The Murdoch Mysteries (2004) s15e01 Episode Script

1 MURDOCH: Previously on Murdoch Mysteries.
[ALL GASP.]
My mom told me about you.
Your mother.
Where is she? She's dead.
MURDOCH: When did you last see your father? You're him, aren't you? I am.
I'm going to ask Effie to marry me.
I bought the ring and everything.
- Where's Effie? - I don't know.
You're lying! Tell me! Let go of my sister, George.
- You? - She made me do it.
- She's lying.
- Eh, fine.
Maybe I am.
Miss Fulford put her earrings in the drum with the body.
To make it appear as though she were dead.
But her fingermarks are on the lid.
Where's Harry? He went to the water closet.
What's going on? Anna Fulford might still be alive.
MURDOCH: Julia, he's gone.
75 Rue Saint-Mathieu, Montreal.
[SIGHS.]
[SPEAKING FRENCH.]
Bonjour monsieur.
Celui-ci est disponible ? .
, Montreal.
Are you the police? Ah, yes.
Finally.
It started about an hour ago.
- So you said.
- I told them to stop, but they ignored me; - probably don't even know the language.
- Ah-ha.
I don't know what the devil they are doing, but it certainly isn't safe.
You there.
What are you doing? Please, be quiet.
Ah, you can't be doing this.
Please.
We are saying goodbye to our daughter.
- Your daughter? - Yes.
Her soul is now on its journey.
The man who killed her is inside the house.
He is alive.
- You are police? - Yes.
Then he is now your responsibility.
Now, please leave us with our grief.
All right.
Are you all right? I want those two arrested.
They appear to want the same for you.
Why? They say you killed their daughter.
I killed? She's my wife! I did no such thing! Now get them off my property.
Where is your wife? I don't know.
Ask them! They seem to think she's dead.
Maybe they're right.
And why do you say that? I haven't seen her in days.
And so you burned your daughter's body? It is our religion.
And highly irregular.
Shintoism requires that the body be cremated.
We were afraid that it would not be allowed.
You're probably right.
And you say her husband killed her? Hai.
And why do you say that? He beat her.
Often.
She tried to leave.
Often.
And he also had wife before Minori.
He also had her killed.
- You have proof of this? - I know.
Please, do not disturb her.
Her ashes need to be returned to the ground.
Of course.
She is yours.
[SPEAKING JAPANESE.]
And you? Hm? What will you do to see that our daughter receives justice? Ah, George! You still look so surprised.
Is it a good surprise? What have you done with Effie? Effie, Effie, Effie.
It's always Effie, Effie, Effie.
Effie had to go away, George.
Don't you understand that? She wasn't right for you.
You know, I was married once before.
I did not know that.
Swore I would never do it again.
Well, that was before you met Mr.
Crabtree.
Exactly.
It's funny how the right man can change a woman's mind.
Oh, I'd say that cuts both ways.
Indeed.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
A little liquid courage? Oh, Dorothy, you're a devil.
Mm.
I am that.
Okay.
Oh.
Friendship.
Miss Newsome does like a drink, but I'm sure you knew that, George.
She's no good for you.
Well-liberated women love their libations, - so it didn't take long.
- No good for you at all.
Um Uh.
She is a long woman.
Oh, no.
For a time I thought I had given her too much.
- If you've harmed her - Oh, please, George.
Sit down.
She was alive and breathing when we left her.
What condition she's in now is entirely up to her.
We've done it.
We've done it.
Let's get out of here.
- So when are we going to do it? - Soon.
You'll have to make your preparations, George.
Does it not matter that I don't love her? No, but you will! Once you get to know me better.
And I want it to be proper, in a church.
- You hear that, George? - Yes, I heard.
Oh! And George? Only two people in this world know where Miss Newsome is.
You tell a soul, and we will both go to our graves without telling anyone where to find her.
This is madness.
The road to true love never follows a straight line.
You really are the poet in the family.
HART: So, it's a busy day, but I shouldn't be too late.
This seems to be right one.
Good.
Everything signed.
Thank you.
I'll see you tonight.
Don't get up to anything I wouldn't.
I'm hoping Freddie has gotten to her, but I haven't found Anna.
And what about Harry? He's been to the flat, but no sign of him.
Are they safe? MURDOCH: I certainly hope so.
Are you well, William? As well as can be expected.
You'll find her, William.
I'm sure of it, both of them.
Of course.
And what will you do when you find them? I'll make sure that they're both safe.
Of course.
William, I have to go.
- I love you, Julia.
- As do I.
Goodbye.
Doctor? There's a patient I need you to see.
- A day off? - Just one, sir.
Have you not noticed all the empty desks? It's important.
I don't think I can.
Well, then, I quit.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Crabtree.
Hold your horses.
What's so bloody important? Sir, it's a personal matter I'm inclined not to share.
Look, take it if you need it.
Thank you.
Thomas, what is going on? Where's Bobby? - I don't know.
- Are you even looking? - Of course I'm looking! - Well, it certainly doesn't look like it.
What it looks like is that you're sitting on your backside while our son is in trouble! You believe them, don't you? You believe our son's a murderer? Constable, I need you to dig up some information on a Mr.
Jack Larkin.
- I can't.
- It would be a great help.
I said I can't.
- George? - What? What's wrong? I can't talk about it.
Well, maybe I could help.
Actually, maybe you could.
I like the Blues' chances.
They're a strong side.
Are you joking? For the Grey Cup? - That's what it's called? - Yeah, it was just announced.
And you think the Blues will beat the Canoe Club? They have a good chance.
- 50 cents says - You were told to stay away from my son! - Now get here! - And I did, Tom! Don't lie to me.
- Sir? - Stay out of this, constable! You sent a man to attack him.
I did no such thing.
Now get your hands off of me.
I will when I'm finished with ya! You let go of me now, or I will have you arrested for attacking a fellow officer.
Fellow officer? You're hardly that.
The chief constable came to me, gave me a stern warning, which I obeyed.
Unlike you and your boy, I have no problem living under the rules which govern us.
Who's the man that attacked my boy? - How would I know? - The warden said you put him in the same cell.
I arrested the man! I hardly put him in the cell.
I'm not to blame for this, Tom.
Now, your boy has got the blood of two dead men on his hands.
I think it's time you look to your own business.
I thought she was a good woman.
And what made you think she wasn't? I had just hired her.
She worked three days.
- I paid her a week's wages in advance.
- Where'd she go? I don't care now.
I didn't ask you that.
She mentioned something about visiting a policeman in Toronto.
I imagine you're him? Then she didn't return for any reason? As far as I know, she went to Toronto and never came back.
- Thank you.
- Four dollars.
- I beg your pardon? - If you see her, she owes me four dollars.
Not everything grows on trees.
- Merci.
- Je vous en prie.
Freddie Pink, I presume.
One word and you say goodbye to the boy.
Or the boy says goodbye to you first.
You choose.
HART: Well, they certainly burned something.
Didn't the family say the remains were sacred? They did.
But we do have a job to do, don't we? Is there a way to ascertain if that bone is from their daughter's body? I'm no magician, but I doubt they're lying.
And why's that? I know what lying looks like, Detective.
I've no doubt you do, Mrs.
Carmichael.
Well, if that is all, I have a reservation I must keep.
If you don't mind me saying, I can't help notice a certain spring in your step.
Are your romantic problems behind you? They're certainly on their way out.
Hm.
I envy you.
She may be with another woman.
Detective Murdoch, I can't help you.
This is a city of half a million people.
Surely you could spare an officer or two.
My men, they have their duties.
Sir, she's being pursued by the Black Hand.
Then she is already dead.
I don't believe that to be the case.
Anna Fulford is a very clever woman.
Cleverness does not trump brutality.
I believe quite the opposite.
Then your experience with the Black Hand is limited.
Excuse me, sir.
Are you Detective William Murdoch? - Yes.
- Oh, Mon Dieu.
Mon Dieu.
It is an honour.
I have studied your accomplishments with great interest.
It is an honour.
Thank you.
I can help you.
- Your inspector stated - Ah! He thinks little of me.
He won't even know I'm missing.
Please, you might actually find me quite useful.
If only to be your guide.
Or do you know the city well enough already? - I could use the help.
- Then you shall have it.
Now, let's locate your lost love.
- Oh! She's not my lost love.
- Ah! Let's find her, anyway.
William Murdoch! - I say bring the family in first.
- Not Mr.
Larkin? - What cause would you have to do that? - A bad feeling.
Not enough.
Find out if there's any truth to what the family is saying.
They're saying he's a murderer.
Doesn't make him one.
Uh, any news on your son, inspector? Just that a lot of people are calling him a murderer.
Do you want to convict him as well, Watts? Are you sure? He's close to death.
His condition is untreatable.
Are you saying the surgery will not extend his life? Not by an appreciable amount.
He and his wife, Beatrice, are very decent people.
They have both been valued friends to this hospital, they bankrolled our pauper's ward.
If your actions can grant them a little more time together, I'd like to give it to them.
Well, I may be able to relieve the pressure on his skull.
Doctor Cushing's technique has proven quite successful, but it won't cure him.
Then do it.
And we hope for a miracle.
You're the surgeon? Yes.
Yes, I am.
And you will help my husband? I will do what I can.
GEORGES: And, uh, the men who are pursuing her, they are from Toronto? Yes, but they have associates here.
Oh, they certainly do.
I can assure you, sir, Montreal is not as pristine a place as the city fathers would have you believe.
- Crime is highly organized here.
- I'm aware.
And there is no love lost between the members of the Black Hand and the Falcone family, contrary to what they would have you believe.
And what's that? That the organization is one big, happy family.
I can assure you, it's far from that.
Steamie? I beg your pardon? Is a hot dog, steamed shut inside a bun.
It's something of a delicacy here.
I think I'll defer, thank you.
Ah, your loss.
I'll take one.
No, make it two.
This is an auspicious day.
- You were saying, about the Falcones? - I was? - And no love lost.
- Oh! Of course.
Um, I was momentarily lost in paradise.
Uh, Falcone, the elder, he had respect.
His son is tolerated for his name only.
I think most of the organization would be happy if he was gone.
I may be able to use that.
That's the reason I was providing you with the information, sir.
Mm.
C'est bon.
So you were on duty the day that my son escaped.
You mean the day he killed a man? What happened? The two of them had words earlier that day.
Then when they were in the yard they fought.
What kind of words? How would I know? Perhaps my boy was justified.
Every man in the place thinks their actions are justified.
Not every man settles his problems with one of these.
That's the weapon your son used on the other fellow.
Where did he get that? Made it himself.
Clever little bugger.
Both of them ended up in the infirmary, but your boy wasn't as badly hurt as he let on.
He overpowered the trusty on duty and escaped.
I see.
Like I said, clever little bugger.
I know.
I heard you the first time.
It was important she be cremated in her home.
Why? So her kami could be released to the worlds beyond.
Her kami? Her soul.
Oh.
I see.
I don't expect you to understand.
No, no, no.
I understand completely.
There are worlds aplenty beyond our mortal grasp.
Why are my parents here? I simply had a few questions.
Well, let them go.
They have done nothing wrong.
Not exactly true.
They did appear to assault Mr.
Larkin.
Only to deliver him to you.
He killed my sister! Their daughter.
Why isn't he here instead of them? I have no reason to bring him in.
He's done it before, you know.
At least once.
A Miss Catherine Wilson, his first wife, mysteriously disappeared and now my sister.
- We don't know - He brutalized her, sir.
She tried to leave many times.
We wanted to take her home.
He wouldn't let her.
And now she is dead.
Would you please let my parents grieve in peace? RHODES: And where is Miss Fulford? - I don't know.
- Please, don't lie to me.
If you're with the boy, you know where she is.
That is a ridiculous supposition.
You're a very pretty woman, so I would like for you to stay that way.
I want you to know that, uh, none of this is personal.
I just have a job to do.
My mom did nothing wrong.
That's not for me to decide, kid.
Now, I don't know how you got yourself messed up in all this, but I know you know more than you're letting on.
[GRUNTING.]
I don't want to have to kill the two of you, but if I have to, I have to.
Do what you like to us, if you want.
But we are not your real problem.
No, my real problem is Anna Fulford.
No, it's not.
It's William Murdoch.
And you're going to have to get rid of him.
- I got no quarrel with him.
- He certainly does with you.
You're holding his son captive.
What's your point? I can bring him to you.
If you let me and the boy go free.
Do I look pretty? - You look pretty as a picture.
- What kind of picture? Oh, you.
Are you ready? Am I? PRIEST: I now pronounce you man and wife.
Oh, that's so special.
I believe I was able to substantially relieve the pressure.
- He should awaken soon.
- Thank you, Doctor.
So, it was a success? As much as it could have been, yes.
Will I be able to bring him home? Honestly, I don't know.
- But you do believe he will awaken? - I do.
Well, then, we take one miracle at a time, don't we? Thank you, Doctor.
Andrew, it's Beatty.
I'm right here by your side, hm? For now and always.
This isn't the first woman in your life to meet an unfortunate end, is it? I am simply a man who's lived a life of tragic circumstance.
You took your sweet time getting here, Jones.
- Apologies.
- Jack, are you all right? WATTS: What's this all about? Miss Day here is prepared to say that she was with Mr.
Larkin for the last three days before his wife's disappearance.
You mean before his wife was killed? Uh, I was led to understand there was no body.
As there was no body for Catherine Wilson.
As far as I know, Catherine walked into Lake Ontario with a sack of rocks in her pocket.
I grieved her death deeply.
So the source of these accusations you've hurled at my client are based on a mound of ash and the ravings of some Asians? You know, they never wanted their daughter to marry a gaijin.
That's what they called me.
So, why did you marry her? I was seduced.
Those women are devils.
How was it you were found at your residence? - I had been with Eliza the two nights previous.
- He was.
And I was intending to make that arrangement permanent.
We were very happy.
And when I arrived home they had already started that ghastly fire.
The boy took me by surprise and knocked me out.
And now I am here facing ridiculous accusations.
We were well within our rights to lay charges.
But I understand they are grieving.
So, if you just let me go, the matter can be considered done with.
Are you prepared to charge my client? - Well - No, we're not.
Thank you.
This woman, she means something to you, right? She's the mother of my son.
- Oh, your wife? - No.
Tangled web.
No offence.
Oh.
I saved her from the Black Hand once.
But then I reneged on a deal that I would not keep.
Since then, she's been in their crosshairs.
For some reason she returned to Toronto.
Why would she do that? Perhaps for me to meet my son, or she had nowhere else to turn.
May I be bold? Of course.
There is something you are not telling me.
- There is? - Well, uh, you mentioned another woman to my inspector.
Who is she? Freddie Pink.
Ah, the detective.
You know her? Every policeman in Montreal knows Freddie Pink.
And not favourably.
How is she involved in this? When I learned of Miss Fulford's location, I contacted Freddie Pink.
She and I have a long acquaintance.
Oh, do you now? Not like that.
If you say so.
I dispatched Miss Pink to find her and hide her.
I believe she may have done both.
And, uh, the boy? That I don't know.
We will find them.
If Miss Fulford was dead, we would already know it.
Same with the boy.
The Black Hand are not shy about showing their power.
Each death is a warning to others that they are not to be crossed.
And you? You're willing to cross them? Truth and justice, sir.
There is no more noble a calling.
Andrew never thought it was very manly, but I know down deep he loved the smell.
It's beautiful.
We acquired it in Tibet three years ago.
It was a wonderful journey.
Feels like a lifetime ago.
Doctor, is he comfortable? If he's showing no outward signs of distress, then he's in no pain right now.
Thank you.
I don't think we're ever prepared, are we? To say goodbye? To the love of our life.
No, I don't think we are.
Oi.
What do you want to talk to us about? We haven't done anything wrong.
Living on the right side of the law now, Inspector.
Model citizens.
I need you to find my son.
He broke out of jail.
Did you hear about that? We can ask around.
What's in it for us? Same again if you find him unharmed.
We can't promise that.
I didn't ask you for a promise.
You find him, you bring him to me, no one else.
Understood? No need to get the law involved, right? Don't get smart with me, sunshine.
Ah.
Qu'avez-vous, Georges ? Excuse me.
- What have you discovered? - Ah.
Guiseppe Leone, the capo of the Black Hand, is planning to entertain two visitors from Toronto this evening.
- He's not happy about it.
- The Falcones.
The young Falcone and his righthand man, Anthony Pucci.
Was there any sense as to whether they'd been successful in finding Anna Fulford? They are alone, so I would say no.
And Frank Rhodes? Who's that? He's an assassin that works for the Falcones.
- You keep adding names to the list, sir.
- I, uh This man.
If you see him, steer clear.
He's very dangerous.
We are swimming in a sea of dangerous men.
Ooh.
Pardon the imagery.
You haven't touched your cake.
Well This will be the perfect little love nest.
For now.
I have fulfilled my side of the bargain.
It's more than a bargain.
It's a vow! In front of God Almighty.
It's a promise of love everlasting! You promised you'd get Effie.
Not until you eat your cake.
Oops.
Harry! Harry! Harry, stop! Harry! Harry.
That's enough.
Stop! Good job, kid.
Now, come on.
Sure you got some catching up to do.
Never send a woman to do a man's job.
- Is Anna safe? - Hello to you, too! I got her on a train to New York.
She is to wait there for further instruction.
I have a friend I trust with her.
I'm sorry I got you into this.
Oh, don't be! It was my idea.
- Your idea? - I figured you'd be bright enough to get all three of us out of this.
So, where will we live? I do like the city, but I must admit I'm more of a country mouse.
But I suppose we should stay in the city for a while.
So you can move up the ladder In your job.
But will our children be safe here? The city is such a dangerous place.
What do you think? I don't have an opinion either way.
Oh.
Um Well, there is time.
And we do need time, don't we, Georgie? I suppose it is rather a lot to take in.
- When is Dorothy getting here? - She'll be back! Presently.
I'm sure of it.
And I wouldn't worry, George.
About us, I mean.
Many loving marriages have been born out of stranger circumstances.
Oh, yes, I'm sure.
Who knows? Maybe one day we'll be at a place where my wife doesn't need to hold me at gunpoint? Your wife.
Oh! Oh, I do love the sound of that.
Mrs.
George Crabtree.
- All right.
- Don't! Sit.
- You released him? - There's no solid basis on which to hold him.
- He killed my sister.
- There's no proof of that.
- It's obvious.
- If it was, there would be proof.
- Do your job.
- I'm trying to.
But, for now, I had to let him go.
- The law requires reasonable - You're a slave to the law, then.
- Not in all cases.
- But in this one? As I told you, I had to let him go.
Then you're responsible for what happens.
Mr.
Nakamura! You said you had something.
Good news.
Son's alive.
- Where is he? - Don't know that for sure.
Man I trust said he saw him boarding a train at Union.
- Where was he going? - He's headed west.
Train goes all the way to Vancouver.
Anything else? Yeah, but, uh, might not be what you want to hear.
Go on.
Your boy killed that man in prison.
And he wasn't shy about telling anyone who'd listen.
Well, when you want people to keep their distance, you lie about being a dangerous man.
Yeah, sure, Inspector.
That's probably all it is.
There's a chance I may be able to save your husband.
Oh, Lord.
There's a tumour near his pituitary gland - and I may be able to remove it.
- Then do it.
It's an operation that I've never done before.
Very few have.
It's a very risky procedure.
- What would you do? - It's not my decision.
I understand.
But what would you do? Given the choice between my husband's certain death and a chance at his survival, no matter how slim, I would take it.
Then I put my faith in you.
Is the boy safe? If Rhodes wanted him dead he would have done it already.
He may be awaiting further instructions.
Or getting them now.
None of this is your fault.
- I feel like it is.
- Well, it isn't.
How would you like to help us to get out of here? - And this is the last of them? - Yes.
And Mr.
Carmichael is in agreement with all of this? His signature is right there.
Of course he is.
Well, congratulations, Mrs.
Carmichael.
You are now a wealthy woman.
- Carmichael House alone is worth well over - I'm well aware of what it is worth.
Well, if that is it, then I shall be off.
Ah! There is one more thing.
I would like to revert to my given name.
I am no longer Mrs.
Arthur Carmichael.
I am Mrs.
Violet Hart.
As you wish.
I do wish.
I need your assistance, Mrs.
Hart.
Good lord! - Detective Watts? - Yes.
She's still alive.
The lucky one, it appears.
Bad news, I'm afraid.
Seems the powers that be aren't interested in the detective.
They want Miss Fulford.
That's who I've been looking for.
Not asking you.
Where is she? I was looking for her, too.
She's an elusive bird, isn't she? No less than three searchers and she's evaded them all.
- Hey, where's the kid? - Now, Harry! You two make a good team.
I suppose we do.
- Effie! - George! George.
- Are you all right? - No touching! Get down.
You're a married man now.
Married? George, wh-wh-what are they talking about? I am now Mrs.
George Crabtree.
[SOBS.]
What an absolutely marvelous day! Juliette's had a sale that was absolutely scandalous.
Marcel will bring dinner by later.
Chateaubriand for two.
I thought you'd like to share with me.
Oh! And thank you so much for signing those papers.
I'm really starting to feel like we're true partners in this marriage, like we're really getting somewhere.
You've made me so happy.
So, what do you plan on doing to me? Surrender you to the Montreal police.
Won't solve anything.
I am just the bullet.
Falcone's the gun.
And all he's going to do is find another bullet.
I'll get him as well.
Yeah.
Yeah.
And then one day you slip up and the woman and the boy are dead.
Doesn't have to be that way.
You help me.
I help you.
Why should I trust you? I am a man for hire, nothing more.
Falcone's the one with the burr under his saddle.
I'll cancel the contract for my freedom.
You should listen to me, Detective.