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We can discuss the Lewis case.

Let's not discuss work and our personal time.

I cannot cross Inspector Blake. But why? Because I can't. Eliza, what has

changed? Everything!

Clarence knows about us. He gets.

It's only a matter of time before everyone finds out.

This relationship with Inspector Blake is a long time coming.

I just don't want everything I've worked for to be for nothing.

Thank you.

Eliza Scarlett.

Mr. Moses Valentine.

It's just Moses.

Giving it up.

Brings you back from Paris.

I've been in town a few days.

An unexpected job came up.

I did come to see you when I first arrived, but you weren't here.

I was at the seaside visiting a relative.

I know.

I spoke to Ivy.

Or should I say me?

But... You see what happens when you give away.

I had dinner with them. They seem happy enough.

I thought that man does not draw bread.

Barnabas does like to chat.

From your unexpected job?

Things have become difficult.

That's why we're here.

I take it it's no coincidence then that I come home and you turn up a few

minutes later?

I need your help.

I don't think.

The inspector at Scallony Yard.

Blake, is it?

You trust him?

Why do you ask?

I've not had the best experience with the police, but there are things I need

share with him.

Well, let's start with me first.

What's going on? There's no time.

He'll be here any minute.

What do you mean? I'm in trouble, Eliza.

I need him to vote for me.

Do you trust him?

Yes or no?

Alexander. Evening.

I was working late when I got your telegram. Is everything alright?

I didn't send you a telegram.

What? I did.

I moved to Paris a while back to work for a private detective by the name of

Patrick Nash.

You know him?

Only by reputation.

A somewhat checkered one, as I understand it.

I helped him set things up in Paris, but the deal was I'd go out on my own after

a couple of years and set up my own agency.

And that's what I did.

It's a big city. There was room for both of us.

I take it you know what happened to Patrick when he returned to London?

I do.

Last I heard, he was released from prison and had a one -way ticket out of

London Docks.

I don't know where he was headed.

Yes, you do.

You can trust Inspector Blake.

He was meant to sail to Australia, but he changed his mind and knew it.

He stopped off in Madagascar for a while, then Hong Kong, then Singapore,

he was running a casino.

Of course he was.

He'd send me postcards.

He'd never say who they were from, but I knew it was him.

Things went quiet for a while until a week ago.

He wrote to me again, said he had a job for me in London.

And there was someone he wanted me to meet.

Venezuela.

Interesting.

Mr. Nash said to expect a visitor.

That'll be me.

Would you kindly confirm your name?

You know who I am.

I know who I am expecting, but given that we have never met, you could be

anybody named, please.

Moses.

Can you prove it?

Can I what?

Due to the nature of the task we have been asked to perform, I'm duty -bound

check your identity.

He said you'd be like me.

If Clarence starts being irritating...

Tell him you know where he hid the McKenna file.

Where did I hide the McKenna file?

77B Dickinson Square.

I can't believe he told you that.

Very well.

Would you like me to prove my identity?

Yes. Tell me the job.

Fine.

As you may be aware, Mr.

Nash has been traveling the globe in such a business opportunity.

His travels have taken him far and wide. And he now finds himself in Venezuela,

where he is running a diamond mine.

A diamond mine?

At first, it seemed that it would be a waste of time. The only thing they dug

was rock and clay.

But after much back -breaking work...

They found a huge uncut stone, estimated to be nearly 100 carats.

A 100 -carat diamond?

And he's bringing it to London?

Mr Nash decided it would not be in his best interest to come in person. You may

be aware of the unfortunate circumstances involving a Lord Campbell

certain Dylan Cooper.

One wants to put him in jail, the other wants to kill him.

Precisely. So the diamond is being brought over by a third party.

And who might that be?

I'll take it on the way.

Come along.

Only Mr. Nash has a business partner who owns the other half of mine.

This partner is coming on a ship that docks in London this very day.

With the store? With the store.

We are to go to the diamond merchants of Haddon Garden tomorrow and sell it for

the highest bidder. I'm to arrange the financial side of a deal, and you are to

provide security.

And as such, I will need you to present me with a detailed overview of your

plan.

Who put you in charge?

Mr Nash.

Show me what he said.

Yeah, but he didn't actually say it, but he implied it.

All right, fine, well, I assumed it.

If that diamond is 100 carats, there's going to be a lot of interest, and not

just from legitimate buyers.

It's going to be dangerous.

Very dangerous. Which is why we need a detailed plan and one person in charge.

And that should be you.

Well, I'm no stranger to this kind of thing.

You're an accountant.

My role has expanded in the past few years, not just with Mr. Nash, but with

Garlick, too.

I now offer a broad range of services.

Oh, really?

Yes, really.

These days I know the streets as well as the balance sheets.

Hello?

Excuse me, hello?

Hello? What? What?

Where

are we headed?

What's that for?

It's for Mr. Nash's business partner, so he can find us.

You don't know what he looks like?

There was no description in the letter, in case there was an inspector.

Mr. Nash asked me to wear this handkerchief in my pocket so that I

identified. I just wish he'd chosen a more salubrious venue.

It's a good place to meet.

People here mind their own business.

Well, this pub has a notorious reputation.

Not a problem for a man who knows the streets and the balance sheets.

Are you mocking me?

Yes.

Never mind.

How much do you think it's worth, this diamond?

It depends on the colour and the clarity, but my guess is several tens of

thousand.

This business partner of Nash.

bringing it over on his own.

That's three weeks sailing if he's on a steamship, stopping off in different

ports along the way.

That's a lot of trust.

Mr. Nash knows what he's doing.

Fix his partners with care.

He wouldn't go into business with someone unless he was sure of exactly

they were capable of.

Mr. Pettigrew, Mr. Valentine!

Mr. Valentine!

Mr.

Pettigrew, Mr. Valentine!

Excuse me. Thank you.

Sit down.

Sit down.

I'm so glad I found you.

Oh, my heart is pining away.

I wasn't sure whether you'd been here.

Are you Patrick's business partner?

Judge, Florence Dodge. Pleased to meet you.

You didn't have to shout out our names. You could have just looked at this.

Oh, I completely forgot.

My mouth has shot to bits.

Three weeks on board boat with a 100 -carat diamond.

Keep your voice down. I'm sorry. Sorry, yes.

Patrick's always telling me that. I just keep forgetting. I don't remember.

Like a sim.

Just in case it's some horrible coincidence, we are talking about

not some other man called Patrick.

Oh, yes.

Of course, Patrick Nash.

We've been in business together since Arthur died.

Arthur? My late husband.

He owes this diamond mine.

Passed away last June.

That's why I'm dressed like this. I'm still in mourning.

But Patrick, Patrick's been so kind. He's offered to help me run the mine and

take care of everything.

Yes, I can imagine.

Is it in the bag?

Don't be so daft as if I come into a pub like this with an uncut diamond in my

bag.

Where is it?

It's my hand luggage.

And where is your hand luggage?

It is.

They're with me.

Thank you for waiting.

Here you go.

See?

No harm done.

You need to be more discreet, Mrs. Bartz.

Florence, please.

No!

What's the plan?

I'm sorry. Sorry.

What's the plan?

We have to stay with Mr. Petticoat tonight.

Then in the morning, we'll look for a buyer.

Hmm.

Staying at your place.

I hope you're going to be on your best behavior.

I assure you, madam, you will be quite safe.

Clarence. Can I call you Clarence? If you must.

You can stay in the spare room at the back.

Look at all these beautiful things.

What's this?

Oh, that is an arismometer.

It's a mechanical calculating device. That's an original, made by Thomas de

Colmar. Very nice.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry.

Oh, you remind me of my late husband. He liked everything arranged just so.

Till his eyesight started to go poor old spell.

Still, he had a good inning.

86 when he popped his clogs.

Wait.

In the back, you say?

Yes, yes.

She's a liability.

She's not the most discreet courier I've ever met.

I suspect she and Mr. Nash may have more than just a business arrangement.

Oh, you think so?

Mm -hmm.

I'll take the diamond somewhere else tonight.

Just to be on the safe side.

Well, the jewellers open at 9 o 'clock at Hatton Gardens. You'd best be here by

8.

I'll be here by 7.

What are you doing?

I said, what I...

There's a hole in my office wall.

They came through the empty building on the other side. I ran round, but by the

time I got there, they'd gone.

I spent all night looking for them, but no luck.

Is that why you've called me here?

To report the theft of the diamond?

There's a lot more to it than that.

Clarence? They

ran

back to the place.

I tried to tell them the diamond wasn't here. I think they believed me

eventually.

What time was this?

Just after midnight.

So they come here first, then phone me.

You tell them where I was?

Absolutely not.

I did their thing. I was too terrified to utter a word.

They must have been following us.

Did you see anyone follow you when you got off the boat?

I am not an idiot. I talk to no one.

Apart from Cornelius, but he wouldn't hurt a fly.

Cornelius? Another passenger. We got talking one day on the promenade deck.

Three weeks is a long time. I was bored out my mind.

What did you talk about?

Him, mostly. He was a lovely man. From Amsterdam.

Oh.

The men who tied the fap had accents I could have sworn they were Dutch.

When did you last speak to this Cornelius?

We said goodbye when the boat docked in London.

His brother was waiting for him.

What a funny fellow, tall with an eye patch.

That's the man I saw.

The man who no doubt now has our diamond.

It

is

not my fault.

Yes, it is.

And get him dressed.

A one -eyed Dutchman shouldn't be too hard to find.

The diamond is uncut, so the thieves will most likely seek an expert to help

them value it.

Someone who bridges the gap between the legitimate and the less legitimate sides

of the jewellery business.

And I know just the man.

As do I.

Um, with respect, you have been out of London for some time. I still know of

people in a diamond shade.

Who?

Fletcher?

Anton Lyko.

In prison.

Harry Stein.

In America.

George Keane. In prison. In America.

Have you seen my veil?

That dress draws too much attention.

You have to wear something else.

I'm supposed to be in mourning.

Surely you have something a little less conspicuous to wear.

And you're sure that's the most inconspicuous dress you have?

How many times?

Yes. Where are we going?

See my friend, Mr. Zakov. He'll be able to help us.

I still don't understand why we just don't go to the police.

Well, surely you went through this with Mr. Nash. If we declare the import of a

valuable item, such as a diamond, that valuable item will be liable to custom

and excise duty.

We tell the police, we get less money.

Why didn't he just say that?

I don't think Mr. Valentine likes you.

It's just Moses.

No,

I've heard nothing.

If you'd just let me explain a little more, Mr. Lackal. I'm busy.

I've got to work. It's an uncut diamond from Venezuela.

Is she with you?

No, no, no, no. That won't do at all. It makes your neck look fat.

I'm afraid so, yes.

We believe it to be in the region of 100 carats.

She's upsetting my customers. Why don't you try something that doesn't make your

skin look so blotchy?

Madam, if you're not buying anything, then please leave.

Why is he staring at me? He does that sometimes.

If I could leave you my calling card, then perhaps you could contact me if you

hear anything.

I want all three of you out of my shop. Now.

He knew something.

If he knew something, he would have told me. He's lying.

I can't see it in his eyes.

So what do we do now?

Leave this with me.

I'll see you at the office.

You all agree?

It's perfect, the lady jacket.

It brings out the color in your eyes.

Might I also suggest... No, no,

no, no, no, no!

They can't be in here.

It's cold outside.

They've come in here to eat.

There might be some time. There's a lot to get through.

Lady Jenkins, Lady Jenkins, please, go after them.

Tell them to leave.

Now!

I could ask them, I suppose.

If you tell me about that diamond... I told you I haven't heard of it.

Then I'll bring them back here every day for breakfast.

Lunch and dinner.

They got plenty of friends, too.

All right, fine.

I did hear something.

Half the jewelers in London know about that stone.

They're all on the lookout for it.

Our friend Mr. Zacco didn't know where it was or who has it.

But he told me one thing.

It's troubling.

What?

He's known about it for weeks.

Weeks?

He didn't go to the dock yesterday.

He said he first heard about the diamond coming to London on March 27th.

His mother's birthday, that's how I remember it.

That's the day I got on board the ship.

There are telegraph wires all across the Caribbean and the Atlantic.

The message could have been sent to London in seconds.

Who else knew we were coming to London apart from Nash?

For the last time, no one.

Look, I don't know what's going on either.

I wish I never got involved in any of this.

Oh.

Do you trust her?

No.

We spent the rest of the day going round every jewel and diamond trader in

London.

They'd all heard of it.

But none of them had seen it.

Moses, your hand.

It's nothing.

He's cleaning in a fresh bandage. It's nothing.

If you bleed on that rug, you'll have ivy to deal with. Or worse, Barnabas

Very well.

If he moans about me, arrest him.

Is this why you ordered me to leave?

And tell me she doesn't need this kind of trouble?

Why would I do that?

Just a guess.

Based on past experience.

From what I hear, you've helped her out a number of times over the years.

She talks with you often.

The good things, I hope.

We'll see.

How is she?

I believe business is going well. She has many cases, not just from Scotland

Yard. I meant, is she happy?

I'm not the best person to ask. Yes, you are.

I have eyes.

But I'm a man who keeps his observations to himself.

Thank you.

Yes. She's happy.

At least I hope she is.

Here we are.

Not only bandages, but a tincture of iodine.

One of the benefits of living with Barnabas Potts. The medicine cupboard is

always well stocked.

Carry on.

We spent all day asking around about the diamond, but we didn't learn anything

new.

So we went back to Clarence's lodgings.

That's when things went from bad to really bad.

I'm going to lie down. I'll make you some food.

You can cook?

I used to work in the kitchen in prison.

Besides, I do hard labor.

Oh, my God. What is it?

Surely Mr. Nash told you I spent time in prison.

Cornelius.

The monument on the ship.

We've got nothing in hand.

Dead body.

He's in my lodging room. This is bad.

This is very bad.

Well, why would they kill him and leave the diamond?

They're trying to bring him us.

Is there a back entrance to the building?

Yes, why?

We need to go.

No!

This

place

will do for tonight.

I know the landlord.

He'll keep his mouth shut.

It's alright if I own this place. They were rats on the stairs.

I don't know what's worse, the fact that I'm now a fugitive.

And I'm about to sleep the night in a room infested with my worst nightmare.

What is going on?

And do not insult us by saying you don't.

I'm no widow.

Patrick Nash and I met at the horse races in Singapore.

We hit it off immediately.

Nobody's very good at parting rich people from their money.

You're a confidence trickster. I'm a businesswoman.

Patrick and I teamed up together and we travelled the world.

I ended up in Venezuela, where he won the diamond mine in a game of cards.

Well, the owner, he couldn't wait to get it off his hands. He hadn't found

anything in years. I thought it was a waste of time, but Patrick stuck at it.

And six months later, we dug up a 100 -carat diamond.

The luck of the Irish.

Well, the plan was to get on the next boat to London and sell it, but word

started to spread.

Whole area full of diamond hunters, including a gang from Amsterdam.

The man who robbed us.

We knew someone would tell them, so we hatched a plan.

Two diamonds.

One real.

And one fake.

This is fake.

A skilled dealer could tell the difference, but only under close

the naked eye, it looked completely real.

So, after they robbed us, the gang must have spotted it was a fake and killed

this Cornelia for the punishment.

On the boat over, I let Cornelia see this fake one in my bag, like Stanley on

purpose type thing.

I needed to look stupid enough to do something like that, so hence the merry

widow act.

When the boat docked in London, he pointed me out to his mate with the eye

patch, and I knew they would rob me at some point.

So, where is the real diamond?

I gave it to Edmund.

Who's Edmund?

He was posing as the cab driver.

He met me off the boat.

I kept the fake diamond in my hand luggage and flipped the real one into

Edmund's hand.

The plan was for Edmund to lay low for a few days until the coast was clear. We

thought by the time the Dutch gang had got back to Amsterdam and realised it

a fake, well, we'd be long gone.

Why didn't you tell us what your plan was from the beginning?

Patrick thought the fewer who knew, the better.

So if this Edmond has the real diamond, where is he now?

He was meant to send me a telegram of where and when to meet, but I haven't

heard from him.

And you've no idea how to contact him?

Not a clue.

This Edmond wasn't really a cab driver.

Florence knew he rented a horse and carriage, so we went round every cab

near the docks.

After a couple of hours, we found a cabbie who shared some information with

After some financial persuasion from Clarence.

Some hefty financial persuasion.

I bet Clarence wasn't happy about that. No, he was not.

So what did this cab driver tell you?

That he loaned his right to a man matching the description of Edmund.

He said... When Edmund returned the carriage, he asked the cab driver to

him at a pub called the Fisherman's Friend.

A pub with lodging rooms above it.

Well?

The landlord said he left early this morning. Something must have happened.

Edmund would only divert from the plan if he was being followed.

I double -crossed you.

I have an idea. Edmund would never double -cross me.

To this kind of money.

Anyone would.

You don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Valentine. I know I know.

He's my father.

Didn't know that, did you?

Does anyone want to hear my idea or not?

What? You said he meant to send you a telegram.

You two head back.

I'll investigate.

If I'd been straight with you from the beginning, we could have come up with a

contingency plan.

Yes, we could.

Patrick said I could trust you.

But I hadn't met you, so I couldn't be sure you would have done exactly the

same.

Patrick Nash doesn't trust anyone.

Not even his sons.

We trust you and Clarence.

And her.

Her?

Eliza Scarlett.

What's she like?

He goes on about her so much, about how clever she is.

Is she very beautiful?

She's just Eliza.

Nationalize our good friends.

None more.

Edmund sent a telegram to the office.

It was signed for by a tall gentleman with an eyepatch.

What did the message say?

Grenville Street Market.

Five o 'clock.

So we know where to meet him.

Problem is, so do they.

Redbill Street Market is a stone's throw away from Hatton Garden.

It's a busy area, a good place to meet and hand over the diamond.

My father's a clever man.

He's a dead man if you don't get to him first.

Our Dutch friends will be waiting for him, too.

We're five hours before the meet.

Any suggestions on how we get the diamond, save Edmund's life, whilst the

been killed ourselves?

First things first.

We need to blend in.

And be less... Conspicuous.

Clarence, how much money have you got left?

Run.

You have it?

This all happened today.

The Dutch gang were arrested and taken to Bow Street.

Where's Clarence?

At a boarding house with Florence and her father.

He can't go home.

There is a small matter of a dead body that was found in his lodgings.

Which is why you sent for me.

I need you to vouch for him.

And for me.

And what of the diamond?

You sold it.

Made from the finest lace.

Oh, and perhaps one of those little French poodles.

So sweet.

And definitely a new hat and gloves.

Silk, of course.

And a carriage.

My own driver, obviously.

Oh, and a telephone for Patrick.

He knows all about them.

And you?

What will you spend your cut on?

This and that.

What does that mean?

It means... is what it means.

Patrick was right. You're a man of few words.

Words get you into trouble.

Well?

How much?

I warn you, we will go elsewhere if you insult us with anything less than its

market value.

It's a fake.

It's a good job for Nash that he's three toes in my loy when I get a hold of

him.

And Clarence isn't happy either.

He spent a fortune on bribes, mourning dresses, and hiring actresses to wear

them.

Why would Nash give you another fake diamond?

Maybe there never was a diamond.

Maybe someone swapped the real one for a fake on the boat. Either way, it's been

a waste of time.

Hush.

I wish I'd known all about this.

Especially what happened with Clarence. But of course, I've been away at the

seaside.

Southampton is very pretty this time of year.

Full of visitors, so I was lucky really to find a small but clean hotel with a

sea view.

I took in the air, walked the length of the pier, then went to the port to watch

the arrival of a steamship.

It had just crossed the Atlantic from Caracas in Venezuela.

There are two ships that arrive from that part of the world each week.

One goes to London, the other to Southampton, which is where I met

Nash.

And that's when he gave me this.

A hundred carat diamond with legal documentation and full

provenance.

I'll be going to Haddon Garden tomorrow to sell it on behalf of Patrick and his

business partner. They will take the lion's share, but Clarence, myself, and

course you, Moses, will receive a large fee.

Patrick asked me to apologize on his behalf for the deception. He said he'd

understand.

Only when I feed him money.

I'd be most grateful if you would accompany me to Hatton Garden tomorrow.

I'll have to check my diary.

You are astonishing.

Thank you.

I think.

To Patrick Nash.

Patrick Nash.

Well,

that'll have to be fixed.

Or we could buy the premises next door and knock through.

Please, Eliza, let's not make any rash decisions.

I've had enough excitement to last me a lifetime.

I got a boat to catch.

I'll see you out.

Moses, it's been a pleasure to work with you.

Likewise, Karen.

Any message to Patrick when I see him?

Oh, I have plenty to say to Patrick Nash.

But for now, just in my regards.

I wish you could stay a while longer.

We've hardly had time to talk.

Not that you ever tell me anything.

I'm going back to Paris to be with my wife.

She's expecting a baby, and indeed, that's why I gave enough drinking.

You have a wife and a baby on the way. Why have you not told me this before?

You never ask.

If you need me.

This is where to find me.

Careful with it.

The people would pay good money for that information.

Miss Garlick.

Mr. Ballantyne.

Eliza.

Mr. Flake.

Just in time for a glass of champagne.

I can't stop for long.

The Dutch police are on their way.

Apparently, the thieves are wanted in connection with the whole raft of other

crimes in Amsterdam, as well as the murder of their colleague here.

Even more reason for a glass of champagne.

What?

I assume the elderly aunt you were supposedly visiting doesn't exist.

You assume correctly.

Don't you trust me?

Of course I do.

Then why lie?

Client confidentiality, you of all people should understand that.

That champagne is getting flat.

foresight brace yourself you're about to discover something rather exciting

what more does one need how splendid

and

it will be all that you've dreamed of and more

Who's that from?

Someone rather surprising.

I want to hire you.

I think this case is highly confidential. No one must know.

If we're to be together, you can't keep hiding things from me. Put your weapons

down! You'll step in on my toes!

We need to work together on this, Charlie.

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