All language subtitles for Murdoch Mysteries s18e14 A Murder Most Convenient.eng

(indistinct chatter)

(roberts): Never seen
a line this long.

- Well, it is the first automat
restaurant in toronto.

- Five-cent meals
from a machine.

Wonder if they're any good.

- Mm, doesn't matter.

There are no waiters,
so no tips.

You know, if you ask me,
I don't know why anyone

Should get any
for carrying around trays.

I don't get tips
for catching criminals.

- Welcome to khan's automat.
Coins for your cash?

- Ah, yes. I bet this place
is making good coin.

(chuckling)
you get it. Yeah.

- Thank you,
sirs. Twenty-five cents for you

And you. Go right in.

- Ha.

(bright music)

(machine dings)

- Wish my folks in chatham
could see this.

Very efficient. Very modern.

- Not a waiter in sight.
It's beautiful.

- This place must be
raking it in.

- First time here, gentlemen?
I'm the owner, jay khan.

- Ah. Pleased to meet you.
Constable henry higgins-newsome.

- Constable teddy roberts.

This is an ingenious concept.
And clearly a hit.

- Oh, thank you, gentlemen.

Served over 3,000
in the past three weeks.

(scoffs)
- that's phenomenal.

- It must be nice.
You don't even have

To do that much.
It's a money-making machine.

- I know. It's a gold mine.

- I wish I'd thought of it.
- You could be a part of it.

- What do you mean?

- How would you two
like to own one of these?

- Us?

- I'm looking to expand
all over the city

And I'll need partners.

- Uh, you want us to be
your business partners?

- Mr. Khan. We've run out
of pecans.

The seller said something
about an overdue invoice.

- Ah, chris. Great job
with the early morning baking.

We actually bake our own
fresh bread here.

- That's impressive.
(khan chuckles)

- But what about the-
- not now.

So, gentlemen, what d'you say?

- You know, I did bring some
money when I came to toronto.

I would score points
with ruthie if I strike gold.

- Are you sure about this?

- I know a thing or two
about business.

I'm married
to ruth higgins-newsome,

The most business-smart woman
in all of toronto.

- I don't like it.

That automat
is a heartless place.

- What are you talking about?
- The place is booming.

- Uh, karl marx said
that machinery could undermine

The dignity and value
of human labour.

- I think there's value
in finding a cheap, quick meal.

(phone ringing)
- oh. Uh...

- Detective llewellyn watts. Ah!

- Inspector choi!

You've been to the automat,
haven't you?

- Mm. I've been to one like it,
in philadelphia, years ago.

I must say I enjoyed
the convenience.

- All right. See you.

You two, with me.

Perhaps we can continue
our conversation

About the dignity of labour.

(tense music)

Anything of note?

- Well, one man reported
the dead man

Saw an angel floating in the air

Just moments before he fell.

- Well, this is our lucky day,
gentlemen,

The existence of heaven
has been proven.

(theme music)

(indistinct chatter)

(curious music)

- Jeez! Louise!

- What's an assistant
crown attorney doing

Sitting around with a tabloid?

- I am taking
a five-minute break.

- Only failed journalists
write for that, you know.

- Ooh, well then, I suppose
you don't want to hear

About john eaton's new paramour.

Oh! Or these corrupt
city councillors

Receiving mysterious
lumps of cash.

No, these are just articles
by failed journalists.

- Just let me see.

- She was hatless in public.

- Could he have had
a heart attack?

- Maybe, but he's a fit man,

Likely no more than 25.

Hardly the typical victim
of a heart attack.

- Any trauma to the head
or chest area?

- No signs of impact.

No swelling, bleeding,

No redness, no discolouration.

- A witness told
constable roberts

That mr. Cranely said
he saw a floating angel.

It appears your faith has been
rewarded, detective.

(mysterious music)

Hm.

- Oh!

- You find something?

- Today's date.

If he was on time,

He was headed to an address
on may street.

Let's see where that takes us.

- Good day, miss hart.

(scoffs)

(birds chirping)

- Hello! Miss.

- Can I help you?

- Yes, uh, detective murdoch,
detective watts

Of the toronto constabulary.

- You have a meticulously
kept garden.

I covet your tiger lilies.

- Ah, thank you.

If the sun never set, I'd spend
all day in the garden.

(chuckles)

- Um, do you happen to know
a mr. Lyle cranely?

- Lyle and I are sweethearts.
Is he in trouble?

- I regret to inform you
that mr. Cranely is dead.

- Dead?

My lyle?

How?

- That's what we're trying
to determine.

We need to ask you
a few questions, miss...?

- Uh, uh, uh, ginny fisher.

Lyle and I were supposed
to celebrate my birthday today.

He was going to come by.

- When?

- This afternoon.

He said he would prepare
lunch himself,

That I wouldn't have
to lift a finger.

- When did you see him last?

- Two days ago.

His schedule always changes,
but he had that day off.

- Did he show any signs of
illness when you last saw him?

- Not at all.

- He was generally healthy?

- Healthy enough to work
as a carpenter most days

And as a construction worker
other days.

Despite the odd jobs,
he works...

Worked... Hard.

(crying)

(sobbing)

- He was eating this smashed
piece of bread with mustard.

And...

This appears to be
the birthday lunch.

These pastries are dirty
from the street,

But they look like
the good stuff.

- Box of chocolates.

All eight pieces still inside.

- Some cheese and cold cuts
in paper.

Bread.

- This appears to be a gift.

Ooh.

From dooley jewellers.

Hello, miss.

Toronto constabulary.

We are investigating a case
and, uh, well,

Has this man come into
your shop recently?

- He has indeed. Uh,

He purchased a ladies'
barrette this morning.

- Oh!

What time was that at?

- Around 9:30.
I was just opening shop.

- And how did he seem?

What, uh, physical condition
was he in, for example?

- Oh, he was a robust
young fellow.

Was in a great mood, too.

He said the barrette
was for his lady.

He wanted to show the girl
how serious he was about her.

And in my experience,
that usually means

That he thinks
there are other men

Vying for her attention.

- So he bought the barrette
to win her over.

- Well, that's why you buy
women jewellery, isn't it, sir?

(woman giggles)

- Do you know where
he was headed to next?

- No. I haven't a clue.

- Mm. Right, then.
- Hm.

- Thank you so much
for your time.

So, he was here at 9:30 a.M.,

Seemingly healthy,

And then fell down dead
sometime before 10:30

When we received the call.

(sighs)
- there are countless places

That he could have visited
between here and where he fell.

(lively music)

- Good day.

- Hello.

- That tabloid paper.

It is against the law
for a lady to read

Indecent material in public.

- Oh!

Thank you for the information.

- Miss iona berger.
Toronto morality officer.

- Mrs. Effie crabtree.

I purchased this
at the newsstand over there.

It is not illegal.

- It is immoral.

- I am perfectly aware
of the 1890 bylaw

Passed prohibiting indecency.

However, this is not
explicit content.

- "eaton's new paramour."

"bribes at city hall."

"love triangle in rosedale."

Can you really say
such vulgar claims

Promote exemplary standards
that befit a lady?

- Miss berger, I assure-
- if you find enjoyment

Reading this material,

Please do so
in the privacy of your home.

This is a warning.

Next time, there will be a fine.

- Fine.

(lively music)

Thank you.

- Lyle cranely had cardiomegaly.

An enlarged ventricle
can be benign,

Or it can cause
a heart condition,

Like an irregular heartbeat.

- Could this condition
have killed him?

- Well, most people
live long lives

Despite the condition,
if managed well.

He was healthy otherwise.

Can tell he wasn't much
of a smoker or a drinker.

I doubt he required
much treatment at all.

- Perhaps the thought
of winning over his lady

Made his heart skip
a beat too many.

(curious music)

- Got a great storefront
for you to rent,

Prime location.

- That's a lot of foot traffic.

- Imagine, gentlemen.

Khan's automat,
the go-to lunch spot

For all the office workers
around here.

- Seems fine to me.
How do we get started?

- Well, you'll need supplies.
Luckily for you gentlemen,

I've got a strong relationship
with a vending machine maker

In buffalo.
I could get you a deal.

- Okay, good. You see?

This is exactly
why we need you, mr. Khan.

- Please, call me jay.

Now these machines
are made-to-order.

The space looks big enough
for about two.

Uh, you will order through me
to have them shipped over.

I'll need a cheque by tonight.
- Hold on.

That sounds like a big expense.

We might need a few days
to think it over.

- These machines
are dust and rust-proof.

They'll last a lifetime.

- Uh, th-that sounds fantastic.
But I do have one caveat.

We name the restaurant after us.

- Whatever you wish.

- Ah-ah. Deal.

- Fantastic.
Let me show you the inside.

- All right.

- Higgins.

Seems like a bit of a gamble,
don't you think?

- Come on!
Man knows what he's doing.

Say we let him take charge.
You and I?

We'll just get to sit back,
relax, and rake in the dough.

(chuckles)
trust me.

- All right.

(khan): You'll put your
one vending machine here.

(indistinct chatter)

- I'll have the turkey
Tuesday special.

Where is everyone?

(scoffs)

- At that automat
down the street.

- Oh.

- Damn place has taken
my lunch and dinner crowds.

- It's a fad.

Nothing they make there
can compare

With your turkey pie.

- I don't know about that.

I already had to let my cook go
last week, detective watts.

- No.
- Yeah.

Now I'm doing it all myself.

And I'll tell you,
if business doesn't pick up,

I'll have to close up shop.

You know, all that food sitting
in those machines

For god knows how long.

It's bound to go bad,
or teem with pests, or both!

- Is that a fact?

- There was even an article
about it in jack canuck.

- Mm. Jack canuck is a paper

That thrives off
of sensational claims.

- Well, I worked in restaurants
for 26 years

And I don't trust
that place to be hygienic.

- Oh.

(indistinct chatter)

- Excellent. Now that
you've signed the contract,

Gentlemen,
I can start to show you

The ropes of the business.
(door opens)

- Fantastic.

- Detective watts!

You change your mind
about the automat?

- Ah.

- This is mr. Khan.
We just signed a contract.

Soon we'll be so rich,
we'll be shedding banknotes

Everywhere we go.

(chuckles)

- Right.
I'm detective llewellyn watts...

There have been some questions

About the cleanliness
of this restaurant.

- That's absurd!

At khan's automat,

Our meals are made from scratch

Using the highest-quality
ingredients.

Unsold food is discarded
at the end of each night.

Our meals are kept
in refrigerated compartments

Of superior-quality
vending machines.

Try our turkey dinner,
or our customer favourite,

The beef sandwich.

- Shame. I already ate.

(groans)

Uh, are you all right?

(groans)

(patrons gasp)

(tense music)

- It was bizarre how suddenly
he fell dead.

- I assume the man died

Shortly after consuming
the beef sandwich.

I'll have miss hart
focus her attention

On the contents of his stomach.

- I found this
in the man's wallet,

A pay cheque for greg hopping
with his address.

- Please, ah,
continue to enjoy your meal.

In fact, everyone will receive
a free coffee or tea

For the inconvenience.

Sirs! Ah, gentlemen!

- I heard rumours
that sanitation

Is not the automat's
strong suit.

In fact, I was here because
I wanted to ask about it.

- Let's have a look
at the kitchen.

- Hm.

- Is it possible you didn't
wash certain produce?

- That's not possible.

- You sound quite confident.
(sizzling)

- Produce is brought here
when delivered.

Each shift, the cook
responsible for preparation

Washes, peels and chops
the produce right away.

Everything's kept
fresh and ready

In this refrigeration system.

- A series of steps
in specific sequence,

Like an assembly line.

It must yield
to excellent efficiency.

- Meat and dairy are kept here.

We use the scale to measure out
only what we need,

So nothing sits on the counter.

- There's no room for error.

- Breaking down a single task
into a series

Of smaller ones
for greater accuracy.

- And reducing people
to extensions of a machine.

Do you find this to be
an alienating place to work?

- Suits me fine.

I don't like most people,

Let alone customers.

- I focus better when there's no
need to rush cooking on order.

- Thank you, gentlemen.

I'll have constables collect
samples of the ingredients.

Watts.

- Hm?

Cufflink.

Seems out of place.

- Gentlemen, does this cufflink
belong to either of you?

- No. There's a strict policy

Against wearing accessories
in the kitchen.

- Hm.

Perhaps an outsider
made their way back here.

- I can round up all
the kitchen staff and ask.

(indistinct chatter)

I spoke to all eight
cooks and busboys.

They said that the kitchen
is never left unattended.

An outsider would not
go unnoticed.

- And the cufflink?

- Uh, no one recognized it,

Nor knew how it could have
gotten into the kitchen.

- Perhaps it's a member
of the cooking staff

That's been dismissed
and they left this behind.

- Mm.

Or could it be that
the restaurant food

Had nothing to do with
the cause of the man's death?

After all,
it was just the one man

Who died out of everyone
who ate there.

- Right.

(phone ringing)

- Detective murdoch.

Go ahead, miss hart.

- I conducted a detailed
analysis

Of lyle cranely's
stomach contents.

I found what appears to be
tiny black flecks

Among partially digested food.

I think they're seeds
of some sort.

- Perhaps poppy seeds? Sesame?

- No.

Take a look at this
photomicrograph.

These seeds are flat
and oblong in shape,

One millimetre in length
and very lightweight.

I've never seen them before.

- How curious.

- What's also interesting

Is mr. Hopping had the same
seeds in his stomach contents.

And both men
had similar food substances,

Like starch and beef.

- There was a half-eaten
sandwich in the food debris

Found with cranely.

- Both men had
automat sandwiches.

- But the two men didn't
show the same symptoms.

- Well, each body reacts to
the same triggers differently.

- Miss hart, what about
the food samples

We took from the kitchen?

- Oh.

Tests conducted on mice

Show all ingredients
are safe to ingest.

- So it wasn't
from spoiled food, then,

But rather these seeds.

- Someone is targeting
customers.

Anyone who eats there
is in danger.

- You can't do this.

- I must take
necessary precautions

To ensure no more deaths occur
at your place of business.

- Can't you do something,
gentlemen?

We're supposed to be
business partners!

- Hey, sir!

I was sick as a dog
the other day when I ate here.

Know anything about that?

- Oh, I had a stomachache so bad

I thought I was on my deathbed.

- They are up in arms.

- Being assaulted by customers

Was not part
of my path to riches.

(crowd clamouring)

- So these two deaths are both
linked to mr. Khan's automat.

- That would appear
to be the case.

- Anyone with coins

Could sabotage these meals,
if done discreetly.

- Seeing the size
of the crowds there,

I find it hard to believe
that someone could put seeds

Into dozens of sandwiches
without ever being seen.

- Fair point.

- Something else
I find puzzling:

I just spoke with mrs. Hopping,

Our second victim's wife,

And she stated that her husband

Had a pre-existing
heart condition

Called arrhythmia, also known
as irregular heartbeat.

Not unlike our first victim.

(mysterious music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Mrs. Crabtree.
(effie screaming)

- Oh, my god.

- I'm glad you decided to put
away the crude literature.

- Surely you have better things
to do than talk to me.

- I'm on my way to do rounds
at the dance halls

And keep my eye
on errant young women.

- Oh. What exactly
will you be looking for?

- Young women accepting drinks
from strangers, for one.

- Mm.

Well, don't let me
keep you.

- Oh!

I already gave you a warning
about that paper.

- Which is why I had it hidden,
miss berger.

I don't see anyone
in the immediate vicinity.

Who exactly am I offending?

- The law.

You are being written up.

- I am a crown attorney.

- Then you should know better.

(scoffs)

- Detective.

Please. I'd like
to reopen my restaurant.

- Mr. Khan, we cannot simply-

- I've thrown out all the food
in the kitchen.

Even if there had been
any spoilage, it's all gone now.

You know, I can get you
and your boys a free meal

Or three,
everything on the house.

Just let me reopen.

- I'm afraid your business
will remain closed

Until the police investigation
is complete.

- Police investigation?

I thought this was just
a food safety inspection.

- Mr. Khan, we now have proof

That two people have died
eating sandwiches

From your restaurant.

And there's enough evidence
to suggest malicious intent.

- Eddie scott.

- Pardon?

- The owner of that second-rate

Diner down the street

Tried to sabotage my restaurant
last week.

- What do you mean, sabotage?

- He came in and made a big show

About finding rat droppings
in his meat loaf.

That is until two customers
said they saw him sprinkle

Those droppings
onto his own plate.

- What happened next?
- I threw him out.

- I spoke to mr. Scott
yesterday.

He blamed the automat
for taking his customers.

- I told you.

- In fact,

Mr. Scott was the only one
who told me

That the automat is unsanitary.

- Ah.

It appears you've found...

What is that they call it?

A smoking pistol.

(lively chatter)

- Hi.

- Mr. Scott? A word, please.

- Please tell me you're here
to order something for takeaway.

As you can see, every table
is full.

As it should be.

- Are you aware
that mr. Khan's automat

Up the street
has been shut down?

- I am.

Serves him right.
I told you, detective,

That place is unsafe.

- Mr. Scott, last week,

You put rat droppings
in a meal at the automat.

- Says who?

- Do you deny it?

(scoffs)

- No.

- So you knowingly told
a police detective

That the automat was unsanitary.

Mr. Scott, did you
or did you not

Poison the sandwiches
at the automat?

- Listen,

I did pull that trick.
It was stupid.

But I only put the droppings
on my own plate

And I would've stopped anyone
who'd tried to eat it.

I have nothing to do
with any poison.

- I recall you said
you laid off your cook.

- Yes. Fred alber's his name.

- Actually,

When I laid him off, he...

Swore and cursed
at the automat.

Said he'd burn the place down.

- Oh. So now you are pointing
the blame

At an employee you fired?

- I'm just telling you
what he said.

- Mr. Alber.

I understand you were
dismissed from scott's diner

Approximately three weeks ago.

- It's hotter than
a kitchen in here.

(breathing heavily)

Oh!

- Mr. Alber,
your attention, please.

- Yeah, I was dismissed.

Even though it was my cooking
that made the place.

Saw you in there
almost every day.

- Mm-hmm.

- I have a report

That you threatened to burn
the automat to the ground.

- It's only bottle talk,
nothing more.

I mean, I've never even
been in the damn place.

(ominous music)

Recently,

I had to borrow money
from my own daughter.

Do you know what that does
to a father's heart?

- Here.

- Oh.

Wh-?

- Do you wear matching
cufflinks?

- Not today.

(watts): Mm-hmm.

You say you've never been
to the automat,

Yet your tie pin matches
this cufflink we found

In its kitchen.

- I told you I wouldn't
be caught dead in that place.

- But you do recognize
the cufflink, correct?

- Yeah.

- When was the last time
you wore the cufflinks?

- Not sure.

Last day at the diner?

Maybe I lost it.
I can't remember.

- Perhaps a stay in our cells

Will help to refresh
your memory.

- Oh...

- He's in a state.
I don't think he did it.

- Perhaps he's in a state
because he killed two people

Without intending to.

- This is what machines do
to a man.

- Watts, be serious.

Machines allow
for sequential workflow,

Standardization
and increased sales.

There's nothing inherently
inhumane about that.

- If we do entertain
the possibility

That mr. Alber
lost his cufflink at the diner,

Anyone could have picked it up.

- So mr. Scott could have
recognized it and planted it

At the automat in order
to frame mr. Alber.

- You think eddie scott's
a killer?

- He's tried to sabotage
the automat once before.

- Mr. Khan, you have
to cancel our contract.

- Sorry, gentlemen,
but the contract is binding.

You made a deal. Live with it!

- We didn't know we were buying
into a sinking ship.

- And it'll float again.

And I've already used your money
to order the two new machines.

I can't get that back.

(door opens and closes)

- Our money is gone.

- Think we may have
bet on the wrong horse.

(sighs)

- Never seen that before
in my life.

- It belonged to your cook.

- Is that so?

- And it was found

In mr. Khan's establishment.

- Well, nothing to do
with me then.

Anything else?

- Not at this time.

- Good. As you can see,

I've got, uh,
hungry mouths to feed.

- And when will
the automat reopen?

- Once our investigation
is complete.

- Investigation.
So the rumours are true.

- What rumours?

- People are saying
the place was sabotaged.

- I can neither confirm
nor deny that.

- Ah!

Inspector choi. A word?

- Of course. If you'll
excuse me, miss cherry.

- Louise.
- Effie.

- You hired her?

- I did.

We are one of the few cities
without a female police officer.

I felt a change was in order.

- Right. Well, she just fined me

Two dollars for reading a copy
of jack canuck

In a secluded area of a park.

- Unfortunately, it is a law
that's on the books.

- But this all seems
a bit backwards, doesn't it?

This city hires a woman lawyer
as the assistant crown attorney,

Then you hire
a female police officer,

Only to police what women
can read in public

By naming obscure bylaws.

Fair. But one could
easily argue

That an assistant crown attorney

Seen reading coarse material
is inappropriate.

I'll go talk with her.

- Thank you.

- Inspector.
- Miss berger.

Thank you for spotting
the tabloid,

But mrs. Crabtree's fine
will be waived

As I hold the discretion
to do so.

- And why's that?

(scoffs)

- You are aware
that mrs. Crabtree

Is the assistant crown attorney?

- Does that matter?

Did you not hire me
to carry out the duties

Of a morality officer?

Or should I be selective
in who I write up?

- That's all right, inspector.

I'll pay this
at the booking desk.

Good day.

- Inspector, I know all too well

That a household without rules
self-destructs.

I believe the same
goes for society.

These laws protect us.

- Miss berger,

A keeper of the law
must often pick and choose

Their battles. At this rate,

You'll fine half of toronto
for minute misdeeds.

- If that's the case,
the city coffers will be full,

And you can build more
jail cells.

(curious music)

(sighs)

- Thank you.

- You know, this is your fault.

- How so?

- You came up with the idea
to invest in that place.

When ruth finds out
I spent our money...

- Maybe it'll open again.

- Two people died
eating the food there!

It's not going to open again.

- Well, don't blame me!

- Well, I am blaming you!

- Constables.
Is there a problem?

- No, sir.

- Then what are you two
arguing about?

- Roberts and I bought into
a new automat, sir.

Given everything
that's happened,

We've lost a lot of money.

- You paid khan before
the place was even built?

- Well, he had to buy equipment.

- With your money?

- Pretty sure he cashed
the cheque the second he got it.

- Oh, roberts, higgins,

I've a feeling
that mr. Khan

Is not being transparent
about your deal.

- What do you mean?
He said he was raking in money.

- Yes, but he cashed your cheque
almost immediately,

Which tells me he is seeking
short-term funds.

Henry, request his bank records,

See if he has any
insurance policies,

Anything you can find.

Detective watts and I will have
a chat with mr. Khan.

And, uh,

Shake hands.

You both made a mistake.

(playful music)

If mr. Khan had debt,

Perhaps one of his creditors
could have done this.

- Wouldn't have done much
to get their money back.

- No. But it would have gone
a long way

To warning the next person

Who decides to default
on their loan.

Mr. Khan?

- Detective murdoch.

Would you like a sandwich?

Oh! That's right.

I can't serve you.

- We have a few questions
for you.

- Oh, if it'll open
this place up again,

I'd be happy to answer them.

- Um, imagine opening
an establishment like this

Comes at a considerable cost.

- Oh, these machines
are of the highest quality.

They don't come cheap.

- Are you carrying any debt?

- Why, of course. Every
entrepreneur carries debt.

- Any you haven't
been able to pay?

- You think one
of my creditors did this?

- Just exploring possibilities.

- What's in here?

- All the coins
that the customers use

Are collected here.

The coin tossers collect them

So we always have
a constant supply.

- So the cooks and busboys

Aren't the only ones
in the kitchen.

- Would you please
excuse us, mr. Khan?

I fear the pool of suspects

In this case just keeps growing.

Could you look in on miss hart
to see

If she's gotten
anywhere with those seeds?

- Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

- Don't misunderstand,

I'm not against other things
that morality officers do,

Like help mistreated wives,

Or track down husbands
who've abandoned their families.

But I think that women should
have access to new ideas!

- I think I can help you.

- How?

- She did say one law
for all, am I right?

- Mrs. Crabtree, do you know
if the police are intending

To charge mr. Alber?

- I do not.

- I'd hope they get off the pot.

I could really use my cook.
I'm being run ragged.

- If you want to change the law,

Sometimes you have to break it.

(higgins): Hello.

You're that coin tosser,
aren't you?

(woman): Yes.

- What are you doing here?

- My father's in your cells.
I wish to speak to him.

He didn't do anything wrong.

And now that I've lost my job

Since you closed
down the automat...

- Pardon me.

You're fred alber's daughter?

- I am.
- And you work at the automat?

- I did.

- Please come with me. I have
a few questions for you.

(tense music)

You recognize this?

- Yes. Where'd you find that?

- In the kitchen of the automat.

- Well, I'll take it back.

- How did it get there?

- I don't know.

- Michelle.

Wh-what are you doing here?

- Mr. Alber, please.
Have a seat.

Your daughter and I were just
trying to determine

How your cufflink ended up

In the kitchen of the automat,

And we thought perhaps
you could help us.

- I told you.

I haven't been in that
damned kitchen in my life!

- And yet,

This is evidence
that you were.

- No, he wasn't.

I was.

- You?

- I work there.

- You what?

That place cost me my job!

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

- We were broke!

You were lying around the house
doing nothing.

This was the first
job offered.

I took the cufflinks
to pawn them.

That one must have
fallen out of my pocket.

Neither me nor my father
had anything to do

With poisoning the customers.

We're just trying to make
our way in the world.

- He was doing good business.

- Yes, until he killed someone.

- Still, sales weren't covering
his loan payments.

He was just paying off interest.

- Any suspicious lenders

Who may have wanted
to teach him a lesson?

- Ah, all banks so far.
No sharks.

But this latest transaction
is interesting.

A payment made just yesterday
to steinbach automat.

- Strange. It's only
a hundred dollars.

- Only? How many machines
were you buying?

- Two. He told us two machines
cost two hundred.

- Those machines should be
no more than fifty apiece.

- The machines only cost
a hundred?

He took the other hundred
off us.

- Likely to try to finance
his debt.

I'd say the two of you
could get out of your contract.

Go.

Detective.

We may be looking
at it in the wrong direction.

Perhaps these deaths
are not a result

Of someone trying to drive
mr. Khan out of business.

- Both of these victims
were men above reproach.

Their deaths
do seem unintentional.

- You could be wrong.
Take a look at this.

- Uh, right here.

Foxglove seeds.

Ingesting a small amount
can cause symptoms

Like severe vomiting
for most people,

But it could be far more
dangerous, or even lethal,

For those with arrhythmia.
- Hm. Anything else?

- Foxglove poisoning
can cause visual disturbances

And hallucinations.

- Which would explain
why mr. Craneley

Reported seeing angels.

- And with that, the existence
of god remains unproven.

(suspenseful music)

- A visit to our first victim's
fianc�e might be in order.

- Miss ginny fisher,
the gardener. Right.

- Detectives,
have you found anything?

- We have. The murder weapon.

- Murder weapon? I...

The constable said that he died
from food poisoning.

- Oh, he died of poison,
all right,

But I think you are
very aware of that.

- Wha-

You think that I killed lyle?

That's ridiculous.
I loved him.

- Until you had
a change of heart,

And then you poisoned him
with the seeds

Of the foxglove plant,

Grown right here
in your own garden.

- I, I don't know
anything about that.

Poison?
(scoffs)

- Gardener as able as you

Would be familiar
with the various

Properties of plants.

- I don't know anything
about flowers or plants!

A neighbour of mine
does everything.

I'm not even allowed
to water them!

- Is that right?

Where might he be?

- I'll show you.

- Sorry, gentlemen,
but a deal is a deal

And a contract is a contract.

- Not if it's crooked.

- You take that back.
I am an honest-

- Ah, you are far from that.

- Prove it.

- You took two hundred dollars
from us

For machines that only
cost one hundred.

- There are shipping charges,
expenses.

- Yeah, loans to pay off.

- With our money.

- We have the paperwork, jay.

I could charge you with fraud
and misrepresentation.

- Could?

- Dissolve our contracts,

Or you're coming down
to the station with us.

- And give us our money back.

We're not leaving
until we have our cheques.

- Fine. I'll go get
your cheques.

But I'm telling you,

You guys are making
a huge mistake.

(door slams)

- Ha.

- There'll be 500
of them available free of charge

To any woman who wants them.

- Louise, I'm not sure I should

Go up against the police.

- You're not going
up against the police.

You're doing the right thing.

(door opens)

- Mr. Scott.

- We are quite busy
at the moment.

- We're not here to eat,
mr. Scott.

I understand you have
a new cook.

- I do.

- We'd like a word
with him, please.

- Chris, could you come
out here for a moment?

- What is going on here?

(suspenseful music)

What's this about?

- You killed lyle!

(breathing heavily)

- Mr. Yammet,

I'd like you to come down
to the station house.

- No.

- No, no.

(panting)

- Henry! Roberts! Stop that man.

(panting)

(grunting)

Well done, gentlemen.

- Ginny once told me
about his arrhythmia.

She and lyle didn't
think much of it.

- But you knew that foxgloves
could be lethal

To someone with that condition.

- The seeds look a bit
like black pepper.

I sprinkled just enough
on the beef sandwiches

To make people very ill.

It would appear to be
a mass food poisoning.

- You thought you could
get away with this?

- I noticed he came in
for a beef sandwich every day.

Then rumours started
about the automat

Being unsanitary.

I could cover my tracks.

- But you killed another man;

Could have killed more.

- I didn't think arrhythmia
was all that common.

- An extremely risky assumption.

(chuckles)

- Ginny was too good
for that idiot cranely.

I couldn't let her marry him.

I had loved her for years.

She deserves more.

(overlapping chatter)

- People of toronto!

Thank you for standing by me
and my business.

The police have confirmed
that recent events

Are due to one single criminal
incident.

Now that they've
caught the culprit,

I am happy to say
that we are back in business

And ready to serve!

(applause)
(woman): Congratulations!

- This is the longest line
I've ever seen.

- Stop saying that.

Why are people happy
to be eating here now?

- Seems like convenience
and novelty are here to stay.

Y'know, I think I've come out
of this a wiser businessman.

- Roberts, we were supposed
to be making

A tidy profit from all this.

- Would you prefer
to have been swindled?

- Think of it as just
a startup cost.

I'm going to see about
getting back in.

Mr. Khan!

Jay!
(higgins chuckles)

- What do you want?

- I may have been a little
bit hasty earlier.

- Hasty? You threatened me
with jail.

- No! That was just a...

I want back in.

(chuckles)
- sorry, that ship has sailed.

I've got a new business
partner.

And he's willing to pay
more than you will

For the privilege of becoming
very, very rich.

- Mr. Khan,
don't be unreasonable.

- No risk, no reward, constable.

And the next time you'd like
a meal, go to the diner.

- Your food is terrible!

(higgins chuckles)

- This is the modern age.

It doesn't matter.

- Mrs. Crabtree.

(scoffs)

I'm writing you another fine.

- Well, that's your prerogative.

But I hope you have a lot
of tickets in that book.

- One battle doesn't win
the war, mrs. Crabtree.

(lively music)

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