"Bloody hell."

"What do you want?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, is it a bad time?"

"Is it a bad time? Are you serious? What do you want, Reggie?"

"I strongly regret the passive behavior that I have..."

"You are a weak man, Reginald Ash!"

"We were treated terribly by Dr. Black. Yvette knew something was wrong. That poor girl knew how screwed up everything was! Things have always been bad at Blackwell Grange. Ever since High got me pregnant... at least I tried to do something about it. But no you... not with Mabel. First it was Mr. Boddy then it was Mr. Masque... You let it happen! You let Mr. Masque take your wife!"

"I'm tired of it! I'm tired of being just a humble butler. I want my wife back. I want something to wake up for. I'm tired of getting through each day filled with anxiety wondering if something bad is going to happen. We’ve dealt with death before... murders even. But they were always isolated events. Those things that happened at Blackwell Grange... That boy on the tennis net... Frau Bloom..."

"Yvette..."

"That poor girl deserved so much more than the life she got. I was so hard on her... I thought it would make her stronger. Was she murdered, Reggie? Or did she find those photographs and hang herself?"

"I can’t bear to think about it..."

"Do you want do get your wife back? Do you really want her back? I’m serious, Reggie! That includes all the work that will come with bringing her back. Are you ready to stop pretending everything is okay?"

"Yes!"

"Then you need to talk to Mr. Green."

"Mr. Green?"

"T has never supported the mental manipulation pulled by Ian Masque and his brood - that German doctor, that Russian hypnotist."

"Monsieur Brunette thinks this is a lost cause. The last time I talked to Mabel she told me to forget her and move on. What if she doesn't want to be rescued."

"Listen here, Reginald Ash! I knew Mabel very well. She... She was the only true friend I've ever had. That woman loved you. She loved her life with you. She loved being maid and you being butler. She would go on and on about how happy she was to be employed at the same place as the love of her life."

"I knew that feeling too... before Winslow..."

"Blanche..."

"Bring her back, Reggie. Bring Mabel home. She's your wife and she loves you. She's my friend and I miss her!"

"The unhappiness that lies ahead for these poor, unfortunate people..."

"This investigation will bring nothing but trouble. Unlikely unions will be formed. Luck will befall the miserable."

"The murderer will face justice."

"A determined journalist will arrive. And the contents of Hugh's will... it will only continue downhill from there."

"My sweet boy."

"I keep seeing their faces, mother."

"The ghosts of the past never truly go away. It just becomes easier to ignore them as time goes on."

"That place..."

"The spirits in Blackwell Grange are loud."

"Has Brown interrogated you yet?"

"Not until tomorrow."

"Did you kill him?"

"No."

"Then why did you really come back home?"

"Go beyond the lake to fulfill your destiny."

"What does that mean?"

"I can't remember."

"When you talk to Brown, tell him everything you know. Don't hold anything back. That includes telling him about me. It's time he should know... and frankly I don't want to be the one who has to tell him."

"If that is what you wish."

"What do you see happening in the near future?"

"As spring turns to summer, the fresh start everyone was so eager to chase will either strengthen or weaken. Some will rise above. Others will rot in the earth. Choose your friends wisely, or better yet - play for your own side."

"What is beyond the lake?"

"I can't recall. I saw it in a dream."

"I'm not driving all the way back to Pratton tonight to find out."

"I won't stop you."

"I need to rest. I need time away from that place."

"You are the rightful heir to Blackwell Grange. Go to her."

"Why are you always trying to push me away."

"You need to go back there, Lawrence. You know you do. You are fighting the urge to drive back there as we speak."

"I saw Carol and Ethan."

"Carol and Ethan died in a car accident across Pratton. Why am I seeing them at Blackwell Grange?"

"So many dark secrets will be brought to light during this painful, intrusive investigation."

"Did they die in Blackwell Grange? Did Hugh Black have something to do with their deaths?"

"When Hugh learned that Victor was his older half-brother he sent Mr. Green to assassinate him. He didn't want there to be anyone posing a threat to his claim over Blackwell Grange. That is why I kept you a secret. I knew the kind of man Hugh was."

"You'll forgive me one day for all of this."

"My apologies for keeping you up so late, Nurse Silver. I need to get through as many one-on-one interrogations as I can."

"I completely understand."

"If you'll forgive the bold way that I'm going to start this - I need to know about the affair between yourself and Hugh Black. The conception of Fivel is... on a lot of minds. What was yesterday's gossip may indeed be tomorrow's reality. Was the relationship between you and Hugh Black consensual?"

"I had a problem with pain pills at the time. Dr. Black provided them for me. Sometimes I was short on money... so other things were arranged."

"And when you learned that you were pregnant with the boy?"

"At first I was so excited. I always thought I would make a wonderful mother. But Dr. Black forced me to give him away... the scandal of my pregnancy lead to my pill addiction becoming public knowledge. Dr. Black let me get fired and then graciously hired me to help Professor Plum with those... abominations."

"You were coerced into the experimentations."

"Yes."

"Professor Plum has been arrested for what took place in the crypt. He put on a thick coating of manipulation and being pressured into it. Am I to believe you were also forced into it?"

"Yes. I feared my life. Dr. Black was a controlling, horrible man."

"You also carried on a relationship with Edward Clay. Did you ever bring him to Blackwell Grange?"

"Edward and I were never a serious thing. We went out a few times. We talked a lot. He was very sweet and kind. He had a controlling mother and an absent thrill-seeking father. I had all the pent up anger and sadness. We just got along really well."

"You were there when Professor Plum, Sergeant Gray, and Monsieur Brunette found Edward Clay dead?"

"Yes."

"Before we get to that, I'd like to go over the events of the night, starting with the escape of Ben Black from the crypt."

"I tried to help Professor Plum look for him in the woods, but it was raining and getting dark out... and the guests were starting to arrive. It was the worst timing."

"That, or it was planned. They found adrenaline in Ben Black's system among the other drugs and chemicals being injected into him."

"You mean when he escaped..."

"It was because he was ready and likely instructed to by someone else."

"He was never that strong before..."

"Go on, Nurse Silver. After the woods?"

"I changed out of my wet clothes and joined the others in the lounge. They were having a pre-dinner reception of champagne and cheeses."

"Who was present?"

"I was talking with Sergeant Gray and Madame Rose. Colonel Mustard and Monsieur Brunette were together. Then Mrs. Peacock, Miss Scarlet, and Edward showed up. I think the Raven's showed up shortly after."

"And then dinner was interrupted by John Boddy and Dr. Orchid."

"Yes. I took Fivel to the nursery while everyone took turns bickering. Miss Dove showed up and told me that the house was on alert because Ben escaped. I left Miss Dove and Fivel alone to go find Professor Plum. I ran into Edward instead. He said Miss Scarlet was getting water in the kitchen and hadn't returned so he was looking for her. He asked me if I had a moment to talk, so we went into the conservatory."

"Go on."

"We talked for a minute about how things used to be and the chances of both of us being here. He talked about being with Miss Scarlet, I got the hint... I-I wasn't trying to start up anything, anyway."

"Then Dr. Black came in... I thought something was off, but I suppose Dr. Back always tends to throw the room off a little bit. Especially after our past... my job..."

"I understand."

"Dr. Black just... suddenly pulls out a dagger. It was like a joke or a prank like he was pretending to lunge at Edward... but then..."

"He slashed his throat open. He swung the blade and Edward was down on the floor in a pool of blood. I-I didn't know what to do. I knocked the dagger away from Dr. Black when he turned to me. H-He forced me to the floor and stared choking me..."

"I tried so hard to fight back. I clawed and screamed. He was so strong..."

"I'm so sorry, Nurse Silver."

"How did my life get here? I wanted to be a nurse... a mother. I just wanted to help people."

"What is that, you're drinking?"

"Brandy."

"I never cared for the stuff. Maybe if it's mixed with a Cola on a hot summer day."

"My father used to drink it. I have a little every so often in his honor."

"Your father was not an honorable man."

"I've avoided Colonel Mustard's wicked tongue so far, do I need to stand my ground to you?"

"Calm down, boy. I may have hated your father, but I'll have you know that your mother and I go back a long way."

"You knew my mother?"

"Oh yes. She introduced me to Hugh."

"This was in my younger years, mind you. I used to dance, did you know that? I was all feathers and legs back then. Men would bring me pearls and furs. I'd drink champagne out of a golden slipper. It was glamorous. Your mother always enjoyed the vaudeville shows. I always suspected she had a tiny thing for both woman and men."

"I never knew."

"Oh, your mother was such a gem. We would drink all night and laugh together. I always suspected she was jealous when she brought me to Blackwell Grange and all my attention shifted to Hugh."

"My mother was always a jealous woman."

"Oh, it was not subtle. One Christmas she gave me a gift that was meant for Hugh's ex-wife, Olivia. She pretended as if she had forgotten, but I knew it was intended as a slight."

"Did the two of you ever make up?"

"I tried. I invited her to the Senator's ball the year he and I met... which was also the year she and your father..."

"I'm sorry."

"I miss them both so much. It hurts. I can't stop thinking how they would react to Uncle Hugh being murdered."

"How are you handling it?"

"I think Andrea killed him."

"Dr. Orchid? Your fiancée? Why would you think that?"

"She's not my fiancée anymore. Apparently she and Grandfather have history. I don't trust her. If she lied about not knowing him, she could be after the Black fortune."

"I'll admit, I did not like Dr. Orchid the second I saw her. I won't be upset to see her go."

"Something tells me she'll be around for a while."

"We need to talk."

"Like hell we do..."

"Why the hell didn't you say anything about your relationship with Edward?"

"Please, Vivienne! It wasn't anything serious. It was a boring pass-time. There was nothing long-term there. I was depressed..."

"Then what the hell are you doing here?"

"Vivienne... Edward told me what happened."

"What are you talking about."

"I didn't want to say it in front of your stepmother back at Blackwell Grange, but before he was killed he told me what happened on the train... with that terrible, unpleasant man."

"Oh my God... where did you two talk about this? Did anyone overhear you? Did Dr. Black overhear you?"

"No one heard us. He practically whispered it to me."

"I'll keep your secret... but you have to do something for me."

"Am I late?"

"I haven't been waiting long. You are fine."

"Okay."

"Let's talk about the night of the murder. Starting with dinner. John Boddy and Dr. Orchid interrupted it and..."

"Well, I was feeling a lot of emotions. I used to be married to Dr. Black, but our marriage was cut short when Patricia started an affair with him. Having to see him engaged to a young beautiful blonde like Brenda was heartbreaking. Brenda hated me. She told me that my father was invited but I wasn't."

"This was in the dining room with Dr. Orchid present."

"Yes, tensions were very high. Some of the guests went to the billiard room after dinner, I went to the lounge. I needed a break from everyone. The lounge was always my favorite room when I lived there..."

"Go on, after the lounge?"

"I went to the billiard room to try and be social, but only Thallo was there."

"How did the conversation with your husband go?"

"Oh typical as always. I asked him about Dr. Orchid, he made some lude, sexual comment. He was stinking drunk, again, of course. We left the billiard room after a while and that's when we found out what had happened. Miss Dove was poisoned, Frau Bloom was drown... then she was missing. It was a mess. We ended up going upstairs to corral the other guests into the ballroom. My father said he head a gunshot. Thallo said his fun was missing. When we all got to the ballroom a Sergeant Gray and some others came in soaking wet and told us what happened to Mr. Clay outside. That's when I started panicking and wondering if the killer would get me next."

"Why would the killer kill you?"

"Thank you, Olivia. You've been very helpful."

"Have I?"

"Yes. You are good to go."

"Officer Moss said you wanted to speak with me next."

"Yes, please, come in."

"Shall we chanter the tale of the dreadful night."

"You speak French."

"Un peu."

"You are engaged to John Boddy, a seventeen year old. How old are you?"

"We were engaged. We broke things off after the events of that night..."

"But something still persuaded you to go after someone so young, so rich. I'm wondering, why?"

"Broken souls have a way of connecting to you if you play the victim. It is especially effective for someone gullible with no self confidence."

"You came to dinner uninvited. Tell me about the unexpected arrival."

"Well, John and I had been staying in town for a little while. He was feeling homesick so we decided that I should get to know his hometown nice and well before trekking up to Blackwell Grange."

"And you were received... well?"

"Hardly. The fiancée, ex-wife, and ex-lover all jumped on me like a pack of wolves. You'd think they were after John and not Hugh."

"Do you know anyone besides John?"

"I'm well-aware of the Black family and who they are. I've heard about the Senator's wife and her many dead husbands. Colonel Mustard came up a few times in my childhood. I was raised by a rich Lord after my parents died."

"Lord Lavender?"

"My, you've done your homework, Inspector."

"I always do my digging. Someone came in earlier and called their therapist directly after. I called him straight back after she left. Interesting conversation."

"Tricky man."

"I'm thorough."

"What more can I tell you, if you know so much?"

"Tell me your movements after dinner."

"Well, John took me straight to his room where we intended on retiring for the night."

"What prevented that?"

"Curiosity. I wanted to see the mansion. I asked John to show me around. We went to the library, the study... ultimately we ventured back upstairs. But on the way back, I heard something strange."

"What did you hear?"

"Madame Rose and Dr. Black were arguing outside of his bedroom. This was before Yvette was found dead and the house was in a full frenzy."

"What were they arguing about."

"Of course."

"I think Hugh Black has a secret child."

"Thank you, Dr. Orchid. Please go on."

"Well, I went upstairs and John left his room shortly after. I can't recall why... I'm not sure if I really cared. I was so tired. So Then all of the chaos downstairs with Mr. Clay and Sir Benedict erupted and John brought me down to the ballroom. It was a nightmare watching them take Hugh to the cellar. I know it was necessary to restrain him... but it still felt awful to partake in."

"Thank you, Dr. Orchid. I'll be in touch.

"You know who did it, don't you?"

"I know who killed Edward Clay and Yvette. I'm not sure about the rest."

"Are you suggesting that there is more than one killer?"

"Have a good night, Dr. Orchid."

"You can still go back, Larry. It's not too late."

"Daddy, please. Just go to bed. Don't do this."

"I'm sorry. I know it's really late."

"You're fine, Greyson."

"Oh."

"I'm so, so sorry, Vivienne. I know you are going through a lot, believe me, I know. I lost my sister Julia over the winter and I haven't been myself since. It takes a lot of strength to pull yourself together and make it through each day. You have that strength. It's going to be okay."

"Thank you, Greyson. I... I don't know what to do. For Edward, I mean. No one really knew him. Who is going to show up to his funeral?"

"I'll be there."

"I just... I loved him. I want something personal. Something real. A real way to say good bye to him."

"I have a boat. We could go out, at sunset. We could have a candle-light vigil for him. I could light a candle for my sister Julia. I still haven't fully said goodbye to her. She was my twin... from the beginning she was always there. Then one day she just isn't."

"I'm so sorry."

"Let's do it."

"You mean it?"

"I want to do the candle thing. I think it will help. I... I'm just tired of people staring at me feeling bad. A funeral will just make that feeling even worse. I need something private and meaningful."

"Then it's a plan."

"I don't know where to begin here..."

"Allow me to help - I was drugged, poisoned, and subdued against my own will by my son Hugh Black. He threatened staff members - Blanche White and Reginald Ash with death if they were to disobey his order or deviate in any way."

"Was there any attempt made in the seven years of confinement to get help or escape?"

"Mrs. White and I concocted a plan that involved a mannequin's arm or a syringe full of sugar water when Dr. Black observed her administering mild poison to me."

"Why was Dr. Black poisoning you?"

"To keep me weak. To keep me from fighting back."

"And you've regained your strength since the poison was stopped?"

"I am an old man, Inspector. I didn't get much exercise in that tiny attic room."

"What are your intentions now that you have your life back."

"I intend on talking to Hugh's lawyer about retaining my legal claim for Blackwell Grange."

"Unless you are found guilty of the perversions that took place."

"I was locked in the attic. I had no knowledge of what was going on below me. Mrs. White and Mr. Ash would only tell me as much as they could, and liberally at that!"

"You shot and killed your son, Benedict the fifth."

"He was mad."

"It was your choice to keep him locked up in the crypt."

"I never tested on that boy! I was trying to save him from the world. The courts would have hanged my son! I paid for the finest doctors and the best medicine that money could buy. I tried everything I could to remove the bloodlust from Ben. We tried so many time. We gave him a pet cat. It was good at first. He loved the cat. The cat would purr and curl up with him in that dark crypt. But then after about a month, he would kill the cat."

"How long did this go on?"

"Inspector, do you have any children?"

"No."

"Then you will never understand the things one will do for their children. They wanted to hang him... a little boy. He didn't know what he was doing."

"Alice Blue and Beatrice Black were murdered with a bowie knife by that little boy."

"He didn't know what he was doing."

"I want you to talk to me about that night."

"I'm not under investigation for that night... I'm under investigation for the night my two boys died."

"Tell me about the night your wife was killed."

"Don't ask that question again. I will walk out of this room and answer nothing else."

"You have nothing else to answer for. I'm through. Have a good night, Sir Benedict. I'd go to a doctor and make sure that the toxins administered haven't caused long-term damage."

"You aren't going to ask me about the night of the murders?"

"You were in the attic all night, weren't you?"

"Ah, but wouldn't you like to know what I saw from my attic window?"

"You know what? Maybe I didn't see anything."

"What do you want, Sir Benedict?"

"I want Victor out of jail and cleared of all charges. Everything goes onto Hugh Black's head. Frau Bloom, Yvette, that boy on the tennis net. Do you understand?"

"What did you see from your window, Sir Benedict?"

"It's about what happened to Miss Dove..."

"You weren't supposed to find me."