ABBERLINE: Tell me what happened with Elizabeth Stride. Why’d you stop?
KELLY: I don’t know nothin’ bout Long Liz. I was busy thinkin’ about Kate.
ABBERLINE: Really got your money’s worth on that one, did you?
KELLY: (smugly) Oh yeah. It was great.
ABBERLINE: Got your hands good and dirty.
KELLY: That bitch... She wouldn’t shut her trap.
ABBERLINE: The others were nothing compared to Kate.
KELLY: I don’t even know how she found out about my wife, but she wouldn’t let it go. ‘I bet you’s Jack the Ripper! I bet you’s Jack the Ripper!’ Well, I showed her. I was Jack the Ripper.
ABBERLINE: Did you buy them? Was Katherine Eddowes a whore?
KELLY: (Screaming.) I didn’t kill the others! (Calms) Just Kate. She might’a liked her gin some, but she wasn’t no whore, or I’da known.
ABBERLINE: How did you get those girls?
KELLY: You was at my door the next day. You was askin’ me all those questions. Where was I? When did I last see her? I thought for sure you’d recognized me. Told you my name was John.
ABBERLINE: It was all the same. It got worse and worse. It was the same man.
KELLY: I was on a ship for America the next day. All that runnin’... I thought you was right behind me. I thought for sure you knew... I hadn’t even changed my name!
ABBERLINE: There was only one killer. There was one Jack the Ripper.
KELLY: I can save us both, Freddy.
ABBERLINE: My salvation is in the hands of a man tied to a chair.
KELLY: What else do you got?
ABBERLINE: Nothing.
Continued Monday
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