All language subtitles for The Darling Buds of May s02e04 Stranger at the Gates 2.eng

Peter left his shaving mirror behind.

I've been all over the place. No sign of
him anywhere.

They still don't understand why he had
to leave.

I don't know what I'm going to tell
them.

It's easy, isn't it?

You just say, the thing is, kids, I know
Peter was a terrific bloke. Then we

found out he was German. So obviously
he's not so terrific anymore, is he?

Anybody seen him?

No. He can't have gone far.

Well, maybe he hitched a lift.

I don't know why I had to open my big
mouth when I saw he had a German

We'll find him.

Then you can say you're sorry.

I doubt if he'll ever want to come back
here.

Yeah.

Well, he's sort of fairly tall.

He's got fair hair.

Slim build, yeah. And he speaks with a
foreign accent.

Oh, right, all right. Well, look, if you
do see him, just give me your ring,

will you?

Still looking for our Teuton?

And where do you think you're going
dressed like that, young lady?

Just threw on a few rags, that's all.

You threw on a few rags?

It looks like half of them missed.

You must know, I'm going to church.

Oh, what?

You're going to church? Hey, hey,
Primrose.

Yeah,

hello, George. Yeah, Sid Larkin.

For goodness sake, Primrose, don't do
that.

Mr. Crandall, I've been giving something
a lot of thought.

Oh, Lord, what is it now? No, no, better
still, don't tell me. There's no one

else we can talk to.

There must be. There's not.

What is it?

Well, I'd like to go on to the next
step.

The next... What do you mean, the next
step?

Why, Mr Candy, you're a man of the
cloth.

You ought to know what the next step is.

You mean, um... I want to be confirmed.

Um...

You're absolutely certain about this?

Absolutely.

Primrose, confirmation is not something
a person should undergo lightly. It

requires a great deal of study.

I know.

But with the right teacher, I'm sure I
can do it.

Oh.

Pound of tea.

Ketchup and brown sauce.

How's Mr Dawes today?

He's all right.

Eight pounds of sugar.

How's that rheumatism of his?

Anything else?

Is there anything the matter, Mrs Dawes?

If that's all.

I said, is there something bothering
you?

My husband fought in the war, and he
says it's wrong to go round giving jobs

Germans. Oh, so that's what this is
about.

Those good, strong English lads need the
work, and you go letting a Jerry in,

giving him free -boarding lodging. It's
not right, my husband says.

What do you say, Mrs Dawes?

I agree with him.

Oh, you do?

I'm sure the respectable members of the
village wouldn't want you to go serving

people who let the Jerry in, as you put
it. So I shall go elsewhere for my

groceries.

I'm not the only one to think so. People
round here, they remember the war. So

do I, Mrs Dawes. But what's Buzzbombs
got to do with a nice young man who

a lot of people with their gardens and
had everybody singing his praises?

Oh, well, that was before we knew who he
was.

Oh, so now we know he's German, we've
got to change our minds, have we?

Oh, I don't know.

You'd better ask your husband.

He seems to tell you what to think.

Oscar, I am so mad I could spit.

I made it clear what I thought about him
the other night, see? And I ain't

changed my mind.

He patched your wall up for nothing,
though, didn't he? He did.

That's when he was pretending to be from
Denmark.

Well, now that you know he's a German,
you better take the past wrong again,

then. I mean, you can't go... around
telling people that this village hall

done up by a blinking hun, can you Ted,
eh?

Brigadier,

can I ask you a question?

Yes, of course, dear lady.

What did we fight the last war for?

Oh, well, we fought it to show that we
weren't going to be told what to do by,

well, by people like Hitler. So we could
think what we like and make up our own

minds and so on? Yes, that's the sort of
thing.

Why, Mrs Larkin, you look rather cross.

I am. In fact, I'm mad as hell.

Oh, dear.

I suppose it's to do with this young
German chappy.

Peter, you know his name as well as I
do. This you did when he sorted out your

garden for you the other day.

He won't be doing that any more. He's
moved on.

Dad, you said... Don't answer me back.

Oh, Dad.

I thought

you were getting the groceries.

What I'm getting is flaming angry.

You've had some of this Peter business
and all then, have you? Yeah, I've had

up to here.

Well, it's no good losing your rag,
Mark.

I've got it in for him and that's it.
There's nothing we can do about it.

Who are you to tell anyone what to do?

You like the Jerrys. You give them
money.

I can't see no sign.

Can you boys?

Here, Peter.

Yeah? I'm sorry, mate.

I've got to let you go.

Why?

You're not satisfied with my work? No,
it's not that.

Then why?

You ain't got no cards.

No work cards.

My gaffer says you've got to have cards
to work with us.

I'm sorry to lose you, son, but there it
is.

All right, slow down.

We've been looking all over for you.

I cannot go back with you. Already
there's much too much trouble.

There isn't, Peter.

There's just a couple of old fogies who
can't forget the war.

Marry it.

I've had many times that situation
before.

That's why I'm always moving on all the
time.

Moving on isn't the answer, Peter.

Bad.

But I don't know what is the answer.

Except to do what people like Mr. Watson
always think. Go back to... Germany.

Look, you locked your job because you
didn't have any insurance cards, yes?

No. Well then, let's find out how to go
about getting some.

What can you do?

I used to be in the civil service. I
know who to ask. You must not waste your

time trying to help me.

No one thinks they're wasting their
time.

Really, Peter, I mean it.

Please come back, Peter.

The twins miss you. They love their
birthday present.

They want to thank you.

You've really got a lot of friends at
Home Farm.

Hello?

Who is it?

Primrose, is that you?

I'm afraid not.

It's only Joyce, your sister.

Joyce!

Oh!

You hadn't forgotten I was coming, John.

Of course not. No, I'm sorry.

So what do you think?

I dropped them off at Vicarage.

And who, may I ask, is Primrose?

She's one of my parishioners.

Oh, here we go.

All right, come on, kids, everybody out.
Who wants ice cream?

Here you are, then. Go on, sweetheart.

Take off your posse. All right, darling.

What are we looking for this time, then,
Mum?

Nothing, really, just like jungle sales.

Hello, Edith.

Good afternoon, Mr Larkin. How much is
it?

Um, it'll be eight pence. It's all
right, there you go. Keep the change.

Thank you. Here you are, sweetheart.
Before you go.

Thank you, Edith.

Hello there, Sid.

Oh, hello.

Anything you fancy?

No,

not yet.

It's always a pleasure to see you and
the missus.

Pleasure? Got a very different
impression last time we spoke.

Oh, um... Yes, um... Look, Sid.

Maybe I was a bit sharpish over that
German bloke.

Sorry, then.

No hard feelings.

Leith said, soon as mended.

Something for the baby, Mrs Larkin?

Oh, could be, Mrs Dawes.

These are rather nice.

They're only a shilling.

Nine pounds to you.

What do you do me a favour for?

Well, I felt rather badly about...

No, I don't know.

The other day in the shop, when I got
home, I said to Mr Dawes, I think I've

been rather rude.

Oh.

What did he say?

He agreed.

Can't we let bygones be bygones, Mrs
Larkin?

Make the booties a tanner.

She falls highlanders, n 'est I much
mistaken?

You say so, General.

Yes, Doctor.

That's my hat, Larkin.

Oh, is it, General? Sorry.

How's your dear lady this afternoon?

She's bearing up, my.

She seemed a bit hit up the other day.

Over that young German chap, I suppose.

Peter, was it? Yes, Peter it was,
General.

She was hit up, but she wasn't the only
one, neither.

Damn shame.

Nasty business.

The trouble is that people have long
memories.

Oh, long memories, is it?

Yes. The war and so on.

Oh, I thought the trouble was short
memories.

Seems to me that people round here can't
remember longer than a day or two back.

I mean, take you. He looked after your
roses, didn't he? He patched up the wall

on a village hall and he sorted her
vegetables out. Ain't that right, Edie?

What? Better ask the general.

Oh, come on, Darkin.

After all, it's water under the bridge,
isn't it?

What do you mean?

Well, the lad's gone.

You sent him on his way.

I did what?

Um, Will, we understood that he was no
longer with you.

That he'd, uh, left.

Oh, and you thought that I'd given him
the order of the boot, and that's why

getting all the teeth and smiles then,
is it?

All right, see?

Thank you.

I fancy the wicket's got a bit sticky
again.

You're dead right there, General.

And I'm going to bowl a few googly's.

Here, listen, Ma. Hello, Mr Larkin. How
nice to see you here with your charming

wife. Yes.

Well, now you see us, Mrs Dawes, and now
you don't. Come on, Ma, we're going.

Come on.

We don't want those. Hey, Prince, come
on, put that down. We're leaving.

Come on.

Where is everybody? Come on, kids,
everybody, we're going home. Come along

quickly now. Bye!

That's why they were being all so palsy
-wowsy, wasn't it?

They thought that I'd done what they
wanted and chucked him out on his neck.

know you didn't, and you know you
didn't, so just don't get so worked up

it. Yeah, I know, well, that's not the
point, is it?

What's happened to you?

Oh, I fell off my bike.

Fell off your bike, my foot.

You've had a fight with one of the
village boys, haven't you, I bet?

Oh, it's my business.

And it'll be over that Peter, wouldn't
it?

Welcome back.

Welcome back, old man.

Welcome back.

For the period ending August the 31st,
there is a deficit in the

community fund of five pounds, three
shillings and four pence. However, the

proceeds of last week's whist drive have
yet to be totted up.

And this could reduce the amount.

Sorry to interrupt your meeting,
everybody.

This won't take a second. Peter, please,
come in.

All right.

think most of you know peter now you all
think i told him to sling his hook

because he was a german well i didn't
and to prove it i've asked peter

to stay on with me at home farm for as
long as he likes and if anyone has got

anything to say about it you come and
tell me to my face all right

Let's leave these upright citizens to be
about their business.

Seems to me you need a bit more work on
these walls, Ted.

I'm wondering if that was a wise thing
to do, Mr Larkins.

Talk about wise, Peter.

Certainly made me feel a damn sight
better.

I would like to propose a motion to ask
the authorities to remove this person

from our village.

Anybody second the motion?

Let the record show Mr Dawes.

Mr Chairman.

The chair recognises the Reverend.

I would merely like to point out two
things.

Firstly, I think you will find the
authorities have no power to remove

since he has committed no crime.

Secondly, I would be failing in my
duties if I were to agree to victimising

person solely on the basis of his race,
religion or creed.

Thank you, Reverend. Your objections are
noted.

Brigadier? Well, I wonder, Mr. Chairman,
if we might have a...

A show of hands on the matter.

Those in favour of the lad staying and
those against.

That sort of thing.

Very well.

Who would like the German to remain?

Really, Brigadier, I thought you fought
the last war to get rid of people like

that. With respect, I believe I fought
the last war, dear lady, to get rid of

intolerance. Well done.

Those against.

Well, looks like the nose have it. Good.
Oh, no, Mr. Chairman, I object.

Too late. Too late.

Here we go. Come on. Here.

So, here, tell us, Peter.

Were you in the forces then at all?

Yes. I was in the German army.

Go on.

Well, there you are. I suppose we all
had to do our bit.

But you had much toy.

No. You had to do much fighting.

I didn't really get the opportunity.

Oh? Why not? It's most embarrassing.

What, what?

The war was nearly over.

I am with 15 years old only.

Hitler is calling up schoolboys to
fight.

I'm sent to Jersey, to your Channel
Islands.

On the second day, there is a commando
raid by your soldiers.

And I am captured.

On the second day. On the second day.

I'm sent to England, where I spend the
rest of the war working on the land.

That was my whole time as a soldier in
the German army.

Spending your time feeding us.

It was here that I learned about
farming.

I learned to like England.

Oh, well.

Well done.

So, Peter, I'm going to pronounce you an
honorary

Englishman. Honorary.

How's that?

Cheers.

Bottoms up.

Oh, very good.

Now we have to get your permission to
work here, Peter.

Ah, yes, now.

I've spoken to a friend of mine in the
home office.

And he's come to look into it.

On the second day.

He won't do a village years about this,
but he'll be the funny son, no?

Wish I could be sure of that, Ma.

Anyway, now, I'll tell you what I'll do
now. I'm going to make us all a nice

cocktail.

What are you doing?

I'm filling in my tax return.

What's the fill -in?

Well, we don't want a visit from the
Inland Revenue.

Oh, I don't know.

I fancy the last chap they sent round.

Oh, did you?

Mmm.

Yeah, a bit of all right, that one.

And here's me, thinking you preferred
the athletic outdoor type.

No.

Give me a tax man any day.

All right.

Thanks, Jack.

Bye.

Peter can't get an insurance card until
he's been resident for at least six

months.

Until then, he isn't supposed to work at
all, but he had to show means of

support. So he could carry on working on
the quiet.

But if he gets caught, he won't be
allowed to stay at all.

Unless... Unless what?

Unless he gets married.

Married?

Charlie says the only way Peter can stay
here and be allowed to work is if he

marries an English girl.

Well,

it's always primrose. Oh, you.

No, you're right, she's a bit young.
Anyway, I think she's stuck on the

No, he's got a girlfriend.

Who has?

Peter. He showed me her picture.

Oh, well, that's all right then. That's
it then, isn't it? Where is she?

Didn't say.

Only she's English.

Oh, good.

That's all right then. Settled. No
problem.

Yeah, but, Pop, what if Peter doesn't
want to marry her?

I think he does.

That's why he came back.

He said it was complicated.

Well, we'll just have to uncomplicate it
then, won't we?

Well, who's going to do that?

Well,

I've got to go.

Yeah, me too. Try and get John Lennon.

Come on, dear.

Oh. Oh, Peter.

Right.

Believe me, Mrs Larkin, nothing would
give me more pleasure than to marry

Eileen. Are you settled in?

No.

Why, Peter, I can't believe she doesn't
want to marry you.

There is a problem with her parents.

Oh?

The old problem.

Oh, the German business.

Yeah.

Oh, Don, how old is she?

She's 25.

Well, there then, she don't need their
permission to get wed.

That is true.

So why don't you propose to her?

Eileen is very much fond of her parents.

And also her mother is not well.

But she loves.

You? Yes.

So, what kind of a girl don't listen to
what her heart tells her?

I told you, Mrs Larkin.

It is complicated.

Where does she live, this Eileen?

It was a wonderful sermon, Deca. I was
very impressed.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

This is my sister, Joy, Miss
Hillchester. Oh, I'm very pleased to

brother is very popular in our village.

Oh.

I think I shall see you again.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Primrose.

Remember, John?

Compassion in all things.

Joy, come back. I have to rearrange the
family.

I'm ready for my confirmation lesson,
Mr. Candy.

How are your parents?

Very well, thank you. And your sister,
Mariette? She's very well, too.

That's good.

And the new baby.

Mr. Candy, may I ask you a question?

Um, yes.

Do you think we should fight our natural
instincts?

Um... I love you.

Put your coat on, Sid. We're going for a
drive.

What about dinner?

We'll have to wait.

All right, I'm coming.

You stay here. I'll handle this.

All right, Mum.

Ah, dear, I'm looking for a Miss Eileen
Stone.

That's me.

Oh. Well, you don't know me, but I'm a
friend, that's we, are friends of

called Peter.

You're Mrs Larkin?

Yes, that's right, dear.

He wrote me a letter.

He's been staying with you, hasn't he?

Yes. Eileen?

It's all right, Mum, it's only for me.

Is that your mother?

No, please, she isn't well.

Oh, so you're Eileen's mother.

I've heard so much about you.

Who are you?

My name's Flo.

I thought we might have a little chat
about Eileen.

What about her?

I've brought a message for her.

A message?

Who from?

Peter.

Marry her?

Oh, no.

Oh, no. That's quite out of the
question.

Why's that, Miss Stone?

Why's it out of the question?

I need someone to take care of me.

I am not well. I need constant
attention.

She can never leave me. Never.

Hello there.

It's Eileen, isn't it?

It's all right. I'm Sid Larkin.

Oh, hello. Hello.

Oh.

Very nice house.

Go away.

You've no right poking your nose in
here.

Eileen doesn't like him.

He's German.

Do you know something, Mrs Stone?

I don't think it'd matter if Peter was
the Prince of Blinking Whale.

You don't want to lose a free skivvy.
That's what this is all about, isn't it?

Lived here all your life, have you,
Arlene?

Yeah.

That's probably why you don't want to
leave.

Now you've got used to everything.

My mother's not well.

Yes, I know.

I know Peter told me.

How is he?

Peter? Oh, he's all right, I suppose.

Lonely sort of chap, isn't he?

He sends me a letter every week.

Does he?

Yeah, that's very nice, isn't it?

Funny that, though, isn't it?

You know, him living with us and you
living here and you two not getting

together.

My mother gets lonely.

He was always your dad, though, wasn't
he?

I suppose so.

Tell me something, Eileen.

How old are you, 24, 25?

25.

25.

Oh, doesn't time fly?

When I was your age, I'd learned
something.

And that was to grab every day.

Don't let the weeds grow around your
feet.

Because one day they'll be so high that
nobody will be able to see you at all.

Not much more we can do here, Vic.

No, all right, come in, Mum.

Go on, honey.

Can't he?

Oh, he's just gone to the shop for some
pills.

That's for his seasickness. He's a
terrible sailor. Same every year. I only

to mention the channel and he goes
green.

He's going away?

Yes. Venice.

We're so looking forward to it.

Who are you?

My name's Joyce.

I bet you are. Let me guess.

Primrose. Yes, but John's told me all
about you.

He has?

Oh, yes.

He's been trying to decide who will take
your confirmation lessons while we're

away.

Like most men, he can hardly make a
decision for himself.

That's why he needs me, Primrose.

Not almost.

You! You! Help me!

What on earth was all that about?

I think it was about the end of your
problem.

Oh, really?

Oh, well, that would be a relief.

Poor thing.

Can't help feeling you encouraged her,
you know.

I didn't know for a thing, Joyce,
really. Anyway, I doubt she'll continue

confirmation lessons now.

Not with a... a blue beard.

Ah, Mr. Talbot.

Sorry you've kept you waiting.

Not late, am I? No, no, no, no.

Mrs. Kinsley, you mentioned the other
day that you intended to sell the Hop

Garden.

That is so.

To a property developer, I believe.

Well, I have had an offer.

May I ask whether you've accepted it
yet?

You may.

The answer is no.

But I have to tell you, it is a very
tempting price.

I see.

Well, I suppose I may as well come right
out with it.

You may as well.

I would like to buy the field from you.

However, I'm sure that whatever I bid
will come nowhere near what they're

offering.

All I can say is this.

I promise to continue to grow hops in
this field, Mrs. Kempley.

I've been to the brewery and, well, I
intend to go on a course to learn the

business.

I don't want houses on a place that's
been a feature of this landscape for

years.

I wouldn't change a thing.

Now, you may be on the side of progress,
I don't know.

But I would be most awfully grateful if
you'd consider my idea before you make

up your mind.

Well, I promise you one thing, Mr
Charlton.

I will most certainly think over what
you've said.

I'll tell you one thing, Mark.

What?

You won't have to clean the kitchen
floor today.

Primrose's chin is doing a wonderful
job, look.

Leave me alone!

Oh. Oh.

Thank you.

Now let's see if we can bring a smile to
Montgomery's lips.

I heard he had a fight with John Watson
and he's scared to go out fishing.

That's not true. Shut up, Victoria.

Well, I heard.

Montgomery! Look!

Thank

you

for the lunch.

My pleasure, Peter.

Nick?

Hey, Larkin.

We're up here.

What you gonna do about it?

Loopy, loopy, Larkin.

Sticks and stones won't break my bones.

Cut this for a bit of bait.

Hot names will never hurt me.

Here's another one.

Hey, Larkin.

Come on, Larkin.

This will get him up here. Oh, yes. Nice
one, son. Let him have it. Yeah, let

him have it.

Hey, John. Hey, John, be careful.

Help me.

I'm falling.

I can't swim.

John, hold on.

Where are you off to?

Stay out on the spot of business, that's
all.

Woo! Won't be long.

Mum!

Mum!

What's the matter?

What's the matter? John's fallen!

What? I'm in the quarry. He's going to
go to the morgue. Calm down. Calm down,

Montgomery. Let's say it again. What is
it? John Watson's fallen over the cliff.

He's hanging up there. All right. Now,
say to Peter, apparently it's been an

accident up in the quarry. I'm going to
fetch a rope. Look, you get up up there.

John, help is coming.

Can you hold on?

Hold on for just a little bit.

Where is he?

He's caught on the edge.

Oh, my God.

All right, listen.

I'm going to tie this end round me.

You lot get hold of the other end of
this rope, and you'll have to lower me

over the side. When I get hold of him...

I'll give you a holler and you'll have
to haul me back up. Mr Larkin, let me do

it, please. I'm lighter than you. It's
all right, Peter. The boy knows me.

trust me.

Please, Mr Larkin.

We must have someone strong at this end
of the rope.

Please.

I must do this.

Please. All right. All right. Go on,
then.

Go on. Off you go. What are you going to
do? That's it.

Montgomery, take that end and secure it
to the lorry. Go on.

Good boy, good boy. Come on, lads, now.
Get behind me. Get behind me. Take the

rope. Get... All right.

Okay. Steady.

Off you go, Peter. All right.

All right. Gently.

Go on.

Steady, boys.

Let him go. Go on.

More. Keep him going. I'm slipping.

Help me.

Go on. I can't swim.

All right, Peter.

Now, another eight feet only.

Go on, steady.

Help.

Go on.

Peter.

More. Steady, boy, steady.

Stop. Stop. Hold it.

One more feet.

Stop.

John, look at me.

Do not look down.

When I say, I want you to take hold of
my right arm with your left hand.

I can't. Yes, you can. I can't. You can
do it, John.

Now, when I say the word, I want you to
take this arm.

Now.

Good. Good.

A little bit more.

Can you do it?

Now.

With your right arm. I want you to take
hold of the rope.

Yes. Yes. Good. Good job.

Now, when I say the word, put your left
arm around my neck.

You ready? Ready.

Okay. Now.

Good.

Go on.

You're safe now. You're safe now.

You're all right, John.

Thanks, mister.

That's all right, John.

Thank you, Mr Larkin.

Well done, Peter.

Well done.

If the authorities won't do anything, we
will.

Quite right.

I think we should make sure he doesn't
get any services in the village. Mr

and I have agreed not to serve him in
the shop.

Well, it's legal.

We can serve who we like.

Right. Do we all agree?

You can't come in here, John.

I think he's got something to say to
you, Ted.

You let your wrists do the work.

That's it.

It is better to have loved and lost than
never to have loved at all.

You'll find someone else.

Why can't all men be like you, Charlie?

Where's Pop?

He had a phone call.

For all the excitement at the quarry.
Shut off somewhere.

Oh, there he is now.

Okay, and Peter can't stay long, will
he? I know.

I'm going to miss him.

Everybody is.

Get the plates out of the warmer, good
girl.

Rest of the veg are in the oven.

Ah. Hello.

Oh, that looks nice, doesn't it?

Where have you been?

Oh, I had a phone call. I know.

All very mysterious.

But the mystery is solved.

Eileen rang.

Told me she'd changed her mind.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

I changed my mind.

Oh, look at me.

Oh,

how lovely.

How are the fish doing?

Lovely. Do you know what I think they
need? What?

A nice drop of champagne.

Oh, yeah!

Champagne, everyone!

Yay!

Perfect.

Montgomery, go and get that big bottle
of champagne, son. Go on, hurry up.

I'm glad you made that decision, aren't
we? Oh, yeah.

It's amazing.

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