All language subtitles for Episode 1 - Inheritance

[people talking in distance]

[running footsteps approaching]

[horse nickers]

[hoofbeats clomping,
horse nickers]

♪

[people shouting in distance]

♪

[footsteps approaching]

Did you call the police?

No, only you,
like you said.

[coins jingling]

♪

[hoofbeats clomping]

[horse whinnies in distance]

[footsteps descending]

[footsteps descending slowly]

♪

Keep watch.

♪

♪

[horse whinnies]

♪

Thief![grunts]

I'm no thief!

I'm a private detective!

Yeah...[grunts]

And I'm a High Court judge!

Can we not discuss this
in a more civilized manner?

[Delilah screams]

I will gladly return your eye.

[Delilah shrieks]

[object bangs]

[Eliza gasping]

[horses whinnying,
stomping in stalls]

♪

I wanted dead, not drunk.

Next time, check for a pulse
first.

[birds twittering,
bell tolling in distance]

♪

[horse nickers]

♪

[key clatters on table,
Eliza removes gloves]

♪

[gasps softly]

Ah, Mrs. Parker,
Mr. Parker.

I was not expecting
your delightful company.

We came to see your father,

but found neither he
nor you at home.

Is it something
I could help with?

It is a question Rupert wishes
to ask your father.

In private.

My father's working.

You appear rather ruffled,
Miss Scarlet.

Are you quite well?

Uh, very, thank you,
Mrs. Parker.

It's, um, due to nothing more
than a...

brisk morning walk.

The streets of London are not
what they once were.

If a lady must walk,
she should be in the company

of a gentleman to protect her.

[quietly]:
Ah.

More tea?

[softly]:
Uh, I, I would not want

to put you to any more trouble,
Miss Scarlet.

Speak up, Rupert!

And enunciate!

[softly]:
I would not want...

[forcefully]:
I will take more tea.

Rupert will not.

Very well.

RUPERT:
Thank you.

The city has changed
since I was a girl.

The crime, the filth,

a general miasma
of loose morality.

And those contraptions,
what are they called?

Is, is it bicycles,
mother?

I see young ladies
riding those things,

brazen as you like.

Oh, I agree.

A lady should always
act like a lady.

♪

Milk and sugar?

♪

♪

♪

ELIZA:
Well, thank you
for your visit.

It has been most enjoyable.

We will call again
on Tuesday.

Please ensure your father
is present.

Rupert is extremely keen
to speak with him,

and then, of course, to you.

I will do what I can,
Mrs. Parker, but my...

My father is a very busy man.

Chasing criminals is no job
for a gentleman.

It should be left
to the police.

Ivy, could you see Mrs. Parker
and her son out, please?

Of course.

Come along, Rupert!

Thank you for your time.

[door opens,
footsteps retreating]

[groans, door closes]

Why do you do these things?

Please, please,
do not tell Father.

Ivy, if I can show him
my skill

and ability...

He will never allow you
to work with him.

Now, stay still.

[door opens]

You took your time, girl!

[sighs]

And where's the pork?!

KITTY:
That miser Mr. Meekins
refused to sell any to me.

Said our account
is overdue.

Said no more deliveries
till we settle it.

Shouted at me in front
of the whole store.

That cannot be right.

[quietly]:
The coalman and the baker
need paying, too.

[exhales]

[people talking in background]

♪

Guten Morgen,

Fr äulein Scarlet!

Good morning,
Herr Hildegard.

Have you, um,
have you seen my father?

Not for a few days.

But then I have been
rushed off my feet.

People have been dropping
like flies this week.

Sad, of course,
but very good for business.

I, I am so sorry

for your loss.

Please, follow me.

[speaking indistinctly]

♪

Father?

[exhales]

♪

[kicks bottle]

[exhales]

♪

[people talking outside]

♪

[sighs]

[man shouting, horse nickers]

[train horn blowing]

[knock at door]

Yeah?

[whispering]:
Duke, Miss Scarlet is here.

Tell her
I'm in a meeting.

She said you'd say that.

Which is why she insisted
on waiting outside your door.

I think she heard this exchange.

[out loud]:
She did hear this exchange.

[footsteps approaching]

William.

Eliza.[door closes]

To what do I...
owe this pleasure?

It's my father.

He didn't come home
last night.

Henry is a grown man

and I'm sure working
one of his cases, so...

If you'll excuse me,
I must get back to ensuring

the streets of London

are safe for ladies
such as yourself.

[chuckles]

Wherever Henry is,

he's perfectly capable
of looking after himself.

Let's not forget that he is
a highly trained police officer.

A retired
police officer

who is meant to be running
his own business,

not drinking away the profits.

Ah, so this is
more about money

rather than daughterly love.

My household is reliant
on my father.

But we both know
that's something

that you're working on.

I know of your little hobby,
paying street boys

for tip-offs of crime scenes.

Being a detective is a job
for a man, Eliza.

And yet you do it every day,
William.

Hm, well, nice as this is,

I have many cases to attend to,
so...

Yes, I can see how busy you are.

You still have soap
on your neck.

[sighs]

An arson attack on the city's
largest opium den,

six schoolgirls smuggled
to the Continent

for brothel fodder,

and a dead man floating
in Regent's Park canal

with his throat slit
ear-to-ear.

I've seen neater cuts
from a one-armed butcher.

A lady should not see
such things.

And with his pocket watch
still on his person,

it's clearly not the work
of a common thief.Oh.

I would say it's a crime of
passion by a scorned woman.

Since the rash
on the soles of his feet

suggest latter stage
of syphilis.

Mm.His mistress, perhaps.

But more likely his wife.

Mm!

Of course, I'm sure you've
already considered this.

Of course I have.

Good day, William.

[sighs]

Frank!

Bring in the wife
for questioning.

♪

Mr. Scarlet
is in the drawing room.

What's happened?

Father...

Oh, Lizzy, uh...

This is Dr. Edwards.

He found Mr. Scarlet
collapsed on the street

and brought him home.

ELIZA:
Thank you, Doctor.

My father's been drinking
excessively of late.

Fetch some strong coffee.

He's not drunk.

He's had a cardiac arrest.

I am sorry to say he has passed.

[sobs]

[gasps]

VICAR:
Though I walk
through the valley

of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for You are with me.

Your rod and Your staff,

they comfort me,
and mercy shall follow me

all the days of my life,

and I shall dwell

in the house of the Lord
forever.

[exhales]

♪

[weeping quietly]

♪

[horse nickers]

WILLIAM:
Eliza...

Your father
wasn't just my mentor,

he was my dear friend.

And over the years,
we talked sometimes

about him
losing your mother.

[sniffles]

He hoped that time would
give him some distance

from her memory, but...

[exhales]:
I think that
the opposite was true.

The older he got,
the more he missed her.

What I'm,
what I'm trying to say is,

it might help you
to think of them as reunited.

I miss her as much as he did.

And now he's left me
completely alone.

♪

[exhales]

♪

[door opens]

There is a man here
asking for your father.

I didn't know what to say.

Send him in.

This way, please, sir.

[sniffs]

Good afternoon, Mr....

Winters.

Alfred Winters.

I believe you wished to see
my, my father.

I'm afraid to say that...

Do not tell me
he is not here, either?

I waited a full hour
outside of his office,

but he did not turn up
for our appointment!

Well, it is no matter.

I am sure there are many
private detectives in this city

who would like
to take my money.

Good day, Miss Scarlet.

[quickly]:
My father is working

an extremely high-profile
case.

Government business.

But I'm, I'm sure
he would want me

to take the details
of your case to pass onto him.

I'm not at ease
discussing my business

with a lady.

I, I do understand,
but, um...

Let me assure you I will
simply pass the information on

to my father.

I have discovered
I am in poor health.

I am not sure how much longer
I have left.

As such I wish to be reunited
with my niece,

Clara Simms.

Her parents are deceased,
so I raised Clara alone.

I did not approve
of her marriage choice.

The man was a scoundrel.

So they eloped

and I have not
seen her since.

The last I heard,

she was working in that cesspit
that is Soho.

I dread to think
how she is making ends meet.

You must feel extremely
distressed.

How I feel is irrelevant.

A man would not ask
such a question.

Tell Mr. Scarlet I am staying
at the Cavendish Hotel

and that I expect to see him
tomorrow morning at 10:00

to discuss this further.

Good day.

[door opens, closes]

♪

Now, as you can see, Lizzie,

our friend here
is already waking up.

However, if we had added
two more drops of chloroform,

what would have been
the outcome?

Um, difficulty breathing,

paralysis, and possibly death.

Good.

And if a criminal wished to be

more surreptitious
in their poisoning,

what might they choose?

A tincture of laudanum,

which, if taken
in a large enough dose,

could render the victim
unconscious.

And if death is the aim?

Arsenic, which is undetectable.

Unless?

Unless one uses the Marsh test,

developed by James Marsh
in 1836.

[chuckles softly]

[laughs]

I think we should give
our friend a name.

How about... Miss Dawkins?

After my teacher?

All God's creatures
deserve a name, my girl.

And you can't deny
the similarities.

[laughs]

Hello, there we go.[frog croaks]

[laughing]:
Whoa!Oh, Papa,

Miss Dawkins has escaped.

HENRY [laughing]:
Get it! Get it!

♪

[exhales]

Dinner is ready, miss.

I don't want any dinner.

But I do want you

to fetch me a cab.

KITTY:
But the sun is going down.

You cannot go out alone.

What'll people think?

Let them think
what they like.

I've set the table
in the dining room,

but would you rather
eat with us?

What's going on?

Miss Scarlet is going out.

Alone.

I said go and get me a cab,
Kitty.

You can't go out alone.

It will be dark soon--
it's dangerous.

Kitty!

Kitty, do not move.

Oh, you're going to find
that gentleman's niece.

You should not be doing this.

And you should not be
listening at doors.

I shall get my own cab.

Eliza...[footsteps stop]

This is not the time
to fulfill your ambition.

Word will soon spread
that my father has died,

and any day now,

all our accounts
will be called in.

If I don't take this case,
someone else will.

This isn't about ambition,
Ivy, this is about money.

Trust me.

I know what I'm doing.

[sighs]

[people talking in background]

♪

GEORGIE:
Hello, miss.

Are you sure he'll know
where she is?

The Padre knows
everyone, miss.

♪

PADRE:
Behold, the day of the Lord
cometh,

cruel both with wrath

and fierce anger,

to lay the land
desolate

where He shall destroy
the sinner!

Padre,

this is the lady
I was telling you about.

PADRE:
And Babylon,

the glory of kingdoms,

shall be as when God

overthrew
Sodom and Gomorrah.

She needs to find this lady,

Clara Simms.

[horse nickers]

When I am in need,
I turn to Moses.

So you do not know her?

Trust in Moses.

♪

And God overthrew
Sodom and...

You little git![people laughing]

[piano playing
vaudeville music]

[people talking loudly,
laughing]

[piano continues]

[people talking loudly]

[man shouting, people laughing]

Get your hands off me!

[man falls to floor,
people laugh]

[lively conversations and music
continue]

Excuse me.

My mistake.

Don't I know you?

[chuckling]:
I don't think so.

I never forget a face.

Well...

In that case...

Do you recognize
this woman?

No idea.

Ask Moses.

He'll know.[coins jingle]

[lively conversations and music
continue]

[coins jingling above]

[piano continues]

You're on in five minutes,
ladies!

WOMAN:
Yeah, all right!

Get a move on or you'll feel
my boot up your arse!

WOMAN:
Don't have to shout.

[women laughing]

[door closes]

[people talking in background]

[knocking]

MOSES:
Go away!

[hinges creak]

Mr. Moses, isn't it?

Who's asking?

I'm Miss Scarlet.

I'm looking for a chorus girl--
Clara Simms?

I'm a private detective
hired to find her.

[laughs]

It's my job to protect the girls

from punters
who step out of line.

It is not my job to have
some silly tart

playing
private detective.

Am I to understand that you do
not wish to earn money in return

for some basic information?

♪

Money first.

[coins jingling]

What?Now get out.

Surely we can come
to an arrangement

that will benefit us both.

[snaps pouch shut,
coins jingling]

You're not my type, girl.

You're too skinny.

I was not suggesting
anything untoward.

Then again...

How about I show you

what us skinny girls can do,
Mr. Moses?

It's just Moses.

And you're still not getting
your money back.

Yes, I am.Hey!

MOSES:
Ow![handcuff snaps shut]

Bitch!

Give me back my purse!Come here and get it!

[breathing heavily]

[handcuff rattling]

♪

[rattling continues]

Turpentine really is
a painter's best friend.

Not only is it
an excellent paint thinner,

it's simply marvelous
at cleaning brushes, too.

It's also...

highly flammable.You would not dare.

When it's lit, it produces smoke
of such thick black soot

that it will suffocate
the airways within moments.

It's a grisly,
painful death,

make no mistake.

Now...

Are you going to give me back
my purse or not?

♪

[coins jingling,
purse drops loudly]

Thank you.

You do know that when I am free
of these cuffs,

I will hunt you down
and I will kill you.

[chuckling]:
A man that drinks as much as you

is too lazy
to hunt anything down.

[laughs]

I think I like you.

Good.

Now tell me where Clara Simms is

or I will burn this place
to the ground with you in it.

[woman laughing, talking loudly]

[people talking excitedly,
woman cackling]

[crowd marveling, laughing]

[laughter continues]

[piano playing in background]

[people gasping, applauding]

You drunken fool,
you could have killed me!

[glass shatters]

ELIZA:
May I speak with you?
Mrs. Simms?

I'm here on behalf
of your uncle, Alfred Winters.

ELIZA:
Your uncle's ill.

He's quite ill.

I don't know how much time
he has left.

A lady detective.

What reason would you want
to be such a thing?

When you've had
as many people as I

telling you what you
can and cannot be,

that's reason enough.

[people talking in background]

[coughs]

[laughs]

Now...

Will you let me reunite you
with your uncle?

[objects banging, man shouts]

[whistle blowing]Do not move!

Let it be understood

that under the 1869...

What's going on?...Contagious Disease
Act...

ELIZA:
Let her go!Get your hands off me!

Don't touch me!CONSTABLE: All prostitutes
will be examined...

Let go of me!...for venereal disease.

[glass shatters, Eliza grunts]During examination...

No! Get off me!

Anyone found to be infected
with such diseases

can be imprisoned.[Clara yelling]

[officer groaning]

Where are you taking me?!
I demand...

[stammering]:
For up to one year.

[door opens]ELIZA:
Get your hands off me!

I am not a prostitute!

Please, please...

You're making a mistake.

I... please...

[clicking locks, Eliza grunts]

[locking continues,
breathing heavily]

I am the favored whore of
Detective Inspector Wellington

of Scotland Yard.

And if you lay one finger on me,

you will be in his cells
by the end of the night.

[breathing heavily]

I had no idea
that one chaste kiss

when we were children

put you in position
of my "favored whore."

I had to think of something.

And spreading rumors that I am a
whoremonger was just the ticket?

They didn't need
much convincing.

Your reputation precedes you.

Do you wish to speak
of reputation?

Because yours is, I believe,

hanging by a thread.

I could sit here
and tell you repeatedly

to stay out of this business,

but I fear that it would fall
on deaf ears.

You are the most stubborn woman
that I have ever met.

And you have met a few,
have you not?

[chuckles]:
Well...

I would love to sit here
and reminisce,

but it's 2:00 in the morning.

And I have some whoring to do.

Stop it, William.

Come along.

And that was no chaste kiss,
and we were not children.

You took advantage
of my situation then,

as you do now.I was 19, Eliza.

You were 16 and sobbing into
my arms over your dead poodle.

What was a boy to think?Skip was a Jack Russell.

And you were instructed
by my father to look after me.

I did look after you.You kissed me.

I seem to remember
you liked it.

And I seem to remember
that I slapped your face.

That's not the way out.

[cell door shuts, keys jingling]

[key turning]

My father's just died
and this is how you treat me.

It is for Henry that I do this.

♪

[door closes, man shouting]

♪

[horse nickers]

♪

[horse nickers]

♪

[people talking in background]

WINTERS:
Miss Scarlet?

Oh, good morning,
Mr. Winters.

I was not expecting you.

I know I said my father
would be here,

but let me assure you
at this very moment,

he is tying up
his high-level case

just so that he can give yours
his full attention.

I was not expecting you

because I know that
your father is dead.

It was in the obituaries
this morning.

You have lied to me,
Miss Scarlet.

And the only reason
I am not informing the police

is that I assume
your father's death

has affected your health.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm already late for my
appointment with Gill & Son.

ELIZA:
You've given your case
to Gill & Son?

They will take your money
on a daily rate

and not even look at your case
for at least a week.

They are crooks.As opposed to what?

A woman who tells me
her father is alive

when he's six feet
underground?

Your niece has
different-colored eyes.

A detail you omitted
to tell me.

You have found Clara?

If you will agree
to my seeing this case through,

I will have you reunited
with her as soon as I can.

Oh, where is she?

I am afraid I cannot
divulge that at this time.

What kind of woman keeps
an uncle from his niece?

A businesswoman,
Mr. Winters.

And if you wish to see
your niece,

you will pay me 50%
of the fee now

and 50% when reunited
with her.

And on the subject of my fee...

It's gone up.

♪

[horse nickers]

That policeman won't forget you
in a hurry.

That was a well-placed kick.

I have been mistaken
for a whore once before

and determined never to go
through that humiliation again.

And you, Miss Scarlet?

Did they...

[exhales]

After what happened
last night,

surely we are
well enough acquainted

to use our Christian names.

Eliza.

Clara.

I wish to see my uncle.

Good.

But you cannot see him
looking like that.

[chuckles]

CLARA:
My uncle was right
about my husband.

Joseph was just
a traveling actor

looking for a wife
with a fat dowry.

When your uncle disowned you,
he did not receive it?

Which is when he showed
his true colors.

Womanizing, drinking...

A disappointment.

It was not all his fault.

Joseph's life had been
colored by tragedy.

He was on
the Princess Alice.

Never did the Thames
see such a crash.

He watched his first wife drown

amongst those poor 600 souls.

It was his heartbreak that drew
me to him in the first place.

[knock at door]

And here is your uncle now.

Mr. Winters,

thank you for your prompt
response to my message.

My dear Clara.

♪

He is not my uncle.

He's my husband.

♪

Hm.

[in deeper voice]:
I'm sorry to say that...

your uncle died last month.

I was notified just last week.

It was just a shame
that you were not with me

to hear the news.

He's left a fine estate,

and I will move in
and look after it.

That is myinheritance, Joseph.

Unfortunately,

you'll be somewhat
incapacitated, my love.

A wife who runs away
to become a whore...

[inhales slowly]

[unfolds paper]:
"Moral insanity"

is the official term, according
to my doctor's certificate.

[snatches paper]

Nothing that a spell
in the asylum cannot cure.

♪

Boys?

ELIZA:
No...

No!

Let go of me.

CLARA:
Let go of me!

I hope the money
was worth it!

ELIZA:
I swear I did not know.

I promise, I will get you out,
Clara!

CLARA:
Get off me!

It is cruel to make promises
you cannot keep.

I'm the only one who can decide
when she comes out again.

You cannot do this.

I'm her husband, so...

I think you'll find
I can.

[coins jingling]

Excellent work,
Miss Scarlet.

[footsteps retreating,
Eliza inhales]

[coins jingling]

♪

HENRY:
I'm running out of schools

to send you to, Lizzie.

It was Arabella Herbert
that started it.

That is not
what your teacher said.

Miss Dawkins is a witch.

Of course she'd blame me--
Arabella's her pet.

What happened exactly?

One of the girls asked me
what I wanted to be

when I grew up,

and I told them
a police officer.

That's when Arabella said...

What?

[softly]:
She said I would be nothing

except a motherless pig.

[exhales]

This is my fault.

I have filled your head
with fanciful ideas,

and it is time for me to stop.

You're old enough now
to understand

that women do not have
the same freedom as men.

It's just the way
the world is.

Then I will change it!

You're not a child anymore!

You are a young lady,

and your mother would want me
to raise you as such.

But, Father...Enough!

This talk of police work
has to stop!

It will do you no good.

Do you understand, Lizzie?

No tears or there will be
no supper.

You always say that,
and there always is.

[sighs]

[fire crackling]

Kitty!

Fetch me a cab!

ELIZA:
That poor woman

is in the very bowels of hell
in that place.

You have to help me
get her out, William.

I know I have been a fool,

but out of the respect for your
friendship with my father,

please find it in your heart
not to be angry with me.

[places glass down firmly]:
Anger doesn't begin

to describe what I'm feeling.

You put yourself
in grave danger.

Simms is a
well-seasoned criminal.

He has a prison record
as long as your arm.

Then arrest him!

A man with his background
should have no right

to put their wife
in the asylum.

Do you know
so little of the world?

He is now a wealthy landowner.

With his wife committed,
he has full control

of her inheritance.

No court in the land
would touch him.

Maybe I could see his file.

There might be something,
anything...

This mess is a result of your
dabbling in men's affairs!

Now you must
stop this nonsense!

You're right, William.

I am a silly woman.

My father would be
so disappointed in me.

[more softly]:
No, no, he...

He would not be disappointed,
merely worried.

As I am.

I'm sorry for involving you
in my stupidity.

♪

I'm feeling a little faint.

Maybe you could get me
some salts?

[sighs]

Of course.

♪

♪

[sighs]

[horse whinnying, nickers]

[banging on door]

WILLIAM:
Eliza!

[banging continues]

WILLIAM:
Eliza, open this door!

[rattling doorknob]:
Eliza!

Open this door now!

[people talking in background]

Eliza!

♪

♪

[horse nickers]

[bell tolling in distance]

[closes pocket watch]

[lock turning, door opens]

♪

How did you get in here?

One of the maids
owed me a favor.

Well...

We'll see what the hotel manager
has to say about that.

Oh, he was the one who told her
to give me the key.

In exchange for me
not telling his wife

that they're having an affair.[chuckles humorlessly]

I have a train to catch,
so, um,

if you'll excuse me.

You lied to Clara.

[closes door]:
Your first wife, Beatrice Simms,

was on the Princess Alice
when it sunk,

but you were not.

You were in prison.

And according to your status
on your prison records,

still married when you left
two months later.

So?

The record wasn't amended
to widower.

You said yourself my first wife
died in the crash.

I said she was on the steamer.

But she did not die.

♪

My father kept cuttings
of any incidents on the Thames.

Many of his cases
were regarding missing persons,

and here is the list
of survivors.

Among them
one Beatrice Simms.

You are a bigamist,
Mr. Simms.

Your marriage to Clara
was not legally binding.

You have no marital rights
over her

or her inheritance.

[papers rustling]

And to whom have you shared
this fairy tale?

[papers rustling]

I assume no one.

[clears throat]

Since no one is going to take
a woman detective seriously.

ELIZA:
On the contrary.

I have a close
working relationship

with Detective Inspector
Wellington of Scotland Yard.

In fact, he and his officers

are waiting downstairs
in reception.

♪

There are no police wagons.

They didn't want to alarm
the hotel guests.

Their wagons
are around the back.

I think you're lying.

It's interesting that
you've chosen strangulation

as your means to kill me,

since that it requires
a great deal of strength,

and strength is something

that is leaving your body
as every second ticks by.

What are you talking about?

The maid that
owed me a favor.

Not only did she give me
your key,

she kindly allowed me
to make your coffee.

It's surprising
how little laudanum it takes

to knock a man of your size
unconscious.

You are lying.

No, I'm not.

[grunts]

[exhales]

[sighs loudly]

Not about that part, anyway.

♪

The next time
you steal police property,

or indeed poison someone,

I shall have no choice
but to arrest you.

A little laudanum
never hurt anyone.

He was unconscious
for over an hour, Eliza.

And it's a good job, too,

since you took so long
to arrive.

I have work to do.

Thank you, William.

♪

[door opening, hinges squeaking]

[sighs, door closes]

[exhales]

♪

[birds twittering]

[door opens]

I'm sorry to be
so late for dinner.

I was taking my client
to the train station.

A young lady speaking
of clients.

It's not right.

Clara Simms returns to her home

an independent, wealthy
young woman.

Are you not the smallest bit
proud of me?

I am always proud of you.

Now, you have a visitor.

[whispering]:
A Mr. Parker.

The sooner your mother's
wedding ring

is on thatfinger,
the better.

Now go and put that poor man
out of his misery

and accept his proposal.

There's nothing poor
about Rupert Parker.

His family own half the street.

Exactly!

[sighs]

Mr. Parker,
what a delightful surprise.

Miss Scarlet, uh...

Now that your father
has passed,

I hope that I can be of service
to you at this difficult time.

That's very kind.

Sorry.

I have come to ask you for...

I have come to ask
for your forgiveness.

I cannot marry you,

and I know you would be
disappointed,

and for that I am sorry,

but it is my mother who wishes
us to be married, not I.

Not I.

Well, uh...

A proposal from a man
such as yourself was in...

Was indeed tempting.

Ah!

Damn!

That is what Mother said.

See, I...

I knew all the other ladies

I was forced to propose to
would say no,

but you, Mother was convinced
you would say yes,

due to your situation.

My situation?

The burden of your
financial insecurities.

I see.

No, Miss Scarlet, no.

Please do not,
do not be offended.

It is not you in particular.

In, in fact, you,
you are by far the most...

[gulps]

Agreeable of all
those I proposed...

[laughs]No...

The simple fact is,

I have still so much
to see of the world.

Still so much to do,
and as yet,

I have seen
and I have done very little.

I am, I am not ready
to be married.

I, I am not ready
to be married!

Then that makes

two of us, Mr. Parker.

Right.

Mother will be so angry.

She thinks it wrong
that I remain unmarried.

Well, then, tell her that it was
I that turned you down.

You'd do that for me?

That is... most kind.

I only wish I was there
to see her face.

[laughs]:
Yes-- ah!

[chuckles]

[clears throat]

If there is anything
I can ever

help you with,
anything at all,

please do not hesitate
to ask.

As you know,
Miss Scarlet, I'm...

I'm a very wealthy man.

♪

[hoofbeats clomping,
horse whinnying]

[hammering]

[hammering continues]

Undeterred as ever,
I see.

I'm only surprised you haven't
changed the name to your own.

"Miss" above the door?

That would be a sure way
never to have any clients.

[hammering continues]

[door closes]

I do hope you're not
overstretching yourself.

On the contrary,

the fee I earned
from Joseph Simms

allowed me to pay
my father's debts.

And this?

New desk, new drapes--
that must have cost a bit.

Well, let's just say it's a...
a loan from a keen investor.

[chuckles]

Well, I should get back to work.

I have a desk covered in cases
that urgently need my attention.

I was meaning to ask,
your man with the slit throat.

Any developments?

Yes.

It was the wife.

So I was right?

I, I admit that I did
miss the signs of syphilis.

But that was only because
I had not given the case

my full attention yet.

Of course-- of course.

But maybe I could help with
other cases in the future.

Good day, Eliza.

Good day, William.

[door closes]

HENRY:
So you're really going
to do this?

Do you disapprove, Papa?

Oh, what difference
does it make?

You never listened to me anyway.

[chuckles]

Looks a bit different
in here.

I like it.

But that needs straightening.

[laughs]

Anything else?

Not for the moment, but I'm sure
I'll think of something.

My clever girl.

♪

What will I do without you,
Papa?

[sighs]

♪

[sniffles]

[exhales]