Murdoch Mysteries (2008–…): Season 13, Episode 9 - The Killing Dose - full transcript
After a young woman is critically injured from a fall, Murdoch and Ogden suspect her family is complicit.
She has multiple injuries.
Her head. Leg.
Attendants say she fell from a balcony.
Nurse Sullivan, are you all right?
I know her. Jane Cooper.
We volunteer together at The Haven.
- The women's home?
- Yes.
I saw her just last week.
We'll do our best for her, Kate.
Are you able?
Yes.
- We need to relieve the bleeding in her brain right away.
- Let's go.
Jane! Jane!
Is she all right? Tell
me, I'm her father.
We'll do everything we can.
She's alive.
- But unconscious.
- Oh thank goodness.
These marks are
inconsistent with a fall.
They look like hand prints.
As though she were grabbed by both arms.
Yes. And I found skin
under her fingernails.
You don't believe she
fell off that balcony.
I think she was pushed.
No-one would hurt Miss Jane.
There's no kinder lady.
Loved by everyone who met her.
Ma'am, were you at
the home when she fell?
Sunday is my night off. I leave
a cold meal for the family.
Do you believe it more likely
that she jumped of her own accord?
Never. It had to be an accident.
Miss Jane liked to go to the
balcony on warm evenings to read.
Her foot must have slipped.
That railing is fairly high.
There was no book found
on the scene, Detective.
Ma'am, fairly violent bruises
were found on Miss Cooper's upper arms.
If she wasn't pushed,
do you have any idea how
those may have gotten there?
Mr. Vickers has nowhere
else to turn, George.
Effie, if I start investigating
a case in your building,
your neighbours are gonna
start to recognize me
and your superintendent might
put an end to our visits.
When people are in need,
we can't refuse them help
out of fear of being inconvenienced.
Alright. Fine. Tell
me about this "case".
Mr. Vickers deposited his rent packet
into the lockbox three days ago.
But the superintendent
never got the money.
Mr. Vickers maintains
it must have been stolen.
Oh, well I've heard that one before.
George, a letter from
Watson-Cook publishing.
An offer on your manuscript!
They've had a book withdrawn
and they need a replacement.
They want to publish right away.
Watson-Cook.
That's awfully prestigious.
I knew they'd love it.
But right away?
Why not?
I'm not entirely sure it's ready.
George...
Isn't Mr. Vickers the one who
brought you brownies last week,
- who's sweet on you?
- Don't be ridiculous.
He's a kindly old man who enjoys baking.
That's a likely explanation.
He'll be evicted if he
can't find the money.
He can't afford to pay his rent twice.
Are you really worried
about helping people in need,
or are you worried about
losing these brownies?
Well,
both actually.
For your lunch.
I hope you'll come back again.
- If anyone were to find out...
- I know.
But some things are worth the risk.
Detective Watts! Small world.
- George.
- I didn't know you lived in this building.
Oh. I don't.
Oh! Have a lady friend, do ya?
Nothing to hide from me,
Detective. We are in the same boat.
Your housekeeper stated
she overheard an argument
between you and your daughter
yesterday, Mr. Cooper.
You bring me down here from
the hospital to question me?
I assumed you would be
most anxious of anyone
to learn the circumstances behind
your daughter's accident, sir.
Jane and I didn't argue.
I inquired about a small matter
with the household accounts
and Jane lost her temper.
Your housekeeper described Miss
Cooper as an amiable young lady.
Was it common for her to
lose her temper with you?
[COOPER] No, it was
entirely out of the ordinary
and I was caught quite off
guard as a matter of fact.
She appears to have bruises
from the encounter, Mr. Cooper.
She flew at me. I held her off.
That's the extent of it.
And you were not on the
roof at the time of her fall?
Our argument was hours
prior to the accident.
Yes, Father told me they
had a small set-to, but
I wasn't there. I had an
appointment with Juliette.
The Dressmaker.
Is it a common occurrence for
them to quarrel, Miss Cooper?
Father can test anyone's patience.
He expects Jane to take
care of everything, and then
complains about how she does it.
Your father mentioned the disagreement
was over household accounts.
What was the issue?
Jane has Father on a budget.
He likely overspent again.
But he would never hurt her.
No. Poor Jane, she did this to herself.
Why would your sister do
this to herself, Miss Cooper?
She had been declining
for months, Detective.
Complaining of all sorts of ailments.
And you believe her
melancholy was great enough
that it would cause her to harm herself?
Well, didn't that chimney
cleaner tell you as much?
That she was alone on the balcony?
The fellow who was
there when we found her.
He said he saw everything
from the Neville's roof.
There was no statement
from a chimney cleaner, sir.
- Find out what you can about this, Mr. Parker?
- Alright.
Silas! Thank goodness you're here.
How did this happen?
That is what we are
attempting to determine.
Detective William Murdoch,
Toronto Constabulary. And you are?
I beg your pardon, Detective.
This is Dr. Gettler.
Doctor, is Jane Cooper your patient?
No.
I am posted at Belleville
General Hospital.
Jane is my fianc�e.
Jane is a lovely, proper
woman from a good family.
[MURDOCH] Dr. Gettler, do you believe
she would attempt to take her own life?
She had everything to look forward to.
We were to marry in September.
Her sister said that she had
been suffering from melancholy.
She complained of some
illness in her letters to me,
but that was simply excitement
over our upcoming wedding.
- What was the illness?
- Oh, there were a range of complaints.
One day it would be a terrible headache,
the next she was too cold, the
next she would come over tired.
But you didn't believe her
symptoms were real, Dr. Gettler?
None could be confirmed, you see.
I assured her that they
would abate after the wedding.
Did her family physician
agree with your assessment?
I told her it wasn't
necessary to see him.
I advised her to rest
and spend less time
on her volunteer work.
Is this all, Detective?
I really must see Jane.
Well, that man is an arrogant nitwit.
You don't agree with his diagnosis?
Assuming his fianc�e's
symptoms were hysterical,
brought on by the excitement of
marrying him is not a diagnosis.
Her family has stated that she had
been more temperamental of late.
She was ill and being told
it was all in her head.
That would be upsetting.
What illness would explain
the symptoms, Julia?
I need more information.
Unfortunately, Miss Cooper
can't speak for herself.
Jane Cooper has congestion on her lungs.
From before her injuries?
Most likely.
It suggests that when
she complained of chills,
she was genuinely experiencing
a drop in body temperature.
Did you find anything in her letters?
Yes. She described
episodes of blurred vision.
And pain in her ankles.
There was definitely
something wrong with her,
and it wasn't hysterical.
Domestic bliss.
Yes, I suppose it is.
The girl's father may have
had motive to harm her.
There was conflict over
the family finances.
And the fianc� failed
to diagnose her properly.
Did either of them have opportunity
to throw her off the balcony?
No. I tracked down the chimney sweep
who was working across the way.
He swears Miss Cooper
was on the balcony alone.
He saw her jump.
- Case closed then.
- Not quite.
What have you, Julia?
Once I had an idea what to
look for, I tested her urine.
It showed high levels
of chloral hydrate.
Jane Cooper was being poisoned.
Chloral hydrate is
sometimes used as a sedative,
but her symptoms suggest
excessive and chronic use.
She began complaining of ailments
approximately six months ago.
The poisoning likely began then.
What if she was a regular user?
Nurse Sullivan believes Miss Cooper
knew the dangers and wouldn't
have taken chloral voluntarily.
This woman jumped off a
balcony. She wasn't mentally fit.
I believe that came after the chloral.
She was experiencing real symptoms,
which her own fianc� dismissed.
That could make anyone feel hopeless.
How often do you think
she was getting chloral?
She had to be ingesting it
regularly and in small doses.
Suggesting someone in the
household was responsible.
I had hoped that when the
cerebral swelling reduced,
we would see some brain response.
It's only deteriorated.
It is tragic to see all this
damage in a girl so young.
There are no additional
measures you would recommend?
You are doing everything you can.
Have you a prognosis for recovery?
I know you do not readily
accept the limitations
of our profession, Dr. Ogden.
It is one of the qualities
that makes you a good physician.
Perhaps an experimental treatment.
Prepare the family for the likelihood
that Miss Cooper won't survive.
Snickerdoodles? My late wife's recipe.
Mr. Vickers, you're quite sure
you put the rent in the lockbox?
I mean, sometimes I think I'm
remembering something but I'm actually
remembering the previous
time I did the same thing.
A trick of memory if you will.
As you can see I took thirty
dollars out of the bank
on the day my rent was due.
I wrapped the money and I
wrote my name on the packet
so Mr. Kerr would know
whose account to credit.
And you're sure you put it in the box?
Right after dinner, around
8 o'clock that evening.
I don't want to move house, gentlemen.
Most places to let don't have
an oven with a thermostat.
Care for another?
We will endeavor to find out
what happened, Mr. Vickers.
We wouldn't want you to lose your oven.
Have you an update on
Jane's condition, Dr. Ogden?
As you know, Doctor,
it's telling that she hasn't
regained consciousness.
Yes. I feared as much.
I feel I should tell
you this as a physician.
I have reason to believe
that Miss Cooper's symptoms
prior to her fall were indeed real.
Not hysterical as you believed.
You didn't have occasion
to examine her at the time.
No, but her specific
complaints are consistent
with a case of chloral
hydrate poisoning.
Ridiculous. Jane didn't take chloral.
Tests confirm it.
In future, you would do
well to believe your patients
when they tell you something is wrong.
- I beg your pardon.
- Dr. Ogden,
Miss Cooper is having
respiratory difficulty.
Respiration increased
suddenly several minutes ago.
She's running a fever.
What is the matter? Silas?
Let the surgeon do her work, Bella.
Her pulse is thready.
Blood pressure has increased
from 110 over 70 to 150 over 76
- in the last half-hour, Doctor.
- Is she waking up?
No,
I'm afraid she contracted a bacterial
infection during brain surgery.
- And how will you treat that?
- They can't.
There's nothing to be done.
[JULIA] I'm sorry, Miss Cooper.
The chances of your sister regaining
consciousness are very slight.
But she looks as though she's in pain.
[JULIA] Unfortunately,
morphine is not always
a complete barrier to pain.
We must keep her comfortable, Doctor.
Let's increase the
morphine, Nurse Sullivan.
It doesn't appear to
have been tampered with.
See, I think someone could have
gotten it out without damaging the box.
- You think so?
- Oh, absolutely.
A piece of gum, a length
of rope, two magnets,
- some pine tar and a horseshoe...
- Hey. What are you doing?
My name is Constable Crabtree.
This is Detective Watts.
We're investigating a possible
theft in this building.
- Who might you be?
- Robert Kerr.
I'm the building
superintendent. Don't I know you?
Actually, Detective
Watts was investigating
another case in the
neighbourhood recently.
What do you know of Mr. Vickers'
missing rent money, Mr. Kerr?
It was never missing.
Vickers didn't pay, now he
wants to wiggle out of it.
He says he put his rent
packet in the box at 8 p.m.
- the first evening of the month.
- That's what he says,
but I collected all the rent
the next morning at nine.
Everyone's rent was
accounted for except his.
You accuse our family in
the midst of this nightmare.
Sir, as I've explained,
we believe your daughter
was being poisoned.
First, you think I threw
her from the balcony.
We now know that not to be the case.
Now you think she
jumped of her own accord,
but she did that because she
was being deliberately poisoned.
You think one of us made Jane sick?
It's simply the first
logical place to look.
I've found some things
of interest, Detective.
Those aren't poisons.
They're for Rose's tonics.
- Your housekeeper?
- Yes.
The ingredients she uses
to make her tinctures.
Ma'am, we believe Miss Cooper was
being dosed with chloral hydrate.
Chloral hydrate is one of the
ingredients in your tinctures, is it not?
A very little amount.
Besides, I make these to help the girls.
For sleep, to aid weight loss.
Miss Jane hardly even used them.
But you had it in your house.
Did you understand what it
could do if taken in excess?
Of course, and I told the
girls to leave it to me to mix.
But you had reason to
make Miss Jane sick.
I don't know what you mean.
She was a kind employer.
I've read Miss Cooper's
letters to her fianc�.
And in them, she describes her
volunteer work at The Haven.
A shelter for women,
and during her time there
she met who she
believed was your sister.
Well. My sister is disturbed.
I couldn't help that, could I?
She insisted that you visit her,
you refused, the two of you argued.
She had no right to judge me.
- Did you give her the chloral?
- No! What good would that do?
She already knew about my sister.
A bit of chloral wouldn't change that.
[WATTS] If we believe
Mr. Vickers is right
about when he put the
money into the box,
and Mr. Kerr is truthful
about when he emptied the box,
we can assume the theft took
place between 8 p.m. and 9 a.m.
And as we both know, the building
doors are locked after 7 p.m.
After that, only tenants
with keys can get inside.
So our thief likely lives here.
What do you mean, "as we both know?"
Miss Newsome... I... In fact...
Effie, I've told Detective
Watts about my visits.
I hope you don't mind.
It seems it's too late for me to mind.
Let's keep it between we three, then?
- Yes, yes, of course.
- I'm not ashamed.
But I do have to think of
my professional reputation.
- Oh, that's rubbish.
- George.
Rubbish.
Mr. Vickers signed his rent packet.
Whoever took it may have thrown
that wrapper in the garbage.
It's not to be collected until tomorrow.
I'll leave you to it then.
She's going to die,
and all I've done is prolong her pain.
You've done your best.
Now she's suffering,
even with as much morphine
as we can safely give her.
We'll find out who did this.
When my father was
dying, he called for me.
I didn't make it in time.
This is different.
He was your father.
She's a patient.
And you are here for her.
Doctor. It's Jane Cooper.
Isn't there anything more that
can be done to give her relief?
You know we've given her
as much morphine as we can.
It's time to stop being her nurse
and be her friend. Sit with her, Kate.
[BELLA] Jane was such a strong person.
She took care of all of us.
[SOBS]
I hear Miss Cooper is not
recovering as we'd hoped.
It's worse than that.
Perhaps it was arrogant of us
to try to save her. I don't know.
Dr. Forbes thinks I need to
learn to accept my limitations.
Is this the time for such a lesson?
The alternative is to
violate the Hippocratic Oath.
"I will give no deadly
medicine to anyone if asked,
nor suggest any such counsel."
The girl can't speak for herself.
I don't know if her family can
be trusted to speak for her.
Then it is up to you.
We ward off death.
We live in fear of it.
But, what if it were part of
our job to make it not fearful,
just gentle.
That is an appealing vision.
I'm so sorry this happened to you.
I wish I could have helped you earlier.
You stayed all night.
I wanted to be the one to
tell Jane Cooper's family.
William.
The Inspector told me,
Jane Cooper has died.
Yes.
William...
Doctors.
What happened? What went wrong?
She passed peacefully.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
No. I can't accept this.
I'm so terribly sorry, Mr. Cooper.
[BELLA] This can't be true.
My. Quite the excavation.
[CRABTREE] Well, you'll
be pleased to know, Effie.
It's given us a break in your case.
This is the wrapper
in which Mr. Vickers'
rent money was placed into the box.
If we can find out who threw
out the rest of this trash,
we may have a lead.
I managed to get a
copy of the book cover.
[WATTS] It's distinguished.
"A Man Alone" will be in
bookstores before we know it.
Really?
It's just, it's all
happening so quickly,
I thought I'd have a chance
to make a few changes.
George, it's splendid.
And don't worry. You are good
at everything you set out to do.
Everything you tell me to do, you mean.
Yes, the important things.
That's from Jack Walker's butcher shop.
He lives in the building.
Uh... .
Yes, I remember him.
He was a witness in our
philately case, George.
That's right.
Let's go see what the butcher
has to say for himself.
Yes. Yes.
The post-mortem confirmed
Dr. Ogden's suspicions.
There was chronic chloral intake.
However, in the end, it wasn't the fall
or the poison that killed Miss Cooper.
I beg your pardon?
It was a morphine overdose.
The patient would have been given
morphine to manage pain, Miss Hart.
I recognize as much, Detective.
But this was a killing dose.
It was likely administered less
than an hour before she passed.
My report will note it as
the final cause of death.
Maybe whoever was giving
Jane Cooper the chloral
decided to finish the job.
Mr. Cooper, to your knowledge,
was anyone from your household
at the hospital last night?
Yes, but everyone was
home by eight o'clock.
Including Dr. Gettler?
Rose served us supper at 8:30.
We all turned in a short time later.
Detective, why are you
asking these questions?
Did Jane succumb to her injuries or not?
- We have reason to believe...
- We can't say
any more at this time, Mr. Cooper.
Nurse Sullivan. Have you seen Dr. Ogden?
I believe she is on duty.
I need to know everyone who went
into Jane Cooper's room last night.
Her family stayed until
the end of visiting hours.
Did any of them return
later in the evening?
The housekeeper, the fianc�?
Not that I saw.
Could any of them
have obtained morphine?
Not from within the hospital, Detective.
Our supply is kept under lock and key.
The two of you are listed
on Jane Cooper's chart.
Who treated her last night?
Jane Cooper was in pain.
There was no hope of recovery.
Administering an excess of morphine
would have been an act of mercy.
It may have been any one of us.
It was the right thing to do.
It would be best of you to ask
no more questions, Detect...
Who treated her?
I did.
Come with me.
There was no hope she would
recover, William. She was in pain.
Anything else would have
needlessly prolonged her suffering.
Say something, William.
Even if you don't approve,
you must say something.
Whether or not I
approve of your actions,
you have taken an innocent life.
It's a violation.
Of my oath?
Against God.
I cannot imagine any God who
wouldn't want me to end her suffering.
Did you even think of God?
What did you believe would happen?
You had to know there
would be a post mortem.
What was your plan?
I had a patient to care
for. I didn't make a plan.
I suppose I hoped that Violet would
put it down to treatment of pain.
She's a much better coroner than that.
Yes, it appears she is.
You have just confessed to murder.
It's not murder,
William, it's euthanasia.
In the eyes of the law,
there is no difference.
You could go to jail, Julia!
I don't believe it will come to that.
Doctors do this, William,
more than you know. When it's necessary.
When the suffering of the patient
exceeds their hope for survival.
You did it in the midst
of an investigation.
- You have encountered these cases before.
- Your father was different.
Are you going to arrest me?
No, no I'm not.
I didn't mean for you to be
put in this position, William.
I still have to find out
who poisoned Jane Cooper.
If I can now.
As your husband, I must
recuse myself from your case.
I'll be handing it
over to the Inspector.
[BRACKENREID] Mr. Cooper
has already been to see me.
He has friends in the
Crown Attorney's office.
This is the needle I used
to administer a fatal dose
of morphine to Miss Jane Cooper
at eleven o'clock last night.
I was alone.
Mine are the only fingermarks on it.
One night during the war,
I was making my way back
to camp after a skirmish.
I came across a soldier on the ground.
Just a young lad, probably
his first trip overseas.
He was gut shot.
There was no chance to
get a medic to him in time.
He begged me to...
He didn't have much
time left in any case.
Sometimes we don't know what
we'll do until the moment arrives.
And even then...
Doesn't make it any easier.
Thank you, Inspector.
I understand, but I can't fix it.
Even if I could throw this needle
into Lake Ontario where it belongs.
The girl's father is
angry and he wants answers.
I understand, Tom.
I'm going to have to arrest you, Julia.
Detective?
Dr. Ogden gave Jane Cooper the morphine.
Is your boss taking your
wife to jail right now?
Were you able to obtain Jane
Cooper's personal effects?
Yes, but aren't you more
worried about the doctor?
It remains the fact, Mr. Parker,
that someone tried to
kill that young woman.
I did find this in her
clothing, Detective.
From Mr. Gettler,
posted before the jump.
He writes that he isn't sure they
should marry, given her illness.
"A man who spends all
day among sick people
can only hope to find
relief in his own home."
This fellow is a jackass,
if you'll pardon me for saying so.
This explains the timing of
Miss Cooper's suicide attempt.
And directly links the poisoning to it.
Dr. Gettler never told
us about this letter.
That could indicate a guilty conscience.
The writing of the letter alone
doesn't make him a suspect.
Besides, he lives in Belleville,
only visited Toronto every other week.
Not often enough to
administer the poison.
They wrote to each other every day.
- What's that?
- Potassium hydrate.
If this is chloral, it will decompose
to chloroform and potassium formate.
Smells like chloroform.
You were right, Detective.
The envelope glue does contain chloral.
Enough to have caused
Miss Cooper's symptoms?
Difficult to say for certain.
But even half a gram a day
could make her quite ill.
Yes, that dose could be
consistent with her symptoms.
You're not here to consult me.
You did something that
affects both of us.
An act of considerable moral weight.
Why did you not come to me?
I did talk to you, William.
But I didn't ask you
the question directly
because I didn't want anyone else
to be implicated if it came to this.
You made this decision on your own.
I spoke with you, Nurse Sullivan,
Dr. Forbes, Dr. Dixon. But
it was my responsibility.
I see.
That's what I've been
trying to tell you.
I didn't do this without
thinking it through carefully.
You spoke with Dr. Dixon?
Mr. Walker.
Detective Watts. Constable.
How can I help you?
This came from your shop, Mr. Walker?
Yes, it did.
It was found in a garbage
bin from this building.
Was that bag yours?
Oh, this was chicken kidneys.
I bring them home for Mr.
Kerr. He feeds them to his cat.
That means Mr. Kerr likely
took the money himself.
Thank you for your help, Mr. Walker.
Not at all.
Let's go have a word with
the superintendent, Constable.
Yes.
You had decided to break off
your engagement to Jane Cooper.
No. I was only expressing my worries.
I had hoped she had not
received the letter yet,
that it had nothing to
do with what she did.
Some time after your engagement,
you concluded that
you had made a mistake
and you decided to poison her.
Whatever for?
So you wouldn't be the cad
who broke off an engagement.
The glue on her envelopes
contained chloral hydrate.
You poisoned them, gave them to her,
then kept a daily correspondence
so she would ingest it regularly.
No. I never decided I
didn't want to marry her.
I'll never forgive
myself that she saw this,
these were my last words to her.
Have Constables in
Belleville search his rooms.
The superintendent
confessed to the crime.
How brazen of him.
Apparently he had arranged
to let that apartment
to his cousin of his for a higher rate.
Perhaps we'll get a new superintendent
who is less concerned
with overnight guests.
Now, now, do you want the reputation
of your building to
go completely downhill?
The Belleville Constabulary
said there is no sign
of chloral in Dr. Gettler's apartment.
I have an idea.
I leave tonight.
I simply can't stay
after all of this tragedy.
You understand, Bella.
Don't go, please.
We knew Jane best, you and I.
We can be an aid to each other.
It would be wrong.
Better I should never see you again.
You can't mean that.
You don't want me here, Bella.
I would just be a reminder of Jane.
Silas, I do want you.
I've always wanted you.
Please don't leave.
Or if you must, take me with you.
Thank you Dr. Gettler.
Miss Cooper,
I suspected you may be in love
with your sister's fianc�.
- You've just confirmed it.
- Is this true, Bella?
He loves me, too.
- I know it.
- Whatever gave you such an idea?
You were just too honourable
to admit it. Weren't you?
Silas?
Chloral grains and a bottle of
glue. From your writing desk.
[MURDOCH] The means to poison
your sister's envelopes.
Come with us please, Miss Cooper.
Silas.
What about your wife, Detective?
Will she be prosecuted?
I don't know. I've left
that to the Inspector.
You seem like the sort of man
who would want to protect your wife.
Dr. Ogden is a strong woman.
She values her independence.
By all accounts, Miss Cooper
was a strong woman, too.
That wasn't enough when the men
in her life failed to protect her.
Let's go home.
What about the charges against me?
I'll settle it with the Inspector.
But for now let's get you home.
You've had a long day.
Will you look at that?
It's flying off the shelves.
Effie, just give me one moment.
Beautiful day.
Any good?
It was a present.
- Enjoying it so far?
- So far?
Absolute rot.
- Well?
- He's just starting it.
Dr. Ogden took full responsibility
for Jane Cooper's morphine overdose.
I'm sorry to hear that, Inspector.
Yes, well her confession could
have serious consequences.
And if the wrong people find out,
- she could lose her job.
- Or worse.
You know and respect the
doctor as much as I do.
She did this because it was
the only merciful thing to do.
I have no doubt of that.
I knew you'd understand, Miss Hart.
That's why I've come
to ask you for a favour.
Would you be willing to
remove the morphine findings
from your post-mortem?
I wouldn't normally
falsify evidence, Inspector.
I know. It's asking a lot.
I saw that girl's injuries.
We should all be fortunate
enough to have someone
like Dr. Ogden at that time.
Then you'll change the report.
I'll rewrite it and
I'll burn the original.
I won't forget this, Miss Hart.
We are very lucky to
have you on our team.
Good evening.
Ah, Detective.
George. I want to talk to you.
All right.
You know that when you
saw me the other morning,
- I wasn't visiting a lady friend.
- No explanation necessary.
I lied to you because the
truth is somewhat embarrassing.
- There's really no need...
- I've had money troubles of late.
Yes, I was careless during my travels.
I couldn't make my rent this week.
Mr. Walker was kind enough
to let me stay with him.
Right. Well, money troubles
happen to the best of us.
But Detective, you should know,
that your money troubles
are safe with me.
Thank you, George.
It's all taken care of.
The girl's father had a change of heart,
given his own daughter
set events in motion.
He won't be pursuing the matter.
And the evidence?
I've lost the syringe.
Thank you, sir. I appreciate that.
Oh, and Miss Hart agreed
to rewrite her report.
- You've gone to Miss Hart?
- She was happy to oblige.
It's all done and dusted, Murdoch.
Go home and see your wife.
_
_
What did the Inspector say?
All the charges have been dropped.
You still disapprove of my actions.
Your work comes with difficult choices.
And I'm certain this
decision wasn't made lightly.
It wasn't.
It was very difficult.
I needed my husband.
And when he found out,
his first reaction was to
treat me like a criminal.
Perhaps my faith is a point
that we will never agree on.
But I do expect you to make an effort.
Can we let it be?
For tonight?
It's not that simple.
This isn't over.
The Inspector has covered up your crime
by going to Violet Hart.
She now has information that could
be harmful to all three of us.
That has nothing to do
with what I'm trying to say
to you right now.
William...
Her head. Leg.
Attendants say she fell from a balcony.
Nurse Sullivan, are you all right?
I know her. Jane Cooper.
We volunteer together at The Haven.
- The women's home?
- Yes.
I saw her just last week.
We'll do our best for her, Kate.
Are you able?
Yes.
- We need to relieve the bleeding in her brain right away.
- Let's go.
Jane! Jane!
Is she all right? Tell
me, I'm her father.
We'll do everything we can.
She's alive.
- But unconscious.
- Oh thank goodness.
These marks are
inconsistent with a fall.
They look like hand prints.
As though she were grabbed by both arms.
Yes. And I found skin
under her fingernails.
You don't believe she
fell off that balcony.
I think she was pushed.
No-one would hurt Miss Jane.
There's no kinder lady.
Loved by everyone who met her.
Ma'am, were you at
the home when she fell?
Sunday is my night off. I leave
a cold meal for the family.
Do you believe it more likely
that she jumped of her own accord?
Never. It had to be an accident.
Miss Jane liked to go to the
balcony on warm evenings to read.
Her foot must have slipped.
That railing is fairly high.
There was no book found
on the scene, Detective.
Ma'am, fairly violent bruises
were found on Miss Cooper's upper arms.
If she wasn't pushed,
do you have any idea how
those may have gotten there?
Mr. Vickers has nowhere
else to turn, George.
Effie, if I start investigating
a case in your building,
your neighbours are gonna
start to recognize me
and your superintendent might
put an end to our visits.
When people are in need,
we can't refuse them help
out of fear of being inconvenienced.
Alright. Fine. Tell
me about this "case".
Mr. Vickers deposited his rent packet
into the lockbox three days ago.
But the superintendent
never got the money.
Mr. Vickers maintains
it must have been stolen.
Oh, well I've heard that one before.
George, a letter from
Watson-Cook publishing.
An offer on your manuscript!
They've had a book withdrawn
and they need a replacement.
They want to publish right away.
Watson-Cook.
That's awfully prestigious.
I knew they'd love it.
But right away?
Why not?
I'm not entirely sure it's ready.
George...
Isn't Mr. Vickers the one who
brought you brownies last week,
- who's sweet on you?
- Don't be ridiculous.
He's a kindly old man who enjoys baking.
That's a likely explanation.
He'll be evicted if he
can't find the money.
He can't afford to pay his rent twice.
Are you really worried
about helping people in need,
or are you worried about
losing these brownies?
Well,
both actually.
For your lunch.
I hope you'll come back again.
- If anyone were to find out...
- I know.
But some things are worth the risk.
Detective Watts! Small world.
- George.
- I didn't know you lived in this building.
Oh. I don't.
Oh! Have a lady friend, do ya?
Nothing to hide from me,
Detective. We are in the same boat.
Your housekeeper stated
she overheard an argument
between you and your daughter
yesterday, Mr. Cooper.
You bring me down here from
the hospital to question me?
I assumed you would be
most anxious of anyone
to learn the circumstances behind
your daughter's accident, sir.
Jane and I didn't argue.
I inquired about a small matter
with the household accounts
and Jane lost her temper.
Your housekeeper described Miss
Cooper as an amiable young lady.
Was it common for her to
lose her temper with you?
[COOPER] No, it was
entirely out of the ordinary
and I was caught quite off
guard as a matter of fact.
She appears to have bruises
from the encounter, Mr. Cooper.
She flew at me. I held her off.
That's the extent of it.
And you were not on the
roof at the time of her fall?
Our argument was hours
prior to the accident.
Yes, Father told me they
had a small set-to, but
I wasn't there. I had an
appointment with Juliette.
The Dressmaker.
Is it a common occurrence for
them to quarrel, Miss Cooper?
Father can test anyone's patience.
He expects Jane to take
care of everything, and then
complains about how she does it.
Your father mentioned the disagreement
was over household accounts.
What was the issue?
Jane has Father on a budget.
He likely overspent again.
But he would never hurt her.
No. Poor Jane, she did this to herself.
Why would your sister do
this to herself, Miss Cooper?
She had been declining
for months, Detective.
Complaining of all sorts of ailments.
And you believe her
melancholy was great enough
that it would cause her to harm herself?
Well, didn't that chimney
cleaner tell you as much?
That she was alone on the balcony?
The fellow who was
there when we found her.
He said he saw everything
from the Neville's roof.
There was no statement
from a chimney cleaner, sir.
- Find out what you can about this, Mr. Parker?
- Alright.
Silas! Thank goodness you're here.
How did this happen?
That is what we are
attempting to determine.
Detective William Murdoch,
Toronto Constabulary. And you are?
I beg your pardon, Detective.
This is Dr. Gettler.
Doctor, is Jane Cooper your patient?
No.
I am posted at Belleville
General Hospital.
Jane is my fianc�e.
Jane is a lovely, proper
woman from a good family.
[MURDOCH] Dr. Gettler, do you believe
she would attempt to take her own life?
She had everything to look forward to.
We were to marry in September.
Her sister said that she had
been suffering from melancholy.
She complained of some
illness in her letters to me,
but that was simply excitement
over our upcoming wedding.
- What was the illness?
- Oh, there were a range of complaints.
One day it would be a terrible headache,
the next she was too cold, the
next she would come over tired.
But you didn't believe her
symptoms were real, Dr. Gettler?
None could be confirmed, you see.
I assured her that they
would abate after the wedding.
Did her family physician
agree with your assessment?
I told her it wasn't
necessary to see him.
I advised her to rest
and spend less time
on her volunteer work.
Is this all, Detective?
I really must see Jane.
Well, that man is an arrogant nitwit.
You don't agree with his diagnosis?
Assuming his fianc�e's
symptoms were hysterical,
brought on by the excitement of
marrying him is not a diagnosis.
Her family has stated that she had
been more temperamental of late.
She was ill and being told
it was all in her head.
That would be upsetting.
What illness would explain
the symptoms, Julia?
I need more information.
Unfortunately, Miss Cooper
can't speak for herself.
Jane Cooper has congestion on her lungs.
From before her injuries?
Most likely.
It suggests that when
she complained of chills,
she was genuinely experiencing
a drop in body temperature.
Did you find anything in her letters?
Yes. She described
episodes of blurred vision.
And pain in her ankles.
There was definitely
something wrong with her,
and it wasn't hysterical.
Domestic bliss.
Yes, I suppose it is.
The girl's father may have
had motive to harm her.
There was conflict over
the family finances.
And the fianc� failed
to diagnose her properly.
Did either of them have opportunity
to throw her off the balcony?
No. I tracked down the chimney sweep
who was working across the way.
He swears Miss Cooper
was on the balcony alone.
He saw her jump.
- Case closed then.
- Not quite.
What have you, Julia?
Once I had an idea what to
look for, I tested her urine.
It showed high levels
of chloral hydrate.
Jane Cooper was being poisoned.
Chloral hydrate is
sometimes used as a sedative,
but her symptoms suggest
excessive and chronic use.
She began complaining of ailments
approximately six months ago.
The poisoning likely began then.
What if she was a regular user?
Nurse Sullivan believes Miss Cooper
knew the dangers and wouldn't
have taken chloral voluntarily.
This woman jumped off a
balcony. She wasn't mentally fit.
I believe that came after the chloral.
She was experiencing real symptoms,
which her own fianc� dismissed.
That could make anyone feel hopeless.
How often do you think
she was getting chloral?
She had to be ingesting it
regularly and in small doses.
Suggesting someone in the
household was responsible.
I had hoped that when the
cerebral swelling reduced,
we would see some brain response.
It's only deteriorated.
It is tragic to see all this
damage in a girl so young.
There are no additional
measures you would recommend?
You are doing everything you can.
Have you a prognosis for recovery?
I know you do not readily
accept the limitations
of our profession, Dr. Ogden.
It is one of the qualities
that makes you a good physician.
Perhaps an experimental treatment.
Prepare the family for the likelihood
that Miss Cooper won't survive.
Snickerdoodles? My late wife's recipe.
Mr. Vickers, you're quite sure
you put the rent in the lockbox?
I mean, sometimes I think I'm
remembering something but I'm actually
remembering the previous
time I did the same thing.
A trick of memory if you will.
As you can see I took thirty
dollars out of the bank
on the day my rent was due.
I wrapped the money and I
wrote my name on the packet
so Mr. Kerr would know
whose account to credit.
And you're sure you put it in the box?
Right after dinner, around
8 o'clock that evening.
I don't want to move house, gentlemen.
Most places to let don't have
an oven with a thermostat.
Care for another?
We will endeavor to find out
what happened, Mr. Vickers.
We wouldn't want you to lose your oven.
Have you an update on
Jane's condition, Dr. Ogden?
As you know, Doctor,
it's telling that she hasn't
regained consciousness.
Yes. I feared as much.
I feel I should tell
you this as a physician.
I have reason to believe
that Miss Cooper's symptoms
prior to her fall were indeed real.
Not hysterical as you believed.
You didn't have occasion
to examine her at the time.
No, but her specific
complaints are consistent
with a case of chloral
hydrate poisoning.
Ridiculous. Jane didn't take chloral.
Tests confirm it.
In future, you would do
well to believe your patients
when they tell you something is wrong.
- I beg your pardon.
- Dr. Ogden,
Miss Cooper is having
respiratory difficulty.
Respiration increased
suddenly several minutes ago.
She's running a fever.
What is the matter? Silas?
Let the surgeon do her work, Bella.
Her pulse is thready.
Blood pressure has increased
from 110 over 70 to 150 over 76
- in the last half-hour, Doctor.
- Is she waking up?
No,
I'm afraid she contracted a bacterial
infection during brain surgery.
- And how will you treat that?
- They can't.
There's nothing to be done.
[JULIA] I'm sorry, Miss Cooper.
The chances of your sister regaining
consciousness are very slight.
But she looks as though she's in pain.
[JULIA] Unfortunately,
morphine is not always
a complete barrier to pain.
We must keep her comfortable, Doctor.
Let's increase the
morphine, Nurse Sullivan.
It doesn't appear to
have been tampered with.
See, I think someone could have
gotten it out without damaging the box.
- You think so?
- Oh, absolutely.
A piece of gum, a length
of rope, two magnets,
- some pine tar and a horseshoe...
- Hey. What are you doing?
My name is Constable Crabtree.
This is Detective Watts.
We're investigating a possible
theft in this building.
- Who might you be?
- Robert Kerr.
I'm the building
superintendent. Don't I know you?
Actually, Detective
Watts was investigating
another case in the
neighbourhood recently.
What do you know of Mr. Vickers'
missing rent money, Mr. Kerr?
It was never missing.
Vickers didn't pay, now he
wants to wiggle out of it.
He says he put his rent
packet in the box at 8 p.m.
- the first evening of the month.
- That's what he says,
but I collected all the rent
the next morning at nine.
Everyone's rent was
accounted for except his.
You accuse our family in
the midst of this nightmare.
Sir, as I've explained,
we believe your daughter
was being poisoned.
First, you think I threw
her from the balcony.
We now know that not to be the case.
Now you think she
jumped of her own accord,
but she did that because she
was being deliberately poisoned.
You think one of us made Jane sick?
It's simply the first
logical place to look.
I've found some things
of interest, Detective.
Those aren't poisons.
They're for Rose's tonics.
- Your housekeeper?
- Yes.
The ingredients she uses
to make her tinctures.
Ma'am, we believe Miss Cooper was
being dosed with chloral hydrate.
Chloral hydrate is one of the
ingredients in your tinctures, is it not?
A very little amount.
Besides, I make these to help the girls.
For sleep, to aid weight loss.
Miss Jane hardly even used them.
But you had it in your house.
Did you understand what it
could do if taken in excess?
Of course, and I told the
girls to leave it to me to mix.
But you had reason to
make Miss Jane sick.
I don't know what you mean.
She was a kind employer.
I've read Miss Cooper's
letters to her fianc�.
And in them, she describes her
volunteer work at The Haven.
A shelter for women,
and during her time there
she met who she
believed was your sister.
Well. My sister is disturbed.
I couldn't help that, could I?
She insisted that you visit her,
you refused, the two of you argued.
She had no right to judge me.
- Did you give her the chloral?
- No! What good would that do?
She already knew about my sister.
A bit of chloral wouldn't change that.
[WATTS] If we believe
Mr. Vickers is right
about when he put the
money into the box,
and Mr. Kerr is truthful
about when he emptied the box,
we can assume the theft took
place between 8 p.m. and 9 a.m.
And as we both know, the building
doors are locked after 7 p.m.
After that, only tenants
with keys can get inside.
So our thief likely lives here.
What do you mean, "as we both know?"
Miss Newsome... I... In fact...
Effie, I've told Detective
Watts about my visits.
I hope you don't mind.
It seems it's too late for me to mind.
Let's keep it between we three, then?
- Yes, yes, of course.
- I'm not ashamed.
But I do have to think of
my professional reputation.
- Oh, that's rubbish.
- George.
Rubbish.
Mr. Vickers signed his rent packet.
Whoever took it may have thrown
that wrapper in the garbage.
It's not to be collected until tomorrow.
I'll leave you to it then.
She's going to die,
and all I've done is prolong her pain.
You've done your best.
Now she's suffering,
even with as much morphine
as we can safely give her.
We'll find out who did this.
When my father was
dying, he called for me.
I didn't make it in time.
This is different.
He was your father.
She's a patient.
And you are here for her.
Doctor. It's Jane Cooper.
Isn't there anything more that
can be done to give her relief?
You know we've given her
as much morphine as we can.
It's time to stop being her nurse
and be her friend. Sit with her, Kate.
[BELLA] Jane was such a strong person.
She took care of all of us.
[SOBS]
I hear Miss Cooper is not
recovering as we'd hoped.
It's worse than that.
Perhaps it was arrogant of us
to try to save her. I don't know.
Dr. Forbes thinks I need to
learn to accept my limitations.
Is this the time for such a lesson?
The alternative is to
violate the Hippocratic Oath.
"I will give no deadly
medicine to anyone if asked,
nor suggest any such counsel."
The girl can't speak for herself.
I don't know if her family can
be trusted to speak for her.
Then it is up to you.
We ward off death.
We live in fear of it.
But, what if it were part of
our job to make it not fearful,
just gentle.
That is an appealing vision.
I'm so sorry this happened to you.
I wish I could have helped you earlier.
You stayed all night.
I wanted to be the one to
tell Jane Cooper's family.
William.
The Inspector told me,
Jane Cooper has died.
Yes.
William...
Doctors.
What happened? What went wrong?
She passed peacefully.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
No. I can't accept this.
I'm so terribly sorry, Mr. Cooper.
[BELLA] This can't be true.
My. Quite the excavation.
[CRABTREE] Well, you'll
be pleased to know, Effie.
It's given us a break in your case.
This is the wrapper
in which Mr. Vickers'
rent money was placed into the box.
If we can find out who threw
out the rest of this trash,
we may have a lead.
I managed to get a
copy of the book cover.
[WATTS] It's distinguished.
"A Man Alone" will be in
bookstores before we know it.
Really?
It's just, it's all
happening so quickly,
I thought I'd have a chance
to make a few changes.
George, it's splendid.
And don't worry. You are good
at everything you set out to do.
Everything you tell me to do, you mean.
Yes, the important things.
That's from Jack Walker's butcher shop.
He lives in the building.
Uh... .
Yes, I remember him.
He was a witness in our
philately case, George.
That's right.
Let's go see what the butcher
has to say for himself.
Yes. Yes.
The post-mortem confirmed
Dr. Ogden's suspicions.
There was chronic chloral intake.
However, in the end, it wasn't the fall
or the poison that killed Miss Cooper.
I beg your pardon?
It was a morphine overdose.
The patient would have been given
morphine to manage pain, Miss Hart.
I recognize as much, Detective.
But this was a killing dose.
It was likely administered less
than an hour before she passed.
My report will note it as
the final cause of death.
Maybe whoever was giving
Jane Cooper the chloral
decided to finish the job.
Mr. Cooper, to your knowledge,
was anyone from your household
at the hospital last night?
Yes, but everyone was
home by eight o'clock.
Including Dr. Gettler?
Rose served us supper at 8:30.
We all turned in a short time later.
Detective, why are you
asking these questions?
Did Jane succumb to her injuries or not?
- We have reason to believe...
- We can't say
any more at this time, Mr. Cooper.
Nurse Sullivan. Have you seen Dr. Ogden?
I believe she is on duty.
I need to know everyone who went
into Jane Cooper's room last night.
Her family stayed until
the end of visiting hours.
Did any of them return
later in the evening?
The housekeeper, the fianc�?
Not that I saw.
Could any of them
have obtained morphine?
Not from within the hospital, Detective.
Our supply is kept under lock and key.
The two of you are listed
on Jane Cooper's chart.
Who treated her last night?
Jane Cooper was in pain.
There was no hope of recovery.
Administering an excess of morphine
would have been an act of mercy.
It may have been any one of us.
It was the right thing to do.
It would be best of you to ask
no more questions, Detect...
Who treated her?
I did.
Come with me.
There was no hope she would
recover, William. She was in pain.
Anything else would have
needlessly prolonged her suffering.
Say something, William.
Even if you don't approve,
you must say something.
Whether or not I
approve of your actions,
you have taken an innocent life.
It's a violation.
Of my oath?
Against God.
I cannot imagine any God who
wouldn't want me to end her suffering.
Did you even think of God?
What did you believe would happen?
You had to know there
would be a post mortem.
What was your plan?
I had a patient to care
for. I didn't make a plan.
I suppose I hoped that Violet would
put it down to treatment of pain.
She's a much better coroner than that.
Yes, it appears she is.
You have just confessed to murder.
It's not murder,
William, it's euthanasia.
In the eyes of the law,
there is no difference.
You could go to jail, Julia!
I don't believe it will come to that.
Doctors do this, William,
more than you know. When it's necessary.
When the suffering of the patient
exceeds their hope for survival.
You did it in the midst
of an investigation.
- You have encountered these cases before.
- Your father was different.
Are you going to arrest me?
No, no I'm not.
I didn't mean for you to be
put in this position, William.
I still have to find out
who poisoned Jane Cooper.
If I can now.
As your husband, I must
recuse myself from your case.
I'll be handing it
over to the Inspector.
[BRACKENREID] Mr. Cooper
has already been to see me.
He has friends in the
Crown Attorney's office.
This is the needle I used
to administer a fatal dose
of morphine to Miss Jane Cooper
at eleven o'clock last night.
I was alone.
Mine are the only fingermarks on it.
One night during the war,
I was making my way back
to camp after a skirmish.
I came across a soldier on the ground.
Just a young lad, probably
his first trip overseas.
He was gut shot.
There was no chance to
get a medic to him in time.
He begged me to...
He didn't have much
time left in any case.
Sometimes we don't know what
we'll do until the moment arrives.
And even then...
Doesn't make it any easier.
Thank you, Inspector.
I understand, but I can't fix it.
Even if I could throw this needle
into Lake Ontario where it belongs.
The girl's father is
angry and he wants answers.
I understand, Tom.
I'm going to have to arrest you, Julia.
Detective?
Dr. Ogden gave Jane Cooper the morphine.
Is your boss taking your
wife to jail right now?
Were you able to obtain Jane
Cooper's personal effects?
Yes, but aren't you more
worried about the doctor?
It remains the fact, Mr. Parker,
that someone tried to
kill that young woman.
I did find this in her
clothing, Detective.
From Mr. Gettler,
posted before the jump.
He writes that he isn't sure they
should marry, given her illness.
"A man who spends all
day among sick people
can only hope to find
relief in his own home."
This fellow is a jackass,
if you'll pardon me for saying so.
This explains the timing of
Miss Cooper's suicide attempt.
And directly links the poisoning to it.
Dr. Gettler never told
us about this letter.
That could indicate a guilty conscience.
The writing of the letter alone
doesn't make him a suspect.
Besides, he lives in Belleville,
only visited Toronto every other week.
Not often enough to
administer the poison.
They wrote to each other every day.
- What's that?
- Potassium hydrate.
If this is chloral, it will decompose
to chloroform and potassium formate.
Smells like chloroform.
You were right, Detective.
The envelope glue does contain chloral.
Enough to have caused
Miss Cooper's symptoms?
Difficult to say for certain.
But even half a gram a day
could make her quite ill.
Yes, that dose could be
consistent with her symptoms.
You're not here to consult me.
You did something that
affects both of us.
An act of considerable moral weight.
Why did you not come to me?
I did talk to you, William.
But I didn't ask you
the question directly
because I didn't want anyone else
to be implicated if it came to this.
You made this decision on your own.
I spoke with you, Nurse Sullivan,
Dr. Forbes, Dr. Dixon. But
it was my responsibility.
I see.
That's what I've been
trying to tell you.
I didn't do this without
thinking it through carefully.
You spoke with Dr. Dixon?
Mr. Walker.
Detective Watts. Constable.
How can I help you?
This came from your shop, Mr. Walker?
Yes, it did.
It was found in a garbage
bin from this building.
Was that bag yours?
Oh, this was chicken kidneys.
I bring them home for Mr.
Kerr. He feeds them to his cat.
That means Mr. Kerr likely
took the money himself.
Thank you for your help, Mr. Walker.
Not at all.
Let's go have a word with
the superintendent, Constable.
Yes.
You had decided to break off
your engagement to Jane Cooper.
No. I was only expressing my worries.
I had hoped she had not
received the letter yet,
that it had nothing to
do with what she did.
Some time after your engagement,
you concluded that
you had made a mistake
and you decided to poison her.
Whatever for?
So you wouldn't be the cad
who broke off an engagement.
The glue on her envelopes
contained chloral hydrate.
You poisoned them, gave them to her,
then kept a daily correspondence
so she would ingest it regularly.
No. I never decided I
didn't want to marry her.
I'll never forgive
myself that she saw this,
these were my last words to her.
Have Constables in
Belleville search his rooms.
The superintendent
confessed to the crime.
How brazen of him.
Apparently he had arranged
to let that apartment
to his cousin of his for a higher rate.
Perhaps we'll get a new superintendent
who is less concerned
with overnight guests.
Now, now, do you want the reputation
of your building to
go completely downhill?
The Belleville Constabulary
said there is no sign
of chloral in Dr. Gettler's apartment.
I have an idea.
I leave tonight.
I simply can't stay
after all of this tragedy.
You understand, Bella.
Don't go, please.
We knew Jane best, you and I.
We can be an aid to each other.
It would be wrong.
Better I should never see you again.
You can't mean that.
You don't want me here, Bella.
I would just be a reminder of Jane.
Silas, I do want you.
I've always wanted you.
Please don't leave.
Or if you must, take me with you.
Thank you Dr. Gettler.
Miss Cooper,
I suspected you may be in love
with your sister's fianc�.
- You've just confirmed it.
- Is this true, Bella?
He loves me, too.
- I know it.
- Whatever gave you such an idea?
You were just too honourable
to admit it. Weren't you?
Silas?
Chloral grains and a bottle of
glue. From your writing desk.
[MURDOCH] The means to poison
your sister's envelopes.
Come with us please, Miss Cooper.
Silas.
What about your wife, Detective?
Will she be prosecuted?
I don't know. I've left
that to the Inspector.
You seem like the sort of man
who would want to protect your wife.
Dr. Ogden is a strong woman.
She values her independence.
By all accounts, Miss Cooper
was a strong woman, too.
That wasn't enough when the men
in her life failed to protect her.
Let's go home.
What about the charges against me?
I'll settle it with the Inspector.
But for now let's get you home.
You've had a long day.
Will you look at that?
It's flying off the shelves.
Effie, just give me one moment.
Beautiful day.
Any good?
It was a present.
- Enjoying it so far?
- So far?
Absolute rot.
- Well?
- He's just starting it.
Dr. Ogden took full responsibility
for Jane Cooper's morphine overdose.
I'm sorry to hear that, Inspector.
Yes, well her confession could
have serious consequences.
And if the wrong people find out,
- she could lose her job.
- Or worse.
You know and respect the
doctor as much as I do.
She did this because it was
the only merciful thing to do.
I have no doubt of that.
I knew you'd understand, Miss Hart.
That's why I've come
to ask you for a favour.
Would you be willing to
remove the morphine findings
from your post-mortem?
I wouldn't normally
falsify evidence, Inspector.
I know. It's asking a lot.
I saw that girl's injuries.
We should all be fortunate
enough to have someone
like Dr. Ogden at that time.
Then you'll change the report.
I'll rewrite it and
I'll burn the original.
I won't forget this, Miss Hart.
We are very lucky to
have you on our team.
Good evening.
Ah, Detective.
George. I want to talk to you.
All right.
You know that when you
saw me the other morning,
- I wasn't visiting a lady friend.
- No explanation necessary.
I lied to you because the
truth is somewhat embarrassing.
- There's really no need...
- I've had money troubles of late.
Yes, I was careless during my travels.
I couldn't make my rent this week.
Mr. Walker was kind enough
to let me stay with him.
Right. Well, money troubles
happen to the best of us.
But Detective, you should know,
that your money troubles
are safe with me.
Thank you, George.
It's all taken care of.
The girl's father had a change of heart,
given his own daughter
set events in motion.
He won't be pursuing the matter.
And the evidence?
I've lost the syringe.
Thank you, sir. I appreciate that.
Oh, and Miss Hart agreed
to rewrite her report.
- You've gone to Miss Hart?
- She was happy to oblige.
It's all done and dusted, Murdoch.
Go home and see your wife.
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What did the Inspector say?
All the charges have been dropped.
You still disapprove of my actions.
Your work comes with difficult choices.
And I'm certain this
decision wasn't made lightly.
It wasn't.
It was very difficult.
I needed my husband.
And when he found out,
his first reaction was to
treat me like a criminal.
Perhaps my faith is a point
that we will never agree on.
But I do expect you to make an effort.
Can we let it be?
For tonight?
It's not that simple.
This isn't over.
The Inspector has covered up your crime
by going to Violet Hart.
She now has information that could
be harmful to all three of us.
That has nothing to do
with what I'm trying to say
to you right now.
William...