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It's for my old friend, Mrs. Beddowes.

Poor old soul. 93 today.

Ah, generous to a fault, as usual, Mrs. Bridges.

- Here, let me pack it for you. - Oh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Well, she took me under her wing.

She was cook to Lady Templeman, and I was just starting out.

Her lobster patties was the talk of Mayfair.

[Chuckles ] And as for her gooseberry trifle, oh.

To end up forgotten

in a basement room in Camden Town...

[Chuckles softly]

There ought to be a law against it.

Ah, there should, indeed, Mrs. Bridges.

Is Rose taking this 'round for you?

Yes, I am, Mr. Hudson.

Now, you've got the address, Rose?

- Mm. - You mind how you go with it.

I will. Don't worry, Mrs. B.

Ah, here you are, then, Rose.

Thank you.

- Are you going my way, Rose? - Where you going?

I'm going to see Daisy in hospital,

see what she looks like with her adenoids out.

Same as with them in, I should think.

I know, Rose. That was a joke.

Oh. What you taking them for?

She won't be able to eat nothing.

Well, what can I take her, then?

Nice, pretty bunch of flowers,

if you want to show her how much you care.

Don't be rotten, Rose.

CONDUCTOR: Getting off, then.

Hurry on now. Hurry on, please.

-[ Bell dings] ROSE: Here, mind out.

Sorry.

Look what you've done.

I'm surely sorry.

Look at it.

You've ruined it.

Did you, uh -- Did you bake it yourself?

Clumsy.

Yeah, you're -- you're right. I am.

That's what my mother used to say.

All right for you to joke. Someone was expecting this.

Well, it's -- it's not the end of the world, is it?

I'll buy you a replacement.

You can't, not one like this.

What am I gonna do?

CONDUCTOR: Fares, please?

Camden Town.

CONDUCTOR: Thank you.

- Any more fares? - The same, please.

Camden Town.

CONDUCTOR: Thank you very much.

What sort was it?

Plum, if you must know.

I want a nice plum cake, please.

With almonds.

With almonds.

It's no use. It won't be the same.

What's so special about it?

It was baked by an expert.

Oh. You?

Not me, as it happens.

Your mother.

It was baked by a friend of mine to give to a friend of hers,

who also happens to be an expert.

She'll know immediately if it's shop-bought,

-and I'll be in trouble. - Sorry, no plum.

Nice lemon sponge or a gingerbread?

- Or some California jumble? - They sound good.

Not them. They've got wine in them. She's 93.

Just the ticket for 93. Buck her up a bit.

No?

Hurry up. There's others behind.

All right, we'll take the, uh, the lemon sponge.

Thank you.

-10 pence ha'penny, please. - Ah, thank you very much.

- Here. - Thank you.

-[ Cash register dings] - Best I could do.

Thank you.

Right, well... - WOMAN: Your change, sir.

Oh, thank you.

That's done. How about having some tea with me?

What?

- I've got to go, deliver this. - Well, have some tea first.

Come on.

- Here? - Yeah, come on.

Have some tea.

Well...

Here we are.

But I don't know who you are.

Oh. Wilmot. Gregory Wilmot's my name.

What's yours?

Rose. Buck.

Nice bumping into you, Miss Buck.

? Do do do, do do do ?

? Do do do do do do ?

? By the sea, by the sea... ?

Shouldn't Rose or someone be doing that?

I enjoy arranging flowers.

Who sent them, anyway?

Nobody sent them.

I bought them.

What, all of them?

Rather extravagant, wasn't it?

It is spring, in case you hadn't noticed.

Yes, I had noticed, but there's no need

to keep proving it quite so relentlessly.

This is a pointless conversation.

JAMES: Agreed.

Are you coming to change?

[Clock chiming]

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes]

My father ran this farm, quite small, in Yorkshire.

He went through hard times with it.

Did you know, in the last 25 years

till the turn of the century, 1/3 of the labouring population

left the land?

- No. - That's right.

But my father, he kept faith with his men.

You see, he believed in the Labour movement, like I do,

and...

well. . things improve slowly.

Have another scone.

- Yes, I will. - Go on. Only be wasted.

Tea?

Thank you very much.

Why did you go to Australia?

Dad's idea. Land of opportunity.

But he'd never come out and join me there.

So you've come home to see him.

No, no. He died a couple of months back.

Just fell down in his own fields, just like that.

It's the way he'd have wanted.

I've just come back to settle up his affairs.

I got back in a fortnight.

Right, now, you tell me about yourself, your family.

Nothing to tell.

My father was lodge keeper to the Earl of Southwold.

That's where I was brought up, on the estate,

and now I work for his grandson,

Captain James Bellamy, in Eaton Place.

Oh, yes? In what capacity?

- Pardon? GREGORY: what do you do?

Head house parlourmaid.

No point in pretending different.

No reason why you should. It's a very respectable job.

Respectable -- That's just about all it is.

And worthwhile, too, if you're good at it.

And I bet you are.

[Chuckles softly]

Well, you'd have to ask other people that, wouldn't you?

Here, I've got to go, deliver the cake.

Oh, yeah. would you like me to come with you

-to explain the accident? - Oh, no, no.

- I'm better on me own, really. - Yeah.

Right.

Well, I'll see your tomorrow, won't I?

Australia, Rose?

What a strange question. What prompts it?

Nothing.

I heard an Australian talking on the tram,

and you're always saying how we should be curious

and interested in things,

and I don't know anything about it, that's all.

Australia is a large, uncomfortable place

with a hot and dusty climate

full of convicts and swindlers and bad living conditions,

and certainly no place for a young woman

if you're thinking of emigrating.

A sheep station --

8,000 herd, about 100 miles West of Melbourne.

In the bush.

No, it's not too isolated.

There's a town quite near,

and, well, we make our own company living on the property.

That's my brother Tim

and three of the jackaroos that help us out.

I've got a brother called Tim.

He went to Canada to do forestry.

- Well, now, isn't that amazing? - Yeah.

That is a coincidence.

That must be fate, mustn't it?

- It's you. - Yeah.

You know, I-l think you'd go for it out there.

The sheer size and beauty of the place.

The colours -- delicate, soft, and faded.

Have you ever wanted to travel?

Not a question of wanting, is it?

Housemaids don't get the chance.

[ Shivers ]

Cold?

No coldness and damp out there.

Rose. - Mm?

I've just had a letter from my old friend, Mrs. Beddowes.

She thanks me very kindly...

for the lemon sponge?

Says why could I not have baked one myself.

Well, what on earth does she mean by that?

Oh, I don't know, Mrs. Bridges.

She's probably got muddled in the head.

They do, don't they, when they're 93.

The rest of the letter's sharp enough.

Very sharp, indeed.

Still, I expect you're right.

You coming with us to Richmond Park tomorrow?

Richmond Park, Mrs. Bridges?

To see the deer.

They're going out, upstairs, for the day.

So we thought we'd take a picnic.

No, I can't, not tomorrow.

Oh.

Well, I-I've got to see some friends,

some friends of my brother's over from Canada.

Married couple, got to look after them.

Well, bring them to Richmond Park.

Make a lovely outing for them.

Yes, that is a good idea,

only they want to see the Tower of London.

[ "By The Beautiful Sea" plays]

[ Laughs ]

Just do what I'm doing.

Miss Lizzie taught me once.

I'm so clumsy, Rose.

ROSE: Look, if we can't do it properly, we'll get thrown out.

You really are.

Let's go and sit down.

I've never been to a place like this before.

Makes two of us.

I don't think it's quite respectable.

Yeah, I think you're right.

[Song ends, applause]

["Marcheta (A Love Song Of Old Mexico)" plays]

Ah, tea looks good.

Not as good as Eaton Place.

Ah, Eaton Place, Eaton Place.

Make it sound like Buckingham Palace.

Oh, I don't suppose it's much different.

Mr. Hudson wouldn't think so, anyhow.

Your Mr. Hudson, he sounds a bit of a...

a bit of a wowser to me.

"Wowser"?

It's an Australian word for Puritan...

killjoy, non-drinker.

Well, no, he isn't. That's not fair.

He has to be a bit strict, but he's got a sense of humour.

And he has a drink sometimes.

I bet you have a drink sometimes.

Oh, you know, after a hard day's work,

I do like a few beers but...

I don't drink to excess, Rose, not like some.

I don't mind a man who drinks in moderation.

It's funny.

This time in 10 days, all this...

will be a memory.

10 days?

I'll be sailing out of Tilbury to the open sea.

Won't see you again.

GREGORY: Why not come with me?

Oh, yes.

GREGORY: I'm serious, Rose.

Where's your spirit of adventure?

I get quite a lot of adventure in my life.

You'd be surprised.

Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Bridges, and what's-His-Name?

Edward.

And they're not all stick in the muds like you seem to think.

I never said they were, Rose.

I wouldn't judge anybody before I'd met 'em.

- Let's go and meet 'em now. -[ Chuckling ] what?

I want to see this famous house of yours.

We can't.

We can't. We've hardly started our tea.

What's the matter?

You ashamed of me?

[ Hoofbeats ]

[ Door closes]

GREGORY: Are they here?

ROSE: Ah, just remembered --

They've all gone on an outing to Richmond Park.

Ruby.

Ruby!

Ruby, wake up, girl.

What you doing here?

Mrs. Bridges said I was to stop in and --

and mind place whilst they were out.

You don't have to mind the place now. I'm back.

- Go on. You go out for a walk. RUBY: Yes, Rose.

Don't look well.

This gentleman's just come to see Mr. Hudson.

But Mr. Hudson's gone out with Mrs. Bridges.

You're going out, too, for a nice walk on your own.

Bye, Ruby.

She's a kitchen maid -- a bit simple.

Would you like a cup of tea?

Mm, no, no.

[ Chuckles ]

Can I sit down?

Yes, of course.

Aren't you gonna...

Somebody might come in.

Well, thought they were all conveniently in Richmond Park.

Conveniently?

[ Chuckles ]

You don't want me to meet them, do you? Your family?

[ Scoffs ]

I don't care if you meet them.

Your idea coming back here.

I wanted to stay at the th� dansant.

I was really enjoying it.

Aren't you enjoying it now?

Alone with me.

Now, this, uh...

This could almost be my house.

Not much difference.

Except you -- you get more sunlight through the window.

And I-l made my own furniture.

I meant it, Rose, when I said, "Come with me."

How about it, eh?

Ridiculous.

GREGORY: I don't see why.

I'm not such a bad fellow. I'm 35 years old.

I'm doing quite well for myself.

I'd look after you.

Don't be daft. It's not that I'm worried about.

What, then?

Why me?

Why pick on me when you could do so much better?

Better?

I don't think I could.

I'm a house parlourmaid.

Just about the best qualifications I can think of

for...

for a wife.

A wife.

We -- We don't have to get married right away.

You -- You can just come out there,

look around before you make up your mind.

I'll pay your fare back if you don't like it.

I'll buy you a return boat ticket.

- What do you say? - Oh.

You're not frightened of me, are you?

Well, 'course I'm not. Why should I be?

Well there's no reason to be because I-l wouldn't --

I wouldn't do anything to upset you, against your will.

Not until after we were married, anyway.

- You would before? - You know what I mean.

Don't know what Mr. Hudson would say.

Ah, the heck with Mr. Hudson.

I'm sorry, Rose, but...

well, you can make up your own mind, can't you?

Look, you don't know what you're doing to me.

I've never been like this before, not with anyone.

Please, don't make fun of me.

I wouldn't do that, Rose. I swear it.

I've never been more serious in my life.

Do --

Do you think I'd take the chance of making you unhappy?

Do you think I'd lumber myself with an English girl

out there in the wilds...

No, no, it's -- it's -- it's not wild.

But do you think I would?

Unless I was absolutely certain we could make a go of it?

Now, I was certain the moment I saw you on that tram.

Oh, I can't help thinking you want an housekeeper, not a wife.

Someone to cook, sew, and scrub the floors

for you and your friends.

"Pick up some housemaid," they probably said.

How can you think that?

Rose, look at me.

How can you think that?

'Cause you haven't mentioned the word "love" yet.

This may sound stupid,

but I always thought that if this ever happened to me --

and I never thought it would --

I'd hear the word "love."

GREGORY: [Chuckles] Well, of course I love you.

Wouldn't be asking if I didn't.

All right to say it now.

I love you.

I do love you.

And I...

And I've never said it to anybody ever before in my life.

Well, is that better?

Oh, I can't dress things up in fancy words.

You use fancy words when you talk about Australia.

When you talk about Australia, you sound like a poet.

Yeah, well, that's different.

Can't answer back.

But now I've done my bit. Now it's your turn.

You say that word to me, if you feel you can,

because nobody's ever said it to me before, either.

I'm very fond of you, Gregory.

[ Sighs ] You don't love me.

Oh, I don't really know you.

[Sighs]

You --

You always have to make things so --

so difficult for yourselves, you women.

I mean, all I see is you and me and fate

bringing us together on some London tram

and both of us knowing, really, right away.

It's so simple.

Simple? What's simple about it?

I've only known you four days,

and you're asking me to uproot myself,

leave the life I know, all my friends,

to travel thousands of miles away to a foreign country

full of convicts and swindlers and -- and bad living --

Now, don't rush.

Take your time.

But I shall have to know soon

if I'm going to get your passage booked.

All right?

Yeah.

A man in here yesterday while we was out?

Yes, uh, said he wanted to see Mr. Hudson.

Did he leave his name or state his business?

No. Said he'd call back. Said it wasn't important.

Ha! That's not what Ruby told me.

Yes, well, it's none of her business, is it?

I've told you all I know.

I don't think you have, Rose.

Oh, all right. He was a friend of mine.

A friend of yours.

And you told me you was going to the Tower of London

with a married couple, friends of your brother's.

Now, that's not very truthful, Rose.

Oh, just a casual acquaintance. Nothing wrong, is there?

An acquaintance, whom you brought back here

when the rest of the house was deserted,

when you knew it would be deserted.

You know my opinion of that, Rose.

If it had been an old friend,

it would have been a different matter,

but just a casual acquaintance.

Since you're all being so flamin' nosy,

he wasn't just a casual acquaintance.

- He's... - What, Rose?

He's my fianc�, if you must know.

Your what?

My fianc�, Mr. Hudson.

[ Chuckles ] Come off it, Rose.

Pull the other one. Are you engaged to be married?

What's wrong? I've as much right as anyone.

Well, why didn't you tell us, Rose?

Well, I was going to, but he only asked me yesterday,

and I haven't quite made up me mind.

I'm still thinking it over.

I was waiting till it was official.

Well, don't say you're all pleased for me.

Well, naturally, we're pleased, Rose.

Congratulations.

But you can't expect us to be overjoyed

till we know a wee bit more about him.

Quite right, Mr. Hudson.

Well, who is he, Rose, and why have you kept him so quiet?

His name's Gregory Wilmot.

He's 35 years old, and he's a sheep farmer.

A sheep farmer.

Well, that's a respectable enough occupation.

- Whereabouts does he farm, Rose? Australia.

EDWARD: Hey!

You're never tellin' us you're gonna live in Australia, Rose.

Don't know. I haven't made me mind up yet. Like I told you.

That's why she was asking me about Australia the other day.

How long have you known him, Rose,

and where did you meet him?

I've known him...quite a while,

and I met him...out.

HUDSON: Out? where?

Did he pick you up, Rose?

No, he didn't. He fell on me, if you must know.

- He fell on you, Rose? - Mm, in a tram.

Got pushed against me.

And you just got talking, just like that?

He apologized, like a proper gentleman.

That's how we got talking.

Look, if you met him, you wouldn't be so suspicious.

We'd like to meet him, Rose. We'd like to meet him very much.

Yes. You bring him to tea, Rose.

Yeah, let's have a look at him, Rose.

After all, Ruby's only had the honour so far.

He's not a performing seal.

No, he's a performing kangaroo if he comes from Australia.

- Edward, that is not very funny. - No, Mr. Hudson.

Bring him to tea tomorrow, Rose.

GREGORY: Pleased to meet you, Mr. Hudson.

Mrs. Bridges.

- Mrs. Bridges. Pleased to meet you.

- Edward. - How do you do?

Ruby. - Oh, yes, I have met Ruby.

Gregory Wilmot.

Well, it's a -- it's a great pleasure to meet you all.

Mind you, I feel I know you already

from what Rose has told me.

We've heard something about you, too, Mr. Wilmot.

Won't you take a seat?

I will. Thank you.

Oh, uh, here's a small present for you.

Don't you drink whiskey?

ROSE: Yes, of course we do, Gregory. Thank you.

Most useful.

- Thank you. - MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, no.

Don't you sit there, Gregory.

You sit in the middle between me and Rose.

You don't mind if I call you "Gregory"?

No.

Thank you.

Ruby, fetch the pot.

Please.

Uh, Rose says you're a sheep farmer in Australia.

Yeah, yeah. That's right.

Very interesting work, I should imagine.

What do you do, exactly?

Well, we buy the sheep up in Queensland because it's cheaper.

Then we bring 'em down to the station,

we shear 'em, fatten 'em up, sell 'em.

They should end up in your kitchen, Mrs. Bridges.

Oh, yes. we had some Australian lamb last week.

Very tender it was, too.

[Chuckles softly]

Is it a large concern, Mr. Wilmot?

Oh, yes. Gregory's got 8,000 head of sheep.

It's growing fast.

By the end of the year, I hope to have another thousand.

I believe it's hard to find satisfactory labour.

Yeah, I've heard they're all convicts

-and tickets-of-leave men. - Well, they're not.

They're called jackaroos, and he's got three of them.

And he's got a brother called Tim, Mr. Hudson.

Isn't that an amazing coincidence?

Amazing.

It's a great exaggeration, all this about convicts.

I mean, I've got as loyal a bunch of fellas working for me

as you could ever hope for.

If Rose did come out with you, Gregory,

she would live in a proper house?

It certainly wouldn't be a basement, Mrs. Bridges.

No, it's like this room here, only the sun comes in,

and Gregory makes his own furniture.

- Don't you? - That's right.

HUDSON: ls there a church nearby?

Church?

A Protestant church. Rose attends church regularly.

It's an important part of her life,

as no doubt she's told you.

Yes.

Well, there's a church in the town, I think.

Yes, I'm -- I'm sure there is.

There's no need to worry about Rose, Mr. Hudson,

if she does decide to come out there.

The greatest difference she'll find is that there's no class...

consciousness.

She'll be treated like an equal at last.

An equal to what, may I ask?

Uh, do you take milk and sugar, Gregory?

Ah, yes, both. Thank you.

She won't be a house parlourmaid

at everybody's beck and call all the time.

Oh, but, uh, that's what she's used to.

That's the only thing she knows how to do.

I don't believe that, Mrs. Bridges.

Won't she be at your beck and call, as your wife, I mean?

She'll be free. That's what I mean, Edward.

Free woman.

Well, she's -- she's free now.

Free as is good for her.

I mean no disrespect to you, Mrs. Bridges,

or to you, Mr. Hudson, but it's the system you live under --

the -- oh, the whole outmoded class structure of this country.

You're a Socialist, then.

I am.

Only in Australia 'cause Labour's in power, innit?

It is, I'm pleased to say.

He wouldn't vote Labour in England.

Oh, yes, I would.

Being out of this country for so long, Mr. Wilmot,

I don't think you quite realize what's happening here.

If the working classes are allowed

to organize themselves into powerful trade unions,

they begin to disrupt the nation with strikes.

- Why, in this past year -- - They only want better

living conditions, man,

a decent wage for their wives and families.

You're a working man.

You may be comfortable enough here in Eaton place,

but you've just got to think

of your fellow workers outside, in the cold.

Well, I don't think we should talk about politics anymore.

We'll all have a nice piece of chocolate cake.

Edward...

ELIZABETH: I think you've got a point there, Mr. Wilmot.

I've never seen it that way before.

Naturally, everyone's entitled to his own view, Edward.

When are you returning to Australia, Mr. Wilmot?

Friday.

- Not this very next Friday? - Thank you.

EDWARD: Are you going with him, Rose?

She'd make me the happiest man in the world if she did.

EDWARD: Go on. I mean, I'd go if I were you.

HUDSON: Take great care before you answer, Rose.

It's a decision that will affect your whole life.

MRS. BRIDGES: We'd all miss you.

You know that, Rose, but if you really feel --

HUDSON: There's just a small matter of your status.

You would not be married out there, I take it.

GREGORY: No.

The idea is Rose should come out there and see if she likes it.

I am buying her a return boat ticket.

EDWARD: [Chuckles] I'll have it if you don't want it.

HUDSON: Quiet, Edward.

I'm going.

GREGORY: [Gasps]

I didn't meant to force you to decide in public.

No, it's all right, Gregory. I've made me mind up.

I'm going with you.

EDWARD: Good for you, Rose! Good luck to you!

It so happens I have in my -- in my pocket something --

something to seal the bargain with.

Oh, Gregory.

Oh!

Oh. Oh, Gregory.

Look.

Look, Ruby, Edward, Mrs. Bridges.

[Laughing] Oh, Rose!

I never thought... I never thought...

Neither did I, to tell the truth.

Shall -- Shall we, uh...

o-open the whiskey in celebration?

It's a wee bit early for whiskey, Mr. Wilmot.

Just this once, Mr. Hudson, for Rose's sake.

Well, just a suggestion for me.

- And for you, Edward. RUBY: Lovely.

None at all for you, Ruby.

Whiskey and chocolate cake -- Does that go well together?

A very excellent chocolate cake, too, Mrs. Bridges.

[ Chuckles ]

GREGORY: Almost -- Almost as good as your plum cake.

Well, what do you know of my plum cake?

I was telling Gregory all about your plum cake.

- After I sat on it. - Sat on it?

Hasn't Rose told you of how we met?

It's a very funny story.

Well you fell on her, we heard it, in a tram?

That's right, and squashed the cake flat.

I, uh, hope your old friend

didn't mind the replacement too much, Mrs. Bridges.

My old friend?

Do you mean Mrs. Beddowes?

But that was only last Saturday, Rose.

You mean you've only known Mr. Wilmot for six days?

Oh, Mr. Hudson, I clean forgot.

I promised to take Gregory up to meet Mrs. Bellamy.

But we won't be more than a minute, you'll see.

HAZEL: It's beautiful, Rose.

It's quite beautiful.

Oh, I'm so pleased for you both.

It's marvellous news.

Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy.

I can't imagine this house without you.

I suppose I must formally accept your notice, mustn't I?

Oh, I'm sorry, madam. I ought to have mentioned.

It's all right.

And you do have a lot to think about.

Now, if there's -- if there's any help you need,

over packing or anything, you will let me know, won't you?

Thank you, madam.

Thank you.

How long does it take to get there, now?

GREGORY: 50 days out of Tilbury.

HAZEL: Cape of Good Hope.

GREGORY: That's right -- Las Palmas, Cape Town,

Adelaide, Melbourne.

HAZEL: I do envy you.

I love travelling by sea.

Have you ever been to Australia, Mrs. Bellamy?

No.

My husband has promised to take me.

Well, you must come and visit us when you do.

I will, most definitely.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Mrs. Bellamy.

Goodbye.

You couldn't have made a better choice than Rose.

I know that.

Hello.

What's this?

This is Mr. Wilmot.

Rose. Rose, order strong, black coffee.

Mr. Wilmot is Rose's fianc�.

Rose...

Rose's fianc�.

May I introduce my husband?

- Captain James Bellamy. - How do you do?

I thought you must be a friend of my wife's.

No.

- Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy. - Goodbye.

Show you back to your hotel.

Rose --

What about my coffee?

You'll just have to ring for Edward, won't you?

Oh.

Well, we survived it.

Mrs. Bellamy approved.

As for you and Mr. Hudson...

Yeah.

Well, he is a bit of a wowser, though, isn't he?

That's just 'cause you bring out the worst in him.

I want you to meet a couple of my friends.

Oh, I'd like to.

Schoolmaster from Potters Bar.

It's all right. Married my first true love.

No hard feelings. They're my oldest friends.

I'd like you to meet Dorothy. Can you bear it?

Of course I will bear it.

Then a celebration. Day before we sail.

Lovely.

Well, he was very nicely dressed, Mr. Hudson.

And I should think he's doing very well for himself,

judging by the whiskey.

HUDSON: The whiskey is neither here nor there, Mrs. Bridges.

My point is that Rose is in danger

of making a very grave mistake.

You only say that 'cause he stood up to you

-and said what he believed in. - Oh, that's nonsense, Rose.

I'd never judge a man by the beliefs he held.

Let me simply make this observation.

With the greatest respect to Rose here,

if he is bona fide and comfortably off,

why should he pick on Rose?

We know Rose's qualities, but a young man like that,

oh, surely has the pick of a more middle-class type of girl.

Well, maybe he feels a more middle-type class of girl

wouldn't fancy life on a sheep farm.

That is exactly my point, Mrs. Bridges,

because life on a sheep farm in Australia

is not fit for any young woman

and certainly not for someone of Rose's sheltered experience.

She'll be worn to the bone, be nothing better than a skivvy.

I'm worn to the bone here. And I'm not afraid of hard work.

No. That's true. She's never been afraid of hard work.

Yes, yes. Well, that may be.

And, anyway, it's all secondary to my main objection,

which is that you cannot hope to know someone well enough

in six days.

To give your life to them? Oh, sheer folly, Rose.

Look, you're not my bleedin' father, Mr. Hudson!

This is my chance to make something of my life,

something other than endless trundling 'round this house

till I'm too old to walk.

And you go and spoil it.

I've waited a long time for this, Mr. Hudson.

I'd given up hoping, if you want to know.

But now it's happened.

I love Gregory.

He makes me feel good, and I trust him.

[Voice breaking ] And I don't want any advice

or interference from anyone, not even you.

I'm going, and I'm gonna make a success of it.

You just watch me!

They, uh, they reckon it's worth waiting.

-[ Indistinct conversations] - That's our ship.

MAN: You'll have to take your turn with everybody else.

Big enough?

Now you're going to sea.

That's what they said about the Titanic.

No icebergs where we're going.

Do you think you'd survive in Australia without me?!

You wouldn't last five minutes, my boy!

This one won't be sailing.

Wait!

I'll be back for the refund.

Mr. Wilmot, you're in luck.

Somebody's mother doesn't want him to leave home.

Here you are, sir. B deck, midship, sir.

You're there!

It's not quite next to you, but as near as no matter.

GREGORY: Thank you. It's fine. - MAN: Just sign here, sir.

That's it.

Dorothy and Hamish Mathews, my oldest friends.

Meet Rose, the future Mrs. Wilmot.

- Hello, dear. - How do you do?

- Hello, Rose. - How do you do?

[Upbeat music plays]

No, uh...

you sit over there where we can get a good look at you.

You won't mind us being inquisitive, but, uh...

we don't know anything about you --

what you do or where you come from.

Gregory wouldn't tell us anything.

Well, it's no secret, is it, Rosie?

She lives in a large, imposing house in Eaton Place

with a butler, a cook, and a footman.

A house fit for royalty.

Royalty's been there, too.

The late King Edward VII come to dinner.

Oh, yes?

I say. That's impressive.

All we've ever had is the town clerk of High Barnet.

[ Laughter, song ends]

What exactly's your place in this, uh, household, dear?

She's head house parlourmaid.

House parlourmaid?

Did you take the king's coat? Did he speak to you?

Well, yes, he did, as a matter of fact. He said...

I hadn't realized Rose was in service, Gregory.

No reason why you should, Dorothy.

-'Cause I didn't tell you. -[ "Bedouin Love Song" plays]

Rose and I are now gonna show you how to do the tango.

I know how to do the tango, thank you, Gregory.

Not the way we do it.

I'd really no idea.

Had you?

Now, don't you go and spoil things for them.

ROSE: So, that's your childhood sweetheart.

You should have seen her at sweet 16.

She's put on a bit of weight.

[ Laughter]

You always have a soft spot for your first love,

the one that got away.

Don't you worry about it, though.

They're brother and sister, really.

If they get on so well, why didn't they get married?

I came along.

[ Chuckles ]

No, it was never that serious, really.

Gregory's not a serious sort of person.

Wasn't in those days. He's serious now, of course.

Responsibilities now.

You'll be all right.

DOROTHY: [ Laughs ]

-[ Groans ] - I Just decided...

We're coming to see them off tomorrow, Hamish.

We're gonna wave them off from Tilbury.

Wave off the happy couple.

My big baby.

I, uh, I want you to know how very much

we've all appreciated your work here, Rose,

and how very fond of you we've all grown.

And I'd like you to accept this little gift of...

as a token of our affection.

Thank you very much, sir.

I hope you'll be very happy in your new life.

I'm told Australia isn't such a bad place.

At least the weather's good.

ROSE: I just wish Mr. Bellamy could have been here.

- It's all been such a rush. - Yes. Yes, I know.

He'd have very much wanted to say goodbye to you himself,

but, uh, well, I'll just have to do it for him.

Write and let us know how you're getting on in your new life,

won't you?

Goodbye, Rose, and good luck.

I'll miss you.

Thank you for everything, madam.

[ Door opens ]

-[ Sniffles ] - The cab's arrived.

Take her trunk and suitcase up, Edward.

Mr. Hudson, I've got a surprise for Rose.

Oh, never mind that, boy. Quickly now, boy, quickly.

She's still upstairs with Captain Ja-

Oh, Ruby, it's not a funeral we're attending.

Stop that snivelling.

[ Crying ]

Oh, now, calm yourself, Mrs. Bridges.

I never thought I'd live to see this day, Mr. Hudson. Never.

Now, please, please. Don't let her see you crying.

If she star--

Oh, there you are, Rose. Uh, the cab's arrived.

Everything ship-shape, is it?

Yes, I've folded all the blankets, Mr. Hudson.

Oh, that's all right, my girl.

Daisy's coming out of hospital tomorrow. She'll see to them.

Oh, don't let her do too much too soon. She won't be up to it.

Don't you worry about that, Rose. we'll look after Daisy.

Oh, oh. Before you go, I-I've got something for you.

Oh, Mr. Hudson.

I had noticed your own one was wearing a wee bit thin.

It's lovely.

"To Rose on the occasion of her leaving

and all good wishes in her future life

from Angus Hudson."

Oh.

Thanks, Mr. Hudson.

I'll treasure it always, and you'll always be with me.

Well, if it's a comfort to you in the years to come,

then it's money well spent.

Come on, now. we don't want the boat to sail without you.

MRS. BRIDGES: [Voice breaking ] well..

Goodbye, Rose.

- You'll write to us, won't you? - ROSE: 'Course I will,

and you write to me, give me all the news.

Oh, we will. We will.

Oh, I'm snivelling again.

Get along with you.

[ Crying ]

[Violin plays "Waltzing Matilda" ]

What in heaven's name is that?

Can you hear that, Mr. Hudson?

Rose, it's my goodbye present for you.

- Your what? - Well, it's a friend of mine.

Well, not really a friend. He's a street musician.

You see, I told him what was happening,

-and he agreed to come and play. - For nothing?

Yes. well, no, for a couple of meat pies.

Out of my pantry?

It's a lovely idea, Edward. Thank you very much.

Bye, Edward.

Bye, Mr. Hudson.

Bye, everybody.

Ruby, Edward, come on, upstairs, wave her off.

Quickly now, come on.

[ Crying ]

[ Song ends ]

[Violin plays "Home! Sweet Home!" ]

- Bye-bye. - HUDSON: Goodbye, my girl.

HUDSON: Safe journey, my girl.

- Goodbye! 'Bye, Rose!

- Bye! - Bye!

Bye.

[ Song ends ]

"Gale warnings in the Bay of Biscay."

Rose won't like that.

There you are.

Mm. Thank you.

You're not happy at Jardine's, are you?

Why?

If you wanted to go back to India...

I've never been.

I might quite like it there.

It might be good for us in general.

Yes.

Well, I don't know that I'm ready to leave England

at the moment.

MRS. BRIDGES: [ Sniffles ]

I think one of the most unusual qualities that girl had

was her utter devotion to her duties.

Unusual, I mean, in young people today.

Aye. And her sense of mischief, on occasion.

[Church bell tolling]

Good heavens. Is that the time?

The new girl's coming for her interview any minute.

EDWARD: I think I'll always remember her teasing.

[ Chuckles ]

And her generosity when I was broke.

And her happy smile in the face of adversity.

Adversity?

There's no adversity in this house.

No, I mean... Well, the funny thing

is we won't remember anything after a bit.

I mean, we'll remember her -- Rose --

and the fact that she existed but nothing about her.

I suppose that's the way it is, with people, I mean.

They just fade away.

[Vehicle approaches]

What are you talking about, Edward?

- Is that a cab I hear? - I'll go see, Mr. Hudson.

Has the new girl arrived in a cab?

Ha, I wouldn't be surprised.

I'm never surprised at anything about young people nowadays.

Come on, Ruby. Clear this stuff away.

Mr. Hudson, it's Rose.

MRS. BRIDGES: Rose!

Good gracious. What can have happened?

HUDSON: Oh, it's all right, my girl. It's all right.

- You're quite safe. - MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, Rose!

Here, take her bag. I've got her hat.

MRS. BRIDGES: what happened? Didn't the boat sail?

Was there a fog?

HUDSON: Don't crowd her, Edward.

MRS. BRIDGES: Where's Gregory?

Excuse me, sir. Uh, madam.

I thought you should know Rose has returned.

Why? Has she forgotten something?

Well, what's happened?

Well, it's difficult to know for certain, madam,

but it seems the gentleman, her fianc�,

already has a wife... in Melbourne.

Well, well, well. How did she stumble on that?

From some friends of his who came to see them off, sir,

a schoolmaster and his wife from Potters Bar.

It was hard to get a clear account of what happened,

but it seems she had rather a lucky escape.

Yes.

How is she?

Oh, she was overwrought to begin with, madam,

but she picked up quite quickly when she realized where she was,

in her old, familiar surroundings.

She's in her room now, madam.

I see.

Thank you for telling us, Hudson.

Madam.

Oh, and, madam, I took the liberty of turning away

the new applicant for the post of house parlourmaid.

Oh, yes, of course.

[ Door opens ]

JAMES: Poor old Rose. -[ Door closes]

Trust her to get mixed up with a scoundrel.

Do you believe it?

[Knock on door]

HAZEL: Rose.

[Knock on door]

Rose, it's Mrs. Bellamy.

May I come in for a minute?

Hudson has told us what happened.

I am very sorry.

I'm sorry for all the trouble caused.

I'll give you back your trunk, madam, of course.

Oh, Rose.

May I sit down?

He had a wife in Melbourne?

These friends who came to see you off told you so?

Yes.

But he's separated, isn't he? Perhaps divorced.

Well, she's not living with him on the farm?

Oh, I don't know about that.

I know one can be wrong about people, but...

...he seemed so clearly

like a man who'd worked hard

and built something up for himself

and was looking for a wife to share it with.

He found what he was looking for in you.

Yes, but he wasn't honest with me, was he?

Are you being honest with me?

- Mrs. Bellamy. Rose.

We are good enough friends to be frank with each other,

aren't we?

I want to help.

You can't help.

It's all over and done with.

The boat's gone, and he's gone for good.

Rose...

...he was free, wasn't he?

Why didn't you go with him?

Like I said, he had a wife.

He didn't want me.

[Voice breaking ] Never did want me.

Just making fun of me. That's all.

Don't cry, Rose.

Oh, don't cry.

It was awful.

Docks, people pushing. I-l couldn't get through.

And dirty old boat.

His friends laughing.

Soon as I saw them with him, I felt I didn't know him.

Wasn't real. I felt sick.

I had to start running, back here.

Didn't he follow you and try and stop you?

I saw him look, reach out...

but people pushed.

His friends pushed him on the boat, leastways the woman did.

She didn't want me to marry him.

I knew that first time I met her.

Thought I wasn't good enough.

Of course you were good enough.

He thought so, didn't he?

That's what's important.

What's it got to do with anyone else?

Mr. Hudson was right.

You can't get to know someone that quick.

It takes a long time.

Silly, leaving all you know, all your friends

for a perfect stranger.

HAZEL: I know, but sometimes it's important.

Silly.

You won't tell 'em downstairs, will you?

Or Captain James?

Of course I won't.

This is between you and me.

Well, you get some rest.

ROSE: [Sobbing lightly]

You must be very tired.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes]

[ Door opens ]

- Well, were you right? -[ Door closes]

No.

He had a wife.

Oh, probably just as well.

Rose isn't the marrying kind.

Far happier here.

Yes.

You're probably right.

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