♪ ♪
[bell tolling in distance]
I don't like waking up angry.
Then don't.
You don't have to.
If you'd stop being so stubborn and give this place a chance...
A chance?
Imogen, I've lived like a peasant before.
Been held in captivity, so forgive me
if I don't see the attraction.
We are accepted here.
We can make a home here.
How you can defend this place...
We have no future here.
This is no life.
Yes, it is a life.
But it won't be, if you keep trying to resist them.
- Do you understand? - [floorboards creak nearby]
[whispers] They will kill you.
Of course they will, because they're killers.
- They'll kill anyone... - Not anyone, Agreus. You.
Leonora told me they will kill you.
She threatened my life?
To her, you're the threat:
the way you talk, the way you think.
And if you can't find a way to live here,
and if I can't persuade you, then, yes.
That is what she will do.
And you thought to keep that from me.
- I was trying to protect you. - By lying to me?
Didn't you lie to me about what happened to the officers?
Wasn't that supposed to protect me?
Look at what this place has done to us.
It isn't the place, Agreus.
We can choose to trust each other.
I'd like to try. Will you try?
So, tell me, truly.
Can you ever let yourself be happy here?
Are you happy here?
I'm not sure that "happy" is the right word.
It's so different from everything I've ever known.
But there is honesty to this place.
I don't feel like a spoiled pet in a cage.
And...
It's like all my life...
I've had this...
this scream building up inside me.
And here, if I want to scream, I can scream.
I'm allowed to want things here.
I'm allowed to choose for myself, without any shame.
- [sighs] - And what do you choose?
You.
Obviously you.
I can choose every day here, and I always choose you.
Do you understand?
You really trust this place, don't you?
Well, I just promised to trust you,
and I'm, unfortunately, a man of my word, so...
so yes.
Yes?
Yes. I will stop fighting it
and try to be happy here.
For you.
- Truly? - [chuckles softly]
[both chuckle softly]
[breathing heavily]
[moaning]
[breathing heavily]
[moaning]
♪ ♪
Louder, or they won't hear you.
[moaning]
[both moaning]
- More tea, my sweet? - No, thank you, my love.
For you, Kastor?
I know I've been slow to understand, to participate.
I thought you ought to know that I regret that.
That's a pretty sudden change of heart, there, Comrade.
What brings this on?
Imogen is happy here.
I'm not so stubborn a creature
that I can't try to be happy, too.
For her sake.
Try to see what she sees.
Well, that's good to hear.
It does take time,
even for those of us who fought for this place.
There's something extraordinary happening here.
And I've decided to stop fighting it.
Come with me.
Come.
Today is a special day.
It is the anniversary of the revolution.
There will be, uh, drinking and dancing.
And I think perhaps today...
is the day to give you this.
I've seen people reading that.
This is the revolution.
Written by Comrade Leonora while she was in prison.
She was a criminal?
Well, if it is a crime to be poor.
As a servant, she ate the scraps from her master's table
without his permission.
For this, three years hard labor.
Her heart was broken in that prison.
But then one day, as they had her dragging stones,
she saw a flash of something green amongst the rocks.
It was just a weed, but it was alive and growing.
And it gave her hope.
[chuckles softly]
No, Comrade.
It enraged her,
that she should be reduced to groping for a weed,
just to touch something alive.
Comrade Leonora decided that day that she would no longer work
for the mighty but for the poor and powerless.
Why should so many people suffer to make life easy for so few?
Until all can live as equals, no one can be free.
She's an extraordinary woman.
[Agreus] Yes, quite.
- Inspiring. - [Kastor] Yes.
And once she had seen the truth, she had to share it.
And now...
I share it with you.
Thank you, Comrade.
Uh, we should get going.
We don't wish to be late for work.
You don't need me to escort you.
You know the way.
Ah...
Hmm.
And later, we celebrate, Comrades. Huh?
[laughter]
- [claps hands] - [Agreus] Yes.
So, we seem to have Kastor fooled.
For a moment there, I thought... I thought he had you convinced.
Well, it was a compelling story.
Pure propaganda.
It's a beautiful thing to think
the world can be different than it is.
Beautiful... but dangerous.
We'll never be safe here.
So we run.
- [busy chatter] - [machines whirring]
[man shouts indistinctly]
We're ready to leave. Can you do it?
If I can...
Then you go home rich, very rich.
We'll be weeks in the hold,
down under the floor in the bilge.
- Do you think your lady can handle it? - Yes.
Because if she can't handle it, and she starts...
She can handle it.
Slip away during the party.
- Meet me at the docks. - In broad daylight?
There's a ship leaving.
With the Pact blockade,
there may not be another one for weeks.
Then today it is.
[whirring]
[man shouting in distance]
Come with us, Comrade.
Now.
♪ ♪
[fire crackling]
♪ ♪
[Leonora] This is for you.
♪ ♪
I have surprise for you.
[man whimpering]
[panting]
What's he doing here?
[Leonora] He has been babbling all sorts of nonsense,
but I think his plan, if you can call it a plan,
was to kidnap his sister.
- Oh, and kill you, of course. - [Ezra] No, that is not true.
I-I had information for you... [grunts]
[Leonora] He arrived days ago with a lot of childish notions,
a vendetta and a pistol.
Luckily for you, we intercepted him.
I don't have the time or the patience
to reeducate every deluded aristocrat I come across.
- [Ezra panting] - Some of them are worth the trouble.
But I don't know this one well enough to say.
You do.
And I believe he has done you great wrong.
So I leave to your judgement.
[Ezra] Oh, no.
No.
My sister will never forgive you.
She won't find out, unless he tells her.
[Ezra] Please.
No.
Please, Agreus. Please.
Please.
Wait, Agreus...
Please.
Please, I beg you.
[whimpering]
[gasping]
He's worth a chance, Comrade.
If I am, so is anyone.
Very well.
I trust you to make sure he behaves himself.
Pardon?
You spared this man's life.
Now you are responsible for it.
I really do hope he doesn't let you down.
♪ ♪
[Ezra whimpers] No.
[Imogen] Kidnap me!
That was your plan?
Ezra, you absolute fool.
- What were you going to do, bore me into submission? - Imogen, I...
And I suppose you thought Agreus would just stand by
and let you kidnap me?
Or were you going to shoot him?
You know you're a terrible shot.
I swore to do...
...whatever was necessary.
Necessary? To spoil my happiness?
Imogen, you-you don't understand what happiness is.
[scoffs]
I had nightmares, horrible nightmares,
you would come for me.
And now here you are, and it's just embarrassing.
Imogen, I love you...
That doesn't mean you own me.
No, I was trying to save you.
From what?
From yourself.
See, it is... it is my duty, as head of our household,
to p-protect your honor.
By the Martyr, Imogen, I am your brother.
If I don't save you from this disastrous mistake,
- who will? - I suppose you think
this makes you a big strong man, don't you?
No.
[Imogen] You were a vain and spiteful little boy, Ezra.
- You always have been. - And you have always been...
[chuckles]
You see, a man...
a man protects his family name, whatever the cost.
It's clear you've forgotten what it is to be a lady.
You rut around in the dirt with this animal.
You're very, very lucky
that it was Agreus who was handed that gun, not me.
- Imogen, I've not... - [door opens]
[whispers] Imogen.
[busy chatter]
We are not taking him with us.
I mean it.
You will never forgive yourself for leaving him behind.
Or me for letting you.
♪ ♪
Where's Imogen?
What?
What are you going to do to me?
We are going to escape this place, today.
Escape? How?
Are you coming with us, or not?
Yes, of course.
Then you will stay by my side and do exactly as I say.
- [scoffs] - Understand this...
I know you love your sister.
So if you fuck this up...
they will kill her.
All right.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
[birds squawking]
[gunfire in distance]
[indistinct shouting]
- [grunting] - [gunfire continues]
[bullets ricochet]
[Philo] Go. Go!
[gunfire continues]
[panting]
Pact soldiers. I count six.
[bullets ricochet]
[shell casings clatter]
That's me. I'm out.
[panting]
Can you run?
Not fast enough.
- [Darius groaning] - [soldiers shout in distance]
- [grunts] - [bullets ricochet]
- [gunfire continues] - What you doing?
- I'll cover you. - You can't.
[panting] You'll get flanked.
I'll be right behind you.
- Philo. - Go!
[grunts]
[bullets ricochet]
[casing clatters]
- [panting] - [gunfire continues]
[water splashes]
[soldiers shouting in distance]
[gunshot]
[gunfire continues in distance]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
[screaming]
[gasps]
[indistinct shouting]
- [yowling] - [screaming]
[panting]
[gunfire continues in distance]
[snarling]
[gasps]
[sniffing]
♪ ♪
You are not human.
Part Pix.
Go.
Now.
[gunfire in distance]
This is a Sparas tooth.
[Quintrell] No, that's not possible.
These monsters died out centuries ago.
Eh, there have always been rumors about these woods.
Meanwhile, the Pact advance will be on us by morning.
Not if they cut through that valley.
Lieutenant.
We should make an alliance with them.
With the Sparas?
If there are more like her, they could cover our retreat.
What makes you think you could talk to a Sparas, Sergeant?
It did spare his life.
I wonder why.
They hate humans.
Lieutenant, we'll have to rethink.
Why is that?
Sparases were supposed to be extinct.
This valley might be all that's left of their kind.
Thank you, Galloway. That'll be all.
I want you to go back down that valley.
It's imperative we reach High Bresail,
but in order to do so, we must slow the Pact advance.
I need you to cut them off before they get here.
Cut them off how?
Incendiary rounds. Phosphorus shells.
I want you to take everything we've got
and set that fucking valley on fire.
What about the Sparases, sir?
We'd be wiping them out.
And if we don't, my men are as good as dead.
That includes you.
Protecting some fucking monster isn't my concern,
because right now, we're all that stands
between our colonies...
and 10,000 enemy troops.
Permission to speak freely, sir.
Make it quick.
I'd like to register my objection to this order.
On the record.
So noted.
Now off you go and do what you're told, Sergeant,
or the record will also detail your demotion.
Am I clear?
♪ ♪
- [quiet chatter] - [fire crackling]
[man shouting indistinctly nearby]
It's war.
And they're just Critch.
So give the order.
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
Fire!
- [soldier] Fire! - [soldiers yell]
Forward cannons!
[screeching]
[soft creaking]
You're wasting your time.
Am I, now?
A monster breaks all the Critch out of my prison,
kills 17 of my men
and the fucking chancellor,
but you say you weren't involved.
Just happened to be here
in a nicked police uniform.
I know how it looks, but I wasn't in on it.
[grunts softly]
Oi!
Lay off, Wrenbrick.
My prison, my rules.
Well, he's no help if he can't talk.
Oh, he'll talk.
Now, where'd that monster run off to?
Go ask somebody who knows!
Uh, he said he doesn't know.
And you believe a word this Critch tells you?
Your police pals know about your war record, Philostrate?
Bit of a fan of Sparases back in Tirnanoc, weren't you?
What's this, now?
Well, go on.
Tell them.
How you tried to defy your commanding officer.
Wanted to risk human lives to save those Critch monsters.
[panting]
The war's got nothing to do with this.
Lied to the Army, too, didn't you?
Told them you were human.
And you're lying to us now.
Lay off him!
For the night.
Give him time to stew.
Do it.
[grunts]
[groans]
[Philo] They're right, though.
[echoing] We've been lying from the start.
[echoing laugh]
[alarm blaring]
[indistinct shouting]
[man] Stop! Police!
- [gunshot] - [screaming]
Blimey, what a fucking shithole.
[shouts]
[laughs]
She's not here.
Uh...
That Critch bitch,
she's probably ran back to the Black Raven layup.
Let's look there.
[clattering]
[thudding]
[distant shouting]
[faint whispering]
[glass breaking in distance]
[panting]
I felt you inside my head.
How?
[Vignette] When I looked at that blade above me, I just knew.
This time, uh...
this time, it was the end.
[Tourmaline] Drink.
[inhales sharply]
There's knowing what's gonna happen
and then there's seeing it.
Still, it makes you think about
what's really important, doesn't it?
- [sniffles] - Anyway...
you're safe now.
As long as you stay out of sight.
Safe.
Safe in a cage.
Right where they want us.
The humans have guns and soldiers,
and we...
we have fuck all.
Give me that. Thank you.
[sniffling]
[exhales]
[sniffles]
I was trying to remember the last time I was happy.
Really, actually happy.
It was up an old oak tree.
Remember?
You and me.
That was a long time ago.
Feels like someone else's life.
Right when that war started,
you asked me to run away with you, and I should have.
I should never have called you a coward.
You're the bravest person I know.
Yeah, there's a couple of things I'd take back, too,
given the chance.
I took you for granted.
And I shouldn't have let Philo come between us.
Words cannot describe how sorry I am for that.
Yeah, well, he's got his uses, hasn't he?
It's thanks to him you're out in one piece.
What do you mean? [sniffles]
Thanks to Philo. Well, he broke you out, didn't he?
Didn't he?
[cackles]
[whispering voice] They'll kill us next time.
They'll kill us next time.
[cackles]
[creaking]
They're scared. They should be.
- There's a Sparas on the loose. - [cackling]
[sighs]
Making excuses for them now, are we?
Even after that kicking?
I look guilty as hell.
How could it have known the chancellor would be here?
It must have been blind luck.
Still playing the detective, are we?
It came for the fae prisoners.
- Why? - Why? Hmm.
Why? Why?
Why...
Why... Why do we care?
Why do we care? Why do we care?
That's the question.
Because people are getting killed.
Sparases got killed, didn't they?
Slaughtered, right in front of our very eyes.
We could have stopped that. We could have stopped that.
All we had to do was admit to being fae.
It wouldn't have saved the Sparases.
It would have destroyed my life.
[cackles]
It wouldn't have saved the Sparases...
[muttering]
Yes, of course.
Us passing as human, that's far more important.
I had to.
They hate us.
No! No!
I had to.
No! No.
- They hate us. - No.
We hate us.
Philo and I were finished.
He's the one that got me locked up.
I could've been killed.
He knew that and he went to get you out
even though he knew he might not make it back.
Well, that's just like him, trying to make himself
feel better by trying to be the hero.
- Fucking Philo. - Okay, well, he's alive, at least.
His Darkasher's still... squirming.
So what am I supposed to do now? Go back and get him?
You wouldn't get anywhere near Bleakness. Not now.
The army's on every corner, looking for escaped prisoners.
What's he doing here?
- I live here. - [Tourmaline] It's a long story.
But hang on a minute, I'm confused.
If it wasn't Philo, then how did you escape?
Haven't you heard?
It's all over the Row.
What is?
It was a Sparas.
A Sparas.
[gasps softly]
- I'm gonna be sick. - What are you... Why? What...
what's... what's wrong?
[Darius] Uh...
She's got the Sight now.
She can see through its eyes.
Your visions.
It's coming to kill me.
[panting]
Fuck off.
I don't hate who I am.
Really?
After everything the priests beat into us
about human purity...
...and the sinful, filthy fae?
I never believed any of that shit.
Still ran off to join the army, though, didn't we?
Still became police, didn't we?
To help people.
To help people like us.
To help ourselves, you mean.
[echoes] Much easier to hide amongst Critch-haters
wearing a uniform.
I'm not hiding anymore.
Helping the police hurts the fae. Hiding.
Hiding.
Helping the police...
Helping the police hurts the fae.
Hiding.
Helping the police hurts the fae.
Hurts the fae.
Hiding.
Helping the police hurts the fae.
Hurts the fae.
Hiding.
Helping the police hurts the fae.
Hiding.
Hiding. Hiding.
Why would it want to hurt you?
I don't know why. I just, I just know that it will.
Just run. Run for your fucking life.
- And go where? - Anywhere.
Anywhere. Anywhere but here.
Uh, that's not how the Sight works.
This is going to happen, no matter what I do.
Says who?
[chuckles] Some Mima?
Since when have you ever believed anything a Mima said?
Since my visions started coming true, Vignette.
Forget the Mimas.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Through that hole I cut in the flywire.
You heard Darius. The Army's watching the skies.
We'll go at night, we'll fly low.
We?
You and me.
I'm coming with you.
[laughs]
So you're just gonna run off with me
with Philo trapped in Bleakness.
I want to help you.
You need my help. Please, let me help you.
- I... [stammers] - [sighs]
No.
No?
I love you.
You know I do.
And I know that when you make these promises,
you believe what you're saying.
- Of course I do. - But I can't rely on you.
Y-You have no idea what I've been through,
because there's always something or someone
more important than me.
Bullshit. That's bullshit.
You're in shock.
You almost died tonight, so, right now,
running off with me
probably does seem like a good idea, but...
you'll find another worthy cause tomorrow
and another one the day after that.
You'll change your mind, Vinny,
and I can't go through that again.
I can't.
I'm sorry.
- Just... - No, I... [exhales]
I know you mean well.
But time and time again you've made clear what matters to you.
It ain't me.
[inhales]
[indistinct shouting]
[Anrep] When I learned that a public servant
was to be executed, a public servant
who had done nothing but foster goodwill between our nations,
I couldn't simply stand by.
Your government has lost too many good men already.
[Winetrout] Yes, uh, please accept
my sincerest apologies, Mr. Millworthy.
You are cleared of all charges.
So, I-I'm free to go?
Ah, yes, on that subject, we were hoping...
There will, of course, be a proper investigation
into Mad Jonah's little reign of terror.
But in the meantime, sir, frankly, we need you.
We'd like to invite you to be part
of an interim governing authority we are establishing.
Ah, well, gentlemen, thank you so much for the very kind offer,
but if there is one thing the stage has taught me,
it's knowing when to make my bow.
Timing is everything.
So, good luck to you all.
[sighing]
[Vir] If you'll forgive the intrusion...
...Mr. Millworthy.
I know what it is to cheat death.
Major Vir, I'm very tired.
Nothing you say could make me stay.
The Burgue is our chief ally, Mr. Millworthy,
but its government is in chaos.
The men back there are fools.
Petty rivals ready to tear each other apart.
You are a man of integrity in a nest of vipers.
You are a man with a clear head.
Yes, I-I'd prefer to keep that on my shoulders.
Of course. Nobody would blame you for walking away.
Especially with all the talk of reprisals.
Reprisals?
For the murder of the chancellor.
The faefolk of the Row have harbored terrorists.
There will, of course, be consequences.
- I assumed you had heard. - Uh, well...
- No, as a matter of fact, I haven't. - Ah.
Well, what was a minority of your citizens
calling for open warfare against the faefolk
seems now to be the majority view.
- Well, I... - I hear that, uh, Carnival Row
may be razed to the ground.
Obliterated.
No. No, surely not.
While my government has no qualms in principle,
we are already fighting one civil war.
We would prefer not to have our chief ally
bogged down in their own.
You understand what happens, Mr. Millworthy,
when good men stand by and do nothing.
Yes.
Yes, I do.
[door shuts]
[Berwick] Here.
Talk about bad timing.
I know you came for Vignette.
You had nothing to do with the Sparas.
Even the sarge can see that.
How do you know?
Well, those men you ambushed for their uniforms.
Lixir-dipped darts?
You didn't want to see your fellow officers get hurt.
Makes no sense you'd be part of some bloodbath.
Tell that to the warden.
Sarge is going over the warden's head.
We need your help to catch this thing.
[exhales]
Even if I wanted to,
it's a shapeshifter, for fuck's sake.
It could be anyone.
- B-But the murders... - Are not connected.
There's nothing to go on.
With all due respect, Inspector,
I reckon you're wrong about that.
Think about it.
The murdered lieutenant's body was staged
in a way that pointed a finger at the Pix.
Then the two Black Raven were staged in a way
that pointed a finger right back at the Burgue.
And last night, our fae-hating chancellor is murdered
and angry fae prisoners set loose to wreak havoc.
It's like every murder was designed to stir up trouble
between humans and fae.
I watched Sparases burn alive, Berwick.
In a war that saw humans slice up their homeland
and profit from the pieces.
It's no wonder they want to kill us.
Keep your voice down.
That monster gutted our chancellor.
He's the real monster. Him.
And all men like him,
who oppress the fae.
Like me.
Why are you talking like this?
Do us a favor, Berwick.
Fuck off.
Guard!
[door opens]
[grunts softly]
Thanks.
[sighs]
You have something to say? Hmm?
Just wondering what people see in you. That's all.
Hmm. Who?
Everybody I care about.
You mean Philo.
Unless you and Tourmaline have become friends?
She's been nice to me.
Not many people have been nice to me.
- Hmm, I wonder why. - You wrecked Philo's life.
The poor bastard threw it all away because of you.
Are you gonna wreck hers as well?
I don't know.
- It's between me and her. - [chuckles]
Yeah.
You're right.
Sorry.
How's the stew?
I've always been a fan of Tourmaline's cooking.
Amongst other things, of course.
Actually, I made it.
You like mauro?
[laughs] Calm down.
It's a joke.
She needs to leave, Darius.
If you really care about her, help me.
You got visitors.
Come back for another round, have you?
We're not here for you, Marrok.
Kaine?
[Kaine] Vini.
Thank the gods.
- We came to rescue you. - You fool.
- [Phaedra] You're a sight. - How did you get out?
[Kaine] The guards had us,
but they started fighting the other prisoners, and...
I saw my chance.
- But Philo... - Philo can't fly.
So you had to leave him behind?
- Real tragedy. - [whistle blows]
- I'm sorry. - [man shouting]
Shit, come on.
[whistles blowing]
- [Kaine] Fuck. - [distant shouting]
Vini, everything just changed.
Those prisoners that got out, they've not been idle.
There are plans, Vini. Big plans.
[shushes]
Not here.
That Marrok can hear us.
And he might not be the only one.
We moved the hideout. Come on.
- I-I... - What's the matter?
I think I'm done.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
With the fight, with all of this, I just...
I just can't anymore.
- She's gone mad. - No, Vini.
Vini, this is the moment we've been waiting for.
We're gonna tear down that wire.
Good. And I really hope you do.
I just... You're gonna have to do it without me.
[Phaedra] Why?
Have you got something more important to do?
I made a promise to someone.
Vini, you're the best of us.
You need to be a part of what's coming.
I'm out. I'm sorry.
Yeah.
We're sorry, too.
Is it true?
You sent them away?
You are what really matters to me.
So can we please get you out of here?
Please?
- Yes? - Yes.
- [both laugh] - Yes.
[keys rattle]
On your feet.
Back for more?
[Dombey] Rycroft Philostrate,
you will be remanded into police custody on one condition:
you help us catch this Critch monster.
Or you can stay here and rot.
[Philo cackles]
"Critch monster."
[echoes] "Critch monster."
[laughs]
Lie to them.
Tell them whatever they want to hear.
[laughs]
Just get us the fuck out of here.
What will it be, Philostrate?
All right.
I'll help.
[Philo cackles]
♪ ♪