The Artful Dodger (2023) s02e05 Episode Script

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[melancholic music playing,
Sarah Blasko "Flame Trees"]
Kids out driving Saturday afternoon
Just pass me by ♪
[Belle] She's rupturing.
I'm just savouring familiar sights ♪
- I promise you, I will fix your ailment.
- [breathing heavily]
We shared some history ♪
This town and I ♪
- [Hetty] Ready?
- [Belle] Proceed.
And I can't stop ♪
That long forgotten feeling of her ♪
[Hetty] Where are you going?
Lady Belle!
Time to book a room to stay tonight ♪
Oh, the flame trees
Will blind the weary ♪
Sneed.
Rainsford, please.
You can't let my mother stop my training.
- What will you tell her?
- The truth.
There's no change, there's no pace ♪
Everything within its place ♪
Just makes it harder to believe ♪
That she won't be around ♪
Damn, she nicked it.
- She's in no state to be nickin' anything.
- [gasps]
Fagin. [exhales deeply]
Didn't anyone tell you not to sneak up
on people in a bloody morgue?
No. What you up to?
Weaving a basket. What's it look like?
- Oh, that's got claws on it.
- Yes, it's embalming fluid.
Oh, fires up the nerves from both ends.
Right. I'll finish up.
We, uh, we got an errand.
Elizabeth Maxwell. Richest biddy in town.
Lady Fanny says
she wants a piece of our land.
We get her, Uncle Dickie follows.
And I get free.
Yes, yes, yes, yes. Get you free.
That really is a princely swig.
[exhales] What's this one?
Ooh. I wouldn't if I was you.
[Fagin] Oh!
Well, why on earth was she operating?
- My lady, I assure you, I wasn't aware.
- I had to do something.
Mother, she had an aortic aneurysm.
I know how that feels.
The pain, the panic, and the fear.
Then you should have
sought a qualified doctor.
What? The ones who dismissed my pain
as hysteria or women's problems?
I'm the only person in this colony
to diagnose and treat this ailment.
Dr Sneed, I will personally
pay compensation to the victim's family,
and my daughter's medical training
ends now.
- Anything to add?
- [Sneed] Yes.
I think you're wrong, my lady.
Lady Belle made the right decision.
She saw a critically ill patient and,
in the absence of other doctors,
performed a surgery
most of us aren't brave enough to try.
And yet the patient is dead. Why?
Because sometimes patients die.
But their chance increases
with more hands in the room.
[pensive music playing]
- The fault for this death is not hers.
- Then whose is it?
With respect, my lady, yours.
The Governor's.
Mine.
We're drowning.
The hospital needs
every sharp mind it can get,
and Lady Belle's is
well, it's extraordinary.
Keeping her away costs more lives
than the one she lost yesterday.
I beg you to reconsider.
[theme music playing]
[Crooky] I called you here today
for I have heard whispers
that make me fear
your faith is unsettled.
No, no. All is pious.
All is proper.
"Land as prosperous as your ambition."
[dramatic music playing]
Filthy snake-oil salesman! Piece of
Brother! Such outbursts
You know, there was a time when I too
wrestled with doubt.
- Did you, Father?
- I did.
But then appeared a shepherd in the
storm, just as my faith wavered most.
A man of conviction.
He told me to clasp the
burden to my heart and pray.
And almost miraculously,
the way became clear.
And I urge you, brother, to do the same.
Pray.
- [bell tolls]
- Yes, yes.
[solemn music playing]
God, if You're there,
and we both know that it's not likely
help me to crush Fagin like
the snivellin' little bug that he is.
Amen.
[indistinct chatter]
Mr Fagin, sir.
[people clamouring]
[Gideon] I must have an answer, Lady Fox.
No, Sir Gideon,
you've already had your share for today.
- [man] Lady Fanny, what an absolutely
- Yes, yes.
- beautiful dress!
- Hi. Hi.
This is magnificent.
Isn't it adorable?
I've been telling all my chums,
who've told all their chums
You're the greatest swindler
I've ever seen.
- When's this Maxwell woman due?
- Now.
I'm here to rabbit with
a man named Fagin.
[majestic music playing]
Through here, Mrs Maxwell.
Lady Fanny herself.
So, the rumours weren't idle prattle.
She's handy with a knife,
so choose your words.
And just, you know, relax.
I was relaxed till you told me that.
And here he is. Mr Fagin himself.
[Fagin laughing]
Mrs Maxwell.
- I hear your land is very arable.
- [Fagin] Oh.
Almost excruciatingly.
So, I've still got the verdant soil
beneath me nails.
Pastures?
[Fagin] Pastures are plenty.
Far as the eye can see. Farther.
Do you know how my late husband
made his money, Mr Fagin?
Teaching deportment, no doubt.
[Maxwell and Fagin laughing]
Fastest gelder of merinos in the colony.
Oh.
This is his knife.
Now, I want your land
because if it is what you say,
and I trust Lady Fanny that it is,
then I don't want
any other bastards gettin' it.
But, come here.
If you squander my trust
[Fagin] Ooh!
Yes. Well, I would expect nothing less.
[Maxwell chuckling]
I want two thousand acres.
You'll get the rest
when I sight the pasture.
[clicking tongue]
[chuckling]
[both laughing quietly]
[intriguing music playing]
Uncle Dickie, I saw
the most extraordinary thing in town.
People our sort are buying land
in the centre of Australia.
Oh! You haven't claimed it all
for the Crown yet, Edmund?
What?
Er, no. We haven't quite managed
to get out there.
Even Elizabeth Maxwell is buying it.
- [Dickie] Mrs Maxwell?
- Mmm-hmm.
Ah. I hear she's quite the bellwether.
[butler clearing throat]
Inspector Boxer, sir.
[Governor] Oh, thank goodness. Ah, Boxer.
Apologies.
- Could we speak in private, sir?
- Oh, no, no, no.
Do tell. [chuckles]
Phineas has been found.
- He's dead.
- [Lady Jane] Oh, no.
My men found him this morning
in Devil's Elbow.
[spits]
Oh, darling. The pulp?
No, not Phineas.
[exclaims sadly] He made
such a good mint julep.
[Governor] Mmm. Yes.
A robbery, perhaps?
No, my lord,
it seemed like a calculated murder.
His body was well-hidden.
It was only discovered
when the sewers flooded.
- Pardon me.
- Good Lord.
A member of my own household.
- [Boxer] Yes, sir.
- [softly] Yeah.
So, until the killer is found, I urge
Lady Belle cease her charitable activities
- in Devil's Elbow.
- Devil's Elbow?
[tense music playing]
I assumed you were handing out bandages
at Market Square.
[sighs] Devil's Elbow is most in need.
Governor, do you have anything to say
to your daughter?
- Edmund?
- What?
Oh, yes. Uh
There are to be no more bandages
in Market Square.
[Lady Jane] Inspector, where is
the safest place for my daughter?
I'd prefer her to survive the week.
[Boxer] I would suggest an environment
where her particular spirit
and intellect can flourish.
Escort Lady Belle back to the hospital,
where she will resume her duties
under Dr Sneed's strict supervision.
And you'll brief me
on your investigation this evening.
- Thank you.
- Don't mistake me.
I'm only allowing this
to keep you out of Devil's Elbow.
One more lie and this ends.
Now, pass the milk.
[amusing music playing]
Thank you.
Yes, yes. 2,000 acres.
You know, people have doubted me
all me life. But I've always thought
- [Flashbang] The greatest day of my life.
- if I persevere
- He's here, in our town.
- Who?
Ludwig Leichhardt!
Only the greatest explorer ever! Ludwig!
[wheels squeak]
[creaking]
[people exclaiming]
Port Victory!
[crowd cheering]
[Leichhardt] This is where my
heart lives. Right here, my friends.
I have returned
from the never-seen centre of Australia.
- [crowd gasping]
- Uncharted no more!
[crowd cheering, applauding]
Oh, dear.
[Flashbang] What's the centre look like?
A frozen tempest.
Blizzards. Glaciers.
Carnivorous beasts.
I lost so many good men.
Not quite right for sheep then.
Shut your face, Flashy!
An uninhabitable wasteland,
swept with gales of ice and snow.
Well, that puts the turd in the teapot.
And now, you too may journey with me
through the pages of my new book.
Across Uncharted Realms:
The Adventures of Ludwig Leichhardt!
[crowd cheering]
Who wants one? Let's go! Come on in!
No!
- [grunts]
- [door closes]
[Fanny] Are you the priest for the poor?
[intriguing music playing]
Indeed, I am, my lady.
Good. I'd usually see
our family chaplain, but
I wondered if yours is the church
that forgives terrible sins
for a small donation?
Yeah, 'course it is.
Although, a bigger donation
usually works faster.
- 'cause.
- Jack, you gotta come now.
- I'm a little busy, Flashbang.
- It's Fagin.
It's bad. Please.
- Oh!
- Sorry. What?
[exhales]
Come on.
Have a little nibble, Norbert. Open wide.
[Dodger panting]
I thought he was dying.
His dreams are.
Yeah. And so is my stake
in the land scheme.
Crumpets and kippers, and still nothing.
He might be done for.
He is fine. I'm going.
- We're ruined, Dodge.
- [exhales]
You'll never get the shigs
to set you free.
Why? What have you done?
I sold two thousand acres today
for a £1,000.
[Dodger] Well, that sounds good.
No, it's all lost.
There's an explorer in town.
He's been to the centre.
It's nothing but a fool's dream.
The bedrock of our fortune
has frittered into nothing.
I'd say we knew that already.
The centre is not fecund and verdant.
It's all ice and blistering winds.
What? So, hang on.
[clears throat] While you've been
sellin' land in the centre,
some explorer's said he's been there?
Straight to the Port Victory marketplace.
Bold as brass.
Bypassing the Royal Geographical Society
and the East India Company
to reveal it here at Port Victory first?
You got cotton wool in your ears?
How do you know he's been there?
Because he said he did, Dodge.
Must I clap out the syllables for you?
- Oh, he's lyin'!
- Yes.
The scum!
Suckling the last dregs of decency.
A cracked chamber pot of a man,
stinkin' like a fishmonger's floor!
Stay the course.
We've already lost the platinum.
I need the cash.
But figure out this swindler's game.
Be shrewd about it.
That means subtle.
Yes, subtle.
I've got subtle bleedin' out me eyelids!
What? Norbert
Just don't do anything hasty, Norbert.
- I've never been hasty in me life.
- Don't shout your mouth off.
- Leichhardt! A word!
- [knocking on door]
Come out!
[Leichhardt and women laughing]
Yes.
You see, it seems the great Leichhardt
is a coward as well as a liar.
And he won't come out and face a man
who really has been to the centre
and seen something very different.
Apologies, sir.
I was lecturing some botany enthusiasts.
Are you, perchance, a fellow explorer?
[Fagin] The honourable Norbert Fagin.
You'll be aware of my peregrinations
in the Levant.
No.
Have you come for a signed copy of
Across Uncharted Realms:
The Adventures of Ludwig Leichhardt?
I wouldn't dirty
a hangman's backside with it.
You have been peddling falsehoods
about the interior,
and we shall have none of it!
- [crowd murmuring]
- So, you've been there yourself?
Oh, many times. Many times.
I've seen its rollin' fields.
I've breathed its climes.
And these cheap trinkets
do not sell your lies.
The Devil himself
would be ashamed of your ignominy!
Touch not that, sir.
That is a gympie-gympie plant!
A gympie-gympie plant.
Are you takin' the pickle?
- [people gasp]
- Look at this tat.
And look at the great explorer
quakin' before a miserable leaf.
This is trickery
fit for a sideshow mountebank.
Observe, ladies and gentlemen,
as I grasp it with ease.
- [screams, groans]
- [crowd exclaiming]
[Fagin] Oh, you leafy green goblin!
Praise the Lord.
[Fagin groaning]
[sombre music playing]
[door opens, closes]
Thank you for advocating for me.
[Sneed] Yes. Well, don't get overwrought.
The hospital needs your skills.
I didn't think you believed in
women being doctors.
I don't.
But you've more skill than a nurse.
So you'll be my medical student
and report directly to me.
How will this work,
with me and Dr Dawkins
not seeing each other?
As far as your mother is concerned,
I'm to roster you on separate shifts,
keep you strictly apart.
How does that ease the workload?
Look, life's about managing risks,
and I need all hands at work
to even half handle the chaos.
So, manage your risks.
If you're caught with him,
I'll deny all knowledge.
[door closes]
Tim, that pituri you gave me
- Did the trick?
- [Sneed] Yes.
More energy, more courage.
- I told you it was potent.
- Do you have any more?
I'm barely getting
three hours' sleep a night.
[Tim] Come with me.
[Dodger] In here. Come on.
How are you here?
My mother.
And Sneed, if you'd believe it.
- What?
- Yes, I'm allowed back.
We're still not supposed
to be seen together.
Although Sneed has said
he'll turn a blind eye.
Really?
Well, then that means
we only have to worry about Prof.
That's easy.
I'll put some eyes on the front door
to warn us about Boxer
or your mother coming.
And that means this place is safe
for us to be together.
- [door opens]
- [Belle] Ooh.
Uh, yes. I think the eyelash is gone.
- Yeah, no
- Don't bother, my lady.
Martha's awake.
Who's Martha?
Oh, your patient.
[tense music playing]
Are you all right?
Perfectly fine. Why?
Because you look like
you're about to wring your hand off.
[Belle] Maybe you should
treat the patient.
Belle
Losing a patient
it marks you.
[softly] I thought I knew
what I was doing, but she
- What if the next patient
- Just stop.
Stop, or you will eat away
at your confidence.
[sighs]
You have to keep trusting your instincts.
- But they were wrong.
- No, they weren't. They were right.
I did an autopsy on your patient.
Your diagnosis, your instincts,
they were all sound.
- [exhales deeply]
- We can't always beat the Reaper.
But if we lose our confidence,
then we just surrender
before we even start.
[Hetty] The doctor says you'll be fine.
You're gonna be all right.
You're in good hands.
[Martha groaning]
[softly] Why is she still in her dress?
Well, she wouldn't let us take it off.
[breath trembling]
[Belle] Miss? Hi.
I'm Lady Belle Fox.
I'm a medical student.
Is there anything
you haven't told the other doctors?
The men.
[crying] I'm not pregnant. I can't be.
But the preacher in church, he said
that God shouts His anger through sores
of the body and
- "Sores of the body"?
- It's my fault.
I stole this dress.
It's so beautiful.
And I could never afford one on me own.
Martha, can you show me these sores?
Please?
[Martha whimpering]
[Belle] I'm sorry, Martha.
I know it hurts.
Merciful God.
- [solemn music playing]
- [gasps]
The eczema follows the dress pattern.
How could a dress hurt someone?
Some green dyes use arsenic.
- [Dodger] Arsenic.
- Really?
Poisoned by a dress?
[chuckles] It's nonsense
from a fairy tale.
There are reported cases
of arsenic poisoning
Yes, I've read those articles.
It wasn't caused by dresses.
She let me examine under her dress.
The skin irritation
matches the fabric pattern.
It's too aggressive to be from pregnancy.
We can't justify a risky abdominal
surgery if we might be wrong.
Yeah, we're not bloody wrong.
One hour.
Give Lady Belle one hour
and she'll prove it.
Won't you?
Yes.
[sniffs]
[slurps]
I like your hair like that.
It frames your face impeccably.
You reek of drink.
Dickie, old turnip, I found it.
Ah! The Game of Goose.
Strategy, forfeits, and no quarter given.
Just like the good old days.
I seem to recall
winning every single game, Edders.
Well, perhaps our fortunes
have changed at this point in life.
We'll see about that.
Planning to run the colony
at all today, Governor?
[Governor] Oh, come now, Janey.
A gentleman never governs on a Friday.
Er, let's say, a pound a game?
Make it twenty. Another brandy?
Oh, Dickie, you are the devil. [chuckles]
[Lady Jane] Yes.
Mmm.
He is.
[amusing music playing]
[Leichhardt] They make unique gifts.
Perhaps one for your beaus,
children, elders.
- [women speaking indistinctly]
- [suspenseful music playing]
The Holy Spirit has sent you to me, sir,
to strike out a serpent
what writhes among us.
Norbert Fagin.
Yes, he has been
driving away some of my followers.
Seeding doubt.
Well, we can't have doubt.
Doubt dries up donations and book sales.
I'd say we have a mutual interest,
wouldn't you?
A refreshingly pragmatic approach
from a man of God.
What do you propose?
This afternoon,
you will hold a debate on the centre,
restore confidence in your position.
But Mr Fagin seems convincing,
even with his ailment.
It won't matter.
I have a very royal witness
with enough corrosive information
that will fizzle him away.
I would like you to present her
to the crowd this afternoon.
For a small donation from the church.
[coins jingling]
First chance I get to work
on an interesting case with Belle,
and then you appear.
Is there no humanity left in you, Dodge?
I was set upon by a monstrous thicket.
A creature born of the devil's loins.
And yet I bested Leichhardt.
- Can you move any of your limbs?
- Only me mouth.
- [button clicks]
- Pity.
[door opens]
How is my fellow explorer?
I've been so very worried.
Stable, but unable to speak.
I've, uh, administered Mr Fagin
with a sedative to relax
the muscles in his jaw.
[Leichhardt] I blame myself.
I should never have left
that fiendish plant in the open.
But I seek to settle our differences
in good faith
with a public debate this afternoon.
No theatrics.
Just two gentlemen speaking plainly
of their discoveries in the centre.
Let the people decide whom they believe.
Will he be well enough?
Oh, he'll be well enough.
[amusing music playing]
May it give you strength.
Hello.
[Belle] Now adding the hydrochloric acid
to the dress sample.
- [Tim] Hmm.
- Nothing. Is that normal?
- [blows] If it's negative.
- [exhales]
So, I was wrong.
Again.
Or there's not enough arsenic
in the sample to show up.
- Inconclusive.
- Right.
We'll operate now.
Lady Belle, join me for the laparotomy?
No. No, I won't cut.
I'm sure it's the wrong diagnosis,
and the surgery could kill her.
I defended you,
but if you don't have the stomach
for this kind of work,
then I needn't have bothered.
Professor, you can join me
for the laparotomy.
We'll add it to today's list.
[tense music playing]
[Belle speaking Latin]
[in English] Is everything all right?
Yes. No. Why?
Well, you're on the floor
arguing with yourself in Latin.
The test failed.
They're doing the laparotomy.
- And you still think it's arsenic?
- Yes.
But I can't test again.
And if I can't test
[suspenseful music playing]
Oh!
I was wrong.
[stutters] So, she is pregnant?
No, of course not.
It's not acute poisoning. It's chronic.
She didn't consume arsenic
in one big dose.
She was exposed to lots of smaller doses
over time,
so it didn't show up
when we tested her fluids.
- It could've been in her body for weeks.
- Yes!
Accumulating in her tissues.
Her body could handle the slower build-up,
but wearing the dress tipped her over.
We need to find out
where she's been exposed.
- And test the source itself.
- Precisely.
Martha. Martha, where do you work?
Mrs Knag's Sewing House.
Is that where you got the dress?
- Hetty, can you stall Sneed?
- I can try but not for long.
Start treating her for arsenic exposure.
Three drams of hydrated peroxide of iron.
Milk with salt and sugar
to flush the toxins.
Tim can help with the Marsh test.
We should take him too.
No, they need you here.
I know what to do. Tim.
Tim, what's that concoction you've been
giving Sneed to keep him awake?
Pituri. My mob uses it.
Very dangerous if you use too much.
What might the effects be on a man who
lives on a diet of onions and vinegar,
and who's recently been stung
by a gympie-gympie plant?
Mostly positive.
- You'd need a bit.
- Thanks.
There you go, Smike. Good lad.
[Smike] Thanks, Dodge! See ya.
[Fagin] Easy does it. [groans]
[groaning] These are quite moreish.
Oh, well, good. Keep eatin' them all up.
I've got plenty more here for you, too.
Now, Flashbang and I
are gonna break into Leichhardt's wagon.
The man's a fraud and something in there
is gonna prove it.
But until we can get that proof
to you, Fagin,
you are gonna have to stall, all right?
I can't just waffle on for eternity
about nothing, Dodge.
Well, if you have a gift
for anything, Norbert Fagin,
it is that torrent of drivel
that spews from your mouth.
Oh, thank you, Rotty.
You ain't been this kind
since that night in London
when you put out me flamin' beard
with a chamber pot,
- remember that?
- [Rotty] I do remember.
[Fagin] Got me chin
a bit too close to the candle
after a few too much
of the old girls at work.
I remember it was
- Oh!
- Oh! [laughing]
I win!
Right on the golden goose! [laughing]
Well, you may have beaten me as a boy,
but the tables have turned now we are men.
[laughing]
It's funny!
You can acquire land on a board,
but you failed utterly to acquire
any more land for your colony. [chuckles]
Oh, come now, Dickie.
It's all a bit of fun.
I won't hold you to the money.
Sorry what do you mean by that?
[stutters]
Well, nothing, old marrow.
Just a simple brotherly gesture
of giving you back.
[loudly] I don't need your money!
Of course not.
I never meant to suggest
Dickie, the game's over.
Let's just keep it all woof, shall we?
That's your problem, do you see?
It's all woof and no weight.
You don't even know what's on
the other side of the mountains!
And now, it's being sold
out from under your nose!
Yes, well, we've had a trouser-leg
of brandy, old fellow.
Perhaps we should retire for the evening
- before we say something
- What is your purpose, Edmund?
What do you do with this staggering
good fortune you've stumbled into?
[loudly] I don't stumble, Richard!
[in normal voice] I'm a husband
to somebody I love.
I'm a father to two beautiful daughters.
And a governor.
- A governor? [laughs]
- Yes.
What do you govern?
You let your wife run the colony.
If I were governor, there'd be
- [shouts] Yes! But you're not!
- [bangs table]
[in normal voice] We all know you were
dismissed from your last three postings.
And now you're hiding out here,
licking your wounds,
and living off my table.
So while you're under my roof,
kindly keep a civil tongue.
[inhales deeply]
[sighs]
You should know
you were never her first choice.
[tense music playing]
[people exclaiming]
[indistinct chatter]
[Darius] Brothers!
My brothers!
My brothers, and sisters.
Today, we settle
what lies at the heart of Australia.
[crowd exclaiming]
Two explorers stand before you
with two claims,
but only one truth.
On my right,
the esteemed Dr Ludwig Leichhardt.
[crowd cheering]
A man of science,
who says that the centre
is nought but ice and death.
[man] I believe him.
And to my left
Norbert Fagin
[crowd booing and laughing]
a former convict with a chequered past
and a reputation
for violent false dealings,
who would have us believe
that the centre is a fecund paradise
to which only he holds the key.
[crowd jeering]
So, if there are no opening statements,
shall we begin?
Hang about. Hang about.
I've got an openin' statement.
[groans]
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Leichhardt there is a changeling.
He is a rank and feckless snool.
He is a contemptible poltroon.
[crowd laughing]
Right, now you can begin.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Dodger softly] Go on.
[Flashbang] Dodge.
[Leichhardt] Mr Fagin
Could you tell us
of the centre's mineral composition?
- [crowd exclaiming]
- Minerals? No Minerals. Yes, yes.
Well, it depends on
the weather, don't it?
The seasons, you see,
the, uh, the winds, the waters, the
[Leichhardt] Limestone? Quartz?
- Ferruginous sandstone?
- Yes.
[chuckles] Oh, yes, indeed.
Bit of everythin', really.
You know, a soil of many virtues.
Uh, obliging, accommodating.
Never Never one
to turn away a customer. [chuckles]
[Leichhardt] Remarkable.
A landscape
where every known mineral exists.
- [laughs]
- [crowd laughing]
Perhaps you could recount
the route you took.
[Fagin] The route? Yes.
Well, there it is. Erm
Up, mostly. Up. And, uh, to the west.
Not always. But not never.
Detail it for us. Here.
Well, I don't wanna give away
the hard-won secrets of Fagin & Son
to every doggerel wanderer
with an itching for land, do I?
[crowd laughing]
[dial clicking]
[clicks]
[clicks]
[suspenseful music playing]
Scheele's green. This is it.
[air hissing]
What's that for?
My hope. And I stress, it's a hope.
Will it accelerate
the presentation of arsine?
Yeah. Or blow up.
- Testing a dress?
- No, the dye.
I hope we're right, Tim.
The workers and hundreds of women
are at risk.
"German explorer Ludwig Leichhardt
embarks on overland.
"With author Cecil Bland."
But he's not our Leichhardt.
[Dodger] That's our man.
- [laughs]
- Huh.
Cecil Bland. He is a bloody fraud.
He's just a writer.
Mr Fagin is, uh,
loose with the specifics. But behold!
- Conclusive proof of my discoveries!
- [crowd exclaiming]
A tooth from an ice beast
I battled with for seven long nights.
And ice I collected
from the mountain face herself.
- [man 1] It's just a bucket.
- That's a bucket of water.
Yes, sir. Ice melts.
[crowd exclaiming]
Ladies and gentlemen,
take a look at where you are.
When you walked here today, did
you not feel the sun on your shoulders
and the sweat dribblin' down your back?
Well, that's proof you can feel.
And this man is tryin' to tell you
this centre is nought but ice.
Well, ask yourselves
what he's shown you today.
A tooth and a bucket.
[crowd laughing]
Yes. He's lying
to keep this paradise for himself,
whereas I wanna share it with you all.
And for a very reasonable price.
- [man 2] Huzzah!
- [crowd cheering]
[man 3] I do like that.
How poetic.
But unfortunately,
there is damning evidence
against Mr Fagin.
I call Lady Fanny
- [suspenseful music playing]
- [crowd murmuring]
to testify to his crooked schemes.
My lady.
[music crescendoes]
- [Dodger] Excuse me.
- [Flashbang] It's a medical emergency.
[Dodger] Doctor coming through!
[stutters] I have been asked here today
to speak about what I know of Mr Fagin.
[crowd murmuring]
And I have decided that
- [Dodger] Fagin.
- as a lady,
it wouldn't be right for me
to delve into matters between men.
Particularly when the business
is as noble,
decent, and profitable as Mr Fagin's.
[crowd exclaiming]
[tense music playing]
You have forsaken me.
That's the real Leichhardt,
and that's our man.
He's just some writer
who stole the real Leichhardt's identity.
This is turning into a marvellous day.
Oi! Oi!
- Hello.
- Hello.
Hello, Cecil.
I want the church's money back!
No. No, no, no.
Mr Leichhardt is so confident
in my discovery,
he's gonna invest it all in
Fagin and Son, ain't ya?
Otherwise, I'll have to introduce you
to this crowd as "Cecil Bland."
And you, Darius,
could be the pony he rides outta town on.
Brother Fagin. Darius, this is the man
who restored my faith.
Yeah. [chuckling]
Fagin is your spiritual guide?
- Yes.
- Yeah.
I'm favoured by the heavens
and all its lovely little angels.
So, I suggest you scuttle off
before we finish off that job
on your hand.
Go on. Get out of here.
Are you keeping well?
- Not so bad. Yourself?
- Yes. Very good, indeed.
[liquid pouring]
It's positive. It's in the dye.
Go. Stop the surgery.
- I'll spread the word to the workers.
- [Belle] Excuse me.
Excuse me! Coming through!
Sorry!
[panting]
Excuse me. Sorry.
Don't cut!
[crowd murmuring]
[Belle] It's not
an extra-uterine pregnancy.
It's arsenic. We have proof.
Tell me. Excuse us, gentlemen.
[crowd exclaiming]
So, it was all a ruse.
Yes. A mere performance
to drum up interest
and raise the value of your investment,
wasn't it?
- Yes.
- Crude, but effective.
Just the way I like to do business.
[Fagin laughing]
[Dickie] Right!
[Fagin groaning]
Who's in charge here?
Ah.
[Dickie laughing]
Mr Fagin.
Yes.
I want to buy the bloody centre.
[laughs]
What will £20,000 get me?
Please.
Sir.
I have the perfect
location, Your Majesty.
[dramatic music playing]
Not too late to raise your stake,
Mrs Maxwell.
[insects trilling]
[dramatic music continues playing]
[horse neighing]
She was right, wasn't she?
Yep.
Belle saved a lot of lives today.
What is it actually like in the centre?
I've never seen it.
But the old ones
say it's where the sun's hotter
and nights are brighter with the stars.
Our legends are spangled across the sky.
And I hope to get there one day.
But I bloody hope you lot don't.
[intense pop music playing,
GRAACE "Honey"]
Yeah, me too.
I can feel you, Phineas.
I sense you in the flowers
and the butterflies
and in the kippers,
which you loved to eat so much.
How I wish I had the chance
to wake beside that
fishy little kitty breath as your wife.
Our unfinished pot.
[chuckles softly]
You keep it,
and know that I don't blame you,
even though your death
has made me very sad
and been rather inconvenient.
Instead, I thank you
for putting me on the path
I should've been on all along.
[exhales]
Rampant criminality.
[singer] I wish
you wouldn't say those things ♪
You're only going to leave ♪
I wish you wouldn't tell her things
you used to say to me ♪
[Dodger] Ah, milk to wash away
the arsenic.
You were brilliant today.
I nicked the aorta, didn't I?
Yes.
How?
- I was so careful.
- It wasn't your fault, Belle.
Her vessel walls were weak.
Medicine is an imperfect art.
You focus on what you did right.
And you learn from the uncontrollables.
That's how we honour our patients.
Your actions saved
hundreds of lives today.
Your lies taste so sweet ♪
You like honey dripping on my teeth ♪
Bitter tastes better
when you're kissing me ♪
You like honey, you like honey ♪
Your lies taste so sweet ♪
You like honey dripping on my teeth ♪
Bitter tastes better
when you're kissing me ♪
You like honey ♪
Mmm ♪
[Boxer] My lady.
Tell me what happened to Phineas.
A broken neck.
A different modus operandi
from the others,
who were killed
during botched or amateurish surgeries.
Whom do you suspect?
At this stage, Dr Dawkins.
Not my daughter?
I feared for a moment, but no.
Lady Belle is strong-willed.
She's brilliant, but myopic.
[exhales] I've indulged her, I fear.
I gave her freedoms that I never had.
Hmm.
She needs a husband
who will let her mind flourish,
yet keeping her from ruin.
[solemn music playing]
Forgive me, but I'm
[softly] I saw your gaze upon her.
I confess, I admire her greatly.
[Lady Jane] Hmm.
Then know that should you seek her hand,
the Governor will give permission.
Marshal your evidence against the doctor.
I want this case closed.
[theme music playing]