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Welcome, Your Lordship.

Welcome, Your Worship.

God save the Queen.

Mary Twigg, both parents died of the fever.

Do you know your catechism, child?

Yes, my Lord Bishop.

Good, good.

And what do you want to be when you grow up?

A dairymaid, sir. Elizabeth Williams?

Mother drowned herself.

Father unknown.

Who were the sons of Noah, child?

Shem, Ham, and Jephthah.

Muld, Flanders.

Found abandoned by the gypsies.

Recite for me, child, a passage from the scriptures.

I am my beloved's, and his desires toward me. Come, my beloved, let us go

into the field. Yes, yes, yes, yes.

And what do you want to be when you grow up?

A gentlewoman, sir.

A gentlewoman indeed.

And who's to say she won't be?

With those eyes.

And later on, bring me in those flowers I chose.

Aye, sir.

I want thyme, fennel, sage, and blackcurrants.

They do shoot up, sir, don't they?

Damn it, they do.

It seems that yesterday I brought it to the house. An orphan, an innocent child.

They don't stay that way long, sir.

No, they don't.

Back to the blackcurrants, wife, sir. The blackcurrants.

My years in this house were exceedingly happy.

For although only a servant, I was treated as one of the family. And like

other members, I'd been encouraged to follow my studies, to keep myself

spotlessly tidy, to... In other words, my education was in no

way neglected.

Sir, what a fright you gave me.

Oh, sir.

Oh, no, sir. Oh, sir.

Oh, your father said. Your mother, sir.

Your...

Oh, Ma.

Oh, Ma.

I think I should die.

If what, sir? If you don't... Don't what, sir?

If I don't... Don't what, sir? As you can see, I was treated as one of the

family. And I enjoyed all the advantages of a wide education.

Music.

Music.

Take my sister's part. She's violently out of voice. I'm not out of voice. It

you out of tune.

Most voice out of tune is sweeter than yours.

We had lessons in deportment, manners.

Manners. And I soon picked up the ways of ladies and of gentlemen.

The speckled hen won't lay in the boxes. I came to see where she has made her

nest.

Oh, Marl.

Marl, you know I'd marry you.

Marry me, sir?

Tell me a man who wouldn't.

If the way of the world wasn't first to seek for a fortune.

It is not a fortune I lack, sir.

I've not two guineas drove together.

Oh, Ma.

I'll... I'll give you more gold than you've ever seen.

For what, sir?

I have my wages.

I'll marry you, Ma.

Truly, I will.

In a church.

A church? Before the parson.

In a lovely white dress.

White dress?

And prayers.

Oh.

And a ring.

And a marriage bed, Ma.

Marriage bed.

doing with mole hey for a boy brought up in the country you're strangely

ignorant

Shall you and I go and have another look?

Samuel?

Samuel! What are you after?

A bird, my dear.

After a bird.

Silly old cow.

Oh, my poor dear.

Here.

You see, Ma, I haven't forgotten.

I spent whole hours looking at the gold he had given me. I counted these coins a

hundred times a day.

Ruin was at my door.

But I think I now rather wished for that ruin than studied how to avoid it.

Goodbye, brother.

Goodbye, dear.

Sir?

How long will you be gone?

A week, or a month, if the pleasures of town are diverting.

What do you see?

Something in the water.

A corpse?

I've known good pickings after I've met him. Alas, by a long hair.

Unless it's some fool gentleman bathing in his wig.

Is that a sheep?

Or a pile of clothes?

Let's hope it's a man.

And he's brought his watch and purse.

Come on.

Help yourself, Squint.

There's a bit of lace here, though.

I see you.

Villains! Help!

I see you.

Wretches! Help!

She's got spirits, Fitz.

She's coming to arrest us.

Hurry, girl!

Miss Landers, I wanted for a long time to get you on your own.

I'd like very much to talk to you, if I may, please.

Miss Landers, I've never called you Mol,

as the others have done, because in brief, I've never treated you as a

in this household.

Because in short, you've always seemed to me to be more of an equal.

In many cases, a superior.

I have moved, as you know.

I have moved, as you know, in our own local society.

In our local society. And I've never found a young woman to compare with you.

For your looks, your good humor, or your wit.

In brief, Miss Flanders, I'd like very much to marry you.

Mary? Me?

Mary Moll! Oh!

Oh! And what, pray, is wrong with Moll? She's as genteel as any of our

acquaintances. Genteel? She was dragged up by gypsies. And what's more, she's a

bastard. Yes, and she's a job done for, girl.

Right in a poor house.

At least someone's asked for her, which is more than anyone's done for you.

Oh!

I must talk with you.

Please tell me.

Tell me what to do, what to say.

Say to who?

Him. He.

He's asked me to marry him. Who?

Who? He, your brother.

And he's told the whole family.

Oh, they'll murder me for sure.

He's a good enough fellow and well provided.

Or do you look higher?

How could I be a wife to one brother and a mistress to the other?

If you were anxious on that score, Malt, I have no claims on you.

Nothing would make me happier than to regard you as a sister.

So you... you found a new whore in town. Is that the truth of it? Let's face it,

my dear. If you don't marry him, they'll kick you out of the house.

And what will your prospects be then?

A girl who's lost her reputation.

Who took it from me?

And it may be with child, for all we know.

Yes.

Your best course is to marry my brother.

Just as soon as you can get him to the church.

His words had put ideas into my head, and I fancied myself with child.

A fear that luckily proved false.

But by then, taking the advice of the man whom I still loved, I had said,

I will.

Who giveth this woman to be married to this man?

Modesty forbids me to reveal the secrets of the marriage bed.

Never, ladies, never marry a fool.

Any husband rather than a fool.

A fool or a sober fool could take anything but a fool.

Fools.

The family, of course, made sure I got nothing by his will.

And so, next morning early, I left the house to make my way in the world.

And now I was faced by the worst of devils, poverty.

A girl can be kept by a man, or she can keep herself.

But make no mistake, even when independent, she is still looking for a

And I confess I was not suitably affected by the loss of my husband.

Though a widow, I felt I should soon be a widow consoled.

Good day, ma 'am.

Is there anything I can do to help you?

I've come about the position.

Oh, well, Miss Glover's in the fitting room.

Oh, bella, bellissima.

You don't need to be a seamstress child.

With those legs, you can climb higher than needlework.

I have no experience, sir, of anything but household duties.

Ah, que chance.

My wife is looking for a lady's maid. Lady's maid, indeed.

Lady Blyston should wait for maids until she can pay her bills.

This one, sir, has been due in 12 months.

My wife will send you the money as soon as we get to London.

I think, sir, she is not your wife.

I know her for the Duke of Wilchester's daughter from a strong family

resemblance in not paying debts.

Oh, per favore, please.

Some people come to the country for credit when they can no longer obtain it

town. Send it to my bankers.

If you have bankers, perhaps you would be good enough to sign it and address

I understand, Lady Blystone.

You're in need of a maid?

In need, my dear, I certainly am, but I'm also in need of the funds to pay

I would come to you for nothing, just for my keep.

You are a widow, my dear?

Yes. Oh, you have my sympathy.

Thank you, but it's out of place.

My husband was a fool. I cannot claim it was any great loss.

You see, it's not wages I want, but opportunity.

And what opportunity do you expect in London?

The chance of another husband.

And how do you think our city men are different from your rustic variety?

Oh, I do not think they are different.

But there's a wider choice, milady.

Oh, the cloth and color of their clothes, perhaps.

But not what's inside.

I mean, could you tell the difference between a country clod and a courtier in

the dark?

But I'd sooner marry the courtier.

Wouldn't you?

Our marriage, yes, there, I agree.

The cloth counts more than what it contains.

You know you please me, child.

Would you like to go on before me and take my baggage to London?

Oh, my lady.

Darling, I have good news. We have a new maid.

Oh, bella, bellissima. I said maid.

Oh, darling.

R -O -T -A -D.

or nothing and to be well married or not at all i now had the first essential

for a woman who seeks a husband a good wardrobe wasn't mine of course when i

borrowed skillfully already it seemed to be having an effect warmer than

yesterday i beg your pardon sir i say it's warmer than yesterday indeed sir in

my estimation to somewhat Cooler. Well, I'll not dispute the temperature, ma

'am, if you'll permit me to open the window.

I do hope we'll dispute nothing, sir.

We've a long way to go.

London?

Have you been there before?

No, never.

I hope you have good friends there, ma 'am. It is a city full of snares and

pitfalls for the unwary.

I think, sir, I shall soon make friends.

Attend to their quality, ma 'am.

I respect your advice, sir.

Are you going to London, sir?

Yes. I've been on business to Plymouth, a city, I regret to say, overpopulated

with nonconformists.

May I ask, sir, the nature of your business?

I'm a banker, ma 'am.

Devilish amusing, some of these bishops.

Ah. I see I had no need to fear that you would go unprotected in London.

You wear a ring, ma 'am. No doubt you have a husband to escort you.

Unfortunately, sir, I'm a widow.

It is a droll chance that brings us together.

Happily, ma 'am.

Unhappily, I am a widower.

Oh.

There's a dead man on the road, sir. Well, keep your eyes about you. That's

old trick, that one.

Very fast.

I'll drop the first man that moves.

Hold up.

My watch.

Oh, thank heaven I have naught else but a handful of guineas. And you?

I still have my head, sir.

If you'll calm yourself, hand me that cushion.

And then listen a moment.

No brandy, no... Consignment of cloth, no lace, no bullion. Not a thing, sir,

but the passengers' baggage.

I swear it, sir. Let me see the passengers.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

May you burn in hell, sir, for your damned impudence.

And may you die a slow death, sir, of the tedium in heaven.

Meanwhile, your purse.

A ring, sir, perhaps?

You would not lie to me, sir, I hope.

Would you mind alerting me, lady? I want to search the couch.

Though you are a scoundrel, sir, I see that you're a man of manners.

Now, this young lady who's travelling under my protection is, if you'll

me for saying so, ma 'am, with child.

Nine months, two weeks, four days, and no midwife twixt here and Salisbury. I

envy your husband his child, ma 'am.

I envy him still more than means by which he got it.

Alas, sir, I'm a widow.

Then you've lost enough. I'll take no more.

Guard, you can move the cart.

Ma 'am.

Courtesy, you ape. Assist the lady.

And you, sir.

I'll starve myself and up my horses, so I'll have you weak.

As I thought, sir.

A cravat pin.

Drive on, coachman.

By the look of things, you better make good time to Salisbury.

Right. Go on.

Get away. Come

on,

Toby.

That's the boy, good lad.

Well, what are we waiting for?

All right.

What have you got there?

Found it under the seat.

It is hers. I said we'd spare her.

You've spared too many.

That'll teach you to disobey orders.

Lady Blyster.

Title to her.

A widow?

Child on the way?

Why should a man risk hanging, Squint, when there are women like that in need

comfort and care?

And a man to show them how to spend their money.

London.

Playhouses, palaces, gay promenades, milliners, dressmakers, hutters,

hosiers, habitashers, hairdressers, and husbands.

Ah,

here we are.

A very agreeable journey, ma 'am.

and a porter, miss.

How much?

Ma

'am,

are you sure you would not feel safer if I accompanied you?

Thank you, sir, but I have my porter.

I shall take a chair.

Your servant, ma 'am.

Chair?

I'll follow that chair.

Sir, how did you know I... By St.

Bartholomew, you.

I came to inquire after my old friend Lady Blystone.

I am staying with Lady Blystone. Oh, I see. She will not be back until

Indeed.

The house, I fear, is in some disorder.

Lady Blystone's servants seem to have gone.

Her servants make a habit of going, and for good reason.

But, uh...

You are not then staying in this house alone?

For tonight, yes.

One can see that you are new to London.

Why? Are you not aware of the dangers you run, a woman alone in a house in

part of town? Dangers? Have you not heard of the Mohawks?

Gangs of young men who terrorize the streets?

Why, you saw them today at the coaching station.

They stop at nothing. Robbery, arson, rape. Why?

Only last week, in this very same street, a girl opened her door to let in

cat, and you know what they did?

They slit off her nose with a razor.

What should I do, sir?

Allow me to be of service.

I have no engagements this evening. Permit me to stay in the house, sir, and

keep you company, protect you.

Well, I hardly think, sir, that would be seemly.

What do you take me for?

I am an alderman of the city of London, a parish councillor, a member of the

Society for the Reformation of Morals. Do you think that I cannot be trusted to

spend the night in the same house for the woman without offering offence? For

soul, ma 'am, I take this ill that you should so misjudge my character. Oh,

sir, I did not mean to offend you, but I've scarce seen the house.

I know not what accommodation there is.

Then let us reconnoitre.

Shall we?

A bed, but no linen.

A smell of mice, but no bed. Ah!

Dear, dear, dear. Bed and linen.

Enough for a warm night.

We have not looked at the attics yet. They leak.

Lady Blystone told me so.

You are not proposing, sir.

Not... You've known me long enough now to know my character.

Do you suppose I can't sleep in the same room with a woman, nay, even in the

same bed, without acting like a beast of the field?

I think we're both people of principle, ma 'am, and far removed from lewdness.

However, if you still have scruples, here.

The ramparts of chastity.

Now then.

Hello.

What's this?

Gin. A vulgar beverage, but efficacious.

Well, on gin and water, a working man could get dead drunk for dozens.

They should impose a tax ban.

Keep that little liquor from all but the more

responsible houses.

Exquisite nymph.

The course is clear.

Dance bailiffs, debt collectors, they always smoke pipes.

Oh, why don't you pay some of your debts? Then we could walk down the

without fearing a bailiff on every corner.

They're here!

The bombs!

Why, William... A nocturnal visit.

Pay your call, my dear.

See if you were back. At dawn?

Oh, you never were an early riser, William.

So far as I remember, except, of course, for one purpose.

But I'd heard you'd changed your ways and become a church warden at St.

The spirit was willing, but the flesh was weak. Well, the spirit smells

uncommonly like gin to me.

Oh, the flesh grows weaker with the years and less able to sustain the

exertions. You're so right, my dearest one. Poor dear.

Your servant, ma 'am.

Your servant.

To lie with a banker on her first night in town is a good beginning.

It shows promise.

Why, Miggy, you're very peevish.

Pay some of my debts.

If you wanted a rich man, you should have married him.

Oh, it was not for one of his asking.

But I know him too well. He's a saint in the daylight and a devil in the dark.

Ah.

Buongiorno.

You slept well?

Mickey?

Milady? Oh, I trust we're not inconveniencing you.

Oh, no, I slept late. It was fortunate you came.

Well, should you wish to entertain the Lord Mayor or the Prime Minister or

anyone else of your acquaintance, pray don't hesitate to make use of the house.

I will prepare breakfast.

He'll pay for the night's pleasure with a fever.

Mickey?

Mickey? Yes, my love?

The thought of other people's pleasure always has the most droll effect on me.

I must see to the baggage.

Make sure which baggage?

What happened last night was mostly my fault.

It is I, not you, who should make amends.

I hesitate to entrust your ring to a servant.

When can we meet again?

So I may return it.

Sir?

What? We're putting down straw, ma 'am, to quieten the noise of the wheels.

There's a man in there, dying.

Madam. Make haste with those leeches. He's as blue as a butcher's apron.

My hat.

What shall I do with my hat? Here. Oh, thank you.

Are you the nurse?

Who needs a nurse? My master. He was out all night in the rain, fell down with a

fit on the doorstep. He's promised a thousand pounds to the church if their

prayers pull him through.

Recovered! He recovered!

Praise the Lord! He's spoken again!

Hallelujah! Toast and tea!

Toast and tea! Praise the Lord! Toast and tea!

That's a change from wine and wenches. He's repented, all right.

Would you give him this?

But the cause, Doctor, the cause.

A morbid flux of viscous fluid congested the passages to the vital organs.

I was near death.

closer than I am to you, sir.

This milk ingestion will... Here we are. In here, sir.

Ah.

These leeches, sir, will diminish the plethoric humors, and by removing the

unhealthy effusion, repletion, and excess, restore you to normal if

health. I shall recover? Only by adopting a way of life less rousing to

sanguinary choleric.

And melancholy humours.

Give it back to her and admit no more women.

By the back door or by the front, by night or by day, no more women. Sir.

No, brother.

He's had a long ride and a busy night.

Here. There.

Breakfast.

Breakfast.

Eat your breakfast.

And stop dreaming of your fine lady.

Widow.

If it went well.

She's a mother by now.

A poor fatherless child.

What's this?

A conversion?

The fatherless children you fathered would fill an orphanage. Nay, Duchy,

been thinking. Highway robbery is not what it was.

Just time I found a settled way of life.

Lady Blystrand.

Well, if I hooked her... You?

Live of a woman?

Why, no.

Quite respectable, down in the best society.

Why don't you marry him first?

Marry?

Well, it'd make no difference to you and me.

Just a kind of insurance against bad times.

I could retire, make an honest man of myself.

To wed a lady of title, you would have to have some station in life.

I thought of being an officer of dragoons. Our friends would spot you for

in five minutes. Oh.

Nay, but a ship's officer. That could suit us to perfection.

We'd have to go off on our voyages.

Months at a time.

And we'd be as snug as a bug in the rug as we've always been.

Not an officer.

A ship's captain.

With rich estates.

Abroad, where she can't inspect them.

I need a new outfit. Some finery about me.

Squint. Oh, no.

Fetch us that suit of clothes. Twist is stripped off the admiral on the

Portsmouth Road.

And you, Jimmy, you need a good powdered wig and a coat.

And he needs a livery. We'll all need some money.

Where's it coming from?

I'll advance it.

For a fifth share of income for seven years.

A tenth share for three years. Six. Four. Five. Done.

All round would be a good stroke of business.

Mixing in society, you'd get information...

pass on to our light -fingered friends. A respectable married man I'll be, who

keeps a mistress and buys her trinkets. Think of the pickings, Dutchie.

And with me, a gentleman of leisure.

Think of the time for nothing.

Out.

Hurry up. Going, going.

Is this the real?

And the last.

It will have to go.

Oh, my last diamond.

We can try your father again.

Oh, he's as poor as we are.

Oh, he's a duke.

He can get the credit.

Well, you're a count. Then how much credit can you get? He's a real duke.

You mean you?

My title.

There are family disputes.

Unfortunately, my father, the count, did not marry my mother.

Well, then how could she have been the countess?

She wasn't.

She was the cook.

The cook.

All as long as she was a good wife.

Come, my love.

There are four moneylenders we have not yet tried.

Oh.

These may be fools, but a true heart bleeds beneath them.

Oh, Mickey.

Two houses further on. Right.

Go on.

Go on.

Fine

servants

he keeps.

You'd take them for quality.

Now, don't be too long. These fallows cost us ten shillings an hour. And suit

your style to your clothes.

Otherwise you'll see through them.

You'll oblige me by informing my lady Blightstone that Captain Meredith

me ship the seahorse lying at Wapping desires a word with her.

And you'll oblige me by keeping your hawks to yourself.

Where did you get that?

It was stolen.

I am here to return it.

And how did you get hold of it? From two scoundrels who waylaid me last night. I

reformed them with my fists and they chose to join the crew of the sea lion

rather than hang.

Another of your ships?

The sea lion. A sister ship of the sea horse, I take it.

Oh, aye, aye. Sister ships they are, and no prettier sisters afloat.

And the hat?

Part of the booty the scoundrels brought on board.

And now conduct me to Lady Blystone.

I'll take it. She's not... I wish to see her in person. I'm not accustomed to

being kept waiting in kitchens.

You've waited in kitchens before now.

Aye, and tumble the kitchen maids too.

I doubt Lady Blystow will receive a man of your manners.

Don't misjudge me, young woman.

A life at sea leaves a man with rough edges.

Why, on my estates, I've received greater ladies than her.

Contesses, duchesses.

Your estates?

Aye, in Virginia and the Indies.

And you have two ships as well?

Mm -hmm.

The seahorse lying at Wapping and the sea...

Serpent on passage back from Jamaica.

My.

That makes three.

The sea lion, the sea horse, and now the sea serpent.

That's... A fleet.

God bless you.

I'm sure, Captain, I meant no offense to you.

I'm sure you gave none, girl.

What is plain you were made only to give pleasure.

I thank you, Captain.

I'll wager you've got something worth looking at.

I know that, right? I'd wish you'd say so, even if I hadn't. I'd wish you'd

think you had, even if you hadn't.

Hmm.

I think, Captain, I can persuade Lady Blystone to receive you.

Ah, Mick.

Flawed, I fear, ma 'am, and not of the highest quality.

Flawed? It came from the crown of the Empress of Russia. And you bought it

the Empress herself?

No tact.

How much?

Fifty guineas.

Fifty? Oh, mascazzone per mutto ladro.

Carogna pirata inglese. Seventy -five?

I can live on one meal a day, but I cannot live on one day more or no meal a

day. Oh, Nicky.

Sixty?

You wish to see me, Captain?

Aye, and instantly regret I have.

For now, my eyes are spoiled for all others.

The girl told me you would return my hat, not make my head too large for it.

Forgive me, I cannot help wondering.

Yes? Was it a boy or a girl?

The man who robbed your coach told me he spared you because you were... The

biblical phrase comes easiest to the tongue.

Great was child.

Great indeed, sir.

But it was neither boy nor girl.

It was a cushion, sir.

The dolt was easily deceived.

He was so puffed up with his pistols and his rogue's vanity.

He never thought my padded belly held naught but a gold watch.

I understand, sir, you have estates abroad.

Oh, I have a few counties in Ireland.

Ireland? And Virginia, and a parcel of land in the Indies.

And you intend to settle there when you retire from the sea?

With your wife and family?

Alas, ma 'am, I've neither wife nor family, though I have a mind to both,

find life at sea increasing wearisome.

I would offer you refreshments, but the servants are out. Don't concern

yourself, ma 'am.

Hang it, ma 'am.

A life at sea makes a man direct of speech.

I understand you're a widow.

Widowhood like the sea grows tedious.

Here we are, both adrift and sending out signals for a tow.

Why don't we lie alongside?

A nautical figure of speech, ma 'am. I'm suggesting we lash together and drop

anchor tonight in some place of entertainment where I may offer you

Forgive me boldness, ma 'am. I'm used to charting a course and seeing it

steered.

And where will you steer me, Captain?

If faith, Mom, I'd steer you through hell for the heaven you promise with

eyes.

And now you must go.

Go?

Go.

Mom, I fear... Forgive me. I say... I mean, we... Well, no, it is but ours

we meet to part with you. Now, you must go. I go with feelings beyond bearing.

But go.

Go. Mom, this heart of mine is full of sentiments that are full of

sentiment.

landlubber he seems grandly dressed for a bailiff a lawyer perhaps come to

foreclose the mortgage

That gentleman called?

I, uh, sent him away.

Oh, yes, you sent him away.

Good girl.

Maggie!

Which one's that? That one.

Where are we going?

Oh, down here.

It's just cold. That's too

warm.

Um, I forgot.

My coachman.

Quint? Ah, no.

I'm two guineas short.

If I told you once, I'd tell you a hundred times, you're spending money

water.

That's no good.

You'll have to slit a purse and bring me the money at the table and make it

quick and a good fat one.

Quick, he says.

Quick.

Thank you to my seat, sir.

Now, thank you for this, sir.

Don't fumble your jades and trollops there, but know a lady when you see one.

Stray cattle must be claimed, sir.

Found abandoned. One prize heifer. A heifer, what? She's not in calf yet.

He's not man enough.

Chair to Cornhill.

I keep you from her.

I'm thankful alone at least.

What's the weather like outside?

Lovely nice moon and stars.

It's time we enjoyed them.

Now, perhaps you'll believe me when I say I'm a bad man to cross.

Let's get him!

Tomorrow. When? As soon as you wake.

May I?

I have appointments till evening.

Will you kill me with waiting?

It is I who shall die of impending death.

If we both survive, I'll call for you. Where shall we go?

Somewhere quieter than tonight.

Your ship.

We could die in your cabin alone.

Which of your ships is like it, Wapping?

The sea lion, the sea horse, or the sea serpent?

It is the serpent. I'll survive, I remember.

Please, I've never seen our captain lives on a ship, or even been on a ship,

left the land except to swim.

I doubt the crew would... Until tomorrow.

And then I'm bored.

Am I wrong, or have I seen that dress before?

Lady Blystone allows me to wear her dresses on my nights off.

Amusing. I must create as a servant, you as a lady.

Amusing. So long as I'm not indiscreet. And tell your handsome gentleman what

you have.

I... Suppose your silence has a price.

Of course.

Your part is easier to play.

For you have by nature a footman's lewdness.

Lad, you must be joking. I said I had ships, and now she wants to see one.

a fancy to dine on board.

Ten shillings. Fifteen.

It is an expensive courtship. Twelve.

I've got a right on the horse.

We've spent ten guineas on the coach already, and more on food wine. This is

worth ten thousand a year for life.

The captain's cabin has a captain's bedroom, Joanie.

And I've never known my Jemmy to fail.

And he's got the right furnishings.

Grant!

Hello.

us a ship. A ship?

One ship.

Goodness,

five.

Five? Why, why, tis no mother you own.

Aye, yes.

Twenty -seven hours. That's another guinea.

Money, money, money.

That's your library.

Money.

Here are your things, brother.

What a handsome ship.

Aye, she's a catch -slooped, gaff -rigged, square -bottomed three -master.

What is your cargo?

Gold from the Indies, spices from the East. Can't you smell the odours of the

Orient? Cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, vanilla.

Yes,

just here. I think it's mostly the odour of the ship's calf.

Oh, I'd love to sail the salt seas.

See strange peoples and lands.

How exciting it must be.

I'm learning that life ashore has excitements, too.

You wouldn't grow weary of the daily round and your own fireside?

Not if there were someone to wear it with.

Six miles, Captain!

Eighteen minutes past nine, and Vittles on the timer.

All fast and toyed on the tag.

Thank you, Bosun.

And before the crew are fed, make sure all top gallants are battened down, all

capstans, uh, spliced.

Shall we go, my little man?

Nice I date what it was, since I lost an eye in the sea fight, you will

remember, when the captain himself, when he was shutting off the broadsider

chainsaw, and he pulled me and four of his shipmates from the mouth of the

cannon, despite his boots were full of boiling oil, and the sharks were

up arms and legs like titmice on Davy Jones' locker.

Thank you, Cook. We are served now.

I knew a girl who liked sailors for sport. Cook!

And a sailor's like Cook.

Captain, me legs ain't what they were neither.

And that's the truth.

Loyal fellow, that.

I see, Captain, you're much admired by your crew.

Aye, good lot of lads.

Rough, but sound in heart.

If not in wind and limb.

Is that your cabin?

Aye. Here, look.

That's my bachelor bunk, where I've spent many an hour dreaming of things

possible. Not possible?

I thought them not possible, till now.

Well, it is elegant for a man.

A man on his own needs some softness about him.

What... What strange sight you...

You must have seen looking through this window.

I've seen strange sights enough.

One goes sick of them.

All I want is the same sight every day.

Waking, going to sleep.

Ensign lowered, Captain, and all fast astern.

Thank you, Bosun.

Crew fed, tied, making four knots, and all fast for 'ard.

Thank you, Bosun, and I wish to God you'd go for 'ard, and fast.

Aye, aye, Captain.

Bosun going off duty, Captain.

Then for God's sake, go, man.

My compliments, sir.

And my compliments to you.

God save the king.

God save the king, and to hell with the rest.

What do we say?

I forget the words.

It was what your eyes said.

There was no mistake in the meaning there.

Then what did my eyes say?

Translate for me, my dear.

I said we have no need of a translator.

We speak the same tongue in all things.

Have the same.

Wow. Wow.

It's just come adrift, I think.

We

are

sinking.

The seamanship that we expect from the... The... The anemone. Thank you.

Chair! Chair!

No, no, I'm not sure I have the fare. My purse on the ship.

I have it.

It's a shame on me not to take you home in style.

Consumes me this deceit.

She's on a foul for the plucking.

Make just one match and you'll never have to steal again.

Where are you taking her tonight?

I was going to the gardens at Randall. Well, don't spare the wine.

Oysters are in season.

Warm a well with dancing and then put the question.

Expenses.

Nail, lad, I can read you like the face of a clock.

You think the question is best put when the pair of you are snug between the

sheets. And you draw away from that out of faithfulness to me. Do I guess her

right? Oh, and I love you for it.

But I'm not a feather -brained miss. I'm a woman of the world.

And to show I bear no grudge, I'll prepare my own room for you.

And there the pair of you can enjoy yourselves as well as men and women can

come together for convenience.

Well, Jenny, would you rather go back to the road and sleep under haystacks?

Winter is coming.

A rich widow.

We'll keep out the droughts.

Come on, squint.

I think they're expecting us to join the dance, m 'lady.

What is it?

I was afraid.

Of a kiss? Of a secret.

Yours?

I have a secret, too.

You have?

If I tell mine, will you tell yours?

Tell me yours first.

Well, I'm not what you take me for.

What do you mean?

I'm not Lady Blystone.

Who are you, then? I am Lady Blystone's companion.

What's in a title? I'm just as ready to take you as plain miss.

Mrs. I've been married.

I'm a widow.

That part was true.

So long as a man and a woman can live comfortably together, what do names

matter? Yes, but comfortably is a word of two meanings.

I mean by first that they should not quarrel, and secondly that they should

enough to live on. I take it we'll have that, won't we?

With your wealth, of course we will.

Oh, but I... I hope you don't take... Neither a person of fortune.

You're joking.

Testing my intentions.

I wish I were.

You live in a house with people in society.

You dress like... Why, I've seen you... I've seen a footman open the door to you

and bow as if... I've not but 15 guineas left in the world.

Oh, it's wounds you've chained.

You've killed me.

Look out of my way. No.

Anything I can do? No.

Let me through.

Captain.

Captain.

Captain. Captain, please.

Captain, I know that I'm to blame, but it was done in the way of a joke. I

told you in words.

I was other than I am. You let me believe that... That was your own fault.

you say a word? One word to disabuse me? You tricked me. No, you tricked

yourself. Ruined.

Ruined. I've laid out every penny I own.

Borrowed so I'll be in debt for years.

You.

Ruined.

Hiring a carriage.

Dressing like a lord.

Livery, wine, stables, oats. Hiring a whole ship.

The carriage wasn't yours?

No. Not a ship? No.

Are you not a sea captain? No.

But your estate's in Virginia. I never owned an acre. In the 80s. Not a yard.

In Ireland. Not an inch.

Save those six feet of my mother's grave.

And you say that I've tricked you. Well, you rooked me the first.

I didn't order the kind. You introduced yourself as a captain.

Not till you dropped me a curtsy as Lady Blightstone.

Liar. Sham.

Swindler. Imposter.

Mortar hunter.

Succubus.

see each other no more, so let us part as friends.

It's all your fault.

Stealing a half box against my orders.

Drawing conclusions from a lady's name.

Lady Blondstone. What is your name anyway?

Malt Blondes. Captain Meredith. Is Meredith your name?

No, it's Jimmy.

Jimmy. The other's best forgot.

Will you still be wanting the room, Captain? Don't call me Captain!

What room?

A harder room.

What room is this?

A harder room where we could be alone together.

I was raised what they call a gentleman.

I learned to live high without the means to do it.

And got into debt.

You found no way to clear yourself.

I found a way.

It was not to my liking.

What way?

Tell me more of it.

They say my father was hanged.

My mother transported.

I was raised by the gypsies.

I saw nothing before me but being a drudge, so I was helped to better myself

marriage.

We both had the same notion.

But it passes with us, too.

But now my heart's in porn.

I doubt I'll ever redeem it.

And I'm a hundred pounds the more in debt.

How much left?

It's all yours.

Except this one.

It's my orphanage shilling.

Jenny?

Jenny?

My dear, I ask your pardon.

I am the most miserable of men.

I have been so happy to possess you, and am now so wretched as to be forced to

fly from you.

Forgive me, my dear.

Once more I say.

Come back.

Come back.

Will your ladyship require the room for another night?

You cry for the loss that you stole.

I'll not wipe your tears for you.

Nay, but I'm wrong to blame you.

He's the sort of man that makes a servant girl forget her dusting and open

window to stay as he walks down the street.

You knew him, too?

In the oil business?

away from me.

I'd ridden 15 miles.

The sun was in my eyes and a gale blowing.

It was that perhaps the fancies in my head.

What fancies?

I thought I heard you call for me.

What did I say?

Cried aloud, Jimmy, oh, Jimmy, come back, come back.

It is a marvellous belief.

That's why my words.

Oh, you shall go away from me no more.

I'll go all over the world with your other... There's something I cannot

speak of.

One day, perhaps, we'll make our fortunes.

Then we'll marry for money like we always thought we would.

I came by a pound or two.

Debt's repaid.

Ah, there you are, Ma.

Thank you, dear.

Crying for your captain.

Poor girl, to learn so young that men deceive.

Well, you'll be better off in the house than gadding about in the town.

Tomorrow, you can shine the mirrors and wash the lusters.

Now, quick, sweetheart, go and get me my gloves.

Yes, I have them here.

Will you be late, lady?

You needn't wait up for me. I have my key.

Goodbye, Miggy.

Goodbye, my love.

Enjoy your ball and gather me some gossip.

I'm so sorry to leave you alone.

Coachman, stop!

Stop!

One candle to light so much beauty.

The less I see of myself tonight, sir, the more I'll be pleased. I'm no fit

sight for myself nor anyone else.

Where have I been?

Never to have set my eyes on the most beautiful woman in the world. Please,

I'm tired and I wish to go to bed.

What is it, sir?

A bottle.

A green bottle beside my bed.

Run, child.

Just in time.

An old wound beneath my heart.

Were you in the war, sir? No, a duel.

women.

Naughty.

Naughty. Stand back.

Naughty. Get back. Go away.

Naughty.

Close the door, Ted. Stop. Open up there.

No. Oh, Ted.

Hold on, Mumia.

I'll help you with this.

Ma guarda un po' in questo.

Lady?

Careful. Lustful monster.

See what sort of women you can find.

Don't just stand there. Go and get him, you idiot.

Hurry up.

How dare they break into our fair maid's bedroom.

I'll murder it.

Bella, bellissima.

And you?

You have disappointed me. You have betrayed my friendship and abused my

Once before, I had tried to return this ring to my friend, the banker.

Friend? It was a somewhat closer relationship.

And yet, I was doubtful how he would receive me.

Please forgive me, my dear.

I have but recently come back from the grave. I never thought to see you or the

world again. Pull up a chair.

I came to return your ring, sir.

I came once before, but I hope you're recovered.

But condemned to an altered way of life.

I am forbidden company and pleasure and condemned to needlework.

What's the result? Four bottles of port a day to make my solitude bearable, and

I've got the gout.

By heavens, I'm glad to see you.

I understood, sir.

You've been repenting your sins.

The apoplexy threw me into a fright.

But now you're cured, sir.

I find the repentance is cured also.

I think, sir, you'll never make yourself a saint.

You're perfectly right.

You have every reason to reproach me for my way of life.

I'm a monument to the follies of vice, a memento of the snares of pleasure.

And from all this, from the burning fiery furnace and the stinking pit, only

can save me.

Me? But how?

Thus. Oh, sir.

Boatman. Yes, sir.

Can you row the boat facing the other way?

to the cheeks, swallows flying high.

A good omen for our honeymoon.

Is our room ready, landlord?

Aye, sir, been ready since noon.

Is the parson ready, too?

Well, he's been in the taproom all day, sir.

You might say he's ready.

Ah!

Come on, parson, you sweet -smelling old fellow.

Down your drink and get to business. You have the bride, the groom, and your

witness.

You have the ring, son?

Me? Not him, you fool. I'm the groom. He's the witness.

And this is the ring.

My lord, have you a book of common prayer?

Oh, come on, fellow.

Surely you know your parson's gabble by now.

Man that is born a woman hath but a short time to live and is full of

Not the burial service, you poxy old goat.

We're getting married.

Ah, wedlock.

Wedlock it is to be.

Come on now, reverend.

Come on.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God and in the face of this

congregation.

Out!

Get along! Hurry with you!

Oh, that all young girls who watch this scene would learn one lesson.

Wealth and position and comfort by day will not make up for insincerity

at night.

as it begins.

It's a pleasure.

Every time I'm aimed at the target, somebody

jumps my over.

Is there a conspiracy against consummation out there?

peace tonight.

What's toward?

Have you no beds to go to?

A robbery on the Heath, sir.

Have you seen two masked horsemen go by? A youngish one on a chestnut and a

stout one on a brown.

We've seen no one but a parson in his cuffs and a bullet in his arse, I trust.

I saw two horsemen, sir.

What's that you say, ma 'am?

Well,

it was dark and I couldn't see very well, but they took that road.

Thank you, ma 'am. We're on the wrong track. We'll try the Canterbury road.

Come on!

waiting

the person of my bride who was enticed away and in that direction.

Well, warm assistance, sir. Thank you, sir.

Get in there behind the trees.

I'll take them away.

Sure you would love to, then.

and senior captain since the night you slept here.

Oh. Yeah?

I... I came to ask if you could recommend me to an employment.

I recommend you? Your face and figure do that. No gentleman would refuse to

employ you.

I'm not a whore, ma 'am. Don't say that too soon. Though sometimes an apparent

modesty sells the goods to a higher bidder. What is it you want, then?

I want... I need to make my fortune.

Don't make it in bed, my child. You best get to work with your fingers.

You mean I should sew?

Deal.

Deal in what goods?

Silver. Though if it's a fortune you want, that's quite a maze of gold.

Ma 'am, I understand you.

And I do not like your meaning.

See how far you get with honest labor!

Thank you, ma 'am. The knot must have broken.

Oh, let none watch this scene without thinking how they would grapple with the

lack of friends and the want of bread.

Let them remember the wise man's prayer.

Give me not poverty, lest I steal.

This was the bait.

The devil who laid the snare prompted me.

Take the bundle.

What was I now?

A christening set.

Grant! Hello.

I hope your friend didn't lose the dear child as she's selling these things.

Try to get me silver without initials, dear. Fetch us a better price.

You've not seen Jimmy again since I last asked you.

Fourteen shillings, sweetheart.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Could you hold off the money? I'd like to save it.

Gladly, my dear. I'll mark it down in the ledger.

business, my dear. We must make sure that success does not lead to fame.

So, for your next adventure, no gentleman must look at you twice. Come

Not a bad haul, considering the rich are out of town. But I went half a foot

down to my kind of saving.

Jamie, what's going on?

Coachman, to the park.

Slowly.

You tantalizing creature, you.

Coachman, stop, please.

No, no. No, no.

Shirley.

And a

nobleman, too.

Tis ten to one he has an honest, virtuous wife and innocent children.

This deed of yours, Maul, will do more to reform him than all the sermons at

Paul's. For in our business we do a lot of good.

teaching people to mind their morals and guard their possessions.

I mean, Janie has it. Four and eleven is fifteen.

Now, I've been considering your position in the trade, dear.

It's not wise to stick to the same business and at the same places for too

A length of brocade will fetch as much as a gentleman's watch. Brocade? And a

good roll of lace even more.

Grunt! I'd be afraid. to go to work in a shop. Why, they'll have their eyes on

you as soon as you enter the door.

Look.

Grant's to work. Oh, yes.

Good day, sir. Good day, ma 'am. I'm looking for a fine length of red velvet.

Oh, that's right.

There's a handsome piece.

No, I'm afraid too coarse. Some other time.

They're on their way to Newgate.

Poor souls, indeed.

It serves them right. I hope they're hanged. They're only thieves, anyway.

It was Charlie.

When is the clock strike one? One.

You'll be holding your horse outside the jeweller's shop.

When the clock strikes one, you throw the brick. Right?

Right.

Bottom pane.

Middle of the jeweller's window. Right. Bottom pane.

Right. I do the snatch and run to my horse. I ride that way and you ride that

way. Right?

Right. What if I don't hear the clock?

Don't tell me you're deaf as well. Well, I might miss it. Why don't we make it

two o 'clock? Then, if I miss the first, I'll hear the second.

Why don't we make it three o 'clock? Yes, then if I miss the first and I miss

the second, death is a bloody post, right?

Here's the brick.

Good, come on.

Follow me, can I? No.

Oh.

Count up to a hundred and then move.

How fast?

At a walk. How fast do I count?

As fast as your heart beats.

It's galloping.

Start counting now.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven.

Gold beer. Oh, my goodness.

Nice hanging at Typhon.

Buy a doll for your little wonder?

Fifty. Fifty -one. Fifty -two.

Fifty -one.

Let's have a drink.

Look after them, Tom. We'll pick up those other princes later.

No, no. Something much finer.

Something more precious. Something fit for a queen. A queen?

Let me see.

Thank you.

Whoa! Who would want a thing like that except the Lord Chief Justice?

That blind half -wit!

Hey, if something inside could be sold, it wouldn't be difficult to find a

buyer.

Grant?

Maul!

Oh, Jimmy!

There's the ruination of the finest pair of thieves in town.

Run!

Don't break that door down.

They're spent together.

Now we'll hang together.

Won't it be?

They put a list up on Mondays. Why don't they do it quick? Why don't they take

us from the judge and do it straight away?

Jeremy.

Take this.

Are you comfortably lodged?

A gentleman of the row gets used to rough quarters.

Two cheats.

Or not two lovers.

Not two thieves.

Jimmy!

Go on, get in there!

What news?

What news?

Oh, everywhere the same tale.

Nothing can be done without money.

You put me in here. You must get me out.

Cheese. I tell you not to bring cheese. It disturbs my liver. Oh, I'll never

forgive myself.

I thought they'd put you in debtor's jail just for a few weeks.

But how was I to know that you've been dealing in contraband?

Contraband? A few dozen bottles of Holland's gin?

Oh, what a country. Have you seen my ambassador?

Yes. He can do nothing.

In bed?

Oh, for you.

Have you lain with him? He has a wife.

Oh, damn his wife.

Mounted wife.

Lie with the whole court diplomatique. But get me out of this hole.

And one more thing. Don't bring cheese.

Not awaits the sinner, but the bottomless pit and the boiling

Repent and ye shall be saved.

Saved from what?

Your soul shall be saved.

It's Maneka once saved.

What's it say?

Watch today.

Monday.

Oh, there is a mistake.

They have the wrong name.

You tell that to the hangman.

My poor friend.

I am a good Catholic.

I shall write to the Pope. You...

Don't tell me of her name, sir.

Marie Lachour.

Sarah Mott.

Maggie Mann.

Jane Folly.

Alice Holland.

Annie Hughes.

Mo Flanders.

Bertha Smith.

Emma Martin.

Ellen Jones.

Those who have enjoyed the wicked part of my story, Would rather, perhaps, I

left the good part out.

But can they be thought to relish my sins and my crimes and find my

tedious?

Would they rather this story were a complete tragedy?

I will hurry over the instructive details of my conversion and come to

believed was the last day of my life.

Under the awful threat of the gallows, I had come to sincere repentance.

It would certainly have lasted, I think.

Until the Friday. But on Thursday, the very day before I was due to be

hanged.

But I've tried. I've tried everything.

Try, try.

But it's hopeless.

There's nothing that can be done now. It's impossible.

One last chance.

Welcome, on behalf of the Board of Guardians, in worship, the Lord Mayor of

London. How are you, George?

A fine nautical welcome, Abel.

I see you still run your jail like a man of war.

Like a flagship, my Lord Mayor.

Falling astern.

And to the ensign of spiritual grace, we lead this fleet of lost souls towards

the shores of redemption.

Amen.

The yard, my Lord Mayor, where the prisoners have the benefit of healthy

exercise and the blessing of fresh air.

The pump.

The pump.

Which, uh, doctor would tell you gives an ample supply of wholesome water.

Speak up, man.

All rich in mineral salts and other health -giving elements.

And the, uh, darts of the prisoners, doctor?

Oh, we send them to the scaffold plump as pullets. That's enough, man. Uh, to

right the, uh, men's quarters and, uh, left the female quarters.

Oh, my lord mayor, dear good...

I plead for a prisoner of noble birth, most monstrously sentenced to be hanged.

Hey, my good woman, this is not a court of appeal.

It actually complains to the proper quarter.

Here, my good lord, are the commodious premises designed for the reception of

our... William.

William. Oh, William.

Sir. William, I do beseech you. Use your influence for one most unjustly

betrayed and condemned... My dear, I am but a member of the board of governors.

I have no say in such matters.

Pray to the good Lord for his deliverance and get him a good lawyer.

Why, William.

Oh, Maggie, how nice to see you again. You ought to come here more often.

Why don't you get us out of here?

And this, my Lord, is the condemned home.

These unhappy creatures are to hang tomorrow.

Let us hope they have repented of their sins. Amen.

But in one case a most striking achievement has been made by way of

the one in the middle.

Ma Flanders. I should think she's had plenty to repent about.

I can tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind repenting with her.

But, William, please.

Ma.

Ma.

My wife.

And the black velvet band she was wearing was tied

in her red golden hair.

Her eyes, they shone like emeralds. They called her

the fairest of fair.

And the black velvet band she was wearing...

was tied in her red golden hair.

Wake up, sweetheart!

No questions.

There is little time.

Can you sign your name, girl?

Yes, but... Then do so. Both names, there and there.

Both names?

As the widow of Sir William, to whom you were lawfully married, your true name

is Lady Godolphin. So kindly sign Moll... Moll Godolphin, there where I've

indicated.

Under expectations of an inheritance of 50 ,000 pounds, you are borrowing 1 ,000

at interest.

Your late husband... Died without making a will. You are his sole beneficiary,

Lady Godolphin.

For 500 pounds, you may buy a reprieve. Your sentence will be reduced to

transportation to America.

I will see that the money gets to the proper person.

All I ask in return is that you lend me a like amount to secure

the reprieve of the Count.

I wish to borrow 5 ,000 pounds. For what? I wish to buy the reprieve for

other persons.

Any more reprieves will cost 1 ,000 each. Guinness.

750. 800.

Pounds. Done.

And 500 more for my own pocket to get started in America.

Dumbed if I know where you want to go there.

I'd rather be hanged.

Excuse me, madam.

I'm no convict and have the precedence of a voluntary passenger.

Strike off these ignoble chains that only injustice could have forged.

Where have I been? Never to have set my eyes on the most beautiful woman in the

world.

On second thoughts, no.

Leave the last chain on.

Come along, my dear.

My darling.

I, James, take thee, Moll, to be my lawful wedded wife.

I, James, take thee, Moll, to be my lawful wedded wife.

To have and to hold from this day forward.

To have and to hold from this day forward.

For better, for worse. For richer, for poorer.

In sickness and in health.

For better.

For worse.

For richer.

For poorer.

In sickness and in health.

To love and to cherish.

Till death do us part.

To love and to cherish.

Oops. I'm so sorry.

Till death do us part.

According to God's holy ordinance, and thereto I plight thee my troth.

to God's holy ordinance, and thereto I plight thee my troth.

I now pronounce you man and watch, er, man and wife.

It is usual to pay a parson for a wedding, sir. Does a captain accept a

Well, you can give me a ceiling for luck.

I have it.

I shan't need this anymore.

Who said I was deceived when I married a girl for her money?

I've married a fortune.

And a very good fortune, too.

Just a moment. Just a moment. Just a moment. Are you accusing me, sir? You

I have nothing in my pocket.

I've been so hurt in all my life.