- Evie Frye: Ladies and gentlemen! We are Evie and Jacob Frye! And as of this moment, you all work, for us!
- Jacob Frye: Ladies and gentlemen! We are Jacob and Evie Frye! And as of this moment, you all work, for us!
- Evie Frye: Ah, the gentle sound of opportunity passing us by.
- Jacob Frye: So what's stopping us? London is waiting to be liberated. Forget Crawley.
- Evie Frye: Father would have wanted us to listen.
- Jacob Frye: Oh. Father. You could continue his legacy in London.
- Evie Frye: Freeing future generations from a city ruled by Templars. You know, Jacob Frye, you might just be right.
- Jacob Frye: Then, Shall we?
- Evie Frye: Yes, let's. Onward to London!
- Queen Victoria: You have honoured us with your loyalty and courage. Long may we strengthen the Empire together.
- Jacob Frye: Your Majesty, We will always work to ensure the safety of the people.
- Evie Frye: But with the greatest respect, our philosophy forbids us from assisting with the expansion of the Empire. Perhaps, ma'am, you could consider putting an end to your imperialist desires?
- Queen Victoria: I understand and respect your position, bound as you are by your Creed. You will indulge me one final time and receive these gifts.
- Karl Marx: Workers, Comrades. Thank you for your most generous welcome. I come before you today with a heavy heart. England stands at the head of commercial and industrial Europe. In the last two decades there has been an unheard of development of industry and unprecedented increase in exports and imports. While these are facts to be celebrated by the provident classes, for the workers very little has changed. You well know under what conditions of shattered health, damaged morals and spiritual ruin this increase of wealth and power was produced for the upper classes, by the working class. It has become a truce that no perfecting of machinery, no application of science to industry, no improvement on the means of communication, no new colonies, no immigration, no opening out of new markets, no free trade and not all these things put together can do away with the misery of the toiling masses. But rather, on the contrary, that upon the present false basis, every new development of the productive power of labour must lead to the widening of the gap between the classes and to the heightening of social antagonisms. During this epoch of economic progress, death from starvation has raised itself almost to the rank of a social institution, here in London, the capital of the British Empire. In the annals of world history, this age will be characterized by the more impetuous force, the more expanded range and the deadlier effects of the social plague known as the commercial and industrial crisis. I believe that it is not necessary that the means of labour should be monopolized as a means of dominating the workers and exploiting them. That just like slavery and serfdom, so also wage labour is only a transitory subordinate social form, which is destined to vanish before associated labour, which will accomplish its work with willing hands, vigorous mind and cheerful heart. It has been said that the House of Commons is a House of Landlords. I put it to you today, that to capture political power is now the great duty of the working class! We must attempt the political reorganization of the workers if we are to improve their lot. The workers must go forward in a united fashion, with the simultaneous demand that the simple laws of morality and justice, which are considered right in the relations of private persons, shall be recognized as the supreme law governing labour in this country! The struggle for such a policy is embraced in the universal struggle for the emancipation of the working class. And so I say to you, proletarians of all lands: Unite!
- Crawford Starrick: Time is a wonderful thing, Miss Frye. It heals all wounds. We may make mistakes while dancing, but, the mazurka ends and then we begin again. Problem is everyone forgets. They trip on the same mistakes over and over.
- Evie Frye: People can learn.
- Crawford Starrick: Can they? Isn't everyone around you repeating the same steps? But if one man could remember the dance? Could know the time? Then he could change things for the better.
- Evie Frye: I have had enough...
- Crawford Starrick: This dance is nearly over. Soon the people will forget the generation on this terrace, the ruin you nearly wrought on London. When this music ceases, Miss Frye, your time is up - and mine begins.