Knives out| Marta x oc

You did this

Previously on the last chapter

Now with the entire solution in my field of view, the arc of this case is a tragedy of errors. And Marta, it will not be easy to hear. But there is at least one truly guilty party behind it all, guilty in the true sense of acting with malice and committing a heinous crime with selfish intent. Trooper Wagner.

Marta: "Trooper Wagner??"

Blanc squints at her. No. A moment later Wagner leads Ransom in. Ransom looks at Marta softly, sadly.

Ransom: "Marta I'm sorry. I told them everything, I figured it was all up. I'm sorry."

Marta: "It's alright Ransom, I'm glad you did."

Blanc: "Not exactly everything though."

Marta: "Is this about what Greatnana told you? She saw me that night, she mistook me for Ransom."

Blanc: "We'll get to that. But first, Mr. Hugh Ransom Drysdale, you might tell us all why you hired me."

Back to the present

Ransom: "Why I hired you?"

Blanc: "You're right, let's back up. To the night of the party. Your argument with Harlan. What were the overheard words by the Nazi child masturbating in the bathroom - "my will" and "I'm warning you." You and Harlan were "drama mamas," you shared a love of twisting the knife into one another. I don't believe he would have slipped it in halfway - no, I submit that Harlan told you everything."

NIGHT OF THE PARTY

Ransom and Harlan face each other.

Ransom: "You can't be serious."

Harlan: "Not a red dime or word of my work to a single one of them, you included."

PRESENT

Blanc: "Marta, remind me what Ransom said his conversation with Harlan ended with."

Marta: "Harlan told him that I could beat him in go.

Blanc: "And I asked myself - Marta? Why would the topic of the will have steered around to Marta and probably William? There is one obvious explanation..."

NIGHT OF THE PARTY

Ransom: "You are not this crazy. You would not just throw your fortune away."

Harlan: "No. I'm giving it to Marta and William. All of it."

Ransom: "Ha. To your Brazilian nurse and a fashion Brit are you goddamn insane."

Harlan: "I'm sane for the first time in my life and I've done it I've made the change to my will it's done"

Ransom: "I'm going to stop this Harlan, I -"

Ransom: "I'm warning you!"

Push into a vent in the wall.

PRESENT

Ransom: "That is some heavy-duty conjecture."

Blanc: "Granted. But it's the only way what comes next makes sense. So you storm out, you drive off into the night. You tell Marta later of what was it, feeling an overwhelming sense of..."

William: "Clarity."

Marta: "Clarity. That he has to make do for himself from here on out."

Blanc: "Exactly."

NIGHT OF THE PARTY

Ransom's Porsche skids to a stop on the side of the empty road. Sits idling.