(light music)
- We going to be much longer, sir?
- Oh. I thought you'd like to clear your mind
And enjoy the day before you start your first shift
At station house number four.
- Uh, I feel more at home on a horse, to be frank.
Is this a test before I get the job?
- You already have the job, constable roberts.
You just need to decide if it's a good fit for you.
- I'm up for a challenge.
- Well, then, enjoy the exercise and the scenery.
- It's, it's pretty country, sir,
But usually when I work this hard,
I aim to get somewhere.
- Oh. Well, cycling is more of a journey than a destination.
But there is something we will be seeing
Along the way this morning.
- Oh. Is it nearby?
- Oh, yes. Yes.
Just a few more miles.
- Miles?
(breathing heavily) okay...
Okay...
(grunting)
(bright music)
(birds chirping)
People were wakin' snakes back in chatham
When these were being built.
Pardon my opinion, but I, I think these
Look god-awful hideous.
- Really?
I find their angular geometry
Juxtaposed against the random chaos of nature
To be quite stunning.
- If you say so, sir.
- But more importantly, constable,
This new power line system will be delivering electricity
To the far reaches beyond toronto.
- Wasn't there a film where an elephant was killed
By electricity? - Oh.
- Now, if it could do that to a beast that big,
Imagine what the volts could do to you or me.
- Fear often stands in the way of progress, constable.
(grunts)
- Oh, dear god.
Help! Help!
- This way.
(tense music)
- Call the constabulary!
- No need. You've found them. What is it?
- I just found a dead body. - Oh, my.
- It's all right. Just breathe.
(breathing heavily)
- Sorry. I've just never seen a dead body before.
- Bullet wound to the back of the skull.
This is a murder victim.
- What do you see, sir? - Mushrooms.
- Corpse mushrooms.
- You're familiar with hebeloma fungi?
- Uh, well, I know them as corpse mushrooms.
They grew on the grave where I buried my dog, dooley.
- Right. It's a common byproduct of cadaver decomposition.
Look just there.
Where the ground has just slightly subsided.
- More of them.
You don't think...?
- Unfortunately, yes.
Right, contact station house #4,
Tell them we need more constables,
Our clothes, and that we may have found
More than one dead body.
- Right away, sir.
(theme music)
- Take photographs from every possible direction.
Gentlemen, let's proceed to removing the bodies.
Uh, take your time.
Keep your eyes open for any possible clues,
However small they may be.
And, uh, mind where you stand.
Uh, detective watts.
Were you able to locate the local sheriff?
- I was. It's a one-man operation,
So he's very happy that we are intervening in this.
- Detective.
Found another one.
- Who's the new constable?
- It's teddy roberts.
He's supposed to start with us tomorrow.
- Well, this is a bit of a rude awakening for him.
- May as well see if he takes to the work.
- Another body.
Were they all killed at the same time?
- Judging by the rate of decomposition,
I'd say roughly the same time, few days apart.
- Thank you all for answering my questions.
And if you think of any further information,
Contact station house four
And ask for detectives murdoch or watts.
- Can you see here, this cluster?
Hebeloma aminophilum,
Otherwise known as the ghoul fungus
Due to its tendency to propagate on decomposing remains.
- Ghoulish indeed. But fascinating.
(watts clears throat) - ah, watts.
Have you learned anything from the locals?
- Nothing of note. They all seem baffled by this tragedy.
(choi): Have any locals been reported missing recently?
- None. - No.
- According to the sheriff's office.
- Detectives. Inspector. - Ah, thank you
For arriving so promptly, miss hart.
- What have we learned so far about the victims?
- A surveyor discovered the first body
In a shallow grave, and we've uncovered two more
In our investigation.
- Killed by the same method?
- So it would seem.
- Do you believe there's a sequential
Killer on the loose?
- Certainly looks that way.
(choi): Have you investigated
Many multiple murders, detective?
- Unfortunately, yes.
We call them sequential killings.
- Good then. You have experience.
And are you up to this grim task, miss hart?
- Oh, it'll be quite the challenge
Examining all the bodies simultaneously,
Given the size of the morgue.
- We'll find a bigger space,
Hopefully not too far from the crime scene.
- Pardon me.
Name's macafee.
I own a farm just up the road.
I may be able to help.
- Are you certain that plank is strong enough to hold a body?
- Seems pretty sturdy to me, miss--
- Violet hart.
So can you get your live body off that and a dead one onto it?
- Right away, miss hart.
- Careful!
He might be dead, but he's still people.
We're sworn to protect
Even those who have already passed on.
- Indeed, constable.
(murdoch): Any initial findings, miss hart?
- Oh, not just yet.
All the bodies have been stripped of clothing,
Personal effects and identification.
- The killer wished to conceal the identity of the victims.
Chief constable brackenreid should be brought up to date.
I'll travel back to the city to brief him.
- Inspector. - Detective.
- Where should we go from here, detective?
- None of the victims have any identification.
With this many of them, the avenues of investigation
Are limitless.
- Well, I suppose we have to pick one.
- I have a suggestion for you.
- A possible lead, mr. Macafee?
- Maybe.
There have been whispers around town
In regard to farley hurd.
He hunts squirrels in this neck of the woods.
It's possible that he might have seen something,
Or maybe done something.
- Where might we find this mr. Hurd?
- Hurd keeps to himself.
I think he built a shack in the woods,
North of where these poor souls were buried.
- Right. Thank you.
Roberts. With us.
- Right away.
- Oh, uh, constable roberts, detective watts.
- Ah. - Good to meet you, sir.
- Uh, n-not sir. Just, uh, detective.
And when we're not on duty, llewellyn.
- Where I'm from, everyone is sir or ma'am.
Uh, my father used to say first names are for friends.
- I'm certain we'll get there, constable. Let's go.
(mysterious music)
(birds cawing)
- Sir. Do you see the vultures circling?
- That's never a good sign.
- Shall we?
- Suppose this was him. He was here recently.
- On the run? - I don't know.
(roberts): Good lord!
- Farley hurd?
- I don't think he's answering, sir.
- Detective.
- "may god forgive me for the evil I done."
- No sign of rigor.
- He died recently.
- He may have heard that the police
Are investigating the graves.
- So he took his own life before we could get to him.
- Just please tell me every day isn't as hairy as this one.
- Oh, no, this is...
This is somewhat of an exception,
Constable roberts.
Um...
Right. Let's get him to miss hart.
- At least he saved us the trouble
Of having to hang him.
- Mm.
Any more information on the victims, miss hart?
- Uh, here's what I know so far.
They were all adult males,
Each shot with a small single-calibre bullet
To the back of the head at close range.
- Anything to distinguish them one from another?
- Oh, indeed.
Victim a was five feet, ten inches tall.
He had signs of gout. And a scar on his hip.
Which appears to be the result
Of a prior surgical operation, so not much to go on.
- Well, it's a start.
- Victim b was bald, five foot six.
- Any distinguishing scars on this one?
- Uh, no, but I did notice this.
All four of his canine teeth were filed flat.
- Why would someone do that?
- That is the question.
Victim c, five foot nine in stature.
He had a small but distinctive tattoo
On the inside of his right wrist.
- Religious symbol?
- Uh, that was my impression, as well,
But I don't recognize it.
Moving on to victim d.
He had several unique features
Including these small punctures through his lobulus auriculae.
- Interesting.
- Mm. He also had scarring on his shoulders,
Which appear to be deliberate.
- Deliberate and decorative. - Hm.
- As if burned with a hot iron.
- Indeed.
As for this poor fellow, victim e.
He stood five foot four.
Black hair, fastened in a sort of top knot
At the crown of his skull.
- Excellent work, miss hart.
When you have a moment to summarize your findings,
I'll be sure to give them to inspector choi.
- Still no indication of the victims' identities?
- None.
We know they were all male, all adult,
And all killed with a single gunshot at close range.
- Other than that, there's nothing by which to--
- This man is korean.
- Sir?
- Note the topknot.
It's called a sangtu.
It's a style worn by adult men back in joseon.
(murdoch): Is that what that's called?
- How would one of my countrymen
End up in a shallow grave in ontario?
I believe these men are not from canada.
These anatomical idiosyncrasies
Point to various far-flung cultures.
- How did a semiliterate hermit like farley hurd
Lure an international pool of victims to canada?
- He didn't.
- Farley hurd didn't perpetrate these crimes.
- The killer is still out there.
(tense music)
- A case like this does merit the attention
Of the toronto constabulary.
As to your theory, inspector, I have my doubts.
- Respectfully, sir,
There's no doubt this is a work of a sequential killer.
- Farley hurd's staged suicide was likely a coverup--
- Staged? I doubt that.
Hurd knew that the constabulary was closing in,
So chose suicide. Case closed.
(phone ringing)
Oh, excuse me, gentlemen.
Chief constable brackenreid.
Mm.
Thank you, miss hart.
(clears throat)
Hurd's suicide was staged.
No powder burns.
He was shot from a distance and moved.
No need to look like the cats that got the bloody cream!
Any ideas of the victims?
- We're pursuing the theory that these men
Arrived in canada from other countries around the world.
- How would a killer lure victims from around the world?
- Via telegram.
I'm planning to visit the nearest telegraph office
To the burial site.
- Murdoch and I will attend that.
Head back to station house four, inspector.
Make some phone calls. See what you can find.
(mysterious music)
(indistinct chatter)
- Something on your mind, constable roberts?
- What'll happen to them after you're finished
The post-mortem examinations?
- Well, we don't know their names
, so they'll be buried in unmarked graves.
- If anything happened to me,
I would want my family to know about it.
I wouldn't want them spending their lives wondering.
- You're a sensitive sort, are you?
- Is that a bad thing? - On the contrary.
It's quite refreshing.
- Yes, I do in fact have a customer
Who sends telegrams around the world.
- We'll need the name of that individual.
- I don't know his name,
Or even what he looks like.
No, he-he slips envelopes under the door
With the messages he wants sent.
- What's the nature of these messages?
- I can't say. - Surely you can.
- Actually, I can't.
Uh, the telegrams are always in foreign languages,
And I only speak english. - Ah.
Are you sure about that, miss, uh,
Klo... Klo--
- Klobenfelster.
I do recall one detail.
The telegrams all included a return address.
- And what's this address?
- Oh, I must have typed it a hundred times.
It was post office box 36, kleinburg.
(indistinct chatter)
- I am unable to honour your request.
- Oh, sorry, miss. The post office is closed.
- Oh. - For today.
- We are investigating a murder.
We need access to postal box number 36.
- Out of the question. - Is that so?
- I am the trusted guardian
Of the sanctity of the canadian postal system.
This client registry is my holy bible.
I have sworn to protect the integrity
Of these postal boxes, and no man is going to--
Sir, the lighting in here is actually quite dim,
So you might want to leave those open.
- Listen, we have a murderer on the loose.
- A court order is forthcoming.
- But in the meantime, why don't you bust open that box
Before I bust open something else.
Chop, chop, sunshine.
That wasn't that hard, was it? - Hm.
These are all from foreign countries.
- Can't make head nor tail of this.
- Well, that would be german.
- Stop gawking and tell us about the man
Who rents this box. Why so many foreign letters?
- Well, he claimed to have pen pals around the world.
- Is this him?
- No.
- Told you it wasn't hurd.
- This fellow was much younger.
Burly, with long hair.
- Have a look in that bible of yours and give us a name.
- The name is clark diggs.
- We'll need you to give a description of mr. Diggs
To a police sketch artist.
(indistinct chatter)
- Now, I wouldn't touch the telegraph machine
Without mcnabb. He thinks he's the only one
Who can use it. Ha. - All right.
- Oh! And don't touch the main ledger
At the booking desk without asking maclaren first.
- Thank you for telling me all this, constable higgins-newsome.
- Ah, call me henry.
- Thanks, henry. I don't want to step on anyone's toes.
- Ah, these men are all just set in their ways.
As for me, I'm easygoing.
I like to take each day as it comes.
- Is this desk taken? - No!
Ah, well, it, it is,
But you can't sit there. Ah, george crabtree sits there.
- Oh, I haven't met him yet. Where is he?
- He took some time off to write a novel. Hm.
But he'll be back. You could take tucker's desk.
- Is constable tucker coming back?
- Only if he's been thrown in the cells.
(chuckles)
I still have so very much to tell you.
Tucker was an absolute cad. - Okay.
- Germany. Spain. Portugal.
I can't read the country, but the writing
Looks like arabic.
- Sirs,
I've got the sketch artist's depiction of clark diggs.
- Oh, no...
- What is it, watts? - He was one of the men
Lingering at the grave site.
I saw him talking to the farmer who lent us his barn.
- He must have planted the idea
Of hurd as a suspect in farmer macafee's mind.
- And killed hurd to frame him for the murders.
- I could have caught him. He was right there.
As if he was laughing at us.
- Well, we'll see who's laughing
When we slip a noose around his neck.
- Right. Constable roberts,
Take this to o'brian's print shop
And have them run off 200 copies.
- Yes, sir.
Where's o'brian's?
- Right. You know the children's toy store
That's infested with rats? - Oh!
- So, not there, but...
- Any luck? - Not yet.
- Sir. This gentleman says diggs rented a room
From an elderly couple, bert and ingrid hinkle.
I've got the address. - Very good.
- I meant to ask earlier. Who's this bright spark?
- Oh, sir, this is constable roberts.
He's a new hire. - Ah!
Choi said he was going to shake up the station.
You must be part of this brave new world he was talking about.
- He seems able, so far.
- Well, roberts, pay attention to what's going on around you,
Because you're working with the very best.
- Oh! Thank you, sir.
- And murdoch's no slouch either.
(laughing)
- Next steps?
- Well, we're hunting an armed
And extremely dangerous career criminal.
I'd say it's time to summon the troops. Gentlemen.
- Clark diggs!
This is detective william murdoch
Of the toronto constabulary.
We have the house surrounded.
Come out with your hands up.
Prepare to breach on my command.
I don't see anyone inside.
- Sir.
I don't think they're inside.
- It appears diggs killed the hinkles
And then used their home as a base of operations
To lure his victims.
- I know all that. Have you found anything else?
- Detective watts and I have been translating
The letters from diggs' post office box.
- They're from foreign buyers
Responding to an advertisement for cheap land here.
- They would arrive to buy the land in canada,
Only to be murdered by the criminal
Who organized this elaborate grift.
- Mm.
Diggs killed for money then.
So why did he stop two months ago?
- That's when the electric company began erecting
Power lines at the site where the bodies were buried.
- Clark diggs must have packed up and moved
Once he saw us at the grave site.
- He's in the wind, so he's got a head start on us.
- He's going to kill again.
- How do you know that for definite?
- I know he's probably tried the same scheme before.
Detective watts? - It's true.
I made some telephone calls.
The royal canadian mounted police
Investigated a similar burial site
Near oshawa two years ago.
- How do you intend to hunt him down?
- Detective watts and I have put our heads together.
- Right.
Right. So, uh...
Um...
- Lord help us.
- Um...
Focus on the key phrases from your cue cards.
"welcome to paradise," "land for sale."
Mm?
"hochwertige lederhosen."
An advertisement in german
For high-quality leather knee britches.
Not quite what we're looking for,
But, mm, quite stylish.
They have these nifty suspenders attached.
Good effort, constable, keep looking.
I'm keeping that.
Constable roberts! Where've you been?
- I was working on identifying the victims.
- Inspector choi wants all hands on deck here.
You'll be at the telephone bank. - Who am I calling?
- Telegraph offices are yellow. Post offices are blue.
We'll be calling every one of them within
A 100-mile radius
Asking about any suspicious activity
That could be related to the real estate scam.
Once you've called an office,
You mark it on the map.
Suspicious findings are marked in red.
Is there something you're not clear on?
- No, no, sir, uh, detective.
- Then what?
- Just thinking about the bodies dumped in shallow graves.
The images, they... Stay with you.
- Uh.
Try not to dwell on the dour nature of the crime.
You furnish your home with the dead,
There'll be little room for much else.
Get to work!
- Yes, yes, sir.
Gentlemen.
- Ah, good morning, constable roberts.
Is there anything I could help you with?
- Yes, uh, have you finished examining
All of our victims from the fields?
- Yes, I have.
- Do you think I could take a look at the reports?
- Of course.
- Thank you.
- All right. Ask.
- Ask what? - Why I have this job.
I can tell that you're curious.
- Yes, I did wonder.
There's not a lot of women doctors,
Let alone coroners.
- Ah. I'd always taken an interest
In anatomy and medicine,
And I don't mind working with the dead.
- I suppose they can't argue with you.
(chuckling)
- I get enough of that at the starbright.
- I've walked past that place. I haven't been in.
- You should. Uh, I'll stand you a drink.
It's my club.
- You own the starbright? - Indeed.
And I've also been bringing in more musicians
And singers as of late.
It's quite the establishment.
- Miss hart, you are full of surprises.
- You have no idea.
- I'll get these reports back to you soon. Thank you.
- And I'll be seeing you at the starbright tonight?
- Yes, ma'am.
(indistinct chatter)
- It's been three weeks, sir, and we still have no leads.
- I wouldn't say that. We're narrowing our options.
We know where he isn't.
- Or maybe, gentlemen,
He decided to cut his losses
And stopped killing people for money.
Maybe he'd made enough to retire.
Perhaps we should give it up. This is a wild goose chase.
- Ah!
Bienvenido al paraiso!
- ¿encontró algo, detective?
- Si, inspector, mire aqui.
- How about in a language we can all understand, watts.
- "bienvenido al paraiso"
Means welcome to paradise.
- It's a phrase that was used in a newspaper clipping
That was found on one of the bodies.
- Inspector choi?
- Is... Is this...?
- Paradise! Or nak-won, as we say in joseon.
Both advertisements are worded identically.
I think we may have found our man.
- All you've found is a couple of advertisements.
- These include an address to a post office box in grimsby.
- Well, now you're talking. Let's head out to grimsby.
- Not yet. Patience, chief constable.
- What are we waiting for?
- I have an idea.
- Well, have to admit, your last one worked.
- We must proceed with caution.
We have no direct evidence proving that the individual
Who posted the grimsby ad is our clark diggs.
- But if it is, we don't want to risk scaring him off again.
We have one chance to catch him.
- And where do the arts and crafts go into it?
- I forged a letter claiming to be a land buyer
From joseon who will soon be arriving in toronto.
- And with this forged postmark,
I'm able to alter the mailing date by several weeks.
- We'll make it appear to have travelled thousands of miles.
- And then?
- Then we mail it to grimsby and wait.
- More waiting.
- Ah, chief constable,
"one moment of patience may ward off great disaster."
- Tell that to the ones that are already dead.
(sighs)
(tense music)
(indistinct chatter)
(knocking) - wanted to see me, sir?
- Yes. Please, take a seat.
(choi clears throat)
So, how are you fitting in?
- Very well, sir.
At least, I think,
But it's what you think that matters.
- I think you're doing very well.
Missing home?
- A little. - Hm.
- But the big city is pretty exciting.
A lot of white faces. - Mm.
And not all of them friendly. - You got that right.
- Don't look at the colour of the skin,
Look at their eyes.
- Ah. Mirror of the soul.
My gran used to say that.
- A wise woman. Hm.
- Inspector, a suspect responded to our letter.
- His greed will be his undoing.
- So, what exactly is the plan?
- I will go undercover as a real estate investor
From joseon. I'll maintain the ruse
Until mr. Diggs takes me to his latest killing fields.
- You intend to go off to god knows where
With a sequential murderer? - I do.
- Why don't we just nab him at the post office?
- Ah, connecting diggs to his latest victims
Is the only way we can get the evidence to convict him.
- Murdoch, tell me you haven't agreed to this.
- It's a good plan, sir.
- You're going to get yourself killed.
- Not if I can help it.
- Fair enough. I'll bite. So what's the plan?
(murdoch): We'll discreetly dispatch constables
In civilian garb to descend on the streets of grimsby.
(humming)
I'll be posted at a high vantage point
To monitor the operation as it unfolds.
(choi): And I'll be in my undercover persona
Waiting at the designated meeting area
Equipped with detective murdoch's
Ingenious new tracking device.
(brackenreid): Tracking device?
(murdoch): I've adapted the trackizer
To allow us to follow the killer's vehicle
At a discreet distance.
(watts): Meanwhile, I'll be waiting in an auto
Out of sight of the pick-up spot.
(beeping) (murdoch): Once diggs picks up
Inspector choi, I'll then join detective watts.
(watts): We'll follow their auto and higgins and roberts
Will be right behind us.
(murdoch): We'll follow the trackizer's
Signal wherever the killer decides to drive,
Thus keeping an eye at all times on inspector choi.
(choi): Once I've located diggs' new burial site,
I'll activate a switch on the tracker...
(murdoch): ...Signaling our team to descend upon the scene
And arrest the perpetrator.
- Mr. Han choong-ho?
Uh, uh, I don't bite.
(speaking korean)
- Oh, uh, I forgot. Here.
- Oh. Hm.
(loudly): This note will explain everything.
I'm a real estate broker.
I'm going to drive you out
To go see the land and meet the seller.
- Ah.
- Okay. Good.
Clark, you idiot.
(huffs) hell with this.
I'm not waiting anymore.
(tires screeching)
- Stop that man!
(panting)
(grunting)
- Toronto constabulary. We would like a word, please.
- Great work, henry.
Get him to station house four.
- What the hell for? - For further questioning,
Mr. Diggs. I'd like to know just how many men
You've left buried in shallow graves.
Let's get to the vehicles.
- Uh, where are we going, sir? We've already got him.
- Mr. Diggs here has co-conspirators. How many?
Are they armed?
Get him out of my sight!
They have choi. Let's go.
Drive.
(engine starting)
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
(sighs)
(device beeping)
- They're getting a bit far away for my liking.
- Oh.
(humming)
(device beeping)
- All right, I don't want you to take your eyes off the road,
But... - All right.
- It's like... - Oh.
- Looks about right, uh? - Here.
- I don't... I... Don't-- - no, it'll... Oh!
- I wouldn't say-- I wouldn't say hit it...
- Hit-hit it harder! - Hit it harder.
Okay. All right.
- See? See, look. - Okay, now I got it.
- Okay. Okay. Okay. All right.
(device beeping)
I, I can't, can't be too sure...
- You're supposed to be reading that thing!
- Of course, of course. I'm reading it. I'm reading it.
It's just that the numbers keep going this way, or that way.
- Hm.
Hm...
(device beeping)
(beeping fizzles and stops)
- Uh... - What's happened?
- Inspector choi should have signalled us by now.
A-and there's no way that the transmitter
Would have ceased functioning.
Unless...
The power lines, watts!
They must be interfering with the signal!
- Where are roberts and higgins?
- We used to have this one chap at station house four, though,
Slugger jackson. Could hit a ball a mile.
He died, though.
- And more importantly...
Where's inspector choi?
(rapid beeping)
(beeping stops)
- What are you looking at?
Oh! Huh. Is that real silver?
- Ha.
- Guess we'll find out soon enough, won't we?
Where's that turnoff?
(tense music)
Here we are!
Ah...
Are you excited? I know I am.
Good.
This way.
- Mr. Han choong-ho?
Nicolai kinsky. - Oh.
(speaking korean)
(with korean accent): Oh, you know, I am a businessman.
I speak fluent english.
- Oh! Charming. - Yeah.
- I never had the knack for the korean language.
- Mm. - I imagine you are eager
To see your acreage. - Oh, yeah.
- But first, did you bring the money?
- Oh. It's, uh, right here. Uh, show me the land.
- Uh, it is just through these trees.
After you. Please.
Where's clark?
- He disappeared. He's out of the cut.
- - You see anything? - Not yet.
- Be careful, sir!
I once saw a fellow turned to bacon on some power lines.
Yeah.
- There!
Just over the next ridge.
There's a car parked by the tree line.
Let's go.
- Welcome to paradise, my friend.
You're not staying, myra?
- I'm sorry, nicky.
I don't enjoy this part as much as you do.
- Uh. You're staying.
Isn't it beautiful?
- It's...
It's... Exactly as I expected.
Actually, it's better than I expected!
Uh, how many more acres of land do you have for sale?
I'll buy it all. Huh.
- I still don't see the inspector.
- Strategy, detective?
- Right, we'll proceed in this direction, quickly,
And see if we can encircle them.
Constable roberts, you stay here.
If they try to escape, follow them.
- Can I have a weapon?
- There's a rifle in the trunk,
But only if absolutely necessary.
- I'll pay top dollar.
I just need to find a bank and, uh, withdraw the funds.
- Uh, one moment.
He says he has tons of dough in a bank.
- Well, I like money. You like money.
Let's go clean out his account.
- Greed clouds your judgement, myra.
- It's easy money.
Why not take him for everything he's got?
- Too risky.
Ah, mr. Han. Huh.
I will not sell you any more land.
In fact, I'm not going to sell you any land at all.
Ah! (gunshot)
(grunting)
(groaning)
(gunshot)
(grunts)
- Ha! - Drop your weapons.
- I don't think I will.
Come on, nicky. - Give it up.
You'll have to kill all of us, and you'll never get away.
- I always get away.
And don't tempt me. I'd rather enjoy killing you.
- They know who we are, nicky.
And they saw me kill a man.
We don't have a choice.
You should have just left well enough alone.
(gunfire)
- I will not leave well enough alone.
- Constable roberts. - My apologies, sir.
Thought it was necessary.
- Where'd you learn to shoot like that?
- Chatham country fair champion, six years running.
- Sir.
(groaning)
- Hey, got-- come on.
(grunting)
- Excellent invention, detective.
I would suggest a little more padding, though.
Ha. You two will pay the highest possible price,
And it still won't be enough.
(sighs)
These men dreamed of a better life.
They didn't deserve this.
Their families didn't deserve this.
- Uh, constable, this case is over.
- Uh, with all due respect, it's not.
Do you recall the victim with the surgical scar?
- I do. - Miss hart found
He had a false hip, partially constructed of ivory.
- Go on.
- There's a doctor in germany.
Themistocles gluck.
He invented the hip joint.
But he only installed 14 of them. Only 14!
I'm going to contact dr. Gluck,
Find that man's name and his family.
He will not be buried in an unmarked grave.
- Very good, constable.
- Excuse me.
- That roberts is a good cop.
I'm glad he's on board. - Hm.
(distant laughter)
(sighs)
(phone ringing)
- Constable roberts.
Oh, detective watts.
I'll be right there. Let me get the address.
Yes.
Yes, yes. I got it.
All right. I'll be right there.
(lively music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
- Constable roberts!
I see you finally deigned to accept my offer.
- I still can't believe you own this place.
- Hm. What do you think?
- There sure isn't anything like this in chatham.
- I suppose I should take that as a compliment.
(chuckling)
- Uh, detective watts told me to meet him here.
He said it was urgent.
- Teddy!
About time you got here!
Your drink was getting warm,
Had to protect it from henry, here.
Here, here, have a seat.
- Thank you, sir.
- Oh, oh, oh! Oh.
Remember, there are no sirs here.
- We're all just dedicated officers of the law.
- Right. Right.
It was a hard case for you to start on,
But you did a heck of a job.
- If that had been my first case,
I may have run for the doors.
- Well, it crossed my mind.
- Mm-mm. But you didn't,
So have a drink with your fellow coppers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- All right. If I can't have that one, to the bar I go.
- Okay. - He never does this.
- Oh, really? - He never does this.
This surprises me.
- Yes, not for you, then.
(overlapping chatter)
(laughing)
(theme music)