Murdoch Mysteries (2008–…): Season 16, Episode 15 - Breaking Ranks - full transcript
- Well, if you need
anything, please let me know.
Mrs. Hart.
- I must say it is strange
being back in this place.
- I can imagine.
Are you all right?
- Still rather sore.
Just lucky the bullet
didn't do any more damage.
- How's your state of mind?
- I've been through worse.
- You're a strong
woman, violet hart.
But if you should
ever need a shoulder,
You know you can call on me.
I almost forgot.
There's someone here
who wants to see you.
- Sounds like trouble.
- It's not trouble.
An old friend.
He says he's moving to the city.
- Violet hart.
- Mr. Buchanan.
I haven't seen
you since niagara.
- I should get back to the bar.
Um, lovely to see
you again, isaiah.
- Miss bright.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm moving to
toronto to better myself.
I'm going to take some
courses at the university.
- Hm. Is that so?
Didn't think it easy for a
coloured man to enroll.
- Ever hear of a
mr. Delos davis?
- Of course.
It's not every day a black
man is named king's counsel.
- Family friend.
He's going to pull
some strings for me.
- You're going to be a lawyer.
- I've a mind to.
- I'm impressed.
- Then I'm doing
something right already.
Shall we sit?
- I wasn't planning on staying.
I'd best get going.
- Oh, then allow
me to escort you.
- Where?
- Wherever you want.
- Hm.
Say, I hope I'm not
too, uh, forward...
Walking you home.
Your-your husband won't mind?
- My husband is dead.
Help! Somebody. Please!
- Come on!
- Help!
- He's dead.
- Lord have mercy.
If we'd only been by earlier.
- He's been dead for a while.
Hard to say exactly how long.
- Until we meet again, may god
hold you in the palm of his hand.
- Stand back.
- Sir, I'm a coroner.
City of toronto.
That may be, but
I'm colonel michaels
And john is one of my men.
- I have some
preliminary findings...
- We take care of our own.
I suggest you do the same.
T's go find out.
- Excuse me.
Did you know him?
- Yes.
His name is john walsh.
He used to drink in the
pub where I clear tables.
All the military lads do.
- You only knew him in passing?
- Suppose so.
- You fancied him, didn't you?
- I know it sounds mad.
He was to be an officer and
I'm nothing but a barmaid.
- How did you happen
across his body?
I was on my way home after work
And I saw something
floating in the harbour.
I don't know what possessed
me to go and see what it was.
- I'm very sorry, miss...?
- Drew. Maggie drew.
- Did mr. Walsh ever get
into any fights at the pub?
- No. Why?
- I noticed some
injuries on the body.
They aren't consistent
with drowning.
- I only saw him last
night. He was fine.
- Did you see him leave?
- Yes, around midnight.
- Where to?
- I don't know.
I-I'm sorry, I have to go.
- What happened?
- A young soldier was found
dead in the harbour last night.
We were first on the scene.
His body was in
the water for a while.
- So it's a military case.
- Does it matter?
The boy had injuries
at the back of his head
And defensive
wounds on his hands.
- They have their
own investigators.
This case is not
within our jurisdiction.
As a military man myself,
I know how things work.
I can guarantee they will
conduct a full investigation.
- Doctor!
- Oh!
George, I'm sorry.
Am I in your way?
- Not at all.
Ah, well, yes, but I
assume with good reason.
- I'm assisting a former
colleague with a research study.
- What kind of study?
- Actually, it's one that
you could partake in.
We need participants.
Dr. Binet and his
student, theodore simon,
Designed this challenge
As a part of their study into
the capacity of the human mind.
- Capacity for what?
- Intelligence.
- Oh.
Sir? Are you taking the test?
- I don't believe the true
scope of one's intelligence
Can be measured with a written
test; not with these questions.
- William is a skeptic.
It's just a series of
simple empirical questions
Resulting in a score.
An intelligence quotient.
- Quotient? I like that.
I should like to
know my quotient
And I would like to compare
it to the quotient of others.
- William scored very poorly.
I have not taken the test!
- Sir, doctor, george.
- Oh, henry!
Would you like to have
your intelligence measured?
- What for?
- So that you know
how smart you are.
- What for?
- It's part of a study.
You fill this out
and you get a score.
- I wouldn't put much
stock in it, henry.
I suspect those
who do are already
Somewhat
intellectually challenged.
- Uh, can I do it
while I'm at work?
- Don't see why not.
- Then sure.
"you need three pints of water.
How do you measure three pints
Using only a five pint
can and a two pint can?"
What do I want three
pints of water for?
- Uh, so, why did we stop here?
I want to take you for lunch.
- Hardly in the mood.
- Why's that?
- I don't take kindly to
people telling me what to do,
To say nothing, of ignoring my
professional assessment of a case.
- Shame about that.
Um, but, you know,
you have to let it go;
Some good food isn't a bad
way to take your mind off it.
- I'm not letting it go.
- Do you have a choice?
- No.
We have to get to the bottom
of this like we did in niagara.
- Well, this isn't what I had in mind for
our first rendezvous after all this time,
But, uh, I suppose it'll do.
- Good.
Now let's find out what
happened to john walsh.
- Miss drew.
How are you feeling?
- This morning I put my
shoes on the wrong feet
And for a long time I couldn't
figure out what the matter was.
- Shock can last for
days, longer sometimes.
- John left the pub around
midnight the night before last.
Do you have any
idea where he went?
He told me he was going
to meet his friend, david.
David symington.
- Do you know where
we could find him?
He's a recruit at fort york,
Though I doubt you'd
find admittance there.
- Thank you for your time.
- There's something else.
Last night, after...
Well, after we found john,
I stopped in here
to get my things
And david was in
here with his fiancée.
He was shattered.
Crying into his pint.
- Must have heard what happened.
- I suppose so.
But then I heard him
say, "what have I done?"
- "what have I done?"
Are you certain?
- Yes.
- Did he say anything else?
- Nothing. He was overcome.
He didn't mention
another word about it.
- What is his fiancée's name?
- Ellen kirby.
- Do you know where
we might find her?
- She lives over on
parliament street.
- Thank you, miss drew.
- Who exactly are you people?
- Oh! Hello.
- I am the coroner
for the city of toronto.
Mr. Buchanan and
I were at fort york
When john walsh's body
was pulled from the water.
- Oh, dear. I barely knew john.
- We were told you were
a friend of the deceased.
- He was david's
friend, my fiancé.
- We heard david was
upset in the pub last night.
- 'course he was.
He'd just found
out john had died.
- He was also overheard
saying, "what have I done?"
What had he done?
- It was personal.
Their friendship
was complicated.
- Is it true that david had
met john the night before last?
- David had nothing to
do with john walsh's death.
- I didn't mean to offend you.
- I think it's best
you both leave.
Good luck to you.
- She sure changed
her tune quite fast.
You'd think she'd want to help.
- She may not
even know the truth.
Just wish I had some
more time with the body.
- Maybe we can find a
way for you to take a look.
- What did you have in mind?
- We walk onto that military base and try
to find the doctor who did the post-mortem.
- Right.
You think they'll just let
us waltz right up to him?
- Oh, who's gonna
stop us? The army?
Fortune favours
the bold, miss hart.
- Huh.
- And bold you are.
What exactly do
you intend to do?
- Follow my lead.
Special operative buchanan, at
the request of colonel michaels.
- I'll need to see
some identification.
- We know the way,
recruit. Stand down.
- I can't let you... - the
colonel's waiting for us.
Yes, captain!
- And what happens
if he calls the colonel?
- I sure hope we'll
be long gone by then.
Come on.
- I'm sorry. How
did you get in here?
Please, just a
moment of your time.
I'm violet hart, the coroner
for the toronto morgue.
We were first on the scene
when john walsh's body was found.
We believe we have some
information that you might find useful.
- Huh! And what may that be?
- Have you determined
a cause of death?
- I thought you were here to
give me information, not seek it.
Boy obviously drowned.
I disagree, sir...
- You are a mere city coroner.
You don't have half
the experience that I do.
My post-mortem is conclusive.
Hey!
Don't touch that!
His belongings are
being held for his brother.
Leave them be.
- I apologize.
- Did you consider the injuries
on his head and his hands?
- The body was
found near a marina
And it had been in the
water for some time.
Did you consider that
it may have knocked
Against rocks, boats and all manner of
things leading to post-mortem injuries?
- May I see the body?
- Certainly not.
- If as you suggest that the
injuries were made post-mortem,
The bruises and the nature of the
wounds could help us come to a conclusion.
- My post-mortem was conclusive.
Accidental drowning.
Now I suggest the two of
you show yourselves out
Before I call the guards.
- I got a call from
colonel michaels.
What were you doing at the military
base tossing his name around?
- Speaking with the doctor
who performed the post-mortem.
- Was I talking to myself when I
told you to stay away from this?
- I don't believe the
doctor's conclusions.
There were unique injuries
on the head and hands.
Those would hardly be
caused by floating in the water.
- How do you know these
injuries contributed to the death?
- We had a witness that said he
was uninjured shortly before he died.
- Never mind that. It's done.
Let the military do their job.
Consider that an order.
- I suppose that's
the end of the road?
- We'll see about that.
- I don't believe I've
had the pleasure.
- Isaiah buchanan.
- Detective murdoch.
Why don't we speak in private?
I'd like to hear more
about this case.
That this is an
unfortunate accident.
- And you don't trust the military to
conduct their own proper investigation?
- I felt wounds on
the back of his head
And saw defense
wounds on his hands.
They were anything
but accidental.
- Oh.
Any other leads?
- His friend, david symington.
- Yes.
The night after john's death he was
overheard saying, "what have I done?"
- We also found john's
belongings at the army morgue.
He had a curious notebook, uh...
Like a journal full of codes
and strange markings.
- You saw this yourself?
- Briefly.
- Where is that now?
- The doctor said his brother's
picking up his belongings.
- That's where we're off to now.
He works at the hardware
store on duke street.
- Duke street.
I could go.
You've already met
the inspector's ire once.
- Twice, actually.
- All the more reason.
- I was hoping he'd
work in the store with me,
But he insisted on
the military instead.
- Had you spoken with
your brother recently?
- Uh...
I mean, a few days ago.
He was upset that
he'd been reprimanded.
- Reprimanded for what?
- For an altercation
with another soldier.
- Do you know who?
- Didn't say.
Just that it wasn't his fault and his
commanding officer had it out for him.
No, my brother wasn't
exactly a model soldier,
But, I mean, he didn't
really respect their rules
Or their chain of command.
- So why stay?
- Well, he was
studying engineering.
I mean, that's the
reason he enlisted;
To make his mark
as a military engineer.
- Do you know what
your brother was doing
On the night that he died?
- No.
Do-do you think that
someone did something to him?
- The military has stated that
it was an accidental drowning.
That's nonsense.
He could swim from
rochester and back.
- Hm.
Perhaps his journal could shed
some light on his final days and hours.
- How did you know
about his journal?
- Oh, it was listed amongst
his personal effects.
- Oh. I hoped the same,
But good luck
making any sense of it.
- What do you mean?
- Well, take a look.
See, john liked
to make lists of...
Well, everything.
Things that he saw,
Things that he liked,
things he didn't like.
He was always that way,
just particular and obsessive.
- "11:53. He
returned h.D. Locked.
11:56 shaved lint from u..."
- Everything's either
abbreviated, or in code.
I couldn't make any sense of it.
- May I borrow this?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Yes, I was john walsh's
commanding officer.
What about it?
- I understand he was
recently reprimanded
For an altercation
with a fellow recruit.
- The last in a long
line of such incidents.
The other recruits
took issue with john.
- Why was that?
- The young man
had eccentricities.
- Such as?
- Well, in this last case,
He was smacked
by a fellow recruit
For repeatedly locking a door.
- Someone was unlocking it?
- No.
It was a compulsion,
I guess you'd say.
It was not logical, but
such was john's nature.
- I see.
And this behaviour caused
more than one such incident?
- Oh, yes.
He was not well regarded
by his fellow recruits.
But if you're here because
you think one of them killed him,
I can disabuse
you of that notion.
His eccentricities
were disliked, but minor,
Not a motive for murder.
- Nevertheless, I don't believe
his death to have been an accident.
- Detective... - the coroner
for the city of toronto
Observed injuries to his body.
His brother stated that he
was a very strong swimmer.
Something just
doesn't add up here.
Wouldn't you like to
learn the truth, colonel?
Or are you protecting someone?
- Yes.
His family.
The young man committed suicide.
- Suicide?
You told his brother that
his death was an accident.
- A harsh truth like that's
best kept from the family.
It will not be on
his military record.
I trust this concludes your
interest in the matter. Good day.
- Constables. How
do you feel you did?
- I have to say, doctor, I tend
to agree with the detective.
I'm not entirely convinced
of the test's merits.
- Well, I suppose that's why my
colleague is looking for participants.
Your answers could help
to improve the questions.
- Well, it seems some of
the questions have little to do
With intelligence at all.
For example, this one says,
"which of these
faces is prettier?"
What kind of a question is that?
- That one was easy. You
just pick the prettier one.
- Well, it's most certainly not
a test of knowledge or trivia,
But there must be some
method to mr. Binet's madness.
Are you ready to hand them in?
- What's all this then?
- A test to measure
one's intelligence, sir.
- Care to try your
hand, inspector?
We're looking for volunteers.
- Why would you want to
measure your intelligence, higgins?
Won't exactly be a
boost of confidence.
- Well, I think I did
quite well actually, sir.
- Better than he would.
- What was that?
- Hm? - What?
- Eh?
- Ah, higgins thinks
he's done quite well, sir.
You two think you're
clever, don't you?
I tell you what:
If you score higher than me,
you can have the weekend off.
- And if you beat us?
- You mean "when."
When I beat ya,
you go back to work
And you stop all
this fannying around.
I'll have this back to you
in the morning, doctor.
- Good luck, inspector.
- Good evening.
- The entire weekend off, hm?
Doctor, maybe I'll actually go
over my answers one more time.
- Actually, I might make a
couple of adjustments myself.
- Suicide?
- According to the colonel.
- But the injuries?
- Perhaps the military
doctor's assessment
That they were inflicted
post-mortem was correct.
- Well, what about
the blows to his head?
- He could have jumped
off a bridge. We don't know.
We have found nothing that explicitly
discounts the possibility of suicide.
In fact, it would answer
some of our questions.
- I don't believe it. No one
we talked to said anything
About him wanting
to kill himself.
- Apparently, he'd been
struggling in the military.
Perhaps the pressure
was too much.
- What about david symington?
What did he mean when
he said, "what have I done?"
How does that fit with
their suicide theory?
- Perhaps mr. Symington
also suspected suicide
And felt that he, in some way,
contributed to john walsh's melancholy.
- Or he's a killer and the
military's covering it up.
The pub is just up here.
What was that?
- It came from over here.
Stop! Toronto constabulary!
- He's been beaten
badly, but he's still alive.
- Someone call for an ambulance!
- Sir? Sir? Are you all right?
- Who did this to you?
- We need to get
him to a hospital.
- Telephone for an ambulance.
- Miss drew, do
you know this man?
- I do. That's david symington.
I lost the attacker.
- Did you get a look at him?
- No, he was too
far ahead of me.
He was holding something.
Could have been a weapon.
- We were just on our
way to speak with him.
This must have something
to do with the murder.
- If that was the case, it's very
unlikely mr. Symington here is the killer.
Much more likely that
he knows something.
- Ah, dr. Ogden,
the very person.
My intelligence test.
- How did you fare?
- Piece of cake.
The one with the
circles... It was b, right?
- I wasn't sure about that one myself, actually.
- Hm.
But we mustn't
take it too seriously.
It's just a bit of fun.
- A bit of fun.
How did tweedledee
and tweedledum do?
- I'm afraid I haven't had
time to review their tests yet.
- Sure you had a glance.
Inspector,
I'll have all of your scores
back to you this afternoon.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Last night, a young recruit
Was attacked and brutally
beaten in the alley outside the pub.
He was a friend of john walsh,
The other recruit whose
body was pulled from the water.
Now, I suspect these
two events are related.
- You've decided to stick
your nose in this, too?
- Sir, the military's account
of the events doesn't add up.
- So who's the lad
that was beaten up?
- David symington.
He was witnessed saying,
"what have I done?" after
john walsh's body was found.
- A suspect then?
- Possibly.
Or he knows something.
- Someone tried to kill
him to keep him quiet.
- That would be my guess.
- Nevertheless, murdoch,
leave the case alone.
It's a military matter.
- Begging your pardon, sir,
But the military is not
exempt from justice.
One young man is already
dead, another one may soon be.
I'm not going to wait
to find out who's next.
Hello?
Detective murdoch of
the toronto constabulary.
- I'm david's
fiancée, ellen kirby.
- How is he?
- They say he'll likely live.
- Has he said anything yet?
- No.
He hasn't woken up.
- Do you have any idea
who could have done this?
Maybe it's because he went
to meet with john that night.
- John... John walsh?
He met with john walsh
the night that he died?
- No. They were meant to,
but... John never showed up.
- Oh.
I'm very sorry, miss kirby.
- This is a private room.
I don't want you bothering me
and my fiancé while he's in this state.
- Miss kirby,
Miss hart is likely the reason
that mr. Symington is still alive.
It was at her insistence that
we continued to pursue this case
And very likely the reason
We came across mr. Symington
before he was beaten to death.
- Oh.
I'm sorry.
- The military can't
possibly call this an accident.
- I should think not.
- What now?
- Mr. Symington was
to meet with john walsh
The night that he died.
What were those
two meeting about?
- Repetitive rituals
performed compulsively.
I've read about this disorder.
Apparently these rituals
made him unpopular
With the fellow recruits,
but I don't understand it.
We all have habits and routines.
- Yes, william,
but this is different.
Esquirol studied individuals who
used rituals to control their anxiety.
If they don't
follow these rituals,
They feel they can't function in the world.
- Hm.
He mentions "d" a number of
times on the day that he died.
Who is "d"? David?
- David symington.
It's simple enough.
- He was to meet
with him that night.
But ellen kirby says
that they never met.
What does the rest of
the entry about "d" mean?
- "r-u-n-c-o-r".
- "runcor."
- Hm.
It's not a cypher. At
least, not one I can crack.
- Run "c-o-r"?
- Perhaps.
Then who is cor?
- "cor."
Could be a person, someone
he was running from?
Hm.
Detective murdoch.
Yes, sir.
I see.
All right. I'll be right there.
Apparently the military
has made an arrest
In the assault on
david symington.
- Oh.
Good luck.
Ah, murdoch!
I asked colonel
michaels to come in.
Have a seat.
- I'm relieved this
nasty business is over.
- Oh. Have you made an arrest?
- Robert walsh,
john walsh's brother.
- Uh... And his motive?
- He blamed symington
for his brother's death.
Witnesses said he
threatened him last night.
- Tragedy upon tragedy.
It's unfortunate, but...
We cannot allow an undisciplined
thug to debase the uniform
And destroy a
promising military career.
- David symington was
assaulted with a weapon.
Have you recovered that?
- Found the wrench used in
the assault in robert walsh's store.
- I'd like to speak with him.
- I understand
that you were there
In the immediate
aftermath of the altercation.
Inspector brackenreid tells me
you have no clue what transpired
And you were unable to
apprehend the attacker.
- I didn't quite
put it that way.
- The assailant fled because
we were busy saving the boy's life.
- I'm glad you did.
I assure you we'll do what's
necessary to find justice.
- No, you won't.
We will.
Detective murdoch
will take over from here.
Beg your pardon?
- John walsh was
found on your grounds.
David symington may
be a military recruit,
But he was assaulted in my ward.
That means this is our case.
- Tom.
- You'll transfer
robert walsh to my cells
And provide me with any
evidence that you have against him.
We followed your rules, colonel.
Now you follow ours.
Robert walsh is
now in our cells.
- This is the evidence in the case?
- Correct.
But it looks to me like the
colonel might be right on this one.
Numerous witnesses in the pub saw walsh
threaten symington just before the attack.
- I take it this is the weapon?
- Found at walsh's hardware
store. Traces of blood.
- That's what the attacker was using last night?
- That's what they say.
- I saw that man running
off and I could have sworn
Whatever he had in his
hand was longer than that.
- They're lying.
- How do you mean?
- I saw symington right
after the attack happened.
He had at least three
distinct wounds to his skull.
It's possible there
was a fracture.
The injuries weren't caused by
something with a sharp edge like that;
Would have been
a blunt implement.
- So they are lying.
They're using robert
walsh's threat as a scapegoat.
Someone is trying to cover up
what happened to john walsh.
- The colonel.
- Seems likely.
If he's behind this, he won't
be a colonel for much longer.
With statements
That place you at the pub the night
that mr. Symington was assaulted.
You were thrown out.
- He killed my brother.
- Are you certain of that?
- If he didn't, then he
knows something about it.
- A spanner with blood on
it was found in your store.
- I'm being set up.
The blood was
probably already there,
Or they put it on
when they found it.
All I know is I never hit
anyone with anything.
- All right.
Where did you go
after the altercation?
- I, uh, I went down to the
spot where john was found
Just to... Say goodbye.
I'd had more than a few.
- Did anyone see you?
- No, it was late.
- I wish I could
help you, mr. Walsh.
But without an alibi, you
could be facing charges.
- Diabhal!
- I beg your pardon?
- Oh!
I-I was only
cursing. I apologize.
- But what did you say?
It-it's nothing. It's irish.
- R-u-n-c-o-r...
There-there's nothing.
- "runcor" certainly
doesn't sound irish.
- Oh, wait.
- There's a possibility that
it is irish, or at least in part.
"rún" - roon,
Which means, uh, secret.
- Secret. "rún-cor".
A secret about cor.
Something he was
going to tell david?
Could it be about the fiancée?
- Ellen kirby? Possibly.
But I believe she's
represented by the letter "e".
"e" for "ellen".
There's a number of
references to "d" and "e".
- Oh, here's cor
a few days earlier.
It says "caid." "c-a-I-d".
That sounds irish.
- Caid...
Caid... caidreamh.
Caidreamh.
It means "affair."
John walsh knew something
that led to this tragedy.
A secret.
- How can you
possibly know that?
That's a wild assumption.
- I don't believe it
to be an assumption.
Mr. Walsh kept detailed
notes in his journal.
- About what?
- The irish word for affair
Is caidreamh.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
You were having an
affair, weren't you?
Mr. Walsh learned of this affair
And that's why he wanted
to meet with his friend david,
In order to tell him the truth.
- Yes.
It's true.
David went to meet john.
He was hurt, angry.
They fought and...
- Why would they fight?
Why would david be upset
That his friend john
wanted to tell him the truth?
- Because the
affair was with john.
- I don't believe that
to be true, miss kirby.
- What do you mean?
"run cor."
Run, or in this case,
rún, means secret
And cor, I believe, is the
abbreviation of choirnéal.
Colonel.
Colonel michaels killed john
To prevent him
from telling anyone
Of the affair that he
was having with you.
- Yes...
Yes, it's true.
It... It's all true.
- My only question is...
How did the colonel know
where john would be that night?
- It was me.
- David asked me what
it could have been about,
What john wanted to tell him.
- I knew, of course.
I told the colonel.
Colonel michaels demanded david
tell him where he was meeting john
And ordered him to stay away.
- And when david learned
what had happened,
He blamed himself
For sending john to his death.
- He lamented what he'd
done, but he hadn't done a thing.
- It was all my fault.
- Colonel michaels.
- You again.
Haven't we had this
conversation already?
- You're under arrest for
the murder of john walsh.
- What? On what grounds?
- Miss kirby has
confessed to your affair
And to the events
leading up to the murder.
- What does she say?
- Your lawyer can request
a copy of her statement.
- I admit to nothing.
- You do have
the right to silence.
But I will be taking
this into evidence.
Thank you. Constables.
- He's all yours.
- Thank you.
I'll need to take
some photographs.
The handle is a perfect match
for david symington's wounds.
- Has he woken up?
- No.
But they believe he will soon.
Even without his account we can
lay charges against colonel michaels.
- And what of john walsh?
- I believe he was struck
with the shaft, not the handle.
- Meaning we can't prove it.
- No. In fact, I'm skeptical this
is the weapon that was used.
Uh...
Take a look at his hands.
- They're a mess, eh?
- Several unique wounds
on the back of his hands
And wooden
splinters in his palms.
- Small and circular. Strange.
- So he was hit with
something, but not this stick.
- That would seem to be the case.
- Then with what?
- Might be this.
Found it near the
place we found the body.
- Oh!
Let's have a look!
- So you decided to just
continue investigating?
- I asked him to, inspector.
- Oh, you're doing our job
for us now are you, miss hart?
- Simply assisting, sir.
- Well, good work.
- Thank you, sir.
- What do you think, murdoch?
- Well, sir, judging by this,
I believe mr. Buchanan may have
found what we've been looking for.
- Anything else?
- There are fingermarks.
But I don't believe them to
be a match for the colonel's.
- Ah, bloody hell.
So he didn't do it?
- There's only one other
person who could have done this.
Ellen kirby killed
john walsh herself.
That was quite a performance
you put on, miss kirby.
We almost believed your story.
But your fingermarks were
found on the murder weapon.
John walsh was a
decent young man.
He didn't deserve
what you did to him.
Neither did your fiancé.
How could you let
that happen to him?
- I'm not saying anything
without my lawyer.
- You do realize my
father is jed kirby.
His name means
something in this town.
- Hm.
And now, miss
kirby, so does yours.
- You beat a young
recruit nearly to death.
You're a disgrace
to your uniform.
- I had to protect her.
It was for love.
I know what it looks
like, but it's true.
We loved one another.
- Mr. Symington has just
regained consciousness.
Lucky for you, assault and battery
carries with it a much lesser sentence.
- Lucky?
I'll be discharged.
And ellen?
- She'll likely be hanged.
- All this for what?
John walsh was a nobody.
He never was gonna
make it in the military.
- Not under your command.
Thank you for this, mr. Walsh.
Without it, your brother's legacy
would have been very different.
- And without you, detective.
- Oh, you can give all of
your thanks to miss hart here.
Her determination is the only
reason any of this was uncovered.
- Well, thank you, miss hart.
- You two have met?
- I'm accompanying him
to his brother's ceremony.
- John's being honoured
with a full military funeral.
- They say that grief
divided is made lighter.
- Well done.
- So, I have everyone's results.
- Right, so, here we
all are. How did we do?
- Quite well.
In fact, inspector, you just
managed to edge out george.
Oh. you
all right, me ol' mucker?
Wisdom comes with
experience, as they say.
- No surprise
there, sir. Well done.
- And what about this one?
Did he get any answers right?
- Yes! In fact, henry
scored the best of everyone.
- What? - Him?
- Really?
- You sure about that?
- Quite.
- Huh.
Don't know what to say.
I guess I'll be taking
the weekend off, sir.
Deal's a deal.
- Fine.
Crabtree, rip up
this week's schedule.
Higgins will be mucking out the
stables for the rest of the month.
- Sir?
- And next month!
- Oh, I'm so sorry, henry.
I didn't realize this silly test
would cause such consternation.
- Oh, it's all right.
And I still get to make
fun of george for being daft.
- Except I'm not the
one on stable duty.
- You got the answers
wrong on purpose, didn't you?
Higgins, I don't
know how smart I am,
But only a nitwit would beat
his boss on an intelligence test.
- Oh.
- Thought you intended
to make yourself scarce.
- This place is hard
to stay away from.
- The music?
The drinks?
No. My captivating company.
- All of those things, mrs. Bright.
- Hm...
You're a terrible
liar, miss hart.
At least on this matter.
Do have fun.
- Glad you stuck with it.
- Uh.
Glad you challenged me to do so.
- I must say, it, uh, made me want
to get back into private investigation.
Nothing quite like the
feeling of cracking a case.
- You have more
important things to tend to.
- That I do.
Was that too forward?
Given... - I'm not sure.
Better try it again.
- Oh, so you decided to take
the intelligence test after all.
- Well...
- I thought you
declared it ineffective.
- Uh!
It's just a bit of fun. Why not?
- You just want to know that you're
smarter than everyone else, don't you?
No.
Although that part
should be self-evident.
- William murdoch!
I've never known
you to be so vain.
- I am not!
I just wanted to know how
my results compared to yours.
- Oh, did you now?
Well, let's have
a look, shall we?
Number one, question... Oh!
That's wrong. Number two...
Oh! That's wrong, too.
Look! - What?
- So many wrong!
Oh, there's another
wrong one! No, oh!
I... Let me see
that...
- No! No! Ah! No!
- No! Stop!
- You are lying to me!
- They're all right!
anything, please let me know.
Mrs. Hart.
- I must say it is strange
being back in this place.
- I can imagine.
Are you all right?
- Still rather sore.
Just lucky the bullet
didn't do any more damage.
- How's your state of mind?
- I've been through worse.
- You're a strong
woman, violet hart.
But if you should
ever need a shoulder,
You know you can call on me.
I almost forgot.
There's someone here
who wants to see you.
- Sounds like trouble.
- It's not trouble.
An old friend.
He says he's moving to the city.
- Violet hart.
- Mr. Buchanan.
I haven't seen
you since niagara.
- I should get back to the bar.
Um, lovely to see
you again, isaiah.
- Miss bright.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm moving to
toronto to better myself.
I'm going to take some
courses at the university.
- Hm. Is that so?
Didn't think it easy for a
coloured man to enroll.
- Ever hear of a
mr. Delos davis?
- Of course.
It's not every day a black
man is named king's counsel.
- Family friend.
He's going to pull
some strings for me.
- You're going to be a lawyer.
- I've a mind to.
- I'm impressed.
- Then I'm doing
something right already.
Shall we sit?
- I wasn't planning on staying.
I'd best get going.
- Oh, then allow
me to escort you.
- Where?
- Wherever you want.
- Hm.
Say, I hope I'm not
too, uh, forward...
Walking you home.
Your-your husband won't mind?
- My husband is dead.
Help! Somebody. Please!
- Come on!
- Help!
- He's dead.
- Lord have mercy.
If we'd only been by earlier.
- He's been dead for a while.
Hard to say exactly how long.
- Until we meet again, may god
hold you in the palm of his hand.
- Stand back.
- Sir, I'm a coroner.
City of toronto.
That may be, but
I'm colonel michaels
And john is one of my men.
- I have some
preliminary findings...
- We take care of our own.
I suggest you do the same.
T's go find out.
- Excuse me.
Did you know him?
- Yes.
His name is john walsh.
He used to drink in the
pub where I clear tables.
All the military lads do.
- You only knew him in passing?
- Suppose so.
- You fancied him, didn't you?
- I know it sounds mad.
He was to be an officer and
I'm nothing but a barmaid.
- How did you happen
across his body?
I was on my way home after work
And I saw something
floating in the harbour.
I don't know what possessed
me to go and see what it was.
- I'm very sorry, miss...?
- Drew. Maggie drew.
- Did mr. Walsh ever get
into any fights at the pub?
- No. Why?
- I noticed some
injuries on the body.
They aren't consistent
with drowning.
- I only saw him last
night. He was fine.
- Did you see him leave?
- Yes, around midnight.
- Where to?
- I don't know.
I-I'm sorry, I have to go.
- What happened?
- A young soldier was found
dead in the harbour last night.
We were first on the scene.
His body was in
the water for a while.
- So it's a military case.
- Does it matter?
The boy had injuries
at the back of his head
And defensive
wounds on his hands.
- They have their
own investigators.
This case is not
within our jurisdiction.
As a military man myself,
I know how things work.
I can guarantee they will
conduct a full investigation.
- Doctor!
- Oh!
George, I'm sorry.
Am I in your way?
- Not at all.
Ah, well, yes, but I
assume with good reason.
- I'm assisting a former
colleague with a research study.
- What kind of study?
- Actually, it's one that
you could partake in.
We need participants.
Dr. Binet and his
student, theodore simon,
Designed this challenge
As a part of their study into
the capacity of the human mind.
- Capacity for what?
- Intelligence.
- Oh.
Sir? Are you taking the test?
- I don't believe the true
scope of one's intelligence
Can be measured with a written
test; not with these questions.
- William is a skeptic.
It's just a series of
simple empirical questions
Resulting in a score.
An intelligence quotient.
- Quotient? I like that.
I should like to
know my quotient
And I would like to compare
it to the quotient of others.
- William scored very poorly.
I have not taken the test!
- Sir, doctor, george.
- Oh, henry!
Would you like to have
your intelligence measured?
- What for?
- So that you know
how smart you are.
- What for?
- It's part of a study.
You fill this out
and you get a score.
- I wouldn't put much
stock in it, henry.
I suspect those
who do are already
Somewhat
intellectually challenged.
- Uh, can I do it
while I'm at work?
- Don't see why not.
- Then sure.
"you need three pints of water.
How do you measure three pints
Using only a five pint
can and a two pint can?"
What do I want three
pints of water for?
- Uh, so, why did we stop here?
I want to take you for lunch.
- Hardly in the mood.
- Why's that?
- I don't take kindly to
people telling me what to do,
To say nothing, of ignoring my
professional assessment of a case.
- Shame about that.
Um, but, you know,
you have to let it go;
Some good food isn't a bad
way to take your mind off it.
- I'm not letting it go.
- Do you have a choice?
- No.
We have to get to the bottom
of this like we did in niagara.
- Well, this isn't what I had in mind for
our first rendezvous after all this time,
But, uh, I suppose it'll do.
- Good.
Now let's find out what
happened to john walsh.
- Miss drew.
How are you feeling?
- This morning I put my
shoes on the wrong feet
And for a long time I couldn't
figure out what the matter was.
- Shock can last for
days, longer sometimes.
- John left the pub around
midnight the night before last.
Do you have any
idea where he went?
He told me he was going
to meet his friend, david.
David symington.
- Do you know where
we could find him?
He's a recruit at fort york,
Though I doubt you'd
find admittance there.
- Thank you for your time.
- There's something else.
Last night, after...
Well, after we found john,
I stopped in here
to get my things
And david was in
here with his fiancée.
He was shattered.
Crying into his pint.
- Must have heard what happened.
- I suppose so.
But then I heard him
say, "what have I done?"
- "what have I done?"
Are you certain?
- Yes.
- Did he say anything else?
- Nothing. He was overcome.
He didn't mention
another word about it.
- What is his fiancée's name?
- Ellen kirby.
- Do you know where
we might find her?
- She lives over on
parliament street.
- Thank you, miss drew.
- Who exactly are you people?
- Oh! Hello.
- I am the coroner
for the city of toronto.
Mr. Buchanan and
I were at fort york
When john walsh's body
was pulled from the water.
- Oh, dear. I barely knew john.
- We were told you were
a friend of the deceased.
- He was david's
friend, my fiancé.
- We heard david was
upset in the pub last night.
- 'course he was.
He'd just found
out john had died.
- He was also overheard
saying, "what have I done?"
What had he done?
- It was personal.
Their friendship
was complicated.
- Is it true that david had
met john the night before last?
- David had nothing to
do with john walsh's death.
- I didn't mean to offend you.
- I think it's best
you both leave.
Good luck to you.
- She sure changed
her tune quite fast.
You'd think she'd want to help.
- She may not
even know the truth.
Just wish I had some
more time with the body.
- Maybe we can find a
way for you to take a look.
- What did you have in mind?
- We walk onto that military base and try
to find the doctor who did the post-mortem.
- Right.
You think they'll just let
us waltz right up to him?
- Oh, who's gonna
stop us? The army?
Fortune favours
the bold, miss hart.
- Huh.
- And bold you are.
What exactly do
you intend to do?
- Follow my lead.
Special operative buchanan, at
the request of colonel michaels.
- I'll need to see
some identification.
- We know the way,
recruit. Stand down.
- I can't let you... - the
colonel's waiting for us.
Yes, captain!
- And what happens
if he calls the colonel?
- I sure hope we'll
be long gone by then.
Come on.
- I'm sorry. How
did you get in here?
Please, just a
moment of your time.
I'm violet hart, the coroner
for the toronto morgue.
We were first on the scene
when john walsh's body was found.
We believe we have some
information that you might find useful.
- Huh! And what may that be?
- Have you determined
a cause of death?
- I thought you were here to
give me information, not seek it.
Boy obviously drowned.
I disagree, sir...
- You are a mere city coroner.
You don't have half
the experience that I do.
My post-mortem is conclusive.
Hey!
Don't touch that!
His belongings are
being held for his brother.
Leave them be.
- I apologize.
- Did you consider the injuries
on his head and his hands?
- The body was
found near a marina
And it had been in the
water for some time.
Did you consider that
it may have knocked
Against rocks, boats and all manner of
things leading to post-mortem injuries?
- May I see the body?
- Certainly not.
- If as you suggest that the
injuries were made post-mortem,
The bruises and the nature of the
wounds could help us come to a conclusion.
- My post-mortem was conclusive.
Accidental drowning.
Now I suggest the two of
you show yourselves out
Before I call the guards.
- I got a call from
colonel michaels.
What were you doing at the military
base tossing his name around?
- Speaking with the doctor
who performed the post-mortem.
- Was I talking to myself when I
told you to stay away from this?
- I don't believe the
doctor's conclusions.
There were unique injuries
on the head and hands.
Those would hardly be
caused by floating in the water.
- How do you know these
injuries contributed to the death?
- We had a witness that said he
was uninjured shortly before he died.
- Never mind that. It's done.
Let the military do their job.
Consider that an order.
- I suppose that's
the end of the road?
- We'll see about that.
- I don't believe I've
had the pleasure.
- Isaiah buchanan.
- Detective murdoch.
Why don't we speak in private?
I'd like to hear more
about this case.
That this is an
unfortunate accident.
- And you don't trust the military to
conduct their own proper investigation?
- I felt wounds on
the back of his head
And saw defense
wounds on his hands.
They were anything
but accidental.
- Oh.
Any other leads?
- His friend, david symington.
- Yes.
The night after john's death he was
overheard saying, "what have I done?"
- We also found john's
belongings at the army morgue.
He had a curious notebook, uh...
Like a journal full of codes
and strange markings.
- You saw this yourself?
- Briefly.
- Where is that now?
- The doctor said his brother's
picking up his belongings.
- That's where we're off to now.
He works at the hardware
store on duke street.
- Duke street.
I could go.
You've already met
the inspector's ire once.
- Twice, actually.
- All the more reason.
- I was hoping he'd
work in the store with me,
But he insisted on
the military instead.
- Had you spoken with
your brother recently?
- Uh...
I mean, a few days ago.
He was upset that
he'd been reprimanded.
- Reprimanded for what?
- For an altercation
with another soldier.
- Do you know who?
- Didn't say.
Just that it wasn't his fault and his
commanding officer had it out for him.
No, my brother wasn't
exactly a model soldier,
But, I mean, he didn't
really respect their rules
Or their chain of command.
- So why stay?
- Well, he was
studying engineering.
I mean, that's the
reason he enlisted;
To make his mark
as a military engineer.
- Do you know what
your brother was doing
On the night that he died?
- No.
Do-do you think that
someone did something to him?
- The military has stated that
it was an accidental drowning.
That's nonsense.
He could swim from
rochester and back.
- Hm.
Perhaps his journal could shed
some light on his final days and hours.
- How did you know
about his journal?
- Oh, it was listed amongst
his personal effects.
- Oh. I hoped the same,
But good luck
making any sense of it.
- What do you mean?
- Well, take a look.
See, john liked
to make lists of...
Well, everything.
Things that he saw,
Things that he liked,
things he didn't like.
He was always that way,
just particular and obsessive.
- "11:53. He
returned h.D. Locked.
11:56 shaved lint from u..."
- Everything's either
abbreviated, or in code.
I couldn't make any sense of it.
- May I borrow this?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Yes, I was john walsh's
commanding officer.
What about it?
- I understand he was
recently reprimanded
For an altercation
with a fellow recruit.
- The last in a long
line of such incidents.
The other recruits
took issue with john.
- Why was that?
- The young man
had eccentricities.
- Such as?
- Well, in this last case,
He was smacked
by a fellow recruit
For repeatedly locking a door.
- Someone was unlocking it?
- No.
It was a compulsion,
I guess you'd say.
It was not logical, but
such was john's nature.
- I see.
And this behaviour caused
more than one such incident?
- Oh, yes.
He was not well regarded
by his fellow recruits.
But if you're here because
you think one of them killed him,
I can disabuse
you of that notion.
His eccentricities
were disliked, but minor,
Not a motive for murder.
- Nevertheless, I don't believe
his death to have been an accident.
- Detective... - the coroner
for the city of toronto
Observed injuries to his body.
His brother stated that he
was a very strong swimmer.
Something just
doesn't add up here.
Wouldn't you like to
learn the truth, colonel?
Or are you protecting someone?
- Yes.
His family.
The young man committed suicide.
- Suicide?
You told his brother that
his death was an accident.
- A harsh truth like that's
best kept from the family.
It will not be on
his military record.
I trust this concludes your
interest in the matter. Good day.
- Constables. How
do you feel you did?
- I have to say, doctor, I tend
to agree with the detective.
I'm not entirely convinced
of the test's merits.
- Well, I suppose that's why my
colleague is looking for participants.
Your answers could help
to improve the questions.
- Well, it seems some of
the questions have little to do
With intelligence at all.
For example, this one says,
"which of these
faces is prettier?"
What kind of a question is that?
- That one was easy. You
just pick the prettier one.
- Well, it's most certainly not
a test of knowledge or trivia,
But there must be some
method to mr. Binet's madness.
Are you ready to hand them in?
- What's all this then?
- A test to measure
one's intelligence, sir.
- Care to try your
hand, inspector?
We're looking for volunteers.
- Why would you want to
measure your intelligence, higgins?
Won't exactly be a
boost of confidence.
- Well, I think I did
quite well actually, sir.
- Better than he would.
- What was that?
- Hm? - What?
- Eh?
- Ah, higgins thinks
he's done quite well, sir.
You two think you're
clever, don't you?
I tell you what:
If you score higher than me,
you can have the weekend off.
- And if you beat us?
- You mean "when."
When I beat ya,
you go back to work
And you stop all
this fannying around.
I'll have this back to you
in the morning, doctor.
- Good luck, inspector.
- Good evening.
- The entire weekend off, hm?
Doctor, maybe I'll actually go
over my answers one more time.
- Actually, I might make a
couple of adjustments myself.
- Suicide?
- According to the colonel.
- But the injuries?
- Perhaps the military
doctor's assessment
That they were inflicted
post-mortem was correct.
- Well, what about
the blows to his head?
- He could have jumped
off a bridge. We don't know.
We have found nothing that explicitly
discounts the possibility of suicide.
In fact, it would answer
some of our questions.
- I don't believe it. No one
we talked to said anything
About him wanting
to kill himself.
- Apparently, he'd been
struggling in the military.
Perhaps the pressure
was too much.
- What about david symington?
What did he mean when
he said, "what have I done?"
How does that fit with
their suicide theory?
- Perhaps mr. Symington
also suspected suicide
And felt that he, in some way,
contributed to john walsh's melancholy.
- Or he's a killer and the
military's covering it up.
The pub is just up here.
What was that?
- It came from over here.
Stop! Toronto constabulary!
- He's been beaten
badly, but he's still alive.
- Someone call for an ambulance!
- Sir? Sir? Are you all right?
- Who did this to you?
- We need to get
him to a hospital.
- Telephone for an ambulance.
- Miss drew, do
you know this man?
- I do. That's david symington.
I lost the attacker.
- Did you get a look at him?
- No, he was too
far ahead of me.
He was holding something.
Could have been a weapon.
- We were just on our
way to speak with him.
This must have something
to do with the murder.
- If that was the case, it's very
unlikely mr. Symington here is the killer.
Much more likely that
he knows something.
- Ah, dr. Ogden,
the very person.
My intelligence test.
- How did you fare?
- Piece of cake.
The one with the
circles... It was b, right?
- I wasn't sure about that one myself, actually.
- Hm.
But we mustn't
take it too seriously.
It's just a bit of fun.
- A bit of fun.
How did tweedledee
and tweedledum do?
- I'm afraid I haven't had
time to review their tests yet.
- Sure you had a glance.
Inspector,
I'll have all of your scores
back to you this afternoon.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Last night, a young recruit
Was attacked and brutally
beaten in the alley outside the pub.
He was a friend of john walsh,
The other recruit whose
body was pulled from the water.
Now, I suspect these
two events are related.
- You've decided to stick
your nose in this, too?
- Sir, the military's account
of the events doesn't add up.
- So who's the lad
that was beaten up?
- David symington.
He was witnessed saying,
"what have I done?" after
john walsh's body was found.
- A suspect then?
- Possibly.
Or he knows something.
- Someone tried to kill
him to keep him quiet.
- That would be my guess.
- Nevertheless, murdoch,
leave the case alone.
It's a military matter.
- Begging your pardon, sir,
But the military is not
exempt from justice.
One young man is already
dead, another one may soon be.
I'm not going to wait
to find out who's next.
Hello?
Detective murdoch of
the toronto constabulary.
- I'm david's
fiancée, ellen kirby.
- How is he?
- They say he'll likely live.
- Has he said anything yet?
- No.
He hasn't woken up.
- Do you have any idea
who could have done this?
Maybe it's because he went
to meet with john that night.
- John... John walsh?
He met with john walsh
the night that he died?
- No. They were meant to,
but... John never showed up.
- Oh.
I'm very sorry, miss kirby.
- This is a private room.
I don't want you bothering me
and my fiancé while he's in this state.
- Miss kirby,
Miss hart is likely the reason
that mr. Symington is still alive.
It was at her insistence that
we continued to pursue this case
And very likely the reason
We came across mr. Symington
before he was beaten to death.
- Oh.
I'm sorry.
- The military can't
possibly call this an accident.
- I should think not.
- What now?
- Mr. Symington was
to meet with john walsh
The night that he died.
What were those
two meeting about?
- Repetitive rituals
performed compulsively.
I've read about this disorder.
Apparently these rituals
made him unpopular
With the fellow recruits,
but I don't understand it.
We all have habits and routines.
- Yes, william,
but this is different.
Esquirol studied individuals who
used rituals to control their anxiety.
If they don't
follow these rituals,
They feel they can't function in the world.
- Hm.
He mentions "d" a number of
times on the day that he died.
Who is "d"? David?
- David symington.
It's simple enough.
- He was to meet
with him that night.
But ellen kirby says
that they never met.
What does the rest of
the entry about "d" mean?
- "r-u-n-c-o-r".
- "runcor."
- Hm.
It's not a cypher. At
least, not one I can crack.
- Run "c-o-r"?
- Perhaps.
Then who is cor?
- "cor."
Could be a person, someone
he was running from?
Hm.
Detective murdoch.
Yes, sir.
I see.
All right. I'll be right there.
Apparently the military
has made an arrest
In the assault on
david symington.
- Oh.
Good luck.
Ah, murdoch!
I asked colonel
michaels to come in.
Have a seat.
- I'm relieved this
nasty business is over.
- Oh. Have you made an arrest?
- Robert walsh,
john walsh's brother.
- Uh... And his motive?
- He blamed symington
for his brother's death.
Witnesses said he
threatened him last night.
- Tragedy upon tragedy.
It's unfortunate, but...
We cannot allow an undisciplined
thug to debase the uniform
And destroy a
promising military career.
- David symington was
assaulted with a weapon.
Have you recovered that?
- Found the wrench used in
the assault in robert walsh's store.
- I'd like to speak with him.
- I understand
that you were there
In the immediate
aftermath of the altercation.
Inspector brackenreid tells me
you have no clue what transpired
And you were unable to
apprehend the attacker.
- I didn't quite
put it that way.
- The assailant fled because
we were busy saving the boy's life.
- I'm glad you did.
I assure you we'll do what's
necessary to find justice.
- No, you won't.
We will.
Detective murdoch
will take over from here.
Beg your pardon?
- John walsh was
found on your grounds.
David symington may
be a military recruit,
But he was assaulted in my ward.
That means this is our case.
- Tom.
- You'll transfer
robert walsh to my cells
And provide me with any
evidence that you have against him.
We followed your rules, colonel.
Now you follow ours.
Robert walsh is
now in our cells.
- This is the evidence in the case?
- Correct.
But it looks to me like the
colonel might be right on this one.
Numerous witnesses in the pub saw walsh
threaten symington just before the attack.
- I take it this is the weapon?
- Found at walsh's hardware
store. Traces of blood.
- That's what the attacker was using last night?
- That's what they say.
- I saw that man running
off and I could have sworn
Whatever he had in his
hand was longer than that.
- They're lying.
- How do you mean?
- I saw symington right
after the attack happened.
He had at least three
distinct wounds to his skull.
It's possible there
was a fracture.
The injuries weren't caused by
something with a sharp edge like that;
Would have been
a blunt implement.
- So they are lying.
They're using robert
walsh's threat as a scapegoat.
Someone is trying to cover up
what happened to john walsh.
- The colonel.
- Seems likely.
If he's behind this, he won't
be a colonel for much longer.
With statements
That place you at the pub the night
that mr. Symington was assaulted.
You were thrown out.
- He killed my brother.
- Are you certain of that?
- If he didn't, then he
knows something about it.
- A spanner with blood on
it was found in your store.
- I'm being set up.
The blood was
probably already there,
Or they put it on
when they found it.
All I know is I never hit
anyone with anything.
- All right.
Where did you go
after the altercation?
- I, uh, I went down to the
spot where john was found
Just to... Say goodbye.
I'd had more than a few.
- Did anyone see you?
- No, it was late.
- I wish I could
help you, mr. Walsh.
But without an alibi, you
could be facing charges.
- Diabhal!
- I beg your pardon?
- Oh!
I-I was only
cursing. I apologize.
- But what did you say?
It-it's nothing. It's irish.
- R-u-n-c-o-r...
There-there's nothing.
- "runcor" certainly
doesn't sound irish.
- Oh, wait.
- There's a possibility that
it is irish, or at least in part.
"rún" - roon,
Which means, uh, secret.
- Secret. "rún-cor".
A secret about cor.
Something he was
going to tell david?
Could it be about the fiancée?
- Ellen kirby? Possibly.
But I believe she's
represented by the letter "e".
"e" for "ellen".
There's a number of
references to "d" and "e".
- Oh, here's cor
a few days earlier.
It says "caid." "c-a-I-d".
That sounds irish.
- Caid...
Caid... caidreamh.
Caidreamh.
It means "affair."
John walsh knew something
that led to this tragedy.
A secret.
- How can you
possibly know that?
That's a wild assumption.
- I don't believe it
to be an assumption.
Mr. Walsh kept detailed
notes in his journal.
- About what?
- The irish word for affair
Is caidreamh.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
You were having an
affair, weren't you?
Mr. Walsh learned of this affair
And that's why he wanted
to meet with his friend david,
In order to tell him the truth.
- Yes.
It's true.
David went to meet john.
He was hurt, angry.
They fought and...
- Why would they fight?
Why would david be upset
That his friend john
wanted to tell him the truth?
- Because the
affair was with john.
- I don't believe that
to be true, miss kirby.
- What do you mean?
"run cor."
Run, or in this case,
rún, means secret
And cor, I believe, is the
abbreviation of choirnéal.
Colonel.
Colonel michaels killed john
To prevent him
from telling anyone
Of the affair that he
was having with you.
- Yes...
Yes, it's true.
It... It's all true.
- My only question is...
How did the colonel know
where john would be that night?
- It was me.
- David asked me what
it could have been about,
What john wanted to tell him.
- I knew, of course.
I told the colonel.
Colonel michaels demanded david
tell him where he was meeting john
And ordered him to stay away.
- And when david learned
what had happened,
He blamed himself
For sending john to his death.
- He lamented what he'd
done, but he hadn't done a thing.
- It was all my fault.
- Colonel michaels.
- You again.
Haven't we had this
conversation already?
- You're under arrest for
the murder of john walsh.
- What? On what grounds?
- Miss kirby has
confessed to your affair
And to the events
leading up to the murder.
- What does she say?
- Your lawyer can request
a copy of her statement.
- I admit to nothing.
- You do have
the right to silence.
But I will be taking
this into evidence.
Thank you. Constables.
- He's all yours.
- Thank you.
I'll need to take
some photographs.
The handle is a perfect match
for david symington's wounds.
- Has he woken up?
- No.
But they believe he will soon.
Even without his account we can
lay charges against colonel michaels.
- And what of john walsh?
- I believe he was struck
with the shaft, not the handle.
- Meaning we can't prove it.
- No. In fact, I'm skeptical this
is the weapon that was used.
Uh...
Take a look at his hands.
- They're a mess, eh?
- Several unique wounds
on the back of his hands
And wooden
splinters in his palms.
- Small and circular. Strange.
- So he was hit with
something, but not this stick.
- That would seem to be the case.
- Then with what?
- Might be this.
Found it near the
place we found the body.
- Oh!
Let's have a look!
- So you decided to just
continue investigating?
- I asked him to, inspector.
- Oh, you're doing our job
for us now are you, miss hart?
- Simply assisting, sir.
- Well, good work.
- Thank you, sir.
- What do you think, murdoch?
- Well, sir, judging by this,
I believe mr. Buchanan may have
found what we've been looking for.
- Anything else?
- There are fingermarks.
But I don't believe them to
be a match for the colonel's.
- Ah, bloody hell.
So he didn't do it?
- There's only one other
person who could have done this.
Ellen kirby killed
john walsh herself.
That was quite a performance
you put on, miss kirby.
We almost believed your story.
But your fingermarks were
found on the murder weapon.
John walsh was a
decent young man.
He didn't deserve
what you did to him.
Neither did your fiancé.
How could you let
that happen to him?
- I'm not saying anything
without my lawyer.
- You do realize my
father is jed kirby.
His name means
something in this town.
- Hm.
And now, miss
kirby, so does yours.
- You beat a young
recruit nearly to death.
You're a disgrace
to your uniform.
- I had to protect her.
It was for love.
I know what it looks
like, but it's true.
We loved one another.
- Mr. Symington has just
regained consciousness.
Lucky for you, assault and battery
carries with it a much lesser sentence.
- Lucky?
I'll be discharged.
And ellen?
- She'll likely be hanged.
- All this for what?
John walsh was a nobody.
He never was gonna
make it in the military.
- Not under your command.
Thank you for this, mr. Walsh.
Without it, your brother's legacy
would have been very different.
- And without you, detective.
- Oh, you can give all of
your thanks to miss hart here.
Her determination is the only
reason any of this was uncovered.
- Well, thank you, miss hart.
- You two have met?
- I'm accompanying him
to his brother's ceremony.
- John's being honoured
with a full military funeral.
- They say that grief
divided is made lighter.
- Well done.
- So, I have everyone's results.
- Right, so, here we
all are. How did we do?
- Quite well.
In fact, inspector, you just
managed to edge out george.
Oh. you
all right, me ol' mucker?
Wisdom comes with
experience, as they say.
- No surprise
there, sir. Well done.
- And what about this one?
Did he get any answers right?
- Yes! In fact, henry
scored the best of everyone.
- What? - Him?
- Really?
- You sure about that?
- Quite.
- Huh.
Don't know what to say.
I guess I'll be taking
the weekend off, sir.
Deal's a deal.
- Fine.
Crabtree, rip up
this week's schedule.
Higgins will be mucking out the
stables for the rest of the month.
- Sir?
- And next month!
- Oh, I'm so sorry, henry.
I didn't realize this silly test
would cause such consternation.
- Oh, it's all right.
And I still get to make
fun of george for being daft.
- Except I'm not the
one on stable duty.
- You got the answers
wrong on purpose, didn't you?
Higgins, I don't
know how smart I am,
But only a nitwit would beat
his boss on an intelligence test.
- Oh.
- Thought you intended
to make yourself scarce.
- This place is hard
to stay away from.
- The music?
The drinks?
No. My captivating company.
- All of those things, mrs. Bright.
- Hm...
You're a terrible
liar, miss hart.
At least on this matter.
Do have fun.
- Glad you stuck with it.
- Uh.
Glad you challenged me to do so.
- I must say, it, uh, made me want
to get back into private investigation.
Nothing quite like the
feeling of cracking a case.
- You have more
important things to tend to.
- That I do.
Was that too forward?
Given... - I'm not sure.
Better try it again.
- Oh, so you decided to take
the intelligence test after all.
- Well...
- I thought you
declared it ineffective.
- Uh!
It's just a bit of fun. Why not?
- You just want to know that you're
smarter than everyone else, don't you?
No.
Although that part
should be self-evident.
- William murdoch!
I've never known
you to be so vain.
- I am not!
I just wanted to know how
my results compared to yours.
- Oh, did you now?
Well, let's have
a look, shall we?
Number one, question... Oh!
That's wrong. Number two...
Oh! That's wrong, too.
Look! - What?
- So many wrong!
Oh, there's another
wrong one! No, oh!
I... Let me see
that...
- No! No! Ah! No!
- No! Stop!
- You are lying to me!
- They're all right!