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I just watched that man die
before my eyes.

All right.

No!

Open up, Murdoch!

Where's my wife?

Your wife is gone.

Your inspector
is not here for you.

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.

Amen.

We should go.

Why aren't they burying George?

His body is still in the morgue.

The burial is scheduled
for next week.

Thank you for letting me attend.

There will be light at the end
of this, I assure you.

Constable.
Take those down.

We're not honoring those
who dishonor the constabulary.

All of you should consider this
your lucky day.

Until further notice,
Station Four is standing down.

But you will all be paid in full

until a final decision
has been made.

All citizen reports
and complaints

are to be referred
to Station Five.

Your only duty
is to log said reports,

not act on them.

You can all put your feet up
for a while.

Ah, Miss Marsh.

Welcome.

Gentlemen, until further notice,
Station Four

will be managed by my colleague
Miss Penelope Marsh.

Though her arrival in the city
may be recent,

she has managed departments
much larger than this in London.

Gentlemen.

Regardless of my sex, I expect
to be treated as your superior.

Oh, here's Murdoch.

Men, if you want work,
real work, it's very simple.

All that needs happen
is that man admit his guilt

in the murder
of Miss Lydia Hall.

What do you say, Detective?

Will you see fit
to clear your conscience?

The only thing that I'll see to

is that you end up
where you belong.

Behind bars.

Miss Marsh,
the station is yours.

Any malfeasance
is to be reported to me.

Yes, sir.

You're nothing.

You've still heard
nothing about Julia?

I believe her to still be alive.

I suspect
they want your confession

and are leveraging
her safety to get it.

You're a good man, Murdoch.
The city knows it.

If you're guilty, people will
want to hear it from your lips.

- If?
- I don't believe you are.

- But we have two unsolved murders.
- - Mr. Dobbs

and one
which directly relates to you.

Lydia Hall.

I was supposed to protect her.

What do you know about the land
scheme you were investigating?

All records have been purged
from city hall.

If any remain, they would be in
the hands of Graham or Williams.

Then that's where I'll look.

No, no.

Find Julia.
Nothing else matters.

You must be Constable Higgins.

I'm glad to see
you're recovering.

Where's the inspector?

He's a wanted man.
I don't know.

So, what are you doing here?

Simply what I'm told.

I'd advise you to do the same.

Welcome back.

Ah, the belle of the bar.

At your service, Mr. Graham.

Condolences on your loss.

Thank you.

But one girl's loss
can be another man's gain.

Mm. Saucy.

I am that.

And a whole lot more.

I may call upon you, Miss Bloom.

I'll be sure to answer.

You could have picked a less
conspicuous place to meet.

Are you ashamed
to be seen with me?

Mr. Williams, we need
a confession from Murdoch.

And how do we do that?

Show Murdoch
his wife is still alive,

but will not be much longer if
he continues to be intransigent.

Can you do that?

Good.

Where's Brackenreid?

Why hasn't his body been found?

I instructed
Chief Constable Davis

to kill him
and dispose of his body.

You should have told me
that you were gonna do this.

To do that, I would have
to have confidence in you.

Sadly, I don't.

A word?

- Who are you?
- Detective Llewellyn Watts.

I applied for a temporary
transfer to this station.

That's hardly necessary.

Each station
requires a detective,

whether it is fully
operational or not.

I believe you'll find
very little to do.

I'm gambling once the Murdoch
affair is cleared up,

this station
will return to normal.

I would like to be
well positioned

to take over when that happens.

Planning for the future.

It's what the wise do,
Miss Marsh.

Did you know
the two men who were killed?

The man in the ground
and the man in the morgue.

I knew them both.

Your feelings towards them
won't affect your job?

Of course not.

My role in this world
is to see that justice is done.

You'll obey my orders?

Like a dog.

What are you doing
cozying up to her?

Even I wouldn't stoop that low.

I'm getting close to the action,
Constable.

So you're in charge here,

now that Detective Murdoch's
gone?

I'm the detective of record,
yes.

What happened here?

Some men from Williams' office
were rifling around in here.

I don't know
what they were looking for.

I would suppose either something

that makes Detective Murdoch
look guilty

or their boss innocent.

We should clean it up.

Why?

Do you want Detective Murdoch
coming back to work

and seeing this?

It's time for a photograph,
Dr. Ogden.

Graves, open the door.

I'm in here.

Graves?

Damn it!

There was one unusual thing,
however.

Detective Murdoch's
recording equipment is missing.

It's not really missing.

- It's been borrowed.
- You took it?

I thought it may come in useful.

Constable Higgins.
A word.

Yes?

Why were you three shot?

More than shot.

Two were killed.
Good friends of mine.

I understand that.
Why?

We were trying to help
Detective Murdoch.

You know that for a fact?

We received a message

we believed to be
from the detective,

and we walked into a trap.

And who do you imagine did this?

Let's just say your boss
and his friend Graham

aren't the men they seem.

So you're saying
they're murderers?

Take from it what you will.

Get out of here.

No one enters
without my permission.

Of all the men on city council
to take up with,

why did I pick you?

- I'll find her.
- Of course you will.

If you don't, it's your life.

- Don't you mean "ours"?
- Oh, I don't think so.

You remember this, don't you?

This is the weapon
you used to kill Mr. Dobbs.

You told me to kill him.

There's only one man's
fingerprints on that thing.

As such, it really is in
your best interests to find her.

We can make this city
great again, Mr. Williams.

But it'll take resolve.

So get that confession,
no matter what it takes.

Please just give me one moment.
I'll see what I can do.

Wait here.

Oh, Miss Marsh.

You are to refer
all complaints to Station Five.

I know. He's not here
to register a complaint.

That's Detective Murdoch's
solicitor.

Why is he here?

The detective has made clear
his intent to confess.

His attorney is here
to counsel him.

It's the truth.
I know it's hard to believe.

I need to inform Mr. Williams.

If Murdoch is gone
when I return...

I watched two men die,
Miss Marsh.

I have no intention
of joining them.

Detective.
Someone to see you.

Is it Detective Watts?

- No.
- Then send them away.

I think you're gonna
want to see this person, sir.

William.

Julia.

Oh, thank God.
You're safe.

As can be.

- I thought...
- I know.

But I'm alive, and I'm well.

You've changed.

We'll get through this, William.

Yes. Now that we're together,
we certainly will.

Someone's coming.

I understand
you spoke with counsel.

Where is he?

He's attending
to another matter.

But I've made a decision.

I'll confess to the murder
of Lydia Hall.

Once I see my wife.

I don't know where she is.

How would I know?

I'm not accusing you
of anything,

but I believe you have
the resources to find her.

So, as I say,

once I see my wife,
I will plead guilty.

And I'll not spend
another night in that cell.

We can have you transferred.

You do that, and I'll be killed.

There isn't a jail cell in
Ontario where I would be safe.

That's true.

Why does that matter?

If you confess to murder,
you'll most likely be hanged.

There will be no trouble.

I just want my wife back.

Safe and sound.

Detective Murdoch, will this
ensure your confession?

It will.

That's what you need,
isn't it, Franklin?

Then let him go home.

I want him under guard
24 hours a day.

Of course.

Detective Watts
can take one shift.

- I trust him.
- Mm-hmm.

Get Horace McWorthy
from Station Five.

I trust him.

And, Murdoch,
any attempt to escape

will be met with deadly force.

Just find my wife.

And you can do
what you want with me.

Are you a sorceress
or a magician?

Just a woman with experience
in the arts of pleasing a man.

Miss Bloom, I fear
you will make me blush.

Now, Mr. Graham, I doubt
you are as innocent as all that.

You seem very able
to take what you want,

whether it's on offer or not.

Well, I can't hide much
from you, can I, Miss Bloom?

Well, I hope you don't
find cause to, Mr. Graham.

Because I know what I want.

And what's that?

A man who takes what's his.

Without apology.

Someone after my own heart.

- Nothing to fear.
- Mm-hmm.

Open it.

Don't get any ideas.

It might not have bars,
but it's a cell just the same.

I won't be giving you
any trouble.

I'd just as soon you did,
Detective.

I'm surprised
you let the detective go.

Mr. Williams did.

But you edged him
toward that decision. Why?

We need
Detective Murdoch's confession.

We need it to go forward.

So the detective's guilt

transforms your boss
into an innocent man?

Mr. Williams simply wants
to make this city great again.

A noble aim.

But his partner, Robert Graham,
is far from noble.

He is a hard man,
I will grant you that.

He is a criminal, Miss Marsh.

If you spent any time in
city hall, you would know that.

And he's caught
your boss in his web.

- Detective.
- I'm not a fool.

Your boss has lined his pockets
with Mr. Graham's money

and ceded half of this city
to him.

Prove that.

I doubt that I can.

But I know it to be true.

As, I suspect, do you.

So, tell me, was that dancer
as saucy offstage as she was on?

You have to guard me.

But that doesn't mean
I have to talk to you.

Well, that will make
for a very long night.

Do you have anything to drink
in here?

My wife's sherry.

Bring it over, Detective.

And be liberal with it.

Open it.

Detective Murdoch.
How are you keeping?

On the job?

Take this with you
into the other room.

I need to have a few words
with Detective Murdoch.

If I'm right,
we shall soon be undisturbed.

I'm a police officer.

Yes, I'm well aware of that.

Dr. Ogden.

Well, this changes things.

You realize most of the city
is looking for you?

Yes. And I will be found
when I choose to be.

Is William out of jail yet?

- Yes.
- Then take me to him.

That's not a wise move.
Not yet.

How did you get out?

Luckily for me,
men can be very gullible.

You all right?

I can't breathe.

Untie me.

I'll loosen you.
Just... calm down.

And stop squirming.

A damsel in distress.

- Or what he thought was.
- This is good.

The longer you can stay hidden,
the more time we have.

And the more nervous
we make Franklin Williams.

- Who's we?
- I'll show you.

Come on.

What have you?

It's not often
I get to serve two dead men.

Well,
let's keep it that way, John.

My lips are sealed.

But it's good to see you both.

You too, Hodge.
When did you get out?

Six months ago.

- Nice place.
- Mm.

It'll get there.

Thanks, John.

I was as careful as I could be.

I found that in Graham's office.

Still got blood on the wire.

Do you think this was used
to kill Mr. Dobbs or Miss Hall?

- I don't know.
- Bloody Watts.

He was told to keep
the circle small.

- Gentlemen.
- Who the bloody hell is this?

- Dr. Ogden?
- Shh, Inspector.

We don't need the world to know.

My God.
I can't believe it.

Nor can I, George.

- I read that you were dead.
- Mm.

And Constable Jackson?

- I'm sorry.
- He'll get justice.

How did you end up here?

They took my badge away.

But it didn't matter.

It still didn't take me long
to find out

where they were keeping you.

I just got there too late.

You should have stayed retired.

If you've hurt her...

You'll what?

I'll kill you.

I doubt that.

I hid his body.

I knew that they wouldn't think
that I was still alive,

so I got Margaret and the kids
out of the city to her sister's.

I contacted Watts.

And he told me what happened
to Crabtree and the others.

I heard things were going bad
for the detective.

There wasn't a policeman
in the city who didn't know.

You didn't come forward?

Uh, coming forward
wouldn't have helped.

I preferred the shadows.

Help! Help!

Someone help!

Ah. Get those two
to the hospital. Now.

- What about him?
- He's for the morgue.

I'll handle that.

Carefully.

They're still breathing.

I need your help.

Use this.

It's all right, George.

It's all right.
It's all right.

It's all right.
It's all right.

Okay. It's all right.
It's all right.

- It's all right, George.
- Hold him.

It's all right.
It's all right.

It's all right.

All right. Good.

Yes?

Steady on, George.

Steady on.

It's all right.
All right.

All right.
It's all right, George.

Your Miss James
is an able surgeon.

She saved my life.

Doctor, we have what we believe
is the murder weapon. Crabtree.

Good.
Let's see if you're right.

Look at us.

We're all together.

You know what that means?

That means we're going to win.

Well, you heard
what... the lady said.

Let's move.

I could walk out of here
right now.

I wager you wouldn't
be able to stop me.

No, I couldn't.

But if you walk out,
you'll be running away forever,

living out your days
as a murderer.

And I don't think you are.

I've read about you.

Your exploits.

Your heroism.
Your intelligence.

Even your faith.

And?

And I believe you
to be an innocent man.

Does that matter now?

To me, it does.

Sleepyhead will be awake soon.

I suggest we wait
for his replacement to arrive.

If I stay, I'll be putting
my life in your hands.

I'm doing the same.

You look
wonderfully well for a man

I declared dead three days ago.

Healthy living.

Julia?

Yes.

You're safe.

Rebecca,
you saved George's life.

I was lucky Detective Watts
brought him in when he did.

Could we save the reunion
for later, please?

- Is Mr. Dobbs still on ice?
- He is, indeed.

Well, let's not dilly-dally,
then.

This may be the weapon
that killed him.

May?

There's no absolute certainty,
Inspector.

But it seems likely.

As far as I could tell,
there was only one set

of fingermarks on that weapon.

- Whose?
- I don't know.

Would William be able
to tell more?

He might. But I'm not sure
it would matter.

I mean, neither Williams'
nor Graham's fingermarks

are on record,
and neither has a reason

to give them up voluntarily.

I know someone
who would be able to help us.

But it might be a risk.

Did you not hear
what I said earlier, Detective?

- We are going to win.
- All right.

When we get to the hotel,
you two wait for my signal.

George, I think it might be time
to retrieve the device.

- I could do that.
- Ready?

He give you any trouble?

No.

- He's a real pussycat.
- Ah.

- Detective.
- Miss Marsh?

I believe we can trust her.

Did you find
anything we could use?

Possibly the weapon
used to kill Mr. Dobbs.

- Fingermarks?
- One set for certain.

- Don't know whose.
- Right.

Then we'll need Mr. Graham's

and Mr. Williams' fingermarks
for comparison.

- I think I can do that.
- No, let me.

Mr. Williams
has a meeting scheduled

with Mr. Graham
for this evening.

Good. Good.

Create a pretext
as to why you need to be there.

I'll need something that each
of them has handled recently.

Detective Watts,
will you come with me?

Of course.

Miss Marsh.

You may think me a good man.

But if this is a ruse,
you will pay dearly.

If there's a knock on the door,
you should open it.

- Where is it?!
- I don't know.

Is this your idea of a joke?!

Oh, I wouldn't do that to you,
Franklin.

If this comes back to me,
I will tell them about you.

I'll tell them
about what you did.

And what was that, exactly?

I made an offer
on a plot of land,

perhaps an under-market-value
offer, but you accepted it.

- You had that dancer killed.
- Don't worry.

As far as the world's concerned,
Detective Murdoch killed her.

And I suggest
you keep your voice down.

We appear to have company.

Where is the garrote?

I honestly don't know.

Oh. Miss Marsh, Detective Watts.
What can I do for you?

I need to talk to Mr. Williams.

I need you to sign these.

This couldn't wait?

Well, you did say
you were going to pay the men.

They haven't seen a penny

since Inspector Brackenreid
disappeared.

I thought it best
to try and keep up morale.

An excellent thought.

A happy worker
is a constructive one.

Unfortunately there are
quite a number of them.

- Julia.
- I have someone for you.

Sir.

I've been fired, Murdoch.
No need for rank now.

I should get out of this.

Are you sure that's wise?

So, Murdoch, are
you gonna offer a man a drink?

Oh, I am sorry.

- Oh, I'll reimburse you.
- Oh, that's not necessary.

Just leave before you
break anything else.

Of course.

Oh, sir.

There is one more thing.

I need you to talk
to Detective Murdoch.

Why?

He's becoming
increasingly despondent.

His commitment
to doing the right thing

seems to be wavering.

Well, we can't have that.

You better have a word
with the detective.

Well, I couldn't get
his fingermarks.

So you decided
to get the whole man?

Exactly.

Thank you for this.

Though I'm not sure
he was necessary.

You wanted his prints,
didn't you?

Murdoch, you are
in a world of trouble.

- And as for you, Miss Marsh...
- You, sir,

need to shut your mouth.

If you'd like, I'll lock you
in a room with her.

I don't fancy your chances.

It's not Graham's print,
as far as I can tell.

Mr. Williams.

I will not.

Get your bloody fingers on it,

or I'll break one off
and do it myself!

All right, all right.

Right hand.

They've come for me.

I would suggest
you surrender peacefully.

Detective Watts.

Sir.

George.

George, you're alive!

I am, indeed, sir.

I never got
that kind of greeting.

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't. The fewer people
who knew about this, the better.

- I'm sorry.
- Yes.

No, you were right to do that.

I

Mr. Williams.

We have your fingermarks
on the murder weapon.

Is there anything
you'd like to say

before you visit the hangman?

You remember this, don't you?

This is the weapon
you used to kill Mr. Dobbs.

You told me to kill him.

There's only one man's
fingerprints on that thing.

As such, it really is in your
best interests to find her.

So we've got him.

We've got nothing
to arrest Graham.

He makes no admission of guilt
in any of this.

I'll testify.

Your word is worthless.

I'll... I'll find you
something that you can use.

Mr. Williams, two innocent
people are dead because of you.

You'll get nothing from me.

We have his fingermarks

- all over a murder weapon.
- And he kidnapped me.

I know.
He's finished.

But we have nothing on Graham.

We could get him
on the land deal.

- We have no evidence of that.
- I can get that.

- No, it's dangerous.
- I don't care.

Mr. Graham
will be holding documents

that can implicate him,

- I can get them.
- All right.

Everything all right, Murdoch?

Sir, I want Graham on more than
simply bribing a city official.

Come with me.

But let's see you
looking like yourself.

Sir.
Where are we going?

I've got a surprise for you.

I think the bugger
might be ready to talk.

I hope you don't object
to my methods.

Well, I am curious as to why.

Why did you not come forward
with him before?

I thought about it.

And the more I did, the more
I thought, "If things go bad..."

And if it did,
I wasn't gonna let him get away.

You would have
left him here to die?

I was gonna come back here
and kill him myself.

But I'm not gonna have
to do that, am I, Davis?

Sir, the man needs water.

There you go.

- Now tell him.
- Ahh.

I was asked to arrange
for the kidnapping of your wife.

Who asked you to do that?

- Robert Graham.
- That's not everything.

I was instructed to kill him.

It's a good thing
you're incompetent.

Who asked you to do that?

Robert Graham.

And did you also arrange for
the shooting of our constables,

resulting in the murder
of Constable Jackson?

No.

But I know who did.

Are you prepared to testify
to all this in open court?

Yes.

What do you think?

The word of two desperate men

simply intent
on saving their own skin.

I'd like more.

And I'd like
to be the duke of Yorkshire.

I may run for mayor.

Once I've rebuilt this city.

Toronto would be well served
with you in charge.

Perhaps you could be
my first lady.

Could you imagine the scandal?

A woman like you

as the figurehead
of Toronto the Good.

It's almost worth doing.

You there!
What do you think you're doing?

Mr. Williams
asked me to collect...

He did no such thing.

And if he did,
it was a big mistake.

Oh, I see.

Things are a little more serious
than I imagined.

Miss Bloom,
pick those things up.

I knew Williams was weak.

And stupid.

I asked him if he trusted you.

He said, with his life.

Fool.

You come with me.

There may be a way out of this
for you.

Miss Bloom.
Are you coming?

Yes.

I have to let Miss Bloom know
that I'm still alive.

- When this is over.
- Why bother?

She's already taken up
with Graham.

- You watch your mouth.
- It's the truth.

Last time I saw them together,
she was all over him.

Brazen.

If that's the case,
then something is wrong.

That's not her.

- George, don't.
- George.

Idiot.

And I should remind you...

I only said there may be
a way out of this for you.

You look so sad.

You needn't worry.

You just need to answer
a simple question.

Are you with me or not?

I don't know
how you could ask that.

Let me show you that I am.

And where's bloody Crabtree?

He went to find Miss Bloom.

- And Miss Marsh?
- She's yet to return.

Right.
Sir. You collect Davis.

You two take Mr. Williams
to the Crown attorney's office.

We'll have to play
the hand we're dealt.

I'll find Miss Marsh.

If Robert Graham
has found her first...

...she's already dead.

I think we should get back to...

I don't think so.

You can't be serious.

You killed my best friend.

You killed the best man
I have ever met.

- Get off of me.
- Now you... you are gonna die.

- Nina!
- George?!

Nina, don't do it.

Ah, now, Constable, that was
a fortuitous entrance.

Let her go, Graham.

Your list of mistakes
just keeps growing.

Just let her go.

Get out of my way.

All right, all right!

There are four of us
and only you, Mr. Graham.

I'd suggest
you consider your odds.

I could kill her.

A flick of the wrist.

But then you would
surely be charged with murder.

As of yet,
regrettably, you won't be.

But one wrong move
with Miss Bloom here,

and all that will change.

You realize, of course,
she tried to kill me?

I want her charged.

Mr. Graham, I think you'll find
that, from this day forward,

what you want
matters very little.

Escort him to the station house,
Constable Crabtree.

Sir.

In just a minute.

I hope you'll forgive me
for that, sir.

For what?

I hope you're getting used to
this style of accommodation.

This isn't going to end well
for you.

What are you going to do?

Reach through the bars
and throttle me?

You don't have a lot
of bargaining power, Mr. Graham.

Mr. Williams has
already spoken against you.

Chief Constable Davis
has signed an affidavit.

And it won't take us long
to find the men

who did your dirty work.

It's over.

Now, will you sign
that confession?

No.

I feel sorry for you.

I have friends.

As do I, Mr. Graham.

Much better ones.

There will be new elections
within the month.

Mr. Williams' position
on the Board of Control

needs to be filled.

They could use a woman like you.

One day perhaps.

You risked a lot for me.

I'm very grateful.

Evil wins battles, never wars.

I'll see you at home.

Let me see you out, Miss Marsh.

George, I'm just so pleased
that you're all right.

I wasn't gonna die on you,
Henry.

Not while you still owe me
that $20.

I paid that back.

- You most certainly did not.
- I did.

I gave it to the police widows'
fund upon your demise.

Could I have
your attention, please, lads?

Constable Augustus Jackson
gave his life

doing what a copper does.

Trying to keep the peace

and looking out
for his fellow officer.

He gave his life
for every single one of you

in this station house.

Don't ever forget that.

He was a stout earnest fellow.

I liked him very much.

He died trying to help me.

He was a policeman.
What else could he do?

- You're staying?
- For a time.

That is, if you don't
have any objections.

I do not.

Welcome aboard, Detective Watts.

Higgins.

Crabtree.

To Jackson.

To Jackson.