Only The Legend Will Survive
There's your typical Londoner, imbued with Christian sympathy for his fellow man, or fellow whore in this case.
[Peter Godley]
[Jack the Ripper]: Why have you called me here, Netley.
[Netley, the Coachmen]: It's just... you say only three more have to be killed.
I don't know if I
can do it anymore. 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 anymore.
[Jack the Ripper]: There, there Netley. I shall tell you where we are.
We're in the darkest
region of the human brain, a radiant abyss where men go to find
themselves.
[Netley, the Coachmen]: I don't understand, sir.
[Jack the Ripper]: Hell, Netley. We are in hell.
[Sir William Gull]: One day men will look back and say that I gave birth to the twentieth century.
[Abberline]: You're not going to see the twentieth century.
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