♪ ♪
(birds chirping)
(sighs)
- Hi, Sharon. - Good morning.
(wind chimes tinkling)
Hi, neighbor.
I'm Sharon Norman,
and as head of the Neighborhood Welcome Committee,
I welcome you with this welcome walnut pie.
Wow. (laughs)
I feel very welcomed.
(laughs) No sugar, dairy or gluten.
So no flavor.
I'm kidding.
(both laughing)
Oh, this is so thoughtful.
I'm Beryl.
Oh, I know all about you, Beryl Nix.
Uh, or at least what's public record.
So my reputation precedes me.
We like to know who's joining our little hamlet here.
"We"?
We are a very close-knit community,
and you lucked out living next door to me.
I am the head of the Garden Club,
the PTA, the Social Committee.
Social Committee?
So you know where I can get the good drugs.
Kidding again, Sharon.
Oh. I could tell you were gonna be fun.
Guilty as charged.
But I moved here to get away from all the fun
of the city and its... everything.
The quiet nothing of here will help me focus on my art.
You'll find there's a lot of life here.
This is our community calendar.
And while we do not have an HOA, I put together a list
of suggested guidelines that we like to follow.
Oh, can't wait to meet this "we."
(laughs) It's things like outdoor light wattages,
noise considerations like the wind chimes
that you put in over the weekend on your yard.
They haven't broken any noise ordinances... yet.
- Just kidding. - You got me.
(both laughing)
Oh, landscape maintenance.
You know, that big old wild tree on our property line
blocks a lot of the natural light to my studio.
Again, these are just suggested guidelines.
This is our Towering Maple,
and it has been sort of grandfathered in.
Is it?
We find that very convenient.
Anyway, thank you for the pie, rules and hopefully drugs.
Just kidding, neighbor.
(wind chimes tinkling)
♪ ♪
(exhales)
(wind chimes tinkling loudly)
(birds chirping)
Do we have new blossoms?
Ugh. I am buying her shades.
Phil will open up his shop early for me.
It's not a big deal.
I was looking at the painting. It's not bad.
The '60s are dead, honey.
She's not even a real artist.
She's just rich and bored.
And cold, apparently.
I see more nudity at work every day.
The sordid life of an anesthesiologist.
Indeed.
Have a good day, please.
I always do.
(line ringing)
- Beryl is having a party again. - (muffled music playing)
LUCAS: We're invited. Could be fun.
Ugh.
Hard pass.
And she's again asking us to trim the tree.
"The Towering is overpowering."
(chuckling): Rad. Doughnuts.
Absolutely not. No, this is bribery.
Put that back.
Take an apple. Go upstairs. This is adult stuff.
Seems pretty childish to me.
(muffled music continues)
♪ ♪
- (lively chatter) - (rhythmic drumming)
The only thing worse than wind chimes:
drum circles.
She's keeping me awake on purpose.
LUCAS: Well, at least she's on the beat.
Come back to bed.
(kisses)
It's so funny to you.
You're gone all day, and I'm dealing with
this tension and harassment.
Honey, I'm in an operating room.
And how many years have I come home to you
fired up about noise
or too many cars parked on the street or the...
the arbor rights fight?
The maple is a bit unruly.
Do you remember when we found this house?
We walked up that drive,
we saw that tree,
and we both knew
that we were gonna make this house our home.
And under that unruly maple...
...we'd lie there and you'd read to me
with my belly out to here.
That's where Avery took her first steps.
That's where she tested her bravery
and she climbed higher and higher under our watchful gaze.
And when I see our...
Towering Maple on the horizon,
I know that I am almost home.
It grows, and it grows with us.
I didn't realize how important that tree is to you.
It's family.
And no member of our family will ever,
ever be touched by that woman.
SAWYER: Your tree is dead.
But how? What happened?
It's nature, man.
It sucks sometimes.
Oh, Sharon.
I'm so sorry.
It was such a massive presence in all our lives.
(chain saw revving)
♪
And the final Halloween event on the agenda is
the Haunted Maze.
And this year, it goes to Beryl Nix.
(whooping, laughter)
I will email you the names of the high school volunteers
who are going to help, and...
Well, Sharon, we've been talking.
"We"?
The ladies and I
think this year I should amp up the maze.
Make it really, really scary,
unlike past-- no offense-- boring years.
OTHERS: No offense.
None taken. (laughs)
But we don't want to traumatize the kids.
Brayden had to sleep in bed
with you for a week after last year's.
That's because he saw a real spider in the maze.
I think Beryl has a great idea-- spice it up.
Okay.
What did you have in mind?
BERYL: Oh, you know me.
I take inspiration here, there, everywhere, so...
I haven't settled on my vision just yet,
but I do see me in the center in a fabulous display.
SHARON: Where are you going to get
your costumes, props, lighting, fog machines?
You know, there isn't much time.
(groans) My brain.
I don't have the space to think of all the nuts and bolts.
To realize the horror and gore
deserving of our community, I'll need help.
- Ah. Ah! - Anyone?
- (laughter) - I'd love to.
- BERYL: You? You, too? - NEIGHBOR: Yeah.
- Oh, every... Oh, great. - Yeah.
Fine. I'll help.
I'm very busy, but I live next door,
and my event is locked in. (laughs)
Well, you're the best of the best.
Thank you, Sharon.
You're welcome.
- Great. - (squeals)
I'm gonna be so excited.
BERYL: Do you know what I'm thinking,
is some found objects.
- NEIGHBOR: Yeah. - BERYL: And material,
like, from the neighborhood.
- (growling) - (howling)
- (snarls) - (screaming)
(eerie laughter)
- Congratulations. - (screaming)
You're halfway there.
Collect your candy.
(bell jingling)
The maze is closing for the costume contest.
Hurry, or the Headless Horseman will catch you.
- (chain saw buzzing) - (laughing evilly)
(insects trilling)
Boo!
(laughing): Mom.
You do this every year.
Because Jump-Scare-Crow works every year.
- Mm-hmm. - Hey, where's your costume?
Um...
See? Are you happy?
Purr-fectly.
- Mm-hmm. - Okay. Go have fun. Be safe.
(owl hooting)
♪
(chain saw revving)
Sharon?
(chain saw buzzing)
- (birds chirping) - (wind chimes jingling)
Good morning.
Hi. Can I help you?
I'm good.
Classic Beryl.
After a wild night, she usually isn't awake
or home until later.
Uh, well, we're just here to clean up the maze props.
We've got a schedule.
Oh. Go ahead.
I hereby grant you permission
as president of the Neighborhood Events Committee.
A signature would do better.
You got it.
Happy Halloween.
♪ ♪
(wind chimes jingling)
(loud chatter)
Why do we have an extra head?
Oh, my God.
- (chuckling): You're a genius. - (scoffs)
Not my design, but I'll take it.
Hey, Rivers, check this out.
If you hold down the space bar,
you can move your cursor wherever you want.
How did I not know that?
You know, I'll be impressed with IT
when you guys upgrade our Wi-Fi.
IT?
Desk duty wouldn't be half as bad
if our Internet wasn't Stone Age dial-up.
Well, you know, in IT, we say that patience is a virtue.
It builds character.
Something someone on desk duty may need.
ELSBETH (Cockney accent): Out of my way, love.
Out of my way.
I love it.
(normal accent): Hey, Julia.
To what do we owe the honor?
JULIA: You know, just here
- helping the old man. - WAGNER: Hi, hon.
- Right on time. - Hi, Daddy. And you're not.
Head into my office. I'll be in there in a second.
- Oh. - (Donnelly mouthing)
ELSBETH (Cockney accent): Not without these.
Thank you, Eliza.
WAGNER: We got a call.
It's a case outside the city.
They found a...
Halloween is over. What's going on?
Cap'n, 'alloween ain't just one day.
In here, it is.
(normal accent): Okay, the truth is
my costumes arrived late.
But how do you pick just one My Fair Lady costume?
You can't, so I'm doing Halloweek.
I thought you were from Newsies.
WAGNER: Either way, you're gonna love this.
They found a severed head.
(gasps)
(Cockney accent): Oh!
(chuckling): Whoa, cool.
But you're never gonna guess where.
(normal accent): Great Neck?
(siren wailing)
(indistinct police radio chatter)
I thought we picked up all of our props.
We just kind of scoop and then sort 'em later
- at our warehouse in the city. - ELSBETH: Mm.
Well, with the owner dead,
who let you in to do all the scooping?
- SHARON: Who's in charge here? - Ugh.
Her.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
these nice suburban ladies freak me out.
(sighs) Where is Sheriff Pete? Why is the NYPD here?
We are all terrified.
Well, I'm Detective Donnelly, and this is Elsa?
SHARON and ELSBETH: Eliza.
Thank you.
But really, Elsbeth Tascioni.
And you are?
Sharon Norman. I live next door,
and I am president of the Neighborhood Safety Committee,
so I demand to know, what is going on here?
Well, we found a body in Manhattan,
which is why we're, uh, covering the case.
And that body appears to have come from this maze.
Beryl Nix.
(gasps)
SHARON: Not Beryl.
I knew that she should not have hired those outsiders.
Who are those men?
Uh, well, he goes by Chop.
(scoffs) Enough said.
He said it's because he likes chopped salad.
Do you know how Beryl died?
Because you didn't even ask
before going straight to blaming Chop.
(scoffs) Well, it is simple math.
Somebody died with people like that around?
I was not raised to be nosy, but I-I have to know--
what happened?
We found her head, then her body.
- Oh... - How long have you been neighbors?
SHARON: Heavens. Uh...
Let's see. It's, uh... it's hard to think.
(chimes tinkling loudly)
Uh... (sighs)
She moved in, um...
...May 3, 2022.
Were you friends?
(stammers) You close or...
No, but we were neighborly.
And let's just say she had a different lifestyle,
but I respected her
and she respected...
- (sighs) - (tinkling stops)
I'm so sorry.
I'm just on edge, and...
this is very, very scary.
I have to alert the neighborhood
that there is a killer on the loose.
Can you believe it?
Someone beheaded in Sleepy Hollow?
- (sighs) - (chimes tinkling)
(tinkling stops)
(Cockney accent): Abso-bloomin'-lutely.
♪ ♪
(bats squeaking)
All right, Dad, so, once again, we're going up here and--
I-I-I got it.
Okay. Let's see.
(printer whirring)
(groans) What the...
- I did everything right. - Because you went to print,
but you have to choose "Save as PDF."
Well, how does that make any sense?
(chuckles, scoffs)
- (knocking) - Come in.
Captain, I have an update on the, um...
I'm sorry. I can come back if...
No. Uh, I welcome the interruption.
This is my daughter, Julia. Julia, Cameron.
He's one of our MEs.
- Hi. - Hi.
- (chuckles) - Uh, you were saying?
Yes. So, um, we established
Beryl Nix's exact time of death from her wrist fitness tracker's
heart rate monitor.
Exact? Uh, that's helpful.
The PPG tech with optical heart rate sensors
used in fitness trackers is pretty accurate.
Certainly makes my job a lot easier.
(chuckles)
Do you have one?
No. I'm a software engineer
who avoids exercise if at all possible.
- (Julia and Cameron laugh) - She's here to help
her old man with, uh,
some tech issues.
I'm the most patient of all his kids.
I don't like the way the IT guys here talk to me,
like I don't know what I'm doing.
No, I-I get it. Um...
I've been trying to update my department's software,
but, I mean, I'm afraid to ask.
And I don't even know where to start.
I can help.
If you're looking for a better CMS,
there's some good COTS options.
Right.
(laughs)
How about this? Uh...
Let's grab lunch today.
Uh, we're having lunch.
Right.
Well, how about coffee before work
- day after tomorrow? - Great. Yes.
I will brush up on my acronyms before then.
(laughs)
Here's my number.
Just text me.
Here you go.
Will do. Thanks, Julia.
JULIA: Mm-hmm.
Captain.
What?
Come on. Back to it, Captain Luddite.
Come on.
ELSBETH: Thank you so much for letting me talk to you.
Everyone says you're "the person who'd know"
when it comes to the neighborhood.
I do like to stay connected.
- (chuckles) - Your yard is...
(Cockney accent): oh so loverly.
Thank you. I have won Green Thumb of the Year
six years running.
Congratulations.
My grandmother had a green thumb.
She adored violets.
I'm more of a "sell-uh" than a "grow-uh."
Well, it relaxes me. Which is...
(sighs) ...what I need at a time like this.
Have those maze roustabouts been arrested yet?
"Roustabouts"?
You are really convinced it was them.
Well, all I know is that, one day, our community is safe
and, the next day, there is a loose head.
And the only thing that changed was them.
So, the sooner you arrest them,
the sooner we will be safe again.
Well, Chop and his crew were on break when Beryl died.
Getting high, no doubt.
On cheese.
They were sharing the cutest
little Halloween-themed charcuterie board
on their truck. One of the workers
is in culinary school.
It had these little olive...
eyeballs.
Little teeth. (mutters)
Anyway,
we are looking local now.
Where were you on Halloween?
(wind chimes tinkling)
Wow, those wind chimes carry, huh?
I don't even notice.
Um, if you need to know,
on Halloween, I was doing my customary Jump-Scare-Crow.
(chuckles) Which everybody loves.
I, uh, sit on my front porch,
and then when kids come to trick-or-treat, I jump!
- (yelps) - (chuckles)
And scare them.
(laughs)
- See? I got you. - (laughs)
SHARON: So you can ask any of the kids
who were brave enough to visit my porch.
Oh. Right.
Uh, speaking of your porch,
I noticed the plaque.
"Towering Maple."
Was that the maple?
Your home's namesake?
You must have been devastated to lose that.
It's nature.
It sucks sometimes.
You know, things just come and go
and live and die, but...
...our house will remain Towering Maple
with or without that tree.
Well, that's sweet.
Speaking of coming and going...
...as I said, I am not one to be nosy,
but have the police talked to any of the many men
that would visit Beryl
at all hours of the night?
Some marriages may last longer now that she's gone.
Well, we'll definitely look into that.
(Cockney accent): 'Cause I am nosy.
(both chuckling)
Oh.
ELSBETH: Lots of neighborhood husbands,
according to Sharon.
DONNELLY: Yeah, lots of suspects,
according to me.
ELSBETH: You know, Sharon knows
everything about her neighbors.
And, meanwhile, I haven't even met one of mine.
How does that work?
Well, that's the beauty of New York,
is everyone minds their business.
You're only separated by a wall or floor.
In these small towns and suburbs,
you get more space but less privacy.
Mm.
I suppose.
But I'd like to know who I'm sharing walls and floors with.
I accidentally dropped one
of Gonzo's favorite toys in the hall.
I put up notices, and no one reached out.
Well, just because you don't know your neighbors doesn't mean
that they're not looking out for you.
You'll see.
That's very optimistic of you.
Must be all the Halloween candy.
No costume today?
Never mind.
Do we have any leads?
Maybe too many.
Whittle them down and keep me posted.
Oh, uh, Cap'n?
Cap'n.
I've been trying not to ask, but any update on Kaya?
Oh. No.
But I'm sure she's fine.
She's probably on her next case.
This is the life of undercover work.
I understand.
I just... I miss my friend.
And I'm worried about her.
Well, I know one thing.
Kaya would love your costume.
(posh accent): What costume?
DONNELLY: Who's that?
BERYL: I should've known better than to trust you.
Psycho. I thought you were chill.
I am chill. Until I'm not.
And now I'm not.
Don't come back! Ever!
YOUNG MAN: I won't!
Me and Ave would hang at Beryl's.
We could eat, watch, smoke what we wanted.
Our parents are uptight as hell.
- "Ave"? - Avery.
- Avery Norman. - Sharon Norman's daughter?
Queen Uptight herself.
Are you supposed to be Cruella de Vil?
- Oh. Come on. - DONNELLY: We have
footage of you running from Beryl's
and her chasing after you and yelling.
You're the only person that left Beryl's unhappy.
Lovers' quarrel?
Dude. No.
She caught me taking her pain pills.
She had so many, I didn't think she'd notice.
But she did, and you saw what happened.
We certainly did, Xander.
What do you mean?
Detective Donnelly
is under the assumption that...
(posh accent): whomever stole
their pain pills did make them meet their demise.
What? (stammers)
I didn't make anybody meet their demise.
What is that accent?
If anybody, it was Ave.
She wanted to kill her.
- Why don't I believe you? - I swear.
Look at these texts.
"Oh, God, if that bitch calls the cops on you,
I'll kill her."
(Cockney accent): Garn...
- "Save as"? - (knocking)
You wanted to see me?
Yes.
Close the door.
(door closes)
I know you can't tell me much, but...
how's Kaya?
Correct. Um, I can't.
But as far as I know,
she's fine.
And I'm sure she'd appreciate you asking.
Well, that's good to hear.
Out of sight but not out of mind, right?
(chuckles)
Because some other people are in sight.
You know what I mean?
Sir?
There are two people that I care about
that I don't want to see hurt--
Kaya...
...and Julia.
Sir, no, our coffee...
(laughs)
...it's purely professional.
I know my daughter.
That may not be true on both ends, so...
why don't we simplify things
for everyone involved?
I understand, sir.
Sorry for any misunderstanding.
Mm.
Not at all.
AMY: We all got
Ring cameras because you said,
"More eyes, less crimes."
- And look how that worked out. - And you found the maze crew.
- The call is coming from inside the house, Sharon. - That's very interesting,
- Sharon. - I mean, am I wrong? Now she has nothing to say.
- Now she has nothing to say. - (indistinct chatter) - Quiet!
How dare you?
I have dedicated my life to this neighborhood.
And it was safe.
Until now.
So what changed?
Hmm? Exactly.
I think we have all learned a very valuable lesson.
Have the police made an arrest?
I can't say.
But I'm in close communication with them,
and it should be soon.
(posh accent): Do pardon our intrusion.
DONNELLY: Ladies.
We need to talk to Sharon alone.
(chuckles softly) Well, we're in the middle of a meeting, so--
We're gonna need to talk to you about some texts.
And Avery.
Avery?
I swear I was not at Beryl's on Halloween.
- But you did write those texts? - Well, yeah.
But I didn't mean anything.
You went to Beryl's? When?
Avery, where were you on Halloween at 8:47 p.m.?
- (chuckles nervously) - It's okay.
You can tell them. You were volunteering
at the costume contest.
But I wasn't.
SHARON: Avery, were you with that Xander boy?
- I am gonna make you go upstairs right now. - No. Oh, my God.
I was with Dad.
I hate costumes.
I don't even like Halloween.
I haven't liked it since I was 12.
ELSBETH: That must have been
so tough for a girl growing up in Sleepy Hollow.
Again, where were you?
My dad and I go out to eat on Halloween.
SHARON: Excuse me. (stammers)
Your father was supposedly working late.
Do you have proof of this?
You were at Splitz's Diner?
- By the mall? - You never let me do anything fun.
Why is the photo album titled "MFT"?
Go ahead. It's not like it could get any worse.
Um...
"Mom-Free Time."
It's stuff my dad and I do together without Mom.
Sorry, Mom.
Well, the metadata on the photo
shows it was taken around the same time that Beryl died.
But...
it is possible that, uh, Avery could have been involved,
- with a few minutes to spare. - Mm.
No, it's not possible.
She doesn't know the maze.
It would take too long.
Well, there's only one way to find out.
Take me through it.
I'm gonna stay here with Avery.
SHARON: I am great
at puzzles, and do you see how long this is taking me?
There is no way that my daughter did this.
I knew that Xander boy was trouble.
He only got into state schools.
Oh, we actually cleared him.
Yeah, he has a shoulder injury from lacrosse,
so he couldn't have lifted the murder weapon.
And that would be?
Oh. Right.
Um, it was a chain saw.
Yeah. We found it in Beryl's art studio.
- Oh, my God. - So, Xander started stealing Beryl's pain pills
for his shoulder pain when his doctor wouldn't prescribe more.
Unbelievable. It just goes to show,
you have no idea what's going on in your neighbor's house.
Yeah. Or your own.
I saw the look of pain on your face
when you learned about Mom-Free Time.
You think you're in control.
You think you know things.
But most things are outside of anyone's control.
Especially as a parent.
Don't you agree?
Not at all.
That is a lazy excuse for not being involved.
I have dedicated my life to...
Being involved?
Caring.
Now, is it left or is it right?
- Hmm. Oh, wait. - (spooky ringtone playing)
So, hold on. Hold on.
The call is pausing the timer.
(posh accent): Salutations.
(gasps)
(normal accent): They're gonna charge her?
But she's a minor.
Avery?
(gasps) They're cuffing her now? On camera?
(wind chimes tinkling)
Wow!
(Cockney accent): You move bloody fast!
Avery?! Wh-Where is she?
Is she under arrest?
Avery?
Oh. You mean the call?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Detective Donnelly and I were catching up
on my favorite reality show
Lavish Ladies.
Oh, the drama never ends.
(chuckles): No, Avery's fine.
Oh, thank God.
Oh.
Oh, thank God. Let me just catch my breath and we'll...
resume the maze.
Uh, no. Not necessary.
I got what I needed.
You navigated your way in and out of that maze,
no problem.
So this was a test?
- (posh accent): Of course. - Of what?
My mama bear adrenaline?
Is that all?
You helped Beryl organize that maze.
No doubt, you had a copy of the plans.
You know every square inch of that maze.
(scoffs)
You big-city cops are unbelievable.
(posh accent): I'm not a cop.
I'm a lady.
You come to our town
and you accuse one of our innocent high school boys
and then you accuse my innocent daughter
and then you accuse...
me.
The one person that cares the most
about the safety of this neighborhood.
Well, you know, why not?
Let's just throw it on Sharon.
Because everybody blames everything on me anyway.
That's what I get for...
(sniffles)
...for trying to help.
That's not true.
A lot of good can come from helping.
So, help.
Show us big-city cops how wrong we are
so we can focus elsewhere.
How can I help you if... (sniffles)
you don't believe me?
Well,
you said you were on your porch all night.
Right?
So don't tell us--
show us.
It's in your control
to prove your innocence.
There's...
a Ring camera
at your house, isn't there?
(scoffs, chuckles)
(posh accent): Yeah.
Whatever's so funny?
Nothing.
I will get you that footage.
And you will see that I was there.
All night.
We saw you on Sharon Norman's Ring camera footage
looking very comfortable with a chain saw.
Well, yeah. I hope so.
I cut down trees for a living.
Was one of those trees Sharon's Towering Maple?
Yeah.
Why did you cut that down?
It was dead.
How did it die?
Old age? I don't know.
How did Sharon feel about it?
Feel? Fine.
Listen, I don't get into stuff like that.
It's bad for business.
DONNELLY: So, if you spend your days
sawing through big trees,
it wouldn't take you long at all
to saw through something a little bit easier like...
Whoa.
What?
Did a lady really get her head cut off?
And why are you dressed like that?
- Is this a prank show? - It can feel like that sometimes.
Why did you say it was bad for business?
Look, I like dealing with earth stuff, not people.
I don't want to get called in for lawsuits.
I cut, I dispose, and I don't ask questions.
What kind of questions would there be?
A lot of trees that suddenly die of "old age"
are on property lines.
♪ ♪
Sorry to tell you this,
but your Towering Maple may have been poisoned.
(chuckles)
Poisoned?
Mm. No. Unlikely.
Weren't you ever suspicious?
It died so suddenly, according to your tree doctor.
If Beryl poisoned the tree, then I'm sure it was an accident.
Why are we talking about this?
Didn't my Ring cam footage show that I was here?
I never said Beryl did it.
Well, who else could it possibly have been?
She used chemicals in her art.
If the tree was poisoned, then let's just say it was Beryl.
Okay, let's.
Then I forgive her.
Because there are more important things in life.
I'm just surprised.
Because if someone poisoned the namesake of my home, I'd...
You'd have to learn to let things go, Eliza.
Like you said,
not everything is in your control.
Now, if you don't mind?
Oh. (posh accent): Of course.
I have a ball to get to anyway.
(normal accent): I just hope...
...the poison doesn't affect the rest of your beautiful yard.
I appreciate your concern,
but I'm not worried.
What I am worried about is, there's a killer on the loose.
Me, too.
But it shouldn't be much longer.
You warned Cameron off me, didn't you?
Go on.
What are you worried about? You're the boss, right?
Cameron has work to do.
How it affects his social life is up to him.
I knew you would do this.
You never miss the chance to throw your power around
- to mess with my life. - Oh, is that so?
- Yes. - It's your life.
But this precinct and these people,
- it's my world. - (laughs)
That is so classic.
You know I'm the only one of your kids you'd do this to.
- Oh, come on. - Be real, Dad.
If one of them came in here
and hit it off with one of your officers,
you'd pull that officer in and warn them off?
Huh?
Look at me and tell me that's true.
I only...
ever want to protect you.
I'm 27.
I'm not this kid you keep framed in your desk.
I don't need your protection.
I may one day want your approval.
But only when I ask for it.
Got it.
You're 27.
You know everything.
Well, hotshot,
why don't you tell me why I saved this file to my desktop
and it's not there, huh?
I can't with you.
Julia.
Damn it.
- (children laughing) - DONNELLY: Any updates on Gonzo's toy?
Oh. No.
Not yet.
This whole case has me thinking
maybe I don't want to know my neighbors.
Eh. Don't get cynical like the rest of us.
Not yet.
So far,
Sharon's alibi checks out.
- It's not helpful that she's off-screen, but still. - (shrieking)
Mm.
Isn't that convenient?
Ugh, I just know she did it.
I watched her dig up her plants
and replace the soil the day after the murder.
My grandma used to let me help her in the garden.
There's no reason to do all that unless she knew
the poison from the tree would spread.
But how did she kill Beryl?
(Elsbeth groans)
There's the time of death,
and we haven't seen Sharon move.
- So it seems. - CHILDREN: One, two,
three, four,
- five. - (Cockney accent): Just you wait,
Sharon Norman.
Just you wait.
(crows cawing)
(wind chimes tinkling loudly)
♪ I ♪
♪ I... ♪
Do you mind?!
Oh.
I thought you didn't notice Beryl's wind chimes.
This is starting to feel like harassment.
And it was cute at first,
with the costumes, but...
you're doing a lot.
Even for Sleepy Hollow.
Halloween is over.
Oh. It's not over just yet.
We have one more scare.
- We solved the murder! - (gasps)
(laughs)
How?
A fingerprint.
Come on. I'll show you.
In there?
I never got a chance to go through the maze
when it was all dressed up.
- So... - (loud buzzing)
(both screaming)
- (laughing) - God.
No, this chain saw is from Chop's crew.
Doesn't have a chain.
See?
None of their chain saws had chains.
You assumed that those outsider roustabouts
didn't care about safety.
But that was their top priority.
So I'll give them a good Yelp review.
What do I care?
You thought, with all of their chain saws,
they'd be blamed for Beryl's death.
(scoffs) Don't be ridiculous.
Why would I care who is blamed for Beryl's death?
Why, indeed.
Shall we?
- (buzzing) - (both scream)
Oh. Would you stop?
This...
is the murder weapon.
Beryl's chain saw.
You used this
to kill her
and then you stashed it back in her art studio.
And then you gave Chop's crew permission
to clean up the crime scene.
Your frame job complete,
you assumed your role of concerned neighbor.
I am a concerned neighbor.
You hated Beryl.
Everyone knew it. Your own daughter had to hide
that she spent time with her.
Hating your neighbor does not make you a murderer.
Beryl was a nuisance to this neighborhood.
Ask around. Everyone will agree.
We could not stand her.
Now, where is this damn fingerprint?
I did ask around.
What are you all doing here?
- Hi, Sharon. - Hi, Sharon.
Oh, honey.
- Avery. - AVERY: Mom.
Beryl was cool.
She let me be myself.
AMY: And we loved her.
She had us trying fun new things all the time.
What are you talking about?
She was sleeping with all of your husbands.
TARA: She wasn't sleeping with them.
She was teaching them pottery to surprise us.
We've all gotten ashtrays
- for our birthdays. - And anniversary.
He could've done better.
TARA: We should have known when you
wanted to help Beryl with something actually fun for once.
SHARON: For once?
I don't deserve this.
Show me the evidence now.
We did find a fingerprint.
But it wasn't on the chain saw.
- And it wasn't the murderer's fingerprint. - (children laughing)
Okay.
That's Tommy Forst.
- Keep watching. - And brave little Tommy
was dared by his friends to hold your hand.
- One, two... - But the time stamp shows
- it was the exact moment that Beryl was murdered. - ...three, four,
- five. - And you didn't move.
I don't scare everyone.
Tommy is a sensitive boy.
I did not want to traumatize him.
We found your Jump-Scare-Crow dummy
in the back of your garage.
And on its rubber glove-- Tommy's fingerprints.
Proving that you weren't on the porch at the time of the murder.
I probably went to the bathroom and changed out the dummy.
That's a perfectly reasonable explanation.
But the fingerprint was just enough to get us a warrant.
We tested the pipes of the washing machine
where you washed the scrubs that you wore when you killed Beryl.
And, well...
we found a little bit of Beryl.
(others gasping, groaning)
Why didn't you just say that from the beginning?!
I hate mazes!
Because...
it's the perfect end to Halloweek.
- (crying) - And it really brought the neighborhood together.
How could you all love Beryl?!
She was a killer!
She was my tree killer!
Actually, honey, that was me.
I-I thought
that removing the tree would end your petty feud with Beryl.
But no matter how perfect our life was,
you could never be happy.
SHARON: You're all gonna miss me.
- You're gonna regret this. - ELSBETH: Oh...
(dramatic voice): I think Sleepy Hollow will be just fine
without Sharon Norman.
Ha. (chuckles)
That was my last one. I promise.
I'll write up the report.
How's this?
"Trace amounts of blood of the slain
stayed mainly in the drain."
(laughing)
- Needs work. - Oh, no, it's perfect.
(siren chirps)
You deleted your cloud?
No.
I don't even know what that is.
But I knew it would get you here.
Good ploy.
(door closes)
I'm sorry, kid.
I know it's a cliché, but it's true.
It's hard...
...for parents to accept their kids as adults.
Well, me at least.
Every day I looked at this photo...
...on my desk...
...of my little girl.
At the girl I was raising to be independent
and to make her own choices...
Don't take all the credit.
Mom did most of it.
- Hey now. - (chuckles)
But here in front of me...
...is that adult.
Inserting myself as if I know best
was me being a bad dad.
I'll know better moving forward.
How did you get this picture printed?
Uh, it wasn't easy, let me tell you.
(chuckles)
You could never be a bad dad.
Oh.
(knocking)
Oh. That's for me.
I have a dinner date.
Don't worry. It's not Cameron.
- Hey. - Good night, Daddy.
RIVERS: Good night, Dad-- er, um...
Captain.
- Sir. Uh, you know, I'm... - Mm. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Love you. (chuckles, clears throat)
Oh.
Damn.
Damn, damn, damn.
♪ ♪
Thank you!
Whoever you are.
Gonzo.
- Look what I found. - (barks)
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