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Shows.

There's no playing with you tonight.

The police.

What are you doing here, Mr Connor? -Check the property.

It doesn't seem like much, but I have to take care that it will not be cracked.

These are tough times. Something like that can happen.

We will keep it for you Keep an eye out, Mr. Connor.

No, huh. Mom, the rent collector.

Tell that jerk I'm not here. -She's not here.

That bastard wants the rent.

And the overdue rent, otherwise I will send the bailiff.

Mom, the jerk wants the rent.

Or you'll be on the street on Monday.

I'll come and have a look next week how you feel.

Did you leave her alone?

Her husband just died, they were carrying his coffin away. What should you do then?

And then they call me soft. Rory Connor, the indomitable.

Connor, Armstrong. -Mr Kean, good afternoon.

I don't pay for bullshit. To the office. Collected everything?

Yes, Mr Kean. -Then store the money safely in the safe.

To ride.

The charm itself.

You would never suspect that he is a rich miser.

Janie?

Stay calm. If you want to eat, that is ready for you at home.

So now, Janie.

Then now.

Dat is Jimmy. He saw you stuck.

Rory. -Get out.

The food is on the table. Hi, Janie. -I told him it was ready.

Is your dad coming tonight? -Always, right?

He will lose. I feel like I'm going to win.

I'll go with the two...

and I increase...

with five.

Don't distract, Mom. He's already in trouble.

Me, huh?

Keep some decency.

You know he has long toes.

See you soon, Mom.

That boy has his apprenticeship almost there, huh?

Six weeks to go, Mr Waggett.

Come on, show me.

Look at that. He wins again.

I heard you're the best apprentice that Baker ever had.

Baker will be lucky if he can keep him. -Ach wat.

I'll be on the street if Baker knows what I do in the evening.

We don't play for money, do we? Not a cent. That's not gambling.

A devil's invention, that card game.

Stop it, Mom. Then you certainly think so too that these are devil peanuts?

You should go to America. Seek your fortune.

He was going to be rich, our Rory. -I wouldn't mind that. On one of those gambling boats.

Poker? Seeking fortune in America? No one is satisfied anymore.

Be happy with what God gives you.

Are you happy with what He has given you? has donated?

He will soon give you a big thumbs up.

He's definitely not going to America, Lizzie. -I know, girl. Real.

But my temper sometimes plays tricks on me. -I get that. Do not worry.

I'm not bad, Janie. Never been either.

You know we don't can do without you?

Everyone can be missed, child. Just take a look around the cemetery.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

I just had to see you.

You're crazy.

Could well be.

I have something for you.

It's in here.

I have to go. See you Saturday then?

I love you, Maggie.

Well done, Jimmy.

I'm being killed. We had to just go, mom. I'm tired.

Inside. -That'll be John George.

Come on, don't stand there freezing.

You look nice. -Janie Secondhand.

I hope my ma'am does not have another child.

What the hell? -I have to go.

I had to be back at nine o'clock. -John George ice is net.

He'll walk right along with me.

I have to get something for Uncle Harry. He is ill.

He always is, isn't he?

Shut up, human. Just mind your own business.

My business is to care for those who care for me to give birth. You should learn that too.

Are you coming?

You're welcome to meddle with me. That's a support. Really and truly.

See you.

Don't worry about it. You know he doesn't mean it.

I have to go.

We're getting soaking wet. Take shelter, quickly.

John George was right. It's madness to walk all the way to Westoe.

I won't see you for a whole week.

John George, there's still there a hiding place, just as cozy as this one.

I'll be right there.

All right.

Watch out for my coat. This way he gets dirty.

What the hell can I do with that jacket.

Yes, what can the jas damn us.

I love you, Maggie.

Would you like to talk to me seriously? Mr Connor?

It's about time...

Don't you think it's about time?

We?

If you want an honest answer, Mr Connor:

Yes, I want to marry you.

But...

But I don't want to go to Dad and Grandma's house go to loft in the attic.

Who do you take me for, Janie? I have plans.

Poker?

Don't say it like that. I'm not doing too badly.

Watch out. I think it's scary if you always win, or almost always.

Nobody likes to be embarrassed.

Be careful.

He's not coming. Took a lot of convincing.

Well done. -How's that?

He has to play tonight. -Is that so?

You are a beautiful friend. -is it true?

Bye.

It stopped raining.

We're going to build a nest together, Rory and me.

We'll go next week announce in the kitchen.

I'm happy for you, Janie. Very happy. What a good idea.

You were at Maggie's tonight, weren't you?

Yes. How do you know that? -It's written all over your face.

Am I talking about her too much? I'll just keep going, huh?

That does not matter.

I wouldn't mind Rory swooned over me as much as you swooned over her.

I sometimes wonder what comes next with Rory: me or his cards.

But just in time. -I have three minutes left.

Some abuse it other people's goodness. Don't do that.

At Lady Betty Broadcaster, where I am trained, the nanny slept in the attic.

But she was considered below as the lowest in rank.

Lady Betty's was the lowest maid even higher in rank.

At Lady Betty... -Always that Lady Betty.

Lady Betty has my back.

Again? Again.

I'm calling it a day for tonight. -Me too.

I'm truly sorry.

Little Joe, you are so beautifully dressed. Do you eat with the bigwigs?

Nicely played, gentlemen? -Yes, but it was the old song again.

As usual, Janet will close. With your permission.

Little Joe.

Thanks for the game. -How kind of you, Mr. Connor.

I'm nice too. I'm getting married. - Oh me?

I better start saving. -Congratulations, Mr. Connor.

I've got to step up my game, Little Joe. This is below my level.

If you want to go to the next level, that is a big step. A very big step.

You can arrange it for me.

I'll make sure it's worth it. -I know that.

You've always been generous, Mr. Connor.

But it's more a matter...

of the people you play with. Please be patient, Mr. Connor. Good evening.

What is he up to? -What did you think? So dressed up?

He has a big evening ahead of him.

You could be right.

I wouldn't do it.

Do not.

Now listen. Do not do it.

So handsome, come here.

Bye, honey.

You're a hottie.

Good evening. I'm coming to collect. - Oh me?

Go tell him that we are tired of this exploitation.

He won't be happy about it. -So what?

I was just thinking:

You probably don't want visitors from his friends, right?

Where is it?

Here.

Thank you. -Shut up, you bottom door.

I don't like your kind, with your talk.

Get out. Get out.

And bring your boyfriend.

Janie, I'm amazed at what the cook told. You don't talk like that.

Suppose it becomes a habit, or that the children hear it.

You can go, Janie.

Very good, Mr Hornby. -Thank you.

Your first time? -Yes.

Everyone satisfied? -Yes, go.

Those guys in The Cut didn't come quickly over the bridge, but they did pay.

It wasn't malicious or anything.

If you ask me, they were just... -What then?

I'm sorry, I didn't want to go anywhere interfering.

lemand the self also 's organizes a gambling game...

must realize that our services must be paid.

I understand that too, sir.

Keep this in mind, Mr Hornby:

Greed is a terrible thing. -Yes, sir.

What are you doing here? Are you crazy? Don't let on that you know me.

You don't know what you're getting yourself into.

It's wrong, Jessie. I must apologize.

Mrs Buckham is quite nice.

Do you want to bring that to the children? -Good.

Could Waggett have been crying? -There was some trouble with the cook.

Nothing serious, I hope? -She said to Tyler: You can...

You may...

Continue.

You can kiss Lady Betty's ass.

I didn't say that at all.

Well done, Waggett. I had it myself couldn't say better.

I hate Tyler. Send that person away.

No David, she cooks well. And Janie shouldn't say things like that.

But that my face could keep a straight face...

He went to a house in Westoe.

To The Avenue. -The Avenue?

That's what they call it, The Avenue.

I've known guys on The Avenue. - Oh me?

In the good old days, when I was still... was in good shape. Which number?

Nineteen. -Correct. I know who lives there.

A shady character? -Nickle, his name is. Frank Nickle.

A ship owner. A cornerstone of society.

I bet he messes up.

Didn't you know you live in two cities?

One from the mayor and aldermen.

The second gets ordinary people cannot be seen, but it is definitely there.

And, I don't?

Another one to unlearn?

Tell him. -He would laugh at us.

So what? You all deserve, Jimmy, so it's possible.

It's a great opportunity. Just tell him.

What should I say?

I walked along the river today.

Where?

Did you know that Kilpatrick passed away?

Is that so?

Never heard of it.

And, I don't?

I'll just go to the chickens do in the run.

That will relieve him.

A wharf? You want to buy a yard?

I'm not saying we'll do it right away can afford...

Forget it.

Don't look like that, Jimmy.

I'm not saying I couldn't handle it play, because the opportunity is there.

And I can win a game anywhere.

But I don't play those kinds of games. People like us don't get in there.

So just put it out of your mind. -Very well.

I just thought... -Don't think, Jimmy.

Do not.

Not even dreaming.

Like I said, it's a big step to a high-level game.

I know that.

I'm not looking for the gambling kind such as at number 19 of The Avenue.

I warned you the night you followed me.

I thought you heard me.

I'm just saying.

I know what I'm getting myself into. -No, you don't know.

You have no idea.

I know who lives at number 19.

And I can keep my mouth shut. - Oh me?

Just a few jars. And not for change.

I like you.

You still have your self-respect.

Don't ask this of me.

It's just a game. I need the money.

Nothing, absolutely nothing is just a game.

I thought you'd be ready, like usually on Saturdays.

I'm going to Newcastle soon, so just a little while longer.

Will you see Maggie later? -Yes.

On the train?

Come on, let's put the money away.

I can't stand Kean today. -No need, he's off to Hexham.

His father is unwell again.

It's not locked. He's there. Good god, he's here.

What is? -Leen me 10 shilling.

What are you guys doing there?

Mr Kean, glad to see you.

We weren't expecting you. We thought you were in Hexham.

The door was open, we thought there was a thief.

Armstrong got nervous.

You are late.

I know it's Saltbank Row and Pilbey Street.

It's always Saltbank Row and Pilbey Street Saturdays.

This is not enough.

What's with the Mrs Arnold?

Her husband has died. She can barely make ends meet.

That's not your concern.

She has a son in the mine. Now you have to listen carefully.

This is completely insufficient.

Like next week not double...

they get the bailiff on their roof.

Is that understood?

I asked you something, boy.

Yes, Mr Kean, I understand.

Mr. Armstrong, come on over.

I'm not interrupting, am I?

What is? -You'll miss the boat soon, father.

The carriage is in front.

All right then. Connor?

You and Armstrong wrap up. And hurry up a bit.

You're a fool a gigantic fool.

I know.

I know. I know that too.

You bought presents again for your girl.

I have to put the 10 shillings back. -What if you don't have one?

Then I'll pawn my good suit in my clock.

Kean is getting to you before you know it. Sure.

Your whole life just hung on a silk thread.

Something has to change.

Yes, what do you want? I'm still here.

We?

Nothing. You're not in the mood.

Look who I have with me. -I was allowed to leave early.

This boy wants to show us something.

A dilapidated building with a view on the river, by any chance?

I want to see it, just for fun. -Come on, it's just a moment.

I'll just go. See you. Hi, Janie.

Allright then. Then we've had that.

Here it is. You should see it.

Just look at it now.

How much does he ask for it?

The trade he sells, but the property is for rent.

Has there ever been a customer here? -What is he asking?

Thirty-five pounds.

But everything is included. Rooms and storage and all that.

Take a look for yourself.

Do you know what I think? -I can guess.

We can all do this. Ample.

Yes, that would be possible.

Thirty-five...

Maybe he'll let us pay in installments.

And the rent is a pittance once that 35 has been paid.

We can afford that, right?

Yes, that would work.

I increase by four.

I hear that some idiot wants to take over Kilpatrick's shipyard.

That's right. That loser is right in front of you.

They probably laughed in your face?

Yes, I seem crazy. -It almost has to be.

Who might this idiot be?

My brother.

Want to raise the stakes?

I certainly do.

Vier shilling...

and three sovereigns on top.

What if you want to show your cards now?

No one bets that much on a pair.

No? Otherwise you will.

I told you I wanted a higher level.

I will play my talent here.

How is the guy? -A rent collector from Septimus Kean.

Oh me?

And is he any good? -He's the best player I know.

That's not really a compliment.

Is he good?

He needs the money.

He has an unusual talent.

He wants to play at a high level. He really wants big money.

You're not really sure about him, are you? -No, he remains completely himself.

That could change.

I can't do a garbage can race here let it walk around.

It must be kept on a leash. -I think he understands that.

We'll make sure he understands.

If he wants to gamble, we'll take him first need to learn a lesson.

Mr Pittie will secure him appropriately show what our rules are.

Hold on.

I heard you have news.

High stakes tonight at Ocean Road. -Prima.

Ocean Road, you say?

This is the adress. Prove yourself.

Minimum five pounds to enter. -That's just fine.

Thanks, Little Joe. -Don't thank me.

I'd think it would be stupid of you if you were there even just starting. Very stupid.

What do you have? You look like a drowned dog.

Did you kick her with child?

Don't say it like that. -How should I say it then?

Can you sometimes perform miracles?

How did you achieve that? On the train?

Stop it, man.

I'm glad you're marrying her. Really and truly.

I'll be fine. You need every cent for your yard.

Don't be silly. You'll get the money.

Here. But what good is it? It is a drop in the bucket.

What if she tells it at home later?

No idea. Her father will her can do something.

Come on, otherwise we'll be late.

Got called away. My father is deceased. Shut it down.

My daughter will collect on Monday. -Happy. It was such a bad morning.

I thought he was going to freak out. -Things went well for me.

What are you going to do about the situation? John George?

I'll ask her today. I ask if she's running away...

and comes to us.

We will go for the registry office have to get married.

Thanks for the loan, Rory.

You get it back, even though it may not be Monday.

I know that.

I mean... I wish I...

I'm such a weakling.

I wish I was more like you, Rory.

Listen to it, kid. You are much more loved than I am.

Those poor slobs carry you on your hands.

It's going to be a high game, isn't it? -Could be. Could very well be.

I've never been there. I'll wait and see what happens first.

You still end up off the shore in the ditch if you're not careful.

You would still tease God if you could.

Take care of yourself, that's all I'm saying. -I've always had to do that.

Hear him, the slob who raised himself.

Have you ever been fed from your own breast?

Five shillings. I raise with two gins.

lk not.

lk not.

lk not.

Sorry, Mr Grable, It must be my lucky night.

lnzzettes.

Five, increase by ten.

Two pairs. Sorry, gentlemen.

To see.

Azen

Flush.

Gentlemen, I've had enough of Mr Connor let them win for one evening.

Thank you, Mr. Grable.

It was nice playing like that.

I'm sure you'll want to take revenge? -No, not interested.

We do not win any money back. -You give it back.

You give it back.

I came to play, I thought. -We played into your hands.

We invited Grable. You shook him out.

It was fair game. -You picked it. Thanks to us.

I always stand a part to the organizer. Who is that?

Say goodbye and I'll say goodbye. -We want our money back.

And half of what you won from Grable.

What if I lose?

Then you were out of luck.

Those are the conditions. You were warned.

That's not playing. That's theft.

Then I'd rather play for peanuts at the kitchen table.

Here, that's all you get.

The boss won't accept that. -The boss has nothing to put up with.

Good evening. See you never again.

See you never again.

Now you have no more talk, h� Connor?

What shall I start with?

Something is very wrong, God.

I don't know what. I don't know how bad it is.

But something is wrong.

I know he doesn't love me, but please take good care of him.

After all, he is my son.

My flesh and blood.

How is he doing?

Still the same.

The bastard who did this to him I'll take that. Count on it.

Don't be silly. What can you do now?

Shouldn't you go to work?

We're bringing Janie back to the Buckhams.

Now if she behaves properly, then she can stay.

Good morning, Mr. Armstrong.

To steal?

Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. It made me feel sick.

But sir was sure, he got it from the lawyer.

Good Lord. And what now? -It's because of that sweetheart of his.

He rides with her every week to Newcastle. That is expensive.

More men are dying by a woman.

John George is a good boy. Someone has to go visit him.

Any idea when he comes to court?

I'll find out.

Everything goes wrong too.

Everything.

Just figure it out.

Janie. They're wrong, Janie. -Come along, boy.

I didn't steal those five pounds. Tell Rory. Well, do it.

That's not possible, he's completely gone beaten up.

Back off, Miss. -I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You seem to be on the mend.

I come to tell you on behalf of my father...

that there is a job for you as soon as you are fit again.

Do you have any idea who you have? attacked, Mr Connor?

I hope you like the fruit.

When you can go home again, I will provide a carriage.

I'm glad you came to see me, Mr Hornby.

Our conversation was very educational.

I realize that this visit was not without danger to you.

Accept this for your trouble.

Thank you ma'am. I am very grateful to you.

Maybe you can go back sometime?

Hopefully you learn something useful about it those people. Same conditions.

I'll see what I can do for you.

How is Mr Connor doing? -Better.

He can go home this week. -That is beautiful.

Nice.

There he is. Paddy?

There you are. Can you do it on your own?

How nice to have you back, boy.

We cooked and baked all day long.

Janie will come as soon as she's ready. Think about the step.

It works. -Certainly?

Jimmie will also be here soon. Janie has tonight off.

Then we're all...

together.

It'll be okay, boy. That scar will fade.

Maybe it will make you prettier.

Don't mind your dad. -There's a bed for you downstairs.

Climbing stairs will be difficult for a while. -I'll come up the stairs.

Where is he? -Upstairs.

How nice to have you home again. How do you feel now?

One hundred percent minus ninety. -You'll be back on your feet in no time.

Why are you so excited? -I spoke to him.

Mr Kilpatrick, in connection with the yard, as I promised.

I explained everything to him and you know what he said?

He said we can do it in installments can afford.

Did he say that?

Well, that's something.

something? It means that we can start.

I'm so happy I didn't think it was possible.

If you weren't so ready, we would be over the moon.

That's still possible, Jimmy.

It will be fine.

Everything will be fine again.

I told my lady that I... need a day for the boathouse.

But you know where I was that day actually wanted?

I thought so, going to Durham together and...

I forgot.

I think you should know now.

We didn't say anything because you were so battered.

What do I have to know?

What then?

It's about John George.

He did something stupid. All because of that girl of his.

He took money and got caught.

He is in Durham Prison. Shall we go there together?

You shouldn't have told him like that.

It's just a faint, like when he has nightmares.

It will be fine. -Just put him to bed.

A bad sign, that fear. I don't like that.

Just shut up.

Why are we leaving now? I do not get that.

You understand that, he's not good yet. -Will it still be okay?

I wonder. Will he ever be able to do anything again?

I hope Janie knows what she's doing. -Quiet, they can hear you.

Don't worry about grandma.

Are you feeling better now?

If I take that day off, can we go anyway?

Nee.

Prisons give me the creeps.

Don't push it, Janie. I'm not going.

Take one of the others with you.

I suggest you visit the Jarrow district to the new one, Mr Taylor.

Father thinks it's a shame to be there to set up a capable man.

He thinks highly of you, Mr Connor.

I'm glad of that, Miss.

Have a seat. You don't seem yet completely recovered.

I'm fine, Miss.

The list of houses in South Shields, then you can create a ledger yourself.

I have to go now.

As long as father is sick, it would be nice if you brought the money in the evening.

You know where we live? -Yes, Miss, I know where to find it.

Well done.

We didn't think he would would survive. These are tough times.

He'll come along next time.

What did he say? -What he said?

Oh, you know.

Keep courage. And it will be fine when you get back.

I have fresh bread with me and some other things.

Thanks, Lizzie. That is nice of you. You're always nice.

Yes, and so you are here certainly ended up with being nice.

I didn't steal those five pounds. It was only 10 shillings.

And I was just about to put it back when...

Tell Rory I don't want those 5 quid stole. Do you want to do that, Janie?

Yes, and I'm sure that he will believe you.

Rory believes you, really, John George.

Are you going to see Maggie for me? She'll want to know how I am.

Horsley Terrace 24. -We don't have all day.

She's having a child. -Hurry up.

Come on, she needs someone. -ln from benen. Time.

Tell Rory. Tell him, will you?

I'm sorry, John George.

I am so sorry.

I'm so terribly sorry.

Frank Nickle? Are you sure?

Pleased?

That's my best coat.

Yes that's right.

The lamp. -That lamp can wait.

I've never been so happy been like now.

Wasn't it a wonderful day?

everyone had a good time, Don't you think so?

They're probably still celebrating.

Stop chatting, Janie.

They go on all night long. If only John George could be there.

Come on man, stop talking about that.

Why do you have to now? start talking about him?

You do that on purpose, right?

Now say something, Janie.

Nothing to worry about, it's fine.

I love you.

If I lost you, then I went crazy.

Relax, you won't lose me.

Say you Love Me.

I love you. I will always love you.

Promise?

Hey, Connor. Are you going to renovate this mess?

He is an expert in renovation. Me, Connor?

Knock, knock.

Forget the lazy ones.

No way.

Never in my life.

Father's death saddens me carrying a great burden.

My father and grandfather were very enterprising.

Real estate, studios, retail. I didn't know what a burden that could be.

How good are you at accounting, Mr Connor?

What exactly do you mean, Miss?

You keep accurate records of rental income, but have you also learned accounting?

Would you like to learn that?

Yes, sir. How so?

I'll get straight to the point. I need a manager.

I want help with management. Would you like to take on that task?

I could get that job right away forgive me if I place an ad...

but...

that man would be completely foreign to me.

I have to be honest...

that I don't make contact easily.

I now know that I need time to really get to know someone.

I've known you for a while now, Mr. Connor.

I have always found you very competent.

Capable of much more than what father offered you.

Yes, it's not far. I live on it now water, at the old Kilpatrick wharf.

My brother is a shipwright.

A wharf? Then you are already in business. -Hardly, Miss.

Isn't that close to the shipyard? of the Pittie brothers?

I wouldn't know, Miss.

See you tomorrow then.

I tell you, she asked me.

No idea why, but she is the ladder on which we climb higher.

Put me down, you fool.

Jimmy has entered into a contract. -What? Why didn't you say that?

He didn't get the chance mr manager.

What is it exactly? -A sailing boat. Nothing special.

Of course. It is awesome. Kudos, Jimmy.

Find someone your own height. -Don't challenge me.

What did you want to tell me?

I wanted to tell you two things...

but if I do, you'll probably rage.

Not really.

Promise. -Remember you promised.

My lady wants me to come along to France on holiday.

On her brother-in-law's yacht.

Nothing comes of that.

You said it that you didn't come, huh?

I said you wouldn't want it. -That's right. I don't want it.

A hunt.

What's the second?

That's about John George's friend Maggie.

She is married.

Married? -With an old guy with big kids.

Maybe it's better this way.

John George will need help when he gets out.

I'll give him a hand.

I'll give him a good start in his own house. I will do that.

I knew it.

Things are going well, you are learning quickly. I'd even say you have talent.

Thank you, Mr. Dryden. It would be nice if you said the same to Miss Kean.

Numbers mean something to you. -Of course.

Especially if there is money involved. -Of course. That brings numbers to life.

That dry bastard Dryden actually gave in...

that I have a talent.

That means you are very good at it.

By the way, I'd like to see you on Monday goes to Hexham.

Hexham? -Yes.

It's time for you to see the real estate that you now manage.

Naturally.

We can visit your yard. I'd like to see that one.

Fine.

But my wife isn't there. She works as a nanny in Westoe.

But my brother will be there.

Your wife?

I didn't know you were married, Mr Connor.

When did you get married?

Recently. I didn't mention it because your father was buried then.

It seemed inappropriate to me.

You informed me have to bring.

It didn't seem that important to me. -Oh no?

A married man cannot all his time, his attention...

his full involvement in his work spend. This changes things.

I do not understand that.

No? Then I have your intelligence is overestimated.

It certainly won't affect my work. -I'm happy to accept that from you.

But a married man has responsibilities.

That does come at a cost of your time and of your loyalty.

Mr. Dryden has been paid in advance.

You can continue your training with him.

We'll talk about the rest another time.

No that is not possible.

They've been busy last night to throw my wood into the river.

The Pittie brothers? -How different?

Anyway, like you said, if you become Miss Kean's right-hand man...

you can get rid of that scum later also tackle.

That's right.

Is this how you manage? -Yes, best.

I'm not going.

Not for five quid. I won't do it.

How was I going to get that back?

I'll make it up to you, John George. Really and truly.

Stand up.

Stand up.

Get up, you bastard.

Hey, what do we get now? Have you gone crazy or something?

It was you.

You've got that five pounds darkmonth.

And you left him in that horrible place lock up in prison.

I'd be in your face can spit, Rory Connor.

Well, now you know. -What is?

He has John George make me pay for it.

You are kidding me.

He would have been caught sooner or later.

I saved him the week before.

He needed two pounds that day. I needed that money...

for poker. I wanted to buy that damn yard. For you.

Shut up. Don't make fun of me like you do with yourself.

That doesn't exempt you, and you know that, don't you?

Our first night here he had me almost got hit for mentioning him.

I should have noticed right away. -Yes, then we would have had it.

And then it wouldn't have tormented me so much. -You? What about John George?

Stop talking about John George.

By the time I could think again, he had already been in jail for two months.

I almost died, remember? -That is no excuse.

It's my only excuse. -He could have patched you up.

He could have said that you also had a key.

That you gambled, and your own mother would still sell.

You are capable of it. Poor Lizzie.

You'll regret this, Rory. John George would give his life for you.

Go to hell, both of you. -Nothing, to hell, Rory Connor.

I'll tell you where I'm going. I'm going to my dad.

And then to the Buckhams. And I go enjoy taking them to France.

All the way to London by train, and then the boat.

You will see so much. -There they are.

Go ahead, baby. We'll wait here.

Don't cry.

There's nothing to cry about. You're going on holiday.

Bye Grandma.

Watch out for those French, girl. Those guys can't be trusted.

Sorry I'm late. -You're here, that's what matters. Come.

Get in, we have quite a journey ahead.

ship wrecked in the Channel no survivors

I'm so sorry, boy.

I'm away from him. I'm out of there.

Mr Armstrong?

I'm Mr Oakshott. I am the notary van Miss Charlotte Kean.

The living space is on the first floor and the printing house is this way.

Miss Kean understood that you are interested in books.

It is like that, yes.

This is all wonderful, Mrs Oakshott, but I don't quite understand it.

As Miss Kean said, she realizes that in your case...

the judge is a bit strict has judged.

So it's to make it right, like she said?

You don't want a gift horse look in the mouth, John George.

ls dat Rory? -Yes that is him.

Let him now. You can do him better leave it alone now.

I'm glad he's here.

That is also possible. It's been exactly one year.

I'm glad he came. -And I recognize him. He's so chic.

He is now the boss there.

He controls half of her companies. He's got a lot on his mind.

And also a burden of a bad conscience.

He didn't gamble anymore since Janie's death.

He's playing a much higher game now.

Has Connor played yet? -No, not for a penny. Niemendal.

His patroness is now on the police committee.

So leave Connor and his brother in peace for now.

She'll soon get tired of them and then we show them their place.

Drive on.

We agree that the goal of a library education is...

then it's nonsense that it would close before seven o'clock.

People who want to learn are often blue-collar workers.

For them we have to do ourselves make the right effort.

The working man or woman who shows initiative...

and wants to improve his or her existence, is our great pride.

Some working men are already getting a push in the back.

For those who don't understand Mr. Nickle's joke:

He thinks it's ironic that I'm a laborer manage my affairs.

His name is Connor and he was a rent collector for my father.

Perhaps you, in turn, want your relationship explain with Mr Victor Pittie?

Sure.

It's about the yard of the late Amos...

which I acquired not long ago.

So gentlemen, you see: Mr. Nickle and I are in the same boat.

Thanks for waiting. The meeting ran a bit late.

Kent u Mr Nickle al?

Not really no. -Mr Nickle, dit is nu Mr Connor.

I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Nickle. -Only good things, I hope.

We have in common acquaintances, I believe.

Oh yeah? I wouldn't know who.

Shall we go?

I'm coming, Miss Kean.

See you, Mr. Nickle.

I must confess that I know you were robbed by the Pittie brothers.

You were semi-conscious when I visited you.

You kept repeating one word.

Pittie.

It was thought that you were groaning in pain. I had doubts, so I checked it out.

In this way.

Very smart.

I also know that Nickle has to do with those guys.

I invite you to come along to my house.

There are documents you need to see.

I'm amazed.

This is enough to take the Pitties. -Not quite.

With a smart lawyer they turn out. I want certainty.

And then we also have Nickle.

Yes, the whole thing.

I'll see what I can do.

I've already talked to the commissioner.

I told him about your difficulties.

He would have the yard extra guarded.

Really and truly? That was very kind of you.

So your yard and your brother are safe tonight.

Wouldn't you like to stay then? for a drink?

There is one more thing I would like to discuss with you.

Yes please.

Just keep walking.

My father had absolutely no taste...

but he was a customer from a good wine merchant.

Pour yourself some. -Thank you. I will do that.

Very tasty.

Good.

You wanted to discuss something?

I don't really know how should I start.

I only know those things have gone unsaid for too long.

I realize I put you in a difficult position have posted.

Even now your...

I just had to get to the heart of the matter come. You have to.

Mr Connor...

Suppose I asked you to come with me to marry. You would refuse, I know.

I know you're not abusive would like to make of the situation.

But suppose I say that I have nothing would expect from you as a husband.

That you get your own living space. That all I want...

your company is.

Your presence here in the house.

Where you would be lord and master.

What would you say then?

Then you'll come off badly, won't you?

And what if that didn't bother me?

So you would no longer have any use for me than you always had.

Why don't we leave it then? just like that?

Do you know what they say about us? in this oh so neat, pious town?

Over ons? -Yes, about us.

'What did you think? Kean's daughter and the rent collector.

It's shameless. She buys it. He'd be crazy to refuse...

even though she is a lot older and as ordinary as can be.'

Is that what they say?

Why don't you put a stop to that?

How should I do that?

Then I have to marry one of them who liked me after father's death?

Those guys... They smell money and suddenly courted me...

just like my father would have done.

I still don't understand... -Do you like this house?

And the stuff in it?

Me, huh?

Yes, they are beautiful.

But?

You don't know everything about me, Charlotte.

Name something.

John George didn't have to sit.

I heard there.

I approached Mr. Armstrong. I know roughly what happened.

So you know?

You don't mind? -Of course it is.

I'm sorry you don't was straightforward.

But eventually it doesn't matter anymore.

I'm really only thinking about myself right now.

You are an incredible woman. -Is that an answer?

I want an answer.

The answer is yes.

You should have known that. -I had no idea.

That has been agreed then?

Yes, that has been agreed.

Then say something.

Janie is barely cold.

Janie has been dead for over a year, even longer.

You'll be warm, that's for sure.

They used to say that old Kean Shields could buy.

It's not about the money. -Not even because of her cute face.

Money, that's the only thing that matters to you.

Ma?

What about Janie's father?

He was allowed to go there with his love running off when her grandma died, huh.

He only waited six weeks. You didn't say anything about that.

I'm marrying Charlotte.

I'm not just going to take her for granted.

One at a time is enough for me.

Just tell them.

Go ahead, so to speak what I came for.

She wanted to get to know you. She has no idea what she's getting into.

Well, I now know where I stand.

We'll see who comes first the other person comes knocking.

Come on, Jimmy. Walk with him. Say we understand. Go.

Just tell her she's welcome here.

Be silent.

You forgot about that path, didn't you?

No.

You couldn't take that path in your expensive clothes.

Are you starting now too?

What's on your mind?

You're my brother, quit. -She's not your kind of people.

Did you notice that? And you think that I don't get anything out of it?

Is that it, Jimmy?

Is that it?

Yes that is it.

Mom says she's welcome. You can do her take it with you whenever you want.

I hope he's worth all that money.

Look at it. I would buy it too if I had the money for it. What you?

We have an appointment.

I'm satisfied with that. I don't ask anything else.

Your room is there...

as I told you.

What do you call this hour? -Lunch time.

Then I'll have Mary bring me something to eat. -No not yet.

What do you think about it?

Is this the Garden of Eden, or not?

In any case, it is not the boulevard on Sunday afternoon. Come here, you.

It doesn't look like they have yet has had enough of her rent collector.

No, I misjudged that.

The brother, the cripple, that doesn't sit well with me.

They are too smart for me. The must stay away from my spot on the river.

Our spot.

He builds small boats. That's not competition.

Provisional. But if he gets money from Kean?

Who knows what he will do then.

Nothing special, if you ask me.

And Connor himself...

We'll deal with that.

Your windows are dirty, Jimmy. Do you never clean it?

It surprises me that you can still see something through it.

I'll just go, Jimmy. The pie you just have to warm it up.

Is the back door open?

Bye, see you Sunday. -Thanks, Lizzie. You're a sweetheart.

I get it already.

What do you understand then? -Why Lizzie suddenly ran off.

She didn't have to do that. -She did.

You'd almost think they weren't there can handle when a man is happy.

Very nice, Jimmy. -Are you too?

A happy man? -Yes, knock. You can call it that.

But?

I saw her once. I can't say anything about it.

Do you love her?

I don't know.

But being loved is new to me.

Janie loved you. -Not like that.

That is the difference between Charlotte and Janie.

Some women are happy because they love a man.

That's how it is with Charlotte.

And to know that you do unleashes in someone...

I never thought it would, but... then you feel like a king.

Nice. I hope it stays that way for your sake.

I just came to tell you that I'm Nickle have brought down.

Hosannah's foundry. I stole it from under his nose.

Well done.

Yes, I liked that. The thing is, Nickle isn't like that.

So take care of yourself. Okay�?

I'll be fine. The Pittie brothers have hasn't shown up in months.

They can come right back, so just watch out.

Then we have to do that, go to the police.

They can't be there all the time. They have no eyes in the back of their heads.

It bothers me.

With current evidence, Oakshot can quickly litigate against Nickle.

But there's a catch. -What then?

You are one of the witnesses.

We have to think about it carefully. Especially now...

Not?

I'll tell you later.

What is? Are you keeping something in reserve?

No, not right away. Certainly not at hand.

I got pregnant.

Pregnant.

I am in blessed circumstances as the bible says.

A child.

Are you telling me, you mean...

You're having a child. -Yeah, kid.

Are you happy?

Charlotte, what would you do to me? can you give even more?

One every year, until I get completely fat. I'd like to get fat.

No, I don't want you to become fat.

You are good the way you are now.

You are the best woman that I ever knew.

And ever will know.

I love you.

Don't be afraid, Jimmy.

It's me, Janie.

I'm back.

They found me in the water with a dead child in my arms.

I didn't even know who I was anymore until a month ago.

When they fished me out of the sea, I didn't even remember my name anymore.

I forgot everything what had happened.

This happened.

They said it was because of the shock.

What do you remember now? -Bit and piece, like in dreams.

The ship that capsized I remember that.

Things that struck me.

And then there was also a smaller boat, I believe.

And then water.

Green water.

As high as a house, only water.

Where's Rory?

I'll go get some tea.

Nothing happened to him, right? -He is doing well.

Where is he? -All kinds of things have happened.

You've been away for two years. You have been officially declared dead.

What has happened? -Rory went crazy with grief.

You didn't recognize him. -What then?

He did it because he was so lonely. -What did he do?

He remarried, Janie.

With whom?

How?

Miss Kean.

You gotta be kidding me.

It's the truth.

Kean's daughter.

Unbelieveable.

It was for the money, huh?

He didn't get it playing poker, so he sold himself to her.

It wasn't like that, Janie. -No? How?

The young dream couple, surely? -Still, Janie.

He would love me forever. 'Until death do us part.'

Yes, that was the case, he thought.

Exactly that.

Go get him out of that big house and say playtime is over.

His wife is back.

You don't believe me, do you? I swear to you.

As long as it's just wine and poker, I am a happy woman.

You are an incredible woman.

How many times have I said that? -Will Nickle be there?

I hope so.

Are you safe then?

Yes. Jimmy said the ultimate revenge would be are to show him that we live...

as we want. -Sensible boy, you Jimmy.

Like Nickle next to the happiest man of the city makes him think about that.

Jimmy, say something. Drive away, Stoddard.

Prepare for a shock. You won't believe your ears.

Call it a day, Jimmy.

Janie...

Janie. What's wrong with Janie?

She's not dead. They saved her.

She is back.

Then say something, man.

She's not the same anymore, Rory.

She has changed.

Prepare for that.

What do I do now, Jimmy? -I don't know, Rory.

Yes I'ts me.

And you're jumping for joy, aren't you?

I thought you...

We all thought... -You couldn't wait, huh?

But then again, you're a gambler.

You didn't want to miss an opportunity although it may have been a gamble.

What can I say? -You always have an excuse.

I shouldn't have come back.

I throw your neat lives but confused.

Anyway, I'm back. And what are you going to do about it?

I don't know.

You have to tell her.

Miss Kean...her of all people.

Her.

But you'd do anything for money, wouldn't you?

It wasn't. -Oh no?

Well, that surprises me. It wasn't about the money.

Are you married to her? because you wanted her?

I'll tell you why. Because she loved me.

And I liked her.

And I felt sorry for her.

And then it grew, Janie. -I wish I had drowned.

She'll have to know anyway.

You can only have one wife, and you married me.

You have to understand, she is... -What do I need to understand?

She gets a...

A child.

Oh me?

That's a shame then. She will having to raise her alone.

That happens often. She'll be fine.

She has money, that makes a difference. I won't let myself be pushed aside.

Not really.

I claim my place.

I will do what I think is right. Give me a moment.

I'll give you money to save you. -I don't want your money.

It's not your money, it's hers. She bought you.

Don't challenge me, man.

I'm still Rory Connor and I won't let myself be pressurize.

He didn't even touch me.

Little Joe, what a pleasure. -Good evening.

Chatted with the nice lady, huh?

What is? What happened?

I beat Nickle up pretty bad. -No, that's not what I mean.

Something's wrong.

What is? Please tell me.

something your brother told you? -Charlotte...

I've wanted to tell you this for a long time.

I never thought, never...

I love you, Charlotte.

This is what you need to know before I tell you... -It doesn't bother you.

It does not matter.

Doesn't matter what you did. -But I didn't do anything.

What is it?

It's about Janie.

She is back.

She suffered from memory loss and no longer knew who she was.

They fished her out of the sea.

Janie...

She's still alive.

Don't worry about it.

It will be fine.

I'm not leaving you.

Whatever happens, I won't leave you alone.

Don't you understand?

Then get it.

I love you.

Is she in there?

Incredible. -She lays down the law for us.

But there she shoots nothing at all.

Hold on. I'm going to talk to her. -Just do your best.

Remember, she's changed. More than you might think.

He has to leave her. He has to. That's the law.

Is that so? I don't know, girl but let me tell you this:

Rory never has worried about the law.

She's having a child. Suppose he is the law is being ignored?

What do you mean?

Then she lives in sin, right? And that will not approve the better position.

Would you go to court? -Yes, if necessary.

Then they will be on display in this city. -There are more cities.

Rory, Lizzie's inside to talk to her.

It doesn't matter, my decision is made.

There's one thing I don't understand.

What do you gain from this?

I'm not leaving her, Janie.

I will support you, you are entitled to that.

But she's carrying my child and I won't leave her.

Go to court if you want. -That's what I want, yes. And the newspapers too.

You will your face can no longer show.

Her money won't help, that doesn't help against a scandal.

I made up my mind. The choice is yours.

And if they are indeed with it go to the press?

So what?

A scandal will be the case definitely cloud it.

So that the police don't do anything against Nickle?

Not as the main witness is involved in a scandal.

Then we better hurry.

What did she pay you for? -I don't know what you mean.

I didn't say anything. Not a word. Please...

That little bastard is still breathing.

He hasn't said much yet. -I heard that, yes.

Let him in.

Mr. Nickle. Sir? -Sam...

Sit down.

Sorry I'm late, Mr. Nickle.

Connor needs to get a warning.

And that bottom door there... Finish him off.

When should that happen, sir? -Now, as soon as I'm out the door.

It's high tide tonight. By morning it is 20 kilometers from the coast.

There we are. Are you ready?

Connor's wife is fishing. Who knows what she'll discover.

His yard, do some damage there.

The paint store and its workshop?

The youngest Connor keeps his paint downstairs.

Very dangerous, extremely flammable.

All right then.

It's going to be a fire.

That fire... Take care leaves no traces. Understood?

In and out.

Release him.

You do it.

If they see you and it doesn't seem like a coincidence... -Understood, sir.

We won't make any mistakes. -No, not one.

Otherwise you'll have to deal with me. -Victor?

Mr Nickle?

Go get him back.

Alright then.

Get him back.

How difficult it is, Commissioner, to... litigate against a man of prestige?

If Mr. Arden finds that there is reason for a lawsuit...

then I would even sue the bishop.

I've been getting complaints for months about bad practices.

I just read it through quickly. There's enough for a lawsuit.

More than enough.

Are you willing to testify, Mr Connor?

Of course.

Even if you run the risk to be prosecuted yourself?

Then again.

And Mr Hornby's statement?

Can I count on that, Mrs Connor? -He'll cooperate.

With these facts I can get started.

Without further delay? -If you want, yes.

We'll get you, Hornby. -We lost him.

Where's that runt? -Never mind. He is gone.

We'll still get it.

We're going to Connor's he will pay.

You have to listen carefully, Janie.

Listen to someone who cares about you.

John George, he just had a hard time.

A year in prison, for half a penny.

Things can be strange in life.

He is the happiest of all of us now. And his secret...

His secret is acceptance what has happened?

I don't accept anything at all.

You're alive, Janie. You are healthy, you are beautiful.

You can live comfortably forever.

Quick, walk out the back door. Quick then.

Your brother's house, the shipyard...

They're gonna burn it down tonight, the Pittie brothers.

Get an end of rope.

Rory, I'm coming with you. -No, Charlotte.

Mary, send the police to Connor's yard, quickly.

Get the carriage. Right now.

Jimmy, uilskuiken. I'm going to light the oven.

You will be well cooked. -He has to look.

This is for your brother, son.

Get out.

Uilskuiken Jimmy.

Help me please.

Where's Jimmy? -No idea. It was the Pitties.

Has anyone seen my brother?

Rory, don't do that.

Is anyone in there? -I believe so. Wretched.

Then say something.

Say something, Rory. -Charlotte?

Help me please. He has to go home immediately. Quick.

If he gets hurt again...

give him a similar dose of morphine like just now.

I'm so sorry.

I am so sorry. He won't do this to survive. I'm sorry.

He has to survive. He's my brother. He must not die. Please...

I'm sorry.

Anything else at your service? -No, that's all.

Mr Nickle? Mr Frank Nickle? -What is going on?

I must ask you to come with me. -Better talk to your superiors first.

That's already happened, Frank.

Do not do that. The Pitties have it too tried, and deeply regretted it.

Lizzie ice cream is.

Ma?

I love you.

Is that for me? Thank you.

Come on, let's go to grandma's.

Look what I got. Give it to grandma.

Good boy.

Good boy. -One, two, three...