All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S03E08 The Bolter WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(elegant orchestral music)

- Pad, not paw.

Mask, not head, brush, not tail.

Pad, mask, brush.

Oh, there you are.

Tea?

- Yeah.

- James has been trying
to teach me the language.

You know nothing has tails.

Foxes have brushes,
and hounds have--

- St--

- Sterns, like ships.

And they're never called dogs,

and a crop isn't a
crop, it's a whip,

and as for horses, (laughs)

(Richard chuckles)

the nearer this weekend
gets at Somerby's,

the more I dread it.

- I know exactly how you feel.

I can still vividly remember
the first time I went to stay

at Southwold.

I made little lists
for weeks if it hadn't,

if I hadn't been engaged
for Marjorie,

I think I'd funked it.

- But you were different.

Well, you've been to a
smart school, and Oxford.

You were used to it.

- Oh, you'd be surprised
how naive I was.

After all, I was the son
of a poor country parson.

Quite successful
scholastically, I admit,

but then Greek doesn't
go down very well

in the billiard room.

Furthermore, I had committed
the appalling impertinence

of asking the eldest daughter
of an earl to marry me.

- But you knew everything
they did, their habits.

- Not a bit.

I couldn't play bridge, I
rode like a sack of potatoes,

when we went shooting, I could
feel old Walter Southwold's

beaded little eyes counting
every bird I missed.

And my man in London hadn't
put in a white-whiskered.

Oh, but things are quite
different now.

Be great fun.

And well the, the Newburys
are very easy.

You know them, don't you?

- We've dined with them
once, in London.

I liked Bunny.

I wasn't too sure
about his wife.

- Diana? Oh she's all right.

James and Diana have known
each other for years.

They're practically
brought up together.

In fact, Marjorie
thought one ti--

(sighs) I mean, um, we thought.

- What a suitable wife she
would've made for your son.

- Oh, no, no, not exactly that.

- She was so overwhelmingly
friendly, I nearly suffocated.

(Richard scoffs)

I'm sure I shall make the
most ghastly faux pas,

and James will be
dreadfully shamed.

- Now you just be yourself.

- I don't even know
what to wear.

Is it tiaras or turbans
at dinner?

- (chuckles) You'll need a maid.

- Yes, I know.

The thought of a strange woman
doing my hair horrifies me.

- Take Rose.

She always used to look
after Elizabeth.

She knows all about it.

- Hudson would have a fit.

- Oh, no, no, nonsense.

We've got that temporary
girl and the cleaning women.

I think we'll just
about survive a weekend.

- (chuckles) I'm sorry, Richard.

I'm being a bore.

- I think you'll be
a great success.

- Well, hello Father,
hello darling.

Just tried on my new britches.

The man says they're the best
pair he's made this year.

- Darling, how clever.

- Hm, or rather extravagant,

but deadly smart, all
those Meltonians.

- Hazel was just saying

how much she's looking
forward to going.

- Hm, oh yes, will be great fun.

-[Rose] Hat brush.

-[Edward] Yes.

-[Rose] Velvet pad.

-[Edward] Yup.

-[Rose] Gloves.

-[Edward] Yup.

- Two pair spurs, complete
with straps.

- Well, why he wants
two pairs, Rose?

- One blunt, one sharp,
depending on the horse.

- How would you fancy these

pressed into your tender
flanks, Rose?

- Boot paws.

- Yup.

- Boot jockeys.

- Ah, yup.

- Hunting whip.

-[Edward] Mm-hmm.

- Top hat.

- That's it.

- Boots, and that's all.

Now remember, Edward,
when we're there,

I am Ms. Buck, and
you are Mr. Barnes.

- Yes, Rose.

Hey, will I have to
help wait and all that?

- You will not demean
yourself by such a thing.

You're Captain Bellamy's
man and as such,

you will not lift a
finger to touch nothing

that isn't his.

Now like as not, we'll be
asked to take our meals

in a steward's room.

You'll probably be asked to
take in somebody else's maid.

- Ho-ho, I hope she's
a good looker.

- None of that Edward.

There's temptations
in them big houses.

(Rose grimaces)

- That's what I thought
weekends in the country

were for, Rose.

You know, a little bit
of what you fancy, eh?

(Edward scoffs) Oh, I
beg pardon, Ms. Buck.

I can see I've offended
your delicate sensibilities.

(both chuckle)

Come on, Rose, we're off.

(door closes)

(horses trotting)

(door creaks open)

(footsteps)

(doorbell ringing)

(dog barking)

(footsteps)

Hey, look at those bells, Rose!

Look, and Lord Charles
Gilmour, the Old Wheel room.

Captain and Mrs. Bellamy,
the Green Silk Room.

The Honorable Mrs.
Tewkesbury, the Pink Room,

Major and Mrs. Cochrane-Danby
in the Orange Room.

- Good evening.

Would you be the Bellamys?

-[Rose] Um, how'd you
do, Mr. Makepeace?

Mr. Hudson sent his
car in regards.

- Mr. Breeze, Lord
Newbury's man.

Mr. Makepeace is unfortunately
indisposed.

- Well, that's one
way of putting it.

- Ah, Cecile, the Bellamys.

Mademoiselle Ronber,
her ladyship's maid.

- I'm Ms. Buck, Mr. Barnes.

- Oh yes, you are in
the Green Silk Room,

and wish you to have
a very nice stay.

-[Henry] Footman!

-[Mr. Breeze] Henry.

- Oh.

- Come, that way.

- Thank you.

And now, Ms. Buck, may
I show you your room?

- Thanking you, Mr. Breeze.

- Not at all, Ms. Buck.

- Well, I said to him,
he should've known,

seal and Sandringham trousers
are pressed the same.

He doesn't know the first
thing, that man,

and that sort never learn.

-[Mr. Breeze] Aye, you
can't teach an old dog.

- That's right, Mr. Breeze.

He didn't even bring
Windsor livery.

- (clears throat)
I think I'll go up

and unpack now, Mr. Breeze.

- First floor, you'll
see the card on the door.

- Thank you.

(clock ticking)

(door closes)

- Nice-looking boy.

Nice, fresh complexion.

Well if I don't have
him, Cecile will.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby]
She was awfully cross

and he didn't a thing about it.

(all laugh)

-[Diana] There you are.

-[Bunny] Jimmy.

- Diana.

- I'm sorry, the train
was late. (smooches)

- Come over and get
warm and have some tea.

- Thank you, Bunny.

- James, I think you
know everybody.

- Kitty, Natalie, Charles.

Hello, Cochy.

- Ah.

- Hazel, I don't think
you've met Mrs. Tewkesbury.

- Hello.

-[Diana] Mrs. Cochrane-Danby.

- How do you do?

We've all heard so
much about you.

-[Diana] Lord Charles Gilmour.

- We've met, I think briefly
with your father-in-law

at the House of Commons.

- Oh, yes.

-[Diana] And Major
Cochrane-Danby.

- I say, how do you do?

Jolly nice to meet you.

- I didn't have a party.

I thought Hazel would
rather have a quiet weekend

after all the hurly-burly
of London.

- Thank you.

- Do sit down.

Bunny will get you some tea.

- Huh, oh, yeah.

- Tell me, what sort
of day did you have?

- Oh, pretty middling.

- Oh, Bunny, it was great
fun. (chuckles)

- Frank said it was
the best Friday

the corn have had this season.

-[Diana] Bunny got left as
usual and missed the hunt.

-[Major] Well, it was
a fox in Carrington.

-[Diana] That wasn't
Carrington's, that was
(mumbles).

- We left Ashberry Pastures
on our right

and went round Great Derby.

- Charles jumped the biggest
oxer you've ever seen

in your life.

- It was a good horse I
bought from the yellow man.

-[Diana] That's right,
Pickles' stock.

-[Tewkesbury] I don't
think he ever got over it.

I never saw him again.

-[James] Oh, Pickles hung
up his boots years ago.

-[Charles] Poor old chap,
he's rather pathetic.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby]
Very barbaric.

-[Tewkesbury] He's
lost his nerve.

Doesn't go a yard!

- Too much of this.

(all chuckle)

- Angela had a horrible
form, did you see?

- That big ditch above
Gartree Hill.

-[Diana] Yes.

-[Charles] Riding one of
Rip's nice young horses.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby] She
was quite mad, of course.

A four-year-old, green as
hell, straight off the bob.

-[Tewkesbury] There
was a lot of grief,

loose horses everywhere!

- There was one poor fellow
lying for dead on the road,

near Moscow Farm.

(all laugh)

Well, I don't know who he was,

he was on a sort of common gray.

-[Diana] A visitor!

-[Bunny] Yes.

-[Tewkesbury] A little man
of absolutely no account.

He had a diamond horseshoe
on his stock pin.

Yeah, I saw it at the meet.

Quite horribly knit.

(all laugh)

- James.
- Hm?

-[Bunny] James, come with
me to the stables, eh?

- Oh, right.

(footsteps)

- Who was that halfwitted girl

who cut in on Algier at that
fence by Barrow Hill Wood?

- Rather pretty girl.

- Frank says he doesn't
half the people

hunting with the
corn this season.

- In Lordy's day, she'd
have been sent smartly home,

perfect menace.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby]
Why the Wilsons let Lexy

come out riding astride in
that sort of coachman's coat,

I'll never know.

-[Charles] You're all
jealous she goes so well.

-[Major] Do you hunt,
Mrs. Bellamy?

- No.

-[Diana] That was a
jolly nice little--

- But I've ridden
a bit in London.

- I'd say what fun.

-[Diana] That was Ms.
Patkin, the whole--

- Nothing more boring than
other people's hunting stories,

except their children
and other ailments.

- Oh, I am rather enjoying it.

I've never heard so many
nice people I didn't know

talk about so many nice
horses I didn't know.

(Cochrane laughs)

- I say, that's jolly
funny, I must remember that.

I bet you look handsome
on a horse.

- Well, I...

- No, I mean it.

- Do you live up here,
Major Danby?

- Oh, god no.

No one actually lives up here.

Just come up to
Leicestershire, don't you know,

for the hunting.

- You mean you all come up
here just to hunt foxes?

- No, dear lady, not
just to hunt foxes.

- Hazel, if Cochy can spare you,

come up and let me
show you your room.

Bunny's taking James off to
see if the horses are back yet.

(footsteps)

What a sweet little hat.

- Thank you.

-[Diana] Mm.

- Well.

- Not bad-looking in a
(mumbles) sort of way.

- Really quite presentable.

If only she wouldn't
open her mouth.

- Damned attractive girl, huh?

- Girl?

- Why she's still only a bride.

- She's as old as I
am if she's a day.

- And how is your third
husband, isn't he a darling?

I mean quite apart
from one or two

who got under the wire.

- She's jealous.

It's quite obvious if
you've read your Freud

that dear James has got
a mother fixation.

When he lost his mother, he
had to find a replacement.

Love voila.

- Oh, dear Charles.

When you start being
intelligent,

I never understand
one word you say.

Let's all go and have
lovely lie-downs.

-[Major] Mm.

- Charles?

- Well, Mr. Breeze, I see
we've got a whole lot of odds

and ends here again
this weekend.

- Yes, indeed, Mr. Gilmour.

I really don't know why his
lordship asks some of them.

- Sort as asked themselves,
aren't they?

- Excuse me but if you're
referring to my master

and his wife--

- Mr. Gilmour was
referring to Major

and Mrs. Danby, I fancy,
who's you might say

are on the fringe of society,

not having personal servants
of their own.

- Black ties tonight,
gentlemen, if you please.

(clock ticking)

- Lord Charles is up here
for the hunting, I suppose,

Mr. Gilmour?

Lord Charles hunts in
Leicestershire, always has done,

as everyone knows, but
I wouldn't exactly say

that is why we are
visiting Somerby.

We are, for our sins,
susceptible to the ladies,

and the present object
of our affections

has a husband who isn't
exactly enthusiastic.

Well, rather the opposite,
if you get my meaning.

That is why we are here in
this drafty old barracks

miles away from anywhere.

- Oh, I see.

Lord Charles has
some nice things.

- Yes.

We have some even nicer
things upstairs.

You must allow me to show
them to you sometime.

- Oh I'd like that, Mr. Gilm...

(door closes)

(Cecile clears throat)

- You are finding
everything to your liking?

- Oh, (clears throat)
oh yes, thank you, Miss?

- Mademoiselle Cecile.

- Edward.

- You are a nice-looking
boy, Edward.

Young for a valet de chambre,
not like some of them.

You know.

(Edward laughs)

- No, not likely.

- You are sleeping down here?

-[Edward] Yes, um, just
along the corridor.

- By yourself?

-[Edward] Oh yes.

I mean I hope so.

- I hope not.

(Edward scoffs)

Now, you are blushing.

(Edward whimpers)

(metal clanging outside)

(door closes)

-[Rose] Edward!

-[Edward] Yes, Rose?

- What are you doing?

Captain James is out of
the bath and waiting!

- Um, sorry, Rose.

I'm new to this job.

-[Rose] Yeah.

- Oh, um...

If you'll excuse me mentioning
it, madam.

- Yes, Rose.

- Well, Lady Marjorie
always used to say,

"No diamonds in the country."

- Thank you, Rose.

- Except if it's for
a big, formal party,

or a ball, of course.

- These?

- Most appropriate.

-[Rose] There.

-[Hazel] Thank you, Rose.

(footsteps)

- You look very beautiful
tonight, my darling.

Very proud of you.

Thank you, Rose.

(Rose exhales loudly)

(Edward clears throat)

- If you will excuse my
mentioning it, madam,

but no diamonds in the country.

- Have you charged away
Captain James' clothes?

- Yes, Rose.

- Put out his night things?

- No, Rose.

- Why then go and do it now.

(Edward sighing)

(Rose sighing)

Mm.

And don't forget to put the
toothpaste on the brush!

(elegant orchestral music)

- Oh, come on, Cochy,
aren't you ready yet?

-[Charles] Bravo!

-[Tewkesbury] Bravo.

(all clapping)

- First syllable.

-[Tewkesbury] How
many are there?

- Oh, that would be telling!

(oinking like a pig)

- He, he's a piggy-wig!

- No, a wild boar.

Well, he's too fast for a pig.

- A boar, of course!

Cochy doesn't even
need to act that.

(Mrs. Tewkesbury chuckles)

(Charles laughs and claps)

- Well done.

- Boars and pigs.

- Uh, second syllable.

(James grunts and moans)

(James makes kissing noises)

- I really don't know what
he's meant to be doing.

-[Charles] Lover.

-[Tewkesbury] Caveman.

- Hazel, my dear, what a
life you must lead at home.

(Mrs. Tewkesbury laughs)

(Diana giggles)

(all clap)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- Edward.

Edward, (mumbles).

-[Edward] What does
that mean, Cecile?

-[Cecile] Tonight, if you see
the shoes pointing like that,

outside Lady Newbury's home,

it means I shall be
waiting for you.

- Uh, (clears throat)
third and last syllable.

(women laugh)

(James growling and roaring)

- I know, I know,

- Fierce lot they are.

(James growling and roaring)

-[Tewkesbury] Tiger!

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby] A lion.

(James growling)

- Androcles and the lion.

(James growling)

That was Androcles,
that caveman.

- No, he was a Christian slave.

Now what about the boar?

- Oh, Boar by Shore,
haven't you seen it?

Dreadful play.

The lion was the only lucky one
not to have a speaking part.

(Charles and Tewkesbury laugh)

- Uh, and now the whole word.

- I've got it.

Boar de Leon.

Borderline!

-[Diana] Wrong!

That's all wrong, wrong.

-[Major] I say, Diana,
aren't you going too far?

- Eh, it's all right,
we're all friends.

Cochy, the chair.

-[Major Cochrane] Oh.

- Have you started?

- Have you started now?

Diana, the huntress.

(steady tapping)

- Leonardo.

Leon the lion.

-[Tewkesbury] Oh, I say.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby]
My dear, this is becoming

very Rive Gauche.

(James breathes deeply)

- Wasn't there a king or someone

who once worshiped a statue?

- Midas!

- Cochy, come on.

- Oh now, oh.

(Tewkesbury laughs)

(Charles laughs)

- My dear, do you think
that this has been passed

by the Lord Chamberlain?

- I know, it's a king of Cyprus.

It's shore again, it's Pyg--

- Pygmalion!

- Yes!

(Mrs. Cochrane-Danby
and Charles clapping)

- I don't see that.

It's all so muddling.

- Pig, male, lion.

Actually dear, Pygmalion.

- Oh!

(Mrs. Cochrane-Danby chuckles)

(people clapping)

-[Charles] Well done, thank you.

-[Tewkesbury] Bravo.

- Thank you.
(people clapping)

- Oh, Bunny, you've just
missed your wife

practically seducing
James in public.

(Diana laughing softly)

- Won't be the first time.

(footsteps)

- Or the last.

(Tewkesbury chuckles)

-[Bunny] Now, uh,
hunting tomorrow.

They're meeting here.

James, Sam Hanes is bringing
a horse across for you

and he swears it can jump.

Now, what about Hazel?

- Hazel doesn't hunt.

- You ride, don't you, Hazel?

- I'm sure she'd love to.

- Wouldn't be messing about
in the wood all morning.

No jumping or anything.

Hazel could have that old
mare of your mother's.

- Oh, yes.

Blueberry, now she's
as quiet as a cat.

- I'm sorry, Hazel isn't
going to hunt.

- The voice of the master.

- Let's all have a drink.

- Um, uh James, game
of billiards.

- Yes.

(footsteps)

- Drinks then?

- Well, I think I'm
for bye-byes.

-[Diana] Good night,
Natalie, darling.

(Tewkesbury makes
kissing sounds)

-[Major] Good night, my dear.

- I'm really rather weary.

- I hope she isn't too weary.

(Diana laughing)

- James is really turning
into a caveman.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby] I
hope you have strong hair,

Hazel dear.

- I think it's jolly bad luck
if Hazel does want to hunt.

- I wouldn't stand
for my husband

ordering me about like that.

- We know that, darling.

- If you would like to
hunt, you jolly well hunt.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby] Well
it's no good forcing her

to do something she
doesn't want to do.

- James doesn't want me to do.

- Don't you let James rot you.

He's getting very bossy

and it's time he was
taught a lesson.

- I haven't any proper clothes.

- Enough clothes in this house

to equip a female squadron
of yeomanry.

- Why don't you wait
til they've moved off,

and come out later?

-[Diana] You can have a
groom to bring you out.

- [Mrs. Cochrane-Danby]
Oh, I would adore

to see James' face.

(Diana laughs loudly)

- Oh, it'd be rather fun,
wouldn't it? (chuckles)

- Yes, it would be rather fun.

(everyone laughs)

- I say, what a lark. (chuckles)

(animal howling)

(bell tolling)

(footsteps)

(clock ticking)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(clock ticking)

(Edward scurrying)

(door closes)

(people murmuring)

(dog barks)

(people murmuring)

- Good morning to you, master.

(people murmuring)

- Cochy, Cochy, where
is Charlie and Natalie?

- Last seen drawing lingerie.

(both laugh)

(people murmuring)

(hooves clacking)

- It's a pity the mistress
doesn't hunt, Rose.

I think she'd look nice.

- Mm, I'm sure she would.

- Still, I suppose, she's
not been brought up to it.

I mean, not like
the other ladies.

Hey, talking of other
ladies, Rose.

Do you know what I've just
seen in the Orange Room?

- No, and I don't
want to neither.

Okay, Edward, get
on with your work.

-[Edward] What's
that mean, Rose?

- You go away, we don't you.

- Now, look.

- Some men are never
in the right place

when they are wanted,
are they, Rose?

- Push off.

- Oh, come on, Rose,
what's happened?

- Out!

(Edward sighs)

(women chuckling)

- Hunt, please.

(people murmuring and
horses trotting)

(elegant orchestral music)

-[Horseman] Good morning.

-[Man] Good morning, after you.

(elegant orchestral music)

(horses trotting)

- Thank you, Rose.

Thank you.

(Rose exhales)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- There you are.

That looks a nice, confidential
animal.

- Good morning, madam.

-[Hazel] Good morning.

- All right?

(man shouting)

- Oh, they found a fox.

You should have some fun.

Off you go.

(horse trotting)

Good luck.

(horses galloping)

-[Man] Path, go! Holloa!

(horses galloping)

-[Man] Ready!

Hold hard!

(horses galloping)

(people murmuring)

- Who's that good-looking
woman on the dark gray?

- I've never seen her
before in my life.

- Hazel!

Hazel, pull it back!

(horses galloping)

- Who is that bloody woman?

Holloa!

(horse galloping)

(exciting orchestral music)

(horse galloping)

(Hazel sobbing)

- Oh, James.

- I hope that will
teach you a lesson

that you will never forget!

Will you please see
my wife home safely.

- James, James, is
Hazel all right?

- Yes.

- Look, I'm awfully
sorry about this.

- I think I better apologize
to the master

for my wife's behavior.

- Hazel.

Oh, Hazel.

- Oh, Bunny.

(elegant orchestral music)

- Yeah, you drink this, my dear.

- Oh, I made such
a fool of myself.

- Doesn't sound to
me that you did.

What a nasty thing to run
away with, happens to us all,

but jumping the avenue
gate, and staying on,

and then pulling the brute
up, it's a damn fine thing.

I think you're a
very plucky girl.

- You're very kind.

I couldn't help it.

- Nonsense.

Not many women hunting
in Leicestershire

could do a thing like that.

- Go on.

- Yeah, Mick says she
was galloping along,

jumping gates like
they were hurdles!

None of the gentlemen
could catch her.

Been nothing like it since
Lady Warwick was up here.

- There's some as
like showing off.

- That's a very good
joke coming from you.

You should've seen your
Lord Charles and that woman

in the smoking room
after luncheon.

* Who were you with last night

- But I don't think Captain
James would like it.

- Oh, he ought to
be proud of her.

- Well he was livid, wasn't he?

Wasn't that what the groom said?

- They always have a big row

when they come back
from hunting.

That's what they like.

Then, they make love.

- Before dinner?

- Yes, and after, often.

- Cecile?

- Just like a bunch of children.

- Children!

I'm off.

(footsteps)

- Much cozier in here, madam.

The bathrooms in this place
are that big and drafty.

Did you enjoy the
hunting, madam?

- Yes, thank you, Rose.

Downstairs, they were saying,

"Never seen nothing like it,

"not since Lady Warwick
was up here."

(water pouring)

- Really, the way James
behaves is too ridiculous.

Going off into a sulk
like a spoiled child.

No harm came to his
precious wife.

- Yes, but it could've
been very nasty there.

Tell me, why wasn't Hazel
riding mother's old mare?

I thought that was the idea.

- She was lame, so I let
Hazel ride the new horse

I bought in Ireland.

Thank you, Cecile.

- The one you couldn't
hardly stop yourself

even in a gag?

Look, she might have fallen off.

I do think that's a bit hard.

- She shouldn't have said she
could ride if she couldn't.

Then she wouldn't have made
such a fool of herself.

Anyway, you try falling
off sidesaddle, darling.

Don't be a bore!

- I say, what a business.

- Is Hazel all right?

- Oh, yes, I looked after her.

- I'm sure you did, Cochy dear.

Held her hand and told her

what a brave little
woman she was.

(Major chuckles)

So let's forget all about
it and have our tea.

(door opens)

(door slams shut)

- Well?

Did you have a nice hunt?

- I take it, from all
this sniggering

that's going on behind my back,

that your little exhibition
was supposed to be

some sort of a joke, hm?

Well if so, I hope
you enjoyed it.

One thing is quite sure.

Everyone around here will
be laughing their heads off

their body for the
rest of the winter.

- James, I'm sorry.

Now please go away
and leave me alone.

- I certainly shan't go til
I've had some explanation

on why you deliberately
disobeyed me.

I thought I made myself
perfectly clear.

- Well, it wasn't really
my idea in the first place.

- Don't, don't try and
blame it on other people.

You knew very well--

- Don't go on about it!

They all said that you were
getting arrogant and stuffy,

and that you need a
teaching a lesson.

Well my god, they were right!

- Oh, so you agreed to
collaborate, hm?

Oh, that was very loyal of you.

- I was only trying to do what
you've been telling me to do,

week after week.

To get on with your
silly friends!

-[James] Well they may be silly
but they know how to ride,

which is more than you can
do, so stop boasting about it.

- Some people thought
I did rather well.

-[James] (scoffs) Some,
Cochy, I suppose.

- Yes.

-[James] Yes, well what the
hell does he know about it?

(door opens)

(door closes)

(door opens)

The master said to see if
I could interest my wife

in paper-chasing in future.

(door slams shut)

- All right?

- Yes, thank you.

- Come and have a drink

and stop looking like
a cross old sheepdog.

(footsteps)

(James pours drink)

- You were behind all
this, weren't you?

- Me? (scoffs)

- You're a very wicked girl.

- Darling James, you've
known that for years,

haven't you?

- Cock a doodle doo!

Hello.

- Hello.

- My dressing room door
was open so I...

I say, you do look beautiful.

-[Hazel] Major Danby,
do you usually come

into a lady's bedroom
without an invitation?

- Didn't I read an
invitation in your eyes?

My dear lady is sad.

- I'm quite all right,
thank you.

- What's the matter?

You can tell me.

Let me wipe the tears
from those pretty eyes.

(Hazel sniffs)

It's that husband of
yours, isn't it?

- Well there'd be the
most terrible row

if he came now and saw you here.

- But he won't, my
dear, will he?

Otherwise engaged, what?

- Doing what?

- Now you're teasing me.

But you musn't be upset, it's
not serious, it's only games.

- Games?

- Bed games.

He's been playing bed
games with Diana for years.

Everybody does it.

Such fun, you know.

And country house weekends
will be pretty dull

if everybody didn't, you know.

I say, you have the most
absolutely stunning shoulders.

Oh, what about a little
bed game of our own, eh?

What a lovely, bouncy bed.

It's much softer than mine.

Major Danby, I think it
will be so much better

if you went back to
your room and...

- Why, say, assuming you were--

(loud knocking)

Huh?

As soon as you're free,
three knocks.

(door closes)

- Come in. (sniffs)

- Madam?

- Rose, we are going
back to London.

- What, tonight?

- Yes, now, immediately.

- All ready, Rose?

-[Rose] Madam.

(footsteps)

Ought to give this
to Captain James,

but not for a half hour, got it?

- Yes, Rose.

- Why, he doesn't know
the first thing, that man.

I said to him, "Send his
grace out with the (mumbles)

"wearing a black coat."

It's enough to make Lord
Lonsdale take the yarns home.

- Mr. Strawbridge is
master of the Cottesmore.

- Well, at the time I am
speaking of, it was Lord
Lonsdale.

- Isn't that a car?

- I think it's Mrs.
Cochrane-Danby back.

- Ah, Kitty.

Been sharpening her claws on
Daisy Place over at Belgrave.

Corn Kitten Cottesmore cats,
and I wouldn't mind betting

Major Cochy's been sniffing
round your lady, Edward.

- Really?

- What's up with you, Eddie?

- You've seen the Somerby Ghost?

- (scoffs) No.

- Saw them chops, I
wouldn't mind it.

- Lets have your
brown paper, lad,

here, let me show you.

(rolls dice)

(dice rolling in can)

- I think Diana sometimes
goes a bit too far.

- Hm?

- Switching horses like
that and putting your wife

on an animal that pulls
like a train.

- Yes.

- Jealous, of course.

Your game.

Time for another?

- No, there's a second
dressing gone. (mumbles)

Oh, for me?

- Sir.

- It can't be all revenge
after dinner.

Who gave you this?

- Your man, sir.

- Will you ask him to
wait a moment, please.

- Certainly, sir.

- Anything wrong?

- No, it's just that I
seem particularly prone

to practical jokes this weekend.

- Hello, James.

Did you have a good day?

(James mumbles)

How's Hazel?

- Why do you ask?

- Oh, I don't know.

I just wondered.

(door opens)

- Edward.

Did you know Mrs.
Bellamy had left?

- Yes, sir.

- How long ago was it?

- About a half an hour ago, sir.

They were gonna catch 7:20, sir.

- And why didn't you
tell me before?

- I was told not to, sir.

- By whom?

- By Rose, sir, on behalf
of the mistress, of course.

- And you put Mrs.
Bellamy before me?

- What, no, sir.

Of course not, sir,
but, well Rose said,

well Mr. Hudson said I've
got to do as Rose says

while we was away.

- You have no idea why she left?

- No, sir.

- Rose didn't tell you?

- No, sir.

Mrs. Bellamy did seem
a bit upset, sir,

but well she just asked me to
telephone to the station up

for a cab and well
then, she gave me

that letter as they left.

- I see.

(crumples letter)

Uh, excuse me, sir.

There's no connection now.

The exchange closed at seven.

(slams receiver)

Well there's a train at
8:50, we'll catch it.

Pack everything ready.

- Yes, sir.

- (laughs) What a drama, I
wish I hadn't missed it all.

(Mrs. Tewkesbury laughs)

- I thought Hazel Bellamy
came out best.

I thought she was
a damn blackie.

- And now, Bunny is
furious with Diana,

and James is livid with Hazel.

-[Major] Oh.

- I say, have you
heard the latest?

Hazel Bellamy's bolted.

- Bolted?

Not again, not twice in one day.

- But how, darling?

- She's just up sticks
and dashed off to London

without telling anyone.

- (scoffs) But why on earth?

- Well she must've
gone quite a hurry.

- Aren't we ever gonna
have dinner?

I'm famished.

Even though the cooking
in this house needs--

- Shh.

It's like a play by Pinero.

Whatever next?

(Mrs. Tewkesbury laughs)

- Look, if there's
anything we can do, James,

now do let us know.

I don't suppose any of
you can cast any light

on the mysterious
departure of Hazel Bellamy?

- Oh, dear Bunny, you sound
just like S. Holmes' squire.

- Well, it is damn upsetting.

I mean, James has gone
off in a hell of a state.

- Apparently, somebody
was in her room,

talking to her after tea.

- And probably her maid.

- A man's voice, according
to my maid.

- Well, I was in here,
playing backgammon with James.

- Don't all look at me.

- You forgot to lock
your dressing room door.

- Cochy, you dirty old
stoat, at it again.

- I never touched her,
Kitty, darling.

I swear, I just went in to
see if she was all right.

You know, after the shock.

- Cochy dear, the shock of
seeing you in one's bedroom,

bearing down on one
at full steam ahead

is enough to make anyone
run away to London.

- Natalie, you are speaking
of my husband.

(Bunny clears throat)

- I'd like a word with
you after dinner.

- Don't be pompous, Bunny.

Cochy can't help it.

(door closes)

- Dinner is served, my lady.

- Thank you.

- Well, thanks to La
Bellamy, this is turning out

to be quite the jolly weekend.

(Mrs. Tewkesbury and Mrs.
Cochrane-Danby laugh)

(people murmuring)

- They were quite funny, really.

Like a lot of grownup
children playing with fire.

- Will lead them to
pointless lives,

so they have silly
games to keep themselves

from dying of boredom.

What is quite unforgivable
is James' behavior.

- Everyone up there seemed
to think it was considered

just another game.

I supposed I was silly
to run away, but,

I was so desperately
hurt, Richard.

- Yes, yes, I know.

- How they'll all be
laughing about it now.

- I've never heard of anything
so cruel and thoughtless,

that a son of mine could--

- I don't think I can
face him, Richard.

- He won't come tonight.

He does show his face again,
you just leave him to me.

-[James] (mumbles) Edward?

-[Edward] Yes, sir.

(James mumbling)

Very good, sir.

(opens door)

- James?

- I'd like to talk to Hazel
alone, please, Father.

- I think Hazel will
prefer that I stayed,

so that you can explain
your behavior to both of us.

- My behavior?

What made you bolt like that?

-[Richard] Can't you
think of one good reason?

- No, I can't.

I've been trying to for
the last three hours.

Why didn't you tell me
you wanted to leave?

- For once, I don't think
you're darling Diana

would've been very amused if
I had walked into her bedroom

and asked to be allowed
to talk to my husband.

- First, let me say that
I have never been

in Diana Newbury's bed, either
before or after her marriage.

Second, let me say
that after tea,

I never for one minute
left the hall.

I played backgammon with
Charles Gilmour,

and until the man
brought your note,

the only movement I made
was to get myself a drink.

Father, Charles Gilmour
is a friend of Rose.

You can confirm it.

Who told you this nonsense?

- Major Danby.

- Cochy.

(chuckles) Should be shocked!

- James.

- I suppose, he pussyfooted
his way into your room?

- James.

I wish you'd been there.

(laughs) He was so funny.

(both laugh)

Oh, James!

(Richard chuckles)

(elegant orchestral music)