All language subtitles for murdoch mysteries s11e01

(theme music)

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(grunting)
I just watched that man die

before my eyes.
Alright--

NO!

(confused murmurs)

Open up, Murdoch!

(dramatic music)

Where's my wife?
Your wife is gone.

(muffled screaming)
Your Inspector is not

here for you.

(gunshot)
And I've heard at least one

of your loyal constables
is dead.

(groaning)

(groaning)
So...

will you sign that confession?

No.

I'm sorry.

For you.

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(bagpipe music)

♪

(inaudible speaking)

Amen.
(men and women): 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 are not honouring those
who dishonour 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 this 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.

Men, if you want work,

real work,

it's very simple.

All that needs happen is
that this 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 I'll see to is

that you end up
where you belong.

Behind bars.

Hmph.

Miss Marsh, the station is yours.

Any malfeasance is
to be reported to me.

Yes sir.

You're nothing.

(dramatic music)

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.

Ahem. You're
a good man, Murdoch.

The city knows it. If you're
guilty, people will want

to hear it from your lips.
If?

Well, 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.

♪

(laughing)

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.

(cheering)

(cabaret music)

♪

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.

Hmm. Saucy.

I am that.

And a whole lot more.

Ahem.

I may call upon you, Miss Bloom.

I'll be sure to answer.

(appreciative whistling)

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.

(applause)

(piano music)

♪

A word?
Who are you?

I'm Detective Llewelyn 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 will 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 am 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.

Ooh. What happened here?

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

I don't know
what they're 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?

(indistinct exclamations)

It's time for a photograph,
Doctor Ogden.

Graves, open the door.

(muffled exclamations)

Graves?

DAMN IT!

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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 are murderers?

Take from it what you will.

(indistinct speaking)

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 interest 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.

Oh, I... 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've 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.
(chuckling)

We'll get through
this, William.

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

(door opening)

Someone's coming.

♪

(door closing)

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.

I'll 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.
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.

Oh. 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.

Open it.

And 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's 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
off-stage as she was on?

You have to guard me.
But that doesn't mean

I have to talk to you.
Well, that would make

for a very long night.

Do you have anything
to drink in here?

My wife's sherry.

Well, bring it
over, Detective.

And be liberal with it.

(knocking)

Open it.

Detective Murdoch.
How are you keeping?

On the job?

Take this with you
into the other room.

I need 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.

(ragged breathing)

You all right?
I can't...

I can't breathe.

Untie me! Please!

I'll... I'll loosen you,
just...

calm down.

And stop squirming!

(grunting)

(screaming)

(groaning)

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.

♪

(bell ringing)

(indistinct speaking)

What have you?

(dramatic music)

♪

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.

It'll get there.

Thanks, John.

I was as careful as 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?

Doctor Ogden?!

Sh, 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.

And Constable Jackson?

I'm sorry.

He'll get justice.

(sighing)

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.
(gun being cocked)

(grunting)

(dramatic music)

♪

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?
Coming forward

wouldn't have helped.
I preferred the shadows.

Help! Help! Someone help!

(fast-paced music)

♪

(moaning)

Get those two to the hospital. Now!

What about him?
He's for the morgue.
I'll handle that.

Carefully!
They're still breathing.

(grunting)

(sighing)

(heavy knocking)

I need your help.

(ragged breathing)

Use this.
It's all right,
George. It's all right.

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

OK. 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?

(groaning)
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.

Then 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...

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.
Well, 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.
Alright.

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

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

I can do that.
Ready?

(door being opened)

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. William's

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.

(drawers being opened and closed)

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!

Mm. 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 garotte?
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.

♪

(knocking)

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!

Oh, I'm sorry.

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.

(scoffing)
I will not.

Get your bloody fingers
on it or I'll break one

off and do it myself.
Alright. Alright. Alright.

Right hand.

♪

♪

(knocking)
Ah, 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.
Neither did I.

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...
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?

♪

(Graham): You remember
this don't you

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

(Williams): You told me
to kill him.

(Graham): There's only
one man's fingerprints

on that thing,
As such, it really is

in your best interest
to find her.

(clicking)

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... 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.
Well, I don't care.

Mr. Graham will be
holding documents that can

implicate him. I can get them.
All right.

Everything alright, 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.

Oh. Well, I...

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 they 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 going to have
to do that am I, Davis?

(gasping)
Sir, the man needs water.

(sighing)

There you go.

Now, tell him.

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.

(dramatic music)

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.

(suspenseful music)

♪

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...

then something is wrong.
That's not her.

George, don't!
George.

Idiot.

(indistinct speaking)

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.

(laughing in disbelief)
You can't be serious.

You killed my best friend.

You killed the best man

I have ever met--

Get off of me.
And now, you,

you are gonna die.
Nina!

George?
Nina, don't do it.

(gasping)

(whimpering)

(chuckling)

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.

(gasping)
Alright, alright!

(whimpering)

(suspenseful music)

♪

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.

(whimpering)

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.

(grunting)

(glass shattering)

I hope you will
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.

(door opening)

(door closing)

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.

Well, I wasn't going to 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
widow's 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.

(sentimental music)

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?

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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.

(together): To Jackson.

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