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'My name is Hetty Feather. | 0:00:07 | 0:00:10 | |
'Don't mock. It's not my real name, but... | 0:00:10 | 0:00:14 | |
'not much about me has ever been real.' | 0:00:14 | 0:00:17 | |
Not even my family, who brought me to this place. | 0:00:17 | 0:00:20 | |
We're here, Hetty. Look... | 0:00:20 | 0:00:23 | |
I want to go home. | 0:00:25 | 0:00:26 | |
Please, Jem, take me home! | 0:00:26 | 0:00:29 | |
Please, Mother. | 0:00:30 | 0:00:32 | |
Please, Jem, take me home! | 0:00:32 | 0:00:34 | |
Hetty! | 0:00:34 | 0:00:35 | |
Hetty, you're upsetting Gideon. | 0:00:35 | 0:00:37 | |
If you were my own flesh and blood then of course you could stay. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:40 | |
But we're your borrowed family. | 0:00:40 | 0:00:42 | |
It's time for you and Gideon to go back. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:45 | |
'From that moment, I realised, this was it. | 0:00:45 | 0:00:48 | |
'From now on, nothing was going to be the same.' | 0:00:48 | 0:00:51 | |
Your mother's left you here at the Foundling Hospital | 0:01:07 | 0:01:11 | |
and we brought you up. | 0:01:11 | 0:01:13 | |
Now you're old enough, you have to return. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:17 | |
This is where you both belong. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:19 | |
'But I knew it wasn't. Not where I really belonged. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:23 | |
'I belonged in the barn and on the haystacks | 0:01:23 | 0:01:25 | |
'and helping Jem on the farm.' | 0:01:25 | 0:01:27 | |
Your foundling numbers. So they'll know exactly who you are. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:33 | |
I love you both. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:38 | |
So much. | 0:01:38 | 0:01:40 | |
SHE SOBS | 0:01:40 | 0:01:42 | |
Remember, when you grow up, I'll be waiting for you. | 0:01:48 | 0:01:53 | |
You promise? | 0:01:53 | 0:01:54 | |
On my word. You're my borrowed sister, I'll never forget you. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:59 | |
I'll look after you, Gideon. I promise I will. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:05 | |
Go now, my little lambs. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
Goodbye. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:19 | |
'This was it, | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
'the start of a new chapter in the life of Hetty Feather.' | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
Well, my new foundlings. Delighted to meet you. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:50 | |
Numbers 25629 and 24734? | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
Um, my name's Hetty Feather and this is Gideon Smeed. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:59 | |
Call me Matron. Matron Bottomly. | 0:02:59 | 0:03:02 | |
Welcome to the Foundling Hospital, a place of charity, | 0:03:02 | 0:03:05 | |
which from this day forth you will call home. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:09 | |
Come. Come. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
You were abandoned here as babies by disgraced and sinful mothers. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:24 | |
Then sent out to be nurtured by a kindly foster family. | 0:03:24 | 0:03:27 | |
Now you are of an age to return, your training must begin. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
Suffer the little children who come unto me. | 0:03:30 | 0:03:33 | |
Foundling girls are prepared for a life of domestic service. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:37 | |
Boys are drilled to be infantrymen who serve Queen and country. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:42 | |
A far better life than the rigours of the workhouse. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:46 | |
This is your future. | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:03:48 | 0:03:49 | |
Ah, Mr Cranbourne. A boy. | 0:03:49 | 0:03:52 | |
Thank you, Matron, most kind. | 0:03:52 | 0:03:55 | |
Come on, children. Come on. | 0:03:55 | 0:03:56 | |
-Come with me, boy! -And you are coming with me. | 0:03:56 | 0:04:00 | |
No! You can't! | 0:04:00 | 0:04:01 | |
-Hetty. Hetty! -I said I'd look after him! | 0:04:01 | 0:04:03 | |
You can't take him away from me! | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
Boys and girls live quite separately here! | 0:04:05 | 0:04:07 | |
You abide by the rules and do as we say! | 0:04:07 | 0:04:11 | |
No! Please! | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
'I was a foundling and this was my life. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:46 | |
'Scrubbed clean, hair chopped off. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:50 | |
'It was the hospital's way. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:53 | |
'My past was meant to be just that. Gone and forgotten.' | 0:04:53 | 0:04:57 | |
You won't be needing this any more. | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
No! That's my doll! My dress! | 0:04:59 | 0:05:01 | |
You fiery-headed little imp! I'll teach you! | 0:05:01 | 0:05:04 | |
Mother made it especially! | 0:05:04 | 0:05:06 | |
I am the only mother you need. You'll soon forget. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:08 | |
No, I won't! I'll never forget! | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
Surrender yourself to the rigours of the hospital | 0:05:10 | 0:05:12 | |
and life will be easier that way. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
I know what's best. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
Never! Never! Never! | 0:05:16 | 0:05:17 | |
'There and then, | 0:05:19 | 0:05:20 | |
'I decided I wasn't going to be just another foundling. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:23 | |
'I might have to wear the same uniform as everyone else... | 0:05:26 | 0:05:28 | |
'I might have to do my chores every day... | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
'and always obey the dreadful rules...' | 0:05:34 | 0:05:37 | |
-I'm Polly. -Hetty. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:40 | |
'..but I was still Hetty Feather... | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
'..the girl who was brave...' | 0:05:44 | 0:05:46 | |
Ow! | 0:05:48 | 0:05:49 | |
'..who stood up for what she believed in. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:51 | |
'The girl who ran in the fields...' | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
Here! | 0:05:56 | 0:05:57 | |
'..and liked being free. | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
'I was determined never to forget her.' | 0:05:59 | 0:06:02 | |
No, please! | 0:06:02 | 0:06:03 | |
No, Matron, please! | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
DOOR SLAMS | 0:06:07 | 0:06:08 | |
-No, please! -DOOR LOCKS | 0:06:08 | 0:06:10 | |
'There was nothing I could do. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:15 | |
'The hospital's horrid ways had finally taken hold. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:18 | |
'There was no turning back.' | 0:06:18 | 0:06:20 | |
SHE SIGHS | 0:06:23 | 0:06:24 | |
'I wasn't me any more. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:29 | |
'A foundling like all the rest. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
'I was just a number.' | 0:06:32 | 0:06:34 | |
Is this all we've ever got to look forward to, Harriet? | 0:06:37 | 0:06:40 | |
Growing up to be a servant. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
We are foundlings, it is how it is. | 0:06:42 | 0:06:44 | |
It's not like we can do anything about it. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:47 | |
Of course we can't, Polly, we'll get put in the Tench. | 0:06:47 | 0:06:50 | |
'Matron was right, I did forget. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:57 | |
'My past had faded into a distant foggy memory. | 0:06:57 | 0:07:00 | |
'It was the only way to survive. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:05 | |
'Every day, head down and get on with it.' | 0:07:05 | 0:07:07 | |
Hetty, are you all right? You're burning up. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
Harriet's right, Hetty, it looks like a fever! | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
There's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine. | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
Stay away from me, Feather! | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
Urgh, Hetty's got the lurgy! | 0:07:23 | 0:07:25 | |
-No, I haven't. -Leave her alone. | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
Bleurgh! Don't go near her. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:29 | |
Who wants to go near her anyway? Sweaty Hetty! | 0:07:29 | 0:07:33 | |
-Leave me alone. -Don't worry! We will! | 0:07:33 | 0:07:35 | |
Sweaty Hetty. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:37 | |
ALL: Hetty's got the lurgy! Hetty's got the lurgy! | 0:07:37 | 0:07:40 | |
Hetty's got the lurgy! | 0:07:40 | 0:07:41 | |
Foundlings, what is all this noise?! | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
Hetty, wake up! | 0:07:46 | 0:07:48 | |
Doctor! A collapse in the laundry. | 0:07:49 | 0:07:52 | |
The same as yesterday's casualties, Doctor, I am quite sure. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:57 | |
It's all heat and hard work. | 0:07:57 | 0:07:59 | |
Yes, it's a fever, like all the rest. This is influenza. | 0:07:59 | 0:08:04 | |
I am sorry, Matron. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:05 | |
I did say yesterday the hospital needed to be on shutdown. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:08 | |
Nurse, this child's in danger. We must hurry. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:11 | |
Matron, I am afraid we've just lost two boys. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:14 | |
Oh, my goodness. This is an epidemic. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:20 | |
Cancel all lessons. | 0:08:21 | 0:08:23 | |
Return every child to their dorm. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:26 | |
-Put the hospital on confinement. -Yes, Matron. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
Company, halt! | 0:08:35 | 0:08:38 | |
By the left, left turn. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:40 | |
(Left, Gideon!) | 0:08:43 | 0:08:44 | |
Left for loopy, idiot boy. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
You know what they say - takes one to know one. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:50 | |
Good work, Walter. | 0:08:50 | 0:08:51 | |
Don't worry about them. They'll soon be yesterday's news. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:56 | |
Boys! Confinement this instant! Return to your dorm! | 0:08:56 | 0:08:59 | |
(No? Confinement?!) | 0:08:59 | 0:09:00 | |
Now we'll never escape. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:03 | |
The entire hospital is confined, Doctor. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:08 | |
-This outbreak will be contained. -I am afraid this one is fading fast. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:11 | |
What? Will we lose her? | 0:09:11 | 0:09:13 | |
She needs cod liver tonic and water at quarterly intervals. | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
Yes, Doctor. I'll stay with her. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
You do the right thing, Nurse. Make her drink. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:21 | |
I'll send for clean water, Matron. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:22 | |
Cleanliness and hygiene's the modern way. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
It prevents further infection. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:26 | |
It's confinement. The same as when there was smallpox. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:41 | |
That was three whole days locked in a dorm! | 0:09:41 | 0:09:43 | |
We'll never get out now. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:45 | |
So what are we going to do? | 0:09:48 | 0:09:50 | |
Use the situation to our advantage. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:53 | |
Ned, what would I do without you? | 0:09:57 | 0:09:59 | |
What? | 0:09:59 | 0:10:00 | |
Why pick a lock when we don't have to? | 0:10:01 | 0:10:04 | |
Come along, boys, keep moving! | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
Stage one, complete. Next up, stage two. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:18 | |
ECHOEY: 'Matron, I am afraid we have just lost two boys.' | 0:10:24 | 0:10:28 | |
'Gideon... Gideon...' | 0:10:31 | 0:10:34 | |
'Stay with us, Hetty.' | 0:10:34 | 0:10:37 | |
'I want to go home... I want to go home.' | 0:10:37 | 0:10:42 | |
'This is your home, Hetty.' | 0:10:42 | 0:10:44 | |
'What? Are we going to lose her?' | 0:10:44 | 0:10:47 | |
'She is fading fast...' | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
'# One Monday morning, I went... #' | 0:10:49 | 0:10:50 | |
'I want to go home, please, Jem.' | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
'Hetty, can you hear me, Hetty?' | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
'Gideon... | 0:10:57 | 0:11:00 | |
'Gideon...' | 0:11:00 | 0:11:02 | |
'Rest now.' | 0:11:03 | 0:11:05 | |
'Matron, I am afraid we have just lost two boys.' | 0:11:05 | 0:11:09 | |
'Hetty? Hetty?' | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
'Don't take him away from me! | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
'I will look after you, Gideon, I promise.' | 0:11:14 | 0:11:16 | |
Where am I? | 0:11:21 | 0:11:22 | |
Jem? Gideon? | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
It's all right. | 0:11:27 | 0:11:29 | |
-Where am I? -The infirmary. You have got influenza. You need to drink. | 0:11:31 | 0:11:36 | |
Here you go. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
Lots of children are down with it. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:43 | |
It's our job to get you better. | 0:11:43 | 0:11:45 | |
Lie back. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:47 | |
What about Gideon? Is Gideon all right? | 0:11:48 | 0:11:51 | |
Hush now. Quiet. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:53 | |
But I remembered. It all came back. What if Gideon's got flu? | 0:11:55 | 0:12:03 | |
What if he's one of the boys who died? | 0:12:03 | 0:12:05 | |
Hetty, lie down. Come on! | 0:12:05 | 0:12:08 | |
I'll check my list. | 0:12:08 | 0:12:09 | |
Gideon, you say? | 0:12:29 | 0:12:31 | |
Not even in the infirmary. He must be fine. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:35 | |
You need to rest. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:36 | |
'How could I rest? | 0:12:40 | 0:12:42 | |
'My memories of Gideon were vivid again. | 0:12:42 | 0:12:45 | |
'And to me, that was all that mattered.' | 0:12:45 | 0:12:48 | |
Hetty! You're better! | 0:12:56 | 0:12:58 | |
Full of contagion. You only have to look at her. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:01 | |
What?! Say that again! | 0:13:01 | 0:13:03 | |
Hetty! What's the matter with you? | 0:13:03 | 0:13:06 | |
I need to find Gideon. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:07 | |
Your foundling brother? | 0:13:09 | 0:13:10 | |
Gideon's in the boys' wing. You won't get near to him. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:14 | |
He might not even remember you. I had a foundling brother once. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:17 | |
Now I don't even know his name. | 0:13:17 | 0:13:19 | |
That's the problem - being here makes you forget. | 0:13:19 | 0:13:22 | |
Well, not any more. I need to find him. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:24 | |
So, what will you do if you meet him? | 0:13:31 | 0:13:34 | |
-What will you do then? -I'll look out for him. | 0:13:34 | 0:13:37 | |
Being ill taught me it's never too late. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
For goodness' sake! Will you stop dreaming? | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
You'll never even make it to the boys' wing. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
Harriet, I've made up my mind. I'm going to find him. | 0:13:43 | 0:13:47 | |
Look. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:00 | |
If there's one here... | 0:14:05 | 0:14:08 | |
there has to be one their side, too. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:11 | |
She's a genius. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:13 | |
You'll never get up there. | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
Watch me. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:16 | |
Matron'll put you in the Tench! She'll destroy you. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:21 | |
Matron will have to catch me first. Keep watch. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:26 | |
Here, Hetty, you'll need this. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:43 | |
Now, traps shut till I'm back. | 0:14:43 | 0:14:45 | |
-Oh, my. -She's gone mad. | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
What? How did you manage that?! | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
The name's Hetty. I need to see my foundling brother. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:08 | |
By breaking into the boys' wing? Are you mad? | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
Gideon needs looking after. I promised him. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:14 | |
-Gideon? He's doing fine. -Since when? | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
From the moment I stopped him getting bullied by the big boys. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:19 | |
-We're mates. -Who are you again? -Mathias. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:21 | |
So, Mathias... | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
If you're Gideon's friend, you'll help me. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:29 | |
Sorry. I've got more important stuff on my mind. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:31 | |
Like what? Writing letters to your sweetheart? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
-Give that back! -Why should I? | 0:16:33 | 0:16:36 | |
What is this?! | 0:16:40 | 0:16:41 | |
"Dear Mr Grace... | 0:16:41 | 0:16:44 | |
"Please take the best foundlings boys we have into your home." | 0:16:44 | 0:16:47 | |
That letter's private! | 0:16:47 | 0:16:48 | |
What are you trying to doing? Fix yourself a little apprenticeship? | 0:16:48 | 0:16:51 | |
-Give it! -Does Matron "stinking" Bottomly know about this? | 0:16:51 | 0:16:53 | |
It's our way out of here. | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
Mr Grace, he takes in runaways, street kids, all right? | 0:16:59 | 0:17:05 | |
He trains them to go to sea. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
All we need is an official letter of recommendation. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:11 | |
Look, I nicked it from Cranbourne's newspaper. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:15 | |
He fell asleep at his desk during writing practice. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:20 | |
You're going to sea? | 0:17:22 | 0:17:23 | |
Me and the boys reckon anything's better than being | 0:17:23 | 0:17:26 | |
stuck in this place. | 0:17:26 | 0:17:27 | |
Tonight. Gideon's coming with us. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:34 | |
Where's Feather? | 0:17:45 | 0:17:46 | |
Tell us where Hetty is! | 0:17:46 | 0:17:48 | |
Or we'll shout for Matron. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:51 | |
Matr... | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
Hetty's on an errand. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:53 | |
Matron chose her especially! | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
What is she doing? | 0:18:11 | 0:18:13 | |
Straight after dorm patrols, our gang's getting out of here. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:16 | |
You can't, I need to see Gideon. | 0:18:16 | 0:18:17 | |
Too late. | 0:18:17 | 0:18:18 | |
Tomorrow's the last day to apply. Our escape's all worked out. | 0:18:18 | 0:18:22 | |
-How? This place is a fortress. -Simple. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
After checking the dorms, the night watch always takes the same route. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:31 | |
He opens the side entrance and leaves it unlocked. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:34 | |
Then follows the path. He goes this way. | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
We sneak out and come this way. It's timed to the minute. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:40 | |
You've studied this. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
Me and Ned planned it from my dorm window. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:44 | |
That's why I'm certain. Getting over this wall tonight | 0:18:44 | 0:18:47 | |
is as good as guaranteed. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
Out and straight off to sea. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:51 | |
You really think Mr Grace will take you - with a letter like that?! | 0:18:51 | 0:18:55 | |
Why not? | 0:18:55 | 0:18:56 | |
Because it looks fake - like you've written it, not Matron. | 0:18:56 | 0:19:00 | |
I could do a much better job. Writing's my thing. | 0:19:00 | 0:19:03 | |
Prove it. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:05 | |
"My dearest Mr Grace, | 0:19:06 | 0:19:08 | |
"please accept the best foundling boys I have to offer | 0:19:08 | 0:19:11 | |
"as I am concerned for their welfare after a recent outbreak." | 0:19:11 | 0:19:13 | |
Meet me here, straight after the girls' end-of-lunch bell. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
-I'll have your letter. -That gives me three minutes till roll call. | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
On one condition. You bring Gideon. | 0:19:21 | 0:19:24 | |
If he's getting out of here, I need to see him first. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
You need me, remember. | 0:19:30 | 0:19:31 | |
This was it. I was going to see Gideon and I couldn't wait. | 0:19:36 | 0:19:39 | |
I'd remembered my past and, suddenly, I had a future. | 0:19:39 | 0:19:44 | |
There was everything to play for. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:47 | |
Mathias wanted to get out of here. | 0:19:49 | 0:19:52 | |
I would be reunited with Gideon, we would all be winners. | 0:19:52 | 0:19:57 | |
It was the perfect plan. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
All I had to do was make it happen. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:03 | |
One girl down? | 0:20:07 | 0:20:09 | |
Hetty Feather, where is she? | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
Gone to the privy, Matron. Still feeling a bit monk. | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
But she will be back. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:24 | |
I told her. Quick as she could, Matron. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:26 | |
I should think so. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
When she returns, | 0:20:29 | 0:20:30 | |
tell her the whole corridor needs a really good scrubbing. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:33 | |
Guess what. | 0:20:49 | 0:20:50 | |
I made it! | 0:20:50 | 0:20:52 | |
-Into the boys' wing? -No-one's ever done that before! | 0:20:52 | 0:20:55 | |
And I met a boy, Mathias. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:56 | |
Write a letter for him and I get to meet my foundling brother. | 0:20:56 | 0:20:59 | |
I'll see you at lunch. | 0:20:59 | 0:21:00 | |
Hetty! We've got a corridor to clean! | 0:21:00 | 0:21:03 | |
And I've got a letter to write. | 0:21:03 | 0:21:04 | |
The trip and push scenario. | 0:21:11 | 0:21:14 | |
-Ready? -As I'll ever be. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:16 | |
-Boys! What are you doing?! -Sorry, sir. I tripped. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:23 | |
All present and correct! | 0:21:30 | 0:21:31 | |
What? | 0:21:43 | 0:21:44 | |
As long I get to see him, that's all that matters. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:47 | |
Hetty, please. Think of the consequences. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:49 | |
Straight after lunch, I need you to cover for me. | 0:21:49 | 0:21:52 | |
Us? | 0:21:52 | 0:21:53 | |
What are you up to, Feather? | 0:21:53 | 0:21:55 | |
Disappearing during chores, cosy chats with your friends. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:58 | |
-What's it to you? -It's called intuit... | 0:21:58 | 0:22:01 | |
Intuit... | 0:22:01 | 0:22:02 | |
Intuition. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:03 | |
She's hiding stuff. | 0:22:03 | 0:22:04 | |
Now spill, or your food's mine for a week! | 0:22:04 | 0:22:07 | |
Yeah? Just you try. | 0:22:07 | 0:22:09 | |
Oi! Half for me! | 0:22:09 | 0:22:10 | |
Give it back! | 0:22:10 | 0:22:12 | |
Fight! Go on! | 0:22:12 | 0:22:14 | |
Go on, Sheila! Pull her hair! | 0:22:14 | 0:22:15 | |
Do you want it, Feather? You have it! | 0:22:15 | 0:22:17 | |
Who threw that? | 0:22:23 | 0:22:25 | |
It was Hetty, Matron. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:26 | |
What?! | 0:22:26 | 0:22:28 | |
Hetty Feather? | 0:22:28 | 0:22:29 | |
No, Sheila stole her meat! | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
-She threw it, Matron! -It was Hetty. | 0:22:31 | 0:22:34 | |
SCHOOL BELL RINGS | 0:22:34 | 0:22:35 | |
Hetty Feather? What on earth has got into you? | 0:22:35 | 0:22:37 | |
Lunch over, clear your places, please! | 0:22:37 | 0:22:39 | |
Dorms, then fresh air and exercise! As for you, 25629... | 0:22:39 | 0:22:43 | |
Matron! Matron, please. No! | 0:22:43 | 0:22:47 | |
..a spell in the storeroom should restore your senses. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:49 | |
It wasn't me! | 0:22:49 | 0:22:51 | |
Matron! Please, I swear it wasn't me! | 0:22:51 | 0:22:53 | |
DOOR LOCKS | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
'And just like that, my plan was slipping away!' | 0:22:56 | 0:23:00 | |
She isn't coming, Mathias. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:13 | |
We need that letter. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:14 | |
One more minute. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
The escape. It's back on. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:26 | |
Boys, stage four. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:30 | |
-It's Hetty, Matron. -She's trying to escape! -Escape? | 0:23:36 | 0:23:39 | |
With her foundling brother, Matron. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:41 | |
SHE BLOWS WHISTLE | 0:23:41 | 0:23:42 | |
-FABRIC RENDS Hetty! -Gid, no! | 0:23:42 | 0:23:44 |