Fingersmith Page #8

Synopsis: Susan "Sue" Trinder is a fingersmith (British slang for thief) who lives in the slums of London with a baby farmer (person who looks after unwanted babies) Mrs.Sucksby. When a once rich man, who gambled all his money away, presents them with a scam that has a payout of 40,000 pounds, Sue signs on to swindle rich Maud Lilly. Maud is an orphan who lives with her uncle, but what exactly is going on in the Lilly house? Sue will pose as Maud's maid so that Mr. Rivers (the gentleman) can get close to and eventually marry her. Their plan is to put Maud in the madhouse and take the money for themselves. All goes astray though when Sue falls in love with Maud. And the question is: Who can you trust?
Genre: Crime, Drama, Romance
  3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
8.0
NOT RATED
Year:
2005
181 min
706 Views


The shape of your nose

I'd pictured exact.

The paleness of the skin

but the hair...

the hair I...

I always thought...

would be fairer.

Dear girl.

My own...

My own dear girl.

To have you back...

after all these years.

Ladies, ladies!

Remember, meet me at the wall

and don't be late.

Of all the burglars' mates

God could have sent me...

Charles was the worse

by a long chalk.

Here we are,

people want to get to sleep.

She said your hands are like poor jobes.

- I never!

- That makes it swell or what?

I never!

After all my kindness, Betty.

I never, nurse Bacon.

She did!

Oh God help us,

look at what you've done now!

And my flesh's blazing.

I'll put the cream on your hands,

nurse Bacon.

I'll do it, I will.

It's a small key.

Shut up Betty!

You'll hurt, Mrs. Wittshire,

if you sing another bleeding verse!..

Where are you hurrying?

Pee!

Charles, Charles, Charles!

You said two o'clock!

Come on!

What kept me going

was the thought of Mrs. Sucksbys face

when I turned up at Lant Street.

And then I thought of Maud...

wherever she was.

I must go on Miss,

or your luck will desert you...

A journey of the heart.

Oh! Sue, forgive me!

Stay here.

Miss. Come back Miss!

Hello?

Hoy, you there! Stop, thief!

What are you doing?

Come back here!

What's going on?

Turn around.

You took them clothes

without asking.

I had to, didn't I?

Would you rather I got picked up?

And never saw Mr. Rivers again?

Don't look at me like that.

I've never done anything

like that before in my life.

Don't you think I feel terrible?

Stealing from poor people like that?

Oh! damn her!

Damn her!

I don't suppose you want a piece

of this pie, then?

Charles?

There are times in this life when we have to

do things that we don't want to do.

I'll ask Mr. Rivers to go

back to that very cottage...

and pay back every penny

for the things we've taken and more.

Will you?

Yeah, that's just the sort of thing

that Mr. Rivers would do.

Here.

Can't believe that in a few days time

you will be twenty one years old.

I'll make myself a cup..

Oh thank you. Thank you dear.

Who was my father?

Mr. Ibbs?

No dear.

Your father was a sailor

lost at sea, well,

lost to me, dear.

Smell it!

Smell it, Miss?

London!

Oh, the rotten, horrible,

bleeding, stink of it.

- Miss Smith?

- I ain't Miss Smith.

I ain't Miss bleeding Rivers.

I'm Susan Trinder!

I thought you said that we were

going to see Mr. Rivers?

This is horrible!

This isn't horrible,

the country is horrible.

- This is where I live.

- This place? Where does Mr...

Tommy Joslin.

Conindrent, always a good poke.

Go on, get in.

What is it?

Miss Trinder, what is it?

Don't cry, Miss.

There.

Happy birthday!

Did you take that from the cottage?

Why did you take it?

Why?

It's because that's what I am.

You're kind, you're a ladies maid.

I'm a fingersmith, you stupid idiot!

A thief!

Well, I don't want to be a thief.

I want to be with Mr Rivers.

You said you promised.

Mr. Rivers?

Mr. Rivers is the biggest prick unhung!

Mr. Rivers,

Mr. Rivers got me put in a mad house.

Happy birthday Maud!

And to our absent friend Sue,

might the day bring

good fortune to us all.

Leave her alone, can't you?

Stop beating her.

Get out.

I will order madam's carriage.

Dear Mrs. Sucksby,

gentleman and that...

b*tch has cheated me

and put me in the mad house.

Send a signal with this boy

and help me.

Go on, remember what

you've got selling.

Wait, wait. Put...

I love you...

as I always will...

like a daughter.

Half a sovereign, son.

No, it's got to be the works.

I'll open it up, hang on.

She took it.

Mrs. Sucksby?

Miss Maud.

And she gave me this.

She's mocking me.

What is it? The two of hearts?

I'll mock her.

Well, he gave me a pound for the watch.

Come on.

Look who's here.

Mrs. Sucksby, visitor.

Someone who's fingersmithing

cutlery and jewellery!

Is that what you've told him?

That I stole your jewellery?

You've got some bleeding cheek!

You nearly broke Mrs. Sucksbys heart!

Give me the knife!

Give it to me!

I've got no argue with you John,

or you Dainty.

Sue, dear, you ain't yourself.

I ain't Mrs. Sucksby,

not after what they did to me.

Sue, leave now.

You'd like me to do that,

wouldn't you?

Before the gentleman gets back.

You don't know what's really happened.

I know you've got my clothes.

Even got my bleeding bangles!

Why? Isn't your fortune enough?

Isn't what you did to me enough?

Please go!

You put me in the mad house.

You planned to put me there!

I wish I had!

To cheat me, to kill me!

I will, I will kill you!

You old cow! You've been down on me

ever since the day I was born!

Touch me again and you'll know it.

I never, I never

I never believed you cut

with the jewellery.

I went along with the others

because they'd thought me

a sentimental old fool,

But I knew deep down..

Give me the knife.

- Did you?

- I did, I did!

I thought no, not my Sue.

You brought me up as your own daughter.

I thought I'd never see you again.

But I had a man out looking for you.

I knew you would!

Sue!

Your carriage awaits.

Hello Charles.

My boots have never been the same.

Sue?

She's just told me

what you've done to her.

So you'd better go.

You found me out,

I'm a villain Charles.

Honest to god, Mr. Rivers,

I never meant to.

Get out.

Don't let him go.

He'll only go to Dr Christie!

Stay, stay.

Stay, stay.

There, there. You're alright now.

There, there...

Oh damn it, tell the poor b*tch

how we used her.

Richard don't say any more.

Oh my dear wife.

Have you no feelings at all?

Not that I know of.

But I know you have.

Damn it Maud,

what does it matter to you?

You're a fully fledged villain now,

you don't have to care

about either of them!

Gentleman, enough!

Will you...

Now I see the resemblance.

No, you see nothing. Nothing.

Why did I never suspect it?

No wonder you kicked and cursed

and she let you.

Oh, this is rich!

Did you know Mr. Ibbs?

No he knows nothing.

Stop it. Stop it!

Grace?

My heart!

Your heart?

You have a heart Mrs. Sucksby?

Feel it here!

I should get your daughter to do that.

Grace! Grace!

She hit me.

Get me a surgeon!

No surgeons!

God damn you!

Charlie?

Murder, murder! Help, help me!

Stop the boy!

He's gone.

Who did this?

She's done it. I saw her.

Wait...

What happened was the knife

was on the table...

Maud started to say something else.

But nobody heard her.

I've done it.

Lord knows I'm sorry for it right now.

But I've done it.

And these girls here,

they're innocent girls

that never harmed no one.

Maud said she'd killed him.

But nobody believed her.

Because she was a lady.

And a lunatic.

Gentleman werent a gentleman after all.

But a draper's son.

Frederick Bunt.

The papers said he had been

brutally cut down in his manhood.

And girls put his picture

next to their hearts.

I didn't see Maud

before she disappeared.

Good job.

Or I had probably ended up

with Mrs. Sucksby.

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