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It's Frankie Drake.

So, you like the new digs?

For the third time: yes.

It's safe to say
we will be here often.

That's not right, you know?

- What's that?
- Mr. Chang's trial

lasted less than a day.

Well, they say they have
a lot of evidence against him.

None more compelling
than the colour of his skin.

Seen that too often.

- Ladies.
- Tickles Malone!

Is there a piano in town
you can't play?

Any requests?

Oh, just that you don't stop playing.

Well, could use a vocalist.

You'd bring the house down
in a joint like this,

- come on.
- Next time.

- Tonight, I'm with my girls.
- Are you here

- most nights?
- As many as the boss will have me.

That Tickles sure is
something. I never get

to work with a looker...
unless he's on a slab.

What about your new intern?

Ugh. Some men have brains,

but no looks. Some men
have looks, but no brains.

Either will work and Bart
is blessed with neither.

It's not working out?

As if I don't have enough on
my plate, I have to train him.

- He's a boob.
- Hm.

Thank you! Hahaha!

It's so nice to see
things going right for Wendy.

Yeah. Did you leave

- the light on?
- No.

My arm doesn't bend that way.

- It does now.
- What are you doing in here?!

Just please let go of my arm.
This is no way to treat family.

- What are you talking about?
- You're Frankie Drake, right?

- Who's asking?
- My name is Jack Drake.

I'm your brother.

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Why should I believe any of this?

Because it's true!
Your mother was Nora Amory;

our father was Ned Drake.
He died 12 years ago.

Please! Anyone who read
an obituary knows that.

He was a legendary
con artist. Alright,

you want to get technical
about it, I'm your half-brother.

You think I don't look like him?

- Who?
- Dad!

- Why'd you break in here?
- The door was locked. I had to.

OK, you know what,

"half-brother"?
Enough with the wise guy act.

Why don't you start
answering some questions?

OK, I had no place else
to stay. I figured

I'd see you in the morning
and introduce myself.

No place to stay, nowhere
to go; sounds like trouble.

Not for me, but a friend
of mine's in trouble.

You might have heard of him: Li Chang.

I'd say a death sentence is
a little bit more than trouble.

Especially 'cause he didn't do it.

Where is he?

- Let me see you!
- I figured she might

know something about this.

Oh, he's Ned's son all right. He's...

Oh, he's got the same lying eyes!

Why didn't you tell me
I have a half-brother?

Well, I left that up
to your cheating father.

He's not my son. Hey!

So what are you doing here, huh?

What do you want with my daughter?

- Help.
- So, money!

- I knew it.
- No, not money.

A friend of mine's been
framed up on a murder charge.

Yeah, "framed." Sure.

Scram! Get out of here and leave

- my daughter alone!
- It's fine, I can handle this.

- Don't let him dupe you.
- It's fine!

Never trust a Drake man.

They promise you everything;
they leave you with nothing.

- Hey, hey, you don't know me!
- Yeah, I'm not done with you,

buster!

So, Jack, tell us

why we should be interested
in saving Mr. Chang.

I met Li when we worked
shoulder to shoulder

on a farm back in Chicago.
He saved my hide one night.

What happened?

I got into a jam with
my girlfriend's boyfriend.

So you believe a convicted murderer
is innocent because he, what?

Covered up an affair you were having?

No. Because Li's a good person.

I can read people. That's
something I learned from dad.

Don't be bringing Ned into this.

Uh, well, Raymond Fordham
was shot in the back

from a distance,
and the weapon used was found

in Chang's home along with $500

that could be traced back
to Fordham's factory.

- They make mannequins.
- Sounds pretty open and shut.

Yeah, sounds like it,
but it's not. Look,

Li was a decent man; he fought for

workers' rights, for decent wages.

He's not just gonna steal
a man's money and kill him.

- Well, people could change.
- And most don't.

Look, I have some money. Please?

Just give us a minute.

- So what do you think?
- You mean about the fact

that you have a half-brother
you never knew existed?

No. Whether or not
we should take the case.

Well, Wendy seemed to think
that Chang's conviction

was more about the colour
of his skin rather than

any kind of evidence.
It doesn't hurt to ask around.

- What do you want?
- Oh, I'm just here

- for your dead files.
- Uh...

- Thanks.
- You done with him?

- Li Chang?
- Mhm.

World's done with him.
Man gives you an honest job,

he pays you back
with a bullet through the heart?

- Never trust them.
- "Them"?

You know what I mean.

Thank you for coming.

Jack said you're a...
a great detective.

Well, this "great detective"
is looking

at a ton of evidence
that suggests you killed

- Raymond Fordham.
- The evidence is wrong.

I was set up... plain and simple.

Cashbox found in your home
along with the murder weapon;

- how do you explain that?
- I... I cannot.

Well, then I don't know
how we can help you.

I-I-I took the money.
After he was shot.

- OK?
- So, you're a thief,

not a murderer. Is that your defence?

OK, no. Just-just listen:

two weeks before the shooting,
Mr. Fordham fired

every Chinese person working there.

- Some had been there 10 years.
- This is not right.

Worst of all,
he withheld all their pay.

So you decided to do
something about it?

I begged him to make it right.

At first, he... he ignored me,

but, but I... but I just kept at it.

Then one day, he called me.
He-he agreed to talk.

And that was the day he was killed?

He was leaving the factory
to make the payroll deposit

when I showed up. But before
I could even speak to him,

I-I heard the gunshots just ring out.

And he ended up in a pool of his
own blood outside of the factory.

Yes.

He was on the ground
in front of me and I-I...

I just panicked.
I grabbed the cashbox and I ran.

There are people
who needed that money.

They worked for it. They deserved it!

So how did the gun
end up in your house?

I... I bought... I bought
a gun a couple of years ago.

After the riots in Halifax.

I was scared. We were all scared.

We still are.

But I never brought it
with me. I swear!

Do you have any idea
where those shots came from?

They did not come from me.

All I wanted was for him...

...to pay us what he owed us.
That's it.

- So what do you think?
- I don't know.

- You believe he's innocent?
- I said I don't know.

- He's a good man.
- I will decide that for myself.

It must be weird
finding out you have a brother.

- Half-brother.
- Who considers you

to be a great detective.
He knew about you.

It's weird you didn't know about him.

- Nora never said anything.
- I'm amazed she kept it

- a secret after all these years.
- Me too.

Mr. Fordham and
his security guard were shot

with a .38 revolver, but the police
officers at the scene were unable

to recover the actual bullet
that killed Mr. Fordham.

But they pulled one out

- of the security guard's leg.
- And then, they linked

- the revolver to Li.
- Well, they found

a .38 at his house,
along with all the money.

Did they do any ballistics
tests on the gun?

Oh! Not that I could see.

So we have one bullet that was
pulled out of the guard's leg,

but not the bullet
that killed Mr. Fordham.

And no proof that
Li's gun was the murder weapon.

- There is an eyewitness.
- Who?

The victim's son.
He picked Li out of a lineup.

I'm gonna need you
to go back to the office

and do something for me.

Oh! Sorry.

- I should have knocked first.
- Didn't mean to startle you.

- Answer me one question.
- Shoot.

- Why did you come back here?
- Friend of mine's face in the news.

And that's the only reason?

I don't know. I guess
I wanted to meet my sister.

Well, you could have
given her some notice.

Yeah, I know. And I guess breaking into
her office wasn't the swiftest idea.

No, and neither is
walking around half-naked.

Guess not. Hey, uh, you got
anything to eat around here?

Not only do you break

into her office, but you want to
eat her out of house and home?

Nora was right:

- you can't trust a Drake man.
- I'd say that depends on the man.

I gotta go.

Phew!

Do you think you can dig up the
autopsy report for Raymond Fordham?

Is this the murder that Frankie
and Trudy are investigating?

Yep. As a favour for
Frankie's half-brother, Jack.

- Her what now?
- Apparently he just rolled

into the office and announced
he's Ned Drake's son!

Wow!

- Yeah.
- Wow!

- How's Frankie?
- Fine, I think.

Oh, I'm sure she's putting all
her thoughts into compartments.

Wha... what? What do you mean?

Focusing on the case now;
worrying about surprise

- half-brother later.
- Oh! I gotta go.

Yes, Officer. How can I help you?

Thank you so much for coming,
Wendy. I really appreciate it.

So, what can you tell me about Li?

Well, like most of us,

Li Chang and his family
didn't exactly sail first class

on the Empress to get here.

They were from Hunan province.

And they landed in Halifax in 1911.

Many Chinese had come years before
they built the railroad...

but his family settled in Halifax.

His father rubbed
his hands raw as a dishwasher

until he could afford his own place.

So did many others.
They started businesses,

- stores, restaurants, laundry.
- Started a community.

- They built a home.
- And then the riots.

A home where they weren't welcome.

One day, a man who didn't want
to pay his restaurant bill

started a riot that lasted two days.

People destroyed
every Chinese business

in sight. So, his parents thought

that Halifax wasn't
a place to raise a family.

Especially one that wasn't white.

They got a foothold here,
in the Ward, running a laundry.

And then Li Chang joined them
a couple of years ago.

Then he started working at Fordham.

He did. And he didn't just
defend the Chinese.

He advocated for all the workers.

So Jack was telling the truth.

- Who's Jack?
- It's a long story.

You're trying to free
the man who killed my father?

We just want to make sure
justice is served.

It was. He had his day in court.

Hm. That's just it;
it was literally a day.

You testified that you saw the
shooting from your office window?

That's right. My father was my hero.

To see him cut down like that...

And this was the man
who shot your father?

I'm afraid so.
Li and my father had a history.

Mr. Fordham, that man isn't Li.

Sorry. I'm frazzled.

I should have looked
at the photo for longer.

That's exactly my point.
Isn't it possible

that it happened so fast,
it was far away;

perhaps you thought
you saw Li when you didn't?

It's worth investigating,
don't you think?

Yes. I suppose you're right.

We all make mistakes, Mr. Fordham.

Good Lord. Does this mean
my father's killer

is still out there?

- Ah! Frankie, finally!
- Nora, what are you doing here?

What is going on with Jack?

What's going on
with my estranged brother?

Yeah. I mean, you know,
what's his angle?

He needs help with a friend.

Really? Sweetheart,
everybody has an angle;

some are just better
at smoothing theirs over.

- Where is he right now?
- I'm not keeping tabs on him.

What?! Well, maybe you should because
if he's anything like his father,

what he's doing when
you're not watching can walk

through that door
30 years later, just...

Look, I'm happy he's here, OK?

I-I... I think it's good
that he's here.

- Really?
- What dad did to you

was horrible,
but that's not Jack's fault.

Oh, sweetheart. I just don't want you

making the same mistakes I made.

A Drake man is not to be trusted.

Well, if that's true, I need
to figure that out on my own,

and you need to stay out of
this. Can you promise me that?

I can promise not to have
any surprise children.

That's for sure.

So that's a yes?

Standing up for people
makes you a target.

Li was just looking out
for his community.

- So he says.
- So you don't believe him?

- I think I do.
- Thank you.

I'm doing this for him, not for you.

I was just...

Just because we share the same
father does not make us family.

- What?
- Don't worry,

- it's not becoming a habit.
- Yeah, it better not.

You can add those to his bill.

So what did the court say?

"So, why are you snooping around a
case that's already been decided?"

And what about
the mistaken eyewitness?

They don't care.

- So we're feeding him now?
- He has nowhere else to go.

I don't think he's a bad man, Frankie.

- It's obvious.
- What's that supposed to mean?

I saw the way you were looking at him.

- What's there not to look at?
- He's my brother!

- OK.
- Mr. Macdonald?

You're the detectives
looking into this?

We are.

It's a waste of time.
They got the killer.

Well, our client wants us
to exhaust every option.

Look, I know what I saw.

Mr. Fordham and Chang were talking,

and then Chang shot the both of us.

Thanks to him, I gotta use
this thing the rest of my life.

- That's awful.
- You're damn right it is.

You don't know what it's like to
look down the barrel of a gun.

How do you know for
sure it was Li Chang?

I knew him. He worked at the plant.

Look, he was a troublemaker, and
it's time that he finally paid

for what he's done. Now do you mind?

Thank you.

Look. Chinese workers.

I thought Fordham fired
all the Chinese workers.

So did I.

Still can't believe Li popped the guy.

- Did you know him?
- Yeah.

We were friendly until Li talked
everyone into staging a protest.

Then Raymond Fordham fired
the lot of us. I lost my job.

- Looks like you got it back.
- Only because his son, Bruce,

took over and hired some of us back

after the shooting. He knows
cheap labour when he sees it.

Who else did Bruce Fordham rehire?

I don't know. Ask someone else.

I just got my job back.

We need to get in there
and look around.

How are we gonna
get in there without Bruce

seeing us?

Come on.

Hasn't anyone ever told you
not to sneak up on people?

13.2 seconds. That simply will not do.

No, I would say not. Not at all.

Excuse me? Can I help you?

I should think not,
but we can certainly help you.

Or at least this organization.

Well, it's too soon to tell
who will still be here to reap

- the benefits of our services.
- What are you talking about?

- What are you writing?
- I'm simply noting a pattern:

disobedience, disorganization
and disloyalty.

Oh, the three Ds:
death to any organization.

Yes, death.

We are the efficiency experts.
We were hired

by your boss, Bruce Fordham.

He said it was an emergency and I can

- certainly see why.
- Hm.

Um, I don't see anything
about that here. And I would

because I'm the only one
who answers his phone.

Mr. Fordham can't trust
just anyone to tend

- to his business, you know.
- Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Why wouldn't he tell you?

Unless, of course, the problem begins

with the person who tends
to his business phones.

We need access
to the business archives,

so we can accurately pinpoint where...

- And whom...
- The deficiencies are.

I'll have to get his approval first.

That's no problem. I'm sure
he will be very interested

in our initial assessment
in what we see as...

problem areas.

No. I mean...

You know what? Actually, yes, oh,

the efficiency experts
he wanted. I remember now.

Please, let me show you the way.

If told you once,
I told you a thousand times:

"Never leave a body
on a slab on a hot day."

But it was my lunch break.

I don't care if it's your
grandmother's 100th birthday;

- you just don't do it.
- What does my grandmother

- have to do with this?
- Uh... Never mind.

- Oh. Hi, Mary.
- Can we help you?

No, you help me. Run to the pharmacy

and get me some... rubbing alcohol.

- He seems nice.
- Thick as a plank.

I am documenting every single mistake.

- He'll be gone by next week.
- Are you gonna fire him?!

Oh, heck no! I'm gonna
make the big boss do it.

- Oh.
- So, took me awhile,

but I found
the Fordham autopsy report.

- Look at that.
- Oh, that poor man.

The bullet pierced the aorta
and then clipped

the thoracic vertebrae on its way
through. Ooh! Blew right through him.

You know the officers at
the scene, they never recovered

the bullet from the.38
that, uh, killed him.

.38?

Mm-hmm. That was the
gun found at Li's house.

- They say it's the murder weapon.
- Not a chance.

Police report says it was a.38.

Well, they were wrong.

You know, sometimes I think
I work in the wrong job.

Do you?

No.

So if Li didn't do it,
let's find out who did.

Hmm... Good thing you're here.

You're right: there are
a lot of efficiency issues here.

- Say that again.
- This is gonna take forever.

Hm!

Hm... She sort of looks like you.

I guess I will take that
as a compliment.

Hm.

I knew it!

The police report says
they found the body

of Raymond Fordham right... here.

So he must have been standing
like this when he was shot.

Yeah, in the back. Ruthless.

Hold on for a sec.

This should do it.

- Fordham was tall.
- Ah!

- Uh, where did the bullet exit?
- Passed clear through

- the upper-right chest cavity.
- Right.

Pass me that stick, will you?

Right chest cavity.

It would have passed right through

- there.
- Alright, hold that!

Based on the trajectory of the bullet,

it would have travelled at this angle.

And then it...

It could have ricocheted here.

And then based
on the force and the angle,

it could have bounced off here

and landed somewhere over here.

Police report said they combed
this area three times.

- You don't sound convinced.
- Let's just say

I'm well acquainted
with the attending officer.

He knows his way
around a bottle of gin.

"There are some people
who see a great deal

and some who see very little
in the same thing."

That's T.H. Huxley.

My feet are killing me,
let's get this over with.

- Flo Chakowitz!
- Flo Chakowitz...

Look!

- Voilà!
- Nice, Mary!

That is definitely not
a .38 calibre bullet.

So you were right. But how is

that possible? The security guard had

a .38 slug pulled out of his leg.

Either the shooter had two guns or...

There were two shooters that day.

This is taking

forever. I thought
you two were supposed

- to be efficiency experts.
- We're almost finished.

Raymond kept extensive records
on everything,

- including his employees.
- Yeah, no kidding.

He even has duplicates
of his switchboard notes,

- phone calls coming in and out.
- So we can confirm Li's story

- of someone calling him that day.
- Mm-hmm.

You know, if you two stopped talking,

- you'd probably be done already.
- And if you stopped

interrupting us, I'm sure
we would be finished by now.

Haha! What she means is we're going

as fast as we can. Hahahahaha!

Look at this.

The man that we talked to
who was rehired...

- Mr. Zhang?
- He was rehired

right after the murder
for double his wage.

No wonder he liked Bruce
more than his father.

Maybe Bruce is buying his silence.

What the devil's going on?

What are you two doing down here?

Mr. Fordham. What a pleasant surprise.

We were just... Uh...

I can explain.

What the hell is going on here?

- OK, I can explain.
- Hahaha!

Yeah, you better.
You can start with telling me

what you took from Frankie's office.

- You were following me?
- Ah. Wasn't hard, pal.

- Who's this?
- This is

the mother of the woman
who's helping your brother.

I saw you take her stuff
and I'm here to get it back,

- or I'm calling the cops.
- No, no, no, you can't!

Oh, okey-doke. Have it your way.

OK. You know what? Wait. Here.

Here. Take it.

- What's this?
- You wanted

the stuff I took from
Frankie's office. This is it.

- Oh, uh... this too.
- Wait, you raided her ice box?

I told you,
you didn't need to do this.

You also told me you ate
last week and that was a lie.

Hey! Excuse me.

- Who are you exactly?
- Fei Chang.

- Li's sister.
- Li who?!

- Frankie's working his case.
- Right.

Li, the case. Sure. Charmed.

So, take the food,
if that's what you want.

We don't need your pity,
and we don't want your charity.

Yeah. No. No, no, no, no.

It's OK.

I'm just gonna leave it right there.

I just thought that he would...

But never mind. Anyway, I should...

- I should go.
- Wait!

Tea? Please.

You should stay. Eat something.

Well, you know I did skip lunch

to follow you, so... sure.

Thank you. Thank you.

Fei!

- What were you looking for?
- Li Chang's employee file.

- Why didn't you just ask me?
- We didn't want to bother you.

Even though assuming
an identity to gain

- unauthorized access is a crime.
- Half of being

a private detective is taking
the unconventional approach.

How about

those files you slipped into your bag?

Shall I chalk that up
to unconventional approach

- as well?
- It'd be great if you could...

I thought it was just plain
old trespassing and theft.

I'll take those back now.

- What are you doing?
- Well, you don't understand

the ramifications of such actions.

I thought I might call
someone to explain them to you.

You don't need to call the police.
We'll see ourselves out.

They'll escort you out, then.

Look, I lost

my father as well.

12 years ago. And the pain, it...

...it doesn't go away

no matter how much time passes.

You served?

Didn't everybody?

Canadian corps.

I rode dispatch.

I should have guessed a female P.I.
would have come from uniform.

Oh! So sorry about that.

Dolly!

- Mm-hmm?
- Be a dear

and see Miss Drake
and Miss Clarke out,

- will you please?
- That's it?

I mean, of course. I'd be delighted.

This way, ladies.

Bruce Fordham lied. There's
no way that he saw the shooting

- from his office window.
- I guess your brother's right

- about Li.
- Half-brother.

Come in!

Thank God you're here.
They moved up Li's execution.

- They're hanging him tomorrow.
- We need to get some help.

Let's call the girls.

They pushed the execution forward?

- Why?!
- The cops probably think

- we're close to solving the case.
- Cops! They'd rather condemn

an innocent man
than admit they're wrong.

- Hey!
- Not all cops.

- So, what do you have?
- Well, there was no way

he was killed by a .38
like the police thought he was.

Wounds are completely inconsistent.

Right. You mentioned that.

Uh, but we didn't
get to show you this.

It's the bullet
that killed Mr. Fordham.

It ricocheted off a lamppost in front

of the factory
and we dug it out of a crate.

- Security guard lied as well.
- Looks like we need to talk with him.

Well, there's no need to go.

And that'll be him.

Hey! I believe today is my lucky day.

You two again? I-I should've known.

- Mary?
- I told him he'd won

a raffle. He just had to come
down here to collect his prize.

So what do you want from me?

The truth about what happened
the day Mr. Fordham was shot.

- I already told you.
- You told us something.

- But now we want the truth.
- You broads are loopy.

My friend is waiting to die. You
want me to beat it out of you?

OK. Jack...

Mary, take a peep at that sidearm.

- That look like a .38 to you?
- Indeed it does.

If you have any intention of telling

the truth, now would be a good time.

It all happened so fast.

I heard the shots
and I went for my piece.

- You shot yourself?
- Look, it was a bum move,

OK? Next thing I know,
Raymond's dead on the ground

and my leg is on fire.

Why didn't you just call the police?

Because it was my job to protect
Raymond, and I let him down.

Someone from the factory

called Li. We have
the records to prove it.

We can assume they were
pretending to be Raymond Fordham.

The report says
Bruce Fordham was in his office

at the time of the shooting.
See, look: he even has an alibi.

Yeah. Bruce is alibied by Zhang.

- Who's that?
- He worked with Li.

They were fired at the same time.

Zhang went back to working at the

factory after the shooting.
So that means

- Bruce promoted him.
- So Zhang owes him.

- Enough to lie.
- Arrest Bruce Fordham

for perjury. And the guard.
They're both lying.

Even if we can prove it,
Li will be dead by then.

Mary, do you still have that bullet?

Oh! Mm-hmm.

It's from a .303 Ross Sniper Rifle...

the same Bruce Fordham would
have carried when he served.

Why would Bruce kill his own father?

Because he was driving the place

into the ground.
Fordham Mannequins posted

losses for the past three years.
And look at this:

twice Bruce Fordham tried
to have his father removed.

We gotta have enough
to force a confession.

- It's circumstantial, Jack.
- We tell him

we have him red-handed
that we're gonna pull his print

from the bullet. That is
possible, isn't it, Mary?

Uh, yes, but we don't
have his fingerprints.

Well, Bruce Fordham doesn't know that.

Miss Drake, I'm beginning
to wonder if I made a mistake

- earlier not reporting you.
- Hm.

I'm the one who should be
reporting you.

- What do you mean?
- You know, I always wondered

if I could be a sniper.

Spending my nights
crawling in the muck,

my days just waiting to take
a shot. How did you do it?

- How did you know I was a sniper?
- I told you. I served.

- You said you rode dispatch.
- Among other things.

Is it true that it's all
in the planning?

Like all hard things.

You're here to trade war stories?

No, I'm here to talk about
how you killed your father.

It's cold-blooded,

shooting him in the back. Is that so

you didn't have to look at his face?

- I would never...
- You know, we found the bullet.

It's from a .303
Ross Sniper Rifle, your rifle.

Don't be absurd.

And I'm sure when I give
that bullet to my friend

in the police department, she's
gonna find your fingerprints on it.

- What do you want?
- What do you got?

Miss Drake, whatever it is
you think you know,

I've been in business
long enough to know

that if you were gonna call the
police, you'd have done it already.

What do you want?

What everyone wants: money.

Even Li couldn't resist grabbing
the cashbox when you lured him

down here. That was smart by the way,

calling him
pretending to be your father.

Li hated my father. Everyone knew it.

Is that why you pinned
the murder on him?

You have the bullet? Where is it?

I'll tell you when I get my money.

- 5000 to be exact.
- And the bullet?

You'll get it when I get my money.

Meet me back here at 5 o'clock.

I wouldn't be late
if I were you. Come alone.

- Think he'll take the bait?
- No, but I'm guessing he will.

- What if he goes after you?
- Let him try.

I always wondered what you'd be like.

Then you're one step ahead of me

because I didn't even
know you existed.

Really? I've known
about you my entire life.

- How?
- Dad would come by.

- He'd talk about you sometimes.
- You never tried to find me?

How could I? I'm the reason
your parents split.

I'm sure you're not the only reason.

- Frankie.
- Thank you for coming.

- Where do you want us?
- Just down the alleyway.

Give me a signal when he's close.

Alright. Uh... uh...
how about a pigeon coo?

- Good God!
- You should hear her sing.

A hand signal will be fine, Mary.

Where's Trudy?

- I lost him.
- So he's not planning on meeting me.

- He's running.
- Maybe, maybe not.

You three spread out,
look around. You come with me.

- Everybody be careful.
- Don't worry about that.

- Yeah. We'll find him.
- Mm-hmm.

Sorry, Miss Drake.
It's nothing personal.

You should take a closer look.

I'd be careful with that
if I were you.

You know what? That really hurt.

If I'd have known you'd be
the one picking me up,

I'd have stayed inside.

- Hey, now you owe me one.
- Well, that's a change, huh?

And, uh, you were right
about your sister being

- a great detective.
- Yeah, she's alright.

Thank you, Miss Drake.

Well, my brother helped a little.

Hey! Go be with your family.

Do you want to come to Jelly's
with us and have a drink?

I gotta catch the 6-20 to New York.

Yeah. "Blow into town, blow
out of town" kind of guy.

Hey, if you want me
to come back sometime, I will.

I mean, I wouldn't say no.

Loose, loose, loose.

- No.
- Come on. Loose, loose, loose.

Say it.

Sweet Georgia Brown.

That was Dad's favourite
when I was a kid.

- I remember.
- Back then, I hated it.

Oh, me too.

I'm sorry you didn't get
to grow up with him.

I'm glad you did.

I don't need to read this.

Oh, I thought
you'd be interested. Sorry.

- Oh!
- What's that for?

You four drink for free all night.

- Oh!
- How about free drinks

- all night, every night?
- That's pushing it.

Thanks, Wendy.

Thank you... for helping Li Chang.

- Aww...
- So, your brother just left.

Yeah. He had a train to catch.

- So do it.
- What? No.

Come on. Trudy hasn't heard your most

excellent pigeon impression.
Richard Audubon would be proud.

- Yeah, come on. Let's hear it.
- There's people around.

I'm sure they want to hear it too.

Alright, fine, but don't laugh.

- That's a pigeon?
- Yes.

Pigeon stuck in a trap maybe.

OK, well, you try!

- I don't do pigeons.
- How about a seagull?

Seagulls are easy.

How about another drink instead?

Jack?

- Oh.
- Hey, kiddo.

- I thought...
- He left, didn't he?

C'est la vie.

Well... I'm just glad
I could help him.

That's the way
you're gonna play it, huh?

Play what? He needed a favour,
so I gave him one.

It's not a big deal. He's not the
first person to walk out of my life.

I wanted to say goodbye.

I did. I just... I was hurt and I was

angry and...

I don't know. You were better
off with your father than me.

He cheated on you.

We were young and dumb.

But I never did right by you.

- Stop it.
- No, it's true.

And I'm sorry.

You know...

I always thought Ned was perfect
and you were the rotten one.

Goes to show what I know.

There was a lot of good
in your father.

Hmm? Sometimes.

Seems like it sure showed up
in that boy of his, huh?

Yeah.

And in you.

Anyway, I just... I, uh...

I just... I wanted to say
those things to you.

It's pretty good. What is it?

Oh, well! I... I made

a new friend today
and she makes it herself.

Could use a little something.

Funny, you know, I-I-I was
just thinking that myself.

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