All language subtitles for Harlots - 3x03 - Episode_3

It's definitely her.

What do you think she wants?

So even hell spat you out!

It seems hell has been visited
on this house.

No-one died
if you were hoping.

I'm here to see Charlotte.

You have to crawl
through me first.

Then, please...

..send her my love.

You can change the face
you present to the world,

but you can't change
your putrid soul!

Stay away!

Don't stop.

Oh!

Talk with me.

I think it's best I don't.

There's the sky to observe.

The weather to deliberate.

I'm not your chat mate.

Don't spoil it.

Good lass.

Oh, yes.

Nearly there.

Oh. Oh!

Oh!

Sorry.

We'll fit a fair few tonight.

I'm gonna make you a mint.

I got my money back.

Tonight's for you.

A lot of repairs,
loss of earnings.

I get to make my champion,
that's all I need.

We'll split the takings then.

We'll see.

I'll fight you if I have to.

Watch.

Then go.
Oh!

Is this to be the main event?

Your Ladyship.

Looking forward to shaking
St James from his slumber?

Very much.

I want the world
to hear about tonight.

Specially Sophia.

I want her to know that
there's no scandals so great

that she can't come home.

There might be

if any constables
pay us a visit.

What can they do?

I'm a member of the nobility

hosting a private party
for a few friends.

VOICE BEHIND:
This way, madam.

Lady Isabella Fitzwilliam.

I've followed you and your
daughter's adventures intently.

Such bravado.

I see you lack for none, madam.

Elizabeth Harvey...

- ..my new business partner.
-And friend.

This is my pa.

Ah.

You, sir, are
a very well made man.

She's in gentleman's clothing.

Aren't we all?

You must be Charlotte.

I have silks that would
light up London

were you to lend
your radience to them.

Is now really the time
to be flogging our wares?

It's always a time.

Lucy tells me that you're master
of ceremonies this evening.

I have just the jacket for you.

Huh.

So be keen, but not too keen.

Mm. Make them fret
that we'll walk away.

It's the only way to buy land.

Just like handling a cull, then?

No Emily, he is
a respectful businessman.

Which means we can't
take a whore with us.

Fuck off!

I'm the conduit. Half-wit.

Where have you been?

Sliding his pole
up Charlotte Wells.

She rivals Shakespeare
for her tales.

EMILY:
Let's go.

Emily, you're staying here.

I'll tell you all
about it, Puppy.

Don't Puppy me!

And you can knead your own
doughy dick from now on!

What have you done
to your face?

You look like one
of my dollies.

Please don't.

Best get used to a stranger's
touch, my dear.

I like her.

She has spark.

I don't want to stay here.

Unfortunately,
we have no choice.

But I can help.

I'm ready to earn.

Wonderful, girl.

If you will trust me.

I have a plan to protect you
from the paws of humdrum men.

But Mrs Mills...

Oh, forget that ghoul.

You're far more precious than to
be spent on mere subsistence.

When the time is right

you will earn
an instant fortune.

Nothing less.

Is there truth to Emily's words?

That whore what
you have is drivel.

You're a fool for listening.

I want to brain Charlotte Wells,

not bed her.

All right, steady.

There you go.

Say, "Hello" to Hardwick.

Don't let my Pa see that.

Didn't I say it would fit.

I have an eye.

LUCY:
And the colour becomes you.

How much?

It's a gift.

Excuse me, Miss Harvey.

The man won't give you credit.
He says he doesn't know you.

Oh, for goodness sake!

He knows me.

-Put the account in my name.
-Thank you, Lucy.

The account goes in her name.

Thank Mrs. Harvey for me,

It's my gift.

Can't a daughter treat her pa
from time to time?

What is this place?

Really?

I told you.

It's a tailors.

I'm offered as an extra frill.

It works for me
and it works for them.

Ah, bientot, Mr North.

MR NORTH:
Take care.

LUCY:
Love you, Pa.

I don't think that helped.

Lydia Quigley can't hurt me.

I have no secrets any more.

Don't you?

She can find weakness
in a rock.

Don't underestimate her.

I've no space left in my heart
for that vampire.

You make some.

- She was asking for you.
- What can she do?

Charles has vanished, her house
has gone. She has nothing.

A cut snake is more
likely to strike.

She needs a dress, shoes.

You said yourself.
She has spark.

You should consider
it an investment.

Very well.

But get her rutting,
don't be soft on her.

No, no, no, no, no.

Or she'll go the way
of Charles and Charlotte.

If you don't find her culls,

I will.

I'm dead.

Died Friday last.

"Miss Catherine Bottomley,

"stepdaugther of Reverend
Bottonley of Barford...

"succumbed to a fever caught
tending the poor."

Your own family have written
your obituary.

Oh.

Monsters!

This is good news.

How?

I'm dead to my family,

about to become a whore

and living in the home
of a merciless bawd!

Oh!

They won't seek you out.

They can't send you
back to Bedlam.

You're free!

This is it.

We're looking
for a Mr. Jonas Young.

You've found him.

Sorry to intrude
on your breakfast,

but we're the types of fellows
who spy an opportunity and act.

We're here to buy the land.

You don't need to deal
with anyone else.

This is an ambush, gentlemen.

We only arrived last night.

We're yet to wash
the sea salt from our skin.

Sell to us you needn't unpack.

Company?

So soon.

I must look half dead.

What do you know of America?

We fought the French there.

Spilt blood on that land.

Now we wanna own
a piece of it.

Would you work it yourselves?

We plan to parcel
most of it up.

Sell it on to men
who'll bring it to life.

As the good book says,

in the Parable Of The Talents,

"spread your wealth."

JONAS:
It's a fine plan.

Where is the money
to finance it coming from?

I'm in pistols and muskets.

My brother and I are
in the tavern trade.

All aspects of the tavern trade?

Food, drink and lodging madam.

What about company?

There are always people
to talk to.

My wife is an astute
businesswoman.

I wouldn't make a move
without her approval.

We admire your enterprise,
gentlemen,

but we need to see
the colour of your cash.

CHARLOTTE:
"I have no secrets any more,"

she says with a whore
languishing in her bed.

Why must you always speak
the awkward truth.

Someone has to.

Very well.

Where you're concerned
I'm a shameless liar.

What is it?

It's my brother.

You don't even look like him.

It's his way of telling me
that he's returned.

I'm being warned.

Damn him.

- I want to.
- You're not my servant.

But I am.

You bought me.

My money buys your secrecy.

In this room

I want a lover.

A match.

I can suggest more edifying
material, should you wish.

Hm!

I like to read about myself.

- The stories they make up.
- Hm.

You?

It's Mr Croft, isn't it?

I've heard you speak.

If I could just
pay for my fitting.

Certainly.

Five guineas.

For your discretion.

I like those boys.

Clawed their way up
from the gutter, like me.

They thought you were religious.

If only they knew.

I need to find my children.

I know.

And I'm coming with you.

I'll wait outside, wherever,

but you cannot walk
the streets alone.

I know these streets
better than I know myself.

But you may be recognised.

With me, you're safe.

You're Mrs. Margaret Young.

Say your lines.

Meet their eyes.

Hold yourself like a queen

and you will be a sensation.

Ready?

Ready.

Behold!

Venus!

Born this day,

full grown, goddess

of all forms of love.

Since I have hemmed thee here,

within the circuit
of this ivory pale,

I'll be a park

and though shalt be my deer.

Feed where thou wilt,

on mountain, or in dale.

Graze on my lips.

And, if those hills be dry,

stray lower

where the pleasant
fountains lie.

You have something for me?

I simply love macaroons.

You've been trading.

I want my cut!

Furnishing Golden Square has
made such demands on my purse.

I know you like dolls.

Oh...

Do you think
I'm the village idiot?!

Pay me cash,

or I'll send someone
round to...

...break your legs.

Do you seek bids, madam?

For her time?

Dare I hope... her virginity.

Gentlemen,
this is an announcement.

That Kate is born this day

and none of you
are worthy of her.

Name your price?

Your credit is no good
with me, sir.

You stole my girl.

Hm...

I'll pay for them both.

Double what you're imagining.

You can't begin to guess
what I'm imagining.

You're not good enough
for this angel.

Are you a fool then,
Mrs. Quigley?

Hawking your stock
like a costermonger.

With child, how delightful.

Do not bother
to seek me out, Anne,

when he casts you aside.

Did he not offer us a fortune?

Nothing near it.

But word about you will catch
like a thatch fire.

Are you going to the event
at St. James this evening?

We know nothing of it.

It is a rumoured prize fight,

hosted by Lady Isabella
Fitzwilliam, of all people.

A glimpse of your charge
would make my evening.

We'll consider it.

I do enjoy a little sport...

..from time to time.

Cocks!

Looks like the
truce still holds.

Don't delude yourself.

They're stewing,
licking their wounded pride.

Keep your wits about you.

We've hooked him.

One more fishing trip
and we'll land him.

I don't care any more.

Emily, we need you.

He has a wife
that you have to charm.

Wives don't tend
to like me.

She will if you gossip with
her.

I don't wanna gossip!

You're the ace up our sleeves,

the salt to the dish we serve.

Keep talking.

The star in my east.

You like Mr. Croft, don't you?

He sees things differently.

He sees more equal world
beyond rich and poor.

He thinks we can change things.

Imagine that.

Be careful, my sweet.

This was my world.

It meant everything to me.

What's happened?

Fanny!

Mrs. Wells!

Oh, my best girl.

You're still here.

What's happened?

Don't worry, no-one was hurt.

Where's my children?

I'll find them.
I'll find them for you.

I'll be safe here.

I'll get a coach back to you

and I won't be seen.

Fanny.

No-one...

no-one must know I'm here.

Of course not.

Mr. North's in the kitchen.

Careful.

Margaret.

We're all safe and well.

Tell me about the fire.

How did that start?

Nancy said that
she fell asleep downstairs

and knocked over a candle.

Doesn't sound like her.

How in God's name did you
manage to return so soon?

I got married.

You took another man's name.

It's the only way.

Ma!
- Jacob!

My girls.

Fart me to America and back.

Oh, Charl.
Let me see you.

Your business, sir?

Mrs. Lennox.

She's not in.

Who was that?

Lord Leadsom.

It's all right,
I sent him away.

What?!

You don't want to see him
again, do you?

He's my best payer, please
don't meddle with my business.

I didn't think bawds took
culls.

They do if they pay
five guineas a turn.

That funds her
children's schooling

And pays most of the bills
in the house.

So how did you meet him?

He bought me
as an indentured servant,

Wanted me to cook his meals.

Hm! You can't cook.

I bet she didn't have to.

I'm a harlot, I did
what I had to.

MR NORTH:
I feel sorry for him,
played like a fiddle.

Lydia Quigley in Bedlam.

What's that done to us?

Forget her.

That part of our life's over.

LUCY:
And I own her house.

So we won.

My clever girls.

My handsome boys.

So are you back for good, Ma?

I just wanna know
what Ma's cooking for dinner?

They're beautiful.

To go with your new dress.

You shouldn't be indulging me.

They're a token of my
gratitude.

He woke me from a nightmare.

Brought me back to life.

How are you gonna
get rid of your husband?

More important, how are we gonna
keep the law off you?

We could all be hanged
for harbouring you.

I haven't thought beyond
my own worry this whole year.

Maybe London's not
the place for us.

You mean, America?

Not for Jacob and me,

unless you want us as house
boys for you and your husband.

No!

No.

Like I said.

I haven't thought.

I have to go.

I shall return tomorrow

and you can tell me
all about your boxing.

You're going back
to Mr Young?

I have to.

He'll be worried.

And we have been all year.

I'll make it right.

I've missed her.
I have.

But this past year
I've been able to breathe.

I know.

She takes over. She wants us
to go to America.

She's always done
what she thinks is best for us.

Yet chose this life.

Fate chose it
and for her, too.

You think I'm a terrible
person?

I can see it.

You can't beat me
I'm fucking Isaac Pincher.

What?!

Makes no sense, but I can't
keep my hands off him.

It's good when it's like that.

What's America like, Mr. Young?

Is it...

very big?

Size cannot be grasped.

Try me.

I'm good at grasping size.

Hm!

You remind me of my wife.

Ah! My friends are back

with delightful reinforcements.

I'm Mrs. Margaret Young.

And you are?

Mrs. Young, I have a gift
for you, for a lady.

The finest muff pistol,

modelled by my own hand.

It is a beauty, Mr. Chadwick,

I shall treasure it in my muff.

And this, I propose,

as our deposit.

Gold for ground.

I think they're serious.

Don't you, my dear?

Perhaps the young lady
might like some air.

Hm.

You're meant to be dead!

Shush!

You never saw me.

How are you here,
you were hanged.

I got a slippery neck.

Is this genuine,
or are you two duping us?

No, it's real.

And you will show it to Tracy.

Breathe a word,

and I'll make sure
that your boys

lose their chance at this land.

Now you go about your business

and I'll go about mine

and we'll both be happy.

So long as we make
the purchase.

Still a conniving cow.

Can't touch you, Mrs Wells.

More tricks up your sleeve
than a conjurer.

She always said she'd
rather eat maggots than marry.

I wish she had.

She never makes it easy.

It's Mags.
Pain in the arse.

I dreamt of this moment,

longed for it.

Yet now I feel like
she's put me head
through a mangle.

Just be grateful, Will.

You look beautiful.

You look lovely, too.

The new Kate Bottomley.

No.

Not Bottomley.

If I'm dead to my family,
then they're dead to me.

I want to be called Quigley.

You made a good proposal and
we're keen to be homeward bound.

So I'll happily sell to you.

ARTHUR CHADWICK:
Well, we should celebrate.

There is the most extraordinary

night in the offing in St.
James.

Pugilism hosted by a scandalous
lady and a renowned courtesan,

Miss Charlotte Wells.

JONAS:
I love a boxing match.

Would you mind, Margaret?

If you're not too
tired from the journey.

Too tired to sleep.

I'll have the deeds drawn up and
we can all sign them tonight.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen.

Be sure to take a look
at tonight's contenders.

Two potent pugilists.

Undefeated... in 28 bouts,

champion John "Killer" Kelly.

And challenger
Jack "The Lad" Lively.

Mr North...

You're the main attraction
as far as I can see.

Do you like boxing, Mrs Harvey?

I like boxers.

I can see you don't need me.

I didn't realise it
would be such a crowded affair.

I'd rather be alone with you.

There's my Mr Croft.

This isn't the tailors, Fredo.

Ready to greet your guests?

I am now.

Bravo.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Bravo!

MR NORTH:
Yes, bravo.

And thank you Lady Isabella
for this magnificent venue.

Who will be her champion?

"The Lad" Lively?

Or "Killer" Kelly?

Place your bets!

What are you doing here?

I wanted to present
to you my daughter.

Kate Quigley,
pleased to meet you.

We've been rather
starved of society of late.

Hm.

Then enjoy your evening.

I was going to throw her out.

Ignore her.

I think she finally
has cracked and

found a poor, mad girl to boot.

Mrs Young, I presume?

Nance!

Oh!

He's bigger than I thought.

Big means slow.

Yeah.

I wish I was fighting Leadsom.

I happen to know he's bet
very heavily against you.

Is that so?

The God is going to die!

20 on Lively.

Do have a tip for me, Mr Croft?

Mr Croft.

You've been hiding from me.

Come and pour me some punch.

What are you doing?

Saving him and all of us
from your puppy dog eyes.

You keep close to Chadwick.

You keep Mr Young
away from the Wells.

This is a stupid fucking idea!

Don't you wanna see
your sweetheart?

Any regrets?

It's noise, colour,
laughter, life.

How can I regret any of that?

Hm.

It's also unwanted guests.

I'll deal with these.

You're either an imp or
an imbecile showing up here.

Don't you wanna add
some spice to your evening?

The boxers are
practically family.

So, if you don't want your
pretty little face messed up,

you behave like a lamb.

What the hell are
they doing here?

Keep your enemies close,
isn't that what they say?

Gentlemen.

Why bother with
this crude barbarism,

when Venus is amongst you.

The goddess seeks
to bestow her blessings.

Venus, your servant.

This is not a flesh market.

Really?

Please leave now.

But I'm yet to thank you.

The kindness you showed me gave

me the strength
to escape Bedlam.

Leave my house!

As you wish.

But hear this,
the doctor I was assigned to

is disgraced.

I will not be going
back to Bedlam

before you.

Fuck off, Lydia.

No.

You fuck off.

All this time it's been
my only waking for.

Try and get back to England.

Find my family.

Make sure everyone's safe.

Now here I am

and you're all doing
better without me.

Not everyone.

I can't stay.

Not with a death
sentence on me.

But I can't leave.

Not without them.

And there's Will,

Jonas.

It's like you got
a foot in each life.

That has got to split
your fanny some.

You never were good
with a plan, were you?

Jonas was indentured, too.

He understands me.

What's he like in the hay?

Surprising.

Oh!

Well, you are in trouble, girl.

I know.

Tell me about the fire.

How did it start really?

A piece of coal
fell out the hearth.

I thought it was a candle.

Coal, knocked over a candle.

They might as well have
a tumble in the boxing ring.

The lowdown, conniving,
wind fuckers!

Trust Emily Lacey to
get in with scum.

We've had our retribution,
don't involve yourself.

Those Pincher boys made me
like 'em.

I've got to warn Jonas
not to sell to them.

Half of society is at that
party, you'll be recognised!

Then think of something...

because I'm going.

Are you ready?

Have a good fight, boys.

For luck.

Lady Isabella,
will you do the honours?

Mrs Quigley.

Do you feel unwell?

Rest here.

I'll fetch you a drink.

How about a game...
of backgammon?

Don't crowd the lady.

Take your high
spirits to the boxing.

Sorry, Miss Wells, I
was only playing.

Mark worm.

How do you do that?

Get men to do
as you say?

I'm sure your mother
will teach you.

She's not really my mother.

She's dangerous.

Be careful.

Find me if you get
in more trouble.

So he's the man to beat?

SPECTATOR:
Come on!

My boy's the challenger.

He lost his last fight.

He has to prove himself.

Worth the risk? I
think so.

Jonas Young.

William North.

Why are they so friendly?

Go on, Jack.

Nancy.

Will is with Jonas.

Keep your head down.

Charlotte.

Ma. You can't be here!

I need you to fetch Jonas
away from your pa.

Please.

That's him.

Your Irish husband
is gonna sweep you back

to the good life in America.

He doesn't know about Will.

It's funny.

I nearly went to America
with an Irishman.

It's as if you're living
my life

and I'm in Greek Street
living yours.

Mr Young.

Excuse me.

I'm Charlotte.

Charlotte.

You're even more beautiful than
your mother could describe.

She's gonna ruin the deal.

How would she even
know about it?

Why take such a risk?

I had to come.

I need to warn
you about the Pinchers.

Hal, look at me.

If you make trouble
for Charlotte

Wells we won't succeed.

Do you understand?

Why are you so certain?

I can't say.

Trust me,
I want this as much as you.

Charlotte knows about
the deal from you.

You add two and two
and reach ten again.

Then get her out
of the picture.

What game are you
playing with Mr Young?

I've just met him.

Are you intent on stealing
from us, again?

Sabotaging our deal?

What deal?

He's a guest.

I'm being nice to him
as I'm nice to you.

You are horrible with me.

Tantalising witch.

That's all in your mind.
I'm very forthcoming.

I hope you will be soon.

Not here, I can't.

Just one kiss.

You know one's not enough.

I'm sorry, son, but I don't
do business with arsonists.

Take a look at yourself
before venturing

into the marketplace again.

Let's go home.

Nothing can be made
right tonight.

Hal, let's leave.

Talk to me.

What's all this I've been
hearing about arson?!

Hey?

SPECTATORS:
Jab! Jab!

Come on, Jack!

Nothing between you?!

You've ruined everything
for a fucking whore!

Come on, come on!

You'll kill him. Stop it!