02x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[no audible dialogue]

[spectators clamouring]

[chanting] Jemmy!

[spectator 1] Drop the hammer, Jemmy,
drop the hammer!

[both grunting, straining]

That's enough.

[Hezekiah panting]

Have a drink of that.

[crowd clamouring continues]

Fifty seconds and f*cking counting.

[grunts]

Show him what colour his blood is, Jemmy!

[grunting]

Step away. What's the matter with you?

k*ll him, Jemmy!

- Go down. You're spent.
- [grunts]

I k*lled a man once. Go down.

f*ck you, savage.

[both grunting]

[spectators cheering, distorted]

Knock him down.

Knock him out.

- [Hezekiah grunting]
- [Jemmy groans]

- [referee] Three, four, five...
- [spectator 1] Get up. Get up, eh?

- ...six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
- [spectator 1] Jemmy!

- Knockout!
- [bell rings]

The winner is Hezekiah Moscow!

- [spectators booing]
- Go back to your bad land, you savage!

[spectator 2] Go back
to where you came from!

- [spectator 3] f*cking cheat.
- [spectator 2] Go the f*ck home.

- We'll f*cking k*ll ya!
- Out of the way. Go on.

- [spectators clamouring]
- [spectator 4] Stomper!

- [spectator 5] Oi, f*ck!
- [coins jangle]

[referee] Take it. Go on,
get out of here. Go.

We'll f*cking k*ll you!

- Move!
- I'll k*ll him.

[spectators clamouring, muffled]

[sighs]

[citizens chattering]

Watch yourself.

[grunts, groans]

[Hezekiah sighs]

Alec! [exclaims]

[Alec] It's not Hezekiah or Alec.

It's Hezekiah and Alec.

[exhales sharply] Always.

[rain pattering]

[clicks tongue]

[groans]

[sighs]

[rain falling]

- Hey.
- [groaning]

- Huh?
- Wake up.

[person grunting]

[exhales sharply]

Is it you they sent
to take me down to hell?

[chuckles]

Or are you just here
to make sure that I'm dead?

[laughing]

[gasps, grunts]

Hey.

It's your destiny to die in the ring,

Sugar Goodson.

- [grunts]
- [Sugar groans]

[citizens laughing, chattering]

[knocks on door]

We're closed on account
of I don't want to open.

[Hezekiah] Treacle, open the door.

[pants] Your brother.

What's left of him.

[thunder rumbling]

If you leave him out here, he'll die.

Come on, bring him in.

- [Hezekiah pants] Okay.
- Put him on the table.

Stick a log on the fire,
I'll give him brandy.

No, I drink whisky.

[Treacle] Yeah, and nothing else
but for the past year.

[grunts]

[Sugar chuckles] Good boy.

[Treacle] Come on, help me get his boots
off, see if his toes are blue.

You sold your socks for whisky?

Well, I drink Jack Mac's whisky.

[scoffs] Yeah, he also sells it
to rub on horses.

So get me some more real f*cking whisky!

- [sighs]
- Put him to bed and give him soup.

Why'd you help him?

I'd rather die on the cobbles
than be in debt to you.

If there is any debt,
I will collect it in the ring.

But me don't fight flyweights.

[groans] Watch my whisky.

[Esme] What's going on, Treacle?

Why has the prodigal son returned?

Just give me a hand to get him into bed.

[Esme] He's staying?

Only until he's dry.

Well, your funeral.

Esme.

When I look at you, I see an image
of a man that I loved and lost,

so I don't care to look.

And that's enough visitors for tonight.

Esme, wait.

The past is done.

Not for everyone.

[citizens chattering]

[bankers, customers chattering]

My name is Miss Swinney,
of the Wiltshire Swinneys.

I'd like to make a withdrawal.

Excuse me, Madam. [chuckles]

Do you have your paperwork?

Of course.

Hmm.

Well, this all seems to be in order.

Please follow me.

[teller] Sign here.

[exclaims]

Miss Cottam! Er, my clerk, Miss Cottam,
will be joining us.

She's new. I'm teaching her the ropes.

In these absurd modern times of ours,

it seems women and girls think
they can enter any profession.

Well, I'm inclined to agree.

- Ah, Miss Cottam.
- [door clangs]

Now the number of the boxes
where your items are stored?

Forty-five and six.

Certainly.

[g*n hammer c*ck]

[gasps]

Colt 45, six sh**ter.

Mathilda, what are you doing?
She's got a g*n.

Yeah, and you've got the master key
and you're gonna use it.

Now while Mathilda was learning the ropes,

she was also learning the contents.

- Go.
- Okay.

Number 23, number 38, number 47
are the gold items and pearls.

We ain't got all day. Open 'em up.

- [inhales sharply]
- Open 'em up!

The guards will be round soon.

Now the rubies and semi-precious.

Number 79 and 91.

- Here. [stammers]
- [Mary] Come on, David, love, hurry up.

Sorry, I don't remember
what came after 79.

After 79 comes 91.

Aw, there you are, the man in charge,
you can't remember.

She's just a girl, bottom rung
of the ladder, she don't forget a thing.

World's gotta change, David.

[exhales sharply] Hmm.

Random, what's in 32?

- Love letters.
- [Mary] Hmm.

Well, f*ck 32.

[Alice] That's all the good stuff in here.

[David] Mathilda,

I could've made you happy here.

[chuckles]

Well, yeah.

But like she said,
the world's gotta change.

[guard] Stop them!
Stop them, I say! Thieves!

I said stop them! Somebody!

- Come back here!
- [horse whinnies]

[exhales sharply]

[sighs]

All the diamonds and really expensive
stuff was kept in the safe.

Yeah, yeah, this will do it for now.

We, uh, just need...

a bit of collateral.

Don't want us showing up
in the newspapers.

Collateral for what?

For the dawn of a new era, Alice.

[choir] ♪ A sinner, come home ♪

[vendor 1] Get your masks
for All Hallows' Eve!

Get your masks!

♪ Come home ♪

♪ You who are weary come home ♪

[sighs]

[citizens chattering, shouting]

[Sugar] No straight line.

A great big f*cking circle.

Doctor said to stay in bed,

'cause there's a chance you'll take
a dive if you stand up.

- Did he say what I've got?
- [chuckles]

He drinks three bottles of Jack Mac's
liniment a day and asks what he's got.

You've got f*ck all, Sugar.

No money, no prospects, no friends.

How long was I gone away?

You don't even know how long. Jesus.

You've been on the cobbles for what,


Has Mary been around?

No.

She and her mother belong
to Indigo Jeremy now.

[Sugar] What about him?

He keeps the lodging house all to himself.

Since he was banned from boxing
in the West End,

he makes his bread and butter
fighting on the barges.

He's a man lost to darkness.

You and him are twins.

- Why is Esme here?
- Get some sleep.

What, you f*cking her?

Since Marianne left for Ireland,
Esme's been helping me.

I give her money and shelter.

It's obvious what you get in return.

In return? [scoffs]

She tells me where to be.

She tells me what time
the barrels will arrive.

She tells me what day it is.

She tells me that the blue devil
in the corner is just an old man sleeping.

'Cause since the f*cking beating
you gave me, Sugar...

I need a f*cking Esme around me.

[sniffs]

Because you left half of my senses
on that pub floor.

Doctor said to take these.

Well, I drink whisky.

So f*ck off.

Well, he said these are better
for what you've got.

Well, like you said,

I've got f*ck all.

Yeah.

What you've got is a brother
with a soft heart.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[puppeteer] That's the way to do it.

- Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
- Get your fresh chestnuts!

- May I have a bag?
- Of course you can, sir.

There you are. Enjoy them.
Have a good day.

[citizens speak inaudibly]

[vendor 2] What can I get you?

How are you doing, Belle?

Keep the husband talking for a little
bit longer and I can get him as well.

Hmm.

Can I warm my hands?
It's f*cking freezing.

- Of course you can, my lovely.
- [sighs, chuckles]

[vendor 2] Lovely weather
we're having, don't you think, sir?

[customer] Yes. [chuckles]

- Madam.
- A little chilly for my liking.

[vendor 2] There you are, sir.

You enjoy it. Have a good warm up.

[customer] Thank you very much.

[person] Help! Police!

Stop that woman!
She has my gold watch and chain!

- sh*t.
- [doormen shout]

- [vendor 2 yells]
- [doormen] Get her!

Stop that woman!

- Come back here!
- [grunts]

[people clamouring]

Hey!

Oi! Come back here!

[policeman] Oi! Let me past!

Stop her!

[horse whinnies]

If you don't wanna spend the night
in Holloway, get in.

[horse whinnies]

[exclaims]

Stop, thieves!

- [Belle] f*cking hell, Mary.
- [sighs]

Where the f*ck did you come from?

You have a strange way
of saying thank you.

- [grunts]
- Do you need help with your arm, Belle?

Don't need your help anymore, Mary.

We've managed well enough without you.

[Mary] Well, that's not what
it looked like to me.

[grunts]

You don't just need help, you need a plan.

But most of all, you need a queen,

the best queen
the Forty Elephants ever had.

One big f*cking circle.

We have a reason to come back here.

[Anne] What reason?

[knocks on door]

[citizens chattering]

This one.

Greetings on this All Hallows' Eve, Esme.

[sighs]

- [Belle] Where is everybody?
- We are everybody.

Mary, your letter said you
just wanted a social reunion

on All Hallows' Eve
to talk about old times.

Yeah.

To old times.

Yeah, but the minute you walked
through that door,

I could see you've got your
business face on and it scares me.

Mmm, me too.

What the f*ck does that look mean?

- Where's Treacle?
- [Esme] Upstairs in bed.

I heard he suffers headaches.

Since he took his beating, he talks
to the fire. He sees devils in the mirror.

He's so broke he don't notice
your fingers in the till.

[Belle] What happened to Treacle's wife?

[Mary] Marianne went back to Ireland.

She has gone to nurse her dying mother.

And the minute she goes off
to do good work,

Esme slips into her place
to lend him a hand.

Lends him parts
other than just her hand, I bet.

Oh, Mary still knows more about
everyone else than she does about herself.

By the way, how was New York?

Oh, right, you never made it, did you?

I only ask about Treacle
because while we're all gathered,

I wanted to speak
about something that's just for us.

If all goes well, the way will be clear
for a new venture.

All right, drink your whisky and f*ck off.

You, Esme, are suffering from a distinct
lack of ambition. All of you are.

But we're not dead, we're not in jail.

[Esme] She looks like she knows something.

Well, she always knows something.

Oh, hark at the sorcerer's apprentice.

Oh, I've missed this.

What exactly did you come here for,
Mary Carr?

[Alice] Mary, come on.

Tell the others what you told me.

Girls, wait till you hear.

- Holy f*ck.
- That's enough, Alice.

I have a plan.

And if you're in, then
and only then will I tell you everything.

Come on, Belle, we're leaving.

Right, go on then.

Plenty of women in London in need of £300
apiece in return for one night's work.

Maybe a half day here and there.

Some dressing up, some forgery,
some of this, some of that.

Some sitting, and laughing, and drinking,

and marvelling at how our betters can
be so stupid. You remember how it was.

Well, that's... What, you're all still here?

[Belle sighs] Here we go.

[Anne] It'll take more than empty promises
to convince us, Mary.

[Esme] And a pair of f*cking earrings.

[Mary] First I have
to get something ready.

I heard Treacle's not the only man
in the house tonight.

One of my many little birds told me,
Sugar is back in a blue coat.

Two chains to break...

Then I can go home, brother.

[Sugar snoring]

[grunts]

It's all right.

I know you're not real.

Yeah, that's right, I'm not.

The tablets have a real gold coating.

I think that's why they cost more.

They give you happy illusions.

Oh, and I'm your happy illusion.

- [grunts]
- [Mary chuckles]

Your hands are cold.

Treacle won't light the fires
because there's no one here.

I told him if you light the fires
people might come.

He's mean.

He puts numbers on the logs.

[Mary chuckles]

He'll drive this poor pub into the ground.

f*ck me.

You are real.

When I'm a ghost you're not afraid,
when I'm real you are.

What are you doing here?

Digging ditches, laying pipes,
running wires, getting prepared.

[sniffs]

What for?

You're gonna get better?

Morally no.

[Mary] Good. I'm gonna need you.

You've been drunk for months.

There's a king now,
the other side of the river.

The Forty Elephants have closed down.

Now's the time to wake up.

Sugar.

I need you back as the man you once was.

I can't find a f*cking cure for the booze.

Tablets don't work.

I've considered the river.

Right.

I need you to swear.

Beer only.

What, until you don't need me anymore?

Until this thing is done.

What thing?

The thing that begins tonight, Sugar.

[musicians]
♪ Hilo Johnny stand your ground ♪

[musicians]
♪ Sing, you Blackbird ♪

- You think?
- Hey?

[revellers chattering]

[musicians]
♪ Sing, you Blackbird ♪

♪ Oh, Hilo Johnny, stand your ground ♪

[all] ♪ Blackbird sung unto the crow ♪

[laughs]

♪ Away! Hey! Sally! ♪

♪ It's soon I'll be taking you in tow ♪

♪ Oh, Hilo Johnny, stand your ground ♪

♪ Sing, you Blackbird
Sing your song ♪

♪ Sing, you Blackbird ♪

- [revellers singing indistinctly]
- [door opens]

[Mary] Evening, Mother.

Successful day?

Didn't trouble the safe,
didn't want any fuss.

How much?

Hundred and fifty.

[bird chirps]

Then be a good little girl and take
your takings to your benevolent employer.

He's dying to see you.

[chattering]

[knocks on door]

Come in, Mary.

Always on time. Good girl.

[Mary] Indigo.

It's all real?

Of course.

No diamonds.

I didn't have a safe cr*cker.

You see, this is my theory proven
about men and women.

Women can g*ng up in a draper's store
and sweep the place clean.

A woman can turn the tears on
with a copper

or scream in the face
of a shopkeeper's apprentice.

But get 'em to do
something intellectual or dexterous,

needing wit and patience...

like cracking a safe...

The woman says, "I need Papa."

[laughs]

In this new way of doing things
we agreed on,

- a clear distinction will be drawn...
- [metal clicks, creaks]

- [thuds]
- ...as to what men do...

and what women do.

Men piss standing up.
Women piss sitting down.

God's law.

Don't try and change it.

I get 10% of the profits from
all my engagements, remember?

Oh. Oh, "engagements."
That's what you call it, is it?

Well, look.

I've had an idea.

About you and me.

Just checking the size.

We agreed we would conduct
our business as if we were both gentlemen.

Words don't make you a man.

It's okay, Mary. I'm not proposing.

Not yet.

Before you buy a horse,
you ride it first, right?

The natural way for a man
and a woman to be in God's eyes.

[sniffs, kisses]

He above.

- [people cheering, chattering]
- [Indigo kisses]

She below.

I need you to get below, Mary.

[pounds on window]

- Brother, Indigo. Come and look.
- f*ck off.

There's a mummer.

A mummer's come to bless us on Halloween.

- He wants to wish you luck. Come on.
- Tell him to f*ck off.

No, no.

Indigo.

- We're starting a new venture, you and me.
- [people singing]

And this is... this is a sign.

It's a good omen.

Just open the door.

Give him a drink.
[stammers, chuckles] It's good luck.

[chuckles]

[people singing]

[singing continues]

Drink this.

And then f*ck off.

- [Hezekiah] For Alec.
- [hammer c*ck]

- [singing stops]
- [people gasping, screaming]

[people clamouring]

[grunts]

[Mary sobbing, groaning]

- Is he dead, Mary?
- [sobbing]

Yeah, he's... [sobs] ...he's dead.

[Bull] f*ck.

- [Jane] Too late for a doctor.
- [Mary sobs]

Call a mortician.

Call the coppers.

Don't trouble the coppers with this.

Those who are left will want
to avenge this k*lling themselves.

Whoever did this, we will find the f*ck.

I will string him up,
and we will gut him like a f*cking pig.

Well, go on, then. f*cking go after him!

You two. Go help him with it.

- Careful, careful, careful, careful.
- [Jane sobs]

- [Mary] Take his head.
- [Jane sobs]

- [Mary, Jane sobbing]
- [people clamouring]

[door closes]

Got the key to the safe
when I was sobbing over his body.

You could have made a living
on the stage, Mary.

Cobbles are my stage.

You and I have an arrangement.

If you overstep the line too soon,
we'll both lose.

With the king gone,
they'll fight amongst themselves.

And just when they're tired of fighting,

we will introduce them
to the queen of all elephants.

Queen Mary.

We will no longer work for the men.
The men will work for us.

And to make that happen,
you leave the drawing of lines to me.

[Hezekiah] One last chain.

Then I can go home, Brother.

- Now that's done, I wanted to say--
- There is nothing to say.

[seagulls squawking]

We both wanted the same man dead.

Him dead.

Our arrangement worked.

You're free.

And what about you?

[Mary] Who is he?

The man who k*lled my family.

Hez, you can't come back from this.

I am already damned.

I feel a pulse.

You can feel mine.

One more chain, then I'll go home.

[seagulls squawking]

[groaning]

- Hey, be careful with that.
- All right.

This is it. This is home.

[Jack] I have a customer for you.
They need a place to stay.

The rooms are gone.

Ghosts don't pay rent.

Show him, Duval.

I just need shelter.

Where he get his gold?

In Paris, we robbed banks.

So him a criminal.

I'm an anarchist.

We fight for the people
against the greed of the unjust few.

He just watched his father die.

The French police shot him like a dog.

- You take pity on him, Hezekiah.
- I don't want pity.

[Hezekiah] You want revenge.

[scoffs]

[breathes sharply]

[seagulls squawking]

My apologies, Mr. Murtagh.

When I make requests, they come as
an extension of Her Majesty the Queen.

It'd be wise to do as you're asked
and to arrive on time. Go on.

I've had word
that a boat landed last night,

potentially carrying dangerous contraband.

Could be the Frenchman you're looking for.

And if they came from France,
then he was smuggled by the river.

That's a network with cracks.

[grunts]

- [stone plops]
- [exhales sharply]

Anarchism is a quiet movement
until it strikes.

And Charles Duval is a skilled man
renowned for striking.

And I hear he has a taste for dynamite.

Imagine, if you will, Officer Brenner,
dynamite finding its way into Wapping.

I want to know everything
that happens in the East End,

and if there is even a hint of dissent,
your head will be the first to roll.

[Vance] Just find him.

[bell tolling]

[bell tolling continues]

[Sugar] Dear Lord...

on this holiest of days,

please help me to start a new beginning.

Please help me to get through. [sighs]

[Sugar] Please help me
to resist the temptation.

But I do not have the strength.

Please give me the strength.

[door opens, closes]

[sighs]

Please.

[chattering]

[horse blusters, groans]

[horse blusters]

[Victoria] Mr. Moscow.

Do you remember me?

- Yes. Victoria Davies.
- Yeah.

And you are here? In Wapping.

I came to find you, actually.

I learned that since the fight,
you have not put your gloves back on.

[sighs] In, uh... In the places
where I fight these days,

no gloves are allowed.

Miss Davies, I...
I have business to attend to.

Sorry. I-I have to...

He-Hezekiah.

You should know that the death
of your opponent was not your fault.

Buster Williams was already sick
from a thousand blows.

Yours was just the last one.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I have a proposition for you.

This is my address.

A friend of mine needs someone
to teach him how to box.

Thank you, Miss Davies,

but I'm booked on a ship that leaves
for Jamaica next week, so...

Ah.

Well, I will be waiting for you
on Saturday.

I bought you a gift.

I hope it will remind you who you are.

All you have to do, Hezekiah Moscow,
is the thing you were born to do.

You have a choice.

[horse whinnies]