All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S01E06 A Cry for Help WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(orchestral music)

- Oh, I don't know how I'm
gonna match this blessed button

for her ladyship's blouse.

Mr. Hudson, your eyes
are better than mine.

- Oh, let's have a look.

I think that's about as near
as you'll get it, Mrs. Roberts.

- Oh, yes, that's much
better, thank you, Mr. Hudson.

- You'd make a good lady's
maid for somebody, Mr. Hudson.

- Oh go away with
you, Mrs. Bridges.

- I just hope Rose
is looking after

her ladyship properly
at Southwold.

- Why shouldn't she?

- I mean a lady's maid
is a lady's maid,

and a house maid
is a house maid.

- Oh, she looked after
Miss Elizabeth, after all.

- And it's only for
this once, Mrs. Roberts.

So that Rose can see
something of her family.

Emily, hey Mary.
- Long as that's clear.

- Coming.

Yes, Mr. Hudson?

- Have you finished
the bedrooms?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.
- Well, that's a good girl.

Now pop upstairs to
the morning room

and light the fire, will you?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- And quietly, Mary, the
master is not to be disturbed

while he's working on his book.

- Very well.

- That girl hasn't smiled
once since she come here.

- Ah, it takes a wee bit of time

settling into a new
place, Mrs. Bridges.

Three months isn't that long.

- She looks peaky
to me, unhealthy.

- Perhaps Edward's
been bothering her.

- He wants to keep his hands
to himself, Edward does.

- He wants a damn good
hiding, he does.

- Hello.

Oh, leave off can't you?

- Ah, it's just a bit of fun.

- Who for?

- Why, no need to get antsy.

-[Woman] Well, how's
it coming along?

- I can't seem to
get the lumps out.

- Well, work it.

Crumble it.

No, no.

Not like that, child.

Like this.

- Oh.

- It's all in the
hands, you see?

No good go picking
and poking at it.

If you haven't got
the hands for it,

your pastry's always
gonna turn out like lead.

Still working this blooming
old huh Pizzy?

- Yes, only he said to say

he'd be dining out at
his club tonight.

- I don't want to
know about dinner.

I want to know about lunch.

- Oh, give us a chance.

He's working on.
- Oh.

He'll want something
light, then.

- That's it, that's
his very words.

I'm to take it up
to him on a tray.

- I must say it's a pleasure
to have him here on his own

for once in a while
and he's no trouble.

Especially when he's busy.

Crumble it, girl.

Crumble it.

(sniffling)

(sniffling)
- You've got a cold?

- No sir.

- Treacherous weather
this time of the year.

(crying)

Sure you haven't got a chill?

-[Mary] Quite sure,
thank you sir.

(crying)

- What's the matter?
- Nothing, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

(bell ringing)

- Mr. Hudson.

- I thought it was
too quiet to last.

-[Woman] No peace
for the wicked.

- Oh, have you done
the fire, Mary?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.
- That's a good girl.

You didn't disturb him, I hope?

- There we are.

All your own work.

- You did the decorating.

- That's half the battle
with food, the look of it.

Remember that.

You did the bulk of it.

Now, we won't tell anybody.

Just pop it in the oven

and we'll see who knows
the difference.

- Oh, they'll know.

I mean it stands to reason.

It isn't anybody can make
pastry half as good as yours.

- If you're gonna be a cook,

there's something else
you'll need to know.

-[Woman] Oh, what's that?

- Modesty don't get you nowhere.

- You rang, sir?

- Yes, Hudson, what's the
matter with that house maid?

- Mary, sir?

- She was crying.

- In here, sir?
- Just now.

- Oh, I'm very sorry, sir.

I'll see that it doesn't
occur again.

- I'm not complaining, I just
wonder whether she was ill.

- Not that I know of, sir.

- Does she get on all right
with the other servants?

- Well enough, sir.

- Anyone at home is there?

- I understand she's
an orphan, sir.

- Then it can't be that, then.

What's she got to
be unhappy about?

- I couldn't really say, sir.

- Well, make it your business
to find out, will you Hudson.

We ought to keep the staff
reasonably cheerful, eh?

- I'll certainly speak
to her, sir.

I'm sorry this has happened.

- How long will it be
now, Mrs. Bridges?

- About an hour.

Now, you get on peeling
the potatoes

and washing the cauliflower.

Can't have steak and kidney pie

without 'tatoes and cauliflower.

- You reckon I'll make a pastry
cook one day, Mrs. Bridges?

- You may do, if you
remember what I've shown you.

And behave yourself!

- Oh, I will!

- Put that down, Mary
I want a word with you.

Here, follow me.

Close the door, Mary.

And sit down here.

Now.

Is that right, what the
master's just been telling me?

- What about?

- You were crying up
there in the morning room.

- Oh I couldn't help
myself, Mr. Hudson.

It just come over me.

- The master was quite
concerned, you know?

- I didn't mean to.

- Now, we can't have
any of that, Mary.

- It won't happen again.

- You're not unhappy
here, are you?

-[Mary] No.

- That young Edward hasn't
been pestering you, has he?

- Not so you'd notice.

- Oh, maybe you caught
the rough edge

of Mrs. Bridges' tongue.

No, you mustn't mind about that.

She always gets a
wee bit aerated

when she hasn't got
enough to do.

- Oh, she's been
very civil to me.

- You want to tell me
what it's all about, then?

- I can't.

- I don't shock easily,
you know?

- Honest, I can't.

- Oh, you'd be surprised the
things I've heard on this job.

- Oh, it's got nothing
to do with here.

- Well, that cuts
both ways, Mary.

We've all got our troubles.

How we deal with them,
that's our own affair.

But the way of it is when
we step over that threshold,

we leave all that behind us.

Now is that understood?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

I will not have the master
worried, do you understand?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.
- Right, then.

No more of that sniveling and
drawing attention to yourself

or there will be trouble.

- Thank you, Mr. Hudson.

- Off you go Mary.

- Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Bridges says

we'll be eating in
less than an hour.

- Yes, all right, Emily.

- There's a surprise
for our dinner today.

- Oh, what's that?

- I can't tell you.

- I think you're all
in this together.

(clock chiming)

- Who's that?

Come here.

Mary?

What on Earth do you
think you're doing?

- I was just going out, sir.

- At this time of night?

You got Hudson's permission?

Well?

- No, sir.

- You know you're not allowed
to come and go as you please.

It's not good enough, come
on, off you go at once.

I'll speak to Hudson.

I imagine he'll have something
to say to you in the morning.

(crying)

Oh, now, stop that.

Here, come here.

Come along.

(crying)

Go and sit down.

(crying)

Here, drink this.

Come on, come on,
you'll like it.

Now, try and pull
yourself together.

- I'm sorry, sir.

I'm sorry, sir.

- Now, heaven's sake
stop apologizing.

Well then what's this all about?

- I can't tell you, sir.

If I did you'd only
give me the sack.

- Well, I shall if you don't.

Tears and tantrums

and creeping out of the
house without permission.

Exactly what's going on?

- I--
- Well?

- I'm gonna have a baby, sir.

- Oh.
- I'm sorry, sir.

- Well, it's a bit late
for that now, isn't it?

You sure?

- Yes, sir.

- How far has it gone?

- Three months, sir.

- Before or after you came here?

- Before, just before.

- Well, that's something anyway.

Who's the father?

- I can't say, sir.

- Can't or won't?

- How do you mean?

- Well, you must know
who's responsible or--

- I'm not like that.

It was only the once.

And you only have to
slip up the once, sir.

- Is he a married man?
- No, sir.

- Well, then what's your
problem, don't you love him?

- I don't even like him.

- Well, it's a bit
late for that.

Now, there's a baby on the way.

You can't stay here, of course.

-[Mary] No, sir.

- You'll have to marry him.

- If I could stomach
him, which I can't.

He'll never marry me.

- Have you asked him?
- He wouldn't.

I just know.

- Well he'll have to provide
for you and the child at least.

-[Mary] Not him.

- Have you told him
you're expecting?

- What's the point?

He wouldn't own it.

He'd laugh as like as not.

That's what he'd do.

- Hmm.

Where were you going then?

- To see this woman.

- Which woman?

- Well she'll fix you up.

Only you gotta pay.

Well, I've been saving.

- You mean you were
going to an abortionist?

- What else can I do?

- Well, quite apart to
the risk for yourself,

I think we'd have to
try and remember

you'd be taking away a life.

- Do you think I
don't know that?

What am I supposed to do?

I'm a servant.

Who's gonna let a servant
have a child

and bring it up on
her own, would you?

Course not.

Soon as I'd told you
you said I'd have to go.

Do you think I haven't
seen it happen?

What am I supposed to do?

Stop on time, sacked without
a reference, and then go off

and then go off and
have it in a ditch

so the two of us can
starve to death.

- But Mary don't you realize
what you're planning is murder?

- There's murder and murder.

At least this way is short.

- Mary, it's a crime.

And the penalties
are very severe.

- I can't help that.

It's a risk I've gotta take.

- Would you want to
lose your own child?

- No, of course I don't.

- Well, then you mustn't.

- But, that's the only way.

- Mary, supposing it went wrong.

It could, you know?

Then later on when you
want to get married,

and you badly want a child
you find you can't have one.

Or, if you never get married.

To know that you'd killed
your only child.

How do you think you'd
feel about that?

You'd never forgive yourself.

- But I'm talking about now.

How am I gonna manage now?

-[Mr. Bellamy] Well, we'll,

I'll have to think of something.

- What?

- I'll think of something.

- You can't.

- It's going to be difficult,
it'll take a bit of time, but,

I promise you I'll find a way.

- Oh, thank you, sir.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Mary, you
run along to bed now,

and we'll work out something
together in the morning.

- Oh, I don't know how
to thank you, sir.

- Yes, well you will go and
get a good night's sleep, now.

- Oh, I'll not breathe
a word to anyone.

- Yes, that's the idea.

- Oh, God bless you, sir.

- Now, Mary, there is one
thing you can do for me.

-[Mary] Oh, anything, sir.

- No more tears, eh?

Come along.

I

- I heard a noise, sir.

- Oh, Mary was going
out to see a friend.

I've told her it's far too
late for that sort of thing.

After all, we all have
to work in the morning.

Off you go.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, sir.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Ms. Roberts did no
more than a duty

aquatinting me with last
night's incident.

You just be thankful, my girl,

that the master's chosen
to overlook it.

If he hadn't you'd be
out on your ear by now.

- I was only going to
pop out and see a friend.

- I am not interested in
what you were intending.

You know the rules, do you not?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Well they're made for keeping

and I'll not have them
broken and bent,

to suit your convenience.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- I have much more important
things to do than be bothered

about under house parlor maids

who will not behave themselves.

Now, this is the second time

I've had occasion
to speak to you.

Do you realize that, Mary?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson, there
won't be a third.

- Right, then.

If the master doesn't want
to make an issue of it

we'll leave it at
that this once,

and say no more.

- Oh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.

- Get on with you, now.

See to the fire in
the morning room.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- And Mary, mind what I say.

It's your last chance.

-[Mary] Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Off you go, now.

- Good morning, sir.

- Hmm?

Oh, good morning.

- May I see to the fire, sir?

- Oh by all means.

Did Roberts say capital
after last night?

- Beg your pardon, sir?

- Did she say anything?

- Oh yes, she told Mr. Hudson.

- And?

- He ticked me off
good and proper.

It's all right, though.

I said I was going to go out
and see a friend like you said.

- Good.

- I suppose you haven't
had a chance

to think of anything, sir?

- I'm afraid not, Mary.
- Oh.

- Well, it's not something
I can settle overnight.

I do need a bit of time.

Yes, Edward?

- Your coffee, sir.
- Oh, yes, thank you.

- Shall I pour it, sir?
- Yes, just put it.

- And Mrs. Bridges wants to know

what meals you'll be
having in today, sir?

- Well, I shall be
out to luncheon.

Oh, Mary, don't bother
to light the fire now.

And, home to dine.

- Watch out sir, hot filter.
- Thank you, Edward.

Oh, Mary.

What is you half day this week?

- Today, sir.

- Oh, better have a little
talk this afternoon.

- Out to lunch, in
to dinner tonight.

- I wish he'd make up his mind.

A person doesn't know
where they are.

Chop and change,
chop and change.

- Oh, cripes.

- Now what have you done?

I thought I told you to put that

in the oven twenty minutes ago?

- Oh, I'm ever so sorry.

- Can't you do nothing right?

- I forgot.

- I don't know, seems I've
got to do everything myself.

There are times when I think
your mother used no ornaments.

- I said I was sorry.

- Well that's all gonna
get the red dinner

ready on the time, is it?

And get on with them vegetables.

They won't be ready, neither.

Oh.

And I'll thank you not
to put paper on my range.

I've told you before,
it makes clinkers.

- Sorry.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Emily?

Where'd you put the cream?

-[Emily] In the larder,
Mrs. Bridges.

- I mean, if I hadn't
seen it for myself

I wouldn't have believed it.

That girl was in the
morning room with him,

they were sat down in
there and talking

- Yes yes, Ms. Roberts.

- And I mean I'm as a
broad minded as the next,

but really you'd think
he'd have more sense.

- Now let's not be too
hasty, Miss Roberts.

- But all we need's another
scamp in the family, isn't it?

-[Emily] Help!

Mr. Hudson, help!

Help me Mr. Hudson.

She's dead.

- What happened?
- She was just stood there,

and then she went all white.

And then when she she keeled
over and dropped dead.

-[Man] Oh Mr. Hudson look.

(talking over each other)

-[Man] She fainted.

- I'll fetch you
something Emily.

- Yep go and get material
but quickly.

- Yeah alright.

-[Woman] Is she going
to be alright?

- Bring it over here.

(talking over each other)

-[Mrs. Bridges] Let's
get some air here,

get some more for her.

There.

Here, get you head down
between your legs.

That's right, there.

- Oh, we won't be needing
that now, Ms. Roberts.

- Now then up you come.

- Where am I?

-[Mrs. Bridges] You're safe
and snug, and in my kitchen.

- Oh, I must have fainted.

- Yes, yes you did, Mary.

- I'm ever so sorry, Mr. Hudson.

- How are you feeling now, eh?

- I'm all right.

Oh, I just come over all swimey.

- How many times has this
happened to you before?

- Never.

- Well, we'll get Mr. Hudson
to fetch the doctor, will we?

- Oh, no, I seen the doctor

and he said I was
a bit run down.

Anemic, that's right.

And he gave me some pills.

I must have forgot
to take me pills.

- But you have to
use them, Mary.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Well look, I'd go and spend

the rest of the day in
bed, if I were you.

- Oh, no, I got to go out.

- Oh, now, come on dear.

Have a bit of sense.

- No, please, I've got to.

- Well, it's up to you, Mary.

- Thanks ever so much.

- Edward, see her upstairs,
will you?

- Yes.

- Now, go carefully, now.

- Come on, now.

Hold on to me.

- Emily, get on with
them vegetables.

Mr. Hudson.

-[Ms. Roberts] Well, if
you want my frank opinion.

- We'll ask for it, Ms. Roberts.

- Oh, really.

- I know what you're
going to say.

- That girl's expecting,
that's what I'm going to say.

- What makes you think
that, Ms. Roberts?

- If you don't believe
me, ask Mrs. Bridges.

- She's not been able to keep
nothing down in the mornings.

Not for weeks, now.

(sighing)

There's no doubt about it.

- No wonder the poor
girl was upset.

Well, if that's the case,
she'll have to go, won't she?

- She's dead set on
getting out this afternoon.

It's my belief she's planning
to do something about it.

-[Mr. Hudson] Well that'll
make things even worse,

Mrs. Bridges.

- Poor little gal.

- I don't believe it,
you're making it up.

- Well, that's what old
Roberts said and Mrs. Bridges.

- And how should they know?

- Because she fainted.

- People don't faint

just 'cause they're going
to have a baby.

- That's all you know
'til someone teaches you.

Would you marry the
teacher, Emily?

- No and you can keep
off that sort of talk

Edward Franklin and help me.

- "Expecting, that's
what that girl is."

That was Roberts
scratching about

like an old hen in the barnyard.

"Oh, do tell me so, that
was very interesting,"

said Mr. Hudson, the
faithful family butler

from Interkocholeeky.
(laughing)

"Course she ain't been able

"to keep nothing down in
the morning for weeks, now.

"Kitchen you caught Mrs.
Bridges in her juice on bowl."

- Oh what rubbish you're
making it all up.

-[Edward] Well, that's
what they said.

- I never heard them say it.

She thinks it because she's been

carrying a heavy coal scuttle.

She's a bit frail, like me.

- Well you think what you
like my little Irish rose.

But us older household
staff know only too well

that Mary Stokes is
going out on her day off.

- That's not what you
were going to say.

Oh.

-[Edward] That's
a nice hat, Mary.

Going out for a walk?

- Where's Mr. Hudson?

- Oh, he's reading
the good book.

- And Mrs. Bridges?
- Having a lie down, why?

- Just to say I'll
be off until six.

- Oh, we'll tell 'em.

Now, you mind you
behave yourself,

and don't let him do
anything that I wouldn't do.

-[Emily] Who?

- Whoever she's gonna
go out with.

Well I mean, she's not gonna sit

all by herself in
Kensington Gardens

in that hat, are you?

- What does it matter to you?

Leave her alone.

- I'm only curious.

Interested in human nature.

- I'll be going now, then.

- I know what she's up to.

She's going to the doctor's
to find out if she's really--

- Listen Edward, will
you leave off?

Can't you think about
anything else but girls and--

- Girls and what?

- Girls having babies.

- Yes I can.
- What?

- Girls that aren't having
babies, Emily.

- Oh, that's enough.

- It's not enough, Emily, still,

it'll have to do for
this afternoon.

- Look, if you're going to
help me like Mr. Hudson says

you can bring those
dishes into the scullery.

If the dinner's not washed
up by the time Mrs. Bridges

comes down for her afternoon
tea I'll be murdered.

(laughing)

- Oh, holy mother of God.

(thwacking)
Ow.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

Tea for two, please.

Now, Mary, I've, given a
great deal of thought to this.

-[Mary] Oh, thank you, sir.

- You're sure you want
to have this child?

-[Mary] I can't see
how I can manage.

- First things first.

Is that what you want?

-[Mary] Yes, yes.

- Well, that's settled, then.

And you keep your job with
us for the time being.

-[Mary] Oh, thank you sir.

- Later on, when you give your
notice of your own accord,

we'll give you a first
class reference.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, Mary, if I'm to help you,

there's something you've
got to tell me.

-[Mary] What's that, sir?

- I want to know who
the father is.

- Oh no sir,

-[Mr. Bellamy] Mary,
unless you tell me,

I won't have any more
to do with it.

- I don't want to make
any trouble, sir.

-[Mr. Bellamy] I'm sorry,
Mary, I insist.

- It won't do no good.

- He must accept some
responsibility for the child.

-[Mary] He won't.

- We'll see.

- Honest, he won't.

- Mary, he can't
just abandon you.

The name now.

- Even if I was to tell
you, he'd never admit it,

and what's more, you
wouldn't even believe me.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Well
why shouldn't I?

- Because.

- Well?

- You being a friend
of the family, and

- You were with General
Radford at Chester Square?

Was it one of the servants?

- No, sir.

The son, sir.

- Myles Radford?

This is a very serious
accusation.

- I didn't want to
make it, did I?

I'd never of breathed a word

if you hadn't dragged
it out of me.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Do you swear
you're telling the truth?

- As I live and breathe.

He came into my room that night.

The night that I was leaving.

And he was drunk.

And, I didn't know what to do.

And he was stronger than--
- Now now.

-[Mary] Let's forget
about it can't we, sir?

- No.

The least he can do is to
face up to the consequences.

Edward.

- I might have a word
with you, sir.

- Of course, Hudson.

- In private, if
you please, sir.

- Oh, come in.
- Thank you, sir.

- Now, what's your problem.

- I'm afraid we'll have to find

another under house
parlor maid, sir.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Oh, why?

- It's come to my
attention that,

well, not to put too
fine a point in it, sir.

It seems that Mary is pregnant.

- Is she?

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

- It's common knowledge
below stairs, sir.

- Yes, quite.

- I'll see to it then,
sir, shall I?

- Yes, will you do that, Hudson?

- Very good, sir.

- Oh, although--
- Sir?

- You're quite right, of course.

On the other hand.

Does she have to leave
immediately?

- Well, if I may suggest, sir,

perhaps if I spoke to her,
and we gave her a day or two

to find some lodgings
for herself.

But, of course, if the
talk is out of hand.

- Yes, yes, let's do that.

It would save unpleasantness
for everyone

if she were to give in her
notice of her own accord.

Do you see?
- Indeed, sir.

- It's unpleasant
for you, Hudson.

- Yes, sir.

Oh, you're back, Mary.

- Oh, I'm not late
am I, Mr. Hudson?

- No, no, Mary, it's,

it's just on six, you'll have
plenty of time to change.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- But I have, I've got
something to say to you, Mary.

Let's pop in here for
a minute shall we?

Oh, oh, sit down, Mary.

How are you feeling now?

- All right, thank
you, Mr. Hudson.

- I trust you had a
pleasant afternoon off?

Did you go far?

- Oh, just for a walk
to Bathsee Park.

- Good, good.

Mary I have been obliged
to inform the master

of your unfortunate condition.

It was my duty to do that.

- Oh, I see.

-[Mr. Hudson] You realize,
of course,

that if her ladyship hadn't
been away in the country,

I would have been compelled
to pack you off at once,

without a reference.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Well, fortunately
for you Mr. Bellamy

has seen fit to be lenient.

He's decided to permit
you to remain here

and continue your service
for a wee while longer.

During which time you
must take steps

to find yourself some lodgings.

Did you understand, Mary?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- You should feel very
grateful to the master

for showing you such
consideration.

He's a very busy man with
a very high standing.

And to show such concern
for a servant

speaks a lot for his character.

I hope you'll always
remember that, Mary.

-[Mary] Yes, Mr. Hudson, I will.

- Nor is it the first time

that the master has
shown you some leniency.

Isn't that so, Mary?

- I don't understand.

- I'm referring to
last Tuesday night.

When you tried to leave
the house after 11 o'clock,

and the master stopped you.

- Oh, yes, he was very
nice about that.

- Yes.

Yes, according to Ms. Roberts
he spoke very kindly to you

in the morning room before
sending you up to bed.

- Yes, he did.

I was very grateful.

- Quite, quite.

- Will that be all
now, Mr. Hudson?

- Oh, yes, yes, that'll be
all for the time being, Mary.

- I'll go up and get
changed, then.

- And Mary see that you
don't take advantage

of the master's generous nature.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Off you go and change, now.

Good day, Mr. Radford.

- Hello, Hudson.

Where's your master?

- If you'd care to wait, sir,

I'll see if he's at home.

- It's all right, Hudson,

there's no need to be
so damned discreet.

- Oh, you are expected,
are you sir?

- Oh, there was a
message at my club

asking me to call at
6:30, so I suppose I am.

- Oh, in that case, sir, Mr.
Bellamy's in the morning room.

Will you follow me, please?

Mr. Myles Radford
to see you, sir.

- Thank you, Hudson.
- Sir.

- I'm glad you could
come, Myles.

- No inconvenience it
was on my way home.

A splendid fellow
if a little dour.

- Well, I didn't ask you here

to discuss the merits
of my servants.

- Oh.

So what are we going to discuss?

- The, condition of
one of my servants.

My under housemaid, Mary.

- What about your housemaid,
what what was her name?

- Her name, Myles, is Mary.

And it may interest you to know,

that she is expecting a baby.

- Oh, really?
- Yes.

And I would like to know what
you're going to do about it.

- Me?

- Yes, Myles, you,

because you're the father.

The girl has told me everything.

- So, you've inherited
a pregnant housemaid.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Who means
to have her baby.

- How original.

- Well, I suppose you'd
rather she had an abortion.

- I really don't see what any
of this has to do with me.

- Oh, don't you, Myles,
well I'll tell you why.

She won't be able to
work for some time.

She's going to need money and
you're going to provide it.

- Why me?

- Because you are the father.

(laughing)

- Prove it.
- She gave me her word.

- The word of a servant girl.

- Whom you raped, when
you were drunk.

- If, and I say, if I did
all this as you claim,

why are you so concerned?

You do seem to be taking
a fearful interest

in an under housemaid.

Do you have some kind
of special relationship

with her yourself,
by any chance?

- That's hardly worthy
of you, Myles.

- If it wasn't so
patently absurd,

it would be downright offensive.

-[Myles] Anyway,
the girl's lying.

- I don't think she is.

And I'd like to know

how you're going to face
your responsibilities.

- They are not my
responsibilities,

and if they were they are none

of you damned business.

- Now, Myles, if you
take that attitude,

I shall be obliged to raise
the matter with your father.

- What you tell my father

is neither here nor
there, Mr. Bellamy.

The facts are that
an under housemaid,

in whom you seem to taking

a quite extraordinary interest,

got herself pregnant around
about the time she came here.

- Before she came here.

- Give or take a day.

On the strength of which
you're making allegations

which are highly damaging,

and for which you
haven't a shred of proof.

- You know as well as I
do that you took advantage

of that wretched child.

- Child?
- Yes, child.

And if you think you can lie
your way out of this situation

you're very much mistaken.

I suggest you go now,

and think over what I
said pretty carefully.

And when you've come
to your senses,

and remembered your duties
as a gentleman,

you can come back here

and tell me what
arrangements you are prepared

to make for her maintenance.

- I refuse, absolutely,
to be made responsible

for some dirty little
slut of a housemaid

who finds herself in
fire by the footman.

Or by anybody else for that
matter, do I make myself clear?

- Get out of my house!
- Gladly.

- I shall find other
ways of making you pay

for your shameful behavior.

- What other ways?

If you're planning to
do what I think you are

I should make quite sure you
can afford the publicity.

I would really.

- Mr. Radford is leaving.
- Sir.

(dramatic orchestral music)

-[Mr. Bellamy] I felt
the least he could do

is to make provision
for the child.

We met and argued and
then I lost my temper,

and wrote to his father,
as you know.

It never occurred to me that--

- It seldom does,
it seldom does.

We should soon be
out of business

if only people would consult us

before committing themselves
to paper.

Still we've got ourselves
into a mess, haven't we?

- You don't think he's bluffing?

- I wish I did, on the contrary.

His solicitors have been
in touch with me already.

Blackmoor and Green,
fortunately.

- What's fortunate about that?

- Oh, I've had dealings
with them before.

They're gentlemanly.

- More than can be said
for their client.

-[Geoffrey] Maybe,

nonetheless they're
demanding a retraction.

- Not at any price!

- I've seen a copy
of your letter.

You'd be well advised to
contain your indignation.

At the moment they're concern

is that you should not
repeat your accusations.

But you pursue the matter
and no question

their instructions are
to make a case of it.

- But the truth.

- Oh, my dear Richard, you
can be painfully naive.

You ought to know by
now that the law

has rather less relation to
truth, whatever that me be,

than politics have to
democracy, and whatever that is.

The law of libel most
particularly.

He's the father of that child.

According to a servant girl.

- I believe she's
telling the truth.

- Even if she is,
that's no defense.

- For who?
- For you.

Juries, like judges, are
naturally conservative.

In the unlikely event

that they believe this
Miss, whatever her name is.

- Stokes.

- Stokes, who, let me remind you

in the circumstances has
everything to gain by lying.

- So has he.

- Less, apparently.

The honorable Myles Radford,
gentlemen don't lie.

- Don't they?

- My point is that
the only thing

12 good men and true are likely
to have in common these days

is a degree of respect
to their superiors.

Call it what you like.

- I take a less cynical
view of my fellow men.

- My dear boy, that's
your privilege.

But even assuming
that they accept

that what you and Mary Stokes

maintain is true, true
in substance and in fact,

can you show you published it

without malice and
in good faith,

or that it's in the
public interest

that this rather unsavory
tale be broadcast?

- I don't know.

- I doubt it.

Let me ask you something.

What is you interest
in this girl, honestly?

- I simply felt sorry for her.

I think she's been
shamefully misused.

-[Geoffrey] But there
must be dozens of people

in your constituency, say,

who are in as bad a state
or worse, shouldn't they?

- Perhaps, she happens
to be in my house.

- Precisely.

- What are you suggesting?

- I'm suggesting nothing.

But for a man in your position

to go to such uncommon lengths

to help a girl who regrettably

became pregnant within
days of entering in employ.

This sole and wretched
girl after dark

observed by your wife's maid
meeting her in tea shops.

Rushing into print with
allegations that you can't
prove,

and that young Radford
flatly denies.

A man with anything
to be ashamed of

would have acted more
circumspectly.

I believe you.

But you must understand
the construction

that's likely to be
placed on your actions,

let alone your motives
if it comes to court.

Oh what we have to do
is to try and rescue you

from the consequences of
your, to put it charitably,

social ineptitude
and legal idiocy.

- What am I to do?
- Nothing.

- What?
- Absolutely nothing.

I'll talk to the other side

and see if matters can't
be arranged decently.

Radford won't want publicity
anymore than you do.

- You said he didn't
give a damn.

- Oh, I'm talking
about the father.

The boy is of no consequence.

- Yeah.

- Well, I'll see
what can be done.

Meantime, I must ask you not
to complicate matters further.

Do nothing, say nothing,
talk to no one.

Most especially that girl.

- But I've promised I'd help.

- More fool you are.

- I just can't abandon her.

- Oh, drat the wretched girl.

Avoid her like the plague.

Anymore crass moves from you

and you're simply
feeding ammunition

to the other side, and
they've got enough already

unless I can make
them see reason

to put you in the
public pillory.

I'll let you know if
I make any headway.

- I can't help feeling
responsible.

- I can't help your feelings,

and you're not in a
position to indulge them.

You have prior responsibilities.

Your wife, your family,
your constituents,

your party even, if
it comes to that.

Think about them for a change.

Now, you go home, and if
you must put pen to paper

get on your life of Balfour.

How's that coming
along, by the way?

- Oh, it seems peculiarly
unimportant at the moment.

- Well, if this comes
out into the open,

a life of Gladstone,
might be more appropriate.

- I don't find that
particularly funny.

- It wasn't meant to be.

- Is that right what
they're saying?

- What about?

- That you're like, oh you
know, have one on the way.

- Yes.
- Oh.

I don't know.

It's a good job you haven't
got my mom to reckon with.

If it was me she'd
of half killed me.

And getting rid of it.

I mean that's a mortal sin.

- Who told you I was
gonna do that?

- Mrs. Bridges was telling
Mr. Hudson that

that's what you was
planning on doing.

- Well I was, too.

But I'm not gonna now.

- You wouldn't want that on
your conscience, now would you?

- No.

- How will you manage?

- You won't tell
anyone, will you?

-[Emily] Oh, no.

- Mr. Bellamy says
he's gonna help.

- How?

- I don't know, but
he will he said.

- What I want to know is why?

-[Edward] What are
you getting at?

- It's beyond me why the
master should concern himself

about an under housemaid

who's going to have an
illegitimate child.

Unless, of course--

- You've got a nasty
mind, you know, Roberts.

- Well, I can't help
what I saw, can I?

- What did you see?

- Never you mind.

- I wasn't asking you.

- Going's on behind
closed doors.

- Well it's a scandal a minute
in this house, isn't it?

- Facts are facts.

And the sooner she's out
of here, bag and baggage,

the better for all of us.

-[Mrs. Bridges] You speak
for yourself, Ms. Roberts.

- I'm sure I'm only thinking
of the master's good name.

- You what?

You're a rotten old cow.

- Well really, did
you hear that?

- Well, you had it, you
did have it coming to you.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Now
then, now then.

- Why aren't you giving notice

like any decent body would do?

- How would you know?

- And not take advantage
of the master being soft

and Lady Marjorie being away!

- God almighty!

- Now, now, Emily, keep out.

- She's trouble enough

without you all gone
picking on her isn't she?

- And, exactly who's
fault is that?

(shouting over each other)

- I believe you are, too.

But the rest of you
digging up dirt!

Do you don't think
I know about you!

The fickles you around to,

around Mattie 'round
the back door!

- That's regular perks.

- And you and her ladyship's
dressmaker

diddling her rut in every
time she has anything made.

- There are morals and morals.

- You don't have
to tell me that!

Oh, you're all such sticklers

for doing what's right,
aren't you?

We mustn't have the
master worried, must we?

We're all one big happy
family, aren't we?

So long as we stick to
a few rotten rules.

We can put on false
faces, and feel all smug,

and cheat and fiddle
as much as we please.

But let a girl get took
advantage of just once

we won't stop at making
her life a misery, will we?

- You dirty little trollop.

- We have to make out
that something's dirty

between her and the one man

who's lifted a finger to help.

And why!

'Cause you haven't got an ounce

of charity between
the lot of you!

That's bloody why!

- You're to come upstairs, Mary.

- Well, she found her
tongue, didn't she?

- Well, what's going to
happen, do you think?

- Oh, use your loaf, Emily.

- Well she'll be getting
her notice, of course.

- Oh, that's not right.

- Good riddance, if you ask me.

- Oh, we've had a
bellyful of your opinions.

- But Mr. Bellamy promised
he'd help her.

- How can he?

- Well, he oughtn't to of
said he would, if he can't.

- You don't understand.

He's got to think about himself.

Poor little bitch.

- She got no more than
she asked for.

- Be thankful you haven't.

- Well really?

- I can't help but
feel sorry for her.

She was banking on
him that much.

- But, he's trying to help.

- Oh, I suppose you
can say that.

- Well it's more than
the rest of us can say.

- She's in the hall sir.

-[Mr. Bellamy] Send her in.

- Better, I should do
the talking, I suggest.

- You sent for me, sir?

-[Geoffrey] It's Mary, isn't it?

- Yes, sir.

- I am Sir Geoffrey Dillon.

- Pleased to meet you, sir.

-[Geoffrey] Come in,
Mary, shut the door.

Sit down.

I'm you master's solicitor.

Do you know what a solicitor is?

- Like a lawyer.

- Good girl, good girl.

It's my job to try to help
him to get out of trouble.

Now, you don't want to make
trouble for him, do you?

- Oh no sir, never.

- I didn't think you did.

- Well the thing is,
though, I'm afraid you have.

- Oh, I didn't mean
to sir, I'm sure.

- Be fair.

- We agreed, I should
handle this.

- I was wrong.
- I urge you.

- For pity's sake.

The least I can do
is offer the girl

a firsthand explanation.

Mary, I know I promised
I could help.

I meant to, and I
thought I could.

The thing is, there are
legal difficulties

which you probably
won't understand.

Firstly, Mr. Radford
flatly denies

having had anything
to do with you.

- I could have told
you he'd say that.

I did, didn't I?

- The problem is not only does
he deny these allegations,

he's threatening to take me
into court if I repeat them.

- Oh for, for telling the truth?

Do you believe I told
you the truth?

- Yes, Mary, I do.

The thing is I can't prove it.

It's his word against yours.

- What's more to the point,
is that if we pursue it,

he'll not only take Mr.
Bellamy to court,

he'll try to make out that

your master has some sort
of interest in lying.

- I don't understand.

- Mary, the suggestion

is that you got pregnant
after you came here.

And that the reason
I tried to help

is because I am responsible.

- But, that's not true.

You don't believe that's true?

- True or false, let
it come to court,

that's what he'll say.

-[Mary] Why?

- The fact of the matter is that

he hasn't got a penny
of his own.

- But, the family.

- If it comes to the point
they'll stand by him.

You can't win and
even if you did,

some of the mud is
going to stick.

Now, do you want that to
happen to Mr. Bellamy?

- Oh, after him being
so good and kind.

That's the last thing I'd want.

-[Geoffrey] Then you'll help us?

- Yes, of course.

What you want me to do?

Just tell me.

- We want you to admit that
your allegation was false.

That you deliberately
misled Mr. Bellamy.

- But, I told you the truth.

- Which we cannot prove.

That being so, the only
thing to do is to admit

that it was all an unfortunate
mistake.

You retract, Mr. Bellamy
apologizes.

They let the matter drop.

Believe me, it's the only way.

So, if you'll just come
over to the desk

and sign this piece of paper.

- Is that what you want?

- I'm afraid there's
no alternative.

- Alright.

-[Geoffrey] There we are.

Just there.

Mary Stokes.

Thank you.

Well, that takes care of that.

- And what happens to me?

- Out of the goodness
of his heart,

Mr. Bellamy behaved,

to say the least, foolishly.

Now, what I suggest is that

you leave Lady Marjorie's
employment at once,

with a reference and
a month's wages,

to which Mr. Bellamy
is very kindly

adding 25 pounds as
an ex gratia payment

to help to tide you over
your present difficulties.

- Mary, believe me,
this is not--

- If only you knew
how I believed you.

- Now, don't be ungrateful.

- If I hadn't I'd of gotten
rid of it by now, wouldn't I?

I got used to the idea of
having to manage on me own.

I suppose I ought to
thank you for trying.

- Take the money.

- No I'll take me wages,
I've earned them,

and I'll have me references.

But you can keep that.

Along with that bit
of paper you wanted

making out as I'm a liar,
when you know I'm not.

I thought they was bad
enough downstairs but you,

you keep it.

-[Geoffrey] My dear
boy, let her go.

- She's right, you know.

I shouldn't have
raised her hopes

if I couldn't carry it through.

- It's my experience that
most of the harm in this world

is done by people trying,
quite gratuitously,

to do more good than they
can possibly achieve.

Give me an honest
villain any day.

(sighing)

- Must be a better way
of managing this.

- Well, let me know if
you discover what it is.

I've been to a good
deal of trouble

to get you out of
this situation,

which could have ruined you

financially and socially,

and put paid to any political
ambitions you may have.

That's, let's not be
under any illusions.

Anything I was able to do

was only incidentally for you.

My chief concern throughout

has been to protect
Lady Marjorie.

After all, the only thing
you and I have in common

is the Southwold's put
us where we are today.

- Thank you for reminding me.

- Not at all.
- Good day.

- My dear Richard, you're
old enough now

to be ruled by your head.

- Well, Mary, I'm sorry
it's come to this.

- Me and all.

- There's things being
said on all sides,

but the fact of the
matter is that,

here.

- What's this?

- We passed the hat 'round.

- Well, it's not a lot, but--

- Every little helps.

- You'll not think too
badly of us, Mary.

- Well, you find out who
your friends are, don't you?

-[Mrs. Bridges] Stop and
have a bit of supper.

- No, I gotta find
some lodgings.

- I've heard the Salvation's
helpful.

- Yes.

- And pop in when
you're passing.

- Yes.

- There's not a lot
we can do, but,

you know, you can have
a little chat.

Warm and a cup of
tea. (laughing)

- Thanks.

- And mind how you go.

-[Edward] Good luck, then.

- You'll let us know
how you get on, Mary?

- Oh, I'll manage.

Even if it's only to spite her.

- Supper ready, Mrs. Bridges?

- When you are, Mr. Hudson.

- Well, let's get on
with it, shall we?

- Look alive, girl!

(dramatic orchestral music)