"[PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]" "ALL [CHANTING]:" "Scab, scab, scabl" "Come on, boys, let's get in there!" "Come on, move it, move it, move it!" "Get out of the way, everybody!" "Ladies and gentlemen..." "[BRASS BAND PLAYING]" "BOY:" "Relief fund, spare a penny?" "Relief fund." "[CHATTERING]" "Joshua." "Your piece is magnificent." "The steward, Daniel." "I need him." " Where is he?" "At the picket with the pamphleteers." "[IN RUSSIAN]" "[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]" "MORRIS:" "The state is nothing but organized force." "But the courage of our dockland brothers is spreading." "Men stand, at last, eye to eye with the cheap doll of the state stripped of her tinsel trappings." "At last, brothers, yes." "The veil torn asunderfor all time." "[MEN CHATTERING]" "[DOG BARKING NEARBY]" "[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]" "REID:" "Emily?" "Should I not wait outside, sir?" "No, no." "She'll be cheered by the visit, I'm sure." "Emily, I'm with Bennet." "Emily?" "[PIGEON COOING]" "REID:" "What on earth is going on?" "Mrs. Reid." "I'll, uh..." "I'll wait in the parlor." "I heard a crashing in here." "The poor creature came down the flue." "I made to catch it then found myself sitting." "Looking at her books." "Hertoys." "The music box you gave her." "I've barely entered this room in a year, Edmund and I've scarcely seen you all week." "This strike, it's taking up all my time." "I'll be home tonight, I promise." "I brought you these before even the florists down tools." "I want it cleared, Edmund." "What?" "This room, all of it." "I want it cleared." "I believe she went to church, sir." "Ah." "Inspector, I know this must be a difficult time for you." "And for Mrs. Reid." "I mean, I know a year does not begin to ease the pain of losing her." "Thank you, Bennet." "[KNOCK ON DOOR]" "MAN:" "Inspector Reid?" "DRAKE:" "Neighbors had been complaining about the whiff of gas, apparently." "Front was tarted up like a Cremorne grotto." "[COUGHING]" "Do you take this for a gas blast?" "The force didn't come from the pipes." " Then where?" "I'm working on it." "DRAKE:" "Poor bugger." "JACKSON:" "You can forget about gas, Reid." "Here's yourdetonator." " A bomb?" "JACKSON:" "Yeah." "Found blasting caps behind the shelves." "Our boy was definitely a bomb-builder." "My guess is his dynamite was unstable." "Take him back to Leman Street." "We need to find out who he was." "Hobbs, to the Yard, full emergency, man." "We've a bomber." "Should I tell the ones who was here?" "What?" "Two of them, sir." "Before you three arrived." " Who?" "Didn't give their names, sir." "Just said they was Yard." "Took one look, they did, then made off in their hansom." "This rag's from Berner Street." "That's a rock we need to kick over first." "The Workers' Educational Club." "DRAKE:" "Come on, lads." "[BANG ON DOOR]" "MONRO:" "The Special Branch, Reid." "Made the scene straightaway then struck directly at the vermin's nest." "Is this the start of a campaign, sir?" "What are we facing?" "I'm assured the matter is in hand." "I have the bomber's remains here." " We have yet to identify..." " Jew, name of Bloom." "Rabid anarchist and revolutionary of the Berner Street slough." "The Special Branch had been watching him forsome time." "Perhaps they should have watched closer." "MONRO:" "Bloom's death is a Special Branch case." "You stick to the strike." "None of us are safe from the leftist cancer." " Have you read this?" " Yes, I'm aware of that." ""Should the strikers' action persist in paralyzing our docks the great machine by which 5 million people are fed and clothed will come to a dead stop." "And what is to be the end of it all?" What indeed." "The strikers are hardly revolutionists, sir." "Working men deserve fair pay." "Last week, a dozen dockers who tried to work had their bones cracked." "A constable from J-Division went home with a bloodied nose." " All I..." "The great machine is breaking down." "With the greatest of respect, sir the strikers number in theirthousands." "A handful of troublemakers does not make them all anarchists." "Firebrands and ruffians, Reid." "Who must be brought to heel if social order is to prevail." "And the East End is the root of it." "What do you suggest, sir?" "Well, I believe you still have a Pinkerton on yourticket?" "You don't seem to be hearing me, Reid." "Not a chance." "Every man in my shop is a known face." " None with your experience." "I envy them." " I told you there was coin in it." "I told you it was dirty work." "Does every Pinkerton's conscience plague him thus?" "Why don't you find a Pinkerton and ask him?" " I'm a surgeon, not a strike-breaker." "We are simply trying to keep order." "Last time they told me that, eight policemen wound up dead with half the town on fire." "This is not the Wild West." "Neither was Chicago." "The violent elements need to be picked out." "Now, I wish there were someone else I could ask, but there is not." " You will oblige me..." "I'm not gonna put down working men for goddamn plutocratic high mucketymucks  or Monro has told me to arrest you." "Forwhat?" "For whatever I please." "For whoremongering, for brawling, for pistol-wielding, for card-fixing." "If there is a decency upheld by law in this land it is a law you will have broken, so do not test me." "Well?" "You can get to it after you've dealt with our man Bloom here." "He's got a name now?" "So it seems." "JACKSON:" "You wanna see what else he's got?" "Stab wound?" "JACKSON:" "Stabbed once." "With skill." "Straight into the heart." "He didn't blow himself up." "He was already dead when the bomb went off." "Send a full report on yourway to the docks." "ARTHERTON:" "Inspector, you've a visitor." "May I offer you some water, Miss Goren?" "Inspector, I..." "I need to talk to you about the man who died in the blast." "Bloom?" "His name is Joshua." "I come on behalf of his brother to request you release his remains." "Swift burial is our custom, inspector." "May I ask how you knew Mr. Bloom?" "We fled Kiev together." "Traveled, on to London." "Were you aware of his politics?" "I knew his beliefs and his hatred of violence." "The man I knew is no bomb-maker." "Do you understand?" "Forgive me, these were secreted amongst his affairs." "Do they mean anything to you?" "You recognize these men?" "No, but I've seen enough of Russian soldiers to last me a lifetime." "These uniforms are Russian?" "This also." "The letters, at least, but I don't understand it." "It's gibberish." "I should very much like to show these to Joshua's brother." " Isaac is grieving, inspector." "I appreciate that..." "Then you'll appreciate he's unlikely to want visitations from policemen who believe his brotherwished to dynamite London." "I should like to speak to him because I believe his brotherwas murdered." "Will you allow me to show him?" "I am sorry for you, Miss Goren." "Thank you." "The policeman and the blackleg, savage hirelings both." "And faced with theirfists, batons, bitter treachery must we not ask, is protest enough?" "PROTESTERS:" "No!" "Mere protest." "When has vicious power ever heeded mere protest?" "PROTESTERS:" "Never!" "And faced with mere protest vicious power will crush your strike to dust." "Protest will be heard!" "You anarchists just want a war with all that is." "All we want is fair pay." "War has been forced upon us." "And the choice is not how we call ourselves." "The choice is slavery and hunger, or liberty and bread." "PROTESTERS:" "Yeah!" "And if, with me, you choose the latter then to arms." "To arms, say I." "A stake through the hearts of those vampires who will rule you!" "[CHEERING AND SHOUTING]" "Today, on this very dock let us meet force with righteous force." "Yeah!" "[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]" "[LAUGHING]" "[MUSIC STOPS]" "[CHILDREN CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]" "HOBBS:" "Sir!" "Sir!" "Inspector Reid, sir." "Isaac will be a moment, inspector." " May I offer you some tea?" "Thank you." "[CHILD CRYING NEARBY]" "ISAAC:" "Please." "Do not touch it." "These are Fibonacci spirals." "[SPEAKS IN LATIN]" "[IN ENGLISH] The inspector knows his logarithmics." "Isn't it something?" "Morphogenesis, evolution of pattern." "Galileo said mathematics was the language with which God has written the universe." "I seek the hidden words." "You might term it a kind of detective work." "In my detective work, lfind little evidence of God." "But you seek order in all things, inspector." "The notion of meaningless chaos is abhorrent to you." "Raw anarchy." "I know what the word anarchy means to you policemen but you don't know what it meant to my brother." "An-arkhos, without ruler." "No more nor less." "[SIGHS]" "Joshua believed in altruism mutuality, peaceful end to man's dominion over man." "He railed against force of all kinds." "What was he doing with dynamite?" "Deborah says you are trustworthy, Inspector Reid." "And that you believe Joshua was murdered." "What do you know of the Okhrana?" "The Russian secret police." "Agents of hate." "Forthem, a Jew with radical ideas is a double foe." "Mr. Bloom, this is not Russia." "Don't be naive, inspector." "Since they crushed the revolutionaries at home the Okhrana has widened its jurisdiction." "They're in Berlin, Paris, London." "Berner Street was sanctuary to plenty of exiled radicals and Joshua believed they had a spy." "He told me he'd obtained evidence." " The box?" " Mm-hm." "This was his evidence." "I'm sure of it." "Eh..." "A cipher, and a complex one." "Military." " Can you decrypt it?" " Mm-hm." "In time, but there is no riddle to this." "Soldiers of the Russian empire." "Joshua identified the Berner Street spy and I think he was killed for it." "One of these men is my brother's killer." "He murdered Joshua and left a bomb to smear all radical thinkers." "That is what they do, inspector." "Why do you imagine so many have fled Russia?" "May I walk you somewhere, Miss Goren?" "I would not like to keep you from your duties." "No, it's quite all right." "BOY:" "Relief fund." "Give a penny." "GOREN:" "Oh." "BOY:" "Relief fund." "Is the basic dignity of the working man too revolutionary for you, inspector?" "No, I have no issue with the strike." "I fear its spread." "I hearthe biscuit makers are out in solidarity." "Howeverwill H Division cope?" "Well, we intend to riot all the way down Leman Street." "[GOREN CHUCKLES]" "You may not believe this, inspector, but you and Joshua were not so different." "Ah, he would have loathed everything I stand for." "He loathed injustice." "He looked around him, saw what was broken and devoted his life to try and fix it." "By dismantling civilization?" "Inspector, if this is civilization you may count me thoroughly curious to witness barbarism." "[CLAMORING]" "Come on, gents, let's give the men some space, please!" "PROTESTERS [CHANTING]:" "Scabsl Scabsl" "Move along now." "Just move it along." " Who wants to turn a blackleg green?" " You stand aside." "This stuff's bloody poison." "You're the poison, crusher." "Back off." "Now." "[SHOUTING AND CHANTING CONTINUES]" "MORRIS:" "Behold." "The scab sheep and their herding bitch." "You move along, all of you." "MORRIS:" "Piss off, copper." "You heard me." "I said clearout." "MORRIS:" "Smash the bastards!" "[MOB SHOUTING]" "[GRUNTING]" "Revolution begins with decapitation of the State." "Who wants to carve the pig?" "You?" "You then." "Are you warriors or gutless lackeys?" "You." "Or I'll have your eyes." "JACKSON:" "I wanna do it." "MORRIS:" "Throat first so he can't scream." "[GRUNTING]" "[GUNSHOT]" "MORRIS:" "What do they call you, Yankee?" "Richards." "Peter Morris." "So, what's an American doing in Whitechapel with a gun under his coat?" "I left the last town under a cloud." "Which town was that?" "Chicago." "You were at the Haymarket?" "Are you a Pinkerton?" "Ha." "We heard reports of theirtreachery." "Factory owners didn't like the workers turning Red so the bastards hired the Pinks." "Spying scum." "Crawled into us like a screwworm, tuming brother on brother." "It's said that a Pinkerton threw the bomb." "Eighty thousand marching in peace." "Speeches fordays with not a man harmed." "Then the police came to move us and the Pinks knew how to bury us." "Yeah, it was a goddamn Pinkerton, all right." "I saw the bomb leave his hand." "Then I saw bodies blown to pieces in a city at war while the best men of the revolution went to the scaffold for it." "Their murders shall not be in vain forthe Pinkertons did us a service." "Yes, a service." "Let us be known for brutal force." "Let terror be our tool." "Freedom is not given, it is taken." "The men they hanged in Chicago were martyrs." "The men that they hanged in Chicago were my brothers and I've come here to see that fight through." "Then we need more soldiers like you." "What we need is escalation." "We shall talk further, American." "Tomorrow, the struggle begins anew." "[MERCHANTS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]" "REID:" "Who's handling the Bloom case at the Yard?" "Man's name is Constantine, golden boy of the Special Branch." "REID:" "The Okhrana is mixed up in it." "FRED:" "Russian spies in Whitechapel." "It's a new world." "Ed." "Edmund?" "Let it go, friend." "This is my division, not Constantine's." "I'm not talking about your damn Russian." "I'm talking about your daughter." "You do not understand." "I understand better than anyone else and you know that." "It's been a year." "Let it go." "Emily asked me to clear her room." "Clear it." "Erase herfrom our home." "A mother's grief." "For a child who lives." " Edmund..." "She's out there, Fred." "I feel it." "But I, uh..." "The same dream." "Almost a yearto the day." "And every night, the same." "Shadows swarming round her and..." "She lives." "I've a hansom." "I'll take you home." "These are my streets." "I'll walk them." "Uh, I'm not sure I fully understand, sir." "How can I be clearer, Reid?" "You pull your American and you do it now." "But the strike?" "If I decide to alter the tactics of our policing I may do so without your consultation, inspector." "As you wish." "[REID CLEARS THROAT]" "Commissioner, I should like a word with Superintendent Constantine of the Special Branch." "Concerning?" "Concerning the part of the Russian Okhrana in the murder of Joshua Bloom." "Reid, have you or have you not been told this is not your damned case?" "I would have thought you had enough on your plate bringing some semblance of order to this hellhole of a division." "Or have I missed something?" "Did you manage to catch your whore killer who made a bloodbath of your streets?" "Or does he remain amok while you skip afterfanciful notions of Russian assassins?" "I will tolerate no further insubordination." "Do you understand?" "Hobbs, get out of uniform and get down to the dock." "Find Jackson, tell him..." "Peter Morris." "Berner Street radical." "He would've had the sergeant's head here for a football." "I want him in irons." "Where did you follow him?" "Show me." "I followed him west along the river, to this house here." "This house?" "Chesham House?" "You're certain?" "This is the Russian embassy." "You said Morris was at Berner Street." "Look at that." "Do you see him?" "JACKSON:" "That's him." "That's Peter Morris." "REID:" "This is our killer." "Morris is Bloom's Russian spy." "He wants me to meet him later." "Go with." "Bring him in." "Be careful." " Where are you going?" "Going to see some Russians." "Oh, Jackson, I, uh..." "I, uh..." "You're welcome." "I think not." "I'm not presenting it for debate." "He was followed from Whitechapel." "You've a Jew problem there, no?" "In Russia, we stamp them out." "In England, you throw yourdoors wide open." "I'm sorry you find our liberties so distasteful, Mr. Volsky." "And I am sorry it has taken you so long to curtail them." "I heard that, uh, at last you have raided a den of Jew radicals." "Finish the job, inspector." "Crush them." "Or they will murder yourqueen no less viciously than they murdered ourtsar." "REID:" "You sent Peter Morris to London to stirthem up and paint them black." "I believe theirflag was already black." "Inspector, Russia is not the source of every malady that afflicts Britannia nor of every dead Hebrew found in Whitechapel." "I'm sorry I can't be of more help." "How do you know he was Jewish?" "The man I believe Morris killed." "You said dead Hebrew." "I didn't say he was Jewish." "Aren't they all?" "In yourfoul warren?" "Now, if you will excuse me, inspector I have to attend to more pressing matters of state." "Good day." "Stand Morris down or I'll see him hang." "ARTHERTON:" "Inspector." "This one, ahem, says he knows you." "It's polyalphabetic." "I was able to use Kasiski's test." " And?" "A communiqué about a soldier." "Commander Yevgeny Zotkin, expert in sabotage and explosives sent here by the Okhrana." "Zotkin." "He's going by the name Morris." "He was at the Russian embassy." "Inspector, the communiqué describes his mission." "To smearanarchists and radicals." "To bomb London in their name." " Where?" "It does not say." "Only that he is to unleash death and havoc on the city." "I need to know the target." "How can I stop a bomb if I don't know the target?" "Hobbs!" "All divisions, full alert." "We have proof a Russian bomber's at large." "And wire Monro, I'm coming to the Yard." "NORWOOD:" "Let us battle no more." "Sirs, I stand here to offer not rancor, but reason." "Has not this warexhausted us?" "Can we, any of us, face yet more grim attrition?" "Enough, I say." "MAN:" "Then give us ourtanner." "PROTESTERS:" "Yeah!" "NORWOOD:" "Good sirs, good sirs!" "Would you allow socialists and communists to bankrupt?" "JACKSON:" "He wants to meet on the corner." "Watch my back and get the son of a bitch." "MAN:" "We march under no flag, Mr. Norwood neither red nor black." "We wave the banner only of fairness and ask for a fair sixpence." "NORWOOD:" "There can be no wage raise." "It is impossible." "[PROTESTERS BOOING]" "Men, are not your pantries empty?" "Do not your children hunger more by the day?" "Your jobs, good, paying toll, remain for you." "The company is prepared to forgive, yes, to rehire any man who longs forcoin in his pocket and bread in his belly." "[PROTESTERS BOOING]" "REID:" "Wrong turn." "Driver!" "CONSTANTINE:" "I'm Superintendent Constantine." "You wished to speak to me." "There is a Russian bomber in the city." "Mm, about that." "Stay away from Yevgeny Zotkin." "You think we don't know who he is, Reid?" "That you're ahead of the game?" "Yes, Zotkin is Peter Morris." "When the Russians sent him here, we were wise to it, arrested him." "Then why is he on the loose?" "Because we made him our agent too, you bloody fool." "The Russians are right about the anarchists..." "And we share an aim, to flush them to the gutter." "You share an aim?" "Zotkin was sent to make London burn." "I'm keeping London saferthan you know." "Zotkin's been feeding us information from his embassy." "He's on my leash now, not the Russians'." "And who tugged his leash to kill Bloom?" " Bloom was a menace." "He was a pacifist." "He had ideas, Reid, and people listened." "Ideas are far more dangerous than any bomb." "Do you want the Paris Commune rebuilt here?" "Open waron the streets of London?" "I already have explosions on my streets." "You are an accessory to murder and Monro shall hearof this." "MONRO:" "I can hear perfectly well, inspector." "Commissioner, you allowed this?" "I allowed Zotkin to be deployed among the anarchists." "To provoke them, to break them down, to discredit Bloom not to detonate him." "Zotkin had no choice." "But then it became apparent that nobody here was able to follow their damn orders." "If he'd merely planted dynamite on Bloom, Bloom could still have exposed him." "You gave Zotkin the dynamite?" "Yes, Reid, and thanks to me, the Berner Street cesspit is no more." "Sir, our best asset remains Zotkin, not Reid's Yankee pox doctor." "With Zotkin, I can end this bloody strike before our city falls apart." "And that is the only matter in hand, the defense of the realm." "MONRO:" "Constantine is right." "These are desperate times." "You have your duties at H Division, inspector." "Retum to them." "You're privy to this only because your pitiful attempts at investigation are a hindrance." "I need not stress the import of discretion." "Go to hell." "You used to like water, didn't you, Reid?" "Boats." "You and Mathilda." "Yeah, what a terrible loss." "A little girl, so innocent of ourworld." "How well you did to shield her from all its jagged shadows." "You could never blame yourself, Reid." "And norcould Emily." "Why ever should she have reason to blame you?" "Well, we know, don't we?" "The import of discretion, inspector." "Oh." "And your Yankee." "I may have a use for him after all." "Good day." "MORRIS:" "Comrade." "You'd better have a bunch of roses for me because I don't like being stood up." "It could not be helped." "I was being followed." "Police." " You lose them?" "Police are idiot dogs." "For a man of wit and purpose, gulling them is child's play." "Let's get a drink." "It's easy to talk of escalation." "But talk achieves nothing, Mr. Richards." "We must ask ourselves:" "How deep is our conviction?" "How broad our courage?" "I came here to win a war." "That blade." "Indian, isn't it?" "What of it?" "You been?" "There are police spies among ourcomrades here." "Did you know that, Mr. Richards?" " I had heard it." "My lodgings are being watched." "We'll talk further at yours." "You son of a bitch, I'll kill both of you ba..." "[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]" "I know who killed Joshua, and I know why." "But I cannot do anything about it." "He is protected." " By whom?" "By the police." "I was wrong." "He was nothing like you." "He was unafraid to pursue the truth." " Please leave." " Deborah..." "In Russia, the police drove us from our homes." "They murdered, tortured with impunity." "Joshua saved my life, inspector." "We came here because we thought we'd be safe." " Get out." " Ah!" "Get out!" "Out!" "I'm sorry." " Are you hurt?" " No, no." "Let me see." "What happened to you?" "At first, I felt its shadow then I saw the second boat bearing down on us." "The hull split." "We were thrown down the deck." "Mathilda..." "Mathilda slid away from me." "Something fell." "Something molten, crushing." "And I could not reach her." "Watched hervanish overthe side." "Then everything went dark." " I'm so sorry." "They neverfound her." "They found bodies, they dredged the water, accounted for every soul." "But five..." " Five?" "Five people did not die that day." "How, I do not know, but, uh, it is so, must be so." "And Mathilda is one of them." "She's alive, Miss Goren." "I feel it." "I feel it in my marrow." "Does yourwife have this sense also?" "Perhaps it is too hard for her to cling to so frail a..." "It is not frail." "I'm..." "It was my fault." "How could that be?" "And they knew." "They knew." "[CHILDREN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]" "Hello." "That's nice." " Thank you, Miss Goren." "Whateverfor, inspector?" "Morris, sir." "I'm afraid he, um..." "We weren't able to, um..." "Miss Goren." " Sir, if I may?" "I'm going home." "[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]" "Edmund?" "Is something the matter?" "I, uh..." "I needed..." "Your weeds?" "Your mourning weeds." "I have to." "Excuse me." "I'm to the shelter." "Please don't." "Please." "Please stay." "Stay with me here a while." " They need me." "I need you!" "Could you consider that once." "Just once before your shelter and your church?" "CONSTANTINE:" "At last you rouse." "I was beginning to fear Mr. Morris had damaged what little brains you have." " Where's Susan?" "CONSTANTINE:" "Locked up with herwhores." "Be a helpful fellow and I shan't fling them all in the syphilitic asylum." "Who the hell are you?" "I am Superintendent Constantine." "Police?" "Morris is yours?" "Get Reid." "H Division." "Now." "Edmund Reid can't help you, Homer." "So, what do you want?" "No more than your mark." "This is a confession." "Your confession." "That you plotted this very day with the help of otherstrike supporters and foul leftist denizens the bombing of a dock company warehouse." "And by the grace of God, or yourown stupidity an empty warehouse." "But a terrorist act nonetheless against a noble champion of commerce." "How could you?" "I imagine the authorities will need to meet such an escalation of strike tactics with decisive force." "You'd let Morris bomb the city to break a strike?" "You're a goddamn maniac." "And you, Homer, were an anarchist in the Haymarket massacre." "I was a Pinkerton." "Hmm." "Allow me to share with you my intriguing discovery." "In the last 10 years no Captain HomerJackson has boarded a ship from America nor disembarked one here." "And the Pinkertons seem never to have heard of you." "All of which begs a question." "Is HomerJackson real?" "Is he flesh and blood the hearty stuff of man or but a ghostly vapor of dim fancy?" "[JACKSON GRUNTING]" "We have need of a scapegoat, captain." "And you are he." "Ah." " Sign." "JACKSON:" "Listen to me, Constantine." "I've known men like Morris before." "He ain't your running dog." "I had to stop him from gutting a policeman." "You think you're handling him?" "He's handling you." "[JACKSON YELLS]" "Sign." "You don't really seem to be hearing me." "Morris does not give a shit about your empty warehouse and you're giving him free reign to blow a hole in London!" "Ah!" "CONSTANTINE:" "We need to fix that ugly mouth of yours." "[JACKSON GRUNTING]" "JACKSON [MUFFLED]:" "I'll sign it!" "I'll sign it!" "I'll sign it." "I'll sign it." "[GRUNTS]" "Come and get your cream, Peaches." "[POUND YELLS]" "Who are you?" "My name's Homer Jackson." "[GRUNTING]" "And I'm all flesh and blood." "ABBERLINE:" "Hello, Ed." " Tea?" "Why not?" "They knew it all, Fred." "The Special Branch." "How could they know?" "I confided once in but one living soul." "So how could they know about Mathilda?" "I had to." "They gave me no choice." "You know how they are now." "They said you'd compromised their operation." "Defense of the realm?" "Monro sent me a last warning." "Unless you rescind, consent to silence he will concoct a premise for your disgrace and expulsion." "Jackson?" "Constantine." "Give me that goddamn chair." "He's sent Morris out with a bomb." "He thinks the target is an empty warehouse." "But Morris is playing him, I know it." "Constantine, where is he?" "Out cold in the whores' boudoir." "Then we finish this." "Get me Drake!" "Now!" "[GRUNTS]" "You've lost your mind, inspector." " Zotkin's bomb." "Where?" "I'll have you thrown out of the police." "Try again." "Perhaps you should ask Superintendent Constantine." "You gulled him, not me." "I had the communiqué decoded." "Zotkin is not here to vandalize a derelict warehouse." "His plan is to wreak havoc and death." "Where?" "[CHUCKLES]" "The chess game ourtwo empires are playing in:" "India, Persia, Afghanistan." "This is the game we play here in London." "Do you know what we call it in Russia?" "Tuniry Teney, Tournament of Shadows." "And that is what you are chasing, inspector, a shadow." "And the closer you try to shine your little torch the less you will ever see." "Now, let me out before I declare you an enemy of the Russian empire." "Your Zotkin was sent to prey on desperate men foment them give them the taste of the blood of fatted rulers." "Would've had them slaughter my sergeant." "Imagine what meat they'd make of you." "They will do nothing because there is a cloud of death coming forthis city and they will be the first among thousands to taste its bitter rain." "The chemical store where he jumped me they was unloading Paris Green." "That's arsenic." "He blows that, he's gonna poison half the city." "VOLSKY:" "The game's already over, Reid." "And you lost." "Sergeant, release Mr. Volsky." "[VOLSKY YELLS]" "You can't do this!" "Reid!" "[WOMAN LAUGHING]" "[PEOPLE CLAMORING]" "MAN:" "Open the gates!" "[TICKING]" "Shit." "[RUSTLING]" "He's here." "Find it." "Find the bomb." "[TICKING]" "[JACKSON YELLS]" "REID:" "Zotkin." "Hey!" "REID:" "Can you defuse them?" "You help him." "Come on." "Get up." "Turn the small one so the clockwork faces towards me." "Be careful." "One down." "Zotkin, it's over." "MORRIS [IN RUSSIAN ACCENT]:" "Edmund Reid." "It's barely begun." "I doubt that imbecile Constantine will forgive me this time." "But you're going to let me walk away." "That's right, inspector, follow my voice." "JACKSON:" "Take this." "Clamp the black one." "DRAKE:" "This one?" "JACKSON:" "Yeah, steady." "DRAKE:" "It's still turning." " Put another one in." " I don't have another one." "JACKSON:" "Got a match?" "DRAKE:" "A match?" "Give me a match, goddamn it." "[TICKING]" "[TICKING STOPS]" "[SIGHS]" "Neither of us wishes to meet death today, inspector." "But only one of us fears her not." "You will let me walk away." "Or you will burn with me and every ton of arsenic, mercury, sulfur." "Ourcinders in a poison rainbow over London and every drawn breath tumed into venom." "Maybe they were right." "The anarchists who preach beauty in destruction." "The beauty of your precious city crippled." "The beauty of your Jew radicals bearing all blame." "Do svidanya, inspector." "[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]" " What?" "Beware your shadow." "Glass jaw." "Needless to say, the Yard is wholly appreciative of your efforts." "What about Constantine?" "The man is a disgrace." "His days at the Special Branch are over." "Once he's handed Zotkin back to the Russians." " Once he's what?" " Orders have been handed down." " From whom?" "From the Home Secretary, Reid." "You're aware of the empire's issues with Hindustan." "Some months ago, the Russians captured two of ouroperatives along the border." "Zotkin will be traded forthem." "This man intended to bomb London." "He must stand trial and be sentenced." "I'd like to see that Russian bastard swing no less than you." "But it's over, Reid." "Zotkin returns to his own." "Without his disruption, the strikers have won the day." "Let order resume in our city." "[CHATTERING]" "MAN:" "Thanks for your time." "Miss Goren." "Inspector." "[GOREN SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]" "I am sorry I could not do more." "Joshua was right." "Justice has become a commodity." "Is this the shadow of what is to be, inspector?" "My brother used to say:" ""The future belongs to men of reason not of faith."" " On that, I would agree with him." " Mm." "Yet there are scholars of the Talmud who tell us the day we throw off the shackles of government and accept no authority but God's none will hurt or destroy." "They say we shall have then the true orderof universal harmony." "And you share his belief?" "I'm not a prophet or a revolutionist." "I'm a mathematician." "And mathematics tells us something different." "The entropy of the universe tends to a maximum." "Do you understand?" "A little." "Disorder, inspector." "Everything from the smallest system to our entire world moves always, irretrievably from order into chaos." "And there's nothing to be done about it." "Do you share that belief?" "No." "Well, perhaps you are, after all, a man of faith." "The next matterto which we attend." "We find her, there he will be also." "SUSAN:" "Any man otherthan you would have caused me less trouble." "[GIRL SCREAMS]" "JACKSON:" "Long day?" "The longest." "[English" " US" " SDH]"