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Please look me away

and don't allow the day

here inside where I hide

with my loneliness

I don't care what they say

I won't stay
in a world without love

Birds sing out of tune

And rain clouds hide the moon

Me? I'm okay

here I 'ii stay

with my loneliness

I don't care what they say

I won't stay

in a world without love

so / wait

And in a while

I will see my true love smile

she may come, I know not when

When she does, I'll know

so, baby, until then

lock me away

And don't allow...

Beautiful gown, darling.

Thank you.

Fabulous.

I don't care what they say

I won't stay
in a world without love...

Who are you wearing?

Eloise Turner.

Who are you wearing?

Eloise t, of course.

Ellie Turner.

So I wait...

I know not when they come

I know not when they come

I know not when they come

I know not when they come

I know not when they come...

It's good news, isn't it?

Peggy: Eloise, post!

I know not when they come

Peggy: Ellie? Coming!

Well, what does it say?

I'm going to London.

I knew you would be.

- I'm going to London!
- I'm going to London.

I'm going to London.
I'm going to London.

I'm going to London.

Wishin' and hopin'
and thinkin'...

Eloise: You sure
I can take all of these?

Peggy: I got you hooked on them.

I can't deprive you now.

Do you have enough space?

Don't you need socks?

Socks.

This was one of the first times
your mum and me went to London.

God, the shops.

We used to look
at all the clothes.

Liberty. Selfridges.

Carnaby street.

The snooty shopgirls knew
we couldn't afford anything,

but they didn't know
we could copy it.

Take it.

No, I can't, gran.

Bring her up when I'm settled.

We'll have dinner at the
criterion, like in the photo.

We didn't eat there.
Couldn't afford to.

Just took a picture outside
and went to a wimpy.

When I'm a big-time fashion
designer, we'll go. Deal?

I don't think wimpy still exist.

You know what I mean.

I know how much you want this.

It was her dream, too,

but it's not
what you imagine, London.

Gran. You've got to
look out for yourself.

I know. But I'm
gonna say it anyway.

There are lots of bad guys.
You've got to be careful.

There's lots of bad
people. I'll be careful.

They're bad apples.

I'm scrappy. I can take 'em.

I'm just saying,
London can be a lot.

It was too much
for your mum, perhaps,

and she didn't have your gift.

My gift?

She didn't feel things,
see things like you do.

I... I worry you'll get
all overwhelmed again.

Gran, it's... it's not just
that I need to do this for me.

I really want to, for her.

And maybe it won't be so bad.

Maybe up there, I won't be
reminded of her so much.

Okay.

Besides...

I haven't even seen mum in ages.

Peggy: You'll call?

Eloise: You know I will.

Peggy: And if it all gets
too much in there,

you'll tell me? In the city?

In here.

Please don't do that
to yourself.

Don't do it to me, okay?

I love you.

Oh, Ellie.

I want us both to be there.

I won't let you guys down.

You never could.

Don't throw your love away

no, no, no, no

don't throw your love away

for you might need it

someday

don't throw your dreams away

No, no, no, no

keep them another day

For you might need them

someday

Don't throw your love away

No, no, no, no

don't throw your love away

Charlotte street, please.
My pleasure, darling.

D rive r: First time?

Eloise: I visited once
with my mum, but I was small.

It looks so different now.
It changes fast, all right.

But don't you worry, love.

It's still the same old
London underneath.

Good.

Driver: What brings you
down, then?

Eloise: I'm studying.

London college of fashion.

So, you're a model?

I design clothes.

Well, I want to. I mean...

I want to be a designer.

Yeah, but you could be
a model, couldn't you?

You got the legs for it.

Driver: So, what's in
Charlotte street, then?

Uh, student housing.

It's all girls in that building?

If all you supermodels are
gonna be in Charlotte street,

you'll see plenty of me,
don't you worry.

You might have found
your first stalker.

I'll get out here.

Oh, no, it's a couple
more streets, love.

No, I haven't got enough cash.

Oh, I'm sure we could sort
something out, sweetheart.

Plus, it's not good
round here at night

for young girls on their own.

I want to go to the shop anyway.

Please yourself.

Shop owner: Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Uh, sorry.

Hey, do you want a hand?

Fine.

You don't look fine.

Well, I am.

Are you Eloise? Yeah.

Yeah, you-you look
like an Eloise.

Well, Ellie.

I'm jocasta.

Did they spell your surname
wrong or something?

Oh, no, I've just decided
to drop it because I feel like

it's way more singular
to be known

by just your Christian name.

You know, like,
so famous in your work

that you can actually
just go by Kylie.

Minogue? Jenner

okay, bad example, but...
How many jocastas do you know?

None.

Exactly, babes.

You don't mind I snagged
the bed by the window, do you?

If we don't end up
throttling each other,

we could maybe talk about
switching next term.

Yeah.

So, where are you from?
Uh, redruth.

It's in cornwall.

I'm sorry.

You know, cornwall,
in the countryside.

No, no, I-I heard you, babes.

I'm just, I'm sorry.

What about you?

Manchester originally,
but I, uh,

moved down here in my gap year.

Uh, I had an internship
at an atelier in savile row.

Oh, wow. I've just been in
redruth making my own clothes.

I had a hunch you made that.

Yeah, this is bouchra jarrar.

Before she sold out and
moved to lanvin, obviously.

Smoke?

Is it allowed in here?

Oh, I just took the
batteries out of the alarm.

I can go outside if you really
have a problem with it.

No, it's fine. I tried vaping.

I just think it makes you look
like so much more of a cunt.

Yeah, totally.

So, what does your dad do?

Uh, I don't know him.

Oh, tell me about it.

And your mum? My mother's dead.

Well, I knew we'd find
some common ground eventually.

Yeah, I was only 15
when she died.

What about you?

Seven. Oh, wow, that is young.

Although I guess
it's maybe easier at that age.

Not that it's a competition,
though, is it?

Ooh, fresh blood!

Oh, my god, wow, is that
a bloody bouchra jarrar?

Oh, good eye.

Yeah, well, before she sold out

and moved to lanvin, obviously.

Yeah. Obviously.

Oh, this is my roomie, Eloise.

Others: Hi.

Yeah, she literally made
the outfit she's wearing.

How amazing. All of us
turn up in our Sunday best,

and she's here
rocking her own design.

I'm thinking we should
call her brass balls Ellie.

Ashley: And what
will we call you?

Oh, well, by tomorrow morning,

you'll know me only
as hurricane jocasta.

Ooh. So you guys know
each other from before?

Oh, yeah, we go way back.

What is it, like 15 minutes?

Yeah, something like that.

Jocasta: We're in
the dead mums club.

Lara: Oh.
Fuck leukemia, am I right?

That's awful. Jocasta: Yeah.

It's pretty shit.
I'm not gonna lie.

But, I don't know, I feel like
it kind of fuels my work.

Mm-hmm.

What happened to your mum?

Uh, she wasn't well... mentally.

She... she killed herself.

Ashley: Sorry.

We shouldn't have asked.

It was a long time ago.

You're, like, so brave.
So brave.

Yeah, I had a great-uncle
commit suicide. Hung himself.

Ashley: Oh, god.

So, yeah, I know exactly
what it's like.

Ashley: Also so brave.

Lara: So brave also. Cami: Yeah.

Jocasta: Mm.

Jocasta: First rodeo, Ellie?

Got to Mark
your territory, babes.

Woman 1: Ooh. Woman 2: Oh.

Time to break out the big guns.

Let's really get on this bitch.

Cami: Do we really want to be
hungover on our first day?

Jocasta: Oh, hush.
That's future you talking.

You know what, fuck her.

You've got to live
in the now, girls.

So, hos_.

To soho.

Others: To soho.

To soho.

Come on, Ellie. Keep up.

You're gonna love it!

Let's go!

I dated an Irish guy twice.

Well, like, the-the same guy
but, like, two separate times.

Woman 1: Oh. Yeah. Yeah.

And, yeah, he was Irish.

Yeah, and, I don't know,
I kind of feel like

I kind of get the culture.

Man: Watch and learn, guys.

And I just love Ireland.

Like, he literally
introduced me...

Um, excuse me, miss.

Um, my dickjustdied.

Can I Bury it in your arse?

Ew, absolutely not.

Get away.

That's disgusting.

Oh, you should try
that line on Eloise.

I bet she's complete filth

once you get a few
drinks inside her.

Man: Okay. Okay.

What? Oh, come
on, play the game.

Freshers, they're a
blessing and a curse.

It's just a bit shit.
I'm just like...

She's such a code beige,
I'm getting these, like,

born-again Christian vibes
off her.

Who, country mouse?

She comes to
her first day at lcf

wearing clothes
she fucking made.

Ashley: Yeah,
that was a bit much.

Jocasta: Bringing up
her mum's suicide, I'm sorry,

but, like, who the fuck
does that for attention?

Lara: Yeah, right.
Ashley: She's a bit weird.

Jocasta:
She's a lot fucking weird.

I'd lay bets on her

slashing her wrists
before Christmas.

Lara: You can't say that.

Jocasta: It's true.
Ashley: Jocastal

jocasta: Come on. We've got
another three pubs to hit

before the clubs open.

You don't know
what you're saying

because you're a victim
of bright city lights

and your mind is not right...

Jocasta: Get in here.

Baby, starstruck

you're taken in by the lights

you're so starstruck,
baby, starstruck

think you'll never look back

starstruck, baby, starstruck

you know you're starstruck on me

baby, you're running around
like you're crazy

you go to a party
and dance through the night

and you'll drink
till you're tight

and then you're out on your feet

'cause you're starstruck...

What are you listening to?

Nothing now.

You actually listen
to this granny shit?

How old are you?

Mate, you can fucking talk.

Didn't you put on that techno
riverdance shit at the toucan?

All yours.

Don't pay any attention to him.

I'm John, by the way. Ellie.

Oh, shit.

Uh, this is your can, isn't it?

Have it.

No, no, no, nol

Here. Yasmine Rogers?

Gemma boker? Here.

Poppy Porter?

Here.

Eloise Turner?

It's Ellie.

Uh, sorry.
What was the question?

Are you present?

Yeah.

Serena lowe? Here.

Jack sharp?

Peggy over phone: So, how's
my big-time fashion designer?

Eloise: I'm good. I'm good.

Peggy: And did you wow them all?

I don't know, gran.
Lbet you did.

Anyway, you still haven't told
me anything about your place.

It's great. Very modern.

And how's your roommate?

Jocasta. Is she nice?

Yeah, yeah, she's fun.
How lovely.

I say pub crawl, round two.

Almost too much fun.

Peggy: Well, that's wonderful.

I-I thought maybe you'd need
more time to get used to being around

so many people.

It's not all too much, is it?

No, I'm okay.

I can't wait to come down
and see you.

When you feel
more at home. Yeah.

When I feel more at home.

Ms. Collins: Soho 0827.

Eloise: Hi. Lsaw your advert
for a room to rent.

Ms. Collins: Yes?

Eloise: Uh,
I 'd like to rent it.

Ms. Collins:
Do you know goodge street?

Eloise: Uh, no,
but I can find it.

Ms. Collins:
Well, it's 8 goodge place.

Press the buzzer for Collins.

Ms. Collins: Just coming, deary.

Ms. Collins? Yes.

It's Ellie.
We spoke on the phone.

Oh, yes.

Room is on the top floor.

I've a few rules.

Don't take smokers.

I don't smoke.

No male visitors after 8:00.

Not a problem.

And no using the
laundry room at night.

It rattles right
through to mine.

I don't do laundry. Eh?

I mean, I don't do
night-time laundry.

I do do laundry. I'm very clean.

Good.

It's a bit old-fashioned
for some,

but I won't do nothing to it.

If you don't like it,
you can find somewhere else.

It's perfect. I love it.

Ms. Collins: Bed,
khchenefie, bathroom.

You won't have to worry
about it until the summer,

but then you'll have to
keep the plugs in

'cause all the smells rise up.

How long have you lived here?

Oh, a long while.

I used to work here,
cleaning and such,

back when round here
was a bad spot.

I bought it for buttons
off the old owner.

Must be worth a lot now.

Oh, I could never sell it.

Too many memories.

Yeah.

If I could live any place
and any time,

I'd live here in London
in the '60s.

It must have felt like
the center of the universe.

I hope you know
what a landline is.

Some of your lot don't.

Course. Don't get too excited.

It only makes emergency calls.

Oh, and I hope you like garlic.

Yeah.

There's a French bistro
next door.

Pretty soon, you won't be able
to smell anything else.

Ms. Collins: So, when
you looking to move in?

Eloise: As soon as possible.

You're not in any
trouble, are you?

No, I just need, uh, an escape.

Oh, don't we all, deary.

What's your line of work?

I'm a student, but I have
a loan and a bursary.

Well, what do you study?

Fashion.

Ah. Interesting.

Yeah. My gran's a seamstress,

and my mum is...
Was in the industry, too.

And you're sure you'll be able
to make the rent?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, I'll make it work.

I do ask more
than your average landlady.

I want two months rent
in advance

and two months deposit.

Okay. I've had people

just take off in the middle
of the night. That's why.

Ms. Collins...

I would never do that.

You're my world

you're every breath I take

you're my world

you're every move I make

other eyes see the stars

up in the skies

but for me, they shine

within your eyes

as the trees reach for the sun

above

so my arms reach out to you

for love

with your hand

resting in mine

I feel a power

so divine

you're my world

you are my night and day

you're my world

you're every prayer I pray

if our love

ceases to be

then it's the end of my world

for me

May I take your cloak, madame?

My cloak?

With your hand

resting in mine

I feel a power

so divine

you're my world...

And are we meeting
a gentleman this evening?

We are not.
Oh, so madame is alone?

I am.

Very good.

If our love

ceases to be

then it's the end of my world

end of my world

end of my world

for me

Announcer: Once again,
miss cilla black.

Hello. You're
a gorgeous creature.

What's your name? Sandie.

Care to join my
friends and I, sandie?

Thanks, but I'm here
to meet the owner.

I am the owner.

Oh, I doubt that.

I'm whatever you
want me to be, sandie.

What's your poison, miss?

I'm not here to drink, actually.

I want to speak to the owner.

Owner's not in tonight.

What do you want
to speak to them about?

I want to be
your new headline act.

Where have you
played before? Nowhere.

Who starts at the cafe de Paris?

I can take your name
if you want,

but maybe you should speak
to Jack in the meantime.

Jack?

Over there.

The guy standing
next to cilla black.

Brilliant, cilla.
Honestly, what a performance.

He manages a lot of girls.

Well, hello there.

The bartender said
I should get to know

the handsome fella
standing next to cilla black.

You should. And you are?

The next cilla black.

Are you, now?

Well, you know, she started
out as a coat check girl.

You willing to work your way up?

Of course.

What can I get you to drink?

It's sandie,
and I'd love a vesper.

James, we'd love a vesper.

So, what do you do, sandie?

Well, I sing, of course.

How's your dancing?

Care for a demonstration?

Band member: Here we go.

Your thoughts?

You're already a star.

But you could be an old lady
before you get onstage here.

How about I get you a gig
somewhere this week?

You could do that?
I could, indeed.

But first,
let me get your vesper.

Do I get a dance now?
Afraid not.

Oh, you looked up
for it just then.

I'm just waiting for my
friend Jack to get my drink.

Well, I'm sure Jack
won't mind. I mind.

Now, don't pretend
you don't love the attention.

Is this man bothering you?

I was just asking our
friend sandie for a dance.

Her card is full right now.

That's all right, old chap.
Don't hog her all night.

You're the only hog
round here, old chap.

Now, don't be a cunt about it.

You can keep your little whore.

What did you cahthelady?

She's a slut, mate. Look at her.

Jack: Come on.

Least I can do
is drive you home.

Oh, what's the most?

Well...

Do you know goodge
street? Very well.

I'm on goodge place,
number eight.

Jack: Madame.

Anyone who ever loved

could look at me

and know that I love you...

Jack: Being here with all
these lights shining on you,

it's the closest most people
ever get to being onstage.

You know, to their dreams.

Not me.

Not you.

I can see you want it.

More than anything.

Well, this is just a taste
of things to come, sandie.

In his arms and love me, too

who couldn't be
another heart that hurt me

like you hurt me
and be so untrue

what am I to do?

Every time you go away,
I always say...

So, I'll see you again?

I hope so.

Tomorrow, 8:00 pm?

You know where to find me.

I take you back

without you, I'd die, dear

knowing I love you so

anyone who had a heart

would take me in his arms

and love me, too

who couldn't be
another heart that hurt me

like you hurt me
and be so untrue

what am I to do?

Knowing I love you so

anyone who had a heart

would take me in his arms

and love me, too...

Self-portrait, is it?

Self-portrait?

Eloise: Uh, uh, no.

It's just someone I know.

Yeah. She looks cool.

Eloise: She is.

John: Like that retro
style? Eloise: Yeah.

There's just something about
the '60s that speaks to me.

John: Yeah. Nice. I'm
gonna go check this out.

Jocasta... fine. What?

Ooh.

This is rather retro.

The hickey. Very daring.

So, what did you get up to
last night in soho?

Out with some guy?

Or girl.

No judgments here.

Live your best life, you know.

You should get some arnica
on that, babes.

I've got my mind set on you...

Hey.

I really liked
what you drew today.

The design. Thanks.

Oh, and, uh...

Ah, you didn't have to.

It's the least I could do.

What's the most?

Uh, I don't know
why I said that.

I thought ifdsoundcool yeah.

Do you have any plans tonight?

Yeah, I kind of do, actually.

Everywhere I go, you know

bad luck follows me

every time I've fallen in love

you know, I'm left in misery

this time, I really feel

I feel that it's really real

I feel if I put my mind to it

I feel that I really could do it

I've got my mind set on you

I've got my mind set on you

I've got my mind set on you

I know what I got to do

it's gonna take money...

I'm sorry I'm a little late.

"A little" doesn't
quite cover it.

I've got a feeling
you'll forgive me.

I've got my mind set on you

I know what I got to do

it's gonna take money
it's gonna take money

a whole lot of spending money

it's gonna take hard money

to do it right, child

it's gonna take time

a whole lot of precious time

it's gonna take Patience...

It's closed.

Not for you.

To do it, to do it,
to do it, to do it

oh, yeah

Jack?

What's going on?

An audition.

All right, knock us dead.

When you're alone
and life is making you lonely

you can always go

downtown

when you've got troubles,
all the noise and the hurry

seems to help, I know

downtown

just listen to the music
of the traffic in the city

linger on the sidewalks
where the neon signs are pretty

how can you lose?

The lights are
much brighter there

you can forget all your troubles

forget all your cares

so go downtown

things will be great when you're

downtown

no finer place, for sure

downtown

e veryone's waiting for you

e veryone's waiting for you

e veryone's waiting

for you...

So, she can sing.

I can't fucking beheveit

I can.

Sandie: Can't wait
to get back in there.

It's no cafe de Paris.

It's perfect, Jack. Thank you.

Well, like I said,
least I can do.

Much better than being
a coat check girl.

And we all have to
start somewhere.

Indeed, we do.

Do you think I should
get a stage name?

What's sandie
short for? Alexandra.

Nah, stick with sandie.
Suits you.

Could do with some
new outfits. Oh, yeah?

Anything else you need?

A manager.

Know anyone?

I think I can manage you.

Just as long as you're in it
for the long run.

Sandie, I'm with you
till the end.

I can't fucking believe it.

Peggy: Well,
it's certainly a surprise.

If I didn't know it was you,

I'd walk right by you
on the street.

It makes you look so grown-up.

Don't you like it?

I like it if you like
it. Yeah, I love it.

I'm just glad you're finding
yourself in London, Eloise.

Gran, it's everything
I ever dreamed of.

Ms. Tobin: It's ambitious,
I'll give you that,

but I'm not sure this
vintage fabric will behave.

I think it's gonna be tricky
to work with.

I know this is exactly
what it needs.

It needs something radiant
but not too structured.

Okay. Go on.

Well...

It needs to flow.

I like how it drapes on her arms

and gathers at her sides. Her?

So, you imagine the wearer
when you're designing?

When I see someone in it,
when I imagine it,

sh-she's wearing the dress.

The dress isn't wearing her.

I hope you were all
listening to that.

Something about the '60s?

Ms. Tobin:
It's excellent, Ellie.

And I like your hair. Thanks.

Wow.

Yeah, it really suits you.

Yeah, it does, doesn't it?

Everything was
so well made back then.

We have a biba dress
in the back.

1967, immaculate condition.

You should try
thatone, too. Yeah.

Just give me another chance

this could be a new romance

heat wave

heat wave...

Shop assistant: Excuse me.

Are you going to pay for that?

Uh, yes. Sorry.

So, that will be £375.

Seriously?

Three, seven, five.

Eloise: Excuse me. I was just
wondering, are you still hiring?

Sorry, it's Irish only. Oh.

Onlyjoking. Speak to
Carol down the stairs.

Carol: You'd think
I'd have more sense

than to take a racing tip
from that fella

after all these years,
wouldn't you?

What can I get you, love?

Well, I was hoping a job.

Take a seat. You want a drink?

Uh, yeah. Could I get a vesper?

This isn't Mayfair, darling.

Have you ever even worked
in a pub before?

But we all have to
start somewhere.

I'll get you a g and t so.

Carol: So,
what shifts can you do?

Whenever you want.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, love.

I'm talking to you, blondie.

Sorry, I have to be somewhere.

I'm not trying to pick you up,
sweetheart. Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

You look familiar to me.

Who's your mother?

My mother's dead.

I thought she might be.

Most of 'em are.

Driver: Get out
of the fucking road!

Watch where you're going, girl.

Driver: Jesus Christ.

Can I help you?

It's me, Ellie.

So it is.

Look at that.

Yowvechanged yourhau. Yeah.

I wanted to go for something
different, you know, a bit '60s.

You play a lot of
that music, don't you?

Is it too loud?

Not at all,
but what's that about?

It's more my time than yours.

My gran plays it a lot.

Guess I just like the old songs
better than the stuff today.

Music was better, yeah.

When you're alone
and life is making you lonely

you can always go

downtown

when you've got worries,
all the noise and the hurry

Seems to help, / know

downtown...

Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen...

Keep those hands clapping.

Welcome to the world-famous

rialto revue.

Now onstage, give a warm welcome

to the exotic,
the alluring marionetta.

Wonder if one day that

you'll say that you care

if you say you love me madly

I'll gladly be there

like a puppet on a string...

Love is just like
a merry-go-round

with all the fun of the fair

one day, I'm feeling
down on the ground

then I'm up in the air

are you leading me on?

Tomorrow, will you be gone?

Wonder if one day that

you'll say that you care

if you say you love me madly

I'll gladly be there

like a puppet on a string...

I may win on the roundabout

then I lose on the swings

in or out,
there is never a doubt

just who's pulling the strings

I'm all tied up in you

but where's it leading me to?

Jack: Where's my sandie?

Come on, night's not over yet.

Open up.

What do you want?

Don't talk daft. You know.

Announcer: Once again, show
your appreciation for Cleopatra!

Woman: All right, Jack?
Enjoy yourself.

Colin.

Mr. Pointer. Well, well, well.

Please.

We were promised a great show,
and show you did.

Show you did.

Thank you.

Maybe we could, uh...

Go for some drinks,
sandie, eh? Just us.

I'm with Jack.

Oh, Jack doesn't mind.
Do you, Jack?

Not one bit.

Sandie. Sorry, sir.

Sandie, get back here. Sandie.

Jack, I don't want to do this.

You told me you were serious about being a
performer, so if you want to keep doing it,

then these are the kind of men
that you need to keep happy.

Thernenyoureahy
needtopedonnfor no, Jack

everybody else is doing it.
What makes you so special?

She said no!

We all have to start somewhere.

Sandie, don't be a damn fool!

Sandie!

Jack: Listen, love, come here!

No, it's not what I thought.

Jack: Sandie,
this is the way it works.

I'd do what
your manager tells you.

Don't want to make me
unhappy, do you?

Eh? Wake up.

Jack: You were the one
who wanted this!

More than anything, you said.

You know this is all an act.

You know where
this is heading, sandie.

Where are you gonna run to, eh?

Home?

Jack: This is just a taste

of things to come, sandie.

Coo-ee.

I know you're not asleep.

Leave her alone!

You know you're not asleep.

Jack: You were the one
who wanted this!

More than anything, you said.

What makes you so special?

What makes you so special?

What makes you so special?

Ellie. Student: Oh, my god.

Ellie. Hey, What are you doing?

What are you doing?
Starting again.

Ms. Tobin: Listen.
This is a wobble, okay?

It's just a crisis ofconfidence,

and I see it all the time.

But you are really
onto something here,

so don't stop now.

Okay?

Tuned to the moon?

Customer.

Hey. Hi.

What do you want?

Well, I heard you work here now,

and I was going for a drink,
so I thought,

kill two birds with one stone.

Just because you seemed
a little upset in class today.

And I thought maybe
I could swing by,

see how you were getting on.

Thanks.

I meant, what do
you want to drink?

Oh, yeah.

Three kronenbourgs,
please. Sure.

John: Heard you got a new place.

Eloise: Yeah. I'm in a bedsit.

That's good, right?

It's really something else.

It must be great
living on your own.

Must be.

Why? What's up?

Nothing.

I'm just a bit overwhelmed
at the moment.

London can be a lot.

I get it.

Coming to the city can be
a bit of a nightmare.

Honestly, I'd be lying if I said

I had the best time
in north London so far.

Where'd you move from?

South London.

I'm gonna get these to my mates.

But I know what it's like...

To feel like you don't belong.

And I'm a good listener,

if you ever want to talk.

They're meant to talk to you
about their problems,

not the other way round.

Peggy: So, how is everything?

You never tell me
anything anymore.

Everything's great, gran.

Goodbye,
beautiful. I'll see you tomorrow.

Peggy: Who was that? Uh, no one.

Look, we're at the pub,

a whole bunch of us, having fun.

Peggy: We?

Yeah, hurricane jocasta.
Everyone, really. The whole class.

Something's wrong. No.

Ellie, I can hearit
in your voice.

Gran, I really am at the pub.
I'm working here.

Working there? Why?

I moved out the halls.
Oh, no. What...

I needed to get
a place of my own.

Did... did something happen?

Did you see her again?

No, mum's not here with me.

Then what is it?

What's wrong?

Please tell me.

Look, I should go back in.

I know you think you have
something to prove,

but it's okay to ask for help.

She didn't.

Gran, I have to go.

I love you. Love you, too.

Everything all right, Ellie?

Or do I call you Eloise,

like the old song?

I don't know that song.

And how do you know my name?

I make it my business to know

all the pretty girls
around here.

All their problems.

Always have done.

You smoke, don't you, love?

Oh, must be thinking
of some other blonde.

Anyway...

Be well.

Was handsy bothering you?

Handsy?

Yeah.

The man's like an octopus.

Carol says he was a right
ladies' man back in the day.

Probably thinks
he has a shot with you.

Eloise: Do you
believe in spirits?

Carol: What kind
of a question is that?

That brown stuff
pays your wages.

I mean...

Do you believe in ghosts?

Ghosts? No.

Are you scared down here?

If this place is haunted by
anything, it's the good times.

When it's empty,
all I hear is the laughs.

Every gangster, every copper,

every red-faced lush
has been in here,

and all those high spirits
have soaked into the walls.

You could probably
get drunk on just that.

Yeah.

Ellie, I love you, girl.

You fit right in.

But you can't sleep here.

Come on, they're
waiting for you!

Don't touch me! Hey!

Jack: Oh, shut up, will you?

Eloise: Leave me alone!

La, ia-ia-ia-ia

la-ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia

la-ia, ia-ia

la, ia-ia-ia-ia

la-ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia

la-ia, ia-ia

you know how to dance.
You know why you're here.

Get on with it.

You gotta know how to pony

like a bony maronie

and do the jerk

let's see you work

wa-watusi

like a Lucy goosey

hello there.

Thank you.

What's your name?

Alexandra.

That's a lovely name.

Thanks.

La, ia-ia-ia-ia

la-ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia

la-ia, ia-ia

what's your name? Alexy.

That's a lovely name. Thanks.

Mashed potato

alligator

do the snake

do the hippie shake

what's your name?

Andie.

That's a lovely name.

Roll over on your back now

I said I like it like that now

ah, goodness

lexy. Hey, what's your name?

That's a lovely name.

Thank you.

Everybody now

la, ia-ia-ia-ia

la-ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia, ia-ia-ia

la-ia, ia-ia

Clap your hands now,
clap your hands now...

What's your name? Alex.

What's your real name, love?

I reckon you're
a copper or something.

Do you, now?

So, what is it?

Sandie.

You're too good
for this, sandie.

Pretty little thing like you,
laying in the gutter.

I'd get out while you can, girl.

You're better than this.

I don't think I am.

Course you are.

Just look in the mirror.

What if I don't want to?

Then maybe
it's too late for you.

Eloise: No...

Sandie.

Sandie, look at me.
Look at me, sandie.

Look at me, sandie!
Look at me, sandie!

Sandie you know
where to find me.

You know where to find me.
You know where to find me.

You know where to find me.

You know where to find me.

Man: That's a lovely name.

That's a lovely name.

That's a lovely name.

That's a lovely name.

That's a lovely name.
That's a lovely name.

Man 1: What's your name?

Sandie: Alexandra.

Man 2: What's your name? Alexa.

Man 3: What's your name? Andie.

Man 4: What's your name? Sandie.

Man: That's a lovely name.

Man: That's a lovely name.
Sandie: That's a lovely name!

Sandie: Andie. Sandie.
Man: That's a lovely name.

Sandie: That's a lovely name!
Man: That's a lovely name.

Man: That's a lovely name.
Sandie: That's a lovely name!

Got any plans tonight, Ellie?

Uh, yeah, I'd love to come out.

I haven't even said
what it is yet.

Right.

But you're saying yes anyway?

Yeah, I need to get out
of the house.

Well, there's
a student union night.

A Halloween thing.

Don't we have to dress up?

I was gonna go like this.

And you're already in black,
so it's perfect.

Will that be enough?

Well, I was gonna slap
a bit of this on.

Tell 'em I'm a ghost.

So, want to
haunt this party with me?

There's a ghost in my house

The ghost of your memory

the ghost of the love
you took from me

where our love used to be

only shadows from the past I see

time can't seem to erase

the vision of your smiling face

though you found someone new

I can't get over you

there's a ghost in my house

I can't hide

from the ghost
of your love that's inside

it keeps on haunting me...

Hey, do you want to dance?

I might need some alcohol first.

All right, I'm on it.

No need, guys.

Get these down you.

Happy Halloween, lovebirds.

Ooh...

Ooh, ooh

ooh...

Ooh, ooh

this is the happy house

we 're happy here
in the happy house

oh, it's such fun

fun, fun

whoa

we've come to play

in the happy house

And waste a day

in the happy house

it never rains

never rains

we've come to scream

in the happy house

we 're in a dream

sandie!

Sandie!

We're all quite sane...

John: El? El!

What is it, ei?

Whoa

this is the happy house

I need some air.

We 're happy here...

Ellie!

John: Ellie!

Ellie.

Is there anything I can do?

I don't want to be like this.

Like what?

I just wish
I was like everybody else.

I'm glad you're not.

Do you want to go
somewhere else?

I'm not meant to have guys back.

Okay.

So you'll have to be quiet.

Okay.

You don't just want
to go to sleep?

No, I really don't
want to go to sleep.

Well, I can keep you up.

Oh, what am I saying?

John: Come on.
Eloise: I'm coming!

John: Ellie!

Okay.

Get off me.

Are you okay?

Get off her.

Get off her.

What's wrong?

Get off her! Get off her!

I'm not... I'm not on her.

Jack: Who would even want you?

You belong to me!

Jack: I own you!

Don't you ever disobey me.

Ellie.

Jack: I'm the one
who'll pay, not you.

Ellie, what's wrong?

Jack: Who'd have you now, eh?

Ms. Collins: Eloise!
What is going on in there?

No male visitors!

Who's in there?

I'll call the police!

Fuck.

Ms. Collins:
Get him out of here!

Where are you gonna go, eh?

Where you going?
Where you going?

John: Fuck.

Get out! Get out!

Get out!

Ms. Collins: Get out!

Sandie:
You know where to find me.

You know where to find me.

You know where to find me.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Did he hurt you?

You sure? No.

He didn't hurt me.

We'll talk about this
in the morning.

Sorry.

For everything.

It won't happen again, will it?

I'll pay for the mirror, too.

We all pay
for a broken mirror, deary.

Ms. Collins.

Did a girl live upstairs before?

Lots of girls have lived here
over the years.

Someone called sandie?

Lots of girls have lived
here over the years,

and not all of them
with their real names.

Why do you ask?

Did someone die in my room?

This is London.

Someone's died in every room

in every building
in this whole city.

Every street corner, too.

Oh, and speaking of which,
I would have killed

your gentleman friend
last night if I'd caught him,

so count yourself lucky,
broken mirror or not.

Where you going?

Where you going?

Where you going?

Where you going?
Where you going?

Where you going?

Where you going?

Good morning, Ellie.

Oh, something happened
last night.

I walk along the city streets

you used to walk along
with me...

How's that?

Um, do you think
it's a bit long?

Yeah.

Oh, how can I forget you

when there is always
something there to remind me?

You know where to find me.

Eloise, what's wrong?

Ellie, are you okay?

Jocasta: What the fuck
is wrong with her?

John: Eme

Talk to me.

Talk to me.

You'll always be a part of me...

Ellie! Ellie!

Ellie!

When shadows fall,
I pass the small cafe

where we would dance at night

and I can't help recalling

how it felt to kiss
and hold you tight

well, how can I forget you

when there is always
something there to remind me?

Always something there
to remind me

I was born to love you

and I will never be free

you'll always be a part of me

oh, whoa-whoa-whoa

whoa, whoa, oh...

Where you going?

Where you going?

Where you going?

Watch where you're going, girl.

Jack: These are the kind of men

that you need to keep happy.

Man: Then maybe
it's too late for you.

Jack: Don't you ever
disrespect me!

Man: I'm talking
to you, blondie.

Ms. Collins: This is London.

Man: You look familiar to me.

Ms. Collins: Did he hurt you?

Detective: Just so
I've got this straight,

you-you witnessed
the murder last night,

but you believe this was
a vision from the past,

the murder of a young woman
in the mid to late 19605

by a man you believe
to be her pimp.

Yeah.

You're an art student, correct?

Uh, fashion.

Have you ever taken
any hallucinogens?

Acid, mushrooms, mescaline?

We're not gonna get you
into trouble if you have.

Yeah, I know it sounds crazy,
but I'm not on drugs.

I don't take anything.

You were at a party before.

Could somebody have
slipped you something?

Maybe somebody
bought you a drink?

Get these down you.

Uh, no.

No, it... it started
before last night.

When I was sober,
I saw landmarks in my dreams,

details of nightclubs,

places that
I 'd never been to before,

and then I saw those details
in real life.

I know something bad happened
to this girl,

'cause I have these visions,
these visions of the past.

Ever since I moved to London,
I keep seeing sandie.

Th-that's the murdered girl.

Have you only been here
a short time?

A few weeks.

London, well, it can be a lot.

Maybe it would help
if you spoke to someone.

Look, please just listen to me!

Is there a history
of s-schizophrenia

or mental health issues
in your family?

I know who the killer is.

It's her boyfriend,
uh, and her pimp, Jack.

I've seen him
in the present day.

Look, there's this man
I've seen around soho

who follows me.

The first time I saw him

outside one of
those models places,

he didn't take
much notice of me,

but he did suddenly take notice

when I changed my hair
to the same style

as sandie 's, the murdered girl.

What, this hairdo?

Look... look, my point is
I've seen Jack.

I've seen the killer
as an old man around soho.

Can you narrow down
"around soho"?

He drinks at the toucan.

I think we've got all we need.

Detective:
And then she says the...

The killer drinks at the
toucan and narrows it down

to me, you
and the whole rest of soho.

Detective: Yeah,
I'm sitting there thinking,

"this is complete bullshit,
darling."

Miss Turner.

Miss Turner, don't go.

I'd really like you
to stick around.

What do I need to do
to convince you I'm not crazy?

I don't think you are.

I just think you need
a bit of help to settle in.

A support system.

You've done the right thing.

Please hear that, okay?

And I will look into
sandie's murder,

and I've got
your contact details,

sofianfihmgcomesup i1lbeintouch.

Thank you. Though I will say,

in such cases,
especially this old,

it's hard when you don't have
something concrete to go on...

Even a last name.

I want to look up murdered
women, uh, missing persons

in the central London area
from 1960 to 1969.

Aren't you a fashion student?

Yeah. Yeah, it's research.

You're doing some
cool fashion shoots

based on infamous murder sites
or something?

Yeah. Yeah, that's
exactly right.

Killer. It is.

John: Hey, Ellie, I got your...

Jesus, John!

Why whisper like that?

It's a library.

Right.

I have your stuff.

You ran out.

Uh, left your bag.

Everyone's here,

cramming for the test.

Listen, about last night.

I mean, if I did
something wrong...

No, you didn't.

Sorry, it's not about you.

Then_. What is it, El?

You'll think I sound crazy.

Talk to me.

Last night, I saw something.

In the bedroom, from the past.

What did you see?

A girl was stabbed.

There's a girl that
used to live in my room.

Sandie.

The guy that killed her
is still out there.

So I'm looking
for murdered women

and missing persons
from the '60s

to try and find out her name.

And if I don't,
I'm gonna lose my mind.

Maybe I already have.

Feel free to run a mile now.

Listen.

My auntie believes in
all sorts of weird shit.

So you just tell me
how I can help.

Well, I guess you can start
with the next year of boxes.

1966.

Damn. This is just one year?

London's a bad place.

Woman over P.A.: Library
will be closing in 15 minutes.

That was quick.

Fuck this!

Cami: Did you see that?

Ashley, she could have
fucking killed her.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's not fucking okay.

What the actual fuck?

Security!

Stay here.

Jocastal jocasta, wait!

Jocasta: Security!

John: Stop!

Jocasta, it was an accident.

Jocasta: An accident?
Are you fucking kidding me?

Security!

Sandie: What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

What happened to me?
What happened to me?

What happened to me?

Jack: Oi!

Where do you think you're going?

You think you can just
walk away?

Leave me alone!

Hey, come back here, you slut!

Get back here, whore!

I'm talking to you, sandie!

Leave me alone!

Jack?

Jacliack!

Jack!

Jack!

Where the hell have you been?

I've been covering you
downstairs

for the last hour,
for fuck's sake.

Ellie, get down
in that basement, girl.

You've got a customer.

Bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum

Every night, I'm there

I'm always there

she knows I'm there

and heaven knows...

Man: Bum

I hope she goes

man: Bum, bum

man: Eloise I find it hard

to realize that love was in
her eyes

It's dying now

she knows I'm crying now...

And here she is.

You know your siren song
is playing?

I just put this onthejukebox,

and lo and behold, you appear.

Carol was worried about you.

Thought you'd gone missing.

I told her no one ever
really disappears.

They're always around somewhere.

I'm right here. Aren't you just?

I'll have a pint
of numbers, love.

I hear you were quite
the ladies' man. Were?

How dare you?

Still am.

You never lose it.

You knew a lot
of the girls round here?

A lot of 'em?

I knew all of 'em.

Sandie?

Who didn't know sandie?

My Eloise

I'd love to please her

I 'd love to care

but she's not there...

Do I scare you?

I knew all the girls.

Like to think
I looked after 'em.

Had to keep them
in order, too, mind.

Keep 'em in line.

Sandie, she was special, though.

She didn't belong.

I thought she was
too good for it.

But, you know,
at the end of the day,

you all look the same on a slab.

I know what you did.

I've done a lot of things,
Eloise.

You're gonna have to be
more specific, love.

I know what you did to sandie.

Do you, now?

Yeah, I saw her.

I see her.

I know what happened.

Well, whatever happened
to sandie,

she brought it on herself.

But no one deserves that.

Listen.

I know where you live, Eloise.

And I don't know
what you've seen or heard,

but I can tell you
sandie ended up

exactly where she wanted to be.

Funny you mention her, though,

because the first thing I did

when I dragged myself back
to this miserable smoke

was to look up her old bones.

But turns out some people
don't want to be found.

But you killed her.

You think I killed sandie?

I know you did!

Ha! I think you'll find
Alex killed sandie.

Come back.

Nah. I've had enough
of this line of questioning.

You think she was an angel,

but don't be fooled.

I'm recording this.

You won't get away with it!

So what? I do what
I like in this manor.

The police know! I told them!

Like I give a flying fuck.

Look, wait!

When you see Alex

in whatever little hell
she's currently in,

you tell her I said hello.

Oh, my good god.

Bartender: Jesus.

What happened?
Driver: He just stopped

In the middle of the street.

Oh, Lindsey, you poor bastard.

Call an ambulance, pet.

Now!

And tell 'em
he used to be police.

That'll make them hurry.
Right. Okay.

Lindsey?

He's police? Yeah, he's ex-vice.

He used to be a copper in soho
for years and years,

working the red light
district, and now look at him.

Then his name's not Jack?

Jack?

No, love.

That's Lindsey.

Bartender:
Yeah, he looks very bad.

I reckon you're a copper
or something.

Ireckon
you're a copper or something.

Do you, now?

Do you, now?

I'd get out while you can, girl.

Carol: Ellie?

Ellie!

Eloise: I've let you down.

I've let mum down.

Peggy: You haven't let
anyone down.

You never could. Okay.

Ellie, I don't know
what's happened,

but it's okay to come home.

You haven't failed anyone.

I 'il-i 'ii come and get you
first thing tomorrow.

No, gran, I can't stay
another night.

Well, uh, I'll get someone
to drive me now.

John: Ellie?

Ellie? Peggy: Hello?

Peggy: Hello?

Look, I have someone
who can help.

John: El! I'll call you.

Peggy: Ellie? Eloise?

John: Ema John!

John!

Ellie.

Thank god.

I saw the flashing lights,
andlthought_

I'm scared here.

I'll take you back to yours.

No, I want to go home.
Home, home.

I-I need to get out of London.

Can you help me get
to the train station?

Forget the train.
I'll drive you.

You have a car?

How else am I supposed to get

to north London
from south London?

Eloise: Right, I'm gonna
go in there,

get my things and never see
that fucking room ever again.

John: Do you wantme
to come up and help?

Eloise: No, better not.
Ms. Collins would probably

kill you if she sees you again.

Maybe if I plead, she might
give me some of my deposit.

Fuck.

If I'm not back in 15 minutes,
maybe come check on me.

Okay.

Ms. Collins, it's me, Ellie.

Ms. Collins: Just coming, deary.

You look like
you've had a fright.

I need your help.

Just you, is it?

Yeah. I'll put the
kettle on. Come in.

Your music upstairs got me
breaking out my old records.

Oh, I picked up
a letter of yours by mistake.

It's in that pile.

Don't judge me
on the cigarettes.

All that hoo-ha last night
got me going again.

Sorry.

Oh, it's not your fault.

I was always on the edge
of starting again.

How can I help you?

Ms. Collins, I-i'm
really sorry to do this.

I-I didn't want
to be this person,

but I'm leaving tonight.

Are you, now?

I'm not having a very
good time here, and I...

I really need to go back
home, and I promise,

I promise I'll pay you
for the mirror,

but I really need some
of my deposit. Slow down.

I don't want to beg,
but this has been a disaster.

Hush. Slow down.

Drink yourtea.

You went to the police,
didn't you?

About the room upstairs, hmm?

Yeah.

A nice police lady came round

asking questions about you.

About your well-being.

Welfare check, she called it.

Had me worried.

You'd been saying
a girl died up there.

Sorry.

It's funny 'cause...

There is some truth in it.

Ihadntthought about it
until you brought it up, but...

A girl did die up there,
isuppose.

The young me...

That came to this big city.

Sandie.

Ms. Collins: I had hopes
and dreams like you.

I wanted to be a singer.

I wanted to perform.

To act.

Being a whore is a bit like
being an actress, I suppose.

You have to pretend
you're someone else.

Someone that's not you.

I'd pretend
I was somewhere else.

Lindsey: It's too late for you.

That this wasn't
happening to me.

Ms. Collins and sandie:
Try and forget all those...

All those men.

Their faces.

I'd blank them out.

I had to.

Make like they were nothing.

So, yes, you could say
sandie died in that room.

She died in that room
a hundred times.

And then one night...

The man who put me there...

The man who put me to work...

The man who stole my dream...

Well...

I put a knife in him...

A hundred times.

And do you know what, Ellie?

Oh, I can call you Ellie,
can't I?

Yeah.

It felt right, Ellie.

All those bastards

who came ringing my bell,

Creeping up my stairs,

they sent me to hell, so...

I sent them to theirs.

The papers call them
missing persons.

As far as I'm concerned,
they were already lost.

So they don't know
where they are.

I say they didn't know
who they were.

I was doing everyone a favor.

Ms. Collins and sandie: I
wasn't gonna be used anymore.

I wasn't gonna let
this city break me.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

No, I mean I understand.

I know what you've been through.

Do you, now?

Yeah, I didn't mean to get you
in trouble with the police.

Oh, it's all right.

They think you're mad.

And it's not like
you're gonna tell anyone else.

No. No, I'm not. Of
course not. H would never.

No. I mean...

I know you're not
going to tell anyone else.

Oh, don't worry. I'm not gonna
stab you like the others.

Iwouldn't do that to you. No.

You're gonna go to sleep.

And everyone will think you
just topped yourself because,

you know, they all thought you
were going to do that anyway.

They're all very concerned
about you.

Bless.

So, you just get comfy, and...

You can doze off listening to
some of that nice music of yours.

No more excitement
for you tonight.

Just you, is it? Little liar!

No.

Just coming, deary.

What is it?

Um, I'm here to see Ellie.

She's upstairs. Come on in.

Run!

John!

Will you keep it down!

Enough to wake the bloody dead!

Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen...

Ellie!

Announcer: Once again,

miss sandie Collins!

You're my world

you're every breath I take

you're my world

you're every move I make

John: Leave her alone!

Other eyes

see the stars

up in the sky John: Stop!

Stop!

But for me

they shine John: Fire!

Within your eyes fire!

As the trees reach for the sun

above

so my arms reach out
to you for love

with your hand

resting in mine

I feel a power

so divine

You're my world

you are my night and day...

Hlgetyou!

Ms.coluns: Hlgetyou!

Ms. Collins: Eloise!

Eloise!

Ceases to be

then it's the end...

Ms. Collins: Eloise!

Ms. Collins: Let me in!

Help.

Help.

All: Help.

Help.

Ms. Collins: Eloise!

I'm coming in.

Kill her.

Kill her.

All: Kill her.

Save us.

Kill her.

Man: That's a lovely name.
Jack: Sandie!

Man: That's a lovely name.

Jack: Sandie! Sandie!
That's a lovely name.

Jack: I'm with you
till the end, sandie.

You were the one
who wanted this.

More than anything, you said.

I didn't...

I didn't want any of this.

I know.

I saw.

They deserved it.

I know.

I'm not going to prison.

I've been in a prison
all my life.

No! No!

Please.

You don't have
to do this, sandie.

You can live.

Please live.

You have to let go!

Leave! No!

You can't save me.

Save yourself.

Save the boy.

John, getup!

Downtown...

Announcer: And now,
with a collection

that turns back the clock
to those swinging '60s,

this is first-year student
Eloise Turner.

Downtown

things will be great when you're

downtown

no finer place, for sure

downtown

e verything's waiting for you...

Announcer: And
once again, Eloise Turner.

I knew you could do this.

You're a star, Ellie.

Thank you.

That was incredible.

You really are so
brave. So brave.

Thanks, guys.

John: This is where
she'll be, over here.

Peggy: There she is.

My big-time fashion designer.

John: That was amazing, El.
Peggy: Oh, it was.

It really was.

You're amazing.

Thanks.

I'm just so happy I was
here to see it.

I'm glad I'm here
to see it, too.

And you don't need me
to say this, but...

Your mum would have been
so proud of you.

I know she is.

You came into my life

like rain upon a barren desert

one smile, and I was born again

I felt sure

it wasn't too late

I found strength

to make me go straight

I had love

and threw it away

why did they lead me

astra y?

For last night in soho

I let my life go

I never told you

of some things I've done

I'm so ashamed of

I thought my foolish past

was over and done

I would prove

I'd make a new start

I tried

with all of my heart

I had dreams

and broke them in two

I'm just not worthy of you

for last night in soho

I let my life go

well, hi there, kid

you ain't been around

for quite some little while

you got yourself

a real cute doll

you're living life in style

but, boy, don't get
above your station

if you don't want aggravation

got a little job for you

this is what you've

gotta do, boy

that's how last night

in soho

I let my life go

Don't cry, my baby

as they lead me

where no love can help me

don't stay around

to watch me go

just forget

there once was a time

you were proud

to call yourself mine

I had love

right here in my hand

why could I not understand?

For last night in soho

I let my life go

for last night in soho

I let my life go