Murdoch Mysteries (2008–…): Season 6, Episode 12 - Crime & Punishment - full transcript

Detective Murdoch investigates the murder of Julia Ogden's husband, Dr. Darcy Garland who is found on his living room floor with a bullet through the head. No murder weapon can be found and there is no sign of forced entry. His housekeeper, a somewhat hostile Mrs. Weller, confirms that Garland kept a gun in the house. She also says she had been given the day off by Julia who, according to the neighbor Mrs. Smythe, arrived a short while later. Chief Constable Giles removes Murdoch from the case given his relationship with Julia and takes charge of it himself. As the evidence mounts, Julia is arrested and goes on trial. Murdoch is convinced she is being framed.

- Garland Resid...
- It's Dr. Ogden.

Tell Dr. Garland I will
come by at 6 o'clock.

Chill some champagne. Take
the rest of the day off.

Hardly a please or a thank you.

- Dr. Garland?
- Yes.

Dr. Ogden telephoned.

She wishes to visit this evening.

I see.

And she said I should take the night off.

And that you should chill some champagne.

Then you should.

And I should buy some champagne.

- Let yourself out.
- Of course.

Hello, Dr. Ogden.

What cheek.

What are you doing, sir?

Making elastic bands, George.

Easily purchased, sir.

Why spend hard-earned money on
something you can easily make yourself?

So frugality is the
mother of invention, then?

A gunshot was reported from
a house on Jarvis Street.

- A neighbour telephoned it in.
- What's the address?


What was that?



that's Darcy Garland's house.

- What can you tell me, Dr.?
- The shooting happened quite recently.

The body is still warm.


Take him to the morgue, and
please, be discrete about it.

Of course.


- Murder weapon, George?
- No, sir.

And I've checked all the doors and
windows, there's no sign of forced entry.

- You've checked them all?
- All of them, sir. Twice.

Dr. Garland invited his
killer into his home.

And we've brought in the housekeeper, sir,

Miss Miriam Weller.

- She wasn't here?
- She said she was dismissed early.

By Dr. Garland?

By Dr. Ogden.

I beg your pardon?

Sir, she said she received a
telephone call from Dr. Ogden

relieving her of her duties
for the rest of the day.

Hello, I'm Detective Murdoch
of the Toronto Const...

I know very well who you are, sir.

I understand you received a
telephone call from Dr. Ogden?

I did.

- What time was this?
- Two o'clock.

Dr. Garland was just about to leave

for an afternoon appointment.

And you're quite sure it was Dr. Ogden?

I do know the sound of
my mistress's voice, sir.

As I am sure you do as well.

Do you know if Dr. Garland
owned a gun, by chance?

He did.

He was American, you know.

It's a .45 revolver, I believe.

A family heirloom.

He was quite proud of it.

Please, don't touch it, Mrs. Weller.

Thank you.

The Lord always takes the wrong ones.


What is it, George?

Apparently a neighbour

saw Dr. Ogden pull up in a carriage.

Was this before or after the shooting?



- Sir.
- Anything?

Nothing yet.

Something on your mind?

Have you talked to Dr. Ogden yet?


We need to confirm her whereabouts.

Yes, of course.

But nothing about this, sir.

I need to be the one to tell her.

Dr. Ogden left sometime this afternoon.

And when is she due to return, Doctor?

Later this evening, I would imagine.

And where is she?


She was undertaking an
admittance evaluation

of a Mrs. Wilhelmina Broughton.

No one was more surprised

than myself to see her.

Are you sure it was Dr. Ogden, Mrs. Smythe?

Of course it was her.

How far away were you?

She walked right past me.

Did she speak to you?

- Engage you in any way?
- No.

She marched straight up into the house.

I have to admit I was rather curious.

I was aware of their marital discord.

Apparently, she'd been running around

with some Catholic,

if you can imagine.

I believe Dr. Garland was killed

sometime between 5:55 p.m. and 6:05 p.m.

- Thank you, Doctor.
- And the weapon?

A single shot from a .45 revolver.

We've yet to recover it.

Dr. Garland owned such a weapon.

Is it true Dr. Ogden was
seen just outside the house?

She was.

But you don't suspect...

Of course not.

Perhaps it was a mistake.

Dr. Ogden wasn't the only woman

in Dr. Garland's life.

When did you last see Dr.
Garland, Miss Shropshire?

This afternoon.

Dr. Garland was expecting a visit

from his wife this evening.

We had a disagreement about it.

Oh, you did, did you?

I felt it improper.

Did you also feel jealousy?

I am not a stupid woman, Detective,

and I resent the insinuation.

Then you will have no problem
verifying your whereabouts this evening.

I most certainly won't.

I was at the Women's
Christian Reading Society.

At least 10 women can vouch for me.

Your Dr. Ogden

requested a visit with Darcy
and then she killed him.

Thank you for your opinion.

The press are going to
find out soon enough.

I know.

And I doubt the witnesses
are going to keep quiet.

And no sign of Julia.

Sir, in the eyes of the world,

she is the number one
suspect at the moment.

Until she comes home and clears her story.

George, what have you?

Sirs, I spoke to Wilhelmina
Broughton's family up in Markham.

They've never heard of Dr. Ogden.

Where are you off to, Murdoch?

To find Julia.

Sir, surely you don't think
she had anything to do with...

Two witnesses place Julia
at the scene of the crime

shortly before the murder.

We need to prove that their
recollections are wrong.

William, what a nice surprise.

Julia, I need to speak with you.

Is everything all right?


My God!

When did this happen?

While you were out of town.

I don't believe it.

Who would kill Darcy?

You were in Markham,

I understand.

Markham, yes. I...

I was assessing a patient.

- Julia...
- William, I...

I'm sorry, but I need to
contact Darcy's parents.


William, please, I need to do this.

A telephone call.

And an eyewitness.

Nothing definitive.

Oh, I've secured convictions with less.

And I see there's no confirmation

as to where Dr. Ogden claims to have been.

We're attempting to ascertain that now.

She didn't tell you?

You have spoken to her haven't you?

- I have.
- What did she say?

That she was out of town
at the time of the murder.

Chief Constable Giles,

it is unimaginable that Dr. Ogden

could have anything to do
with the death of her husband.

Detective Murdoch, you're
relieved from this case.

- Sir?
- You are too close to the suspect.

- The suspect.
- I think it's best that I see this through.

- I object to this.
- Murdoch, stand down.

Thank you, Inspector.

You as well, sir?

You're not being relieved of your duties,

just the reins of this case.

You don't understand.

Giles will pursue one
suspect and one suspect alone

until he gets a conviction.

Julia doesn't stand a chance.

Dr. Julia Ogden telephoned the
Garland housekeeper at two o'clock,

giving her the evening off.

At four o'clock, Abigail Smythe,

a neighbour, witnessed Dr. Ogden
entering the Garland residence.

At 6:05 a call reporting shots fired
was received by this station house

and the police arrived
on the scene at 6:15.

Constable Crabtree, does
this station have a record

of Dr. Ogden's fingermarks?

- Sir, yes.
- Good.

Jackson, you'll do a full
dusting of the Garland house.

Sir, with all due respect,

of course Dr. Ogden's
fingermarks will be found.

- She's visited previously.
- Constable Crabtree,

you and Constable Higgins

will conduct a thorough
search of Dr. Ogden's house.

Interior and exterior.

We are looking for the murder weapon,

and any other evidence
pertaining to the case.

Well, that's all.

- Sir.
- Yes.

His parents want to bury him in Buffalo.


- I'll need to facilitate getting his body...
- Julia,

I need you to tell me where
you were when Darcy was killed.

I did.

I need you to tell me the truth.

You were never in Markham.

- You investigated me?
- I had to.

An eyewitness placed you at Darcy's house

at the time that he was murdered.

That's impossible, William.
I've told you I was never there.

Well, then could you please
tell me where you were?

And it would be most helpful
if you could provide me

with someone who could verify this.

Julia, this is becoming serious.

Does Chief Constable
Giles genuinely believe

I had something to do with this?

He does!

- I was escorting a woman to Port Credit.
- Who?

Her name is Penelope Irwin.

It was my considered opinion that
she was being driven mad with fear.

- How?
- Her husband vowed to kill her.

I had to get her away from him.

I need to speak with her then.

Well, only if I go with you.
I won't be persuaded otherwise.


Julia, why did you not
tell me of this earlier?

The smaller the circle, the
easier it is to conceal the lie.

I'm sorry, it was a mistake.

There is a two o'clock train
leaving for Port Credit.

I'll meet you at the station in two hours.


Julia, when we last spoke of Darcy,

you said you would handle it.

I won't dignify that with a response.

Honestly, William.

I had my lawyer contact his.

You don't think she could
have done it, do you?

Of course not, Henry.

Dr. Ogden is a good woman.

I've seen good people turn
into murderers before, George.

Well, Dr. Ogden is not one of them.


Have you ever seen Dr.
Ogden wear this dress?

- Many women wear green dresses, sir.
- With or without the blood?

I want you to walk the route

from Dr. Garland's

to Dr. Ogden's house.

I want you to look in every
shrub, and under every stone.

We need to find the murder weapon.

Yes, sir.

What can I do for you, Chief Constable?

A full forensic
investigation of this garment.

I need you to confirm that the
blood on this dress is human.

Of course.

Now Dr. Grace, I'm aware of
your association with Dr. Ogden,

and that you regard her
as something of a mentor.

Are you insinuating...?

I expect you to do an honest job,

regardless of the suspect.

Of course.

There is one good bit of
news for Detective Murdoch.

What's that?

It's easier for him to marry
a widow than a divorc?e.

Henry, that's not funny.

What is it, George?

Give me a boost, Henry.

All right.

Constable Crabtree.

- Sir.
- A report on your status.

- Still investigating, sir.
- And have you found out anything of interest?

Not yet.

And you think that something
might just fall into your lap

if you continue to sit at your desk?


You need to test it for fingermarks.

- Sir, what if I find...
- We need to know.

And if I get the wrong answer?

There's no right or wrong
answer in this, George.

Only the truth.

What have you found, Doctor?

The blood is human.

Your eyes betray you.

But there is no way I can determine
whether this is Dr. Garland's blood,

so it is hardly conclusive evidence.

So now you're a Detective as well, Doctor?

You've been officially
removed from this case.

Then I'm on an unofficial
trip to Port Credit.

I have to prove her alibi. And quickly.

Murdoch, you're on thin ice as it is.

Do you believe this woman Irwin exists?

I do.

I won't be able to keep your
absence unnoticed for very long.

Tell Giles I'm speaking to my priest.

He seems to think that's
all we Catholics do.

Dr. Grace.

Dr. Ogden.

What a surprise.

What can I do for you?

I was hoping to take
a look at Darcy's body.

It's at MacAllroy's. Being prepared.

May I look at your report?

I see. I'm a suspect.

If you really want it, I could...

It's all right,

I'm sure you did a thorough examination.

Julia, I'm so sorry.

He was such a good man, Emily.

He didn't deserve this.

I'm sure the real culprit
will soon be found.

Thank you for that.

- Constable Crabtree.
- Dr. Ogden.

Nice to see a friendly face.

Doctor, I'm...

I'm so sorry for your loss.

As am I.

I'm to test this for fingermarks.

I have to admit

I'm apprehensive as to what I might find.



What have you, George? I'm
due at the train station.

Sir, it's what I don't have.

Fingermarks. The weapon is clean.

Oh, that's very good, very good.

But not conclusive of her innocence.

Anyone could surmise that she had
the sense to wipe down the gun.


What do I do with the gun now?

Give it to the Chief Constable.

And give him your results.

Sir. Thank you.

Godspeed, sir.

My friend is in Paris for the World's Fair.

She let me use the house.

I knew that Penelope
would be out of harm's way.



- Mrs. Irwin?
- Penelope?

I don't think she's here.

In fact, there's no
indication she ever was.

This is terrible, William.

Her husband must have found her.

How would he know where she was?

He must have followed Penelope and me.

William, you have to do something.


I think you need to start
worrying about yourself.

We need to find someone
who can verify your story.

- My "story"?
- You know what I mean.

I need you to tell me

everything you know
about this Penelope Irwin.

Her husband's name is Desmond Irwin.

He worked at the Copeland
Brewery on Parliament.


Sir. Doctor.


Doctor, Chief Constable Giles

wants me to escort you to the station.

He... he just wants to speak to you.

Of course.

Be very careful what you say.

William, I haven't done anything wrong!

That is the weapon that
killed your husband.

Are my fingermarks on it?

You were a coroner,

I wouldn't expect them to be.

You think I did it?

You think I would shoot my husband?

What I think doesn't matter.

What matters are the facts.

And the evidence.

And there is plenty to suggest
that you entered the home

of your estranged husband
last night and shot him dead.

- I wasn't even in the city.
- Then where were you?

I prefer not to say.

Dr. Ogden,

I have to be honest.

With the preponderance of evidence,

I am looking at you as our primary suspect.

I didn't do it.

And if that's true,

you have very little to worry about.

I must say it's a surprise

not to see you wearing widow's black.

How very modern.

Detective William Murdoch.

Toronto Constabulary.

I'm looking for a Desmond
Irwin. Where might I find him?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Never heard of him.

I was told he worked here.

I've been here ten years.
I've never had a Desmond Irwin.

Somebody's pulling your leg.


Sir, I've checked every
record I could think of, birth,

marriage, tax. At every station.

I'm afraid this Desmond
Irwin doesn't exist.


George, I need to see that murder weapon.

Sir, Dr. Ogden's fingermarks are not
on the weapon. I checked it thoroughly.

George, I need to see that gun.

Sir, if the Chief Constable found out...

Keep us informed of your
whereabouts, Dr. Ogden.

I'll get you the weapon, sir.

Where is it?

Constable Crabtree?!

Where's the gun?

Sir, I don't know.

- I must have misplaced it.
- Misplaced?

Look, I know playing daft
is second nature to you,

but unless you get me that gun

you will find yourself behind bars for
interfering with a criminal investigation.

- Chief Constable, I don't know...
- Here it is, sir.

I took it without Constable
Crabtree's knowledge.

He had nothing to do with this.

Why would you do such a thing?

I wanted to check

the bullet casing for fingermarks.

And did you find any?


Whose were they?

Dr. Ogden's.

Good work, Detective.

- You present a compelling case.
- Thank you, sir.

This is a terrible
tragedy. I knew Dr. Garland.

He was an upstanding citizen. A

nd I've known Dr. Ogden since
I've been at this station.

She's brought more guilty men

to justice than most of my constables.

Then it was shoddy work on her part

that she didn't better conceal her actions.

Well, I'll present your findings

to the Attorney General, gentlemen,

but I can see no reason why
this should not go to trial.

You're making a mistake.

Inspector Brackenreid?

I know there's an explanation for this.

Dr. Ogden is a good woman.

Perhaps it was a case of self-defense.

Then she shall have her
day in court to prove it.

Good day.

Detective Murdoch,

I was unaware that you'd
been invited to this meeting.

- Sir, I believe you're being premature.
- Oh, do you now?

I have yet to track down the person
that can provide Dr. Ogden's alibi.

With a bit more time...
Did I not remove you

from this investigation?

And yet you have
persisted in being involved

despite my orders.

Sir, you are condemning Dr. Ogden

because of a personal
grudge you hold against me.

Detective Murdoch, go home.

You are suspended from the
Constabulary until further notice.

If this is about the past,

- I.E. Constance Gardiner...
- This is about

the here and now. And another
word from you, Inspector,

- and you can join him.
- You jumped-up bastard.


I've just about had enough of
you walking around my station

- like some bloody little Napoleon.
- As you wish,

Brackenreid. I'll have your badge as well.

You didn't need to do that, sir.

Don't tell me what I need to do.

Well, it's much appreciated.


- Did you find her?
- No.

What about her husband?

Julia, the Irwins do not exist.

What are you saying?

I'm meeting Darcy's parents
at the train station.

How would it look if I wasn't wearing it?

Julia, I need you to be honest with me.

I am.

Your fingermark was found
on the bullet casing.


Julia, did you ever have
occasion to load Darcy's gun?

- No.
- Are you sure?

My God...

Julia, you have to go.

- Go? Where?
- Anywhere. Out of town for a few days.

I'll follow along shortly.

- I'm not going anywhere.
- Julia, you are being stubborn!

Giles has the bit in his mouth
and you could hang for this.

- Now, you have to go!
- Murdoch!

Step aside.

Dr. Julia Ogden, I'm arresting you

for the murder of Dr. Darcy Garland.

Take her away.

Gentlemen, Dr. Julia Ogden

is a woman used to taking what she wants.

She was carrying on a sordid affair,

one well-documented by hotel records,

with a certain William Murdoch,

a Catholic detective employed
by the Toronto Constabulary.

A man who, as recently as
one month ago, was involved

in a physical altercation with Dr. Garland.

Now, together, the two of them

were doing everything in
their power to goad Dr. Garland

into granting her a divorce.

He did not.

And so, he was shot and killed.

Now, gentlemen,

we have a witness

to Dr. Ogden's visit before the shooting.

We have blood found on a
dress belonging to Dr. Ogden,

and most damning of all, gentlemen,

the bullet used to kill Dr. Garland

had Dr. Ogden's fingermarks on it.

Mrs. Weller, would you kindly
recount the events leading up

to Dr. Garland's death?

I received a telephone call from Dr. Ogden.

The accused. And what did she request?

That I leave for the evening

and chill a bottle of champagne.

And what was Dr. Garland's reaction?

He was pleased.

I think he was hoping that it
might lead to a reconciliation.

Objection, Your Honour. Speculation
on the part of the witness.

I agree. The jury will ignore the comment.

You're sure it was her voice?

I'd worked for her.

Of course I'm certain.

The voice was halting,

but it was definitely hers.

He was a lovely man.

She, on the other hand...

Please, Mrs. Smythe, let us
stick to the day in question.

She came flouncing into the house.

I saw her.

And you're sure it was her?

She was as close to me as I am to you.

Tell me, what happened when you
inquired as to Dr. Ogden's whereabouts?

I was told she was in
Markham visiting a patient.

She in fact had signed a ledger
to that effect, had she not?


And was she? In Markham?

- No.
- No.

So she lied.

- Well, she had to. She was...
- Yes or no, Inspector.

Did she lie about her alibi?


I was asked by Chief Constable Giles

to determine whether the
blood on the dress was human.

And this is possible?

First, one has to isolate
an individual blood cell.

- One does this by...
- A simple yes or no will suffice.

Was the blood human?

The blood was human.

Had you ever seen Dr. Ogden

wearing this same green dress?

I have no way of knowing
it was the same dress.

Well, did Dr. Ogden own
a dress exactly like it?

Your Honour,

how is Dr. Grace to know
the detailed contents

of Dr. Ogden's wardrobe?

I am going to allow the question.

Yes, she does.

The Crown would like to remind the jury

that the eyewitness reported seeing
the accused wearing a green dress

when she entered the Garland household.

Constable Crabtree,

you discovered the murder
weapon, did you not?

I did.

And did you test for fingermarks?


Because fingermarks are
considered indisputable evidence.

- I don't know if I would say that...
- But precedent does,

- does it not?
- Your Honour,

this man is a simple police Constable.

And more educated in these
matters than you or I.

Tell me, did you search

the weapon for fingermarks?


- And did you find any?
- I did not.

But there were fingermarks on
the bullet casing, were there not?

- A thumb-mark, yes.
- A thumb-mark?

And who found that?

Detective Murdoch.

Detective Murdoch?

It was my understanding
that Detective Murdoch

had been dismissed from the case.

How would he obtain a piece of evidence?

I gave it to him.


Because he asked.

Tell me, Constable,

would you have granted his request

had he not been involved
in a personal relationship

- with the accused?
- Your Honour!

Mr. Gordon...

That's quite all right, Your Honour.

I don't require an answer.

Detective Murdoch, you are a world-renowned
expert on fingermarks, are you not?

I am an expert, yes.

So you can confirm Dr. Ogden's thumb-mark

on the casing of the bullet
that killed Dr. Garland.


From where she pushed the
bullet into the chamber.


What made you think to look there?

Have you...

discovered thumb-marks
on a cartridge before?

I have.

Do you love the accused, Detective?

Your Honour, this has no relevance.

I'm going to allow the question.

Yes, I love her.


Why then, did you go out of your way

to discover a key piece
of evidence against her?

I was hoping to exonerate her.

Tell me, were you alone

when you looked for the thumb-mark?



Why, when you were so confident

of her innocence?

Why make Constable Crabtree

violate the rules and bring you the weapon?

I submit, Detective,

that you looked for those
fingermarks because you were terrified

someone else would before you.

You knew Dr. Ogden's
thumb-mark would be there

and you intended to remove it!

- That's not true.
- No, I don't blame you,

believe me, Detective.

You set out to protect the woman you love.

The romantic in me commends you.

George, both you and I,

there was nothing else we could do.

I know, Emily, I just
feel like I've I let both

Dr. Ogden and the Detective down.

You told the truth,

- you had no option.
- I should have...

I should have left that
godforsaken gun where I found it.

I think it's time we
adopt a change in strategy.

What are you suggesting?


Your husband was becoming
increasingly antagonistic.

No. I can't lie.

You won't have to.

I can make the case without your testimony.

I won't have you besmirching
my husband's good name.

And I will not be denied
the chance to make my case.

What case?

Nothing you claim can be proven.

You take the stand and the
Crown will paint you as a harlot

who killed her husband because he was
standing in the way of her happiness.

I can't say anything other than the truth.

- I did not kill my husband.
- Is this all a big mistake?

A series of conveniences and coincidences?

Was it a vendetta against your husband?

Or perhaps it's a vendetta against you.

I don't know.

And how do you explain the
overwhelming evidence against you?

Claim self-defense

or you will be convicted and you will hang.


Julia, it could spare you the noose.

And if you are innocent,

it will give me the
time I need to prove it.


- If I'm innocent?
- No, that isn't what I mean...

Tell me, William.

Why did you look for my
thumb-mark on the casing?

To prove my innocence
or to establish my guilt?

- Julia! Be sensible...
- Never mind.

I will take the stand

and I will tell the truth.

Mrs. Penelope Irwin had undergone
a number of ferocious beatings

at the hand of her husband.

Were the authorities informed?

She was terrified and
would have none of that.

She confessed to me that
she was in fear for her life.

And what did you do about that?

I set up a safe haven
for her in Port Credit.

I had reason to fear for her safety.

Why is that?

Shortly after she was admitted,

she saw her husband outside the asylum.

So you went to Port Credit?

I did.

And this operation had
to be conducted in secret.

Is that why you told Dr. Clark,

on the evening of your husband's death,

that you were going to be in Markham?

It is.

And where is Mrs. Irwin now?

I don't know. She either left
the safe haven out of fear,

or her husband found her.

Are you worried for her safety?

I am.

Did you kill Dr. Darcy Garland?

No. I did not.

Well, this is most inconvenient, isn't it?

One individual

who can confirm your alibi has disappeared.

What about Desmond Irwin,
the woman's husband?

Surely he can be forced to testify.

He couldn't be found either.

Isn't it true that no
one by that name exists?

Because he doesn't exist.

Because you made him up.

You made up this whole story.

Your Honour, is there a question here?

Did you love your husband?



Oh, yes, that's right.

You were seeking a divorce
from him, were you not?

I was.

And why was that?

Had he been unfaithful? Was he cruel?


No. In fact from

testimony we've heard today
he was an exemplary husband.

On July 3rd, did you not spend the night

at the Queen's Hotel
with Detective Murdoch?

It wasn't what it seemed.

Just answer the question, please.


Are you in love with Detective Murdoch?


- In fact you were hoping to marry him, weren't you?
- Yes.

That's why you were seeking
the divorce, was it not?


But the deceased refused
to grant you a divorce.

In fact, did he not tell
you he would never ever

grant you a divorce?


I submit to you, Dr. Ogden,

that you visited Dr. Garland that day

to try to convince him one last time.

And when he said no,

you flew into a fit of rage

and shot him dead. .

That is not what happened

No, I think you're right,
I don't think it was.

I think you arrived early,

- retrieved the weapon...
- That is not true.

- Loaded the bullet into the chamber...
- I did not!

- Would the witness kindly confine her...
- And cold-bloodedly removed

- the single impediment to your happiness.
- I did not.

- I did not!
- No further questions, Your Honour.

It's not looking good.

Murdoch, answer me this.

You know the kind of
pressures Dr. Ogden was facing,

do you think there's
even the slightest chance

- she could have done this?
- No.

Right then, that's good enough for me.

There's got to be a chink
in the armour somewhere.

So where do we start?

Penelope and Desmond Irwin.

A wife beater and an invisible woman.

Low cards indeed.

I don't care how low the cards are, sir.

Someone orchestrated this.

Sir, whatever you need...

Thank you, George.

William, whatever happens,

I love you. You know that, don't you?

Yes, yes.

- Julia, I...
- All rise.

Please be seated.

The jury has come to a conclusion

in the case of the Crown
versus Dr. Julia Ogden.

Mr. Foreman, would you
kindly read your verdict?

Of the capital crime of murder,

the Jury finds the
defendant, Dr. Julia Ogden...


Thank you, sir.

Would the accused please stand?

Dr. Ogden,

despite your stellar reputation

and diligent work

for the Toronto Coroner's office,

the nature of this crime

is such that I have no recourse

but to sentence you to be hanged

by the neck until you are dead.

May God have mercy on your soul.

Court is adjourned.


Julia, I'll get you out.

No matter what happens, I will get you out!

I'll get you out.


Look out! Excuse me!
Out of the way, please!

Excuse me!

Look out!

Excuse me! Let me through!

Excuse me.

Did you see a man come out
here, with a straw hat on?

Are you sure?



- what the hell's going on?
- Sir, it was Gillies.

I just saw James Gillies!