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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.
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...
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