I'm simply making the point that I do not care for the man.
I'm well aware of that, but
perhaps you've misjudged him.
I assure you he is every bit the prig I have described.
We're all entitled to our opinions.
If you insist on this dalliance with Mr Potts the least you can do
is convince him to allow me access to the mortuary.
Firstly, we are merely friends.
Secondly, if we were more than that - which we are not -
I couldn't possibly ask Barnabas to change his rules.
Barnabas?
I've shopping to do.
But the market's that way.
I'm going to Petsfords in Hanwell Street
Buying a new hat?
Ah, let me guess.
This is something to do with a certain Barnabas..
I don't have time for this.
Are you seeing him today? - Goodbye, Lizzie.
Yes, what is it?
I have that information on the lady detective, sir.
Come!
Miss Scarlet!
Mr Doyle. Assistant to Dr. Flint.
My employer had hoped that you might grant us a meeting.
Dr Flint would like to hire you on a rather sensitive issue.
But are you up to the job, young lady?
I can assure you I have had many satisfied clients.
By the looks of you, one puff of wind
would see you blow over.
We received this anonymous letter.
It advised that a bottle of our elixir had been poisoned
and placed on the shelf of one of our market stalls.
We had it tested and indeed
it does contain a toxin derived from a plant known as the 'angel of inferno'.
£1000 to be left at St. Pancras Station.
If it not forthcoming the money demanded will increase
and a second poisoning will occur.
This is dated several days ago and the deadline has passed.
Why didn't you engage me sooner?
We wished to keep it from public knowledge.
As such, you will have to sign a confidentiality agreement.
Well, I'll have to read it thoroughly first.
Will you work this case or not, young lady?
My name is Miss Scarlet.
If I'm to be your client I shall call you whatever I damn well please!
I'm sorry.
I'm extremely busy with other things at the moment
so in regards to your...
Please..
I'll of course find time to take it.
Where do I sign?
(sings) I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical
I'm very good at integral and differential calculus
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral
I am the very model of a modern Major...
Hello, father
I though it impossible that you could disappoint me any further
but clearly I was wrong.
I'm only glad your mother isn't alive to see this.
You're supposed to be a police detective!
You're a filing clerk!
What have I taught you?
Where is Inspector Wellington? - I am here, Sir.
You were meant to teach my son to be a detective.
Now I find him filing here like some junior clerk!
I can explain, Sir.
Your son is an extremely proficient police officer
However, he has been in the force for barely half a year
and entering at detective level means he still has a great deal to learn.
Did my son request this position?
No, Sir.
I took the decision to put him on administration duties
since I felt it imperative that he acquire the knowledge
from the ground up.
Well, listen carefully, Inspector Wellington
because I am going to tell you exactly what is going to happen here.
Fitzroy will be reinstated as a police detective with immediate effect.
The.. uh.. feeble insubstantial character that has blighted him since birth
will be knocked out of him
and he will be turned into a man that his family can finally be proud of.
The Police Commissioner's words, Sir. Not mine.
He's insisting that Fitzroy make inspector by the end of the year.
The Police Commissioner gets what the Police Commissioner wants.
But I'm serious, Sir..
My job is to ensure the effective running this constabulary.
Half my time is.. financial planning!
For the last few months I've been petitioning the Commissioner
to push the Home Office to review our budgets.
This city has grown with 8 extra miles of new residential streets
to patrol in Tottenham alone.
Surely, favouring his son is an entirely separate matter, Sir.
You've a lot to learn if you think that is the case.
Look, Fitzroy is a thoroughly decent young man
but he's no detective, let alone inspector material.
The streets are getting more violent year on year
and if he's placed back in action
he will not only put his own life at risk
but my men, too.
Take a seat..
You and I have been at odds recently.
However
in this instance, there is nothing you have said that I do not concur with.
But, be that as it may..
I'm afraid we have no choice in the matter
Which is why I've made a decision. - Sir?
Fitzroy will be taken from your command and placed under detective Phelps.
Phelps hates the lad, Sir.
Well, if that's the case he can give up or die trying.
And if that happens I'm sure his family will receive a medal
which I'm sure will go down well with his father.
Listen to me, laddie..
You've got a good future ahead of you.
Fitzroy will only blacken your reputation.
Is that what you want?
Of course not, Sir.
Good.
Then he will transfer to detective Phelps with immediate effect.
And that is an order.
Yes, Sir.
Good afternoon, Mr Potts.
Miss Scarlet.
I was in need of your advice.
I've a question about the poisonous properties of a particular plant.
Miss Scarlet, my break is over and I must return to my duties.
I cannot loiter here on the street discussing botany with you.
I quite understand, Mr Potts, so perhaps I should come inside.
The British Library is a mere ten minutes stroll from this very spot.
I'm sure you'll find the answers to all manner of questions within its hallowed walls.
Now, if you'll excuse me..
Ivy was asking after you this morning.
Was she? - Yes.
I, of course, gave a very agreeable account of you and will happily continue to do so.
What are you saying, exactly?
You scratch my back.. and I'll scratch yours.
Ladies should not say such unseemly things.
It is not Christian..
You help me and I will continue to sing your praises.
That is blackmail! - That is business..
So, do we have a deal?
There's a man.. he seems to be watching you.
I'll be back, Mr Potts.
Save us!
Come.
Dear God.. This is your father's handiwork, I assume.
Sir!
I'd like to convey how much I'm looking forward to coming back to the field.
But..
I think there's been some mistake.
I've been told to report to detective Phelps.
There's no mistake.
But.. detective Phelps loathes me.
He thinks I'm just some spoiled toff
born with a silver spoon in my mouth.
Detective Phelps.. is a very good officer.
He's a thug!
Detective Phelps is your superior and you will show respect.
Is that understood?
Yes, Sir.
Now, if there's nothing else..
I just..
I don't understand why I can't stay under your command.
Are you somehow suggesting that I'd give you an easier time of it?
Of course not, Sir. - Good.
Now get back to work
Yes, Sir.
Why are you following me?
How I've longed to meet the lady detective.
It's Patrick Nash, proprietor.
Then I'll ask you, sir.
Why are you following me?
When I first heard about you, Miss Scarlet
I assumed being a detective
was a mere hobby.
You might find the odd rich lady's missing poodle, but you'd soon tire of it.
In fact, my men were so amused by the idea of a female detective
they took bets on how long you'd last.
But weeks went by
then months
and you're still in the game
and somehow you became.. less amusing.
What do you want?
You are determined, ambitious, hungry..
The holy trinity.
In short, I want you to come and work for me.
Shall we step into my office? Talk terms?
I've heard of your agency, Mr Nash.
The means by which you and your men investigate.
I hear blackmail is your favourite tool.
Surely, you know better than to listen to rumours.
Thank you for your offer, but no, thank you.
But please call off your dogs.
It's a shame, since we are kindred spirits.
As an Irishman, I know what it is to face prejudice.
I can assure you we have nothing in common.
That's not strictly true.
You took Flint's case, for one.
There is a reason why you were brought on to this case so late in the day.
Dr Flint came to see me first, but I was too expensive, of course.
So he went to see Dillon's son.
They were also too costly for the old miser.
So he went around the city..
to no avail..
until he found someone with the lowest fees in London.
You.
You're selling yourself short.
What I charge is no business of yours.
It is when I have to undercut you.
I'll be sending one of my men to let Dr Flint know I've changed my mind.
He can have my services.. for free.
Unless of course, you wish to reconsider my offer.
In that case..
may the best man win.
I look forward to it, Miss Scarlet.
I do love a challenge.
The Royal Botanical Society is always happy to welcome new members, Miss Belfry.
That is music to my ears, Mr Humphries.
I'm only an amateur enthusiast, but I think I can be close to nature.
Oh, my. What a lovely shrub.
That is no shrub, Miss Belfry..
that is a fern.
Osmunda Regalis to be precise.
How I do love to be corrected, Mr Humphries.
In fact.. perhaps you might give me your expert advice on another plant.
The 'angel of inferno'.
Its poisonous properties and exotic location have quite captured my imagination.
As you have captured mine, my dear.
I'm pleased. Correct me if I'm wrong..
Did I read that it not only grows on the volcanic slopes of Guatamala
but also here, at the Society?
Indeed, we do have the plant.
However, due to its toxic capabilities, it is kept
in a section for members only
and at present
you are not a member.
I could add your name to our waiting list.
Our very long waiting list..
or perhaps, as curator, I may be able to move your name to the top.
That's so kind, Mr Humphries.
But might I have a little peep at your membership list first?
As an unmarried lady, it's imperative I associate with only the right sort.
Of course. I have the list in my office.
However, I am overdue for my next appointment, so perhaps you could..
come back tomorrow?
Oh.. How I do love roses.
Oh! Oh, my goodness!
I seem to have pricked my finger.
Oh, my dear Miss Belfry..
I'm feeling a little faint, Mr Humphries.
Might I attend to my injury in the privacy of your office?
Mt appointment can wait.
Alone..
I do not need your help, Mr Humphries.
Nor would I be free to give it to you at this precise moment, Miss Belfry.
You see, the police are here and require my assistance on an urgent matter.
Membership list, Mr Humphries..
Of course, Inspector Bates.
Inspector Bates, you say..
I'm well acquainted with the officers at Scotland Yard
but I've not heard mention of you before.
You're well acquainted with Scotland Yard?
In what capacity, madam?
You don't look like a law-breaker to me.
How exactly are you acquainted, Miss Belfry?
My uncle works for the Home Office.
Well, we may have met.
What's his name?
Mr.. Fenchurch.
Ay, yes. Mr Fenchurch.
Met him on a number of occasions.
It's such a shame that one's reputation can be lost forever.
I'd wager many of his colleagues have frequented that particular east end brothel.
It's unfortunate that he was caught.
I don't wish to be rude, Mr Humphries..
but this is a confidential matter.
Absolutely, Inspector.
If you don't mind, Miss Belfry.
I hope you've had a better day than I have.
I doubt it.
The cause, since you ask..
I didn't.
is him.
Nash and Sons - if the man has any sons.
He's a liar and a crook.
His means of investigation are debatable
but that's not the Met's problem.
The police use him. Gets results.
No questions asked.
Well, he's undercutting me with a client..
a client who is himself a very unpleasant man.
So if you're here for some pleasant company, William
you've come to the wrong place
I've had a horrible day.
Every man I've had to deal with has been detestable.
Well, I'm glad I dropped by.
I'm glad you did, too.
The fact is this Nash has ten times my resources and I need your help, William.
Eliza, my world doesn't revolve around you. have my own problems.
I'm trying to hunt down a blackmailer
and if I don't another bottle of this will be poisoned.
And even worse, Nash will win the case.
Nash winning a case is worse than a member of the public dying?
Don't twist my words. - I didn't.
Eliza, this is serious. Have the police been informed?
No.
It's highly confidential.
Not when there's a threat to life it isn't.
But I've signed a confidentiality agreement.
Do you think that I want or need more cases?
But as an officer of the law..
when there is a danger to the general public, then the police must investigate.
Fine.
I need time to write up my notes.
I'll bring you what I have by the end of the day.
I know that look..
What look?
The look that is covering a multitude of calculations
that are currently racing through your head.
I've no idea what you are talking about, William.
Of course you don't.
End of the day, Eliza..
You should have a proper hot dinner at home this evening.
Eating supper at your desk - it's not right.
I don't know what your father'd say..
Actually, I do know what your father'd say..
'Don't bother, Ivy, she doesn't listen anyway'.
What exactly are you looking for?
Whoever this poisoner is..
they had access to the Botanical Society.
The only place other than Guatamala
that grows this 'angel of inferno'.
I tried to establish who the member are, but..
as yet, I've only found a few
and of those I can find absolutely no connection with Dr Flint.
Shouldn't you be on your way to Scotland Yard, by now?
I though you had to share your findings with Inspector Wellington.
But I have until the end of the day.
I'm determined to find some leads, first
If Scotland Yard crack this case, I want to get some credit.
Moreover, I definitely don't want Nash to win.
Can't you get Moses to help you?
I would if I knew where he was.
Where does he disappear to?
Better not to ask.
I saw Mr Potts earlier.
He said he liked your new hat.
Did he?
So you did see him today?
I love this stuff.
Used it for years.
It really is a cure for everything.
Coughs and colds and 'better at getting out stubborn stains than any soap can'.
I can assure you, Dr Flint is no doctor.
Nor is this elixir anything other than flavoured water.
It's all a con.
Excuse me, but I remember a certain young lady used to love it as a girl.
But then it had a different name - 'Flint and Doyle's Magic Medicine'.
In fact, sometimes I think you had a sore throat
just so I would give you a spoonful.
Did you just say 'Flint and Doyle'?
Breathe in..
and breathe out.
I don't like the sound of that at all.
There is a crackle on your chest, Cedric.
What have I told you about going out without a..
I've told him many times, Doctor Stanhope
that he should get a new carriage.
Would you two stop fussing over me like I was a child.
Miss Scarlet?
Please, forgive the unexpected visit
but I was hoping to have a private word with Mr Doyle.
Whatever you have to say to Mr Doyle, you can say it to me.
Your unwillingness to share your findings
suggests you have made no inroads.
No matter,
since now I have an additional agency working for me.
Yes, I'm aware of that. Nash and Sons.
Not that he has any sons..
They are confident that they will have the blackmailer in custody
by this time tomorrow.
Come along now, please, Cedric.
I have to return to my practice and I can drop you at home on the way.
You wished to speak to me?
The remedy you manufacture..
At one time it had a slightly different name..
'Flint and Doyle's Magic Medicine'?
My father met Dr Flint when he went to India,
looking for ingredients for a health remedy.
They became partners and my father moved over here.
Nobody would have bought a product called 'Flint and Mahajinn', so..
my father changed his name to Doyle.
I know all too well that dilemma.
It's still my father's name that hangs outside my office.
They built the business together
and then when my father died..
Dr Flint took his name off the product.
Surely, such an action would have caused some resentment?
Dr Flint has been a good employer to me
and if I am under suspicion, then you're mistaken.
I have to consider all possibilities, Mr Doyle.
If you will excuse me, I have work to do.
Oh!
I do apologise.
My purse! She's stolen my purse. Thief!
What are you talking about?
She's taken my purse!
I've done no such thing.
I saw her take it and put it in her pocket.
Don't be ridiculous.
There! She has it, you see.
No! - Come along with me, madame.
It wasn't me who took it.
Inspector Wellington.
How nice to see you
Hello, Ivy. I'm looking for Eliza.
She's not at her office
Ah, well she's not here either, I'm afraid.
Would you like to leave a message?
She was meant to deliver some information to me
but it seems to have slipped her mind.
Do you mind if I come in and wait?
I was just about to have dinner.
Oh, well. That'll be most welcome.
She never had any intention
of bringing me that file - none whatsoever.
She's no thought for anything other than her own gain.
Well, that's a little unfair, Inspector Wellington.
Yes, Eliza has her faults
but she's just trying to make her way in life.
More beans, Mr Potts?
Thank you, Miss Woods.
Inspector?
Thank you.
You should agree with me Mr Potts.
She's caused you many a headache.
You always say how impossible she can be.
Those were not words of mine, exact words.
No, your exact words were 'impossible, untrustworthy and unchristian'.
Miss Scarlet can be somewhat single-minded
but I think what Miss Woods is saying does also have some truth.
Miss Scarlet is a woman trying to run a business
in a world usually the preserve of a man.
Come on, admit it..
you loathe her.
I've never suggested anything so strongly as 'loathe'.
If anything, I admire her fortitude.
You've changed your tune.
I remember you saying..
Miss Woods, this really is a delicious dinner.
The beans are crisp and fresh
and the dumplings so plump and moist.
It's a pleasure to cook for a gentleman.
She'd better have a damn good explanation when I catch up with her.
Am I free to go?
I had no idea you were down here all night.
I could have kept you company.
I'll be sure to mention that to Inspector Wellington when I thank him for bailing me.
It wasn't him that bailed you.
My dear Miss Scarlet.
What a pleasure it is to be once again in your convivial company.
Likewise, Mr Sinclair.
Are you the reason for my bail?
Indeed I am.
And I'm quite certain that a woman with such an enquiring mind
must have many questions as to why
Basil Sinclair would do such a thing.
But.. allow me explain, my dear.
The simple fact is that whenever you have featured in my publication
it has sold exponentially.
And as chief correspondent of the Illustrated Police News
it would be remiss of me not to pursue
the further adventures of the Lady Detective.
You want to write a story about me?
My dear Miss Scarlet, if you wish to call your latest investigation
a mere story, that is your prerogative.
I myself would rather
'an intoxicating blend of blackmail, poison, and witchcraft'.
My investigation is highly confidential
but I can confirm that there's no witchcraft involved.
As a steward of the people it would be cruel of me
to deprive them of my tale of this great city of ours.
Do I make myself quite clear?
No..
I will write this article with or without your co-operation
and either you will be my heroine
or Mr Nash will be my hero.
The choice, as they say..
is yours.
This is blackmail.
This is business.
Wot the 'ell?
Wagon's outside. I'll be out in a minute.
Strike a light. If this takes much longer I'll shoot you meself..
That bloke Cooper will 'ave scarpered!
That is right!
Are you doing a raid on the Cooper mob?
That's the plan - if this moron will 'urry up!
Detective Fitzroy is to come with me.
A case has just come up and I need his help.
The governor said that he..
I'm your governor
and I'm telling you Fitzroy is with me.
Yes, Duke.
Thank you, Sir.
He doesn't know what he's talking about.
Come along.
I assume this visit is confirmation of your desire
to become a member, Miss Belfry.
Although I am rather concerned regarding this.. erm..
wayward uncle of yours in the Home Office.
Due to the scandal my family have cut ties.
In that case, I would be honoured to brief you on every detail.
However..
you might remember my mention of a rather long waiting list, so..
perhaps dinner.. to discuss moving your name to the top.
Oh, that would have been delightful.
However, I find myself somewhat under the weather.
My over-enthusiasm for the roses yesterday..
my little prick has become infected.
My dear Miss Belfry..
Just some foul-smelling pus..
It's extremely frustrating
because it also prevented me from attending your lecture last night.
It was more of a book launch.
The Woolwich Trust was selling their new publication to raise funds.
It's a very good cause.
Medicine for the poor.
The book has a chapter on your 'angel of inferno'.
Apparently, the toxin derived from the leaves has a luminous quality.
The plant that glows in the dark..
How extraordinary!
May I buy a copy of the book?
Oh. That nice police inspector who you met in my office
He attended the launch.
He bought the last copy.
Did he, err..
find what he was looking for in your membership list?
I've no idea.
Confidential case, apparently
but he did say he was close to making an arrest.
This book.. what is it called?
Here is a copy of the advertisement from last night's launch.
You'll find the book in any good bookshop.
'Kill or Cure - the Poisonous Properties of Plants'.
Now.. to the other matter.
Dinner.
Let me just find my diary..
Shall we say.. Monday,
which should give your infection time to heal.
Here we are..
So, erm..
Miss Belfry..
Before you start, I have been..
Firstly, I need a huff, not a puff.
Secondly, I have no inclination to be lied to again
I want that case file, now.
And I would have given it to you last night
had I not been arrested on some trumped-up charge made by Nash.
I spent the night in the cells.
And yet, I have been released for hours
and I could have brought it to you
but I'm a professional, William
and I wanted one last crack at finding a lead.
Idiot that I am, what's he doing? Hasn't she done a good job..
Not that you'd ever actually say it to me.
I've said that to you many times.
Not nearly enough!
Here, have the damned papers.
Another dead end anyway, which I'm sure will amuse you.
This is you being professional, is it?
I apologise. I've had a very trying few days.
But I meant what I said.
I delayed handing in the case because I do want you to think well of my skills.
Fine.
Come on.
Where am I going?
At least give me credit to know that this little outburst
has one objective only.
To induce guilt so that I would consent
to you working the case with me.
That is unfounded, unfair, absolutely not true.
Just stop talking and bring the file
For the last year Dr Flint has been looking for land
to build an additional factory.
He found some cheap waste land in the East End but
it had already been earmarked by a charity.
They were going to build a hospital for the poor.
But Flint outbid them and bought the land instead.
This is good work indeed, detective.
This charity wouldn't be called the Woolwich Trust, by any chance?
The very one.
Get a list of members of this Woolwich Trust.
Yes, Sir.
So, Mr Doyle attends a fund-raiser for the Woolwich Trust's book
which means he must support their cause..
'Medicine for the Poor'.
And this same Woolwich Trust was the benevolent association
that planned to build a hospital.
Until Flint stole the land.
Mr Doyle was also personally betrayed by Flint
when his father's name was taken off their remedy.
He should have been a partner but instead he's just a lowly assistant.
Sounds like we've got our man.
Mr Doyle..
He's still breathing... just.
What are you doing?
He's been poisoned.
No doubt I shall be next!
I received this..
It's an envelope.
It's in typeface.
It's from the blackmailer.
I could have told you that.
What does it say?
I haven't opened it
because I do not care what it says.
Whoever is doing this
has taken the only thing I care about.
He is the closest thing I have to a son.
Cedric, Nicolas is a strong young man.
He will receive the best care here.
Dr Stanhope..
how is Mr Doyle? Really?
Extremely poorly.
There never was a kinder soul than Nicolas Doyle.
Fool to himself.
You speak of the blackmail?
You believe Dr Flint should pay the money demanded?
To stop this madness, yes.
£2000 is nothing to him and my belief is he could be next.
Dr Stanhope...
Excuse me.
I must confer with the doctors here.
Fitzroy's made a list of all the members of the Woolwich Trust.
I don't need to see the list, William.
I know who the blackmailer is.
The curator at the Royal Botanical Society?
Mr Humphries.
He had access to the poisonous plant, the angel of inferno.
And the poison is - luminous - you said.
Indeed.
And this second blackmailer that you mentioned?
But this is still sealed.
Oh, well, I thought it would enhance your story, Mr Sinclair.
A lady detective, so sure of the blackmailer
she had no need to open the second letter
Bravo, Miss Scarlet
I do believe you have missed your calling.
You are a natural when it comes to art of.. spinning a story.
Almost as good as myself.
High praise indeed, coming from the chief correspondent himself.
I, er..
Just as I thought.
You see, Mr Sinclair.
The letter X has a distinctive, faulty mark in both.
Just like the first blackmail letter.
Which means they were all typed on the same typewriter.
The curator's typewriter..
Precisely.
So this.. Humphries.. had access to the poison
and to the typewriter that wrote both of the blackmail letters
and he was also a member of the Woolwich Trust.
They had procured cheap land to build a hospital for the poor
but Dr Flint outbid them.
He bought the land for himself to build a new factory, instead.
His extorsion was an act of revenge.
No witchcraft, though..
No, I'm afraid not.
Although..
the luminous quality of the poison has a touch of black magic, does it not?
Indeed.
I'm meeting Inspector Wellington in precisely one hour
at the Botanical Society, when Mr Humphries will be arrested.
I assume you'd like to attend?
So you see, Dr Flint
my evidence points quite firmly to Mr Humphries here.
I want that scoundrel locked up!
I am no blackmailer.
Ah, Miss Scarlet, I was just explaining to my client, Dr Flint
how I deduced that Mr Humphries was the culprit.
You make sure you put our contact detail on your piece, Sinclair.
Like we should pass up an opportunity for promotion.
You were under the pay of Nash all along.
Mr Nash is one of our most generous advertisers.
We must repay our patrons where we can.
And sharing my evidence was just the ticket.
We're eternally grateful, Miss Scarlet.
Without my bail you'd still be in a police cell.
You were the reason I was there in the first place!
Why do you keep calling her 'Miss Scarlet'?
This is Miss Belfry..
the lady who wished to join the Society..
Just as I am no police inspector, Mr Humphries
this is no lady.
She is a private detective
Impressive, is she not?
Well, I'd love to stay and chat
but I'm afraid
I really must get on.
Take him down to Scotland Yard.
Please...
please, there's been a terrible mistake..
Dr Flint!
I knew Mr Sinclair was double-crossing me.
That's why I lied to him to mislead Nash.
Mr Humphries is not your blackmailer.
But the typewriter..
That particular make the first edition has a common fault with its letter X.
If Humphries is not the blackmailer..
the who is?
Edward, how could you do this to me?
We were going to build a hospital.
A place where the poor could finally be nursed and looked after.
We'd spent years fund-raising to buy that piece of land.
Somewhere we could finally afford.
Then you come along.. and take it from us
because it was cheap.
Shame on you!
That you are, Cedric.
The money Dr Stanhope demanded was to be funneled back into the charity.
It was recompense for what they'd paid out in planning permission
and architects over the years.
It also gave ways of finding another site for the hospital.
How did you know it was him?
He knew the increased amount the blackmailer was demanding
without having even seen the letter.
It was sealed until I opened it in my office.
And contrary to what I told Mr Sinclair
Mr Humphries is not a member of the Woolwich Trust
but Dr Stanhope is.
He's their chairman.
He's also on the board of the Botanical Society
and he had access to the poisonous plant.
About Nicolas..
Dr Stanhope administered a mild dose of the poison.
His intention was to render Mr Doyle unconscious.
Not to kill him.
I have reinstated your father's name on our product
and you will be my partner?
Yes, he's right.
I want our company to buy that land and to donate it
so the hospital for the poor can still be built.
We shall donate it in your father's name.
My friend. My dear, dear friend.
I will never trust that toad Sinclair again.
Why you trusted him in the first place is a mystery to me.
I heard what you did for young Fitzroy
pulling him from that raid on the Cooper gang.
He cannot speak highly enough of you.
They're not just a gang.
They're among the most brutal criminals in the city.
He's very lucky not to have been out there.
Please don't giver me that indulgent smile.
It's not indulgence, it's affection.
Of course it is.
William.. do not presume to be able to read my mind.
If I could then I'm quite sure that we would never speak again.
Give my best to Mr Potts.
I'm not going to the mortuary. I don't know.
From what I see, I believe he'll be a frequent visitor.
Ivy seems quite taken with him.
Miss Scarlet..
Detective Fitzroy.
If you can drag your eyes from Miss Scarlet for a moment
a fraud case has just come in, detective.
Yes, Sir.
Jewellers on Montgomery Street. Eden Bloom. Get me what you can find.
Yes, Sir.
Inspector..
I hear you plucked young Fitzroy from Detective Phelps to assist you instead.
Yes, Sir. He has encyclopaedic knowledge of poisons I needed in this case.
Encyclopaedic, you say?
Mmm..
Impressive.
Well, get to it, detective.
Yes, Sir.
You disobeyed another direct order, Inspector.
I apologise, Sir, but I..
Laddie!
I was born on the streets of Glasgow, just like you
and I'm as savvy as the day I was born.
Do not assume my comfortable position here is turning me otherwise.
Ah! Good day, Commissioner.
I've a whisky with your name on it waiting on my desk.
I hope it's a large one.
Large and strong..
just how I like my women.
Miss Scarlet..
I wish to congratulate you in person on your magnificent win.
Thank you.
How nice to have the opportunity to wish you commiserations in person, Mr Nash.
I believe this evening's edition of the Illustrated Police News
will be leaving the printers on its way
to be devoured by its readership..
only later to discover that the genius, Mr Nash
accused the wrong man.
No matter.
They will issue an apology to Mr Humphries
in the next edition.
Oh, I think you'll find that a man such as Mr Humphries
will want a little more than that.
A law suit, perhaps.
Ha, ha..
What a woman you are.
I'm afraid I'm even more eager to have you work for me than ever
Well, my answer is still no.
Then what can I do to make you change your mind?
Nothing.
There's always something.
Even you, Miss Scarlet, will have your price.
I suppose I could try blackmail.
However, perhaps I'd rather you come to me willingly..
not coerced.
I can play as dirty as you, sir.
So believe me when I say
you do not want me as an enemy.
No, I want you as my employee.
So take some time about my offer.
Until then..