All language subtitles for The Darling Buds of May s02e02 Oh, To Be in England 2

Quite unawares.

I've got a bit of business over
Canterbury way. Thought you might like

for a spin.

Oh, I'm simply not ready.

I'm absolutely ghastly.

Look, I'll tell you what. I'll cut the
branch for you. You go and titivate

yourself. Will you?

Will you?

Of course I will. How sweet.

I'm very, very happy.

Oh, will I need an umbrella?

Will I? No.

I'll keep you dry.

Awful man.

have to stop for a minute, Edith. I
haven't seen Fruity for ages.

Hey! Quit down!

Quit down!

Wait! Fruity Octo -Rag!

How's your fare like then, eh?

Yeah! If it ain't me old China Sid!

Oh!

Tell me if it ain't me old China Sid!

I've been ten years!

Ten years!

All of that, Fruity, all of that.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, eh?

Tell her how things are going today.

Oh, not so good, Sid.

See for yourself.

You can't compete with a telly, you see.
Quite.

Some days I don't take half a quid.

Well,

we'll have to see if we can't put a few
bob in the till, eh, Edith?

Oh, by the way, this is Edith. Edith,
I'd like you to meet my dear and good

friend, Fruity Pears.

How do you do? Hello, Edith. Now then,
what shall we do, Edith? Try the lot,

shall we?

Yeah, why not?

What do you want to start?

Now try the roundabout.

Of course you may.

Right, that's a couple of rounds each,
eh? That's how much of that prove you.

What shall I do? Come on, there you go.
Come on in, Edie. Your carriage awaits.

Here we are.

Please avert your eyes.

Happy get -go.

Come on, get it in.

Careful now. Get yourself down, madam.

There. Here we go.

Look what you've done, you stupid sod.

Why do you call him a stupid sod?

You've done nothing but cause trouble
ever since you got here. Now, go on,

get out of here.

Go on, swing your hook.

Go on, out of here.

Come on, Edie.

Did you enjoy that, girl?

Right, come on then, what now?

I am absolutely a daughter, not a
coconut.

Coconut, right, come on.

Let's see what Arthur Crownsworth can do
for us then, eh, shall we?

Mind you, if I know fruit, he's probably
got them screwed down.

All right, my darling.

That is how many for half a crown.

What sort of rubbish to call this?

Hey! What sort of rubbish to call this,
then?

He's got no Elvis, no Cliff Richard.

What about Russ Conway?

And a silly old sod like you must have
some Russ Bleed of Conway.

Come on, out of it. Come on, out of it.
I'm a paying customer, and I don't like

your music, so I'm in trouble to stop
it.

Right? Right, right.

Hell are you done, eh?

Well, some 2D, Grandad. Just get out of
the way. Right. Ah!

That's Fruity.

Fruity.

Fruity. Here, mate, are you all right?

Listen. Oh, my God.

I'll say this for you.

Don't do things by halves.

Oh, it's going to be a beauty.

Could have been a lot worse if it hadn't
been for Edith.

Yeah. Who just saw him today?

Pilchard and Goliath.

Two Goliaths. What about poor old
Fruity, then?

How long do they reckon you'll have to
stay in hospital?

Oh, just a couple of days.

And as bad as it looked, thank God.

Oh. How do I look?

Not bad considering.

Maybe you ought to try and kiss it
better.

A bit more.

Time you're getting ready.

Where are them cufflinks Mademoiselle
gave you? Yes, as instructed.

Good. Now remember, no kissing her on
the mouth in public.

The French don't like that.

I'll be back in time for tea.

We've waited.

Miss, you do the trick.

Thank you so much. I'm so sorry to have
caused this trouble. Oh, no trouble at

all, madam. It's not been the smoothest
crossing, I'm afraid.

It's not only the mal de mer you
understand.

This is my first visit to England, and
I'm very excited.

I am to be the guest of an English
milord.

A lord?

Oh, that's nice.

Very nice.

Yes, he has a large country house.

date, I believe we call it.

Something I imagine to be very similar
to this.

It is the home of the Lord Sidco.

Perhaps you know of him?

I can't say as I do, madam, no.

Met in France last year.

Oh, it's not a dreadful night.

Good day, Larkin.

Well, now, where do you want them?

In the back, or up alongside you, riding
shotgun?

Oh, in the back, I think, General.

Well,

what do you think, Larkin?

Sorry, what was that, General?

Turned out all right for you?

Oh, yes.

Very impressive.

Impressive, yes. That's precisely what I
had in mind.

It's a very nice shade of red, your
jacket, General.

Goes very well with Miles Flowers.

Couldn't find the crop, unfortunately.

Never mind, General.

We'll just have to manage without it.

Entrez.

Docking in five minutes, Madam.

Certainly,

madam.

I'll fetch a trolley.

What sort of a woman is she, then, eh,
Larkin?

Oh, a nervous type. A bit highly strung.
No, no, no.

I mean, in appearance.

Oh, I see.

She's what some people might call a fine
-looking woman.

Plain. No, no, no, no, no. She's
attractive, you know.

Fine -looking way.

Mind you, Larkin, you're the sort of
chap who would find something attractive

any old filly.

No army making people feel special,
General.

We could all do with a bit of that now
and again.

Yeah, yeah.

Very nice of you, General.

Cheers. Cheers.

By car or by train? By car. And it will
be a Rolls Royce.

And there it is, waiting for me.

Bonjour, mademoiselle.

Bonjour, bonjour.

Bonjour, bonjour.

Comment ça va?

Jolly good crossing, punk crossing. It
was wonderful.

Good. With how good it is to see you.
And you.

What is the matter with your eyes? Oh,
that's nothing. That's enough. I'll

explain all on the way home. Come on.

General.

Mademoiselle, this is the general.

General, may I present Mademoiselle
Dupont.

Nice to meet you, Mademoiselle.

How do you do?

Now, if you'll be so good.

Mr. Cummings, where?

When you say general, he is a member of
your staff, yes?

More like a member of the family.

How do I address?

Well, straightforward general normally
does the trick.

Excuse me, Lord Sitcup, but where would
you like this lot?

Yes, sir, well, better put those round
the back, waiter.

Here we are, General.

I've been all over the world, you know.

And in my opinion, all a chap needs is a
good pair of boots and a decent

compass.

a mint humbug.

I think I'll have one.

Close your eyes.

Why? I've got a surprise. Oh, Charlie.
Go on.

Close your eyes.

Okay, you can open them.

Do you know what this is?

Strawberry? It's a million pounds.

Remember how I said that all I had to do
was identify a need and then fill it?

Well, I have.

What, with a strawberry?

This morning, I met this chap.

Charlie, not another chap you've met.

I met this chap who's opening a freezing
factory on the new industrial estate.

What, Pete and that?

He said that the thing they have the
most trouble with is soft fruit.

Them having such a high water content
and the water turning to ice, which

down the structure so they go all mushy.

Anyway, he says, this chap, that the
first man to freeze a strawberry so that

looks like a strawberry and eats like a
strawberry is onto a fortune.

And you know how to do it?

No, but I'm going to try.

This is England.

The Garden of England, as a matter of
fact.

What do you think of it?

It is absolutely fantastic.

Such a beautiful house.

And just exactly as I have imagined.

No, that's not my place, mademoiselle.

I wouldn't even give you a thank you if
it was.

All the problems that place has got is
full of rot for a start.

But yours is similar?

Well, yeah.

It's got four walls and a roof, if you
call that similar.

Now, that is what we call a manor house,
that.

Elizabethan, I shouldn't wonder.

Ah. Queen Elizabeth.

Here we are.

Shale Lockheed.

Where is she?

In her room.

Too much excitement for one day, I
expect. It's not just that, though, is

It's all this Lord of the Manor's been
doing.

Why do you think it's her?

I don't know. I was trying to find the
right time, wasn't it?

You should have told her as soon as she
came off the boat.

Yeah.

I'll tell you what. I'll take her up a
nice moon rocket.

Don't you dare.

Much work has been done on the various
methods of pre -freezing treatment for

strawberries, with the object providing
a firm fruit after thawing.

The best results have been the use of
low mesoxyl pectin in a sucrose

syrup. But although this process results
in a material decrease in shrinkage and

juice loss upon thawing, it still does
not provide a really firm fruit compared

with a fresh berry.

Hmm.

Oh, had a word with Pop, by the way. He
says he's still got that freezer and I

can pick it up any time I want, so I
thought I'd go over this morning.

Mariette?

Oh, I was just thinking about
Mademoiselle Dupont.

Oh, yes, not a very auspicious start.

Quelle horreur.

To come in.

Morning.

Bonjour.

It's not much of a day, I'm afraid.

It's what Pop calls a wet day and no
rain.

Or alternatively, bad courting weather.

You sleep all right, did you?

Like a child.

You are?

I spot a streaky bacon from our own pig,
that is.

Ditto the sausages. Eggs ditto as well.

It has this bubble and squeak, nice bit
of fried bread, fried mushrooms and

black pudding. Oh, I forgot to ask you
whether you liked tea or coffee in the

morning, so I got you one of each.

Now then, whose turn is it to visit Mrs
Meredith?

My comrade.

All right.

Victoria, you'd better keep your eye on
the flowers and primrose.

Please don't mope around the church,
open a bump in the Mr Candy. He's got

to do.

God's work.

I don't mope anywhere, as a matter of
fact.

All right. Well, wherever it is that
you're going, will you come straight

here? She wasn't hungry.

Says she got one of her headaches.

Oh, dear. I get a lot of headaches,
these foreigners, don't I, eh?

Oh, well, wait not, want not.

And I thought a good breakfast might
buck her up.

Where's Montgomery?

Helping Charlie unload the freezer you
gave him.

What's he up to, that Charlie?

My ex is doing some experiments.

What sort of experiments?

It's a secret.

Sorry I'm a bit late.

You're going to be all right with him,
aren't you, Charlie? Of course I will.

You go off and enjoy yourself.

What's all this then?

Job lot, going cheap.

400 punnets, to be precise.

That's an awful lot of strawberries,
Charlie.

Come on, come on.

Bonjour, Mademoiselle Dupont.

Oh, bonjour.

You'd like some coffee, would you?

You sit down.

You're our guest. I'll do it. Merci.

Marthe, sorry she's not here.

She's gone up to London.

She's got a bar to go with her, but she
thought you wanted to lie in a bit.

She said to do a proper breakfast.

But I expect to be happier with a café
complet.

Merci.

I didn't have time to make any quaffles.

Sorry about that.

Do better tomorrow.

I've got nice, crusty rolls warming in
the oven. Will that be all right? Oh,

thank you. Yes.

I must prepare a continental breakfast.

Not that I dare tell Mother, of course.

But wait.

I remember now.

After your holiday in my hotel, you went
to Paris to stay with the family of the

young man.

Marc -Antoine.

Marc -Antoine, of course.

Tell me, how did you enjoy Paris?

Oh, Mademoiselle, it was so beautiful.

La belle chose que de savoir quelque
chose. Mais comme tu parles bien le

français, toi.

Un petit peu.

Non, je ne savais pas ça.

You behave yourself.

Oh, we're only going to buy christening
robes and some presents for the

godmothers. I know that, but your mother
is a very attractive woman, and I know

these Londoners.

So saucy, little love.

Bye -bye. Bye -bye, darling.

Have a nice time.

Bye -bye. Bye.

They've all signed it. Look, the whole
family.

That's not a smudge there, no.

That's Baby Oscar's signature.

That's a really nice gesture that he's
said. A really nice gesture.

That's all right.

Right, go on, get stuck in.

That's it. Have a little drop of stout,
eh?

No, not just at the main thing. No, no.
Get it down. That's good for you, no?

It's got iron in it and blood and all
that stuff. Yeah.

Good luck.

Cheers.

Do you reckon we ought to offer some of
this round?

Some of these blokes look as though they
could do with it.

See what I say?

Yeah, all right.

Excuse me. Excuse me, gentlemen, for
butting in.

Sorry about that, but my friend, Mr
Pears, and me was wondering if any of

wounded soldiers would like a little
drop of stout? Yes. Anybody could?

Come on, then.

Right, quick.

Before she comes back.

That's it.

One for you. You go take it up there and
share it amongst the lads.

That's it. Go on. And you.

That's a good one.

Share it round.

You know my friend, Mr. Pears.

He's a good man. Do you know what? He
used to have a bearded lady.

He did?

No, he's straight up.

Didn't you have a bearded lady?

Here, I've always meant to ask you.

Whatever happened to that bearded lady?

Last I heard, she'd gone back in the
army.

Cheers. The truth is, Sidney, things
have been going downhill for years now,

this business is just about the last
straw, I reckon.

Oh, how do you mean?

Time for me to pack it in, Sidney.

I can't see no alternative.

You can't do that, Fruity.

I mean, what you got there is a bit of
old England.

It seems to me, you know, in a few years
from now, there won't be no more fairs

like yours in paddocks and round the
back of pubs and that. They'll all be

You know, like Harvest Home and the
Maypuff.

I don't want to pack it in, Sid, but,
like I say, I can't see no alternative.

Must be an answer.

Oh, she'll have to come down soon.

Mr Candy's coming to talk about the
crippling.

Well, maybe I ought to pop up and apply
some of me charm, just in case.

You can take her up her present.

It's under the christening robe in the
other room.

Yeah, OK.

Pop?

Ma?

See, the thing is, I think she might be
a bit disappointed.

Disappointed?

You not being a lord and us not living
in a stately mansion.

Not that he's said anything.

And she's certainly not blaming anyone.

It's just, you know how it is.

Remember how disappointed we were, to
begin with, anyway, when we first saw

hotel in France?

It's when you build up pictures in your
mind, expectations, and the reality

turns out to be nothing like what you've
been dreaming about.

See, she's a very nice lady.

A bit severe, maybe, but I think that's
just a cover -up.

I think...

It's like she's lived most of her life
in a plain little room, with no windows,

and most of all, no one to unlock the
door.

And coming here to see us was her way of
kind of trying to unlock the door for

herself.

Well, that's what I think, anyway.

And I think...

For you are one very special young lady.

Who is it?

It's me.

Um, it's Sidney.

I wonder if I might just come in a
minute.

Oh, of course.

Thank you.

It's just that Mr Candy, the vicar, will
be coming round later on to talk about

the christening.

Ma and me was wondering if you'll be
coming downstairs to join in, like.

And also, I just came up to bring you
this little gift, a sort of welcome

to England present, and a thank you for
being godmother to baby Oscar.

For me?

Oui, pour vous.

But this is very exciting.

Oh, please, you must excuse my
incommodity.

It is, I think, the change of weather
that makes me so... Tired?

Thank you.

So tired all the time.

for which I apologize, but can assure
you that I'm feeling much better.

Much better.

Oh.

Oh, beautiful.

Ooh.

Lily of the Valley.

That brings back a few memories.

There's also something else I wanted to
say.

I wanted to say I'm very, very, very
sorry for letting you carry on thinking

was a lord.

Good lord, me a lord.

Nothing like.

It was my fault.

I misunderstood.

Doesn't mean to say that you won't enjoy
yourself any of the less. You

understand that?

I have been made.

Muito welcome.

Good.

So, no hard feelings, then?

No hard feelings.

Good.

Right, well, I'll see you downstairs,
then. No rush, no rush.

Cry. Oh, now, don't worry about that. Be
quiet.

That's not the problem. He doesn't
usually cry.

Excuse me.

Are you saying that none of the children
has ever received the blessing of holy

baptism?

Afraid not.

Shocking, isn't he?

But you won't have to be godmother to
all the children, if that's what you're

thinking. Oh, no, no, no. Blimey, no.

Red champagne, more ordinary.

Oh, ordinary. We had the red last night.
Right. What have you, mademoiselle?

Mr. Pandy.

Go on, then, Monty, come with me. No
sandwiches, Mr Candy, all right?

Absolutely. I'm sorry, it's only
gentleman's relish. We got a bit naughty

polished off all the smoke, Sam, before
you got here.

Not to worry.

Now, if I could start with your child,
Mrs Charlton.

That is John Marlborough Churchill
Blenheim Charlton.

Yes, that's correct.

Call him number one.

And your child, Mrs... Is Oscar
Columbus?

Septimus Dupont Larkin.

It's number two.

Oh, Septimus the Seventh.

Yes, that's right. I pretty much thought
of that. Where is she, by the way?

She's washing her hair.

She wants to look nice with someone.

Excusez -moi.

Excusez -moi.

Did I hear you say Dupont?

That's right, ma 'am.

It's named in your honour.

Oh, enchanting.

Sorry I'm late, everybody.

Hello, vicar.

Oh, Charlie, look at your hands again.

Don't mind our Charlie, Mr Gandy. He's
been doing one of his experiments.

All the perfumes of Arabia will not
sweeten these little hands.

Oh, there you are, Charlie. Just in time
for lots of bubbly. Oh, lovely.

Monty Potten, right?

Mamsel.

Thank you. There you are, Mamsel.

Oh, Matthew.

Hello. Oh,

now, if I might have the names of the
twins.

Zinnia.

June, Florence, Nightingale. That's the
one.

And the other?

Petunia, June, Florence, Nightingale.

Right,

well, come on then, Mr Candy. How much
is this lot going to cost?

A fair whack, I suppose.

Come on, out with it, old chap. I like
to be fair and square in these matters.

There is no charge for baptism, Mr
Larkin. But if you would like to make a

contribution to the church fund... Yes,
yes, of course.

Um, what shall we say?

What, pound a head? Yeah, pound a head.
Well, oh, there you go, look. Round it

up. Ten quid. There you go.

Well, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Well, that just leaves us with...

With Primrose.

There she is, bang on cue.

Oh.

Mr. Candy was just making a note of the
names.

Primrose.

Violet. Anemone.

Iris.

Magnolia. Narcissa.

Um, Narcissa or Narcissa?

Narcissa.

Prettier than the ass, don't you think?

Oh, yeah, yes, much, much.

Well, that is, um...

You probably noticed that she's got more
names than the others. That is because

that she was born bang in the middle of
springtime.

Oh, that was a beautiful spring that
was, wasn't it, Molly?

Everything was bursting out all at once.

Everything in calf at the same time.

That's good.

Well, all we have to do now is to work
out the, um...

It's a work out there.

The running order, if it were.

Just so long as I'm last.

You won't mind if I'm last, Mr Candy,
will you?

I've got 200 punnets of strawberries
going cheap if you're interested.

How cheap?

Who wants some pickled onions?

And what about you, Mademoiselle? I hear
you've had a very busy day with

Mariette. Oh, it was wonderful.

I have seen the Cathedral of Canterbury,
the Cartel of Dover, and the Battle of

Hastings.

It has been a day packed with culture.

And very nice, too.

Isn't that right, my little apple? Isn't
it?

What's all that then?

Hmm?

Oh, that'll be them delivering the fare.

Delivering the fare?

Delivering what fare?

Oh, didn't I mention it?

Oh, well, when I went over to visit
Fruity, I did a bit of business with

I bought his fare.

Are you awake?

No, no.

But you better be, because unless I'm
very much mistaken, there's no one down

the yard.

Come and have a look out for me,
darling. All right, all right.

Oh, dear.

It's only probably Mamsel Dupont.

Sleepwalking or something like that.

Could be, yeah.

She is the highly emotional type. Maybe
she's looking for a bit of strain.

Get down there before someone nicks your
suit of armour.

They wouldn't do that, would they? Well,
they can, isn't he? Take some of these

people. Yeah, yeah.

Right.

Excuse me, Sherlock. Yeah.

In case it is her. Yeah. Ain't you
better pull your trousers.

I know you're in there.

Come on.

Come on out.

Come on, you're after my eggs. Come on
out.

Aye, sit.

I heard what you said.

What are you doing in my yard?

I'm not chasing an old cop like you,
that's for sure.

You mind your tongue, my girl, or I'll
warm your backside.

Well, you've got that big dick.

What are you waiting for?

Touch me, and I'll open you up from ear
to ear.

All right, Grandad.

What did she want?

I have no idea, Ma. No idea what she was
doing there.

Anyway, it's all right. She's gone now.

Seems to have shaken you up a bit.

Yeah, well...

Well, I never was much of a hero when it
came to creeping around in the dark.

Must have been all them stories about
bogeymen that I heard when I was a

Come back to bed, then.

I don't feel tired all of a sudden.

mushrooming, so I thought I'd help you.

I couldn't sleep.

I don't know why.

Come on, then.

They're few and far between this time of
year.

Here's some.

Oh, yeah.

They're all their beauties, aren't they?

Oh, yes.

Little beauties.

Mmm.

I couldn't sleep because I was thinking
about Mr Candy.

Really? What about Mr Candy?

I think I'm in love with him.

In fact, I know I am.

I really know.

He's a bit old for you, isn't he,
sweetheart?

He's only 24.

And you're only 15.

Eight is nothing.

I mean, how old was Ma when you fell in
love with her?

About 15, I suppose.

There you are, then.

Well, I mean, look, he's a nice enough
sort of chap, but what about all this

churchifying stuff?

He disturbs me.

Disturbs you?

There's so much about him that I don't
know.

I mean, I know he used to work in the
East End of London.

When I ask him about it, he goes all
cagey, just changes the subject.

They're a rum lot, these Parsons.

Pop, you won't tell anyone about this,
will you?

You'll keep it a secret?

Of course I will.

Be our little secret, eh?

Quiet, please, quiet. Listen, listen.
This is going to take a little bit of

organising. So what I suggest is,
Charlie, why don't you take most of them

the rolls, right?

And Ma and I will follow up in the buggy
with Baby Oscar. No, poor little pony

won't take my weight. Look at him, he's
depressed just thinking about it.

No, look, I'll go in the roll with
everybody. You can take Mamsel in the

You'd like that, wouldn't you, Mamsel?

Yes, well, that's everything. Come on,
everybody. Come on then, everybody.

All right, darling.

I'll just go.

It'll be a more tranquilising experience
for her than stuck in there with us.

Oh, all right.

As long as it don't make Angela jealous.
Oh, you and your women.

Why don't we start hurrying? Hey, that's
not a bad idea.

Yes,

I know.

All right.

All right, Charlie, off you go. Bye.

All right, mademoiselle?

I must confess to feeling somewhat
nervous.

Me too.

Never thought I would be.

Listen, no.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't I mix us up a nice red bull?
Now, that's a real karma downer, that

Eh? It's one of my favourites.

You fancy that, would you?

Yes, you would. Come on. Come on, then.
Just a quick one. Come on.

Good morning, everybody.

Morning. Morning.

Morning.

So, um, are we all here, then?

Not yet, no.

Pop's not here yet.

Hello, lovely to see you.

She's coming in the buggy with Mamsel
Dupont.

Oh, really?

On the face of a swine.

Now, I'll teach you a little song,
Mamsel. You sing it after me, all right?

I've got a lovely bunch of coconut.

It's Zinnia with the red ribbon and
Petunia with the purple.

And if you need to double -check,
Zinnia's the one with the mole behind

little eyes.

I'm really looking forward to this, Mr
Candy.

I hope you are.

Big one, mole one, thumb as big as your
head.

Big one, mole one, thumb as big as your
head.

You give a bit with the flick of the
wrist.

That's what the government said.

That's what the government said.

Oh!

They're here.

They're here, Ma.

They're here.

Oh, jolly good.

Now then, has everybody got his or her
little book giving the form of service?

No.

Sorry about that, Vicar. A bit of a
problem.

Getting a pony to get a move on. Yes, I
can imagine, sweetie.

Sid! Come on, stand up. Come on. Oh,
sorry.

Hat.

Hat. Oh, Sid. Thank you.

Sorry. Sorry.

Now then, if we can proceed.

I take it you're all familiar with the
batting order?

Well, it's little John Blenheim first.

Now, who is to be the godparent of this
child?

I baptize thee John Marlborough
Churchill Blenheim

Charlton in the name of the Father and
of the Son and of the Holy

Ghost.

Amen.

It was a very enjoyable bit of umpiring,
Mr. Candy. You deserve a treat. Now

then, what's it going to be? Rum,
whiskey, brandy, champagne? Yes, how

Well, as a rule... Yes, come on. You
want champagne. This is disgusting.

Well, thank you very much. All right.

Stand by. Here we go.

Hooray!

That's the spirit.

That's the spirit, Mr. Candy.

What I'd really like would be something
sweet.

Would that be possible? Of course it
would. Let me see what I can tempt you

with. How about some strawberry gato,
Miss Pilchester?

Oh, perhaps a strawberry flan? Oh, a
strawberry tart?

Oh, just some plain strawberries.

I think you've got visitors, Mr Larkin.

Oh, dear.

All right.

All right, come on. What is it? What do
you want?

No one gives me the runaround.

All right, Grandad.

Oh, big brave boys, eh? Now, come on,
why don't you just buzz off?

Or else what?

We don't want to be unfriendly.

We'll just pan a little social call,
that's all.

Now, where's the old tramp?

Yeah. The old coconut trap.

Got to trim her nails a bit, see.

There she is. All right, all right. Now,
I'm going to give you jokers just five

seconds. You ain't no bony -wony at me,
else we might have to lay you out again.

No, no, look, I suggest you leave your
trespassing after all on Mr Larkin's

land. Who's talking? It's the old
parson's nose. No, I merely thought...

your mouth, clergy word. All right, my
son, that's enough now. No, no, no.

All right, all right, go on, then. All
right. Unless you want me to shut it for

you. Well, why don't you shut it for me?
It's so much easier.

Go on, Danny.

First time in my life I'm speechless.

Absolutely speechless.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

I used to do a fair bit of it at one
time. I had to in the boys' club in

Stepney, but it won't happen again.

Those ghastly hooligans have ruined the
day, haven't they? And it's all my

fault. No, no, no, Edith. Of course it
is. Now, cheer up. Go on, Gomrick. Go

get the music going. Go on, there's a
good boy. Go on. Come on, you come with

me.

Sorry about that little... Talk history
now.

You all right yourself, are you? Oh, I
am very much all right myself.

And I want you to know with all my heart
that you and your family have given me

so much... Forgive me, Monsieur Larkin.

My English is not what it should be.

Your English is très bon, mademoiselle.

And I don't want to hear any more of
this Monsieur Larkin nonsense. From now

you call me Sidney.

Because whether you like it or not, you
are one of the family.

Oh, I like it very much.

Very much indeed.

Come here.

Where's Mr.

Candy?

Down the Bluebell Woods.

With Primrose, listening to the
nightingale.

I see.

Well, that's all right, then.

Perfect. Oh, dear.