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[phone rings]

Voice on phone:
I'm at the brearly hotel.

Come quickly!
She's going to kill me!

Detective murdoch!

Calm down, irving.
What is it?

There might
be a problem.

Thank you for walking
me to work, george.

Not at all.
How's your leg?

It's fine.

I haven't been
to my office in months.

It's understandable, effie.

You've been through
a terrible ordeal!

You've not been in
the right frame of mind.

I have not.

And besides,
you've enough money.

You'd needn't rush back
if you don't want to.

It's not just that.

I feel like
perhaps it's time

I put my law career
behind me.

I might do
something new.

Oh! Dancer?
No! Horse jockey?

No! Gibraltar point
lighthouse keeper?

I'm serious, george.

Well, who's to
say I'm not?

Although,
if you're the jockey,

I can't imagine
the height of the horse.

There you are, george!
I need your assistance.

Brearly hotel, room 14.

-Ah, what's the matter?
-We'll know when we get there.

Right!

Giddy up.

[knock on door]

Murdoch:
Hello! Toronto constabulary.

Ma'am, please step away.

State your business.
Is this your room?

Can you tell me how you
came to be in the room

With a dead man?

I came in
through the door.

But I had nothing
to do with this!

And your name?

It's...
Georgie!

Aunt zinnia?

Crabtree:
Who was this man?

His name was juan de léon.

I just met him
last night.

What were you
doing in his room?

I don't want to say.

Aunt zinnia, just tell
the detective the truth.

I met him
and lost my head.

He was so handsome.

Did you stay the night?

What kind of lady
do you take me for?

So, you came to
his room this morning?

I couldn't stop
thinking about him.

I came to his room,
the door was open,

He was lying there
and then you came in.

-Good day, mrs. Hart.
-Detective.

Ah, sir.

There's no way my aunt
could have done this.

You know her well, then?

Well, I used to and she's
hardly the murdering kind.

Murdoch:
Right.

Escort your aunt
down to the station house.

I'll see what I can find
out about mr. De léon.

Right.
Aunt zinnia, come with me.

Oh, that poor man.
Such a shame.

Don't you agree, georgie?

Mrs. Hart?

He was struck once with
a slim, heavy object.

No defensive wounds.

-Time of death?
-Recently.

Rigor mortis has
just barely begun.

I'll know more
once I examine the body.

Spanish man?
Brown hair, thin moustache.

Yeah, I threw him
out of here last night.

Never cared for his type.

I don't quite
take your meaning.

The type that separates
wealthy, older women

From all their money.

A confidence man?

All I know is he made
straight for an elderly lady

Here last night and she was
dripping in diamonds.

Sits down with her,
starts ordering champagne.

All on her tab, of course.

So, I asked him to leave.

Told him I was onto him.

This way, aunt zinnia.
I'll get you a seat.

I'm so sorry about
all this, georgie.

I didn't even know
you were in toronto.

You should have called.

Well, I've only
recently arrived.

I was waiting until
I was a bit more settled

And now I'm the furthest
thing from it.

Listen, were you
completely truthful

With detective
murdoch and I?

What were you doing
in that man's room?

What can I say, georgie?

He caught my eye
and I his.

I see.

George, there's something
I didn't tell you.

He may have had
a necklace of mine.

Did you give it to him?

George, he may have
taken it from me.

I went to his room to
look for it, but...

But he was dead?

On my word, george.

Oh, there-there.

Perhaps you could you ask
the constables to have a look?

It's gold with
a key-shaped pendant on it.

Well, if it turns up,
we'll certainly let you know.

Thank you.

What a hat!

Why, this old thing?

I often wondered what
I'd wear to a police station.

I've never been
to one before.

Ah, what brings you here?

Ah, detective watts,
this is my aunt zinnia.

Your aunt zinnia?

Pleased to meet you.
Are you here for a visit?

Unfortunately, I'm here
under suspicion of murder.

Watts:
Oh, dear.

Well, if you're innocent,
you're in the best hands.

If you're guilty...

Good day!

Brackenreid:
She was in the dead man's room.

I hate to say it,
crabtree.

Ah, sir, she was looking
for her necklace.

He took it from her.

[zinnia laughs in the distance]

-She could be lying.
-I don't know, sir.

I spoke to a bartender
who saw juan de léon last night.

And?

He had to kick him out,

Believed him to be
a romantic swindler.

Oh.

You know,
I often wondered

How one gets into
that line of work.

Ah, more of a calling,
I suspect, sir.

And you'd need to have
very few scruples.

And, of course,
you'd also need to be handsome.

What exactly are you
implying, crabtree?

I've managed to track down
the woman that juan de léon

Was swindling
last night.

A constable is
bringing her in.

Sirs, do you think it would be
possible to release my aunt?

I highly doubt she's done
anything wrong here.

[all laugh]

Let me sort this
out first, george.

Right.

I'm so sorry I couldn't
be more help to you.

Well, thank you
for coming in.

Oh, such a shame.

Mr. De léon
was so handsome.

Hm.

Miss o'neill!

Miss o'neill?

Alberta!

Fancy meeting you here.

What brings you
to a police station?

Well, I was just
visiting my dear nephew,

George crabtree.

Oh.

Your irish love potion
worked a treat last night.

Not an hour after you
had me put it in my drink,

I met the most
wonderful man.

You did?

But then mr. De léon was
thrown out of the establishment.

Oh, my stars and garters.

He gave me his card.

And I must confess,
I was going to call on him,

But then he
turned up dead.

I will be wanting to purchase
more of your love potion.

At your convenience,
of course.

Thank you.

I can explain.

I met juan last night
and he asked me to help him

With a silly little trick.

I'd never done anything
like that before.

I did it for the thrill.

You gave miss binchey
love potion?

It was just
coloured water.

He asked me to speak
to the old dear,

Have her put it
in her drink.

I left.
He came in and charmed her.

Aunt zinnia.

He asked the lady
for a few dollars

And the lady gets
a lovely evening.

What's the harm?

And it was just the once,
you swear?

On my life, georgie.

[groans]

Don't be overly
dramatic, dear.

It's not that dire.

[groans]

Dr. Deakins,
can I be of assistance?

No, dr. Ogden.

I'm quite capable of
handling a patient,

Even one as hysterical
as miss robinson.

I'm in so much pain,
doctor.

Give her a dose of morphine
and put her in the ward, nurse.

I must dash but prep her
tomorrow for a lithotripsy.

So, the diagnosis
is a kidney stone?

It's what the doctor said.

[groans]

Mister quivell?

Please, have a seat.

Yes.

Whoo.

Thank you for seeing me.

What can I help you with?

I am a private
investigator.

Ah! And...

I've been hired to locate
10,000 dollars,

That juan de léon
swindled my client out of.

Now that he's dead,
my job has become...

A touch more difficult.

My condolences.

Who is your client?

Ah! She would prefer
not to be named.

I'm sure you understand.

-I see.
-Mm-hm. Um...

I also hear that you have
a miss zinnia hobson in custody.

How do you know that?

Well, I've been tracking her.
And mr. De léon.

Both of them?

Quivell: Detective murdoch,
they work as a team.

So, if he's dead,
then she most certainly

Has my client's money.

How may I be of
assistance with this?

There are constables
guarding mr. De léon and, um...

And miss hobson's rooms.

Could I be granted access?

There may be something
in there that could, uh...

Hm.

Ah, be something in there
that might aid my investigation.

I'm sorry, but no.

There's already an ongoing
investigation, mine.

Right.

Higgins:
Sir?

Ah, pardon the intrusion,
but I've brought some items

From the crime scene you're
going to want to have a look at.

Oh! May I?

Mr. Quivell... No.

Good day.

And you thought to clutter up
my desk with evidence, did you?

Well, I was told that the man
in the detective's office

Was snooping
around the case.

I thought it wise.

Good thinking, henry.

Huh. Thank you, sir.

Oh, I'll see you
get a medal, higgins.

Well, there's still
blood on the poker.

Could be the
murder weapon.

Is the pope a catholic?

Where was it found?

Uh, both items were found
just outside the window

Of mr. De léon's room.

Any fingermarks
on the poker?

No, but the handkerchief
does appear

To have some
initials on it.

Z.H. Zinnia hobson.

Murdoch:
I'm sorry, george.

I don't believe it.

Well, bugalugs,
it would appear

That your dear old
auntie is a thief.

And a murderer.

I must have left my handkerchief
in juan's room last night.

Miss hobson,
I happen to know that you

And mr. De léon
are confidence tricksters

That have been working
together for some time.

I also know the two
of you recently

Have come into
10,000 dollars.

What?

Murdoch:
Did you fight over the money?

Why split 10,000 dollars
when you could have it all?

You've got it all wrong!

Yes, juan and I
worked together.

And, yes, we may have
relieved some ladies

Of their extra wealth.

But not 10,000 dollars.

Miss hobson, it will save us
all a lot of time

If you are completely honest
with me right now.

If we had 10,000 dollars

We would not be
in this godforsaken town.

Juan and I were in love.

I had no reason
to kill him.

And you just happened
to be rifling through

His personal effects
at the very moment

That I entered the room?

I walked in.

Juan was lying there dead,
and I panicked.

I was trying to take anything
that would lead to me.

But I swear on a stack
of bibles I am innocent.

You'll forgive me if,
given what I know,

I don't take your word for it.

[woman groaning]

Miss robinson,
how are you feeling?

No better.

May I examine you?

You're not my doctor.

Yes, but I am one.

And I may be able
to help you.

Oh!

Oh, that hurts.

Oh-oh!

Oh, that hurts terrible.

What are you doing?

According to miss
robinson's chart,

Dr. Deakins never gave her
a proper physical exam.

You shouldn't
be doing this.

But I am.

Dr. Deakins isn't
going to like this.

I'm not concerned
with what dr. Deakins

Likes or doesn't like.

This woman has
ovarian torsion.

I can feel her
swollen ovary.

The doctor said
it just hysteria.

Well, he was wrong.

We need to prepare
the operating theatre,

This patient
needs surgery now.

I could lose my job.

If you're not
prepared to help me,

Please find
someone who will.

We're wasting time here.

Will I be all right?

Yes. Of course.

At least consider
representing her!

George, I haven't
practiced law in months.

My aunt zinnia needs you.

George!

At least talk to her.

She's a wonderful lady.

I mean, does she bend
the law from time to time?

Perhaps.
But she's no murderer!

You need a real lawyer.

You are a real lawyer.

And, besides,
I trust you, effie.

That's all that matters.

And you know what?
Before you give up law...

Perhaps the old horse
needs to be ridden again.

The old, tall horse.

What does her
case look like?

It's... Dire.

Um, the evidence against
her is piling up.

But I know she's innocent.

Your aunt zinnia needs more
than just your belief

Of her innocence, george.

Yes, exactly.

She needs you.

The hotel sent over
the personal items

From your room.

Do you need any of these
things while you're in here?

You're so good
to your aunt.

Oh!

Juan gave this to me
just yesterday.

You told the detective
he didn't have any money.

And that's true.

I have no idea
how he got it.

Probably stole it.

Ah, well, this chap
sounds like a real prize.

Who are you?

Miss hobson,
I am effie newsome.

I will be your lawyer.

A lady lawyer?

Fantastic.

Ah, not just your lawyer,
aunt zinnia.

Effie and I have been seeing
each other for some time.

Oh!

Oh! Your georgie's girl.

You're so pretty.

Oh. Thank you, miss hobson.

Zinnia.

You know, we probably
shouldn't have given george

All that coffee
when he was a young man.

I do think
it stunted his growth.

All right, now.

Uh, let's get to
the matter at hand.

Ah, please, sit.

Now, tell me everything you can
about this 10,000 dollars.

Like I've told anyone
who will listen,

I know nothing
about the money.

I only know that the man
I thought loved me is dead.

Nothing else?

And the necklace is gone.

The necklace he stole?

I know I told you
that juan stole the necklace.

But the truth is...

We both have one.

We divided up the key to
our safety deposit box.

That way we could take out
and put in money together.

So, you two didn't
trust each other then?

What we sowed together,
we reaped together.

Juan wore his
half-key on a chain.

When I saw him this morning,
it was gone.

Who else knew
about the key?

No one.

Whoever is looking for
the keys to the box

Is in for a big surprise.

There's no money in it.

All right, now,
is this the truth?

Absolutely, george.

I cannot believe
you don't believe me.

George, could you give
us a minute, please?

-What?
-I'm her counsel.

Our conversations
are privileged.

Yes. Of course.

Now, miss hobson.

Zinnia.

Zinnia.

I need you to tell me
the whole truth

If I'm going to help you.

I am telling you
the truth, dear.

So, mr. De léon's half
of the key is missing.

And zinnia claims that
no one else even knew

About the other half
of the key.

Even more evidence that
points towards her, george.

Yes, sir, but to what end?

I mean, aunt zinnia paints
them as love's young dream.

And with no money
to fight over--

That we know of.

There has to be
something else.

Something that
we're missing.

Are the constables
still at the crime scene?

We released them
this afternoon.

Do you mind
if I have a look?

Murdoch:
By all means.

But you had best steel
yourself, george,

For a possible
bad outcome.

Sir, I know how it looks,
but she didn't do it.

I'm sure of it.

What the devil
are you doing?

I'm in the middle of surgery.
Do not disturb me now.

But I am the physician--

Out!

-This is not the last of it.
-I said now!

Crabtree:
Was there anybody else

Who may have seen miss hobson
enter or exit her room?

-Mm-mm.
-Right.

Well, thank you, anyway.

Ah, miss?
That room is a crime scene.

Hey! Stop!

Halt right there!

Toronto constabulary.

You're coming with me.

I didn't do anything.

Well, I'll decide that.

Murdoch:
Miss viola treatly,

What were you doing
in juan de léon's room?

When the desk clerk told me
what happened to juan,

I was so upset, I...

I just, I wanted
to take a memento

To remember juan by.

And how did
you know, uh...

Juan de léon?

We were in love.

We were going to
go away together.

You were not.
He was in love with my aunt!

George, please.

Where were you
early this morning?

On a train coming back
from visiting my sister

In peterborough.

I see.

And were you aware
of what mr. De léon

Did for a living?

There's no
point in lying.

Yes, I did.

And I knew who he was
partners with, as well.

Zinnia hobson.

What did you
know about her?

Just that she was
a lying thief.

Ah, pot calling
the kettle black, if you ask me.

George.

Zinnia must have found
out about juan and I.

And she must have found out
about the 10,000 dollars

That he had.

You knew about
this sum of money?

He got it two weeks ago.

He told me zinnia didn't
know anything about it.

He was double-crossing her?

Well, he was
keeping it for us.

So that we could
run away together.

Zinnia must have
found out somehow.

She did this to juan.

I just know that she did!

Georgie, no.

That, that can't be true.

Zinnie, viola treatly has
just told the detective and I

All about her love
affair with mr. De léon.

Well, then,
to heck with him.

I suppose he didn't
care about me,

So I don't care about him.

More importantly,
miss hobson,

You have lied to us
at every turn.

If I were you,
now would be the time

To avail yourself
of the truth.

What is in it for my client
if she cooperates?

It may spare
her the noose.

Sir.

The charge is
murder, george.

All right.
You want the truth?

We were going to take
a pigeon for 10,000 dollars

But it didn't pan out.

Aunt zinnia.

Zinnia: Or, at least,
I thought it didn't pan out.

Apparently,
juan lied to me.

But I did not kill him,
I swear.

I loved him.

And he did not
love me back.

Who was the pigeon?

It might be best
that you answer.

Leniency for
cooperation, detective?

What do you say?

May I offer you a long,
cool drink, detective?

Uh, thank you.

We understand
a mr. Juan de léon

Cheated you out of
a substantial sum of money?

It is a bit embarrassing.

I'm sure mr. De léon
was very convincing.

Oh, yes.

He told me he was a scion of
a very wealthy spanish family.

He was involved in building
a children's hospital

Outside of barcelona,

But his family lost
all their money

In that anarchist
uprising last month.

Oh, I know how
foolish it sounds now.

But he was so convincing.

What happened after
you gave him the money?

That was the last
I ever heard of him.

You never contacted
the police.

I wanted to save my
children the embarrassment.

Myself, as well,
truth be told.

So, instead,
you hired mr. Quivell?

Who?

The private investigator.

I didn't hire
a private investigator.

Did you know mr. De léon was
staying at the brearly hotel?

No, dear.
I don't know where he is.

He could be halfway
to timbuktu by now.

Mrs. Mccall,
can you explain why

You are painting a portrait
of anthony quivell?

Him?
Why, that's my son, owen.

Ogden:
Thank you.

Deakins:
Dr. Ogden. Dr. Ogden!

Dr. Deakins.

You had no right to --

You'll be pleased to know that
your patient is doing very well.

Despite your
irresponsible diagnosis.

Now, wait just one moment.

A diagnosis that,
if left long enough,

Could have killed her!

Do you demand praise for
correcting me, dr. Ogden?

That smacks of vanity.

This isn't about me,
dr. Deakins.

You didn't even bother to give
her a physical examination.

I believed my
diagnosis was correct

Based on
what she told me.

You considered her a weak,
hysterical female

And that's why you didn't
diagnose her properly!

You are impugning my
reputation as a doctor,

And I warn you,
it won't end well.

For whom, dr. Deakins?

George! Detective.

Effie, interesting
development.

It turns out anthony quivell

Is not anthony quivell,
private investigator,

But rather owen mccall,
mrs. Mccall's son.

Effie:
Really?

Um, I think he's the one
who might have killed

Mr. De léon
for the 10,000 dollars.

A sum my client maintains
she knows nothing about.

So she says.

Well, sir,
she said she didn't.

-I might have something.
-What's that?

This same private investigator
came to my office today.

He wanted to
speak to my client.

My aunt.

Yes, george, we're aware.

-I refused, of course.
-What did he want with her?

Well, I don't know.
I terminated the conversation.

If he found half of
the safety deposit key

That was around
mr. De léon's neck,

Then perhaps he's
seeking its companion.

Let him have this key?

Are you crazy?

Effie:
Listen to the detective.

Zinnie.

If you cooperate,
I may be willing to look past

Your involvement in
defrauding mrs. Mccall.

Just that one?

Don't push me.

What do you need me to do?

We let mr. Mccall
steal your key.

If he tries to access
your safety deposit box,

We'll know that he
killed mr. De léon.

Why not just
give him the key?

Because he would then know
that we're on to him.

Now, please ask mr. Mccall,
aka anthony quivell,

To come to
the station house.

Sir.

You do have a little larceny
in your heart, detective.

Only when called for.

Now, we just need him
to steal that key.

How do we do that?

Oh, come now, miss hobson,
don't disappoint me.

I thought you were an
accomplished con...

Woman.

All right.

But we're going to
need some extra players

To complete the charade.

Gentlemen!

Forbes:
I suppose you know why

I called you in
here today, dr. Ogden?

Yes, I believe
I have an idea.

You went against
a fellow doctor's diagnosis,

Then you made him
look like a fool

In the hospital corridors,
for everyone to see.

I saved that woman
from grave illness.

Be that as it may,

I'm afraid there's
more at stake here.

Dr. Deakins' misdiagnosis
almost cost a woman her life!

If doctors are to
publicly question

Fellow doctors' judgement,
where will we be?

Forgive me, dr. Forbes,
but it sounds as though

You're putting one
doctor's self-esteem

Above the health
of a patient.

You are unprofessional
and disruptive.

And certainly not
the first time.

I must ask you to apologize
to dr. Deakins immediately.

I must apologize to him?

Yes. At once.
Good day, doctor.

Mr. Quivell, I wanted to
update you on our investigation,

As a professional courtesy.

I appreciate that.

Has some new evidence
come to light

With regard
to miss zinnia hobson?

Well, no.

We now believe the person
who murdered juan de léon

Was motivated not by money,
but jealous revenge.

Interesting.

You see, miss hobson had
another partner in...

Partner in crime
before juan de léon.

A mr. Hugh st. Clair.

And what is his
part in all this?

We believe that mr. St. Clair

Also has the money
that you are after,

On behalf of your
client, of course.

Zinnia:
I am free as a bird.

You won't be seeing me
again, constable.

Now, where are my things?

You're releasing
zinnia hobson?

Yes and no.

You see, we believe
that mr. St. Clair

Will try to contact
zinnia hobson.

He's been very
elusive thus far.

We are going to
follow miss hobson

And when the two
finally connect,

We'll nab him.

And what do we know about
this st. Clair fellow?

He's known to us.

Keep an eye out
for this man.

Sir, is this
quite necessary?

I give you my word aunt zinnia
will not try to escape.

Well, thank you, george.

And as much as I
appreciate your word,

I don't quite trust
your aunt's yet.

You know, a lesser woman
than I would take offense.

What is that?

I've been working on reducing
the size of my tracking device.

All I require now is this.

And a receiver

To emit a sound

When in proximity
to the device.

You mean,
I'm supposed to wear this?

On your ankle.

It's very discreet,
I assure you.

Will you help me
try it on?

I'm sure george can
help you with that.

Right.

Brearly hotel. Tonight.

Right.

Your detective:
He's quite something.

He is, indeed.

I'm quite fortunate to have
learned under his tutelage.

Wasn't talking about
his level of education.

Is he married?

Yes!

Happily,
unfortunately for you.

Well, that's a pity.

George, I'm sorry I've
turned your life upside down.

Well, you wouldn't be my
aunt zinnia if you hadn't.

All right. Give us a leg.

Okay.

Dr. Deakins,
may I have a word?

Of course.

I gather you've
spoken with dr. Forbes.

Yes.

It's unfortunate that you
chose to speak with him

About our conversation.

That wasn't
a conversation.

That was you hysterically
overreacting.

[laughs]

Do you believe
that all women

Who dare disagree
with you are hysterical?

I thought this was
meant to be an apology.

I know that it
was wrong to speak to you

The way that I did and--

You did more than that.

You operated on my patient
without my permission.

You left without doing
a proper physical examination.

Where's my apology?

One is not being offered,
dr. Deakins.

I cannot, in good conscience,
apologize to you

When you're so clearly
in the wrong!

Once again, dr. Ogden,

Your emotions
get the better of you.

Crabtree:
What on earth?

Sir, that's him.
He's right there.

Ah, sir, what will
you have to drink?

Now is hardly
the time, george.

To look less suspicious.

Ah, two spruce
beers, please.

Crabtree:
Spruce beer.

It's an acquired taste,
I suppose.

Mm-hm.

Zinnia! Zinnia.
Zinnia! Zinnia! Zinnia!

Hugh!
You've got some nerve.

Brackenreid:
I just want to parlay.

May I have a seat,
honeysuckle?

You look as ravishing
as ever, darling!

You don't fool me
with your sweet talk.

I know you're mad
with jealousy over juan.

Juan?
[spits]

I'm the only suitor for you
and you damn well know it!

Please forgive me, darling.

Please!

That's for juan!

That's for me!

Bloody hell! Ah, zinnia!
Zinnia, don't go, darling!

Honeysuckle, I love you.

Murdoch:
Hugh st. Clair!

Toronto constabulary.

You are under arrest
for the murder of juan de léon.

Brackenreid:
I haven't killed anyone!

Now unhand me,
you bounder.

You are coming with us.

No! You can't do this!

Make up your mind, woman!

I've already lost juan.

[spits]

And now I'll lose hugh.

Let him go, sir.

If you continue to protest,

I'll be forced to
arrest you, as well.

Oh! Well, then.

Carry on.

He's gone.

-Did he take the bait?
-He did, indeed.

Should I follow him?

No, no, no. We know
precisely where he will be.

Please escort your aunt
back to the station house.

I'm not free to go?

Let's see how this
plays out tomorrow.

Right.

Inspector, that was, ah...

Something else.

It's been a while since
I trod the boards, murdoch.

"if music be the food
of love, play on!"

One doesn't forget one's
first love, murdoch, does one?

Yes, sir.

You certainly mustered
every ounce of talent you have

To pull off such
a convincing lothario.

Thank you, murdoch.

Hang on a sec!

Good morning.
How may I help you?

Good morning.

I was hoping to open
a savings account.

A savings account?

Yes.

And, to that end,
here is five dollars

For my initial deposit.

I see. Nothing more?

Ah, no.
Please just honour my wishes.

Yes. Of course.

Uh, let me just
find the paperwork.

Take your time.

Watts: You're sure that's
all I can help you with?

See, that's the thing
with you bank fellows.

Man walks in for one thing,

And you try
and sell him another.

A bloody savings account?

Wasn't he supposed to go

Straight to a safety
deposit box?

That was the idea.

I'm calling watts.

[phone rings]

Hello?

What the bloody hell
is he playing at?

I'm afraid I don't
have an answer for that.

He's on to us.

He must have given
the key to someone else.

Detective, go to
the safety deposit room now!

Could you excuse me
for just a moment?

Yeah. I, uh, I'm trying
to do business here!

I'll be,
I'll be right back.

The deposit box
has been opened.

The bugger's still
standing there.

He hasn't moved an inch.

He has to be working
with someone else.

Well, they can't
have gotten far.

You two go and have a gander.
I'll keep an eye on quivell.

Wait! Shouldn't I
open a savings...

Watts!

George, when I get out of jail,
I'm going to be a new woman,

On the straight
and narrow.

Aunt zinnia.

No, no. I mean it.

All my aunts walked
a crooked path.

Why should you
be any different?

Oh, georgie.

Don't hate me for that.

Not at all.

I prefer
interesting relations.

Although I should
return you to the cells.

Could I use the lavatory?

Well, there's
a bucket in the--

Ah, yes, of course.

Oh, aunt zinnie?

I don't suppose I would have
liked mr. De léon very much,

But I gather you did
and I'm sorry you lost him.

Don't worry, georgie.

I'll find another.

Oh, juan.

I knew you
wouldn't forsake me.

I haven't seen a soul
who was inside the bank

While I was there.

Sir?

Quivell's still in there
filling out bloody forms.

-It's curious.
-Hardly!

You ever been to
a bank, murdoch?

All the forms and the bollocks
you have to fill out?

That's why I keep
my cash in my pockets

And my silver
in the floorboards.

Very good.

That's not what
I was referring to.

The carriage.

What about it?

That's the third time
it's gone past

While I've been
standing here.

Quivell's accomplice.
Waiting for him to leave?

He's on his way out.

Sir, you'd best hide.

Quivell knows you
as mr. St. Clair.

What the devil?

Open the door! Hurry!

Stop! Whoa! Whoa!

Toronto constabulary.

Your two passengers
are coming with us, sir.

Aunt zinnia?

Zinnie?

Zinnie.

Treatly:
I didn't do anything!

Murdoch:
That's what they all say.

Constable, please
escort miss treatly

And mr. Mccall to the cells.

Right away, sir.

Sir.

Brackenreid:
So, crabtree, where's your aunt?

Sir?

Well, she'll be pleased to hear
that we've caught those two.

Yes. No, she's
just in the... Um...

Having a rest and I was
about to fetch her.

Even money says
she's scarpered.

Watts:
No! I don't bet.

-It's hardly a wager, watts.
-No, no, no.

-I'm just saying!
-I don't bet.

[beeping sound]

[beeping intensifies]

Oh, for pete's sake.

Oh, zinnie.

Our private investigator
has confessed to the murder

Of mr. De léon.

I suppose he made the phone
call from the hotel?

He used his paramour,
miss treatly,

As mr. De léon's lover.

To murder a man
over some money.

Hardly seems worth it.

It was more than that,
watts.

The man humiliated
his mother.

Huh. Just some bruised pride.
She'll live.

Bloody hell, watts!

A simple observation.

So, crabtree!
Where's your auntie?

Ah, sir, that's
a good question.

Uh, an excellent
question, in fact.

Flew the coop, did she?

Yes. I'm afraid so.

Crabtree:
Ah! I knew it was a sure thing.

I asked you to apologize
to dr. Deakins.

You failed to do that.

Yes, I suppose I did.

But, dr. Forbes,
this issue is far greater

Than one incident
with dr. Deakins.

I have seen a pattern
of disregard

For female patients
in this hospital.

Oh, have you?

Yes, and you can no longer
turn a blind eye to it.

This neglect is harmful.

My job is to support
the doctors in this hospital,

Whose professional opinion
I trust wholeheartedly.

Well, I can give you
several examples of times

When those professional
opinions were wrong.

Dr. Ogden, I have grown tired
of your continuous crusades.

My crusades?

Nothing is good enough,
you're always angry

And you find oppression
where there is none.

We've been here before,

And I can see
we'll be here again

Unless I put
a stop to it.

What are you saying?

Dr. Ogden, you are dismissed
from this hospital.

You have no right.

This is my hospital

And I have the full
support of the board.

This is not over.

Crabtree: So, your first
case back as a lawyer

Was a short one.

Effie: True. I didn't
even get to go to court.

But, I have to say, being
busy and useful was a tonic.

Well, at least something good
came of my aunt's trickery.

I hope you don't feel too
hurt by her actions, george.

They're not a reflection
of her love for you.

She left me this.

What is it?

She says she apologizes

And even though she's
not going to jail,

She's going to live
a lawful life from now on.

And do you believe her?

I'd like to.

What would you like to do?

I'm starving.

All right, then.

Well, let's get
some dinner.

Not for food, george.

Ah!

Well, I think my
place is closer.

Well, giddy-up.

[laughs]

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