Law & Order Toronto: Criminal Intent (2024) s03e10 Episode Script
XOXO
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[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's war on crime,
the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives
of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.
- These are their stories.
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
- [CLAPPING]
- Thank you for your support
during this campaign and I cannot wait
to get to Ottawa, roll up
my sleeves, and get to work.
[CROWD]: Yeah! [CLAPPING]
Because Parties change, terms end,
Environment Ministers, we come and go.
And I am not here to be remembered.
[WHISPERING]: Peter, stop it.
You're making it look like you wrote it.
[CLAIRE]: Worth remembering.
[WHISPERING]: I did.
- [CLAPPING]
- [JOURNALIST]: Miss Matthews,
you used to work as a litigator
for the very industries
- that are destroying our planet.
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
Why should we trust you as
our Environment Minister?
Every time that I went
to court, I told myself
that someone needed to
defend these companies.
And someone does. But not me.
- [CLAPPING]
- Not anymore!
You see, I know these guys
and I know how to fight them.
And now, I am here
to defend our country,
our land, our lakes.
I am here to make this country
a better place for our children.
- [CLAPPING]
- For my son.
[CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Charles, with respect,
the Board never understood your
decision in the first place.
With respect, I don't really care.
The land is useless
to this company. I
I strongly encourage
you to get rid of it.
I've a good feeling about this.
Housekeeping.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[GASPING]
Peter. Have you seen my phone?
Calendar updated.
- Did Owen leave already?
- Yeah, he yelled, "Bye".
- You were in the shower.
- [SIGHING]: Wow.
It's weird. We're going
to be empty nesters soon.
Claire, you are going to have
an entire country to take care of.
Thank you.
[DOOR OPENING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Oscar, right?
- Uh, no. It's Owen.
Okay, whatever.
Just need to drop off my stuff
and we'll head to the chapel.
You good to wait here? I'll
show you around the school?
Yeah. Sure, it's fine.
Sit tight.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
Graff, it's a universal truth.
Court gets cancelled,
the only thing left
to do is enjoy the day.
I don't make the rules.
Yeah, summer's got the highest
crime rate of any season.
Well, you know what else it has?
Root beer floats.
You always say they
remind you of summer.
You really want to relive my childhood?
[POLICE SIRENS CHIMING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
What did I tell you about summer, huh?
[SIGHS]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- [STATICKY VOICES OVER RADIO]
[POLICE SIRENS CHIMING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[THEME SONG]
That was fast. What
are you guys doing here?
[BATEMAN]: Not sure yet. We
were about to get ice cream.
What do we got?
Claire Matthews?
Newly elected, uh, member of Parliament
for University-Rosedale.
Yeah. Officers are securing
the home. No one's inside.
Next of kin?
Haven't found anyone
yet. We'll keep trying.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
It's strange.
Jumpers usually take off
their shoes and glasses
in an intuitive desire
to preserve order.
[BATEMAN SIGHING]
There's nothing orderly about this.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Well, looks like her win
cleaned out every florist in town.
Any sign of a suicide note or journal?
- [CAMERA SHUTTER]
- No, sir. Nothing yet.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [CAMERA SHUTTER]
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
If she was standing on the stool,
her waist would be
just above the railing.
It's a point for suicide.
She could also have been
reaching for those geraniums.
Looks like she was
deadheading the plant.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
[BATEMAN GROANING]
Well, if she was up here to reach,
she could've slipped.
Might be an accident.
Or [SIGHING] she was
up there and somebody
pushed her over the edge.
Yeah, would've been someone she knows.
Someone she feels comfortable with.
Well, da Silva always says,
"What's the best way to kill someone?
Push them from a great height."
The fall renders every
forensic detail indeterminant.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC SWELLING]
Now, right now, we still got
accident, suicide, or murder.
The husband's in the lobby.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Mr. Moore,
did your wife have any history
of mental illness, depression?
Okay. [INHALING]
I realize this is delicate.
Did Claire ever attempt
or discuss suicide?
Claire would never take her own life.
Okay, what makes you say that?
She just won her riding.
I was her campaign manager.
She was tapped by the PM to
be Minister of the Environment.
She was on top of the world.
Claire would never
choose to leave her work.
- Or her family.
- Hmm.
Oh, my God. Where's Owen?
- Oh, that's right. Your son.
- My step-son.
Claire's first husband
died when Owen was little.
Uh, he's a Clifford. I need to
You cannot tell him, he cannot
hear this from a stranger.
Well, we'll drive you up there.
Unfortunately, we are
going to need your clothes,
so we can escort you up to get changed.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[RAIN PATTERING]
- [THUNDER RUMBLING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GRUNTING]
- [OWEN, SHAKILY]: No.
- I hear Clifford is a great school.
How long you been a student here?
I'm not. I'm supposed
to board here next year.
So I take it your mother
was gonna work from Ottawa.
It's hard to be a good
cabinet minister from Toronto.
At what time did you
leave your home today?
I don't know, like seven?
Okay.
Owen, did anything happen this morning?
Uh, anything conflict, argument?
I told you.
We were all in a high. Claire was
[SIGHING LOUDLY]
She's just on a winning streak.
What about you, Owen?
- Did you, uh, notice anything?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[STAMMERING]: I-I don't think so.
She was in the shower when I left.
I said goodbye, but
I don't know if she heard me.
As far as we can tell,
Claire Matthews had absolutely
no reason to end her own life.
According to her loving husband and son,
she wasn't depressed, had no
history of substance abuse.
The woman was on top of the world.
Now, let's stay on this one,
especially given who she is.
[GRAFF]: Yeah, we
spoke to a Mason Thorne
and a Clifford tour guide.
Owen was on a rousing tour of
the chapel when his mother died.
Hmm. And what about the
loving husband? Where was he?
Two-hour trail run on the Beltline.
Oh, that's convenient.
Mark is checking to
see if there are cameras
along the trail to confirm the alibi.
Someone might have seen something.
In the meantime, me and this
guy have the great pleasure
of knocking on about 200 doors.
Well, maybe just one.
Let's start with the ornithophile
- on the eighth floor.
- [OFFICE PHONES RINGING]
[CURIOUS MUSIC]
[MAN OVER TV]: Peter, I'm
so sorry for your loss.
On the behalf of the
conservative caucus,
- please accept our condolences.
- [PETER]: Thank you.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [MAN]: I'm sorry,
we can't take any more questions.
The investigation is still underway.
Claire will be missed every day.
[CITY DIN]
No luck finding Peter
jogging on the Beltline yet.
Good thing. I know that
there's a place in the city
you can still go without being watched.
But you were right about the
bird lover on the eighth floor.
Here's the footage from
their bird feeder camera.
It doesn't show the balcony,
but the audio picked up
Claire talking to someone.
- [STATICKY CITY DIN]
- [STATICKY CHATTER]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
- Really?
- Yeah, hang on. I enhanced it.
- [BIRD CHIRPING]
- [CITY DIN]
[CLAIRE]: I can't do that.
I've made my final decision.
Let go of me! [SCREAMING]
- [KEY CLACKS]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Then it was murder. 10:14 AM.
Wait, uh, talking of cameras
Your bad guy knows how to avoid them.
According to the lobby cameras,
after the husband and son left,
no one went up to Claire's
condo until the police arrived.
Then how did our killer get inside?
Yes, there were cameras in the lobbies,
so Claire came up with
a hack. As she does
Did. We started using
this service entrance
during the campaign.
No press, no nosy doormen,
no enemies, no fans.
"We all". Who's "all"?
Everyone.
Me, the family, her
volunteers, her press secretary.
We all had a key to the condo.
It was pretty come and go.
And Tildy, do you mind
telling us where you were?
Monday morning?
[INCREDULOUSLY]: You serious?
I worshipped Claire.
And on Monday morning, I was picking up
a jacket that she left
at the Archer Hotel.
What was she doing there?
She had a meeting.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- I'm not allowed
to talk about our guests.
[WHISPERING]: Violation of privacy.
Well, Claire Matthews was murdered,
so we need to get a sense
of who she was, the company she kept.
Anything at all would help.
There was no business
happening in those meetings.
Unless you mean dirty business.
Do you have any idea how
much damage red rose petals
will do to Egyptian cotton?
Looked like a murder scene.
No joke.
Wow, that's a keeper.
Can you, uh, airdrop that to me?
- Sure.
- [PHONE DINGS]
So, Claire Matthews was
having sex with someone here.
[CHUCKLING]
Did you ever get a look at them?
Tall, older guy.
Was it him?
- Her husband, Peter.
- No, but that's the guy
that got banned from the
hotel a few weeks ago.
There's a photo of him
posted in the security office.
Should talk to Ronald.
Three weeks ago, 5:45 PM.
[INHALING]: Oh, and our
cameras don't have audio
due to privacy laws,
but you'll get the gist.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
Had to send security
down to break it up.
[GRAFF]: Trouble in paradise.
Husband finds out
she's having an affair.
That could be enough to
send them both over the edge.
I gotta say, you've got
the worst luck with cameras
out of anyone I think I've ever met.
I've been doing this a while.
But we can't find a single frame
of you on this running trail
on the day of your wife's
murder and yet, here you are
assaulting her at a hotel. [EXHALING]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
That must've been a painful day for you.
I mean, you give everything to Claire,
work around the clock to
make her dreams come true,
and then you find out that
she's sleeping with someone else.
I was heartbroken.
I thought of packing up everything
and leaving that night,
I thought of leaking
it to the press. I thought
about destroying her career.
So what did you do?
I decided to accept it.
[SHAKILY]: My wife, she
didn't love me anymore,
and apparently, there's
nothing you can do about that.
- [OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
- We discussed it
and she decided that once we
got to Ottawa, we would split.
Quietly and she would
facilitate a lateral move for me.
Well. That sounds remarkably cordial
under the circumstances,
but unfortunately,
we still can't corroborate
your whereabouts
- at the time on the day
- Okay, wait
- of your wife's murder.
- Hold on, please, look.
When I run, there's
a guy that I see there
all the time. He's
got a blue RBC jacket,
he's got these bright
orange running shoes,
and I definitely passed him that day.
All right, we'll see.
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
- Mom was acting weird.
Not bad. Just different.
- Different how?
- Like her mood.
She seemed really happy, but distracted.
You know what about?
She never admit it, but I
think she was cheating on Peter.
Why'd you think that?
Because these gifts would show up.
- What kind of gifts?
- Flowers mostly.
Uh, book of poetry.
I remember one time
Peter was out camping,
some restaurant delivered
coconut cream pie.
All the note said was "XOXO".
Hmm.
What was the, um, colour of the box?
I'm assuming [CHUCKLING]
the pie came in a box?
Yeah. It was, uh, navy blue.
Now, the only restaurant that I know
that serves coconut cream
pie in a navy box is Bardi's.
[GROANING]: I hate that place.
What's wrong with Bardi's?
It's fancy, you like food,
and they've got the
biggest shrimp in town.
I had to spend every birthday there.
No pizzas, no bouncy castles.
I didn't know what a birthday
cake was until I could shave.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
- Morning.
- I'm sorry,
we're not open just yet.
We're with the Toronto
police. I'm Detective Bateman,
- this is Detective Graff.
- Henry!
Is that you? It's been years.
Andre, yes. It's, uh,
[SIGHING] been a while.
Henry used to come in
here all the time as a kid.
We'd have to make him special plates,
so that his food would
not touch the other food.
Well, we have a few questions regarding
an ongoing investigation.
Has he always been this charming?
From day one.
Do you recognize this woman?
Name of Claire Matthews?
Yes. She was in here a few times.
Do you happen to remember
if she was with anyone?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
She was here with your father.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
My father?
[SIGHING]: Well, that
certainly complicates things.
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Well, I can tell you right now
that Andre's already
on the phone with him,
so let's pay the old man a visit.
Uh I don't think that's a good idea.
Ah, come on, he lives 10 minutes away.
A couple questions won't
hurt and if things turn weird,
even a little weird, we're out.
- Graff.
- Come on, Bateman.
I'm the picture of professionalism.
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
-
- [LOUD KNOCKING AT DOOR]
- [RAIN PATTERING]
This is where you grew up?
No, not really. I was only
here when I wasn't at school.
Moved out first chance I got.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Henry?
It's good to see you.
What's it been? 10 years?
Come in. Come in.
Charles Graff. Lovely to meet you.
Frankie Bateman. Uh, Detective Bateman.
Couldn't you tell us about
your relationship with, um,
Claire Matthews?
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
The fact that you're here tells me
you already know that
Claire and I were seeing each other.
Romantically. Little
over six months now.
So you're aware of her death.
Yes, I heard it on the news.
Just like everybody else.
I was under the impression
that she took her own life.
- Is that true?
- Would that surprise you?
Yes.
Claire seemed happy, fulfilled.
We were madly in love. [INHALING]
Suicide seems completely
out of character.
So what'd you get out of your
relationship with Claire? Hmm?
Was it sex? Excitement? Access to power?
You rarely get close to
someone without an angle.
I didn't have an angle.
I told you. I adored Claire.
Hence the gifts, huh?
See, if my father wants someone
or something from someone,
he carpet bombs them with gifts.
Desserts, books, flowers
Tie pins.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Those were my grandfather's.
Which I gave to you.
First day of Lakefield
College, wasn't it?
Gift-giving isn't a
psychological warfare tactic.
It's my way of showing affection, Henry.
You of all people
should know that by now.
[CHUCKLING]: God knows
I've tried to reach you.
I do know.
But I also know if you love
someone and they cross you,
things usually don't go well for them.
- Claire didn't cross me.
- That's not a denial.
Okay, that's enough.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Henry, I'm serious. We're leaving.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
Mr. Graff.
My insight into my father
could prove a vital asset
to this investigation.
No! You're compromised.
[STAMMERING]: I'm compromised?
My father is a morally bankrupt
high-functioning sociopath
who always has an angle
and I guarantee you, if
he killed his latest lover,
it's because she withheld
something from him.
Okay, so.
What was his angle with Claire Matthews?
Well, I-I don't know yet, but, uh,
leave me on the case and I'll find out.
Graff, the answer is no.
[TENSE MUSIC]
And that is final.
Bateman can run this without you.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [SOMBER MUSIC]
So what do I do in the meantime?
I don't know, maybe trust your partner?
Work another case or better yet,
why don't you take some vacation days?
Go roam around the AGO or however it is
that you choose to
spend your spare time.
[SIGHING]
I'm a McMichael Gallery man, myself.
You know, it's basic to,
uh, love the Group of Seven,
but, uh, fantastic.
Inspector.
Bateman.
Ah, he took it better than I expected.
I think even Graff knows that
if he's found to be investigating
his own father as a murder suspect,
our entire case against the
man gets washed away at trial.
- [ELEVATOR DINGING]
- Hold the doors, please.
[HOLNESS]: So, who the
hell is Charles Graff?
[DOOR SHUTTING]
[CITY DIN]
[FINGERS TAPPING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Excuse me.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Excuse me.
Yes? What can I do for you?
I'm Owen Matthews.
Did you know my mom? Claire?
I did.
I found this.
I know you were having an affair.
So, like, were you gonna move to Ottawa?
Did you-did you talk about that?
I don't know, did you talk
about taking me with you?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
I'm sorry, we never
talked about you at all.
[CAR HONKING]
[SIGHING]
Keep it nearby for me, would you?
Of course, Mr. Graff.
[DISTANT CAR HONKING]
[STAMMERING]: Excuse me, sir.
Uh, my father, he just said
he left his meds in the car.
He wants me to take them up.
He's gotta take them three
times a day, you know?
[SIGHING]: Keeps forgetting.
Sorry, and you are?
Oh, uh, Henry, his son. Henry Graff.
Here.
Yeah?
- Yeah, I don't know.
- You know what?
You're just doing your job. It's okay.
Let's just, uh, cross our fingers
and hope he doesn't have
another heart attack.
Sir.
Thank you. Thank you.
[GRUNTING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Monday the 26th.
Up on St. George Street.
You were at Claire's.
I knew it.
- [OFFICE DIN]
- So, I've been looking into
Charles Graff.
He's been married twice, has
two sons, Henry and Miles,
his second marriage
ended in a vicious divorce
and his first marriage
was to Graff's mother who died in 1987.
Maggie Graff, formerly Maggie Graham,
hanged herself in her Paris
apartment when Graff was 12?
Death was ruled a
suicide by Paris police.
- Yeah. [SIGHING]
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
But, uh, I think Graff
believes his father killed her.
I asked for a copy of the
case file from Paris PD.
They said they'd send them
over as soon as possible.
Okay.
Inspector, Claire Matthews'
death looked like a suicide,
so did Maggie's. I'm not
saying it's a pattern,
but I think that's
what he's reacting to.
[SIGHING]: Yeah. Agreed.
So if Charles Graff
always have an angle,
what was his angle with Claire Matthews?
Well, he runs Titan Incorporated.
Land development, pulp and paper,
- mining.
- Mining?
What's the CEO of a major
corporation with mining interest
doing with a newly appointed
Minister of Environment?
That's a lot of angles.
That's what I'm saying.
- We're taking it on the road?
- [SIGHING]: Yeah.
- Why? You wanna join me?
- Hell yeah.
- I used to be a cop.
- [CHUCKLING]
Give me 10 minutes, I'll
meet you in the parking lot.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Morning.
- Hey.
I didn't expect to see you today.
Uh, I thought I'd catch
up on some paperwork.
How's the case going?
- It's coming.
- Mm-hmm?
Look.
We found that other jogger on CCTV
near the west exit off the Beltline.
We tracked him down and he
confirmed the husband's alibi.
So
[PASSIVE GRUNTING]
Henry, I'm so sorry about all this.
Frankie, it's-it's fine.
As long as you're making progress,
which, you are.
[SOFTLY]: Yeah.
[OFFICE DIN]
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[SIGHING]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
-
Okay, so six months ago,
one of Charles' companies
bought a ton of land
near McFaulds lake in James Bay.
Yeah, that entire area is a
rare earth element motherload.
It's why they call it the Ring of Fire.
Yeah, but no one can mine it right now.
It's been put under protection
by the federal government,
pending review.
What if he was trying
to change Claire's mind?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Woo her with coconut cream pies,
so she would remove the protections?
As Minister of the Environment,
she would have the kind of
influence to make that happen.
But instead, she doubled down
on her environmental commitment.
She's loud and she's proud about it.
Maybe Charles got angry when all
that land he bought was worthless.
Whoo. Angry enough to kill her?
Owen. Your step-father in?
Yeah, come in.
Peter, the police are here.
Where's your trash?
Oh, uh, it's just the pull-out
bin next to the microwave.
[PLASTIC CRINKLING]
Do you know who, uh,
who sent your mom these roses?
I mean, she got a bunch of
flowers after the election.
Yeah, I noticed, but the others,
they were all put in water.
Did your mom do that?
No, I did that.
- Every night.
- You did?
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
- Mom and I would talk.
She'd pour herself
a glass of wine and
I'd put the flowers in water.
Right, so these couldn't be here
the night before your mother
died or they'd be in water.
Is that what you're saying?
Uh, yeah, they must've
come the next morning.
Maybe her new boyfriend.
[SIGHING]
Think you could give us a second, bud?
Yeah.
Ah, Mr. Moore, I, uh,
came by to ask if, uh,
you recognize this man?
[TENSE MUSIC]
- Is that him?
- It is.
Oh, huh, I've met him.
He shook my hand.
I thought he was just
another corporate mogul
willing to donate to Claire's campaign
if she did what he wanted.
- I think he's a developer or something?
- Why do you say that?
Because when I met him in
Claire's office, he had a
he had a map of James Bay on her desk.
[INHALING]: Let me guess, McFaulds Lake?
- What?
- Thank you for your time.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
-
- [PHONE RINGING]
Yes?
[CITY DIN]
[SIGHING]: It's fine. Let him in.
[RECEIVER CLANKING]
Fall from a great height.
Very hard to tell forensically
if it's suicide or murder.
You're improving your MO.
They let you stay on Claire's case?
Must've been very upsetting
to watch your girlfriend
double down on her commitment
to the environment in that
press conference last week.
It's always made you angry
- when women don't give you what you want.
- What are you talking about?
I'm talking about the land you've
had your eye on for 20 years.
James Bay, the Canadian shield.
Very pesky with indigenous folks,
but rich in hard rock, lithium,
and base metals. You used
the call it the next Pilbara.
You watched your buddies in
Australia get rich off lithium
and you were desperate to do the same.
So what'd you do? You buy
the land and then make the
romantic play for Claire,
hoping she'd reconsider?
Rezone McFaulds Lake for mining?
And what happened when she said no?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Henry?
What are you doing here?
Well, my father here was
sleeping with the next
Minister of the Environment.
He dumped a fortune into her campaign,
she agreed to open
James Bay up for mining,
but then reneged on her
promise at a press conference.
[SCOFFING]: For Christ's sake, Henry.
She didn't renege on anything.
Claire was a very smart woman.
She knew she would win her seat
by running on an environmental platform,
but she also knew that
in this economic climate,
it would be absolutely
unrealistic and frankly,
irresponsible
for Canada to ignore the urgent
need for rare earth mines.
So, Claire was planning
on reversing her stance?
Exactly.
After a few respectable
months in office,
she was going to gently concede
to lifting environmental protections
on mining in McFaulds Lake.
It was all worked out.
- Well, that's corruption.
- It's absolutely not.
It was a smart businessman
convincing an equally smart politician
to do what's right for this country.
I bought the land,
I lobbied the person who
would decide its fate,
and all of this was decided
long before we became
romantically involved.
I didn't kill Claire.
[STERNLY]: I loved her.
Desperately. And without her,
my investment is worthless.
Who knows what her replacement will do?
It's all here.
Emails, texts, help yourself.
That was a nice romantic
and patriotic spiel,
but it's fiction. I saw your GPS,
you were at Claire's condo
the morning she was pushed.
We planned to meet
nearby at Museum Café.
No, no, no. You're doing it again.
I was 12 years old when
you killed my mother
and made it look like a suicide!
- [BATEMAN]: Henry.
- You are a monster,
a narcissist, and the reason,
the very reason I do what I do.
We are leaving now.
Get off of me.
Leave now or I will have you removed.
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[MUTTERING]: That son of a bitch.
- Know what? I'm going back in.
- No, you're not.
You can either sit in the
front seat of the car with
me or you can ride in
the back. Your choice.
Oh, that's how it is now, is it?
Listen to yourself, for God's sake.
You are jeopardizing
a murder investigation.
Could you please just
trust my instincts?
What instincts?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[SIGHING]
[GLASS THUDDING]
[DOOR OPENING AND SHUTTING]
[APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS]
You should lock your door.
Why?
What am I afraid of?
- [INHALING]
- [FRAME THUDDING]
Espresso?
Do you realize this is the first time
I've ever been inside your home?
And thanks, I'll take a whisky.
We've been partners
for what three years now
and I had to ask a neighbour
which door was yours?
[ALCOHOL POURING]
[GLASS THUDDING]
[SIGHING]
We found your father on CCTV.
Museum Café, 10:14 AM, the exact
moment Claire Matthews was
being pushed off her balcony.
[SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES]
Well, it makes sense.
He's checking his watch.
He was waiting for her to
join him and she was late.
No, he hired someone to kill her
and he was waiting to
find out the job was done.
You think your father hired a hitman
and then parked his car
at the scene of the crime?
It's a perfect alibi, I
mean, come on, Bateman.
Both victims fit the pattern.
My mother invited him into
society, bankrolled him.
Claire gave him access to the
deepest corridors of power.
Graff, your mother wasn't murdered.
- [GLASS THUDDING]
- You don't understand
the man we're dealing with.
He has a sophisticated, analytical mind.
Okay, sure, maybe I'm not brilliant
like you
or your father, maybe
[CHUCKLING]: I don't have
theories about how the
pyramids were created
or whether the Voynich Manuscript
was a lost language or a hoax.
But I do know a grieving
little boy when I see one.
And I learned how to work a crime scene
long before I met you.
[SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES]
Do you know what this is?
It's from the Paris police.
Do I have your permission
to show it to you?
Have you seen it before?
A long time ago.
[PAPERS RUSTLING]
Henry.
If your mother was murdered,
why was the acromion bone
in her shoulder checked?
[SHAKILY]: Because my father
slammed her into a wall,
there was a hole.
Why did the leather strap
burn her neck at the jawline
up to the mastoid process?
Because he-he choked her
while-while she sat at his feet.
It was-it was an act of power.
The evidence is clear.
She hanged herself
from the beam in your kitchen.
She started to panic
when she was losing air,
- like every victim does.
- No, no, no.
She kicked the wall and then
she chipped her shoulder bone
- when her body hit the tile floor.
- He did this.
- He did this to her.
- And then she rolled over
- on impact.
- He took her from me.
Henry.
Your mother. She wasn't taken from you.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
She left you.
You need to see this through your eyes.
Not the eyes of a wounded boy,
but the eyes of a brilliant detective.
[SHAKILY]: How?
How could a mother choose to
to leave her child?
I don't know.
I was her everything.
We were a team.
She was happy that day.
Hmm?
[STAMMERING]: There
were roses on the table.
She was singing as I
as I left to school.
She knew.
[WHIMPERING]
She already knew.
[CRYING]: Oh, God.
[SNIFFLING]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
The roses.
The roses that-that I
saw in Claire's condo.
They made me think of the
rose petals at the hotel
and I figured my father had given them
to Claire on the day she died.
The roses? What roses?
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[PLASTIC CRINKLING]
You know your dad better than I do,
but these are cheap flowers.
He'd buy her Bulgarian roses
from a Yorkville florist,
not some crappy bouquet from a
convenience store on Lonsdale.
And Lonsdale is up near Clifford,
but maybe Owen got them for her.
[STAMMERING]: Those
flowers arrived the day
that Claire died. Owen
was still up at school.
It wasn't Charles Graff.
Are you positive?
Charles has an alibi and no motive.
In fact, Claire's death
cost him a lot of money.
So what are we thinking?
Claire had a new job. A
new purpose, a new lover.
She was moving to
Ottawa, sending her son
to a boarding school,
leaving him, abandoning him.
At least, through his eyes.
The kid?
[SIGHING]
He's 14 years old and he has an alibi.
He was on a school tour.
The tour started at
eight in the morning.
He was paired up with
an older kid named Mason,
who said he never left Owen's side,
but when I pressed, Mason told me
that he did leave Owen alone
on a bench while he went
to make out with his
girlfriend behind the chapel.
Now, he said it was only for a minute,
but when I talked to the girlfriend,
she told me that it was actually
more like the entire
duration of the service.
That is two hours from 9 AM to 11.
So it's possible that he left,
bought $10 roses
from a convenience
store near the school,
took a bus home
to try to convince his mother
to reconsider her decision
to leave him at Clifford.
And then she said no, he
pushed her off the balcony?
Went back to Clifford and no
one even noticed he'd left?
- Circumstantial.
- Which is why
we need to get him to admit it.
Oh, no.
- No!
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
No, Frankie.
When Graff interfered
with this investigation,
he jeopardized not only this case,
but the reputation of the
entire Toronto police
Boss. If we're gonna
get this kid to break,
I need my partner back on this case.
Please.
Please, you need to trust me on this.
[SIGHING]
Are we sure we're doing the right thing?
[SIGHING]: I feel like we
pulled a pin on a hand grenade.
[HOLNESS SIGHING]
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Detective Sergeant Henry Graff.
Your father was sleeping
with my mother, right?
Same last name.
Yes, it is and, um,
yes, he was.
- [SIGHING]
- [PAPERS THUDDING]
Owen, I also lost my mother
when I was around your age.
We were, uh, an inseparable pair.
Thick as thieves. Best friends.
And when she died
- [INHALING DEEPLY]
- [CHAIR CLANKING]
Well, I believed that
my father had killed her.
He killed her, and then moved
me from Paris to Toronto,
and stuck me at a boarding school.
When I found out that he was
involved with your mother,
I was convinced he'd done it again.
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- The signs were everywhere.
Especially the roses. See, he left
roses at your mother's apartment
the day she fell to her death.
Just like he left roses
at my mother's feet.
Now, the death was ruled a suicide
by French police, but
I couldn't accept it because
Because that's-that's
That's not what a
mother's supposed to do.
The contract that a mother enters into
the moment she looks
into her newborn's face,
that she would be there, always.
And that she does not
get to take her own life
because she's so needed,
so crucial, so vital
to another human being.
It took my
It took a close friend
to make me finally
realize that I was wrong.
That she hadn't been murdered.
That she chose death over me.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHAIR THUDDING SOFTLY]
Owen, what I'm about to tell
you is gonna be very hard
for you to hear
because we share something you and me.
We weren't enough.
[SHAKILY BREATHING] We weren't
enough to make our mothers stay.
No, you're wrong.
No, deep down, secretly, your
mother was desperately sad.
And nothing you could give
to her life was enough.
She wasn't sad! She loved me.
She jumped from the
balcony, she left you.
That's not what happened!
No?
What happened?
I wanna go.
I wanna go now.
Yeah, Mr. Moore. Owen is
free to leave at any point.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
No, we're not going anywhere.
[SHAKILY BREATHING]
It's amazing how, uh,
fast love disappears
and how quickly things change.
I mean, everything was going
along fine till this election.
But the thing is, she
knew she was gonna win
and she'd fallen in
love with someone new
and already made plans to
move to Ottawa without you.
Put you in boarding
school full of strangers.
All that time together,
just you and her.
And she was just gonna walk away.
So what'd you do?
Did you get on that bus
and buy her a bunch of crappy roses
to try to convince her
to changer her mind?
Convince her to stay?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[SHAKILY]: She was out by the
balcony watering her plants.
I went out there. Went
out there to talk to her.
And she said that she
wasn't gonna talk about it,
that it was settled.
I told her I just wanted things
to go back to the way they were.
She laughed at me.
So you pushed her.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[CRYING]
And what happened?
It-it was an accident.
I didn't mean to!
[SHAKILY]: It was I was just so mad!
It all happened so fast.
She said she liked roses.
I didn't know they were crappy ones.
[SOBBING]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
[BATEMAN]: Owen, I'm sorry.
You're gonna come with me, okay?
[DOOR OPENING]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[DOOR SHUTTING]
[OFFICE DIN]
[SOFT MUSIC]
What's this?
Root beer float.
- How come?
- Because it's summer and,
uh, to remind us of childhood.
The good parts of it, at least.
[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]
[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's war on crime,
the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives
of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.
- These are their stories.
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
- [CLAPPING]
- Thank you for your support
during this campaign and I cannot wait
to get to Ottawa, roll up
my sleeves, and get to work.
[CROWD]: Yeah! [CLAPPING]
Because Parties change, terms end,
Environment Ministers, we come and go.
And I am not here to be remembered.
[WHISPERING]: Peter, stop it.
You're making it look like you wrote it.
[CLAIRE]: Worth remembering.
[WHISPERING]: I did.
- [CLAPPING]
- [JOURNALIST]: Miss Matthews,
you used to work as a litigator
for the very industries
- that are destroying our planet.
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
Why should we trust you as
our Environment Minister?
Every time that I went
to court, I told myself
that someone needed to
defend these companies.
And someone does. But not me.
- [CLAPPING]
- Not anymore!
You see, I know these guys
and I know how to fight them.
And now, I am here
to defend our country,
our land, our lakes.
I am here to make this country
a better place for our children.
- [CLAPPING]
- For my son.
[CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Charles, with respect,
the Board never understood your
decision in the first place.
With respect, I don't really care.
The land is useless
to this company. I
I strongly encourage
you to get rid of it.
I've a good feeling about this.
Housekeeping.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[GASPING]
Peter. Have you seen my phone?
Calendar updated.
- Did Owen leave already?
- Yeah, he yelled, "Bye".
- You were in the shower.
- [SIGHING]: Wow.
It's weird. We're going
to be empty nesters soon.
Claire, you are going to have
an entire country to take care of.
Thank you.
[DOOR OPENING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Oscar, right?
- Uh, no. It's Owen.
Okay, whatever.
Just need to drop off my stuff
and we'll head to the chapel.
You good to wait here? I'll
show you around the school?
Yeah. Sure, it's fine.
Sit tight.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
Graff, it's a universal truth.
Court gets cancelled,
the only thing left
to do is enjoy the day.
I don't make the rules.
Yeah, summer's got the highest
crime rate of any season.
Well, you know what else it has?
Root beer floats.
You always say they
remind you of summer.
You really want to relive my childhood?
[POLICE SIRENS CHIMING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
What did I tell you about summer, huh?
[SIGHS]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- [STATICKY VOICES OVER RADIO]
[POLICE SIRENS CHIMING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[THEME SONG]
That was fast. What
are you guys doing here?
[BATEMAN]: Not sure yet. We
were about to get ice cream.
What do we got?
Claire Matthews?
Newly elected, uh, member of Parliament
for University-Rosedale.
Yeah. Officers are securing
the home. No one's inside.
Next of kin?
Haven't found anyone
yet. We'll keep trying.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
It's strange.
Jumpers usually take off
their shoes and glasses
in an intuitive desire
to preserve order.
[BATEMAN SIGHING]
There's nothing orderly about this.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Well, looks like her win
cleaned out every florist in town.
Any sign of a suicide note or journal?
- [CAMERA SHUTTER]
- No, sir. Nothing yet.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [CAMERA SHUTTER]
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
If she was standing on the stool,
her waist would be
just above the railing.
It's a point for suicide.
She could also have been
reaching for those geraniums.
Looks like she was
deadheading the plant.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
[BATEMAN GROANING]
Well, if she was up here to reach,
she could've slipped.
Might be an accident.
Or [SIGHING] she was
up there and somebody
pushed her over the edge.
Yeah, would've been someone she knows.
Someone she feels comfortable with.
Well, da Silva always says,
"What's the best way to kill someone?
Push them from a great height."
The fall renders every
forensic detail indeterminant.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC SWELLING]
Now, right now, we still got
accident, suicide, or murder.
The husband's in the lobby.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Mr. Moore,
did your wife have any history
of mental illness, depression?
Okay. [INHALING]
I realize this is delicate.
Did Claire ever attempt
or discuss suicide?
Claire would never take her own life.
Okay, what makes you say that?
She just won her riding.
I was her campaign manager.
She was tapped by the PM to
be Minister of the Environment.
She was on top of the world.
Claire would never
choose to leave her work.
- Or her family.
- Hmm.
Oh, my God. Where's Owen?
- Oh, that's right. Your son.
- My step-son.
Claire's first husband
died when Owen was little.
Uh, he's a Clifford. I need to
You cannot tell him, he cannot
hear this from a stranger.
Well, we'll drive you up there.
Unfortunately, we are
going to need your clothes,
so we can escort you up to get changed.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[RAIN PATTERING]
- [THUNDER RUMBLING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GRUNTING]
- [OWEN, SHAKILY]: No.
- I hear Clifford is a great school.
How long you been a student here?
I'm not. I'm supposed
to board here next year.
So I take it your mother
was gonna work from Ottawa.
It's hard to be a good
cabinet minister from Toronto.
At what time did you
leave your home today?
I don't know, like seven?
Okay.
Owen, did anything happen this morning?
Uh, anything conflict, argument?
I told you.
We were all in a high. Claire was
[SIGHING LOUDLY]
She's just on a winning streak.
What about you, Owen?
- Did you, uh, notice anything?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[STAMMERING]: I-I don't think so.
She was in the shower when I left.
I said goodbye, but
I don't know if she heard me.
As far as we can tell,
Claire Matthews had absolutely
no reason to end her own life.
According to her loving husband and son,
she wasn't depressed, had no
history of substance abuse.
The woman was on top of the world.
Now, let's stay on this one,
especially given who she is.
[GRAFF]: Yeah, we
spoke to a Mason Thorne
and a Clifford tour guide.
Owen was on a rousing tour of
the chapel when his mother died.
Hmm. And what about the
loving husband? Where was he?
Two-hour trail run on the Beltline.
Oh, that's convenient.
Mark is checking to
see if there are cameras
along the trail to confirm the alibi.
Someone might have seen something.
In the meantime, me and this
guy have the great pleasure
of knocking on about 200 doors.
Well, maybe just one.
Let's start with the ornithophile
- on the eighth floor.
- [OFFICE PHONES RINGING]
[CURIOUS MUSIC]
[MAN OVER TV]: Peter, I'm
so sorry for your loss.
On the behalf of the
conservative caucus,
- please accept our condolences.
- [PETER]: Thank you.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [MAN]: I'm sorry,
we can't take any more questions.
The investigation is still underway.
Claire will be missed every day.
[CITY DIN]
No luck finding Peter
jogging on the Beltline yet.
Good thing. I know that
there's a place in the city
you can still go without being watched.
But you were right about the
bird lover on the eighth floor.
Here's the footage from
their bird feeder camera.
It doesn't show the balcony,
but the audio picked up
Claire talking to someone.
- [STATICKY CITY DIN]
- [STATICKY CHATTER]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
- Really?
- Yeah, hang on. I enhanced it.
- [BIRD CHIRPING]
- [CITY DIN]
[CLAIRE]: I can't do that.
I've made my final decision.
Let go of me! [SCREAMING]
- [KEY CLACKS]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Then it was murder. 10:14 AM.
Wait, uh, talking of cameras
Your bad guy knows how to avoid them.
According to the lobby cameras,
after the husband and son left,
no one went up to Claire's
condo until the police arrived.
Then how did our killer get inside?
Yes, there were cameras in the lobbies,
so Claire came up with
a hack. As she does
Did. We started using
this service entrance
during the campaign.
No press, no nosy doormen,
no enemies, no fans.
"We all". Who's "all"?
Everyone.
Me, the family, her
volunteers, her press secretary.
We all had a key to the condo.
It was pretty come and go.
And Tildy, do you mind
telling us where you were?
Monday morning?
[INCREDULOUSLY]: You serious?
I worshipped Claire.
And on Monday morning, I was picking up
a jacket that she left
at the Archer Hotel.
What was she doing there?
She had a meeting.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- I'm not allowed
to talk about our guests.
[WHISPERING]: Violation of privacy.
Well, Claire Matthews was murdered,
so we need to get a sense
of who she was, the company she kept.
Anything at all would help.
There was no business
happening in those meetings.
Unless you mean dirty business.
Do you have any idea how
much damage red rose petals
will do to Egyptian cotton?
Looked like a murder scene.
No joke.
Wow, that's a keeper.
Can you, uh, airdrop that to me?
- Sure.
- [PHONE DINGS]
So, Claire Matthews was
having sex with someone here.
[CHUCKLING]
Did you ever get a look at them?
Tall, older guy.
Was it him?
- Her husband, Peter.
- No, but that's the guy
that got banned from the
hotel a few weeks ago.
There's a photo of him
posted in the security office.
Should talk to Ronald.
Three weeks ago, 5:45 PM.
[INHALING]: Oh, and our
cameras don't have audio
due to privacy laws,
but you'll get the gist.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
Had to send security
down to break it up.
[GRAFF]: Trouble in paradise.
Husband finds out
she's having an affair.
That could be enough to
send them both over the edge.
I gotta say, you've got
the worst luck with cameras
out of anyone I think I've ever met.
I've been doing this a while.
But we can't find a single frame
of you on this running trail
on the day of your wife's
murder and yet, here you are
assaulting her at a hotel. [EXHALING]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
That must've been a painful day for you.
I mean, you give everything to Claire,
work around the clock to
make her dreams come true,
and then you find out that
she's sleeping with someone else.
I was heartbroken.
I thought of packing up everything
and leaving that night,
I thought of leaking
it to the press. I thought
about destroying her career.
So what did you do?
I decided to accept it.
[SHAKILY]: My wife, she
didn't love me anymore,
and apparently, there's
nothing you can do about that.
- [OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
- We discussed it
and she decided that once we
got to Ottawa, we would split.
Quietly and she would
facilitate a lateral move for me.
Well. That sounds remarkably cordial
under the circumstances,
but unfortunately,
we still can't corroborate
your whereabouts
- at the time on the day
- Okay, wait
- of your wife's murder.
- Hold on, please, look.
When I run, there's
a guy that I see there
all the time. He's
got a blue RBC jacket,
he's got these bright
orange running shoes,
and I definitely passed him that day.
All right, we'll see.
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
- Mom was acting weird.
Not bad. Just different.
- Different how?
- Like her mood.
She seemed really happy, but distracted.
You know what about?
She never admit it, but I
think she was cheating on Peter.
Why'd you think that?
Because these gifts would show up.
- What kind of gifts?
- Flowers mostly.
Uh, book of poetry.
I remember one time
Peter was out camping,
some restaurant delivered
coconut cream pie.
All the note said was "XOXO".
Hmm.
What was the, um, colour of the box?
I'm assuming [CHUCKLING]
the pie came in a box?
Yeah. It was, uh, navy blue.
Now, the only restaurant that I know
that serves coconut cream
pie in a navy box is Bardi's.
[GROANING]: I hate that place.
What's wrong with Bardi's?
It's fancy, you like food,
and they've got the
biggest shrimp in town.
I had to spend every birthday there.
No pizzas, no bouncy castles.
I didn't know what a birthday
cake was until I could shave.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
- Morning.
- I'm sorry,
we're not open just yet.
We're with the Toronto
police. I'm Detective Bateman,
- this is Detective Graff.
- Henry!
Is that you? It's been years.
Andre, yes. It's, uh,
[SIGHING] been a while.
Henry used to come in
here all the time as a kid.
We'd have to make him special plates,
so that his food would
not touch the other food.
Well, we have a few questions regarding
an ongoing investigation.
Has he always been this charming?
From day one.
Do you recognize this woman?
Name of Claire Matthews?
Yes. She was in here a few times.
Do you happen to remember
if she was with anyone?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
She was here with your father.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
My father?
[SIGHING]: Well, that
certainly complicates things.
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Well, I can tell you right now
that Andre's already
on the phone with him,
so let's pay the old man a visit.
Uh I don't think that's a good idea.
Ah, come on, he lives 10 minutes away.
A couple questions won't
hurt and if things turn weird,
even a little weird, we're out.
- Graff.
- Come on, Bateman.
I'm the picture of professionalism.
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
-
- [LOUD KNOCKING AT DOOR]
- [RAIN PATTERING]
This is where you grew up?
No, not really. I was only
here when I wasn't at school.
Moved out first chance I got.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Henry?
It's good to see you.
What's it been? 10 years?
Come in. Come in.
Charles Graff. Lovely to meet you.
Frankie Bateman. Uh, Detective Bateman.
Couldn't you tell us about
your relationship with, um,
Claire Matthews?
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
The fact that you're here tells me
you already know that
Claire and I were seeing each other.
Romantically. Little
over six months now.
So you're aware of her death.
Yes, I heard it on the news.
Just like everybody else.
I was under the impression
that she took her own life.
- Is that true?
- Would that surprise you?
Yes.
Claire seemed happy, fulfilled.
We were madly in love. [INHALING]
Suicide seems completely
out of character.
So what'd you get out of your
relationship with Claire? Hmm?
Was it sex? Excitement? Access to power?
You rarely get close to
someone without an angle.
I didn't have an angle.
I told you. I adored Claire.
Hence the gifts, huh?
See, if my father wants someone
or something from someone,
he carpet bombs them with gifts.
Desserts, books, flowers
Tie pins.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Those were my grandfather's.
Which I gave to you.
First day of Lakefield
College, wasn't it?
Gift-giving isn't a
psychological warfare tactic.
It's my way of showing affection, Henry.
You of all people
should know that by now.
[CHUCKLING]: God knows
I've tried to reach you.
I do know.
But I also know if you love
someone and they cross you,
things usually don't go well for them.
- Claire didn't cross me.
- That's not a denial.
Okay, that's enough.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Henry, I'm serious. We're leaving.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
Mr. Graff.
My insight into my father
could prove a vital asset
to this investigation.
No! You're compromised.
[STAMMERING]: I'm compromised?
My father is a morally bankrupt
high-functioning sociopath
who always has an angle
and I guarantee you, if
he killed his latest lover,
it's because she withheld
something from him.
Okay, so.
What was his angle with Claire Matthews?
Well, I-I don't know yet, but, uh,
leave me on the case and I'll find out.
Graff, the answer is no.
[TENSE MUSIC]
And that is final.
Bateman can run this without you.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [SOMBER MUSIC]
So what do I do in the meantime?
I don't know, maybe trust your partner?
Work another case or better yet,
why don't you take some vacation days?
Go roam around the AGO or however it is
that you choose to
spend your spare time.
[SIGHING]
I'm a McMichael Gallery man, myself.
You know, it's basic to,
uh, love the Group of Seven,
but, uh, fantastic.
Inspector.
Bateman.
Ah, he took it better than I expected.
I think even Graff knows that
if he's found to be investigating
his own father as a murder suspect,
our entire case against the
man gets washed away at trial.
- [ELEVATOR DINGING]
- Hold the doors, please.
[HOLNESS]: So, who the
hell is Charles Graff?
[DOOR SHUTTING]
[CITY DIN]
[FINGERS TAPPING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Excuse me.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Excuse me.
Yes? What can I do for you?
I'm Owen Matthews.
Did you know my mom? Claire?
I did.
I found this.
I know you were having an affair.
So, like, were you gonna move to Ottawa?
Did you-did you talk about that?
I don't know, did you talk
about taking me with you?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
I'm sorry, we never
talked about you at all.
[CAR HONKING]
[SIGHING]
Keep it nearby for me, would you?
Of course, Mr. Graff.
[DISTANT CAR HONKING]
[STAMMERING]: Excuse me, sir.
Uh, my father, he just said
he left his meds in the car.
He wants me to take them up.
He's gotta take them three
times a day, you know?
[SIGHING]: Keeps forgetting.
Sorry, and you are?
Oh, uh, Henry, his son. Henry Graff.
Here.
Yeah?
- Yeah, I don't know.
- You know what?
You're just doing your job. It's okay.
Let's just, uh, cross our fingers
and hope he doesn't have
another heart attack.
Sir.
Thank you. Thank you.
[GRUNTING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Monday the 26th.
Up on St. George Street.
You were at Claire's.
I knew it.
- [OFFICE DIN]
- So, I've been looking into
Charles Graff.
He's been married twice, has
two sons, Henry and Miles,
his second marriage
ended in a vicious divorce
and his first marriage
was to Graff's mother who died in 1987.
Maggie Graff, formerly Maggie Graham,
hanged herself in her Paris
apartment when Graff was 12?
Death was ruled a
suicide by Paris police.
- Yeah. [SIGHING]
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
But, uh, I think Graff
believes his father killed her.
I asked for a copy of the
case file from Paris PD.
They said they'd send them
over as soon as possible.
Okay.
Inspector, Claire Matthews'
death looked like a suicide,
so did Maggie's. I'm not
saying it's a pattern,
but I think that's
what he's reacting to.
[SIGHING]: Yeah. Agreed.
So if Charles Graff
always have an angle,
what was his angle with Claire Matthews?
Well, he runs Titan Incorporated.
Land development, pulp and paper,
- mining.
- Mining?
What's the CEO of a major
corporation with mining interest
doing with a newly appointed
Minister of Environment?
That's a lot of angles.
That's what I'm saying.
- We're taking it on the road?
- [SIGHING]: Yeah.
- Why? You wanna join me?
- Hell yeah.
- I used to be a cop.
- [CHUCKLING]
Give me 10 minutes, I'll
meet you in the parking lot.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Morning.
- Hey.
I didn't expect to see you today.
Uh, I thought I'd catch
up on some paperwork.
How's the case going?
- It's coming.
- Mm-hmm?
Look.
We found that other jogger on CCTV
near the west exit off the Beltline.
We tracked him down and he
confirmed the husband's alibi.
So
[PASSIVE GRUNTING]
Henry, I'm so sorry about all this.
Frankie, it's-it's fine.
As long as you're making progress,
which, you are.
[SOFTLY]: Yeah.
[OFFICE DIN]
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[SIGHING]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
- [ECHOING GAVEL]
-
Okay, so six months ago,
one of Charles' companies
bought a ton of land
near McFaulds lake in James Bay.
Yeah, that entire area is a
rare earth element motherload.
It's why they call it the Ring of Fire.
Yeah, but no one can mine it right now.
It's been put under protection
by the federal government,
pending review.
What if he was trying
to change Claire's mind?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Woo her with coconut cream pies,
so she would remove the protections?
As Minister of the Environment,
she would have the kind of
influence to make that happen.
But instead, she doubled down
on her environmental commitment.
She's loud and she's proud about it.
Maybe Charles got angry when all
that land he bought was worthless.
Whoo. Angry enough to kill her?
Owen. Your step-father in?
Yeah, come in.
Peter, the police are here.
Where's your trash?
Oh, uh, it's just the pull-out
bin next to the microwave.
[PLASTIC CRINKLING]
Do you know who, uh,
who sent your mom these roses?
I mean, she got a bunch of
flowers after the election.
Yeah, I noticed, but the others,
they were all put in water.
Did your mom do that?
No, I did that.
- Every night.
- You did?
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
- Mom and I would talk.
She'd pour herself
a glass of wine and
I'd put the flowers in water.
Right, so these couldn't be here
the night before your mother
died or they'd be in water.
Is that what you're saying?
Uh, yeah, they must've
come the next morning.
Maybe her new boyfriend.
[SIGHING]
Think you could give us a second, bud?
Yeah.
Ah, Mr. Moore, I, uh,
came by to ask if, uh,
you recognize this man?
[TENSE MUSIC]
- Is that him?
- It is.
Oh, huh, I've met him.
He shook my hand.
I thought he was just
another corporate mogul
willing to donate to Claire's campaign
if she did what he wanted.
- I think he's a developer or something?
- Why do you say that?
Because when I met him in
Claire's office, he had a
he had a map of James Bay on her desk.
[INHALING]: Let me guess, McFaulds Lake?
- What?
- Thank you for your time.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
-
- [PHONE RINGING]
Yes?
[CITY DIN]
[SIGHING]: It's fine. Let him in.
[RECEIVER CLANKING]
Fall from a great height.
Very hard to tell forensically
if it's suicide or murder.
You're improving your MO.
They let you stay on Claire's case?
Must've been very upsetting
to watch your girlfriend
double down on her commitment
to the environment in that
press conference last week.
It's always made you angry
- when women don't give you what you want.
- What are you talking about?
I'm talking about the land you've
had your eye on for 20 years.
James Bay, the Canadian shield.
Very pesky with indigenous folks,
but rich in hard rock, lithium,
and base metals. You used
the call it the next Pilbara.
You watched your buddies in
Australia get rich off lithium
and you were desperate to do the same.
So what'd you do? You buy
the land and then make the
romantic play for Claire,
hoping she'd reconsider?
Rezone McFaulds Lake for mining?
And what happened when she said no?
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- Henry?
What are you doing here?
Well, my father here was
sleeping with the next
Minister of the Environment.
He dumped a fortune into her campaign,
she agreed to open
James Bay up for mining,
but then reneged on her
promise at a press conference.
[SCOFFING]: For Christ's sake, Henry.
She didn't renege on anything.
Claire was a very smart woman.
She knew she would win her seat
by running on an environmental platform,
but she also knew that
in this economic climate,
it would be absolutely
unrealistic and frankly,
irresponsible
for Canada to ignore the urgent
need for rare earth mines.
So, Claire was planning
on reversing her stance?
Exactly.
After a few respectable
months in office,
she was going to gently concede
to lifting environmental protections
on mining in McFaulds Lake.
It was all worked out.
- Well, that's corruption.
- It's absolutely not.
It was a smart businessman
convincing an equally smart politician
to do what's right for this country.
I bought the land,
I lobbied the person who
would decide its fate,
and all of this was decided
long before we became
romantically involved.
I didn't kill Claire.
[STERNLY]: I loved her.
Desperately. And without her,
my investment is worthless.
Who knows what her replacement will do?
It's all here.
Emails, texts, help yourself.
That was a nice romantic
and patriotic spiel,
but it's fiction. I saw your GPS,
you were at Claire's condo
the morning she was pushed.
We planned to meet
nearby at Museum Café.
No, no, no. You're doing it again.
I was 12 years old when
you killed my mother
and made it look like a suicide!
- [BATEMAN]: Henry.
- You are a monster,
a narcissist, and the reason,
the very reason I do what I do.
We are leaving now.
Get off of me.
Leave now or I will have you removed.
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[MUTTERING]: That son of a bitch.
- Know what? I'm going back in.
- No, you're not.
You can either sit in the
front seat of the car with
me or you can ride in
the back. Your choice.
Oh, that's how it is now, is it?
Listen to yourself, for God's sake.
You are jeopardizing
a murder investigation.
Could you please just
trust my instincts?
What instincts?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[OFFICE PHONE RINGING]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[SIGHING]
[GLASS THUDDING]
[DOOR OPENING AND SHUTTING]
[APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS]
You should lock your door.
Why?
What am I afraid of?
- [INHALING]
- [FRAME THUDDING]
Espresso?
Do you realize this is the first time
I've ever been inside your home?
And thanks, I'll take a whisky.
We've been partners
for what three years now
and I had to ask a neighbour
which door was yours?
[ALCOHOL POURING]
[GLASS THUDDING]
[SIGHING]
We found your father on CCTV.
Museum Café, 10:14 AM, the exact
moment Claire Matthews was
being pushed off her balcony.
[SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES]
Well, it makes sense.
He's checking his watch.
He was waiting for her to
join him and she was late.
No, he hired someone to kill her
and he was waiting to
find out the job was done.
You think your father hired a hitman
and then parked his car
at the scene of the crime?
It's a perfect alibi, I
mean, come on, Bateman.
Both victims fit the pattern.
My mother invited him into
society, bankrolled him.
Claire gave him access to the
deepest corridors of power.
Graff, your mother wasn't murdered.
- [GLASS THUDDING]
- You don't understand
the man we're dealing with.
He has a sophisticated, analytical mind.
Okay, sure, maybe I'm not brilliant
like you
or your father, maybe
[CHUCKLING]: I don't have
theories about how the
pyramids were created
or whether the Voynich Manuscript
was a lost language or a hoax.
But I do know a grieving
little boy when I see one.
And I learned how to work a crime scene
long before I met you.
[SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES]
Do you know what this is?
It's from the Paris police.
Do I have your permission
to show it to you?
Have you seen it before?
A long time ago.
[PAPERS RUSTLING]
Henry.
If your mother was murdered,
why was the acromion bone
in her shoulder checked?
[SHAKILY]: Because my father
slammed her into a wall,
there was a hole.
Why did the leather strap
burn her neck at the jawline
up to the mastoid process?
Because he-he choked her
while-while she sat at his feet.
It was-it was an act of power.
The evidence is clear.
She hanged herself
from the beam in your kitchen.
She started to panic
when she was losing air,
- like every victim does.
- No, no, no.
She kicked the wall and then
she chipped her shoulder bone
- when her body hit the tile floor.
- He did this.
- He did this to her.
- And then she rolled over
- on impact.
- He took her from me.
Henry.
Your mother. She wasn't taken from you.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
She left you.
You need to see this through your eyes.
Not the eyes of a wounded boy,
but the eyes of a brilliant detective.
[SHAKILY]: How?
How could a mother choose to
to leave her child?
I don't know.
I was her everything.
We were a team.
She was happy that day.
Hmm?
[STAMMERING]: There
were roses on the table.
She was singing as I
as I left to school.
She knew.
[WHIMPERING]
She already knew.
[CRYING]: Oh, God.
[SNIFFLING]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
The roses.
The roses that-that I
saw in Claire's condo.
They made me think of the
rose petals at the hotel
and I figured my father had given them
to Claire on the day she died.
The roses? What roses?
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[PLASTIC CRINKLING]
You know your dad better than I do,
but these are cheap flowers.
He'd buy her Bulgarian roses
from a Yorkville florist,
not some crappy bouquet from a
convenience store on Lonsdale.
And Lonsdale is up near Clifford,
but maybe Owen got them for her.
[STAMMERING]: Those
flowers arrived the day
that Claire died. Owen
was still up at school.
It wasn't Charles Graff.
Are you positive?
Charles has an alibi and no motive.
In fact, Claire's death
cost him a lot of money.
So what are we thinking?
Claire had a new job. A
new purpose, a new lover.
She was moving to
Ottawa, sending her son
to a boarding school,
leaving him, abandoning him.
At least, through his eyes.
The kid?
[SIGHING]
He's 14 years old and he has an alibi.
He was on a school tour.
The tour started at
eight in the morning.
He was paired up with
an older kid named Mason,
who said he never left Owen's side,
but when I pressed, Mason told me
that he did leave Owen alone
on a bench while he went
to make out with his
girlfriend behind the chapel.
Now, he said it was only for a minute,
but when I talked to the girlfriend,
she told me that it was actually
more like the entire
duration of the service.
That is two hours from 9 AM to 11.
So it's possible that he left,
bought $10 roses
from a convenience
store near the school,
took a bus home
to try to convince his mother
to reconsider her decision
to leave him at Clifford.
And then she said no, he
pushed her off the balcony?
Went back to Clifford and no
one even noticed he'd left?
- Circumstantial.
- Which is why
we need to get him to admit it.
Oh, no.
- No!
- [INTRIGUING MUSIC]
No, Frankie.
When Graff interfered
with this investigation,
he jeopardized not only this case,
but the reputation of the
entire Toronto police
Boss. If we're gonna
get this kid to break,
I need my partner back on this case.
Please.
Please, you need to trust me on this.
[SIGHING]
Are we sure we're doing the right thing?
[SIGHING]: I feel like we
pulled a pin on a hand grenade.
[HOLNESS SIGHING]
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Detective Sergeant Henry Graff.
Your father was sleeping
with my mother, right?
Same last name.
Yes, it is and, um,
yes, he was.
- [SIGHING]
- [PAPERS THUDDING]
Owen, I also lost my mother
when I was around your age.
We were, uh, an inseparable pair.
Thick as thieves. Best friends.
And when she died
- [INHALING DEEPLY]
- [CHAIR CLANKING]
Well, I believed that
my father had killed her.
He killed her, and then moved
me from Paris to Toronto,
and stuck me at a boarding school.
When I found out that he was
involved with your mother,
I was convinced he'd done it again.
- [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- The signs were everywhere.
Especially the roses. See, he left
roses at your mother's apartment
the day she fell to her death.
Just like he left roses
at my mother's feet.
Now, the death was ruled a suicide
by French police, but
I couldn't accept it because
Because that's-that's
That's not what a
mother's supposed to do.
The contract that a mother enters into
the moment she looks
into her newborn's face,
that she would be there, always.
And that she does not
get to take her own life
because she's so needed,
so crucial, so vital
to another human being.
It took my
It took a close friend
to make me finally
realize that I was wrong.
That she hadn't been murdered.
That she chose death over me.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHAIR THUDDING SOFTLY]
Owen, what I'm about to tell
you is gonna be very hard
for you to hear
because we share something you and me.
We weren't enough.
[SHAKILY BREATHING] We weren't
enough to make our mothers stay.
No, you're wrong.
No, deep down, secretly, your
mother was desperately sad.
And nothing you could give
to her life was enough.
She wasn't sad! She loved me.
She jumped from the
balcony, she left you.
That's not what happened!
No?
What happened?
I wanna go.
I wanna go now.
Yeah, Mr. Moore. Owen is
free to leave at any point.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
No, we're not going anywhere.
[SHAKILY BREATHING]
It's amazing how, uh,
fast love disappears
and how quickly things change.
I mean, everything was going
along fine till this election.
But the thing is, she
knew she was gonna win
and she'd fallen in
love with someone new
and already made plans to
move to Ottawa without you.
Put you in boarding
school full of strangers.
All that time together,
just you and her.
And she was just gonna walk away.
So what'd you do?
Did you get on that bus
and buy her a bunch of crappy roses
to try to convince her
to changer her mind?
Convince her to stay?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[SHAKILY]: She was out by the
balcony watering her plants.
I went out there. Went
out there to talk to her.
And she said that she
wasn't gonna talk about it,
that it was settled.
I told her I just wanted things
to go back to the way they were.
She laughed at me.
So you pushed her.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[CRYING]
And what happened?
It-it was an accident.
I didn't mean to!
[SHAKILY]: It was I was just so mad!
It all happened so fast.
She said she liked roses.
I didn't know they were crappy ones.
[SOBBING]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
[BATEMAN]: Owen, I'm sorry.
You're gonna come with me, okay?
[DOOR OPENING]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[DOOR SHUTTING]
[OFFICE DIN]
[SOFT MUSIC]
What's this?
Root beer float.
- How come?
- Because it's summer and,
uh, to remind us of childhood.
The good parts of it, at least.
[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]