All language subtitles for Mr Selfridge - Sesong 4 - EP 10 (2013) HD - Flix

Wasn't there cause for concern with
Selfridge? Is that company in hand?

Staff out of control.

Stock shifted to a business that that
has nothing to do with Selfridge's.

Why have you been avoiding me, Mae?

You need to give her time, prove
to her that you're the right man.

I'm not the enemy. I've been trying to protect
you and your father more than you think.

Mr Crabb told me that he asked
you to come back. Now I'm asking.

It's a boy, George.

A beautiful, healthy baby boy.

You're the largest supplier of
linen and cotton in the country.

Wholesalers take their cues from you.

If anyone can persuade them
to lift the embargo, you can.

- Jimmy killed Victor.
- So it's true? - You knew?

I have to take this in. I thought I
knew you. I don't know who to trust.

- Pay your price. - Harry --
- Pay your price.

I want nothing more to do with you.

"Murder suspect Jimmy Dillon may
also have been facing financial ruin.

There are rumours the store
Whiteleys is in serious trouble."

"Mr Dillon invested heavily
in the purchase of Whiteleys,

guided by business
partner Harry Selfridge."

Will he be at work today?

He can't leave you to
deal with everything.

He'll be back when he's ready.

Pa?

Pa?

Will you be going to the store later?

Not today.

It's been a week now.

Today's papers are here.

- I think we've seen enough.
- No.

Everyone else will see them.

Surely there's nothing left to say.

Pa, whatever happened, Jimmy's
death is not your fault.

Mae called again.

She wants to talk to you.

Unbelievable. I read about
it. I cannot believe it.

- Excuse me.
- (Oh, she's coming...)

- Can I help you, ladies?
- No, thank you.

I'm surprised she's still
working here. Look at her.

Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

- I'll look after things if you'd
like to take a break. - Thank you.

Erm, I'll be in the Sewing Room.

No, look. It says she was
going with Victor Colleano

- and Jimmy Dillon at the same time.
- And that's why Jimmy did him in.

"Twice divorced." I'm not surprised.

We're here to work, not gossip.

- Excuse me!
- Quite right, Miss Brockless.

Here we go.

I made you some tea.

You don't have to wait on
me hand and foot, George.

- Hello.
- Ssh, ssh.

- Work'll be missing you.
- I've told 'em I'll be in later.

The chief's still off.

There's a lot of gossip.

Ooh. Like what?

He's got money troubles.

Mr Selfridge? No.

There's something new
in the paper every day.

I still can't believe
Jimmy Dillon killed Victor.

And I nearly lost my job,
helping him move that stock.

George, you didn't know.

I just don't like seeing
Victor's name mixed up in it all.

He was my friend.

That's not how I want to remember him.

Well, it's a good job we've got
him to take your mind off things.

Come here.

I can't go back to work
until you've got a name.

There's people want to know.

Here, what about "Victor"?

Victor George Towler.

Now, that's a better way to remember him.

- Yeah.
- Eh?

Your behaviour, concealing the movement
of stock, has been hugely unprofessional.

If it were up to the Civic,
up to me, you would be fired.

I regret my involvement in the
events that have led us here.

Meanwhile, the papers are full of
scandalous stories about Mr Dillon.

And I gather Mr Selfridge
is nowhere to be seen.

Mr Gordon is holding the fort.

The Civic need to be reassured
that matters are in hand.

I would like to see

- Mr Selfridge's
personal accounts. - Why?

Openness and accountability.

I trust everything is in order.

Of course.

It's not working. Not
working. Not working.

Ooh!

A-ha!

- What are you doing?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Come with me!

Ta-dah!

Three days to go until the
20th anniversary celebrations.

- And it will change every day, counting down.
- You're very clever.

Yes, I am.

Mr Keen to see you, sir.

Mr Keen.

Publicity for our 20th anniversary.

- What does Mr Selfridge think?
- I'm sure he'll be very happy.

He's not in, then?

I'm managing things in
my father's absence.

Everything's under control.

Excuse me, sir, you may not just come in!

Mr Hardcastle.

Not a man to be made a fool of.

- Perhaps we could discuss this a little more...
- Whiteleys employs a lot of people.

Did you think no-one'd notice you moving
stock from Selfridge's to Whiteleys?

- That shouldn't have happened.
- I went to my members in good faith

to end the embargo on Whiteleys.

Your father promised he would make good the
debts there in time. And I trusted him.

Whiteleys and Selfridge's are under
embargo until our debts are paid in full.

Mr Hardcastle, that could close us down.

No more newspapers, definitely
no press, only family.

Certainly, Mrs De Bolotoff.

Hello?

Rosalie, I need to speak to Harry.

Mae, I'm so sorry.

I just need to talk to
him, Rosalie, please.

Mae, excuse me one moment.

- Oh, Gordon.
- Is he in there?

Yes, but he doesn't want...

Mae, I-I don't know what to say.

I've told Pa you want to speak to him.

Tell him I'm here.

Pa, why aren't you at the store?

- I told Rosalie I didn't want to see anyone.
- I'm not "anyone".

I need to talk to you.

There's a trade embargo on Selfridge's.

Hardcastle found out
about the stock switch.

Which means no-one will supply Selfridge's

until we pay their debts at Whiteleys.

I know Jimmy's death has been a shock

but, because of what he did,
we're in terrible trouble.

I put too much trust in him.

We were all dazzled.

You know, I... I think
you saw yourself in him.

More than you did in me.

I dragged you into all this.

I'm sorry.

What's done is done.

Now we need you back at the store.

I can't do it.

You were a success long before
any of us heard of Jimmy Dillon.

And you can be again.

- I don't trust myself.
- I trust you.

You're still Harry Selfridge, Pa.

You can come back or you can leave it
all up to me, but you need to decide.

Fast.

- Thank you.
- Good morning.

- Pa... - The 20th
anniversary is next week,

so we need to break the
embargo before then.

I want every department
to do a stock check today.

I need to know exactly how
much we have, or how little.

Yes, Chief. Welcome back.

Jimmy Dillon was the joint owner of
Whiteleys. He didn't leave a will,

so his share passes automatically
to you and the chief.

- Which will take months.
- So selling Whiteleys is out of the question.

If we can't pay the suppliers' debts,

we're gonna have to offer
them something else.

Relations with suppliers
have been badly damaged.

Whatever it is, I think
it'd be a hard sell.

That's exactly what I'm good at.

Draw up a list of suppliers.
Let's see what I can sell them.

I'll call them. A personal invitation.

Mr Gordon, there was something else.

Mr Keen has asked me to show
him our internal accounts.

Specifically anything involving the chief.

Pa's been profligate in the past, but
that's all under control now, isn't it?

Personal and business
accounts are entirely separate.

However, the chief does owe rather
a lot to the chairman's account.

He was going to repay this.

Funds were diverted to the
Whiteleys purchase by your father.

The Civic might not
take a kind view of this.

If Pa breaks the embargo, the Civic won't
care one jot about the chairman's account.

With our support, Mr Crabb,
my father will pull this off.

Let's hope he does.

So... you're back.

Mae.

How have you been?

Oh, I've been here, Harry, every day,

trying to do my job while
you've been hiding away at home.

And I've been stared at, gossiped about...

- Don't you read the papers any more?
- I read them all.

- I owe you an apology.
- Yes, you do.

I blamed you for not
telling me about Jimmy.

I didn't tell you because...
I just wanted to protect you.

I'm sorry. Let me get
on top of things here.

I promise you I will make it up to you.

You can't just shut me
out when you feel like it

and then expect to pick me back
up again like nothing's happened.

Mae, wait...

A Palm Court reception?

I've got my hands pretty
full with this anniversary.

It's important. Chief's orders.

It will go ahead, won't it?

The er... the celebrations?

There are rumours among the
staff the store's in trouble.

Of course it will.

Oxford Street's biggest party.

For me?

Thank you.

Wait.

It's good to have you back, Mrs Grove.

It's good to be back, Mr Selfridge.
It's been rather a challenging time.

Mrs Grove.

Please.

I want you to be Deputy Manager.

The job Mr Grove did so well.

You're right. Times are tough.

We need to build a new
team to take us forward.

People look up to you.

And you know better than
anyone how this place works.

I-I-I couldn't.

Mr Grove held you in the highest regard.

And this would be your
office... if you accept.

Thank you.

I accept.

I'll let Miss Plunkett know.

You returned my flowers. I take
it my apology wasn't accepted.

You already apologised.

Let me...

Let me take you to dinner.

- We should spend some time together.
- I'm leaving, Harry.

I'm selling my shares and
I'm going back to Paris.

Wait. We-We have to talk.

Let me just settle this
crisis at the store and...

Yes and then what? There'll
always be something.

That's not fair.

You know how much trouble
we're in right now.

I do, I'm sorry. It isn't that.

When Jimmy died...

.. I needed you.

But you didn't need me.

- No.
- And I can't live like that.

Mae! Mae...

.. I love you.

Mae, please.

Goodbye, Harry.

- Good morning, Miss Adams.
- Good morning, Miss Mardle.

- You're doing terrifically well.
- I'm a little nervous.

It doesn't show.

Rather a baptism of fire.
Starting the job with an embargo.

Yes, well, I'm afraid that's not all.

Late last night I received a phone call.

Madame Rennard is leaving
us. Personal reasons.

The chief?

I had rather hoped she'd
be a permanent fixture.

This suppliers' reception is this
evening, so you'll be late back.

Probably.

When everything is settled down,
maybe we can have some family time.

See more of Mae.

- She's going back to Paris.
- Why?

- Did something happen? Can't
you talk to her? - I tried.

Well, when is she leaving?

Tonight.

I have to go.

Madame Rennard has left?

Selfridge's will still
produce an "in-house" range.

Perhaps for the slightly younger customer.

- So you'll still need machinists.
- Absolutely.

And I'd very much like
you to be in charge.

- Me?
- Yes.

Head Machinist, running the Sewing Room.

I thought you were giving me notice.

No.

I don't think the other
girls would work to me.

Well, it won't be in
their interests not to.

With the right support,
nothing is insurmountable.

Tell Mr Lyons I need to
meet him before lunch.

Mr Selfridge, I'd like you to meet our new
Head of the Sewing Room. Miss Brockless.

Madame Rennard had nothing
but praise for her.

I'm glad to have you on board.

Thank you... for this opportunity.

It means a lot to me.

You'll find the best rise to the top here.

Pretty much everyone's coming.

Mr Hardcastle?

Took a bit of persuading, but he
finally accepted the invitation.

It is a terrific idea of yours, Pa.

I'm glad you're here... by my side.

That's what this store
has always been about.

There've been times
when I've forgotten that.

And I wouldn't have blamed
you if you'd walked away.

Selfridge's means just as
much to me as it does to you.

Of course.

Let's go.

Gentlemen, great that you
could make it. Hello.

Mr Selfridge, we're intrigued to hear
what you've got to say this evening.

Good evening. Thank you for coming.

The chief's pulled out all the stops.

Lets hope he can win them over.

He's the one we need to
persuade. Mr Hardcastle.

Chairman of the Wholesalers' Association.

Mr Hardcastle. Champagne?

I wouldn't have thought
you had much to celebrate.

On the contrary.

We're marking a long and fruitful
relationship with our suppliers,

despite current circumstances.

Nearly 20 years ago,

Selfridge's opened its doors
for the very first time.

And we revolutionised
the world of shopping.

Our anniversary celebrations will
be Oxford Street's biggest party.

Customers will pour in and they will
buy your products... if they're here.

Now, I know I broke your trust.

Let me make amends.

I'm gonna offer you something
that no other retailer can.

The chance to supply both
Selfridge's and Whiteleys...

with three-year fixed contracts.

This deal heralds the dawn
of a new era, gentlemen.

It's an opportunity like no other and
will benefit all of us for years to come.

Our bills from Whiteleys remain unpaid.

Gentlemen, I know.

I will honour every unpaid bill in time,

but you have to understand
I can't pay them right now.

That is why I am offering
you this exceptional deal.

Can't pay them? How
much did all this cost?

Well, we wanted to show you
how valued you all are.

But you won't pay us?

Listen to me, Mr Hardcastle...

Did you hope to dazzle
us and make us forget?

We are not your customers, Mr Selfridge.

We are tradesmen, businessmen.

Like you, we have a workforce to pay,
premises to run, unions to contend with.

Our debts must be paid.

I give you my word.

There will be no deal.

The embargo stays.

So it's true.

You're leaving.

Things have been very
tough for Pa recently.

And I wanted to be there
with him, more than anything.

Do you remember when he had that fall?

Yes, of course.

Oh, gosh, he nearly died.

And he wouldn't see me then either.

He just shuts himself away.

He can't let anyone see him hurt.

I'm not "anyone".

I know and I've been so glad
to have you back in our lives.

You're part of this family

and I know Pa feels that too.

And still he wouldn't let me help.

Maybe he thought you wouldn't
want him if you saw him like that.

He's in real trouble, Mae.

Whatever he's told you,
he doesn't wanna be alone.

What now?

We need to pay their debts,
so... so we need a loan.

The banks won't touch us.

Then, what do you suggest?

What about the Civic? They're
our major shareholder.

Shareholders? This is
my store, my problem.

- Just give me... give me time to think.
- There isn't any time.

Don't you trust me?

I've trusted you all my life.

But you can't do this on your own.

Please let someone help,
before it's too late.

You didn't fight for Mae. You
need to fight for the store.

Pa?

Mae?

Mae, are you here?

Mae?

It's very late, I'm... I'm sorry.

Mr Gordon, what can I do for you?

Yes.

Yes, I'll tell him.

That was the London Civic.

They want you in for a
meeting. Ten o'clock.

Excuse me. I'm here for a meeting.

Of course. Mister...?

Selfridge. Harry Selfridge.

The Board are waiting for you.

Chief?

Mr Gordon called me.

- Said I'd be needed.
- Please follow me.

Mr Crabb.

We understand your appeal to
the suppliers was unsuccessful.

The embargo on Selfridge's
remains in place.

The Civic must now take steps
to protect their interests.

We will pay the suppliers'
debts at Whiteleys.

This will mean considerable cost to ourselves,
but Selfridge's must continue trading.

- May I ask what the terms of this loan are?
- It's not a loan.

When Mr Dillon's estate is settled,

you and Gordon will be the
sole owners of Whiteleys.

The Civic will make you an offer for it

in the understanding
that it will be accepted.

You'll pay the debts
in return for Whiteleys?

Hm.

It seems I have no choice.

There is a condition attached.

You will surrender all your
shareholdings in Selfridge's to the Civic

and resign as Director and Chairman.

The London Civic will
work with Gordon Selfridge

- to ensure the future
success of the store. - No!

No, no, no.

You can't fire me.

Mr Selfridge, the Civic have made
every attempt to work with you,

despite your extravagance
and recklessness.

There are strict controls over my
expenses. Mr Crabb can confirm this.

Your personal life has
always attracted attention.

- Indeed, you have courted publicity.
- If you...

Your recent associations
have bordered on scandalous.

- The Dolly Sisters? That's over now.
- Your gambling is notorious.

- I no longer gamble. - Your debts
led to a direct attack on the store.

Mr Selfridge, you have dragged
down the very name of Selfridge's.

- You cannot be allowed...
- That's enough!

Mr Selfridge has answered
all personal criticisms.

From a purely business perspective,

Selfridge's has always made a healthy
profit with the chief in charge.

- Surely that is what matters.
- Mr Crabb,

is Mr Selfridge's financial conduct
to the store beyond reproach?

I asked Mr Crabb for some internal
accounts, which were all in order.

Apart from the Chairman's
account, omitted by you.

Thoughtfully provided by Mr Gordon.

The Chairman's account, to which
Mr Selfridge owes £118,000.

Perhaps, if Mr Selfridge
could repay the sum...?

I can't pay it.

You know that.

Everything I had was in Whiteleys.

The Board will offer you a
pension of £6,000 a year.

You may use the title of
President, if you wish.

There will be no accountability.

I built Selfridge's from nothing.

That's my name -- my
name -- on that store.

Our name.

I'm sorry, Mr Selfridge, but
your time in charge is over.

This way, Mr Selfridge.

Mr Selfridge.

I-I ju... I just heard.

How could they?

Because they're grasping,
deceitful, timid, conniving cowards.

But, after everything he's done here,
what is Selfridge's without the chief?

I think they had him in their
sights long before the embargo.

Why, though?

They have a different way of doing things.

The balance sheet is king.
People are easily replaced.

I-I-I know Mr Selfridge has made mistakes,
but what he's done here is extraordinary.

None of them will ever
be half the man he is.

This is no ordinary hole.
This is a million dollar hole.

Pa?

Pa?

I had to save the store.

Will they let you run it?

Things'll be different.

You did everything you could.

So did I.

Mr Gordon, Chief, I
thought you'd like to know

stock is arriving now and
will be all through the night.

The 20th anniversary celebrations
will go ahead as planned.

What will you do now, Mr Crabb?

I think my time is over too and
I find myself... strangely happy.

If you'll excuse me, I have
one last thing to attend to.

Walk with me...

.. when I go.

Staff need to see that we're united.

Thank you.

Let me know when you're ready.

Tomorrow's front page, Sir.

"Harry Selfridge ousted".

Well, well.

"The Earl of Oxford Street bows out."

Mr Towler is here.

Can you send Mr Gordon in?

I'm very sorry to hear the news, Chief.

I've come to see if there's
anything I can do to help.

You have always been very
kind to me, Mr Selfridge.

It's been a pleasure.

- How's your son?
- Victor.

- Ah! - He's the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

Of course he is.

Let's go.

The staff wanted to say goodbye.

I and my family owe you
so much, Mr Selfridge.

Thank you.

I know the store will
be safe in your hands.

I'll carry them, Mr Selfridge.
I'll be right behind you.

- Thank you, Mr Selfridge.
- Mr Selfridge.

Good luck, Mr Selfridge.

- Bye, sir.
- Goodbye, Mr Selfridge.

Thank you, Mr Selfridge.

Goodbye, Mr Selfridge.

It looks wonderful.

Selfridge's 20th anniversary.

Thank you.

You've all worked so hard to get us here.

Thank you.

Looking around, I see those who have made this
journey with us from the start, 20 years ago.

Familiar faces. New faces.

One generation following another.

Aw!

I'm proud of you all. So proud.

I am just sorry

that I won't be here
to share this with you.

But I want you to keep the flag flying.

Thank you.

(Look after it.)

Harry.

I thought you had gone.

Here I am.

I'm so sorry.

The store was my life.

I wish it hadn't ended this way,
but you are so much more than this.

I've lost everything.

No, you're still Harry Selfridge...

.. and I love you.

So I have some plans.

Erm, Paris, Rome...

Well, anywhere, really,
if you'll come with me.

- I don't deserve you.
- Oh.

Well, then call it "luck".