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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?