Ian Richardson credited as playing...
Sir Charles Warren
- Abberline: [about Polly's murder] I'm waiting for the police surgeon's report for more details.
- Sir Charles Warren: [sits at his desk while smoking a cigarette] I see. Well, one thing's for certain; an Englishman didn't do it.
- [Warren pulls up a newspaper clipping of American Natives]
- Sir Charles Warren: Maybe one of these Red Indians wandered into Whitechapel and indulged his natural inclinations.
- [Abberline looks doubtfully at the drawing]
- Abberline: With all due respect, sir, I believe this was done by someone with at least a working knowledge of dissection. An educated man, such as a doctor...
- Sir Charles Warren: [quickly interjects] An educated man? That's preposterous! No well-bred man would do this!
- [pause]
- Sir Charles Warren: Probably a tradesman or a butcher...
- Abberline: [nods] A tradesman is a possibility, sir, yes...
- [pause]
- Abberline: But there's a strong indication against it. There was a sprig of grapes under her body.
- Sir Charles Warren: What are you driving at?
- Abberline: No one in Whitechapel, no matter what their trade, could afford grapes. Obviously, they were given to her by the killer. It follows that he must be someone with money.
- Sir Charles Warren: It's over with, It's done. You have my word.
- Abberline: Fuck your word! I will bring down every one of you fucking cunts!
- Lord Hallsham: How did he find out about the unfortunate and her child?
- Sir Charles Warren: Well, he has that kind of cleverness you'll sometimes find in the middle classes. A cheap sort of intelligence, but effective nevertheless.
- Lord Hallsham: Hmm. Thank God that's not something you're burdened by.
- Sir Charles Warren: Yes, thank God.
- Abberline: Why?
- Sir Charles Warren: Are you questioning my decision?
- Abberline: No, sir, I just simply want to know why.