All language subtitles for Murdoch Mysteries - S18E06 - The Murdoch Link

- Detective murdoch!

(choi chuckles)

- Inspector. I, I'm surprised
to see you here.

- Oh, who wouldn't want
to see the milton man?

- Isn't it incredible
that such an artifact

Was found so close to toronto?

- We still have so much to learn
about continental drift

And the migratory route--

(woman): What nonsense!

There is no missing link!

We didn't descend from the apes!

Read the bible, you heathens!

- Everyone has an interest
in this in their own fashion.

- I've always found
that my faith

And scientific curiosity
can peacefully coexist.

- Hm. Try telling them that.

Oh, I've received a call
from miss cherry.

She's a reporter
at the sentinel.

- I know miss cherry.
- She's starting a series

Of profiles
of interesting torontonians

And wants to feature me.
- Oh!

- Hm. Oh, I'm sure
she'll ask you next.

(chuckles)
- it's not that.

It's just that I've taken
exception to some

Of miss cherry's reporting
in the past.

- I'll refuse her offer, then.

- Oh, no, no. You should do it.
You should do it.

It's just that if miss cherry
isn't armed with the facts,

She tends to make up her own.

(indistinct chatter)

- So what happened after
they tied you up?

- I was facing the wall.

But I heard them load
the crates of whisky

Onto the back
of their motor wagon.

- Can you give a description
of the men?

- They had bandanas
covering their faces.

- That's convenient.

- I'm telling the truth.

- Uh, you say they had
a motor wagon.

Did you get a good look at it?
- Yeah.

It was a galloway,
had yellow spokes.

- What kind of thieves
can afford a motor wagon?

- You think I'm making
this all up?

I'll show you.

I'll find these men
and teach them a lesson myself.

- Sir, please leave that to us.

That'll be all for now.

Why'd you have to doubt him?

- The whisky could be
in that man's garage.

- We'll take a look.

But until then,

We'll accept the man's story.

- In the case
of the heidelberg skull,

Which was of early
pleistocene date,

The symphysial region of the jaw

Was essentially human
in its markings

And in its characteristics.

Whereas the features
of the mandible

On the milton specimen
are simian, which, of course,

Is of an earlier date.

This hominid,
one can only conclude,

That this is the best
and only proof we have

That the leap that we took
from ape to man

Occurred right here in canada.

(applause)
thank you. Thank you.

Now, I would be pleased
to take some learned questions.

Yes, the young man in front.

- Are you a god-fearing man,
mr. Tincton?

(murmuring)

- I don't want any trouble,
please, so--

- Ho, ho, I agree!

Eve gave the lord
a little trouble

And, uh, we were expelled
from the garden of eden.

Isn't that right, everybody?

- That's right, that's right.
(scattered clapping)

- I'm sure these honest people
have questions

I'd like to answer, so--
- then answer me this:

Why should we believe--
- right....

- ...In this abomination

That the devil himself
placed here to lead us astray?

- I retrieved this
from the ground.

This is not the work
of the devil.

This is proof
of man's evolution.

- Poppycock.
(crowd murmuring)

That is the only response
fit in this mockery.

- Detective william murdoch,
toronto constabulary.

Mr. Wilde,
please exit the stage.

- Detective, I was wondering
if the good lord

Would put you
in my path once again.

- It seems he has seen
fit to do so.

(sighs)

- You haven't seen
the last of me, you charlatan.

(curious music)

- Thank you very much.

(indistinct chatter)

Thank you.

And thank you, detective,
for all your help.

- You're most welcome.
Uh, would you mind

If we took a closer look
at the milton man?

- Yes. I would like to see
how the eyeteeth

Compare to a specimen I saw
in luxembourg back in 19--

- I, I, I'm sorry, gentlemen.

The skull is with mr. Hudson
for safekeeping.

- Hm.
- Uh, mr. Leopold hudson?

- Do you know him?
- Yes. He's an adventurer.

- Hm.
- And a relic hunter.

The last time
we crossed paths...

...He was taking
a lost treasure that we'd found

Back to peru.

- Sir!

Sir, are you all right?
(groaning)

- Ah!

Ah...

Where is it?

- Where's what?

- My skull.

Ah, someone stole my skull.

(theme music)

- What brings you back
to toronto, mr. Hudson?

- Mr. Tincton hired me
to guard the milton man.

- And now it's missing.

- What's happened?

- I was taking the skull
back to the hotel,

Right after the lecture.

I turned down a passageway,

Then felt a blow
on the back of my head.

When I awoke, it was gone.

- Mr. Hudson, you really
should be out looking for it.

- I know you want me out there
chasing down that skull,

But let me tell you,
no one could help me find it

Quicker than detective murdoch.

(scoffs)

- It was likely
a targeted theft,

And, in which case, it could be
on its way out of the country.

- There's every chance it could
still be in toronto.

- Just find it!

That skull is of
the utmost importance

To the entire human race!

- Did you see your assailant?

- No.

- Who else knew you were
carrying the artifact?

- I bet you it was that man
at my lecture

Who was shouting about it
being the work of the devil!

(phone ringing)

- Excuse me.

Detective murdoch. Yes.

I see. I will, sir. Thank you.

You'll have to excuse me,
gentlemen.

I'm needed at the chief
constable's office.

- Is it about the skull?

- It is. Uh, I'll be in touch.

Miss cherry. I, I didn't
expect to see you here.

- Uh. We meet in person.
I'm inspector albert choi.

- Inspector. Have you given
more thought

To the top men
of toronto profile?

- Miss cherry, please conduct
your business on your own time.

Murdoch, choi, what do you know
about this missing skull?

- I'd only just heard of
the robbery when you telephoned.

- You haven't seen
this morning's newspaper?

I've had the president
of the university call me,

Furious.
- It's not their property.

- Well, they want it to be.

The whole thing
is a bloody malarkey.

- What do you mean, sir?

- We're not descended
from animals, are we?

You don't all believe
that rubbish, do you?

- It's hard to argue
with the evidence.

- How did you learn about
the theft

So quickly, miss cherry?

- A loyal reader.
She found mr. Leopold hudson

Unconscious in the street.

He was the one carrying
the skull for mr. Tincton.

- How lucky this witness
came right to you.

- Luck has nothing
to do with it.

The sentinel
is an excellent newspaper.

- You've already talked
to preacher wilde.

- He was all too happy to talk.

- He says, "thank the good lord
the abomination was stolen.

I only pray that it is
destroyed and forgotten."

- I wouldn't be surprised
if he had something

To do with that.
- Mm.

Where is mr. Wilde,
miss cherry?

- Inspector choi,
you don't know me,

But I have one rule.

I don't give anything away
without something in return.

- Fine. You can interview me
for your newspaper.

- Excellent.

(tense music)

- Mr. Caine. Hello.

- Sit down here.
I'll make your arrest report.

- Uh, mr. Caine?
What's the charge?

- Theft. He was a part
of the whisky robbery.

- I told you I had nothing
to do with it!

- Stay there and be quiet.

I found out that mr. Caine
has criminal friends.

He just came into
a lot of money.

Few hours in the cells,
and he'll confess.

- Well, I'll still look
into the robbery.

We should try to find
the rest of them.

- Don't waste your time.

Whisky's probably
in america by now.

- Detective murdoch.

- Mr. Wilde.

I'm surprised to see you back
here in toronto.

- Well, the good lord called me

Back to the great white north
once again.

And I must say, the travelling
life suits me just fine.

Say, have you accepted
jesus into your heart?

- I go to church every Sunday,
if that's what you're asking.

- Mm.

- Mr. Wilde,
after you were escorted

Out of the lecture hall,

Did you leave the area?

- I stayed near the doors.

- I didn't see you.
- The back doors.

I wanted another word
with mr. Tincton.

- Uh, did you see a man leave
out those doors

With the case carrying
the skull?

- I did.

I must confess, I wasn't kind.

I told him that
it was not too late

To make his peace with god

And rebuke that so-called
missing link,

But he just ignored me.

- Did you follow him?

- I did not.

Found some other folks
to conversate with.

- Well, thank you
for your time, mr. Wilde.

- Oh.

- These sermons of yours.

Keep them peaceful, understand?

- Of course, of course.

I swear by all that
is good and holy.

- I struggle to believe
a single word

That comes out
of that man's mouth.

- Hm. If he did have
the milton man skull,

He would've made quite
the spectacle of it by now.

- Good point.

- So what now, detective?

- Mr. Hudson is a man
of far too many talents

To be a mere guard.

I'd like to know why mr. Tincton
is really paying him.

- Hm.

(hudson): He said it was
a tectonic arrangement.

(laughing)

- Mr. Hudson.
- Oh! Uh, detective murdoch.

Please, meet daphne fitzwilliam.

Miss fitzwilliam works
in the geology department

At the university.

- Oh. Pleasure.

You must be very interested
in the milton man.

- Of course. Mr. Hudson
was asking if I had heard

Of anyone claiming
to have the missing skull.

I have not.

- Miss fitzwilliam,
if you'll pardon me,

I need to tear mr. Hudson
away for a word,

Police business.

- Of course. I was just leaving.

- Oh.
- Goodbye, leopold.

I hope we will meet again soon.

- I will make sure of it.

- Hm.

(clears throat)
your attention.

- Oh, sorry.
(chuckles)

Whoo! Perhaps I should be
spending more times

In the halls of academia.
(hudson laughs)

- Perhaps.
- Uh, how can I help?

(sighs)
- is there something

You should be telling me
about the milton man?

- Like what?

- Oh, you've been hired
to guard the skull

By mr. Tincton,
but is there something more?

- No flies on you.

I don't think he wants it
to be public knowledge,

But mr. Tincton hired me

To broker a quick sale
of the skull.

- Why keep that a secret?

- Maybe he thinks
selling it for money,

Rather than donating it,
reflects poorly on him.

- Wh... Why would tincton
want to part

With such a momentous find?

- I don't know.

I had contacted
a few institutions

I knew would want it,
but tincton told me

He wanted to sell
to a private buyer.

- And did you line one up?

- A man named mr. Lionel dawson,

A very private man
with very deep pockets.

- I'd like to have a word
with this mr. Dawson.

- Absolutely.

- You have an incredible
collection, mr. Dawson.

- I don't usually
let anyone into my home.

Please don't touch anything.

- You've heard
the milton man was stolen?

- Yes. Horrible.
Do you know who took it?

- That's what
we're here to find out.

- I was prepared to buy it.

I certainly had
no reason to steal it.

- I would presume mr. Tincton
was asking a fairly steep price

For his artifact.

- I would gladly pay any amount.

More than dr. Bethell
would pay, I'd imagine.

- He was interested?

- This dr. Bethell
is also a private collector?

- He buys on behalf
of the natural history museum

In new york city.

- I wired him that mr. Tincton

Preferred a private buyer,

But I never heard back.

- Hm.

(swing music)

(crowd cheering)

- It's done.

Worker's in the cells.

(barman): Here you go.

- Is he gonna talk?

- No, I told him
it was in his best interest

To take his lumps.

I told him that a year in jail

Was smarter than mentioning you.
He agreed.

- Smart man.

- I don't know how much longer
I can keep doing this.

- I'd say as long
as I keep telling you to.

See you around.

- I have never seen anything
like mr. Dawson's collection.

His entire home was like
a cabinet of curiosities.

- A wunderkammer.

- Indeed.

- Sprichst du deutsch?

- Uh, no.
- Hm.

Do you think he did
steal the milton man?

- I'm not sure.

He's still seems keen
to purchase it.

- Hm.
- I did learn of another

Potential buyer, however.

A dr. Bethell from
the natural history museum.

- In new york city?
- Yes.

- Oh.
- I contacted his office,

And apparently dr. Bethell
was due to arrive in toronto

Three days ago to purchase
the skull for the museum.

- Maybe he didn't like
the competition.

Did his office know
where he was staying?

- The trenton arms hotel.

- You're taking me there
right now, aren't you?

- I am.
- Hm.

The concierge says he hasn't
seen dr. Bethell in three days.

No phone calls, no room service.

- Did he do a moonlight flit?

- He's paid up to
the end of the week.

(knocking)

Dr. Bethell?
Toronto constabulary. Open up.

(handle rattling)

- Dr. Bethell?

(tense music)

- Killed three days ago
by a knife

To the right carotid artery.

Death would have been quick.

- Any defensive wounds?
- None. Just the stab wound.

- So, the assailant could have
come from behind him.

- Possibly.

Also, the cut was unusual.

Blade would have been
wide with an uneven edge.

- A serrated knife?
- No,

The edges were too
uneven and jagged.

I would guess the blade
was handmade.

- So this is him, then?

The fellow who stole
the milton man?

- Uh, no, sir. Dr. Bethell here

Was killed three days ago,
before the skull was stolen.

- Ah. Do you think his murder's
connected to the theft?

- I'm heading back to the hotel
to continue searching his room.

- Violet,

What do you think about
this missing-link business?

- It's interesting.

I was just reading
othniel marsh's article

On the fifty-million-year
evolution of the horse.

- That's horses.
I'm talking mankind.

You don't believe that we
descended from apes, do you?

- Darwin's theory of evolution
seems sound to me.

- But everyone knows
that mankind

Descended from adam and eve.

- I have some books
I can lend you on the subject.

They provide some
contrary theories.

- Good day, miss hart.

- Detective,
can I ask you a question?

- Of course.

- Do you think I should
provide my own portrait?

- I beg your pardon?
- For my profile

In the sentinel.
- Oh!

Well, I suppose
that's up to you.

- Hm.
- Would you mind drawing

That curtain for me?

(curious music)

- What is that?
- It's an ultraviolet light.

It can detect, uh,
blood spatter, footprints,

That sort of thing.
- How does it work?

- Would you really like to know?
- Of course.

- Ultraviolet light
can detect phosphors.

Blood contains
fluorescent molecules,

And this light
can show them to us.

Like so.

(whirring)

- Ingenious.

- It's just basic science,
really.

- I only see blood
in the area we found him.

- Hm.

Oh. What's this?

- It looks like a shard
of black glass.

It's glowing.

- That would be because
of the phosphors

On it from blood.

- Obsidian.

- Volcanic glass?

- Large pieces of obsidian

Were knapped into
incredibly sharp blades

In the neolithic period.

- Well, that would be
a very odd murder weapon.

- Hm. But a fitting end
for a palaeontologist,

Wouldn't you say?

(indistinct chatter)

- He met tony petrucci

At the starbright club
last night.

- What are you doing
investigating

A fellow constable?

- I spoke to some
of mr. Caine's friends.

From all accounts,
he's an honest man.

- Are you saying tucker
arrested mr. Caine

To cover for mr. Petrucci?

- I'm going to release caine,

Tell him it would be wise
to lay low for a while,

Visit some out-of-town
relatives.

Then I'll keep watching tucker.

- I don't like
where this is going.

- Neither do I.

- Dr. Bethell? Murdered?

- Did you know
he was in toronto?

- I knew he was in contact
with mr. Hudson

And the museum
was very interested.

But mr. Hudson had told me
that he hadn't heard

From dr. Bethell.

- Hm. He didn't notify you
when he arrived?

- No.

And I wish he would.
I would've loved to discuss

This find with him.

Dr. Bethell has a...

Sorry, had...

A towering reputation
in this field.

- And yet,
I understand you sought out

A private buyer for the skull.

- I don't know anything
about selling artifacts.

That's why I hired mr. Hudson.

- I see.

- You don't think I had
anything to do

With this grisly business,
do you?

This is a great loss
to palaeontology.

I've read several
of dr. Bethell's books.

- Thank you for your time,
mr. Tincton.

Oh, uh, would you happen

To own any artifacts
made of obsidian?

- No. Why do you ask?

- It might have
to do with to the case.

- Well, it's not my field
of expertise,

But I do believe
that leopold hudson

Had some fine specimens.

- Why are you asking
about obsidian?

- Answer the question,
mr. Hudson.

- I have had some, in the past.

I've sold some
hand axes to collectors.

- We believe dr. Bethell
was killed

With a knapped obsidian axe.

- I never even met
the man in person.

I didn't even know
he was in toronto.

Why would I have killed him?

- Perhaps dr. Bethell
was too insistent

You sell to him,
and the argument got heated.

- And I told you I didn't even
know he was in toronto.

- I heard that.
That doesn't mean I believe it.

Detective, remind me,
were there any witnesses

To the theft of the skull?

- No.

- You could have taken the skull
with the intention

Of selling it yourself.
- I already told you,

I was hit on the head
and the case was stolen!

- Detective murdoch,

Arrest mr. Hudson.

Maybe with some
time in the cells,

He'll be more forthcoming.

- You're allowing this?

(scoffs)
I thought we were friends.

- We have no evidence linking
mr. Hudson to the crime.

- Not yet. But, like he says,
you two are friends.

- With all due respect, sir,

I am only considering
the facts in this case.

- The fact is,
mr. Hudson's dealings

Sometimes skirt the law.

You told me yourself
he once stole evidence

Right out from under you.

- He had his reasons.

I just... I don't believe
leopold hudson is a killer.

(sighs)
- what do you propose?

- I will go to the university

And see if they know of anyone
who has an obsidian blade.

- And I'll take a photograph
of mr. Hudson

To the trenton arms hotel

And see if anyone saw him there.

- I already spoke
with the concierge.

He saw no one.

- I'll offer a dollar
to the bell boy.

They see everything.

Detective,

I know you don't
want me to be right.

- Sir, I want to catch a killer.

Excuse me. Can you tell me
where I might find

The geology department?

- Detective!
Lovely to see you again.

- Miss fitzwilliam, hello.

- How is your investigation
progressing?

Any leads
on the milton man skull?

- I'm afraid our investigation
has now grown to include murder.

- Who was murdered?
- Dr. Bethell

Of the natural history museum,
three days ago.

- Oh, no.

- Did you know him?

- Just a little, professionally.

Did his murder have anything
to do with the missing skull?

- I don't know.

We believe he was killed
with an obsidian axe.

That's why I'm here,

To find out who might
have such a thing.

- We have three specimens
of obsidian tools

In the department.
- Oh!

Well, I'll need to bring them
into the station house

For testing.
- Of course.

- Do you know of anyone else
who might have obsidian tools?

- There are some tools in other
collections outside of toronto.

A cache was found
in british columbia

Earlier this year,
and I heard one went missing.

- Is that right?

- Mr. Hudson also told me
he sold some examples lately.

- That's the second person
that's mentioned mr. Hudson.

- Oh, but he couldn't have
anything to do with a murder.

- You're certain of that?

- I know where he was
three evenings ago.

He was with me.

Between you and I,

We were together
the entire night.

- I see.
- But if you say a word,

I could lose my position here.

- I see no reason
to make your...

Activities public knowledge.

(sighs)
- thank you.

Come with me.
The axes are right this way.

- Daphne told you that?

- I understand
you were trying to preserve

A young lady's reputation,

But that information could have
saved you time in the cells.

- It would've saved me time
if you had just believed me.

- I'm still looking
for anyone who knew

Dr. Bethell was in toronto.

- Good luck with your case.

I still intend on finding
that milton man skull

For mr. Tincton.

Goodbye, detective.

(door slams)
- you released mr. Hudson.

- He has an alibi
for the night of the murder.

- Hm. I've just been
to the hotel.

The night desk clerk told me
that a man

Asked for dr. Bethell's
room number.

- Did he give you a name?
- No.

But the clerk did
remember the man:

Full beard with an ostentatious
silk cravat.

- Detective.

It's quite late for a visit.

- This isn't a social call.

- Oh.

Have you found the milton man?

- I have not.

I have been concentrating
on the murder of dr. Bethell.

So perhaps you can tell me
what you were doing

At his hotel
on the night of his death?

- All right, yes.

I went to the trenton arms.

Dr. Bethell had sent me
a telegram he was coming.

- Why did he do that?

- I had gone up against him
and his museum before.

I suppose he wanted me
to know the game was afoot.

- You led me to believe that
you did not see dr. Bethell.

- But I didn't.
I went to his hotel

And knocked on his door,

But there was no answer,
so I left.

- Are these obsidian?

- Yes,

I brought them back
from new guinea a few years ago.

A rare find.
- Hm.

I'll need to take these
to the station house with me.

- You can't!

- Either I take these
with me now,

Or I arrest you for murder.

(sighs)

(swing music)

(indistinct chatter)

♪ hey, hey, bo-weevil ♪

♪ don't sing the blues no more ♪

♪ bo-weevils here ♪

♪ bo-weevils everywhere you go ♪

♪ I'm a lone bo-weevil... ♪

- Tucker. Can we talk?

- What do you want?
I'm off duty.

- You'll want to hear
what I have to say.

How long have you been
working for tony petrucci?

- You shut your dirty mouth.

- Tucker, I am giving you
a chance to dig

Your way outta this.
- Henry the magnanimous.

- You will tell the inspector
what you've been up to,

Or I will.
- You can't.

Tony'll kill me.

He'll kill my wife.

- The inspector can protect you
and your wife.

You should do the right thing.

♪ some of them's so evil ♪

♪ afraid they might poison me ♪♪

(knocking at door)

- Oh, wow.

You found the murder weapon.

- I've found several
obsidian examples

With miss fitzwilliam
and mr. Dawson,

But none of them
appear to be the murder weapon.

- Mm.
(chuckling)

- What are you doing here,
mr. Hudson?

- Well, I've been thinking,
detective murdoch.

I'm going to give you
the chance to apologize.

- A...

I was doing my job.

- Yes, well...

I might have a lead.

I was just with mr. Tincton
and he's very upset.

- What about?
Having his artifact stolen?

- He was accosted by that
preacher outside our hotel.

- Mr. Wilde.

- He said mr. Tincton
was hell-bound

And he'd hasten
the departure himself.

- Did he harm mr. Tincton?
- No.

But he shouted he might
want to come

To the university this morning.

- Why?

- He would be smashing
the milton man.

(exhales deeply)

- The theories that these
so-called evolutionists spew

Are an insult to reason

And a shock to the heart.

Yeah, I've read
mr. Darwin's book.

It's all animal, animal, animal,

With never a thought of god
or of religion.

So, right here, right now,

I am going to destroy
that ape-man for good.

- Should we stop him?

- I don't see the milton man
skull anywhere, do you?

- I give you the missing link!

(ape grunting)

Watch as I give him a taste
of the hammer of god.

(ape grunting)
- heathens!

- Get back, creature!

There was never kinship
between me and thee!

I am a man of god!

- All right, that's enough.
Mr. Wilde, a word please.

- Detective,
I'm in the middle of a fight.

- Now.

(sighs)
- take five.

- Mr. Wilde,
did you have an argument

With mr. Tincton earlier today?

- I may have had words with him.

He is spreading
darkness and depravity!

- Did you also have words
with dr. Bethell

Of the natural history museum?

He and tincton
are of the same mind.

- Well, I don't know
this dr. Bethell.

- He was murdered
in his hotel room.

- Well, I wouldn't know
anything about that.

- He was very interested
in the milton man skull.

- That I was hit
and left for dead for.

- Do you believe it's real, sir?

- Yes, of course.

- This certainly is a godless
country in need of salvation.

Why, just this morning,
when I was spreading the news

About this deception,
a lady came up

And kicked me right in the shin.

She said that
the missing link skull was real

And that the world
would see it soon enough.

- What did this lady look like?

- Uh, she was small,

Wire glasses,
hair pulled back tight.

(knocking)
- yes?

- Detective murdoch.
I'd like a word.

- Just a minute!

(mysterious music)

- Miss fitzwilliam,

What are you hiding
behind your back?

Step away from the desk.

Now.

(hudson scoffs)

- Daphne, how could you?

You were the one
who knocked me out?

- I felt terrible about that.

That's why I asked you
out to dinner,

To see if you were all right.

- Thank you for your concern.

- Why did you steal the skull?

- I overheard mr. Tincton
talking to mr. Hudson

About selling it
to a private buyer.

But this needs to be in a museum
where it can be studied.

- So you stole it
to give to the university?

- Eventually.

I thought if I could have
some time alone with it,

To really study it,
I would be the expert.

I'm sick of cambrian fossils!

I want to study the dawn of man.

- I don't believe this.

- I just didn't understand.

Donating it to a museum
would have put mr. Tincton

In the history books.

It would likely
be named after him!

Eoanthropus tinctoni, perhaps.

But, no, I suppose
he only cared about money.

- And what of dr. Bethell?

Did you not want to keep
the skull from him as well?

- I didn't have anything
to do with dr. Bethell's death.

I didn't know
he was even in toronto!

- Murdoch, I have to come clean
to you about something.

- Right now?

- When miss fitzwilliam told you

I couldn't have killed
dr. Bethell,

As I was with her all night--
- uh, leopold!

- She lied.

We weren't together that night.

- And you went along
with her lie.

- My alibi wasn't true!
My innocence is.

I know you trust that.

- Miss fitzwilliam,

You will accompany me
to the station house

Where you will be charged
with assault,

Theft, and, quite possibly,
murder.

- What will happen to this?

- It's coming with me,
as evidence.

- So miss fitzwilliam
stole the skull

And lied to give herself
an alibi

The night that
dr. Bethell was killed.

- Yes, but I've tested
all three of the obsidian axes

That I took from her department

And none of them had traces
of blood on them,

Nor did they match the fragment
that was found at the scene.

- She must've had a fourth.

- But why would she kill
dr. Bethell? She admired him.

- Any comment on
the palaeontology murder?

- Miss cherry,
I will be releasing

A statement in due time.

- Perhaps you should consider
speaking now.

I did see detective murdoch
take miss fitzwilliam

To the station a short time ago.

- No comment.
But if you did want to talk,

We could arrange
a time for my interview.

For my profile.
In your newspaper.

- Oh.

I've decided to profile
leopold hudson instead.

That man should be in films.

Tall, rugged,
a globetrotting adventurer.

- I've trotted around the globe.
- Now, back to the murder case.

- I'm very busy,
miss cherry. Goodbye.

(sighs)

Good work on
the bethell murder, murdoch.

And you've recovered
the milton man.

(brackenreid): Part of me wishes
it would've stayed stolen.

- This artifact will put
canada on the map.

- We're on the bloody map.

We don't need the help
of this abomination,

Half-man, half-ape.

Honestly, I don't know
what to make of it.

- Are you taking it back
to mr. Tincton, murdoch?

- Not quite yet.

I need another word
with miss fitzwilliam.

(exhales deeply)

- Would you like to hold it?

It's not every day you can touch
a part of man's evolution.

- I'll leave you to it.

I don't know where we came from,
or where we're going,

But I'm quite content to live
in the here and now.

And that, albert, is about
to be the tipsy ferret.

- Hm.
- Good afternoon.

- Why did you lie earlier?

About spending the night
with mr. Hudson?

- I felt guilty, I suppose.

- Mm.
- I didn't know if my theft

Brought him under suspicion
for dr. Bethell's murder.

- Well that falsehood
gave you an alibi,

Which you now no longer have.

- That's not why I did it.

- Where were you really

The night that dr. Bethell
was murdered?

- At home working on my book,

Trilobites of the americas.
Alone.

- Miss fitzwilliam...

What do you think about
this milton man skull?

- It's incredible.

And to think it was found
in a fairly high strata.

- Contravening the geological
superposition theory.

- Exactly.
- Other similar specimens

Have been found in germany
and in the south himalayas,

But did you ever think one
would be found here, in ontario?

- No.

Frankly I'm amazed
that a link between

Simiidae and hominidae
was found in canada.

- Right.

You'll be taken back
to the cells now.

- I've given you my fingermarks.

You'll see I was never
in dr. Bethell's room.

And you can ask my colleagues!

I could never hurt anyone.

- You managed to hurt mr. Hudson
for the artifact.

That'll be all for now.

(curious music)

- Keeping the milton man
all to yourself?

- I keep thinking about
something miss fitzwilliam said:

"why would mr. Tincton not
want a museum to have this?"

- He wouldn't be the first
to choose money over renown.

- But to have
the missing link hominid

Named after you?

Your name would live on forever.

- Humility?

What's this all about, then?

- Perhaps there's another reason

That mr. Tincton doesn't
want a museum to have it.

- Mind if I sit in?
- Not at all.

- Hm.

(tense music)

- This came for you.

- Starbright club.

Eight o'clock. Be there.

- Now you have observed
the mandible.

- Mm-hmm.
- Now compare it

To that of a modern orangutan.

- It looks very similar.
Shouldn't it be?

- Look at the molars.

They've been shaved down
to be even,

As if with a metal file.

- Hm. Hard to tell.

We don't know the diet
of this hominid.

- If I swab a portion
with alcohol...

Observe.

- Ah.

Looks like the bone now
has a greenish tinge.

- That tells me that this bone
has been artificially aged

With bichromate of potash.

- Are you saying
what I think you're saying?

- I've also conducted a fluorine
analysis and it's definitive.

This skull was never buried
in the ground at all.

Mr. Tincton combined
a modern human skull

With the mandible
of an orangutan.

- The milton man is a fraud.

- Mr. Tincton lied.

He did see dr. Bethell
when he came to toronto.

He was so confident
in his fake artifact

That he went directly
to dr. Bethell's room.

And dr. Bethell likely
grew suspicious.

He's probably seen many
fake artifacts in his time.

So he threatened to expose
tincton as a fraud.

- It is! Get out!
- Any possibility of renown

And riches gone in an instant.

And in a moment of fury--

(choi): He killed dr. Bethell.

That must be why
he wanted to sell it

So quickly to a private buyer.

- Yes.

He wouldn't have likely
gotten the glory,

But he would've been rich,
nonetheless.

We have to find him.

- Miss cherry
had another article

In today's newspaper
about the milton man.

Here it is.

"mr. Tincton has gone back
to the same site in milton

In the hopes of uncovering
more of the missing link."

- Mr. Hudson will know
where the excavation site is.

I'll take him.
- Uh, and this?

- Keep it for now.
It is evidence, after all.

- Hm. Just not the kind
we thought it was.

(tense music)

- Ah, leopold. Detective.

Ha, ha. You showed up just
in time. Look what I found.

Huh? Now I was lucky enough
to find one milton man skull,

But two?
(chuckling)

- Incredible.

- Huh?

Now,

What of my first milton man?

Have either of you found it?

- Ah, yes, the missing link.
- Yes.

- You did take it to dr. Bethell
at his hotel

Prior to your lecture,
didn't you?

- No, I never, I never saw him.

- You had him examine it,

And he discovered
that it was a fake.

- Now, wait just a moment here--

- And that's why
you asked me to sell it

To the highest private bidder,
and fast.

- That skull is not a fake.

- It most undoubtedly is.

As is this one.

Tell me, did you spend any time

In british columbia
earlier this year?

- Yes, I was working with
the canadian geological survey

On a pleistocene-era
excavation.

- Where you unearthed
a cache of obsidian tools.

One of them has gone missing.

- Empty your pockets, tincton.
- No.

No. No.

Uh...

- Hm.

(inhales sharply)

An obsidian hand axe.

Do you carry it around
for good luck?

- Mr. Tincton.
- Yeah....

- You're under arrest
for the murder of dr. Bethell.

- Uh, yeah.

- That miss cherry
is persistent.

She can't believe
I turned down her profile.

- You did? Why?

- Ah, just try never
to be guided by hubris.

Besides, I'm not
that man anymore.

- How do you mean?

- Well, I've done it all,
seen it all.

Escaped caves, prisons,
curses, women.

The double-crosses
and dirty deals.

I'm done with it.

Think from now on, I'm going
to live a straightforward

Type of life.

Settle down, get a job,
maybe a dog.

- In toronto?
- Well, the university's

Offered me a position
sorting artifacts

In the archaeology department.

- Hm.

- Considering all you've done,

Wouldn't that be a tad dull?

(knocking at door)
- ah...

There are benefits.

- Ah.
(hudson clears throat)

- Good day, gentlemen.

(choi sighs)

- It is disappointing.

Science took a real blow
with tincton's chicanery.

- Mm. The path to knowledge

Does have some
bumps along the way.

- You're a real optimist,
detective.

- The truth is out there, sir.

We may just not see
all of it in our lifetime.

- Hm.

Constable?

- Do you have a moment,
inspector?

- I appreciate your honesty.

- Thank you, sir.

- Your behaviour
is unpardonable.

You should be charged.

- Just protect my wife, sir,

She knows nothing
about any of this.

- I said you should be charged.

But I'm not going to do that.

Instead, I'm going to fire you.

(tense music)

(swing music)

- Have a moment?

- Ladies?

(indistinct chatter)

I said eight. Not ten-thirty.

- I, I got fired.

- Hm. That's a shame.

- I need a job.
- Sorry, tucker.

You're as useful as teats
on a bull to me now.

- No, you gotta help me.
- I don't "got" to do anything.

Ladies.

- Please.

- Hey, tucker!

Go get these ladies a drink.

Who knows?

Maybe I need to have
a good dog around.

(laughing)

(barking)

(laughing)

Music)