All language subtitles for Tilly Trotter by Catherine Cookson _ TV Drama Romance Miniseries (1999) E03 Subtitles

WHAT WAS PULL

let's go

let me black

What do you want to do?

Tell me!

What brings you this time the daylaus?

My job, Mrs. Drew.

They've sucked you.

Well, the mistress has gone back to her mother's

and taken the burns.

So I'm not needed anymore.

So what will you do?

Well, I was wondering if.

Well, it's been spit it out last.

A little get stuck.

Do you think I could stay here till I get fixed up somewhere?

Well, where else?

Mind you, you might have to sleep on the mat

in front of the fire.

I'll read and stand a note against the wall.

Of course you can still hear with her slas.

There'll always be a place for you to rest your head here.

Oh, thanks, Mrs. Drew.

Timmy, what are you doing here?

Oh, Tilly.

No, you too.

Why are you working?

I got the sack.

So I'm staying with you till I can find something else?

Oh, no!

Now, I've told Tilly she'll be treated like one of the family.

Does that mean you'll clip around the ear?

No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

No, I've told Tilly she'll be treated like one of the family.

Does that mean you'll clip around the ear like you do me, Ma?

Oh, what in all, they should mind it and be like you do.

Where are you going to sleep, Tilly?

Standing up, your ma says.

No, I'll keep standing up.

You can't have my socks.

Oh, yeah, wait.

That's enough.

The last I think we're all going.

Thanks for having me, Mrs. Drew.

I'll go with the shields tomorrow.

I'm sure I'll find something.

Where are you, I'll ask.

That's it.

You want the morrow rings there?

Mm-hmm.

But the morrow didn't bring anything all the day after.

And I began to realise just how precious that job at Highfield had been.

Any luck at the day?

Nothing.

Okay, they have been thinking.

Maybe I should go down the pit.

You don't be daft.

I haven't any idea where it's late down there.

Yeah, wouldn't last for eight minutes.

Shut up, you two.

Some of us are trying to get some sleep.

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APPLAUSE

All right, good.

John, how you doing?

Come on, John again.

Coming!

What can I do for you, Boneylass?

I'm looking to be set on.

How you know?

What's your name?

Tilly Trotter, sir.

I'm staying with the Druze.

Have you been down below?

No, sir.

But Kitty's told me all about this.

Oh, Kitty.

She thinks she knows more about this bloody all in the ground than I do.

Well, it will be Boneylass.

Yes.

Hi.

Right then.

Meet you across there.

You've done what?

You don't have to, any.

Something else will come up.

Won't Mrs. Druen? No, it won't.

But you don't know what you're doing.

Nobody goes down below unless they have to.

Well, see, as I have no job, no money and nowhere to live,

I say I have to.

Wouldn't you?

I can't stop you, Tilly.

But don't say I didn't warn you.

It's only because he cares for you, Lass.

Right.

There's a bit dinner for you.

You're sure about this.

You can't start changing your mind.

I'm sure.

God help you, Tilly.

You'll need him.

He's gone.

That's Billy Snace.

It's too rough.

The Pawnee's down on the West Sea.

Come on.

If you stop every time you see that,

you're not that long down here.

Don't be frightened, dov.

That's the one we'll call Charlie.

He's a cheeky little booger.

You're telling me I'm bloody tame?

You're next to it, you don't get a crack.

Oh, shut up.

You're bloody crumbling.

That's a big meggy.

She keeps him in that place.

Make sure I be people the right side of her.

Is this a new one, Tilly?

I'm a meggy.

My name's Tilly.

Well, Tilly.

You stand there like a bloody stook.

Is it sure?

Here, he'll show you what to do with us.

No, it's not.

You're not going to love me.

Come on.

Come on.

Nearly done.

You can soon get your head down.

It's your first day all the way.

It never seems about again.

And Biddy was right.

As the weeks went by, the mind didn't hold any horrors for me.

The work was hard, but I didn't mind that.

But I did hear it being on the ground.

I miss the sun and fresh air in my lungs.

I was a big hoe.

Sam was a big hoe.

I knew he'd take the shank of me.

And I liked him too.

In fact, life with the Druze, crowded, though it was,

was turning out to be one of the happiest times in my life.

The house has changed since you've been in it.

I'm more crowded.

No, I mean it.

Do you like living here with us?

Oh, Sam, I love it.

I like the brothers and sisters I never had.

I'd like to be more than a brother to you.

You know that, don't you?

Think on it, eh?

There's no rush.

I like it.

I think on it.

Come on.

Go and give my hand with the tear, eh?

Oh, look.

Flip them.

Watch it.

Tilly, Tilly.

The gentleman Anna Horz asking for you.

It's probably Farmer Benput.

He's that friend I told you about and looked after me granny and granda.

Oh, I...

Well, ask him in if you like.

No, you don't.

Cheeky.

Hello, Simon.

Look, Tilly.

I didn't know we had gone till the other day.

Don't be near for a few weeks now.

I can't stand here.

Come for a walk.

Just a minute.

I'm just going for a walk. I won't be long.

Why don't you ask to visit our end?

He hasn't got much time.

Why don't you come to everyone you left the man at?

You should know the answer to that.

I could have at least seen you were decently housed.

But I'm decently housed.

I'm happy you're living with the Druze and I've been in a long time.

And are you happy working down the pit?

Because that's what I hear you're doing.

Look, I'll give you the money.

You can get a decent room in shields until you find someone.

I can't bear the thought of you down there.

I feel responsible for you.

Well, I'm responsible for myself now.

And what's more, there's nobody hounded me.

And I'm staying with the Druze as long as they'll have me,

so you needn't worry about me.

I'll always worry of you, Tilly.

No matter what comes me way in life, no matter how much I change,

my feelings feel always be the same.

Like they were when I was a little girl.

Just as you say, Tilly.

I may be starting cordons soon.

Sam Drew, he wants me.

Do you want in?

Yes.

Because I can't see me doing any better.

And I'll have a house at me all.

House.

I wouldn't use him as Stuy's.

No, perhaps you wouldn't, Simon.

But then you don't know you were born.

Now if you don't mind, I've got to get back.

Mrs. Drew likes us all there at tea time.

In the Stuy.

I'm sorry.

Tilly, I'm sorry.

Yes, all I.

Goodbye, Simon.

I'll be back.

Dear Mark, I hope this letter finds you well.

I wanted to let you know my plans for the children once they break up for the Christmas holidays.

I am prepared to let them stay with you at Highfield for a few days.

Bloody woman.

It was not the duty to meet up.

No, sir.

But I don't know why.

The shifts are putting in the effort.

The wages are an issue.

I don't think so, sir.

They need the work at the end of the day.

So, any idea as well?

What?

Maybe some of the seams are getting a bit thread-basing.

I probably need to open up a few more.

Right.

I'd better take a look.

Tell Forest her to meet me, then pet her.

I'll make this a light on here.

Oh, you.

Fill it.

I will have the barremen on us.

Take a breather, Betty.

I'll be back in a minute.

Give her life.

Give her life.

I'm coming, Betty!

Trotter.

He's been coming again.

Don't cut it.

Trotter!

Go on, Betty.

Trot!

Trotter!

Trotter!

Oof.

Wake up, sir.

Wake up.

That's it, sir. Wake up.

I don't know what's happening.

It was a fool.

Look at this!

Your legs are caught, please.

Don't worry.

They're just sitting there.

They're going to have to go without you.

They'll be all right.

You hurt me, sir.

It's not like you're going to be a fool.

You hurt me, sir.

It's not like...

Stop it.

Stop it.

The ball belongs.

Right lads!

We have ten on the ship than accounted for.

That includes Mr. Sopworth and Mr. Forrester.

Davy, did Tilly get out?

No, sir.

I'm soldin' to see.

No.

I don't know what it'll be like down there.

So I'll be lookin' for volunteers.

I'll go down with the first party, Davy.

Come on lads.

Do you think you've...

I'll move some of those rocks on my feet.

I'll try, sir.

Okay.

Dance!

I don't think I should sit.

I might bring the horn up down on top of you.

No.

You won't be long, sir.

Where's the little girl?

Uh-oh.

D'it, huh?

Come on lads.

Here, as we go.

Go.

Just wait fifty feet to the south face.

Start it all away.

Let's get started.

Can you hear anything?

No, sir.

The little where we are.

Would you help my home?

Please.

Confusing things, Hans.

I think.

It'd be badly offered out, wouldn't say.

The D.B. would.

D.B. would.

I'm taking a little time.

Oh, lookin'.

We made it start, D.B.

Put us a long way to go.

Get your silhouette at bed.

I'll see you tomorrow.

She should never have gone down, Ma.

I feel so bad.

Thank God you've been put on the west face.

Any new son?

No, Ma.

It's a bad fall.

Could be days.

Stop!

Hold it, lads.

Later, will ya?

Alright.

Alright, girl.

I thought it was something I could do before.

You're already doing something.

You're here.

You're too crazy.

Cry.

What am I gonna do if you found me?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Mrs. Hansen.

Mrs. Forrestit.

Mrs. Weston.

Mr. Widdaker.

Sorry.

Tilly.

Have you found Tilly?

No. Not yet.

Sorry.

Oh, my hand.

Keep living, God.

I don't know, sir.

Sometimes, yes.

Sometimes, no.

I was learning it this morning.

Was it yesterday?

I don't know.

I'm not learning anymore, though.

It's close.

It's not over.

Come on, lads.

It'll be alright.

It'll be alright.

Get off me!

Get out!

I don't know what's all this.

Don't ask this bloody stupid question.

Tell me about this.

I did what I had to do.

I amputated your left leg up the knee.

Otherwise, you'd have been dead by the time they got you out.

And I'm afraid your right leg will never work.

You should be grateful.

You take off my body.

You take off my body.

Could be worse.

Really?

Would tell me how you're alive.

Unlike those at the mine who would kill.

You've got pneumonia.

Still in the bad way, l hear.

Let's have a look at this.

Just tell us where St. Mary's ward is, please.

Okay, Tilly.

Tilly.

I wanted to come earlier, but they said you were two-wheel.

You feeling any better?

Yes, thank you, Simon.

Gotta get you out of here.

They said I have to stay three more days.

I can get you a little place in shields.

Oh, Simon, I couldn't.

You got the lose, Tilly.

It'll be a fresh start.

And I...

I think about it, eh?

I've got to go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

What's he after?

He wants to get in there, place in shields.

Don't worry, so you're going to be a cat woman, aren't you?

Oh, I would never do that.

Just as well.

Because as soon as you're well enough to get out of this midden,

I'm taking you home.

I'm not going to go.

Oh, it was true.

The Drew Cottage was warm now,

and I couldn't wait to get back.

I'm going to be a cat woman.

Oh, that's so funny.

Oh, my God.

Look at this.

Look at you.

Oh, come on, Simon.

Come on, Simon.

You pull a vein.

Tilly.

You need to get us some soup, will you, Pat?

Ma'am.

We've got you home now.

I'll soon have you back to Strings.

Simon, send Mrs. Lucas up.

I need you to run an errand for me.

Yes, sir.

Come on, Simon.

Come on, Simon.

Come on, Simon.

Hello, Tilly. How are you?

I'm fine for this.

It's nice to see you.

Oh, it's hard.

It doesn't mean she'll be here at all, really.

It isn't Mrs. Lucas, but you made some excuse.

Anywhere.

The most want you to go and visit him?

Visit him.

No.

I...

put him up to the drive.

All right.

I'm just a bit wobbly on my legs.

Oh, you'll be right in all the way.

You can't come to much, huh?

I'll wait for you outside.

Take whatever comes last.

Grab it with both hands.

He hasn't gone to the trouble of sending for you,

just to tell you what a lovely date is.

Come on.

Thank you, Fred.

You're welcome, Mom.

Come on.

You'll be all right.

Thanks, Phyllis.

I understand the master wishes to see me.

Thank you, Sam.

Hello, Trotter.

Hello.

Come.

Sit down.

Leave us.

Oh, Mrs. Lucas, how'd he set up?

A good tea, mind.

So, how are you?

I'm quite well, sir. Thank you.

Well, he don't look quite well.

Your thin is a rake.

So I'm told, sir.

Mrs. Drew, sir.

She'll never be short of a clothes prop.

You're staying with the Drews, I gather.

Yes, sir.

I was sorry to hear about your legs, sir.

It's all right, Trotter.

It's only thanks to you, I'm here at all.

I never thought I'd see the day.

When I had to put myself out for that little trolop.

He's known himself, you know, Mrs. Braggard.

Oh, well.

The soner he starts being his self, the better.

There.

We don't want to keep her much as he waiting.

Ida!

Did you ever think we'd see daylight?

No, sir.

Not at I.

I've wished more than once that I hadn't.

Oh, don't say that, sir.

You know the mines finished.

So they tell me, sir.

I'm not sorry.

I'm done with mining, let someone else have it on their conscience.

You know, I knew nothing about mines.

Until I spent those days down there with you.

I'm done with them.

Thank you, Simes.

Trotter really seems to me.

Come on.

I'm looking.

I asked you to come for two reasons.

First, I wanted to thank you for seeing me through that awful time.

Oh, sir. I didn't do it.

No, don't protest.

I know what you did.

And I'll never forget it.

The other thing was, I was wondering if you'd like to come to us over the holidays.

Look after the children for me.

Only for a few days.

Oh, yes, sir. I'd love that.

Good.

That settled them.

Er, wait.

Did you get those packages that I sent to the hospital?

Yes. Thank you.

You didn't get them, did you?

No, sir.

Bloody lot of thieves.

I ordered special food to be sent four times.

Things are not right in this house, Trotter.

Someone will pay for this.

Oh, please, sir. I don't want to cause any more trouble.

They didn't like me when I was here, except Phyllis and Mr. Leiburn.

The rooms had followed me from the village about me being a witch.

A witch?

Well, a very benevolent witch, I'd say.

You certainly charmed my children into some semblance of order, I suppose.

Would you be good enough to pull the bell for me?

What now?

Maybe he's invited at the state of her dinner?

Simes, ask Cook to make up a hamper for Mr. Trotter.

And have Leiburn ready with a coach in 10 minutes.

Yes, sir.

Er and Simes do tell Cook not to skimp on the hamper.

Of course, sir.

I'll give him dog skimp.

Throwing a wee good food on Trash.

What does he think he's playing at treating a girl like any cook?

Well, I should be going, sir.

Of course.

So, when do you think you'll be fit enough to start?

Well, any time, sir.

Or by the look of you, I think you need a few more days, rest.

Why not take it here?

Well, I shouldn't come before I'm needed.

Monsens?

You can start on Monday.

Would you have a hair?

As I remember, this is how we prepare to die, isn't it?

It is, sir.

Oh, good girl, Trash.

Goodbye, sir.

Well, thank you. I'll be here on Monday.

Good. Oh, Trotto.

I'll send the coach for you.

On the table, please, Fred.

What's this?

Thanks, Fred.

Sorry, Tilly.

Hey, say you want a new one?

Yes, this is yours.

Look at this, ma.

It has some kick, huh?

It's really nice.

Looks like Christmas has come in for us.

Maybe it has Mrs. Drew.

Maybe it has.

It has her look at me.

It was strange being back in the old room.

And even strange being treated like a guest.

I could only imagine what they were making of it downstairs.

Why should we have to run about after who?

All she's done since she's arrived is sit and read.

It's treat now like an invalid.

Well, she's probably got a curse on him.

She helped save the master's life.

Tilly, that counts for something.

Why don't you look after her, then?

Come on!

Are you arrested?

I'll be glad for tomorrow when the children arrive.

Down and blast you, woman.

I'm not.

You want it down below?

Very well. Thank you, Simes.

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

The children won't be coming.

Though my wife promises me faithfully, she'll send them next holidays.

That'll be nice.

Which brings us to you.

What will you do if you go back to the Druze?

Look for work, sir.

That's all I can do.

What will you say if I offer you a post?

It wouldn't work, sir.

Them down below would never accept me.

They just don't like me.

But if you had authority over them, as price had,

I had in mind you taking the position of nurse, come, matron, come, dictator of the first floor.

Them downstairs would never have it, sir.

To hell with them, Trotter.

Am I master here or not?

Oh, yes, sir.

So what do you say?

Wouldn't you think?

A girl who was trapped underground and had the courage not to show her fear

would have the courage to face a few mean-minded people?

I, sir. You would think so.

Well?

I'd be grateful to accept the posts, sir.

Well, don't, Trotter.

At least we'll have some excitement in the house.

Now, go and ask Mrs. Lucas to come and speak to me.

Mrs. Lucas, the master wishes to see you.

Good morning, signed.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning, Harry.

Good morning, Mrs. Lucas.

It's Father upstairs.

Yes, master, Harry.

Trotter, can I introduce my son Harry?

Sir?

How do you do?

She looks after me, don't you?

I try, sir.

Could you organize some refreshment?

Well, she's a chain from the dragon of the nurse you had after the accident.

It's not just a nurse.

She's in charge of the house.

Since when?

Two days ago.

Oh, well, that explains the long faces downstairs.

Mrs Lucas, could you arrange some refreshments for Mr Harry please?

You'll have to ask in the kitchen.

I'm afraid I'm rather busy.

Adiut, will you please ask Cook to make some refreshments for Mr Harry?

Cook?

What?

Message from upstairs?

Refreshments for Mr Harry.

Who's asking?

Trotter!

Whoa!

All right!

That'd be all, sir.

Yes, thank you, Trotter.

So far, so good.

That's not how I'd put it, sir.

Meaning?

The staff aren't exactly cooperating.

They'll soften once they get to know you.

I might be all by then.

Good night, Trotter.

Good night, sir.

She's a witch, I tell you.

A witch.

Don't be silly, Cook.

And how else did you explain where the ignorance flood gets our powers from?

She's not ignorant, Cook.

She can read and write better than Mrs Lucas, Fred says.

The ones coming to pass on us.

I'm a farmer, then, would.

You watch next to the name of Mr Harry.

Did I hear my name being taken in vain?

Well, Cook.

Yes, you did hear your name.

But it wasn't in vain.

Well, we were all so glad to see you back and unhappy in that,

in spite of the tragedy.

And I say, tragedy in more ways than one.

Really?

But things have got to such a pitch here.

Well, we can't go on like this.

None of us can.

It's that tele Trotter, Master Harry.

It is the trouble she's caused since she's been in this house.

Life's unbearable, sir.

In what way?

Well, it isn't right.

The position she's in.

And from Mr Pike downwards, we all say the same.

And we've got our heads together.

And I'll tell you this much.

Either she goes or we all go.

It is my place, Cook, to say what the staff have or have not decided.

But things are not right in this house.

And there's got to be changes.

Oh, well, there'll be trouble.

It's got to be settled.

So am I to understand that if Trotter doesn't go, you all go?

Yes.

Something along those lines.

Because I'm at the end of my tether.

Very well, then, Alan.

Inform my father of the situation.

Father, can I have a word?

Is Trotter about?

Job's stirs, I think.

Why?

Father, how do you find her?

Find her.

What do you mean?

What does she throw her weight around?

Harry, what are you getting at?

She's the best thing that's happened to me since the accident.

You've heard the witch story.

No, what witch story?

Some of the staff think she's a witch.

Oh, so that's what it's all about.

Well, what's all about?

Well, it seems they all want rid of her.

Go on.

Mrs. Lucas and the cook.

I think they're going to present you with an ultimatum.

Either she goes or they go.

And ultimatum, which are on that bloody feet.

And give them an ultimatum.

Well, they can all go.

Every damn one of them that won't take Trotter's orders can leave, Harry.

But, Father, it's almost Christmas.

You can't leave the house without staff.

Harry, there are people around about crying out for work.

Just think it over, Father.

Go go, me, Whiskey, and the dressing.

Do you have everything you need before a board of heads?

Yes, thank you, Trotter.

You were right.

The master wants to see you all.

And if you ask me as he were all in for trouble.

MUSIC

Now, I understand you.

The proposition to put to me.

Is that so, Pike?

Well, sir.

He finds it difficult, sir, to talk about the matter.

The matter?

Trotter, sir.

Trotter?

What about it?

We all think alike, sir.

Trotter's a bad influence.

And, well, it gets you a bile.

When someone like the likes of her, she starts to throw a weight around.

Well, that surprises me, Koga.

I've always found her rather shy.

Oh, you must.

People can be taken in.

But we know what we know.

Well, Koga, what do you suggest I do?

Get rid of her, master.

But if I can't.

Well, master.

Then I'm afraid you'll lose your stuff.

And we've served you well for over ten years.

Yes.

Yes, you have.

But you haven't served me as well as you've served yourself, have you?

In fact, you've all served yourselves well.

Haven't you?

How much have you made, Mrs. Lucas?

And you cook.

I understand how to special book for your racket.

Now, your proposition is that I get rid of Trotter, or you leave.

Well, for your information, I'm keeping Trotter.

So what does that tell you?

You, Simon's, you, Mrs. Lucas, and you, Bracket, will leave tomorrow.

I will allow one month's full pay in lieu of notice.

Pike, you serve both my father and my grandfather.

You miss day, or leave with the others.

It's not right, sir.

To be thrown out like this.

Oh, get out.

Out!

I can't help feeling sorry.

They didn't feel sorry for you, did they?

They would have had you thrown out.

No. It's a new beginning, Trotter.

And tomorrow, you can do what we discussed.

Oh, hello, Tilly Loz.

You brought nothing today.

Jimmy, eat cheek.

You best sit down.

Mrs. Drew, can you cook?

Where are you, Lassie and Orcan?

Good. You're engaged.

Miss Drew, would you care to assist your mother in the kitchen?

Look at that.

What's going on?

Good, Lass, what's going on?

Don't keep us in the dark.

The master found out it was being robbed and his sector's whole staff.

You've all got jobs in the manner, if you want it.

What, all of us?

All of you.

Oh, and, um, can you start the matter?

Oh, no, Tilly.

It was a lucky day for us when we stumbled across you.

Merry Christmas, Bitty.

Yes.

What's going on?

It's a good day.

It's wonderful that you want to hear all about it.

Right?

Well, we're going to all of our lives.

And you're all going to get your own.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

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Oh, my God.