0:00:02 > 0:00:03I was told that you were dead. But he did not...
0:00:03 > 0:00:05Yes, but I was told this.
0:00:05 > 0:00:09I will talk to her. My word on it.
0:00:09 > 0:00:10I do not see an animal, Nathaniel.
0:00:10 > 0:00:14And what if we left this place? Robin as well.
0:00:14 > 0:00:17Robin Sumner, you trust me, don't you?
0:00:18 > 0:00:20I'll see you safe.
0:00:20 > 0:00:23You've been a very brave boy, Robin.
0:00:28 > 0:00:29Well, that boy's dead,
0:00:29 > 0:00:32washed up like garbage in the mud of Goodluck Hope.
0:00:32 > 0:00:35It's your piece-of-shit brother, killing on account of your killing,
0:00:35 > 0:00:36you goddamn animals.
0:00:38 > 0:00:41There is a candle, sir.
0:00:44 > 0:00:46BONE CRUNCHES
0:00:48 > 0:00:50No!
0:00:50 > 0:00:53Mathilda! We had to catch him!
0:01:16 > 0:01:18Mr Reid?
0:01:18 > 0:01:20Sir?
0:01:21 > 0:01:23Mr Reid?
0:01:24 > 0:01:27How is it you were taken?
0:01:29 > 0:01:32They say it was as though you surrendered.
0:01:33 > 0:01:35Why?
0:01:36 > 0:01:38Sir, to what end? Hm?
0:01:39 > 0:01:44Did you and the Captain find Robin's killed mother and uncle?
0:01:44 > 0:01:46THATCHER SIGHS
0:01:46 > 0:01:49On what rash instinct has he and Miss Susan now blasted their way
0:01:49 > 0:01:51in and out of Mr Dove's home?
0:01:53 > 0:01:55Please?
0:01:58 > 0:02:00Please, Mr Reid.
0:02:03 > 0:02:04What must we do next?
0:02:11 > 0:02:12Mr Reid?
0:02:15 > 0:02:17Mr Reid?
0:02:57 > 0:02:59MAN: You can see they came through this way.
0:02:59 > 0:03:03This is your case, Inspector Drummond.
0:03:03 > 0:03:06This may be Hackney, but this is a crime birthed in Whitechapel.
0:03:06 > 0:03:09Its felons will no doubt be hid there until their escape may be made
0:03:09 > 0:03:11and you, sir, and your men at H Division,
0:03:11 > 0:03:13you shall hunt and trap them in Whitechapel.
0:03:13 > 0:03:16Am I clear? Yes, Mr Dove.
0:03:16 > 0:03:20Now that they've got the boy, they must make their escape and must show themselves in so doing.
0:03:20 > 0:03:23Therefore, will you allow me more men requisitioned from the J and the K?
0:03:23 > 0:03:26See the docksides locked down, all the train stations likewise.
0:03:26 > 0:03:28She was mother to me when I had need of one.
0:03:28 > 0:03:30CLOCK TICKS
0:03:30 > 0:03:32And they have stole my son.
0:03:33 > 0:03:36So, yes, Inspector, you shall have all the men you require.
0:03:36 > 0:03:38Only make the instruction. Yes, sir.
0:03:38 > 0:03:43And Mr Reid? Now that Mr Shine's last actions have delivered him into your custody, does he speak?
0:03:43 > 0:03:44He does not.
0:03:44 > 0:03:48And never mind what Mr Shine did to him. It's...
0:03:48 > 0:03:51it's as if the marrow has been sucked from his bones.
0:03:51 > 0:03:54The betrayal he has suffered.
0:03:54 > 0:03:58The perception of it, at least. It is perhaps understandable.
0:03:58 > 0:04:01You have cleared the Leman Street cells for his safety there?
0:04:01 > 0:04:02I have.
0:04:02 > 0:04:04Then perhaps I might interview him?
0:04:04 > 0:04:06I should be grateful, sir.
0:04:06 > 0:04:09Then let us to Leman Street. After you, Inspector.
0:04:12 > 0:04:16Send for a photographer. Do not let the mortuary men touch her.
0:04:50 > 0:04:52Thank you, Matthew.
0:04:53 > 0:04:55Thank you.
0:04:59 > 0:05:01I never knew...
0:05:01 > 0:05:05I never knew what it would be to see the two of you together...
0:05:07 > 0:05:10..and to know myself changed.
0:05:12 > 0:05:14And, Connor,
0:05:14 > 0:05:17you watch your father,
0:05:17 > 0:05:21but, despite all, there is much to take example from.
0:05:22 > 0:05:24His courage.
0:05:24 > 0:05:26His courage and his love.
0:05:28 > 0:05:31There are fences yet to be leapt.
0:05:33 > 0:05:35But we're going home, son,
0:05:35 > 0:05:37to America.
0:05:37 > 0:05:40And there, there are deep valleys
0:05:40 > 0:05:43and there are rivers that are fresh with spring thaw.
0:05:47 > 0:05:49I have the carriage ready.
0:05:49 > 0:05:52My driver will take you as far as the Old North Road
0:05:52 > 0:05:53and then make his own way home.
0:05:53 > 0:05:56Now, Connor, this is Miss Mimi,
0:05:56 > 0:05:59our true friend.
0:05:59 > 0:06:01Well, how else am I to be rid of you?
0:06:01 > 0:06:03The docks will be watched.
0:06:03 > 0:06:06The boat trains for the northern and southern ports likewise.
0:06:06 > 0:06:10No, you'd only be apprehended, escape once again, return here,
0:06:10 > 0:06:12and I should never be able to open this playhouse to the paying public.
0:06:12 > 0:06:14All right. Best we're about it, then.
0:06:16 > 0:06:18A-ha.
0:06:19 > 0:06:23You do not wish to hear news of the wider world of Whitechapel?
0:06:23 > 0:06:27We do not. And what news is that, Miss Mimi?
0:06:27 > 0:06:29Jedediah Shine is dead.
0:06:35 > 0:06:38Well, that's cause for celebration, then.
0:06:38 > 0:06:39How so?
0:06:39 > 0:06:41Er...it is not said in detail...
0:06:44 > 0:06:47..only that the capture of Mr Reid was his last living act.
0:06:50 > 0:06:53It appears Mr Reid's daughter was turned to his betrayal.
0:06:55 > 0:06:57Hey, he knew the risk. I warned him.
0:06:57 > 0:07:02But he decided to go his own way, just as now we're going to go ours.
0:07:02 > 0:07:06Caitlin, you bring the boy. I'm going to take the bags out to the carriage.
0:07:09 > 0:07:11Caitlin, I said bring the boy.
0:07:11 > 0:07:14Matthew, I have to. I made the promise.
0:07:14 > 0:07:17That betrayal, that sundering, they are down to me.
0:07:17 > 0:07:20God damn it, Caitlin!
0:07:20 > 0:07:21No.
0:07:21 > 0:07:24Or does he not merit intervention? Does she not deserve the truth?
0:07:24 > 0:07:26And what about us, for Christ's sakes?
0:07:26 > 0:07:29We have him, we have Connor,
0:07:29 > 0:07:31and now you're going to go saunter over
0:07:31 > 0:07:34and present yourself to the home address of Inspector Samuel Drummond?
0:07:34 > 0:07:37I do not suggest such a thing.
0:07:37 > 0:07:39Then what?
0:07:39 > 0:07:41DOOR RATTLES AND CREAKS
0:07:48 > 0:07:49DOG BARKS OUTSIDE
0:07:49 > 0:07:52Will you leave us a moment, Inspector Drummond?
0:07:52 > 0:07:53Yes, sir.
0:07:58 > 0:08:00DOG BARKS OUTSIDE
0:08:00 > 0:08:02DOOR SHUTS
0:08:04 > 0:08:06All of London is a-clamour, sir.
0:08:07 > 0:08:10The capital's press is therefore to be gathered
0:08:10 > 0:08:12at Scotland Yard tomorrow morning...
0:08:13 > 0:08:18..where I shall explain to them the ugly whys and wherefores of how it is
0:08:18 > 0:08:22the leading police of Whitechapel are either murdered or murdering.
0:08:26 > 0:08:28I'm sure you...
0:08:28 > 0:08:32understand, therefore...
0:08:34 > 0:08:36..a service you would render,
0:08:36 > 0:08:38should you give full account of...
0:08:41 > 0:08:42..all you know.
0:08:48 > 0:08:50Your friends have killed once more.
0:08:50 > 0:08:53More blood,
0:08:53 > 0:08:55the spattering of which lands on your shirt cuffs, Mr Reid,
0:08:55 > 0:08:59for you know where they might be found and will not say.
0:09:00 > 0:09:02Will you now tell me?
0:09:12 > 0:09:15And be aware I do not offer you terms.
0:09:15 > 0:09:21You are wiser than to think your many articles of disgrace might be shrived for one act of confession.
0:09:21 > 0:09:25No, you speak, because you understand that this mayhem must come to an end.
0:09:25 > 0:09:29You do it because you believe in a resolution.
0:09:29 > 0:09:31A last good act for Edmund Reid.
0:09:33 > 0:09:36It will not erase the stain of your works, sir.
0:09:36 > 0:09:38But it will return a measure of order
0:09:38 > 0:09:41to the community you have purported to serve...
0:09:44 > 0:09:46..and some peace
0:09:46 > 0:09:49to the shattered soul of your daughter.
0:09:53 > 0:09:56I could hear Bennet Drake as he died.
0:09:58 > 0:10:01I heard what it was he said to your brother,
0:10:01 > 0:10:04before your brother took his throat out.
0:10:06 > 0:10:11Bennet said that to see him was only looking in a mirror...
0:10:12 > 0:10:14..and now you and I here,
0:10:14 > 0:10:17facing reflections of our own.
0:10:19 > 0:10:21I know you sincere, Mr Dove...
0:10:24 > 0:10:29..sincere in your hope that the world be righted and renewed...
0:10:30 > 0:10:33..the pitiless murk of the past
0:10:33 > 0:10:35be obliterated and forgot.
0:10:36 > 0:10:39This journey here,
0:10:39 > 0:10:41ours,
0:10:41 > 0:10:44began with a man named Isaac Bloom.
0:10:45 > 0:10:46You recall the name?
0:10:49 > 0:10:50Isaac was a mathematician.
0:10:50 > 0:10:54He believed that numbers betrayed the true nature of our universe
0:10:54 > 0:10:56and that, accordingly, it was empirically proved
0:10:56 > 0:11:01that the entropy of the universe extended to a maximum,
0:11:01 > 0:11:05that everything moved irretrievably from order
0:11:05 > 0:11:07into chaos.
0:11:09 > 0:11:11You do not believe that, do you?
0:11:11 > 0:11:13I cannot.
0:11:13 > 0:11:18I said the same, because what hope for Whitechapel if he were right?
0:11:20 > 0:11:22You wish for a confession of truth from me?
0:11:23 > 0:11:25I do.
0:11:25 > 0:11:27Well, this is it.
0:11:27 > 0:11:29Isaac Bloom was correct in all that he said.
0:11:31 > 0:11:33You forget your hopes, sir,
0:11:33 > 0:11:35because this Whitechapel is coming for you.
0:11:38 > 0:11:40The one last good act, you say?
0:11:43 > 0:11:45Then I choose the simplest.
0:11:47 > 0:11:49I will not betray my friends.
0:12:14 > 0:12:18He will not speak. But we must proceed, regardless.
0:12:18 > 0:12:22The man he is, his position in your own private life,
0:12:22 > 0:12:24it is no easy thing, I know.
0:12:24 > 0:12:27But you see him charged, Inspector.
0:12:27 > 0:12:28I shall, Mr Dove.
0:12:31 > 0:12:35My, but you are upright, the pair of you.
0:12:35 > 0:12:38Careful, Frank.
0:12:38 > 0:12:41What is it scares you, Drum?
0:12:41 > 0:12:43That just as the sanctified Miss Mathilda Reid has done,
0:12:43 > 0:12:48we too might find cause to wallop you in full view of the world?
0:12:48 > 0:12:51Are you about your work, Desk Sergeant?
0:12:51 > 0:12:53Have you wired the J and K about them extra boots?
0:12:53 > 0:12:56Do they even now read their instructions
0:12:56 > 0:12:58as to how each and every means of departure from this town
0:12:58 > 0:13:00is to be barricaded?
0:13:01 > 0:13:03No? Then see it done!
0:13:03 > 0:13:07And when you have, you may come and witness Mr Reid's charge sheet.
0:13:07 > 0:13:09Hear his offences for yourself.
0:13:47 > 0:13:49Please confirm your name.
0:13:49 > 0:13:51Edmund John James Reid.
0:13:51 > 0:13:54Address? 14 Fairclough Street, Whitechapel.
0:13:54 > 0:13:56Occupation?
0:13:58 > 0:13:59Police officer. Drummond?
0:13:59 > 0:14:04What I asked of you earlier, you told Mathilda?
0:14:05 > 0:14:07That I understand, that I understood?
0:14:08 > 0:14:10KNOCK AT DOOR
0:14:10 > 0:14:12Please, will you tell her?
0:14:15 > 0:14:16Please say that you'll tell her.
0:14:16 > 0:14:20CLEARS THROAT: Charge sheet against Reid, Edmund John James.
0:14:20 > 0:14:22Witness, Sergeant Francis Thatcher.
0:14:22 > 0:14:25Her Majesty's Metropolitan Police do charge you with the following crimes.
0:14:25 > 0:14:29The unlawful murder with malice aforethought of Theodore Swift.
0:14:29 > 0:14:31The unlawful murder of Horace Buckley. Drum...
0:14:31 > 0:14:33Aiding and abetting in the unlawful murder of Frank Goodnight.
0:14:33 > 0:14:35Resisting arrest.
0:14:35 > 0:14:37Drummond. Conspiracy to defeat justice.
0:14:37 > 0:14:40Please... Being an accessory after the fact... Mathilda must know.
0:14:40 > 0:14:44..to the felony of permitting... She must not suffer... ..Miss Susan Hart... ..further distress.
0:14:44 > 0:14:47..and Captain Homer Jackson to regain their liberty, whilst having them in custody.
0:14:47 > 0:14:50It is only a message. You will sign here, Mr Reid. Why will you not undertake to give it?
0:14:50 > 0:14:51He cannot undertake to do that, Mr Reid,
0:14:51 > 0:14:54because Miss Mathilda put him out on the streets and won't speak to him.
0:14:59 > 0:15:02Is this true, Drummond?
0:15:02 > 0:15:03Please, sir, sign... Tell me.
0:15:09 > 0:15:12Sergeant Thatcher, sign. Samuel Drummond?
0:15:14 > 0:15:16Was it you who lit the candle in Mathilda's window?
0:15:35 > 0:15:39Sergeant Thatcher, earlier, you were enquiring after the Sumner family.
0:15:39 > 0:15:40Yes, Mr Reid.
0:15:40 > 0:15:44Perhaps one-and-a-half kilometres upstream from the Limehouse Cut,
0:15:44 > 0:15:47there is a series of heavy meanders through Bow Creek
0:15:47 > 0:15:49and on the eastern bank
0:15:49 > 0:15:53there is a copse of black poplars at Goodluck Hope.
0:15:53 > 0:15:57Amongst, you will find a mound of earth marked with a prow of driftwood
0:15:57 > 0:16:01and within that grave you will find the murdered body of Robin Sumner.
0:16:07 > 0:16:08How?
0:16:10 > 0:16:14Who?
0:16:14 > 0:16:15Commissioner Dove, I believe.
0:16:24 > 0:16:26That man.
0:16:26 > 0:16:30And that Inspector Drum, up there with his vanity and his ambition,
0:16:30 > 0:16:33he may as well have the little boy's blood on his hands as well.
0:16:33 > 0:16:35Well, he shall hear what he's done.
0:16:35 > 0:16:36No. No, no.
0:16:36 > 0:16:39Samuel Drummond...Samuel Drummond is innocent of all and must remain so.
0:16:39 > 0:16:42Sir? The candle. Miss Mathilda. How can you defend him?
0:16:42 > 0:16:44It was done for the love of her.
0:16:46 > 0:16:48Whichever, Sergeant.
0:16:48 > 0:16:51It serves no purpose to ruin his sense of the world.
0:16:51 > 0:16:52Not yet, at any rate.
0:16:53 > 0:16:56Then I ask you again, sir.
0:16:57 > 0:16:59What must we do now?
0:16:59 > 0:17:02Not we, Francis Thatcher.
0:17:03 > 0:17:04You.
0:17:06 > 0:17:09TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS
0:17:12 > 0:17:14HAWKER SHOUTS
0:17:18 > 0:17:21You are Miss Mathilda Reid?
0:17:21 > 0:17:23Yes. Who are you?
0:17:34 > 0:17:36This is my theatre, Miss Reid.
0:17:36 > 0:17:40It means a great deal to me so I do hope that you can be trusted.
0:18:00 > 0:18:02FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:18:04 > 0:18:06Hello, Mathilda.
0:18:10 > 0:18:11Why am I brought here?
0:18:12 > 0:18:14Because she asks.
0:18:14 > 0:18:17And she has a way of getting what she asks for.
0:18:18 > 0:18:22You bank a great deal on my discretion, Miss Susan.
0:18:22 > 0:18:25I hope you will consider it a risk worth taking.
0:18:25 > 0:18:28Then what is it that I may do for you?
0:18:28 > 0:18:30Relieve me of a secret,
0:18:30 > 0:18:33I hope.
0:18:33 > 0:18:34How may I do that?
0:18:34 > 0:18:36Allow me to tell it to you...
0:18:37 > 0:18:40..for I've kept it long and it is to me a poison.
0:18:40 > 0:18:42FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:18:49 > 0:18:51Hello, Connor.
0:18:52 > 0:18:54My son knows a friend when he sees one.
0:18:59 > 0:19:01May I fetch you some tea, Miss Reid?
0:19:03 > 0:19:04Thank you, Captain Jackson.
0:19:08 > 0:19:10We heard the news of your father.
0:19:10 > 0:19:13He was hid here with us until...
0:19:15 > 0:19:16Well, you called to him,
0:19:16 > 0:19:19and which father can resist the call of his child?
0:19:19 > 0:19:21But I did not call to him,
0:19:21 > 0:19:24did not send him out to go beneath Mr Shine's fists.
0:19:24 > 0:19:25I would not. I could not.
0:19:25 > 0:19:28I believe it, Mathilda. You love him.
0:19:30 > 0:19:30I do.
0:19:34 > 0:19:35And yet...
0:19:35 > 0:19:37The things he has done?
0:19:43 > 0:19:45May I tell you about my father?
0:19:53 > 0:19:55LONG SUSAN TALKS
0:20:05 > 0:20:07Are you feeling all right?
0:20:07 > 0:20:09Oh, um...
0:20:09 > 0:20:10a little flu.
0:20:10 > 0:20:13..great ambition,
0:20:13 > 0:20:16what he suffered and for all its horror...
0:20:18 > 0:20:22..I wished for Mr Reid to lock the grille and leave my father there.
0:20:22 > 0:20:25Forgive me, Miss Susan.
0:20:25 > 0:20:29But your father's fate, my own's involvement in that,
0:20:29 > 0:20:33it is not those actions which brought me to despair.
0:20:33 > 0:20:34I know, Mathilda.
0:20:34 > 0:20:36But Mr Buckley... what he did to Mr Buckley...
0:20:36 > 0:20:40Mathilda, this...this is why I bring you here.
0:20:43 > 0:20:45Whenever,
0:20:45 > 0:20:47down the years,
0:20:47 > 0:20:51you bring to mind the picture of what befell Mr Buckley in that cellar,
0:20:51 > 0:20:56you no more imagine Mr Reid with that man's head between his fists...
0:20:56 > 0:20:58but myself.
0:21:01 > 0:21:03Now, it would take you another lifetime to understand
0:21:03 > 0:21:07what would have made me do...do such a thing,
0:21:07 > 0:21:09but at the time I believed your father
0:21:09 > 0:21:13perhaps as vicious as your... your worst dreams may suggest...
0:21:15 > 0:21:17..and...
0:21:17 > 0:21:20SNIFFS ..to my shame,
0:21:20 > 0:21:22my life...
0:21:22 > 0:21:24my lifelong shame,
0:21:24 > 0:21:27I saw a way by which...
0:21:28 > 0:21:30..all that I had made for myself...
0:21:31 > 0:21:36..all that your father would set himself upon taking from me,
0:21:36 > 0:21:40I saw a means to protect it and that means was a lie.
0:21:41 > 0:21:45In the days after you were found, taken into my care,
0:21:45 > 0:21:48your mind fevered, wandering,
0:21:48 > 0:21:53the damaged spirit child Mr Buckley had made you believe that you were...
0:21:57 > 0:22:01..your father, Mr Reid, came looking for you
0:22:01 > 0:22:03and I told him you were dead.
0:22:03 > 0:22:06And worse, Mathilda.
0:22:08 > 0:22:12For all Mr Buckley's gentleness to you,
0:22:12 > 0:22:15I described a vision of horror to your father,
0:22:15 > 0:22:18that you had been chained and starved and...and violated
0:22:18 > 0:22:20all those years that you'd been gone from him.
0:22:20 > 0:22:23So, yes, he took Horace Buckley's life.
0:22:23 > 0:22:25But with my hands, Mathilda.
0:22:26 > 0:22:30My hands.
0:22:32 > 0:22:33As...
0:22:34 > 0:22:36..as though he were my puppet.
0:22:41 > 0:22:44It's true, Miss Reid.
0:22:44 > 0:22:45All of it.
0:22:51 > 0:22:55And so you bring me here now to tell me this,
0:22:55 > 0:22:58because you have your son, are leaving,
0:22:58 > 0:23:01and wish to unburden yourself before you do?
0:23:01 > 0:23:06Forgive me, but, as ever, I feel you serve no-one's ends but your own.
0:23:07 > 0:23:09Think on it,
0:23:09 > 0:23:13as my father is dragged pitilessly to his justice,
0:23:13 > 0:23:15while you escape yours.
0:23:17 > 0:23:19God damn it!
0:23:20 > 0:23:23You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you?
0:23:23 > 0:23:26Of all the women in the world to have an attack of conscience.
0:23:26 > 0:23:28Jesus Christ!
0:23:30 > 0:23:32God damn it!
0:23:32 > 0:23:35I mean, what did he ever do for me, huh?
0:23:35 > 0:23:38Hauled his flapping ass out of more scrapes than I care to think of,
0:23:38 > 0:23:39and now...
0:23:39 > 0:23:41Now what, Captain?
0:23:45 > 0:23:48I have a goddamn plan...
0:23:48 > 0:23:49that's what.
0:24:01 > 0:24:03I see him, Sarge.
0:24:07 > 0:24:10Evening, boys. You took your sweet time.
0:24:10 > 0:24:13Think it's going to take six of you, do you?
0:24:13 > 0:24:15Well, perhaps it might...
0:24:16 > 0:24:20..if you were men and not cowards and eunuchs.
0:24:22 > 0:24:24Come on, darlings.
0:24:34 > 0:24:36Where's Sergeant Thatcher?
0:24:36 > 0:24:38Don't know, sir. Well, somebody bloody find him!
0:24:38 > 0:24:40RAISED VOICES
0:24:40 > 0:24:42Stay there!
0:24:44 > 0:24:46Well, Drummond, the fairy queen himself.
0:25:06 > 0:25:10Whatever it is you have in mind, do not take me for a fool.
0:25:12 > 0:25:14Has he been searched?
0:25:15 > 0:25:16Strip him.
0:25:18 > 0:25:20Do it!
0:25:38 > 0:25:40Inspector, sir... What?
0:25:40 > 0:25:41You're called for.
0:25:41 > 0:25:43I'm occupied. Take a note or send them away.
0:25:43 > 0:25:45It is Miss Reid, sir.
0:25:45 > 0:25:48DISTANT DOG BARKS
0:25:54 > 0:25:58Lock Captain Jackson down. Two men on the outer door also.
0:26:11 > 0:26:13What is it you do, Captain?
0:26:13 > 0:26:18Attack of conscience, Reid, and you can save your gratitude for later.
0:26:18 > 0:26:22And why am I grateful that you too are now incarcerated?
0:26:24 > 0:26:25Why do you think?
0:26:25 > 0:26:28Not that you deserve it, but we're going to break you out of here.
0:26:28 > 0:26:30We?
0:26:35 > 0:26:37Tilda?
0:26:43 > 0:26:45Tilda.
0:26:45 > 0:26:47Will you come upstairs so we may talk?
0:26:48 > 0:26:51In due course, perhaps.
0:26:51 > 0:26:54For now, I would see my father.
0:26:54 > 0:26:56Drum, you may take a moment
0:26:56 > 0:26:58to consider the consequences of denying me this,
0:26:58 > 0:27:00but do not take any longer.
0:27:03 > 0:27:05DOOR RATTLES AND CREAKS
0:27:12 > 0:27:13Thank you, Drum. As I said, alone.
0:27:17 > 0:27:19I shall wait beyond.
0:27:19 > 0:27:21Hammer on the door when you are done, Tilda.
0:27:25 > 0:27:26Father. Darling girl.
0:27:26 > 0:27:29Are you hurt? What that man did... Hush, Mathilda. I shall live.
0:27:29 > 0:27:32My candle. It was not myself to have lit it.
0:27:32 > 0:27:35I know. I know, Mathilda.
0:27:35 > 0:27:36But how?
0:27:36 > 0:27:39Mr Drummond is not a man much able to disguise his shame.
0:27:39 > 0:27:40He told you? Not as such.
0:27:40 > 0:27:42But he bears it hard, my darling.
0:27:42 > 0:27:44Hey, my heart bleeds for him, really, but, Miss Reid,
0:27:44 > 0:27:48do you think it's about time we got about our chief purpose?
0:27:50 > 0:27:52No, no. No.
0:27:52 > 0:27:55No, I am not for the freeing, Mathilda.
0:27:55 > 0:27:58Excuse me? No more running, no more, no more.
0:27:58 > 0:28:00But, Miss Susan, she explained all to me.
0:28:00 > 0:28:02No, no. Not all.
0:28:02 > 0:28:03The man, Buckley, perhaps.
0:28:03 > 0:28:07Her father, Theodore Swift, I can never regret that.
0:28:07 > 0:28:11But think on your Uncle Bennet and all I brought him to.
0:28:14 > 0:28:18Mathilda, an accounting must be made.
0:28:18 > 0:28:20And now you're happy to let me hang alongside you,
0:28:20 > 0:28:23when I bust my ass in here to free you?
0:28:23 > 0:28:25Yes.
0:28:25 > 0:28:27On that matter, it is my own strategy, Captain,
0:28:27 > 0:28:29and I very much hope it shan't come to that.
0:28:29 > 0:28:31And that strategy being what?
0:28:31 > 0:28:34Francis Thatcher is gone to exhume the body of Robin Sumner.
0:28:38 > 0:28:41I thought you said you left that boy to rest.
0:28:41 > 0:28:43He rests. Augustus Dove prevails.
0:28:45 > 0:28:47Now, he may rest in due course again,
0:28:47 > 0:28:50but it is that boy who will give his own tragedy...
0:28:50 > 0:28:53His family is here, Bennet Drake's, Isaac Bloom's.
0:28:53 > 0:28:56It is that boy who will hand them their justice,
0:28:56 > 0:28:57even if I am handed mine alongside.
0:28:57 > 0:29:02And how is the boy to do that, Reid? That boy cannot speak.
0:29:02 > 0:29:05The dead can always speak, Captain, when you are there to aid them.
0:29:08 > 0:29:11BIRDS TWEET, CARRIAGE APPROACHES
0:29:11 > 0:29:13DOOR OPENS
0:29:16 > 0:29:19My apologies, brother. I have left you alone too long.
0:29:19 > 0:29:20I thought we might eat together.
0:29:44 > 0:29:48Last night, as we came under attack, you broke down your door.
0:29:48 > 0:29:49I did.
0:29:49 > 0:29:52You did this so you might assist my people?
0:29:56 > 0:29:58I heard the pup calling.
0:29:58 > 0:30:01And yet you did not protect him?
0:30:02 > 0:30:04Well, the Captain, he...
0:30:04 > 0:30:06he had a pistol.
0:30:07 > 0:30:09And besides... Besides what, brother?
0:30:12 > 0:30:14Miss Susan is his mother.
0:30:14 > 0:30:16She is a murderer, Nathaniel.
0:30:18 > 0:30:19So am I, Gustus.
0:30:31 > 0:30:33Do you recall the boy Robin Sumner?
0:30:34 > 0:30:36Of course.
0:30:36 > 0:30:38DOGS BARK OUTSIDE
0:30:38 > 0:30:40Miss Susan told me...
0:30:40 > 0:30:43he is, in fact, not safe,
0:30:43 > 0:30:45but he is dead.
0:30:48 > 0:30:51And she knows this how?
0:30:51 > 0:30:53Captain found him in water...
0:30:55 > 0:30:56..at Goodluck Hope.
0:31:00 > 0:31:04How dead, did these most valued witnesses say?
0:31:05 > 0:31:06Killed...
0:31:08 > 0:31:10..by you, they believe.
0:31:13 > 0:31:17And what do you believe, Nathaniel?
0:31:17 > 0:31:19You, who have known me your entire life.
0:31:22 > 0:31:24Do you truly believe I could do that to a pup?
0:31:27 > 0:31:29A pup?
0:31:33 > 0:31:34No.
0:31:37 > 0:31:40Now, we are almost home.
0:31:40 > 0:31:44Edmund Reid lies in a cell at Leman Street, his spirit broken.
0:31:44 > 0:31:46The woman Hart and her American must now escape with their child
0:31:46 > 0:31:50and will surely be taken in so doing.
0:31:53 > 0:31:55It will be Christmas before we know it.
0:31:55 > 0:32:00We shall fill the house with food and gifts and friends
0:32:00 > 0:32:02and give thanks for the future ahead of us.
0:32:06 > 0:32:07Eat.
0:32:26 > 0:32:29BIRDS TWEET
0:32:29 > 0:32:31GULLS CRY
0:32:38 > 0:32:39Right.
0:32:48 > 0:32:49HE SNIFFS
0:33:18 > 0:33:20HE BREATHES HARD
0:33:33 > 0:33:35BIRDS TWEET
0:33:37 > 0:33:39GATE SQUEAKS
0:34:01 > 0:34:04RUNNING WATER, CROWS CAW
0:34:06 > 0:34:08RUNNING WATER
0:34:09 > 0:34:11HE BREATHES HARD
0:34:16 > 0:34:19RUNNING WATER
0:34:19 > 0:34:21I will fear no evil...
0:34:23 > 0:34:25..for thou art with me,
0:34:25 > 0:34:29thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
0:34:30 > 0:34:32HE SNIFFS
0:34:44 > 0:34:46Oh.
0:34:46 > 0:34:48HE BREATHES HARD
0:34:55 > 0:34:57HE GULPS
0:34:58 > 0:35:01HE SOBS
0:35:03 > 0:35:05Oh, Robin.
0:35:06 > 0:35:09How did you know where to find him, Sergeant?
0:35:14 > 0:35:16Mr Reid told me where.
0:35:16 > 0:35:17And what will you do with him now?
0:35:22 > 0:35:24Get him his retribution.
0:35:27 > 0:35:30An admirable instinct, Mr Thatcher.
0:35:30 > 0:35:32A policeman's instinct.
0:35:32 > 0:35:34GUNSHOT
0:35:37 > 0:35:39THATCHER GRUNTS
0:35:39 > 0:35:43You have saved me a great deal of trouble.
0:35:43 > 0:35:45I should have been here all night otherwise.
0:35:50 > 0:35:52HE GRUNTS
0:35:54 > 0:35:56THATCHER GRUNTS
0:35:56 > 0:35:58SOBS
0:35:59 > 0:36:01RUNNING WATER
0:36:04 > 0:36:06THATCHER SOBS
0:36:09 > 0:36:11THATCHER GRUNTS
0:36:13 > 0:36:15It is a faster current here... GROANS
0:36:15 > 0:36:17..and the course runs direct.
0:36:18 > 0:36:20Do you see?
0:36:20 > 0:36:22The pilot lights at Limehouse Cut.
0:36:22 > 0:36:27The Thames running on the spring tide and, beyond, the ocean.
0:36:29 > 0:36:32As you sought to show Robin Sumner his path in life,
0:36:32 > 0:36:33you will lead him on in death now.
0:36:33 > 0:36:35HE GROANS
0:36:40 > 0:36:42RUNNING WATER
0:36:47 > 0:36:49HE BREATHES HARD
0:37:20 > 0:37:22WATER SPLASHES
0:37:26 > 0:37:28HE BREATHES HARD
0:37:29 > 0:37:32HE BREATHES HARD
0:37:56 > 0:37:58HE SIGHS
0:38:00 > 0:38:02HE SIGHS
0:38:04 > 0:38:06JACKSON PACES
0:38:11 > 0:38:15Whichever road Thatcher took, he's late.
0:38:15 > 0:38:16He is way, way late.
0:38:19 > 0:38:22JACKSON SIGHS
0:38:22 > 0:38:26Yeah, they're waiting for me, you know? My wife, my boy.
0:38:26 > 0:38:28For you too, if you need a ride.
0:38:33 > 0:38:37We have the guns, we have the dynamite, Reid.
0:38:37 > 0:38:39We might...just go.
0:38:42 > 0:38:44You might.
0:38:44 > 0:38:46You ought.
0:38:46 > 0:38:49Whatever has happened, whatever is coming, I cannot explain it.
0:38:49 > 0:38:51But I...I must be here to see it.
0:38:51 > 0:38:54But I am in earnest, Captain.
0:38:54 > 0:38:56You go. Go now.
0:38:59 > 0:39:01What?
0:39:01 > 0:39:04And let you martyr yourself all alone?
0:39:47 > 0:39:49BIRDS TWEET OUTSIDE
0:40:05 > 0:40:07Nathaniel!
0:40:15 > 0:40:17KNOCK AT DOOR
0:40:18 > 0:40:21Mr Dove, sir, your carriage is here.
0:40:21 > 0:40:23CLICKS WATCH
0:40:24 > 0:40:26CLICKS WATCH
0:40:56 > 0:40:58LOW CHATTER
0:41:04 > 0:41:06CLOCK CHIMES
0:41:09 > 0:41:11CLOCK CHIMES
0:41:13 > 0:41:16CHATTER
0:41:19 > 0:41:22CHATTER INTENSIFIES
0:41:25 > 0:41:26CHATTER
0:41:31 > 0:41:32CHATTER
0:41:32 > 0:41:35Order.
0:41:35 > 0:41:38CHATTER
0:41:38 > 0:41:40God damn you, silence!
0:41:40 > 0:41:42CHATTER HALTS
0:41:42 > 0:41:45So that the newspapermen of London may be furnished with the truth,
0:41:45 > 0:41:48Assistant Commissioner Dove will now elaborate.
0:41:48 > 0:41:50Thank you, Commissioner.
0:41:53 > 0:41:56It is with regret I must announce the death
0:41:56 > 0:41:59of Inspector First Class Jedediah Shine of H Division, Whitechapel.
0:41:59 > 0:42:01CHATTER
0:42:01 > 0:42:03How do you respond to rumours...
0:42:03 > 0:42:05GAVEL BANGS
0:42:05 > 0:42:08Please. CHATTER PAUSES
0:42:08 > 0:42:10Mr Shine was as fine and resourceful a policeman
0:42:10 > 0:42:14as any this force has known. He will be mourned accordingly.
0:42:14 > 0:42:16WHISPER: Extraordinary.
0:42:16 > 0:42:19I need hardly mention how hard this goes on the morale of our men,
0:42:19 > 0:42:22who only so recently lost Inspector Bennet Drake of the same division.
0:42:22 > 0:42:26Is there any connection between... How did Inspector Drake meet his end, though?
0:42:26 > 0:42:29Inspector Shine's last action... CHATTER PAUSES
0:42:29 > 0:42:32..was to secure the arrest of Edmund Reid,
0:42:32 > 0:42:37and whilst...and whilst I know that man's reputation was hard won,
0:42:37 > 0:42:39I hope that you will take in good faith the charges
0:42:39 > 0:42:41which the men of H Division will soon be presenting
0:42:41 > 0:42:43against their one-time station chief.
0:42:43 > 0:42:46Charges? How does this reflect on the force as a whole, sir?
0:42:46 > 0:42:47Let me say only this.
0:42:47 > 0:42:49None of the speculation carried in your pages
0:42:49 > 0:42:51is far from the truth of the matter.
0:42:51 > 0:42:56And should the courts, as I expect them to do, find Edmund Reid guilty,
0:42:56 > 0:42:59no matter his years of service,
0:42:59 > 0:43:02we will be urging for the most severe of penalties under the law.
0:43:02 > 0:43:04CHATTER
0:43:04 > 0:43:07Commissioner Bradford. Can this indeed be true?
0:43:07 > 0:43:09You would send one of your own to the rope?
0:43:15 > 0:43:17We would, Miss Castello.
0:43:17 > 0:43:19With ever greater conviction,
0:43:19 > 0:43:22given the vile and headstrong hypocrisy he has sanctioned and performed in our name.
0:43:22 > 0:43:24CHATTER
0:43:32 > 0:43:34CHATTER
0:43:38 > 0:43:40You are Castello?
0:43:40 > 0:43:43Good day, Mr Abberline.
0:43:43 > 0:43:44Come away, Miss.
0:43:52 > 0:43:54You heard? I did.
0:43:54 > 0:43:57Then you understand why I wired you.
0:43:57 > 0:43:59I hoped you might be prised from your retirement.
0:43:59 > 0:44:01Ed Reid is to be hanged.
0:44:01 > 0:44:05That hair-oiled smooth face back there,
0:44:05 > 0:44:07that is the Mr Dove you wrote of?
0:44:07 > 0:44:10I fear he now has the wherewithal to prevail.
0:44:10 > 0:44:12There are none left to challenge him.
0:44:12 > 0:44:14There is you, Miss.
0:44:14 > 0:44:17But all I had accumulated of his story,
0:44:17 > 0:44:21the murdered Rabbi Ratovski's own written account, I believe...
0:44:23 > 0:44:25..Mr Shine destroyed it.
0:44:25 > 0:44:28Then best we put it together again.
0:44:36 > 0:44:37Where is Francis Thatcher?
0:44:38 > 0:44:42Gone, as you ask. No man knows where.
0:44:42 > 0:44:43Not returned?
0:44:45 > 0:44:48Mathilda, why does the whereabouts of Frank Thatcher worry you so?
0:44:48 > 0:44:50I'm not sure I want to tell you, Drum.
0:44:50 > 0:44:55After all, I know what it is you do with the secrets I give you.
0:44:58 > 0:45:01I would take it back, if I could.
0:45:03 > 0:45:05I am sure.
0:45:05 > 0:45:07But not for him.
0:45:07 > 0:45:10All them things Mr Reid is said to have done, he done.
0:45:10 > 0:45:12I know. So, he must face his punishment.
0:45:17 > 0:45:19I understand, Drum.
0:45:19 > 0:45:21I did it for you, Tilda.
0:45:21 > 0:45:23Because I wanted...
0:45:23 > 0:45:28I still only want for you and I to be able to walk clean of this mess,
0:45:28 > 0:45:31for you, for once, to be able to stand atop the building of your life
0:45:31 > 0:45:32and look outward from it,
0:45:32 > 0:45:34not forever be casting your gaze back inside,
0:45:34 > 0:45:37for the fear it might catch fire again.
0:45:40 > 0:45:42And he is the building, you feel?
0:45:42 > 0:45:43Well?
0:45:44 > 0:45:45I mean, is he not?
0:46:07 > 0:46:08DOORS BANG
0:46:08 > 0:46:11Yard, son! Pipe down!
0:46:14 > 0:46:15Where's your chief?
0:46:17 > 0:46:20Mr Abberline.
0:46:20 > 0:46:22Mathilda Reid.
0:46:22 > 0:46:23Mr Abberline.
0:46:23 > 0:46:27On another occasion the men of H Division would gladly welcome you,
0:46:27 > 0:46:30but, as you might have heard, we are sorely pressed at the present moment.
0:46:30 > 0:46:32Who this?
0:46:32 > 0:46:35This is Inspector Drummond.
0:46:35 > 0:46:36This is him?
0:46:36 > 0:46:40The milksop with whom you bring yourself into shame and disrepute?
0:46:40 > 0:46:44Looks like he might battle to blow the head off a pint of mild.
0:46:46 > 0:46:48Nonetheless, sir,
0:46:48 > 0:46:50this is my command
0:46:50 > 0:46:55and I'd ask you why you've brung yourself here, today of all days.
0:47:01 > 0:47:03I would see my friend,
0:47:03 > 0:47:07before you and your master have his neck choked at Newgate.
0:47:10 > 0:47:15Tilda, it is not I that will pass that sentence on him, as you know,
0:47:15 > 0:47:16nor Mr Dove.
0:47:16 > 0:47:19He agitates for it, however.
0:47:19 > 0:47:22Drum, please.
0:47:22 > 0:47:23Allow it.
0:47:24 > 0:47:26I will not. It is prohibited.
0:47:28 > 0:47:30What is it you do, Drum?
0:47:30 > 0:47:33What else? Alert Mr Dove to this man's presence.
0:47:33 > 0:47:37You do it, sonny. I should be glad to know him.
0:47:52 > 0:47:54DOORS OPEN
0:47:54 > 0:47:57FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:47:57 > 0:47:59DOORS CREAK SHUT
0:47:59 > 0:48:01FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:48:07 > 0:48:08Hm.
0:48:12 > 0:48:15Hello?
0:48:20 > 0:48:21Susan?
0:48:24 > 0:48:25Captain?
0:49:07 > 0:49:09SHE GASPS
0:49:09 > 0:49:10Who are you?
0:49:11 > 0:49:14Wait, wait. Wait.
0:49:14 > 0:49:15Aah!
0:49:15 > 0:49:18Shut up! Gaah!
0:49:18 > 0:49:20Aaah! Be quiet. Be quiet!
0:49:20 > 0:49:23Nathaniel! Nathaniel, you leave her be.
0:49:42 > 0:49:45Will you...will you take Connor?
0:49:45 > 0:49:47And leave you here? He is a friend.
0:49:49 > 0:49:51Trust me.
0:50:03 > 0:50:05You brought him here?
0:50:05 > 0:50:06Why?
0:50:12 > 0:50:15Miss Susan, you told me
0:50:15 > 0:50:17and I had to ask him,
0:50:17 > 0:50:20because he...he is my brother.
0:50:21 > 0:50:23But, Gustus, he swore,
0:50:23 > 0:50:26no, he hadn't,
0:50:26 > 0:50:28and how could I believe this of him?
0:50:30 > 0:50:33But I watched and I followed him...
0:50:34 > 0:50:38..and I saw him, he put a bullet in that copper Thatcher.
0:50:38 > 0:50:40Thatcher's dead?
0:50:40 > 0:50:41Yes.
0:50:41 > 0:50:45He put 'em both in the river, but I swum out and I brought Robin back.
0:50:48 > 0:50:50SHE SIGHS
0:50:53 > 0:50:55Oh, why did you bring him to me?
0:50:55 > 0:50:57I've no-one else to go to...
0:50:59 > 0:51:01..and I feel as...
0:51:01 > 0:51:04as though something should be done
0:51:04 > 0:51:09and Robin should be shown to someone as proof.
0:51:09 > 0:51:11Augustus must be punished?
0:51:14 > 0:51:16Yeah.
0:51:18 > 0:51:20Why?
0:51:20 > 0:51:22Because he has killed.
0:51:22 > 0:51:24So have you, Nathaniel.
0:51:24 > 0:51:25But not a pup.
0:51:29 > 0:51:31Never a pup.
0:51:31 > 0:51:33Killing is killing...
0:51:34 > 0:51:35..and if...
0:51:38 > 0:51:40..if Augustus must be punished...
0:51:42 > 0:51:43..then you must.
0:51:48 > 0:51:50All who kill...
0:51:50 > 0:51:51must be punished.
0:52:00 > 0:52:03I'm frightened, Miss Susan.
0:52:03 > 0:52:05Perhaps...
0:52:05 > 0:52:07HE SNIFFS
0:52:07 > 0:52:09..perhaps I ought to go with you?
0:52:18 > 0:52:20Whoa!
0:52:28 > 0:52:30Thank you. Thank you, sir.
0:52:30 > 0:52:32Walk on.
0:52:49 > 0:52:51Miss Reid.
0:52:52 > 0:52:54You did right to send for me, Inspector.
0:52:54 > 0:52:56This him, then, is it?
0:52:56 > 0:52:58Mr Abberline.
0:52:58 > 0:53:01On another occasion, I should be grateful to meet you
0:53:01 > 0:53:03and account for actions we here have taken
0:53:03 > 0:53:06which I understand must surely fill you with horror.
0:53:06 > 0:53:10But, our force, we comrades cannot be seen to fight among ourselves.
0:53:12 > 0:53:15My, but you are silky and oiled, boy.
0:53:15 > 0:53:19However, I'm not in your force no more
0:53:19 > 0:53:24and even were I still, I would not call you my brother-man.
0:53:24 > 0:53:26Then, sir, I think Inspector Drummond must have his men
0:53:26 > 0:53:29escort you from these premises.
0:53:29 > 0:53:30Mr Drummond.
0:53:30 > 0:53:32You men, with me.
0:53:33 > 0:53:34Gustus.
0:53:49 > 0:53:51Good afternoon, Mr Dove.
0:53:57 > 0:54:01Inspector Drummond, my name is Caitlin Swift,
0:54:01 > 0:54:04and I wish to surrender myself to the police.
0:54:04 > 0:54:05RAISED VOICES
0:54:10 > 0:54:13My name is Nathaniel Croker...
0:54:15 > 0:54:18..and I too wish to surrender myself to the police.
0:54:18 > 0:54:20For what crime?
0:54:22 > 0:54:24I'm sorry, Gustus.
0:54:26 > 0:54:27I do not know you, sir.
0:54:30 > 0:54:32Which crime?
0:54:38 > 0:54:39Murder. PEOPLE TALK
0:54:40 > 0:54:42Whose? RAISED VOICES
0:54:46 > 0:54:47Leon Ratovski.
0:54:47 > 0:54:50Rabbi Leon Ratovski.
0:54:50 > 0:54:51RAISED VOICES
0:54:52 > 0:54:55Other men,
0:54:55 > 0:54:58whose names I did not know...
0:55:03 > 0:55:04..and Mr Drake.
0:55:04 > 0:55:07RAISED VOICES
0:55:11 > 0:55:14He known to you, is he, Mr Dove?
0:55:14 > 0:55:16He familiar?
0:55:18 > 0:55:20I do not know this man.
0:55:27 > 0:55:29Get 'em in. Men!
0:55:30 > 0:55:33Get them in, all of them! Now!
0:55:35 > 0:55:38Mathilda? What is it? What do you do?
0:55:38 > 0:55:40Father, I think you must come.
0:55:43 > 0:55:45RAISED VOICES
0:55:46 > 0:55:48Just follow procedures, Mr Drummond.
0:55:48 > 0:55:51All confessions to be writ, signed and witnessed.
0:55:51 > 0:55:53Yes, sir.
0:55:53 > 0:55:56Renshaw! Yes, sir.
0:55:56 > 0:55:58You keep away! Right?
0:55:58 > 0:56:01You keep away. Nathaniel.
0:56:01 > 0:56:03Allow it.
0:56:03 > 0:56:05They must see him.
0:56:29 > 0:56:33Who is this boy? Gustus.
0:56:33 > 0:56:35Please.
0:56:35 > 0:56:36You know.
0:56:38 > 0:56:40Yes, Mr Dove.
0:56:40 > 0:56:42You know. GUN COCKS
0:56:42 > 0:56:45I'll kill you, you son of a bitch. It is not worth the blood.
0:56:47 > 0:56:49You taught him...
0:56:49 > 0:56:52that he was the beast, did you not?
0:56:53 > 0:56:56And that make you more able to suppress and disguise
0:56:56 > 0:56:58your own monstrosity?
0:56:59 > 0:57:03Take control of your station house, Inspector!
0:57:03 > 0:57:06Barely have I known you ten minutes, boy,
0:57:06 > 0:57:10and already the sound of your voice makes me want to shit!
0:57:15 > 0:57:17Edmund.
0:57:17 > 0:57:18Fred.
0:57:22 > 0:57:24Samuel Drummond.
0:57:24 > 0:57:28You see, your station house has been overtaken by its prisoners.
0:57:30 > 0:57:34You are not to blame. You were overwhelmed, at gunpoint...
0:57:38 > 0:57:41..and your captors then locked down the station house around you.
0:58:03 > 0:58:05RAISED VOICES
0:58:07 > 0:58:11I knew chaos and horror long before I came to Whitechapel.
0:58:12 > 0:58:14Augustus knew it all.
0:58:14 > 0:58:16You're going to leave her be, Drummond.
0:58:16 > 0:58:19Caitlin! Think of what you and I once found.
0:58:21 > 0:58:23You are needed here, Mr Reid.
0:58:23 > 0:58:25Police. H Division.