All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S3E09 (Goodwill to all men) (moviesbyrizzo)

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CAROLERS: ♫ ...the bright sky
looked down where he lay ♫

[ Clomping ]

Daisy, you're about as dainty
as an elephant.

Go quietly,
or you'll disturb Mr. Bellamy.

Sorry, Rose.

HUDSON: ls everything ready
upstairs, Rose?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.
- And the room is well warmed?

You know how much her ladyship
dislikes the cold.

ROSE:
Yes, Mr. Hudson.

You put a hot-Water bottle
in her bed?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

At her age, she'll be tired
after a long journey,

may wish to retire at once.

We must have everything
prepared, you know, Rose.

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Well, look sharp, my girl.
We're a wee thing late.

I'll see to the fire
in the morning room myself.

Thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Look, come on.

Oh.

ROSE:
"ls everything prepared, Rose?"

"Yes, Mr. Hudson."

"Well, look sharp, my girl.
We're a wee thing late."

[ Chuckles ]
Honestly, all this fuss.

Anyone would think we had
Queen Victoria arriving.

Now, Edward,
just you don't be impertinent.

Old Lady Southwolds
very particular.

And she likes her comforts,
and she's used to good service.

So you just keep on your toes,
my boy.

ROSE: It's a long time
since Lady Southwold

has been here, Edward.

We don't want her to think
we've got slovenly since --

well, since she was here
last time.

Put that outside
and then get ready.

They'll be here soon.

She bringing old Hodges
with her, Rose?

No, Edward,
Miss Hodges is not coming.

I am going to see
to Lady Southwold myself.

Oh, one more thing, Rose.

Did you remember the extra
pillow in her ladyship's room

and the spare blankets?

ROSE: I've remembered every
blessed thing, Mr. Hudson.

Good, good.

Now, listen to me, all of you.

We shall be on trial
for the next few days.

[ Door slams ]

The Dowager Countess
has very high standards,

which each and every one of us
must try to live up to.

And you'll do well
to remember that, Daisy,

if you wish to remain
in service here.

Now you know.

What's Lady Southwold like?
Is she very fierce?

Oh, she's -- she's terrible.

She's dreadful.

She has these terrible fits
of rage, you see,

and once, when her bathwater
wasn't as hot as she wanted it,

she went for one of the maids
with a red-hot poker.

- No.
- Maimed her for life.

ROSE:
Daisy, you heard Mr. Hudson.

Wash your hands.
They're filthy.

And she's got a red beard, see,
little -- little red beard,

and one eye is larger
than the other one,

and they're both bloodshot,

and I have heard tell
that she's a witch.

-[ Gasps ]
-[ Bell rings]

Aah!

HUDSON: That's it.
That'll be her ladyship.

Come on, upstairs,
all of us, quickly.

Edward, you help the chauffeur
in with the luggage.

Oh, Mrs. Bridges,
is that hot posset ready yet?

Yes.
Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Then keep it hot.
I'll be down for it in a minute.

- Come on, quickly now.
Daisy, buck up.

We're supposed to be in the hall
by now.

And you don't have to bring
that towel with you.

RICHARD: Mabel, my dear.
- MABEL: Richard.

RICHARD:
Must be frozen to the marrow.

MABEL: Nonsense.
Don't fuss, Richard.

I was well wrapped up

and plentifully supplied
with brandy by Marston.

In fact, I feel quite merry.

Oh, good afternoon, Hudson.

Good afternoon, my lady.

Oh, Hudson,
in the back of the motor,

there's a hamper of Christmas
fare packed by Mr. Coombes.

Perhaps you would be good enough
to take charge of it.

Very good, my lady.

Wonderful to see you
looking so well.

Oh, I'm delighted to be here.

RICHARD: James and Hazel had to
leave for Paris yesterday.

MABEL:
I know.

RICHARD:
They were sorry to miss you.

Well.

It's going to be a very quiet
Christmas, I'm afraid.

That will suit me very well.

He told me she had a beard
and bloodshot eyes,

and he said she was a witch.

That'll teach you to never
believe a word Edward says.

- Well.
- Never, ever.

EDWARD: Here we are, then.
Here's the Christmas eats.

All the way from Wiltshire.

ROSE: Is - Is that the lot?
- Yeah.

Oh.
Where's the tree?

- What tree?
Christmas tree.

They always send one
from Southwold every year.

Where is it?

Where is what, Rose?

The tree, Mr. Hudson.

Oh, use your brains, my girl.

They could hardly fit
a 9 foot-high Christmas tree

into the back of a motorcar,
now, could they?

ROSE:
Oh. No.

So Mr. Coombes has dispatched it
from Salisbury by train.

It is, at this moment, at
the station awaiting collection

and will be delivered
to this house

the day after tomorrow by cart.

So there's nothing
to worry about, now, is there?

No, Mr. Hudson.

- Ow.
- That's holly.

Haven't you ever seen holly
before, silly girl?

Edward, there's this food hamper
to be unpacked.

EDWARD: Mrs. Bridges,
don't you want to see

what Father Christmas
has brought for you?

What's that?

We are about to unpack
your hamper, Mrs. Bridges,

-if you can spare a wee minute.
- Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Just coming.
ROSE: Makes my mouth water.

- HUDSON: [Chuckles]
- Look at that, Mr. Hudson.

Let's see what Mr. Coombes

has been able to find us
this year, eh?

Oh, brace of pheasants.

Very handy.

Look, Mrs. Bridges.
Hares for jugging.

Oh, yes, yes.

And woodcock.

Very nice, too.

[ Gasps ]
Oh, now, that is a surprise.

Venison.

Ooh, hos-hos.

[ Grunts, laughs]

Ooh.
Lovely.

Now, that looks like our turkey.

- Ooh.
ROSE: Big one.

HUDSON:
Huge one, yeah.

Beautiful bird.

And there's my Christmas goose.

There.

- Oh, handsome, handsome
- There we are.

Don't stand there gauping, girl.
Get on with the washing up.

RUBY:
Yes, Mrs. Bridges.

Now, when you've put them back,
take them through to the larder.

Yes, I will, Mrs. Bridges.
Come on, Daisy.

HUDSON:
Uh, thank you, Rose.

Edward, give me a hand
with this greenery.

Quickly now.

Who's Mr. Coombes, Rose?

Estate agent at Southwold.

Family estate.

Lady Marjorie's father,
Captain James' grandfather,

he was Lord Southwold.

Lady Marjorie was born there.

I was born there, too,
in the west Lodge.

Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Bridges, and I,
we all come up from Southwold

when Lady Marjorie
married Mr. Bellamy.

- See?
- Oh.

And all this food,
is it just for one house?

'Course it is, silly.

Here, that's not much.

Ooh, you should have seen
Southwold in the old days.

That was a sight.

'Course, it was a much larger
staff in Southwold.

But we have celebrated Christmas
on a far more lavish scale

in this household, Daisy,
than we shall do this year.

Oh, I can remember

when Miss Elizabeth
and Captain James was children.

Oh, we thought nothing
of entertaining 40 to luncheon.

We needed more
than a brace of pheasant

and the odd woodcock then.

[Sighs]

It'll be a quiet Christmas
this year.

I do find the thought
of having an 18-year-old girl

here for Christmas
somewhat alarming.

Well, there's no need.

Georgina's a very easy child.

Extraordinarily young
for her age in some ways.

But I'm sure you'll take to her.

I'm only afraid
she'll find it dull here.

When does she arrive?

Tomorrow afternoon from Geneva.

Mr. Bellamy apologizes
for his absence.

He was called out
but hopes to be home shortly.

Her ladyship is in her room.

- Oh, I see.
- She will see you at teatime.

I have had your trunk
sent up to your room, miss.

The maid will be up shortly
to unpack.

Will there be
anything further, miss?

Oh, no, thank you.

Well, should you require
anything, the bell is here.

I will send the maid up to you.

Thank you.

[ Door closes]

CAROLERS: ♫ Good King wenceslas
looked out ♫

♫ On the feast of Stephen ♫

♫ when the snow
lay 'round about ♫

♫ Deep and crisp and even ♫

♫ Brightly shone the moon
that night ♫

- ♫ Though the frost was cruel ♫
-[ Knock on door]

Come in.

CAROLERS:
♫ ...poor man came in sight ♫

♫ Gathering winter fuel ♫

Mr. Hudson, the butler, sent me
up to unpack for you, miss.

Oh, well, come in.

Thank you, miss.

CAROLERS:
♫ "...telling ♫

♫ Yonder peasant, who is he? ♫

♫ where and what
his dwelling?" ♫

♫ "Sire, he lives
a good league hence ♫

♫ Underneath the mountain ♫

♫ Right against
the forest fence" ♫

What's your name?

Daisy, miss.

Daisy what?

Daisy Peel, miss.

Mine's Georgina Worsley.

Oh.
Yes, miss.

How old are you, Daisy?

18, miss.

Oh, are you?
Well, so am I, well, just.

When's your birthday?

May the 11th, miss.

Mine's in November, the 28th,
so you're older than me.

Oh.
Yes, miss.

You don't look it.

Shall I help you?
Where does everything go?

Oh, no, miss.
I'm to do it.

Mr. Hudson sent me up
to unpack for you

and, well, said I wasn't
to disturb you.

And if Rose or anyone come in...

Would you get into trouble?

Well, I think so, miss.

Well, they wouldn't mind

if I just sat and talked to you,
would they?

Oh, no, miss.

Who's Rose?

Oh, she's
the head house parlourmaid,

and I'm
the under-house parlourmaid.

- I'm new.
- Are you?

I only come last week.

I only came today,
so I'm newer than you.

Do you like it here?

Oh, yeah.

Well, takes a bit
of getting used to.

You know, Daisy,
I may be coming to live here

in the summer when I finish
school to do the season.

Can't you live
with your mum and dad?

Oh, they're dead.

My father was killed in
a hunting accident when I was 6,

and my mother went down
in the Titanic.

Like Lady Marjorie.

Well, yes.

Well, my mother married
Lady Marjorie's brother,

Uncle Hugo.

I liked Uncle Hugo.

He was very nice to me.

They were all going to America,
well, Canada really,

and they all got drowned.

Oh, that's very sad.

Yes, it is, rather.

So, you see,
I haven't got many relations.

Mr. Bellamy suggested
I came here for Christmas,

and if it suits him,
I can come back in the summer.

Oh, that's good.

Yes, I suppose it is.

I suppose it is.

Where do you live, Daisy?

Here, miss.

No, I mean where's your home?
Where do your parents live?

Oh.
Hoxton, miss.

Oh, where's that?

In London, miss.
East End.

It's a long way from here.

Is it nice?

Where shall I put this?

Oh, let me have him.

This is Mr. Gladstone.

I've had him since I was 7.

He goes everywhere with me.

Let's put him on the bed.

Will you be looking after me
all the time, Daisy?

Oh, no, miss.
Rose will be looking after you.

I'm only doing this

'cause she had to go and fetch
something for Lady Southwold.

What a pity.

Oh, Rose is very nice.

I'm sure you'll like her.

Be much nicer to have you.

CAROLERS:
♫ the deer ♫

♫ The playing
of the merry organ ♫

Oh.
I hate unpacking.

I always hope a present
might have slipped itself in

when I wasn't looking.

But it never has.

Oh, well.

CAROLERS:
♫ many thorn ♫

♫ And Maw bore sweet... ♫

GEORGINA:
Where's your room, Daisy?

Upstairs at the top, miss.

- I share with Rose.
- Oh, do you?

I share at the convent
with a girl called Anne-Marie.

She talks in her sleep.

Does Rose talk in her sleep?

Oh, no, Rose is very quiet.

Well, she does snore
a little bit.

[ Laughs ]
You should hold her nose.

No, she might wake up.

Oh, that'd be funny

if she woke up
and found you holding her nose.

- Oh!
'[ Laughs ]

Tea is being served
in the morning room, miss.

Oh, yes, in the morning room.

If you'd like to follow me,
I'll show you where it is.

Thank you.

[Clock chiming]

In here, miss, if you please.

Come in, child,
and greet your uncle.

[Clock ticking]

[Thudding]

RICHARD: Yes, Hudson.
Excuse me, sir.

I just thought
I should inform you

that the Christmas tree
has arrived

and the staff were about to
put it up in the hall,

in case you should wonder
at the commotion.

Yes.
Yes, thank you, Hudson.

Also, might I remind you, sir,
that this afternoon

we were intending to put up
the Christmas decorations

if that would not
be inconvenient.

Oh, yes, I had forgotten.

Well, it won't disturb me.
I'm going out in a moment.

- What about you, Mabel?
- Oh, I'm going up to my room.

Oh, it's time for my rest.

And you, Georgina, have you
any plans for this afternoon?

Oh, no.
I mean, I'm not doing anything.

W-Would you like to help
the servants

with the Christmas decorations?

Oh, yes, please.

Well, there you are, Hudson.
There's another helper for you.

[indistinct talking,
laughter in distance]

EDWARD:
Come on, Rose.

Honestly, if you'd brought it in
through the front door --

ROSE:
Just lift it up your end.

EDWARD: I'm lifting.
Come on.

Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh.

Rose is quite right, Edward.
- Sorry, Mr. Hudson.

If you lift it up at your end,
give it a wee bit of purchase,

it'll come 'round
perfectly easily.

EDWARD:
Come on.

Oh, mind that light, Edward.

Now, watch the lamp, Edward.

EDWARD: Come on, Rose.
New, easy.

Go in that line now.
Come on.

Steady as she goes.

- EDWARD: Come on.
ROSE: Never had trouble --

HUDSON: 'Round that way, Rose.
Over there.

- EDWARD: Daft, this is.
- Now down.

There now.
What did I tell you?

Oh. Right, you go
and get the tub, Edward.

Right.

HUDSON: And Miss Worsley is
kindly going to assist you all

with the decoration of the tree.

Please, I'm Georgina.

Miss Georgina.

Thank you.

HUDSON:
Well, look sharp, then, Edward.

Oh, don't put things
on the polished table.

I'll be downstairs
with Mrs. Bridges

discussing the arrangements
for tomorrow if anyone wants me.

There's a chair here,
Miss Georgina,

if you'd care to sit and watch

while they're putting up
the tree.

Yes, I will.

Now, remember, all of you, don't
make too much noise about it.

Better wait for a wee bit, miss,
until the tree is firmly fixed

before trying
to put anything on it.

Of course.

Well, come on.

Hurry up, hurry up.
You haven't got all day.

And, Rose, all of you,
be careful with that tree.

I don't want anything broken.

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Um, well.

Come on, let's get started.

Um, you go and get the nails,
Edward.

You get up the other end, Daisy.
Come on.

DAISY:
Yeah.

ROSE:
Right.

Lift.

- Oh.
- It's heavy.

'Course it's heavy.
Ow!

-[ Both laugh]
- Oh, that's not funny.

Them branches are prickly.

Oh! Ooh. No wonder
they're called needles.

Aah! Oh!

[Laughing]
Oh.

[ Laughter]

Well, come on.

I don't think that tree
likes you, Rose.

You be quiet, Edward.
It might be your turn next time.

Right.
Come on, Daisy.

EDWARD: Let me give you a hand.
ROSE: Lift. Oh.

Here we go.
Push it towards me.

- That's it. Towards me.
EDWARD: What for, Rose?

ROSE: Hurry up.
Wait a minute.

EDWARD: What you doing with it?
ROSE: I've got it.

It's all right.
I've got it.

- DAISY: Have you got it, Rose?
ROSE: Right, that's it.

EDWARD:
What she doing with it?

Rose, where you going?
- DAISY: Oh, she's dropping it.

Tub's behind you.
Let me take it. Rose.

ROSE: Ah, ah.
Careful, careful.

DAISY:
It's going.

EDWARD: Careful.
We're gonna drop it.

Oh!

Oh, really, this is stupid.
What'd you let it go for?

It's too hard for me, Rose.

Got to get it over there
somehow.

Can I make a suggestion?

Well, if you put the tub
over there

and I go up the stairs
and lean over,

I can catch it when it's
out of Daisy's reach.

And then I can help you
to hold it.

Yes.

All right, miss,
that's a good idea.

That is, if you don't mind.

Helping, I mean.

No, of course I don't mind.

I'd like to.

Oh.

Uh, come on, Edward,
pull the tub over here,

and you get up with Daisy.

Here we are.

- Now, you ready, Daisy?
- Yeah.

Right.
EDWARD: Push, Daisy.

Push it.
Good.

- Have you got it, miss?
- Yes, thank you, Rose.

ROSE:
Right, now, into the tub.

One...

ALL:
Two, three.

[ Both cheer]

EDWARD: Get this tree
out of my way, Rose.

I can't move down here.

You be quiet
and start fixing it in.

EDWARD: Fix in?
How can I fix it?

There's no room
to swing a hammer down here.

Oh, women!

Oh, honestly, Rose.

I can't even -- Ow!

Give me that final bauble.

EDWARD: Be careful not to lean
over too far, Miss Georgina.

GEORGINA: I can manage.
Thank you, Edward.

Watch she doesn't
break her neck, eh, Hudson?

[ Chuckles ]
Certainly, sir.

[Applause ]

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, beautiful, Miss Georgina.

ROSE: Can we light the candles
now, Mrs. Bridges?

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, no, no, not yet.

ROSE:
I can't bear waiting.

Well done, well done.

Looks very bonny, Miss Georgina.

Come on, downstairs,
all of you, quickly.

ROSE;
Ohhh.

MRS. BRIDGES:
One of the prettiest trees.

Come on.
Go on, Ruby.

[ Indistinct conversation]

Doesn't it look lovely?

Beautiful.

Bring some holly up,
and we'll do my bedroom next.

Oh, all right, then.

[ "Silent Night" playing]

Look how dark it is already.

Oh, I do love Christmas so.

Isn't it funny to think
that out there all over London,

people are doing
the same thing tonight --

Wrapping up presents,
decorating their homes.

Your family.

This family.

Every family in the world.

Well, the Christian world,
I suppose.

You're awfully quiet, Daisy.

I'd best draw the curtains,
Miss Georgina.

What is it?
Are you sad?

Homesick?

I haven't been home, not
for three years, Miss Georgina,

before I started
at my last place.

Three years?

Well, there was seven of us,
you see, and not enough to eat.

Not with my dad unemployed.

He used to worry about Mum
and us kids ever so bad

when he was out.

That's why I don't go home now.

I'd just be another mouth
to feed, you see.

Christmastime,
I do think of them.

Not that we had much.

We used to go out singing carols
in the streets

and get a cup of hot cocoa
and a penny sometimes.

At least Mum and Dad would
cheer up a bit Christmas Day.

Neighbour might let them
have half a bottle of gin,

and they'd sing a bit
and laugh a bit

and stop fighting
and bashing us.

It was better Christmastime.

Don't you think you ought to
give them a nice surprise

and go home this Christmas?

Well, I could ask Mr. Bellamy
to give you the time off.

I've got the afternoon off,
thanks.

We all have.

Better not go.
[ Sobbing ]

Oh, Daisy.

Daisy, don't cry, please.

["O Come, All Ye Faithful"
playing ]

Her ladyship is waiting in
the morning room, Miss Georgina.

Daisy.

Excuse me, Miss Georgina.

[ Indistinct chatter]

Oh, Ruby, do take care.

- ROSE: Oh, now mine's gone.
- MRS. BRIDGES: Now, look out.

Ruby, bring over the paste
and fix this, will you?

All right, Rose.

EDWARD: Oh, that looks nice.
Yes, very nice.

Keep working hard.
There's good girls.

Yeah, why don't you give us
an hand, lazy?

I can't.
I've got to stand by.

Mr. Hudson's gone out
for a walk,

and I've got to clear away
the morning-room tea.

Daisy.

Sorry.

Here, Rose, how about
a nice Christmas kiss, eh?

Nice?
What would be nice about that?

Oh, come on, Mrs. Bridges.
It is only once a year.

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, go on, get out of here.

What's the matter
with everybody?

It is Christmas.

Ruby.

- Oh, Edward.
-[ Clears throat]

Happy Christmas.

House looks very nice
and seasonal.

You've done well, Georgina.
Hasn't she?

Yes, indeed.
It all looks charming.

Thank you.

Georgina, we always like
to make Christmas

a festive occasion for the
servants, as well as ourselves.

So, tomorrow evening
we shall be dining out

and leaving them to have their
own Christmas dinner downstairs.

Lady Southwolds sister,
Lady Castleton,

has kindly invited us.

Poor Kate.

She's not very good company
nowadays --

stone deaf and partially blind.

Hmm.

Nevertheless, it is
a long-standing tradition

in this house to go to her
for Christmas night,

and we must respect it.

Oh, I understand.

We shall have our own Christmas
dinner at lunchtime tomorrow,

after which, Mabel dear,

I shall have to leave you
for a couple of hours

to visit the infirmary hospital
in my constituency.

I'm so sorry.

My dear boy,
you know perfectly well

that I spend every afternoon
asleep on my bed.

I don't suppose Christmas Day
will be any exception.

At 5:30, after tea,

the servants will come up to
the hall to get their presents.

I would like you to be there.

Yes, I see.

But if there's anything

you would like to do
in the afternoon?

Oh, no.

I'll just stay in
and read a book.

I'll do that, miss.

Oh, no, it's all right, Rose.

Thank you.

Have you never had a maid
before, Miss Georgina?

You mean a ladies' maid?

No.

I thought not.

Why do you ask, Rose?

Well, if you'll pardon me
saying so, miss, I could guess.

There are people that are
used to living with servants

and those that aren't,
and you can always tell.

- Oh?
- Mm.

It'll all be part
of your growing up, miss,

if you'll excuse me saying
so, learning that.

Yes.

A lady has a maid
to do everything for her

in her bedroom and boudoir.

And the maids proud to do it.

Well, it's her creation, if you
like, how her mistress looks.

And the lady understands that

and respects her
for the work that's done.

Well, she relies on it.

I understand.

Not everybody
does understand, miss.

Some servants, for instance.

Well, take Daisy.

Now, she's a good girl, but
she's not been long in service,

and I don't know
Whether you've noticed, miss,

but she's inclined
to be a bit too familiar.

She means no harm, mind.

Just that she hasn't learned

how to conduct herself
properly yet.

The point is, miss,

that we all have a place,
and we've got to keep to it.

It's no use
pretending otherwise, is it?

I suppose not.

Miss Elizabeth
took a long time to learn.

She understood in the end.

Daisy needs a bit of help,
that's all.

She'll soon learn.

Perhaps you could help, miss.

Be a bit more distant with her,
help her to know her place.

That's all she needs.

It's for her own good.

You do understand that,
don't you, miss?

Yes, of course, Rose.

I thought you would.

There.

Well, if there's nothing further
that you require, miss,

I'll go downstairs.

Thank you, Rose.

Good night.

Good night, Miss Georgina.

[ Door opens ]

DAISY; Oh.

Is it all right
to turn the bed down?

Ask Miss Georgina.

Yes, of course
it's all right, Daisy.

I came up to bed early because
Stepgrandmama and Uncle Richard

were reminiscing.

It's all a bit sad
for Christmas Eve.

Anyway, I'm glad you're here.
I want to talk to you.

Yes, miss.

You know what you told me
about your family?

I shouldn't have mentioned it.

Yes, you should.

And I've quite decided

that you're going home to Hoxton
tomorrow afternoon.

- No.
- And I'm coming with you.

You -- We -- We can't.

It wouldn't be right, miss,
begging your pardon.

Well, why not?

Well, I'm not sure

if they're still at the old
address in Bridge Street.

They may have moved, you see.

If they have,
someone will tell us.

I know.
We'll take them some food.

- There's masses in the house.
- It's very kind of you.

Oh, I insist.
There's no difficulty.

We'll raid the larder downstairs

and burst into your parents'
house and surprise them.

But that'd be stealing, miss.

Oh, no one will notice.

We'll take them
some nice Christmas fare --

some turkey, pies, fruit,
all kinds of things.

Perhaps even a bottle of wine.

Well, they would like that,
it's true.

Daisy, you've got to agree.

You must, please.

All right, miss, if you say so.

Tomorrow afternoon, then.

As soon as the house is quiet,

put on your hat and coat
and come up here and find me.

I've looked up Hoxton
on the street map.

There.

Now, we walk
to Hyde Park corner.

And then we get on a tram that
takes us along Oxford Street.

MRS BRIDGES:
They've hardly touched it!

Well there's only three of
them up there, Mrs Bridges!

Oh. All my hard work, and no one
here to appreciate it.

I don't know.

They can't have any appetite
at all.

They've just peeked at it.

Well, I shouldn't worry,
Mrs. Bridges.

Someone is bound to eat it.

I'll eat it.

No, you won't, my girl.

That goes straight back
into the larder, that does.

It'll make a nice pie
for later on.

Oh, dear.

Well, anyway, they'll have
plenty of room for my pudding.

[Thudding]

There's your Christmas pudding,
Mrs. Bridges.

Would you believe it?

They've hardly touched that,
neither.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

[ Door opens ]

Oh, there you are.
Anyone see you?

No, it's all quiet downstairs,
but --

ls anything wrong?

Well, it's just, are you sure
it's gonna be all right?

It's got to be all right.

Oh, cheer up, Daisy.

Aren't you looking forward
to seeing your family?

The expression on their faces!

Oh, yes, miss.

Well, come on, then.

Daisy!
- Shh.

We haven't got anything
to put the food in.

DAISY: I've brought that
from the pantry.

HUDSON:
Mrs. Bridges.

Quick, hide.

Mrs. Bridges, uh...

HUDSON:
[Humming]

[Exhales sharply]
That was close.

- Has he gone?
- Yes.

Come on, before he gets back.

- Where's the larder?
- Over there.

Well, we'll take this
for a start.

Come on, Daisy, help yourself.

[ Hoofbeats, cat screeches ]

[Baby crying ]

DAISY:
This is it, miss.

Number 3.

Happy Christmas, little boy.

Must be Tommy,
one of my little brothers.

He was 5 last time I come home.

Do you think
you ought to go in first?

I'll follow you.

Mum.
It's me -- Daisy.

It's not very nice, miss.

- You won't mind?
- Of course not.

It's me -- Daisy, Mum.

Come to wish you Happy Christmas
and bring you something nice.

Is it all right to come in?

I'm Georgina Worsley,
Daisy's friend.

We've brought you some things
for Christmas.

Would you like to see?

Christmas.

Oh.

Well, shall I wake Dad up
so he'll know we're here?

MAN:
[Grunts]

Who's that?
Where's Dad?

Died.

In the infirmary.

Last year.

His lungs give out.

Buried out Barking way.

Hello.

Who are you?

I'm Daisy.

What you doing here?

GEORGINA: We've brought you
some things for Christmas.

There's goose and --

Get out!

Get out!

There.
There's yours.

There.

Anything else?

Yes, t-there's pie and fruit.

- Who is that man, Mum?
- Bill, that is.

I live here.
That's who I am.

Are you all right, Mum?

What you think?

Is there anything
that we can do?

I mean, send someone
to come and help.

There must be something.

Clear off.

Don't want you here.

Just clear out!

Get back to your work, Daisy.

There ain't nothing you can do
to help us.

Not now.

GEORGINA: We'd like to wish you
a happy Christmas...

once again and hope that --

[ Sobbing ]

Well, goodbye, Mum.

[ Growls ]

[ Door slams ]

Oh, Daisy,
I never knew that such...

Well, that people
could be so poor.

Oh, Daisy, it's awful.

Don't distress yourself,
Miss Georgina.

They're starving.

There's nothing I can do
to help them, not on me own.

We'd best walk quick
back to the tram stop. Come on.

It's not a very nice part
of London, not for young girls.

Come on.

EDWARD:
That's it

MRS. BRIDGES:
That little minx.

You wait till I lay my hands
on her.

ROSE: Oh, she won't come back,
not now, be to nervous.

Taking that goose,

that beautiful goose that I took
such a lot of trouble over.

Should have cooked her goose.

It makes my blood boil.

Well, at least
she didn't take our turkey,

what we're having tonight,
anyhow.

Shh, quiet, Ruby, all of you.

She might have told somebody
Where she was going.

It's too bad.

Now, I'm sure
there's no need to worry.

It's snowing now.

Where is that child?

Now, Richard, we can't keep
the servants waiting any longer.

You're quite right.

Let's go on with the day.

Ah, there you all are.

- HUDSON: My lady.
- Good evening, my lady.

Begging your pardon, sir,
but I'm afraid that Daisy Peel,

the new under-house parlourmaid,
is missing,

and some items of food
from the larder, sir.

What?

But how strange.

Miss Georgina
also has not returned.

They're waiting
for their presents.

Uh, Mabel, one of the maids
is missing, as well.

Oh.

Well -- Well, we must get on
with -- With the present giving.

Yes, well, then you give them
their presents.

I'm going to telephone
the police.

MABEL: Oh, all right,
if that'll make you happier.

Now, Hudson, um...

My lady.

Uh, I think you'd better
give me each one

and tell me
for whom it's intended.

Very good, my lady.

My -- My binoculars.

[ Laughs ]

Uh, for, uh --

For Rose, my lady,
from yourself.

Rose.
Rose.

First one.
Happy Christmas, Rose dear.

Thank you, my lady.

Aren't you going to open it?

Oh.

Thank you, my lady.

HUDSON: For Ruby, my lady,
from Mr. Bellamy.

Ruby.
- MABEL: Ruby.

Happy Christmas.

RUBY: Thank you, my lady.
- What you got?

For Edward, my lady,
from Captain and Mrs. James.

Edward,
very happy Christmas to you.

Thank you, my lady.

MABEL:
Now, who's next?

This appears to be for me,
my lady, from yourself.

Oh.

Happy Christmas.

[ Laughter]

Just in case you should get
a report in of an accident

concerning those two
young persons, the --

What?

Daisy Peel, my under-housemaid.

The other one's a visitor here,
Miss Georgina Worsley.

Well -- Well could you check
with the --

with the station in Hyde Park?

The Serpentine?

Yes.

A very happy Christmas and
a happy New Year to you all.

TOGETHER:
Thank you very much, my lady.

- Very happy Christmas to you.
- Thank you.

If I might take Daisy's presents
downstairs, my lady,

for when she returns.

Of course.
Thank you, Hudson.

My lady.

The police will let us know
if there's any news.

Mabel, I don't think
we can go out tonight

with Georgina not back.

No, I suppose we can't.

You know, it's so unlike
Georgina to behave like this.

Hudson, will you bring up a
little cold meat and some salad

on a tray for her ladyship
and myself before you start?

Very good, sir.

And I do want you to enjoy
your Christmas meal downstairs.

And please take what you want
from the cellar.

Oh, thank you, sir.

I don't want this business
to spoil your evening.

♫ On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me ♫

♫ On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me ♫

♫ Nine ladies dancing ♫

♫ Eight maids a-milking ♫

♫ Seven swans a-swimming ♫

♫ Six geese a-laying ♫

ALL: ♫ Five gold rings ♫

♫ Four calling birds,
three French hens ♫

♫ Two turtle doves ♫

♫ And a partridge
in a pear tree ♫

MRS. BRIDGES; Ooh!

♫ On the 10th day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me ♫

♫ 10 lords a-leaping ♫

♫ Nine ladies dancing ♫

♫ Eight maids a-milking ♫

♫ Seven swans a-swimming ♫

♫ Six geese a-laying ♫

♫ Five gold rings ♫

♫ Four calling birds,
three French hens ♫

♫ Two turtle doves ♫

♫ And a partridge
in a pear tree ♫

Daisy!

Where have you been?

ROSE:
Miss Georgina.

HUDSON: If you'd care
to come upstairs, Miss Georgina.

The master asked me to inform
him the moment you returned.

Oh, I see.

Come with me.

Now then, my girl, what have you
got to say for yourself?

ROSE:
You've done wrong, Daisy Peel.

Daisy, where have you been?

MRS. BRIDGES:
You know that you've ruined

the whole Christmas
for everybody in this house.

Miss Georgina has returned, sir.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry.
It was all my fault.

How dare you come in
at this hour?

Keeping everyone waiting,
causing all this fuss.

I've had to telephone
the police.

Richard.

The child's soaking wet
and shivering.

Let her go to her room.

There'll be time enough
for explanation

when she's been undressed
and put to bed.

Very well, Georgina.
Go up to your room.

Please let me explain.

Later.

Go to your room at once.

RICHARD: Rose, you are not to
interrupt your Christmas dinner.

Miss Georgina must look after
herself until you've finished.

EDWARD:
Come on, Daisy, what happened?

You're a wicked, wicked girl.

You ought to be thrown out
on the street.

Ransacking my larder like that,
taking that beautiful goose,

all my mince pies
and all the jellies.

I don't know.

All right, Mrs. Bridges,
all right.

Now then, Daisy,
what is all this?

Then these ruffians
stole Miss Georgina's purse,

so we didn't have any money.

So I said we'd have to walk,
but Miss Georgina thought

that if we told a tram conductor
what had happened,

then he'd let us
have a free ride.

But [Sniffles]
when we got to the stop,

the last tram had gone,
so we had to walk.

What, all the way from Hoxton?

[Sniffles ] And --

And halfway along Nevvland Road,

these three men chased us
and -- and threw stones at us,

and -- and Miss Georgina
lost her hat,

and I fell down
and grazed my knee.

Ohh.

And then it started to snow.

[ Sobbing ]
It come down ever so hard.

There.

There, there, there.

Now, take that bottle.

Don't cry.
It's all over now.

It's all over now.
Don't cry. Shh.

- Oh, excuse me, sir.
RICHARD: Yes, Hudson?

Might I have a word
with you, sir?

Can't it wait until the morning?

Well, it is rather relevant
to the situation, sir.

Well, go on, Hudson.

MRS. BRIDGES:
Go on, Daisy.

Now eat up.

Hot dinner will do you good.

Go on.

Before it gets cold.

That's right.

Yes, yes, I see.
Thank you, Hudson.

Will you tell Rose to take
Miss Georgina a hot drink?

She better have some food,
as well.

Yes, sir.
I'll make up a tray for her.

RICHARD:
Oh, and, Hudson?

I don't want Daisy punished.

She was not to blame in any way.

Very good, sir.

[ Door closes]

Well, my dear,
shall we go up to her?

MABEL: Well, Georgina,
what have you to say to us?

RICHARD:
Hudson tells me you've had

a somewhat unpleasant experience
this evening.

Heard the whole story
from Daisy.

- But I
- RICHARD: But what?

I told her not to tell anyone.
She promised me.

RICHARD: It was her duty
as a junior servant

to give Hudson her reasons
for being out half the night.

I don't want to say much
about it now.

It's late.

We've all had a very long day.

But you must realize, Georgina,

that you have been
extremely lucky.

It could have been
a great deal worse.

And it was very thoughtless
of you

not to tell anybody
Where you were going,

especially to a rough district
like Hoxton.

Hoxton.
Oh.

I'm sorry.

I suppose I really didn't think.

No, you didn't think.

If you had,

you would have realized
that you were being very unfair,

persuading a maidservant

to steal
from her employer's larder.

Well, she didn't steal it.
I took it.

Oh, whoever took it.

You must understand, child,

that in this life you cannot do
just what you think is right

regardless of everybody else.

You must learn
to consider others.

I'm sure her motives
were honest, Mabel,

and compassionate.

MABEL:
I wonder,

how much were you really
thinking of Daisy's family?

Wasn't it perhaps the adventure
that interested you?

I'm sure she wasn't
thinking of herself.

Not consciously, perhaps,
Richard,

but it's not far from the truth,
is it, Georgina?

I wanted to help them,
that's all.

You almost ruined
the servants' Christmas,

kept them waiting
for their presents,

caused your uncle and myself
and the police

a great deal of anxiety
by your thoughtless behaviour.

But what you did
was prompted by a kind heart

and concern for those
less fortunate than yourself.

So you may kiss your grandmama.

And accept this
with my very loving wishes.

Oh, Granny.
Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

RICHARD:
Yes, Rose, what is it?

It's the hot posset
for Miss Georgina, sir.

GEORGINA:
Thank you, Rose.

Mrs. Bridges said to be sure
to drink it whilst it's hot.

Well, I must go to my room.
I'm getting tired.

Will you help me, Rose?

Now, take care of that necklace.

It's been in the family
for four generations.

Well, I don't think
we need say any more, my dear.

I'm sure your experience
has taught you a lot.

So, let's forget about it,
shall we?

I just think
it would be a good idea

if you left Daisy alone
for a bit.

Let her take her place
with the other servants,

settle down, and make friends.

We want her to feel
this is her home now,

as I want you to try and feel

this is your home, too,
Georgina.

That you're one
of the family now.

That you belong here.

Oh, yes.

Please.

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