On the snowy backroads of... wherever they are... Olive fires off the questions as Ned swerves along the highway. Does he know why Charles Charles's grave is empty? Yes. Was it robbed? No. They what did he do, just get up and walk away? Uh, yes. Whoa! Olive is shocked. "Chuck's father's alive?" she asks and Ned takes a mighty swerve. Olive continues unabated. If Chuck and her father faked their deaths, was Dwight Dixon onto them? Yes. Okay, well, did Ned have anything to do with Dwight's subsequent disappearance? Ned admits that yes, he did, though he did not mean to. "Okay, when you inadvertently, unintentionally and without malice aforethought disappeared Dwight," she asks, "did you disappear him in a permanent sense?" Ned swerves and says he doesn't understand the question. Olive: "Did you kill him?!" Ned: "DEAD END!" Olive gasps. "Is that an admission?" she asks. But um, no, it's not. It's more like an announcement -- because Mother has come to the literal end of the road and is going off a cliff.
I am telling you, there is no friend to the recapper like the commercial. I hate them at all other times, but when I am recapping, I think to myself often how I'd like to see at least five more minutes of this Lexus commercial where they try to convince us that people give each other cars for Christmas.
Back on the cliffside (for that is where we are now, Ned and Olive having somehow escaped the falling RV and to save themselves on the proverbial branch jutting from the doomed rock) the future literally hangs in the balance. Well, Ned hangs in the balance, and Olive hangs off him. "Thank God for my naturally clingy nature!" she says. Sensing the end, Ned apologizes to Olive for getting her into all this. "I'm sorry you felt you had to prove yourself," he tells her, meaningfully. "I'm sorry about... so many things." Olive says she's not sorry. "Well, maybe for one thing," she admits. "I'm sorry you never looked at me the same way you look at Chuck." Sniff! Wait, it gets even better. Check it. Ned: "I wouldn't say 'never.'" Y'all. So sweet. Jim Dale tells us that of all the secrets untold, this was the one Olive most wanted to hear. She is so full of bliss, it almost doesn't matter when the branch begins to break and they start their descent into the sea. But wait! What's this? A masked man comes to their rescue, grabbing Ned's arm at the last minute and hauling both of them to safety.
Back in his office, Emerson is having regrets. He's called Vivian to meet him there, against her better judgment she says, "considering the callous braggadocio with which you previously gave me the heave-ho." Emerson: "Well, if I did do any ho-heavin', it was for your own good." Hee. He says there is a time to for callous braggadocio, and a time for sensitivity, and to the Norwegians that second time is never. Vivian says she supposes it's a holdover from their Viking ancestry. "It would be difficult to rape and pillage," she says, "with the subtlety of a humanist." Er, yeah. I guess maybe we don't need to say "rape" on television for no reason? Just a suggestion. I mean, she could have used DoomDevil as an example, instead, is all I'm saying. Anyway, Emerson has called her there to do her the great courtesy of breaking the bad news: when the Norwegians opened the coffins of Charles and Charlotte, their coffins were empty. Vivian is devastated. "Our Charlotte?" she cries. "Dwight stole her?!" Emerson sweetly tells her that yes, Charlotte wasn't there, but the truth is that Charlotte is always with her, in her heart. "Thank you, Mr. Cod," Vivian says. "It seems my sister was right. Dwight was indeed a bad man. Oh, my sweet, sweet Charlotte. Knowing this will surely shatter Lily's heart."