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My name is Bridget.
I witnessed a murder.
Just get up on the stand and tell the judge what you saw,
and we'll protect you. You don't get it.
Bodaway wants me dead, I'm dead.
I ran to my sister, Siobhan, for help.
Siobhan? Siobhan!
Siobhan killed herself, and I assumed her identity.
It was so easy.
I saw a way out, and I took it.
They all think that I'm her.
Her husband...
I'm falling in love with Andrew.
Her stepdaughter.
He forced himself on me!
You had sex with Mr. Carpenter?
Her lover.
Tell me what you did to my wife!
Her best friend.
Why are you doing this to me?!
Don't blame me. Blame Siobhan.
I told you not to kill Gemma.
You're not a killer, Siobhan.
Siobhan Martin, it has been forever!
Hey.
Jeff, good to see you.
Oh, these are for you.
Thank you. They're beautiful.
Are they peonies?
Mm-hmm.
That's Charlie's handwriting.
What's "pivoine"?
What a lovely gesture.
What, you don't like the flowers?
That's funny, I thought peonies were your favorite.
No, they're-they're stunning. Thank you.
Aren't peonies out of season?
You must have gone through
a lot of trouble to get these.
Oh, anything for you.
You really want to do this now?
What do you think, ladies?
A bottle of Rothschild for the table?
Uh, actually, I'll pass.
I'm just gonna have water, thank you.
You know, actually, I think I'll pass also.
Really?!
What's up with you two?
What is this, a cleanse or something?
I thought carbs were trendy again.
Our daughter would rather drink poison
than touch pasta.
Of speaking of which, how's Juliet?
Is she still going to Eastlake prep?
No, she's at Zachary Secor High.
The public school? Really?
Wow!
My foundation is hosting
a charity auction event for Zachary later this week.
That's your foundation? Yeah.
Well, somebody called this week about making a donation.
I didn't realize you were involved.
Greer's pet project.
It's such a great cause.
It's my passion.
I mean, public schools are so underfunded,
and with the current budget situation...
Okay, I won't you bore you with the details.
But we are hosting a series of events to raise money
for the public schools, and Zachary is the next event.
I think that's great.
I'm a big advocate for public schools.
And it's been great for Juliet
just to meet all different kinds of kids
and see that the world doesn't revolve around money.
What?
Nothing. Just... going to bat for public schools,
it's so not like you.
You know, I would love to help you with your auction.
It'll give us a chance to spend some time together.
Really?
Yeah.
I, I really appreciate you coming, Agent Machado.
No, no, I'm sorry I didn't get back to you sooner.
I was in Wyoming wrapping something up.
- Have a seat if you want. - Thank you.
But I'm a little confused.
If this is about Gemma's case, NYPD's handling that.
Yeah, uh, they barely talk to me anymore.
They make me feel like I'm crazy.
And they're acting like the case is closed
and they shouldn't be.
Well, what have they told you?
They told me Charlie Young, or John Delario,
or whatever the hell he's calling himself,
uh, that he shot and killed my wife
and then he shot himself.
But that's not everything. There's more evidence.
They found Bridget's fingerprints,
the gun that was used to kill Gemma
was traced back to Bridget.
So why aren't they looking for her?
Believe me, Mr. Butler, I-I share your frustrations.
It's a complicated situation...
I can't get into the details...
But trust me when I tell you I haven't given up.
I'm doing everything I can to find Bridget.
It doesn't make any sense.
Gemma didn't know Bridget.
She didn't know Charlie, so what do they want with her?
Maybe a crime of opportunity.
Bridget needed money.
Kidnapping her sister's wealthy friend
for a ransom may have seemed like an easy score.
Siobhan...
Of course.
It all comes back to her.
So...
You and Greer working on a fund-raiser together.
That's the last thing I expected.
I was just pleased you agreed to dinner.
You were?
You usually avoid her like the plague.
Makes it difficult to see Jeff.
Maybe there's something I could do.
You know, maybe I could apologize to her.
Do you have something to apologize for?
I never told you what happened?
No.
Do you want to talk about it?
Nah.
Let me just leave the past in the past.
Hey, I've been meaning to ask you.
Do you think something's off with Juliet?
She's been so... quiet.
I don't know.
Less... combative.
Isn't that a good thing?
Yeah, I'm sure it is.
She had a tough year.
It'll be good for her... New year, back to school.
I'm so tired.
You know, if you don't like the ring,
we can always trade it in.
Something smaller, perhaps?
The only thing that I want smaller is the band.
It keeps falling off.
I should probably take it to get resized.
Then the fit will be as perfect as the rest of it.
Mm!
Thank you so much.
I wanted to surprise my husband,
but I forgot my keys.
No problem.
Hello.
Hey, it's Tyler.
I've been trying to get in touch with you.
Siobhan?
Are you there?
Yeah, I'm here.
I've been meaning to call you.
I thought you'd be back in Paris by now.
Oh, Mrs. Martin, you scared me!
Claudine, I'm so sorry.
Oh, no, it's okay.
I just wasn't expecting you.
It's so early.
It's early for you, too.
Olivia still cracking the whip?
No, Ms. Charles is still in London.
I just like to get a jump on the day.
Can I help you with something?
You know, maybe you can.
Well, if you can keep a secret.
I want to throw my husband a surprise party,
but I can't seem to get into his address book.
Any chance you have his password?
Mm. No. Sorry, I don't.
Can I help with anything else?
No, that's it.
And do me a favor,
let's just keep this between each other.
I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise.
You okay?
Fine.
Oh, damn it!
Oh, sorry... got a presentation today,
and the computer guy's just canceled.
Come on, I'll drop you at school.
Actually, I'm not feeling so great.
I think I'm getting that stomach thing
that's going around.
You weren't sick yesterday.
I started feeling badly when you and Siobhan were at dinner.
You ordered a pizza. You're fine. Come on, Juliet.
I don't have time for this today.
Car leaves in five.
Have a good day.
It sucks going back after two weeks, huh?
You know, maybe I could talk to your dad
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