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This is a tragic time, but we refuse to conceive tragic.

The disaster happened, our world is in tatters.

We are building new houses to get new hope.

It is extremely hard work ...

... but we have to continue our lives, no matter what.

The mind struggles and comes back to life ...

... but the body is still full of new blood and fire ...

... the true resurrection.

What nonsense.

We thank the Chatterley family for their commemorative plaque ...

... recalling the brave of this parish ...

... who gave their lives for us in the Great War of 1914 to 1918.

Sir Clifford, would you be so kind as to lay the first wreath?

Who has had more luck? My brother or me?

Herbert has gained immortality ...

... but I got his title and Wragby Hall.

Thank you, Field.

Particularly moving sermon, Reverend.

Our sons are dead. A whole generation of good young guys is gone.

What hope remains?

We must now think of the living.

Insofar as there are. Take Chatterley's. Herbert died in '16.

And when Clifford came home paralyzed ...

... his father died of grief because the race is now extinct.

Poor Clifford. What would the parish should without Chatterley's ...

Careful, Field.

Glad you were there. Could you hold on?

My dear boy, we owe you a lot. If we can do something ...

Probably not. - Thank Wragby Hall remains occupied.

We put forth a moment the line.

You must come quickly to visit in Dale Abbey.

We go anywhere we are merely subject of charity.

We understand it, dude. - Coming next week at the tea?

We thankfully had again. - They have the best for you.

My God, Connie. I do not think you can from there.

Soon they reduce wages too. So it may no longer.

They get the food out of the mouths of your children.

Are you OK? - mud Rather than pity.

Field, beware. - Energy Field.

Terrible that class struggle. As if we are a different breed.

Here in the Midlands separation has once now. You get used to it.

Never. Do you think they hate us? - And then? They need us.

But they are our enemy?

They're poaching on the estate. They are still the enemy?

Why Wragby stands between us?

Be happy. Would you want to live in a miner's shack?

No.

To you, Connie. You're so great for me.

You are loyal, good company, a patient nurse ...

You're just patient with me. You are patient, considerate, witty ...

... courageous, almost the perfect husband.

Both of us then. The lucky ones.

Get injured just before the end of the war and so coming home ... What a mumps.

You're still alive. Since it's all about?

How long have we been married now? Half a year?

But one month we really lived as husband and wife.

That you will not terrible.

For you I'm sorry you're paralyzed. But for me?

Maybe you are right.

We share something much more important than sex, right?

Yes of course.

Clifford, it might be good if you had a personal servant?

Lady Rathbone's butler has ... - I can not pay.

You do have a game warden.

All the time that old butler around me? I have with you?

And Mellors was before the war. Fortunately, he wanted to come back.

The village children are terrified that he caught in our orchard.

It is such a real wild forest dweller. Very alone.

But a good supervisor. He lurks fiercely poachers.

The enemy.

What's wrong? Stop it.

It was a monster. He bit dead pheasants. That's only to cry.

What is going on here?

Now comes Ms. even look.

Shut up. - Why is she crying?

You'd better ask her. - I'm asking you.

Yes I know. But I have no idea.

What's up, kid? You can say it safely.

Look, here's a quarter. Tell me, what's wrong?

The cat. - Yes darling?

He shot him.

No wonder they cry.

He peered at the young pheasants Sir Clifford.

Alas ... You can keep your penny, though. What's your name?

Betty. Betty Mellors.

That's a nice name, Betty. Walk like you in the woods?

I had with my father. - Do not Wilde?

I wanted to stay with Grandma.

My mother. She makes me clean Fridays and takes the child.

Want you back? I will take you to your grandmother? Give me a hand.

Then you can do what you gotta do. - I really do not.

Grandmother. - Why did you just come back?

Betty was upset. That's why I brought her here.

Very kind of you. What did he do? - He shot the cat.

It was a poacher, but she was very upset.

Look, Grandma. - A penny still.

Mumps you briefly. And what did you say? - Thank you.

Thank you, Madam.

Go wash your face soon.

I should not have let her go. He can be rude and stores soon.

And it is such a delicate creature. You understand how it goes, those two together.

Not good, I guess. - Right.

I'm his mother, but between us, it is not so good.

I'm going. Goodbye, Mrs. Mellors. - Hello Miss.

And thank you for bringing me home.

Two horses pulling the cart of the human soul.

The wild black horse of desire and the delicate white horse of the mind.

When the soul beholds a beloved ...

... obedient stallion will deter pounce beloved.

The other, insensitive to detect or whip, rears up and rushes forward.

Damn.

I think Socrates but overbearing with his black horse.

The black horse symbolizes our passion.

Has he the right to all his desires? - Yes.

He is entitled to his desires, otherwise he would not have existed.

Should you desire not curb? Do not restrain your black horse?

Certainly not. I let him free as soon as he found his way.

Dumb philosophers and their beteugeldrang. As if they know what it is.

I know what it is. And I want to talk about it now, so that you know it too.

I do not want your sacrifices.

I do not do that.

I thought you wanted me to me before this happened?

I'm maimed, but not you.

Your body is not broken. You need not be half dead to me.

It lacks me nothing. Not really.

You're the real loser. I'm depending on you. I live for you.

You know I do not mind. - Yes I know.

And it is bitter. But we must make the best of it.

If you are with another man can find pleasure, do not hesitate.

Take a lover, if you want.

We have no more about it. I'm your wife, in prosperity and adversity.

I want no other.

Coverage.

Are you going out today?

Yes, I'd like to go outside.

Want Mellors ask if he comes tomorrow to report?

If you want to.

That does not sound very enthusiastic.

I'll do it, but he can do very unkind.

I can ask it or Field Marshall. - No, I'll go.

I'm sorry, I had no idea. - Madam ... Do you want to come in?

Did you already beat?

I thought I heard something.

Sir Clifford asks if you want to come tomorrow to report.

Which is good. Then I'll come tomorrow for dinner.

When Sir Clifford that.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon madam.

Connie, you gotta hear.

Women had their faces covered, but ...

... than a passion fire erupted in Hadji Baba's body.

But the sight of their naked indecent of extinguished his fire.

A pity that we only ever see the face of people.

You want them to cover their face and walk around naked?

Why do we always see only one face?

The face reveals the character.

Perhaps the body is more honest than the character.

What part of the body? The stomach? The heart? The lungs?

A statue is often better headless. The torso leads its own life.

But a mindless life.

You called, master?

No kidding now.

I am your faithful servant.

What is this game?

Your wish is my command.

Stop that.

Why are you doing this to me? - You do not even touch me.

I can not do it. Not anymore.

It would be cruel to both of us.

Sorry, Clifford.

This has to be the real England.

Think of the past. All the men who went to war from here ...

My father who cut trees for the trenches.

And now you and me.

Who will come after us, Connie?

The miners from Tevershall will steal it.

They demolish it or make it a school.

Maybe not. The most predictable happens usually.

For me Wragby all that is decent, dignified and beautiful.

Without any of the old England there are no remains of England.

We who possess this love and to preserve it.

I'm not an old house, so I do not do it much.

It would do something if you had children.

I'm sorry I can not give a son to continue the race.

Think you can consider ...? - Or what I would consider?

Having a child. That we may live.

I'm learning to manage it Wragby and mines.

It is our future: the right to property and to continue to own.

Like it or not mind if another takes me?

Of course, but that would do no good?

It seems a very good idea if you had a child by another man.

If we raise at Wragby, it's ours, if I'm the father or not.

If we raise a child, it's ours and continue the race.

Would you consider? - You know I could not do it.

Bramble.

Day, Mellors.

Come help me with my chair.

Connie, you're not tired?

That's right, Mellors.

Good evening, ma'am.

Thanks for your help, Mellors. - You're welcome, Sir Clifford.

Mellors had the fence still too open?

Then you could drive. Does it matter?

No, of course it does not matter.

My goodness.

Festive enough, Mrs. Marshall? - You bet, ma'am. Magnificent.

Mr. Mellors's with holly and pheasant feathers.

He asks if you want more.

Is he still there? - He's in the kitchen, ma'am.

Would you ask him to wait?

There you are, Jill. Continuing work.

How beautiful. Really.

If you want, I can get even branches with pine cones.

No, it is not. Let the branches but on the trees. Inside they die.

Then I'll go, if there's nothing else.

No, nothing.

Where shall we go with this? - In the hallway is still room, ma'am.

I hate Christmas since the war.

Why, ma'am?

Sir Clifford was injured on Christmas Day.

Music, Arthur.

Come on, people. Dancing chairs.

Ready?

I ask you, but not if you're lucky.

Why not, father? - Did you know?

That impression would you not determined.

I do what I gotta do.

That is not good. For you, not for anyone.

Maybe not. I know it all not so.

You do not live. You should enjoy your youth. You're not young forever.

What should I do?

Life. It's Christmas. Go dancing, a little flirting.

But you must not worry. Clifford Let me worry about.

I'm waiting for you. - How long now, Donald?

Do not you join? - No rather not.

Is it so bad that I yearn for you? - If you leave it at that.

I'm in love with you tonight. - Is it the wine or the Christmas spirit?

Once you gave to me. - Long ago. We were kids.

I'm an incurable romantic. - And I a faithful wife.

You are really great, Connie. - Oh yeah? Why?

As you can save. I'm so bad at housework.

And you have such patience with Clifford. - he with me.

He is also great. His brains do the course just fine, but ...

... well, he is obviously only half a man.

Horrible. I'm worried about my sister.

And for you it 's worse. You're healthy.

What am I missing then, Hilda?

A real man.

Poor darling, what will you suffer the loss.

If you do not mind? - I need a real man.

I feel sorry for him that he is paralyzed, but not for me.

Maybe it does not matter if you love him.

I loved my husband and it was a blissful time.

But now I have just as much to him as the Duke of Wellington.

A man gives his wife, but never really penetrates through to her life.

I do not know, Hilda. Maybe not.

Of all the men I've known ...

... my butler was the only real man.

But some make you feel safe.

Father is a tyrant, but you feel safe with him.

And which of my dear daughters honor me with the last roll?

You need something to start with a nice young man, even if only short-lived.

Fast, it's almost midnight.

I experienced duller Christmases.

Go with me. You need some time away from here.

I'm much happier than yesterday.

Come to Mandalay. I go there all winter painting seascapes.

I leave now not only Clifford. - Come summer.

You can stay with me, if you can just briefly away.

Day, Hilda. - Day, both.

You brake is stuck. You should lubricate shaft, if you know what I mean.

Contest, father?

The universe shows us two aspects.

on the other hand 'rises upward t mentally.

And so it goes slowly ...

... with a slowness that is unimaginable in our lap times.

In our time measurements ...

Now I'm on.

Now I get dressed.

Now I'm going downstairs to Clifford.

I'm going crazy.

Now I'm going to say ...

Good morning, Clifford. Do you sleep better tonight?

Do not you sleep?

Do not sleep? - Poor Con.

I invited Hilda ... - No, do not turn your sister.

She was here at Christmas.

A few days. You know you're quite fond of Hilda.

I have no one talked for weeks. Even Mrs. Marshall says ...

If I do not talk to her hoof.

Connie, what's wrong with you on? - Nothing. I do not know what ails me.

You're sick child. I can tell you.

No, I'm just tired. - It's because of this hovel.

Hilda, you may not want to upset Clifford.

What's wrong with Connie? She looks awfully out.

She does look a little peaked. - If you do nothing about it?

Do you think this is necessary?

Absolutely. She has been a tremendously difficult time.

She has some time with me in London. Then they can immediately go to the doctor.

They can also for the doctor. - She needs rest.

Our mother died of worry. That should not happen Connie.

You need a nurse to take care of you.

I have my fill of nurses. - You're not a happy patient.

Should I be happy? - Not if you do not want.

But do not dump your sorrow about Connie. You see what it does to her.

I think you should take a nurse.

And do you have for me? - You notice it.

Connie continues tomorrow with me to London.

You have to break more often, dear.

That can not, Hilda at the time.

I have to find a nurse for Clifford.

Once there, I can go. Perhaps the summer.

Dad wants us to come to Mandalay. - We'll go together. Seems only.

As in our study in Germany.

So we are looking for a Florence Nightingale for Clifford.

I have someone in mind. Mrs. Bolton. - Who's Mrs. Bolton?

The district nurse. She has been battling with him about the miners' rights.

But he does have respect for her.

Sounds like a formidable lady.

It's worth the try.

Dear goodness, what a bedsores. Here we go do something.

I put to you later in your chair. The more you move, the better.

If you turn around, I turn upright. - I can do myself.

As you wish, Sir Clifford.

You should just tell me how you want everything.

It is quite another to ensure a gentleman.

Miners can be very difficult, but they must also do what I say.

We do not want crumbs.

So, everything is neat again.

I want to cause any trouble.

I will now shave or do you prefer that I leave you alone?

Can it wait an hour? - But of course. You name it.

Well, until about half an hour then. - Excellent.

Would you hand me that book?

No, that yellow book.

Was that all, Sir Clifford? - Yes of course. That's all.

How do you do, Mrs. Bolton?

Fine. Thank you ma'am. - Bye, sweetheart. How are you?

Day, Connie. - Have you washed?

Yes, by Mrs. Bolton. - Should I shave?

Mrs. Bolton is ... - As Mrs ...

Mrs Bolton shaves me about half an hour. - Fantastic.

Sir Clifford will determine rather you ... - No, listen.

Sir Clifford appreciate in your very professional approach.

You see? - If you say, ma'am.

He reads about the mystical relationship with God.

He brings it in ecstasy, I do nothing.

Allow you later, honey? - Yes, for lunch.

I'll help you get dressed.

I hope that you will ... - What, Mrs. Bolton?

I'm here to help you both, but I do not want to intrude.

But you do not. We are very happy with you.

And you can eat with us instead of the servants.

No, it is not. I'm not so proud.

That would be what if I would feel too good to eat with Mrs. Marshall.

You name it. - Thank you, but I'll eat in the kitchen.

Conceit is nowhere required.

Sir Clifford shows, but he is very happy with you. And I have more freedom.

You should even go outside, ma'am.

Irish stew, ma'am. - The weather is beautiful.

Going for a walk in the woods.

Have you seen the daffodils at the home of the gamekeeper?

You need to pick the front of the room. - Maybe this afternoon.

I have not been times in the woods.

I wondered what was hammering.

To repair the lofts of your chickens.

soon they will hatch the pheasant eggs.

Want to sit down? There is a bench. It was not so good with you?

Yes please. Thank you.

Then I move on.

It's so beautiful.

I have once more come to the hut. are simply delicious and ...

Is the door locked when you're not here?

There are two keys?

Can you give me one?

A key to the cabin? - Yes, but you still hear what I say?

a key as Sir Clifford who has not?

Does he have another one?

Maybe.

I will ask him about it.

I've been here many times himself.

What Do You Mean By That? - The birds try to explain.

I must find the eggs and let them hatch the chickens.

Maybe you do not want to be here with me.

You are alone? Why should I be afraid to be alone with you?

Not afraid, but you might find it uncomfortable.

But do not stay away too. I can help you with the pheasant chicks.

It is the hut of Sir Clifford. You can come here whenever you want.

When Sir Clifford has no key, leave only one reprints.

You tell us when you want it.

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