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Smashed things up.

I didn't wanna look at myself.

Camilla said that, um,

you lost your mum too.

She's your legal guardian.

How brave of her.

I understand what

she's had to do.

Do you?

Well, she needs money.

Well, what I'm saying is,

um... I don't care.

You can stay.

Thank you.

Only those prepared to

die will find eternal life.

Go on, go on.

- This is the end.

- Of what?

Of time.

Good boy...

Ooh...

- Who was he?

- It's in the past, Ella, let it go.

- Who was he?

- He was a f***ing monster.

I should get a medal

for what I did to him.

- Will we move on today?

- Are you tired, my love?

Well...

I reckon that we should hang on

here for a few days, don't you?

Yeah, we can lay low,

get some rest, get some money.

I could start up one of my old

businesses like in the old days.

- You don't have to do that.

- Oh, come on, Ella.

Look at this place, it's perfect.

We'd rake it in.

Why don't we find another way?

It's all right, angel.

I'll make sure you're not involved.

I'm sorry, Noel.

Oh...

I was worried I dreamt you.

I thought I'd wake up

and you'd be gone.

Why would I leave?

You've got everything I need.

Eleanor Webb.

Look at you.

Fair as a lily.

I know your mother.

My mother is dead.

Is that what they told you?

They fed you on lies.

Your mother, your mother stole

something from me.

Now I'll steal something from her.

My disease has no cure.

When I'm finished with you,

you'll be a child no longer.

Look at me!

Eleanor?

You okay?

Camilla's told me about

how you were in a care home.

She said that...

She said that bad things

happened to you there.

I want you to know that

nothing bad will happen

while you're living here.

I promise, okay?

Her name's not Camilla

and she's not my sister, she's...

My name's Claire.

It's Clara, she was born Clara.

I prefer Claire.

Mmm...

Claire.

Don't.

You lie about me all the time.

If you tell him, I will kill him.

Don't you sometimes

crave to tell the truth?

There is a code that we

survive by, Eleanor.

Keep it.

So, in a week say,

how much would

your mum make?

Uh, what, high season?

About a thousand.

Oh, we could make

that in a night.

You could clear all

your debts, Noely.

Yeah, but...

I want to save

you from that life.

Well, it wouldn't

have to be me.

We could get

some girls in.

This is my mother's house.

He's so fair

none can compare

Oh, but his blood runs ruby

Come, rosy day

come quick, I pray

let dreams of love

be over...

Once upon a time,

there was nothing here.

There was no hotel,

no promenade.

Just a beach,

nets hanging out to dry,

great warships

in the bay

and children picking

cockles for their bread.

My mother was one of those children,

barefoot in the sand.

Can you hear me?

My mother lives

on human blood

and has done for

two centuries.

But once she was

a girl like you.

She's never spoken

of her family.

They're in the store

of things she must forget.

So her tale begins with two officers

waiting to be called to war.

Are they sweet? May I try one?

One was midshipman Darvell.

Mmm.

Here.

Pearl for a pearl.

And the other, his superior,

was captain Ruthven.

May I offer you a ride?

She's only a child, Ruthven.

She knows how to ride,

I dare say.

Don't go with him.

The pearl stays

pure forever

while the oyster's

flesh rots around it.

I have a gift for you.

Captain Ruthven!

Here's a treasure I

found on the beach.

Welcome, my dear.

There's nothing to

be afraid of.

Come on.

Let me show you to the

captain's favorite room.

You'll find only friends here.

You gave me nothing, sir.

You took.

I've given you your profession.

Welcome to your adult life...

How many stories

start that way?

Whore.

Thousands upon

thousands.

I shall return...

To see what you have learnt.

Come now.

Why do you cry?

I have a gentleman here

who will soon have

you smiling again.

No children in this household.

You know the rule.

Once upon a time,

I was born.

It is still a fact that the day

you are born is the day you

are most likely

to be murdered.

More human souls are killed

by mothers' hands

than by the hands

of strangers.

My mother tried

to murder me...

But love confounded her.

Her note said,

"This is my daughter, Eleanor Webb."

I wish her to live

a clean life.

I shall pay for her upkeep

with gold, which I will leave

every month that

she lives.

I wish to spare her

a life like my own,

which has been despoiled

from the start.

"Please tell her I'm dead. "

So I led that clean life.

I sang the orphan's song.

I learned that virtue and modesty

would be my path to bliss.

Northaven Private Orphanage

was my abode.

I wish I could have

called it home.

I'm sorry!

F***...

Oh, that's gross.

I've got to get home.

Let me get help.

I've got your bicycle, don't worry.

You need stitches.

Were you there to enroll?

What?

Have you joined the college?

I don't know.

Leave the bike there.

I hate blood. Could you get

the doorbell, please?

- Oh, my God, what happened?

- He fell.

Oh, my God. Mark! Mark!

He's bleeding!

- Frank, oh, Frank.

- It's O.K., it's O.K.

I got him, I got him.

Get the keys.

Are you his girlfriend?

Where are the keys?

Has he told you?

Oh... Got the keys?

Yeah.

Keep it up,

keep it up, Frank.

Oh, God, Frank!

Don't cry...

Good girl.

Baby, don't cry

You could do so much better.

Dry your eyes

let's be sweethearts

again

oh...

Oi...

Would you like to kiss me?

What the f***...?

Why?

In celebration of my wickedness.

Come on,

come on, sweetheart

and let's try it over again

oh, don't cry

don't cry, baby

don't cry,

don't cry

dry your eyes

and let's be sweethearts again

oh...

'cause you know,

you know I didn't mean...

To treat you so mean

come on, come on...

let's try it over again

oh, don't cry

don't cry,

don't cry, baby...

The world'll be more

beautiful without you.

Don't cry, don't cry,

don't cry

dry your eyes

let's be sweethearts again

It's all right.

Gotcha. It's O.K.

- I want to die.

- No, you don't.

Not today.

If you still want to die tomorrow,

I'll finish you off myself.

- Hello?

- Oh, hi.

Is it still visiting?

Thanks for bringing him home.

He hasn't told me

anything about you.

That's boys for you, isn't it?

You been going out for long?

We just met.

Oh, oh.

I'm glad.

What's your name?

Eleanor.

Gabi.

He takes anti-coagulants.

That's why he bled so much,

that's what you're

wondering.

He's been fighting

leukemia for years.

It's in remission now,

so we're hoping it's all over.

So full of life.

Please don't tell him I was here.

Angel...

Peace be with you.

May light shine upon you.

You came for me...

Forgive me for

what I must do.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Do you speak?

Speak English?

You schoolgirl thing?

She better pay like she say

or I'll say no further.

Maybe we do lesbian thing.

I don't mind.

That's my little baby sister.

She doesn't drink,

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