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- What just happened? - Time's running out,

Macy Murdoch. - I'm leaving. Alone.

How's that for spontaneous? - Time's running out,

Macy Murdoch. - My audition is about

my future. - Well newsflash,

I may not have a future!

- Time's running out, Macy Murdoch.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

(gasps)

(exhales deeply)

- Two clues left. This bruise.

Wait. That's not a bruise, it's writing.

11 Q-E-N-S-T.

11 Queen Street!

11 Queen Street used to be a jail?

I wonder...

(tense music)

"The complete list of my arrests have ben transferred to the jail

at 11 Queen Street."

This must all have something to do with my murder, but what?

Maybe William Murdoch arrested the man who killed Kurt.

That list could help us identify him.

I'll tell Billie and Zane.

Except we're not talking. Right. I guess I'm alone.

(cellphone chimes)

Or maybe not.

(dramatic music)

- Hey. Where's the rest of the gang?

- Oh, um. Billie and Zane are super busy.

I thought it could just be us two for the trip.

- Just the two of us? Perfect! What's the plan?

- We have to go back to 1910 and visit 11 Queen Street.

- An old jail.

Breaking into a police station in the past that was empty

was okay, but a jail full of criminals? Could be dangerous.

What are we looking for?

- Just some old files or ledgers.

- Well, maybe there's a way that we can still get those things

without going back in time.

Building's abandoned. Maybe some relics are still there.

- It looks like it's gonna collapse any second.

- Don't worry, I'll protect you.

(chuckles)

So, you gonna tell me what happened with Billie and Zane?

- It's a long story.

- I can do centuries-long stories.

- We got into a fight.

- She ditched us for a guy.

- Jeeze, you must really be upset.

- Because everything's falling apart.

- Except you just got cast as the lead in the musical!

- I'm not in the mood for the sing-talk, Charlie!

- Okay, how about this. Why don't you just write a note

to Macy telling her how you feel?

- A note?

A note!

I'm gonna solve a mystery about a note we found

on Macy's dead bo...

...x of batteries.

Thanks, Charlie!

- Dead box of batteries?

(tense music)

(Macy): 11 Queen Street.

We must be the only people that have been here in decades.

- Looks like it's storage now. Old, musty storage.

- I really thought that the research would be here.

- At least we're having a good time poring over

old arrest warrants. (laughs)

You know, I always have so much fun with you.

You're the first person that

I've ever really felt a connection to.

Other than my older brother.

- Really?

- Yeah. I'm happy you called.

- Me too.

There's no one else I'd want to be in an abandoned,

creepy jail with. (chuckles)

(gentle music)

(lock opening) (tense music)

Hide. Now!

(upbeat music)

- Are you hiding from me?

- Kind of.

I thought maybe you didn't want to talk.

- I just didn't know what to say. I felt bad for running off.

- I was worried you thought I was a nerd.

- I did. But that's why I like you so much.

(laughs)

- I wish it was this easy to talk to Macy and Billie.

We got in a fight.

- That's what happens when people care about each other.

But it'll be okay, trust me, I'm psychic.

- Psychic?

Clairvoyance is just the result of expectancy bias

or fraud, so I'd say, like... (cellphone chimes)

It's Billie!

She wants to meet up.

- See? Psychic!

(gentle music)

(door opening)

(phone app sounds)

- I'm almost finished checking for fingerprints.

- The note from Morgue Macy's body. Genius!

I can't believe we didn't think of doing forensics on it sooner.

You could help identify Macy's killer.

So, wait, are we talking again?

- Hurt feelings are so yesterday.

Current mood, saving Macy.

(sighs)

No fingerprints.

- It was worth a try.

Huh. Never noticed that before.

- What?

- Some letters are bold.

I thought it was old typewriter ribbon. But I wonder if-

- There's a hidden message in it!

(suspenseful music)

- I get that we don't want to be found,

but what's the worst case scenario?

Hey.

You're okay.

- I can trust you, right?

- Of course.

- The reason for all the time travel...

I'm trying to solve my own murder before it happens.

- What?

But that's not possible.

- I've seen my body...

with my own eyes.

- Macy.

I'm so sorry.

Do you know how it happens or who does it?

- Not yet. But the person who's doing it is playing games,

taunting me until I figure it out before it happens.

(breathes shakily)

- Macy, you're shaking!

Everything's going to be okay.

(soft music)

We should hide in there.

It's gonna be safer.

(ominous music)

(cell door slams)

(chuckles)

- Very funny. Open the door.

Miles? Miles? I'm serious.

- Macy, I'm sorry.

I had no choice.

- What do you mean? Miles?

(cell rattling)

Miles? You can't just leave me here, Miles!

Miles!

(music swells)

Miles!

(voice echoing): Time's running out, Macy Murdoch.

(soft whirring)

(dramatic music)

(voice echoing): What the. This can't be heaven.

(man's voice echoing): I don't believe so.

After all, if it were,

I believe your father would be first in line to greet you.

- William Murdoch?

- That's great-great-great grandpa Murdoch.

I'm so proud of you. Carrying on the legacy.

You're quite a detective.

- Then, why am I nowhere near solving my own murder?

- Oh, I've often felt that way when I was just one step away.

I suspect it's the very same thing for you.

- All the clues tell me that my murder has something

to do with your time.

No, more than that.

Your life.

- That's very astute. Now you need only answer the question,

"What, or who connects us?"

Besides genetics, that is.

- I don't know.

- You will.

I know you will.

(suspenseful music)

(groans)

- I gotta get out of here.

How? There's gotta be a way.

There!

(door opening)

(effort grunts)

Okay. Other than genetics, what, or who

connects me to William Murdoch?

Wait a minute. Miles' shirt?

(gasp)

- Okay, you got some serious shirt issues these days.

- Are you okay?

- You're here!

I'm so sorry for everything.

I should have listened to you about Miles.

Look. It's the same shirt.

Miles gave it to me before locking

me in a cell with my killer. - Oh it's on when

I get my hands on that unhinged creep!

- Miles is involved in this somehow.

- Yeah, we figured that out, too.

Billie had the great idea

to test the killer's note for fingerprints.

- We found none, but Zane noticed

some letters were bolded. L-M-S-E-I.

It didn't take long till we s- - Miles.

It was staring at us in the face all along.

- But he's not working alone.

We still don't know your killer's ID.

- And why they didn't kill you when they had the chance.

- So...

(camera flash) - Miles!

- Who is Miles?

(suspenseful music)

(theme music)

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