( theme music playing )( distant flames
crackling )( glass shattering )Is something wrong? – There’s a fire.
– What? ( glass shatters ) Go to your sister.( woman coughs )Man:
Another couple of buckets
of water over here.Man #2:
Watch your step.
It’s a mess over there.You needn’t have
come over. I could hardly sleep
with all the to-do. Was there anything
important inside? I’ve no idea. I never go in there. Man:
the back looks good.I think everything’s
out there.Do I look ridiculous? Well, I think
we both do. I’ve looked around.
Nothing’s out of sorts. Did you think
it might be? Well, better to
make sure, isn’t it? Well, compost can
spontaneously combust. How’d you come
to know that,
Miss Predock? It’s just
an odd fact, really. Was there compost
in there? I haven’t
the slightest idea. Whatever started it,
it burned fast. Oily rags? Owen:
Well, young sir,
what did you see? – The fire starting.
– And before that, though? Nothing. But if you saw
the fire starting, you were already awake. I was looking
for the man. What man? The gypsy. – Margaret: What are you
– He was here. – Owen: In the garden?
– In the street this morning. How do you know
he was a gypsy?He had his bag
with himfor his gypsy things. Owen:
What was he doing?Walking by the house. Did you see him
again tonight? Time to get back to bed. – Can’t I stay up?
– Enough adventures
for one day. Off you go now.( teakettle whistling )A man? That he saw
in the morning
on the street. I wouldn’t make
too much of it. –Then why is Gareth here?
– Precaution.And precaution
brought you here
at 2:00 in the morning? Perhaps I wanted
to see Miss Predock
in her nightgown. That’s an interesting
thing to say. I’m here because
Mr. Thompson’s away
on business and he asked me
to look in. Was it Gyp Rosetti? – Who?
– The man Teddy saw. We have his dog. Mr. Rosetti’s
not a gypsy. Mr. Thompson had
some business with him,
but it’s well concluded. And he wouldn’t bother
with setting fires
in your yard. Oily rags. Unless you believe
in the pooka roaming the fields
at night. The pooka takes the shape
of a black horse. Owen:
He also appears
as a goat or a rabbit.Margaret:
And how would
a rabbit start a fire?Owen:
That’s just my point.You should have
seen this place. Swarming
with state police. Schwarzkopf himself
made use of my office. – Who’s that?
– The top banana,
that’s who. – And where are they now?
–The troopers?Well, they’re gone. There’s nothing left
for them to do. Now that your
flown the coop. You think
I wanted him here? It was play nice or end up
a rib roast like Sickles. 11 men died and you’re
making jokes? A robbery– that’s all
he said it’d be. I had no idea, I swear.You of all people–
I mean,I’m the sheriff,
for Christ’s sakes. He leave anything
behind– Rosetti? – You mean besides
the dead bodies?
– Mickey:Any hooch?Any of our alcohol? Not a drop. He comes back,
you see one hair on his greasy fuckin’ head,
you pick up the phone. – You hear me?
– I swear, Eli,
on my kids, you’ll be
the first to know. One more question– is it true Rosetti
was wearing a dog collar? ( giggles ) ( taps window )( car horn honking )Hello? Hello? – Oh, you startled me.
– I’m sorry, I– – is this room 404?
– Yes, sir. I’m supposed to meet
a Mr. Means. There’s no one
here, sir. The last guest
checked out last night. – He did?
– Actually, it was
a woman– French. – You can still smell
– Remus:Hello?It appears we’ve
been stood up. Remus can see that. If you’ll forgive me,
I do need to get back
to work. Nucky:
What do you make of this?– Is it the right day?
–We can’t both be wrong.First Wednesday
of every month. –Did you call him?
– I don’t have his number.Remus does. Then Remus should call.
What are you asking me for? ( chuckles ) –( phone plunger clacks )
– Long distance.Washington DC. Yes, I’ll hold. Something smells here.Perfume, she said.With Daugherty. Harry’s all right. What rock have you
been under? There’s a Senate
subcommittee. I’m sorry, sir, telephones
are for guests only. – Yes, operator,
I’m still here.
– Maid:Sir.Shall I phone
the house detective? Let’s call
from the lobby. And give this flophouse
any more business? I’m heading home. He’s from Cincinnati. And so the braves
were assembled before
Chief Running Deer, the campfire blazing
in the darkness. “Which of you
stole the horse?”
the chief asked.The first brave said,
“Not I,”as did the second brave
beside him.They stood there
in silence. Then finally,
the honest Injun
stepped forthand told the truth,
admitting it was he.Upon hearing this,
the wise old chief
looked at the braves.“My sons,”
he proclaimed,pointing to
the honest Injun, “I have chosen
your new chief.” Men:
Hear, hear.Thank you,
Mr. Attorney General, for that very
inspirational tale. As I look out
at the eager faces – in this room today…
– You okay? – …I see the moral
fiber of America.
– ( Jess whimpering )You boys will be
the leaders of tomorrow.And when one of you
youngsters becomesthe next Andrew Carnegie,
the next Babe Ruth–maybe there’s even
a Warren Harding among us–you will recollect
that the values that
brought you successwere instilled
by the Boy Scouts
of America. Well, it’s all there
in the Scout Law, isn’t it? – ( Jess whimpers )
– A Scout is trustworthy,
loyal.A Scout is helpful,
friendly, courteous.A Scout is kind, obedient,
pure of thought and deed.How could we let it
get this far? Brace up, Jess.
Not here. We stole, Harry.
We stole. Apart from
the laws of God, has a greater doctrine
ever been forged? Man:
Hear, hear!( sobbing, coughing ) Now, while we enjoy
breakfast, Troop 14 from
Laurel, Maryland, will serenade us
with a campfire favorite. Jess isn’t feeling well.
He got a bad sausage. They undercook it,
it tends to spoil. ♪ Ging gang goolie
goolie goolie goolie
watcha watcha ♪ ♪ Ging gang goo,
ging gang goo ♪ ♪ Ging gang goolie
goolie goolie goolie
watcha watcha ♪ ♪ Ging gang goo,
ging gang goo ♪ ♪ Hayla… ♪ Margaret:
very skillful,except for the K
and the R.The K is hard. We can go over it
after dinner. – Shall we do that?
–( dog barking )Teddy:Okay.–( patting )
– Come sit beside me.I know things
are difficult right now, but we’re all safe here. There’s nothing
for you or your sister
to worry about. What about the gypsy? Why would
he start a fire? Because Daddy’s
not here. He started the fire
and your father wasn’t
here to catch him? Or because your father’s
not here, he started a fire? Can’t Owen
live here with us? What? No. Mr. Sleater works
for your father. And that’s not
what we’re talking
about right now. The important thing
to remember is that we all need
to be careful so that accidents
don’t happen again. Agreed? It’s not going
to happen again. All right, then. After supper,
we’ll tackle the K. I don’t know what
your split is
with Gillian, but I can guarantee you
this is better. – 70-30, her favor.
– There you go, then. This is a 50-50 deal. You sell to the johns,
to the other girls. And you smoke it
like opium? ( laughs ) ( kisses )
Sure, if you like. You can sniff
a little, too. – Even shoot it.
– ( snorts ) What the fuck?! – You just barge in?
– Give me that. And get dressed. That’s mine. We have standards
here, Charles. Our girls don’t
peddle dope. If they made any money,
they wouldn’t have to. You dress these whores
like schoolmarms. It’s tasteful,
the way things
ought to be. In any event,
it hasn’t stopped you from sampling
the merchandise. ( laughs ) It’s the 20th century,
sweetie. You wanna make a buck? Have them start showing
a little skin. Whatever would I do
without your advice?( door opens )( sighs ) I gotta go. I’ll see you next time
I’m in town. But unfortunately,
that won’t be here. Gather your things.
You’re fired. – What?
– Hey! I’m part owner
of this joint. But it’s my house,
remember? I thought
it was Jimmy’s. Actually,
you’re right, it is. ( chatter ) Man:
What are you hearing,
any scuttlebutt?I keep calling
Jess Smith, but I can’t
get a straight answer. For 10 grand a month,
you think you’d at least
get reassurance. Well, I’m not paying
another dime. Here’s a new face.
What brings you to town? –Well, isn’t this chummy?
– We’re in the middle
of a private meeting.Well, now you’re
in the middle of another one. Remus has business
that doesn’t concern you. You get lost on your way
back to Ohio? – I’ll call you later, Nucky.
– I’m here now, Harry. And I want answers. Boys, give us a minute. Your man Means didn’t
show at the hotel. – Something came up.
– And you couldn’t
pick up a phone? How much trouble
are you in, Harry? I told you,
it’s a witch hunt. And your companion there
looks like he’s about to be
burned at the stake. Jess is fine. He’s under
a little strain is all. – These investigations–
– So who’s the patsy, the poor sap you’re gonna
feed to the wolves? I don’t know what
you’re talking about. You indicting me, Harry? Don’t be so dramatic. That’s not an answer. I don’t owe you one. Indict Remus instead. – That’s never gonna happen.
– Why not? Because Jess Smith
would be implicated, too. He’s the only one
Remus ever paid directly. You’ll save your lackey’s ass
over someone who’s given you – hundreds of thousands
–Hearsay.I never accepted
a red cent from you,
Mr. Thompson. I delivered
the State of New Jersey so your fucking puppet
could pretend to be
president. You’re the only Republican
that voted, eh? Harry, I swear
to Christ, if you bring me down,
you’re coming with me– lock, stock,
and whiskey barrel. Who do you think
the American people
are gonna believe? The Attorney General
of the United States or a washed-up bootlegger
from New Jersey? Well, I guess
we’ll find out,
won’t we? A rather frank
individual, isn’t he? Who could use
a lesson in civics. Well, I shall endeavor
to do my best. So they give Forbes the boot
and nothing changes. The Veterans Bureau
still denied me benefits. Coffers are empty, pal. I have half a mind
to head down to Washington and shit on
the White House lawn. – ( men laugh )
– Man: I’d like
to see you do that. President Harding said
he’ll take care of us. – Shouldn’t we
give him a chance?
– ( men scoff ) – Yeah, right.
– Man:Go back
to Kansas, kid.The Bureau give you
disability? ‘Course not.
Why you think he’s here? They said that my injuries
did not prevent me from securing
gainful employment. Jesus, what’s it take? – I say we start
the petition like we said.
– Men: Yeah. You finished
with the bellyaching? Some of us would like
a drink. Yeah, I’ll second that. France–
big fuckin’ deal. What’s that
supposed to mean? – At least you were
fighting white men.
– Aw, here we go. – Our hero
of the Philippines.
– ( men laugh ) Bring democracy
to the savages–
bullshit. We fought that war
for the Sugar Trust. – What?
– You’re talking like
a Bolshevik, mister. Grow up, sonny.
Get your diaper changed. Men:Oh!– What are you
looking at, Half Moon?
– Lay off, Sagorsky. Drink your drink
and shut up. – Man:Shove it.
– Man #2: Yeah, shut up.One of these days
I’m gonna teach you
a lesson, son. – Fight night’s
– Man:There you go.– Farm boy’s got
a big trap.
– Man: Ooh. I can make a fist, too. You’re pissing up
the wrong tree. – Man: Do it.
– Tomorrow night, then. Here’s to you, boys. Bunch of fuckin’ saps. – ( men grumbling )
– Fuckin’ asshole. –( chatter )
– ( announcement over P.A. )And a pack of Luckies. Keep it. Help you fellas? We were thinking maybe
we could help you. Well, I have no bags,
but thank you very much. – Day-tripper, huh?
– Stay awhile, see the sights. Actually, I’ve got tickets
for a Broadway show
tomorrow night. –Eddie Cantor.
– Lincoln Memorial’s
finally finished.I hear it’s
really something. You gents with
the Chamber of Commerce? – We’re with
the Justice Department.
– Harry Daugherty’s outfit. And you’re bragging
about that? –What’s in the bag,
– Cough syrup.Not feeling well? I have a train, boys,
so if you don’t mind… We do mind, actually. Well, gee, this here’s a violation
of the Volstead Act. ( grunts ) Stick around, pal. We got a nice,
comfy room for you, courtesy of
the attorney general. –( knocking at door )
– ( Margaret sighs )
Yes?Sorry to disturb,
ma’am. Miss Predock
is downstairs. She is aware Mr. Sleater
doesn’t live here, isn’t she? There’s something she needs
to discuss with you. What’s going on? I think he… may have gotten lost. He was over
on my property. Why? Maybe we should talk. Go sit in the parlor. You’re not to move
until I come for you. – Understood?
– I need my bag. We’ll discuss that later. Go on. I don’t mean to be
melodramatic. I– I was getting ready
to go back to Philadelphia
for the week and I just wanted
to be sure– well, oily rags
and all that. I found him
in my garage. – Doing what?
– He wouldn’t say. But… Look, I loathe
busybodies, so not a word. But if you ever
want to talk, I’m a good listener. Yes.
Thank you. I didn’t do it. Do what? Burn the greenhouse. Why were you in
Miss Predock’s garage?( dog barking )You must have had
a reason. The man. The gypsy man? He was going to light
another fire. – Why?
– Because he… likes to burn
things up, I guess. And what are these for? I don’t know
what to do with you.You sneak about.
You lie.You destroy things.You’ll end up
hurting people. Do you think
that’s right? Stand up. Face away from me. Now go to your room! ( men cheering ) ( laughing )
Come on, you fuckin’
powder puff. – Is that all you got?
–( overlapping voices )
You got that mouth of his!– Come on, Tuck, you got him!
– Come on, Tuck, baby! Come on, hit him!
Hit him! That’s it, Tuck!
Come on! ( all shouting ) Come on, Tuck! Man:
Come on, baby, yeah!Man:Give him a shot
in the kisser!
Well done!–That’s it, baby!
– Man #2: Come on,
he’s nothing.–Come on, give it to him!
– You kiss the Kaiser
like that?Man #3:
Come on, Tuck!Don’t let him get a hit in!
Don’t let him dance
around you, Tuck!Come on, Tuck,
give him one!–Come on, sock him!
– ( yelling )– All: Oh!
– Man: Come on. ( cheering stops ) Fuckin’ tomato can! Come on, get up,
get up, get up! ( men shouting ) Come on! Man:
Keep going, Tuck.
Don’t give up!Come on, Tuck.Give it up, old man.
You got nothing left.Man:
The body, Tuck–
hit the body.Man #2.
Again. Hit him again.Man #2:Come on,
he’s just an old man.Man #2:
You’ll show him now!
Attaboy!Give it to him, Tuck!( men cheering )That’show I kiss
the Kaiser. 18 goddamn hours without so much
as a telephone call. A phone call? We’re lucky
they even fed us. Moldy cheese
on stale bread–
you call this food? Depends how hungry I am. Alby Gold. – Nucky Thompson.
– Nucky? That’s quite a moniker. So what are you
in for, Nucky? An unquenchable thirst. Me, I’m in
the hooch business,
a wholesaler. – Nabbed me
with quite a haul.
– You don’t say. Almost five cases, nearly an entire
week’s work. I got a still
in my basement. Is it worth it? I mean, there’s gotta be
easier ways to make a buck. If there are,
I haven’t found any. Say, um, you gonna
eat that? Sullivan, Goodheart,
McHugh, and Tinao,you’re up.Catubig. Beg pardon? Catubig. – It was a battle.
– Philippines. We lost. But do you think
we gave up the fight? “To serve honestly
and faithfully against all enemies.” ( sighs ) Where’s my bottle? What’s all this bullshit
about alcohol?( car approaches )A man is willing
to lay his life down
for his country, you best let that man
have a goddamn drink. His daughter’s here. ( sighs ) Dad, again?I’m fine.I should see
the other fella, right? – I don’t need any help!
– Of course not,
Gentleman Jim. You’ve got it all
under control. Thank you. He’s a bit
of a handful. You’re welcome. I’m Julia Sagorsky. Richard Harrow. Well, don’t take
any wooden nickels. –( engine starts )
– ♪ By the pure of the river ♪♪ She is glazing ♪♪ And I’m longing to see ♪♪ My mountain pure ♪♪ I am going home
once more ♪♪ To the loved one
I adore ♪♪ Down where the silv’ry
Mohawk flows ♪♪ By the pure
of the river ♪♪ She is glazing ♪♪ And I’m longing
to see ♪♪ My mountain pure ♪♪ I am going home
once more ♪♪ To the loved one
I adore ♪♪ Down where the silv’ry
Mohawk flows. ♪( gavel bangs )Docket number
US 137-aught-4, United States versus
Leon Bradford Wendover for violation
of Title II, Section 3
of the Volstead Act. – Miss Randolph?
–Mr. Wendoverwas caught red-handed
selling 10 cases
of rye whiskey to members
of Phi Sigma Kappa. Mr. Davidoff? Your Honor, my client
has no knowledge– Judge:
Yes, yes.I want you both
up here now. Your client’s guilty. – Your Honor, this hearing–
–Guilty.The fine is $5. – Let’s move on.
– Sure, yes. $5? Is this
some sort of joke? This entire undertaking is sort of a joke,
wouldn’t you say? –Next!
– ( gavel pounds )Clerk:
US 137-aught-5.United States versus
Enoch Malachi Thompsonfor violation
of Title II, Section 3
of the Volstead Act.Step up, please. – Miss Randolph?
– One moment, Your Honor. I wasn’t aware
this defendant was being
brought before you tonight. First, let me say
that Mr. Thompson enjoys
the dubious distinction of being the premier bootlegger
in Atlantic City, New Jersey. The People
on a previous occasion
prosecuted Mr. Thompson – for solicitation
of murder, graft…
– Objection, Your Hon– …extortion,
and multiple violations
of the Volstead Act. We request a fine
of $2,000 and a sentence of one year
in a federal penitentiary. – Jesus Christ.
– Your Honor, my client
is being charged with possessing
one pint of liquor. $5. Your Honor, to allow
this man to simply– Judge:
I sympathizewith your desire to bring
purpose to your life. However, this courtroom
is not the place to do it. – Next.
– Clerk:Docket number
US 137-aught-6.United States
versus Albert Isaac Goldfor violation
of Title II, Section 3
of the Volstead Act.Can you break a hundred? –( music playing )
– Crowd: Whoa!– ( applause )
– Crowd: Bravo! Barker:
Here it is, all night.Right here,
starting right now.We’re going to bring out
the fire-eaters,the snake girl,
the Indonesian midgets.Watch the doorway.
Here they come.We’re gonna bring them
out here– all three–so you can see
what they look like.Here comes
the Princess of Fire.She’s gonna swallow
a little fire for you
right now.Watch the doorway.
Keep your eyes wide open.You don’t want to miss
any of the acts.It’s all free.Gonna do a little magic
for you.This was taught to me
by our master magician.Just one of the 10 acts
you’re gonna see
on the inside.Watch the bill,
watch the bill.Keep your eyes
on that bill.( men laughing )( chattering ) That’s not true. Somebody butt me. Here. Thanks. Thank you. Are you from
Atlantic City? Evansville, Indiana. Here just looking
for work. – What’s your name?
– Roger. Roger McAllister. Do you ever dream,
Roger? Well, sure. I mean, who doesn’t,
right? It’s wonderful,
isn’t it? A world where
we’re safe and happy, surrounded by
those we love. Uh, yeah. I mean,
I– I guess. Dreams are where
we should live. But we have
to live in life. I know it’s not proper
to talk to strange men. No, no. You remind me
of someone. – Man: Good night, Esther.
– Good night. You know,
haul me in there another
hundred thousand times, you might actually put
a dent in my bankroll. I only enforce the law.
I don’t set the fines. It was a joke. Seeing you in handcuffs
already had me in stitches. I’m guessing
you don’t have a lot
to laugh about these days. Heading home? Why would a man like you
ask me a question like that? It’s nearly 5:00 a.m.,
I’m hungry, and I hate
to eat alone. Whatever it is,
you have to admit, it’s probably going
to be interesting.( music playing )I thought
you were hungry. I’m fine
with coffee. But you go ahead. You look like
you need it. You see yourself
as some sort of paterfamilias,
don’t you? I didn’t go
to law school. What does that mean? The patriarch,
the boss. Well, Iwas
county treasurer,but those days are gone. “Where are the snows
of yesteryear?” You’ve got
a poetic side. Yes, I’m all lace
and potpourri. You know, we do have
a common enemy. – Surprise me.
– Harry Daugherty. I assure you,
the attorney general
and I get on quite well. The Queen
of the Night Court– scourge
of the saloonkeeper. It’s an honest living. But not what you had in mind
when you accepted a position with the attorney
general’s office. I finally got you
convicted. I don’t think
either of us will see that
as our finest hour. Is there a particular point
you’re trying to make? Your boss is going
to indict me to save his own skin. – I’ll root for
the home team, then.
– Which team is that? The one that set you up
for a fall in Atlantic City and then blamed you
for bungling it? Worked out
pretty well for you. But you had me
on the ropes, Esther. And if you don’t think
I was sweating, – you’re selling
– I’m… flattered? And here you are now
with a 20¢ breakfast, intelligent, capable,
and invisible. Is this where Eve
gets offered the apple? It’s where I offer you
George Remus. – He–
– I know who
George Remus is. – Don’t you think
he belongs in jail?
– Instead of you? He’s the biggest bootlegger
in the country. And I can give you
his entire operation. He’s directly connected
to Jess Smith. And Smith connects
to Daugherty. Who, for that reason,
would never allow Remus
to be prosecuted. But if the whole
ball of wax was sanctioned
by a higher authority, someone winds up
with a career-making case. I’m $5 worth
of trouble, Esther. The real crooks
are in an upstairs office
in the Justice Department. That’s quite
an allegation. I’m just telling you
what you already know. President Harding
would never force
Mr. Daugherty’s hand. – Unless someone made him.
– Such as? I’m working on it. Can we at least say
that I’ve piqued
your interest? What makes you
think that? You’re still
sitting here. Maybe I’m just hungry. Here’s a chance
to fill your plate. Esther:Say hello
to Mrs. Thompson for me.– Gillian: That’s it.
That’s it, baby.
– Yeah, yeah. That’s it. Come on, baby. ( gasps ) ( gasping ) ( kisses, sighs ) My God, you’ve taken me back to the way
I used to feel. Are you really 29? – Does it matter?
–Ain’t never made
a girl older than me.But, hell, none of them
make me dizzy like you
make me dizzy. You’re a gentlemen
above all else. Shoot. How long have you been
at this boardinghouse? – A week on Friday.
– Then what? Just about bust. I can’t afford
another day. – Unless you get a job.
– Yeah. You– you got a line
on something? I can ask around. That’d be swell. What do they call you
back home? How do you mean? You have a nickname? No, but–
it’s just plain Roger. – Well, I’m going
to call you James.
– James. Why James? Because he was a king. Margaret:
Arkansas.Little Rock. –Colorado.
– You skipped one.California. What is the capital
of California? Sacramento. You’re quite remarkable.( door opens )Finish your breakfast.( kids chattering )Sorry to interrupt. Is something wrong? No, not at all. Just wanted you to know
we caught the man. – What man?
–The vagrant.He’d been sneaking
about the neighborhood, breaking into yards,
sleeping where he can.He lit the fire to keep warm
and it got out of hand.Anyway, you won’t be
seeing him again.He– what did you do? It’s all taken care of. ( buzzing ) Mr. Harrow,
good afternoon. I don’t mean
to intrude. Your father
left his jacket. This fell out
the pocket. It got scratched. – Thank you.
– Is he feeling better? He’s asleep. – I’d ask you in, but–
– No, I understand. No. I mean,
Dad’s going through
one of his moods. I don’t want to
set him off again. This was
my brother’s– Fred. He died in the Argonne right before
the armistice. Mm. My father can’t
forgive that. Goes off
to the Legion Hall like he’s going
to find Freddie
just sitting there. “Hi, Pop.” He gets himself
into these fights. Mm. You have family? A sister. Are you close? We’re close. Then she’s lucky
to have you back. – Margaret over phone:Hello?
– Nucky: It’s me.I, uh, was detained
in Washington unexpectedly. But I didn’t want you
to think I’m not concerned
about what’s been going on. Nothing has been
going on.You don’t need to be
stoic about it.A vagrant started a fire. He’s been caught and… taken care of, I’m told.The greenhouse
can be repairedif that’s what
you’d like.That isn’t important.
But, yes, have it repaired. – Announcer:Final boarding
on track number seven…
– Margaret: What is important?–( train horn blaring )
– I’m sorry, there’s
a lot of noise.What did you say?I asked you what you think
is important. Look, I didn’t call to– The kids.
The kids are important. Are they all right?Margaret?We’re all fine. Teddy’s been
protecting us.Really?Well, he’s a brave
little scout.We should have
a conversation when you return. – We don’t have to.
–I think we do.Things just can’t go on
being every which way,
can they? They’re calling my train. Then you should rush. – Mr. Murray?
– Ma’am? That was just
on the phone. He says you needn’t
with us anymore now the danger’s past. You sure? You’ve been
a great comfort.( Emily whispering )
Are you sleeping?– ( Teddy whispering ) No.
–Tell me again.It’s just going
to scare you.It won’t, I promise.It’s better
when you say it. The gypsy man,
he lives up the road. He used to
live some way–
somewhere else. He lives there now. Why is he so mean? Because he used
to be a rabbit, but he got turned
into a person. And that made him angry. And when
he doesn’t like you,
he burns you up. Does he know
about us? He knows
Daddy’s not here. What if
he comes back? Nothing’s going
to happen to you. How do you know? He tries anything, I’ll stick him
in the face with this and I’ll kill him.( women laughing,
chattering )( music playing )Pardon me. Have we met? Right. You’re the one who went
missing three days, one of which
was my opening night. If I told you
where I’ve been,
you wouldn’t believe me. I’m sure you’re right. How’d it go? “As the object
of Izzy’s comic
affection, Billie Kent
is heaven-sent.” “New York
Evening Journal.” ( chuckles ) Not bad. I also got a business card.
Some movie director. What’s his name? ( phone ringing ) My public simply
can’t get enough. Hey! She’s not here. Gaston:Ah, but what great
good fortune you are,
Mr. Thompson.Gaston Bullock Means.How’d you get this number? Oh, your naughty
virgin’s listed. I do hope her hospitality
exceeds that of Miss Randolph.Stale coffee
in some greasy spoon.Actually, I invited her. What do you want? To merely offer
my services. As a fount of information
regarding a mutual–
( chuckles )I’m afraid the term “friend”
would be gilding the lily.It would if you’re referring
to Miss Randolph’s boss.Indeed I am.Seems lately our Mr. Daugherty
can’t retain any ally except that
Jess Smith. And what would
set me back?Well, the same 40,000
that would now be
gathering mossat the bottom of my fishbowl
had I met you in New York.That’s a lot of money
for mere information. What if, by fact,
I could introduce you
and Miss Randolph to an individual
who couldcut the Gordian knotthat is your mutual conundrum
with the attorney general?Tomorrow night,
Atlantic City. A suite at the Ritz
will be waiting.I shall pack my very best
bathing costume.Just bring whatever
you’ve got on Daugherty. Big doings, Gus? Nothing worth
bringing up here.( banging )( banging continues )( phone ringing ) – Hello?
– Margaret:Katy?–It’s Mrs. Thompson.
– What time is it?Late. Early. I need Mr. Sleater.I thought
he was with you.He certainly is not.Sorry.
I don’t know where he–( clicking )( music playing )( thunder rumbling )Stay where you are! This is how
accidents happen. What are you doing here? Mr. Thompson called. Concerned about you
and the children. I know you sent
Gareth away. You gave me a fright.( chuckles )
You gave it right back.I just rang you.( thunder rumbles )Here I am. You heard something? What? To come out so. I heard you. Right. Well, at least
the greenhouse is safe. After you. Could do with
a lock on this. To keep
the vagrants out? I wouldn’t worry
much about them. Was there even one
to begin with? You can tell me. He smelled real enough,
I promise you that.( thunder rumbling )I thought Teddy
started the fire, and I punished him. Ah, you’re his mom. He’ll forgive you. I’ve done what I thought
was best and wound up here. How did that happen? There’s questions
best left till morning. Then why do we ask
ourselves them at night? Ah. Must be the pooka again. Now you are trying
to scare me. And Katy’s wondering
where you’ve got to. The Royal Constabulary
never kept watch on me
this closely. – She doesn’t want
to lose you.
– Oh, aye. Up there on the shelf with the rest
of the Kewpie dolls. Does she really? And names for
every one of them. Good night. Wait. I don’t think
it’s wise. Don’t we both know
how to keep a secret?( music playing )♪ I wandered today
to the hill, Maggie ♪♪ To watch
the scene below ♪♪ The creek and the creaking
old mill, Maggie ♪♪ As we used to
long ago ♪♪ The green grove is gone
from the hill, Maggie ♪♪ Where first
the daisies sprung ♪♪ And the creaking
old mill is still, Maggie ♪♪ Since you and I
were young ♪♪ And now we are aged
and grey, Maggie ♪♪ And the trials of life
nearly done ♪♪ Let us sing of the days
that are gone, Maggie ♪♪ When you and I
were young. ♪