Boardwalk Empire

(WHISPERING) Governesses get $2 per person.

What a huge scandal this is.

(WHISPERING) How long are we going to be here?

I don't know. What about our jobs?

We could possibly lose our jobs over this.

Morning, ma'am.

- Good morning, Katy, Pauline, Lilian. Ma'am.

Mrs. Schroeder.

- Are the children up? - Just breakfasting now.

That is today's press?

Surely it either is or it isn't.

She's going to find out anyway.

I've been crying for hours.

What is the prediction?

Ma'am?

For the weather.

It's going to be nippy.

Emily must wear her union suit

and Teddy will put on his heaviest socks.

Oh!

They made it themselves. I just checked the spelling.

Will there be dinner, ma'am?

Why wouldn't there be?

But tonight, ma'am, for the visiting gentleman.

On account of the events.

Katy, this rug must be taken out and beaten

before Mr. McGarrigle and the other guests arrive.

- Mr. Thompson's suite. Mr. Kessler.

Oh, Mrs. Schroeder, it's not...

I've already seen the paper.

- The report is not accurate. - Was he not arrested?

He is innocent. This was not mentioned.

I'm going to the jail.

No, he's being bailed as we speak.

Missus, I must go. It is mayhem.

Was Mr. Thompson able to...

Did you want me to do it now?

What sort of coat do you have?

You understand you're in a precarious situation.

Uncertain, not secure.

I know what it mean.

It was for your own protection.

On the steps of my own house? (SCOFFS)

Where do you think they came for me?

Not a coincidence, was it?

Klan come at me anytime.

Not as long as they thought I could help you.

So why they think you couldn't all of a sudden?

What were you doing election night?

Basement of the AME Church,

handing out dollar bills to every able-bodied negro who come in.

And the other wards?

I wasn't in the other wards, was I?

Neary, Boyd,

Fleming, O'Neill.

Neary.

Why?

O'Neill just go-along, get-along.

And Fleming, he couldn't lead a pig to mud with a bucket of apples.

But Neary,

he a son of a bitch ever since I run numbers for old Oscar Boneau over in Georgia.

Used to come around for collection,

and he did like to give a taste of that nightstick.

And Boyd?

You asking the wrong question, and you know it.

Ain't a one of them pikers got it in him to make a squeal

lessen he be put up to it.

- Yes, and who could have done that? -(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Isaac Ginsburg? - He's my attorney.

He posted your bail.

What about me?

Chalky, be patient. That's all I ask.

Please.

I'll get my own Jew lawyer down from Camden.

Precarious motherfucker.

I won't pretend you're inclined to be warm to me.

I wouldn't insult you like that.

Because, before anything else,

I have great respect for you,

your wisdom, your achievements.

You're better spoken than I expected.

We never really talked before.

You and Charlie are acquainted?

We have someone in common.

You hear, Charlie? Discretion.

Charlie volunteered to absent himself from this meeting.

He felt his presence might be disruptive.

But I counseled, what?

To not let the past get in the way of the future.

We are all learning, Mr. Rothstein.

And what can I learn from you, Mr. Darmody?

That things are changing in Atlantic City.

If you're in the market for quality liquor

coming in off the beaches at a reasonable price and in good supply,

I can get it for you.

You personally?

Me, my associates.

I'm expanding my business,

and you are precisely the type of discerning customer I am looking for.

And Nucky Thompson?

Nucky's like a father to me.

I got a father,

barely said hello in five years.

Sorry to hear it.

Who are you, Mr. Darmody?

Pardon?

You show up well-dressed with a silk cravat and a bold proposal.

A year ago, you were a brigand in the woods.

Who are you?

I'm a businessman.

A veteran.

- I just got married. - Congratulations.

I have a son, he's almost four.

Hmm. Cart before the horse.

Do you have kids, Mr. Rothstein?

No.

But I'm told they often say unexpected and amusing things.

I appreciate you coming to me.

I applaud your audacity.

And I give you my word that your offer remains in this room.

What does that mean?

I'll show you out.

Mr. Darmody.

Don't you find it curious

neither of us has mentioned that Nucky Thompson

spent last night in jail?

He did?

Election fraud apparently.

Well, things seem to be changing faster than I realized.

Darmody.

Look, A.R. don't like saying no.

He doesn't like saying yes either.

Not unless he has to.

You play poker?

It's happened.

Meyer's game.

Come downtown later. Sit in.

I'll be there.

This your idea of a setup? Jesus.

Thought you was a businessman.

Doesn't make me a simp.

You know what? Go fry a fucking egg, Farmer John.

Hey, Charlie.

Just give me the straight dope, all right?

Meyer thinks we should talk.

Hey! -(HORN HONKS)

You can't block that hole. That's what she said.

This is all coming straight from your old friend Governor Edwards.

- How do you know? These state troopers,

they're all Edwards' men.

What does he want with his shiny new police force?

A big splash.

- And Solomon Bishop. - The state's attorney.

The man who's going to try very hard to put you in prison.

- Here. - I'm fine.

Tell me he's poor but honest.

He's married to a lesser Whitney and he set his salary at $1 per annum,

so, not poor.

As for honest,

you want to ask about the indictment. I do not have a copy of the indictment yet.

However, I gleaned from the courthouse clerk that your ship is leaking.

Who is it?

Confidential witness number one

and his boon companion, confidential witness number two.

They will testify to direct knowledge of widespread election abuses

in county precincts on November 2nd last,

including, but not limited to,

voter intimidation, fraud,

theft of ballot boxes, and bribery.

There's reporters out there.

You want a lawyer at your side?

That's what guilty men do.

I'll get to work.

Mrs. Schroeder has read the paper.

What about the children?

She did not say.

The state police have banished me from the suite.

There were men touching your possessions in ways I consider offensive.

I could not stop them.

Don't I have a treasurer's office somewhere?

Sir. There's a lady here.

Mr. Thompson?

No, ma'am. Solomon Bishop, Deputy Attorney with the State of New Jersey.

When will Mr. Thompson return?

You read the papers, ma'am?

On Sundays, after the neighbors are done with it.

Well, perhaps you can borrow it from them today.

Mr. Thompson's been arrested.

Good Lord.

For what?

The neighbors will tell you.

Yes, of course. It's just...

I was told, you see, that I could come here and Mr. Thompson would aid me.

I have the two wee ones and...

I'm very sorry, ma'am.

Iwalked here from Bungalow Park.

Get her a glass of water.

Thank you.

But, actually, may I use the facilities?

I think she may be with child, sir.