0:00:04 > 0:00:06And now you're happy to let me hang alongside you,
0:00:06 > 0:00:09when I bust my ass in here to free you?
0:00:09 > 0:00:12Francis Thatcher is gone to exhume the body of Robin Sumner.
0:00:13 > 0:00:15GUNSHOT
0:00:16 > 0:00:19LONG SUSAN: All who kill must be punished.
0:00:19 > 0:00:21I wish to surrender myself to the police.
0:00:21 > 0:00:24And I too wish to surrender myself to the police.
0:00:24 > 0:00:25For what crime?
0:00:25 > 0:00:27Murder.
0:00:27 > 0:00:29I do not know you, sir.
0:00:31 > 0:00:33Who is this boy?
0:00:33 > 0:00:34- Gustus. - GUN COCKS
0:00:34 > 0:00:36You know.
0:00:37 > 0:00:41Take control of your station house, Inspector!
0:00:41 > 0:00:43Your voice makes me want to shit!
0:00:51 > 0:00:53RAISED VOICES
0:00:56 > 0:00:58ABBERLINE: That's right, Constable.
0:00:58 > 0:01:01All Whitechapel stands agog.
0:01:01 > 0:01:05Most like, Scotland Yard sends a battalion to free their chief.
0:01:05 > 0:01:08Be calm, lad. You be calm.
0:01:08 > 0:01:09RAISED VOICES OUTSIDE
0:01:12 > 0:01:13But I seen it.
0:01:16 > 0:01:19I seen Gustus kill him.
0:01:19 > 0:01:22He witnessed Sergeant Thatcher shot, Mr Drummond. I believe him.
0:01:23 > 0:01:26And who is he, that we should give his word credence?
0:01:27 > 0:01:29Who are you, an' all, Miss Hart?
0:01:29 > 0:01:31GATE CREAKS
0:01:32 > 0:01:33In!
0:01:33 > 0:01:35GUN COCKS
0:01:35 > 0:01:37You're going to leave her be, Drummond.
0:01:39 > 0:01:40Then you shoot me now, Captain,
0:01:40 > 0:01:43because this is either done by the law or it is not.
0:01:44 > 0:01:48You let him do his job, Captain, and he shall let you do yours.
0:01:48 > 0:01:50It is only you can make this case.
0:01:53 > 0:01:54GUN CLICKS
0:01:59 > 0:02:00SNIFFS
0:02:00 > 0:02:02CROWD SHOUTS OUTSIDE
0:02:07 > 0:02:10That was my Uncle Bennet's chair,
0:02:10 > 0:02:13and before it was his it was my father's.
0:02:15 > 0:02:18CHAINS CLINK
0:02:22 > 0:02:23Inspector Drummond.
0:02:23 > 0:02:25Are you returned to your authority?
0:02:25 > 0:02:27Have you prevailed?
0:02:28 > 0:02:30CROWD SHOUTS OUTSIDE
0:02:31 > 0:02:32Leave us.
0:02:34 > 0:02:36Now, you wish to make your case.
0:02:36 > 0:02:38You go on, then, Tilda.
0:02:40 > 0:02:42The man in the cells beneath...
0:02:42 > 0:02:46he who says he is your brother, I am going to interview him.
0:02:48 > 0:02:49Drummond?
0:02:49 > 0:02:52I am going to make written record of it.
0:02:53 > 0:02:55You will release me, Inspector.
0:02:58 > 0:03:00Now!
0:03:23 > 0:03:26A murdered child on a mortuary slab.
0:03:26 > 0:03:30The entropy of the universe, extended to a maximum, Mr Dove.
0:03:39 > 0:03:41Every stroke of this blade to the boy's body,
0:03:41 > 0:03:43I'm imagining it done to you, sir.
0:03:45 > 0:03:47I'm hearing your screams.
0:03:55 > 0:03:57NATHANIEL: I do not know how...how long we sailed,
0:03:57 > 0:04:00but I do remember the stench, miss.
0:04:02 > 0:04:04I remember the fear.
0:04:04 > 0:04:06Go on, sir.
0:04:08 > 0:04:13I do not know how my brother found Rabbi Leon.
0:04:13 > 0:04:14But he brung him from Paris
0:04:14 > 0:04:19in the hope he might know how best to quiet my tempers.
0:04:19 > 0:04:22But that counsel, he did not soothe me.
0:04:22 > 0:04:25It only roused my hunger.
0:04:25 > 0:04:27I had to feed it,
0:04:27 > 0:04:30cos, you see, miss, he had shown me myself.
0:04:30 > 0:04:33My childhood self.
0:04:33 > 0:04:34I saw the forest...
0:04:36 > 0:04:38..and the ease and grace with...
0:04:38 > 0:04:40with which the wolves might move through it...
0:04:43 > 0:04:45..whilst we simply trudged...
0:04:47 > 0:04:50..so heavy and...slow...
0:04:51 > 0:04:55..and as the rabbi spoke of the morning they found her,
0:04:55 > 0:04:58I did not think on the sight of my mother,
0:04:58 > 0:04:59no...
0:05:00 > 0:05:03..of my mother's body and blood.
0:05:06 > 0:05:08I thought only on their...
0:05:09 > 0:05:11..power...
0:05:13 > 0:05:15..the pure purpose of their need...
0:05:18 > 0:05:20..and how that need might be met.
0:05:22 > 0:05:25There's no frothing or waterlogging to the lungs.
0:05:25 > 0:05:30There are, however, tiny haemorrhages to the lining thereof,
0:05:30 > 0:05:32the burst capillaries beneath the eyelids.
0:05:32 > 0:05:34The cause of death was suffocation.
0:05:37 > 0:05:40There are contusions about the neck and face.
0:05:40 > 0:05:42Similarly to his fists.
0:05:42 > 0:05:46We may therefore presume his death a violent one.
0:05:50 > 0:05:52Within the lining of the respiratory tract,
0:05:52 > 0:05:55there are trace elements inhaled at the point of death and adhered within.
0:05:55 > 0:05:59So, we have a wool fibre.
0:05:59 > 0:06:03The wool is an alpaca blend, charcoal-grey in colour,
0:06:03 > 0:06:05most likely from the person who throttled him.
0:06:05 > 0:06:08The suspect is frequently seen sporting such an overcoat, Inspector.
0:06:08 > 0:06:11- Correct? - Grey alpaca.
0:06:11 > 0:06:15Am I the only man in London with a woollen coat? No, I am not.
0:06:15 > 0:06:18You have no witness, no physical evidence.
0:06:18 > 0:06:20You have no fingerprints, Mr Reid.
0:06:23 > 0:06:26You must surely see it, Drummond.
0:06:26 > 0:06:28These men, these criminal murdering men,
0:06:28 > 0:06:31wish to tar me with the black pitch of their own hearts.
0:06:33 > 0:06:34Mr Reid.
0:06:34 > 0:06:37Captain, please.
0:06:39 > 0:06:43The boy must be found on the man or the man on the boy.
0:06:48 > 0:06:52Augustus and Abel, they... they found a man...
0:06:53 > 0:06:55..a madman, known to the police as such,
0:06:55 > 0:06:58for his attack on... on another rabbi, see.
0:06:58 > 0:07:01And, sir, that was Mr Isaac Bloom?
0:07:01 > 0:07:04Yes,
0:07:04 > 0:07:07and I heard them say how they would take my acts...
0:07:10 > 0:07:12...and they would hand them to him.
0:07:12 > 0:07:14- DRUMMOND:- Captain, whatever it is you hunt for, please find it.
0:07:14 > 0:07:17He will find nothing, because there is nothing to find,
0:07:17 > 0:07:20save the wreckage of your life along with theirs.
0:07:29 > 0:07:31My, sir. You are flush.
0:07:35 > 0:07:36Mimi.
0:07:39 > 0:07:43- Are you feeling all right? - Other than flu, I'm fine.
0:07:49 > 0:07:51Are you feeling quite well, sir?
0:07:51 > 0:07:52GRUNTS
0:08:00 > 0:08:02There's infection within.
0:08:02 > 0:08:04A swollen tongue.
0:08:05 > 0:08:10The throat red with infection, an infection he might have set loose
0:08:10 > 0:08:12on any soul with whom he came into contact,
0:08:12 > 0:08:15particularly one which was trying to kill him...
0:08:18 > 0:08:19..because he would have fought.
0:08:22 > 0:08:24He would have spat and screamed,
0:08:24 > 0:08:27he would have clutched and clawed for the breathing of air,
0:08:27 > 0:08:30and he would have sprayed that infection all over the man
0:08:30 > 0:08:34whose arms were now choking the ten little years of life from him.
0:08:38 > 0:08:40Does a fever rise in you, sir?
0:08:40 > 0:08:43Is there a chill through your bones like a nameless haunting?
0:08:45 > 0:08:47Well, I have the name for it.
0:08:49 > 0:08:51Oh, you brave, clever little boy, Robin Sumner,
0:08:51 > 0:08:53the gift you bring with you.
0:09:02 > 0:09:05And, sir, will you confirm your spoken confession
0:09:05 > 0:09:07that you murdered Inspector Bennet Drake?
0:09:08 > 0:09:09Yes, miss.
0:09:11 > 0:09:15And Assistant Commissioner Dove had full knowledge of this?
0:09:16 > 0:09:18Augustus knew it.
0:09:21 > 0:09:22Augustus knew it all.
0:09:24 > 0:09:28And, um...how was it Augustus killed Abel?
0:09:28 > 0:09:30HE SIGHS
0:09:30 > 0:09:33Abel Croker wished to take my life...
0:09:35 > 0:09:36..but Augustus Dove, he...
0:09:39 > 0:09:40..he took his instead.
0:09:44 > 0:09:45Gustus saved me.
0:09:47 > 0:09:48Gustus...
0:09:50 > 0:09:52..always saved me.
0:09:58 > 0:10:01Reid, did you catch scarlet fever as a boy?
0:10:01 > 0:10:04- I did. - So did I. Caitlin too.
0:10:04 > 0:10:08Now, what that means is that, once caught, we cannot catch it again.
0:10:08 > 0:10:10Now, Miss Morton, I believe, has not suffered it before,
0:10:10 > 0:10:12because she suffers it now.
0:10:12 > 0:10:15And where else might she have contracted it,
0:10:15 > 0:10:18but from a sickly child who's taking refuge with her?
0:10:23 > 0:10:26It's like a string of purple pearls.
0:10:26 > 0:10:29Streptococcus pyogenes.
0:10:37 > 0:10:38It's scarlet fever.
0:11:45 > 0:11:47HE INHALES
0:11:48 > 0:11:49DOOR OPENS
0:11:49 > 0:11:51Sir? Commissioner Bradford.
0:12:11 > 0:12:12Well, Fred. What do you say?
0:12:14 > 0:12:17It is a cat-meat soup, Teddy.
0:12:17 > 0:12:20You should know your own presence here,
0:12:20 > 0:12:24a retired civilian gone rogue, it's unconscionable.
0:12:24 > 0:12:27But, under current circumstances,
0:12:27 > 0:12:31there is one more intervention you might perform for us.
0:12:32 > 0:12:34Reid.
0:12:36 > 0:12:38There will be an inquiry, internal,
0:12:38 > 0:12:41but we here have decided what Edmund Reid's fate shall be.
0:12:43 > 0:12:46And the others? Your man Dove?
0:12:46 > 0:12:51Imagine the world's joy at our disgrace, Fred. No.
0:12:51 > 0:12:53Sudden illness.
0:12:53 > 0:12:55Lengthy convalescence.
0:12:55 > 0:12:57Disappearance from public life.
0:12:57 > 0:12:59Get him out.
0:12:59 > 0:13:03BRADFORD: Dartmoor Prison will receive a new inmate, however.
0:13:04 > 0:13:07The victim of a clerical blunder.
0:13:07 > 0:13:09His paperwork lost.
0:13:09 > 0:13:10The man likewise.
0:13:15 > 0:13:17Gustus?
0:13:28 > 0:13:31Think how far we came, brother.
0:13:31 > 0:13:33How very far.
0:13:34 > 0:13:36Gustus, where...where do you go?
0:13:36 > 0:13:39Hush. We must be brave.
0:13:56 > 0:13:59I knew chaos and horror a good long time
0:13:59 > 0:14:01before I came to Whitechapel, Mr Reid.
0:14:15 > 0:14:17I'm to bring you out as well, sir.
0:14:24 > 0:14:26Mr Abberline's waiting for you outside.
0:14:30 > 0:14:33Augustus Dove is to be buried deep and forgot.
0:14:33 > 0:14:36Our shame alongside.
0:14:36 > 0:14:38Is this the reason for our stroll?
0:14:38 > 0:14:40How else is the pit to be limed, Fred?
0:14:40 > 0:14:44The brother, that beast, he is to be choked and in short order.
0:14:44 > 0:14:46The woman Hart similarly.
0:14:51 > 0:14:54What else, Edmund? Clemency?
0:14:56 > 0:15:00- And the Captain? - Send him home.
0:15:00 > 0:15:01Where he belongs. Besides...
0:15:01 > 0:15:07it is not the fate of that evil pair brings me to you now, but your own.
0:15:07 > 0:15:10And that too is decided, I imagine?
0:15:11 > 0:15:12A little further yet.
0:15:21 > 0:15:22That is right, my friend.
0:15:24 > 0:15:26Think of what you and I once found in a tenement room
0:15:26 > 0:15:28off that courtyard beyond.
0:15:29 > 0:15:33The cut and strewn remains of the Ripper's last victim.
0:15:34 > 0:15:36Ten years ago, Edmund.
0:15:36 > 0:15:38Ten years.
0:15:38 > 0:15:43That barbarism then, that which these Dove brothers have only now enacted.
0:15:45 > 0:15:47They were forged from the same furnace,
0:15:47 > 0:15:52a furnace which requires permanent vigilance, Edmund.
0:15:52 > 0:15:56A watchman...set for the night,
0:15:56 > 0:16:00when that fire finds another crack in the world
0:16:00 > 0:16:02and sets its creatures free once more.
0:16:10 > 0:16:12Bennet Drake was a fine man.
0:16:12 > 0:16:13But he...
0:16:15 > 0:16:17That paleface Drummond,
0:16:17 > 0:16:20they do not see.
0:16:21 > 0:16:23Not in the way you see.
0:16:23 > 0:16:25You are needed here, Mr Reid.
0:16:27 > 0:16:28My crimes?
0:16:30 > 0:16:32Wish to face them, do you?
0:16:32 > 0:16:35They are true. I would own them.
0:16:35 > 0:16:39I am to tell you that such an owning will not find favour...
0:16:40 > 0:16:46..and to extend Commissioner Bradford's wish and invitation
0:16:46 > 0:16:51for Edmund Reid to resume his command at Leman Street.
0:16:56 > 0:16:59That is some bold denial to mount.
0:17:00 > 0:17:04It is a public redemption of a good man wronged.
0:17:04 > 0:17:05And if I refuse?
0:17:07 > 0:17:11Well, then, your American will not find himself so easily forgot.
0:17:11 > 0:17:15In point of fact, his many misdemeanours will be
0:17:15 > 0:17:18pursued with full rigour...
0:17:20 > 0:17:23..and he will dangle, Edmund.
0:17:26 > 0:17:28LOCK CLICKS
0:17:29 > 0:17:32- Have the man brought out in irons. - Miss Susan?
0:17:36 > 0:17:38Where do they take me?
0:17:38 > 0:17:40Wait. Wait. Please. Please, please. Please, wait.
0:17:40 > 0:17:44No! Don't! Stop! Don't! Stop! Leave him!
0:17:44 > 0:17:46No, please! Where do you take him?
0:17:58 > 0:18:01JACKSON: I'm with you, darling. I'm coming too.
0:18:03 > 0:18:05Come with me, Miss Hart.
0:18:07 > 0:18:09Wait, Drummond. What...what about me?
0:18:09 > 0:18:13What about me, God damn it? What...what about me? Take me.
0:18:13 > 0:18:15Your prisoner, Mr Reid.
0:18:17 > 0:18:19Reid? What the hell?
0:18:19 > 0:18:21Where's he taking her?
0:18:29 > 0:18:31Reid?
0:18:33 > 0:18:35Reid?
0:18:41 > 0:18:44Reid. God damn it. What?
0:18:44 > 0:18:47Your personal effects, Captain Jackson.
0:18:51 > 0:18:53You're releasing me?
0:18:56 > 0:18:59MAN: Murderer! WOMAN: Hang till you die!
0:18:59 > 0:19:01SHOUTING OUTSIDE
0:19:01 > 0:19:04Caitlin! Caitlin.
0:19:06 > 0:19:08You sons of bitches!
0:19:08 > 0:19:09- Let him go. - Let me go!
0:19:09 > 0:19:11- Let me go! - Let him go.
0:19:11 > 0:19:13God damn it!
0:19:13 > 0:19:15For him?
0:19:17 > 0:19:20You did this for him?
0:19:20 > 0:19:23I did it before. I'll do it again. I'll save you.
0:19:23 > 0:19:26No. No, you will not.
0:19:27 > 0:19:29You are a father now.
0:19:29 > 0:19:31What kind of example would that be for our son?
0:19:31 > 0:19:32No.
0:19:32 > 0:19:35What kind would I be, if I let you die?
0:19:35 > 0:19:37But you must, you see.
0:19:38 > 0:19:41Because he must have one of us to care for him...
0:19:43 > 0:19:45..and it seems that one will be you.
0:19:46 > 0:19:48It was you and me.
0:19:52 > 0:19:54You and me.
0:19:54 > 0:19:56And it ever will be.
0:19:56 > 0:19:59Because of our boy.
0:19:59 > 0:20:01We are in him.
0:20:01 > 0:20:02One.
0:20:04 > 0:20:06So, you go and you raise him good.
0:20:06 > 0:20:08Raise him right.
0:20:09 > 0:20:12I'll think of how we were made
0:20:12 > 0:20:14and I'll do the reverse.
0:20:27 > 0:20:29I love you.
0:20:31 > 0:20:33I will never stop.
0:20:39 > 0:20:41Please, Mr Drummond,
0:20:41 > 0:20:42take me away.
0:21:29 > 0:21:30Bye.
0:21:30 > 0:21:32You little yahoo.
0:21:37 > 0:21:39Come on, Connor, just leave her be now.
0:21:41 > 0:21:43Mimi, I...
0:21:43 > 0:21:45No.
0:21:45 > 0:21:47Please.
0:22:03 > 0:22:04Walk with you?
0:22:04 > 0:22:07Is there a law that says you can't?
0:22:08 > 0:22:10Well, then.
0:22:19 > 0:22:21SHIP'S HORN BLARES
0:22:22 > 0:22:24Well, goodbye, Master Judge.
0:22:26 > 0:22:28Shake the man's hand, Connor.
0:22:39 > 0:22:41I'll be seeing you, Reid.
0:22:42 > 0:22:43Captain.
0:22:45 > 0:22:47Are you going there now?
0:22:47 > 0:22:48I am.
0:22:49 > 0:22:51Erm...
0:22:51 > 0:22:53Tell her, erm...
0:22:53 > 0:22:54Tell her...
0:22:54 > 0:22:55What?
0:23:00 > 0:23:02Ah, never mind.
0:23:05 > 0:23:06It don't matter.
0:23:31 > 0:23:32SHIP'S HORN BLARES
0:24:22 > 0:24:23Nathaniel.
0:24:23 > 0:24:24Miss Susan.
0:24:24 > 0:24:28Mr Theakston, please, only for a moment.
0:24:29 > 0:24:31Do not let them touch.
0:24:40 > 0:24:42We are to go together, then.
0:24:42 > 0:24:44- One after the other. - Mm-hm.
0:24:47 > 0:24:49They've found a priest who speaks my mother's tongue.
0:24:49 > 0:24:54He says if...if I am repenting, I should be spared hell.
0:24:56 > 0:25:00But why should I be spared it just for the saying of some words?
0:25:00 > 0:25:01But you feel the regret?
0:25:05 > 0:25:08Nothing but.
0:25:08 > 0:25:10Miss Susan, they must be allowed to proceed.
0:25:12 > 0:25:15Perhaps I shall speak with this priest after all.
0:25:15 > 0:25:17Forgive her, I shall say...
0:25:18 > 0:25:20...and let her see her Connor once more.
0:25:23 > 0:25:24I should be grateful.
0:25:26 > 0:25:29I'm...I'm...I'm coming after you, Nathaniel.
0:25:29 > 0:25:31I shall be following you on, calling your name,
0:25:31 > 0:25:35and, whatever it is that waits, we will go there together.
0:26:33 > 0:26:36SHE PRAYS IN LATIN
0:26:49 > 0:26:51LOCK RATTLES
0:28:19 > 0:28:21KNOCK AT DOOR
0:28:21 > 0:28:24Mr Reid! Mr Reid, sir!
0:28:24 > 0:28:27- KNOCKING AT DOOR - Please, sir, raise yourself!
0:28:27 > 0:28:30Stop your hammering, Sergeant. I'm here.
0:28:30 > 0:28:33Mr Reid, you must come, sir. There is another.
0:28:47 > 0:28:49RETCHING
0:28:55 > 0:28:59Her name was Mary Jane Kelly.
0:29:02 > 0:29:04Edmund.
0:29:04 > 0:29:07I want to unmake the world.
0:30:13 > 0:30:15PIANO PLAYS
0:30:15 > 0:30:17CHATTER AND LAUGHTER
0:30:20 > 0:30:21Drum!
0:30:23 > 0:30:26Drum! The toasts.
0:30:28 > 0:30:30GLASS TINKLES
0:30:30 > 0:30:32CHATTER STOPS
0:30:37 > 0:30:38My Mathilda.
0:30:41 > 0:30:44- This is the last, I believe. - Oh, thank you, sir.
0:30:44 > 0:30:47There's no need to "sir" me, not any longer.
0:30:50 > 0:30:53So, you really couldn't have waited another few weeks?
0:30:53 > 0:30:55Samuel doesn't want the child born here, Father.
0:30:55 > 0:30:57Of course.
0:30:57 > 0:31:00- Well, travel carefully. - Father, please.
0:31:00 > 0:31:04It is the Great Western to Cheltenham Spa, not a steam turbine to the Congo.
0:31:04 > 0:31:05I know, Mathilda, but, erm...
0:31:05 > 0:31:07Bad things happen everywhere. I know.
0:31:07 > 0:31:09You are my daughter, and I worry.
0:31:09 > 0:31:10Don't.
0:31:14 > 0:31:17Remember the conviction that you held that I was alive?
0:31:18 > 0:31:19Yes, of course.
0:31:19 > 0:31:21Then surely it is not such a struggle
0:31:21 > 0:31:25to hold the simpler belief that I am well?
0:31:35 > 0:31:36Mr Reid.
0:31:36 > 0:31:37Samuel.
0:31:39 > 0:31:40Right.
0:31:44 > 0:31:46- You will visit, of course? - No, Drum.
0:31:46 > 0:31:49He won't come. He won't ever.
0:31:51 > 0:31:52He cannot.
0:32:25 > 0:32:28- Sergeant. - Sir.
0:32:28 > 0:32:31- He is within? - He is, Mr Abberline.
0:32:41 > 0:32:42Nothing?
0:32:42 > 0:32:44A witness.
0:32:44 > 0:32:46Of sorts.
0:32:46 > 0:32:47Description?
0:32:47 > 0:32:49Five foot six inches,
0:32:49 > 0:32:52fair, curled moustache, 34 years of age...
0:32:54 > 0:32:55..about.
0:32:56 > 0:32:58Well, I shall add it to the catalogue.
0:32:59 > 0:33:01These are not clues, Fred.
0:33:01 > 0:33:05They are half-glimpsed imaginings, a tangle of shadows,
0:33:05 > 0:33:07and you and I floundering at them,
0:33:07 > 0:33:10in the ever-vainer hope that we might corral them into meaning,
0:33:10 > 0:33:12when we will not.
0:33:12 > 0:33:14We will not.
0:33:24 > 0:33:25I said.
0:33:26 > 0:33:29I almost begged it of you when you lost her.
0:33:33 > 0:33:34Forgive me.
0:33:34 > 0:33:37When your Mathilda went down on that boat.
0:33:39 > 0:33:41But I say it again.
0:33:41 > 0:33:44Tend to your wife. Take the leave.
0:33:44 > 0:33:46- You are due it. - I prefer to work.
0:33:46 > 0:33:49Then work, Edmund!
0:33:49 > 0:33:50Fight!
0:34:01 > 0:34:03No, Mr Reid. Go home.
0:34:14 > 0:34:17- Here, Mr Reid, let us get you home.- No, no.
0:34:17 > 0:34:19Sergeant, Sergeant, Sergeant. Sergeant.
0:34:19 > 0:34:21My girl is gone.
0:34:21 > 0:34:22My wife will barely look me in the eye,
0:34:22 > 0:34:25without the wish to spit in it and curse me for the loss of her.
0:34:25 > 0:34:27So...no home.
0:34:31 > 0:34:33- Come, sir, please. - No! Damn you!
0:34:33 > 0:34:36Damn your care! Damn your endless fawning!
0:34:36 > 0:34:38Are you a dog?
0:34:38 > 0:34:39Are you?
0:34:39 > 0:34:42- I am not, Inspector. - Then stop following me!
0:34:44 > 0:34:46It shan't bring you any good.
0:35:08 > 0:35:13That's it, up a bit. More, more, more to me. How's that, sir?
0:35:13 > 0:35:15Afternoon, Inspector.
0:35:19 > 0:35:20Six months they're gone.
0:35:21 > 0:35:24He is now a teacher. She, erm...
0:35:24 > 0:35:26She writes a novel, she says,
0:35:26 > 0:35:28and the child prospers.
0:35:28 > 0:35:30Have you been to see her, the child?
0:35:30 > 0:35:31Er...no. Not yet, no.
0:35:31 > 0:35:34Your granddaughter, Edmund.
0:35:34 > 0:35:36Soon, however.
0:35:36 > 0:35:38I shall, erm, take some holiday.
0:35:44 > 0:35:46And so, your visit?
0:35:51 > 0:35:55This is the death certificate of a woman named Mary Spinks.
0:35:55 > 0:35:58Her named husband, see, is George Chapman,
0:35:58 > 0:36:00only that is not his true name.
0:36:01 > 0:36:03Sorry, Fred, but...
0:36:03 > 0:36:07George Chapman only became so in 1895.
0:36:07 > 0:36:10Before that, however, he was called...
0:36:10 > 0:36:13Severin Klosowski.
0:36:14 > 0:36:18The Severin Klosowski who was once a suspect of ours in the Ripper murders?
0:36:18 > 0:36:21But he has gone to America.
0:36:21 > 0:36:24Not since 1892, he has not.
0:36:24 > 0:36:26He has returned to this country.
0:36:28 > 0:36:30Ah. Confidential autopsy report.
0:36:32 > 0:36:34His wife.
0:36:34 > 0:36:36He beat her.
0:36:36 > 0:36:38Ceaselessly. You know?
0:36:38 > 0:36:41- He's a brute, I'm sure. - And more than that.
0:36:41 > 0:36:44Severin Klosowski.
0:36:44 > 0:36:491885, he finishes his surgical studies at the Praga Hospital in Warsaw.
0:36:49 > 0:36:52June '87, he's in London as a barber,
0:36:52 > 0:36:54a position in a shop
0:36:54 > 0:36:57on the corner of Whitechapel High Street and George Yard...
0:36:57 > 0:37:00Yes, the skills and the knives, Fred. I do not forget.
0:37:00 > 0:37:04George Yard, where Martha Tabram was killed in August '88.
0:37:04 > 0:37:06I never credited Miss Tabram as his.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08Oh, did you not?
0:37:08 > 0:37:11And the world must kowtow to Ed Reid's theories, must it?
0:37:11 > 0:37:13Not mine, no.
0:37:13 > 0:37:15Her killer was right-handed. The Ripper used his left.
0:37:15 > 0:37:17You know that, Fred, you know that, and you sit here now
0:37:17 > 0:37:21in the belief I might recommence those same investigations.
0:37:21 > 0:37:24- The file remains open, Inspector. - And what?!
0:37:24 > 0:37:28A man we once identified as a suspect has a wife who dies of consumption,
0:37:28 > 0:37:31and you are roused from your retirement to berate me
0:37:31 > 0:37:34that I do not set myself and my station house to his capture?
0:37:34 > 0:37:37Read the autopsy, Inspector!
0:37:37 > 0:37:41Consumption would present itself as a hardening rash on the arms and legs.
0:37:41 > 0:37:44What she had were pustular swellings around the eyes and mouth.
0:37:44 > 0:37:47Now, I am not your American surgeon,
0:37:47 > 0:37:50but I know the symptoms of antimony poisoning.
0:37:50 > 0:37:51Fred! Fred.
0:37:51 > 0:37:55Even if it were true and proved, it is still only a poisoning.
0:37:55 > 0:37:58The man that we hunted eviscerated his victims.
0:37:58 > 0:38:01He ripped the flesh and the organs from their bodies.
0:38:01 > 0:38:07Nevertheless, it is murder by a man we know capable of that evisceration,
0:38:07 > 0:38:09who was proximate to the acts,
0:38:09 > 0:38:11who even now is abroad in this town,
0:38:11 > 0:38:15acting out his hatred of women upon their bodies.
0:38:15 > 0:38:17Means. Opportunity.
0:38:17 > 0:38:18Motive.
0:38:20 > 0:38:21Will you bring him in?
0:38:24 > 0:38:25No, I will not.
0:38:25 > 0:38:28For why?
0:38:28 > 0:38:30Because it is a fancy.
0:38:30 > 0:38:35It's a dark daydream in the mind of a retired police officer,
0:38:35 > 0:38:38who would do better to return to his roses and his wife.
0:38:38 > 0:38:40It is a case, Edmund.
0:38:40 > 0:38:42No, it is a ghost...
0:38:45 > 0:38:46..and a dead one at that.
0:38:52 > 0:38:54HE BREATHES HARD
0:38:54 > 0:38:56Do not think you've heard the last of this.
0:39:01 > 0:39:04Out of my way, you men! Move!
0:39:04 > 0:39:06HE GASPS
0:39:39 > 0:39:41LETTERBOX CLICKS
0:40:17 > 0:40:19CHATTER
0:40:30 > 0:40:32Good evening, Inspector.
0:40:32 > 0:40:34And a very good evening to you, Miss Mimi.
0:40:36 > 0:40:38- Ah! - The dramatic life, Mr Reid.
0:40:40 > 0:40:42Ah, it's... it's wonderful.
0:40:42 > 0:40:43Remarkable.
0:40:43 > 0:40:47Although it is not quite the place you once knew as home.
0:40:55 > 0:40:57CHEERING
0:40:57 > 0:40:59APPLAUSE
0:41:08 > 0:41:11My friends, my friends.
0:41:12 > 0:41:15If I could only tell you what stories...
0:41:15 > 0:41:17SHOUTING
0:41:43 > 0:41:45Mr Reid, sir.
0:41:46 > 0:41:47Mr Reid.
0:41:49 > 0:41:50Mr Reid, sir.
0:41:52 > 0:41:53Bennet?
0:41:53 > 0:41:55Come, let's get you out of here.
0:41:55 > 0:41:57How did you find me?
0:41:57 > 0:41:59I followed you, didn't I?
0:41:59 > 0:42:00Come on, sir.
0:42:07 > 0:42:09- JACKSON:- Hey, slob!
0:42:10 > 0:42:12Are you going to pay for that?
0:42:14 > 0:42:16Oh, that's right, Gladys. Come on, take another step.
0:42:18 > 0:42:21Jesus. You ain't winning any beauty pageants any time soon, are you?
0:42:24 > 0:42:25Americans.
0:42:25 > 0:42:27All bull, no dog.
0:42:33 > 0:42:35I had 'em right where I wanted 'em.
0:42:49 > 0:42:51HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:43:11 > 0:43:16"Sir. I write as regards my execution of the will of the late Matthew Judge,
0:43:16 > 0:43:19"in which you are mentioned as beneficiary.
0:43:19 > 0:43:23"His assets were limited, but the enclosed was to be forwarded to you
0:43:23 > 0:43:26"at the police station in Whitechapel, London.
0:43:26 > 0:43:29"It may be of some comfort for you to know that,
0:43:29 > 0:43:32"whatever the circumstances of Mr Judge's past,
0:43:32 > 0:43:36"his son, Connor Judge, has now become the ward of this office here.
0:43:36 > 0:43:39"We are also the executors, under grant of probate,
0:43:39 > 0:43:42"which has recently seen Master Judge named sole heir
0:43:42 > 0:43:44"to those assets held by us
0:43:44 > 0:43:47"of his grandfather, Mr Theodore Patrick Swift."
0:44:06 > 0:44:10- REID:- He and the boy had been fishing and were on their way home,
0:44:10 > 0:44:12when the girls' mother came calling for help.
0:44:12 > 0:44:17Her two daughters dragged into the current and downstream.
0:44:17 > 0:44:19The Captain swam out,
0:44:19 > 0:44:23brought one child to shore before returning to the other.
0:44:23 > 0:44:25She too was saved.
0:44:28 > 0:44:31But in so doing,
0:44:31 > 0:44:35the cold, so they say, the river icy with the new spring's thaw...
0:44:36 > 0:44:38..his heart gave up.
0:44:38 > 0:44:41SHE SOBS
0:44:58 > 0:44:59Thank you.
0:45:21 > 0:45:23KNOCK AT DOOR
0:46:25 > 0:46:27HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:46:29 > 0:46:31Help you?
0:46:31 > 0:46:32Pale ale.
0:46:36 > 0:46:38Do you know an Elizabeth Taylor?
0:46:39 > 0:46:40Who asks?
0:46:40 > 0:46:41Police.
0:46:44 > 0:46:46H Division.
0:46:51 > 0:46:53HE RETCHES
0:46:58 > 0:47:00How long before it begins?
0:47:00 > 0:47:02- The inquest? - Yes.
0:47:02 > 0:47:03Two hours, sir.
0:47:03 > 0:47:05REID GRUNTS
0:47:25 > 0:47:27Good day to you, Mr Reid. GAVEL BANGS
0:47:27 > 0:47:31OFFICIAL: The Coroner's enquiry into the death of Mary Jane Kelly
0:47:31 > 0:47:33will now come to order.
0:47:38 > 0:47:42I live at number 5, Miller's Court.
0:47:42 > 0:47:45It's the last house on the left-hand side of the court.
0:47:45 > 0:47:49I'm a widow, and I get my living on the streets.
0:47:50 > 0:47:57# Scenes of my childhood arise before my gaze
0:47:57 > 0:48:02# Bringing recollection of bygone happy days
0:48:07 > 0:48:12# While life does remain in memoriam, I'll retain... #
0:48:12 > 0:48:13SHE SOBS
0:48:13 > 0:48:19# ..This small violet I plucked from Mother's grave. #
0:48:21 > 0:48:25- Mr Reid? - What am I to say to them, Bennet?
0:48:25 > 0:48:27Say?
0:48:27 > 0:48:30I am expected to stand there and explain a thing,
0:48:30 > 0:48:32and yet I cannot find the explanation.
0:48:32 > 0:48:35Because this man's acts are beyond such?
0:48:36 > 0:48:40Sir, I do not say they are not dreadful.
0:48:40 > 0:48:42They are that and more besides.
0:48:42 > 0:48:44But, yourself, Mr Abberline,
0:48:44 > 0:48:49these newspapermen and councillors screaming their horror to the skies,
0:48:49 > 0:48:53it is as though they imagine some fantastical creature about his work.
0:48:55 > 0:48:58My feeling, Mr Reid, if you will allow it?
0:48:58 > 0:49:00You speak, Bennet.
0:49:00 > 0:49:03This here, Miss Kelly, what was done to her.
0:49:03 > 0:49:05It is down to you to name it
0:49:05 > 0:49:10so this killer's acts are not dreamt of as the stuff of fancy,
0:49:10 > 0:49:12but known
0:49:12 > 0:49:14as the cruelty of men.
0:49:16 > 0:49:18KNOCK AT DOOR
0:49:19 > 0:49:21Hm. That is you, sir.
0:49:29 > 0:49:33The whole of the surface of the abdomen and thighs was removed
0:49:33 > 0:49:35and the abdominal cavity emptied of its viscera.
0:49:35 > 0:49:38PEOPLE MURMUR
0:49:38 > 0:49:41This was found in various parts.
0:49:42 > 0:49:45The uterus and kidneys under the head...
0:49:48 > 0:49:50..the liver between the feet,
0:49:50 > 0:49:52the intestines by the right side,
0:49:52 > 0:49:56and the spleen by the left side of the body.
0:50:02 > 0:50:06The pericardium was open below and the heart was absent.
0:50:06 > 0:50:09PEOPLE GASP AND MURMUR
0:50:09 > 0:50:11It is concluded that the mutilation was inflicted
0:50:11 > 0:50:14by a person favouring their left hand.
0:50:14 > 0:50:17The bed clothing at the right corner was saturated with blood
0:50:17 > 0:50:20and on the floor beneath was another pool of blood covering...
0:50:20 > 0:50:22Police.
0:50:22 > 0:50:24H Division.
0:50:29 > 0:50:31My wife is unwell.
0:50:31 > 0:50:34Has asked not to be disturbed.
0:50:36 > 0:50:39Are you much troubled in this house, Mr Chapman?
0:50:42 > 0:50:46We none of us can be too careful, Inspector Reid.
0:50:47 > 0:50:49What did you say you wished to ask her?
0:50:49 > 0:50:50I hadn't yet.
0:50:57 > 0:50:59Well caught. Right hand.
0:51:01 > 0:51:02Lost property.
0:51:02 > 0:51:04Umbrella. She registered it with us.
0:51:06 > 0:51:07And?
0:51:08 > 0:51:11I'm sad to say it hasn't been found.
0:51:11 > 0:51:13You'll pass the message on, I'm sure.
0:51:30 > 0:51:33NEWSPAPER BOY: Get your final edition here!
0:51:33 > 0:51:35Last day of the century!
0:51:43 > 0:51:45I left word.
0:51:45 > 0:51:47I was unsure whether we...
0:51:47 > 0:51:49Well, it is a special occasion
0:51:49 > 0:51:51and I wanted to ask if, after the performances,
0:51:51 > 0:51:53we might dine together perhaps? Er...see in the New Year?
0:51:53 > 0:51:55Mr Reid, stop.
0:51:55 > 0:51:56I shan't be here tonight.
0:51:56 > 0:52:00I have to go to a ball in Richmond.
0:52:00 > 0:52:02There is a man who wishes to marry me.
0:52:02 > 0:52:05It's his ball.
0:52:05 > 0:52:07He's quite old, and, um...
0:52:09 > 0:52:12..I am minded to encourage his attentions,
0:52:12 > 0:52:15because I'm frightened
0:52:15 > 0:52:19that if I'm still in Whitechapel at midnight,
0:52:19 > 0:52:22I will be here for another 100 years...
0:52:23 > 0:52:25..and though I'm very fond of you,
0:52:25 > 0:52:27dear, dear Edmund...
0:52:28 > 0:52:31..I'd forever be seeing the Captain's smile,
0:52:31 > 0:52:34smelling his disgusting whisky breath,
0:52:34 > 0:52:36and I refuse
0:52:36 > 0:52:38to be haunted by him.
0:52:40 > 0:52:41Do you see?
0:52:47 > 0:52:49There shall be no-one left but myself.
0:52:51 > 0:52:53I think perhaps...
0:52:54 > 0:52:56..that is your gift to us.
0:52:58 > 0:53:00It's very noble of you.
0:53:52 > 0:53:54CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
0:53:57 > 0:53:59WHISTLING
0:54:19 > 0:54:25# Scenes of my childhood arise before my gaze
0:54:25 > 0:54:32# Bringing recollections of bygone happy days
0:54:32 > 0:54:34- # When down in the meadow... - # When down in the meadow...
0:54:34 > 0:54:38# In childhood I would roam
0:54:39 > 0:54:45# No-one's left to cheer me now within that good old home... #
0:54:45 > 0:54:47- No. No, no! No. - PEOPLE: Shh, shh, shh!
0:54:47 > 0:54:51You cannot! This is her song! That is her song! Stop this! Stop!
0:54:51 > 0:54:55- # ..Sister and brother now lay... - Stop this! This is her song!
0:54:55 > 0:54:57- # ..Beneath the clay... # - Mr Reid! Come.
0:54:57 > 0:54:59- # ..But while life does remain... - You cannot. You cannot.
0:54:59 > 0:55:02It cannot be allowed! Stop this, damn it! Stop!
0:55:02 > 0:55:04AUDIENCE SINGS ALONG Quiet, sir!
0:55:04 > 0:55:10- # ..This small violet I plucked from Mother's grave... # - Do you not know any respect?
0:55:11 > 0:55:13Or is that you do not know at all? It is her song!
0:55:13 > 0:55:16It is the song that Mary Jane Kelly was heard to sing
0:55:16 > 0:55:18the night the Ripper killed her!
0:55:18 > 0:55:19Mr Reid.
0:55:19 > 0:55:22Is that not the reason why it is sung?
0:55:22 > 0:55:25# ..This flower has brought me joy
0:55:25 > 0:55:27# So while life does remain... #
0:55:27 > 0:55:31Please, sir. Perhaps it is time you went home.
0:55:31 > 0:55:35# ..This small violet I plucked from Mother's grave... #
0:55:35 > 0:55:37Yes, of course.
0:55:37 > 0:55:39I'm, erm...
0:55:39 > 0:55:41I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
0:55:43 > 0:55:45I'm sorry.
0:57:00 > 0:57:03CHATTER AND LAUGHTER
0:57:58 > 0:57:59FRAME CLICKS SHUT
0:57:59 > 0:58:01DRAWER CLOSES
0:58:36 > 0:58:38CLOCKS CHIME
0:58:38 > 0:58:40CHEERING
0:58:43 > 0:58:45PEOPLE OUTSIDE: Happy New Year!