All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S03E11 A Perfect Stranger WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

[majestic music]

- It's for my old friend,
Mrs. Beddows.

Poor old soul.

93 today.

- Ah, generous to a fault,
as usual, Mrs. Bridges.

Here, let me take it for you.

- Ooh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Well, she took me
under her wing.

She was cook to Lady Templeman.

And I was just starting out.

Her lobster pate was
the talk of Mayfair.

And, as for her gooseberry
trifle.

To end up forgotten in a
basement room in Camden Town.

There ought to be
a law against it.

- Oh, there should indeed,
Mrs. Bridges.

Is Rose taking this
on you for you?

- Yes I am, Mr. Hudson.

- Now, you've got
the address, Rose?

You mind how you go with it.

- I will, don't worry, Mrs. B.

- Ah, here you are, then, Rose.

- Thank you.

- Are you going my way, Rose?

- Well, where you going?

- I'm going to see
Daisy in hospital,

see what she looks like
with her adenoids out.

- Same as with 'em
in, I should think.

- I know, Rose, that was a joke.

- Ohh, what you taking them for?

She won't be able
to eat nothing.

- Well, what can
I take her, then?

- Nice pretty bunch of flowers,

if you wanna show her
how much you care.

- You rotten Rose.

[horse hooves clattering
and metal squealing]

-[Attendant] Fare, off it.

Hurry along now.

Carry on, please.

[bell clanging]

- Hey, mind aught!

- Sorry.

- Look what you've done!

- I am surely sorry.

- Look at it, you've ruined it.

- Did you bake it yourself?

- Clumsy!

- Yeah, you're right, I am.

That's what my mother
used to say.

- Alright for you to joke,

someone was expecting this.

- Well, it's not the
end of the world, is it?

I'll buy you a replacement.

- You can't, not one like this.

What am I gonna do?

-[Attendant] Fares, please.

- Camden town.

-[Attendant] Thank you.

Any more fares?

- The same, please, Camden Town.

-[Attendant] Thank
you very much.

- What sort was it?

- Plum, if you must know.

- I want a nice plum
cake, please.

- With almonds?

- With almonds.

- It's no use, it
won't be the same.

- What's so special about it?

- It was baked by an expert.

- Oh.

You?

- Not me, as it happens.

- Your mother.

- It was baked by
a friend of mine

to give to a friend of hers

who also happens
to be an expert.

She'll know immediately
if it's shop-bought,

and I'll be in trouble.

- Sorry, no plum.

Nice lemon sponge,
or a gingerbread?

Or some California jumbles?

- Oh yes, they're good.

- Not them, they've
got wine in 'em.

She's 93.

- Just take off the 93,
back her up a bit.

No?

- Hurry up, there's others

behind you.
- All right, we'll take

the lemon sponge, thank you.

- Ten pence eighty, please.

- Ah, thank you very much.

Here.
- Thank you.

Best I could do.

- Thank you.

- Right, well-
- Your change, sir?

Oh, thank you.

That's done, how about
having some tea with me?

- What?

I've got to go deliver this.

- Well, have some tea first.

Oh, come on.

- Here!

- Yeah, come on, have some tea.

- Well.

- Here we are.

- But, I don't know who you are.

- Oh, Wilmot.

Gregory Wilmot's my name.

What's yours?

- Rose

Buck.

- Nice bumping into
you, Miss Buck.

[humming]

♪ By the sea, by the sea

- Shouldn't Rose or someone
be doing that?

- I enjoy arranging flowers.

- Who sent them, anyway?

- Nobody sent them.

I bought them.

- What, all of them?

Rather extravagant, woman.

- It is spring, in case
you hadn't noticed.

- Yes, I had noticed,
but there's no need

to keep proving it quite
so relentlessly.

- This is a pointless
conversation.

-[James Bellamy] Agreed.

- Are you coming to change?

- My father owned this farm,

quite small, in Yorkshire.

He went through hard
times with it.

Did you know in the
last 25 years

to the turn of the century,

1/3 of the laboring
population left the land?

- No.

- That's right.

But, my father, he kept
faith with his men.

You see, he believed in the
labor movement, like I do, and

well, things improve slow.

- Have another scone.

- Yes, I will.

- Go on, only be wasted.
- Very good.

Tea?

- Thank you very much.

- Why did you go to Australia?

- Dad's idea, land
of opportunity.

But, he'd never come
out and join me there.

- So you've come
home to see him.

- No, no, he died a couple
of months back.

Just fell down his own
fields, just like that.

Right, it's the way he wanted.

I've just come back to
settle up his affairs.

I go back in a fortnight.

Right, now, you tell me
about yourself, your family.

- Nothing to tell.

My father was lodge keeper
to the Earl of South Boll,

that's where I was
brought up, on the estate.

And now I work for his grandson,

Captain James Bellamy
at Eaton Place.

- Oh yes?

In what capacity?

- Pardon?

-[Gregory] What do you do?

- Head house parlor maid.

No point in pretending
different.

- There's no reason
why you should.

It's a very respectable job.

- Respectable, that's
just about all it is.

- And, worthwhile too,
if you're good at it.

And, I bet you are.

- Yeah, well, you'd have to ask

other people that, wouldn't you?

Yeah, I've got to go.

Deliver the cake.

- Oh yeah.

Would you like me
to come with you,

to explain the accident?
- Oh, no, no.

I'm better on me own, really.

- Yeah.

Right.

Well, I'll see you
tomorrow, won't I?

- Australia, Rose?

What a strange question.

What prompts it?

- Nothing, I heard an
Australian talking on the tram

and you're always saying,

"I wish you'd be curious
and interested in things,"

and I don't know anything
about it, that's all.

- Australia is a large,
uncomfortable place

with a hot and dusty climate,

full of convicts and swindlers
and bad living conditions.

And, certainly no place
for a young woman

if you're thinking
of emigrating.

- A sheep station, 8,000 head,

about a hundred miles
west of Melbourne.

- In the bush?

- No, it's not too isolated.

There's a town quite near,

well, we make our own company
living on the property.

That's my brother,
Tim, and three

of the jackaroos
that help us out.

- I've got a brother called Tim.

He went to Canada
to do forestry.

- Well now, isn't that amazing?

That is a coincidence.

That must be fate, mustn't it?

- That's you.

- Yeah.

You know, I...

I think you'd go
for it out there.

The sheer size and beauty
of the place.

The colors.

Delicate, soft and faded.

Have you ever wanted to travel?

- Not a question of
want, then, is it?

Us maids don't get the chance.

- You cold?

No coldness and damp out there.

- Rose?

I've just had a letter from
my old friend, Mrs. Beddows.

She thanks me very kindly
for the lemon sponge.

Says, why could I not
have baked one myself.

Well, what on earth does
she mean by that?

- Oh, I don't know,
Mrs. Bridges.

She's probably got muddled
in the head.

They do, don't they
when they're 93?

- Ooh, rest of the letter's
sharp enough.

Very sharp indeed.

Still, I think you're right.

You coming with us to
Richmond Park tomorrow?

- Richmond Park, Mrs. Bridges?

- To see the deer.

They're going out upstairs,
for the day.

So, we thought we'd
take a picnic.

- No, I can't, not tomorrow.

- Oh.

- Well, I got to
see some friends.

Some friends of my
brothers over from Canada.

Married couple, got
to look after them.

- Well, bring them
to Richmond Park.

Make a lovely outing for them.

- Yes, that is a good idea.

Only, they wanna see
the Tower of London.

[live music]

Just do your own doing.

Miss Lizzie taught me once.

- I'm too clumsy, Rose.

- Look, if we don't take
what we get thrown out.

You really are.

- Let's go sit down.

- I've never been to a
place like this before.

- Makes two of us.

- I don't think it's
quite respecting.

- Yeah, I think you're right.

[clapping]

Tea looks good.

- Not as good as Eaton Place.

- Eaton Place, Eaton Place.

Make it sound like
Buckingham Palace.

- Oh, I don't suppose
it's much different.

Mr. Hudson wouldn't
think so, anyhow.

- You and Mr. Hudson,
he sounds a bit of a...

Bit of a wowzer to me.

- Wowzer?

- It's an Australia
word for Puritan.

Kill joy.

Non-drinker.

- Oh no, he isn't,
that's not fair.

He has to be a bit strict but
he's got a sense of humor.

And, he has a drink sometimes.

A bet you have a
drink sometimes.

- Well, don't know.

After a hard day's work,
I do like a few beers.

But, I don't drink
to excess, Rose.

Not like some of them.

- I don't mind a man who drinks

in moderation.

- You know, it's funny.

This time in 10 days,
all this, be a moment.

- 10 days.

- I'll be sailing out of
Tilbury to the open sea.

- Won't see you again.

-[Gregory] Why not come with me?

- Oh, yes.

- I'm serious, Rose.

Where is your spirit
of adventure?

- I get quite a lot of
adventure in my life,

you'd be surprised.

- Mr. Hudson, Mrs.
Bridges, what's his name?

- Edward.

And, they're not all
stick in the muds

like you seem to think.

- I never said they were, Rose.

I wouldn't judge anybody
before I met 'em.

Let's go meet 'em now.

-[Rose] What?

- I wanna see this famous
house of yours.

- We can't.

We can't, we've already
started our tea.

- What's the matter?

You ashamed of me?

Everybody's gone.

- Just remembered.

They've all gone on an
outing to Richmond Park.

Ruby?

Ruby?

Ruby, wake up, girl.

What you doing here?

- Mrs. Bridges said I was to
stop in and mind the place

whilst them arrive.
- Yes, well.

You don't to mind the
place now, I'm back.

Go on, you go out for a walk.

- Yes, Rose.
- Don't walk well.

This gentlemen has just
come to see Mr. Hudson.

- But, Mr. Hudson's gone
out with Mrs. Bridges.

- Now, aren't you
going out, too.

For a nice walk down the road.

- Bye Ruby.

- She's a kitchen maid.

Bit simple.

Would you like a cup of tea?

- No, no.

Can I sit down?

- Yes, of course.

- Aren't you gonna?

- Somebody might come in.

- Thought they were all
conveniently in Richmond Park.

- Conveniently?

- You don't want me to
meet them, do you?

Your family?

- I don't care if you meet them.

Your idea coming back here.

I wanted to stay at
the Te Danzante.

I was really enjoying it.

- Aren't you enjoying it now?

Alone with me?

Now, this...

This could almost be my house.

Not much difference.

Except you get more
sunlight through the window.

And, I made my own furniture.

I meant it, Rose, when
I said come with me.

How bout it?

- Ridiculous.

- I don't see why.

I'm not such a bad fellow.

35 years old and doing
quite well for myself.

I'll look after you.

- Don't be daft.

It's not that I'm worried about.

- What then?

- Why me?

Why pick on me when you
could do so much better?

- Better?

I don't think I could.

- I'm a house parlor maid.

- Just about the best
qualifications I could think of
for...

For a wife.

- Wife?

- We don't have to get
married right away, you...

You could just come out there.

Look around before you
make up your mind.

I'll pay your fare back
if you don't like it.

I'll by you a return bow ticket.

What do you say?

- Oh.

- You're not frightened
of me, are you?

- Well, 'course I'm not.

Why should I be?

- Well, there's no reason to
be because I wouldn't do...

I wouldn't do anything
to upset you

against your will.

Not until after we're
married anyway.

- You would before?

- You know what I mean.

- Don't know what Mr.
Hudson would say.

- Oh, the heck with Mr. Hudson.

I'm sorry, Rose, but you

can make up your own
mind, can't ya?

- Look, you don't know
what you're doing to me.

I've never been like
this before.

Not with anyone.

Please.

Don't make fun of me.

- I wouldn't do that, Rose.

I swear it.

I've never been more
serious in my life.

Do you think I'd take the
chance of making you unhappy?

Do you think I'd lumber
myself with an English girl

out there in the wilds?

No, no, see it's not wild but...

But, do you think I would?

Unless I was absolutely certain
we could make a go of it.

Now, I was certain the moment
I saw you on that tram.

- Oh, I can't help thinking
you want a housekeeper,

not a wife.

Someone to cook, sew
and scrub the floors

for you and your friends.

"Pick up some house
maid," they probably said.

- How can you think that?

Rose, look at me.

How can you think that?

- 'Cause you haven't
mentioned the word 'love' yet.

This may sound stupid but

I always thought that if
this ever happened to me

and I never thought it would,

I'd hear the word 'love'.

-[Gregory] But, of
course I love ya.

Wouldn't be asking
you if I didn't.

- Alright to say it now.

- I love you.

I do love you.

Really.

And, I've never said that to
anybody before in my life.

Well, is that better?

Oh, I can't dress things
up in fancy words.

- You use fancy words when
you talk about Australia.

When you talk about Australia,
you sound like a poet.

- Yeah, well, that's different.

It can't answer back.

But, now I've done my
bit, now it's your turn.

You say that word to
me if you feel you can.

Because nobody's ever said
it to me before either.

- I'm very fond of you, Gregory.

- You don't love me?

- I don't really know you.

- You always have to make things

so difficult for yourselves,
you women.

I mean, all I see is
you and me and fate

bringing us together
on some London tram.

And, both of us knowing
really right away.

So simple.

- Simple.

What's simple about it?

I've only known you four days

and you're asking me
to uproot myself.

Leave the life I know,
all my friends.

To travel thousands of miles
away to a foreign country

full of convicts
and swindlers and

unpaired living and-

- Now, don't rush.

Take your time.

But, I'll still have
to know soon

if I'm gonna get your
passage booked.

Alright?

- A man in here yesterday
while we was out?

- Yes, said he wanted
to see Mr. Hudson.

- Did he leave his name
or state his business?

- No, said he'd call back.

Said it wasn't important.

- That's not what Ruby told me.

- Yes, well, it's none
of our business, is it?

I've told you all I know.

- I don't think you have, Rose.

- Alright, he was
a friend of mine.

- A friend of yours?

And, you told me you was
going to the Tower of London

with a married couple,
friends of your brothers.

Now, that's not very
truthful, Rose.

- Just a casual acquaintance.

Nothing wrong, is there?

- An acquaintance?

Who you brought back
here when the rest

of the house was deserted?

While you knew it
would be deserted.

You know my opinion
of that, Rose.

- If it had been an old friend,

it would've been a different
matter but

just casual acquaintance.

- Since you're all being
so flaming nosey,

he wasn't just a casual
acquaintance, he's...

- What, Rose?

- He's my fiance,
if you must know.

- You're what?

- My fiance, Mr. Hudson.

- Come off it, Rose.

Pull the other one.

Are you engaged to be married?

- What's wrong, I've as
much right as anyone.

- Well, why didn't
you tell us, Rose?

- Well, I was going to but he
only asked me yesterday and

I haven't quite made up me mind.

I'm still thinking it over.

I was waiting til
it was official.

Well, don't say you're
all pleased for me.

- Well, naturally, we're
pleased, Rose.

Congratulations.

But, you can't expect
us to be overjoyed

'til we know a wee
bit more about him.

- Well, quite right, Mr. Hudson.

Well, who is he, Rose, and why
have you kept him so quiet?

- His name's Gregory Wilmot.

He's 35 years old.

And, he's a sheep farmer.

- A sheep farmer, well,
that's a respectable

enough occupation.

Where abouts does he farm, Rose?

- Australia.

[gasps]

- You're never telling
us you're gonna

live in Australia, Rose.

- Don't know, I haven't
made up me mind up yet

like I told you.

- That's why she was asking me

about Australia the other day.

How long have you
known him, Rose,

and where did you meet him?

- I've known him quite awhile.

And, I met him out.

-[Mr. Hudson] Out? Where?

- Did he pick ya up, Rose?

- No, he didn't, he fell
on me, if you must know.

- He fell on you, Rose?

- In a tram, got pushed
against me.

- And, you just got
talking, just like that?

- He apologized like
a proper gentlemen.

That's how we got talking.

Look, if you met him, you
wouldn't be so suspicious.

- We'd like to meet him, Rose.

We'd like to meet him very much.

- Yes, you bring
him to tea, Rose.

- Yeah, let's have a
look at him, Rose.

After all, Ruby's only
had the honor so far.

- He's not a performance seal.

- No, he's a performing kangaroo
if he comes from Australia.

- Edward, that is
not very funny.

-[Edward] No, Mr. Hudson.

- Bring him to tea
tomorrow, Rose.

-[Gregory] Pleased to
meet you, Mr. Hudson.

- Mrs. Bridges.
- Mrs. Bridges.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Edward.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

- Ruby.

- Oh, yes, I have met Ruby.

- Gregory Wilmot.

- Well, it's a great
pleasure to meet you all.

Mind you, I feel I know
you already from

what Rose has told me.

- We've heard something
about you, too, Mr. Wilmot.

Won't you take a seat?

- I will, thank you.

Oh, here's a small
present for you.

Don't you drink whiskey?

-[Rose] Yes, of course
we do, Gregory.

Thank you.

It was useful.

- Thank you.

- Oh no, don't you
sit there, Gregory.

You sit in the middle
between me and Rose.

You don't mind if I
call you Gregory?

- No.

- Thank you.

Ruby, fetch the pot.

- Please.

- Rose says you're a
sheep farmer in Australia.

- Yeah, yeah, that's right.

- Very interesting work
I should imagine.

What do you do exactly?

- Well, we buy the sheep
up in Queensland

because it's cheaper than...

We bring 'em down to the
station, we sheer 'em,

fatten 'em up, sell 'em.

They should end up in your
kitchen, Mrs. Bridges.

- Ooh, yes, we had some
Australian lamb last week.

Very tender, it was, too.

- Is it a large concern,
Mr. Wilmot?

- Oh, yes, Gregory's
got 8,000 head of sheep.

- It's growing fast.

By the end of the year, I
have to have another thousand.

- I believe it's hard to
find satisfactory labor.

- Yeah, I've heard they're
all convicts

and 'take it or leave' men.

- Well, they're not,
they're called jackaroos

and he's got three of them.

And, he's got a brother
called Tim, Mr. Hudson.

Isn't that an amazing
coincidence?

- Amazing.

- It's a great exaggeration,
all this about convicts.

I mean, I've got as
loyal a bunch of fellows

working for me as you
could ever hope for.

- If Rose did come out
with you, Gregory,

she would live in
a proper house?

- It certainly wouldn't be
a basement, Mrs. Bridges.

- No, it's like this room
here only the sun comes in

and Gregory makes his
own furniture, don't you?

- That's right.

- Is there a church nearby?

- Church?

- A Protestant Church.

Rose attends church regularly.

It's an important part
of her life as,

no doubt, she's told you.

- Yes, well, there's a
church in the town, I think.

Yes, I'm sure there is.

There's no need to worry
about Rose, Mr. Hudson.

If she does decide
to come out there,

the greatest difference
she'll find is

there's no class consciousness.

She'll be treated like
an equal, at last.

- An equal to what, may I ask?

- Do you take milk
and sugar, Gregory?

- Yes, both, thank you.

She won't be a house
parlor maid at

everybody's beck and
call all the time.

- Oh, but, that's what
she's used to.

That's the only thing
she knows how to do.

- I don't believe that,
Mrs. Bridges.

- But, won't she be at
your beck and call?

As your wife, I mean.

- She'll be free, that's
what I mean.

Free woman.

- Oh, geez, she's free now.

Oh, free is as good for her.

- I mean no disrespect
to you, Mrs, Bridges

or to you, Mr. Hudson,

but it's a system
you live under.

Oh, the whole out-molded class
structure of this country.

- You're a socialist, then?

- I am.

- Only in Australia
'cause labor's in power.

Isn't it?

- It is, I'm pleased to say.

- He wouldn't vote
labor in England.

- Oh, yes, I would.

- Being out of this country
for so long, Mr.Wilmot,

I don't think you quite
realize what's happening here.

If the working classes
are allowed to organize

themselves into powerful
trade unions,

they begin to disrupt
the nation with strikes.

Why in this past year-

- The only want better
living conditions, man.

A decent wage for their
wives and families.

You're a working man.

You may be comfortable
enough here in Eaton Place

but you've just gotta think
of your fellow workers

outside in the cold.

- Well.

I don't think we should
talk about politics anymore.

We all have a nice piece
of chocolate cake, Edward.

- I think you've got a
point there, Mr. Wilmot.

You know, I've never
seen it that way before.

- Naturally, everyone's entitled
to his own view, Edward.

When are you returning
to Australia, Mr. Wilmot?

- Friday.

- Not this very next Friday?
- Thank you.

-[Edward] Are you going
with him, Rose?

- She'll make me the happiest
man in the world if she did.

-[Edward] Well, go on.

I mean, I'd go if I were you.

-[Mr. Hudson] Take great
care before you answer, Rose.

It's a decision that will
affect your whole life.

-[Mrs. Bridges] We'd
all miss you.

You know that, Rose.

But, if you really feel-

-[Mr. Hudson] There's just a
small matter of your status.

You would not be married
out there, I take it.

-[Gregory] No.

The idea is Rose should
come out there

and see if she likes it.

I am buying her a
return bow ticket.

-[Edward] I'll have it
if you don't want it.

-[Mr. Hudson] Quiet, Edward.

- I'm going.

- I didn't mean to force
you to decide in public.

- It's alright, Gregory,
I've made me mind up.

I'm going with ya.

-[Edward] Good for you, Rose.

Good luck to you.

- It so happens, I have
in my pocket some...

Something to seal
the bargain with.

- Oh, Gregory.

Oh.

Oh, oh, Gregory.

Oh.

Look.

Ruby.

Edward, Mrs. Bridges.

- I never thought,
I never thought.

- Neither did I, to
tell the truth.

- Shall...

Shall we, uh...

Open the whiskey and celebrate?

- It's a wee bit early
for whiskey,

Mr. Wilmot.
- Oh, just this once,

Mr. Hudson, for Rosie's sake.

- Well, just a suggestion
for me.

And, for you, Edward.

- Lovely.
- None at all for you, Ruby.

- Well, whiskey and
chocolate cake,

does that go well together?

- Oh, and very excellent
chocolate cake, too, Mrs.
Bridges.

Almost as good as
your plum cake.

- Oh, what do you know
of my plum cake.

- I was telling Gregory
all about your plum cake.

- After I sat on it.

- Sat on it?

- Hasn't Rose told
you of how we met?

It's a very funny story.

- Well, you fell on her.

We heard it, in a tram.

- That's right and squashed
the cake flat.

I hope your old friend
didn't mind

the replacement too
much, Mrs. Bridges.

- My old friend?

Do you mean Mrs. Beddows?

- But, that was only
last Saturday, Rose.

You mean, you've only known
Mr. Wilmot for six days?

- Oh, Mr. Hudson,
I clean forgot,

I promised to take Gregory
up to meet Mrs. Bellamy.

But, we won't be more
than a minute, you'll see.

- It's beautiful, Rose.

It's quite beautiful.

Oh, I am so pleased
for you both.

It's marvelous news.

- Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy.

- I can't imagine this
house without you.

I suppose I must formally
accept your notice, mustn't I?

- Oh, I'm sorry, Madame,
I ought to have mentioned.

- It's alright.

You do have a lot
to think about.

Now, if there's any
help you need.

Over packing or anything, you
will let me know, won't you?

- Thank you, Madame.

- Thank you.

- How long does it take
to get there now?

-[Mr. Wilmot] 50 days
out of Tilbury.

-[Mrs. Bellamy] Cape
of Good Hope.

-[Mr. Wilmot] That's right,
Las Palais, Cape Town.

Adelaide.

Melbourne.

- I do envy you.

I love traveling by sea.

- Have you ever been to
Australia, Mrs. Bellamy?

- No, my husband has
promised to take me.

- Well, you should come
and visit us when you do.

- I will most definitely.

Thank you.

- Goodbye, Mrs. Bellamy.

- Goodbye.

You couldn't have made a
better choice than Rose.

- I know that.

- Hello.

Who's this.

- This is Mr. Wilmot.

- Rose, Rose, I want
strong black coffee.

- Mr. Wilmot is Rose's fiance.

- Rose's, Rose's fiance?

- May I introduce my husband.

- Captain James Bellamy.

- How do you do?

I thought you must be
a friend of my wife's.

- No.

Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy.

- Goodbye.

- I'll show you back
to your hotel.

- Rose.

What about my coffee?

- You'll just have
to ring for Edward.

Won't you?

- Well, we survived it.

Mrs. Bellamy approved.

As for you and Mr. Hudson.

- Yeah.

Well, he...

He is a bit of a wares
though, isn't he?

- That's just cause you
bring out the worst in him.

- I want you to meet a
couple of my friends.

- Oh, I'd like to.

- Schoolmaster from
Potter's Bar.

It's alright.

Married my first true love.

No hard feelings,
they're my oldest friend.

I'd like you to meet Dorothy.

Can you bear it?

- Of course I can bear it.

- Then a celebration,

day before we sail.

- Lovely.

- Well, he was very nicely
dressed, Mr. Hudson.

And, I should think he's
doing very well for himself.

Judging by the whiskey.

- The whiskey is neither
here not there, Mrs. Bridges.

My point is that
Rose is in danger

of making a very grave mistake.

- You only say that
because he stood up to you

and said what he believed in.

- Oh, that's nonsense, Rose.

I'd never judge a man
by the beliefs he held.

Let me simply make
this observation.

With the greatest respect
to Rose, here.

If he is bonafide and
comfortably off,

why should he pick on Rose.

We know Rose's qualities
but a young man like that,

well, surely has the pick
of a more middle class

type of girl.

- Well, maybe he feels a more
middle type class of girl

wouldn't fancy life
on a sheep farm.

- That is exactly my
point, Mrs. Bridges.

Because life on a sheep
farm in Australia

is not fit for any young woman.

And, certainly not for
someone of Rosie's

sheltered experience.

She'll be worn to the bone.

Be nothing better than a skivvy.

- I'm worn to the bone here.

And, I'm not afraid
of hard work.

- No, that's true, she's never
been afraid of hard work.

- Yes, yes, well that may be.

And, anyway, it's all
secondary to my main objection.

Which is that you cannot
hope to know someone

well enough in six days.

To give your life to them.

Sheer folly, Rose.

- Look, you're not my
bleedin' father, Mr. Hudson.

This is my chance to make
something of my life.

Something other than
endless trundling

around this house 'til
I'm too old to walk.

And, you can't spoil it.

I've waited a long time
for this, Mr. Hudson.

I'd given up hoping,
if you want to know.

But, now it's happened.

I love Gregory.

He makes me feel good
and I trust him.

And, I don't want any advice
or interference from anyone,

not even you.

I'm going and I'm gonna
make a success of it.

You just watch me.

- They...

The Agnes is worth waiting.

That's our ship.

Big enough?

- Will you give that
ticket back, do you hear?

- Now, you're on the sea.

- That's what they said
about the Titanic.

- No icebergs where we're going.

- Do you think you'd survive
in Australia without me?

You wouldn't last five
minutes, my boy.

This one won't be sailing.

Wait, I'll be back
for the refund.

- Mr. Wilmot, sir,
you're in luck.

Somebody's mother doesn't
want him to leave home.

There you are, sir.

The deck bridge ships.

- You're there.

- It's not quite next to you
but it's near, no matter.

- Really, it's not far.
- Just sign here, sir.

That's it.

- Dorothy and Hamish
Mathews, my oldest friends,

meet Rose.

The future Mrs. Wilmot.

- Hello, dear.
- How do you do?

- Hello, Rose.
- How do you do?

- No, you sit over
there where we can

get a good look at you.

You won't mind us being
inquisitive but

we don't know anything
about you.

What you do or where
you come from.

Gregory wouldn't
tell us anything.

- Well, it's no secret,
is it, Rosie.

She lives in a large imposing
house in Eaton Place.

With a butler, a cook
and a footman.

A house fit for royalty.

- Royalty's been there, too.

The late King Edward
VII come to dinner.

- Oh yes.

- I say, that's impressive.

All we've ever had is a
town clerk of Hibarnics.

- What exactly is your place
in this household, dear.

- She's head house parlor maid.

- House parlor maid?

- Did you take the King's coat?

Did he speak to you?

- Well, yes, he did
as a matter of fact.

He said.

- I hadn't realized Rose
was in service, Gregory.

- No reason why you
should, Dorothy.

'Cause I didn't tell you.

Rose and I are now gonna
show you how to do the tango.

- I know how to do the
tango, thank you, Gregory.

- Not the way we do it.

- I've really no idea, did you?

- Now, don't you go and
spoil things for them.

- So, that's your childhood
sweetheart?

- You should've seen
her at sweet 16.

She's put on a bit of weight.

- You always have a soft
spot for your first love.

The one that got away.

Don't you worry about it though.

They're brother and
sister really.

- If they get on so well,
why didn't they get married?

- I came along.

No, it was never that
serious, really.

Gregory's not a serious
sort of person.

Wasn't in those days, he's
serious now, of course.

Responsibilities now.

You'll be alright.

- I just decided, we're
coming to see

them off tomorrow, Hamish.

We're gonna wave them
off in Tilbury.

Wave off the happy couple.

My big baby.

- I want you to know
how very much

we've all appreciated
your work here, Rose.

And, how very fond of
you we've all grown.

And, I'd like you to accept
this little gift of...

As a token of our affection.

- Thank you very much, sir.

- I hope you'll be very
happy in your new life.

I'm told Australia isn't
such a bad place.

At least, the weather's good.

- I just wish Mr. Bellamy
could've been here.

It's all been such a rush.

- Yes, yes, I know
he'd have very much

wanted to say goodbye,
too, himself but...

Well, I'll just have
to do it for him.

And, write letters now,
how you're getting on

in your new life, won't you.

- Goodbye, Rose.

And, good luck.

I'll miss you.

- Thank you for everything,
Madame.

- The cab's arrived.

A ticket, trunk and
suitcase up, Edward.

- Mr. Hudson, I've got
a surprise for Rose.

- Oh, nevermind that, boy,
quickly now, boy, quickly.

She's still upstairs
with Captain James...

Oh, Ruby, it's not a
funeral we're attending.

Stop that sniffling.

Oh now, calm yourself,
Mrs. Bridges.

- I never thought
I'd live to see

this day, Mr. Hudson, never.

- Now, please, please, don't
let her see you crying.

If she's dou...

Oh, there you are, Rose.

The cab's arrived.

Everything ship shape, is it?

- Yes, I folded all the
blankets, Mr. Hudson.

- Oh, that's alright, my girl.

And, Daisy's coming out
of hospital tomorrow.

She will see to them.

- Oh, don't let her do
too much too soon.

She won't be up to it.

- Oh, don't you worry
about that, Rose.

We'll look after Daisy.

Oh, before you go, I've
got something for you.

- Mr. Hudson.

- I had noticed your own one
was wearing a wee bit thin.

- Why, it's lovely.

To Rose on the occasion
of her leaving

and all good wishes
in her future life.

From Angus Hudson.

Thanks, Mr. Hudson.

I'll treasure it always and
it'll always be with me.

- Well, if it's a comfort
to you in the years

to come than it's
money well spent.

Come on now, we don't want
the boat to sail without you.

- Well, goodbye Rose.

You'll write to us, won't you?

- Of course I will and
you write to me,

give me all the news.

- Oh, we will, we will.

I'm sniffling.

Get along with you.

- What in heaven's name is that?

- Can you hear that, Mr. Hudson.

Rose, it's my goodbye
present for you.

- Your what?

- Well, it's a friend
of mine, Mr. Hudson.

Well, not really friend.

He's a street musician.

You see, I told him
what was happening

and he agreed to come and play.

- For nothing?

- Yes, well, no for a
couple of meat pies.

- Out of my pantry?

- It's a lovely idea, Edward.

Thank you very much.

Bye, Edward.

Bye, Mr. Hudson.

Bye, everybody.

- Ruby, Edward, come
on, upstairs.

Wave her off, quickly
now, come on.

[fiddle playing]

[slow music playing]

- Bye, Mr. Hudson.

-[Edward] Bye, Rose.

-[Mr. Hudson] Safe
journey, my girl.

Goodbye.
- Good luck, Rose.

-[Rose] Bye.

- Bye.

- Gale warnings in
the Bay of Biscay.

Rose won't like that.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- You're not happy at
Jardin's, are you?

- Why?

- If you wanted to
go back to India.

I've never been.

I might quite like it there.

It might be good for
us in general.

- Yes.

Well, I don't know that
I'm ready to leave England

at the moment.

- I think one of the
most unusual qualities

that girl had was her utter
devotion to her duties.

Unusual, I mean, in
young people today.

- Aye, good old sense
of mischief on occasion.

[ringing]

Good heavens, is that the time?

The new girl's coming for
her interview any minute.

- I think, I'll always
remember her teasing me.

And, her generosity
when I was broke.

And, her happy smile in
the face of adversity.

- Adversity?

There's no adversity
in this house.

- No, I mean, well,
the funny thing is

that we won't remember
anything after a bit.

I mean, we'll remember her.

Rose and the fact that
she existed but

nothing about her.

I suppose that's the way it is.

With people, I mean.

They just fade away.

- What are you talking
about, Edward?

- Is that a cab I hear?

- I'll go see, Mr. Hudson.

- Has the new girl
arrived in a cab?

- Well, I wouldn't be surprised.

I'm never surprised at anything
about young people nowadays.

Come on, Ruby, clear
this stuff away.

- Mr. Hudson, it's Rose.

- Rose?

Gracious, what can
have happened?

- Alright, Rose, alright.

- Oh, Rose.

- Here, take her bag,
I've got her hat.

- What happened, Rose,
for God's sake.

Was there a fall?

-[Mr. Hudson] Don't
crowd her, Edward.

- Where's Gregory?

- Excuse me, sir, madame.

I thought you should
know Rose has returned.

- Why, she forgotten something?

- Well, what's happened?

- Well, it's difficult to
know for certain, Madame,

but it seems the gentlemen,
her fiance,

already has a wife.

In Melbourne.

- Well, well, well.

How did she stumble on that?

- From some friends of his
who came to see them off, sir.

A school master and his
wife from Potter's Bar.

It was hard to get a clear
account of what happened

but it seems she had
rather a lucky escape.

- Yes.

How is she?

- Oh, she was overwrought
to begin with, Madame.

But, she picked up quite quickly

when she realized where she was

in her old, familiar
surroundings.

She's in her room now, Madame.

- I see.

Thank you for telling
us, Hudson.

- Madame.

Oh, and Madame, I took the
liberty of turning away

the new applicant for the
post of house parlor maid.

- Oh, yes of course.

-[Captain James] Poor, old Rose.

Trust her to get mixed
up with a scoundrel.

- Do you believe it?

[knocking]

Rose.

[knocking]

Rose, it's Mrs. Bellamy.

May I come in for a minute?

Hudson has told us
what happened.

I am very sorry.

- I'm sorry for all
the trouble caused.

I'll give you back your
trunk, Madame, of course.

- Oh, Rose.

May I sit down?

He had a wife in Melbourne.

These friends who came to
see you off told you so?

- Yes.

- But, he's separated, isn't he?

Perhaps, divorced.

Oh, she's not living
with him on the farm?

- I don't know about that.

- I know one can be wrong
about people but

he seemed so clearly
like a man who...

Who'd worked hard and built
something up for himself

and was looking for a
wife to share it with.

He found what he was
looking for in you.

- Yes, but he wasn't
honest with me, was he?

- Are you being honest with me?

- Mrs. Bellamy?
- Rose?

We are good enough
friends to be frank

with each other, aren't we?

I want to help.

- You can't help.

It's all over and done with.

The boat's gone and
he's gone for good.

- Rose.

He was free, wasn't he?

Why didn't you go with him?

- Like I said, he had a
wife, he didn't want me.

Never did want me.

Just making fun of
me, that's all.

- Don't cry, Rose.

Oh, don't cry.
- Please.

It was awful, docks,
people pushing.

I couldn't get through.

Dirty old boat.

His friends laughing.

Soon as I saw them with him,
I felt I didn't know him.

Wasn't real, I felt sick.

I had start running back here.

- Didn't he follow you
and try and stop you?

- I saw him look, reach out

but people pushed.

His friends pushed
him on the boat.

Least wise, the woman did.

She didn't want me to marry him.

I knew that first
time I met her.

Thought I wasn't good enough.

- Of course, you
are good enough.

He thought so, didn't he?

That's what's important.

What's it got to do
with anyone else?

- Mr. Hudson was right.

You can't get to know
someone that quick.

It takes a long time.

Silly, leaving all you
know, all your friends

for a perfect stranger.

-[Mrs. Bellamy] I know but
sometimes, it's important.

- It's silly.

You won't tell 'em downstairs,
will you?

Or Captain James?

- Of course I won't.

This is between you and me.

Well.

You get some rest.

You must be very tired.

- Well, were you right?

- No.

He had a wife.

- Oh, probably just as well.

Rose isn't the marrying kind.

Far happier here.

- Yes.

You're probably right.

[joyful music]