0:00:02 > 0:00:07This programme contains some violent scenes
0:00:09 > 0:00:12Come on, boys, let's get in there!
0:00:12 > 0:00:14Come on, move it, move it, move it!
0:00:14 > 0:00:16Get out of the way, everybody.
0:00:16 > 0:00:17Ladies and gentlemen.
0:00:19 > 0:00:22Relief fund, spare a penny? Relief fund.
0:00:41 > 0:00:44QUIET CHATTER
0:00:47 > 0:00:50Joshua! Your piece is magnificent.
0:00:50 > 0:00:52The Steward, Daniel. I need him. Where is he?
0:00:52 > 0:00:54At the picket with the pamphleteers.
0:00:54 > 0:00:56IN RUSSIAN:
0:01:04 > 0:01:07The State is nothing but organised force.
0:01:07 > 0:01:11But the courage of our Dockland brothers is spreading!
0:01:11 > 0:01:14Men stand, at last, eye to eye with the cheap doll of the State,
0:01:14 > 0:01:19stripped of her tinsel trappings!
0:01:19 > 0:01:22At last, brothers, yes!
0:01:25 > 0:01:27The veil torn asunder for all time!
0:02:39 > 0:02:40Emily?
0:02:40 > 0:02:44- Should I not wait outside, sir? - No, no.
0:02:44 > 0:02:47She'll be cheered by the visit, I'm sure. Emily, I'm with Bennet.
0:02:47 > 0:02:49Emily?
0:02:51 > 0:02:53What on earth is going on?
0:02:56 > 0:02:58Mrs Reid.
0:03:00 > 0:03:03I'll, er... I'll wait in the parlour.
0:03:03 > 0:03:04I heard a crashing in here.
0:03:04 > 0:03:06The poor creature came down the flue.
0:03:06 > 0:03:11I made to catch it then found myself sitting.
0:03:11 > 0:03:15Looking at her books.
0:03:15 > 0:03:17Her toys.
0:03:17 > 0:03:19The music box you gave her.
0:03:19 > 0:03:22I've barely entered this room in a year, Edmund.
0:03:22 > 0:03:24And I've scarcely seen you all week.
0:03:24 > 0:03:26This strike. It's taking up all my time.
0:03:26 > 0:03:30I'll be home tonight, I promise. I brought you these,
0:03:30 > 0:03:34before even the florists down tools.
0:03:34 > 0:03:36I want it cleared, Edmund.
0:03:36 > 0:03:38What?
0:03:40 > 0:03:42This room. All of it. I want it cleared.
0:04:01 > 0:04:05- I believe she went to church, sir. - Oh?
0:04:05 > 0:04:10Inspector, I know this must be a difficult time for you.
0:04:10 > 0:04:12And for Mrs Reid. I mean,
0:04:12 > 0:04:15I know a year does not begin to ease the pain of losing her.
0:04:15 > 0:04:17Thank you, Bennet.
0:04:19 > 0:04:21- KNOCK AT DOOR - Inspector Reid?
0:04:24 > 0:04:28The neighbours had been complaining about the whiff of gas, apparently.
0:04:28 > 0:04:30Front was tarted up like a Cremorne grotto.
0:04:33 > 0:04:37HE COUGHS
0:04:44 > 0:04:47Do you take this for a gas blast?
0:04:47 > 0:04:49The force didn't come from the pipes.
0:04:49 > 0:04:51- Then where?- I'm working on it.
0:04:55 > 0:04:56Poor bugger.
0:05:47 > 0:05:50You can forget about gas, Reid. Here's your detonator.
0:05:52 > 0:05:54- A bomb?- Yeah.
0:05:54 > 0:05:56Found blasting caps behind the shelves.
0:05:56 > 0:05:58Our boy was definitely a bomb-builder.
0:05:58 > 0:06:00My guess is his dynamite was unstable.
0:06:00 > 0:06:03Take him back to Leman Street. We need to find out who he was.
0:06:03 > 0:06:06Hobbs, to the Yard - full emergency, man, we've a bomber.
0:06:06 > 0:06:10- Should I tell the ones that was here?- What?
0:06:10 > 0:06:11Two of them, sir.
0:06:11 > 0:06:14- Before you three arrived.- Who?
0:06:14 > 0:06:16Didn't give their names, sir. Just said they was Yard.
0:06:16 > 0:06:19Took one look, they did, then made off in their hansom.
0:06:22 > 0:06:25This rag's from Berner Street, that's a rock we need to kick over first.
0:06:25 > 0:06:27The Workers' Educational Club.
0:06:29 > 0:06:31Come on, lads.
0:06:32 > 0:06:34DOOR CRASHES
0:06:46 > 0:06:47The Special Branch, Reid.
0:06:47 > 0:06:51Made the scene straightaway then struck directly at the vermin's nest.
0:06:51 > 0:06:55Is this the start of a campaign, sir? What are we facing?
0:06:55 > 0:06:59- I'm assured the matter is in hand. - I have the bomber's remains here.
0:06:59 > 0:07:02- We have yet to identify... - Jew, name of Bloom.
0:07:02 > 0:07:05Rabid anarchist and revolutionary of the Berner Street slough.
0:07:05 > 0:07:08The Special Branch had been watching him for some time.
0:07:08 > 0:07:09Perhaps they should have watched closer!
0:07:09 > 0:07:12Bloom's death is a Special Branch case.
0:07:12 > 0:07:14You stick to the strike.
0:07:14 > 0:07:17None of us are safe from the leftist cancer.
0:07:17 > 0:07:19- Have you read this? - Yes, I am aware of that.
0:07:19 > 0:07:22"Should the strikers' action persist in paralysing our docks,
0:07:22 > 0:07:26"the great machine by which five million people are fed and clothed
0:07:26 > 0:07:29"will come to a dead stop - and what is to be the end of it all?"
0:07:29 > 0:07:31What indeed!
0:07:31 > 0:07:33The strikers are hardly revolutionists, sir.
0:07:33 > 0:07:35Working men deserve fair pay.
0:07:35 > 0:07:39Last week a dozen dockers who tried to work had their bones cracked -
0:07:39 > 0:07:41a constable from J-Division went home with a bloodied nose.
0:07:41 > 0:07:44- All I... - The great machine is breaking down.
0:07:44 > 0:07:47With the greatest of respect, sir,
0:07:47 > 0:07:49the strikers number in their thousands.
0:07:49 > 0:07:52A handful of troublemakers does not make them all anarchists.
0:07:52 > 0:07:54Firebrands and ruffians, Reid,
0:07:54 > 0:07:57who must be brought to heel if social order is to prevail!
0:07:57 > 0:08:01- And the East End is the root of it! - What do you suggest, sir?
0:08:02 > 0:08:05Well, I believe you still have a Pinkerton on your ticket?
0:08:05 > 0:08:09You don't seem to be hearing me, Reid. Not a chance.
0:08:09 > 0:08:12Every other man in my shop is a known face, none with your experience.
0:08:12 > 0:08:13Then I envy them.
0:08:13 > 0:08:15- I told you there was coin in it. - And I told you it was dirty work.
0:08:15 > 0:08:18Does every Pinkerton's conscience plague him thus?
0:08:18 > 0:08:21Why don't you find a Pinkerton and ask them.
0:08:21 > 0:08:25- I'm a surgeon, not a strike-breaker. - We are simply trying to keep order.
0:08:25 > 0:08:27The last time they told me that, eight policemen wound up dead
0:08:27 > 0:08:29with half the town on fire.
0:08:29 > 0:08:31- This is not the Wild West. - Neither was Chicago.
0:08:31 > 0:08:33The violent elements need to be picked out.
0:08:33 > 0:08:36Now, I wish there were someone else I could ask,
0:08:36 > 0:08:37but there is not. You will oblige me!
0:08:37 > 0:08:39I'm not going to put down working men
0:08:39 > 0:08:42for goddamn plutocratic high muckety-mucks...
0:08:42 > 0:08:44Or Monro has told me to arrest you.
0:08:44 > 0:08:47- For what?!- For whatever I please.
0:08:47 > 0:08:52For whore-mongering, for brawling, for pistol-wielding, for card-fixing.
0:08:52 > 0:08:54If there is a decency upheld by law in this land
0:08:54 > 0:08:57it is a law you will have broken, so do not test me!
0:08:58 > 0:09:00Well?
0:09:04 > 0:09:08You can get to it after you've dealt with our man Bloom, here.
0:09:08 > 0:09:11- He's got a name now?- So it seems.
0:09:15 > 0:09:17Want to see what else he's got?
0:09:21 > 0:09:22Stab wound?
0:09:23 > 0:09:26Stabbed once. With skill. Straight into the heart.
0:09:26 > 0:09:28He didn't blow himself up.
0:09:28 > 0:09:31He was already dead when the bomb went off.
0:09:31 > 0:09:34Send a full report on your way to the docks.
0:09:41 > 0:09:43Inspector, you've a visitor.
0:09:48 > 0:09:51May I offer you some water, Miss Goran?
0:09:51 > 0:09:54Inspector, I... I need to talk to you
0:09:54 > 0:09:58about the man who died in the blast.
0:09:58 > 0:09:59Bloom?
0:09:59 > 0:10:03His name is Joshua. I come on behalf of his brother
0:10:03 > 0:10:06to request you release his remains.
0:10:06 > 0:10:09Swift burial is our custom, Inspector.
0:10:09 > 0:10:12May I ask how you knew Mr Bloom?
0:10:12 > 0:10:14We fled Kiev together.
0:10:16 > 0:10:18Travelled, on to London.
0:10:18 > 0:10:20Were you aware of his politics?
0:10:22 > 0:10:26I knew his beliefs and his hatred of violence.
0:10:26 > 0:10:30The man I knew is no bomb-maker. Do you understand?
0:10:32 > 0:10:37Forgive me, these were secreted amongst his affairs.
0:10:37 > 0:10:39Do they mean anything to you?
0:10:45 > 0:10:47You recognise these men?
0:10:47 > 0:10:51No, but I've seen enough of Russian soldiers to last me a lifetime.
0:10:51 > 0:10:54These uniforms are Russian?
0:10:54 > 0:10:56This also.
0:10:56 > 0:10:59The letters, at least, but I don't understand it. It's gibberish.
0:10:59 > 0:11:02I should very much like to show these to Joshua's brother.
0:11:02 > 0:11:05- Isaac is grieving, Inspector. - I appreciate that, but...
0:11:05 > 0:11:09Then you'll appreciate he's unlikely to want visitations
0:11:09 > 0:11:12from policemen who believe his brother wished to dynamite London.
0:11:12 > 0:11:15I should like to speak to him because I believe his brother was murdered.
0:11:26 > 0:11:28Will you allow me to show him?
0:11:35 > 0:11:38I am sorry for you, Miss Goren.
0:11:38 > 0:11:40Thank you.
0:11:41 > 0:11:45- CROWD CHEERS - The policeman and the blackleg - savage hirelings both!
0:11:45 > 0:11:48And faced with their fists, batons, bitter treachery,
0:11:48 > 0:11:51must we not ask - is protest enough?
0:11:51 > 0:11:54Mere protest!
0:11:54 > 0:11:57When has vicious power ever heeded mere protest?
0:11:59 > 0:12:01And faced with mere protest,
0:12:01 > 0:12:06vicious power will crush your strike to dust!
0:12:06 > 0:12:09Protest will be heard!
0:12:09 > 0:12:11You anarchists just want a war with all that is.
0:12:11 > 0:12:13All we want is fair pay.
0:12:13 > 0:12:18War has been forced upon us! And the choice is not how we call ourselves.
0:12:18 > 0:12:23The choice is slavery and hunger, or liberty and bread.
0:12:23 > 0:12:27And if, with me, you choose the latter, then to arms!
0:12:27 > 0:12:29To arms, say I!
0:12:29 > 0:12:34A stake through the hearts of those vampires who will rule you!
0:12:36 > 0:12:43Today, on this very dock, let us meet force with righteous force!
0:13:20 > 0:13:22MUSIC TINKLES
0:13:29 > 0:13:32CHILDREN LAUGH
0:13:57 > 0:14:03MUSIC SLOWS THEN STOPS
0:14:21 > 0:14:25Sir! Sir! Inspector Reid, sir!
0:14:37 > 0:14:40Isaac will be a moment, Inspector.
0:14:40 > 0:14:42- May I offer you some tea?- Thank you.
0:15:00 > 0:15:02Please.
0:15:02 > 0:15:04Do not touch it.
0:15:06 > 0:15:11- These are Fibonacci spirals. - Spira mirabilis.
0:15:11 > 0:15:13The Inspector knows his logarithmics.
0:15:15 > 0:15:16Isn't it something?
0:15:17 > 0:15:22Morphogenesis - evolution of pattern.
0:15:22 > 0:15:24Galileo said mathematics was the language
0:15:24 > 0:15:26with which God has written the universe.
0:15:26 > 0:15:31I seek the hidden words. You might term it a kind of detective work.
0:15:31 > 0:15:35In my detective work I find little evidence of God.
0:15:35 > 0:15:39But you seek order in all things, Inspector.
0:15:39 > 0:15:43The notion of meaningless chaos is abhorrent to you.
0:15:43 > 0:15:49Raw anarchy. I know what the word "anarchy" means to you policemen,
0:15:49 > 0:15:52but you don't know what it meant to my brother.
0:15:52 > 0:15:55Anarkhos - without ruler. No more nor less.
0:15:57 > 0:16:01Joshua believed in altruism,
0:16:01 > 0:16:05mutuality, peaceful end to man's dominion over man.
0:16:05 > 0:16:08He railed against force of all kinds.
0:16:08 > 0:16:10What was he doing with dynamite?
0:16:13 > 0:16:16Deborah says you are trustworthy, Inspector Reid.
0:16:16 > 0:16:19And that you believe Joshua was murdered.
0:16:20 > 0:16:23What do you know of the Okhrana?
0:16:23 > 0:16:26The Russian secret police. Agents of hate.
0:16:26 > 0:16:30For them, a Jew with radical ideas is a double foe.
0:16:30 > 0:16:32Mr Bloom, this is not Russia.
0:16:32 > 0:16:35Don't be naive, Inspector.
0:16:35 > 0:16:38Since they crushed the revolutionaries at home
0:16:38 > 0:16:40the Okhrana has widened its jurisdiction.
0:16:40 > 0:16:42They're in Berlin, Paris, London.
0:16:42 > 0:16:44Berner Street was sanctuary to plenty of exiled radicals
0:16:44 > 0:16:46and Joshua believed they had a spy there.
0:16:46 > 0:16:49- He told me he'd obtained evidence. - The box?
0:16:49 > 0:16:54This was his evidence. I'm sure of it.
0:16:57 > 0:17:00A cipher, and a complex one. Military.
0:17:00 > 0:17:06- Can you decrypt it?- In time, but there is no riddle to this.
0:17:06 > 0:17:09Soldiers of the Russian Empire.
0:17:09 > 0:17:12Joshua identified the Berner Street spy
0:17:12 > 0:17:14and I think he was killed for it.
0:17:14 > 0:17:18One of these men is my brother's killer.
0:17:18 > 0:17:22He murdered Joshua and left a bomb to smear all radical thinkers.
0:17:22 > 0:17:24That is what they do, Inspector.
0:17:24 > 0:17:26Why do you imagine so many have fled Russia?
0:17:30 > 0:17:33May I walk you somewhere, Miss Goren?
0:17:33 > 0:17:35I would not like to keep you from your duties.
0:17:35 > 0:17:41- No, no, it's quite all right.- Relief fund. Give a penny! Relief fund.
0:17:41 > 0:17:43Is the basic dignity of the working man
0:17:43 > 0:17:45too revolutionary for you, Inspector?
0:17:48 > 0:17:51No, I have no issue with the strike, I fear its spread.
0:17:51 > 0:17:54I hear the biscuit-makers are out in solidarity.
0:17:54 > 0:17:56However will H-Division cope?
0:17:56 > 0:17:59Well, we intend to riot all the way down Leman Street.
0:18:00 > 0:18:02You may not believe this, Inspector,
0:18:02 > 0:18:05but you and Joshua were not so different.
0:18:05 > 0:18:09- Oh? He would have loathed everything I stand for!- He loathed injustice.
0:18:09 > 0:18:11He looked around him, saw what was broken
0:18:11 > 0:18:14and devoted his life to try and fix it.
0:18:14 > 0:18:15By dismantling civilisation?
0:18:15 > 0:18:19Inspector, if this is civilisation, you may count me
0:18:19 > 0:18:21thoroughly curious to witness barbarism.
0:18:21 > 0:18:25MEN SHOUT
0:18:25 > 0:18:28Come on, gents - let's give the men some space, please.
0:18:28 > 0:18:31MEN CHANT: Scabs! Scabs!
0:18:31 > 0:18:35Move along now. Just move it along.
0:18:35 > 0:18:39- Who wants to turn a blackleg green? - You stand aside!
0:18:39 > 0:18:42- This stuff's bloody poison! - You're the poison, crusher.
0:18:42 > 0:18:45Back off. Now.
0:19:02 > 0:19:05Behold! The scab sheep and their herding bitch!
0:19:05 > 0:19:08You move along, all of you!
0:19:08 > 0:19:09Piss off, copper!
0:19:11 > 0:19:15You heard me. I said clear out.
0:19:15 > 0:19:17Smash the bastards!
0:19:17 > 0:19:18CHEERING
0:19:27 > 0:19:30QUIET FALLS, A BLADE IS UNSHEATHED
0:19:30 > 0:19:35Revolution begins with decapitation of the State.
0:19:35 > 0:19:37Who wants to carve the pig?
0:19:38 > 0:19:40You?
0:19:40 > 0:19:41You, then.
0:19:43 > 0:19:46Are you warriors or gutless lackeys?
0:19:47 > 0:19:49You. Or I'll have your eyes.
0:19:49 > 0:19:51I want to do it.
0:19:54 > 0:19:56Throat first so he can't scream.
0:20:08 > 0:20:11SINGLE GUNSHOT
0:20:18 > 0:20:19What do they call you, Yankee?
0:20:22 > 0:20:24Richards.
0:20:27 > 0:20:29Peter Morris.
0:20:29 > 0:20:31So, what's an American doing in Whitechapel
0:20:31 > 0:20:33with a gun under his coat?
0:20:33 > 0:20:35I left the last town under a cloud.
0:20:36 > 0:20:37Which town was that?
0:20:39 > 0:20:40Chicago.
0:20:40 > 0:20:43You were at the Haymarket?
0:20:43 > 0:20:45Are you a Pinkerton?
0:20:45 > 0:20:49- MORRIS SCOFFS - We heard reports of their treachery.
0:20:49 > 0:20:52Factory owners didn't like the workers turning Red,
0:20:52 > 0:20:55so the bastards hired the Pinks.
0:20:55 > 0:20:58- Spying scum. - Crawled into us like a screwworm,
0:20:58 > 0:21:01turning brother on brother.
0:21:01 > 0:21:04It's said that a Pinkerton threw the bomb.
0:21:04 > 0:21:0780,000 marching in peace.
0:21:07 > 0:21:09Speeches for days with not a man harmed.
0:21:09 > 0:21:12Then the police came to move us and the Pinks knew how to bury us.
0:21:12 > 0:21:14Yeah, it was a goddamn Pinkerton, all right.
0:21:14 > 0:21:16I saw the bomb leave his hand.
0:21:16 > 0:21:19Then I saw bodies blown to pieces in a city at war,
0:21:19 > 0:21:23while the best men of the revolution went to the scaffold for it.
0:21:23 > 0:21:29Their murders shall not be in vain for the Pinkertons did us a service.
0:21:29 > 0:21:32Yes, a service.
0:21:32 > 0:21:36Let us be known for brutal force.
0:21:36 > 0:21:38Let terror be our tool!
0:21:39 > 0:21:42Freedom is not given, it is taken.
0:21:42 > 0:21:45The men they hanged in Chicago were martyrs.
0:21:45 > 0:21:49The men that they hanged in Chicago were my brothers
0:21:49 > 0:21:51and I've come here to see that fight through.
0:21:54 > 0:21:56Then we need more soldiers like you.
0:21:56 > 0:21:58What we need is escalation.
0:22:00 > 0:22:03We shall talk further, American.
0:22:05 > 0:22:08Tomorrow the struggle begins anew.
0:22:56 > 0:22:58REID: Who's handling the Bloom case at the Yard?
0:22:59 > 0:23:05Man's name is Constantine, golden boy of the Special Branch.
0:23:05 > 0:23:08The Okhrana is mixed up in it.
0:23:08 > 0:23:12Russian spies in Whitechapel.
0:23:12 > 0:23:15It's a new world.
0:23:17 > 0:23:19Ed.
0:23:19 > 0:23:22Edmund?
0:23:22 > 0:23:24Let it go, friend.
0:23:24 > 0:23:26This is my division, not Constantine's.
0:23:26 > 0:23:30I'm not talking about your damn Russian.
0:23:30 > 0:23:32I'm talking about your daughter.
0:23:34 > 0:23:36You do not understand.
0:23:36 > 0:23:40I understand better than anyone else and you know that.
0:23:41 > 0:23:44It's been a year. Let it go.
0:23:49 > 0:23:54Emily asked me to clear her room. Clear it.
0:23:54 > 0:23:56Erase her from our home.
0:23:56 > 0:23:58- A mother's grief. - For a child who lives!
0:23:58 > 0:24:02- Edmund... - She's out there, Fred. I feel it.
0:24:04 > 0:24:08But I... I, er...
0:24:09 > 0:24:11The same dream.
0:24:12 > 0:24:16Almost a year to the day and every night the same.
0:24:17 > 0:24:21Shadows swarming round her and...
0:24:21 > 0:24:23She lives.
0:24:24 > 0:24:27I've a hansom. I'll take you home.
0:24:27 > 0:24:28These are my streets. I'll walk them.
0:24:38 > 0:24:40Er, I'm not sure I fully understand, sir.
0:24:40 > 0:24:45How can I be clearer, Reid? You pull your American and you do it now.
0:24:45 > 0:24:46But the strike?
0:24:46 > 0:24:49If I decide to alter the tactics of our policing,
0:24:49 > 0:24:52I may do so without your consultation, Inspector.
0:24:52 > 0:24:53As you wish.
0:24:55 > 0:24:57Commissioner, I should like a word with
0:24:57 > 0:25:00Superintendent Constantine of the Special Branch.
0:25:00 > 0:25:02Concerning?
0:25:02 > 0:25:04Concerning the part of the Russian Okhrana
0:25:04 > 0:25:06in the murder of Joshua Bloom.
0:25:09 > 0:25:15Reid, have you or have you not been told this is not your damned case?!
0:25:15 > 0:25:18I would have thought you had enough on your plate
0:25:18 > 0:25:22bringing some semblance of order to this hellhole of a division.
0:25:22 > 0:25:24Or have I missed something?
0:25:24 > 0:25:27Did you manage to catch your whore-killer
0:25:27 > 0:25:29who made a bloodbath of your streets?
0:25:29 > 0:25:31Or does he remain amok
0:25:31 > 0:25:35while you skip after fanciful notions of Russian assassins?
0:25:35 > 0:25:38I will tolerate no further insubordination!
0:25:38 > 0:25:39Do you understand?!
0:25:49 > 0:25:51Hobbs, get out of uniform and get down to the dock.
0:25:51 > 0:25:53Find Jackson and tell him...
0:25:56 > 0:25:59Peter Morris. Berner Street radical.
0:25:59 > 0:26:01He would've had the sergeant's head for a football.
0:26:01 > 0:26:05I want him in irons. Where did you follow him? Show me.
0:26:05 > 0:26:09I followed him west along the river, to this house here.
0:26:09 > 0:26:13This house? Chesham House? You're certain?
0:26:13 > 0:26:14This is the Russian Embassy.
0:26:14 > 0:26:18You said Morris was at Berner Street. Look at that. Do you see him?
0:26:19 > 0:26:21That's him.
0:26:21 > 0:26:23That's Peter Morris.
0:26:25 > 0:26:27This is our killer.
0:26:28 > 0:26:31Morris is Bloom's Russian spy.
0:26:34 > 0:26:36He wants me to meet him later.
0:26:38 > 0:26:40Go with. Bring him in. Be careful.
0:26:40 > 0:26:43- Where are you going? - Going to see some Russians.
0:26:45 > 0:26:47Oh, er, Jackson...
0:26:49 > 0:26:51I, er...
0:26:54 > 0:26:56You're welcome.
0:27:12 > 0:27:14I think not.
0:27:14 > 0:27:16I'm not presenting it for debate.
0:27:16 > 0:27:18He was followed from Whitechapel.
0:27:18 > 0:27:21You've a Jew problem there, no?
0:27:23 > 0:27:26In Russia we stamp them out,
0:27:26 > 0:27:28in England you throw your doors wide open.
0:27:28 > 0:27:32I'm sorry you find our liberties so distasteful, Mr Volsky.
0:27:32 > 0:27:36And I am sorry it has taken you so long to curtail them.
0:27:36 > 0:27:42I heard that, er, at last you have raided a den of Jew radicals.
0:27:42 > 0:27:45Finish the job, Inspector - crush them.
0:27:45 > 0:27:47Or they will murder your Queen,
0:27:47 > 0:27:51no less viciously than they murdered our Tsar.
0:27:51 > 0:27:56You sent Peter Morris to London to stir them up and paint them black.
0:27:56 > 0:28:00I believe their flag was already black.
0:28:00 > 0:28:05Inspector, Russia is not the source
0:28:05 > 0:28:08of every malady that afflicts Britannia,
0:28:08 > 0:28:12nor of every dead Hebrew found in Whitechapel.
0:28:12 > 0:28:14I'm sorry I can't be of more help.
0:28:14 > 0:28:16How do you know he was Jewish?
0:28:16 > 0:28:20The man I believe Morris killed. You said, "Dead Hebrew".
0:28:20 > 0:28:23I didn't say he was Jewish.
0:28:24 > 0:28:29Aren't they all, in your foul warren?
0:28:31 > 0:28:34Now, if you will excuse me, Inspector,
0:28:34 > 0:28:38I have to attend to more pressing matters of State. Good day.
0:28:41 > 0:28:44Stand Morris down, or I'll see him hang.
0:28:49 > 0:28:50Inspector.
0:28:50 > 0:28:53This one says he knows you.
0:28:57 > 0:29:01It's polyalphabetic. I was able to use Kasiski's Test.
0:29:01 > 0:29:04- And?- A communique about a soldier - Commander Yevgeny Zotkin,
0:29:04 > 0:29:08expert in sabotage and explosives, sent here by the Okhrana.
0:29:08 > 0:29:09Zotkin. He's going by the name Morris.
0:29:09 > 0:29:11He was at the Russian Embassy.
0:29:11 > 0:29:15- Inspector, the communique describes his mission. - To smear anarchists and radicals.
0:29:15 > 0:29:19- To bomb London in their name.- Where?
0:29:19 > 0:29:23It does not say - only that he is to unleash death and havoc on the city.
0:29:23 > 0:29:25I need to know the target!
0:29:25 > 0:29:27How can I stop a bomb if I don't know the target?
0:29:30 > 0:29:32Hobbs! All divisions, full alert -
0:29:32 > 0:29:34we have proof a Russian bomber's at large.
0:29:34 > 0:29:36And wire Monro, I'm coming to the Yard.
0:29:36 > 0:29:38'Let us battle no more!'
0:29:38 > 0:29:43Sirs, I stand here to offer not rancour, but reason!
0:29:43 > 0:29:45Has not this war exhausted us?
0:29:45 > 0:29:50Can we any of us face yet more grim attrition? Enough, I say!
0:29:50 > 0:29:53- Then give us our tanner! - CHEERING
0:29:53 > 0:29:55Good sirs, good sirs!
0:29:55 > 0:29:58Would you allow socialists and communists to bankrupt...?
0:29:58 > 0:30:00He wants me to meet him on the corner.
0:30:00 > 0:30:02Just watch my back and get the son of a bitch.
0:30:02 > 0:30:06We march under no flag, Mr Norwood - neither red nor black!
0:30:06 > 0:30:10We wave the banner only of fairness, and ask for a fair sixpence!
0:30:10 > 0:30:13CHEERING
0:30:13 > 0:30:17- There can be no wage raise! - CROWD BOOS
0:30:17 > 0:30:22It is impossible! Men, are not your pantries empty?
0:30:22 > 0:30:25Do not your children hunger more by the day?
0:30:25 > 0:30:29Your jobs - good, paying toil - remain for you.
0:30:29 > 0:30:32The company is prepared to forgive - yes, to rehire any man
0:30:32 > 0:30:37who longs for coin in his pocket and bread in his belly.
0:30:41 > 0:30:43HORSE'S HOOVES TRUNDLE
0:30:49 > 0:30:51Wrong turn!
0:30:52 > 0:30:53Driver!
0:31:17 > 0:31:20I'm Superintendent Constantine.
0:31:20 > 0:31:22You wished to speak to me.
0:31:24 > 0:31:26There is a Russian bomber in the city.
0:31:26 > 0:31:31Mm, about that. Stay away from Yevgeny Zotkin.
0:31:31 > 0:31:34You think we don't know who he is, Reid?
0:31:34 > 0:31:38That you're ahead of the game? Yes, Zotkin is Peter Morris.
0:31:38 > 0:31:41When the Russians sent him here, we were wise to it, arrested him.
0:31:41 > 0:31:43Then why is he on the loose?
0:31:43 > 0:31:48Because we made him our agent too, you bloody fool.
0:31:48 > 0:31:52The Russians are right about the anarchists, communists, socialists -
0:31:52 > 0:31:53all the revolutionary scum.
0:31:53 > 0:32:00- And we share an aim - to flush them to the gutter.- You share an aim?!
0:32:00 > 0:32:02Zotkin was sent to make London burn!
0:32:02 > 0:32:04I'm keeping London safer than you know.
0:32:04 > 0:32:08Zotkin's been feeding us information from his embassy.
0:32:08 > 0:32:11He's on my leash now, not the Russians'.
0:32:11 > 0:32:14- And who tugged his leash to kill Bloom?- Bloom was a menace.
0:32:14 > 0:32:18- He was a pacifist!- He had ideas, Reid, and people listened.
0:32:18 > 0:32:21Ideas are far more dangerous than any bomb.
0:32:21 > 0:32:25Do you want the Paris Commune rebuilt here,
0:32:25 > 0:32:26open war on the streets of London?
0:32:26 > 0:32:29I already have explosions on my streets!
0:32:29 > 0:32:32YOU are an accessory to murder and Monro shall hear of this.
0:32:32 > 0:32:35I can hear perfectly well, Inspector.
0:32:35 > 0:32:37Commissioner, you allowed this?
0:32:37 > 0:32:39I allowed Zotkin to be deployed among the anarchists.
0:32:39 > 0:32:44To provoke them, to break them down, to discredit Bloom,
0:32:44 > 0:32:46not to detonate him.
0:32:46 > 0:32:48Zotkin had no choice.
0:32:48 > 0:32:50But then it became apparent that nobody here
0:32:50 > 0:32:53was able to follow their damn orders.
0:32:53 > 0:32:56If he'd merely planted dynamite on Bloom, Bloom could've still exposed him.
0:32:56 > 0:32:58You gave Zotkin the dynamite?!
0:32:58 > 0:33:03Yes, Reid, and thanks to me, the Berner Street cesspit is no more.
0:33:03 > 0:33:07Sir, our best asset remains Zotkin, not Reid's Yankee pox-doctor.
0:33:07 > 0:33:12With Zotkin, I can end this bloody strike before our city falls apart.
0:33:12 > 0:33:16And that is the only matter in hand - the defence of the realm.
0:33:16 > 0:33:21Constantine is right. These are desperate times.
0:33:21 > 0:33:25You have your duties at H-Division, Inspector. Return to them.
0:33:28 > 0:33:34You're privy to this only because your pitiful attempts at investigation are a hindrance.
0:33:34 > 0:33:38I need not stress the import of discretion.
0:33:38 > 0:33:40Go to hell.
0:33:41 > 0:33:45You used to like water, didn't you, Reid?
0:33:45 > 0:33:50Boats. You and Mathilda. Yeah, what a terrible loss.
0:33:50 > 0:33:53A little girl, so innocent of our world.
0:33:53 > 0:33:56How well you did to shield her from all its jagged shadows.
0:33:56 > 0:33:59You could never blame yourself, Reid.
0:33:59 > 0:34:04And nor could Emily. Why ever should she have reason to blame you?
0:34:04 > 0:34:07Well, we know, don't we?
0:34:07 > 0:34:09The import of discretion, Inspector.
0:34:14 > 0:34:19Oh, and your Yankee. I may have a use for him after all.
0:34:19 > 0:34:20Good day.
0:34:36 > 0:34:38Comrade.
0:34:38 > 0:34:41You'd better have a bunch of roses for me,
0:34:41 > 0:34:42cos I don't like being stood up.
0:34:42 > 0:34:46It could not be helped. I was being followed. Police.
0:34:46 > 0:34:49- You lose them? - Police are idiot dogs.
0:34:49 > 0:34:53For a man of wit and purpose, gulling them is child's play.
0:34:54 > 0:34:56Let's get a drink.
0:34:59 > 0:35:02It's easy to talk of escalation.
0:35:02 > 0:35:05But talk achieves nothing, Mr Richards.
0:35:05 > 0:35:11We must ask ourselves - how deep is our conviction?
0:35:11 > 0:35:14How broad our courage?
0:35:14 > 0:35:15I came here to win a war.
0:35:18 > 0:35:22That blade. Indian, isn't it?
0:35:22 > 0:35:26- What of it?- You been?
0:35:29 > 0:35:33There are police spies... among our comrades here.
0:35:34 > 0:35:37Did you know that, Mr Richards?
0:35:39 > 0:35:41I had heard it.
0:35:41 > 0:35:45My lodgings are being watched. We'll talk further at yours.
0:35:51 > 0:35:54You son of a bitch, I'll kill both...
0:36:11 > 0:36:13GIRLS SING
0:36:20 > 0:36:23I know who killed Joshua. And I know why.
0:36:23 > 0:36:28But I cannot do anything about it. He is protected.
0:36:29 > 0:36:30By whom?
0:36:30 > 0:36:32By the police.
0:36:37 > 0:36:39I was wrong.
0:36:39 > 0:36:44He was nothing like you. He was unafraid to pursue the truth.
0:36:44 > 0:36:45Please leave.
0:36:45 > 0:36:48- Deborah...- In Russia the police drove us from our homes.
0:36:48 > 0:36:52They murdered, tortured with impunity.
0:36:52 > 0:36:54Joshua saved my life, Inspector.
0:36:54 > 0:36:58We came here because we thought we'd be safe. Get out.
0:36:58 > 0:37:01Get out! Out!
0:37:05 > 0:37:07I'm sorry.
0:37:07 > 0:37:10- Are you hurt?- No, no.
0:37:10 > 0:37:11Let me see.
0:37:13 > 0:37:14What happened to you?
0:37:17 > 0:37:19At first I...
0:37:19 > 0:37:24felt its shadow, then I saw the second boat bearing down on us.
0:37:24 > 0:37:26The hull split.
0:37:29 > 0:37:31We were thrown down the deck.
0:37:32 > 0:37:34Mathilda...
0:37:37 > 0:37:39Mathilda slid away from me.
0:37:41 > 0:37:44Something fell, something molten, crushing.
0:37:45 > 0:37:47And I could not reach her.
0:37:48 > 0:37:51Watched her vanish over the side.
0:37:52 > 0:37:53Then everything went dark.
0:37:56 > 0:37:58- I'm so sorry.- They never found her.
0:38:02 > 0:38:04They found bodies, they dredged the water,
0:38:04 > 0:38:07accounted for every soul...but five.
0:38:07 > 0:38:09Five?
0:38:09 > 0:38:12Five people did not die that day.
0:38:14 > 0:38:16How, I do not know, but, er...
0:38:17 > 0:38:19..it is so, must be so.
0:38:19 > 0:38:20And Mathilda is one of them.
0:38:22 > 0:38:24She's alive, Miss Goren.
0:38:25 > 0:38:27I feel it.
0:38:28 > 0:38:30I feel it in my marrow.
0:38:32 > 0:38:36Does your wife have... this sense also?
0:38:41 > 0:38:46Perhaps it is too hard for her to cling to so frail a...
0:38:46 > 0:38:48It is not frail!
0:38:53 > 0:38:54I... I...
0:39:04 > 0:39:06It was my fault.
0:39:06 > 0:39:10- How could that be?- And they knew.
0:39:10 > 0:39:12They knew.
0:39:16 > 0:39:19Oh, hello! That's nice.
0:39:24 > 0:39:28- Thank you, Miss Goren. - Whatever for, Inspector?
0:39:44 > 0:39:46DOOR OPENS
0:39:54 > 0:39:56Morris, sir.
0:39:56 > 0:39:58I'm afraid he, erm...
0:39:58 > 0:40:00We weren't able to, er...
0:40:05 > 0:40:06Miss Goren.
0:40:30 > 0:40:31Sir, if I may?
0:40:31 > 0:40:33I'm going home.
0:40:41 > 0:40:43DOOR OPENS
0:40:43 > 0:40:45Edmund? Is something the matter?
0:40:45 > 0:40:47I, er...
0:40:49 > 0:40:50I needed...
0:40:53 > 0:40:55Your weeds?
0:40:55 > 0:40:57Your mourning weeds.
0:40:57 > 0:40:59I have to.
0:41:03 > 0:41:05Excuse me. I'm to the shelter.
0:41:05 > 0:41:07Please don't. Please.
0:41:09 > 0:41:12- Please stay...stay with me here a while.- They need me.
0:41:12 > 0:41:14I need you!
0:41:14 > 0:41:16Could you consider that once,
0:41:16 > 0:41:19just once before your shelter and your church?
0:41:39 > 0:41:41At last you rouse.
0:41:41 > 0:41:45I was beginning to fear Mr Morris had damaged what little brains you have.
0:41:47 > 0:41:48Where's Susan?
0:41:48 > 0:41:50Locked up with her whores.
0:41:50 > 0:41:51Be a helpful fellow
0:41:51 > 0:41:54and I shan't fling them all in the syphilitic asylum.
0:41:54 > 0:41:56Who the hell are you?
0:41:56 > 0:41:58I am Superintendent Constantine.
0:41:59 > 0:42:03Police? Morris is yours?
0:42:05 > 0:42:09Get Reid. H-Division. Now.
0:42:09 > 0:42:11Edmund Reid can't help you, Homer.
0:42:13 > 0:42:15So, what do you want?
0:42:15 > 0:42:17No more than your mark.
0:42:18 > 0:42:20This is a confession.
0:42:22 > 0:42:23Your confession.
0:42:23 > 0:42:27That you plotted this very day, with the help of other strike supporters
0:42:27 > 0:42:32and foul leftist denizens, the bombing of a Dock Company warehouse.
0:42:32 > 0:42:38And by the grace of God - or your own stupidity - an empty warehouse.
0:42:38 > 0:42:40But a terrorist act nonetheless,
0:42:40 > 0:42:42against a noble champion of commerce.
0:42:43 > 0:42:44How could you?
0:42:47 > 0:42:50I can imagine the authorities will need to meet
0:42:50 > 0:42:53such an escalation of strike tactics with decisive force.
0:42:54 > 0:42:59You'd let Morris bomb the city to break a strike?
0:43:00 > 0:43:03You're a goddamn maniac.
0:43:03 > 0:43:05And you, Homer, were an anarchist in the Haymarket massacre.
0:43:05 > 0:43:08- I was a Pinkerton.- Mm.
0:43:10 > 0:43:13Allow me to share with you my intriguing discovery.
0:43:13 > 0:43:19In the last ten years, no Captain Homer Jackson
0:43:19 > 0:43:22has boarded a ship from America nor disembarked one here.
0:43:22 > 0:43:26And the Pinkertons seem never to have heard of you.
0:43:29 > 0:43:32All of which begs a question.
0:43:33 > 0:43:36Is Homer Jackson real?
0:43:36 > 0:43:40Is he flesh and blood, the hearty stuff of man?
0:43:40 > 0:43:43Or but a ghostly vapour of dim fancy?
0:43:48 > 0:43:52JACKSON GROANS
0:43:52 > 0:43:55We have need of a scapegoat, Captain.
0:43:56 > 0:43:57And you are he.
0:44:04 > 0:44:05Sign.
0:44:05 > 0:44:07Listen to me, Constantine.
0:44:07 > 0:44:12I've known men like Morris before. He ain't your running dog.
0:44:12 > 0:44:15I had to stop him from gutting a policeman.
0:44:15 > 0:44:18You think you're handling him? He's handling you.
0:44:18 > 0:44:21JACKSON SCREAMS
0:44:25 > 0:44:26Sign.
0:44:26 > 0:44:29You don't really seem to be hearing me.
0:44:29 > 0:44:32Morris does not give a shit about your empty warehouse
0:44:32 > 0:44:36and you're giving him free reign to blow a hole in London!
0:44:36 > 0:44:38We need to fix that ugly mouth of yours.
0:44:49 > 0:44:51JACKSON GRUNTS
0:44:52 > 0:44:56I'll sign it! I'll sign it!
0:44:56 > 0:44:58I'll sign it.
0:45:35 > 0:45:38Come and get your cream, Peaches.
0:45:48 > 0:45:50Who are you?
0:45:50 > 0:45:52My name's Homer Jackson.
0:46:08 > 0:46:10And I'm all flesh and blood.
0:46:30 > 0:46:31Hello, Ed.
0:46:31 > 0:46:33Tea?
0:46:33 > 0:46:34Why not?
0:46:47 > 0:46:50They knew it all, Fred. The Special Branch.
0:46:51 > 0:46:53How could they know?
0:46:54 > 0:46:56I confided once,
0:46:56 > 0:46:58in but one living soul.
0:46:59 > 0:47:03So, how could they know about Mathilda?
0:47:08 > 0:47:10I had to.
0:47:10 > 0:47:13They gave me no choice, you know how they are now.
0:47:15 > 0:47:17They said you'd compromised their operation.
0:47:17 > 0:47:19Defence of the realm?
0:47:28 > 0:47:30Monro sent me...
0:47:31 > 0:47:32..a last warning.
0:47:33 > 0:47:36Unless you rescind, consent to silence,
0:47:36 > 0:47:43he will concoct a premise for your disgrace and expulsion.
0:48:13 > 0:48:14Jackson?
0:48:15 > 0:48:17Constantine.
0:48:19 > 0:48:20Give me that goddamn chair!
0:48:27 > 0:48:30He's sent Morris out with a bomb.
0:48:31 > 0:48:34He thinks the target is an empty warehouse,
0:48:34 > 0:48:35but Morris is playing him, I know it.
0:48:35 > 0:48:37Constantine. Where is he?
0:48:38 > 0:48:40Out cold in the whores' boudoir.
0:48:40 > 0:48:42Then we finish this.
0:48:42 > 0:48:44Get me Drake! Now!
0:48:52 > 0:48:55Ugh! Oh!
0:48:59 > 0:49:01You've lost your mind, Inspector.
0:49:01 > 0:49:03Zotkin's bomb. Where?
0:49:03 > 0:49:05I'll have you thrown out of the police.
0:49:07 > 0:49:09Try again.
0:49:09 > 0:49:13Perhaps you should ask Superintendent Constantine.
0:49:13 > 0:49:15You gulled him, not me.
0:49:15 > 0:49:17I had the communique decoded.
0:49:17 > 0:49:20Zotkin is not here to vandalise a derelict warehouse.
0:49:20 > 0:49:23His plan is to wreak havoc and death. Where?!
0:49:25 > 0:49:29The chess game our two empires are playing in -
0:49:29 > 0:49:32India, Persia, Afghanistan.
0:49:32 > 0:49:35This is the game we play here in London.
0:49:35 > 0:49:40Do you know what we call it in Russia? Turniry Teney.
0:49:40 > 0:49:43Tournament of Shadows.
0:49:43 > 0:49:48And that is what you are chasing, Inspector - a shadow.
0:49:48 > 0:49:51The closer you try to shine your little torch,
0:49:51 > 0:49:53the less you will ever see.
0:49:53 > 0:49:57Now, let me out before I declare you an enemy of the Russian Empire.
0:49:58 > 0:50:02Your Zotkin was sent to pray on desperate men,
0:50:02 > 0:50:04foment them,
0:50:04 > 0:50:06give them the taste of the blood of fatted rulers.
0:50:06 > 0:50:08He would have had them slaughter my sergeant.
0:50:08 > 0:50:10Imagine what meat they'd make of you.
0:50:10 > 0:50:13They will do nothing
0:50:13 > 0:50:18because there is a cloud of death coming for this city
0:50:18 > 0:50:24and they will be the first among thousands to taste its bitter rain.
0:50:24 > 0:50:29The chemical store, where he jumped me - they was unloading Paris Green.
0:50:29 > 0:50:32That's arsenic. He blows that, he's going to poison half the city.
0:50:32 > 0:50:35The game's already over, Reid.
0:50:35 > 0:50:38And you lost!
0:50:38 > 0:50:40Sergeant. Release Mr Volsky.
0:50:43 > 0:50:45Argh!
0:50:46 > 0:50:48You can't do this!
0:50:51 > 0:50:53Reid!
0:50:56 > 0:50:59CROWD JEERS
0:50:59 > 0:51:01Open the gates!
0:51:14 > 0:51:17TICKING
0:51:17 > 0:51:20TICKING GROWS LOUDER
0:51:20 > 0:51:21Shit.
0:51:24 > 0:51:26He's here. Find it, find the bomb!
0:51:36 > 0:51:39TICKING CONTINUES
0:51:47 > 0:51:49JACKSON SCREAMS
0:51:49 > 0:51:50Zotkin!
0:52:00 > 0:52:01Can you defuse them?
0:52:01 > 0:52:03You help him.
0:52:04 > 0:52:06Come on.
0:52:14 > 0:52:17Turn the small one so the clockwork faces towards me.
0:52:17 > 0:52:19Be careful.
0:52:33 > 0:52:36FAINT TICKING CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND
0:52:42 > 0:52:43One down.
0:52:43 > 0:52:46Zotkin! It's over!
0:52:46 > 0:52:50- ECHOING:- Edmund Reid. It's barely begun.
0:52:52 > 0:52:55I doubt that imbecile Constantine will forgive me this time.
0:52:55 > 0:52:58But you're going to let me walk away.
0:53:02 > 0:53:05That's right, Inspector, follow my voice.
0:53:07 > 0:53:08Take this.
0:53:08 > 0:53:11Clamp the black one.
0:53:11 > 0:53:13- This one?- Yeah, steady.
0:53:24 > 0:53:26It's still turning.
0:53:26 > 0:53:28- Put another one in! - I don't have another one.
0:53:31 > 0:53:32- You got a match?- A match?
0:53:32 > 0:53:34Give me a match, goddammit!
0:53:42 > 0:53:44TICKING STOPS
0:53:44 > 0:53:46JACKSON EXHALES HEAVILY
0:53:51 > 0:53:54Neither of us wishes to meet death today, Inspector.
0:53:54 > 0:53:57But only one of us fears her not.
0:53:57 > 0:54:00You will let me walk away.
0:54:00 > 0:54:01Or you will burn with me
0:54:01 > 0:54:06and every tonne of arsenic, mercury, sulphur.
0:54:06 > 0:54:09Our cinders in a poison rainbow over London
0:54:09 > 0:54:12and every drawn breath turned into venom.
0:54:15 > 0:54:17Maybe they were right -
0:54:17 > 0:54:20the anarchists who preach beauty in destruction.
0:54:20 > 0:54:23The beauty of your precious city crippled.
0:54:23 > 0:54:26The beauty of your Jew radicals bearing all blame.
0:54:29 > 0:54:31Dasvidaniya, Inspector.
0:54:31 > 0:54:33- Turniry Teney.- What?
0:54:33 > 0:54:34Beware your shadow.
0:54:42 > 0:54:43Glass jaw.
0:54:48 > 0:54:51Needless to say, the Yard is wholly appreciative of your efforts.
0:54:51 > 0:54:53What about Constantine?
0:54:53 > 0:54:56The man is a disgrace, his days at the Special Branch are over.
0:54:56 > 0:54:59Once he's handed Zotkin back to the Russians.
0:54:59 > 0:55:00Once he's what?
0:55:00 > 0:55:02- Orders have been handed down. - From whom?!
0:55:02 > 0:55:04From the Home Secretary, Reid.
0:55:04 > 0:55:07You're aware of the Empire's issues with Hindustan.
0:55:07 > 0:55:10Some months ago the Russians captured two of our operatives
0:55:10 > 0:55:13along the border. Zotkin will be traded for them.
0:55:13 > 0:55:16This man intended to bomb London. He must stand trial and be sentenced.
0:55:16 > 0:55:20I'd like to see that Russian bastard swing no less than you.
0:55:20 > 0:55:21But it's over, Reid.
0:55:21 > 0:55:23Zotkin returns to his own.
0:55:25 > 0:55:29Without his disruption, the strikers have won the day.
0:55:32 > 0:55:33Let order resume in our city.
0:55:44 > 0:55:46Thanks for your time.
0:55:59 > 0:56:01Miss Goren.
0:56:01 > 0:56:02Inspector.
0:56:04 > 0:56:06SHE SPEAKS IN HEBREW
0:56:16 > 0:56:18I am sorry I could not do more.
0:56:20 > 0:56:22Joshua was right.
0:56:22 > 0:56:25Justice has become a commodity.
0:56:27 > 0:56:30Is this the shadow of what is to be, Inspector?
0:56:32 > 0:56:35My brother used to say,
0:56:35 > 0:56:40"The future belongs to men of reason, not of faith."
0:56:40 > 0:56:42On that I would agree with him.
0:56:42 > 0:56:46Yet there are scholars of the Talmud who tell us
0:56:46 > 0:56:49the day we throw off the shackles of government
0:56:49 > 0:56:52and accept no authority but God's,
0:56:52 > 0:56:54none will hurt or destroy.
0:56:54 > 0:57:00They say we shall have then the true order of universal harmony.
0:57:00 > 0:57:02And you share his belief?
0:57:03 > 0:57:05I'm not a prophet...
0:57:07 > 0:57:08..or a revolutionist.
0:57:08 > 0:57:13I'm a mathematician. And mathematics tells us something different.
0:57:14 > 0:57:18The entropy of the universe tends to a maximum.
0:57:18 > 0:57:21Do you understand?
0:57:21 > 0:57:22A little.
0:57:22 > 0:57:25Disorder, Inspector.
0:57:25 > 0:57:31Everything - from the smallest system to our entire world -
0:57:31 > 0:57:37moves always, irretrievably, from order into chaos.
0:57:39 > 0:57:41And there is nothing to be done about it.
0:57:43 > 0:57:45Do you share that belief?
0:57:48 > 0:57:49No.
0:57:51 > 0:57:53Oh?
0:57:53 > 0:57:56Perhaps you are, after all, a man of faith.
0:58:02 > 0:58:05The next matter to which we attend.
0:58:05 > 0:58:08We find her, there he will be also.
0:58:08 > 0:58:11'Any man other than you would have caused me less trouble.'
0:58:11 > 0:58:13GIRL SCREAMS
0:58:17 > 0:58:19Long day?
0:58:19 > 0:58:21The longest.
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