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JAMES: Need a hand with the baggage, Edward?

EDWARD: Oh, I'm certain they're not as heavy as they look.

JAMES: [Laughs] That's what they said in New York.

Hello?!

Ah, hello. Who are you?

MARY: Mary, sir.

JAMES: Mary. Mary. Do you know who I am, Mary?

MARY: Of course, I do, sir.

JAMES: Splendid.

HUDSON: Welcome home, sir.

I'm sorry I wasn't at the front door to greet you.

JAMES: That's no problem, Hudson.

Everything okay?

HUDSON: Yes. Yes, thank you, sir.

Did you have a pleasant voyage, sir?

JAMES: Oh, yes, thank you, Hudson, okay.

The weather has been pretty kind.

Too many people jostling about trying to have a good time.

Is my father in?

HUDSON: His lordship and her ladyship

have gone to Madame Tussauds waxworks, sir.

An official reception, I believe,

for some visiting diplomats.

They send their apologies.

JAMES: Miss Georgina, is she here?

HUDSON: Oh, she's visiting Lady Isabel Dawson, sir.

Lord Stockbridg�s aunt.

She hopes to be back in time for dinner.

EDWARD: That's all right, Mr. Hudson, I'll take those up.

HUDSON: Oh, thank you, Edward.

Would you like some tea, sir?

JAMES: Oh, tea, yes, thank you, Hudson.

But first I want a bath.

HUDSON: Mary, run a bath for the Major.

The new housemaid, sir.

JAMES: Yes. Yes, that's new, too.

HUDSON: Oh, that?

Yes, sir, it was a gift from the French Ambassador.

JAMES: From French Equatorial Africa, by the look of things.

HUDSON: [Laughs]

VIRGINIA: Ah, James!

JAMES: All right, is it?

VIRGINIA: All right? Richard!

Oh, James, thank you so much.

JAMES: Well, one never really knows about jewellery.

I had to take advice on this one.

VIRGINIA: You did, did you? I wonder who from.

JAMES: Elizabeth. Now, father, for yours.

A lot of argument about this one.

JAMES: Yes. Here we are.

RICHARD: Oh, my dear fellow. JAMES: Go on, open it.

VIRGINIA: Come on, yes, open it.

RICHARD: Oh, I say.

You went much too far.

VIRGINIA: Come on, darling, try it on.

RICHARD: All right, I will, I will.

JAMES: The colour all right, is it?

Now, Elizabeth swore it should have been red.

VIRGINIA: Oh no, no, no, no, no.

The colour's absolutely perfect.

It's always been my favourite colour for him.

James, you're -- you're brilliant.

JAMES: It fits, does it?

RICHARD: Well, I -- it might have been made for me.

My dear fellow, it was much, much too extravagant.

JAMES: Oh, not a bit of it.

I was in the heart of Arizona last Christmas,

I couldn't find anything decent there.

God knows where I was for the birthdays.

VIRGINIA: Will you both excuse me, I must go and change,

and I know exactly the right dress to be worn

with this necklace.

Good to have you back, James.

JAMES: Yes.

Well, how was Madame Tussauds?

RICHARD: Oh, I'm sorry about that, couldn't get out of it.

JAMES: No, it's all right, it's all right.

Did you see any friends of yours stuck up there in wax?

RICHARD: Several. Far too life-like.

Gladstone practically reached out and shook me by the hand.

JAMES: [Laughs] RICHARD: What's your news?

From your letters and the look of you,

America seems to have done you a power of good.

JAMES: Oh, yes, I'm in pretty good spirits.

- GEORGINA: Jumbo! JAMES: Ah!

GEORGINA: Oh, darling, darling, James.

Oh, we've missed you so much, haven't we, Uncle Richard?

Promise you won't go away for so long again.

JAMES: No, I shall go away whenever I please.

You don't need me if all I hear is true.

Well, congratulations, if they're still in order.

GEORGINA: Yes, they are. Thank you.

JAMES: Is this fellow as splendid as she makes out

in her letters, father, or has she been exaggerating?

RICHARD: I'm very fond of him. We all are.

JAMES: It's a bit Victorian, isn't it,

sending him half way round the world to get rid of him.

GEORGINA: We didn't ask for it.

Tell that to the Duke and bring him back to me.

JAMES: Where is the poor chap anyway?

GEORGINA: Bengal.

JAMES: Ooh, watch out for tigers.

GEORGINA: I knew I'd have trouble with you,

didn't I, Uncle Richard?

JAMES: Here we are. There.

GEORGINA: For me?

JAMES: Yes. Open it.

GEORGINA: Oh!

RICHARD: Oh.

GEORGINA: Oh.

James.

I hope your intended takes it in the right spirit.

He was talking in the car coming back, Rose.

Seems everyone's making a packet over there.

HUDSON: Spotted dick for pudding, Mrs. Bridges?

MRS. BRIDGES: That's right, Mr. Hudson.

HUDSON: After the pheasant?

MRS. BRIDGES: He always used to ask for spotted dick first day

back from his school holidays.

I saw no cause to break with tradition,

just because he's come back from America.

EDWARD: Here, Daisy, you should have heard him.

There's nurses, window cleaners,

even the chauffeurs are rich over there.

Seems like America is the place for us.

HUDSON: The dining room is the place for you, Daisy.

Come on now, quickly.

JAMES: [Laughs] I didn't like the place at all to begin with.

I was unnerved. That first month with Elizabeth!

I mean, a quiet evening with Elizabeth and Dana

means no less than 15 people to dinner!

RICHARD: But she gave you the introductions, did she?

JAMES: Oh, yes, yes, it paid off certainly.

When I got back to New York, I began to enjoy myself.

Is this Chateau Lafite, father?

RICHARD: Well, of course.

JAMES: Quite delicious.

I haven't tasted anything like it for two years.

Prohibition is the maddest of all laws.

When I was there, rich people broke it all the time.

Well, everybody breaks it now. They fight over it.

I was nearly killed in a riot in Phoenix.

Really?

JAMES: Elizabeth and Dana keep their cellar in a dugout

underneath the gazebo.

Oh, she's in her element --

the most talked about hostess in town.

The house is always jammed with politicians, writers,

the best in society.

But, you know, the real lions of the moment are the brokers.

The talk is all money.

VIRGINIA: Oh, dear, how boring.

JAMES: Oh, no, Virginia, you don't understand.

It's extraordinary, the feeling of excitement and uncertainty.

It's like a game.

Dana used to take me down to wall Street with him.

It's the most incredible experience,

the feeling of fellowship, like the war.

RICHARD: Dana advised you on money matters, did he?

Oh, yes, yes.

He's become a director of Goldman Sachs --

the big trading corporation right in the center of it.

In fact, it's due to him

that I owe most of my newfound wealth.

Oh, golly, James, how rich are you?

Well, I'm not a millionaire,

but I'll pay for any wedding you want.

Oh, no!

JAMES: And you're to have the best trousseau,

all the trappings,

and I'm going to pay for the honeymoon.

No, no, I've decided on that.

I mean, what's the point of the stuff otherwise, eh?

What's this, Hudson?

Spotted dick! [Laughs]

Oh, that brings back memories.

VIRGINIA: Mrs. Bridges made it specially for you.

JAMES: Oh, God!

Send Mrs. Bridges my apologies will you, Hudson.

I couldn't possibly.

Now, where was I?

VIRGINIA: Uh? Oh, your newfound riches.

JAMES: Oh, yes. I've been thinking, father.

This house, I thought maybe I'd sell it, you know,

and get somewhere larger for the children.

VIRGINIA: Oh, well, that's very kind of you, James, but...

Thank you, Hudson.

The children are almost grown up now.

I don't think we need anything larger, do we, darling?

Oh, something smaller if anything, James.

All right then, a villa, a villa in the south of France.

Or a yacht.

Are you serious?

Of course, I'm serious, damn you!

Why won't people realize?

It's open to everybody out there.

Over here, too, if they want it.

Look, Dana's chauffeur, he heard a conversation

in the back of the car, as a result of which,

he invested his life savings in Bethlehem Steel.

He retired overnight.

VIRGINIA: It doesn't sound quite healthy to me.

JAMES: Now why not, Virginia?

Look, we work all our lives for prosperity,

and when it comes to us, freely, as it can to any man alive,

we find moral objections to it.

RICHARD: But there's still poverty in America, James.

HUDSON: Daisy, get rid of some of this,

and don't let Mrs. Bridges catch you, understand?

DAISY: Yes, Mr. Hudson.

RICHARD: Nonsense. It's given only to a few.

RICHARD: Nonsense. It's given only to a few.

We must keep things in perspective.

JAMES: All right, father. Stand rebuked.

VIRGINIA: Oh, James, you're not rebuked at all!

You're not rebuking, are you, Richard?

No, not at all. A note of caution, that's all.

One does hear rumours.

Of course, one hears rumours, father.

Wall Street thrives on rumours. It's part of the game!

I was conditioned, well, we were all conditioned,

to believe that money was vulgar, taboo.

If one had it, one was discreet about it,

one didn't talk about it.

Well, over there, these people, they rejoice in it.

It's the gold at the end of the rainbow, of fairy tales.

Money doesn't have to corrupt.

I just rejoice in it with them.

I want to drink a toast.

To my investments, to Georgina's wedding

and to the happiness it can bring us all.

I drink to prosperity.

Well, why won't anybody join me?

I'll join you.

To prosperity-

ALL: To prosperity.

[Laughter]

MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, thank you, dear.

Did he like his pudding?

DAISY: Uh, yes, Mrs. Bridges, he ate it all up.

Ah, I knew he would.

HUDSON: Is that for me, Mary, thank you.

MRS. BRIDGES: I had hoped he'd pop down and see me,

but I expect he's worn out after the journey.

ROSE: Thanks, Mary.

I haven't seen him yet neither.

Has he changed much?

DAISY: Yes, he's rich!

HUDSON: Daisy!

MARY: He's certainly good looking.

EDWARD: You play your cards right, Mary,

you might end up by marrying him.

MARY: Mmm, living in luxury.

HUDSON: Now that's enough of that talk from both of you.

EDWARD: I was only joking, Mr. Hudson.

DAISY: How do you make money on the stock exchange, Mr. Hudson?

HUDSON: You buy shares in certain commodities, Daisy,

and when the shares rise in value you sell them,

and keep the profits.

That's the principle.

DAISY: That sounds easy.

MR. HUDSON: Oh, the shares can also lose their value,

and then you lose your money.

It's a matter of great expertise,

judging which to buy and which to leave alone.

Well, you'd have to have people

to advise you, wouldn't you -- people what knew about it?

You also have people advising you on horse racing, Rose,

jockeys and stable lads,

and look where that can lead you.

DAISY: Yeah, but that's not the same.

HUDSON: It's very much the same, Daisy.

It's called speculating,

which is another word for gambling,

if you look in the dictionary.

I agree with you, Mr. Hudson.

It's immoral, making money what you haven't worked for.

The Major's not immoral, Mrs. Bridges!

That's different. He's a gentleman.

Quite right, Mrs. Bridges.

The stock exchange is not for the likes of us.

I thought I might warm these by the fire for you, sir.

Oh, thank you, Hudson.

They're rather natty, don't you think?

Look, they've got my monogram on them.

HUDSON: Oh, they're very smart sir.

I just hope they won't be too cold for an English winter.

JAMES: Oh, Lord, I hadn't thought of that.

There was a heat wave in New York when I left.

Thank you, Hudson. Staff all well, are they?

HUDSON: Oh, very well, thank you, sir.

Ruby is visiting her mother in Barnsley today.

JAMES: And the new girl, is she shaping up all right?

HUDSON: Yes, she's quite dependable, sir.

JAMES: Well, send my regards to Rose and Mrs. Bridges.

I should have brought them back something.

I didn't get round to it.

Would you like a cigar, Hudson? No, no, you don't, do you?

HUDSON: Well, very occasionally, sir.

Oh, you'd like one, would you?

Please, please take one.

Well, thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

Good night, sir.

JAMES: [Laughs] Good night, Hudson.

[Sighs]

Oh, what's that?

GEORGINA: I waited for your man to leave, darling. [Laughs]

JAMES: Georgina, you gave me a terrible start.

Now, sit down and behave yourself.

GEORGINA: What are you doing sitting all in the dark?

JAMES: Sitting here quietly enjoying my cigar.

Do you want one?

GEORGINA: I'd love a drink.

JAMES: Whiskey? - GEORGINA: Please.

I didn't get a chance to talk to you all evening.

Apart from you being horrid to me when I first came in.

JAMES: I wasn't horrid at all.

No, no, you've got it all wrong. I'm very happy for you.

If you are.

Are you?

GEORGINA: When I feel close to him.

When I read his letters.

I was so happy seeing his Aunt Isabel today.

She's a darling, she's on our side,

and she looks just like him.

The rest is awful, that's why I've missed you so much.

JAMES: Don't your friends help?

GEORGINA: I've given most of them up.

I had a point to prove to his family.

JAMES: Oh.

GEORGINA: I spend most of the time

just wandering about like a nun, counting days.

But now you're back, you can take me out.

They can't object to that.

Unless, of course,

you've found yourself some rich, American widow.

Have you? JAMES: Oh, yes, yes.

She arrives tomorrow on the He de France.

GEORGINA: It's not true! I couldn't bear it.

JAMES: No. No, there's no one.

GEORGINA: Thank goodness.

JAMES: There was though, for a short while.

I met her in Phoenix.

GEORGINA: In the riot?

JAMES: Mmm. I rescued her from that.

GEORGINA: Tell me about her. Was she a widow?

Have you a photograph?

JAMES: No. No, I don't keep photographs any more.

Yes, Yes, she was a widow.

She was married to a Mexican nobleman.

He died a couple of years ago.

She has a small son, Manuelo.

Splendid little fellow, I got on well with him.

GEORGINA: She sounds perfect.

Yes, yes she was. In Phoenix.

She belonged there and I didn't.

It's as simple as that.

GEORGINA: I'm sorry.

JAMES: Why should you be? I'm not.

No, it's the future that counts.

I'm going to start with this damn room.

It depresses me.

I'm going to clear it all out and redecorate.

GEORGINA: Oh, I'll help.

JAMES: Will you? - GEORGINA: Mm.

JAMES: Yes. It might keep you out of mischief.

I don't approve of this monastic existence

and neither does young Stockbridge,

I should think.

How long -- how long is he away for?

GEORGINA: 168 days.

JAMES: Right, for 168 days, you're in my charge.

We start tomorrow morning with a ride before breakfast.

8:00 sharp in the hall.

GEORGINA: Very good, General. [Laughs]

Oh, I do love you, James.

JAMES: Oh. what time is it?

MARY: 10:00, sir.

JAMES: 10:00? Why wasn't I woken?

MARY: Miss Georgina said not to, sir.

Said to let you sleep on,

and bring your breakfast up at 10:00.

Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Where is she?

MARY: She's gone riding, sir.

JAMES: Alone? Oh.

ROSE: Oh. Good morning, sir.

JAMES: Hello, Rose. Where is everybody?

The house is damn quiet.

ROSE: Well, his lordship went out early this morning, sir.

And the lady...

Excuse me, sir, I was just looking

for her ladyship's gloves.

[Laughs] Oh, you look well, sir!

JAMES: Yes, I'm okay. How are you?

ROSE: I'm okay also. Same as ever.

How is Miss Elizabeth?

JAMES: Oh, same as ever. She sends her regards.

ROSE: Oh, thank you, sir.

Sir,

do you think I could have a word with you for a moment,

if you're not too busy?

JAMES: No, I'm not busy. Go ahead.

Well, I don't know if you remember, sir,

but Sgt. Wilmot left me some money.

And it's on deposit in the bank.

And I was wondering whether I should invest some of it.

JAMES: Yes.

Just a little, a small amount.

Yes, well that sounds like a very good idea, Rose.

Oh, do you think so, sir?

Only Hudson seems a bit doubtful.

JAMES: Really? why?

HUDSON: He says it's like gambling on the horses.

JAMES: Oh no, no, it isn't Rose.

It is speculating.

Now, there's a world of difference.

Your money will go to make new factories

and new jobs for thousands of people.

Will it, sir?

I hadn't thought of it like that.

Only trouble is, if I was to go in, well, I'd have to ask...

Well, you're asking me, aren't you, Rose?

Yes, sir.

It's very simple.

Now, how much do you want to invest?

I don't know.

I've got �1,275 altogether.

JAMES: Now, that's very good, Rose.

Now, how much shall we say?

It's up to you, it's your money, you must decide.

ROSE: Leave it to you, sir.

Right.

What we'll do is we'll put your money

through an investment trust.

Now, that means that expert people will be handling it.

Do you understand?

Right.

Now where is this bank of yours?

ROSE: Do it now, sir?

JAMES: Well, there's no time like the present, Rose. Come on.

ROSE: Ah. Yes.

JAMES: Here we are! Start packing will you?

GEORGINA: Where shall I start?

JAMES: Oh, yes, start with that wardrobe.

Clear everything out of there,

and then get those drawers sorted out.

EDWARD: That's foreign looking, sir.

JAMES: Isn't it?

Oh, excuse me.

EDWARD: Yes, sir.

JAMES: Here we go.

[Music plays]

You like?

GEORGINA: Hmm, very.

EDWARD: This has arrived for you, sir.

JAMES: Oh, thank you, Edward.

Do you still collect stamps?

EDWARD: Oh, yes, sir.

JAMES: Here's four George washingtons for you.

EDWARD: Thank you very much.

GEORGINA: I didn't know you kept all this junk.

EDWARD: I recognize that, sir, that's an old German forage cap.

JAMES: That's right, Edward.

Do you want it? You can keep it.

EDWARD: Can I, sir? Thank you very much.

GEORGINA: Some of my letters.

Jumbo?

JAMES: What?

GEORGINA: Is it your American widow?

JAMES: No. You carry on, Georgina.

GEORGINA: But, James?

James, I don't know what you want to keep.

HUDSON: Terrible news, terrible.

The slide has begun in earnest, I'm afraid.

MRS. BRIDGES: What slide is that, Mr. Hudson?

The economic slide in America, Mrs. Bridges, on wall Street.

The bottom has fallen out of the stock market.

EDWARD: Bottom fallen out?

DAISY: What do you mean, Mr. Hudson.

HUDSON: There have been signs of it for several days now.

Rumors circulating that shares have lost their value,

investors panicking and trying to sell,

causing the shares to drop even further in value.

They're finally not worth the paper they're written on.

Thousands have been ruined.

I don't understand that, Mr. Hudson.

I mean, how can money be there one minute,

and disappear the next?

HUDSON: It's the mysteries of high finance, Edward.

It would take too long to explain the details.

Mr. Hudson, does that mean

that the Major's lost all his money?

Short of a miracle I fear that may be so,

Mrs. Bridges, according to these reports.

RICHARD: James.

JAMES: Just -- just give us a moment would you, father?

GEORGINA: Put us out of our misery, James.

VIRGINIA: How badly has it hit you?

JAMES: Well, if Dana had only sent a cable I could...

I could have saved something.

As it is I've been hit pretty hard, yes.

VIRGINIA: Wiped out?

JAMES: I don't know. Yes.

RICHARD: Couldn't your London brokers have warned you?

JAMES: No. No, it was too late.

You see the first real hint of any trouble was last Thursday

and then the bankers stepped in and checked it.

So, yesterday, when the news was bad again,

everyone thought they'd do the same.

But they didn't.

Even Goldman Sachs was buying its own stock,

deliberately swindling itself,

trying to get confidence back but it was...it was too late.

Out of touch over here. Over there, too.

The damn ticker tape was lagging.

Lack of proper information. Snowball and panic.

RICHARD: Elizabeth and Dana?

JAMES: Oh, I shouldn't worry about Dana, father.

He'll have salvaged something.

VIRGINIA: We could sell my necklace.

GEORGINA: And my fur.

JAMES: No. No. Drops in the ocean.

I'd borrowed a fair bit.

JAMES: Come in.

Oh, come in, Rose.

ROSE: Hudson said you wanted to see me, sir.

JAMES: Yes. Sit down, Rose.

I, um...

I'm not sure how much you know.

ROSE: Well, Hudson has explained a bit to me, sir,

but I don't quite understand.

JAMES: Yes. well, certain things have happened

on the American stock market,

things quite outside our control,

which mean that the money you invested,

and my investments, too, have been lost.

ROSE: Lost, sir? All of it gone?

Nothing left?

JAMES: Nothing worth talking about.

I'm sorry, Rose. I don't know what to say.

I know how you must be feeling.

ROSE: It wasn't your fault, sir, was it?

Anyhow, it never did mean much to me -- money.

Well, it's very good of you

to take it like that, Rose.

I'm grateful. It helps me to feel better.

You do know that we'll always look after you?

You'll never want for anything in this house.

You have my word on that.

ROSE: Oh, yes. I know that, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

[Cries] I only wanted to do a little,

but he said there was no risk, it was safe.

And now it's all gone.

How could he do it, Mr. Hudson?

How could he take money from a servant like that.

HUDSON: Oh, the Major's always had a rash streak in his nature!

But this takes the biscuit, I must say.

What would Gregory say? That's what I'd like to know.

What did you say, dear?

ROSE: Well, it was his money.

I was just keeping it for him.

HUDSON: Now, now, Rose. Calm yourself.

MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, Rose, Rose.

HUDSON: It's not the end of your life.

You've still got us to look after you.

ROSE: I don't want you to look after me!

I want to look after meself and now I can't.

I'm stuck in this house for the rest of my rotten days.

Gregory'll never forgive me.

That's not very fair on us, Rose.

ROSE: It's not fair on me, neither.

Now, now, Rose, we know it isn't.

We understand.

But they'll make it up to you, upstairs.

I'm sure they will.

Directly his lordship hears what's happened.

His lordship mustn't hear about it.

No one must hear about it.

Rose, you must promise me

you will not tell a soul what has happened.

You must carry on as best you can.

ROSE: Carry on?

HUDSON: For your own good, my dear.

Think of the shame, the humiliation,

if it becomes common gossip.

Now, you don't want that, do you?

Rose!

London press are making a meal of it.

Financiers jumping out of windows,

pedestrians picking their way through the corpses.

Well, we can do without that kind of sensationalism here.

VIRGINIA: It's Rose I'm worried about.

RICHARD: Rose?

VIRGINIA: James invested her nest egg.

RICHARD: He what?

The money that Rose was left --

RICHARD: Virginia? James invested her money?

VIRGINIA: Rose broke down this morning and told me about it.

What the devil did he think he was doing?

I want to see him at once.

VIRGINIA: Oh, Richard.

Hudson, is the Major in?

HUDSON: I think he's in his room, my lord.

RICHARD: Tell him I want to see him, will you?

VIRGINIA: Richard, not now, please.

It's nearly lunch.

HUDSON: Yes, luncheon is served, my lord.

RICHARD: Never mind lunch.

HUDSON: Yes, my lord.

RICHARD: I know you've lost a lot of money,

but I never thought you'd stoop to borrowing from servants.

JAMES: I did not borrow it, father!

Look, father, she came and asked me of her own free will.

What was I supposed to do, turn her away?

RICHARD: Of course you should have.

Have you no sense?

It's an absolutely unshakeable rule.

JAMES: What?

RICHARD: We never meddle with the servants' money.

JAMES: I did not meddle, father!

I invested it soundly.

How was I to know this would happen?

Anyway, it's not some club whereby only gentlemen

become rich as if by divine right.

If she had become rich, what then -- what?

Would a girl like Rose know what to do with sudden wealth?

You'd have given her ideas, dreams,

responsibilities she couldn't have lived with.

JAMES: What arrogance to assume you know what she'd have done!

My God!

RICHARD: We know because she's always lived

under our care and protection.

JAMES: Father, she is not some idiot family retainer.

She is an intelligent girl and she knew the risks.

RICHARD: How? Did you tell her the risk?

Or did you say it was all easy?

Did she trust you as she always trusted us?

Either way, you've ruined her life.

And now what's to become of her?

You can't even afford to pay her back.

JAMES: No, not at the moment but I will try.

RICHARD: You, you're wiped out, boy.

What can you do?

You can just thank God your mother was spared all this.

Mother?

She wouldn't have believed it of you, James.

You'd have broken her heart.

Mother lived in a different age.

We've moved on, there's been a war.

RICHARD: Oh, don't use the war as an excuse.

The war's got nothing to do with this.

We fought the war to keep your mother's world.

To preserve certain standards of decent behaviour.

JAMES: You're talking like an old fool!

What? How dare you!

JAMES: Hopeless. RICHARD: Hopeless, yes.

Yes, James, that is the word exactly -- hopeless.

What do you know?

You, boy, everything you do seems to come to nothing.

Why? Can you tell me why you, with all your advantages,

does it always end the same?

JAMES: Explain yourself, father. Come on.

Come on, let's have this out, shall we now, once and for all.

[Bell rings]

So many things you could have done with your life.

Any field you'd chosen.

That by-election -- now there was something.

You had a flair for politics, you could have stuck with that.

JAMES: Politics.

You deliberately discouraged me, father.

RICHARD: Oh, now. JAMES: Now, don't deny it.

Right from the start, politics wasn't for me.

The deceit and the compromise of your life.

Oh, so what else was there?

Back to Jardines or stock-broking.

Yes, yes, that was a possibility,

as long as I didn't throw any tips to poor Rose.

Kept them strictly for us. - Now, James.

Oh, no, come on, come on, what else was there?

The Colonial Service. Yes.

Endless cocktail parties in damnable climates --

that would have kept me out of trouble, yes.

Or after Hazel, I could have found some nice, rich widow,

become a gentleman of means, of leisure, a parasite.

Would that have pleased you? Yes.

Well, unfortunately, father,

the lady did not present herself.

Now you're talking like a fool. You could have married again.

That would have helped. �JAMES: How?

It would have made you be happy, given you responsibility.

JAMES: Made me less selfish, you mean?

Yes, yes, exactly. Children.

Children?

Are children so important to a man's happiness?

I should have thought, judging by this conversation, not.

Anyway, if you remember, Hazel miscarried.

RICHARD: Yes, yes, yes, I know, but that was very sad.

But there's still time, James.

I can't tell you what to do. It's up to you.

All I can offer is my love and support,

the love of the whole family.

JAMES: Love or pity?

RICHARD: Oh, no, no, not pity, damn it.

You've had some hard knocks,

your generation, but you came through.

JAMES: Many didn't.

RICHARD: No, but you did, James.

That is the point. It's a question of attitude.

You've got brains, intelligence, character.

Why not go back to America? You were happy there.

JAMES: Yes, that would be very convenient, wouldn't it.

RICHARD: What? Oh, no, James, I didn't mean it like that.

You know I didn't.

JAMES: I know I'm an embarrassment.

An awkward reminder of failure, of your, your failure,

your disappointment anyway.

Now, don't be absurd.

JAMES: No, no, no, father.

It's there in everything you say.

Friends remind you of it every day.

"How's James? Still drifting, is he?

Isn't it time he settled down, gave you a grandson,

carried on the Bellamy line?"

Well, I'm sorry, father, I can't oblige.

That's self-pity.

Cynical defeatist talk and I can't hear it.

JAMES: You started it!

RICHARD: You insisted on it!

I simply wanted to arouse some pride in you,

some guts to help you to --

JAMES: Help? Oh!

You, you accuse me of some kind of immoral act with Rose,

you attack my character on all fronts.

Help? You haven't begun to understand.

Look, I know what I am, father.

I don't need you to tell me.

RICHARD: James, my dear boy...

No, father.

No, no, no conciliations, not now.

That's how we always end up -- patching the wounds.

But let's just leave them open this time, shall we?

GEORGINA: James.

RICHARD: Georgina, let him go.

GEORGINA: What have you said to him?

James?

VIRGINIA: Richard.

GEORGINA: James.

[Music plays]

James, let me in, please.

James!

Daisy, where's Rose?

DAISY: I don't know, Mr. Hudson.

Mary, have you seen Rose?

MARY: I think she said she was going out.

HUDSON: Yes, yes, I saw her in the hall

with her hat and coat on.

Did she say where she was going, Mary?

MRS. BRIDGES: Well, she's gone for a walk, I expect.

Try and calm herself down a bit.

HUDSON: She has no right to go for a walk.

It is not her afternoon off. She has duties to attend to.

MRS. BRIDGES: I think we must be a bit understanding, Mr. Hudson,

in view of what has happened.

HUDSON: I was quite prepared to be understanding, Mrs. Bridges,

but you heard what she said to me.

As if I was to blame for the mess she was in!

All that talk of independence! I've heard that before.

It makes no impression on me.

She has been free to leave this house this past 1O years

if she wanted to.

She's always chosen to stay here.

DAISY: She told me it's Gregory she feels she's lost.

HUDSON: Gregory. She lost him years ago.

MRS. BRIDGES: Daisy's right, you know, Mr. Hudson.

So long as she had the money, she had Gregory.

DAISY: And now she's lost the money,

she ain't got nothing nor nobody.

HUDSON: It's quite beyond me what you're both driving at.

MRS. BRIDGES: You're a man, Mr. Hudson.

It's hard for a man to understand these things.

HUDSON: Well, there are things a man understands

and a woman doesn't, and never will.

Richard, it's the oldest thing in the world

for a father to attack his son

for not living up to expectations.

You two are past masters as it.

Well, somebody has to drive the boy.

He seems unable to do it for himself.

VIRGINIA: He's perfectly able, if only you'd leave him alone.

He was fine when he came back from America,

he was full of energy.

The wrong kind, my dear -- too volatile.

I never quite know what volatile means.

Are you hungry?

RICHARD: I mean, he was too highly strung,

too obsessed with the glamour of money,

and now he's lost it all.

VIRGINIA: I think we must leave this house, or James must.

The two of you are impossible under the same roof.

You bicker, you fight,

you upset everyone and I will not stand for it.

RICHARD: Oh, Virginia, I--

Oh, Hudson, will you prepare a tray for his lordship,

and bring it up here?

And where's Rose, Hudson? I've been looking for her.

I believe she went out, my lady.

I don't quite know where.

VIRGINIA: Is she all right?

HUDSON: She was rather upset, my lady,

after the Major explained to her.

I did my best to console her and so did Mrs. Bridges.

VIRGINIA: Yes.

Let me know the moment she comes in, will you?

HUDSON: Yes, my lady.

I'm very sorry about what has happened, my lady,

for the Major and for Rose.

There was rather a lot of excitement downstairs

when the Major returned -- talk of money.

It went to Rose's head, I'm afraid, in spite of my effort.

RICHARD: All right, Hudson, you're not to blame.

HUDSON: Thank you, my lord.

Would the Major like anything to eat, my lady?

I think the Major is in his room, Hudson.

I'm sure he'll ring if he wants anything.

HUDSON: Very good, my lady.

GEORGINA: James.

Hello.

Hello.

GEORGINA: What are you doing?

JAMES: Clearing out, as we planned.

Have you come to help?

GEORGINA: Yes.

Where are you talking all this, to a war museum?

JAMES: No, no, I shall put it in the cellar,

Where Edward can give it to the rag and bone man.

GEORGINA: This, too?

Shouldn't it have gone back to some man's widow?

Whose widow?

I found it in the mud.

Didn't you keep souvenirs?

No.

James, what happened between you and Uncle Richard?

Was it about Rose?

It was wrong of him to blame you.

It wasn't your fault.

JAMES: It doesn't matter.

GEORGINA: It matters enough

for you to lock your door for two hours.

JAMES: Then ask father.

GEORGINA: No, I'm asking you.

Come on, James, don't keep it bottled up.

Tell me.

JAMES: The thing I won't forgive him for,

and that is using mother against me.

Didn't -- Didn't he know?

GEORGINA: Know what?

JAMES: Coming back on that boat,

looking out over all that damn ocean,

and knowing that she was down there somewhere.

GEORGINA: Jumbo.

JAMES: He used her as a weapon against me.

GEORGINA: He didn't mean it, James.

You can't hold that against him.

You must think of the future now, that's what you said.

Don't look back.

Yes. Yes, yes, you're quite right.

Look, here's a picture of you and Hazel.

Do you want it?

GEORGINA: Don't you?

JAMES: No. No, you keep them.

You make a scrapbook out of them for your children.

I don't want them.

GEORGINA: Don't be bitter.

JAMES: I'm not.

GEORGINA: I know you're unhappy.

JAMES: Look, Georgina, please...

GEORGINA: I know you're worried that you've lost all your money.

JAMES: Oh, Georgina. The money...

The money is nothing, believe me you.

That's the least of it.

I only have one regret about that,

and that is that I can't give you the wedding that I promised.

GEORGINA: That doesn't matter.

JAMES: It matters to me.

GEORGINA: But you'll still be there.

You'll be the most important person there, you know that.

JAMES: Your husband will be the most important person there.

What are you talking about?

No use whatever.

These are mine, my letters to you from France.

JAMES: Yes. Yes, I'm going to burn them.

Did you keep mine?

GEORGINA: I -- I don't know. Somewhere.

JAMES: Go and get them and then we can make a pile of them,

and burn them all together.

GEORGINA: No.

JAMES: Yes. Look, we don't want your husband

finding them by accident.

Now give them to me.

- GEORGINA: No! JAMES: Give them to me.

GEORGINA: No, I don't want them burned.

JAMES: Why not?

GEORGINA: Because they're mine.

They're memories, happy memories.

They're nothing to be ashamed of and I want to keep them.

JAMES: Well, you can't, damn you.

You've made your choice. You must forget me.

Now, put them all on.

GEORGINA: But, James. These are from Hazel.

JAMES: Yes, yes and some from mother as well.

They're all going to go on. There.

I must go and write to Robert now.

He gets miserable if my letters don't arrive.

Rose?

MARY: It's Mary, Mrs. Bridges.

MRS. BRIDGES: Oh. what do you want?

MARY: The Major's just asked for some tea.

MRS. BRIDGES: Well, make him some then.

You're capable, aren't you?

And give him a slice of that plum cake

what I baked this morning.

He'll like that.

[Knock on door]

JAMES: Come in.

MARY: Your tea, sir.

JAMES: Oh, yes. Thank you.

Put it over there, will you?

MARY: Plum cake as well.

JAMES: Thank you.

MARY: Having a clear out, are you, sir?

Yes. Yes, redecorating.

MARY: Can I help?

JAMES: What?

MARY: Tidy for you, sir. My job really.

JAMES: Oh.

MARY: Are you in this, sir?

JAMES: Hmm? Yes.

MARY: Oh, yes, I can see.

You haven't changed much, have you?

Me dad was in the war.

He brought things back, too.

JAMES: Was he killed?

MARY: No. wasn't even wounded.

Not a scratch.

You was wounded, wasn't you, sir.

They told me downstairs.

They said you got a medal for gallantry.

Like to see that.

Like to know if it was the same me uncle got.

He was killed.

But they sent it to me auntie,

and she's got it hanging on the wall.

Ever so nice it looks...

Oh, no, it's not the same.

Still, you must be proud.

Your tea's getting cold.

They said she was beautiful but I never thought...

Oh, sorry, sir. Nosey.

No. It's all right.

That's Mrs. Bellamy, isn't it, sir?

Rose told me about her.

It has been a sad family, this.

JAMES: Yes.

Well, the war made most families sad.

Your uncle.

MARY: And me elder brother, sir.

He was killed at Passchendaele. 19.

JAMES: Passchendaele. I was there.

MARY: I know. They said, sir.

Funny.

Well, if you don't need me, sir, I better be going.

Hudson will get cross.

JAMES: [Sighs]

Georgina?

VIRGINIA: James.

JAMES: Where's father?

VIRGINIA: Oh, he's having a bath.

He...oh, James, he's so upset about what happened.

He didn't mean half of what he said.

Will you...will you come and talk to him this evening?

I'll be there.

JAMES: I'm afraid I shan't be in for dinner.

Going away for a few days.

Give us both a chance to cool off.

VIRGINIA: Where are you going?

Old Army friend. Charles Stapleton.

He lives in the country. He's often asked me.

Say goodbye to father for me.

Yes, perhaps that's best.

Tell him not to blame himself.

He didn't say anything I didn't know already.

Goodbye, Virginia.

Ah, Hudson, I shall be going away for a few days.

Back on Monday, probably.

HUDSON: Very good, sir.

Oh, you'll want your coat, sir, it's a wee bit chilly outside.

Here we are, sir.

JAMES: Oh, how's Rose, Hudson? Is she all right.

HUDSON: Rose, sir?

Oh, yes. Yes, she'll be fine, sir.

We'll look after her. Your bag, sir.

Goodbye, Hudson.

HUDSON: Goodbye, sir.

GEORGINA: James?

HUDSON: The Major has just left for the country, miss.

Back on Monday.

GEORGINA: Oh. He didn't tell me.

Well, could you take this to the post for me, Hudson.

HUDSON: Surely, miss. GEORGINA: Thank you.

HUDSON: I must lock up now.

MRS. BRIDGES: No, Mr. Hudson, you can't.

You can't lock that poor girl out.

I'll wait up for her.

HUDSON: If she's not back by midnight,

I feel I must inform her ladyship.

[Bell rings]

POLICEMAN: Ah, good evening. Chief Inspector Roddle.

I'd like to talk to Lord Bellamy, if you please.

HUDSON: I'm sorry, his lordship has retired to bed.

RODDLE: It's rather important.

Fetch him, would you, please?

HUDSON: Will you come in, please?

MRS. BRIDGES: Rose!

Oh, wherever have you been all this time?

We've been that worried about you!

Oh, you naughty girl!

Thank God nothing's happened to you.

RICHARD: Right, Hudson, wait here.

HUDSON: My lord.

Chief Inspector Roddle, my lord.

RICHARD: Yes.

RODDLE: I'm sorry to have to call at such a late hour,

my lord, but I'm afraid I have some rather bad news,

concerning your son, Major James Bellamy.

VIRGINIA: James.

RICHARD: Well, go on, man, out with it.

I regret to have to inform you, my lord,

that he appears to have taken his own life.

He was found two hours ago in an hotel room in Maidenhead.

A chamber maid heard the shot and went to his aid,

but he was dead Within minutes.

He didn't suffer.

RICHARD: Shot?

Yes, my lord.

He appears to have shot himself through the mouth

with a service revolver.

Oh, God.

He -- he left this letter

addressed to you, my lord.

Also two others -- one to the coroner,

and one to Sir Geoffrey Dillon, his solicitor,

I believe.

Well, I -- I won't trouble you any further tonight, my lord.

We'll be back in the morning and see to the formalities then.

My sincere condolences.

Richard.

I took a bus ride.

Number 25, llford to Victoria, my old route.

Sat in the canteen. Tea lady remembered me.

Then I got the last bus home.

MRS. BRIDGES: And now you feel better, do you, dear?

ROSE: Yes, I do.

Silly isn't it, really, what people do?

It don't seem important to me any more -- none of it.

I'm just sorry that I made such a nuisance of meself.

Oh, that's all right, my dear.

I understand.

And so will Mr. Hudson directly I explain it to him.

Now, you get off to bed.

You must be tired out.

Everything will be all right in the morning.

"Dear Father, do you remember me telling you

about the German officer in the shell hole at Passchendaele,

who should have finished me off but declined to?

Well, I'm doing the job for him.

It's nothing to do with our talk today.

Mother always said to leave when your winning is not ethical.

And we both know my losing streak

has been going on far too long.

Try and see it as a soldier's way out,

when he could no longer do justice to himself

or the men under his command.

I chose this place so as not to make a mess of my room,

or inconvenience anyone more than is necessary.

I've sent my will to Sir Geoffrey,

unwitnessed, I'm afraid, but I'm sure he'll manage.

Goodbye, Father.

Give my love to Virginia and to Georgina.

Don't be sad. James."

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