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Whiskey, please, bartender.

Thanks.

I hear you're looking for Nomi.

Straight to the point.

How did you hear that?

Doesn't matter.

What matters is do you want to
know where she is or not?

Yes, I do.

Where are you going?

Outside.

So how much do you want?

Go home.

No.
Not until I find her.

Well, that's the wrong answer.

That's enough.

Thomas!
Good Lord.

Are you all right?

Come in.
Come in.

Okay. Come on.
Come on.

I need a drink.

I've found out something.

What?

I think our daughter
is still alive.

Thomas Brackenreid.

Sarah Johnston.

It is you.

How many years has it been?

Almost 20.

You look well.

You were never much of a liar.

- Shall we?
- Sure.

Um, some tea?

Why not?

Friendly crowd.

No better than a lot of places.

So... how is your life
in Toronto?

Until now, uncomplicated.

I am sorry for this.

For what?

For this.

Her name is Nomi Johnston.

She's my little girl.

And she's missing.

I'm sorry, Sarah.

And she is your daughter.

It's the truth.

I would not lie to you
about this.

Y-You have to help me find her.

No, I don't.

I have no one else to turn to.

Neither does she.

We're not talking about this
here.

Come on.

Come on.

You say she's been missing
a month?

- Have you told the local police?
- Of course.

What did they do?

They looked around
for a couple of days,

asked a few questions,
then they stopped.

Did they find anything?

If they did,
they never told me about it.

Well, if they can't find her,
why do you think I can?

I have to hope.

I don't know this town.

I don't even know you or her.

I don't even know
if any of this is true.

It is.

Even if it is true,
why should it matter to me?

Because once upon a time, we
meant something to each other.

Once upon a time
is a long time ago.

Are you not coming?

I can't help you.

Please.

I'm going home.

Sod it.

And his bag is gone.

It's not like him at all
to just get up and leave.

Well, he did go off
to the Amazon that time.

- Panama.
- This is different.

He took off in the middle
of the night.

He left me a note saying that
he was working on something.

Then he is.

And what is it?

Mother!
I told you not to come in here.

I don't care what you told me.
And I am your mother.

Look.
If he left, he did for a reason.

And he will come back.

Your son is right.

Mrs. Brackenreid,
you can go home.

I'm sure the inspector
will call in presently,

and the moment he does,
we will notify you.

Go home, Mother.
It will be fine. Please.

Would you like your son
to escort you?

I can make my own way home.
Thank you.

John, don't worry
about your father.

I'm sure everything
will be all right.

Thank you, sirs.

Scotch, please.

Could I have another?

- This is the last one.
- Well, you're right about that.

Until the next one.

Young lady, could I have a word?

You can meet me at Camille's
if you'd like.

I've finished working for today.

I have a question for you.

Have you ever seen
this young girl before?

- No.
- Tell me the truth.

I said no.

You think we all know
each other? Is that it?

- No. I think you're lying.
- Leave me alone.

I will
when you tell me the truth.

You will leave her alone now.

You and your friends, get out.
You've had enough for the night.

- But he was...
- Hey!

We just got here.

Wait for me.

You too.

When I'm ready.

I'm looking for this young girl.

Has she ever been in here?

If you're looking for a floozy,
you won't find one here.

I'm not.

Her name is Nomi Johnston.

She's been missing
about a month.

Please take another look.

She may have been in here
once or twice.

I don't know.

Thomas.

If you want me to help,

I need to know everything
there is to know about Nomi.

Thank you.

I haven't done anything yet.

She would never be in a bar
or any public house.

Her mother was no stranger
to bars and public houses.

I did not raise her to be me.

Perhaps she turned into that
anyway.

She did not.
She is a good girl.

Good girls don't run away.

She was taken.
She did not run away.

How would you know?
You ran away from me.

That was different.
I had to.

Without a bloody word.

I was carrying your child.

What would that have done to you
if I had stayed?

A young man with a black child?

Your life would have been over
before it started.

I left you because I loved you.

You should have told me.

I did what I thought was best
for all of us.

You moved on.
So did I.

Does she know about me?

No.

And who is that fair to?

It's fair
to a ginger-haired policeman

who didn't need a bastard child
showing up at his door.

That's who.

Any news, sir?

Not as of yet.

Do you think anything
has happened to him?

George, gather as many
constables as you can.

Check all the train stations
and livery yards.

Someone has to have seen him.

I'm sure there's
a simple explanation, John.

I'm going as well.

Of course.

Who is she?
Tell me about her.

She was going to be something,
not like her mother.

You raised a child on your own.
That's something.

And now I've lost her.

Not yet.

Where can I start looking?

She was enrolled
in a secretarial school.

She dreamed about wearing
fancy clothes

and working in an office.

It was ridiculous.

But she didn't care.
She was going to do it.

Tell me what happened
the day she went missing.

She was on her way
to the school...

At least that's what I thought.

When I woke up, she wasn't here.

I went to the school,

and Mr. Jenkins, her teacher,
said she never showed up.

I told the police right away.

And they found nothing?

I already told you that.

They said they looked
everywhere they could.

Then they didn't do
anything more.

I talked to everybody she knew,
Tom, but no one knew anything.

It was like she fell off
the face of the earth.

She was an exceptional student,
miles ahead of the others.

I liked her dearly.

She had hopes,
and I had hopes for her.

What does that mean?

I wanted Nomi to...
make something of herself.

I've been trying to get her
a position.

Made inquiries on her behalf,

people of the right mind
who would consider her.

I don't usually do that
for my students.

Why did you do it for her?

Because she was black.

Most businesses, they won't hire
a girl like Nomi, but...

well, she deserved a chance.

I knew that
if the right employer

would just meet with her,
they'd... they'd take her on.

Did anything unusual happen
the night she went missing?

Not other than the fact that
she didn't show up for class.

She never missed one.

I joined the police
to look for her, sir.

I looked every day and night

until I had to admit to myself
that it was... pointless.

Which of these were her friends?

Well, she didn't have many.

She must have had some.

Yes.

That was her desk there.
No one has taken it.

They pray for her return
as much as I do.

She sat next to me
for almost a year.

Never missed a day until...

Did she say anything to you in
the days before she disappeared

- that struck you as odd?
- No. Not a thing.

I thought about it too.

But she's not dead.

How do you know that?

Because she can't be.

She was gonna take on the world.

A person like that
just doesn't die.

I'm afraid they do, son,
every single day.

I looked high and low for her.

I talked to everyone she knows.
There's no one like her.

She was gonna be
the next Madam Walker.

Who?

The first black lady
to make a million dollars.

Nomi was gonna do the same.

Carry a torch for her, did you?

No, sir.

Are you sure about that?

Maybe she rejected you.
You got angry.

No.

I had none of those kinds
of feelings for her.

She... She and I
were too much alike.

What's that supposed to mean?

We are both outsiders, sir.

Please don't make me say
any more.

I saw you in the bar.

I saw you as well.

- Getting fresh with Florence.
- I wasn't getting fresh...

What were you doing there?

The three of us you saw,
we're taxi dancers.

Colette's Dance Hall
across street.

We sometimes go there for
a drink after we finish work,

if only to get off our feet
for a while.

Do you ever get involved
in any funny business?

I keep my nose clean, sir.

I dance only to pay
for my schooling.

Did Nomi ever accompany you
there?

- Where?
- To the bar. To the dance hall.

To wherever there's
funny business.

Nomi?
No.

Then how did she pay
for this place?

Well, she worked at laundry.

I tried to tell her dancing
was easier money,

but she told me
her mother would box her ears

if she ever found out.

Were she and her mother close?

Nomi confessed to me she found
her mother overbearing.

I think that's what happens

when ladies have to raise one
on their own.

What do you think happened
to your friend?

Good girl like her?
Nothing good.

You drop your guard and the
whole world will swallow you up.

Or it gets too much for you
and you say goodbye.

Would she do that?

To everyone,
she kept a brave face.

But she despaired
she would never get anywhere

in this world.

She was a good worker.
Many customers like her.

Not all?

Some of the wives didn't.

They have good reason?

She was a pretty girl,

and... old wives don't like
pretty girls.

I know that only too well,
Mr. Lee.

Which of the husbands had
a particular interest in her?

There was a man fond of her.

What was his name?

Dr. Stanfield.

And how did he show
this fondness?

He brought his laundry here
every week

so he could talk to her.

Did Miss Johnston like him?

He promised her a new life.

What is not to like about that?

Thank you, Mr. Lee.

Yes, I know who she was.

Worked at the laundry
that cleans my shirts.

So you know she went missing.

Well, ran off is more like it.

Why would you say that?

Why should I answer you, sir?

Because... I'm a police officer.

Now, why do you think
she ran off?

She was that type of girl.

What type of girl?

Big for her britches.

And no angel.

I've heard the same said
about you.

You watch your words, sir.

We're only having
this conversation

because I choose to.

Do you have any idea
where she may have run off to?

Certainly not.

I'm not the type of man

who associates with people
of low character.

And she's of low character?

Yes.
As is most of her race.

I don't care for that kind
of talk.

And I'm not concerned
what you care or care not for.

So you won't help me.

I can't help you.

But you might want to visit
an establishment

called the Raven's Ledge.

It opens when the decent
are safely in bed.

Shall we?

Whiskey, please, bartender.

Thanks.

I hear you're looking for Nomi.

I've found out something.

What?

I think our daughter
is still alive.

Uh, why do you think that?

Someone sure as hell
didn't want me to find her.

Or find out who took her...
or killed her.

I need be honest with you,
Sarah.

She may not be the kind of girl
you think she is.

You don't say that.

Have you heard of
the Raven's Ledge?

I've heard.

It was people from there
who did this to me.

They knew her.

Maybe they were just trying to
scare me off or...

or get me to stop looking
for her.

I don't know.

You are not leaving!

Sit.

I'm gonna clean you up.

I didn't mean to wake you.

It's all right.

How are you feeling?

Well... I wish I could say
you should see the other fella.

Still strong as brass.

A little tarnished.

Thank you for coming.

I really didn't know
where else to turn.

If she's alive, I'll find her.

She gets a lot from you,
I think.

Like what?

She's stubborn.

Some would call her pigheaded.

But she knows right from wrong.
I know that.

How do you know that's me?

Because that's who you were all
those years ago and still are.

Sometimes...
I think I made a bad decision.

I should have been selfish.

You never really gave me
a chance.

No, I didn't.

And in all these years I have
never met another like you.

Sarah?

Sarah, don't.

No. No.

Um, I have a different life now.

I have a wife, two good sons.
I'm... I'm happy in it.

I know.
I just, um...

I've been so alone.

And if Nomi's gone...

If she's alive, I'll find her.

Closed.

I don't care.

I was in here last night.

Don't worry.
I won't tell anyone.

I was standing right there.

A man came and spoke to me.
Who was he?

How would I know?

Who was he?

If I had any idea, I'd tell you.

Don't lie to me.

I have no reason to lie.

I'd never seen that man before,

just like I'd never seen you
before.

And so you know,
what you two do to each other

matters nothing to me.

Take your hands off of my shirt.

- Constable Crabtree!
- John.

- I haven't heard anything yet.
- I have.

Someone spotted a man
who looked like my father

boarding a train
a couple days ago.

- Looked like.
- I know. I know.

But the train was heading
to St. Marys.

And?

My father was stationed there
before he met my mother.

I'll wager that's where
he's gone.

John, there's a lot "ifs" here.

I know, but... I have to go.

Are you sure your mother
doesn't need you here?

She might, but what if my father
needs me more?

- John...
- Don't try and stop me.

John!
Don't do anything stupid.

What happened?

Look at this.

"I'm well.

I'm leaving town,
so please stop looking for me.

It will only end badly
if you do.

Love, Nomi."

When did this arrive?

When I came home from work,
it was in my door.

There's no postmark.
Probably hand-delivered.

Did the neighbors see anyone?

If they did,
they're not saying.

Would they lie?

I don't think so.
They know what she means to me.

"I'm leaving town."

That's good news.
That means she's still here.

It doesn't mean anything.
That is not her handwriting.

- Are you sure?
- I taught her myself.

I'm sure.

"J.S.S."?

Uh, Jenkins Secretarial School?

I'll be back.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you'd have told him
not to go.

- Am I wrong?
- He's a boy.

He's a decent copper, sir.

And, sir, his...
His father is missing.

I don't know if I could've
stopped him even if I wanted to.

Why does John think his father
has gone to St. Marys?

He said something about the
inspector spending time there

as a younger man.

- Shall we go?
- No.

- No?
- No.

If the inspector had wanted us
to know about this,

he would have told us.

The man has his right
to privacy.

Sir, I've just let his son go.

You did.

I wouldn't have.

Do we tell Mrs. Brackenreid?

We shall tell nobody.

I'll telegraph the police there

to ensure nothing has happened
to him, but we stay here.

- Sir...
- You heard me, George.

Sir, I-I disagree with this.

And I have heard you.

This letter came
from this school.

I-I didn't write it.

I never said you did.

I want handwritten samples
from every one of your students.

This paper could have come
from anywhere.

From their houses,
the supplier, the...

Every one.

This is good news, isn't it?

This could mean
that Nomi is alive.

Or it may just be an attempt
to cool me off.

Are you that type?

I find out you're hiding
anything...

you'll find out everything
you need to know about me.

Oh. Uh, excuse me.
Can you help me?

Well, it seems clear the girl
does not want to be found.

And that's that?

Well, I mean...
the girl is of legal age.

She can do as she pleases.

What if she didn't write
the letter?

Do you have reason
to believe that?

Her mother thinks she didn't.

What mother would?

If I were you,
I'd stay out of family business.

Bloody hell.

It never ends well.

And if the girl is being held
against her will?

Then she couldn't very well
have delivered that letter,

could she?

Youngsters all reach an age

when they never need
their parents anymore.

But both parties seldom agree
on when that is.

What do you know about the chap
who runs the school?

- I know he's a good man.
- And that's it?

Well, I questioned him
after the girl's disappearance.

I'm confident
he had no involvement.

What if you're wrong?

I failed her.

Perhaps if I can find out
who wrote that letter.

That's the closest thing
to a clue that we have.

Are you expecting anybody?

No.
No one comes here.

Father.

Sarah, pour the boy a drink.

I think he's going to need one.

Come in.

So I have a sister or something?

Your father knew nothing
about her or any of this.

On my word.

That's the truth, John.

So is she dead?

I don't think so.

Then why not leave her alone?

Is that not what she said
she wanted?

She's my girl.
I can't...

Just go home, John.
Tell your mother...

Tell her what?

Tell her I have a sister
I never knew about?

Is that what you want me to say?

- I know this is a lot to take.
- What? That you are a liar?

- I never knew!
- Oh. So you say.

John, Sarah, get out!
Now! Go!

They said you could go back
inside.

Go with her.

Father?

Let's get inside.

You should just go home.

No.
Nomi's alive.

If she wasn't,
no one would have done this.

You're just hoping.

No.
What my father says makes sense.

They are trying to scare us
into not looking.

There's something else.

One of the men who beat me up...
I think he was a copper.

What... What do the police want
with my girl?

Maybe she knew something the
police don't want to get out.

Then we're done.

It's one thing
to look for my daughter,

another altogether if the police
don't want her found.

Sarah.

Sarah.

It's never done.

Perhaps she was witness
to something the police did.

It might not be the whole force,
John.

Maybe someone close
to the police

bought himself an officer.

Nomi didn't know anyone
like that.

She went to school.
Worked in a laundry.

She doesn't know anyone
important.

You might be wrong.

John, first thing
tomorrow morning,

go to the secretarial school
I was telling you about.

There's some handwriting samples
I need you to collect.

What about tonight?

That's the man
I was talking about.

I've seen him.

- No!
- Why not?

You confront him,
we get nothing.

He hurt Nomi.

We don't know that.

All we know
is that he might be involved.

If he did anything to her,
he'll pay.

Any luck?

No one in this class wrote
that letter.

It was that doctor.

I don't think so.
A woman wrote this. Left-handed.

If I was to guess,

I would say English
was not their mother tongue.

How do you know this?

I-I don't know it.
It... It is a theory.

D-Did you say
one of your daughter's friends

had an odd sounding name?

Lydia Jodoworski.

Perhaps she wrote this.

- But she was in the class.
- No, she wasn't.

There's not a single letter
signed with that name.

She never provided a sample.

You taught him well.

It had very little
to do with me.

This Lydia may have had
something to do

with Nomi's disappearance.

You said those two were friends.

She was a dance-hall girl.

She hung out with all sorts
of disreputable characters.

This doctor was
a disreputable character?

They come in all guises, John.

Say that Stanfield wanted to get
his hands on Nomi.

Maybe this Lydia helped that
happen,

steered her to a place
where he could take her.

That's horrible.

You carry on doing this job,

you're gonna see
a lot more horrible.

No.
Wait here.

I don't believe it.
They are best friends.

Here's something Lydia wrote.

It's her hand.
She wrote the letter.

Every day she was out there
looking for her.

- Every day.
- Where does she live?

I should tell the police.

No, you shouldn't.
You should tell me.

And if you don't,
I'll have to assume

that you're mixed up in this
somehow.

Should be around this corner.
You're gonna wait outside.

What if you need help?

I can handle a young girl.

- What if someone else is there?
- Well, I'll handle them as well.

That must be it.

Keep an eye out.
Be careful.

Get out of here!

I will when I get some answers.

Where's Nomi Johnston?

W... I don't know.
Why would I?

Don't play stupid with me.

You sent her mother a note
telling her to back off.

- I didn't...
- Don't lie!

Or you'll be on the first boat

back to whichever hellhole
you came from.

Now, where is she?

I don't know!

Don't lie to me, girl.

Where is she?
Where did she go? Anything.

I don't know!
Leave me alone!

Don't you turn your back on me.
This is over when I say it is.

Let go of her!

Please just let go of her!

He never stopped talking to me.

He'd bring in his laundry and
say terribly wrong things to me.

I smiled.

I needed the work.

He even offered me money once,
but I said no.

What happened?

I was on my way to class,

almost at the door
when he appeared.

He grabbed me
and tried to pull me away.

I tried to fight with him,
but he was too strong.

But then Lydia showed up.

I hit him from behind.

He fell to ground.
He never saw me.

Why didn't you say anything
about this?

- We went to the police.
- Yes, we did.

And you know who was
already there?

Archibald Stanfield.

He was telling them
he was attacked... by Nomi.

Didn't you dispute this?

I could tell they were friends.

I know who the police
would believe.

- You didn't know that.
- Oh, I knew.

I told her
not to say anything more.

Why?

Two months ago,

people from the government sent
two of her friends back home

for no reason at all.

Besides, between Mr. Stanfield
and myself,

I knew whose side
the police would be on.

Oh, you did, did you?

I'm not stupid.

And why are you here anyway?

I'm the police.

And I'm listening.

So why the letter?

I didn't know she sent it.

Why did you send it?

Because she was worried
and she wouldn't stop looking.

You could never leave
if she kept looking.

- You shouldn't have done that.
- Well, I did.

And she needed to stop.

I-Is that why you tried
to burn her house down?

- What? No.
- Burn her...

What are you talking about?

Oh, Lord.
Is Mother all right?

Y-Yes.
She's fine.

- Take me to her.
- The police will arrest you.

I don't care.
I'm going.

And who are you anyway?

I think that's a question
that your mother should answer.

Nomi?

Nomi?!

Nomi!

I'm sorry, Mother.

You're safe.
You're safe?

Get these two to a hotel.

Where are you going?

Less you know, the better, son.

You again.

The way I see it, you got
some of your boys to beat me up.

Now you get the same back.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

You sent me to that bar.

You sent some men
to warn me off.

Try proving that.

I can't, especially considering
one of them's a copper.

Well, then perhaps
you'd just best go home.

Oh, you think so?

You lay one hand
on Nomi Johnston again...

Again?

I know what you bloody well did.

- You tried to violate her.
- So she says.

Well, I found her,
and I believe her!

And the way I see it is you know
that that's the truth!

That's why you've been looking
so hard for her...

- Because you're scared.
- Scared?

Then why didn't you want me
looking for her?!

You wanted that so much,

you even tried to burn
her mother's house down!

Prove it!

I can't.

And that's the stupid thing
about all this.

You didn't have to do any of it.

No one's gonna take the word
of a colored girl before yours.

No one except me.

What do you want?

I want you to leave her
and her mother alone.

They say nothing.
You say nothing.

If I do that... is it done?

Not quite.

You're the law!

Not here.
Not in this town.

Right now I'm just a father.

If I knew I had a child,
I never would've abandoned her.

And if you did, would you
have married Miss Johnston?

I suppose I would have.

What?

And there never
would have been me.

So what do you say to Mother?

Well, before I knew about the
girl, I would've said nothing.

But now... I don't know.

How do you think she'll take it?

Just give me a minute, John.

Y-You will be getting
on the train?

Of course I will.

My mother said you didn't know
about me.

I believe her.

Thank you.

Everyone I've talked to
about you

says that you're
a fine young woman.

Ambitious.
Clever.

Oh, I'm all of those things.

It's a little hard to believe,
isn't it?

Will I ever see you again?

It depends what you want.

But if you ever do need
any help, I'll be there.

Mother never said anything
about you

except that you are a fine man.

Your mother's a liar.

Let me make my own judgments.

Good?

Thanks.

Why didn't you tell me
any of this?

You didn't need to know.

I didn't need to know
that you had a daughter?

I-I only found out myself
a couple of days ago.

And this other woman.
What about her?

She's from my past.

I'm entitled to one.

She whistles and you run to her.

Her child was missing, Margaret.

You didn't know that
when you went to her.

Y-You just left me
without a word.

Maybe I didn't want a scene
like this.

A scene?

That's what you think this is?
A scene?

You lied to me.

I just didn't tell you
everything.

That's the same thing
as a bloody lie, Thomas.

What do you want, Margaret?

I want you to leave.

Why did you let my son
go down there?

George didn't tell me
that John knew where you were

until it was too late
to stop the boy.

He's got some brass in him.
I'll give him that.

Helped sort out the whole mess
as well.

It's a good thing he's learning
from you and not his old man.

Thank you for keeping
my confidence.

I would expect the same
from you.

And the child?
She's yours?

Oh, yes.

Bright lass.

And no,
I never knew a thing about her.

If I had...

My life would've been different.

How did Mrs. Brackenreid take
the news?

She threw me out.

Sir.

She'll get over it.

Yes.

I'm sure she will.

Stay for a moment,
will you, Murdoch?

It's been a hard couple of days.