01x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[woman breathing deeply]

[groaning]

[grunts] Oh, no.

[groaning]

- [bystander] What's going on?

- [all clamouring]

[woman screaming]

- Make space. Please. I'm a midwife.

- [woman] Help me.

My baby's coming. [groans]

- Can you walk, my love?

- Not another step.

[midwife] Oh, this

lady's set to open.

Gentlemen, I ask you to

close or avert your eyes

whilst I make an examination.

Breathe, now.

- Breathe. Deep breaths, my love.

- [woman screams]

- Hezekiah.

- Hmm?

I know you tell me to

expect the unexpected

in this country,

but this is madness.

The woman is about to give birth,

so it's not unexpected for her.

But she's doing

it in the street.

[woman groaning]

- [midwife] Breaths. That's it, my dear.

- [Hezekiah] Perhaps.

- Lots of breaths. Lots of breaths.

- [woman screams]

- [midwife] Breathe now. Breathe.

- Perhaps not.

- [midwife] That's it. That's it, my dear.

- [breathing deeply]

I think she's going to have the

baby right here on the pavement.

- Yo, wait

- Yo, Alec.

We just arrived.

Let's see how the river

run in this country.

Can one of you gentlemen find a carriage

and get her to St Bartholomew's?

It's all right, ma'am, I found a

copper. He said he'd take care of her.

[crowd murmuring]

So this is how the rivers run?

If you don't have

it, you take it.

- So let's take it.

- [chuckles]

[shouting, indistinct]

[vendor 1] Do I

have a ten anywhere?

[vendor 2] Nine lots of four

bales. Four bales a lot.

[vendors shouting]

- Sold to you for 11.

- Very good.

[vendor 1] The next lot is from

the Peel plantation in Jamaica.

Six lots of raw cane.

Starting the bidding at nine.

Alec. Come, come.

Excuse me, sir?

Sir?

My friend Alec and I

just get off the packet ship Endeavour

from from Kingston, Jamaica.

We are looking for the East London

Aquarium and, uh, Zoological Garden.

[pedestrian] Excuse me.

[officer] A long way

to come for a zoo?

Sir, I dream of this

since I was a boy.

That true.

[Hezekiah] Been offered

a position there.

That way. East.

- And there will be a hotel there?

- [scoffs] How much money you got?

Five shilling, me have.

Five shill [chuckles] Then you

really, really are heading east.

How far east you say?

You keep heading east until you get to

where you can barely breathe the air,

where the sun don't shine,

and the birds don't sing.

When you get there, you may

find a hotel you can afford.

Welcome to London, gentlemen.

This position you

got, what is it?

I've come to London to

become a lion tamer!

[seagulls squawking]

[pedestrians chattering]

[sheep bleating]

[Hezekiah chuckles] Hello.

[both chuckle]

[sighs] Yo.

[sighs] Come.

Here.

- Excuse me, sir? Sorry.

- [pedestrian] All right.

We are looking for lodging.

- Sorry, we're full.

- Look, we need only one room, alright?

- And we can share.

- You can't 'cause we're full.

Then can you point me to another

place that maybe has room

They're full too.

Listen

I've been there.

I'm Irish.

But I've got neighbours.

I ain't gonna rock the boat.

[Alec sucks teeth]

Good luck, boys.

[bartender] Morning, ladies.

- Morning, Punch.

- Morning.

Can you put this on Sugar's

slate? He knows I'm good for it.

- Successful outing?

- Rudely curtailed.

There was a time all a

copper asked was two bob.

These young ones

don't know the rules.

Tell Sugar I'll see him

at the fight tonight.

Come on, boy.

[dog panting]

Come on.

All right, ladies. Shell out.

Anne, take that to Max Miller.

We'll divvy up in the Blue

Coat Boy tomorrow night.

You each take that with ya, I will

put the rest in the rocking horse.

We'll all work the fight tonight.

Tourists and new faces, yes?

Now,

business is good.

We're doing well, but

real money ain't found

at the bottom of a man's pocket.

In the coming weeks, I'm gonna

need you all to be on your toes.

Plans are forming.

For that reason, me and Esme will

lodge in the Drum until further notice.

Belle, go back to the Elephant and

Castle, bring Sharkey Devenish here.

We've only got one room.

Okay.

With your ladies' permission,

I will spend two bob of our takings

on an extra room for tonight.

I badly need a f*ck.

It's only two bob.

- All those in favour, say "Aye".

- [all] Aye.

- Good.

- All right. Well, in that case,

send Dickie Summerville

up here as well.

If I'm listening to it through a wall,

Mary, I might as well be doing it.

So Sharkey and Dickie delivered to

The Green Dolphin boarding house.

- Do you want 'em wrapped?

- Just sober.

Mmm, you'd better be

f*cking quick then.

- What's this plan of yours, Mary?

- You'll know when you need to.

But anyone can steal

from the bottom.

It's time we stole from the top.

It's either them say no,

or them ask treble the price.

[landlord] You owe rent.

For last night and tonight

and one extra room with a

soft bed for this evening.

So was it a boy or a girl?

What?

When you left this

morning, you were pregnant.

Yeah. Uh, it was a

little boy actually. Mmm.

He had four arms

for stealing with,

two mouths for sucking with,

six legs for running away

from the police with.

Mmm, yes.

Species do tend to

adapt to their calling.

Mr Lao, I have instincts that

come trickling down my spine.

You're on the run from someone.

A man is found reading a

science book in East London

and that means he's on the run?

It means he's found himself

in the wrong place, yeah.

And there is always a reason.

That is not instinct.

- That is logical deduction.

- [Mary scoffs]

Well, I believe in

luck and chance,

and even though we're

only recently acquainted,

I have made a note in my little

notebook about you, Mr Lao.

[Esme] Queen of the Elephants

likes mysteries, Mr Lao.

And who are the Elephants?

We ladies are the Elephants.

The Forty Elephants.

And as the Queen of the Elephants,

I travel around this beautiful city

offering poor, lost

souls opportunities.

Opportunities that will

change their lives.

And I may may have one

such opportunity for you,

Mr Lao.

Madam.

I know your line of work.

I know you live in the shadows.

Yeah, shadows can't

hold us, Mr Lao.

What the Queen has planned is

so daring, the whole of London

- and the world will know

- Esme.

Expect two men.

Rough coves, have them hosed

down, sent to our rooms.

And what would I need

with opportunities?

[Hezekiah] You don't have to say

the words for me to hear them.

What words, Hezekiah?

- Coming here to London was my idea.

- Mmm.

You're saying, "You got us

into this. You get us out."

Me never say that.

[horse whinnies]

- [enforcer] I said pick it up and read it!

- [villagers screaming]

- You're being evicted!

- [villager] Please, stop. Stop! [cries]

[sighs]

Yo. You believe in fate, right?

What?

You could earn some money

in the ring tonight.

No, no. Hezekiah, no.

- You were good.

- You were better.

Them call you the

Morant Bay Whirlwind!

Only you who call me that.

And every time we

fight, you win.

Hey, my position already

filled, right? And now,

so is yours.

Look, I'm going to fight lions.

All you have to do is

box that white man.

[sucks teeth]

[Hezekiah] Our luck has changed.

Yo.

Leave this to me.

Soon come.

Right.

[tenants shouting, clamouring]

Good day, sir.

So I hope you can help me.

I'm looking for a room.

The last room has

just been taken.

[stammers] You see, sir.

The truth is [sighs]

the colour of my skin is

making it very difficult for me

to find lodging in this city.

Don't care about your skin.

It is a question of mathematics.

[in English] What the

f*ck just happened?

A lot of Chinese workers

came to my country.

My grandmother

was Hakka Chinese.

So I spoke it when I

was a child, you know.

And so when I speak it,

it reminds me of her.

[chuckles]

An African man who

speaks Chinese.

Actually, I'm not from

Africa. I'm from Jamaica.

Ah.

You are just one?

[chuckles] Yeah,

man. Me just one.

[banging on window]

[chuckles]

Yo.

[chuckling]

So where now? Which

room we're going to?

Hey. [shushes]

But wha'?

Well, it's a room.

What the bumba, Hez?

Bumba that's free.

Now keep ya voice down. I

tell him it's just me one.

Yeah, but why is it free?

[sighs] You know, I think in London,

everybody different to each other

- you know?

- [sucks teeth]

So when you meet somebody

even half the same as you,

you come like

they're your brother.

Now to survive in

London, my friend,

we must believe ourselves to be

bigger than the place we are in,

- and believe that all misfortune

- Mmm.

is temporary.

It used to sound so

much better in Chinese.

Chinaman.

Room 7 and 8.

Queen in room 8.

Have you got any dope?

I don't like to be summonsed.

What have you been at, Sharkey?

Gin? Rum?

Laughing gas? Opium?

[chuckles] Okay.

I've been at the

f*cking races, Mare.

f*ck, that's a lot of

bars. Let me count it.

There's, uh

There's little marks

on this money, Sharkey.

Oh, yeah, what marks?

There's, uh, little hearts

drawn on every note. Look.

So there is.

What?

You took this money out of my

box inside the rocking horse

in my private room.

Little hearts I put on every note I

steal to signify my love for improvement.

So you take my money

and wave it in my face.

I just don't like to

be summonsed, Mare.

You don't like to be summoned

even if it's for a purpose?

Just give me it back, all

right. I won it at the races.

- Which races?

- Lingfield.

All right. You went

to Lingfield races.

You beat up enough bookies

to spring 100 bars,

each one of them with a heart drawn

on it? You talk some sense to me.

[sighs] Mare, with you, it's

like dealing with a f*cking man.

[sighs]

I am beyond men.

You talk sense to me.

All right, I lost.

I lost at Lingfield.

- So you gambled like a f*cking gadje?

- [sighs]

Like a mug punter?

- A civilian?

- Mare

Did you gamble any money

that had hearts on it?

- No.

- No?

No, no. I swear not.

All right. That was after

Look. I got your message.

I was coming here, and

I had not a penny, okay?

I saw the rocking horse and stuck

me hand up its arse. That's it.

Look, I just

- I don't like to be summonsed, Mare

- [g*n c*ck]

f*ck.

[gulps]

No, it's fine. Just

keep the money.

I brought you here for a reason, to

do a job, and I expect you to do it.

- So take off your clothes.

- Mare?

Look, you ain't right.

It's meant to be the man

with a g*n. This ain't right!

Yeah, well, I've turned it the other way

around. Take off your clothes and f*ck me.

- I can't.

- Why not?

Well, the g*n don't

f*cking help, does it?

Look.

I've been at the gas.

All right? I'm sorry.

[chokes] Mare

Then what use are ya?

You touch that

rocking horse again,

- I will k*ll you.

- [coughs]

f*cking hell.

Get out of my f*cking sight.

[grunts]

[coughing]

[spits]

I love ya, Mare.

I don't care how black

your heart is, I

I love you, Mary Carr.

Yeah, I'm going, yeah

[door opens, closes]

- [Esme moaning]

- Some queen I am.

[Esme moaning]

Jesus, Esme!

[Punch] Roll up! Roll up!

It's Friday night boxing

- at the Blue Coat Boy!

- [Hezekiah] You ready?

[Alec] Hmm? Yeah, I don't know.

[Hezekiah] Wha' ya

mean ya don't know?

Listen, man. I tell you already.

All you have to do is get in the

ring and do what you have to do.

[spectators chattering]

The fights start already.

We have reached the

right place. Come on.

Let's make some money.

[patrons chattering]

[patron] I won't tell you

again. You owe me the money!

[bell rings]

[Punch] Ten minutes

till showtime!

[folk music playing]

[exclaims]

[laughs]

Number four? It's 3-to-1.

Out of the way here.

Now, here we go.

[spectators cheer]

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to another famous,

that is to say, world-famous,

- Blue Coat Boy boxing night!

- [spectators cheer]

First of two. Friday

night, Saturday night.

Now, tonight's entertainment will

feature Edward "Treacle" Goodson.

[spectators] Ooh!

A Professor of Boxing,

Beast of Hoxton,

brother to the more famous

Henry "Sugar" Goodson,

but no less terrifying.

[spectators laughing]

Someone of you,

some man in here,

might see this as an opportunity

to spread Treacle on my floor.

Any man who goes one round

with him and ends it vertical

will get his shilling back

and get one shilling more.

- [spectators clamouring]

- [Punch] And listen, you f*ck.

Listen!

Any man who pays

his three shillings

and then leaves Edward "Treacle" Goodson

prone on the deck and unconscious,

that man will win the

entire amount of money!

- [spectators cheering]

- Hello, sir.

Looking well. [indistinct]

Have you come to watch

As you can see, my son, the

educated one who has not shamed me,

has set up a desk

in the usual place.

Go now and register your name

and be a part of another

world-famous night

of bare-fist fighting

in the world-famous ring

in the world-famous Blue Coat

Boy Inn and f*cking restaurant!

You all right?

Oi, oi!

And may the good Lord

have mercy on your soul.

[spectators laugh, jeer]

[folk music playing]

Little jig, eh?

Here we go.

All right.

- Hezekiah.

- What?

It's all the money in

the world we have that.

And when you knock

this Treacle man out,

- it'll be spare change.

- We not even know how strong him is.

Alec, you're hungry, you're

trained and you're Black.

- Hmm?

- [chuckles]

[Hezekiah] So that's it.

Go pay your three shillings and

get your name on the list, man

Ya do this for us,

and for the pride of

the whole of Jamaica.

- All right? Go on. Go on.

- [sucks teeth]

[spectators chattering]

- [teller] You fancy your chances, fella?

- Maybe.

If you can take that man down, you

get everything that's in this box.

- Winner takes all.

- All of this?

[teller] All in the box, mate.

Where you from, mate? Don't

look like you're from London.

I'm from Jamaica.

Jamaica? [laughs]

[teller] Here's your

number. You're number seven.

So when the sixth man goes

down, you'll be seventh man in.

Oh, you're not drinking, love?

Off a ship, are ya?

Most sailors off a ship, first

thing they do is buy a drink.

You two ladies are

from London, yes?

Well, I was born in Windsor

Castle, and I'm a Virgo.

- You were born in Kensington Palace

- [Esme] Kensington Palace.

and is a Capricorn.

All right, swell. Tomorrow, I'm going

to the East London Zoological Gardens.

Have you ever been there?

Actually, yes. We

go there often,

especially when we know

there'll be a crowd.

- Have you seen the lions there?

- What do you wanna see a lion for?

I don't want to see a lion.

I want to tame one.

[Mary] You're a lion tamer?

Not yet, but I will be.

[Esme] You're not serious.

I'm not from London.

So when I say something,

that is what I mean.

Mary, there are a lot of

very drunk men in here

who are in need of

urgent subtraction.

I'll see you later.

Not here for the boxing then?

My friend is here

for the boxing.

He is the one going

to fight tonight.

He's gonna fight Treacle?

Why? You know him?

You'd be better off with a lion.

The only creature in London worse

than Treacle Goodson is Sugar Goodson.

If I was you, I would run on over and

tell your friend to save his money.

Good luck with them lions.

On the subject of,

um, money, madam.

Before you go,

I'd like you to give back the two

shillings you just thief from my pocket.

What was that, sorry?

I It's quite loud.

Ah. The two shillings you

just stole from my pocket.

Just like your ladies

did this morning

while you did have your baby.

- Mr Lion Tamer.

- Mmm.

You are one of two in a

strange part of a strange city.

A part of that city where bodies

tend to gravitate toward the river,

and the river takes them not suited

and escorts them out to the ocean

like a gentle doorman.

I have many friends in here,

including Treacle and Sugar

- Mmm.

- and many men like 'em.

- Ah. Yeah?

- Mmm. Yes.

You have many friends.

Many, many friends.

You'd be better off with a lion.

You know what?

Just 'cause you're pretty.

[exclaims]

What's your name?

- [bell dings]

- [spectators cheering]

[Punch] Ladies and gentlemen

I'm contender number seven.

Introducing, from Hoxton,

the legend,

- Edward "Treacle" Goodson!

- [spectators cheering]

Let's hear ya.

Here he is. Go on.

Yeah, it's all right.

Come on. Come on.

- [spectators chanting] Treacle! Treacle!

- Come on!

All right, son.

There he stands, hey?

The wounded bull

damaged by the black mountain

gypsies in their mountain lair.

- But still standing tall.

- [spectators cheering]

That-a-boy!

- The man there in the queue

- Hmm?

they say him

always make that joke.

Him always say him injured so

people think them have a chance.

- Well, everything here is a blasted joke.

- Mmm.

[Punch] Our first contender,

Mr Alexander Fitzroy

"Tiger" Hall!

- Keep it straight.

- [corner man] Show us your hands.

Enjoy it, son.

Now, let's go!

- Come on!

- [spectators cheering]

- [spectator] Come on!

- [grunts]

Go. Go!

- Go! Go!

- Finish him!

Give it him!

[spectators clamour, cheers]

- Yeah, boy!

- [chuckles]

- [grunts]

- [Punch] Go on!

Yeah!

[spectators cheering]

- Treacle!

- Yeah!

Yes! Go on, bash him!

- Yeah! Yes!

- [cheering continues]

Who's next?

[pedestrians

laughing, chattering]

[sniffles]

I've come to see the Queen.

She went out.

- Went out where?

- No.

Where?

[bell dings in distance]

[spectators clamouring]

- [spectators chanting] Treacle! Treacle!

- [choking]

- [corner man] He's swallowed his tongue.

- [coughs]

[corner man] It's all right,

you'll be right as rain.

[Treacle] Come on!

Close fight, son.

Close fight.

[bell dings]

Right, listen. Oh,

hey! [chuckles]

Who put that there? [chuckles]

All right, all right,

all right. It's time.

You got this. Ready?

- Feel good?

- [Punch] Now, ladies and gentleman

- Yeah, man. I'm feeling good.

- contender number seven!

All the way from Jamaica

- [Alec] Hezekiah.

- [Hezekiah] Yeah?

Nobody lay one

hand 'pon him yet.

- You're gonna be the first.

- a young man

who just washed up this morning.

Do we have an Alec Munroe?

What's, he done a runner?

Yeah, me there, me there!

Here we go. Come

on. Don't be shy.

Alec Munroe!

[spectators cheer]

Show me your hands.

Tougher than the

last one, he'll be.

Here, shoes, shoes.

- Take his f*cking head off.

- [chuckles]

- Here we go, gentlemen. Ready?

- [bell dings]

- Come on!

- Come on, son!

Let's go.

- All right, come on then. Come on.

- Come on!

- Come on!

- He's fast, man.

We got a runner!

You can't just run!

- Yes! Come on!

- [Punch] That's one blow!

Go on!

Oh.

Come on.

You're good. You're good.

[inhales sharply]

Hit him!

Yes! Go on!

Come on, one more.

[spectators] Hit him!

Touch me.

Ah, wha' this?

You can't do that!

What the

Stay down, mate.

He's done. He's done.

[shouting, indistinct]

[chanting] Treacle!

Treacle! Treacle!

We got a victor!

- Don't forget your shoes.

- Thank you.

- You did good. You did good.

- Good, my raas.

You didn't see him elbow me?

- Why him don't stop the fight?

- All right, sit by the bar.

Get you a drink, all right?

And get a drink

with what, Hezekiah?

We only have two shillings,

and we have to eat.

So we have a drink.

What you're gonna do, Hezekiah?

I should have never come

to this f*cking country.

You is bad luck, Hezekiah.

Ever since you was a

pickney, you just

[Punch] Hold it

there! Hold it there!

- Here we go.

- [bell dings]

There's no such

thing as luck, Alec.

Everyone have him

destiny in his own hands.

Bet that sound better

in Chinese too.

Nah, I'm not talking about

my grandmother, right?

It's me. That's what I believe.

[spectators clamour]

Beer and rum for the gallant

loser and his friend.

Come on!

That poster on that

wall invites all comers.

Beer and f*cking rum, Johnny.

He did okay.

[sucks teeth]

My friend nuh like "okay".

[contender grunts]

Why that woman buy us a drink?

You know,

I actually have no idea.

My name is Mary Carr,

and I'm Queen of

the Forty Elephants.

The biggest, fastest, most

independent g*ng of female thieves

- in the whole of London.

- [scoffs]

- Hezekiah.

- [Hezekiah] Hmm?

[Alec] How you do this, man?

You go into a place with a thousand people

and the one person you get to know is

Is what?

What's the end of that sentence?

Apologies, madam,

but my friend, Hezekiah,

has a way of attracting

trouble.

Right.

Well, you know what, I have a way

of attracting trouble as well.

[spectators clamouring]

- Mary!

- A friend of yours?

A disappointment.

You pretend these two men

around you are shadows.

Black like f*cking shadows, ain't

they? So that's what they are.

- Bacra jancro d'ya say?

- Just

Calm down, Sharkey.

Sit down. Sit down.

You're coming with me. I'm gonna

do the job you summonsed me for.

Now.

Come on.

Mary, you're mine. You

know you're mine, don't ya?

Everyone else is just

f*cking shadows, Mare!

[Mary] What are you gonna

do with that, Sharkey?

What are you gonna do with that?

- You gonna sh**t me?

- I might do, yeah.

You're gonna sh**t me in front

of all these people, are ya?

- Okay.

- Don't f*cking tempt me, Mary.

Go on. Do it.

Do it!

Otherwise, get out of my sight, and

don't you ever f*cking come back.

[scoffs]

[Sharkey grunts]

[bell dings]

[Mary] Morning.

I want you to take our

rooms off your register.

We're moving in for a bit.

Mmm. They say you have friends

in Holland Park who are artists

who can recreate

almost anything.

The note is real.

Consider it a down payment

on what I'm gonna owe you

when we've carried out our

little enterprise together.

Oh, well, I'll take that as

an indicator of interest.

I learned something yesterday.

Your friend, Sharkey,

paid me a visit.

It would seem that being your acquaintance

carries risk as well as opportunity,

and you do not care much

for the consequences.

Risk, opportunity, they all sort

of go hand in hand, don't they?

What is this little enterprise?

Even as we speak, aboard

the Trans-Siberian Express,

there is a trade delegation

sent by Emperor Qing of China,

and they are bound

for Westminster

[sniffs]

where her Majesty will give them

gifts of silver and shortbread biscuits

- in a presentation

- [sniffs]

at the home of

the Earl of Lonsdale.

Me and my ladies have a plan

to intercept those gifts

and have them away in our underwear

before anyone knows they're missing.

You're going to steal

from the Queen of England?

I know you are

resourceful, Mary.

But how will you do that?

Hmm, well. Okay.

That's, uh

That's my business.

All you have to do is turn some

English words into Chinese,

Chinese words into

English and hand me a key.

Now I've given you £5. There

are a further 195 on offer.

[Mr Lao] Hmm.

Are you in, or are you out?

Find someone else for

your schemes, Mary Carr.

It's closed.

Good day to you, sir.

I am here to see Mr Harkness.

If you wanna come in,

it'll cost you a shilling.

Ah, but but I am

here on business.

Shilling, or f*ck off.

[Hezekiah sighs]

Left here. Left

again at the turtles.

[dogs barking]

[zookeeper grunts, sighs]

[water trickling]

- Uh Uh, Mr Mr Harkness?

- [zookeeper coughs]

[grunts] Oh.

[sighs]

Lavatory's bust. [sighs]

Who are you?

Sir, uh

My name is Hezekiah Moscow.

You wrote to me some months

ago offering me employment.

Mr Moscow. All the way

from Jamaica. Welcome.

Look, I would be happy

to work in any capacity,

of course, since I

love all animals,

but my ambition is

to be a lion tamer.

Well, my friend, our lions

are on a ship from Africa.

Due to dock in

London next month.

- So, no time to lose.

- All right.

- Let's start your training today.

- All right.

Stay there. [sighs]

[breathes deeply]

- [glasses clinking]

- [Mr Harkness] Oh. [chuckles]

[grunts]

Come with me, Mr Moscow.

Hmm.

Come with me.

[door creaking]

[Mr Harkness chuckles]

[squawking]

Mr Harkness?

Huh?

Where are all the other animals?

Oh. [chuckles] Sleeping.

They're all sleeping.

[sighs] We keep 'em locked

up until the punters arrive.

They love to feed them. It's a,

uh, highlight of their visit.

[grunts, stammers] Well, then.

I've been looking for a

a replacement for some time.

You can step in for a while.

Uh, just till the, uh

Till the lions get here.

Now

[grunts, groans]

It's five bob a day.

Six on Sundays.

[whimpers, grunts]

Ple Please.

Cages are for animals.

[keys clatter]

[sighs]

[folk music playing]

[patrons chattering]

All alone now, Mary?

More and more, Treacle, to

be alone is to be in heaven.

An empty chair has no complications

and asks nothing from me.

Well, I heard a gentleman in your company

brought a firearm in here last night.

You know Sugar's rules.

Even you can't get

away with that.

Well, that gentleman in question will

not be seen in here again, Treacle.

Yeah?

I spoke firmly with him.

He understood.

Things are finished.

And he's gone for a stroll, I'd imagine,

along the river to think about his future

if indeed he had one.

[scoffs]

Yeah.

[Sugar] You warn Mary about

bringing in drunks with firearms?

[chuckles] Yeah.

Sounds like she shot the man

from a cannon into the river.

Full house?

Yeah.

Always a full f*cking house.

[Sugar clears throat]

Six pound over last night

already and sign-ups rolling in.

[scoffs]

Not a man in East

London earning more.

[Sugar] Go tell Punch I'm ready.

Introducing from Hoxton,

the King of the River,

all the way from

Windsor to the marshes,

the East London Gladiator.

[spectators clamour]

The legend continues to be told

- in the old East End of the almighty

- [spectators whistle]

Henry "Sugar" Goodson!

- [spectators cheer]

- Let's hear ya!

Bang the f*cking drum!

- Sugar! Sugar! Sugar!

- [drum banging]

[cheering continues]

Sugar! Sugar!

[spectators chanting]

Sugar! Sugar! Sugar! Sugar!

Let's have contender number one!

[spectators cheering]

Sugar! Sugar! Sugar!

[bell dings]

Oooh!

[spectator] Finish

him! Finish him!

[bell dings]

Come on!

Savage that, son. Savage.

[Punch] So now, ladies and gentlemen,

do we have our next contender?

Here he comes here,

out of the shadows.

[spectators jeering]

And he is himself

a living shadow.

It says here on my card that this man

is from our precious colony of Jamaica

where the ruby red rum is born.

And also born there, a boy by

the name of Moscow who reports

you're gonna like this one

that he is a lion tamer!

[laughs]

Please welcome

Hezekiah "The Lion" Moscow!

Are you really a lion tamer?

Best of luck.

Pull the other one.