The Murdoch Mysteries (2004) s14e09 Episode Script

1 Hey! Guess what I have for you? Whoa! Thank you.
Bye.
- Momo! - There you are! There you are.
I got something for you this morning, Nomi.
No.
I keep saying I don't need noth No.
This, this is too nice.
It looks valuable.
- You can sell it.
- It made me think of you, so it's for you.
Thank you.
- I got to go, yeah? - Oh, walk with me.
What's the hurry? I'm meeting a man down at the public house.
Who? It's a job, girl.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Caught in the blaze.
Proprietor, perhaps? Could be.
The only body found by the firemen.
Miss Hart, are congratulations in order? I suppose they are.
Well, I'm sure the wedding will be lovely.
- It was.
- Sir.
There's a room in the back.
It's also burned out.
- Anything of interest? - Yes.
These.
Pipe Part of an opium lamp.
There are lots of them in there, sir.
Right.
An opium den.
Well, not much of one.
I only found the one tin of opium.
Blue Dragon opium.
Well, that's likely the cause of the blaze, then.
He was smoking and then knocked over the lamp as he fell asleep.
Strange that no one else was in there, though.
- Detective.
- Miss Hart? I think you may want to reconsider your cause of death.
This man didn't die in the fire.
He'd been shot in the back of the head.
What? His name Lai.
George Lai.
He my cousin.
George Lai.
He was a pawn broker? Buy, sell, yes.
- And opium? - No.
There was an opium den in the back of the shop.
He sell before.
Opium den.
Chinatown.
Beautiful den, very lavish.
Before new law come.
Then he close opium den.
Evidence strongly suggests that it was still in operation.
It's likely what caused the fire.
He stop.
Before, yes.
Very good opium.
Now, no more opium! 38 special.
As common as they come.
Doesn't tell us much.
No murder weapon was found at the scene of the crime, so the killer is likely still armed.
I did find this in his waistcoat.
Seems the wool shielded it from the fire.
It's a rail cargo manifest.
It seems he was expecting a rather large shipment of camera lenses.
At a pawn shop? That's unusual.
Indeed.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
You don't think it was camera lenses at all.
You think it was a shipment of opium.
But the Opium Law has forced the entire trade underground.
Sodding bureaucrats.
They just want the money from the citations.
Well, sir, opium addiction is a dangerous vice.
It ruins lives.
So does alcohol.
So does love.
What's your bloody point, Watts? And what are you doing sitting there like Jack Horner? Oh, I don't care for laws intended only to curtail individual behaviour in pursuit of morality.
In this case, perhaps the law was put into place to protect people from a vice that would otherwise consume them.
Doesn't make sense, though, does it? We fought wars for the right to sell opium and now we're handing out fines to people who smoke the same stuff that the King sells in China to fund the bloody navy.
It's totally illogical! The hypocrisy is difficult to reconcile.
But the law is now the law.
And the law possibly led to murder.
Nomi.
What a pleasant surprise.
What are you doing here? I need your help.
It's my friend, Momo.
He's gone missing.
All right.
Who is he? He's a ragpicker from the Ward.
I see him on his usual route in the morning, but this morning he didn't come by.
So, you saw him yesterday then? Yes.
He said he was going straight to the pub, but when I went there to check in, they said he never came by.
That's not unusual.
Ragpickers often attract the attention of the police.
Did you check with your local Station House? - I don't feel comfortable going to the police.
- Why not? Well, people like me, for one thing, aren't taken seriously.
Mm.
I'll ask around.
I'm sure he'll turn up.
Thank you.
Not exactly a model citizen this Momo, is he? Nah, he's not such a bad guy.
We've come to know him fairly good, though.
One of many.
It's the Ward.
And he's not in your cells right now? Haven't seen him in a few days, so far as I can recall.
- Sir.
- Tom, to what do we owe the pleasure? Inspector Decker.
Good morning to you, sir.
Your constables were just giving me some information on a criminal.
- I've had trouble finding him.
This chap.
- Oh, they were, were they? Well, I hope they were helpful.
Mamadu Shadd.
He's a ragpicker.
He probably got in a spot of trouble, left town.
My thoughts precisely.
Hey, Tom.
Next time you need something, come to me, will you? These charges are all for public drunkenness and selling things on the sabbath.
He's not a criminal.
He's just poor.
Whoa! Oh! Miss Nomi, Miss Nomi! Have you seen Momo? He said he was going to bring us a new ball today.
He's away today, but he'll be back soon.
And I know you two aren't playing ball on a Sunday, anyhow, are you? - No, Ma'am.
- Very well.
Carry on then.
As I said, not a criminal.
People like him find trouble all the time.
He probably had to leave town for a while.
That isn't like him.
He has no enemies.
He never hurt anyone.
Or maybe you don't know him as well as you think you do.
Even if that is true, I'm worried.
I want to find him.
I heard someone say they thought they'd seen him in Rosedale.
Nomi, he'll turn up.
Just drop it.
Can I keep this? Make sure you don't lose it! - What is it? - It's mayonnaise.
From a jar! It's brand new.
It's all the rage, apparently.
Should there be other ingredients with the mayonnaise? William, just try it! Well? - Well, it's something.
- So, how goes the case? Have you found your murderer yet? No.
But we found a great deal of opium paraphernalia in Mr.
Lai's shop.
Although only one actual tin of opium, the Blue Dragon brand.
- Sounds exotic.
- Hm.
Mr.
Lai had recently received a large shipment of camera lenses from British Columbia.
I can find no manufacturer on record that makes camera lenses in British Columbia.
But Blue Dragon opium comes from a refinery just outside of Vancouver.
So, you think it was stolen.
Someone knew he was receiving a shipment and robbed him? And, in the process, killed him, burned down his shop to cover it up.
Good morning, dearest wife.
Your husband comes bearing gifts.
We're on the front page.
We will be.
Tomorrow's paper.
But, ah, what do you think? Do you, ah, like seeing yourself in print? It's not the first time.
But do you like it? I do.
Good.
Well, the Gazette will run something, too.
I'm working on getting it above the fold.
If this hasn't been printed yet could we make some changes? My friend, Rolph Dalhousie, owns the bloody rag.
You have it say anything you like.
Good.
I want it to say, "Mrs.
Carmichael is now the wealthiest woman in Canada.
" Well, I'm not sure that's true.
I mean, we're rich, but If people believe it to be true, then what's the difference? Oh! I fixed the headline.
I love it.
Have you seen this man? Are you sure? I beg your pardon! Have you seen this man? What are you doing here, Miss? - I'm looking for my friend.
- Where are you from? - I'm from the Ward.
- Well, you're a long way from the Ward.
How'd he get here? - Where? - Rosedale.
You're not from this neighbourhood.
Well, I took a hansom.
Excursions are also not permitted on Sundays.
Are you serious? I've seen many other people taking hansoms all day.
I'm going to have to take you on down to the station.
No.
That's completely ridiculous.
- Ma'am.
- Get your hands off me! - Stop this! I've done nothing wrong! - That's enough.
Enough! Sir, you're hurting me.
I didn't do anything! Stop this! Let me go! I've done nothing wrong! Oh, Doctor! There's something I was hoping to speak with you about.
Yes? Are you familiar with the work of a Dr.
Von Schrenck-Notzing? Ah, the psychiatrist? Yes.
He works with hypnosis, does he not? Hypnosis and deviant sexual impulses.
Yes.
He boasts a perfect success rate with his patients.
That seems suspect considering what he claims to cure.
Well, perhaps it is.
Nonetheless.
Are you asking something from me? You have experience working with hypnosis, do you not? Some.
Then I would like you to treat me.
You are aware of my - Yes, I'm aware.
- Then you understand what I'm asking.
- Well, I do.
But I - Please.
Please just consider it.
I need your help.
- What the bloody hell happened? - I was arrested for being coloured.
- The constable said you hit him.
- After he grabbed me.
They saw a coloured woman in Rosedale and they found a reason to arrest me, simple as that.
None of this would have happened if you'd just dropped it.
None of this would have happened if you agreed to help me.
- Well, what are you waiting for? Come on.
Let's go.
- Where? To find your friend.
Yeah.
That's my signature.
So you received this shipment at the railway port? Suppose I did.
You don't remember? I receive a lot of shipments.
It's my job.
It's my understanding that these manifests are kept on file at your company's offices.
Sure.
Then why was this one found in the waistcoat of a dead man? Lai's dead? - So you knew him? - Yeah.
A little.
He was murdered.
Last night.
Did you give this manifest to him? Yeah.
Yesterday morning.
Did he tell you why he wanted it? Yeah.
He said it was for proof.
Said he got a shipment that was stolen from him.
He wanted to prove it arrived in Toronto and that it was his.
- He was going to confront the thief? - Yeah.
He was worried.
Scared.
Think he was expecting a fight.
So he knew who the thief was? Did he give you a name? No.
But I saw the man.
I went down to Lai's shop to give him the paper and get my money.
When I was leaving, I saw a man coming.
It was him.
I know it.
It's the man that killed him.
- Yes, I saw him and I called the police straightaway.
- When was this? This morning and they never even showed up, did they? Where did you see him? Going into the laneway around the corner.
Up to no good, I'm sure.
Thank you, ma'am.
We'll take care of it.
What? You told me so? Well, go on! Say it! I didn't say a thing.
That's Momo's cart.
Look.
Have you found your killer yet, Murdoch? I have a sketch of the suspect.
Sir, what is all of this? Oh, we found it in Rosedale; belongs to Nomi's friend.
What is it? A tin of Blue Dragon opium.
Sir, I believe this may have something to do with the case I'm working on.
How do you mean? Are the two of you looking for this man? Oh, no.
That's him.
That's Momo.
It can't be.
Momo is not a killer.
There's an eyewitness.
Sir, he was seen outside at the pawn shop shortly before the murder.
- He has a stolen tin of opium in his cart.
- No.
- Was he an opium smoker? - No! I don't think so.
Where would he have gotten it? He probably just found it.
I mean, that was his job.
He sells whatever he finds.
- We need to find him.
- We'll search the Ward.
If he abandoned the cart in Rosedale, maybe he went back home? Well, let me look for him.
There's no chance anyone would believe a pair of coppers.
We aren't dressed as constables.
There's no reason to think anyone would know we are.
They'll know.
All right.
Ask around.
But if you find anything out, let me know.
Sir, the murder weapon has not been recovered.
- He could still be armed.
- I know that.
Henry.
Where is Watts? I have no idea.
Right.
I need you to gather a few of the constables and search the entire city for every opium den.
You are looking for tins of Blue Dragon opium.
Ah, sir, opium dens are illegal.
Yes.
How am I supposed to find them? Use that famous Henry Higgins ingenuity.
Well, all right.
I discovered an irregularity while conducting my postmortem.
A burn mark on his palm.
His entire body is badly burned, Miss Hart.
Why is that of interest? His fist was clenched.
Perhaps he touched something, burned his hand, then clenched his fist.
Would he have been shot in the back of the head? Have you determined whether he was shot - before or after the fire broke out? - No.
If they happened in close succession, it may be impossible to tell.
A single burn on a body that was discovered in a fire is hardly inconsistent, Miss Hart, unless you have something else? Not at this time.
Thank you.
- What happened? I've been waiting for ya.
- Momo's alive.
His mother was waiting for me outside my door.
She saw him this morning and he wants to see me.
He wants to see you when? - Tonight.
- Where? Look, I'm coming.
- No! - Well, what exactly did he say? I don't know.
She just said he wanted to see me.
He's armed and dangerous.
We need to find him.
- Where did she see him? - She didn't say.
If I hear from him, I'll let you know.
Julia, what is it? What? Nothing.
If it truly is nothing, then will you please stop the pacing? I have a patient.
Well, a prospective patient.
He's asked me to perform a treatment I'm not convinced will work.
What is it? Hypnosis.
Oh! Well, you have some experience with hypnosis.
It has proven to be effective.
For certain things.
He's asking me to cure him of something unconventional, his homosexuality.
Oh.
The only doctor with any record of treatment is highly suspect.
He boasts a 100% success rate with 45 sessions and a A trip to a brothel.
- Could this treatment be harmful? - No.
Hypnosis either works or it doesn't.
Side effects are quite rare.
So, you aren't concerned with the effectiveness of the treatment.
No.
I'm concerned that the condition shouldn't be treated at all.
Some people are given a tremendous burden to carry in this lifetime.
Through no fault of their own.
Who are we to tell them that they shouldn't try to change their circumstances? Momo? Nomi.
Nomi.
Momo! - Thanks for coming.
- Are you all right? I'm sorry, Nomi.
- Why? What's wrong? Where have you been? - I had to go.
It's not good.
- I don't want to bring you into all of this.
- No.
It's okay.
Tell me.
What do you need? You told me you know a copper, yeah? - Friend of yours? - Yes.
He's an Inspector.
- Okay.
So, do you remember when - Sh! Who's there? Oi! You! Stay there! Bollocks! What are you doing? Momo! Give yourself up! Do you understand? You have to turn yourself in! Bloody hell.
He could have gone anywhere.
What are you doing? - I followed you.
- I told you not to! You were meeting a killer.
An armed killer.
That's not true.
He is my friend.
I've had enough of this cloak and dagger stuff.
I'm going to inform the local station house.
We'll find him.
If you find him, let me talk to him.
You can talk to him when he's safely behind bars.
Now, Nomi, go and get yourself inside your front door.
This is Mamadu Shadd.
Goes by Momo.
He was last seen less than an hour ago on Terauley.
Now, we believe he is responsible for the murder of George Lai.
He's armed, so be careful.
You find him and you bring him in.
- We can't have a guy like this out on the streets.
- No, sir.
- Let's go, gents! - Yes, sir.
- Thanks for your help.
- Don't worry about it, Tom.
They'll find this rag-bastard.
Come this way.
Come on! Careful! I could tell she was hiding something, so I followed her.
- Was she angry? - She'll understand when this is all over.
I see him! - Far side of the building.
- You go that way, Murdoch.
I just saw him.
He ran this way.
- Stay right there.
- Where the hell did he go? Don't move! That came from behind us.
They shot him.
It's okay.
You're going to be all right.
I had to.
He had a gun.
He had a gun.
Holster your weapon, Constable.
Bloody hell.
All right, what can I get for you? This isn't what I wanted.
- It isn't what any of us wanted.
- I didn't want to kill him.
I saw the gun and I reacted.
It just happened so fast.
It could have happened to anybody in this room.
But I'm the one who killed him.
I killed a man, up close in the line of duty.
It's a terrible thing.
It stays with you forever.
Chin up, Winchester.
You take comfort in the fact - you've taken a dangerous man off the streets.
- Yes, sir.
We need to maintain order.
Keep these people in line, for the good of everyone.
Here, here.
You were supposed to find him.
- I know.
- And bring him here.
Not kill him.
He had a gun.
That's not true.
There must be some explanation.
Desperation makes a man do curious things, Nomi.
Perhaps he never revealed this side of himself to you.
- Oh, I can't believe it.
- Sirs? - I have some new information.
- Go on, Miss Hart.
Detective Murdoch, after our last conversation I decided I would go ahead and look into the burn mark on Mr.
Lai's hand.
- And? - As it turns out, the area in the centre was far more shallow than the perimeter.
In other words, it was ring-shaped.
A burn like that could be caused by an opium lamp.
- Could it have been an accident? - No.
The intensity of the burn was too great.
His hand would have had to have been on that lamp for quite some time.
He was tortured.
That was my conclusion.
Momo would never torture someone.
Well, this proves his innocence! - You don't know that, Nomi.
- I can't believe I started to doubt him.
I thought maybe something went wrong, that he was pushed to do something stupid.
This doesn't absolve him completely.
Torture would suggest that this is more than just a simple robbery gone wrong.
Perhaps something personal? Seems a bit nefarious for a simple neighbourhood ragpicker, - wouldn't you think? - Oh, exactly! Thank you for finding all this.
What luck I continued to look into the evidence.
You all made me believe he was a killer.
I hate that I even listened to you.
- Nomi - Everyone, was so ready to believe the worst in him.
Why? Because he was coloured and poor? You never even gave him a chance.
This has turned into a real mess.
Hm.
As suspected, his fingermarks are on the grip of the gun.
Naturally.
He was the killer.
There is one more partial mark from the trigger to check.
That's odd.
- What is it? - Tented arch.
That's very strange.
Elaborate, Murdoch.
Sir, it doesn't match any of the others.
Whoever pulled the trigger on this gun last was not Momo.
Bloody hell, Nomi was right.
Llewellyn? Llewellyn? Are you all right? How do you feel? Do you want to continue? This is The same.
It's it's the same.
I don't feel any different.
I don't believe the hypnosis will work for you.
Why? I felt a great deal of resistance during the process.
- I don't think you truly want to change.
- Oh, no.
I do.
I have to.
But perhaps this isn't a choice.
We just have to accept it.
Try to find a way to live alongside it.
I tried that.
I pushed it aside for weeks.
But I can't endure this anymore.
Changing yourself isn't going to take away that pain.
It will stop it from happening again.
My heart isn't broken because someone doesn't love me anymore.
It's broken because someone isn't allowed to love me.
But he does love you.
You don't want to give that up.
That's the only thing I want.
I don't want to be like this.
I don't expect you to understand.
If you want to, we can try another session.
Miss Johnston.
Miss Hart.
I'm here to collect Momo's body for his family.
Of course.
I'm so sorry.
This must be really hard.
Better me than his poor mother.
I did want to say I was very impressed by the way you spoke out earlier.
Anyone would be lucky to have a friend such as you.
Fat lot of good it did Momo.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
You did way more for him than most would have.
I don't know.
I keep thinking there may have been a better outcome if I did some things differently.
I could have been more agreeable for those coppers.
They may have helped if I was less troublesome.
- Can I give you a spot of advice? - Please.
Don't change yourself to be who they want you to be.
They will always only see you as one thing.
Take what you deserve.
Protect your heart and don't trust any of them.
No matter what we do, we will always be vilified.
If we fight for what's right people will see.
They'll understand.
I think you're in for a few more disappointments, Miss Johnston.
Nomi.
Miss Hart, we'd like a word about Momo's hands.
Had he washed them recently? Ah, no.
They were covered in days of grime, Detective.
Excellent.
I'd like you to perform a gunpowder residue test.
Already done.
There wasn't any.
That leads us to one conclusion.
- Mr.
Shadd never fired that gun.
- Of course not.
He was a ragpicker, for God's sake.
He probably just found it and picked it up.
An innocent man killed by the police.
He must have been trying to give me the gun.
That's why he wanted to meet with me.
I just wanted to make sure you were safe.
He needed me.
If it wasn't for you, Momo would still be alive.
Brethren, let us pray.
May the Lord who frees you from sin raise you up.
- Amen.
- Amen! Let us now go in the spirit of the Lord.
All right, all right, enough of this.
- It's time to disperse.
- No! What's that? You patrol our homes, you harass us and you hunt us like animals in the street.
Now you won't even let us mourn in peace.
Amen, sister.
You tell them! Easy, Constable.
Momo was the kindest, most gentle soul you could ever meet.
But that's just the type of man that Momo was.
He cared about his community.
Seeing other people smile made him smile.
He was a loving, gentle soul and I am going to miss him.
Right before he died, he even gave me a small gift.
The most beautiful carved lotus you could ever see.
And it is something that I will cherish forever.
- Speak, Sister! - Amen.
So let us go and lay our friend to rest.
As is our right.
All right, move it! Ah, sir.
We found and raided three opium dens.
These are all the tins you found? Well, yes, sir.
It was no easy task, I can tell you.
Unfortunately, it won't be of any help.
None of these are Blue Dragon brand opium.
What is it, sir? Blue Dragon.
Where did you find this one? That one was found close to the original fire in the back of a laundry run by a woman named - Sue Sing? - Yes, sir.
That's it.
- Bring her in, Henry.
- Oh.
Sorry, sir.
Right.
- You forgot your - Ah.
Yes.
Sir.
Thank you.
Pardon me, but I can't let you in.
And why is that? You shouldn't have been sold this ticket.
Tonight is reserved for our special clientele.
And I am not? Thank you for being so understanding.
What's the holdup here? My love, what are you doing outside? The show's about to start.
Mr.
Carmichael.
Come on, now.
Oh, no.
Don't move.
Bad luck, missy.
Move and you're dead.
Please.
Please, take what you want.
They won't get away with this.
- We'll get the lads onto it right away.
- I'm not so sure about that.
- Oi! Decker! - What is it? This young lady had her room in the Ward robbed last night.
And your constables haven't done a single thing about it.
Huh? We can't investigate every little thing that happens in the Ward, Tom.
It's the constabulary's responsibility.
Sure.
Fine.
We'll, ah, look into it when we have time.
Decker, don't palm me off.
You need to send someone round there right now! It's the Ward, Tom! These people are always robbing each other and all sorts.
- It's in their nature.
- That's not true.
Why do you care so much? Who knows why this one's room was broken into? A woman like her living in the Ward.
It's probably not aboveboard, anyway.
Be careful what you say about my daughter! Your daughter? I didn't take you for that kind of a man, Tom.
And what kind of man do you think I am? A man of integrity.
Be careful, Tom.
You don't want to reveal something like that to the wrong person.
Are you threatening me? I'm just looking out for your reputation, is all.
And what's that supposed to mean? Never mind him, Nomi.
I'll sort this out myself.
I can't believe I left this out.
- What is it? - It's a necklace my mother gave me.
They didn't take it? They weren't trying to rob me? Unless they were looking for something else.
What could they possibly be looking for in here? Is that the trinket that Momo gave you? The one that you mentioned at the funeral? Yes.
Isn't it beautiful? Looks expensive.
I wonder where he found it.
- Hey! Give that back! You might break it.
- You might have to.
- There's something inside it.
Give it here.
- No! If those men were after it, it may have something to do with whatever Momo found himself mixed up in.
I think there's a trick to it.
Look.
A film.
You recognize this? Opium.
Everybody know opium.
This particular brand of opium, it's the same as the kind that was found in Mr.
Lai's den.
Ah.
He still have den? I not know.
Hm.
This tin, along with several others, are the ones that were found in the back of your laundry.
My laundry? I no understand.
Oh, it's a very lavish opium den.
La la-vish? No understand.
English not so good.
- You don't understand the word lavish? - No! - No, English no good.
- No good.
Yes.
Well, that's interesting.
Because you seemed to understand the word lavish perfectly well the night that Mr.
Lai was murdered when you said it to me.
Hm.
Apologies, Detective.
I am not myself today.
Such a mistake is quite rare for me.
So you killed Mr.
Lai for his opium? My own cousin? Never.
I bought that opium.
I had no idea it was stolen.
Who did you buy it from? - I do not know.
- Miss Sing, you don't know who you purchased opium from? I mean, Detective, that I cannot, rather, will not say.
Murdoch.
I need your help with this.
Constables Gracie and Buck from Station House 1.
They appear to be selling opium to Miss Sing.
Bollocks! I can't wait to see the look on that bastard Decker's face.
Sir, where did you get this negative? Momo gave this trinket box to Nomi.
It was inside.
Sir, this is a Chinese puzzle box and Mr.
Lai did sell cameras.
It's plausible that he gave this to Momo for safekeeping.
And he gave it to Nomi so the men after him wouldn't find it.
Because those men were police constables.
Which would explain why Miss Sing is refusing to speak to me.
Get a confession, Murdoch.
I'm going to pay Station House 1 a visit.
McNab! Break out the armory.
You heard the man! Up and at 'em! Is this why you wouldn't tell me who sold you the opium? Because it was sold to you by police constables? Tell me everything you know, and you will need to testify in court.
I'm not stupid enough to point fingers at a cop to a cop.
Look what happened to poor Mr.
Lai.
These men need to be brought to justice.
No harm will come to you as long as I am involved.
You are naive, Detective.
There will be no justice.
No one cares about a dead Chinese man, far less a dead Chinese woman.
Testifying against them is the only right thing to do.
Don't you want to see the men who killed your cousin behind bars? They're coppers.
They protect their own.
If I testify, it will ruin my life and it won't even help to put the corrupt constables behind bars! Arrest me for the drug charge, if you must.
I'd rather take my chances in the cells.
Oi, Decker! I have two of your constables selling stolen opium to an underground opium den.
Opium, mind you, that was stolen from a man who turned up dead.
So, you tell me: what do you think should happen next? You are way off step, Tom.
These are good men.
Good men don't shoot people.
You think patrolling the Ward is easy? You come here, puffed up like a pigeon, and try to arrest my men? Why don't you go back to the part of town you belong? That Momo character was the killer.
What are you on about? He was most certainly not.
He never fired that gun.
But, curiously, we did find an unidentified fingermark on the trigger.
- So what? - Now, Decker, I wonder would your constabless be willing to give their fingermarks to clear themselves? If they truly are as innocent as you claim.
Okay, okay.
The gun was placed - What are you doing? - but it was only because the man was guilty.
He killed someone.
We had to bring him to justice, - one way or the other.
- Not that way, son.
Enough! My men did their job, end of story.
I don't think so, Decker.
This time I've got proof.
Constables Gracie and Buck, I'm arresting the pair of you for the murder of Mr.
George Lai.
- No way! - Take 'em away, lads.
Get your hands off of me! Let's see what the Crown has to say about this.
I'm sure we will, Decker.
I'm sure we will.
The Crown Attorney isn't too happy with the murder charges.
Did he not look at the evidence? They're going to be charged with stealing the opium, lose their jobs, maybe a few weeks in jail, but nothing more.
So, they won't be punished for Mr.
Lai's murder? Decker and the rest of Station House 1 are lying for them.
Counsel for the Crown says he'll never get a conviction.
Miss Sing is refusing to testify now, anyway.
- I'm beginning to see why.
- Are you really surprised? What's that, Watts? We work for a system that builds laws to ensure that those who fit what society wants are rewarded, while those who do not are left to suffer.
You can't get rid of the rule of law.
There'd be anarchy.
But the laws don't apply to everyone.
There is injustice all around us.
But we live in a democracy.
In time, laws will evolve to reflect the people.
Oh! Really? When? And what are we supposed to do until then? Our best, Watts.
We do our best.
- Father.
- Thank you for coming.
Any news on the case? It's not looking too good.
- The crown are not going to prosecute.
- Well, we still have to do something.
- We can't give up.
- I'm so sorry, Nomi.
- My hands are tied.
- Your hands are never truly tied.
You just have to decide what you're willing to fight for.
- It's not that simple.
- Well, like yesterday.
You stood up for me.
You finally said I'm your daughter.
Well, yes, you are.
I appreciate that more than you know.
I'm sorry it's taken so long.
Let's just move forward together.
As a family.
Come here.
I have the most wonderful evening planned for us.
- Is that so? - I want to show you my beautiful new jade opium pipe.
And we can try Blue Dragon.
It's all the rage uptown.
- Constable.
- Hello, sir.
- Unbelievable.
- What? It's only a hobby.
Which I've taken up at your suggestion.
In the past three days I've seen two dead bodies because of the Opium law, a law that doesn't seem to affect you at all.
Of course not.
Why should it? You go through life so easily doing whatever you please.
Do you think I would have fared as well brandishing - that tin in front of that officer? - Well, that's certainly no fault of mine.
Anyway, you would have fared just fine - so long as you were with me.
- And that is precisely the problem.
All right, all right.
You've had your row.
Can we get back to the merriment? - Where are you going? - I feel like a walk.
- Then let's - Alone.
Violet.
Come on! I'll see you at home.
If you're conscious.
You must be feeling very pleased with yourself.
Of course.
Justice was served, hm? We know what you did, Decker.
Your constables may have got away with this one, but I'll be keeping a close eye on you lot very carefully from now on.
Is that a threat? Last I checked, you are the one with a dirty little secret, Tom.
Please excuse my clumsiness.