0:00:02 > 0:00:07This programme contains prolonged violent scenes.
0:00:07 > 0:00:10- REID: The mother's name was the word he used for Dove.- Guluba.
0:00:10 > 0:00:12- DOVE:- As I understand it,
0:00:12 > 0:00:14the doctors have passed you fit, Inspector?
0:00:14 > 0:00:15I will be a father to you.
0:00:15 > 0:00:18There are Westminster police on guard day and night.
0:00:18 > 0:00:23The house, entrances, bedchambers of the occupants.
0:00:23 > 0:00:25- PRUDENCE:- I do not see an animal, Nathaniel.
0:00:25 > 0:00:27- It ain't right!- No!
0:00:29 > 0:00:30SCREAMING
0:00:30 > 0:00:33I beg you. Shut...shut... Stop it! BONE CRUNCHES
0:00:36 > 0:00:38Robin? Robin.
0:00:40 > 0:00:43Miss Chudleigh!
0:00:47 > 0:00:52Windows to the soul, they say. You spy the semblance of one?
0:00:53 > 0:00:55It is the inter-cranial pressure.
0:00:55 > 0:00:57You have told me this before.
0:00:57 > 0:01:00The hurt of it, however, daily more savage.
0:01:00 > 0:01:03The pressure is increasing rapidly.
0:01:03 > 0:01:05And?
0:01:05 > 0:01:09Given the inefficacy of my treatments, it's...
0:01:09 > 0:01:12most likely glioma.
0:01:12 > 0:01:14- English.- Oh...
0:01:14 > 0:01:16Tumour.
0:01:18 > 0:01:20Perhaps from...
0:01:20 > 0:01:23You did mention historic trauma to the head?
0:01:23 > 0:01:28Yeah, took a proper stoving in the ring, all right,
0:01:28 > 0:01:30from the very man who used to hold this office,
0:01:30 > 0:01:32rest his chewed old soul.
0:01:32 > 0:01:36Back then, one of you sawbones said these eyes had gone.
0:01:36 > 0:01:39But Jedediah Shine don't wink out so easy.
0:01:40 > 0:01:44I see you, and I'll see you wrong as he.
0:01:44 > 0:01:46Inspector Shine,
0:01:46 > 0:01:50there is not a doctor in this land who could diagnose definitively.
0:01:50 > 0:01:51RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:01:51 > 0:01:53Even then,
0:01:53 > 0:01:55there lacks...
0:01:55 > 0:01:58a medicine for glioma.
0:01:58 > 0:02:02I can increase the concentration of your morphine.
0:02:05 > 0:02:06Measure carefully.
0:02:06 > 0:02:08At this concentration,
0:02:08 > 0:02:12so much as half a phial could see three men never wake again.
0:02:12 > 0:02:14More coca also. I cannot afford my wits dulled.
0:02:14 > 0:02:17One tabloid per dose.
0:02:17 > 0:02:19On no account exceed this.
0:02:20 > 0:02:23A man with a crutch may yet walk an endless mile.
0:02:23 > 0:02:27Inspector Shine, I must warn you, the swelling,
0:02:27 > 0:02:29your prognosis...
0:02:31 > 0:02:35Your brain is crushing itself against your skull...
0:02:36 > 0:02:38..and given the increase in your agonies...
0:02:40 > 0:02:43..a catastrophe is by no means distant.
0:02:53 > 0:02:59You are saying that I, Jedediah Shine, am on his last rounds?
0:02:59 > 0:03:02I begin to consider it a medical miracle you've survived this long.
0:03:06 > 0:03:09Ain't no miracles left in this world, Doctor.
0:03:11 > 0:03:14All a man needs...
0:03:14 > 0:03:16is something to live for.
0:03:55 > 0:03:57Fresh blooms for you, sir?
0:03:57 > 0:04:00- For you, sir?- No, thank you.
0:04:00 > 0:04:02HAWKERS SHOUT
0:04:06 > 0:04:10Oi. The Sumner fish stall. There's no Sumners and no fishes. What...
0:04:10 > 0:04:11Oi. Copper.
0:04:16 > 0:04:17What's afoot, then?
0:04:17 > 0:04:20I found him cowering behind the meat wagons.
0:04:22 > 0:04:25Robin, what happened?
0:04:25 > 0:04:26Mr Thatcher.
0:04:26 > 0:04:28Says they were slain.
0:04:28 > 0:04:31Mama.
0:04:31 > 0:04:34- HE SNIFFS - Uncle Caleb. Nathaniel.
0:04:34 > 0:04:36Uncle Caleb's neck.
0:04:36 > 0:04:37HE SNIFFS
0:04:37 > 0:04:39He looked like an animal.
0:04:39 > 0:04:41He...
0:04:41 > 0:04:43ate his throat.
0:04:46 > 0:04:48About your business now.
0:04:49 > 0:04:51I'll take care of the lad.
0:04:53 > 0:04:55Robin Sumner. Hey, look at me.
0:04:55 > 0:04:57You trust me, don't you?
0:04:57 > 0:05:00You come with me now.
0:05:00 > 0:05:02I'll see you safe.
0:05:02 > 0:05:04You come with me.
0:05:06 > 0:05:08Come on.
0:05:08 > 0:05:11Oi, come! Look, look! That's the Sumner boy there.
0:05:11 > 0:05:13So, you saw it? You saw the man Nathaniel?
0:05:13 > 0:05:15It's all right, Robin. They're friends.
0:05:15 > 0:05:18- Mr Reid, sir... - You tell me, Robin. Where? Where?!
0:05:18 > 0:05:20- Will you tell me, boy? Where? - Back off, Reid.
0:05:20 > 0:05:23Can't you tell that boy is shit scared?
0:05:23 > 0:05:26It's all right, son. It's all right.
0:05:26 > 0:05:28You get the hell out of here, for Christ sake.
0:05:28 > 0:05:30Mr Reid, leave us, please.
0:05:39 > 0:05:42You just drink this up, little man.
0:05:43 > 0:05:44That's good medicine.
0:05:46 > 0:05:48There you go.
0:05:48 > 0:05:50Good boy.
0:05:50 > 0:05:52What the hell are you wearing?
0:05:53 > 0:05:56Did you get demoted?
0:05:56 > 0:05:57Don't ask.
0:05:57 > 0:05:58Jesus Christ.
0:06:00 > 0:06:03Here. I hope this is adequate.
0:06:03 > 0:06:06Oh, you must be starved, young one.
0:06:06 > 0:06:10We're going to fill your belly, get you cleaned up real good,
0:06:10 > 0:06:12and then I'm going to see if I've got a shirt
0:06:12 > 0:06:15that fits a strong young soldier.
0:06:25 > 0:06:28The boy is fed and watered, at least.
0:06:28 > 0:06:31I have left him in more capable hands.
0:06:31 > 0:06:34His terrors. I should not have shouted at him.
0:06:34 > 0:06:36You, Miss Morton, may be a stranger to fearful children.
0:06:36 > 0:06:40I, alas, ought to have the benefit of experience.
0:06:41 > 0:06:44I would not know where to begin, Mr Reid.
0:06:49 > 0:06:51It is strange to see the captain thus...
0:06:53 > 0:06:57..a man so given to degenerate proclivities and carnal oblivion.
0:06:57 > 0:06:59To see him thus, how?
0:07:01 > 0:07:03I suppose...
0:07:03 > 0:07:05fatherly.
0:07:07 > 0:07:09He told us where it happened
0:07:09 > 0:07:12and, better than that, where Nathaniel's holed up.
0:07:17 > 0:07:20Reid. Reid, it is broad daylight.
0:07:20 > 0:07:21- Then we move fast.- We can't just...
0:07:21 > 0:07:24Have we not waited here long enough for the merest thread to follow?
0:07:24 > 0:07:27We know where he lives. We find him, we get to Dove.
0:07:27 > 0:07:30We find the bodies, we get to Dove. You, wait here, keep the boy safe.
0:07:30 > 0:07:32We go now!
0:07:35 > 0:07:39It's Edmund Reid! Get him! It's Edmund Reid!
0:07:39 > 0:07:41GUN COCKS
0:07:41 > 0:07:43It ain't worth it, friend.
0:07:47 > 0:07:50Now, Frank, everyone in the market saw you with him.
0:07:50 > 0:07:51What do you mean, he ran away?
0:07:51 > 0:07:53The boy was as jumpy as a buggered fox, Drum.
0:07:53 > 0:07:55What rumpus now with you two pansy-flaps?
0:07:55 > 0:07:58Frank here campaigns to trade his helmet for a dunce cap.
0:07:58 > 0:08:00I do not expect to repeat my questions, Drummond.
0:08:00 > 0:08:04I passed by Spitalfields, sir. All the talk is,
0:08:04 > 0:08:07a pair of fish sellers, usually at market, were missing this day.
0:08:07 > 0:08:09Only their boy, see, he turns up, full hysterics,
0:08:09 > 0:08:11says he seen his ma and uncle killed.
0:08:11 > 0:08:14He says the killer, he used his teeth.
0:08:14 > 0:08:16- Teeth? - Ripped the neck out, as I heard.
0:08:16 > 0:08:20- Where this lad now? - Where indeed, sir?
0:08:20 > 0:08:22Frank had him and Frank lost him.
0:08:22 > 0:08:26The boy was... He made off before I could...
0:08:26 > 0:08:29- Bested by a woe-struck nipper. - My apologies, Inspector.
0:08:29 > 0:08:32- Inspector, should I wire J Division? - Why would you do that?
0:08:32 > 0:08:35The Sumners, the fish sellers, that is, they wasn't Whitechapel.
0:08:35 > 0:08:37They lived Hackney way, J Division turf.
0:08:37 > 0:08:40They worked Whitechapel Market. Makes this Whitechapel business.
0:08:53 > 0:08:55LOCK CLICKS
0:09:04 > 0:09:06I've brought you breakfast.
0:09:09 > 0:09:11Eat, Nathaniel.
0:09:12 > 0:09:14You will not heal.
0:09:15 > 0:09:17Gustus.
0:09:20 > 0:09:21The pup.
0:09:22 > 0:09:24Robin.
0:09:26 > 0:09:28Let us hope he ran far, shall we?
0:09:28 > 0:09:31And does not stop his running.
0:09:32 > 0:09:34But if he is found...
0:09:35 > 0:09:37..and if he should speak of me...
0:09:38 > 0:09:41..say you will not hurt him.
0:09:42 > 0:09:45No more, Gustus.
0:09:46 > 0:09:49I cannot bear no more.
0:09:49 > 0:09:51The pup.
0:09:51 > 0:09:53He is no more than that.
0:09:55 > 0:09:58Even if he spoke of aught...
0:09:59 > 0:10:01..found the ears of strangers,
0:10:01 > 0:10:04who would listen to a child's hysterics?
0:10:24 > 0:10:27DOOR BANGS
0:10:27 > 0:10:30WATER DRIPS
0:10:37 > 0:10:38Clean.
0:10:45 > 0:10:47Nothing.
0:10:47 > 0:10:51That's the point, Reid. Nobody's place is this goddamn clean.
0:10:51 > 0:10:53No dust, no dirt. These walls...
0:10:54 > 0:10:57Huh! These walls, the plaster's still damp.
0:10:57 > 0:11:00It's been scrubbed.
0:11:00 > 0:11:02The entire place has been scoured.
0:11:02 > 0:11:04By Dove, I have no doubt.
0:11:05 > 0:11:09- HE SNIFFS - Whoa. Christ.
0:11:09 > 0:11:10HE SNIFFS
0:11:19 > 0:11:20Sodium hydroxide.
0:11:20 > 0:11:24It's for cleaning, say, blood and death off your walls.
0:11:29 > 0:11:30Look at...
0:11:31 > 0:11:34Something was there. A rug.
0:11:34 > 0:11:37Two bodies in a rug, huh?
0:11:54 > 0:11:56There were wheels here.
0:11:56 > 0:11:59A cart. Hoof tracks.
0:12:00 > 0:12:02Usually headed in that direction.
0:12:02 > 0:12:06Horse hair. And see how those stems are broke back?
0:12:06 > 0:12:10Horse and cart went here, a different way.
0:12:10 > 0:12:12No tracks.
0:12:12 > 0:12:15On account that somebody went to the trouble of clearing them.
0:12:33 > 0:12:35HE GRUNTS
0:12:39 > 0:12:42- Kerosene.- All right, so, he does his housework,
0:12:42 > 0:12:44rolls the bodies into the rug,
0:12:44 > 0:12:47puts them in the cart, wheels it down to the water.
0:12:47 > 0:12:49And he dumps the Sumners in the river.
0:12:49 > 0:12:51He burns the cart...
0:12:52 > 0:12:53..covers his tracks.
0:12:53 > 0:12:57- But he would have weighed the bodies.- Already on it, Reid.
0:13:01 > 0:13:03My guess is, he probably weighed 'em down
0:13:03 > 0:13:06just enough to let the current take them...all the way to the ocean.
0:13:06 > 0:13:09If we can intercept the bodies, if we can recover them,
0:13:09 > 0:13:12then we have proof of Nathaniel's murder, and Robin as witness.
0:13:12 > 0:13:14Reid, if Abel Croker taught his boys one thing,
0:13:14 > 0:13:16it's how to dump a body in the river.
0:13:16 > 0:13:18In the River Thames, not the River Lea.
0:13:18 > 0:13:21The Thames is over 300 feet wide but the Lea is a tributary.
0:13:21 > 0:13:22It dwindles and meanders.
0:13:22 > 0:13:25With a map of its course gradients and tide times...
0:13:25 > 0:13:27- WHEELS CLATTER - Reid, shut up.
0:13:30 > 0:13:32That's a hansom.
0:13:38 > 0:13:40HE CRUNCHES
0:13:48 > 0:13:50This place just got cleaned.
0:13:50 > 0:13:52GUN COCKS
0:13:53 > 0:13:56Be a shame to spray your brains all over it.
0:14:04 > 0:14:05SHINE SCREAMS
0:14:10 > 0:14:12HE PANTS
0:14:16 > 0:14:18Hello, Jedediah.
0:14:19 > 0:14:24Just like you, Edmund, have your chump at the dirty work.
0:14:32 > 0:14:37- Morphine.- For you to require this, your pain must be considerable.
0:14:39 > 0:14:41For why are you here?
0:14:47 > 0:14:51All right, all right, let's parley. Parley.
0:14:51 > 0:14:53Let us parley.
0:14:55 > 0:14:56Answer me.
0:14:56 > 0:14:59Heard rumblings that this here may be a murder scene.
0:14:59 > 0:15:01I thought you might have heard them likewise.
0:15:01 > 0:15:03So, you come in pursuit of me,
0:15:03 > 0:15:05not to police some vicious slaughter?
0:15:07 > 0:15:10Hackney killers, Edmund, are not my business.
0:15:10 > 0:15:12Whitechapel fugitives, however...
0:15:12 > 0:15:14It was him, Jedediah.
0:15:14 > 0:15:16The murderer who stalked Whitechapel,
0:15:16 > 0:15:18he now stalks these marshes.
0:15:20 > 0:15:22Our mutual friend, Miss Castello,
0:15:22 > 0:15:25took to sharing with me your conjecture
0:15:25 > 0:15:29that the toothsome villain then said to be Abel Croker, deceased,
0:15:29 > 0:15:31is neither Abel Croker nor deceased.
0:15:31 > 0:15:36The brother, she says. The brother of Augustus Dove, she says.
0:15:38 > 0:15:41Miss Castello,
0:15:41 > 0:15:42she proved amenable...
0:15:43 > 0:15:45..give or take,
0:15:45 > 0:15:48to sharing her research, Ed,
0:15:48 > 0:15:50research which I now have in my possession.
0:15:52 > 0:15:54Yes.
0:15:54 > 0:15:56I seen what you seen.
0:15:57 > 0:15:59The boys.
0:15:59 > 0:16:01The Jews.
0:16:01 > 0:16:03The wolves.
0:16:03 > 0:16:06Then you know it's the goddamn truth.
0:16:07 > 0:16:10- We've seen that brother. - His name is Nathaniel.
0:16:10 > 0:16:13Every killing ascribed to Abel Croker, he performed.
0:16:15 > 0:16:16He tore apart Bennet Drake.
0:16:16 > 0:16:21Augustus Dove used Croker to protect his brother,
0:16:21 > 0:16:25as he now uses you to prevent me from exposing him.
0:16:26 > 0:16:30You are not appointed, Jedediah, for your able policing,
0:16:30 > 0:16:32but because you are so easily made marionette,
0:16:32 > 0:16:36dancing to your master's fingers.
0:16:36 > 0:16:38Augustus Dove will fall.
0:16:38 > 0:16:41I will serve justice on him and his brother
0:16:41 > 0:16:46and I only tell you this so that you might stay out of my way.
0:16:47 > 0:16:52Understand that my contempt for you is beyond limit...
0:16:53 > 0:16:55..but my fight is not with you.
0:16:58 > 0:17:01Have your cunny chaser pull his trigger now, Reid.
0:17:01 > 0:17:04- HE SNIFFS - You will not find another chance.
0:17:04 > 0:17:05GUN COCKS
0:17:05 > 0:17:07I ain't of a mind to argue with it.
0:17:07 > 0:17:09Pull the trigger, Reid.
0:17:13 > 0:17:15I hope you have more of this about you, Jedediah.
0:17:15 > 0:17:17It's a long walk back to Whitechapel.
0:17:19 > 0:17:21GUN CLICKS
0:17:24 > 0:17:25CHAINS CLINK
0:17:25 > 0:17:27KETTLE WHISTLES
0:17:51 > 0:17:54How long will he sleep?
0:17:54 > 0:17:58I cannot say whether his exhaustion or his terror is more powerful.
0:18:00 > 0:18:02Oh.
0:18:02 > 0:18:05Your way with the boy is...
0:18:05 > 0:18:06so tender.
0:18:09 > 0:18:10Motherhood changes you...
0:18:12 > 0:18:14..as you will learn, I'm sure, Miss Morton.
0:18:16 > 0:18:20Years ago, when the captain told me he was leaving me and choosing you,
0:18:20 > 0:18:24I told him he was choosing his past over his future.
0:18:25 > 0:18:27But I was wrong.
0:18:28 > 0:18:31I was so...
0:18:31 > 0:18:32extraordinarily wrong...
0:18:34 > 0:18:35..because...
0:18:36 > 0:18:39..you and he grow together,
0:18:39 > 0:18:42with a love inviolable...
0:18:43 > 0:18:46..and I...I do not.
0:18:47 > 0:18:51But there is one thing of which I am certain.
0:18:51 > 0:18:55Your son will always be...
0:18:55 > 0:18:57fortunate indeed
0:18:57 > 0:18:59to have you as his parents.
0:19:02 > 0:19:04SHE SNIFFS
0:19:09 > 0:19:12I, um...I should check on Robin.
0:19:22 > 0:19:24Robin, I thought you might like...
0:19:28 > 0:19:30Robin? Robin?
0:19:42 > 0:19:46Your visitor, Mr Dove, has traipsed his filth.
0:19:46 > 0:19:48My apologies, madam.
0:19:48 > 0:19:50Them marshes are sodden.
0:19:50 > 0:19:53Then again, Mr Dove,
0:19:53 > 0:19:56I gather you have a gift for cleaning.
0:19:57 > 0:19:59CHAINS CLINK
0:20:01 > 0:20:03If you'd be so kind.
0:20:19 > 0:20:22Your latest reflections for the Police Gazette, is it?
0:20:22 > 0:20:24What is the meaning of this?
0:20:25 > 0:20:27Last I was here,
0:20:27 > 0:20:32I asked if you knew aught of Edmund Reid's hypothesising...
0:20:34 > 0:20:41..vis-a-vis the infamous cannibal golem of Whitechapel.
0:20:41 > 0:20:44- And I told you I did not. - So I recall.
0:20:44 > 0:20:47But you see, Mr Dove, now I do know Edmund Reid's hypothesising,
0:20:47 > 0:20:50- because Edmund Reid told me. - You...
0:20:51 > 0:20:53..you found Reid?
0:20:53 > 0:20:55- Where is he?- You see,
0:20:55 > 0:20:59Reid is not currently the matter critical, Mr Dove.
0:21:04 > 0:21:06Your brother...
0:21:07 > 0:21:11..Nathaniel, he is the matter most currently critical.
0:21:11 > 0:21:14You're mistaken. I have...I have no brother.
0:21:17 > 0:21:22There is this day a nipper abroad in Whitechapel,
0:21:22 > 0:21:25bawling how his uncle got his throat bit out.
0:21:25 > 0:21:28So I come for a look
0:21:28 > 0:21:32and who should I find doing likewise but Steady Ed and the American?
0:21:33 > 0:21:38And with the luxury of a gun on me, they thought to tell me plenty.
0:21:38 > 0:21:42Reid gave proof to all I'd read in Miss Castello's files.
0:21:44 > 0:21:46Your mother.
0:21:46 > 0:21:48Guluba...
0:21:49 > 0:21:51..means "dove", doesn't it?
0:21:59 > 0:22:03I will not tolerate the deception of no man, Commissioner...
0:22:05 > 0:22:07..not even you.
0:22:16 > 0:22:19My brother is my concern alone.
0:22:19 > 0:22:20No.
0:22:20 > 0:22:22No, he is mine also,
0:22:22 > 0:22:25if he may bait my hook for Edmund Reid.
0:22:25 > 0:22:27There is...
0:22:27 > 0:22:28perhaps...
0:22:28 > 0:22:30another way.
0:22:33 > 0:22:35Reid's daughter.
0:22:35 > 0:22:38Her loyalties have turned against his favour.
0:22:38 > 0:22:40You come by this knowledge how?
0:22:40 > 0:22:43He gave to her a note concerning my brother.
0:22:43 > 0:22:47She and Inspector Drummond thought to pass it to me.
0:22:47 > 0:22:51Mathilda is in contact with her father?
0:22:53 > 0:22:56HE LAUGHS
0:22:56 > 0:22:59And I am being informed of this only now?
0:22:59 > 0:23:02But you are informed of it, nonetheless.
0:23:02 > 0:23:05And with your other recent knowledge concerning my brother,
0:23:05 > 0:23:09you perhaps grasp the fresh urgency of Reid's apprehension.
0:23:09 > 0:23:11Bait the hook.
0:23:18 > 0:23:19Well, Mr Dove...
0:23:20 > 0:23:23..you are as black-hearted a bastard...
0:23:24 > 0:23:27..as ever roamed the lanes of this dread city.
0:23:29 > 0:23:32- Needs must, Inspector. - When the Devil drives?
0:23:33 > 0:23:35There is no Devil, Inspector Shine.
0:23:35 > 0:23:38Tell that to the fish sellers' boy.
0:23:40 > 0:23:41When Reid is done with...
0:23:42 > 0:23:45..you and I, Commissioner, we shall talk again...
0:23:47 > 0:23:50..on what price your reeking secrets may be worth to you.
0:24:01 > 0:24:02Be assured, sir,
0:24:02 > 0:24:05every man of this division will keep their eyes peeled for him.
0:24:05 > 0:24:09A Hackney boy from the borough I call my home,
0:24:09 > 0:24:11bearing witness to such atrocity,
0:24:11 > 0:24:13running afeared through these cruel streets.
0:24:13 > 0:24:15It sits ill with me, Drummond, most ill.
0:24:15 > 0:24:17I understand, sir.
0:24:17 > 0:24:18J Division territory this may be,
0:24:18 > 0:24:22but you inform me personally should this poor mite be found.
0:24:22 > 0:24:24Yeah, of course, Mr Dove.
0:24:24 > 0:24:25Of course.
0:24:30 > 0:24:32- How could you?! - Jesus Christ, Caitlin.
0:24:32 > 0:24:36He must have run, and run fast, because he saw this.
0:24:37 > 0:24:40Miss Morton is currently scouring Spitalfields
0:24:40 > 0:24:43- for any sight of him. - No. No, no, no.
0:24:43 > 0:24:45He may fear us, but he trusts Thatcher.
0:24:45 > 0:24:48- The boy will seek him out.- What, you're going to the police now?
0:24:48 > 0:24:50No, Thatcher will see him safe. There's work to do.
0:24:50 > 0:24:54We've need of an Ordnance Survey map and the London Shipping Gazette.
0:24:56 > 0:24:57PHONE RINGS Sign your name.
0:24:57 > 0:25:00Just make your mark. You two, you're next!
0:25:01 > 0:25:02Leman Street.
0:25:03 > 0:25:06- No, no.- Mr Thatcher!
0:25:07 > 0:25:11Jesus Christ. Robin, what are you doing? You were to stay.
0:25:11 > 0:25:14I was afraid. Them people you left me with, they're bad.
0:25:14 > 0:25:16No, I've told you, Robin. They're friends. All right?
0:25:16 > 0:25:19You cannot be here, hey? PHONE RINGS
0:25:20 > 0:25:23Leman Street. On Princelet Street?
0:25:23 > 0:25:27Yeah, we'll send a constable right away.
0:25:27 > 0:25:29Who's this, then?
0:25:32 > 0:25:33Robin, sir.
0:25:35 > 0:25:37Robin? Robin Sumner?
0:25:38 > 0:25:40I'll wire J Division. They've been looking for him all over.
0:25:40 > 0:25:43It's their case now. Come with me, Robin.
0:25:43 > 0:25:46We'll find you a quiet place and a cup of sweet tea.
0:25:46 > 0:25:48You're going to be just fine, son.
0:25:50 > 0:25:51Come on.
0:25:51 > 0:25:53- MAN:- Sergeant?
0:25:57 > 0:25:59- Sergeant? Sergeant? - All right, fine. Yeah.
0:25:59 > 0:26:02- Sergeant, I'm in need of assistance. - Sign it. Right, name?
0:26:02 > 0:26:06Dove puts the bodies in the water here.
0:26:07 > 0:26:09But for them to meet such a flow
0:26:09 > 0:26:12to navigate clear through the Limehouse Cut
0:26:12 > 0:26:14and into the Thames, I mean...
0:26:14 > 0:26:16Now, this stretch here...
0:26:17 > 0:26:19..that's barely five foot to a mile.
0:26:19 > 0:26:21Tide drops, those bodies will wash up for us to find
0:26:21 > 0:26:23before they're carried away again.
0:26:23 > 0:26:26So, anything heavy in the water would most likely be washed aground?
0:26:26 > 0:26:29- Just after this meander. - Goodluck Hope.- Goodluck Hope.
0:26:39 > 0:26:4211 tonight, the tide at its lowest.
0:26:42 > 0:26:45After that, the current will wash them away and into the Thames.
0:26:45 > 0:26:46Jackson, we can find them.
0:26:46 > 0:26:49With the Sumner boy missing, the bodies of his mother and uncle
0:26:49 > 0:26:53may be our only incontrovertible evidence of Nathaniel's savagery.
0:26:53 > 0:26:56We can bring Dove down.
0:26:57 > 0:26:59Jackson, are you with me?
0:27:02 > 0:27:05Then I guess we're doing us some night-fishing.
0:27:08 > 0:27:10DOOR OPENS
0:27:17 > 0:27:19J Division? Here's the lad.
0:27:19 > 0:27:23You're going to go with this policeman now, Robin.
0:27:23 > 0:27:25His division are going to take care of you. All right?
0:27:29 > 0:27:32Well, that's one less headache.
0:27:52 > 0:27:55You've been a very brave boy, Robin...
0:27:59 > 0:28:02..but you don't need to be afraid any more.
0:28:05 > 0:28:08Does he, Miss Chudleigh?
0:28:10 > 0:28:13RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:28:19 > 0:28:22RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:28:26 > 0:28:27KNOCK AT DOOR
0:28:30 > 0:28:32- You called for me, sir?- I did.
0:28:34 > 0:28:37I did. Come in, sit.
0:28:37 > 0:28:40I've just handed the boy over to J Division, Inspector.
0:28:40 > 0:28:43Good. Good.
0:28:43 > 0:28:45Now, Inspector Drummond...
0:28:46 > 0:28:48..when you observe these posters,
0:28:48 > 0:28:52plastered around the station house and the streets beyond...
0:28:57 > 0:28:58..what is it you see?
0:28:58 > 0:29:01Sir, is that...blood?
0:29:01 > 0:29:04Let me tell you what I see, a looking glass
0:29:04 > 0:29:05that every day reflects
0:29:05 > 0:29:07the continued inefficacy of this division
0:29:07 > 0:29:10to prosecute justice upon its most hunted fugitives.
0:29:10 > 0:29:13Now, there are some
0:29:13 > 0:29:16might say this shame on us...
0:29:17 > 0:29:20..should be doubled at least,
0:29:20 > 0:29:23given our most recently promoted officer
0:29:23 > 0:29:26is sweetheart to the very daughter of the fugitive-in-chief.
0:29:26 > 0:29:28Sir, now, she...
0:29:28 > 0:29:32I will tell you what she is, your Mathilda Reid.
0:29:32 > 0:29:35She's on the side of goodness...
0:29:36 > 0:29:39..willing to turn against her own pappy out of noble rectitude,
0:29:39 > 0:29:41and you,
0:29:41 > 0:29:43you, Drummond,
0:29:43 > 0:29:48lack even the decency to share such with your constabulary brothers.
0:29:50 > 0:29:51Now, lad...
0:29:52 > 0:29:56..you will tell me about Miss Reid's doings
0:29:56 > 0:29:58with her outlaw old man
0:29:58 > 0:30:00and you will tell me now.
0:30:04 > 0:30:05Now, Drummond!
0:30:15 > 0:30:18There...there is a candle, sir...
0:30:19 > 0:30:21..in the bedroom window.
0:30:36 > 0:30:38Miss Reid?
0:30:38 > 0:30:40Might I have a word?
0:30:40 > 0:30:42Mr Shine, I really must be going.
0:30:42 > 0:30:45A moment is all and no more.
0:30:45 > 0:30:46Last we spoke,
0:30:46 > 0:30:50I pondered we were kin, on account of us both resurrected.
0:30:50 > 0:30:53- Yes, but I... - Please, Miss Reid,
0:30:53 > 0:30:55I was wrong.
0:30:55 > 0:30:57You are life.
0:30:59 > 0:31:01But I...
0:31:03 > 0:31:05..my kin is your father.
0:31:07 > 0:31:10We, er...who imagined...
0:31:11 > 0:31:13..we saw off death...
0:31:14 > 0:31:17..but there was for us...
0:31:17 > 0:31:20no true resurrection.
0:31:20 > 0:31:22We are the ghouls.
0:31:25 > 0:31:27We...we're bound
0:31:27 > 0:31:30to the reeking purgatory of these streets,
0:31:30 > 0:31:34more...more cursed than the dead,
0:31:34 > 0:31:36who at least know their peace.
0:31:38 > 0:31:40For with us...
0:31:41 > 0:31:43..there lingers like...
0:31:43 > 0:31:45like a whore's perfume,
0:31:45 > 0:31:48the dream of life.
0:31:52 > 0:31:54There...
0:31:54 > 0:31:56HE LAUGHS
0:31:56 > 0:31:59..there is a hell of its very own for the dreaming dead.
0:31:59 > 0:32:01RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:32:05 > 0:32:07Mr Shine! Mr Shine!
0:32:07 > 0:32:08Mr Shine!
0:32:08 > 0:32:12- Somebody! Help! Help! - No. No, no. No.
0:32:14 > 0:32:17Forgive me. Forgive me, Miss Reid.
0:32:18 > 0:32:20My intention was not to...
0:32:22 > 0:32:25Dear girl.
0:32:25 > 0:32:29Your father will find his peace. I will make sure of it.
0:32:29 > 0:32:31Before it is done...
0:32:32 > 0:32:35..take yourself from this place.
0:32:36 > 0:32:38Hear me.
0:32:38 > 0:32:40Good day, Miss Reid.
0:32:52 > 0:32:55Drum.
0:32:55 > 0:32:57What are you doing home so early?
0:32:59 > 0:33:01I saw Mr Shine on Princelet Street.
0:33:01 > 0:33:03He was behaving very strangely.
0:33:03 > 0:33:05Tilda, I, er...
0:33:06 > 0:33:08Could we sit?
0:33:13 > 0:33:16But the longer he's out there on the run,
0:33:16 > 0:33:19he just makes things worse for himself.
0:33:19 > 0:33:22Maybe...if he turned himself in,
0:33:22 > 0:33:24or else we could find him, bring him in,
0:33:24 > 0:33:28he would have a fair hearing, a chance to present himself...
0:33:30 > 0:33:32..and, er...
0:33:33 > 0:33:35..and all you would need to do...
0:33:37 > 0:33:39..is light your candle.
0:33:39 > 0:33:41- I cannot, Drum.- But, Tilda...
0:33:43 > 0:33:46..I would not ask this of you, except I...
0:33:46 > 0:33:47Drum.
0:33:47 > 0:33:49He is my father.
0:33:49 > 0:33:54I know it is difficult, but I cannot do this.
0:33:57 > 0:34:00I understand, my love.
0:34:05 > 0:34:07Forgive me.
0:34:14 > 0:34:16We're 30 yards from the bend.
0:34:16 > 0:34:20The flow should be at its slowest on this side.
0:34:22 > 0:34:25The Sumner man will be the heavier of the two.
0:34:25 > 0:34:28Body should wash up near this bank.
0:34:49 > 0:34:51But she will not, see.
0:34:51 > 0:34:52Says she cannot.
0:34:53 > 0:34:58And I, er...I would value your advice, is all, Mr Dove.
0:35:00 > 0:35:04My advice on questioning an order from your direct superior?
0:35:09 > 0:35:12I'm not accusing you of insubordination, Inspector Drummond.
0:35:12 > 0:35:16Reid's apprehension remains the chief concern of H Division.
0:35:16 > 0:35:18Whatever policing you must do to that end,
0:35:18 > 0:35:21you may be sure it is for the good,
0:35:21 > 0:35:25and also, above all, think of your future with Miss Reid,
0:35:25 > 0:35:28the life you would build for her.
0:35:28 > 0:35:30How may that begin,
0:35:30 > 0:35:34when she must live under the shadow of her renegade father?
0:35:39 > 0:35:41GLASSES CLINK
0:35:53 > 0:35:55Reid, over here.
0:36:33 > 0:36:35For...for the boy...
0:36:36 > 0:36:39..for the boy to be here,
0:36:39 > 0:36:41to have washed up thus, er...
0:36:43 > 0:36:47..for him to have got to the marshes so fast, we can recalculate.
0:36:47 > 0:36:51- What?- For him to have reached the marshes so fast,
0:36:51 > 0:36:53we can work out where the body was dropped.
0:36:53 > 0:36:55- Reid, Reid... - We can recalculate.
0:36:55 > 0:36:57You don't even see it, do you?
0:36:57 > 0:36:59Look at him.
0:36:59 > 0:37:01Look at him!
0:37:01 > 0:37:04Goddamn it, look at him! He's a child.
0:37:04 > 0:37:06This is how far he'll go. This is what he does.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08My son is in that house right now.
0:37:08 > 0:37:11It's over.
0:37:11 > 0:37:14- It's over. - No, no, no, no, no.
0:37:14 > 0:37:17You stay. You stay. You stay.
0:37:17 > 0:37:18Stay.
0:37:20 > 0:37:23You stay. We have a clue. We have a fresh clue.
0:37:23 > 0:37:26GUN COCKS
0:37:26 > 0:37:28We got nothing, Reid.
0:37:28 > 0:37:30Nothing.
0:37:37 > 0:37:41Goddamn you for ever, coming back to Whitechapel.
0:37:41 > 0:37:44You think I'm going to let my son, my wife,
0:37:44 > 0:37:47fall under the hooves of your crusade?
0:37:47 > 0:37:48Where are you going?
0:37:50 > 0:37:52- Where?- I can't look at him.
0:37:53 > 0:37:55Or you.
0:37:55 > 0:37:57Jackson. Jackson, the boy.
0:37:57 > 0:37:59The boy!
0:38:01 > 0:38:03Just throw him back in the water.
0:38:05 > 0:38:07Let the ocean take him.
0:38:08 > 0:38:10It's coming for all of us.
0:38:35 > 0:38:39I will not see your memory washed away, Robin Sumner.
0:38:41 > 0:38:43Caitlin!
0:38:43 > 0:38:44Matthew? What?
0:38:45 > 0:38:47The boy, er...
0:38:48 > 0:38:49Caitlin.
0:38:52 > 0:38:54Robin, he, er...
0:38:57 > 0:38:59We found him.
0:38:59 > 0:39:01It was Dove.
0:39:01 > 0:39:03He killed him.
0:39:03 > 0:39:05Listen to me.
0:39:06 > 0:39:08We're taking Connor
0:39:08 > 0:39:10and we're getting out of this goddamn hellhole.
0:39:10 > 0:39:12- How, Matthew?- I don't care how.
0:39:12 > 0:39:16But I'm taking our son and, by God, I'll see him safe.
0:39:17 > 0:39:20- Are you with me?- Matthew, I... - Are you with me?
0:39:23 > 0:39:26I am with you.
0:39:26 > 0:39:27Always.
0:39:32 > 0:39:34HE SOBS
0:39:37 > 0:39:40At fresh light, we're out of here.
0:39:40 > 0:39:43We'll get our boy, and Reid can go to hell.
0:40:04 > 0:40:06Oh, Mathilda.
0:40:48 > 0:40:50DOOR CREAKS
0:40:52 > 0:40:54DOOR SHUTS
0:41:22 > 0:41:24I told Caitlin to get some sleep...
0:41:28 > 0:41:30..cos we're getting out...
0:41:30 > 0:41:32with Connor.
0:41:39 > 0:41:42I know you want Dove. I know you want justice for...
0:41:44 > 0:41:47..Drake, for Bloom, for...
0:41:48 > 0:41:50..for all of 'em.
0:41:50 > 0:41:52But...
0:41:55 > 0:41:57..I can't help you no more.
0:42:02 > 0:42:03I buried him.
0:42:14 > 0:42:16You were right.
0:42:18 > 0:42:19It is over.
0:42:21 > 0:42:23It is, it's over.
0:42:27 > 0:42:29I want to give you some advice.
0:42:29 > 0:42:31You get out, also,
0:42:31 > 0:42:33and for good.
0:42:35 > 0:42:39And you would have me leave my Mathilda here? She lit her candle.
0:42:39 > 0:42:41Can you trust her, Reid?
0:42:41 > 0:42:44She is my daughter...
0:42:46 > 0:42:48..and I must say goodbye.
0:42:48 > 0:42:51Your advice, Captain,
0:42:51 > 0:42:54was a conclusion I had already reached...
0:42:54 > 0:42:55unaided.
0:42:58 > 0:42:59We tried.
0:43:02 > 0:43:04Didn't we? We...
0:43:04 > 0:43:07We can say that at least.
0:43:07 > 0:43:09We did.
0:43:11 > 0:43:12We did, Captain.
0:43:13 > 0:43:15We tried.
0:43:39 > 0:43:41That's Connor's room.
0:43:45 > 0:43:47CHAIN RATTLES
0:44:02 > 0:44:04Caitlin.
0:44:05 > 0:44:06Caitlin!
0:44:09 > 0:44:11Chudleigh, right?
0:44:11 > 0:44:13- Get out of our way. - BELL TINKLES
0:44:15 > 0:44:17BELL TINKLES
0:44:17 > 0:44:19Take them now.
0:44:19 > 0:44:21Not today, boys.
0:44:21 > 0:44:22Ah!
0:44:23 > 0:44:25Connor.
0:44:28 > 0:44:30Gustus!
0:44:30 > 0:44:34Augustus will hunt you down and grind you for glue.
0:44:34 > 0:44:37You ought to know I ain't above shooting a woman.
0:44:37 > 0:44:39Nor am I.
0:44:42 > 0:44:43Third floor.
0:44:47 > 0:44:49GUN COCKS
0:44:51 > 0:44:52Miss Susan?
0:44:52 > 0:44:55Shoot him. Shoot the son of a bitch, Goddamn it!
0:44:55 > 0:44:58- Matthew, he has Connor.- Mama!
0:44:58 > 0:45:00Nathaniel, I'm here for my son.
0:45:00 > 0:45:03Please, please give him to me.
0:45:03 > 0:45:05The pup.
0:45:06 > 0:45:08Gustus cares for him now.
0:45:08 > 0:45:11I'm pleading with you, Nathaniel.
0:45:11 > 0:45:13Give me my son.
0:45:13 > 0:45:15Gustus, he'll...
0:45:15 > 0:45:18- Miss Susan, I can't... - Your brother is no safe guardian.
0:45:18 > 0:45:21He is a killer of boys.
0:45:22 > 0:45:26Robin Sumner. Nathaniel, you knew him, did you not?
0:45:26 > 0:45:28Robin?
0:45:30 > 0:45:31Where is he?
0:45:31 > 0:45:34Matthew pulled him from the river last night,
0:45:34 > 0:45:36where your brother Augustus put him.
0:45:36 > 0:45:37No.
0:45:39 > 0:45:42No. Gustus promised me he would not harm him.
0:45:42 > 0:45:44Well, that boy's dead...
0:45:44 > 0:45:47washed up like garbage in the mud of Goodluck Hope.
0:45:47 > 0:45:50It's your piece-of-shit brother killing on account of your killing,
0:45:50 > 0:45:51you goddamn animals.
0:45:51 > 0:45:54I never meant for...never meant for...
0:45:56 > 0:45:59Robin. Robin.
0:45:59 > 0:46:01Nathaniel, give me my son.
0:46:06 > 0:46:07Mama.
0:46:07 > 0:46:10Forgive me, Miss Susan. Forgive me.
0:46:10 > 0:46:14He ain't holding Connor now. Step aside, Caitlin.
0:46:16 > 0:46:17CONNOR WHIMPERS
0:46:17 > 0:46:19HE SOBS
0:46:21 > 0:46:22Please.
0:46:22 > 0:46:25Just end...end me!
0:46:25 > 0:46:26GUN COCKS
0:46:26 > 0:46:28Matthew. Matthew, we have Connor.
0:46:28 > 0:46:31Please, end me.
0:46:31 > 0:46:33I beg you. Please.
0:46:35 > 0:46:36GUN CLICKS
0:46:36 > 0:46:39No, we're leaving. Let's go.
0:46:42 > 0:46:44HE SOBS
0:46:46 > 0:46:48WHEEZING
0:46:48 > 0:46:51Such food for thought, Mr Dove.
0:46:51 > 0:46:54Proud words, proud and noble.
0:46:55 > 0:46:59This morning, then, you will have him?
0:46:59 > 0:47:00That I will.
0:47:00 > 0:47:03He will bow to me. Edmund Reid will kneel.
0:47:03 > 0:47:06I will wait upon it, Inspector.
0:47:07 > 0:47:09Your work has been...
0:47:09 > 0:47:11exemplary.
0:47:11 > 0:47:14Lady Justice, Mr Dove,
0:47:14 > 0:47:18holds us both close to her righteous tit, does she not?
0:47:51 > 0:47:53FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:47:53 > 0:47:55Mathilda? WHISTLE BLOWS
0:47:55 > 0:47:57Oh, no.
0:47:57 > 0:48:00WHISTLE BLOWS
0:48:00 > 0:48:02Mr Reid!
0:48:02 > 0:48:04You cannot run no more.
0:48:07 > 0:48:11There are 20 constables, both ends of this alley.
0:48:13 > 0:48:15Will you come peaceful with me?
0:48:18 > 0:48:20Mathilda?
0:48:24 > 0:48:27It's better you come quiet, sir.
0:48:40 > 0:48:41Drummond, I, er...
0:48:44 > 0:48:47Will you tell her I understand?
0:48:48 > 0:48:51And that I love her.
0:48:53 > 0:48:55To remember that of me, if naught else.
0:49:01 > 0:49:04- DOVE:- I write of that which all of us who police this great city
0:49:04 > 0:49:06hold dearest to our hearts.
0:49:06 > 0:49:08I write of justice.
0:49:08 > 0:49:12We, all of us, stand today on the cusp of a glorious new age.
0:49:12 > 0:49:13CLOCK CHIMES
0:49:13 > 0:49:19A locomotive carving steadfast and sure towards our fabulous future,
0:49:19 > 0:49:22the future we have dared to dream.
0:49:24 > 0:49:26And what a future it shall be!
0:49:26 > 0:49:28The brave and glittering century which awaits us
0:49:28 > 0:49:31fills me only with hope,
0:49:31 > 0:49:34hope that with ever more sophisticated policing...
0:49:34 > 0:49:35CLOCK CHIMES
0:49:35 > 0:49:41..we may, in the coming decades, eradicate crime altogether.
0:49:42 > 0:49:45CLOCK CHIMES
0:49:49 > 0:49:52Naught so kind as kin,
0:49:52 > 0:49:53is there?
0:49:54 > 0:49:56Good work, Inspector Drummond.
0:49:57 > 0:49:59HE WHEEZES
0:50:03 > 0:50:05You are caught, Edmund.
0:50:06 > 0:50:08You are out-coppered.
0:50:10 > 0:50:12Will you kneel to me as my prisoner?
0:50:19 > 0:50:21He will not kneel!
0:50:21 > 0:50:23PEOPLE SHOUT
0:50:23 > 0:50:26This savage and inhuman outlaw
0:50:26 > 0:50:29still thinks himself a man of stature.
0:50:31 > 0:50:32Well, now...
0:50:34 > 0:50:37..them shackles are unbecoming for a man of stature.
0:50:39 > 0:50:41Take 'em off.
0:50:43 > 0:50:45I said,
0:50:45 > 0:50:47take 'em off.
0:50:52 > 0:50:55HE SIGHS
0:50:56 > 0:50:58No, Jedediah.
0:50:58 > 0:51:00At long last,
0:51:00 > 0:51:02Edmund Reid must fight his own cowardly corner.
0:51:02 > 0:51:05I will not fight you.
0:51:11 > 0:51:13Then this, brother,
0:51:13 > 0:51:16will sting something fierce.
0:51:16 > 0:51:18PEOPLE GASP
0:51:21 > 0:51:24Steady Ed ain't so steady now.
0:51:31 > 0:51:35- Get him, Ed. - And another! Harder!
0:51:35 > 0:51:36Fight, Edmund.
0:51:38 > 0:51:40PEOPLE SHOUT
0:51:40 > 0:51:42These men will not intervene.
0:51:51 > 0:51:52PEOPLE SHOUT
0:51:56 > 0:51:59Go on! Go on, Mr Reid!
0:51:59 > 0:52:01Get him, Mr Reid! We believe in you!
0:52:01 > 0:52:05- DOVE:- We may come to know the 20th century as the great era of peace...
0:52:05 > 0:52:07Well, now.
0:52:07 > 0:52:08Let us parley.
0:52:10 > 0:52:15..and at last know an age of true harmony between men.
0:52:17 > 0:52:19PEOPLE SHOUT
0:52:26 > 0:52:28I will...
0:52:28 > 0:52:30end you.
0:52:33 > 0:52:35HE GRUNTS
0:52:35 > 0:52:37Father!
0:52:39 > 0:52:42HE SCREAMS
0:52:53 > 0:52:54No!
0:52:56 > 0:52:58SHE SOBS
0:52:58 > 0:53:01Please, Mr Shine.
0:53:01 > 0:53:02He is my father.
0:53:04 > 0:53:06Get her away from here.
0:53:06 > 0:53:07SHE SOBS
0:53:07 > 0:53:09Get her away from here.
0:53:09 > 0:53:10Mathilda.
0:53:13 > 0:53:15Mathilda...
0:53:16 > 0:53:18We had to catch him.
0:53:19 > 0:53:20I will never forgive you!
0:53:32 > 0:53:35SHINE PANTS
0:53:35 > 0:53:37CROWD MURMURS
0:53:45 > 0:53:46REID GROANS
0:53:49 > 0:53:52REID GROANS
0:53:53 > 0:53:55Behold him!
0:53:55 > 0:53:56CROWD MURMURS
0:53:57 > 0:53:59Behold him!
0:54:00 > 0:54:03Look upon your Edmund Reid!
0:54:06 > 0:54:08Look upon him!
0:54:08 > 0:54:10REID GROANS
0:54:12 > 0:54:14He is fallen.
0:54:17 > 0:54:19He is fallen.
0:54:20 > 0:54:21See him...
0:54:23 > 0:54:25..kneel now
0:54:25 > 0:54:27before the justice
0:54:27 > 0:54:29of Jedediah Shine.
0:54:29 > 0:54:31REID GASPS
0:54:31 > 0:54:34SHINE SIGHS
0:54:36 > 0:54:38You will know it, Edmund.
0:54:39 > 0:54:41HE LAUGHS
0:54:41 > 0:54:43At last,
0:54:43 > 0:54:45you WILL know it.
0:54:48 > 0:54:50What it means to have
0:54:50 > 0:54:54all you are snatched from you...
0:54:55 > 0:54:57..to be a half-man
0:54:57 > 0:55:00in a half-life
0:55:00 > 0:55:03with naught in your black heart...
0:55:03 > 0:55:06HE SOBS
0:55:06 > 0:55:07..but hate.
0:55:08 > 0:55:10Hate.
0:55:10 > 0:55:13SHINE SOBS
0:55:22 > 0:55:24I have dreamed of this.
0:55:29 > 0:55:31RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:55:34 > 0:55:36HE SIGHS
0:55:38 > 0:55:40Put him in irons.
0:55:44 > 0:55:46I'm finished.
0:55:48 > 0:55:49Finished.
0:56:17 > 0:56:20RINGING IN HIS HEAD
0:56:20 > 0:56:21HE GROANS
0:56:26 > 0:56:29No. No more.
0:56:29 > 0:56:31No more, no more.
0:56:32 > 0:56:34No more!
0:56:34 > 0:56:36HE GRUNTS
0:56:39 > 0:56:41HE GASPS
0:56:41 > 0:56:43HE CHUCKLES
0:56:43 > 0:56:45I am...
0:56:45 > 0:56:46my own master.
0:56:49 > 0:56:51Ain't no man...
0:56:51 > 0:56:53brings down Jedediah Shine...
0:56:55 > 0:56:57..except Jedediah Shine.
0:56:59 > 0:57:01I'm done with dreaming.
0:57:01 > 0:57:03HE GASPS
0:57:26 > 0:57:28FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:58:07 > 0:58:09Mr Reid? What must we do next?
0:58:09 > 0:58:11The dead can always speak.
0:58:11 > 0:58:13- Order!- You would send one of your own to the rope?- We would.
0:58:13 > 0:58:17I made the promise. Does he not merit intervention?
0:58:17 > 0:58:18I have a plan.
0:58:21 > 0:58:24Forget your hopes. Whitechapel is coming for you.