From Hell Page #8

...but I'm more than hopeful,

the treatment will arrest the disease.

He seems, to us,

to be suffering greatly in his mind.

Is the disease affecting his emotions?

Yes, of course, his mood is depressed...

...because of the news of the diagnosis.

But that should improve

as he regains his strength.

You are a true physician, Sir William.

In all ways,

you attend to the health of our empire.

We are grateful.

Thank you, ma'am.

This is the beginning of a five-pointed star.

-Like the bloody Jewish star!

-Withers.

The Inspector is talking,

which means you are what?

-I'm listening, sir.

-Yes.

This area would form a likely point.

I want double shifts

within these streets until further notice.

And don't only worry

about Jews and butchers.

Stop anyone suspicious...

...including well-dressed gentlemen.

By the way, Withers...

...the Star of David has six points.

Right! "Once more unto the breach,

dear friends. "

Dismissed!

Why have you called me here?

It's just...

It's just,

you say three more have to be killed.

I can't take it, sir.

It's everywhere.

It's in all the papers.

I'm just a simple chap, sir.

I'm not a great man like you.

I just don't know where I am at anymore.

There, there, Netley.

I shall tell you where we are.

We are in the most extreme

and utter region of the human mind.

A radiant abyss,

where men meet themselves.

I don't understand that.

I don't understand, sir.

Hell, Netley.

We're in Hell.

Let me go! Get your hands off me!

Sorry about that, Inspector.

She's madly in love with me,

although she hides it well.

You said McQueen killed your two friends.

What are you doing here?

I see. Women are butchered

right and left in your district...

...and you can't do piss about it,

and I'm the fool?

We're watching. Can't arrest them

without evidence, so we watch them.

-What else can we do?

-I'll testify.

If you keep meself and me friends alive,

I'll testify.

To what, precisely?

McQueen said he'd cut me

unless I pay him 1 a week.

-No.

-What do you mean, "No"?

You asked me to testify.

Are you worried I'll let you down?

I won't. I promise I won't.

You testify against McQueen,

maybe he goes in for a year or two.

But his boys, they'll take their revenge

on you and your friends.

I can't let you do it.

It's your round this time!

I confess, I have an appetite.

One day, I'll be a great big, round woman

with a skinny little man for a husband.

And a dozen plump children, I imagine.

Do you think that's funny?

An unfortunate like me

being a decent mother?

No, I didn't mean that at all.

You'll be a wonderful mother someday.

Honest, I can see it.

I see you in a little cottage by the sea...

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