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Sam.

Eliza. Sorry,

I didn't want to disturb you.

Come in, please.

How have you been? Very well,

thank you. And you? Busy.

Yes, I can see that.

It's good to see you, Anita.

I'm here because I wanted to let

you know that I'm going away on

holiday. An actual holiday or

what does that mean? You've said

before you were going on

holiday, but in fact we're on a

case. I'm going to Paris to

visit Moses and his family. His

wife had a little boy.

Well, that is welcome news.

Please give him my best.

Contrary to what you believe,

Alexander, I don't lie to you.

Do you have any idea how hard it

was for me to come and see you

today? I wanted to come and see

you, but. Come. I need your sign

off, sir.

Door,

Blake. Thank you, Ms. Summers.

Put him through. Sergeant Clark.

You got my message. Well,

anything you can do. I

appreciate that. I'll wait to

hear. Thank you. Goodbye.

The death sergeant at Bow

Street. I've been trying to find

some extra men for the night

shift. Half have gone to the

rookeries. Riots are breaking

out everywhere. The other half

have gone down with stomach flu.

You were saying you wanted to

come and see me? But.

I have thought of you many times

over this last week. I'm in a

meeting. Sorry, sir. The

Superintendent's way of view.

Didn't realize the time. You're

busy and I should pack. I leave

first thing in the morning, so

Miss Scarlet instead of Willows.

Miss Scarlet. I'll be with you

shortly. Willows.

Hope you feel better soon,

Maggie.

I think she's got that stomach

bug, poor thing. Oh, it's a

nasty one from all accounts.

Half the men have gone home sick

with it. Anyway, I just came to

see if you wanted to go for a

cuppa on your break. I'd love

to, but Inspector Blake's have

got to ring round the other

precincts, see if they can spare

any men. Not having much luck

though. Most of them aren't even

answering. It'll be the riots

and the rookeries. What with the

sickness, we're badly

undermanned. We might even have

a problem transferring the big

fella to Newgate later. Is Dylan

Cooper really in our cells?

Well, he's under lock and key

and I'm here to protect you. My

hero. I may have to cover the

night shift, so it might be best

that we dine tomorrow night.

Instead, I'm stuck here too.

Maggie was the fifth girl to go

home early tomorrow night. Then

I'll take her somewhere nice to

make up for it. Can we go back

to Barron's? It was lovely

there. I'll book it in the

morning. You're too good to me,

Georgie. I don't deserve you.

No, you probably don't.

Detective Willows,

I need your help transferring

Cooper to Newgate. So I still

got ahead, sir. The prison

governor will be sending an

armed escort at 8 o' clock this

evening. Cooper won't be

pleased. He's been telling

everyone the Governor of Newgate

won't dare take him. Thinks

he'll be too scared of the

repercussions. In that case, I

shall enjoy telling Mr. Cooper

personally that he's very much

mistaken.

If you don't stop staring at me,

boy, I'm going to rip your

eyeballs out of socket.

I want to move cells, Blake.

This fella ain't right in the

head. Inspector Blake.

And you will indeed be moving

cells to Newgate Prison.

The Governor's looking forward

to welcoming you to your new

home. You leave at 8.

Best say your goodbyes.

Aren't going anywhere. I beg

to differ. I've heard about

those riots.

Terrible business.

My guess is I'll reach Newgate

soon. Why'd you say

that? Just making

conversation. Inspector Blake.

Detective Willows. Murray,

isn't it? You here for the night

shift? Yes, sir. Good. Where are

the others? That's what I wanted

to tell you, sir.

Only two officers. Where's the

rest of the night shift?

Destination? Said they're off

sick. That stomach by spreading

like wildfire. Where's the desk

sergeant? He's got it too. He's

just gone home.

Blake.

Thank you, miss. I must put him

Inspector Blake.

Yes, sir.

We're all set to bring Cooper

Change of plans.

How many times? Oscar street is

not a public toilet.

Sorry, sir. Only three men have

turned up. The rest of the night

shift are off sick. Well, just

to add to our good fortune, I

spoke to the Governor at

Newgate. A mob has gathered

outside the prison and he

doesn't feel it's safe to

transfer Cooper tonight. Mob?

Newgate's nowhere near the

rookeries. That doesn't make any

sense. What's more worrying is

Cooper seems to know about it in

advance. Keep an eye out.

Something isn't right,

Oscar. No.

All right, what's going on?

What can you tell me about the

unrest at Newgate? Back already,

Inspector? Answer the question.

Unrest in Newgate, you say?

What dark times we live in.

Oh, I do hope it's safe for me

to be transferred. You'll be

Leaving soon enough. Lower your

voice, Inspector. You might

wait. Poor old Ernest.

And he's so enjoying his nap.

Now. Was it the spell ran you?

Exactly. I mean, I could take a

wild guess. I could guess that

the riots in rookeries have

spread. I could guess that

you've been told I have to stay

here for the night. And I could

guess that you think I'm behind

ill. Don't presume to know what

I'm thinking, Mr. Cooper. And if

I could do that, who knows what

else I might be playing it.

Especially as I hear this

sickness spreading through your

How many officers have you got

on duty tonight,

Willows?

Discharge them. All of them. I

want the whole place cleared in

full five minutes. Which means

that we are shutting down

Scotland Yard. No one comes in,

no one goes out.

Come on, come on. Get a boot.

Right, we done it all day.

Shift it. Keep your eyes peeled.

Get a whiff of anything, raise

the alarm immediately.

Watkins. Redmond, don't leave

your post, not even for a

minute. Yes,

It.

I've locked up the back gate,

sir. Put Redmond and Watkins on

guard. What did Cooper say? Do

you think you know something?

I'm afraid I do. To what extent

he's involved, I can't be sure.

A man plays poker for a living.

This afternoon when he's

bluffing.

A few years back, when I was at

Bristol, I arrested a gang

leader. He was put on trial for

murder and sentenced to be

hanged. The morning his sentence

was due to be carried out, a

riot broke out in the prison.

His gang had paid off a dozen or

so prisoners to cause a

distraction so they could spring

him out. Luckily, one of my

officers got wind of the plan

and we were able to stop it.

Someone snitched? In a way.

It's a long story. Involving a

lady of the night. He talks in

her sleep. My point is, this

gang leader had half the money

and influence that Cooper has.

Cooper puts his mind to it, God

knows what he's capable of. You

think we need more men? I'm

afraid I do.

Bow Street. Bow Street. Can you

hear me? Why are the doors all

locked? What's going on,

Georgie? Just a precaution.

What does that mean? The riots

are getting worse. You don't

think they'll come here? No,

but it's better to be safe than

sorry. Inspector Blake wants you

to keep calling the other

precincts to see if they can

spare us some more men. I was

just on my way to tell you the

phone lines are dead. I've

connected the cable to Bow

Street Station, but There's

nothing. It's just sort of hiss.

It's the same with Algate Southk

Deptford. Keep trying. I'll go

speak to Inspector Blake. Stay

What the hell was that? I think

it's coming from the cells.

Bring back up. Yes, sir.

Stop this immediately. Thank

you. Now, will somebody please

tell me what the hell is going

on? This lunatic's got a blade

in his boot. He's threatening to

cut my throat. I want to be

moved now.

Well, come on. Search him if you

don't believe me. Don't take

your eyes off them. And if

anyone moves a muscle, shoot

them. No, you cannot leave me in

here. Blake.

Has Miss Summers had any luck

getting through to the other

precincts? Phones are dead,

sir. She can't make or receive

calls. My day just gets better

and better.

Nothing. Has this

happened before? Not to me. But

I remember one of the girls

saying the lines cut out a few

weeks back when we had that

storm. Tonight's even worse.

There's Nairn in the clerical

office, like I make the man a

cup of tea. That is the best

suggestion I've heard all day.

Thank you, Miss Ambrose.

Do you really think it is a

storm? I don't know if

isn't. We just need to get

through the night.

Watkins, take the back gate.

Marie, you stay on the front.

If anyone attempts to break in,

you fire a warning shot above

their head. Sir, after 10 years

in the army, I can assure you

few men run towards the sound of

gunfire.

Who are they? Found them playing

cards in the kitchen, sir.

Freddy's a rat catcher and

Arthur is a kitchen porter. He

told me to gather everyone,

sir. Have you fired a weapon

before? No, sir. Well, take some

blankets from the infirmary room

and get yourself up on the roof.

Keep a lookout and if you see

anyone, let me know immediate.

All will be well, lads. The

gates at the front and back are

solid iron and built for this

very purpose. Ah,

Miss Summer's. Perfect timing.

Thank you. Thanks, Miss.

Thank you. I get to it, lads. I

don't mean to be rude, but I

think under the circumstances,

I could do with something a

little stronger. There's a

bottle of Scotch in my office.

Georgie, who's that copper? PC

Murray. He's new. He's not been

here very long. I've seen him

somewhere before. I just can't

remember where. He probably just

reminds you of someone from your

past. A gentleman caller,

perhaps? Keep that up, you'll be

wearing that tea, not drinking

it. It's a little bit milky for

my taste. Cheeky soda. I Better

get back, then. Like the lines

will be up and running again.

Is he?

He's doing a grand.

Casey. Murray.

Anything to report? Nothing,

apart from a mangy cat. His coat

was so wet he could barely walk.

Know how he feels, poor sod.

How long you been in now? Mind

if I certainly.

Been here. Five weeks, give or

take. And where were you before

that? I already passed my

interview. Just talking keeps my

mind off the cold. I did a year

at the City Police pool coming

here. What about you? Bow

Street. How was that? Decent.

But there's nowhere like the

That girl from the switchboard.

What's her name? Why? Like you

said, we're just talking. Ms.

Summers. Pretty little thing,

isn't she? Bet she could keep me

warm. Shut your mouth. Easy,

mate. I was just saying. I'm not

your mate. I'm your senior

officer. PC Murray,

go and join Watkins at the back

gate. Yes, sir.

Everything all right? Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

My daughter loves the rain.

Her bedroom's up in the eaves of

the house. And when it rains,

she says it's like being in a

Not that she's ever been in one.

I suppose she's heard enough

stories from my time in the army

to know what it's like. My

little niece will sleep for

anything. Thunder, lightning.

Couple next door throwing plates

at each other.

Did she live with you? Her and

my sister. Father's not around.

It's a long story. Just don't

want her raising the little girl

on her own. Sorry,

sir, I didn't. No offense. None

taken. I can't

deny it would be easier not to

be alone. This job isn't easy

for any woman to put up with

long hours, stress. I wouldn't

want to Be married to me? No.

Die.

I'll keep watching. Let's see if

the telephone lines are working.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing? Where have

you been? You meant to be

manning the telephones. They're

still dead. There's something I

need to show you. Is everything

right? You better come with me.

Inspector Blake, I presume. And

you are? My name's Ms. Eliza

Scarlett.

You work for a detective agency?

I own a detective agency and

I. This might be a good

opportunity to outline the

history of my working

relationship with your

predecessors. And here are

numerous case reports, letters

of reference, and, as you see,

newspaper clippings showing the

investigations that I've helped

to solve. I'm afraid you're

wasting your time. I do not

engage the services of private

detectives. Well, may I at least

present if you have a contract?

You will Be paid for your work

so far, but that is all. Good

day. It's not my intention to be

rude. You're doing a wonderful

job of it.

When I first worked here, one of

my duties was to keep the

mugshot files up to date. One of

the photos stuck in my mind. I

think it's him. Georgie Pacey

Murray. I knew I'd seen him

before. You think he's a

One of the boys at my school

used to pick on my little

brother. He had a scar just like

Murray's, but for the life of

me, I can't remember his name.

Definitely wasn't Murray.

Griffiths. Samuel Griffiths.

That's it. Where's his

photograph? Someone's ripped it

You're sure? As sure as I

can be, sir.

Miss Summerson, why don't you go

back to the switchboard room?

See if you can get those phone

lines working again.

I found an arrest sheet on this

Samuel Griffiths I didn't want

izzy to. Sorry, Ms. Summers to

see. Poor girl's terrified

enough to use convictions for

wounding with intent of natural

bodily harm. Look at his nine

associates. Dylan Cooper

does Morrison at this poster.

That back gate. As far as I'm

aware, sir.

What can.

Is he breathing? He is.

He's now cold. The keys to the

back gate. They're attached to

his belt, but they're

not there now. The hell is. PC

Murray?

Take this. Guard the front gate.

There's no sign of Murray

downstairs. So did you check on

Cooper? His locked up safe and

sound. I put Watkins in the

infirmary. He's coming around

but has no idea what happened.

Put the rifle down, sir. Now.

Do what he says, Barry.

Up against the wall. What's

going on, sir? Just do it.

Search him. But, sir, I don't

understand. What's going? Up

against the wall.

Keys to the back gate, sir.

Coffin. Start talking.

Watkins gave me the keys when he

needed to use the gents. I don't

understand what I've done wrong.

Watkins was found unconscious.

Are you responsible for that?

No, of course not. What's going

on? You said you were at the

City of London Police. Who was

the desk sergeant there? What's

that got to do with anything?

Answer him. The desk sergeant

was old Gideon Bates. And your

commanding officer,

Sergeant Simpson. You mean

Sampson. That's what I meant.

I'm nervous. It's all what's

going on. Why did you transfer

to Scotland Yard? Well, you

could ask him the same thing.

He doesn't want to come in it.

Constable Murray, do you have a

criminal conviction? You failed

to declare no I swear it. A scar

on your face. How'd you get it?

Growing up, I wasn't the best

behaved. Used to get into

scrapes, but I was just a kid.

A word, please, Detective

Willows.

What do you think, sir? I don't

know. Neither do I. But Cooper

is more than capable of having a

man on the inside come check.

On what, Kittens? If he's able

to walk, bring him down here,

see what he has to say. What

should I do with Murray? Sir?

What now? It's coming from the

cells again, sir. Put him in the

interview room. Question and

then report to me what you find.

Shut up. The lottery? The hell

is going on? He wants to kill

me. Let him go now. Well, I will

not hesitate to put a bullet in

your head. You tell me

what the hell is going on. I

told you, remove me. If you

don't get me out of here, I'll

be carried out in a box. I'll

tell you anything you want to

know. Please. Please.

Any chance I could have a glass?

Tell me something of interest

and I'll consider it.

Those riots was my memoir.

Starting them want to keep you

busy. Are my men off sick?

Got a mate who's got a mate

supplies your canteen. Rancid

meat ain't hard to come by in

You've got what? Handful of

coppers on duty? I've got 25 men

with guns. Will be here any

minute. The cast iron gates,

front and back. No one's getting

in. They won't just be coming

with guns, son. They're

dynamite. Blow those gates open

like a bleeding doll's house.

You're bluffing. No, I ain't.

When my men get here and they

see me in handcuffs,

they're liable to get very

emotional. Dread to think what I

might do to you.

So what you've got to ask

yourself is this.

Am I really worth dying for?

You're not seriously suggesting

I set you free?

You need to think about that

little girl of yours. You

mentioned my daughter one more

time and I want to knock you

through that wall. Don't over

excite yourself.

Do you have someone on the

inside? What? You have

me. You can't expect me to tell

you everything, Inspector Blake.

Well, just so you know, we're

onto them. Yeah, of course you

are. PC Murray is currently in

handcuffs being interrogated.

Bloody idiot.

Bent coppers are a disgrace.

Yes, they are. And I'm not one

of them. Really? Why would I

lie? But I thought that'd be

I don't feel well.

Tell me who you're working for.

Get a bucket or something. I

think I'm gonna be sick. Tell me

the truth. No, Ben Copper.

That's the truth.

I need some water. I don't feel

right. Are you gonna talk or do

I have to report to Inspector

Blake that you're being

uncooperative? I need.

Please.

Lizzy. What are you doing?

Looking for you. The lines are

still dead. My nerves are in

tatters. Georgie. All will be

well, I promise. Never seen the

place so empty. Strange. Sends a

chill down me. Well,

just think. Tomorrow we'll

be sat in barrens, all dressed

up in our finest. You'll be the

prettiest girl in there. You're

a lovely man, George Willows.

It has been said. Mostly by my

mum. You miss her,

don't you?

What about your dad? You don't

talk about him much. He was

a man. A few words. What words?

He used are never very nice.

Especially about my mum. Or my

sister. Does he know she had a

baby? No idea. Not seen him

since Mum's funeral. I don't

even know if he's alive. Well,

your sister's lucky she's got

you to look after her in the

lit, then.

Sir, we have a problem.

He just pulled up, sir.

You there. Make yourself known.

I said make yourself known.

Come here. Stop.

Still. That is it, son. Unreal,

son. Suit yourself. It's just a

turn of phrase. I do have a son,

as he goes. Bit younger than

you, Logan. Only he's in

the nick. Funnily enough,

it was your Miss Scarlett were

putting there. My Miss Scarlett?

It's not much I don't know about

you, Inspector Blake. I'll just

stop talking. I wonder what

she'd think about you risking

your life for no good reason.

Oh, there's a reason. I want to

see your face when you hear a

guilty verdict. What, you think

the jury will convict me? 12

good men and true. There's ways

of playing that game. So why

plan an escape, then? We'll call

it an insurance policy. But you

still didn't answer my question

about your lady detective.

Yeah, maybe I'll ask her myself

when I get out. Is there

any threatened to hurt her, Is

it like you did? My daughter

never touched your daughter.

But you still owe my man at a

club an apology. Poor sod. It's

black and blue. Don't hold your

breath. Sir. A horse and

carriage has pulled up outside.

The driver's abandoned it.

I'll put my fingers in your ears

if I were you, boys.

Bang. Bang. Bang. You think

there's explosives inside? We

could be bluffing. But we can't

take the risk.

See, I'm waiting to go to the

armory. Wait for me to come find

you. Why? The armory doors are

thick. There's no windows.

What? Izzy, please, just trust

me. But what about P Watkins? I

don't think he's well enough to

move. I'll deal with him. Go on,

Murray, get up. I need to move

you. Please. I feel so sick.

What? On your feet. Can't.

There's someone in that tea.

What are you talking about? I

was fine till I drunk it. I

think she laced it with

The switchboard.

What?

Passed out and when I woke up,

she was searching through your

jacket.

You're lying. I swear I'm not.

She was in here. You're lying.

I'm not.

Watkins.

Watkins. When did you start

feeling ill, Sir? I feel

terrible. Was it before or after

you drunk the tea? After.

Did you see Miss Summers go into

the interview room? Sir, I still

feel. Just answer the question,

please.

Yes, I did.

They won't just be coming with

guns, son. They're dynamite.

Blow those gates open, my

bleeding doll's.

I'll put my fingers in your ears

if I were you, boys.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

It.

I was just on my way to tell you

the phone lines are dead. I've

connected the cable to Bow

Street Station, but there's

nothing, just sort of hiss.

It's the same with Olgate.

Southwark, Deptford.

I have to hand it to you, Mr.

Cooper.

Hurry up. I'm coming as fast as

I can. Come on. Come on.

There's my girl.

Georgie. Work for him.

Please, let me explain. You

stole the keys from my jacket

Get down on the ground. Now.

Take it easy, son. Don't be

waving her gun around. Look,

she's still sweet. Shut your

mouth. I. Get on the ground.

I'm arresting you for aiding an

escape from lawful custody.

Detective Sergeant Willows.

Hands about your back.

I was planted here a few months

ago by Mr. Cooper.

It wasn't for anything specific,

just to get whatever information

I could. Anything he could use.

What about the plan to break him

So sorry, I should. No.

I really did like you.

Inspector Blake asked you a

question, Miss Summers.

There were never any men coming

here. Mr. Cooper used up all his

money organizing the riots. It

was a distraction so I could

help him escape. Were you aware

that he was responsible for

having the food in the kitchen

contaminated? No.

I knew nothing of it. But it was

you who drugged the tea. That's

what caused PC Watkins and

Murray to collapse and framed a

piece Of Murray with some

cockpit. Little story about him

being a convict. I really am

sorry, Georgie. My excuse. Up.

Ah, Mr. Cooper. I have some good

news. I've just had word you'll

be transported to Newgate within

the hour. Oh, and when

your case comes to court, I've

requested that the jury are from

out of town and kept under

control, constant supervision.

Call it an insurance policy.

I didn't get your name.

Willows. Detective Willows.

George Willows. Nice to meet

you, Detective George Willows.

Willows. My letter of

resignation, sir. No, I can't

accept that. Let the force down.

I've let you down. Not to

mention making a complete fool

of myself. Resigning is not the

answer. Please.

There will be an investigation

into what happened here last

night, and I can't promise it

turns out well for you. You may

yet be dismissed, but I

will speak on your behalf, sir.

You are a good detective and I

don't want to lose you. And it

wasn't just you taken in by Ms.

Summers. It was everyone.

Myself include.

Detective willows.

You wouldn't be the first man to

have made a mistake when it

comes to matters of the heart.

Yes, sir. Thanks, sir.

How was your day? Rough.

Which is why I wanted to see

you. Do you need my help? I

wanted to see you because I

wanted to be with you, Eliza.

To take this thing out of my day

by finishing it with you.

Does that help? Always.

I thought you might have left.

Actually, I was just of kind

coming to see you before I left

the train, so I saved you a

trip. You did?

May I come in?

I didn't sleep last night.

Well, I've had one of the worst

nights of my life. It's not a

competition, Alexander. Believe

me, if it was, I would win.

What happened?

Let's just say I've had time to

reflect on the things that are

most important to me.

In fact, I've come to several

realizations.

The most important of them is

For all your faults, I love

you, Eliza. And I

only hope you love me, too,

faults and all.

Of course I do.

Can I just ask what you meant

by. I will tell you everything

that happened last night when

you returned from Paris. No, I

meant my faults. What faults?

Exactly?

May I accompany you to the

station? Do you insist? I do.

Oh. You left this in my office

yesterday. Yes. I wonder whether

I got to you. You deliberately

left it, didn't you? So I'd have

to return it. Of course I did.

Sam.