Murdoch Mysteries2008

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
What can I do for you?

Tom Thomson:
I'm sorry to disturb you, but... I was hoping you might sell me your painting from the exhibition.

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Sell it to you!

Tom Thomson:
If you would. I-I'd like to try my hand at the canvas. No-not to paint pale imitations of the natural world, but rather, to paint its essences a-as you do. I'd, I'd be prepared to pay.

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Oh. Oh, well, I'm flattered, but, uh, it's not for sale. I'm thinking of re-entering it in the next exhibition.

Tom Thomson:
I'm sorry to hear that.

[he turns to leave]

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Hold your horses, hold your horses. The prize money was ten dollars; it's yours for fifteen.

Tom Thomson:
Fifteen?

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Take it or leave it.

Tom Thomson:
All right. Fifteen.

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Wise choices, Mister...?

Tom Thomson:
Thomson. Tom Thomson,

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Ah, well, Mr. Thomson, I hope I can provide some inspiration.

Tom Thomson:
Good day.

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Good day to you too.

[Thomson leaves]

Inspector Thomas Brackenreid:
Bloody fool.