0:00:02 > 0:00:04This programme contains scenes which some viewers may find upsetting
0:00:04 > 0:00:08Your cleanliness is your responsibility, but I expect it taken serious. I shall advise on
0:00:08 > 0:00:13girdle, corsage, garter and bustle, advice by which you will abide if you wish to thrive. Now the house
0:00:13 > 0:00:17takes 60% of all earnings. It is a good sight less than most, girl.
0:00:17 > 0:00:20In return, you shall find yourself free from harassment of any kind.
0:00:20 > 0:00:22If you have a complaint to make, I will take your side,
0:00:22 > 0:00:25no matter the grounds nor the Thomas in question.
0:00:25 > 0:00:28In short, you will find yourself fed, safe and solvent.
0:00:28 > 0:00:31Think on it. Return once you have.
0:00:31 > 0:00:32Yes, ma'am.
0:00:33 > 0:00:35Lucy!
0:00:37 > 0:00:39Oh, Lucy!
0:00:40 > 0:00:43Oh, darling.
0:00:43 > 0:00:46I'll sweep and scrub the floors, change the girls' linen,
0:00:46 > 0:00:48cook for them, do whatever you ask of me.
0:00:48 > 0:00:51Ah, Lucy. You, a char? You would make step-sisters of my girls
0:00:51 > 0:00:54and I would have mutiny in a week.
0:00:54 > 0:00:56Now, tell me. Where have you been these last years?
0:00:56 > 0:00:58Did one of our gentlemen make you his own?
0:01:01 > 0:01:04- Lucy?- Please, Miss Susan.
0:01:04 > 0:01:06Will you not let me work?
0:01:07 > 0:01:08You know I cannot.
0:01:11 > 0:01:13Then I know not what will become of me.
0:01:15 > 0:01:17Lucy, look at you.
0:01:17 > 0:01:20The truth of this world is that men have designed it
0:01:20 > 0:01:22for their own purpose and pleasure.
0:01:22 > 0:01:26And you, my darling, there is not one primitive desire
0:01:26 > 0:01:29in their child-like minds that you do not fulfil.
0:01:29 > 0:01:31Which is my curse, miss....
0:01:31 > 0:01:34one from which all the world profit...
0:01:34 > 0:01:36save myself...
0:01:36 > 0:01:38and one, it seems, I cannot now escape.
0:02:15 > 0:02:16Christ on a pony.
0:02:21 > 0:02:22Um...
0:02:24 > 0:02:27Dead. Murdered.
0:02:27 > 0:02:28Who is, lady?
0:02:31 > 0:02:33It's all right. It's all right.
0:03:05 > 0:03:11Two shillings is all. You spend less on butter, more perhaps on ale.
0:03:11 > 0:03:14But a drop or three will raise you up when you need raising
0:03:14 > 0:03:16and it's going to bring you peace after.
0:03:16 > 0:03:17Help! Help me, somebody.
0:03:17 > 0:03:20Hell's bells! Fetch the inspector!
0:03:20 > 0:03:23Come sit down here, Miss. What you been up to?
0:03:23 > 0:03:27- Lucy?- What is this? Who is she?
0:03:27 > 0:03:29Her name's Lucy. Lucy Eames.
0:03:29 > 0:03:33- Known to you how?- How do you think? She was one of Susan's.
0:03:33 > 0:03:36- Lucy.- Blood's not hers, thank God. - Then whose?
0:03:36 > 0:03:39Sir, she spoke of murder.
0:03:39 > 0:03:41- Two murders.- Where, girl?
0:03:41 > 0:03:43Dog's Neck.
0:03:43 > 0:03:45Dog's Neck.
0:03:45 > 0:03:49- It's what they call the rookery off the back of Cable. - St George's Cross?- That's right, sir.
0:03:49 > 0:03:52That slum's due to meet the wrecking crew today.
0:03:52 > 0:03:56- Can we get a blanket? Give me a blanket.- Miss, come here. Come here.
0:04:07 > 0:04:11Miss, you see this whiskered gentleman here?
0:04:11 > 0:04:15His name is Mr Artherton. You have need of anything, you ask him.
0:04:22 > 0:04:24She may deserve them. She may not.
0:04:24 > 0:04:26- Best not take chances.- Quite so.
0:04:26 > 0:04:28Sergeant, that girl's no stranger to restraints.
0:04:28 > 0:04:31Get the telegraph singing. See if any of our brethren had any cause
0:04:31 > 0:04:33to lock up a Lucy Eames.
0:04:35 > 0:04:38- Tart, I believe.- Yes, sir.
0:04:39 > 0:04:42She's one of Miss Hart's girls, you say?
0:04:42 > 0:04:44- Was.- When?- Two years ago maybe.
0:04:44 > 0:04:48Susan found her lifting her drawers for the hauliers on Limehouse Cut,
0:04:48 > 0:04:52took her in, fed her, waited till she was 16, let her loose.
0:04:54 > 0:04:56She was something, Reid.
0:04:56 > 0:04:59- Men stood in line half-way to Hoxton.- Lucky girl.
0:04:59 > 0:05:01So why did they stop queuing?
0:05:07 > 0:05:10Get these people out of here. Come on. Move along.
0:05:11 > 0:05:14It's all coming down today whether you're out or not.
0:05:14 > 0:05:16Order of S&C Railways.
0:05:18 > 0:05:21Police coming through. Stand aside, gentlemen.
0:05:21 > 0:05:24Excuse me, madam. Stand aside.
0:05:25 > 0:05:28BABY CRIES Move! Out!
0:05:28 > 0:05:30You, out!
0:05:40 > 0:05:43He's gone. Though not long since.
0:05:43 > 0:05:47- Still warm.- You. You stand there and watch this man bleed out?
0:05:47 > 0:05:49That man...I did.
0:05:51 > 0:05:53- Who is he?- Name's Roach.
0:05:53 > 0:05:55Collected rents hereabout.
0:05:58 > 0:06:01What use was he on the day this building comes down?
0:06:01 > 0:06:05Whatever it was, they raised hell about it.
0:06:05 > 0:06:08She calling him a devil, he swearing to end her
0:06:08 > 0:06:11- if she didn't pipe herself down. - The woman?
0:06:11 > 0:06:14Yeah, Maggie Eames. This is her place.
0:06:14 > 0:06:16And those her children that wail out there?
0:06:16 > 0:06:18Them and their whore of a sister.
0:06:18 > 0:06:22- Sergeant, get them out of here. Have a man take them to their sister at Leman Street.- Yes, sir.
0:06:24 > 0:06:26You have the tart?
0:06:26 > 0:06:29- You saw her?- She was seen...
0:06:29 > 0:06:32walking out of here like she'd washed herself in his blood.
0:06:32 > 0:06:34You take note of any other?
0:06:34 > 0:06:38On this day?! Amongst this exodus?
0:06:38 > 0:06:42Satan himself could have sauntered through and no man remark on it.
0:06:42 > 0:06:45- Your name?- Denton.
0:06:45 > 0:06:48Wait outside. Sergeant, shut the door.
0:06:48 > 0:06:51- Constable, keep hold of this man. - Yes, sir.
0:06:58 > 0:07:01So, she smashes the bottle into his head.
0:07:01 > 0:07:03She stabs his throat with it.
0:07:03 > 0:07:05He staggers, he shoots...
0:07:05 > 0:07:07- No.- What?
0:07:07 > 0:07:12This wound, the skin, subcutaneous fat...
0:07:12 > 0:07:15See how clean it's penetrated? She stabbed him with that bottle,
0:07:15 > 0:07:19the work would be jagged and the flesh scragged. This is a lancing.
0:07:19 > 0:07:22Just one precise thrust.
0:07:22 > 0:07:24Miss Eames, then.
0:07:24 > 0:07:26She had no blade on her when she arrived.
0:07:26 > 0:07:29- She could've ditched it.- Certainly.
0:07:30 > 0:07:31But...
0:07:31 > 0:07:35But she would have struggled to reach him from where she stood.
0:07:35 > 0:07:38Lucy stood...
0:07:39 > 0:07:41..here.
0:07:41 > 0:07:44See the arc of arterial blood?
0:07:44 > 0:07:47The heart's beat projects it from his severed artery,
0:07:47 > 0:07:50strikes this wall, this wall, this window...
0:07:50 > 0:07:52Then hits the girl, leaving that gap.
0:07:52 > 0:07:54Give the man a cigar.
0:07:56 > 0:07:59He was cut from behind by someone else.
0:07:59 > 0:08:03- Go on.- She hits him with the gin bottle, blam. He shoots.
0:08:03 > 0:08:08Gets stabbed from behind. He turns. He falls with the stripe of blood.
0:08:08 > 0:08:11towards Lucy. But he shoots and misses. See that?
0:08:11 > 0:08:15Missing because he's turning, aiming for another. Blam.
0:08:16 > 0:08:18Blam.
0:08:18 > 0:08:20Blam.
0:08:20 > 0:08:23- Blam.- Towards whoever cut him.
0:08:23 > 0:08:25Where's the last? The sixth?
0:08:28 > 0:08:30- Lower than the others, sir.- It is.
0:08:32 > 0:08:34It is, but...was it diverted?
0:08:34 > 0:08:36By what?
0:08:37 > 0:08:39You see this, Captain?
0:08:39 > 0:08:41We have six bullets. We have one in her head.
0:08:41 > 0:08:44Four passing directly into the wall in a correlating tangent.
0:08:44 > 0:08:48And the last, the sixth, perhaps diverted through this window.
0:08:51 > 0:08:52Then that's the slug we need.
0:09:00 > 0:09:01Got ya.
0:09:05 > 0:09:09It did pass through a body on its way out. It's blooded.
0:09:12 > 0:09:14Then...
0:09:14 > 0:09:16a fourth stood...
0:09:18 > 0:09:21..here. In their hand, the knife that killed this man
0:09:21 > 0:09:25and with him the answer as to why he blew this woman's brains out of her before he died.
0:09:25 > 0:09:28These bodies, mark where they lay and they are for your dead room.
0:09:28 > 0:09:31Sergeant, keep this room sealed. There will be truth in it,
0:09:31 > 0:09:34but we must work it inch by every inch to find it.
0:09:39 > 0:09:40You're police?
0:09:40 > 0:09:43My name is Stanley Bone of the LCC.
0:09:45 > 0:09:47Mine Reid. H Division.
0:09:47 > 0:09:51What does it brings a board member of our new county council out to a slum clearance?
0:09:51 > 0:09:55Do you offer your home to those here rendered without?
0:09:55 > 0:09:58Mr Reid, I am advocate for the railway company
0:09:58 > 0:10:00that makes this incursion.
0:10:00 > 0:10:02Whatever has called you here takes place on its land.
0:10:02 > 0:10:04It is murder that calls me here.
0:10:04 > 0:10:07Murder? Of who?
0:10:07 > 0:10:09Of a rent collector and tenant.
0:10:10 > 0:10:12I am sorry, Inspector.
0:10:12 > 0:10:16But whilst I pray for the poor departed,
0:10:16 > 0:10:17that building comes down today.
0:10:17 > 0:10:21No longer. It stays upright until I know what took place there.
0:10:21 > 0:10:23And these workmen will stand idle on full wage
0:10:23 > 0:10:26while you discern the details of a rent dispute?
0:10:26 > 0:10:29Whatever it is that's discerned here, yes, they will.
0:10:31 > 0:10:33Or are you not also advocate of the police?
0:10:33 > 0:10:35Yes, of course.
0:10:35 > 0:10:37You must do your duty, Inspector.
0:10:42 > 0:10:47How now, Inspector? Come to see the march of progress, have we?
0:10:47 > 0:10:50Those who now must find their shelter where they can?
0:10:50 > 0:10:53- That your story, is it? - Oh, I am a man of compassion.
0:10:53 > 0:10:58The benighted souls who must make their lives in such places
0:10:58 > 0:11:00or meet their deaths there.
0:11:02 > 0:11:04Just a name or two, Inspector, eh?
0:11:04 > 0:11:07Someone here shall tell me eventually. Why should it not be you?
0:11:07 > 0:11:11Because I would make your life harder than it need be, Mr Best.
0:11:11 > 0:11:12Not the reverse.
0:11:25 > 0:11:28It'll be all right, Lucy. It'll be all right.
0:11:28 > 0:11:31Artherton, a Maria for St George's Cross.
0:11:31 > 0:11:34Have Captain Jackson return with all...speed.
0:11:34 > 0:11:37There, there. Come on. Shush.
0:11:38 > 0:11:40What's brought you here?
0:11:40 > 0:11:44Erm, our Lucy, Inspector.
0:11:44 > 0:11:47- Miss Susan sent me to check on her. - And how do you find her?
0:11:49 > 0:11:55As you see her, Mr Reid. Just...silent in her distress.
0:11:55 > 0:11:58- Get home, girl.- Yes, sir.
0:12:01 > 0:12:04She seemed calmed by the girl's presence, sir.
0:12:04 > 0:12:08- I thought it conducive. Never mind that, Artherton.- Have you traced her?- Not myself, sir. The lad.
0:12:09 > 0:12:11Well, Hobbs?
0:12:12 > 0:12:15Well, it's only that the girl seems sad, to me, sir.
0:12:15 > 0:12:20- Not bad.- No.- And like you said, she's worn irons before now,
0:12:20 > 0:12:23- so I did a round of the asylums. - And you found knowledge of her?
0:12:23 > 0:12:25Yes, sir. The Lark House at Bethnal Green.
0:12:25 > 0:12:28- And do they send someone? - A Dr Crabbe comes.
0:12:28 > 0:12:31- Karl Crabbe himself?- Sir.
0:12:31 > 0:12:33He's made a progress with hysterics
0:12:33 > 0:12:35that no other doctor of the mind has yet.
0:12:37 > 0:12:39Good work, Hobbs. You did right.
0:12:39 > 0:12:42Choose two men, take a Maria to Sergeant Drake. He'll have instructions for you.
0:12:42 > 0:12:44- Yes, sir.- Give me the keys to those cuffs.
0:12:49 > 0:12:50Sit.
0:13:01 > 0:13:06No. No, child. That is not what is...required of you here.
0:13:07 > 0:13:09Are you wounded in any way?
0:13:25 > 0:13:26Sit.
0:13:26 > 0:13:30All I want from you is to talk.
0:13:30 > 0:13:31Whatever pleases you, sir.
0:13:34 > 0:13:36Drink this.
0:13:41 > 0:13:44Can you remember what it was brought you here?
0:13:44 > 0:13:47What happened at the Dog's Neck?
0:13:47 > 0:13:49My mama killed, sir.
0:13:49 > 0:13:50Not just your mother.
0:13:51 > 0:13:53A man, too.
0:13:53 > 0:13:55Yes. Do you know him?
0:13:57 > 0:13:58What did you see?
0:14:01 > 0:14:04Forgive me, Miss Eames. His blood was shed all upon you.
0:14:06 > 0:14:08May I go now, sir?
0:14:12 > 0:14:15Where is it that you think you are, Lucy?
0:14:21 > 0:14:22I forget.
0:14:27 > 0:14:30Your mama, this man...
0:14:31 > 0:14:34Help me help you and think.
0:14:34 > 0:14:35What did you see?
0:14:37 > 0:14:38Just my darkness.
0:14:40 > 0:14:43When I woke up, they were there laid before me.
0:14:43 > 0:14:47- And not another soul?- No-one. - You are sure?
0:14:50 > 0:14:52There's nothing that I'm sure of in this world, sir.
0:14:54 > 0:14:58Lucy, you are aware that you are with child, are you not?
0:15:08 > 0:15:09BABY CRIES
0:15:11 > 0:15:13Dr Crabbe.
0:15:15 > 0:15:17Lucy!
0:15:20 > 0:15:22Mr Reid.
0:15:22 > 0:15:23Sir.
0:15:23 > 0:15:25I heard you speak last month. At Lincoln's Inn.
0:15:25 > 0:15:29At the college! A man I know told me I droned that day.
0:15:29 > 0:15:30He cannot have been listening.
0:15:30 > 0:15:34And now you have found and cared for our Lucy.
0:15:34 > 0:15:36Dr Crabbe, you should know,
0:15:36 > 0:15:38Miss Eames' mother is killed this day.
0:15:41 > 0:15:43Oh, my poor dear girl.
0:15:43 > 0:15:46And another man, too, the name of Roach. Do you know him, sir?
0:15:46 > 0:15:48No, I do not. Was Lucy present?
0:15:48 > 0:15:50She was.
0:15:50 > 0:15:51But remembers not a thing?
0:15:53 > 0:15:55Get both these bodies to my dead room!
0:15:55 > 0:15:58The man who drops them will be assisting me at autopsy.
0:16:00 > 0:16:01No! Wait! Wait!
0:16:01 > 0:16:02SHE SCREAMS
0:16:02 > 0:16:05Take them away now! Hurry! Hurry!
0:16:22 > 0:16:23Reid, I... I'm sorry.
0:16:27 > 0:16:29She is epileptic?
0:16:29 > 0:16:33She is ailed by that, yes. Other conditions, also.
0:16:33 > 0:16:36Inspector, I know you must question her further
0:16:36 > 0:16:39but I would lodge her in my care until you next have need of her.
0:16:41 > 0:16:43Artherton, prepare the papers.
0:16:43 > 0:16:44Davis, can we lift her?
0:16:44 > 0:16:46Thank you.
0:16:46 > 0:16:50There Lucy. All is well, all is well.
0:16:56 > 0:16:58Dr Crabbe, one last question before you go.
0:16:58 > 0:17:00For how long has Miss Eames been a patient of yours?
0:17:00 > 0:17:02A little over two years now,
0:17:02 > 0:17:05but she is not permanently resident with me.
0:17:05 > 0:17:06You keep no watch over her?
0:17:06 > 0:17:10Inspector, to find her health, it is of considerable importance
0:17:10 > 0:17:14that Lucy's life feel as commonplace as yours or mine.
0:17:14 > 0:17:17That cannot be the case if she feel we assess her every move.
0:17:17 > 0:17:20When she is ill, she comes to me.
0:17:20 > 0:17:23When well, she lives as she pleases.
0:17:24 > 0:17:25TODDLER GABBLES
0:17:28 > 0:17:29Excuse me.
0:17:35 > 0:17:37Sir. These nippers?
0:17:37 > 0:17:39I have an idea where they may rest
0:17:39 > 0:17:41until we know better what will become of them.
0:17:55 > 0:17:59Miss Goren? Miss Goren, I am sorry. I come to impose on you once more.
0:17:59 > 0:18:02Oh! We are friends now, Inspector.
0:18:02 > 0:18:05You must never apologise for your visit.
0:18:05 > 0:18:06This is Betsy.
0:18:06 > 0:18:07Hello, Betsy!
0:18:09 > 0:18:11Girls, say hello to Betsy.
0:18:13 > 0:18:15What is this poor child's story?
0:18:15 > 0:18:18Er, her mother is dead and her sister...
0:18:18 > 0:18:20Her sister is of no use to her for now.
0:18:20 > 0:18:22No father or uncle?
0:18:22 > 0:18:24It's men that are the ruin of this family, Miss Goren.
0:18:24 > 0:18:27Oh, this family and many like them, Inspector.
0:18:28 > 0:18:30You disagree?
0:18:30 > 0:18:33No, no. No, merely, my wife would say the same.
0:18:36 > 0:18:40Mrs Reid must be a woman of great sense and clarity.
0:18:40 > 0:18:42She is that, yes.
0:18:42 > 0:18:43Then I would like to meet her.
0:18:48 > 0:18:50My many thanks again, Miss Goren.
0:18:52 > 0:18:55If I have news, you'll be the first to know.
0:19:13 > 0:19:15You remember, Lucy? Your room?
0:19:15 > 0:19:18Just as it ever was.
0:19:43 > 0:19:46'Strange, were like she weren't even there.
0:19:46 > 0:19:47'Barely even recognised me.'
0:19:49 > 0:19:53Anyways, I don't know why you're getting yourself in such a palaver about her.
0:19:53 > 0:19:57Think she gave two tosses for you when she swanned off like Ellen Terry herself?
0:19:57 > 0:19:59She was worth ten of you, girl.
0:20:01 > 0:20:04Oh, Rose, come here, come here. I'm so sorry.
0:20:05 > 0:20:07(I fear for her. And I blame myself.)
0:20:18 > 0:20:19Get Reid, Sergeant.
0:20:19 > 0:20:22Yes, Commissioner Munro.
0:20:22 > 0:20:24Two issues, Reid.
0:20:25 > 0:20:28One, whoever did this. From behind.
0:20:28 > 0:20:31They had to push upwards from underneath to do so.
0:20:31 > 0:20:34So I reckon they would be shorter. The blade's about four inches.
0:20:34 > 0:20:38A good point, a switch-blade most likely. A well-made one.
0:20:38 > 0:20:40The second issue?
0:20:40 > 0:20:42This woman.
0:20:43 > 0:20:45There are fibroids in her womb.
0:20:45 > 0:20:47Explain.
0:20:47 > 0:20:51It's like cankers. Over time they deform the uterus.
0:20:51 > 0:20:53The children?
0:20:53 > 0:20:56She ain't been confined for over ten years.
0:20:56 > 0:20:58So what then? Are they Lucy's?
0:20:58 > 0:20:59KNOCKING AT DOOR
0:20:59 > 0:21:01Commissioner Munro calls for you, Sir.
0:21:01 > 0:21:04You're to go with him to the Dog's Neck railway excavation.
0:21:17 > 0:21:19They are but a few weeks old,
0:21:19 > 0:21:22but these places already have the chill of eternity.
0:21:23 > 0:21:25Why bring me here, Sir?
0:21:25 > 0:21:29Just hear the man out, Reid. His concern should be ours, also.
0:21:35 > 0:21:36Inspector. Inspector, please!
0:21:39 > 0:21:42Thank you for responding so speedily to my invitation.
0:21:42 > 0:21:44Yourself in particular, Inspector.
0:21:44 > 0:21:47Get to it, Bone, I have two murders above us need investigation.
0:21:47 > 0:21:50And I will have you returned to them in short order, Mr Reid.
0:21:50 > 0:21:52As soon as you've seen just what is built here.
0:21:52 > 0:21:55Track is laid. For a railway. It is nothing new.
0:21:55 > 0:21:58Perhaps not new. But newly efficient.
0:21:58 > 0:22:01Every man - a yard back from the line!
0:22:07 > 0:22:10MACHINES WHIR
0:22:18 > 0:22:23500 volts run beneath the rivers of the junction at Liverpool Street,
0:22:23 > 0:22:27split there to travel east, west and onwards, Mr Reid.
0:22:27 > 0:22:32Onwards, for ever. Down the next century and the one that follows -
0:22:32 > 0:22:33an organism of transport.
0:22:33 > 0:22:35Every borough connected, one to the other.
0:22:35 > 0:22:38The poor, sir - not simply the rich - will travel,
0:22:38 > 0:22:42for the cost of half a pot of jam, from one end of our city to another.
0:22:42 > 0:22:44Their everyday horizon extended,
0:22:44 > 0:22:46their aspirations improved accordingly.
0:22:46 > 0:22:50Mr Bone, I have never contested the value of this machinery to people's lives.
0:22:50 > 0:22:51Then assist it.
0:22:51 > 0:22:55Inspector, the investment structure we have constructed for this
0:22:55 > 0:22:58venture, it is as reticulated as the network we would build.
0:22:58 > 0:23:01Each section of line has a completion guarantee.
0:23:01 > 0:23:04That guarantee fulfilled, the next tranche of capital is released.
0:23:04 > 0:23:06Should the demolition crew above ground stand idle
0:23:06 > 0:23:11for many hours more, we risk the collapse of the entire venture.
0:23:11 > 0:23:13I beg you, sir. I beg you.
0:23:15 > 0:23:16Let them proceed.
0:23:19 > 0:23:21Good day to you, fine sirs.
0:23:21 > 0:23:22Who is this gentleman?
0:23:22 > 0:23:25His name is Best. He writes for The Star.
0:23:25 > 0:23:27You know me not, Councillor. But I come to know you, Sir.
0:23:27 > 0:23:29This is private land.
0:23:29 > 0:23:32Remove yourself or Inspector Reid shall do so with his boot.
0:23:32 > 0:23:35And this here is common land from which I shall ask Mr Bone my questions,
0:23:35 > 0:23:38of how he feels, four months into its life,
0:23:38 > 0:23:40our new county council proceeds.
0:23:40 > 0:23:44If its civic enlightenments are not compromised by the...
0:23:44 > 0:23:48commercial instincts of its councillors.
0:23:48 > 0:23:51I shall not stand here and listen to these insinuations.
0:23:51 > 0:23:53Everything we do, we do for the good of this city
0:23:53 > 0:23:55and the benefit of those who build their lives within it.
0:23:55 > 0:23:58Commissioner, Inspector.
0:23:58 > 0:24:01I'm sure they appreciate your dedication, sir.
0:24:01 > 0:24:04Yes, the sacrifices you have made to your own life.
0:24:04 > 0:24:08Your wife, watching the sea roll in all alone down in Hove.
0:24:08 > 0:24:10No children to comfort you.
0:24:10 > 0:24:14The pleasures of a home life foregone in pursuit of others' happiness.
0:24:14 > 0:24:16It must ail you, Sir.
0:24:16 > 0:24:19It must play on those finely-tuned nerves of yours.
0:24:20 > 0:24:23Or do you find other ways of easing that pain..?
0:24:23 > 0:24:26Best! Enough. Get gone.
0:24:26 > 0:24:28Whatever you say, Inspector.
0:24:28 > 0:24:30But do not think me gone long.
0:24:35 > 0:24:40For myself, Mr Bone's vision of a liberal city commune is of little bearing.
0:24:40 > 0:24:41No, sir.
0:24:41 > 0:24:43What is of greater importance to me is this -
0:24:43 > 0:24:46that each occasion a slum is raised to the ground,
0:24:46 > 0:24:50it is replaced by the type of brick and clean steel on which
0:24:50 > 0:24:54the bacteria of the criminal classes can no longer fester.
0:24:54 > 0:24:57The greater the number of homeless we send to the wider world,
0:24:57 > 0:25:00the faster our measure of crime falls.
0:25:00 > 0:25:02You have my meaning, inspector.
0:25:02 > 0:25:05Whatever it is your men do in that rookery, it stops by end of day
0:25:05 > 0:25:08or they will find themselves amidst the rubble.
0:25:10 > 0:25:11'There will be sign.'
0:25:11 > 0:25:14This person might have vanished as if a ghost,
0:25:14 > 0:25:16but a ghost they are not.
0:25:16 > 0:25:19Wherever they have passed, the space through which they have done so must bear witness.
0:25:19 > 0:25:23We three - we take one more pass of this place together.
0:25:30 > 0:25:32On your knees, then.
0:25:41 > 0:25:42Oh.
0:25:42 > 0:25:44What, Hobbs? What is it?
0:25:48 > 0:25:50It's gin, Sir.
0:25:56 > 0:25:59Sir? Look at this, blonde hair.
0:25:59 > 0:26:01The mother's, most likely.
0:26:18 > 0:26:20What's that?
0:26:20 > 0:26:21It's a herb.
0:26:21 > 0:26:24Dropped. Brushed aside.
0:26:24 > 0:26:26One that I have smelled before.
0:26:29 > 0:26:32Hobbs. It's time we knew more about our dead Mr Roach.
0:26:32 > 0:26:35Get to Companies House. Find out what you can about his work,
0:26:35 > 0:26:37- whether he collected on his own behalf or for others.- Sir.
0:26:37 > 0:26:39Sergeant - you're with me.
0:26:39 > 0:26:41I have a notion of what may have passed here.
0:26:43 > 0:26:45That's for upstairs, cheeky.
0:26:46 > 0:26:48Sergeant Drake!
0:26:52 > 0:26:54Get your skinny prick out of here!
0:26:55 > 0:26:56Fetch Miss Susan!
0:26:58 > 0:27:00Will you arrest me, Sir?
0:27:00 > 0:27:01No, girl.
0:27:06 > 0:27:09I hope he's not left you out of pocket.
0:27:09 > 0:27:10GIGGLES
0:27:10 > 0:27:13Mr Drake, you do say the funniest things.
0:27:13 > 0:27:15Your mistress. Where is she?
0:27:15 > 0:27:17This had best be a raid.
0:27:17 > 0:27:20If you've come simply to say your good-evenings, I shall be seeking compensation.
0:27:20 > 0:27:23No good-evenings. This is not a raid, either.
0:27:23 > 0:27:25I seek an interview, Madam.
0:27:25 > 0:27:28This way. But leave your sergeant down there.
0:27:28 > 0:27:31He may moon at my girl gratis.
0:27:33 > 0:27:34I'll be outside sir.
0:27:48 > 0:27:50Your accomplice's very own suite.
0:27:57 > 0:28:00Will you indulge me, Miss Hart?
0:28:00 > 0:28:03Allow me to weary you with some details of my day?
0:28:03 > 0:28:05You? Weary me, Inspector?
0:28:07 > 0:28:09That girl you once ran.
0:28:09 > 0:28:11Lucy. A good girl.
0:28:12 > 0:28:15She left for what we hoped were better times.
0:28:15 > 0:28:16Better or no,
0:28:16 > 0:28:18she appears this morning at my station, striped in blood,
0:28:18 > 0:28:20keening after her dead mother.
0:28:20 > 0:28:22I've heard of it. And I mourn for her.
0:28:24 > 0:28:26Hmm. Yes.
0:28:27 > 0:28:29And the man, too, Roach.
0:28:30 > 0:28:34His carotid opened with a stab of a honed switch-blade?
0:28:34 > 0:28:37I prefer you spare me that imagery, Mr Reid.
0:28:37 > 0:28:39Your sensitivities affronted, are they?
0:28:41 > 0:28:44This plant on Captain Jackson's desk.
0:28:44 > 0:28:45What of it?
0:28:48 > 0:28:51Pennyroyal, is it not?
0:28:51 > 0:28:54What that man keeps in this room, I find I prefer not to inquire.
0:28:54 > 0:28:56Then perhaps I might educate you?
0:28:56 > 0:28:58I'd be honoured.
0:28:58 > 0:29:01Pennyroyal, when brewed strong as an infusion, may bring on miscarriage.
0:29:04 > 0:29:09I confess I am surprised a woman in your line of work, ignorant of this.
0:29:09 > 0:29:13What can I say, Mr Reid? We are cautious in this house.
0:29:14 > 0:29:18Miss Eames is, I would say, a little under three month pregnant.
0:29:18 > 0:29:20Then I mourn for her once more.
0:30:03 > 0:30:06As I say - cautious.
0:30:24 > 0:30:27You best attend to that, Susan.
0:30:27 > 0:30:29A bullet wound might soon go septic.
0:30:32 > 0:30:34Think of the names I can speak of!
0:30:34 > 0:30:37The many men of yours whose pleasure's been found in my house!
0:30:37 > 0:30:40- Those ranked higher than you...! - Will you get her locked down!
0:30:40 > 0:30:44You! And you! And you have all been guests in my house!
0:30:45 > 0:30:46With me, Jackson.
0:30:52 > 0:30:54No, Reid!
0:30:54 > 0:30:58I swear it, I have no clue as to what she's doing here.
0:31:00 > 0:31:02How skilled you are, Captain.
0:31:02 > 0:31:05Your claims to know nothing of what takes place beneath your own roof.
0:31:07 > 0:31:09I am dismayed at myself,
0:31:09 > 0:31:12that I would trust a man so transparently false.
0:31:14 > 0:31:19The two of you - you and Susan - the lies that you hide behind,
0:31:19 > 0:31:22lies that I have allowed to go untested.
0:31:22 > 0:31:28Allowed in the foolish instinct that some good might come from it!
0:31:28 > 0:31:32That you might be worth the faith that I have placed in you!
0:31:32 > 0:31:33I am, Reid.
0:31:33 > 0:31:36You are in a rage and I understand that rage, but I...
0:31:39 > 0:31:40No.
0:31:40 > 0:31:44You knew of her guilt and a man who holds secrets is a secretive man.
0:31:49 > 0:31:53And you have the right to pronounce on that, do you?
0:31:53 > 0:31:54That mess about your shoulder.
0:31:57 > 0:31:59All who have laid eyes on it, every man in this station
0:31:59 > 0:32:03too afraid to talk about it even amongst themselves.
0:32:03 > 0:32:05Does Drake enquire after it?
0:32:05 > 0:32:08Because I'd lay money on it that he doesn't.
0:32:08 > 0:32:10Well, that's loyalty for you, Reid.
0:32:12 > 0:32:15A dog unable to question the pain or motivation of the man
0:32:15 > 0:32:16that it tails about the place.
0:32:16 > 0:32:19Well, I shall ask you. I'd hear you speak of what befell your girl...
0:32:22 > 0:32:27You ever speak of her again, I shall not trouble myself with
0:32:27 > 0:32:31asking after the secrets of your life, Captain.
0:32:31 > 0:32:33I shall chain you in a cell underground
0:32:33 > 0:32:36and take billy club to you until they pour from you like water.
0:32:38 > 0:32:39Am I clear?
0:32:41 > 0:32:43Am I?
0:32:44 > 0:32:47My innocence in all this?
0:32:57 > 0:33:01There is a suspect down the way with a bullet wound,
0:33:01 > 0:33:04requiring disinfection and needlework.
0:33:09 > 0:33:11'You make no attempt to hide your guilt.'
0:33:11 > 0:33:14Why should I? I feel no shame for the act.
0:33:14 > 0:33:17The animal had killed the woman, was set to do the same to Lucy.
0:33:17 > 0:33:19I did only as you would have done, Inspector.
0:33:19 > 0:33:21I should take your word for that?
0:33:21 > 0:33:23Take what you will, Inspector. It is the truth.
0:33:23 > 0:33:25Careful, Quack!
0:33:25 > 0:33:28The truth, and the two of you?
0:33:28 > 0:33:31- Three unlikelier bedfellows a man would struggle to find.- Indeed.
0:33:31 > 0:33:34You ask your questions, Mr Reid.
0:33:34 > 0:33:37I will answer and then you may decide if I do so truthfully or no.
0:33:39 > 0:33:41What brought you to Dog's Neck?
0:33:41 > 0:33:42- Lucy.- She invited you?
0:33:42 > 0:33:43- I followed her there.- From?
0:33:43 > 0:33:44Tenter Street.
0:33:47 > 0:33:49Two years and not a word,
0:33:49 > 0:33:52not a solitary clue as to whether she lived or breathed.
0:33:52 > 0:33:56Then, dressed fine as a lady, she knocks on my door.
0:33:56 > 0:33:57What did she want?
0:33:57 > 0:33:59Her old room back.
0:33:59 > 0:34:01But she was dressed fine, you say?
0:34:01 > 0:34:04I have no explanation for it, Sergeant, just the fact of it.
0:34:04 > 0:34:06Then what did you say to her, Susan?
0:34:06 > 0:34:07That, thoroughbred or no,
0:34:07 > 0:34:12three months pregnant, she was no use whatsoever to your stable.
0:34:14 > 0:34:15Then what?
0:34:15 > 0:34:16Why ask me?
0:34:16 > 0:34:20I imagine, being fond of her, you felt remorse.
0:34:20 > 0:34:23And you hurried after the girl, Pennyroyal in hand,
0:34:23 > 0:34:26to tell her that, were she to find herself free of her burden,
0:34:26 > 0:34:28she might once again be welcome.
0:34:28 > 0:34:29Hmm?
0:34:32 > 0:34:35But it is what you found there that interests me the most.
0:34:37 > 0:34:39I heard her from the street.
0:34:41 > 0:34:43- She raged at him.- Margaret?
0:34:45 > 0:34:47On what topic?
0:34:47 > 0:34:48They were flattening the place.
0:34:48 > 0:34:51He wanted his dues before they did so.
0:34:51 > 0:34:52No.
0:34:53 > 0:34:57She screamed of what she knew of him.
0:34:57 > 0:34:59And that she would be silent no longer.
0:34:59 > 0:35:04And he said that she would if she knew what would allow her to keep on breathing.
0:35:04 > 0:35:06I heard glass break.
0:35:06 > 0:35:08The bottle against his head?
0:35:08 > 0:35:10The reports of a revolver.
0:35:10 > 0:35:13- Lucy screaming.- You entered.
0:35:13 > 0:35:14Lucy was hysteric.
0:35:14 > 0:35:16You produced your blade.
0:35:17 > 0:35:19You cut...
0:35:20 > 0:35:22..from behind.
0:35:25 > 0:35:27And what of Lucy?
0:35:29 > 0:35:31I left her there.
0:35:32 > 0:35:34Squirming in the dirt.
0:35:56 > 0:36:00- Why d'you stare? It is a case solved.- Reid.
0:36:00 > 0:36:02No longer, American, away with ya.
0:36:02 > 0:36:05Reid, do you intend to charge her on this?
0:36:05 > 0:36:07For saving a girl's life?
0:36:07 > 0:36:08A man was killed by her hand.
0:36:08 > 0:36:10A slumlord ape set on murder.
0:36:10 > 0:36:11Still a man.
0:36:11 > 0:36:15And you never thought it worth asking why this man took
0:36:15 > 0:36:17a pistol to this woman.
0:36:17 > 0:36:19Or whose threat he carried with him?
0:36:19 > 0:36:23Captain Jackson, I shall be the master of all enquiries I make of myself.
0:36:23 > 0:36:24Door, please, Sergeant.
0:36:41 > 0:36:43Is it worth asking? Do you think, sir?
0:36:44 > 0:36:45Yes, Bennet. I suspect it is.
0:36:58 > 0:37:01David, be quiet. Down and sleep. Goodnight.
0:37:01 > 0:37:04- Goodnight, Miss.- Good night, good night. Sleep!
0:37:04 > 0:37:06'Go'natt. Sov Gott.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08Oh, Ellie, I have your dolly.
0:37:08 > 0:37:12There...tuck down. Good night.
0:37:12 > 0:37:16Go to sleep. Good night.
0:38:18 > 0:38:19Oh, no!
0:38:22 > 0:38:24Betsy, Betsy.
0:38:35 > 0:38:38Betsy? Betsy?
0:38:52 > 0:38:53Miss Goren?
0:38:59 > 0:39:02It seems all I bring to you is violence and distress.
0:39:05 > 0:39:08Find the children, please, Inspector.
0:39:22 > 0:39:23Lucy Eames.
0:39:23 > 0:39:28- Two years since, you say she walked away from your house with no warning? - I do.
0:39:28 > 0:39:31The oldest child found in that room, I guess she approached that age.
0:39:31 > 0:39:33- Do you agree?- Mmm.
0:39:33 > 0:39:34Then I suggest this to you.
0:39:34 > 0:39:38That you cast her out for the same reason you cast her out this day just passed,
0:39:38 > 0:39:42that she was pregnant and no longer welcome in your house.
0:39:53 > 0:39:59You think me callous, Inspector. And perhaps I am that.
0:39:59 > 0:40:02But I loved that girl like a sister.
0:40:03 > 0:40:06And she never did say what took her away.
0:40:06 > 0:40:07But I had my theories.
0:40:09 > 0:40:11Proceed.
0:40:11 > 0:40:15- The first of her...attacks... - The fits from which she suffers?
0:40:15 > 0:40:21It had come two months previous. Near scared the Thomas with whom she was engaged, to his death.
0:40:21 > 0:40:23There were more?
0:40:23 > 0:40:25Perhaps five, graver too.
0:40:25 > 0:40:29We found her gone the day after the last one had left her.
0:40:29 > 0:40:33My belief? She went to find their remedy.
0:41:17 > 0:41:18Gentlemen, please, come this way.
0:41:18 > 0:41:22In the treatment you conducted with her,
0:41:22 > 0:41:25did she speak at all of children born unto her?
0:41:27 > 0:41:28She did not.
0:41:29 > 0:41:33Nor of the child she carries in her belly now?
0:41:33 > 0:41:37Mr Reid, my patients - past, present, future...
0:41:38 > 0:41:42I have no family of my own and as a consequence,
0:41:42 > 0:41:45they are doubly precious to me.
0:41:45 > 0:41:50Such love means I will not judge them nor demand their secrets.
0:41:50 > 0:41:53They come to me, arms wide for assistance
0:41:53 > 0:41:56and I render it without condition.
0:41:56 > 0:41:59Until Lucy chooses freely to tell me
0:41:59 > 0:42:04the details of her life away from here, I will not ask her of them.
0:42:04 > 0:42:06Then that - and I hope you will forgive me for this, doctor -
0:42:06 > 0:42:08that must be my task.
0:42:11 > 0:42:13Lucy.
0:42:23 > 0:42:27I bring greetings from Miss Susan.
0:42:31 > 0:42:34Miss Susan is a lady.
0:42:34 > 0:42:36As are you, Lucy.
0:42:36 > 0:42:41Not I, sir. I would be so.
0:42:41 > 0:42:43But am not.
0:42:43 > 0:42:46And who is it says so?
0:42:46 > 0:42:49The world. Its law.
0:42:50 > 0:42:52God's law.
0:42:53 > 0:42:57Because you have children and are unmarried?
0:42:59 > 0:43:00Many reasons, sir.
0:43:05 > 0:43:10Tell me, Lucy, what, what was it brought you to Miss Susan yesterday?
0:43:11 > 0:43:13Miss Susan sent me away.
0:43:13 > 0:43:15I know, I know.
0:43:15 > 0:43:19But, after two years and with child inside you.
0:43:19 > 0:43:20It is desperate of you.
0:43:21 > 0:43:25Tell me, Lucy, please, will you name that despair?
0:43:29 > 0:43:33Lucy? Lucy?
0:43:33 > 0:43:36The children that your mother cared for,
0:43:36 > 0:43:38the child that is inside you now.
0:43:38 > 0:43:40Which man is father to them, Lucy?
0:43:40 > 0:43:42It is but one man, is it not?
0:43:42 > 0:43:44Do not be frighted, child.
0:43:44 > 0:43:47It is in my gift to guarantee your safety.
0:43:50 > 0:43:51No, no I cannot!
0:43:51 > 0:43:55- No, I cannot, I cannot, no! - Calm. Calm. Calm, child!
0:44:25 > 0:44:29There...sshh...all right.
0:44:44 > 0:44:48Miss Eames' medication. Mr Reid would know its contents.
0:44:57 > 0:45:00- Hobbs, Hobbs, Hobbs, slow down, say again, say again.- Yes sir.
0:45:00 > 0:45:04Sir, Gordon Roach - that's the murdered rent collector, sir -
0:45:04 > 0:45:08- has a company name of Roach Collections.- Imaginative.
0:45:08 > 0:45:11Yes... No.
0:45:11 > 0:45:15- Roach Collections pays into and receives stipend from a trust. - Name of?
0:45:15 > 0:45:18- Stickleton. The Stickleton Trust. - Its board members?
0:45:18 > 0:45:21Not listed. The only name that of a lawyer.
0:45:21 > 0:45:23A Mr Pinch.
0:45:23 > 0:45:27Now, I visited Mr Pinch - well, Mr Pinch's clerk, that is.
0:45:27 > 0:45:30- And impressed on him the value of this...- Yes, yes, Hobbs, skip to it.
0:45:30 > 0:45:35Sir, the only trustee of the Stickleton Trust is Mr Stanley Bone.
0:45:39 > 0:45:41Sergeant Drake! With me!
0:45:46 > 0:45:48Stanley Bone. Everything you have.
0:45:48 > 0:45:49Now.
0:46:02 > 0:46:03Hang it.
0:46:22 > 0:46:25Fred Best tells you he needs something shown in return.
0:46:25 > 0:46:29You do as I ask, I will give to you a story that, though you connive
0:46:29 > 0:46:32and bribe your way to the devil himself - it will not be bettered.
0:46:32 > 0:46:36- Go on.- How Stanley Bone - secret slumlord -
0:46:36 > 0:46:39is exposed by the actions of a whore-runner.
0:46:39 > 0:46:43Corruption and sex, Mr Best.
0:46:43 > 0:46:45Surely it does not come more honeyed than that.
0:46:45 > 0:46:47Oh, yeah, Mama!
0:46:47 > 0:46:51I have you now! Where's Reid?
0:46:51 > 0:46:55He's out, he may be some time.
0:46:55 > 0:46:58Well you're going to tell me. Or I'm going to shoot Hobbs here.
0:46:59 > 0:47:02Relax, Hobbs. Man, I'm only joking.
0:47:02 > 0:47:05I could no more shoot you than I could shoot my own mother.
0:47:05 > 0:47:08Artherton, on the other hand...
0:47:09 > 0:47:11As you know, Inspector,
0:47:11 > 0:47:14he was one of the first raised up in January by our new council.
0:47:14 > 0:47:16Now in March he and his friends agree that the Dockhead slum
0:47:16 > 0:47:20in Southwark make way for the S&C Railway and its very first tunnel.
0:47:20 > 0:47:24- The Dockhead was also owned and collected by the Stickleton Trust?- It was.
0:47:24 > 0:47:27Thus Mr Bone recommends the compulsory purchase of his own slum.
0:47:27 > 0:47:29Mm-hm and profits tidily.
0:47:29 > 0:47:32Mr Best, the last I saw you, you made heavy weather of matters
0:47:32 > 0:47:34that relate more closely to Mr Bone's personal status.
0:47:34 > 0:47:38- I did. It is true. - Elaborate, if you please?
0:47:38 > 0:47:41Mr Bone is a man who came to ambition late.
0:47:41 > 0:47:44His youth was not a happy one. Beset with fits.
0:47:44 > 0:47:47He is epileptic?
0:47:47 > 0:47:50- Was. He eventually found the cure. - And the cure? Where was it found?
0:47:50 > 0:47:53You will let me pass, or you will suck on this iron!
0:47:53 > 0:47:55Sir, stop! You can't go in there!
0:47:58 > 0:47:59Drake.
0:48:01 > 0:48:07Look, I swear I'm not going to shoot you, only...tell Reid...
0:48:08 > 0:48:13...that the vial... Lucy's medication... Uh...
0:48:13 > 0:48:16What? What is it?
0:48:16 > 0:48:18It is amphetamine!
0:48:22 > 0:48:24The doctor who gave Mr Bone his cure.
0:48:24 > 0:48:27- His name is Crabbe, is it not? - It is, Mr Reid.
0:48:27 > 0:48:30We go. Ah, one last question. You jibed about his bachelor status.
0:48:30 > 0:48:32What did you mean by this?
0:48:32 > 0:48:35That is the last piece of my puzzle, Mr Reid.
0:48:35 > 0:48:38There was tell he had a woman cached away somewhere
0:48:38 > 0:48:39and a set of bastards, too.
0:48:39 > 0:48:40And did you find them?
0:48:40 > 0:48:43Never could, Mr Reid. More's the pity, eh?
0:48:43 > 0:48:45Indeed.
0:48:50 > 0:48:51Your carriage is here.
0:48:56 > 0:49:03A carriage that takes you to honour the latest chapter of your ever more celebrated life in this city.
0:49:07 > 0:49:09Think on that.
0:49:11 > 0:49:14Remember how you lived the first you came to me -
0:49:14 > 0:49:18cursed by fits and reliance on your merciless wife.
0:49:18 > 0:49:23Do you think I forget? Am I not grateful for what you have done for me?
0:49:23 > 0:49:27I question your commitment to all that still lies ahead of us.
0:49:27 > 0:49:30Roach silenced the woman.
0:49:30 > 0:49:34I have had the children separated and removed a hundred mile from here, as you suggested.
0:49:34 > 0:49:37I do not refer to your unloved bastards, as you well know.
0:49:39 > 0:49:45It was your success had this sanatorium built,
0:49:45 > 0:49:48and she my gift to you in return.
0:49:48 > 0:49:51A child, blooming into woman, who would see in you
0:49:51 > 0:49:55not the stammering lunatic of your youth,
0:49:55 > 0:49:58but a vision of strength and hope.
0:50:01 > 0:50:03You have enjoyed her.
0:50:05 > 0:50:07But she is all used now.
0:50:07 > 0:50:11And must have her mind cleaned of all she knows of you.
0:50:16 > 0:50:18But she is so young...
0:50:18 > 0:50:23She too may find the temperance you have led me toward.
0:50:23 > 0:50:28No. She grows ever more disturbed. And this Reid draws close.
0:50:28 > 0:50:33I will not allow you to make ruins of the life I have built for you.
0:50:33 > 0:50:37She must be silenced so put her from your mind,
0:50:37 > 0:50:40as you have the memory of the man you once were.
0:50:42 > 0:50:47And leave me to bring her a more permanent peace.
0:50:57 > 0:50:59Karl, I would say goodbye.
0:51:10 > 0:51:11Thank you, nurse.
0:51:15 > 0:51:17Stanley?
0:51:19 > 0:51:21Say what you need to say.
0:51:27 > 0:51:32Goodbye, Lucy, goodbye, my love.
0:51:33 > 0:51:37Stanley? Stanley, where do they take me?
0:51:37 > 0:51:43I... I've got another inside me, Stanley, I got another. Stanley?
0:51:43 > 0:51:46It's all right, Councillor Bone.
0:51:46 > 0:51:52We cannot build a railway without that we demolish a slum or two.
0:51:52 > 0:51:53Sta...
0:52:15 > 0:52:16Wait. That was Bone!
0:52:16 > 0:52:18It can wait. We keep our course.
0:52:21 > 0:52:26Hush, Lucy. Shh, imagine it.
0:52:29 > 0:52:37A calm entire. Hmm, no questions, no hurtful thoughts.
0:52:41 > 0:52:44No urgent and unhappy desires.
0:52:49 > 0:52:50Simply peace.
0:53:15 > 0:53:16You found us.
0:53:16 > 0:53:19It was not easy. You've hidden this refuge well.
0:53:19 > 0:53:22But that is a benefit to those you house.
0:53:22 > 0:53:24- It is.- Miss Goren?
0:53:25 > 0:53:26Inspector.
0:53:32 > 0:53:35Nicholas? Betsy? Hello!
0:53:37 > 0:53:39Come here, you!
0:53:41 > 0:53:44Come on, let's go inside, shall we? And show you the room Mrs Reid has got for us.
0:53:44 > 0:53:45Yeah? Come on.
0:53:45 > 0:53:47Will you take tea, Miss Goren.
0:53:47 > 0:53:49Yes, thank you.
0:53:57 > 0:53:59APPLAUSE
0:54:03 > 0:54:07Gentlemen! Ladies! The switch is thrown. The line is live.
0:54:07 > 0:54:12And beneath this earth here, the electric age forges on.
0:54:12 > 0:54:14CHEERING
0:54:14 > 0:54:18This railway, this underground railway is the capstone of all that we -
0:54:18 > 0:54:21your grateful servants - would build here.
0:54:21 > 0:54:24The foundation, ladies and gentlemen, of a new city.
0:54:24 > 0:54:27A city that - though it rises from dank and fetid earth -
0:54:27 > 0:54:31will gleam with the purpose and clarity of a summer morning.
0:54:31 > 0:54:34Because if the future stands for anything - it stands for hope!
0:54:53 > 0:54:55You do not have to do this thing.
0:54:57 > 0:54:59I do, Inspector.
0:55:10 > 0:55:14H Division's Inspector Reid! What intrusion is this?
0:55:16 > 0:55:19Yes, Stanley. I still have my wits.
0:55:20 > 0:55:22Miss, Miss. What is your name?
0:55:22 > 0:55:24Her name is not relevant. Her story is.
0:55:28 > 0:55:29I know you, Stanley Bone.
0:55:31 > 0:55:37You proclaim to these good people about the future's gleaming hope,
0:55:37 > 0:55:41but the tongue you speak with is forked.
0:55:41 > 0:55:45And the future you speak of, it is built on evil and corruption.
0:55:47 > 0:55:51You had me as your slave, denied our children...
0:55:51 > 0:55:56had my mother murdered and you would have sent me to a living hell had it not been for this inspector here.
0:55:58 > 0:56:03You are no man, but you are a beast that has risen
0:56:03 > 0:56:06deep from the earth in which you dig into.
0:56:18 > 0:56:20Mr Stanley Bone!
0:56:22 > 0:56:23You halt for the police!
0:56:39 > 0:56:43Watch yourself, off the track. Turn it off, somebody!
0:56:44 > 0:56:46Christ alive!
0:57:06 > 0:57:11You're famous. From a Leman Street cell to the front page in a day.
0:57:11 > 0:57:14Someone must be fond of you.
0:57:14 > 0:57:16Hmm, such fame is impermanent.
0:57:16 > 0:57:21You'd better hope so. Otherwise, it's going to be you and me lacking in permanence.
0:57:37 > 0:57:40Whoever we contend with here, they are no ordinary cracksmen.
0:57:41 > 0:57:42Again!
0:57:42 > 0:57:46- All men stand equal before the law, do they not?- That is the law.
0:57:46 > 0:57:48It is your law. Is it yours?
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