All language subtitles for Murdoch.Mysteries.S17E06.WEB

The Society
of the Flourishing Self.

It's an unusual name
for a health retreat.

- Trust me.
You're going to love it.

I'm certainly curious.

I have to say, though,

place like this, Effie,

it seems like an unusual
fit for you.

- I'd have said the same
a month ago.

It's hard to describe,
but ever since I started

coming here, I just feel upbeat!

- Well, it could be partially
due to being out of the city.

- I believe some of it's due
to the country air,

but it's mostly this teacher
and the practices he's invented.

- I wouldn't trust 'em
if you asked me.

- Oh, why do you say that?

- Well...

they ain't very considerate
neighbours, for a start.

- Oh, you live around here?

- Next property over.
- Oh.

- Them folks ain't nothing
but a bunch of misfits.

- The society is a bit
unorthodox,

but, uh, the practices speak
for themselves.

Come, Julia.

- I fear we may be overdressed.

- Yes, the attire does require
some getting used to.

- Detective Watts?

- I didn't realize you were
a member of the society.

- Well--
- I've never seen

you here before.

- I'm not a member,
though I have visited

a number of times.

I'm intrigued by the teacher's
idea of a unified self.

- What exactly is that?

- A self with no secrets.

- Good morning, everyone!

My name is Setia.

I'm Serigalo's assistant.

A welcome session
with the teacher

will begin shortly in the hall,

but in the meantime,

non-residents should change
into their whites

and choose seeker names.

- Non-residents?
People live here?

- Those who require
a more intensive experience

can stay as long as they like.

- Like a sanatorium?

- No, like a retreat.

- And what exactly
is a seeker name?

- A word you choose
that embodies

what you're looking
to gain here.

It's how the teacher
and everyone else

will refer to you.

- How fascinating.

- I never thought I'd miss
the structure of a corset.

- It does take some
getting used to,

but you'll be grateful
for the freedom of movement

once classes begin.

- Welcome.

- Thank you.

- Welcome.

- He's here.

- Oh my.

- Yes, he cuts quite
a figure, doesn't he?

- What on earth is he wearing?

- Serigalo says it's a...

traditional garment
from India.

- It is hot there.

I suppose it's designed
to keep them cool?

- Ah!

My dear Joy. Welcome back.

- And Harmony.

Wonderful to see you.

- The pleasure is mine.

- And you are?
- Oh! Dr. Julia Ogden.

- Oh. I mean your seeker name.

- Oh! Uh...

- Come, Julia.
You get to choose a name.

- Oh, oh,
well. Uh, I'm-I'm here--

- Ah! Seeking presence
in the present.

A lofty aspiration.

Welcome!

Here.

And welcome, seekers.

I am Serigalo.

I founded this society
after traveling the world

for many years

in search of a means
of unifying my heart...

and mind,

which were often at odds.

The teachings I offer
are practices I created,

which gave me the unification
I was seeking.

Movement to strengthen the body.

Guided contemplation...

to centre the mind.

Breathwork...

to unleash the spirit

and unbosoming...

to know the heart.

Learn these practices
and I promise you, too,

can be unified.

Dear God!

- Setia, get help.

- She's not breathing.

Dear God.

She's dead.

- I'm so sorry that such
an upsetting occurrence

has marred your first visit
to the society.

- Had she been ill at all?

- Not that I know of.

- And what was her legal name?

- So many questions.
What are you? A detective?

- Yes. Outside this community,

I'm a member of
the Toronto constabulary.

- Oh! I see.

Do you suspect foul play?

- I'm just gathering information
to help local authorities.

- Her name was Alison Becken.

- When was the last time
either of you spoke to her?

- Uh, this morning.

She was planning on foregoing
the welcome ceremony

to... practise her breathwork.

- And what exactly
is breathwork?

- It's a form
of deep and rapid breathing.

It's beneficial
for self-awareness,

emotional release and clarity.

- Speaking of, we need to plan
for the rest of the day,

considering what happened.

You'll call the police?

- I will.

Though I doubt anyone
will make it out today.

- Then I suppose it's up to us

to determine what happened
to Miss Becken.

- I'm curious about
this breathwork.

It sounds akin
to controlled hyperventilation.

- Mm. I've tried it
once or twice.

That's a fair definition of it.

- Well, it sounds like it
could be dangerous.

- N-no, not at all.

Serigalo would never teach
something that would cause harm.

- Well, perhaps not knowingly,

but bodies can react
in surprising ways

to extreme experiences.

I'd like to do a more
thorough examination.

- In the meantime,
I'll ask around,

try to get a sense of Alison's
movements this morning.

- I think we should inquire
into her state of mind, as well.

There must have been a reason
why she chose to do

this breathwork instead of
attending the welcome session.

- How long did you know Alison?

Oneness.

- Six weeks.

We've shared a cabin
since I arrived.

- Did you get on well?

- We were very close.

The society is like a family.

- And how did she seem
this morning?

- She'd returned to the cabin

after I'd gone to sleep
last night and...

was up and out when I woke up.

- Is that unusual?

- She'd been having extra
sessions with Serigalo.

- What-what kind of sessions?

- I wouldn't know.

- How long had she been here?

- Seven or eight months,
I think.

That's a long time

to be removed from the world.

- May seem so.

But it can be necessary
for a sensitive soul

like Oneness.

That's why I created
the society.

To give people solace.

- Society has changed
my life, Serigalo.

Truly.

- Ah, but what is the goal?

Do your teachings

strengthen these sensitive souls

so as to return
to the real world?

- You don't think
this is the real world?

- Well, uh...

- That tells me that
you're not yet

present in the present,

Here.

Ah! Just the man
I wanted to see.

- Morning, sir.

I just came by to get this.

- Is that right?

- Yes. Julia is at
a health retreat in Huntsville,

so I thought I would
take the opportunity

to give my bicycle a tune-up.

- That'll be quick work.

You'll have more than
enough time for this.

- Nathaniel Ryther,

3 Gracevale Street.

What's this about?

- Ryther is a friend of mine
from the Masons.

His wife's disappeared.

You're to find her
and bring her home discreetly.

Is there a problem, Murdoch?

- Not at all, sir.

- Good. Because Ryther's
expecting you

in half an hour. Good luck.

- Are you all right?

- As long as we live,
we are blessed.

But I must admit
I am feeling the loss

of Oneness very acutely.

- Perhaps you should
try some stretching?

As you said,
intentional movement

is a good way to process--
- Process emotions. Yes.

How wonderful to have
your teachings

reflect back from your students.

- That's a beautiful ring.

Is it significant in some way?

- It is a reminder...

of why I-I do this work.

Freedom will miss sharing
a cabin with Oneness.

Perhaps you could stay with her?

She could use your energy.

- Hm. You've gotten right to it.

I didn't intend

on doing an internal
examination,

but... once I found this...

- What's this?

- It's a mix of blood
and saliva.

I found it in
the victim's mouth and throat,

which got me curious.

It suggests she died
of asphyxiation.

- She choked on something?

- That's the interesting thing.

I found no signs of
a foreign body in her windpipe.

I believe the asphyxia
was due to poisoning.

- Poisoning? By what?

- The spasms before she died

suggest some kind of paralytic,

perhaps water hemlock,
or strychnine?

- Neither of which is something
someone would ingest willingly.

- Well, exactly.
Meaning this was a murder.

- Eleanor took a trip
to Niagara Falls

a month and a half ago
but never returned.

- May I ask, Mr. Ryther,

why you've waited until now
to look for her?

- I presumed she'd come
home eventually.

- But something's
changed your mind?

- A wire transfer
withdrawing funds

from our household account
earlier this week.

- And you took that as a sign

that your wife wasn't planning
on coming home?

- I took it as a sign Eleanor's
being held under duress.

She knows better
than to make a transaction

like that without my permission.

- Very well. I'll do my best
to get to the bottom of this.

- Yes, see that you do.

Here's a photograph of Eleanor
for your reference.

- Thank you.

I'll begin by having
a detailed look at this room.

- Do as you please.

Someone poisoned her?

- Keep your voice down.

- We're alone in the woods,
Julia.

- Well, be that as it may,
we don't know anyone here

well enough to know
who we can trust.

- I spoke to two people
who said our victim

had an argument
with Serigalo last night.

- You're not suggesting
he killed her, are you?

- I'm not suggesting anything.

- Well, this Serigalo does have
an intense sway over people.

- That's not evidence
of wrongdoing.

- True, but it's not
very healthy,

especially for those
susceptible to undue influence.

- People believe
in his teachings.

That doesn't mean
he's bewitched them.

- Well, I didn't say
that it does,

but if he fought
with Alison, then--

- And what was this
supposed fight about?

- We don't know, as of yet.

- Then I suggest we not
get ahead of ourselves.

- Mm.

- Forgive me, Effie,
but I'm not sure

you're entirely objective

when it comes to the matter
of Serigalo.

- Excuse me?

- I've seen the way
you look at him.

- And what is it
you're suggesting, Julia?

- Movement class begins
in ten minutes.

- Oh.

- Thank you, Stillness.

Think I'll go
and freshen up first.

- Surely you see it, too.

She's enamoured with him.

- She was rather passionate
in her defense,

but it's George
she's truly enamoured with.

- Well, George is away

and we all have
moments of weakness.

This will be a nice step up

from the tent
we were meant to share.

- Well, I sincerely hope
you don't think

Serigalo's undue influence

had anything to do
with me agreeing

to room with Freedom.

- I didn't mean to suggest

that you would really
let your fondness

for him blind you. I-I...

- I should hope not.

- I just wonder...

whether you've come
to the society

seeking to fill the hole
left by George's absence.

- This has nothing
to do with George, Julia.

This must be Freedom's.

Julia.

- What is it?

Strychnine.

- You don't think--?

- What are you doing
in my things?!

Those are mine.

- Strychnine is quite poisonous.

- Not according to my doctor.

He gave these to me as a tonic
for my nerves.

Not that I need them now,
thanks to Serigalo.

- Did Oneness ever have
any of those tablets, Freedom?

- Of course not.

A nerve tonic was
the last thing she needed.

- She wasn't an anxious person?

- The farthest thing from it.

Why are you asking
these questions?

- Oneness was poisoned.

Possibly with strychnine.

- And you...? You think I...

did it?

- Well, I'll have to test
these tablets to be sure.

- Do you really think she could
have poisoned Alison?

- Luckily, there's a simple way
to find out.

Strychnine is insoluble
in water.

The more this tablet dissolves,
the less strychnine is present.

- It's disappeared completely.

- Freedom's tonic doesn't
contain enough strychnine

to harm anyone.

- Then I believe
an apology is in order.

- I assume you are familiar
with this room, Miss...?

- Franklin, sir.

And I am. I've been
with the Rythers for two years.

- Does anything appear
to be missing or out of place,

as far as you can tell?

- No, sir.

It's just as it was when
Mrs. Ryther left on her trip.

- And you've kept up
your cleaning duties

of this room while the lady
of the house has been gone?

- I dusted just the other day.

- Oh!

Well, if that is the case,
Miss Franklin,

then perhaps you can
explain to me

the significance of this.

Something has clearly
been removed

from this mantle
since you last dusted

just the other day.

- Oh.

How strange.

- Hm.

Perhaps we should ask
Mr. Ryther about it?

Good.

Good.

And arms wide as if
to capture the sun.

And release.

Bringing your hands together
and clasp...

in the centre.

And breathe.

May peace be in your mind

and in your hearts.

- For those of you here
for the first time,

recordings of Serigalo's
guided contemplations

are available for purchase
in the office.

- How entrepreneurial.

- Shh.

- Our apologies, Calm.

He's still working
on coming into alignment

with his seeker name.

- Clearly.

- I noticed you two
were late to class. Did

you find something?

- Yes. Some tablets
in Freedom's room

that contained strychnine.

- Oh?
- But not enough

to kill anybody.

- So not her.

- No, but I'd still like

to search the area where
Alison does her breathwork.

Perhaps there's
something there?

- I want to speak with Serigalo,

find out what he and Alison
argued about last night.

- I really don't think th--

You know what? Never mind.

You'll realize eventually
he has nothing to do with this.

- Serigalo?

- Joy. Here.

- Sorry for interrupting you.

- No, not at all. Please, sit.

- I understand this
is where Oneness

did her breathwork this morning.

- Yes. I was hoping
to feel some of her energy.

- I also understand that
you two argued last night.

- We had a constructive
conversation

rooted in passion.

- And what was this constructive
conversation about?

- Oneness had plateaued.

That's why we were having
private sessions.

She struggled...

with not progressing
more quickly.

- I bet you had
some wise words for her.

- No, actually.

When in a moment
like Oneness was in,

all a teacher can do
is listen and be supportive.

Pushing only causes more pain.

- Speaking of teaching,

ah, are you about to start
another breathwork session soon?

- Not for a few hours.
- Oh.

- Well, in that case,

would you guide me through
a breathwork session?

- Of course.

- It isn't what you think,
Detective.

I didn't steal,
or anything.

But you do
know what's happened

to the missing item
from the mantle.

Miss Franklin, my duty
is to locate Mrs. Ryther.

I've no wish to bring
you any trouble.

- Swear you won't tell
Mr. Ryther?

- That depends what you tell me.

- It's a vase...

what's missing.

A very valuable one.

Mrs. Ryther asked me
to bring it down

to Crawford's Pawn Shop
to be sold.

- You've had contact with her?

- A telephone call
the other morning.

I think she waited
until she knew

Mr. Ryther would be at work.

- What happened
to the money from the sale?

- She asked me to leave it
with the clerk;

said she would pick
the money up herself.

I know how it sounds,
Detective,

but it's the truth. I swear!

- Did you find anything?
- Possibly.

There's a ledger in the office;

students are donating
large sums to the society.

- Even Alison?

- She gave five hundred dollars.

- That's a lot of money.

- Especially to learn
teachings that are,

when you look closely,
nothing but a mishmash

of traditions
from other cultures.

- Well, yes. I suspect Serigalo

invented unbosoming
after reading Dr. Freud.

- Hm.
- But if you know this,

why do you still come?

- Serigalo's idea
of the unified self

is intriguing, regardless of
where his teachings originated.

- Are you still...

trying to reconcile
your private proclivities

with your work?

- Yes.

- And you think Serigalo
can help you with that?

- Ah, I'm willing to give him
the benefit of the doubt.

- Well, maybe not everyone
feels the same way.

- What are you suggesting?

- Well, what if Alison
discovered that she'd paid

to learn something
that she could find for free

in the library?

Serigalo might do a lot
to keep that quiet.

- Did you find anything of note

where Alison
was practicing breathwork?

- I did.
- Mm.

Incense.

- What if Alison
didn't ingest strychnine,

but inhaled it?

- From the incense, you mean?

Wouldn't she have realized?

- Not necessarily.

Strychnine burns
colourless and odourless.

- We need to find out
where that incense came from,

and I have an idea
where to start.

- And relax.

Wonderful... work.

How do you feel?

- I-I feel...

I feel like there's a...

a storm in my heart and--

I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

I'll give you time to process.

This might help.

Light this...

Practise your contemplation.

And we can speak later.

- If Serigalo gave Alison
the incense that killed her,

there may be remnants
of strychnine in here.

- Llewellyn?

I believe this is strychnine.

- We may have found our killer.

- And he's with Effie right now.

- Wh-what? What? Ow!

What's going on?

- Take deep breaths.
We'll explain later.

Where's Serigalo?

- I don't know. I, he...

He left five minutes ago.

- Just breathe.

- Why would someone attack you?

- I don't know.

- Vengeance is
an obvious motive.

- What? No! I can't be held
responsible for what happened.

Oneness' death
was clearly an accident.

- Uh, no. It was incense
laced with strychnine.

Presume this is yours?

- Yes, but I-I-I share
that with others

who need extra support.

- Such as Oneness?

- Yes. And Joy, earlier.

- Why do you think
that I need extra support?

- Your heart and mind
are at war, Joy.

You love and yet you despair

and you want to escape
those feelings

by any means necessary,

but I did not know that incense
was laced with anything!

- Please, try to sit back.

- If that's true,

the killer could have been
targeting you all along.

I heard what happened.

We must send everyone away
to protect Serigalo.

- I don't think
that's advisable.

If someone's targeting him,

everyone here is a suspect.

We need to keep them
in our sights.

- My mala, where is it?

- Ah, it was broken
in the attack.

- No.
- Judging by the marks

on your neck,
the attacker may have tried

to strangle you with it.

- I must have the ring
that was strung upon it back.

- I'll try to find it for you.

- And how do you plan
to ferret out the scoundrel

trying to kill Serigalo?

- For starters, I'd like to know
if anyone might have had motive.

- Yes. Our neighbour,
Percy Delwyn.

He hates us.

- Then I'll speak to him first.

- Wait! I may have more luck.

He drove us in
from the train station.

Here. Apply pressure
until the bleeding stops.

- Very well. I'll check alibis
of the other fellowship members.

- Wait!

Setia can do that with Joy.

Please, stay here.

I need you to keep me safe.

- Mr. Crawford.
- Detective Murdoch.

Can I help you?
- I have a few questions.

I believe a woman came in
a few days ago

looking to collect some money
for a vase.

Perhaps you recognize her
from this photograph?

- I'm afraid I can't help you.

One of the chief reasons
for my success

is the discretion
I show my customers.

- I happen to be familiar
with the owner of said vase

and I suspect that he would
not appreciate

knowing that you purchased it

without proper
documentation of ownership.

- Vase? Hm. What vase?

I don't know anything
about a vase.

- Mr. Crawford,
I-I just need to know

if you recognize the woman
from the photograph.

- She was in a few days ago.

- How did she seem?

- Fine.

- Not under any duress?

- None that I saw.

She was in a real hurry, though.

- Did she say why?

- Something about a train.

She had to get back
to a social

something-or-other
in Huntsville.

- Might she have used
the word society?

- Yes! That was the exact word!

You should be a detective.

- That's a list
of everyone here.

Should make checking
the alibis easier.

- Thank you.

- Have you found
the teacher's ring?

- No, no sign of it.

- That's a shame.

Well, everyone should've been
doing their chores

when Serigalo
was being attacked.

- Sorry to bother you.

- Not at all.

- Thank you, Freedom.

You go by Calm, is that correct?

- Yes.
- A-and your legal names are...

your legal names
are Nora and David.

Is that right?
- That is. What of it?

- Were you working here
together all afternoon?

- We have been.

- What's with all the questions?

- If you must know,
we're looking into the--

- Joy was just helping me
to confirm

everyone's set up
with chores.

- There was no need to lie.

- And even less need to worry

those who are innocent
with the truth.

- What on earth?!

- Apologies. Ah, I didn't
recognize you in that getup.

- That is no excuse.

- Sure it is. I don't let
any of that society lot

trespass on my property.

It's not my fault you got
indoctrinated so fast.

- I did no such thing.

In actual fact, I'm quite
suspicious of the whole thing,

especially that Serigalo.

- Is he the one that runs around
in his underthings?

- Actually, it's...
traditional undergarment

but... that's beside the point.

Uh...

You said that you don't
trust the group.

What do you think's
going on over there?

- Ol' underthings
is nice enough, I guess.

It's that lady I don't trust.

- Setia? What has she done?

- She's buying up all the land,

blocking my access
to my best fishing spots.

She's a bully
and she's a criminal.

- Criminal?
Why would you say that?

- I got proof. I'll show you.

To know someone

thinks me a fraud.

It's devastating.

- But perhaps not
entirely wrong?

- What do you mean?

- You're charging students
handsomely to teach them

little more than adaptations
of ancient practices.

- I know nothing
about the money.

Setia handles all that.

- Hm.

And your teachings?

- If you are familiar with them,
why are you here?

- That's not relevant
at the moment.

- Oh, please. Humour me.

- Very well.

I've been searching for a means

of unifying the public
and private parts of myself.

Thought you may have
something to offer.

- A unified self does not
necessarily present itself

in its fullness at all times.

- I'm not sure I follow.

- You can be unified within...

without sharing
that fullness with others.

For example,

I am Serigalo, the teacher.

But outside the society,
I am simply Steven Lukas.

- Ha.

So, you admit
you're a fraud.

- No.

No.

I believe in my teachings.

And I am Serigalo,

but it's not my whole self.

It's a persona I adopt to...

encourage my followers
to believe in my teachings.

- Does that make it
any less a lie?

- If it is a lie,

then it is a useful lie
for those I serve.

Harmony,

the only thing that matters
is that you know,

and are comfortable with,

your true self.

That's what frees us

and truly unifies
the heart and mind.

- Lovely garden you've got here.

- Oh! Yes, it is.

I can't take credit for it.
I'm just in charge

of pulling the weeds.

- Have you been working
out here alone all afternoon?

- Yes! My own personal
bit of heaven.

Setia and Serigalo
saw what I needed

when I came a few months back.

It's been a balm.

- Your name's Joseph, correct?

And you go by
the seeker name Peace?

- Yes.

I came seeking it after
the loss of someone close to me.

- Have you found it?

- Hm.

I'm working on it.

You go by Joy?

- Yes.

- Have you found the joy
you're looking for here?

- No. I-I think I'm...

beginning to understand
why that is.

- Where did you get this?

- Percy Delwyn,
the man who lives

on the next property over.

Apparently Setia
is a confidence woman

by the name of Alice Shen.

- Says here she was jailed
for several months

after attacking someone
who found her out.

- Do you think this could
be related

to the attempts
on Serigalo's life?

- Perhaps he uncovered
her past misdeeds

and wanted her out?

- She does handle
all the financial dealings

for the society,
and judging by the sums

in the ledger,
she had a lot to lose.

- Does she have an alibi
for the time of his attack?

- I didn't even think to ask.

- I think it's time we did.

- Setia! Stop!

- He attacked me!

She's blackmailing me.

- Blackmailing?
- How?

- I'm leaving the society

and she won't give me back
the money that I paid!

- No, those were donations!

- Donations for living expenses

that I no longer require!

- What does this have
to do with blackmail?

- She has recordings
of my unbosoming sessions

and she said if I went
to the police about the money,

she's going to give
that to my family.

- Is that true?

- Does Serigalo know?

- No! He would never.

Please don't tell him.
I beg you.

- You're exploiting someone's
innermost secrets.

You deserve no favours.

- Well, it turns out
that you were right

about Serigalo,
and I owe you an apology.

- You were right, too.

About me using this place

as a way to fill
the hole left by George.

- You shouldn't feel
badly about that.

It's a completely understandable
reaction to missing someone.

- I'm just so worried about him.

And angry! He left without
so much as asking me!

- He'll be back before long,

safe and sound. I'm sure of it.

Julia?

William?

- Thank you, Julia.

- What on earth are you wearing?

- Well, uh, hello to you, too.

The more pertinent question
is what're you doing here?

- Oh! The inspector has me
looking for his friend's wife

that's gone missing.

- You think she might be here?

- I do.

Do you recognize her?

- Oh, that's Freedom!

- Freedom, you say?

- Ah, well, it's the name
that she goes by here.

- Ah!

And where might she be?

- Shameful.

Recording unbosoming sessions.

And blackmail.

- So you didn't know?

- Of course not.

- Were you aware of this?

- Yes.

Setia had told me that
she had turned over a new leaf.

Clearly, that's not the case.

May I speak with her?
- Yes.

For all her many faults,

it seems as though
Setia isn't our killer.

- How can you be sure?

- She has no motive.
Serigalo knew about her past.

- But the-the blackmail
and the recordings?

- Were both news to him.

She may have attacked Calm
to keep her secret,

but she had no reason
to kill Serigalo.

- Then who in heaven
is trying to?

- Something tells me those
recordings may give us a clue.

- Strange.
It's already unlocked.

- Good Lord! There must be
two dozen recordings in here.

- Blackmailing students.

I can't believe
you'd do such a thing.

- I was trying to protect you.

And the society.

In case we were ever
faced with questions.

- You've been making
them that long.

- Ever since Well
began to struggle.

I was worried that something
terrible would happen.

And I was right.

- I'm sorry. Who is Well?

- Uh, Joey Knight,

former student.

He killed himself
six months ago.

- Those initials, JK,

it was his ring on your mala?

- And his ring that disappeared
when you were attacked.

The two things must be related.

- Perhaps there's something
of interest

on one of Well's recordings?

But one of them is missing.

- None were missing earlier.

I checked before
I spoke to Calm.

- Which means someone's taken it
in the last hour.

Is anyone currently
at the society

connected to Joey?

- Ah, I don't believe so.
- Hm.

- None of the current students
were here before he died.

- It's Peace.

- How do you know?

- His legal name,
it's Joseph.

- He did arrive shortly
after Joey died.

- And he told me that he came
here seeking peace

after the loss
of someone close to him.

- I've an idea
where to find him.

I try to let go of bad thoughts,

but they just
come back stronger.

It's as though
there's a monster...

- Peace.
- ...inside of me

telling me I'm worthless.

- Joseph.

- I never meant to hurt Oneness.

- I know.

The incense was intended
for Serigalo,

but when that failed,
you tried a more direct attack.

- He pushed my son
to take his own life.

He deserves to be punished.

- Maybe.

But not by you.

- I know I'm going to jail,

but please...

just give me...

...one more minute...

to hear my Joey's voice.

This was recorded
just a few days before... he...

You're not trying hard enough,

Joey. If you wanted to be
free of these thoughts,

you would be!

I don't
know what to do!

- I am...
- Please.

Help me, Serigalo.
- So terribly sorry, Peace.

- I won't have peace until
you pay for my son's death.

- Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

- You came all
this way to find me?

- At your husband's request.

- Nathaniel does nothing
for six weeks,

but the minute I touch
the household accounts...

- Why didn't you tell
your husband where you were?

- If I told him,

he would probably
have had me committed.

- So you wish to stay?

- I do.

I finally know
what it is to be at peace.

I'd like to keep it that way,

if you'll keep my secret.

- Seems you're losing
some students.

- Well, even if only
one remains,

that's reason enough
to carry on

the work of the society.

- You plan to stay on?

- Of course.

And I hope to see you both
back sometime soon.

- Oh, I-I think it's time
that I...

return to being just...

Effie.

- But you're still
so conflicted. I can see it.

- I am, but...

I think it's time
that I learned to face

the despair I'm feeling rather
than chase some impossible joy.

- That is so brave.

- Thank you.

- And Harmony...

will I see you again?

- Oh...

I don't think so.

Though I am grateful
for what you've taught me.

I used to believe I was lying

if I wasn't bringing
my full self

to my job
and my public life.

- And now?

- Well, our conversation earlier

made me realize some separation

between my public
and private selves

may be a benefit...

to all parts of my life.

- That is wonderful to hear.

Is that you, William?

- It is indeed.

- How did it go
with the inspector?

- Oh, I don't think he actually

believes that I haven't
found Eleanor yet.

Oh!

Am I interrupting something?

- Not at all.

I'm just practicing
the stretches

I learned at the society.

It turns out I am a lot more
flexible than I imagined.

- Is that so?

- Yes.

I could show you
if you'd like.