All language subtitles for The Darling Buds of May s02e01 Oh, To Be in England 1

Any news?

Oh.

No

news

then?

Mark, get over there, is he?

And Rose?

Oh, yes. She said there's plenty of ham
and pickle and some of that trifle left

and you're to help yourself.

The boy.

And he's going to be called John
Marlborough Churchill

Blenheim Charlton.

All right, sit.

Yeah.

I was just... just thinking, that's all.

About what?

Oh, I don't know about everything,
really, I suppose.

I was just thinking about... how it
seemed like yesterday when I held

in my arms.

They grow up so fast.

What's it all about, Mark?

What's it all about?

It's

been

a bit of a special day today, hasn't it?

A bit of a special day.

Yeah. Oh, I think I can make use of
this, Mrs. Meredith.

Oh, yes.

In fact, I'm sure I can.

Jolly good.

Now, what else?

Oh, yes, of course. It's all in the
shed.

Oh. We had it put there after we left
the big house in 1952.

Or was it 53?

No, 52, almost a third.

Anyway, the year the king died, bless
him. Yes, that was February 52.

Ah, then I was wrong, because I remember
listening to the news here on the

wireless and being incredibly angry with
that Simpson woman.

Anyway... Here we are.

Rather a jumble, I'm afraid. Hasn't been
touched for years.

So I think perhaps the best thing would
be for you to sort out what you want,

and then we could... You think so?

Yes. Yes, all right then.

We'll, uh... Oh, I was wheeled about in
that bassinet.

So was my sister.

I tipped her out on many occasions.

And once I... Well, I'll leave you to
it. Good.

Lovely.

Well, time to settle up.

Daddy, what did we say? You said 65
quid, right?

So, tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to call it 70 quid, including
this lot, because there's some lovely

Jerrys in there. Mar will love them. I
know she will.

There you go.

Does that satisfy you?

Oh, absolutely, mister.

Absolutely. That's all right, because
now's the time to say.

You've been most fair.

Most fair.

Good. My goodness.

I must put this somewhere safe.

Hmm.

Must be quite a strain, looking after a
place like this.

You know, lady on her own. Yes.

I miss my husband dreadfully.

You've got no one else, then?

I'm afraid we weren't blessed with
children.

Right then, I'll come over for the buggy
later in the week. Say what about

Thursday? Thursday too? I shall make a
note of it in my diary.

Right, Thursday then. I shall look
forward to it.

Oh, and it was in 1951 that we moved out
of the big house.

It was the year that charming man, Sugar
Ray Robinson, who I always feel should

have been a tap dancer, stopped... Jake
LaMotta in the 13th round.

Oh, I do wish you'd hurry up, Sid. My
spuds are ready.

Just a half a ticky and I'll be with
you.

Ta -da!

Oh, well, of course, you've got a bit of
fine -tuning to do, but what do you

think of it in principle, eh?

It's a bit big, isn't it?

No, no, no, no, no.

Imposing. Imposing is the word.

He'll be bringing home a butler next, I
sure wonder.

You've got to admit, you've got to
admit, it adds tone.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do
with them things.

I've got a very nice flush toilet, thank
you very much.

What, these? These are all the fashion
nowadays. These Regency, um, you know,

what's -its.

Yeah, people put flowers and that in
them. What? Oh, yeah.

That's what you mean. Yeah, they look
very nice at Christmas. That would be

heart, isn't it? Yeah.

I don't know about this pot, though. I
mean, this ain't Regency. I don't know

what it is.

But it might be worth a shilling or two.

I don't think of her there on her own in
that lonely little house.

Well... I just don't seem like one.

I just don't seem like one.

I wonder... Would she be offended, do
you reckon, if I took her a little bite

eat when I went over there to pick the
buggy up on Thursday?

I'll make her up a basket.

How's that?

Come on. There we are.

Come on.

Come

back.

Morning, Charlie.

Morning, Pop.

Present for you, look.

Oh, very nice. Thank you.

Are you going to have anything else you
dare that grabs your fancy?

Hey, got a good freezer if you could
make use of it. Oh, well, that's very

but no thanks. We really don't have
enough room.

Oh, all right. Well, I'll hang on to it
just in case you change your mind.

Oh, hey, look.

Hey, how's my little apple?

We've just got him off.

Look at that.

He gets more beautiful every day, yeah.

So do you, sweetheart.

Pop, sorry to mention... Sorry to
mention it, but you did say I could

truck for my deliveries.

Yeah, of course you can, of course you
can, Charlie.

You won't be needing it for the rest of
the day.

Here you are. Oh, look at this, look.
Oh, yeah, well.

How's the old pheasant chick rearing
business?

Making your fortune yet, are you?

Well, actually, it's a bit slow at
present.

Don't worry, he'll soon pick up. He'll
pick... That reminds me...

He says he knows where he can get a
lovely piebald for the buggy.

Buggy? What buggy? He's bought a buggy
from that Mrs Meredith.

Yes, it's for baby Oscar and little
Blenheim, so they're going to have a

trot round the meadow.

You think of the sweetest things.

Ah, good afternoon, Mrs Meredith.

Lovely afternoon, isn't it, eh? Makes
you feel glad to be alive.

You can fair hear the grass growing.

Oh, dear.

It's Mr... It's Larkin.

We said come over on Thursday.

You remember?

It's all right, isn't it?

Who's that, Aunt Violet?

It's a gentleman, Mr... Larkin. It's a
Mr Larkin, sir.

Ah!

You're the junk, Johnny.

I'll deal with this, Aunt Violet. You go
and finish your rest.

It's like this, Mr... You run along now.

There's a good girl.

There's a good girl.

I'm Captain Broadbent. Mrs. Moran is the
nephew.

Step inside.

I'd like a word.

Yes, sir.

The purpose of your...

Visit is what, exactly?

Well, to pick up the buggy.

Ah, yes.

The buggy.

All paid for, is it?

Yes, and to deliver this little
something to Mrs Meredith.

Oh, yes? What's that?

Just a few bits and pieces from my good
lady.

I'll leave it there, sir. I'll leave it
upright like that because it's got a

bottle of cherry brandy in it.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yes.

Best Morella, Colonel.

Seven years in the bottle.

Captain, actually.

Oh, begging your pardon, sir, a natural
mistake to make. I mean, you know, the

man with your bearing and all, you know.

Quite.

Well, if we could come straight to the
point and close the door, there's a good

fellow.

Certainly, Colonel.

You've probably gathered that the old
lady doesn't have her full

complement of the grey stuff.

Not her fault, of course. Time takes its
toll on all of us. I myself am not the

man that I was.

I'm not saying that she's completely
gaga.

Certainly not.

The problem is... The problem is she
doesn't always remember things.

You're, um... You're with me.

Are you, uh, Larkin?

Well, hanging on the best I can,
Colonel. Now, as I understand it, you've

a load of junk from that shed out there.

All square and above board, Colonel.

Well, no -one's suggesting otherwise,
actually.

Very glad to hear it, sir.

No, but, er... Unfortunately,
unfortunately, much of what she's told

family heirlooms, nothing very much, a
couple of bits and pieces.

My point being that they're supposed to
stay in the family, written to the will

and so forth.

Funny place to store the family
heirlooms in a shed in the garden, I

thought. Well, I've been saying that to
my aunt for years.

But as well as being a bit... It can be
very stubborn.

Anyway, you can see my problem.

Yes, and you want them back.

Well, not everything.

Just that which applies.

It will, of course, be reimbursed out of
my own pocket.

Well, that sounds fair enough.

Oh, good man.

Of one condition.

That is that I get to hang on to the
potties and the suit of armour.

Done.

Where do you want them?

He said to just leave them here and the
gamekeeper will pick them up later.

Ready? Mm -hmm.

Thank you. Mm -hmm.

One more.

Are you sure, Charlie?

I'm not a seven -stone weakling, you
know, Mariette.

It was an accident, Charlie.

Besides, we managed to collect them all
up, didn't we? We didn't. We lost most

of them.

It's not just that.

It's selling eggs and hatching chicks.

It's not that I'm ungrateful to Pop for
setting it up in the first place.

But it's not enough, Maria.

I can't spend my life...

Especially now there's another mouth to
feed and God knows how many more.

You see, a chap like me ought to be able
to think of something.

Something better.

Charlie. What I have to do is identify a
need and then fill it.

Not just eggs and chicks.

Turn up, Charlie.

It might take a bit of time, but... Pop
will always make sure that we don't...

You know.

That's just it.

No disrespect, but I just want it to be
me.

Do you remember this? Hey, Violet.

Wonderful, wonderful, Jessica.

And I do thank you so much, Mr, um,
uh... Sidney.

Sidney, do you mind if we stop here for
a minute and have a little smoke?

Please, Sidney.

There you go.

Here you are.

Good boy.

Good boy.

There you are, Violet.

Cigar smoke's not offending you, is it,
Violet? Oh, dear, no. I adore the smell

of cigars.

In fact, I must confess, I once took
several teeny -weeny puffs of one of my

husbands.

Like it, did you?

It's a shame to say I did rather much.

Go on, then.

Have a little draw.

Sidney, you're quite outrageous.

Yes, I know I am. But have a little
draw.

A little bit of what you fancy.

All right, you dared me.

I always loved to dare.

Quite delicious.

I knew you'd like it.

That is the best Havana.

Thank you, Violet. Well, here you are.

That's all the stuff the captain asked
me to return.

Oh, dear.

Thank you. That's all right. Now then,
what about a nice glass of sherry before

you go?

Oh, well, I tell you what.

I'd prefer a drop of brandy, if that's
not being too forward of me.

I'm afraid I haven't got brandy.

I used to keep it, of course.

No, no, no. I was thinking about the
bottle that Ma sent over in the hamper.

I don't think there was any brandy.

If there was brandy, I would have... I
mean... It's all right, Violet, all

right. No, no, it's my mistake. Don't
worry.

A drop of sherry would go down a treat.

I'll tell you what.

Allow me to do the honours.

Now, you can tell me to mind my own
business if you think that I'm

the mark.

But I think that a lady of your, well,
mature years, living on her own, could

with a bit of help around the place.

Cook you a decent meal now and again,
that sort of thing.

You're absolutely right.

And I intend getting someone at least
once a week.

That's my plan, you see.

That's how I'm going to spend the £50
you gave me. Good.

£50? No, it was £70 I gave you.

It was £70.

70 pounds, remember?

No, no, no, no.

Yes, yes.

This time I know I'm right.

Look here.

My nephew was very worried of my putting
all that money into the Indian jar.

So he put it all into the bank for me.

There.

You see?

Yes, I see. No, you're right. You're
right, Violet. It seems to be that I'm

one with the memory going on the blink.

Can you believe it, Ma, eh? I mean,
fiddle for one of her own family. Leave

anything now, Dave.

Well, I mean, I... Look, this is not an
umbrella stand.

Oh.

Wonderful.

All right. All right.

I just want to see if the baby's all
right. Sit down, girl.

We've been up and down like a death and
box all evening.

Go and see how little someone bled.

I don't know.

You jiggling about like a pea in a
bucket. It's mad at me.

I haven't moved a limb all evening.

Here. Ma, what's for after?

Oh, I've got some of them lovely French
melons.

Mm -hmm. Melon.

Right. Nice drop of pork, Charlie boy.

Very nice.

Got the plate. There you are. Told you
you would.

Everybody's been here.

Right. You too, plate.

All right. No, plate. It's hard to...
You go and get the pork, will you, son?

That's it. All right. Here you go, girl.
Hello.

Mm -hmm.

Open that one.

Oh, it reminds me.

Well, a letter from France.

From Mademoiselle Dupont.

Oh, she was really nice, she was, wasn't
she?

Hey, Ma, you can invite her over.

That's what I keep trying to tell her.

Why don't we ask her over for the
christening?

What christening?

John Blenheim.

John Blenheim?

You're going to christend John Blenheim?

Hmm. Well, it's customary.

In most families it is, isn't it?

Never had any of ours done, did we, Ma?

Hmm?

Well, not one.

Never thought to mention it.

We'll have them both done.

What? Who?

Little John Blenheim and Oscar.

A double christening.

Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah, if you like.

Any excuse for a party.

Good idea, Mo.

Yeah.

Marius!

Marius! What happened?

No, nothing's happened.

Nothing bad, anyway.

I just met this chap, purely by chance.
Fantastic, really.

And he's got this barge load of pig iron
for sale.

Pig iron?

Scrap, from his foundry up in the
Midlands.

He's offered to sell it to me for £50.

£50? Yeah, he wanted £75, but I beat him
down.

You'd have been really proud of me.

Yeah, but £50, Charlie.

No, I can sell it on and double it
within a week.

Treble it, even.

That's where the real money's to be made
these days, you see. Scrap metal.

So what do you think?

If you say so, Charlie.

Well, no, it's our money, you see.

I mean, it'll have to come out of our
saving, so I do need you to be in full

agreement.

Well, if you think it's right, it's
right with me.

I just know it's the start I've been
looking for.

Don't tell Pop, though, yet, eh?

You just want to get it all buttoned up
first.

Of course I won't.

Hey, ladies.

Good day.

Can I help you at all?

Oh. Yeah, I was looking for the old, um,
I mean the reverend Spink.

Oh, no, Mr. Spink's been taken off to
hospital.

Aggravated gallstone.

Oh, dear, oh, dear. Very nasty, that.

Yeah, very. He should be out of the
saddle for a couple of weeks at least, I

should think.

Oh, my name's Candy, by the way. John
Candy. I'm the locum. How do you do?

Oh, how do you do? My name's Larkin.
Sidney Larkin.

Yeah, but how can I help you, Mr.
Larkin?

Well, no disrespect.

but you being such a young fellow, I
mean... Are you fully

qualified in all these churchy
procedures, Mr Camden?

I think so, Mr Larkin.

Jolly good. In that case, I've got a bit
of business for you.

Now...

All I'm saying, Mr Charlton, is no money
up front, no deal.

Yes, well, all I'm saying, Mr Danvers,
is if I give you the money... No, no,

wait, wait.

All right, yes.

Oh,

what's this?

Official bill of loading, etc.

We must keep everything kosher, mustn't
we, Mr Charlton?

Nice doing business with you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, Mr Danvers.

You haven't told me where the barge is.

There.

I said a barge load of pig iron. I
didn't say the barge was floating, now

It wasn't your fault, Charlie. You're
only doing your best.

That's the whole trouble, though, isn't
it?

Charlie.

That's me, all right.

A proper Charlie and no mistake.

Anybody home?

Hello, Mum.

Hello. What's up with you two, then?

Trying to get the baby off, that's all.

Oh.

Right.

Anyway, what I came to say was, Pop's
got a bit of business on the coast

tomorrow and he thought we might all
take a run out of a little picnic on the

beach.

Drop of fresh air?

Fancy that, do you, you two?

That sounds lovely, Ma, thank you.

That'd be lovely, Ma.

Good.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Right, well, I don't know about the rest
of you, but I've got work to do.

Wake me up with a nice strawberry ice
cream when you come back, will you?

all right, Ma.

Darling? Mm -hm?

Oh, uh, Charlie, do you fancy a stroll?

I want to ask your advice about
something.

Oh.

Right.

You and Charlie all right, are you,
love?

Of course we are.

Yeah, of course we are.

Because if there's anything you ever
want to tell me, that's what I'm here

You know that, don't you?

I know that.

Tim, please.

I'll get it, I'll get it.

Thank you.

What was it you wanted to ask me about?

Well, the truth is, Charlie, I just
wanted to have a quiet word with you on

own.

I've heard about the business with the
barge.

Now, hold on, hold on.

It's a small world in my business.

I mean, you've only got a part your hair
different and everyone knows about it.

Anyway, the two gentlemen concerned
didn't know that you and I were related.

So after I had a few words with them,
they were only too

happy to return your outlay.

And no questions asked.

There you go.

Pop.

Don't think I'm not grateful for all
your help.

But you'd do everything for us.

Even the house we live in, you old...
You see, Pop, if I'm going to have any

self -respect, and not only that, but
the respect of my family, I've got to

my independence.

I've got to stand on my own two feet.

Mistakes and all.

As far as Marriott's concerned, I love
her, and I'll always look after her, but

by my own doing.

Fair enough, Pop?

Fair enough, Charlie.

Fair enough.

Come on.

Let's go and have a pint, and then we'll
go back and see the girls.

Little pup we're going to. He does the
finest job of it.

Hey.

Oh, look at that.

That's Mrs.

Meredith's pup.

If it ain't, it's a dead ringer for it.

Come with me a minute, Charlie.

Oh, look what we've got here, Charlie.

Well, then.

Sidney Larkin.

How are you, Sid?

Very well, Leslie, very well.

Allow me to introduce my son -in -law,
Mr Charlton.

Mr Charlton? Absolutely.

Got something for me today, Sid?

No, no, no, not today, Leslie, no. We
were just passing and I was wondering

about that pot you got in the window.

Nice piece this is.

Yeah?

French.

What they call...

Lime Mochis. Oh, yeah.

Pot a chap by the name of, er, Boucher.

Boucher? Really, mate?

Late 18th, early 19th century.

Well,

if you're interested in a prize... No,
no, no, no, Leslie, no. We're not buying

today. We're just making inquiries.

You don't happen to remember who it was
that sold it to you, do you?

The fella only came in yesterday.

Military type with his neck in a sling.

War wound, he said.

Asked for 50, set for 45.

Like I say, it's a nice piece.

Mind you, as I said to him, pity he
didn't have the pair.

A pair like this, that's 500 up in
London.

He's cheating her.

Can't allure that, though, can you? No,
upset at something terrible. Besides,

he'd only bamboozle her and snake his
way out of it. A real charmer.

Sounds to me as if this old lady needs
someone to look after her.

She has, Charlie.

She has.

I'll give him war wound.

There you go.

Is there good, sweetie? I don't love you
anymore. You abandoned me for weeks on

end. On the contrary, Angela.

You are forever in my thoughts.

In, yes, and jostled quickly out again.

You're a cad and a serpent, and I hate
your chairs.

What is it you want, anyway?

Two things, actually. Oh, greedy wretch,
what's the first?

Ah, well, Charlie and Mariette have told
me that you kindly accepted to be

godmother to little John Benny.

Thrilled and honoured, sweetie.

Ma and me was wondering, as we're making
it a double booking, like, if you would

do us the honour, the little baby Oscar.

How could I resist?

He's such a poppet.

You are a princess.

And you're still a stinking traitor, but
I've decided to give you one more

chance. Thank you.

Now, what was the other thing?

Oh.

Well, it's just as good a cause, but a
lot more difficult.

Ah, good afternoon.

No doubt it is for some.

I'd like to have a word with the man in
charge, if that's possible.

You can have a word with the man who's
been left in charge, if I haven't got

enough to do.

Oh, all skived off on you then, have we?

If it wasn't for me, Rackham Ruin is not
Rackham Ruin.

Oh, it depends on you, does it?

Fred Carno.

Don't talk to me about Fred Carno.

Eight o 'clock I was here this morning
and gone seven before I leave. You see

it's not.

And all for totals a week, if I'm not
mistaken, Mr... Norman.

Mr. Norman.

What is it I can do for you? Well,
actually, I'm after a catalogue.

Not printed yet. Oh.

Another of his cock -ups. And who's
going to sort it out with a printer?

You. Well, in that case, Mr. Norman, you
might be able to do me a favour.

Got no time to run round doing favours,
I'm afraid.

Besides, time is money.

Yeah, well, of course, I don't expect
you to do it for nothing, Mr Norman.

Oh, no.

I'll promise.

Phase one.

We did enough.

Oh, God! I just love the intrigue of it
all.

What the devil do you mean?

Bursting in here like that.

Don't they teach you any manners down
there on the farm or wherever it is you

come from?

I mean, good God, man.

Sorry, Colonel. I didn't realise that
you were so... Just a minute.

What are you doing poking about in here?

I was, um...

I was just wondering if she still had
that pot that I sold back to you. What

about it?

I was wondering if the old girl would
consider selling it to me again.

Why?

Well, to tell you the truth, Colonel,
there's this house and contents up for

auction and I was having a look round
and...

Don't the crows if I don't go and see an
identical pot.

Well, I had a word with the bloke what
runs it, and he said to me that it was

18th century French, something or other.
Anyway, he said if they'd been a pair,

they would have been worth a small
fortune.

And you thought you'd put the two
together and make the small fortune for

yourself, I take it?

I'll blame a fella for trying, Colonel.

Where is this auction?

I hope you're talking, I said.

No, no, no.

Just looking.

What do you think that might fetch?

The vase, between 50 and 75.

Mind you, if there was a pair, we'd be
talking about 500 at the very least.

The very least.

Is that the antique shop?

Speaking. Let me speak to the owner,
will you?

Who is this to who I am converting?

Broadbent. Captain Broadbent.

Contact.

This is Mrs. Russell.

And I am fully in charge.

So how may I avail myself?

I came in and sold your husband a vase.
It was pink and gold with handles. Oh,

that one.

Yes.

Then under no circumstances are you to
sell it. I'll up whatever price anyone

else offers you.

Right you are, Captain Broadbent. And I
shall hold myself personally available

to supervise the transaction
notwithstanding.

Good news?

Yes, sir.

The physio waller thinks he might be
able to do something about my neck.

Oh. lovely.

Yes, lovely.

Sweetest love, I do not go for weariness
of thee, nor in hope the world

can show that a love for me.

Cheers, Mr. Candy. Cheers.

Cheers. Very good health. Thank you.
Cheers. Cheers.

So then, to get it absolutely straight
in my mind, you are the parents of one

child and you are the parents of the
other. Correct.

So we have a son and a grandson.

That's rather unique.

You can't say rather unique.

Either it's unique or it isn't.

That's true, actually. Clever girl is
our Primrose.

You can't get one over on Primrose.

She's the intellectual one of the
family. Yes.

She reads poetry.

Oh, yes.

Not all poetry.

Only poems of love.

I know what you'd like, Mr Candy.

A nice piece of pork pie.

I'll do it.

Oh, yes, please, Ma.

Primrose. Face the tomato sauce.

Right, Mr Candy, what's next?

Oh, yes, the names of the children. I
always like to make sure of the spelling

and so on.

Yes. Well, that's ours.

That's Oscar, Columbus, Septimus,
Dupont, Larkin.

Dupont? Yeah, they themselves agreed to
come over and be godmother.

Oh, lovely.

She's very excited.

Oh, she'd never been to England before.

Sorry, Septimus, the seventh.

You have seven children, I take it?

Yeah, I think so.

I lose track sometimes what with little
Blenheim and everything.

Blenheim? That's ours. And he's going to
be called...

John Marlborough, Churchill, Blenheim,
Charlton.

Ma, why weren't the Westeros christened?

Well, it was too much to do, weren't
there, Ma?

Yeah, busy as bees we were. I had four
in five years, what with the twins.

Are you saying that none of the children
have actually been, what, baptized?

Like I said, old man, didn't have the
time.

I love pork pie, don't you?

Well, there's plenty of time now, I'd
have thought.

As actually, what do you mean?

Well... What he means is, why don't we
all get down together?

That would be wonderful, wonderful.

And there's no age limit on baptism, is
there, Mr. Candy?

Er, no, no, one may receive the baptism
at any time.

Well, I mean, I... What do you think,
Ma?

Yeah, why not?

Marvellous, absolutely marvellous,
marvellous.

Mr. Candy.

Goodbye. Thank you very much. For
everything. Nice to see you.

Bye -bye, Mr. Charlton. Goodbye, Mr.
Candy. Mr. Charlton.

Mr. Candy.

Mr. Larkin. Bye.

Bye. There you go. Bye.

Yeah.

I'll walk you to the end of the lane,
shall I?

Um... Yeah, well... Thank you.

John Donne.

The poet.

Oh, sorry, no.

He was a parson.

Like you.

I wonder by my truth what thou and I did
till we loved.

Isn't that the most beautiful thing
you've ever heard?

Well, the thing is, you see, I spent the
last four years helping out in this

parish in the east end of London where,
I'm sorry to say, that sort of poetry,

it wouldn't have cut my teeth.

Again.

That sounds really romantic.

Well, uh... Oh, here we are.

I'm sorry you don't know about Dan.

I'd be very happy to lend you my book.

Oh, um... Thank you.

I'm really thrilled you're going to
christen me.

I mean, I'm really thrilled it's you and
no one else.

Dear love, for nothing less than thee.

that I have broke this happy dream.

Mr Stanhope then at £3 .15.

Now we come to lot number 63.

A Limoges Vavre in excellent condition
and believed to be one of a pair by

Boucher. Shall we say £40?

No?

£30 then?

Come along. Come along. £30 for this
really attractive... £30. Thank you,

I have £30 from Mr... Smith.

Mr Smith.

Well, uh...

Surely we can do better than £30.

No?

All right, then. At £30... £35.

£35. Thank you, madam. I have £35.

£35. Your bid, Mr Smith?

£40.

£100.

Mr Smith.

200.

Speak up.

200!

What do you mean?

It's gone.

It's gone?

When? Your wife promised to keep it for
me.

I'm not married.

Just a minute.

Yesterday, you say?

You must have spoken to me old Aunt Ada.

Your old aunt?

Well, I left her alone upstairs.

She must have come down into the shop.

She's going a bit peculiar, poor old
soul.

Which was how she came to break the
vase.

Came to what?

She settled it.

Ain't that right, Leslie?

That's what I said.

It's gone.

Smash the smithereens.

Though we won't hold that against her,
though, will we?

Because she's a nice old lady.

Oh, I see you've got the other one, Mr
Smith. The other one? Yeah.

Leslie, he'll give you a good price for
that, you shouldn't wonder.

Very good.

How much?

Oh, I think I'll go to five quid.

Sounds about right, wouldn't you say,
Sid?

Sounds about perfect.

There we are.

All safely tucked up in a nice little
deposit account.

How about a spin through the apple
blossom before I drop you off? That

most acceptable, Sidney.

Most acceptable.

So...

All in all, she's got a nice little nest
egg of about 250 pounds safely tucked

away.

What about that nephew chap?

Well, I don't think she'll be seeing
much more of him.

Not now he's had his fingers burnt as
well as his neck twisted.

Pop it down again.

Make sure she's all right.

Get the kids to go. Give her a bit of
company.

I don't think our Primrose is going to
be much company. She's not reading

poetry. She's staring into space,
dreaming.

I don't think she's in love, do you
know?

Well, there's something very attractive
about a young person.

Hmm? I hope it's with his collar being
round the wrong way.

Oh, Mr Candy and our young Primrose, you
sure?

I know he is.

She's got the same look in her eyes our
Mariette had when she first met Charlie.

Yeah, but Charlie wasn't a vicar,
though, was he?

No.

He was a peddler.

It's true.

No, seriously, Ma, I think... Let's just
wait and see, shall

we?

Thank you.