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[ Cows lowing ]

[ Screams ]

[ Cows lowing ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

You are all right?

Well, I seem to be,

although you didn't mention

we'd be making a detour.

[ Both laugh ]

WOMAN:

Come on.

Help is at hand.

WOMAN:

Come on.

How was your weekend?

Fine.

It's silly, really.

I had this odd feeling that

something had happened to you.

Really?

No.

Not a thing.

No, I was giving some thought

to finding a theme

for the collection.

Preferably one as successful

as the nocturnes.

Hm.

Well, since we were both

so struck

by the Impressionist exhibition

last week --

Oh, yes, Evie.

If we could capture the vibrancy

of a Monet sky.

A lot more easier said

than done, I'm afraid.

Although I have had

a few attempts.

What do you think?

Mondays.

Shame there can't be

seven Sundays in a week, eh?

There are --

for them that is out of work.

At least we've got jobs.

Oh, I know.

It's not even really the work.

It's just Florence.

So?

What's she gonna ask of you

that you can't do, eh?

Nothing, I suppose.

Well, there you are, then.

All she's doing

is giving you a chance

to show her you're up to it,

So you show her you are.

Oh, good, Evie.

I was just coming to see you.

Did you have any luck

in booking the hall?

Done, but we have to start

thinking about mannequins.

We shan't be able to use

the honorables again.

No.

I was thinking about that, Bea.

When I was in Paris, I went

to see the Ballets Russes.

Why don't we use dancers

to show the collection?

Dancers?

Well, if anybody can make

a fabric flow beautifully,

it's a dancer.

We don't know any dancers, Evie.

- Excuse me.

- By all means, Alice.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't help overhear you.

You were talking about

using dancers for the show?

Well, that's right.

We were.

Why?

Do you know anyone we might use?

Well, yes, I do.

A friend of mine,

Jessie Christy, is a dancer.

She has friends in her company

she might be willing to ask.

Would you like me to inquire

on your behalf?

What do you think, Bea?

Well, it's something

to think about.

Do you mind if I do that -- just

give it some serious thought?

- Of course.

- Let me know when you decide.

Thank you, Alice.

[ Laughter,

up-tempo jazz playing ]

JACK:

Come on, Bea.

This is quite good fun

once you get the hang of it.

I was just about to offer

your wife another drink, Jack.

Beatrice?

Oh.

Thank you.

Don't seem to have exhausted

poor Jack yet, Constance.

Don't be difficult, Charles.

Anyway, Jack's got bags

of energy.

Haven't you, Jack?

You sure?

No question.

I should've known

when Constance suggested

we give a quiet cocktail party

for a few film friends...

Look, let's, uh, find a quieter

venue for our drink, shall we?

[ Laughter ]

[ Music continues ]

Film isn't your world, either,

is it?

Well, I'm interested,

but, uh, I'm afraid I prefer

my pictures to keep still.

You're a follower

of the Impressionist school.

This is a Sisley, isn't it?

[ Music ends, applause ]

The Impressionists --

They don't outrage you, then.

On the contrary.

We're looking to Impressionism

as a theme

for our new collection.

- Really? Well --

- Ah, Bea, Maitland.

Darling, Claude's suggesting

we go on to a club.

To which my dear wife

is not averse, I take it?

Of course not, Charles.

We're going to catch the crowd

at Quaglino's. Come on, Jack.

CHARLES:

I'll bring Beatrice along later.

You don't mind, do you?

It does give me a chance to go

over the scenario with Claude.

Well, as long as we're not

too late back, darling.

What?

Oh, no, no, no.

Definitely not too late.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

I know it didn't take the trophy

at Le Mans last year,

but just you watch, Evie,

and I promise 1924

is going to be Bentley's year.

Mmm!

It's simply wonderful.

You must try some of this.

You do everything

with such abandon.

- [ Chuckles ]

- No, thank you.

Almost.

Oh, that's a rather cautious

answer for a reckless spirit.

An honest one.

Some things

I am quite cautious about.

Like what?

Matters of the heart.

I'm quite prudent

in that direction.

So am I.

I'm racing in a couple of weeks.

Do you want to come?

Well, if I can.

But unfortunately, weekends

are the only time we have

for research for the collection.

I do promise to show you

something other than racetracks

and recalcitrant engines

one day.

And ditches.

And ditches.

[ Engine revving ]

Did you see what I got

out of her on that last bend?

You were wonderful, James.

You left the others standing.

Deserves a reward,

wouldn't you say?

Absolutely.

I didn't exactly mean

this stuff.

No?

I'm afraid it's all I can offer

by way of spoils for the victor.

In that case...

Well, I meant to ask you this

before, but, um...

Hm?

Well, you wouldn't want to turn

a chap's moment of triumph

into one of disappointment,

would you?

Not intentionally, no.

Then say you'll spend Christmas

Day with me at my home.

But, James, your mother doesn't

exactly approve of me, remember?

Nonsense.

And Father's changed Mother's

opinion about you completely.

And Frances will be there.

And anyway, we'll hardly see

the aged parents.

We can do as we please.

James, I'd love to,

but I'm not at all sure

how Bea would feel about it.

EVIE:

So many decisions.

Oh, Bea, about the mannequin.

I know the notion of using

dancers is a radical departure,

but I just think we need

one bold stroke

to really make

this collection work.

So you still have reservations

about what we're doing?

No. The designs are good enough

to show.

But I just think dancers

would really make the clothes

come alive for us --

and the customers and critics.

I agree, Evie.

It's a a good idea.

I really think it will work,

Bea.

I'll tell Alice to contact

Jessie Christy and her friends.

Good.

WOMAN:

One, two.

- One, two, three, and...

- [ Up-tempo music plays ]

One, two, three, four.

Wonderful, girls.

Feet together.

One, two, three.

This is a little better.

Semicircle.

Drop back.

Ready?

And...shuffle!

You're dismissed.

Quickly as possible.

Jessie.

I'm so sorry to interrupt.

No, no.

That's fine.

I wanted to put an idea to you.

James?

Better keep a clear head

for the drive.

Wouldn't want to land us

in a ditch on Christmas Eve.

EVIE:

James.

And anyway, you two will be

wanting to leave, won't you?

Are you packed and ready, Bea?

As ready as one ever is

for meeting one's in-laws

for the first time.

Jack, I'm terrified.

I feel so guilty

they missed our wedding.

Bea, it's not your fault

they were in Africa at the time.

- [ Laughter ]

- Come on. They'll adore you.

- Presents!

This is so odd, Evie.

It's the first time

we won't be there

to see each other open

our presents.

I know.

Couldn't open them now,

could we?

In the morning.

I'll be thinking of you.

And me of you.

Especially if this isn't

that wrap I've been hinting at.

BEA: Oh, I hope Evie and James

will be all right

coming down on Boxing Day.

- EDWARD: Come on!

- Father, this is Beatrice.

My dear girl.

How nice to meet you at last.

- And you.

- ANN: Oh, dear!

Bea, my mother.

Welcome.

Welcome to the family -- and to

the family home, such as it is.

Thank you.

It looks delightful.

- Come on in, dear.

- Thank you.

[ Laughter ]

Oh, go on.

Admit it.

You're glad you came,

aren't you?

Yes, I am.

Time I was getting up.

I haven't had a chance to do

a thing for Christmas,

what with working

up to the last minute.

My Stanley says

we should get together

and ask for a longer holiday

next year.

He organized the men at his work

into asking for extra time off,

and they promised them another

half day...next year.

[ Both laugh ]

Good for him.

- Happy Christmas.

- Are you walking our way, Tilly?

- Yeah, I am.

Happy Christmas.

Night.

Good night, Miss Watkins.

Having a get-together,

weren't it?

Can't say I'm sorry Florence

decided not to join us.

It's a shame for Alice, though.

Yeah.

Said she had to get home.

That husband of hers is a bit

of a terror to deal with.

Oh, I don't know.

But she certainly looks like

something's dragging her down.

[ Laughs ]

Oh!

Here.

You watch yourself

under the mistletoe, my girl.

Why, it's goodwill to all men

at Christmas, isn't it?

[ Both laugh ]

Oh!

Careful.

Beatrice, what a lovely dress.

Thank you.

It's what I wore

for our wedding.

Ah.

Jack, do get Beatrice sat down.

I'll find out what your father

is doing about the wine.

If your collection is half

as successful,

you will have nothing

to worry about.

You're sounding

just a little too relieved.

Were you really so concerned

they would like me?

I simply didn't know,

to be honest.

I sometimes feel

I hardly know them at all.

When I do, I find them

rather hard to live up to.

They never -- They never would

impose their Fabian views,

but their convictions run

very deep.

Suppose it's made me feel

rather shallow over the years.

Edward, dear, do carve before

the joy turns into cold cuts.

Do the honors with that,

would you, Jack?

I'll make a start on the beef.

Have you, uh, have you any news

of Penelope?

I can't believe that she and

Robert have been married for...

How long now?

It's about eight months,

but we do work on the basis

that no news is good news

where our children

are concerned.

Never did expect them to keep us

au fait with their every move.

I was most impressed seeing her

and Robert coping in Africa.

The conditions some of those

people live and work under.

Not much better here for some,

and we're supposed to be

a wealthy country.

What was it Mr. Shaw said?

"A nation which cannot afford

food and clothing

for its children

cannot be allowed

to pass as wealthy because..."

"Because it has provided

a pretty coffin for a dead dog."

The solution is the same,

Africa or here -- education.

Is that what you really believe,

that education is the answer?

- Bea.

- No. Really. I'm interested.

Not just the three R's.

People have to be educated,

given the opportunity to aspire.

Yes, but what if they are

given the chance to aspire

and they still can't achieve?

- There's a girl we employ --

- JACK: That's right -- Tilly.

Tilly was given the opportunity.

And, really, and she was

the first to admit it.

She wasn't up to it.

She couldn't take

her opportunity.

Well, perhaps Tilly spent too

long learning how not to aspire.

Possibly.

ANN:

Tell me, Beatrice --

As employers,

do you and Evangeline

feel responsible for the welfare

of your workers?

Outside the workroom, I mean.

Well, no, I don't.

You don't think it could be seen

as an employer's obligation?

No.

I think that could easily

be seen

as a gross act of patronage.

A neat point.

[ Chuckles ]

Certainly one

well worth discussing.

[ Exhales deeply ]

Did I ever tell you

how immensely proud I am of you?

Several times.

[ Chuckles ]

I haven't been

too argumentative, have I?

Not at all.

They relish someone

with strength of character.

[ Laughs ]

Well, Jack,

if I have any strength at all,

your love lends it to me.

I'm not at all sure that's true.

But thank you for saying it.

Time to go in,

open the presents.

BEA:

[ Chuckles ]

EDWARD:

Oh, my word!

[ Laughter ]

Jack, pour your father a sherry

before Aunt Cynthia's gift

completely overwhelms him.

I don't even play golf.

[ Laughs ]

Oh!

Oh, are these yours, Ann?

Yes.

Yes, they are.

- May I?

- Yes. Do.

Thank you.

Oh, they're very fine.

Mother, show Bea the proof

for your new book.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

Beatrice doesn't want to be

bored with my daubs.

Now, where is it?

Ah!

Oh, Edward.

Ignore the false modesty.

Now, that is fine,

don't you think?

Oh, but they're wonderful.

The color.

The texture.

It's so vibrant.

Father, did I tell you

I've almost finished the script

for my new film?

Really?

A fascinating process,

filmmaking, I should think.

Um, come through

and tell me about it.

[ Door opens ]

You've quite brought him out,

Beatrice.

Hm?

[ Door closes ]

Oh, I'm glad you think so.

Ann, I can't tell you

how truly inspiring these are.

Really?

Really.

JACK: I do see

what you're saying, darling.

And I think that there is

just enough time.

The more I think about your

mother's drawings,

how bold nature is, with its

textures and its colors.

Are you sure the preparations

for the collection

aren't, well, too far under way

to change direction now?

I just know that we could build

a wonderful collection

if we go back to nature itself

for our theme.

Bea, don't move.

What?

I was just thinking, Jack --

Wouldn't this be a wonderful

place to come for weekends

and holidays?

It could be our hideout.

[ Laughs ]

Bea, seeing you here...

it's the scene I've been trying

to capture for the film.

I can see now why I couldn't.

It doesn't belong in the city.

It has to be here,

in the country.

Seems I'm not the only person to

find inspiration in this place.

[ Sighs ]

Of course,

I do have to confront Evie

with the consequences

of my inspiration.

Oh, but I will be able

to make her see

we have to rethink

the collection, won't I?

They're here.

Hello!

Your parents said

we'd find you here.

Seems you have a talented

mother-in-law, Bea.

It's easy to see where Jack gets

his artistic abilities.

But the contradictory colors,

the textures, the shapes.

Mm.

And yet such harmony.

Elements that we have been

trying and failing to find

in the collection.

Bea, are you proposing

we base some of the ideas

for the new collection on these?

Not some.

All.

All of it, Evie.

That we go back to basics,

back to nature,

for every line, every curve.

Reds, greens, yellows.

Every shade, every shape,

right through the seasons --

nature's seasons.

Bea, I mean,

these are very exciting.

- But we cannot --

- Yes, I know.

I know it's not practical

to change course now.

It will be costly.

We'd need to buy new materials,

extra staff.

And even then

we could still end up

with a hopelessly rushed

mishmash

or no collection at all.

And yet you still think

we should risk doing it.

I just know we should.

I have never seen you

this taken, Bea.

What if we used

the second workroom

to concentrate

on existing commissions

and the main workroom

on the cutting and assembly

for the collection?

What do you think, Evie?

Yes.

Yes, and we could get Jessie

and the dancers

to do something different

with the clothes,

something theatrical.

Yes.

Why not?

Lunch, you two.

- What is it?

- [ Laughs ]

I'm just sorry it's all over.

Did you get anything nice?

Oh, better than nice.

It's from Norman.

He must really think

a lot of you

to give you something like that.

Come on.

So if you could just cut

that front panel on the cross

for contrast and shading.

Then I'll have to remake

the toile.

No, that's not necessary.

Just cut it on the demi.

But crosscutting

can make it distort.

Florence, please.

Just do it the way I suggest.

Then if we take

those shoulders --

Excuse me.

Miss Beatrice wondered

if you had a moment

to come and meet Jessie Christy.

Oh, of course. I'll be along

in a minute, Alice.

Florence, I shan't be long.

Dancers.

"Inspired" was what

Couture magazine

called the House of Eliott's

last collection.

Wasn't it, Agnes?

I do believe it was, Madge.

If you haven't anything to do,

Madge,

perhaps you could be getting on

with the sash

Miss Eliott decided on

for the rose-beige satin.

Oh, I don't think

I could do that, Mrs. Ranby.

Is there a problem with it?

Only that I finished it

yesterday.

Jessie Christy, my sister

and partner, Evangeline Eliott.

- How do you do?

I must say I should be delighted

to model your gowns

if this one's anything to go by.

- Thank you.

- Alice, would you arrange

for Jessie's measurements

to be taken?

Alice?

I'm so sorry.

Uh, Jessie, come through

to my fitting room.

And I can leave it to you

to talk to your friends?

Oh.

I will do my best.

- Thank you.

- Goodbye.

EVIE:

Thank you.

Well, if they all move as well

as Jessie does,

they'll carry the collection off

brilliantly --

if we have it finished on time,

that is.

I know it's a rush, but I am

convinced it's worth it.

[ Sighs ]

Not gold braid, Evie.

Gold.

What it needs is one unassuming

but undeniably rich piece

of jewelry.

Now I come to think of it,

a huge silver broach

would look stunning

at the hip

of the dropped silk blouses.

Well, yes, Bea,

I'm sure it would.

But we couldn't possibly afford

to buy expensive jewelry

just for the collection.

I know we can't.

But we could borrow some.

JOSEPH:

Forgive me, Miss Eliott.

The supplier is insisting we pay

for most of the material

we originally ordered.

For the Impressionist

collection?

Joseph, tell them they're being

unreasonable.

Can't they give us credit

for the fabrics we don't need

against the fabrics we do need?

We're not canceling the order.

We're just replacing it.

Unfortunately, some of the

fabrics we ordered originally

were dyed

especially for our needs.

They insist that if we wish to

cancel those,

they'll have to be paid for

in full.

- Then cancel them.

- EVIE: No.

Bea, if we're paying for them

anyway,

surely we couldn't put

the original fabrics to stock.

Of course.

As long as we get the fabric for

the flora and fauna collection,

that's all I'm concerned about.

I do think that's sensible,

Miss Eliott.

[ Bell chiming in distance ]

[ Birds chirping ]

No.

Wait a minute.

There was a message for you

at the hotel, Mr. Maddox.

Mrs. Maddox called.

Fine. Thank you.

I'll telephone her later.

Um, if you could?

Thank you.

Right.

Let's film that.

[ Sneezes ]

[ Sniffs, sighs ]

I don't mind working

when I'm ill,

but I can't see

this design working

no matter how well it's cut.

So we'll just have to assume

Miss Bea and Miss Evie know what

they're talking about, then.

Evie, I managed to persuade

the jewelers

- to let us borrow some jewelry.

- We have to hail a taxi.

Florence has been taken

really quite poorly.

[ Sighs ]

We thought for a minute

she was going to faint dead away

on us, didn't we, miss?

- [ Sneezes ]

- Oh, no.

Oh, don't you worry about me.

I'm the sort that's never ill.

[ Door opens ]

Now, you just do as you're told,

Madge.

Influenza is really not

something to be taken lightly.

- All right.

- Come on.

Will one of you get her coat

and bag?

Poor Madge.

And, Bea,

I don't want to worry you,

but that's two

of the regular staff

and three of the extra staff

already gone down with it.

Four.

I sent Jenny home this morning.

And if this blight carries on,

Evie...

We won't have the collection

ready on time.

RALPH: Wint.

So, you found another job.

Yes. Sir Desmond introduced me

to the Mss. Eliott.

So it shouldn't be too difficult

for you

to find your new employers

and tell them that I'm here.

I'm sure they'll be delighted

to see you, Mr. Saroyan.

[ Door opens ]

- I'm sorry.

- RALPH. Ah. Miss Eliott.

Oh, please, please, please,

no apologies.

Your sister has just been

telling me how busy you are

preparing for the new

collection.

Or should I say

the latest new collection?

Mr. Saroyan thinks we've been

a little extravagant, Evie.

Oh, come, now, Miss Eliott.

I was merely pointing out

that expenditure

on your business account

has been rather heavy of late

due to your change of mind

and reiterating that things

are not quite what they were

when your godfather was alive.

We can afford this.

Only just.

Please remember if you overdraw,

as I have already pointed out

to your sister,

you will incur heavy penalties.

It simply means

that in the future,

it would be wise

if you sought my sanction

before you enter into

any avoidable expenditure.

Now, ladies, I mustn't keep you

from your work any longer.

I'll find my own way out.

Good day.

- Good day.

"Sanction."

What did he mean -- "sanction"?

Our new director is exerting

his control over us, Evie.

I'm almost as excited

about showing the collection

as I am for a performance.

How's your husband these days,

Alice?

The same.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Sorry.

- Everything's all set, then?

- Mm!

These last few days

have been so busy,

we haven't had time

to turn 'round.

We've been busy in the kitchens,

too, you know.

As a matter of fact, I've been

made up to third assistant chef.

Oh, Norman, you haven't.

Means I can really start

learning now.

I'm gonna be a chef

in me own right someday.

Well, it's like

you're always saying to me.

There is nothing to stop you

doing whatever you want

once you set your mind to it.

I'm set on marrying you,

Tilly...if you'll have me.

See, we can afford to now.

And you do love me, don't you,

Tilly?

You do want to marry me?

Most definitely.

EVIE:

These are exquisite, Mr. Dunsop.

Thank you very much.

BEA:

We're so grateful.

And we shall return them

after the collection,

as arranged, Mr. Dunsop.

- Thank you.

- It's my pleasure.

Goodbye.

Agnes, would you kindly

show Mr. Dunsop out?

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much indeed.

- Goodbye.

Thank you.

[ Exhales deeply ]

Evie, there was a point

where I thought

we would never get this

collection finished on time.

Well, thank heavens Florence and

Madge came back when they did.

Now all we have to worry about

is whether they'll like

our designs.

Mm. And how we're going to

show them.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

ANN:

Oh, how nerve-racking.

EDWARD:

Yes.

At least you won't actually see

your readers' reactions to your

book when it's published.

My lords, ladies, and gentlemen,

welcome.

And thank you for attending

the spring collection

from the House of Eliott.

The inspiration for our

collection came from an artist

and an author we are very proud

to have with us here today.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Ann Maddox.

Jessie, good luck.

Thank you.

And now for the collection.

[ Slow music plays ]

To complement our extended range

of evening wear,

a complete wardrobe designed

to suit every mood and occasion,

from the relaxed to the most

formal of evening engagements.

EVIE: For evening, Jessie is

wearing an asymmetric moss-green

and silk-velvet evening dress

with pewter-beaded hip band

and a dyed feather skirt.

[ Music continues ]

BEA: You will notice

that the bodice has been trimmed

with silk georgette

and pewter beads.

EVIE:

Rebecca presents a peach silk,

crepe, and georgette

evening dress

with a beaded

flower-and-leaf design

in silver, peach, and crystal.

BEA:

Josette is wearing

a silver-and-pink

silk lamé evening dress

decorated with gold-beaded

and lilac-embroidered panels.

EVIE: The silver-and-pink

organza overskirt

has organza cuffs

and bows on the hips.

BEA:

Juliet is wearing

a gunmetal-blue

silk georgette evening dress

heavily beaded and worn

with matching evening cloak

trimmed with bugle beads.

EVIE:

Coral and pink sequins and beads

adorn the evening dress

which Catherine is wearing.

The hand-painted and padded

silk evening cape

completes the ensemble.

BEA: Beneath Nicole's

printed-silk velvet evening cape

is a cream-silk crepe evening

dress with gold-leaf print.

EVIE: And to conclude

our evening section,

Jessie is wearing

a green-and-gold

woven lamé cocktail dress

which has silver and gold motifs

and bugle-bead tassels.

[ Music continues ]

[ Music ends ]

BEA: And now the House of Eliott

proudly presents...

I knew it.

They've gone too far.

BEA:...its day-wear collection

for 1925.

EVIE: Pink silk corduroy

was used for this suit

with multicolored embroidered

and beaded collar cuffs

and front panel.

[ Music continues ]

BEA:

This driving suit

in abstract-patterned silk,

chenille, and velvet

has a jacket

with a striped velvet skirt.

The blouse is in silver

and brocade,

and the hat is a tan velvet.

EVIE:

This brown-, pink-, silver-,

and orange-chevroned

wool driving coat

is trimmed

with brown piqued rug wool

on the collar, cuffs, and hem.

It is worn with

a brown leather driving helmet

and a man's shirt and tie.

[ Audience murmuring ]

BEA: An afternoon coat now

in eau de Nile silk velvet

with multicolored

silk-embroidered front panel.

The flower detail of the collar

and cuffs have a gold braid

and bead finish.

The green silk underdress has

a matching embroidered hem,

and a complementary

green straw hat

is trimmed with green shot silk.

It was as if...they didn't know

what to make of it.

Evidently not very much.

Every single one of them

a joy to wear.

Oh, come on.

You mark my words.

People will be fighting

to buy them.

Thank you, Jessie.

Well, there's an undeniable vote

of approval.

Very much a minority one,

I'm afraid.

We did our best, Bea.

You took some very brave

decisions,

and I'm proud of you both.

I'm sure you'll understand

that this is most embarrassing

for me,

but the member of my staff

who was appointed

to oversee the pieces assures me

that the earring was not amongst

those items returned to him.

And you, of course,

trust him implicitly.

My staff are above suspicion,

Miss Eliott.

As, indeed, are ours,

Mr. Dunsop.

Nevertheless,

the earring is missing.

Then render an account for it,

Mr. Dunsop,

along with that for its

guardian's time, of course.

Good day.

Let's just be thankful

that it wasn't one

of the more expensive pieces.

Of course.

But with respect,

any future loaning of jewelry

to the House of Eliott

would be quite

out of the question.

Good day.

I'm not even sure there will be

a House of Eliott.

[ Door closes ]

Oh, Bea, the reviews

weren't all lukewarm.

Some people understood

what we were trying to do.

[ Indistinct conversations,

engines revving ]

My lady's token!

Drive carefully.

[ Engines revving ]

I might have known

all I'd see of him

would be the smoke

from his tires.

You may just see him take

second place.

Come on.

[ Birds chirping ]

It's beautiful.

It was so dilapidated.

I didn't realize so much

had to be done just for a film.

- [ Chuckles ]

- Not just for a film.

I've leased it for us.

You said you wanted somewhere

to run away to,

and we can both work here.

Jack!

[ Engines buzzing ]

He's done it.

He's taken second place.

Blimey!

What is it?

- MAN: He's crashing.

- EVIE: Which car is it?

[ Crowd gasps, shouts ]

I'm not sure.

Second- and third-place cars,

I think.

Evie!

Evie!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Evie!

Let me.

[ Engines buzzing,

indistinct shouting ]

Mine, I believe.

James.

Come on.

James, shouldn't you just --

There's nothing to be done,

I'm afraid.

James, you can't

just leave him --

He's dead.

It happens, Evie.

Harry knew it's part

of the price we all have to pay

for the thrill.

Evie?

Evie!

Evie!

You wanted to see me, Miss Bea?

Oh. Yes, Tilly.

Come in.

Sit down, please.

Evie and I just wanted to

thank you for all your help

in getting the collection

finished on time.

You showed a lot of initiative.

Oh, well, I knew you

and Miss Evie were busy,

what with Madge and Mrs. Ranby

being ill and everything.

Tell me, Tilly --

Is it difficult to adjust

to working under Madge

now that she's back?

Oh, no.

No.

I'm just glad she's better.

Although I did enjoy

taking charge.

Good.

So you won't mind if we

appoint you head seamstress

of the tailoring workroom.

Thank you.

We thought you deserved

a second chance.

I'm gonna try and manage

the best I can.

Good, Tilly.

And I also understand that it's

not the only new situation

you'll be taking on.

That's right, Miss Bea.

Me and Norman

are getting married.

Tilly, that's wonderful.

You're going to let Evie and I

design your wedding dress

for you.

- Oh, I --

- Please, Tilly.

It would be our wedding gift

to you,

if that's all right with you.

Sorry to be so late,

Miss Eliott.

I meant to be here

when you arrived.

Excuse me a moment.

I never know how she manages.

Manages?

With her husband being as ill

as he is.

Anyway, thanks again, Beatrice.

I really did enjoy

the experience.

So if you require mannequins

in the future, please do ask.

Yes.

I will, Jessie.

Thank you very much.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Alice, I only wished

we had known.

There must have been so many

occasions when you needed time.

Please, Alice, in future --

He's dead.

[ Gasps ]

Frank died last night.

Alice, I'm so sorry.

I will, of course,

have to take time off

for the funeral next week.

Yes.

Of course.

Alice, please go home now.

Take all the time you need.

Would you mind very much

if I didn't?

There isn't anything left now,

you see.

Nothing but my work.

[ Door opens ]

Bea.

Oh, I'm sorry.

ALICE:

It's quite all right, Miss Evie.

I've got Mrs. Greenway due

in a minute.

I'll just check

the fitting room.

Evie, Alice's husband died

yesterday.

Oh, Bea.

I told Jack's parents

that I thought interfering

in the lives of our staff

was an act of patronage.

But if we'd known, Evie,

we could've helped Alice.

Perhaps Alice wanted to keep it

separate.

This place may have been

her only refuge from it all.

Oh, poor Alice.

Was there something

you wanted to show me?

It seems rather trivial now.

It's an article.

A retrospect, now all the

collections have been shown.

[ Sighs ]

"It must be said,

albeit rather blatantly,

the House of Eliott provided the

only spark of true originality

amid an otherwise lackluster

season of collections."

Ought at least to be good

for the odd commission.

Well, let's hope so.

BEA:

Thank you. Goodbye.

Evelyn Webb's daughter-in-law

has just ordered two evening

gowns.

She read an article

in American Vogue

and has just left Hussars

for us.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

I haven't seen

the latest edition.

"Those seeking originality

have scant choice

when from a host of collections,

only the House of Eliott emerged

as truly innovative."

- [ Telephone rings ]

- Oh!

[ Chuckles ]

House of Eliott.

Madge, my girls have got through

with all the straight stitching

they've got,

so if you need any staff

coming through, I can take it.

At the rate the orders

are coming in,

I could do with letting you.

Tilly?

It's arrived.

Oh, the silk!

Oh!

EVIE:

Isn't it beautiful?

You look like something out of

Mr. Maddox's pictures in that.

It's lovely material.

AGNES:

And to complete the picture...

We all chipped in to get them

for you.

You girls.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Thank you.

I can boast that you're not the

only one in demand these days.

Not another offer

from a rival studio.

Two, actually.

Oh, Jack, that's wonderful!

[ Laughs ]

We must celebrate,

just the two of us.

We're committed to this affair

tonight, but soon...

Tomorrow.

Oh.

Can't tomorrow.

Wednesday.

No.

Working dinner.

On Thursday,

Eleanor Rice is coming in

for a late appointment.

We're doing her cruise wardrobe.

And after that,

I'm away on the new film.

But soon, yes?

Yes.

Soon.

[ Laughter,

indistinct conversations ]

Jack.

Well, fashion and film.

And equally successful at both,

I understand.

Thank you.

Jack, I must have a word

with you.

Excuse me.

[ Sighs ]

Uh, Miss Eliott?

Scott Williams,

fashion correspondent for --

For Couture,yes.

I believe the magazine has quite

a discriminating readership

on your side of the Atlantic.

Ah.

Quite so.

Which is why I think that they'd

be interested in knowing more

about you

and the House of Eliott.

- Really? [ Chuckles ]

- Yes.

If, uh, you could spare

the time,

perhaps we could, uh,

have an interview.

Now?

Yes.

Why not?

Well, um...

I don't see why not.

Excellent.

You know, I think that the use

of color in your collection

is quite unique.

Thank you.

I know I'm hopelessly early.

But I couldn't believe

you finally returned

one of my calls.

I've been busy.

And I wanted to see you

properly.

Well...

As long as everything's

all right now.

No.

James, I meant I wanted to

explain properly.

Evie...

I know you were upset that day

at the racetrack, but I...

Well, I did rather think

you cared for me.

I gather I was wrong.

No.

James, I could love you.

But that --

that's precisely why I can't

bear to be with you anymore.

Caring about someone who loves

danger more than he loves me.

But, Evie, it isn't like that.

I don't love the danger,

the excitement more than you.

It's just a part of who I am.

I need challenge.

I know.

And I know just as well

that there's no use asking you

to change.

But, James, I just can't sit

and watch you flirt with death.

I once knew someone like you.

Evie, any man worth his salt

takes risks.

James, it's easy to find ways

to die.

Can't you see if you're so

careless with your own life,

you'd be just as careless

with my love?

That's why I have to say

goodbye, James.

- You don't mean this, Evie.

- I do, James.

I may regret it more

than anything I've ever done,

but I do mean it.

Goodbye, James.

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