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He lay banished and alone.

Smell of blood filling the air,

rancid and sharp. His own.

For a man of such meager

beginnings, he had left his

mark. Load of rubbish.

Ah, Mr. Fulton. Just the man.

When is my next delivery due?

I'm running low on a few

essentials. And I believe I'm

paying you good money to ensure

that I do not run low. You still

owe me for the last lot. Ah,

well, I'm a little short at the

moment. But do not fear, Mr.

Fulton. I'll find what I owe.

Somehow. The governor wants to

see you. The governor?

Why?

You wanted to see me, sir?

Patrick Thomas Nash, you stood

before the Sentencing Review

Committee, who've been asked to

look again at the length of

terms given to a number of

prisoners, including yourself.

I was sentenced by a judge

appointed by Her Majesty the

Queen. Quiet. It is a sacred

position. You cannot simply add

to it. You will speak when Lord

Campbell tells you to speak.

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. Sit down.

We are not adding to your

sentence. We are considering

reducing it due to increased

overcrowding. The Home Office

wishes to review all prisoners

with a year or less remaining on

their sentence.

Do you believe you have learned

your lesson from being

incarcerated? Well, absolutely,

sir. I'm a changed man. In what

way? I have found faith. Every

day I read a passage from the

Bible, Old Testament and new.

And I've also given up drinking.

Good. Glad to hear it.

Permission to speak, Lord

Cannell, if my sentence were to

be reduced, when might I be

released?

I'll pay what I owe you, Mr.

Fulton, as soon as I am settled.

I never forget a debt. Oh, in

the meantime, I don't suppose

you could call me a cab,

Sam.

You're going in late today.

Well, things have eased up since

I've become Inspector Blake's

assistant. And how is Inspector

Blake? An absolute gentleman.

That is causing quite a stir

with the ladies in the office.

Can't blame him. He's very

handsome, isn't he? What? You

know exactly what. I'm just

making an observation. Don't you

think immense him? What does it

matter what I think? Doesn't.

We're just talking. And you

asked how he is. Right. I have a

meeting with Mrs. Parker about

the lease. I'll see you later.

Ah, that explains the bad mood.

I'm not in a bad mood. I just

don't like negotiating with her.

You really can't spend any more

than we already do. Perhaps you

should find a nice man and get

married. A nice, handsome man.

I'm teasing, Lizzy. Well, don't

you know I don't like it.

This is the most pleasant

surprise. How did you manage it?

Fortune favors the prepared

mind. Ah. Who did you bribe? I

didn't bribe anyone. It's part

of some Home Office initiative

and I was running out of money,

so the timing was extremely

convenient. Now, talking of

money, you don't have any. All

your accounts, both legitimate

and borderline legitimate, are

empty. What? Where did the money

go? Legal fees, mostly.

Payments to prison guards. And

might I remind you, you only

received a two year sentence.

That judge did not come cheap.

Do I have any money at all?

No. And your license has been

revoked so you can no longer

practice as a private

investigator. I do not do well

with negativity, Clarence. I

need some hope. And I need some

money. I cannot stand that

lodging house the prison board

have arranged. It's sure to be

full of crooks and criminals.

You mean convicts who just got

out of prison? Exactly. I must

earn some money. To do that, I

need an office. Oh, no, no.

Steal that for a crane.

Miss Scarlet, madam. Miss

Scarlett. How delightful to see

you again. Won't you please join

us for tea? Oh,

that would be lovely. Thank you.

May I present Dr. Francis

Timpson, one of London's leading

and eminent physicians. Dr.

Timpson, this is Miss Scarlet,

a friend of the family. A

pleasure to meet you. You're a

doctor? I trust you. Quite well.

Mrs. Parker, I am in the rudest

of health. Dr. Timpson is merely

here on a social call. I must

confess, I had completely

forgotten our appointment. Miss

Scarlet, I do tend to lose track

of time when in the company of

the good doctor we do get so

immersed in our conversations.

We are no better than a couple

of old washerwomen gossiping

away. Well, I have rounds to

complete at the hospital and I

have stayed far longer than I

intended, pleasurable though it

was. Francis. Cecilia, I shall

see you this evening.

Good day, Miss Scarlett. Good

Isn't he just so charming? And

generous too, with both his time

and his charitable work. How did

you make his acquaintance? He

came to speak at the Bloomsbury

Ladies Cultural Society. He gave

a marvellous talk on the latest

developments in cardiology. So

the leasehold, it's up for

renewal? It is that time of year

already? It is. Well, let us

keep it at the same rate as last

year. You're not raising it?

Not unless you want me to.

Bonjour, Eliza. Patrick.

And what are you doing here?

Well, I'm a free man. Who did

you bribe? I didn't bribe

anyone. This is for you.

Parting gift from My fellow

inmates. Homemade. It looks

unpleasant, but it tastes really

rather good. I have to take your

word for it. Really is nice to

have you back, Frederick.

Excellent. Because I have a

favor to ask. You wish to share

my office? Of course. I wanted

to ask your permission first.

It is. Is it possible that Mr.

Patrick Nash has changed?

Nope, apparently not. It's only

for a short time. A couple of

days. No more than a few weeks.

A month at most. If I agree,

and it is a very big if, you'll

have to follow my three rules.

Firstly, do not involve me in

whatever you're doing.

Secondly, do not involve

Clarence in whatever you're

doing. Thirdly, you have one

week. Can we agree

to revisit the third rule nearer

the time? No deal. I will

cause you no problems, Eliza.

You have my word.

Barnabas, what are you doing?

One of my assistants was

supposed to relieve this

gentleman of all his attire.

Forgot this ring. And you know

what I always say, my dear, the

world has gone to hell in

Hangart. Oh, yes, but if you

want something done, ask a busy

person. It's quicker if I do it

myself. I bought you a mutton

pie for your lunch. How does

that sound? Ah. 11 out of 10,

my dear. Go. Ah.

A satisfying conclusion indeed.

And I hope it is not the only

satisfying conclusion today.

What are you doing?

I have wonderful news. As you

know, my promotion has afforded

me an enhanced wage, so I

thought I'd seek out more

comfortable accommodation.

Found his little house or gate.

But we haven't even set a date

for the wedding. I know, but I'm

just planning ahead. Mind you

all, it will be the most perfect

abode for when we are married.

And I've made an appointment for

you to view it tomorrow. Oh,

come along. This button pie

won't eat itself, will it?

Just until you get back up on

your feet, Patrick. Mr.

Nash. Lord Campbell.

A word, if I may.

We were released early. Not

because of some hogwash about

overcrowding. Because I pulled

some strings. Thank you, Lord

Campbell. I did not do it out of

the goodness of my heart. I did

it for sound reason. You ran the

most successful private

investigation agency in London.

You're a man who can get things

done, no questions asked.

What does this have to do with

my early release? Unfortunately

for me, I've been saddled with a

younger brother who, to be

blunt, has been an albatross

around my neck for years. But he

likes to spend other people's

money. The blasted fool has left

a trail of debts across the

city, one of which is to a

creature by the name of Dylan

Cooper.

Your brother owes money to Dylan

Cooper? Bertie's days are

numbered. I could wash my hands

of him, but blood is thicker

than water and all that. So I

want you to find him. I no

longer have a license to

practice as a private

investigator. When did staying

within the parameters of the law

ever stop you? You will find my

brother and you will put him on

a ship that leaves for Australia

on Friday morning at 10 o'.

Clock. If I refuse? Then you

will be sent back to prison. I

will blame an administration

error on your being selected for

early release. And the fact that

you bribed the prison guards.

And anyone else who made your

stay more comfortable will also

be taken into account. As such,

your sentence will be extended.

I will, of course, pay you a

fee, let us say £50.

But I will want evidence that

you have found Bertie. Then I

will give you the money and the

ticket for his passage. It's a

big city, Lord Campbell.

Friday's only days away. Then

you'd better get on with it.

There's nothing wrong with the

house. I just didn't like it.

It was draughty. Drafty? Yes,

draughty. There's no way I could

live there. And how does Mr.

Potts feel about that? Oh, he

was disappointed, of course.

But he'll get over it.

What? I just feel a little bit

sorry for him. He wants to find

somewhere perfect for you and

your wed. And the house sounded

nice. Well, you know what I'm

like with drafts. And my mother

isn't good with them either.

She'd never be able to visit.

She doesn't visit you here. You

always go to her house. I just

don't see where the rush is. We

haven't even set a tape for the

wedding. Why haven't you?

Ivy.

Ivy. Is this

because you're worried about

leaving me? Because there's

really no need. I'll be fine.

And you can come and visit

whenever you like. This will

always be your home. I'm just

busy, that's all. I took some

time to keep looking at houses.

Ivy, you gonna be late for work?

I'm already late for work. Are

you blaming me? Yes. Go on,

off you go. Barnabas will be

here for his breakfast any

moment. Half past seven on the

dot. Go.

Good morning, Mr. Nash. We

nearly sent out a search party

for you, but then we realized

you were no doubt making up for

lost time. It's all well.

No, Clarence. It's far from

well. These past few days I've

been working a case and

I find myself at a dead end.

May I remind you that your

license to practice has been

revoked. You do not need a

reminder.

What I need is some help.

You know I would always help

you. Thank you, Clarence. No,

no, no, no. I mean, I would.

That is much appreciated. We

need to find a missing man. An

Albert Campbell, known as

Bertie. You promised Eliza to

keep me out of your business

concerns. If I do not find this

man, I'll be sent back to

prison. Is that what you want?

Cool. This rich fool owes a

great deal of money to a great

number of people, including a

gambling club at the Silver

Lane. Owned by Dylan Cooper, no

less. As in the Cooper gang?

He's a fool indeed. I need to

find out if the Cooper gang

already have him. If they do,

he'll be dead. But I can't just

walk into Cooper's club and ask

him outright. For some reason,

the man has an intense dislike

of me. Perhaps your dealings

with his wife did not help his

mistress. And it was before he

met her, which is the only

reason I'm still alive. I need

someone who composes a gambler

and ask some questions for me.

What did you have in mind? Can

you play poker?

There are two sides to poker.

One is understanding the

numbers, the other is the bluff,

concealing how good your hand

is. Couldn't you have done this

in the office? I can barely

think. Eliza can't know you're

helping me point two of her

three commandments. I don't like

to lie to her. You're not lying,

you're delaying telling her the

truth. Now, the key is to hide

the strength of your hand from

your opponent. The very opposite

of what you're doing now.

Ah. You've won. I'm impressed.

You have a natural talent for

the science of the game. But you

must work on the art. Ensure you

keep a neutral expression. So

called poker face. It's

imperative when there's money

involved. I'll get you some

money to take to the table.

Can't arrive at the club empty

handed. But you have no money.

Now, let's see what I can get

for this. I bought this with my

first paycheck. I'd never owned

anything so exquisite.

In fact, I'd never owned

anything at all.

Before you meet Dylan Cooper.

We definitely need to work on

your poker face.

It's my lucky day, gentlemen.

My man here tells me you wish to

play. Yes, please. I mean, yes,

yes, yes, Yes, I do. Do you

have a name? Charles Windermere.

And what do you do, Charles

Windermere? I'm a solicitor in a

firm in notting hill we

specialize in. They want your

I don't usually like strangers

coming into my club, but you

seem harmless enough. I assume

you're good for the money. Oh,

Take a seat.

Dealing me,

Misses Markham? Miss scarlett.

Oh, the money for the lease. I

do apologize. I intended to

visit you this afternoon, but

work quite got away with me. I

have the payment here.

Thank you.

You're quite well, Mrs. Parker?

Would you like to sit down for a

It's none of my business, but

you. You do seem a little

dismayed. It is true I am

somewhat dismayed. And I cannot

deny that I came here under

false pretences. The fact is, I

needed to talk to someone, but I

cannot do so with one of my

ladies for fear of judgment.

Whereas you, miss scarlett, you

are in no position to judge

anyone, given your lifestyle.

And what was it you wished to

talk about, Frances? Dr.

Timson, the gentleman whom you

met the other day. He and I have

grown rather fond of each other

over the last few months. A few

nights ago, he proposed to me,

and I accept it. And what

does upset you, sir? Dr.

Timpson was due to visit the day

after he proposed, but he did

not turn up. I sent a message to

his home, but to no avail. I

sent word to St Agatha's

Hospital where he works, but

still there was no reply. And

now I fear something has

happened to him. Oh, worse.

That he has changed his mind.

I'm sure there's an explanation.

From what you've told me of him,

he seems a kind man. He's

extremely kind. He works

tirelessly at the hospital and

still has time for charitable

works. I've been so impressed by

his dedication that I even made

a donation myself of £1,000.

You gave him a thousand pounds?

He was struggling for donations.

I was glad to be of help,

Mrs. Parker. I wonder

if perhaps I should go to St.

Agatha's first thing and see Dr.

Timpson myself. Check if he's

all well and bit your mind at

ease. Do you think that is a

good idea? Yes. Yes, I do.

Oh, very nice. How about one

more hand? Give me and his

gentleman a chance to win our

money back. You can try. You're

a cocky little guy, aren't you?

Good for you.

Had hoped to bump into a fellow

I used to know. He's a regular

here, as I recall. Oh, yeah?

Who might that be? Bertie

Mate of yours, is he?

Acquaintance. Owes me money.

Do you? Do you happen to know

him? Game's over, gentlemen.

Not you.

Who are you? Well, I told you,

Charles Windermere. And I'm a

solicitor. You lie at me

once more, I'm going to take you

out of bag, put a bullet in both

your kneecaps. Tell once more,

who are you?

I'm your worst nightmare, Mr.

Cooper. And undercover detective

inspector from Scotland Yard.

And outside these premises, I

have a 20 strong team of men

poised and ready to smash down

that door.

Well, you can believe me or not

believe me, but you will tell me

where Bertie Campbell is, or you

and your men will spend the

night in the cells in Scotland

Yard whilst my detectives search

every inch of this place.

And who knows what they might

find, eh? So I'm

gonna ask you one more time,

Dylan. Where's Bertie Campbell?

Well, we need to leave him

immediately. You got some

information? Oh, yes. How I

found my poker face.

Excuse me. Would you happen to

know when Dr. Timpson might be

back? What are you doing

here? I'm looking for Dr.

Timpson. Well, as am I. I am Dr.

Timson.

That wasn't the man I met at

Mrs. Parker's. He was at least

20 years older. Certainly not

the younger brother of my

client, Lord Campbell. How did

you know to look at the

hospital? I got a tip off from

Dylan Cooper that he was posing

as a doctor to commonwealthy

ladies. You're working with

Dylan Cooper? As in. As in the

Cooper gang? Yes and no. I'm not

working with him. I can't lose

Cooper a lot of money. And I

suspected Cooper was looking for

him, so I got an associate to

see what he could find out.

What associate? What say we

join forces? We find Campbell,

you get Mrs. Parker's money

back, I put him on the boat

tomorrow morning. Everyone's a

winner. This associate of yours,

it's Clarence, isn't it?

Patrick, I specifically asked

you not to involve him.

Damn it, Eliza.

Eliza. Fine. Just give up on me

like everyone else. Stop trying

to make me feel so sorry for

you. I needed Clarence's help,

Eliza. If I do not find this

rich idiot, I'll be sent back to

prison. I'm fat, broke, living

in a squalid lodging house, and

the only possession I own worth

anything is now in a pawn shop.

I have never been brought so

How do you know Campbell will

have the money on him? He's

ripped off a lot of people.

He's made thousands.

Very well. I'll help you. On one

condition. Name it. If we find

him and he doesn't have Mrs.

Parker's money, then we turn him

over to the police, and that's

non negotiable. Patrick, can we

agree to revisit this condition?

No deal.

So this is what we know. Birdie

Campbell has gone to ground. I

searched high and low, but not a

sniff. So I have a theory. I

believe he's paid someone to

help him disappear. I've heard

tell of that service. Only a

handful of people that provide

it. Do you know who?

No. But I know someone who

Once upon a time, I even offered

it myself. But it's too much

hard work, too much risk. I'm a

tired older man who is stinking

rich. And so these days I like

the easy life. So you've never

heard of this party, Campbell?

Not personally, no. But I'll ask

around. I'll check with the

Solomons. The Solomons? Solomon

is a business, Scarlett. It's

not my real name. I am one of

seven Solomons throughout the

city. So how long will it take

to speak with these other

Solomons? We don't have the

luxury of time. Well, there's

one who likes a drink, so it

depends on whether he's sober or

not. There's a Solomon who has a

mistress in Lyman Regis. Oh,

yes, but that might be a

problem. But give

me three hours.

What are you doing? Nothing.

Just to work. I wasn't expecting

You didn't turn up for breakfast

again this morning. I've just

been busy, that's all. Being in

charge of three mortariers is no

mean feat.

I know you're disappointed about

the house. We'll be fine

somewhere else. Somewhere that

we both like. In the meantime,

things can stay as they are.

We're happy, aren't we?

No, my dear, I am not happy.

Not in the least.

Inside that envelope is a

letter. This is a letter that

releases you from all your

obligations to me. What do you

For some time now, I have felt

an imbalance in our feelings.

It's clear to me that my

affection for you far exceed

your affections for me.

Barnabas, we have been engaged

for over two years now. And

every time I suggest we make an

appointment with Reverend Harvey

to set a date for the wedding,

you either change the subject or

you say we'll talk about it

another time. In fact, anything

at all related to us being wed

causes you a look of unease.

Unease?

So it's time for me to face the

truth. Please do not say such.

You do not love me, Ivy. Not how

I love you.

But I'm no fool. And I know a

woman like you I could never be

mine. So I release you, Ivy.

I'll set you free.

And I do this Ivy, because I

love you more than

you could ever know.

Time is running out. If I don't

find this rich idiot, I'm going

back to prison. Solomon will be

back soon, trust me. I do trust

you. I just don't trust a man

who sells stuffed peacocks.

It's a chicken, patrick.

Is it? Miss Scarlett. Mr. Nash.

May I introduce you my friend

and business partner, Solomon.

But to avoid any confusion, you

may refer to him as Solomon 4.

Solomon 4. There is a hierarchy

of Solomons. I am number two.

He's number four and as such I

have more authority. So he must

tell me what we need to know.

You were paid to hide Bertie

Campbell. Where is he now? A

rookery. The first thing in the

morning I put him on a train to

Cumbria. Where in the rookery?

Exactly. Not in the rookery.

Under the rookery.

These tunnels run all the way to

the Thames. They were meant to

be sewage but were never

completed. Instead they're used

by the criminals and smugglers

of the rookery to transport

stolen goods. Well, you have to

admire their industry. Shame,

it stinks to high heaven.

Solomon said Campbell could be

found at the end of the fifth

tunnel. There'll be a marking on

the wall to indicate where.

Well, this is the fifth tunnel

and we're at the end.

Yes, for Solomon.

Behind there should be the

hidden alcove.

Patrick. Wish everything in life

was so easy. Get up.

I said get up. There he is.

Hey.

I see you've met our esteemed

colleague Clarence. He was

lagging behind for fear of

rodents.

You are working for my brother.

He wants you out of the city and

out of his hair. I'm not going

to Australia like some common

criminal. That is precisely what

you're going to do. And you're

going to give Miss Scarlet here

the money you stole from Mrs.

Parker. I did not steal it. She

gave it to me for a non existent

charity. I don't have it. Not

anymore. I lost it playing

cards. He's lying. Gave the last

of it to that Solomon fellow.

Who I assume is the reason you

are here. Keep it. I don't have

the money. You're wasting your

time. Let's not

do anything too hasty. The deal

was that if he didn't have Mrs.

Parker's money, then we'd take

him to the police. What? No,

no, no. Be quiet. It's what we

agree, Patrick. It's the right

thing to do. I'll be sent back

to prison. I know,

I'm sorry. But that man has come

and stolen from an elderly lady.

If he doesn't have the money to

repay her. He must be

prosecuted. Can you hear that

scratch? Can we please make a

decision and get out of here?

We're taking you to Scotland

Yard. Tie him up.

This doesn't look like the way

we came in. You sure we're going

the right way? I told you, the

rookery is like a labyrinth.

Please, get a move on. We need

to get out of here. It'd be dark

soon and that would be bad. You

do not want to be here at night.

My ankle is definitely sprained.

I need to rest. There's nothing

wrong with your ankle. Hurry up.

I just need a moment. Please.

It'll be quicker if I help him.

He's lying. Patrick, don't

listen to him. Look, you're the

one who wanted to take him back

to Scotland Yard. Yes, for a

very good reason. Why don't you

just put. Police. Police. What

the hell are you doing? They are

all undercover police. All of

them. Police. Shut up.

Please.

Take this. I'll go out. Go.

Well,

I searched everywhere. Even back

in the tunnels.

Well, that's that

Whiskey? Yes.

Who's Clarence? Oh, I sent him

home. It was all a bit much for

It's pungent, isn't it?

I'm sorry things didn't work out

for you, Patrick. Well, my

lodging house is even more

squalid than my cell, so perhaps

going back inside is for the.

To rock bottom.

The only way is up.

Morning, Eliza. Clarence.

Where's the receipt in the Mr.

Nash's watch?

The receipt was right here on my

desk, as was Mr. Nash when I

arrived last night.

You betrayed me, Patrick.

You did find Bertie Campbell

last night, didn't you?

Yes. And what

you took out to his brother as

proof to get your fee. That's

how you got your watch back from

the pawn shop. Yes.

Now you're gonna take him to the

docks and put him on that ship.

No. Well, that was my plan last

night, but I changed my mind. I

couldn't do it. I couldn't let

you down or not.

It's all yours.

But if you don't put him on that

ship, you're gonna go back to

prison. The only place I'm going

to is Australia. With Lord

Campbell's fear in my pocket.

You're taking his ticket for

yourself. I'm gonna start

afresh. I can't be a private

investigation here anymore. But

Australia out there,

Anything's possible. Now,

I have a boat to catch.

Goodbye, Eliza.

Take the lady wherever she needs

Patrick.

I'll miss you.

And I'll miss you too.

Very much.

But I'll be back. Probably.

Ivy. I got your note.

Most urgent. It said if this is

about what I spoke of, we have

company. Barn. Reverend Harvey.

Mr. Potts. What are you doing

So he is now in police custody.

He stole from many people,

including ladies such as

yourself. Rich old silly ladies,

Mrs. Parker. Because that is

exactly what I am.

I'll leave you to your day.

You know where I am should you

ever wish to talk. No doubt I

shall provide the gossip for the

Bloomsbury Ladies Cultural

Society for quite some time. I

have a luncheon there this very

day. But how can I face them

now? Let them gossip.

They'll soon tire and move on to

someone else. You will survive

this. A new match for you.

Thank you, Miss Scarlet. I will

not forget this kindness.

Yes, madam. Ready the carriage.

I do not want to be late for

luncheon. Yes, madam.

Oh, Mr. Potts. It's nice to see

you. Good day, Miss Scarlet.

And may I say what a pleasure it

is to see you too. Come and sit

down, Lizzy. We have something

to tell you.

We've set a date for the

wedding. We shall marry at the

end of this month. The 31st.

Congratulations. That's

wonderful on you. And there's

something else. You were right

what you said. I don't want to

leave you or this house. So

Barnabas has agreed that once

we're a wed, he can move in

here. Here? Just for a year or

so. Yes, a year or so. What do

I think it's a

splendid idea. Never in doubt.

This calls for a celebration as

if by magic. Wasn't really

magic, I mean. Let's put it

behind the sofa. What? Oh.

Oh. Oh,

lovely Scarlet. And did it all

at once. Drive. Thank you,

Mr. Potts. Little drop for me?

To our home.

May the next year or so be

simply marvelous. Marvelous.

Marvelous. Bless.