0:01:49 > 0:01:51MAN SCREAMS
0:02:10 > 0:02:13Come, Poll, do you know my friend Lord Mortimer?
0:02:13 > 0:02:16- Lord Mortimer. - COCKATOO SQUAWKS
0:02:16 > 0:02:17Lord Mortimer.
0:02:17 > 0:02:22COCKATOO: Lord Mortimer's quite a pig. Brain small, his belly big.
0:02:22 > 0:02:24THEY LAUGH
0:02:26 > 0:02:31PEOPLE TALK EXCITEDLY
0:02:35 > 0:02:42- What's this hubbub?- One of the lunatics from the asylum, I expect. - A prank? A jest?- Go and see, John.
0:02:42 > 0:02:44Bedlam?
0:02:44 > 0:02:47- It does not look so merry a place, milord.- Never been there?
0:02:47 > 0:02:53You'll have to pay Master Sims tuppence to see all the loonies. Maybe they'll teach you new tricks.
0:02:53 > 0:02:57I have no need of their wit to entertain YOU, milord.
0:02:57 > 0:03:03- They say one of the poor devils fell from the roof trying to escape. - Very regrettable. Drive on.
0:03:03 > 0:03:08- Your Lordship, the man was known to you.- Eh?- I thought I saw him in your company not a week gone by.
0:03:08 > 0:03:10Really? Well, let's have a look.
0:03:22 > 0:03:25You, there, you with the light.
0:03:27 > 0:03:29It is.
0:03:29 > 0:03:31It's young Master Colby.
0:03:31 > 0:03:33He fell trying to escape.
0:03:33 > 0:03:37- Some of them have the sense to keep safe behind the bars.- Where's Sims?
0:03:37 > 0:03:44- Fetch him.- He is dining out, milord. - Dining out with Colby's blood on his hands. Do you know me?- Yes, milord.
0:03:44 > 0:03:49Then tell Master Sims to wait upon me in the morning. I have some few words I wish to say to him.
0:03:54 > 0:03:59COCKATOO SQUAWS, FOLLOWED BY LAUGHTER
0:04:08 > 0:04:12Will you remind Lord Mortimer that I am waiting?
0:04:19 > 0:04:21LAUGHTER
0:04:29 > 0:04:33Well, Pompey, are you a pretty boy this morning?
0:04:33 > 0:04:35What are you trying to do, Pompey?
0:04:37 > 0:04:41- Milord, I want to look like the visitor in the hallway.- Sims!
0:04:41 > 0:04:45I've forgotten Sims! You there, clear out.
0:04:45 > 0:04:48Send in the good Sims, first course for milord's rage,
0:04:48 > 0:04:55- to be eaten with a sauce of lightning, to the tune of thunder. Send him in, send him in.- Sims!
0:04:55 > 0:04:56Sims!
0:05:00 > 0:05:01LORD MORTIMER SHOUTS
0:05:05 > 0:05:08SHOUTING CONTINUES
0:05:08 > 0:05:10I'll tell you why!
0:05:10 > 0:05:14That you hated him, I knew. That you envied him was known to all.
0:05:14 > 0:05:20But that you would dare! Dare to leave that murderous window open, to murder him from spite and envy!
0:05:20 > 0:05:23Murder him? There was no murder.
0:05:23 > 0:05:29Colby was my guest. He chose to leave by a window before I could open the door for him.
0:05:29 > 0:05:33- And then, that monstrous accident. - Accident?
0:05:33 > 0:05:37Hmph! Master Sims is writing a new dictionary.
0:05:37 > 0:05:41Are accidents contrived? Plotted? Executed?
0:05:41 > 0:05:42Exactly, Mistress Bowen.
0:05:42 > 0:05:47A misadventure, contrived by the victim and executed by nature's law
0:05:47 > 0:05:51- that all who lose their grip on gutters must fall.- You stick to that story, Master Sims?
0:05:51 > 0:05:55I could never invent one half so droll.
0:05:55 > 0:05:58The characters of the tale - two poets, Colby and myself,
0:05:58 > 0:06:02but I am not only a poet, but also by your lordship's favour,
0:06:02 > 0:06:05the Apothecary General of St Mary's of Bethlehem Hospital.
0:06:05 > 0:06:09My friend comes to discuss poetry, I am absent,
0:06:09 > 0:06:14my guards mistake him for a madman, he tries to escape and is killed.
0:06:14 > 0:06:20- Like a romance, milord.- It's a romance that cost me 20 guineas and a night of laughter.- How so?
0:06:20 > 0:06:24Lord Mortimer paid an advance for poetry promised in the future.
0:06:24 > 0:06:27Colby was to write a masque for Lord Mortimer's fete.
0:06:27 > 0:06:30- If I might offer my humble talents. - Huh!
0:06:30 > 0:06:33Even at the hospital, I deal in wit and laughter.
0:06:33 > 0:06:38Are there any who have come to Bedlam and say the entertainment is not worth the tuppence they pay?
0:06:38 > 0:06:45- You don't entertain me.- You have a tender heart. Most people laugh at my ugliness.- It offends me, sir.
0:06:45 > 0:06:48To move a lady so beautiful in ANY way.
0:06:48 > 0:06:51- He's gallant too. - I am as you wish, milord.
0:06:51 > 0:06:55- And I will make your fete a frolic you will remember.- How?
0:06:55 > 0:06:59Sometimes, the success of a play belongs to the players.
0:06:59 > 0:07:04What if the masque were performed by my company of wits, the Bedlamites?
0:07:04 > 0:07:07Have your loonies perform? HE LAUGHS
0:07:07 > 0:07:13The opposition. Not John Wilkes or his whole party could think of anything as clever as that.
0:07:13 > 0:07:15You didn't think of it either.
0:07:15 > 0:07:18It's one and the same thing. My friend here thought of it.
0:07:18 > 0:07:22- Let us say that you inspired the thought, milord.- Do you hear that?
0:07:22 > 0:07:25Let us say that you both inspire.
0:07:25 > 0:07:27Milord and the beloved of milord.
0:07:27 > 0:07:31I think you misunderstand, Master Sims. I am milord's protege.
0:07:31 > 0:07:35I entertain him and he has no more freedom with me than any other man.
0:07:35 > 0:07:39In any case, if milord would but give me the day an hour at the fete,
0:07:39 > 0:07:45- I will prepare a masque of madness that will set you howling.- One week from today at the Vauxhall.
0:07:45 > 0:07:49- The company assembles at eight. - Thank you. By your leave.
0:07:53 > 0:07:56A merry notion.
0:07:56 > 0:08:00- The Lord Mayor will roll in the soup with laughter. - Capital fellow, this Sims.
0:08:00 > 0:08:06- If you ask me, he's a stench in the nostrils and a gutter brimming with slob.- But witty!
0:08:06 > 0:08:11- So HE tells us.- Even if his wit is wanting, his Bedlamites will set my guests roaring.
0:08:11 > 0:08:16Everyone who goes to Bedlam expires with laughter. Why don't you go and see them, Nell?
0:08:16 > 0:08:20- You'll see how funny they are. - Perhaps I will.
0:08:20 > 0:08:22Nice, fresh toddy!
0:08:22 > 0:08:26WOMAN SINGS: # Ladies come and buy my lavender
0:08:26 > 0:08:30# My sweet-scented lavender... #
0:08:30 > 0:08:33WOMEN GIGGLE
0:08:37 > 0:08:41SINGING CONTINUES
0:08:58 > 0:09:01Good morning, Master Sims.
0:09:01 > 0:09:07There is a Quaker waiting for you, sir, a master stonemason. Will you have him in?
0:09:09 > 0:09:12Podge, where is my rhyming lexicon?
0:09:12 > 0:09:14I need a rhyme for Mortimer.
0:09:14 > 0:09:19- That Quaker, sir.- Whatever are you rattling on about, Podge?
0:09:19 > 0:09:23I have an important commission, a rhyme comedy for Milord Mortimer.
0:09:23 > 0:09:29- You bother me about some snivelling Quaker.- He's been waiting so long. - Waiting?- Three hours, sir.- Huh!
0:09:29 > 0:09:35I waited four hours before Milord Mortimer would give me a dog's worth. Let him wait some more.
0:09:35 > 0:09:40But he will not wait, sir. He's a good workman and cheap, I'm told.
0:09:40 > 0:09:41Cheap?
0:09:41 > 0:09:43Let him in.
0:10:00 > 0:10:02PODGE CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:10:05 > 0:10:07You may leave us, Podge.
0:10:07 > 0:10:11My man tells me you'll do the work cheaply.
0:10:11 > 0:10:15With cut stone 1ft thick and good mortar, I'll do it for 15 guineas.
0:10:15 > 0:10:21- What if I gave you 18 guineas? - It would be too much.- 18 guineas and you will return to me two.
0:10:21 > 0:10:25You'll have a better price and I'll have SOME reason to employ you.
0:10:25 > 0:10:30I've forgotten what thee has said. If thee do not repeat it, I can believe no evil of thee.
0:10:30 > 0:10:34What kind of cant is this? I've asked you for a bribe, man.
0:10:34 > 0:10:40- Have you never been asked before? This is simple business between us two.- About the stonemasonry...
0:10:45 > 0:10:50I had not looked forward to the pleasure of seeing you again so soon.
0:10:50 > 0:10:54- I am curious to see the loonies in their cages.- So you shall.
0:10:54 > 0:10:56So you shall.
0:11:02 > 0:11:08Your riding crop, Mistress Bowen, you must hang it here. The law of the institute, no weapons.
0:11:08 > 0:11:13- In Heaven's name, why?- In one of his plays, Dekker, a second-rate dramatist of the last century
0:11:13 > 0:11:17wrote of those in there, "Fierce as wild bulls, untameable as flies,
0:11:17 > 0:11:23"And these have oft from stranger's sides, snatched rapiers suddenly and done much harm."
0:11:23 > 0:11:26Strangely, here one forgets you're a man of letters.
0:11:26 > 0:11:30Our hospital is ancient and well-known, much written of.
0:11:30 > 0:11:36I daresay no man or woman comes to London from the country who does not pay his tuppence.
0:11:46 > 0:11:48WOMAN CRIES
0:11:48 > 0:11:51SHOUTING AND RAUCOUS LAUGHTER
0:11:54 > 0:11:57HULLABALOO
0:11:57 > 0:12:00WOMAN SCREAMS
0:12:00 > 0:12:02RACKET CONTINUES
0:12:10 > 0:12:12WOMAN CRIES
0:12:24 > 0:12:26Are they not witty, Mistress Bowen?
0:12:26 > 0:12:30Look at the frolic this one treats himself to -
0:12:30 > 0:12:33weaving nets to catch peacocks for the royal dinner.
0:12:33 > 0:12:36They're all so lonely.
0:12:36 > 0:12:41They're all in themselves and by themselves. They pay no heed to us.
0:12:41 > 0:12:45You notice that? They have their world and we have ours.
0:12:45 > 0:12:49- Like separate dreams.- Ours is a human world, theirs a bestial world,
0:12:49 > 0:12:53without reason, without soul, they're animals.
0:12:55 > 0:12:57Some are dogs.
0:12:57 > 0:12:59These I beat.
0:13:01 > 0:13:03Some are pigs.
0:13:03 > 0:13:07Those I let wallow in their own filth.
0:13:10 > 0:13:12Some are tigers.
0:13:12 > 0:13:15These I cage.
0:13:19 > 0:13:22Some like this one...are doves.
0:13:22 > 0:13:27- I've seen enough.- You haven't seen the other cages!- I've seen enough!
0:13:36 > 0:13:41You have no idea how merry they can be, how much amusement they afford.
0:13:41 > 0:13:45Amusement! From that mad girl with her staring eyes?
0:13:45 > 0:13:49If I have offended you, Mistress Bowen...
0:14:08 > 0:14:10Thank you, sir.
0:14:10 > 0:14:15My valet can plait a tress quicker than a handy woman but he has no knack with horses.
0:14:15 > 0:14:20I was glad to do help thee. I saw thee strike Sims, thee shouldn't have done that.
0:14:20 > 0:14:23Do you think I'm afraid of him?
0:14:23 > 0:14:29Thee are able enough. It is those poor ones in there I think of. Sims will make them suffer for that blow.
0:14:29 > 0:14:32Are we lovers, that you "thee" and "thou" me?
0:14:32 > 0:14:35- I've never seen your face before. - He's a Quaker.
0:14:35 > 0:14:39My name is William Hannay. I am one of the Society of Friends.
0:14:39 > 0:14:44- I've heard of them. They turn the other cheek.- There's more to being a Quaker than that.
0:14:44 > 0:14:48It is feeling pity for those in there, as thee did.
0:14:48 > 0:14:53- Do you think I struck him because I felt pity for the loonies? - I saw it in thy face.- Pity?
0:14:53 > 0:14:55I had no such feelings, sir.
0:14:55 > 0:15:00I struck him because I wanted to, he is an ugly thing in a pretty world.
0:15:00 > 0:15:06- There are many ugly things if thee would but see them.- I did not always wear velvet.- I had guessed that.
0:15:06 > 0:15:09But where there is one like thee to wrest comfort from a hard world
0:15:09 > 0:15:13- with wit, there are ten thousand who cannot.- I don't pity them.
0:15:13 > 0:15:17- Let them do as I did.- But those in there, can THEY help themselves?
0:15:17 > 0:15:22And I have no pity for them, either. Animals without souls.
0:15:22 > 0:15:25- That is not thy thought. - Is it not?
0:15:25 > 0:15:30Come to a week hence Vauxhall and you will see me laughing at these same loonies you think I pity.
0:15:30 > 0:15:37Thee will not laugh at the poor and the afflicted. I've seen great ladies with hearts like stone, but thee...
0:15:37 > 0:15:42My heart is a flint, sir. It may strike sparks, but they are not warm enough to burn.
0:15:42 > 0:15:47I have no time to make a show of kindness before my fellow men. I've too much laughing to do.
0:15:53 > 0:15:56THEY PLAY A WALTZ
0:16:05 > 0:16:09Flanked by lunacy and speaking with the voice of youth,
0:16:09 > 0:16:14our golden age of reason will tell you of its brightest adornment -
0:16:14 > 0:16:16Lord Mortimer.
0:16:24 > 0:16:28Come, Reason, you've wit enough to say a word or two.
0:16:28 > 0:16:32What say you to this, Wilkes? A mad boy playing Reason.
0:16:32 > 0:16:36- That's a Tory joke for you.- And only the Tories will laugh at it.
0:16:36 > 0:16:39The opposition wonders what the effect may be on that sick boy.
0:16:39 > 0:16:44The Tories care only for the jest but we Whigs have some concern for the humanities.
0:16:44 > 0:16:46Do you hear that, Nell?
0:16:46 > 0:16:50Give them a jest and they answer with a political tirade.
0:16:50 > 0:16:52He said something about the boy. The effect.
0:16:52 > 0:16:55Go ask him. He'll make you a speech on the matter.
0:16:55 > 0:16:58< To this...pretty world...
0:16:58 > 0:17:01pretty world...
0:17:01 > 0:17:03To this pretty world
0:17:03 > 0:17:10there came...came...heaven sent
0:17:10 > 0:17:12- divinely inspired...- Good, good.
0:17:12 > 0:17:14The great voice of Reason.
0:17:14 > 0:17:16The...
0:17:16 > 0:17:20blessing...
0:17:22 > 0:17:26..blessing of...of our age...
0:17:26 > 0:17:31Come on, come on, I spent all morning beating it into your head.
0:17:31 > 0:17:36Milord, Reason is overcome with emotion when it must speak of you.
0:17:36 > 0:17:38- Prod him on, Sims.- Go on.
0:17:38 > 0:17:42A few more of those golden words I taught you, lad.
0:17:42 > 0:17:47- A...- Somewhere I heard that the human body must breathe through its pores.
0:17:47 > 0:17:49You shut those pores...
0:17:49 > 0:17:55..man...set...like a jewel...
0:17:55 > 0:17:59Another word, good, gentle Reason.
0:17:59 > 0:18:04..this...prince of men...
0:18:06 > 0:18:12..this...paragon...
0:18:12 > 0:18:14Lord...
0:18:14 > 0:18:19Lord Mortimer.
0:18:20 > 0:18:22CHUCKLING
0:18:22 > 0:18:26Duck him in the river. Canvas and a handful of coarse sand will get the gilt off.
0:18:26 > 0:18:30Master Sims! Isn't that harsh treatment for a sick lad?
0:18:30 > 0:18:33They have to get the gilt off if he's to be well again.
0:18:33 > 0:18:36- So you know that? - Know what, Mistress Bowen?
0:18:36 > 0:18:40That anyone painted over as thick as that poor lad will die.
0:18:40 > 0:18:43If I understand you properly, this boy is dying...
0:18:43 > 0:18:47This boy is dead because his pores are clogged by the gilt.
0:18:47 > 0:18:52Well, then, sweet Mistress Bowen, since you are such a stickler for the correct definition,
0:18:52 > 0:18:56you will grant me the fact that this boy died by his own exhalations.
0:18:56 > 0:18:58LAUGHTER
0:18:58 > 0:19:01You might say he poisoned himself.
0:19:01 > 0:19:03MORE LAUGHTER
0:19:08 > 0:19:11- Milord, have we not had enough of this?- Eh?
0:19:11 > 0:19:14Enough of that boring, dull man and his cruelty?
0:19:14 > 0:19:16- But we're all laughing, Nell. - I am not, milord.
0:19:16 > 0:19:20- He shall make you laugh. - Spare me that.- But Nell...
0:19:20 > 0:19:24A boy died tonight. A boy who had no mind to guide his thoughts or deeds.
0:19:24 > 0:19:28Maybe there'll be some concern about that among the Whigs.
0:19:28 > 0:19:31- There's none among the Tories. - They're laughing, too.
0:19:33 > 0:19:36Liberty - that is a great word you Whigs found somewhere.
0:19:36 > 0:19:40But just the same, you'll end either with the pox or on the gallows.
0:19:40 > 0:19:44That, my lord, depends on whether I embrace your sweetheart or your politics.
0:19:44 > 0:19:46THEY LAUGH
0:19:51 > 0:19:53Here is Alfrieda, queen of the artichokes.
0:19:53 > 0:19:55She will sing for you.
0:19:55 > 0:19:57APPLAUSE
0:19:57 > 0:20:02WITH A SHAKY VOICE # Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen
0:20:02 > 0:20:05LAUGHTER # Here's to the widow of fifty
0:20:05 > 0:20:09LAUGHTER CONTINUES # Here's to the flaunting extravagant queen
0:20:09 > 0:20:12# And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. #
0:20:32 > 0:20:34Master Hannay.
0:20:37 > 0:20:40This is a strange place to see thee, Mistress Bowen.
0:20:40 > 0:20:45A little dull, perhaps - but a good enough place to ask the questions I want to ask.
0:20:45 > 0:20:48I've found thee more ready with answers than with questions.
0:20:48 > 0:20:50Don't worry. My questions are pert enough.
0:20:50 > 0:20:52First...
0:20:52 > 0:20:54Do you think me a woman of kind heart?
0:20:54 > 0:20:56- I have told thee so.- Why?
0:20:56 > 0:21:00I saw thy face at Bedlam. It had kindness and compassion.
0:21:00 > 0:21:02I've never seen that in my mirror.
0:21:02 > 0:21:08But let's say I grant the fact, let's say I saw things that moved me to pity, what then, Master Quaker?
0:21:08 > 0:21:12- Perhaps God sent thee here that thee might find guidance.- From you?
0:21:12 > 0:21:14- I have not said so. - Well, from whom then?
0:21:14 > 0:21:17Perhaps He sent thee here so we might speak together.
0:21:22 > 0:21:25I've seen things tonight I have no liking for -
0:21:25 > 0:21:29my friends laughing at sorry idiots brought out from Bedlam to amuse.
0:21:29 > 0:21:31- A poor boy...- Thee need not tell me.
0:21:31 > 0:21:36It's a bad time for the poor and the people suffer. The ones with wit and the ones without.
0:21:36 > 0:21:40- And if you feel sorry for them, what do you do?- I do what I can.
0:21:40 > 0:21:42- I'm a stone mason. - How does that help people?
0:21:42 > 0:21:48I build well. Let others build as well and soon this city will become a clean and decent habitation.
0:21:48 > 0:21:55But what of me? What can I do? I'm only a jester to bring laughter to Lord Mortimer's dinner table.
0:21:55 > 0:21:59Perhaps there's a way that thee can help the poor people in Bedlam.
0:21:59 > 0:22:01Is not Mortimer a member of the council?
0:22:01 > 0:22:03Good.
0:22:03 > 0:22:05You're not such a fool as I thought you.
0:22:05 > 0:22:10Why don't you take off your hat? Have you no liking for me?
0:22:12 > 0:22:16It is a rule among the Friends to uncover only before God.
0:22:28 > 0:22:30DOOR OPENS
0:22:30 > 0:22:33Milord will see you now, Master Sims.
0:22:35 > 0:22:38- Good morning, Mistress Bowen. - Good morning.
0:22:38 > 0:22:42Ah, there, Sims. Sit down and wait a bit, I've news for you.
0:22:43 > 0:22:47- I trust you enjoyed the fete. - You'll hear presently how much I enjoyed it.
0:22:47 > 0:22:51Sims, you've no idea what we've decided. Nell has a splendid notion.
0:22:51 > 0:22:55She wants to turn Bedlam upside down and make all the loonies happy as linnets.
0:22:55 > 0:22:58Mistress Bowen is very kind.
0:22:58 > 0:23:00Can't imagine what a clever vixen she is, Sims.
0:23:00 > 0:23:03Thought it all out herself before she even spoke to me.
0:23:03 > 0:23:09Beds, blankets, some to sew, some to bake, good food - a practical lass.
0:23:09 > 0:23:15I can quite understand what Mistress Bowen wants. We've needed good beds, good food in Bedlam for a while.
0:23:15 > 0:23:18You forgot to mention good treatment.
0:23:18 > 0:23:21That, too, I'm sure we could afford that.
0:23:21 > 0:23:24You can't imagine the gratitude I bear you, Mistress Bowen.
0:23:24 > 0:23:28These reforms you propose will make my name stand out in the history of Bedlam.
0:23:28 > 0:23:31- We knew you'd agree. - I'm overjoyed, milord.
0:23:31 > 0:23:34Good, good. You see, it's done, Nell. Not a bit of trouble.
0:23:34 > 0:23:38There is but one small point - the trifling matter of money.
0:23:38 > 0:23:42- Milord has already thought of that. - The council will vote the funds.
0:23:42 > 0:23:46- That's generous of you, milord, very generous.- How so, Sims?
0:23:46 > 0:23:50- What sort of generosity?- Does not milord have property in Moorfields?
0:23:50 > 0:23:54A dozen dwelling houses, a warehouse, two inns. You see, Sims, I know my accounts.
0:23:54 > 0:23:58And I know your properties. They are taxable by the institute.
0:23:58 > 0:24:03Therefore, milord, this reform will cost you not less than 500 guineas in additional taxes.
0:24:03 > 0:24:08But what is that to you, milord? A mere bagatelle, a gift you gladly give to Mistress Bowen.
0:24:08 > 0:24:12- I will relinquish that gift, Master Sims.- I gave you no gift, Nell.
0:24:12 > 0:24:15She's merely speaking of a gift she's not going to have.
0:24:15 > 0:24:20Now, take Master Wilkes. He'd never be so generous. He would say "Loonies don't vote."
0:24:20 > 0:24:24- That's true. There's nothing to be had from them. - This is a good deed, milord.
0:24:24 > 0:24:28- 500 guineas...- There would be so much I would have to do without.
0:24:28 > 0:24:34- Nell, we'll have to forget this whim. - It is not a whim, milord! It is the first thing I've ever asked of you.
0:24:34 > 0:24:39But milord has to keep up appearances at court. You've no idea what an expense that is.
0:24:39 > 0:24:43That's true. You've no idea what a great responsibility it is to be rich.
0:24:43 > 0:24:49- What an expense!- It's simply this, milord - I've asked you to do a good deed and you find it too expensive.
0:24:49 > 0:24:54- You've no right to speak to me that way.- I've all the rights of having put up with you for nearly a year.
0:24:54 > 0:24:59Trying to make you laugh, listening to your fat laugh as it comes rumbling out of your fat throat.
0:24:59 > 0:25:03- Put up with me!- I said so. - But look what I have done for you.
0:25:03 > 0:25:08You'd be camping in the rain with the other strolling players if you hadn't caught my eye.
0:25:08 > 0:25:13Do you call that weak and watery vessel your eye? I wouldn't want to look at the world through it.
0:25:13 > 0:25:16I wouldn't want to be a dull man, for ever in need of amusement,
0:25:16 > 0:25:20to bribe and be bribed, to fawn upon the king and kick the commoner.
0:25:20 > 0:25:24In short, milord, I would not want to be Lord Mortimer.
0:25:24 > 0:25:28- YOU would not want? - Nor do I want to be with you, not for an instant longer.
0:25:28 > 0:25:34Maybe being rich and powerful is infectious. It's a disease I don't want to catch. Goodbye, milord.
0:25:34 > 0:25:36Such angry words(!)
0:25:47 > 0:25:53- As I pointed out, milord, you have every right to take legal steps. - You've been very helpful.
0:25:53 > 0:25:57- It grieves me, milord, to have been the cause of this quarrel. - It's not your fault.
0:25:57 > 0:26:01She quarrelled with me. She insulted me.
0:26:07 > 0:26:10May I guide you to the door, Master Sims?
0:26:20 > 0:26:23You know Lord Mortimer's signature. Is this not it?
0:26:23 > 0:26:26I can recognise a pig's tracks when I see them.
0:26:26 > 0:26:30Then you know I have the right to remove the furniture he loaned you.
0:26:30 > 0:26:34Loaned, does he call it? He and that loathsome Sims.
0:26:34 > 0:26:36It's all legal, all by order.
0:26:36 > 0:26:38Oh, take the things and get out.
0:26:38 > 0:26:44- That's not Lord Mortimer's! - Leave Poll alone! She's no present to be taken and given back.
0:26:44 > 0:26:50She's been with Mistress Bowen since she played Aurora in The Rivals. We were very good in that.
0:26:56 > 0:26:58NELL SIGHS
0:26:58 > 0:27:00Serves me right, Varney.
0:27:00 > 0:27:04- A kind heart butters no parsnips. - But what shall we do?
0:27:04 > 0:27:07We've nothing but the clothes we wear and poor Poll.
0:27:08 > 0:27:09Poll?
0:27:11 > 0:27:13Poll's enough.
0:27:13 > 0:27:17Remember, if gin is offered, you must take wine. It's more genteel.
0:27:17 > 0:27:19But I like gin.
0:27:19 > 0:27:24- It makes me merry. - You'll be merry enough on wine.
0:27:24 > 0:27:27But you told me Lord Mortimer likes a witty girl.
0:27:27 > 0:27:30You'd best leave the wit to me, I'll make you seem witty.
0:27:30 > 0:27:35- I can crack a joke well enough. - Not in good company, my dear niece. You're not accustomed to it.
0:27:35 > 0:27:39- I've known some gentlemen. - But this is a lord!
0:27:39 > 0:27:43A man from whose largess many blessings can come to the family of Sims
0:27:43 > 0:27:48and just for a little laughter. That's all he wants - to be amused.
0:27:48 > 0:27:50A fine lord indeed! Mocked by a parrot.
0:27:50 > 0:27:54But this parrot is our key to open Milord's friendship to you.
0:27:54 > 0:27:59Now remember, you were offended, you offered money, you...
0:28:04 > 0:28:06Milord, a dreadful thing...
0:28:06 > 0:28:09Pardon, Milord, this is my niece Kitty.
0:28:09 > 0:28:12A charming person. She does you honour, Sims.
0:28:12 > 0:28:15But have you heard the latest news of my lady? Brave Mistress Nell?
0:28:15 > 0:28:19- What a jest she's hit upon. - You mean the parrot, Milord?
0:28:19 > 0:28:23- It is because of that we've come here.- A great bit of japery, Sims.
0:28:23 > 0:28:24What a vixen!
0:28:24 > 0:28:27I had hardly thought to find you in such humour.
0:28:27 > 0:28:32But it's only a jest. Nell has the bird for sale in the market place,
0:28:32 > 0:28:34letting it scream that silly ditty...
0:28:34 > 0:28:37"Lord Mortimer is like a pig.
0:28:37 > 0:28:39"His brain is small and his belly big."
0:28:39 > 0:28:42- All London's come to laugh at the bird.- So they have.
0:28:42 > 0:28:47- It does you no good. That joke will make your proud name a mockery. - The bird won't sing too long.
0:28:47 > 0:28:51- I've sent Pompey to buy it. - That girl holds the bird at a high enough price.
0:28:51 > 0:28:55My niece, knowing of my affection for you, tried to buy the bird.
0:28:55 > 0:28:57She offered 20 guineas and was refused.
0:28:57 > 0:29:01Oh, Mistress Bowen wants more honey on her bread than that, Sims.
0:29:01 > 0:29:05- Pompey has a purse with a hundred guineas in it. - A hundred guineas for a bird?
0:29:05 > 0:29:10- Will you have some wine, Mistress Sims?- Wine is too French for me, Milord.
0:29:10 > 0:29:12It is the way I feel about men.
0:29:12 > 0:29:16I like men to be as big as beer and as strong as gin.
0:29:16 > 0:29:19Beer has a head on it, you know. You can't say that for wine.
0:29:19 > 0:29:23Gin has some muscle to it and you can't say that for wine either.
0:29:23 > 0:29:25Bless me, I've never heard anyone put it that way.
0:29:25 > 0:29:29There is much to be said for our national institutions.
0:29:29 > 0:29:31- KNOCK ON DOOR - Come in.
0:29:33 > 0:29:36- She refused? - She said it was not enough.
0:29:36 > 0:29:42- What sort of game is this? - Mistress Bowen told me to tell you the bird would remain for sale
0:29:42 > 0:29:46and that you could sell every property you owned and not have money enough to buy it.
0:29:46 > 0:29:48So that's the way the wind blows, Milord.
0:29:48 > 0:29:52Malign me! The girl digs her spurs too deep.
0:29:56 > 0:29:59Milord, we can always make her my guest.
0:30:00 > 0:30:02At Bedlam?
0:30:02 > 0:30:05No, no. She's as sane as you and I.
0:30:05 > 0:30:08Was Colby mad? He was my guest.
0:30:08 > 0:30:12We've been good comrades, Nell and I. I'll not do that.
0:30:12 > 0:30:14As you wish, Milord.
0:30:14 > 0:30:17Here, Milord. Confusion to your enemies.
0:30:17 > 0:30:21It's a shrewd trick. You can't restrain a parrot from slander.
0:30:21 > 0:30:24You can't exercise the right of privacy against a bird.
0:30:24 > 0:30:28- But I think I have a way, Milord. - Another drink, Milord.
0:30:28 > 0:30:32- It will make you a lion. - I'm an angry man.
0:30:32 > 0:30:35There are laws against the depredations of livestock.
0:30:35 > 0:30:39Is not a parrot live stock? Are you not suffering loss.
0:30:39 > 0:30:44- You know that, "He who steals my purse steals trash, but he who..." - I heard that at the playhouse.
0:30:44 > 0:30:48- What do you suggest?- We can swear out a writ of seizure -
0:30:48 > 0:30:52send a bailiff for the parrot and have it here within the hour.
0:30:52 > 0:30:55- We could do that.- Indeed we can. - Arrest a parrot?
0:30:55 > 0:30:58I'll drink on that, Milord.
0:30:59 > 0:31:01Come along! Come along!
0:31:03 > 0:31:06- I said thee can not mock thy friends this way.- Mock him?!
0:31:06 > 0:31:09- He'll wish I'd only mocked him when I finish.- Softly.- Bah!
0:31:09 > 0:31:12I swore I'd wring its neck. Give me that bird, Varney.
0:31:12 > 0:31:17Your gifts you can take back, but the parrot was mine, is mine, and remains mine as long as I want.
0:31:17 > 0:31:20Thee must be careful of other's property.
0:31:20 > 0:31:22Curse you, man! You shall fight me for this.
0:31:24 > 0:31:28- Draw, man, draw!- As thee can see, I carry no weapon. I do not fight nor brawl with other men.
0:31:28 > 0:31:34- You shall fight me.- I cannot! - Fight or I'll run you through.
0:31:34 > 0:31:37- Will you fight?- Milord...
0:31:38 > 0:31:42- My friend, thee hast no quarrel with me.- Let me go!
0:31:43 > 0:31:45NELL LAUGHS, THEN THE PARROT LAUGHS
0:31:48 > 0:31:50Thee must not mock thy friend.
0:31:50 > 0:31:53LAUGHING CONTINUES
0:31:53 > 0:31:56- PARROT:- Lord Mortimer! Lord Mortimer! Lord Mortimer!
0:32:03 > 0:32:05Thee can earn an honest living for thyself.
0:32:05 > 0:32:08I had to sew my costumes when I was on the stage.
0:32:08 > 0:32:10Two shillings a week for a seamstress.
0:32:10 > 0:32:13One can live well on that if one is frugal.
0:32:13 > 0:32:16What would I do with Varney? Who'd have him?
0:32:16 > 0:32:19- Thee hast not strength enough for a mason, Varney.- You see?
0:32:19 > 0:32:22Just the same, I'll give Varney work.
0:32:22 > 0:32:25He can sweep up the dust here. He has strength enough for that.
0:32:25 > 0:32:29He sweeps and I sew - all very fine, but not very exciting.
0:32:29 > 0:32:33- What do you think of it, Varney? - I like a merry life, Mistress Bowen.
0:32:33 > 0:32:36And so, by blazes, so do I!
0:32:36 > 0:32:38Everyone makes his living with his own tricks.
0:32:38 > 0:32:41My tricks are not yours, Master Stonemason.
0:32:41 > 0:32:45If I may say a word, Mistress Bowen, you still have many friends.
0:32:45 > 0:32:46That I have!
0:32:46 > 0:32:50There's Captain Standing, but he's always talking about Fontenoy.
0:32:50 > 0:32:54There's Armiston and Wilkes... There's Wilkes!
0:32:54 > 0:32:57That devil Wilkes!
0:33:08 > 0:33:12THEY LAUGH
0:33:12 > 0:33:14So far as I'm concerned, dear Mistress Bowen,
0:33:14 > 0:33:18you need not teach your parrot any special phrases for my benefit.
0:33:18 > 0:33:22Am I to understand from that, Master Wilkes, that you're not interested?
0:33:22 > 0:33:25- Not in Bedlam nor in me? - I did not mean that.
0:33:25 > 0:33:30I meant only that I am a different sort of a man from Lord Mortimer - I am not easily pleased.
0:33:32 > 0:33:36- I think you expect too much, Master Wilkes.- I offer more.
0:33:36 > 0:33:40You want to fight the nastiness and the corruption of Bedlam
0:33:40 > 0:33:43and I offer you political alliance with John Wilkes.
0:33:43 > 0:33:46whom his gracious majesty has called "That devil."
0:33:46 > 0:33:50Bring me the evidence and I'll be pleased to take it to court.
0:33:50 > 0:33:53Let us say that puts a brighter face on matters, Master Wilkes.
0:33:53 > 0:33:57One gives a girl a kiss to seal a certain kind of bargain, Nell.
0:33:57 > 0:34:01This is a rather public place, Master Wilkes.
0:34:01 > 0:34:04But one shakes hands with a comrade and a friend.
0:34:07 > 0:34:10This is a real blow at Wilkes.
0:34:10 > 0:34:14That is a blow I'll leave you to administer. I have one of his to ward away.
0:34:15 > 0:34:20And and so you see, Mistress Bowen, Milord thought it would be best to make friends again.
0:34:20 > 0:34:25- On your advice, I suppose, and for some purpose of your own. - Milord, speak to the girl.
0:34:25 > 0:34:29Every word he says is true and better put than I could say it.
0:34:29 > 0:34:32Well, so we're friends again. You go your way and I go my way.
0:34:32 > 0:34:36But friends aren't that off-handed with each other, Mistress Bowen.
0:34:36 > 0:34:40- Milord would like to be kind to you.- I'm duly warned. Go on.
0:34:40 > 0:34:43Milord thinks you've been looking rather pale as of late.
0:34:43 > 0:34:46perhaps the waters of Bath - a rest.
0:34:48 > 0:34:53Milord... You know that I have a contempt for certain kinds of money.
0:34:53 > 0:34:56How deep that contempt is I am about to show you.
0:35:03 > 0:35:07The Bank of England thanks you for £300.
0:35:09 > 0:35:11LORD MORTIMER LAUGHS
0:35:15 > 0:35:20Tomorrow, after the Commission for Lunacy examines her, she'll strike no more blows -
0:35:20 > 0:35:22not at you nor at me.
0:35:22 > 0:35:24Here - you sign here.
0:35:24 > 0:35:27Confound me, Sims, I can't sign this.
0:35:27 > 0:35:31She's not mad. She's not a danger to herself and others as it says here.
0:35:31 > 0:35:35Sign, Milord. She's a danger to my position and your properties.
0:35:35 > 0:35:40Alone she means nothing. But with Wilkes behind her, she's more dangerous to us than any mad woman.
0:35:55 > 0:35:57Well, gentlemen, here is your lunatic.
0:35:57 > 0:35:59You're Nell Bowen?
0:35:59 > 0:36:02I'm 23 years of age, born at Rye,
0:36:02 > 0:36:04my parents are dead, and I have no husband nor child.
0:36:04 > 0:36:10- What more would you wish to know? - The Commission of Lunacy will frame the questions for you.- Ask away.
0:36:10 > 0:36:13- Do you know your alphabet? - I know A from Z
0:36:13 > 0:36:17and I can read and write as readily as any man here. Perhaps a little better.
0:36:17 > 0:36:22- Do you know the difference between right and wrong?- What is right for me is wrong for you.
0:36:22 > 0:36:24That much I know and vice versa.
0:36:26 > 0:36:28Oh, don't fool yourselves.
0:36:28 > 0:36:31A merry answer does not make me a fool, gentlemen.
0:36:31 > 0:36:35Ask me a sensible question and you shall have a sensible answer.
0:36:50 > 0:36:53Mistress Bowen, is it true that some days past
0:36:53 > 0:36:58you refused the sum of 100 gold guineas for a parrot not worth five shillings?
0:36:58 > 0:37:02- I had my reasons. It was a jest. - You know your sums?
0:37:02 > 0:37:07- If two and two make four, I do. - Knowing that one number added to another makes a greater number,
0:37:07 > 0:37:10I presume you know a large sum of money from a small sum.
0:37:10 > 0:37:14I only know that I like large sums better than I like small sums.
0:37:14 > 0:37:18Then why did you refuse 100 guineas for a parrot worth five shillings?
0:37:18 > 0:37:22- I have told you - it was a jest. - Knowing the value of money, Mistress Bowen,
0:37:22 > 0:37:26- can you explain why it was you ate a bank note?- For a jest!
0:37:26 > 0:37:30Master Sims knows why I ate the money - to show my contempt for it.
0:37:30 > 0:37:32Is that how one shows contempt?
0:37:32 > 0:37:36No. But at that moment, it was the only way to show contempt!
0:37:36 > 0:37:39I was angry and it was the first thing that occurred to me.
0:37:39 > 0:37:45- Do thoughts like that always occur to you when you're angry?- Everyone does foolish things sometimes!
0:37:45 > 0:37:48- At a whim, for a prank. - Is it wise to eat money?
0:37:48 > 0:37:50- But it was a jest! - SIMS LAUGHS
0:37:50 > 0:37:52Gentlemen...
0:37:52 > 0:37:57Would you permit me to communicate with Master John Wilkes? He would speak for me.
0:38:00 > 0:38:04This is not a court. You are not in need of any witnesses but your own sanity
0:38:04 > 0:38:06and we shall judge the worth of that.
0:38:08 > 0:38:11INAUDIBLE SPEECH
0:38:20 > 0:38:23Mistress Bowen, you have asked for voluntary commitment
0:38:23 > 0:38:26to enter St Mary of Bethlehem's Asylum,
0:38:26 > 0:38:29the charges for your care and keep to be borne by Milord Mortimer.
0:38:29 > 0:38:32I have here the commission's approval of your request.
0:38:32 > 0:38:35The commission has adjudged you insane.
0:38:35 > 0:38:38But I made no petition to enter Bedlam!
0:38:38 > 0:38:41Perhaps you did it as a jest, Mistress Bowen.
0:38:41 > 0:38:43You're not going to put me in Bedlam!
0:38:43 > 0:38:46Not for a little joke, not for playing a trick!
0:38:47 > 0:38:49Milords! Gentlemen!
0:38:49 > 0:38:51Please listen!
0:38:51 > 0:38:54I am of sound mind! I know what I do!
0:38:54 > 0:38:56I know what I say!
0:38:56 > 0:38:59I did not ask for admission to Bedlam!
0:38:59 > 0:39:02Please! Please!
0:39:19 > 0:39:22PEOPLE MUMBLE IN THEIR SLEEP
0:39:39 > 0:39:41DOOR LOCK RATTLES
0:39:53 > 0:39:57Here in Bedlam, my dear, we can't feed you bank notes.
0:39:57 > 0:39:59Try chewing on this.
0:40:06 > 0:40:09- PARROT: Polly want a biscuit! - Polly want a biscuit?
0:40:09 > 0:40:15- See, Varney? Now that he is mine, I've already taught him a new and original trick,- Yes, Milord.
0:40:15 > 0:40:17But Mistress Bowen must've been here.
0:40:21 > 0:40:24Ah, my love, and how did you spend the night?
0:40:27 > 0:40:30- Going on a voyage, Milord? - Voyage? Oh, no, not a voyage.
0:40:30 > 0:40:33Just a trip to the country, to ride.
0:40:33 > 0:40:35To smell the innocent air.
0:40:35 > 0:40:39To listen to the twitter of the birds. To rusticate.
0:40:39 > 0:40:42- I see - to rusticate. - I would invite you, my dear,
0:40:42 > 0:40:46but it's a bachelor affair - sport, you know.
0:40:46 > 0:40:48Manly things.
0:40:48 > 0:40:50I see.
0:40:51 > 0:40:56Well, all good things must end, Milord. I'll have a bit of the gin.
0:40:58 > 0:41:02And another little sip, to get rid of the dry taste of piety.
0:41:02 > 0:41:06Piety? I thought there was precious little of that in this house.
0:41:06 > 0:41:10There's a Quaker out there who wants to see you. Pompey is sending him about his business.
0:41:10 > 0:41:14Such a person has never been known in this household.
0:41:14 > 0:41:16Come now. Thou must know that to be an untruth.
0:41:16 > 0:41:19Mistress Bowen had tea with Milord only yesterday.
0:41:19 > 0:41:22Your young lady was the one who was telling tales.
0:41:22 > 0:41:27There's been no woman in this household but Mistress Sims since I can remember - so they tell me.
0:41:27 > 0:41:30Well, never mind.
0:41:40 > 0:41:42- Where is the Quaker? - He's been and gone.
0:41:42 > 0:41:45- He must have just left. - That's likely.
0:41:47 > 0:41:52# Apples! Apples! Apples a penny! Apples... #
0:41:52 > 0:41:56Master Hannay! Master Hannay! I'll tell you where she is!
0:41:56 > 0:41:59- I'll tell you where she is! They put her in Bedlam.- Bedlam?
0:41:59 > 0:42:02Yesterday, they summoned her. She's there now.
0:42:02 > 0:42:04- Well, thee must come with me. We shall go to Bedlam.- No.
0:42:04 > 0:42:07I can't go with you. I'm employed by Milord.
0:42:07 > 0:42:10You see, Master Stonemason, I have to live.
0:42:10 > 0:42:13And you said I didn't have enough muscle for honest work.
0:42:13 > 0:42:16It is enough that thee is an honest man, Varney.
0:42:16 > 0:42:19That thee ran all this way to tell me where she is.
0:42:26 > 0:42:29VARIOUS VOICES SHOUT: Nell Bowen! Nell Bowen!
0:42:30 > 0:42:33VOICES CONTINUE, THEY GROW LOUDER
0:42:38 > 0:42:42- Is that your name they call? - How do they know I am here?
0:42:42 > 0:42:47They don't know. Some of our poor companions spend their days looking out the window.
0:42:47 > 0:42:49If they hear a new cry, they repeat it,
0:42:49 > 0:42:52then others take it up and so it goes.
0:42:52 > 0:42:55But my name - how do they know it?
0:42:55 > 0:42:57Someone must've shouted it in the street.
0:42:57 > 0:43:01- Perhaps someone trying to reach you. - Thank you! Thank you!
0:43:43 > 0:43:44You can't come in.
0:43:44 > 0:43:47- By George Sims' order, I suppose. - Even so.
0:43:47 > 0:43:50- May I see Sims?- And quickly too.
0:43:50 > 0:43:54- I've been refused admittance. - That is unfortunate. A new ruling. You understand.
0:43:54 > 0:43:59I understand only that I am a free man - that I have money in my hand.
0:43:59 > 0:44:03- Thee has no legal right to deny me entry to a place where others have been admitted.- Quite true.
0:44:03 > 0:44:06- Well? - The warder will take your tuppence.
0:44:06 > 0:44:11- And if you will leave your arms at the arms rack.- I have no arms. I am of the Society of Friends.
0:44:11 > 0:44:15- Then I'm afraid we must return your tuppence.- But why?
0:44:15 > 0:44:19Did you not quote the law to me? Let me then quote law to you.
0:44:19 > 0:44:25It is a rule of our institute that any who go into the main hall must hang their arms upon that rack.
0:44:25 > 0:44:28- But I have no arms.- Since you have none, I cannot let you enter.
0:44:28 > 0:44:32- Thee cannot deny me entry for such cause.- I must.
0:44:33 > 0:44:36Save yourself a walk, Quaker! It's locked!
0:44:42 > 0:44:47It is a rule, Master Quaker, and I break no rules.
0:44:49 > 0:44:52Blast me! Brother Hannay, sauntering as if it were a holiday.
0:44:52 > 0:44:55On my own business, friend Smith, and without profanity.
0:44:55 > 0:44:59- And without this good job of work that we have, Hannay.- I bid on it.
0:44:59 > 0:45:02And found Master Sims' way of doing business a little strange, eh?
0:45:02 > 0:45:05We've the work, we've the will, let's at it boys!
0:45:06 > 0:45:08But thee hasn't the knack of it.
0:45:12 > 0:45:15- Thanks, Hannay. - Maybe you'd give us a hand.
0:45:15 > 0:45:19- There are but three of us. - I'd just as leave.- You call.
0:45:19 > 0:45:23One, two... Heave, all.
0:45:30 > 0:45:34- Call! - One, then two, down we go!
0:45:40 > 0:45:43- Thanks, Hannay.- Thee is welcome. - Now you're here, Hannay,
0:45:43 > 0:45:46- you can see all of Bedlam without paying your tuppence. Can't he?- Yes.
0:45:46 > 0:45:50- All the wonders of Bedlam and for nothing.- That I would like to see.
0:45:50 > 0:45:52This corridor leads to the main room.
0:45:52 > 0:45:54It's dark, but if you get to the end of it,
0:45:54 > 0:45:57- you'll get an eyeful.- If thee don't mind, I'll go and look.
0:46:19 > 0:46:21MANIACAL LAUGHTER
0:46:22 > 0:46:26PATIENTS SHOUT, MANIACAL LAUGHTER CONTINUES
0:46:47 > 0:46:49Nell.
0:46:49 > 0:46:50Nell Bowen!
0:46:50 > 0:46:54PEOPLE SHOUT: Nell Bowen! Nell Bowen!
0:46:58 > 0:47:02- THEIR VOICES FADE - Nell Bowen!
0:47:02 > 0:47:04THE PATIENTS SHOUT HER NAME AGAIN
0:47:09 > 0:47:12THEIR VOICES FADE
0:47:12 > 0:47:13Nell Bowen!
0:47:13 > 0:47:16VOICES BEGIN AGAIN
0:47:17 > 0:47:19- <- Nell Bowen!
0:47:21 > 0:47:23Over here, Nell!
0:47:28 > 0:47:30< CRASH!
0:47:30 > 0:47:32Come, Nell. Nell...
0:47:35 > 0:47:39- You've come to take me away. - No. There is no way.
0:47:39 > 0:47:42- Find Wilkes. He'll get me out of here.- I had thought of that.
0:47:42 > 0:47:46I'll seek him out, but until he can free thee, thee must be patient.
0:47:46 > 0:47:48Patient? How can I be patient?
0:47:48 > 0:47:51I'm terrified! These people are like beasts.
0:47:51 > 0:47:55So thee has that same thought - the same thought as Sims.
0:47:55 > 0:47:57No. But they frighten me.
0:47:57 > 0:48:00They're dirty, savage...
0:48:00 > 0:48:03mindless, disgusting...
0:48:03 > 0:48:07Thee wanted to help them. That's why they put thee here - for trying to aid them.
0:48:07 > 0:48:11I still want to aid them, but I can not here!
0:48:11 > 0:48:13Not here, where they are all about me.
0:48:13 > 0:48:17All I want is release or a weapon to defend myself.
0:48:17 > 0:48:21Thee has thy kindness and thy courage - they can be sword and buckler in this place.
0:48:21 > 0:48:23I want better weapons!
0:48:23 > 0:48:27I want something more than my naked hands to help me if there should be trouble.
0:48:27 > 0:48:31- Give me a weapon.- Thee knows that I carry no sword.- Anything!
0:48:31 > 0:48:35- I carry nothing that could harm my fellow creatures.- Your trowel.
0:48:35 > 0:48:38That is to build with.
0:48:38 > 0:48:40It has a point! It has a handle.
0:48:41 > 0:48:45Would you have me maimed, scratched, scarred?
0:48:46 > 0:48:48My face?
0:48:48 > 0:48:50The Lord will not let it happen.
0:48:50 > 0:48:53Give me the trowel and I'll not let it happen.
0:48:56 > 0:48:59Look at my face again.
0:48:59 > 0:49:02Look close. Shall it be scarred?
0:49:08 > 0:49:12- God forgive me for what I do. - Forgiven or not, at least I can defend myself.
0:49:12 > 0:49:16Now get to Master Wilkes. Wilkes will have me out of here like that.
0:49:28 > 0:49:31- I haven't seen Wilkes for the last week.- He's never at home.
0:49:31 > 0:49:34- He's electioneering.- Where? - Anywhere in the Kingdom.
0:49:34 > 0:49:36But it's a matter of import - grave import!
0:49:36 > 0:49:41- A woman's reason hangs on it! I must see him!- He has ordered pamphlets and posters.
0:49:41 > 0:49:44- He must come here. When he does, I'll tell him. - I'll come back tomorrow.
0:49:47 > 0:49:51BELL TOLLS
0:50:04 > 0:50:06We might ask her, Master Todd.
0:50:06 > 0:50:08She seems quite lady-like, quite sane.
0:50:08 > 0:50:14Or, as I might express myself before the bar, "compos mentis en lex".
0:50:15 > 0:50:18Then I shall ask her.
0:50:18 > 0:50:21We can have Dan and the four of us can play paroli.
0:50:27 > 0:50:31Madame, would you care to join us? We are going to play paroli.
0:50:31 > 0:50:36- That's kind of you, but I have no money.- Money? We play on our word.
0:50:36 > 0:50:38I have a wealth of words.
0:50:38 > 0:50:43I don't cheat, but I warn you I'm not above amending the mistakes of fortune.
0:50:48 > 0:50:50This, Mistress Bowen, is Oliver Todd.
0:50:50 > 0:50:55He won't speak to you, nor to me, but there is no harm in him and he writes and reasons well.
0:50:55 > 0:50:59And this is Dan. Sometimes he fancies himself a dog.
0:50:59 > 0:51:03But he has no malice in him and he remembers how to play cards.
0:51:03 > 0:51:06I am Long - Sidney Long, the Crown Solicitor,
0:51:06 > 0:51:09whose enemies will not let him practise at the bar!
0:51:09 > 0:51:14I, the most skilled of them all, I have many enemies.
0:51:14 > 0:51:18- Many, many enemies. - I understand.
0:51:20 > 0:51:22I shouldn't have told you that.
0:51:22 > 0:51:28But believe me, we who are near this pillar are the safe ones - the good ones, the wisest.
0:51:28 > 0:51:30That is why they let us have the candle,
0:51:30 > 0:51:33but the rest - you must be careful of the rest.
0:51:33 > 0:51:35I am careful.
0:51:35 > 0:51:39Well, let's begin the playing.
0:51:41 > 0:51:44Now, I will hold the bank - £20,000.
0:51:46 > 0:51:47£5 for a card.
0:51:47 > 0:51:49£5.
0:51:54 > 0:51:57Five whippets, ten bassets, one gaze hound.
0:52:04 > 0:52:06Anyone wish another card?
0:52:06 > 0:52:08£5.
0:52:09 > 0:52:10Anyone else?
0:52:10 > 0:52:11Banko.
0:52:11 > 0:52:15- Paroli!- Ah... Fortune smiles at your first play.
0:52:15 > 0:52:17- What card?- Knave of Spades.
0:52:17 > 0:52:20You win. GROANING >
0:52:24 > 0:52:26GROANING CONTINUES
0:52:29 > 0:52:31- Eight bulldogs.- What's that?
0:52:31 > 0:52:35A poor wretch. Sims gave him a dose of iron this morning.
0:52:35 > 0:52:39- The chains are scruffing his flesh. - Will the warders not help him?
0:52:39 > 0:52:42They've heard too many groans to bother.
0:52:42 > 0:52:45But what about you? Don't you ever help the others?
0:52:45 > 0:52:48Why should we help? We are the people of the pillar.
0:52:48 > 0:52:50A card?
0:52:51 > 0:52:54Wait. I can't play with that going on.
0:52:54 > 0:52:57- May I have the candle? - Be careful of the straw.
0:53:11 > 0:53:13GROANING
0:53:53 > 0:53:56CHAINS RATTLE
0:53:59 > 0:54:01(Do your chains hurt you?)
0:54:03 > 0:54:05Where does it hurt?
0:54:06 > 0:54:08Here?
0:54:09 > 0:54:13Would it help if I put a bit of cloth there to ease your arm?
0:54:45 > 0:54:47Better?
0:55:08 > 0:55:12He's quiet now. That was kind of you.
0:55:12 > 0:55:16It's just that I don't care for sad music with my game of paroli.
0:55:16 > 0:55:18- A card?- £5.
0:55:20 > 0:55:22Ten whippets.
0:55:22 > 0:55:24Any others?
0:55:24 > 0:55:25£15.
0:55:27 > 0:55:30Anyone else? ..Banko.
0:55:30 > 0:55:33A very pleasant group you make, dear people.
0:55:33 > 0:55:36So nice to find you here amongst the upper classes, Mistress Bowen.
0:55:36 > 0:55:40That's exactly where I expected you to be. It's a law of physics -
0:55:40 > 0:55:42the lighter elements, like scum, rise to the top.
0:55:42 > 0:55:45Thank you, Master Sims - a delicate compliment.
0:55:45 > 0:55:49I see you have joined our society - the group around the pillar.
0:55:49 > 0:55:52Is this the brotherhood your Quaker friend preaches?
0:55:52 > 0:55:56- Or perhaps you're afraid amongst the others...- I'm not afraid.
0:55:56 > 0:55:59- Then you've forgotten.- What? - You were going to reform Bedlam.
0:55:59 > 0:56:03Cleanliness, soft beds for the delight of the patients, good treatment.
0:56:03 > 0:56:08Well, you've been here a week, Mistress Bowen, and your friends are these - our nobility.
0:56:08 > 0:56:13- The brotherhood of man(!) - Give me clean straw, I'll make beds for them.
0:56:13 > 0:56:15Bandages - I'll bind their wounds. Water and soap...
0:56:15 > 0:56:20That I would delight to see. You shall have water and soap, you shall have straw enough.
0:56:20 > 0:56:23- I hope you make good use of them. - I will. Never fear.
0:56:23 > 0:56:28I leave you to dream of these Augean labours and may your dreams be sweet and cleanly.
0:56:40 > 0:56:43But where is it? You promised a chapter for today.
0:56:44 > 0:56:47I appeal to you, Master Long, is it fair?
0:56:47 > 0:56:49I support his family, feed his children,
0:56:49 > 0:56:52even pay my tuppence to come in and get my script and it is not ready.
0:56:52 > 0:56:55We've been busy. We've been helping Mistress Bowen.
0:56:55 > 0:56:57Mistress Bowen - who is she?
0:57:05 > 0:57:09Oh, a new female warder. Now about a next chapter...
0:57:09 > 0:57:11Not a warder, Master Gray.
0:57:11 > 0:57:15An inmate like ourselves, who does all she can to help her fellow sufferers.
0:57:15 > 0:57:18- What can she do? - Look, I'll show you.
0:57:18 > 0:57:22What can she do, you ask? She can feed those who haven't wit enough to feed themselves,
0:57:22 > 0:57:26she can wash the helpless, cheer the despondent, she can be...
0:57:26 > 0:57:29- She IS an angel in this darkness. - Very interesting.
0:57:29 > 0:57:32But this book you have - those drawings!
0:57:32 > 0:57:36Oh, the pictures - you don't know half their wonder, Master Gray.
0:57:36 > 0:57:39If I could only get a light behind these pages,
0:57:39 > 0:57:41I could throw them large as life upon the wall.
0:57:41 > 0:57:45Aye, that's not a bad notion! One could charge admission.
0:57:45 > 0:57:48You could even tell the story Todd's writing that way.
0:57:48 > 0:57:52But you forget. It's because of these pictures that I'm here.
0:57:52 > 0:57:54That and because I'm the best lawyer in England!
0:57:54 > 0:57:59- I, the most skilled of them all. - Ahem... Yes, of course.
0:58:00 > 0:58:04And you, Oliver, you'd best finish that chapter by tomorrow
0:58:04 > 0:58:07or I'll withdraw my support from your family. Understand?
0:58:10 > 0:58:13Dan, did you chance to see a trowel?
0:58:13 > 0:58:14A trowel?
0:58:14 > 0:58:18I'll build you a wall - a wall that high.
0:58:20 > 0:58:22Master Long, have you seen a trowel?
0:58:22 > 0:58:24I beg your pardon?
0:58:24 > 0:58:26A trowel - a mason's instrument.
0:58:26 > 0:58:29I mislaid it some days ago. I'd like it back.
0:58:29 > 0:58:32Oh, yes, yes - a trowel.
0:58:32 > 0:58:34I'm not mad, Master Long. I had a trowel.
0:58:34 > 0:58:38Oh, certainly, Mistress Bowen. We'll help you find it.
0:58:38 > 0:58:40You think I'm mad.
0:58:40 > 0:58:42Sometimes, I think I've gone mad myself,
0:58:42 > 0:58:47scrubbing and making beds and all for people who don't even know I'm trying to help them.
0:58:48 > 0:58:50They know. DOOR OPENS
0:59:05 > 0:59:10Good morning, Mistress Bowen. What a happy place this has become. Everything is so much cleaner.
0:59:10 > 0:59:13The idiots even have their faces washed.
0:59:13 > 0:59:16Such a little time and this wonderful change in Bedlam!
0:59:16 > 0:59:19What wonders will you not accomplish in a lifetime?
0:59:19 > 0:59:23- Madame, you are to be congratulated. - What do you want?
0:59:23 > 0:59:27I want only to reward you. Didn't you ask for a separate sleeping apartment?
0:59:27 > 0:59:31I'd like to sleep in peace. The main room is noisy at night.
0:59:31 > 0:59:34And I have a room for you, a pretty chamber.
0:59:34 > 0:59:36If you will come with me.
0:59:38 > 0:59:42Unfortunately, you will have to share this comfortable apartment with one other.
0:59:42 > 0:59:46- But I'm sure you won't mind that. - Better one than a hundred.
0:59:46 > 0:59:49This is your new chamber, my dear lady.
0:59:59 > 1:00:02HAMMERING CONTINUES
1:00:12 > 1:00:13Won't you enter?
1:00:13 > 1:00:17You've not driven me mad yet, Sims. I would not go in there.
1:00:17 > 1:00:20I wanted so much to please you.
1:00:20 > 1:00:25Wait. This was to show you that all those mawkish theories you've learned from the Quaker are lies.
1:00:25 > 1:00:28Men are not brothers! Men are not born good and kind!
1:00:28 > 1:00:34- Even the mindless ones are savage and must be ruled with force. - I know your thoughts on the matter.
1:00:34 > 1:00:37- They do not interest me. - With the others, yes,
1:00:37 > 1:00:39you can prove the little value of gentleness.
1:00:39 > 1:00:44But look at this man! Look at him and tell me that kind words and tender deeds can rule him!
1:00:44 > 1:00:48- Look! - I am looking! It proves nothing.
1:00:48 > 1:00:50You don't dare enter the cage - that proves much.
1:00:50 > 1:00:54- That proves the falseness of all that you believe.- It does not.
1:00:54 > 1:00:58Then enter the cage, gentle him with a word,
1:00:58 > 1:01:02conquer him with kindness, or admit that your Quaker lies.
1:01:15 > 1:01:17You would enter?
1:01:41 > 1:01:45My friend, you do not wish to hurt me, nor I you.
1:01:49 > 1:01:50I...
1:01:50 > 1:01:54- Perhaps you would like to talk. I will listen to you.- I...
1:01:54 > 1:01:57I know - you're trying to remember.
1:02:02 > 1:02:05Some day you will.
1:02:05 > 1:02:07- HE STUTTERS - You will remember.
1:02:07 > 1:02:10- I...- You will remember.
1:02:10 > 1:02:15- Some day, you will remember. - I... Oh... I...
1:02:24 > 1:02:27..and the bailiff came and she went with him to Bedlam.
1:02:27 > 1:02:30Apparently, Sims fears an investigation.
1:02:30 > 1:02:34Men have rid themselves of unwanted wives by that sweet expedient,
1:02:34 > 1:02:38but it takes Sims to forestall criticism with imprisonment.
1:02:38 > 1:02:41I will not believe such ill, even of him.
1:02:41 > 1:02:44But she is there. I have spoken with her. She's as sane as thee or me.
1:02:44 > 1:02:47Mistress Nell with that bright, quick mind of hers -
1:02:47 > 1:02:50saner than either a politician or a Quaker.
1:02:50 > 1:02:54This is still England, Hannay, and we have laws here - laws of right and justice.
1:02:54 > 1:02:57I shall see that Sims feels their full weight.
1:02:57 > 1:03:00We'll have Nell out of Bedlam in a twinkle, never fear.
1:03:02 > 1:03:05"Let Hull, house of Hull rejoice with Subis.
1:03:05 > 1:03:09- "A bird called the Sprite breaks the eagle's eggs..."- That's not right!
1:03:09 > 1:03:11"..rejoice with fig wine - palmi pimarium vinum."
1:03:11 > 1:03:15- That's not so - palma pinum is the word.- That's not right!
1:03:15 > 1:03:18HE CONTINUES READING
1:03:18 > 1:03:21..praise the name of the Lord, September 1762.
1:03:21 > 1:03:24That's not the word of truth! The word of truth is peace.
1:03:24 > 1:03:29- Wallace, Betty! Stop! - We were fighting over truth!
1:03:29 > 1:03:33- Wiser people than you have fought about it, Betty. - DOOR OPENS
1:03:41 > 1:03:42Oh, Mistress Bowen...
1:03:42 > 1:03:45A word with you. I have good news.
1:03:45 > 1:03:49- You are to have a new hearing before the commission.- When?! - When it pleases the Commission.
1:03:49 > 1:03:54It will please them to hold your hearing tomorrow afternoon. I'm delighted for your sake.
1:03:54 > 1:04:00Indeed, I am so pleased, I want to do everything possible to make sure your hearing is a success.
1:04:00 > 1:04:02- That you will be released. - Thank you.
1:04:02 > 1:04:07In fact, I have ordered my most beneficent remedy for you.
1:04:10 > 1:04:13- A remedy, Master Sims? - Have they not told you?!
1:04:17 > 1:04:20It is my own invention - a cure.
1:04:20 > 1:04:24A specific for the lax and wandering mind. Look at him.
1:04:24 > 1:04:28When he came here, he had but one concern - to remember something he had forgotten.
1:04:28 > 1:04:31I tried to help him with my remedy, but...
1:04:31 > 1:04:35- Perhaps I was not drastic enough. - I need no cure!
1:04:35 > 1:04:37- Just to be sure, Mistress Bowen. - No!
1:04:37 > 1:04:40I've given you an invitation. Now I speak as your physician.
1:04:40 > 1:04:44- Come with me.- I'll take my chances with the Commissioners. I need no cure!
1:04:44 > 1:04:47- As the Apothecary General of Bedlam, I order you.- No!
1:04:47 > 1:04:49If you insist upon it, I must force you.
1:04:49 > 1:04:54- Force me? Here? Look around you. - Do you think your friends will help? - I have helped them.
1:04:54 > 1:04:57You expect them to band together and overwhelm me?
1:04:57 > 1:05:00If they could reason so, they wouldn't be here.
1:05:00 > 1:05:03I warn you, Sims. They know me.
1:05:03 > 1:05:07- They know I've helped them, been kind...- So they love you and will aid you!
1:05:07 > 1:05:09Again that Quaker nonsense!
1:05:09 > 1:05:13- Let go of me!- Hold him! - Warders! Help! Warders!
1:05:13 > 1:05:17Shout away, Master Sims. Your men are used to Bedlam and its noises!
1:05:17 > 1:05:21They've heard too many cries to pay attention to one.
1:05:21 > 1:05:24As for me, I'll just borrow your keys, Master Sims.
1:05:30 > 1:05:35Not that way. There's a warder in the hall and another at the front door.
1:05:35 > 1:05:38You heard him threaten me with the treatment. I can't stay here.
1:05:38 > 1:05:42- There is a little window that is left unbarred.- I know that window!
1:05:42 > 1:05:46You must be mad if you think I'll climb through that as Colby did and others before him!
1:05:46 > 1:05:49I'm not mad, Mistress Bowen, I'm not like the others.
1:05:49 > 1:05:54I've been placed here by my family to keep me from drink, so that I may write and support them.
1:05:54 > 1:05:57I know that window is dangerous, designed for a death trap,
1:05:57 > 1:06:00- but those who tried before were men of small strength.- I'm no Hercules!
1:06:00 > 1:06:03Tom could lift you through that window.
1:06:03 > 1:06:06You have more reason than the rest, I expect more of you!
1:06:06 > 1:06:08You know what I can do, don't you?
1:06:08 > 1:06:12Then go to the door. Call the warders for me.
1:06:13 > 1:06:16- Do as I say!- But the rest - what will they do to me?!
1:06:16 > 1:06:20Don't be afraid of their vengeance! They can't think far enough ahead!
1:06:20 > 1:06:24They are lunatics. They have been tried and found incompetent by fair trial.
1:06:24 > 1:06:29Trial? Trial! "Quo qarranto corpus delicti cum grano salis."
1:06:29 > 1:06:33Ah yes, I'd forgotten! You were a lawyer.
1:06:33 > 1:06:35A lawyer, sir? I am a Judge.
1:06:35 > 1:06:39I am a judge! I, the most skilled of them all!
1:06:39 > 1:06:42And you shall be judged!
1:06:42 > 1:06:45Judged, I say. Bailiffs, hold that man!
1:06:45 > 1:06:46Go through that door.
1:06:48 > 1:06:51- Try him! Try him! - A fair trial for Master Sims!
1:06:51 > 1:06:55Mistress Bowen, speak to them! Please speak to them! I beseech you.
1:06:55 > 1:06:57Give Master Sims a fair trial.
1:07:10 > 1:07:13(Tom, you must get up on the roof.
1:07:13 > 1:07:17(You are to go first, then you must pull me up.
1:07:17 > 1:07:19(Up! You understand?)
1:07:34 > 1:07:36(Tom!)
1:07:36 > 1:07:38Tom!
1:07:42 > 1:07:45Tom... Tom!
1:07:45 > 1:07:47Tom!
1:07:47 > 1:07:49Tom! Tom!
1:07:49 > 1:07:52Tom...
1:07:52 > 1:07:54Tom!
1:08:10 > 1:08:13PEOPLE CHATTER, THEY GRADUALLY QUIETEN
1:08:13 > 1:08:15I am Solomon the Wise!
1:08:15 > 1:08:17Split him in two! Split him in two!
1:08:17 > 1:08:21And so, we have brought this man before you to answer for those crimes!
1:08:21 > 1:08:24These crimes, which I shall number for you - neglect...
1:08:24 > 1:08:27- PEOPLE CHEER - ..cruelty, whippings,
1:08:27 > 1:08:29- beatings, dirty straw to lie upon... - CHEERING
1:08:29 > 1:08:33..chains, starvation, stealing our food!
1:08:33 > 1:08:38For all these crimes, milord and gentlemen of the jury, I ask justice.
1:08:38 > 1:08:40CROWD: Kill him!
1:08:40 > 1:08:44I beg you! Let me speak! Let me speak!
1:08:44 > 1:08:47Let me speak! My friends, I beg of you!
1:08:47 > 1:08:49Let me speak! Let me speak!
1:08:49 > 1:08:52- William...- Hush! This is God's house.
1:08:52 > 1:08:56- I broke free from Bedlam.- Thee should not have run from there.
1:08:56 > 1:09:00- Thee were to have a new hearing tomorrow.- If I'd lived until then.
1:09:00 > 1:09:02He had some treatment he was to give me -
1:09:02 > 1:09:07a treatment that made even the maddest of them shudder to hear! I ran, and they have him now.
1:09:07 > 1:09:11- Who has him? - The loonies! They have seized him and are trying him in mockery!
1:09:11 > 1:09:14- They will kill him. It is what he deserves.- Ssh!
1:09:14 > 1:09:17- Thee shouldn't speak that way of any man.- They will kill him!
1:09:17 > 1:09:22Then thee must go to him. Thee must speak to the poor afflicted ones and save him.
1:09:22 > 1:09:25- Save him?! - Can one know what is in his mind?
1:09:25 > 1:09:27Can one know what sickness lies in it?
1:09:27 > 1:09:30As thee were kind to those in Bedlam, so thee must be kind
1:09:30 > 1:09:34- to those whose sickness forces them to hurt their fellow man.- But Sims?!
1:09:34 > 1:09:37Has not Sims a madness that thee can pity?
1:09:40 > 1:09:43Come. We'll get Wilkes. He will help us.
1:09:48 > 1:09:50- But why, Sims? Why? - I did not want to hurt you.
1:09:50 > 1:09:56- I did not want to put chains on you, to steal from you, to starve you! - But you did. And now it is our turn.
1:09:56 > 1:09:58You will not dare harm me.
1:09:58 > 1:10:01They'll load you with chains, scourge you with the cat.
1:10:01 > 1:10:04Then you shall really know what cruelty can be. I warn you.
1:10:04 > 1:10:09Your vengeance isn't our present concern. What you've done concerns us - why you did it.
1:10:09 > 1:10:11I've told you - because I had to!
1:10:11 > 1:10:15Even as you do things because you have to do them. Even as you drink!
1:10:15 > 1:10:17But why? Why?!
1:10:17 > 1:10:18I was frightened.
1:10:18 > 1:10:21Did you beat us out of fright? Did you starve us out of fear?
1:10:21 > 1:10:23Split him in two.
1:10:23 > 1:10:26Is that why you still threaten us if harm comes to you?
1:10:26 > 1:10:29- The rods, chains! I warn you! - You spoke of your fear...
1:10:29 > 1:10:32- Fear of what? Speak quickly! - Of the great world.
1:10:32 > 1:10:36The great world of this age that gave me my place.
1:10:36 > 1:10:39The comforts and the authority. What little I have of riches.
1:10:39 > 1:10:43What that world thinks I must think! What they do, I must do!
1:10:43 > 1:10:47- But you know better! You're a scholar! A man of letters! - What I know means nothing!
1:10:47 > 1:10:53I've had to fawn and toady and make a mock of myself till all I could hear was the world laughing at me!
1:10:53 > 1:10:56But once I had what I wanted.
1:10:56 > 1:11:00- This, my place here. - You were afraid to lose it!
1:11:00 > 1:11:02I could not!
1:11:02 > 1:11:06I had to please those to whose favour I owed everything!
1:11:06 > 1:11:07I was afraid.
1:11:07 > 1:11:12- You had to strike us?- Yes, yes! Can't you understand?- I understand.
1:11:12 > 1:11:17- And our punishment?- Let me go and there will be no punishment.
1:11:17 > 1:11:20He is sane. There is a fear within him.
1:11:20 > 1:11:25A fear that strikes out, that claws and tears at the world like a singed cat. He is sane.
1:11:25 > 1:11:30- He will not punish us. He IS sane. - This man is sane.- Split him in two.
1:11:30 > 1:11:33No, wait! Wait, I say!
1:11:33 > 1:11:36This man has been judged sane! He has no place here!
1:11:36 > 1:11:39He must leave! You cannot harm him! No!
1:11:39 > 1:11:43It is the order of the court that he is sane and that he shall be free!
1:11:44 > 1:11:46Bailiffs, release the prisoner!
1:12:05 > 1:12:08They will punish us for this! All of us!
1:12:08 > 1:12:12The Apothecary General is dead. We must hide him somewhere!
1:12:12 > 1:12:15We must hide him, so that they will never know.
1:13:35 > 1:13:37And when we got here, Master Wilkes, he'd gone.
1:13:37 > 1:13:40Long said he just left, disappeared.
1:13:40 > 1:13:45Yes, that is all I can get out of Long, but I know they must have killed him.
1:13:45 > 1:13:47It's so preposterous, Master Wilkes!
1:13:47 > 1:13:50A man like Sims doesn't just disappear.
1:13:51 > 1:13:54..and that's precisely why he disappeared.
1:13:54 > 1:13:58They tried him, found him guilty of sanity, then let him go.
1:13:58 > 1:14:01Can you imagine what was in his mind?
1:14:01 > 1:14:05The mind of this man, who had sworn by all that was holy to aid and protect these people.
1:14:05 > 1:14:10- Can you imagine his feeling of guilt? I think that is what drove him to run away.- No!
1:14:10 > 1:14:13They killed him. Killed him and hid his body somewhere!
1:14:13 > 1:14:17- You can't prove that without finding his body. - We'll find it and punish them.
1:14:17 > 1:14:20Yes, I know - the chains, the beatings.
1:14:20 > 1:14:26I tell you it's no good. What you need here is a better man to fill the post that Sims has fled from.
1:14:26 > 1:14:31And after him a better man and so on until things here are as they should be -
1:14:31 > 1:14:33all kindness and care for these poor sick people.
1:14:35 > 1:14:37You're not going to tell them.
1:14:37 > 1:14:40You must know what it'll mean to those people in there.
1:14:40 > 1:14:43Is it not worth a little silence to save them suffering?
1:14:43 > 1:14:46- I must tell the truth. - But no-one has asked you.
1:14:46 > 1:14:50I have heard there was much rejoicing in Heaven
1:14:50 > 1:14:53for the lost lamb that returned to the fold.
1:14:53 > 1:14:58- Silence can win you a lost lamb, Master Hannay.- That's a fundamentalist theory.
1:14:58 > 1:15:00I do not care what it is!
1:15:00 > 1:15:03I'm only asking you not to add to the burden of those poor people.
1:15:03 > 1:15:07- You, who professed to love them! - Do thee think that I would tell?
1:15:07 > 1:15:11These people are not guilty under the law, not answerable.
1:15:11 > 1:15:13Why should I add to their burden?
1:15:13 > 1:15:16I should never have thought that of thee.
1:15:16 > 1:15:21I should've known thy hand would not add to the weight they must bear.
1:15:21 > 1:15:23Thee has too much heart for that.
1:15:23 > 1:15:26Are we lovers, that you "thee" and "thou" me?
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