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- We going to be much
longer, sir?

- Oh. I thought you'd like
to clear your mind

And enjoy the day before
you start your first shift

At station house number four.

- Uh, I feel more at home
on a horse, to be frank.

Is this a test
before I get the job?

- You already have the job,
constable Roberts.

You just need to decide
if it's a good fit for you.

- I'm up for a challenge.

- Well, then, enjoy the exercise
and the scenery.

- It's, it's pretty country,
sir,

But usually when I work
this hard,

I aim to get somewhere.

- Oh. Well, cycling is more
of a journey than a destination.

But there is something
we will be seeing

Along the way this morning.

- Oh. Is it nearby?

- Oh, yes. Yes.

Just a few more miles.

- Miles?

okay...

Okay...

People were wakin' snakes
back in chatham

When these were being built.

Pardon my opinion, but I,
I think these

Look god-awful hideous.

- Really?

I find their angular geometry

Juxtaposed against
the random chaos of nature

To be quite stunning.

- If you say so, sir.

- But more importantly,
constable,

This new power line system
will be delivering electricity

To the far reaches
beyond toronto.

- Wasn't there a film
where an elephant was killed

By electricity?
- Oh.

- Now, if it could do that
to a beast that big,

Imagine what the volts
could do to you or me.

- Fear often stands in the way
of progress, constable.

- Oh, dear god.

Help! Help!

- This way.

- Call the constabulary!

- No need.
You've found them. What is it?

- I just found a dead body.
- Oh, my.

- It's all right. Just breathe.

- Sorry. I've just never seen
a dead body before.

- Bullet wound
to the back of the skull.

This is a murder victim.

- What do you see, sir?
- Mushrooms.

- Corpse mushrooms.

- You're familiar
with hebeloma fungi?

- Uh, well, I know them
as corpse mushrooms.

They grew on the grave
where I buried my dog, dooley.

- Right. It's a common byproduct
of cadaver decomposition.

Look just there.

Where the ground has just
slightly subsided.

- More of them.

You don't think...?

- Unfortunately, yes.

Right, contact station house #4,

Tell them we need
more constables,

Our clothes,
and that we may have found

More than one dead body.

- Right away, sir.

- Take photographs from every
possible direction.

Gentlemen, let's proceed
to removing the bodies.

Uh, take your time.

Keep your eyes open
for any possible clues,

However small they may be.

And, uh, mind where you stand.

Uh, detective Watts.

Were you able to locate
the local sheriff?

- I was.
It's a one-man operation,

So he's very happy that
we are intervening in this.

- Detective.

Found another one.

- Who's the new constable?

- It's Teddy Roberts.

He's supposed to start
with us tomorrow.

- Well, this is a bit
of a rude awakening for him.

- May as well see
if he takes to the work.

- Another body.

Were they all killed
at the same time?

- Judging by the rate
of decomposition,

I'd say roughly
the same time, few days apart.

- Thank you all for answering
my questions.

And if you think
of any further information,

Contact station house four

And ask for detectives Murdoch
or Watts.

- Can you see here,
this cluster?

Hebeloma aminophilum,

Otherwise known
as the ghoul fungus

Due to its tendency to propagate
on decomposing remains.

- Ghoulish indeed.
But fascinating.

ah, Watts.

Have you learned
anything from the locals?

- Nothing of note. They all seem
baffled by this tragedy.

Have any locals been
reported missing recently?

- None.
- No.

- According to
the sheriff's office.

- Detectives. Inspector.
- Ah, thank you

For arriving so promptly,
miss Hart.

- What have we learned
so far about the victims?

- A surveyor discovered
the first body

In a shallow grave,
and we've uncovered two more

In our investigation.

- Killed by the same method?

- So it would seem.

- Do you believe
there's a sequential

Killer on the loose?

- Certainly looks that way.

Have you investigated

Many multiple murders,
detective?

- Unfortunately, yes.

We call them
sequential killings.

- Good then.
You have experience.

And are you up
to this grim task, miss Hart?

- Oh, it'll be quite
the challenge

Examining all
the bodies simultaneously,

Given the size of the morgue.

- We'll find a bigger space,

Hopefully not too far
from the crime scene.

- Pardon me.

Name's McAfee.

I own a farm just up the road.

I may be able to help.

- Are you certain that plank
is strong enough to hold a body?

- Seems pretty sturdy
to me, miss--

- Violet Hart.

So can you get your live body
off that and a dead one onto it?

- Right away, miss Hart.

- Careful!

He might be dead,
but he's still people.

We're sworn to protect

Even those who have already
passed on.

- Indeed, constable.

Any initial findings,
miss Hart?

- Oh, not just yet.

All the bodies have been
stripped of clothing,

Personal effects
and identification.

- The killer wished to conceal
the identity of the victims.

Chief constable brackenreid
should be brought up to date.

I'll travel back to the city
to brief him.

- Inspector.
- Detective.

- Where should we go
from here, detective?

- None of the victims
have any identification.

With this many of them,
the avenues of investigation

Are limitless.

- Well, I suppose
we have to pick one.

- I have a suggestion for you.

- A possible lead, mr. McAfee?

- Maybe.

There have been whispers
around town

In regard to farley hurd.

He hunts squirrels
in this neck of the woods.

It's possible that
he might have seen something,

Or maybe done something.

- Where might we find
this mr. Hurd?

- Hurd keeps to himself.

I think he built a shack
in the woods,

North of where
these poor souls were buried.

- Right. Thank you.

Roberts. With us.

- Right away.

- Oh, uh, constable Roberts,
detective Watts.

- Ah.
- Good to meet you, sir.

- Uh, n-not sir.
Just, uh, detective.

And when we're not on duty,
llewellyn.

- Where I'm from,
everyone is sir or ma'am.

Uh, my father used to say
first names are for friends.

- I'm certain we'll get there,
constable. Let's go.

- Sir. Do you see
the vultures circling?

- That's never a good sign.

- Shall we?

- Suppose this was him.
He was here recently.

- On the run?
- I don't know.

Good lord!

- Farley hurd?

- I don't think
he's answering, sir.

- Detective.

- "may god forgive me
for the evil I done."

- No sign of rigor.

- He died recently.

- He may have heard
that the police

Are investigating the graves.

- So he took his own life
before we could get to him.

- Just please tell me every day
isn't as hairy as this one.

- Oh, no, this is...

This is somewhat
of an exception,

Constable Roberts.

Um...

Right. Let's get him
to miss Hart.

- At least he saved us
the trouble

Of having to hang him.

- Mm.

Any more information
on the victims, miss Hart?

- Uh, here's what I know so far.

They were all adult males,

Each shot with a small
single-calibre bullet

To the back of the head
at close range.

- Anything to distinguish
them one from another?

- Oh, indeed.

Victim a was five feet,
ten inches tall.

He had signs of gout.
And a scar on his hip.

Which appears to be the result

Of a prior surgical operation,
so not much to go on.

- Well, it's a start.

- Victim b was bald,
five foot six.

- Any distinguishing
scars on this one?

- Uh, no, but I did notice this.

All four of his canine teeth
were filed flat.

- Why would someone do that?

- That is the question.

Victim c, five foot nine
in stature.

He had a small
but distinctive tattoo

On the inside
of his right wrist.

- Religious symbol?

- Uh, that was my impression,
as well,

But I don't recognize it.

Moving on to victim d.

He had several unique features

Including these small punctures
through his lobulus auriculae.

- Interesting.

- Mm. He also had scarring
on his shoulders,

Which appear to be deliberate.

- Deliberate and decorative.
- Hm.

- As if burned with a hot iron.

- Indeed.

As for this poor fellow,
victim e.

He stood five foot four.

Black hair,
fastened in a sort of top knot

At the crown of his skull.

- Excellent work, miss Hart.

When you have a moment
to summarize your findings,

I'll be sure to give them
to inspector Choi.

- Still no indication
of the victims' identities?

- None.

We know they were all male,
all adult,

And all killed with a single
gunshot at close range.

- Other than that,
there's nothing by which to--

- This man is korean.

- Sir?

- Note the topknot.

It's called a sangtu.

It's a style worn
by adult men back in joseon.

Is that
what that's called?

- How would one of my countrymen

End up in a shallow grave
in ontario?

I believe these men
are not from canada.

These anatomical idiosyncrasies

Point to various
far-flung cultures.

- How did a semiliterate hermit
like farley hurd

Lure an international pool
of victims to canada?

- He didn't.

- Farley hurd didn't perpetrate
these crimes.

- The killer is still out there.

- A case like this does merit
the attention

Of the toronto constabulary.

As to your theory, inspector,
I have my doubts.

- Respectfully, sir,

There's no doubt this is a work
of a sequential killer.

- Farley hurd's staged suicide
was likely a coverup--

- Staged? I doubt that.

Hurd knew that the constabulary
was closing in,

So chose suicide. Case closed.

Oh, excuse me, gentlemen.

Chief constable brackenreid.

Mm.

Thank you, miss Hart.

Hurd's suicide was staged.

No powder burns.

He was shot
from a distance and moved.

No need to look like the cats
that got the bloody cream!

Any ideas of the victims?

- We're pursuing the theory
that these men

Arrived in canada from other
countries around the world.

- How would a killer lure
victims from around the world?

- Via telegram.

I'm planning to visit
the nearest telegraph office

To the burial site.

- Murdoch and I
will attend that.

Head back to station house four,
inspector.

Make some phone calls.
See what you can find.

- Something on your mind,
constable Roberts?

- What'll happen to them
after you're finished

The post-mortem examinations?

- Well, we don't know
their names

, so they'll be buried
in unmarked graves.

- If anything happened to me,

I would want my family
to know about it.

I wouldn't want them spending
their lives wondering.

- You're a sensitive sort,
are you?

- Is that a bad thing?
- On the contrary.

It's quite refreshing.

- Yes, I do in fact
have a customer

Who sends telegrams
around the world.

- We'll need the name
of that individual.

- I don't know his name,

Or even what he looks like.

No, he-he slips envelopes
under the door

With the messages he wants sent.

- What's the nature
of these messages?

- I can't say.
- Surely you can.

- Actually, I can't.

Uh, the telegrams are always
in foreign languages,

And I only speak english.
- Ah.

Are you sure about that,
miss, uh,

Klo... Klo--

- Klobenfelster.

I do recall one detail.

The telegrams all included
a return address.

- And what's this address?

- Oh, I must have typed it
a hundred times.

It was post office
box 36, kleinburg.

- I am unable to honour
your request.

- Oh, sorry, miss.
The post office is closed.

- Oh.
- For today.

- We are investigating a murder.

We need access
to postal box number 36.

- Out of the question.
- Is that so?

- I am the trusted guardian

Of the sanctity
of the canadian postal system.

This client registry
is my holy bible.

I have sworn to protect
the integrity

Of these postal boxes,
and no man is going to--

Sir, the lighting in here
is actually quite dim,

So you might want
to leave those open.

- Listen, we have
a murderer on the loose.

- A court order is forthcoming.

- But in the meantime,
why don't you bust open that box

Before I bust open
something else.

Chop, chop, sunshine.

That wasn't that hard, was it?
- Hm.

These are all from
foreign countries.

- Can't make head nor tail
of this.

- Well, that would be german.

- Stop gawking and tell us
about the man

Who rents this box.
Why so many foreign letters?

- Well, he claimed to have
pen pals around the world.

- Is this him?

- No.

- Told you it wasn't hurd.

- This fellow was much younger.

Burly, with long hair.

- Have a look in that bible
of yours and give us a name.

- The name is Clark Diggs.

- We'll need you to give
a description of mr. Diggs

To a police sketch artist.

- Now, I wouldn't touch
the telegraph machine

Without mcnabb.
He thinks he's the only one

Who can use it. Ha.
- All right.

- Oh! And don't touch
the main ledger

At the booking desk without
asking maclaren first.

- Thank you for telling me all
this, constable Higgins-Newsome.

- Ah, call me henry.

- Thanks, henry. I don't want
to step on anyone's toes.

- Ah, these men are all just
set in their ways.

As for me, I'm easygoing.

I like to take each day
as it comes.

- Is this desk taken?
- No!

Ah, well, it, it is,

But you can't sit there.
Ah, george crabtree sits there.

- Oh, I haven't met him yet.
Where is he?

- He took some time off
to write a novel. Hm.

But he'll be back.
You could take tucker's desk.

- Is constable tucker
coming back?

- Only if he's been
thrown in the cells.

I still have so very
much to tell you.

Tucker was an absolute cad.
- Okay.

- Germany. Spain. Portugal.

I can't read the country,
but the writing

Looks like arabic.

- Sirs,

I've got the sketch artist's
depiction of Clark Diggs.

- Oh, no...

- What is it, Watts?
- He was one of the men

Lingering at the grave site.

I saw him talking to the farmer
who lent us his barn.

- He must have planted the idea

Of hurd as a suspect
in farmer McAfee's mind.

- And killed hurd to frame him
for the murders.

- I could have caught him.
He was right there.

As if he was laughing at us.

- Well, we'll see who's laughing

When we slip a noose
around his neck.

- Right. Constable Roberts,

Take this to o'brian's
print shop

And have them run off
200 copies.

- Yes, sir.

Where's o'brian's?

- Right. You know the children's
toy store

That's infested with rats?
- Oh!

- So, not there, but...

- Any luck?
- Not yet.

- Sir. This gentleman says
Diggs rented a room

From an elderly couple,
bert and ingrid hinkle.

I've got the address.
- Very good.

- I meant to ask earlier.
Who's this bright spark?

- Oh, sir,
this is constable Roberts.

He's a new hire.
- Ah!

Choi said he was going
to shake up the station.

You must be part of this brave
new world he was talking about.

- He seems able, so far.

- Well, Roberts, pay attention
to what's going on around you,

Because you're working
with the very best.

- Oh! Thank you, sir.

- And Murdoch's
no slouch either.

- Next steps?

- Well, we're hunting an armed

And extremely dangerous
career criminal.

I'd say it's time
to summon the troops. Gentlemen.

- Clark Diggs!

This is detective
william Murdoch

Of the toronto constabulary.

We have the house surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

Prepare to breach on my command.

I don't see anyone inside.

- Sir.

I don't think they're inside.

- It appears Diggs
killed the Hinkles

And then used their home
as a base of operations

To lure his victims.

- I know all that.
Have you found anything else?

- Detective Watts and I
have been translating

The letters from Diggs'
post office box.

- They're from foreign buyers

Responding to an advertisement
for cheap land here.

- They would arrive to buy
the land in canada,

Only to be murdered
by the criminal

Who organized
this elaborate grift.

- Mm.

Diggs killed for money then.

So why did he stop
two months ago?

- That's when the electric
company began erecting

Power lines at the site
where the bodies were buried.

- Clark Diggs must have
packed up and moved

Once he saw us
at the grave site.

- He's in the wind,
so he's got a head start on us.

- He's going to kill again.

- How do you know that
for definite?

- I know he's probably tried
the same scheme before.

Detective Watts?
- It's true.

I made some telephone calls.

The royal canadian
mounted police

Investigated
a similar burial site

Near oshawa two years ago.

- How do you intend
to hunt him down?

- Detective Watts and I
have put our heads together.

- Right.

Right. So, uh...

Um...

- Lord help us.

- Um...

Focus on the key phrases
from your cue cards.

"welcome to paradise,"
"land for sale."

Mm?

"hochwertige lederhosen."

An advertisement in german

For high-quality leather
knee britches.

Not quite what
we're looking for,

But, mm, quite stylish.

They have these nifty
suspenders attached.

Good effort, constable,
keep looking.

I'm keeping that.

Constable Roberts!
Where've you been?

- I was working on identifying
the victims.

- Inspector Choi wants
all hands on deck here.

You'll be at the telephone bank.
- Who am I calling?

- Telegraph offices are yellow.
Post offices are blue.

We'll be calling every
one of them within

A 100-mile radius

Asking about any
suspicious activity

That could be related
to the real estate scam.

Once you've called an office,

You mark it on the map.

Suspicious findings
are marked in red.

Is there something
you're not clear on?

- No, no, sir, uh, detective.

- Then what?

- Just thinking about the bodies
dumped in shallow graves.

The images, they...
Stay with you.

- Uh.

Try not to dwell on
the dour nature of the crime.

You furnish your home
with the dead,

There'll be little room
for much else.

Get to work!

- Yes, yes, sir.

Gentlemen.

- Ah, good morning,
constable Roberts.

Is there anything
I could help you with?

- Yes, uh, have you
finished examining

All of our victims
from the fields?

- Yes, I have.

- Do you think I could take
a look at the reports?

- Of course.

- Thank you.

- All right. Ask.

- Ask what?
- Why I have this job.

I can tell that you're curious.

- Yes, I did wonder.

There's not a lot
of women doctors,

Let alone coroners.

- Ah. I'd always taken
an interest

In anatomy and medicine,

And I don't mind
working with the dead.

- I suppose they can't
argue with you.

- I get enough of that
at the starbright.

- I've walked past that place.
I haven't been in.

- You should.
Uh, I'll stand you a drink.

It's my club.

- You own the starbright?
- Indeed.

And I've also been
bringing in more musicians

And singers as of late.

It's quite the establishment.

- Miss Hart,
you are full of surprises.

- You have no idea.

- I'll get these reports
back to you soon. Thank you.

- And I'll be seeing you
at the starbright tonight?

- Yes, ma'am.

- It's been three weeks, sir,
and we still have no leads.

- I wouldn't say that.
We're narrowing our options.

We know where he isn't.

- Or maybe, gentlemen,

He decided to cut his losses

And stopped killing people
for money.

Maybe he'd made
enough to retire.

Perhaps we should give it up.
This is a wild goose chase.

- Ah!

Bienvenido al paraiso!

- ¿encontró algo, detective?

- Si, inspector, mire aqui.

- How about in a language
we can all understand, Watts.

- "bienvenido al paraiso"

Means welcome to paradise.

- It's a phrase that was used
in a newspaper clipping

That was found
on one of the bodies.

- Inspector Choi?

- Is... Is this...?

- Paradise! Or nak-won,
as we say in joseon.

Both advertisements
are worded identically.

I think we may have
found our man.

- All you've found is a couple
of advertisements.

- These include an address
to a post office box in Grimsby.

- Well, now you're talking.
Let's head out to Grimsby.

- Not yet.
Patience, chief constable.

- What are we waiting for?

- I have an idea.

- Well, have to admit,
your last one worked.

- We must proceed with caution.

We have no direct evidence
proving that the individual

Who posted the Grimsby ad
is our Clark Diggs.

- But if it is, we don't want
to risk scaring him off again.

We have one chance to catch him.

- And where do
the arts and crafts go into it?

- I forged a letter
claiming to be a land buyer

From joseon who will soon be
arriving in toronto.

- And with this forged postmark,

I'm able to alter the mailing
date by several weeks.

- We'll make it appear to have
travelled thousands of miles.

- And then?

- Then we mail it
to Grimsby and wait.

- More waiting.

- Ah, chief constable,

"one moment of patience
may ward off great disaster."

- Tell that to the ones
that are already dead.

wanted to see me, sir?

- Yes. Please, take a seat.

So, how are you fitting in?

- Very well, sir.

At least, I think,

But it's what you think
that matters.

- I think you're doing
very well.

Missing home?

- A little.
- Hm.

- But the big city
is pretty exciting.

A lot of white faces.
- Mm.

And not all of them friendly.
- You got that right.

- Don't look at the colour
of the skin,

Look at their eyes.

- Ah. Mirror of the soul.

My gran used to say that.

- A wise woman. Hm.

- Inspector, a suspect
responded to our letter.

- His greed will be his undoing.

- So, what exactly is the plan?

- I will go undercover
as a real estate investor

From joseon.
I'll maintain the ruse

Until mr. Diggs takes me
to his latest killing fields.

- You intend to go off
to god knows where

With a sequential murderer?
- I do.

- Why don't we just nab him
at the post office?

- Ah, connecting Diggs
to his latest victims

Is the only way we can get
the evidence to convict him.

- Murdoch, tell me
you haven't agreed to this.

- It's a good plan, sir.

- You're going to get
yourself killed.

- Not if I can help it.

- Fair enough. I'll bite.
So what's the plan?

We'll discreetly
dispatch constables

In civilian garb to descend
on the streets of Grimsby.

I'll be posted
at a high vantage point

To monitor the operation
as it unfolds.

And I'll be
in my undercover persona

Waiting at the designated
meeting area

Equipped with
detective Murdoch's

Ingenious new tracking device.

Tracking device?

I've adapted
the trackizer

To allow us to follow
the killer's vehicle

At a discreet distance.

Meanwhile,
I'll be waiting in an auto

Out of sight
of the pick-up spot.

Once Diggs picks up

Inspector Choi,
I'll then join detective Watts.

We'll follow their auto
and Higgins and Roberts

Will be right behind us.

We'll follow
the trackizer's

Signal wherever
the killer decides to drive,

Thus keeping an eye
at all times on inspector Choi.

Once I've located
Diggs'
new burial site,

I'll activate a switch
on the tracker...

...Signaling our team
to descend upon the scene

And arrest the perpetrator.

- Mr. Han choong-ho?

Uh, uh, I don't bite.

- Oh, uh, I forgot. Here.

- Oh. Hm.

This note will
explain everything.

I'm a real estate broker.

I'm going to drive you out

To go see the land
and meet the seller.

- Ah.

- Okay. Good.

Clark, you idiot.

hell with this.

I'm not waiting anymore.

- Stop that man!

- Toronto constabulary.
We would like a word, please.

- Great work, henry.

Get him to station house four.

- What the hell for?
- For further questioning,

Mr. Diggs. I'd like to know
just how many men

You've left buried
in shallow graves.

Let's get to the vehicles.

- Uh, where are we going, sir?
We've already got him.

- Mr. Diggs here has
co-conspirators. How many?

Are they armed?

Get him out of my sight!

They have Choi. Let's go.

Drive.

- They're getting a bit
far away for my liking.

- Oh.

- All right, I don't want you
to take your eyes off the road,

But...
- All right.

- It's like...
- Oh.

- Looks about right, uh?
- Here.

- I don't... I... Don't--
- no, it'll... Oh!

- I wouldn't say--
I wouldn't say hit it...

- Hit-hit it harder!
- Hit it harder.

Okay. All right.

- See? See, look.
- Okay, now I got it.

- Okay. Okay. Okay. All right.

I, I can't, can't be too sure...

- You're supposed to be
reading that thing!

- Of course, of course.
I'm reading it. I'm reading it.

It's just that the numbers keep
going this way, or that way.

- Hm.

Hm...

- Uh...
- What's happened?

- Inspector Choi should have
signalled us by now.

A-and there's no way
that the transmitter

Would have ceased functioning.

Unless...

The power lines, Watts!

They must be interfering
with the signal!

- Where are Roberts and Higgins?

- We used to have this one chap
at station house four, though,

Slugger jackson.
Could hit a ball a mile.

He died, though.

- And more importantly...

Where's inspector Choi?

- What are you looking at?

Oh! Huh. Is that real silver?

- Ha.

- Guess we'll find out
soon enough, won't we?

Where's that turnoff?

Here we are!

Ah...

Are you excited? I know I am.

Good.

This way.

- Mr. Han choong-ho?

Nicolai kinsky.
- Oh.

Oh,
you know, I am a businessman.

I speak fluent english.

- Oh! Charming.
- Yeah.

- I never had the knack
for the korean language.

- Mm.
- I imagine you are eager

To see your acreage.
- Oh, yeah.

- But first,
did you bring the money?

- Oh. It's, uh, right here.
Uh, show me the land.

- Uh, it is just
through these trees.

After you. Please.

Where's Clark?

- He disappeared.
He's out of the cut.

- - You see anything?
- Not yet.

- Be careful, sir!

I once saw a fellow turned
to bacon on some power lines.

Yeah.

- There!

Just over the next ridge.

There's a car parked
by the tree line.

Let's go.

- Welcome to paradise,
my friend.

You're not staying, myra?

- I'm sorry, Nicky.

I don't enjoy this part
as much as you do.

- Uh. You're staying.

Isn't it beautiful?

- It's...

It's... Exactly as I expected.

Actually, it's better
than I expected!

Uh, how many more acres of land
do you have for sale?

I'll buy it all. Huh.

- I still don't see
the inspector.

- Strategy, detective?

- Right, we'll proceed
in this direction, quickly,

And see if we can encircle them.

Constable Roberts,
you stay here.

If they try to escape,
follow them.

- Can I have a weapon?

- There's a rifle in the trunk,

But only if absolutely
necessary.

- I'll pay top dollar.

I just need to find a bank
and, uh, withdraw the funds.

- Uh, one moment.

He says he has tons
of dough in a bank.

- Well, I like money.
You like money.

Let's go clean out his account.

- Greed clouds
your judgement, myra.

- It's easy money.

Why not take him
for everything he's got?

- Too risky.

Ah, mr. Han. Huh.

I will not sell you
any more land.

In fact, I'm not going
to sell you any land at all.

Ah!

- Ha!
- Drop your weapons.

- I don't think I will.

Come on, Nicky.
- Give it up.

You'll have to kill all of us,
and you'll never get away.

- I always get away.

And don't tempt me.
I'd rather enjoy killing you.

- They know who we are, Nicky.

And they saw me kill a man.

We don't have a choice.

You should have just left
well enough alone.

- I will not leave
well enough alone.

- Constable Roberts.
- My apologies, sir.

Thought it was necessary.

- Where'd you learn
to shoot like that?

- Chatham country fair champion,
six years running.

- Sir.

- Hey, got-- come on.

- Excellent invention,
detective.

I would suggest a little more
padding, though.

Ha. You two will pay
the highest possible price,

And it still won't be enough.

These men dreamed
of a better life.

They didn't deserve this.

Their families
didn't deserve this.

- Uh, constable,
this case is over.

- Uh, with all due respect,
it's not.

Do you recall the victim
with the surgical scar?

- I do.
- Miss Hart found

He had a false hip,
partially constructed of ivory.

- Go on.

- There's a doctor in germany.

Themistocles gluck.

He invented the hip joint.

But he only installed
14 of them. Only 14!

I'm going to contact dr. Gluck,

Find that man's name
and his family.

He will not be buried
in an unmarked grave.

- Very good, constable.

- Excuse me.

- That Roberts is a good cop.

I'm glad he's on board.
- Hm.

- Constable Roberts.

Oh, detective Watts.

I'll be right there.
Let me get the address.

Yes.

Yes, yes. I got it.

All right. I'll be right there.

- Constable Roberts!

I see you finally deigned
to accept my offer.

- I still can't believe
you own this place.

- Hm. What do you think?

- There sure isn't anything
like this in chatham.

- I suppose I should
take that as a compliment.

- Uh, detective Watts
told me to meet him here.

He said it was urgent.

- Teddy!

About time you got here!

Your drink was getting warm,

Had to protect it
from henry, here.

Here, here, have a seat.

- Thank you, sir.

- Oh, oh, oh! Oh.

Remember,
there are no sirs here.

- We're all just dedicated
officers of the law.

- Right. Right.

It was a hard case
for you to start on,

But you did a heck of a job.

- If that had been
my first case,

I may have run for the doors.

- Well, it crossed my mind.

- Mm-mm. But you didn't,

So have a drink
with your fellow coppers.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- All right. If I can't have
that one, to the bar I go.

- Okay.
- He never does this.

- Oh, really?
- He never does this.

This surprises me.

- Yes, not for you, then.