All language subtitles for Call The Midwife s13e06.enng

MATURE JENNIFER: There is always
so much that we do not know.

For every fact we have
at our disposal -

the date on the calendar,

the safe route home -

there are a thousand more
that we must learn.

Who is it that needs us?

How can we help?

Where is our journey taking
us, and why?

Which tools should we carry?

And how do we deploy them?

It can be a lifetime
before the questions cease.

And when silence comes,

it is not because we now
have all the answers.

It is because the answers do not
matter any more.

There is only the truth,

and it is absolute.

Oh, go on, Sister,
have a word for me, will ya?

Alas, I cannot interfere.

Nurse Crane is in charge
of the roster.

If you would like
to leave duty early next week,

you will have to take it up
with her directly.

If you're putting your head
on the chopping block,

I hope it's for something exciting.

There's going to be a massive Raise
the Roof meeting, biggest yet,

campaigning for better pay for
nurses.

If anything, it's a noble
reason to take time off.

Well, I'm not sure Nurse
Crane will see it that way.

Tea, Sister?
Oh, no. Not for me.

Hot water,
with a snifter of lemon.

Good for the vocal cords.

A must, as I shall be leading
the summer singing school,

culminating in a performance
at St Oswald's.

What a delightful way
to end the summer holidays.

CLATTERING
Oh!

Now I've got coffee
on my sleeve!

Poor thing. She's a bag
of nerves about the exams.

I don't blame her.

Failing the exam is a ghastly
setback for any pupil midwife.

Some of them never recover from it.
We must hope they all pass.

I'll sign
the death certificate.

You collect it
whenever you feel ready.

And then you can talk
to the undertakers.

You really have done
a remarkable job, Gladys.

I was never going
to put him in a home.

Devotion is the balm
that eases life's great pains.

It works both ways.

He used to rush home,
put me to bed every night.

And now...

Grandad?

Has he...?

Why? Why didn't you wake me?

You've got West Ham scouts
coming to training today.

I want your head
firmly in the game.

Come on, now.

Tears are just time-wasters.

I'm sorry, May.

You'll have to stay home
until you're fully recovered.

Come on, Angela, sweetheart!

DOORBELL RINGS

DOOR OPENS
Hello.

SISTER VERONICA:
Thanks very much.

Ah, Mrs Turner, delighted to see you
looking so bonny.

Oh. I've brought sustenance for the
children - and our repertoire.

Three beautiful hymns,

one of which will be sung
in a round. A round? Mmm.

That's all going to be ever so
complicated for the children.

And coordinating it
will be very tricky for us.

Precisely.
That is the whole point.

We shall all be challenged.

Challenge
is life's great teacher.

Stops us all from getting lazy.

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

HE WHISTLES

BABY GURGLES

What on earth?

BABY GURGLES

Little lambs,
who do you belong to?

Oh, my goodness.

Whatever's the matter?

There are two very young
children in the church.

They've been abandoned.

They've been left by their mother.

She begs someone
to look after her children.

Oh... Come on, children.

BABY GURGLES

My name is Sister Veronica.

I just want to make sure
that you are all right.

A biscuit there.

BABY CRIES

And for you.

Let's take this off.

It says in the letter
that your name is Tommy.

Is that correct?

You were brought here by your mummy?

Where is she now?

The children will start arriving

for the singing school soon.

The rehearsal will have
to take place elsewhere.

We need the police here. Urgently.

There's no need to dispose of all
these medical aids right away.

It's no use to us now Dad's gone.

We need all the space
we can get around here.

My eldest's expecting her fifth.

Well, at least let us take
some of it away for you.

SHE STRAINS

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

It appears we have
a scholarship girl in our midst.

Ah!

Only for a term, Sister,
until my dad lost his job.

We needed the extra income
and I started working.

Dad was gutted. He was desperate for
me to stay at school.

But I took to debt collecting
like a duck to water.

SHE SIGHS
It's like he was never here.

In the wake of loss,

however foreseen,

it is wise to pause

and grieve with those we love.

Never paused in me life,
and I ain't planning on it now.

Besides,
there's debts need collecting.

You're not going to work now?

Just going to change my drawers.

In my line of work,
things can get feisty.

Last thing I want is to be
carted off to the hospital

wearing undergarments
that have seen better days.

It ain't seemly.

Is it wise to lend to those
unable to repay?

Oh, I make sure they do, Sister.

We've had to move
the singing school rehearsal.

Is there any chance
we can use the parlour?

Of course. You're most welcome.

Oh, thank you.
Come on, children.

Oh...

BABY GURGLES

I believe you know child
welfare officer Cyril Robinson.

I'm WDC Grayson.
I'm taking over the case.

How are the boys, Dr Turner?

They've got nits,
a smattering of scabies.

And the baby has a nappy rash.

But they're not underweight
and there's no sign of injury.

Someone has been doing their best
to feed and care for them.

We'll get them placed with
an emergency foster family.

I take it there's been no luck
finding the mother?

No. This is a clear case
of child abandonment.

BABY CRIES

It's a crime, and we'll be
pursuing the case as such.

BABY CRIES

Hello.

My name's Cyril.

I heard you drove here
in a police car.

I used to fix cars like that.

Once, I even tried the siren.

Now, when we get to the chorus,

this side is going to sing,
"Sing. Sing. Sing. Sing."

And this side is going to sing
the full chorus

starting with, "Sing hosanna."

Shall we try that?

CHILDREN: Yes.

One, two, three!

DISCORDANT SINGING:
Give me oil in my lamp

Keep me burning
Sing

Give me oil in my lamp
Sing

I pray
Sing

Give me oil in my lamp
Sing

Keep me burning
Sing

Keep me burning
till the break...

This is all the boys'
paperwork from the station.

Dr Turner's report
is in there, too,

as are the medicines
he's prescribed.

He suggests keeping the boys away
from the other children

until they're better.

Little loves. I'll get them
into some nice clean clothes.

I've got some old bits
they can wear.

We can always roll up
the trousers.

Mrs Simms will be looking
after you both for a while.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Does that sound all right?

God, I hope someone comes forward
and claims them.

Otherwise, two of them, so little?

There's a real danger
they might get split up.

Come here! If I lend you money,
you'll pay what you owe.

Three pounds!
And be quick about it.

SHE GASPS

Well, what do you think?

I need to look stylish
when we pick up the car later.

I'm going for Lorna
in The Italian Job.

Matthew?
Who was on the telephone?

Oh, it was my...my mother.

She asked me to attend

a special Aylward Estates
board meeting this afternoon.

She said...

..it's very important
that I'm there.

Goodness. Sounds urgent.

What's it about?

No idea. Ha... Well, hopefully, you
can meet me at the dealership.

4.30 sharp. I want you
to be my first passenger.

Better get ready for work.

The newspapers are calling
them the "red ribbon boys".

Poor little souls.

I'm here for the paperwork

so I can collect
Dad's death certificate.

SHE SIGHS

SHE WINCES

SHE BREATHES OUT SHARPLY

It can still come as a shock to see
it all written down so baldly.

Oh, no. Um...

No, it's not that, Doctor.

Was there something else?

We were going to send
a search party out for you!

Work started two hours ago,
you know. Apologies, Mr Reid.

I went straight
to the magistrates' court

to get a place of safety order
arranged for the abandoned boys.

I'm also going to call
all the Irish families

we have on our books. Someone might
know something.

Word to the wise.

If you want to contact
every Irish family

from here to Donegal,
you go for it.

But remember, you've other cases,
too, and lots of them.

It's up to you
to find time for it all.

Ooh!

How long has your abdomen
been like this, Mrs Bell?

I'm not sure, Doctor.

When did you have
your menopause?

A couple of years ago,

maybe three.
I didn't take much notice.

HE SIGHS

Why didn't you come sooner?

It's not really my scene,
being ill.

I don't have time for any of it.

Well, you'll be needing
to find the time now.

I am making an urgent referral

to gynaecology
at St Cuthbert's,

and I want you
to go straight there.

What, now?

This is important.

We need to find out
what we're dealing with.

Something is causing this and we
need to know what it is.

It could be ovarian.

Perhaps one of your family could
meet you at the hospital.

No, I'm fine.

It's a lot of nonsense
about nothing.

Thus bringing
the total financial debt

you have accumulated
in the company's name

to a figure well in excess
of �250,000.

You have brought Aylward
Estates to the brink of ruin.

And only the emergency reserve

and a sizeable donation from your
mother, Lady Aylward,

has kept the company afloat.

What do you have to say?

Simply that the company
was not in the best of shape

when I inherited it, or at least
inherited my father's role,

and that I did everything
I could to reverse its decline.

You did your best,
in other words.

Absolutely my best.

Nevertheless, we are now obliged to
take a strong stance

to reassure our clients.

As a result, you are to be
immediately struck

from the board of Aylward Estates.

I anticipated that.

And I respect the board's decision.

And I'm afraid there are
other measures required.

Your salary from the company
will be stopped forthwith.

Mother... Matthew,
please don't plead with me.

I found the situation in that
room extraordinarily trying

and don't need matters
to be made worse.

The board's decision is final
and cannot be overturned.

I wasn't planning
to ask for clemency.

I simply wanted to apologise...
again.

Your foolishness with the premature
sale of the warehouses

and unwise investment
is best left undiscussed.

I wish I could turn back time.

To what end?

You were a lovely,
kind-hearted child.

And you are
a lovely, kind-hearted man.

That's nothing
to be ashamed of.

I'm just sorry we've all paid
such a high price.

INSTRUMENT CLATTERS

I'm not convinced this is
a gynaecological concern.

Please take Mrs Bell
straight up to the third floor.

She'll need
an abdominal aspiration

as a matter of urgency,
please.

No, you're all right.
I need to be getting back.

I'm planning my dad's funeral,
you see,

and there's my work.

My family rely on me.

I'm sorry, Mrs Bell.
You won't be going anywhere.

I believe you may be looking at
something very serious indeed.

JOYCE: This list is like
the Who's Who of Poplar.

Each division of Raise the Roof

is making lists of prominent
local people or businesses

to canvass for support
for better pay for nurses.

Gosh, I forgot Buckle's.

I'll speak to Violet
tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow morning you will be focused
on your district round.

I've already agreed to cover
your time away next week.

I hope not to have
to cover any more.

TV ON FAINTLY

TV NEWS ANCHOR:
We join our reporter...

The foundlings
are on television!

WDC GRAYSON: The oldest child
cannot give us

any relevant information
about their circumstances,

but he repeatedly
asks for his mother.

We urge her, or any relative,
to come forward.

REPORTER: What sort of woman would
do this to her children?

How about an exhausted
one? Or a sick one?

She may have been both.

Women can do the unthinkable when
they're desperate.

It's been happening
since time immemorial.

Moses himself
was entrusted to the river

and the care of those
who knew him not.

He was raised by
a royal family.

I doubt that's going to happen
to these poor scraps.

SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

TV ON FAINTLY

DOOR CLOSES

Matthew, where have you been?

TV OFF

SHE SIGHS

I waited at the showroom
for two hours!

And what's worse, they said they
didn't have a Sunbeam Imp

or any car at all
under the Aylward name.

You have to call and complain!
Trixie...

There is no car.

What? There... There were problems
at the point of order.

What sort of problems?
A problem you couldn't fix?

I can fix most things, can't I?

But I can't make this better.

Believe me, I've tried.

And I've...failed.

Do you want to tell me
what's happened?

I kept hoping that...

..I could make it right...

..that you'd never have to know.

But I think I have to...now.

I've made a complete and utter mess
of the business.

My father had his own way
of doing things,

but I'm not him.

I took risks.

I made...

..stupid investments.

And all the time,
at the back of my mind,

thinking,
"If I can make this work...

"..he would be proud of me."

Instead, I've lost

everything he worked for.

You can't lose a business
like Aylward Estates.

It's been in your family
for generations.

That fact
has been pointed out to me.

Well, what are you going to do?

Have you discussed this with
the board?

I'm not on the board any more.

I'm not on the payroll either.

What?

And I'm out of a job.

And I'm broke.

No.

We're broke.

We're married.

"For better, for worse...

"For richer...for poorer."

Do you remember that?

Oh, excuse me!
ROSALIND: No, it's fine.

I didn't realise
it was occupied.

No, I wasn't...
I was just studying!

I didn't want to keep Joyce
awake with the light on.

Studying?

At this time of night?

Why are you so worried, lass?

Your written work
is decent enough.

It's not so much the exam

but the viva -

having to answer questions
from a whole panel of people,

all trying to poke holes in my work.

It's simply to ensure
you can explain your thinking

and argue your case.

That's just it!

"Don't answer back"
was essentially the motto

of my childhood. Hmm.

I suppose that comes with being a
headmaster's daughter.

Well, where I grew up,
if you didn't fight back,

you didn't survive.

I, for one, have never been
backward in coming forward.

Perhaps I can help you.

But...how?

Do you have any gym clothes?

What are the lobes

on the maternal side
of the placenta called?

What is the point of this,

other than reminding me
of how unfit I am?

Your brain is putting too much
pressure on the right answer.

Exercise distracts it.

We are going to train
your brain to be ready

for anything in that viva.

Now, those lobes?

SHE PUFFS
Coty... Cotyledons?

Oh, you sure
you don't want to join us?

Save yourself while you can!

Gym shorts
aren't really my style.

Right, jumping jacks!

Now, go the bathroom

and see if you can wash
your own face with a flannel,

ready for Nanny coming.

I keep thinking about his future...

..and how different it's going to be
from everything we planned.

You're going to have to put a brave
face on it in front of him.

Jonty doesn't know anything
about money, or schools,

or holidays abroad.

What he does know about
is the difference

between a happy father
and a miserable one.

And at least we won't be
uprooting him and moving.

You mean, we won't be moving to the
new apartment in the Barbican?

I'm no longer mortgageable,
Trixie. Mortgageable?

But you own this flat outright,
don't you?

I only own...the lease.

And it expires in five years.

I didn't know that.

Nevertheless,
five years is five years,

and we have security of tenure while
we get back on our feet.

Some people would give
their right arm for that.

And if I'm mixing up too many body
parts, you'll have to forgive me,

because I really do have
quite a lot to do today!

TRIXIE SUPPRESSES A SOB

St Cuthbert's have sent over
Gladys Bell's results.

Hand-delivered and marked
for your urgent attention.

Now, I'm experimenting with
a new type of instant coffee.

Thus far, I'm unimpressed.

Cancer.

"Which cannot be treated
with curative intent."

A humbling reminder

that cancer may strike
even the strongest among us.

And we may never know why.

Not in Gladys's case.

The type of cancer she has
is only caused by one thing.

Gladys's illness
was probably avoidable.

HE SIGHS

SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

You could have played
in the league, Doctor.

Once upon a time,
before my knees gave out!

I've come to see your mother.
How's she doing?

Fiercer than ever since they cured
her at the hospital.

Since they cured her?

We were worried
she might be seriously poorly.

But when she went
for the results this morning,

it turns out
she's completely fine.

I think I'd better go in.

He impressed the West Ham scouts.

They reckon next year
he'll make his debut.

I'm buying a season ticket.

Gladys, your consultant
at St Cuthbert's...

Did he go through your
results with you this morning?

He did. According to him,

it'll start to get worse
pretty fast.

He's got it wrong, though -
about all of it.

It's a really rare kind
of abdominal cancer,

almost always caused
by exposure to asbestos.

And that is how I know
I ain't got it!

I have never been anywhere
near that stuff!

Gladys, you are really poorly.

And nobody can help me.

That's what he said,
the doctor in the hospital.

You can't be cured.

But we will help you,

and we will care for you,

all the way through the
coming weeks and months.

How many months?

We never know for certain.

But I'd say quite a few.

Now, maybe more,
if you meet this head-on

and don't try to pretend
it isn't happening.

Well, how does that work, then?

One thing is,
it seems that you're eligible

to join a study being conducted
into asbestos-related cancers.

I may be able to get you in
to see them today -

unless you need time to
think about it.

Time's something
I ain't got much of.

I'll go.

But on one condition.
You don't tell my kids -

not about the cancer,
not about me going to die.

They've got things to do.

And I want 'em to be happy.

FOOTBALL THUDS

TRIXIE: Oh, I shan't have to
do my keep-fit exercises later.

This is exercising
every muscle I possess.

My muscles haven't recovered
from Nurse Crane's jumping jacks!

I bet you're counting the days
till you get your new car.

I thought you were
picking it up yesterday.

Things didn't...quite go
to plan in the showroom.

INDISTINCT SHOUTING
Gosh. What's happening over there?

MAN: Nurse! Nurse!
Can you give us a hand?

TRIXIE: There must have
been an accident.

Sweetie, can you hear me?
What's your name?

IRISH ACCENT: Deirdre... We're here
to help you, Deirdre.

Higher, Sister.

I can barely read it.

What's all this?

Sing hosanna, sing hosanna...

The children are finding singing
Give Me Oil In My Lamp in a round

somewhat challenging, so I shall be
holding the lyrics up

during the performance. I just want
to make sure I've got them right.

Sing, sing, sing...

You've missed out a "hosanna".

Oh, so I have! Sister,
we shall have to start again.

We shall do no such thing!

I am at a critical juncture
in Frankenstein.

I can spare no more time

assisting you
in this harebrained scheme!

SHE GASPS

SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

The baby's heartbeat
sounds strong.

Do you know how close you are to
your due date, Mrs Torpy?

22nd of August.

It's the 26th today.

Your own heartbeat
is quite rapid...

..which makes me think
you're probably anaemic.

I do wish you'd tell us
where you've been

while you've been pregnant...

..what sort of care
you've been able to receive.

Dr Turner...

I've seen pictures of them
pinned up.

I've seen them being called
the...the red ribbon boys.

But...they're my boys,

and I couldn't look after them.

Are they all right?
Please God...

Please God,
say they're all right. Please.

With her health as it is,

she's not in a good condition
for the demands of labour.

And if she's as overdue
as she says...

The baby could arrive
at any time.

Let's start treatment for scabies

and an iron infusion immediately.

And a high-calorie diet
of Complan will help, too,

and sedatives at night.

St Cuthbert's will need to send a
psychiatrist for an evaluation.

In my opinion, Mrs Torpy appears to
be in a deep depressed state.

Well, she's clearly found herself
in a terrible situation.

No doubt the police
will want to interview her

once they get word that she's here.

No police until I say so.

Why don't you run Deirdre a bath?

It's a start, if nothing else.

I tried to keep clean.

A bath will make you feel
so much more comfortable.

They always say, don't they, that
cleanliness is next to godliness?

I thought if the children
were spotless,

God wouldn't lose sight of us,

God might help.

Nobody doubts
you did the best you could.

And nobody, not even me,

really knows

how bad things were...

..or how much
you had to struggle.

SHE BREATHES IN SHARPLY

Deirdre...

What happened here?

My husband hit me -
with a belt buckle.

I took the children with me to the
hospital to get it stitched.

And I never went home again.

It would have been them next.

I left Dublin the next day.

And the hospital,
it's...it's not what they say,

it's what they don't say.

I felt so ashamed.

Nobody is going to make you
feel ashamed here, Deirdre.

I promise you that.

Why does it say "industrial"?

Most commonly,
asbestos-related diseases,

whether in the lungs
or the stomach,

are a result of exposure at work.

I work with people, not asbestos.

You know that, Doctor.

But you may have come into contact
with it without knowing.

And that's the sort of thing
that this study

is trying to investigate.

Please.

Sing hosanna

Sing hosanna...
DISCORDANT SINGING

..Sing hosanna
to the King of Kings.

Sing...
ALL SING OUT OF SYNC

..Sing

Sing

Stay on the "sing"!

Sing...

Give me oil in my lamp

To the verse!

Give me oil in my lamp, I...

Ow! Don't worry.

..Give me oil in my lamp,
keep me burning

Keep me burning
till the break of day!

From your answers, we're
hard-pressed to connect your work

to any of the asbestos sites known
across this part of London.

What about your parents?
Your father?

Dad? He was a drill operator

at the roofing factory
down on Verger Street.

But they shut that down
in between the wars.

I'm afraid the drill operators,
such as your father,

were drilling into asbestos.

He would have had no idea
it was bad for him.

None of the workers did.

Many would go straight home

to their wives
and children afterwards.

My dad, he'd rush home
and put me to bed every night.

He'd still be in his overalls.

Which were probably
covered in asbestos dust.

We don't have any cases on the study
of secondary exposure

affecting the peritoneum as yet.

You'd be an excellent candidate

for trialling
the colloidal gold injections.

Will they cure me?

There's a possibility

that they could prolong
your life by several months.

Several more months of what?

Pain? Vomiting?

Getting my kids to have
to lift me in and out of bed?

Gladys,
we can go through all of this.

No, thank you, Doctor.

I am exhausted.

I ain't got the fight left in me.

I don't want any treatment.

I'm done.

That is my final word.

Nurse Clifford told me
about the injury to your back

which was caused
by your husband.

Did you ever tell the police about
it? And what would they have done

that wouldn't have made it worse?

I did what I thought was best

and put the Irish Sea between me,
the kids and him.

I must have been expecting
when I left.

I knew you could...

..terminate over here,

that it's not a crime.

But I didn't know where to go,
or how to find out.

And I'm glad.

It would have been
a wicked, wicked thing to do.

It must have been very hard,
on your own in a foreign country.

You could have come
to the welfare office.

We exist to help people who have
nowhere else to turn.

I kept thinking
our luck might turn,

that I could somehow
work us out of it.

But I couldn't.

And all the time,

the little one was getting
nearer and nearer.

And one day, I...

..I couldn't make the rent,

and the landlord gave me notice.

So you left the boys
at the church?

When we were walking
through the market, I...

..I saw the roll of ribbon
lying in the gutter.

Nobody saw me pick it up,

just like nobody saw me
leave them there.

I thought my heart would stop...

..that I would stop.

Stop walking.

Go back.

Not leave them.

But...I had to get them
somewhere better.

All we had otherwise
was the streets. And...

..I love them.

I... I...

I love them so, so much.

I don't doubt that
for a moment.

And we will do everything we can

to get the very best
solution for you.

Can I... Can I have them back?

And can I keep this one
when it comes?

Nothing is going to be
decided today, Deirdre.

Mr Robinson needs to go
away and write his notes.

Nurse Franklin's with her
now, giving her a sedative.

The boys are on course to be moved
to more permanent fostering.

And I can't see Deirdre being able
to take care of them for a while,

all things considered.

What about the new baby?

Can't she get some sort of
help with it?

Right now, my great fear is that
Deirdre's of no fixed abode,

physically unwell...

..and suffering from depression.

She might simply fail to cope.

Is it your decision to make?

I'm just part of
the decision-making process.

I'm not sure
that makes it any easier.

CHALK SCRATCHES

Oh. I see you're keeping Nurse
Clifford at the maternity home.

Yes, I want to keep Rosalind
with that poor lass they found.

This case will require resilience.

Rosalind has everything she needs

to make a fine midwife,
but she lacks confidence -

always looking for affirmation
from her elders.

What will she do
when she's out on her own?

If she's to find
her feet anywhere,

it has to be
on the battlefield

in a complicated case
like this one.

Hmm.

You said they had cured you.

Well, I was lying.
There is no cure.

I've only decided to come clean

because I need
to get my house in order.

I do not want to see any tears.
Do you hear me?

I want to make sure
that you're all provided for

as much as I can.

And you...

You keep going
to football practice.

As long as I'm still alive,

what I say still goes.

How is this little one today?

Still not interested
in making an appearance?

I'll tell you something - I'm
feeling some good strong kicks.

They woke me up, those kicks.

It was the most wonderful
feeling in the world.

BABY CRIES NEARBY

Look how beautiful they are.

God knows I'm trying so hard
not to fall in love with mine,

but...I can't help it.

I want to keep it so very much.

I want us all to be together.

A proper family.

Me, the baby...

..and my boys.

Then we shall have
to do everything we can

to convince everyone
of how capable you are.

Absolutely. Thank you so much.

I think I may have something
for you to smile about.

I suddenly remembered
Sir Randolph is a QC.

I've just spoken to him

and he said there may be
an opening at his chambers.

I cannot believe you did that!

Why not?
I said we'd find a way.

And not only
have I been looking for one,

I may very well have found one.

I haven't discussed this
with anybody yet, Trixie!

I need time to consider
the situation,

plan how to get us out of it

with as much dignity as possible!

And I find you've been running
around family and friends

with a begging bowl behind my back?!
Behind your back?!

You've been lying to me
about this for months.

I haven't been lying to you.
I've been shielding you!

I am your wife, Matthew!
HE SIGHS

You're meant to come to me
with your troubles!

We're supposed
to share everything!

Not just the good times.

Not just a home,
or a child or a bed.

We're meant to share it all!

We can't! We can't!

Money, for you,

is just something that
paves the way for happiness!

Your happiness in New York.

Your happiness when
you run amok in Harrods.

Your happiness watching me
save Nonnatus House

and rescue Lisbon Buildings.

I accept the comments
about New York,

and Harrods.

But none of the rest of it
was done for me.

I didn't ask you
to do any of that.

You did it all
of your own free will!

Yeah, I did. I did.

And it made me a better man.

It just didn't make me
a richer one,

or a wiser one...

..or teach me anything

but how bloody terrifying it is

when the life you had evaporates.
I haven't evaporated!

I'm still here!

There's still time.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

CHILDREN PLAYING NEARBY

Are you feeling unwell, Deirdre?

No, no. I'm grand.

Did you remember the sandwiches?

Lemon curd, just like you asked for.

I hope the boys
don't eat them all.

Lemon curd's my favourite.

Look who's here!

How is my biggest wee boy?

The one who's been
so brave and strong

and has looked after
his brother so well?

SHE GROANS

You said there was no cure -
for your cancer.

There ain't.

So, what's this, then?

A letter from your doctor saying you
don't want some injections?

SHE SIGHS

They'd only make me live a bit
longer.

It ain't worth it.

How can you say that?

DOOR CLOSES

ROSALIND: Tommy and
Connor couldn't eat them all.

They'd only go to waste.

Do you want the last one?

No disrespect to lemon curd,

but I think it's probably
the worst thing

you could put in a sandwich!
SHE LAUGHS

SHE CRIES OUT

Deirdre? What's the matter?

I'm grand.

DEIRDRE GROANS

Honestly, I'm grand.

Mr Robinson, can you come and catch
the children, please?

I really don't think you are.

SHE CRIES OUT

That's it, Deirdre.

Nice, slow breaths.

Baby's not descended
any further.

Mother's been in second-stage labour
for well over an hour.

It's as if her body is trying
to keep hold of the baby

for as long as it can,
while it's still hers.

This mother has been
through a great ordeal.

But mothers
are surprisingly resilient.

What can we do
to assist the delivery?

We need to rupture her membranes.

I agree.

Deirdre,

we're going to help things
along by breaking your waters.

Heels to bottom now,
knees nice and wide apart.

This will only take a jiffy.

DEIRDRE GROANS

SHE CRIES OUT

SPLASHING

SHE MOANS

SHE GASPS
Oh, Lord...

I need to push.

That's exactly the response
I was hoping for.

Ah, give us a hand with this,
will you, Phyllis?

It's all for the campaign.

More gimmicks.
I just don't see the point.

It's about solidarity -
standing by each other,

showing we're united,
a team, no matter what.

So no wrinkling your nose,

because I know
that's what you're about.

Otherwise, why else would
you have covered my work?

Or be helping Rosalind out

by putting her through your
Canadian Air Force routine? Hmm?

SHE CRIES OUT

That's it, Deirdre.
You're doing a fabulous job.

Baby's head is resting
in Nurse Clifford's hand.

Now, Deirdre... Now...

On the next contraction,
slow, gentle pushes for us.

DEIRDRE MOANS
That's it!

That's it!

SHE CRIES OUT

She's here, Deirdre!

BABY CRIES
You did it.

You have a gorgeous baby girl.

DEIRDRE SOBS

Oh, look at you.

You're so beautiful.

BABY QUIETENS

I promise...

I promise I'll love you
and protect you.

I'll do things differently.

Whatever it takes.

PHONE RINGS NEARBY

It's a sprain, that's all.

And that's what comes
of scrapping with other lads.

None of you know
your own strength.

Fighting! At football practice!

He's got a real chance at playing
for West Ham youth team

and he goes round thumping people.

Can I go now?

HE SIGHS

DOOR CLOSES

He's struggling, Gladys.

He's tough as old boots.

When you're so young,

every day is full of memories made.

He just wants more time with you.

Excuse me, young man!

HE SNIFFS

I ain't crying!

We all weep.

Some of us just weep on the inside.

The bravest of us
weep on the outside.

I used to think my mum was the
bravest person on the planet.

But she ain't. She's a coward.

I only want to step out onto that
West Ham pitch if she's there.

But she don't want to live
just a bit longer.

Not even for me.

But... No "buts".

I've taken all four of you off
the roster for this evening.

The exams are tomorrow.

Tonight is for rest or revision,

whichever you feel
is most fitting.

Oh, and one more thing...

SHE HUMS

Oh, sorry.

I didn't think
there'd be anyone in here.

I was going to have
a bit of a practice

ahead of the performance.

Sister Veronica has quite
high expectations of us all.

I'm heading home.

I just came in for
a little quiet time with God.

Have you been thinking about
the abandoned children?

I've come to the conclusion
there's no perfect solution.

There never is.

I've seen that time and time again

with my own children -

including May, whose mother
couldn't care for her.

I joined social services
to help families.

Now I seem to be
breaking one apart.

You're not breaking it.

You're finding
the best way to fix it.

Solutions don't have to be perfect.

They just have to work.

BABY GURGLES

You've come to take her
away, haven't you? No, I haven't.

I've come to say...

..she can stay with you.

Really?

You promise me?

I need to talk you
through the benefits

I've been able to arrange.

But I've also found a place in
supervised accommodation,

where you can ask for help

if you or your baby need it.

Just... Just the baby?
What about the boys?

We have to see
how you get on, Deirdre.

The welfare office needs to make
sure you're able to cope.

I will cope. I will.

You need to take this
little by little.

You need to do your best
with the baby.

You're talking sense. I know that.

SHE SIGHS

And I'll do my best, too.

Sorry it took me a while
to come to the door.

Come in.

It's this stick.

I am not enamoured of my own.

It is, however, essential.

Please.

I used to walk down these
streets, people would cower.

Now they're getting out the
way for me.

They feel sorry for me.

I hate it.

You are who you have always been.

"Beware, for I am fearless,

"and therefore powerful."

As a girl,

you underlined this passage
many times.

As a girl, I always had my fists up.

But cancer's taken
all the power from me now.

Then you must take it back.

Go down as you have lived -

fighting.

For one extra day,

one extra hour,

one extra second...

..with those you love.

SHE SUPPRESSES A SOB

I've popped in to see you
on my way home

and made you a plate of toast.

Do you want a piece?

Any lemon curd?
It's all gone.

DEIRDRE SNIFFS
Deirdre...

..I know the news that the
boys must stay in foster care

isn't what you wanted to hear...

..but... I needed to be told.

SHE SNIFFS

And I need to accept it.

I can't give Tommy and Connor
what they need, Nurse.

Not yet.

I'm just scared
that they'll forget me -

not because I want to be
missed, but because...

..I don't want them to be
scared if I do get them back.

We can write them a letter.

I'll give it to Mr Robinson

to read to them
next time he sees them.

But I've got so much
I want to say,

it would take all night
to get it down,

and you've just finished
your shift.

I've got all night...
if you have.

DOOR OPENS

SHE SIGHS

Is there still a lot of work to do?

You'd think going broke
would just happen.

But, yes,
there is...so much to resolve.

Show me.

So, we really do have nothing,
other than my wages?

At least Nonnatus House is safe.

Thank goodness
you signed the deeds over

to the order's name.

You did do that, didn't you?

I see from your notes that
you regularly seek affirmation

from the more senior midwife
during a birth.

How would you cope on your own?

By looking at the greatest
teacher in the room - the mother.

Her body tells you what she needs.

You just have to have
the confidence to listen.

Sister Veronica
will come tomorrow.

And Mr Robinson will visit you
and the baby in a few days.

Thank you, Sister -
for everything.

I came to England
looking for a fresh start,

and now I finally feel
as though I have one.

I always see a birth
as a new beginning.

It's usually here by now.
I don't know...

Am I too late?

The results aren't in yet.

I feel sick. Maybe
I should have a cigarette.

You have both worked
extremely hard,

and it has been a privilege
for us all to teach you.

Oh...my!

We did it, child. We did it!

SISTER JULIENNE:
You have indeed.

And it is my very great pleasure

to offer both of you
permanent positions

at Nonnatus House,
should you wish to join us.

Gosh, if you'll have me,
absolutely!

A million times yes!

As you know, my plan is to become
a hospital matron.

But for now, thank you.

It's a privilege to accept!

APPLAUSE

We passed, we passed!

Congratulations!

Right, midwives,
we mustn't be late.

Patients await!

Give me oil in my lamp...

ALL IN UNISON:
..Keep me burning

Give me oil in my lamp,
I pray...

MATURE JENNIFER:
There is always so much

we can strive for.

Keep me burning
till the break of day...

We can try harder.
..Sing hosanna...

Aim higher. Reach for more.

We must never stop questing.

DOOR OPENS

We will feel better than this,

one way or another.

Sometimes, the balm is simply that
we tried to find a way.

We are stronger than we think...

BABY GURGLES

..and less alone than we imagine.

We are all the answers
to each other's questions.

And we came here,
together, to love...

..and learn to live.

Can you have your own room?
Bless you,

this isn't a hotel. Most of
the ladies like the company.

There has been a fantastic
turnip harvest this year.

I've done a deal
with Larry off the market.

Chester thinks he can raise
all the necessary capital.

So if we join forces,

I could see a return on my
investment within five years.

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