The Stolen Page #4
- Year:
- 2017
- 98 min
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Don't do that!
I'm flushed today, love.
I can pay extra!
That's enough.
It's just
a misunderstanding.
Bertie,
give the man a refund.
Will you play a slow one?
You from England?
Oxfordshire.
Are you from
the North?
The North?
Yes, I am.
And proud.
Do you have family there?
I'm an only child.
So what brought you here?
To Goldtown?
No, to the island.
My husband.
He was killed.
We try to make
a life for ourselves,
but it's hard.
Happiness finds a way, though.
I pray for it every night,
Mr. McCullen.
Joshua.
Please.
Can I show you something?
Marry me.
I've got good diggings.
Just ask Bertie.
I'll give you six sons.
You won't find
more decent than me.
Have you got a ring?
Come back
when you've got a ring.
That's Goldtown.
It's beautiful.
It's what I want home
to look like in a year.
Very ambitious.
Maybe.
But these men have left
their families behind.
They've...
endured great hardship
to be masters
of their own destiny.
The least I can do
is provide them
with what they need.
They can make a life.
Better than anywhere else.
Yeah, I suppose
that does make me ambitious,
doesn't it?
Yeah.
Endured great hardship.
I don't think I ever understood
What did you expect?
I don't know.
I expected everything
to be perfect.
When we went up to bed
Hey, ding doorum
When we went up to bed
Me being daft
When we went to bed
He lay like he was dead
Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man
For he's got no faloorum
Fadidle eye-oorum
He's got no faloorum
Fadidle all day
He's got no faloorum
He's lost his ding doorum
Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man
For he's got no faloorum
Fadidle eye-oorum
He's got no faloorum
Fadidle all day
He's got no faloorum
He's lost his ding doorum
Maids, when you're young
Never wed an old man
English Rose
has got Freckles!
Go, Freckles!
so jealous of me.
So jealous.
Hey!
so jealous.
Here.
Hmm.
There you go.
Here.
Drink.
Good boy.
Yeah, well...
Lie with me.
Shh.
Don't pretend
you know
what you're doing.
You're the best
of any damn whore
I ever laid eyes on.
Yeah.
Thank you.
There we go. Shh.
Guys are gonna be so jealous.
I know you said
I'm not welcome.
-I know you said
to not come back.
-I say no come back!
I have
the same photograph.
This is my son!
He's here in Goldtown.
It's the same photograph.
The same as yours.
This is my baby. See, here.
You have the same photograph.
Oh.
She says the tree people.
Yes, tree people.
Three people.
Where's the tree people?
The woman with baby.
Baby.
I saw him.
Bush. Tree people.
Yes. Yes.
Baby, through bush.
Through the bush.
Um, I'm looking
for a woman with a baby.
Um, do you speak English?
English?
Oh!
Um, excuse me.
Do you speak English?
-English?
-Ah, morning! Morning!
You buy.
Ah, yes, yes.
Ah. You buy.
No, no.
Um, I'm looking for a woman
with this baby.
Oh.
A woman with...
No.
You... You buy.
No! I need to find
a woman with a baby.
I need to find the woman
with this--
You buy.
Okay.
English?
Go up.
Woman and baby.
They go.
Thank you!
Thank you!
Oh, child. Arthur.
Hey! Hey!
No! Arrt!
He's mine!
The mother is dead!
He's my son.
That'll do now,
princess.
You give that little one
back now.
You want to do this
the hard way?
Why did you take my baby?
Why did you take my baby?
You done good, Chiney.
Come here.
Joshua.
Joshua. Um...
Um.
Hunter has my son.
There's a lady.
Or...
Joshua.
Needs more milk.
You have absolutely no idea
who I am, do you?
Mrs. Lockton.
I had a dream
just like your husband.
I came to this country
with a promise
from my government
that the land was as ripe
as the opportunity.
Everything I had,
I lost.
Just a lucky few,
likes of your husband,
prospered.
Thinking he was doing
the likes of me a favor.
So...
I made
my own opportunity.
Now that requires
investments,
still does.
So I'll be needing
your generosity
a while yet.
You killed my husband.
He'd have done
the same.
He almost did.
You took my son.
He's such a sweet boy,
Charlotte.
Knows his own mind
already.
You'll see.
I said...
Needs more milk.
You can have Oxfordshire.
And all the land
and the house.
I know I can.
Thank you.
You and your son
could be safe here.
I just want my son.
And that's
what I'm saying.
You understand.
That is what I'm saying.
Just obey the rules.
You can go now.
Charlotte?
Shh!
What in God's name
are you doing?
Why would you do this?
Why?
I don't understand.
Don't you love him?
Of course I do.
I would die
for my son.
And so you might.
Why won't you let me
see my son?
Oh.
This isn't good
for business, darling.
Not good at all.
He's a bad man.
There's a lot of people
who owe their lives
to Mr. McCullen.
Why won't any of you
let me see my son?
I know nothing
about the lad.
But...
why don't you just
be a good girlie?
Mind your mouth,
and get back to your work.
I need your help.
McCullen has my son.
He killed my husband,
and he has my son.
Joshua?
Loco!
I'm not loco,
Maria Theresa.
He has my son.
Well, I ain't seen
no kid around here.
He's here
in this hotel.
He's in the room in the corner,
but McCullen's watching me
all the time
so I can't move!
Unless...
he knows.
Please,
can you help me?
Can you help, please?
Can you help me?
Can you help me get the key?
The key to what?
The key to the rooms.
You're in there all the time
with the diggers.
You can help me get to him.
-And then what would you do?
-I take my son, and I go.
Yeah, but we stay here.
- If what you say is right...
I am right.
Then they'll know soon enough
that you needed help.
And it won't be
long before they work out
who helped you.
We live here now,
remember?
We found ourselves
new stories here.
Please?
Please, please.
Fred!
Let's to bed, Fred!
I like your hair down.
When I lost my family, I...
I cursed the heavens.
When I took your son,
I cursed myself.
But then I saw you.
You'd come for him.
To me.
You're too beautiful
for makeup.
We all want another's
heartbeat against our own.
Uh, gentlemen, gentlemen.
We have a very special treat.
Flamenco and I
have prepared something
very special for you.
I always knew
you were gonna
be trouble.
Jesus Christ.
Put these on.
You just don't listen,
do you?
Aah!
You...
You gonna die!
Die, b*tch.
I'm gonna kill you!
Gonna kill you!
Oh, you're dead, b*tch!
You can't outrun me!
Shut up
or you're next!
Where are you, girl?
What are you looking at?
I'm gonna find you.
Think I can't find you?
You can outrun me?
Huh?
Where are you gonna run to, huh?
All the way back to England?
I can smell you!
happen to that little one
when you die?
That's the last thought
that's gonna go
through your head, sweetheart.
Do you have family?
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