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We're not so much a business as a family here.
Careless hussy.
What are you doing?
It's just a painting!
It's obscene.
Rose, you are suffocating me!
Silas Reed.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
I had meant to offer a tour of my collection.
Will you come, Monday, five o'clock?
My arty boy.
Since this one abandoned me.
I'm just in need of a queen, that's all.
I saw a redhead today. She was very striking.
Miss Iris is a painter.
I want you to be my model.
I know what happens to girls like that.
What if you just came to visit my studio?
Clarissa will chaperone. I promise.
Why did you suggest so soon?
We'll have to move her before she comes.
You can take that one.
I found something under the bed.
Well, get rid of it.
That's enough.
For what we're about to receive
may the Lord make us truly thankful.
Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
Rose and I saw the model
for the Crystal Palace,
where the great exhibition will be.
Hm. Great expense, more like.
The worshiping of commodities
will be the downfall of society.
Eat up. Mr Bowler is coming to see you.
Who?
Mr Albert Bowler.
He's a porter and a churchgoer.
Why is he coming?
To avoid fornication, let every man have his own wife
and let every woman have her own husband.
Corinthians.
Urgh!
Oh-oh.
Why me?
It has to be one of you.
It's just business. I can't afford to keep both of you.
Eat.
I've quite lost my appetite.
Thank you.
This area is for students of the profession.
Excuse me.
Gentlemen!
Today we are trying a Yankee dodge together,
for making men insensible.
Bring him in.
Chloroform.
A substance that quiets all suffering.
Relieves all pain.
Quenches all fevers.
I need someone.
You, sir.
Hm.
Time me.
What's your guess?
Oh, no more than 30 seconds.
So quick, huh? Must be familiar with my work.
Nine seconds.
Hold it back.
17 seconds.
28 seconds.
Impressive in there.
Gideon Fletcher.
Silas, um, Reed. Silas Reed.
I haven't seen you before in lectures.
I've only recently started attending.
Mm. Well, you've a strong stomach for a man
who's only just started his training.
I'm in need of a new dissection partner.
Huh?
Preferably someone who isn't going to spoil my shoes.
There are new cadavers coming in tomorrow night,
so I'll see you there?
Tomorrow I have an appointment.
After 10 PM?
No, no of course not.
At, uh, five o'clock.
At 10 I-I will, I'll be there.
Good.
Time's up, maestro.
I'm not finished.
Can't get enough of me.
Hm.
- You're torturous. - Hm.
Oh.
That happened fast.
It's like a bloody church in here.
Where'd it all go?
What are you doing in here?
Oh, I was just inquiring
if you needed a new lodger.
I thought you said you were on your way out.
How about you paint me in my natural habitat for once.
Come here.
Get off the bed.
Get off the bed. Get off the bed.
Get out.
CLARISSA Wait.
Bluebell, wait!
He can be a real prick sometimes, hey?
Much appreciated.
Fucking bitch.
Do you know it's torture
to have to look at you every day?
You should be grateful.
Grateful for what? Albert Bowler?
Yes.
I don't like him.
It doesn't matter if you like him.
It does if I'm gonna have to marry him.
No, it doesn't.
What were you doing last night?
I've had an offer.
An offer of what?
A new position.
Liar.
As a model.
Iris.
To a proper artist, Louis Frost.
Hey, you can't.
I'm going to do it if he agrees to teach me.
Well, he won't.
Iris. No. Iris, he won't.
A model is no better than a prostitute.
They'll call you a whore. And I'll be the whore's sister.
Stop, listen to me.
No, you can't. You can't Iris. You can't.
You should come with me.
We can find a room together.
I'll work for Louis and you can sew clothes.
We'll save up and open our shop like we always dreamed of.
When we were children.
Rose, I can't stay here.
You don't have to stay here.
Marry Albert Bowler.
No, I can't.
That is the only real choice here.
The rest is just a fantasy.
I'm sorry, Rose.
No! No!
This is for your own good.
What have you done?
Help me.
Did you really think this would make me stay?
Please?
What's this?
I've found a new position.
How very enterprising of you both.
Rose will be staying.
Is that so?
Hm.
Thank you, Mrs Salter,
for teaching me so much.
You've been a shining example of everything I would hate to be.
I'm sorry about the paintings.
So, please don't leave. Iris, please don't.
You set foot outside that door
you're never coming back. Don't you dare!
Come on in. Come.
Is your sister here, Mr Frost?
Call me Louis, for god's sake.
You promised a chaperone.
Uh, Clarissa,
I believe promised.
And I promise you will leave here
entirely unsacrificed to Venus.
You've come all this way.
Let me give you the grand tour at least.
You can touch them...
if you like.
Careful.
Is it fragile?
Mm. Just relatively priceless.
It's beautiful.
Mm.
I thought the same thing when I first saw it
at the Royal Academy.
Oh, I borrowed it.
I didn't know you could.
Well, I didn't exactly clarify the finer points
of the loan with them.
So you stole it.
You'd never steal anything.
How do you know?
What is that?
That's Guinevere, the iguana.
She likes you.
Is this it?
Yes.
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