Frankie Drake Mysteries (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 6 - Life on the Line - full transcript

Thanks for inviting me out, Frankie.

Between work and studying, I've
been a bit of a hermit lately.

It's the final push.

Yep. And now
that the chemistry exam's done,

it's just pathology and ethics left.

You are gonna kill pathology!

Hahaha! Very funny!

- I try.
- Haha!

Ethics is a real problem though.
There's just all

this legal jargon. It's like
I'm reading a foreign language.

You're gonna be out of the
classroom and into the clinic



- in no time.
- Yeah, I guess.

You guess? Flo, all you ever talk
about is wanting to be a doctor.

It's just I'm so used to cadavers.

What if I'm not good with patients

who are, you know, alive.

You are wonderful with people.
It's gonna be

- absolutely fine.
- Frankie! Look.

What do we do?

We stay very, very calm. Come on.

Whatever it is, it's not worth it.

Get away from me or I'll jump!

OK, look. There's gotta be
something we can do

or someone we can call.

There isn't anything anyone
can do. I've got nothing left.



Whatever's down there
isn't worth jumping for.

You don't understand.

Well, then help us to.

Someone is trying to ruin my life.

So you thought you'd help them
by jumping off a bridge?

I can't take it anymore. Uh-uh,

the mishaps were one thing, but now!

- Now what?
- What do you do about

the mis-shipments?
You buy the factory,

that's just smart business sense.

But, no! Someone tries
to ruin that for me too!

Who? Who does?

If I knew that, do you
think I'd be up here?

Well, if that's what you want,
she can definitely help.

Meet Frankie Drake,
the best P.I. in the city.

I've already been through
all this with the Pinkertons

and the police. It's no use.
Just leave me alone.

Look, I can help you.

- I promise I can help.
- Be careful.

OK. Oh! Ah!

- Flo! Flo!
- Come on. Careful.

OK.

- You saved my life.
- You're welcome.

You find the jerk
who's trying to ruin my life,

and then maybe I'll thank you.

I've always wanted
to come to this place.

The stuff in here cracks me up!

- Oh!
- Hahahaha!

I didn't know you liked
this kind of stuff!

Oh, you should blame
my father. He used to play

- tricks on my mom all the time.
- Look at that,

there's still things we don't
know about each other.

- Is that him?
- Yep.

That's Ernie Penny.

Ah! You're here, thank goodness!

I-I've come up
with a list of everything

that's gone wrong in the last month.

Mr. Penny. This is
my associate, Trudy Clarke.

Hi. Nice to meet you.
You'll see that the saboteur

has been involved
in every aspect of my life.

"Mis-shipments, incorrect orders,

- staffing problems..."
- Personal attacks

are on the other side. Flip it over.

You have been stood up
on several dates?

Multiple occasions, yes.

There's noise complaints
at your rooming house.

Several of them, yes.

What about this deal
that fell through?

I was set to buy Shipman's
Toy Factory for a song! I had

- papers drawn up and everything!
- And then?

And then some other bidder swooped in

and bested my offer! Yesterday!

It does sound like a string
of bad luck, but are you sure...?

- I'm here about the roaches!
- The what?!

Now, it could take a few sessions...

...if the infestation

is as bad as you said it was

- on the phone.
- No, no, no, no. I assure you,

I have never spoken to you,
or any other exterminator

- for that matter.
- Oh, I got it right here.

"Ernie Penny,
Penny and Pound Emporium."

Just scram! Shoo! Go!

OK, well you still
owe me for the call.

You still think
that it's all bad luck?

- OK, let's just start with
THE BASICS HERE: can you think

of anyone who would want
to do all of this to you?

Yes. Amos Pound.

- As in Penny and Pound?
- The one and the same.

- Amos used to be my partner.
- Where is he now?

Your guess is as good as mine. He quit

in a huff and I haven't heard
from him since. He...

he didn't even clean out his desk.

Excuse me.

Ahoy hoy.

Are you sure about this guy, Frankie?

- I made him a promise.
- Alright. What's first?

Why don't you stay here
and see what you find out

- about this Amos Pound.
- And where are you going?

To see if I can find out
who outbid Ernie.

For the last time,
I did not call an exterminator!

You owe me for this.

Oh, God...

Another, please?

Ah, sorry, what were you saying?

- The sale of your factory?
- Ah, right,

right. Uh, I don't know

what to tell you, Miss Drake.
I got a better offer.

Mr. Penny was under the
impression that no one else knew

- that the factory was for sale.
- I guess someone found out.

- Don't you find that a little odd?
- A sale is a sale.

Can you at least
tell me who bought it?

- I... I don't know.
- What do you mean you don't know?

The buyer wanted to remain anonymous.

The whole thing was

handled over the telephone
with a secretary. Now,

you are welcome to stay
and help me toast

my retirement, but I am done
talking about toys.

Purchase orders,

utility bill...

Hello.

Yes, City Hall, please.
Records department.

- Bill Peters speaking.
- Bill, hi. It's me.

Can we reschedule lunch?
Something's come up at work.

Of course. Everything OK?

Ah, everything's fine.
Just usual work excitement.

How about tomorrow night?
Get a drink at Jelly's?

Yeah, that sounds really great to me.

I'm sick and tired of this, Mr. Penny.

- Uh, who is this?
- If you're gonna be

on the phone this long,
get a private line!

Sir, I'm sorry. This isn't...

Don't "sorry" me!
Have some consideration!

I'll take that as my cue to go.

- See you tomorrow night?
- Sounds good.

"If, in the course
of treating a patient,

"you come to learn
confidential information

"that may affect
the well-being of others,

do you have the obligation to report?"

I don't know. Maybe?

Flo, you have to take this seriously.

I am! It's just all so theoretical.

How you know the right thing to do

unless you're actually
in the situation?

Oh, I guess that's a good point.

- Hmm.
- OK.

"If two doctors
have competing ideas..."

Thank you for coming by, Mr. Pound.

- What can I help you with?
- Well...

...your ex-partner believes
someone is trying

to ruin his life.

Ernie always had
an overactive imagination.

So you're denying having any
involvement with his recent troubles?

- A hundred percent.
- Even though the split was acrimonious?

Everything with Ernie is
acrimonious. It's why I left.

Are you sure it's not
because you got a better offer?

- It helped.
- He said

the two of you were
thinking about buying

Shipman's toy company before you left.

Ernie was, yes.

Did anyone know about that plan?

Anyone from your new factory, maybe?

Not a soul. No. Why?

Well, someone outbid him
yesterday. He lost the sale.

Ooof! It's bad luck. But it wasn't me.

- Then who?
- I'd start with the ex-fiancée.

OK.

Ernie Penny.

If I never hear that name again,
it will be too soon.

Is this about the ring?

'Cause if it is, you can
tell him I've already sold it.

No, it's not about the ring. Look,
he's in quite a lot of trouble.

Well, that man deserves
whatever he gets.

I understand you're upset,

but he could lose his business.

And you think I have
something to do with it?

We're investigating the possibility.

No man who would
break off an engagement

over the telephone
deserves a second thought,

much less the energy it would
take to ruin his business.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

OK, last one:

"What parties, if any,

"do you have to take
into consideration

"when attempting
to gain informed consent

from an unconscious patient?"

- Frankie and Trudy!
- No, Flo.

- No, no, no. I mean, look!
- Oh. Oh, hey, gals!

Hey.

- Trudy.
- Frankie!

Let me guess: your father's?

- His prized possession.
- So, how's the case going?

- Oh, slowly!
- The buyer wants to remain anonymous.

Everything else that's happened
to Ernie seems so random.

That doesn't sound like much to go on.

Yeah, especially when so many
people have a problem with him.

Really? He seemed alright.
Neurotic, but alright.

Tell that to his neighbour.

Guy practically
yelled me off the phone,

ranting about how Ernie
was hogging the party line.

- Maybe it's the phone.
- What about it?

Well, that could be the connection
to all of Ernie's troubles.

The exterminator,

he never called; the
mis-shipments; the false orders.

You think someone's
listening in on his phone calls?

It would be easy enough for someone

to get all that information on him.

- Yeah, but who's the someone?
- There could be

dozens of people on a party line.

Well, we need to find out
who all of them are.

- Let's go!
- Sorry, guys.

OK.

Alright.

Nice seeing you.

Absolutely not!

Our phone records
are strictly confidential.

Of course, I completely understand.

But surely you could make
an exception just this once?

That sort of thing
won't work on me, Miss Drake.

- Come back with a warrant!
- Hi, mister.

I'll take you through.
Thank you. Have a nice day.

- So what now?
- Well, normally I would say

we come back after hours,
but the phone exchange

is open around the clock.
We need to get into those files.

What are you thinking?

I have something that might help.

Good old stink bomb
should do the trick.

Always prepared.

Oh, my gosh!

What is it? Oh!

I'll get the party line
records; you get

- the personnel files.
- Mm-hmm.

Back to work, ladies!

Come on! Do not abandon your stations!

What's he doing back in here?

This place isn't gonna run itself!

- Look at this.
- Is it alright?

The smell is becoming
more tolerable! Come on, ladies!

These phone calls
will not answer themselves!

Let's get this back to the office.

Do you have another stink bomb?

I thought you'd never ask.

Oh! Oh, my goodness!

Go, go, go!

Oh!

Oh! All I can smell is sulphur.

Haha! I gotta hand it to Ernie:

that is the best stink bomb
I've ever smelled.

Spoken like a true connoisseur.

Well, my dad taught me well.

Although he's more
of a whoopee-cushion guy.

So the apple doesn't fall
far from the tree.

Oh, you think I'm bad?
You should see my brothers.

Jacob once put one of those
on my mother's seat in church.

Mildred must have been furious.

Oh, she was so embarrassed
we had to change congregations.

Oh, no.

Well, does your dad have any tips on

how to get the smell out of clothes?

Well, I once heard tomato juice helps.

We should just throw them out.

What am I gonna do with all
the tomato juice I just bought?

You know, I just read this article

about a cocktail that is all the rage

- in Paris.
- Mmm...

You know, I hate to admit this,

but tomato juice and vodka
kind of work.

Mm-hm. Sometimes
the French get things right.

Haha!

- OK.
- OK, so

Ernie shares a party line
with nine other households

and that's a lot of people
to investigate.

- Frankie?
- It's not the party line.

Someone has been tracking Ernie.

Other people as well, it seems like.

But how? Operators aren't allowed
to listen in on phone calls.

Well, allowed or not, they are.

There's dates, times, what
the conversations are about.

So this book belongs to
whoever is trying to ruin Ernie?

Seems that way.

Look at this:
there's a page ripped out.

Can you hand me that pencil?

"Margaret Robinson."
Is she on the personnel list?

Uh...

No. No Robinson unless she quit
when she bought the factory?

There's entries here from today.

OK, so maybe Margaret
Robinson's a pseudonym?

Unless she changed her name.

How are we going to
find out which it is?

We need to get in there.

Alright. Well, Mr. Millard
knows who we are already;

there's no way he's gonna hire us on.

It's not us he's gonna hire.

Our operators must give
a triple A performance

- at all times.
- "Triple A performance."

OK, got it. Um,

what does triple A mean exactly?

They're expected to be accurate, agile

and to comport themselves
with an amazing attitude always.

Is that all?

The rest you'll learn on the job.

Good luck.

One of these women

is responsible for driving
Ernie up on that bridge.

But how do we know which one?

Well, if Margaret Robinson
changed her name, there's

- gotta be a record of it.
- Hopefully, Bill can find it.

Hopefully, Flo and Mary are
having luck at the phone exchange.

- Knock-knock.
- I thought we were meeting tonight.

Don't get up! Don't get up!
We are. Just wanted to make use

of our best inside man at city hall.

Man on the inside, huh?
Makes me sound so important.

Oh, believe me, you are.
The last record officer...

- Mr. McIntyre.
- He was no help at all.

- And not nearly as cute.
- Well, how can I refuse

- you now? What do you two need?
- The record of a name change.

- What's the original name?
- Margaret Robinson.

Easy as pie. Give me five minutes.

Take a seat.

Hello, this is your operator.

Happy birthday,
grandma! Can't wait to see you.

Connecting you now.

I think my arms are gonna fall off.

My arms are fine,

it's my backside
I'm worried about. Ah!

Standby for Walnut 3327.

Ahem! How are you two settling in?

You'll get the hang of it. I'm Lilian.

- I'm Flo. And this is Mary.
- Hi.

- Say hello, Mary.
- Triple A performance, Flo.

Mary, it's fine.

How do you keep up with it all?

Honestly, as long as you don't get
pulled into the drama, you'll be great.

- The drama?
- On the line.

Listening in on personal phone
calls is the number one way

operators fall behind.

And the number one way they get fired.

- Do a lot of operators really do that?
- Oh, you would be surprised.

Just plain rude if you ask me.
Anyways, better get back to it.

And if you have any questions at all,

please feel free to ask. We
operators look out for each other.

Thanks, Lilian.

Doesn't really narrow down
our suspect pool.

What's the game plan? How are we
gonna root out Margaret Robinson?

Uh, uh, can we talk about it on break?

Yes, stand by, Adelaide 212.

So... you and Bill seem to be
in a good place.

We're in a great place, actually.

Last week, he did the sweetest thing.

So, I wasn't able to find
a record of a name change.

- Well, thank you for looking.
- However, I did find this.

It's Margaret Robinson's
last known address.

You're the best! Jelly's tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

Thanks, Bill!

Hello, this is your operator.

I'm gonna return this
to its hiding place.

Frankie said to keep an eye out in
case someone comes back for it.

Yes. Yes, I understand.
Alright, right away.

Well, I've been telling June

she has to lose weight.
What do you think?

I think you're an idiot.

- Sorry?
- I always knew people were dummies,

but after one hour here, that
conviction has climbed to new heights.

Especially men.

- Ugh!
- Right, Edna?

You wouldn't believe
the things we hear.

- Ohhh...
- I'm Busy. She's Edna.

- Flo.
- You need a break, Flo?

- I never thought you'd ask.
- Haha!

- Can I help you?
- Oh. Ah, no... I just...

Well, I saw that you have
such lovely penmanship.

Hm. I said that we look out for
one another, not spy on each other.

Sorry. I... I ju... I'm sorry.

I'll... I'll just...

While we are on the subject
of clueless males,

- I have a confession to make.
- Oh?

Don't tell anyone, but I was fired

from my last job
for messing with a coworker.

I worked in a medical office.
I had this intern, Bart. Ugh!

He drove me crazy. And one day,
I just couldn't take it anymore.

- What did you do?
- I started with silly stuff.

You know, like, um,
moving his equipment

when he wasn't watching or cancelling

meetings, stuff like that,
but then the boss found out

and - pfft - here I am.
- Well, good riddance to them

- if they couldn't take a joke.
- Thanks.

And now that I'm sitting here hearing
all these fools on the line,

I gotta tell you:
I am tempted to teach them

a thing or two.
Do either of you have the urge?

- Hm. Every single day.
- Uh-huh?

Hahaha!

Never felt this way before.

- Neither have I.
- I... I love you, Diana.

I love you too, Marcus, forever.

- Do you need a refresher on the rules?
- No.

- I just...
- It's kind of rude to be nosy.

Are you sure
this is the right address?

Yeah. This is it. 1025 Rusholme Road.

So Margaret Robinson's a nun?

I don't know,
but I'm guessing he can tell us.

Excuse me!

Hi. Hi there.

I'm sorry to bother you. I'm wondering

if you can help us out.
We're looking for a woman

named Margaret Robinson and
this was her last known address.

Margaret Robinson
was a novitiate here,

- but she's no longer with us.
- Why is that?

She was asked to leave
two years ago this past Easter.

A novitiate kicked out of the order?

- That doesn't happen every day.
- What did she do?

- I'd rather not discuss that.
- Well,

can you at least
tell us where she went?

Did she leave a forwarding address?

- I'm afraid not. I'm sorry.
- Well, do you have

a photo of Margaret?
Something in the archives?

All records of Margaret
Robinson were destroyed.

I'm sorry.

- Sounds like a story there.
- I'll say.

Something tells me
she might spill the beans.

- Lovely begonias!
- Oh.

Did Sister Margaret ever
help out with the garden?

I haven't heard that name in years.

- Did you know her?
- Only by reputation.

She was the talk of the parish
when I arrived.

So you never met her?

- What was said?
- Gossip is a sin.

She was asked to leave because
she had relations with a man.

- Hmm.
- Thank you.

Ah. A nun?!

No, of course I've never dated a nun.

- Isn't that illegal or something?
- Or something.

What does a nun have to do
with someone trying to ruin

- my life anyway?
- We're following a lead.

You're sure you've never met
anyone named Margaret Robinson?

I'm 100% certain! And
it sounds like you

don't think Amos Pound
is behind all this.

We don't. Your former partner accepted

- a job at a rival company, but...
- He what?! That scoundrel!

It doesn't mean he has anything to do

with the trouble you've been having.

Well, do you have any other suspects?

Because I'm this close
to having to sell

- the store to pay my creditors.
- We're working on it.

"Working on it," what does that mean?!

It means your case is
our number one priority.

OK, good. Thank you.

Good. I could really use
some good news.

We'll call you the minute
we have any leads.

Sorry for calling again.

I just needed to hear your voice.

I'm glad you did. I've been thinking.

- About what?
- Our future, Marcus.

- I want to be with you forever.
- Awww...

I want to be with you forever too.

I already have my grandmother's ring.

Oh, Marcus, I love you.

Mary? There's a call for you.

Uh, thank you.

Hello? How may I help you
as your operator?

Just one moment, please.
Yes, putting you through.

Hello?

Mary, hi. Calling to see how
everything's going over there.

Oh, hi, Trudy.
Well, I won't speak for Flo,

but this job is fascinating.

That's... great.
Look, I want to give you

an update on the person
we're both looking for.

Oh, I see. We're speaking
in code. Good idea.

You never know
who might be listening in.

Well, this person used to be in the

habit of going to church quite often.

So we're looking for a devout woman.

Very. A real sister of God.

- We're looking for a nun?
- Flo?!

- Hi, Flo.
- How did you get on the line?

Well, one of the perks
of being an operator.

Alright, Trudy.

So we're looking for a nun?
Is that everything? Because,

If so, we really should go.
It's quite busy around here.

You know you're not really supposed
to be answering calls, right?

Well, of course, but we can
only do what we are here to do

if we don't get fired.
We'll see you tonight!

So then Diana's mother
gets on the line,

and she says if they don't stop
seeing each other

she's going to send Diana to...

Have you been listening in
on more calls?

No.

Looking out for one another
has its limits.

I would hate to have
to tell Mr. Millard about this.

Come on, Lilian, it's your last week.

Relax and have a little fun.

I don't consider listening in
on people's phone calls fun.

So why is it your last week?

Company policy
when you're getting married.

Matrimonial retirement, we call it.

We're taking Lil out tonight to
celebrate. You two should join us.

We'd love to. Where are you meeting?

- We haven't decided yet.
- Well, there's a great new

speakeasy down in the Ward
called Jelly's.

Sounds like fun. Be there at 8?

We wouldn't miss it for the world.

- I am so tired I could die.
- I don't know

how I'm gonna find the energy
to study after a day like this.

Other than exhausting, how is it?

Infuriating. Do you have

any idea what stupid and
offensive things people say

when they don't think anyone's
listening? I had half a mind

to tell someone where to shove it.

I think we need to find out
who Margaret Robinson is

- before you do that, Flo.
- If you insist.

- Anyone get close to the book?
- Not a soul.

But we are keeping our eyes peeled.

- Anyone suspicious?
- Well, there's Lilian.

Caught her taking notes
today, and she got

very huffy when I asked her about it.

- Lilian? Really?
- Yes!

And she's getting married too.

So I'm thinking if she is
Margaret Robinson,

it could be to the man

that she got kicked out
of the nunnery for.

Lilian seems like such
a rule follower though.

And Margaret Robinson left her
holy vocation for a man.

So we're looking for a rule breaker.

Alright. Well, what about Busy?

You got to know her
a little bit today.

A little. I sense
that she's the office gossip.

Maybe she can get you the dirt
on the other operators.

That's the hope. A couple of drinks

at Jelly's ought to loosen her tongue.

Oh my gosh!
Speaking of which, we are late!

Does that mean I have to get up?

- Yes! Put your... shoe on!
- Alright, alright. Argh!

- Everything hurts. Everything.
- Oh, prtt!

Cheers.

Sorry, Bill. I know it was
just supposed to be us two.

Ah, it's OK.
I find your work fascinating.

Even when we're just
doing surveillance?

- Even then.
- Another ginger ale, please.

I may not get to church much
these days, but every morning

and every evening, Jesus and I
have a really good chat.

- How lovely for you.
- Any of you ladies have a close

and personal relationship
with our lord and saviour?

No?

Well, I prefer to put

my faith in things I can see.

Like toys. Have you gals

seen what they're selling down
at the Penny and Pound

these days? It's miraculous.

Gals, I'd like you to meet

- my oldest friend in the world...
- Hi!

- ...Miss Julia Berger.
- Hi.

- Very nice to meet you.
- Frankie, isn't that...?

- That's Ernie's ex-fiancée.
- She just happens

to be the best friend of the telephone
operator from the exchange?

I think we just found
Margaret Robinson.

Thank you for coming.

Why am I here, Miss Drake?

And why did you insist
I bring Busy with me?

- It's about Ernie Penny.
- I've already told you I have

nothing to do with whatever's
going on with that man.

- Well, what about your friend?
- Me?

Someone at your telephone
exchange is tracking Ernie's calls.

You're the only operator with
a personal connection to him.

- This is ridiculous.
- Your best friend taking

revenge on the man who hurt you?
I don't find it

- that ridiculous.
- I swear,

I'm not. I wouldn't!

I should have guessed.

Mr. Penny, we weren't expecting you.

I always knew that you and all
of Julia's friends hated me,

but I didn't think you'd stoop so
low as to try to ruin my business!

Leave her alone, Ernie!

I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Mr. Penny, please!
- Miserable brats, both of them!

- I am very sorry, ladies.
- You'll pardon me

if I'm not interested
in your apologies,

or anything else from you, Miss Drake.

Hello. Operator.
How may I help you?

- Yes. Right away.
- Morning, Edna.

- Morning.
- Streetcar was late.

Oof. Morning, Lilian.

- Can I help you?
- CHERRY 5942, PLEASE.

Right away, ma'am.

I called as soon as I could.

Archie stepped out again.

- With his secretary this time.
- Oh, June!

He didn't even try to hide it?
Ah, that is so awful!

Not in the slightest.

Why can't men just be satisfied
with what they have?

God only knows.

Convent school. I'll...

I leave tomorrow.

- She can't just do that, Diana.
- She did.

I don't want to live
without you, Marcus,

but what do we do? I don't know.

Hello? Yeah, ma'am.

Connecting you now. Uh-huh.

Yeah. OK.

Bill found Busy's birth records.

She's telling the truth:
she is not Margaret Robinson.

My gut says there is
something in this notebook

- that will lead us to her.
- But this is just pages

and pages of calls
that she was tracking.

Well, maybe we're going
about this wrong.

- What do you mean?
- How many printing houses

in Toronto are binding
ornate notebooks like that?

There can't be many.

Do you think we can track
Margaret Robinson

- if we could track the notebook?
- It's worth a shot.

Look at this.

"Beene Printing." I know that.

We walked by there the other day.

It was a few doors down from
the church that we were just at.

Yep, that's definitely one of ours.

Do you remember the woman
who you sold it to?

We didn't sell it to a woman,
we sold it to a church.

Haskell and I do the
printing and binding

for every catholic church in town.

- Wow! Must keep you busy.
- Busy is what we like.

We're looking for a novitiate
named Margaret Robinson.

- Does that name ring a bell?
- What business

- would we have with a novitiate?
- Well, she's right down

the street at St. Andrew's...

Like I said: we don't
have any cause to have

- business with novitiates.
- Thank you for your time.

They definitely know
who Margaret Robinson is.

It looks like the husband
wanted to say something.

- Mhm.
- Oh, I gotta go.

- Ernie's gonna be at the office.
- What for?

He said he had some exciting news

that he couldn't tell me
over the phone.

His moods make me dizzy.

Alright, you handle that;
I'll see if I can get

- anything out of Haskell alone.
- OK.

Of course.

Connecting you right now.
How may I place your call?

I'm sorry I'm late, ladies.
You would not

- believe the morning I've had.
- What happened?

Dragged into
some private detective's office

and accused of using this job
as a way to spy on Ernie Penny,

the single worst man I've ever met.

Busy, that's terrible! Why-why don't

you take a moment to calm down?

I am calm. And I'll
tell you what's terrible.

I was about to give these so-called
detectives a piece of my mind

when Ernie comes in and screams at me.

- What in the devil happened?
- I don't know.

What are you doing?

I think Lilian is Margaret Robinson.

What? Why?

Well, because she took
the notebook and she was

- very sketchy about it too.
- What's all that?

I don't know. It just looks
like random numbers and letters.

- Phone numbers?
- I don't know. Look.

- These are stock tips.
- What?! Is that what she's been

scribbling down this entire time?

- Shhhh!
- No, I will not shush!

She's reprimanded me twice today
for listening in on calls,

and here she is doing it herself!

It doesn't mean she's necessarily

the person who's messing with Ernie.

I am tempted to walk
into Mr. Millard's office.

- Oh my gosh!
- What?

It's a contract for the sale
of the toy factory.

You are right:
Lilian is Margaret Robinson.

Frankie Drake?

- My dream! My lucky charm!
- Mr. Penny.

Call me Ernie, I insist.

Ernie, what's the good news?

I've found
a silent partner for the store.

Or rather a silent partner
has found me.

You've turned my fortunes around.

I appreciate the compliment,
but that wasn't my doing.

Well, whatever the case, I'm grateful.

I still want you
on the case of course.

- Of course.
- Don't want whoever's trying

to bring me down to get away with it.

- Go on, give 'em a sniff.
- No, I'm OK.

Come on!

What reflexes!

Well, Trudy has been keeping
me on my toes the last few days.

Good woman!

Well, I'm off to meet the new partner.

Speak soon, Frankie Drake!

- Drake Private Detectives.
- Frankie, we found her.

I'm just going
to drop these at St. Mark's.

- Be back in a few.
- Mm-hm.

- Forget something?
- No. But I think you did.

I don't want to talk
about Margaret Robinson.

- Oh. So you do know her.
- Not anymore.

What's that supposed to mean?

I haven't seen her since she
tried to ruin my wedding, OK?

Ruin your wedding? Why would she...

You're the man she was
kicked out of the nunnery for.

I loved her. I really did.

- Thought she was the one.
- So what happened?

I'm a Catholic. Guilt happened.

- So you split up.
- I couldn't take the idea

that she lost her vocation
because of me.

Hm.

Well, you wouldn't happen to
have a photo of her, would you?

Don't tell my wife.

Frankie, you're never
gonna believe this!

Who is she?

- Hm.
- It's Lilian.

She took the notebook, so Flo
and I went through her purse

and we found stock tips and this.

Which one is she?

She's the one in the blue dress.

Can I help you?

Why are you trying to ruin
Ernie Penny's life?

I'm sorry. Who?

Ernie Penny,

the owner of Penny and
Pound toy company.

I've never heard of him.

If you've never heard

of Ernie Penny, then why are
you tracking his calls?

I don't know what you're on about,
or who you are for that matter!

This is the lady detective who dragged

me into her office this morning.

Well, I don't know
what you want with me, but...

This is your book, isn't it?

Only since I found it this afternoon.

And you are the new owner
of Shipman Toy Company?

So what if I am?

I was under the impression
that my client and the owner

were the only two people
who knew it was for sale.

Well, I overheard Mr. Shipman talking

- about how he wanted to retire.
- You overheard how?

On the phone.

Well, isn't that the pot
calling the kettle black?

So this has nothing to do
with Ernie Penny?

Like I said, I've never heard of him.

What in blazes is going on out here?

You two, in my office now!

The rest of you, back to work!

Oh! Oh! Ugh!

June, hi. I just read an article

in the Ladies' Home Journal
and thought of you.

Apparently, coffee can help you
lose weight fast.

Sure, if that's all you're eating.

"Melts the fat away," so they say.

I thought, since Archie's
wandering again...

He said if I didn't
lose the baby weight soon,

he would leave me. If he does
that, I lose everything!

I'm leaving on the 7 o'clock train.

I'll meet you at the station.

You can't; Mother's coming with me.

It can't end like this, on the phone.

I need to see you before you leave.

I don't think I can get away.

So this is it?

Hello, this is your operator speaking.

Meet me at City Hall at 4:30 p.m.

What? Why?

Because I can help you.

Of course. Hello, this is
your operator speaking.

Yes, ma'am.

Building yourself
a little nest egg, Lilian?

I wouldn't have to if you
didn't have such archaic rules!

Do you know I need to quit my
job because I'm getting married?

That policy is in place
because married women's

- priorities are different, and...
- That policy is ridiculous.

- That is your opinion, but...
- Do you know how hard this job is?

How little operators get paid?

I've given six years of my life
and the way that I see it,

I'm entitled to use a little of
what I hear to... to get ahead.

- Hey, Frankie!
- Trudy needs us at the toy shop.

- Now.
- Let's go.

You can't just walk out
in the middle of a shift!

- Yes, we can.
- Because we triple A quit.

Triple A?

- Trudy!
- Oh!

- Ernie's got Margaret Robinson inside!
- That's Edna!

Oh, my God!
I never would have guessed!

So she must have overheard Ernie
saying something untoward one day

and decided to ruin his
life because of it?

Yeah, that'd be my guess.

My thing is how did
Ernie find out before we did?

Ernie said that a silent partner just

"found him." Maybe
Edna decided to take

her sabotage off the phone
and into the real world.

We need to get in there
before he does something.

And then you lure me to my own store

pretending to be the answer
to all of my problems.

And for what? To laugh at my expense?

As if outbidding me
for Shipman's wasn't enough.

I swear, I don't know
anything about a Shipman's.

- I... I just...
- Shut up!

I don't want to hear
your pathetic excuses.

Put the gun down, Ernie.

You were supposed to be
my lucky charm!

I said that I would help you
and I will.

How?

What Edna did was wrong,

but she didn't buy the toy factory.

I know who did and I have a plan,

but you need to put down the gun now!

Ah... Oh!

AH!

- Hi, Edna.
- Or should we say Margaret?

I was trying to make the world
a kinder place.

By ruining Ernie Penny's life?

- And not just Ernie's.
- What about

Norma Embleton? What did she do?

Or William Kumar, Matthew Parker,

or all of the other people
you were listening to?

You know what these people
are like, the things they say,

when they think no one is listening.

Doesn't any part of you ever
want to teach them a lesson?

What happened to
"judge not lest ye be judged"?

I left the church
when it abandoned me.

- It certainly judged me.
- So you became God?

These people...

all anonymous behind their telephones,

all spouting lies and cruelty

and hatred;

you don't think they deserve
to be held to account?

- By you?!
- I just wanted to make things right.

Ernie Penny almost jumped off

of a bridge because of what you did;

do you call that making it right?

I didn't mean for anything
like that to happen. I swear!

You didn't think your actions
would have consequences?

Not like that, I didn't!

I guess it's time for you
to start repenting.

So I have a lawyer on standby

ready to draw up the papers
to make you

co-owners and operators
of Shipman Toy Factory.

I don't know about this, Frankie.

That may be the one thing
we agree on, Mr. Penny.

I'm sorry. I thought the two
of you would be thrilled.

"Thrilled"? Are you kidding?

No, I'm not.

Given that the alternative
is me calling the police

and having the two of you
thrown in jail.

Thrilled is what I was going for.

- Here you go, June.
- Oh, I didn't order this.

I know, but I read
about this amazing new diet

in the Ladies Home Journal.
It's called divorce.

I highly recommend it.

You can lose 200 pounds
almost overnight.

- Delicious. Thank you.
- My pleasure.

Have a nice day, Archie.

Oh, there you are.

What are you doing here?

I figure I owed you a date

where you weren't watching me work.

Sounds perfect.

Oh! Boy, am I glad to see you two.

- Mary. What's up?
- Uh,

we need a witness.
Do you have a minute?

- Who's "we"?
- My, um...

my friends are getting married.

- "Friends"?
- Oh, well. Acquaintances.

Really. From where?

I met them
while I was working undercover.

I overhead them
talking on the telephone.

It's such a tragic story.

Diana here, her mother's
going to send her to a nunnery.

You know what, Mary? It's OK,
I don't need the details.

So will you do it?
There's a minister inside.

It will only take a minute, I promise.

What do you say?

I'd be honoured. I love weddings.

Come on.