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(bell tolling) (horses neighing)

(tense music)

(keys clacking)

FRED: "As summer turned to autumn

the horrors piled up."

There's been a body found
in Whitechapel, a woman.

- It was murder.

FRED: "Three women brutally slain.

Their mutilated bodies
burnt into my mind."

It's the work of monsters. Maniacs.

- (crowd clamouring)

FRED: With police facing
panic on the streets...

(commotion)

- Just put out the statement.
It will all blow over soon enough.

FRED: We decorated the front
page with the women's deaths.

There's been another murder!

Turning blood into profit.

- To The Star newspaper!
- (laughter)

FRED: Without any evidence,
we linked the murders.

- What if they were all the work
of one crazed, maniacal monster?

- Have you got any idea
of who it could be?

- We know him alright.

FRED: And now, we had a name.

- The newspaper world

is one of the most competitive
industries there is.

You are always told
be first and accurate.

- Let's get this into
the last edition, boys.

- But if you can't be accurate,
just at least be first.

- We are going to change the game!
(laughing)

(tense music)

NEWSPAPER BOY:
London gripped by fear!

Read it in The Star!

- Hello, everyone.

Gather around, gather around.

Right.
So, there is a maniac on the loose.

And we now know that
the suspect's alias is in fact...

..Leather Apron.

BOB: The Star were the first
to print the name Leather Apron.

It was said that he was known
to the sex workers

who lived in Whitechapel.

And he also had a track
record of violent behaviour

and intimidation.

He was also supposedly Jewish.

(hooves clopping)

NEWSPAPER BOY:
Police hunt for Leather Apron!

Wanted on the streets
of Whitechapel.

Read all about it!

- If you are pointing the finger
at somebody from an ethnic

minority background,
you need to be really responsible.

Once the information is out there,

you have absolutely
no control over it.

Because there will be thousands
of people reading what you write.

- Good day, Mrs O'Connor.
- Is it, Fred?

- Commissioner Warren has proved
to be utterly inept as per usual.

- He is a crazy Jew, Thomas?
- (he clears throat)

- Your suspect is a
crazy Jew, really?

- He is of Hebrew descent, yes.

- You know exactly
what I am talking about.

As an Irishman, I thought you more
than anybody would understand

the dangers of whipping up such
ancient and demeaning hatreds.

- No, this is different.
- How? How is it different?

- Well, for starters,
I haven't killed anyone.

- This is despicable.

You should all be ashamed
of yourselves!

Go back to your scheming.

(tense music)

- The Star focusing in on the
potential that our killer was

a Jewish man,

I would describe as
irresponsible reporting.

And it could've a really serious,

detrimental effect
on the investigation.

- The Star's reporting on
Leather Apron was really

designed to whip up public anger.

(glass patters) (crowd clamouring)

Just like now where
a tweet on social media

can bring people out onto
the streets and cause riots.

And Jewish communities
became the target.

- In 1888, London was changing.

You had the Jewish
community coming in

living next to East London locals.

And it's extremely tribal.

MAN: Oi!

(blow thuds)

(blows thudding)

(crowd yelling)

(man groaning)

- There are people prowling
the streets all over the place.

They are in Spitalfields,
they are in Whitechapel.

And now I hear that
they are crossing the river.

When I told you about Leather Apron
I gave you many details about him.

- You did, and I gratefully relayed
those details onto TP,

and that information
will help catch a killer.

- So, OK, tell me why is it

that your boss fixated on
the fact that he was Jewish?

Because I just don't get
how that's relevant.

- As a journalist,

if you take information and
turn it and make it fit your story,

that's going to come back
and bite you.

- I knew that my words
would get twisted,

I should have just
stayed out of this.

Because the hatred
going on out there

has got nothing to do with finding
the person that killed these women.

- It's not our doing.

- Wow!

(door slams)

- The Leather Apron story

was causing chaos on
the streets of Whitechapel.

(commotion)

And whilst the police
were dealing with the riots,

the murder investigation
was going nowhere.

Meaning the killer was walking free,
leaving women even more vulnerable.

(muffled commotion)

- In the poorer parts
of Victorian London,

it's very easy for women
to find themselves on the streets.

(dog barking)

And that's exactly what
happened to Annie Chapman.

(tense music sting)

Having married a coachman,

she had a relatively
comfortable life.

But by 1888, Annie's husband
has been dead for two years

and this means
that she has got no allowance

and she's homeless and struggling.

(melancholic music)

- When you don't have a home,
nor anybody to help you,

it's a very, very
desolate experience.

You are society's throwaways,
society's trash.

There are people who matter
and people who don't.

We all know it...

..and the predators know it too.

(tense music sting)

(disembodied shrieks)

(horse neighs)

NEWSPAPER BOY:
Maniac on the streets of London!

Get the latest!

(typewriters clacking)
(office chatter)

(suspenseful music)

- TP, there's been another one.
- Fred, get the story!

- Yes, boss. Thank you!

- It doesn't take long for word to
get out that there's been a murder.

(tense music sting)

When you investigate
suspicious death,

the most important step
for those officers there,

preserve the crime scene and
keep members of the public out.

COPPER: Get in line. Get in line!

- And if you don't
get it under control,

potential evidence could be lost.

- Come see the body!
Line up, people!

A penny to see the dreadful sight.

A penny a go, sir.

Thank you!

A penny a go.

(street chatter)

- Thank you.

- People have always
been drawn to murder.

(crowd chatter outside)

And they want to understand it.

It's human nature to want
to get closer and closer,

until you are seeing things
that you will never forget.

(tense music building)

(tense music sting)

(tense music sting)

- A penny a go, sir.
Best seat in the house.

Thank you very much.

(crowd clamouring)

Thank you! A penny a go!
Thank you very much!

- If you have never seen the dead
body of a murdered victim,

especially in horrific,
grotesque killings,

you cannot understand

what Fred would have
been thinking and feeling.

Now, in this situation, as the clock
is ticking, you are in a race.

The press pack
is right over your shoulder.

So, having a police contact
was really important.

Because they would be the ones
that would be giving you

the steer off the record.

- A police officer getting money
from Fred Best for information,

would that surprise me?

Well, the simple answer is no.

We just have to look at modern
times to see bribery going on.

- (man advertising the body)

- With the murder of Annie Chapman
the police were now confronted with

another murder where
the injuries were horrific.

- In Annie Chapman's case,
there was more injury to the abdomen

than there was in
Polly Nichol's case.

The intestines were thrown
over her shoulder

and an organ was taken
for the first time.

-It's not unusual
that there are killers

who like to have a particular
ritual that they go through.

By removing organs,
they can assert their dominance,

feel like they are in control

and have possession over the victim
that they have taken the life of.

(office chatter)

- TP? Ernest.

- Get this man a drink.

Come on, Fred, sit down, sit down.

Sit down, boy.

- Thank you!

- What have we got?

(shakily) The victim is called Annie
Chapman. Her throat was slit.

Stomach was cut open.
It was mutilation.

Her internal organs were cut out.

Heart, liver, intestines,
all removed.

- Anything else?
- Yes.

The police searching at the scene
found that Annie's injuries

matched that of the previous victim,
Polly Nichols.

The same wounds which-
which must mean...

- Does mean...

..it's the same killer.

It's a confirmation. Jesus Christ!

There really is a lone maniac here.

Emma Smith was
set upon by a gang.

Martha Tabram was most
likely killed by a bayonet.

But Polly and Annie, two women,

both killed in the same
way with the same hand.

Jesus, it's... it's incredible.

What wasn't true becomes so.

- We have to remember that
the theory of a serial killer was

created by The Star to sell papers.

When the paper is describing
these three murders,

Emma Smith, Martha Tabram
and Polly Nichols,

it's very much a choice of The Star
to tie these murders together.

- With the wounds inflicted on Mary
Ann Nichols and Annie Chapman,

there were huge amounts
of similarity.

But the injuries were very, very
different to the preceding victims.

FERN: Now, with the death
of Annie Chapman

just eight days after
Polly Nichols was killed,

and less than a half a mile away,

it did indeed look like
this press invention

was turning out to be true.

- To connect the dots that
there is in fact a serial killer

operating in Whitechapel,

that's a really serious moment
for everyone.

Everyone that is,
other than the press,

who need more salacious
details to titillate the public.

(typewriters clacking)

- Whitechapel's streets
are now a hunting ground.

The women are the prey.

And the police seem powerless
to do anything about it.

- (clicks fingers) That's it.
That's how we will finish the piece.

We start a call to arms.

We tell the people of Whitechapel
to get out onto the streets

and do it for themselves.

Because if the police
can't catch the maniac,

well the people can do it for them.

- I like that!

- And create even more chaos
for the police to deal with?

Have you considered that you may
actually be hindering their work?

And what that could mean
for another woman?

- What TP would be looking for
is the angle of the story

that no other journalist has got.

- TP O'Connor decides to push the
view that the police are incompetent

and to galvanise the community
to, you know,

take the law into their own hands
and become vigilantes.

- The East End people
are people of action.

And all they are reading about
and hearing about is the police

and the investigation going nowhere.

The Eastenders would take that
as they're at war

and just take things
into their own hands.

It doesn't mean that
they would get it right.

It could easily fall into territory
of lynching the wrong person.

- The Star did this, Fred.

You wound them up and
set them on the war path.

- People will do what they
want, Hen, it's not up to me.

- Is that what you really think?
Is that what we are seeing?

Words have power, Fred,
now more than ever.

- This would have been extremely
concerning for the police.

You can't have members
of the public running around

carrying out their own justice.

It not only would interfere
with their investigation,

but it put lives at risk.

(tense music sting)

(knocking at door)
- Enter!

This rag, The Star, is calling
upon the people of Whitechapel

to take matters
into their own hands.

"The police have not even a clue,

they are in despair
at their utter failure

to not even get
a scent of the criminal."

- They are humiliating us.

- Senior officers now drafted in

Detective Inspector
Frederick Abberline.

Abberline was in a unique position

in that he was an experienced
murder investigator.

But he also had a really strong
knowledge of the Whitechapel area.

- Well, what about this Leather
Apron? The so called "crazy Jew."

Do we know who this man is?

- John Pizer, sir.
John Pizer is Leather Apron.

- Yes, we have been searching
the lodging houses and casual wards

for a week now, sir, and-
- Well, search harder!

Now, both of you get out there
and do your duty.

- John Pizer -
better known as Leather Apron -

worked as a boot maker
in the Whitechapel area.

And he was always wearing
a leather apron. Hence the name.

And his arrest would be at the top
of Abberline and Thick's priorities.

(crowd clamouring)

At this stage, John Pizer -
AKA Leather Apron -

was the best suspect
they had for these crimes.

Going on the descriptions
given by the girls,

he was someone known
to use aggressive behaviour

and carry a knife.

Having been searching
for over a week,

and despite several sightings
of Leather Apron,

the police eventually got a tip off
that he was staying with family

at 22 Mulberry Street.

Now, he was within
the police's grasp.

(crowd clamouring)

- When you consider John Pizer's
previous records,

his predatory nature towards women,
his behaviours,

the fact that he was proficient
in terms of using a knife,

he fits the bill for
a potential suspect.

(crowd clamouring)

- Fuck you too!

(copper giving orders)

- When the police arrest John Pizer,

everyone would have been
really praying and hoping

that we're going to
put an end to it now.

We are going to stop these crimes.

Everyone that is,
other than the press.

(crowd clamouring) (grunting)

(dog barking)

(hooves clopping)

- I was beginning to have my doubts
about your editorship, Tay Pay, but

you have turned the ship around.

This means that your
next challenge will be

maintaining this level of sales
for, um, well, forever.

- (inhales) Well, forever
might be a bit of a stretch.

But until the end of the century
perhaps. (chuckles)

- The amount of pressure that
somebody like TP would be under

from the owners of the paper
would be huge.

They are looking at the newspaper
sales every single day.

That editor knows
he has to come out on top.

- The paper's backers couldn't
possibly have dreamt of the kind

of numbers they were now seeing.

The paper was now selling
around about 260,000 copies a day.

That was 90,000 more
than just a few days earlier.

But in the cutthroat world
of Victorian journalism,

you couldn't live on past triumphs.

- Your, um, methods...

You are a bit of a rabble rouser.

- A rabble rouser?
Whatever do you mean?

- Your editorial angle.

The crazy Jew, vigilante mobs,
attacking the police.

Let's not upset the natural
order of things too much.

Do you understand what I am saying?

- (takes deep breath)

- For an editor like TP,

the highs that come with the success
of getting the exclusive

are very short-lived.

- At this stage,

John Pizer was the best suspect
The Star had for these crimes.

But now, John Pizer had an alibi.

Leather Apron is not the killer.

BOY: Leather Apron walks free!
Get your morning papers!

- (he grunts)

How the hell could the police
release John Pizer so quickly?

He was only in custody a day.

- And there is something else.

While we were not
able to speak to Pizer,

it seems he did speak
to the Associated Press.

- Oh, for fuck's sake.

- TP. Not good.

- What does it say?

- He's threatening legal action,
and he might just win it.

- When you're pointing
the finger at someone

and you are accusing them of murder,
you had better be right.

Because if you are wrong,
you are going to lose.

And you are going to lose big.

And the sums involved
in a defamation or libel case

could bring down a paper.

- If you have been
hounded by the press,

what are you going to do?

Most people are going to seek
libel damages

and that's exactly what Pizer does.

He's determined that The Star

is going to pay for what
they have done to him.

- My name is John Pizer,
and you have wronged me.

(tense music sting)

BOY: Buy a copy of The Star!
Get The Star!

- Alex, it's alright. Thank you.

Mr Pizer, I don't think this
is the right time or place.

- Do you have any idea
what you have done?

- My family has been abused.
My business is ruined.

My name is now tarnished forever
by your lies and distortions.

I will have my day in court.
- (stuttering)

- I will have justice.

- C-Come on, man. D-Don't do that.

Let's work together.

I mean, what would satisfy you?
50 pounds?

- A hundred.

- Oh, come on, be serious, man,
50 pounds is more than generous.

- I said a hundred!

- One moment, please.

- John Pizer, being accused
of the Whitechapel murders,

once you are tarred,
it would be impossible to go back.

You know,
like no smoke without fire.

- 50 pounds.

Now, I am sure
Pall Mall Gazette would be

more than willing to
give you the other half.

That is if they allow you to darken
their door in the first place.

Not everyone is as
kind-hearted as I am, you see.

If you will excuse me,
I have a news floor to run.

Come on, back to work, everybody.

- To have such a dangerous
libel claim put towards The Star

would risk their entire business.

So, The Star is very, very lucky

that Pizer accepts this 50 pounds.

- If you are going to name someone
as a killer

and you have got it wrong,

attention and focus is diverted away
from the actual killer,

and you are allowing
them to continue killing.

(tense music sting)

HENRIETTA: Frederick.

Fred!

- Yeah, sorry, love. I'm miles away.

- It's certainly left it's
mark on you, hasn't it?

- What has?

- Well, what do you think
I am talking about?

- Go on then, spit it out.

- I still feel sick

about the muck and the hatred
that your paper's spread.

Did you ever really think
it was John Pizer?

Or did his face just fit?

This isn't the Fred I know.
- (he scoffs)

- The Fred I know had morals and
was decent and honest with himself.

(footsteps receding)
(door opens, slams shut)

(Fred sighs)

(hooves clopping)

(TP sighs)

- With the release of John Pizer,

O'Connor and The Star
are back to square one.

The reality is there is
no longer a tangible

candidate for the sole killer.

The Star had totally lost focus now.

There is a very big danger that
they are going to lose the story,

lose the momentum.

- Sir?

- TP?

- Yes. (clears throat)

You know you could...

You could look around
this room and you could...

..comfort yourself by what you see,
but that would be a mistake.

The well is drying up, boys.
Sales are down.

What are you going to do?

- Surely, we just- we just wait.
You can't control a killer.

- Why not, Best?

I only have a need of people
who think big.

Do you think big?

- Of course.
- Good.

Then fetch some paper
and a pen and some ink.

Preferably red ink.
Bring it in here.

(ominous music)

- TP was at a real crossroads now.

There hadn't been a killing
for several weeks.

He needed a new suspect.

But he also had to be careful.

He got burnt with Leather Apron.
He got it wrong.

He couldn't make that mistake again.

- Now, you may not be
able to control the killer.

But can you make him speak?

We're going to write a letter.

- A let- A letter? Who to?
- All will become clear. Fred.

(ominous music)

Now, remember...

..think big. Hm?

Big.

That's my boy, Fred.

Make him speak, Fred.

Make him speak.

- When you're desperate and casting
around for any information,

you could be persuaded to
take any new leads seriously.

Even when it comes
as a bolt from the blue,

maybe a random piece of intel
or even a letter.

The police need a break.

- To make something up to keep
the story alive, to sell papers,

it is so far beyond the line
of morality within journalism.

Once they make this decision,
there is no way back from that.

- "Dear Boss, I keep on hearing
the police have caught me.

But they won't fix me just yet.

I have laughed when
they look so clever

and talk about being
on the right track.

That joke about Leather Apron
gave me real fits."

- Good lad, Fred.

- TP O'Connor and his reporters
have crossed the Rubicon as it were.

They are now on a very,
very, very dangerous path.

- Soon after the Dear Boss letter

was delivered at the
Central News Agency,

it was sent to the police.

When TP and Fred forged this letter,
they were inserting themselves

right into the centre
of the investigation.

They were no longer reporters,

they were potentially
fabricating evidence.

- "I am down on whores,
and I shan't quit ripping them

until I do get buckled.

The next job I do I shall...

..clip the lady's ears off

and send to the police officers

just for jolly. Wouldn't you?

My knife is so nice and sharp,
I want to get to work right away.

Good luck.

Yours truly, Jack the Ripper."

- The Dear Boss letter
is a pivotal moment

in the invention of the Ripper.

This after all is the first time
that the name

Jack the Ripper is used.

- If I were in Frederick Abberline's
position,

having just seen and received
the Dear Boss letter,

you have to approach it
with an open mind.

Could it be from the killer?

Even if in your own mind
you are doubtful,

you have to follow that lead.

- If this letter hadn't
been written,

if it hadn't given
the killer a name,

I think it's unlikely
we would still be talking about it

over 130 years later.

- What are you thinking, sir?

- I am uncertain.
It could be a hoax.

Either way, let's keep the letter
of the public domain... for now.

- This was a potential line
of enquiry.

But the real killer was still
out there free to kill again.

And looking for his next victim.

(tense music sting)

- That's it. In you come.

(grunts) Drunk and disorderly,

found laying on the footway
on Aldgate High Street.

Come on. (grunts)

(tense music sting)

- Catherine Eddowes, known as Kate,

was incredibly down on her luck
and she is often on the streets.

And reliant on alcohol.

- What you are really tyring to do

when you drink alcohol
is create psychological distance.

If you can't escape physically,

well then you escape mentally.

This offers that escape to women.

- Let's get you signed in
and you can sleep it off.

Name?

- Nothing.

- Being homeless,
there is the sensation

that you're very much
outside of society.

- I have got a room for you.

- That you are living in a society
that doesn't recognise you

as having any worth or value.

- Now, just prop yourself up there.

- People would ask,
"How would you keep going?"

Well, I would say,
"What's the alternative?"

(tense music sting)

(bell tolling)

(pub chatter)

- Elizabeth Stride is
a Swedish immigrant

and in Sweden,
she had been a sex worker.

But at some point, she'd made the
choice to seek a new life in London.

She meets a man and falls in love.
And they open a coffee house.

This is a real change from
the life that she left in Sweden.

Unfortunately, the business fails.

After her husband's death,
she's really, really struggling

and she's forced back into sex work.

- Prostitution is always
a gamble in my experience.

The idea that a woman
gets to choose is a lie.

No they don't.
They never have, they never will.

That's not how prostitution works.

(pub chatter)

- Looking for some fun?

RACHEL: Women in the sex trade
train themselves not to feel.

They dissociate.

Distancing yourself is
just simply necessary.

- I don't charge by the minute.

- Let's go.

- But you're still aware that you
don't know who you are dealing with

until you are alone with that man.

- (inmate humming)

(dogs barking)

- When are you going
to let me out of this hole?

- When you are capable
of looking after yourself.

- Then you can let me out right now.

- (he sighs)
(keys jangle)

(door unlocking)

- Thank you.

- There is something about
vulnerability that kind of like,

it's like there's a... an alarm
above your head or something.

You know, predators can see you.

They can clock vulnerability.

- (humming)

- They know what
they are looking for

and they see it in you.

(ominous music)

(tense music sting)

(disembodied shrieks)

- Fred!

Fred! Someone is there!

- (Fred sighs)

There's nothing, go to sleep.
(something clangs)

- (breathing shakily)

OK. You stay here, yeah?

(door creaks)

(door creaks)

(tense music)

(tense music swelling)

(tense music sting)

- (Fred gasps)

What do you want, Titch?

- The butcher has been busy tonight.

- Where's the body?

(coins jangle)

- Well, that depends.
- On what?

- Which one.

(ominous music)

Dutfield's Yard.

- Dutfield's Yard.

(suspenseful music)

- On the 30th of September 1888,

two murders occurred

within the space of about an hour
of each other.

Which became known
as the Double Event.

(music swells, peaks, softens)

- (panting)

He's struck again.
- Yeah.

Except this time he just slashed her
from ear to ear and ran off.

- Just after midnight
in Dutfield Yard

Elizabeth Stride was attacked
and murdered.

- Elizabeth Stride's injuries
were essentially

throat cut from left to right

in the manner that we are
starting to become familiar with

through the earlier deaths.

But there were no
abdominal injuries.

It is quite possible that someone
returning home on his pony and cart

interrupted the killer.

- This is someone who gets a great
deal of satisfaction from maiming.

And the more someone
engages in an act like this,

the more they fantasise.

The more they think about
what they would like to be

able to do to the body.

And so, feeling that frustration
from not having the time he wanted

to have with that person earlier,
he then seeks a second victim.

(ominous music)

- Where is the other woman?

Oh.
(coins jangle)

- Mitre Square. It's carnage.
Blood everywhere.

Come on, move on.

Nothing to see here.

(suspenseful music)

(crowd clamouring)

- Jesus Christ!

-Shortly after the murder
of Elizabeth Stride,

Catherine Eddowes was murdered
within a space of a mile.

- With the death of
Catherine Eddowes

the intestines were removed
from the abdomen

and part of the kidney was taken.

But in addition to that,
she also had facial wounds as well,

which were a new feature.

- To do something that is so brutal,
so barbaric, to another human being

just shows the anger that this
person has been harbouring.

And I think, for me,

this goes back to the fact that he
has a deep hatred towards women.

He wants to mutilate
the female internal organs

and the genitalia of the victims.

He's taking everything away
from them that makes them female

including their beauty.

- The night of the Double Event

was a significant moment
for the investigation.

Multiple people claimed to have seen
Liz Stride and Catherine Eddowes.

And importantly,
claim to have seen the killer

underneath the streetlamps.

Witness descriptions
suggest a man in his 30s

with fair complexion
and a moustache.

A significant step forward,

but describes many thousands
of men in London at that time.

(chatter, sobbing)

- Commissioner Warren,
can I get a comment for The Star?

- Hey! No, no, no, no, no.

- Despite the growing body count,
Charles Warren was somebody

who would stay locked away
in his office.

If he were to turn up
at a crime scene,

you knew there was
something else going on.

BOB: Whilst utterly horrific,

the Double Event
of 30th of September

was meat and drink to The Star.

- I have given you enough.

This new story was really
now underpinning

the success of the paper.

This was almost a licence
for them to print money.

(office chatter)

- Ernest!

- Gosh, you look a sight.
- So would you, read that.

- Jesus Christ!

How did he do all that to
her without being seen?

- And twice. Two.

The police reckoned
he was disturbed,

so he found another victim.
And listen to this...

..he cut her fucking ear off,
Ernest.

- What?

- Just like we said
he would in the letter.

- "The next job I do I shall...

..clip the lady's ears off."

- My God! W-What are the chances?

- In the Dear Boss letter,

they created this threat
to cut off ladies' ears.

What is so interesting is that
Catherine Eddowes murder,

we know one of her ears
was tampered with.

And there was certainly a feeling
in the police, at the time,

that this connected
the Dear Boss letter to her murder.

- If somebody is purporting
to be the killer

and communicating with the police,

they will be looking for content,
evidence within that communication

that potentially only
the killer would know.

- And one more thing,
I saw Warren at Mitre Square.

He left in a hurry
just as I got there.

- What was the old bastard up to?

- I don't know. But it looked off.

- Keep digging.
- Yeah.

(phone rings)

- What's going on?

- TP, it's good stuff.

The killer has only gone and
cut one of the women's ears off.

TP: The police will have to think
our letter is genuine now.

ERNEST: And what if they don't?

- Well, we'll just have to
encourage them, won't we?

You can tell Fred
he needs to write another letter.

(chuckling)

- TP, they are publishing
the letters.

- It would have been a really
explosive moment;

the world learns the name
Jack the Ripper.

- What a name!
I mean, it sells itself.

- If this truly is the work
of the Ripper,

perhaps he's just
made his first mistake.

- You know I am not a killer.
You know I am not Jack, right?

- You do realise if they find out it
was you, you are a dead man.

- A message had been
written on the wall in chalk.

Warren had them wash it off.
- This is it.

This is the story
we could take them down with.

- (laughing)

- To hell with the fucking truth,
is that it, TP?

- There is only one of us here
with red ink on their hands, Fred.

(ominous music)

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