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I conspired in the plot
to burn New York City.

Please, if you testify...!

I refuse to continue
to be a part of this.

Now's not the time
to be stupid.

I will not involve my
husband in my mistakes,

and you will not become
free of this jail.

We've found the plantation
to which your mother was sold.

I personally will go
to the plantation

and shepherd Sara's
mother to your door.

You saved my life
when New York burnt.

Now I saved yours.
We're square.

Detective Maguire.

Shake the man's hand, Detective.

Go away, you devil! Go!

That little brat was
looking up your skirt.

Paper here!

New York City celebrates
inauguration day!

Paper!
Get your paper here!

Detectives, sorry
to keep you waiting.

Come on in.

We have a man dead in
the Centre Street tenement,

an uptown man,
wealthy, visible,

and wouldn't you know?
Good.

Alderman Stephen Bartlett.

He was earnest.

He attended to the needs
of immigrants and the poor.

He deserves no scandal.

Investigate prudently, discreetly.

All specialties
of Francis Maguire.

Careful, now.

Collaboration is the best way
to erase the mark

Keating left on
the Sixth Precinct.

You and Francis Maguire
are like minded opposites--

the best detective pairing.

The city will be headed
to Union Square

for inauguration festivities.

A good distraction from
any scandalous findings.

Sara! Oh!

Oh!

Oh, my darlin'!

My darlin'.

Oh! Let me get a look at you!

Oh, beautiful.

Sara Freeman!

Look at you.

You a married lady.

Mama, I've been afraid
to let myself

consider this moment,
and, now,

praise God!

You've changed our lives.

How did you convince
them to free her?

There was no freeing of
Hattie Lemaster.

It was a purchase.

Quite a bundle of bills.

My family is forever
in your debt.

Matthew, forever is a terribly
limitless void.

Matthew! Matthew!

Sweet Matthew.

Thank you for looking
after my baby girl.

Look, I have another son.

Yet another blessing.

How about the rest of 'em?

Where y'all hiding
your brothers?

No, I have had
a change of... heart.

I will not testify
against Kennedy.

Have you gone as mad
as our defendant?

After all your effort
to stop that traitor from

burning New York, you,
on the very day of the trial,

choose to cripple
the government's case?

Once, I myself
was termed a cripple.

Then I recognized
another way to walk.

Robert Cobb Kennedy
will go free.

Colonel.

Confederate fire will
consume this city.

I hope you will blame yourself.

What exactly happened
to my boys?

The circumstance surrounding
Louis' and Thomas' deaths

were terrible.

When I was, uh--

the draft riots and...

things became--

Chaotic.

Louis and Thomas were called
to work extra hours

on the ferry, as the Irish
laborers abandoned their jobs,

abandoned normal life
in its entirety,

and tore the city apart.

On...

...July 13th,

during a crossing
to Greenpoint,

two ferries collided.

When the engines
caught fire,

Louis and Thomas loaded
passengers into lifeboats

to safety.

A surviving crewman
told me they acted

with no regard
for their own lives.

He called them heroes.

- This it?
- Aye.

Not where Alderman Bartlett
expected to meet his end,

I'll wager.

Hey, copper.

Oh, Christ, of all the--

Jesus.

Francis, you need me to
stand down the kitty-cat?

Ah, shut your--

I can't stand 'em!
They're witches!

Don't pretend your ma
didn't warn you

a hundred times.

Hey! Out!

His pocket watch survived.

Whoever lived here
is long gone,

but someone took
the time to pack up.

A woman.

Strangled, but not
with a normal rope.

See how thin it is?
Cut right into him.

His coat's still here.

Alderman Bartlett,
what were you

really up to, down
here in Five Points?

Corky, the only reason you
end up in that position is sex.

- No, no, miss.
- And to think,

Teresa considered that
the best arse she could get.

- Teresa who?
- Teresa Trembley, of course.

And Teresa was from
outside the city?

Came here all
by her pretty self,

from Hamilton, Ontario.

Who are you, again?

Mab O'Dwyer.

Longest tenant
in the Centre Street.

Congratulations.
What did you see last night?

The usual dance.

Then, something different--

another fella come by,
and, later,

there was commotion.

So the bloke,
what'd he look like?

Ugh, they hollered
a good lot

before I nearly knocked
through the wall.

So, you didn't actually
see anything, then?

The charges brought
against the defendant,

Robert Cobb Kennedy,
are as follows.

One-- as a captain
in the military service

of the insurgent states,
was found acting as a spy

in the city of New York.

Two-- in violation
of the law of war,

undertook irregular
and unlawful warfare

in the city of New York
by setting fire thereto.

How does the accused plead?

Not guilty to all charges.

Are you prepared to proceed
with this trial

under the judgment of
these officers?

I am.

And I will defend myself.

Get your paper!

Good morning.

Good mornin'.

Oh, my God,
you're pregnant!

You didn't know?

Should I have?

Hmm, the way gossip
moves in this town?

Lovely news, actually,
that a woman can still

have a private life.

No, Eva, tell me.

Should I have known?

Personally, I've never
operated on shoulds.

This concludes
the opening session

of this tribunal hearing.

We will reconvene
in one half-hour's time.

Hey.

Your neighbor,
Alderman Bartlett,

what do you know
of his wife?

Corky, you always pick
the best ones,

but, as you can see,
we're in the middle

of a military tribunal.

Then give me what you
have quickly.

The Alderman's
first wife died

several years ago-- cholera.

Last winter,
he married Constance,

a society doyenne.

Sounds like good luck
after bad.

Last month, Constance
went out to Paris,

not scheduled to return
until spring.

That'd be nice.

It gets better.

The Alderman has a grown son
by his first wife, a Benjamin.

Since the wedding, there's
been uptown whisper

that Benny's been
putting the wood

to his stepmother,
who's younger than he is.

I take it that Benjamin's
not in Paris?

When Constance flitted off,
Benny moved out to his

family estate
on the Bronx River.

Ben fancies himself
a pianist.

Art demands space
and beauty, Corky.

Thank you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Finally,
the carriage.

Goodness, they're hiring anyone
today, aren't they?

- Ya uppity little--
- Hey!

Um, we're the police.
We're from the Sixth Ward.

The Sixth? Unfortunate.

I prefer to travel
in a bit more style.

- Listen, we need to--
- Excuse me!

You're smudging my Chesterfield
with downtown filth!

We need to talk
about your father.

Bad timing.

I'm playing at an
inauguration party--

For the love
of Christ, get out!

Please!

Help!
This is kidnapping!

This man is a lunatic!

Downtown filth?

Sometimes it shines like copper.

Get in!

There's a good lad.

Lovely day.

Ha!

Robert.

Husband.

So you are returned
from the South.

I wish I had been invited
to the honeymoon.

The Freemans--

I've realized
in the last two weeks

that I may not like
being in love.

My actions were a mistake,

borne of lies, manipulation.

I am the woman you know,

only now, brimming
with remorse and fear.

If you could just--

I have refused to testify
against Kennedy.

Oh, thank God.

You like Five Points?

Seems like a good place to do
dirty work, huh?

I have no idea
to what you refer.

I am, however,
unprofessionally,

uncharacteristically,
late for--

Benjamin, we know

your father's
recent marriage

must have caused
a bit of stress.

I see two explanations.

You were jealous pappy
got himself a ladybird,

wanted her for yourself,
or, you had her first

and she claimed
she couldn't choose.

This is Constance, right?

Tell us about your stepmother.

Oh, hold the horse.

Christ, I'd be ridin' her, too.

You would,
wouldn't you, Francis?

While the Alderman was seeing
to the greater needs

of the city, were you lying
in his bed, screwing his wife?

No!

What in the name of
the law and our Lord,

do you think you're doing?

This arrest is complete--

Arrest?

No, we merely invited
the lad to the precinct.

Artsy types love the decor.

Benjamin, here, was--
- You clowns.

It's bad enough his father
died a tragic death.

Now, you're trying
to blame him--

- Father is dead?
- And now you're trying to

blame him with the murder?
- What happened to my father?

Where is he?
What do mean dead?!

on. Come on!

- What are you talking about?
- Animals!

You couldn't be bothered
to dance a step or two

with him until we'd finished?

I tried, obviously, but
these rich assholes--

Captain.

Donovan tells me
you specifically

promised him discretion.

Leave piano boy be for now.

I'll get someone else who knows
how to control himself

to follow him, make sure
he doesn't run off to Paris!

In the meantime, you two,
solve the damn case!

What I wouldn't give
to tear apart

that pretentious shit's house.

We should work
through this first.

Go by Centre Street,
see if Teresa showed up.

Captain, could I have a word?

Following up on
the Keating witnesses,

have you had any sign of
Annie Reilly at all?

She's the devil's
brat, Corcoran.

And, in Five Points,
that means she's half-ghost.

We'll arrest her one day.
That's just the way it is.

Until then,

don't pretend she's important.

Now, go on, get out of here.

And so I am simply a citizen

of the Confederate States
of America.

You have no evidence tying me
to the so-called

burnin' of New York.

Now, I challenge anyone involved
with these proceedings

to stand and state otherwise!

You have no case, no evidence.

I'm nothing
but an innocent man.

Thank you.

You may resume your station
at the defense table.

Hey!

Piano wire.

Where'd you kids
come across this?

You heard him!

Where did you get your toy?

It wasn't nobody's!

I found it in the empty
apartment up top there.

It's all right.

Up there?

Teresa's apartment,
and Benny plays the piano.

There's no sign that
Benny boy has been here.

You find anything?

Just this letter.

It's dated two months ago,

from Teresa's mother.

"Dearest daughter, your father
and I worry so about you.

He's convinced the city of
New York is devoid of God,

full of repulsive immigrants,
papists, and other cretins.

Things are hard here,
but I have managed

to put aside these
$5 to help you.

It pains us not to have word.
Please write."

The Protestant
orange bastards.

Don't mind if I do.

No. Not on my case.

Our case.

Aah!

Bigger noise
and narrower streets

are the least jarring parts
of Five Points.

Smaller sky stunned us most.

Some nights, you won't be able
to locate the North star.

But you don't
need it anymore.

Move in any direction,
you're still free.

Mama, our home.

Which room?

All of them--
roof to foundation.

You're teasin'.

We earn money, and we pay
for the place we choose,

same as the white man
that drove us.

- Sybil!
- Get out!

Honey, there are laws.
There are laws!

- And I took an oath!
- Laws?! Laws?!

Well, here's my law--

find someplace else to sleep,

and don't be lookin'
for your breakfast here.

Straight up and a room.

Not a chance.

Ugh.

You'll spot me, won't ya?!

Ugh!

This look like
a bank to you, huh?

Eva.

Sounds like Sybil is driving

the O'Brien wagon again, huh?

Oh, Christ. Here it is.

I was kicked out when I was
already outside.

I got what you see,
and that's the sum.

Well, you help keep order
tonight, and you'll get a room.

If Copperheads show up
to cause trouble,

you'll convince them otherwise
or escort them out.

You'll sleep in a free bed
when everyone else is

in theirs, paying.

You and my wife must have
been separated at birth!

You've left me with no case.

I am about to make
a closing statement,

and I have no
closing statement.

Recite every detail.

Cataloguing all possible
implications

will reveal Kennedy's guilt!

You misunderstand
the mechanics of law.

Please trust me,
I want nothing more

than to proclaim Kennedy guilty.

Before my statement
disintegrates into

an embarrassment, I am begging
you to satisfy that desire.

At any moment
before I conclude,

we may add a witness.

Signal to the clerk.

Your testimony may be brief,
but it must happen.

As you can see, the defendant,
one Robert Cobb Kennedy,

is a Southern sympathizer,
as evidenced by his alliances

and his history
as a combatant.

Rail and hotel records show
that, not only was Kennedy

in New York City
on the day of the arson

at Barnum's Museum
and the six hotels,

he was also registered at
Lovejoy's, one of the burned.

While there are no, uh,
witnesses available--

While--

While we have, uh--

While, uh--

Despite registering
at Lovejoy's, the defendant

disappeared after the fire.

There is no explanation
for this abrupt departure.

Of course, other individuals
were involved.

However, it is clear
that the, uh--

It is clear
that the, uh--

I would like to announce
a new witness.

I call Mr. Morehouse
to the stand.

Mr. Norbert Morehouse.

Benny needs to explain why his
dad was killed with piano wire.

Knock again.

We can't even get the butler.

Here, I got this.

Wait!

Something's not right.

Our Benny boy's in there.
I know he is.

Let's not spook him till we get
him cuffed, and then--

Oh! Tried to drink your guilt
away, there, Benny boy?

Ah, tare an'ouns.

What's this,
a suicide note?

"When you shall these
unlucky deeds relate,

speak of me as I am,
nothing extenuate,

nor set down aught in malice.

Then must you speak of one
that loved not wisely,

but too well."

What the hell
does that mean?

After threatening me during our
meeting at Lovejoy's hotel,

I had no choice but
to deliver the money,

which he, in turn, delivered
to the doorstep of the traitors,

Greek Fire.

That is the extent of my
involvement and of my witness.

I can, however, confirm
with absolute certainty

that the arson of New York City
was organized

and primarily executed
by that man,

Robert Cobb Kennedy.

Objection.

Quiet!

Any further questions?

Not at the present time.

Then we will allow
for a brief recess.

Welcome back to New York.

All right, get up.

And thank you.

To a man of contracts,
a deal is a deal.

Let's go.

Elizabeth.

And you're a fool,
if you thought

I would forgo saving Elizabeth
to stay in Atlanta.

That city is hell
with mint juleps.

Remember those words
because you won't be

getting anything
beyond our agreement.

Still, it is immensely
satisfying to hear you admit

your mistake in
supporting Kennedy.

The only mistake I made
was getting caught.

- Gentlemen.
- Excuse me?

Might I suggest that we embrace
this opportunity for

a fresh start,
a new beginning for us all?

Absolutely.

I'd like to see
the two of you behave

like father and son,
just this once.

In memory of your mother.

Needs sugar.

Sugar, in your corn dodger?

You have become a Yankee.

If your collards are
as salty as I remember,

we will be clinging to this
sweet Yankee cornbread

for dear life.

Mama, here, in the North, I have
become the woman I want to be.

That's as clear as well water.

I'm proud to be your mother.

Mama, you were almost
a grandmother.

Two months ago,
I lost a child.

I know my loss is common,
but with you here,

I want so badly for my womb
to be able to carry.

I lost four babies
before their births,

two before Louis
came out alive.

Many of us begin motherhood
with miscarriage.

Pregnancy is a feat,
darlin'.

Children are
a blessing, but also,

a part of you
that's gone forever.

The things I never
dreamed would happen

between my first baby
and today.

There's all sorts of unexpected
ahead of you.

I'm going to see
if this oven's hot.

"I took by the throat
the circumcised dog

and smote him thus."

Signed, Benjamin Bartlett.

Sounds more
like Shakespeare.

Othello's suicide
speech, in fact.

A fella named Hello
gives a goodbye speech?

You may finally be getting
a sense of humor.

A good detective or a captain
educates himself in all culture,

so he may be fluent
in any crime.

Edwin Booth is scheduled
to play the title role

in "Oth-Hello" at the
Winter Garden next month.

I'll get you a ticket.

So Benjamin kills himself

and admits to murdering
his father.

We know that because this
Othello killed his?

No, the Moor killed his wife.

He believed her unfaithful.

Although she had just misplaced
a handkerchief.

Benjamin seemed
genuinely surprised

to learn of his father's death.

Don't be naive!

Every guilty man's most
rehearsed expression

is disbelief.

And you do cling to cases like
a swooning debutante

to her folding fan,
and nearly as emotional.

I heard about the scene
at the Bartlett mansion.

On the spectrum of humanity,
let's move toward urban man

and away from pillaging
Viking, shall we?

But what is life, if we do not
have improvements

to which to aspire to?

To approaching grace.

Slainte.

Spring certainly has
inspired Five Points.

I carry another child?

Yes.

Kevin has left our home.

I heard such, but that
doesn't mean--

Has he taken up
at the whorehouse?

Ellen, it is not my position
to sort this out.

I think you know
what you need to do.

Go find him.
Find a way to talk to him.

I would very much like to
commend the detectives of

the Sixth Precinct for their
commitment to order,

especially on this,
a national day of celebration.

From tragic suicide and murder,
we move forward to a better

and more ordered community.

Of course, our thoughts
and prayers

are with the Bartlett
family and friends.

Anything else, gentlemen?

Do you have any motive
why Benjamin Bartlett...?

Feels good to close
a case with you again.

We solved the case
from some poetry?

Makes the bosses happy.

What about the stuff
you can touch, the evidence?

You know what touches me?
A stiff drink.

Eva's got me roughing
copperheads for

her room tonight.

Come round, save me from some
inauguration idiots, will ya?

There's a wife and a mistress
unaccounted for,

a mansion with no staff of
any kind,

and a murderer who
supposedly destroys

his most prized possession
to build his murder weapon.

This case isn't done.

I asked Sullivan about Annie.
He didn't lie.

Kevin, some things
this city just swallows.

Come to Eva's.

Toastin' a beginning
might do you some good.

Francis?

Ellen, why are you here?

"The said Kennedy shall be hung
by the neck until he be dead,

at such time and place as the
commanding general may direct."

Per our agreement, I did not
testify against you.

As you claim to be a man of
honor, I entrust that you will

keep your end of the bargain.

Knowledge of Elizabeth's
involvement will end

with your death.

Oh, Robert,

your cleverness
has always lacked

a certain vision, hasn't it?

Such leaps in logic.

How could I possibly
accuse your wife

when I, myself, am innocent?

Do you think your choices
will not haunt you?!

This silence

makes me mad.

This silence...

...that isn't silence.

It fills me.

Christ, I've missed you.

I can't, Francis!

I can't. We can't.

We shouldn't make
the same mistakes.

Mistakes?

You're here because you want
to say to my face

I'm a mistake?

You thought of me
because I'm a glaring,

overwhelming mistake?

I need life back,
Francis, real life.

Don't treat me like a fool who
invented a world.

What we had--

I'm talking about a return

to real living,
not sitting at home,

feeling something has
crawled into my heart.

- Ellen--
- I can't take a full breath!

You wonder why you
feel half-alive?

You spend your days pining after
a man who will never forgive ya,

a man who despises you
to his very core!

You want to play the role
of doting wife?

Go right ahead!

But don't you dare insult me

by acting like
what we had wasn't good,

won't be forever a part of ya.

Don't disrespect
our child like that.

Our child would be
six months old now.

Do you count his birthdays?

Not just the months,
but the mornings?

Do you wake up thinkin' of his
wee hands so fiercely

that you look down,
expecting to be holding

a soft thing, all love and need?

Eyes of your green,

hair of me Brown.

If you had chosen me,
I never would have left you.

Remember that...

in the middle of the night

as you lie in bed alone.

"Dearest daughter, your father
and I worry so about you.

He's convinced the city of
New York is devoid of God...

Things are hard here,
but I've managed

to put aside
these $5 to help you.

It pains us not to have word.
Please write.

Your loving mother."

♪ Behold, the chief
who now commands ♪

♪ Once more to serve
his country stands ♪

Donovan!

Corky, I need to talk to you.

- Not now.
- Just for a moment.

I can't.

Hey, Donovan,
about the Bartlett case--

When I was on the force,
I used to love

cases like the Bartletts.

Wrap 'em up,
get down to the pub

for a wee one on the way home.

But something tells me
you are not as pleased.

The solution was too easy.

Sometimes crimes
are just that easy,

turning on base human
nature and nothing more.

Sometimes you have to
learn to accept

the animal inside of us, hm?

Respect the opportunity to move
on towards the more evolved.

♪ Rallying around our liberty

I'm certain the
Alderman's farm girl

knows exactly what
happened in that room,

and, if Teresa Trembley
doesn't know

why it happened, I can find out.

Okay, now, I understand.
I understand.

You see the full story.

Clean might be comforting,
but you really think,

in solving these cases,
it explains why happenstance

seizes hold of our lives.

You, Kevin Corcoran,
think the full story

helps us solve ourselves,
and, while I rarely share

your precise incentive,
I am always fascinated

by your dedication.

Thank you, sir.

♪ With equal skill,
with God-like power ♪

♪ He governs in the fearful

We rarely imbibe, but this
is the rarest of days.

To you, here, safe.

To this fine home.

And to Lincoln, for what he has
done and what he will do.

When the president
first took office,

I realized real pride,
national belonging,

could rise in my chest.

I felt connected to this
country, as to a grand being.

Unfortunately, that grand being
was more comfortable

with you as a slave,
and you still aren't allowed

to elect your fair hero.

Well, Lincoln is
a champion of education,

land for the poor,
and, I believe, in the end,

true emancipation.

We will have
the right to vote.

Well, I don't trust a white
man's good intentions

until they're gone so far,
he can't undo 'em.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Are we certain that
they celebratin'?

With the Irish, sometimes
celebration and riot

are notes of the same song.

"With high hope for the future,
no prediction in regard

to it is ventured.

On the occasion corresponding to
this four years ago,

all thoughts were anxiously
directed to an impending

civil war.

Insurgent agents were in the
city seeking to destroy it

without war, seeking to
dissolve the union.

Neither party expected for
the war, the magnitude,

or the duration which it has
already attained.

Each looked for an easier
triumph, and a result

less fundamental
and less astounding."

And so he says,
"With charity for all,

with firmness in the right--"

I need to use your
telegraph machine

to Ontario, police business.

Happy inauguration to
you, too, Corky.

The system's been overwhelmed,
but now the address

has come through, everyone seems
to be feting our leader.

Have a go.

This will be sent to the family
of Teresa Trembley.

Where was I?

"Let us strive on to finish
the work we are in,

to bind up the nation's wounds,

to care for him who shall
have borne the battle

and for his widow
and his orphan,

to do all which may
achieve and cherish

a just and lasting peace."

To peace.

- Peace.
- Peace.

And to Lincoln.

- And to Lincoln.
- To Lincoln.