Bennet Drake quotes from Ripper Street

Bennet Drake

Inspector, look at the ruins of our lives. Anyone we might care for or bring close to us... anyone... they suffer and we lose them.

Edmund Reid

He needs a doctor. Get Jackson.

Wait, Inspector. You must know that Sergeant Drake was forced, at gunpoint and against his will, to become an accessory to these crimes. He is for his own part as fine a policeman as he was a soldier, and innocent of all wrongdoing. And Inspector, when you return to your home this eve, give thanks to your god you will never set eyes upon the things I have witnessed. The bravest of men butchered like pigs. Sons and brothers in their hundreds left for carrion. Dirt beetles crawling at feast in their torn hollows... and all for queen and country. [tugs off his scarab necklace and looks at it] The Egyptians were fools. How can any god presume to know the weight of one man's heart?

Bennet Drake

NO-!

Is it true, Sergeant, you were sweet on Rose, but that she let you down? That makes her a fool, and more besides. There's not a girl here who doesn't think you are the finest of men.

Bennet Drake

Miss Bella?

Sergeant?

Bennet Drake

Would you keep a secret for me?

Til my death.

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.

Edmund Reid

I know it painful, Sergeant, but it cannot be helped. Good men may go bad.

Bennet Drake

Although I have yet to see a bad man go good.

Edmund Reid

The world is unjust in that way.

Bennet Drake

Indeed.

Bennet Drake

The law's the law, right?

And policemen serve it.

Bennet Drake

We don't ask all the whys and wherefores, do we? Otherwise...

Well, what then?

Bennet Drake

But the Inspector, when it comes to banging up poofs and Mary Anns... To see him, he's a man all scooped of belief.

Bennet Drake

Hell's bells. Not you, too?

Bennet Drake

I'd be the filthiest scofflaw this land had ever seen. [kisses her]

No! Inspector Drake, I brought you here so this man could be corralled, not spun into ever greater acts of lunacy!

Inspector Bennet Drake

(calmly loading his shotgun) I'm sorry your faith in me is not better rewarded, Chief Inspector.

Edmund... think on what you do.

Edmund Reid

For once, Fred, there is no need to think, only to act. Now... (racks his own shotgun) we are leaving.

Never understood the fuss myself. Beer. May as well drink from the river. Warm, flat...

Inspector Bennet Drake

[draining his own pint] Useful qualities, however, when a man wishes to drink of it in great volume.