All language subtitles for Belgravia The Next Chapter S01E01

James Trenchard, who started
at a stall in Covent Garden

must get himself ready
to dance with a princess.

What's he doing here?

He's Wellington's main supplier.

You're a bright man, Trenchard.

You must use your talents well
when the wars are done.

I gather you're Cubitt's man,

responsible for turning
the streets of London

into a white colonnade overnight.

It is very gracious of you

to invite us to your charming home.

May I present my son,

Mr. Oliver Trenchard and his wife.

And I was on my best behaviour too.

Yes, I bet your behaviour's
always pretty good, worse luck.

Where shall we hold our next tryst?

To hell with the lot of you!

Oliver's spoiled...

Does he know what he comes from?

But that's what you come from.

It's not what he comes from.

My father has always wanted me
to be something I am not!

It is my fate to disappoint him!

We'll be at Glanville next month.

I hope you'll come down.

It's good to be back.

Is it?

You seem so well when you're here.

I'm almost sorry we have to take you back.

- How was it?
- As draining as death.

I've seen a doctor, and I am pregnant.

Eleven years with Oliver and nothing.

- What could have changed?
- Whose is it?

Would you really want
to give your life to Glanville

if you had no one to hand it over to?

I want my own child!

If you want to be a father,
Oliver, this is the only way.

But it's our secret?

We have a box of secrets,

you and I.

- Do hurry.
- Oh...

- Ah, Frederick!
- Good evening, Duke.

Was starting to think
you'd evaded the net.

Last time I saw you

was at the opening
of the Royal Albert Hall.

Noticed you'd bagged yourself
the best box,

right in Her Majesty's sights.

Paid a premium, did you?

Not at all. But I was
one of the first to subscribe

- to the building scheme so...
- Knows how to oil the wheels.

- Mmm-hmm.
- It's in the blood.

Met your grandfather once,
did I ever tell you that?

- You did.
- Useful fellow.

No-one could secure
a crate of fine Madeira

faster than old Trenchard.

♪ I dreamt that I dwelt ♪

♪ In Marble Halls ♪

♪ With vassals
And serfs at my side ♪

♪ I had riches too great ♪

♪ To count could boast ♪

♪ Of a high ancestral name ♪

♪ But I also dreamt ♪

♪ Which pleased me most ♪

♪ That you loved me
Still the same ♪

♪ That you loved me ♪

♪ You loved me ♪

♪ Still ♪

♪ The same ♪

Are we boring you, Frederick?

I can never tell with you.

I'm honoured to have
been invited, Duchess,

as ever.

Who is that girl?

Ah, so you're not a monk after all.

Her name is Clara Dunn.

Exquisite, isn't she?

Like a wood nymph.

That's the mother and the elder daughter.

And the father?

Died, some months ago.

The Duke has fond memories of him.

He was a neighbour for a time.

But he seems to have left his family

in rather straitened circumstances.

My goodness, Frederick,

I do believe you're hooked.

Miss Dunn...

Might I present to you
a very dear friend of mine,

Lord Trenchard.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

He's been admiring your beautiful voice.

Oh. Thank you.

The Duchess tells me you've
recently arrived in London.

Yes.
From Hampshire.

We've taken a small house in Chelsea.

My father died, you see, and...

My condolences.

I'm sorry--

I haven't needed to say it out loud...

He was my best friend in the world.

We liked doing all the same things, so...

Such as?

Going for long walks,

riding, exploring.

- You like to ride?
- Very much.

I'm not an expert...

Would you care to ride
with me one day, Miss Dunn?

Yes.

Thank you.

Good.

I will speak to your mother.

Quite the song bird,
Miss Dunn!

What a peculiar gift.

Hardly romantic.

But look, Swaine and Adeney.

I've heard they're the very best.

Lady Harrow did say

Lord Trenchard has money to spare.

But no imagination.

I think it's a thoughtful gift.

And there's another one.

That's so generous.

Oh, it's perfect.

- How did he--
- I did mention

that you're without
suitable riding attire.

Mother!

Well, I didn't beg, dear.

Well, begging would be
more honest than hinting.

Oh...

Clara...

What?

Cherish this moment.

These moments are the making
of a young girl's life.

It's called
The Serpentine...

It was created by Queen Caroline
in the 1700s.

Do people ever swim in it?

Not intentionally.

London is constantly surprising.

It's certainly a city with many faces.

Do you live in Belgravia,
Lord Trenchard?

I do. In Eaton Square.

My grandfather moved into the house

soon after it was built.

And are you happy there?

You ask the most unusual
questions, Miss Dunn.

Do I?

I hope you don't think me forward.

No. Not at all.

I admire your curiosity.

Perhaps we should start back,

your sister will be waiting.

Not yet. Please.

Let's find a stretch where we can gallop.

You're sure?

Perfectly.

Ah.

Sorry.

Don't be.

Would you ride with me again soon?

Friday, perhaps?

Or, next week

- if Friday seems too--
- Friday.

Yes.

- Friday?
- It was his suggestion.

You should have said no.

One can't appear keen.

Well, I can't wait to see him again.

I am keen.

Oh, God.

Do you think you could like him, Emily?

Oh, I've no idea.

I hardly know him.

Nor do you.

In honesty,
I think he seems proud.

Actually, there's a shyness in him,

which is surprising

and really rather lovely.

Perhaps that could be mistaken for pride.

If you say so.

He's extremely handsome.

At this point, I'm afraid
that's all I can offer.

It's so beautiful.

I prefer wild flowers to any others.

- Really?
- Mmm-hmm.

When I was a little girl,

I picked a whole armful
of field poppies once...

Red and yellow, orange.

I wanted to take them home to my mother.

By the time I got home,
they'd all but died.

I was devastated.

My parents tried to cheer me up,

but I couldn't get over the thought

that I'd harmed them.

That I'd loved them too much.

I haven't picked any since.

Sorry...

I've confounded you again.

No. Well...

Yes.

In the best possible way.

I have a vivid picture of you now,

holding the flowers in your arms.

Algernon Dunn.

Charming man.

Well-read, too.

Neighbour of ours in Kent
when I was a boy.

I remember him coming
to balls at the house.

Taught me to whistle.

Amused me no end.

Moved to Hampshire,
inherited a small estate.

So you hadn't seen him for some time?

He was at my father's funeral.

He wrote to me a few weeks
before his own death.

Touching.

Intimated that he was worried
about his little family,

the Estate in Hampshire is entailed.

Did you meet Mrs Dunn?

Briefly.

Yes.

But with a warm heart,

I believe they found
the greatest joy in one another.

Can I take it from all this

that you're serious about the girl?

You are.

Good for you.

About time.

- Do you think she'll have me?
- Have you?

Of course she will!
Heavens, man!

Wait till I tell the Duchess.

You do realise there's
no dowry to speak of?

Well, that doesn't concern me.

I've always hoped for a wife I can love,

not one to whom
I should feel indebted.

Frederick, Frederick.

What a curious fellow you are.

Can I play, Father?

Show me what you've got.

My, erm, girls are all I have, er,

Lord Trenchard, since my dear,
dear husband was, erm,

well, taken so, so suddenly last year...

I was sorry to hear of your loss.

His "Happy Band",

that's what he used to call us.
I mean, there are some men

who would have harped on
having a son, but not him.

He was content with his girls
and that suited me.

I mean, there are women
ruined with babies,

don't you think? They say
that poor Mrs Charles Dickens

was quite finished after her nine,

she never moved from her bed more grub

- than, than, than woman--
- Mrs Dunn--

We were quite, erm,
satisfied with our girls and,

and they have known nothing
but love their whole lives--

- Mrs Dunn.
- And...

Yes?

What can he be saying?

Very little, knowing mother.

It's unbearable.

Ooh! Ah!

Wait, wait, wait.

Oh. Oh, my dearest, dearest girl!

If we might have a moment alone?

Oh, yes! Yes. Yes, of course.

Miss Dunn.

I'm aware our acquaintance has been brief,

but over these last few weeks
I feel I have...

Come to know something of you...

Of your nature.

And...

I find that
I think of you with...

I think of you.

And I am decided...

Miss Dunn, would you do me the honour

of becoming Lady Trenchard?

In short of, well, of becoming my wife?

Yes, yes. Oh, yes!

Buonasera.
Can I interrupt, please?

For the beautiful
Lady of the Lake.

Oh!

Thank you.

Frederick...

May I?

Grazie, senor.

Grazie.

My first souvenir.

The flattery is a ploy.

I should have thought
you would realise that.

Oh.

Sorry.

I won't keep it.

Shall I have someone call him back?

No. No, no.

Of course you must keep it.

Forgive me.

I'm a jealous fool.

I don't want to frighten you.

I'm not frightened.

This is what I want.

You're not staying?

Excuse me.

Don't you think you'd better come in, boy!

You have a rotten core.

You have a bad soul

which you can never...

Escape from.

You are...

And always will be...

Unlovable.

Clara, I haven't always found life easy.

I want to say this to you now...

I've sometimes felt myself...

Betrayed...

By those I should count on.

I'm not...

believe me, soliciting sympathy.

- Frederick?
- I want you to know that...

Since meeting you, I've...

Felt a sort of...

Hopefulness.

I want to be a good husband.

I vow to you now that I will try.

What do you mean,

about feeling betrayed?

Hello, my dear.

Always a pleasure to see a new face.

Miss Dunn.
I'm new to the Parish.

Oh?

Ooh, Miss White.

And this, this is my sister,

- Miss Hetty.
- How do you do?

Oh, no, no, for many years.

Oh, good. Look, Hetty.

Reverend James is back from his retreat.

We're so lucky to have him.

Yes.

I should say we are.

And if you pay attention

to the one who wears
the fine clothing and say,

"You sit here in a good place,"

while you say to the poor man,

"You stand over there,"

have you not then made
distinctions among yourselves

and become judges with evil thoughts?

We must always remember

that some will have an easier path

through this earthly life than others.

For whatever reason that might be.

But we are all equal in the sight of God...

- Yes.
- Amen.

The body of our Lord
Jesus Christ

- which was given for you.
- Amen.

Take and eat this in remembrance
that Christ died for you.

And feed on him in your heart
by faith with thanksgiving.

The blood of Christ.

Mr. Fletcher, his lordship's valet.

Your Ladyship.

And if I may take the liberty,

this is my good wife,
Mrs Enright.

Mrs Enright is our cook.

Congratulations, Your Ladyship.

Thank you.

Will there be anything else,
Your Ladyship?

This portrait,
is this Lord Trenchard's father?

It is, Your Ladyship.

Did you know him?

Was he a kind man?

He was a fine man.

The first Lord Trenchard.

You've worked for the family
for a long time, Mr. Enright?

Twenty-six years, Your Ladyship.

How well you must know them.

Yes.

Glanville.

Your country residence.

This is Miss Davison.

Davison has agreed to join us
as Your Lady's maid.

Oh...

Wait outside a moment, please.

I took the liberty of asking

if someone could be found for you.

She has excellent references,

and I needed to secure her at once.

It's only that I assumed that I would...

No. I want to surround you
with the very best people.

I should have spoken to you first.

Of course.

- We can keep looking if--
- No, it's fine.

So, a mistress.

You'll have to share him now,
your precious Frederick.

Maybe you'll even watch me sometimes

instead of him.

Foolishness.

Whatever you say.

You will find us a settled household,

Miss Davison.

His lordship likes everything by the book.

Mmm. That suits me.

My apologies,
Mr. Enright.

This is Fletcher, the valet.

Miss Davison is joining us
as Her Ladyship's maid.

Good evening.

Where was your last position
then, Miss Davison?

I was with Lady Frances Paine
for eight years.

- Why did you leave?
- Mawd!

I'm only asking.

She married and moved to the country.

Middle of nowhere.
That's not for me.

I like the city.

Had enough of fields growing up on a farm.

I agree.

I had to live on a farm,

in France, for ten years,

- I couldn't wait to leave.
- France?

What took you there,
Mrs Enright?

Long story.

It was my grandfather's place.

Well, you were right to get out of there.

Those Prussians have done for France.

"Decimated," it said in my paper.

No politics at the table.

What's she like, the new mistress?

She's young and she's a looker, Mawdie.

What else is there?

She seems too young to me.

His Lordship was careful
to wait for the right lady.

I'm sure
His Lordship has chosen well.

I wasn't expecting you,
Your Lordship.

Satisfying reading, eh?

I was sure there was money
in that contraption

- and it seems there is.
- It's a limited market.

Agreed.

But the return, you can't argue with that.

Small, Ross.

It's all small.

Small is what we've always done.

Small and sound.

Why change the formula
if the whole point--

Because we need to progress.

Because I want something
on a larger scale.

What happened to that steel
proposition you heard about?

- It came to nothing.
- Did it?

So, next time I'm at
the Chambers of Commerce,

I won't hear people
boasting about their shares

in a profitable new foundry
in Rotherhithe?

You won't, Your Lordship.

I have my nose to the ground.
You know that.

I need you to do something for me.

Set up an allowance, monthly,

- for my wife's mother.
- How much for?

Enough to cover her rent
and maintain standards.

And a little more besides.

Thank you.

There's really no need
for you to accompany me.

I'm only taking the air.

And I do tend to walk quickly.

But best if I'm with you,
Your Ladyship.

Get him in!
Get him in!

Get him in!

Be careful!

He bolted, your Grace...

Should I send for Dr. Moorcroft?

No. No. Fetch Dr. Ellerby.

I'm sure that's the Duke
of Rochester's house.

I don't know, Your Ladyship.

I hope you remember me.

I'm Dr Ellerby.

We met last month.

I've had such a busy morning.

It's nice to sit down.

We don't take enough time,

do we,

to simply sit and think?

Listen to our breath.

In...

...and out.

Like a breeze in the trees.

In...

...and out.

After a seizure,

he will be particularly disorientated,

and he mustn't be
made to feel trapped or--

But he can't be allowed
to run through the house,

or onto the street.

Dawes does have instructions
to keep him in his room.

Your Grace,

since meeting your son,

I've been doing some research.

There are some innovative
treatments for epilepsy,

natural, humane regimes.

Fresh air, exercise,

the use of hydrotherapy--

Which would require him
to be sent away, surely?

That's precisely what I wish to avoid.

But aspects of those treatments

are achievable even if he remains here.

I also think he would benefit
from a little more society.

He has brothers and sisters, does he not?

Yes.

I do understand why you might
choose to keep him alone.

It is not my choice,
Dr. Ellerby...

He is our eldest son.

You understand?

If he can't be cured,

I need hardly explain

the devastating consequences
for the future of the Dukedom.

For the whole family.

I'm sure you appreciate
why the Duke is determined

that Peter's illness should not
become common knowledge.

Enright.

How are you?

Well. Thank you, Master J...

Reverend Trenchard.

You may call me Mister James if you wish,

like old times.

Is my brother at home?

I'm afraid His Lordship is out, sir.

Ah.

I read the announcement of his marriage,

I'd like him to know he's in my thoughts.

I'll see that he gets it, sir.

Thank you.

Good day, Enright!

But this boy wasn't one
of the Rochesters' children,

or at least not the ones I've seen.

And he seemed frightened.

I'm sure it was nothing.

- Yes.
- I hope Davison walked with you?

She did.

You know there is always a carriage

at your disposal?

You'll never need find your own way.

But I love to walk,

you know that.

You mustn't worry about me, Frederick.

What do you mean?

I suppose I mean...

That I'm stronger than you think I am.

I can't bear the thought
of you coming to any harm.

I won't.

Please trust me.

I do.

James?

James, where are you?

Oh, James!

You're a strong boy.

Oh.

Excellent, James.

It's Freddie's turn!

Freddie now...

Look at me.

You will be astonished
at how much you can bury,

where no-one ever sees.

Never...

Ever...

Cry.

Thank you, Gentlemen.

It's no trouble at all.

So grateful...

Go on! Go on!

Forward.

Yeah.

Forward.

Forward.

What are you doing?

Move out of the way.

Are you all right?

Miss?

Miss? Can you hear me?

Allow me to help.

- Oh.
- Miss?

- Do you know her?
- No. I, I saw her step out.

Let's move her into the church.

There's a doctor on the way.

Poor girl.

Yes,

poor...

Plain...

Desperate girl.

Thank you for everything
that you did, Miss?

Dunn.

James Trenchard.

I'm the vicar here.

Did you say Trenchard?

You aren't, perhaps,
related to Lord Trenchard?

Yes.

I'm his younger brother.

His only brother.

What an extraordinary coincidence.

My sister is Clara Dunn.

Ah.

How strange that we haven't met.

Weren't you at the wedding?

- Unfortunately--
- You should have held it here.

But why didn't you officiate.

- Prior engagement...
- What a pity.

Your only brother's wedding.

I'm going to ask the cab driver
to see you home, Miss Dunn.

I'm... I'm sure somebody
is worrying about you.

Oh. Only my mother.
No-one else.

And you yourself have had a dreadful shock

- seeing what you saw.
- Oh...

I will accept your chivalrous offer.

But I'll come back soon?

I'd like to know what happens to the girl...

Of course.

- Come on, lads.
- Come on. Keep going.

- It's in.
- Push it in.

It should be brought through the back!

It won't fit round the back!

It was the largest safe I've ever seen.

Well, it would be.

So you know who's taken the place?

I do indeed.
The Marquise d'Atagnac.

- Heard of her?
- The name is familiar.

She's one of the richest women in Europe.

The Duchess and I met her once in Paris.

At the Rothschilds',

before the damned war, of course.

I hear she had to clear out
in quite a hurry.

But she's chosen to come here,
which is very much our gain.

Where is her money from?

She inherited most of it from her husband,

the rest she accrued herself.

It's extraordinary.

Apparently, she has a staggering
range of investments.

In what?

You should ask her yourself.

I'd very much like to meet her.

And so you shall.

Oh, blast.

Thank you, Davison.

There was never anyone so beautiful.

Frederick...

I wish I could give you the world.

That's the Marquise.

Quite something, isn't she?

Now, my dear,

let me introduce you to some people.

After the Marquise,

you're the subject of most curiosity.

The lucky young lady

who succeeded in capturing
Lord Trenchard's heart.

Did you see any of the blighters?

Of course.

My house is only a few yards
from the barricades,

Avenue de la Grande Armee, which is ironic

seeing as our "Grande Armee"
was nowhere to be seen.

Did they come near you?

They broke into my house.

Eight of them,

armed with knives and muskets.

How terrifying!

Not at all.
I introduced myself

and showed them
straight to my wine cellar,

where they drank themselves unconscious.

- Fools!
- Oh, far from it.

They opened only my finest bottles.

These "Communards" are not fools.

They are passionate young people

with a vision for France.

For me, they are welcome
to change the world

only not with my fortune.

And how did you get out, Madame?

We heard the poor Empress
had to run for her life.

We left in the middle of the night.

There were barriers
on the roads, of course,

but even passionate
young people can be bribed.

And those who couldn't be, well...

Monsieur Nicoli can be very persuasive.

He is Corsican.

Commerce and the British aristocrat,

I thought they did not mix.

My family has always
believed in hard work.

Once, it was a necessity
and now it is a choice.

And what business are you in?

What isn't he in?

I have a portfolio of interests,

imports, supply, small-scale engineering.

And I've recently moved into railways.

I invested a great deal in railways,

ten, 15 years ago.

Now the returns are good, of course,

but I no longer touch railways.

Too many fraudulent schemes and failures.

I expect you will realise that
for yourself in time.

What do you invest in now

if you don't mind my asking?

We must talk further, you and I.

We must.

I was going to say you should
come to the club, madame,

- but, er...
- Perhaps I will.

Perhaps I will disguise myself as a man

and come and drink whisky with you.

Oh, yes, now there's an idea!

Did you know me straight away?

You can change your name...

You can change your accent...

But you can't change your eyes.

You were only 14, 15 when I last saw you.

Fifteen...

I just need to know if you are gonna tell

any part of my story.

Because if you are,

I will look to move on.

I've spent 20 years

building a wall between that boy I was

and what I am now.

So give me two weeks,

time to start looking
for another position at least.

You were a sweet boy.

I remember we all liked it
when you came in the kitchens.

Cheerful.

Helpful.

What those men did to you
that night was abhorrent.

I don't care what you'd done or who with.

I don't care what you were,

or what you are now, come to that.

I want to say two things...

No-one will ever hear a single word

about your past from me.

And I want you to know that I'm ashamed.

And I have been ever since,

that I didn't step in and stop them.

Those...

Bastard men!

Bullies!

You couldn't have stopped them.

You were barely older than me--

I could have tried.

All of us, in the servants' hall,

we could have tried.

I thought they were gonna kill ya.

They did...

In a way.

Where would you like to go?

Madame.

Anywhere else, n'est-ce-pas?

Don't worry,

I often feel the same way.

I was just letting my imagination wander.

No. Thank you.

And you are?

Apart from the most
enchanting creature here.

- Clara.
- Oh!

I knew a Clara once.

She trained as an architect

and designed a palace
for the King of Portugal.

What is your connection
to les chers Rochesters, Clara?

I'm married to Lord Trenchard.

You don't look old enough to be married.

I'm not sure that I am.

You haven't been married long?

Six weeks.

Do you live close by?

In Eaton Square.

Alors, we are neighbours.

Good. We can be friends.

Yes. I'd like that...

Lord Trenchard.

We have just been discussing you.

Has he met your expectations
of a husband so far, Clara?

- She hesitates.
- No, I...

Yes, of course.

You must,

what is it you English say,

pull up your socks.

We weren't discussing you
at all. Please don't worry.

Frederick?
She was joking, I think.

We should leave.

There's no need at all
for us to leave. Frederick?

Please allow us a moment.

I would never, ever say

anything critical of you to someone else.

She drew me into conversation.

She was teasing you, that's all.

I honestly feel
you're making too much of this.

That woman is extremely important to me

and you humiliated me in front of her.

I didn't. I promise.

She knew what I meant.

- Frederick.
- Do you have any idea

how hard I've had to work
to earn my place?

To succeed in the face of the sneers,

and the snide remarks,

"the merchant",

"the tradesman's grandson made good"

No-one sees you like that.

No-one.

You are held in the highest esteem by...

Frederick, you are far
too hard on yourself.

- Why do you--
- Stop telling me what I am!

That isn't what I'm doing.

I'm trying to help!

I don't need your help!

You ask me to trust you

and this is what you do!

I see.

Clara, please...

Where are you going?

- Out.
- Clara?

You can't go out.
Don't be ridiculous...

Ridiculous?

Clara, wait.

Clara, I'm sorry. Don't go.

- I can't stay here...
- Clara. Please--

No, no, no...

Clara...

Are you all right,
Your Ladyship?

Oh, God, no.

I think we should send
for a doctor, Your Lordship.

Yes, yes.

Yes, we must.

Clara?

Do you know someone,
Your Lordship?

For the Duchess.

But her grace just retired...

Lord Trenchard was insistent.

It's urgent...

And private.

Lady Trenchard?

I understand you've had a fall.

I'm very sorry to hear that.

Eyes...

Can you see me clearly?

Hear me?

Yes.

If I may?

Thank you.

If you could step outside
for a moment, Your Lordship?

Can you lie flat for me?

Is there any pain here?

And here?

How did you come to fall?

Rushing on the stairs.

My own fault.

Her Ladyship will recover,
but she'll need to rest.

I'll send something for the pain.

But I'd like to see her again in two days.

Thank you.

I believe I know
what you're thinking, sir.

But it was an accident.

I saw it happen.

There's nothing like that going on here.

I'll be back.

Good night.