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[ Indistinct conversations ]

WILLIAMS: Shoot.

I am ordering you to shoot!

[ Gunshot, woman screams ]

You missed.

You did that on purpose,
didn't you?

- [ Indistinct conversations ]
- MAN: Oh, yeah.

Actually, make it two.
I'll give you triple.

[ Woman laughs ]

- Yes!
- MAN #2: Ah, lovely.

[ Laughter]

MAN #3:
Good boy!

Watch yourself.

Gentlemen.
Fellas.

We have all night.
Let's pace ourselves.

[ Laughter]

Nice.

Ah, lovely to see you.

- Only the best.
- WILLIAMS: You're too kind.

- What's this?
- It is for all.

Whoo!

- [ Laughter ]
- Thank you.

- MAN #4: Thank you.
- MAN #5: Once more!

[ Wolf-whistles ]

Mm.

[ Men "ohh" ]

[ Laughter]

BRACKENREID: Hard to believe
that they elected that bugger.

- Sir?
- Frank Williams.

Not the most honorable man,
from what I hear.

BRACKENREID: I wouldn't trust
him as far as I can throw him.

In fact, I did throw him once...

Many years ago
when I was still a constable.

Nearly lost my bloody job
over it.

[ Chuckles I
What happened?

He robbed a shop.
His father made it go away.

20 years later,
he's running city council.

[ Sighs]

- We shall persevere.
- BRACKENREID: Indeed.

And now on
to more pressing matters.

- Any news of Mr. Dobbs?
- Well, sir, at this point,

Mr. Dobbs has been missing
for three days.

Oh.
Bloody socialist.

Likely planning sedition
somewhere.

As far as I know, sir,

he was merely asking
for fair working conditions.

I know that, Murdoch.

I can hardly say
that I blame him.

Not the way
that these bloody developers

are stiffing the working man.

Oh, Murdoch. Are you
and the missus free for dinner?

Margaret was wondering.

Sir, Julia is in Chicago
for the next few days.

But upon her return...

Ah. So you're on your own,
tomcatting around.

Make sure you stay
out of bother.

Sir.
Telephone call for you.

She says it's important.

Right.
Sir.

Remind me again
who you work for.

You work
for the City of Toronto.

I also work for law and order.

One and the same.

And even if you disagree, that
does little to change the fact

that a policeman in your employ
is wanted for murder...

...and you're doing nothing
to apprehend him.

Murdoch didn't kill anyone.
It's just absurd.

[ Chuckles ]

It is what the evidence says.

Evidence can be
easily manipulated

to make it look how you want.

I don't like
what you're suggesting.

I know William Murdoch.

I know what he was looking into.

Baseless rumor.

But I don't begrudge you
your feelings of loyalty

towards your men.

Even I have been willing
to look the other way

to help out a friend
from time to time.

Davis.

Good to see you, as well, Tom.

And it's
Chief Constable Davis again.

Get out of my station, Davis.

I'm the one
who's in charge around here.

From this moment heretofore,
Chief Constable Davis

will be leading the manhunt

- for your Detective Murdoch.
- [ Knock on door ]

Chief Constable Davis,
she's here.

Who's she, Higgins?

He was talking to me, Tom.

Oh, Tom, I'll be using
your interview room.

I trust you won't interrupt.

Where is your husband?

Uh, I don't know.

Oh, come on, now.
He is your husband.

You must keep tabs on him.

I certainly don't keep tabs
on my husband.

Well, considering
the circumstances

of his disappearance,
perhaps you should.

Where is he?

I don't know.

I was in Chicago at a conference
when he went missing.

This would be
at the same time the dead woman

was found in your husband's bed.

And I'm sure
there's an explanation for that.

Of course there is.

A burlesque dancer
found dead in a man's bed?

I can think of a few.

I doubt that my husband
would ever be unfaithful.

Actually, I-I know
that he would never...

What was his connection
with her?

I wasn't aware of any.

You're not aware of much,
are you?

But I suppose
that should come as no surprise.

It's been my experience
that very few wives

are aware of what their husbands
play at when they're away.

[ Sighs]
This is absurd.

HIGGINS:
We should be home in our beds.

Henry's right.

But, instead, we're out here
looking for Detective Murdoch.

He's no murderer.

You don't think I know that,
Jackson?

Well, then what are we doing
out here looking for him?

- Orders.
- You mean to tell me

that if you found
Detective Murdoch, George,

you'd arrest him?

[ Gasps ]

What did you see?

It was shortly after
my performance.

GRAHAM:
Enjoying your party?

WILLIAMS:
Very much so.

GRAHAM:
Just remember who put you here.

I remember.

Good.

Is it done?

Melinda Street?

I filed the applications
this morning.

So most of the street is mine,

and you are now a rich man.

A good day all around.

And jail time
if we're both found out.

Ah, there's little reward
without risk, Franklin.

Well, I should get back
to the party.

One more thing.

I need you
to take care of Dobbs.

- [ Sneezes ]
- GRAHAM: Who's that?

Gents. He says there's
an intruder inside the building.

He'll have to call
somebody else.

We're looking for
Detective Murdoch right now.

JACKSON:
That's the thing of it, George.

He says the intruder
is Detective Murdoch.

Oh, God.

[ Lock disengages, door opens ]

- Sir.
- George.

You're not supposed
to be in here, sir.

I can leave.

I can't let you do that.

George, no.

CRABTREE:
Sir, it's for the best.

- I can't.
- Sir, you're wanted for murder.

You don't really believe that
to be true?

CRABTREE: No, of course not,
but come in with us.

We'll work together.
We'll clear your name.

MURDOCH:
You won't be able to.

I won't be able to.
Not behind bars.

Sir, I can't let you leave.

George, please.

Tell Julia that you saw me
and that I'm fine.

You can tell her yourself.
Lads.

I'm sorry, George.

George!
Are you all right, George?

CRABTREE:
Where is he?

Where is he?!

- He got away.
- Damn it.

- We're supposed to bring him in.
- George.

Higgins, he's safer with us
than without us.

This doesn't help us,
Crabtree... none of it.

Sir...

I didn't let him go.

He escaped.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Ogden.
- DR. OGDEN: [ Sighs]

BRACKENREID:
That may be, but no one else

is gonna see it that way.

As far as the Board of Control
are concerned,

we're aiding and abetting
a criminal.

[ Sighs]
A criminal?

Do you realize
how ridiculous you sound?

The fact of the matter
is that, right now,

your husband has no friends
except us.

And the only friends
that we have are each other.

Right, then.
If they're after the detective,

it's because they think
he knows something.

And they want him to go
to the grave with it.

That's the truth of it,
isn't it?

They'd rather see him dead
than alive.

If he does get in contact,
Doctor...

You'll know.

No harm will come to him,
Doctor.

I promise.

Thank you, George.

Inspector, what was
he doing with that woman?

- I don't know.
- And why was she in our home?

All Murdoch would say
is that she was a witness.

A witness to what?

I don't know.

Nina?

Tell me
about Lydia and William.

I don't know anything.

I'm a grown woman.

My husband is in danger.
So tell me.

[ Sighs]

I saw them together.

Together?

What do you mean, "together"?

LYDIA: [ Crying ]

They were just talking.

- DR. OGDEN: About what?
- I don't know.

I heard that Lydia
was a witness to something.

- What did she see?
- I don't know.

- She wouldn't tell me.
- DR. OGDEN: Nina.

You must know something.

Lydia was at a private party.

Sometimes we're called
to attend them.

Some of the girls go.

Who was there?

Construction bigwigs,
politicians,

those sorts of people.

All she would tell me
is that she heard something

that she never
should have heard.

- But you have no clue?
- Nothing at all.

[ Sobs ] But it must have
been something...

...'cause a couple
of days later,

two men came here
looking for her.

She was gone.

[ Voice breaking ]
I never saw her again.

I'm sorry.

I know.
[ Sniffles ]

I do hope you find your husband.

He's a good and decent man.

I know.

I will.

She was my friend.

She was so funny.

And the City of Toronto
is, indeed, fortunate

to have the talents and acumen
of Mr. Robert Graham...

whose new development
on this very site

will be
this city's shining jewel.

- WOMAN: Hear, hear!
- MAN: Bravo, bravo.

- WOMAN #2: Bravo!
- MAN #2: Well said.

WOMAN #2:
Well said!

WILLIAMS: Now, Robert, would
you care to say a few words?

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

- [ Applause ]
- WOMAN: Bravo!

Thank you, Councilor Williams.

I am honored to be entrusted
with rebuilding

this small part
of our beloved city.

The Great Fire was a tragedy
and has left an ugly scar.

But with destruction,
we have the chance at rebirth.

This city
will rise from the ashes

and turn into something more
beautiful than she ever was.

And, as I have assured

my good friend
Councilor Williams,

this flight will be on time
and under budget.

- [ Cheers and applause ]
- WOMAN: Hear, hear!

- GRAHAM: Thank you.
- WOMAN #2: Bravo!

- WOMAN #3: Thank you!
- MAN: Bravo!

LYDIA:
My life is in danger.

I just want to get out of here,
out of town... anywhere.

Who's after you?

Two men.

I've seen them,
and they've seen me.

Why are they after you?

[ Sobs ]

I can't help you
if you don't tell me anything.

I was working a party,

and I overheard
two men speaking.

It sounded like
they were up to no good.

What were they talking about?

Some building on Melinda Street.
How they were gonna get rich.

And who were the two men?

One of them was Mr. Williams...

the man in the paper.

And the other?

A man named Graham.

Did you hear anything else?

Um...

They mentioned
a man named Dobbs.

Edward Dobbs?

LYDIA:
I don't know.

I think so.

[ Sobs ]

This beautiful dress.

I had it made
just for the party.

[ Voice breaking ]
And now it's ruined.

It's all right, Miss Hall.
It's all right.

LYDIA: [ Crying ]

- Williams was one of them, sir.
- Our new boss.

Well, isn't
that bloody wonderful.

- I'm going to investigate.
- Investigate what?

It's a crooked land deal.
What's to investigate?

Are you suggesting
I look the other way?

I'm suggesting that if you look

into all the deals
the city makes,

you're gonna find hundreds
of similar arrangements.

Well, there's
one more thing, sir.

Oh, of course there is.

- Edward Dobbs.
- Oh, bollocks.

The man has been missing
for three days.

This could be
more than politics as usual.

This could be murder.

No one will believe
a word of it.

Your only source is nothing
more than a dance-hall girl.

No one's
gonna take her seriously.

I am.

You're not the average man,
Murdoch.

I'm going to speak
to Dobbs' wife.

I doubt she'll add much
to the mix, but go ahead.

- MURDOCH: Mrs. Dobbs.
- Just get away from me.

I have nothing to say to you...
Or any police, for that matter.

I just have
a couple of questions.

I don't know where he is.

That's exactly what I'd like
to help you with.

Help me?

I doubt that.

Your type
never helps people like us.

- You're just lackeys.
- I can assure you that I am not.

- If your husband is missing...
- If? [ Scoffs ]

He hasn't been here
in three days.

There is no "if" about it.

Someone has killed him.

Or taken him.

- [ Paper rustling ]
- They tarred and feathered

a union man in Colorado
not long ago.

They'll do worse to Edward.

Who would do worse to him?

Robert Graham.

Edward had called for a strike
against his company.

He was having some success.

If someone has hurt Edward,

Graham had something
to do with it.

I'd like to question Mr. Graham.

- No.
- No?

Graham's an untouchable.

He holds the secrets

of almost every elected
city official in his hands.

Sir, he may be responsible
for a man's disappearance.

A man no one cares about.

A socialist and a rabble-rouser.

- A man nevertheless.
- [ Telephone rings ]

If you want to go
after Williams and Graham,

you're gonna need more than
the words of a dance-hall girl

and a socialist's wife.

Detective Murdoch.

I'll be right there.

Edward Dobbs.

They pulled him
out of the lake yesterday.

He'd been in there three days.

But take a look at this.

He was obviously strangled.

MURDOCH:
His wife's worst fear.

And nothing I can use.

Let me know
if you find anything else.

- Uh...
- [ Door closes ]

- Uh...
- Chicago.

You do remember?

I'm off this evening.

Ah, yes, yes.
Right.

Right.
Of course.

I'm so happy
that my comings and goings

still leave
such an impression on you.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Door opens ]

- Mr. Graham.
- [ Door closes ]

- Have a seat.
- I'd prefer to stand.

Very well.

A man in your employ
is lying dead in our morgue.

That's a shame.

It's an Edward Dobbs.
Do you know him?

I have over 1,000 men
working for me at present.

Yes.

But only one man who was leading

a potential strike action
against your company.

It's a democracy.
That's within his right.

I believe he was murdered.

Mm. Since I'm in here,
I suppose you believe

I had something to do with it.

Would you like to clear
your conscience?

I have no need to.

Are you sure?

So, now that you've put me
on notice, am I free to go?

For now, Mr. Graham.
For now.

Thank you.

[ Knock on door ]

I just want to go out of town.

You can't leave yet.
I still need you.

For what?

If what you told me is true,

I need your help
to take down Williams.

Why bother?

- No, you can't leave.
- They are going to kill me!

MURDOCH: They won't.
They won't.

I'll protect you.

Please.

I doubt that.

Especially after what I saw.

You told me
you just saw two men arguing.

Yes, that's right.

- You're lying.
- I am not!

You saw something more.

You saw something
that scared you.

What was it?
What was it?

I don't want to end up
like Mr. Dobbs!

What happened to Mr. Dobbs?

[ Breathes shakily ]

I saw more than I said.

Well, I should get back
to the party.

One more thing.

I need you
to take care of Dobbs.

[ Muffled screaming ]

WILLIAMS: [ Gasps ]

GRAHAM:
So do it.

- Are you crazy?
- Far from it.

I-I can't.

This man here,
he's our new enemy...

A worker who thinks
he is more than he is...

a member of the rabble
who thinks he is above politics.

- But I...
- GRAHAM: I say the word,

and the world knows
you're a crook.

You do this for me,
and you're rich forever.

[ Muffled screaming ]

[ Muffled ] Please.
No, no.

[ Choking ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Voice breaking ]
I didn't help.

I didn't do anything.

I just...

I just watched that man die
before my eyes.

All right.

- No!
- [ Thud ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Knock on door ]

OFFICER: Toronto Constabulary!
Open up!

- Open up, Murdoch!
- [ Knocking ]

I said, "Open the door"!

Get after him!

Chief Constable Davis,
what in God's name is this?

You can't read?
On your feet, Constable.

Detective Murdoch
could never...

A young woman was found dead
in your Detective Murdoch's bed.

He ran from the Constabulary.

- He certainly could...
- Davis, this is ludicrous.

DAVIS:
I don't want you to think.

I want you to do your job and
bring Detective Murdoch in...

Alive, preferably.

But I'll accept the other.

If Murdoch ran,
it's because he had good reason.

He certainly did... guilt.

WILLIAMS:
Arm yourself, Inspector.

We're going out looking
for your man.

Sir.

George.

You're not going
to hit me again, are you?

No, George, I'm not.

The only reason you connected

is because I truly
wasn't expecting anything.

- Of course.
- What do you need me for, sir?

George, you must know

I had nothing to do
with Lydia Hall's murder.

Of course not.
You hardly need mention it.

But the fact of the matter is,

Chief Constable Davis
is out for blood, sir.

Don't you think you're
better off coming with us?

No, I don't.

But there is something
that you can do for me, George.

I need you to find out
all you can

about Frank Williams
and Robert Graham.

They're the ones after you?

It would appear so.

Sir, that's not...

- That's not good news.
- I'm aware of that, George.

I also need you to speak
with your reporter friend.

- Sir?
- MURDOCH: At this point,

I don't think
anyone in the Constabulary

or city hall, for that matter,
can help me.

She needs to find
where the skeletons are buried.

I'll see what I can do.

If you find anything,
leave it here.

I'll check back.

Sir, I think
we should be doing this

through the normal channels.

George, there are
no normal channels anymore.

[ Man shouting indistinctly
in distance ]

Sir.
You get out of here.

I'll take care of them.

No sign of him, lads.

What station house
are you boys from?

I assume you're looking for...
Get your...

Hey!
Hey!

Get... Get...

Hey, get...

Get out.

I won't say it twice.

[ Lock disengages ]

First, let me say I understand
the chain of command.

I understand loyalty
to a superior officer.

And, most importantly, I
understand loyalty to a friend.

Your Detective Murdoch
is a lucky man.

I don't see much lucky
about his situation.

Ah, well, he put himself there.

I highly doubt that.

Well, I'm not interested
in your opinion.

What you need be concerned with
is your record.

You have spent time in jail.

Your career is limited as it is.

If you don't cooperate with me,
your career is over.

I don't give a damn.

Well, I do.

And I want answers.

Now, I know you two
have been staying in contact,

and I want you to bring him in.

I won't do it.

Answer me!

- Give me the right answer.
- Get off him, Davis!

- Back off!
- Stay away from my man.

- I'm your superior.
- I don't give a toss.

Crabtree, get out... now!

I've handled better than you
with a hangover.

Don't even think about it.

Get used to it, Davis.

You'll be back in here
soon enough.

[ Lock engages ]

[ Door closes ]

Here.
Get that down you.

What did Murdoch say?
Has he gotten anywhere?

He wants me
to look into Robert Graham.

BRACKENREID:
You won't find anything.

- Does he know who killed Lydia?
- CRABTREE: No.

But it's clear they're trying
to make it look like him.

Surely, sir, there's not
a judge in the city

who would believe that.

I mean, it's William Murdoch.

[ Sighs]
They'll take him into custody.

He won't even stand trial.

Murdoch will end up
a Catholic wracked with guilt

searching for salvation
at the end of a noose.

My God.

So, what do we do?

We help him
without being seen to help him.

Constable.
You're back on active duty.

But watch yourself.

You best tell Murdoch
to surrender,

or there truly will be hell
to pay.

[ Sighs]

[ Sighs]

[ Gasps, screams ]

Louise, I need you
to get me something.

- A new suit?
- No.

I need you to get me
any information you can

on Franklin Williams
and Robert Graham.

They're public figures.
They're well known.

I need to know what they get up
to when they're not in public.

I'm not sure.

Louise,
Detective Murdoch is my friend.

He needs my help.

They're powerful men, George.

CRABTREE: And Detective Murdoch
is a good man

who's been accused
of a crime he didn't commit.

I'll look into it.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

- [ Whispering indistinctly ]
- Thank you.

George, I have to go.

Thank you for coming, George.

I wasn't sure
you'd be here, sir.

They'd never expect us
to meet in the same place twice.

Any news on Julia?

Only that she's been taken.

They're trying to force me out.

It might be
the best thing to do, sir.

Not yet.

Meet me again here tomorrow.

All right.

You said
you would keep me safe.

[ Echoing]
You should have protected me.

[ Creaking ]

William Murdoch.

- You are under arrest.
- [ Rifle cocks ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

Go and put the kettle on.

If you'd have asked for help,
you wouldn't be here.

You really believe that?

Does this looks like it?

Go on.
Get out.

They'll know you did this.

Go get what you need
on whoever's framing you.

I'll find your wife.

Thank you, sir.

[ Lock disengages,
keys jingling ]

BRACKENREID:
Come on, then!

[ Badge thuds ]

I'll expect you out now.

You can't say
that you weren't warned.

Cat got your tongue,
Brackenreid?

I've been on the job
20 years, Davis.

There's nothing you can do
to stop me.

You heard him.
You're finished.

I may be finished with the job.

Doesn't mean
I'm finished with you.

WILLIAMS:
Leave it, Davis.

- Station Four is done.
- [ Door opens ]

The only person
that Murdoch has on his side

is that little imbecile.

I've got men on him,
but I doubt he's good for much.

Listen, you know the two
that are glued to Williams?

- Right.
- Well, I'm on to them.

And I'm not in uniform.

If Williams is involved
in Dr. Ogden's disappearance,

then they've got something
to do with it.

Watch yourself, sir.

I've lost my job
and my best man.

It's too late for that.

It's up to us
to make this right, Crabtree...

You and me.

CRABTREE: I asked you
to look into those two.

- I was, but I...
- Instead you write an article

all but accusing
Detective Murdoch

of murdering a woman
and abducting his wife.

- Why?
- Because that was the story.

Who told you
Dr. Ogden had been taken?

I received my report
from Chief Constable Davis.

Davis. And what do you know
that's not in here?

- Is she still alive?
- I don't know that, George.

You don't know. You know
that Davis is a part of this?

George,
you're being ridiculous.

Davis is a part of this.

And so is Williams,
and so is Graham.

They're civic-minded men.
Good citizens.

That is a lie, and you know it.

Get your hand off me!

I don't see
much of a future for us

if you continue to act this way.

Now, I know you're fond
of Detective Murdoch,

but it's clear he's not
the man you thought he was.

Well, it's clear you're not
the woman I thought you were.

I was just doing my job!

- [ Door rattling ]
- DR. OGDEN: Help!

Let me out!

Somebody!

I don't know anything.

I told the detective
and his wife all that I know.

I can't help you.
I would if I could.

I know.

I think
I just wanted to see you.

Well, here I am.

I'm so sorry.

I never should have let you go.

You deserve better than me.

I'm only realizing now that
there is no better than you.

But I don't know what to do.

With the detective
and Dr. Ogden gone...

NINA:
You'll find them.

It's gonna be all right.

GRAHAM:
That's so touching.

Get out of here.

I would have thought
you'd be out looking.

Or is it
that you'd rather spend time

with painted ladies
than look for your detective

- or his missing wife?
- I said, "Get out."

GRAHAM: Strike me,
and you'll end up in a cell,

where you'll be even more
useless than you currently are.

But, Constable,
think about this.

You are at a crossroads
in your life.

If you help me, you will have
an unimpeded rise to the top.

Your inspector's gone.

Your immediate superior
is a murderer.

Things are looking up
for Constable George Crabtree,

and all you have to do
is look away.

I won't be doing that.

Sounds to me like you wish
to add another item

to your long list of mistakes.

[ Scoffs ]

Enjoy your time with your whore.

No.
Don't.

Don't worry, George.

Nothing he says will bother me.

The way you just stood up to him
makes me so proud of you.

WILLIAMS: Once you have her,
have Fergus and McFadden

take her to the location.

Davis will be here in half
an hour to clean up the mess.

- [ Snaps fingers ]
- [ Door opens ]

[ Screaming ]

This would have worked out
a lot better for you

if you hadn't have seen my face.

Get rid of her!

- Out the back, you idiot!
- [ Muffled screaming ]

So, you didn't see
who left the note?

- No. Why?
- It's from Detective Murdoch.

- What's it say?
- He needs our help.

Let's go.

[ Motorcycle approaching ]

Oh!
Motorbike.

Dr. Ogden?

Doctor?

You should have stayed retired.

If you've hurt her...

You'll what?

I'll kill you.

- I doubt that.
- [ Gun cocks ]

[ Gunshot ]

You're sure this is the place?

CRABTREE:
This is where we met last time.

Well, then where is he, George?

I don't know, Jackson.

- [ Footsteps ]
- Detective?

- [ Gunshots ]
- Aah!

[ Screams ]

No.
[ Breathes heavily ]

No.

Oh, my God.
George.

No!
No.

Help!
Help!

Someone help!

Help!

- Out of the way!
- WOMAN: Aah! What's happened?

Help! Help!
Yes!

Yes!
This is an emergency!

This is
Detective William Murdoch.

Three constables are down.

I need an ambulance at
the church at Yonge and Heath...

Right away!

Yes, right away!

You there!
I need your assistance.

We'll send someone.
You stay with me.

- No! No.
- Let's go.

They need your help!

Where's my wife?

- If you've hurt her...
- You'll what?

Reach through those bars
and throttle me?

And who says I have her?

Or know anything
about what's happened to her?

Where is she?!

I'll make you a deal.

You sign a confession
that you murdered that strumpet,

and I will endeavor
to find your wife.

- No.
- [ Scoffs ]

You do not have a lot
of bargaining power, Detective.

Your inspector
is not here for you.

In fact, he may be dead.

Your wife is gone.

And if she is not dead already,
she soon will be.

And I've heard at least one of
your loyal constables is dead.

So will you sign
that confession?

No.

I'm sorry... for you.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

WATTS:
Detective Murdoch.

It appears
you are going to need some help.