Unfortunately, JD tells us, what works in the Pie Hole, does not work for the Norwegians, who adhered to a strict "do ask, do tell" policy. They swoop on Olive as the Pie Hole counter. "Hello, Hedda," Olive gulps at her one-time admirer. "You're looking lovely tonight." But they're having none of it. "You," Nils accosts her, "killed our Mudder!" Olive thinks fast. "I was Mother-jacked!" she says. She can't identify the perps, though, just their fists from when they uh, pummeled her eyes. "Then they beat me with a blue and yellow sock," she says, "as they got high on ABBA and tiny little meatballs!" The Norwegians gasp: SWEDES! Hedda, sensing that she is lying, is putting on the pressure when Ned, Chuck and Emerson burst in, just in time. Hiding Chuck immediately, Ned and Emerson are there to hear that Nils's remote Mother alert has told him that there has just been activity on Dwight Dixon's credit card! He's not dead after all? He's just checked back in to the Come and Sleep Motel.

Racing to the scene, everyone jams up in the doorway at once. "Listen, we're all professionals, people" Emerson groans as they fight their way through. "This doesn't have to get ugly." Nils: "Your shirt suggests otherwise." Heeeee. Finally, Hedda wrenches her way inside. "Once we find Dwight," she says, flipping on the room's lightswitch, "all will be illuminated." Uh, yeah, because Dwight? Is dead on the bed. Whoa! "We will soon get to the bottom of this," the Norwegians announce, and in and aside to Emerson, Ned can't help pointing out that the bottom of this keeps dropping. "Well, when they get to the bottom," Emerson whispers, "what exactly are they gonna be scrapin'? Cause dead men don't run up their credit cards checkin' back in to motels they never checked out of." Good point. Ned wonders if Chuck's dad could have done all this, but they are interrupted by Nils. Whatever they're talking about, he says, will be moot when the mighty Norwegians discover all the details the scene has to offer. Oh, yes, Jim Dale says, there are many details to be found in this room, but they all fit together to tell a story that was a lie. The facts, he says, were NOT these: every clue presented here was specially crafted to show that Dwight Dixon had simply died of natural causes. Hidden booty found under the mattress pointed to his life as a seasoned grave robber. A can of gasoline indicated that he had burned the two missing Charles bodies. "In the end, all the evidence pointed to Dwight acting and dying alone, with nobody else responsible," JD says. "Because that's what they were supposed to find." Emerson smugly accepts a grudging handshake from Magnus as the Norwegians wrap up their case, and he and Ned can finally breathe after this messed up ordeal.