The Alienist (2018): Season 1, Episode 10 - Castle in the Sky - full transcript
Kreizler confronts the demons of his past. Moore tell Sarah the truth. Conner takes matters into his own hands. The team closes in on the killer as time is running out.
♪♪
Moore: You weren't responsible
for her death.
Who, then, if not me?
This wretched investigation
is over.
Dr. Kreizler's withdrawn
because he's been hurt,
but we have a duty to go on.
But we don't have the knowledge
or the know-how.
We have a name.
We have a suspect.
All we have to do
is find him.
Still trying to be a detective,
are you, Miss Howard?
Get out of my way.
[ Gasps ]
The man
that we're looking for,
he might have a job that
allows him to get close
to you boys
and win your trust.
Tall fella. Facial tic.
Man: 3-story house,
second floor.
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Sara: Today.
[ Slicing sound ]
[ Gasping ]
We may be too late.
[ Clank ]
[ Phonograph static crackling ]
Man: ♪ Là ci darem la mano ♪
♪ Là mi dirai di si ♪
♪ Vedi, non è lontano ♪
♪ Partiam, ben mio, da qui ♪
Woman: ♪ Vorrei e non vorrei ♪
♪ Mi trema un poco il cor ♪
♪ Felice, è ver, sarei ♪
♪ Ma puo burlarmi ancor ♪
♪ Ma puo burlarmi ancor ♪
Man:
♪ Vieni, mio bel diletto! ♪
Woman:
♪ Mi fa pietà Masetto ♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
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Excuse me.
[ "Là ci darem la mano" from
"Don Giovanni" continues ]
[ Water splashes ]
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[ Water splashes ]
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Moore: Joseph...
Where is he?
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[ Flashbulb pops ]
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[ Flashbulb pops ]
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[ Flashbulb pops ]
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[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Has anyone seen
the Commissioner?
[ Indistinct conversations
continue ]
Excuse me, Commissioner.
You should know that the body of
the boy found in the bathhouse
is being transported
to Bellevue.
The mayor felt it would
be better to have it there
where it can be viewed
in peace.
He's also concerned that
your presence may...
inflame the situation.
When I was out West,
I dreamed of returning
to New York one day...
a hero...
who rid the city of corruption,
stopped murderers,
not a bureaucrat
shackled to a desk.
The last thing
an honest politician can expect
is gratitude,
if I may quote you.
We know his name.
We know where he lives.
We're close, sir.
Not close enough.
Man: Clear the way, please.
[ Speaks indistinctly ]
Move along there.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
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[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Door closes ]
Joseph is still missing.
He was turned out on the streets
because of me.
I gave him money,
but it never crossed my mind
to take him in.
You're not to blame, John.
Of course I am.
God put him in my way,
and I failed him
like everyone else.
[ Inhales deeply ]
[ Exhales deeply ]
You know, until yesterday, I...
I felt sympathy for Beecham.
I thought I finally
understood him.
We can't understand him,
neither you nor I nor anyone.
Not even your friend Kreizler.
When you said that
you were in love with him,
did you mean it?
I imagine I was teasing you.
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I think I'm in love with you.
There you go again,
John Moore.
I know it's embarrassing
to speak of such things,
that we should keep them
to ourselves
and abide by the codes
that keep us civilized,
but how can we be civilized
when we've experienced
something like this?
Turn me down, by all means...
...but don't pretend
I have no feelings for you.
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[ Kisses ]
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[ Door closes ]
Any news?
John believes another boy
may be missing.
And what about Laszlo?
[ Children shouting playfully
in distance ]
Kreizler:
I've made my life's work
the study of the human mind.
[ Inhales deeply ]
And yet now,
my own mind deceives me.
[ Clock ticking ]
I have cause to hate God
for what he did to her, and...
Yet I find myself
believing in him...
...humbled by his awful mystery.
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Inhales deeply,
exhales sharply ]
Forgive me.
Forgive me, too,
if I pried into matters
that were not my concern.
I only did it
out of regard for you.
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Chair creaking ]
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
My father...
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My father had two sides --
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...one loving
and the other brutal,
the two often coexisting.
It was something as trivial
as putting me to bed,
I recall.
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A game of tug of war.
We were laughing...
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[ Inhales sharply ]
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[ Inhales shakily ]
I don't remember
if he was drunk
or if I said something
that offended him.
He must have pulled my arm
behind my back.
[ Sniffles ]
[ Stifles sob ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Voice breaking ]
In small children,
fractures often affect...
[ Inhales sharply,
exhales deeply ]
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My father kept a great deal
hidden from me...
[ Breathes sharply ]
...which is why I'm overly
inquisitive, I suppose.
[ Breathing heavily ]
As a child, I was unaware
of my father's melancholia...
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But it became
so overwhelming
that he tried to take
his own life.
[ Inhales deeply ]
I was the one who found him.
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At the last moment,
he'd lost his courage...
and tried to pull
the gun from his mouth.
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He was in terrible pain.
[ Inhales shakily ]
[ Whispers ] Half his face...
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He took my hand,
and we held the gun
together...
[ Cries softly ]
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I'm sorry, Sara.
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I've learnt from you
we can either let it haunt us
for the rest of our lives...
[ Exhales shakily ]
or we can accept it...
[ Voice breaks ] and use
the memory of our pain
to help others.
[ Inhales deeply ]
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I'm not sure the choice
is entirely in our hands.
[ Whispers ] I disagree.
If it weren't,
we'd all be murderers.
♪♪
We were hoping
you'd change your mind.
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[ Ticking continues ]
Cyrus: Stevie, prepare
the carriage for Dr. Kreizler.
That won't be necessary.
I've not asked
to be taken anywhere.
I meant no offense, sir.
Nor I, Cyrus,
but I intend to walk.
[ Door creaks ]
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Where was the body?
[ Water trickling ]
This is not where he
was killed.
Not here.
[ Shower running ]
Describe the wounds.
[ Inhales deeply ]
Here.
Here.
A large cut? Gaping?
Yes, sir.
And the eyes?
Were the eyes missing?
No, sir. They was there.
Pale from being in the water,
but they was there...
[ High-pitched ringing ]
...staring up at me, they was.
I'll never forget it.
[ Ringing continues ]
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[ Slicing sounds ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Panting ]
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[ Faint crying ]
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[ Door creaks ]
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[ Smacks lips ]
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[ Indistinct conversations,
rooster crows ]
[ Chickens clucking ]
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Dr. Kreizler.
Detective Sergeant.
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Dr. Kreizler.
Good to see you, sir.
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[ Boy crying ]
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[ Metal clinking ]
Much of the organic evidence
was taken away for analysis.
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[ Boy whimpering and crying ]
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A chart of the city's
sewage and water system.
Beecham probably stole it
from the Public Records Office.
Mm-hmm.
We suspect Beecham knows
we're watching the rooftops,
so he's using the sewers
to get around.
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What is it?
Water.
Lucius: Yes, sir.
We considered that since
the Feast of John the Baptist
is only 10 days away.
You don't believe
there is a connection?
Lucius: Not to
the previous murders.
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Do you think it has
a different purpose?
No, I believe you're right.
[ Clatter ]
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[ Clatter ]
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May I have a moment alone?
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Marcus: A chart of the city's
sewage and water system.
Lucius: ...the Feast
of John the Baptist
is only 10 days away.
[ Laughter ]
Kreizler: Water.
[ Voices overlapping
indistinctly ]
[ Laughter ]
[ Voices overlapping
and echoing ]
Sara: ...intimate nature
of so many other aspects.
[ Voices continue overlapping
and echoing ]
[ Man shouting indistinctly ]
[ Laughter ]
[ Voices continue overlapping
and echoing ]
[ Boy crying ]
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[ Whimpering ]
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[ Continues whimpering ]
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[ Door creaks open ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Continues whimpering ]
[ Cat meowing in distance ]
[ Whimpering ]
[ Meowing continues ]
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[ Cat meows ]
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[ Cat screeches ]
[ Splat ]
[ Insects buzzing ]
Each of the murders
were committed
within sight of a body of water,
like a river or a public bath.
At first, I assumed
this map of the water system
had something to do with him
using the sewers to move around,
but now I'm not so sure.
"I baptize you with water,
but someone is coming soon
who is greater than I am."
Luke 3:16.
John the Baptist.
What of him?
I believe it's why he took
the name John, replacing George,
but keeping the name
of the man who assaulted him.
Beecham.
We know heights are
important to him.
The mountains are
where he found modest relief.
But I'm beginning to think
that water,
in the form of purification,
plays an equally important role
in his morbid...
His morbid what?
Ritual.
It's only a theory,
but I believe Beecham
used this map
to select the location
for his next murder.
The Feast of John the Baptist,
it's six days from now.
We don't have much time.
We need your help.
Where to begin?
High Bridge Tower.
It's the highest point
in the city.
[ Man shouting indistinctly ]
[ Whistle blowing ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
How much are they?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Good morning, Marcus.
[ Hooves clopping ]
Esther.
May I speak with you?
I'm afraid my brother and I
are in a hurry --
I can wait.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
I didn't sleep with you
to try and trick you or force
you to look after my child.
You know, I can earn
my own living.
But what I don't want is to be
alone for the rest of my life
because a man I was foolish
enough to marry
was too cowardly to face up
to his duties.
I'm sorry for what happened
to you, Esther, truly.
But I'm not ready to take care
of you or your child.
I ain't askin'
for your charity.
I'm only asking that
you not cross the street
every time you see me.
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Kreizler:
...the murders are in service
to some kind of
psychological gratification.
[ Cups clattering ]
Mrs. Moore:
There you are, John.
Laszlo was just explaining
the difference
between a common murderer
and a multi-murderer.
Laszlo now, is it?
Please tell me
you haven't come here
just to frighten
my grandmother.
[ Scoffs ] I'm not the least bit
frightened by these...
psychopaths.
Actually, John, I've come here
to invite you to the opera.
The opera?
Yes. the 24th.
It's "Don Giovanni."
You are aware of
the importance of that day?
It's the Feast
of John the Baptist.
Once a Catholic...
I'm afraid I have
a prior engagement
with Miss Howard
and Commissioner Roosevelt.
It'll keep me occupied
most of the evening.
Perhaps you'd care
to join us?
Perhaps after the opera.
May I suggest we skip
the opera?
Unfortunately,
that won't be possible.
Our presence is required
as a necessary prelude
to later events.
How so?
♪♪
Certain "followers of my work"
will expect us there.
[ Crow cawing in distance ]
Woman:
Lovely day, isn't it?
♪♪
Shall we say
half-past 7 then?
[ Crying ]
[ Sniffles, crying ]
[ Gasps ]
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[ Crying ]
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[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Whispers ] Oh...
You're dirtier than a savage.
She only loved me
when she bathed me.
She washed me.
[ Voice echoing ]
You deserve it.
So pretty.
Look at the little bird
in its nest.
So pretty, I'm gonna
snip it off.
[ Whimpering ]
[ Voice echoing ]
You deserve it.
[ Gasps ]
I love you so much.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Knock on door ]
♪♪
I wanted to apologize.
I'm sorry if
I was discourteous.
Thank you.
♪♪
Okay.
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[ Speaks indistinctly ]
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[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Woman singing aria
from "Don Giovanni" ]
[ Singing in Italian ]
♪♪
[ Laughter,
indistinct conversations ]
John Schuyler Moore!
Jack Astor.
Rather underdressed,
aren't you?
[ Opera continues in distance ]
Has it started?
Oh, nobody bothers with Act One.
The fun only begins
when Don Giovanni seduces
the ladies --
something with which
you're quite familiar.
If you're referring
to Julia Pratt,
I believe you're
more familiar than I.
Come on now, old man.
Let's have a drink.
♪♪
If I still drank, old man,
I would prefer to drink alone
rather than with you.
[ Scoffs ]
[ Continues singing in Italian ]
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[ Man singing in Italian ]
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[ Woman singing in Italian ]
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Moore: I remain baffled as
to why I'm attending the opera
on a night as important
as this.
Where are the others?
Roosevelt's watching
Brooklyn Bridge,
and Sara and the Isaacsons
are expecting us
at High Bridge Tower.
It's best we leave now.
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Laszlo, we've got to go.
[ Men shouting indistinctly ]
Come on! Hyah!
[ Indistinct shouting
continues ]
Sara: Detective Sergeants.
[ Horse whinnies ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
♪♪
Whoa, boy, easy, easy.
-Man: Oh! Whoa now!
-Man #2: Whoa now! Whoa!
♪♪
They're all out there
tonight.
The guardians
of the social order.
Box 16.
[ Opera continuing faintly ]
You meant it when you said
certain "followers
of your work."
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Byrnes.
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[ Ticking ]
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Lucius: What did Mr. Moore
tell you exactly?
[ Whispering ] That he
and Dr. Kreizler would join us
just as soon as they could.
♪♪
[ Playing "In quali eccessi --
Mi tradi quell'alma ingrata" ]
There's still time.
[ Singing in Italian ]
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He's not taken his eyes off us.
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[ Continues singing in Italian ]
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[ Water trickling ]
[ Playing "Don Giovanni!
A cenar teco m'invitasti" ]
♪ Don Giovanni! ♪
♪ A cenar teco ♪
[ Whimpering ]
♪ M'invitasti... ♪
[ Whimpering ]
Would you kindly see if there's
anyone in the corridor?
♪♪
[ Singing in Italian ]
♪♪
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-There's no one.
-Excellent.
♪♪
[ Don Giovanni
continues singing ]
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[ Breathes sharply ]
[ Singing in Italian continues ]
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[ Explosion ]
[ Screams ]
[ Lowered voice ]
Now, John. Let's go.
[ Explosions continue ]
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[ Horse whinnies ]
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Sara: When Dr. Kreizler
visited Beecham's rooms,
what did you discuss?
I told him about the eyes,
the heart in the box.
Was there anything else
he seemed interested in?
Man: Hyah!
[ Rattling ]
This isn't the right way
to the High Bridge Tower.
We're not going to High Bridge.
The map of
the city water system.
Do you have the map
with you?
Sara and the Isaacsons
are waiting for us there.
Half the city's police force
is staking out the place.
Then they shall be
disappointed.
What the hell are you
talking about?
He didn't take the eyes
this time.
Conscious or not, his focus
was on something else.
He's changing.
The ritual is changing.
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Kreizler: Think, John.
What did you find
in his rooms?
A map?
The map on its own
tells us nothing.
The box with
the child's heart.
Not a child's heart.
Someone older,
someone close to him.
His mother.
It's not only love
that resides in the heart, John.
It's pain.
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I'm going to see if I can find
out what's happened to them.
You made me lie to them.
I had no choice.
If the police were to get
their hands on Beecham --
But Roosevelt trusted you.
We all trusted you.
[ Hooves clopping ]
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[ Metal clinks ]
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[ Breathing heavily ]
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[ Breathing heavily ]
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[ Door clanks ]
[ Moore grunts ]
[ Creaking ]
Help! Help me!
[ Joseph yelling indistinctly ]
Joseph! Joseph!
[ voice echoes ]
Help!
[ Muffled shouts ]
[ Panting ]
[ Muffled shouts ]
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Moore: Joseph!
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[ Grunts, groans ]
♪♪
Joseph!
[ Voice echoes ]
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[ Lightbulb shatters ]
[ Shards clink in distance ]
[ Panting ]
[ Lightbulb shattering
in distance ]
[ Shattering continues ]
[ Moore panting ]
Joseph.
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Panting ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
Is he all right?
Yes.
Thank God.
Joseph.
[ Running footsteps above ]
Joseph. It's me, John Moore.
[ Creaking ]
Listen to me.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
♪♪
[ Footsteps continue above ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
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[ Creaking ]
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[ Thud ]
[ Clank in distance ]
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[ Lowered voice ]
Hey, Laszlo?
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
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Laszlo?
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[ Thudding ]
[ Moore grunts ]
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[ Gasping ]
Aah!
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[ Water trickling in distance ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
Man: Hyah!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Whispers ] Japheth.
[ Inhales deeply ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
-[ Grunts ]
-[ Gasps ]
[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
I could take your eyes...
♪♪
...but I want you to see.
[ Grunts ]
[ Shouts ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Groans ] Aah!
Stay there.
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[ Breathing heavily ]
I know who you are.
I know what's been done
to you.
You don't know anything.
Nor does the child.
He had nothing to do with
what your mother did to you!
[ Gasps ]
He's as innocent
as you once were.
Killing him
won't rid you of her.
♪♪
You think that's why?
Japheth. Japheth --
[ Cocks gun ]
Where do you think you're going?
No!
[ Gunshot ]
[ Groans ]
[ Thud ]
[ Gasps ]
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Well...
looks like I walked in
on a bloodbath...
[ Chuckles ]
...and covered myself
in glory.
[ Breathing heavily ]
A terrible bloodbath
it is, too.
[ Breathing heavily ]
All these poor people dead.
[ Cocks gun ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
And me...
just too late to save 'em
from a madman.
[ Running footsteps
approaching ]
[ Panting ]
Well, if it isn't Miss Howard.
[ Breathing heavily ]
The first woman to work for
the New York Police Department.
[ Breathing shakily ]
'Tis no business for a lady,
especially one as delicate
and lovely as yourself.
[ Gasps ]
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Inhales shakily ]
[ Gags ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Body thuds ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Gags ]
[ Exhales ]
Japheth.
John. John!
[ Groans ]
♪♪
Damn it.
♪♪
[ Whispering ] Joseph.
Joseph.
It's okay.
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Kreizler groans ]
[ Water streaming loudly ]
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[ Beecham grunting ]
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[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Gasping ]
Can you hear me, Japheth?
[ Breathing shallowly ]
♪♪
What made you kill them?
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Tell me why, Japheth.
Why?
[ Wheezes ]
Why?
♪♪
Japheth.
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Japheth.
Japheth. Japheth.
♪♪
Japheth!
♪♪
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Tell me what happened
with Captain Connor.
[ Door opens and closes ]
He left me no choice.
He would have killed us all.
♪♪
I shot Captain Connor, sir.
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You've always had the courage
to do what's needed to be done.
♪♪
Your father would be
proud of you.
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[ Knife blade clacking ]
[ Clacks ]
[ Clatters ]
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[ Door creaks ]
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In every way, a perfectly normal
and healthy brain.
Moore: What does that prove?
That he wasn't insane?
It proves we don't know
anything.
God works between the lines.
[ Sighs ]
Roosevelt: Just think
what you achieved,
finding a killer with
no connection to his victims.
I wonder how long
he would have stayed hidden.
Somewhere inside, I believe
he wanted society to know
he's its tormented offspring,
a living reminder
of all the crimes we commit
behind closed doors.
What matters is
you stopped a monster.
We set out to find a monster,
but all we found was
a wounded child.
♪♪
Forgive me, but... [ Sighs ]
I'm exhausted.
♪♪
I know how badly
you wanted him alive.
The Jesse Pomeroys
and Japheth Durys of this world
will take their secrets
to the grave.
But there will be others,
I have no doubt.
And from them,
we might one day learn
what compels a man
to do evil.
And to do good.
And to do good.
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Horse blusters ]
[ Church bell tolling ]
[ Bell continues tolling ]
[ Flashbulb pops ]
...and although Captain Connor
was no longer
serving with
the Police Department,
his adherence to the moral code
he once devoted his life to
saw him act
in a most brave and...
honorable manner.
We can credit good police work
to putting an end
to the horror that has
plagued our city
these past four months.
[ Baby fussing ]
It is my pleasure to present
this Medal of Commendation
to the family
Captain Connor left behind.
♪♪
[ Applause ]
Ten hut!
♪♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
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[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Strings playing ]
♪♪
Regardless of the difficulties
and personal misfortunes,
the past four months
have proved to be
more than a fruitful
partnership.
I daresay what we now share
is...friendship.
Then a toast to friendship.
Friendship.
All: Friendship.
[ Chair scrapes floor ]
Here's to you, here's to me.
May we never disagree.
But if we do, hell with you.
Here's to me.
[ Laughter ]
[ Glasses clink ]
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
[ Chair scrapes floor ]
[ Indistinct conversations,
silverware clinks ]
[ Lowered voice ] John.
This was for Mary.
♪♪
I'll hope you'll find
someone you can give it to.
♪♪
Thank you, Laszlo.
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[ Cloches clank ]
It's really over now,
isn't it?
You sound disappointed.
I've never had
an experience like this,
and I wonder how many more
I'll be allowed.
Somehow, I get the feeling
you're done with people
allowing you to do things.
[ Kisses ]
I meant what I said before.
No, you didn't.
You're in love with what
you don't have.
You're in love
with your dreams.
Aren't you?
Yes. I suppose I am.
Very well, then.
I shall wait very patiently
until you become
Chief of Detectives.
In the meantime, let me
accompany you to a carriage.
I'm perfectly safe,
thank you.
Cab!
[ Whistles loudly ]
Man: Come on now.
[ Horse whinnies ]
[ Carriage wheels rattling ]
Man: Whoa.
[ Carriage stops ]
♪♪
He won't wait all night.
The 20th century
is almost upon us,
and with it, a bright new future
with bright new ideas.
Why, women might even get
the right to vote.
Washington Square, please.
[ Hooves clopping ]
John Moore,
you just took my cab!
♪♪
[ Whistles loudly ]
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Clopping stops ]
♪♪
[ Horse blusters ]
♪♪
-He's there.
-Thank you.
[ Insect buzzing ]
[ Horse blusters ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ In German ]
I don't really know why I came.
[ In German ]
Maybe because now I'm free
to speak my mind.
I've always blamed my failings
as an adult
and what you did to me
as a child.
Those failings...
were my own.
[ Indistinct conversations
in distance ]
I remember something
you once said to me.
"Nature never allows a man
to be more than he is.
Only less."
♪♪
For years, I believed
those words reflected
your own bitterness
and failure.
But now I understand
there were for my benefit.
You were simply preparing me
for what you knew would be
a life of disappointment
and pain.
But you were wrong.
♪♪
I know that now.
♪♪
I still believe we can be
better than nature intended,
even if you can't.
♪♪
You did the best you could.
♪♪
Goodbye, Papi.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Moore: You weren't responsible
for her death.
Who, then, if not me?
This wretched investigation
is over.
Dr. Kreizler's withdrawn
because he's been hurt,
but we have a duty to go on.
But we don't have the knowledge
or the know-how.
We have a name.
We have a suspect.
All we have to do
is find him.
Still trying to be a detective,
are you, Miss Howard?
Get out of my way.
[ Gasps ]
The man
that we're looking for,
he might have a job that
allows him to get close
to you boys
and win your trust.
Tall fella. Facial tic.
Man: 3-story house,
second floor.
♪♪
Sara: Today.
[ Slicing sound ]
[ Gasping ]
We may be too late.
[ Clank ]
[ Phonograph static crackling ]
Man: ♪ Là ci darem la mano ♪
♪ Là mi dirai di si ♪
♪ Vedi, non è lontano ♪
♪ Partiam, ben mio, da qui ♪
Woman: ♪ Vorrei e non vorrei ♪
♪ Mi trema un poco il cor ♪
♪ Felice, è ver, sarei ♪
♪ Ma puo burlarmi ancor ♪
♪ Ma puo burlarmi ancor ♪
Man:
♪ Vieni, mio bel diletto! ♪
Woman:
♪ Mi fa pietà Masetto ♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
♪♪
Excuse me.
[ "Là ci darem la mano" from
"Don Giovanni" continues ]
[ Water splashes ]
♪♪
[ Water splashes ]
♪♪
Moore: Joseph...
Where is he?
♪♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
♪♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
♪♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
♪♪
[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Has anyone seen
the Commissioner?
[ Indistinct conversations
continue ]
Excuse me, Commissioner.
You should know that the body of
the boy found in the bathhouse
is being transported
to Bellevue.
The mayor felt it would
be better to have it there
where it can be viewed
in peace.
He's also concerned that
your presence may...
inflame the situation.
When I was out West,
I dreamed of returning
to New York one day...
a hero...
who rid the city of corruption,
stopped murderers,
not a bureaucrat
shackled to a desk.
The last thing
an honest politician can expect
is gratitude,
if I may quote you.
We know his name.
We know where he lives.
We're close, sir.
Not close enough.
Man: Clear the way, please.
[ Speaks indistinctly ]
Move along there.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Door closes ]
Joseph is still missing.
He was turned out on the streets
because of me.
I gave him money,
but it never crossed my mind
to take him in.
You're not to blame, John.
Of course I am.
God put him in my way,
and I failed him
like everyone else.
[ Inhales deeply ]
[ Exhales deeply ]
You know, until yesterday, I...
I felt sympathy for Beecham.
I thought I finally
understood him.
We can't understand him,
neither you nor I nor anyone.
Not even your friend Kreizler.
When you said that
you were in love with him,
did you mean it?
I imagine I was teasing you.
♪♪
I think I'm in love with you.
There you go again,
John Moore.
I know it's embarrassing
to speak of such things,
that we should keep them
to ourselves
and abide by the codes
that keep us civilized,
but how can we be civilized
when we've experienced
something like this?
Turn me down, by all means...
...but don't pretend
I have no feelings for you.
♪♪
[ Kisses ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Door closes ]
Any news?
John believes another boy
may be missing.
And what about Laszlo?
[ Children shouting playfully
in distance ]
Kreizler:
I've made my life's work
the study of the human mind.
[ Inhales deeply ]
And yet now,
my own mind deceives me.
[ Clock ticking ]
I have cause to hate God
for what he did to her, and...
Yet I find myself
believing in him...
...humbled by his awful mystery.
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Inhales deeply,
exhales sharply ]
Forgive me.
Forgive me, too,
if I pried into matters
that were not my concern.
I only did it
out of regard for you.
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Chair creaking ]
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
My father...
♪♪
My father had two sides --
♪♪
...one loving
and the other brutal,
the two often coexisting.
It was something as trivial
as putting me to bed,
I recall.
♪♪
A game of tug of war.
We were laughing...
♪♪
[ Inhales sharply ]
♪♪
[ Inhales shakily ]
I don't remember
if he was drunk
or if I said something
that offended him.
He must have pulled my arm
behind my back.
[ Sniffles ]
[ Stifles sob ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Voice breaking ]
In small children,
fractures often affect...
[ Inhales sharply,
exhales deeply ]
♪♪
My father kept a great deal
hidden from me...
[ Breathes sharply ]
...which is why I'm overly
inquisitive, I suppose.
[ Breathing heavily ]
As a child, I was unaware
of my father's melancholia...
♪♪
But it became
so overwhelming
that he tried to take
his own life.
[ Inhales deeply ]
I was the one who found him.
♪♪
At the last moment,
he'd lost his courage...
and tried to pull
the gun from his mouth.
♪♪
He was in terrible pain.
[ Inhales shakily ]
[ Whispers ] Half his face...
♪♪
He took my hand,
and we held the gun
together...
[ Cries softly ]
♪♪
I'm sorry, Sara.
♪♪
I've learnt from you
we can either let it haunt us
for the rest of our lives...
[ Exhales shakily ]
or we can accept it...
[ Voice breaks ] and use
the memory of our pain
to help others.
[ Inhales deeply ]
♪♪
I'm not sure the choice
is entirely in our hands.
[ Whispers ] I disagree.
If it weren't,
we'd all be murderers.
♪♪
We were hoping
you'd change your mind.
♪♪
[ Ticking continues ]
Cyrus: Stevie, prepare
the carriage for Dr. Kreizler.
That won't be necessary.
I've not asked
to be taken anywhere.
I meant no offense, sir.
Nor I, Cyrus,
but I intend to walk.
[ Door creaks ]
♪♪
Where was the body?
[ Water trickling ]
This is not where he
was killed.
Not here.
[ Shower running ]
Describe the wounds.
[ Inhales deeply ]
Here.
Here.
A large cut? Gaping?
Yes, sir.
And the eyes?
Were the eyes missing?
No, sir. They was there.
Pale from being in the water,
but they was there...
[ High-pitched ringing ]
...staring up at me, they was.
I'll never forget it.
[ Ringing continues ]
♪♪
[ Slicing sounds ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Panting ]
♪♪
[ Faint crying ]
♪♪
[ Door creaks ]
♪♪
[ Smacks lips ]
♪♪
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations,
rooster crows ]
[ Chickens clucking ]
♪♪
Dr. Kreizler.
Detective Sergeant.
♪♪
Dr. Kreizler.
Good to see you, sir.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Boy crying ]
♪♪
[ Metal clinking ]
Much of the organic evidence
was taken away for analysis.
♪♪
[ Boy whimpering and crying ]
♪♪
A chart of the city's
sewage and water system.
Beecham probably stole it
from the Public Records Office.
Mm-hmm.
We suspect Beecham knows
we're watching the rooftops,
so he's using the sewers
to get around.
♪♪
What is it?
Water.
Lucius: Yes, sir.
We considered that since
the Feast of John the Baptist
is only 10 days away.
You don't believe
there is a connection?
Lucius: Not to
the previous murders.
♪♪
Do you think it has
a different purpose?
No, I believe you're right.
[ Clatter ]
♪♪
[ Clatter ]
♪♪
May I have a moment alone?
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Marcus: A chart of the city's
sewage and water system.
Lucius: ...the Feast
of John the Baptist
is only 10 days away.
[ Laughter ]
Kreizler: Water.
[ Voices overlapping
indistinctly ]
[ Laughter ]
[ Voices overlapping
and echoing ]
Sara: ...intimate nature
of so many other aspects.
[ Voices continue overlapping
and echoing ]
[ Man shouting indistinctly ]
[ Laughter ]
[ Voices continue overlapping
and echoing ]
[ Boy crying ]
♪♪
[ Whimpering ]
♪♪
[ Continues whimpering ]
♪♪
[ Door creaks open ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Continues whimpering ]
[ Cat meowing in distance ]
[ Whimpering ]
[ Meowing continues ]
♪♪
[ Cat meows ]
♪♪
[ Cat screeches ]
[ Splat ]
[ Insects buzzing ]
Each of the murders
were committed
within sight of a body of water,
like a river or a public bath.
At first, I assumed
this map of the water system
had something to do with him
using the sewers to move around,
but now I'm not so sure.
"I baptize you with water,
but someone is coming soon
who is greater than I am."
Luke 3:16.
John the Baptist.
What of him?
I believe it's why he took
the name John, replacing George,
but keeping the name
of the man who assaulted him.
Beecham.
We know heights are
important to him.
The mountains are
where he found modest relief.
But I'm beginning to think
that water,
in the form of purification,
plays an equally important role
in his morbid...
His morbid what?
Ritual.
It's only a theory,
but I believe Beecham
used this map
to select the location
for his next murder.
The Feast of John the Baptist,
it's six days from now.
We don't have much time.
We need your help.
Where to begin?
High Bridge Tower.
It's the highest point
in the city.
[ Man shouting indistinctly ]
[ Whistle blowing ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
How much are they?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Good morning, Marcus.
[ Hooves clopping ]
Esther.
May I speak with you?
I'm afraid my brother and I
are in a hurry --
I can wait.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
I didn't sleep with you
to try and trick you or force
you to look after my child.
You know, I can earn
my own living.
But what I don't want is to be
alone for the rest of my life
because a man I was foolish
enough to marry
was too cowardly to face up
to his duties.
I'm sorry for what happened
to you, Esther, truly.
But I'm not ready to take care
of you or your child.
I ain't askin'
for your charity.
I'm only asking that
you not cross the street
every time you see me.
♪♪
♪♪
Kreizler:
...the murders are in service
to some kind of
psychological gratification.
[ Cups clattering ]
Mrs. Moore:
There you are, John.
Laszlo was just explaining
the difference
between a common murderer
and a multi-murderer.
Laszlo now, is it?
Please tell me
you haven't come here
just to frighten
my grandmother.
[ Scoffs ] I'm not the least bit
frightened by these...
psychopaths.
Actually, John, I've come here
to invite you to the opera.
The opera?
Yes. the 24th.
It's "Don Giovanni."
You are aware of
the importance of that day?
It's the Feast
of John the Baptist.
Once a Catholic...
I'm afraid I have
a prior engagement
with Miss Howard
and Commissioner Roosevelt.
It'll keep me occupied
most of the evening.
Perhaps you'd care
to join us?
Perhaps after the opera.
May I suggest we skip
the opera?
Unfortunately,
that won't be possible.
Our presence is required
as a necessary prelude
to later events.
How so?
♪♪
Certain "followers of my work"
will expect us there.
[ Crow cawing in distance ]
Woman:
Lovely day, isn't it?
♪♪
Shall we say
half-past 7 then?
[ Crying ]
[ Sniffles, crying ]
[ Gasps ]
♪♪
[ Crying ]
♪♪
[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Whispers ] Oh...
You're dirtier than a savage.
She only loved me
when she bathed me.
She washed me.
[ Voice echoing ]
You deserve it.
So pretty.
Look at the little bird
in its nest.
So pretty, I'm gonna
snip it off.
[ Whimpering ]
[ Voice echoing ]
You deserve it.
[ Gasps ]
I love you so much.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Knock on door ]
♪♪
I wanted to apologize.
I'm sorry if
I was discourteous.
Thank you.
♪♪
Okay.
♪♪
[ Speaks indistinctly ]
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Woman singing aria
from "Don Giovanni" ]
[ Singing in Italian ]
♪♪
[ Laughter,
indistinct conversations ]
John Schuyler Moore!
Jack Astor.
Rather underdressed,
aren't you?
[ Opera continues in distance ]
Has it started?
Oh, nobody bothers with Act One.
The fun only begins
when Don Giovanni seduces
the ladies --
something with which
you're quite familiar.
If you're referring
to Julia Pratt,
I believe you're
more familiar than I.
Come on now, old man.
Let's have a drink.
♪♪
If I still drank, old man,
I would prefer to drink alone
rather than with you.
[ Scoffs ]
[ Continues singing in Italian ]
♪♪
[ Man singing in Italian ]
♪♪
[ Woman singing in Italian ]
♪♪
Moore: I remain baffled as
to why I'm attending the opera
on a night as important
as this.
Where are the others?
Roosevelt's watching
Brooklyn Bridge,
and Sara and the Isaacsons
are expecting us
at High Bridge Tower.
It's best we leave now.
♪♪
Laszlo, we've got to go.
[ Men shouting indistinctly ]
Come on! Hyah!
[ Indistinct shouting
continues ]
Sara: Detective Sergeants.
[ Horse whinnies ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
♪♪
Whoa, boy, easy, easy.
-Man: Oh! Whoa now!
-Man #2: Whoa now! Whoa!
♪♪
They're all out there
tonight.
The guardians
of the social order.
Box 16.
[ Opera continuing faintly ]
You meant it when you said
certain "followers
of your work."
♪♪
Byrnes.
♪♪
[ Ticking ]
♪♪
Lucius: What did Mr. Moore
tell you exactly?
[ Whispering ] That he
and Dr. Kreizler would join us
just as soon as they could.
♪♪
[ Playing "In quali eccessi --
Mi tradi quell'alma ingrata" ]
There's still time.
[ Singing in Italian ]
♪♪
He's not taken his eyes off us.
♪♪
[ Continues singing in Italian ]
♪♪
♪♪
[ Water trickling ]
[ Playing "Don Giovanni!
A cenar teco m'invitasti" ]
♪ Don Giovanni! ♪
♪ A cenar teco ♪
[ Whimpering ]
♪ M'invitasti... ♪
[ Whimpering ]
Would you kindly see if there's
anyone in the corridor?
♪♪
[ Singing in Italian ]
♪♪
♪♪
-There's no one.
-Excellent.
♪♪
[ Don Giovanni
continues singing ]
♪♪
[ Breathes sharply ]
[ Singing in Italian continues ]
♪♪
♪♪
[ Explosion ]
[ Screams ]
[ Lowered voice ]
Now, John. Let's go.
[ Explosions continue ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Horse whinnies ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Sara: When Dr. Kreizler
visited Beecham's rooms,
what did you discuss?
I told him about the eyes,
the heart in the box.
Was there anything else
he seemed interested in?
Man: Hyah!
[ Rattling ]
This isn't the right way
to the High Bridge Tower.
We're not going to High Bridge.
The map of
the city water system.
Do you have the map
with you?
Sara and the Isaacsons
are waiting for us there.
Half the city's police force
is staking out the place.
Then they shall be
disappointed.
What the hell are you
talking about?
He didn't take the eyes
this time.
Conscious or not, his focus
was on something else.
He's changing.
The ritual is changing.
♪♪
Kreizler: Think, John.
What did you find
in his rooms?
A map?
The map on its own
tells us nothing.
The box with
the child's heart.
Not a child's heart.
Someone older,
someone close to him.
His mother.
It's not only love
that resides in the heart, John.
It's pain.
♪♪
I'm going to see if I can find
out what's happened to them.
You made me lie to them.
I had no choice.
If the police were to get
their hands on Beecham --
But Roosevelt trusted you.
We all trusted you.
[ Hooves clopping ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Metal clinks ]
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
[ Door clanks ]
[ Moore grunts ]
[ Creaking ]
Help! Help me!
[ Joseph yelling indistinctly ]
Joseph! Joseph!
[ voice echoes ]
Help!
[ Muffled shouts ]
[ Panting ]
[ Muffled shouts ]
♪♪
Moore: Joseph!
♪♪
♪♪
[ Grunts, groans ]
♪♪
Joseph!
[ Voice echoes ]
♪♪
[ Lightbulb shatters ]
[ Shards clink in distance ]
[ Panting ]
[ Lightbulb shattering
in distance ]
[ Shattering continues ]
[ Moore panting ]
Joseph.
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Panting ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
Is he all right?
Yes.
Thank God.
Joseph.
[ Running footsteps above ]
Joseph. It's me, John Moore.
[ Creaking ]
Listen to me.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
♪♪
[ Footsteps continue above ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
♪♪
[ Creaking ]
♪♪
[ Thud ]
[ Clank in distance ]
♪♪
[ Lowered voice ]
Hey, Laszlo?
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
♪♪
Laszlo?
♪♪
[ Thudding ]
[ Moore grunts ]
♪♪
[ Gasping ]
Aah!
♪♪
[ Water trickling in distance ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
Man: Hyah!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Whispers ] Japheth.
[ Inhales deeply ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
-[ Grunts ]
-[ Gasps ]
[ Breathing shakily ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
I could take your eyes...
♪♪
...but I want you to see.
[ Grunts ]
[ Shouts ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Groans ] Aah!
Stay there.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
I know who you are.
I know what's been done
to you.
You don't know anything.
Nor does the child.
He had nothing to do with
what your mother did to you!
[ Gasps ]
He's as innocent
as you once were.
Killing him
won't rid you of her.
♪♪
You think that's why?
Japheth. Japheth --
[ Cocks gun ]
Where do you think you're going?
No!
[ Gunshot ]
[ Groans ]
[ Thud ]
[ Gasps ]
♪♪
Well...
looks like I walked in
on a bloodbath...
[ Chuckles ]
...and covered myself
in glory.
[ Breathing heavily ]
A terrible bloodbath
it is, too.
[ Breathing heavily ]
All these poor people dead.
[ Cocks gun ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
And me...
just too late to save 'em
from a madman.
[ Running footsteps
approaching ]
[ Panting ]
Well, if it isn't Miss Howard.
[ Breathing heavily ]
The first woman to work for
the New York Police Department.
[ Breathing shakily ]
'Tis no business for a lady,
especially one as delicate
and lovely as yourself.
[ Gasps ]
[ Inhales sharply ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Inhales shakily ]
[ Gags ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Body thuds ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Gags ]
[ Exhales ]
Japheth.
John. John!
[ Groans ]
♪♪
Damn it.
♪♪
[ Whispering ] Joseph.
Joseph.
It's okay.
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Kreizler groans ]
[ Water streaming loudly ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Beecham grunting ]
♪♪
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Gasping ]
Can you hear me, Japheth?
[ Breathing shallowly ]
♪♪
What made you kill them?
♪♪
Tell me why, Japheth.
Why?
[ Wheezes ]
Why?
♪♪
Japheth.
♪♪
Japheth.
Japheth. Japheth.
♪♪
Japheth!
♪♪
♪♪
Tell me what happened
with Captain Connor.
[ Door opens and closes ]
He left me no choice.
He would have killed us all.
♪♪
I shot Captain Connor, sir.
♪♪
♪♪
You've always had the courage
to do what's needed to be done.
♪♪
Your father would be
proud of you.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Knife blade clacking ]
[ Clacks ]
[ Clatters ]
♪♪
[ Door creaks ]
♪♪
♪♪
In every way, a perfectly normal
and healthy brain.
Moore: What does that prove?
That he wasn't insane?
It proves we don't know
anything.
God works between the lines.
[ Sighs ]
Roosevelt: Just think
what you achieved,
finding a killer with
no connection to his victims.
I wonder how long
he would have stayed hidden.
Somewhere inside, I believe
he wanted society to know
he's its tormented offspring,
a living reminder
of all the crimes we commit
behind closed doors.
What matters is
you stopped a monster.
We set out to find a monster,
but all we found was
a wounded child.
♪♪
Forgive me, but... [ Sighs ]
I'm exhausted.
♪♪
I know how badly
you wanted him alive.
The Jesse Pomeroys
and Japheth Durys of this world
will take their secrets
to the grave.
But there will be others,
I have no doubt.
And from them,
we might one day learn
what compels a man
to do evil.
And to do good.
And to do good.
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Horse blusters ]
[ Church bell tolling ]
[ Bell continues tolling ]
[ Flashbulb pops ]
...and although Captain Connor
was no longer
serving with
the Police Department,
his adherence to the moral code
he once devoted his life to
saw him act
in a most brave and...
honorable manner.
We can credit good police work
to putting an end
to the horror that has
plagued our city
these past four months.
[ Baby fussing ]
It is my pleasure to present
this Medal of Commendation
to the family
Captain Connor left behind.
♪♪
[ Applause ]
Ten hut!
♪♪
[ Flashbulb pops ]
♪♪
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Strings playing ]
♪♪
Regardless of the difficulties
and personal misfortunes,
the past four months
have proved to be
more than a fruitful
partnership.
I daresay what we now share
is...friendship.
Then a toast to friendship.
Friendship.
All: Friendship.
[ Chair scrapes floor ]
Here's to you, here's to me.
May we never disagree.
But if we do, hell with you.
Here's to me.
[ Laughter ]
[ Glasses clink ]
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
[ Chair scrapes floor ]
[ Indistinct conversations,
silverware clinks ]
[ Lowered voice ] John.
This was for Mary.
♪♪
I'll hope you'll find
someone you can give it to.
♪♪
Thank you, Laszlo.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Cloches clank ]
It's really over now,
isn't it?
You sound disappointed.
I've never had
an experience like this,
and I wonder how many more
I'll be allowed.
Somehow, I get the feeling
you're done with people
allowing you to do things.
[ Kisses ]
I meant what I said before.
No, you didn't.
You're in love with what
you don't have.
You're in love
with your dreams.
Aren't you?
Yes. I suppose I am.
Very well, then.
I shall wait very patiently
until you become
Chief of Detectives.
In the meantime, let me
accompany you to a carriage.
I'm perfectly safe,
thank you.
Cab!
[ Whistles loudly ]
Man: Come on now.
[ Horse whinnies ]
[ Carriage wheels rattling ]
Man: Whoa.
[ Carriage stops ]
♪♪
He won't wait all night.
The 20th century
is almost upon us,
and with it, a bright new future
with bright new ideas.
Why, women might even get
the right to vote.
Washington Square, please.
[ Hooves clopping ]
John Moore,
you just took my cab!
♪♪
[ Whistles loudly ]
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Hooves clopping ]
♪♪
[ Hooves clopping ]
[ Clopping stops ]
♪♪
[ Horse blusters ]
♪♪
-He's there.
-Thank you.
[ Insect buzzing ]
[ Horse blusters ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ In German ]
I don't really know why I came.
[ In German ]
Maybe because now I'm free
to speak my mind.
I've always blamed my failings
as an adult
and what you did to me
as a child.
Those failings...
were my own.
[ Indistinct conversations
in distance ]
I remember something
you once said to me.
"Nature never allows a man
to be more than he is.
Only less."
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For years, I believed
those words reflected
your own bitterness
and failure.
But now I understand
there were for my benefit.
You were simply preparing me
for what you knew would be
a life of disappointment
and pain.
But you were wrong.
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I know that now.
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I still believe we can be
better than nature intended,
even if you can't.
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You did the best you could.
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Goodbye, Papi.
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