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What a fine potpourri of guests.

Are you sure you don't want anything
else to eat?

Dancers don't eat.

Hungover, honey.
No, thanks.

Go on then, perhaps a side clump
of cheese. Breakfast like a king.

Yes, not "Breakfast like a bunch of
big fat greedy hippos."

Said with love.

Hah, she's a terrier.

Cuppa char for the workers, missus?

You!

Leslie has been teaching me cockney.

Spiros has been doing vital work
on Gerry's zoo, again.

And other jobs,
which are also vital.

Kalimera, kyries kai kyrioi.

- Kali-whatever.
- What did he say?

Letter from the naughty son
in Paris.

Postcard from the daughter in
Dorsetshire, not happy in her work.

Don't know what that is.

I never get any post.

Char.

Shoo.

Darling if you're going
to teach Spiros anything,

teach him how to leave his wife.

Yes, but are you joking?

Of course I am.

Hmm, well, I'm disappointed.

On our trip to Kalami, they seemed
ready to pack it all in.

Well, divorce isn't the done thing
here. More than anywhere.

Worse marriages than theirs
have lasted a lifetime.

Yeah, but the difference is you two
want to be together, and should be.

Well... let's just be grateful for
having him around the house.

I used to be fairly annoying,

but you are an absolute genius
at it.

Eight times seven?

Seven.

You'll hurt your eyes if you stare
at me that hard.

You're not a proper teacher.

Well, you're not a proper child.

Good.

We're popping out for some victuals.

You do that, Geoff.

It's Geoffrey. We don't foreshorten.

Thanks.

Prunella.

It's Prue. Or Prudence. Or Ma'am.

She's teasing, Auntie.

Well, I get paid even if we do
nothing.

I love Margo,
but she spells like a lunatic,

and thinks Africa's a country.

Well, it doesn't matter,

because her mopey pupil doesn't care
what Africa is,

or if it's spelt at all.

Margo's tough,
I'm sure she'll break her,

like a strong mare wrestling a
troubled young pony into submission.

Perfectly normal image.

Louisa, cup of tea? Appointment?
Quick hysterectomy?

I must get back to my guests.
With their medical supplies.

Ah, Countess De Torro,
more ointment for her erysipelas.

Lumis and Harry need
petroleum jelly, don't ask.

And our dancer Veronica...

..I'm too embarrassed
to say that out loud.

No we don't stock that.

You'll need to go to a shop
in Sodom or Gomorrah.

I detect an air of decadence among
your household.

You sound like
a Victorian magistrate.

Frankly, with Europe so doom-laden,

why not swim naked, or spend the day
in a hammock with your "friend"?

I'm just thinking how you may be
regarded by my fellow Greeks.

Especially with Spiros
in your house.

He's building the zoo!

Very slowly.

Mind you, I did hear
that his wife's a real flirt.

Hmm, that's your my-lips-are-sealed
face!

'..helped by Galini,
who I spend most days with.

'And not just because she looks so
nice, though that is good too.

'We are planning to stay up
the whole night watching badgers.

'Lots of love, Gerry.'

'Dear Gerry. I write this in
immediate reply before I forget

'what's in your letter,
as I am generally consumed with me,

'but you know that.

'You and Galini sound like a match
made in zoic.

'Look it up.'

No, Roger, that's for Galini.

She loves beetles.

Hello.

Hello.

What is in your hand?

Just some matches.

I might go and get some...
smokes later, so...

My friend has a new motorbike.

Yes, yes.

Well, let's hope he doesn't
fall off it and die.

Oh, little bastard's eaten
all of my matches.

Anyway, I've got to, erm...

..go.

Oh shut up.

I'll be down later.

It's your friendly local parent.

And her perky handyman.

What's wrong?

Nothing you can help with.

Has something escaped?

You were so upset when your mink
burrowed to freedom.

There's more to me than animals,
you know.

Is there?

No I mean I know there is but...
that's your life.

You know they're hungry downstairs.

You feed them.

Come into town with me.
I'll buy you a lolly.

Don't want a bloody lolly.

You love a lolly.

Well, I'm not loving a lolly
any more.

Hello, Margo.
How was my angel today?

Oh, you know Maud!

What did you study?

Don't go on, you old fool.

Um, I'm taking Maud's siblings away
on a trip, so,

I'd really appreciate it if
you and your aunt and uncle

would look after her for a week.

No that's not a good idea.

All expenses and double
your weekly rate.

Sit her in a corner with a book.

For a week?

Oh, thank you so much!

Maud, Miss Durrell would love
to have you for the week.

She'll come tomorrow
with her jim-jams.

And a new cheerful attitude.

Ugh.

I love having Spiros here.

He's brilliant around the house.

I know.

Florence says his Dimitra
has a roving eye.

Hmm. Can Dr Petridis fix it?

What?

Oh, no,
you're thinking of a lazy eye.

It's the opposite.

Uh, the opposite eye?

No, the opposite of lazy.

Hard-working?
Spiros' wife has a hard-working eye?

No, she's interested in other men!

All right!

Oh, gosh.
I wonder what Spiros thinks.

I suspect he turns a blind eye,
for the sake of his children.

Mm. Do you think she
actually has affairs?

I doubt it, otherwise why would
Spiros stay with her.

Much like Germany vis-a-vis Austria,

the two big American sissies have
annexed the hammock.

Maybe we should have a rota.

Yes good, good,
you organise that, Basil.

Another warm one.

One's thoughts
take a turn to the physical.

I suggested to Veronica that...

she and I might get to know
each other better.

What did she say?

Well, I think her exact words
were, er,

"No. No. God, no.
Why would I do that?"

♪ Let me call you sweetheart ♪

♪ Because I love you... ♪

Ooh!

Oh, Gerry, your room smells again,
please bathe your locusts,

or sprinkle them with cologne,
or something.

Rude.

Whoa, that's a monster!

You don't send in a boy's tool
to do a man's job.

It's how you use it,
though, isn't it?

That is so true.

You two are scrumptious together.

Evening, Basil.

Evening.

I was just mulling over what you
said earlier,

about you not having a lady in your
life.

Well,

you must've noticed Mrs Hakaiopulos
taking a shine to you,

when we went to Kalami.

Do you think she did?

And her marriage with Spiros is
pretty much over, as you could tell.

You should call on her.

Go a'courting.

I'm...

..not in the habit
of seducing married women.

So, it's time you gave it a go.

She is a...

..very attractive woman.

She is.

And...

..you're a very attractive man.

I am. That's sometimes forgotten.

Not by Dimitra, that's for sure.

And you'd be doing us all a service.

Her, you, and Spiros, because he's
clearly had enough of the marriage.

All right.

I will give it a go.

This is rather uncharted territory
for me.

You must've chatted women up before.

No, they tend to make the running.

"Come on Basil, how about it?"
kind of thing.

Then we break up shortly afterwards.

It's not complicated.

Just go up to her, compliment,
compliment, smiley, smile, smile,

can I come in for a glass of water?

Bob's your uncle.

What if Spiros comes home?

He won't,
he's at our house all the hours,

and he said his kids are away
with their granny.

She's lonely, look.

Dimitra!

Basil!

What can I do for you?

Oh, look at you!

Come in!

Oh!
Cheers!

Hello? Hello?

Kalimera.

Pavlos, I'm being ignored,
do you know why?

Hello, Mrs Durrell. What?

They won't serve me.

Oh, well.

Oh, well? Why won't they?

They are closing for lunch.

No, they're not.

I must go to ring the bells.

Is it because I'm British?

Hope to see you in church.

If I give you some money
will you buy me a cucumber?

If that's supposed to be amusing,
it isn't working.

It's not supposed to be anything.

Your mother's paying for my time.
Do you hate her so much?

I would if I could be bothered.

The trickier you are,
the more isolated you'll become,

and the sadder you'll get.

What do you think you're doing?

I have the same question for you.

I think we need to get out
the house, don't you?

'Dorset seems boring,

'but look closer and it's unhinged,
I'm flipping telling you.

'Prue and Geoffrey speak in their
own tongue, which I call Prueffrey,

'and my devil-pupil, Maud
is from another planet,

'e.g. the dark side of the Moon...
if the Moon is a planet.

'Must go, you lovely man. M.'

'Margo, dearest.

'I thought was an ambitious
literary stylist,

'but you bring a peerless
set of quirks to the genre.

'You make a strong case
for the home counties,

'but I have Paris in the spring,
which glitters and hums.'

There's nothing else to do.

It's this or watch them
painting the bus stop.

Come on.

What happens now?

I dunno,
I've never been to a cinema either.

What do you mean we're immoral?

I don't think you are,

but Greeks can be very conservative,
you know that.

I, I tried to warn you.

So, what is it exactly that these
killjoys are objecting to?

I suppose it's a combination
of the skinny-dipping,

and your countess who keeps taking
off her wig.

Well it's hot, for a wig.

I know, but also a succession of
louche guests,

including an explosive Armenian
poet, a gun-toting colonel,

and your charming,
if homosexual, Americans.

Plus, you being close to Spiros.

You slipped that one in quickly.

Not my opinion, as I say,
and Larry's outrageous novel,

and the snakes in the garden.

Yes, all right, thank you.

Most people here love you.

And we love them,
and we love Greek culture.

How can we show that?

There's a local festival soon,
the Panegyri.

Get involved, go along.

So the locals can boo
and point at us.

Just tone everything down a little,
for a while?

- Apart from a few ophidiophobics.
- Who?

People who are scared of snakes,
Corfiots love Gerry's zoo project.

Well they can take it over,
because he's lost interest.

- What? No!
- I know!

I suspect Gerry's upset because
he's missing Larry and Margo.

Sibling love runs very deep.

Hmm...

..or, could it be about a girl?

Right, well you still look like
a wet Monday in Portsmouth,

so, we are going to talk about this.

Is it Galini?

Gerry...

She likes a bigger boy
with a motorbike.

I haven't got a chance, I look so
childish with all these animals!

Now she's moved on, I'll never
get a girlfriend with a zoo!

I don't want a girlfriend,
I want Galini.

Say that again,
but with breaths in between.

What's Galini said to you?

She didn't need to.

She was so happy with him.

She's never looked at me that way.

Oh, Gerry...

Gerry, most of this is in your head.

Look, she may have fallen for
another boy,

but she still likes you.

I don't want to be liked.

I want to be loved, like I love her.

It was animals
that brought you together,

and people don't just change
overnight.

Well, I have.

I need a motorbike.

Nonsense, you're barely... fourteen.

We might be able to afford
a new bicycle.

In a swish colour? New bell.

I don't want a stupid bell.

Well, those animals need
looking after and feeding.

I... loved that.

So did I.

I loved him, didn't you?

Yes. And her.

So... life can be quite exciting.

Oh, yes.

How's your girlfriend?

A bit of a handful.

I'm sure.

♪ ..let me love me too... ♪

Basil!

How'd it go?

I shall draw a veil over what passed
between us.

Oh, that bad, huh?

Look, actually I've been thinking,
it's a dangerous game we're playing

so maybe that's...

..not a bad thing.

I mean a gentleman never tells.

Suffice to say,
I received a warm welcome.

Warm?

Warm... to hot.

I don't think you should see her
again.

Oh, I see, you sent me in there

to clear the way
for your mother to be with Spiros.

All right, yes.

I'm now just realising it may
be more complicated than that...

emotionally.

I'll give your request some thought.

But it would be a shame to stop now.

We must just talk in French
from now on.

I'll take you through the regular
verbs tomorrow.

Yes.

After I've learned them.

Ah...

Tea.

Thank you.

Spiros, I fear we have a problem.

It doesn't feel like it.

I'm being sent to Coventry.

Where?

Well, it's a city
in the English Midlands,

with a very beautiful medieval
centre.

Oh, don't go.

No, no, it means...

Never mind.

And Theo says we're getting a
reputation as a house of ill repute.

Yes.

You knew?

I love my people but sometimes they
have too many opinions.

Like the English.

This will pass.

Wha... what are they saying?

That we spend too much time
together.

Well, that's all right.

And that your guest house should
be... shut down.

Now, thank you for gathering.

Get out of my chair.

Easy, Countess.

Maniac.

Now, you are all splendid people.

Ah, that's nice.

There's a but coming.
If only, darling.

- What?
- It's a rude homosexual joke.

Explain!
Butt as in buttocks.

Now, this is exactly the kind of
thing I want to talk about.

You want to talk about buttocks?

No, I want to talk about us getting
complaints about our morals.

How do you mean?

Locals have been gawping in at us
and have seen skinny dipping,

and you two snuggling up together,
and God knows what else.

And Argos the gobby Postman has been
spreading rumours.

Who bloody cares?

Well, I do,

if it means being snubbed in public
or having this place shut down.

OK.

We are all foreign, and we need
to work hard to be accepted,

and to embrace their culture,

and respect their traditional
way of life.

Countess, keep your wig on,
or off, or under a hat.

Veronica, wear a swimsuit.

It's not as fun.

You're telling me.
Not for us.

Don't worry, we'll behave.

Thank you.

We can repair
the damage and show them

how culturally sensitive
we really are.

Oh, hello Mrs Durrell.

And guests.

Lumis and Harry,
my American friends.

Pleasure to meet any servant
of the Greek Orthodox religion.

Me too. What an inspiring church.

My wife would adore this.

Mine too. Wish I'd had
all my children baptised here.

Sorry, it will be all in Greek.

Oh... Is it a long service?

Hope so!
Can't be too long!

Two hours and a half.

Kalimera, Argos.

Kalimera.

Letter from the Auntie in Dorset,
and another bill from the landlord.

Oh, efharisto.

Oh, oh, please,
would you like a cup of tea?

And some delicious local Samali.

We were just wondering
who could tell us

more about your lovely island.

Yes.

I'll invite our fabulous neighbours,
who we always mean to talk to.

I'm just re-reading the Iliad.

By the Greek author, Homer.

I must go. That was very fun.

Next time I suggest going to church
in Greece, throw me down a well.

Why do they all wear boring black?

Break out some orange.

It was the mad singing that got me.

Still here. Ah.

Goodness.
Hello.

Sorry.

What will they think of us now?

- And who can blame them?
- Indeed.

You're wearing long trousers.

Yeah, my long trousers.

You can't wear long trousers.
I, I'm not ready.

Come back here,
and put your shorts on!

Be ye not swotting?

Maud prefers to study
in the open air.

Oh?

- Where do you do it?
- Park.

Nice morning?

We're trying out new retirement
activities.

And we'd rather be dead than go
horse-riding again.

We'll be off then.

Maud's mother is a huge cheese
in the village.

We'll be damaged socially if you
lead Maud astray.

All right, keep your hair on.

Shall I finish the zoo?

Or we could turn it into a prison
for small children.

I'm sure Gerry will change his mind.

Till then, what a great excuse
to let a few go.

Starting with that frigging parrot,

weeks trying to get him
to say "kill Hitler", nothing.

No! You stop it!

He looks so pleased to see us.

You could just hug him.

Then make him into some shoes.

Kill Hitler, kill Hitler!

Is Basil all right?

He's rather nervy.

He seems fine to me.

Do you think he wants a lift?

Wherever he's going.

I doubt it.

'Then I might have made a bit of
a balls up over Basil and Spiros.

'By the way, I only wrote this
because Mother made us all write to

'you in order to
"look like a family".'

"Look like a family".

'So I'll say "goodbye" now then.
Best wishes, Leslie.

'Brackets Durrell.'

Leslie brackets Durrell.

Les, Les...

'Darling, solid, Les.

'A more grudging letter has
seldom come my way,

'but thanks anyway as I know writing
comes as naturally to you, as...

'..basket-weaving to a fish.'

Hello.

Yassou, Gerry.

I'm actually getting a motorcycle
too, so...

..can I have a go?

I don't think you know how to ride.

What makes you say that?

Gerry, I know you.

Do you though?

Right...

Yes.

I know.

Slow down!

Gerry!

Theo! Hello, decadent enemies of
the decent citizens of Corfu.

Don't! Look, we feel awful.

How can we make
people here like us more?

Leave the country.

I've told you, come to the Panegyri
festival I mentioned,

and see us as we really are.

Merry, welcoming, and eating
weird sheep's gizzards on a skewer.

I don't know.

Come on, you love the Greeks,
show us!

What does it involve?

Singing and dancing
in traditional costumes.

No, not doing that.

Yes, you are, it will be fun!

And repair your reputation.

Perhaps I should be a policewoman.

Yes.

Maybe don't tell your parents yet.

Life should be like this.

That's bad though, smoking in bed.

It's too dark.
Get them to put the lights on.

I fear that impairs the picture,
dear.

Where are they?

Sweet Jesus, that's too bright.

Margo!

Margo.

Margo.

We found old tickets in your jacket,
you unruly girl.

What will Mrs Kemble say if she
finds out that instead of learning,

her daughter's been consorting
in a pleasure-house?

It's only a cinema!

Films are so beautiful and
thrilling, stay and watch.

We have never been to the flicks and
we are not starting now.

It might help you to be more rounded
people, you know.

Sorry, sorry.

Yes, the hands, higher.

No, swing Mrs Durrell round, Leslie.

Hang on,
which way should I be facing?

Not there.

Down.
OK.

Down.

The chin up.

Watch Gerry, he's the best.

No, he isn't!

I've certificates
in country dancing.

Where is Basil? He never goes out.

I don't know.

Right, let's give up.

No!

We have till tomorrow.

If it's the last thing I do, I'll
make you look like you belong here!

Maybe they don't like us wearing
clothes of their culture.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

You're ready, come on.
Nice faces on.

This is the Sirto,
that we learnt yesterday.

Yeah.
Come on, come on, this is it.

- With your hands.
- Yes, yes, yes.

Boys in the centre.

Yes.

No, no, no, not like that.

Not that way, Mrs Durrell.

Whoa!

Leslie, no, not like that,
you're jumping too late. No!

Sorry, your foot, sorry.

You look gorgeous in that blouse,
by the way.

That was quite disappointing,
but we remain confident.

Yes.
Good twirling, Mrs Durrell.

Oh, well, thank you.

But try not to hit people
with your arms.

Leslie...

No I'm done. I'm gonna get us some
booze and snacks,

that'll endear us to everyone.

Leslie!
Leslie!

No. No, no, no, no, no.
Hello you two!

Hello.
Oh, thank you.

No, that's for the people over by
the dancing.

We're all there, Spiros, and so on.

D'you think you should...
go home, perhaps?

It is one of the choices, yes.

Which way are you walking?

Like this.

That way.

Oh gosh, that's erm,
that's actually on my route,

so er, I'll walk with you.

OK.

Bravo, bravo.

I hope that showed them we're not
just a bunch of crass foreigners.

Elate.

Look.

Oh, please be jealous,
please be jealous.

I feel so part of life here.

I'm so glad we could show it.

You certainly have.

They love you again. Hmm?

We're not decadent, are we?

Your son is kissing a girl
in the public square.

So he is.

Stop that, Gerry.

Ah, morning Spiros.

Ooh, that's a big bag.

Have you brought a special tool?

No, it is some clothes and things.

Oh!

Can I stay at your house
for a while?

Yes, of course.

Any reason?

Well that make sense, er...

It does. Well, there's lots of...

There is a lot of handyman work...

..with finishing the zoo.

Absolutely.

And there's no problems at home?

You know my wife and I
are arguing a lot...

..and last night it was worse,

she doesn't want me there...

..so...

Yes?

It is mainly about the hand...

The handyman work, yes, of course.

This is a good, practical solution.

An attic room is free,
so please make yourself at home.

Thank you.

Spiros is moving in for a while.

Oh.

Do you know anything about
what's happening at his home?

No, no I don't.

'The Mayor asks,
holiday-makers to tea,

'and look how many turned up.

'Maybe he didn't realise how many
people there were in Ramsgate.

'Waiter, fetch me a cup of tea.'

'This is a record of
the power politics of 1939.

'This is modern history
in the making.

'Cold-blooded, ruthless intolerance.

'They are pictures of Italy's
invasion of Albania.'

Albania's only two miles
away from Corfu.

I'm not very good at that part of
the world.

Let's get a book.

You don't understand.

'.., the occupation of Albania,
and the apparent delight...'

I need to go back there
to be with my family.

'..brought to you by courtesy
of the conqueror.'

So, how does your wife feel about
you staying here?

I'm not sure that matters to me
any more.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry. Why's that?

She seems to have a boyfriend.

Doesn't that make it easier for you
to be with my mother?

No, not that way.

If people know, it will bring shame
on me and my children.

And if I find out who it is,
I'll be in jail for murdering him.

You've continued the affair
with Spiros' wife haven't you?

If I have, and I have actually...

..it was your idea, so don't come
crying to me over spilt milk,

as it were.

It was a mistake.

I asked you to end it!

What is a red-blooded man to do?

For once I find a lovely woman,
in a bad marriage,

who laughs with me,
rather than at me.

Well, just so you know...

..Spiros will kill you
if he finds out.

And then probably me,
for setting it up.

Fine.

'Scout leader Demitrios is looking
for a successor.'

I'd be delighted.

The Royal ship
will sail past their house.

That's where we'll practice
our display for the king.

My family are in Corfu,
I wanna be with them.

Margo's back, everyone!

You know your wife
was having an affair.

You interfered in my life and my
marriage, I can never forgive you.

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