Murdoch Mysteries (2004) s19e16 Episode Script

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(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Excuse me.
Can't you see we're busy, lady?
(GIGGLING)
I am a morality officer and
you are breaking the law.
"High Park closed to all at nightfall."
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Carousing in the park after sundown.
Improper conduct in public
and the length of that skirt.
Oh, for Pete's sake.
(SIGHS)
(SOFT MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(RUSTLING)
(DOG BARKING)
Who's there?
(SNARLING, GROWLING)
(LOUD GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
Help! Someone, please!
Miss Berger. Are you all right?
Does it look like I'm all right?
No, not really.
- What on earth has happened?
- I was attacked.
- By who?
- Not by whom, by what.
- What?
- I wasn't attacked by a man.
I was attacked by a beast.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(THEME MUSIC)
Start at the beginning.
This happened while you were on patrol?
It was the end of my shift. I was
I was on the street outside High Park
when I felt a presence behind me.
I turned and saw
It was enormous.
Eyes wild and-and drooling
like I was its dinner.
I ran, but the beast pushed me down.
How did you manage to escape?
I hit and kicked with all my might.
- Oh.
- I think you met the rabid coyote
Miss Cherry has been writing about.
Rabid.
Does that mean
- Do I have rabies?
- That is highly unlikely,
unless, of course, you were bitten.
I don't think I was.
Well, you're not afraid of water,
so that's a good sign.
Why would I be afraid of water?
Hydrophobia is a symptom of the disease.
More specifically, the fear
of the pain of swallowing.
That does hurt.
You were likely screaming a
great deal during the attack.
Besides, it's much too soon
for hydrophobia to set in.
I-It's a symptom that occurs
much later in the disease.
But I will take you to the
hospital just to be certain.
Perhaps they can take a look at
that scratch on your cheek, as well.
So, I could still have rabies.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Miss Berger wasn't bitten,
but the doctor vaccinated
her just to be safe.
Well, that's a relief.
But since when did coyotes
start attacking people?
I've been warning about the
inevitability of it for weeks.
- Dog bites man!
- That's right up your alley.
According to Constable Roberts,
Miss Cherry here has been covering
situation for The Sentinel.
And, still, it took one of your own
being affected for you to care.
A nuisance animal is not the
constabulary's responsibility.
Nor is it the responsibility
of any city agency, apparently.
But people are terrified of the beast.
I thought it had just
been stalking small dogs?
Stalking is just the beginning!
I've had numerous reports
of it attacking dogs.
A woman's terrier was
killed the other day.
I see.
Thank you, Miss Cherry.
Can I tell my readers that
the constabulary's on the case?
No, you cannot. Now, if you don't mind.
Good day, Miss Cherry.
So what's the plan, Murdoch?
I thought I would start by
calling the Humane Society.
Mm. The do-gooders worrying about coats
and drinking fountains
for horses will be no use.
Get yourself down to High Park,
talk to anyone but Miss Cherry.
See what you can find out.
(CURIOUS MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Here you are, Mrs. Newsome.
- Oh, I
- I think you and your husband
will be very happy in your new home.
- Oh, he's-he's not
- The door.
So-someone open-quickly
now! Open the door!
- Yes.
- Open the-yeah. There you are.
Apartment 402, just up the stairs.
Four-oh ?
No one told me there'd be stairs.
Serums, salves, draughts, and devices!
Crosby's Curative Creations has
it all and always for a steal.
And, special today, coyote
repellent made fresh this morning.
Guaranteed to protect one and all
from the beast of High Park.
Just what exactly is this
coyote repellent comprised of?
Well, it's a proprietary
recipe, I'm afraid,
but I assure you will
not be disappointed, sir.
Ah
It's, uh, wolf urine.
I beg your pardon?
Unappealing though it may be,
an apex predator's
scent is the only thing
guaranteed to repel a coyote.
- Ah. Seems like sound science.
- Yes.
Not all travelling medicine
shows are selling snake oil.
Now, where was I?
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC)
You're still depressed
about the divorce.
I am not depressed about anything.
Why else would you want to live
near the park at a time like this?
At a time like what?
Do you read my papers?
I do. I-I-I often do.
I've just been very busy with the move.
Well, you might want to get caught up.
Learn something about protecting
yourself against the beast.
The what?
Here's a copy of The Sentinel.
It'll tell you everything
you need to know.
(MAN): You ask me, most trouble
between humans and animals
is on the biped, not the quadruped.
You blame humans for the
actions of a rabid coyote?
Well, rabid or not,
coyotes and other creatures are being
forced into contact with mankind.
How do you figure, Mr. Stanton?
Well, this building boom is how.
More homes for humans means
fewer homes for animals.
City's creeping in, slow but sure.
You seen the pool they're
building out at the north end, hm?
Biggest in Canada, they say.
- Now, if you ask me, animals
- (GUNSHOT)
Wha ?
- Was that a gunshot?
- Sounds like.
We both know no animal's
out here shooting a gun.
(BIRD CAWING)
(grunting.
You could have killed me!
I thought I was saving your life.
Toronto Constabulary.
What is going on here?!
This maniac shot at me.
I shot at the coyote that's
been terrorizing people!
That was my employer's German Shepherd.
The gunfire scared him off.
Were either you or the dog injured?
This boar missed by a mile.
But, if I don't find Klaus,
he may as well shoot me.
Stick around. I'll be happy to oblige.
Sir, is that a threat?
Call it what you want.
I'm not leaving this park
until I take the beast down.
Suit yourself. You're coming with me.
Hey! (GRUNTING)
Klaus?
It's only a matter of time
before somebody's killed,
either by the beast or by some
idiot trying to kill it himself.
This has to end.
All right, uh, the Chief
Constable and myself
have formulated a plan.
We've divided the park
into 16 equal segments,
two men per segment.
The first step is to clear
everyone out of the park.
Let's leave no stone unturned, lads.
Search every path, up under every bush,
search up every tree.
(MURDOCH): We're certain
that everyone is out,
we re-enter the park at dusk,
two men per segment.
We find and eliminate the coyote.
Any questions?
Well, in that case,
what are you waiting for?
Let's get cracking. Chop, chop!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Thank you, folks.
What's going on here?
It's a police matter.
Has the beast finally
claimed a human life?
Thankfully, no, and we aim
to ensure it never does.
I hope you're not going to kill it.
If it's the only way to
restore public safety.
Shame. That thing's
been good for business.
- I beg your pardon?
- My competitors are just afraid
to invest in land near
the park right now.
Ah. You're a developer.
Bartholomew Prescott,
Prescott Properties.
And the owner of two prime
lots on Parkside Avenue.
Got them for a steal.
Perhaps you should try to
not be so glib, Mr. Prescott.
This is a serious situation.
The beast has attacked
- one of my colleagues.
- And that is awful.
But I won't apologize for
building more apartments
before City Hall passes its
terrible bylaw prohibiting them.
Good day, Detective.
Evacuation is complete.
Ready on your word.
All right.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LEAVES RUSTLING)
(INSECTS, ANIMALS TRILLING)
(LOW PANTING)
There. In the clearing.
I guess we know what happened to Klaus.
Sir?
It's not important. You have a shot?
I can if I just
(YELPING)
It's not well.
No. Excess salivation,
poor coordination.
I think we've found our rabid coyote.
(GUNSHOT, COYOTE YELPS)
(THUDS)
It's for the best.
I just saw this morning's Sentinel.
Is it true? Did you kill the beast?
Uh, poor thing wasn't very
beastly, but yes, I did.
Thank you, Constable Roberts.
Mm. And thank you, Detective Murdoch,
for making the park safe again.
Oh, I'm afraid we may not have
done so just yet, Miss Berger.
Constable Roberts, with me, please.
Yes, sir.
(TENSE MUSIC)
So much for ridding
the city of the beast.
Ah, Mrs. Crabtree. Uh, Miss Newsome.
How are you settling
into the new apartment?
Better this morning.
Louise had me worried
yesterday with all that talk
of the beast of High Park.
- You're living near the park?
- Just across the street.
I'll have a housewarming
once I've unpacked.
- Ah.
- You might want to hold off on that.
Louise, what are you doing here?
I'm here to get a comment
from the Chief Constable
about the woman mauled
to death in the park.
I thought the rabid
coyote had been killed?
It has been.
So it was another coyote
that killed this woman?
I'm not saying that.
Then what are you saying?
I'm not saying anything
other than I don't want you
telling your readers about this.
Why would I do that?
The public deserves to know.
You could be inciting a
panic for no good reason.
For all we know, the
poor woman was killed
by the coyote that Roberts shot.
You'll give me an exclusive
when you're ready to share the news.
Louise, that's blackmail.
Nonsense. It's tit for tat
and the world runs on it.
So?
If you were to whisper anything
about this before my say-so
Consider my lips sealed
and my pen capped.
Oh, Miss Cherry, I dream
about that regularly.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oh. Perfect timing.
Miss Hart was about
to deliver her report.
I hope it's good news.
Depends on your perspective.
The victim wasn't killed by
a coyote or any other animal.
What about the torn flesh and scratches?
Might have been made by a coyote,
but it wasn't inflicted
until after she was dead.
How do you know that for certain?
They didn't bruise or bleed.
If a coyote isn't responsible
for this young woman's death,
then what is?
Her carotid artery was slashed.
And very cleanly so.
This laceration was made by a knife.
So, then it was murder?
I have no doubt about it.
She was killed sometime late last night.
Right. Thank you, Miss Hart.
I thought the park had been evacuated.
I let the constables go after
the rabid coyote was found.
So, sometime after,
the young woman went back
into the park and met a killer.
(SIGHS) Unfortunately, yes.
You identified her?
No. Henry's gone around
visiting local dentists
in the hopes of doing so now.
So she's so far gone to
necessitate using dental records?
Wh No, sir, but she
did wear a retainer.
- A what?
- It's a dental apparatus
for aligning teeth.
If we can find the dentist who made it,
then it will be that much
easier to identify her.
What about the bites?
What about them?
Well, the time of death
means that they weren't
inflicted by a rabid coyote.
Perhaps there are other
coyotes in the park.
Well, even though the
rabid coyote was killed,
the public is still primed
to be terrified of them,
thanks to Miss bloody Cherry.
You're worried the remaining
creatures will be targeted.
I know they will. And
the last thing we need
is an idiot running around
the park shooting off a rifle.
Right. What do you suggest?
Well, the rest of the coyotes
are put down. Officially.
I won't do it.
I won't take a life,
any life, unnecessarily.
This is a matter of public safety.
I-I disagree. The remaining
coyotes in the park
have done nothing to
indicate they're a danger.
That's not the point.
Sir, there may be another way.
Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't fire you
on the spot for insolence.
He's the best marksman we have
at this station house, for a start.
And he's the only
constable that I would trust
- with this at the moment.
- What is it?
It's a non-lethal sedation
device that I've been working on.
Now, you're missing the point, Murdoch.
Lethal is the point.
Well, it-it doesn't have to be.
Uh, this fires darts that are
loaded with a powerful tranquilizer
that will render the
targets unconscious.
- But not dead?
- Not dead. Exactly.
If this works as I intend,
we can sedate the remaining coyotes
so that they can be moved out,
at least until all the panic dies down.
Hm. Let me have a look at this.
- Uh, oh. Careful, it's
- I know how to handle a weapon, son.
Sir, it's
- (GUN FIRES)
- Ah!
- Henry!
- Oh. Uh-oh.
Oh. Sir, I don't
I don't fe I don't feel so good.
- That's got a bloody hair trigger, that.
- No, it
Higgins.
Higgins? Wake up!
- Wake up.
- I'm afraid it's not that simple, sir.
How long does this sedation thing last?
Well, it depends o-on
the target's body weight.
Uh, in this case, I would
estimate three to four hours.
Bloody hell. Three to four hours?
Let's get him in Choi's
office. Put him on the sofa.
Very good idea. Have one
of the constables help you.
Where are you going?
To identify our victim.
Roberts!
Oh-oh!
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHURCH BELL RINGING)
(DOG BARKING)
Is everything all right, Miss Berger?
I've been cleared to work.
- So you don't have rabies?
- Not yet.
- What do you mean?
- What if I'm attacked again?
You've read this morning's Sentinel.
You don't have to worry
about rabid coyotes anymore.
Who knows how many more of
those beasts are in there?
Have you seen any
before the other night?
- No, but
- Right because coyotes
like to keep their distance.
As long as that's true, you
have nothing to be afraid of.
If that's true then why are
you still carrying around a gun?
Actually, it's a
non-lethal sedation device.
It's a mouthful. But,
still, it's a weapon.
Would you feel better
if we patrolled together?
I would.
- Thank you, Constable Roberts.
- Of course.
(SOFT MUSIC)
I told her
she didn't even need the thing.
Her teeth were perfect.
But you know how young women can be.
Uh, how long had Adriana Fodor
been your patient, Dr. Laboda?
She wasn't simply my patient.
She was my protégé in the dental arts.
Oh, you worked together.
The last three years, yes.
Can't believe that
she's gone.
And killed by a damn coyote.
Was it unusual for Miss
Fodor to be in the park?
No. Not at all.
The poor girl moved house just
to get closer to the place.
She took walks there most every day.
Even though she knew there
was a rabid coyote about?
Well, she said that her friend, Willie,
told her there's no
need to be concerned.
Willie.
You mean Mr. Stanton, the groundskeeper?
Couldn't say. I never met the man,
thank goodness.
- Why do you say that?
- Because if I had,
I would have choice words for him now.
That animal went and
'Scuse me, Detective.
(TENSE MUSIC)
What on earth?
What are you doing?
I-I could ask the same thing,
walking into a stranger's home.
This isn't your home. It's mine!
I'm afraid you're mistaken.
I've already paid a deposit and
first month's rent on this unit.
No, a-a-as did I. I have
a receipt to prove it.
As do I.
Well, we can't very well both live here!
Indeed so. Which is why I put
your things out in the hall.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
We're so lucky to have a forest
in the middle of the city.
I'd have said the same
thing two days ago.
High Park used to be a
kind of sanctuary for me.
It will be again.
I don't think it will be.
And that's my own fault.
How so?
Promise you won't tell Detective
Murdoch, or anyone else?
I promise.
I wasn't attacked near the park.
I was attacked in the park.
All right.
Don't you see? I was breaking a law!
The park is off limits after dark,
but it had been such a long day
and I-I couldn't resist and
That doesn't make what
happened your fault.
Of course it does. If I
had just followed the rules,
none of this would have happened.
(SIGHS)
What is it? Do you hear something?
Just listen.
(BIRD WHISTLING)
A cardinal.
What was that you were
saying about a sanctuary?
What are you two up to?
Patrolling, same as usual.
You don't have to lie to me, Constable.
- I know about the dead woman.
- Is that right?
Yes. So you might as well tell
me what exactly is going on here.
And why you have that gun.
Actually, it's a
non-lethal sedation device.
That doesn't answer my question.
Miss Cherry, I don't
know what to tell you.
All we're doing is
Uh, aren't you going to ask me
about my attack, Miss Cherry?
Well, I have been curious.
Oh, it was simply awful.
Let me tell you, Miss Cherry.
The way that I feared for my life
was unlike anything
I've ever experienced.
Do you think it could
be the murder weapon?
Certainly sharp enough
to have killed Miss Fodor.
And you say it was just
laying in the grass?
Yes, on the ground, not too far
from the groundskeeper's cabin.
Mr. Stanton.
- Sir?
- Uh, he's the groundskeeper.
And apparently Miss Fodor
was quite friendly with him.
Come to think of it, he was
whittling with a knife about this size
when I spoke with him the other day.
So, he's likely the killer.
There's one way to find out.
I'm so sorry, Mrs. Newsome.
Miss Newsome.
Yes, of course. It's my brains.
Hard to keep things in there sometimes.
Hmm. Now how is it that two tenants
came to rent the same apartment?
What? No,
that's not what's
happening. It's-it's, uh,
no, no, no, no. It's my
mistake, I assure you.
Um Ah, yes!
Ha ha! Here you are.
Newsome. Ah!
Apartment 204. (CHUCKLING)
I gave you the wrong key yesterday.
Well, that's quite a big mistake.
Yes. I have a form of
the numbers blindness.
I-I swap things in my
mind sometimes. Um
(LOUD CLATTERING)
- Here is the correct key.
- Ah.
You can, of course, move in immediately.
Toronto Constabulary.
If you're in here, Mr.
Stanton, show yourself!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(BUZZING)
Sir.
I found something.
(BIRDS CAWING)
The bites and scratches
are made post-mortem.
Cause of death was a
severed carotid artery,
just like the first victim.
Time of death?
Well, given the rigor
and body temperature,
I'd say right around the same time.
Miss Fodor was killed.
Yes. Miss Fodor's body was discovered
just a few hundred metres from here.
You think the groundskeeper
killed her and then himself?
I don't believe so, no.
So, who did?
And how did they get their
hands on Mr. Stanton's knife?
Both excellent questions.
But I'm more interested in this.
Do my eyes deceive me, Miss Hart,
or is this shape of bite
mark unusual for a coyote?
It's more than unusual, Detective.
It's impossible.
Unless
Unless it was made by a human.
I don't know why I keep expecting
Miss Cherry to keep her word.
Have a look at that.
Yes.
At least she hasn't learned
the identities of the victims.
Or that there is a
murderer on the loose.
Is a murderous coyote any better?
Well, sir, it does provide
us cover to investigate
without alerting the killer.
But what good is that if we
have no idea who the killer is?
I believe I have made some
headway in that direction.
Or at least I've found
a way to find the killer.
What do a set of dentures
have to do with all this?
Miss Hart has confirmed
that the bite marks
on Miss Fodor's body were indeed human.
But the teeth marks
themselves were not human.
Go on.
These belonged to our second victim,
uh, Willie Stanton.
They are made of
filed-down coyote teeth.
So you think the killer used
these to make it look like
a coyote killed the poor sod?
N-not quite. I-I believe
he had a similar set made,
but then did not file
down the coyote teeth.
So, actually yes.
Didn't you say that the first
victim had a connection to a dentist?
I certainly did.
You make dentures, do
you not, Dr. Laboda?
I do. Why?
Um did you make this set?
Certainly not.
How can you be sure?
Ah, for starters, the craftsmanship.
It's very amateurish.
And I wouldn't even know
where to source animal teeth.
You use alternate materials?
Porcelain, like most professionals.
Um
Doctor, please
tell me more about your
relationship with Adriana Fodor.
She was a fine student.
And a nice girl.
Did you have feelings for her?
Why are you asking about this?
Humour me.
Had I hoped that one day we might
Yes.
But she made it perfectly clear
that she was only interested
in me as a teacher.
And how did that make you feel?
How ?
Detective, I've had
quite enough of this.
I insist you tell me what is going on.
Adriana Fodor was murdered,
as was Willie Stanton,
the groundskeeper.
But what about the coyote?
Their deaths were made to
look like animal attacks
using a set of dentures
not unlike these.
Wh ? No, no. You don't think that ?
Detective, it wasn't me!
I did not kill Adriana, nor
anyone else for that matter!
- No?
- No!
But, if someone did,
my money would be on
Bartholomew Prescott.
The developer?
Yeah, they were an item.
Don't ask me why. I mean,
he treated her awfully.
When did you last see
the two of them together?
Well, he-he picked her up from
work the day that she died.
- (VEHICLE HONKING)
- Miss Berger.
- Constable Roberts.
- I was hoping to run into you.
I wanted to thank you for your
help distracting Miss Cherry.
Ah. I could tell you didn't want
her to see whatever you'd found.
I hope it's helped with the case?
Ah, yes and no, but Detective Murdoch
will get to the bottom of things.
Shall we patrol together again?
I've been reassigned to The Ward.
You don't seem happy about that.
Oh, no. No, it's fine. Um
Uh, I'm grateful for the job.
I didn't say you weren't.
It's just
The Ward can be so overwhelming.
Whole city, really.
Being assigned to the park
was a nice respite from that.
Even with the coyotes?
Having a friend with a
non-lethal sedation device helps.
If the city is so overwhelming
why become a morality officer?
To help make it less so for others.
(SOFT MUSIC)
Yes, I met Adriana after
work Tuesday. What of it?
You may well be the last
person to have seen her alive.
What do you
Adriana's dead?
The woman killed by
that coyote, it was her?
I've been telling her to stay
away from the park for weeks.
Until what time were you
with Miss Fodor on Tuesday?
Just long enough for her to tell me
- she didn't want to see me anymore.
- Oh.
She ended things?
Said she needed to focus on her studies.
Obviously she didn't
feel she needed to give up
her precious walks with
that wild man Stanton.
And where did you go after
the two of you parted ways?
I went back to my office to review
designs for my next building.
- Hm. Can anyone corroborate this?
- No.
Why are you asking this?
Mr. Prescott, you told me that
this rabid coyote had
been good for business.
Very.
And just how far would
you be willing to go
to keep business booming?
However far I needed, I suppose.
What's going on here?
You're under arrest on the suspicion
of the murders of Adriana Fodor
and Willie Stanton.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Uh, excuse me, sir.
Oh, uh, we're just finishing up.
Another five minutes.
Oh, no, I'm not ticketing you.
- Then what do you want?
- Uh, some help, actually.
Uh, there are some crates very important
to the constabulary that need moving.
I ain't doing any free
work today, copper.
Already done double
than what I expected.
You and me both.
My friend, I mean, the constabulary,
uh, were given the keys
to the wrong apartment.
Oh, that's nothing. Our
client just found out
his apartment had been
rented by someone else.
Now we gotta cart everything down
- three floors and back out again.
- Huh.
Three floors is a lot. I only
have to go up and down one flight.
Well, have a good day.
Constable Roberts. How
goes the morning's patrol?
Uneventful.
I haven't caught a
glimpse of the coyote.
And your interview with Laboda?
Fruitful. I've arrested
Adriana Fodor's former beau, uh,
Bartholomew Prescott,
on suspicion of murder.
So the case is closed?
Not quite. Although Mr.
Prescott does have strong motive,
I-I don't think he would
stoop to wearing coyote teeth
- and wandering around
- Did you say coyote teeth?
- And murder?
- Have you been following me?
A journalist does what she
has to do to get the scoop.
And this is the scoop of the year.
No, the decade.
Miss Cherry, if you
print a word of this,
I will have you arrested.
If you do that, then I'll never tell you
what I know about Adriana
Fodor's final movements.
You saw her on the day she died
and you didn't disclose that?
Well, I-I didn't know the relevance.
But now that I know
she's been murdered
Tell us what you know.
Or what? You'll throw me in jail?
Fine. She was with Parker Crosby.
That man selling coyote
repellent outside the park.
Yes. And it seemed rather
heated, if you ask me.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
Ah! Detective,
nice to see you again.
How can I help you?
You can start by telling me
what you and Adriana Fodor
argued about two nights ago.
Oh, I wouldn't call it an argument,
more of a discussion.
Tell me, do your curative creations
extend to dentistry, Mr. Crosby?
Well, sometimes. Wh-why do you ask?
Let's have a look inside this wagon.
Oh, I-I-I don't think
that's necessary, Detective.
I'll be more than happy to
answer any questions you have.
- Keys, please.
- Wh
You see, the-the thing
is, Detective, I, uh, I
(GRUNTING) Ah
Oh, my tailbone.
I'm sure you've a salve that
can take care of any bruising.
Apple juice?
Is this why you wouldn't let
me into the back of the wagon?
Thought you were going to arrest
me for selling a false product.
I swear I was only swapping it out until
my next batch of wolf
urine arrived next week.
Do you make dentures, or not?
Not. But I need a set.
That's what Miss Fodor and I
were talking about the other day.
You're a patient of Dr. Laboda's?
I-I couldn't afford the sort he made.
Miss Fodor, she found me
here after my appointment
- and said she'd help.
- Help how?
Said she'd been learning
how to make 'em herself.
She'd made a set for a
friend using coyote teeth
and offered to do the same for me.
- Where is that set now?
- (SCOFFS)
I have no idea.
That's why I was upset.
I was supposed to go
to her apartment for my final
fitting last Tuesday night,
but she cancelled last minute.
What happened?
All she said is there was
trouble at her new apartment.
I'll be needing that address.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
Miss Newsome?
Hello.
Are are you here to help Henry?
Help Henry?
Oh! Sir. Ah
I could very much use your help.
Uh, I was told that this apartment
belonged to Adriana Fodor,
the young lady that
was killed in High Park.
I think you're mistaken.
Uh, there's a lot of
that going around, sir.
You got lucky only
having to move floors.
Is this not the apartment
that you initially rented?
No, there was a mix-up of keys.
Uh, at least you got
to stay in the building.
Some poor sap lost out
on his apartment entirely.
- Yes, it's terrible.
- Yes.
It is.
A-And it could explain the
situation that Miss Fodor was in.
I'd like to speak with
the superintendent.
I'll join you.
Yeah.
I'll just, uh, get more crates.
Hello?
Well, shall we wait?
And while we do
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
Adriana Fodor.
These must be her things.
I don't see the dentures that
she was working on for Mr. Crosby.
I-I am several steps behind here.
Uh, could you please
bring me up to speed?
Oh!
I mean, uh, can I help you?
Detective William Murdoch,
Toronto Constabulary.
I'm investigating the
death of Adriana Fodor.
- Yes.
- Uh, I believe these are her things.
They are.
I, uh, I've begun
cleaning out her apartment.
Poor thing, mauled to death by coyotes.
What apartment did she reside in?
Uh, 204.
But that's my apartment.
Oh. Uh
I gave you the room with a view.
Uh, your deposit was for a
unit facing away from the park.
But you said yesterday, Mr. Pascoe,
that you had always
intended for me to be in 204.
Did I? (NERVOUS CHUCKLING)
I'm so terribly sorry. I, uh
Uh my mind is so
scrambled these days.
Because you're running some
sort of rental scam, aren't you?
I, uh Yes. I
I may have taken more deposits
than there were apartments.
And you killed Adriana Fodor
when she found out as much.
What? No. No!
I never had any trouble with Miss Fodor.
Mr. Pascoe, you gave me
the keys to her apartment
before the news of the deaths
in High Park was broken.
The names of the victims
have never been published.
(SCOFFING)
You no! You must be mistaken.
How could I have known unless, um
Unless you're a murderer.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Henry! Why didn't you stop him?
- Stop who, sir?
- I can't see over the crates!
Put those down. Let's go!
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
Mr. Pascoe, stop!
Right. Henry, follow him in.
I'll cut around and
see if I can stop him
- at the other end of the park.
- Sir.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Mr. Pascoe?
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Ah, bloody rock.
(TWIG SNAPS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GROWLING)
- Mr. Pascoe.
- (GROWLING)
- Stop!
- (GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
Seemed only fair I got
a chance to try it, sir,
- after being shot with it.
- Henry.
I heard your dart gun
proved to be useful.
It did, indeed.
And the superintendent
admitted to it all then, did he?
Once he regained consciousness, yes.
I can see why he killed Miss
Fodor, but why the groundskeeper?
Necessity. She fled to his cabin
after confronting Mr. Pascoe.
- And the horrible dentures?
- An afterthought.
They just happened to be
amongst Miss Fodor's things.
Lucky for him that she had yet
to file down the coyote teeth.
- Or unlucky for her.
- Hm.
Well, that's another case
closed, me 'ol mucker.
You deserve a night off.
Are you going to Miss
Newsome's housewarming party?
I am.
Um, how did she convince Mr. Prescott
to let her stay in the building
if Mr. Pascoe stole her deposit?
I had a word with a
friend down at city council
about that bylaw that
Prescott's worried about.
Expect more apartment
blocks on major streets.
I have no issue with them
as long as they don't
infringe on any more parkland.
(BRIGHT MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
You detain me and then you give
my exclusive to The Gazette?
I had absolutely nothing
to do with the latter.
- You?
- That, Miss Cherry, is called tit for tat,
and the world runs on it.
How dare you twist my words?
Doesn't feel very nice, does it?
Maybe now you've learned your lesson.
Well, yes, if the lesson
is that police are
How about we get you a drink, Louise?
Feeling overwhelmed?
- Pardon me?
- By the party, I mean.
Thought you might be taking
respite by looking at the park,
like you said the other day.
Why would I need respite from a party?
I don't know, I thought maybe
Well, you thought wrong.
I'm watching a pair of lawless boys
gambling right out in the open.
I think they're playing knucklebones.
Sounds filthy.
I intend to put a stop to it.
(SCOFFS) I'll come with you.
Thank you for all your
help this week, Henry.
I know it was a lot.
Oh, it was hell. I don't know
if my back will ever be the same.
I don't know how I can
ever repay you, but here.
A token of my appreciation.
Well, I suppose it's a start.
Miss Newsome. A housewarming gift.
- You didn't have to do that.
- It's an automatic bread toaster.
- Automatic?
- Yes. I-I designed it myself.
The mechanism allows for
the bread to be toasted
to perfection, uh, before releasing it.
Uh, but do be careful.
The release mechanism is
somewhat enthusiastic.
Understood. Thank you.
So, how have you been faring?
Settling into a smaller space, you mean?
Among other things.
Have you spoken to him?
Once or twice.
Seems to be adjusting
well to life in St. John's.
I'm happy to hear it.
As was I.
Well, I must be off.
- Thank you for the invitation.
- If Well
Thank you for coming.
This place feels more like home already.
Effie, you must tell me
where you got that lamp.
- Oh.
- It's lovely.
Which one? Oh! That? Oh,
that was my grandmother's.
- Yes.
- Ladies.
Oh! More whisky?
Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no, no. Plenty.
- Oh, a splash.
- Go on, then.
(THEME MUSIC)