Lazarus
Season 1 – Episode 4
Episode title: Episode 4
Original release date: October 22, 2025
Stars: Bill Nighy, Alexandra Roach, Sam Claflin
Plot: After experiencing a personal loss, Lazarus begins having disturbing experiences that can’t be explained.
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Lazarus – S01E04 – Episode 4 | Full transcript
[♪ Rumer: “The Windmills Of Your Mind”]
♪ Like a circle in a spiral ♪
♪ Like a wheel within a wheel ♪
[Lazarus] Who were you with that night, Billy?
♪ Never ending or beginning ♪
Jenna?
♪ On an everspinning wheel ♪
♪ Like the circles that you find ♪
♪ In the windmills of your mind ♪♪
What?
You lied about that night.
You kissed Billy.
What?
No, um–
You kissed Billy.
Uh, j-just give me a minute, uh–
Stop lying.
I-I’m not lying, I-I…
I don’t remember it all.
It’s…
Uh, it’s-it’s like b-bits and pieces and I hate–
What exactly happened?
I was drunk.
[disorienting music playing]
I must’ve blacked out or something, and…
I kissed Billy.
♪ ♪
[distorted] Billy?
You sick, sick bastard.
I remember that bit.
I know
I know that happened because…
[breath trembles]
I remember Sutton catching us, and…
The look on her face, it was…
That was the reason she left the ball.
[chuckles] Un-fucking-believable.
Laz, I was young. I was…
You were old enough to know the difference between right and wrong, Jenna!
I already hate myself, all right?
And then…
Then I-I must’ve followed Sutton home because I was in my room when
[young Lazarus screams]
Laz.
I-I heard you scream.
Wait, wait, wait, w–
You…
You were home when…
[sobs] You were in the house when she was killed.
Yeah. I must’ve been.
Oh, my God.
But I-I didn’t see or… or hear anything, I-I just…
I, uh…
When I came out of my room, y-you… you must’ve already gone to get Dad because that’s, uh… that’s when I saw…
No.
Sutton, please wake up.
[dark music playing]
There was so much blood.
Then I-I remember being outside, and… and I must’ve gone to get help.
[crying] Then I-I came back home again and… the police were already here.
And-and I’d already washed my… my, uh…
[sobbing]
I-I’m sorry I never told you, Laz, I just, I…
I couldn’t say it out loud.
No. No, you can’t do that.
I’m sorry, Laz, please, I-I’m not listening to this.
Wait.
[door closes]
[sobbing]
[dramatic music playing]
[♪ Sneaker Pimps: “6 Underground”]
I don’t see how we move past this.
I mean, how-how…
How could she not fucking tell me?
Laz, people have their reasons for doing these things.
I know you still like her, mate, but come on.
What she did was wrong.
It was, I agree.
It’s just…
If she hasn’t told anyone what actually happened that night, maybe for her, it doesn’t feel real.
Sometimes you just have to tell yourself a story.
No. No, that’s just a posh way of justifying lying.
Also, when did you become introspective?
Hey, I’ve gotten hidden profundity, okay?
And where did you learn that word?
Tweet.
She let me blame myself for years because I didn’t follow Sutton home, because I stayed behind with Bella.
I had to comfort her, she was distraught.
Over a stupid teenage drama.
Meanwhile, Jenna was the whole reason that Sutton left in the fucking first place.
[♪ Morcheeba: “Trigger Hippie”]
♪ Tune in, drop out of love…
Oh, my God.
Do you
do you see her?
Yeah. Yeah, I see her, she’s pretty hot.
So she’s definitely real.
♪ Alive and well…
Wait, did you see her as a ghost?
Are your ghosts hot now?
[whispers] “I see hot people.”
Can’t be her. It can’t be.
[Seth sighs]
Do you know what, Laz?
I think I’m gonna go home, mate.
It can’t be.
♪ And sing…
This was fun, though. [clicks tongue] Yeah, yeah, we should take my company for granted more often.
♪ Love, love, we’re a trigger hippie ♪
♪ Love, love,
I’m the trigger hippie, yeah ♪
♪ Love, love, love, love ♪
[glass clatters]
[man laughs]
♪ We’re the trigger hippie…
Oh, hi.
Hi.
Uh, I would like to apologise.
No need, really.
Oh, uh, um–
Well, c-can I at least, uh…
Oh, no.
Oh, no, I’ve got it.
Thanks. [clears throat] Cheers.
[beeps] Yeah, um, my father just died and I’m not telling you that to… get sympathy, I’m telling you because… the Dr Lazarus you booked your appointment with was, um, him.
Not me.
[exhales] I know.
I looked you up after our session.
Or, I looked up your father.
Okay.
I’m really sorry for your loss.
But also, you were… [chuckles] pretending to be him? I…
Um, a bit of explanation. [chuckles] First off, I am a psychiatrist.
Um, second off, I wasn’t pretending to be him, really.
Um, it-it’s just that… some of my dad’s patients have been dropping by to… talk to me, not him.
Oh.
You’re not still… looking to make an appointment with, um…
No, I see, I see, you are-You’re moving on to another therapist, okay.
[laughter]
Even though you made a very… memorable first impression.
Any chance you’d let me make a second?
[Laura] Mum left me her home.
Up on Lyntall Street, at the top, with this great view.
And this hideous front door.
Every colour under the sun with wee flowers all over it.
That sounds, uh…
“Atrocious” I think is the adjective you’re searching for.
Atrocious, yes. [laughs] I think she just liked pissing off the neighbours.
[♪ Handsome Boy Modeling School:
“The Truth”] Anyway, I said to myself, I’d stay there just while cleaning out her things.
And, um, and that was… oh, two years ago.
Two years. Huh.
So, in two years’ time I can expect to still feel messed up over this grief?
See, my
In my head, I-I was gonna bounce back faster.
[chuckles]
Yeah.
It, uh…
It doesn’t work that way.
♪ Is looking back at you at last ♪
♪ You can’t hide from the truth ♪
♪ Because the truth is all there is ♪
♪ You can’t hide from the truth ♪
♪ Because the truth is all there is ♪
♪ You can’t hide from the truth ♪
♪ Because the truth is all there is ♪
♪ You can’t hide ♪
♪ No ♪♪
[eerie, pulsing music playing]
♪ ♪
[elevator gate screeches]
[bell buzzes]
[footsteps approaching]
[door closes]
Margot.
Fuck…
Uh…
I know that you know.
[Lazarus] What?
Kn-Know what, exactly?
[chuckles] I do appreciate you trying to spare my feelings, Dr L.
But it’s time to admit there’s a real problem.
With Billy, I mean.
Yes.
Um…
With Billy.
He needs… professional help.
I wish it could be you who helps him, but… he’d sooner crawl under a rock and die.
Because he’s dating your daughter.
And he’s so excited for the dance next week, by the way.
[chuckles] Ye-Maybe, uh…
Billy and Sutton shouldn’t go to the dance. I mean, maybe we could get Billy help sooner, and, uh…
[Margot scoffs] You think we should tell two teenagers they’re not allowed to do something all their friends are doing?
Anyway, I just wanted to… formally apologise for Billy’s behaviour.
Margot, what exactly did Billy do?
[suspenseful music playing]
Billy’s been hanging around this building.
In the corridors.
The toilets.
Waiting.
Watching your patients.
He stole my pass to get in.
He’s just been so…
[exhales]
…dark lately.
I should go.
No, uh, Margot, that’s not necessary.
I won’t let anyone get hurt, Dr L.
I promise.
Hurt?
By Billy.
No, Margot.
[tense music playing]
♪ ♪
[line ringing]
Hello, you’ve reached Margot MacIntyre.
Please leave a message.
Fuck! Fuck.
[engine revving]
[doorbell ringing]
Margot?
[doorbell ringing]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
♪ ♪
Margot?
[glass crunching]
Margot?
[mysterious music playing]
[floorboard creaks] [gasps]
[floorboard creaks]
[suspenseful music playing]
♪ ♪
[door creaks]
[cat meows, hisses] Oh, geez!
[exhales]
[panting]
[chuckling]
Oh, fuck. Jesus!
What are you doing?
What do you mean, what am I doing?
What-what are you doing?
I saw you break in.
What, so you thought you’d break in, too?
Yeah.
[stammers]
What are you even doing around here?
I was on my bike, and I saw you as I passed by.
Thought we could…
I don’t know, hang out?
Well, it’s… it’s not the best time for that, Aidan.
[Seth] Seth McGovern.
Please leave a message after the tone.
[beeps] Seth, call me.
All right, it’s important.
It’s Dad’s assistant, Margot. She-Well, she might, she might be dead.
Call me.
[McClusky] Caucasian male, 30s.
Believed to be Neil Croft.
How long have they been dead, do you reckon?
I’d estimate somewhere between two and three decades.
How’d you find him?
Hunch from his mate.
Found him behind a wall.
Cause of death?
Looks like blunt force trauma to the head.
What do you think about this… for a possible murder weapon?
It’s a nice match.
How’d you come across that?
Another hunch.
Lot of hunches, yeah?
[Lazarus] Seth. Seth, call me.
All right, it’s important.
Dad’s assistant Margot.
Well, she… well, she might be dead.
Just call me.
Oi.
You’re not answering your mobile.
Yes.
Because I’ve been hanging out with a corpse all morning.
Which we’re pretty sure is Neil Croft.
I told you.
Yes.
I know you told me.
But now it’s real and it’s freaking me out.
[door beeps, opens]
Everything all right?
Uh, yes, ma’am.
Um, Laz just, um… wanted to talk.
You know what, Laz?
I think I’d like to talk, too.
[intriguing music playing]
What’s going on, Laz?
I, uh…
I think Billy MacIntyre might’ve murdered my father.
[sighs]
Why?
Well… there’s, uh, there’s been a lot of suspicious deaths around here over the years.
And Billy has a connection to all of the victims.
What if my dad was starting to ask questions?
Which suspicious deaths are you talking about?
Sutton.
Cassandra Rhodes.
I-I understand Billy MacIntyre’s connection to Sutton, but what connection does he have to Cassandra Rhodes?
Did she and Billy even know each other?
Well, she was a patient of Dad’s, and Billy was always hanging around his office.
I mean, I’m sure they would have interacted.
Laz, has some new information about Billy MacIntyre come to light?
Something to make you suddenly have these suspicions about him?
I found out that, uh, Sutton was planning on ending things with him.
He got, he got wind of it, was upset.
If-if my dad was onto Billy,
[stammers]
it would make sense for Billy to kill him.
No? I mean… it would make a lot more sense than suicide.
I know he would never kill himself.
Oh, uh…
I’m also worried about Margot.
Billy’s mum.
She’s not answering her phone.
I went around, and she’s not at home.
I’m worried that Billy might have done something to her.
Okay, we’ll look into it.
Laz?
You said that Billy has a connection to all the suspicious deaths in the area.
Yes. Yeah.
So do you.
[eerie music playing]
Okay, before you start, we’re looking for Margot on CCTV.
And we’re gonna launch a search party tomorrow.
Happy?
It’s probably too late now anyway.
She’s probably already dead.
Okay, you need to stop saying shit like that, Laz.
What are you so upset about?
Are you so self-absorbed, you don’t realise the position you’ve put me in?
[scoffs] Oh, my God, you are, okay.
Let me spell it out for you.
I now have messages on my phone from you telling me that you think Margot is dead.
So let’s say she does turn up dead.
And let’s say those messages line up with her time of death?
What am I supposed to do?
Erase them?
To protect you, and what, risk going to prison myself?
Yeah, okay, right, that was, that was stupid.
Because it’s one thing to stumble upon a 20yearold corpse by chance.
It’s another thing entirely to predict a potential murder as it is happening.
Let alone go snooping around the victim’s house.
I shouldn’t have left those messages.
[stammering] I’m sorry, Seth.
And then you come here!
And you spill your guts to my boss about Billy MacIntyre, which makes no fucking sense at all.
He’s clearly suspicious.
You are suspicious, Laz, you.
This whole thing looks like you went mental after your father’s death, you killed Margot, you came here to make the police suspicious of Billy in advance of finding Margot’s body.
You look guilty.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Look, I-I… I d– I didn’t, uh…
Look, I’m sorry, Seth.
Look, the damage is done, okay?
All you can do is hope to God Margot turns up soon, because if she’s actually dead, Laz, you’re fucked.
[tense music playing]
Also, don’t give Jenna shit, for twisting the facts about the night Sutton died.
Because you’ve done the same thing for years, and I’ve never corrected you.
You know why you stayed behind at the dance that night, and it wasn’t to comfort Bella.
[eerie music playing]
[atmospheric music playing]
Now you know why I wanted you to accompany Sutton home after the dance.
I had concerns about Billy MacIntyre.
I know you, son.
You want to talk about the specifics of Billy.
What exactly had Margot so worried?
And the reason you want those specifics is because you are dying, absolutely dying, to chastise me for allowing my daughter to go to the dance with him.
Oh, you’d never go as far as to say, “Sutton’s murder was your fault, Dad,” but you’d imply it just enough so that the two of us could put our focus there, and not on, oh, I don’t know, let’s think… you.
And the fact that you did not escort Sutton home, as you were instructed.
It’s a wonderful story, how you stayed behind at the dance because Bella was upset.
And the reason it’s a wonderful story is because it makes you out to be the good guy.
I mean, a good guy does not abandon his girlfriend when she’s upset, right?
Problem is… she wasn’t upset… was she?
I suppose it almost feels real to you by now, does it?
It’s called the illusory truth effect.
It’s a common psychological phenomenon.
Yes, I know what it is, Dad.
You don’t need to spell it out–
You tell a lie often enough, it begins to feel true.
And if the lie is more soothing than the truth, all the more reason to keep telling it.
[pulsing music playing]
But what is the truth, Joel?
I don’t want to talk about it.
And yet, we must.
[exhales] This is exactly what I was saying.
You push people, too far.
You’re turning the critique outward in order to avoid looking inward.
Why did you stay behind at the dance?
You bullied your patients…
Was it something to do with your friends?
…and now you’re bullying me.
Were you drunk?
Is that why Sutton left alone?
Dad, listen to me, I don’t…
High on drugs?
…want to talk about it.
Why didn’t you follow Sutton home that night?!
I don’t want to talk about it!
[shouts]
Because I was gonna get lucky! All right?
That’s the truth!
[panting]
[sombre music playing]
I was a teenage boy.
AAnd I was told Bella wanted to.
[crying softly]
I put myself first and she died.
♪ ♪
Oh, God.
[crying]
[siren wails]
[Brown] This is the last confirmed sighting of Margot MacIntyre.
Is that Sam Olsen?
[Brown] Mm, could be.
He lives round the corner.
I’ll talk to him.
See if he knows where she went.
Okay. And release the footage to the public.
Let’s see if it gets us anywhere.
Okay.
[intriguing music playing]
[door opens, closes]
♪ ♪
[dark music playing]
[Margot] He’s just been so… dark lately.
[exhales]
I’m still not in the mood to talk.
[Lazarus] You’re a great friend.
I’m a dick.
Yeah, no argument on that, but I’ve got to go.
Witnesses claimed to have seen Margot entering City Park Trail with her dog two nights ago.
There’s a search team headed there now.
Does Billy know?
Yes. Of course he knows.
He’ll be there any minute.
I’m on my way.
Don’t come. It’s fine.
Seth.
Bye, Laz.
[tires screech]
[siren wailing]
[phone chimes]
[suspenseful music playing]
[reporter] Margot MacIntyre’s family have expressed their concerns over her disappearance, which they described as being completely out of character.
The grandmother of two, who is understood to be in her 60s, has been missing for well over 24 hours now, and the police have asked for assistance from the public in a fingertip search of a nearby wooded area.
[car doors closing]
[contemplative music playing]
[Margot] There’s a real problem.
With Billy, I mean.
I’m gonna break up with Billy.
I wanted to really hurt her.
♪ ♪
[woman] Margot?
Margot?
[atmospheric music playing]
[woman in distance] Margot?
♪ ♪
[man in distance] Margot.
[branches snapping]
[rustling]
[soft jingling]
[collar jingling]
[Lazarus] Teddy.
[whimpering]
[shushing]
Hey, Teddy. Where’s Margot?
[man whispering nearby]
[shushes] Come on, I think he’s down there.
[Lazarus] Is that you, Billy?
[distant whispers] [branches snapping]
[shushing]
[man whispers] Hey. Get over here.
Billy?
I know you’re here. I can hear you!
What do you want?
[suspenseful music playing]
[pulsing music playing]
[Billy] Don’t fucking let him get away.
[Sam] Hey.
[Billy] All right, twat.
[Lazarus] What is it? What’s going on?
Olsen.
[Billy] Olsen, you murderer!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Where is she?
[Lazarus] Hey, Billy!
Calm down! Calm down!
[overlapping shouting]
[Lazarus] Hey, hey! Leave him alone!
Where is she? Sick fuck!
Billy! Hey!
[grunts]
[Billy] Where’s my mum?
[panting]
[groaning]
[dramatic music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[engine starts]
[Billy] They have to be careful.
[Seth] They will, Billy.
Come on.
Billy MacIntyre, you’re under arrest for assault, incitement to commit violence.
You do not need to say anything that may harm your defence…
[siren wailing]
[dramatic music playing]
How bad is it?
They said I have to be in hospital overnight.
But it doesn’t hurt that much.
You didn’t have to do what you did.
I didn’t do much.
He could have killed you.
He rallied a bunch of thugs to come and attack you, Olsen.
Are you not a little more upset?
Kind of used to it.
And maybe that’s a good thing.
Because the police just said they want to talk to me.
That’ll be new fodder for the rumours, yeah?
What were you doing in there anyway?
Where you, uh, where you on a search team?
I wasn’t planning on it, but I heard about it on the radio and decided to join.
I was on my way out of the city.
Was going fishing for Arctic Char.
Fishing?
At night?
Fish have eyes.
They can see you up on the shore during the day.
Huh.
Never thought of it that way.
Plus, it’s peaceful.
Being alone.
[sighs]
[groans]
Laz.
Thank you.
[car door opens]
[thunder rumbles]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[gasps]
Oh…
Jesus Christ.
You’ve got to stop doing that.
I want to talk.
All right, get in.
[sighs] Oh, God.
[exhales sharply]
[panting]
You’re my dad.
[emotional music playing]
I did a DNA test.
Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You… you what?
I took your toothbrush.
You took… Jesus, Aidan. [stammers] I wanted to know.
What, and it was… it was positive that we’re a-we’re a-we’re a match?
You’re not just saying that?
You’re not just messing with me right now?
I’ll email you the results.
Okay.
So you can see for yourself.
[exhales sharply]
Okay. Uh…
First off, I-I did… I didn’t know. Uh, all right?
I swear, I didn’t know.
Okay.
How could your mum not…
I mean, how the fuck… how the fuck do you…
I mean, it was just the one time.
After we split, we were… [stammers] I thought we were careful.
Okay, uh…
Why-why did you, why did you do the test?
I feel different.
I feel like I don’t belong.
Thought maybe if I knew where I came from, it’d help.
Does it?
I don’t know.
You really didn’t know?
No. No.
Are you pissed off at my mum now?
I don’t know, Aidan.
Um, I mean she might not even know.
She might-she might genuinely think that Paul’s your dad, you know?
Uh… fuck.
Yeah, look.
You, uh, you must be feeling a lot of things right now.
It’s-it’s normal for your head to be swirling.
If you want to talk to me, ever, I’m here, okay?
♪ ♪
If you’d known you were my dad, would you have been around?
I’m unsure about a lot of things, Aidan.
But… not this.
If I’d seen you when you were born… if I knew you were mine, if I had held you as a baby, nothing in the world would have dragged me away.
♪ ♪
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
♪ ♪
Oh.
I, uh…
I didn’t have the guts to ask for your number.
So you thought you’d just show up to my house?
Isn’t that better than Internet stalking?
Mm.
[chuckles] I, uh, I was gonna ask you out.
That was the plan.
But I, uh, realised I don’t need a date.
I, uh, I need a therapist.
I… I’ve found two dead bodies in the past few days, but it hasn’t messed me up like it should because I’m already a mess.
My sister was killed.
A long time ago, high school.
But I never moved on, never… never put it behind me.
And then with relationships with women, um, there’s only one woman who ever seems right for me, and we weren’t even happy when we were together, so what’s that about?
I just, I-I want… I want to move past it all, but I can’t get there without help.
Just a sec.
No Internet stalking required.
Right.
Thank you.
All right.
Laz?
The woman, the one you were never happy with, were the two of you together in high school?
Yeah.
Well, she’s attached to a time when your sister was alive.
That’s why it feels right, even though it’s not.
[phone buzzing]
Sorry, I have to take this.
Bye.
Hi.
[Seth] Hi. Um…
Look, we’re wondering if you’d like to stop by the station.
This about Billy attacking me?
Yeah.
You’re a shit liar, Seth.
[percussive music playing]
[engine starts]
[siren wailing]
Margot MacIntyre was stabbed in the chest.
With an oddly shaped serrated knife, by the looks of it.
It doesn’t appear as if her corpse was moved far after her murder.
Meaning we think–
Someone brought a knife into the woods.
This was premeditated.
Billy told me he was in the Caribbean when my dad was killed.
But I have doubts.
You’re right, he was lying.
Billy MacIntyre was in rehab when your father died.
In rehab?
Let’s say that Billy did kill his mother.
Let’s say your psychoanalytical skills are spot-on.
It still doesn’t tell me how you knew it would happen now.
I met with Billy recently.
We talked and I got, I don’t know, a feeling.
A feeling?
You know what?
All you have is feelings.
You feel suspicious of me.
But you have no actual evidence against me, and you never will because I didn’t kill Margot.
We’ve barely begun our investigation.
Well, let’s get started.
Take my fingerprints.
Take my DNA. Swab every orifice I’ve got.
I’m all yours.
I know you didn’t kill Margot MacIntyre.
Because I’ve been tailing you.
You what?
I didn’t trust you.
And I still don’t.
[intriguing music playing]
I wasn’t joking, before.
You’re a great friend. And I’m a dick.
It’s all right.
No, it’s not. It’s not.
How did you know Margot was dead, Laz?
I saw her.
As a ghost.
Come on. How did you really know?
Have you really not believed me, this whole time?
Look, after Sutton died, you had a proper breakdown.
If that’s what was happening again here, I just wanted to be there for you.
That’s it.
But I mean…
Seeing ghosts? Come on.
I get it, Seth.
You were playing along.
No.
No, I wasn’t playing, Laz, I… I just thought you were, I don’t know, in trauma over your dad.
Or maybe sleep deprived, and having dreams that felt real.
Or-or maybe some new medication was fucking with you and some weird memories were coming back and they were like hallucinations or something.
There are so many explanations beyond actual fucking ghosts.
Ghosts?
And I’m… I’m stuck now, Laz.
Because Margot dying right now, and you knowing about it in advance, doesn’t make sense with any explanation I’ve got.
So please, what the fuck is going on?
My answer won’t change, mate.
It’s real.
Look, I can’t officially be showing you this, but it turns out your dad wrote Billy’s original referral letter to rehab, over 20 years ago.
And he’s detailed the reason why Billy was sneaking around your dad’s office.
[Lazarus] Billy used to steal temazepam from Dad.
Margot got Dad to write a referral letter, for treatment, for addiction to benzodiazepines.
An addiction he’s dealt with his whole life.
Why are you telling me this?
It wasn’t your fault, Jenna… that you kissed Billy.
Because I’m pretty sure he spiked your drink, the night of the dance.
Billy thought Sutton was gonna break up with him.
Hehe knew you fancied him, so he drugged you, used you to make Sutton jealous.
Mm. Oh, my God.
Yeah, hehe did give me a drink.
I remember. Yeah.
It was spiked?
That’s why you don’t remember much about it.
Why it affected you so hard, so fast.
Cognitive, decision-making areas of your brain were severely impaired.
Meaning you had little, even no control over your body.
[sobs]
It wasn’t your fault that Sutton left the dance.
And I know…
I know she would understand.
[exhales]
Thank you.
I still should have told you the truth. [sniffles]
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I’m sorry.
I am, too.
[Jenna laughs]
[young Lazarus] Ladies and gentlemen…
[Jenna] Aw…
You and Seth.
[laughs] I hold you personally responsible for that haircut.
[laughs] How is something on your head my fault?
Your silence enabled it.
[laughs]
Come on, Dad.
[Jenna] She was so pretty.
Yeah, she was.
Mm.
[young Lazarus] Hello.
Ah, Laz.
Don’t mind me.
[chatter continues]
[dramatic music playing]
It’s not right.
You know nothing about fashion.
[Jenna] What?
I love it!
Give me that.
I was at Sam Olsen’s house a few days ago.
And he… hehe had this toy dog.
Olsen said that he helped Sutton find Grandma’s dog when Sutton was a little kid.
And that she gave him that stuffed dog as a thankyou.
Okay.
So…?
So, uh…
So there.
That’s the dog.
In her bedroom.
On the night she was killed.
So she couldn’t have given it to him as a little kid.
He must’ve taken it from her bedroom… when she was murdered.
[atmospheric music playing]
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