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Oh, it looks better than last time.
Do you think so?
I'll get it.
Oh, hello. Please come in.
Do you want one or both?
Both.
Could I at least finish my drink first, lads?
My name is Agent Baker.
You have been brought here for questioning
in a matter of utmost urgency.
I am Justice Robert Shay.
With me are General Patrice Dionne
and Deputy Minister of Defence, Abner Walker.
Is this a trial?
An agent of the crown has been murdered,
and an attempt was made on the life of our Prime Minister.
This tribunal has been convened to learn the facts.
But the usual oaths apply.
Except a violation of these oaths is not perjury
but treason.
Bring in the accused.
Terence Meyers.
The evidence strongly suggests Agent Meyers
murdered Agent Morris
and attempted to murder our Prime Minister
by means of a poisoned butter tart.
What would possibly motivate me to murder my Prime Minister?
That is the purpose of this hearing, Agent Meyers.
It is your state of mind we wish to assess.
Detective Murdoch, please tell us about the first time
you encountered Agent Meyers.
It was the summer of 1895.
A local farmer had died under mysterious circumstances.
What do we have, George?
Henry Gaston.
Suicide, eh?
Why call for me?
Well, actually sir, upon arriving at the scene
I realised I should check for the victim's footprints
to eliminate foul play.
However, there were none.
No footprints?
- No. - Hmm.
Curious.
So just how did you get into that tree, Mr Gaston?
Our investigation led us to The Rouge Valley Lands Company
and Mr Meyers.
Mr Meyers told us the company wished to purchase the land
to build a dam.
Our plan was to dam the Rouge River, here.
Where we would then build an electrical generating station.
That would flood all of the lands in the valley.
Which is why we had to buy it all up.
In truth, no dam was planned.
Do you hear that noise?
Sounds like an engine of some sort.
Oh Bloody hell.
The Canadian government intended to use
the land to test a weaponised dirigible.
Let the record show:
Detective Murdoch is referring to Project X9.
Agent Meyers was the lead on that project.
Detective, did Agent Meyers kill anyone
in the course of that operation?
Claude Benoit was a French agent,
operating on our soil against our interests,
and he shot first.
This query is not about the right of an agent
to neutralise an enemy of Canada.
This is about the soul of a man who is accused
of a crime which required the abandonment of conscience.
Now, Doctor Ogden.
You performed a post-mortem.
Could you tell us what happened to Monsieur Benoit?
He had been eviscerated.
As suspected, the victim's internal organs
have been completely removed.
So they made a hole and then pulled his guts out
The hole's too small to accommodate a hand.
Yes, well they probably had some sort of special tool.
Perhaps a tube was inserted into the incision
and the contents drawn out that way.
That was my idea actually.
You see that machine behind you.
We use it to rapidly deflate the dirigible.
It didn't take much adjustment to use it for
something else.
You sucked a man's guts out?
It was a matter of practicality.
A means to an end.
As were the crimes for which you are accused.
Now then, this wasn't the only time
you encountered Agent Meyers?
No, it wasn't.
How many times in all?
Twelve times.
Do you trust him?
Not bloody likely.
Everything he says is a lie.
Not everything. Perhaps most things.
It's the purpose of spy craft to deceive.
But I ask you, all of you, does anyone in this room
doubt my commitment to my country, my job,
or to Mr Laurier?
Let's talk about Mr Laurier.
Detective Murdoch, could you please tell us when
you first met our Prime Minister.
Yes.
We had uncovered a plot
to send gold bullion to the confederacy.
4179.
It's Meyers here, put him on.
Yes, sir, it's as we feared, I'm afraid.
No sir, I think you better come to us.
Thank you, sir.
That was my boss.
And he's coming to speak to you.
Bloody hell.
Ah. Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Sir Wilfrid Laurier.
Prime Minister.
Sir.
Gentlemen, we need to talk.
Can you describe the relationship you witnessed
between Agent Meyers and Prime Minister Laurier?
It was professional. There was mutual respect.
But that would not always be the case, would it?
No.
Can you tell us about the events that happened
after the assassination of President McKinley.
Agent Meyers had been accused of killing an informant
who had sold the gun that was used
to shoot President McKinley.
Look.
Cable Prime Minister Laurier's office,
let him know exactly what's going on here.
I guarantee you, I will be out by day's end.
But that's not what happened.
No, it wasn't.
Read this.
"In light of his completely unsanctioned actions,
Agent Terence Meyers is hereby placed
in Mr Clegg's custody
to be tried in the United States for espionage
against our close and great ally.
Prime Minister Wilfrid Laurier."
They're cutting me loose, Murdoch.
So it would appear.
If I go down there they'll hang me.
I was innocent.
Mr Laurier apologised.
The incident was forgotten.
But the relationship was never quite the same, was it?
Could you tell us about the next time you encountered
our Prime Minister.
A rocket was aimed at New York City.
Had it been fired, we would have been at war.
Canada was being held ransom.
Are you suggesting I would choose destruction
of my country over my career?
No. No, not at all, sir.
I regret if you inferred that I inferring that--
Enough!
You're a good spy, Meyers, but your skills as a toady
are sadly lacking.
Would you say the relationship
you originally witnessed between Agent Meyers
and Prime Minister Laurier had been eroded?
I suppose.
And what happened to Agent Meyers
at the conclusion of this case?
What?
What is it?
He's inside the rocket.
What?
What the devil is he doing?
Uh oh.
Hey! Hey!
No. He couldn't have!
No! For the love of god!
Help me!
Meyers! Meyers!
No!
Where was the rocket headed?
It was a low orbit experimental flight.
Destined for Borneo.
We thought he was a goner for sure.
But you did encounter him again?
Yes. One year later.
We were searching for a Mr X.
He had changed.
The great rocket shook as I blasted through
the atmosphere.
The azure globe shimmered beneath me,
vast oceans roiling, entire continents within my view.
I had flown higher than any living thing ever had.
It was the greatest adventure ever known to man.
And then, nothing,
blackness.
Not only had I touched the face of God, I became God.
God?
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