Murdoch Mysteries (2004) s19e04 Episode Script

Sir.
The cataloguing you asked for.
Already? That was quick.
Oh, there wasn't much
jewelry in the lockup.
Excellent.
Was there something else?
I was wondering if it would
be all right to leave early.
I'm off to Chatham.
- A visit home.
- My first since I left.
Well, well. Uh,
seems tomorrow will be a day
of reunions for both of us.
My son Harry is set
to arrive from England.
Is that right?
Well, I look forward to
meeting him when I get back.
All right.
Oh! Ho, ho! (GIGGLING)
(GIGGLING)
Ooh! You've lost weight
living in the city.
We gotta get you fattened up.
As long as my uniform still fits.
You brought it with you.
- I'm not sure why you asked me
- Where is it?
Better not be creased.
Ooh! (CHUCKLING)
Ah, rolled up neatly,
just like I taught you.
Why did you ask me to bring it?
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
I don't think I ought
to be wearing my uniform
- when I'm not on duty.
- Nonsense.
I want folks to know that my
son is a Toronto police officer.
Mrs. Roberts. Shouldn't you be at work?
Uh, don't you remember, Mr. Finley?
I took the day off.
My son is visiting from Toronto.
Be back Monday.
(DISTANT HORSE NEIGHING)
Seems like a nice man.
Bark's worse than his bite.
(GASPS) Is that
- Joe?! Joe Enns.
- Mrs. Roberts.
Teddy! It's good to see
you. It's been a long time.
Sure has. How've you been?
Good. Ah, leased some
land from Noah Jackson,
if you can believe it.
- Noah Jackson?
- The one and only.
I-I got a-an acre across the creek
- from where we used to play.
- (GIGGLING)
Teddy!
(LIGHT MYSTICAL MUSIC)
Seems you're doing well, too.
- Ah.
- Teddy's a constable in Toronto.
Oh, that's something.
Ah, say, I was just about to
start clearing my land. I figured,
- could you lend a hand?
- Oh,
- ah
- You should.
You said you miss nature.
I got nothing but that. (CHUCKLING)
Well, I wasn't expecting to
be put to work this weekend,
but why not?
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(GRUNTS)
Making quick work of it, thanks to you.
Happy to help.
Some piece of land.
Jackson must be getting
soft in his old age
- to have leased it to you.
- Yeah. You'd think, but
What is that?
Looks like a little bit of old fabric.
Reminds me of, uh,
that overalls that Ritchie used
to wear. With the red patches?
(CHUCKLING) Sure does. Yeah.
He wore 'em every day.
I wonder what that guy's up to.
What's this?
(CURIOUS MUSIC)
(TENSE MUSIC)
A skull?
You don't think ?
(THEME MUSIC)
He was our friend, Ritchie Edgefield.
How can you be so sure?
The clothes. His initials are
stitched into them here. See?
Thought he went up north to find work
when we were sixteen, but
Ah, you know those tracks
aren't too far from here,
so he probably took a
spill running for the train
and he bashed his head on a rock.
Th-this wasn't done by
a-any rock, Constable Gaines.
Some sort of expert?
I'm a police constable in Toronto.
Uh, my boss taught me
that a gash like that
was made by something
regular. A tool, or a weapon.
Well, rocks can be regular.
I Sure, maybe. But
if it was an accident,
how did he get buried?
The creek does flood here a lot.
Near every time it rains.
See? So the body, it
probably sunk into the mud
and it happens, you
know? It's a tragedy,
but there's nothing to be done.
But you'll move the-the
You'll-you'll move Ritchie?
Yeah. I'll make the arrangements
in a day or two, but I gotta
go tell the next of kin.
- We can do that.
- We can?
- Yeah.
- Well
Suit yourself.
Gaines is wrong.
Someone killed Ritchie, and
I'm going to find out who.
How?
(TENSE MUSIC)
I think this ring might be a start.
I appreciate you letting me know, but
this isn't Ritchie's.
You sure?
What kind of a question is that?
I'm sorry, but it was you who told us
he went up north for work.
I didn't want to worry you boys.
And for all I knew, he might've.
Ritchie was always on about
wanting to get out of this place.
Yeah, but even back then maybe
you thought something happened?
I wouldn't let myself.
Especially after the police
didn't find a trace of trouble.
My poor boy.
We're going to find out what
happened to Ritchie. I promise.
What do the details matter?
What happened is he died.
It's so good to see you boys all grown.
(LEAVES RUSTLING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
What now?
Uh, now we find out why
Ritchie had this ring.
Do, do you think
Was it for Minnie?
I know they were sweet on
each other, but a proposal?
Ritchie would've told us if he
was planning something like that.
One way to know for sure.
Anyone home?
Minnie.
Hi.
Hey, yourself. How's the land?
Uh, full of surprises.
I'm sure.
Teddy Roberts.
It's been years.
Did I hear you're in Toronto?
- Yes, as a police constable.
- (DOOR CLOSES)
A constable?
At our door. Well,
I sincerely hope you're
not here to arrest my wife.
He's joking. (CHUCKLING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Is everything all right, Joe?
Uh
Teddy, maybe you should ?
Uh, I'm sorry to have to tell you,
and like this, but
Ritchie,
he's dead.
Ah! Inspector, I'd like
to introduce my son
- Oh!
- Harry Murdoch.
He'll be attending St. Eligius
Boys School this semester.
Mm. Pleasure to meet you, Harry.
Your marks must be excellent
for you to be accepted at St. Eligius.
- Top of his class at Harrow.
- Mm.
Food's already better here.
The facility is meant to be excellent.
They say the dormitories
rival the city's finest hotels.
Oh. But no matter.
Harry will be staying with
me while he attends school.
Mother said I'd be boarding.
Oh. I-I think we would
both prefer how much time
we'll be able to spend
together than that would allow.
Do you still have that room for
cooking potatoes using microwaves?
An invention not mentioned?
I-indeed. Uh, I'm
afraid I've rented out
the house and I-I've taken up
quarters in a rooming house, Harry.
Shame. I'd kill for a baked potato.
(CHUCKLING)
Put that back. I believe I
have some apples in my office.
Thank you, darling.
(RAIN PATTERING ON WINDOW)
Excuse my appearance.
We farm and process sugar beets.
Been in the plant with the men.
Must be rewarding work.
What on earth happened to Ritchie?
He was killed. Years ago.
When we thought he left town.
Killed.
How? By whom?
We don't know.
But you think Minnie might?
No.
We're trying to piece together his
last movements and I wondered
I know you and Ritchie were close.
- Is that right?
- It was nothing. I was fifteen.
Was there anything that
happened between you
before he supposedly left town?
Not anything that
would've gotten him killed,
if that's what you mean.
When was the last time you saw him?
(BOYS LAUGHING)
We don't want to get caught
by old man Jackson again.
(LAUGHING)
- (ROBERTS): All right, brother.
- Wait.
(ROBERTS): Let's catch some fish.
You seen a lunar eclipse before?
(BIRDS CALLING)
Mm-mm.
This one's only partial, but
there'll be a full one in February.
How can you know that?
Been reading about them.
Think they're beautiful.
Like you.
You're sweet.
Maybe we can watch the
next one together, too?
I don't think so.
Why not?
You know why not.
You ended things.
I always assumed that he
left town because of it.
- I never guessed
- Well, you couldn't have known, sweetheart.
Who would have hurt him?
I don't know, but
I'm sure it has to do with this ring.
You recognize it?
(SOFT TENSE MUSIC)
Uh
N-No.
We-we thought maybe Ritchie
was planning to give it to you.
Uh, we weren't that serious.
Did Ritchie know that?
How am I supposed to get
weight on you if you won't eat?
Why did Ritchie have this
ring if it wasn't for Minnie?
Eat.
Well, it's real gold.
How can you tell?
The hallmarks on the band.
Those markings mean something?
Didn't you say you were cataloguing
jewelry for your boss yesterday?
I only had to transcribe the
markings, not understand them.
Look, "24 kt",
that means 24 karat.
The P means it's pure.
What's the triangle next to the P?
- It looks familiar.
- That's the maker's mark.
It tells you who made the piece.
(CURIOUS MUSIC)
This ring was made in Toronto.
How can you tell?
The P with the triangle, it's the logo
of the jewellers on Bay Street.
What would a boy like Ritchie
be doing with a gold
ring made in Toronto?
I-I don't know.
Unless it has something to do with
(ROBERTS): All right, Minnie.
- Ah!
- (GASPS)
You all right?
(GUNSHOT)
What was that?
Sounds like it came from
the other side of the creek.
Probably just a hunter.
Not this late.
That groaning didn't
sound like an animal.
Should we go check it out?
I think so. Someone could be hurt.
We-we-we can't.
Or or, I can't.
My parents don't know that I'm out.
We could still go.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
I should make sure
Minnie gets home safe.
Sorry, Ted.
All right.
What if Ritchie went back to
investigate and got himself killed?
What does this ring
have to do with that?
I don't know yet.
- (PHONE RINGING)
- Oh!
- (CHUCKLING)
- Uh, Detective Murdoch.
You're still living in
a single room, correct?
Yes. Although I have
inquired with the building
about a larger unit, one
with a second room. Why?
Even the closest of families
can chafe in close quarters.
Not a family that's been apart
for over a year, I assure you.
Good night, Inspector.
Harry. Come.
(PHONE RINGING)
(WATTS): Station House Four.
Detective Watts. It's Teddy.
In Chatham? The line
is remarkably clear.
- How is your holiday?
- Uh, that's why I'm calling.
Is Detective Murdoch there?
Oh, you just missed him.
Shoot.
I was hoping for some advice.
I've stumbled into a case.
What sort of case?
I found a body.
Only the Chatham police
believe it was an accident.
But you're certain it wasn't?
Yes.
Well, I have the next few days off.
I could join you in Chatham.
No. No. No, I could
handle it on my own, but
but there is something you can do.
I'm listening.
The victim had a ring,
but I'm sure it wasn't his.
It's from the jewellers on Bay Street.
Parker's, you mean?
That's it! Could you see if
you can find out who bought it?
It's gold with a sort of winged
circle etched in the top.
(GRUNTS) Winged circle.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you, Detective Watts.
If memory serves, the gunshots
the night of the eclipse
came from over that way.
If Ritchie went back
Do you really think the
two things are connected?
I mean, the shots and his death?
I'm sure of it. I-I
thought coming back here
- would jog a memory, or
- (GUN COCKING)
(MAN): You shouldn't be here.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Your plot's on the
other side of the creek.
I know. And I-I-I'm sorry. Um,
you remember Teddy Roberts?
Trespassing, same as ever.
We mean no trouble, sir.
We-we're investigating a case.
What are you? A private detective?
- I'm a police constable.
- Ha!
And I'm President of the United States.
Now get off my land before
I call the real coppers.
Um, all right. All right. All right.
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
Are you feeling all right, Detective?
Oh-ho. Nothing a little
stretching can't fix. Ow.
You're injured?
Just a little stiff, is all.
Apparently my camping bedroll
is no match for my hardwood floor.
You're sleeping on the floor?
Well, Harry needs his rest
if he's to perform well in school.
What about your performance?
- I'll manage.
- You're a better man than me.
How was the rest of the
first night, otherwise?
Wonderful.
Although Harry has developed
a taste for jazz music.
Hm. A genre of which you are not fond?
Not at the volume that
my son enjoys it. No.
But I have come up with a plan
to minimize the challenges
of our living arrangement.
I just need to find the
time to sketch it out
once Harry's classes start.
Why wait?
I could spend the day with
him, if that would help.
Oh. Would you?
Mm. These are beautiful.
Why, thank you. Don't be doing that.
But-but pruning can result
in exponential growth.
And messing around with my
flowers can result in a swat.
Detective Watts!
What are you doing here?
I was expecting a telegram.
I had more information to share
than a telegram would allow for.
I'll leave you to it.
- Is this the owner of the ring?
- Manford Assisi.
- He was a rural property tax collector.
- Was?
He disappeared on a work
trip eight years ago.
His boss suspected he absconded
with the money he was to collect, but
given your case
The body I found isn't his.
It wasn't?
- No.
- Oh.
It was a friend.
Oh.
Teddy, I'm sorry.
You should have said
something when you telephoned.
Yeah. It wasn't relevant.
What I need to figure out now is
why Ritchie had Mr. Assisi's ring.
- Ritchie?
- Ritchie.
You think learning that will give
you answers about Ritchie's death?
I do.
Then take me to the
place you found his body.
I'd say that's a pretty big clue,
unless Ritchie had a third femur.
Not as far as I know.
You telling me there's
another body on my land?
Alas, poor Manford.
And hello Constable Roberts.
Oh. Now we know how Mr. Assisi died.
There's also this.
Um
.30-40 Krag.
He was shot with a rifle
in the top of his head?
Suggesting he was on his
knees when he was killed.
Oh! Interesting.
And gruesome.
Ritchie must've been terrified
when he found the body.
Are we sure that that's what happened?
How else did he get the ring?
Maybe this Assisi fellow dropped it
and then Ritchie picked it up, or, uh
If that's so, then why
would he have been killed?
No. Ah, Ritchie must've
seen Mr. Assisi's body
and the killer, whoever that was.
A thief, I'd guess.
It's empty.
The killer took all the money
he collected on his trip.
Pretty lucky for a thief to
happen upon a tax collector.
- Hm.
- Maybe it wasn't random.
Good thinking. The tax office
should be able to tell us
who Mr. Assisi was in Chatham to see.
Actually, I have another idea.
But you're going to need a raincoat.
- Why?
- (THUNDER CRACKING)
This Jackson fellow owns the property
- that Joe is farming?
- Yes. And he hates trespassers.
That's a comfort.
Well, he wouldn't have
taken kindly to Mr. Assisi
showing up on his land,
intentionally or otherwise.
Mr. Jackson?
You again?
We've come to ask some questions.
- Who's we?
- Uh, Detective Llewellyn Watts,
Toronto Constabulary.
You recognize this man?
My memory isn't what it used to be.
You recognized me all right earlier.
You don't look like most folks.
There's plenty of folks that
look like me around these parts.
Well, if the man in this
picture was coloured,
maybe I'd remember him.
Uh, thank you for your time.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
So, I hear you like the jazz.
It's my favourite.
My dad got me the new Jelly Roll Morton
- as a welcome present.
- Mm.
Is that what you were
listening to last night?
- How did you know?
- Uh, lucky guess.
Are you enjoying living with your dad?
It's good.
You know, growing up, my
family lived in two rooms.
My father snored, my mother
slept with the window open,
and my little brother, well,
he and I disagreed on
just about everything.
My dad and I get along great.
But, his new place is pretty small.
I'm worried about making friends
if I don't live on campus.
Why don't we go to the school
and see what we can do about that? Hm?
How long did the secretary at
the tax office say it would take?
She didn't, but I can't imagine
putting together a list
of Assisi's meetings
in Chatham will take long.
Jackson recognized him.
I know it. He's involved somehow.
You may be right.
The telegram you're waiting on.
I knew it!
Assisi did an assessment
of Jackson's land.
If we can get ahold
of his rifle, I can
Not so fast. It says the
main reason for Assisi's visit
was to collect back
taxes from Finley Engines.
You know it?
Yes. My mother works there as a cleaner.
I met Mr. Finley yesterday.
Then we won't need an introduction.
And why should I do that?
You know my mother,
Lucille. She works here.
I don't care who your mother is.
I'm not sharing my financial data.
Uh, all we're asking is
whether you paid the taxes
your company owed in the summer of 1905.
Would I be here if I hadn't?
It would help us to see proof.
How can I be sure that
you're officers of the law,
as you say you are, and not rivals
- looking to take my company?
- (SCOFFS)
You've seen my badge.
Yes, a badge you may have found
on the street, for all I know.
- You have my word.
- Words are cheap.
My answer is no.
Now get out of my office!
All right.
- Working on something fun?
- Ah!
It's a design for a bunk bed.
We can build it
together, tomorrow night.
I've only seen those on trains!
Well, this will be far more
comfortable and sophisticated.
If it works as I intend,
you'll be able to listen to your music
as loud and as late as you like.
Amazing.
But you don't have to
go to all that trouble.
Oh, no! It's, it's no trouble.
W Why not?
The Inspector checked and my room
in the dormitory's still free.
I can move in tomorrow.
(SOFT MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
I don't know about this, Teddy.
It'll be fine.
The boss of the factory says Mr.
Finley never comes in before nine.
If anyone asks, just say
you were cleaning the office.
What we're looking for
should be in the cabinet
beside Finley's desk.
Tax document, a receipt,
anything to prove
he paid back taxes
in the summer of 1905.
All right, all right.
Wish me luck.
She'll be fine.
I hope so.
(SOFT MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
Doing a little dirty
work for your son, I see.
(TENSE MUSIC)
I didn't see anything. I promise!
I don't care.
(DOOR OPENS)
You're fired. Give me those keys!
- You can't do that!
- She was in there because of us.
Well, then you should be glad
I'm not calling the police.
The real ones!
I'm so sorry, Mama.
No need to be sorry.
I never liked that job much, anyway.
- Uh, you don't have to pretend.
- Who's pretending?
I've been wanting to do something
other than clean for years.
Maybe this is my chance.
(SIGHS) But that doesn't matter now.
Teddy!
- We need to talk.
- Now's not a good time.
- My mother just lost her job.
- And I'm about to lose my land.
Jackson's grumbling
about cancelling my lease
thanks to the trouble
you're stirring up.
I'm going to make this right.
- For everybody. I promise.
- Yeah, how?
What good is it being a cop if
all you do is make things worse?
Joe?!
Joe!
He just needs to blow off steam.
- Me and him both.
- Teddy.
- Sorry, Mrs. Roberts.
- Ah, don't be.
There's something that
I need to show you.
I don't know what to do.
Joe was furious.
- And my mother.
- They both know
that you're trying to
get justice for Ritchie.
But what good is justice
if it ruins everyone's life?
There's always land needing
farming and jobs to be done.
Dinner's sorted.
Are they still rooting in the fields?
Can't seem to stop 'em.
Gabe, honey, do you still need
some extra hands in the office?
Always. Why? You know someone?
Teddy's mother. She's been
working for Mr. Finley.
I'm sorry to hear it.
Gabe worked for him for a while.
Taught me I didn't want to
live my life behind a desk.
Maybe you remember my
mother. Lucille Roberts?
Ah, that doesn't ring a bell.
Gabe'd forget to tie his
shoes if I didn't remind him.
(LAUGHING)
Well, I'm sure I can find
something for your mother.
You have her come by
first thing next week.
She'll see you then. Thank you.
I understand you've made
arrangements for Harry to board.
It was no trouble at all.
Respectfully, I disagree.
But the situation was untenable.
Which is why I was in the
process of remedying it.
A bunk bed wouldn't make
living in a tiny apartment
any more comfortable.
That is not for you to say.
I miss living with my family.
And now that Harry isn't
across the Atlantic,
I want him close.
I'm sorry.
I overstepped.
I was only trying to help.
What would be helpful is if
you would telephone the school
and notify them that Harry will be
living with his father as planned.
(TENSE MUSIC)
That's wonderful!
Gabe Devlin was always a kind young man.
And a new job isn't the only
good news of the morning.
- Oh.
- What's this?
A receipt from the Ontario
Counties Property Tax Office.
I snuck it into my pocket
before Mr. Finley threw me out.
Mr. Finley paid Assisi in full.
But Assisi's briefcase was empty.
So we're back to theft as a motive?
It stands to reason.
But the list of people
who knew a tax collector
was in town is awfully short.
Mm. Mr. Finley may be cruel,
but if you ask me, he's no killer.
I think it's time for another
chat with Noah Jackson.
(TRAIN DINGING)
All right.
I see you have an axe
to grind, Mr. Jackson.
I got nothing more to say to you.
We know Manford Assisi came
to see you in August of 1905.
Yeah, so?
So we found his remains
on the land you leased to Joe Enns.
I don't know nothing about that.
And I gotta good mind
to take that land back,
what with all this trouble.
This isn't Joe's fault.
And we'll leave you alone
as soon as you tell us
what happened with Mr. Assisi.
Man came to assess my land.
Said I owed fifty dollars.
And you paid him?
I don't keep that kind
of cash lying around.
Man told me to bring it
to his lodgings that night,
but he'd cleared out
by the time I got there.
Where were these lodgings?
Manford's dead?
- How?
- Manford.
You were on a first-name
basis with a guest?
Manford was more than a guest.
He
We were courting.
Or we had done, once.
What on earth happened?
We-We were hoping you
would help us find that out.
Do you know why he didn't spend
the night here as he'd planned?
Pride wouldn't let him.
Not after
He proposed?
Do you Do you recognize this ring?
Manford had it made special for me.
That symbol, that's the Serch Bythol.
It's meant to represent
two souls becoming one.
Something you weren't ready for.
Ready or not, I couldn't say yes.
My father wasn't more than
six weeks in the grave.
There's no way I'd have left my
mother to run this place on her own.
So Mr. Assisi left?
He said he'd catch the
last train out of town.
I offered him a ride
to the station, but
he said he wanted to walk so
as to enjoy the country air.
The train station, it's ?
It's three miles that way.
(DISTANT HORSE NEIGHING)
We should retrace his steps.
Thank you for your time,
and I'm sorry for your loss.
(SOFT MUSIC)
I think you should have this.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
I'm glad to have one part
of the mystery solved.
The ring, you mean?
At first, Joey thought Ritchie
was going to give it to Minnie,
but I thought that was crazy.
Because you and Ritchie were close?
He was my best friend.
It must've been hard on
you when he disappeared.
I was mad.
What kind of a friend just ups
and leaves without telling you?
If only I'd been able
to get over myself,
I would have realized
Ritchie wouldn't have done that.
We can't help but see things
through the veil of our emotions.
But Detective Murdoch
says to use reason.
As police officers,
yes, but you were young.
And even if you hadn't
been, you couldn't have known
Ritchie would investigate
those gun shots.
You couldn't have prevented his death.
Teddy, it's all right to be upset.
It's not that.
Joe's land is just beyond these trees,
- which means
- We could be standing
in the spot where Mr.
Assisi met his killer.
(GUNSHOT)
- Someone's shooting at us?
- Get down!
(GUNSHOT)
This can't be a coincidence.
The killer knows we're investigating.
- (GUNSHOT)
- Oh! Shoot!
They're exposing themselves
is what they're doing.
What are you doing? Teddy!
Gathering evidence.
Uh, .40 Krag.
Same as the bullet in
the top of Assisi's skull.
(GUNSHOT)
Mr. Assisi wasn't on his knees.
How do you know?
Bullets hit the tree from an angle.
It came from above.
That's only possible if
I think there's a hunting
blind in those trees.
Stay down!
We're feet away from the killer!
A killer who has a gun
and isn't afraid to use it.
- I think they're gone.
- You think?
Stay down and move fast,
just in case I'm wrong.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
This is definitely where
the shots came from.
And look.
Krags.
What's this?
- Animal skin, perhaps?
- Beet peel.
Right.
Mi Minnie's husband, Gabe Devlin.
He manages a beet-processing plant.
His shoes were filthy with them.
And the-the rabbit.
The rabbit?
Shot one in his field.
What reason would Gabe Devlin
have had to kill Manford Assisi?
I have an idea.
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(MURDOCH): Louder!
Louder!
I can't hear a thing! (LAUGHING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
The soundproof curtain actually works!
That's amazing!
At first, I had my doubts
that my invention would
actually do the trick, but
I believe this will do until we
can move upstairs to a larger unit.
That is unless you were looking forward
to living in the dormitories, Harry.
Not exactly.
It's just there's so many things that
the day students can't participate in.
Oh? Such as?
The jazz band, the drama clubs,
hiking trips, the basketball team.
Oh! Did Mom tell you about the, uh,
chemistry and physics clubs?
I must confess she did not.
It all sounds so fun.
Harry, pack your bags.
- What?
- I won't have you missing out
on all of the opportunities
that living in the
dormitories can offer you.
Are you, are you sure?
Yes. On one condition.
Anything.
On the weekends,
you will come home and
stay with your father.
Done. Thank you.
A thank you from my mother.
She's thrilled to be working for you.
Well, we can always use extra hands.
And I think she'll
have a better time of it
than she did working for
that penny-pincher Finley.
(CHUCKLING)
Please give her my thanks for this.
Are Are you cooking that
rabbit you shot for dinner?
Minnie's in the kitchen right now.
It smells incredible.
My pops was a butcher,
but I've never had rabbit.
(RAIN POURING)
Well, why don't we remedy that?
That sounds wonderful. Thank you.
All right.
I wish I could cook.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
- To old friends.
- Hm.
And new.
You know, my mother remembers you
- from your time at Finley's Engines.
- Oh, is that so?
But she didn't tell me what
it was you did at the company.
This and that. I was in the office.
Right, you said.
When was it that you left?
Um gosh.
Can't remember exactly. Hm.
- You bought the farm in '06.
- Mm-hmm.
What a thing,
to buy property so young.
And the plant must've cost
a pretty penny to build.
I don't like to talk
about money, but, uh,
certainly wasn't cheap. (CHUCKLING)
How did you manage to do it?
Gabe works so hard.
I'm sure he does, but I-I'm curious,
especially given how
penny-pinching Mr. Finley is.
Why are you asking all this?
You must've been drooling
when Mr. Finley paid Mr. Assisi.
All that money.
(SCOFFING)
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
Who's Mr. Assisi?
The tax collector you
killed to buy this farm.
I invite you into my home.
You repay me by accusing me of murder?
- My husband is no killer.
- (DOOR OPENS)
Then why was this hidden
in the back of your shed?
Who the hell are you?
Detective Llewellyn Watts.
Now answer the question.
- It's for dealing with farm pests.
- Let me have a look.
This doesn't take the calibre
bullet that shot Assisi,
or at us.
- Are you sure?
- It's too recent a model.
Now that's over,
why don't we all sit
down, enjoy our meal?
There's plenty to go round.
I've lost my appetite.
Look, Teddy, I'm sorry that
some lout shot at you, okay?
But it wasn't me. And
it wasn't me who shot
that tax man the night
of the eclipse either,
despite what you might think.
Minnie?
What is it?
Uh (CLEARING THROAT)
There's another rifle.
Where is it?
(GRUNTING)
Impressive.
Oh, just something the
Inspector showed me.
- Hapkido.
- Hapkido. Hm.
- Rifle.
- Right. Thank you.
This might be it.
(RIFLE CLICKS)
But why'd you ?
I never told Gabe about the eclipse.
How could he have known
that that was the night
Mr. Assisi was killed
if he wasn't there?
Thank you, Minnie.
Winchester 1895.
A good gun.
It's chambered for a
bunch of different bullets.
And including Krags?
Yes.
And the sulphur smell from the
barrel says it's been used recently.
That doesn't prove anything.
Which is why I'm going to
do ballistic fingermarking.
What is that?
A forensic technique
that matches bullets
to the guns they were
fired from. Shall we?
Unless you have something to say.
I didn't do it to steal the money.
I did it because there
wasn't any money left.
And it was the only way to
keep from getting caught.
You'd already been
stealing from Mr. Finley?
Hey! He was paying me
practically nothing.
I deserved that money.
And when Assisi showed up,
the coffers were dry.
I held him off.
Told him to come by the
next day before he left town.
And then you killed him before he could.
- But the receipt?
- Forged.
Had to cover my tracks with
Finley and the tax office.
But why did Ritchie have to die?
Because he was standing over the body
when I went back to bury it.
And he had that damn ring.
If I hadn't been there, who knows?
- Maybe he'd have given it to you.
- (GRUNTING)
(SOBBING)
It's all right.
It's all right.
It was good to have you home.
- Even though I cost you two jobs?
- Oh.
I don't believe you have.
Minnie intends to continue
running the processing plant.
Do you mean to say ?
She expects you first thing
tomorrow morning, Mrs. Roberts.
Tomorrow?
I've got nothing to wear!
Ah. Thank goodness. (CHUCKLING)
I was feeling terrible
leaving with her out of work.
There's no need to rush back.
You haven't had much of a holiday.
That's all right.
You lost a friend. You
ought to take some time to
I don't want to.
Which is exactly why you should.
You're a good constable, Teddy.
And you've got great instincts.
I'll see you at the station house
when you're ready to use them again.
Can you take this?
(HOOVES CLOPPING)
Did you get Harry settled in okay?
How did you know?
My acquaintance in admissions.
You seem to have acquaintances
in every corner of this city.
I like to be social.
It helps keep the pangs of loneliness
from living a bachelor's life at bay.
Thank you.
For seeing what I couldn't
about Harry's living arrangements.
It wasn't just Harry
I was looking out for.
I couldn't very well
have my best detective
laid up with a bad
back for three months.
(LIGHT MUSIC)
Miss you, Ritchie.
I miss him, too.
Ah.
Ah, what are you doing here?
(SCOFFS) Yeah.
I'm holding up my end
of the bargain I made
with Old Man Jackson
about keeping that, uh,
lease across the way. (CHUCKLING)
I-I promised to chase away trespassers
whenever they came about.
Starting tomorrow, I hope.
Minnie. Uh, um
- I'm so, I'm so
- Don't apologize.
I'm glad to know the truth
about the man that I married.
And about what happened to Ritchie.
Can't believe he's gone.
Like, really gone.
You know, I always had my
eye out for him in Toronto.
Figured he'd find his
way up north somehow.
The north'd never satisfy
that mind of his too long.
What do you think he'd be doing,
if he were still alive?
He'd be here.
With us.
Looking up at the sky.
(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(THEME MUSIC)