-再会 本杰明先生 -谢谢 凯蒂
- See you soon, Mr. Benjamin. - Thank you, Kitty.
I've got Harris's list.
Give it back!
Give it back!
You shouldn't be reading that, you virgin.
Give it back, stop!
Let's see what's in here about you girls.
Here's yours, Fanny.
"Miss Fanny Lambert.
The very thing in winter for those who love a fat, jolly girl,
a fine, bouncing crummy wench,
and not amiss in summer, barring perspiration."
Does it say I stink?
Perspire doesn't mean stink.
Yeah, it does.
I've read mine already.
- Appalling - Read mine.
不 埃米莉 还没轮到你
No, Emily, wait your turn.
"Betsey Fletcher, Russell Street.
This girl is new upon the town,
having been debauched not six months ago."
She's one of Nancy's girls.
What's in there for Nancy?
范妮 凯蒂 有人点你们
Fanny, Kitty, you're both wanted.
Culls are waiting.
"Nancy Birch, Russell Street."
"When flagellation is required,
she acquits herself to the entire satisfaction of her cull."
Read your sister's.
"Miss Charlotte Wells."
"Her extravagance would scatter the fortune
of any but the most ambitious keeper.
But her eyes dart delight.
Her bosom enchants to rapture,
and her wit makes her the very meteor of the hour."
I'll be in there next year.
I doubt it.
You ma keeps you cosseted up like a baby.
She's waiting for the right cull.
Better get a move on.
You're losing your shine.
What, like you have?
"Miss Emily Lacey.
A wretched piece,
without even one good quality."
It doesn't say that.
"Walks like a parrot..."
"and swears like a drunken drab."
When the time comes, I hope your quim splits.
All of you.
I've got an officer out there with such hard prick stand
he can hardly walk.
Mr. Gibbon's arrived to ponder the riddle of the female,
and you're all sitting in here on your goods like pecking hens.
Take me to the circle of bliss!
Emily, go and service Mr. Holland
before he expires.
Stop vexing my best girl.
I need you to play.
She's as pure as the snow on St. Paul's.
What's your price, so I may have her?
You're a valued patron, Mr. Gibbon,
so you'll pardon my candor
when I tell you you'll mount that harpsichord
before you have my daughter.
Clawing your way up in the world?
I'm soon taking a fine new house,
When we're settled there,
I'll be taking sealed bids for Lucy's virginity.
Twenty-five pounds to have her now.
As I did for Charlotte, my older daughter.
She is one of the brightest stars in London's firmament.
And I intend no less for Lucy.
Miss Lambert, at last.
Fanny, the Lieutenant would cherish a voyage on your peaks.
At your service.
I'll give you thirty pounds to have her,
now on that stool.
That's out of the question.
- Forty. - I know her value.
What is keeping Miss Carter?
What a hell-bound spider you are.
I'm clawing my way upwards in the world, Mr. Gibbon,
"At Lydia Quigley's house of earthly delights,
Michelangelo himself could not do justice
to the perfect alabaster of Miss Pettifer's bosom."
The musk, madame.
That's most gratifying.
I'm sure I don't deserve it.
The French Piece.
"德奥宾小姐 金色广场 苏豪区"
"Miss D'Aubigne, Golden Square, Soho."
It says here you're dead behind the eyes!
Morte derrière les yeux.
I want eager zeal, comprends?
Or you'll go to the pimps of Cheapside
and you won't be smiling then!
She says that from now on,
she'll be the very spirit of joy.
We're rehearsing a tableau, Mama.
Diana, bathing with her nymphs; look.
The Duke of Cumberland is bringing his retinue after the play.
Make sure he gets anything he wants.
Where are you going?
To watch the sport in Covent Garden.
"This radiant, young votary of Venus
possesses between her lithesome legs
a gateway to the temple of bliss..."
I'm bliss, I'm radiant...
I'm sunk in lust and lechery.
What is the cost to my soul?
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