- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: Do you think, Fred, that hanging my American will return your sleep to you? Obsessions are addictions, which may not be defeated by actions in the physical world, but by a change of temper in the mind.
- Captain Homer Jackson: If I could see a way of clearing myself of this, would you grant it to me?
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: Not if it'll involve you leaving this room, Captain.
- Captain Homer Jackson: It does not. Just tell me you ain't burned Frank Goodnight.
- [Reid releases Jackson from his cell and hustles him into the Dead Room, where Victor Silver's dead body is lying]
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: I need to know where he's been in the last forty-eight hours. You can tell me.
- [Drake drapes an apron over Jackson's neck, un-cuffs his wrists from behind his back, then re-cuffs his wrists in front of him]
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: He has Miss Rose under key somewhere.
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: Others as well.
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: [holds up a bottle] This was about him.
- Captain Homer Jackson: [indicating his handcuffs] You expect me to work like this?
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: Yes, I do! For now, yes!
- Captain Homer Jackson: Well, then get him stripped, god damn it!
- Joseph Lavender: No, I cannot say. It is what I have tried to tell you. Yes, that night, I saw him but I saw nothing in him. Where his face should be, only darkness. This Ripper, he is dybbuk. You chase him, you are fools. Whatever peace you have known, you will know it no longer. Only calamity and turmoil, evil on your shoulder.
- [examining Rose's room in the shelter, seeing signs that she has been kidnapped]
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: Sergeant, we are going back to work. Does that suit you?
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: Yes, Mr. Reid. It does.
- Bella: Is it true, Sergeant, you were sweet on Rose, but that she let you down?
- [Drake is silent]
- Bella: That makes her a fool, and more besides. There's not a girl here who doesn't think you are the finest of men.
- [Drake stops undressing, and she reaches for his bracers]
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: Miss Bella?
- Bella: Sergeant?
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: Would you keep a secret for me?
- Bella: Til my death.
- Detective Sergeant Bennet Drake: If we just... sat here for a while, in this chair, you and I, and perhaps I might sleep for a moment or so... if we did that, would you tell no one what had passed? I, uh... I do not ask you to lie, simply to say nothing if questioned.
- [She puts a tender hand on his cheek, eases him into the chair, and curls into his shoulder]
- Rose Erksine: [writing a letter] "Dear Bennet, I wish that this letter finds you well and in good health. I myself continue to improve under the auspices of Mrs. Reid's generous charity. There are many things I regret in this life, but it is the way I have behaved with you that brings me most shame..."
- [stopping, she puts the letter into a drawer, unsigned, and sighs]
- Emily Reid: [referring to her husband's sleeping at the police station] 'Tis the third night this week you've slept in that cot. Is it more comfortable than it looks?
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: No, no, I, uh... I am tired, Emily. I would fall asleep on pins.
- Detective Inspector Edmund Reid: [to Abberline about Jackson's arrest as the Ripper] Obsessions are addictions which may not be defeared by actions in the physical world but by a change of temper in the mind.