Harlots

I offer you love.

For a harlot, that doesn't exist.

Here's tuppence.

‐What's that for? ‐Company.

Mar, there's your solution.

Sell her virginity.

I'm worth at least 50 pounds, Ma.

I can view tonight the players

and I'll take sealed bids.

You're clearly frigid, still a virgin.

Don't tell my Ma.

One of your girls came to me today.

Pert little doxie by the name of Emily Lacey.

Damn you for a kidnapping pimp!

I was forced to sell her.

I needed the hundred pounds for our move.

This has always been Lucy's future.

She was rushed into it.

That Lydia bitch Quigley.

She's heard about my Greek Street House

and she's trying to keep me down.

It's a huge leap; A vast expense.

We're down to two girls.

This move is too much risk.

Lydia Quigley has her girls sucking the law, the clergy,

and the whole King's bench!

If she kicks me, I'll bite her back.

So what brought you to London?

I was in the navy.

Might've known.

Were you in the war?

Tail end of it.

In Guadeloupe, Havana.

West Indies.

What did you see?

The inside of a ship, mostly.

Green islands,

land I never walked on,

and fish.

The fish were profoundly amazing.

How?

That's it, the hour's up now.

You must pay for another to hear about the fish.

You're learning, Mr. Marney.

You'll make a harlot of me yet.

I'm not buying.

Thank you for your company, Ms. Wells.

Charlotte, before you say a word...

it was an error!

You're referring to my sister?

Did you deflower her?

Yes.

And it wasn't an error until after?

It was a direct result of your behavior towards me yesterday!

I'm going to pack, you can order me a coach.

Charlotte, it was nothing.

I spent the whole time thinking of you!

Oh, please.

I'm deranged with love.

Don't leave me.

I'd look a fool in front of the whole town!!

Is that what troubles you?

I know I can't make you love me but stay with me.

You can have anything.

I only ever asked for your trust.

You have it, you have it.

I trust you!

Please.

You've roused the serpent.

The serpent has been bad, I don't want to see him.

He's a very sorry serpent.

He wants to tell you so, in person.

What will he give me, to prove his contrition?

A ring... of pearl and gold.

Is he going to pay my gaming debts?

Yes, all of them.

Then he may have some fruit.

George!

Lydia Quigley.

She could attack me again,

that citadel of quim in Golden Square.

Do you really want to kick that nest?

You know?

A host of wasps may rise to sting you.

How old is that fish?

It's turning my stomach.

It ain't the fish making you sick.

You were just like this when you put Charlotte on the town.

Lucy must have Repton.

I sold her twice.

Don't know how to tell her.

Only twice?

Shut up, Filth!

Her renown might be her weakness.

Quigley's?

Well, you could attack her reputation.

I could have a notion that would hurt her custom.

Do you remember Mary Cooper?

She was a shining star at Quigley's.

You snore like a piglet.

I've got every right to snore.

I was tupped in half last night.

I'm on my way to earning myself a fortune.

You've got this to pay for first.

Quigley puts it on your debt.

Your meals, your room.

She takes it from your money.

We think "Oh yes, I will get rich!"

but Mrs. Quigley, only she gets rich.

Count Heinrich was thrilled with Miss Lacey last night.

I think she'll earn her body‐weight in gold.

I'm glad you're thinking.

It's a good activity for you, my dear.

I pray you'll indulge in it more often.

‐Justice Cunliffe. ‐Mistress Lydia.

I thought your only current mistress was the law.

I am in need of a girl.

Ever the overkeen schoolboy.

‐Take one. ‐Not that kind of a girl.

I have some new friends.

They're looking for something more... immaculate.

A sweet, untouched hanging risk?

Why would I need that kind of peril?

The peril is the adventure, surely.

You mistake me for a gull.

I have told my new friends that you are unsurpassed.

They will pay whatever you ask.

Impress them.

And doors would open for you, as they are opening for me.

What becomes of her after?

I have no concern for after.

Still a peach under all that powder.

Up, up!

You got gainful employment.

My cunny needs a cursed rest.

I want feet, not cunny.

‐I want eyes. ‐What for?

You ever heard tell of Mary Cooper?

I heard she'd fallen on hard times.

You go find her.

Your very first lover.

How are you?

It was nothing.

Did we get enough?

For the new house?

We very, very nearly did.

So we didn't?

But fortunately, when the baronet made his bid for you,

I had already accepted one.

From Lord Repton.

So that's twice for your maidenhead.

‐For you. ‐Garters, we made them.

To welcome you to the ranks.

You always remember your first time, Lucy.

Well, you'll never know what it means, to have a woman

like Charlotte Wells.

Such bliss is only for the chosen few.

Well, here are some of her promissory notes.

Pay them.

There's more than fifty pounds here!

Yes, she's a very poor gambler.

My lord, the chosen few

may not be as exclusive as you think.

What do you mean?

The Irishman who escorted her home.

It wasn't exactly a kiss that I saw.

Do you know God?

Has He knocked upon your heart?

And in the hour of your beauty, did you turn Him away?

You need Him now, don't you?

Say a prayer for a poor harlot?

Crime of impurity is certainly deep down.

Here.

‐Just ask yourself‐‐ ‐You are loved.

‐‐"How can I commit this sin against God?"

Any of you wretches know Mary Cooper?

Mary Cooper?

Who's Nathaniel Lennox?

A friend.

He went to America, must be 20 years.

Asking for you in the tavern.

Nat Lennox?

So he's back?

Must be down on his luck.

He was telling the assembled company of his fine plantation

and his thousand slaves.

Well...

Strange you never mentioned him.

I've been sitting here desponding, Will,

thinking how we gonna find enough money?

And sometimes, God just fills your glass, doesn't he?

Here, look, it's Mary Cooper.

Is she dead?

‐Touch her. ‐You touch her.

Excuse me, sir, I'm looking for work.

This is the place, my dear.

There's always housekeeper looking for staff.

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