02x02 - Cold w*r - Part 2

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Hi. Tim Henley.

The day after

you met him at the diner,

he didn't show up for school.

He smells something familiar.

Kyle Granger,

you're wanted for questioning

in regard to the m*rder

of Tim Henley.

No, I I didn't

do anything wrong!

-Dad!

-Let's go.

All right, Merry Christmas!

Vy?

I know you're closing,

but I need someone to talk to.

Of course. Come on.

Have you heard from Kyle?

No.

I don't believe he's guilty,

but Dad said the school

has video evidence

suggesting otherwise.

What kind of video evidence?

You won't give me any details.

Wait I'm sorry,

Kyle was at the school?

I thought he was studying

with you at the diner.

He accidentally forgot

a book he needed

in his locker at school,

so he left to go get it.

How long was he gone?

He didn't come back.

But that's not proof

of anything.

Look, I know that

you're scared for Kyle, but

your dad wouldn't

call him in for questioning

without good reason.

It just

It still hurts, you know?

Hey, come here.

I am here for you, you know?

Always.

I know.

Can I ask

what happened

between you and my dad?

I'm not blind.

I saw how close

you two were getting.

-Even now you're defending him.

-I

And I really like

that you're in his corner.

But something

changed this year.

I just think we got

we got busy doing other things.

So it has nothing to do with me?

What? No! Come on.

Great! Then

there's no reason

not to re-hire me, right?

Walked right into that one.

-My resume.

-Um

I have excellent references.

In fact, you're one of 'em.

Just know I'm here for you.

Like you've been here for me.

Detective Wilner?

IT had a look at these

number sequences you sent them,

and they came up empty.

If you want,

we can outsource it.

No, that's

that's all right, thanks.

Understood.

Also, Emily Lane

is here to see you.

Hey.

I was hoping

we could talk about Violet.

She's really upset about Kyle.

Yeah, she's giving me

the cold shoulder.

I had no idea they were friends.

She doesn't share things with me

like she used to.

-She talks to you, though.

-Well

I'm a strong female role model.

Also not a cop.

She's 17, you know?

She's gotta start making

her own decisions some time.

Yeah, but getting involved

with the suspect?

What'll it do to her

if he turns out to be guilty?

Do you really think

it'll come to that?

I hope not.

He's maintaining his innocence.

We didn't have

enough to hold him.

You know, I've been following

the story in the media

this past week.

They're saying it may have been

a head injury

that k*lled Henley?

Looks that way, yeah.

Was there any kind of

death threat

found with the body?

How would you know that?

We didn't release that.

I went to his house after

Violet told me he was gone.

-What?!

-I just wanted to see

if he was there,

but I saw a little piece of tape

on the door; it looked like it

was holding something in place,

and I just kinda, you know,

put two and two together.

Look at this.

Okay, let me see.

Oh

"Leave town now, or the same

thing that happened to your dog"

"will happen to you."

But his dog was found unharmed.

Yeah, I guess whoever did it

didn't have the heart

to hurt an animal,

but they wanted Henley

to think he was dead.

But he packed a suitcase

and put it in his trunk,

so he took

that threat seriously.

So, why go to the school

to deliver your

resignation letter in person?

Why not just

send an email later?

Great question.

All roads

lead back to the school.

You know, you're gonna

need someone on the inside.

Come on!

You know I can handle it.

I proved it last year

when I infiltrated the choir

and saved Brooke's life,

thank you very much.

Absolutely not!

Even if I did approve,

it would take time

to build a believable

cover story

that explained

your presence there.

Mm

Way ahead of you.

Everyone, let's welcome

our newest addition to the team,

Coach Lane.

Don't forget to use your pawns.

They're called "pawns"

for a reason, right?

Ah, you waited too long

to castle.

You left your flank open.

Oh here we go.

Hey you okay?

I didn't do

what they said I did.

Are you talking about

Coach Henley?

-Nobody will listen to me.

-I'm listening.

Okay, look, the video

the police have of me

was taken completely

out of context.

I ran into Coach Henley

outside the school,

and he told me that my grades

weren't coming up enough,

and that if I didn't get

at least 75% of my next paper,

I'd be kicked off the team.

I mean

obviously I was so, so angry,

but not with him;

with myself.

I can't shake it.

Then use it.

Channel all that anger

into your game.

Just focus on the board and let

everything else fall away.

You got this.

Okay.

Maybe I missed my calling

as a motivational speaker.

I can't be sure

Kyle's telling the truth,

but if he's lying,

he sure is good at it.

Sorry. Sorry I'm late.

I need to talk to you. Now.

-Where have you been?

-I'm sorry, I was

Do you not care

about your future, Shayne?

I care, obviously

Are you gonna

throw away everything

you've worked towards?

You mean everything

you've worked towards?

-I can't

-Stop.

You're so close

to the finish line.

Okay?

Now, please, don't mess this up.

Compose yourself

and get in there.

Was that

just a dad's tough love?

Or is there

something more at play?

Detective Wilner, I am so

sorry for keeping you waiting.

This is Christmas, our biggest

season for dining room sets,

and of course, our order

gets lost in transit. Please.

I'm not here for furniture, Ray.

I need you to do

something for me.

I'm not sure I understand.

I know you get things done

for a price.

Now, as far as I can tell,

you operate mostly

in the grey area,

which is why

I've left you alone.

But

I need to know what

the numbers in this folder mean.

Well, surely you have

department resources

that'd be better suited

to that than, um

Unless

this isn't strictly

on the books!

You dippin' a toe in that

grey area yourself, Detective?

Can you do this for me, or not?

Well, it's obviously encrypted,

but, ah, I'm confident

I can get someone

to crack it for you

using perfectly legal methods.

Great. All right,

you know how to reach me.

Uh, Sam?

Feel free to leave

through the back door.

A cop's not great for business.

Happy holidays.

You too, Ray.

All right, so

Great practice, everyone.

-Oh, uh, Coach Lane?

-Yeah?

I just wanted to say thanks.

You really helped me

find my focus.

That's what I'm here for.

Any time.

See ya.

You were great with him today.

Oh, thanks.

You seem to be here a lot

during team sessions, Hollis.

Oh, I didn't think

it was so obvious.

I just love watching them play.

It's the highlight of my day.

-Do you play yourself?

-No.

I mean, a little, but I don't

hold a candle to these kids.

They're pretty special.

Kyle especially.

I think he's got

a bright future.

Yeah.

I noticed you got

some chops, too.

Did you notice anything else?

Being a fan, I mean.

I've got some stories, yeah.

Why don't you and I

play a game of chess,

and if you win, I'll tell you

some of those stories.

And if you win?

Then I'll regret not applying

for the coaching job.

Uh, how about tomorrow morning?

That works.

I'm here always

bright and early.

-Great.

-Great, okay.

-Okay.

-I'll see you then.

Hey, Sam, you got my message?

Thanks for the report.

Yeah, thanks

for trusting me with it.

Glad I can help.

Well, you do

have a knack for it.

Wait Was that

a compliment?

What's this?

Is the ice

finally starting to thaw?

Maybe there's hope for Sam yet.

Um, I should uh, I should go.

June is waiting for me inside.

Unless do you want to join?

No, uh, thank you.

I still have some work

I need to get done tonight.

Okay. Another time.

-How's Clyde doing?

-Happy and healthy.

I've been trying

to find him a home,

but it's always a little harder

with an older dog.

Oh, I wish I could take him.

Uh, you have your hands full

with your two little terrors.

Not to mention

running your store,

and now coaching the chess team?

Where do you find the energy?

A lot of coffee.

That is my secret.

Emily

I saw you chatting

with my dad earlier,

and I was wondering

if maybe the subject

of my employment came up?

We didn't we didn't

talk about that.

Sorry.

It's cool.

Never mind that!

Have you found

an outfit for the dance yet?

Um

I'm actually not sure

if I'm going anymore.

What happened?

I thought things were

moving in a good direction!

There've been

some complications.

There always are!

But you have to work

through them to get stronger.

Oh, God,

to be young and in love.

Is there any better feeling?

You left your rook wide open.

Checkmate.

You totally baited me.

That's kind of the point, yeah.

Who taught you how to play?

Self-taught.

Mostly me versus the computer.

My aunt and uncle

aren't much for games,

or any of my other hobbies,

for that matter.

Yeah, my parents are

constantly travelling for work.

It's exhausting.

I think being here at Lakeport

is the longest

I've been in one place.

It must be hard to make friends

when you travel a lot.

Yeah, well

all you really need

is one great friend, and then

you're never alone.

Um, so the other day,

when you went into that room

with the computers?

Yeah, coding club.

We meet there

a couple times a week.

Mm.

Can anyone use the room, or?

It's invite only.

Ms. Cambridge runs the program.

She hand-picks students

who she wants, but, uh

if you're interested,

I could talk to her for you.

That's okay. I don't think

she likes me very much.

Yeah, well, maybe she just

needs to get to know you better.

Worked for me.

Are you sure

you want to do that?

I think I hate this game.

Hi, boys.

I know you're hungry.

Just give Mama a second.

Digging through the trash

wasn't my finest moment,

but I had to see

what Shayne was so determined

to get rid of after

that argument with his dad.

School essays

Looks like Shayne

has a side hustle

selling papers

to other students.

I admire

the entrepreneurial spirit,

but he risks expulsion,

not to mention kissing his shot

at a scholarship goodbye

if he's ever caught.

Or

Coach, just wait.

Can we just talk

It's out of my hands, Shayne.

Maybe he already was.

Go get the old

chimney sweeper ♪

Make sure

the chimney is clean ♪

Not bad.

Why do I feel like

you're toying with me?

I like your Christmas tree.

Thank you.

I'm here more than I'm at home,

so why not enjoy the season,

right?

No, no.

Yeah mm-hm.

That's checkmate.

-Good game.

-Good game.

All right,

a promise is a promise.

What do you wanna know?

Yeah Were you here that night

Coach Henley delivered

his resignation letter?

Yeah, like I said,

I'm here all the time.

You know, first to arrive,

last to leave.

Did you see him that night?

No, but I might have heard him.

It's an old building.

Sound travels

through the vents, and

I remember

there was an argument

and I could

make out one of the voices.

It was Richard Leeland.

And the other was Coach Henley?

I'm not sure,

but I did see his car

parked behind the gym

blocking a fire lane.

Do you know how long

it was there for?

I just know that when I left,

his car was gone.

Why?

Well, just

the former chess coach

was m*rder*d.

As the new coach, I just

I wanna know

what I'm walking into.

Violet?

Hi.

I'm sorry I ghosted you.

I just needed time to think.

Look, I really like you,

and I promise I had nothing

to do with Coach Henley's death,

but I also completely understand

if you don't believe me.

Why wouldn't I believe you?

I mean, your dad doesn't.

Well, I'm not my dad.

He doesn't know you like I do.

-Wanna head to class?

-I guess.

Baby, I'm gonna be home

this Christmas ♪

Honey, I'm gonna be home ♪

Hey.

Sorry! My mind was elsewhere.

Hi!

What were you thinking about?

Ah, you know, just visions

of sugar plums and such.

And the fact that Tim Henley

likely never left the school

that night.

So it had to be his k*ller who

drove his car to Newark Airport.

Right.

Hey, uh, speaking of cars,

I noticed yours at the school

this morning

when I dropped Violet off.

You keepin' tabs on me now?

While you're there, your safety

is my responsibility.

I have a right

to be kept in the loop.

Mm-hm.

I do have an update for you,

actually.

So

I learned that Shayne Leeland

has been selling essays

to his fellow students.

-Vice-principal's son?

-Yeah.

I think Tim Henley

figured it out

and was planning

to report him to his dad.

There would have been

serious consequences.

Maybe even expulsion.

Yeah, exactly.

Oh, I also learned

from the custodian

that Richard Leeland was in

a shouting match with someone,

possibly Tim Henley,

on the night he died.

Funny, Richard didn't

mention that to me.

It could have something

to do with Shayne?

I could talk to him.

See if he opens up to me,

you know, coach-to-player.

All right.

In the meantime,

I'll talk to his dad,

see if Henley came to him

about the essay thing.

Look at us, teamin' up again.

-Not a team up.

-Really?

Hm, just kinda feels like it is.

-No.

-No?

No.

I admit, tempers

may have flared that night.

I mean, it was a big blow

to have him quit so suddenly.

Well, teachers can be replaced.

Tim was more

than just a teacher.

He single-handedly took our

chess team from the bottom five

to the top of the rankings

in only a few years.

Players were counting on him.

Scholarships are on the line.

Your son Shayne's up for one

of those scholarships, isn't he?

Yes, he is.

And that fact may have even

fuel led my anger that night,

but

once Tim explained

his situation,

calmer heads prevailed.

I was hoping you could explain.

I don't know what that is.

I've never seen it.

Hey, look, I'm not a teacher.

I'm not here to judge.

I just want to know why.

So, your son's name

didn't come up at all?

Why would it?

Henley didn't mention any issues

he may have been

having with Shayne?

What are you getting at,

Detective?

I don't know. It was, uh

an easy way to make money.

In my case,

the only way to make friends.

By helping them cheat?

Yeah, I'm the son

of the vice principal,

so nobody

really wants me around.

They all think

I'm a spy or something.

And here

I thought Violet had it tough

being a cop's daughter.

Did you ever sell Kyle a paper?

No.

I mean, I tried,

but he wouldn't take it,

even though

he was failing the class.

What about Coach Henley?

Did he figure out

what you were doing?

Yeah.

Did he tell your dad about it?

I don't know.

You know, sometimes I just

I can't wait

to get out of this place

and never look back, you know?

Can't say that

I haven't been there myself.

Why would my son

be selling essays?

This is a serious allegation.

Do you have any evidence

to back this up?

Not exactly.

Well, then,

I think we're done here.

Okay.

Oh, uh one last thing.

The morning

after the argument, what

what time did you arrive

at the school?

Around 7:30, as usual.

-Someone can vouch for that?

-Several someones.

I had no time to arrange

for a substitute teacher, so I

I took Tim's first period

English class myself.

And your son, Shayne?

He took that same class.

If you wouldn't mind,

I'd love to take a look

at the attendance records.

Mila, thanks for waiting.

Come in.

How'd it go with Shayne?

He knows he made a mistake

and he regrets it.

He's carrying a lot

of emotional baggage.

I think his dad

pushes him pretty hard.

Maybe too hard.

And the essay thing?

Henley caught him in the act.

It's unclear whether his dad

found out about it or not.

Richard insists he had no idea,

but I'm not sure I believe him.

Wait, Coach Bancroft?

There's no match today.

What brings you out?

It's none of your concern.

You changed your mind,

didn't you?

You came to accept

Leeland's offer?

It doesn't matter.

Apparently, the position's

already been filled.

Probably some

stuffy, old has-been.

Sounds about right.

You're not

wearing your lucky tie.

Oh, hah you noticed that?

I have a question for you.

What is that?

Why is Coach Henley's lucky tie

in the back seat of your car?

So what if Tim and I

were spending time together?

We broke no laws.

Well, the tie wasn't

the only possession of Henley's

we found in your car.

His coaching playbook

was in your glove box.

He left it at my apartment

during one of his visits.

I was planning on returning it.

When was the last time

you and Henley spoke?

At our most recent match.

Phone records say otherwise.

Shows here that he called you

the night he died.

You spoke

for over three minutes.

I remember now.

He called me

raving about something

that had nothing to do with me.

Accused me of stealing his dog.

I didn't even know he had one.

Seen this before?

No. Never.

Yet you're

no stranger to violence.

You had your boyfriend,

Victor Prova,

attack your opponent in the

chess finals back in the day.

Victor and I had broken up

and he thought that would be

a good way to win me back.

Instead, he got me blackballed

from the competition.

Where is he now?

Don't know, don't care.

But I do know that

he didn't write that letter.

If Victor wanted

to hurt someone,

he wouldn't warn them

in advance.

She's right. If you're

planning to hurt somebody,

you don't typically

send a card first.

It wasn't Victor.

He's currently serving three

to five for aggravated as*ault.

Henley's car is the key.

It's a 16-hour trip from

here to Newark and back,

which eliminates

Richard Leeland.

He was covering a class

for Henley at 9:00 am

the next morning, and his son

Shayne was in that class.

I checked the attendance record.

What about Kyle?

He called in sick.

His mother works nights.

She claims she checked in on him

when she got home

and he was there.

You don't sound convinced.

Her son's a suspect

in a m*rder investigation.

She could be

trying to protect him.

Yeah, but if she's

telling the truth,

then Kyle is likely innocent.

I could talk to him

after practice,

see if he'll open up about it.

No, I'll handle it.

I'm already on the inside.

He'll trust me

Honestly, it's best

if I deal with him.

Why do you keep pushing me away?

-I'm not, I just

-You're just what?

You don't want Violet

to be around me?

I have no idea if it's safe

for my daughter

to get close to you.

Can you guarantee me her safety?

No, of course not!

I mean, can anybody?

But I

I would die before I'd let

something happen to that girl.

Maybe we should

If you want to be

done with me, fine!

But you don't get to tell me

where I can and can't go

in this town,

or who I get to talk to, okay?

You can't. Not anymore.

Underneath the mistletoe ♪

I was probably too hard on Sam.

I played my role

in all this as well, but

that had been building up

in me for a while.

At least I feel better now,

right?

Ugh, who am I kidding?

Grace

Thanks for letting me read it.

I now know way more

than I should

about minor Greek demigods.

-I hope you liked it.

-I did.

Wanna meet after class? I can

walk you back to your dorm?

That sounds nice.

Grace, what are you doing here?

This is a private area.

I'm so sorry,

Ms. Cambridge, I just

I wanted to use the computers.

I should have asked.

Who gave you the door code?

All this for a game of chess?

Oh, I'm

I'm not actually playing.

I just I wanted

more of a challenge,

so I'm reprogramming the game

to make it harder.

Am I in trouble?

Hello?

Hey, it's, uh it's Sam.

Can I come up?

Look, I've been thinking

about what you said.

I said a lot of things.

I know I'm not the best

at communicating my feelings.

I wish I could just

turn off that part of my brain

that has to get to the bottom of

everything and everyone, but

I can't.

So

when I found out you weren't

who I thought you were,

I just

I had nothing to latch on to.

I lost my bearings.

Ah I'm not making sense.

No, I

I get what you're saying.

You still feel that way?

I don't know.

I don't want to.

'Cause when I'm with you, I

I came to thank you.

For what?

You've been there for Violet

in a way

I haven't been able to be.

And I'm glad she has a

What'd you call yourself?

Um

a strong female role model?

Yeah.

I may have just, like,

oversold it a bit, but

I just wanted to get that out.

I should go.

Okay.

Hey, Sam

Um, don't be a stranger.

No chance.

It's a small town.

I'm not sure

where Sam and I go from here.

In some ways, it feels like

we've turned a corner.

But with so many unknowns

in my life

is that even a good idea?

Hey! I brought coffee.

Oh, thank you.

My little friend here had me up

half the night with his howling.

Any luck finding Clyde

a new home?

Actually, yeah.

I'm adopting him.

I knew you would.

How could I not?

I mean, we both suffered a loss,

and now we can

kind of look out for each other,

you know?

Mm-hm. It was meant to be.

It certainly was.

Right, buddy?

Yeah, bud.

Yeah, you're so sweet.

Emily!

Glad to see you're okay.

Why wouldn't I be?

Oh, well, you haven't

responded to my emails.

Or my calls.

Or my texts.

If this is about helping out

at the dance tonight,

I don't think it's a good idea.

Why not? It's not like

you have anything else to do.

How could you

possibly know that?

Because I know.

What do you have there?

It's from the school.

Just a cheque

for my coaching services.

Oh?

Was there any

kind of death threat

found with the body?

This envelope

is the exact same style

and pattern as the one that was

found with Tim Henley's body.

Could someone from school have

sent the threatening letter?

Is everything okay?

Um

I changed my mind

about the dance tonight.

I'll be there.

Oh! Perfect!

See you tonight.

You look beautiful.

Have fun.

I'll pick you up at 10.

-Thanks.

-Hey, I, uh

I know it's been

a tough few weeks,

and I know I've handled things

in the wrong way in the past,

but I trust you.

I know.

Okay, just make good decisions.

Stay around other people.

And there it is.

Yeah, I hear it.

Just humour me, okay?

Go. Have fun. I love you.

I love you too, Dad.

Oh, Emily, isn't this great?

Look at the turnout!

Yeah.

Now, can you hold down the fort?

Because I'm gonna

go get some pics!

Sure.

Violet! You look so amazing!

Oh, my gosh, this dress!

Thank you.

Okay, wait, so you just

need to sign in here.

Um, did you not come with Kyle?

We decided

to meet up here instead.

You haven't seen him, have you?

Uh, nope. Not yet.

I don't think

he's signed in either.

Great. I have time to drop

my jacket off in my locker.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Wanna give you the gift

of fa-la-la-la ♪

Wanna give you the gift

of fa-la-la-la ♪

What the heck?

Where's my phone?

Okay, should be here

I was able

to find an exact match

to the envelope online,

and the specific colour

and pattern was discontinued

a few years ago.

Hello

Well, this doesn't prove

Richard is involved.

There are still plenty

of these envelopes

still out there in the wild.

But with Richard

being the last person

who saw Tim alive

I do see a pattern developing.

What do we have here?

Tim Henley's signature

Richard was trying

to perfect it.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Violet, what are you doing here?

You should be at the gym.

Oh my God, who gave you this?

I I can't find my phone.

-I need to call my dad.

-Okay.

You can call from my office.

Come on.

Kyle. You're not with Violet?

No. She was supposed

to meet me outside the gym,

but I missed my bus

and I got here late.

I can't find her.

Well, she said she was

just going to her locker.

Well, this is her locker,

and she's not here.

And she's not

responding to my texts.

Um

No lock. That's weird.

Um let me try her.

What's wrong?

Um

Why don't you head to the gym,

see if she came back?

And even if she hasn't,

just wait there for her,

see if she does.

What about you?

I'll check the bathroom.

She might be freshening up.

Sure.

Yeah.

Hey, Hollis?

I might need your help.

Hollis?

Sit down.

Can I get you anything?

Answers.

Oh, not so big

on the pleasantries, huh?

-Did you crack it or not?

-'Course I did.

Well, not me personally,

but, uh I

I have a hard enough time with

online order forms, let alone

Ray.

The numbers

are encrypted access codes

that unlock various dark web

communications portals.

It's basically a playground

for black hats.

Black hats? Like, uh, hackers?

One particular group

of hackers, to be precise.

I'm unfamiliar with them,

but they've taken credit

for some large-scale DOS attacks

that have played havoc

with major

financial institutions.

I've, um, put together

what little I could find.

Here

What's the name of this group?

It's all right here.

We never settled

on compensation?

How about I agreed not to sic

every law enforcement agency

in the state on you,

and we call it square?

I think that should

about cover it.

Merry Christmas, Ray.

Mm-hm. Detective.

Hollis?

Emily, I made a mistake.

-Where's Violet?

-I don't know.

-Where is she?

-I don't know.

I was only trying to scare her.

Kyle was getting too attached,

and I I just didn't

want him to have

second thoughts about college.

What does any of this

have to do with Kyle?

He's my son.

He doesn't know it, but he is.

And I took this job

so that I could be close to him

and make sure he gets the

scholarship that he deserves.

So Coach Henley threatened

to bench Kyle

because of his grades, so you

you took his dog.

You sent him that threat.

I needed him to go away

long enough for Kyle

to win that chess title.

Just so he could have the future

that I didn't have.

But scaring him wasn't enough.

He showed up here,

and then you k*lled him.

What? No, I didn't k*ll him.

-Well, who did, then?

-I don't know!

I swear, I don't know!

It can't be true.

Kyle

I didn't want you

to find out like this.

I'm so sorry.

I can't deal with this

right now.

Wait, wait, Kyle.

Let me explain.

Just let him go.

Let him go, come on.

You're in enough trouble.

Don't make it worse.

Phone's right there on my desk.

Dad?

Shayne, what are you doing here?

I can't keep doing this.

I can't keep lying about

Coach Henley's death.

I have to come clean.

I should go.

No, no, no.

Let go!

That sounds like Violet.

Where is that coming from?

It's the VP's office.

No, Dad, Dad!

Please let me go!

No, I'm sorry.

I-I can't let you leave.

Dad, please, just don't.

Don't do this.

Just let me think.

I need to think.

You k*lled Mr. Henley?

No, no, you have it wrong, okay?

Shh, I can still fix this!

You've done a bang-up job of it

so far, haven't you?

Coach Lane, I

Richard, it's over.

The police are on their way.

You don't understand

what happened.

Tim Henley

brought this on himself.

He came here, he attacked me.

He blamed me

for k*lling his dog!

I know. Hey, hey, I know.

I know he thought

it was Mila Bancroft at first,

making a play to move her team

up the rankings

by eliminating the competition.

Hey but then I imagine he took

a closer look at the letter

and realized it came in the

same envelope as his paycheques.

He thought that your threat

was his way of protecting

your son from expulsion.

But you didn't send

the letter, right?

You didn't send it.

So why k*ll him?

You don't understand!

It wasn't him, okay?

Yes, yes, I k*lled him!

Dad, I'm not

letting you do this!

Shayne, please.

You have your

whole future ahead of you.

Dad, I love you so much.

I just

I can't carry

this weight anymore.

I did it.

I k*lled him.

Okay. It's okay.

Shayne

Tell me

tell me what happened.

It's okay.

I

I came here, and

I wanted to tell my dad

that I was

I was ready to accept

Coach Henley's punishment.

Okay.

But then I got here, and

and they were fighting.

You k*lled Clyde.

You took him for me!

What are you talking about?

This isn't funny!

You k*lled my dog!

Why would you k*ll him?

Tim, calm down!

Hey, hey! Get off him!

I pushed him, and

I don't know what happened.

He fell, he hit his head.

It was a fluke accident!

Right, so, to protect

your son's future, you

you tried to cover it up.

Dad took care of Coach Henley,

and I drove his car to Newark.

But you were marked

present the next morning.

Yeah,

Dad took care of that, too.

I did what any father would do.

Look, Richard,

you're a good dad.

You made a terrible mistake.

You don't want to hurt Violet.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's gonna be okay.

No. It's my word against yours.

Not exactly.

-Dad!

-Hey, you okay?

Yeah.

Thanks to Emily.

If she didn't get here

when she did, I

Hey

You're okay.

Can I join you?

Yeah. Of course.

It's it's a little cold.

I hope Shayne's gonna be okay.

Well, Richard was

right about one thing.

We do anything

to protect our kids.

And tonight I owe you.

I just did what anyone

would do in that situation.

Yeah, but it wasn't anyone.

It was you.

So, if Violet wants to go back

to work at the Mistletoe

Really?

Yeah.

You've proven to me

she's safe with you in her life.

What are you listening to?

Wanna hear?

Play it from the start.

Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

You know,

I was really looking forward

to dancing with you tonight.

Same here.

Floating in the air ♪

It's not too late?

As soft as a kiss ♪

What do you mean?

No.

No, no, no, no, no, Violet,

I'm not a dancer.

-Yes, yes.

-I'm not a dancer at all.

-I'm not either.

-I

Won't you take my hand ♪

We can slowly dance

this night away ♪

I'll keep you warm

as the snow starts falling ♪

Wrapped in my arms ♪

Well, my heart is all in ♪

'Cause if you're looking

for someone to hold ♪

I'll pull you close

and I won't let you go ♪

I'll keep you warm,

as the snow starts ♪

Oh, let them be.

You were young once too.

I can't recall that far back.

Can you?

The truth is, in some ways,

I've never escaped the past.

I am pleased to introduce

the newest member

to coding club.

Everyone,

give Grace a nice welcome.

At times,

I've put my old life behind me,

even allowed myself to believe

the door was shut for good.

It's time to pick a user name.

I have the perfect name.

It's a creature

from Greek mythology

made up of a bunch

of different animals

all smooshed together as one.

Kind of like this club.

Well, go on. What's the name?

Chimera.

But despite my efforts,

it never quite relinquishes

its hold on me.

Instead

it hangs over me

like a dark cloud

waiting to strike

when I least expect it.