House of Whipcord Page #4

Sin you are not willing to undress,

you will have to be stripped. Bates?

No, please. Let me go, I will do it.

- Please, tell me...

- Silence.

Now undress behind the screen.

Hurry up, we haven't got all night.

When you've finished, report here.

(sighs)

Put your clothes on the table.

Do as you're told.

One trouser suit, suede,

with p and belt to match,

one pair of panties, black,

one blouse, black,

and one pair of...

shoes.

No, no, and those.

What?

- Madam...

- The watch and the ring.

And the cross.

Sign at the bottom.

Thank you, Bates.

In there.

Under the shower.

Wash yourself properly.

All over.

(Gasps) It is cold!

Wash yourself...

or someone will do it for you.

I think Monsieur Desade

plays tricks on me, yes?

You are detained at Her Majesty's pleasure.

But I have done nothing wrong. I have me

to visit Monsieur Desade's mother.

Where is Mark? Where is he, please?

Mark? Mark!

(Hinges creaking)

(Door slams, bolt clunks)

(Footsteps)

Your name is Ann-Marie de Vrney,

age 19, born in Avignon, France,

but resident in London.

Your occupation is...modeling.

- Yes, but I...

- You are here to serve semen,

according to the proper

moral and disciplinary standards,

for conviction of a serious charge -

for exposing yourself unclothed

without shame,

for monetary gain, to a photographer,

in public, on the eleventh day of April last.

For which outrage against public decency

a corrupt and permissive London court fined you ten pounds and discharged you

Then I am free.

Why am I here? Where is Mark?

Please, I want to see him.

- Why are you...?

- Speak when you're spoken to!

(Door opening)

(Heavy footsteps)

(Door shuts)

(Footsteps, clunking)

- Who is this?

- Ann-Marie de Verney.

- Ann-Marie...

- De Verney.

Er, de Verney.

When I me into court, you were asking,

if I am not mistaken,

why you were in the dock.

I propose to enlighten you.

This court, my dear young lady

exists outside the statutory laws of this land.

It is a private court.

We are constituted here by private charter I

within the walls of this fine, historic building

that mas once a county jail,

to pass what we regard as proper sentence

on depraved females of every category,

with whom the effete and misguided courts

of Great Britain today

have been too lenient.

- Immorality and...

- I have done nothing.

I'll not warn you again.

...and must not be tolerated.

We do not countenance here

reformers, prison welfare visitors,

or chaplains.

We do not provide comfortable looms

with chintz curtains and televisions.

This, young woman, is a real prison,

a proper...

er... proper...

- House of correction.

- A proper house of correction! Mmm...

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