The Murdoch Mysteries (2004) s15e04 Episode Script

It's just - I don't want to bring it up again.
- But you will.
It's just if we all practiced more, like I said, we would have won.
That Rochester team played like a finely tuned machine.
We all have busy lives, Miss Cherry.
Yes.
But one can always make time.
What about the at-home exercises? The finger press, the arm lifts.
Volleyball is not cut-throat competition.
- I thought you wanted to win.
- I do.
But it's also supposed to be fun.
You know what's fun? Winning is fun.
What about you? - Did you do the exercises? - No, I'm afraid I didn't do any.
You had the time.
You're not working right now.
You did wonderfully.
Wonderful job of letting the ball hit the ground.
Miss Cherry! That is quite enough.
Now then, ladies, what's all this? Someone on the team doesn't believe in losing graciously.
I assume, Miss Cherry, that that someone is you? If wanting to win is a crime then, yes, guilty as charged.
I thought this was supposed to be relaxing? - Well, it would be - Miss Cherry, I think you've said your piece.
When we're back in Toronto we can talk about scheduling practices.
But, in the meantime, who would like a cup of tea? I would love one.
Ladies.
Take no notice of Miss Cherry.
I thought you did a cracking job out there.
Thank you, Inspector, but I know that I need a great deal more practice.
I'm absolutely terrible, aren't I? The worst I've seen.
- Oh.
- Where's the porter? This train is going awfully fast.
Well, it is an express.
No.
No, something's wrong.
What the bloody hell's going on? The train is going to crash! Everyone brace yourselves! What happened? To state the obvious, the train crashed.
- Are you all right? - I believe so.
A little bruised, but okay.
How are you? Fine.
My wrist! Landed on it.
Let me take a look.
You're lucky, it's just sprained.
- You'll still be able to write.
- Just sprained? This is my serving arm.
Just keep it elevated and still.
- What are you doing? - Making a sling.
Hurry up, then.
Would you prefer a gag? Are you all right? Is everyone all right? Oh, dear.
You've hit your head.
Mrs.
Hart! This man has a nasty gash on his head.
He'll need stitches.
You'll find everything you need in my bag.
But I'm not a doctor.
You've stitched a corpse.
Same principles except these ones move.
So be very careful.
Miss Newsome! Miss Newsome! Effie! Effie! Is everyone all right in here? Everyone seems fine, but Miss Newsome's trapped.
Effie! Can you hear me? - Uh-huh.
- Okay.
Don't move.
Your legs are trapped.
We need to get this off her.
Excuse me! Are you the porter? Yes, sir.
Cliff Adams.
Mr.
Adams, give us a hand with this.
Sir, sir, if you could give us a hand with this, please? One, two, three! Effie, try not to move at all.
Mr.
Adams, can you go and get my medical bag? Ask for Mrs.
Hart, she should have it.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Inspector, can you gather some napkins? And we need water.
What happened? Just stay very still, Effie.
Here.
Relax.
Oh, thank you.
That cut on your brow.
It won't need stitches, but I can see that - you're favouring your side.
- I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Did you hit it when you went down? Caught it on the edge of the bar.
Wouldn't be the first time.
I just think I've bruised my side.
Well, I need to take care of Effie, - but then I want to look at that bruise.
- It can wait.
Look, I'm going to have a look in the engine car, see what happened.
If anybody's injured, I'll come and find you.
Oh, thank you! Effie.
Effie? I'm going to give you some laudanum.
It will help with the pain.
Inspector Brackenreid, Toronto Constabulary.
Can you tell me what happened? Damned if I know.
I went to slow the train coming into that curve, but the brakes didn't react.
The brakes failed? Exactly.
Were you alone in the engine car? Yes.
The fireman should have been with me, but There he is.
Pinsky! Where the hell were you? I was in the privy.
The privy? Tell me more about the brakes.
Well, I had a look and the only way I figure it is at least one of the angle cocks on the brake valve was turned off.
How does that happen? Somebody turns them off.
Are you saying that someone did this deliberately? Looks that way to me.
Henry? Oh, sir.
I wasn't expecting you here on a Sunday.
Ah, yes.
I'm here to work on my ground-controlled aerial surveillance camera.
Have you brought your daughter to work? I had to, sir.
Ruth is celebrating a new holiday called Mother's Day.
Apparently, it's all the rage in America.
A day solely to celebrate mothers.
- Lovely idea.
- It's not just that.
According to Ruth, it's a day where mothers can do whatever they please.
Without their children.
Yes, she has quite the busy day with her friends planned, doing whatever it is they do.
- And Sunday is the nanny's day off, so - I see.
Yes.
Well, that's enough of that.
Ah, come on.
There we go.
Yep.
There we go.
But, sir, I assure you I'm just on desk duty today, so it's going to be fine.
You won't even know we're here.
Newsstand robbery at King and Portland.
We have to go.
There's no one else? Uh, well, how would you like to take a little walk then, hm? Henry, you can't bring a baby to a crime scene.
Well, it's a newsstand robbery, sir.
Nevertheless.
Ah, of course.
Ah, Detective Watts, perhaps you could watch Jordan? Just for a little while.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I have plans.
I'm only here waiting for a friend.
Well, it can't be too dangerous.
The robbery has already happened.
Oh, Henry, I'll watch baby Jordan.
Thank you, sir! I promise she'll probably sleep the whole time I'm gone.
You won't even notice she's here.
How is she? I've given her some laudanum.
It should help with the pain and get her to rest.
Is her leg badly damaged? No lacerations, but possibly a fractured tibia.
Her pulse is strong, though.
She looks so pale.
Yes.
I can't treat her properly until we get to a hospital.
Could we send a party ahead to the train station to get help? They'll know something's wrong, they're expecting the train.
They'll send people.
They'd better hurry.
Just stay with her.
If she wakes up, give her three drops of laudanum in a glass of water.
You haven't heard of this? - No.
- Oh, it's in all the books for tourists.
Meu postilhao foi atingido por um raio.
- And in English? - My postillion has been struck by lightning.
Oh, wonderful.
I'm sure one would need - to say that every day in Portugal.
- We should go there.
Portugal is only about a week's boat ride away.
- Llewelyn, I - Make up an excuse.
You have a dear old uncle in Porto - and you must see him before he dies.
- I couldn't.
Well, then at least let's go to my place.
No, we're going to the track.
You don't know what it's like with a baby at home.
I love Samuel, but I need a break.
I haven't placed a bet since 1902 when I lost every penny I had.
Well, then today you can lose your money buying us drinks.
As you wish.
Now, how many horses are there? Mrs.
Hart.
How are Miss Newsome and Inspector Brackenreid? The inspector's as stubborn as ever.
He refused an examination.
But I'm worried about Effie.
Her leg was badly injured in the crash.
- Will she be all right? - We'll see.
Oh, this is Mrs.
Dooley.
I've cleaned and dressed her wounds.
The porter found the first aid kit for me.
It looks good.
You did well.
It's a lot different working on live bodies.
- Excuse me? - Oh, I'm a coroner.
Well, you're a little early to the party, aren't you? Dr.
Ogden, could I have a word? - Did you find out anything? - I spoke to the engineer.
He said the brakes were checked at the last station.
They were in perfect order.
Now they're not.
- Someone tampered with them? - He thinks so.
But if the brakes were in order when we left the last station then whoever tampered with them was on this train? Who'd derail a train that they were travelling on? It's too dangerous! It doesn't make any sense.
Just checking on people, seeing if they're doing all right.
Luckily, I'm a doctor and we have the coroner on board, as well.
Oh, hopefully his services won't be needed.
Her services and, yes, I think we've escaped that just.
Right.
How about the people in the cargo car? Who's in there? A Toronto policeman travelling with another man.
They wanted to sit by themselves.
In the cargo car? Why? I don't know.
Let's have a look.
Bloody hell.
I don't have to ask, do I? No.
You don't need to ask how, either.
Look at the handcuffs.
I'm guessing the prisoner killed him.
And now he's on the run.
It's curious.
It appears the killer tore off his suspenders.
You'd have thought he'd taken his jacket and cap as a disguise.
This must be his satchel.
The shard went through the jugular.
He would have died very quickly.
Poor bastard.
Walter Rydell.
It seems he was escorting a prisoner by the name of Ben Miller from Rochester jail to Toronto.
Do you think this Ben Miller took advantage of the crash, killed his escort and then made his escape? Or he killed him first, then he derailed the train as a diversion, then he made his escape.
I have work to do, baby Jordan.
What we need is a safe, contained area for you to play in.
Hm.
How is she? She woke up in pain, so I gave her more laudanum.
Is there anything else I can do? Just stay with her.
If the leg starts to swell, let me know.
The two passengers nearest the cargo car door, they didn't even know there was anyone in there.
They didn't see anyone go in or out before the crash.
Well, if they're correct, then Ben Miller didn't leave to tamper with the brakes.
And if Ben Miller didn't derail the train He had an accomplice.
Pinsky.
I want a word.
Exactly where were you when the train derailed? Why do you want to know? I was talking to your engineer.
He said you left your post just before the crash.
That seems a bit suspicious to me.
Ah, like I said, I was in the privy.
Where are the angle cock valves that you were telling me about? I've been checking the valves and the only ones turned off were at the back of the engine car.
- And? - I wasn't there.
I'll ask around, see if anyone saw you there.
You would have had to pass that valve to get to where you were going.
Sure, I suppose.
Do you know a man named Ben Miller? No.
No.
Who's that? That's the man that the constable was bringing to Toronto.
They were in the cargo car.
No, I swear to you, I have no idea who that is.
Do I need to talk to your engineer? All right.
I may as well tell you now.
I was in jail five years ago for petty theft, but now I got a wife and a child, and I wouldn't risk that life I've built for anything.
I'm looking for an escaped convict.
Are you going to help me or not? I may have seen the man you're looking for after the derailment.
I'm listening.
After I was done checking the valves, I saw someone.
He was on the other side of the train.
- Are you all right? - Never mind me.
Never mind.
Did you get a good look at him? No, I didn't see his face.
I just saw his tall, brown boots.
Show me where you saw him.
So, he was standing about here.
Then he went off in that direction.
What's that? It's blood.
Was the man you saw bleeding? I don't know.
Blood leads to the door.
If that's Ben Miller, he got back on the train.
Right.
Here we are.
Perfect little spot for baby Jordan, huh? Oh! I know! You must be hungry.
Would you like Hmm.
Uh What about Some milk? No? Um.
Now this is a book I wrote.
I have several copies left over.
Perhaps you No.
Perhaps not.
What about this? I know.
Uh wait right here.
Watch it! I've given you seven stitches.
Don't put any pressure on the leg, they'll open up.
You're tying it too tight.
Look, I'm a coroner, not a doctor.
But I'm the best you've got right now.
Now, have a seat if you'd like, but stay off it as best you can.
Fine.
Violet, how are you? Better now that I've seen to everyone.
How does it feel to stitch up living people? It took some getting used to.
I stitched up a man's wound fairly well.
It would have been more serious, but he tied suspenders above the wound.
Suspenders? Were they his own? I'm not sure.
Could you find the inspector, please? Tell him to come here quickly.
I'll be right back.
Hello, baby Jordan! I can see you.
Well, I think I've done it.
With the help of this device, I'll be able to control the drone, which will be buoyed by large balloons and fans will help control the direction so I'm able to take a photograph from exactly where I want.
But, first, I have to inflate the balloons.
Mrs.
Hart said you wanted to see me.
There's a man on this car with a gash on his leg.
He used these suspenders as a tourniquet.
Suspenders.
Which man? There, with the hat over his eyes.
Are you all right? You look very pale.
I'm fine.
The fireman just told me that he saw a man get off the train after the derailment, who then got back on.
He was bleeding.
He must have been wounded, then taken Rydell's suspenders to staunch the bleeding.
That's him.
Excuse me, sir.
Are you Ben Miller? Ah, come back here! Oi! I said stop! Oh, excuse me.
Excuse me! Thomas! Thomas! Thomas! Get his shirt open, now.
- Did Miller do this? - I think he sustained an injury in the crash.
His pulse is very weak.
Check his left side.
There's a large discolouration.
- It's likely internal bleeding.
- An organ rupture? We don't know.
We'll have to operate.
- Anything I can do? - Find the porter.
We need towels and hot water, as much as he can muster.
First, help us get him up onto some of these crates.
Jordan? Jordan! Baby Jordan! Jordan? Jordan! What are you How did you Murray marble's two mover! I've had the pieces set up for weeks and I can't solve it.
You are one troublesome baby.
Very sweet, but troublesome.
I have a boatload of work left to do and I can't take my eyes off of you for one second.
I could Ooh.
That's too drastic.
It could work.
There you are.
I'm going to go do a bit of work.
Why don't you have a nap? Or play with your doll? Very good.
Uh Hopefully she won't remember this.
Keep absorbing the blood, Violet.
I'm trying.
There's so much.
I was worried it was collecting in the peritoneal cavity, but it doesn't seem to be the case.
Are the spleen or colon ruptured? - They're intact.
- That's a relief.
But I still can't find the burst blood vessel.
I'm running out of towels.
Put your hand there.
I can't see where the blood is coming from.
Keep steady, Violet.
How're you feeling? I'm scared.
My leg hurts so badly.
What if I can't walk again? - You'll be fine.
- How do you know? Because Dr.
Ogden said that you'll heal in no time.
Why are you being so nice to me? I'm just trying to make sweet so I can get an exclusive interview about your kidnapping.
That was six months ago.
Did you have to bring that up? Sorry.
Bad attempt at a joke.
You probably think I should be over it by now.
Nonsense.
You were kidnapped, - it's going to take time to heal.
- Please change the subject.
Do you and George plan to get married? I don't know.
Every time I look at George, I remember what happened.
- He had nothing to do with it.
- I know, but they are still out there.
Perhaps it would be best for George and I if we never marry.
And let them win? You're better than that.
You two will find a way.
Careful.
I'm going to tell people you have a heart.
Now you've gone too far.
I need some more More of the You've had two doses already.
Dr.
Ogden says that you should have plain water.
Two drops.
I'm almost finished the exterior incision.
Are you sure the blood vessel stitches will hold? As sure as I can be.
Are you feeling all right? Yes.
Why? Your hands are shaking a little.
I haven't had anything to eat or drink today.
It must be catching up with me.
Well, I've finished the stitching.
Just need to clean the area one more time.
If you don't need me anymore, I'm going to get some air.
Of course.
Where is my screwdriver? Jordan.
Oh.
Uh.
Oh! Oh, baby Jordan.
What is it? Oh! Oh! It's all right.
Huh.
My goodness.
Where is your doll? What have you done with your Huh.
Right here.
How on earth did you get this all the way under Oh.
Uh, Jordan.
What have you done? Huh, Jordan.
The keys.
Get the keys.
Yes.
Yes! Oh! Very good.
Yes! Yes! Bring the keys to me.
Jordan.
Jordan, please? Please, no, come back.
No, no! Jordan! Come back! The keys, Jordan! Jordan! Come back! Hello! Help! Someone! Help! - Oh, excuse me.
Can you help me, please? - Yes, ma'am.
I've been knocking at this lavatory door for ten minutes.
- Did you see anyone go in there? - No, but the door is locked.
Is anyone in there? Hello? Is anyone in there? What's wrong? Mr.
Adams, get the door open! Is he dead? I think I should leave him in here and lock the door - and we can wait - Mr.
Adams.
Let me through, please.
- We should leave him be.
- Just a minute! One large cut to the throat Severing the left carotid artery.
I'm not seeing any defensive wounds.
Might have been forced into the lavatory and then murdered.
I'm going to lock the door now, ladies, and we can wait for the authorities.
Mr.
Adams, for all intents and purposes, right now we are the authorities.
So, please, just stand back and let us work.
If you insist.
Found this in the pocket.
We found this on Ben Miller.
It's his transfer paper from the Rochester jail.
He was released into the custody of Mr.
Rydell, to be a witness in a court case.
- Well, we were wrong.
- About what? Whoever derailed the train.
We thought it was someone on Miller's side, an accomplice helping him escape.
So why would this person kill him? To stop him from testifying, perhaps? Or protecting themselves or save whomever's on trial.
Whatever the reason, there's a killer on the loose.
Sir? - Henry! - What's going on? Let me out! How did you get locked in the cell, sir? I can explain! Well, first I had baby Jordan locked in the cell.
You put my baby daughter in jail? What did she do? Oh, no.
No, Henry! No.
I was outside working on my aerial surveillance camera I can't believe you'd put a baby in jail.
My baby in jail! Well, she's quite the little escape artist.
Well, where is she now? She escaped.
What? You've lost my daughter? Jordan! Jordan.
Jordan! Jordan? - Henry! Henry! - What is it? I left the nipkow disk running.
It may have recorded which way Jordan went.
Well, hurry! We have to find her.
Should be somewhere around here.
That was her! She crawled past your office.
Looks like she was headed toward the front door.
Where is she? Uh Do you see her? She can't have gotten very far.
Henry, there's a possibility A possibility of what? A possibility she may be up.
What? Well get her down! Well, I can't find the remote Get her down now! My baby's up there! Do you think Miller knew someone on the train wanted to kill him? Probably not, or he would have taken his chances escaping, even with a serious injury.
I've been around the train again.
I'm fairly certain there's no one missing.
So whoever killed Miller is still on this train.
Let's keep close together.
I'm going to check on the inspector.
I just said we should stay close together! I can look after myself.
Thank you, Mrs.
Hart.
Oh, Mr.
Adams, did you see anyone near the lavatory before we found Ben Miller? No, I didn't.
Though I've been wondering about that fireman being in the area.
- Fireman? - Mr.
Pinsky.
Your friend, the inspector, talked with him a few times.
I think with some suspicion.
Is that so? Did you know Mr.
Pinsky is an ex-convict? No, I haven't spoken with him.
I don't know about his personal life, but maybe he still has one foot in the criminal world.
- Mr.
Pinsky? - That's me.
I'm Dr.
Ogden, travelling with the inspector.
May I ask where you've been since you spoke with him last? Oh, you think I had anything to do with that man found dead.
Just answer the question, Mr.
Pinsky.
I already spoke to your inspector and I'm going to tell you what I told him: I had nothing to do with that train derailing and I certainly had nothing to do any murder.
I never heard of any Ben Miller before today.
You haven't answered the question.
- I was outside, smoking.
- Alone? Look, I can't be around Sitwell, the engineer.
He hates me, I hate him.
But I was talking to Cliff, the porter.
For a while.
But that's it! You know everything there is to know about this train, don't you, Mr.
Pinsky? You'd know how to derail it.
- Perhaps you were doing someone a favour? - Look, I'm straight now.
I wouldn't risk my job, or my family for anybody or anything! Again, I told all this to the inspector.
Could you empty your pockets, Mr.
Pinsky? No, no.
If you're innocent, as you claim, you won't mind.
Explain that, Mr.
Pinsky.
I never seen that before! This was used to kill Ben Miller.
I never killed anybody! That's not mine! You're going to be locked up until the police arrive.
No, I'm not! I never did anything! Get into the pantry.
There's no way I'm going to let you women tell me what to do! - Mr.
Adams, can you help us get him in? - No! I tell you No! Let me go! Let me go! Lock the door! Well done, everyone.
Get that thing down! Get my baby out of the sky! - I can't.
- Well, figure it out! But, Henry, I don't know how.
Aren't you supposed to be the smart one? About most things, yes.
- Ah.
Perhaps we could use something? - Use what? That's not going to be long enough! No, no.
Do you suppose we could shoot it down? With a gun? No! No? No, no.
Ah.
Well, it's going up! Perhaps we can catch it from the roof? The roof? Yes! Very good.
- Let's go! - Oh, wait.
Wait.
It's heading toward those wires.
Ah oh.
- Ah, Jordan! - Oh, no! Jordan! Jordan? Look who we found.
Oh! Jordan! - My remote control! - The baby was playing with it.
We were walking past and found this little one sitting on the ground.
And then, uh This.
You really should be more careful, Henry.
Oh.
Oh, Jordan.
Hi, baby.
Ah, thank you.
Oh, you scared me.
Effie, how are you? Feel so woozy from that laudanum.
Never had it before.
I feel As if I've been removed from my body.
I suppose right now that's a good thing.
Your pulse is strong.
Can you feel anything in your leg? That's a good thing.
I heard some shouting.
Well, we did find out who killed Ben Miller and derailed the train.
It was the fireman, Mr.
Pinsky.
Where is he now? Locked in the pantry.
Did he jingle? Did he jingle? The man who killed the other man.
I think you need a little more rest, Effie.
They came right by me: A man in brown boots, limping, and a man in black boots.
He was jingling.
They were over by the lavatory.
They had a bit of a scuffle.
Did you see anything, Mrs.
Dooley? Uh, no, dear.
I'm afraid I didn't.
But I did see the fireman you're talking about, Mr.
Pinsky.
When? Before the crash.
He was on the runner board, near the passenger car, whistling as if he didn't have a care in the world.
That doesn't prove anything.
I didn't say it does.
But I saw him outside, too, after the Miller man escaped.
- Are you sure? - He was having a few nips from his flask.
Maybe he didn't like to tell you ladies.
Are we sure it's Mr.
Pinsky? He did have the murder weapon on him.
What's his connection to Ben Miller? - Mr.
Adams.
- Hmm? Oh.
I've been trying to piece together what happened today and there's something that's bothering me.
Did you see Mr.
Pinsky at all in the train? It seems to me he spent the day outside.
No one saw anyone near the lavatory when Mr.
Miller was killed.
And he still had the murder weapon in his pocket.
Why would he keep it and not try to hide it? I don't claim to know the minds of men.
Well, you said it was Pinsky.
We'll just keep him locked up 'til the help comes.
Yes.
But there could be another suspect on the train.
Perhaps someone who knew Mr.
Miller? Maybe.
Maybe not.
You should just let this go.
Well, I've learned to trust my instincts when they're telling me something isn't right.
Just leave it alone.
Did you have anything to do with derailing this train, Mr.
Adams? I can't believe this.
Well, I can let this go for now, but perhaps there's a connection between you and Mr.
Miller that you're not telling us about? You just keep sticking your nose where it don't belong.
- You don't understand.
- Tell me, Mr.
Adams.
Help me understand.
Ben Miller was going to testify against my brother.
And he'd be lying, just to keep himself out of jail.
I couldn't prove it, but he'd be lying.
And I had to stop him.
So you killed him and planted the razor on Mr.
Pinsky? I wouldn't have had to frame Pinsky if it wasn't for your meddling.
Now I'm going to have to take care of you.
Don't be stupid.
I've seen how you are.
I let you go, you won't forget this.
I don't want to do this.
You left me no choice! Thomas! That did the trick.
What are you doing up after your surgery? You're welcome.
Come on inside.
All right, Jordan.
There we go.
All right.
I suppose I should thank you for taking care of her today.
Oh, Henry, I am so sorry about what's happened today.
Don't apologize, sir.
Watching a crawling baby is tricky, even for a great detective.
Henry, do you ever wonder if What? If perhaps baby Jordan is highly advanced for her age? You mean a genius? Well, I've never considered that.
Of course, you're a bright baby.
I suppose I've never felt outsmarted by her.
I've never had need to really consider No.
No, of course not.
Never mind.
Ah.
Well.
Ah, sir? I think it might be best if we never mention today to Ruth.
I would appreciate that.
In fact, I think it may be best we never speak of it again.
Henry! Yes, sir? Henry, someone has solved my chess problem.
It's been here for weeks.
And, aside from you, no one else has been in this room, except for baby Jordan.
Well, that's impossible, sir! Girls can't play chess! Oh, Detective! I can't believe you fought the porter, Inspector, in your condition.
Tough as old boots, me.
- Yes, you are.
- Old boots.
Brown boots.
Black boots.
Close your eyes and get some rest.
Can I have more of that drink? I think you've had quite enough.
I think you've had quite enough! So, Mr.
Adams' brother is on trial and he wanted to stop Mr.
Miller from testifying against him.
Apparently, he truly believed his brother is innocent.
And risked everyone's lives on the train to help him win his court case? But we're all still alive, thanks to Dr.
Ogden.
- And Mrs.
Hart.
Thank you, Violet.
- Good job.
Oh! I hear something.
Oh, thank God! Doctor, you should go and talk to whoever's in charge.
- There's lots to explain.
- Yes, I will as soon as I get you and Effie off to the closest hospital.
Will they have some more of that drink there? They'll have lots and lots and lots of it.
We better go! Today was exactly what I needed.
For me to buy the drinks all afternoon? That and a bit of, uh, spirited shouting.
It is strangely cathartic, isn't it? It's still early.
Could go back to your place.
Uh, yes, there's a book I want to lend you: Martin Eden, Jack London's latest.
It sounds good.
There's Clara, uh, with Samuel.
I suppose you have to go.
Next Sunday.
Next Sunday.
Samuel cried all afternoon.
I had to take him for a walk to calm both our nerves.
- He loves the fresh air.
- He does.
But he missed his father.
Let's go home.