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(mysterious music)

- Consider this my resignation.

I'm no longer detective murdoch
of station house number four.

- Mathilda crisp.

She is my ward
and she is missing.

I need her found.

- I don't think your aunt
is sick at all.

- She brings me across
the atlantic for conversation?

- Stop!
(grunting)

- The anarchists are my friends.
They would never betray me.

(julia): Sometimes
a million dollars can make

People betray their friends.

- But, look, right here,
it appears as though

They are abducting her.

- Is she lying?

- You're a very clever man.

Didn't I tell you
he was a clever man?

- Good work, mr. Murdoch.

- Julia?

- Please, we have
a child at home.

- As long as you cooperate,
your child will remain safe.

- No, you-you can't...
- No!

(zapping)

(grunting)

(crabtree):
Is the inspector there?

Tell him the detective
and his wife have gone missing.

I don't know where they are.

(julia): Are we moving?

Help! Help!

(indistinct chatter)

- Still no news of the murdochs?

- Nothing.

- You'll find them.

- I'm not so sure, effie.

It's been two weeks.
Just not a clue.

I never should have
taken this inspector job.

It was a terrible idea.

- George...

I'd wager there's nobody
better for the position.

(door opens)

- I highly doubt that.

- I've got something.

- What is it?

- I found one of the anarchists.
He's in the cells.

- I'll be right there.

- Looks like
your luck's changing.

(indistinct chatter)

- I'll reserve judgement
on that for now.

Crabtree...

- What am I doing here?

- I just have a couple
of questions.

- So you threw me in a cell?

- Constable higgins got a little
overeager. I apologize.

- Not that I'll tell
you anything,

But... What do you
want to know?

(crabtree): You attended a rally
a couple of weeks ago.

There was a young woman
burning money.

(whistles blowing)

There was a fight between
you lot and the police.

(echoing gunshot)

The young woman fled the scene.

What was her name?

(indistinct shouting)

- Why should I tell you?

- Because if you don't, I'll
throw you back in the cells.

- On what charges?

- Oh, I'll think of something.

- You can't just...

- I can be a little
overeager myself.

Now you'd best just speak.

(sighs)

- Her name was mathilda crisp.

- Where can I find her?

(crows cawing)

- Well, I've been through
the entire property.

There's no one here
and I'd wager

That's been the case
for some time.

- No one?

- No personal effects either.

- I need to know who lived here.

Henry, city records.
- On it.

- Crabtree.

- It's inspector crabtree.

- Yeah, inspector.

As you like.

You might want to take
a look at this.

(soft curious music)

- Ugh...

(watts): Any idea what this is?

- I believe that belongs
to detective murdoch.

It's part of a-a...

A device he invented,
a weaponized capacitor.

- So, did the detective
kill this poor chap?

- If he did, I'm sure he had
justifiable reason.

It doesn't answer the question
as to where he is now.

(keys jingling)

(soft instrumental music)

- Welcome.

- Where are we?

And why have you
brought us here?

- All in good time.

- I demand to know
where our child is!

- Neither you nor your husband
are in a position

To demand anything.

Now, I'll let you
get cleaned up.

We have work to do.

- Detective.

The home is under the name
of a lionel bentley.

He's the dead man.

- The anarchist mentioned
a mathilda crisp.

- Yes. Mr. Bentley
was her legal guardian.

- So she lived here?

Henry, honestly!

- And what about their
daughter, susannah?

- I don't know where she is.

I hope to god she's with them.
- Hmm.

- Where is she?
- She's safe.

- Where?!

- You'll find out in due time.

- I want to know now!

- Your concerns are not mine.

- What do you want from us?

- I need to save an innocent
woman from the noose.

And you two
are the ones to do it.

(julia scoffs)
- this is ridiculous. Let us go.

- You're free to leave.

You can say goodbye
to your daughter.

- We will go to the authorities!

- Again, you are free to make
whatever choice you want,

But the wrong one
will seal your child's fate.

- I...
- Julia! Julia!

- I understand your fury,
but it changes nothing.

- Where is this woman?

(indistinct chatter)

- Just because
we're working together

It doesn't mean I like you.

- Doesn't matter much to me.

- Don't know why inspector
crabtree kept you on.

- Just proof of his
good judgement.

(sighs)
- paul.

- You might want
to prepare yourself.

- It's one person?

- It would appear so.

- Any identification?

- You're joking, right?

- Who found the body?

- I did. Covered what was
left out of decency.

- Good man.

Let's get it back to the morgue.

- I hope george is up to this.

- So do I.

We could dearly use
the inspector, though.

(soft instrumental music)

- We really should have told
your aunt we were leaving.

- I'm sure she'll be
well aware by now.

- Still, leaving in
the middle of the night?

- Murdoch and julia are missing.

That matters more than
my aunt's feelings.

Besides, she'd more than likely
feign a heart attack

To get us to stay.
(laughing)

(captain roberts): Lovely day.

- It is.

- Now this is the way to travel.

- Is it?

- It's more pleasurable
than traveling by train.

- Lot bloody slower, though.

When are we due to arrive?

- Twenty-four hours from now.

- So, another day with this lot.

- And after all of that,
I simply had no choice

But to tell the fellow
to take a flying leap!

(laughing)
oh, uh, my apologies, ladies.

- I'm sure he said it
out of earshot.

- I doubt he says
much out of earshot.

(laughing)

- Oh! Mr. Brackenreid,

Are you sure you won't
join us for a drink?

- No, thank you.

- Well, that's a first.

- I just want to get back
to toronto and find murdoch.

- It's a shame the captain
won't let us drop a line.

I caught a sturgeon
in this river once.

Half a ton if it was an ounce.

Beast put up a whale of a fight.

(chuckling)
- very clever.

- Oh, oh! I see. Whale.
(chuckles)

Sometimes I even
surprise myself.

(laughing)

- Just one, mr. Brackenreid?

I swear I won't bite.

But I am a terrible liar.

- She has some nerve,
doesn't she?

- Let's just get home, margaret.

(indistinct chatter)

- Well, this is delightful.
And when was this found?

- According to
constable higgins,

Three hours ago.
Discovered in a park

Near jarvis street.

I need you to determine
a cause of death.

- It seems rather apparent;
wouldn't you say so?

- Hmm. A time. Anything.
(door opens)

- I'll do what I can.

- Miss hart, there you are.

You can't avoid me.
This needs to be dealt with.

- And I will deal with it.

- Now.

- Excuse me,
what is your business here?

- My name is william harwell.

I represent the family
of arthur carmichael

In a civil proceeding.

- Well, miss hart is assisting

In a grave police matter.

Perhaps you could return
at a more appropriate time?

- I will not!

- All right.
Well, if you'd like,

I could charge you
with interfering

In a police investigation.

- Miss hart, I demand your
attention on this matter!

- Thank you, llewellyn.

(somber piano music)

- Ah, so you're finally here.

Well, let them in, jeffrey.

(keys jingle)

(lock clicks)

Do sit down.

Apologies for the china,

But one has to make do,
I suppose.

Oh, how appalling!

Let me introduce myself:

Hilda fanshaw.

Yes, well, I suppose
I ought to apologize

For my methods, too, but...

Desperate times call for
desperate measures, do they not?

And given that I am to meet
my maker in three days,

These are indeed
desperate times.

- What do you want from us?

- Didn't atticus tell you?

I want you to save my life.

- You're convicted
of your husband's murder?

- Indeed I am. Poor frederick.

- Did you do it?

- The courts believe I did.

- That's not an answer.

(scoffs)
- it's the only one

That matters.

(sighs)

- What do you propose we do?

- Overturn my conviction.

Get me out of this dreary place.

- How would we do that?

- You and your wife...

Are experts in the field
of criminal detection.

Find someone other than myself

Responsible for the murder
of my husband.

- Even though you did it?

- I never said that.

- We will do no such thing.

- Oh, well, it is your choice,
of course.

But you have been made
aware of the consequences.

I'm already doomed to die.

So, unlike you,

I have very little to lose.

(tense music)

- That is arnauld's watch.
And his eyeglasses.

- Your husband was the owner
of lepage fabrications?

- Yes.

Who would have done this to him?

- Well, that's where
we're hoping

You might be of some assistance.

Did your husband
have any enemies?

- Everyone in business
has an enemy.

Arnauld was no exception.

- Anyone in particular?

- Oh, well...

Arnauld bought out his partner,
russell wilson,

Two years ago.

It was what he called
a hostile takeover.

- I see.

- But no one he knew
could have done this.

(crying)
whoever did this was not human.

(tense music)

(whispering): We need
to go to the police.

- And tell them what?

- That we've been kidnapped.

Th-that our child is being held.

- No! I won't put susannah's
life in danger, william!

- I'm afraid it already is.

- We just need to get that woman
out of jail

And deal with
the consequences later.

- How?

- Like she said, we wrote
a bloody book about murder.

Let's just do what it
takes to get her out!

(distant shouting)

- Let's examine the evidence
they have against her.

- It's an honour.

The esteemed detective
william murdoch!

- Thank you.
- And what brings you here?

- We're looking into the matter
of hilda fanshaw.

- To what end?
- We believe she may

Have been wrongly convicted.

- I'm not sure that's the case.

Over the last few years,
we've been summoned

To the fanshaw home
on numerous occasions.

- For what reason?

- Various disputes
of a, uh, domestic nature.

- Have there been any arrests?
- There were not.

Neither wanted the attention
of the public

Into their affairs.
- Mm.

But you believe
her to be responsible

For her husband's death.

- Given their history,
she was our primary suspect.

I also discovered
the poison to kill her husband

In her possession.
- In her possession?

- Well, in her room.

And why would
a canadian policeman

Be interested in any of this?

- Oh! Uh, well,
you may not be aware,

But I am no longer a member
of the toronto constabulary.

- We've been hired
by mrs. Fanshaw

To investigate the details
of her conviction.

- And you find her version
of events credible?

- Uh, we wouldn't have taken
the case otherwise.

- We may need to have
a look at your case file.

- Any assistance I can offer.

- Thank you.
- Come with me.

- I'm going to be sick.

- We do what we need to do.

(curious music)

- And how are we proceeding with
the murder of arnauld lepage?

- Well, we've just begun
the investigation.

- Has there been any progress?

- Not as of yet,
but we're hopeful.

- Find out who did this.

Mr. Lepage was
an important member

Of the toronto
business community.

His murder is your
number one priority.

- Yes, sir.

Well, you heard the man.
- Of course.

- Did you find out anything
about the business partner?

- Ah, yes. He is holidaying
in paris, France;

Has been for
the last two months.

- Right.
Then, for the time being,

We'll eliminate his involvement.
Henry!

Why don't you take miss hart
to the park

Where lepage's body was found?

Perhaps that could help
drum up a clue.

- Absolutely. I was just
about to step out

For lunch, though.
- Well, you could have

Your lunch when
you get back, henry.

(sighs)
- fine.

- I would say it's unlikely
that he was killed here.

- Would have made for quite
a spectacle if he was.

- I found traces of engine oil
and lubricants

On what was left of his body.

- Hmm. Not something
that a factory owner

Would come in contact with.

- But something
a factory worker would.

- Think one of his employees
killed him?

- Well, I can't answer that,
but it'd be worth investigating.

- Well, I guess we know
where detective watts

Should head next.
Thank you, miss hart.

Oh! Uh...

Ruthie mentioned
that you may be having

Legal difficulties.

- And what business of yours
or your wife's

Would it be if I were?

- Oh, I only mean to say that
if you ever need any help...

- Thank you, constable higgins.

But I'll be just fine.

I always am.

(soft music)

(brackenreid): Thank you.

(overlapping chatter)

- Oh. Come join us.
There's room for one more.

- Ah, no, thank you.

- Are you sure? You could
play my hand with me.

- No, thank you.

- Well, that's a shame.

- What are you doing!?
- Are you talking to me?

- You dealt from
the bottom of the deck.

- He did not!
- You stay out of this.

I saw it with my own eyes.

You, sir, step back
from the table.

- I will not!
- Gentlemen, please.

- You want me to step
away from the table?

I'll step away from the table!
- Oh!

- You step back, sir.

(brackenreid):
Put that gun down!

- I will not. He attacked me.
Who are you?

- I'm a police officer.
Give it here!

Sir, confine this gentleman
to his cabin.

- What?
- You can't tell me what to do.

I'm the captain of this ship.

- I don't care if you're
admiral horatio bloody nelson.

Confine this gentleman
to his quarters.

- Preposterous.

- And, you, clean up this mess.

- Yes, sir.

- I must say,
it's quite something

Having a real man
on this vessel.

It's thrilling.

(sighs)
- thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'd like to finish my drink.

(fanshaw): So, you've seen
the wisdom of helping me.

- More the necessity.

- The evidence that you killed
your husband is compelling.

- Depending on from
what angle you look at it.

- Well, the angle the police
took seems correct.

- Can you describe your
relationship with your husband?

- Oh, like most married couples,
I imagine.

In love at first, but later,

Simply waiting for the end
of time to arrive.

- That's not most
married couples.

- You will get there. Trust me.

- The rochester police claim
that the two of you fought.

- Indeed we did.

That was many years ago.

Latterly we suffered
each other in silence.

- Until you killed him.

- I was no longer interested
in him enough to kill him.

I was simply waiting
for him to expire.

- Then if not you, then who?

- Did that dim-witted policeman

Say anything about
a rachel wiggins?

- Who is that?

- Oh. I'll take that
as an answer.

She was our housemaid
for a while.

- Where is she now?

- Haven't the foggiest.

My husband dismissed her
shortly before his death.

There, look at that.

I have just pointed you
towards a person with motive.

- Why did he let her go?

- He was having
an affair with her.

I suppose he tired of it.

- Well, that suggests
motive on your part.

(scoffs)
- that would suggest

I still had feelings for him.

Dear lady,
that was not the case.

- Is it your contention, then,

That she planted evidence

To make you appear guilty?

- I contend nothing.

But that is certainly
a possibility.

She was angry with me.

(julia sighs)
- why is that?

- Oh, she felt I ought to have
had sympathy for her plight.

- And you did not?

- Stupid naive people
get what they deserve,

Don't you think?

- What do you have?

- I think I know where
mr. Lepage was killed.

There were traces of blood
and, well,

Mr. Lepage
in the gears of a machine

In his fabrication plant.

It would have been
capable of doing

The damage we witnessed.

- But no idea
who might have done it?

- No.

- So, could it have
been an accident?

- I suppose. But, if that was
the case, why move the body?

- Mm.
(phone ringing)

George crabtree...

Right. I'll be right there.

Can you imagine there was
a time I enjoyed

Hearing this thing ring?

(crows cawing)

- Mrs. Fanshaw
is a wonderful woman.

I am glad you are here to help.

- And her husband?

- A decent man.

- Were you here the night
that he was killed?

- Sadly, I was not.

- The lady and her husband
were home alone that night.

Mrs. Fanshaw retired early.
She was...

Under the weather.

- Mr. Jones, I am speaking
with mr. Edwards at the moment.

- And I know the truth
of it as well as he.

- And I will get
to you in due time.

So, you were not present.
Where were you?

- Attending services
at the first methodist church

On franklin.

I returned here to find
mr. Fanshaw dead.

- And hilda fanshaw?

- She was asleep in her room.

- What can you tell me
about this rachel wiggins?

- She was dismissed
by the fanshaws

Some months before
mr. Fanshaw died.

- What was the reason
for her dismissal?

- Oh, she made scurrilous
accusations against mr. Fanshaw.

(julia): Accusations
of what nature?

(tense music)

- She accused mr. Fanshaw
of improper conduct,

Which surely was a lie.

- Do you know where she is now?

- I do not.

- Thank you.

- Mr. Fanshaw
attacked her repeatedly

And then dismissed her
without a word.

If you ask me,
he deserved what he received.

(tense music)

- Miss hart.

- Uh, you best not uncover
it here, inspector.

- Oh, good lord.

What happened?

- He's been flayed.

- My god.

What's this?

(watts): I believe
it is called a sandblaster.

- It's used to remove paint
or rust from metal.

Judging by the condition
of the victim,

I'd assume the assailant
used it on him.

- Oh, good gracious.

- So?

(crabtree): So what?

- So, what would you have
us do, inspector?

- Right. Well, um,
get the body to the morgue.

- Wagon's on the way.

Perhaps it's best we get
everyone out of here?

- Right. Lads, clear the area.

(indistinct chatter)

- You know what this means?

- These two murders
are connected.

(banging)

(snoring)

(banging)

(captain roberts):
Inspector brackenreid!

(banging)

Inspector brackenreid, wake up!

(snoring)

(banging)
inspector brackenreid!

- Oh, yes. Oh, I'm coming.

(groans)

(banging)
- inspector brackenreid!

Please, come quickly.

What is it? - Just come on - a
man's been killed

- You found him?

- Yes. I was on deck,

Heard a commotion below.
I rushed down.

- Did you see anything?

- I'm sorry, no.

- Mm. So, unless someone

Boarded in the middle
of the night,

Our killer is on this boat.

- My heavens.

- No one gets
on or off this ship.

- Agreed.
- And cut the engines

'til we get this sorted.

Oh, and while you're at it,

Cover the poor bugger up.

- I don't see why this
is so hard for you.

- I've yet to question
miss wiggins.

- Why bother?

She'll just declare
her innocence.

All you have to do is prove
that she killed my husband.

- I don't know that
to be the case.

- Then make it the case.

That is your only job.

Do it and you can
return to your life.

- She may be an innocent woman.

- Oh, well,
if that troubles you,

Find someone else
to become the guilty party.

I don't care.

I am now two days away
from death.

Which means
your daughter is as well.

- My god. She's just a child.

- And I am not.

That doesn't mean I don't
value my life.

You should know by now I am very
determined to preserve it.

Associates tell me
your little susannah

Spoke her first words yesterday.

Would be such a shame
if they were to be her last.

- If you touch my daughter...
- Detective!

If you don't do as I ask,

You will be spending
the rest of your life

Explaining your decision
to your wife.

Not a prospect I would relish.

- I also don't relish
condemning an innocent woman.

- Well, then,

You'd best choose
the lesser of two evils.

(curious music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Wendell dunston
is the second victim.

At present,
there is no indication

The two men knew each other.

- I've got something
you're going to want to see.

- Loui... miss cherry,
you can't just walk in here.

- All right. My information
and I are happy to leave.

- What information?

- This. I found it under
my office door this morning.

- I'll ask that you make
an appointment next time,

Miss cherry. I am acting
inspector right...

Oh!

- "what you are witnessing
is retribution.

The deaths of robert foster

And ned mcguire
have been avenged."

- Any idea who they are?

- I did some poking around.

Robert foster was rent asunder
by a machine

At arnauld lepage's
fabrication plant.

Ned mcguire was killed
when a sandblasting machine

At dunston's factory
malfunctioned.

- So, what we are witnessing
is a mimicking of their deaths.

- I also discovered
that neither employer

Offered any compensation.

Mr. Dunston even refused
to pay funeral costs.

- Right. We need to speak
to the families

Of the dead factory workers.

- Are you sure?
They're in mourning.

- Well, as of now,
they're also suspects.

- Are you forgetting something,
inspector crabtree?

- What's that?

- Thank you is in order,
wouldn't you say?

- Thank you.

(crow cawing)

- We'll get her back,

Whatever it takes, julia.
I promise.

- Even if that means
letting a murderer go free?

- Once susannah is safe,

We'll admit our part
in this deception.

- Then what happens?

- It doesn't matter

So long as susannah
is returned to us.

- Can we trust that
that will happen?

- What choice do we have?

(tense instrumental music)

- Why aren't we moving?

- We're not going anywhere
until I've given

Captain roberts my say-so.

- I need to get to toronto.
My mother is ill...

- My investigation trumps that.

- But...
- Sit down.

- You can't hold us
hostage out here.

- We've done nothing wrong.

- What authority
have you anyway?

- That's enough. For now,
you're all to stay put.

- Well, at least
it's a pleasant day.

Are we allowed on deck,

Or do we need to remain
cooped up in here?

- Just don't leave the boat.

- No worry there. I don't swim.

I simply like
to take in the sun.

You should know,

I've noticed you watching me.

(scoffs)

- Thomas, can I throw
her overboard?

- No.

But you can find out
more about this lot.

- You want me to help you?

- Just be discreet.

See if any one of them
has got a reason

To harm mr. Griffith.

- Hmm. You can count on me.

If there are secrets,
I shall soon uncover them.

(chuckling)

(sighs)
- lord help me.

- The coroner's report states
that mr. Fanshaw's death

Was due to the ingestion
of a toxic agent.

- Does it identify which one?

(sighs)
- it lists a number

Of possibilities,
but the report is inconclusive.

- Shoddy work.

- He was also cremated.

- Well, that's unusual.

So, no body to re-examine?

- I doubt they would allow
an exhumation.

We are private citizens
in a foreign country. However...

- What?

- Well, judging
by the toxicology report,

A number of poisons
could be responsible,

Including some that could be
found in cleaning supplies.

- So, one could argue
that the maid

Had the tools to do the job?

- Well, given the evidence
of acrimony

Between miss wiggins
and the family,

It would be easy
to suggest motive.

- The butler stated that
she was attacked

And then summarily dismissed.

That could give us motive
and possible method.

- Well, especially
if said method

Were to be found
in the maid's possession.

- Do we do it?

(suspenseful music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Another murder...

And you're suggesting
the culprit was not a member

Of one of the victim's
families seeking vengeance?

- Robert foster left behind
an ailing wife

And three young children.

I doubt they were capable
of such violence.

- And mr. Mcguire?

- He had no family,
very few friends.

Certainly doesn't seem
there is anyone

Who would kill
to avenge his death.

- So you're suggesting
the killer is somebody

With no personal association
to the workers whatsoever?

- It would appear.

- So, what then? A vigilante?

- I think so.

(sinister music)

What was it the inspector
used to say?

- Bloody hell.
- Bloody hell.

"three dead, the next to go,

The butcher, the baker
and the candlestick maker."

- Three of toronto's finest
dead on your watch.

And three more to go if the note
found on the last body

Is to be believed.
And then there's this.

This rag of hers is nothing
more than scurrilous lies.

Louise cherry should be in jail!

- On what charge?

- How the devil would I know?

You're supposed
to be the inspector.
Make something up!

- Sir, I can't do that.
- Look, I don't care.

I just need you
to solve these damn murders!

- Excuse me,
I might have something.

- Well, speak up.

- I've been checking
hospital records.

- Hospital records?
Have you now?

Is that the best
use of your time?

- Sir! Watts, what have you?

- I have a list of people
who have died

In industrial accidents.

- What is the point
of all of this?

- All the people on the list
died doing jobs

Related to the businesses run by
the next potential victims.

- And who are the next
potential victims?

- The butcher, the baker...

- Yes, yes.
And the candlestick maker.

I know. It's charming.

- I'm attempting
to narrow that down.

- Well, get to it!
And after you've done that,

I want them all put under
police protection.

It's good to know
at least one detective

In this station house knows
how to do his damn job!

- I think we need to speak
to louise cherry.

- I hope you're not thinking
of arresting her.

- Worse.

I'm thinking about
asking her for help.

(knocking on door)

- Rachel wiggins?

(whispering): Where should
I place it?

- Uh, anywhere is fine.

- Oh, dear lord.

- Ugh, he was a boor.

- He made advances
on both of us.

- On numerous occasions.

- Well, he was quite forwards.

- We rejected him, of course.
- Of course.

- Not our type.
- Not our type.

- Oh. Ah, oh. Huh! Well.

(chuckling)

- He is the one your husband
should be questioning.

The two fought constantly.

- I did see the incident
at the card game.

- Ah! That was just
the tip of the iceberg.

- They were both pursuing fiona.
(gasps)

- Trevor, there you are.
I've been looking for you.

- I would think it was
the other way around.

- Oh, you noticed as well?

- Yes! She seems to have eyes

On anyone with
a pair of trousers.

- Honestly!

- When do you think
we will be setting sail?

- That is up to my husband.
- We do need to get home.

- And off this terrible boat.

- Mm. Uh. Yeah.

- Gentlemen, if I knew
who sent the note,

I would have told you.
On my word.

- And you've received
no further correspondence?

- Again, if I had,
I would have told you.

- Your new paper has published

A number of articles
about unsafe working conditions.

- Yes, inspired
by upton sinclair.

- What, the jungle?
It's a work of fiction.

(sighs)

- Inspired by fact, george.

There are factory workers
all across the country

Who are victim
to uncaring factory owners.

I aim to improve conditions.

- Not unlike our killer.

- No, he's nothing like that.

He's a murderer,
plain and simple.

- Who thinks he has
a righteous cause.

(scoffs)
- I use the pen,

Not the sword, detective.

There are numerous organizations
who aim to improve

The conditions of working man,
and woman,

That I support.

None advocate violence.

- The butcher, baker
and candlestick maker.

Any idea who those
people could be?

- Perhaps.

- And would you be willing
to share that information?

- I am.

- In exchange for?

- In this case, nothing.

What this vigilante is doing
isn't improving the condition

Of the working man. In fact,
he's going to make it worse.

I have a feeling I may know who
the butcher and the baker are.

- And the candlestick maker?

- I'm not sure.

- Dead?

Oh. Should I say what a pity?

- I think it's best
you don't say anything.

- Well, that should make
your task easier, should it not?

Seeing as miss wiggins
is no longer here

To speak in her own defence.

- We don't know that she
killed your husband.

- We all know that
you're responsible for that.

- Oh, you have a fire in you,
don't you?

But whether she actually
killed my husband

Is not the point.

The point is to free me.

The means of murder
were found in her room.

And, seeing as she's now dead,

It seems obvious that she killed
my dear frederick

And then,
distraught at her wickedness,

Took her own life.

- She was innocent.

- I don't see how that matters.
She's dead.

But if your conscience
troubles you,

Comfort yourself
with the fact that you're doing

Nothing more than besmirching
a poor dead woman's memory.

Nothing you can do
can hurt her now.

But you can help me.

And your child.

(somber instrumental music)

- Forgive me.

- The young man, trevor,
seems very morose

Since the murder. The trollop...

- Fiona.
- Yes, the redhead.

She's flitting around
without a care in the world.

- And what about the other two?

- Penny and caroline?

I think they're sapphists.

- So they could've
been the killers?

- I didn't say that.
(snaps fingers)

In fact, I think
they might have likely

Been the ones to do it.

- And why's that?

- Well, they admit to hating
the man

And they seem to be
casting blame on everyone else.

Isn't that what killers do?

- Sometimes.
And what about the captain?

- Hmm. I don't think so.

- Why?
- He's the captain.

- Oh, right.
- Hmm.

- Thank you, margaret.

- Is there anything else
I can do?

- Nope.
- Oh.

- I'll take it from here.

- I see.

(door opens)

Hmm. Of course.

- One of my men confirms
finding the poison

In miss wiggins's room.

We've also questioned
the staff regarding

Mr. Fanshaw's behavior
with regard to miss wiggins.

And then, of course,
there was the suicide note.

I just want you to know
that we never considered

Miss wiggins a suspect.

- To be fair, mrs. Fanshaw did
seem the most likely suspect.

- Yes. It's understandable.
We may be in her employ,

But I can't say
we're fond of her.

- Yes, but I suppose
being distasteful

Doesn't make one a murderer.

(whistles blowing)

- So, what are next steps?

- I've already spoken
to the district attorney.

He's going to see the judge.

Talk is mrs. Fanshaw's
conviction'll be overturned.

Mrs. Fanshaw
is a very lucky woman

Having you two in her corner.

Your reputations got her out.

(light curious music)

(♪♪)

(inaudible conversation)

- Oopsy daisy.

(indistinct chatter)

- I should like to propose
a toast

To detective william murdoch
and dr. Julia ogden.

I am a free woman today,
thanks to them.

(applause)

- You found the true killer.
Congratulations.

- Where is our child?

- She will be returned
in due time.

- If she is not...

- Mrs. Fanshaw
is a woman of her word.

I can assure you.

- I really must thank you again.

Such a shame about miss wiggins.

I suppose she could not live
with what she had done.

- You had her killed.

- I should have thought
the great

Detective william murdoch

Would not be one
for baseless accusations.

You do realize not a word
of this can be spoken.

And remember:

If I have outwitted you once,
I can again.

- We just want to get home
to our child.

- And you are perfectly free
to do so.

But would you care
for a celebratory drink

Before you leave?

- No.

- Pity.

(indistinct chatter)

- Excuse me, ladies,
have you seen my wife?

- No. And I must say
she's a delightful woman.

- Very inquisitive creature.

- Ah.

- Have you lost your wife?

I could help you look
for her if you like.

- That's not necessary.

- Are you sure?

I could use a little excitement.

It's dreadfully boring
being becalmed.

I prefer a rougher ride,

The feeling of being
tossed about

With reckless abandon.

- I'm looking for my wife.

Bloody hell, margaret, you best
not be snooping around.

(sinister music)

Margaret?

Margaret!

(mysterious music)

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