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these are places with names so beautiful
My boyhood imaginings were that my destiny lay
But destiny has taken a less romantic turn.
Instead I have become an ink-stained printer
Reluctantly in my profession I've had to learn
But this story is not imagined, and even though
In the summer of 1817 England may have appeared
Repressive laws had been enacted, and it was not uncommon
But in spite of these measures, one traveler
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Where is my wife, where is Mrs. Hunt?
- She's gone inside.
- George, will you all go home, please?
- The villagers are after the five shillings
- George do get about your business.
- A foreigner?
- And what has such a story to do with
- He was a French spy.
Whoa, thank you Valiet, will you wait for me please?
Big house but very ordinary people.
- Mr. Worrall has gone to Bristol.
- Caraboo.
- Caraboo, is that her name?
- Caraboo.
- Worrall, worrall, I am Mrs. Worrall.
- Worrall, Worrall.
- Ella, have Mr. Frixos attend me in the drawing room.
Hurry along.
- She not Greek, she not Turkish.
Yes madam.
- Do you speak any other foreign language?
- Only English.
- Is it her turban that makes her
- Madam she is gypsy, I throw her out.
- I'm not so sure.
Frixos, take her down to the servant's hall
So have you got a name then?
- Cat's got her tongue?
- Hey.
- Don't you like meat then?
- I don't trust her.
Mrs. Worrall, I a little anxious what Mr. Worrall say
- Oh Frixos, what Mr, Worrall has to say
- Sweet dreams.
- God almighty, I need a shot.
Frixos, get me a drink.
Good morning sir, sir.
- That is a bust of Homer on the table
- Oh, that is a filthy beggar.
- A beggar? - Yes sir.
- A beggar? - Yes sir.
- Oh.
- The poor were rioting last night.
Does she have any property
- What is your name?
And she has no money.
Bring him in.
Do you know this woman?
- No sir.
I've seen him jabbering with her sir.
- And what is that?
Caraboo.
- Worrall. - Worrall.
- What is she saying?
- Are you mocking this court, McCarthy?
- I don't believe it either.
- Well I wouldn't believe a word that comes out
I know that ignorance of the law is no defense
I implore you, Mr. Haythorne.
- I've placed this girl under the supervision
McCarthy, three months in the house of detention, vagrancy.
- Mrs. worrall, Gutch, Felix Farley's Bristol Journal.
- Mr. Gutch, in view of the articles
- Good morning Mr. Gutch.
I had never clapped eyes on an Oriental princess before.
As a journalist I know that people will believe two things.
And that's the way of the world,
- There.
Worrall.
- Fancy Mrs. Worrall, royalty.
- You go imply in your newspaper that we are guilty
Don't you try worming your way
- Mrs. Worrall.
- Oh goodness, what is she doing?
Frixos, get over there and get her down.
Caraboo Mr. Worrall.
- Princess, my dear, come on, this way now, come to me.
- You are the butler, aren't you Frixos?
- Oh, Mr, Gutch, - Mrs. Worrall.
I'm not entirely accustomed to addressing foreign royalty.
- You are amusing yourself at my expense, Mr. Gutch.
My dear.
- Would it be appropriate to kiss her hand?
- Does she speak any English?
It seems that she was on a ship, that she jumped overboard
- Shipwrecked.
And that she escaped.
May I try a little experiment?
Gutch.
Caraboo.
Caraboo.
- I must tell Mr. Worrall.
- It's a good story, enslaved princess washed ashore
in England, sell a lot of newspapers.
- Mr. Worrall!
- I'd be interested in anything you might have to tell me.
- She very clever, this girl.
- Do you think she's a fraud?
Mr. Worrall is an idiot and Mrs. Worrall is too kind.
Is this the village of Almondsbury?
She drank it?
- She came with me on my cart with Amon
Anyway, then she ran off up to Almondsbury.
Psalms, hymns, prayers, rules, list of subscribers.
Is that what it says?
- Do you mind if I keep this?
- I can't read it anyway.
Of course this proved nothing
but the idea, the idea of it was almost too absurd
- I take no responsibility for any of this.
Perhaps this, or maybe this.
Of course, she wants her native attire.
- And to accompany this there is no.
No, no.
No.
- Is that what she wears, Mrs. Worrall?
- Your flag tells the world that our home
- You're a fraud, I know you're a fraud
No, personally I have pissed in it.
- Surely you only address a guest
- I'll take her upstairs, sweet dear creature.
I'd better go and see that she's comfortable.
What's the matter with you Frixos?
- What is your point, Frixos?
- That a lot of dog.
- That is a lot of dog.
- Look at this. - Oh, oh.
Look at this, Mr. Frixos.
- Oh, let's see, let's see, oh Mr. Frixos.
- Betty.
- Mr. Worrall, I'm not sure I should leave her
Stop it, Mr. Worrall.
- Princess, if you come clean
You see, we're not gonna have you lording over us
- We want to look at your arms.
Your arms, here, have a look.
- It seems she don't like men.
- See, of course she don't have any.
- So where else do savages put their tattoos, Mr. Frixos?
Oh, Mr. Frixos, look at that.
- Was that you screaming, Mr. Frixos?
- I am not often wrong, Mrs, Wilberforce.
But I was wrong about her.
- Thank you Betty.
- Fine, thank you.
- Frixos.
- You print the works of Mr. Coleridge.
A poet of great imagination.
She bite me, she bite me so hard.
And now I have no more doubt, only a savage would do this.
- My God, it's severe, but it's not proof, Frixos.
And I see in the book of Mr. Cook's voyages in the Pacific.
- Really, that is interesting.
She had very beautiful leg for a savage.
- It is a sizeable place, there should be
Look at Baggers who took the salon trade
Well find out who did it and get rid of them.
- I think she's saying she did it.
Caraboo.
- You must bring her to Bath.
Javasoo costume, my dear could you imagine the sensation
I'm so pleased you could come.
What is it, Frixos?
- Cinnamon, sandalwood.
- Xanadu did Kublai Khan, a stately pleasure dome decree.
- Cardamom? - Cardamom.
Oh my God.
- There is also the diplomatic aspect.
- That would please Mrs. Worrall a good deal, I dare say.
- Oh my dear, what is the matter?
No, no stop, please stop playing.
- Play on, please play on.
- It is honor to play for one so sensitive
Preposterous couple.
- A monopoly, a spice monopoly.
I'm going to be so rich.
- Of course without seeing the tattoo
- She's an imposter.
But at least she is an imaginative one.
In fact, I should be intrigued to see
No,
No, ah, Malboric.
No, aha, Mangean.
No. Ah, Mandarin
No?
No.
Do you know what this is?
Of course you do, it's a counting string.
Common to every known culture of the Orient.
Perhaps you'd like to demonstrate to these gentlemen
Show us six.
Aha, by her calculations there are in the region
- Tell me that's not a heathen.
It's most intriguing.
- Goodbye, I presume.
- Gently around my arm, simple as that.
This is the proper way.
You're a terrible student.
- Caraboo, Caraboo.
It's a surprise.
- Round, the world is round.
I tried to imagine her in her world.
But I kept going back to a more intriguing
♪ Why should you let your wandering eyes ♪
♪ You take such fatal ways to win ♪
♪ The brutal vice which reason lied ♪
- Thank you for seeing me, you have an excellent choir.
- Worrall, enormously grateful for this opportunity.
Her ladyship hasn't stopped talking about this
- Good, good.
- Apthorpe and Hobhouse approached me in town.
- Oh Mr. Gutch, I did enjoy your article
If this girl had really
If she'd been so imaginative as to do that
- The Dutch have colonized many islands in the East Indies
Thank you.
- Have you ever been to London?
- Ah, Caraboo book.
Ah, so you've seen it before.
- Did someone give it to you?
Did someone give it to you?
- Caraboo book.
If I may,
- I'm sorry, I'm going to use it.
- Princess, princess, the tattoo.
With your permission, princess.
You can trust me, I'll just have a little look.
This is a scholarly investigation.
Just a little further, oh yes, yes.
No, princess, that is too far, my heavens, perfection.
Mrs. Worrall.
- Mr. Wilkinson, it's Sunday.
- I'm sure you were Mr. Wilkinson.
But I do feel in the interests of propriety
- Never in my lifetime has such a flame
- Poor man.
- Made a bloody fool of himself, a bloody fool.
He served his purpose.
I want some peace around here, it's like having
- Mr. Worrall.
You are finished sir.
- You're a long way from home and perhaps lonely.
A princess' duty is to her station, her royal station.
- Rijang, I knew she was telling the truth, those eyes.
Any man obsessed is to be pitied.
And it wasn't just the story I was obsessed with.
If I did discover a different tale
to publish it would be to condemn her.
- I'll never take in another one from the Magdalene.
♪ Good is the Lord whose liberal hand ♪
♪ Is steady opened wide ♪
- Ah, here's a little person, where is everyone?
♪ Earth is dead ♪
- Look at this.
- Rupert, I have been explaining to the princess
- The bitch. - Which one?
Good morning, John Gutch to see Mrs. Peake.
- We've had three girls from the charity in the last year.
In fact, when Harrison asked her how long
- What did she look like, this girl?
Was she beautiful?
But men often have such different views.
You wouldn't describe her as beautiful
Thank you very much.
That means goodbye.
- In what language? - It's Mary's language.
With those three words
♪ Balls of wits and wicked stardust ♪
- Your royal highness, may I present her royal highness
- May we instruct our new cousin in the new
- An imprudent choice of costume, Charles.
- Now, it's really terribly simple.
Back, side, together, one, two, three.
Back, side, together, one, two, three.
Margaret, she's a very good little dancer.
You shall live in it.
- I'm not going in.
I'm certainly not going in.
I feel ridiculous.
- Highness.
- Who is that fellow?
- Mary, Mary Baker, I know that you are
Mary Baker from Witherich, I fear for you.
I fear that you'll be discovered.
- Stop it, I know you are Mary Baker.
Mary, I care what happens to you.
Princess?
- Princess, may we have the pleasure
of the next dance?
Who was that fellow, looked like Byron.
- This way sir.
- Wake up, wake up, - What's happening?
- It's morning.
- Are they still dancing?
- No, no, it's quiet.
- God's teeth, what shall we do?
Do you think we should go in?
Yes, I'll wait here.
- Oh, Jane, what a shame you're so late.
You missed a marvelous evening.
Well of course you were, silly girl.
- Well done, Mrs. Worrall, my darling, darling woman.
Mr. Worrall sir, sir.
- God, they've sent troops after us.
Halt, halt in the name of the Prince Regent.
- Lieutenant Gordon at your service ma'am.
- Ha, jolly good, well done.
Convey our gratitude to his royal highness, carry on.
March!
This girl's story would sell
I put her at enough risk already.
Here's the piece on the ball.
- Ah, at a ball given in her honor by Lord and Lady Apthorpe
- Go on, Mr. Frixos.
- But her most ardent and persistent admirer
- I hope your majesty will approve
- Does she understand?
- She will.
- Please go on, Mrs. Peake.
- When I told Charlotte about the princess
- Mary?
Mary?
Mary, don't you recognize me?
- Mrs. worrall, there's no doubt about it.
- Is this true?
- Very sorry ma'am, I'm very sorry.
- Worthless, because of her, worthless!
- But a trial, a spectacle, surely we don't want to
- We are really the guilty ones.
- Who's guilty, us?
- And as Christians we are taught blessed are the merciful.
Don't we Sam?
- Mr. Worrall, until now I was not fully aware
- Well hang her tomorrow, are you with me?
- I'm with you, of course,
- Mrs. worrall, may I have a word with you please?
- Mr. Worrall says he's gonna have her hanged.
Will they do it do you think?
- Yes, but to be hanged.
- Well, I wish I had the pluck to do what she done.
She made fools of them all, see, and she had
That girl danced all night with the Prince Regent.
- That's Worrall's best claret.
To her royal highness, she not Greek, she not French.
She not Indian, she not African, she not Russian.
She our own princess, long live the Princess Caraboo.
- Long live the Princess Caraboo.
- I suppose you've come to tell me you told me so.
- I'm sorry to have deceived Mrs. Worrall
I don't mind about them.
- They're the ones that may cost you.
- Well, I don't care what they do to me.
- I care what they do to you.
I don't think what you've done is reprehensible.
- Adventure, I suppose it was.
- How did you make up the story, invent the language?
- Is that what it is?
It wasn't nothing difficult.
Them sailors all have tales to tell of far-off lands
I seen a French girl begging, and I see how good she does
But they take me to see a Frenchman.
I don't know, it was easy.
When I was her, the princess, I was her.
I just become her, it comes natural
- I'd like to hear you tell her story.
- I'm not telling it, you'll be here all night.
From the moment where she escapes
- "Land ho," cries the sailor.
Now the princess don't know what that means
And the princess is so happy at the sight of this land
You laughing at me, Mr. Gutch?
- Not in the least, it's very beautiful.
Go on with it, please.
- And when her tears had dried so that she could see
she saw England, a land of unhappiness and misery.
The folks are begging and hungry.
The princess wandered across the country
But then she came to a village where they reported her
'Cause princesses don't ever beg.
Even when they're dying of hunger they don't beg.
So she done nothing wrong, and that's the truth.
I done nothing wrong, not really.
Not enough to be hanged for.
- I'll do whatever I can for you Mary, I promise.
- Would you make sure that these are delivered to Mr. Gutch?
- Thank you.
- Ask him to wait in the library.
- Who insists?
This is scandalous, - It is.
- And these documents prove that you have
- I would have thought it sufficient to know
But I have a proposal, an exchange.
- Oh ma'am.
- Don't thank me child, you owe your deliverance
- Oh.
- I wish you every success and happiness
- Thank you Mr. Frixos.
- Mr. Worrall, after 10 years of marriage
I've arranged lodgings for you in Bristol.
The servants will remain with me, of course
You'll need a housekeeper.
- Perhaps you'll write to me.
I'd like to hear how Princess Caraboo
- New World, it will be a new world for me.
Maybe I won't ever be coming back.
- Perhaps you will one day.
- You might find your way to America one day.
- I couldn't ask for more than that.
In a way that I never expected
What are the chances for love in a man's life?
Very few, maybe one, and I had not had the courage
to declare myself, instead the coward in me
- I'm just down to the pie shop, do you want anything?
This was my reality, I was a printer, newspaper publisher
- Head her at the point, Mr. Marlowe.
- Mrs. worrall, Mrs. worrall, have you seen the paper?
- No, why?
- No, no, can't be true.
- Read it, very good story.
- The ship carrying Princess Caraboo to America
It's a very good story, it it true do you think?
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