Original subtitles

There must be some kind of way out of here

Said that you're good to thief

There's too much confusion

I can't get no relief

I'm alone, but watch that love

I'm alone, but watch that love

I was gonna lose this kid

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Vanity Fair

Please remember, Vanity Fair is a very vain, wicked, foolish place

Full of all sorts of humbung, falseness and pretension

Not a moral place, certainly, nor a merry one, though, very noisy

A world where everyone is striving for what is not worth having

I'm alone, but watch that love

I'm alone, but watch that love

Princess, can't prove you

You forget your station with Sharpe?

You do?

Yes, daily and most sincerely

I took you in when you had nothing

I got a very good bargain for your trouble

It's simple, Miss Pinkerton, if you want me to teach the girls music

As well as French, you'll have to pay me proper money

Or find me a situation elsewhere

Lord knows, that's what we both want most in the world

Becky, if you think that because you are clever society will overlook your low birth

I do, yes, why not?

Then I fear the real world will come as a dreadful shock to you

I'm the only person under your room for us the first idea what the real world looks like

I wanted a pure red arrow, but the park can be so unreasonable

My other pony is a palagrino

So jealous!

I shall write to you every single day

Oh, be sure I will never forget you

Hush girls, hush!

The last day of school, not the end of the world

Girls, please, for those of you leaving us today

A little moment of what my sister and I hope have been happy is a lovely dictionary

With a more lady-like attitude, you could have had a future here

I'd rather beg in the streets

Oh, oh yes, I see it now

Only innocent foolishness could have led me to think I could ever make something of the daughter of an artist

And an opera girl

Miss Shaw, you shall make your way to Hampshire

There to take up your new situation as governess

All the details are here

Governess

Ungrateful, wretched

I am worth more than Hampshire

We shall see a serpent crawly MP share your opinion

You start one week today

An orderly queue, girls

Where am I to go until then?

No longer my concern

You see?

How a Christian may seek to do good girls

Only to find she has nursed a viper in her bosom

You must be a pesser, but you are not a good girl

Gosh

You might tell your parents that had mistress they pay so well

Can't speak a word of French

Free at last

Leave it there

Damn it, blast

I'm sure she didn't mean it, Miss Sharp

Oh no

Becky, please don't cry

No, Amelia

I don't know, no, just...it's nothing

I don't know, it's nothing

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

It's not too late

I'm sorry

Amelia

Amelia, what are you doing?

She's coming home with me, Miss Sharp has a situation

Miss Sharp is going to Hampshire

Pause it girls, didn't get the best start in life

Don't make excuses for the miques

You gave that

Serpent for my precious dictionaries

It's only two and nine pence

Leave the front!

Leave the plan!

I hate the whole play, Amelia

I hope I never sit eyes in that black hole again

I wish you at the bottom of the Thames

I never knew you capable of such wicked, vengeful thoughts

You were all together, too good to be true

So that was school, and this is the world

The King country!

Our great city, what are your hopes of it, Amelia?

And just like any other girl, I want to be married and happy

What about you?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I want to make sure tomorrow is better than today

Every day, hmm

Thank you, mama!

You'll squeeze her to death, you nanny

Oh, why am I darling? Welcome home

You've heard me speak about Becky?

Mentuously, yes, yes

She's come to stay

Oh, it's only for a week, she's nowhere else to go

What a lovely surprise!

Welcome, come

Come on, come on, come on through

All the girls adored her

And we thought her so exotic, mama, with her wild hair

And singing her little songs, little orphan, all alone

See, thing would cry over a dead canary

Thank you

So as to your father, Miss Schum

He taught the girls drawing and painting while still in health

Alas, our Lord saw fit to reunite him in heaven with my love at my mum

He was a man of great talent and virtue and he died in my arms with a prayer on his lips

What a holly!

I'm so very fortunate that dear Miss Pinkerton allowed me to remain at the school

And gave me the opportunity of helping to teach

Miss Pinkerton is a saint

They love you, I knew they would

Amelia, what I'd give to her parents were so kind and formed and rich

Oh, they're not rich, not really, papa's only a stop-break and I'm sure he's a very good one

It's Joss who has the money to burn

It's yours, hmm

He went mine, he bought me two more when he came home from India

Oh, my brother Joss, he's the collector of Boggley Wallards in India

What does he collect there?

Do you know I have no idea?

India sounds so far away, so exciting

We're about the same size

Let's see

Perfect colour for your confection

Where at at dinner?

I can't believe you never told me you've got a brother who's an Indian name bomb

Is your sister in all night?

Joss married, Lord of the...

No, no

My poor brother, he's terrified of young ladies

Well, I shan't let the poor soul be terrified of me

Why is her there here?

Oh, how do I look?

My hair, perhaps an necklace, maybe the carneleons

Oh, Becky, I feel I may faint

The young lady will be pleased to see you, sir

I thought I would die when I didn't get a letter from you for two whole weeks

Silly miss, but I'm here now, as I promised, although I can't stay long

I think Amelia, this gentleman is perhaps not my brother

This is George, of course

Oh, Mr Rebecca Sharp, my best friend from school

Mr George Osborne, my best friend from forever

I had a good deal about you, Mr Osborne

The French mistress

My family had a point of hard times, but my mother was a mum or auntsy

She's only here for a week, and I so long for the two of you to love each other

Emmie Will, Miss Sharp

Mr Josh, sir, Osborne, Emmie

Josh, he isn't possible, Josh, Josh

Josh, challenge for you, Miss Sharp

Yes, we've lived it all our lives

So you're the part that stopped Roker in this house and his father banker in that one?

George, yes, and his papa, Mr Osborne

Neighbours and best friends

But an arranged marriage is so old, fashioned, what about falling in love and so?

We are in love, silly

Ever since we were little children

I'd love my George, if his father were a chimney sweep

It's love that matters, isn't it? So much more than money

Depends how much you start out with

You didn't mean that

When you find the right man, he'll have lots of money, or he won't be the right man

I hope I appreciate Curry's hot enough for you, Josh

Mother, it's twice as good as any of my curries in India

I made it just the way you liked it

Monkey curry, snake curry, it's all they ever eat in Bongy Woolers, isn't it right, Josh?

Don't torment the boy

May I try some?

Oh, no, Becky, you won't like it

Me and I, Mr Josh, I so want to learn about Indian dishes

Careful, Miss Sharp, the collector is accustomed to a lot of chili

Chili sounds so cool and lovely

Mr. Sedley?

What do you need to do with me?

Yeah

I have a little glass of water

Please

Get

When have you known him to be remotely interested in young ladies until now?

Most fond mothers are trying to have a welcome development in the Son of 30

An artist's daughter, it's demeaning

Name me, the young lady of good breathing who want to accompany that great lardie loafer to India?

My son is not lardie

He's as vain as a girl

He's greatly all made of the new ever-wear in your whole life and that's saying something

You're part

Thank you, Sam

Thank you

Louise, if the first girl to fish for him hooks him, good luck to her

I don't care who he marries

This little friend of a meal is a white face, isn't it?

Better than sending back to India into the arms of some dusky Maharani

Better than a dozen mahogany grandchildren

Where are you?

Where are you? How far can she get in a week?

In two years to come

Decide the ages of 30 years 30

Won't happen, we can do it

Skyrim Imperial show

Oh, what?

Mr. Joss.

Hey, fever.

So help me Sam, I'm a martyr to it.

No, no.

Joss.

For Amelia.

For Miss Sharp.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

No, no, the other way around.

Oh.

Oh.

You are kind of...

Agh!

Bff!

You're kind of a heart, sir.

I call your loving family.

We'll take these.

I'll find them all.

It won't be a minute.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

You are kind of...

Agh!

Bff!

You're kind of a heart, sir.

Oh.

Oh.

You must have so many fascinating tales from your life in India, Mr. Joseph.

Oh.

And another time, this enormous wedding elephant just ran a mock through the village with a great big parasol waving violently above its head and tusks just everywhere.

And all its fingers and toes painted.

Fingers.

They have a lot of toes, dewelephants.

And tusks, of course. Scary tusks.

I'm sure you were not scared.

Indeed I was not.

I think I might.

Well, in fact, I did. Yes, I did.

I... I ran out into its path, and I seized it by the bridle.

I'm prevented the deaths of so many innocent natives.

Indeed.

Indeed I did.

Definitely.

Are there many ladies in... in Boggliwala?

Ladies, you already know.

It's a lonely, marshy, jungly sort of place.

I scarcely see a Christian face.

Why, I shouldn't mind that for a minute.

Not if there are elephants and tigers and...

brave, gentlemen.

Miss Schon.

Becky, could you ever think?

I mean...

could I ever who?

Oh, Tiffin!

Oh, my God.

Excellent. Thank you.

More than this.

Yes?

No.

Even though I was very quiet and laid in like

and enormously interested in India.

Tomorrow. I know it.

Tomorrow or the next day he will declare himself.

I know nothing of the pit calling MP.

I cannot bear to be a governor's.

I wasn't put on this earth to be a poor and friendless spinster.

I've only three days before I must leave the darkest amperior.

You're not going.

You're not. It's too unfair.

But you should be unhappy when I am so blessed.

What are you doing?

Reminding George of a promise?

Well, I don't like her.

She's a nice, gay, merry young creature.

In fact, she's definitely like that fine girl at Dum Dum that made a dead set at me.

Miss Cutler is what?

That was ten years ago. Didn't Miss Cutler marry the surgeon?

I have a most killing flair with the ladies, George.

It would be unfair of you to suggest otherwise.

The ladies, they'll need a chaperone.

Gad, Josh, you're the ones in need of a chaperone.

At least until the departure of a certain young person with fire in her eyes.

Pooh, nonsense.

Just the man. The virtue of the Queen of Shiva would be safe with him.

Dobbin' of ours, I say, Dobbin'.

Madness. But apparently I promised Mr. Sedley's sister I would take it of Vauxhall.

Vauxhall?

Will you join us for a nice pleasuring?

Not entirely my cup of tea.

Oh, go on, Dobb. You're going to be my best man and you ought to at least see her.

Well, I haven't met her, haven't I?

Years ago, your tenth birthday party, you must remember, Emmy, Dobbin poured an entire bowl of punch

down your mother's green satin dress.

Long for giving, dear Captain Dobbin.

Alas, I...

You were so young and tiny, Miss Sedley. I was big and awkward.

Still.

Dobbin.

Dobbin, the one you were at school with, George, the one who beat off that horrid bully when you were just a little boy.

I just took the other chap by surprise, being much taller.

Old Dobb dropped that vine and like a billiard ball into a pocket.

Hail Dobbin, the conquering hero.

Hmm.

You'll always be my hero, Captain Dobbin.

My dear.

Oh, he's been priming himself.

Damned fool.

The collector of Bogler Walar is pleased to offer his arm too.

Miss Sharp.

For this evening's foray to voxel pleasure gardens.

Welcome Miss Sharp to the Earthly Paradise that is voxel gardens.

I intend to take it by storm, sir.

And you share.

It's the emperor of India himself.

What do you do for you, Miss?

Do not be alarmed by the riff-raffness sharp for I shall protect you.

I know it's, er, all the music started already.

Dobb, take the shawls and things, would you?

Thank you.

And get to take it, I'll pay you back.

Oh, God.

It's very...

The first year each night will be blessed the moon shall be...

Whoo!

Careful Miss Sharp.

I love this place.

Absolutely thrilling, Miss Sharp.

This is the most beautiful, fair-the-corey.

Nice.

It's my very expensive, vintage band that you want to know.

Get your drinks here.

Yes, my man.

Stout.

Do you have a claret, man?

He always claried here in the old days.

Isn't that the letting any of Tom, Dick and Harry?

Oh, Mr. Joseph's the whole point of this place,

as my dear papa used to say, in happier times.

Oh!

Oh!

The air is sweet, though, isn't it?

Isn't it, Miss Sharp?

Violet's and Rose's and...

What's that? I can't quite...

I can't quite make it out.

Whoo!

Thrilling, isn't it?

Thrilling.

Oh, my God.

Ladies and gentlemen,

pray, raise your eyes to the heaven,

and there feast them on the beautiful,

the extraordinary, the ineffable courage

and artistry that is all the way from Paris,

Madame Seque.

Oh, no.

I wish we could have come alone, Mr. Two of us.

Well, that would miss the whole point.

I thought the point was to gaze into my brown eyes

while the sun sets romantically in the west.

Oh, look, I'm gazing, I'm gazing.

Oh, my eyes are so close.

Oh, my eyes are so close.

Oh, Mr. Charles, promise to protect me!

Take my hand, Miss Sharp,

and wish we could ascend into the heavens together.

Bring up the rear-ozzball, would you?

As a good fellow.

I'm not nervous, are you, saidly?

Me? No.

The idea.

Hold on tight, ladies and gentlemen.

Hold on tight.

And up we go.

Whoa!

Oh, my...

Oh, yeah!

It's too high already.

Never to lie, not me.

They're on top of the world.

George.

I didn't think I'll ever be happier than in this moment.

I very much hope that's more true.

Oh.

I just come out of nowhere.

Are you sure you're not frightened?

I'm with you, Josh.

There might be footpads and mountabags.

You're with me.

Are we still here?

One, shilling and sixpence, Miss.

One and six.

Oh.

Vanity of vanities.

Tell me, Hermit.

Shall we two be happy?

I can send you a tall, dark, handsome stranger.

But your only break is hot.

I don't really like this, watching.

Tell me another.

Give us another one and six then.

Oh, Baba Ross, Mardish.

I'm not sure this fella really is a Hindu, Becky.

Oh, Jimmy.

Hope we go miss shop.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

They didn't know about you, Miss shop.

I need a drink.

Don't know, do this to me.

For the ladies.

Sir, may I help?

Be off with you.

I can carve better than any native.

Yes, sir.

I'll take that.

Beware.

I'm very terrible when I'm aroused.

Joseph, for heaven's sake, let the poor fellow do his job.

If there's nothing else, sir.

Rack punch.

Bring rack punch.

Everyone drinks rack punch and foxy.

No, just please don't.

Ladies won't drink it.

I don't like it and you'll regret it.

But it's tradition.

And besides, I need something to calm my nerves tonight, George.

Oh boy.

Well, you're on your own, man.

Oh.

And with sir, ah.

What a perfect night for...

For oh, Miss shop.

Oh, Miss shop.

Bring another.

Oh, Miss shop.

Oh, Miss shop.

Oh, Miss shop.

Oh, Miss shop.

Go on darling, are you going to join in with your big bow?

Please take us home.

For heaven's sake, George, you've had enough.

Ladies.

No, no, no, no.

My dear soul, my little darling.

No, no, no, no.

I'll have a lot more bright there.

I'm going to do it.

George, I'm going to do it.

You stopped me.

Stop it.

That's enough.

Oh, my God, that's enough.

Give me a sec.

Oh, hey.

Stop that.

That's enough.

My soul's still like...

I'll just do it.

My own one.

Miss shop.

I said that.

Would you do me the grave on a...

Back on the council.

Back on the council.

Oh, but everything's gone wrong.

Whose fault is that?

Just, just, darling, say it to me, say it to me.

Back away into the shop.

George, that's just unqualled for.

That's right.

Insart me now and there's no one to defend me, but just you wait.

Knock him down the swine.

Go on darling.

She's fasted.

Who's he stopping?

He up madam.

All of you stop it.

George, take the ladies back to the carriage now.

Show's over.

Come on, Becky.

Joce will speak tomorrow.

Listen to me, we'll speak tomorrow.

Show's over.

Come on.

Oh, my hat.

I can't forget my hat.

Come on.

You told her, doggy.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

You told her, doggy.

I know.

I will marry her tomorrow.

I know.

And you should be witness and will live happily of laughter.

In our emperor?

I know.

You'll do nothing in this sort and neither will I.

You know what the problem is with you is.

You've never been in love.

I can't send you home to Amelia in this state.

Becky, come on.

Becky.

What's God's parade?

Sorry, Becky.

Oh.

Bloody fool.

Don't fall over, darling.

Don't fall over.

Don't fall over.

I'm sorry, George, for God's manners tonight.

It's not like him.

Really, it isn't.

It's no surprise if he wishes your brother to marry better.

Who is better than my friend?

All the women in England, it seems.

But you can blame George for wanting the best for you.

You're being too kind as always.

If there's to be any kindness in me, I should learn it here.

I do long to join your family, Amelia.

So kind and warm and welcoming to a poor orphan.

Can you love Josh, though, as a husband, in spite of the...

The rack punch and the singing.

I feel sure of it.

He is kind of heart, and as for his manners, I shall be the making of them.

He calls you souls delight in front of everyone.

Then he must prepare his marriage tomorrow.

I shall be the happiest little orphan in London.

And we too shall be happy wives and sisters forever.

Ha.

Sidley!

Wake up!

No, no, no, no, too loud, too loud.

I do believe I'm very terrible when I'm roused.

Terrible!

Your professor.

Oh, George, be kind.

He made a complete fool of himself and his sister with his crying and singing.

I never sing.

On Richmond Hill, there lives a lass more bright than something, something.

Oh, my dearest diddle-darling, oh, my soul's delight.

Then you let her ogle you and flatter you and tell him, Dobby, there's nobody else for me.

I push up.

She worships your money.

Have mercy, George.

There's nobody else for me, Dobbs.

I know.

I'm a liberal man.

But I've got my pride, and when I marry Amelia, I want a lady for my sister-in-law, not a French mistress.

Thank you.

I'll take care of you.

You will not.

It says clearly, Miss Amelia Sedley.

Not little Miss Houda she think she is.

Well, can you be so rude to me when I'm a guest at the town?

Not for long.

A letter for you, Miss Sedley.

Come on, Miss Sam.

It's from the Joss.

He's gone to chump.

Is he coming back?

He begs your forgiveness.

I'm treated her to pardon and forget every word.

I may have uttered when excited by that phaedence supper.

I'm treated her to pardon and forget the phaedence supper.

Better luck in your next life.

I'm sure he'll regret it.

Jaws? Or George?

Clearly, it wasn't meant to be, and that's the end of that.

Moving on is something I do know how to do.

No.

No, don't leave. I'm sure we can.

No, no, we can't.

Take it. Take both of them.

They can't bear to part with you.

I can't aliens, please.

I'll be accused of stealing your jewellery.

No, Amelia. Leave me my desire for foreign travel shall not.

Lead me as a convict to Australia.

You are angry with me.

No. What was you?

The world, perhaps?

Write to me.

Write to me and I shall write to you.

Keep my letters in this box and...

...soon the box will be full.

And we shall meet again.

Michelle.

Meanwhile, I shall be governess and learn to love every minute of it.

Yes, yes, I promise to love you forever and ever and ever and tomorrow would be best than today.

Are you rich man at his castle?

Be poor man at his gate.

Fortunately, I'm not a man.

I'm not a man.

I'm not a man.

I'm not a man.

I'm not a man.

Fortunately, I'm not a man.

Drive on!

Yes, indeed, mate. Happy to be of service to such a lovely young lady.

Goodbye. Thank you for everything.

Oh, that was a long week.

Just for Superghetto.

Immediately able to Superghetto.

So am I.

She has no one.

Look, you don't know the world as I do, any.

Your friend must learn her station.

How much further?

We're here.

Lean's crawling.

We can't even see a house.

We can't see a house.

It's can't be right, Coachman.

There's nobody home but I'm expected.

Indeed you are, young lady.

By Sir Pitt, Crawley and Peay.

He welcomes you to his humble abode.

Sir Pitt.

How can you pay a governess if you can't afford a coachman?

I can afford as many as I damn well like.

But I like to drive my own horses.

And I don't like to teach my own children.

Well...

Who am I, no gorer?

He's partial to a young lady.

Go now.

There you go.

Dead on.

Why is everyone?

I don't like a lot of fuss in the evening.

Why is it so cold?

Cold? Can't we?

We let her fire just this afternoon.

Who's that?

That's one of the lady Crawleys. I forget which.

Gora, get you.

We're a mehass off the lady's bed.

Come on.

Well now, Miss Sharp, these shall be your quarters.

And very fine they are too. I think you'll agree.

There's a lovely view here in the daylight.

This was my wife's favourite room.

Where's Lady Crawley tonight?

She died.

Right there in that bed.

Your face.

Get them every time.

Come on, lad.

Sleep well.

Are you sure you won't be lonely?

No, certainly not.

Right there.

Oh, no.

No.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.