Harlots (2017) s03e04 Episode Script
Season 3, Episode 4
1 - Oh, don't stop! - HAL: Where have you been? Sliding his pole up Charlotte Wells.
My wife is an astute businesswoman.
- I'm Mrs.
Margaret Young.
- EMILY: How are you here? - You were hanged.
- Breathe a word and I'll make sure that your boys lose their chance at this land.
JONAS: With me, you are safe.
We could all be hanged for harboring you.
- No one must know I'm here.
- My money buys your secrecy.
For luck.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
ISABELLA: It's from my brother.
It's his way of telling me that he's returned.
Tell me about the fire.
Those Pincher boys made me like them.
I've got to warn Jonas not to sell to them.
She's gonna ruin the deal.
Do you intend on stealing from us again? That's all in your mind.
I'm very forthcoming.
ISAAC: I hope you will be soon.
I don't do business with arsonists.
You ruined everything for a fucking whore! Get off him! No, you'll kill him.
Stop it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[LOUD THUD.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[JAUNTY CLASSICAL MUSIC.]
Harlots 3x04 Episode 4 [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
LYDIA: Oh! - KATE: We should go back inside.
- LYDIA: Oh! They will think I did it.
EMILY: [WHIMPERS.]
- HAL: Come on.
- EMILY: [WHIMPERS.]
[GASPS.]
[EXHALES.]
Isaac, Emily, we should go.
SINGER: While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe [TENSE MUSIC.]
HAL: She must have fell.
[INHALES.]
[EXHALES.]
[SHUDDERING.]
This hasn't happened.
How can this be? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Hey, you got nine lives.
So you find this one, poppet.
My darling, my sweet, sweet girl.
Margaret.
Margaret? How did she fall? No fall.
Murder.
[SOBBING.]
Go get the magistrate.
Go to Stuart Knox in Cecil Court.
He won't fail you.
[SCREAMS.]
I'm going to die! [SCREAMING.]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
Keep him out! He's a beast! [POUNDING ON DOOR.]
Don't come near me! This wailing is intolerable.
Why can't the damn woman just push the thing out? ANNE: [SCREAMS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
They'll suspect us, even though we were nowhere near.
We must prepare ourselves, stand together.
I need to breathe.
Hal, what happened? Please tell me so I can defend you.
They were arguing at the top of the stairs.
I dragged Isaac away.
We left her there.
She could've tripped over her damn dress, but who'd believe it? I swear on my brother's life Isaac did it, didn't he? [EXHALES.]
Listen, I'm by your side.
Do you understand? I saw Quigley virtually running from that place.
She was the first person out of there.
Her and her girl, they've had a feud with the Wellses since time began.
Go tell them.
Go.
[EXHALES.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Where have you been? I've had Mr.
Mogg waiting half the night, my most loyal customer, one of Lydia's first and one of your first too.
No, Kate, go to bed.
If you won't sell her, I will.
Charlotte Wells is dead.
Get that old lech out of the house.
You shan't disappoint Moggy.
Charlotte's dead, you cloth-eared hag! I have never in my life sent a cull away unsated.
Even when your father died, we spent the day enlivening his friends.
If that idle slut won't tend him, you must or you can find another gull to feed and house you.
I'll do it.
Make him wait.
Little Lydia is coming for you.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[SOBBING.]
People people think I'm without a heart, but I'm not.
I'm not.
NORTH: Leave it.
The magistrate must see.
[SIGHS.]
I have a task for you that I do not envy.
Go get Jacob.
Do you want me to tell him? LUCY: [SOBBING.]
Come on, baby.
[SOBS.]
MARGARET: Come on, baby.
I'm here for you, baby.
Come on, baby.
Will you piss off to the night watch? Justice doesn't operate before the hour of 9:00.
A girl has been killed.
A girl has always been killed.
In Lady Isabella Fitzwilliam's house.
[SIGHS.]
[PERCUSSIVE MUSIC.]
Bloody hell.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
No.
No.
Come.
Do you think you can make a fool of me? Kissing that damned boxer, lusting after him with your obsidian eyes.
RANI: Charlotte Wells is dead.
She was a dear friend.
I need to go.
They'll need me.
Can you mind Kitty? I have to tell her brother.
He's only a child.
You're trembling.
Let me comfort you.
Disburden yourself.
[GASPS.]
Tonight.
I'll be your rock.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[GRUNTING AND MOANING.]
BLAYNE: Fuck! ANNE: [DISTANT SCREAMING.]
[SCREAMING CONTINUES.]
[YELLS.]
ANNE: [SCREAMING CONTINUES.]
[SCREAMING STOPS.]
[BABY CRYING DISTANTLY.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[BABY CRYING.]
A boy, it's a boy.
Thank fuck.
[BABY WHIMPERING.]
FANNY: Why are you here? Get out! Give me that.
It was hers.
No, I was hers.
She was mine.
- I loved her.
- Give it to me or I'll scream "fire".
Scream.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
MARGARET: Her hand is cold.
We must take her home.
NORTH: Where is home, Margaret? ISABELLA: I'm without family.
You're without home.
Please stay here.
You want to watch out.
This death carries scandal, and our presence will bring more.
We're not decent people.
ISABELLA: Charlotte was the most decent person I ever met.
Lady Isabella, Charlotte Wells, they made a reckless display of their love.
Women don't hang for loving each other.
Yet one of them lies dead.
[COINS JINGLE.]
The town must think my mistress is Lucy.
From now on, I'll be paying you both.
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
NORTH: [EXHALES.]
You're the one part of Margaret's life that she told me nothing of.
She said that all her children were from different fathers.
That much is true.
Different fathers but only one Pa.
Only one husband too.
EMILY: Harriet! I saw Mrs.
Quigley rushing away into the dark.
She was the first to leave.
You've got to tell Mr.
North.
Come on.
I can't go back to that house, not now.
Just tell them I'm more sorry than I can say.
- MAN: Is anyone there? - Come.
NANCY: Emily's just trying to throw the blame off her Pincher boys.
Charlotte was tupping Isaac.
She told me yesterday.
It was lust between them, not hate.
FANNY: I've seen him just now at Greek Street, crying over Charlotte's dress.
He's stolen it.
JONAS: The magistrate's here.
We must get you out of sight.
- No, I'm not leaving her.
- JONAS: Please.
- Margaret.
- Mom.
- JONAS: Please.
- MARGARET: No.
- LUCY: Come on, Mom.
- MARGARET: No.
- JONAS: Margaret.
- LUCY: Come on.
- JONAS: Come.
- LUCY: Come.
MARGARET: No.
- Where are you going? - ISAAC: I have to see her.
- Isaac! - I have to see her.
Are you fucking mad? Give me that.
Wake up.
You of all men crawl away and hide.
Go on.
May I see her? Are you her mother? Her mother's dead.
Did the girl have any enemies? NANCY: Lydia Quigley.
Charlotte put her in Bedlam.
She fled the scene.
NORTH: The Pincher brothers.
Saracen's Head.
They torched Charlotte's house.
So you have a woman leaving in haste and a feud with some tavern keepers? What else can you tell me? Charlotte stood up to people.
She died because she was brave.
Most killings in this city go unpunished.
I hate that fact, so I'll devour all that you give me, but you have to give me more.
LYDIA: I loved her.
Cursed her.
And now I'm bereft.
- Charlotte hated me.
- Well, I don't.
You spared me from that man, and I love you for it.
This is your tip from naughty Mr.
Mogg.
Spend it on fish for our supper.
She's the worst monster I ever met.
When I was a child, I thought her kind.
She said she was my particular friend And I believed her.
Let me work for our liberty.
She's another Bedlam, and we must be free.
No one witnessed it.
What can he do? Her death will mean nothing.
When my father died, the whole estate filed past his coffin.
I'll open my house for London to come.
Her murder will not be swept away.
Thank you.
JONAS: I must leave you for a while.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
You know everything about me now.
I have no more secrets.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
We must make her ready.
I've laid out so many girls.
[SIGHS HEAVILY.]
How can I lay out my own? We'll do it together, Ma.
He's raving! He's wandering the streets with Charlotte's dress.
[LAUGHTER.]
[CHUCKLES.]
You must be turning a handsome coin to have put up all this flim-flam.
The silks are from an investor.
The statues are on credit.
The books.
Show me the books.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I'm here to see Mrs.
Quigley.
- You saw her fall? - No.
She was already lying there.
STUART: Are you already lying, Mrs.
Quigley? There was blood pooling beneath her.
KATE: I I took her hand.
I didn't want her to be alone.
STUART: Then why did you run away? - Mrs.
Quigley was distressed.
- I didn't think.
I had to go.
Charlotte Wells put you in Bedlam.
LYDIA: My son wrongly imprisoned me.
STUART: That's not what her family say.
They say you wanted her dead.
I've seen bawds like you before.
You're raptors.
Mrs.
Quigley has shown me nothing but goodness.
My advice, Miss: Go back to your parents.
Thank you, but I'd rather be here.
Well, I'm sure you know exactly what you're doing.
Good to make your acquaintance.
I'm sure we'll be meeting again.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
LUCY: [SOBBING.]
I need to talk to Emily Lacey.
CHERRY: She's lying in state like the Queen of Sheba! Buy some flowers for Charlotte Wells! [TENSE MUSIC.]
- Why are you half-dressed? - I was just When you come out here, you make sure you're properly attired.
This ain't a flop house.
NED: We heard about your sister.
We're all very sorry, Miss Wells.
ELIZABETH: Oh, Lucy.
Oh, my poor girl.
Why is she looking at our books? I'm your partner, dear.
Mrs.
May put up some of my capital.
She's the devil's dam.
How could you do this? I tried to tell you every day.
Is this little whippet really a Wells? You don't have Maggie's lushy bosoms.
NORTH: If you weren't two steps from death, I'd pick you up and shake you into dust.
The black prince, charming as ever.
We'll continue tomorrow.
- LUCY: No, you fucking won't.
- Yes, I fucking will.
New ventures take time, as you well know.
There's nothing more to see.
How are you involved with her? I didn't know she was part of it.
FREDO: She won't be for long.
This is a molly house.
These places end in Newgate jail.
ELIZABETH: I couldn't feel more dreadful.
NORTH: You're taking advantage of my Lucy's youth and fleecing her for that old bitch.
I can fight my own battles, Pa.
I'll soon be able to buy her out.
I'm about to be Mrs.
Ali Khan, a sea of silk at my disposal.
You've got to get out of this.
I just want you to be proud of me.
I am.
I am.
This house couldn't be more safe and secure.
Fredo and I, we love you like kin.
If you use words like love and kin, you'd better know their meaning.
HAL: Where the hell have you been? You would upbraid me? You? [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
ISAAC: She's lying in state.
Lady Quimfingers has opened her house.
The whole city's on its way.
People whispering murder and our names on their lips.
You tell me.
What should I do? I don't know what to do.
You killed her HAL: I have to know that we're in this together.
You killed her, Hal.
HAL: You went behind my back and did what you like, as usual - I loved her! - If you told me you were fucking her, - she'd still be alive! - So this is my fault? Is that what you're saying? You bastard.
Magistrate's here.
Justice Knox.
Does it? STUART: Where were you last night? HAL: In the crowd watching the boxing.
Charlotte was my lover.
I loved her.
Commiserations on your broken heart.
Lovers' quarrel.
Sometimes they fight at the top of stairwells.
ISAAC: We never left the great hall.
Went in back of the crowd with Miss Lacey.
It's true.
STUART: You can verify neither of these men left the boxing match, can you? I can.
STUART: Do you know what perjury is? I know the value of God's own truth.
These boys were with me.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
DEALER: There we are.
If you imagine that you're naked, they will too.
[JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING.]
Well done, well done.
Marvelous.
[LAUGHS.]
BLAYNE: [GROANS.]
I have a son.
Congratulate me.
I should charge you for Anne Pettifer's womb.
She was my girl, and you never paid me.
I want the Venus.
I've told you, you're not good enough.
BLAYNE: I will come for her at 8:00.
Where? Girls who go with you are seldom seen again.
- I don't want her for myself.
- Mm.
Your wolf pack? BLAYNE: My reputation has suffered and I am aiming for high influence.
Prince Henry needs a governor, and I will have the post.
Does the prince want my Venus? Shall I put her in his way? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Meard Street, the corner house.
50 guineas in advance.
They can whip you for perjury.
I won't let them.
You're my pearl, Emily Lacey.
Best thing we can do is turn our minds to other things.
Our deal with Jonas Young, I can't accept that we lost it.
I'll go to my gunsmith, see what I can salvage.
He always got on well with Mr.
Young.
We could use him as a front to get our deal back on track.
Pretty little vixen, you are as clever as they come.
ISAAC: You can speak of business now? That sickens me.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
EMILY: Where are you going? A trollop lies in state in a rich woman's house.
Stay.
Isaac likes you.
He hasn't been near me in weeks.
But he wants you now, Sugarcunt.
Go and use your dirty arts.
FANNY: Emily.
- Mrs.
Wells wants you.
- Why? I told Harriet what I know.
Mrs.
Quigley scurried off.
My boys were with me all night.
Are you in trouble? Are they forcing you to lie for them? No.
Hal's not what you think.
What about the other one, the one I found crying on Charlotte's bed? Come with me, while you can.
Mr.
North won't let them harm you.
I can't.
I can't leave Hal.
Pay your respects.
I'm sorry.
NORTH: You love him, don't you Your new man? I could never leave you Not ever again.
I am glad to hear you say it.
This doesn't feel real.
Last night, Charlotte said to me I had her life.
She almost went to America.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
She stayed for my sake.
If I could take her death, Will, I'd have it as my own.
I'd do the same.
Put it on.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
I love you.
I love you.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
Emily Lacey won't come.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC.]
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
I didn't expect to see you here.
It's a brave act to stand up for one's friend.
I wish I had stood up for mine.
Think nothing of it.
You endure the opprobrium of our whole wretched class.
I admire you.
That's my dress.
His whore is wearing my dress.
LYDIA: Avoid talk with him.
He's a wolf.
BLAYNE: Look at those eyes, sweet as a doe.
She's my pearl of great price.
Well, then I will cherish her.
[HORSE CHUFFS.]
Hm.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Mine.
[LAUGHS.]
EMILY: My warlord, been looking for you.
Mr.
Young.
So what have I missed? CHADWICK: I will look after Miss Lacey and her friends.
JONAS: The price stays the same for the next 24 hours and then I'll go to the open market.
Miss Lacey.
EMILY: You genius.
Have you just got our deal back on track? You got me involved with two miscreants, and now a girl is dead.
I want you out of my house and your dangerous friends out of my life.
If I see them near my shop, I will fire upon them without warning.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[GENTLE PIANO MUSIC.]
How dare you come here? - Get out.
- Shh, shh.
Just get out! I just wanted to see her.
- I mean no disrespect.
- NORTH: Have you no shame? MARGARET: [SOBS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[DISTANT SCREAM.]
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
If you play your hand well, tonight will transform you.
The prince wants a mistress, and I want the prince.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
I see Blayne is putting himself forward to be the prince's governor? - He's from a fine family.
- CROFT: I hear the man's a cur.
He'd have a great deal of power.
Is he a fit companion for the prince? The palace seems to think so.
HENRY: The Cocoa Tree Venus.
BLAYNE: Wait till you see her disrobed.
And where are you from, Venus? Uh, Mount Olympus, home to all the gods.
The jade has learned her lines.
[LAUGHTER.]
Do you even know where Olympus is? In Greece, where my name's Aphrodite.
And when suitors insult me, I show my wrath.
- How? - By making them fall in love.
I'd like to see that.
Show your wrath.
But you haven't insulted me.
Cunt butter.
[CHUCKLING.]
I have now.
Insult me back, lewdly.
Give me your gutter wrath, and I'll fall in love.
- What did Croft want? - He called you a cur.
Suck my whorepipe.
[GASPS.]
KATE: You are no prince.
BLAYNE: Your Majesty, allow me to remove her.
HENRY: What a waste of my time, loathsome harlot.
Yes? [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
This Bedlamite you indulge is as spiteful as the morning light.
She'll turn around and bite you, just like Charles did.
You must break her.
[COUGHS.]
[WHEEZES.]
[COUGHING AND WHEEZING.]
You taught me never to give love.
[COUGHING.]
So whenever I try, it warps and buckles.
[WHEEZING.]
[COUGHING AND WHEEZING.]
My own son hates me.
Charlotte, her mother, countless girls, they all hate me.
Of course they do.
I'm their corruptor, just as you were mine.
[COUGHING.]
Why did I never hate you? [CHOKING.]
Lydia You and my father put a numbness into me [COUGHING.]
The numbness of a misused dog! [SOFT WHEEZE.]
You made me into a beast And now you try to tell me not to love my angel, Kate.
Well [WHEEZING WEAKLY.]
Hate spreads And if I didn't hate you when I was a child [WHISPERS.]
Be assured I hate you now.
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
[GASPS.]
[LAUGHS.]
BLAYNE: Piss a bed, piss a bed, Barley Butt Your bum so heavy, you can't get up Piss a bed, piss a bed, Barley Butt Your bum so heavy, you can't get up [LAUGHS.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Meet my son, Henry Harcourt.
[KISSES.]
Born yesterday.
He's very fine.
Where is his mother? Oh, she died, the poor thing.
[CHUCKLING.]
Your face her face! Bring Miss Pettifer.
Forgive me my joy.
I'm truly sorry.
Charlotte Wells was a bright star.
She was pushed, and she fell.
[SIGHS.]
Tell me you're not here to accuse me.
Isabella, whatever demon was in me, I've cast it out.
Where were you? Here.
My son was being born.
Believe me, I want no bad blood between us.
News of your fame has spread since I was away, queen of the demimonde, beloved of the gutter press, enough to make a brother proud.
[BABY COOS.]
And this is my sister, Lady Isabella.
Harcourt, let me hold him, just for a moment, please.
BLAYNE: Don't be an annoyance.
[SOBBING.]
May I hold him? BLAYNE: Hm? [BABY COOS.]
Here.
He's the image of you.
BLAYNE: I hear you made Sophia a splendid match, a a footman, wasn't it? [TENSE MUSIC.]
I'll leave you to your joy.
[FRANTIC MUSIC.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
Mrs.
Harvey, good morning.
I've got pressing business with Mrs.
May.
I'm afraid she perished in the night.
Oh, how awful.
There's so much death about.
I hope I don't catch it.
[LAUGHS.]
Sorry, forgive my, uh forgive my gallows humor.
It's so unexpected.
I saw her only yesterday.
She choked on a fish bone.
I'm her next of kin, so your pressing business is now with me.
It's of no import now.
You have my deepest sympathies, of course.
[FRANTIC MUSIC.]
What were you up to, you old boot? [PORCELAIN SHATTERS.]
[FRANTIC MUSIC FADES.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC SWELLS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[YELPS.]
I didn't tell you last night.
You were so tired.
She choked on a fish bone.
I'm afraid I cannot feign much grief.
No.
I'm sending her to the deadhouse.
But we must look to brighter things.
How was your evening with the prince? He said some lewd things.
I pushed him away.
The marquess was furious.
I sent you all alone into the deep.
I missed my chance.
I missed it.
Kate, everything has changed.
This house is ours.
You don't have to I could have been a prince's mistress.
[GASPS.]
You will be.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
- LUCY: Mom - MARGARET: [SOBS.]
How can we leave her in the ground? We have to.
She's gone.
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
LUCY: Come on.
LYDIA: An unmarked grave.
She hated fuss.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
My miniature.
I was meant to come to you before.
MARGARET: Those damn boys, they burned Greek Street and you knew! Why didn't you warn me? Did they put my baby in the ground? [SHOUTING.]
Did they put my baby in the ground? They were with me the whole night.
You're lying.
You did this.
You let it happen.
You can't put her death on me.
If anyone caused it, you did.
Would you insult a grieving mother? MARGARET: Why would you blame me for my own daughter's death? EMILY: They were words said in haste.
I just meant you were reckless to come back.
Lydia Quigley was there when Charlotte died.
That's what I'm here to say.
Did you did you see her do it? [SHOUTING.]
Did you see her do it? As good as.
[SOBS.]
[YELLS.]
[SOBS.]
EMILY: There's nothing to be gained vexing the Pinchers.
won't bring Charlotte back.
[BIRDS CAWING.]
[PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
So Mrs.
Young is Charlotte's ma? - Get off me! - You knew and said nothing.
Of course I said nothing.
Do you think she'd have sold us the land if I'd blabbed? Charlotte would still be alive.
Don't you dare put that on me.
Charlotte's mother was Mrs.
Young.
HAL: Her mother was hanged.
I tell you, she's married to Jonas Young and this doxy knew! She swore me to silence.
You have to believe me.
I did this for you.
How can you trust her? She's stood up for us and she's given us an alibi, that's how.
Compose yourself.
Of course I trust you.
I fucking love you.
If he goes on like this, he'll give himself away.
Let me calm him down.
I'd be lost without you.
ISAAC: Those people were playing us.
Jonas, Charlotte's ma, that row was their fault.
It was their fault.
And Charlotte died.
We can use this.
Isaac, the wheel turns.
Our fortune will be made.
CHERRY: Do you need any girls, Mrs.
Quigley? Not from your end of the barrel, I'm afraid.
But I do have a job for you, Impkin.
I'd like you to instruct my Kate in the art of profanity.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
CHERRY: The backward sailor is when he wants a finger up his fundament.
So I could say, "Put your deity" Stiff.
"Put your stiff deity in my spunk box and I'll give you the backward sailor"? Find the words that go together.
Like, "You want your pikestaff in my parsley bed?" [LAUGHS.]
Um "Come and pound my mossy treasure"? You need to loosen up, girl.
Let's have another.
LUCY: This is my partner, Mrs.
Harvey.
Elizabeth, this is my ma.
You're very welcome.
Will you come in? The situation is not easy.
She's not an easy woman, Mr.
Young.
I'm leaving in two days.
Her best chance of living is to come with me.
I know.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
STUART: I've gone down every path, and my conclusion is, you've lied to me.
What I told you is true.
Give me a Bible, and I'll swear on it.
It's not a book I carry around.
I'm a patient man, and your lies will crack like eggshells.
KATE: [LAUGHING.]
Courtesan one day, tavern whore the next.
I'm disappointed.
KATE: I've ridden one man in my life.
And for that heinous crime, I was thrown from my home and sent to die in hell.
That was disappointing.
- May a kinder fate await you.
- [SCOFFS.]
My fate's what I'll make it.
That's the virtue of my job.
Fuck him, Kate.
You need the practice.
My friend says I need practice.
I drown my sorrows in strong drink, not in the arms of beautiful jades.
[CHUCKLES.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
MARGARET: In the clear morning dew As I lay down to muse A fair maiden of honor Appeared in my view Says I, pretty maid Let me not see your frown But as these words were spoken Her tears trickled down [KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
LYDIA: I've come to see my business.
- What are you talking about? - LYDIA: I've been to the notary.
As Mrs.
May's heir, all her holdings come to me.
- You can go to hell.
- I can see you're busy.
I wouldn't dream of disturbing you.
Till tomorrow.
MARGARET: But as these words were spoken Her tears trickled down While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains [LAUGHS.]
MARGARET: Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear [LAUGHS.]
And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
SINGER: While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe
My wife is an astute businesswoman.
- I'm Mrs.
Margaret Young.
- EMILY: How are you here? - You were hanged.
- Breathe a word and I'll make sure that your boys lose their chance at this land.
JONAS: With me, you are safe.
We could all be hanged for harboring you.
- No one must know I'm here.
- My money buys your secrecy.
For luck.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
ISABELLA: It's from my brother.
It's his way of telling me that he's returned.
Tell me about the fire.
Those Pincher boys made me like them.
I've got to warn Jonas not to sell to them.
She's gonna ruin the deal.
Do you intend on stealing from us again? That's all in your mind.
I'm very forthcoming.
ISAAC: I hope you will be soon.
I don't do business with arsonists.
You ruined everything for a fucking whore! Get off him! No, you'll kill him.
Stop it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[LOUD THUD.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[JAUNTY CLASSICAL MUSIC.]
Harlots 3x04 Episode 4 [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
LYDIA: Oh! - KATE: We should go back inside.
- LYDIA: Oh! They will think I did it.
EMILY: [WHIMPERS.]
- HAL: Come on.
- EMILY: [WHIMPERS.]
[GASPS.]
[EXHALES.]
Isaac, Emily, we should go.
SINGER: While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe [TENSE MUSIC.]
HAL: She must have fell.
[INHALES.]
[EXHALES.]
[SHUDDERING.]
This hasn't happened.
How can this be? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Hey, you got nine lives.
So you find this one, poppet.
My darling, my sweet, sweet girl.
Margaret.
Margaret? How did she fall? No fall.
Murder.
[SOBBING.]
Go get the magistrate.
Go to Stuart Knox in Cecil Court.
He won't fail you.
[SCREAMS.]
I'm going to die! [SCREAMING.]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
Keep him out! He's a beast! [POUNDING ON DOOR.]
Don't come near me! This wailing is intolerable.
Why can't the damn woman just push the thing out? ANNE: [SCREAMS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
They'll suspect us, even though we were nowhere near.
We must prepare ourselves, stand together.
I need to breathe.
Hal, what happened? Please tell me so I can defend you.
They were arguing at the top of the stairs.
I dragged Isaac away.
We left her there.
She could've tripped over her damn dress, but who'd believe it? I swear on my brother's life Isaac did it, didn't he? [EXHALES.]
Listen, I'm by your side.
Do you understand? I saw Quigley virtually running from that place.
She was the first person out of there.
Her and her girl, they've had a feud with the Wellses since time began.
Go tell them.
Go.
[EXHALES.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Where have you been? I've had Mr.
Mogg waiting half the night, my most loyal customer, one of Lydia's first and one of your first too.
No, Kate, go to bed.
If you won't sell her, I will.
Charlotte Wells is dead.
Get that old lech out of the house.
You shan't disappoint Moggy.
Charlotte's dead, you cloth-eared hag! I have never in my life sent a cull away unsated.
Even when your father died, we spent the day enlivening his friends.
If that idle slut won't tend him, you must or you can find another gull to feed and house you.
I'll do it.
Make him wait.
Little Lydia is coming for you.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[SOBBING.]
People people think I'm without a heart, but I'm not.
I'm not.
NORTH: Leave it.
The magistrate must see.
[SIGHS.]
I have a task for you that I do not envy.
Go get Jacob.
Do you want me to tell him? LUCY: [SOBBING.]
Come on, baby.
[SOBS.]
MARGARET: Come on, baby.
I'm here for you, baby.
Come on, baby.
Will you piss off to the night watch? Justice doesn't operate before the hour of 9:00.
A girl has been killed.
A girl has always been killed.
In Lady Isabella Fitzwilliam's house.
[SIGHS.]
[PERCUSSIVE MUSIC.]
Bloody hell.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
No.
No.
Come.
Do you think you can make a fool of me? Kissing that damned boxer, lusting after him with your obsidian eyes.
RANI: Charlotte Wells is dead.
She was a dear friend.
I need to go.
They'll need me.
Can you mind Kitty? I have to tell her brother.
He's only a child.
You're trembling.
Let me comfort you.
Disburden yourself.
[GASPS.]
Tonight.
I'll be your rock.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[GRUNTING AND MOANING.]
BLAYNE: Fuck! ANNE: [DISTANT SCREAMING.]
[SCREAMING CONTINUES.]
[YELLS.]
ANNE: [SCREAMING CONTINUES.]
[SCREAMING STOPS.]
[BABY CRYING DISTANTLY.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[BABY CRYING.]
A boy, it's a boy.
Thank fuck.
[BABY WHIMPERING.]
FANNY: Why are you here? Get out! Give me that.
It was hers.
No, I was hers.
She was mine.
- I loved her.
- Give it to me or I'll scream "fire".
Scream.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
MARGARET: Her hand is cold.
We must take her home.
NORTH: Where is home, Margaret? ISABELLA: I'm without family.
You're without home.
Please stay here.
You want to watch out.
This death carries scandal, and our presence will bring more.
We're not decent people.
ISABELLA: Charlotte was the most decent person I ever met.
Lady Isabella, Charlotte Wells, they made a reckless display of their love.
Women don't hang for loving each other.
Yet one of them lies dead.
[COINS JINGLE.]
The town must think my mistress is Lucy.
From now on, I'll be paying you both.
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
NORTH: [EXHALES.]
You're the one part of Margaret's life that she told me nothing of.
She said that all her children were from different fathers.
That much is true.
Different fathers but only one Pa.
Only one husband too.
EMILY: Harriet! I saw Mrs.
Quigley rushing away into the dark.
She was the first to leave.
You've got to tell Mr.
North.
Come on.
I can't go back to that house, not now.
Just tell them I'm more sorry than I can say.
- MAN: Is anyone there? - Come.
NANCY: Emily's just trying to throw the blame off her Pincher boys.
Charlotte was tupping Isaac.
She told me yesterday.
It was lust between them, not hate.
FANNY: I've seen him just now at Greek Street, crying over Charlotte's dress.
He's stolen it.
JONAS: The magistrate's here.
We must get you out of sight.
- No, I'm not leaving her.
- JONAS: Please.
- Margaret.
- Mom.
- JONAS: Please.
- MARGARET: No.
- LUCY: Come on, Mom.
- MARGARET: No.
- JONAS: Margaret.
- LUCY: Come on.
- JONAS: Come.
- LUCY: Come.
MARGARET: No.
- Where are you going? - ISAAC: I have to see her.
- Isaac! - I have to see her.
Are you fucking mad? Give me that.
Wake up.
You of all men crawl away and hide.
Go on.
May I see her? Are you her mother? Her mother's dead.
Did the girl have any enemies? NANCY: Lydia Quigley.
Charlotte put her in Bedlam.
She fled the scene.
NORTH: The Pincher brothers.
Saracen's Head.
They torched Charlotte's house.
So you have a woman leaving in haste and a feud with some tavern keepers? What else can you tell me? Charlotte stood up to people.
She died because she was brave.
Most killings in this city go unpunished.
I hate that fact, so I'll devour all that you give me, but you have to give me more.
LYDIA: I loved her.
Cursed her.
And now I'm bereft.
- Charlotte hated me.
- Well, I don't.
You spared me from that man, and I love you for it.
This is your tip from naughty Mr.
Mogg.
Spend it on fish for our supper.
She's the worst monster I ever met.
When I was a child, I thought her kind.
She said she was my particular friend And I believed her.
Let me work for our liberty.
She's another Bedlam, and we must be free.
No one witnessed it.
What can he do? Her death will mean nothing.
When my father died, the whole estate filed past his coffin.
I'll open my house for London to come.
Her murder will not be swept away.
Thank you.
JONAS: I must leave you for a while.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
You know everything about me now.
I have no more secrets.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
We must make her ready.
I've laid out so many girls.
[SIGHS HEAVILY.]
How can I lay out my own? We'll do it together, Ma.
He's raving! He's wandering the streets with Charlotte's dress.
[LAUGHTER.]
[CHUCKLES.]
You must be turning a handsome coin to have put up all this flim-flam.
The silks are from an investor.
The statues are on credit.
The books.
Show me the books.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I'm here to see Mrs.
Quigley.
- You saw her fall? - No.
She was already lying there.
STUART: Are you already lying, Mrs.
Quigley? There was blood pooling beneath her.
KATE: I I took her hand.
I didn't want her to be alone.
STUART: Then why did you run away? - Mrs.
Quigley was distressed.
- I didn't think.
I had to go.
Charlotte Wells put you in Bedlam.
LYDIA: My son wrongly imprisoned me.
STUART: That's not what her family say.
They say you wanted her dead.
I've seen bawds like you before.
You're raptors.
Mrs.
Quigley has shown me nothing but goodness.
My advice, Miss: Go back to your parents.
Thank you, but I'd rather be here.
Well, I'm sure you know exactly what you're doing.
Good to make your acquaintance.
I'm sure we'll be meeting again.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
LUCY: [SOBBING.]
I need to talk to Emily Lacey.
CHERRY: She's lying in state like the Queen of Sheba! Buy some flowers for Charlotte Wells! [TENSE MUSIC.]
- Why are you half-dressed? - I was just When you come out here, you make sure you're properly attired.
This ain't a flop house.
NED: We heard about your sister.
We're all very sorry, Miss Wells.
ELIZABETH: Oh, Lucy.
Oh, my poor girl.
Why is she looking at our books? I'm your partner, dear.
Mrs.
May put up some of my capital.
She's the devil's dam.
How could you do this? I tried to tell you every day.
Is this little whippet really a Wells? You don't have Maggie's lushy bosoms.
NORTH: If you weren't two steps from death, I'd pick you up and shake you into dust.
The black prince, charming as ever.
We'll continue tomorrow.
- LUCY: No, you fucking won't.
- Yes, I fucking will.
New ventures take time, as you well know.
There's nothing more to see.
How are you involved with her? I didn't know she was part of it.
FREDO: She won't be for long.
This is a molly house.
These places end in Newgate jail.
ELIZABETH: I couldn't feel more dreadful.
NORTH: You're taking advantage of my Lucy's youth and fleecing her for that old bitch.
I can fight my own battles, Pa.
I'll soon be able to buy her out.
I'm about to be Mrs.
Ali Khan, a sea of silk at my disposal.
You've got to get out of this.
I just want you to be proud of me.
I am.
I am.
This house couldn't be more safe and secure.
Fredo and I, we love you like kin.
If you use words like love and kin, you'd better know their meaning.
HAL: Where the hell have you been? You would upbraid me? You? [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
ISAAC: She's lying in state.
Lady Quimfingers has opened her house.
The whole city's on its way.
People whispering murder and our names on their lips.
You tell me.
What should I do? I don't know what to do.
You killed her HAL: I have to know that we're in this together.
You killed her, Hal.
HAL: You went behind my back and did what you like, as usual - I loved her! - If you told me you were fucking her, - she'd still be alive! - So this is my fault? Is that what you're saying? You bastard.
Magistrate's here.
Justice Knox.
Does it? STUART: Where were you last night? HAL: In the crowd watching the boxing.
Charlotte was my lover.
I loved her.
Commiserations on your broken heart.
Lovers' quarrel.
Sometimes they fight at the top of stairwells.
ISAAC: We never left the great hall.
Went in back of the crowd with Miss Lacey.
It's true.
STUART: You can verify neither of these men left the boxing match, can you? I can.
STUART: Do you know what perjury is? I know the value of God's own truth.
These boys were with me.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
DEALER: There we are.
If you imagine that you're naked, they will too.
[JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING.]
Well done, well done.
Marvelous.
[LAUGHS.]
BLAYNE: [GROANS.]
I have a son.
Congratulate me.
I should charge you for Anne Pettifer's womb.
She was my girl, and you never paid me.
I want the Venus.
I've told you, you're not good enough.
BLAYNE: I will come for her at 8:00.
Where? Girls who go with you are seldom seen again.
- I don't want her for myself.
- Mm.
Your wolf pack? BLAYNE: My reputation has suffered and I am aiming for high influence.
Prince Henry needs a governor, and I will have the post.
Does the prince want my Venus? Shall I put her in his way? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Meard Street, the corner house.
50 guineas in advance.
They can whip you for perjury.
I won't let them.
You're my pearl, Emily Lacey.
Best thing we can do is turn our minds to other things.
Our deal with Jonas Young, I can't accept that we lost it.
I'll go to my gunsmith, see what I can salvage.
He always got on well with Mr.
Young.
We could use him as a front to get our deal back on track.
Pretty little vixen, you are as clever as they come.
ISAAC: You can speak of business now? That sickens me.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
EMILY: Where are you going? A trollop lies in state in a rich woman's house.
Stay.
Isaac likes you.
He hasn't been near me in weeks.
But he wants you now, Sugarcunt.
Go and use your dirty arts.
FANNY: Emily.
- Mrs.
Wells wants you.
- Why? I told Harriet what I know.
Mrs.
Quigley scurried off.
My boys were with me all night.
Are you in trouble? Are they forcing you to lie for them? No.
Hal's not what you think.
What about the other one, the one I found crying on Charlotte's bed? Come with me, while you can.
Mr.
North won't let them harm you.
I can't.
I can't leave Hal.
Pay your respects.
I'm sorry.
NORTH: You love him, don't you Your new man? I could never leave you Not ever again.
I am glad to hear you say it.
This doesn't feel real.
Last night, Charlotte said to me I had her life.
She almost went to America.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
She stayed for my sake.
If I could take her death, Will, I'd have it as my own.
I'd do the same.
Put it on.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
I love you.
I love you.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
Emily Lacey won't come.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC.]
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
I didn't expect to see you here.
It's a brave act to stand up for one's friend.
I wish I had stood up for mine.
Think nothing of it.
You endure the opprobrium of our whole wretched class.
I admire you.
That's my dress.
His whore is wearing my dress.
LYDIA: Avoid talk with him.
He's a wolf.
BLAYNE: Look at those eyes, sweet as a doe.
She's my pearl of great price.
Well, then I will cherish her.
[HORSE CHUFFS.]
Hm.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Mine.
[LAUGHS.]
EMILY: My warlord, been looking for you.
Mr.
Young.
So what have I missed? CHADWICK: I will look after Miss Lacey and her friends.
JONAS: The price stays the same for the next 24 hours and then I'll go to the open market.
Miss Lacey.
EMILY: You genius.
Have you just got our deal back on track? You got me involved with two miscreants, and now a girl is dead.
I want you out of my house and your dangerous friends out of my life.
If I see them near my shop, I will fire upon them without warning.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[GENTLE PIANO MUSIC.]
How dare you come here? - Get out.
- Shh, shh.
Just get out! I just wanted to see her.
- I mean no disrespect.
- NORTH: Have you no shame? MARGARET: [SOBS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[DISTANT SCREAM.]
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
If you play your hand well, tonight will transform you.
The prince wants a mistress, and I want the prince.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
I see Blayne is putting himself forward to be the prince's governor? - He's from a fine family.
- CROFT: I hear the man's a cur.
He'd have a great deal of power.
Is he a fit companion for the prince? The palace seems to think so.
HENRY: The Cocoa Tree Venus.
BLAYNE: Wait till you see her disrobed.
And where are you from, Venus? Uh, Mount Olympus, home to all the gods.
The jade has learned her lines.
[LAUGHTER.]
Do you even know where Olympus is? In Greece, where my name's Aphrodite.
And when suitors insult me, I show my wrath.
- How? - By making them fall in love.
I'd like to see that.
Show your wrath.
But you haven't insulted me.
Cunt butter.
[CHUCKLING.]
I have now.
Insult me back, lewdly.
Give me your gutter wrath, and I'll fall in love.
- What did Croft want? - He called you a cur.
Suck my whorepipe.
[GASPS.]
KATE: You are no prince.
BLAYNE: Your Majesty, allow me to remove her.
HENRY: What a waste of my time, loathsome harlot.
Yes? [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
This Bedlamite you indulge is as spiteful as the morning light.
She'll turn around and bite you, just like Charles did.
You must break her.
[COUGHS.]
[WHEEZES.]
[COUGHING AND WHEEZING.]
You taught me never to give love.
[COUGHING.]
So whenever I try, it warps and buckles.
[WHEEZING.]
[COUGHING AND WHEEZING.]
My own son hates me.
Charlotte, her mother, countless girls, they all hate me.
Of course they do.
I'm their corruptor, just as you were mine.
[COUGHING.]
Why did I never hate you? [CHOKING.]
Lydia You and my father put a numbness into me [COUGHING.]
The numbness of a misused dog! [SOFT WHEEZE.]
You made me into a beast And now you try to tell me not to love my angel, Kate.
Well [WHEEZING WEAKLY.]
Hate spreads And if I didn't hate you when I was a child [WHISPERS.]
Be assured I hate you now.
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
[GASPS.]
[LAUGHS.]
BLAYNE: Piss a bed, piss a bed, Barley Butt Your bum so heavy, you can't get up Piss a bed, piss a bed, Barley Butt Your bum so heavy, you can't get up [LAUGHS.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Meet my son, Henry Harcourt.
[KISSES.]
Born yesterday.
He's very fine.
Where is his mother? Oh, she died, the poor thing.
[CHUCKLING.]
Your face her face! Bring Miss Pettifer.
Forgive me my joy.
I'm truly sorry.
Charlotte Wells was a bright star.
She was pushed, and she fell.
[SIGHS.]
Tell me you're not here to accuse me.
Isabella, whatever demon was in me, I've cast it out.
Where were you? Here.
My son was being born.
Believe me, I want no bad blood between us.
News of your fame has spread since I was away, queen of the demimonde, beloved of the gutter press, enough to make a brother proud.
[BABY COOS.]
And this is my sister, Lady Isabella.
Harcourt, let me hold him, just for a moment, please.
BLAYNE: Don't be an annoyance.
[SOBBING.]
May I hold him? BLAYNE: Hm? [BABY COOS.]
Here.
He's the image of you.
BLAYNE: I hear you made Sophia a splendid match, a a footman, wasn't it? [TENSE MUSIC.]
I'll leave you to your joy.
[FRANTIC MUSIC.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
Mrs.
Harvey, good morning.
I've got pressing business with Mrs.
May.
I'm afraid she perished in the night.
Oh, how awful.
There's so much death about.
I hope I don't catch it.
[LAUGHS.]
Sorry, forgive my, uh forgive my gallows humor.
It's so unexpected.
I saw her only yesterday.
She choked on a fish bone.
I'm her next of kin, so your pressing business is now with me.
It's of no import now.
You have my deepest sympathies, of course.
[FRANTIC MUSIC.]
What were you up to, you old boot? [PORCELAIN SHATTERS.]
[FRANTIC MUSIC FADES.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC SWELLS.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[YELPS.]
I didn't tell you last night.
You were so tired.
She choked on a fish bone.
I'm afraid I cannot feign much grief.
No.
I'm sending her to the deadhouse.
But we must look to brighter things.
How was your evening with the prince? He said some lewd things.
I pushed him away.
The marquess was furious.
I sent you all alone into the deep.
I missed my chance.
I missed it.
Kate, everything has changed.
This house is ours.
You don't have to I could have been a prince's mistress.
[GASPS.]
You will be.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
- LUCY: Mom - MARGARET: [SOBS.]
How can we leave her in the ground? We have to.
She's gone.
[MOURNFUL MUSIC.]
LUCY: Come on.
LYDIA: An unmarked grave.
She hated fuss.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
My miniature.
I was meant to come to you before.
MARGARET: Those damn boys, they burned Greek Street and you knew! Why didn't you warn me? Did they put my baby in the ground? [SHOUTING.]
Did they put my baby in the ground? They were with me the whole night.
You're lying.
You did this.
You let it happen.
You can't put her death on me.
If anyone caused it, you did.
Would you insult a grieving mother? MARGARET: Why would you blame me for my own daughter's death? EMILY: They were words said in haste.
I just meant you were reckless to come back.
Lydia Quigley was there when Charlotte died.
That's what I'm here to say.
Did you did you see her do it? [SHOUTING.]
Did you see her do it? As good as.
[SOBS.]
[YELLS.]
[SOBS.]
EMILY: There's nothing to be gained vexing the Pinchers.
won't bring Charlotte back.
[BIRDS CAWING.]
[PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
So Mrs.
Young is Charlotte's ma? - Get off me! - You knew and said nothing.
Of course I said nothing.
Do you think she'd have sold us the land if I'd blabbed? Charlotte would still be alive.
Don't you dare put that on me.
Charlotte's mother was Mrs.
Young.
HAL: Her mother was hanged.
I tell you, she's married to Jonas Young and this doxy knew! She swore me to silence.
You have to believe me.
I did this for you.
How can you trust her? She's stood up for us and she's given us an alibi, that's how.
Compose yourself.
Of course I trust you.
I fucking love you.
If he goes on like this, he'll give himself away.
Let me calm him down.
I'd be lost without you.
ISAAC: Those people were playing us.
Jonas, Charlotte's ma, that row was their fault.
It was their fault.
And Charlotte died.
We can use this.
Isaac, the wheel turns.
Our fortune will be made.
CHERRY: Do you need any girls, Mrs.
Quigley? Not from your end of the barrel, I'm afraid.
But I do have a job for you, Impkin.
I'd like you to instruct my Kate in the art of profanity.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
CHERRY: The backward sailor is when he wants a finger up his fundament.
So I could say, "Put your deity" Stiff.
"Put your stiff deity in my spunk box and I'll give you the backward sailor"? Find the words that go together.
Like, "You want your pikestaff in my parsley bed?" [LAUGHS.]
Um "Come and pound my mossy treasure"? You need to loosen up, girl.
Let's have another.
LUCY: This is my partner, Mrs.
Harvey.
Elizabeth, this is my ma.
You're very welcome.
Will you come in? The situation is not easy.
She's not an easy woman, Mr.
Young.
I'm leaving in two days.
Her best chance of living is to come with me.
I know.
[OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
STUART: I've gone down every path, and my conclusion is, you've lied to me.
What I told you is true.
Give me a Bible, and I'll swear on it.
It's not a book I carry around.
I'm a patient man, and your lies will crack like eggshells.
KATE: [LAUGHING.]
Courtesan one day, tavern whore the next.
I'm disappointed.
KATE: I've ridden one man in my life.
And for that heinous crime, I was thrown from my home and sent to die in hell.
That was disappointing.
- May a kinder fate await you.
- [SCOFFS.]
My fate's what I'll make it.
That's the virtue of my job.
Fuck him, Kate.
You need the practice.
My friend says I need practice.
I drown my sorrows in strong drink, not in the arms of beautiful jades.
[CHUCKLES.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
MARGARET: In the clear morning dew As I lay down to muse A fair maiden of honor Appeared in my view Says I, pretty maid Let me not see your frown But as these words were spoken Her tears trickled down [KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
LYDIA: I've come to see my business.
- What are you talking about? - LYDIA: I've been to the notary.
As Mrs.
May's heir, all her holdings come to me.
- You can go to hell.
- I can see you're busy.
I wouldn't dream of disturbing you.
Till tomorrow.
MARGARET: But as these words were spoken Her tears trickled down While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains [LAUGHS.]
MARGARET: Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear [LAUGHS.]
And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
SINGER: While the moon does shine clear I will mourn my sweet dear Over mountains, clear fountains Where no one would hear While the moon does shine clear And the river does flow The fair maid of the morning Has many a foe