All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S03E13 The Sudden Storm WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(light, uplifting
orchestra music)

- Miss Georgina.

- Oh Rose.

-[Rose] Good morning
Miss Georgina.

- Oh I'm so sleepy.

-[Rose] Your bath's ready.

- Oh, it was a wonderful ball.

- Their majesties,
the king and queen,

accompanied by the members
of the royal family

entered the ballroom
at ten o'clock

when dancing commenced
immediately.

The king wore the uniform
of the colonel in chief

of the Scots Guard.

- Dah!

- Oh give over Edward.

The queen wore a gown of
gray and silver brocade

with a corsage of silver
embroidery and a crown of
diamonds

with the Lesser Stars of Africa.

The coeur en or,
with diamond bows

arranged as a stomacher.

- Oh quite a sparkling
eh bon pain?

- What are you doing
with them good glasses?

- Haven't you heard?

Mister Lyons, our purveyor
of fish and poultry

is honoring our humble
servants all for lunch.

- Oh and what's so
special about him?

- Shh, Mister Lyons
has got a soul,

and his heart's in
the right place

and his muscles are
as hard as iron--

- Edward!

- And take care not to
tread on his heels

cause they're jellied
and what's more,

there's a certain lady, not
a thousand miles from here,

he'd like to catch in his net.

- Edward, when I went
round at shop last week

he pinched me bottom.

- Not you Ruby, why
would Mister Lyons

want to throw himself
away on you?

Missus Bridges, he fancies her.

- Fancies Missus Bridges?

-[Edward] Yeah.

- Oh, go on.

- Ruby!

Have you done the
breakfast washing up yet?

- Yes Missus Bridges.

- Oh well get on with
laying up the luncheon

and don't talk so much.

- I wondered what she'd
been cooking when there's

no upstairs luncheon.

It's nice for us at any rate.

- Huh, not for us Ruby, my love,

we'll have yesterday's
leftovers at twelve o'clock.

(Missus Bridges humming)

- Edward, listen to this.

Some of the gowns, Miss
Georgina Worsley wore a gown

of black tulle with a
coat with gray and silver

embroidery and crystal
beads in a diamante design.

- Isn't it lovely?

- Yes, but it didn't
aught to be left

in a heap on the floor.

In Lady Marjorie's day
she'd have had it made

and been put to bed proper.

- I would have waited
up for her.

- Don't talk simple,
housemaids can't work all night

and work all day.

- Miss Georgina ought to
have gone all in white,

virgin white.

- How could she with
the court in mourning?

Royalty have got to stick
together and pay respect,

just like anyone else otherwise
they'll all be murdered.

Anyhow it's only half mourning,

not like last time
when the king died,

then they was all in
black from head to foot

for months on end,
even at Ascot.

- Why was it only half mourning?

- Well, he was only a
Serbian Archduke wasn't he?

- Here Rose.

- You put that down.

- Quadrille, Methusalem,
Strauss,

Waltz, the Cinema Star,
Gilbert, Waltz,

Destiny, Baines.

Here Rose look, B.L.
four in a row,

that's the Honorable
Billy Lynton that is.

-[Rose] Come on, we
haven't got all day.

- She'll treasure
that all her life.

The memory'll be like
a beautiful dream.

- There's too much dreaming
going on in this house

as it is, you know what I'm
talking about, don't you?

You oughta wake up
and be sensible.

- Well I can't help it
if I love him, can I?

- Lord helps them who
helps themselves.

You wanna be careful Daisy,

Mister Hudson finds out
about you and Edward,

he'll turn you both
out on the streets.

- It's not so awful is it?

We might get married.

- Servants can't get married,
not junior servants anyhow.

You'll end up in the poor
house the pair of you,

all like your ma and pa

and you'd think they'd be
example enough for you.

Come on, the top ones are
for Mrs. Bellamy's bedroom

and the bottom for
Captain James.

Separate bedrooms and them
not married two years.

There's another example for you.

- I should be out to
lunch and dinner,

I have told Hudson.

-[Hazel] Yes, I know.

Thank you Hudson.

- Madame.

- Well we seem to be an
even bigger mess than usual.

- It's a damn serious business.

These things all seem
to happen on Sundays.

-[James] Do you think
it'll lead to war now?

- It may well.

It's just the sort of
thing to spark it off.

Well we'll just have
to wait and see.

- You people in Parliament
drive me mad.

First of all you turn a blind
eye when the Belfast crowd

learn enough rifles and
ammunition to arm themselves

to the teeth, and then
when the Dublin crowd

does exactly the same
thing and the British army

shoots a few of them,
all you can say is,

"We'll have to wait and see."

It's incredible.

- I'm not exactly in
the government James.

- Yes but you could do
something about it.

- What would you do?

- Well I wouldn't use
the army for a start.

And not with a mealy-mouthed
pacifist behind them,

they might mutiny again.

And I wouldn't blame them.

No, I'd let them fight
it out and good riddance.

Perhaps use the navy to
blow Belfast and Dublin

into smithereens.

Winston Churchill can't wait
to poop off his 16 inch guns

on his dread naught.

And that would finish the
Irish problem once and for all.

-[Richard] It would finish you
if you were Prime Minister.

- Which thank god I'm not.

Ireland on the brink
of civil war.

The empire going to the dogs.

Half the country on strike.

Women throwing bombs in
Westminster Abbey.

What a country.

We really are up the spout.

Well I must sweat off
to the sweaty city.

At least if I was in Bombay,

I wouldn't have to wear
these ridiculous clothes.

- Poor old James.

- Poor old James, up the spout.

That just about sums us up.

- Not your fault my dear.

- As much as it is his.

I haven't provided him with
children for one thing.

Isn't that considered the
principle duty of a wife?

- You can't help that,
nobody can blame--

- He should never have fa-,

I should never have married him.

I'm not the right sort of
person for James, Richard.

- Is anybody?

- Yes, one of those tough,
bright, blue-blooded hunting

ladies who would have
provided him with a brace of

tough, blue-blooded
hunting children and then

amused herself with lovers.

And if James had complained
she would have told him

to stop whining and
find himself a mistress.

- Sounds an ideal marriage.

- It is what happens, isn't it?

From what I have observed
of fashionable society,

it is what happens,

very civilized.

- Marriage a la mode,
it didn't happen to me.

- Of course not.

I am glad it didn't.

- I'm afraid James'
malaise, whatever it is,

goes deeper than that.

In biblical times,

they'd have said he was
afflicted by a devil.

Well I must sweat off
to sweaty Westminster

and listen to Mister Redmond
telling Mister Carson

that he's a murderer,

and Mister Carson telling
Mister Redmond that

he's an ignorant, papist
cattle driver.

- Richard, I don't know
if James is serious

about this directorship
the Jordans have

offered him in India.

- Hard to tell in
his present mood.

- If he is, I'm not
going with him.

- No, I don't see
you as a Memsaab.

- Even if he doesn't go,
I shan't stay with him.

I wouldn't still be here
if it wasn't for you,

and Georgina.

It's getting worse all the time.

We are driving each other
nearly mad just by existing.

- Well could I?

- No, thank you.

- What shall you do, not
back to your parents?

- Out of the frying pan, no.

I shall do what,

whatever James wants, divorce,
desertion, separation.

Perhaps I could find a refuge

in my typewriting
machine somewhere.

- I just wish.

- What?

- Nothing.

Oh dear.

- Yes,

oh dear.

(group laughing)

- Have another roll
please, Mr. Lyons.

- Well I don't mind if I do.

- Mr. Hudson never touches eels.

- Oh?

- So I made him a special
veal and ham.

- Well if I may be
permitted an observation,

there's not a cook
in the kingdom

can make an eel pie like yours.

- Oh.

- No, no, no, not, not even
Missus Lewis or Missus Escofia,

both of whom I have the honor
to supply with fish and game.

- Oh now Mister Lyons
you're just saying that.

I believe you say the
same thing to every cook

in Belgravia.

But if I might be
permitted an observation.

It's the eel's what
makes the pie.

And there's no one in London
can touch you for eels.

- Well I have to admit
when it comes to eels,

and handsome women, I'm
a bit of a connoisseur.

- Dutch eels.

- Dutch eels and English women.

Though there, there my old
father wouldn't have agreed.

Now he used to say that
for firm flesh,

there was nothing
like a Thames eel.

And that's what I say
about English women.

(Missus Bridges laughing)

- Oh you are a wag Mr. Lyons.

Ruby.

Would you keep away
from that hatch,

get on with the washing up.

Edward, pudding.

- Every eel that I purvey

is picked out individual
with these two eyes.

I get a little lad to row
me out to the Dutch eel boat

set out there in the
pool of London,

full of tanks it is, and
every tank full of eels.

And here's a fact of
history for you.

There's only one boat
allowed at a time

and there's always another
waiting to take its place

up the estuary.

And that's been the case
for oh 150 years or more.

Ever since the Dutch
sailed up the Thames

and burned our English fleet.

- Well I never did.

- And quite right too,
the fewer foreigners

we have in this town the better.

- No, there's enough
troublemakers around

without adding to them.

Have you read the Times
newspaper today, Mister Hudson?

- I have perused
it briefly, yes.

-[Lyons] Well then, you
just read that, oh, there.

- Thank you Edward.

To the Editor of the
Times from the Secretary

of the Secret Commissions
and Bribery Prevention

League, Incorporated, 3
Oxford Court, Cannon Street.

Dear sir, bribery and
corruption amongst servants

and trades people are
rampant in London.

Especially in the great houses
of Belgravia and Mayfair.

- Bless my soul, I never
heard nothing like that

in all my born days, what cheek.

- Here Ruby, help me listen.

- A gift to a servant as
an inducement to show favor

to a tradesman dealing
with a master and maid

without that master's
consent is corruptly given.

- That's slander, that's
blackmail and slander.

- Oh some crank I suppose,

jealous of our privileged
position.

-[Missus Bridges] Well
I don't know so much.

It's making out that
tokens such as friends

like Mister Lyons presents
us with from time to time

is bribes.

- All that cash and booze
I get from the tradesman,

Christmas time you
could stock a pub.

- That's wrong.

- You wait til you're a
cook and I'm a butler.

- To the king and queen,
well it's treason,

it's an insult to the
Royal Coat of Arms.

- I'm surprised that the
Times printing such blethers.

- Well it shows what
evil-minded people

there is in this world.

- They put it in
the Times so that

them upstairs'll read it
and we'll get into trouble.

That's what they done it for.

- Now don't upset yourself
unduly, Missus Bridges.

How about a wee dob of
port for you Mister Lyons?

- Well now that'd be
very nice I must say.

I hope that won't be construed
as bribery and corruption.

- This way please.

-[Missus Bridges] Lunatics.

- Oh, just getting coffee
for you Missus Bridges.

- Yes I'm sure you
are, and good.

Dishes not touched yet Ruby.

- Just tidying up your
table first Missus Bridges.

- You ought to be
careful my girl,

one of these days them ears
of yours will drop off.

- A woman of some spirit
your Missus Bridges.

- Oh yes indeed Mister
Lyons, she's a fine person.

- Mister Bridges was
a very lucky man.

I take it he has, passed over.

- To my certain knowledge
Mister Lyons

there has been no
Mister Bridges.

- Oh.

- The title Missus being
the usual honorarium

enjoyed by cooks of
a certain class.

Cigar?

- Well no doubt some
lucky man has already

found favor in her eyes?

- Put it down there Edward.

- Yes Mister Hudson.

-[Mister Hudson] Thank you.

- Hey?

- That is a delicate
question Mister Lyons,

which only the lady in
question could answer.

Well, Garponteo gave the
American a good beating

the other evening.

- Ruby, I was right, Mister
Lyons has baited his hook

and he's gone fishing and
it's not for no dinner either.

- You mix the honey
and the soft soap

and the gin

in equal proportions
with the water.

- Give us a sip Rose?

- Oh get off Edward.

- Oh she's trying
to soft soap me.

- Then you scrub the ribbon
firmly with the mixture, thus.

Then you rinse the ribbon
in cold water.

Daisy.

- Ow!

- Are you listening to me?

- Yes Rose.

- Rose, I'm just slipping
out for a minute,

I'll be back after tea.

- Right you are Missus B.

- Then you fold the
ribbon in a cloth

and iron it with
a very hot iron,

swiftly so that it won't scorch.

- Ha-ha, blimey, if that
act doesn't do the trick,

nothing will.

- Edward.

- Will you clean my ribbons
for me when we're married,

eh love?

- Will you put that
girl down, Edward.

-[Edward] All right.

- Now, let me see you do it.

- Hazel, I'm afraid
I've had to telegram

Molly Chestershire and say,
I won't be able to come down

with you and James
for the party.

- Oh no.

But I'm rather dreading it.

And you were my only hope.

- Oh nonsense.

Goodwood's great fun, not
a bit stuffy like Ascot.

- I bought a new hat,
especially to dazzle you with.

- Well, you'll just have
to dazzle everyone else.

- Bonnalaw wants him to
stay with him at Wargrove,

to be closer to London.

The king and queen aren't
going to Goodwood either,

are they?

- No, things are getting
rather tricky.

- And they've moved the
fleet to Scapath Flow

after the review.

Oh really, these wretched Irish.

- Well it's not altogether
the Irish this time.

There's a flap on about
this Balkin business.

- That has nothing to
do with us, does it?

- Oh not yet it doesn't,
but Austria's ultimatum

to Serbia expired yesterday,
and she declared war today.

And Russia is Serbia's
ally, and hates Austria.

And if Russia comes in, Germany
is bound to help Austria.

And France has an alliance
with Russia,

and we have an entente
with France.

- It sounds a terrible tangle.

- That's exactly what it is.

Except the only way to untangle
it is not with gunpowder.

- Well what's the difference
between an alliance

and an entente?

- Well, one is written down
and the other's a sort of

gentleman's agreement.

- Do we always have to
behave like gentlemen?

- It might be difficult
to avoid at this time.

We've suggested a
peace conference,

but Belding won't have it.

I don't trust that damn kaiser.

The tricky devil.

- It all happened so suddenly.

I really don't believe it.

- Well all I can tell you
is that my Margot Askworth

was sitting up in a gallery
with those high toity ladies

from Alcester, whom she has
not spoken a word to in months,

telling them that we were on
the verge of a European war.

- She exaggerates everything.

- She is the prime
minister's wife.

And Edward Gray had lunch
with him today at number ten.

(door closing)

- Shall I have these taken up
to your room, Miss Georgina?

- Oh, no thank you Hudson,
just leave them there.

-[Richard] Hi Georgina.

-[Hazel] Have a tea.

- Oh lovely, I'm
dying of thirst.

Uncle Richard.

- Yes?

- The legions have asked me
to stay over the bank holiday.

Please, may I go?

- I thought that after
the servicemen's ball,

you were coming back
here for a proper rest.

- Yeah but Hazel, that's
changed now.

-[Hazel] You seem very tired.

- I'm not.

I'm absolutely boiling
with energy.

Anyway Lady L's the
beadiest chaperon there is.

They've got a maid for
me and everything.

Oh it'll be a tremendous
rest really,

please say yes Uncle Richard.

- I don't seem to have much
alternative, do I Hazel?

- I think it sounds
like an ultimatum.

- (laughing) You're a darling.

I don't think there can be a
nicer uncle in the whole world.

It's going to be such fun,
and tons and tons of dancers.

And we're going to play
charades at the trees.

Oh, and the Foxbroodens
are having a masked ball.

I've bought the most splendid
mask, I must show you.

- Sounds like a tremendous rest.

(Richard laughing)

-[Georgina] Guess what?

-[Both] Judy.

- Yes, because Billy
Lynton is going as Punch.

- There won't be anyone
here over the weekend.

- Oh, that's nice
for the servants.

Well they can all
go on holiday too.

- Yes they could.

Oh that would be all right,
wouldn't it, Richard?

- Well, Marjorie used to,

well they can certainly
have the day off.

The police at Gerald
Row are very good at

keeping an eye on the house.

- Fourteen, fourteen and
seven pence, three farthings

in the father's box,
Mister Hudson.

- Thank you Rose,
a handsome sum.

Most of it the result
of Edward's

unfortunate lapses
into blasphemy.

Now, his misdemeanors
will be of benefit to all,

which is as it should be.

I suggest that as usual,
the money should

pay for the projects of
the freshmen to the outing.

And Missus Bellamy having
generously agreed to pay

the fares for the whole
weekend, and a little extra.

All right then.

Rose, you be treasurer,
as always if you please.

- And where are we
going to, Mister Hudson?

- Ah, that is for us all
to decide, Missus Bridges.

- Well, we went to Clarktown
last time, remember.

Remember they had a nice band.

- Oh yes, remember that
salubrious east wind, Rose?

They caught you--

- Edward, that's enough.

Now then, any suggestions
from the

junior members of the staff?

- Brookings is lovely.

- We haven't got a week off.

- Well, my mom once took
us over to Herne Bay.

It was ever so nice, and
we went from Channel Cross

on an excursion.

- Herne Bay, oh in Kent.

-[Daisy] That's right,
it was ever so nice,

they had a pier.

- Well that's a funny
thing, I was going,

Mister Lyons is going
to Herne Bay to

a club outing or something.

- Well if it's good enough
for Mister Lyons' club outing

I believe it will be
good enough for us.

Let's have a wee show
of hands on it.

Who's for Herne Bay?

Well, that's decided
then, Herne Bay it is.

- I still say Clarktown.

- Well why don't you
go there then,

and be the lonely
rose of Clarktown.

(Daisy coughing)

-[Hudson] Come in.

- Might have a word
with you, Mister Hudson.

- By all means Missus
Bridges, come right in.

Let's sit you down.

How bout a little Brandy?

- Well, I won't say no.

(both laughing)

- In anticipation of
our holiday so to speak.

Here we are then.

Here we are.

- Thank you.

- Your very good health,
Missus Bridges.

- And yours, Mister Hudson.

Mister Hudson, I've been
seeing Mister Lyons.

- Ah.

- There are indications
that he's serious.

Stirrings in the wind,
you might say.

- I see.

Well such as?

- Well, I've been to
tea there twice now,

and the last time his only
living relative, his sister,

come up from Wanstead special.

- Hm.

One swallow doesn't make a
sour you know, Missus Bridges.

- Well then there's his manner,

his general behavior
you might say.

I've been very perturbed.

- I would have thought it was
more a time for rejoicing.

- On account of you, Angus.

I mean, when I had
my bad trouble and

you were so very kind and

so very, very gallant,

we did sort of promise
each other that we would

reserve ourselves
for each other,

until such time as we
should retire from service.

- Reservations can
always be canceled, Kate.

Don't worry your
head about that.

I cannot deny it, I
shall miss you very much.

We shall all miss you.

But nothing must be allowed
to stand in the way of

your future happiness
and security.

- Thank you for those words.

You're a good and generous man.

- Well, now we really have got
something to celebrate, eh?

- I feel like a rat
deserting a sinking ship.

- I don't fully take the
point of your metaphor.

- This household, I mean
it's not that she is sinking

but it's very rocky.

All them aggravations and
scratchings up there and

in all them Indian
catalogs and that.

- Oh I think the state
of affairs upstairs

however difficult they
may appear to us,

should in no way influence
your decision.

- Do you think I ought
to tell them?

- No, no not yet.

While I'm in no way implying
that I doubt Mister Lyons

good intentions, I should
nevertheless counsel you to wait

for a wee bit, until his
proposal takes a more

solid form.

- Yes,

thank you, Angus.

- What?

- What does it look?

It's by Parlay from
a drawing by Baxt.

He designs all the clothes
for the Russian ballet.

- Very nice, I'm sure.

- Well don't you approve, Rose?

It's too daring.

- Oh, I've seen more daring
than that in this very room.

I remember when Miss Elizabeth
put on a Moorish kaftan,

with no corsets underneath.

That was years ago, you
should've seen her mother's
face.

- Funny, everyone talks
about Elizabeth

as if she still lived here.

I mean downstairs you
still call this

Miss Elizabeth's
room, don't you?

- Well yes, I suppose we do.

Just habit.

- I feel I know her quite well.

Even thought I've never met her.

- Well she'll probably
be over from New York

one of these days,

with husband and children.

- Was she like me, Rose?

- No, not really.

She was very pretty.

- Prettier than me?

- (laughing) Different.

She found life difficult.

- Difficult?

- Yes, Miss Elizabeth didn't
like things as they were.

She always wanted to
change everything.

It was as if she had to make
a fight out of everything.

She wouldn't go to
balls and parties,

or be taken out by
nice young men.

- Hm yes, she was
quite different.

Oh I love every second
of life, more and more.

I just wish this summer
would go on and on

forever and ever.

- I don't know what you
do with your shoebags,

Miss Georgina.

-[Georgina] I'm sorry Rose,
they all just seem to get lost.

- Well, I'll just have
to run up some more.

Germany declares war on Russia.

Running on hopes.

I don't know what they're
gonna say about

shoes wrapped in newspaper.

- I'll explain Rose, I'll
say, we're mouse poor

and can't afford anything but.

- Whoo, that heat,

it's scorching out there
in that kitchen.

- Why don't you have some
nice barley root tea--

- It was sweltering
hot at the Argo,

but it didn't stop Jack Hobbs
scoring another century.

Oh and the way he
square a Carson,

forearms are tempered
steel, the eye of an eagle.

- No doubt the results
of squelching

half the class in French, where
they're mobilizing for war.

- Well Hudson as long
as we don't get into it.

- It's nothing to do with
us what goes on in France,

Germany, and Russia.

- It's got everything
to do with us, Rose.

- Well I don't see what it's
got to do with any of it,

Mister Hudson.

To hell with Serbia.

- Well, if you ask me,

that kaiser warrants
teaching a lesson.

He's been puffing his snoot
at us for far too long now.

- Well, I don't see why we
should get involved in a

bloody war just to
settle old scores

between France and Germany.

- It is our duty Rose,

we are the only people
that can beat Germany.

And we don't win, the word
honor should forever be

expunged from the
English language.

- Just because your great
great uncle fought with

the Irelanders at Bortelu.

- We are not fit, we need a
bit of the old discipline.

All this trouble in Ireland,
and in, in an industry.

The other day someone
even threatened the king.

- Dear.

- You know the lower
classes are far too

flabby and pampered.

A wee bit of bloodletting
will do this country

a pile of good.

- If that there kaiser has the
impudence to come over here,

I'll give him what for.

- (laughing) That's right,
Missus Bridges.

- Oh I will, I'll
tell you, I will.

I'll, oh I'll pull every
feather out of his helmet.

(Edward laughing)

- We've been throwing
away all our money,

and now Rose look what I got.

- Oh.

- And look what I got.

- Hey now, you'll get arrested
for indecent exposure.

(laughing)

- War latest, invasion
of France,

Germany marches.

War latest.

Invasion of France,
Germany marches.

War latest, invasion of
France, Germany marches.

(waves crashing)

(Hudson laughing)

War latest, invasion of
France, Germany marches.

(group laughing)

(group talking muffled
by water splashing)

- Come on in, Missus Bridges,

-[Both] It's lovely.

- Whoa-oh!

- (laughing) Missus Bridges.

- I'm terrible, I'm
going to drown.

-[Rose] Here you are, here
Missus Bridges, there.

- Just waiting for you
to fall again (laughing).

-[Paperboy] War latest,
invasion in France,

Germany marches.

- Here, my boy.

Let me have one.

Thank you.

-[Paperboy] Germany marches.

- I love you, Daisy.

Honest.

- I know you do, Ed.

-[Paperboy] War latest.

- I love you too, but
what's the use,

Rose says that if Mister
Hudson finds out--

- Rose isn't marrying
you, is she?

- I'll be a butler one day and,

well there are lots of
places in the country

that take married couples,
good wages too.

- And then there's this war.

- Ah, it's just the
newspapers exaggerating.

It won't effect us.

And if we do have to go in,

it's only a job for
the army and navy.

- I don't know so much.

Mister Hudson, you
know, you'd think he was

the whole British army,
the way he goes on.

He'll make you join up,
'cause he's too old.

- You see if he will.

Now come on, cheer up,
we're on holiday.

- Yeah.

-[Rose] Shall I get the pie?

-[Missus Bridges] Yes, you
get the pie here (muffled).

- Edward, Daisy.

- Come on.

You all right?

(couple laughing)

-[Missus Bridges] Oh
here they come, at last.

- You two come in (voice
muffled by rocks scraping).

- Aye, just like Bridlington.

- She had better things to do.

- Now you two drink up
your soup while it's hot.

Otherwise you'll catch
your death of cold.

- 100,000 Germans march
in Luxenburg.

- Oh Mister Hudson,

now stop your warmongering
for a minute.

Have a piece of my
nice chicken pie.

- Oh, thank you Missus
Bridges, thank you.

You've excelled yourself,
Missus Bridges, excellent.

(Edward laughing)

(woman laughing)

- Georgina.

Georgina.

Georgina?

(Georgina breathing heavily)

Georgina.

Georgina.

Georgina.

(Georgina laughing)

Georgina.

Georgina.

- Oh, I am your slave tonight.

- Listen, Georgina.

- You're all huffing
puffing, puffing Billy.

- Georgina, I'd love to talk
to you, but I mean properly.

David's just telephoned.

They've canceled Carols.

- Oh no, but I've never been
to Carols, goodness how sad.

- It means things are
pretty serious.

- Why is everyone fussing
about this silly old war.

Well it's just something
happening abroad.

It's like the famine in India,
or the earthquake in Turkey.

It has nothing to do with us.

- David says we'll
be in by tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?

Did he really say tomorrow?

-[Billy] I mean it's
pretty exciting really.

- Well yes, yes it's thrilling.

But it's pretty frightening.

- The trouble is, I don't
know what to do.

- Nor do I.

Have you asked your father?

- Well, sort of, he
says go up to Scotland,

then back to Oxford.

Carry on as usual.

But that's no good, what
if it really is war?

- I know.

- I mean I'm,

I'm not a very military
sort of person, really.

I'm sure I'll make
a hopeless soldier.

I always hated field
days at school.

- Couldn't you wait a bit then?

- What, no.

It's only gonna last
a few months,

well it might last
six with any luck.

David says the nations
can't afford any war.

They'll all be bankrupt.

- Oh.

- So if I'm not quick, I
might miss it all together.

That would be awful.

- Yes, that would be awful.

- I mean I can't shirk it like
some damn crawly socialist.

Well you do see that, don't you?

- Yes, but they--

- That's why I had to
talk to you, you see,

in case it all happens
very quickly and

we don't have a chance
to see each other again.

I just wanted to say
that I love you.

- Oh Billy.

- And I don't love anyone
else, Georgina.

I love you, very much.

I wouldn't have said all
this like this, normally.

(bell ringing)

(couple laughing and talking)

-[Georgina] I'll beat you.

-[Billy] All right, if you must.

(upbeat, bouncy music)

* I'm Gilbert, the Filbert

* The knut with a K

* The pride of Piccadilly

- We'll dine in the coffee room.

* The blase roue

* Oh, Hades, the ladies

* Who leave their wooden huts

* For Gilbert, the Filbert

* The Colonel of the Knuts

* I'm Gilbert, the Filbert

* The knut with a K

* The pride of Piccadilly

* The blase roue

* Oh, Hades, the ladies
who leave their wooden huts

* For Gilbert, the Filbert

- Poor Missus Bridges, she
can't find her gentlemen friend.

-[Edward] Probably off fishing.

* For Gilbert, the Filbert

* The Colonel of the Knuts

(audience applauding)

-[Singer] And now,
by special request,

I am calling upon Uncle Angus

to give us on of his
special poems.

Uncle Angus!

(audience applauding)

- It's your fault.

Hey, I could do with
like an intro to this.

- Yes.

(dramatic piano music)

- There's a one-eyed yellow idol

to the north of Kathmandu.

There's a little marble
cross below the town,

and a brokenhearted woman

tends the grave of Mad Carew,

while the yellow god
forever gazes down.

He was known as Mad Carew

by the subs at Kathmandu,

he was hotter than they
felt inclined to tell,

but, for all his foolish pranks,

he was worshiped in the ranks,

and the Colonel's daughter
smiled on him as well.

He had loved her all along

With the passion of the strong--

- Sorry to interrupt Uncle
Angus boys and girls,

but I've just got some
news come in on the wire.

The king of the Belgians
has appealed to his majesty,

King George the Fifth, for help.

(audience applauding)

Now, remembering

all our brave gentiles

guarding and manning their
guns in the Atlantic,

let us all stand and sing
a verse of Rule, Brittania.

(audience cheering)

* When Britain first

* At heaven's command

* Arose from out the azure main

* Arose, arose, arose
from out the azure main

* This was the charter

* The charter of the land

* And Guardian Angels

* Sang this strain

* Rule, Britannia

* Britannia, rule the waves

* Britons never, never, never

* Shall be slaves

- Hip, hip,

-[Crowd] Hooray!

- I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Did you enjoyed it?

- Oh yes.
- I'm quite sleepy now.

Are you sleepy?

- Oh, okay, mam.

(crowd buzzing)

- Look, it's late I think we
best go down to the station.

- Oh, Mister Hudson,
I ain't ready to go.

- If it ain't Rose, hello there.

Oh, don't you smell lovely, eh?

(slurring) my old bag
of lard and all.

- That's not your
intended Albert.

- Oh it is, it ain't
the way she looks,

it's the way she
cooks (laughing).

She might call herself Bridges,

but she's as pure as
the driven snow,

aren't you my darling?

- Don't you touch
me Albert Lyons.

- Ain't she a lovely
bird, lovely plump gray.

What's your price there
then, eh Bill?

- I'll give 10 pence
a pound on plat.

- On plat, god's sake Parker,

wait til I get air between
my legs, then I go all--

- How dare you, get
away from her.

(people yelling over each other)

- Hey calm down now,
take it easy now.

Come on, sit down.

(Missus Bridges crying)

- Good morning, Hudson.

- Good morning, madam.

Good morning, sir.

- Good morning, Hudson.

We are back early because
I'm going soldiering.

- Yes sir.

- Oh and may we have coffee
and biscuits in the morning

on please, Hudson?

- Certainly, mam.

- Oh yes, and pay off
the cab, will you?

And please go pack my army
kit and all my camping stuff

I'll shall wear service dress.

- Very good, sir.

- Mister Hudson.

- Yes, Rose, put them
down there please.

- Mister Lyons is
at the back door.

- Mister Lyons?

- Wants to see Missus Bridges.

- The insolence, where
is Missus Bridges?

- She's gone shopping.

- Gone shopping, at this hour?

The whole world's
gone (mumbling).

Rose, go down and
get rid of him.

- Oh, but Mister Hudson--

- Now do as I say, I
don't care how you do it,

and get Edward.

No, no I'll get Edward.

Look how much is
it in your clock?

-[Daisy] Rose.

- You mind your own business
and get on with your work.

- Well?

- Missus Bridges has asked me--

- Where is she Rose,
I've got to talk to her.

- Well she don't wanna
talk to you.

- Rose, you and me, we've
always been the best of friends

now haven't we?

- That's news to me.

- Well, you come
down to my shop,

I have something
special for you,

something you'll
really like, eh?

- Yes I'm sure you will, Mister
Lyons, thanks for nothing.

- Now, now, Rose, look Rose,

Yow, oh, you little fouled!

Oh!

- Missus Bridges has
asked me to inform you

that she's no longer available

and don't want to see you
no more, not ever again.

And further to that effect,
this household will no longer

require your services as
purveyor of fish and poultry.

- Now Rose, I wanna talk
to Mister Hudson,

Rose, Rose.

- Thank god there's
something positive at last,

even those damn pacifists
in the government

can't get out of it now.

- Well if it makes you any
happier, Moreland and company

resigned today.
- Thank you, Edward.

- Madam.

- It was Edward Gray's
speech that did it,

you have never heard
such a reception.

After that, there
was no doubt that

if Germany went into Belgium,

we'd go in.

- Oh, it's like a breath
of fresh air.

It's extraordinary.

The station, streets,
everyone smiling and happy,

it's brought us all together.

Instead of fighting each other,

we can get on with
thrashing that damn kaiser.

- Well I wish it could've
been decided peacefully.

- It couldn't, don't
you see, they want war.

They've been strutting
up and down

and saber rattling and
growling for years.

And now we've got to win.

Otherwise the world
won't be a fit place

for human beings to live in.

Let's do it properly
while we're about it,

smash or be smashed.

The war to end all wars.

- All ready, Mister Hudson.

- Oh, thank you, Edward.

- Why is he going so soon if
war's not been declared yet?

- Captain James is in
the regular army's

reserve of officers, Edward.

Well done, all right, you
can take it all up now.

There we are.

Careful now, mind how you go.

- There, same hole as the
day I was commissioned.

No pouting.

- Everything is loaded, sir.

- Thank you, Hudson.

Well, goodbye father.

I can try and let you
know where the front is.

- Goodbye old boy.

- Goodbye honey.

- Take care of yourself.

- Very well.

Don't worry about us.

(Hazel crying)

Look after yourself.

Keep an eye on father,

make sure he doesn't
work you too hard.

- Good luck, sir.

- And, don't let Hudson
sneak off and join up.

He will you know, if
you don't watch him.

- Don't you dare, Hudson.

- No sir.

- You can't go now.

- No I can't, can I?

- I don't think that I,

I don't think that any of us

could've managed without
you anyway.

- Oh Rose, you didn't ought
to have said such things,

really, you didn't.

Not without asking me.

- After what happened yesterday?

- Oh well of course you was
right, of course you was.

And it's good riddance
and that's a fact.

Now we've got more important
things to think about.

Can you manage that?

- I expect so.

- That's right.

Now, let me see.

- What on earth, what is
all this, Missus Bridges?

- Oh just a few provisions,
Mister Hudson.

Perhaps you haven't
read the papers.

Well there's gonna be
privations and shortages,

and prices going up.

- But this is hoarding,
Missus Bridges.

- I don't care what it is.

Rose, see that that ham is
properly hung up on the hook.

If that there kaiser's
coming over here,

bombarding and besieging
us like they says he is,

I'm not letting this
household go short.

Oh!

-[Crowd] We want war, we
want war, we want war!

- Well they're going to get
their war, old wretches.

- Is it going to be very bad?

- Very bad, for very long,
at least that's what I think.

Is that a sketch enough?

- It's extraordinary.

But I feel a tremendous
sense of relief.

As if a spring had been
released somewhere inside me.

- Jones is not the only
one who needed the war

to cast out his devil.

Thousands and thousands of
people all over Europe are

marching up and down,
happy and joyful,

screaming their heads
off for it.

We're all praying to the
same God for victory.

Poor God.

He's got a hard time ahead.

- Perhaps it was his idea.

Well at least we can say we're
going in to help out France.

- Or little Belgium.

Oh yes, we can beat our breasts
with a clear conscience.

But there's a good
practical reason as well.

Antwerp is still a pistol,
pointed at Eve's head.

- It's five minutes to 11, sir.

- Oh thank you, Hudson.

- Shall I open the bottle, sir?

- Ah, no thank you.

But do have a drink downstairs
if you feel like celebrating.

- Oh, thank you, sir.

- Last night, Edward Gray
looked out across the park

and said, "The lamps are
going out all over Europe.

"We shall not see them lit
again in our lifetime."

I'm too old for war, Hazel.

This means the end of that
pleasant order of things

that I've known and
lived and loved.

The end forever.

- I do see.

- Hello.

- There's Georgina.

Hello Billy.

- Hello sir.

- The whole of London
has gone mad.

We've been to the most
gorgeous war party at the Ritz,

everyone was there.

And Billy met a nice colonel,

who promised to help him get a
commission in the brigadiers.

And I've come to a great
decision, Uncle Richard.

I'm going to be a nurse so
that I can be with the army.

- Champagne please, Billy.

- Yes, sir.

- I hate to dampen your
ardor but I hope that

neither of you has anything
to do with this war.

You're both far too young.

(cork popping)

(crowd singing "Onward,
Christian Soldiers")

I refuse to drink
a toast to war.

From battle and murder
and from sudden death,

good lord, deliver us.

- Oh, thank you, Rose.

- Mister Hudson, you should've
seen the crowds outside

Buckingham Palace, they're
all singing and shouting

at the top of their voices--

- You all help yourself
to some vino.

- Oh thanks Mister Hudson.

- And we saw the king
and the queen,

and the Prince of Wales
come out to the balcony.

- And then we saw Missus
Churchill, Mister Askowitz,

and Lord Daltor as
clear as anything.

And then there was a bloke
that climbed up on the balcony,

when they came out--

- Quiet, hey look.

(explosions booming)
(bells tolling)

This is an historic moment

in the history of our
country and our empire.

We are now at war with Germany.

Our cause is a righteous one.

With the lord mighty in
battle, give us victory.

God save the king.

- God save the king.

(explosions booming)

(light, uplifting
orchestra music)