All language subtitles for Murdoch.Mysteries.S17E02.1080p.WEBRip.x264-BAE

(mysterious music)

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

(zapping)

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

- Can you tell him
that george crabtree called?

The detective and his wife
have gone missing.

(julia): We have
a child at home.

(mathilda): As long
as you cooperate,

Your child will remain safe.

(murdoch): What do you
want from us?

(jones): I need to save
an innocent woman

From the noose.

- Hilda fanshaw.

- You're convicted of your
husband's murder.

- The courts believe I did.

- We need to get that woman
out of jail

And deal with
the consequences later.

(watts): "what you
are witnessing is retribution.

The deaths of robert foster

And ned mcguire
have been avenged."

(crabtree): Good lord.

(watts): "three dead,
the next to go,

The butcher, the baker
and the candlestick maker."

You know what this means.

- These two murders
are connected.

(murdoch): What can you tell me
about this rachel wiggins?

(fanshaw): She killed
my dear frederick.

- She was innocent.

- I don't see how that matters.
She's dead.

- Forgive me.

- Nothing you can do
can hurt her now.

But you can help me.

And your child.

(brackenreid): You found him?

(roberts): Yes.

- Our killer is on this boat.

- The young man, trevor,

Seems very morose
since the murder. The trollop...

(brackenreid): Fiona.

- Yes, the redhead.

- And what about the other two?

- Penny and caroline?

- The two fought constantly.

- I think they're sapphists.

(brackenreid): And what
about the captain?

- I don't think so.
- Why?

- He's the captain.

(fanshaw): I should like
to propose a toast

To detective william murdoch

And doctor julia ogden.

I am a free woman today,

Thanks to them.

(applause)

(mysterious music)

- Bloody 'ell, margaret.

You best not be snooping around.

Margaret?

Margaret!

Margaret!

Margaret!

Help!

Help! Help!

(indistinct chatter)

- I know I should care about
these terrible murders,

And I do, but right now,

All I want to do
is find the murdochs.

- I know, george.
But your job is important.

- I don't care about
my job right now.

- What...
(baby crying)

What was that?

- What was what?
- Shh.

(baby crying)

Oh, dear lord.

Susannah. Susannah.

- Oh, my goodness. Susannah.
(crying)

- I know. I know.
You're all right.

(breathing heavily)

(fanshaw): As I said:
A woman of my word.

Your child is safe.

By all accounts,
she is an inquisitive

Little thing.

You're both very lucky people.

- If she's been harmed in a...
- I can assure you she was not.

- And I'm to believe a murderer?

(scoffs)
- but I'm not a murderer.

Rachel wiggins is.

She killed my dear husband

And then took her own life.

You and your husband
proved that.

And, as I cannot be tried
for the same crime twice,

I am now a free woman.

For which I thank you
most sincerely.

Now go home,
before I change my mind.

(soft instrumental music)

(seagulls squawking)

- It's a nasty blow.

We need to get her up
and keep her conscious.

- What do you know about it?

- I trained to be a nurse
and I know people

Who suffer this type of head
injury need to stay awake

Or they may slip away.

So, let's get her up
and into the fresh air.

Gently, gently, gently.

- Come on, margaret.

We're going to
get you up, darling.

Come on. Help us.

(grunting)

One of you lot did this.

And when I find out
who it was...

(breathing heavily)

Everything's gonna be all right.

(indistinct chatter)

- Do you believe hilda fanshaw
killed her husband?

- Yes, I do. And the maid.

- I very much doubt
she killed herself.

- My feeling as well.

She was killed.

- Under the direction
of hilda fanshaw.

- William...
- I know.

We can't let
what we've done stand.

- We can't go to the police.

We've compromised evidence.

Hilda fanshaw has gotten
away with murder.

- And we're
responsible for that.

- Yes.

(exhales deeply)
but our child is alive.

- I can't let what
we've done stand.

- But... We can't risk susannah.

- Then we won't.

(train whistle blowing)

- No one saw anyone
bring susannah in?

- No.
- Where is she?

- She's fine. She's with effie.

But still no word
on the murdochs.

What do you have?
- Constable tucker

Is keeping close to paul young
of young's bread.

- You know, it's a shame.
I liked that place.

- Yeah.
- I sent higgins to keep

An eye on the butcher,
gilbert ward.

- Oh, his meat packing plant
has a terrible safety record.

- Do I want to hear the details?
- Ooh, likely not.

I'm working on identifying
our candlestick maker,

Though I haven't had
much luck yet.

- A business owner
with a spotty safety record,

That's for sure.
- Indeed.

Apparently, young's workers
walked off the job a year ago

Claiming unsafe conditions.

None of them were hired back

And now injuries among
the new, untrained workers

Are at an all-time high.

- It's shameful. And these
are the men we're protecting?

- Well, they're also
the men getting killed.

(phone ringing)

- Inspector george crabtree.

- Inspector now?

Well, things certainly
have changed.

- Sir!
It's sir! It's the detective!

- Oh!
- Ah, sir.

What a relief
to hear your voice!

I have to admit I was
starting to think

You and the good doctor
were dead.

- Oh, no.
We are very much alive.

Ah, george,

Was susannah delivered
to the station house?

- Yes, just this morning.

- A-and is she all right?

- Sir, picture of health.
- Very good.

Very good. Uh, george,

You mustn't let susannah
out of your sight.

- Sir, no worries there.
Effie's fallen quite in love.

- All right. Uh, and bethany?

- The nanny?

Uh, no sign, I'm afraid, sir.

Are you coming home?

- Yes, doctor ogden and I

Are on our way home,

But we have something
to tend to first.

- Well, sir, hurry if you can.

There's more than a little
trouble happening here now.

(tense music)

- Oh!

Where am I?

- Margaret, you'll be all right.

- You suffered
a blow to the head.

- Oh.

- Did you see what happened?

- They came at me from behind.

The redhead saw me
go into the cabin.

- You need to let her rest, sir.

(margaret sighs)

- Oi!
- We'll talk later.

- What do you know about this?

- What? Nothing.

- My wife said you were
watching her.

- Is that a crime?
- Why?

- I wanted to know
what she was doing

Snooping around
my husband's cabin.

- Your husband?

- You seem surprised.

- I would say so, the way that
you two have been carrying on.

- Oh! And you find
that shocking?

- I was a police inspector,

Very little shocks me anymore.

- My husband and I are what
some people call libertines.

- Ah, they have a name
for it now, do they?

- Mm. In truth,
it's a convenient arrangement

For both of us.

Being together suits us,

But it does not complete us.

Monogamy is a very dull state,
wouldn't you say?

- No, I would not.

- Mm.
Then you're cheating yourself.

The world is a banquet

And both charles and I
indulged ourselves.

- For a woman who's just lost
her husband,

No matter what the arrangement,

You don't seem very affected.

- Oh, I am.

I will miss charles terribly.

Despite his faults.

- Why the secret?

- I get much luckier
when I pretend that I'm single.

Imagine how it's going to be
now that I'm a widow.

- You, madam, are arctic cold.

- Hm. I assure you, sir,

I am the furthest thing
from the arctic.

Come with me.

- Where?

- To the equator.

Ha! I jest.
(chuckling)

My late husband's cabin.

I want to show you
something. Hm.

(ominous music)

- You do not have to be here!

You are wasting
your time and mine.

- We believe you may be
on the killer's list.

- Why would someone be after me?

- You run an unsafe business,
according to him.

- Unsafe?

That's ridiculous!

It's not my problem half
the workers here are idiots.

- Be that as it may,

I've been told to place you
under police protection.

- This is my protection.

Much more effective than you,
I'd wager.

- I'm just trying
to do my job, sir.

- Well, if I'm going to be
burdened with your presence,

You can make yourself useful.
Come on.

Give me a hand with this.

- Oh, really?
- It'll just take a moment.

(sighs)

(grunting)

Hey!

No one's supposed to be here.

- Well, the door didn't
close by itself. Hey!

Open up! Police! Open up.

(banging)

(ward): Hey, let us out!

- Open up! Police.
- Open up! Let us out!

(banging)

- Open up right now! Police!
- Hey!

Open up!
- Police. Open up!

(ominous music)

- Are you sure
about this, william?

- We need to be able
to live with ourselves.

And for that to happen,

She cannot go unpunished
for what she's done.

- You're right.

- Bring it 'round to the front.

(engine starts)

(tense music)

(door creaks)

(suspenseful music)

(snoring)

Psst.

(grunts)

- What on earth do you
think you're doing?

- My job. Up.

- You can't do this.

- Let's go, julia.

- Wherever we're going,
my men will find us.

- Get in.

(engine starting)

(jones): They have mrs. Fanshaw!
Stop them!

(gunshots)

Tell our friends in toronto

That they have taken
mrs. Fanshaw.

(fiona grunting)

(fiona): Uh! It's... ah!

Oh! It's wedged
in there pretty tight.

- Do you need a hand?
- No. No, I think I have it.

(grunting)

Oh!

Not the time or the place,
inspector,

But I'm sure that
could be arranged.

Okay. Ah...

Darn.
- What's wrong?

- Well, charles always
travelled with money.

There was at least
$10,000 in there.

- Who else knew about that?

- Only me. Or so I thought.

Although charles did mention

That trevor was badgering him
after that incident

During the card game.

Perhaps he caught wind
of the money somehow.

(sighs)

Charles did have
a tendency to brag.

- Nothing untoward
at the bakery.

Constable paul is there now.

Want some?

- Do you know how many workers
were injured making that?

- Mr. Young insists
he runs a safe operation.

- The list of people maimed
at his factory belies that.

- I don't know what to tell you.

- Mr. Young's a liar.

Three people
died there last year.

- And so I throw this bread out
and that all goes away, right?

- All right, that's it.
Tucker, that's enough.

Let's hope higgins
has come up with something.

(panting)

- Save your strength.

There won't be anyone here
'til tomorrow.

I can't believe I'm going
to die in this damn place.

- We are not going
to die in here.

- Oh, we are.

- Someone deliberately closed
this door, didn't they?

- It wouldn't have
closed by itself.

- And there's no other way
out of here, is there?

- Are you thick? Of course not.

You know, I'm not a monster.

I'm just trying
to run a business.

People don't want to work here,
I'm not forcing them.

- Well, you could have treated
your workers better.

If you had done that,
we wouldn't be here.

(ward sighs)
- I'm their boss.

Not their benefactor.

People want a free ride;
they're not getting it from me.

(banging)
- open up!

(sighs)

(soft instrumental music)

(trevor): What are you
talking about?

(brackenreid): The dead man
was carrying a considerable

Amount of money.
Now it's gone.

- Well, I didn't take it.

Look in my cabin all you want.
How much?

- That's none of your business.

- Look, sir,

I need to get home.
My mother is ailing.

- He pointed a gun at ya.
He humiliated you.

- My life has been
a series of humiliations.

Everything I've ever done
has turned to dust.

And now I get to go home

And tell my dying mother
that I am a failure.

- So, you could use
some stolen money.

- And I am telling you

That I had nothing to do
with any of it.

(footsteps approaching)

Is that all?

- For now.

- He's not the only one
that needs to get back.

This line has a schedule
to keep.

With one ship
out of commission...

- If we go back,

I'll have to throw the lot
of you in jail when we dock.

- Certainly, you don't mean me.

- You were on this ship
when the murder happened.

That captain's hat doesn't
excuse you from suspicion.

- I had nothing to do with this.

- And, apparently,
neither did anybody else!

But somebody on this boat did.

Now, I don't care how many
bloody days and nights

We sit here in the water,

I'm going to find out
who it was.

(indistinct chatter)

(murdoch): See that a guard
is posted at all times.

- I have been forcibly

Abducted by these two.
I demand...

- You would be well advised
to stay quiet.

- I insist on calling
my lawyer, immediately.

- Mrs. Fanshaw...

Your concerns are not ours.

(crabtree): Sir!

- George!
(laughing)

- Good to see you, sir.
Doctor!

I'm so relieved
to know you're safe.

- Thank you, george.
Where is susannah?

- Right this way.

(susannah crying)

- Ah.

Susannah.

I'm so sorry to have left you.

(susannah crying)

- Thank you so much.

- My pleasure.
She's an impetuous little imp.

- So, sir, you were captured
by that old lady?

- Oh, she is much more
dangerous than she appears.

- Oh.
- Are you still

Acting inspector, george?

- I am, sir. Until inspector
brackenreid returns.

You should know, sir,
that he left England

The minute he found out yourself
and the doctor were missing.

- Oh, I see.

Uh, well, then,
as acting inspector

Of station house four,
will you accept my request

To return to my former position?

- Sir, I was hoping
you would ask.

Request granted.

- Felt quite naked
without this, actually.

Now, you say
there's been trouble here?

- And plenty of it, sir.

- Well, then,
let's get to it, george.

- Right.
(susannah crying)

- And you are a very brave
little girl

And I love you.

- Yes, you are.
(susannah crying)

- He was hanged.

Bruises around
his wrists and mouth

Suggest he was also
bound and gagged.

- And the second victim?

- Oh, it was quite nasty,
detective.

He was killed
with a sandblaster.

- So, no trace evidence
to be found?

- Nothing usable.

- And the first victim?

- I preserved what I could,

But as you can see
from my report,

The cause of death seems clear.

- Hm. Indeed.

- Hm.

- Did you retain
in your possession

The victim's clothing?

- From this victim, yes.

From the first victim,

Some blankets,
and from the second...

Just the tarp
he was covered with.

- Could you retrieve them
for me, please?

- Of course.

- I don't know, inspector.

There are very few businesses

That fit the description
of candlestick maker.

- It has to be
a metaphor of some sort.

- Mm.
- Where...

Where's higgins?

- I haven't seen him.

- I haven't seen him
since I sent him

To the butcher's.
Will you check on him?

- Of course.

- I was in fear every day.

If anything had happened...

- Thank god it didn't.

You all right?

(sighs)

- We broke the law.

William and I.

And it didn't matter.

We would have done anything
to keep her from harm.

- Is that why you brought
that woman back with you?

- Her name is hilda fanshaw.

(scoffs)
we got her out of jail

And set up another woman

For a murder that I am sure
she committed.

- What happened to that woman?

- I think mrs. Fanshaw
had her killed.

And, effie...

I wrote a false confession.

- You had to protect your child.

- Yes. I had to save my child.

- Why did you bring
mrs. Fanshaw back with you?

- We're charging her
with kidnapping us.

And susannah.

We're going to make sure
she never sees the light of day.

- Well, I do have some friends

At the crown attorney's office.

- Thank you, effie.

I have another favour to ask.

- Of course. Anything.

- Would you take susannah
just for a little while longer?

I hate the thought
of letting her out of my sight

But there are some loose ends
that I need to tie up.

- Of course.
We'll go to the park.

Before we go,

I have a bit of news.

It's more like gossip.

- Oh?
(chuckles)

- Miss hart is broke.

- What?
- Arthur carmichael's family

Sued for his fortune
and the judge

Ruled in their favour.

She's lucky she didn't
get jail time.

(scoffs)

Are y-you pleased?

- No.

It just seems that
miss hart and I

Are peas in a pod.

(chuckling)

- Ah, the ammonia please.

- Would you care to let me in
on what it is you're doing?

- According to george,

The victims were all
owners of factories

That suffered a number
of industrial accidents.

Now, if the killer visited
these factories

Or worked in one of them,

It's possible that
he transferred trace amounts

Of chemicals to the victims
when he confronted them.

- Mm.

- Mm-hmm.
The second tray, please.

Mm-hmm. And the third victim.

Hm. There you have it.

There are traces of arsenic
with all three of the victims.

- Meaning?

- It makes possible

That their assailant also
had a large amount of arsenic

On his clothing.

- Where would that
have come from?

- Arsenic in large amounts
is used in metal refining.

- The candlestick maker?

- Possibly.

- Detective.

It's good to have you back.

- Oh. Strange as it may seem,
I am glad to be back.

- Sir.
- What have you?

- The woman you brought
into the cells

Is in a highly agitated state.

She demands to see you.

- Does she now?

- She's causing quite
the commotion.

(suspenseful music)

- What do you want?

- Out, obviously.

You let me go,
and you'll never see me again.

- That will be happening,
regardless.

You'll be tried

And jailed for the rest
of your life.

- How much will it take for you
to open that door and walk away?

- There isn't enough.

You are a murderess.

- $5,000?

How many years would it take
for you to earn that?

- I've never been motivated
by money.

You should know that.

- I can double it.

- Seeing you back here
behind bars

Is all the compensation I need.

- Detective...

- Yes?

- You are making
a terrible mistake.

- Hm.

- Higgins?

Henry!

(groaning)

Help me get these
two out of here.

- How're you feeling?
- Mm.

My head aches

And I just want to sleep.

- You can't.

- Mm.

Did you find out anything about
the person who did this to me?

- No.

(penny): It was that woman,
wasn't it?

- I don't think so.

- Inspector?

- What is it?

- One of the lifeboats
has gone missing.

- Keep an eye on her
and let's get everyone on deck.

- Mm-hmm.
- Show me.

- You'll be all right,
mrs. Brackenreid.

But take this as a lesson:

Many people prefer that their
affairs remain private.

- Mm.

(ominous music)

- And you didn't see anything?

- Just noticed
it had gone missing

After I'd done my rounds.

- What about
the young lad, trevor?

- On the lifeboat, I'd imagine.

I'd say we found the killer,

But we failed to capture him.

- Would he have known how
to detach one of these boats?

- Apparently, he did.

- In broad daylight?

- Well, you were in your cabin.

I was on the bridge.

Wouldn't have taken
more than a moment.

Mrs. Griffith and the other lady

Were taking the sun
on the back deck.

- Notify the authorities
on shore.

- Will do. And?

- Let's get back to toronto.

- Right away.

(ship horn blowing)

(indistinct chatter)

- Can I help you?
- No.

- Well, you can't be here.

This area's closed
to the public.

- Thought you were the police.

- Yeah?

- So, that means
you work for us.

- Why don't you get out
or I'll lock you up.

- Keep your pants on. I'm going.

(watts): Inspector crabtree?

- Henry! Are you all right?

- Oh, yes. Never better.

- Someone tried
to kill the butcher.

- Uh, me, as well.

Sir, you're alive!

- Yes, it seems we both are.

- Yes, barely.

- Gentlemen, I-I may
have something.

- Sir, we can use
the inspector's office.

Or my office.

(suspenseful music)

- Uh, george?

- Yes, sir, I know.
I've been busy.

- Carbtree?

Williams electroplating.

They deal largely
in residential products.

- Uh, electroplating?

- It's a process of covering
an object in metal.

- Right. Like silverware.
- Like a candlestick.

- The candlestick maker.

- And likely our target.

- I checked
the hospital records.

There wasn't any mention...

- Yes. Because victims
of arsenic poisoning

Go largely undetected.

They are assessed
at the hospital

And then released.

But I checked
the mortality rolls,

And look at this.

- Two men in the last 18 months.

- Both worked
for the williams company.

So we put them
on our watch list.

- More than that.

Watts, could you
post yourself there?

- Of course.
- Anything else, sir?

- Yes. The two men that died

Whilst in the employ
of mr. Williams

Died of arsenic exposure

During the process
of electroplating,

And they were related.

But a third man,
a blake redmond,

Complained of similar symptoms.

And he was let go

From williams' company
three months ago.

- It says here his chances
for survival are unlikely.

- Hm. He is the son

Of one of these two dead men.
- Uh-huh.

- Well, that's worth
a conversation.

- Indeed. Watts, anything
untoward happens

At that electroplating facility,
I'd like to know.

- Mm.

- Ah, so you're here to do
what your husband won't?

(chuckles)
- and what is that?

- Let me out of here.

- How could you do what you did?

Threaten a child.

- I wanted my freedom.

- You don't deserve freedom.

- Well, that's not how I see it.

Some of us are above the law:

Kings, queens, nobility,

Captains of industry.

We have made the world.

Laws are for lesser people.

- No one is above the law.

- Don't be naive.
It doesn't suit you.

My husband was a horrid man.

He deserved punishment
and I administered it.

- You're going to die in jail.

And that you deserve.

(tense music)

(door creaks, slams)

(sighing)

- How are you faring?
- Oh, much better, thank you.

- Do be sure to visit
your physician.

Make sure you're not concussed.

- All right. I will.

(caroline): You must pay us
a visit sometime.

- Oh, please. We would love
to have you and thomas.

- Oh! Of course.
I'd love to. It would be...

(indistinct chatter)

(scoffs)
if you'll excuse me?

- Of course.
- Thank you. Thomas!

- He wants two dollars
to take us home!

- Thomas, look!

That... Woman

Has an extra piece of luggage.

- How can you tell?
- I saw her board.

She had two pieces
of fine luggage.

Not that ratty old thing.

- Are you certain?
- Oh, I'm positive.

- You were in your cabin.

I was on the bridge.

Wouldn't have taken more
than a moment.

Mrs. Griffith and
the other lady

Were taking the sun
on the back deck.

- He knew.

- He knew what?

- He knew that charles griffith
and fiona were married.

- Married? The way
those two were carrying on?

- Forget about that, margaret.

Are you interested
in another mission?

- You know I am.

(knocking)
- driver, follow that cab.

Come on!

(engine revving)

(suspenseful music)

- Operator, station house four.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hello.

Excuse me.

(sighs)

Ah! What a coincidence
finding you two here.

- It is indeed.

- Huh. It's nice to be
off that boat.

- Oh, yes, indeed.

You two seem to be bearing up
well after your loss.

- Well, I do hope
that your husband

Will be able to find
the man who killed charles.

- Oh, as do I.

- Captain roberts. Fiona.

- Sir.

- Please allow me
to buy you lunch.

- Uh, that's not necessary.

- Oh, I don't mind.

I've recently come into
a considerable amount of cash.

- That is charles' money.

- Found in your possession.

So, I'm assuming that trevor
had nothing to do with it.

What did you do to him?
Kill him?

- No.

He needed off the boat,
I let him go.

- And turned him into a suspect
for something that you did.

- His choice.
- Is that so?

I tell you what:

Why don't we continue this
back at the station house?

I suggest we skip lunch

And proceed straight
to the cells, shall we?

(chair thudding)

- We'll do no such thing.

- Oh, yes we will, sunshine.

- Oh!

(groaning, coughing)

- What was that for?

- Hitting my wife.

- I didn't do that. She did!

(margaret gasps)
- really?

Finally!

(grunts)

Ha!

- Sir, call inspector dawkins
at station house two.

Get him down here immediately.

I'm not ruining my homecoming
with these two lowlifes.

(groaning)

What a woman!

(margaret chuckles)

(exhales deeply)

(door opening)

(man): It'll be over soon.

- No. No!

- Let me guess: Arsenic.

- Who are you?

- Detective murdoch,
toronto constabulary.

Put the syringe down,
mr. Redmond.

- No. I'm almost finished.

- If you do that,
you will be facing the noose.

- I'm already a dead man.

- You can get help.

- There's no hope for me.

He killed my uncle!

My father.

- No! No! Let me go! Let me go!

(grunting)

- Sit down!

You're under arrest.

- He deserves it.

They all deserved it.

They all treated us
like we were less than people,

The men and women
who filled their pockets.

- What do you want?
- Where are the cells?

Are you hard of hearing?
Where are the cells?

I trust you are aware
of what this can do.

So, answer the question.

- They're back there.
- Get her.

- What's going on out here?
(thuds)

(body thuds)

- Ah-ah. Stay where you are.

(groaning)

Mrs. Fanshaw. You're well?

- You took your sweet time,
didn't you?

Where's murdoch?

- I don't know.

- You. Where is he?

- I don't know.

- Give him a taste.

- All hail the conquering hero!

(device whirring)

(zapping)

- Sir? You're back.

- And you're alive.

- What's happening?

- There's armed men
in the station.

With some old woman.

- Hilda fanshaw.
She's my prisoner.

- Well, she's not
a prisoner anymore.

- Take this man to station house
number three.

Let them know that
I've charged him with murder.

I'll be in touch shortly.

- And tell them to send backup.

We need more men, armed men.

- Sir?

- Mcnab, can't you see
that I'm busy?

- It's from inside the station.

- Give me that.

Brackenreid.

Doctor ogden?

Are you all right?

- Yes.

- What's the situation?

- There's at least four men,

All armed with william's
weaponized capacitor.

Both george and henry
are being held.

And one of the men
is the man who kidnapped us,

A quinton crisp.

(brackenreid): Stay right
where you are.

- Oh! I don't think so.

- Murdoch, where are you going?
- I'm going inside.

- Stay put. That's an order.

- I thought you retired.

- And I heard you quit.

- I suppose things change.

- Make sure he doesn't
go anywhere.

We're going outside.
- Are you sure?

- There's very little I do
that I'm not sure of.

Bring him.

(indistinct shouting)

- This will not end well.

- Let us pass.

- I don't think so.

- Safe passage or this man dies.

You have five minutes
to clear your constables.

- She's the one who's taken over
my station? Bloody hell.

- More coppers out there now.

- They'll back away.

- Shoot the stupid one.

(crisp): Which one is that?

(scoffs)
- you decide.

- You don't even know me.

(suspenseful music)

(indistinct chatter)

- You have two minutes
to clear your men.

- You're surrounded. Surrender.

- Your choice.

(zapping, groaning)

- Higgins.

- Next time I'll be
dialing it up to eleven,

And I think you know
what happens then.

- You, give me a hand
with higgins.

- The name's tucker.
- I don't care what

Your name is.
Just give me a hand.

Mcnabb, you all get around
the back of the station.

- Our automobile's out back.

- Mrs. Fanshaw,
you should take it.

We'll delay the police.

- Your best option
would be to surrender.

- And who asked
your opinion, pray?

- Take me out there with you.

I'm the station house inspector.

I can order those men
to back off.

- Get mrs. Fanshaw
to the automobile.

- I can take care of myself.

Besides,

Who's going to bother
with an innocent old woman

Out for a pleasant drive
in her automobile?

- I'll meet you three
back at the safe house.

Grab him.

Here's your chance.

Get your men to back off.

- And quinton?

No need to be gentle
with this one.

(crisp): My thoughts exactly.

(whirring)

(suspenseful music)

(indistinct shouting)

(brackenreid):
How're you doing, higgins?

- I feel all tingly.

- Stay there.

Crabtree?

- Sir! There's a prisoner
escaping out the back.

(thuds, grunts)

- Just remember:

It didn't need to end this way.

(thudding, zapping)

- Truer words were never spoken.

- The old lady
went out the back.

- Yes. Have you seen julia?

(brackenreid): No.

(zapping)

(body thuds)

(engine sputtering)

- Start, damn it.

(engine sputtering)

Start, why can't you?

(julia): I think
you'll be needing this.

- Oh. I see.

- Get out of the car,
or I will drag you out!

- It's over, mrs. Fanshaw.

- You see the fireplace?

We missed you around here
when you were a little bit sick.

Can we put this on your toe?

No? You don't want it
on your toe?

(indistinct chatter)

- I can honestly say, sir,

I've never been so happy
to lose a job.

- Ah, you would have grown
into it, crabtree.

Although, you were left with
pretty big shoes to fill.

(chuckling)

- How's the missus
and the little one faring,

Murdoch?

I suspect it will be difficult

To pry the two of them apart
for the foreseeable future.

- I can see why.
Susannah's a lovely child.

If she ever needs minding...
- Oh.

(chuckles)
- what do you say, bugalugs?

Seems like someone's
got the itch

And you're not
getting any younger.

- Well, sir, we have talked
about starting a family.

- Talking's not the action
that's required, is it?

(laughing)
- thomas! Apologies.

(higgins): Hello, everyone.
Uh, george?

- Higgins.

- You need to see this.

(murdoch): What is it, george?

- My father. Uh, sirs...

A-a moment, if you don't mind.

Yourself as well, effie.

- Excuse us.
- Of course.

- George,

When was your father last seen?

- Uh...

Sir, the last I...

The last I heard from him,
he was in winnipeg.

- Do you think him
capable of murder?

- Sir, I shouldn't think so,
but I don't know.

- I know some men
at the winnipeg constabulary.

I'll see what I can do.

- Sir, give me
a leave of absence.

- George?
- Effie, you saw the poster.

Dead or alive?

I have to find him
before somebody else does.

- Murdoch?

- Go. Find him.

(brackenreid): Take all
the time you need.

- Thank you, sirs.

I-I'll be back,
regardless of the outcome.

Those shoes might need
filling someday.

(suspenseful music)

(mysterious music)

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