All language subtitles for Murdoch Mysteries - S18E13 - The Wrong Man

(squeaking)

- Caught another one!
- Ah! Good work, mr. Rotta.

Ooh!
- You know, I've been

To every building in this city,

Every mansion and slum,

And city hall's just
as chock full of rats

As the rest of 'em.
- Ah!

Too bad you can't trap
the rat giving a speech

Outside city hall.
Hope you're not a fan.

- Oh, not a fan.
(squeaking)

Big fan of these guys,
though. Ha.

(indistinct chatter)

- I can't believe
chadwick vaughan

Is running for mayor.

- The outgoing mayor
tapped him himself.

And so far,
vaughan's running unopposed.

- Be a dark day for this city
if he gets the reins.

- My first order of business

Will be cleaning up
the corrupt constabulary

And partisan crown attorney's
office.

(woman): Yes!
(man): Hear, hear!

- Time to put an end to these
politically motivated

Sham trials.

I myself was only rescued

From a malicious prosecution

By the good sense
of my fellow citizens

On the jury who found me
innocent of all charges.

(applause)
- doesn't mention

It was a murder trial.

And that he should've
been hanged.

- I couldn't agree more.

- We must root out the radical
elements in our justice system.

These people
will never be satisfied

Until they have destroyed
our way of life.

(applause)
one need only consider

The recent appointments
at station house four.

Not the most traditional
choices, to say the least.

Our justice system
must be focused

On rooting out criminals
and undesirables

Infiltrating our city!

(man): Yeah! Ha-ha! Yeah! Bravo.

- Chadwick vaughan
is the real criminal.

(mysterious music)

(thunder rumbling)

(gasps)

(screaming)

(theme music)

- Today,
we will begin canvassing

For a new police census.

- Wasn't there a government
census just last year?

- Yes, constable roberts.
But our outgoing mayor

Believes that census
undercounted

The citizens of toronto.

- Can't we just mail out
a survey, sir?

- Hm. We are looking
for accuracy, constable higgins.

We will be registering
each citizen in person.

We will be knocking on doors
day and night

And meeting
the people of toronto.

You are not to rely on
neighbours or rumours

Until all avenues
have been exhausted.

- Sounds like we'll be
the ones getting exhausted.

- I want station house four
to collect more statistics

Than any other station house,

So I am offering a prize

For the pair that collects
the most names.

- What's the prize, sir?

- Surprise prize.

Constable roberts,
you and constable higgins

Will be canvassing in this area.

You two will be over here,
and you two over here.

- We have the smallest section.

- It's also one of the most
densely populated areas

Of the city.
Double the doors to knock.

Excellent chance at the prize.

- There were no witnesses.

Do you think
she was killed overnight?

- I'd say she's been dead
about three hours.

Unfortunately, there's nothing
on her person

To indicate her identity.

- She's dressed respectably.

- And plainly.

Certainly not for a night
out on the town.

So, what was she doing here?

- Ah, murdoch! Just popped
by the station house.

They told me where to find you.

Ah.

Dear god.
- Sir?

- I spoke to this woman
yesterday

At the chadwick vaughan
announcement.

She was no fan of his at all.
I quite liked her.

- Did you learn her name?

- No, she only mentioned
vaughan,

Who appears to have it in
for me

And the crown attorney's office.

- I suppose he still resents
being put on trial for murder.

- He's a bloody killer,
as we all know,

Who's now looking to run
for mayor, unopposed!

- It is upsetting, sir.

But there's still time
for someone

To throw his hat in the ring.

- If they fancy facing off
against a murderer.

Anyhow,

If he's got it in for me,
he's got it in for all of us.

Look sharp, lads,

And let's catch
this killer quickly.

- The victim was strangled
by a single hand.

You can tell by the bruising
on her neck.

Thumb and four fingers.

- A killer with a deadly grip.

- Indeed.

It reminded me of a victim
I examined recently.

Station house one brought her
over a few months ago.

Unfortunately,
when I last checked,

The case is still unresolved.

(murdoch): Is that right?

- Take a look at
the bruising patterns.

They're strikingly similar.

- Almost identical.

- This victim was also strangled
in an alley at night,

Found in the morning.

I can track down
more information

On this jessie wallace.

The file's a bit light
on details.

- Good work, miss hart.
Keep me posted.

- Of course.

- That looks like
a lot of stairs.

- At least the doors'll
be close together.

Don't you like meeting
new people?

It's hard to believe
there's hundreds

Of thousands of them here.

- How big is this building?

- In the city, I mean.

- All right.

- Still no answer?
- No.

- Neighbour I spoke to said
there's a older lady

Named ida that lives here.

- Oh, that would match
last year's census.

Ida mckay, born in 1854.

- Knock again.
Maybe she's going deaf.

- You know, if I'm to get
exhausted working,

I'd prefer it to be doing
something useful!

Uh, catching a criminal,

Solving a murder,

Not interrupting
other people's naps.

Let's just mark her down.
Come on.

- No.

We're supposed to try
three times

Before we rely on second-hand
sources, remember?

- Well...

Then let's write her a note...

Telling her when we'll be back.

For when she wakes up
from her nap.

- Do you really think
you can identify

The young woman
by her clothing alone?

- Well, sir,
our only other option

Is to wait for a missing
person's report.

- Hm.
- Um,

Modest, but decent attire.

All of it smells
rather strongly of coffee.

I found several pencil stubs
in her pocket.

And I've confirmed traces
of egg and flour

On the soles of her shoes,
along with this

Third substance here.

Oh!

- Cayenne pepper.

What do you conclude,
detective?

- Well, sir, I believe
our victim was a waitress.

- Hm.
- I just have to determine

Where she worked.
- Mm.

Where was she found?

- In this alley, right here,

Which is very close
to a diner here.

- Good place to start, then.

(bell on door rings)

- Ah, ah, ah!

Those ferrets may be good
at catching rats, mr. Rotta,

But I will not have them
inside with the customers.

(squeaking)

- Good day.

Detective murdoch,
toronto constabulary. Mister...?

- Lu. Min lu. I'm the owner.

- Oh! Very good. Mr. Lu,
do you recognize this woman?

- That's bridget.

Bridget thurston.

She's dead?
- What?

- I-I'm afraid so.

Mr. Lu, when did you
last see her?

- Last night, right here.
Working.

We've been staying open
all night.

You know, try to get
customers on their way home

From the bars,

But it was slow.

I let her go early.

- What time was that?

- Around four.

Cora and I stay on
until the morning folk come in.

I was mostly working the grill.

- Thank you, mr. Lu.

If I could, ah, ask you
a few questions, miss...?

- Cora hastings.
- Miss hastings.

- I told bridget
she needed to live closer.

My place is small, but at least
it's right next door.

Poor bridget had
to walk home alone.

- Mm.

Did miss thurston have
any enemies that you know of?

- No.

Although...

There's sometimes pressure
on the girls

Who work nights to...
Provide favours.

- Did miss thursto...?

- No! No.

Bridget never even
flirted for tips.

That's why she left service
to become a waitress

In the first place.

She used to be a cook
in a grand house,

Until she ran into trouble
with the master.

- Who might that be?

(knocking)

(playful music)

- You here to see
which way I'm gonna vote?

- No, we're here
for the police census.

Can you confirm
your name and age, sir?

- Wayne minniman, 56 years old.

- And does anyone else live
at this address, mr. Minniman?

- Yes, my roommates.

Tommy, benny, miles,
bo, and taffy.

But, uh, well, they're away
on vacation right now.

- Hm.
- All of them?

- All of them.

- Bit strange them all taking
a vacation at the same time.

- And that they all
fit in the same flat.

- Well, they'll all
be home soon, I swear.

Oh, just a minute.

(cat yowling)

(hissing, yowling)

Here's their information.
- Oh, that's all right, sir.

We'll come back to verify
the details with them.

- In person.

- Yeah, but I wrote it all down!

- There's a new opponent
in the race, a mr. Noah everett.

I suppose vaughan
couldn't bribe everyone

To stay off the ballot.

Any progress on that
murder case yet?

- Yes, sir.
I've identified the victim.

It would seem that miss thurston

Used to work as a cook

For none other than
mr. Chadwick vaughan.

- First, she was at
vaughan's rally

Making disparaging comments,

Then she turns up dead.

And now we know
that she worked for him?

What are you waiting for,
murdoch?

- Sir, we believe
we may have stumbled upon

A sequential killer.

Miss thurston is the second
of two women

Who were strangled overnight
just within the past few months.

- You're saying that vaughan's
on a killing spree.

- No, sir,

Because the first victim
was murdered

While mr. Vaughan was in custody
for his trial,

So it couldn't have been him.

- You can't be sure of that.

Vaughan's as slippery
as they come.

- Yes.
- Arrest him anyway.

Throw a wrench in his campaign.

Because if vaughan wins,
we're all in trouble.

- This way, please.

Mr. Vaughan.

- Ah. The corrupt constabulary.

How may I be of assistance?

- Mr. Vaughan, are you familiar
with a miss bridget thurston?

- No, I don't believe so.

- Oh. Apparently,
she was employed as a cook

In your household up until
just a few months ago.

- Oh, yes.

Miss thurston.

Unfortunately,
I had to let her go.

- Why's that?

- She seemed to think
I only wanted her

For kitchen duties. Naive girl.

- Miss thurston is dead,
mr. Vaughan.

- Ah, well.
That is a tragedy, to be sure.

- Where exactly
were you two nights ago?

- If that's when something
happened to the girl,

I suppose I should say
I was at home

With the many staff members
I'm certain

Will attest to my presence.

- Are you quite sure?
Because we will be checking.

- Feel free.
- You did it.

- Sir.
- I know he did it.

- So prove it.

And don't forget to vote.

- We should have him
locked up, murdoch.

- Sir, we still don't know
if miss thurston

Was killed by chadwick vaughan.

And there's reason to believe
that both

She and miss wallace
were murdered by the same hand.

And, remember,
mr. Vaughan was in custody

At the time of the first murder.

- The same hand?
That's just a theory.

- There is strong evidence, sir.

Detective watts is chasing down
leads now on miss wallace,

Details that station house one
may have overlooked,

And they could lead us
to the killer.

- Why look? He's standing
right in front of us.

We've got to get him
off the street.

More women could die.
- Sir, I need more evidence.

- If it's evidence you want,
I'll find it myself.

- Still no answer?

- No.

Perhaps the poor woman
is bedridden?

Can't make it to the door.

Our note is still there,
after all.

- But the wreath is gone.

Someone's been here
since our last visit.

- Do you think miss mckay
is inside but avoiding us?

- Yeah, I don't know.

The-the neighbour said she heard
a woman screaming earlier.

- It's all quiet now.

- She also said she's worried.

She's never gone this long
without seeing ida.

- Oi! You!

I need you to ask you some
questions about the candidate.

- Of course, sir.

- It's chief constable to you,
young man.

You seemed a bit
nervous earlier.

- Everyone on the campaign's
been on edge since mr. Everett

Announced he's running
for mayor.

- Surely vaughan's not worried
about a little competition?

- Mr. Everett used to be one
of mr. Vaughan's

Closest confidantes, sir.

But now he's been badmouthing
mr. Vaughan

To anyone who will listen,

And mr. Vaughan says
that everett

Will live to regret it.
- Ah. Hold this.

Go on.

- And I'm not sure
that mr. Vaughan

Was home that night
like he told you.

I heard him making plans
to attend

A dogfight on dundas street.

- Dogfight, eh?

- Um, I'm legally obligated
to tell you all this, right?

- Of course.

Now then, mr. Everett,

I understand that you're running
for mayor

Against chadwick vaughan.

- That's right.

I'm going to bring
toronto into the future

By expanding the waterworks
and modernizing the sewers.

- That's just a regular floor
that you're perched on,

Mr. Everett, not a soapbox.

- Hm.

- I've heard that
you and vaughan were close.

Why compete against a friend?

- He may have been a friend

Until I told him I was running.

Then he said I was scum.

- Hm. Very nice of him.

- But more than that,

He can't be trusted.

Chadwick vaughan
is a man with money

Instead of a conscience.

- You're not wrong there.

- Does this have anything
to do with that poor woman

Who was found dead?

I've, uh...

Heard things from vaughan
about women.

- So, miss thurston,

Is there anything else
you remember your sister bridget

Saying about chadwick vaughan
before he dismissed her?

- Bridget wasn't let go.

She quit because mr. Vaughan
wouldn't leave her alone.

- Mr. Vaughan harassed her?

- He was determined to have her.

Even called up her agency
and left her a bad reference

All to try and force her
back into working for him.

- He lied about her
to the agency?

- Bridget wanted
the respectability

And the safety of working
in a fine household,

But he drove her away,
out of service altogether,

To here.

And it still wasn't far enough.

- You think chadwick vaughan
may have still been after her?

- He told her that, in the end,

He always gets what he wants.

(crying)

Nothing will convince me

That chadwick vaughan
didn't kill my sister.

- I've spoken to more
than a dozen people.

Surely there's enough
in this file

To send him to prison.

- Uttering threats,
making false claims,

And attending a dogfight
on the night

Of miss thurston's murder.

- And he's knocked more
than a few women about.

- We'll look into
these allegations, sir,

But so far,
mr. Vaughan's family and staff

Have backed up his alibi.

We'll need more in terms
of hard evidence

To charge him with anything.

- The evidence
is not good enough

Unless you've found it yourself,
eh, murdoch?

- I'm worried about
the chief constable's

Single-minded pursuit
of mr. Vaughan.

This may end badly
for station house four,

Especially for some of us.

- So I've heard.

(watts): Uh, constables,
have you seen detective murdoch?

- Pardon me just a moment,
inspector.

Watts.
- Mm?

- Have you learned
about jessie wallace?

- Ah, first off,
nobody called her jessie.

Miss wallace was a prostitute
better known as venus in furs.

- Oh, my.
- Yes, she spent a great deal

Of time frequenting
music clubs downtown

And always wore mink stoles
and coats.

- If she always wore fur,

It would imply she had
high-paying clients.

- Mm. Yes.

I also spoke to her roommate.

She said miss wallace
mentioned she had something

In her possession
that could get her killed,

But wouldn't tell her
what it was.

- I'm not surprised mr. Minniman

Didn't answer his door
this time.

I'm sure his five roommates

Haven't magically
returned from vacation.

- He could be telling the truth.

Lodgings aren't cheap
and there's plenty

Of overcrowded apartments
around town.

That was some strange sounds
coming from behind the door,

Squealing and scratching.
- And whining and hissing.

- You think it was animals?

- I hope it was animals.

- In chatham, we like to keep
our animals outdoors,

For the most part.

- I'd wager you're right,
constables.

Probably mousers and terriers
in there

Keeping the vermin down.

- How do you figure that, ma'am?

- Well, that building
you were in

Is better than most
when it comes to rats.

I keep losing tenants to it.

- You manage a building nearby?

- The apartments near the diner.

Oh, when this new hotel's up,

It'll be full of rats, too.
That's city life for ya.

- Mr. Everett,
why do you believe

People of this city
should vote for you?

- I am committed to improving
the sewers.

Toronto is growing faster
than the current system

Can keep up with,
and households in the ward

Deserve better than contaminated
communal water taps.

(applause)

- Think he'd make a good mayor?

- He'd be better than vaughan.

What to say to the criticism

That you're inexperienced?

Mr. Vaughan has been a member of
the board of control for years.

- And the power has gone
to his head.

Just yesterday,
the chief constable

Was asking me questions
about mr. Vaughan,

Who's clearly
under investigation again

By the police.
Now I ask you this:

Is that the kind of man
who should be mayor?

- Mr. Vaughan, what do you think
of your opponent, mr. Everett?

- He's a loser

Who should quit the race now
and save the city

The cost of the ballots.

All he cares about
are raising taxes

And filthy sewers.

In fact, he likes sewers
so much,

He's probably a rat himself.

Noah ever-rat, more like.

(crowd laughing)

- I'm sorry, but there's
not enough here to convict

Mr. Vaughan.

And besides,
we can't afford another trial

Like the last one.

- Rattail?
Sugar-powdered licorice.

Kids love 'em.
- No, thank you.

They can have them.

- Is that rat poison
that you'll be putting down?

- No, it's harmless.

But the rats don't like it.

Keeps them on their runs
right into my traps.

- Mm.

Now then, mr. Rotta, tell me:

How would I go about
catching a rat?

- To catch a rat,
you have to know their ways.

Go to their secret places
where they come out at night.

Not too different from people
who have things to hide.

Take your man mr. Vaughan.

I know a secret or two
about him.

- Do you know why
the chief constable

Summoned us here?

- I'm guessing
he's found something.

And I have a feeling
it has to do

With mr. Chadwick vaughan.

Sir?

- Ah, good. You're here.

- What is this place?

- A secret den of perversion

Maintained by chadwick vaughan.

- How did you find it?

- I have my sources.

I'm a very well-connected man.
Now, gentlemen,

There's sure to be something
incriminating here.

(tense music)

- Sir?

- What have you got there?

- Piece of fur.

- It looks like mink.

- Just like the stoles
favoured by miss wallace.

- Which proves she was here.

That means vaughan
is connected to both victims.

I told you he was guilty!

- Yes, I've maintained
that apartment

Most of my marriage.

A wife is a treasure
who must be treated

Like a queen.

But a king?

King needs... A court.

- And a courtesan or two?
- Hm.

- So you entertained
numerous guests there.

Did you ever host a woman
known as venus in furs?

- Yes.

Yes, I had venus over
numerous times.

How did you know?

I understand the woman is dead.

(murdoch): We found fur.

- I see.

Why shouldn't there be fur?

I treated her well,
bought her the finest mink.

- So you bought her gifts?

- Certainly.

Wasn't the only one, either.

Venus was obsessed with fur,
after all.

Perhaps one of her less
luxurious pelts

Was the one shedding.

Gentlemen, you can't keep
wasting my time

Every time a woman dies
in toronto.

I had no reason to kill her,
or miss thurston.

- Huh.

- Venus was a professional
of the highest order

And very discreet.

We both enjoyed
our relationship.

And, of course,

I was in custody when she died.

- He didn't seem rattled
in there, did he?

- No, he didn't.

- So, watts, have you turned up
anything we can use?

- I spoke to miss wallace's
aunt and sister.

Neither of them knew
what she could have had

In her possession that would
put her in danger.

And her roommate has searched
their place high and low.

- The fact is, sir,
we don't have enough evidence

To charge vaughan
with either murder.

- Vaughan could have hired
someone to do the killings.

His so-called alibis
are meaningless.

- We are investigating
that possibility,

As well as the rumoured dogfight
the night of the murder.

(sighs)
- well, carry on.

- Watts, let's start
by determining

If miss thurston
and miss wallace

Knew each other.

Perhaps there's another
common denominator.

- Right. I'll see what
I can find out

About miss wallace's clients.

- So you admit it?

- Yes, yes, fine. It's true.

Tommy, benny, miles,
bo, and taffy are my pets

And, well, I tried to get
their names on the census.

- But why?

- Because I love them.

And they deserve to be counted!

(scoffs)

- Did miss wallace's family know
anything of her... Clients?

- No. They believed
her to be a secretary.

- Hey! This elevator's
months early!

Ha-- you can't just
leave it here!

We haven't even gotten
off the ground yet!

Imbecille!

- So these ferrets
will do the trick?

Yes, ma'am. They'll catch
all the rats I couldn't trap.

- Oh.

(distant horse neighing)

(bell on door rings)

(indistinct chatter)

- Miss hastings.

- You're back.

- We were wondering
if miss thurston

Was at all acquainted
with a jessie wallace,

Otherwise known
as venus in furs.

- Possibly through
chadwick vaughan.

- I've never met mr. Vaughan.

I do remember venus.
She came into the diner

From time to time.

- And was she friends
with miss thurston?

- I don't think so.

Venus was just a customer.
We both served her.

- Speaking of customers,

That gentlemen was seated there
last time I was here.

- Yes.

Ned couldn't afford his
lodgings after he lost

His factory job.

He's here most nights.

Just like mr. Everett.

Always stops in
for a coffee and a chat.

Your usual, noah?
- If you please, cora.

- What do you have there?

- The evening edition
of the sentinel

Featuring a laundry list
of chadwick vaughan's

Dirty deeds.
- Oh!

- Uh, you're the noah everett
running for mayor?

- Yes, I am!

And I think I've finally
got a shot in this race.

- Congratulations.

- Miss cherry, where did you get
the information you published?

- Not now, detective.

Mr. Vaughan,
what is your response

To the recent allegations
that have surfaced?

Sources close to you
have reported adultery,

Slander, threats,
cruelty to women,

Attendance
at illegal dogfights--

- There's no merit
to these claims whatsoever.

We are witnessing today
is libel, plain and simple.

The allegations in the sentinel

Are nothing but
spurious reports.

The police planted this story!

In fact,
it probably came straight

From the chief constable
himself.

(applause)

- Well said! Bravo!

Vaughan for mayor!

(all chanting): Vaughan lead on!

Vaughan lead on!

Vaughan lead on!

- Did you share your vaughan
dossier with miss cherry?

(sighs)
- what of it?

His supporters
have closed ranks.

They'll likely never
speak to us now.

And rumours of this
venus in furs

Are the talk of the town.

This could compromise
our investigation.

- Who would have thought
that news of a man's crimes

Wouldn't even put a dent
in his reputation?

- Miss cherry?

- I have something.
It might be important.

- Well, come in. Spit it out!

- It's a manuscript.

A roman à clef, if you will.

Written by one venus in furs.

It's a salacious account
of her various...

Indiscretions with a number
of powerful men.

- How did you come by it?

- Venus entrusted it
to a friend.

Apparently, vaughan was furious

When he found out she was
going to publish it.

He demanded that she destroy it.

- This could be
the dangerous item

That miss wallace spoke
to her roommate about,

The thing that could
get her killed.

- Venus's friend read
the article in the sentinel,

Thought it might be important
and brought it to me.

She said it's full of passages
of vaughan's indiscretions.

- I'm surprised, miss cherry.

One would think you would
want to break news of this

In your paper?

- I was.

But now I fear
that vaughan will twist

The headlines in his favour,

Even though everett is by far
the better candidate.

- I am so tired of those stairs.

- It's our last visit.

If she doesn't answer,
we'll use the information

From the neighbour.
- Oh!

You mean the neighbour
that you spoke to

The first time we came?

- Yes. He-llo.

- You're not ida mckay.

- Uh, no, I'm... Max crisp.

- Where's miss mckay?

- She's... Gone?

- Gone?
- Um, moved away.

Uh, she's my aunt,
and she left me her flat.

Yes, it's-it's lovely building.

Uh, hardly any... Vermin.

- So, the census seems
to be doing quite well.

We've already collected
the names of hundreds

More torontonians
than were reported

On the dominion census.

Of many different ancestries,
as well.

- Well, since men can't vote
unless they hold property,

I doubt the government
enumerators tried very hard.

- Hm. Still, I would like
to know how many people

We are serving.
It might convince the city

To increase our funding.
- Hm. I doubt that.

Besides, a highly motivated
police officer

Can do the work of ten men.

- What do you mean by that?

- I've arrested
chadwick vaughan.

He's in your cells right now.
- In my cells?

- Good to have a killer
behind bars before nightfall,

Wouldn't you say?

Toodle pip.

- Toodle pip.

Englishmen.
(scoffs)

(tense music)

(church bell ringing)

- Step aside, please.
Step aside.

- It's cora hastings.

- She has the same one-handed
bruising around her neck.

Watts, we need to secure
the area

And question witnesses quickly.

Miss hastings
hasn't been here long.

- And chadwick vaughan
is still in our cells.

- Yes. Miss hastings
was definitely killed

While mr. Vaughan was locked up.

- Which means
we've got the wrong man.

(effie): I can't believe
you went ahead

And arrested mr. Vaughan!

- Sir, I thought we agreed

That there wasn't enough
evidence to charge him yet.

- The crown attorney is furious.

He ordered me here to try
to smooth things over with him.

- What were you thinking, sir?

- I was thinking
that we now had hard evidence

Of antagonism between
vaughan and both victims.

Miss wallace
was about to expose him

In print as a philanderer.

- There's still the issue
of his alibis.

His family a-and staff
are maintaining

That he was at home the night
of bridget thurston's murder.

- As does another councilman

Who says they played
snooker together

At vaughan's residence.

Oh, and the dogfight organizer

Was arrested and says vaughan

Placed a bet, but never showed.

- I've told you before,
vaughan could easily have got

His people to lie for him
or hired a killer!

- Not this time.

- No.

- Mr. Vaughan was in custody
all night

And was never alone to have
ordered miss hastings' murder.

Someone else is killing
these women.

You're going to have
to release vaughan.

And make nice.

- Open up, crisp. We're back!

We need to talk
to ida mckay now!

(breathing heavily)

- May I help you?

- Uh, are you ida mckay?

- Yes.

- And do you know max crisp,
your, uh... Nephew?

- Not her nephew.

- And where do you live?

- He lives at this address, too.

- He does?

- We were hoping to avoid
any interference

With the morality officers.

Not everyone is as understanding
of our relationship

As I know you two
gentlemen would be.

- Oh!

- And now, if you'll excuse us.

(chuckling)
- stick around long enough,

Teddy, you won't even
blink an eye.

- You're free to go.

- The crown attorney wishes
to extend his sincere apologies,

Mr. Vaughan.

- He would want to apologize,
wouldn't he?

And you,

Mrs. Crabtree.

Are you sorry?

- I never want to see
the innocent behind bars.

- Ah!
(laughing)

A murder is most unfortunate
for the victim,

But in this case,

Rather providential for me,
wouldn't you say?

I've always believed that god
is looking out for me.

- You have to admit,
you looked guilty.

- I never admit anything.

- Uh, excuse me!
Do you live here?

- Yes. I'm the landlady
of this building.

- Oh. I'm a detective

Investigating cora hastings'
murder.

I noticed no key was found
on her body,

And I'd like to be let
into her apartment.

- Oh, it's just awful.

My tenant, murdered!

(door closing)
and my other tenants?

They're terrified of being
strangled in their beds.

- Does he live here?
- No.

- I know you from the diner,
don't I? Ned, is it?

- Yes.

- Are you coming from
cora hastings' apartment?

- Yes. Uh, cora gave me her key.

She said I could, uh,

Grab a few hours' sleep

So I'll be rested enough
to, to look for work today.

- Why were you let go
from your job?

- Arthritis. I can barely
hold a cup of coffee,

Let alone run a machine.

Cora said she'd be back at seven

When her shift ended,
but she's late.

- Back by seven.

Do you know any reason
she would have left work early?

- No. I-I thought I would
check at the diner.

- Miss hastings was murdered
around five this morning.

(gasps)

- Could someone at the all-night
diner be the killer?

All of the victims
are connected to it.

- It's a good theory.

And perhaps we should take
another look

At miss wallace's manuscript.

Chief constable brackenreid
dropped it off earlier.

- An arrest, constables?

- You see, sir, we realized

That mr. Minniman here
wasn't just trying to get

His pets added to the census...

- He was trying
to commit election fraud

By getting extra names
added on to the voter roll.

- And when we leaned on him,
he admitted to being paid by...

- Noah everett.

- Very good.
Well, get him booked,

Then it's back
to your clipboards, constables.

Those names won't
collect themselves.

- Sir, could you please tell us

What the surprise prize is
for the winning census team?

(sighs)
- very well.

- A beautiful,
first place blue ribbon!

- A ribbon?

- Yes!
- I-is there a prize

For catching criminals
at the same time?

- Mm. Uh, job satisfaction.

- Hm.

Thank you, sir.

- Thank you.
- Hm.

- Something on your mind,
detective?

- Noah everett is a regular
customer at the diner.

- All right. I did pay minniman,
but minniman came to me.

He said he'd found a way
to inflate the voter roll

And cast extra ballots.

He believed in the cause.

- I thought you had to be
a property owner to vote.

Doesn't mr. Minniman
rent his lodgings?

- Oh.

Well, another reason
someone like me

Needs to win the election.

To represent all the people.

Chadwick vaughan would be
a terrible mayor and, worse,

I think he's done
every evil thing

He's ever been accused of.

- Well, you aren't just here
to answer questions

About the election, mr. Everett.

Were you acquainted
with a miss jessie wallace?

- Uh, no, I don't think so.

- You may have known her
as venus in furs.

- Oh. Yes.

- I appreciate you not
trying to deny it.

Miss wallace wrote
this manuscript,

And in it, she goes into
a great deal of detail

About a man she dubbed...

Rowan peverett.

- Peverett. Uh, well,

Venus and I were-were on
quite friendly terms,

Though I had no idea

She was working on
something like that.

- Such a frank portrayal
in print

Could harm one's chances
at election.

- Are you suggesting
that I hurt her?

I-I would never.

A-and chadwick vaughan
introduced us.

He must be in here, as well.

- Mr. Vaughan has an alibi
for the murder.

But you knew miss wallace.

You knew cora hastings.

Did you also know
bridget thurston?

She worked at the diner,
as well.

- I knew her and I liked her,
and cora and venus,

But, but I-I was away
in brooklyn,

Studying their waterworks,
the night venus was killed,

A-and I can prove it.

A-and my next-door neighbour's
a busybody.

She keeps track of all
my comings and goings.

I-I'm sure she can vouch for me

For the nights
of the other murders.

- We'll be booking you
for election fraud, mr. Everett,

And then we'll verify
your alibis.

I don't believe mr. Everett
did it.

And looking into
vaughan's finances,

We've found no evidence
that he hired any killers.

- And everett's out of the race
for election fraud.

- So it would seem.

- Which means that vaughan
will definitely be mayor,

And my days as chief constable
are numbered.

You probably won't fare
much better, murdoch.

- Hm.

(squeaking)

- Looks like the rats
are definitely taking over

For good here at city hall.

I'll be the one fleeing
this sinking ship.

- We've been thinking
that the victims

Were connected by the diner,
but...

Perhaps the diner
isn't the link,

Just the fact
that it's open late.

- Killers come out after dark.

Nothing good happens
after midnight, murdoch.

- Mm.

What is that
all over the floor?

- I don't know.

Something that mr. Rotta
put down for the rats.

He said it was harmless,
but rats don't seem to like it.

- That's cayenne pepper,

The same substance found
on miss thurston's shoes.

- Where are you off to?
(door opens)

- I know who our killer is.

Watts! You were just inside?

- Yes. I wanted to know
why cora hastings

Left her shift early last night.
- And?

- Apparently, the diner
was forced to close

At about a quarter to five
when a bunch of rats

Came running in.

I suspect the killer is--
- mr. Rotta.

(both): The ratcatcher.

- Someone inside
said he just came out.

- There he is.

Watts, force him north.
I have an idea.

- Stop!

(tense music)

(panting)

(squeaking)

(grunting)

(rotta shouting)

(laughing)

- Everyone pretends to be
grateful to the ratcatcher.

But, really,
they think I'm vermin, too.

- Actually, I think you're
a murderer, mr. Rotta.

- Good thing you trapped me.

Otherwise, I would have
never stopped,

Never stopped
running and hiding,

Taking what I want
after nightfall.

(rotta shouting)

This is what happens

When you force into the dark

What you don't want to see.

(breathing heavily)

- I can't believe it.
- I can.

- Mr. Vaughan,

You're only a few hours away

From officially winning
the mayoral election

With nearly all polls reporting.
Any comments?

- I'm looking forward
to starting my term

And removing from office

The partisan chief constable
thomas brackenreid

And all current crown attorneys.

If not for their undue focus

On persecuting me
and stealing the election,

This wretched bill rotta
might have been caught sooner,

And an innocent
young woman spared.

- This is for bridget!

(crowd screaming)

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

- That's no way
to seek justice, young lady.

- I understand you were quite
the hero, chief constable.

- You saved
chadwick vaughan's life.

- Well, I don't have
any love for the man,

But I couldn't stand by
and watch miss thurston

Murder him in cold blood.
(choi): Mm.

(clearing throat)

Mr. Mayor.

- What are you doing here,
vaughan?

And what's with the sling?

You never even got
a taste of that blade.

- Careful, chief constable.

I'm here to say thank you
for saving my life.

- Don't make me regret it.

- Was there anything else,
mr. Mayor?

- Any staffing changes,
for example?

- Not for the moment.

I don't want to appear
ungrateful. In public.

- So we're calling it even,
then?

- For now.

But not forever.

(theme music)

Subtitling: Difuze