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What a lovely fair.
Yes. We should hurry along, though, William.
I do need to get back to the hospital
and then meet with the new nanny.
Make sure she's a tough nut.
Need someone to protect little Susannah.
True enough, but I intend to do anything and everything
to ensure that no danger ever befalls her again.
This is a special time to be a parent, Doctor.
I remember taking my lads to fairs like this.
I'm sure you're right. It's just hard to appreciate
the moment when one has a thousand different things to do.
I scarcely have a moment alone with my thoughts these days.
Miss Hart! Oh! Miss Hart.
A few questions.
Do you have any contact with the Carmichael family?
- Have you seen them? - I really don't have anything to say.
Oh, were you invited to Arthur Carmichael's funeral?
- Or are they still looking for his body? - Oi!
That's enough. Leave the lady alone.
Move along.
Everywhere I go.
It will pass in time, Miss Hart.
Surely do hope so.
Oh, William, look at this.
"Your wish made true."
Sounds like a bit of fun.
Fun has nothing to do with it.
The mechanical man has special powers.
Oh! An automaton.
He will grant you one wish.
But be careful what you wish for.
Right, then. How much is it? I could use a wish.
Well, it's free of charge, sir.
But a word of caution:
Your wish will surely come true.
That's a good Yorkshire price.
I wouldn't mind having a go.
I don't know. It sounds silly to me.
Oh come on, William. It's just a bit of fun.
We'll make it quick.
You must approach the man one at a time.
Place your hand on the crystal ball...
And wish.
I wish I could leave all responsibilities behind.
I wish that I could blend in
just like everyone else.
I wish that the city could be rid of vermin.
I wish...
That I never put Susannah in danger again.
Your wish made true.
So, do you think your wish will come true?
Oh, time will tell.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, your wishes will come true, every word.
Isn't that right?
Your wish made true.
Everyone's wish comes true.
Your wish made true.
Everyone wants a peaceful life.
The chance of solitude,
no interruptions, no distractions.
It sounds like a dream.
But sometimes, dreams turn into nightmares.
That's everything I could find around here.
Thank you, Violet.
Sorry it's taken me so long to clear all my things.
Oh, not to worry. Much of these supplies are yours.
Without what you brought, the shelves would be empty.
Well, I should be going.
Between my marriage and my job and my child,
I scarcely have time to breathe anymore.
Where's all this going?
Oh, to the women's clinic. The place could use a little personality.
Oh! There is one more thing.
Ah.
I'd almost forgotten about this.
Whose brain is it?
He was a murderer. He was hanged: James Gillies.
And you've kept his brain?
I thought it would be worth studying, but
I haven't found the time.
Julia.
Julia?
Hello?
Oh!
Mathilda.
I didn't realize anyone else was here.
Oh, I'm headed home.
Just finishing cleaning up a few last things.
Well, good. I'll see you tomorrow, then?
- See you tomorrow. - All right.
Hello?
Oh, William. Yes, I'm still at the office,
but I'm heading home soon.
Yes, I will make it home for supper, I promise.
See you soon.
Julia.
Mathilda?
No.
No...
That's impossible.
You're dead. You can't be here.
What is happening?!?
I came to see you, of course.
What have you done with Mathilda?
You don't need to worry about her anymore.
No. No, no,
- stay away from here. Leave me alone! - I can't do that.
You understand why I came back here,
don't you, Julia?
Because I'm not done with you yet.
You're dead!
Oh. You knew I would return.
And now that I'm here,
oh, I am going to enjoy it.
Julia!
Julia, what have you done?
Mathilda?
Mathilda!
Murdoch residence, please.
One moment, please.
Answer...
Please, William, answer!
There's no answer, ma'am.
Oh! Ah, um...
Uh... please, um...
Ma'am, are you all right?
Do you need a doctor?
Uh, no. Um, the Crabtree residence, please.
Connect me to the Crabtree residence.
One moment.
- Julia, is that you? - Effie!
What's the matter?
Yes, yes! Yes, Effie! I need your help.
Julia, what is going on?
I need you to come to the clinic right away.
- Yes. Yes, of course. - Just come, please?
- Julia? - Effie.
Are-are you all right?
Yes, I think so. I-I don't know.
- Are-are you hurt? Are you bleeding? - No. I-I'm fine.
What on earth is going on?
It was him.
- H-He's back. He's alive! - Who?
It's impossible! I do...
- Julia. - It makes no sense.
Slow down and tell me exactly what happened.
- I don't know what happened. - Just give me this.
Where did this blood come from?
James Gillies.
James Gillies? The murderer?
I killed him!
But, Julia, h-he's been dead for years.
I know, but-but he was here,
and he came at me, and I killed him.
Julia, that's impossible.
I know! It makes no sense,
but that's what happened.
His brain was in the jar.
And then it disappeared!
And then he was here, and he killed Mathilda,
he must have, and-and then he came after me!
Julia, you need to calm down.
What day is it?
It's the 31st.
- Oh, my lord! - What?
That's the day James Gillies was hanged.
That explains all of this then.
- Explains what? - Well, why you're so fixated on him!
Your mind has been triggered and your imagination's
- playing tricks on you. - No! No! It was real.
He was here and I killed him!
He-he's in the examination room.
I'll tell you what: Why don't we go together
- and see if he's there? - No, no.
- No, I'm not going. I can't. - All right, then I'll go.
- No, please, Effie, don't go... - Julia. Julia,
I'll be right back.
Everything's going to be all right.
I'll be back in the briefest of moments.
You'll be all right.
I'll be right back.
And we'll have so much fun.
What?
Effie, why did you say that? What did you say?!
I said...
We're going to have so much fun.
No!
Effie?
Effie?!
Effie?
Mathilda?
Mathilda.
No!
No, it can't be.
What is happening?
No!
Effie?
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry! I...
I don't know what's going on!
Why?
Why did you do this?
You were him!
You were James Gillies.
Why?
What have I done?
Mealtime.
You need to eat.
Up to you.
Food's not going anywhere...
Julia.
You!
Of course.
Who else would it be?
Why are you doing this to me?
Please, leave me alone.
Oh, you'll be left alone, Julia.
No.
You can just sit right here,
think about what you've done
for the rest of eternity.
You got what you wished for:
No responsibilities.
Imagine a young woman who has it all,
fortune and fame.
But fame comes at a price.
If one wishes to disappear into the faceless masses,
what happens...
When that wish comes true?
- What'd you think? - Preposterous.
It seemed real to me.
A whole town ganging up
on that man just 'cause he was different?
The man was made of reanimated body parts.
So?
The dead can't come back to life, Isaiah!
Tell that to your father.
Touché.
Miss Hart, couple of questions.
- We haven't the time. - Will you be taking legal action
- against the Carmichael family? - No comment.
And who are you?
A man telling you to leave her be.
Sorry about that.
Hardly your fault.
I'm the one that chose to marry into that family.
Hmm. You were in love.
I suppose so.
I also liked the scandal and attention.
These days I can't stand it.
I never thought I'd say this,
but I wish I could just blend in like everyone else.
You?
A woman as beautiful as Violet Hart could never
blend into the crowd.
Oh, stop.
You want me to walk you the rest of the way?
Oh. It's out of your way. I'll be fine.
As you wish.
Good night.
I'll call on you tomorrow.
Sir, are you all right?
Do you need help?
Sir?
There's a church around the corner.
They'll take you in if you need any...
Ah! Get off of me!
Dear God.
Hey! Hey.
- You all right? - Yes, I think so.
You should get out of here.
The morgue is right around the corner.
You keep a gun?
- For safety. - You get a lot of intruders?
More than I'd like.
Well, it might prove useful.
Do you think that man followed us?
No. But something strange is happening in Toronto tonight.
- Ooh! - Are you all right?
Oh...
Oh, fine.
You're hurt.
- What? - This wound on your hand.
Whoa! That man must have bitten me.
What, just now? That's impossible.
- What do you mean? - Well, it's badly infected.
To get to this point, it would have taken days.
Well, perhaps he was ill.
Come on. We need to clean this.
Now, this might hurt.
Ah, I've never felt such a deep pain in my life. Oh!
We're almost done.
- Everything's going to be all right. - Mm-hmm.
- Too tight? - Oh, no, no, no. It's fine.
There we go.
Miss Hart? What's wrong?
- Oh, dear God! - Get out of the way!
Huh?
He's still alive!
What are we going to do?
I-I would suggest we leave.
- And then what? - Telephone the army?
- Let's go. - Wait. I have an idea.
You lure him over and I'll come behind him and shove him in.
Oh, I...
Oh, fine!
Excuse me, my good man!
Would you care to attack me?
Yes? Right over here.
Oh, oh!
All right, this way.
Yes, that's very good.
Ah, yes, yes, just as I'd hoped.
Yes! Feast away. Ha!
Llewellyn! No!
Oh! That's not good.
- Hold them! - Yeah, I'm trying!
What the hell is going on?
Some kind of madness.
It's impossible. Those people are dead.
Well, they've returned to life. Or something like it.
Oh.
What's wrong?
Something's not right.
The bite. The infection, it's...
Taking over my body.
- I must be like... - No. It can't be.
My mind keeps going blank.
Violet.
Violet, you have to promise.
Don't let that happen to me!
I won't. You're going to be all right.
I am most certainly not all right.
Before I turn, you have to kill me.
- No! - You have to.
Don't let me become one of them!
All right. Let me try something.
If you turn into one of those things,
I'll inject you.
There's enough heroin in here to kill a horse.
Good. Good.
How is it?
It's coming on.
- This could be it! - No. Just hold on.
Do it. Do it, do it. There's no reason to wait.
Brains!
Watts?
Isaiah?
- Violet? - We have to get out of here!
Violet, what's wrong?
They're coming for us. We have to go!
What's wrong with you?
You're one of them!
You're just like them!
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was open, Tom began to scream.
What a horrid nightmare from such a lovely dream.
Bloody hell! Higgins!
- Sir? - Another trap's gone off.
Oh.
Oh, looks like we got one.
Oh, these rodents, they're all over the bloody city!
What would you like me to do with this one?
What kind of question is that? Throw it away.
Oh, right.
Ah, Margaret.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
- I've brought you lunch. - Oh! And what do we have here?
- It's an old family recipe. - Ah!
Minced meat and onion pie.
- Oh! - Try it!
I will! Looks good.
Have you seen the paper?
Oh!
There's been trouble.
Too many prisoners, not enough cells.
That could be good for Bobby at his next parole hearing.
Oh, I don't know, Thomas.
We've gotten our hopes up before.
Bobby's been a model prisoner.
We can only hope that he'll be home soon.
Bring the family back together again.
Hmm. Well, actually, I'm off to visit him today.
- Look what I got for him. - Mm. What's that?
A rosary.
Still on the Catholic kick, is he?
It's his choice, Thomas.
Isn't it beautiful?
- Good lord! - What?
This pie, Margaret, it's absolutely terrific!
The best bloody pie I've ever tasted.
Oh, I knew you'd like it.
More than like.
You know,
there's a police fundraiser coming up.
I bet we could sell some of these and make a few bob.
- Sold! - Mm.
Mmm.
Thank you so much. There you are.
- How's it going? - Oh, Thomas.
- What is it? - That's it.
We're sold out.
Really? How many did we sell?
- Three dozen! - We sold three dozen already?
- People seem to like them. - Mrs. Brackenreid!
This pie is incredibly delicious.
Honestly, I've never had a pie like it.
We may be onto something here, Margaret.
Onto what?
- Something big. - Ooh!
_
Thank you for coming, everyone. It's nice to see ya.
Make sure you take an extra pie for your loved ones.
Oh! Oi! Get lost!
These bloody strays are a nuisance around here, ladies.
Thomas! We're almost sold out and it's only our first day!
- We're a hit. We're the talk of the town! - Mm-hmm!
Looks like we're going to need to hire some help.
- Absolutely not! - Why not?
The recipe's a family secret, Thomas.
I don't want every Tom, Dick and Harry to know it.
What about a couple of waiters? What's the problem?
Fine. But they stay out of the kitchen.
It's a family business, Thomas. I want to keep it that way.
We're gonna make a mint.
- Mm-hmm. - Leave them wanting more!
Yes!
Mmm. Sir.
These pies are divine. I can't stop eating them.
No need to stop, Higgins. It's all money in my pocket.
How's things with the rat problem?
Well, I haven't seen any lately, sir. Have you?
- They seem to have disappeared. - Hmm.
Mm.
Ow! Ow!
- What's the matter? - Oh.
I think I've bitten into something.
What is it?
I think I've swallowed it.
- Well, what was it? - I don't know!
I think I've cracked my tooth, as well.
Perhaps your wife dropped something in?
Not bloody likely.
I'd best have a word with her.
Hmm. Mine's fine.
There was something in this pie.
Yes, meat.
No! No, no. Something hard.
I bit down on it.
Well, maybe it was your tooth.
It wasn't my bloody tooth.
It was a... a stone, or some such thing.
- Well, I didn't put it in there. - I never said you did.
Well, if I didn't put it in there, then it wasn't in there.
Something was in there.
I never said it was your fault,
but it could've gotten mixed in
with whatever you put in the pie.
Fine.
- Perhaps it was in the meat. - Right.
Where does the meat come from?
Thomas,
I'm too busy right now. I have to make more pies!
Just tell me the name of the shop.
What does it matter?
It matters because there was a bloody stone in it!
Just leave it.
Which butcher do we buy the meat from?
I told you to leave it.
- Why is it such a bloody secret? - Because it is.
Now let me get on with my work!
Todd McSweeney.
Right then.
- Higgins! Stop eating that! - What? Why?
- Just stop. I'll explain later. - Explain what?
Just stop right now!
Sir, they're so good.
Bloody hell, Higgins.
Throw it away and never come back here again.
I don't understand, Thomas.
Why are you at home? Thomas, what is it?
You, we, are out of the pie business!
What are you talking about?
I've got something to tell ya.
Then start telling.
Honestly, Thomas, I don't know what's gotten into you today.
You're acting like a madman.
I'm not a madman. Far from it.
You're making no sense.
It's the bloody butcher.
You are talking in riddles, Thomas.
What about the butcher?
Have a seat! Go, go! Have a seat.
All right.
Good God.
How do I tell ya?
Oh, Thomas, out with it!
Margaret,
- we can't keep selling these pies. - Why not?
It's the meat.
The butcher.
I went over there,
saw it with my own eyes.
- The meat they're using... - I know, Thomas.
It's how we get such a good price.
- You know what's in there? - Of course I do.
Dear God, woman.
Have you lost your mind?
It makes perfect sense.
Sense?
Insanity's what it is!
Oh, calm down.
It's good for everyone. And...
They are delicious.
No!
It's all right, Thomas.
The city is finally rid of vermin.
Just as you wished.
Every father loves his daughter.
He would shelter her from harm.
He would kill for her.
But would he die for her?
The irincess returns to her castle.
Again, thank you so much
for taking on this extra work while Dr. Ogden is away.
But of course. You know how much I adore little Susannah.
What's this?
Sissy.
Did she just say Sissy?
Seems to be her name for it.
Oh... the child can barely speak.
Did someone tell her that the doll is named Sissy?
No. She named it herself.
A kind old man in the park gave it to her.
- She's really taken to it. - A man?
A stranger?
We must be very careful.
I can't allow anyone near Susannah
that could put her in danger.
He was awfully kind.
And, as I say, she's really taken to the doll.
Sissy.
It's rather odd-looking.
I don't know.
I-I don't want to bring anything into this house
- that could be harmful to Susannah. - Oh, it's harmless and look!
Oh!
It's been fitted with a voice box of some kind.
And that's not all it does. Press it again.
I love you.
♪ London Bridge is falling down ♪
♪ Falling down, falling... ♪
Three distinct sounds. That's ingenious! Hmm.
I think you like it as much as she does.
As long as it makes her happy.
Oh! Susannah, are you awake?
Are you ready for lunch?
All right.
There we go.
Oh! You are getting so...
- Sissy. - Oh, you want your doll?
All right. Oh!
What is this?
Did you draw this?
Oh, come, now, Susannah.
You have to eat your food.
Milk!
What happened?
What's all this?
How did you get the bowl... ?
This doll of yours has gotten that tune stuck in my head.
That's enough of that for today.
Susannah... ?
All right. All right.
It's time to go to sleep.
I know.
Susannah?
Sissy.
What on earth?
I love you.
All right. That's enough of this.
Sissy.
It is time to go to sleep.
All right.
Let's lay down
and have a little sleep.
Night-night.
Hello?
Is someone here?
Ahh!
Hello?
This can't be. Wha... ?
Ah!
God. Ahh!
This can't be happening.
Who's there?
Hello?
Come back here!
Oh! Oh! Oh, Susannah!
Oh, my goodness.
I'm so sorry.
What are you doing out of your crib?
All right. We...
... Should get you back in bed.
Susannah... ahh!
Ah! Ah-ha! My leg.
Susannah.
Susannah, come here.
Susannah...
Please give me the knife.
Susannah?
Susannah,
y-you can't let her.
No!
Julia has begged off.
- She can't come. - Hmm. What a shame.
Oh, well, that's that then.
But, sir, it's one day only.
I wanted to see the little one at the fair.
I have no interest if that's not the case.
Me, as well.
Enjoy the candy floss, Higgins.
- I can go? - Go on!
Hop it before I change my mind.
Thank you, sir.
You know, I've heard they have a mechanical man
who will grant you your dearest wish.
I'm so looking forward to trying it.
Oh, and I'm going to find that chicken juggler, too.
Your wish made true.
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