Post by cellogal on Aug 19, 2008 11:13:44 GMT -5
April 5, 1943
Factory, where Four Vagabonds’ “Rosie the Riveter” plays. A Rosie poster even hangs proudly on the wall while women are hard at work all around it. A couple of women in non-factory clothes walk through, and the one in front explains that they never can get enough girls for all the shifts, reminding the woman behind her that they have to work 24 hours a day for victory. A closer look reveals that the woman in front is none other than Pam from The Office! Sweet! Pam reassures the other woman that the girls are a real nice bunch, then introduces the woman, Alice Miller, to Martha. Martha asks Alice if she’s joining the line; Alice supposes she is. Martha asks Alice if her husband’s overseas; Alice nods. Their smalltalk is interrupted by another one, who b*tches at them to watch it, then says they’d better get Alice a pair of slacks. “That’s Fannie,” Pam says by way of explanation.
The boss approaches them, asking Pam, whose real name is Dottie, if this is the new girl, and she confirms it, saying it’s her neighbor, Alice. The boss asks Alice if she knows how to work a vertical lathe; Alice replies that she’s never worked a day in her life. Martha encourages her, saying it’s no tougher than a sewing machine. They’re interrupted by sirens, and Dottie instructs Alice to get down. The others explain to the confused Alice that it’s an air raid siren; a guy tells her it’s just practice, and Fannie snarks that if it was real, they would have heard the bombs already. Alice looks around uncertainly.
As several women leave the shift, a whistle blows, and the camera then pans to a corner, where Alice’s body lies next to some of the machines.
In the evidence room, a detective puts her file on a shelf.
Present Day
Lilly walks into a Women of the Homefront reunion, where someone calls to her, and Lilly approaches, asking the young woman if these are the Rosie the Riveters. They are indeed. Lilly asks the other woman how her story’s going, and she replies that nobody else wanted it, but her great-aunt was one of the workers, so she took it on, and her digging has uncovered a bigger story. She then calls to Martha and tells her to come meet Lilly. “You’re the lady detective,” Martha says by way of greeting, and the reporter explains that Martha worked with her aunt Alice. Martha proclaims Alice a real nice gal: quiet as a mouse at first, but couldn’t have been sweeter, and that it’s terrible what happened. Lilly says that the official story was that she died in a fall, but Martha tells her that the night they say Alice fell was Martha’s last night on the job; before she left, she asked the owner where Alice was so she could say goodbye. The owner said Alice had quit, and the writer says that the body was found the next day, in her work clothes. Lilly asks Martha if her memory could be mistaken, and Martha smiles and explains that, when you get old, you start forgetting things, not making them up. Heh. Lilly nods and asks the owner’s name: Henry Walker, who was a drinker and mean as a snake, according to Martha. She says that she could smell liquor on Henry’s breath that night, and the writer thinks he was hiding something. “Like maybe Alice didn’t fall…maybe she was pushed,” Lilly guesses.
Credits.
Coffee place. Jeffries comments that a sixty-year-old case is ancient, and Stillman asks Lilly who brought it to her. Lilly explains that her source is Dana Hunter, whose great-aunt died in a factory accident in 1943. Vera asks if Dana is that pushy reporter, and Scotty confirms it, saying she’s the pretty one who covers court. Lilly explains that Dana’s doing a story on the factory girls, but Vera’s still fixated on Dana, whom he says he doesn’t like. Jeffries thinks this is because she covered the Chimayo job, and kept writing that Vera had no new leads. Stillman chuckles, and Scotty agrees that the truth hurts. Vera’s not amused, and Lilly steers the conversation back to the case, saying that Dana thinks her aunt’s death was homicide. Scotty argues that, even if that’s true, the doer’s probably dead, and the whole thing’s a formality. Lilly sees right through it, accusing Scotty of not wanting to drive out to Records and Storage. Vera says that a sixty-one year-old case should be skipped, since no one cares. “What’s with you?” Lilly asks, and Jeffries explains that Vera’s just happy because it’s his anniversary. Scotty asks Stillman if he wants to KO this one, since it’s too old to matter, but Stillman tells them to take a drive and see what’s there. Scotty sarcastically thanks him.
Records and Storage. Scotty, up on a ladder, asks Lilly if they really need this police telegraph. She tells him that they need everything they can get; Scotty gripes that it’s probably like, one page. Lilly sarcastically suggests that they blow it off, since a sixty-year-old case won’t need much help, and Scotty, properly chastened, asks her what the factory report says. Lilly reads that it was ruled an accidental death; the impact from the fall broke Alice’s neck, but then sees something interesting: Henry Walker found the body. “The mean drunk?” Scotty asks. “The mean drunk who told Martha that Alice didn’t work there anymore,” Lilly replies. Scotty finds a telegraph from the 39th District in September, 1943. “Oh, three pages!” Lilly says with a smile. Scotty ignores her, reading that 22-year-old Alice Miller was reported missing by her husband, Nelson, at 11:20 PM. Lilly reads another page, saying that Nelson came home to find two whiskey glasses on the table, but no Alice. Scotty thinks maybe she was partying with someone, and Lilly remembers Martha saying Henry had liquor on his breath that night. “Drinkin’ buddies,” Scotty guesses. “Or more,” Lilly adds, then discovers the problem: Walker died in 1988. Scotty asks if anyone’s alive, and Lilly says Alice’s husband is.
Nelson’s front yard. He explains that he never understood the whiskey glasses, since he and Alice were teetotalers. Lilly asks Nelson if he was out that evening, and he tells her he was trying to get his old job back, then came home to find those two glasses on the table. Scotty asks what time that was, and Nelson says it was eight or so, but by eleven, he was worried enough to notify the police. Lilly asks Nelson if he knew Alice had gone to the factory; Nelson insists that Alice quit that place the day he got back from the war. Lilly guesses the fact that her body was found at the factory must have surprised Nelson, and he says he figured they asked her back for one last shift. Scotty asks if Alice liked the job, and Nelson says she did: she was a “curtains girl.” Lilly surmises that, when the war ended, Alice went back to the kitchen, and Nelson says he knows it’s out of fashion now, but that’s all Alice wanted. He then says he blames himself for sending her to work; it was his idea.
Front yard. Accompanied by the Mills Brothers’ “Till Then,” Nelson sits on the curb awaiting the mail while Alice and Dottie tend a Victory Garden. Dottie explains that tomatoes and radishes do real well, and Alice laments that it’s difficult to prepare Nelson’s meals without the variety. Dottie patriotically explains that the boys need the fresh cuts more than they do. Their task finished, both girls smile at Nelson, and Alice asks him to take a look at their Victory Garden, but Nelson’s distracted by the mail that’s come. He hands it to Alice, and we learn that it’s an order for Nelson to report for service. Nelson tells her they knew it was coming, and Alice asks what she’ll do. “Write me every day; pray for victory,” Nelson says, and Dottie reminds Alice that it’s his duty. Alice knows. Nelson then reads another piece of paper, summoning women for “important war work.” Alice says she couldn’t possibly work, but Dottie chirps that lots of girls are working for victory. Alice protests that she’s too shy and not cut out for that kind of thing, but Nelson argues that it’ll help pass the time and get him home faster. Dottie says she’ll take Alice to the factory on Monday and introduce her to her boss, and Nelson encourages her to give it a try. “You might surprise yourself,” he says.
Nelson says he should have listened to Alice; she was too delicate for that kind of thing. Lilly asks Nelson if he ever met Alice’s boss, Henry Walker, and Nelson didn’t. Scotty asks about Alice’s factory friends, and the only one Nelson knew was their neighbor, Dottie, who got her the job, then points out her house. Lilly turns to see a woman watching from the curtains.
Dottie’s living room, where she explains that she was Mr. Walker’s secretary. Lilly asks if he was a good man; he was a Christian man, Dottie explains, but he was in a lot of pain, since he lost two sons to the war. Scotty asks if that’s why he drank, and Dottie says he wasn’t a saint. Scotty asks if he and Alice could have had a drink together before work that night. “Heavens, no,” Dottie replies, saying Henry was the boss, and Alice was just a factory girl. Scotty tells her that it’s probably been done before. Heh. Dottie surmises that it was probably one of Alice’s new friends, then explains that she’d started to run with a fast crowd, who was known to hit the sauce. “So was your boss,” Scotty replies, and Dottie angrily insists that Mr. Walker and Alice weren’t friendly. Scotty asks what the problem was, and Dottie protests that a secretary doesn’t tell secrets. Lilly reminds her that Mr. Walker is, in fact, dead, and she can’t hurt him. Dottie considers it for a moment, then says that Alice did come to her one day.
Factory. Fannie complains that it’s rotten that the girls are getting the lowest wages, and Dottie cattily suggests that Fannie write Mrs. Roosevelt about it, since she likes to meddle into unpopular causes. Alice comes in, and Fannie b*tches that Alice should be on a poster, with that perfect wave in her hair. Alice timidly asks if she’s intruding, and Dottie shakes her head. Fannie leaves, and Dottie warns Alice to stay away from that one, since she’s got a past, then asks Alice how she’s doing out on the floor. Alice says that she’s doubled her pace on the drill press, then tells Dottie she’s noticed that they’re missing boxes of rivets: every third day, they’re short one. Dottie confidently says that Alice must be counting wrong, but Alice is sure of it, and thought she’d tell Mr. Walker. “I wouldn’t,” Dottie says quickly. Alice argues that someone stealing materials is awfully unpatriotic, but Dottie orders Alice not to mention it to him.
Scotty guesses that this is something the boss would want to know. “Unless he was the one lifting the boxes,” Lilly finishes. Dottie merely repeats her insistence that Mr. Walker wasn’t a saint. Lilly asks her what she can remember from the night Alice died, and finally, she reluctantly recalls that Mr. Walker disappeared for quite a while that night, and that was unusual. Lilly asks Dottie if she was there when he found Alice; she says she wasn’t. They worked the night shift that evening, she adds, and he shouldn’t have been there in the morning.
Retirement home. The guy from earlier, pushing someone else in a wheelchair, explains that his father worked his tail off for Brill, saying that if he was there that morning, it was because he stayed all night doing the books. Jeffries asks if he pulled all-nighters a lot, and the guy replies that his dad did whatever it took. Vera asks if his dad’s drinking on the job was regular, too, and the younger Walker says that his dad was a drunk his whole life, and died of liver failure. Vera asks how Henry and Alice got along; the son says he was seventeen and was thinking about other things. Jeffries asks if he remembers her accusing him of stealing supplies, and he’s surprised that they know about that. The guy finally says that his older brothers died in the war, and Henry felt that he was owed some payback. “That justified the pilfering?” Jeffries asks, and the guy replies that Alice shouldn’t have brought that up to him. “So she did confront him with it,” Vera concludes, and Walker’s son nods.
Factory, where we hear Peggy Lee’s “Waiting for the Train to Come In.” The son asks Alice if she wants to go to the show tonight; there’s something new on, he says, and thinks it’s called “Caysablaynca.” Heh. Alice tells him to take someone his own age; someone from school, but the son, whose name is Buddy, proclaims that they’re all a bunch of dumb clucks. Henry approaches then, and Alice gives him the report of her day’s work. He says to keep ‘em coming, and then Alice asks if she can have a moment. They step to the side, and she tells him that the blind rivets disappear with regularity, and she knows he’s involved in side businesses. Henry asks her if she wants to be fired on the spot; she doesn’t, but she wants something else. She needs help, she says, then tells him about someone named Ivan.
Vera asks who Ivan was, and Buddy says Alice had secrets; all he knew is that she thanked Henry for his help, and hoped to Heaven her husband didn’t find out.
Break room. Stillman asks if Ivan was a boyfriend. Lilly’s curious about what kind of help Alice needed, and Jeffries surmises that, whatever it was, she didn’t want her husband knowing. “Sounds naughty,” Scotty comments. Stillman asks why Alice went to the factory owner for help, and Lilly says he was involved in something on the side, perhaps underground. Stillman asks if Henry’s still a suspect; he is, but the motive isn’t clear. Vera comes in then, triumphantly announcing that bank records always come through: Alice opened up her own bank account in May 1943 and made weekly deposits of $35. “Her factory salary,” Lilly concludes, and Stillman says this makes sense. Vera explains that it keeps making sense until July 1943, when $2000 shows up. Jeffries asks how a woman back then gets that kind of money. “Like I said,” Scotty reminds everyone. “Naughty.” Heh. “Your mind goes right to the gutter,” Lilly says with a smile, but Scotty asks who wants to bet him. “I do,” Jeffries agrees. “Twenty bucks.” They shake on it, and then Lilly tells Stillman she’s going to court: Dana dug through her attic last night and has something for her. “Send her my regards,” Vera grumbles.
Courthouse café, where Lilly’s talking to Dana and Nelson. They’ve neither one heard of Ivan, but Nelson thinks perhaps he was part of her new crowd at the factory. Dana then informs Lilly that Nelson told her Alice was wrote poems and short stories, and Nelson adds that she was too shy to let anyone read them, but she always said everyone had at least one story that could stop your heart. Lilly smiles and surmises that Dana takes after her. Nelson decides to let the ladies talk, then chides them both, saying that if they’d pack their lunch, they wouldn’t have to pay six dollars to eat. “Child of the Depression,” Dana explains, and Lilly surmises that this made him very frugal. Nelson says that Alice survived the Crash, too, and a lesser woman might have minded it, but not her. After he leaves, Dana tells Lilly that, for years after Alice’s death, people tried to set him up, but he always said, “I’ve had my wife.” Lilly asks Dana what she found in the attic, and Dana produces Alice’s diaries from the early 1940s. Lil hopes that perhaps she wrote about Ivan.
Squad room. The detectives are combing through the diaries, pointing out train trips to see Mother and badminton games. Lilly asks if they see anything about Henry Walker or Ivan, and Vera replies that they’re looking. Jeffries continues, reading that rations on beef sometimes meant horse meat for supper. “Horse meat?” Scotty repeats incredulously, then proclaims that a deal-breaker. Vera announces he’s hit pay dirt, having found something about Henry. He reads an entry from June 12, 1943, wherein Henry sent Alice to Smokey’s Dance Hall.
Smokey’s. Alice enters and looks around, then combs the room and approaches the bar, saying that she’s looking for the owner, Richard. “Not here,” the bartender says, but Fannie thinks she can help. Alice doubts it, but Fannie doesn’t let up, asking if Alice is looking for nylons or liquor. “Certainly not,” Alice protests, but Fannie proclaims the black market Richard’s specialty. Alice says that’s not what she’s after, and then Fannie offers to buy her a drink. Alice protests that she has to get home, but Fannie asks what for. “Not the husband or kids…Dr. I.Q. on the radio?” Alice relents and decides that maybe she will have a drink. The bartender gives her one on the house, and the ladies take their drinks to a table and lament how lonesome it is with the men overseas. Fannie asks Alice if they told her to steer clear of her, on account of her checkered past. “No details,” Alice replies. “Just keep your distance,” Fannie concludes. Alice asks Fannie what she did, and Fannie tells her that they say she shot her husband, and she did, too, but she had a reason. Alice looks shocked and asks Fannie if she killed him; she didn’t, just blew up his shoulder, but he ran off after that. Fannie then asks Alice why she came to Smokey’s; Alice says she came because she believed what Fannie said.
“End of entry,” Vera proclaims. The detectives puzzle over what Fannie might have said, and Vera’s interested in knowing whether Fannie really shot her husband. “Better find out,” Lilly says, and Jeffries volunteers to go with her. “I’d like to meet an eighty-year-old who shot a guy,” he remarks. Heh.
Factory, where Four Vagabonds’ “Rosie the Riveter” plays. A Rosie poster even hangs proudly on the wall while women are hard at work all around it. A couple of women in non-factory clothes walk through, and the one in front explains that they never can get enough girls for all the shifts, reminding the woman behind her that they have to work 24 hours a day for victory. A closer look reveals that the woman in front is none other than Pam from The Office! Sweet! Pam reassures the other woman that the girls are a real nice bunch, then introduces the woman, Alice Miller, to Martha. Martha asks Alice if she’s joining the line; Alice supposes she is. Martha asks Alice if her husband’s overseas; Alice nods. Their smalltalk is interrupted by another one, who b*tches at them to watch it, then says they’d better get Alice a pair of slacks. “That’s Fannie,” Pam says by way of explanation.
The boss approaches them, asking Pam, whose real name is Dottie, if this is the new girl, and she confirms it, saying it’s her neighbor, Alice. The boss asks Alice if she knows how to work a vertical lathe; Alice replies that she’s never worked a day in her life. Martha encourages her, saying it’s no tougher than a sewing machine. They’re interrupted by sirens, and Dottie instructs Alice to get down. The others explain to the confused Alice that it’s an air raid siren; a guy tells her it’s just practice, and Fannie snarks that if it was real, they would have heard the bombs already. Alice looks around uncertainly.
As several women leave the shift, a whistle blows, and the camera then pans to a corner, where Alice’s body lies next to some of the machines.
In the evidence room, a detective puts her file on a shelf.
Present Day
Lilly walks into a Women of the Homefront reunion, where someone calls to her, and Lilly approaches, asking the young woman if these are the Rosie the Riveters. They are indeed. Lilly asks the other woman how her story’s going, and she replies that nobody else wanted it, but her great-aunt was one of the workers, so she took it on, and her digging has uncovered a bigger story. She then calls to Martha and tells her to come meet Lilly. “You’re the lady detective,” Martha says by way of greeting, and the reporter explains that Martha worked with her aunt Alice. Martha proclaims Alice a real nice gal: quiet as a mouse at first, but couldn’t have been sweeter, and that it’s terrible what happened. Lilly says that the official story was that she died in a fall, but Martha tells her that the night they say Alice fell was Martha’s last night on the job; before she left, she asked the owner where Alice was so she could say goodbye. The owner said Alice had quit, and the writer says that the body was found the next day, in her work clothes. Lilly asks Martha if her memory could be mistaken, and Martha smiles and explains that, when you get old, you start forgetting things, not making them up. Heh. Lilly nods and asks the owner’s name: Henry Walker, who was a drinker and mean as a snake, according to Martha. She says that she could smell liquor on Henry’s breath that night, and the writer thinks he was hiding something. “Like maybe Alice didn’t fall…maybe she was pushed,” Lilly guesses.
Credits.
Coffee place. Jeffries comments that a sixty-year-old case is ancient, and Stillman asks Lilly who brought it to her. Lilly explains that her source is Dana Hunter, whose great-aunt died in a factory accident in 1943. Vera asks if Dana is that pushy reporter, and Scotty confirms it, saying she’s the pretty one who covers court. Lilly explains that Dana’s doing a story on the factory girls, but Vera’s still fixated on Dana, whom he says he doesn’t like. Jeffries thinks this is because she covered the Chimayo job, and kept writing that Vera had no new leads. Stillman chuckles, and Scotty agrees that the truth hurts. Vera’s not amused, and Lilly steers the conversation back to the case, saying that Dana thinks her aunt’s death was homicide. Scotty argues that, even if that’s true, the doer’s probably dead, and the whole thing’s a formality. Lilly sees right through it, accusing Scotty of not wanting to drive out to Records and Storage. Vera says that a sixty-one year-old case should be skipped, since no one cares. “What’s with you?” Lilly asks, and Jeffries explains that Vera’s just happy because it’s his anniversary. Scotty asks Stillman if he wants to KO this one, since it’s too old to matter, but Stillman tells them to take a drive and see what’s there. Scotty sarcastically thanks him.
Records and Storage. Scotty, up on a ladder, asks Lilly if they really need this police telegraph. She tells him that they need everything they can get; Scotty gripes that it’s probably like, one page. Lilly sarcastically suggests that they blow it off, since a sixty-year-old case won’t need much help, and Scotty, properly chastened, asks her what the factory report says. Lilly reads that it was ruled an accidental death; the impact from the fall broke Alice’s neck, but then sees something interesting: Henry Walker found the body. “The mean drunk?” Scotty asks. “The mean drunk who told Martha that Alice didn’t work there anymore,” Lilly replies. Scotty finds a telegraph from the 39th District in September, 1943. “Oh, three pages!” Lilly says with a smile. Scotty ignores her, reading that 22-year-old Alice Miller was reported missing by her husband, Nelson, at 11:20 PM. Lilly reads another page, saying that Nelson came home to find two whiskey glasses on the table, but no Alice. Scotty thinks maybe she was partying with someone, and Lilly remembers Martha saying Henry had liquor on his breath that night. “Drinkin’ buddies,” Scotty guesses. “Or more,” Lilly adds, then discovers the problem: Walker died in 1988. Scotty asks if anyone’s alive, and Lilly says Alice’s husband is.
Nelson’s front yard. He explains that he never understood the whiskey glasses, since he and Alice were teetotalers. Lilly asks Nelson if he was out that evening, and he tells her he was trying to get his old job back, then came home to find those two glasses on the table. Scotty asks what time that was, and Nelson says it was eight or so, but by eleven, he was worried enough to notify the police. Lilly asks Nelson if he knew Alice had gone to the factory; Nelson insists that Alice quit that place the day he got back from the war. Lilly guesses the fact that her body was found at the factory must have surprised Nelson, and he says he figured they asked her back for one last shift. Scotty asks if Alice liked the job, and Nelson says she did: she was a “curtains girl.” Lilly surmises that, when the war ended, Alice went back to the kitchen, and Nelson says he knows it’s out of fashion now, but that’s all Alice wanted. He then says he blames himself for sending her to work; it was his idea.
Front yard. Accompanied by the Mills Brothers’ “Till Then,” Nelson sits on the curb awaiting the mail while Alice and Dottie tend a Victory Garden. Dottie explains that tomatoes and radishes do real well, and Alice laments that it’s difficult to prepare Nelson’s meals without the variety. Dottie patriotically explains that the boys need the fresh cuts more than they do. Their task finished, both girls smile at Nelson, and Alice asks him to take a look at their Victory Garden, but Nelson’s distracted by the mail that’s come. He hands it to Alice, and we learn that it’s an order for Nelson to report for service. Nelson tells her they knew it was coming, and Alice asks what she’ll do. “Write me every day; pray for victory,” Nelson says, and Dottie reminds Alice that it’s his duty. Alice knows. Nelson then reads another piece of paper, summoning women for “important war work.” Alice says she couldn’t possibly work, but Dottie chirps that lots of girls are working for victory. Alice protests that she’s too shy and not cut out for that kind of thing, but Nelson argues that it’ll help pass the time and get him home faster. Dottie says she’ll take Alice to the factory on Monday and introduce her to her boss, and Nelson encourages her to give it a try. “You might surprise yourself,” he says.
Nelson says he should have listened to Alice; she was too delicate for that kind of thing. Lilly asks Nelson if he ever met Alice’s boss, Henry Walker, and Nelson didn’t. Scotty asks about Alice’s factory friends, and the only one Nelson knew was their neighbor, Dottie, who got her the job, then points out her house. Lilly turns to see a woman watching from the curtains.
Dottie’s living room, where she explains that she was Mr. Walker’s secretary. Lilly asks if he was a good man; he was a Christian man, Dottie explains, but he was in a lot of pain, since he lost two sons to the war. Scotty asks if that’s why he drank, and Dottie says he wasn’t a saint. Scotty asks if he and Alice could have had a drink together before work that night. “Heavens, no,” Dottie replies, saying Henry was the boss, and Alice was just a factory girl. Scotty tells her that it’s probably been done before. Heh. Dottie surmises that it was probably one of Alice’s new friends, then explains that she’d started to run with a fast crowd, who was known to hit the sauce. “So was your boss,” Scotty replies, and Dottie angrily insists that Mr. Walker and Alice weren’t friendly. Scotty asks what the problem was, and Dottie protests that a secretary doesn’t tell secrets. Lilly reminds her that Mr. Walker is, in fact, dead, and she can’t hurt him. Dottie considers it for a moment, then says that Alice did come to her one day.
Factory. Fannie complains that it’s rotten that the girls are getting the lowest wages, and Dottie cattily suggests that Fannie write Mrs. Roosevelt about it, since she likes to meddle into unpopular causes. Alice comes in, and Fannie b*tches that Alice should be on a poster, with that perfect wave in her hair. Alice timidly asks if she’s intruding, and Dottie shakes her head. Fannie leaves, and Dottie warns Alice to stay away from that one, since she’s got a past, then asks Alice how she’s doing out on the floor. Alice says that she’s doubled her pace on the drill press, then tells Dottie she’s noticed that they’re missing boxes of rivets: every third day, they’re short one. Dottie confidently says that Alice must be counting wrong, but Alice is sure of it, and thought she’d tell Mr. Walker. “I wouldn’t,” Dottie says quickly. Alice argues that someone stealing materials is awfully unpatriotic, but Dottie orders Alice not to mention it to him.
Scotty guesses that this is something the boss would want to know. “Unless he was the one lifting the boxes,” Lilly finishes. Dottie merely repeats her insistence that Mr. Walker wasn’t a saint. Lilly asks her what she can remember from the night Alice died, and finally, she reluctantly recalls that Mr. Walker disappeared for quite a while that night, and that was unusual. Lilly asks Dottie if she was there when he found Alice; she says she wasn’t. They worked the night shift that evening, she adds, and he shouldn’t have been there in the morning.
Retirement home. The guy from earlier, pushing someone else in a wheelchair, explains that his father worked his tail off for Brill, saying that if he was there that morning, it was because he stayed all night doing the books. Jeffries asks if he pulled all-nighters a lot, and the guy replies that his dad did whatever it took. Vera asks if his dad’s drinking on the job was regular, too, and the younger Walker says that his dad was a drunk his whole life, and died of liver failure. Vera asks how Henry and Alice got along; the son says he was seventeen and was thinking about other things. Jeffries asks if he remembers her accusing him of stealing supplies, and he’s surprised that they know about that. The guy finally says that his older brothers died in the war, and Henry felt that he was owed some payback. “That justified the pilfering?” Jeffries asks, and the guy replies that Alice shouldn’t have brought that up to him. “So she did confront him with it,” Vera concludes, and Walker’s son nods.
Factory, where we hear Peggy Lee’s “Waiting for the Train to Come In.” The son asks Alice if she wants to go to the show tonight; there’s something new on, he says, and thinks it’s called “Caysablaynca.” Heh. Alice tells him to take someone his own age; someone from school, but the son, whose name is Buddy, proclaims that they’re all a bunch of dumb clucks. Henry approaches then, and Alice gives him the report of her day’s work. He says to keep ‘em coming, and then Alice asks if she can have a moment. They step to the side, and she tells him that the blind rivets disappear with regularity, and she knows he’s involved in side businesses. Henry asks her if she wants to be fired on the spot; she doesn’t, but she wants something else. She needs help, she says, then tells him about someone named Ivan.
Vera asks who Ivan was, and Buddy says Alice had secrets; all he knew is that she thanked Henry for his help, and hoped to Heaven her husband didn’t find out.
Break room. Stillman asks if Ivan was a boyfriend. Lilly’s curious about what kind of help Alice needed, and Jeffries surmises that, whatever it was, she didn’t want her husband knowing. “Sounds naughty,” Scotty comments. Stillman asks why Alice went to the factory owner for help, and Lilly says he was involved in something on the side, perhaps underground. Stillman asks if Henry’s still a suspect; he is, but the motive isn’t clear. Vera comes in then, triumphantly announcing that bank records always come through: Alice opened up her own bank account in May 1943 and made weekly deposits of $35. “Her factory salary,” Lilly concludes, and Stillman says this makes sense. Vera explains that it keeps making sense until July 1943, when $2000 shows up. Jeffries asks how a woman back then gets that kind of money. “Like I said,” Scotty reminds everyone. “Naughty.” Heh. “Your mind goes right to the gutter,” Lilly says with a smile, but Scotty asks who wants to bet him. “I do,” Jeffries agrees. “Twenty bucks.” They shake on it, and then Lilly tells Stillman she’s going to court: Dana dug through her attic last night and has something for her. “Send her my regards,” Vera grumbles.
Courthouse café, where Lilly’s talking to Dana and Nelson. They’ve neither one heard of Ivan, but Nelson thinks perhaps he was part of her new crowd at the factory. Dana then informs Lilly that Nelson told her Alice was wrote poems and short stories, and Nelson adds that she was too shy to let anyone read them, but she always said everyone had at least one story that could stop your heart. Lilly smiles and surmises that Dana takes after her. Nelson decides to let the ladies talk, then chides them both, saying that if they’d pack their lunch, they wouldn’t have to pay six dollars to eat. “Child of the Depression,” Dana explains, and Lilly surmises that this made him very frugal. Nelson says that Alice survived the Crash, too, and a lesser woman might have minded it, but not her. After he leaves, Dana tells Lilly that, for years after Alice’s death, people tried to set him up, but he always said, “I’ve had my wife.” Lilly asks Dana what she found in the attic, and Dana produces Alice’s diaries from the early 1940s. Lil hopes that perhaps she wrote about Ivan.
Squad room. The detectives are combing through the diaries, pointing out train trips to see Mother and badminton games. Lilly asks if they see anything about Henry Walker or Ivan, and Vera replies that they’re looking. Jeffries continues, reading that rations on beef sometimes meant horse meat for supper. “Horse meat?” Scotty repeats incredulously, then proclaims that a deal-breaker. Vera announces he’s hit pay dirt, having found something about Henry. He reads an entry from June 12, 1943, wherein Henry sent Alice to Smokey’s Dance Hall.
Smokey’s. Alice enters and looks around, then combs the room and approaches the bar, saying that she’s looking for the owner, Richard. “Not here,” the bartender says, but Fannie thinks she can help. Alice doubts it, but Fannie doesn’t let up, asking if Alice is looking for nylons or liquor. “Certainly not,” Alice protests, but Fannie proclaims the black market Richard’s specialty. Alice says that’s not what she’s after, and then Fannie offers to buy her a drink. Alice protests that she has to get home, but Fannie asks what for. “Not the husband or kids…Dr. I.Q. on the radio?” Alice relents and decides that maybe she will have a drink. The bartender gives her one on the house, and the ladies take their drinks to a table and lament how lonesome it is with the men overseas. Fannie asks Alice if they told her to steer clear of her, on account of her checkered past. “No details,” Alice replies. “Just keep your distance,” Fannie concludes. Alice asks Fannie what she did, and Fannie tells her that they say she shot her husband, and she did, too, but she had a reason. Alice looks shocked and asks Fannie if she killed him; she didn’t, just blew up his shoulder, but he ran off after that. Fannie then asks Alice why she came to Smokey’s; Alice says she came because she believed what Fannie said.
“End of entry,” Vera proclaims. The detectives puzzle over what Fannie might have said, and Vera’s interested in knowing whether Fannie really shot her husband. “Better find out,” Lilly says, and Jeffries volunteers to go with her. “I’d like to meet an eighty-year-old who shot a guy,” he remarks. Heh.