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Okay, buddy!
Dinner is ready!
Ohhh.
And it's your favourite.
Rex?
Yeah?
I know you're a little bit disappointed
that the play date at the dog park got canceled.
But I've got the sure-fire way
to get you out of your funk.
It is my world famous Spaghetti Bolognese!
Right?
There's four cheeses in there.
See?
Two free-wheeling bachelors on a Friday night!
I mean, it's fun, right?
Yeah yeah.
We need to get out more.
I hope you understand.
Of course I do.
If there was any other way...
What we had
it will always mean a lot to me.
You know that, right?
I'm not upset with you.
Really.
You know our love will forever be recorded in the stars.
For as long as we both live.
- Synced and corrected by martythecrazy - - www.MY-SUBS.com -
I don't think I've ever seen that before.
- Hey. - Hey.
Well, a direct hit to the heart.
Time of death is around midnight.
Do we have any ID?
Nate Abrams.
According to his cell phone.
No sign of forced entry.
A neighbour found him this morning
when he found the door slightly ajar.
Well, he was expecting someone.
Wine on ice.
Candles.
Looks like he was setting the mood.
Whoever arrived may have left something behind.
I found this-under the couch.
A cigarette lighter. Looks expensive.
Flowers on it. Could be a woman's.
I only pulled partial prints.
But at least it's something.
What've you got, buddy?
What is that?
Is that a feather from the arrow in flight, maybe?
Possibly. I'll take a closer look in the lab.
Are you okay there, pal?
Yeah, Rex does seem a little lethargic.
Has he not been feeling well?
He has been in a bit of a funk lately.
I hope he's not getting sick.
Yeah, my room's just in the front there.
I was at my desk.
I was texting my girlfriend when I saw her.
What time was that?
12:00 maybe? Or later?
She just got in a car.
And took off down the street.
Can you describe her?
Red hair.
5'7" or 8'?
Thirties or older.
Did she look like she was in a hurry?
Oh yeah. She just peeled right down the street.
Did you know the deceased?
Super friendly guy.
But pretty much a loner.
That was the first lady I saw walk out of that place.
A loner?
You'd never guess by looking at him.
I mean-that is what the kids call a hottie.
Well he definitely seemed to be waiting on someone
he was involved with.
Well, it doesn't surprise me.
According to his calendar
Nate was seeing no fewer than ten women
in the weeks leading up to his death.
Ten? How does he manage to do that?
That's how online dating works now.
It's practically a part-time job
where you're constantly getting performance reviews.
And not always good.
They're rarely good, in my case.
Online dating.
The thought alone makes me queasy.
Yeah, I'm with you.
I would way rather stand on the sidelines
than get tangled up in this insta-swipe dating world.
Might explain why you haven't had a date in
- eight months, is it? - Six, actually.
Hey, bud.
You're right, yeah.
- My choice, though. - Oh.
Speaking of dating-
Do we have any information on any of these women
- that Nate was seeing? - No IDs.
I mean, they're all listed on Nate's calendar under nicknames.
He saw Red on Saturday...
Legs on Sunday.
And... oh.
Last night he went to that hipster foodie place downtown
and met someone named Nails.
Maybe Nails followed him home.
Saw him waiting on another woman?
An arrow through the heart.
That's a crime of passion if ever there was one.
Well, I'm suddenly relieved
that all my bad reviews all virtual.
That's a win for me.
Okay. Let's find this Nails.
- Alright. - Let's bring her in.
Yeah.
Oh, this guy.
Yeah yeah, he comes in all the time.
But I don't know his name.
You ever see a dinner go sideways?
Any yelling or arguing?
The women often end up crying
somewhere between the main course and the dessert.
Last night's completely destroyed her linen napkin
- with her eye makeup. - Hmmm.
Somehow, they always end up leaving
with a smile on their face.
How's that?
You tell me.
The ladies sure seemed to love him.
Listen, did you get the woman's name?
Where she worked? Anything like that?
I did overhear that she was planning on going
for a hike this morning-
to forget her troubles.
Any idea where?
Yeah, actually.
Signal Hill.
Do you still have that linen napkin from last night?
Sure, yeah.
If you want to dig for it.
Why?
It's a beautiful day for a hike.
Okay, partner.
Track it.
Go.
Oh no no no no!
Oh my gosh! Are you...?
Hey, is your dog okay?
Oh!!
Yeah, he's fine.
You?
I'm not so sure.
Who would murder such a beautiful, loving man?
You said you knew him as Brock Beaumount?
Yeah, why would he lie to me about that?
I don't understand.
How long were you two seeing each other?
Just a few weeks.
But we just clicked immediately.
We both love tennis and gardening.
Hmm.
Loved.
We even shared the same birthday.
Like soul mates.
Well, you must've been pretty angry then
that he broke things off.
No, I was more so disappointed.
I hadn't really dated much since my divorce
a few years ago.
I don't know if you know what that's like.
I've got some idea.
He made me feel alive again.
Helped me to believe in myself.
Did he ever ask you for anything else?
Money? Gifts?
No, nothing like that.
Did you ever find out that he was seeing other women?
I mean, that would be enough to make anyone angry.
You don't understand.
Nate may have lied to me
about his name or his birthday.
But that man...
He gave me a new lease on life.
I would never have done anything to harm him.
We'll be in touch if we have any further questions.
One last thing.
Where did you two meet?
Meet Cupid, of course.
We were a perfect match.
Meet Cupid is an exclusive dating service
with an exclusive, highly-vetted client base.
So it's a dating app.
Yeah. But unlike the swipe-right culture of most dating apps
Meet Cupid hand-selects their clients' matches.
They claim that they could find your soul mate.
I take it there's a fee for this service?
Yeah, and it's not cheap.
I was looking through Nate's finances.
And I'm surprised that he could afford it.
He didn't really have a steady source of income.
No job. But he's got a lot of women on the line.
So maybe he was using the site's services
to bilk money out of them.
Not according to Grace.
Nate never asked her for money.
She didn't really match the description of the suspect
leaving Nate's house the night of the murder.
And her alibi checks out.
Okay.
Let's check in with Meet Cupid.
Find out who else Nate might have left broken-hearted.
Rex.
Let's go, pal.
Yes!
No, we could go over it-
on Tuesday if you like.
Oh.
I'll call you back.
Oh, yes.
Very nice. I am sure
one of my dating specialists
will be thrilled to find you a soul mate in no time.
Someone dependable-
- passionate... - Actually, uh...
And an animal lover of course.
I'm Detective Hudson, SJPD.
We're investigating the murder of one of your clients.
Oh, my goodness!
You ever seen this man before?
No.
But as the owner of the company-
I don't often meet with clients personally.
He looks like such a lovely man.
What a horrible, horrible waste.
We have reason to believe
that he was expecting a date the night that he was murdered.
You think another client may have killed him?
Well, it is possible.
We'd like access to your database.
We want to see anyone that Mr. Abrams was matched with.
Of course, yes.
Anything you need.
I'm sorry.
It's just I've devoted my life to helping people find love.
It's awful to think that somehow that led to murder.
- May I? - Yes.
Our tech specialist will be in touch.
I will let my people know.
Oh, and Detective.
You really should consider our services.
I noticed a lack of wedding ring.
Force of habit.
Aha.
Maybe another time.
Right.
So she actually let you join the dating service?
Because, do you know how hard it is to get in?
Maybe you should take her up on that offer.
Me?
- No. - Why not?
Might be time for you to get out there.
Really? Well, I'll take that under advisement, doctor.
Oh, hey. Did you find anything interesting
in the autopsy report?
I'm still waiting on results.
Hey, I take it Meet Cupid is co-operating?
Well, the owner may want to.
But the lawyers feel differently.
Tracey, Phillips and Associates just called.
And they're requesting a warrant.
A warrant could take days.
Yeah, but they claim
their client confidentiality agreements are iron clad.
So we have to find another way to track down the suspect
who fled the scene.
Why not have a man join the dating service
claiming to be looking for a certain type?
A type?
Redhead, tall, early to mid-thirties.
Someone who matches the suspect's description.
Exactly.
Then set up dates with the women who match.
And then we gather finger prints until we find her.
This is actually a great idea.
Yeah, and you'd be the perfect candidate.
Me?
No no.
Ha.
You're not chicken, are you?
Look. I would if I could.
But the thing is that my cover has been blown.
Because the owner knows that I am
investigating the case.
Didn't she say she never meets her clients in person?
Gee, thank you for that, Jesse.
And you'd have a different name and a different job.
You'll be transformed into every woman's dream.
I really... I don't...
It's not a good... thing.
Clear your calendar, Hudson.
You're going on the dating scene.
Let's review our two point tech, shall we?
First...
Charlie, AKA Lawrence Dawson will only date women
who match the suspect's description to a T.
Oh oh! So in other words, I'm a jerk.
Secondly, Mr. Dawson's profile is so irresistible
every tall redhead on the Meet Cupid app
will be dying to date him too.
So I'm a rich jerk.
Say cheese!
Okay, you know what? This is ridiculous.
I mean, who wears bracelets this skinny.
Do I look like a Lawrence Dawson to you?
Well, I mean...
Yeah, you do now.
Because I am building you
an online profile as a hedge fund manager.
And it's bound to pass the inevitable Google search.
You know, assuming that they don't mine too deep.
Well, for the record...
I am wildly uncomfortable with this.
Yeah.
I could tell. That's kind of the look
of psycho killer vibe you're giving off. We should try one more.
Okay.
We should try two more.
Anything yet?
Would you relax?
And take this photo down.
Every time I see this chucklehead
I want to punch him in the face.
Oh! Boom!
That might be Meet Cupid!
- Did they take the bait? - Look at that.
Lawrence Dawson has an appointment
with dating specialist Mindy
to go over his application.
Oh!
Chucklehead for the win!
Parasailing, architecture, ballroom dancing, racket sports.
My, you have a wide range of interests
for a hedge fund manager, Mr. Dawson.
Well, they do say variety is the spice of life.
Again, I'd like to thank you for meeting me outside the office.
Well, at Meet Cupid we understand discretion.
But we do have a strict policy
of meeting all of our clients face to face.
There are a lot of liars out there, Mr. Dawson.
Men who pretend to be something they are not.
I can't even imagine.
But I am hopeful that you can assist me
in my search for the perfect partner.
Oh, with your,
let's say, financial credentials and good looks,
animal lover,
we will track down the redhead of your dreams in no time.
I'll have a short list to you by the end of the day.
That should be satisfactory.
This is the short list?
I told you Lawrence Dawson was irresistible.
Okay, well there's got to be a way to narrow this down.
Not to worry. After an internet scrub
I found out that a few lied about
their height.
A few about their weight.
And a few more
about their age.
And now we have
five actual matches to our suspect.
Excellent work, Mr. Dawson.
I booked a table at our victim's favourite restaurant
from 6:00 till close.
- Are we all set? - Yeah.
Jesse is going to collect the glasses.
Sarah is going to check the print against the partial
on the lighter.
And Rex is going to stand by in the van.
Sorry, buddy. No dogs on date night.
Alright, let's go.
Okay, Operation Speed Date now underway.
Hi guys!
I think it was...
No match, Charlie.
Round two.
Hi!
No match, Charlie.
Round three.
Nice to meet you.
Thank you.
Enjoy!
No match, again.
Oh!
Round number four looks like bad news.
Oh!
Cheers.
Charlie, the prints were smeared all over that one.
You're going to have to try again.
Thank you.
Please stay!
Have another drink. Next time.
Charlie, it's a match!
The last date Nisha Collins!
- Your fourth date. - Okay, get Rex!
I'll meet you out there!
Excuse me.
Oh, uh...
I'm so sorry.
Rain check?
You're leaving?
Uh, yeah-no time to explain.
Sorry.
Okay, partner.
Find it.
Hey hey!
Call off your dog, will you?
He's not my dog.
He's my partner.
Please get out of the car, Nisha-
before you get yourself in any more trouble.
What, you cops have nothing better to do
than to set up stings to catch drunk drivers?
It's not about a DUI.
It's about this.
Yeah, that's my lighter!
Where did you find this?
I've been looking for it everywhere.
Beside the dead body of Nate Abrams.
Nate who?
That's Dennis Barlow.
He left town a week ago to volunteer overseas.
He was found murdered in his own home.
Dennis is dead?
We had...
We had so much in common.
We both liked the same cocktails.
Liked to party.
We even had the same birthday.
Did you know he was seeing other women?
Did he ever ask you for money, or...?
Maybe you noticed that some expensive items were missing,
besides the lighter?
You think I killed the guy
because you found my lighter on his balcony?
On his balcony?
Nate didn't have a balcony.
Yeah, of course he does.
It's the only place you can smoke.
Well, I guess Nate had a balcony after all.
Hey, Sarah.
So, why would a man have two different homes?
Well, one for his real self.
One for his alter-personalities.
With the number of women Nate was seeing
I'd expect to find a harem of prints.
Well, Nisha's alibi panned out for the night of his death.
Which means he probably pocketed the lighter here
and took it back to his real home.
Which would explain-
why our witness never saw any women at Nate's house.
And none of those women had any idea.
Makes you a little wary of online dating apps.
Oh yeah, I've never really been tempted.
Even since I broke up with Thomas.
And there it is.
There what is?
Finally, official confirmation of the boyfriend breakup.
I suspected it.
I didn't want to say anything.
Oh, whereas I was waiting for you to ask.
Do you want to talk about it?
About as much as I want go on a dating app.
So you're as distrustful as the online dating scene as I am.
Well, you know.
I just think that when you meet the right person
you just sort of know.
Let fate take over.
Yeah.
Something in there, buddy?
What have you got there, buddy?
Burner phones.
Each one labeled with a different alias.
A different phone number for each woman.
This will make finding all the women he was dating
a whole lot easier.
Hold this?
It's Joe.
Hey, boss.
I think we hit pay dirt here.
Well, that makes two of us.
I just got off the phone with the manager of that condo.
Nate wasn't looking for a sugar mama.
Because he already had one.
Who's that?
One Candace Porter.
The owner of Meet Cupid.
The condo is leased in her name.
You have to believe me.
I had nothing to do with Nate's death.
I mean, why would I kill him?
That man was a gold mine to me.
How does paying all his expenses
make him a gold mine?
Were you working together?
Were you targeting rich women for cash?
No, nothing like that.
Nate was a carrot.
A carrot?
Women are sick of modern dating apps.
They're spending too much time
swiping and dating men that they have nothing in common with.
When I launched Meet Cupid
I was having trouble getting my name out there.
So when I saw Nate at the gym one day,
I recruited him, trained him,
made him into any woman's dream come true.
A carrot.
Nate was hired to charm my more high-end clients.
Women with uncompromising standards
who knew what they wanted in a man.
And Nate would supply that.
And then the women would tell other women
how great the service was.
And so on and so on.
So Nate would love them and leave them.
And somehow that was a good thing?
Yes!
Because Nate made them believe in themselves again.
He made them excited to move on
to the next romantic adventure.
Nate was a better carrot
than I ever could've imagined.
Well some of those women must've been pretty upset
when Nate ended things so quickly.
Nate always had a heroic excuse.
Caring for an ailing mother.
Or volunteering at an elephant refuge.
You'd be surprised
how quickly an independent woman moves on
when there are more eligible bachelors waiting in the wings.
Yeah, well one of them decided
to take the curtain down instead.
Right.
I'm really sorry about that.
I should've told you sooner.
It's just...
I've worked so hard to make this business a success.
If I had any idea that one of my clients could turn deadly...
Then tell your lawyers to stop stalling.
We want complete access to the Meet Cupid database.
Stalling?
I never told my lawyers to stall.
I told them to cooperate in any way possible.
Tracey, Phillips and Associates.
It's the legal firm that represents Meet Cupid.
They're the ones that called
insisting we need a warrant to access Meet Cupid's dating data.
Candace claimed she had no idea.
Well I mean, she might be telling the truth.
Because look who works there.
Holly Preston.
AKA... Our Date number 5.
She's the woman you left at the restaurant
when you chased after Nisha.
You think Holly was also seeing Nate?
Well, she certainly matches the description
of the suspect who fled the scene.
She's also the lawyer who called telling us that we need the warrant.
Well, that makes perfect sense.
Because she wouldn't want us using a warrant
to discover what I found on one of these.
They have a record of all the texts that Nate sent
through the Meet Cupid dating app.
On one marked Bradley
there's a message that Nate sent to Holly
on the night of his death. Here.
I need to talk to you.
You're not going to like what you hear.
There's a link to Nate's house where he was killed not the condo.
That's strange. Because Nate never invited any of the other women
back to his real home.
That's not the only threatening message that was sent.
This one came to his real phone the same night.
You better pay up or else you're finished.
Wait, who sent this?
Oh wait, that's Mindy Palmer,
the woman from Meet Cupid that I met at the cafe.
- Hold on. The dating specialist? - Yeah.
Dating Specialist might be a little bit of an exaggeration.
I did a little digging.
And she was kicked off
multiple dating services for harassment
including sending threatening messages to men.
Bet she didn't include that on her last job application.
Maybe Mindy has her own scam?
She found out what Nate was doing
and then tried to extort him?
And then got angry when he wouldn't pay.
All of this is great. But it's all circumstantial evidence.
Yeah, there's no forensic evidence
that ties either of these women
to the scene of the crime.
Well, we need to find a way to get them to talk.
You said that Mindy's been kicked off several dating apps.
Is she on one now? Oh sure, yeah.
She's on one called Outdoorsy.
It's where you only meet outside.
Great. You should ask her out.
I'm so... me?
Yeah. See if you can get her to talk.
That's an excellent idea.
Meanwhile, get Lawrence to see if he can cash in
on his rain check with Holly.
I'll text her.
See if she's willing to give Lawrence a second chance.
Do it.
Meeting a potential murderer
is making me all kinds of sweaty.
Oh, don't be nervous, Jesse.
It's just like any first date.
I mean, except that it's undercover.
With a... Yeah, a potential killer.
Yeah, there is that.
But hey, don't worry about it.
Because if anything goes sideways-
Rex and I will most likely be there.
Right, buddy?
Okay, um...
Any sign of her, Jesse?
Uh, no no. Not yet.
I mean, maybe she's not coming.
That'd be great. Maybe she took a better offer.
- Hey there! - Oh! uh-oh.
She's here. She's here, wait.
What do I do?
- What do I do?? - Just walk over and say hello.
Like a normal human.
She's coming. Suspect is approaching! Suspect is approaching!
Hey!
Try to keep him calm.
- He has social anxiety. - Just relax, Jesse.
- Take some deep breaths. - Hey!
- Hi! - Hi!
- Teddy, right? - Yeah, Ted.
- Okay. - Yeah, nice to meet you.
Oh, you too!
Yeah, I was really happy to get your message.
I thought I'd be all alone on a Friday evening, so...
Oh no no no. No, wouldn't want that.
- No. - No!
He's freezing, Charlie.
Think of something for him to say.
Keep the conversation going, Jesse.
Ask her about dating.
Do you use dating apps often?
I mean, doesn't everyone, really?
- Yeah sure! - Yeah!
Yeah, I mean it's... yeah.
What's your favourite one?
Oh, um...
Well, I like Till Death Do Us Part.
It's a site for morticians and funeral directors.
Stiff competition.
I knew that was stupid coming out of my mouth.
And Left Behind is good.
It's mostly for left-handed singles.
But I'm ambidextrous.
Oh! That's...
I've always wanted to be ambidextrous.
Even as a child.
Well, it's a gift.
You know, you've either got it or you don't.
Yeah.
Well at least he's calming down.
I think these two may actually like each other.
They'd have an interesting answer to the
how did they meet question.
Right?
You know, Mindy. It's... you know.
You're super interesting.
And I'm glad you agreed to meet with me.
Oh, hey thanks! I'm...
I'm kind of a dating expert, actually.
Have you heard about Meet Cupid?
Oh no. Keep him calm.
Just relax there, Tiger.
Keep her talking.
Meet Cupid... Meet Cupid... um...
Yeah, of course!
- Yeah. - Okay, yeah.
Yeah, didn't one of their members get murdered recently?
Oh, there it is.
Where did you hear that?
I don't remember.
Okay, well...
Someone must've told you, because...
the news hasn't reported that Nate was a member.
Yeah... I... um...
Better come clean, Jesse.
I'm sorry, is there something wrong with you?
Why do you keep touching your ear?
I guess I should tell you.
Is there someone with you in that van?
Just tell her you're with the police.
No.
Okay, I'm out of here.
Mindy, wait! Stop!
Police!
She's running!
We have an active runner!
Better send the reinforcements.
Alright, partner.
Let's be gentle.
Wait!
Mindy! Wait!
That's far enough, Mindy.
Mr. Dawson?
I figured out the guy was a huge liar
dating all these different women.
And it pissed me off.
So you decided to blackmail him?
I'm just so sick of creepy guys trolling women online.
Where were you the night he was killed?
At the movies.
With my sister.
Feel free to call her.
How did you find out that he was dating multiple women?
I followed him.
Look, it wasn't hard.
And I wasn't the only one who found out.
What do you mean?
A couple of days ago I saw him
having this huge argument with a woman calling him a cheater.
Do you have any idea who the angry woman was?
No.
But I took a picture.
Holly from the law firm.
She's arguing with Nate.
She must've randomly stumbled across Nate
with one of his dates.
Well, Mindy's alibi checks out.
She was definitely watching a rom com with her sister.
Okay.
Which means we have ourselves a new suspect.
Holly just got back to me.
I reached out with an apology.
She wants to meet right away!
Well played, Lawrence.
Hey, take Rex and follow me.
I want everything Holly says recorded, okay?
I'm going to push for a confession.
- Okay. - Alright, pal.
I'll see you.
Hey, Charlie!
Just... you know.
Be careful.
This woman may have already killed one man
who did her wrong, so-..
You're worried about me. That's so cute.
Hey, I'm going to be fine, okay?
It's just a date, right?
How dangerous could it be?
That's another great shot.
You've got amazing aim.
Ha!
Thanks for agreeing to meet me here.
It's sort of my first date go-to spot.
Well, it's actually second date.
And again, I apologize
for leaving you hanging at the restaurant.
Oh, please.
Lawrence, you had a sick dog. You can't leave him with a sitter.
I would've done the same.
Do you have a dog?
I have two.
A Chihuahua and a Doberman.
A woman of extremes.
Ha!
Yeah, you have no idea.
Another round?
Absolutely.
You guys getting all this?
Loud and clear.
You two are really hitting it off, huh?
Oh yeah, I know.
It's hard to believe that she could be a killer.
Yeah, well don't judge a book by its cover.
Especially if it has an axe.
Yeah, I'll try and get some information out of her.
Be careful, Charlie.
Let me know if you need us.
Rex is standing by.
I got this.
Your turn.
Alright. Well, I'm going to warn you...
I am pretty good at this.
- Oh, really? - So...
Yeah, um... Is this regulation?
Okay. Here.
There's a knack to it.
I was on the archery team in college.
It seems to help.
Archery team?
Wow! That's... um...
Nerdy, I know.
Okay, um...
Here, put your arms around me.
- You mean... - Yup!
- This? - Mm-hmm!
And then put your hands over mine.
Shouldn't you be buying me dinner first?
Okay, you feel that?
Uh huh.
Hey. Um...
Tell me what happened to your last boyfriend.
I can't imagine that you have been single for very long.
Bradley wasn't who I thought he was.
Huh.
Let's just leave it at that.
Your turn.
Two hands.
Mm-hmm.
Look at that! Better!
Okay, my turn.
So hey...
Did he lie to you?
Or... cheat on you?
Yeah, you could say that.
Oh.
Did you ever confront him about it?
What do you mean?
Well, if he cheated on you-
I just figured you'd want to give him a piece of your mind.
Why all the questions suddenly?
Charlie!
He'll be fine.
He always is.
Oh, no I'm just...
Sorry, I'm... just curious.
About my lying, cheating boyfriend?
You know what? Why don't we just drop him.
I already did.
I dropped him hard.
My turn.
Give me the axe.
I hate...
liars.
Go find Charlie, Rex.
Like, for instance...
when you left me at the restaurant...
Uh-huh?
Was it really because your dog was sick?
Because at the time
it looked like you were chasing after that other woman.
Charlie, are you alright?
Just calm down, Holly.
No.
Because I've had enough.
Of all the lying and the cheating.
I'm done.
Charlie?
Whoah!
Charlie!
Rex, go!
Holly!
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I shouldn't have lost it back there like that.
I'm just done with all of it.
I jumped back in too soon.
Rex, stop.
You really do have a dog?
Yeah.
Detective Hudson, SJPD.
Are you for real?
He's not kidding.
We're here investigating the murder of Nate Abrams.
I don't know anything about that.
Rex seems to thinks there's something in your trunk.
Well, he's wrong.
I never use it.
Okay.
Well, if you have nothing to hide
you mind opening it up?
We have a message from Nate inviting you to his house
the day that he died.
We have a witness that puts you on the scene.
And the arrows from your car
are an exact match for the murder weapon.
I have no idea where that bow and arrow came from.
It's not mine.
We also have photographic evidence
of you arguing with Nate
only a few days before.
How did you get that?
You don't get to ask the questions.
That was the day I saw Bradley, or, Nate, having coffee
with another woman.
I confronted him. And stormed out.
He followed me outside.
Then what happened?
He said it wasn't as it seemed.
I didn't believe him. So I left.
That was the last time I saw him.
That's not the case.
Because Nate messaged you on Meet Cupid the same night
that he was murdered.
I need to talk to you.
You're not going to like what you hear.
Okay, I know how this must look.
You also blocked the police by asking for a warrant.
I was protecting my client's best interests.
Well, it's in your best interest to stick to the truth.
Look.
Meet Cupid offered me the service as a perk.
And I knew that my boss wouldn't approve.
That was all I was trying to hide.
Then why not come clean on the last message?
Come on. Holly, you know what?
I've got a theory myself. You want to hear it?
I think you got Nate's message.
You went over to his house.
A place you never knew even existed.
You went inside.
He offered you a drink.
And then he came clean.
He told you that he'd been lying to you this whole time.
And that he was seeing several other women.
Something inside you...
It just snapped. And you freaked out.
You saw that bow and arrow there.
You picked it up. And you killed him.
I admit I got the text from Nate that night.
And I went over there.
And he told me
about all the women that he'd been paid to date.
I was ashamed and angry.
But I didn't kill him.
Why should I believe you after all these lies?
Because he loved me, Detective Hudson.
And I loved him too.
Mmmm.
It did not look that way an hour ago.
I realize what this must look like to you.
Setting up all those dates right after...
It was just me hiding from the truth.
We were soul mates.
And I would've realized that
and the courage it took for him to tell me what he had done
if only we'd had more time.
Hey.
How'd it go with Holly?
Inconclusive.
Her act seemed real to me.
And Nate and Holly do have the same birthday.
Seemed a little bit more like fate than murder.
I didn't take you for a romantic.
It just seemed odd, that's all.
Nate coming clean was an honest gesture.
How is that a motive for murder?
Maybe it's not.
I was analyzing the bow and arrow from Holly's car.
And while the arrows are a match
there's a lot that isn't adding up.
Can you feel the tension on that bow?
A little tight, I guess.
It's weighted for someone Nate's size, not Holly's.
It's kind of strange for an archer to get that wrong, no?
Well, Holly said she never saw this bow before.
Maybe she was telling the truth.
I also looked at the speed of the arrow.
Now, if it was shot from the doorway
at 250 feet per second
it should've traveled straight through Nate's chest cavity
not just lodge in his heart.
Either the shot was taken from a block away...
Or someone just shot the arrow without using the bow at all.
Meaning the killer didn't have to be an archer.
No.
He just wanted to frame one.
It would be easy forCandance to frame Holly.
All of Holly's interests were on her Meet Cupid profile.
I did an internet scrape on Candace.
And I found an album of old college photos.
Including this.
Wait. That's Nate and Candace.
They look like they've known each other a long time.
Looks like they were more than friends.
But she told me that she met Nate at a gym
and recruited him.
Well, unfortunately
we can't pin a murder case on an old college photo.
What is it, Charlie?
Jesse.
Pull in on that poster in the back.
What is that?
I don't know. Looks like...
small parrots.
No no. That's lovebirds.
It's just like the one from the Meet Cupid logo.
You onto something, Hudson?
Yeah, maybe. That thing that I thought that we had missed.
Hey, do you remember Rex's reaction
when we found the feather at the crime scene?
- Yeah, he sneezed. - That's right.
But when he found the arrows in Holly's trunk he didn't sneeze.
That's not totally surprising.
The feather Rex found was not a match for the arrows.
Yeah, but it might be a match for Rex's allergy.
And the physical evidence that we need
to link the killer to the crime scene.
Detective Hudson!
Can I help you?
You know, I think you can.
Are those lovebirds, by chance?
Yes, I don't see how...
That's interesting.
Excuse me.
Could you please control your animal?
He's not barking at you, Candace.
He's just doing his job.
Is this what you're smelling, buddy?
That's what you're barking at, pal?
Well, it seems that Rex is allergic to lovebird feathers.
Just like the one he found at the crime scene.
Would you kindly tell me what this is all about?
I'm talking about the night that you killed Nate Abrams.
And tried to frame Holly Preston.
See, you read that message that Nate sent to Holly
on the Meet Cupid app.
And you realized that he was going to tell her everything.
You knew that Nate never invited women back to his real home.
You saw the candles there, the wine.
What do you think you're doing?!
You cannot!
And he told you that he was in love with Holly
and that he was done being that dating site's carrot.
I'm done with this!
He said that he was going to come clean with Holly
about all his phony props.
And even though Holly ran out on him-
he was done being a fake.
And that's when you realized that you were done with Nate.
Nate and I had made a pact back in college.
We said that we would never fall for true love
because it doesn't exist.
Starting Meet Cupid was kind of an inside joke.
And then I realized
that Nate's charms could bring in high-end clients.
And it worked.
But when I saw that text to Holly, I...
You realized that he actually believed in true love after all.
Do you know what lovebirds are really like, Detective Hudson?
They're vicious and deadly.
Left alone together
they will kill each other more often than not.
Candace Porter.
You're under arrest for the murder of Nate Abrams.
Do you think Nate really loved Holly?
Well, he did have the courage to tell her the truth.
Let's hope she has the guts to try again.
Yeah, well it can be hard
when you've had your heart broken before.
Yeah, but time heals all wounds, as they say.
Yeah, it does.
Yeah.
And you don't want to wait too long.
No, you don't.
You know... I was thinking...
Hey guys! Any plans for Friday?
Because I was thinking of hosting
a retro movie night-
for the SJPD.
- Thoughts? - You don't have a living room.
Yeah, your place.
Oh!
Why? Do you have plans?
We do now.
Yeah, that means you too, buddy.
Okay, pal. Are you ready for movie night?
Alright!
Oh, When Harry Met Sally!
You know, I've never actually seen this movie.
Are you kidding me? It's a retro classic!
Come on!
It's great, too!
A story about two friends
that after all this time, realize they're soul mates.
Oh, that sounds interesting.
I don't know. Sounds a little far-fetched to me.
Next time on Hudson & Rex
Breaking news, true detectives
Calling out to all my Dick Tracey's and Nancy Drew's
Ty MacLennan, a police officer
Promises to reveal shocking information
about what really happened, twenty years ago
It's a pretty big coincidence
two brothers ending up dead on the same rocks
I knew how hard Mac was on him
That's why I was kind of soft on him here, you know
Rex, go!
He killed my son.
I'm not going to let him get away with it.
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