Ripper Street

[speaking to Best and Chief Inspector Abberline] She was never Ripper, that girl. But you two... [to Best] You for profit... [to Abberline] You for guilt, I suspect, wanted it so. Now I ask us to undertake this. That we find a little joy in his continued absence, that we cease to look for him in every act of evil that crosses our path. There is an abundance of that hereabout and I would have obsession blinker us to the wider world no longer. Am I understood?

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Fred Abberline: Edmund, this last year, that lunatic will ever bind me to you but you ask too much. He lives still, he breathes this air still. These streets demand your vigilance. Edmund Reid: No. We did everything in our power, used every instrument allowed to us, some that were not. All that we can hope for now is that he is gone and stays gone. He will own my life no more.

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Children. Men say some are born evil, others blameless. The truth, in my experience, is simpler. They are mirrors, as evil or as innocent as the world that gives life to them. And this world, I need not to tell you this, this world is a wicked one.

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I am a secular woman, Inspector. I have seen too much of the truth of things for it to be otherwise. Yet this of my faith I have kept: "Save one life, and you save the world entire."

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Long Susan: Have you lost the last of your addled wits? Homer Jackson: No. I, uh... forensicate myself. Long Susan: Might a woman ask why? Homer Jackson: If she swears to serenity.

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Edmund Reid: Morning to you. Preacher: And to yourself. Edmund Reid: [sees the almost empty street] You are alone here? Preacher: The world hides in fright when there's rumor of cholera. Edmund Reid: But not yourself? Preacher: No, sir. I make my home where other men's fear lies. I fight it for them. Edmund Reid: Then you are welcome here.

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