TURN: Washington's Spies (2014–2017): Season 3, Episode 5 - Hypocrisy, Fraud, and Tyranny - full transcript
( water dripping )
This lot's
the foul-tempered sort.
Big enough to be worth a worry,
but we know how to handle him.
( lock clicks )
Leave us now, please.
Henry Dawkins?
Hmm.
Born in London,
accomplice to Isaac Ketcham.
If by accomplice you mean the
whittler who done set me up.
You never claimed innocence
during your trial.
Oh, is that what
I should have done?
Where were you, sir?
I have the power to release you
from this place this instant.
But first I need the truth.
Did you do
what they said you did?
Why?
Because I need you
to do it again.
( chatter )
( door opens )
Major.
A double edition, no doubt.
I wonder what
the bloody news is now.
Mr. Rivington
is in the fashion
of reporting the news
before it happens.
Perhaps some great victory
is expected soon.
( scoffs ) I've heard of
no such thing planned.
It's nearly winter,
for God's sake.
( clears throat )
Robbie boy,
round up some drinks.
I'll take them down
to our friends.
- Nothing too strong, eh?
- Of course...
James.
I do hope that this
increase in circulation
you appear to be preparing for
won't cause a spike
in advertising prices.
Two of my presses
have been drafted
into service by the Royal Army.
- Oh?
- We're making...
Continentals.
Those sacks were stuffed with paper
taken from the rebel's own supply.
Philadelphia paper
with silk fibers
and isinglass for the
real look and feel.
André plans to flood
the rebel states with them.
He'll devalue the currency.
Yes, bankrupt the bastards.
False Congress notes
for a false Congress, eh?
( laughs )
But for those lucky few
who get in on the action early,
a fortune can be had.
Let it never be said
that I don't pay your share
in a timely manner, partner.
There's little to do
with these inside York City.
Even a boring Quaker
such as yourself
has a friend or two
in the London trade.
Fine, keep the bridle on.
But my advice is spend these soon before
they're worth less than wallpaper.
In that case...
I'd like to buy
an advertisement.
♪ Hush, hush ♪
♪ There's snakes
in the garden ♪
♪ Soul for sale ♪
♪ Blood on the rise ♪
♪ Hush, hush ♪
♪ I know there will
come a day ♪
♪ As they're hiding
in the cover of night ♪
- ♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
- ♪ Soul for sale ♪
- ♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
- ♪ Soul for sale ♪
♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
♪ Hush, hush. ♪
( gunshot )
Bang.
That's not bad.
- I missed.
- That's all right.
Try again.
You're getting closer.
( spits )
I should load it for practice.
All right, well...
you hit something,
you get to reload it.
Right, let's give it a go.
You ready?
Here you go.
Try and keep these
in, now, yeah?
All right, raise this
a little bit.
If you keep still,
so will the deer.
- All right?
- Mm-hmm.
Give it a go.
( gunshot )
- Mary Madigan!
- ( laughing )
Well, I do believe that's a
head shot, Mrs. Woodhull.
( horse whinnies )
Someone must have
heard the shot.
No, they're not here
to report our musket.
- What?
- Restocking was going to be cumbersome,
so I scheduled a delivery
to save some trouble.
I wanted to surprise you.
Come on, mister.
Come on.
You can shoot one day.
- When you're a little older.
- Did Mama do a good job?
Your mama did do
a good job, didn't she?
Blew his head off.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Ah!
The ring?
Here.
See this here?
This is the signal we use.
You have to ride for Oyster Bay?
Go.
If anyone asks, I'll tell them
you're bound for Stony Brook
to purchase more lumber.
Mary.
Go.
You gonna help Mama
put these away?
- ( chatter )
- ( horse whinnies )
( dogs barking )
- Like that, then?
- Well done, missy.
Looks so fine, I'll have
you do the next four.
Oh, whoa.
Hold up there, Sergeant.
I'll take it from here.
Might we have
a word, Mrs. Strong?
How would you fancy a rest?
- I don't mind the work.
- Caleb: Yeah?
Give yourself
a once-over.
You'll want to wipe the grime
off before you meet him.
Meet who?
( chuckles )
General Washington.
It's my pleasure to introduce
Mrs. Anna Strong,
the signal of Setauket.
Madam.
It is my great honor to
welcome you to this army
that you have kept
alive and whole
through your good works.
On behalf of those
who will never know
the true measure
of your efforts,
I thank you for them
and for all the sacrifices
you have made
in the name of our cause.
Thank you, sir.
I... it has been
my pleasure.
- ( crying )
- Anna.
You... you credit me
too well, Your Excellency,
but I hope you see my best
efforts are not behind me.
It is my resolve, my hope
that now from camp
I can bring even more
value to the ring.
- Anna, I...
- Having lived in Setauket,
I know the difficulties
Culper faces.
I can keep up with the
reports between him and us
and clarify said reports
as needed.
All of your efforts have been
greatly appreciated, madam.
Anna.
Come on.
Come on.
What was that?
You know, just
the commander-in-chief.
Am I a camp follower now?
Is that all I'm meant to do?
Anna, women do not serve in
official capacity. You know this.
Washington cannot enlist you.
What did you expect him to say?
( exhales )
I...
I know how you feel, Annie.
- Do you?
- Yeah.
Just let me talk to Ben, yeah?
He's been out of sorts since
he got back from Jersey.
I know.
He was wounded.
I asked him about it,
but he just went quiet.
Right, well, I'll get
him to talk, yeah?
- And listen.
- Mm.
( bell tolling )
Grog.
Quick, now.
It'll be a shilling.
Ain't been paid yet.
I could get you
some Continentals.
You gentlemen have been
working away all night.
Allow me to bring
you some Madeira.
My compliments.
( men chatting )
André: Listen up, gentlemen.
Pay attention.
Once each of your detachments
has received their allotments,
assemble at the berth
of the ship Glencairn.
Uh, told him we were thirsty.
He said it were on the house.
Much obliged.
André: The bills will be
ready by midday tomorrow
and the Glencairn will
sail promptly at 2:00.
Each of you 12 leaders must ensure
that your men are ready to go.
The Glencairn will take
you up the Hudson
past our Fort Montgomery
to Con Hook,
as close to Patriot territory as is
safe from their cannon at West Point.
How many guns on the Glencairn?
20. But there shouldn't
be any need for them.
No one should be aware
of your presence.
Thank you, Mr. Townsend,
for the refreshments.
- ( groans )
- You are welcome, sir.
Lieutenant Gamble will brief you
on where each group is to meet their
contacts in rebel-held territory.
Gamble:
Thank you, sir.
It'll be near nightfall by the
time we land at Con Hook.
We've made arrangements to pump
the money into their economy
through bulk purchases.
You men have been chosen based
on your previous trade contacts.
When you head to your assigned
area, keep a low profile...
( continues indistinctly )
Man:
Fall in!
Hup, ho!
Attention!
Well, what do you think?
This cart used to belong
to Nathaniel Sackett.
He's the man who wrote
our code glossary.
Did Caleb speak with you?
Yes.
Yes, he did.
He... he told me that
you didn't want to be seen
as a mere camp follower
and I agreed.
So this cart will set you apart
from all the other doxie-delles who
are just here to find a husband.
That's not what I...
Ben, I want to help the ring.
Our ring.
Right, well, I'm afraid
that's not possible.
- Why?
- It's too dangerous.
What, here in camp?
You've been away
from Setauket too long.
All right,
just lower your voice.
And don't point at me
like that, please.
Oh, is that an order, Major?
I thought I wasn't enlisted.
You know, you're here at the
pleasure of the commander,
a privilege that can be
revoked at any time.
Don't act like I don't know you.
I used to hold your hand while
you cried from a bee sting.
Yes, when I was eight years old.
I hadn't grown up yet.
And I'm starting to think
that maybe you still haven't.
Is that why you
don't believe I can help?
Even though it was I
who recruited Abigail.
And maintained contact with her while
the British were in Philadelphia.
Did you even tell
Washington that?
Or did you credit
yourself for it?
Is that why you won't
advocate for me?
Advocate for you?
Anna, I lied for you.
- Lied for me?
- You tried to marry a British officer.
Now, I know that doesn't
change what side you're on,
but do you think
Washington knows that?
He doesn't know you.
What did you tell him?
I...
( sighs )
That there were whispers
of adultery with Culper
and rather than implicate
him and the ring,
you left Setauket
because of social shame.
Look, I'm sorry.
I... I had to explain your
leaving to him somehow.
I see.
So I'm to be a woman
shamed here as well.
- You're not shamed.
- But I am a woman.
Something fragile.
Something to be protected.
I just wish you had
a sister growing up, Ben.
Or a wife.
Or even a girl you loved.
- Then you'd have a wider view of...
- All right, that's enough!
Look, as I said, this cart
belonged to Nathaniel Sackett.
He ended up dead because
this ring is dangerous
even in camp even for a man.
- ( sheep bleating )
- ( dog barking )
Samuel:
Morning, Mr. Rivington.
- ( clears throat )
- Ah, the elder Townsend!
By any chance
have you seen my son?
You know I haven't.
He was covering
the shop last night
and I hear it turned
into quite the late affair.
I imagine he's having a bit
of a lie-in up in his room.
Yes, all right.
Well, I believe
I shall wake him.
But what if he's not alone?
What if he's
entertaining a lady?
Or ladies?
- James: I'll walk you up.
- Samuel: I assure you...
James:
No, no, no.
( knocking )
One minute.
( knocking )
Mr. Rivington.
Thank you for guiding...
Hmm.
( whistles )
Hmm.
Curious you're writing
on music paper.
Yes, yes, it's a copy.
Got it for Nelly, Father.
It's a new piece composed
by an Austrian fellow.
Naturally I will
be selling the original,
but I thought that Nelly might
like to be the talk of the town
playing something fresh
on her pianoforte.
If she can find a violin partner.
It is a duet.
That's wonderful.
She'll be so pleased.
Perhaps she can come
visit one day.
Nelly, eh?
( chuckles )
You rascal.
( sighs )
I told you he was
going to be a problem.
Got his eye on you.
And mine is on him.
If I am caught, Rivington
will not be the one to do it.
And if he discovers that
Nelly is the family dog?
He likes a good joke.
Now, time is of the
essence with this one.
- Make sure that Culper knows that.
- Yes.
Robert.
Father, don't worry.
I'm proud of you.
I wanted to be sure
that you knew that.
You know, it would be good to spend some
time with you away from all this business.
Why don't you come home next week for
Thanksgiving dinner at the farm?
- Thanksgiving?
- Yes.
Why, Father, wouldn't that
be considered a holiday?
So don't tell the other Quakers.
I won't.
And in any case,
there'll be turkey.
Count me in.
Ah.
( clears throat )
All right, Thomas, let's see
how fast Mama can do this.
( horse snorts )
Thomas, sweetheart, follow Mama.
Come here.
Welcome back, Captain.
Thank you,
Mrs. Woodhull.
May I suggest you take your son
and retreat into your home?
Is there danger?
Not if you stay clear
of the town and the garrison.
In any case, it'll all
be settled by nightfall.
Good day.
( door opens )
My little soldier.
Come to Grandpapa.
See, Thomas?
I told you he'd be home.
What's the matter?
- Father...
- Don't call me that.
Please listen to me.
Captain Simcoe has returned
and he looks to be
in a violent mood.
Well, best give him
a wide berth.
I... I agree. I hope to do so.
I think we all should.
I wanted you to know
of his return.
You don't want me
to mention Abe.
You don't want me to tell Captain
Simcoe that Abe is a spy.
Nothing good can come of it. Think
of what happened with Hewlett.
- Hewlett was weak.
- And Simcoe is evil.
Does that concern
a man of the law?
Does it concern you that you
would be sacrificing your son
to the man who had you shot?
What? Simcoe was standing
next to me when I was shot.
Corporal Eastin shot you at
range under Simcoe's orders.
And now Corporal Eastin
is dead by Abe's hand.
( hoofbeats approach )
Please. Please.
Please. Please.
All right.
I will stay silent
on one condition.
Thomas stays with me. You willingly
give him over to my care.
No. No.
Never.
- Don't do this.
- Captain Simcoe.
Thank you for watching him.
I'll tell Aberdeen that it's
past time for his lunch.
Am I interrupting?
Not at all.
Splendid for a boy to spend
time with his grandfather,
though I do wish to speak
with you alone for a moment.
I've just returned from
an unfortunate excursion
to discover Major Hewlett
has fled us for kinder tides.
That leaves only you and I
to discuss the matter
of Hewlett's dealings
with Robert Rogers.
What... what
do you mean, dealings?
You play incompetent well
for a magistrate.
It is clear they were
in league against me
and it would not serve you well
to deny what you have seen
either in passing or as
an active participant.
I know of no collusion between
the two in any capacity.
I would find
the notion ridiculous
if I did not see
your belief in it.
As for me, I cannot place
Hewlett with Rogers
since the investigation
of Captain Joyce's murder.
I do know that they
despised one another.
I note you have a vacancy
here at Whitehall.
As the ranking officer
in Setauket,
it is fitting
for my headquarters.
I shall take Hewlett's
room as my own.
What will you do about Hewlett?
Will you report him
to your superiors?
Oh, I find such matters are
best handled face to face.
He shouldn't be hard to find.
His mercenary, however,
is the immediate danger.
( door opens )
( door closes )
Hello!
Welcome back to Oyster Bay.
I was trying to get my fields
turned under before winter.
Huh, bit of a late start.
Well, looks like you'll
be ready for spring, though.
( laughs )
Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry I won't
be able to stay long.
Oh, yes, of course.
Well, your timing is impeccable.
- Oh?
- I just returned from York City
not two hours ago.
- Right over here.
- ( clears throat )
Tell me, is everything all right
back in Setauket?
Yes, all...
All is well.
Oh, good.
( chuckles )
Because your friend Austin Roe
made it sound
as if that was not so.
He has a tendency to make things sound
more dramatic than they actually are.
But, listen, it'll be me who comes
to see you from here on out.
You won't be seeing
him ever again, so...
Good.
- Well, I'll be on my way.
- All right.
- It was good to see you.
- Good.
Abe.
Robert will be here
at the farm for Thanksgiving.
- Mm.
- Yes, I think it would be good
if you two spoke again
and not through code.
Why don't you and your family
join us for dinner, eh?
Well, I'll see
what the wife says.
- Do that.
- Okay.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Hyah.
( horse snorting )
( hoofbeats approach )
- ( men chatting )
- ( door opens )
- ( man grunting )
- Man ♪2: Here, watch the door.
- Man: Now where is it? Here?
- Man ♪2: No. No, that way.
- No, this way?
- Man: Here, this way.
Man ♪2: All right. ( grunts )
- Through here.
- ( door closes )
- Man: Yeah, here's good.
- ( men grunt )
Don't put that there.
It's captain's orders.
I've chosen this room
as my new office.
I trust that won't be a problem.
Business must be going well.
These numbers are high.
Later, you and I should discuss the
opportunities around Setauket.
There must be some service I can offer
in place of Hewlett's old partnership.
We were never partners.
Though he did allow you
to keep your pistol
even though all firearms were
to be turned into the garrison.
It was just for protection.
I'm all the protection
this town requires.
In the future,
I would appreciate
you requesting permission
before entering my office.
Robert's voice:
"Dear Mr. Culper,
I have challenging news.
British counterfeiters
are set to flood New York
and elsewhere with forged
Continental dollars.
John André briefed
12 men, shovers,
who leave midday Tuesday
on a ship called the Glencairn
traveling the Hudson north of
Fort Montgomery to Con Hook.
Where they go after that,
I do not know.
Aside from this, I note Major André
has been lately down in the mouth.
Woman troubles of some variety.
Please tell 711
as fast as possible."
All right, men, you know where
to meet your distributors.
Move out.
Townsend's voice: "Hopefully
this news will reach him in time
to cut off the ship
and disrupt this plot."
( indistinct dialogue )
I had no choice.
Simcoe was right there
and your father was...
Where are you going?
- To get my pistol and get our son.
- No, no.
- Abe, stop!
- Mary, stop.
- No, Abe.
- Mary, get off the door.
- Just think.
- I set up Simcoe!
He was supposed to die in an
ambush on the coast, all right?
Now he's alive, he's back
here, he's looking for me.
And you've left
our son with him.
Get off the door.
He doesn't know
you're involved, Abe.
Abe, listen.
If Simcoe knew that you were involved,
he wouldn't have let me leave Whitehall.
Where's my damn pistol?
- Damn it!
- Abe, look at me. Look at me.
If you go storming in there with a
pistol, he will know something is wrong.
We need to get Thomas back, yes,
but we need to think
and we need to plan.
He doesn't know
that you're involved.
- ( pistol cocks )
- ( gasps )
How many times have I
told you to be more aware
of your surroundings, boy?
It's all right. It's all right.
I know him.
This must be
Mrs. Cabbage Farmer.
What the hell happened to you?
Your friend Brewster
needed saving, so I saved him.
And now those bastards
know I'm here
and they're tracking me down
like a wild animal.
- So you lead them back here?
- You owe me!
I took a patch of leather
for my eye.
And now I'll be needing the
intelligence from your man in the city.
I've already dropped the letter.
It's gone.
What did it say?
Look, can we just
lower the pistol?
You tell me what it said.
Major André is flooding Patriot lands
with thousands of counterfeit bills.
Sounds just like André.
Using money as a weapon.
Is he crossing
the lines himself?
No, he's sending men.
Shovers.
- What else?
- Nothing.
- What else?
- Nothing else.
- Just little observations, that's it.
- Observations?
Something about Major André
being down in the mouth
over a woman or something.
A woman?
Yeah, it was just
an observation.
He puts them
at the bottom sometimes.
No, Woodhull, no.
This is the key.
This is the heel
of old Achilles himself.
You understand?
Hmm?
You had one in Philly,
too, didn't you?
What was her name?
What was her name?
It didn't say.
It didn't say a name.
Guess I'll have
to ask him myself.
No. No.
No, just...
No, wait!
Come back.
Would you just... please?
You can't talk to Townsend.
- He's in New York.
- That's where I'm going.
You don't know
this man, all right?
He is not like his father.
He scares easily.
He's got nothing
to be afraid of from me.
I'm just gonna ask him
a few questions.
Just let me ask them.
Let me ask, all right?
How are you going to get
into New York, boy?
I won't have to. He's coming to
Oyster Bay for Thanksgiving.
He's invited me
to join, all right?
I can find out everything
you need to know
about that woman, about André.
Everything that you need to know,
just let me ask the questions.
- Thanksgiving, eh?
- Yeah.
That's right soon.
Best be on my way
if I want to make it
in time for dinner, eh?
I'm very hungry.
Abe! Abe!
I like you, boy.
And that's why I'm not
going to kill you.
But we will never see
each other again.
No!
No!
( grunting )
( chatter )
( crying )
( chatter )
According to Culper Jr.'s
intelligence,
the Glencairn
has already made landfall
and its shovers have dispersed
with their poison dollars.
We received this news too late.
But, sir, we may still be able to
find them through their contacts.
But even he doesn't know
where they're heading.
Well, sir, we could start in Con
Hook and look for their tracks.
- Tracks?
- Right.
- You're dismissed.
- Sir, if you'll just allow...
Both of you.
Tall-boy, I'm sorry. I got to the
drop and back as quick as I could.
No, don't apologize. You got it
here safely and it's a good lead.
Yeah, just too late
to matter, right?
Now do you really think that you could
track the shovers from Con Hook?
No, they'll likely take boats.
Any other ideas?
If they've already landed,
what'll you do?
We've as much clue
as a horse's arse.
Right, but we were hoping you might
have a different perspective
seeing as you've been in enemy
territory longer than either of us.
Well, I've been thinking about
where the shovers
would do their shoving.
If they have all
this money to unload,
they can't just spend it
at some general store.
They'd need someone who could take
thousands in one go and spend it fast.
Well, loyal Tories, right?
I mean, they could spend it,
but they'd have
to do it over time.
No. No, too slow. The British
need a flood, not a trickle.
When Maarten DeJong
bought Selah's tavern,
he switched to buying
cheap rum from privateers,
so Patriot privateers have access
to our lands and waterways.
They trade on the black
market with anyone
and might be greedy enough
not to ask questions
about who they're
selling to or why.
Christ.
She's...
She's got it, Ben.
She got it.
- You got it.
- ( laughs )
All right, last week I heard
a couple of whipjackets
who do business
in Moodna Creek, right?
They closed their shop. They
stopped selling.
They pulled all their tobacco
off the London trade.
- They pulled all of it.
- Wait, how much did they have?
A shit ton, give or take.
But the only reason they'd take
their inventory off market
is if they thought they had someone
who could buy it all, right?
- Right.
- One big sale.
Yeah.
- Well, do you know where their hideout is?
- Yeah.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Give 'em hell!
- ( crickets chirping )
- ( water sloshing )
I didn't agree to hold all my
sales for this ridiculous price.
Perhaps if you had neglected
just a few of your many whores,
you might be able to meet
our confirmed amount.
If it's as good as you say it
is, you'll get your price.
You know, if we're lucky, they'll just
shoot each other and we can grab the cash.
No, no, Sobel is a Patriot.
He'll fall in line with us.
He might even know where
the other 11 teams have gone.
Six shovers, six privateers...
and six of us.
No matter what else happens,
the money gets burned.
You got wood chips
mixed in here.
That's half the product,
half the amount.
Bollocks. It's pure and I was promised
double value for the whole load.
I won't trade for less.
Take it back, boys.
No sale.
Wait.
Here.
The agreed 10,000.
What... no, no.
Not yet.
Are you kidding me?
He killed Sackett.
I know.
Gamble is André's man.
He likely knows where the
other shover teams have gone.
We find them, we can recover
all the counterfeit dollars.
- All right.
- Then we avenge Sackett.
- All right?
- Good.
I apologize for my man.
He was under my orders
to drive you down.
( spits )
I see now there's
no fooling you.
Let's light up that cash before
they have a chance to split it up.
( speaking Oneida )
Aye.
Patriots, with us!
Those are British
counterfeiters!
( men shouting )
Ben:
Spare their leader!
Fire!
Agh!
( screams )
- ( shouts )
- Agh!
Where are the other shovers?
- Where are they?!
- Are you sure I can't buy you off?
( shouts )
Where are the others?!
( gurgles )
Caleb:
Ben, he's gone.
Ben:
Finish him.
Nathaniel Sackett.
( gunshot echoes )
( banging )
( grunting )
Mary, I can use some help here.
I have to stop him before he gets to
Townsend's. We have to get out of here.
I help you when you want it, then you
keep me in the dark the rest of the time.
You didn't think Rogers
sneaking around the farm
with Thomas nearby was worth
mentioning to me earlier?
Or that you were setting an
ambush for Simcoe with Hewlett?
- Mary, please.
- I'm not saying that you had a choice.
But I never would have let Thomas
near Simcoe if I had known.
Tell me what is going on.
All of it.
Then I can help you
figure out what to do
just as good as you.
I agree. I agree
with you, all right?
But you have to understand,
I did it for your protection.
- That's ridiculous.
- I know it was wrong.
It was the wrong thing to do and
I won't do it again, all right?
From now on,
you will know everything,
but right now it's about
that cellar door.
What happens if you manage to
catch up to Robert Rogers?
He'll kill you.
Well, I said I had to stop him,
but I didn't say I was planning
on catching up to him.
( crickets chirping )
- ( Thomas giggling )
- ( gasps )
Thomas:
Again!
( Simcoe vocalizing )
I suppose you were
looking for this.
Or was it this?
"Colonel Cooke,
I write with utmost urgency
regarding protection
for our productive
and beloved Setauket.
Queen's Rangers
have settled in the town
and are in open conflict
with the regulars
led by the brutal
and now unchecked
Captain John Graves Simcoe.
I warn you most solemnly
that..."
It appears you were interrupted
here and never got to finish.
Perhaps the letter
is out of context.
I'd hate for needless
strife to be churned up
by sending such
a thing filled with
unsubstantiated claims.
What is not in that letter yet
is that I know
that you ordered me shot.
Careful, Magistrate.
The command to fire is an
easy one in time of war.
I would loathe for Setauket
to lose such a wise man.
( door opens )
Father, we've just been robbed.
Up at the farm.
Captain Simcoe, if your men make a
start now, you may just catch him.
But I warn you,
please be careful.
He's wounded, but he's fierce.
Slow down, Woodhull.
Who robbed you?
Well, you're not
gonna believe it,
but it was Robert Rogers.
Which way did he run?
( music playing )
This lot's
the foul-tempered sort.
Big enough to be worth a worry,
but we know how to handle him.
( lock clicks )
Leave us now, please.
Henry Dawkins?
Hmm.
Born in London,
accomplice to Isaac Ketcham.
If by accomplice you mean the
whittler who done set me up.
You never claimed innocence
during your trial.
Oh, is that what
I should have done?
Where were you, sir?
I have the power to release you
from this place this instant.
But first I need the truth.
Did you do
what they said you did?
Why?
Because I need you
to do it again.
( chatter )
( door opens )
Major.
A double edition, no doubt.
I wonder what
the bloody news is now.
Mr. Rivington
is in the fashion
of reporting the news
before it happens.
Perhaps some great victory
is expected soon.
( scoffs ) I've heard of
no such thing planned.
It's nearly winter,
for God's sake.
( clears throat )
Robbie boy,
round up some drinks.
I'll take them down
to our friends.
- Nothing too strong, eh?
- Of course...
James.
I do hope that this
increase in circulation
you appear to be preparing for
won't cause a spike
in advertising prices.
Two of my presses
have been drafted
into service by the Royal Army.
- Oh?
- We're making...
Continentals.
Those sacks were stuffed with paper
taken from the rebel's own supply.
Philadelphia paper
with silk fibers
and isinglass for the
real look and feel.
André plans to flood
the rebel states with them.
He'll devalue the currency.
Yes, bankrupt the bastards.
False Congress notes
for a false Congress, eh?
( laughs )
But for those lucky few
who get in on the action early,
a fortune can be had.
Let it never be said
that I don't pay your share
in a timely manner, partner.
There's little to do
with these inside York City.
Even a boring Quaker
such as yourself
has a friend or two
in the London trade.
Fine, keep the bridle on.
But my advice is spend these soon before
they're worth less than wallpaper.
In that case...
I'd like to buy
an advertisement.
♪ Hush, hush ♪
♪ There's snakes
in the garden ♪
♪ Soul for sale ♪
♪ Blood on the rise ♪
♪ Hush, hush ♪
♪ I know there will
come a day ♪
♪ As they're hiding
in the cover of night ♪
- ♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
- ♪ Soul for sale ♪
- ♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
- ♪ Soul for sale ♪
♪ I can't wait anymore ♪
♪ Hush, hush. ♪
( gunshot )
Bang.
That's not bad.
- I missed.
- That's all right.
Try again.
You're getting closer.
( spits )
I should load it for practice.
All right, well...
you hit something,
you get to reload it.
Right, let's give it a go.
You ready?
Here you go.
Try and keep these
in, now, yeah?
All right, raise this
a little bit.
If you keep still,
so will the deer.
- All right?
- Mm-hmm.
Give it a go.
( gunshot )
- Mary Madigan!
- ( laughing )
Well, I do believe that's a
head shot, Mrs. Woodhull.
( horse whinnies )
Someone must have
heard the shot.
No, they're not here
to report our musket.
- What?
- Restocking was going to be cumbersome,
so I scheduled a delivery
to save some trouble.
I wanted to surprise you.
Come on, mister.
Come on.
You can shoot one day.
- When you're a little older.
- Did Mama do a good job?
Your mama did do
a good job, didn't she?
Blew his head off.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Ah!
The ring?
Here.
See this here?
This is the signal we use.
You have to ride for Oyster Bay?
Go.
If anyone asks, I'll tell them
you're bound for Stony Brook
to purchase more lumber.
Mary.
Go.
You gonna help Mama
put these away?
- ( chatter )
- ( horse whinnies )
( dogs barking )
- Like that, then?
- Well done, missy.
Looks so fine, I'll have
you do the next four.
Oh, whoa.
Hold up there, Sergeant.
I'll take it from here.
Might we have
a word, Mrs. Strong?
How would you fancy a rest?
- I don't mind the work.
- Caleb: Yeah?
Give yourself
a once-over.
You'll want to wipe the grime
off before you meet him.
Meet who?
( chuckles )
General Washington.
It's my pleasure to introduce
Mrs. Anna Strong,
the signal of Setauket.
Madam.
It is my great honor to
welcome you to this army
that you have kept
alive and whole
through your good works.
On behalf of those
who will never know
the true measure
of your efforts,
I thank you for them
and for all the sacrifices
you have made
in the name of our cause.
Thank you, sir.
I... it has been
my pleasure.
- ( crying )
- Anna.
You... you credit me
too well, Your Excellency,
but I hope you see my best
efforts are not behind me.
It is my resolve, my hope
that now from camp
I can bring even more
value to the ring.
- Anna, I...
- Having lived in Setauket,
I know the difficulties
Culper faces.
I can keep up with the
reports between him and us
and clarify said reports
as needed.
All of your efforts have been
greatly appreciated, madam.
Anna.
Come on.
Come on.
What was that?
You know, just
the commander-in-chief.
Am I a camp follower now?
Is that all I'm meant to do?
Anna, women do not serve in
official capacity. You know this.
Washington cannot enlist you.
What did you expect him to say?
( exhales )
I...
I know how you feel, Annie.
- Do you?
- Yeah.
Just let me talk to Ben, yeah?
He's been out of sorts since
he got back from Jersey.
I know.
He was wounded.
I asked him about it,
but he just went quiet.
Right, well, I'll get
him to talk, yeah?
- And listen.
- Mm.
( bell tolling )
Grog.
Quick, now.
It'll be a shilling.
Ain't been paid yet.
I could get you
some Continentals.
You gentlemen have been
working away all night.
Allow me to bring
you some Madeira.
My compliments.
( men chatting )
André: Listen up, gentlemen.
Pay attention.
Once each of your detachments
has received their allotments,
assemble at the berth
of the ship Glencairn.
Uh, told him we were thirsty.
He said it were on the house.
Much obliged.
André: The bills will be
ready by midday tomorrow
and the Glencairn will
sail promptly at 2:00.
Each of you 12 leaders must ensure
that your men are ready to go.
The Glencairn will take
you up the Hudson
past our Fort Montgomery
to Con Hook,
as close to Patriot territory as is
safe from their cannon at West Point.
How many guns on the Glencairn?
20. But there shouldn't
be any need for them.
No one should be aware
of your presence.
Thank you, Mr. Townsend,
for the refreshments.
- ( groans )
- You are welcome, sir.
Lieutenant Gamble will brief you
on where each group is to meet their
contacts in rebel-held territory.
Gamble:
Thank you, sir.
It'll be near nightfall by the
time we land at Con Hook.
We've made arrangements to pump
the money into their economy
through bulk purchases.
You men have been chosen based
on your previous trade contacts.
When you head to your assigned
area, keep a low profile...
( continues indistinctly )
Man:
Fall in!
Hup, ho!
Attention!
Well, what do you think?
This cart used to belong
to Nathaniel Sackett.
He's the man who wrote
our code glossary.
Did Caleb speak with you?
Yes.
Yes, he did.
He... he told me that
you didn't want to be seen
as a mere camp follower
and I agreed.
So this cart will set you apart
from all the other doxie-delles who
are just here to find a husband.
That's not what I...
Ben, I want to help the ring.
Our ring.
Right, well, I'm afraid
that's not possible.
- Why?
- It's too dangerous.
What, here in camp?
You've been away
from Setauket too long.
All right,
just lower your voice.
And don't point at me
like that, please.
Oh, is that an order, Major?
I thought I wasn't enlisted.
You know, you're here at the
pleasure of the commander,
a privilege that can be
revoked at any time.
Don't act like I don't know you.
I used to hold your hand while
you cried from a bee sting.
Yes, when I was eight years old.
I hadn't grown up yet.
And I'm starting to think
that maybe you still haven't.
Is that why you
don't believe I can help?
Even though it was I
who recruited Abigail.
And maintained contact with her while
the British were in Philadelphia.
Did you even tell
Washington that?
Or did you credit
yourself for it?
Is that why you won't
advocate for me?
Advocate for you?
Anna, I lied for you.
- Lied for me?
- You tried to marry a British officer.
Now, I know that doesn't
change what side you're on,
but do you think
Washington knows that?
He doesn't know you.
What did you tell him?
I...
( sighs )
That there were whispers
of adultery with Culper
and rather than implicate
him and the ring,
you left Setauket
because of social shame.
Look, I'm sorry.
I... I had to explain your
leaving to him somehow.
I see.
So I'm to be a woman
shamed here as well.
- You're not shamed.
- But I am a woman.
Something fragile.
Something to be protected.
I just wish you had
a sister growing up, Ben.
Or a wife.
Or even a girl you loved.
- Then you'd have a wider view of...
- All right, that's enough!
Look, as I said, this cart
belonged to Nathaniel Sackett.
He ended up dead because
this ring is dangerous
even in camp even for a man.
- ( sheep bleating )
- ( dog barking )
Samuel:
Morning, Mr. Rivington.
- ( clears throat )
- Ah, the elder Townsend!
By any chance
have you seen my son?
You know I haven't.
He was covering
the shop last night
and I hear it turned
into quite the late affair.
I imagine he's having a bit
of a lie-in up in his room.
Yes, all right.
Well, I believe
I shall wake him.
But what if he's not alone?
What if he's
entertaining a lady?
Or ladies?
- James: I'll walk you up.
- Samuel: I assure you...
James:
No, no, no.
( knocking )
One minute.
( knocking )
Mr. Rivington.
Thank you for guiding...
Hmm.
( whistles )
Hmm.
Curious you're writing
on music paper.
Yes, yes, it's a copy.
Got it for Nelly, Father.
It's a new piece composed
by an Austrian fellow.
Naturally I will
be selling the original,
but I thought that Nelly might
like to be the talk of the town
playing something fresh
on her pianoforte.
If she can find a violin partner.
It is a duet.
That's wonderful.
She'll be so pleased.
Perhaps she can come
visit one day.
Nelly, eh?
( chuckles )
You rascal.
( sighs )
I told you he was
going to be a problem.
Got his eye on you.
And mine is on him.
If I am caught, Rivington
will not be the one to do it.
And if he discovers that
Nelly is the family dog?
He likes a good joke.
Now, time is of the
essence with this one.
- Make sure that Culper knows that.
- Yes.
Robert.
Father, don't worry.
I'm proud of you.
I wanted to be sure
that you knew that.
You know, it would be good to spend some
time with you away from all this business.
Why don't you come home next week for
Thanksgiving dinner at the farm?
- Thanksgiving?
- Yes.
Why, Father, wouldn't that
be considered a holiday?
So don't tell the other Quakers.
I won't.
And in any case,
there'll be turkey.
Count me in.
Ah.
( clears throat )
All right, Thomas, let's see
how fast Mama can do this.
( horse snorts )
Thomas, sweetheart, follow Mama.
Come here.
Welcome back, Captain.
Thank you,
Mrs. Woodhull.
May I suggest you take your son
and retreat into your home?
Is there danger?
Not if you stay clear
of the town and the garrison.
In any case, it'll all
be settled by nightfall.
Good day.
( door opens )
My little soldier.
Come to Grandpapa.
See, Thomas?
I told you he'd be home.
What's the matter?
- Father...
- Don't call me that.
Please listen to me.
Captain Simcoe has returned
and he looks to be
in a violent mood.
Well, best give him
a wide berth.
I... I agree. I hope to do so.
I think we all should.
I wanted you to know
of his return.
You don't want me
to mention Abe.
You don't want me to tell Captain
Simcoe that Abe is a spy.
Nothing good can come of it. Think
of what happened with Hewlett.
- Hewlett was weak.
- And Simcoe is evil.
Does that concern
a man of the law?
Does it concern you that you
would be sacrificing your son
to the man who had you shot?
What? Simcoe was standing
next to me when I was shot.
Corporal Eastin shot you at
range under Simcoe's orders.
And now Corporal Eastin
is dead by Abe's hand.
( hoofbeats approach )
Please. Please.
Please. Please.
All right.
I will stay silent
on one condition.
Thomas stays with me. You willingly
give him over to my care.
No. No.
Never.
- Don't do this.
- Captain Simcoe.
Thank you for watching him.
I'll tell Aberdeen that it's
past time for his lunch.
Am I interrupting?
Not at all.
Splendid for a boy to spend
time with his grandfather,
though I do wish to speak
with you alone for a moment.
I've just returned from
an unfortunate excursion
to discover Major Hewlett
has fled us for kinder tides.
That leaves only you and I
to discuss the matter
of Hewlett's dealings
with Robert Rogers.
What... what
do you mean, dealings?
You play incompetent well
for a magistrate.
It is clear they were
in league against me
and it would not serve you well
to deny what you have seen
either in passing or as
an active participant.
I know of no collusion between
the two in any capacity.
I would find
the notion ridiculous
if I did not see
your belief in it.
As for me, I cannot place
Hewlett with Rogers
since the investigation
of Captain Joyce's murder.
I do know that they
despised one another.
I note you have a vacancy
here at Whitehall.
As the ranking officer
in Setauket,
it is fitting
for my headquarters.
I shall take Hewlett's
room as my own.
What will you do about Hewlett?
Will you report him
to your superiors?
Oh, I find such matters are
best handled face to face.
He shouldn't be hard to find.
His mercenary, however,
is the immediate danger.
( door opens )
( door closes )
Hello!
Welcome back to Oyster Bay.
I was trying to get my fields
turned under before winter.
Huh, bit of a late start.
Well, looks like you'll
be ready for spring, though.
( laughs )
Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry I won't
be able to stay long.
Oh, yes, of course.
Well, your timing is impeccable.
- Oh?
- I just returned from York City
not two hours ago.
- Right over here.
- ( clears throat )
Tell me, is everything all right
back in Setauket?
Yes, all...
All is well.
Oh, good.
( chuckles )
Because your friend Austin Roe
made it sound
as if that was not so.
He has a tendency to make things sound
more dramatic than they actually are.
But, listen, it'll be me who comes
to see you from here on out.
You won't be seeing
him ever again, so...
Good.
- Well, I'll be on my way.
- All right.
- It was good to see you.
- Good.
Abe.
Robert will be here
at the farm for Thanksgiving.
- Mm.
- Yes, I think it would be good
if you two spoke again
and not through code.
Why don't you and your family
join us for dinner, eh?
Well, I'll see
what the wife says.
- Do that.
- Okay.
- Good day.
- Good day.
Hyah.
( horse snorting )
( hoofbeats approach )
- ( men chatting )
- ( door opens )
- ( man grunting )
- Man ♪2: Here, watch the door.
- Man: Now where is it? Here?
- Man ♪2: No. No, that way.
- No, this way?
- Man: Here, this way.
Man ♪2: All right. ( grunts )
- Through here.
- ( door closes )
- Man: Yeah, here's good.
- ( men grunt )
Don't put that there.
It's captain's orders.
I've chosen this room
as my new office.
I trust that won't be a problem.
Business must be going well.
These numbers are high.
Later, you and I should discuss the
opportunities around Setauket.
There must be some service I can offer
in place of Hewlett's old partnership.
We were never partners.
Though he did allow you
to keep your pistol
even though all firearms were
to be turned into the garrison.
It was just for protection.
I'm all the protection
this town requires.
In the future,
I would appreciate
you requesting permission
before entering my office.
Robert's voice:
"Dear Mr. Culper,
I have challenging news.
British counterfeiters
are set to flood New York
and elsewhere with forged
Continental dollars.
John André briefed
12 men, shovers,
who leave midday Tuesday
on a ship called the Glencairn
traveling the Hudson north of
Fort Montgomery to Con Hook.
Where they go after that,
I do not know.
Aside from this, I note Major André
has been lately down in the mouth.
Woman troubles of some variety.
Please tell 711
as fast as possible."
All right, men, you know where
to meet your distributors.
Move out.
Townsend's voice: "Hopefully
this news will reach him in time
to cut off the ship
and disrupt this plot."
( indistinct dialogue )
I had no choice.
Simcoe was right there
and your father was...
Where are you going?
- To get my pistol and get our son.
- No, no.
- Abe, stop!
- Mary, stop.
- No, Abe.
- Mary, get off the door.
- Just think.
- I set up Simcoe!
He was supposed to die in an
ambush on the coast, all right?
Now he's alive, he's back
here, he's looking for me.
And you've left
our son with him.
Get off the door.
He doesn't know
you're involved, Abe.
Abe, listen.
If Simcoe knew that you were involved,
he wouldn't have let me leave Whitehall.
Where's my damn pistol?
- Damn it!
- Abe, look at me. Look at me.
If you go storming in there with a
pistol, he will know something is wrong.
We need to get Thomas back, yes,
but we need to think
and we need to plan.
He doesn't know
that you're involved.
- ( pistol cocks )
- ( gasps )
How many times have I
told you to be more aware
of your surroundings, boy?
It's all right. It's all right.
I know him.
This must be
Mrs. Cabbage Farmer.
What the hell happened to you?
Your friend Brewster
needed saving, so I saved him.
And now those bastards
know I'm here
and they're tracking me down
like a wild animal.
- So you lead them back here?
- You owe me!
I took a patch of leather
for my eye.
And now I'll be needing the
intelligence from your man in the city.
I've already dropped the letter.
It's gone.
What did it say?
Look, can we just
lower the pistol?
You tell me what it said.
Major André is flooding Patriot lands
with thousands of counterfeit bills.
Sounds just like André.
Using money as a weapon.
Is he crossing
the lines himself?
No, he's sending men.
Shovers.
- What else?
- Nothing.
- What else?
- Nothing else.
- Just little observations, that's it.
- Observations?
Something about Major André
being down in the mouth
over a woman or something.
A woman?
Yeah, it was just
an observation.
He puts them
at the bottom sometimes.
No, Woodhull, no.
This is the key.
This is the heel
of old Achilles himself.
You understand?
Hmm?
You had one in Philly,
too, didn't you?
What was her name?
What was her name?
It didn't say.
It didn't say a name.
Guess I'll have
to ask him myself.
No. No.
No, just...
No, wait!
Come back.
Would you just... please?
You can't talk to Townsend.
- He's in New York.
- That's where I'm going.
You don't know
this man, all right?
He is not like his father.
He scares easily.
He's got nothing
to be afraid of from me.
I'm just gonna ask him
a few questions.
Just let me ask them.
Let me ask, all right?
How are you going to get
into New York, boy?
I won't have to. He's coming to
Oyster Bay for Thanksgiving.
He's invited me
to join, all right?
I can find out everything
you need to know
about that woman, about André.
Everything that you need to know,
just let me ask the questions.
- Thanksgiving, eh?
- Yeah.
That's right soon.
Best be on my way
if I want to make it
in time for dinner, eh?
I'm very hungry.
Abe! Abe!
I like you, boy.
And that's why I'm not
going to kill you.
But we will never see
each other again.
No!
No!
( grunting )
( chatter )
( crying )
( chatter )
According to Culper Jr.'s
intelligence,
the Glencairn
has already made landfall
and its shovers have dispersed
with their poison dollars.
We received this news too late.
But, sir, we may still be able to
find them through their contacts.
But even he doesn't know
where they're heading.
Well, sir, we could start in Con
Hook and look for their tracks.
- Tracks?
- Right.
- You're dismissed.
- Sir, if you'll just allow...
Both of you.
Tall-boy, I'm sorry. I got to the
drop and back as quick as I could.
No, don't apologize. You got it
here safely and it's a good lead.
Yeah, just too late
to matter, right?
Now do you really think that you could
track the shovers from Con Hook?
No, they'll likely take boats.
Any other ideas?
If they've already landed,
what'll you do?
We've as much clue
as a horse's arse.
Right, but we were hoping you might
have a different perspective
seeing as you've been in enemy
territory longer than either of us.
Well, I've been thinking about
where the shovers
would do their shoving.
If they have all
this money to unload,
they can't just spend it
at some general store.
They'd need someone who could take
thousands in one go and spend it fast.
Well, loyal Tories, right?
I mean, they could spend it,
but they'd have
to do it over time.
No. No, too slow. The British
need a flood, not a trickle.
When Maarten DeJong
bought Selah's tavern,
he switched to buying
cheap rum from privateers,
so Patriot privateers have access
to our lands and waterways.
They trade on the black
market with anyone
and might be greedy enough
not to ask questions
about who they're
selling to or why.
Christ.
She's...
She's got it, Ben.
She got it.
- You got it.
- ( laughs )
All right, last week I heard
a couple of whipjackets
who do business
in Moodna Creek, right?
They closed their shop. They
stopped selling.
They pulled all their tobacco
off the London trade.
- They pulled all of it.
- Wait, how much did they have?
A shit ton, give or take.
But the only reason they'd take
their inventory off market
is if they thought they had someone
who could buy it all, right?
- Right.
- One big sale.
Yeah.
- Well, do you know where their hideout is?
- Yeah.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Give 'em hell!
- ( crickets chirping )
- ( water sloshing )
I didn't agree to hold all my
sales for this ridiculous price.
Perhaps if you had neglected
just a few of your many whores,
you might be able to meet
our confirmed amount.
If it's as good as you say it
is, you'll get your price.
You know, if we're lucky, they'll just
shoot each other and we can grab the cash.
No, no, Sobel is a Patriot.
He'll fall in line with us.
He might even know where
the other 11 teams have gone.
Six shovers, six privateers...
and six of us.
No matter what else happens,
the money gets burned.
You got wood chips
mixed in here.
That's half the product,
half the amount.
Bollocks. It's pure and I was promised
double value for the whole load.
I won't trade for less.
Take it back, boys.
No sale.
Wait.
Here.
The agreed 10,000.
What... no, no.
Not yet.
Are you kidding me?
He killed Sackett.
I know.
Gamble is André's man.
He likely knows where the
other shover teams have gone.
We find them, we can recover
all the counterfeit dollars.
- All right.
- Then we avenge Sackett.
- All right?
- Good.
I apologize for my man.
He was under my orders
to drive you down.
( spits )
I see now there's
no fooling you.
Let's light up that cash before
they have a chance to split it up.
( speaking Oneida )
Aye.
Patriots, with us!
Those are British
counterfeiters!
( men shouting )
Ben:
Spare their leader!
Fire!
Agh!
( screams )
- ( shouts )
- Agh!
Where are the other shovers?
- Where are they?!
- Are you sure I can't buy you off?
( shouts )
Where are the others?!
( gurgles )
Caleb:
Ben, he's gone.
Ben:
Finish him.
Nathaniel Sackett.
( gunshot echoes )
( banging )
( grunting )
Mary, I can use some help here.
I have to stop him before he gets to
Townsend's. We have to get out of here.
I help you when you want it, then you
keep me in the dark the rest of the time.
You didn't think Rogers
sneaking around the farm
with Thomas nearby was worth
mentioning to me earlier?
Or that you were setting an
ambush for Simcoe with Hewlett?
- Mary, please.
- I'm not saying that you had a choice.
But I never would have let Thomas
near Simcoe if I had known.
Tell me what is going on.
All of it.
Then I can help you
figure out what to do
just as good as you.
I agree. I agree
with you, all right?
But you have to understand,
I did it for your protection.
- That's ridiculous.
- I know it was wrong.
It was the wrong thing to do and
I won't do it again, all right?
From now on,
you will know everything,
but right now it's about
that cellar door.
What happens if you manage to
catch up to Robert Rogers?
He'll kill you.
Well, I said I had to stop him,
but I didn't say I was planning
on catching up to him.
( crickets chirping )
- ( Thomas giggling )
- ( gasps )
Thomas:
Again!
( Simcoe vocalizing )
I suppose you were
looking for this.
Or was it this?
"Colonel Cooke,
I write with utmost urgency
regarding protection
for our productive
and beloved Setauket.
Queen's Rangers
have settled in the town
and are in open conflict
with the regulars
led by the brutal
and now unchecked
Captain John Graves Simcoe.
I warn you most solemnly
that..."
It appears you were interrupted
here and never got to finish.
Perhaps the letter
is out of context.
I'd hate for needless
strife to be churned up
by sending such
a thing filled with
unsubstantiated claims.
What is not in that letter yet
is that I know
that you ordered me shot.
Careful, Magistrate.
The command to fire is an
easy one in time of war.
I would loathe for Setauket
to lose such a wise man.
( door opens )
Father, we've just been robbed.
Up at the farm.
Captain Simcoe, if your men make a
start now, you may just catch him.
But I warn you,
please be careful.
He's wounded, but he's fierce.
Slow down, Woodhull.
Who robbed you?
Well, you're not
gonna believe it,
but it was Robert Rogers.
Which way did he run?
( music playing )