All language subtitles for Jamaica Inn s01e02.eng

[Jem] It's rough out
at Jamaica, Mary.

[Mary] Be that as it may,
it's where I'm bound.

Mary? Oh, it's never you, is it?

I've nowhere else to go.

[Jem] There's
things going on here

you shouldn't get caught up in.

Like smuggling? I
worked that one out.

I'm not stupid.

Well, you are if you
say it so damn loudly!

I'm your brother! You
want to see me hang?

It's the other man.
The one that hid.

He tells your uncle what to do.

[Mary] I was hiding
in the storeroom,

and I think they hung
a man called Abe.

Don't say you've seen
me. Please, Mary.

The magistrate has come!

What do you know of the
dealings at this inn?

Nothing, sir.

You're one of us now, Mary.

[sinister music]

- [wind howls]
- [thunder rumbles]

[sinister music]

[Mary] Every night since
I'd lied to the magistrate,

I was tormented
by the same dream.

[waves crash]

[water splashes]

[waves crash]

[Aunt Precious] Mary!

Mary!

Mary!

[Mary] I felt a darkness
creeping over me.

[sign creaks]

[sombre music]

I'd been at the
inn barely a month,

trapped in this desolate
place with no hope of escape.

I'd seen the evil men can do.

Eli.

[Mary] And I was very afraid.

I felt whatever innocence I
had left would soon be lost.

Walk.

[sombre music continues]

They was all over the place.

Are you saying the Revenue
was nearly on you, is that it?

Not especially.

They're patrolling
all down the coast.

Just wanted any free
trader they could catch.

Get their money.

[Joss] Was Legassik
there as well?

No.

The magistrate came
straight to you the moment

- he arrived in town.
- Ssh!

So someone's talkin'.

Who was it warned
you he was coming?

Ain't anything to do
with you, teacher.

Like to hear me talk, do you?

I'm going to church
in the morning.

Surely, he can't
begrudge me that?

No, just don't forget
you're involved now.

[sinister music]

[Joss] Here.

[sombre music]

[birds twitter]

? My comfort still ?

? Thy cross before to guide me ?

[door slams]

? And so through all
the length of days ?

? Thy goodness faileth never ?

? Good shepherd, may
I sing your praise ?

? Within Thy house forever ?

The Lord is our shepherd.

And yet you sit here,
poor and hungry.

You cannot feel His love.

Many of you suffer greatly.

You feel that you're lost
in a dark wilderness.

But I tell you this:

if you'll put your
trust in God, and Jesus,

and in me,

then He will lead
you to green pastures

and your suffering
will have ending.

[bell tolls]

Hello again. Enjoy the service?

Yes, I did very much.

Will's off today. To France.

So you'd better sort
that wedding dress out,

'cause you'll need
it when I'm back.

[lips smack]

Mary.

I'm very glad you
joined us here today.

We were hoping that you might.

Perhaps you'd like to help us?

[birds twitter]

Without our alms, the poor
would starve to death.

Folk up-country don't
care if we live or die.

Do you feed them every day?

Mr Davey does. He
has more patience.

I'd rather mend the pews
or reap the harvest.

[Villager] You're
so kind, Reverend.

[sinister music]

I think perhaps

you did not come here today
only for the service, Mary.

Come, there is nothing
that confiding cannot help.

[clock ticks]

[tense music]

"The Ship of Fools."

It's an allegory from the Bible.

A vessel of deranged
humans cast out on the sea

without a captain, the
plight of the Godless.

What did you want to
share with me, Mary?

I don't think that I should.

The smuggling at Jamaica
Inn is widely known.

Mostly, it is tolerated.

The people here use liquor
like it is some ancient cure

that will relieve them
of their suffering.

They're grateful to your
uncle for supplying it.

I lied

to the magistrate.

He came about your
uncle's dealings?

I said I knew nothing.

I lied.

[Mr Davey] Don't
be afraid, Mary.

Mr Davey,

the other night,

I think my uncle killed a man.

I was hiding, and
I heard a noise,

like, like choking.

Then I saw a noose.

His name was Abe.

His wife was asking after him
last time I was in Altarnun.

So you know he's missing.

His wife has gone to
join him in the town.

He sent for her.

No, no, he can't have done.

He can't have done.
My uncle killed him.

Did you see a body?

No. But I heard it, though.

And I can't bear it
on my conscience.

Mary, we've been observing
your uncle's dealings

for some time.

We're working with
the law enforcers

to try to gain some
evidence of his crimes.

The ones who can
be trusted, anyway.

Many profit handsomely
themselves, or else are in collusion.

So what should I do?

She should take care
for her own skin,

is what she should do.

Who knows what
Merlyn's capable of.

My aunt says that
there's someone else

who works above my uncle.

Tells him what to do.

He was hiding in the inn that
night that Abe was murdered.

Did you see him?

Only his feet.

Someone else above him?

Could it be Legassik? Or
perhaps his brother, Jem?

You won't say
anything, will you?

He'd kill me if he
knew I'd talked.

Of course, we won't.

Perhaps Mary might
be our ears and eyes.

She could help us to
investigate her uncle.

[Hannah] That's
Captain Legassik.

[Mary] Do you think
it could be a dragoon?

I think my brother has been
hasty. You're just a girl.

It isn't right that you
should risk your own skin.

I'd like to help.

[tense music]

- [door creaks open]
- [door slams shut]

Still not laying.
Just three again.

Would you like them, Uncle?

[door swings shut]

Good girl, eh, Joss?

Got a letter for you, Miss
Yellan, from the town.

Mail coaches won't stop out
here no more, 'cause of him.

Harry.

He said they'd be
sailing in this way.

What, that lad's ship?

Ssh!

[Harry] I don't think we
could do another one so soon.

You don't need to think.

[Aunt Precious] Who is it from?

[Harry] But I'm worried, Joss.

Mary.

Ned.

A boy from home.

Is he your sweetheart, is he?

He would be if I'd have him.

[Harry] What about the Revenue?
We know they're watching.

[Ned] "I know, Mary, that
maybe now's not the right time,

but you must think
about what you'll do

if you and I should marry.

[sombre music]

Yours, as ever, Ned."

[Harry] This don't
feel right, Joss.

What's wrong with you?

[Harry] Nothing's wrong with me.

I'm just telling you,
it don't feel right.

[Joss] Where's
those bloody eggs?

But I thought you said

we couldn't do another
till the spring.

It don't matter what I said!

I'm saying something else now!

Do you understand me?

Stop! Please!

Please, Joss!

[Harry gasps]

Harry, get out! Go on, go!

Don't you ever do
that to me again!

- [he grunts]
- [she screams]

Leave her alone!

Stay out of it!

You don't understand him.

[fire crackles]

There. You're all right.

You're all right.

You're all right.

I've got to go and talk to him.

Tell him the Revenue's on to us.

No, Joss, you can't.

You know what he
might do to you.

No. Not while I'm
still useful to him.

Please don't,
Joss, please don't.

Don't.

Please!

[he grunts]

[sinister music]

[she sighs]

[door creaks open]

[gentle music]

[wind howls]

[birds twitter]

[sinister music]

[sinister music continues]

[wind howls]

[she pants]

[birds twitter]

[leaves crunch underfoot]

[birds twitter]

[Mary] The mist came down on
the moor, and I lost my way.

You're lucky it was me.

Anyone else would have
had you in the heather.

They'd have to knock
me senseless first.

I'm sure they'd be quite happy.

You've blood on you.

I've been skinning a rabbit.

Have you eaten?

[fire crackles]

Why are you living out here?
Thought you had a house.

I'll tell you

if you tell me what you were
doing out here on your own.

You should leave your aunt,

come and look
after me, you know.

You wouldn't have the
money that I'd ask.

Women are always mean.

My mother used to keep her
money hidden in her stocking.

You can serve yourself.

How long since your mother died?

11 years this Christmas.

Father went when I was six.

Swung at Exeter for
killing a man in a brawl.

Not that I was sad about it.

He used to beat
us half to death.

My mother, too.

When Joss went out to sea, I
couldn't stand it any more,

so I cleared off
soon as I could.

I went off to war.

I suppose I should be grateful.

My parents were
always so good to me.

There's only you?

My father died when I was four.

Smugglers murdered him.

How is my brother? Did
the magistrate arrest him?

You know he didn't.

'Cause you've seen
your brother since.

In fact, the magistrate
was asking after you.

I said I hadn't seen you.

Ah! So you can do
as you're told then?

I dare say, if I'd
thought about it,

I'd have told him
where you were.

Seeing as I didn't, you can
tell me what you've got to hide.

There's that horse

that belongs to the
magistrate, for one.

Stole it from his
trap last Thursday.

He'd have my head
for that alone.

I know there's another
man, gives my uncle orders.

Is it you?

What do you think?

I think there's no
tenderness in you.

You're rude.

And you're a thief who stands
for everything I despise.

And yet

you like me.

I do not like you.

Come to market with
me Christmas Eve.

Come to Launceston, and
help me sell that horse.

What, and get caught with you?

What's wrong?

Don't you like excitement?

Come.

Come to market.

Come to market?

With a man who's mired in-

What? What am I mired in, Mary?

Come on.

I'll take you back.

[sinister music]

[wind whistles]

[horse trots]

I'll come by here at
10 on Christmas Eve.

Meet me by the road.

I won't be there.

[sinister music continues]

[horse trots]

[birds caw]

[sinister music]

He was up half the
night drinking.

He couldn't sleep.

[sighs] Come on.

We can get things done.

Is my uncle planning something?

I was worried where
you'd got to last night.

I was lost on the moors and I...

Jem Merlyn brought me home.

Jem Merlyn, eh?

I was lost, and he
was kind enough to...

Why do you dislike him
so much, Aunt Patience?

Never said I did.

You're scared of him then.

Well, if that's what
lights your candle.

[Joss] No!

He has bad dreams.

[Joss] No!

When you're done in here, fetch
some water for the trough.

[sinister music]

[birds caw]

[water splashes]

[door slams]

This here's Mr Davey,
vicar of Altarnun Church.

That's my niece, Mary.

I believe you came to my
sermon last week, Mary?

Yes, sir, I did.

I was nearby on the road, and
I heard an awful screaming.

I've told Mr Davey we're all
right. We don't need nothing.

And you, Mary? Do
you need anything?

No.

Thank you, sir.

Well, I'll be on my way then.

[door slams shut]

[fire crackles]

[wind howls]

[sombre music]

[wind howls]

- [Joss] Who's there?
- [Mary gasps]

You put that knife down!

Uncle Joss.

Where have they all gone?

There's no one here.

Just me.

Dreams. [pants]

Dreams, Mary.

[sniffs] Brandy.

You bring it here.

[coughs] You sit with me.

[bottle gurgles]

[he shivers]

They pay gold for
this up country.

And what do I pay?

Not a sixpence.

[shivers] It's a man's
game, though, Mary.

[shivers] I've killed
men with these hands.

Trampled them under the water.

[sinister music]

Bashed their heads
in with the rocks.

And then when I drink, I see
their faces staring at me,

their eyes

eaten by the fish,

and their flesh

hanging off in ribbons.

I don't understand you.

When there's a fog on the water

just outside the bay,

there is a ship.

She sees one big light up
ahead swinging side to side,

and thinks there's another
ship between her and the shore,

with miles of sea to go.

But there is no other
ship. Just our false light.

So in she comes

straight for us.

We hear the scraping as
she hits the rocks below.

And then there's the screaming
as the ship breaks up.

And the struggling for shore,

except it was better that
they swam the other way,

'cause there we are

waiting with our clubs in hand,

ready to break their bones and
drown them till they're dead.

You wreck ships on purpose?

Murder all the sailors.

Women.

Children, too, if there be any.

[sinister music continues]

Monster, am I?

You judge me. Oh, you don't
know the half of it, girl.

You think you're better than me.

Think you're too good for me?

[she sobs]

- Is that it?
- I am too good.

And if your conscience
didn't torment you,

you wouldn't have
such nightmares.

And you will hang for this.

Mm.

Like your father did.

My father was a good man.

And it was smugglers
who killed him. [sniffs]

No, no.

Your father was a
smuggler himself.

The law hanged him, Mary.

[tense music]

That isn't true!

Tell her, Patience.

Tell her what her precious
father really was.

When you judge me, girl,

you're the same as me.

[tense music continues]

[she shivers]

[wind howls]

[tense music]

[horse trots]

You came then.

And a Happy Christmas
to you, Mary Yellan.

That's not the greeting
I was hoping for.

So what's the matter
with you, then?

I know, you've been
thinking of me so hard,

you couldn't sleep.

Yes, I thought about you once.

I wondered who would hang
first, you or your brother?

Drank himself into a stupor.

Told me that he wrecks
ships and murders people.

So what will you
do? Tell the law?

I haven't decided yet.

Anyway, you're in it with him.

I haven't noticed
you deny it yet.

If that's what you
think, why are you here?

For the sake of your
bright eyes, Jem Merlyn,

and perhaps because
I'm no better.

My father wasn't
good and decent.

He was a violent man
who hanged for it.

Your brother told me that.

So that's what's put you
in this stink, is it?

I feel like everything is a lie.

Your brother stole everything
I thought I knew about myself.

Well, that's all right.

Be someone else then.

I can't be Jem Merlyn,
not if the law's about.

So, we'll play a game.

You can be anyone
you want to be,

so long as it's not dreary.

So long as you start smiling.

Eh?

Come on.

[horse snorts]

Right. Let's get him
in disguise for market.

Don't want no one
recognising him.

[upbeat gentle music]

[horse snorts]

[Mary] I don't want anyone
to recognise me either.

I like it.

[upbeat gentle music continues]

See that there?

Twelve Men's Moor, where
me and Joss grew up.

What, in the mud? Or
did you have a house?

We built one out of mud.

And all we ate was mud, an' all.

We had a house.

[indistinct shouting]

[horses whinny]

[indistinct chatter]

There's Mrs Bassat,
the magistrate's wife.

And that's her brother.

[Mary] What if
Bassat's here as well?

Aren't you scared
you'll get caught?

Caught for what?

He lost a horse with one
white sock, long mane,

diamond mark.

This one's legs are
black right down,

his mane's clipped, and
his ear mark's a slit.

[Mary] If it's so easy,
why aren't you a rich man?

[Jem] Ah, see, I make the
money, but then I spend it.

[auctioneer shouts indistinctly]

[Auctioneer] Good provenance.

[Dealer] Bring him
in, bring him in.

I want to see him.

Strong horse.

[Auctioneer] Sane and
sensible temperament!

[laughs] Like my wife!

[crowd laughs]

Oi, you there! Let me see him.

[Jem] He's 18 guineas.

Where'd you get him from?

'Cause he wasn't
bred on the moors,

not with a head and
shoulders like that.

Foaled at Callington.

Bought him as a yearling
from old Tim Bray.

Dam was Irish bred.

I wouldn't touch if I were you.

Where's your mark?

You're sharp, aren't you?

Anyone would think
I'd stolen him!

It's a good thing for you that
Tim Bray's gone to Dorset.

I'd leave him, before you
land yourself in trouble.

[auctioneer shouts indistinctly]

Look! This ribbon's perfect
for my wedding gown.

You'll need to finish it
if Will gets home tomorrow.

- [Auctioneer] What do I hear?
- 14.

[Auctioneer] Come on, gentlemen!

We can do better than that!

- [Bidder 1] 17!
- [Bidder 2] 18!

[Auctioneer] 18! 18 over there.

[Mrs Bassat] Look, James,

that pony holds its head just
like our poor Beauty did.

What a nuisance
Roger isn't here!

[James] Do you want to buy him?

[Mrs Bassat] He'd be
such a lovely present

for the children.

They've been devastated
since poor Beauty went.

[James] You there! Fellow!

How much is that, er, pony?

He's not for sale. He's
promised to my friend there.

Besides, he wouldn't carry you.

Used to being
ridden by children.

He's absolutely perfect then.

I'll pay your price! And
extra for your disappointment.

I gave my word on 25 guineas.

I'll give you 30! I'm Mrs
Bassat from North Hill.

The magistrate's my husband.
Here, take the money.

Then I hope Mr Bassat will be
pleased with your purchase.

[gentle music]

Of course, he's really
nothing like our Beauty.

He was a thoroughbred and
three or four hands higher,

but he'll please the children.

You should be
hanged, Jem Merlyn.

Selling a horse to the very
woman you stole it from.

Glad you came now though, eh?

Yes.

Come on. I'll buy you a present.

[chickens cluck]

Two beers, please.

[he laughs]

How much do you need?

And his disciple Andrew saith,

"There is a lad here that
has five barley loaves

and two small fishes, but
what are they among so many?"

And Jesus took the loaves.

And when he'd given thanks,

he gave them to the
multitude of 5,000.

And, likewise, with the fishes.

Here.

[Francis Davey] And when
those men saw the miracle...

- What is it?
- Ale.

Why, don't you drink?

[indistinct chatter]

[he laughs]

[Passerby] Daniel,
get yourself up here!

[scoffs] That will put an end

to Davey's do-gooding for today.

[indistinct chatter]

[rain lashes]

We can't ride home in this.

We'll have to spend
the night here.

We'll wait for it to clear.

Come on, Mary! I've
money enough for a room.

God, you're hard as flint.

I'll buy you a ring if it makes
you feel more respectable.

It's not often I have
money enough in my pocket

to make you the offer.

How many wives do you
happen to have then?

Six or seven, scattered
over Cornwall.

I don't count the
ones across the Tamar.

That's wives enough for any man.

[thunder rumbles]

[rain lashes]

[thunder intensifies]

Mary, don't let's fight.

I suppose you think
I'll go to bed with you

because all I am is a
barmaid at Jamaica Inn?

No.

[gentle music]

Course not.

Pretend that you're in
love with me. Can't you?

Will you stay with me then?

I wish I could stay with you

and forget it all by the
morrow, as I'm sure you would.

But I can't.

Today doesn't exist.

We made it up.

And tomorrow, it will be gone.

I didn't look for this.

And I don't want it.

[gentle music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[door creaks open]

[door slams]

[gentle music]

[gentle music continues]

You're different, Mary.

You really want me, don't you?

I do.

I do.

[gentle music continues]

[door opens suddenly]

[she gasps]

[laughs] I think
perhaps I'd better pay.

[she laughs]

Back in a minute.

[door slams]

[indistinct chatter]

Half a guinea, ain't it?

I won't take your
money, Mr Merlyn.

[rain lashes]

[door opens abruptly]

He's gone. Now clear out!

Maybe he was hoping
for something else under them breeches.

[he chuckles]

[door slams shut]

[rain lashes]

- Mary!
- Hannah.

Whatever's happened to you?

I'm such a fool.

So will you tell me
what has happened?

I can't. You'll think
I'm very stupid.

I won't. You're anything
but stupid, Mary.

I came to Launceston with a man.

But he left me in the
bedroom at the inn.

He made sure I'd have
him, and then he left.

So who is he, this man?

Hm?

Jem Merlyn, I suppose?

I cared for him.

But I wish I could
tear out how I feel

and trample it into the dirt.

Oh! Shh.

You're all at sea.

Love's the curse
of too many women.

To fear nothing
and desire nothing,

that's what it is
to be free, Mary.

Was there never
anyone you cared for?

You never married.

It wasn't God's path for me.

[carriage rattles]

There's Mr Davey.

We'll drop you back.

[horse snorts]

[carriage rattles]

[sombre music]

Mr Davey, see if
there's a blanket.

I suppose you're
disappointed in me?

Disappointed in myself.

Tonight, I see a
different Mary Yellan.

Here, get out of
these wet clothes now.

Thank you.

To flout what is expected of us

and cast aside the customs

of the age requires
great strength.

And yet I have shown
the weakness of a woman.

You followed your desires
and they were thwarted.

Would you feel differently

if the man in question had
remained to complete the act?

I suppose I should be
grateful that he left.

I hate myself for
how I feel about him.

I don't want to be
like those other girls.

You feel yourself as different?

You leave her be.

She isn't different.

How old are you, Mary Yellan?

20.

You're nothing

but a chicken with the broken
shell still around you.

You'll come through
your little crisis.

You have no need to
shed tears over a man

encountered once or twice.

You will forget him very soon.

You will learn the things
that really matter.

[sinister music]

Have you gone over it
with the rest of 'em?

I have.

- They understand?
- Course they do.

- And they'll be there?
- They will.

Joss?

Put the maps away.

Don't do it.

[wind howls]

What is it you
want me to do, huh?

You want me to say no to him

when he's already threatened us?

Is that it?

No. [shivers]

Maybe you could say
you missed the ship.

Couldn't you say that, Jossie?

Eh?

Say that!

[wind whistles]

[fire crackles]

[he sighs]

Old man,

time to go.

[carriage rattles]

Mr Davey,

I found out that my
uncle is a wrecker.

He lures in ships
with false lights,

then murders all the crew.

He was drunk last night.
Told me everything.

So the landlord talks
when he's drunk, does he?

Yes, sir.

Have you told anyone?

Jem Merlyn knows.

I believe my uncle is planning
to wreck another ship soon.

So will you bring
the magistrate?

I've spent this very
evening with the magistrate

and customs officers.

They have confirmed the King
is sending down a coastguard.

There will be watchers
on the cliffs in a chain

that will be very hard to break.

Wrecking will cease.

Smugglers must leave or perish.

So my uncle will be caught?

If there is evidence.

I love these moors.

They're like survivors
of another time.

Climb Roughtor before sunrise,

and listen to the wind
crying through the stones.

Then you will feel God.

Will you drop me at the
turning before the inn?

I'd like to get back
without my uncle seeing me.

Of course.

[wind howls]

Sir.

Where the bloody
hell have you been?

It's not your business
where I've been.

Maybe she's been talking.

I have. I've told them
everything about you.

Think you know it
all, don't you?

You don't know nothing.

You want to dress
like a man, huh?

You can come and
do some man's work.

[she groans]

[sinister music]

[she grunts]

[carriage rattles]

We have to leave then, and
move on somewhere else?

Perhaps it's for the best.

[Francis Davey] I have
business to attend to first.

Then we must silence those
who will be a threat to us.

[sinister music continues]

[guns fire]

You have a choice to make:

turn King's evidence
against your brother,

or pay the price for both
of you and hang alone.

You're mad!

I'll show you who's mad, girl!

I wish I could have
spared you this.

What are you doing, Joss?

[Aunt Precious] Your brother
thinks he's coming here

to kill him.

Whatever my uncle may have
been to you, he is inhuman now.

He is my husband, and you
won't talk of him like that!

Joss?

There is no longer any need

for pretence between us, Mary.

We can be frank now.

[she pants]

That's right.

Go to sleep now.

[sinister music]

[sinister music continues]

[bright music]

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