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what's your name, darling?
Annie.
Are you on your own?
Are you on the hop?
[ Tune plays ]
[ Men shout, horse neighs ]
Excuse me, sir.
Would you like me to pleasure you?
No. Child.
I don't want that.
[ Dogs barking ]
[ Explosion, neighing ]
Aaaaah!
Move it. Come on, let's go, boys.
Move!
Go. Keep going.
Right on schedule.
Go, Ted, look out.
Police! Drop your weapons!
Jesus
Christ!
Don't shoot!
I give up. Look, here's me gun.
Fine work, Lewis.
Always good to be on the right side of the law.
[ Groan ]
Christ, we got to be quick.
Take a fistful of coins and run.
God bless you, Detective Corcoran.
Corky, all right if I go have breakfast with my wife?
Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?
This time, ask her to let you keep some of the loot.
May the pox rot both your dicks.
Mwah.
[ Laughter ]
Caught in the act,
you lousy cur.
When will they learn?
Got you a nice new watch, sergeant.
Maguire, be on your way.
Corcoran and me will watch over this money
'til the cap'n gets here.
[ Sniff ]
Next time,
I'll be leading the apprehension
of the criminals.
This war hero crap don't cut nothing
with me, Corky.
I had a brother like you.
Too smart for his own good.
Got himself knifed in the groin.
Don't be too smart, Boyo.
All these cutthroats dead?
Aye, cap'n. I was just
praising Detective Corcoran for a job well done.
Quite a mess.
You pick up the strays.
You put the bags in my carriage.
Sergeant Byrnes and I
will return this money to the bank.
[ Laughs ]
You're a copper.
♪ One Jeremy Lanigan battered away 'til he hadn't a pound ♪
♪ his father, he died, made him a man again ♪
♪ left him the farm and ten acres of ground ♪
♪ he threw a grand party for friends and relations ♪
♪ who didn't forget him when come to the wall ♪
♪ and if you would listen, I'll make your eyes glisten ♪
♪ I'll tell you the story of Lanigan's ball ♪
♪ six long months, I spent up in dublin ♪
♪ six long months, doing nothing at all ♪
♪ six long months, I spent in dublin ♪
♪ learning to dance for Lanigan's ball ♪
♪ I stepped out, I stepped in again ♪
♪ then I stepped out again, then I stepped in again ♪
♪ I stepped in again, then I stepped out again ♪
♪ learning to dance for Lanigan's ball ♪
[ Slam ]
[Gasp] Christ!
Copper.
Can't you knock?
You want me to knock?
A little courtesy's all I'm asking.
I'm not thinking courteous thoughts right now.
[ Gasp ]
Oh, you're an angel. Oh.
[ Sighing ]
What does Corcoran see
in Eva?
Does she remind him of his mother?
I know this...
she can't possibly remind him of his wife,
that sweet little thing, his Ellen.
Do you think she's going to come back
or do you think she's gone...
stop talking about Kevin's wife.
Do you understand me?
Forgive me, Molly.
Just...
don't be talking about his wife.
Kevin's like my brother.
A girl I know down in new Orleans
wants to bring up some creoles,
open up a joint near the fifth Avenue hotel.
[Chuckle] It's a different world
on 23rd street... so many millionaires.
Before the war, there were just a few,
and, now, there's gaggles of them.
Would you like to get rich with me, Corky?
What do you mean by that?
[ Laughs ]
Nothing.
Just a bad dream.
For your captain.
[ Pounding on door ]
Yes?
There's a body in Cow bay.
I know this girl.
She was hit down hard.
You feeling all right, Kevin?
Why would I be feeling all right,
looking at a dead child?
We'll take her to O'Malley's mortuary.
No. No, not yet.
Help me.
Here, cover her up.
[ Pounding on door ] [ Snore ]
It's a white man.
I recognize him.
Matthew!
Shh, it'll be all right.
What do you want?
I want to know how she died.
$5.
Now, look here, snowball...
$6.
3 now, 3 after.
When will "after" be?
This time tomorrow.
$10 now and you're done by noon.
[Sigh] Well, if this city had a morgue,
like the one in Paris...
evening to you, gentlemen.
Uppity nigger.
He has a right to be. During the war,
he saved my hide at Chancellorsville.
Ah... I knew it.
I would've been there with you,
if it weren't for my eye.
[Chuckle] I know you would've.
I'm sure they'd take you now.
Go away! Cigar?
Ah!
Let's go back down the paradise
for a nightcap.
I'm going to head down to the docks.
Kevin.
If McClaugherty's ship had come to port, we'd know.
Are you certain of that?
Since I came home two months ago
and found an empty home,
I ain't certain of anything.
I'll walk with you, then.
[Clapping] All right!
Everybody, give me your attention!
[ Baby wails ]
If you should happen to come across
a distinctive gold locket engraved
with the letters e and c on its face.
It might have pictures of a man...
[joining in] And a little girl on the inside.
Shut up!
Two months, I've been living in this rat's lair
and, all this time, every single day,
he goes on about a goddamn locket.
Enough to make a man weep!
I said, shut up!
Detective Corcoran?
Good morning, Julius.
I'm to bring you to Mr. Morehouse.
Corcoran's your man.
He whipped the 71st regiment into shape
and the Irish were as fiercely loyal to him
as he was to me.
God's truth, he had no reason
to follow my sorry ass.
A Harvard boy, playing major?
I was all theory and ideals.
[ Knock at door ] [ Laughter ]
Detective Corcoran, sir.
Winfred Haverford. How do you do?
It is a pleasure to meet the man
who cut off Robert Morehouse's leg.
Cut off my leg and saved my life.
A perfect, precise, clean cut.
My surgeons were extremely impressed.
Luck of the Irish.
Always so modest, Corky. He saved my life
and got himself a detective's badge.
If you'd have brought me back dead, my father
would've had the mayor make you a count.
[ Laughs ] [ Chuckle ]
Sit. How about a whiskey?
No, thank you.
Winfred is staging a prizefight
on Staten Island.
He needs a respected former pugilist,
such as yourself; Of unimpeachable integrity,
such as yourself; To referee the match.
And I, of course, thought of you.
I always call a clean and straight fight.
I promise you that.
I saw you knock out Mike McCool in '58.
63 rounds.
God almighty, it was amazing.
Well, it turns out
it wasn't the real Mike McCool.
[ Laughs ]
If that'll be all, major, I have business to do.
There is one more item.
That ship, the Gantelope,
in which you're always so interested.
Well, the harbormaster tells me
she's due back in port any day now.
With Tungus McClaugherty onboard?
Who knows?
The bastard may have been lost at sea.
Thank you.
Peculiar.
Stain deep in the skin,
calluses.
I doubt the child ever owned a pair of shoes,
but she is very clean.
Her scalp? Somebody even
combed jasmine all through her hair.
Yesterday, when I saw her
at the stables, she looked like hell.
Well, somebody dolled her up
between then and the time of death.
Her vagina was bespoiled with semen.
I also examined the hymen, which was
newly bruised, but the skin did not bleed,
meaning she was deflowered after she was killed.
She was a virgin?
Yes.
She offered to, uh,
pleasure me for an egg yesterday.
Well, she died a virgin,
from a single blow to the head.
This mark here, you can see it,
shaped like some type of ornament.
You can see it's starting to fade,
so I made a sketch.
Any guesses as to what the shape's supposed to be?
Damned if I know, but the sketch is
the actual size of the wound.
Can you figure out what she was hit with?
Can I? Yes. Will I? No.
Today is moving day.
You're moving? To where?
Just up north of the new park.
Carmansville.
So far away?
Not so far, now... railroad put in
a station at 157th and Amsterdam.
Even so.
Look around you, Corky.
Since the riots, my people have been
moving out of five points.
My wife?
Her brothers were hung by the neck
from that very lamppost.
The Irish mob burned the two bodies.
She never got to bury her brothers.
She remembers the screams.
We've all of us heard screams, Matthew.
I'm off to see Dr. Grimes
to verify your findings.
You're not going to tell him it was me, are you?
If you do, he'll deny what's in front of his eyes.
I'll say what I always say...
I'm the genius.
And then, I'll take her
to O'Malley's funeral parlor.
[ Bell tolls ]
Oh! Watch where you're going!
Annie? Annie!
Annie!
Get out of the way! Move!
Annie, where are you?!
Annie!
Woman: I'll never go off with you again, ever!
[ Coughing nearby ]
Annie?
Hey, Annie?
You got another egg for me, handsome?
Who is this, Annie?
[ Gasping ]
[ Hyperventilating ]
Annie.
Annie, look at me! Annie, who is this?!
Annie! Who do you think you are?
Ohh!
I'm the police, you stupid bastard.
Annie! Annie!
Vera.
Vera, come along, dear, come.
Ah. Good evening, Mr. Morehouse.
Bill.
Welcome, sir, to Contessa Popadou's.
Thank you.
[ Piano plays ]
Ladies.
[ Giggling ]
Monsieur m.
Always a pleasure.
Contessa.
Ah. [Sniff]
[Knocking] Contessa: Monsieur Morehouse.
One minute.
I have a special lady
for our special guest.
Come in.
[ Sniffle ]
Andrew.
You think Molly could be a wife?
You think she could be capable of that?
You're considering a marriage
to that trollop?
I dunno.
Molly's got a way about her.
I wonder what she'd be like
if I took her away from all that chintz.
And where, on God's green earth,
would you be taking her away to?
I could buy an acre, do a bit of farming.
A month of plowing,
you'd slit your own throat.
All done here, Kevin.
Shall we say a prayer?
No. I want you two to go find Annie.
Why? Why waste our time?
We solve murders, Andrew.
Annie may lead us to this girl's killer.
And I don't want Annie,
or any other child, to be next.
Finding this girl's killer
isn't going to bring your daughter back.
Shut up.
I'll search for Annie, Kevin.
Soon as we make the collections.
Captain's tax comes first. You know that.
All right, you two take off.
I'll track down Annie myself.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
Annie?
Annie.
[ Gasp ]
It's okay. Stop it.
[Crying] Don't hurt me!
Please! Don't kill me!
Annie.
Annie, I'm not going to hurt you.
Annie! I'm not going to hurt you.
Please don't hurt me!
Annie. Annie! I'm not...
I'm not going to hurt you, Annie.
[ Sobbing ]
It's okay. It's okay.
[ Whimper ]
It's okay. It's okay.
When pa died,
me and my sister Kate were alone.
I was begging in front of
contessa popadou's house.
She invited me in. She was so kind.
Soon, I learned
the reason for her kindness.
A certain kind of gentleman
will pay a high price for girls my age.
10 days, I was a prisoner.
Then, glancing out the window,
I saw my sister searching for me.
The Contessa was standing right behind,
said Kate should come live with us.
I said no.
The Contessa threatened to send me
to Blackwell's Island...
don't worry about the Contessa.
I'm going to be paying her a visit.
Corky will crack her French head.
Tsk.
I didn't want to go to Blackwell's Island.
So, two days ago, I saw Kate again
and yelled for her to come to the house
and, when the Contessa
was distracted with my sister,
I ran away.
Was there
one particular man
who preferred little girls?
[ Crying ]
Annie.
Answer me.
Leave her be.
Molly's going to give you a hot bath
in your own room.
And you're going to sleep for a long time.
That sound good?
We're going to keep you safe
until you're healthy again.
So you don't have to be afraid,
all right?
Some along, hon.
You're in a gentler joint, I promise you.
Morehouse: General McClellan did not seek the presidency,
but was forced to accept it by acclamation.
Woman: You know that the emancipation proclamation
has put fear in the hearts of the Irish.
They're terrified that the negroes
will come north and steal all their jobs.
All Tammany Hall must do is get
the Irish to the polls, drunk or sober.
I predict McClellan will carry the city.
Remarkable.
So do I.
Winnie, do you know how lucky you are,
to have wed a woman not only politically astute,
but brilliantly articulate as well?
That is why I imported her from england.
[ Laughs ]
Little good does being astute do me.
Prussian ruffians and fenian louts
can mark their ballot with an x,
but I, being a woman,
do not have that right.
How about I give you my vote?
I was favoring Frémont.
[Laughing] Frémont?
What?
Now, there's a dark horse.
If your father heard that you
were supporting Frémont, he would spit nails.
And how do you know what my father would do?
He is Norbert Morehouse, after all.
Yes, he is.
I'm off to New Orleans to inspect the Creoles.
Through enemy lines.
I've got two passes,
one signed by president Lincoln,
the other by president Davis.
You're not the only one with fancy friends.
I'll be gone a week or so.
Don't use too many of the girls.
You're the only one I want.
I'm done upstairs with the...
why are you unpacking?
Before we go, there's something I must do.
Matthew.
It won't take but a while.
You head up to the new place with the Monroes.
I'll come in a few hours.
That man, Corcoran, is evil.
No. He's our friend.
[ Piano plays indoors ]
Hyup.
We're all paid up, copper.
You got no business here.
I just need to speak to the Contessa
for a moment, Bill, about a murder.
Well, anything you've got to say
to the lady, I'll pass on
as a service to the police.
Well, this little girl,
this beautiful,
beautiful little girl, um,
somebody cleaned her up,
combed some oil in her hair,
and then killed the poor child.
Bashed her head.
Now, why would somebody...
why would somebody do that, Bill?
Maybe she had it coming, eh?
Evening.
You and me,
we're going to talk about that little girl.
[ Corcoran grunts ]
You know everything that goes on
in the bowels of that whorehouse!
Tell me who killed that little girl!
I've been thinking about it, Bill.
You're the kind who'd rape the little girl
after you beat her to death.
Why don't you unchain me, huh?
Accuse me man-to-man!
[Laughing] Oh, man-to-man?
Aye.
You want a fair fight?
Ach! Ahh!
You're talking to the wrong...
ah!
Ohh!
[ Groan, moan ]
I didn't kill no bloody little girl!
[ Man coughs, glass breaks ]
You want a boiled egg?
I'll take one for my wife.
She likes eggs.
The girl was killed with a walking stick.
Well, the girl's name was Kate.
The head of the walking stick was made of something
equal or greater in density than bone.
Maybe silver, maybe ivory.
"The blow was struck by a man
approximately 6'0 " tall."
Bill Longin is
a good 6 inches taller than 6'0".
Who is Bill Longin?
You sure about this?
Couldn't someone taller have been bending down
or kneeling, or something?
Then the angle would be different.
[ Sigh ]
Well, damn me to hell.
[ Shuddering ]
It's all right.
Shh!
You didn't kill that girl.
They're going to hang me for it, anyway.
No one's going to hang you, Bill.
[ Sniffle ]
Just tell me what happened
at the Contessa's that night.
Come on, Corky, be honest.
Would you betray her trust, eh?
Yes, yes, I made that cane.
The head of a wolf. One-of-a-kind.
Anniversary gift.
Given by who to who?
I'm not at liberty to say.
This is a police investigation, sir.
My clientele is of the highest order.
You can talk
or you can pray.
Haverford.
Winfred Haverford.
Deliveries out back.
Mr. Haverford, please.
Detective Corcoran, Metropolitan police.
I will inquire.
There's a Detective Corcoran here to see you.
What does he want?
He didn't say.
Send him away.
The cane belongs to Winfred Haverford.
He told the Contessa that the girl fell,
hit her head.
But I went over the wound on her skull
with a magnifying glass
and made a drawing of the mark,
which matches the head
of Haverford's walking stick.
And...
Dr. Grimes at St. Vincent's
makes notice of the mark as well.
Winfred Haverford.
You didn't talk to any reporters?
Of course not, cap'n.
Of course not.
What a world we live in, eh, detective?
That the body of a young girl
could be so brutally used
and discarded so easily.
Yes, sir.
And, uh, with your permission...
sergeant Byrnes and I will be
taking charge of this investigation.
That'll be all.
Admirable work, detective.
Yes.
Admirable work, Boyo.
Man: ♪ I know
♪ a valley fair
♪ Eileen Aroon
♪ I know
♪ a cottage there
♪ Eileen Aroon
♪ far in that valley's shade ♪
♪ I know a gentle maid ♪
The blind boys of Alabama: ♪ friend of mine
♪ what can you spare?
♪ I know sometimes
♪ it gets cold in there ♪
♪ when my legs
♪ no longer carry
♪ and the warm wind
♪ chills
♪ my bones
♪ I just reach for mother Mary ♪
Ah. Julius.
Let me guess... you're going to take me
to see Mr. Morehouse, aren't you?
♪ And I shall not walk ♪
♪ alone
Detective Corcoran, sir.
Here's the sleuth
who practices modern scientific methods of deduction.
Morehouse: I think he's rather ingenuous, really,
figuring out your walking stick
was the murder weapon.
Explain to the detective.
Last night, Bill Longin confessed to the murder of Kate Reilly.
Mr. Haverford was a victim
of the panel game at the Contessa's house.
Haverford: Do you know how
the panel game works, detective?
I know how the panel game works.
I wasn't aware that the Contessa
was a practitioner.
We weren't aware of it
because she was getting away with it.
While Mr. Haverford was being, um,
entertained
by two lovely ladies,
Longin was going through Mr. Haverford's clothes
and the child interrupted.
The girl screamed and Longin hit her
with Mr. Haverford's stick.
The case is closed, detective.
Bill Longin will hang and a fine
will be levied on the Contessa.
[ Laughs ]
Ah, justice.
Winnie was understandably quite upset
to have been suspected
of such a reprehensible deed.
His good name, and all.
He wanted to have you dismissed,
but father said no.
After all, you quite competently,
and quite discreetly,
gathered the evidence and presented it
to your superiors to be judiciously evaluated.
Father says you're to be commended.
Bravo.
[ Sniff ]
One more item, detective.
The Contessa once told me
that the girl has a...
a sister, a twin, name of Annie.
Where is she?
I put her in the convent of St. Brenda's,
with the nuns.
Good.
I only want what's best for the child.
Thank you.
Anybody comes asking about her,
you fetch me right away.
You can count on me, Kevin.
Where you going?
[Sigh] See a dead man.
You're dead!
C'mere, copper, c'mere, so I can break your face!
Shut up, you scum!
Bill!
Bend over, Corcoran, I got a present for ya!
Detective Corcoran, ha ha. Come on in.
Awfully sorry about this, Bill.
Oh, don't be.
The situation turned out to be
a very good thing for me. [Laughs]
Have a drink with me, pally.
Well, ain't this a pig living in muck, eh?
Yes, it is.
If you'd have told me last night
that we'd be sipping Brandy
and smoking cigars,
I'd have told thee to lick my arse.
Bill, I could slip you out, get you to Boston.
Wouldn't be hard to do.
Don't bother thyself, lad.
Truth is, me liver's shot, aye.
Doc Claggett gives me less than a year.
So you're just going to let them
hang you for this girl's murder?
Do you know what's bloody priceless?
I get to live like the king of Siam
for a month,
me Sophie gets $5,000,
and, best of all,
the public gets the satisfaction
of seeing someone hang for this heinous crime.
The public ought to see the man
who actually committed this heinous crime
hang for it.
Never gonna happen, copper.
You know this stretch of road.
Things are different for people like them
than they are for people like us
and there's bloody naught we can do about it.
Come on, what is it your people say?
Sláinte.
Hey, give me some of that.
Get off.
Ellen?
You here to berate me
for accusing your husband?
I'm here for the truth.
Did Winfred kill that little girl?
Yes. [Swallows]
And he had his way with her?
He did.
[Crying] Promise me
Kate Reilly's murder will be avenged.
[ Singing ]
Tell me about Kevin Corcoran.
Where's my wife?
Is he prone to violence?
Your friend Corcoran is beneath contempt.
Which puts him one level above you.
I saw a white men outside on horses.
Don't shoot!
I want to buy five points.
Buy five points? Why?
Who are ya? I'm her father.
Your father's not dead. Mr. Reilly was here?
Why do you care about that little tramp so much?
Why do you?
May God repay Winfred for all his deeds.
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