All language subtitles for Year of the Rabbit S01E03 1080p AMZN WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-monkee_track4_[eng]1

- Tanner, if I was you
I'd put that bag down.

- It's every man for
himself these days.

- Holy Fu...

[explosion booms]

This was meant for Rabbit.

- You can't be police.

- I'm as good as
any bloke in there.

I'm a fist with legs.

- I have a little
club for women.

[gun fires]

I think you and I are going
to become great friends.

- There's gonna be an inquiry.

Police brutality.

- And guess who's in
charge of the inquiry.

Run Rabbit.

Run.

[dramatic music]

- Whales' eyes.

Bloody big and tasty.

Whales' eyes.

Lovely bit of retina, darlin'.

- Someone went to
work on you alright.

- I got set upon by a
bunch of good time boys.

Bastards had dusters.

- We made our own
weapons in my day.

None of your shop bought,
so what happened?

- Well,
it all started last Thursday.

You know what, I can't be arsed.

Why don't I heal like I used to.

- You've got a few years
on you now, Rabbit.

Slow down a bit.

- I'll slow down when
crime slows down.

[uptempo music]

- [Man] Hastin' News.

- We have a youth gang problem.

I know, I know,
we nabbed the Blue Hand Mob

and the Poplar Oysters
and we thought job done.

But that's the trouble
with young people,

they will keep on being born.

Now here's the gangs
we're going into.

The Stepney Boys,
known by their distinctive

yellow ties,
their greeting of "oi, oi Moloy"

and the look in
their eye that says

I really like crime,
I'm gonna do some.

The Flower Girls.

Flower in the hair,
flower-based nicknames.

A flower sticking
out of your arse

after they're finished with you.

- Look out.

- The rest is in the bumph.

Mabel, deploy bumph.

- No, I don't need none of that.

Just put me in the gangs, Guv,

and I'll do the rest.

[laughing]

What you laughing at?

- They're youth gangs, granddad.

[laughing]

- So?

- So you're an old fucker.

[laughing]

- How's your eye?

- Strauss,
you will join the Stepney Boys.

- Jolly splendid.

- Two words that'll
get you killed, son.

Rabbit, prep him.

- Don't send a boy
to do a man's job,

of joining some boys.

- And we'll need someone
in the Flower Girls.

- Dad, dad,
I was literally born for this.

- Sergeant Keith Carnival,

you can tuck it in, can't you?

- I can, Sir, it does tuck.

- Then grab a wig.

You're our Flower Girl.

- [stammers] Excuse me everyone.

Why get him to tuck it in
when I've got a perfectly

good pair of tits
and a for-real quim?

- [All] Ooh!

- [Officer] No!

- Females can't be police, luv,

because males already are.

That's logic.

- I've met people who
say that in the future

there'll be no patriarchy.

- [laughs] That's
not even a word.

This is Ricardo.

He'll get you both in
to the gangs in exchange

for not going to jail with
a load of nasty perverts.

Carry on.

- Hold up.

[uptempo music]

Why didn't you pick me
for that Stepney Boys gig?

I've still got what it takes.

I'm 32.

- 32 stone.

Anyway,
I've got something really juicy

for you, Rabbit.

- Deaths in an old folks' home.

- That's right.

- Well, dying's what
they're meant to do in

an old folks' home.

- There's been more than usual.

10 dead in a month.

- Juicy you said.

You're having a bubble bath.

I ain't doing that.

- You'll bloody do what
I bloody say when I say,

until I bloody say don't
do what I bloody say.

- Alright.

Piss off!

- Hello there, me good geezer.

Off up the apples and pears
to Bedfordshire, innit.

Let's go up the apples
and pears to Bedford.

- You need someone to
kick the cockney right up

you so it don't come out.

And I know just
the chap to do it.

- Tanner.

- Did you want something,
Rabbit?

- Just gonna say it
can't be easy after

the old explosion and
everyone coming up to you

and saying "is there
anything I can do, Tanner?"

- I'm fine,
thank you very much, Rabbit.

I'm just sitting here on
my sweet Harris writing

a vicious little
report all about you.

- Look here.

Inspector Rabbit beat up
one innocent suspect...

- I once saw a young chimney
sweet shoot a 100 feet

up in the air when
his master threw a tin

of wood polish in the fire.

The fucking state of him
when he hit the ground.

A holiday compared to what
I've got planned for you.

- Good to catch up.

- See yer.

[playful banjo music]

♪ Oh, roll up, roll up ♪

♪ Come and see the freak show ♪

♪ We've got things
never seen before ♪

♪ Come and see the wild
man covered all in hair ♪

♪ We found him in the jungle
and his daddy was a bear ♪

♪ And now you've
got to know us ♪

♪ Your friendly
freak show show ♪

♪ Oh ah ♪

♪ Put a penny in the hat ♪

- No!

No, no, no, no!

This is the emotional finale.

We have to fuck
them in the heart.

Am I fucked in the heart?

No, I am not.

From the top please, Wesley.

[playful banjo music]

♪ Oh, roll up, roll up ♪

♪ come and see the freak show ♪

♪ We've got things
never seen before ♪

- Hello, Joe.
- Oh!

Ooh, I thought you
were the theatre ghost.

What are you after, Rabbit?

- Strauss needs to play the
part of an East End hooligan

by tomorrow otherwise
he's cat meat.

- That one,
with two dozen silver spoons

in his gob and spilling
from his Bakerloo.

It can't be done.

- Oh.

- Is what a lesser
artiste would say.

Rabbit, leave him to me.

I am going to break you,
and then I will remake you.

[playful banjo music]

- What do you mean,
it won't tuck?

- I don't know, Sir.

It tucked last week.

- It sounds to me
like someone needs

to shit or get off the pot.

- It's age.

Happens to us all.

I was one of the best
tuckers on the force,

and then one day...

[knocking]
- Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

[uptempo music]

[knocking]

- Inspector Rabbit.

I've come about the homicides.

- I'm so glad they sent a
more experienced officer.

- Well, I'm not old if
that's what you're implying.

- What happened to your eyebrow?

- The dog chewed it
off last Christmas Eve.

- It sounds frightful.

Anyway, come in.

A man your age shouldn't
stand in a stiff breeze.

[groans]

[uptempo music]

- Jesus.

- Here they all are.

The residents.

Although I like to think
of them as friends.

There's Jokey Jane,
she's always making us laugh.

That's Baby because
she's only 72.

She helps me.

- Not lost 'em yet, boy.

- There's the Gazelle.

The Masturbator, you tie his
hands he still finds a way.

And I think that woman
next to him is called...

Julie.

- Julie.

- Why don't you all say
hello to Inspector Rabbit?

- Can they see me?

- They like you.

You fit in.

- Mr. Brown wore his crown
upside down around the town.

- Piss poor.

[uptempo music]

No, no, no, no, no!

Like this.

Alrite, alrite.

- Brown bread.

Brown bread.

Braahn.

- [Merrick] Waiter,
you're a slum boy.

- Town.

- [Merrick] Town.

- Town.

- Town.
- Town.

- Town.
- Tan.

- Don't go easy on him, Norris.

[chuckling]

There, but more bronchial.

[chuckling]

That's it.

- Mr. Brahn wore 'is crown
upside down around the town.

- My dear boy,
I think you might be ready.

- Splendid.

Oi, I mean fuckin' cushty.

- I think you did really well.

- Miss. McHenry,
do any of your friends leave you

as sole beneficiary
in their wills?

- These are poor people,
Inspector,

they have nothing but the
clothes on their backs.

- What about the undertaker?

Do you slip in the back hander?

- I do not.

He does it as an act of charity.

- Are they into
anything weird or kinky?

Like devil worship or docking?

- Docking?

What is this docking?

RABBIT Well,
docking's where one fella sticks

his old chap into the,

it don't matter.

What's down there?

- Nothing.

Nothing is down there.

- She comes in the night.
[yelling]

The Angel of Death.

- [Rabbit] Angel of what?

- But I'm ready for the scythe.

Look Inspector,
I made it easy for her.

- Very nice.

Better look for this angel then,
ain't I?

[uptempo music]

- Oi, oi, Malloy.

- Oi, oi, Malloy.

Richardo says you're good.

Says you've got it
in the bollocks.

[groans]

- I'm what you need, pal.

I'll cut a fucker's nose
off soon as look at it,

and then I mince it and
I scoff it just for shits.

[chuckling]

- That's the chutney.

- Alright girls?

- Let's have a wonk
at your Aprils, lass.

- I'm dead behind the
eyes because I'm such

a massive crim.

- If you're gonna be a
Flower Girl know this.

If I send you to
get the crumble,

you bring me all the crumble.

Comprende?

- Totally.

And by crumble do
you mean money?

[laughing]

- I like you.

Let's hope for the sake
of your pretty pumpkin

it stays that way.

[chuckling]

- So what's the racket then,
lads? What we shifting?

Shooters, horses?

- No, no, no.

Bodies.

- Bodies?

- Bodies?

- It's nasty work
body snatching.

Rats eating faces while
maggots eat the rats.

Have you got the guts
to steal human guts?

- When do I start?

- Soon girl.

Very soon.

[laughing]

[laughing]

- What are you doing, Inspector?

- I'm waiting for
the Angel of Death,

and when I find her
I'll cuff the bastard.

- You'll wait snugger with
a blanket over your knees.

We don't want you
to catch a chill.

- Leave it out.

I know what you're doing.

You're making me one of them.

Old.

And I'm not old.

I'm young and I'm full
of spunk and beans.

- Oh, Mr. Rabbit,
I think you're nearer the end

than the beginning.

- Fuck this!

[uptempo music]

- [Strauss] Well,
that was easy as you like.

Cheeky little grave-rob.

Get in.

- Hold up, hold up, hold up.

Let's eye the goods.

Doctors give us a bonus
for a nice fresh one.

- Po-tay-oes?

Po-bleeding-tatoes.

Po-fucking-tat-fucking-toes.

- There's someone sneaked
in and took our body

when we were on
our digging break.

- That's moonlight robbery.

The state of that.

- I smell Flower Girls.

They must be close.

Right, find 'em lads.

Find 'em.

Come on then.

Come on.

Let's have 'em then!

- Quiet girls.

Careful with the stiff.

We're body snatchers,
not body scratchers.

[laughing]

Shouldn't this have a left arm?

Shit!

It must have come
off by the grave.

- I'll get it.

- Ricardo was right.

You've got big balls for a girl.

[laughing]

[uptempo music]

[soft music]

- Oi!

[uptempo music]

[whistle blows]

Police I say.

Who goes there?

What's it to you, copper?

You're coming down
the cells you bounder.

Ah, shove it up yer, Harris.

Pig!

[groaning]

- And then Ernie said,

"Alright me ol' son, you
battered
that plod like an haddock.

"Here's yer scarf,
you're a Stepney boy now".

- And I got my flower and
my very own gang name.

I'm Marigold.

- Well,
I'm very happy for you both.

I really am.

- Well, we must dash.

Ooh, Gwen, if I ever need
to bring the boys here

I'm called Knuckles.

- Knuckles.

Got it.

- I don't think I'll
bring my lot here.

They like classy places.

Sorry, that came out wrong.

- Toddle-ooh.

[playful music]

- You've been glued to
that chair all day, Rabbit.

Ain't you meant to
be up at Witch Hazel?

- I can't go back, Gwen.

There's one killer
no cop can catch,

and that's time.

And time's coming for me

like poison ivy
growing up my weasel.

- Get back up there.

Solve the case.

Maybe one day I'll end
up in a place like that.

- Gwen, as long as there
is a hole in my arse,

I promise you,
you will never end your days

in a haunted armpit like that.

I'll strangle you first.

- You're a good friend to me,
Rabbit.

[uptempo music]

- I'm back and I
want some answers.

The Angel of Death.

[groaning]

- You've had a fall, Inspector.

But I'll look after you.

Just rest now.

- Cor, my head's throbbing.

- As a special treat,
why don't you have

your bedtime cocoa early?

Drink your cocoa, Inspector.

- No.

- Drink your cocoa.

Drink it!

[laughing]

- Only the best for Knuckles.

- Cheers, Gwen.

- Anything else,
just ask, Knuckles.

I hope you enjoy them, Knuckles.

I know your name's Knuckles,
Knuckles.

- The Flower Girls
have crossed a line.

Grave robbers don't
rob grave robbers.

It's a sin with
grave consequences.

- Literally. [laughs]

- We're gonna settle
this with a fight.

Two in the ring, one leaves.

Winner gets the body
snatching racket

for the whole of the East End.
- I'll put a pony on us.

Who's our fighter?

- It's gotta be you, Knuckles.

Apparently, they're
sending in their new girl.

Kills for fun, they say.

Drink up your fighting juice,
boy.

It goes down tonight.

- Tonight?

Tonight doesn't work for me for,
chief.

- Yes, it does!

[uptempo music]

[chuckles]

- Yeah.

[laughs] Excited.

[yelling]

[chuckles] I love fighting.

I'm just gonna bang
this table a bit first.

Yeh-yeh-yeh.

[laughing]

[coughing]

Alright, let's be havin' it.

Come on then, boys.

Sorry about the mess, luv.

I really do apologise.

[uptempo music]

- You look so peaceful,
Inspector.

- If you love caring for people
so much why d'you kill 'em.

- I don't.

I wish they didn't keep dying.

It's so sad.

I'll get you a nice
tartan flannel.

Try to keep breathing 'til then.

[ominous music]

- Whoa!

What d'you want?

- Feeling dozy, Mr. Rabbit?

Cocoa does that.

Especially after I've
slipped a glug of this in it.

[dramatic music]

Like Miss McHenry said,
I help a little.

[laughing]

[yelling]

- Come on!

[panting]

- This is not so cushty.

- We can't just keep
staring at each other.

- But we must,
for as long as we can 'cause...

- When the bell rings, fight!

- And if you don't fight
we'll kill you both!

- We might have to
make this look real.

Which finger do you like least?

- I think they're all nice.

- Oh, my God.

[yelling]

- I've sussed you out.

She keeps bringing
new people in.

Younger people.

And you wanna stay the baby.

- Do you know how it feels
to be old, Inspector?

Old and invisible?

- Yeah, tell me about it.

Was it you that coshed me?

- You won't live to tell no-one.

- Did you kill the others?

- Helped them on their way.

- That'll do.

- I didn't drink from the
mug 'cause I ain't no mug.

- And how are we all?

- I'm fine.

But she's a murderer.

- Oh, that's a wee shame.

- And you're not a murderer,
but you're odd.

- Inspector Rabbit.

- Okay, now I've gotta go,

but get coppers
and loads of 'em.

I want to nick madam here.

[bell rings]
- Fight.

- Come on then.
- You come on.

- Okay,
I'm gonna take an ear lobe.

It might count as a win.

Remember to scream.

- I don't think I'll forget.

[screaming]

[laughing]

- What?

- How funny is this?

- Watching two coppers
'ave a melt up.

- Coppers?

You 'aving a bubble?

- We know who you are.

The Stepney Boys and the
Flower Girls ain't at war.

- We teamed up.

Secretly like.

And some in the crews didn't
like us getting together.

- So we put 'em in the ground.

- And then we dug 'em
straight up and we sold 'em.

- Hang on.

But why bother to bury?

Do you know what, this isn't
the time to investigate.

- When we both got a
recruit on the same day

we asked Ricardo a
couple of questions.

- Didn't we, Ricardo?

[dramatic music]

- No, please.

[gun fires]
[crowd cheers]

- [groans] The snoggy kill.

That's a first.

- We're next, mate.

- We've got one hope.

It's not a very big one, but

when I was told about
the fight I pretended

to have a panic attack.

- Pretended!
- Yes, pretended. [yelling]

But all the time I was
scratching something

under the table.

Perhaps Gwendoline
found my message.

Perhaps she found a
way to tell Rabbit.

We have to pray.

- Who gets it next?

- You choose.

- No, you.
- Stop, drop it!

[panting]
[laughing]

Just a sec to get
me breath back.

- You didn't bring back up?

- No, I thought the kid would.

- Just you then, old timer.

- If one more clever dick
calls me an old timer.

Well, go on then, shoot me.

Because you know you
haven't got the guts

to fight me man-to-man.

Strauss, give me your scarf.

Yeah.

I read the bumph.

How to challenge a Stepney Boy.

You knot the scarf.

It's like the fucking Scouts,
innit?

And then whack
'em in the face like this.

And a bit like that.

Or how about that.

Come on then, big boy.

[crowd laughs]

- [Boy] Hit 'im!

- Is that all you've got, is it?

- I'll tear you apart.

[crowd cheering]

[laughing]

- What's up, son?

You're doing bit a dance horse,
are you?

- What have you done to him?

- I'm alright, gal.

- I put a drop of
poison on the scarf.

It won't kill him,
but it'll fuck him up.

[crowd gasps]

Old timers can still mix it up.

Who else wants some?
[whistle blowing]

- We're arresting you for
the crime of Snoggy Kill.

- Yeah, plus digging up
all those dead dudes.

Come on, then.

Go.

- No more deaths at
the old folks' home.

Apart from those
that died death.

- And two gang leaders
nicked for the murder

of Ricardo Dominguez.

- Excellent work.

Oh, this is for you.

- A police badge!

Am I?
- Orders from on high.

Said to make you a Sergeant.

Absolute madness if you ask me.

That said, congratulations.

I'm bloody proud of you.

- Splendid.
- Well done, gal.

- I'm gonna enjoy this moment.

Take it in.

When do I get a shooter?

- Bloody hell!

After two months of
firearms training.

Where's that bloody form?

Who's been in my bloody drawers?

It was here last week.

Oh, here we are.

Right.

Hand this to the front desk,

they'll get you booked in.

- Yes Dad, thanks Dad.

- Well, this calls for a drink.

Any of you whelks
down to the rubber dub

for a snifter? [chuckles]

- Me, if you promise never
to talk like that again.

- I went so far
undercover I hardly know

where I end and Knuckles begins.

- I'll come in a bit.

I've got some people to tell.

[uptempo music]

- It's been a good week.

An extra penny an hour for
the girls at the shoe factory.

And the tea ladies have secured
their first coffee break.

They need to make the
coffee themselves,

but it's a step.

Best of all, we have with us

London's first female
police officer.

To Mabel Wisbech.

[polite applause]

- Right.
I'm gonna get on the chair.

I'm gonna get on the chair.

I'm gonna get on the chair.

[sighs] I love you lot.

Women coming together
from different worlds.

I mean you're a scientist.

You're a hooker.

- I'm an artist.

- Of course you are.

Of course you are.

And I'm proof that we
can move up in the world

based on our merit.

I mean there's no
glass ceiling anymore

because I smashed
the fuck out of it.

I'm gonna go for a piss,

but when I come back
I'm gonna give you

my seven life lessons.

There were five,
but I came up with another two

because I am on fire.

[polite applause]

Bravo

Ladies!

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies.

Doing things for the ladies.

Ladies, ladies, ladies.

- Doesn't she realize
it was us that made her

a police woman?

We can't use her.

She isn't ready.

- She will be.

Soon.

[suspenseful music]