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We are going to escape this place today.

Are you coming with us?

Take cover!

You know it's not your fault.

You killed him to save us.

I am not your brother.

No, you're worse.

I was about to give up.

Luckily, you left us a little clue.

I must send you to the Burgue

as my emissaries.

I've been asked to present a peace treaty

to Parliament on behalf of the New Dawn.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Any fae that wants passage to Tirnanoc.

They're letting us sail home?

There's two ships now, there'll be more to follow.

Berwick!

Vignette, wait, I can explain. No!

The Black Raven respects you, Comrade.

Are you ready to lead them?

Philo, what do you know about the New Dawn?

If this is the New Dawn...

...it's not peace they're after.

They're bringing a revolution.

Darius!

Darius!

Tourmaline!

How'd you do that?

Vignette here?

She went after the Raven.

She's no idea what she's walking into.

What, do you want us to go after her?

We'd never find her.

Tourmaline might.

Nah.

Not with magic.

Why not?

It's too dangerous for her.

If you'd seen what I've seen, it's just too dangerous.

Danger's coming, Darius, whatever we do.

- Where is she? - Out.

Look, if you ask her, she'll do it.

But I'm begging you, Philo, don't ask.

It's the New Dawn.

They're already here.

The carnage at the docks? That was them.

Oh, shit.

So, it's a revolution.

If we don't stop it, the army'll come in and the Row will burn.

Stop a revolution? How?

I spoke to Millworthy.

There's still a chance for peace,

if somebody stops the Sparas.

You mean kill it.

So, all that talk about how you're done taking sides

against the fae.

We kill this thing,

imagine how many more lives we save.

So, you've come to help us, then?

Is that so hard to believe?

We are not conquerors.

We didn't come here

to destroy this place, but to set it free.

I've heard that before.

I was told you robbed the military trains

for medicine. Why?

Something to do.

You saw people in need,

and you risked your life to help them.

We are no different.

The Black Raven respect you.

If you join our cause,

the others will follow.

What do you need the Raven for? You've got an army.

In Ragusa, not here.

You think the New Dawn is some foreign invasion?

No. We are already here.

Wherever people believe in the idea

of fairness, of freedom for everyone,

we are there already.

You expect to defeat the Burgue

with an idea?

The Pact also laughed.

They are not laughing now.

The Sparas is New Dawn?

A magnificent creature.

One of the last of his kind,

and still he fights with us for a better world.

By ripping off heads at random?

The Sparas is not a mindless monster.

No more than you or I.

He's a creature of strategy.

He takes life only when he must.

What about Dahlia and Bolero?

They fought for faefolk, and they were killed by a fae.

Small-minded traitors.

No one can be allowed to stand

in the way of what is coming,

fae or human, no one.

But those who stand with us,

they will not just be spared,

they will be delivered.

From guns and jails

and hatred and fear.

From sickness and poverty

and despair.

They will finally have a chance to live.

But maybe

you aren't ready to fight for that.

Not for yourself.

You have been abused and betrayed...

...and afraid,

and your heart has been shattered again and again.

You are in so much pain,

maybe you don't believe you deserve real freedom

with real choices.

But what about the ones you love?

Don't they deserve it?

What would you do to give them that better world?

I see what you mean about her.

I shouldn't have doubted you.

You've been through hell.

It's good to have you back.

You are back, ain't you?

How did she find all these people?

Most of them are from here.

Joined the New Dawn in prison.

Until the Sparas broke 'em all out.

Is it here?

Is it one of those humans?

Could be.

Could be any of them.

First I saw it was down at the docks.

Incredible.

Incredible?

It was a slaughter.

I didn't say it was pretty,

but I'm glad it's on our side.

So...

are you?

On our side?

Don't tell me you missed me.

No, I didn't.

You're a stuck-up little prig, and you get on my tits.

- Hey. - But I don't have to like you, now, do I?

That's the difference between you and me. I know

there are more important things than how I feel.

I don't like you, but I will fight with you,

as long as you are here fighting for those who can't.

You are one of us.

I'd put my body on the line for you, and you'd do the same,

because we are nothing without each other.

That is what solidarity is.

That is the world I want to live in.

Me, too.

I'm with you.

The chancellor murdered?

Ships burned in the harbor? This was you, wasn't it?

This was the New Dawn.

Oh, it's a lovely picture.

Will you miss your brother very much?

You are far from your guards here.

Answer her.

How many of our comrades have been killed

with Burguish rifles, hmm?

If the Burgue thought they could aid our enemy,

and that there would be no price to pay...

You think that murder and chaos

brings you closer to peace,

you don't know the Burgue.

They need to know the cost of refusing us.

Besides, we both know how persuasive

Comrade Imogen can be, hmm?

You can't possibly expect me to address Parliament now,

- after this. - Oh, I can assure you, Comrade,

after this, they will hang on your every word.

If you want peace so much, get it yourself.

Well, you could back out.

I have no way to force you.

But you've seen what will happen here if peace fails.

You left your brother in one of those fields.

This city chased us out.

Why should we save it?

There's no "we" involved.

It's clear you are the only voice they'll hear.

But do you think I should refuse to speak?

I think I'm tired.

I'm tired of imposing on you

when my home is just steps away.

- You're not imposing... - Knowing I can't go back

there because being here with you is the only reason

I'm not locked up in the Row.

But mostly I'm tired

of holding my tongue.

On my account?

We both know you won't abandon this city

to be slaughtered.

And you'll save the lives of others, too, if you can,

because that's who you are.

Besides, the Burgue is worth saving.

I've seen much of the rest of the world.

Compared to the Burgue...

it's worse.

I knew the Burgue's cruelty

long before you arrived next door.

Maybe I should let it burn.

After Ezra, what's one more mortal sin?

What are you doing here?

Oh, you're back, then. Good.

Just who I needed to speak to.

And I bet Darius told you not to ask me.

He's scared after what happened with the mirror.

My little trip into the Gloaming?

I thought we agreed you wouldn't wander off alone.

Doesn't matter, does it?

Yeah.

Well, um...

Philo was just leaving, weren't you, Philo?

What do you need?

Ask me.

The Sparas in your visions,

where does it land?

Across the square, and then it comes this way by foot.

Where are you standing exactly?

- Me? - Mm.

Right here. Why?

Right. Darius, you'll take

a position just inside the window.

I'll take a position out here.

When the Sparas lands, I'll draw its attention...

...and blast it through the window.

Blast it? With what, exactly?

I was thinking a machine gun should do the trick.

Oh, silly me for asking.

I'll just go and get my spare machine gun, shall I?

You got inside Vignette's head, didn't you?

You managed to bring her here.

You want me to do it again with the Sparas?

You want me to draw it here?

So we can kill it.

Or-or-or maybe she doesn't do that,

and then it won't come after her.

No, no, it's coming, Darius.

I think we've established that.

But I can't.

I mean,

obviously I would, but I-I can't do the spell.

I need a bit of its hair or something.

Well, that's a shame.

Nice try, though,

but we're moving on.

Would a tooth work?

A tooth?

Yeah, it would.

Ow! But we are diplomats.

No, you're not. You're accomplices

to murder and treason.

Miss Spurnrose and I knew nothing, you have my word.

A fucking Puck's word. Fancy that.

It's true, Mr. Millworthy.

These attacks were New Dawn. Kastor confessed it to us.

Did he now?

Yes, they thought the Burgue would be more amenable

to a peace treaty with a gun to its head.

- Well, then they were fools. - Yes,

but so are you if you think

arresting us will stop the violence.

- Is that a threat? - No.

Please listen.

The New Dawn is desperate and angry

and have concluded that death is preferable

to continued oppression,

which makes them an enemy with nothing to lose.

They don't just kill enemy troops,

they slaughter entire families and leave them to rot.

Mr. Astrayon and I

had many reasons never to return to the Burgue,

- but we came back to save it. - Thank you,

but I think it's a little bit late.

What if we could stop further attacks?

There are to be further attacks?

I don't know,

but, Kastor,

surely there's a way of you reaching your comrades.

Tell them to cease fire,

or there will be no peace.

Perhaps...

Perhaps, possibly, there is a way we could...

send them a message.

You already have us under guard here.

What could you possibly have to lose?

Tourmaline?

What happened?

Oh.

Of course.

They talked you into joining their glorious revolution.

How'd you know?

Philo.

Please don't tell me he's trying to stop them.

Well, they're trying to start a war.

No. No, listen.

We were wrong about the New Dawn.

They're not what we thought.

I've seen what they are, and the sight doesn't lie.

They've already liberated Ragusa.

They can do the same for us.

So, you're going to join them even when you know

that thing of theirs is going to kill me?

The Sparas only kills when it has to,

when people try and stop it.

Oh.

So, that's what it is.

Why?

What are you doing?

We're trying to stop it. We're setting a trap.

- What? No. You can't... - Stop, stop.

We've been through this. This is my fate.

Fuck fate.

You don't think you can change your destiny?

You're not even trying to fight it?

I've seen the horror your revolution is gonna bring.

And, for you, that might be a price worth paying,

but you don't get to make that choice for the rest of us.

You certainly don't get to make it for me.

Or have you forgotten what war's like for people on the ground?

I haven't forgotten.

I wish I could,

but I remember freedom, too.

I remember what it was like to not be afraid

every second of every day.

Do you remember that?

You're making a mistake.

This isn't the end.

The choices we make echo into the Gloaming.

But what does that matter?

Folks are suffering here and now, and we can change that.

We still have a choice.

And this is mine.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm trying to concentrate.

- Tourmaline... - Just go.

You expect me

to take the word of a Critch witch

who had a fucking vision?

Well, she's never been wrong,

but if you've got a better idea

of how to hunt a Sparas, I'm all ears.

The whole of the Burgue is on the hunt.

- Army, too, not just police. - Oh.

Well, you won't be needing me, then.

- Let me know how it goes. - Wait.

Look, just hold up, all right? For fuck's sake.

Let's say I do believe you about these visions.

Let's say you know where the monster's gonna show up.

What kind of born idiot would I be

to hand some Critch a machine gun?

Fuck off. What am I supposed to do,

- kick it to death? - I'm not saying I won't do it.

- Ah. - I'm saying just

give me a fucking minute here.

Well, the good news is, that's the easy part.

There's more?

There's one stop we need to make first.

Let's go.

There's a code with my mark,

so that our comrades will trust that you speak for me.

But why must Agreus be the one to go?

Because humans are not allowed on the Row.

And what do you want me to say?

The truth.

That our mission has been threatened, and

they are to send you back with new orders.

And they'll stop the attacks?

- If they decide that is best. - And if they decide not?

Then we will spend the war in a Burguish prison.

This isn't right, for Martyr's sake.

It's the only way.

Well, go on, then.

I'm sure Berwick will be happy to help his partner.

He was just saying so the other day.

"You'd never let us down," he said.

What the fuck do you want me to say, Dombey?

You're right.

Berwick would still be alive

if I hadn't gotten in my own way.

You should look away.

That it?

Thanks, Kip.

Best leave this to us, yeah?

Of course.

Well, what the fuck is going on here, Sergeant?

I'm working a case, Constable.

What the hell are you lot doing here?

You're letting that Critch bastard

into our precinct near one of our own?

Oh, now, you listen to me, Thatch.

Right now this Critch bastard

is our best chance of catching an even bigger bastard.

The Row. Dawn.

Right. Well, you looked at the body. Get the fuck out of here.

You're letting him go?

He's got a signed pass from Balefire.

We can't touch him.

Always a pleasure, lads.

I don't believe it. Dombey working with Critch.

I'll work with Critch and worse

if it means catching this filthy beast,

and it's Sergeant Dombey to you, Cuppins.

I don't want you to go.

I'll deliver the message

and then I'll come straight back.

Agreus, I don't want to hold my tongue either.

I know I cut you.

Please.

Tell me how to heal it because

I've never felt this empty in my entire life.

I'm sorry if you felt that I was

trying to "own" you or...

exert power over you. That was never my intention.

I never meant to make you feel that way.

I believe you.

But you are wrong.

I'm not proud of the things I did in my past.

They haunt me daily.

For you to suggest that I did them

to be like the men that oppressed me,

or that-that it makes me worse than them...

No.

I did them for my freedom.

To be free.

You did what you had to do to survive.

I am glad of it.

All cuts heal with time.

All right, come on.

Hyah.

Where'd you slip off to?

Doesn't matter.

Our new comrades were worried about you.

I told them not to.

You're part of the fight now. Right?

I am.

But what about the ones who didn't sign up for a fight?

The ordinary folk that just wanted a quiet life.

Are we doing right by them?

Oona wanted a quiet life.

She didn't sign up for what she got.

I know. I miss her.

I wonder what she would have thought of the New Dawn.

Seeing how bad things have gotten,

she would've been the first one to sign up with them.

This is our first real chance to change things, Vini.

What if we don't win?

We will win, Vini,

or at least die trying.

Open up the gate.

Open it up.

Come on, step back.

Stand back.

That's our messenger?

Come on, move back.

Excuse me, young man.

Could you tell me the way...?

Could you please...?

Please tell me the way to St. Titania's Tavern.

Thank you.

Get you a drink, your lordship?

I'm actually meeting with someone.

Right you are, sir.

Pix or faun? Male, female,

- or... - Just, uh, a beer.

Thank you.

Mmm.

I'm actually waiting for someone.

Yeah. Me.

You've been followed.

Of course I have. I've got a message.

Mm. It's not for me to see.

And where are you off to?

Stay and have a drink with me.

Where are you taking me?

The Row disgusts you that much?

The way you dress like them, talk like them.

You think that makes you better than the rest of us?

Seductive, I suppose.

The New Dawn's appeal.

That we're not to blame for any of our hardships.

No, it's someone else's fault.

That we shouldn't try to

improve civilization, no, we should tear it down.

And why should we try to improve ourselves with education

and create things of value?

No, no, we should hand out wealth equally,

regardless of your labors.

It's lazy.

It's a lie, and it will change absolutely nothing.

So, according to you,

we should play by their rules,

and try and beat a system that is stacked against us?

Yes.

Change is slower,

but you inherit more than ash.

Will I see it in my lifetime, though?

Would my grandchildren?

Then for me, ash it is.

They'll take care of you now.

You never really wanted peace, did you?

Why did you force us to come?

I'm told you bring a message.

Kastor's code, so you know I speak for him.

Is that what he told you this meant?

Clever man, Kastor.

Such finery.

Even now, you can't see how foolish you look.

You're making a terrible mistake.

He sent me with a warning.

No, he sent me a warning.

That Comrade Imogen has threatened

to back out of addressing Parliament,

and that...

I cannot allow.

They held a knife to my throat.

I'm really sorry, sir.

You...

No!

So, you're telling me that your plan failed?

I said that if we threatened them with arrest,

they'll be forced to send a messenger, which they did,

but our man lost the trail.

Just so I understand,

we are no closer to learning

the New Dawn's strength in numbers.

Unfortunately not, but I don't believe that Mr. Astrayon

or Miss Spurnrose, however good an actress she is,

knew of the attacks in advance.

They're traitors, regardless. Hang them and send in the army.

Quite right. We should raze Carnival Row

and be done with this.

Yes, that's certainly the most drastic option, gentlemen,

but might I remind you of the upcoming election?

It could be to both your advantage

and your public standing

if you were to say

your parties did everything they could

to avoid war on our own soil.

For our party,

war is always a last resort.

As it is for ours.

We must first exhaust every

diplomatic option.

Very well, Mr. Millworthy.

If the New Dawn still intends to sue for peace,

we will hear them out.

I'll see it's handled, gentlemen.

Wonderful. It's lovely.

I'll just go and get the big bowl out.

Well done. Thank you.

Aren't you forgetting something?

- Dombey will come through. - With a machine gun?

You're putting our lives in the hands of that copper?

He's a prick.

But I trust him.

Tell him about Vignette.

What's she talking about?

Fly inside the fog until we're clear of the guns.

So it's true, then.

You shouldn't be here.

Neither should you.

What's in the bags?

Come closer and we'll show you.

You police again?

Thought you'd seen the light.

And you're killing police now?

Did I? Which one was that?

All you coppers look the same to me.

Stop.

Just take this. I'll catch up.

Please.

Don't let him get in your head.

Not now.

Just go.

Go on.

So you're New Dawn now.

There were troops on those ships.

I know.

They fucking betrayed us.

I know.

But you're running right back to them.

I thought you'd had enough of hiding and hating yourself.

Fuck all that.

What can I do about that?

Stopping a killer,

that's what I've always done.

Saving the people I love.

That's what I want to do.

That's right.

What they're doing, Vignette,

with this revolution,

it's not right.

I'm asking you.

Don't go with them.

Please.

But what is right, Philo?

I won't watch the people I love suffer and die.

I've done it once and I won't do it again.

Hope is so frightening.

But now I have it.

The world can be different.

But the only chance we have of seeing it

is by fighting for it.

Okay.

Forget about me.

You're choosing them over Tourmaline?

I'm doing this for Tourmaline.

And for you.

From Leonora.

Hyah.

Where's Agreus?

For you.

He should be back by now.

Open it.

You'll give the speech I tell you

and do exactly as you are told,

or the next package will be his head.

She's made her choice, then.

Dombey, a fucking Critch lover.

I never thought I'd see the day.

He's got a son.

He's got a responsibility to the lad's future.

Well, that's what I said.

He said he's setting an example.

Of what,

how to piss your self-respect up the wall?

- That's right. - Seriously.

- What's happening with people, eh? - He's right.

We let these talking animals start swanning around

like they're as good as the rest of us.

Well, we can't fucking have that, can we?!

We just can't!

End of everything, that'll be!

It won't come to that.

Dombey's already gone off the deep end,

but the rest of us know how things are meant to be.

And how we make 'em stay that way!

Sorted your love life out, then?

Bitch.

Cow.

Here.

I'll fly in and flush 'em out.

What?

No need.

But they're still inside.

That's the point.

Is that a problem?

Kaine, I'm not a murderer.

Fucking cunts!

Fuck!

Sh... What the fuck is going on?!

Fuck!

Mosley!

Mosley!

The fuck?

Motherfucker!

Aah!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Vini, help us!

Vini!

You're fucking joking.

I need his help.

Nice to see you, too, mate.

It's just like old times.

Right.

Ready when you are.

We're ready.

Morr Faélar isteag mit.

Morr Faélar isteag mit.

Ambassador. Welcome.

Mr. Millworthy, thank you.

Gentlemen, if you'd like to follow me?

Major Vir?

Major Vir?

Major Vir?

What did you see?