All language subtitles for Murdoch Mysteries - S18E21 - The Body Electric

(light music)

(indistinct chatter)

- I found you!

- Mavis, as my secretary,

I would hope you would know
my whereabouts.

- Well, I know you're headed
to the new hydro substation,

but I guessed you'd walk down
this street.

- Why?
- All you've talked about

is a certain Spanish cobbler
who owns a shop around here.

- I have not!

- You must have a lot
of shoes that need repair.

- Yes! I do.

And we happen to understand
each another.

(speaking Spanish)

Mavis, have you come here
to accost me?

- I...

A man came in earlier,
desperate to see you.

He wouldn't give his name,
but he said he called you

on the telephone yesterday.

- Finally. I've been trying
to get him to talk to me,

but he said it had to be
face to face

and he's been
too nervous to meet.

- He did seem scared.

He said ten o'clock tonight,
at the office,

and to come alone.

- All right, then.

Thank you, Mavis.

Get back to work.

- Now, we know the rise
of public power in Ontario

has ruffled some private
company feathers.

But we are confident
that we can build the largest

power-generating distribution
system in Canada.

Therefore, we are proud
to open this new

Hydro-Electric Commission
substation

by the
people and for the people!

(applause)

- I'm glad to be here.

I missed the first
Hydro-Electric Commission's

switching-on ceremony
in New Berlin.

- That's a shame.

- Sir?
- Oh, sorry, Murdoch.

It's just Mayor Vaughan.

He makes the hairs on
the back of my neck stand up.

- Excuse us. Excuse us!

- What's your business?
- Just get out of my way.

I'm needed on the stage.

And who are you?

- Oh. Uh, Detective Murdoch,
Toronto Constabulary, Miss.

- Really, darling? Well,
you're much too good-looking

to be a police officer.
Give him my card.

- Who the bloody hell is she?

- That's Noelle Victoria,
the mayor's wife.

And trust me, life with her
is not all diamonds and rosé.

- I'm going to use that.
- Thank you, Chairman.

As Mayor, I am pleased
to support the building

of distribution networks

to bring electricity
to all of Toronto,

an event so important,
it has even raised

my lovely wife
from her slumbers.

- But Chairman,
with more generation stations

in private company hands,

will the Ontario Hydro-Electric
Commission

generate enough power
for the city?

- That is our goal, yes.
But in the event of a shortfall,

we will purchase power from
existing private companies.

- Yes. In particular,
let us thank Mr. Frye

and Mr. Tate
of the Toronto Electric Company.

If the Hydro-Electric Commission
runs short,

their company
will pick up the slack.

Thank you, gentlemen.

(applause)

(crowd gasps)

(applause)

- You're right, sir.

I just can't get used
to Vaughan acting as mayor.

- That's what it is, Murdoch.

Acting. The man is pure evil.

- Who was this guy, anyway?

- None of your business, Tucker.

Tony told me to pick him up
and bury him.

I don't ask questions
and neither should you.

(grunting)

- Did you kill him?

- What did I just say?
Now cover him up.

- Why do I have to cover him up?
I dug the grave.

- Tony's orders. Now get to it,

unless you want
to join this guy.

Long way from being a copper,
isn't it, Tucker?

(theme music)

(knocking)
- Detective Murdoch.

- Miss Cherry.
(clears throat)

Hello.

- What is that?

- It's a solar cell.

- A-A what?

- I've created a cell
of selenium

covered with a thin layer
of gold.

Uh, actually,
I cannot take credit.

It has been built according to
James Pendrick's specifications.

- For what purpose?

- It converts radiant energy
from the sun

into electrical energy.

I'll be putting it on the roof

and it is wired here
into my office.

- Huh.

Well, if you've figured out
a way to get cheaper

electricity, I'm all ears.

I've actually come here
to report a missing person.

I don't have his name,
but I do have a description

from my secretary.

- Do you have an address?

- I don't have that, either.

But I do have a feeling.

And my gut is never wrong.

- Are you sure about that?

- Well, no.

But if you look into it for me,
I won't have to wonder.

- And what makes you certain

that this person
is, indeed, missing?

- He wanted to talk to me
about some financial malfeasance

at the Ontario Hydro-Electric
Commission.

I waited for him in my office
almost all night.

He never showed.

- Perhaps he had a change
of heart?

Or discovered that his
information was incorrect.

- He was scared.

And whoever he was scared of
might have gotten to him

before he could talk to me.

- All right.
I'll look into this for you.

I just need his description.

- He has hazel eyes,
reddish-brown hair

parted to the side,
and he wears glasses.

- Yes, that sounds like
Timothy Kerr.

- The receptionist identified
Mr. Kerr

from the description as well.

She says you are both engineers
and you share an office.

- Well, yes.

- I-Is Mr. Kerr here today?

- No, I don't think so.

- Is it unusual for him
to be absent?

- I don't know. We haven't been
working together very long.

- Uh, has Mr. Kerr mentioned
any problems he's had,

or-or noticed,
with-with work recently?

- No. Why are you
asking about him?

- I believe he might be missing.

- I'll get his address
and check on him later today.

I'm sure it's nothing.

- It's all right.
I'll get his address,

and I'll look in on him myself.
Thank you.

- Very good.

- So, Mr. Kerr left, then.
Do you know when?

- Oh, two nights ago, maybe.
I'm not sure.

- Well, you didn't speak
with him directly?

- No. I get a lot of characters
through here;

nothing surprises me anymore.

- If I may, then how do you know
he's left for good?

- Oh, this morning,
his friend came by

and said Mr. Kerr
had to leave suddenly.

Some kind of emergency.

- Oh! Who was this friend?

- Well, he didn't say,
and I didn't ask.

- Can you describe him?

- Average height,
average haircut.

Brown suit.

Or maybe grey.

- Can you tell me
any more about him?

- Mm. The gentleman
packed two suitcases

of Mr. Kerr's things
and said he was sending them

on to Niagara Falls.

- Right then. Thank you.

- Mm.
- Good day.

- Good day.

(tense music)

- Were you seen coming in?
- What?

You suddenly care
for my safety now?

- Mr. Tucker, I'll say again,

you should be grateful
you're in Petrucci's gang

and not in prison.

- Well, I'll tell you this
one thing and then I'm out.

- That's for me and the Chief
Constable to decide.

- Buried a body yesterday.
- Did you--?

- No. I didn't kill him.

- Who was the victim?
- I don't know.

I don't know
who killed him, either.

- Where was he buried?
- It's in my report.

- Was anyone with you?

- Bobby Marano,
one of Petrucci's men.

He didn't know anything, either.

Tony told him to bury the man
and that was it.

- We'll have to exhume the body.

- So is that it? Am I done?

- No. You'll have to keep at it.

Find out who the dead man was
and who killed him.

- And if I can't?

- You will.

Tucker!

You can do this.

We need more evidence
on Tony Petrucci.

Once we have him, you're free.

- What's he doing back here?

- Police business.

- I thought he was let go.

- Yes, he was.

This is his penance.

- You trust him?

(sighs)

- That's a million-dollar
question, isn't it?

- Any word?

- Miss Cherry. I-I didn't mean
for you to wait here.

I was just about
to telephone your office.

- I don't mind sitting here.

I was hoping to catch wind
of something exciting.

- Oh! And?

- The only thing I've overheard
is Constable McNabb's

lunch order.

Did you find out what happened
to my missing man?

- Yes. His name is Timothy Kerr

and yesterday he purchased
a one-way ticket

to Niagara Falls.

- Oh. So, he's not missing,
he just got cold feet.

- It may be a tad more
complicated than that.

Um, a-a man
who identified himself

as Mr. Kerr's friend
paid up his rent

and then packed up
two of Mr. Kerr's suitcases

full of his belongings and sent
them along to Niagara Falls.

- Who is this friend?
- I don't know yet.

Also, I spoke with
the chief porter

at Niagara Falls station

and he told me that only one
suitcase ever made it onboard.

- Curious.

I wonder if the other suitcase
had papers about the commission.

- Detective Murdoch,
I apologize for my interruption.

Miss Cherry, I have something
urgent to discuss

with the detective,
if you wouldn't mind.

- Hm. I understand.

Good day, gentlemen.

(Choi clears throat)
- Sir.

- Tucker came to my office
with some important information.

He was ordered to bury
an unidentified murder victim.

- What? Do we know where?

- Yes.

- And you'd like me to go there?

- I've already sent
some constables

to dig up the poor man
and bring him to the morgue.

- I-I am looking for a man
who's been missing for two days,

a-a Mr. Timothy Kerr.

- Then you'll want to have
a look when the body arrives.

- Right.

- You were talking about
Mr. Kerr, weren't you?

- Miss Cherry,
were you listening?

- Of course not.

- Will you please have
your secretary meet me

at the morgue
later this afternoon?

- Why? Do you know
something or not?

- It's a possibility.

Miss Cherry?

- I just hope the story,
whatever it is,

didn't get Mr. Kerr killed.

- So you do have a heart.

- Don't act so surprised.

(curious music)

- Oh.

That's him.

I'm sure of it.

- Are you all right, Miss Cain?

- There's no shame in it.
Many people can't stand

looking at a dead body.

- Thank you, Miss Cain.

You can step outside for some
fresh air, if you'd like.

- You can take the rest
of the day off.

- Thank you.

- You'll make up
for it on Saturday.

- Cause of death, Miss Hart?

- Uh, trying to talk
to a journalist.

- One shot to the back
of the head at close range.

- An execution.

- This man is dead
because of me.

I was pushing him to talk.

I have to file a story.

- Uh, Miss Cherry, you can't.

- A man who knew of wrongdoing
at the Hydro-Electric Commission

is dead. This is a cover-up.

- Y-Yes, but you don't
know that for certain.

- I don't care.
- Well, you should care

about this. The only reason
we know about this man's death,

or where he was buried,

is through a confidential
informant.

- Who is the informant?
- I can't tell you that.

And, needless to say,
word of this death

cannot get out,
or our informant's life

will be in grave danger.

- So I should just drop
the story?

Even though Mr. Kerr
died for it?

- Once this is all resolved,

you will be the only journalist
with all of the facts.

- I can keep quiet
about the murder

for your informant's safety.

But I won't stop hunting
the story.

Something is happening
at the Hydro-Electric Commission

that someone wants covered up.

And I intend to find out what.

- Uh, Miss Hart,

please hold off on filing this
man's death certificate

with the city

because if you do,

our informant will be dead
in a matter of hours.

- Of course.
- Thank you.

- It's a tricky business, this.

- All distaste for Mr. Tucker
aside, he is in grave danger.

- We might not have even
found out about this murder

if it wasn't for him.

- So what do you want to do?

- Keep Tucker where he is.
He can still help us.

- If I begin to investigate
Mr. Kerr's murder,

Tucker may well be found out.

- Any thoughts as to why
Petrucci

would be involved
in Kerr's death?

- Not yet. All I know
is that Kerr was an engineer

at the Hydro-Electric Commission

and was about to tell
Miss Cherry something

about the malfeasance
going on there.

- Mayor Vaughan is heavily
involved in hydroelectricity.

He's made it his top priority.

He's got to be involved
in this somehow!

- Looking into
the Hydro-Electric Commission

could very well tip our hand.

- I'm aware of that.

So I'll leave it to you, Albert.

Do we leave Tucker out
in the field,

or do we bring him in?

- Keep him out there.
I'm sure he can handle it.

(laughter)

(indistinct chatter)

- You a little tired
after last night?

- I nearly broke my back.

The next time we gotta get
rid of someone,

let's just throw him
in the lake.

- I just do what I'm told.

- Who was that guy?

- What is this?
The Spanish Inquisition?

- I've told you, you and your
friends aren't welcome here.

- Yeah, I heard about that.

You and your little
community group. That's cute.

- I said get out.

- Playing a dangerous game.

- I'm not the only one.

- Come on, Tucker, let's go.

- Knock, knock. Ready for lunch?

- Not yet.

- Are you all right?

You didn't telephone me
just to go to lunch, did you?

- No.

I need a favour.

There might be some embezzlement

at the Ontario Hydro-Electric
Commission.

- How do you know?

- Man was killed over it.

- What do you mean?

- He was about to expose them
for corruption and I was...

...pushing him to talk.

- Louise, you can't
blame yourself.

- I swore to Detective Murdoch
that I wouldn't publish

anything about it.
But I didn't swear

I wouldn't investigate
the Ontario

Hydro-Electric Commission.

I need to set things right.

- Then that's what we'll do.

- Mavis!
- Oh!

Yes, ma'am?

- Go fetch a sandwich for
Mrs. Crabtree from the automat.

- Right away.
- And some carrot sticks.

- Of course.
Count them this time.

There should be six, not five!

Go!
- Right away.

- How long has that girl
been working for you?

- Few months.
- And does she like it?

- How would I know?

So, do you think this
Mr. Alderholt will help you?

- He does owe me a favour

and I've been saving it
for something important.

He may be able to get me
paperwork

on the Hydro-Electric
Commission.

- Mm.

Look. Do you see those two men?

That's Mr. Frye and Mr. Tate,

joint chairmen of
the Toronto Electric Company.

- All right.

It's not so strange that two men
from a private company

would be in a government office.
- They may be in on it.

- In on what?

- That's what I need you
to help me find out!

- All right. Well, stay here.

- No, no. I'll come with you.
- Just keep watch.

(sighs)

- Artemis! What happened?

- Two men. They wouldn't pay.
I asked them to.

- And they did this?
- Yeah.

- Well, let me take
a look at that cut.

- Nothing I can't handle.

- Probably the same two
that came by my place last week.

Broke the front window.

Said if I didn't pay them,
they'd do it again.

- And did you?

And did you call the police?

- No point in that.

The last time I called them,
they didn't show up

for almost a day,
and when they did,

they said they couldn't
do anything about it.

- Well don't do it again.

I'll be sure that
there's someone watching

over your store.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

- Just what did you have
on Mr. Alderholt

to get all these papers?

- City Hall is an engine
that runs on favours.

I asked Mr. Alderholt
to consult the logbook

for all files
related to electricity

and it turns out Mr. Kerr signed
these files out last week.

- Excellent.

There's a contract between
the Ontario Hydro-Electric

Commission and the Toronto
Electric Company.

Chairmen Nathan Frye,
Herman Tate and a Mr. Tauber.

Records from the Keene Street
substation,

it opened last year.

- Mr. Kerr's name.

Seems the engineers
had to sign off

on the daily electricity usage.

- I don't know a lot
about electricity, but...

these numbers seem strange.

- Mm. Yes.

The-The days when Mr. Kerr
signed off

show much higher usage
than the other days

with different signatures.

- Mr. Kerr and Mr. Virk.

Both men signed off
on very high usage rates.

- These numbers don't make
any sense, either.

Mr. Kerr recorded
some of the highest usage

in the smallest ward in Toronto.

- Was he was fixing the books?

- Certainly seems so.

I think we deserve
a proper lunch for this.

- Hm.

(indistinct chatter)

- Thanks for this, Mr. Petrucci.

- Got a pretty big payout
for that last job. Five grand.

- From who?

- Someone who's afraid to get
their hands dirty. Not like you.

- Thank you, Mr. Petrucci.

- Sure.

So, Tucker,

I got a question for ya.

Do you believe in vampires?

- I, uh, I don't understand.
(chuckling)

- Vampires. You know,
the undead.

See, I went to our
recently departed's grave

to pay my respects.

- You did.
- Hm. I did.

I did.

And guess what?

All I saw was a empty hole
in the ground.

No body.

- So you don't really
believe in vampires.

- You idiot.

I think you or Marano

said something to somebody.

Maybe the cops.

- I did hear Marano talking
yesterday

about a little extra
money he made.

Maybe he got a payday
from the police.

(laughing)

- Maybe.

There's something I gotta do.

- Can I help you?
- No need.

Anyhow, it's a little bit
of business.

There's this tailor
who's been stiffing me.

I think it's time I taught him
a lesson, don't you?

(tense music)

- Amazing. An inexhaustible
source of power!

- Precisely!

As long as the sun shines
directly into those cells.

- Ah.

Could you use Edison's
nickel-iron battery

to store the power?

- Possibly.

- It's a fool's game, anyway.

- Detective?

- Free energy.

You think the power companies
would really

let this become popular?

- You don't seem to have
very much faith

in our system of government.

- Seems a healthy attitude.

- Please don't... touch that!

Have we heard any more
from Mr. Tucker?

- Not yet.

Do you think Mr. Kerr
was killed for his information

on the Ontario Hydro-Electric
Commission?

- Mm. It's hard to say,
but I would be shocked

if there wasn't
a connection there.

- Uh, what else do we have
to go on?

Has Miss Hart finished
her post-mortem?

- Uh, yes. I just read it

and the bullet recovered
was from a Colt 45.

- A very common gun.
Not much point

trying to chase it down,
but I'll do my best.

- Mm. And what of the landlady?

I'll wager that this friend
of Mr. Kerr's was the killer.

- She didn't remember
much about the man

except that he was
average-looking.

- Mm-hmm.

And what of Miss Cherry?

Do you think she's
investigating on her own?

- Oh, if I know Miss Cherry,
that is a distinct possibility.

- ...and my mother's hardly
talking to me now.

She thinks I should be married
with children,

but I want more than that!
I want a career.

- Is that her--?
- Laundry.

There's nothing wrong
with that, is there?

Miss Cherry is so busy,
but she is certainly

making a name for herself.

She really is something,
isn't she?

- She certainly--
- And she is a wonderful boss.

Tough, but fair,

is what she says she is.

(door opens)

- Ah! Miss Cherry.

- Detective Murdoch.

- I thought I told you
to take that out.

- I already did. Extra starch,
like you asked.

- Hm.

Do you have anything for me?

- I'm here to ask you
the same thing.

- Tit for tat, sir.
You know my rules.

- We have files from
the Hydro-Electric Commission.

- Effie!
- Louise,

we're all in this together.

A man was killed, remember?

- May I see them, please?
- Of course.

(scoffs)

(tenses music)

- Mavis!
- Yes, Ma'am.

- What happened here?

- I'm sorry. I don't know.

I-I was out getting
your laundry.

Please don't fire me.

- Whoever did this
came up the fire escape

and through the window.

- All my papers.

- Files! All the files I brought

from the Hydro-Electric
Commission, they're gone!

- Whatever bad business
the commission is up to--

- Corruption.

- It is no longer up
to you two to find out.

- We'll see about that.

- In your research,
did you find anything connected

to the murder of Mr. Kerr?

- We believe so.

Only we hadn't quite
figured out how.

- We learned that Mr. Kerr

was falsifying electricity
usage numbers.

- At the opening
of the commission substation,

the chairman mentioned needing
to purchase electricity

from the Toronto Electricity
Company in order to meet demand.

- We did see Mr. Frye
and Mr. Tate

from the Toronto Electric
Company

at the Hydro-Electric
Commission's office.

- My contact there said he sees
those men

at the office frequently.

- Is it possible then

that Mr. Kerr was inflating
usage numbers

i-in order to line the pockets
of the men

from the Toronto
Electricity Company?

- And perhaps he had a crisis
of conscience

and wanted to come clean.

- We did see higher numbers

from another engineer,
Mr. Harman Virk.

- Yes, I spoke with him.
He said he barely knew Mr. Kerr.

- To my eye it looks as though
they were falsifying

the numbers together.
Perhaps he's too afraid

to say anything now,
given what happened to Mr. Kerr.

- All the more reason
to speak with the police.

I'm going to speak
with Mr. Virk.

- Either he lied about
knowing Mr. Kerr

because he was scared
he would meet the same fate--

- Or he had something to do
with Mr. Kerr's murder.

(phone ringing)

(clears throat)

- Inspector Choi. Tucker.

Have you found anything yet?

Damn!

Petrucci knows the corpse
has been exhumed.

Does he suspect you?

- I think I managed to throw
suspicion onto someone else.

- Good.

- Tony told me
that some rich man

gave him $5,000
to get rid of a problem.

- Was there anything else?
- Not about that.

But Grant's Haberdashery
haven't been paying up.

Tony's sending some men over
to rough up the owner,

maybe burn the place down.

And I gotta go.

- Tucker hasn't dug up
anything except

someone offered Petrucci money
to get rid of a problem.

- No names?
- Nothing.

Tucker also said he was told
about some men

being sent over
to Grant's Haberdashery.

They might be planning
to torch the shop.

I'll send some constables.
- No, wait.

If Tucker's been asking
a lot of questions,

then Petrucci could be
suspicious of him.

If we all show up
at this haberdashery,

then he'll know Tucker's
been talking to us.

- I won't let the shop
burn to the ground.

- Two men only. No uniforms.

- So Kerr left
for Niagara Falls?

- Yes.

- So why are you asking me
for the entries

for the records
he signed off on?

- The numbers were
unusually high.

As were the entries that
you signed off on, Mr. Virk.

I'll need to see all
of the entries

for this station
for the past few weeks.

- That's confidential.

- This is a police
investigation, Mr. Virk.

- Did something happen to Kerr?

- Perhaps it did.

Perhaps you should be worried
for your own safety.

Were the two of you involved
in some sort of scheme?

- Look, I'll be honest.

We were both told to inflate
the usage numbers.

- By whom?

- I don't know.
Someone came to Kerr

and told him to find
somebody else

to fake the numbers with him.

- Why would someone want
the two of you

to inflate the numbers?

- Inflating numbers triggered
a payment

to the Toronto Electric Company

for electricity they never
had to deliver.

Then Kerr and I got
$20 every week.

- Oh. Ah, did Mr. Kerr begin
to balk at the arrangement?

- He said he didn't train
to be an engineer to turn crook.

He wanted to stop.

- But doing so would expose
the wrongdoers

and it would stop the flow
of money to you.

- I told him not
to rock the boat,

but only because Kerr
said they were dangerous.

- All right.

I'll need to see everything
that you have on this matter.

Otherwise, it's straight
to the cells for you.

- I didn't hurt Kerr, I swear.

You need to look
at the Toronto Electric Company.

They're the ones getting
the extra payments.

- I will. But you're not
off the hook just yet, Mr. Virk.

(door closes)

- Louise.

Are you sure this
is a good idea?

- I told Detective Murdoch
I wouldn't mention

the murder and I didn't.
I'm merely suggesting

that the relationship between
the Hydro-Electric Commission

and the Toronto Electric Company
should be investigated.

- That's what we're doing.

And that's likely
what got Mr. Kerr killed!

Doesn't that make you nervous?

- I'm not worried.

- Well, perhaps
we would find out more

if we didn't publicize
what we're doing.

- Or maybe this will bring
the wrongdoers

out into the light.

- Mayor Vaughan.
This is unexpected.

- We do work in the same
building, Chief Constable.

And I've been thinking,
as mayor,

I should be overseeing
your office more.

- Is that so?

- Steering the ship.

Starting with one
Miss Louise Cherry.

I assume you read
her latest article?

- I don't read The Sentinel.

- Hm. Don't play coy, Thomas.

You've used her newspaper
before to air

your false allegations
and conspiracy theories.

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

Any information I've given
Miss Cherry in the past

is totally accurate.

- Tell one of your constables
to have her arrested for theft.

Immediately.
- Theft of what?

- She claims
to have read documents

stolen from the Hydro-Electric
Commission.

(scoffs)
- Ridiculous.

- She must be publicly
discredited.

She has impugned
the good name of my friends

at the Toronto Electric Company.

- Oh, I know what this is about.

I will not arrest a journalist
for insulting your cronies.

- That is a direct order.

- Then take it up
with the Board of Control.

And while you're at it,
you can explain to them

how you want to use
the constabulary

to protect
your nefarious mates.

- You may have saved me
from an attack.

That doesn't mean
your position is safe.

I could have you gone
in a minute.

And don't you forget it.

(sighs)

- So you suspect Mr. Virk?

- I have to admit,
I very much doubt

that he would kill
just to keep a bit of extra

money coming his way each week.
- Hm.

I think whoever's behind
the scheme

would have much more to lose.
- I agree.

I've sent Watts down
to the bank that handles

all of the Toronto Electric
Company's accounts

to see if there
are any withdrawals

that match the amounts, but...
- Mm. It's a long shot.

Kerr and Virk were both
paid with cash.

Could've been from
a private account.

Thank you, Sergeant.
- Sir,

this article that Louise Cherry
has written

about the Ontario Hydro-Electric
Commission.

- She doesn't write a word
about Kerr, but yes,

she does speculate
about corruption

between the Ontario
Hydro-Electric Commission

and the Toronto
Electric Company.

- Which could be the very reason
why Mr. Kerr was killed.

And now this article could make
Louise Cherry the next victim.

(sighs)

- It's from Mr. Tucker.

"You were right about
the information

regarding Grant's Haberdashery.

Petrucci admits it was a ruse."

- Well, it's a good thing
for Tucker he passed that test.

- Hm.

- I'll go look in
on Louise Cherry.

- Well, your article certainly
did get results.

Chief Constable Brackenreid
said Mayor Vaughan

was in his office
howling for your blood.

- Let him howl. What can he do?

- Louise, have you
been paying attention?

That man is capable of anything.

- Men like him should be afraid
of the press.

We can sometimes do
what the courts can't.

(knocking)

Who is it?

(knocking)

I'm not answering
until you identify yourself.

(tense music)

(gasping)

- Hello, ladies.

(laughing)

- Hold it right there!

(grunting)

- Detective Murdoch!
- How did you--?

- I came to warn you of danger,

but I see it already arrived.

- Who is he?

- Mr. Tony Petrucci.

- I wasn't gonna hurt anyone.
Just scare 'em a little.

- I don't believe you,
Mr. Petrucci.

- Hm. That's your right,
I suppose.

- Can you tell me why
the bullets from your gun

are a match for the one
that killed Mr. Kerr?

- It's a common gun.

- Well that may be,

but every gun barrel
leaves unique markings

on a bullet as it's fired.

I'm going to test this gun,

but I'm fairly certain
it's going to tell me

what I already know.

- Then why bother?

- Because it will tell me
that you killed Mr. Kerr.

- That gun could have been used
to kill someone,

but you can't prove
that I fired it.

- Why were you going after
Louise Cherry?

- Retrieve some papers
she stole.

- On whose orders?

- I can't say.

- Even if it means
the difference

between prison or the noose?

- What I will say

is they took me out to lunch
at the Langford Arms.

It's a nice place. You been?

- And did you tell them that you
would carry out the killings?

- I told them that I could
make introductions.

What they did with that
was up to them.

I keep my hands clean.

That's what's put me on top.

- Well, you're not on top
at the moment, are you,

Mr. Petrucci?

And I'm going to make sure
that you never are again.

- What do you want?

- Take this to the Inspector.

Tony Petrucci told me
to get rid of this,

so there may be something
important inside.

Hey.

Put in a good word
for me, would you?

- Mr. Kerr's suitcase.

- Yes. There are copies
of the files

I brought to Louise's office,
but plenty of paperwork

I've never seen before.

- So Mr. Kerr had a crisis
of conscience

and didn't want
to accept bribes anymore?

- According to his fellow
engineer Mr. Virk, yes.

- Haven't found anything
definitively linking

the Toronto Electric Company,
or any specific person

working at that company,
to the bribery.

- Oh, and the bank records show
no significant withdrawals

from their accounts.

- We could get a judge's order

to examine the entire business.
That could take months.

- Ah, look at this.
The gang's all here.

Miss Cherry, I've been told
by the mayor

to have you arrested.
But don't worry.

When I arrest you,
it'll be for something

you've actually done wrong.

- We're just looking into
some of the materials

from the Virk hydro case.

- Find anything?

- Company files always have
a language all their own.

- What's this?

Receipt for lunch
at the Langford Arms.

- Excuse me?

The Langford Arms.

That's where Mr. Petrucci
told me he met with the men

who hired him to kill Mr. Kerr.

He didn't give me any names,
of course.

- Somebody charged the bill
to an expense account

and signed it Selby Drew.

- Selby Drew.

That's Mayor Vaughan's
secretary.

- What's he doing mixed up
in all this?

Is he a partner with
the Toronto Electric Company?

- No, there's only Mr. Tate,
Mr. Frye,

and a third partner who wasn't
at the substation opening:

Richard Tauber.

- Richard Tauber?

- That's the police officer who
Vaughan had killed last year.

- Cheeky bastard.
Murdoch, with me.

- Excellent work, Frye. E--

What's the meaning of this?

- Mr. Frye?
- Yes. Who are you?

- Detective Murdoch,
Toronto Constabulary.

- This is a private meeting.

- This time, we've got you
bang to rights, Vaughan.

- I'm tired of this.

Might be time for you to clear
out your desk, Brackenreid.

- Oh, no, sir.
You are under arrest.

- For what?
- For commissioning the murder

of Mr. Kerr, an engineer at
the Hydro-Electric Commission.

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

- You're a secret partner
at the Toronto Electric Company,

aren't you?
Under the name of Tauber.

- You used the name of a man
you killed, you arrogant git!

- You were bribing Mr. Kerr
to artificially inflate

usage numbers
at the Hydro-Electric Commission

and that triggered a payment
to the Toronto Electric Company

sending money straight
into your pocket for usage.

- When Kerr wanted to expose
the whole deal,

you had him killed.

- Well, I'm leaving.

- You're not going anywhere,
sunshine,

because I have a feeling
you're involved in this

up to your eyeballs!

- This is ridiculous!

Accusing the mayor
and my company

of paying $5,000 to kill a man?

Well, I've never
heard such rot.

- No one said how much
was paid to kill Mr. Kerr.

- That's the first
I've heard of that.

I had nothing to do
with Mr. Frye's plot.

Nor did I attend any meetings,
clandestine or otherwise.

- Mr. Frye?

- Mayor Vaughan...

...knew nothing about this.

- Don't be scared of him.

With your cooperation,

he won't be able
to hurt anyone else.

- Mayor Vaughan...

...knew nothing about this.

- You heard the man.

Stop browbeating him.

He's admitted his malfeasance.

- Mr. Frye,
you are under arrest.

- Well, Mr. Frye is going
on the record

regarding both the bribery

and the hired killing
of Mr. Kerr.

- And Vaughan?

- Mr. Frye claims
that he acted alone,

that Vaughan had no involvement
in any of this.

- You believe him?
- Of course not.

- Well, then charge him!
If you can't get the head

of the snake, settle
for whatever part you can.

- I consider it a badge
of honour that Mayor Vaughan

would try to have me fired.

- I can see the headline now:

Intrepid Reporter Battles
Hydro Corruption.

- It'll be snappier than that,
but it's true, isn't it?

And I can write about Mr. Kerr's
bravery in coming forward, too.

- And you must include
that the Ontario Hydro-Electric

Commission was a victim
of embezzling.

Right. I'm off to see
a man about a dog.

Good evening, gentlemen.
And ladies.

- Well, I was relieved to learn
they had no knowledge

of any wrongdoing.
I think that making electricity

a public entity is a good thing
for the province.

- How's your electricity
enterprise going, Detective?

- Oh! I've contacted
my acquaintance,

Thomas Edison,
and I've requested

one of his batteries
so that I can properly

store the energy I gather
with my solar array.

- You know Thomas Edison?
What did he say?

- He hasn't replied just yet.

- Well, uh, good night, all.

I'm afraid I have briefs
to read.

- I'll go with you.
I need to stop by the cobbler

near your house.
- Oh, the Spanish one

just up the street from me?
- Mm-hmm.

- What a lovely man.
I heard he was just married.

- Ay. Solo mi suerte.

- We should leave.
I told him nine o'clock.

- Right.

- Tucker!

- Detective Murdoch.

I thought I was just meeting
with the Inspector.

- Wanted to thank you myself.

We wouldn't have a case
if it wasn't for

your inside information.

That was brave.

- Thank you.

Does that mean I can come back?

- You know that's impossible.

- With Tony in jail,
I'm not in danger anymore.

- I wouldn't be so sure
about that.

Besides, you can't
rejoin the constabulary,

especially after
all you've done.

- You should be in jail yourself
for what you did.

- What do I do now?

- Get out of Toronto
and start life anew.

This time,
make it an honest one.

(soft tense music)

- Hey, hey, hey, whoa.

(horse snorting)

- Hello, friend.

My auto has given up the ghost.

- I could take a look.
- I'd appreciate that.

You mind if I warm myself up?
- Go ahead.

(animal calling)

- Evening.

- What are you doing here?

- You didn't think you could
just leave, did you?

- It's exactly what I'm doing.

And don't even think about
going after my wife.

She's gone, too.

- I've got a message from Tony.

- I don't want to hear it.

- That don't matter.

(gun cocks)

Has to be delivered.

- Please.

(gunshots)

(theme music)

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