The Scandalous Lady W

You wish to speak to me.

I will grant your wish,

on the condition that you

leave England at once...

.. and remain abroad in

France for four years.

You would send me into exile?

Why do you complain so?

I have lost everything.

And only you?

Shh...

I love you, Captain Bisset.

Seymour?

Where is Lady Worsley?

Where is she?

They say she's worth 100,000

to the man she marries.

I doubt there's a wealthier, more

eligible heiress in the land.

You are beautiful, madam.

You are kind, sir.

I have always believed, when I

meet my match, I shall know it.

I wish to marry for love.

- I have had many offers, sir...

- I'm sure you have!

- And when you marry, you wish

to marry only for love? - Yes.

Well, then, why not marry

a stable boy, or a footman?

Perhaps I will, sir.

A gentleman's title and connections

are plainly no more than a trifle,

as far as Miss Fleming is concerned!

If I am one day...

and before too long...

to promise myself to another, well...

.. then I would like him to pledge

his love and undying devotion to me,

for I will marry for no less.

Yes, you have impressed the point upon me.

What is it you wish for in a wife, sir?

When I marry, one day...

and before too long...

I must know in my heart that I

can trust my wife to do her duty.

I would do the bidding of any man I loved.

I am sure, sir, you will

meet your match soon.

And what man, except a fool,

would not love you, Seymour?

Seymour's not home. What

time did she leave?

She left with Captain Bisset

just after you did, sir.

Lady Worsley!

Where's that scoundrel's lodgings?

Sir!

Upon your honour, can you say

she is not in your house?

Sir, she is not in this house.

She was here, sir... with Captain Bisset,

but they was gone off,

about five this morning.

I did not see her, sir.

They have eloped.

We have been wed for

three months, Richard.

Are you weary?

No.

I...

You are my brother starling,

my love, my one.

I am yours, sir, to do with as you please.

Would you not wish for

me to bear you a son?

Seymour, I love you.

I am convulsed with passion for you.

How many unspoken desires toward you?

Might I speak them?

You would not mind?

- If it pleases you, then...

- Oh, my dear, it would please me greatly.

My mother did not tell me

that playing rantum-scantum would be thus.

It did not please you?

It was strange, but not unpleasant.

Seymour, I'm sure before long,

they will call me to serve His

Majesty as Privy Counsellor.

Perhaps it is my destiny that I

might one day be Prime Minister.

Well, if one day you are, I

shall be very proud of you.

You will be wreathed in the golden

light that shines upon you

from my honours and titles.

I dare say when I achieve a rank

within the Royal household,

I shall be in court most of the time.

And I shall be permitted to accompany you?

When it is my wish.

Madam, our marriage and our frolics

are for us and us alone.

Of course they are.

I must know I can rely on you.

Of course you can, Richard.

- Where is she?

- Sir?

Where is she, damn you!

My mistress made me take an

oath on my life not to say.

Let me be plain, madam.

If you do not answer me

truthfully, this moment...

.. you will be discharged from

my service without a reference.

You will be thrown out on to the street!

I know not where they are...

only that they are in London.

I was awoken from my sleep

at the midnight hour...

Yes?

.. and I was instructed to bring

the child to Lady Worsley

at Viscount Deerhurst's home.

Right. You are to come with me.

We've done it, George. I'm free of him!

Now then, Seymour... I

will never let you down.

The world will take me for a scoundrel,

but my heart is in your hand...

and I am a slave to your quim.

We will take breakfast privately...

and a bedchamber for my husband and I.

Married, my arse!

Forgive us, ladies. We were

resting from our travels.

Do not fret, my dear. He'll

never find us here.

I will be at ease when my Jane is with me.

All will be well with the child.

Don't call her "the child". - Shh.

Make up the bed chambers and be gone.

Lady Worsley is unhappy.

I'm sorry to hear that's so.

Many ladies of rank are

wont to selfishness.

Lady Worsley is a magnificent woman...

if I may say so.

Yes, you may.

You may.

Nay, never would I have known

that a woman of breeding

could be so wanton and so desires f***ing.

Sir...

.. that is most extraordinary.

She says it is love that

fuels her passions.

Ah.

I jest not, my lord. The respite

would be most welcome.

She likes you.

You have my permission to try with her.

You ask too much of me, sir.

I am your wife and I love you.

It would not touch my love

for you, nor yours mine.

Richard, please...

You know, unless you do as I wish,

I suffer viciously with the horn colic.

- But I don't... - Why will

you not do my bidding?

You are my wife.

Are you not satisfied with looking

upon me through the keyhole?

No, I'm not.

All I wish for, sir,

is to be happy and in love

and with my husband.

All I wish for, madam,

is that you do my bidding.

You betray my love for you by asking...

It is not betrayal...

it is simply my wish.

You should wish to please me.

I won't.

I won't.

Then as you wish.

Why?

I've promised Deerhurst that you are game.

No.

Why, I say?

No.

You see, my lord, what hurts me greatly

is that she will not even try.

To think, I married a sour-faced prig!

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