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GRACE: "Murder suspect Jimmy
Dillon may also have been facing

"financial ruin.

"There are rumors
the store Whiteley's

is in serious trouble."

"Mr. Dillon invested heavily
in the purchase of Whiteley's,

guided by business partner
Harry Selfridge."

Will he be
at work today?

He can't leave you
to deal with everything.

He'll be back
when he's ready.

ROSALIE:
Pa?

Pa?

Will you be going
to the store later?

Not today.

It's been a week now.

Today's papers are here...

I think
we've seen enough.

No.

Everyone else will see them.

Surely there's
nothing left to say'?

Pa, what ever happened,

Jimmy's death
is not your fault!

Mae called again.

She wants to talk to you.

(indistinct whispering)

Excuse me.

(whispering):
She's coming.

Can I help you ladies?

No, thank you.

(indistinct whispering)

I'll look after
things here

if you'd like
to take a break.

Oh, thank you.

I'll be in the sewing room.

PRUE:
No, look.

It says she was going
with Victor Colleano

and Jimmy Dillon
at the same time.

ROYCE: And that's why
Jimmy did him in.

"Twice divorced,"
I'm not surprised.

(laughs)

We're here to work,
not gossip.

Excuse me!

MAE: Quite right,
Miss Brockless.

(sewing machines whirring)

(music playing)

(baby cooing)

I made you some tea.

You don't have to wait on me
hand and foot, George.

Work'll be missing you.

I've told them
I'll be in later.

(Sighs)

The Chief's still off.

There's a lot of gossip.

Like what?

He's got money troubles.

Mr. Selfridge?

No...

There's something new
in the paper every day.

I still can't believe
Jimmy Dillon killed Victor.

And I nearly lost my job,
helping him move that stock.

George, you didn't know.

Just don't like seeing Victor's
name mixed up in it all.

He was my friend.

That's not how I want
to remember him.

It's a good job we've got him

to take your mind
off things.

Come here.
(chuckles)

I can't go back to work
until you've got a name.

(giggles)

There's people want to know.

You know, what about Victor?

Victor George Towler.

That's a better way
to remember him.

Yeah.
Eh?

Your behavior-- concealing
the movement of stock--

has been hugely
unprofessional.

If it were up to the Civic,
up to me, you would be fired.

I regret my involvement in the
events that have led us here.

Meanwhile, the papers
are full of scandalous stories

about Mr. Dillon.

And I gather Mr. Selfridge
is nowhere to be seen.

Mr. Gordon is holding the fort.

The Civic need to be reassured
that matters are in hand.

I would like to see

Mr. Selfridge's
personal accounts.

Why?

Openness and accountability.

I trust everything is in order.

Of course.

(door closes)

It's not working, not working,
not working.

(indistinct chatter)

(exclamations, applause)

Aha.

(applause)

What are you doing?

No,no,no,no,no.

Come with me.

(giggles)

If

Three days to go

until the 20th
anniversary celebrations.

And it'll change every day,
counting down.

You're very clever.

(giggles)

Yes, I am.

(knock at door)

(door opens)

Mr. Keen to see you, sir.

Mr. Keen.

Publicity for our
20th anniversary.

What does
Mr. Selfridge think?

I'm sure he'll
be very happy.

He's not in, then?

I am managing things
in my father's absence.

Everything's
under control.

PLUNKETT (outside):
Excuse me, sir,

you may not just come in!
(door opens)

Mr. Hardcastle.

Not a man to be made
a fool of!

Perhaps we could discuss this
a little more...

Whiteley's employs
a lot of people.

Did you really think
no one would notice

you moving stock from
Selfridge's to Whiteley's?

That shouldn't
have happened.

I went to my members--
in good faith--

to end the embargo
on Whiteley's.

Your father promised he would
make good the debts there

in time,
and I trusted him!

Whiteley's and Selfridge's
are under embargo

until our debts are paid,
in full.

Mr. Hardcastle,
that could close us down.

No more newspapers.

Definitely no press,
only family.

Certainly,
Mrs. de Bolotoff.

(doorbell rings)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Rosalie,
I need to speak to Harry.

Mae, I'm so sorry.

I just need to talk to him,
Rosalie, please.

Mae, excuse me one moment.

Oh, Gordon...
ls he in there?

Yes, but he doesn't
want to see...

Mae, I...
I don't know what to say.

I've told Pa
you want to speak to him.

Tell him I'm here.

(Sighs)

Pa.

Why aren't you
at the store'?

I told Rosalie I didn't
want to see anyone.

I'm not "anyone."

I need to talk to you.

There's a trade embargo
on Selfridge's.

Hardcastle found out
about the stock switch.

Which means no one
will supply Selfridge's

until we pay their debts
at Whiteley's.

I know Jimmy's death
has been a shock.

But because of what he did,
we're in terrible trouble.

I put too much trust in him.

We were all dazzled.

You know... I think you saw
yourself in him.

More than you did in me.

I dragged you into all this.

I'm sorry.

What's done is done.

Now we need you
back at the store.

I can't do it.

You were a success
long before any of us heard

of Jimmy Dillon.

And you can be again.

I don't trust myself.

I trust you.

You're still
Harry Selfridge, Pa.

You can come back or you can
leave it all up to me.

But you need to decide.

Fast

Good morning.
Pa?

The 20th anniversary
is next week.

So we need to break
the embargo before then.

I want every department
to do a stock check today.

I need to know
exactly how much we have.

Or how little.

Yes, Chief.

Welcome back.

CRABB: Jimmy Dillon was the
joint owner of Whiteley's.

He didn't leave a will.

So his share
passes automatically

to you and the Chief.

Which shall take months.

So selling Whiteley's
is out of the question.

If we can't pay
the suppliers' debts

we're going to have to offer
them something else.

Relations with suppliers
have been badly damaged.

Whatever it is, I think
it'd be a hard sell.

That's exactly
what I'm good at.

Draw up a list
of suppliers.

Let's see
what I can sell them.

I'll call them.

A personal invitation.

CRABB:
Mr. Gordon?

There was something else.

Mr. Keen has asked me to show
him our internal accounts.

Specifically,
anything involving the Chief.

Pa's been profligate
in the past,

but that's all under
control now, isn't it?

Personal and business accounts
are entirely separate.

However, the Chief
does owe rather a lot

to the Chairman's account.

(sighing):
He was going to repay this.

Funds were diverted
to the Whiteley's purchase

by your father.

The Civic might not take
a kind view of this.

If Pa breaks the embargo,

the Civic won't care one jot
about the Chairman's account.

With our support, Mr. Crabb,
my father will pull this off.

Let's hope he does.

(door opens)

So, you're back.

Mae.

How have you been?

Oh I've been here, Harry,
every day.

Trying to do my job

while you've been
hiding away at home.

And I've been stared at,

gossiped about.

Don't you read
the papers anymore?

I read them all.

I owe you an apology.

Yes, you do.

I blamed you for not
telling me about Jimmy.

I didn't tell you because...

I just wanted to protect you.

I'm sorry, let me get
on top of things here.

I promise you
I will make it up to you.

You can't just shut me out
when you feel like it

and then expect to pick me
back up again

like nothing's happened.

Mae, wait...

(door slams)

FREDDY:
A Palm Court reception?

I've got my hands pretty full
with this anniversary.

It's important.

Chief's orders.

It will go ahead, won't it?

The uh... the celebration.

There are rumors
among the staff.

The store is in trouble.

Of course it will.

Oxford Street's biggest party.

For me?

Thank you.

Wait.

It's good to have
you back, Mrs. Grove.

It's good to be back,
Mr. Selfridge.

It's been rather
a challenging time.

Mrs. Grove.

Please.

I want you to be
Deputy Manager.

The job Mr. Grove
did so well.

You're right,
times are tough.

We need to build a new team
to take us forward.

People look up to you.

And you know better than
anyone how this place works.

I... I... I couldn't.

Mr. Grove held you
in the highest regard.

And this would be
your office.

If you accept.

Thank you.

I accept.

I'll let Miss Plunkett know.

You returned my flowers.

I take it my apology
wasn't accepted.

You already apologized.

Let me...

Let me take you to dinner.

We should spend
some time together.

I'm leaving, Harry.

I'm selling my shares
and I'm going back to Paris.

Wait.

We... we have to talk.

Let me just settle this crisis
at the store and...

Yes, and then what?

There'll always be something.

That's not fair.

You know how much trouble
we're in right now.

I do, I'm sorry.

It isn't that.

When Jimmy died...

I needed you.

But you didn't need me.

No...

And I can't
live like that.

Mae...

Mae.

I love you.

Mae, please.

Goodbye, Harry.

Good morning,
Miss Adams.

Good morning,
Miss Mardle.

You're doing
terrifically well.

I'm a little nervous.

It doesn't show.

Rather a baptism of fire.

Starting the job
with an embargo.

Yes, well, I'm afraid
that's not all.

Late last night I received
a phone call.

Madame Rennard
is leaving us.

Personal reasons.

The Chief?

I had rather hoped she'd be
a permanent fixture.

(footsteps approaching)

This supplier's reception
is this evening?

So you'll be late back.

Probably.

When everything's
settled down maybe...

we can have
some family time.

See more of Mae.

She's going back to Paris.

Why?

Did something happen?
Can't you talk to her?

I tried.

When is she leaving?

Tonight.

I have to go.

TILLY:
Madame Rennard has left?

Selfridge's will still produce
an in-house range.

Perhaps for the slightly
younger customer.

So you'll still
need machinists.

Absolutely.

And I'd very much
like you to be in charge.

Me?

Yes, Head Machinist.

Running the sewing room.

I thought you were
giving me notice.

No.

I don't think the other
girls would work to me.

Well, it won't be in
their interests not to.

With the right support,
nothing is insurmountable.

Tell Mr. Lyons I need
to meet him before lunch.

Mr. Selfridge,
I'd like you to meet

our new head of the
sewing room, Miss Brockless.

Madame Rennard had nothing
but praise for her.

Then I'm glad to have you
on board.

Thank you.

For this opportunity.

It means a lot to me.

You'll find the best
rise to the top here.

GORDON: Pretty much
everyone's coming.

Mr. Hardcastle?

Took a bit of persuading.

But he finally accepted
the invitation.

It's a terrific idea
of yours, Pa.

I'm glad you're here.

By my side.

That's what this store
has always been about.

There've been times
when I've forgotten that,

and I wouldn't have blamed you
if you'd walked away.

Selfridge's means just as much
to me as it does to you.

Of course.

Let's go.

IA'

(indistinct chatter)

Gentlemen.

Great that you could make it.

Good evening,
thank you for coming.

MISS MARDLE (whispering): The
Chief's pulled out all the stops.

Let's hope he can
win them over.

(whispering): He's the
one we need to persuade.

Mr. Hardcastle.

Chairman of the Wholesalers'
Association.

GORDON:
Mr. Hardcastle.

Champagne?

I wouldn't have thought
you had much to celebrate.

On the contrary.

We're marking a long
and fruitful relationship

with our suppliers.

Despite current
circumstances.

HARRY:
Nearly 20 years ago,

Selfridge's opened its doors
for the very first time.

And we revolutionized
the world of shopping.

(indistinct chatter)

Our anniversary celebrations

will be Oxford Street's
biggest party.

Customers will pour in

and they will buy your products.

If they're here.

(indistinct chatter)

Now, I know I broke your trust.

Let me make amends.

I'm going to offer you something
that no other retailer can.

The chance to supply

both Selfridge's and Whiteley's

with three-year fixed contracts.

(indistinct chatter)

This deal heralds the dawn
of a new era, gentlemen.

It's an opportunity
like no other

and will benefit all of us
for years to come.

(indistinct chatter)

HARDCASTLE:
Our bills from Whiteley's

remain unpaid.

HARRY:
Gentlemen, I know.

I will honor every
unpaid bill in time,

but you have to understand

I can't pay them right now.

(indistinct chatter)

That is why I am offering you
this exceptional deal.

HARDCASTLE:
Can't pay them?

How much did all this cost?

Well, we wanted to show you
how valued you all are.

HARDCASTLE:
But you won't pay us?

Listen to me,
Mr. Hardcastle.

Did you hope to dazzle us

and make us forget?

We are not your customers,
Mr. Selfridge.

We are tradesmen,
businessmen.

Like you, we have a workforce
to pay, premises to run,

unions to contend with.

Our debts must be paid.

HARRY:
I give you my word.

There will be no deal.

The embargo stays.

(indistinct chatter)

So it's true.

You're leaving.

Things have been very tough
for Pa recently.

And I wanted to be
there with him.

More than anything.

Do you remember
when he had that fall?

Yes, of course.

Gosh, he nearly died.

And he wouldn't
see me then, either.

He just shuts himself away.

He can't let anyone
see him hurt.

I'm not "anyone."

I know.

And I've been so glad
to have you back in our lives.

You're part of this family

and I know Pa feels that, too.

But still he wouldn't
let me help.

Maybe he thought
you wouldn't want him

if you saw him like that.

He's in real trouble, Mae.

Whatever he's told you,
he doesn't want to be alone.

GORDON:
What now?

We need to pay
then' debts so...

So...
we need a loan.

The banks won't touch us.

Then what do you suggest?

(Sighs)

What about the Civic?

They're our major shareholder.

Shareholders.

This is my store,
my problem.

Just give me...
give me time to think.

There isn't any time.

Don't you trust me?

I've trusted you all my life.

But you can't do this
on your own.

Please let someone help
before it's too late.

You didn't fight for Mae.

You need to fight
for the store.

Pa?

(door opens and closes)

Mae?

Mae?

Are you here?

Mae?

It's very late.

I'm sorry.
Mr. Gordon.

What can I do for you?

ROSALIE:
Yes.

Yes, I'll tell him.

(hangs up phone)

That was the London Civic.

They want you in
for a meeting.

10:00.

Excuse me.

I'm here for a meeting.

Of course.
Mister...?

Selfridge.

Harry Selfridge.

The board are
waiting for you.

Chief?

Mr. Gordon called me,
said I'd be needed.

(clears throat)
Please follow me.

MAN:
Mr. Crabb.

(door closes)

DONOGHUE:
We understand your appeal

to the suppliers
was unsuccessful.

The embargo on Selfridge's
remains in place.

The Civic must now take steps
to protect their interests.

We will pay the suppliers' debts
at Whiteley's.

This will mean considerable cost
to ourselves.

But Selfridge's
must continue trading.

May I ask what
the terms of this loan are?

It's not a loan.

DONOGHUE: When Mr. Dillon's
estate is settled,

you and Gordon Selfridge

will be the sole owners
of Whiteley's.

The Civic will make you
an offer for it.

In the understanding
that it will be accepted.

You'll pay the debts
in return for Whiteley's?

It seems I have no choice.

There is a condition attached.

You will surrender
all your shareholdings

in Selfridge's to the Civic.

And resign as director
and chairman.

The London Civic will work
with Gordon Selfridge

to ensure the future
success of the store.

No!

No, no, no.

You can't fire me.

KEEN:
Mr. Selfridge.

The Civic have made every
attempt to work with you.

Despite your extravagance
and your recklessness.

There are strict controls
over my expenses.

Mr. Crabb can confirm this.

Your personal life has always
attracted attention.

Indeed, you have
courted publicity.

However,
your recent associations

have bordered on the scandalous.

If you're referring to the
Dolly Sisters, that's over now.

KEEN: Your excessive
gambling is notorious.

I no longer gamble.

Your debts led to a direct
attack on the store.

Mr. Selfridge,
you have dragged down

the very name of Selfridge's.

You cannot be allowed
to continue.

That's enough!

CRABB: Mr. Selfridge has answered
all personal criticisms.

From a purely
business perspective.

Selfridge's has always made

a healthy profit
with the Chief in charge.

Surely that is what matters?

KEEN:
Mr. Crabb.

Is Mr. Selfridge's
financial conduct to the store

beyond reproach?

I asked Mr. Crabb for
some internal accounts,

which were all in order.

Apart from the
Chairman's account.

Omitted by you.

Thoughtfully provided
by Mr. Gordon.

The Chairman's account,

to which Mr. Selfridge
owes £118,000.

Perhaps if Mr. Selfridge
could repay the sum?

I can't pay it.

You know that.

Everything I had

was in Whiteley's.

DONOGHUE:
The Board will offer you

a pension of £6,000
a year.

You may use the title
of President, if you wish.

There will be
no accountability.

I built Selfridge's
from nothing.

That's my name!

My name on that store!

Our name.

I'm sorry, Mr. Selfridge.

But your time in charge is over.

This way,
Mr. Selfridge.

(bell dings)

Mr. Selfridge,

I... l just heard.

(door shuts)

How could they?

Because they're
grasping, deceitful,

timid, conniving cowards.

After everything
he's done here.

What is Selfridge's
without the Chief?

I think they had him in their
sights long before the embargo.

Why, though?

They have a different way
of doing things.

The balance sheet is king.

People are easily replaced.

I know Mr. Selfridge
has made mistakes,

but what he's done here
is extraordinary.

None of them will ever be
half the man he is.

HARRY:
This is no ordinary hole.

This is a million-dollar hole.

GORDON:
Pa.

Pa.

I had to save the store.

Will they let you run it?

Things'll be different.

You did everything you could.

So did I.

(knock at door)

(door opens)

Mr. Gordon, Chief.

I thought you'd
like to know.

Stock is arriving now

and will be all
through the night.

The 20th anniversary
celebrations

will go ahead as planned.

What will you do now,
Mr. Crabb?

I think my time is over, too.

And I find myself...
strangely happy.

If you'll excuse me,

I have one last thing
to attend to.

Walk with me.

When I go.

Staff need to see
that we're united.

Thank you.

Let me know when you're ready.

MAN:
Tomorrow's front page, sir.

"Harry Selfridge Ousted."

Well, well.

"The Earl of Oxford Street
Bows Out."

(knock at door)

(door opens)

Mr. Towler is here.

Can you send
Mr. Gordon in?

I'm very sorry
to hear the news, Chief.

I come to see if there's
anything I can do to help.

You've always been very kind
to me, Mr. Selfridge.

It's been a pleasure.

How's your son?

Victor.

(chuckles)

He's the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

Of course he is.

Let's go.

The staff wanted
to say goodbye.

I and my family owe you
so much, Mr. Selfridge.

Thank you.

I know the store will be safe
in your hands.

I'll carry them,
Mr. Selfridge.

I'll be right behind you.

(all saying good byes)

(applause)

It looks wonderful.

Selfridge's 20th anniversary.

(applause and cheers)

Thank you.

You've all worked so hard
to get us here.

Thank you.

Looking around, I see those
who have made this journey

with us from the start,
20 years ago.

Familiar faces...

...new faces.

One generation
following another.

(Victor crying)

(chuckles)

I'm proud of you all.

So proud.

I am just sorry
that I won't be here

(voice breaking):
to share this with you.

But I want you
to keep the flag flying.

Thank you.

(applause)

(whispering):
Look after it.

(applause continues)

MAE:
Harry.

I thought you had gone.

Here I am.

I'm so sorry.

The store was my life.

I wish it hadn't
ended this way,

but you are so much
more than this.

I've lost... everything.

No, you're still
Harry Selfridge.

And I love you.

So... I have some plans.

Paris, Rome...

Well, anywhere really.

If you'll come with me.

I don't deserve you.

Oh.

Well, then call it luck.

(chuckles)