Law & Order Toronto: Criminal Intent (2024) s02e06 Episode Script
Disposable People
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[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's War on Crime,
the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives
of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.
These are their stories.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Take this for now, Derek.
Take it. I'll figure out the rest.
This won't do anything.
Take it, son.
I know you're scared.
It's gonna be okay.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Thanks, Vicki, for being here.
And I'll keep being here. Every week.
Until your two years are up.
It's just gonna zip by.
- Oh yeah?
- [LAUGHTER]
Speaking of which, what
couldn't wait until Friday?
I didn't mean to scare you.
But I could really use
your help with something.
Of course! Anything.
[GATE OPENING]
[EXHALES] "Poverty begets poverty,
that's why I get richer
and my toys get bigger."
I can't believe you said that,
Jack, I died when I read that.
That was 15 years ago, kid,
I said a lot of crazy things back then.
But, thankfully, your
mother has made a proper man
out of this old dog, huh? Haven't you?
- [CHUCKLING]
- Yeah, I prefer the old Jack.
Better stories.
See? Some of that old dog still remains.
Oh yeah.
I've had enough. I'm
going to the condominium
- board to deal with this.
- I didn't do anything wrong.
There are rules you're
expected to follow.
Hey, what's all the fuss about, Lewis?
The concierge is letting derelicts
- into the building again.
- His name's Ingram.
Well, I don't feel safe in my own home
as long as Ingram is letting
common criminals into the lobby.
Derek is not a criminal, he's my son.
Is it possible you're
overreacting, Lewis?
Is it possible that a simple
apology would suffice, hmm?
You're all too soft on him.
Keep your lowlife son
out of the building.
Oh.
Thank you, Mr. Walding.
Come on, it's Jack.
No, and Lewis is a miserable prick
who's been after you since day one.
So, what happened?
Is Derek in trouble again?
Night.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Vicki, what the hell are you doing?
[LOUD GASP]
- It's about time.
- Yes, sir.
- Hey!
- Oh, for God's sake, Ingram.
I've avoided you politely for a few
Ugh!
[GRUNTING, THUDDING]
- Get help.
- No, no!
[GRUNTING]
Ingram Nestor? I'm your duty counsel,
assigned to advise you
of your legal rights,
- your obligations.
- I plead guilty.
Okay.
But this is an aggravated assault.
I think we can get the charge reduced.
I understand the charges.
I'll plead guilty, but tell
the prosecutor I have a request.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
That's what makes a
TFSA so great, right?
The only time the
government gives you a break.
Right, you keep more of your money.
- So that's like one
- Like a loophole. No!
No. It's just knowledge.
Right? Finance?
In finance, knowledge is power.
- [GRUNTS]
- What? What's up?
[TENSE MUSIC]
What?
You want it? You want it?!
- [GRUNTING]
- [MAN]: Yeah!
[CROWD CLAMOURING]
[LOCKDOWN ALARM BLARING]
[SHOUTING]
- [GUARDS YELLING]
- Break it up! Break it up!
Get down! Get down!
- Argh!
- [WEAPON THUDDING]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[GASPING]
[THEME MUSIC]
Allan's death is a
bureaucratic firestorm.
And unfortunately, we
can't tell who killed him
from surveillance. But I'm told you two
can make quick, clean work of this.
Well, the clean we can do.
Everything else will dictate the quick.
Ah, victim is Allan Givens,
accountant, no priors.
He's six months into a two-year bid
for wrecking his car without a
license and fleeing the scene.
He got two years for that?
He got house arrest, but he blew it,
so they gave him the full pop.
And what were his first six months like?
Guys like Allan don't do
well in places like this.
We house two years less
a day and remand convicts.
It's a mixed bag, but make no mistake,
this is a max facility.
Thing is, about a month ago,
Allan settled in. I
thought he figured it out.
- What changed?
- He learned the language,
made himself useful.
He made some friends.
[TENSE MUSIC]
And some enemies.
Judging by the state of the place,
the blood and the
footprints, this was a mess.
It was chaos.
And the murder weapon?
Melted plastic wrap on a toothbrush.
It's a jailhouse classic, easy to make.
And surprisingly easy to
hide. Where are our brawlers?
I'll save you some
time. Start with Ray Shack,
frequent flier. The man loves a fight.
[KNOCKING] Ray, you got some visitors.
Ray, can I see your hands?
Touch me, I'll touch you back.
I don't need to touch you,
I just need to have a look.
Turn them over, please.
Hmm, hard labour.
Strong heart line. But
not a nick in sight.
Despite his pugilistic
exterior, Ray is not our killer.
In violent incidents
with weapons like these,
the assailant, more often
than not, cuts himself, too.
Can I see your hands, please?
Ingram Nestor, in for
aggravated assault.
Turn them over.
Ingram, your file here
shows no history of violence.
No history of crime. Not
even a parking ticket.
But within a couple of days,
you beat the hell out
of a man out there,
then you stab a man to death
in here. I'd find that curious.
You know what else I find curious?
You were granted a special
request at your arraignment,
part of your guilty plea.
You specifically asked
to be remanded here, in Humberview,
so you could have proximity
to your elderly parent.
So?
Both your parents are deceased.
You lied in order to be
sent here, didn't you?
I told you I don't want to talk.
I don't have anything to say.
- [ELEVATOR DINGS]
- So, you think Ingram Nestor
got himself put inside so
he could kill Allan Givens?
Yeah, we do. But's it's
going to take a minute
to even prove that he was
the one wielding the shiv.
The CCTV footage is a
mess, and no one's talking.
It seems as though the code
of silence still applies,
even if you've only
been in there for a day.
DNA on the weapon? Ingram's
blood, fingerprints?
Prints are partial, multiple, smeared.
It looks like at least four
people handled the shiv,
including two guards.
So, if we can't prove
that he is our killer
with hard evidence,
what about motive? Why would Ingram
want to kill Allan the accountant?
Well, we're trying to find a connection,
see if there was some kind of beef.
We're also hoping to speak
with his son, Derek Nestor.
He's got a record, a few petty collars,
no felonies but, uh, we
just haven't been able
- to track him down just yet.
- In the meantime,
we're going to head back to the condo,
speak to the man that Ingram assaulted
and talk to some of the other residents,
including Jack Walding,
who uh, provided a character
witness for Ingram in court.
You mean "Jack Walding" Jack Walding?
The very same, infamous
J-Corp media baron.
Penthouse in Toronto, castle in Ireland,
compound in the Caymans.
Well, he's having a
bit of an image rebrand
these days, isn't he?
Funny how some spouses
can leave you stained,
while others give you a bit of a sheen.
His second wife, Amelia Hough,
lifelong philanthropist,
fabulous clothes.
They met in Ascot, and
her hat was beyond Okay.
Yes, I read Vanity Fair.
Did you want to take this interview?
No thank you, because
I am not dressed for it.
Okay, back to work, evidence, motive.
I'll take a little bit more
of both, please. Thank you!
Let's go?
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[TENSE MUSIC]
You're welcome to look
around, detectives.
However, I'm not sure how any of this
will help your investigation.
Cumniar Limna.
Close. Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
What the hell do I know,
I just bought the castle.
Coat of arms came with it.
Didn't get to design my own,
unlike my beloved wife.
Am I right in guessing that your wife's
about to be made a life peer?
Ah, I read Vanity Fair.
[CHUCKLES]
Amelia Hough is the quintessential
ideal of a lady.
Elegant, competent, and charitable.
They capitalized Lady,
so it made me wonder.
How about that. My wife,
a Lady in the House of Lords.
Frankly, she's embarrassed
they let it slip.
Well, that's quite the honour, though.
Most would shout it from the rooftops.
A civil servant does good by stealth.
And would blush to find it fain.
Prime Minister Baldwin.
That's right, that's
very good. Mister
Oh, this is Detective
Graf and Detective Bateman.
- What's this about?
- I was just telling them
how Ingram had more than reason enough
to punch Lewis in the face.
I mean, a man can only
take so much, am I right?
I'd hardly call what
happened a punch in the face.
But it's obvious that
you're fond of Ingram.
Yeah. He's a hard
worker. He's a good man.
Does a lot for us around
here. I respect him.
Yes, I read your character statement,
but would your opinion change on hearing
that he just stabbed a
man to death in lockup?
- He did what?
- And who? Why?
The victim is Allan Givens,
does that ring any bells?
Any idea who he is, or
how he would know Ingram?
No, I mean, Ingram never
really talked about anybody.
- Except for his son.
- Derek?
Yes. He was a troubled boy.
Do you happen to know
where we might find his son?
Yeah, I remember Ingram
waiting for a bus.
He was going to see Derek.
I offered him a ride.
Dropped him at some by the hour place.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
I don't know any Allan Givens,
and I don't know why my dad
would do something like that.
Anything to do with
happened to your hand?
Or why you're hiding out at the Ritz?
I'm not hiding.
I'm actually packing
up to get out of here.
Derek. Your father murdered a man,
now's the time to talk.
[SIGHS]
I've been laying low. I owed money.
I play cards, some
horses down at the Bull.
- It's a biker joint.
- How much?
I got down bad.
When I couldn't pay, that's
when the threats started.
More than threats, by the look of it.
Why are you checking out
of here, all of a sudden?
A miracle.
Earlier, one of the bikers found me.
I thought he was gonna kill
me, I thought I was done.
Instead he tells me
someone squared my tab.
They're not coming after me anymore.
Who squared it, and when?
I don't know. But it was done today.
Could your father have paid them off?
He was trying to help
me. But there's no way
- he could get that kind of money.
- Derek.
How much was it?
It was a lot.
Over a hundred grand.
What do you think the odds are
that this is all a coincidence?
Ingram kills Allan, and his son's debt
is miraculously wiped clean?
About the same odds as
being dealt a royal flush.
After a very long call with
a bookie over at the Bull,
I was finally able to access this.
It's a confirmation of
a payment of $113,000.
Came in this afternoon
to square Derek's debts.
That's shortly after
Ingram killed Allan.
Do we know who the payment was from?
No. They sent the money
using a Paysafe app,
it's fully anonymous if
you use cash to load it.
So we're dealing with a conspiracy
to commit murder, somebody
paid Ingram to kill Allan,
by way of clearing his son's debts.
And after seeing what
they did to Derek's hand,
I'm guessing Ingram
thought he had no choice.
You want to show her the rest?
Found these on Ingram's phone.
These photos were sent to him
the day before he
assaulted the Titus resident
and went to jail. Sent
from an MMS burner.
This confirms that Ingram
didn't know Allan from Adam.
So who wanted this
accountant dead, and why?
Just get on the bus, okay?
We'll talk soon, I promise.
What did you do to get that money?
It doesn't matter. You're safe!
Dad.
I'm so sorry.
- It's my fault.
- Shh, you are my son.
I'll do anything for you.
But you have to get out of town.
Get as far away from Toronto as you can.
I don't know what Allan was involved in.
Busted my ass to get him
a conditional sentence
- and he blew it.
- Well, he never mentioned any
stress about associates,
or concerns about
dangerous people he knew?
I have no idea.
I was working on getting
his house arrest reinstated,
then he went dark. For a while.
- You stopped hearing from him?
- For a few months.
Then, all of a sudden, he popped up,
said he had something that might be
very interesting to the authorities.
With regards to another
criminal? Someone on the inside?
Not inside. It was something else.
- Financial?
- I assume so.
He said his associate Vicki Holmberg
was going to bring me
evidence, but she never showed.
Do you have any idea what
that evidence might have been?
Like I said, she never showed. Sorry.
Sounds like Allan was
ready to squeal on someone.
Hmm. Sounds like that someone found out.
But why now?
Why wait 'til you've
done six months out of 24
to give your lawyer an ace card?
Well, two years doesn't
sound long to a first timer.
We think Allan tried to do the time
and realized he couldn't,
and maybe he was scared
of who he was about to inform on.
Rightfully so, as it turns out.
According to the Chartered
Professional Accountants
of Canada, Allan had a
rep for being creative.
They slapped him on
the wrist a few times,
so it's no surprise that his client list
was a who's who of shady characters.
Allan knew where the
skeletons were buried
and exactly how deep.
So you're thinking that
one of those clients
had more than enough reason
to want to get rid of him.
His lawyer didn't get
anything out of him?
Well, she knew he wanted to talk,
no idea what he was going to say.
What about Ingram? This
could shake him loose.
We're going to take a
beat before circling back.
We need to let him stew.
What's your next stop?
We're heading to Allan's office.
His associate, Vicki Holmberg,
she was the only one who visited him,
so we figure she was helping him
gather what he needed to squeal.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Yes, he had a reputation.
Naturally, when you're
brilliant like he is.
Like he was.
People will try to use you for it,
but Allan was a good person.
And he didn't deservethis.
The work he was doing for
some of those companies,
he was doing it willingly.
Of course he was. Big Pharma
needs accountants, too,
and the bigger the company,
the better they paid,
but Allan didn't play
dirty. He played fair.
CPA might argue with you on that.
Did Allan ask for
your help with anything
before he was killed?
Vicki, you're not in trouble, okay?
We're just trying to get a sense
of anything Allan might
have been involved with.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Yeah, he asked me to get some
files back from a former client.
Which client?
That one. Seed Fund.
- The global charity?
- Yeah, they fired him
after Allan got convicted.
What type of files did
he want you to get back?
Budgets and financial
records from his time there.
But I never got them. I
went there after hours,
I knew where they kept the files,
I still had Allan's pass card.
But before I could find anything,
Hari Rai, the CEO saw me and
had security escort me out.
Did Allan give you the impression
that he was going to report them
for financial wrongdoing?
No.
No. No, they were the
most upstanding client
we've ever had. I, I just figured
that Allan, he just wanted
to repair his reputation.
You know, show the court
all the good work he'd done.
[VICKI SOBBING]
Of all the black hats Allan worked for,
why get Vicki to raid the filing cabinet
of the charity that grows food?
Well, the virtuous bury
their skeletons, too.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Yes, I had Vicki removed.
Allan's a convicted criminal, no
longer employed by this organization.
He has no right to company financials.
Well, do you know why he wanted them?
- Honestly, I have no idea.
- You did fire him.
That was after he went to jail.
Well, maybe he was angry,
wanted to get back at you.
I can't imagine why someone
would want to hurt a charity,
especially one that's
doing the work that you do.
We're only just beginning to grow.
Oh, but you've accomplished so much,
300 farmhouses built so far.
Allan had a photo of one in his office.
He seemed very proud of his work.
We funded the construction of farmhouses
across a dozen countries.
Self-sustaining investment
in developing nations
is the cornerstone of our
philanthropic ideology.
That accent, um, Buckinghamshire?
Oh, very good, Detective!
My parents sent me to
Ridley College as a teenager.
They wanted me to have a
prestigious education abroad.
They never expected that I would stay.
But you put roots down, literally.
You grew a global charity, right here.
On your own. From the ground up.
[CHUCKLING] Well
As much as I enjoy talking about myself,
I thought you were
here about Allan Givens.
Just trying to figure
out why a global charity
with a sterling reputation
would hire an accountant
with Allan's let's
say colourful background?
Allan was referred to us.
And he was incredibly skilled.
But I obviously didn't vet him properly.
So when he sent Vicki
here to get the files,
it wasn't because he
suspected any malfeasance.
We exist by the grace of the people.
Then again, most of those people
would find it difficult to understand
how a global charity actually works.
I don't think that answers
my partner's question.
Well, then perhaps she
should ask it more plainly.
Okay. Did Allan practice
any creative accounting here,
and did he end up killed because of it?
You said Allan was killed
in prison by another inmate.
Tragic, but not my problem.
Or convenient. Which makes it
a problem for the both of us.
We're going to need to see
all the financial records
from when Allan worked here.
We could do that easily,
or we could come back
- with a court order.
- I'll save you the time.
Leave an address with my assistant,
I'll have everything
sent over to you today.
We have nothing to hide.
Well, give that to your assistant.
Now, if there's anything
else I can do for you
Well, there is, actually.
I'd like to take a photo of this.
I'm a visual learner.
[PHONE CAMERA CLICKS]
You want to play a game?
Sure.
Farmhouse 201, had a uniform
pick it up from Allan's office.
Then there's Farmhouse 89
from Hari's.
And then, finally, Farmhouse 145
- from the Seed Fund website.
- Mm-hmm.
Spot the difference.
Um, different numbers on the walls,
different landscapes,
different colouring,
- I could go on.
- Yeah, but I don't need you to.
Because it's a trick question.
Mark just analyzed all three photos,
turns out they're all
the exact same farmhouse.
Just repurposed and manipulated
and Photoshopped to
make them look different.
So they're not building as
many farmhouses as they claim
and Allan helped cover it up
with his creative accounting.
Yeah, Hari tells the
world that the donations
are going into building farmhouses
- that don't exist and never will.
- Oof.
So what's he really
doing with all that money?
Maybe Jasmine's got the answer.
She is the Financial Crimes expert.
Hari's trying to drown you
in paperwork, I take it.
Luckily, I'm a good swimmer.
The charity's endowment fund.
Like any other, they use it
to invest, to grow capital.
But two months after Allan
started working there,
40 million dollars were
routed out of 16 projects
in the South Sudan
into the endowment fund.
From there, the money went
into a numbered company.
- And from there?
- The money disappears.
Numbered company, I'm assuming
anonymous, offshore LLC?
Okay, we'll need more.
Anything, lawyer's name,
address and date of incorporation.
I'm on it.
Wait, let me get this straight.
I'm Hari. I want to embezzle
money from my own charity,
so I get Allan to take
out 40 million dollars
from all these different projects,
funnel it all into an endowment fund,
and then move it all to an anonymous LLC
that I own in the Caymans,
or Cyprus or Wyoming?
And drain the numbered
company when no one's looking.
- That's bold!
- And to some, worth killing over.
Effin. The numbered company
was set up in Effin, Ireland. Not a pun.
Uh, is Hari's name connected anywhere?
Unfortunately no, we have
incorporation place and date,
- but no names attached.
- Who's the King of the Castle?
- Hmm?
- Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
It's Irish. Gaelic, I looked it up.
It's a motto, or more, a battle cry.
It means "Remember Limerick."
Now, Effin is a small
parish in, in Limerick,
and that battle cry is on
the Limerick coat of arms,
which I saw yesterday on a coaster
belonging to none
other than Jack Walding.
Is he on the board, is he a donor,
has he given any money to Seed Fund?
Biggest donor in five years.
He gave 40 million in March.
And when was this numbered
company incorporated?
This year, also in March.
He giveth and he taketh away.
Maybe the new Jack hasn't
cleaned up his act after all.
Lawsuits and tax fraud almost
put Jack in orange a while back.
But he says he was scared straight,
started putting his
money into charities.
First Greenpeace, then he
redirected his donations
to Seed Fund. En masse.
Yeah, they have thousands of donors,
but Jack became one of their biggest
right after Allan started.
And we now know that the
money was sent from Seed Fund
to Limerick, Ireland, where
Jack's had a home for decades.
So you're thinking that Jack,
Hari and Allan set up the scam.
Jack gets to flaunt his
rebrand to philanthropy
and collect a massive tax break,
without actually changing his ways.
Hang on a sec, do we have proof
that Jack's money didn't
actually go to building
those farmhouses in South Sudan?
No, but Allan could've proven it.
We believe that's what got him killed.
Well, we could prove it
too, if there's the budget
to send us to South Sudan.
Ha! We don't have the budget
to send you to South Dakota.
Point remains that Allan
could speak to the embezzlement scheme
because he set it up. If
Jack thought he was about
to talk, that's a powerful
motive to have him silenced.
Meanwhile, there's your
pal Ingram right downstairs,
desperate for money to
clear his son's debt.
Why not just pay him to go get it done?
Why would I know Allan Givens?
Well, I can think of
40 million reasons why.
You're referring to my donation.
You ever heard of a wealth pledge?
The mega rich trying to
buy back their humanity
by donating large parts of their estate?
I joined the pledge a few years ago.
Oh, I can hear the trumpets playing.
I accept your skepticism.
I may have been a pirate in my career.
And maybe I'm trying to pay
it back with grand gestures,
but charity isn't a crime.
Now, my wife and I
will be very comfortable
until we go, but I'm not going
to die on a pile of money.
This epiphanous change for good in you,
did it happen after you met your wife?
She inspired me.
She's a real philanthropist.
You know, when we met,
she told me, "We make a living
by what we get. We make
a life by what we give."
Churchill. He also said,
"A gentleman doesn't eat a
ham sandwich without mustard."
These are some of the projects
my donations have already built.
And we're building dozens more.
We have a five-year supply
and sustainability plan
that will eliminate food insecurity
in this part of the world for good.
Mr. Walding, we have reason
to believe that some of these
funds are being redirected to
an anonymous LLC in Ireland.
Effin, to be exact.
Now, your residence in Ireland
also happens to be in Effin.
Yes, I did have a numbered
company there back in the day.
Like everyone, I took
advantage of Ireland's
corporate tax shelter.
But I shut that down years ago.
Your stepson, Curtis,
how did he feel about losing
his inheritance to your pledge?
Ah, he was pissed. Of course.
He grew up rich. Not me.
I made money by hook or by crook.
You know, in fact, all we have in common
are good looks and
getting married too young.
But he came around. He gets it now.
Did Curtis recommend
Seed Fund to you, Jack?
[TENSE MUSIC]
I guess if you spend your
life ripping people off
like Jack did, you never
suspect it'll happen to you.
By hook or by crook. Poetic.
You think Curtis and
Hari are in this together?
There's one way to find out.
Curtis.
I need you to tell me the truth.
Jack, what's going on?
Did you use Seed Fund
to embezzle my money?
I, I don't know what
you're talking about.
Stop. Stop! This is fraud,
okay? This could ruin us! I
Jack, whatever you're going on about,
I'm sure there's a
reasonable explanation.
No. No! He has to
answer for this himself.
You want me to answer it
myself, I'll say it again, then.
I don't know what you're talking about.
- You lied to me.
- Jack, no darling!
I gave you everything,
and you spit it in my face!
You gave me everything,
you gave me everything?
What about what we gave
you? How is this always
all about you? Huh?
To think what the name
Walding used to mean,
you were an embarrassment before us,
you know that? Just face it,
you're an embarrassment,
you are a filthy rich joke!
That's enough! That is enough!
Jack.
Darling, Jack.
Again, thanks for coming
down here so quickly.
Of course. We support law enforcement.
Jack's a, uh, donor actually, I think.
- Hmm.
- Anybody watching us in there?
No, it's just us. Now are you certain
you don't want legal counsel with you?
You said it's just a chat, right?
That's right.
We can, uh, we can stop anytime.
But Curtis,
you're friends with Hari Rai, right?
Yeah, we went to, uh, we
went to school together.
Ridley College, we, we saw
your class photos online.
Class of '13, couple of Ridleyans.
- Go Tigers!
- Yeah, it's good to keep ties.
Small circles can open big doors.
- Yeah, it's true.
It's probably why we all
always ended up in the same clubs,
rubbing the same elbows, you know?
That's probably why you had Hari
help you have Allan Givens killed.
Pretty sure I already told you,
I don't know Allan Givens.
But are you sure?
Pretty sure. Yeah.
I think so, yeah.
Your stepdad's pledge.
You must have been pretty
mad when you found out
they weren't going to
leave you with anything.
You got mad enough that you
whipped up a scheme with Hari?
- Did I?
- Phony farmhouses in Africa.
How much did you cut
Hari in for, anyway?
I imagine a lot, considering
he took all the risk.
Whereas all you did was
convince stepdad Jack
to send all the donations to Seed Fund,
where you could steal it.
You even used Jack's
tax play in Ireland.
No one was the wiser, except for Allan.
What did you do when Hari told you
that he was going to rat you out?
Because nobody had
more to lose than you.
Well, Ingram, I suppose.
His son.
Now that's how you knew
he'd take the money.
Pay off Derek's debt in
exchange for killing Allan.
I didn't take you for that
type at first. Soft hands.
Oh, you were finished.
[LAUGHTER]
Jesus, if you people even knew.
Well, please. Enlighten us.
Well, I'm not as dumb as
you seem to think I am.
In over two days,
we've linked you to both
embezzlement and Allan's murder.
Look, Curtis, we can help you.
You just need to cooperate.
[DOOR OPENING]
The inspector needs to
see you in the boardroom.
As you can see from
these updated financial
and cost reports, the
documents you received
contain clerical mistakes.
Is that so?
In Mr. Rai's haste to cooperate
with your investigation,
he sent what he believed
were the organization's
most current financials.
When actually, they just recently
completed a forensic audit,
and found Allan Givens to
have made many blunders.
How convenient he's not
here to defend himself.
Certain funds from completed projects
attributed to infrastructure.
Roads, latrines, supply delays.
And all magically returned
to an LLC in Effin, Ireland.
Again, clerical. The
funds were never withdrawn.
They were held in the LLC,
and then distributed to areas of need.
Funny, that's not the impression we got
from Jack when we spoke.
After we spoke,
I contacted Mr. Rai for clarity.
My lawyers are now satisfied
that all the donations
are exactly where they should be.
What about the photos?
All the photos are
of the same farmhouse.
That falls under social
media and promotion.
You can't expect Mr. Walding or Mr. Rai
to personally track
every image being used.
I once mentioned to you,
the workings of a charity
this size is somewhat
difficult to grasp.
Simply put, sometimes
paperwork needs a chance
to catch up to the actual work.
We understand Mr. Walding's
stepson Curtis came in voluntarily.
We'd like you to get
him for us. Now, please.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[DOOR BUZZER SOUNDING]
I bet Hari had his team
cooking the new books
as soon as he sent us the old ones.
No missing funds means no fraud,
which means no motive for murder.
Yeah, but playing that card
is as good as admitting guilt.
We just need to start again.
You're right, it's a
good thing they played
their one card now instead of
hitting me with it at trial.
But without the embezzlement piece,
you currently have nothing
on the stepson, Curtis.
We don't have anything on Hari, either,
- lest we forget that snake.
- Uh, Jack told us
that Curtis was pretty pissed off
about the pledge at first,
but soon came around.
Yeah, when he decided to rip him off.
He had a smile on his face,
one hand in his pocket,
and he got someone killed
for it without even blinking.
And for Curtis to do
something so sociopathic,
our guess is it isn't the first time.
Finding a pattern of behaviour
is something I can definitely work with.
Well, we're going to
go talk to the ex-wife.
See if she can shed some light
on who the real Curtis is.
Well, do it fast. My office
needs to get disclosure
to Ingram Nestor's lawyer.
And I'm getting pressure
not to wait on you any longer.
Well, Curtis lost his
dad when he was young.
Yada yada. So Amelia,
Curtis' mom, let him
get away with everything.
Like, he's never taken
responsibility for anything.
- Ever.
- But Curtis has never been
charged or arrested for a crime.
Never.
And even if he had been,
it would have been swept
away, like everything else.
Do you remember a time
when that happened?
Okay yeah, there was this one time.
At uh, at Jack's place in Ireland.
Curtis made a big mess.
Amelia had these guests from England.
It was very posh, very
fancy. Very important.
She was always hosting these
incredibly stuffy,
impossible to impress types.
It was really funny
actually to see how much
she would act differently, you know?
She would like, grovel
for their approval.
And what did Curtis do?
He stole a watch from one of them.
Like, the priceless, irreplaceable kind.
So what happened?
Amelia happened. Like she always did.
She paid the housekeeper
to take the blame for it.
And the next time, the gardener.
And then the driver. Me.
[CHUCKLING]
See, to her, that's all
any of us are good for.
Taking the fall for Curtis.
This is not about what
you've done, Ingram.
Your punishment is being
served. This is about
those who never served theirs.
You're not the first,
and you won't be the last.
Let me be.
- I killed him.
- And Mommy Dearest
keeps cleaning up after her
reckless and entitled child,
and around and around it goes.
What happens when the Hough family
decides that you, or
your son knows too much?
[GULPS]
Ingram,
who sent you after Allan?
Why must you injure me at every turn?
And how could you agree
to leave me with nothing,
- how could you do that?
- You are an insufferable,
arrogant brat.
I suppose it's my fault, isn't it,
for the way that you've turned out?
[SCOFFS] Honestly.
But I will tell you what
I will not stand for.
And that is for you
to sully our good name.
Do you understand?
- Do you understand?!
- I understand.
[TENSE MUSIC]
I'm sorry, Mom. I
didn't mean to hurt you.
- I didn't
- Enough of that, Curtis.
You can't beguile me the
way you do everyone else.
I'd like my privacy now.
[SIGHS]
I think the only thing I want you to do
is I want you to move
Charlotte so that she's across
from William. I think they'll
rather like each other.
Jack, I just, you know,
I want to say thank you.
- And I know what you must think.
- Please, Curtis.
Tell me what I'm thinking.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Guests, everyone. Let's
look alive, please.
Mr. Walding.
If you wouldn't mind
excusing us a moment,
we just have a few more questions
- for Curtis back at the station.
- Absolutely not!
Our guests are to arrive at any moment.
Oh, this is wonderful!
That is something.
A new coat of arms for Your Ladyship.
"Yive Alle Worthy And Nede."
It's Old English.
"Give to all worthy and in need,"
it's uh, Middle English, actually.
I love Chaucer.
What would you like to talk to me about?
Well, it's uh, who we
talked to about you.
Your ex-wife, Carissa Rinaldi?
[SCOFFS]
What did she have to say?
Curtis, be quiet. That woman is a drunk.
What do you think she said?
Well, I really don't
know, but she's a liar,
so please, why don't you
tell me exactly what she said?
- Curtis, shut up.
- Jack, you shut up!
[TENSE MUSIC]
Wow, kind of sounds like he was waiting
to let that one go for a while.
Every family fights, even yours.
That we can agree. My family's preferred
weapon of choice was
the silent treatment.
Slow burning, yet cold.
If your goal is to paint us
as dysfunctional, you win.
- Bravo.
- I know you tried
to clean up your act, Jack.
Give back to the world,
be a father to Curtis and
a good husband to Amelia.
It was probably just too
late before you recognized
the patterns.
How she's been handling his mistakes,
how she's covered for him,
and how she's used people beneath her.
See, what Carissa told
us about was the watch
that Curtis stole from
one of your guests.
And about how you paid your housekeeper
to take the blame,
because your housekeeper
was beneath you, one
of the lesser people,
disposable people.
Like Allan Givens.
And like Ingram Nestor.
When you paid him to kill Allan.
You don't honestly expect
anyone to believe this.
You do know that my wife is about
to receive the highest honour
- for her humanity?
- And Jack,
so grateful for how you rehabilitated
- his tarnished name
- I love my husband.
I believe you. But even he can see
what you've always placed above him.
Above all else, even your civic duty.
- Do not touch that!
- Oh this, this image,
this, this old picture,
is always front and center.
I was curious as to
its relevance, and wow.
The late Lord Philip Hugh Renwick,
your great-grandfather.
Well, he was a lord,
until he was stripped
of that title after committing treason.
And then stripped of his
lands and his properties,
making him, what?
- Just one of us.
- He was a great man,
who was unjustly punished.
As many were throughout history.
Yes, historical men, the dead ones
whom you like to quote so much.
Baldwin, Churchill, great statesmen,
but more importantly to
you, great peers, lords.
Because that's what
matters to you, isn't it?
Status. Titles.
It's as if those two words
hold some divine power over you,
as if they could shield
you from who you really are.
Common.
It's almost beyond Shakespearean tragedy
in the amount of blood that's been shed
in pursuit of those
titles by people like you,
who would do almost
anything to attain them,
destroy as many lives as it takes.
This was never about protecting
Curtis, or helping him.
And it certainly wasn't about charity.
Because I don't think you
even know what that word means.
No, this was about your
legacy coming full circle.
Your reputation was
threatened, your birthright
was to be re-created
as Lady Amelia Hough.
And God have mercy on the simple peasant
who got in your way.
What would you have me say?
The truth.
He didn't mean it.
But he can't help himself.
He's ill.
When Curtis told me
that he embezzled money
from the charity
- Mom.
- And then hired Ingram
to kill Allen Givens, I was destroyed.
But I had to protect him.
What are you doing right
now? She's lying, okay?
- She's lying! You're lying.
- I need
to stop coddling you now.
Everything that I've
given you, it's ruined you.
My husband and I,
we do good work in the world.
It's my son that's the problem.
And I realize now I need to let him go.
I'm the problem.
I can tell you how she did it.
How she got the cash, how
she used the Paysafe app
to pay off Ingram, how
she paid off everybody.
- Curtis
- You know, if Allan was alive,
he'd tell you that no
amount of good you can do
will pay for the harm you cause.
It's an accountant thing.
You know, if you had
protected your son, truly?
He might be protecting you now.
- Take 'em both.
- Jack.
- Call our lawyer.
- [HANDCUFFS RATTLING]
Don't touch me!
[SIGHS]
I half expected her to have the
perfect quote for this moment, too.
Graham Greene did.
"You put the small thief in prison.
But the big thief lives in a castle."
[THEME MUSIC]
[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's War on Crime,
the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives
of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.
These are their stories.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Take this for now, Derek.
Take it. I'll figure out the rest.
This won't do anything.
Take it, son.
I know you're scared.
It's gonna be okay.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Thanks, Vicki, for being here.
And I'll keep being here. Every week.
Until your two years are up.
It's just gonna zip by.
- Oh yeah?
- [LAUGHTER]
Speaking of which, what
couldn't wait until Friday?
I didn't mean to scare you.
But I could really use
your help with something.
Of course! Anything.
[GATE OPENING]
[EXHALES] "Poverty begets poverty,
that's why I get richer
and my toys get bigger."
I can't believe you said that,
Jack, I died when I read that.
That was 15 years ago, kid,
I said a lot of crazy things back then.
But, thankfully, your
mother has made a proper man
out of this old dog, huh? Haven't you?
- [CHUCKLING]
- Yeah, I prefer the old Jack.
Better stories.
See? Some of that old dog still remains.
Oh yeah.
I've had enough. I'm
going to the condominium
- board to deal with this.
- I didn't do anything wrong.
There are rules you're
expected to follow.
Hey, what's all the fuss about, Lewis?
The concierge is letting derelicts
- into the building again.
- His name's Ingram.
Well, I don't feel safe in my own home
as long as Ingram is letting
common criminals into the lobby.
Derek is not a criminal, he's my son.
Is it possible you're
overreacting, Lewis?
Is it possible that a simple
apology would suffice, hmm?
You're all too soft on him.
Keep your lowlife son
out of the building.
Oh.
Thank you, Mr. Walding.
Come on, it's Jack.
No, and Lewis is a miserable prick
who's been after you since day one.
So, what happened?
Is Derek in trouble again?
Night.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Vicki, what the hell are you doing?
[LOUD GASP]
- It's about time.
- Yes, sir.
- Hey!
- Oh, for God's sake, Ingram.
I've avoided you politely for a few
Ugh!
[GRUNTING, THUDDING]
- Get help.
- No, no!
[GRUNTING]
Ingram Nestor? I'm your duty counsel,
assigned to advise you
of your legal rights,
- your obligations.
- I plead guilty.
Okay.
But this is an aggravated assault.
I think we can get the charge reduced.
I understand the charges.
I'll plead guilty, but tell
the prosecutor I have a request.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
That's what makes a
TFSA so great, right?
The only time the
government gives you a break.
Right, you keep more of your money.
- So that's like one
- Like a loophole. No!
No. It's just knowledge.
Right? Finance?
In finance, knowledge is power.
- [GRUNTS]
- What? What's up?
[TENSE MUSIC]
What?
You want it? You want it?!
- [GRUNTING]
- [MAN]: Yeah!
[CROWD CLAMOURING]
[LOCKDOWN ALARM BLARING]
[SHOUTING]
- [GUARDS YELLING]
- Break it up! Break it up!
Get down! Get down!
- Argh!
- [WEAPON THUDDING]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[GASPING]
[THEME MUSIC]
Allan's death is a
bureaucratic firestorm.
And unfortunately, we
can't tell who killed him
from surveillance. But I'm told you two
can make quick, clean work of this.
Well, the clean we can do.
Everything else will dictate the quick.
Ah, victim is Allan Givens,
accountant, no priors.
He's six months into a two-year bid
for wrecking his car without a
license and fleeing the scene.
He got two years for that?
He got house arrest, but he blew it,
so they gave him the full pop.
And what were his first six months like?
Guys like Allan don't do
well in places like this.
We house two years less
a day and remand convicts.
It's a mixed bag, but make no mistake,
this is a max facility.
Thing is, about a month ago,
Allan settled in. I
thought he figured it out.
- What changed?
- He learned the language,
made himself useful.
He made some friends.
[TENSE MUSIC]
And some enemies.
Judging by the state of the place,
the blood and the
footprints, this was a mess.
It was chaos.
And the murder weapon?
Melted plastic wrap on a toothbrush.
It's a jailhouse classic, easy to make.
And surprisingly easy to
hide. Where are our brawlers?
I'll save you some
time. Start with Ray Shack,
frequent flier. The man loves a fight.
[KNOCKING] Ray, you got some visitors.
Ray, can I see your hands?
Touch me, I'll touch you back.
I don't need to touch you,
I just need to have a look.
Turn them over, please.
Hmm, hard labour.
Strong heart line. But
not a nick in sight.
Despite his pugilistic
exterior, Ray is not our killer.
In violent incidents
with weapons like these,
the assailant, more often
than not, cuts himself, too.
Can I see your hands, please?
Ingram Nestor, in for
aggravated assault.
Turn them over.
Ingram, your file here
shows no history of violence.
No history of crime. Not
even a parking ticket.
But within a couple of days,
you beat the hell out
of a man out there,
then you stab a man to death
in here. I'd find that curious.
You know what else I find curious?
You were granted a special
request at your arraignment,
part of your guilty plea.
You specifically asked
to be remanded here, in Humberview,
so you could have proximity
to your elderly parent.
So?
Both your parents are deceased.
You lied in order to be
sent here, didn't you?
I told you I don't want to talk.
I don't have anything to say.
- [ELEVATOR DINGS]
- So, you think Ingram Nestor
got himself put inside so
he could kill Allan Givens?
Yeah, we do. But's it's
going to take a minute
to even prove that he was
the one wielding the shiv.
The CCTV footage is a
mess, and no one's talking.
It seems as though the code
of silence still applies,
even if you've only
been in there for a day.
DNA on the weapon? Ingram's
blood, fingerprints?
Prints are partial, multiple, smeared.
It looks like at least four
people handled the shiv,
including two guards.
So, if we can't prove
that he is our killer
with hard evidence,
what about motive? Why would Ingram
want to kill Allan the accountant?
Well, we're trying to find a connection,
see if there was some kind of beef.
We're also hoping to speak
with his son, Derek Nestor.
He's got a record, a few petty collars,
no felonies but, uh, we
just haven't been able
- to track him down just yet.
- In the meantime,
we're going to head back to the condo,
speak to the man that Ingram assaulted
and talk to some of the other residents,
including Jack Walding,
who uh, provided a character
witness for Ingram in court.
You mean "Jack Walding" Jack Walding?
The very same, infamous
J-Corp media baron.
Penthouse in Toronto, castle in Ireland,
compound in the Caymans.
Well, he's having a
bit of an image rebrand
these days, isn't he?
Funny how some spouses
can leave you stained,
while others give you a bit of a sheen.
His second wife, Amelia Hough,
lifelong philanthropist,
fabulous clothes.
They met in Ascot, and
her hat was beyond Okay.
Yes, I read Vanity Fair.
Did you want to take this interview?
No thank you, because
I am not dressed for it.
Okay, back to work, evidence, motive.
I'll take a little bit more
of both, please. Thank you!
Let's go?
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[TENSE MUSIC]
You're welcome to look
around, detectives.
However, I'm not sure how any of this
will help your investigation.
Cumniar Limna.
Close. Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
What the hell do I know,
I just bought the castle.
Coat of arms came with it.
Didn't get to design my own,
unlike my beloved wife.
Am I right in guessing that your wife's
about to be made a life peer?
Ah, I read Vanity Fair.
[CHUCKLES]
Amelia Hough is the quintessential
ideal of a lady.
Elegant, competent, and charitable.
They capitalized Lady,
so it made me wonder.
How about that. My wife,
a Lady in the House of Lords.
Frankly, she's embarrassed
they let it slip.
Well, that's quite the honour, though.
Most would shout it from the rooftops.
A civil servant does good by stealth.
And would blush to find it fain.
Prime Minister Baldwin.
That's right, that's
very good. Mister
Oh, this is Detective
Graf and Detective Bateman.
- What's this about?
- I was just telling them
how Ingram had more than reason enough
to punch Lewis in the face.
I mean, a man can only
take so much, am I right?
I'd hardly call what
happened a punch in the face.
But it's obvious that
you're fond of Ingram.
Yeah. He's a hard
worker. He's a good man.
Does a lot for us around
here. I respect him.
Yes, I read your character statement,
but would your opinion change on hearing
that he just stabbed a
man to death in lockup?
- He did what?
- And who? Why?
The victim is Allan Givens,
does that ring any bells?
Any idea who he is, or
how he would know Ingram?
No, I mean, Ingram never
really talked about anybody.
- Except for his son.
- Derek?
Yes. He was a troubled boy.
Do you happen to know
where we might find his son?
Yeah, I remember Ingram
waiting for a bus.
He was going to see Derek.
I offered him a ride.
Dropped him at some by the hour place.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
I don't know any Allan Givens,
and I don't know why my dad
would do something like that.
Anything to do with
happened to your hand?
Or why you're hiding out at the Ritz?
I'm not hiding.
I'm actually packing
up to get out of here.
Derek. Your father murdered a man,
now's the time to talk.
[SIGHS]
I've been laying low. I owed money.
I play cards, some
horses down at the Bull.
- It's a biker joint.
- How much?
I got down bad.
When I couldn't pay, that's
when the threats started.
More than threats, by the look of it.
Why are you checking out
of here, all of a sudden?
A miracle.
Earlier, one of the bikers found me.
I thought he was gonna kill
me, I thought I was done.
Instead he tells me
someone squared my tab.
They're not coming after me anymore.
Who squared it, and when?
I don't know. But it was done today.
Could your father have paid them off?
He was trying to help
me. But there's no way
- he could get that kind of money.
- Derek.
How much was it?
It was a lot.
Over a hundred grand.
What do you think the odds are
that this is all a coincidence?
Ingram kills Allan, and his son's debt
is miraculously wiped clean?
About the same odds as
being dealt a royal flush.
After a very long call with
a bookie over at the Bull,
I was finally able to access this.
It's a confirmation of
a payment of $113,000.
Came in this afternoon
to square Derek's debts.
That's shortly after
Ingram killed Allan.
Do we know who the payment was from?
No. They sent the money
using a Paysafe app,
it's fully anonymous if
you use cash to load it.
So we're dealing with a conspiracy
to commit murder, somebody
paid Ingram to kill Allan,
by way of clearing his son's debts.
And after seeing what
they did to Derek's hand,
I'm guessing Ingram
thought he had no choice.
You want to show her the rest?
Found these on Ingram's phone.
These photos were sent to him
the day before he
assaulted the Titus resident
and went to jail. Sent
from an MMS burner.
This confirms that Ingram
didn't know Allan from Adam.
So who wanted this
accountant dead, and why?
Just get on the bus, okay?
We'll talk soon, I promise.
What did you do to get that money?
It doesn't matter. You're safe!
Dad.
I'm so sorry.
- It's my fault.
- Shh, you are my son.
I'll do anything for you.
But you have to get out of town.
Get as far away from Toronto as you can.
I don't know what Allan was involved in.
Busted my ass to get him
a conditional sentence
- and he blew it.
- Well, he never mentioned any
stress about associates,
or concerns about
dangerous people he knew?
I have no idea.
I was working on getting
his house arrest reinstated,
then he went dark. For a while.
- You stopped hearing from him?
- For a few months.
Then, all of a sudden, he popped up,
said he had something that might be
very interesting to the authorities.
With regards to another
criminal? Someone on the inside?
Not inside. It was something else.
- Financial?
- I assume so.
He said his associate Vicki Holmberg
was going to bring me
evidence, but she never showed.
Do you have any idea what
that evidence might have been?
Like I said, she never showed. Sorry.
Sounds like Allan was
ready to squeal on someone.
Hmm. Sounds like that someone found out.
But why now?
Why wait 'til you've
done six months out of 24
to give your lawyer an ace card?
Well, two years doesn't
sound long to a first timer.
We think Allan tried to do the time
and realized he couldn't,
and maybe he was scared
of who he was about to inform on.
Rightfully so, as it turns out.
According to the Chartered
Professional Accountants
of Canada, Allan had a
rep for being creative.
They slapped him on
the wrist a few times,
so it's no surprise that his client list
was a who's who of shady characters.
Allan knew where the
skeletons were buried
and exactly how deep.
So you're thinking that
one of those clients
had more than enough reason
to want to get rid of him.
His lawyer didn't get
anything out of him?
Well, she knew he wanted to talk,
no idea what he was going to say.
What about Ingram? This
could shake him loose.
We're going to take a
beat before circling back.
We need to let him stew.
What's your next stop?
We're heading to Allan's office.
His associate, Vicki Holmberg,
she was the only one who visited him,
so we figure she was helping him
gather what he needed to squeal.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Yes, he had a reputation.
Naturally, when you're
brilliant like he is.
Like he was.
People will try to use you for it,
but Allan was a good person.
And he didn't deservethis.
The work he was doing for
some of those companies,
he was doing it willingly.
Of course he was. Big Pharma
needs accountants, too,
and the bigger the company,
the better they paid,
but Allan didn't play
dirty. He played fair.
CPA might argue with you on that.
Did Allan ask for
your help with anything
before he was killed?
Vicki, you're not in trouble, okay?
We're just trying to get a sense
of anything Allan might
have been involved with.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Yeah, he asked me to get some
files back from a former client.
Which client?
That one. Seed Fund.
- The global charity?
- Yeah, they fired him
after Allan got convicted.
What type of files did
he want you to get back?
Budgets and financial
records from his time there.
But I never got them. I
went there after hours,
I knew where they kept the files,
I still had Allan's pass card.
But before I could find anything,
Hari Rai, the CEO saw me and
had security escort me out.
Did Allan give you the impression
that he was going to report them
for financial wrongdoing?
No.
No. No, they were the
most upstanding client
we've ever had. I, I just figured
that Allan, he just wanted
to repair his reputation.
You know, show the court
all the good work he'd done.
[VICKI SOBBING]
Of all the black hats Allan worked for,
why get Vicki to raid the filing cabinet
of the charity that grows food?
Well, the virtuous bury
their skeletons, too.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Yes, I had Vicki removed.
Allan's a convicted criminal, no
longer employed by this organization.
He has no right to company financials.
Well, do you know why he wanted them?
- Honestly, I have no idea.
- You did fire him.
That was after he went to jail.
Well, maybe he was angry,
wanted to get back at you.
I can't imagine why someone
would want to hurt a charity,
especially one that's
doing the work that you do.
We're only just beginning to grow.
Oh, but you've accomplished so much,
300 farmhouses built so far.
Allan had a photo of one in his office.
He seemed very proud of his work.
We funded the construction of farmhouses
across a dozen countries.
Self-sustaining investment
in developing nations
is the cornerstone of our
philanthropic ideology.
That accent, um, Buckinghamshire?
Oh, very good, Detective!
My parents sent me to
Ridley College as a teenager.
They wanted me to have a
prestigious education abroad.
They never expected that I would stay.
But you put roots down, literally.
You grew a global charity, right here.
On your own. From the ground up.
[CHUCKLING] Well
As much as I enjoy talking about myself,
I thought you were
here about Allan Givens.
Just trying to figure
out why a global charity
with a sterling reputation
would hire an accountant
with Allan's let's
say colourful background?
Allan was referred to us.
And he was incredibly skilled.
But I obviously didn't vet him properly.
So when he sent Vicki
here to get the files,
it wasn't because he
suspected any malfeasance.
We exist by the grace of the people.
Then again, most of those people
would find it difficult to understand
how a global charity actually works.
I don't think that answers
my partner's question.
Well, then perhaps she
should ask it more plainly.
Okay. Did Allan practice
any creative accounting here,
and did he end up killed because of it?
You said Allan was killed
in prison by another inmate.
Tragic, but not my problem.
Or convenient. Which makes it
a problem for the both of us.
We're going to need to see
all the financial records
from when Allan worked here.
We could do that easily,
or we could come back
- with a court order.
- I'll save you the time.
Leave an address with my assistant,
I'll have everything
sent over to you today.
We have nothing to hide.
Well, give that to your assistant.
Now, if there's anything
else I can do for you
Well, there is, actually.
I'd like to take a photo of this.
I'm a visual learner.
[PHONE CAMERA CLICKS]
You want to play a game?
Sure.
Farmhouse 201, had a uniform
pick it up from Allan's office.
Then there's Farmhouse 89
from Hari's.
And then, finally, Farmhouse 145
- from the Seed Fund website.
- Mm-hmm.
Spot the difference.
Um, different numbers on the walls,
different landscapes,
different colouring,
- I could go on.
- Yeah, but I don't need you to.
Because it's a trick question.
Mark just analyzed all three photos,
turns out they're all
the exact same farmhouse.
Just repurposed and manipulated
and Photoshopped to
make them look different.
So they're not building as
many farmhouses as they claim
and Allan helped cover it up
with his creative accounting.
Yeah, Hari tells the
world that the donations
are going into building farmhouses
- that don't exist and never will.
- Oof.
So what's he really
doing with all that money?
Maybe Jasmine's got the answer.
She is the Financial Crimes expert.
Hari's trying to drown you
in paperwork, I take it.
Luckily, I'm a good swimmer.
The charity's endowment fund.
Like any other, they use it
to invest, to grow capital.
But two months after Allan
started working there,
40 million dollars were
routed out of 16 projects
in the South Sudan
into the endowment fund.
From there, the money went
into a numbered company.
- And from there?
- The money disappears.
Numbered company, I'm assuming
anonymous, offshore LLC?
Okay, we'll need more.
Anything, lawyer's name,
address and date of incorporation.
I'm on it.
Wait, let me get this straight.
I'm Hari. I want to embezzle
money from my own charity,
so I get Allan to take
out 40 million dollars
from all these different projects,
funnel it all into an endowment fund,
and then move it all to an anonymous LLC
that I own in the Caymans,
or Cyprus or Wyoming?
And drain the numbered
company when no one's looking.
- That's bold!
- And to some, worth killing over.
Effin. The numbered company
was set up in Effin, Ireland. Not a pun.
Uh, is Hari's name connected anywhere?
Unfortunately no, we have
incorporation place and date,
- but no names attached.
- Who's the King of the Castle?
- Hmm?
- Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach.
It's Irish. Gaelic, I looked it up.
It's a motto, or more, a battle cry.
It means "Remember Limerick."
Now, Effin is a small
parish in, in Limerick,
and that battle cry is on
the Limerick coat of arms,
which I saw yesterday on a coaster
belonging to none
other than Jack Walding.
Is he on the board, is he a donor,
has he given any money to Seed Fund?
Biggest donor in five years.
He gave 40 million in March.
And when was this numbered
company incorporated?
This year, also in March.
He giveth and he taketh away.
Maybe the new Jack hasn't
cleaned up his act after all.
Lawsuits and tax fraud almost
put Jack in orange a while back.
But he says he was scared straight,
started putting his
money into charities.
First Greenpeace, then he
redirected his donations
to Seed Fund. En masse.
Yeah, they have thousands of donors,
but Jack became one of their biggest
right after Allan started.
And we now know that the
money was sent from Seed Fund
to Limerick, Ireland, where
Jack's had a home for decades.
So you're thinking that Jack,
Hari and Allan set up the scam.
Jack gets to flaunt his
rebrand to philanthropy
and collect a massive tax break,
without actually changing his ways.
Hang on a sec, do we have proof
that Jack's money didn't
actually go to building
those farmhouses in South Sudan?
No, but Allan could've proven it.
We believe that's what got him killed.
Well, we could prove it
too, if there's the budget
to send us to South Sudan.
Ha! We don't have the budget
to send you to South Dakota.
Point remains that Allan
could speak to the embezzlement scheme
because he set it up. If
Jack thought he was about
to talk, that's a powerful
motive to have him silenced.
Meanwhile, there's your
pal Ingram right downstairs,
desperate for money to
clear his son's debt.
Why not just pay him to go get it done?
Why would I know Allan Givens?
Well, I can think of
40 million reasons why.
You're referring to my donation.
You ever heard of a wealth pledge?
The mega rich trying to
buy back their humanity
by donating large parts of their estate?
I joined the pledge a few years ago.
Oh, I can hear the trumpets playing.
I accept your skepticism.
I may have been a pirate in my career.
And maybe I'm trying to pay
it back with grand gestures,
but charity isn't a crime.
Now, my wife and I
will be very comfortable
until we go, but I'm not going
to die on a pile of money.
This epiphanous change for good in you,
did it happen after you met your wife?
She inspired me.
She's a real philanthropist.
You know, when we met,
she told me, "We make a living
by what we get. We make
a life by what we give."
Churchill. He also said,
"A gentleman doesn't eat a
ham sandwich without mustard."
These are some of the projects
my donations have already built.
And we're building dozens more.
We have a five-year supply
and sustainability plan
that will eliminate food insecurity
in this part of the world for good.
Mr. Walding, we have reason
to believe that some of these
funds are being redirected to
an anonymous LLC in Ireland.
Effin, to be exact.
Now, your residence in Ireland
also happens to be in Effin.
Yes, I did have a numbered
company there back in the day.
Like everyone, I took
advantage of Ireland's
corporate tax shelter.
But I shut that down years ago.
Your stepson, Curtis,
how did he feel about losing
his inheritance to your pledge?
Ah, he was pissed. Of course.
He grew up rich. Not me.
I made money by hook or by crook.
You know, in fact, all we have in common
are good looks and
getting married too young.
But he came around. He gets it now.
Did Curtis recommend
Seed Fund to you, Jack?
[TENSE MUSIC]
I guess if you spend your
life ripping people off
like Jack did, you never
suspect it'll happen to you.
By hook or by crook. Poetic.
You think Curtis and
Hari are in this together?
There's one way to find out.
Curtis.
I need you to tell me the truth.
Jack, what's going on?
Did you use Seed Fund
to embezzle my money?
I, I don't know what
you're talking about.
Stop. Stop! This is fraud,
okay? This could ruin us! I
Jack, whatever you're going on about,
I'm sure there's a
reasonable explanation.
No. No! He has to
answer for this himself.
You want me to answer it
myself, I'll say it again, then.
I don't know what you're talking about.
- You lied to me.
- Jack, no darling!
I gave you everything,
and you spit it in my face!
You gave me everything,
you gave me everything?
What about what we gave
you? How is this always
all about you? Huh?
To think what the name
Walding used to mean,
you were an embarrassment before us,
you know that? Just face it,
you're an embarrassment,
you are a filthy rich joke!
That's enough! That is enough!
Jack.
Darling, Jack.
Again, thanks for coming
down here so quickly.
Of course. We support law enforcement.
Jack's a, uh, donor actually, I think.
- Hmm.
- Anybody watching us in there?
No, it's just us. Now are you certain
you don't want legal counsel with you?
You said it's just a chat, right?
That's right.
We can, uh, we can stop anytime.
But Curtis,
you're friends with Hari Rai, right?
Yeah, we went to, uh, we
went to school together.
Ridley College, we, we saw
your class photos online.
Class of '13, couple of Ridleyans.
- Go Tigers!
- Yeah, it's good to keep ties.
Small circles can open big doors.
- Yeah, it's true.
It's probably why we all
always ended up in the same clubs,
rubbing the same elbows, you know?
That's probably why you had Hari
help you have Allan Givens killed.
Pretty sure I already told you,
I don't know Allan Givens.
But are you sure?
Pretty sure. Yeah.
I think so, yeah.
Your stepdad's pledge.
You must have been pretty
mad when you found out
they weren't going to
leave you with anything.
You got mad enough that you
whipped up a scheme with Hari?
- Did I?
- Phony farmhouses in Africa.
How much did you cut
Hari in for, anyway?
I imagine a lot, considering
he took all the risk.
Whereas all you did was
convince stepdad Jack
to send all the donations to Seed Fund,
where you could steal it.
You even used Jack's
tax play in Ireland.
No one was the wiser, except for Allan.
What did you do when Hari told you
that he was going to rat you out?
Because nobody had
more to lose than you.
Well, Ingram, I suppose.
His son.
Now that's how you knew
he'd take the money.
Pay off Derek's debt in
exchange for killing Allan.
I didn't take you for that
type at first. Soft hands.
Oh, you were finished.
[LAUGHTER]
Jesus, if you people even knew.
Well, please. Enlighten us.
Well, I'm not as dumb as
you seem to think I am.
In over two days,
we've linked you to both
embezzlement and Allan's murder.
Look, Curtis, we can help you.
You just need to cooperate.
[DOOR OPENING]
The inspector needs to
see you in the boardroom.
As you can see from
these updated financial
and cost reports, the
documents you received
contain clerical mistakes.
Is that so?
In Mr. Rai's haste to cooperate
with your investigation,
he sent what he believed
were the organization's
most current financials.
When actually, they just recently
completed a forensic audit,
and found Allan Givens to
have made many blunders.
How convenient he's not
here to defend himself.
Certain funds from completed projects
attributed to infrastructure.
Roads, latrines, supply delays.
And all magically returned
to an LLC in Effin, Ireland.
Again, clerical. The
funds were never withdrawn.
They were held in the LLC,
and then distributed to areas of need.
Funny, that's not the impression we got
from Jack when we spoke.
After we spoke,
I contacted Mr. Rai for clarity.
My lawyers are now satisfied
that all the donations
are exactly where they should be.
What about the photos?
All the photos are
of the same farmhouse.
That falls under social
media and promotion.
You can't expect Mr. Walding or Mr. Rai
to personally track
every image being used.
I once mentioned to you,
the workings of a charity
this size is somewhat
difficult to grasp.
Simply put, sometimes
paperwork needs a chance
to catch up to the actual work.
We understand Mr. Walding's
stepson Curtis came in voluntarily.
We'd like you to get
him for us. Now, please.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[DOOR BUZZER SOUNDING]
I bet Hari had his team
cooking the new books
as soon as he sent us the old ones.
No missing funds means no fraud,
which means no motive for murder.
Yeah, but playing that card
is as good as admitting guilt.
We just need to start again.
You're right, it's a
good thing they played
their one card now instead of
hitting me with it at trial.
But without the embezzlement piece,
you currently have nothing
on the stepson, Curtis.
We don't have anything on Hari, either,
- lest we forget that snake.
- Uh, Jack told us
that Curtis was pretty pissed off
about the pledge at first,
but soon came around.
Yeah, when he decided to rip him off.
He had a smile on his face,
one hand in his pocket,
and he got someone killed
for it without even blinking.
And for Curtis to do
something so sociopathic,
our guess is it isn't the first time.
Finding a pattern of behaviour
is something I can definitely work with.
Well, we're going to
go talk to the ex-wife.
See if she can shed some light
on who the real Curtis is.
Well, do it fast. My office
needs to get disclosure
to Ingram Nestor's lawyer.
And I'm getting pressure
not to wait on you any longer.
Well, Curtis lost his
dad when he was young.
Yada yada. So Amelia,
Curtis' mom, let him
get away with everything.
Like, he's never taken
responsibility for anything.
- Ever.
- But Curtis has never been
charged or arrested for a crime.
Never.
And even if he had been,
it would have been swept
away, like everything else.
Do you remember a time
when that happened?
Okay yeah, there was this one time.
At uh, at Jack's place in Ireland.
Curtis made a big mess.
Amelia had these guests from England.
It was very posh, very
fancy. Very important.
She was always hosting these
incredibly stuffy,
impossible to impress types.
It was really funny
actually to see how much
she would act differently, you know?
She would like, grovel
for their approval.
And what did Curtis do?
He stole a watch from one of them.
Like, the priceless, irreplaceable kind.
So what happened?
Amelia happened. Like she always did.
She paid the housekeeper
to take the blame for it.
And the next time, the gardener.
And then the driver. Me.
[CHUCKLING]
See, to her, that's all
any of us are good for.
Taking the fall for Curtis.
This is not about what
you've done, Ingram.
Your punishment is being
served. This is about
those who never served theirs.
You're not the first,
and you won't be the last.
Let me be.
- I killed him.
- And Mommy Dearest
keeps cleaning up after her
reckless and entitled child,
and around and around it goes.
What happens when the Hough family
decides that you, or
your son knows too much?
[GULPS]
Ingram,
who sent you after Allan?
Why must you injure me at every turn?
And how could you agree
to leave me with nothing,
- how could you do that?
- You are an insufferable,
arrogant brat.
I suppose it's my fault, isn't it,
for the way that you've turned out?
[SCOFFS] Honestly.
But I will tell you what
I will not stand for.
And that is for you
to sully our good name.
Do you understand?
- Do you understand?!
- I understand.
[TENSE MUSIC]
I'm sorry, Mom. I
didn't mean to hurt you.
- I didn't
- Enough of that, Curtis.
You can't beguile me the
way you do everyone else.
I'd like my privacy now.
[SIGHS]
I think the only thing I want you to do
is I want you to move
Charlotte so that she's across
from William. I think they'll
rather like each other.
Jack, I just, you know,
I want to say thank you.
- And I know what you must think.
- Please, Curtis.
Tell me what I'm thinking.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Guests, everyone. Let's
look alive, please.
Mr. Walding.
If you wouldn't mind
excusing us a moment,
we just have a few more questions
- for Curtis back at the station.
- Absolutely not!
Our guests are to arrive at any moment.
Oh, this is wonderful!
That is something.
A new coat of arms for Your Ladyship.
"Yive Alle Worthy And Nede."
It's Old English.
"Give to all worthy and in need,"
it's uh, Middle English, actually.
I love Chaucer.
What would you like to talk to me about?
Well, it's uh, who we
talked to about you.
Your ex-wife, Carissa Rinaldi?
[SCOFFS]
What did she have to say?
Curtis, be quiet. That woman is a drunk.
What do you think she said?
Well, I really don't
know, but she's a liar,
so please, why don't you
tell me exactly what she said?
- Curtis, shut up.
- Jack, you shut up!
[TENSE MUSIC]
Wow, kind of sounds like he was waiting
to let that one go for a while.
Every family fights, even yours.
That we can agree. My family's preferred
weapon of choice was
the silent treatment.
Slow burning, yet cold.
If your goal is to paint us
as dysfunctional, you win.
- Bravo.
- I know you tried
to clean up your act, Jack.
Give back to the world,
be a father to Curtis and
a good husband to Amelia.
It was probably just too
late before you recognized
the patterns.
How she's been handling his mistakes,
how she's covered for him,
and how she's used people beneath her.
See, what Carissa told
us about was the watch
that Curtis stole from
one of your guests.
And about how you paid your housekeeper
to take the blame,
because your housekeeper
was beneath you, one
of the lesser people,
disposable people.
Like Allan Givens.
And like Ingram Nestor.
When you paid him to kill Allan.
You don't honestly expect
anyone to believe this.
You do know that my wife is about
to receive the highest honour
- for her humanity?
- And Jack,
so grateful for how you rehabilitated
- his tarnished name
- I love my husband.
I believe you. But even he can see
what you've always placed above him.
Above all else, even your civic duty.
- Do not touch that!
- Oh this, this image,
this, this old picture,
is always front and center.
I was curious as to
its relevance, and wow.
The late Lord Philip Hugh Renwick,
your great-grandfather.
Well, he was a lord,
until he was stripped
of that title after committing treason.
And then stripped of his
lands and his properties,
making him, what?
- Just one of us.
- He was a great man,
who was unjustly punished.
As many were throughout history.
Yes, historical men, the dead ones
whom you like to quote so much.
Baldwin, Churchill, great statesmen,
but more importantly to
you, great peers, lords.
Because that's what
matters to you, isn't it?
Status. Titles.
It's as if those two words
hold some divine power over you,
as if they could shield
you from who you really are.
Common.
It's almost beyond Shakespearean tragedy
in the amount of blood that's been shed
in pursuit of those
titles by people like you,
who would do almost
anything to attain them,
destroy as many lives as it takes.
This was never about protecting
Curtis, or helping him.
And it certainly wasn't about charity.
Because I don't think you
even know what that word means.
No, this was about your
legacy coming full circle.
Your reputation was
threatened, your birthright
was to be re-created
as Lady Amelia Hough.
And God have mercy on the simple peasant
who got in your way.
What would you have me say?
The truth.
He didn't mean it.
But he can't help himself.
He's ill.
When Curtis told me
that he embezzled money
from the charity
- Mom.
- And then hired Ingram
to kill Allen Givens, I was destroyed.
But I had to protect him.
What are you doing right
now? She's lying, okay?
- She's lying! You're lying.
- I need
to stop coddling you now.
Everything that I've
given you, it's ruined you.
My husband and I,
we do good work in the world.
It's my son that's the problem.
And I realize now I need to let him go.
I'm the problem.
I can tell you how she did it.
How she got the cash, how
she used the Paysafe app
to pay off Ingram, how
she paid off everybody.
- Curtis
- You know, if Allan was alive,
he'd tell you that no
amount of good you can do
will pay for the harm you cause.
It's an accountant thing.
You know, if you had
protected your son, truly?
He might be protecting you now.
- Take 'em both.
- Jack.
- Call our lawyer.
- [HANDCUFFS RATTLING]
Don't touch me!
[SIGHS]
I half expected her to have the
perfect quote for this moment, too.
Graham Greene did.
"You put the small thief in prison.
But the big thief lives in a castle."
[THEME MUSIC]