All language subtitles for Frankie Drake Mysteries S03E06 1080p BluRay x264-BEDLAM (1)

Thanks for inviting me out,
Frankie.

Between work and studying,
I've been a bit of a hermit lately.

It's the final push.

Yep. And now
that the chemistry exam's done,

it's just pathology
and ethics left.

You are gonna kill pathology!

Hahaha! Very funny!

- I try.
- Haha!

Ethics is a real problem though.
There's just all this legal jargon.

It's like I'm reading a foreign language.

You're gonna be out of the
classroom and into the clinic

- in no time.
- Yeah, I guess.

You guess? Flo, all you ever talk about
is wanting to be a doctor.

It's just I'm so used
to cadavers.

What if I'm not good
with patients

who are, you know, alive.

- You are wonderful with people.
- It's gonna be

- absolutely fine.
- Frankie! Look.

♪♪♪

What do we do?

- We stay very, very calm.
- Come on.

Whatever it is,
it's not worth it.

Get away from me
or I'll jump!

OK, look. There's gotta be
something we can do

or someone we can call.

- There isn't anything anyone can do.
- I've got nothing left.

(Flo): Whatever's down there
isn't worth jumping for.

♪♪♪
- You don't understand.

Well, then help us to.

Someone is trying
to ruin my life.

So you thought you'd help them
by jumping off a bridge?

I can't take it anymore. Uh-uh,

the mishaps were
one thing, but now!

- Now what?
- What do you do about

the mis-shipments?
You buy the factory,

that's just
smart business sense.

But, no! Someone tries
to ruin that for me too!

- Who? Who does?
- If I knew that,

- do you think I'd be up here?
- Well, if that's what you want

she can definitely help.

Meet Frankie Drake,
the best P.I. in the city.

I've already been through
all this with the Pinkertons

and the police. It's no use.
Just leave me alone.

Look, I can help you.

(train rolling on tracks)

- I promise I can help.
- Be careful.

(train whistle)
- OK. Oh! Ah!

- Flo! Flo!
- (Flo): Come on. Careful.

OK.
(man grunting)

- You saved my life.
- You're welcome.

You find the jerk
who's trying to ruin my life,

and then maybe
I'll thank you.

(theme music)

(woman scat singing)

(door chime)
♪♪♪

(Trudy): I've always wanted
to come to this place.

The stuff in here cracks me up!

- Oh!
- Hahahaha!

I didn't know you liked
this kind of stuff!

Oh, you should blame
my father. He used to play

- tricks on my mom all the time.
- Look at that,

there's still things
we don't know about each other.

- Is that him?
- Yep.

That's Ernie Penny.
♪♪♪

Ah! You're here,
thank goodness!

I-I've come up
with a list of everything

that's gone wrong
in the last month.

- Mr. Penny.
- This is my associate, Trudy Clarke.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.
- You'll see that the saboteur

has been involved
in every aspect of my life.

"Mis-shipments,
incorrect orders,

- staffing problems..."
- Personal attacks

are on the other side.
Flip it over.

You have been stood up
on several dates?

Multiple occasions, yes.

There's noise complaints
at your rooming house.

Several of them, yes.

What about this deal
that fell through?

I was set to buy Shipman's
Toy Factory for a song!

- I had papers drawn up and everything!
- And then?

And then some other bidder
swooped in

and bested my offer!
Yesterday!

It does sound like a string
of bad luck, but are you sure...?

- I'm here about the roaches!
- The what?!

Now, it could take
a few sessions...

(door chime)
...if the infestation

is as bad as you said it was

- on the phone.
- No, no, no, no. I assure you,

I have never spoken to you,
or any other exterminator

- for that matter.
- Oh, I got it right here.

"Ernie Penny,
Penny and Pound Emporium."

Just scram! Shoo!

- Go!
- OK, well you still owe me for the call.

♪♪♪

(door chime)

You still think
that it's all bad luck?

OK, let's just start with
the basics here: can you think

of anyone who would want
to do all of this to you?

Yes. Amos Pound.

- As in Penny and Pound?
- The one and the same.

- Amos used to be my partner.
- Where is he now?

Your guess is
as good as mine. He quit

in a huff and I haven't heard
from him since. He...

he didn't even
clean out his desk.

(phone ringing)
Excuse me.

Ahoy hoy.

Are you sure about
this guy, Frankie?

- I made him a promise.
- Alright. What's first?

Why don't you stay here
and see what you find out

- about this Amos Pound.
- And where are you going?

To see if I can find out
who outbid Ernie.

For the last time,
I did not call an exterminator!

You owe me for this.

(Trudy sighing)

Oh...

♪♪♪
- (man): Another, please?

Ah, sorry,
what were you saying?

- The sale of your factory?
- Ah, right.

Uh, I don't know

what to tell you, Miss Drake.
I got a better offer.

Mr. Penny was under the
impression that no one else knew

- the factory was for sale.
- I guess someone found out.

- Don't you find that a little odd?
- A sale is a sale.

Can you at least
tell me who bought it?

- I... I don't know.
- What do you mean you don't know?

The buyer wanted
to remain anonymous.

The whole thing was

handled over the telephone
with a secretary. Now,

you are welcome to stay
and help me toast

my retirement, but I am done
talking about toys.

♪♪♪

Purchase orders,

utility bill...

Hello.

Yes, City Hall, please.
Records department.

(phone ringing)

- Bill Peters speaking.
- Bill, hi. It's me.

Can we reschedule lunch?
Something's come up at work.

Of course. Everything OK?

- Ah, everything's fine.
- Just usual work excitement.

(small chuckle)

How about tomorrow night?
Get a drink at Jelly's?

Yeah, that sounds
really great to me.

man: [I'm sick and tired
of this, Mr. Penny.]

- Uh, who is this?
- [If you're gonna be]

[on the phone this long,
get a private line!]

Sir, I'm sorry. This isn't...

[Don't "sorry" me!
Have some consideration!]

I'll take that
as my cue to go.

(Bill chuckling)

- See you tomorrow night?
- Sounds good.

♪♪♪

"If, in the course
of treating a patient,

"you come to learn
confidential information

"that may affect
the well-being of others,

do you have
the obligation to report?"

I don't know. Maybe?

Flo, you have
to take this seriously.

I am! It's just
all so theoretical.

How you know the right thing to do unless
you're actually in the situation?

Oh, I guess
that's a good point.

- Hmm.
- OK.

"If two doctors
have competing ideas..."

♪♪♪

Thank you for coming by,
Mr. Pound.

- What can I help you with?
- Well...

...your ex-partner believes
someone is trying

to ruin his life.
(Amos laughing)

Ernie always had
an overactive imagination.

So you're denying having any involvement
with his recent troubles?

- 100%.
- Even though the split was acrimonious?

Everything with Ernie is
acrimonious. It's why I left.

Are you sure it's not
because you got a better offer?

- It helped.
- He said

the two of you were thinking about buying
Shipman's toy company before you left.

- Ernie was, yes.
- Did anyone know about that plan?

Anyone from
your new factory, maybe?

Not a soul. No. Why?

- Well, someone outbid him yesterday.
- He lost the sale.

- Ooof! It's bad luck.
- But it wasn't me.

- Then who?
- I'd start with the ex-fiancée.

OK.

Ernie Penny.

If I never hear that name again,
it will be too soon.

Is this about the ring?

'Cause if it is, you can
tell him I've already sold it.

- No, it's not about the ring.
- Look, he's in quite a lot of trouble.

Well, that man deserves
whatever he gets.

I understand you're upset,
but he could lose his business.

And you think I have
something to do with it?

We're investigating
the possibility.

No man who would
break off an engagement

over the telephone
deserves a second thought,

much less the energy it would
take to ruin his business.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

OK, last one:

"What parties, if any,

"do you have to take
into consideration

"when attempting
to gain informed consent

from an unconscious patient?"
(door closing)

- Frankie and Trudy!
- No, Flo.

- No, no, no. I mean, look!
- Oh. Oh, hey, gals!

Hey.

(fart noise)
(Frankie's friends laughing)

- Trudy.
- Frankie!

(laughing)
- Let me guess: your father's?

- His prized possession.
- So, how's the case going?

- Oh, slowly!
- The buyer wants to remain anonymous.

Everything else that's happened
to Ernie seems so random.

That doesn't sound
like much to go on.

Yeah, especially when so many
people have a problem with him.

- Really? He seemed alright.
- Neurotic, but alright.

Tell that to his neighbour.

Guy practically
yelled me off the phone,

ranting about how Ernie
was hogging the party line.

- The phone.
- What about it?

Well, that could be the connection
to all of Ernie's troubles.

♪♪♪
The exterminator,

he never called; the mis-shipments;
the false orders.

You think someone's
listening in on his phone calls?

It would be easy enough for someone
to get all that information on him.

- Yeah, but who's the someone?
- There could be

dozens of people
on a party line.

Well, we need to find out
who all of them are.

- Let's go!
- Sorry, guys.

OK.

Alright.

(woman): Nice seeing you.

Absolutely not!

Our phone records
are strictly confidential.

Of course,
I completely understand.

But surely you could make
an exception just this once?

That sort of thing
won't work on me, Miss Drake.

- Come back with a warrant!
- (operator): Hi, mister.

I'll take you through.
Thank you. Have a nice day.

- So what now?
- Well, normally I would say

we come back after hours,
but the phone exchange

is open around the clock.
We need to get into those files.

What are you thinking?

I have something
that might help.

Good old stink bomb
should do the trick.

Always prepared.

(Trudy giggling)

- Oh, my gosh!
- (women coughing)

What is it? Oh!

(Frankie coughing)

I'll get the party line records;
you get the personnel files.

(manager):
Back to work, ladies!

Come on! Do not abandon
your stations!

What's he doing
back in here?

This place isn't gonna
run itself!

- Look at this.
- (operator): Is it alright?

The smell is becoming
more tolerable! Come on, ladies!

These phone calls
will not answer themselves!

Let's get this back
to the office.

♪♪♪
Do you have another stink bomb?

I thought you'd
never ask.

Oh! Oh, my goodness!

♪♪♪
- Go, go, go!

(heaving noises)

Oh!

Oh! All I can smell is sulphur.

Haha! I gotta
hand it to Ernie:

that is the best stink bomb
I've ever smelled.

Spoken like
a true connoisseur.

Well, my dad taught me well.

Although he's more
of a whoopee-cushion guy.

So the apple doesn't fall
far from the tree.

- Oh, you think I'm bad?
- You should see my brothers.

Jacob once put one of those
on my mother's seat in church.

Mildred must have
been furious.

Oh, she was so embarrassed
we had to change congregations.

(both laughing)
- Oh, no.

Well, does your dad have any tips
on how to get the smell out of clothes?

Well, I once heard
tomato juice helps.

I think we should just throw them out.

What am I gonna do with all
the tomato juice I just bought?

You know, I just read
this article

about a cocktail that is all the rage

- in Paris.
- Mmm...

(smooth jazz)

You know, I hate to admit this,

but tomato juice and vodka
kind of work.

Mm-hm. Sometimes
the French get things right.

Haha!

- OK.
- OK, so

Ernie shares a party line
with nine other households

and that's a lot of people
to investigate.

Frankie?

It's not the party line.

Someone has been
tracking Ernie.

Other people as well,
it seems like.

But how? Operators aren't allowed
to listen in on phone calls.

Well, allowed or not, they are.

There's dates, times,
what the conversations are about.

So this book belongs to
whoever is trying to ruin Ernie?

Seems that way.

Look at this:
there's a page ripped out.

♪♪♪
Can you hand me that pencil?

"Margaret Robinson."
Is she on the personnel list?

♪♪♪
- Uh...

No. No Robinson unless she quit
when she bought the factory?

There's entries here
from today.

OK, so maybe Margaret Robinson's
a pseudonym?

Unless she changed her name.

- How are we going to find out which it is?
- We need to get in there.

Alright. Well, Mr. Millard
knows who we are already;

there's no way
he's gonna hire us on.

- It's not us he's gonna hire.
- ♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter)

Our operators must give
a triple A performance

- at all times.
- "Triple A performance."

OK, got it. Um,

what does triple A
mean exactly?

They're expected
to be accurate, agile

and to comport themselves
with an amazing attitude always.

Is that all?

The rest you'll
learn on the job.

Good luck.

(operators talking indistinctly)
- One of these women

is responsible for driving
Ernie up on that bridge.

But how do we know which one?

♪♪♪

Well, if Margaret Robinson
changed her name,

- there's gotta be a record of it.
- Hopefully, Bill can find it.

Hopefully, Flo and Mary are having luck
at the phone exchange.

(jazz music)

(knocking on door)

- Knock-knock.
- I thought we were meeting tonight.

- Don't get up! Don't get up!
- We are. Just wanted to make use

of our best inside man
at city hall.

- Man on the inside, huh?
- Makes me sound so important.

- Oh, believe me, you are.
- The last record officer...

- Mr. Mclntyre.
- He was no help at all.

- And not nearly as cute.
- Well, how can I refuse

- you now? What do you two need?
- The record of a name change.

- What's the original name?
- Margaret Robinson.

- Easy as pie.
- Give me five minutes.

♪♪♪
Take a seat.

Hello, this is
your operator.

(overlapping chatter)

(girl): Happy birthday,
grandma! Can't wait to see you.

Connecting you now.

I think my arms
are gonna fall off.

My arms are fine,

it's my backside
I'm worried about. Ah!

Standby for Walnut 3327.

Ahem! How are you two
settling in?

(Mary and Flo sighing)

You'll get the hang of it.
I'm Lilian.

- I'm Flo. And this is Mary.
- Hi.

- Say hello, Mary.
- Triple A performance, Flo.

- Mary, it's fine.
- (Flo and Lilian chuckling)

How do you keep up
with it all?

Honestly, as long as you don't
get pulled into the drama, you'll be great.

- The drama?
- On the line.

Listening in on personal phone calls
is the number one way

operators fall behind.

And the number one way
they get fired.

- Do a lot of operators really do that?
- Oh, you would be surprised.

Just plain rude if you ask me.
Anyways, better get back to it.

And if you have
any questions at all,

please feel free to ask.
We operators look out for each other.

(Flo): Thanks, Lilian.

Doesn't really narrow down
our suspect pool.

What's the game plan? How are we gonna
root out Margaret Robinson?

Uh, uh, can we talk
about it on break?

♪♪♪
Yes, stand by, Adelaide 212.

So... you and Bill seem to be
in a good place.

We're in a great place, actually.

Last week, he did
the sweetest thing.

So, I wasn't able to find
a record of a name change.

- Well, thank you for looking.
- However, I did find this.

It's Margaret Robinson's
last known address.

- You're the best!
- Jelly's tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

Thanks, Bill!

- Hello, this is your operator.
- (overlapping chatter)

I'm gonna return this
to its hiding place.

Frankie said to keep an eye out
in case someone comes back for it.

- Yes. Yes, I understand.
- Alright, right away.

(man):
Well, I've been telling June

she has to lose weight.
What do you think?

I think you're an idiot.

- Sorry?
- I always knew people were dummies,

but after one hour here, that conviction
has climbed to new heights.

(giggling)
- Especially men.

- Ugh!
- Right, Edna?

You wouldn't believe
the things we hear.

- Ohhh...
- I'm Busy. She's Edna.

- Flo.
- You need a break, Flo?

- I never thought you'd ask.
- Haha!

(operators speaking indistinctly)

- Can I help you?
- Oh. Ah, no... I just...

Well, I saw that you have
such lovely penmanship.

Hm. I said that we look out
for one another, not spy on each other.

- Sorry. I...
- I ju... I'm sorry.

I'll... I'll just...

While we are on the subject
of clueless males,

- I have a confession to make.
- Oh?

Don't tell anyone,
but I was fired

from my last job
for messing with a co-worker.

I worked in a medical office.
I had this intern, Bart. Ugh!

He drove me crazy. And one day,
I just couldn't take it anymore.

- What did you do?
- I started with silly stuff.

You know, like, um,
moving his equipment

when he wasn't watching
or cancelling

meetings, stuff like that,
but then the boss found out

and - pfft - here I am.
- Well, good riddance to them

- if they couldn't take a joke.
- Thanks.

And now that I'm sitting here
hearing all these fools on the line,

I gotta tell you:
I am tempted to teach them

a thing or two.
Do either of you have the urge?

- Hm. Every single day.
- (Flo): Uh-huh?

Hahaha!

(romantic piano music)
- Never felt this way before.

- Neither have I.
- I... I love you, Diana.

I love you too, Marcus, forever.

- Do you need a refresher on the rules?
- No.

- I just...
- It's kind of rude to be nosy.

♪♪♪

Are you sure
this is the right address?

- Yeah. This is it.
- 1025 Rusholme Road.

So Margaret Robinson's a nun?

I don't know,
but I'm guessing he can tell us.

Excuse me!

Hi. Hi there.

I'm sorry to bother you.
I'm wondering

if you can help us out.
We're looking for a woman

named Margaret Robinson and
this was her last known address.

Margaret Robinson
was a novitiate here,

- but she's no longer with us.
- Why is that?

She was asked to leave
two years ago this past Easter.

A novitiate kicked out
of the order?

- That doesn't happen every day.
- What did she do?

- I'd rather not discuss that.
- Well,

can you at least
tell us where she went?

Did she leave
a forwarding address?

- I'm afraid not. I'm sorry.
- Well, do you have

a photo of Margaret?
Something in the archives?

All records of Margaret Robinson
were destroyed.

I'm sorry.

- Sounds like there's a story there.
- I'll say.

Something tells me
she might spill the beans.

- (Trudy): Lovely begonias!
- Oh.

Did Sister Margaret ever
help out with the garden?

I haven't heard
that name in years.

- Did you know her?
- Only by reputation.

She was the talk of the parish
when I arrived.

So you never met her?

- What was said?
- Gossip is a sin.

She was asked to leave because
she had relations with a man.

- Hmm.
- Thank you.

Ah. A nun?!

No, of course
I've never dated a nun.

- Isn't that illegal or something?
- Or something.

What does a nun have to do
with someone trying to ruin

- my life anyway?
- We're following a lead.

You're sure you've never met
anyone named Margaret Robinson?

I'm 100% certain!

And it sounds like you don't think
Amos Pound is behind all this.

- We don't.
- Your former partner accepted

- a job at a rival company, but...
- He what?! That scoundrel!

It doesn't mean he has anything to do
with the trouble you've been having.

- Well, do you have any other suspects?
- Because I'm this close to having

- to sell the store to pay my creditors.
- We're working on it, Mr. Penny.

"Working on it,"
what does that mean?!

It means your case is
our number one priority.

- OK, good.
- Thank you.

Good. I could really use
some good news.

We'll call you the minute
we have any leads.

(romantic piano music)

Sorry for calling again.

I just needed
to hear your voice.

- I'm glad you did.
- I've been thinking.

- About what?
- Our future, Marcus.

- I want to be with you forever.
- (Mary): Awww...

I want to be with you
forever too.

I already have
my grandmother's ring.

- Oh, Marcus, I love you.
- (Mary gasping)

Mary? There's a call for you.

Uh, thank you.

Hello? How may I help you
as your operator?

Just one moment, please.
Yes, putting you through.

- Hello?
- Mary, hi.

Calling to see how
everything's going over there.

- Oh, hi, Trudy.
- Well, I won't speak for Flo,

but this job is fascinating.

- That's... great.
- Look, I want to give you

an update on the person
we're both looking for.

- Oh, I see. We're speaking in code.
- Good idea.

You never know
who might be listening in.

Well, this person used to be in the habit
of going to church quite often.

So we're looking
for a devout woman.

Very. A real sister of God.

- We're looking for a nun?
- Flo?!

- Hi, Flo.
- How did you get on the line?

- One of the perks of being an operator.
- Alright, Trudy.

[So we're looking for a nun?
Is that everything? Because,]

if so, we really should go.
It's quite busy around here.

You know you're not really supposed
to be answering calls, right?

Well, of course, but we can
only do what we are here to do

if we don't get fired.
We'll see you tonight!

So then Diana's mother
gets on the line,

and she says if they don't stop
seeing each other

she's going to send Diana to...

Have you been listening in
on more calls?

- No.
- (Lilian sighing)

Looking out for one another
has its limits.

I would hate to have
to tell Mr. Millard about this.

Come on, Lilian,
it's your last week.

Relax and have a little fun.

I don't consider listening in
on people's phone calls fun.

So why is it your last week?

Company policy
when you're getting married.

Matrimonial retirement,
we call it.

We're taking Lil out tonight to celebrate.
You two should join us.

- We'd love to.
- Where are you meeting?

- We haven't decided yet.
- Well, there's a great new

speakeasy down in the Ward
called Jelly's.

- Sounds like fun.
- Be there at 8?

We wouldn't miss it
for the world.

♪♪♪

(groaning)

- I am so tired I could die.
- I don't know

how I'm gonna find the energy
to study after a day like this.

Other than exhausting,
how is it?

- Infuriating.
- Do you have

any idea what stupid and
offensive things people say

when they don't think anyone's listening?
I had half a mind

to tell someone
where to shove it.

I think we need to find out
who Margaret Robinson is

- before you do that, Flo.
- If you insist.

- Anyone get close to the book?
- Not a soul.

But we are keeping
our eyes peeled.

- Anyone suspicious?
- Well, there's Lilian.

Caught her taking notes today,
and she got very huffy

when I asked her about it.

- Lilian? Really?
- Yes!

And she's getting married too.

So I'm thinking if she is
Margaret Robinson,

it could be to the man

that she got kicked out
of the nunnery for.

Lilian seems like such
a rule follower though.

And Margaret Robinson left her
holy vocation for a man.

So we're looking
for a rule breaker.

- Alright.
- Well, what about Busy?

You got to know her
a little bit today.

A little. I sense
that she's the office gossip.

Maybe she can get you the dirt
on the other operators.

That's the hope. A couple of drinks
at Jelly's ought to loosen her tongue.

- Oh my gosh!
- Speaking of which, we are late!

Does that mean
I have to get up?

- Yes! Put your... shoe on!
- (Flo): Alright, alright. Argh!

- Everything hurts. Everything.
- Oh, prtt!

(indistinct speaking)
(jazz music playing)

Cheers.

Sorry, Bill. I know it was
just supposed to be us two.

- Ah, it's OK.
- I find your work fascinating.

Even when we're just
doing surveillance?

- Even then.
- Another ginger ale, please.

(jazz music playing)

Well, I may not get to church much
these days, but every morning

and every evening, Jesus and I
have a really good chat.

- How lovely for you.
- Any of you ladies have a close

and personal relationship
with our lord and saviour?

♪♪♪
No?

Well, I prefer to put
my faith in things I can see.

Like toys. Have you gals

seen what they're selling down
at the Penny and Pound

these days? It's miraculous.

Gals, I'd like you to meet

- my oldest friend in the world...
- Hi!

- ...Miss Julia Berger.
- Hi.

- (Flo): Very nice to meet you.
- Frankie, isn't that...?

- That's Ernie's ex-fiancée.
- (Trudy): She just happens

to be the best friend of the
telephone operator from the exchange?

I think we just found
Margaret Robinson.

(tramway bell ringing)
Thank you for coming.

Why am I here, Miss Drake?

And why did you insist
I bring Busy with me?

- It's about Ernie Penny.
- I've already told you I have

nothing to do with whatever's
going on with that man.

- Well, what about your friend?
- Me?

Someone at your telephone exchange
is tracking Ernie's calls.

You're the only operator with
a personal connection to him.

- This is ridiculous.
- Your best friend taking

revenge on the man who hurt you?
I don't find it

- that ridiculous.
- I swear,

I'm not. I wouldn't!

♪♪♪
- I should have guessed.

Mr. Penny, we weren't
expecting you.

I always knew that you and all
of Julia's friends hated me,

but I didn't think you'd stoop so low
as to try to ruin my business!

- Leave her alone, Ernie!
- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Mr. Penny, please!
- Miserable brats, both of them!

- I am very sorry, ladies.
- You'll pardon me

if I'm not interested
in your apologies,

or anything else from you,
Miss Drake.

- (Lilian): Hello. Operator.
- How may I help you?

- Yes. Right away.
- Morning, Edna.

- Morning.
- Streetcar was late.

Oof. Morning, Lilian.

- Can I help you?
- [Cherry 5942, please.]

Right away, ma'am.

(woman 1): I called
as soon as I could.

(woman 2):
Archie stepped out again.

- With his secretary this time.
- Oh, June!

He didn't even try to hide it?
Ah, that is so awful!

(woman 1) Not in the slightest.

Why can't men just be satisfied
with what they have?

God only knows.

(romantic piano music)
- Convent school. I'll...

I leave tomorrow.

- She can't just do that, Diana.
- She did.

I don't want to live
without you, Marcus,

- but what do we do?
- I don't know.

- (Flo): Hello? Yeah, ma'am.
- ♪♪♪

Connecting you now. Uh-huh.

Yeah. OK.

Bill found
Busy's birth records.

She's telling the truth:
she is not Margaret Robinson.

My gut says there is
something in this notebook

- that will lead us to her.
- But this is just pages

and pages of calls
that she was tracking.

Well, maybe we're going
about this wrong.

- What do you mean?
- How many printing houses

in Toronto are binding
ornate notebooks like that?

♪♪♪
- There can't be many.

Do you think we can track
Margaret Robinson

- if we could track the notebook?
- It's worth a shot.

(Trudy): Look at this.

"Beene Printing." I know that.

We walked by there
the other day.

It was a few doors down from
the church that we were just at.

Yep, that's
definitely one of ours.

Do you remember the woman
who you sold it to?

We didn't sell it to a woman,
we sold it to a church.

Haskell and I do the printing and binding
for every catholic church in town.

- Wow! Must keep you busy.
- Busy is what we like.

We're looking for a novitiate
named Margaret Robinson.

- Does that name ring a bell?
- What business

- would we have with a novitiate?
- Well, she's right down

- the street at St. Andrew's...
- Like I said:

we don't have any cause
to have business with novitiates.

Thank you for your time.

They definitely know
who Margaret Robinson is.

It looks like the husband
wanted to say something.

- Mhm.
- Oh, I gotta go.

- Ernie's gonna be at the office.
- What for?

He said he had
some exciting news

that he couldn't tell me
over the phone.

His moods make me dizzy.

Alright, you handle that;
I'll see if I can get

- anything out of Haskell alone.
- OK.

(overlapping chatter)
- Of course.

Connecting you right now.
How may I place your call?

- I'm sorry I'm late, ladies.
- You would not

- believe the morning I've had.
- What happened?

Dragged into
some private detective's office

and accused of using this job
as a way to spy on Ernie Penny,

the single worst man
I've ever met.

Busy, that's terrible! Why-why don't you
take a moment to calm down?

- (Busy): I am calm.
- And I'll tell you what's terrible.

I was about to give these so-called
detectives a piece of my mind

when Ernie comes in
and screams at me.

- What in the devil happened?
- (Busy): I don't know.

(murmuring):
What are you doing?

I think Lilian is
Margaret Robinson.

(murmuring): What? Why?

Well, because she took
the notebook and she was

- very sketchy about it too.
- What's all that?

I don't know. It just looks
like random numbers and letters.

- Phone numbers?
- I don't know. Look.

- These are stock tips.
- What?! Is that what she's been

scribbling down
this entire time?

- Shhhh!
- No, I will not shush!

She's reprimanded me twice today
for listening in on calls,

and here she is
doing it herself!

It doesn't mean she's necessarily
the person who's messing with Ernie.

I am tempted to walk
into Mr. Millard's office.

- Oh my gosh!
- What?

It's a contract for the sale
of the toy factory.

You are right:
Lilian is Margaret Robinson.

(door opening)
- Frankie Drake?

- My dream! My lucky charm!
- Mr. Penny.

Call me Ernie, I insist.

Ernie, what's the good news?

I've found
a silent partner for the store.

Or rather a silent partner
has found me.

You've turned
my fortunes around.

I appreciate the compliment,
but that wasn't my doing.

Well, whatever the case,
I'm grateful.

I still want you
on the case of course.

- Of course.
- Don't want whoever's trying

to bring me down
to get away with it.

- Go on, give 'em a sniff.
- No, I'm OK.

Come on!

What reflexes!

Well, Trudy has been keeping me
on my toes the last few days.

Good woman!

Well, I'm off to meet
the new partner.

Speak soon, Frankie Drake!

(phone ringing)

- Drake Private Detectives.
- Frankie, we found her.

I'm just going
to drop these at St. Mark's.

- Be back in a few.
- Mm-hm.

- Forget something?
- No. But I think you did.

I don't want to talk
about Margaret Robinson.

- Oh. So you do know her.
- Not anymore.

What's that supposed to mean?

I haven't seen her since she
tried to ruin my wedding, OK?

- Ruin your wedding?
- Why would she...

You're the man she was
kicked out of the nunnery for.

- I loved her.
- I really did.

- Thought she was the one.
- So what happened?

- I'm a Catholic.
- Guilt happened.

- So you split up.
- I couldn't take the idea

that she lost her vocation
because of me.

Hm.

Well, you wouldn't happen to
have a photo of her, would you?

(sighing)
♪♪♪

Don't tell my wife.

♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter)

Frankie, you're never
gonna believe this!

Who is she?

- (Edna): Hm.
- (whispering): It's Lilian.

She took the notebook, so Flo
and I went through her purse

and we found stock tips
and this.

Which one is she?

She's the one
in the blue dress.

Can I help you?

Why are you trying to ruin
Ernie Penny's life?

I'm sorry. Who?

Ernie Penny,

the owner of Penny and Pound
toy company.

I've never heard of him.

♪♪♪
- If you've never heard

of Ernie Penny, then why are you
tracking his calls?

I don't know what you're on about,
or who you are for that matter!

This is the lady detective who dragged me
into her office this morning.

Well, I don't know
what you want with me, but...

This is your book, isn't it?

Only since I found it
this afternoon.

And you are the new owner
of Shipman Toy Company?

♪♪♪
- So what if I am?

I was under the impression
that my client and the owner

were the only two people
who knew it was for sale.

Well, I overheard
Mr. Shipman talking

- about how he wanted to retire.
- You overheard how?

On the phone.

Well, isn't that the pot
calling the kettle black?

So this has nothing to do
with Ernie Penny?

Like I said,
I've never heard of him.

What in blazes
is going on out here?

You two, in my office now!

The rest of you,
back to work!

♪♪♪

(door chime)
(Trudy gasping)

Oh! Oh! Ugh!

(door chime)
♪♪♪

- (woman): June, hi.
- I just read an article

in the Ladies' Home Journal
and thought of you.

Apparently, coffee can help you
lose weight fast.

Sure, if that's all
you're eating.

(woman): "Melts the fat away,"
so they say.

I thought, since Archie's
wandering again...

(June): He said if I didn't
lose the baby weight soon,

he would leave me.
If he does that, I lose everything!

(Flo grunting)

(romantic piano music)

I'm leaving
on the 7 o'clock train.

I'll meet you
at the station.

You can't;
Mother's coming with me.

It can't end like this,
on the phone.

I need to see you
before you leave.

I don't think
I can get away.

So this is it?

Hello, this is
your operator speaking.

[Meet me at City Hall
at 4:30 p.m.]

What? Why?

Because I can help you.

Of course. Hello, this is
your operator speaking.

Yes, ma'am.

Building yourself
a little nest egg, Lilian?

I wouldn't have to if you
didn't have such archaic rules!

Do you know I need to quit my
job because I'm getting married?

That policy is in place
because married women's

- priorities are different, and...
- That policy is ridiculous.

- That is your opinion, but...
- Do you know how hard this job is?

How little
operators get paid?

I've given six years of my life
and the way that I see it,

I'm entitled to use a little of
what I hear to... to get ahead.

- Hey, Frankie!
- Trudy needs us at the toy shop.

- Now.
- Let's go.

You can't just walk out
in the middle of a shift!

- Yes, we can.
- Because we triple A quit.

Triple A?

♪♪♪

- Trudy!
- Oh!

- Ernie's got Margaret Robinson inside!
- That's Edna!

- Oh, my God!
- I never would have guessed!

So she must have overheard Ernie
saying something untoward one day

- and decided to ruin his life because of it?
- Yeah, that'd be my guess.

My thing is how did
Ernie find out before we did?

Ernie said that a silent partner just
"found him." Maybe Edna decided to take

her sabotage off the phone
and into the real world.

We need to get in there
before he does something.

(door chime)

(Ernie): And then you lure me
to my own store

pretending to be the answer
to all of my problems.

And for what?
To laugh at my expense?

As if outbidding me
for Shipman's wasn't enough.

I swear, I don't know
anything about a Shipman's.

- I... I just...
- Shut up!

I don't want to hear
your pathetic excuses.

♪♪♪
- Put the gun down, Ernie.

You were supposed to be
my lucky charm!

I said that I would help you
and I will.

How?

What Edna did was wrong,

but she didn't buy
the toy factory.

I know who did
and I have a plan,

but you need to put down
the gun now!

Ah... Oh!

(lively music)

AH!

- Hi, Edna.
- Or should we say Margaret?

I was trying to make the world
a kinder place.

By ruining Ernie Penny's life?

- And not just Ernie's.
- What about

Norma Embleton?
What did she do?

Or William Kumar,
Matthew Parker,

or all of the other people
you were listening to?

You know what these people
are like, the things they say,

when they think
no one is listening.

Doesn't any part of you ever
want to teach them a lesson?

What happened to
"judge not lest ye be judged"?

I left the church
when it abandoned me.

- It certainly judged me.
- So you became God?

These people...

all anonymous
behind their telephones,

all spouting lies and cruelty

and hatred;

you don't think they deserve
to be held to account?

- By you?!
- I just wanted to make things right.

Ernie Penny
almost jumped off

of a bridge
because of what you did;

do you call that
making it right?

I didn't mean for anything
like that to happen. I swear!

You didn't think your actions
would have consequences?

Not like that, I didn't!

I guess it's time for you
to start repenting.

♪♪♪

So I have a lawyer on standby

ready to draw up the papers
to make you

co-owners and operators
of Shipman Toy Factory.

I don't know
about this, Frankie.

That may be the one thing
we agree on, Mr. Penny.

I'm sorry. I thought the two
of you would be thrilled.

"Thrilled"? Are you kidding?

No, I'm not.

Given that the alternative
is me calling the police

and having the two of you
thrown in jail.

Thrilled is what I was going for.

- Here you go, June.
- Oh, I didn't order this.

I know, but I read
about this amazing new diet

in the Ladies Home Journal.
It's called divorce.

I highly recommend it.

You can lose 200 pounds
almost overnight.

- Delicious. Thank you.
- (Flo): My pleasure.

Have a nice day, Archie.

(indistinct chattering)
- (woman): Oh, there you are.

- What are you doing here?
- (Trudy chuckling)

I figure I owed you a date

where you weren't
watching me work.

(both chuckling)
- Sounds perfect.

♪♪♪

Oh! Boy, am I glad
to see you two.

- Mary. What's up?
- Uh,

we need a witness.
Do you have a minute?

- Who's "we"?
- My, um...

my friends are
getting married.

- "Friends"?
- Oh, well. Acquaintances.

Really. From where?

I met them
while I was working undercover.

I overhead them
talking on the telephone.

It's such a tragic story.

Diana here, her mother's
going to send her to a nunnery.

You know what, Mary? It's OK,
I don't need the details.

- So will you do it?
- There's a minister inside.

It will only take a minute,
I promise.

What do you say?

- I'd be honoured.
- I love weddings.

Come on.

(chuckling)

(theme music)