A Pirate's Life For Me/Transcript

Annabel: So let me get this straight Luke, you're saying an actual pirate captain is here to talk to us?

Luke: Yes Chief, he said so himself. He's outside the station now waiting to talk to   right now.

Josiah: Well, that's a bit of a shocker.

Josiah: I'd help, but I promised my girlfriend I'd take her out when I was done with my shift. And its getting pretty close to my end here.

Annabel: But Isabel is busy talking things over with her family, who can I have help   if both you and Isabel are busy?

Sonia: Actually Chief, if you don't mind, I'm a bit curious about all this pirate business.

Sonia: So if its okay, maybe I could help  out with this one?

Annabel: Well, I don't see any problem with that. Okay, take Daisy with you, the more help, the better.

Luke: Good luck guys, Zoya and I will be on standby in case anything comes up.

Outside the station...

Mark: Well, glad to see I wasn't kept waiting long.

Mark: I know you guys have your hands full, but I kinda need some help with a little something.

Sonia: Well, uh, why don't we start with introductions? Name sir?

Mark: Mark Swallow, Captain Mark Swallow. I'd prefer you not leave out the captain part.

Daisy: Wow, you look like a pirate out of the 17th century!

Mark: Oh this? Its just something I found and threw together, ladies seem to like it, but that's beside that point.

Mark: Anyway, I'm here to tell you guys I found a member of my crew on the ship, dead.

Daisy: Dead? Was it murder?

Mark: I think so, I just needed someone to check, and last I heard you guys were experts on this so I thought to come to you.

Sonia: Well, if it is murder, we'll be happy to take a look. Mind showing us the crime scene?

Mark: Sure sure, its on my ship, The Privateer. Its just by the docks, don't fall behind now.

Chapter 1
Investigate The Privateer

Sonia: Well, that's a murder if I ever saw one.

Daisy: That poor man, he was shot through the chest. He seems to missing a glove from his hand too.

Sonia: You wouldn't happen to know this man Mr. Swallow?

Mark: Its Captain Swallow love, and yes I do. The poor lad was named Tristan Cannon, I had him as a gunner on my ship.

Sonia: Well we'll need you to step aside so we can talk to you about him in more detail.

Mark: Fine by me, but try and make this quick love, my crew and I were looking for a treasure and this is gonna cut into that.

Daisy: We'll take as much time as necessary, but rest assured when we're done, we'll release the crime scene.

Sonia: I don't like the sound of this Mark Swallow, but hopefully we can find who killed this man and maybe we can look into these guys more.

Daisy: Sounds good, looks like  already has a few leads!

Sonia: Well, that captain did say our victim was a gunner, and this cannonball does have blood on it.

Daisy: I'll help   get a sample. And while we're doing that, you can check out this journal, maybe it has something on our victim.

Sonia: Perhaps, I'll have a look and see what this is about. Best we get going, I don't think we want to keep these pirates waiting.

Autopsy the Victim's Body

Examine Cannonball

Sonia: Nice work, let's send this blood to Victor and hopefully he can find something on it.

Analyze Blood

Examine Journal

Daisy: Looks like this is our victim's, he signed most of these pages.

Sonia: Let's check the latest entry, "Enjoying life out on the sea, sister is worried about me but I assured her I would be fine."

Daisy: Our victim has a sister?

Sonia: Looks like it, best we go see Miss Cannon and inform her of her brother's murder.

Inform Phoebe Cannon of her brother's murder

Phoebe: Hello officers, I was told you needed to talk with me?

Daisy: Um, yes. We came to inform you about your brother Tristan, he was murdered.

Phoebe: Tristan? He's been killed!?

Phoebe: Oooh, I knew I should've convinced him to come home, but he would never listen.

Sonia: So you knew he was a pirate?

Phoebe: Yes unfortunately. He said he wanted to have that thrill of adventure, but I told him being a pirate would cost him his life if he wasn't careful.

Phoebe: I hoped he would still be alive, but now he's gone. Why didn't I just drag him back here, maybe then he wouldn't have died!

Talk to Captain Mark Swallow about the victim

Daisy: So, Captain Swallow...

Mark: Thank you, its not hard for people to say that, but they still don't. Its not that hard, right?

Sonia: I can't say, so, what can you tell us about Tristan Cannon?

Mark: I won't lie, I don't really get many people wanting to join my crew, they think we're all killers and what not.

Mark: But truth be told, not ALL of us are killers, I certainly know I'm not.

Sonia: Right...

Mark: So anyways, Tristan, he said he always wanted to explore the world, and see it in its majesty, at least that's what he told me.

Mark: And he was decent enough to have around, made him a gunner, just felt right.

Daisy: Did he have trouble getting along with anyone?

Mark: Luckily no, but I wouldn't really say. I did hear some ruckus coming from the galley below deck, did hear someone got mad at him.

Mark: But I was busy in my quarters at the time, so I can't say who it was.

Sonia: Well, let's have a look at that galley and see it for ourselves then.

Mark: Go right ahead, if you need me I'll be in my quarters, and don't touch the rum.

Investigate Galley

Sonia: Well, this looks surprisingly well kept for what's essentially a dining hall on a pirate's ship.

Daisy: But I think this might be out of place.

Sonia: Isn't that a brass knuckle? Guess someone forgot to clean up after themselves, best we recover that faded writing and see what's on there.

Daisy: Okay, and if you want to look through that pile of dishes  , go right ahead!

Examine Dishes

Sonia: Someone left a glove in these dishes. I'll take back what I said about this place being well-kept.

Daisy: Hey, isn't this glove like the one the victim was wearing. Maybe the killer took it and brought it here.

Sonia: Its possible, if this place has a galley, then they're sure to have a cook too. Let's go see if the chef's around here.

Ask the cook why the victim's glove was in the kitchen

Curtis: Hey, what are you doing in my kitchen!? Get out!

Sonia: Excuse me sir, we're with the Warrenville PD, at the request of your captain we're trying to investigate a murder, so please don't be difficult.

Curtis: Someone was killed? Who was it, and why did I miss it?

Daisy: It was someone named Tristan Cannon, did you know him?

Curtis: Ha! I knew that boy was gonna get himself killed one day!

Daisy: That doesn't sound nice.

Curtis: Let me tell you little lady, you don't get anywhere by being nice. And that boy was only going backwards with his antics.

Curtis: Lazy isn't good enough a word to describe that boy, he lazed around all day and barely cleaned up for himself.

Sonia: So how do you explain his glove in your kitchen, the one taken from his body?

Curtis: The boy had more than one pair, that one he just left behind from last night, when he was fighting with someone.

Curtis: But I don't know who he fought with, and I don't know who killed him. So if you're done, get out of my kitchen!

Examine Brass Knuckle

Daisy: We got something, the name reads Octavio Davenport.

Sonia: If he left this behind, he must know about the fight the captain told us about.

Sonia: Let's see if he's on here still and if he can tell us about it.

Talk to Octavio about the fight in the galley

Octavio: So, you're the ones the captain went and got eh?

Sonia: Wow, you're very tall, and quite... big.

Daisy: Um, did you leave this behind last night?

Octavio: Ah, there's me duster, glad you found it. Lost it after teaching that boy a lesson.

Sonia: Boy? You mean Tristan Cannon?

Octavio: Aye, he kept bragging about being the most adventurous, so I gave him a wallop and let him sleep for a while.

Sonia: Well he's also dead Mr. Davenport, murdered in fact.

Octavio: Trust me lassie, I wouldn't sully me hands with blood, especially a little man like him. If you want yer guy, keep looking elsewhere.