Only Murders In The Building season two

Only Murders In The Building season two ends with a solution that feels mostly fair, another fantastic physical comedy moment, and yodelling.

“I have a plan!”

“What?”

“... I’m sorry, I thought a plan would, uh, come to me in that moment, but, uh, no. Nothing.”

An old-school Killer Reveal Party!

Important uncertainty over whether something was confirmed in the narrative!

An epilogue!

Good parenting!

I was really not expecting Evil Paul Rudd. Or for Evil Paul Rudd to not make it three minutes.

And...