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(theme music)

(warrington): It is a once in
a lifetime offer, dr. Ogden,

And one you should consider.

You would be ushering in
a new era in medicine.

I will expect your
answer shortly.

- Morning, gentlemen.

I have some changes

That will improve efficiency
and productivity

That I would like to implement
in the coming week.

- So, sir, you truly
are in charge now?

- Well, u-until a replacement
can be named.

- Well, in that case, hip-hip...

(constables): Hoorah!

(murdoch chuckles)

- Thank you, everyone.
Thank you.

- Sir, a transfer order
for the prisoner in our cells

Just came in from kingston.

- That's fine.

- The inspector usually chooses
who will accompany the prisoner.

- Oh! Uh, well,
then let's be democratic.

Are there any volunteers

For a prisoner transfer
to kingston in the morning?

- Uh, the lads all
hate that job, sir.

- Oh. Right.

Then in the morning,
I will choose someone.

- Will you be holding
an assembly every morning,

Inspector murdoch?
(chuckles)

- I intend to effect
quite a few changes here.

I've been charting out
efficiencies.

And, in the past,
constables would...

(laughing)

Enough about that.
There's something else

I wanted to speak
with you about.

I have received an invitation

To a cocktail party
this evening.

- Oh! With your glamorous wife,
of course.

- Of course. I hope
it's not too short notice.

- Oh! When it comes to a party,

There's no such thing
as short notice.

- Uh, julia,

Was there something you wanted
to speak with me about?

- Oh, no. No. It was nothing.

Until tonight, inspector.

(soft classical music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

- Thank you.

- William, did you see
those emeralds?

- Is that a hint?

(julia chuckles)
- well,

Now that you have
your new raise...

- Shall we pay our respects
to the host?

Hello.

- Ah. You must be
the new inspector.

- I am indeed.
William murdoch.

This is my wife,
dr. Julia ogden.

- I'm dr. Samuel ritson.

Allow me to introduce my wife,
edith.

- Lovely to meet you.

- This looks a wonderful party.

- Oh, it's all samuel's idea.

Must have had a breakthrough
in his research.

As per usual,
he never tells me anything.

(chuckling)

- It's highly confidential,
edith.

- Ten years of marriage,

He's still keeping secrets
from me.

- You wouldn't understand
what I was doing anyway.

And, dear, let's not make
our private spats public.

So, please, mingle.
Drink. Dance.

I want this to be
a night to remember.

- Well, you heard the man.

- Oh.

- I imagine with this
new position,

We may be attending more
of these functions.

- Oh, I suppose.

- Might be time for some
more dance lessons?

(laughing)
oh!

- Well, they've offered me
the position, temporarily.

- Wow.
- Of course.

- Congratulations.

- And how is it that
you know dr. Ritson?

- I assist him
with his research.

- Oh.
- He's a prominent

Medical scientist.
That must be very rewarding.

- Ah, perhaps someday,
but certainly not now.

You would think that a man who
could throw a party like this

Could properly pay
his assistant.

(chuckles)
but I suppose

This is no time for sour grapes.

(uncomfortable laughter)

- Well, at least he received
an invitation.

- Mm.

- May I have your attention,
please?

Thank you all for coming.

I wanted you all--
(coughing)

I wanted you all to--
(clears throat)

(coughing)

I, I'm not sh--
(groans)

(ominous music)

(shocked murmurs)

- Oh!
- Samuel? Samuel!

- Dr. Ritson?

Dr. Ritson?

- Mrs. Ritson, please, we need
a bit of time with the body.

- Samuel was perfectly healthy.
I-I don't understand.

- What happened to him?

- We don't yet know, mr...?

- Mr. Mirac dogan.

Dr. Ritson was an old friend
of mine.

- An old friend? That so?

Well, then how come
I've never met you?

- I'm sorry for your loss,
mrs. Ritson.

- Please move along, sir.
Thank you.

Mrs. Ritson, please.

- His pupils are hyper dilated.

- Any idea what could have
caused death

To come along so quickly?
A heart attack?

- It's possible,
but there's something odd.

His tongue has a blue
tinge to it.

- Poison?

- Again, it's possible.

His tissues will need
to be tested.

- Oh. Miss hart is out
of town for the week.

- I can perform the post-mortem.

- I'll call for
the morgue attendants.

(indistinct chatter)

Do you know of anyone who may
have wished to harm dr. Ritson?

- No. No, he was a quiet,
private man.

- Were many people aware of what
dr. Ritson was working on?

- What we were working on.

And, no, it was all
very hush-hush.

The only person that
knew anything was mr. Grenville.

- Who is he?

- Oh, you didn't meet him?
He was here.

He's the money behind
ritson's work.

Um...

They were arguing earlier.

- And where is this
mr. Grenville now?

- Uh, well, I saw him
enter the study.

- Okay. Excuse us.
- Yes.

- Mr. Grenville.
Toronto constabulary.

Step out from back there,
please.

- I was merely--

- Looking through
a dead man's papers?

- Papers that I paid for.

- I understand you
and the deceased

Had an argument
earlier this evening.

What was the nature
of this dispute?

- I told him I was going
to cancel our arrangement.

Given the man over $50,000
and he hasn't shown me

As much as paperwork.

- So you were going to steal it?

- Can you really steal something
you've paid for?

- You and I will have
a discussion in the morning

At the station house,
mr. Grenville.

- Of course.
- Leave the papers, please.

(ominous music)

- William, look.

I may have found what turned
dr. Ritson's tongue blue.

If mr. Grenville wanted
something from dr. Ritson,

Why kill him?

- Perhaps dr. Ritson refused?

- Then whatever he was
working on would die with him.

- Hmm. Still, mr. Grenville
was seen in that room

With the potential
murder weapon.

- There didn't seem to be any
love lost between the ritsons.

- Mrs. Ritson
will be investigated.

You never know what happens
behind closed doors.

- I must say it was odd

That mrs. Ritson didn't even
know mr. Dogan, was it?

Even though he claimed to be
her husband's close friend.

- Yes, dr. Ritson kept secrets
from his wife.

Not the sign
of a healthy marriage.

(soft mysterious music)

(ominous music)

(footsteps receding)

(upbeat music playing)

(all): Hey!

(cheering, applause)

- Get off the stage!

Can barely hear myself think.

- Boy, I doubt
you're missing much.

- What did you say?

(grunting)

(thuds)

- Good lord!
Tucker, that's enough!

- All right!

- Good lord. You all right?

- Yes, I'm all right.

- Everyone's a critic,

But I could've handled that
myself.

- Are you from newfoundland?

- Born and bred.
Damn mainlanders.

- Mainlanders are best kind.
They're just a bit--

- They're a bit touchy!
- Exactly.

If you're either
a bit saucy with them--

- They think you're being
saucy with them.

- Exactly.
- Well, listen, I appreciate it.

Can I get back onstage now?
- I won't stop you.

Tucker! What in
the heavens was that?

- Apologies. I'm a little
out of sorts.

Alice went home
to her mother today.

- Sorry to hear.

- Why don't you just
apologize to her?

- For what?

(laughing)
- that doesn't matter.

Always works for ruthie and I,
you know.

Well, works for ruth.

A little whisky.

(banjo music plays)

- It's like old times.
You and I alone in the morgue.

- And the only thing between us
is a murder victim.

- William.

Dr. Ritson's body is missing!

- There's a note.

"please let's keep this
between ourselves."

- What do you mean he's gone?

- His body vanished from
the storage room.

Why was it you came to retrieve
dr. Ritson's body?

- Oh, I was simply doing
his wife a kindness.

- Mrs. Ritson said that
her husband

Had had a breakthrough
in his work.

- I thought as much.

But I told you,
I don't know what it was.

- You were his assistant.
I find that hard to believe.

- I purchased various
chemicals for him.

I cleaned up around
the laboratory, but that was it.

- Well, your fingermarks
are not on this.

- Meaning?

- You're free to go.

Oh, uh...

Was mr. Dogan involved
in dr. Ritson's work?

- I don't know.

Again, ritson
was a secretive fellow.

I don't know anything
about mr. Dogan.

- You said you were close
friends with dr. Ritson.

- I am.

- Then why is it
his wife has never met you?

- We attended the same
athletic club.

Samuel was a fine
racquetball player.

But we didn't socialize
past that.

His wife wouldn't have been
very fond of me.

- Why is that?

- I don't know.

Samuel told me she was not
very fond of anyone.

- Do you know what dr. Ritson
had been working on?

- No, I have no idea.

He joined our club to get away
from the pressures of work,

So I never pressed him.

- The crown attorney's office?

- Chief constable brackenreid
recommended I join them.

I would be the first woman
working in the crown attorney's

Office in all of canada.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Have you told him yet?

- Oh, about the job offer?
No, I haven't.

- Julia, it's a fabulous
opportunity. Once in a lifetime.

- There'll be others.

- You really believe that?

(effie sighs)

You know what I find amusing?

Or deeply troubling,
depending on how you look at it.

- I'm sure you're
about to tell me.

- Men can go off and fight wars,

Or explore deepest africa,

Or go climb a mountain without
so much as a fare-thee-well,

Or any sense of guilt.

Why can't we do that?

You've been given an opportunity
to do something great,

To form a new teaching
hospital for women.

- Yes, on the other side
of the ocean.

- Well, it's not forever!

And he can come with you.
- Right when he's just

Become inspector. I would
never do that to him.

- And why not?

- Effie, I really need
to work on this.

- Right. So you're prepared
to just take a step back,

Return to the morgue and become
your husband's assistant?

- That is not what I'm doing!

- I'm sorry.
That was uncalled for.

It-it's just that I think
there are so many women

You can help,
most of all yourself, julia.

- Effie, as I said, I really
need to get this work done.

- Of course.

(soft music)

- Henry, I need you to conduct
the prisoner transport today.

- Oh. Really, sir?

Uh, I was hoping to take off
a little early today.

Jordan is at my mother's
and ruth's made

Dinner plans for us.
- Duty first, constable.

- Sir.

I'd like to volunteer
for the job.

- Oh. I appreciate that,
constable tucker.

- I could always use
the extra money.

There is extra money
involved, right?

- Sir, I'll accompany
constable tucker.

- Very good.

- I'll go arrange transport.

- It's really not necessary,
george. I can send henry.

- Sir, between you, me,
and the lamppost,

I don't entirely trust
constable tucker.

- A sentiment we both share.
Thank you.

- You lost my husband's body?

- I'm not certain whether
he walked out,

Or if he was taken out--
- walked out?

But he was dead!
You said so yourself!

- I was mistaken.

He had taken som--
or was given something

That mimics death.

Could it have something to do
with what he was working on?

- I don't know anything about
my husband's work.

He never talked to me
about that.

He didn't talk to me
about anything.

- Dr. Ogden and I
found mr. Grenville

Going through
your husband's desk.

- Hmm. That vulture.

I bet he was looking
for some paper of samuel's.

Perhaps you should speak to him.

- I intend to.

In the meantime,

Do you know where
your husband might be?

- No.

Until a moment ago,
I thought he was dead.

Is that all?

- At present, yes.

- If you do happen to find
my husband, let me know.

(mysterious music)

- Henry.

Keep an eye on
mrs. Ritson, please.

- You think she had something
to do with this, sir?

- Why else would I be
asking you, henry?

- Hmm.

(soft classical music playing)

- William.

- Yes.

- I managed to ascertain
that the main part of this

Compound is atropa belladonna.

It was the second part
that gave me the most trouble.

- But you've identified it?

- Well...
(sighs)

I narrowed it down
to a strain of colchicine poison

That I had never seen before.

It comes from a...
A blue crocus plant,

Which is native to western asia.

- Was it meant to kill
dr. Ritson?

- It can be lethal.

But with the right amount,

It can induce a temporary
comatose state,

Which is what we saw.

- Certainly fooled
the best doctor--

- Please don't remind me.

- My apologies.

I'll see you back
at the station house, then.

- Yes, after I've
cleaned up here.

- I don't get a train ride
to kingston?

- Mr. Pullia,

You're lucky we're not
rolling you there in a barrel.

Tucker, you ride
up front with me.

- That's all right, george.

I'll ride with the prisoner.

If he tries anything?

I can handle it.

- I won't cause any trouble.

- You mean that?

- As long as arrangements
made are honoured.

- Get in.

(suspenseful music)

(horse grunts)

- Clear.

- I was so pleased

That you wanted to meet
and discuss

This opportunity further.

We, and by that, I mean myself
and the british backers,

Want this new
women's and children's hospital

To be on the frontier
of new medicine,

Much like yourself.

- Well, it does sound exciting.

- It would be a great thing

If you were instructing
a new generation

Of female doctors.

- It's a wonderful opportunity,

But it-it's a difficult
decision.

It would mean
uprooting my family.

- Your husband would
come as well, of course.

Do you two like
a bit of adventure?

- Uh...

Well, we've had our share.

(julia chuckles)

- Well, I, uh, will require
an answer soon.

The world can use more women
in the field of medicine.

You could provide that.

(soft music)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- William.

- Julia. I--

(phone ringing)
huh? Oh. Excuse me.

Detect--

(clears throat)
inspector murdoch.

Yes.

Yes. We-we'll be right there.

Mrs. Ritson has just entered
a rooming house

Down by the docks.
She's still inside.

- You had her followed?

- I did. And she may have just

Led us to her husband.

Shall we go see?
- Oh! Together?

- You are now officially

An honorary member
of the constabulary.

- I don't think you can
do that under the rules.

- The way I see it,
I am now inspector murdoch.

- Acting inspector.

- I still make the rules.

(julia laughs)

- Do you think she'll
still be in there?

- We'll find out soon enough.

Now, if you'll just
stay behind me--

(door opens)

(gasps)
- mrs. Ritson!

- He's gone.

My samuel is gone.

- What have you done to him?

- Nothing.

I found him like this.
I tried to help him.

- You knew your husband
was here,

But you didn't inform us?

- And how did you know
he was here?

- A friend of mine called.

She thought she saw him
this morning.

I had to come and see
for myself if it was true.

But I was too late.

- Mrs. Ritson,
you need to come down

To the station house with me.

- Why?

- Why do you think?

You're under suspicion
of murder.

- I beg your pardon?

How could you possibly think
I had anything to do

With my husband's death?

- Can I see the piece of paper

That you hid in your purse
when we arrived?

- It's nothing.

It's just an address in berlin.

So your husband faked
his own death,

Planned to leave the country
and begin anew somewhere else.

Were you supposed
to meet him there?

- No.

On the contrary.

I believe samuel wanted me
to think he was dead.

I imagine he was
planning on leaving me.

- Perhaps a night in our cells

Will help you to be
more forthcoming.

- You would really put
a grieving widow

In a prison cell?

- I would.

If she were not being
truthful with me

About her husband's death.

- I was looking for a formula.

- What kind of formula?

- I don't know.

And that's the truth.

All I know was my husband was
working on something important.

- Were you hoping to...

Find it and perhaps
sell this new discovery?

- No.

That man told me that
if I didn't find it,

He would take everything I had.

- Who is "that man"?

- Mr. Grenville.

- The man took over
$50,000 from me.

- So, you killed him?
- I most certainly did not.

- I am interested in finding out
the truth, mr. Grenville.

- The truth is I was funding
dr. Ritson's research

In virology.

Last month, he swore to me
that he was on the verge

Of a breakthrough,

One that would change the world.

- And?
- And then nothing.

- So you believe he made
this discovery

And then kept it from you?

- And then he died.

Or...

At least I thought he did.

- So, dr. Ritson faked his death
in order to evade you?

- Of course.
- Why?

- Whatever he discovered
is my property.

I paid for it, pure and simple.

But it's clear he didn't
want me to have it.

- Did you threaten mrs. Ritson?

- I merely told her
that I expect remuneration.

- Mrs. Ritson found a note

With a berlin address
on her husband's body.

Do you know anything about that?

- I do not.

(indistinct chatter)

- So, I found the belladonna
poison in dr. Ritson's body.

- As we suspected.

- Yes. But I found something
we didn't suspect:

Minute traces of an inactive
strain of polio.

- Mr. Grenville said that
dr. Ritson

Was working with viruses.

- And was he was following in
the footsteps of edward jenner?

- He was working
on a cure for polio.

- It's possible.
- I-I'd say it's likely.

His assistant said something
very curious to me.

He said dr. Ritson asked him
what he would do

If he'd ever discovered
something that could

Change the world.

- A cure for polio
would certainly do that.

- And make his backer,
mr. Grenville, a very rich man.

- But what if dr. Ritson

Wanted to make
a fortune himself?

- Fake his own death,
abscond to berlin?

- Well, there are a number
of prominent

Pharmaceutical companies there.

He could sell
to the highest bidder.

- A task now in the hands
of whoever killed him.

(horse grunts)

- Tucker! Coffee's ready.

(pullia): Pour one for me.

- What the hell? What happened?

- He got my gun from me,
george. I'm sorry.

- How'd that happen?
- Tucker,

Grab the constable's rifle.

- Oh, I knew it! I knew it!

You're a disgrace!

(grunts)

- You didn't need to do that!

- I won't have him insulting
one of my new employees,

Constable tucker.

- William, I've sent a wire
to munk pharmaceuticals

In berlin, along with
leftig and berhin.

They promised to inform me
if anyone contacts them.

- Very good. Thank you.

Assuming your time of death
was correct...

- Well, it was.
- Oh, uh...

(chuckles)

- Mr. Grenville couldn't have
had anything to do

With what happened.

He was in his office at the time
that dr. Ritson was murdered.

- You're sure?

- There were numerous witnesses.

- This does feel a little bit
like old times, doesn't it?

- Something on your mind, julia?

- No.

- Julia, I am a detective

And your husband.

You can't fool me.

- I've been offered a position

At a new women's
teaching hospital.

- That's wonderful.

- In london, England.

- Ah.

For how long?

- It's indefinite.

- Well, that would certainly
change things for us.

- Yes.

That's why I wanted
to know my own mind

Before I brought it up,
but I was thinking...

You could come.

And given your reputation,

I'm sure every door
would be open to you.

Scotland yard!

The city of london police.

- And what about susannah?

- Well, she would come with me.

(phone ringing)

- Inspector murdoch.

Yes.

All right. I'll be right there.

There's been an incident
at the ritson home.

- Oh, no. What happened?

- They found mr. Grenville
and mrs. Ritson.

- Dead?
- After what's happened,

I wouldn't want to speculate,
but...

We will continue
this conversation.

- Tucker, you can't do this!

You can't help this man!

When inspector murdoch finds out
what you've done--

(pullia): But he won't.

- Tucker, don't let this happen.

Do something!

- He's not going to do anything.

He's coming with me.

Tucker, get the horses ready.

I'll take care
of our friend here.

Sorry, constable.
(gun clicks)

Here's where we leave you.

(gunshot)

(horse neighing)

(body thuds)

- Tucker!

What's going on?

- You didn't think I'd let him
shoot you, did you?

- I wasn't sure what to think.

- I was only pretending
to go along with him.

- Is that right?

- He's dead, isn't he?

It seems I just
saved the province

The cost of a trial.

- Let's get him in the wagon
and back to toronto.

- Did you see anyone
come in or out of the home?

- No, sir. I came home
and saw them like this.

(groaning)

- Oh!

Are you all right?

- I...
(groans)

I think so.

Oh, good lord.
- Have a seat.

- Oh, is he dead?

- I'm afraid so.

Carefully.

(groaning)

Could you get her some water?
- Of course.

- Well, this is the second
dead body I've found you with.

What happened?

- I came home. I heard...

Some noise coming from
the study.

And I came in,
and mr. Grenville was here.

I told him to leave.
(pained grunt)

- And he didn't?

- No, he said he was
on his way out.

He had what he wanted,

The research papers
samuel had been working on.

But I didn't do anything.

- Mrs. Ritson,

There is a dead man
lying in your room.

And you were the only one here.

- No, I wasn't.

Someone hit me
on the back of the head

And I think I heard a shot.

Oh, if I knew my husband's work
would lead to this.

- Is this your husband's hat?

- No.

- It's his?

- I don't...

That belongs to mr. Clarke,

My husband's assistant.

(tense music)

- So, mr. Clarke lied
about his address, then, sir?

- So it would seem.

- I heard there was
a second murder. Or... A third?

- Uh, a second. Jonathan clarke

May have killed mr. Grenville

And is now in possession
of dr. Ritson's formula.

- Formula for what, sir?

- A possible polio vaccine.

- Good lord.
He's created something

To give people polio?
That's horrible, sir.

- No, it doesn't gi...

Henry, we need to find
jonathan clarke.

- Uh, right away, sir. Um, how?

- Well, check rooming houses,

Uh, uh, hotel registers

A-and send constables down
to the train station.

- Right away.

- And then tucker shot him.

- And it was justified?
- I believe so, sir.

I believe pullia was more than
prepared to kill me.

I can't believe...

I owe my life
to constable tucker.

- Perhaps we were wrong
about him.

- I don't know.

- There's something else?

- Sir, the prisoner
was restrained.

Pullia was in handcuffs
when he was put in the back

Of the wagon.
I saw it myself.

- Then how did he get a hold
of constable tucker's weapon?

- I don't know,
but he did somehow.

- Sir,

Jonathan clarke
is in room 312

At the windsor house hotel.
He checked in last evening.

- Very good. Thank you, henry.

Oh, and, uh, george, go home
and get some rest.

- Sir.

What happened to you?

- Prisoner transport
went sideways.

Prisoner stole tucker's gun,
was about to shoot me

When tucker shot him
with my gun.

- Well, ruthie says what's best
for a bruise is a cold steak.

- Filet mignon?

- Is there any other kind,
george?

- Yes, I'm here.

Yes, I have it.

(knocking at door)

(sighs)
there's someone here.

Uh, hello.

Detective murdoch.
To what do I owe the pleasure?

- Oh, I was just
in the vicinity, mr. Clarke,

And I thought I would
drop this off.

- Oh!
- It is yours, is it not?

- Yes, I must have
left it behind

At the police station.
Thank you.

- Actually, I found it
in dr. Ritson's study.

I believe you
dropped it there...

When you shot mr. Grenville.

(laughs)

- Shot mr. Gren...

Mr. Grenville's dead?

- I believe you know that,
mr. Clarke,

Along with many other things.

So, if you will accompany me
down to the station hou--

(gun clicks)

- I don't think I'll be
doing any such thing.

- Oh, higgins,

Do you really need
to have your mess

Spread all over my desk?

- Well, I just finished
clearing off mine!

- Henry!
- I'll get to it!

It's just a desk.
- No, no, no.

Have a look at this.

Look who else is registered
at the windsor house hotel.

- It's a lot of people.

- Yeah and one of them
is on our suspect list.

- Mirac dogan.

- I'm telling you there's more
going on here

Than even
the inspector realizes.

Let's go take a look.

- Ah, george?

Maybe leave the steak behind?

- Oh. Good idea, henry.

Uh, morris.

- Hm?
- Do something with that.

- The clinical tests
were very encouraging.

Enough so that we were
both confident

That we had found
a cure for polio.

- And what happened?

- Dr. Ritson confided in me

That he was not going
to surrender his results

To mr. Grenville.
- His financial backer?

- Dr. Ritson had learned
that grenville was going to sell

The formula to an american
pharmaceutical company.

- And ritson didn't want that?

It would have made you
both wealthy men.

- He told me...

He wanted to give away
the vaccine

That he discovered...

For free.

Free!

Can you believe that?!
(laughing)

- So ritson staged his own death

And was going to disappear
with his formula.

- And I had worked too long

For a pittance

To allow that to happen.

So, I made a deal
with a representative

Of a german
pharmaceutical company.

- And you killed him.

He was a good man.

He would have eased suffering
across the globe.

- Their suffering
will still be alleviated,

Providing they can pay for it.

- You didn't tell me
he was here.

- He wasn't when I called you.

(ominous music)

Does our deal stand?
- 500,000 for the formula.

- It's all on this microfilm.

- Nice to see you.

- Money makes the world
go 'round.

(gunshot)

(grunts)

(screaming)

(clarke screaming)

- I'll be on my way.

- You won't get far.

- You might be right.

But I would imagine my odds
will be better

Without you chasing me.

- Drop your weapon!

(gunshot)

(grunting)

- No! No!
- Come here!

- No!

Uh, no!

(groaning)

Get him to the hospital.

Get him out of my sight!

(clarke groaning)

(sighs)

- So, you saved crabtree's life.

- Yeah. And what do I get
for it? Nothing.

- Well, what'd you expect?

- A bonus.

A medal. Something.

- Well, I bought your beer.

Ooh...

I need to head home.

Tucker, I've been thinking...

How did your prisoner
get out of his cuffs?

- I don't know.

Maybe he was harry houdini.

(chuckles)

- Goodnight, tucker.

(door opens and closes)

- I thought he'd never leave.
- Tony...

I don't think we should
be seen together.

- Thanks for killing the boss.
You did good.

- So, that's it, right?

We're done?

(chuckles)

- See you around, tucker.

(ominous music)

(julia): Yeah?
(susannah): Hi!

- Should we read this one?

- Hello, ladies.

- Look who it is.
- Hi.

- You wanna jump up?

- Ya-ya!
(julia gasps)

- Wee!
(susannah laughs)

- Hello!
(laughing)

Ooh!

Could you get her ready
for bed?

We'll be along to say
goodnight shortly.

Susannah should go with you.

A child should be
with her mother.

- William?

- If you want this position,
julia, you should take it.

- Are you sure?

- If I wasn't a part
of your life,

What would you be doing?

- I don't know, I...

- You would be on the first
boat there, wouldn't you?

- Yes.

- Yes, you would.

Your work is very important.

To you, to many people.

- But susannah and I
will be so far away.

- And I will miss you...
Terribly.

But you'll always be
in my heart

And never far from my thoughts.

- Would you be all right?

- Hmm.

Julia, think of all that
we've endured together.

You've been buried alive.
(scoffs)

I've been kidnapped.

We've saved each other's lives
countless times.

I think we can handle
time apart.

- I suppose.

(soft music)

- Don't deny who you are
for me, julia.

If you did, you wouldn't be
the woman I fell in love with.

- Right here!

(susannah babbling)

Hey! Oh...

- Yeah.

All right, why don't
you go in and get warm.

- I love you very, very much.

Bye-bye.
- Okay, say bye-bye.

Wave bye-bye.

(susannah): Bye!

- Right. You're certain you know
how to operate the camera?

- Yes, I do.
- I'll want to see her.

- Yes, I know. You will.

- Right. The ship
is equipped with a--

- Radio telegraph. I know.
(chuckles)

I'll message you from sea.

We'll be in southampton
in ten days and we'll be fine.

Although we'll both
miss you terribly.

- And I you.

- I could say no.
I-I, we could stay.

- Julia, the woman I fell
in love with would go.

We all have our duty

And sometimes it's not just
to each other.

- I love you, william.
- I love you.

(julia chuckles)

(sighs)

- 'til we meet again,
inspector murdoch.

(sighs)

(indistinct chatter)

- You all right, sir?

- Of course.

My wife is going
to change the world.

- And you?

- The same as I've always done,
george.

My job.

(soft mysterious music)

(theme music)