Murdoch Mysteries

Murdoch. Where's higgins?

Uh, we-- I haven't seen him in a day or two, sir.

Suffering an illness, I believe.

Still?

I'll tell you what: He'd better be knocking

On heaven's bloody door!

Gentlemen, I beg your pardon.

My name is roderick h. Roderick.

I've been sent to collect a detective

From station house number four.

-Ah, we are they. -That is us.

What's this about?

Uh, I cannot disclose any details.

Please, your help is needed most urgently.

For what, exactly?

There's been a murder.

Henry?

Oh. Detective!

Ah, detective.

What is going on?

Isn't this the old newsome estate?

Ah, it is! Ah, they bought it back.

I'll need to see your papers.

What papers?

Your visas? Your permission into the country?

What country?

Their presence has been requested by the king.

Let's see here.

Ah, sir! You're really not-- ah, sir!

I-I'm, you know, I'm sure it's all in order.

I--

Murdoch: Rupert newsome.

King rupert the first.

Thank you for coming, detective.

A great tragedy has befallen our nation.

What nation?

This one. Newsome-mimico.

New south mimico.

Ah, it's pronounced newsome-mimico.

You elide the "th".

I know.

It leaves one lacking the capacity for speech.

Something like that.

Why is there music?

Oh, oh, oh, oh! Oh! Our national anthem.

It is that time.

This will only take a moment.

Long live the king!

Mr. Newsome, you can't just simply make your own nation.

Why not?

We have our own constitution.

We have a border,

Enforced by our department of justice and security.

-Henry higgins? -Mm-hm!

We have a currency.

Oh, and soon we will have our own postage

Featuring the visage of the queen.

Uh, dearest?

Your hand.

Oh. Bother.

Oops.

Mr. Newsome, what makes a nation is recognition.

By other nations.

I highly doubt any nation will ever recognize

New south mimico.

Therefore, it is not a nation.

Allow me to introduce

Agnessa vrioni,

Visiting dignitary from albania.

Miss vrioni.

Do you recognize

Newsome-mimico as a sovereign nation?

I do.

Well, borders aren't real.

They're arbitrary divisors of people,

But insomuch as we acknowledge them,

We may as well acknowledge mr. Newsome's.

Watts, he can't make his own country.

It seems he already has.

Now, was there not some mention of a murder?

His name was dickie fanshaw.

He was my friend.

A close friend?

Bosom.

When was his body found?

Uh...

Few hours ago.

I preserved the crime scene and sent for you immediately.

Watts: Bashed with a heavy object.

Scratches on his neck.

It's signs of a fight.

-Mr. Newsome... -Ah, ah, ah!

King rupert the first.

Mr. Newsome.

Did mr. Fanshaw have any enemies?

Of course. In canada.

We're in canada.

No. We're not.

Our borders with canada were closed all night.

That's why I called you!

I believe the killer is right here in newsome-mimico.

We sat for a nightcap at 9 pm.

It was myself, dearest departed dickie

And courtney here.

Courtney van doren, minister of the interior.

It was just the three of you?

No - lucy was here.

Lucinda helmsworthy-newsome.

The queen.

Oh, yes.

But she was knackered, so she went to bed at 9:30.

After that, it was just the three of us,

Our double malts and our plans for the dock.

The dock?

Yes.

Those half-witted gargoyles down at mimico city council

Wouldn't let me build a simple yacht dock!

One of them couldn't even say yacht dock.

So, dickie thought pffft.

Let's secede.

And thusly newsome-mimico was birthed.

Mr. Newsome, do you recognize this?

Of course I recognize it, whoever you are.

It's a feather.

Ah, yes.

Do you have any idea why it might have been stuck

To mr. Fanshaw's waistcoat?

His "wescut"? No.

It could belong to mcgeorge.

Oh, yes.

Mcgeorge?

Yes. Dickie's pet goose.

Little critter went missing yesterday,

Come to think of it.

Gentlemen, last night,

When did you last see mr. Fanshaw?

I retired to my rooms at 10 pm on the dot,

But I believe dickie said he was going for a stroll.

Yes. It was 10 pm.

He went out that door and...

That's the song he was whistling

As he strode into the night.

Not a care in the world.

So, what are you all doing here?

Julia: William asked us to come.

Per orders of the king.

He is not a king.

He is my idiot cousin.

Per orders of effie's idiot cousin.

Henry, what are you wearing?

What? It's my uniform.

You look like a feathered beefeater.

Ruth designed it.

On your way.

-Roderick. -Fiona.

What... What are you doing here?

I came to see this madhouse for myself.

And you are?

George, this is roderick h. Roderick, my ex-husband.

Roderick, this is george.

My lover.

Hm.

A copper?

And you're a citizen of new south mimico?

Yes. Chief legal counsel.

Then you actually believe this is a real country?

I do, it is.

Would you like to see proof?

Certainly.

I could use a good laugh.

Dearest, I am supposed to be in charge.

I know that, henny.

Say, I'm not showing, am I?

No. You're as sleek as an antelope, dear.

I am chief of justice and security for newsome-mimico.

Yes. I know that, henny.

Grape!

But all I get to do is sit at the border

And turn away undesirables.

When a murder happens, they call someone else in.

I've solved murders before, you know?

Really?

I've been involved in solving murders.

Oh, well. So have I. Scads of them.

Cantaloupe!

But, henny, this is dickie we're talking about.

It's all rather remarkable, isn't it?

They really made their own country.

You're impressed by this?

I suppose I am. Did you see the flag?

And the coat of arms?

This place is the manifestation

Of a lunatic's untethered vanity.

Thank you, detective.

Well, I'll examine the body.

Thank you.

I've confirmed everyone else was in bed

For the evening before 10 pm.

The last mr. Fanshaw was seen.

The victim's guest room was in the east wing.