All language subtitles for The House of Eliott - S03E07 - Episode Thirty-One.eng

Baldrow Square, if you
please, the House of Eliott.

Sloane, 8-6-2-9, please.

Oh, thank you, I need that.

Nervous about the Aurora?

Supposing the press
think it's dull, passé,

the House of Eliott's
unadventurous new venture.

You've been making up
headlines all night?

Well it is exactly what
they would want to hear,

Maison Gille, Monsieur Duroque.

A-ha, the Duchess of
York wants to buy

the entire Aurora Collection.

Sloane, 8-6-2-9.

Joseph?

Where?

We didn't send for them?

It's all right, Mummy
will be back in a moment.

No, not at all, you were
right to disturb me.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Something wrong?

Joseph thinks he may have seen

some copies of the
Aurora Collection.

Copies, where?

Stone and Wilkinson, he
passed it on his way to work.

Well how could there be?

I don't know.

I hope he's wrong.

He keeps saying there's
no need to be alarmed,

but I can just hear him
trying to convince himself.

I shall have to go in.

I'll just get Lucy settled.

There.

She always sleeps in
the morning anyway.

Henry and I have got this
meeting at the House.

Henry won't mind if
you put him off.

Darling, it's a Committee
of MPs.

You know, this bill
of Tom Patterson?

Yes, I'm sorry, it went
completely out of my head.

Well, I shall just have
to take her with me.

Do you mind dropping us there?

No, of course not.

I hope I haven't bothered you
unnecessarily, Miss Eliott.

Well, Joseph, I hope you have.

I checked the books
just in case somehow...

But there's no record
of any dealings

with Stone and Wilkinson.

You said you thought
you saw copies?

Well at first I thought
they were the real thing,

and then when I got
closer there seemed to be

something not quite
right about the colours.

Now, to be absolutely frank,

I'm beginning to wonder
what I saw.

Do you remember which
designs they were?

Just the jersey suit and
the wool three-piece.

And they were identical to ours?

Well, some things seemed
to be different.

There was no collar
on the three-piece

and I don't think I saw
any edging on the jersey.

Was this just in the one store?

I only passed the one store.

Who else has seen these designs?

Nan Bayliss, from
Style and Beauty?

She's a respected journalist.

Well, could someone
in her office

have got hold of Miles'
drawing somehow?

Or through Miles, one
of his friends maybe?

Ah.

What?

Well, the most likely is someone

from the ready-to-wear premises.

Do you remember what Katya said
about seeing those dresses?

If only I'd checked.

That was my fault.

I can't believe this.

This could just be
a coincidence.

Perhaps we should have
another word with Katya.

I'll go and get her.

Good morning, Miss Eliott,
I'll be back in a moment.

B.

Well, I was hardly going
to sit at home, was I?

Is it true?

I don't know.

Joseph could have been mistaken.

All he's seen is a
couple of suits.

Where's he gone?

To fetch Katya.

She saw some dresses at
the ready-to-wear premises.

She told Joseph she thought
the fabric was different.

And no one bothered to tell me?

It seems likely they
were the copy dresses.

Has anyone spoken
to Larry Cotter?

No, I've only just got here.

Right.

Shall I take her for
you, Miss Eliott?

Thank you Katya.

Yes, Ambassador 0-9-0-2, please.

What time does Larry's workshop

usually start in the morning?

For the last month,
seven o'clock?

Seven?

It was quite a rush at the
end, the fire set them back.

It's 25 past eight.

I think you and I
should go and see

what is in this window, Evie.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

which was shed for thee.

Drink this in remembrance
of him and be thankful.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

which was shed for thee.

Drink this in remembrance
of him and be thankful.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

which was shed for thee.

Drink this in remembrance
of him and be thankful.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

which was shed for thee.

Drink this in remembrance
of him and be thankful.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

which was shed for thee.

Drink this in remembrance
of him and be thankful.

The blood of our Lord,
Jesus Christ.

And he said to her
to either get out

or tell Charles Quance
to stay away.

Well she can hardly
do that, can she,

working alongside him
in the same room?

You're not telling me
she's left her Jerry

and gone to live
with Mr Charles?

Yeah, yeah I am, she just said,

"all right, I'll get out then",

and she did, very same night.

What are they up to?

No good, from what you've
been telling me.

They don't 'alf look like
they've got the hump though.

Morning, Betty.

Agnes.

Madge not in yet, is she?

No, I don't think I've
seen her come in.

Where were the Miss Eliotts
and Joseph off to, Charles?

Business appointment.

You're right?

Huh?

About him and Madge, guilt
written all over his face.

I don't think he should
feel guilty,

I mean, he deserves
some happiness.

If you can call living
with Madge happiness.

Anyway, it doesn't
excuse her living in sin.

Morning, Madge.

Morning.

Crystal?

You didn't mention anything
about the price labels.

They weren't there earlier.

It's practically half
what we're charging.

No wonder,
look at the fabric.

They've certainly skimped
on the pleats.

They've been pretty mean with
the wrap on the skirt too.

Look at that, there's
no detail at all.

I just want to pinch
myself and wake up

and find none of this is true.

Morning, Madge.

Morning, Mr Charles.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Come on, who was it
on the telephone?

Just a buyer from
Carlisle and Ross, they...

I want to speak

to one of the Miss
Eliotts or Mr Wint.

I am sorry, but I-

I am sorry Sir, but both
the Miss Eliotts

and Mr Wint are out on
a business matter.

Excuse me.

Are they likely to be long?

Well, I really couldn't
hazard a guess.

Would you like to make an
appointment for another day?

I should prefer to see them

as soon as possible, thank you.

I'll wait.

Would you care to take a seat?

Was that Mr Robson, the
buyer from Bancrofts?

Yes, how did you know?

Well, he placed a big order
for the Aurora Collection.

Sorry I'm late.

Oh Tilly, you're frozen.

Feel those hands.

Why don't you go and
sit by the stove?

You've got time.

Do take a seat.

Thank you.

It's such a privilege
to meet your both.

Naturally I follow you with
a great deal of interest.

Now, what can I do for you?

We would like to inquire
about the Crystal Collection.

It is rather chic, isn't it?

Indeed it is.

We were wondering
who supplied it?

Well, one of the manufacturers

of our own ready-to-wear
lines, as it happens.

What was his name?

Cotter.

Larry Cotter, from Bayswater?

You know him?

Naturally this time he
had his own designer,

a young woman.

Of course, you must
know her too.

She's a former employee
of yours.

Quite a recommendation.

To be honest, it was
one of the main factors

when we decided to take
the Crystal Collection.

Grace.

That's right, Grace Keeble.

Does you credit.

What's Patterson like?

Uncompromising, indefatigable.

He sounds intimidating.

No, no, not really,
but I wish we had

Archie Lovett back in the House.

Is he going to run for
Parliament again?

Oh, Newford by-election.

Ah, there's Patterson now.

He's absolutely determined
to turn

this campaign into legislation.

Despite a Tory majority?

That's not the only problem.

First we have to convince
our trade unions friends.

The London County Council
has agreed to implement

safety precautions on
all their building sites.

They've restricted their
working week to 48 hours.

Now, I believe this is something

we should now address
at a national level.

Mr Morgan.

In principle, I don't
disagree with Maddox,

but the LCC is a very
special case.

Absolutely.

It is not after any profit
and it is Labour run.

We're not trying to prevent
people making a profit.

But that's how they will see it,

you're talking about employers,
people like the mine owners.

They'll never accept it.

Do you really believe
they are likely to accept

a measure that seriously
threatens

their own selfish interest?

I know many won't, that's
why I'm here.

I have been round building
site after building site,

factory after factory,

very few employers see the
welfare of their workers

as a reason to raise costs.

The only way to achieve
progress is through legislation.

George.

You wish with this bill

to press for a national
minimum wage?

It would be one of
its major clauses.

That'll kill it from
the word go.

It's an essential part.

So long as we have
people working

for less than a living wage,

they will be forced by poverty
into these slave labour hours.

If you start meddling by
introducing a minimum wage,

the employers will just
use it as an excuse

never to raise wages
above that minimum.

Here, here.

You force factories out of
business by raising their costs

and you'll end up putting
even more men out of work.

I don't think that follows.

At present, far too many
factories employ one man,

where they should be
giving jobs to two.

If we can enforce the
restriction on working hours,

we will actually create
employment.

That's absolute rubbish.

Factories won't bear the cost.

May I ask, were you
put out of work

as a consequence of
the General Strike?

No.

I hardly think that is relevant.

It most certainly is.

There are far too many
people in the Labour Party

dictating what the working
man should do

in the name of some ideal,

when they've no idea what
it's like to be a working man.

Here, here.

Over this past year, we've
learnt the art of the possible,

what we can do.

We're all wasting our time here.

Surely that doesn't
mean we shouldn't fight?

It doesn't mean the
whole party has to

abandon its principles,
roll over and die.

The Labour Party stands for
fair shares, human dignity.

If you allow expediency
to prevent you

from even attempting
to do what is right,

you will end up destroying
everything

that it has ever stood for.

Right under our noses.

What are we going to do?

Find them, find out
exactly what they've done.

After all it could just
be the one store.

Well unless they had an entire
factory we didn't know about

they can't have made
so many clothes.

How many seamstresses
were we employing there?

20.

And they'll have been
up to their necks

getting the Aurora
Collection ready.

So we were told.

You came to us offering
an exclusive

ready-to-wear collection
and now I find

that Foresters', Stone and
Wilkinson and Peter Clegg

are selling replicas on
the very day we launch.

I apologise Mr Robson,
but I do assure you

the first we knew about
it was this morning.

The clothes are very
substandard.

I'm quite sure none
of your customers

would contemplate buying them.

Do you imagine our
customers would buy

the Aurora Collection
once they know

that any waitress can be
seen in a cheap imitation?

As far as Bancrofts
is concerned,

you've broken your contract.

Not intentionally.

This is as much of a mystery
to us as it is to you.

If you cannot run your
business competently

I have no wish to
continue dealing with you.

I had understood that
the House of Eliott

was a professional firm.

I should have known better than

to put my trust in two women.

If you are here simply to
throw insults, perhaps-

I am sorry Miss.

My main object in coming
here was to ensure

that Bancrofts get
a complete refund

of the payment we advanced
on the collection.

That is utterly
unreasonable, we've invested-

I should have expected
you to have had the grace

not to try and enter into
any dispute over this.

However, since that's
your attitude,

unless the money is paid in
full by the end of the week

you will hear from
our solicitors.

I shall contact our bank.

Your cheque will be
with you tomorrow.

Good morning, Mr Robson.

Good day, Miss Eliott.

Did you have to give
in that easily?

Evie, we are going
to be laughed at

and vilified by all our rivals.

Do you want us to be dragged
to the courts as well?

I'm going to ask Katya
to take Lucy home.

I don't believe it.

Joseph, Mr Wint, saw
some of the garments

in the window of Stone
and Wilkinson,

on his way to work this morning.

Who'd do a thing like that, hey?

It'll be something to do
with that Larry Cotter,

I'll be bound, I've never
been able to stand him.

Just 'cause you don't
like him, Madge,

there's no reason to
go round accusing him.

Oh, well, who else could
it be, you tell me that?

Could just as easily be
that young man, Miles.

Well, he done all their
Aurora drawings

and he's got a motive,
with Miss Evie going off

with that artist friend of his.

Will there be a lot of trouble?

Well if they've got the buyers
coming round after them,

and it's not surprised
either, is it?

They're not gonna stomach having

clothes in the window that
look like cheap stuff.

Oh, that's rubbish,
Madge, folks know quality-

It's not rubbish, Betty,

this could ruin the
whole lot of us.

I must say, I was a
bit thrown to find

so much opposition
from our own side.

You've probably persuaded
some of them already.

They all know you're right.

It's been a hard year,
a lot of ILP members

want to keep their heads down.

As for the Union-sponsored
members, like Gordon and Ernest,

they really have to
do as they're told.

Have you ever considered
standing for Parliament?

Me?

Why not?

The party needs men who
can still think positively,

and there's bound
to be an election

in the next couple of years.

No, when they asked if
I had lost my job,

had my wages cut,
they were right,

it's too easy for someone
like me to lay down the law.

That's precisely why
you'd be so useful.

You're beholden to no one.

The party needs new blood.

Besides, you're getting
quite a reputation.

Well what do the clothes
look like?

Like the Aurora, except
they've skimped on the fabric

and made minor changes with
collars, edgings, fastening.

Well how could they
have managed it?

Those seamstresses hardly knew

one end of the needle
from t'other.

Well half the time
they couldn't even

put a sleeve in properly.

Well, we only know
someone managed it.

Maybe Grace helped.

Miss high and mighty lowered
herself to stitching?

I don't believe that.

The House of Eliott,
Evangeline Eliott speaking.

What would you like us to
say to the girls, Miss?

In Manchester?

Just what we've told
you, thank you.

No, the Crystal Collection
was not made by us

but we'll certainly
be looking into it.

No, thank you, we're very
grateful for the information.

Goodbye.

That was the Manchester
Guardian Woman's Editor.

The Crystal Collection
is on sale there

in Sprig and Harris
and Plough Rights.

Larry said we shouldn't risk
being seen as provincial.

How did they connect
Crystal with us?

Through Style and Beauty.

What do they want?

An article for tomorrow?

Who was it?

I don't know.

But he was asking me
Miss Evie questions.

She looked that upset.

Poor Miss Evie.

It makes you wonder who
you can trust, doesn't it?

It does, yes.

So if any of you knows
anything that might be useful,

you're to come to Tilly
or me, you understand?

Yes Madge.

You wait for us.

It's Mr Wint, isn't it?

Yes.

Is there no one in the workshop?

No, Miss.

Have you come to pay us?

I sent our clerk with
your wages yesterday.

Yeah, and what about the
extra we was promised?

What?

You haven't seen
Mr Cotter today?

Not a sign.

We was all here this
morning, but the other girls

got fed up and went home.

This extra, was it
for extra hours?

We've done nearly
twice the normal

this last couple of weeks.

Tell me, were you just working
on the Aurora Collection

or were you doing some
other work as well?

More or less the same
thing really,

just different fabrics.

Did you make a lot in
these different fabrics?

Oh yeah, he said he had
orders coming from all over.

That's where the extra
money was gonna come from.

We will get our money, won't we?

I'm sorry, but we
have no knowledge

of the extra work
you've been doing.

However, we are determined
to find Mr Cotter,

and when we do we'll make
sure you get paid in full.

I'm so sorry.

All right for you
to be sorry, init?

Come on, Miss Eliott.

Excuse me, Miss Eliott?

Bertram Crowther from
the Daily Messenger.

I wonder if I might have a word?

It would be preferable
if you spoke

to Miss Eliott in our office.

I'm very sorry, I just
missed you there.

I just wanted to
know if it's true

that someone has pinched
the designs

of your first ready-to-wear
collection?

I'd rather not say anything

until I am better informed
myself, thank you.

I understand some
of your retailers

believe you've acted
fraudulently.

No, that's not true.

Are they demanding
their money back?

I suggest you ask them.

In you get, Miss Eliott.

Am I right that you're married

to the campaigner, Jack Maddox?

What's that got to do with it?

Nothing, they're just
after dirt these days.

Back to the House
of Eliott please.

Hello.

I've come to see Grace.

She's not in I'm afraid.

Do you mind if I see for myself?

Evie, why should I tell you
she's not here if she is?

I don't think you
ought to do that.

Why not?

It's hers, it's private.

Don't.

Did you know about this or
were you actually party to it?

Party to what?

After all, Miles, you
had far more reason

-to hate me than she did.
-Evie, I've never hated you!

What's all this about?

The Crystal Collection,
copied from the Aurora,

on sale at half the
price in London

and we think the provinces.

Do you really imagine I'd
cheat the House of Eliott

because of you and Daniel?

You think I'm that trivial?

If Grace has want of any
help, she'd have a damn sight

more sense than to come to me.

I'm sorry, it's been
an awful day-

Just go!

And when you see Beatrice, tell
her I won't be in tomorrow.

What?

I'm quitting.

Miles, I said I was sorry.

Oh, and that just wipes
everything away, does it?

No, of course it doesn't,
it was stupid to-

I really don't want to know.

I'll see you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Night.

Night, Madge.

Thinks we were born yesterday.

Here, Bet, you know when you
was working for Larry Cotter,

did you see anything?

Course not.

No, I'd have gone straight
to Miss Eliott.

Yeah, but you couldn't
have done that

without her knowing that
you was working there.

Oh, it was only Madge,
I didn't want to upset.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It's just, you don't
normally worry

about upsetting Madge,
that's all.

What are you driving at?

You're a right little
troublemaker, aren't you?

Tongue never stops wagging.

First it's Madge and
Charles, now it's me.

Do you think you haven't
caused me enough unhappiness

getting my husband put inside?

I'm sorry.

I should hope so.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Tilly?

Hmm?

Don't matter.

Do you never eat a proper tea?

There's not a lot of
point, cooking for meself.

I prefer books.

You can't eat books.

I'll get up early tomorrow
and go to the market.

We'll have to give that
pantry a good scrub first,

it's a rat's paradise in there.

Ella Cinders is on at
the Galmont tonight.

You haven't been listening

to a word I've been
saying, have you?

Here, does your husband
know you've come here?

Evening, Charles.

Dora, what are you doing here?

Can I come in?

What for?

Are you saying I haven't
got the right?

I heard you had company.

Yeah, this is a Madge
Althorpe, a colleague of mine.

That's what they call it, is it?

This is-

Dora Quance.

What?

His wife.

Back from the dead?

You're still here?

Yeah, chef said I could
wait until you got in.

Ah, that was nice of him.

Shall I take your coat?

I'm cold, Norm.

I've got to be going
soon though,

it's the first night
on at Drury Lane.

So we're going to be
rushed off our feet later.

I'm sorry, I didn't
know the time.

I've made you some tea.

It's rolled plaice, stuffed
with shrimps and lemons,

and a steam pudding for afters.

That's lovely.

Come on, let's get
that coat off you.

You should eat it
while it's hot.

I got this for you,

It's all about the
new ready-to-wear.

Yeah?

Did you go to church today?

Yeah.

Maybe I should come
with you next time.

I've gotta be going soon,
I'm sorry love.

That's all right, you've
got to work.

Are you gonna eat that?

Oh, and don't forget the
steam pudding for afters.

I love you, Tilly.

Madge, I can explain.

Oh yes, you can explain
anything.

Madge, please.

Why have you come here,
just to cause trouble?

This is my home.

You should have thought
about that

before you ran off with
your fancy man.

That's over now.

That doesn't give you the
right to come back here

and ruin in my life.

I'm still your wife,
and if she thinks

she can take what's mine-

How dare you?

Are you trying to make out

I'm some sort of
money-grabbing fortune hunter?

Well, what else are
you doing here?

It's not on his account,
I'll be bound.

That's exactly why I'm here.

Liar.

You're calling me a liar?

Yes, and a slut.

Would you please leave.

You heard, didn't you?

I asked you to leave this house.

You can't ask me to leave.

I want you to go, Dora,
and leave us alone.

I never want to see you again.

Don't you?

Well you will, in court.

It was you who deserted
me, and you know it.

There's no way you
can hurt me now.

Not in law, not in life.

Nothing.

You're welcome to him.

Sorry.

Quite a mouth on
her, hasn't she,

for someone who's been
run over by a bus?

I didn't want you to know.

I didn't want anyone to know.

She used to tell me I
was just half a man,

it was my fault we couldn't
have children.

And then she went, and
proved it was right,

'cause that's how I felt,

like a quarter of a man.

And that same day, I
read in the Herald

about this woman who'd
been knocked under a bus.

Oh Charles.

Is anything in your life real?

Yeah, you're real, Madge.

I don't feel up to scrubbing
out the pantry now.

It's cold in here.

I was looking forward to today.

The thought of so many
people wearing our designs.

All to have gotten angrier
and angrier inside.

I ended up being horrid
to Miles of all people.

He'll forgive you.

No, I went too far.

How could she?

How could she do it?

I know we didn't exactly get on

but I tried so hard to help her.

She may not have
seen it that way.

What do you mean?

Well, a lot of the ready-to-wear
was, after all, hers,

but the credit was all down
to the House of Eliott.

So was her salary.

Hello.

Hello.

You didn't eat your tea.

I'll have it tomorrow.

It matters to me too, you know.

Sometimes when I'm on
the tram or at work,

I find myself thinking

and I'm afraid I'm gonna cry,

right there, grown man, in
front of all the people,

and my heart just feels
huge with the sorrow.

But you have to get
on with things,

living.

I am getting on with living.

Are you?

I followed you again
this morning.

I wouldn't mind if it helped.

It does.

How?

I don't see any sign of it.

Tell me how?

When I'm there he's not lost.

Yeah, but he is, Tilly,
and you know it.

I'm not asking you to be happy,
but you don't talk to me.

Sometimes it feels like it's
not just William that's died.

Stop it.

I'm sorry.

I just don't know what to do.

I'm so tired, it's been
really busy at work.

I wasn't after anything,
nothing like that.

I just wanted some comfort.

She wanted to be a designer

And all she got was
the ready-to-wear.

And the chance to learn.

Well how long was she
expected to go on doing that?

Working on something you
can't put your heart into.

Are you taking her side?

You asked me to explain.

Why are you so good at
understanding everybody else?

I thought that she
was my friend.

If she was frustrated
with the work,

she could've come to me,
I would have understood.

I would've loved to
have been a painter,

have all of that freedom,

but life doesn't work
out like that.

And just because you can't
do exactly as you please,

it is no reason to be
deceitful and dishonest.

Is it?

No.

Katya should be here by now.

Not to worry, I can
hold the fort.

Oh darling, this is hopeless.

We must get a proper nanny.

I had an agency number
somewhere.

Calm down, there
isn't a problem.

I don't have any meetings today.

Oh, I'm so sorry,
I forgot to ask

how you got on yesterday.

Well, it was fairly daunting,

all those trade union
war horses,

but I don't know, I don't
think I came over too badly.

Tom Patterson was actually
suggesting I stand

as an independent Labour
candidate at the next election.

Really?

Really.

Joseph, when did
these come back?

As I was unlocking.

I thought I should get
them out of sight.

Let me give you a hand.

I'll just answer this first.

The House of Eliott,
Evangeline Eliott speaking.

Mrs Fitzwalter.

Well would you like to make
an appointment for later-

I see.

Which newspaper was this?

Well thank you for
letting us know.

Good day.

Joseph, have you seen the
newspapers this morning?

Only the Times, there
was a short paragraph.

We'd better get on with this.

What did the paragraph
have to say?

The Mail and Express
both have advertisements

for the Crystal Collection
and this,

"Cut Price Couture: if you
want House of Eliott designs

"at a price that doesn't
burn a hole in your pocket,

"you'll find them at"-

What's this?

It's in over 20 shops.

We're not going to
sell anything now.

Shall I get these out of
the way for you, Miss?

Yes please, Madge, thank you.

This work wasted.

How anyone could stab
them in the back like that

just beats me.

I assume Cotter will
have a similar agreement

with the retailers to the one
we negotiated on the Aurora.

In which case I would imagine
they'll be paying the balance

once the garments are sold.

Yes?

Well, he's very unlikely
to have omitted

to instruct them where
to send the money.

So we may well be able to trace
him through the retailers.

Well I just wish we
could find a way

to stop them selling
his collection.

We could offer them
the Aurora instead.

They won't want to pay
that sort of price.

We lower the price.

Down to their level?

No we can't.

No, what we can't do, B,
is let Grace and Larry win.

We'd stand to lose
a lot of money.

We have rails full of
clothes in the workroom

that no one wants to buy,

that is going to happen
whatever we do.

I still think we
need to consider

any such action with
extreme caution.

The better stores might never
do business with us again.

Joseph, as long as the
Crystal Collection is on sale,

they won't anyway.

I agree with Evie.

I am prepared to risk
anything rather than

let those two get
away with this.

Agnes, can you finish
off the bottom loops

on Miss Harlcastle's ballgown?

I'm not halfway through
with this hem yet.

Betty's meant to be
working on that.

It may have escaped your notice,

but Betty isn't in yet.

Miss Harlcastle's due
at four o'clock,

so if you could just get
a move on, if you please.

Trust Betty not to turn up
when we've all this to do.

No message, nothing.

Well perhaps she's not well.

She seemed a bit out of
sorts to me yesterday.

Well she seemed right
as rain to me.

Well perhaps she's
had an accident.

Run over by a bus I suppose.

I think she's worried about
the carry on and that.

What did you say?

Me?

Nothing.

I thought you just said Betty
was worried about something.

Did you know she wasn't
going to come in today?

No.

What is it, Agnes,
something wrong with Betty?

No, I mean how could I know?

Look, nothing's wrong, cross
me heart and hope to die.

The contract is perfectly
in order.

I imagine it is,

the fact is the garments
themselves are copies

and it's a serious
embarrassment for us

they should be in the stores.

I appreciate that, Miss
Eliott, but I can't really see

what I'm expected to
do at this late stage.

We have a proposal.

Would you consider selling
the Aurora Collection

in place of the copies?

I think not.

Your prices are rather
beyond the reach

of most of our customers.

We'd be willing to lower them.

Our clothes are of
far better quality.

Material, finish, everything.

But we've already invested
in the Crystal Collection.

I have well over a
hundred garments in stock.

We'll take them, in exchange.

We have a signed contract
from Mr Cotter.

He's provided us with
good service in the past,

where our own lines
are concerned.

Even if I could break
the contract,

I wouldn't wish to deal with him

in such an underhand manner.

You don't class his
theft of our designs

as underhand then?

I'm sure there must've
been some misunderstanding

about that, Miss Eliott.

You only have to use your eyes,

they are House of
Eliott designs.

If you'll forgive me
for pointing this out,

the designs have a fair
number of differences.

They are simply details.

But it's details that count
in our business, isn't it?

That will be something
for the law to decide.

We would like to contact
Mr Cotter ourselves.

Presumably you must
have an address for him.

Waste.

Nevermind, onto the next one.

How did you get on?

Failed 100%.

Mr Miles is upstairs.

Evie, he only asked.

I only answered.

We must keep control
of ourselves.

I've been trying to
be polite all day

to those ghastly retailers.

You were so aggressive.

Yes, well your politeness
didn't seem

to be getting us very far.

We cannot afford to
lose our heads.

Coming from you.

What does that mean?

The fact is, B, if you bothered

to listen to me in
the first place,

we'd have never have
got into this mess.

You were keen enough to
go into ready-to-wear.

No, Donald thought it was
a wonderful idea, remember?

"Where the future lies",
"back Cotter's ambition."

It's easy to say now-

I said it then, B,

I said you could not
trust Larry Cotter,

but oh no, he's got good
business sense, drive, and
Grace.

The first thing she
tries to do is cheat us,

but she is so talented,
I have to take her on

to prove I'm not afraid of her.

Well if you had been
so suspicious,

why didn't you keep more
of an eye on her?

I seem to remember
you were happy

to spend all night at her
parties, mix with her friends.

I haven't had the advantage
of being on the spot,

but as far as I can see,
there wasn't much point

in you being there either.

No, you've had more
important things to do.

If this is about Daniel again,

please keep him out of it.

Yes, well I wish you had.

You just gonna stand
there all day?

Tilly, can I have a word?

What about?

It's private.

Joseph said I'd find
you up here.

Yes, I'm a fool.

It was the only decent thing
that's happened all day.

I know sorry is pointless.

It seems when I need my friends

I do my best to get rid of them.

Miles, I...

I really thought you meant it

when you said you were leaving.

Oh, I did.

There's nothing like a
night's sleeplessness.

Besides, I need the money.

We might not have any.

Do you want some tea?

I worried about it
all day yesterday

and I hardly slept
a wink last night.

Now she ain't come in, I dunno.

I'm supposed to be her friend.

I don't want to get her
in any more trouble.

Betty?

I could see she was
tired out, right?

I mean, you could hardly
take your hat off

without her biting
your head off.

So I asked her what
the matter was.

Now she said she was doing
some extra finishing work

and supervising the
ready-to-wear

'cause she was up to
her neck in debts.

Well hang on, let's
get this straight,

Betty was supervising
the ready-to-wear?

That was Madge's job.

Yeah, that's what she said,
and that Madge would be upset

so I wasn't to breathe a word.

She was doing it for Mr Cotter.

So you mean she was working
on the copies?

Well, she didn't say that.

Jack Maddox.

Hello Arnold.

An article?

Larry Cotter?

Yes, well the man's a scoundrel,

I wouldn't put anything
past him.

Wait, the House of Eliott?

Come off it Arnold, they're
most scrupulous of employers.

Was this one of your reporters?

I see.

No, no, no, I think we
should both talk to them.

Goodbye.

Bloomin' liberty, Betty
supervising and finishing.

She needs telling every
stitch of the way.

You're missing the point, Madge.

It may not be the point
to you, Tilly,

but that was my job.

Are you saying that Betty

may have been helping
on the copies?

Well I don't know for sure,

I'm only going by
what Agnes said.

Nah, I believe it.

Agnes must have got it wrong,
Betty wouldn't do that.

I'm not so sure about that.

No, that's what I think.

But then someone had to do the
work at that ready-to-wear,

'cause the girls there
just haven't got the skill.

Hey, have you said anything yet?

No, I wanted to see what
you would have said first.

I mean, if it isn't true,
Betty's got enough on her plate

without any of us making
it worse for her.

Where have you been?

Had a cup of tea with Miles.

Are those the Aurora accounts?

House of Eliott, Beatrice
Eliott speaking.

Oh Jack, I am so glad
to hear your voice.

Well, yes, I'll see you
here in half an hour.

Evie, we are now being accused
of running a sweatshop.

I still don't see a reason
to keep mum about it.

You know what Agnes is like,
you've said it often enough.

Supposing she's got the
whole thing back to front

and Betty ends up
getting the sack?

Oh good riddance if you ask me.

That's not charitable, Madge.

You know how hard=pressed
she is at the moment.

Plenty of people
have a hard time,

that doesn't excuse her

double-crossing Miss
B and Miss Evie.

I'm only recommending
that we wait

until we've heard her side
of the story, it's only fair.

And what about being
fair to them, hey?

Look, Betty told Agnes
she was working there.

Now not even Agnes would
that get that wrong,

and if you think about it,
why would they want her there

if it wasn't to work on
that collection of theirs?

And anyway, if she's innocent,
why stop at home today?

Even if she did do
it, what difference

does it make to them to
wait until the morning?

What makes you think
she'll be here?

All right, I'll give
her till morning.

You're a good sort, Madge.

"The celebrated London
couturiers

"Evangeline and Beatrice
Eliott have been using

"sweated labour in
order to produce

"their first venture into
ready-to-wear clothing.

"Seamstresses in a
Bayswater workshop

"had been working
80 hours a week

"in order to meet orders
on the Eliotts'

"much publicised Aurora
Collection."

That's rubbish.

That reporter, did you send him?

My reporters do their
own investigations,

just as Jack does.

"Yesterday morning these
women arrived at work

"to find their factory locked.

"They were never paid for
their long extra hours."

But that's nothing
to do with us,

we were up to date
with every penny,

they weren't working
long hours for us.

The point is, we
own the factory.

They were being paid
by the House of Eliott.

We've been paying for them
to work for Grace and Larry.

Not enough, unfortunately.

Let me continue.

"Beatrice Eliott is the
wife of Jack Maddox,

also a director of the
House of Eliott,

"who has over the
past few months,

"vigorously conducted a campaign

"to improve factory conditions,
in which he advocates

"a national reduction in
the working week to 48 hours

"and the introduction
of a minimum wage."

But he's got everything wrong.

It's absolutely wrong to blame

any of this on the
House of Eliott.

Then how is it the seamstress
from here

was supervising women at the
Bayswater factory premises?

The woman concerned was my
reporter's main informant.

That's not possible.

Who was it?

I'm afraid I'm not at
liberty to divulge.

Oh for heaven's sake,

if you're going to print
lies about us,

at least we can know
where they came from.

I'm sure inaccuracies
can be rectified.

Plainly you were duped.

But you're going to print it?

Of course he is.

I'm afraid our ignorance of
what happened is not a defence.

Look, my paper, like
your husband,

has been a consistent advocate

of improved factory conditions.

We have brought the
factories and the owners

most guilty of exploiting
their workers

to the attention of our readers.

I can't ignore this just
because Jack is a friend.

What do you say, Jack?

And I agree with Arnold.

I must simply weather
it if I can.

You will, but what about us?

Whose side are you on?

Wherever my sympathies are,

it doesn't alter what
I believe in.

I think I'd better go.

Yes, of course.

I'll make sure the article
clarifies your position.

Thank you for warning
us, Arnold.

Does nothing matter to you
apart from your campaign?

Well this is hardly going
to help my campaign,

but I have to do what is right.

Oh, I see, and it's
right to jeopardise

everything Evie and
I have built up.

Do you have to take
everything so personally?

Yes, because it is personal.

It's our life you're
talking about, Jack.

I'll see you at home.

He's meant to love me.

Of course he loves you, B.

I was horrid to you earlier,

it doesn't mean I
don't love you.

But you're always
on my side, Evie.

Tomorrow, in the Daily Messenger

there's going to be
an article claiming

that the House of Eliott has
been employing sweated labour.

I don't believe it.

It's true.

Apart from the fact
that the sweated labour

was for Mr Cotter and
Grace Keeble's collection.

I'd like to scratch those
twos' eyes out.

The worst thing of all
is that the reporter

got most of his information
from one of our staff.

You told us you knew
nothing about this, Madge.

We do now, Miss Eliott.

It was Betty Butcher.