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(tense music)

(thudding)

- Hello? Is anyone there?

(thudding)

Someone home?

What's this?

(screaming)

(crying)

- The bullet entered
her shoulder,

But it did not exit.

I imagine it is lodged
somewhere in her chest.

- No other injuries?

- Not that I can see, no.

Seems the bullet wound
is what killed her;

Arterial bleeding perhaps
filling the lungs.

Of course, I will do
a full postmortem.

(vera sobbing)

- As soon as you can,
please, mrs. Hart.

- Gentlemen?

- Mm. Bit of a mess.

Possible indication
of a robbery?

- Perhaps she interrupted
the intruder,

He panicked, fired?

- All for a bit of silver.

- Oh, I beg your pardon.

Terribly sorry for your loss.

May I please speak
with your daughter?

- What? Now?

- I promise I'll be brief.

Terribly sorry for your loss,
miss chambers.

I'm detective murdoch.

Can you tell me
what happened?

- I was out to dinner
with albert.

And when I got home
that's when I found opal...

Just lying there.

- Albert?

- A...

Gentleman friend.

- Was there anyone else home
when you returned?

- No one.

My brother, eugene,
came in shortly after me.

- Opal wasn't even supposed
to be home.

She was supposed to meet
with her best friend, henrietta.

- And she had cancelled
this date?

- I haven't any idea
what happened.

- Where were they meant to be?

- They were going
to the moving pictures.

She was so looking
forward to it.

- Isn't that quite enough,
detective?

- I just have a few
more questions.

- No, there's no need.

I know who killed my opal.

- You do?
- Of course.

- Who?

(tense music)

(indistinct chattering)

- One of those vagrants
out there.

We haven't had a peaceful night.

- Just last week,
our neighbour's home

Was broken into by a vagrant.

Jewelry was stolen.

- I trust they called
the police?

- Of course. They did nothing.

- I'm sure they looked
into it thoroughly.

- "looked into it."
some help that is.

- These are dangerous men,
detective.

They come in on trains,
cause trouble.

They are no good, none of them.

The-the back door's
been broken into,

Have a look for yourself.

It is obvious one
of them did it.

- And have you yourselves
had cause to interact

With any of them?

- Only opal.

- She was a bleeding heart
for the less fortunate.

She'd volunteer her time...

Feed them...

One of them must have...

I told her it was
a bad idea!

- Mother, sit.

(sobbing)

- Do you know if anything
was taken?

- Uh, not that I'm aware.

- There was this,
on the sideboard.

It's obviously not
one of ours.

- Right. If I could ask
that none of you touch anything.

Our constables will be
taking fingermarks.

- One of the frames is gone.

The one that held the photo
we took on our trip

To niagara falls.

- Oh, no.

I adored that frame.
It was a gift.

It was real sterling silver.

- Anything else?

- Well, uh, we'll have
to look more thoroughly.

- They killed our daughter
for a picture frame.

(sobbing)

- You best take care of this,
detective,

Before another
decent person is hurt.

- And living in the park
makes these people indecent?

- No. It makes them
indolent wastrels.

(birds chirping)

- I know these probably
won't be up to your standards,

But I hope you like them.

- Oh! I'm sure
they're wonderful.

So...

What do you want
to talk to me about?

- Oh! How are you faring?

- Fine. Why do you ask?

- No reason. Ah...

The seasons are changing.

It can lower
one's spirits.

- Yes.

- I-I know for myself,

In times of unrest,

There's nothing worse
than staying home alone.

- Oh, well I don't...

I have plenty of social
engagements on offer,

Should I choose to attend them.

- And have you been
choosing to attend them?

I didn't ask you here

To talk about social calendars.

I have a proposal for you.

- Oh?

- Well, a favour of sorts.

As you know, I work
at the dispensary,

A medical clinic for women.

And, well, in my condition,

I simply can't work the hours
I used to,

And so, well,
the long and the short of it

Is I need help.

- You want me to help
you at a clinic?

- Nothing you wouldn't know
how to do.

Organizing files,
helping with new mothers,

Women who are with child.

You do have expertise
in those areas.

- I suppose I do.

- It-it would be a volunteer
position, of course.

You can work as little
or as much as you'd like.

What do you think?

- Well...

Yes.

Yes, I think
I'd like that.

- Oh, good! That's wonderful.

(phone ringing tone)

- Nobody home?

- Uh, apparently not.

- Problem?
- No, just having trouble

Reaching a friend.

- Maybe your friend
doesn't want to be reached.

- I considered this.
But, firstly,

Nothing seems to have
precipitated such a change

In attitude, and secondly,

One cannot tell
who is telephoning

When one's telephone rings.

- I'm sorry I asked.
- Then again,

Perhaps he's chosen
to relieve himself

Of the burden
of his telephone altogether.

- Sir!

I've spoken to the next-door
neighbour.

Ah, she witnessed a vagrant
going door-to-door

At around 8 p.M.

- Right then.

Let's have a sketch of this man
made up straight away.

- Uh, she didn't get a good
look at him, sir.

- Vagrant, was it?

- There seems to be
an encampment

Near the chambers home.

It's been giving
the neighbourhood

Some trouble of late.

- That place has been a thorn
in the city's side for months.

Let's pay them a visit.

(indistinct chattering)

- Good day. Detective murdoch,
toronto constabulary.

I wonder if you could
answer some que--

- I beg your pardon.

I'm detective llewelyn watts.

- I didn't do nothing.

- I'd just like to ask
you a few questions.

- ...Could answer a few--
- I got nothing to say.

- Goodness.

Oh! Hello.

Not exactly forthcoming.

- These type of people
don't care for the law.

- Can I help you fellows?
You lost?

- No. We're police.

- What do you want?

- Detective murdoch.
We're looking for someone

Who visited a home last night,
just over there.

- Why?

- It was the scene of a murder.

- A murder?

That's a hell of a thing.

And since we're down
on our luck,

One of us must've done it,
is that right?

- What's your name?

- Hank herman.

I'm sort of in charge
around here.

- Oh, is that right?

So, you can make these people
talk to us, can you?

- No one around here
is talking to any coppers.

- We believe the killer
may have stolen some items

From the scene of the crime,

Most notably
a sterling silver frame.

- Don't know anything
about that.

- Do you know of anyone here
in possession of a gun?

- I don't allow guns in here.

- And these people
listen to you, do they?

- Damn right they do.

- We need to toss this place.

Let's get back to the station
and get the lads.

- Well, that will hardly
endear us to the community.

- They're criminals.
They don't need to like us!

- Their only crime we can prove
is being without shelter.

- One of these people has bloody
killed someone, watts.

I'm not going to wait
around until they decide

To turn themselves in.
- Sir.

Woman looks familiar.

- I think she works
at scott's diner,

If I'm not mistaken.
- Think you're right.

Adelaide?

Waitress from the diner?

- Yes. Yes, I am.

- Not been fired, have ya?

- Ah, no.
No, I still work there.

- Ah.
- Every day, actually.

- So, uh...

What are you doing here?
Volunteering, I suppose.

- I, um...

I lost my home.

The diner doesn't pay enough.

But the people here are
quite kind, so it's not so bad.

- We'll search every tent

Until we find
those missing items.

- Are you sure
we want to do that?

- Have you got a better idea,
watts?

- This is like searching
every house in a neighbourhood.

We have no cause to search
any individual

Unless they are under suspicion.

- The killer is a vagrant.
They're all under suspicion.

- Believed to be a vagrant.

- Perhaps the threat
of a widespread search

Will motivate them
to speak with us.

- You agree with this?
- Well, no, watts.

But it's a means to an end.
- Sirs?

Henrietta stiles is here.

She's the friend opal
was going to see

The night of her murder.

- Miss stiles?

You and opal chambers
were good friends?

- Best.

I've known opal my whole life.

She was so kind.

Always willing to help others.

- I'm very sorry for your loss.

- This never would've happened

If she'd just met
with me that night.

- So, you never did
meet up with opal?

- We were supposed
to meet at seven.

Just as I was heading out,

She telephoned and cancelled.

- Did she give you
an explanation?

- No.

- And your whereabouts
that evening

Can be verified?

- Oh, yes, of course.

I was at home
with my grandmother

Finishing my crochet piece.

- Did opal have a paramour?

Was anyone courting her?

- Nobody that I knew of.

- And did you know of anyone
who might wish her harm?

- Never.

Opal was the kindest girl.

I can't imagine anyone
holding a grudge against her.

- But she did frequent
the vagrant encampment, correct?

- Yes.

She used to say
they were good people,

Just a little
down on their luck.

- Did she mention anyone
in particular?

Anyone she felt
might be dangerous?

- Only in good faith.

She was so trusting of them.

Look where it got her.

- Right then, lads.

Let's get in there
and flip every tent

Until we find the missing items.

We're looking for a sterling
silver frame,

Gold-plated comb
and some silver cutlery.

- And if they resist, sir?

- We hold them back
and then we search them.

Let's get to it.

(indistinct shouting)

(grunting)

Constable, go easy
on the young lady.

- What is the meaning of this?

- I've tried to talk
to you already.

We need to find
those missing items

So we know
we're on the right track.

- Please, stop.

I-I know where that frame is.

I know who took it.
- Oh, do you now?

So, who was it?
- I'll show you.

Just call off your men.

- Stand down, lads!

- Stand down!

- So, who am I looking for?

- Eddie stone.

He's known to be violent.

I saw him trying to sell
a sterling silver frame.

His tent's over there.

You'll find him if you're lucky.

- Uh, hang on, sir.

- Niagara falls.

- "to mother with love."

- Sir, this is the frame
we're looking for.

(constable): Hey! Hey! Get him!

- Someone stop him!

- Stop! Stop! Get him!

(grunting)

- We got the guy, eh?

- What do you want from me?

- Seems there are quite
a few things we want from you.

- You leave my things alone!

- Your things? You stole this.

You took it from a murder scene.

- I did not!

- Just look on the bright side,
sunshine.

At least tonight,
you'll be spending the night

With a roof over your head.

- This was found
in your possession.

Now, how did you acquire it?

- How am I supposed to know?

I've never seen it
before in my life.

- You claimed earlier
that these were your things.

Mr. Stone, I believe
you stole this

From the chambers home
just near the camp.

And after stealing it,
you murdered opal chambers.

- I didn't steal anything.

And I definitely
didn't murder anyone.

- All right.

Where were you two nights ago?

- Saturday?

I got in a bar fight.

- What time?

- I don't know. Like, eight?

Nine?

You can ask the copper
who arrested me.

- You were arrested?

- Spent the whole night
in the cells.

- I can confirm this by
telephoning the station house.

- Go ahead.

Then you can strip me down

And I'll show you
my bruised ribs.

It's the only reason I didn't
put up more of a fight.

- It's true.
He was in jail all night.

- So, we have
the wrong person then?

- How did he come by
that stolen frame?

- He says he has no idea
how he got it.

- Perhaps he stole it
from someone else

And doesn't want to admit it?

- Stole it from someone
in that camp.

Someone in there is our killer.

Did you check stone's
fingermarks?

- They aren't a match
for any of the ones

Found in the chambers home.
- What about the glove?

- I haven't been able to link it
to anyone in that camp.

Whoever dropped it likely
disposed of the other one.

- There is another possibility.

Someone may have intentionally
placed that frame

In front of his tent.

- You mean he was set up.

- Well, he's a known criminal.

Easy to convince us someone
like him would be guilty.

- Herman is the one who led us
to mr. Stone.

You should have
another word with him.

(birds chirping)

(indistinct chattering)

- Margaret.
- Oh!

- This is all the paperwork
for today to get through.

- I didn't realize
you were so busy.

- You're going to be
a great help to us.

- You must help me.

(baby crying)

I've been up all night.

She hasn't been feeding
and she won't stop crying!

There must be something wrong.

- All right.
We'll run some tests

And we'll see what's going on.

- She'll be okay, won't she?

- I'm sure there's nothing
to worry about,

And we'll feed her
some formula in the interim.

- Lying to the police
is no small offence.

- I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Mr. Stone was in jail
at the time

That that picture frame
was stolen.

- Meaning there's a good chance
that frame

Was placed amongst
his belongings.

- And given that you pointed us
to him,

It's either quite a coincidence,

Or you set it up yourself.

- It's time to tell
the truth, mr. Herman.

- That man is violent.

Rolled in on the rails
a few weeks ago,

Nothing but trouble since.

He attacked a man
just last week,

Nearly killed him!

If you're looking
for a murderer, he's your man.

- So, you presume
him to be guilty

Based solely on his character.

- We are good people here.

Except for him!

- So, you did place that picture
frame in front of his tent?

- I just wanted him gone.

- Where did you get it?

- What?
- The frame!

- A man named reed.

He buys and sells
all sorts of things

Outside that old butcher shop.

- Uh-huh.

So, like a pawn shop?

- Yes, except without the shop.

And when I saw the frame
in his possession,

That's when I got the idea.

- Right.
Well, we'll speak to him.

But, regardless,
you falsified evidence

In a murder investigation.

You're coming with us.

- How long does it take
to toss this place

And arrest somebody for murder?

- Please, let me do my job.

- Well, you're not doing
your job fast enough!

My opal is dead.

And whichever one of these
no-good vagrants did it

Is running around free.

Is this the one who did it?

- He's only a witness.

- How do you know the killer
didn't hop on a freight car
out of town?

- We don't. Mr. Chambers.

The best thing you could do
at this time

Is go home and let us
determine who did it.

- Lads.

Donuts?

Excuse me?

Do you run this place?
- Yeah.

Did someone take
your order already, sir?

- I'm not here to order.

I'm here to discuss
the kind of wages

That you pay your workers
that they can't even afford

A roof over their heads.

- And who said
something like that?

- Never you mind.

- Well, that's not my concern.

I have mouths to feed at home.

- So, you don't care
that the very people you employ

Can't even afford to eat
at the diner that they work at?

- It doesn't matter if I care.

I can't afford to raise
their wages and that's that!

- Mr. Reed, is it?

- Uh, who's asking?

- Detective llewelyn watts
and detective william murdoch

Of the toronto constabulary.
- I-I don't know anything, so--

- I didn't ask you anything.

- Actually, we'd like to know
where you got this.

- Uh. It does look familiar.

Uh...

Um...

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, that's mine.

Someone must've stolen it.

- Just tell us where you got it.

- Oh, yes. It was, uh...

Morris graves. I gave him
a pair of boots for it.

(chuckling)
got quite the deal.

- And where might we find
this mr. Graves?

- Uh, usually stays
by the alley,

Uh, behind the grocers
around the way.

- Right.
- Wha...?

Uh, now hold on!
Th-that's my frame.

I traded for it fair and square!

- Mr. Graves?

- Listen,

If this is about
the vegetable stand,

I only took what rolled
onto the street.

- This is about a woman
named opal chambers.

Do you know her?

- No.

- You recognize this?

- No.

- It was stolen
from miss chambers.

And shortly thereafter, it came
to be in your possession.

- I didn't take it.
That woman gave it to me.

- You're telling us that a woman
simply gave this to you.

- Yes. She said it'd be more
useful to me than her.

Nice girl.

- Did she give you
anything else?

- No.

- Where exactly
did she give this to you?

- At her house.

- You were inside of her home?

On the 18th?

- I don't know. I guess.

- How did you come to be
inside her home?

- I went looking for food
and clothing,

Going door-to-door,
like I always do.

That woman just happened
to open the door to me.

- All right. What happened next?

- She gave me the frame
and I left.

- She was still alive
when you left?

- What?

- Miss chambers was murdered.

We believe whoever took this
frame from her is her killer.

- She... She's dead?

Look, I don't know anything
about any murder.

I didn't do anything!

- Let's take him to the camp
and search his things.

- No. No, you guys have
the wrong guy. I didn't--

- Well, then, you have
nothing to worry about.

We found these items

In the tent of a mr. Morris.

Do you recognize any of these?

- I don't know. Mother?

- No. Those are not ours.

(breathing heavily)

- Miss chambers?
- No, I... I...

- I'm sorry, detective.

She's rather overcome
with emotion.

- And, uh, you are?

- Albert jones,

Vera's companion.

- Yes.

- That's her brush.
(vera sobbing)

- It's all right,
it's all right. Come.

- Her hair's still in it.

- Are you quite sure?

- Yes.

Uh, this means it's him.

You-you've found the man
who did it.

- Well, we can't be certain
of that just yet.

- He's the thief,
he's the killer.

I gave this to her
on her 16th birthday.

I should have been there. I...

I should have saved her.

- It's all right, father.
It's all right.

- These cuffs are too tight!

- You'll have them off
in a moment,

Soon as you're in the cells.

- Morris!

- Mr. Chambers?

- If you can't do it, I will.
- No!

(gunshot)

- Hang on!

Someone get a doctor!
(constable): Right, sir!

- What have you done?

- He's dead.

(tense music)

- Why would you do this?

- Can you really say you
wouldn't have done the same?

- I absolutely would not have!

You cannot take the law
into your own hands!

- You have to do right
by your family.

- We were bringing him in!

- You were just going to ask him
a few more useless questions.

- Building a case.
- And then?

What if you couldn't prove it?

(sighing)

Now he's paid.

Now it's over.

- You'll likely hang for this,
mr. Chambers.

- I don't care.

- It will be hard
to convict him.

He'll have the sympathy
of a jury.

- He shot a man in public

With no remorse.

- A man who killed his daughter.

The type of man
that everyone fears.

- Still,

There are questions
that remain unanswered.

- Such as?

- We've found no murder weapon.

- So, he dumped it somewhere.

- No one recalls him
having a gun.

- It hardly changes anything.

Go figure it out
and close the case.

- Your resistance
will not help your case.

- Take your hands off me!
I am not going anywhere.

- Oi, higgins. What's occurring?

- This woman was caught stealing
from a fruit cart, sir.

- Is this true?

- I got fired.

Boss says I was causing trouble.

I had to eat. I-I promise,
I won't do it again.

- Bloody hell.

Take her to my office, higgins,

Give her something to eat,
then let her go.

- Sir.

- Right, you lot, listen up!

As of today, no one
from station house four

Will be seen
entering scott's diner.

- Uh, sir, it's turkey Tuesday.

- No one. Understood?

- Sir.

- I'm afraid your baby
isn't taking the formula.

She's at danger
of becoming malnourished.

- What do I do?

- Well, she has to eat,

So we may need
to feed her forcibly.

(baby cooing)

You haven't held her
in a while.

Would you like to
before we feed her?

- It's fine.
Just, please, help her.

- The bullet pierced his heart,
killing him instantly.

- Thank you, mrs. Hart.

- You're lucky
you weren't injured.

Slip of the hand...

- Yes, I suppose
both watts and I

Have had our share
of close calls.

Anything else?

- Nothing that struck me as odd.

He was fairly healthy,
had all his teeth intact,

A few scratches here and there.

I did notice a red stain
on his shirt.

I thought he had
a pre-existing injury,

But it was just a food stain.

- What kind of food?

- A sauce of some sort?
Maybe a soup.

- Soup?

- If I were to guess,
I'd say tomato.

(tense music)

- A soup stain on mr. Graves

Matching the kind of soup

That was set out
at the chambers home?

- Yes.
- Meaning?

- Meaning he may have had
soup in their home.

- So what?

- It's a bit unusual, sir.

A man robbing a house sits down
to a bowl of soup.

- And he claimed she gave him
the picture frame.

- Along with other items.

So, it's possible
that it is true.

She invited him inside.

- Eating soup is not a tell-tale
sign of innocence.

He could have killed her
and then helped himself.

- His fingermarks
were found here,

As well as on the dining table.

- What about the hallway
where the shot came from?

- Uh, no.

- Is this really necessary?

I've lost my daughter
and now my husband.

Please! I just want peace.

- This won't take long,
I assure you.

- We're very sorry
for your loss.

- The kitchen counter
and then...

Again here on this moulding.

- The front door?

- Fingermarks were found
on the outside doorknob

And the inside doorknob.

- Nothing else?

- No.

- If someone were to break in,

It would be presumably
because the door was locked.

- Hm.
- They would've smashed

The glass, reached inside,

And mr. Graves' fingermarks...
- Should be on the deadbolt.

- They are not?
- They are not.

- He didn't break in,
the window was broken.

- That could also have happened
after the fact.

- So, you think
that she let him in,

Gave him some soup
and then handed him

A pillowcase full of silver
and sent him on his way.

- Well...
- And then somehow she ended up

Being shot and the window
ended up being broken.

How do you explain all that?

- Well, sir, I-I can't, yet.

- You really believe
that someone else killed her?

- Possibly.

- Maybe they have the gun,

Because we still don't even have
a bloody murder weapon.

- Detective?

- I think you'll agree
something is missing.

So, I decided
to revisit our evidence.

- And?

- I had a thought.
About the murder weapon.

- We still haven't found it.

- No.

But we do have this.

- The gun mr. Chambers
used to kill mr. Graves.

- Mr. Chambers' gun.

Ergo, it would have been
inside mr. Chambers' home.

- At the time of opal's murder.
But you don't think...

- The calibre was the same
in both shootings.

Let's imagine,
just for a moment,

That mr. Graves did not
break into the chambers home

And did not commit the murder.

Would it then be possible...

- That the killer
used the same gun.

- I need you to have a look
at the striation marks

On these bullets.

- Uh. Uh-huh.

Yes, it's a match.

Same gun was used
to kill them both.

- The killer is in that house.

Y did it?

- We believe so, yes.

- I still think the vagrant
could have come in the house

And found that gun.
It is possible.

It would've still been
in the house at the time.

- Sir, it was hidden
out of the way in a drawer.

Now, mr. Graves' fingermarks
were found all over

The main floor, but not
on the drawer in question.

Now, it is possible that he
was invited inside, for a time,

But that the murder took place
after he left.

- Whose fingermarks
were on the drawer then?

- It was smudged,
but only family members.

- I was going over the evidence
and noticed something.

What looked to be a pendant
that opal chambers wore

Around her neck
is really a locket.

- What's significant about that?
- Well, lockets usually

Have something inside of them.

This one has the letter
"a" inside of it.

- Hm.

Who does that stand for, then?

- Her father's name is arnold.
- Oof!

- Bloody hell, murdoch,
it's a locket.

- More likely a paramour.
- Thank you, watts.

- Her friend stated
that she wasn't courting anyone.

- Huh.
- Maybe her friend lied.

(indistinct chattering)

- Inspector!

I'm so happy to see you here.

- I'm not here to dine.

I'm just seeing if any of my men
are wasting their money

In this establishment.

- Well, you can rest assured
they haven't.

Since my regulars
stopped coming in,

It's hurt my business
tremendously.

- It's not a nice feeling,
is it?

- I'll hire adelaide back,
all right?

- She shouldn't have been
fired in the first place.

- You're right.

Please.

- My men will return
on one condition.

- What?
- You raise adelaide's wages.

- Agreed.

- And the rest of your staff,
as well.

- I don't think--
- I don't negotiate!

You're not paying
your workers enough

That they can put a decent roof
over their heads.

It's not right.

- It's a deal.
- Good.

And good day to you.

- Miss stiles,
the last time we spoke,

You weren't entirely
honest with me.

- I am a very honest person.
My family can attest to it.

- Who is "a"?

- "a"?

- This belonged
to miss chambers.

- It could be anybody, really.

- Hm.

Well, I guess,
as a best friend,

Miss chambers didn't really
tell you everything.

I know that if I had an enemy,
or a secret lover,

I surely would reveal that
to my closest friend.

- If you really are to know...

The a is for albert.

Yes.

That albert.

Vera's lover.

- Miss chambers was seeing
albert behind her sister's back?

- I swore I wouldn't
tell a soul, but...

She's gone now.

- You were with vera chambers

The night of the murder,
correct?

- Yes. Yes, we were at
parkwood bowling and dining,

On the east side of town.

- Did you visit
anywhere else that night?

- What do you mean?

- Did you meet with anyone else?

- No.

- No?

Not opal chambers?

- Why would I be meeting up
with opal chambers?

That's, uh... It's just silly.

- Perhaps because you were
seeing her.

Behind her sister's back.

- I don't know where
you heard that,

But I can assure
you it's a lie.

- Mr. Jones, we know it's true.

- I was in love with opal.

- So you did see her that night?

- I called opal
earlier in the evening...

Told her to meet me at the park
about 7 p.M.

I wanted to break it off
with her because I just...

I couldn't do this anymore.
I-I love vera.

- You said you loved her sister.

- Well, I love them both. I...

Obviously, I had
to put a stop to it.

- So, instead of meeting
with henrietta that night,

It was you she went to see?

- Yes.

After I broke it to her,
then I went to meet vera.

Opal was so distraught.

She ran home crying. I...

- And you followed her?

- Follow? Why would I...?

If you're suggesting I had
anything to do with her death,

You-you're mistaken.

- Perhaps she threatened
to expose the affair?

You couldn't let that happen.
- No. No, no, no.

She didn't. She was heartbroken,
but I...

I could never hurt opal.

Please, I-I swear to you.
I-I don't know what happened

After opal got home that night,
but I-I wasn't there.

- I know this all seems
quite overwhelming,

But it really will be a quick...

Is she feeding?
- She is, indeed.

- Thank you.
I was losing all hope.

- She's looking
healthier already.

- Hm. Some babies
don't take to the bottle.

They need the human touch.

(baby cooing)

Would you like
to try holding her?

- She cries when I hold her.

I don't know what I'm doing.

- You're her mother.

You're all she needs.

Trust me. You'll be just fine.

Good girl.

These are the days
you'll never forget.

Treasure them.

- Was it the two-timer?

- His alibi suggests
he wouldn't have had time

To follow miss chambers home
and kill her.

They were confirmed attending
parkwood bowling and dining.

- Well, it was someone
in the house.

What about fingermarks
on the gun?

- Mr. Chambers used it
to kill our suspect

Subsequent to the initial
murder.

We only found his fingermarks.

- Maybe we check again?
- No, we were thorough.

Any previous marks were smudged
or wiped off completely.

- We checked the gun
for fingermarks,

But not the bullets.

- Well?

- All of the fingermarks
on these bullets

Are mr. Chambers'.

- No surprise.
Perhaps he's the killer.

- Except for this one.

- Oh? Whose is it?

- Vera chambers. Opal's sister.

- Miss chambers.

We'd like to speak to you
about the murder of your sister,

Opal chambers.

- What's going on?
What are you doing here?

- We found your fingermark

On a bullet casing
in your father's gun,

The same gun that was used
to kill your sister, opal.

- You fired it once,
killing her.

Then put it back
in the hallway table drawer,

But not before replacing
the fired bullet

So no one would be the wiser.

- Lies!

Why are you doing this?
My daughter's innocent.

- Let it be, mother.
- No!

- It was bound to come
back to me eventually.

- Vera! No!
- Mother.

- Th-th-this isn't proof.

Just because
she touched a bullet?

- You believe someone else
fired that gun?

- They must have!
It can't be her.

- I agree.

Miss chambers was seen
in the company of mr. Jones

At the time of the murder,
and she didn't return home

Until at least one hour
after it happened.

- So it was him,
it was the vagrant.

- Yes!

- Possibly.

But I doubt very much
he was able to find

That gun where it was hidden.

Furthermore, I don't believe

Miss chambers
helped him find it.

- Of course she didn't help him.
What are you talking about?

- You didn't fire that gun,
did you, miss chambers?

But you did replace
the one spent bullet.

- You were protecting someone?

- What are you saying?

Who killed my daughter?
- Who are you covering for?

- I-I don't know
what you're talking about!

- Vera?
- I...

- It was me. It was me.
She was covering for me.

- Tell us what happened.

- That night I came home early.

She wasn't supposed
to be at home.

I heard noises.

I thought a vagrant
was robbing us.

I got the gun.

With the neighbours' recent
break-ins, I was frightened.

I was sure! I-I just--

I just wanted to stop him!

(gunshot)

(thudding)

When I finally went over
to the dead body,

I realized it was opal.

I didn't even have time
to think. Until vera arrived.

(screaming)

We tried to make it
look like a break in.

She was just
trying to protect me.

I'm sorry, mother.

(laughing)

- You really do seem
to have the magic touch!

- Ah! It's not magic,

Just experience
and common sense.

- Well, thank you, margaret.
- Mm.

- Poor woman seemed
unable to even hold her baby

Before you helped.

And to think I was about
to perform a rather

Harsh medical procedure.

- Uh, it was my pleasure.

- I have to admit,
I'm rather afraid

Of when this baby comes.

I know how to be a doctor,
not a mother.

- Oh! Well, no one knows
what to do.

You just do it.

- I suppose so.

- Well, if you need any help,
I'll be right here.

- Thank you, margaret.

- Thank you.

(birds chirping)

- Looking for mr. Strange,
are you?

- That's right. I haven't
been able to reach him.

- Took off couple of days ago.

- Took off to where?

- Don't know.

Him and his friend
loaded luggage into a carriage

And took off.

(clearing throat)
- his friend?

- Sure, friend.

Young man.

Younger than yourself.

- Thank you.

(horse hooves pattering)

- Ah, there you are.

All's well that ends well.

- I can't thank you enough.

I may be able to save enough
to get my own place soon.

- It's the least you deserve.
(chuckling)

- The regular?
- Oh, yes, please.

It's been a while.

- That'll be 25 cents.
- Twenty-five cents?!

- Wages go up, prices go up.
It's the way it works.

- Mm.

Topping of jelly.

On me.
- Ah!

- This time.

- Hm.

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