0:00:02 > 0:00:10This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting
0:00:11 > 0:00:13Now, let's see.
0:00:13 > 0:00:15Yeah, a few of the red ones, please.
0:00:15 > 0:00:17- Special someone, sir? - None more so.
0:00:20 > 0:00:23They say "truest love", red tulips. Did you know that?
0:00:23 > 0:00:24No, I didn't.
0:00:24 > 0:00:27For every bloom a meaning, sir, and every colour too.
0:00:27 > 0:00:29Might the lady care for another?
0:00:29 > 0:00:31Yeah. Yeah, she likes these.
0:00:33 > 0:00:35Love forever lasting.
0:00:37 > 0:00:40Go on, then, let's have a couple of the yellow ones, then I'm off.
0:00:40 > 0:00:42Well, girl? What meaning these?
0:00:45 > 0:00:46Love without hope.
0:00:50 > 0:00:52It's only bloody flowers, innit?
0:01:07 > 0:01:08Rose?
0:01:12 > 0:01:14Rose, girl, what happened?
0:01:22 > 0:01:24You're leaving?
0:01:24 > 0:01:25What else can I do?
0:01:26 > 0:01:30He owns this playhouse, Bennet, but he don't own me.
0:01:30 > 0:01:31Well...
0:01:31 > 0:01:32What'll you do, girl?
0:01:32 > 0:01:35Find honest work somewhere I ain't told to let the boss rut
0:01:35 > 0:01:37and grunt atop me for the privilege of it.
0:01:37 > 0:01:39I just...
0:01:40 > 0:01:43I wanted something better for meself, Bennet.
0:01:43 > 0:01:46Rose, there will be something better, girl.
0:01:46 > 0:01:52I mean, you've more wits and heart about you than anyone I...
0:01:57 > 0:02:00You'll see, things'll work out.
0:02:03 > 0:02:04Things do work out.
0:02:04 > 0:02:07She's a lucky lady, Bennet, your Bella.
0:02:13 > 0:02:14I'd, uh...
0:02:16 > 0:02:18I'd better be on me way.
0:02:27 > 0:02:30I'm sorry, Rose, I am.
0:02:57 > 0:02:59Pardon my lateness, love.
0:02:59 > 0:03:01The inspector needed me...
0:03:02 > 0:03:04Bella?
0:03:07 > 0:03:09Bella?
0:04:25 > 0:04:28You really need me to tell you this wasn't an accident?
0:04:28 > 0:04:30Smells fishy, all right.
0:04:30 > 0:04:31What is that stench?
0:04:31 > 0:04:32It's whale oil.
0:04:32 > 0:04:34This place was torched with whale oil.
0:04:36 > 0:04:39MAN: Oi! It's the bloody Jews!
0:04:39 > 0:04:41Hang a noose round the lot of the kike bastards!
0:04:44 > 0:04:46- Who gave you these, boy? - Some bloke.
0:04:46 > 0:04:48- Paid me to spread 'em. - What "bloke"?
0:04:48 > 0:04:50- I dunno! His face was hid! - How about you leave him
0:04:50 > 0:04:51and chase after the yids what done this?
0:04:51 > 0:04:53You seem pretty sure who lit that match, son.
0:04:53 > 0:04:55Left their mark, plain as day.
0:04:57 > 0:04:59FLIGHT: Is that Hebrew?
0:05:07 > 0:05:09Flight, get a photographer.
0:05:09 > 0:05:10Yes, sir.
0:05:14 > 0:05:16Sergeant.
0:05:16 > 0:05:18I was expecting you at the...
0:05:18 > 0:05:19church.
0:05:20 > 0:05:22It's not like her, sir.
0:05:22 > 0:05:24I know my Bella, she's in trouble, I can feel it.
0:05:25 > 0:05:28I've, er... I've scoured the streets.
0:05:29 > 0:05:30I don't know what else to do.
0:05:32 > 0:05:34You're certain there's no signs of abduction?
0:05:34 > 0:05:38I don't think so. Least, not what I could see.
0:05:38 > 0:05:41Bennet, when you first started courting Bella...
0:05:41 > 0:05:42- (CLEARS THROAT)- ..I had concern...
0:05:42 > 0:05:43Reid.
0:05:45 > 0:05:50- Concern? - Not every wild cat can be tamed.
0:05:50 > 0:05:53- You're wrong about her. - Look, Drake.
0:05:54 > 0:05:56Did you talk to Susan?
0:05:56 > 0:06:00- She's not back on her back!- Only to see if she has any other ideas.
0:06:01 > 0:06:02No!
0:06:02 > 0:06:05Why don't me and you go ask her, huh?
0:06:05 > 0:06:08- REID:- Long Susan threw you out. Are you welcome there?
0:06:08 > 0:06:12About as welcome as your advice on every man's goddamn marriage.
0:06:19 > 0:06:21I just...
0:06:21 > 0:06:24I just need a small sum for lodging, till I find a new playhouse.
0:06:24 > 0:06:27Rose, I've got nothing to give you.
0:06:27 > 0:06:30The music hall remains your best option.
0:06:34 > 0:06:36So I should just...crawl back to Blewett, then, should I?
0:06:36 > 0:06:38Let him take what he wants?
0:06:38 > 0:06:41Doesn't matter how hard we try, does it, girl?
0:06:42 > 0:06:44In the end, we pay with the basest coin of all.
0:06:44 > 0:06:46KNOCK ON DOOR
0:06:48 > 0:06:53Sorry, are we interrupting something? It's about Bella.
0:06:55 > 0:06:58She never spoke of family, friends or anyone
0:06:58 > 0:07:01and I learnt long ago in the running of this house not to pry.
0:07:03 > 0:07:05Well, was there ever a...
0:07:06 > 0:07:08..another...gentleman?
0:07:09 > 0:07:11Before the sergeant, that is.
0:07:12 > 0:07:16Not known to me. Rose?
0:07:16 > 0:07:17Nor me.
0:07:17 > 0:07:20I am sorry, Sergeant. I wish I could tell you more.
0:07:20 > 0:07:25I have matters to attend. You're welcome to finish your tea.
0:07:27 > 0:07:28Susan.
0:07:34 > 0:07:35Susan!
0:07:37 > 0:07:38- Goddamn it! - Don't touch me.
0:07:38 > 0:07:41And do not call again on this house, unannounced.
0:07:41 > 0:07:43Or what? You'll call the police?
0:07:43 > 0:07:45This is my home, Susan!
0:07:51 > 0:07:52This is my home.
0:07:55 > 0:07:57- Bennet... - You keep away from me, girl.
0:07:57 > 0:07:58Bennet, I'm your friend.
0:07:58 > 0:08:00No!
0:08:00 > 0:08:03No, I should've been home.
0:08:03 > 0:08:04Not with you.
0:08:04 > 0:08:07If I'd been home, she wouldn't be gone, would she?
0:08:08 > 0:08:11Nothing good comes from being round you.
0:08:14 > 0:08:15MAN: Get back!
0:08:16 > 0:08:18MAN: It was the Catholics!
0:08:23 > 0:08:25MAN PRAYS IN HEBREW
0:08:49 > 0:08:52What sorrow the Catholics have visited on us, Detective Reid.
0:08:52 > 0:08:55- Inspector. - Mr Bloom.
0:08:55 > 0:08:57A religious war brews in Whitechapel.
0:08:59 > 0:09:02Mrs Goldstone said... you were looking for me.
0:09:02 > 0:09:05I hope someday it is happier circumstances
0:09:05 > 0:09:06that bring me to your door.
0:09:09 > 0:09:13Inspector, save your photographs. I saw the graffito for myself.
0:09:14 > 0:09:17"Shall a trumpet be blown in the city
0:09:17 > 0:09:19"and the people not quake in fear?
0:09:20 > 0:09:25"Shall there be evil in the city, if the Lord has not done it?"
0:09:25 > 0:09:26The Torah?
0:09:27 > 0:09:29Is it your belief that the Jews
0:09:29 > 0:09:32are responsible for the burning of that church?
0:09:32 > 0:09:34Are any so radical in their views known to you?
0:09:36 > 0:09:37A boy was...
0:09:37 > 0:09:39flinging these...
0:09:39 > 0:09:40outside the shul
0:09:40 > 0:09:42- like confetti. - A boy was pamphleteering
0:09:42 > 0:09:44outside the church also.
0:09:44 > 0:09:46Peddling anti-Semitic sentiment.
0:09:46 > 0:09:49A striking coincidence, would you not say?
0:09:49 > 0:09:52A call to Jews for savage retribution.
0:09:52 > 0:09:57"Scorch the Gentiles as before with righteous fire for their desecration."
0:09:57 > 0:09:59HE WHISPERS IN YIDDISH
0:10:00 > 0:10:03He says no member of this shul would write such words,
0:10:03 > 0:10:04nor seek such violence.
0:10:05 > 0:10:07And he is afraid what will befall us.
0:10:07 > 0:10:10I will not allow the fomenting of hatred in this community.
0:10:10 > 0:10:14Inspector...the men of these streets are no brotherhood.
0:10:14 > 0:10:17We are neighbours of circumstance, necessity.
0:10:17 > 0:10:20The fence of tolerance that pens us is frail.
0:10:20 > 0:10:23We are not animals here, Mr Bloom.
0:10:24 > 0:10:26Now that is a radical view.
0:10:41 > 0:10:43Bella?
0:10:48 > 0:10:50Bella? GASPS
0:10:50 > 0:10:51Oh.
0:10:51 > 0:10:54I... Forgive me.
0:10:56 > 0:10:57Forgive me.
0:11:09 > 0:11:13You're welcome to join us, if you like. We saw you sat alone.
0:11:13 > 0:11:14Maggie.
0:11:15 > 0:11:20What I'd like, Maggie, is to be left in peace with my gin.
0:11:21 > 0:11:22I didn't mean...
0:11:24 > 0:11:27I just thought you... Was a time not long past
0:11:27 > 0:11:31I was needful of friends and was lucky to find some, is all.
0:11:32 > 0:11:34I'll leave you be.
0:11:44 > 0:11:47Evening, pretty one. Tug us off?
0:11:47 > 0:11:48I'll rip it off!
0:11:49 > 0:11:50LAUGHTER
0:11:59 > 0:12:01Hello!
0:12:07 > 0:12:08Bella.
0:12:08 > 0:12:09Where have you...?
0:12:09 > 0:12:12Bennet, this is Gabriel.
0:12:12 > 0:12:14- Who?! - My uncle.
0:12:14 > 0:12:16Your uncle?!
0:12:16 > 0:12:17Gabriel Kane.
0:12:17 > 0:12:18I...
0:12:21 > 0:12:23Where were you?
0:12:23 > 0:12:25- I've been out of my mind, girl! - I left a note.
0:12:26 > 0:12:28A note?
0:12:30 > 0:12:32No, this...
0:12:33 > 0:12:35I swear it wasn't there.
0:12:35 > 0:12:37Bella, I've been searching all over. I thought...
0:12:37 > 0:12:39I'm so sorry.
0:12:39 > 0:12:41The apology should be mine, Mr Drake.
0:12:41 > 0:12:45My visit was unannounced and I brought with me the worst of news.
0:12:48 > 0:12:50My daughter, sir.
0:12:50 > 0:12:51Lily.
0:12:53 > 0:12:56For some months the typhus had clawed at her.
0:12:59 > 0:13:03Lily had uttered many times a wish to see once more the sweet face of whom she,
0:13:03 > 0:13:07in happier times, had cherished, dear as a sister.
0:13:12 > 0:13:15When, by chance, Bella's whereabouts became known to me,
0:13:15 > 0:13:17I came without a second thought
0:13:17 > 0:13:22and, in no less haste, Bella rushed to spend the night by Lily's side.
0:13:25 > 0:13:26Did she...?
0:13:26 > 0:13:27She passed, sir.
0:13:29 > 0:13:30Before sunrise.
0:13:30 > 0:13:31I am sorry.
0:13:33 > 0:13:37Bella never spoke of any family. May I ask of Lily's mother?
0:13:37 > 0:13:40The sun does not rise upon a single day without my yearning for her.
0:13:42 > 0:13:43This meal is delicious, my dear.
0:13:44 > 0:13:47I feel blessed to be in your home.
0:13:48 > 0:13:51There is no tie that binds more than family.
0:13:51 > 0:13:52Do you not agree, Mr Drake?
0:13:54 > 0:13:58Oh, I, er... I never knew much of family. Until Bella.
0:14:03 > 0:14:07She tells me you took the queen's shilling. Egypt, was it?
0:14:07 > 0:14:09For a time. You?
0:14:09 > 0:14:11No such privilege, sir.
0:14:11 > 0:14:15My travel was undertaken not for queen and country, but for study.
0:14:15 > 0:14:19I travelled through Sinai en route to Persia, Bengal.
0:14:21 > 0:14:22The study of what?
0:14:23 > 0:14:25All kinds.
0:14:26 > 0:14:29Exploration, anthropology.
0:14:30 > 0:14:32A seeking, you might say.
0:14:34 > 0:14:35Seeking of?
0:14:37 > 0:14:38Truth.
0:14:46 > 0:14:49I stayed for a time at a shelter for women, but...
0:14:49 > 0:14:53These streets deal a poor hand to men and women alike.
0:14:53 > 0:14:55We're sisters and brothers here.
0:14:58 > 0:14:59All of you live here?
0:14:59 > 0:15:02And plenty more besides.
0:15:02 > 0:15:08They'll demolish all this soon enough for roads or trains or factories
0:15:08 > 0:15:10but until these bricks are rubble,
0:15:10 > 0:15:14any who come needful of shelter or friendship can find both.
0:15:15 > 0:15:17MURMUR OF CONVERSATION
0:15:18 > 0:15:20CLINKING OF PLATES
0:15:20 > 0:15:21LAUGHTER
0:15:36 > 0:15:38- There's soup, if you're hungry. - Oh...
0:15:38 > 0:15:40I have new friends too.
0:15:40 > 0:15:43Father will be happy with you.
0:15:43 > 0:15:46- Samuel, this is Rose. - How do, Rose.
0:15:46 > 0:15:50Samuel is one of Father's finest students.
0:15:50 > 0:15:52You did well last night.
0:15:52 > 0:15:56"Thou brakest the head of leviathan in pieces, gavest to his people
0:15:56 > 0:15:58"inhabiting the wilderness."
0:15:59 > 0:16:02Excuse me, Rose. I am requested.
0:16:05 > 0:16:07KNOCKS ON DOOR
0:16:09 > 0:16:11What's in there?
0:16:11 > 0:16:13That's Father's chamber.
0:16:14 > 0:16:15Who is this Father?
0:16:16 > 0:16:19He found this place for us. Made us a family.
0:16:19 > 0:16:20You'll meet him tomorrow.
0:16:20 > 0:16:23A bed for the night, Maggie. That's all.
0:16:23 > 0:16:26Come the morning, I make my own way.
0:16:26 > 0:16:29I can't make you trust us, Rose.
0:16:29 > 0:16:31But I can tell you that each soul here,
0:16:31 > 0:16:34when first they came, had reason never to trust again.
0:16:34 > 0:16:37Rest. You will not be troubled.
0:16:58 > 0:16:59Bennet.
0:17:02 > 0:17:04Bella...
0:17:09 > 0:17:10Bella, I thought you'd...
0:17:13 > 0:17:15That note. It wasn't there.
0:17:15 > 0:17:16It was there, Bennet.
0:17:16 > 0:17:17- I swear. - It was there.
0:17:20 > 0:17:24You never once spoke of them. Gabriel. Lily. Anyone.
0:17:26 > 0:17:28It felt like they were in another life.
0:17:32 > 0:17:33I'm sorry.
0:17:35 > 0:17:38I'm so sorry.
0:17:38 > 0:17:39No, that's all right. It's all right, my love.
0:18:27 > 0:18:30This entire day can kiss my holiest of holies.
0:18:32 > 0:18:34Home. You with me?
0:18:34 > 0:18:36It's not your home, man, it's mine.
0:18:36 > 0:18:39Look at these, will you? Do they not strike you similar?
0:18:39 > 0:18:41Reid, listen to me.
0:18:43 > 0:18:45First, I'm gonna drink this.
0:18:45 > 0:18:47Then I'm gonna throw up.
0:18:47 > 0:18:50And then...I'm gonna drink this.
0:18:50 > 0:18:52And then I'm gonna pass out.
0:18:52 > 0:18:56Now, you wanna make use of my brain, do it now.
0:18:56 > 0:18:58I know a thing or two about bone setting.
0:18:58 > 0:19:00But you're shit outta luck when it comes to typesetting.
0:19:02 > 0:19:05And on that, I bid...adieu.
0:19:29 > 0:19:32BEST: Panic in the air, streets on the brink. Just like the good old days.
0:19:32 > 0:19:33- REID:- And now this.
0:19:33 > 0:19:36Circulating on Underwood Street this morning.
0:19:37 > 0:19:40Yeah. Heard St Anne's Church took a pasting the like of the synagogue.
0:19:40 > 0:19:43Whoever sets Jews against Gentiles will do the same for the Irish.
0:19:43 > 0:19:46The pamphlets. Did they come off the same press?
0:19:46 > 0:19:49You must have me confused with the psychical two doors down.
0:19:49 > 0:19:52If you wish my torch of truth to illumine the holy mysteries
0:19:52 > 0:19:56of ink and type, quid pro quo, Inspector.
0:19:56 > 0:19:58That's foreign, chum.
0:19:58 > 0:20:01You must have an ear for it. Me old china.
0:20:01 > 0:20:03A church burns on our doorstep, man!
0:20:03 > 0:20:06This is no penny dreadful to be eked out over your grubby pages.
0:20:11 > 0:20:15You came up through the print-works, did you not?
0:20:15 > 0:20:18An ink-streaked urchin, giddy with hot lead
0:20:18 > 0:20:21and hungry to one day rule the Fourth Estate.
0:20:21 > 0:20:25Truly, William Stead must quake at your rivalry.
0:20:25 > 0:20:27"Quid pro quo"?
0:20:29 > 0:20:35You seem to labour under the belief that we have some "arrangement".
0:20:35 > 0:20:38A symbiosis, as the biologists would say.
0:20:38 > 0:20:42But there is no biologist yet that has a name for what you are.
0:20:44 > 0:20:45Come, Sergeant.
0:20:45 > 0:20:48We need the opinion of a professional, not a muck-shoveller.
0:20:48 > 0:20:49Wait.
0:21:00 > 0:21:01Right, see this.
0:21:02 > 0:21:03The smudge?
0:21:03 > 0:21:05We call it a slur.
0:21:06 > 0:21:08See, some of these are printed fine enough, but every few,
0:21:08 > 0:21:10- a slur. - Meaning?
0:21:11 > 0:21:13Looks like they were printed on an Albion.
0:21:13 > 0:21:16Lovely old press, but a bugger with the trems.
0:21:16 > 0:21:18- It's vibrations. - From?
0:21:18 > 0:21:21Door slam, floor thump, anything that would make the room shake.
0:21:21 > 0:21:23Christ, you could fart, it would make the platen do a judder.
0:21:23 > 0:21:26These slurs. They're regular.
0:21:26 > 0:21:27Same disturbance each time.
0:21:27 > 0:21:31Then go look for a clockwork flatulent. Look, I've work to do, gentlemen.
0:21:34 > 0:21:35Sergeant, I, er...
0:21:37 > 0:21:40Bennet, I... Forgive me...
0:21:41 > 0:21:43I am happy for you she's home safe.
0:21:47 > 0:21:50I hope some day... I'm able to say to you likewise.
0:21:53 > 0:21:55CARRIAGE RUMBLES
0:21:59 > 0:22:02Trains. Could it be the trains?
0:22:02 > 0:22:04Years back I lived in a place by the tracks.
0:22:04 > 0:22:08Room shook like an earthquake every half-hour.
0:22:08 > 0:22:10Can you determine if these pamphlets were printed using the same ink?
0:22:10 > 0:22:13- Like Friedlieb Runge does. - Friedlieb who?
0:22:13 > 0:22:16Runge. I saw a lecture about his experiments with dye.
0:22:16 > 0:22:18Colour patterns.
0:22:18 > 0:22:20- Those wily cabbage-eaters. - Is it possible?
0:22:20 > 0:22:23Yeah, in theory, I guess, sure. But what would be the point?
0:22:23 > 0:22:27There are maybe seven or eight brands of ink vended wholesale to printers.
0:22:27 > 0:22:30So, even if you found the match, Reid...
0:22:30 > 0:22:31Yes, the field remains wide.
0:22:31 > 0:22:34But how many print-shops who purchase this type of ink
0:22:34 > 0:22:36are situated near enough to rail tracks for this slur?
0:22:43 > 0:22:46It's lucky for you I'm a gambling man, Reid. Send Flight shopping.
0:22:46 > 0:22:48I need samples.
0:23:11 > 0:23:14Here's your ink, right here. No doubt about it. Compounds.
0:23:14 > 0:23:16- You see? - Precisely the same.
0:23:16 > 0:23:17Heylin's Black Empire, number 4.
0:23:17 > 0:23:19Who uses that?
0:23:19 > 0:23:23There's one, um...two printers that buy it, near enough tracks.
0:23:23 > 0:23:25But this one, it's right on the London & Blackwall, sir.
0:23:25 > 0:23:26Get me a hansom!
0:23:27 > 0:23:29Gaddis!
0:23:34 > 0:23:37Here's the Albion, sir.
0:23:46 > 0:23:48Whale oil?
0:23:51 > 0:23:54HEAVY BREATHING
0:23:58 > 0:23:59Samuel Gaddis.
0:24:02 > 0:24:04Gaddis...
0:24:04 > 0:24:06Was it you...alone?
0:24:06 > 0:24:09TRAIN RUMBLES
0:24:09 > 0:24:11Father.
0:24:34 > 0:24:37Why? To what end spread such hate?
0:24:37 > 0:24:38We got him, leastwise.
0:24:47 > 0:24:49KNOCK ON DOOR
0:24:49 > 0:24:50DOOR OPENS
0:24:50 > 0:24:52Oh, you're still here.
0:24:54 > 0:24:57I started reading and...
0:24:57 > 0:25:00That's Father's. He's written so many. What did you think?
0:25:00 > 0:25:02Do you believe all this, Maggie?
0:25:02 > 0:25:05That there's some better world to come?
0:25:05 > 0:25:07There is, Rose.
0:25:07 > 0:25:09I've seen it.
0:25:09 > 0:25:11I couldn't to begin with, of course.
0:25:11 > 0:25:14I... I had my doubts, as you do.
0:25:14 > 0:25:16But Father helped me to see.
0:25:17 > 0:25:21And the truth, when at last we glimpse it, can be so bright, it dazzles.
0:25:22 > 0:25:26Stay a little. Meet Father. He'll help you understand.
0:25:26 > 0:25:27I don't think so, Maggie.
0:25:29 > 0:25:33Thank you for your kindness, but...I'll make my way.
0:25:34 > 0:25:35Forgive me.
0:25:35 > 0:25:37You must be hungry.
0:25:38 > 0:25:39You're a kind soul, Maggie.
0:25:42 > 0:25:43That's what Father says.
0:25:45 > 0:25:47I do so wish you would stay to meet him.
0:26:02 > 0:26:04SHE GASPS
0:26:04 > 0:26:05Father, I cannot.
0:26:08 > 0:26:10The years without you have passed as centuries.
0:26:10 > 0:26:13Fate has brought you back to me.
0:26:13 > 0:26:16Now you must renounce your adultery with this man Bennet.
0:26:16 > 0:26:18What matter it was one night or two years past
0:26:18 > 0:26:20when the hurt remains afire?
0:26:20 > 0:26:24- He is a good man.- And I would not have you lie to him.
0:26:25 > 0:26:27I love him!
0:26:27 > 0:26:28And I love you.
0:26:28 > 0:26:30I love Bennet.
0:26:30 > 0:26:32Then bring him to us.
0:26:32 > 0:26:35I have waited for you.
0:26:37 > 0:26:39As did Lily.
0:26:41 > 0:26:43She howled for you...
0:26:43 > 0:26:44Gabriel, don't!
0:26:44 > 0:26:46If you'd stayed...
0:26:47 > 0:26:49..she'd have found the will to fight the illness.
0:26:49 > 0:26:50I had to leave.
0:26:53 > 0:26:54I was a child myself.
0:26:54 > 0:26:56But you're a child no longer.
0:26:58 > 0:27:01INDISTINCT VOICES PRAY
0:27:07 > 0:27:10Do you not think your Bennet...
0:27:10 > 0:27:12who has seen, just as I...
0:27:14 > 0:27:15..the vicious face of Man...
0:27:19 > 0:27:20..who has waded in the blood...
0:27:22 > 0:27:25..who this very day takes desperate threadbare broom
0:27:25 > 0:27:27to the filth of the streets...
0:27:30 > 0:27:33Do you not think such a man would understand our work here?
0:27:36 > 0:27:39I would not have you leave him to the sordid vanity of this world.
0:27:43 > 0:27:45If you love him, my Bella...
0:27:47 > 0:27:48..save him.
0:27:58 > 0:27:59DOOR CREAKS
0:28:01 > 0:28:02GASPS
0:28:05 > 0:28:07Philip! Maggie!
0:28:19 > 0:28:20You go round.
0:28:27 > 0:28:32Rose? You're safe with us. FLY BUZZES
0:28:32 > 0:28:33Rose!
0:28:45 > 0:28:46Save him.
0:28:48 > 0:28:51This book, The Golden Bough,
0:28:51 > 0:28:54it's extraordinary how he picks together the common thread of...
0:28:54 > 0:28:57religion and mythology, folklore.
0:28:57 > 0:29:00God's a fairy tale. This is news?
0:29:01 > 0:29:05- His thesis is somewhat more intricate.- Thesis?
0:29:06 > 0:29:11Man'll pin up any rag he can to veil himself from the naked truth.
0:29:11 > 0:29:12There's a thesis.
0:29:13 > 0:29:15The naked truth being...?
0:29:17 > 0:29:19That we're born alone, we die alone,
0:29:19 > 0:29:23and not one thing in-between makes a jot of goddamn sense.
0:29:25 > 0:29:26Pray with me.
0:29:33 > 0:29:35Say, Reid...
0:29:36 > 0:29:38This whole rumpus with Drake's old lady.
0:29:38 > 0:29:41You really buy that long lost uncle thing?
0:29:41 > 0:29:43Not especially.
0:29:43 > 0:29:45- No. - Question is, does Sergeant Drake?
0:29:45 > 0:29:47Good luck broaching that subject.
0:29:48 > 0:29:50You think him a cuckold?
0:29:50 > 0:29:51Love.
0:29:51 > 0:29:54Love someone, you gotta trust them.
0:29:54 > 0:29:56Love. All of it. That's just an act of faith.
0:29:56 > 0:29:58If you don't got that, what's left?
0:30:00 > 0:30:03You're saying he should demand to know the truth.
0:30:03 > 0:30:06I'm saying I got a feeling for why he hasn't.
0:30:10 > 0:30:11Man'll pin up any old rag.
0:30:21 > 0:30:23CLATTER SHE INHALES SHARPLY
0:30:24 > 0:30:26You're hurt.
0:30:27 > 0:30:28You hurt yourself.
0:30:32 > 0:30:34There's a bit of blood, but it's not too deep.
0:30:34 > 0:30:35KNOCK ON DOOR
0:30:37 > 0:30:40Er, just hold that tight.
0:30:43 > 0:30:45I was passing.
0:30:59 > 0:31:01No.
0:31:01 > 0:31:03What is it, girl?
0:31:03 > 0:31:05Not yet, Gabriel.
0:31:05 > 0:31:06No more lies.
0:31:06 > 0:31:08Not now! Get out!
0:31:08 > 0:31:09Explain yourselves!
0:31:09 > 0:31:11Is that not a wifely duty?
0:31:13 > 0:31:14Who are you?
0:31:14 > 0:31:16Will you have at me with your billy club?
0:31:16 > 0:31:19Bennet, no! Leave him be, I beg you. I'll explain.
0:31:19 > 0:31:20I beg you. Just go!
0:31:22 > 0:31:25Whoever you are, you bring strife at your back.
0:31:27 > 0:31:30Now hear me good - you come near her again,
0:31:30 > 0:31:31you'll wish it was a billy club.
0:31:33 > 0:31:36Now, get out of our home. Go!
0:31:42 > 0:31:43DOOR SHUTS
0:31:50 > 0:31:52I lay all my love at your door, Bella.
0:31:55 > 0:31:59There is no burden you can share that I would not shoulder beside you.
0:32:03 > 0:32:05So, please...
0:32:05 > 0:32:07just tell me.
0:32:07 > 0:32:08Who is he?
0:32:10 > 0:32:11Eh?
0:32:13 > 0:32:14Was he your...?
0:32:17 > 0:32:20Did you...work for him?
0:32:25 > 0:32:29Do you wonder, Bennet... what turn life might have taken
0:32:29 > 0:32:31if you'd done things different?
0:32:32 > 0:32:33What things, girl?
0:32:33 > 0:32:35A left when you went right.
0:32:35 > 0:32:37A yes when you said no, anything.
0:32:41 > 0:32:44If you'd wed Rose in my place, for instance.
0:32:46 > 0:32:48Do you think she'd have made you happier?
0:32:50 > 0:32:54There is no man in this world has ever known the happiness
0:32:54 > 0:32:56- you have brought me, Bella. - But do you wonder?
0:32:57 > 0:32:59No, girl.
0:32:59 > 0:33:01Rose is...
0:33:02 > 0:33:03She was...
0:33:05 > 0:33:07W...
0:33:07 > 0:33:10I don't want to talk about Rose. I want to talk about Gabriel.
0:33:11 > 0:33:13I think she'd have made you happier, Bennet.
0:33:13 > 0:33:15Jesus!
0:33:19 > 0:33:21At least she never kept secrets from me.
0:33:31 > 0:33:33DOOR OPENS
0:33:35 > 0:33:37He was about to set flame to the English Martyrs.
0:33:37 > 0:33:40The church full for service.
0:33:40 > 0:33:43A constable was passing, saw him ready bottles of whale oil outside.
0:33:43 > 0:33:45Made for him.
0:33:45 > 0:33:48At which he doused himself, lit a match.
0:33:49 > 0:33:50Goddamn it!
0:33:50 > 0:33:56The constable said he was in the grip of some...rapture.
0:33:56 > 0:34:00Incanting, ecstatic amid the fire. Just as Gaddis did.
0:34:00 > 0:34:06These...fanatics would have Whitechapel torn apart.
0:34:06 > 0:34:07Who are they?
0:34:09 > 0:34:10Sergeant?
0:34:12 > 0:34:14Forgive me, Inspector, I, um...
0:34:20 > 0:34:21Mrs Drake?
0:34:24 > 0:34:25Take the day, Bennet.
0:34:27 > 0:34:29There is work to be done, sir.
0:34:29 > 0:34:31And there are sometimes matters more needful besides.
0:34:31 > 0:34:33I learned as much too late and to my own cost.
0:34:33 > 0:34:35Go to her.
0:34:36 > 0:34:37Thank you, sir.
0:34:51 > 0:34:52Find something, man.
0:34:54 > 0:34:57Your brother Jacob gave himself this morning unto the flame.
0:34:58 > 0:35:00Leapt forth,
0:35:00 > 0:35:04wings spread, as did Samuel Gaddis before him.
0:35:04 > 0:35:07They did so with neither fear nor sorrow,
0:35:07 > 0:35:11for they knew to which bright and fabulous place they would soar.
0:35:11 > 0:35:15But, Father, Jacob was stopped before...
0:35:15 > 0:35:18Do not think him failed in his purpose.
0:35:18 > 0:35:22Jacob brought this day a clarion to their door.
0:35:22 > 0:35:26It is from love we seek to stir the lost flocks of this city,
0:35:26 > 0:35:30rouse them from their drone-lives of prayer in false temples.
0:35:30 > 0:35:34It is from love we set tribe against tribe.
0:35:35 > 0:35:39Only to teach them what hate is bred from their dung-hill idolatries.
0:35:39 > 0:35:42And by the light of your steps,
0:35:42 > 0:35:44those lost flocks will soon follow.
0:35:45 > 0:35:47And by your love...
0:35:50 > 0:35:53..you will show them the meaning of Faith.
0:35:54 > 0:35:56Bennet!
0:35:56 > 0:35:59Oh, thank Christ. I was coming to find you.
0:35:59 > 0:36:01- Not now, girl. - I saw her, Bennet...
0:36:01 > 0:36:03Bella, with a man.
0:36:03 > 0:36:04What man?
0:36:04 > 0:36:06They...
0:36:06 > 0:36:07They called him Father,
0:36:07 > 0:36:09but what I saw, it...
0:36:11 > 0:36:12I wouldn't lie to you, Bennet!
0:36:12 > 0:36:15- Shut up, girl!- I can't bear to see her cuckold you.
0:36:18 > 0:36:19Rose, I...
0:36:22 > 0:36:24Rose!
0:36:34 > 0:36:36Vigilantes, Inspector.
0:36:36 > 0:36:41Protecting themselves from the "Hebrew menace".
0:36:42 > 0:36:43Come.
0:36:47 > 0:36:50There is some kabbalah...here.
0:36:50 > 0:36:53The rest I cannot read,
0:36:53 > 0:36:55but I can tell you it is the script of John Dee.
0:36:57 > 0:36:59Dee? The mathematician?
0:36:59 > 0:37:00Mathematician, yes.
0:37:00 > 0:37:04But alchemist also and astrologer to the court of Queen Elizabeth.
0:37:04 > 0:37:05A keen student of the occult who came to believe
0:37:05 > 0:37:08he was conversing with angels of apocalypse.
0:37:08 > 0:37:11- This was their language.- I need to know who studies this.
0:37:11 > 0:37:14Inspector, there are many scholars of such material.
0:37:14 > 0:37:15And their number grows.
0:37:16 > 0:37:20With its every triumph of discovery, the Age takes hammer
0:37:20 > 0:37:22and chisel to Man's pillars.
0:37:22 > 0:37:24Is it so surprising there are those in need of new pillars?
0:37:24 > 0:37:28No, not surprising, Mr Bloom.
0:37:28 > 0:37:29Dismaying.
0:37:29 > 0:37:32And I would not have thought you so accommodating of hocus-pocus.
0:37:32 > 0:37:34Of course.
0:37:34 > 0:37:38What use the folly of God to the rational mind?
0:37:38 > 0:37:42You are for Progress, Science, Truth.
0:37:42 > 0:37:44- And you are not? - Oh, I am...
0:37:44 > 0:37:47rational, Inspector.
0:37:47 > 0:37:52And I hear, every day, men such as yourself, who would have us believe
0:37:52 > 0:37:56our journey to Truth will set us free.
0:37:57 > 0:38:02But Man has no more desire for Truth than a dung beetle.
0:38:03 > 0:38:08Like any animal, he desires meat and sex.
0:38:08 > 0:38:11And like any animal who feels himself caged by what is...
0:38:11 > 0:38:15he will yearn for anything that lies beyond the bars.
0:38:15 > 0:38:18Dee called it magic. You call it progress.
0:38:19 > 0:38:22- You are a cynic. - I am a scientist.
0:38:22 > 0:38:24The only thing as irrational as faith in God
0:38:24 > 0:38:26is faith in Man.
0:38:26 > 0:38:29The printer who made these said his last prayer
0:38:29 > 0:38:31and cut his own throat open in front of me.
0:38:31 > 0:38:34I must know which "scholars" have taken such leave of their reason.
0:38:34 > 0:38:38- A printer? By what name? - Name of Gaddis. Samuel Gaddis.
0:38:39 > 0:38:42Inspector...are you familiar with the Order of the Golden Dawn?
0:38:56 > 0:39:00Welcome to Isis-Urania.
0:39:00 > 0:39:01Jemima Swann.
0:39:03 > 0:39:05And you are...
0:39:05 > 0:39:06a policeman.
0:39:06 > 0:39:08I am Inspector Reid.
0:39:08 > 0:39:12- And I need to know about Samuel Gaddis.- You interrupt my study, Mr Reid.
0:39:12 > 0:39:15If your business here concerns Mr Gaddis...
0:39:15 > 0:39:20Samuel Gaddis is dead, Miss Swann. And my business concerns...this.
0:39:29 > 0:39:30This is not his own work.
0:39:30 > 0:39:31Then whose?
0:39:31 > 0:39:33Gaddis was...
0:39:33 > 0:39:36He was the disciple of a great adept,
0:39:36 > 0:39:37a man named Gabriel Cain.
0:39:37 > 0:39:39Where is Cain?
0:39:39 > 0:39:42He too left, but this is his work, I'm sure of it.
0:39:42 > 0:39:44Then help me find him.
0:39:44 > 0:39:46He disappeared.
0:39:46 > 0:39:48He was the finest scholar I've known.
0:39:48 > 0:39:52He travelled further, read wider, thought deeper than any other.
0:39:52 > 0:39:56But he saw only a world drenched in its own cruelty.
0:39:56 > 0:40:00He came to believe that a great cataclysm drew close,
0:40:00 > 0:40:01fit for such corruption.
0:40:06 > 0:40:11Kalki. Destroyer of Foulness astride his white horse,
0:40:11 > 0:40:14sword of fire to cleave all darkness.
0:40:15 > 0:40:16Gabriel believed...
0:40:16 > 0:40:19he was the sword of fire.
0:40:19 > 0:40:20Is he insane?
0:40:20 > 0:40:23He is a man of faith, not madness, and that is why people follow him.
0:40:23 > 0:40:25And did you?
0:40:25 > 0:40:28Inspector, I expelled him from this Temple,
0:40:28 > 0:40:31- but a circle formed around him. - Gaddis.
0:40:31 > 0:40:37First among those who believed Gabriel was their shepherd to the future.
0:40:38 > 0:40:39And this.
0:40:40 > 0:40:44A clarion. Gabriel's own testament.
0:40:44 > 0:40:46He spoke of leading his followers from this world.
0:40:46 > 0:40:49And he is preparing to do so.
0:40:49 > 0:40:50What does that mean? Is he going to kill them?
0:40:50 > 0:40:52No, Inspector.
0:40:52 > 0:40:59They will kill themselves...in their numbers, in pure exaltation.
0:40:59 > 0:41:03There, at the founding of Isis-Urania.
0:41:03 > 0:41:04It is the only likeness of him.
0:41:07 > 0:41:08This girl...
0:41:08 > 0:41:10She was his holy queen.
0:41:10 > 0:41:12Her name?
0:41:12 > 0:41:14He named her Bella.
0:41:18 > 0:41:20She is with child.
0:41:23 > 0:41:24Inspector...
0:41:55 > 0:41:59I cannot, Gabriel. I will not bring him to you.
0:41:59 > 0:42:02Please...leave us be.
0:42:12 > 0:42:13Please come in, Mr Drake.
0:42:19 > 0:42:21Your love for him is not real, Bella.
0:42:21 > 0:42:22It is.
0:42:22 > 0:42:24No, it is not!
0:42:25 > 0:42:27For me, your love is real.
0:42:29 > 0:42:31For him, there is nothing.
0:42:31 > 0:42:34THEY RECITE PRAYER
0:42:39 > 0:42:41Who are you?
0:42:42 > 0:42:43Where's my Bella?
0:42:45 > 0:42:46Come...
0:42:52 > 0:42:53What is this place?
0:43:04 > 0:43:09You see? It is destiny. He has come without you having to bring him.
0:43:13 > 0:43:14Bella, what...?
0:43:16 > 0:43:18Who is he?
0:43:18 > 0:43:19Her teacher.
0:43:19 > 0:43:22Her saviour.
0:43:22 > 0:43:23And father of her child.
0:43:28 > 0:43:29She died, Bennet.
0:43:31 > 0:43:33Her name was Lily.
0:43:34 > 0:43:36I left...
0:43:36 > 0:43:38- I left her... - She died for want of her mother.
0:43:42 > 0:43:43No...
0:43:44 > 0:43:45Bella.
0:43:45 > 0:43:49Bella wishes you, as do I... to join us here.
0:43:51 > 0:43:54Let our Holy Family welcome you
0:43:54 > 0:43:57and save you from a world you know to be black in heart
0:43:57 > 0:43:59and red in claw.
0:44:07 > 0:44:09Bennet, no!
0:44:16 > 0:44:18Bennet!
0:44:19 > 0:44:21It's Edmund.
0:44:25 > 0:44:27Bennet!
0:44:27 > 0:44:28Jesus!
0:44:28 > 0:44:30Drake.
0:44:31 > 0:44:33You have anything?
0:44:33 > 0:44:34Oh, maybe.
0:44:36 > 0:44:38I found this in his gut.
0:44:39 > 0:44:41Peyote.
0:44:42 > 0:44:46Back home, the Indians use it to commune with the spirit world.
0:44:46 > 0:44:48Sort of a...religious rite.
0:44:48 > 0:44:51I've heard of it - hallucinations, trance states.
0:44:51 > 0:44:54Yeah. That would account for the raptures of Barbecue Bill here.
0:44:54 > 0:44:57Hardly a common narcotic on these streets, though. Where would one obtain it?
0:44:57 > 0:44:58In London? Believe me, I wish I knew.
0:44:58 > 0:45:00It's from a cactus, is it not?
0:45:00 > 0:45:04Lophophora williamsii. Cut from the crown and dried out.
0:45:04 > 0:45:07There is an abundance of horticulturalists and flower-sellers in this city,
0:45:07 > 0:45:09but how many of them do you suppose
0:45:09 > 0:45:12sell exotic cacti from the American desert?
0:45:12 > 0:45:13Flight!
0:45:35 > 0:45:37HE GASPS
0:45:45 > 0:45:49This is my body, which is broken for you.
0:46:06 > 0:46:08If you do not,
0:46:08 > 0:46:11I will have Philip break his jaw and smash out every tooth.
0:46:21 > 0:46:25You will wake, and we will be together.
0:46:37 > 0:46:39HE GROANS
0:46:44 > 0:46:48What lies before us...take it not for mere play.
0:46:48 > 0:46:50Through its array breathe the angels themselves.
0:46:53 > 0:46:54You know them, don't you, Bennet?
0:46:54 > 0:46:57Especially your goddess of war.
0:46:58 > 0:47:01This form of chess was born in India,
0:47:01 > 0:47:03centuries past.
0:47:03 > 0:47:08There is a belief amongst the Hindus that the world is in its final era.
0:47:08 > 0:47:09An age of vice,
0:47:09 > 0:47:11degeneracy,
0:47:11 > 0:47:12avarice.
0:47:12 > 0:47:16But, day by day, the gyres spin apart - Samhara draws close,
0:47:16 > 0:47:18bright dawn devouring every shadow.
0:47:27 > 0:47:30Look not upon her with the name of another on your lips.
0:47:30 > 0:47:31Your Rose.
0:47:31 > 0:47:34Of course Bella told me.
0:47:34 > 0:47:37I know all of it. Now I shall bring your Rose to you
0:47:37 > 0:47:40and, together, you can enter the next life.
0:47:40 > 0:47:42And you shall enter it on wings of light
0:47:42 > 0:47:48and know at last that you have come home to a world stronger and more loving
0:47:48 > 0:47:49than any you could dream.
0:48:02 > 0:48:03GLASS SMASHES Ooh!
0:48:07 > 0:48:09All right, Rose?
0:48:15 > 0:48:17Do what you want.
0:48:17 > 0:48:19Come on, Rose.
0:48:32 > 0:48:33Bennet?
0:48:34 > 0:48:36Bennet?
0:48:37 > 0:48:38Forgive me.
0:48:41 > 0:48:43Forgive me.
0:48:45 > 0:48:47It is Rose.
0:48:47 > 0:48:48It's your Rose.
0:48:48 > 0:48:52- Rose. - Shh.
0:48:52 > 0:48:54- Forgive me. - Shh.
0:48:56 > 0:48:59Cummings Horticulture. Purchase orders for Lophophora williamsii.
0:48:59 > 0:49:01All these orders...the same address.
0:49:03 > 0:49:05I'll get a Maria.
0:49:05 > 0:49:07Wait. This...
0:49:07 > 0:49:09The same purchase - Atropa belladonna.
0:49:09 > 0:49:12Belladonna? They've bought nightshade.
0:49:12 > 0:49:14That's how they're gonna kill themselves.
0:49:14 > 0:49:16They're gonna drink goddamn poison.
0:49:21 > 0:49:22They brew that up, every single one of them's dead
0:49:22 > 0:49:25within a half-hour. There's some things I need.
0:49:25 > 0:49:26Hurry, man!
0:49:29 > 0:49:32"When flowers will be begot within flowers,
0:49:32 > 0:49:34"then will the Yuga come to its end."
0:49:54 > 0:49:58As foretold, the hour of reckoning is upon us.
0:49:58 > 0:50:00Where you ascend to this day,
0:50:00 > 0:50:05know that your brothers, sisters and Father follow.
0:50:08 > 0:50:10To take this glittering cup
0:50:10 > 0:50:14is to split asunder the chains of this world.
0:50:16 > 0:50:20When my daughter took her brave steps into the light...
0:50:20 > 0:50:22I understood at last
0:50:22 > 0:50:25that I was but an instrument of that light.
0:50:25 > 0:50:29It beamed from a world which called upon all those with faith and wisdom
0:50:29 > 0:50:31to give themselves unto it.
0:50:45 > 0:50:49As the butterfly casts off its husk to soar,
0:50:49 > 0:50:52shall you leave forever this land of the dead.
0:50:58 > 0:51:02MAGGIE: It is time. You shall be reunited with your love.
0:51:02 > 0:51:03Where's Bennet?
0:51:03 > 0:51:07With his brothers and sisters. They're so blessed, Rose.
0:51:07 > 0:51:11As will you be...tonight.
0:51:11 > 0:51:14Gabriel's light will flood inside of you.
0:51:32 > 0:51:33Drake!
0:51:34 > 0:51:37Cain! Show yourself!
0:51:40 > 0:51:43- Cain... - It is as I foretold.
0:51:43 > 0:51:45Witness a miracle, sir.
0:51:46 > 0:51:48I am saving them.
0:51:48 > 0:51:51Behold a simple man embrace his rapture.
0:52:04 > 0:52:07He drank his fill ten minutes ago.
0:52:07 > 0:52:08No!
0:52:16 > 0:52:18Get her away from him!
0:52:23 > 0:52:24Calabar extract for anyone who drank.
0:52:28 > 0:52:30You hold his head to the right.
0:52:31 > 0:52:33Open up, Sarge.
0:52:33 > 0:52:34Please, no...
0:52:54 > 0:52:56- Forgive me. - Shh...
0:52:56 > 0:52:58Forgive me. I...
0:52:58 > 0:52:59I killed you...
0:52:59 > 0:53:01I-I killed you all.
0:53:05 > 0:53:07He's going to be all right.
0:53:07 > 0:53:08Huh?
0:53:08 > 0:53:11Ain't that right, friend?
0:53:11 > 0:53:12You're gonna be all right.
0:53:19 > 0:53:22Sit him down. Sit him down.
0:53:26 > 0:53:28- Bella! Please! - No, Bennet. No, Bennet...
0:53:28 > 0:53:30- Please let me see my Bella, please! - Ah!
0:53:30 > 0:53:32No, Bella!
0:53:32 > 0:53:33I deserve my shackles, Bennet.
0:53:33 > 0:53:37I'll rot in them for what I've done. Then you can have her.
0:53:37 > 0:53:38No, girl.
0:53:38 > 0:53:40I know you loved her first. I've always known.
0:53:40 > 0:53:44I tried to be the best I could for you, but I could never be her, could I?
0:53:44 > 0:53:45It isn't true, Bella, please...
0:53:47 > 0:53:49What place for me in a world without your love?
0:53:52 > 0:53:53No!
0:53:57 > 0:53:59No, please! Jackson!
0:53:59 > 0:54:01Please...!
0:54:06 > 0:54:07Please...
0:54:47 > 0:54:51Whitechapel's carpenters and builders lend their skill at no cost.
0:54:51 > 0:54:53Jew, Gentile, Irish, English.
0:54:53 > 0:54:55I hear the same is true of the churches.
0:54:57 > 0:54:59A man might, in his softer moments,
0:54:59 > 0:55:03have to concede something to your creed of progress.
0:55:03 > 0:55:08I daily witness that which would cause any sane man to deny
0:55:08 > 0:55:10the very notion of good...
0:55:10 > 0:55:11in God or in Man.
0:55:13 > 0:55:16And there are times when I have thought to do so myself.
0:55:18 > 0:55:24When I saw my...daughter vanish in flame and darkness,
0:55:24 > 0:55:28that day the dwindling spectre of a God vanished too.
0:55:28 > 0:55:30But I cannot - I will not -
0:55:30 > 0:55:34believe that...Man...
0:55:34 > 0:55:37that we are not...
0:55:41 > 0:55:45We are caged by what is, you said.
0:55:46 > 0:55:49But to see no further than the bars...
0:55:52 > 0:55:54..that is a terror I could not endure.
0:55:57 > 0:56:01Tomorrow may be a brighter place.
0:56:03 > 0:56:06Perhaps those who believe it are the fortunate ones.
0:56:07 > 0:56:09For a man without faith...
0:56:10 > 0:56:12..is a man without hope.
0:57:17 > 0:57:18Bennet.
0:57:26 > 0:57:27Bennet, I...
0:57:29 > 0:57:31If you...
0:57:31 > 0:57:34If you've ever need of a friend...
0:57:35 > 0:57:37Take your hand from me, girl.
0:57:41 > 0:57:43I am made of nought but death.
0:58:02 > 0:58:03Bennet?
0:58:05 > 0:58:07WOMAN: Still hunting for your beau, are ya?
0:58:07 > 0:58:08ROSE: I've got a picture now.
0:58:08 > 0:58:09- Have you seen him? - I've seen him.
0:58:09 > 0:58:12- Where, Gracie? - Nowhere you wanna go, girl.
0:58:12 > 0:58:15You are a sight for a weary man.
0:58:15 > 0:58:17I thought you were dead, you son of a bitch!
0:58:20 > 0:58:22My house is no longer my own.
0:58:22 > 0:58:25How many blows will it take to fell this man?