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Thank you.

My name is Winifred Naughty, and I'm the sanest person I've ever met.

Lovely landscape, isn't it? I do so love the purple of the heather.

i am to work at enza house as a governess for the very respectable

pounds family after several years of failed starts at other somewhat less

respectable houses i can truthfully say i'm very much looking forward to it

Yes? Good day, sir.

My name is Winifred Notty. I've been employed here as... Servant central.

Oh, but I'm not a... This

won't be like the other times.

Who are you?

How do you do? I'm Winifred Notty, the new governess.

That, the new governess?

Yes. Winifred Notty, so pleased to meet you. I possess a letter of employment.

What is it? Who are you talking to?

Winifred Notty, Mum.

The new governess.

You are Winifred Notty?

I expect you had a fair journey. It was picturesque.

It is cold.

Did you get colder?

I can bear the cold.

A governess's quarters are one of the smaller rooms.

Shall we disapprove of unnecessary finery?

The enjoyment of luxury represents a moral degradation most unbefitting of a

governess.

I suppose this will do.

Oh, yes.

The room appears less rat-infested than my previous lodgings.

Your trunk will be brought up momentarily.

You are to descend to meet Mr. and Mrs. Pounds as soon as the dinner bell rings.

They shall expect you in the dining room.

What's the master like?

Do not keep him waiting.

And wash up.

You smell.

I shall strive to be worthy of this family.

I trust your journey was a pleasant one?

Yes.

What? What?

Miss Natty.

Naughty.

Your advertisement in the Times stated that your father is a clergyman.

Indeed.

Reverend Naughty is not, of course, my real father.

But I have learned to refer to him as such.

Very good.

And your mother?

Ten months dead.

Oh, that is a pity.

A mother's presence in their home is vital.

Otherwise, who else would instill in the children a sense of morality and

tenderness? A governess, for one, I would expect.

Where are you from, Miss Naughty?

Pope Fernan.

Pope Fernan. Isn't that where the babies were found murdered?

It is common for those I've encountered to inquire about the babies.

Nothing like that ever happens around here, I'm afraid.

What a pity.

Grimwald's is a very safe and solid village.

Your advertisement stated...

that reject instruction in French, English, writing, drawing, dancing, and

arithmetic. And pianoforte.

Well, we should like our son, Andrew, suitable for boarding school by the end

of the year.

Our daughter, Drusilla's, education must be substantially less vigorous.

She's at an age where she risks her fertility through the ravages of over

-education. I read that in the Times.

I take this to mean Drusilla will be doing much more mental needlework. Just

make them smart.

Well, Andrew, anyway.

They were not too smart. No, exactly.

Not excessively smart, but learned. You do what you've got to do to drill it in.

No, but we do not abide corporal punishment in this house.

It is apparently all the rage now not to slap children. Yes, in fact, we'd rather

you not touch the children at all. I shan't even look at them.

That was naughty.

You were certainly very promising.

We are happy to have found you.

I give you my word I shall strive to be... I shall strive to be worthy of

this family!

I acknowledge I may have made certain inadvisable choices in the past, but on

this, my first morning at Ensor House, I am greeted by the certainty that all

shall be different.

This time, they shall love me.

It's time to get to my tea.

Hush now, hush now. Your new governess is here.

You best be good.

Who do we have here?

What is your name, governess?

I'm Winifred Notty.

I hope you're good at telling bedtime stories, Winifred Notty.

Our previous governess wasn't, and she lost her place.

Master Andrew.

And you must be Drusilla.

I am very much looking forward to teaching you both.

Please, sit.

We're going to start with the most important thing there is to learn.

What is the most important thing in life?

I wonder if these particular children are idiots.

Some children are just quiet, but some are idiots.

Right from wrong.

Peter's home, in the schoolroom, at the dining table.

The rules of society should be ever maintained.

Everyone must know their place.

But what if you don't like your place?

One grows to like it.

You were born into poverty and have been punished for it, though it wasn't your

fault.

Do you not find that unfair?

I do not.

Going against the comforts of the rich and the privations of the poor is going

against God's appointment.

Then why do some people stray from God's appointment, Miss Naughty?

Can you touch it?

Can you smell it?

Can you taste it on your tongue?

Feel it rolling around inside you and squeezing,

squeezing hard?

before the lunch bell.

Miss Notty?

Yes, Andrew?

I'm finding I do not much care for walking.

What were your previous charges like, Miss Notty?

Two little girls about your age.

Twins, very sweet and obedient.

Are they grown up and married now?

They went missing.

Oh. Yes, they were very naughty, really.

Prone to running off.

What about the one before them?

He drowned.

Hush now, Winnie.

What's that?

My dear.

The tail has been cut off.

It doesn't ever tell you, little idiot. It's a roe deer.

I think it's alive.

May you come across an animal in pain.

The most thing to do is to kill it.

Miss Naughty, it didn't look to be in any pain.

Oh, but it was, Andrew, it was.

It's tremendous pain.

All living creatures are.

The, uh, scullery maid is here, madam.

The who?

The scullery maid for the, uh, hair.

Oh, yes. Bring her in.

Remove your cap, undo your hair, turn around.

Hopefully I was kidding.

Don't be sad.

This is for your benefit.

Now you won't go leaving strands in the supermarket.

Go, go, go, go, go. You're leaving hair everywhere.

Mother, are you in pain?

I beg your pardon?

Miss Nottie said all living creatures are.

She cracked a roadie's skull opening wide.

Miss Nottie, am I to understand you told my children that all living creatures

are in pain?

I'm happy to say this isn't so, Mrs. Pounce, as none of what Andrew said

transpired. Are you saying my son isn't truthful?

Do you suggest I breed lies?

Au contraire.

You ought to be congratulated on Andrew's wild imagination.

It indicates you've allowed him to roam free intellectually to explore all

recesses of his mind so that one day he might become a wonderful mill owner.

that sometimes I say silly things.

And you don't have to tell Mama about all the silly things I say.

Why do you say silly things?

Well, we all do.

For instance, if you were to say, oh, please, not my daughter's fingers.

Now you say it.

Oh, please, not my daughter's fingers.

Not my...

To his fingers.

You see, you said it.

And it might sound strange, but it's only silliness.

Don't you agree?

So you won't tell Mama next time, will you?

Wouldn't it be awful if I had to leave Ensor House?

You are my family.

This is my home.

This is how societies fall.

Entire fortunes inherited by preposterously stupid firstborn sons.

what that's done.

Sure I don't know what you mean.

Well then, I suppose that won't be bothered by my sharing this information.

Won't be hard to confirm.

That has left a lot of chaos in thy wake.

Blinksterol, was it?

work there. Told me all about thee.

He'll be thrilled to know thy whereabouts, no doubt.

What do you want?

Fifty pound.

And how do you imagine I could procure such a fee as a mere governess?

Well, I suppose if thou don't have the money, then I'm going to go to Mr.

Pound's with what I know.

Meet me out back.

Tonight.

With money.

Else I suppose we can establish some other sort of arrangement.

How does that morning end at that?

And at what then?

What's that doing?

Mother first tried to kill me when I was 18 months old.

Yours is a soul wrapped in darkness, she said.

I can feel it within my ribs, pacing like a caged animal.

Most fear their darkness, but I feel tenderly towards mine.

It seeks only to protect me.

From other people.

Their ridiculous rules.

From dreariness.

From fear.

I must have swallowed it.

Or perhaps it swallowed me.

In any case, we are together now.

Till the end.

I was fetching some more milk

and bread for Master Andrew.

He says his teeth hurt.

But that, that was outside, wasn't that?

I saw thee, out by the pigsty, talking with the gardener.

Fortunately, I saw him on the way to the privy.

One's bodily functions are so shameful, especially women's. I waited for

everyone to fall asleep.

My lord, what happened to thee?

Oh.

A great evil befell me.

An evil?

the privy.

I was attacked by a ghoul.

A ghoul?

Yes.

Yes. It attacked me viciously. I only barely managed to make it out alive.

And the house was plagued by a ghoul.

Of course.

We need to tell Mrs. Collins what we found this evening.

To be carted off to the asylum.

No one would believe it.

Perhaps he was already passing by.

Yes, I expect that's all of it. I expect I'll feel much better after a good

night's rest.

Good night.

Wait.

When are you going to fetch some milk?

I'm sure the boy's teeth will be alright.

What are you doing in here? I don't want to be left alone.

Now I know there's a call.

I thought I heard something in the rose bushes last night.

I found myself very agitated lately.

Distracted from my duties.

My mum always told me there's an evil in this world we models can't possibly

fathom.

I feel her out here in the auction malls more than ever.

This is a strange, incursive land.

Ever since I was a lass, I've known about evil in my bone.

Thank you, Miss Lamb, for your company tonight.

Please be safe upon your return to the nursery.

No, I don't want to leave yet. I'm too young to perish at the hands of a ghoul.

Oh, come into the house, Miss Lamb.

Please.

Good night.

After everything is gone, memories still remain.

But how to know now if they are memories of things that happened?

Of things I dreamed?

We are.

Handsome people.

Why not?

Indeed, sir.

That one's Augustus Pallons.

Did he ever live here at Ensor House?

No. Well, he was to inherit, but he was executed for committing buggery with his

horses.

Who's that?

Oh, that.

That is my father.

That is a piercing.

Yeah. Well, he was a piercing man, quite complicated.

You have his grace, sir.

Oh, I hope not.

Well, I rather hope I take after my mother.

Beautiful, if I may say so, sir.

She was no good at parties, but an heiress of a substantial and welcome

fortune, my father used to say.

Had a ring on her finger, the blue diamond. It's a prized and priceless

family heirloom.

Yeah, probably the syphilis.

Softened her before it killed her.

I see.

Did your father remarry?

No, my father was... How can I put it?

Married to his children.

Preferred the boys.

Me, most of all.

You know, it's not a... I am a scholar of the science of phrenology.

I can't help but notice your inquisitiveness towards my lineage.

Somewhere inside that remarkable temple is a large organ of curiosity.

I find myself asking, what else might one find inside this remarkable

temple?

I should like to offer you a thorough phrenological example.

Very beneficial. I mean, who knows?

John! What?

Here. Here.

John. What?

Cook informs me you're all out of black grouse. Oh, well, no. Good.

I mean, no. Fine.

Fine. Would you like another meat?

Yes. Any meat. All good. Fine.

pleasing to the eye.

In fact, I cannot believe I haven't noticed until now how very rouged your

cheeks and bright your eyes.

Thank you, Mrs. Pounce.

Yes.

They're almost excessively bright.

I could hope, Vernon, what did the, uh, ladies do for beauty?

I wouldn't really know about that.

No, no, of course not.

Some ladies strip belladonna into their eyes.

Really? Yes, it was thought to brighten the eye, widen it.

Interesting.

Miss Notte, I hope you do not consider this untoward, but I wonder if you might

assist me tomorrow in preparation of the family portrait.

I'd be happy to be of service.

Miss Notte!

The garden has disappeared.

I see. I wonder if the call got to him.

That was your voice, Miss Lamb. I'm sorry.

Does her think that perhaps the call got to him?

I don't know.

But I'd rather not talk of such matters, especially before taking to bed.

It might disturb our sleep.

Miss Lamb, what's the matter?

And you're asking to swallow leeches again. No, no, no.

I just... The previous governess, Miss Abel,

she was a good friend of mine.

Such a good friend.

So I thought.

But she disappeared suddenly.

I wonder now if they all got to her.

I wonder whether Miss Lamb could truly be so naive.

He is so naive.

That is rather sweet.

You're not alone.

I just think it could be worse. They could be three bounce children.

I think it's nothing.

Truly.

That's such a kind hearted person.

I'm not used to having a friend.

They so often don't last.

I pray that Mama and Papa be struck with good health.

And I suppose Drusilla.

May I grow up to have a very subservient wife.

Amen.

Very good, Andrew.

Thank you, dear Winnie.

May I call you Winnie?

You may call me Fred, but Fred is not a lady's name. Fred is the name of the

demon that lives inside me.

He gives on such a dreamy wet look, like a heroine in a spell novel.

You know more of these things than a governor should.

But my lady's maid is woefully ignorant. It really is a disgrace.

Do you know what I paint?

Only fallen women wear eye paint.

Do we have any eye paint?

No. Well, I do not want it. You do not need it, Mrs. Pounce.

I dare say your eyes are brightening by the second.

Oh, gosh.

Can it really...

see anymore. Is that normal? What is there to see, really?

Beauty is within.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

Emilio, bring the beetroot.

What are you doing?

I apologize.

I love beets.

I would like a pineapple.

It's just the most exotic of fruits.

That is a frivolous expense, Andrew.

Miss Abel told us that sometimes people take pineapples to parties to display

their wealth.

Aren't we wealthy?

You mustn't talk when your mouth is full. It will choke, Andrew.

Excuse me. May I have some water, please?

You must be thirsty after your nighttime activities.

This won't be like the other times. This won't be like the other times. This

won't be like the other times. This won't be like the other times.

Not to worry about Miss Nottie. Not at all.

They'll be right sooner now.

That was so brave.

I could never do what that has done.

So elegant.

So dignified.

So,

arriving on the morrow.

Who did this?

Mr. Pound's razor was discovered in one of the housemaid's bedrooms, ma'am.

Soiled with paint.

Charlotte will be sent to the workhouse to plant straw, and the paintings will

be replaced before the unveiling.

How do you think I had that woman sleeping in my house? Indeed.

We're all quite shaken.

Charlotte would never do such a thing. Oh yes, oh yes, she would.

I saw the way she rearranged the cushions in the drawing room.

You're no good mage to have creative aspirations!

I don't wish to speak out of turn.

Big red changes in her mood and her contradictory instructions quite

bewildered me.

Felt alone, Miss Nutty. I believe all the servants feel that way, and if they

deny it, tis only to gain favour with her.

I do suspect even the dogs feel it, Miss Lampton.

May I tell you a secret?

Aye, please.

One day, I'll become a member of the Pound family.

A lady's maid.

It's not in our incorrigible hours.

A member of the Bounds family.

I fear I am succumbing to elaborate flights of fancy.

I must not let that happen.

for a weekend in the countryside to celebrate how being wealthy feels.

That posture suggests a bad soldier, sir.

Yes.

Let us hide our two selves from them.

How good to see you, Marigold.

What a lovely pineapple you have.

Marigold must have come into some wealth in order to afford pineapples.

Oh, please. She must certainly rent it.

I'm so happy for you to meet the newest addition to our family.

Servants, bring me the Duchess.

Duchess, I wasn't aware you'd acquired a peerage. So joyous for one so young.

Duchess is the model of the baby carriage.

My son's name is William.

William Ebenezer Poncey Fancy.

Heir to the family name and fortune.

You will do great things.

And I pray I may bear witness to them all.

Mike?

Mr. Bounce.

Yes?

Might I have a private word with you sometime today?

Private word? Yes, absolutely.

After the unveiling.

Is everything in order?

It won't be.

Gather round, gather round, everybody.

As you can see, our very good friend, Mr. Fishel, has kindly prepared what he

promises will be a dazzling entertainment for us all. So, Mr.

Fishel, dazzle.

Yes, as you all know, I have recently made a taxing but successful journey to

Egypt.

My most remarkable find.

by far was the discovery of a buried pyramid.

With great strength of spirit, I set 80 Arab children to work for 16 days and

nights to unearth the structure.

They called me mad.

But luckily, for mankind, I persisted. And on the 17th day,

a sickly child spotted a small opening between two stones.

Too small for me to fit inside.

But when the child crawled in, he found himself in a massive chamber.

Rooms and rooms brimming with tombs.

It was in this so-called mummy pit that he found himself surrounded by

bodies. Bodies as far as the eye could see.

piled on top of each other, leaning against the walls.

And so, dear guests, and dear, dear hosts, it is without further

ado that I present to you the mummy of Gornav.

John? Yes.

John? Yes.

Yes.

Mr. Fisherall continues to undress what I now see is the corpse of a woman.

Oh, such high cheekbones.

He unrolls her pelvis with a particular kind of glee that suggests he has done

this to women before.

What a wonderful moment.

I've seen better.

Josetta! How dare you!

Repugnant!

Vile!

Disgusting!

Extremely disappointing.

I'm sorry.

There's sin in my heart.

Father, I am sorry.

Oh, you will be.

Hold your arm out, my darling.

Oh, please.

You have an underdeveloped organ of respect, Drusilla. We need to enlarge it

through experience and fear.

you have to learn and that way you will prevail in life now hold your hand out

straight if you don't want to lose it

I hope Drusilla will regret this, and she will remember it.

Still.

You are to go to your room and not come down for dinner.

Leave.

I pray I shall be able to draw the illustrations again.

But better.

Some of the angles were all wrong.

And I pray that next time I can more accurately capture Father's idiocy.

Drusilla, that's not very nice.

Apologies.

I pray that next time I shall more accurately capture Father's limited

mental capacity.

There is a darkness within Drusilla.

I wonder if it has been her companion since birth.

Or if I awakened it.

Miss Naughty?

Yes, Mrs. Potts. I am so glad to have found you before bed.

You see, I was just contemplating the disastrous occurrence earlier today.

My daughter is your charge, Miss Naughty.

And yet, you have allowed her to become utterly uncivilized.

And yet here you are, residing in my house.

So, you see my predicament?

Predicament?

Well, Miss Noddy, if you do not consider it abominable for my daughter to behave

like a beast, surely you'll have no trouble doing the same.

I'm terribly sorry for the service I...

Do not play coy with me, Miss Nottie.

Into the kennel.

Get in.

You shall sleep here tonight.

Go on.

In you go.

I shall not be humiliated in my own home.

Good night.

Perhaps this will be like the other times.

Mum, it's dirty.

What's happened to thee?

Was it the goal?

No.

What have they done to thee?

Come here.

Let's get that cleaned up before Mrs Fancy wakes from her share of illness.

Those beasts.

They're so cruel.

I wrote a letter to me mam last night.

Most people here are so cruel.

But not thee, Miss Notty.

I made sure to tell her that. Not thee.

But a lot of the others.

Mrs Pounds.

And the housekeeper.

And the footman even.

The gardener was the worst of the lot.

Thank goodness he's gone.

And murdered their gardener.

Well done.

So's him right.

He missed himself as he bled out.

That's right, naughty.

I bet he would.

He tried to prevent me from being here, but I couldn't have that.

So I killed him.

For I belong here.

What a joke.

Nothing to get vexed over.

It's true what they say about thee.

The housekeeper says thou readst books back to front.

She says that in line with the devil.

Come now.

The scholar in bed says she's seen thee squatting over the swans at dawn naked.

I'll admit that one is difficult to explain.

I'll tell everyone, everyone about thy perversions.

They'll never love thee.

Oh my god.

I find, as so often happens when one slits an infant's carotid artery, that

the baby is dead.

Don't go in the nursery!

The baby's sleeping!

Unfortunately, I've not thought this through.

While the garments are bloodied, the stains could pass for feeding stains.

Probably.

Possibly.

I won't bother with rationalizations.

I found that, when faced with the inexplicable, humans will explain away

most horrors.

What was I saying?

You were saying, kill them.

Kill them all. The raptured whores do not deserve my... something.

All right.

Let's settle down.

Andrew, please continue reading from the book we were reading from.

You know, it's been one week since the nurse Sulan vanished.

God, it's weird.

Just disappeared in the middle of the night with no word or warning.

Where did she go, Miss Naughty?

Is that rhetorical?

She did not tell you anything, did she?

Thank goodness.

Telling the shrubs.

No.

Because you did spend rather a lot of time giggling together in hallways, did

you not?

Such soft insights.

I hope you're not suggesting anything untoward was going on, Mrs. Pants.

I would never.

In any case, the children are now solely under your supervision.

I hope you're up for the challenge.

Of course, Mrs. Pounce.

I think you should know that Andrew is displeased with you as of late.

I'm sorry to hear that.

And Drusilla?

Drusilla will.

Who cares?

But Andrew is heir to the family name. And with his birthday soon upon us,

well, I hope you understand the importance of what I am saying.

Improve yourself and make everything right.

I shall make Andrew.

inside. I do.

I do.

But I try not to pander to it, I promise you I try.

But you know, I had it ever since I was a little girl.

That's where my father left me. He's hard on me.

He asked my mother to kill me.

To dump my little head in a baptismal font and hold me down.

will make you happy, Andrew.

What do you want?

I want you to leave.

I don't like you.

I think you're scary.

I think you're the reason Nurse left.

You frightened her away because you are frightening.

That's not very nice.

Are you the devil under my bed?

There's no devil under your bed.

Yes, there is.

Well, it's not.

Finally, we are alone.

And I must say, I... I can't help noticing that your attitude has been

somewhat concerning, I've led.

Some of the servants, indeed the children, have become wary of your

behaviour.

Now, I'm a man of science.

I am not inclined to dismiss a trusted servant.

without a proper exploration of the the causes the forces of the work so i

propose we proceed with the phrenological examination of which we

spoke that way we may find solutions to these problems that are mutually

beneficial yes yes excellent so

Sit.

Now, let's see what we're working with here.

Oh, it's a good shape.

Ah!

Yes, it's a very healthy organ of obedience.

Do you feel that?

You already do that sir Oh

You have a shrunken and underserved organ of lust.

Right here.

Do you feel that?

Yes, I do, sir.

Mary, let's not speak.

Mr.

Pounce, I am your daughter.

I've been searching for you for a very long time.

I've looked for many men named John Pounce hoping to find you.

But when I arrived here at Ensor House, I saw the ball crest atop the door.

on Harley Street.

She kept your letters until she died.

Who are you referring to?

Helen Goodwin, sir.

nothing to do with this.

The child you claim is mine.

You must not come near me or my family. I urge you to kill it.

No, I wish I could never.

Kill it, Helen, and be done with it.

I did not wish to startle you.

I see.

And the servants know all of this?

I did not tell them, sir.

The children? No, not the children, Charlie.

Clearly a forgery.

In the light of which, I'm afraid I cannot countenance your continued

involvement in this household, Miss Lottie.

You must leave on the morrow, and we will manage Andrew's birthday somehow.

I knew it was you.

Did you know?

You don't understand.

It's not you.

You are dismissed.

There's no reason for it to be unpleasant.

Here.

Some money.

And I wish you safe travels.

I love you, Father.

Let's be civilized about this. Let's be reasonable, please. We can tell Andrew

together. Give me his birthday present.

You dare to frighten me?

Pack your things and get out the house immediately.

Don't speak to my children. Don't even look at my wife.

Get out.

Please. If you only get to know me, you'll love me. You'll love me, Mother.

Listen to me very carefully.

You will never be a part of this family.

Your mother should have killed you when I told you.

I'm telling thee, we have a ghost.

Don't fill your head with that nonsense.

I'll be taking an extra candle up to bed tonight.

You do that, we'll report you to the police.

You lock the battery tonight.

She's right, that nurse.

I fell down the set of stairs yesterday.

I felt someone push me.

Should have pushed you harder.

I can't wait for her to get to eat her proper booyah, basically get it into

that tub of spit you keep serving.

What is it?

Seems we've misplaced the keys.

Which ones?

does not everyone deserves

Let Fred out Let

Fred out!

Let Fred out.

Let Fred out.

We're expecting you.

You, uh... Please.

Please. Take a seat.

No, no, no.

Please. Take mine.

Sit. Sit.

Yes. Winifred, please. Sit.

You are, after all, the guest of honor.

Hmm?

There we are.

Mm-hmm.

Wait a minute.

I'm so very happy you've returned.

So am I, Mrs. Pants.

Oh, please.

Call me Emily.

Did anyone hear that?

No. I can't hear a thing. Not a thing.

Perhaps it's the music.

What music?

Of course.

It's the music.

Now, get up, everyone.

It's a feast after all.

I would like to propose a toast to Fred, who found her way

home.

To Fred, who found her way home.

What do you want to see?

Do you have anything to say? Any last words?

And I was the sanest person I ever met.