Copper s01e05 Episode Script

Swing at my hands.
Whoo-whee! That boy'd make a great boxer.
No way you gonna learn that boy in the ways of such a savage sport.
Hope you're holding up.
As well as I can be.
Good day.
Look at Mrs.
Haverford.
Corky seems smitten with her, too.
That would be a very bad move.
I don't really know how to play the game.
(CELTIC MUSIC PLAYING) (GRUNTING) Go! Come on, boy! Keep 'em high! That's my boy, Jake! Let me see your eyes.
You're fine.
Fight! Come on, Jake.
Break it up.
Break it up.
Fight! Corky, let go.
This game's about money, about wagers.
- Hey! - (GROANS) Back it up! Back it up! But for you and me, boxing's also about showing people you ain't no child.
You ain't no boy, Jasper.
You're Samson.
You're Joshua at the Battle of Jericho.
I gave you a warning! You do that again and the fight's over! (GRUNTING) Yes, Jake! Yes, Jake! Come on, Jake! (GROANS) Yeah! Damn! He's knocked out Gentlemen, Irish Jake McGinnis! (BAGPIPES PLAYING) (ENCOURAGING FIGHTERS) Irish Jake McGinnis, everyone! (ALL CHEERING) That's how it's done! Corky, drink! Our man won! Your man, Major, not mine.
(CROWD CLAMORING) MAN: Come on, man.
Carwyn Rodrick.
I thought we incarcerated you.
My year was up yesterday.
I've been told you shot me brother, Nev, whilst he was unarmed.
Well, you heard wrong, Carwyn.
Your brother was killed in the process of robbing a bank.
Gun in hand.
Now that I'm out, you better be showin' me some respects.
Just one of my boys is bigger than all you little coppers combined.
If you put a hand on me again, you'll find yourself gone to the grass, just like your brother.
Corcoran! We're gonna police you just like you did Nev.
(GROANS) MAN: Get him! "Elizabeth Haverford invites you" Well, that's how the announcement reads as of now.
But ideally, it would read, "Mrs.
Elizabeth Haverford and the esteemed Norbert Morehouse "invite you to join them "at a gala in the Morehouse home "to raise funds for the continued support "of our 20th Colored Regiment in the Grand Army of the Republic.
" The Morehouse home? ELIZABETH: Well, originally I had thought to host the fundraiser in my own home, but My home? I imagined that a co-host such as yourself A man of eminent social standing, might make for a more successful night of philanthropy.
- (CHUCKLES) - And your music room is larger than mine.
Don't say "esteemed.
" Perhaps, if it read "Mr.
Norbert Morehouse and Mrs.
Elizabeth Haverford," with your name first? Yes.
Yes, that flows much better.
So you agree to open your home and help me host the fundraiser? Of course, my dear! I fully support Coloreds taking up arms for the Union.
Father, you do realize this is a fundraiser.
With donations from you, not to you.
My son thinks he knows me.
Have those invitations printed immediately, but do not invite that salamander, William Blackhouse Why, Mr.
Morehouse, the invitations have already been printed.
With your name first, of course.
And I'm inviting all the Astors.
And the winner is Elizabeth Haverford.
By a knockout.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Fine lookin' weapon, Seamus.
I ain't ever seen one of these.
That's 'cause it's a Confederate gun.
Who'd you steal it from, you crook? I found it In a Union general's hotel room.
Fair play.
I'll accept the gun.
Show your hand.
Pair of kings.
Full house.
Queens over fours.
Criminy.
Oh, it serves you right for bluffing.
Another hand, boys? I've been knocked out.
Well then, lick your wounds and scamper home.
Come on, Andrew, you're my brother, by marriage.
Lend me a bit of cash, eh? Oh-ho-ho, keep dreaming.
I'm good for it! I swear! I happen to have a heap of money coming my way.
And how would a shirker like you be coming into anything but a heap of shite? Ha-ha, you smart-aleck.
I'll have you know that I'm a part of an enterprise! I'm regretting this already.
(DOORBELL RINGING) Good evening, Colonel.
Mrs.
Haverford is expecting you.
Come on in! You must be exhausted.
Well, uh, a ride straight north from Richmond sure can leave a man parched.
Well, let us partake in some refreshments.
That'd be lovely.
Seamus begs me to loan him money, then goes and cleans me out.
Why do I bother with that snake? Because he's your wife's brother.
And if you don't, she'll hammer your head.
Sybil or no, I'm getting my goddamn money back, even if I gotta steal it.
Ssh! (SNORING) (DOOR CLOSES) What's this? (EXCLAIMS) What? Why would Seamus have an invitation from Norbert Morehouse and Elizabeth Haverford, addressed to Cornelius Vanderbilt? Why is he carrying a layout to the Morehouses' house? (SNORING) (GROANING) Criminy, Andrew! Look, I'm speaking the truth! I I don't know how that invitation got in my overcoat.
Who are you running with nowadays? No one.
You were kicked out of the Bowery Boys, weren't you? Still got all my fingers, don't I? I left them on my own free will.
Been hearing the Rodrick gang's taking any idiot on the block.
Are you one of them idiots, Seamus? Thank you.
(CLEARS THROAT) I thought this dead-beat promised to clean up his act.
Seamus did.
Swore on the Holy Bible he'd follow the straight and narrow.
In front of Father Burke, no less.
Sybil will not be happy.
Oh, she'll debone him like a mackerel.
Best go tell her.
You're right.
Batten down the hatches! A hurricane named Sybil's a-comin'! No! No, no, Andrew! Don't! Well then, you best start talking, Seamus.
Okay, okay.
Oh, criminy.
Carwyn Rodrick got wind of some hoity-toity money-raising party for Negroes.
He was looking to hit it.
- How's he going to hit it? - I don't know.
Ah! Okay, last summer, I helped install some radiators at Mr.
Morehouses', I told Rodrick that I know the layout.
That's all.
I'm going to go warn Mrs.
Haverford.
Andrew, we're family.
You let me go, and I'll split my earnings with you.
You're lucky I don't split your head! Corky, watch your step.
Carwyn's still gunning for you.
Don't worry.
I'll find a way to reason with him.
MARY: Do animals have souls? MAGUIRE: Never really thought about it.
I've known some men who don't.
(LAUGHS) We'd probably be better off if the world was nothing but farm animals.
No squirrels? Ah, I could do without them.
Why, do you like squirrels? I like the black ones.
They're always by their lonesome.
What about rabbits? Like, rabbits on farms? (LAUGHS) Giraffes? Giraffes! I've never really seen one.
I suppose they can stick around if they stay out of my way.
What about me? Mary, I I ain't a good man.
Both of us have been through horrors recently.
What if leaving Five Points is the answer? Uh-huh, and what? Live in Central Park? My sister reaped the benefits of an evil trade.
She left me a goodly amount of money.
Let's tour Europe.
Just the two of us.
Come away with me, Francis.
Your Molly's dead.
I'm here.
ELIZABETH: Oh, it's magical, isn't it? Magic won't stop the Rodrick gang from coming in here and holding up your rich friends.
Folks are going to get killed, Elizabeth.
Mmm! Kevin, you have got to try one of these! No, I don't want Mmm! Go on.
Oh.
Nothing good comes from fear.
Well, nothing good comes from denial either.
Don't be stupid! I spent a lifetime obeying men who speak to me in that tone of voice.
I just wouldn't wager a life against a fancy desert.
But that's just me.
Enjoy your party, Mrs.
Haverford.
Grab me up.
Grap me up.
Push off! Lord, I can't relax with all this racket.
Training's good for Jasper.
Gives him something to focus on, and Marcus, God knows he's a lost soul.
They're forming a healthy bond.
Good.
Good.
Like the bond of dead soldiers you saw on the battlefield? Or the bond of Irish thugs I saw during the riots? Just because we have lived through violence does that mean that we should learn the best way to be violent? On the left.
Here we go.
Captain Sullivan.
Well, if I'd known a fine lady such as yourself would be in my office I'd have forgone the afternoon cigar.
Oh, do not concern yourself, Captain Sullivan.
I am quite used to men blowing smoke.
(LAUGHING) As you may be aware, I am organizing a gala, this Friday.
I have secured the finest foods, the oldest wines the loveliest flowers and A Viennese string quartet.
The one item I have forgotten to secure is security.
Mmm-hmm.
I've come to find the men at Captain Sullivan's Sixth Precinct are better at distilling trouble than any Union troops.
Well, thank you, ma'am.
That's very nice of you.
We charge two rates.
But this is a charity event.
Well, that may be but my men aren't big on giving away their free time.
Oh, that is a shame.
Among those present will be many of New York's leading families.
I have an invitation here waiting for you.
The Mayor will miss the opportunity of meeting you.
Did you say Thursday night? Friday.
Oh, Friday! Well, Friday happens to be the one night of the week my men work gratis.
Hmm.
You're a lucky woman.
All widows are.
Well, I'll, uh, see you at the gala, then.
I've just been measured for a suit by R.
H.
Macy.
I think it will fit the occasion well.
There is one last item.
I'd very much like Detective Corcoran to be placed in charge of security.
I'll rest easier knowing my guests and I are placed in his strong, capable hands.
Why don't we just arrest the bastards before the event even starts? If there's a full-out siege, we won't have enough men.
We ain't got enough men to stop a siege, then how we going to have enough men to make arrests? Rodrick gang is twice in numbers as us.
As long as we're dug in, stick with the plan, we'll have the upper hand.
As requested by Mrs.
Haverford, I'll be in here.
Actually, watching the money, but There ain't much we can do to lock up this room without turning the whole damn house into a prison.
We're going to need a man here at the front.
A few patrolmen on the street.
And, we'll need another man stationed out the back.
Put it down, Francis.
And a man up here acting as our eyes.
If we see the Rodrick gang coming and know where they're coming from, we can pick them off just like we did with his brother.
And if we make it through, how are we going to get the money out? Race downtown (GRUNTS) On a cart.
The Morehouses' to the bank is a good two miles.
Once we reach Chatham, though, that's O'Connel Guard turf.
Damn shame to survive the Rodrick gang only to have the O'Connel boys take us out.
We'll strike a deal.
To win safe passage, Francis, we need you to speak with Smiley Q.
O'Connel.
What am I to offer in return for our own arses? Big Tim McMannis and Little Tim are in the tombs.
We just let them go.
Just don't tell Smiley anything about the money.
Say that, uh Say that Carwyn's looking to kill me that night.
Which ain't a lie.
So is that a new hat? Uh-huh.
Is it a present or purchase? Present.
From? Corky, Andrew.
I'm engaged To Ms.
Mary Lockwood.
Engaged? I love her.
She loves me.
And what of Molly? I loved Molly, but what am I to do? Not all of us dwell on the past.
And is that what I'm doing? FRANCIS: How many times I've been out there by your side, searching for Ellen? Don't say I'm the one judging.
Francis Francis, you're in mourning.
You've wanted to get married for a long time.
Just Make sure you get married for the right reason.
These vows are forever.
I know, and I am.
This is love.
Well, congratulations.
Francis, you don't even know what love is.
And hell if you do! Your search, that ain't for love! It's fear.
It's bull-headedness.
Ellen always said you were like a carriage horse wearing blinders.
When did she say that? You were gone for four years.
You think she turned mute? And you ain't got no right coming back here expecting everything to be the same.
Go make your life like I'm doing.
Would it help if I say you're both wrong? Andrew, you go to Morehouses' two hours early.
Search the hired help.
Make sure none of them are involved in the heist.
I gotta go get fit for an evening suit.
God forbid my clothes ain't fancy enough for this goddamn ball.
Ah! Just the fellow I'm looking for! I'm in no mood, Sergeant.
(CLEARS THROAT) I understand there's a, uh, a big do at the Morehouses' mansion.
- Mmm-hmm.
- I'm joining your security detail.
I don't need you.
I don't care.
I will be there.
See you Friday, boy-o.
- And, right! - (GRUNTS) - Right! - (GRUNTS) All right, left hook! (GROANS) Sorry, Mr.
Marcus! Sorry! It's okay.
It's okay.
No, you just, just keep working.
All right? Work on that jab, all right? Keep working.
(COUGHS) Come on outside.
When Matthew gets home.
Boy's happy out there.
Love to show you what he's got.
Come on out, sugar.
I've got to start the cooking.
You know, you're the spitting image of my Danielle.
Your eyes.
She had them same eyes.
Soulful.
Ever since I came here, you been turning up your nose at me.
Only when you reek of alcohol, like now.
What is it? You think you're better? Don't you touch me! Don't you tell me what to do! I'm Freeman.
(SCREAMING) Open this door! Open this god damn door right now! (GUN CLICKING) Or I'll push it right down! I got a pistol in here, Marcus and I'm aiming it right at you.
You go away.
You get back to work! Go on! (GRUNTS) Ms.
Freeman? Oh, you want some, huh? Well, I'm gonna teach you some real shit now.
(GRUNTS) Want to go back outside? Just say so.
Come on! Come on, God damn it! Major Burns, I wasn't aware you'd be joining us.
Well, sir, I realized how important this particular job is.
Thought I should have my own eyes present.
No drinking, then.
Aye, Captain.
Enjoy the festivities! Well, if you ask me, it takes a real man to marry a strong woman.
(GLASS SHATTERING) - Hey! - (GUN CLICKING) There will be no ruckus tonight! Understood? Aren't you the debonair, Detective? How is our till? Money keeps coming in, none's come out.
So far.
Are you enjoying yourself? (LAUGHS) Are you? Rich widows are in rich demand.
But no, not quite yet.
Oh, my co-host arrives.
Try not to miss me too much.
Ah, look at you! You're very pretty.
Who's prettier? Me, or Mrs.
Haverford? You both look equally fine.
What about inside us? What do you mean? Which of us is prettier on the inside? Uh, Annie Why don't you go and play with the other little girls? There's nobody else my age to talk to.
Only grown men.
(SIGHS) (BLOWING RASPBERRY) Not a single one of these highbrows will talk to me.
Oh, they will roll the big bash for Negros, but me? They won't even say, "Howdy do?" At least, you got an invite.
(SCOFFS) I didn't, I bought my way in.
I may be nothing more than an immigrant business owner to them, but my money's worth the same.
You bought your way in? Sergeant Burns was most agreeable.
Useless bastard, that man.
(LAUGHS) You look steamy, Kevin! Can't wait to pull those clothes off you later.
(MAN LAUGHING) Bonjour.
Where'd you learn that? At Contessa Pompadou's brothel.
Would you like to ask me to dance? (CHUCKLING) Ms.
Riley, may I have this dance? Annie, what are you doing? I want to see if your thing is standing at attention.
Child, you don't have to be that way with me.
Because we're not at Contessa Pompadou's? What are you talking about? I never saw you at the bordello.
(LAUGHING) You don't remember? Is that because you were What would Mrs.
Haverford call it? Intoxicated? You might not remember me, but I remember you.
Your stump.
Annie, don't lie.
Who do you trust more? Corky, or Elizabeth Haverford? Admit you're lying.
I trust Corky, but he won't listen to me.
He thinks I deserve a childhood.
But I've got no need for one.
And it's too late anyway, I'm a woman.
He trusts Mrs.
Haverford, even though she's no good for him.
Annie, what is this about? Mrs.
Haverford had a rendezvous with a Confederate soldier.
(SNORES) Run along.
(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING) Turns out the Mayor has the influenza.
I'm going over to watch the rat fights over at Kit Burns.
Captain, the Rodrick gang can turn up at any moment.
Then don't embarrass me.
Boy, there's a lot of money in there! Daniel, is that you? - How fares Harvard? - Top brill, Mr.
Morehouse? Excellent.
You know, I do believe Cynthia was asking after you.
Oh! Didn't realize we were drawing down on our guests I thought he was one of Rodrick's gang.
His shoes look like mine, for Christ's sake.
(LAUGHS) Just some youthful rebellion! Privileged boys dressing and speaking as though they live in Five Points.
You should be flattered! I think that someone needs to dance.
Yes, he does.
(LAUGHING) If your bank will grant me a loan, Mr.
Granger, I could expand my business.
I found a lovely townhouse on 22nd Yes, yes.
You can apply in person at my office during normal banking hours.
Ah, ah, ah! I would prefer to apply now.
The money would also help some poor women from New Orleans who lost everything in the war.
This new property would be such a welcome place for these lovely young women to call home.
Earn themselves an income Some independence.
This is not the appropriate location to, uh Discuss business.
(LAUGHS) We are in a mansion with a labyrinth of chambers.
Surely there will be an empty room where I could show you the types of services that could be procured if you grant my loan.
Your dear charge, Annie, has warned me that you're a turncoat in collusion with Southern officers.
Oh, my God! Sometimes I wonder if children are the Lord's way of giving women gray hairs.
(BOTH CHUCKLING) So I shouldn't report you straight to Mr.
Lincoln? We're in the middle of fundraising season, Robert! Young widows, such as myself need causes for which to campaign.
That Southern gentleman, with whom Annie apparently saw me, is proposing that we raise funds for Southern civilians ravaged by warfare.
Confederate troops appropriate all the medicine and food and, uh, that which they don't confescate, Union soldiers steal.
It's a crisis.
A real human need.
One fundraiser to train more Union troops.
Another to aid the South.
Mrs.
Haverford, I do believe that you're playing both sides.
Oh, Robert.
In times of war, only men choose sides.
Women just want the ugliness to stop.
Spent all me 10 on lasses drinking gin All across the Western oceans I will wonder - (CHUCKLES) - (HORSES NEIGHING) Come on! MAN: All right, stop where you are! Hold! Now! I'll blow your goddamn head off! - Get down here.
- All right, open it up, boys! It's just spuds, Sergeant! There's nothing but a lot of potatoes here, Sarge.
Routine search.
Be on your way.
I'm going.
I'll find you in the bed once you're done here? I'll be out some place.
Mrs.
Haverford.
Ms.
Hycen, yes? In the flesh.
Wonderful shindig.
The last song of the evening.
What a maleficent insight.
(BOTH LAUGHING) Will you not ask me to dance? My leg's been bugging me.
It's a slow song.
This young Romeo is Judge Wally.
Your Honor, meet future alderman, McGinnis.
How do you do? What sort of things do you do, Judge? A pleasure to meet you.
You know, you're supposed to look at your partner when you dance.
That's better.
You haven't enjoyed any of tonight, have you? I've been uh, smelling that smell all night.
You know, fresh flowers.
We don't get nothing like that downtown.
Still, Five Points has its charms.
Oh, yeah? Like what.
The kind of men it breeds.
(SIGHS) MAN: Robert? (LAUGHING) Rodrick didn't attack the Morehouses'.
He must've figured out we picked up Seamus we'd be expecting a raid.
Which means they'll come for us as we go to deposit the money.
Well, shit! We'll be ducks in a carnival shooting gallery.
(HORSE NEIGHS) Whoa, girl.
Whoa.
Whoa! Sara? Marcus, where's Sara? She hid herself in there.
Jasper went crazy.
Sara, I'm home.
Open the door.
Where's Jasper? Ran off.
I tell you, he went crazy.
Why did Sara lock herself away? I was simply trying to get her outside.
I didn't mean no harm.
Person goes crazy being in the sun more than six days.
It's a fact of science.
Did you touch her? Grab her? It's not like I'm a white man.
Get out of our house! (GROANS) This ain't right! Look at me! You go find Jasper! Sara, I know you've been through too much.
And you want to shut the world out.
I understand that, I do.
But if you shut the world out, I've got nowhere to go.
You've got to let me in, Sara.
Please let me in! (DOGS BARKING) Where'd you get that? Poker game.
A LeMat.
From Louisiana.
New gun, new hat, new life.
(GUN FIRED) - Jesus Christ! - Up there! (HORSE NEIGHING) (GROANS) Let's get out of here! Whoa! We'll take the money.
We had a deal, Hugh.
I've had a better offer from Carwyn Rodrick.
you too, Detective.
But I told him he's got to settle his own scores.
You're safe on our turf.
A man of my word I am.
Where's the money? We've been hoodwinked.
You'd been hoodwinked? And I've been lied to by you, you bastard! (GROANS) (ALL GRUNTING) - Ah! - You've got to look the other way.
Just this once.
I was doing my job, Sybil.
Seamus was going to use that money to buy a bar, go honest.
Right.
And you, wounded.
(GROANS) Get your feet off of there.
My shoes are clean, Sybil! Like hell they are! CORCORAN: Hey, rich boy.
Thought you might enjoy some company.
You're alive.
So, I guess it all went according to plan.
If we find Carwyn Rodrick's body come morning, we will have.
The evening was profitable? Over $50,000.
(WHISTLING) Wait.
Where's the money? Perhaps, I'll start using it as a flask.
(LAUGHING) - I almost shot you.
- Yeah, I know.
(LAUGHING) Let's go make a bank deposit.
You first, Major.
Your leg has been to hell and back.
Thank God for morphine, then.
Yes, thank God! You know, you could get one of these.
(BOTH LAUGHING) Of course, the pain doesn't go away.
Scheduled a boxing match between Irish Jake and young Jasper Longfield.
I'd like you to referee.
The Irish and black still curse at each other and what, you You want to put on a public spectacle? Jasper, a colored man fighting Irish Jake? What happens if the colored wins? Best case, Irish mob will kill Jasper.
Worst, you've got another full-scale riot.
It's barely been a year.
You've forgotten? At your side, I marched up in Gettysburg, back into my city.
I was willing to fire on my own people.
And I did.
There will be no murder.
No riots.
Marcus Freeman has promised me that Jasper will take a high dive.
Then you sure as hell don't need me.
You think you're the last honorable man in New York! Well, I know you, Kevin.
I saw you in battle.
I saw you during the riots.
When I was, uh, first on morphine for my leg, it put me on this spirit plane.
I saw this beautiful ghost, but She hasn't come back to me.
They never do.
What happens if If I die Never knowing what happened to Ellen? Or who killed my little girl.
Then you'll be dead.
Same as all of those who have gone before you.
Same as all of us who follow.
None of it will matter.
Not a bit.
(CELTIC MUSIC PLAYING)