All language subtitles for The.Irregulars.S01E06.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[footsteps in distance]

Well, how long is normal?

How am I supposed to know?

Ten minutes?

I've never timed it.

But you enjoyed it, right?

Listen…

-I… I enjoyed it.
-Leo.

I enjoyed it.

I really enjoyed it.
Now stop. We need to concentrate.

[footsteps in distance]

[hesitating] I think it was more like
15 minutes, anyway.

I tell you what.
Next time, we'll time it. No pressure.

-So, there's going to be a next time?
-Not necessarily.

-But… but you just said next time.
-We're a little bit busy at the moment.

I don't really have five minutes to spare.

[scoffs] Excuse me.
It was definitely more than five minutes.

[door clattering]

[door opens]

[Dr. Watson] God damn it. God damn it!

[door closes]

Who do you think he was here to see?

"Right ear removed in attack."

"Left eye removed in attack."

[Bea] Yeah, I figured.

[fabric rustling]

How is he not dead?

[Leopold] The notes say
the victims arrived at the hospital

with their wounds fully healed.

Minimal blood loss.

It just… [sighs]

It doesn't seem possible.

We're calling it
"The Case of the Collector."

It seems to have healed so well, it looks
like there was no limb there at all.

-It's Snowdonia Hawkweed.
-Snowdonia Hawkweed.

The Collector's back.

We spoke to
one of the nurses at the hospital.

There've been other victims.

One missing part of his liver.
One part of his left lung. It goes on.

So what? Spike says there were
new monsters all over the city last night.

What's special about this one?

Sherlock told me about a case.
The only one he never managed to solve.

Left leg, right leg…

-[sighing]
-…left arm, right arm, all taken.

Wounds healed miraculously.

Just like this case.

We think someone
is trying to build a whole person

out of other people's body parts.

Whatever power they had to do this
must have stopped when Bea and Jessie's…

When the Rip closed for the first time.

Now a new Rip is open, they've continued.

I still don't see what our plan is.

So what if it's happening again?

Who cares? What's the point?
How does that help us find the Rip?

Jessie can't get far enough into these
monsters' heads to see where it is.

The point is, Billy, of all the cases,

Watson is interested
in this one, and we in him.

What if there is
another way we can find the Rip?

No.

You said if you went
deeper into your nightmares,

-into that big cavern hall place--
-I'm not doing it again.

[Leopold] I know it must be horrible,

but remember you can leave at any time,
so I struggle to see why--

You don't know what it's like.
I'm not doing it.

-Like you'd do it.
-I'm just--

-We're not gonna make her do it.
-Just stop! All right? Just stop.

Look, we're all just…

Just a bit tired. Huh?

Let's just…

Just take a deep breath, huh?

Bea.

What leads have you got
on the body parts case?

Sherlock said there was a rare plant used.

Snowdonia Hawkweed.

Watson told him he spoke
to an expert about it. Edith Dubois.

-I say we start with her.
-[Spike] Okay.

Great. Uh, that's where
we start, all right?

Leo.

Go and find her address at the town hall,

and when you come back here,
we'll all go down there, together.

I'm not interested, mate.
I've got things to do.

And there's enough of you
without me to deal with it.

So, just deal with it.

[Spike] Bill! What?

[door closes]

Go.

I'm not coming either.

Jessie, what?

I can't believe you asked me to do that.

-No, I wasn't asking--
-Ah, just leave me alone.

Billy! Billy, stop!

Billy, wait. Stop, stop, stop.

[indistinct chatter]

Look.

-What was it like talking to him again?
-What? Who?

-Spike told me.
-Spike's got a big freakin' mouth.

Spike's a good friend to you, Billy.

Let's have a chat, yeah?

He told me they'd lied about my folks.

That my mum was a…

Well, she wasn't a weaver.

Maybe he was lying.

I went down to the workhouse
to check the records.

Look, Bill.

I want to hurt him for what he did to you.

-You're not.
-Yes, I am.

It's not your fault.
You were just a little kid.

Kids aren't supposed to protect people.
They're supposed to be protected.

I hate him, Bea.

Yeah, me, too.

Me, too. But do you really
want to destroy yourself over this?

'Cause that's what you'll do.

You're tough, Billy, but you're also good.

And those with good hearts can't hurt
other people without it hurting them.

We need you, Bill.

We need your strengths.

We need your heart.

We've not got a replacement for that.

You're good at talking. It's not fair.

-Elixir?
-No, thank you.

[indistinct chatter and laughter]

[Daimler] "When a man is tired of London,

he is tired of life."

"For there is in London
all that life can afford."

"In the history of the world,
there has never been a city like it."

"A city where
you can be anyone you want to be."

"Do anything you want to do."

I… I'm armed.

I'm sure you are.

Given that you now appear to be feral.

Look at yourself.

But you're not actually feral, are you?

You're playing dress-up.

No.

I have friends here now.

I have a life here--

I suppose they know
you're Prince of England, do they?

Or do people in these parts
not take kindly to people like you?

If you take me back to the palace,
I will no longer be a prince.

I will engage in no meetings,

no banquets, no breakfasts, no socials.

I will not even speak to my own mother.

What did she say
when she found out I'd left?

When she found out her sick little boy
had disappeared into the wild?

She still doesn't know
I've gone, does she?

You haven't told her.

You lay a finger on me, I'll tell her
exactly how negligent you've been.

And how will you maintain
that air of superiority

when you no longer work for the Crown?

[breathing heavily]

I am the master of my own fate.

-Me!
-[heavy thud]

If I wish to return to the palace,
I will do so as and when I please.

And what's more, Daimler…

there's not
a goddamn thing you can do about it.

[Sherlock] John?

God!

You almost gave me a heart attack.

How did you get in here?

Bea had a key cut
when you were passed out.

I admire that.

I don't wanna be here.
I'm here because I have no other choice.

I need your help.

You sure this is the right place?

11 Colebrook Gardens. Edith Dubois.

Looks like someone's already
beaten us to it.

Watson.

[Spike] Why is Watson so desperate
to find this plant lady, anyway?

Jesus.

Looks like our friend, the doctor,
had fun in here.

[Spike] Holy moly. He's trashed the place.

[Bea] Is this Edith?

With her husband?

[Spike] Don't look too chipper there.

[Billy] Hey, I think I found
what Watson was looking for.

Looks like a diary.

"August 19th."

"The disease, fortunately,
has only attacked his extremities."

"His toes and fingers blacken
as the… the rot sets in."

[Spike] Her husband.

[Bea] "October. The disease
has moved inwards to his organs."

"If I don't act now, he'll die."

"I plan to render him comatose."

"And move him somewhere safe."

"I'll keep his body cool
to preserve what is left of him."

"And then I'll use nature to recraft him."

"To bring him back."

[Spike] It's her. She's the Collector.

"Somewhere safe"?

All right. Big help.
She could literally be anywhere.

Sherlock said,

"Snowdonia Hawkweed requires
extremely specific conditions to thrive."

In the wild, it only grows on a single
cliff face on a mountain in North Wales.

Botanical gardens.

[book thuds]

Look at this place.
Look what Watson did to it.

It speaks of desperation.

Fear and rage.

Why is he so desperate to find her?

Why would he tell Sherlock

that the hawkweed was
a dead end when it obviously wasn't?

Let's go get some fucking answers.

I was thinking, maybe, uh, we could spend
five minutes together tonight.

When we get back.

If we get back.

Hey, we'll get back.

I think there's a chance
one of these times we're not gonna.

We've been lucky so far, but…

Do you want to turn back?

We can't.

I'm glad you're here.

Ever since you arrived…

What?

I've felt less afraid.

Me, too.

[door opens and closes]

[Jessie] I put the key in the back
of the lock so Watson can't get in.

I don't even know
how to begin thinking about it.

Just do the same thing that you did
when you figured out my mum's visions.

-It was long ago. I can't remember.
-Must be in your head somewhere.

It's just buried under 15 years of shit.

Oh, don't swear.

People who swear are uncreative and lazy.

-Is this your attempt at parenting?
-No, I'm just saying.

You're just offering fatherly advice?

-I'm not saying that--
-Shit.

Tits. Cocks. Balls.

Shitty balls.

You finished?

Why don't you just…

Tell me what you see in your nightmares.

[sighs]

[breathing shakily]

I'm under the earth somewhere.
In a tunnel.

And there's this big hole. Like a cavern.

And there are bodies in it.

Lots of dead bodies.

[indistinct growling]

Maybe a crypt?

Some catacombs?

There are these monsters.

These dark things.

"Dark things"?

Could you be a bit more vague?

'Cause I'm really getting bogged down
in all the details.

They wear black robes.

[indistinct growling]

And masks.

Long noses.
Like cone noses. And hollow eyes.

[Sherlock] What you're seeing
are plague doctors.

They wore masks like that
during the Black Death.

Full of, um, herbs and spices
to protect themselves from "bad air."

It was a nonsense theory,
but science had barely begun.

Since the veil between the worlds
is thinnest at sites of great traffic,

probably be looking for a plague pit.

That's it.

[Billy] This place goes on forever.

[Spike] Wait, this looks familiar.

This is the same place
as in the photos back at her house.

[dog barking]

[Bea] Everybody stay close.

[door slams]

[instruments clatter]

When Prometheus made humans
out of clay and gave them fire,

Zeus punished him by tying him to a rock.

And had an eagle
eat out his liver every day for eternity.

[sizzling]

What punishment
did you have in mind for me?

Billy.

It's over, Edith.

Yes, you're right.

It is over.

But not for the reason that you think.

It's over because he's ready.

I finished him.

This serum will bring him out of his coma.

[Spike] We can't let her
wake that thing up.

[Edith] I built him to be very strong.

And he won't take kindly
to you threatening me, I can assure you.

What did you expect, Edith?

You can't steal body parts
and there be no consequences.

I took my donations
from people who could afford them.

I didn't kill anybody.
He didn't need any vital organs.

We saw a man this morning
with a hole in him the size of a fist.

He's made up of over 30 people!

I have mastered life!

The story of Prometheus
is a warning, Edith.

Those who try to turn science
upon nature will be met with disaster.

What you're doing is wrong.

Wrong?

Wrong.

Don't you talk to me about wrong.

My husband was a surgeon.

Saving lives.

And yet God saw fit
to give him this illness,

while rapists and murderers
walk around in the best of health.

Well…

I found a way to become a god.

And I'll be a better one than he ever was.

[Bea] No, Edith, don't!

[panting]

[gasps]

[Edith] Sammy! I'm here.

[gasping]

[Samuel breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[sighs]

[whimpering]

[sobbing] No.

No, no, no.

Sammy?

-It's over, Edith.
-No.

[whimpering]

We're not done.

[Sherlock] We are done.
There are dozens of plague pits in London.

Just go to each one,
see if you sense anything.

[exhales impatiently] We don't
have time to do that.

[Sherlock] We've got
nothing else to go off.

Circles. It was
the circles in my nightmares.

I don't want to know! I don't want it
in my head! Just leave me alone!

[panting]

[sobbing]

Please…

don't cry.

I can't go back into my nightmares.

I just can't do it.

[sniffles]

I know.

I held your mum's hand
as she went through them.

Held her through
the dark of the night as she convulsed.

She trembled.

I just want it to be over.

All right.

Circles, plague pits.

The only, uh…

I know there's a plague pit
underneath the London Library.

The reading room
there is called the Circle Room.

I mean, it's…

It's just a guess, but…

we could go there.

See if you sense anything.

[Edith] It must have reached
his vital organs.

I knew I should have collected more parts.

[Bea] Tell us what you know
about John Watson.

Fifteen years ago, a Rip opened.

We know you were involved
and we know he was involved.

You're gonna tell us what you know.

Why should I?

If you tell us,
we won't take you to the police.

[chuckles sarcastically]

Bea. If we do that, she's just
gonna carry on taking body parts.

I don't care. It doesn't matter.

What matters
is we find out about John Watson.

We can't do that, Bea.

[Edith] My God.

You hate him almost as much as I do.

And I thought
you were all here to save him.

Save him?

[banging at door]

[objects clattering]

[banging at door]

[muffled grunting]

Holy shit.

What's with the compass?

The phenomena interferes with
the natural magnetic fields of the Earth.

If you get near a Rip,
the compass goes crazy.

I wanted to say thank you.

What for?

Been a long time
since I was out and about like this.

It actually feels, uh…

Feels good.

Takes me back.

I know how hard
this must have been for you all.

How scary. How bewildering.

But the darkest of times have a habit
of forming the closest of bonds.

It's a gift.

To feel so connected to others.

So close.

To be part of a team.

Cherish it.

Believe me.

Doesn't last forever.

Come on. Hurry up.

Okay. Here we go.

The Circle Room.

Can you sense anything?

There must be a mistake with the compass.

It's not here.

It must be here.

Can't think of a location
that relates to circles as well as this.

That doesn't mean there isn't one.

No. It has to be.

It has to.

Just close your eyes.

-Take a breath--
-It's not here. I just told you.

Well, forget it, then. Forget it.

[door closes]

[Spike] Jesus.

-Help me untie him.
-No.

What?

Leave him.

When are we gonna get
another chance like this?

Beatrice.

The deal was you'd tell us about him.

So do it.

With pleasure.

When Sammy first became ill,
I tried to stem the tide of his sickness.

I tried everything. Nothing worked.

And when I'd exhausted science…

I turned to the occult.

[Young Sherlock] The person that finds
a way to contact the dead…

-And I mean real contact.
-[indistinct conversations]

[Young Sherlock] Contact that
can be documented.

That individual will become
the most famous person in the world.

A… a genius above
Newton, Galileo, uh, Archimedes.

It could be done.

And with our best efforts,
it will be done.

Come up to the Edinburgh chapter
of the Dawn next weekend, Mr. Holmes.

We're thinking of holding
a series of seances that--

Mr. Holmes is actually
extremely busy at the moment.

-He doesn't have time for trips--
-Nonsense!

What could be more important than this?

You must, uh, forgive my friend.

He finds it difficult
to get excited about such things.

He doesn't have the aptitude for it.

[laughter]

That's not true.

[Young Sherlock clears throat]
I've been studying

-various, uh, ancient Sumerian texts.
-[doorbell chiming]

And they believe
that when a person passed away,

they enter
a gloomy underworld called Ereshkigal.

And there were three gateways
guarded by three monsters.

There's someone at the door
for Mr. Holmes, sir.

[Dr. Watson] Yes?

Uh, my name is Edith Dubois.

I contacted the Golden Dawn,
they gave me this address.

They told me to ask for Sherlock Holmes.

He's busy.
You'll have to come back at a later date.

I think I've discovered
a way to reach the other side.

What do you mean? How?

I've managed to get my hands on a…

I don't know how to describe it.

It's a sort of relic.

[breathing heavily]

Is it real?

It's cost me every penny that I have.

[Young Edith] So, what do we do?

I'll take it away
and test its authenticity.

[chair clattering]

Sammy?

Sammy, I'm here.

I'm here.

[grunts]

[weakly] No… No.

[Samuel gasps]

No. No.

[hesitating] It stays here with me.
I hardly know you.

You brought me here today
because of my expertise, did you not?

Yes--

You brought me here today to find a way
to breathe life into your husband's bones.

I'll take the relic. I'll find a way.

Doctor, in all my research it says
there is great danger in using this tool.

Do you take me
for an amateur, Mrs. Dubois?

-No.
-Please.

Do not underestimate my aptitude.

How long will it take?

I'll be in touch.

[door opens and closes]

[Edith] But you never were
in touch, were you, Doctor?

[breathing heavily]

[Edith] You took the hopes
of a woman trying to save her husband

and you just cast them aside.

I waited…

and I waited.

But you had other plans.

[imperceptible]

Pelkadorn, eldorn, alband,

lumidorn,

kulonos, almonus.

[voices whispering]

[Edith] A few weeks passed
and Sammy was about to die.

I did a spirit board
to reach out for help.

But something had changed.

I suddenly had the power
to understand plants on a molecular level.

I found I could combine
their essence to work miracles.

Don't worry, my love.

[Edith] I knew what I had to do.

It's for the best.

You rest now.

I'll rebuild you, I promise.

[Edith] A few months later,
a visitor came calling.

[Dr. Watson]
What have you been doing, Edith?

I could ask you the same question.

How did you find me?

Snowdonia Hawkweed.

Sherlock sniffed it out of
one of your potions. See, I knew.

As soon as I saw the victims, I knew.

-Your husband, where is he?
-Somewhere safe.

I'm going to rebuild him.

[scoffs] You're insane.

And you will turn around,

go back to Sherlock
and tell him that he was wrong.

-Oh, will I?
-You will. Because I know what you did.

I saw it when I got my powers.

And if you say one word,
I'll tell them that you took that relic,

and you didn't just try
and contact the dead,

you blew a hole
in the side of the universe.

It was you.

It was you all along.

You opened the Rip that killed my mum.

-You killed her.
-No!

Yes! And you lied to Sherlock.

Then you pretended
to be searching for the Rip

when the entire time,
you knew where it was.

I thought if we could keep
the monsters under control

it could buy me time
to find a way to close it.

I didn't intend for your mother…
I thought there'd be another way.

There wasn't.

And it destroyed her.

It took her from me.

I'm sorry.

I can't believe it was you.

Can't believe
you're the one behind all this.

-After everything we've been through.
-This time wasn't me.

I swear it. I swear it.

After the first Rip was opened, I took
the relic. I threw it into the Thames.

I swear it! Beatrice, please! Please!

You have to believe me. I swear to you.

[Edith] Nobody move!

If I drop this,

you all die.

-[Jessie] Why can't we keep looking?
-[Sherlock] No. I won't!

[indistinct chatter]

I won't be humiliated like this.

I won't be forced
to do something I don't want.

Look around you, yeah?
The streets are becoming wild.

-[whistle blowing]
-Take my advice, you get off them.

What is wrong with you?

-You just want to get high.
-Yes.

I'm a drug addict.
That's what we tend to do.

-Why won't you help me?
-I don't want to.

[Jessie] That's not a reason.

'Cause I'm not who I used to be!

That's why.

Because Sherlock Holmes
doesn't exist anymore.

Whatever brilliance, magic or method…
He's gone. He's not coming back.

No. I don't believe that.
You're just afraid.

Afraid?

You have the temerity to call me afraid?

You have the answers to all of this
inside your head.

But you're too scared to stay
inside your visions. It's pathetic.

Look. The city
is starting to fall to pieces.

Look at all the suffering you could stop
if you had one iota of bravery in you.

You didn't have to be brilliant.

I didn't need you to be brilliant.

I just needed you to fight with me.

-[gunshots]
-[people screaming]

[woman] He has a gun!

[Sherlock] Get off the streets,
it's not safe.

What are you doing? We had a deal.

Oh, please!

You were never gonna let me go.

Edith, please!

And as for you, John,

why do you think I didn't kill you
when I found you snooping around?

I've been thinking for a while

that I might need to replace
his heart, his nerve ganglion.

The parts you can't take
from a person without taking their life.

But with your life, John…

I'll make an exception.

You and I are the same.

We both tried to play God
and learnt it's a terrible price to pay!

I'm not playing God, John.

I am a god.

And as a god, sometimes I must make
the innocent suffer for the greater good.

Now, I am so sorry
that you all got involved in this.

[chuckling] I'm so sorry
that you got involved with him.

-Edith, please.
-Your husband is gone, Edith.

There's no way you can bring him back.

Enough!

One breath of this…

you won't feel a thing.

[gasping]

Sammy.

[Samuel breathing heavily]

You're here.

Sammy, you're here.

Oh, my sweetest love.

You're alive.

Stay away from him.

Darling, I'm here.

My sweetest darling.

-You're alive.
-[Samuel] Yes.

Fifteen…

Yes.

[voice trembling] Why?

I saved you.

[Samuel gasping]

Why?

I saved you so we could be together.

[Dr. Watson] Edith, stay away from him.

Fifteen…

-Yes.
-…years.

You trapped me here.

Why didn't you let me die?

Because I love you.

Look… Look at what you've done to me.

How dare you steal my death from me?

-[Samuel grunting]
-[choking]

[Leopold] That thing will tear us
to pieces.

[choking]

We've gotta get out of here.

Beatrice. Don't leave me.

Beatrice, don't leave me here.

Please untie me.

Please help me.

Please untie me.

Help me, come on.

Please help me.

[Samuel grunting]

Come on, come on.

Quick, Bea, or he'll kill us all. Come on!

Come on, Bea.

Quickly, come on!

Beatrice!

Leave.

[breathing heavily]

[Leopold] Let's go, come on!

[breathing weakly]

[bell tolling]

[Linen Man] It's been a long journey.

Only hours away now.

Just passed Dover.

Saw the cliffs.

I thought
you'd be happier that I was near.

I am.

I'm just…

Sherlock said that working on the cases

made him feel more connected
to Watson and my mum.

Like they were fighting together.

I don't feel that way about my friends.

They keep trying to make me
go further into my nightmares.

Even though
I've told them I don't want to.

They don't understand you anymore, Jessie.

People like us. It's hard for them.

'Cause you've outgrown them.

You've become something so…

So special.

So powerful.

Bea understands.

Bea would never
make me do anything I didn't like.

She's my guardian angel.

Watson was our only lead.

[indistinct chatter]

We've no idea
who opened the Rip or where it is.

After everything we've done,

everything we've been through,
we've got nothing to show for it.

[Spike] Oh, it's over.

We can't stop trying.

-[chair creaks]
-[glass breaking]

-The Rip's getting bigger.
-[man muttering]

Look at what's happening to the city.

It's only a matter of time before…

What do we do?

There is another way.

One other way.

Jessie?

Jess!

[Daimler] You may not remember me.

We met a while back, in the street.

I remember you.

How did you get down here?

What do you want?

Your landlady
very generously allowed me access.

Oh, did she?

Go on. Get out of here.

I have information for you.

Information I think
you'll find very interesting.

[woman laughing]

[Spike] Look how quiet the streets are.

It's the monsters.

People know.

They know something bad
is happening. It's in the air.

Listen.

About the other night. I was out of order.

You all right now?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got my head back together.

Good. I'll get 'em in, then.

[door opens]

[door closes]

There you are, you little pisser.

[sighs]

[door opens]

[Leopold] Beatrice?

Beatrice, are you coming back to the…

You have five seconds
to tell me who you are.

Leave me alone, Vic.
I don't want to speak to you.

Oh. But you wanted to speak
to all the people in the workhouse, I see.

Trying to rack up
some shit about me, were you?

If you've got a problem,
why don't you act like a man?

And come and see me.

I'm not gonna fight you.
You're not worth it.

That's a shame.

'Cause I'm gonna fight you. [grunts]

The trouble is with boys without dads,
they don't learn how to be real men.

But I'm gonna teach you.

Oh, what, you're a real man, eh?

[grunts]

I'm me.

The person you see before you,
who you know, that's who I am.

I don't know you.

God, I feel sick.

-No, please, Beatrice, I--
-Don't touch me.

You don't get to touch me again.

You've been lying from the moment we met.

You've put us all in danger,
me, Jessie, Spike, Billy. And for what?

Huh?

So you could pretend to be poor for a bit?

No.

[breathing heavily]
No, so I could be your friend.

If I hadn't have lied, you would never
have given me a chance--

Don't.

Don't you dare make this about us.

I've never had
a single friend in my whole life.

Never had anyone to be with me
the way you all are with each other.

I've never felt anything but loneliness.

Oh, how difficult that must have been
for you, Your Highness.

And tell me,
did we give you what you needed?

Did I give you what you needed?

Did I make you feel better?

Bea, I promise you--

I let you in.

I let you in and I shouldn't have.

-If I could go back, I would change--
-I want you to go.

No.

I want you to go,
and I don't ever want to see you again.

-[Vic] Get up and fight me.
-[grunts]

Fight me.

You know how
I remembered your name, Billy?

'Cause I gave it to you.

It was my privilege
to name all the ones who came in.

All the ones whose mothers
never bothered to christen them.

I named you.

I made you strong
'cause you needed to be strong.

I mean…

look around you!

Look at this city!

Look how it treats people.

You think you'd have lasted
without what I'd done?

I taught you how to fight.

Now… [breathing heavily]

you fight me,

you little piece of shit.

Come on!

Fight me!

Fight me!

[breathing heavily]

[dog barking]

[man 1] Jesus, he's dead.

-[man 2] Get the police!
-[woman] Get the police!

Where've you been, Jess?

-I went on a walk to clear my head.
-How did you get on with Sherlock today?

Tried to get him to help me.

He was not interested.

Whatever he was
once upon a time, he's not anymore.

He told me I was a coward.

Because I won't go
deeper into my nightmares.

Well, he's got a point, hasn't he?

What?

Look…

I'm not saying you're a coward.

But if you go deeper, figure it out,
then all this crap will disappear.

[inhales deeply] That's what you think?

It wasn't Watson that opened the Rip.
Not this one. He told us.

Sherlock can't help, clearly.

You're literally
the only one that can stop this.

All you've gotta do
is go deeper into your nightmares.

I can't believe you of all people.
I thought you would understand.

I do understand, Jess. That doesn't mean
I can't be honest with you.

Doesn't mean
I don't think you have to grow up a bit.

He was right.

He was right about all of you.
None of you get it!

Who?

Jessie! Jessie!

Jess!

[door opens]

[grunts]

[sizzling]

[winces]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Crawling down ♪

[Daimler] …make sure
their attendants know where to go.

You win.

♪ From high hopes to the ground ♪

♪ While trouble sings along ♪

♪ Baby my heart and soul ♪

♪ A giant in the room ♪

♪ I left him long ago ♪

♪ Following you ♪

♪ Wind heavy on the ground ♪

♪ A cloak before the moon ♪

♪ I guess I've never known ♪

♪ Someone like you ♪

[woman] They're dead.

[bells chiming]

-[Linen Man] Jess?
-[gasps]

Jess.

Oh!

[indistinct conversation in distance]

Are you okay?

-I'm fine.
-[bell dinging]

-[man] Help!
-Come.

-[man] Help! Quickly!
-Come.

[Jessie] What's going on?
Those people, are they dead?

Where's the Rip?

I don't know, I think it's
on the site of an old plague pit.

Which plague pit?

[hesitating] I was too scared
to try and find out.

The future of the world is at stake,
and you're too scared?

You could have gone deeper
into the minds of those monsters.

They knew where the Rip was.

I'm sorry.

You're too weak.

-I'll take care of it now.
-Yeah.

With you here, we can find the Rip.

-We can find it and close it.
-No.

I don't wanna close it.

What?

[breathing heavily]

Get off!

Who are you?

What happened to you?

[voices whispering]

-[object thuds]
-[gasps]

[woman screaming]

[low growling]

Please.

[voices whispering]

[eerie music playing]