Everything the same on the railway line?
- All the same.
Then it'll be tomorrow.
- What'll be tomorrow?
- Never you mind. Here's 100 quid for you.
Look the other way and shut your mouth.
- Right?
- Right, sir.
Now, off you go and don't look back.
Get a bowl of water in there.
Put it in the corner, over there.
As far away from me as you can.
- He's pretty heavy, ain't he?
- Pretty hungry too.
Sorry, sir.
No one's allowed to ride in the van.
I've got to accompany the animal.
It's very valuable.
He gets upset if I'm not with him.
Yeah, very well.
Doesn't care for travel.
- You mean it's to be you?
- Aye.
Where'd you make them impressions?
They keep all them keys separate.
- Do they?
- Aye, they do.
How'd you pull 'em?
With incredible skill.
The next gold shipment is in a week.
This time we take it.
Agar will replace the gold
with these lead bars
and throw the bags
from the train at Romney,
where Barlow will collect them
and then drive to Folkestone.
Where will we be?
In a first-class compartment
enjoying the journey.
What happens afterward?
We divide the gold as agreed.
After that.
- After that?
- Yes, after that.
You and I will go to Paris.
You have it all worked out.
We ride on the train and they do the work.
They have to earn their share, don't they?
It's all very smooth.
Unless something goes wrong.
What could go wrong?
My dear Mr Simms.
As your humble servant,
I would be greatly obliged and indebted
if you could contrive to meet with me
at the Palace, Sydenham
for the purpose...
For the purpose...
For the purpose
of discussing some matters of...
mutual interest.
Most respectfully,
William Williams, Esquire.
That should do it.
Well now, Willy...
What's this fellow Simms up to, eh?
Please, sir, I can't tell you.
Should have thought of that before
we caught you with this purse.
I don't want to go back to prison, sir.
Well, then. Better tell us.
I don't know, sir. I told you.
All's I know is that he's a cracksman
planning a flash pull, he is.
The letter will put you on to him.
We'll see.
They'll kill me, they will.
Then see you aren't running off again, eh?
We'll have a look
at this mysterious Mr Simms.
Don't turn round, Willy.
- Now, what is it?
- I'm needing a bit, Mr Simms.
- You've been paid.
- I'm needing more.
- You been working, Willy?
- No!
- Did the crushers pick you up?
- I swear it, no!
- Willy, if you've turned nose on me...
- I swear it's no flam.
A finny or two's what I need
and that'll be an end to it.
There's a finny in your pocket.
You're sweating.
If you've turned nose on me,
I'll see you in lavender.
Not me, sir. I swear.
Three crushers.
Edward! Edward Pierce.
Edward, we were wondering
what had become of you.
I got married.
Must dash.
- Do you think he's in trouble?
- Wouldn't surprise me.
Very rough man. Not a good sort at all.
- So, the snakesman is dead.
- I'm afraid so, sir.
- And this fellow Simms has vanished?
- Yes, sir.
And we don't know who he is
or what he intends?
- We are entirely without clues.
- No, not entirely.
We know Simms arranged for Clean Willy
to break from Newgate some months ago.
- So it's a long-standing plan.
- A plan we don't know.
Quite. But we do know Simms is
a safecracker. He must be after safes.
And Willy broke into the dispatcher's
office of the South Eastern Railway Line.
And it occurred to me, could this Simms
be planning to steal the Crimean gold?
Steal from a moving railway train?
Who could imagine such a thing?
The next gold shipment is tomorrow.
I've alerted the railway line
to take extra precautions.
- What's this?
- Precautions, sir.
I will ride the train to Folkestone tonight.
I shall be there tomorrow
in case there's any tomfoolery
when the gold arrives.
- Very enterprising of you.
- Thank you, sir.
We've made new security
arrangements throughout.
New lock.
New guard, just in case they do have
the audacity to try for