You need to make sure you rest.
Please, I feel good these days.
Brigadier general brendan donovan.
We have to be smarter!
-(groans) -better!
They captured the traitor, kennedy.
Great news, indeed.
I want you to take over my practice.
I no longer live in five points.
I shall rue the act of freeing you
For the remainder of my days.
(celtic music playing)
This lad here, number seven, just up and disappeared.
Same as the others. Sons, brothers, cousins, all from five points,
Two dead, five missing.
I can't have a repeat killer haunting my streets.
Two bodies, maybe the other five were kidnapped.
Even worse, a killer and a kidnapper.
Donovan, you ever hear of hydrargyri chloridum?
I thought you were a copper, not a chemist.
There's a doctor who helps me with cases from time to time.
Now, mcgrath, this boy, was found face down in a pit of his own vomit.
This doctor found traces of hydrargyri chloridum in that vomit.
This second body was the same.
Vomit laced with the drug.
So either our neighbourhood's found itself a new addiction...
Or someone's poisoning our boys.
So you're saying you believe that michael mcgrath is innocent
Of his brother's murder.
Innocent and still missing, with hope, alive.
And if these other kids were poisoned, we need to figure out who they were with
And where they were drinking.
Let's not let the body count get any higher, hmm, detective.
Kevin.
Where are maggie's things?
Did annie steal them?
Or did you?
You want this to be over but it will never be over.
Ignore me, that's fine!
Maybe you can force maggie out of your life but you cannot force her out of mine!
You can't make me forget or forgive myself!
What did you do, kevin?
I didn't know what to do, corky.
Ellen was acting all loony again.
Was that your maggie's?
Don't say nothing, child.
Boy: It's him! It's the rebel kennedy.
Woman: There he is! It's kennedy!
Man 1: Come on, it's that bastard kennedy!
Come on, let's get him!
Man 2: Hope they hang you, you bastard.
Woman: Traitor!
(all clamouring)
Woman: Traitor! Nothing but the gallows.
(laughs) robert!
Ah, robert. Glad you're here.
You have to help me. They're treating me like a savage.
I'm an innocent man being held on false charges. You know this.
Will you tell them? They'll listen to you.
You have been charged as a confederate spy yet you claim innocence?
I do.
You cannot possibly believe that you're guiltless?
(whispering) I was acting under confidential orders from the highest ranks.
Oh?
Misters william h. Seward and ulysses s. Grant ordered the attack.
They were the masterminds.
Kennedy, you are entirely insane
And quite crafty.
Now I stopped by not to converse but to inform you
That I intend to testify at your trial
And ensure that you hang.
Lock him up.
Name's maguire.
-Criminy. -Seamus.
Francis maguire himself.
Welcome to the druids.
Maguire: Fake cash gang.
The, uh, higher-ups, they prefer to call it a financial firm.
It's a far cry from your days at the precinct, eh?
What's the job?
Boodle carrier, same as me.
We take our firm's currency to merchants around new york
In exchange for the real thing.
Say, a hundred of our bills for five genuine bank notes.
Those merchants give their customers our reproductions as change
And their profits blow up.
It's brilliant, no?
And who runs the ship?
A manager oversees all this.
Above him is the forger.
The master. He's a true artist.
A goddamn mona lisa, the greenback he creates.
I thought the mona lisa was a painting not an artist.
I was just sayin', the work he does...
How do we get paid?
When we bring back the merchants clean cash we get a cut.
The druids, they don't mess around.
Like, to them, it's no matter.
A gun, a knife, they're not weapons, they're just tools to get a job done.
When do I start?
Corcoran: Do you happen to know two brothers by the name of mcgrath?
Yeah, john and michael.
Yeah. They were in a few days back, Wednesday past.
-It was an odd night for the brothers, though. -How do you mean?
Well, when the boys belly up, they hold their own.
They were both lightweights that night.
A couple of drinks, all was swell.
Then these two gents bought 'em a third round.
Halfway through their mugs, the mcgraths nearly dropped to the floor
And those two fellas had to help the boys home.
Disturbing my staff, corky?
I've got two brothers, one dead, one missing.
More and more likely this was their last stop before fate stepped in.
More than one man spent his last night here.
Hardly men. John and michael mcgrath.
Oh, the mcgraths.
(sighs) admirers of the creole girls.
They were last seen here Wednesday. You happen to...
Um... I was otherwise engaged that night.
Ah.
We talked with the mother but she's a lost soul.
The father, brogan mcgrath, he's a queer one. You ever hear the boys talk about him?
In passing. As far as I know, I've never met the man myself.
They claim he disappeared when they were small.
Said he headed west.
Returned a few months ago, just after the election,
And when the boys asked him where he had been, the father said
He was in on the california gold rush.
Gold rush dried up a decade ago.
Well, the men in this town are not necessarily known for their honesty.
Did the mcgrath brothers ever say anything about their dad being a solider?
If he had been, you think he would have told them about that glory
Instead of some tale about being off searching
His pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
Thanks, richie.
-Those clean? -Yes, ma'am.
Let's see it.
Check 'em again fake bills out in full sway.
Okay.
What can I get ya?
Seamus: (whistles) looking dapper in those duds, me boy.
Maguire: You present yourself as high king, they see you as high king.
You said this was an upper-crust buyer.
Indeed it is.
There's news. Nellis' is using fake greenbacks?
Most everyone is.
Hey. (knocks)
Best goddamn bakery in new york. Hmm.
Let's forgo the dance this time and I'll just ask.
Why? We have built a lovely life here in carmensville.
I made a vow to dr hegel
That I would help and heal those in need.
Without his presence in five points there will be a formidable void.
And I can split my time treating the sick between carmensville and downtown.
Matthew, you are a remarkable man and doctor
But you cannot physically run two practices by yourself
And I am not about to go back to the depths of darkness to assist you.
I am not asking you to come with me!
But I have made my decision.
I'm going to take over dr hegel's five points office.
All right, just over there.
-Thank you. -Woman: Dr freeman, dr freeman!
My youngin's are ill. Their foreheads are fire.
We heard you were back. Praise the lord!
Come on in, come on in.
Woman: All right then, just sit here now.
You can't remember one name? One fellow your boys had trouble with?
Nah. They were friends with everyone.
-No enemies? No threats, no fights? -Nah.
When's your husband due back?
(scoffing) hell if I care.
If I'm lucky, brogan wrapped in the wheels of a rockaway carriage.
Christ, lady.
Mrs mcgrath, I know you've had a rough ride recently,
But you should have a bit more respect for your husband
After all he's been through.
What are you going on about?
He was serving his country in the union army, same as I did.
You fell for that line of nonsense?
(sighing)
Ah, you know. To hell with him.
To hell with this country and this city.
Nothing but a horror story since the day we arrived.
Now it's gone and taken away me family.
Me sons.
(voice breaking) wee taste?
Maybe you should take a rest from the drink.
Swear to christ, it's the only way I can face not having me boys near to me.
'sides, I never had much of a taste for it till I ended up here.
My father used to say,
"there's something to be said for being with someone
"and not feeling the need to talk all the time."
Breathe deep for me.
(breathing heavily)
Hm.
Just sitting together, or walking in silence.
When kevin and I were first courting, there was a kind of beauty to the silences.
Not any more.
Our silences now are filled with blame.
With disgust and distrust.
Ellen, I...
Your focus is improving greatly.
(inhaling sharply)
Kevin sent away all of maggie's belongings.
Her toys, her clothing, everything.
Ellen, you are suffering greatly.
Both of you are suffering.
While you faced horrors here at home, kevin faces his own horrors on the battlefield.
To watch his friends die.
To kill men whom he knew had families.
Men not unlike him.
And then to barely escape his own death when he attempted to desert.
He hasn't told you?
When kevin received word that maggie had died,
And that you had disappeared,
He ran away from camp.
To find you, to say goodbye to maggie.
But he was caught, convicted, and sentenced to execution.
And kevin sat in chains, waiting for death.
Talking of you and your daughter.
And all the mistake he'd made in leaving you here.
Major morehouse used his influence to get kevin pardoned,
Under the condition that he go back in to battle.
All the while knowing that his family had fallen apart.
Brogan.
Detective corcoran. Out on the beat, huh?
Off-duty today. Would you believe it?
Could get used to this life. Maybe take an early retirement.
(brogan laughing)
Smoke?
Love one.
Just ran into one of the lads from my old regiment.
Haven't seen him in over six months.
You know when you,
When you don't see someone for a long while but when you do,
-Seems like no time has passed? -Ach, sure.
You just pick up where you left off, you know what I mean?
Same with me and the fellas I served with.
Maybe it's because of the boys taking fort fisher, but
I've been reminiscing.
What would you say you miss most about being in the army?
Ouf... Tough... Tough question.
-Certainly wasn't ducking bullets, aye? -(both chuckling)
-If you asked me I'd have to say camaraderie, you know? -Oh.
Bucking and gagging.
Ah, yes. Bucking and gagging got us through some tough times, to be sure.
Bucking and gagging. What, you
Like having a piece of wood shoved in your mouth,
Your whole body tied with planks and boards,
For days you can't move, can't talk?
That's what you miss about the union army?
-Military punishment, torture? -No, no, I misunderstood!
Bullshit! Your wife was right. You're nothing but a goddamn no-good, lying fraud!
Impersonate a soldier. Sacrilege!
Your sons, your wife, they deserve better than you.
Brogan: Aah!
Regarding the ceremony.
(woman speaking french)
Sara: I don't understand what you're saying!
Sorry.
From the book of common prayer ...
Speak, pray, preach what you wish. It's all the same to me.
Reverend.
You have made this dress disgusting.
What on earth could be the cause of such commotion?
She dares suggest changing the pattern.
Sara, what was your suggestion?
Uh... I thought that perhaps,
We try the lacing in the front,
From the collar to the hem.
(sighing)
Elizabeth: Well, I quite love the idea.
Mrs haverford, this is not a corset,
It is a wedding gown.
Yes, my wedding gown. And it is your behaviour I find quite disgusting.
(speaking french)
Sara, your work is quite lovely.
This evening robert and I are hosting mr frederick douglass,
Reformer and orator. He'll be speaking in our music room.
-Please attend. I think you'll find him most captivating. -Hm.
Twenty-one, 22, 23, 24, 25.
There we are, now.
Your pile's only waist high, hurley.
The deal was 50 of yours for 500 of ours.
No, no, no. Twenty-five. It's always been 25.
That's not what I was informed. Seamus.
It's not what we was informed.
(scoffing) I will pay only 25.
I always pay only 25.
That's final.
Aye.
Well, if you say it's final,
(spitting) I guess it's final, then.
Hey, those aren't free.
(scoffing)
You see, though, the thing you gotta remember about tobacco...
Is it burns.
Aaah! Aah! Aah!
(continues screaming)
Aah!
(sobbing)
Man: If I come back from chicago with a million dollars,
Say you'll marry me!
-I will. -You're the best!
I know.
Miss heissen.
Looking ravishing.
That I already know, general donovan.
Enlighten me with something I don't.
Have you been introduced to the table game faro?
It's a steadfast money winner for the house,
And I happen to know a most trustworthy dealer
Who'd be honoured to run the bank for your establishment.
Let's discuss it further in your office.
-This gentleman here, mister, um... -That's the george becks.
Mr becks is a performer on broadway.
He's gonna give you a little acting lesson.
Help you attracting the kidnappers.
Okay. But why me?
These kids, they were all the same type.
Strong, 15 to 18 years old, shitty households.
And they're irish.
But... I'm 27.
You look 16. And you're irish.
When I'm finished wrapping ya, you'll at least appear to be strong.
Let's work on your performance.
(clearing throat)
Now, watch what I do, and repeat.
(stammering) now that me mother's gone, I'm an orphan.
I got no one. Please buy me a drink, sir?
Now you try.
(whispering) okay.
Now that my mother is gone, I'm an orphan.
Stop! Stop!
What is that?
Um... Acting?
No, it most certainly is not. Listen.
(mimicking him mockingly) now that my mother is gone, I'm an orphan.
Heh? You try.
This time, with feeling.
Now that my mother is gone...
Becks: Oh, my god, you're just deplorable.
If there is any threat today, it is to the art of the theatre.
Once again.
(clears throat)
Now that my mother is gone, I am an orphan.
I have no one and no home, please, buy me a drink,
Sir.
Edmund kean is turning in his grave.
This amateur is beyond hopeless and I am wasting my time.
Good day.
I'll see you out mr becks.
Good.
Thanks.
Douglass: I end as I began.
No war but an abolition war.
No peace but an abolition peace.
Liberty for all, chains for none.
The black man...
A soldier in war...
A labourer in peace. A voter at the south as well as at the north.
America his permanent home,
And all americans
His fellow countrymen.
This...
Fellow citizens is my idea of the mission of the war.
If accomplished,
Our glory as a nation will be complete.
Our peace will flow like a river.
And our foundation
Will be the everlasting rocks.
(applauding)
Mr douglass.
With the 13th amendment, in the hands of the state legislatures,
There is great hope that your speech be well-remembered.
And your vision...
One realised.
(applauding)
Find phinbar, get him dressed.
We're heading to eva's at half-nine.
Phinbar.
(knocking on door)
You got a moment, detective?
Please tell me you're not here to report a missing teenager.
Thank the lord, no I'm not.
This afternoon I stopped by your home to give ellen her regular check-up.
How's she doing?
Motor skills have improved. Heart rate and lungs are normal, healthy.
-It seems as if she'll make a full physical recov... -How's she doing,
Matthew?
Her head is clearer. Much clearer.
Full access to logic, emotions, memories.
She spoke of your past, and your present...
Together.
Maggie's belongings.
I did what had to be done.
I'm not taking a side. I'm only telling what we spoke.
And I may have made a mistake.
And I could have stopped talking, but I...
Probably should have.
I went on, and now she knows of...
Your effort to get home.
I didn't know she was unaware of your desertion.
And I'm sorry, kevin.
It's not my story to tell.
Sara: Mr douglass.
I am blessed with a husband,
Who cares deeply for me. As I do him.
But I want to live my own life.
And I am having a... An impossible time reconciling my past.
For many years,
I've retained the bitterness from my days of captivity.
But slowly...
Over time...
I allowed myself to evolve.
Out of necessity.
When the moment is right, you will embrace the joy of true freedom.
You will take an action, and then be able
To evolve.
Coddington: The herald is running the piece.
"two boys dead, several more missing," that's a hell of a story.
I'll not let you charm or bully me into burying it.
I like the fact that we're both in the story business.
People come to me with stories all day.
Widows who lack pensions with children to feed. Working men,
Unable to find gainful employ.
Immigrants, scared and alone in a strange land.
It's my job.
My mission, as it were.
To find a happy ending to these stories.
Where was it, that you...
Said you were from again?
You know damn well where I'm from.
Ah, yes... Pawtucket.
I even happen to have a story about a man from pawtucket.
He's a good man.
A staunch protestant even helps out around the chancellery
When the vicar is ill.
He has six adorable children
And a lovely wife.
Does this story have a point?
Every story has a point,
Mr coddington.
Because you see this man from pawtucket
He travels when he works, and when he does
He enjoys an activity
For which he is not known locally to be an aficionado.
-What are you talking about? -Ha-ha, please.
Drunk and out of town don't count right?
I'll not be lectured on alcohol by an irishman.
But this fascination...
Obsession...
For negro ladies of the night.
You scheming, prepuce bastard.
And no one's gonna believe a bunch of coal-skinned whores.
Well, you're right.
You are right. Hmm.
Ah.
Which is why
I have
The sworn affidavits
Of six hotel managers,
-And over a dozen chambermaids. -It's unconscionable.
Now, I need your help.
Finding an end to this story.
Does the man from pawtucket agree not to run the article on the dead and missing boys?
Being that it needlessly inflames the public.
And most likely tips off the perpetrator,
Causing him to skip town, never to be caught
Or convicted.
Or does the man from pawtucket,
Awake one morning to read about his predilections
For negro flesh
In the pages of the herald's competitors.
Happy ending or sad?
You choose.
Mr coddington.
(dogs barking)
Mr o'hearn.
# oh, paddy dear, did you hear the news that's going 'round?
# the shamrock is by law forbid...
Man: Can I take you upstairs?
(continues singing)
Man: # st patrick's day no more to keep,
# his colours can't be seen
# for there's a bloody law against the wearing of the green
# I spoke with napper tandy and he took me by the hand
# he said "how's dear old ireland and how does she stand?"
# "she's the most distressful country that you have ever seen"
-(man continues singing) -(drunkenly) now that my mother is gone, I'm an orphan.
I got no one and no money.
-Buy me a drink would ya? -Piss off, you wee skunk.
Man: # for they're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
# so since the colour we must wear is England's cruel red
# let it remind us of the blood that irishmen have shed #
Oh, I've not yet had the chance to tell you...
I've paid a visit to robert cobb kennedy.
And... What did you say?
That I would testify to everything I've witnessed while in his company.
My words will ensure that he'll swing.
(laughs)
The man's mind was in shambles.
Or acting if that's the case.
Elizabeth...
I'm sorry, robert...
So very sorry.
What?
You have nothing to apologise for.
I don't know.
Sometimes I think I should have stayed in England.
You don't know what you're saying.
It must be exhausting.
The drink and the opium only exacerbate such tiredness.
You're still fairly new to its effects.
Rest on my shoulder.
It's foolish really.
Believe oneself a hero.
Seek fame and ovation by killing masses of innocent citizens.
Perhaps "fiendish vanity" is a more appropriate phrase.
We'll be there elizabeth.
I'll be there on the day that he hangs.
(sighs)
-(indistinct conversations) -(man singing mournful tune)
Beer.
Hey, mister.
(clears throat)
Now that my mom has gone, I'm an orphan.
I got no one, no money. Buy me a drink, would you, mister?
Bartender: Here you go.
-Just one? -Thanks.
Evening.
Seems your mug's about empty.
How about a drink? On me.
-Sure, mister. -Beer.
Bartender: Ten cents, for the two of them.
-Thank you much. -From around these parts?
-Uh, no. -How old are you, kid?
Nineteen.
Thanks.
For you.
Man: O'reilly!
I've been looking for you.
Where's my money?
(patrons clamouring)
(men grunting)
O'brien: You don't want that.
-(glass breaking) -(patrons continue clamouring)
O'brien: Come on. Come on! Come on.
Against the wall!
-Corcoran: Who the hell are you? -Who the hell are you?
I'm a copper, you blowhard.
I'm just a fella grabbing a beer. What's this about?
-(grunts) -oh, yeah?
You know what it's about. Murder.
Two dead boys.
(groans)
(clamouring)
Man: You goddamn thief!
-I'm gonna break your damn neck! -(clamouring continues)
The man's name is tim doman, according to one of eva's ladies.
Sullivan's got patrolmen searching the city over.
Doman will be in irons by tomorrow. We'll find those missing boys.
So, what now?
Home.
I'm going home.
We hand-picked you weeks after becoming a widow.
I sat beside you in that lavish drawing room of yours
As you agreed to lucrative southern cotton contracts
In exchange for investing nearly every cent you had left in out plot.
All of it to preserve your pitiful dream
Of remaining a member of that upper-class
To which you so desperately cling.
My involvement was meant to bring peace.
And, yes, I admit,
Increase my wealth.
Just tell me true...
Do you intend to tell the authorities of my involvement?
Well, that depends.
(coughing)
Oh, do you hear that? (sniffles)
It's like one of them goddamn seals barking down at the docks.
Well, your epiglottis is enflamed.
The back of your throat.
And your lungs are congested, that's why you're coughing in that way.
Am I dying?
-No, you'll be fine. -(coughing)
You have what's called "croup".
I'm gonna give you some thyme. It's an herb.
-You know how to make tea? -I'm irish, ain't I?
Yes, you are.
Use these leaves to make fresh tea, three times a day.
Within a week, your cough will subside.
I, uh...
All thanks, now...
But would you mind not telling anyone that I saw a nigger?
I mean, a negro doctor.
(clicks tongue)
(sighs)
Now, these things... You see,
If there's a problem, I act.
I try to fix it.
That's just the way I am.
But if, in trying to help, I hurt you,
Then I'm... I'm sorry.
(door opens)
Sara. What are you...
Did you travel all this way on your own?
Sara: No.
Mr monroe and his brother kindly drove me in their carriage.
Sit.
You've only just opened this office
And already you spend all of your time here, working.
You don't eat, you don't sleep.
This isn't healthy for you, matthew.
Or for us.
To be honest,
I don't know where we are
In life, in marriage...
In mourning.
It's time for me to
Evolve.
I now know things about myself that I have never known before.
We were to have a child
And I was to be a mother,
A strong mother,
But it wasn't the lord's will.
Instead,
I will be a strong wife,
A strong woman.
If this is where life has brought us, matthew,
Then I will accept and embrace it.
I want to help you help people.
Because
I want you.
(buttons unclasping)
(both breathing heavily)
-(grunts) -(moans)
(grunting)
(exhales)
(both panting)