♪♪ - I wasn't expecting you all 'til tomorrow.

- Of course, we're gonna help you on your moving day.

- And also, we couldn't wait to see it.

(chuckling) - Are you gonna let us in?

- OK, come in!

♪♪ - Well, you certainly had your eye on the prize taking on all those insurance cases.

- All those long hours paid off.

- Where do I put this down so we can get to work?

- Oh no, you don't have to do anything.

- (Jamaican accent): No, don't listen to my foolish daughter.

"Many hands make light work."

(Trudy's mother gasping) Ohh, is that your famous potato salad?!

- Made with hard-boiled eggs just the way you like it.

- And I'm sure it's delicious, Flo, but it's not quite as sweet as... Tadaaa!

- Bonbon Emporium's candy sticks?!

Mary, those are expensive!

- Well, you only buy your first house once.

There's everything: peppermint, lemon, apple-- - Oh, root beer's my favourite!

Ooh!

- You have no "broughtupsy", not before a proper meal.

- (whispering): Sorry.

- We will break bread and bless this house tonight.

- You must be very happy making Mildred so proud.

- I am.

You know how hard it is to impress her.

- (Mildred): I can hear you!

- (Trudy): Sorry.

(hammering on metal) - What was that?

(indistinct chatter outside) (dramatic music) - First, they only let us buy here!

Then, they ignore us when we have a problem!

- (woman): Yeah!

- But what is this commotion?

- Don't worry, Mom.

We're gonna figure that out.

- Well, let's see if they can ignore this!

- (man): Alright!

(crowd cheering) - Oh!

She can't do that to city property!

- What the hell are you doing?!

- You see this?

This community hasn't had clean water in weeks.

Every time my son Sam drinks water, he gets sick.

I'm not putting up with it anymore.

None of us will.

- That sounds like an issue for City Hall.

- They're part of the problem.

We are shuffled into certain neighbourhoods like our concerns are shuffled to the bottom of the City Hall heap.

I have tried the mayor, newspapers; nobody will help.

And it figures.

I guess we're on our own, huh?

(crowd agreeing) - These two can help.

- Why would you say that?

- We're private detectives.

I'm Trudy Clarke.

This is Frankie Drake.

I just moved in.

- Not much of a detective, are you?

- What do you mean?

- Have you checked your water?

You're a sucker like the rest of us.

(Trudy sighing) - Well, so much for my dream home.

- Ugh.

Oh... (theme music) (woman scat singing) - Well, your pipes aren't rusty or clogged.

In fact, they're in good shape.

- I was afraid you'd say that.

- The house has good bones.

Once you unpack and put up the pictures, perfect.

- Yeah, apart from the dirty water.

- Well, if it was me, I'd check the source.

- (Frankie): So we've heard.

(Trudy sighing) - Trudy, where do these boxes need to go?

- Oh.

No, don't worry about it.

We got it.

- What?

Upstairs?

Basement?

- Upstairs.

Thanks, Sebastian.

- What are we going to do?

The new tenants already move into the old house.

- Ma, I'm so sorry.

I must have got all caught up in the excitement of buying the house.

- I saw your list; it was exhaustive.

- I checked the faucets; the water was clean.

I was so careful before signing that contract.

- It must have started after the inspection.

(Trudy sighing) - I gotta say you are handling this very well.

- What am I gonna do if we don't get to the bottom of this?

- When have we never not solved the case?

You know, you and your family are more than welcome to stay here.

Mi casa es su casa.

- Ha!

I can hear my mother now.

- (with Jamaican accent): I don't think so.

I can only imagine the things Frankie does in there.

- Well... (both laughing) - All right.

Well, according to this map, I live here.

- The river system runs north to south, so whatever is polluting your home must be coming from here.

That's gotta be one of these two factories close to the reservoir.

(phone ringing) - Drake Detectives.

Toni!

We'll be there.

Looks like Etta got her an appointment with Commissioner Renforth today at 4.

- That gives us a couple of hours, let's go!

(phone ringing) (Flo gasping) - Ellie!

What the Dickens are you doing here?!

- A girl can't visit her favourite auntie in the big city?

- Well, of course!

Ohhh!

- Aww!

I missed you, Aunt Flo.

You know, I got to thinking about our last visit together.

We saw The Pirates of Penzance, remember?

(Ellie clearing her throat) "In short, ♪ In matters vegetable, animal and mineral ♪ ♪ I am the very model of a modern major general ♪ - ♪ He is the very model of a modern major general ♪ (both laughing) - That was the best day of my life.

- Aww!

Ooh!

Hmm... Is that a... - Well, I am at work, Ellie.

- Right.

And I have interrupted.

I really should have called.

- Oh no!

That would have ruined the surprise.

Let me tell you what, let me slide this guy away, and we will go and grab dinner.

Have you ever had Chinese food?

- No.

You know how Mother is.

- Speaking of which, how is she?

- She says hello.

- That's a first.

- Hm!

- How did you convince her to let you travel here alone?

♪♪ - I'm not a kid anymore.

I don't know why people can't understand that.

(laughing) - You ladies take a wrong turn?

- Actually, we are here to see you.

- Haven't we met before?

Sure we have.

At that club!

Arturo's the name.

- Frankie.

- Trudy.

Arturo, maybe you could help us out.

Who has access to reservoir?

- Just me.

Well, and the odd city inspector.

- Is it always locked?

- Hey, like Fort Knox, this site.

Some of the neighbourhood kids, they like to jump the fence.

They're just looking to cool off.

I can't blame 'em.

The water's nice and fresh.

- You sure about that?

- Why all the questions?

- I live south from here; the water in my house isn't safe to drink.

- Oh, geez, you don't say.

- Do you think the reservoir could be the source of pollution?

- Pond's as clear as day.

Haven't heard a peep about any problems.

Have you thought about talking to the bootleggers up the road?

- The bootleggers?

- Yeah, just over that hill.

I bet whatever hootch they're brewing up over there, there could be some bad runoff.

- Thanks, Arturo.

- Anytime, ladies.

Hey, next heatwave that hits you, come back.

I hear this water's great for skinny-dipping.

Or so I imagine.

(women chuckling politely) So that's a maybe.

♪♪ (car honking) (bell ringing) - We've had to boil our water for weeks now, and it does nothing.

We pay taxes like everyone else; we deserve clean water.

- I agree with everything you say, Mrs. Freedman.

There's a water treatment plant in the works within the next year, two at the most.

- Which really means three.

What do you expect everyone to do until then?

- What about a temporary filtration system?

- City has no budget for that.

Now, listen, I reviewed your home purchase contracts.

It's black and white.

Unfortunately, ca veat emptor.

- This is not on us or the homes we bought; this is on you.

- I encourage you to have patience with the process.

- Security!

- And I encourage you to enjoy the water you're set on having us live with.

- Get her out of here!

Thank you.

(door opening) She can't go around assaulting City officials.

- I understand, but you have no idea what she has been going through the last few weeks.

- Will you at least take a look at her suggestions?

- Absolutely.

But know that I'm only one man.

- Hopefully, the right one.

(indistinct chatter) - It's so nice of you to bring these for me.

- Oh, it's my pleasure!

I just devoured these when I was your age.

The fashion, the celebrity gossip... - So, what's for dessert?

- Oh...

I don't think I could eat another bite.

But you should go see what they have.

What's wrong, Flo?

Looks like your cat died.

- I called Ellie's mom, my sister.

Ellie lied to me.

This is not an impromptu visit.

She was kicked out.

And according to sister dearest, she's something of a "hell-raiser".

- Oh, dear.

Well, maybe she was embarrassed.

Remember what it was like being at that age?

- I sure do.

But I never ran away from home or lied to my aunt.

- Maybe she needs you now more than ever.

- Hahaha!

♪♪ (bell ringing) - Thank you so much for watching him.

- Oh, he was no problem at all.

Oh, go to the last page.

Sam was reading it for me, and I want to see how it ends.

- Really?

Ah!

- Just read it myself.

- I can tell he's your world.

- He's all I got left.

- Is Mr. Freedman around?

- Uh, my George was part of the Black Battalion.

Thought it was his duty to serve his country.

His battalion wasn't assigned guns, so he had no way of protecting himself.

He was killed delivering wood to the frontline.

- So sorry.

- He sacrificed his life, and how is his family repaid?

With water they wouldn't give a dog.

- Trudy and I have a new lead: a security guard at the reservoir.

- What kind of lead?

- Apparently, there's a bootlegging operation up there.

- Then why are we sitting around?

- We gotta surveillance the area first to see who we're up against.

- This isn't the time to pussyfoot about; let's knock those boys out!

- They do not play around, and they always carry weapons.

- You're not gonna bring me along?

- What if things get out of control?

Sam needs you.

Frankie and I will check it out first thing tomorrow, I promise.

- I'm tired.

I'm tired of empty promises and hearing about tomorrow.

I am tired of putting my faith in others.

I should have known better.

I'm the only one I can rely on!

- What is all this palaver?

You want to wake your brothers?

- Mom... what's going on?

- It's all right, my sweet.

It is time to go.

- You don't think she's going to do anything rash, do you?

(door opening) - Well, she feels cornered, and you know what a trapped dog does: it attacks.

(door closing) (dramatic music) (crickets chirping) (owl hooting) ♪♪ - Ugh!

(suspenseful music) - Hey!

- Arturo!

Hey, brother!

- It's my birthday already?

- What?

I thought it was my birthday.

Wait, I got something.

(men laughing) - All right.

What do you got?

(camera clicking) - Hey, you keep bringing me money like that, you can take whatever you want through.

- I might take you up on that.

- All right.

Come on, come on.

It's all right.

You don't have to.

- Aw, come on, you know I got your money, right?

(men laughing) - Ugh!

- Hey!

You can't be here!

What are you doing?

- Arturo!

What's going on over here?

(air hissing out) - Hey, she's got a camera!

- You can't do that!

- She... she got a camera!

(romantic music) - Just imagine.

Day by the water.

Caviar.

Champagne.

Just me and my amore having a... frolic.

(Frankie chuckling) - I think your English is getting a little bit too good.

- Mm-hmm?

I can help you handle the frolic.

- Oh no, no.

I think we've got the frolicking down.

But a day off in the middle of a case, no, no, no, signore.

Impossibile.

(both chuckling) I'll be right back.

♪♪ (ominous music) Arturo lied.

It is the reservoir.

- "Masked vigilante spotted in Toronto.

Friend or foe."

Wow, is this normal for the big city?

- Definitely not.

She is the talk of the station, though.

The phones were ringing off the hook all night with tips.

- The paper's calling her "Lady Justice".

- "She saved someone from being mugged by flying in on the wings of night."

Haha!

- Can you believe such malarkey?

- Gosh, she's like Zorro, defender of the common man, righter of wrong.

- I don't know about all that, but I think private citizens should leave this type of thing to professionals.

- Oh, the police can't be everywhere at all times.

This gal has some chutzpah.

Now, onto more important news.

I managed to finagle my way out of work, and, as the French say, voilà!

You and I and Mary are going to a matinée today!

- Oh, you didn't have to splurge on me.

I was just gonna wander.

- Oh, well, we could stroll about after.

- Yeah, that would be nice.

Thank you.

- We'll meet you outside the Crown Theatre.

Show's at 3 p.m. You good 'til then?

- Yeah.

I think I'll tour the city for a bit.

On my own.

- Oh, Flo!

- I'll take an anonymous envelope any day.

These photos are proof that the reservoir's involved in some toxic dump scheme.

- Now we just need to figure out what the signage is on the truck.

- It's so blurry.

You think Arturo could fill in the blanks?

- He's already on the way.

- Hmm.

Maybe he knows who took the photos.

- Oh, I have a guess.

Her.

- Lady Justice?

- Two of the sightings were within blocks of our building.

On the same night that an anonymous envelope is dropped off?

- OK, fair.

So who is she?

- My guess is Toni.

- What?

- She's the only one who would know the exact evidence that we need.

And a mask protects her, protects Sam.

- Wait.

Frankie, do you know this Lady Justice?

- I might.

- Because vigilantes are very serious.

Back home, the squadristi, they break the law.

- Sometimes, the law needs to be bent.

- OK, that's true, but we do it because we're professionals.

And we don't wear masks.

- You said if I answered all yo ur questions, you'd give me those photos.

- We are not done yet.

- So, all you do is open the gate when you see the trucks, and they give you $15 for it?

- Yeah, it's what I said.

- Who are they?

Oh, OK. Well, you know what?

Maybe if we get the police involved, you'd be more inclined-- - I told you the truth.

All I know is these people don't mess around.

- They gave you that shiner?

- No.

It was the masked dame.

- Told you.

- It's been weeks, you must have been able to get a good look at this emblem.

Listen to me, kids are sick from the water because of your actions.

- I don't see so good at night anymore, OK?

It was a circle.

It was a triangle.

There was a star or something.

I gotta go!

- We need to track down who owns that truck.

- All right, I'll go pay Boyzey a visit.

He might be able to recognize the truck.

- All right.

I'm gonna talk to Toni.

If these people are that dangerous and she is Lady Justice, she needs to know.

♪♪ (bell ringing) - The smell of Toronto!

And Trudy Clarke needing a favour.

- Hello to you too, Boyzey.

- I spoke to your mama.

Sorry to hear about your broken engagement.

- Oh, please.

No, you're not.

And what are you doing talking to my mother?

- Well, she called.

She told me about the water troubles y'all all having.

How can I help?

- Actually, this truck was dumping waste in the reservoir.

I know the picture's kind of blurry, but do you recognize it?

- Recognize it?

I use 'em regularly.

Silver Star Trucking Rental.

Greek fellow, Eros, manages the lot.

- Oh... Silver Star make you sign any paperwork?

- Yeah, yeah.

You know, you could track down those polluters using their rental manifest.

Or you could always call on Lady Justice for help.

(Trudy sighing) - Not you too.

- She's exactly what this city needs.

- Yeah, I heard she has a good punch, but I don't trust anyone wearing a disguise.

(Ding-ding!)

- You don't want to eat anything?

Nothing?

Ah, he says food upsets his tummy.

I just don't know what to do anymore.

- Oh, no kid can resist the sweets here.

- Sugar?

Haha!

He'll be bouncing off the walls until midnight.

No, thank you.

(indistinct conversations) - We're gonna solve this.

He's gonna get his appetite back and get better.

- I so badly need to believe that right now.

- Trudy and I came into some evidence that toxic waste is being dumped into the reservoir.

- That's great.

You call the police?

- No, we want to be able to name names.

But I think that Lady Justice has been giving us a helping hand in all of this.

- Well, thank goodness.

Did she find out what they're dumping?

- No, not yet.

We need to be able to get a sample.

Where were you last night?

- Me?

At home with Sam.

Why?

- Well, if someone is helping us out, I would caution her to be very careful.

These people don't play nice.

- You think I play dress-up at night?

(indistinct chatter) - Well, you didn't have those bruises on your knuckles when we spoke yesterday.

- So?

- I box.

I know bruises.

And those easily could have come from punching a security guard.

- Like I said, I was home with Sam.

♪♪ Excuse me.

(indistinct chatter) - More candy?

- We have to have treats for the show!

- If Ellie even makes it here.

- Oh, she has plenty of time before curtain.

(bell ringing) - Or not.

Five-minute warning bell.

- You go ahead.

Five minutes is plenty of time.

In five minutes, I could write up six women for improper hemlines, eight if I scribble.

- I can crack a corpse's chest and rip out its heart in three.

- Right.

Ellie probably just missed her stop.

You know how the streetcar can be.

- Mary, she ain't coming.

- How did you think Toni was gonna take it, Frankie?

- Maybe she would be flattered, come clean.

- Speaking of coming clean, Sebastian?

- What about him?

- You snapped your fingers, and he was under my kitchen sink in what?

An hour?

- No, he... he came for you.

He lives in our building; he is a handyman.

- Hmm... You know, I'd assume to think that Alessandro was pretty handy.

- What are you doing here?

Women never come to the lot.

- We are detectives.

Was hoping we could get a little help on a case we're on.

- Maybe we could take a look at the rental agreements from last night.

- Geez, no can do.

- Oh... - I could knock 10% off a rental.

You gals need that?

- Eros, that is the, um... That's the god of love, right?

- (Eros): You sure know your Greek mythology.

- (Frankie): Well, I bet you can teach me a little bit more.

(Frankie and Eros chuckling) - It's all here.

Everything we need for an official investigation.

- But it was all obtained illegally.

- It's not illegal to take photos of public property.

- Except the road to access the reservoir is private.

And this.

Do you have an actual sample from the reservoir water itself to match it to?

- We could take the water from my house.

- That's not enough.

That doesn't prove it comes from the reservoir.

- It stands to reason-- - Reason isn't evidence, just a smart guess.

- One phone call, and you could have that by the end of the day.

- Except this isn't a fiefdom.

There's a system.

- Well, the system is broken.

- Look.

I grew up in a house without running water.

I know how vital it is, but my hands are tied.

- So what proof do you need to untie them?

(phone ringing) - Excuse me.

Just a moment.

You'll see yourselves out?

Yes.

- That man's a liar.

Toni's dossier is right there on his desk where he left it.

He hasn't even opened it.

- You're right.

He never intended to read it.

- Something shady is going on.

I bet the commissioner's covering.

(indistinct chatter) - Those dancers were just amazing!

- Ellie!

You're alive.

Welcome.

You only missed the entire show.

- No, I'm sorry.

I must have missed-- - If I wanted to be treated so rudely, I would have had kids of my own.

- Flo.

- And the only way I could get out of work today was by promising that I would do weekends for a month.

Not to mention the wasted ticket.

Ellie, I'm not made of money!

- Please don't be mad.

- Your mother was right.

- Oh, dear.

- You called my mother?

How could you do that?!

- Don't turn this around on me.

- No!

You're exactly like her!

Stop trying to control me!

- Ellie!

She's not the girl I knew.

- It's not easy being 16.

- I hope I didn't cause my mother this much heartache.

♪♪ - I think we all did.

- Great.

Now, you have me feeling sympathy for my sister.

- There are worse things.

(thunder booming) ♪♪ - (man): Hey!

It's her!

By the pond!

Get her!

(thunder rumbling) (thunder growling) - Wait!

I'm trying to help you!

♪♪ (grunting) - Any markings?

We could trace it back to a jeweller.

- Not as far as I can tell.

- Well, Toni and Sam came over for dinner last night.

I tried questioning her, but she's very coy.

- Onwards and upwards.

We should get that sample to Flo along with whatever you were able to get off the truck.

- Right.

We could test them both.

- Yeah.

- Oh, sweet Lady Justice strikes again.

Paper's full of new sightings.

I bet she wears a perfume that makes a man wanna meet his god.

- Anything else you want to share?

- Ah.

Here she be.

Silver Star's rental list from the night of the dumping.

Three different companies rented trucks that night: Mateosian Meats, Bonbon's Emporium, and Kerrigan & Harding Metals.

- If Flo is able to identify the toxin, we can figure out which of these three companies had access to it.

- (Trudy): Case closed.

- Yeah.

- (man): Ahem!

(loud footsteps) - You ever hear of knocking?

(Renforth chuckling) - Reports came in of a break-in at the reservoir last night.

Now after your visit yesterday, I asked myself, "Who else could it be?"

Oh!

I'll be taking that.

- You have no right to be here and you have no right to be taking evidence.

- If you have a problem with my retrieval of city property, you can contact the City's lawyer.

Miss Drake.

- Crooked as a barrel of fish hooks.

(Trudy sighing) - I hate to say it, but I was right.

- That man is hiding something.

- We need a second sample.

- What about from your kitchen?

It'll be diluted, but it's better than nothing.

- That sample was proof that the reservoir was contaminated.

- Yeah.

- And you know he'll argue that the problem is just your house.

- And my neighbour's house.

- And he'll argue that too, yeah.

♪♪ (cat meowing) - I hate to sound pessimistic, but looks like it's getting worse.

- You're not wrong.

I am so tired of boiling water 'round the clock.

And as for bathing, what if it never gets clean?

What are we supposed to do?

- Now, we're gonna figure this out; you and your neighbours are gonna live here for a very long time.

- I wouldn't say so.

- So, Sam and I are moving.

- We can see that.

- I got an offer on the house; I didn't think twice.

- But our water problem is public knowledge; who'd willingly buy into this neighbourhood?

- A woman called, offered 60 cents on the dollar, which is better than nothing considering.

- You're selling at a loss?

- Well, Sam feeling better, having clean water feels like a win to me.

♪♪ - Be right back.

- Look at this.

- Ugh!

- Hey!

So, are you excited to move?

- Mom said I could pick a new colour to paint my room.

- Blue?

- Red.

- Haha!

That was gonna be my next guess.

Have you ever seen your mom wearing this?

- No.

Jewelry turns her skin green.

- Oh.

Well, do you know if she hurt herself at work or at home?

I saw some bruises on her knuckles.

- She punched a hole in the wall after being in jail.

She put a picture over it, but, uh, I know it's there.

- (Toni): Sam, baby, come on!

We have some packing to do.

- Bye!

Thanks for trying.

- They say you two aren't giving up.

I'll be rooting for you and everyone else here.

(Trudy sighing) - She is not the vigilante.

- Yeah.

Why don a mask and risk your life only to pick up and move?

(hammering) - Look at that.

- (Trudy): Those are new!

- (Frankie): Looks like someone's buying up the whole neighbourhood.

(Trudy scoffing) - So they're pushing us out.

They deliberately poisoned the water, so that we would sell.

- I bet the City has plans for this land.

- Why else would the commissioner be up in our business and squash Toni's appeal?

- Can you take those samples to Flo?

I'm gonna have another chat with Renforth.

- Send him my best regards.

- You can't just barge in here.

- Hmm.

You didn't seem keen on knocking earlier.

- Miss Drake, I'm a busy man.

- We saw the Sold signs.

- Sold signs?

I don't follow.

- We're gonna play that game?

- What game?

- The one where you act all innocent.

Even though on the same day that you take evidence from my office, Mrs. Freedman's neighbourhood is bought up at a discount.

What are you planning to do with that land?

- I haven't the foggiest idea what you're implying.

- Oh, I'm not implying anything.

You're as dirty as that water, and I'm gonna get to the bottom of it.

(menacing music) Stripes imbue class.

You could use some of that.

(door opening) (door closing) - It's me.

We have a problem.

- So all this to buy up your neighbourhood cheap?

- Yeah, seems so.

Frankie went back to Renforth.

- Told you the man's crooked.

- My test confirmed that the goo from the truck-- - Oh, goo, is that the scientific word?

- It is now.

It contains traces of copper acetate.

And so does the water from your tap, Trudy.

It's definitely linked.

- Well, Flo, that's the evidence we've been looking for.

Copper acetate sounds dangerous.

- It's poisonous.

Large amounts can burn the lining in your throat and cause vomiting.

In small amounts, it can make you feel nauseous.

- Like Sam.

- What is copper acetate used for?

- Most commonly?

In coloured pigments: dyes, paints... used to be used in food colouring.

- Food colouring?

- Mm-hmm.

- Candy!

Bonbon's Emporium, it was listed on the trucking manifest you gave us.

- Mary is crazy for them.

But they shouldn't be using copper acetate in their recipes, it's outlawed on account of the poison!

- Right.

- What do we know about this candy company?

- Hmm.

Not much, yet, but I have a friend who might.

- How many pots do you have your hands in, Boyzey?

- Huh.

Hey.

- Hi!

- Mm-mm!

- Oh, that's my candies!

- Flo will explain.

- What was that about?

- A welcomed distraction, but now I am getting concerned.

- Ellie hasn't come home?

- She's out there with no friends and not a dime to her name.

Mary, what if-- - Should I file a missing person's report?

- The police will contact her mother.

I don't want to do anything that brings Rosalyn to town.

- Well, then, we're gonna have to find her ourselves.

This is hers?

- Yeah.

- OK, um... (phone ringing) - I don't remember my country niece ever wearing lipstick.

- Maybe she wanted to look pretty for someone.

- Ugh, there's a boyfriend in the picture?

Swell!

- Oh!

Look at this: "4 p.m. Capote's Cafe."

- (Boyzey): There he is.

The candy baron himself, Mr. Regis Walker.

The mayor offered him the key to the city and he turned it down.

Says he has yet to earn the honour.

- Yeah, well, his reputation doesn't match the fact that his company's involved in some very serious wrongdoings.

- Well, let's ask the man himself.

- Miss Clarke!

It is you.

- I'm sorry.

Have we... have we... - Oh, I wouldn't expect you to remember me, but a woman certainly remembers when two detectives come around asking about her broken engagement.

Ernie Penny.

Owns a little toy shop.

- Right.

Yes.

Her ex-fiancé was a client of ours.

- Mm-hmm.

- That is some getup, Miss... - Julia.

- Julia, right.

You work for Mr. Walker?

- I'm married to him.

- Oh!

Haha!

- Hello, Sweetheart.

- Candy empire is definitely a step up from a small town toymaker.

- Well, that is very kind of you to say.

- Your face is everywhere.

♪♪ - Regis, we're out of time.

- Oh, what is that man doing here?

Oh, that man is just horrid.

Did you know that he... Ah... Never mind me.

- I'm gonna follow them and see if I can hear what they're up to.

- Yeah, you heard her, the man's trouble.

- Exactly.

And I bet he brought this candy baron into his scheme.

You stay here, and don't do anything rash.

- Now where's the fun in that?

(indistinct chatter) - (Flo): Oh!

I can see Ellie there.

- But she's with a friend.

I told you she was safe.

- Thank the Lord it's not boys or some romantic entanglement.

- Oh!

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

♪♪ (inaudible speaking) - Oh...

I know why she came here.

Mary, I pushed her away.

- (Mary): We definitely have to intervene.

- Tell me this doesn't change the way you think about her.

- Flo, it's against the law.

- (Flo): You're saying it's wrong?

- No, not at all.

I'm saying she needs to be more careful.

Not everyone is as understanding as we are.

(indistinct conversation) - Are you sure about that?

I don't know.

- Absolutely.

Everything is taken care of.

(indistinct conversation) (Regis speaking indistinctly) - Regis, I know.

- "I'm getting you the proof you need.

Call the police if you don't hear from me by morning."

Boyzey, you're a fool.

(bell ringing) ♪♪ (knocking) - It's unlocked!

(door opening) - (man): Ahem!

- Oh, hello, friend.

- I, uh... locked myself out of my studio.

- Well, you know, I charge a pretty penny to pick a lock.

- Well, whatever it is, getting this beauty home is worth it.

You're hired.

- That looks like it belongs in a landfill.

- Ooof.

Cold, Drake, cold.

This is an original Isaacs and Youngs.

A fella was just throwing it out.

- A man's trash is another man's treasure, I suppose.

- Well, some people just don't know what they have right in front of them.

(knocking) (footsteps) - Miss Drake.

- (Frankie): Commissioner, what are you doing here?

- Crisis of conscience.

- It's really not that hard.

- (whispering): OK. - What's going on?

- If you want to know who's behind the pollution, you need to visit the Bonbon's factory out on Queen.

- Go on.

- Regis Walker is certifiable.

He wants land, expansion fast, and he won't let anyone get in the way.

- Look, I've been doing this a long time.

People rarely give in to moral crises.

- I didn't know he was poisoning kids, for crying out loud.

Look, he said it would just make people want to sell.

I'm sorry for my part in all this, but...

I'm no monster.

- You're going to have to do more than just apologize, and I have to talk to my partner Trudy.

- She's already there.

- What?

- She knows.

So if you want to protect her, posthaste, Detective.

♪♪ (bubbling noises) - Boyzey!

I'm here, hold on!

- (Boyzey): Frankie!

- (man): Don't move or I'll fill you full of lead.

- Oh, that's no way to talk to a lady.

- Put the gun down!

- Quiet!

(Walker laughing maniacally) - It's the candy clown himself.

- Don't either of you know it's not nice to trespass.

- You know what else isn't nice?

Poisoning the community's water to get them to sell cheap.

- Can't be a shark without shedding some blood.

The two of you shouldn't have been poking around.

- How many more factories do you need to own?

- Got my eye on going international.

- And what's in it for Renforth?

- (Regis): That fool?

Haha!

Such a naughty boy with everyone but his wife.

- You're blackmailing him.

Where are the photos?

- Safely tucked away in my... well, my safe.

(laughing) (gunshot) (Regis groaning in pain) Baby, you shot me!

- "Baby, you shouldn't talk so much!

Get him out of here!

- Ah!

♪♪ Get your... - "Eye on international"?

He's never had his eye on anything but a glazed donut until he met me.

- You're the one who's been calling and buying up all the properties.

- (Julia): Well, you know what they say, "Behind every successful man is a smarter woman."

- Let me guess.

He dies, and you own it all.

- Oh, come on!

I barely broke the skin.

I don't want anyone to die.

Well, that's not true.

Why have 12 stores in one country when you can have 25 in Europe alone.

All I needed was a little bit of cheap land to get operations up.

- Well, this operation is going down.

- No, it's not... but you are.

(dramatic music) (whirring) And you are next.

- Oh!

Oh no!

Frankie!

I'll be taking that IOU now!

Help me, Frankie!

- Boyzey!

(Frankie grunting) - Argh!

- Lady Justice too!

♪♪ - Come on!

- Come on!

- Let's go!

(gunshot) - Argh!

Ah!

Ah!

Ugh!

(Boyzey panting) - How bad is it?

- Lady Justice, you saved my life.

- OK, I guess it's not that bad.

- Go!

- There's something I need to do.

- Frankie, when Lady Justice tells you to go, you go.

- I need to get those photographs.

- Oh, no leverage, no power.

- That's right.

Can you cover me?

I'll be back for you.

- Ugh!

Will you be back too?

- Justice never stops.

- Sorry, boss.

Looks like they escaped.

- What do you mean, they escaped?

He... he was over a vat, for Pete's sake!

- It was that damn crusader, boss.

She flew in out of nowhere.

- (Lady Justice): Aaah!

(grunting) ♪♪ - I'm used to men getting in my way, but you, Missy, are an itch I've been dying to scratch.

(women grunting) ♪♪ (knocking on the wall) - Very clever.

(lively jazz music) - You ruined an entire community!

A kid got sick!

- I'll be sure to send the little baby a lollipop for his booboo.

I've waited too long and worked too hard to let some lady playing dress-up stop me.

- I'm not just some lady!

- Sweet dreams, Sugar.

I'll wait with Boyzey for the police.

Take these.

Go!

I'll meet you back at the office.

(indistinct chatter) (band music playing) (bell dinging) (door closing) - You brought my bag.

- A gal needs her things.

- I'm so sorry, Aunt Flo.

Really, I am.

I understand why things have to be this way.

I'll let you know where I end up.

- Oh, for heaven's sake, I'm not kicking you out.

Sit down.

Sit down.

You're staying put with me.

- But after what I said and... you saw... - Just no more secrets and no more lies.

- I promise.

- I can imagine the feeling when you finally met your... friend.

- Hannah.

- It's just...

This isn't Paris, kiddo.

This is still Toronto.

- I know, and I'll be discreet, I promise.

- And it's not that you have anything to be ashamed of; it's just because... ...this city is full of jackasses.

(sighing) - (Mildred): Well, finally, this home has been properly blessed.

- I'm gonna be full 'til Christmas.

Thank you for having me, Mrs. Clarke.

- (Mildred): Mm-hmm.

- I seem to remember you inviting yourself, Boyzey.

- (Mildred): OK. (laughing) - Ooh, let me help you.

- OK. - (Boyzey): Oh, yeah.

- I see that the for sale sign is down at Toni's.

- Yes.

She took a sledgehammer to it this morning.

Hahaha!

(jazz music playing on radio) - You know you could have told me.

- I could have.

- I would have helped.

- I didn't want you to get in trouble.

- How many times have I been in trouble?

- Yeah, I know.

But this is my new home, my new community, and if anyone was gonna go to jail for what I did, I wanted it to be me.

Just me.

- OK, but if you ever do it again-- - What?

- I want a costume!

(both laughing) - Deal!

- (Boyzey): Aaah... OK, so do you all want to hear about our kiss one more time?

- (women): No!

- I wonder when we'll meet again.

(news fanfare on radio) - (man on radio): We interrupt th is program with breaking news.

Regis Walker, owner of the Bo nbon's Emporium candy chain, and his wife have escaped police custody.

- What?

- The couple are considered armed and dangerous.

- That is just reprehensible.

- I can't believe they're on the lam.

- ...local police station house.

- I guess justice never stops.

- They are armed and considered dangerous.

Contact your nearest police station house.

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