All language subtitles for Murdoch Mysteries S16E24 1080p WEBRip x264-BAE (1)_track3_[eng]

(theme song)

(calm music)

- Ikigai.

- How's your bonsai?

- Fine.

- Susannah and I are
going for a walk.

- Mm-hmm, all right.

- Are you sure you're
all right, william?

- Never better.

Now that I have time to do
the things

That I never had time to do.

(baby cooing)

(snoring)

(bell ringing)

(clears throat)

(bell ringing)

(knocking on door)

Yes?

- William murdoch?

- Yes.

- A moment of your time?

Lionel bently.

- William murdoch.

Please, come in.

- Hm. Lovely home.

(exhales)

Unique design.
Is it your own creation?

- Oh, no. It was designed by

A man named frank lloyd wright.

Um, what is it that
I can do for you, mr. Bently?

- You resigned
from the police force.

- I did.

- So, you need a job.

I have a job.

And it needs to be tended to
rather urgently.

(calm music)

This could be your new office.

Mathilda crisp.

She is my ward
and she is missing.

- Her eyes...
Miss crisp has heterochromia?

- Yes. One eye is blue,
the other dark brown.

It's quite striking.

- And have you notified
the police?

- I am doing one better.

I am talking to you.

I need her found.

- I-I no longer--
- I am aware of
your current situation.

I'm also aware that you are
the best detective in the city,

Possibly the entire country.

- A position I no longer hold.
- Ridiculous, sir.

Whether you hold the position
formally or not doesn't mean
you're not the best.

This is mr. Quinton.

He works for the crisp estate.

He's also an admirer.

He is the one who suggested
I contact you.

- You have the mind of
jules verne and the technical
genius of nikola tesla.

- Oh, that's very kind.
Thank you.

But--
- in three days,

Mathilda is going to inherit
$3,000,000.

And she has gone missing.

- And you are interested
in her money?

- I am interested in her.

I have been her guardian since
her father died

And made her an orphan.

It is my duty to find her,
and you, you are my only hope.

(pensive music)

- I appreciate the offer,
gentlemen, but I must refuse.

This is no longer my life.

- You have to eat.

(watts): Thank you, no.

- You know you're free to go.

- I want my day in court.

- If you go to court,
you'll go to prison.

- Then to prison I go.

- At least take some water.

Please.

You're not going to accomplish
anything like this, watts,
except starve yourself to death.

- Then, my death is
on society's hands.

What edwards is doing is wrong.

And by association, so are you.

Wonder what thomas brackenreid
would think

About what's happened
to his station.

(somber music)

(pedestrians chattering)

- Tea? Is that
the best she's got?

- Well, there's not a drop
of alcohol in the place.

And another thing--
- ah, there usually is.

- I don't think
your aunt is sick at all.

- Then, why would she send
for me?

- Mm, she's a lonely
old lady who wanted

Someone to talk to?

- She brings me across
the atlantic for conversation?

(aunt): Thomas! Margaret?
I need you!

(sighs)
- and to have someone wait
on her hand and foot.

At least one of us gets
to retire.

Coming!

- I refused the offer.

- Are you sure?

- We have travel plans, julia.

- What of the young woman?

- I made some inquiries.

Apparently, miss crisp is
something of a free spirit.

She's disappeared before.

I'm sure she'll return home

Once she runs out of pocket
money.

- Well, I received
some good news today.

- Oh, did you?

- The women's hospital received
a sizable donation

From a mr. Bently representing
the crisp estate.

- Wha... That's the gentleman
who offered me the position.

They're trying to get
to me through you.

- Do you want me to refuse it?

(exhales)

- No, of course not.

- Well, william,
we need to thank him.

- Mr. Bently is in
mr. Quinton's laboratory.

- Mr. Quinton has
a laboratory here?

- It was mr. Crisp's.

Mr. Quinton has taken it over.

He wears many hats.

And he is like yourself:
A man of science.

Just down the hall.

- I'm certain that this will be
very helpful.

I'm really thinking that...

You've reconsidered?

- Uh, we're here to thank you
for your generous gift.

- Ah, you saved
many women's lives.

(chuckles)

- Are you impressed?

- I'd be lying
if I said I wasn't.

- I'm so pleased.

You were the inspiration
for so many of these.

Actually, the creator
of most, if truth be told.

- What is this?

This is so small.
Does it work?

- Too well, I'm afraid.

Yours only incapacitated people.
Sadly, this one remains lethal.

- Well, you'll need
to recalibrate

The voltage regulator.

This is much too high.

That should do it.

What is this for?
- Ah.

That was intended
to monitor miss crisp.

But she left before
I could install them.

I'm hoping to find some use
for them in tracking her down.

- And you're certain
she'll not return?

- She has indulged in flights
of fancy before,

But never for so long.

- Where was she last seen?

(investigative music)

- I see you there, constable
crabtree. What is it?

- When will detective watts
have his day in court?

- He is not a detective
and the answer is never.

- I fear if he stays in jail,
he'll die.

- That is his choice.
Not mine.

- He deserves to be heard.
He's willing to risk prison.

- I am not interested.

As far as I'm concerned, he can
rot in there or leave town.

Those are his two choices.
- Inspector, this is...

This is not the way
inspector brackenreid

Or detective murdoch would
deal with things.

- No, they both quit the fight.

Anything else?

- Yes, plenty.

Perhaps better left
unsaid for now.

(somber music)

(pedestrians chattering)

- What's in it for me,
other than a free piece of pie?

- You would be performing
an act of humanity.

- Not something
that sells newspapers.

- Look, watts just wants
to have his say.

A newspaper article would
give him that.

I think people would read it.

- And I suppose you think
my story would be
more sympathetic.

- I think it could be whatever
you want it to be.

You could interview him.
I could sneak you
into the cells.

And whether your story's
favourable or unfavourable,

It would likely accomplish
the same thing.

- And that is?

- It would likely save his life.

- You're sure this is where
miss crisp was last seen?

- We had a credible
sighting down here.

- Seems like an odd place
for an heiress.

- Well, she was
an unusual heiress;

Interested in social causes
and the like.

I think half her month's
stipend went to feeding
the poor.

Look, these men are setting up
your recording devices

To see if we can find
miss crisp's whereabouts.

They're at your disposal
day or night.

- Very good.

How is it you know mr. Bently?

- Oh, we both work
for the estate.

Mr. Crisp hired me just before
he tragically passed.

Called me his fix-it man.

- Fix-it man?
- Yeah, well, he had a number
of industrial concerns...

Factories and such.
I keep them in good order.

- Thus your technical knowledge.

(chuckles)

- I've picked up a few things
over the years,

But, uh, my accomplishments fade
next to yours.

And that device will record
what the camera films?

- Yes.
- You are truly an amazing man.

It's a shame that you are
lost to the constabulary.

- They are no longer
my constabulary.

Shall we?

(investigative music)

- Sleep it off in here,
trem, and I'll let you go.

- What did you do wrong, friend?

- Miss cherry?
Why are you here?

- To give you a voice.

(sighs)

- Perhaps this device will
reveal something.

- And if it doesn't?

- There are five more
such devices installed.

We'll review all of them.

- We should have
more of these viewers.

- Sorry, mr. Bently.
- I'll get to it.

No matter now.

- Last one's a charm.

- Let us hope.

- Mr. Quinton and I have
been talking.

- I'm not sure now's the time.

- When better?

Mr. Murdoch, what if
our resources were
at your disposal

Whenever you wanted?

- Well, that certainly would
have made my job easier.

But that is no longer my job.

- Hm. Well, I am suggesting
something new.

A new police force
with you at its head.

- Oh, I-I don't think that's--
- we could keep everyone

Under surveillance,
apprehend people

By non-lethal means before
they've committed crimes.

It could change the world.

- Not necessarily for
the better.

Oh, what's this?

(tense music)

- That's her!

Good lord.

- She was abducted?

- So it would seem.

(background chattering)

- Over here!

(investigative music)

(man): Buckle up!

(man 2): No, they must've
come through here.

- Obviously, they didn't
get far.

- Certainly looks
like the same car.

- Look at this.

"destroy or be destroyed -
there is no middle way."

- "we demand all money
be abolished

Along with all private
ownership."

Anarchists.

- Good lord.

And they've taken mathilda.

What do we do now?

- They don't know we're
onto them, so we have
the element of surprise.

I suggest we use it.

(tense music)

- It's not there.

- What's not there?

- I smuggled louise cherry into
the cells to interview watts.

She was gonna write a story

About his hunger strike.
She didn't.

- It's a good thing she didn't.
You could have lost your job.

- Maybe there are more
important things, henry.

- You done with that?

- I need to step out.
Cover for me?

- And if the inspector asks?

- Tell him I'm out arresting
vagrants.

Or burning witches.

(sighs)

- Constable.

Do we pay you to read
the newspaper?

- Uh, no, sir.

- On your feet.

Stalls need mucking out.

- Uh...

- Would you mind letting us in
on what you are doing here?

- Um, we know approximately
where miss crisp was taken.

I'm attempting to determine
the precise location.

- Uh, with the aerial camera?

- N-not just the aerial camera.

Attached to it is a device
that uses a wheatstone bridge.

- Ah, it measures heat.

- Not exactly, but close enough.

I propose we fly
the aerial camera

Over the area where
miss crisp was taken.

If there are people there,
this will tell us
precisely where.

- Brilliant.
- Please, don't encourage him.

- Are you ready, doctor?
- Indeed I am.

- I submitted the story.
My editor chose
not to publish it.

- I don't believe you.
- Believe whatever you want.

I'm telling the truth.

- I'm sure in the past,
you've managed to get things
published

Without the approval
of your editor.

- If I'd pushed it through,
I would have been fired, george.

And then,
you'd have no ally at all.

(somber music)

(guard): Bring him up! Cell 2.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, just seeing
how you were faring.

- My commitment to this is
being sorely tested.

- You can stop at any time.

- No, I can't.

- And you still haven't
eaten anything?

Take some water.

(gulping)

(exhales)
- it tastes strange.

- You've had a week
without any food.

Everything is going
to taste strange.

(sighs)

(soft music)

(horse neighing)

- With the bolometer attached

To the aerial device,
we'll be able to detect

Any infrared light.

- Which can be created by heat.

- Exactly.

Now the only heat source

Inside these buildings will be
human bodies.

If miss crisp and her captors
are inside, we'll find them.

- Mr. Bently was right.

- I beg your pardon?

- Well, with our resources
and your mind,

We could create a detective
agency that would leave

The pinkertons in the dust.

We'd be the envy
of the scotland yard.

(aunt): And then,
sybil said to me,
"well, I never said that."

- But she did?
- Of course she did.

She just as well
called me a liar.

And we used to be
such dear friends.

So, here I am now,
left all alone with no one.

Except for my dear nephew.
Isn't that right?

- That's right.

(aunt): You having another?

- I am.
(aunt): Oh, thomas.

That is at least
three this evening.

If you don't watch yourself,
you will get the gout.

- I will not get the gout.
(aunt): You never know.

Sybil got the gout once.

Too much red meat and alcohol.

She was in terrible pain.

Well, at least she deserved it.

Did I tell you
what she said to me?

- So, louise cherry refused
to print the article?

(crabtree): I suppose I can't
expect her to do

What we're unprepared to do.

- What's that?
- Lose our jobs.

(edwards): Constable crabtree.

Were you aware the vagrant

You brought in was
a member of the press?

- I was not.

- I was informed by the city
editor of the toronto telegraph

That one of his reporters
entered the cells

Under flimsy disguise.

- That was louise cherry?

I thought it was a vagrant.

- Did you now?

But you knew
the reporter's name.

Interesting.

- A good guess, I suppose.

- You have one job, constable.

Enforce the law to the letter.

If you are uncomfortable
with that,

You can join
your detective murdoch.

Which would be a shame

Considering you have
a new house to pay for.

- George.

(sinister music)

- None of this would be
happening if the inspector

Or the detective were here.
- Well, they're not.

(exhales)
and there's nothing we can do.
(sighs)

Unless...
- Unless what?

- Well, I happen to know that

Thaddeus monk of the board
of control holds a clay
pigeon shoot

Every second Sunday
of the month.

- What? Why are you
telling me this, henry?

- Well, the gathering is

In direct violation
of the Sunday observance act.

You heard what edwards said.

- Enforce the law.

- To the letter.

(scoffs)

- Henry, you're a man of
many surprises.

(chuckles)

(background laughter
and chatter)

(man): Wonderful shot, sir!

- They all have guns.

- Yes, higgins, I would think
that de rigueur for an event
of such nature.

- Yes, but we don't.

- Well, we have the force
of law on our side.

All right,
now's as good a time as any.

- Uh, you did hear me
when I said they have guns?

(tense music)

- Launch the bird!

(grunts)

(gunshot)

(man chuckling): Nicely done!

- Another.

(grunts)

(gunshot)

This sighting is off.
(crabtree): Toronto
constabulary!

What's going on here?

- Engaging in a little sport;
nothing more.

- A great deal more,
I would say.

You're contravening
the Sunday observance act.

- On private land.

- Ah, accessible by the public
in free view of anyone to see.

- Oh, now see here. This is--
- look, I am here on orders

To arrest anybody doing
anything illegal.

Now, you'll put these guns down.

You're coming with me
to the station house.

- Now, this is an outrage!
- Huh.

An additional charge:

Threatening a police officer
with a weapon.

- E-exact-- good thinking,
henry.

Now give me this.
Let's move!

- You will pay
for this, constable.

- You can take that up
with my superiors.

I'm following orders.
- Let's go.

- Come along.

(man): You know who this is!
(man 2): Sorry.

(man): You can take that
down now.

- Your husband is
a very clever man.

- He is indeed.

You'll notice I'm the one
outside

While he's enjoying
the warmth.

(scoffs)

(beeps)

- Oh!

I have a reading.

Right. Assemble your men
and bring my weapon.

- No guns?
- No guns. We can't risk
harming miss crisp.

(tense music)

- Hey!
(groans of pain)

- Restrain him.
The rest of you with me.

(overlapping chatter
in background)

(electric shock)
(grunts of pain)

(panicked chattering)

(man): Don't move!
(grunts)

- Wait!
(man): Don't you touch me!

(panting)

- Wait!

(tense music)

Stop!

(loud grunts)

(pained grunt)
- oh, dear.

- Nice work.

(panting)

- Let go of me!

Who are you?

- Detective...

Uh, william murdoch.

(scoffs)
- what is the meaning of this?

Why are you trying to hurt
my friends?

- Your friends?

- We've done nothing wrong,

Except practice our right
to free assembly.

- You're... You're
with these people?

- We are the ontario rebellion

And I am a proud member
of this collective.

- Well, your guardian is
concerned about you.

- My guardian is only concerned
with my inheritance.

He cares nothing of me.

Now, let me go or despite
my distaste of the police,

I will happily have
you arrested.

(inhales)

(tense music)

- What do you think is
going on here?

- I have no idea.

But I intend to find out.

- Impossible!

- Miss crisp told me this
herself.

She's with these people
willingly.

- She always seemed flighty,

But I never thought she would
join anarchists.

(birds chirping)
(soft music)

Well, now that miss crisp has
been located,

I believe my assignment
is finished.

- But what about
this anarchist group?

- I don't know what
you would like me

To do about them.

- Are they dangerous?

D-do you think mathilda might
get hurt?

- Oh, I don't know.

But I do think you should
contact the authorities

About the group, regardless
of miss crisp's involvement.

- Perhaps you're right.

- I did an inspection of
the location

That miss crisp was
being held in.

I believe the group is holding
an event of some kind.

I'll have all of
the intelligence

That I gathered packed up
and delivered to you.

(sighs)

- Thank you, mr. Murdoch.

I'll have a cheque covering
your fees drawn up

And delivered to your home.

- Thank you.

(background chatter)

(edwards): Which one of you

Imbeciles is going to
tell me what is going on?

- We were just following
orders, sir.

- What?

- Mr. Monk was having
a gathering

With the express interest
of shooting, on a Sunday,
no less.

There was alcohol present;
we were threatened--

- Enough! I know
what's going on here.

Do you think me a fool?
I know your little plan.

You want to arrest my superiors

Under the broad definition of
the plan to clean up toronto

So I look like a petty tyrant.

- If that happens
to be the outcome, I--

- Crabtree, shut your mouth.

Go down to the cells
and release all the people

Arrested at mr. Monk's.

There will be no record
of the arrests.

Are we clear?

(both): Yes sir.
- Good.

I found this floating
around in the gutter.

Take a few men
and clear them out.

(ogden): William.

I thought you were finished
with all of this.

- I am.

But something is bothering me.

Miss crisp maintains that

She is a member of
this anarchist organization.

But look, right here.

It appears as though
they are abducting her.

- Is she lying?
- I don't know.

- Oh, wait, william.
Look, on the brick wall.

(device clicking)

(investigative music)

- Huh.

That looks like
a bullet striking...

Was someone shooting at her?

Perhaps these anarchists weren't
abducting her.

They were saving her.
- From whom?

(sighs)

(soft chuckle)

(device clicking)

(overlapping chatter)

What's this about?

- You'll see.

(coughing)

- The capitalists say that money
comes from hard work

And industry, and if you do not
have money, you are lazy.

Or stupid. Or both.

That is a lie.

(crowd cheering)

For many of them, wealth falls
from the sky,

Or it is a provenance of birth.

It is not earned.
It is not deserved.

(crowd shouting)

- All right, lads, we'll round
them up,

Take them to the station.
No violence.

You heard me.

- I don't give a hang
what you say.

- Today, I turn 21 years old

And today, I am a millionaire,
an undeserving one.

Now's the time.

(crowd): What does she mean?
She must mean... What's that?

(gasps)

(mathilda): I did not earn it.

I do not deserve it
and I don't want it.

It is the hunger for this

That turns man against man

And it should have
no dominion over us.

(man): Yeah, agreed!

(overlapping chatter)

(mathilda): No! Leave it!

It means nothing.

(repeated whistles)

(crabtree): All right,
that's enough! Clear out!

Please clear out! This way.

- George, no!
- I'll show you how it's done.

Let's go, men!

- No, wait!

(fighting grunts)

- Do not resist!
Let them arrest you!

- Get out of here!

(gunshot)

- Oh!

- Clear out!
(grunts)

(gunshot)
(panicked crowd)

- Miss crisp, we're getting you
out of here.

George.
- Sir?

- Let us pass.

- I thought you were done
with all of this.

- I thought so, as well.

(tense music)

- Who shot at me?

- Well, I was hoping you might
be able to tell me.

- The anarchists are my friends.
- They would never betray me.

- Sometimes a million dollars

Can make people betray
their friends.

- Not these people.
- Uh, who might benefit
from your... Demise?

- My inheritance would go
to some distant family relative,

I suppose, or mr. Bently,
if he found a way to keep it.

(baby crying)
- susannah!

- It's never brought me
much happiness.

She can keep it.

- Wait a minute.

This money's counterfeit.
- What do you mean?

(shushes baby)

- This is fake.

All of it.

Miss crisp, have you had
a change of heart?

- No, I took it out of the bank
myself.

How could it be fake?

- I assure you, the money
we released

To miss crisp was
not counterfeit.

- Did you notice
anything unusual

When miss crisp picked up
her money?

- Oh, I am acting on behalf
of miss crisp.

Her life may be in danger.

- I forgot to get her initials
on the final withdrawal slip.

When I followed her out
onto the street,

She was getting into
an auto with a gentleman.

- What did he look like?
- Strange fellow.

Tall. With an eyepatch.

- Well, that's odd.
Anything else?

- This morning, miss crisp sent
word to transfer

All her remaining funds
to an account

At the oberle bank
in switzerland.

- All of it?

Why would she do that?

- I don't know.

- Right.

Thank you.

(investigative music)

- You two seen the paper?

- No, sir.

- You think the news of
an anarchist

Burning a million dollars
on the street would warrant
some attention.

Instead, look at this.

"city fathers in Sunday raids.
Top officials thrown in jail."

I suppose sometimes, inspector,

People are more interested
in scandal than news.

- They're not in
the cells anymore, sir.

- That doesn't matter, now.

The story's out.

Perhaps miss cherry could
write a follow-up article.

- Oh, I've called and made sure
she is fired from the newspaper.

But the damage is done,
nonetheless.

- Surely it's not that bad.
- She outlines all of it.

The raids, the deportations
out of toronto.

She even wrote about watts!

- Well, you know, inspector,

You can't stop the truth
from coming out.

- All the raids and arrests
stop, as of now.

Clear the rag tags out of
the cells, including watts.

- Certainly, sir.

- I hold you accountable
for this, crabtree.

(sinister music)

- I want my day in court.

- That's not forthcoming.

Watts, if you don't leave
this time,

I'll have to have the lads
throw you out.

- This isn't right.

(sniffling)

- At least you won't be forced
to leave toronto.

- Oh, hardly a victory.

- I'm sorry.

(sniffling)

- You know why I won't get
my day in court?

Because intelligent,
moral people will know

That I am right
and the law is wrong.

(gate creaking)

- I made the decision
on my own accord.

That and the fact that
the paper had already been put

To bed before I could file
the anarchist story.

- I feel guilty.

- I'm a woman who knows
her own mind.

It was my choice and it was
the correct one.

- I should be getting home.

- How's life at the police
force, george?

- Oh, bowl of cherries.

(horse neighing in distance)

(calm music)

(shouting)
(grunts)

(pained grunts)

(fighting grunts)

(tense music)

(panting)

- Why did they transfer
the money to switzerland?

Did mathilda request that?

- I don't believe she did.

- Well, it certainly wasn't me,
if that's what you're implying.

- What are the conditions
of the inheritance?

- It went to mathilda.

If anything happened to her,

It would go to her father,
but he died, so...

- Where's mr. Quinton? I'd like
to have a word with him.

- Mr. Quinton?
Why?

- I believe he has something
to do with this.

- You're a very clever man.

- Didn't I tell you
he was a clever man?

- I hardly knew what
was happening before
they were punching me.

I did manage to get one of them
right in the eye, though.

- Good for you, henry.

- Any idea who
they could have been?

- I was completely blindsided.

- You!

- What do you want?

- Uh, recognize me?
I gave you that last night.

- I don't think so.
I caught my wife

With a fellow last night--
- cut it! I know it was you.

- Was it edwards?
Did edwards tell you to rough up
higgins here?

- Tell us now.
- Tell us the truth,

Maybe I won't share this with
the rest of the station house.

- I didn't want to.

Edwards made us.

- Higgins, this has gone on
long enough.

Come with me.

(classical music playing
in background)

- Excuse us. Mr. Banks.
A moment of your time?

(sighs)
- make this quick, gentlemen.

My duck's about
to be brought out.

- It's about inspector edwards.

- I didn't think everyone
at station house 4 would have

Such a problem with inspector
edwards, to be honest.

- All we do there now is arrest
anyone who doesn't conform

To the inspector's idea of what
constitutes moral behaviour.

- Well said, henry.
- Edwards's highest concern is

The safety of the people
of toronto.

- We have a constable who's
willing to testify

That edwards set men onto us
last night,

Had us beaten as some sort
of warning.

What that has to do
with the safety

Of the people of toronto,
I'll never know.
- Edwards is a good man.

This looks like petty
constabulary infighting.

I have no time for it.
Where is that waiter?

- How can a man claim

He despises immorality
when he himself indulges in it?

- That's quite enough.
- And speaking of indulging

In immorality--
- do you mind?

(sighs)

- Speaking of indulging
in immorality,

You might want to consider
those who benefit from it.

- Yeah, henry, that's
an excellent...

Have you changed your diet
or something? Had more coffee?
- No.

- Have you begun to read?

- What do you mean,
"those who benefit"?

- Well, I'll wager that you know

People who own
gambling parlours,

Vaudeville revues,
even brothels.

- That's right. I imagine
their profit stream will dry up
rather quickly.

And they'll know you were the
man who turned off the tap.

- Mr. Quinton, put down
that weapon!

- I don't think he has any
intention of doing that.

(bently): Can someone please
tell me what's going on here?

(tense music)

- How did you injure
your eye, sir?

- It took you a little longer
than I thought.

- Mr. Quinton wasn't hired
by the late mr. Crisp.

- He is mr. Crisp,
mathilda's father.

- Very good.

- You would kill
your own daughter

For her inheritance?

- All the money was
her mother's.

My wife hated me,
so she left it all to mathilda.

- Well, now, mathilda is safe,

Where you can't harm her.

- Good work, mr. Murdoch.

- Julia? Miss crisp?

- Well, you've worked it
all out.

Except for one thing. Hm.

It's disappointing.
- Isn't it?

I thought we'd been rumbled.

But you missed something,
murdoch.

You two are obviously
working together.

- Why? Why set this
all of this up?

- Mathilda still has the money.

There's no need for this!

- Not everything's about money,
you grubby little man.

- That's right, papa.

- What about the anarchists?

And the gunshot
at the money burning?

- All for fun.

All to see if you could figure
out what was really happening.

- Why?

- Well, you and your husband's
exploits are legendary.

We wanted to see if
you were up for the task.

- What task?

- Oh, you'll find out
soon enough.

- I don't know what sort of game

The two of you are playing,

But I can assure you
we want no part of it.

- Game? Oh, this isn't a game.

- Just let us go.

(bently): I've had enough
of this.

Goodbye.

- That's fine, mr. Bently.

Your services are
no longer required.

(electrocution)

(grunts)

I suppose I forgot
to readjust the voltage.

- Hm.

(dramatic music)

- They look serious.

- Maybe our chat with banks

Actually made a difference.
(sighs)

- I'll get right to it.
It's becoming increasingly
clear, edwards,

That you are unfit
for this position.

- You said I was doing
an excellent job cleaning up
the streets.

- You carry on the way
you've been going,

You'll have emptied out
half of toronto.

- But, sir!
- That's enough.

You're dismissed, edwards.

Clean out your desk.

Constable crabtree.

I've been asking
around about you.

- You have, sir?
- Yes. And I've learned

You are an intelligent constable

With a good head
on your shoulders.

- I try.

- This station house needs
a new interim inspector.

I've been speaking to the chief
constable

And we are in agreement that,

Given the circumstances,
the position, if you want it, is
yours.

- Mine?
- You will begin immediately.

- Well, what exactly do
I get out of this?

- You get to arrest him
for assault.

- Hmm.

- Llewelyn.

You're out of jail.

- Indeed.

And it appears inspector
edwards has been deposed.

- Oh. Perhaps life will get
back to normal.

- Mm.

Miss hart, before
dr. Ogden took you on,

You were a vital amine supplier,
were you not?

- Amongst other things, yes.
- Yes.

You put that solution
in my water?

- I...

- Please, don't lie to me.

- I didn't want you to starve.

- Yes. What I do is my decision.

- Well, it was a foolish one.

I shouldn't have tricked you
and I'm sorry.

But making yourself ill or worse
for your cause won't help.

- Couldn't just go quietly.
I had to take a stand.

- But starving yourself
in a jail cell won't
get your message out.

Your voice is what matters.

You need to keep yourself alive
to use it.

(soft music)

- You've got a point.

And I could dearly use a meal.

Will you join me?
- Of course.

(grunting)
- please, we have a child
at home.

- As long as you cooperate,
your child will remain safe.

- Answer me a question,
detective murdoch.

What just happened here?

- The two of you orchestrated
this entire thing:

The abduction, the flirtation
with the anarchists,

The transfer to switzerland...

All clues for us to find.

- Very good.

- I ask you again: Why?

- There's something
we need you to do.

And we need people who possess
your cleverness

To accomplish it.

- And if we don't?

- Then, your daughter is
an orphan.

- No, you... You can't--
- no!

(electric shock)
(gasps)

- You'll be needing your rest.

(overlapping chatter
in background)

(watts): You wanted
to talk to me?

- Yes, I did.

- Day off, george?

- Uh, no, new job.

I'm currently the inspector
of station house 4.

(mocking laugh)

- Ah, very good.

Oh!
- Well, don't be so surprised.

In any case, I thought my first
crack at official business

As inspector would be to
offer you your job back.

- Despite who I am.

- No, watts,
because of who you are.

(soft music)

- Then, I will take it.

- Excellent, then.

Ah, well, I hate to be brief,

But there's somebody else
I need to speak to.

- Anything I should
get started on, inspector?

- There is, in fact.

I almost forgot.

- Oh.

Hmm.

(knocking on door)
(crabtree): Sir?

(door opening)

(door closing)
sir?

Oh, bethany.
- Constable.

- Ah, it's not constable,
actually.

It's, uh...

Well, it's not important.

Are the doctor or
the detective about?

- Uh, no. And they won't be
for some time, it appears.

- What do you mean?

- Well, they plan on
being away for a while.

They've left me
with instructions to care
for susannah until their return.

(murdoch): Bethany, julia
and I will be travelling

For the next month.

Please take good care
of susannah.

There are ample funds
in my desk drawer.

(suspicious music)

- It's not him.

- What?

- "take care of my child,
there's money in the drawer"?

The detective didn't write this,
it's not his handwriting.

- Good lord.

- Where do you think they are?

(tense music)

(sighs)

(gasps)

- Where are we?

- I don't know.

- Are we moving?

(screaming): Help! Help!

- Julia, julia,
save your strength.

My guess is whoever put us

In here doesn't care much
to help us.

- Is the inspector there?

Uh, thomas! Is your nephew
thomas there?

Right. Can you tell him that
george crabtree called.

It's very important.
Tell him

The detective and his wife have
gone missing.

I don't know where they are.
I need his help.

Thank you.

(tense music)