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Kalimera.

Kalimera, Miss Durrells.

I don't think you have met my wife,
Dimitra.

No.

No, I have er... seen you
in the distance.

How nice to finally meet you.

Ah, you speak English.

Spiros taught me. He loves the English.

And I love the Greeks.

Thank you for letting us see so much
of Spiros since we lived here.

Thank you for paying him.

Oh, he means much more to us than that.

Well, we must let you go.

Yes, I'm just buying for a picnic.

So that's nice.

You must come along.

Anyway...

Oh, thank you. We will.

When?

Another top-notch lunch
at the Durrell guesthouse.

You may applaud.

No lunch for me...

Luga... Er, what is it?

Retzia.

I tell you every day.

How am I supposed to remember
a name like Luga, er...

Retzia.

As an aide-memoire, it rhymes with...

I shall call you... Jill.

- Kalimera.
- Ah, Kalimera.

Er...

Yes.

Lawrence Durrell,

Tasos Koskinas. The White House.

Kalami!

And Miss Margo Durrell,

C/O Geoffrey and Prudence, England!

England!

- Morning, Miss.
- Morning.

Argh!

Arghh!

Sodding, ruddy argh!

- Hello.
- Hello.

Gerald Durrell?

Yes. How can I help?

I have this for you.

Pogona vitticeps. Wonderful.

I like how lizards
can amputate their tail

to shake off a predator.

And the detached tail keeps on wiggling

to confuse the other animal.

Why did you bring him to me?

You love animals. People tell me.

Keep.

No.

No, you keep.

Find out all about him,
show all your friends,

and then let him go.

I like them here for a while,

but they're better off under the sky.

♪ Hold your hand out, naughty boy

♪ Hold your hand out, naughty boy! ♪

Though SOME are better kept indoors.

Hello, Auntie. Uncle.

What?

Did you not get my letter?

No. What did it say?

That I was coming to stay.

I don't really know anyone else
in England

now Aunt Hermione's died.
I haven't been here since I was 15.

Sorry, have you got a full house?

No.

But it'll take a massive amount
of organising.

I can go to London, if you'd prefer.

No, you'd better come in.

Great.

It's a bit of a surprise, that's all.

We're creatures of habit.

I've often thought that without habit,

Prue and I would scurry around
like headless chickens.

It's like a tiny museum.

Oh, sorry, that was probably rude.

Why have you left Greece?

- Is it because it's abroad?
- No.

I want to find myself.

I'm sorry. What, dear?

I suppose I would like to learn
to be confident

by being more normal.

- Good.
- That's the ticket.

Not that being normal is everything.

- Well, I think it is.
- Yes.

How's your mother?

We enjoyed seeing her last year
in London.

Well, not exactly 'enjoyed'.

No.

Not 'enjoyed'.

We're sailing up the coast on Saturday,

to visit Larry, and have a picnic.

Be careful.

The sea is a grave made of water.

I'd love to read your dictionary
definitions.

Hey, come with us.

You know, not to work, but as a guest.

Me?

Yeah, well, after all these years
here, you're family now.

Should I go and talk to her?

Yes.

I know. I hate shopping, too.

No.

I just met Spiros' wife
for the first time.

I was in a shop.

And she came in, with Spiros.

Four years without meeting,

and now she starts going shopping!

What did you say?

I invited her and Spiros on our picnic,

and she said yes.

What?

Why?!

I was being polite and friendly.

Well, she obviously wants
to get a proper look at you.

You and Spiros aren't talking,
but want to.

This is actually good.

No, Leslie. It's actually bad.

It'll be awkward, and painful.

And Dimitra will turn up
with her trump cards,

her children.

Not literally. They're away, in Athens.

And her sultry Greekness.

And above all, her unattainable,
quietly-lovely husband.

Well, I'll respect them
as a married couple,

we'll have a nice day,

I won't compare us, or judge her,
nor she me,

or interfere in any way.

What's your favourite sandwich?

What a super day in prospect.

I've brought my swimming costume.

I have quite an impressive
cannonball in my arsenal.

Right.

Everything's fine. Everyone relax.

Nothing strange or unusual happening.

Hello.

Spiros!

Dimitra, this is Leslie Durrell.

Ah, you. How lovely.

Again.

Twice in one week.
We are becoming old friends.

This is my other son, Gerry.

- The animal boy.
- Well, I wouldn't call him...

Yes, I'm happy with that.
You must know Theo?

And this is Basil.

And Lugaretzia, who is just recovering

from one of her illnesses.

Please.

- Do they bite?
- Yes.

Why did you let your wife say yes
to coming on this trip?

Why did you invite her?

I panicked.

She's been this big absent figure
in my life for so long,

and then, suddenly there she was,
by the hanging cheeses.

You and I have done nothing wrong.

I know.

Why are you telling me that?

Maybe you and she will hit it on.

Hit it off.

You see? When I get nervous,
my English goes to pot.

Goes to pot?

Yes.

Right, listen up, everyone.

There are eight of us,
plus the stupid dog.

You're a stupid dog.

And transport is one boat,
and one motorcar.

Now, Lugaretzia gets car sick.

Well, she gets seasick as well,
actually,

but it's easy to be sick in the sea.

I also suffer from seasickness, in fact.

Theo!

Theo is perfect in every way.

No!

Now, Mrs Hakiopulos...

That's a bit of a mouthful, isn't it?

No.

Right, well,
I have you down for the boat.

No, I go in my husband's car.

Car.

I'm happy to go in the boat.

Roger and I will sail.

See if we can look out
for loggerhead turtles.

That's five sailing,
and only three in the motorcar.

Hmm, not ideal.

Um...

Mother, you may as well go in the car.

'Dear Mother, Les, and the boy,

'I am sitting in Prue and Geoffrey's
living room.

'Either the clock is very loud,
or Dorset is very quiet.'

Do come along to the talk
I'm giving this morning, Margo.

You'll be entertained royally.

Thank you, beloved.

What is the title of the talk?

"My life as an insurance broker."

Hmm...

What is that?

Insurance broking is...

Don't tell her yet!
Keep your powder dry.

Indubitably.

'Your cousin Prue and Geoffrey

'are the most peculiar people
I've ever met.

'I may be more normal than I thought.'

Of course, if it wasn't for Basil
losing Aunt Hermione's legacy,

we'd have retired to a life in clover.

Calm now, or you'll stab yourself
with your knitting needle again.

You know Basil's staying
in our guesthouse now?

Yes.

I do.

Look, you've bent it now.

Oh, leave me alone!

I thought Basil was a homosexual,

like Sven,
mother's first boyfriend on Corfu,

but he turned out to be in love with
her and bought her a little bridge,

mistakenly thinking it was one
of her favourite things.

It's all true.

Don't try and make me look
like the weird one.

You're looking rather anxious, Spiros.

Why is that?

I have a precious cargo.

You're very sweet.

I don't mean you.

I love your dress, Dimitra.

Thank you. And I love yours.

I love your trousers, Spiros(!)

You're very funny, Basil.

Does Spiros often take you out
for drives?

Only when we first met.

When he was trying to impress me.

What are you saying?

My Greek's coming along well.
I know what they said.

Any better, Theo?

- I'd rather be in the car.
- Yeah, sorry about that,

I thought Mother and Mrs Spiros

should get to know each other better.

Fine. But Basil must die.

We will die first. Drowned.

Cheer up, everyone. We'll have
a nice big lunch, and then...

And then we'll see Larry again.

- That's not like you, Leslie.
- Well, I miss him.

I miss his...

ugly face.

Oh!

Theo, look!

♪ Here we are again ♪

♪ Happy as can be ♪

♪ All good pals, and
jolly good company ♪

♪ Strolling round the town ♪

♪ Happy on a spree ♪

♪ All good pals and ♪

♪ Jolly good company ♪

♪ Never mind the weather ♪

♪ Never mind the rain ♪

♪ As long as we're together ♪

♪ Whoops, we go again ♪

♪ La-dee-dah-dee-dah... ♪

You all right?

Look, flamingos!

♪ Such good company... ♪

You're all right. You're all right.

♪ Never mind the rain ♪

♪ Now we're all together... ♪

Come on. Now, listen, listen.

♪ Please tell me ♪
♪ the trumpeter's name... ♪

We must never talk about this.

No, I will tell people.

What's that?

I fear it's fishermen using dynamite
to kill fish.

That is so cruel and disgusting.

It's punishable by several years
in prison, but they risk it anyway.

I expect you approve?

As it's all hunting.

A fun day out.

I don't approve.

But I do approve of throwing people
in the sea

so they can learn their lesson!

Now, I know we're here for a picnic,

but you'll forgive me

if we make a bit of a fuss
of my eldest, Lawrence.

Of course. Lawrence of Kerkyra.

Oh, that is tremendous.

It's a play on Lawrence of Arabia.

Yes, I know that.

Kerkyra is Greek for Corfu.

Yes, I know that.
I've been here since 1935!

Larry!

Oh.

That's good timing.

Looks like Gerry's had a swim already.

You just can't stop them, can you?

You know, I wrote to Larry
to tell him we were coming.

He's a writer. Very avant-garde.

Oh, as you say in Greece,
bloody rude! Ha!

He's probably gone for a walk.

Larry!

'Dear Tribe of Durrells.

'Or, should I say,
chere Tribu de Durrells.

'Greetings from Paris,
where I'm now living.

'A passing yacht was heading
for Italy, so I hopped aboard.

'A shame I couldn't say goodbye.

'But I know you will understand.'

The bastard's not here, is he?

'I had no money, but have
badgered myself free lodging,

'as my exquisite, filthy novel

'has had some succes d'estime
among the reliably-sexual French.

'It is wildly exciting here.

'To quote St Augustine,

'the world is a book,

'and those who do not travel
read only one page.'

Turn it around again.

Larry may have drowned, of course.

I mean, I hope not.

So, Mrs Durrell.

How was your trip in the car?

Generally pleasant.

Although I can't deny
there are tensions.

I'm sorry you vomited over Leslie.

- Oh, you heard?
- Yes, I apologise.

No, I'm sorry for you, not Leslie.

As a child, he was endlessly sick
over me.

And then he'd usually go to bed
and wet it.

12 years of rubber sheets.

Mrs Durrells.

Thank you for the excellent food.

Oh, well, there's no need
to be so official.

Don't stop him saying nice things
about cooking.

It never happens to me!

What are they saying?

I didn't hear...

Well, Spiros is always
very complimentary to me.

It's hard to say the right thing.

They're dynamiting fish!

Stop that right now!

Or you'll go to prison
for several years!

And I know, because I was in
the Corfu police.

You absolute sods!

Gerry, where did you learn
that language?

From Larry, and Leslie, and Margo,
and... you.

All right.

Only asking.

Was that too specific?

Knowing you, I'd imagine so.

Oh!

Oh, God.

Shoo! Shoo!

Get off!

Away!

You see, this is why
we should shoot animals.

Fear not, everyone.

Dimitra, do not worry your
sensationally-pretty head.

I'm sure there will be a Taverna
nearby, and all will be well.

Right, come on.

I'll keep this safe.

One push,

and you and Spiros could live
happily ever after.

Looks like it's here or nowhere.

Or we could get back in our vehicles
and find somewhere else?

No, let's not do that.

So, let's drink this now.

Dimitra, you are awash with good ideas.

No, it's a present, for Larry.
Wherever he is.

Oh, Basil!

That could have happened to anyone.

I think the phrase
you're looking for is,

"The drinks are on me."

Go on, shoo.

Magazi.

Magazi!

Oh!

At last. Enchantresses.

Mrs Durrell.

Pull up a bottom.

Just ignore him.

If he gives us any trouble,

we'll have him ejected by the landlord.

Now, what can I serve you with,
my dears?

Well, in that case, we're leaving.

No, no, please. We'll just stay
for a pie and a drink.

Yes, yes, I do a lovely, er...

Well, it's all lovely, look.

You know this man?

Captain Creech.

We meet about once a year,
and something bad always happens.

Well, you're not getting any booze.

I should hope not. He's 14.

Didn't stop me.

I done everything
before I sprouted any body hair.

What are the chances of you being here?

Well, as a matter of fact,
I came to visit Larry.

A pleasure seeker, like myself.

And the chap that owned this
offered me a very good deal.

So, where is he?

I believe he's running a brothel
in Albania.

No, Larry!

Oh, oh! Er... Paris!

A different kind of paradise.

He can't have received my letter.

Oh, he didn't. It's here.

I gave it a good read, obviously.

I was very sorry to hear
your daughter Margo had jumped ship.

Bit of a mad one.

But you get a very appreciative mention.

That's a very personal subject!

What did you write about Spiros
in your letter?

I imagine...

it was how precious he is.

And how lucky you are to have him.

Yes.

I am.

Yippee!

Well, to show there's no hard feelings,

I'd like to serve you all lunch.

Eight drachma a head.

Payable in advance.

Was it all excitement?

No, it wasn't.

There were quiet years in the office.

In fact, there were quiet decades.

The 1900s.

They were...

rather quiet.

Um...

There's a tremendous amount
of filing in insurance broking.

The risk of fire
was always on our minds.

Come on.

Particularly during the, er,
quiet decades,

which I mentioned earlier.

All that paper going up.

But it, erm...

It never happened.

I'm going to bring this
to a halt now, a little early.

I think I may have overestimated
just how interesting my life was.

I loved that talk!

I'm Margo Durrell, and I'm lucky enough

to be Geoffrey's great-niece-in-law,
or something.

Sit down.

But it shows that even the most
grown up of us can lose confidence.

So, let me fill in
for his shortened talk

by describing my life
on the Greek island of Corfu,

where my widowed mother took us
a few years ago to live.

My older brother Larry calls Britain
Pudding Island.

Which he means meanly,

but who in their right mind
doesn't love pudding?

But if Britain's a pudding,

Corfu is, let's say...

..a sensual platter of seafood,

sun-kissed vegetables,

and exploding fruit.

Here we are.

Wrap your gizzards round those, eh?

He trained at the Savoy, you know.

So, Basil, what are you doing
in this country?

I'm on a long holiday, really.

Got some money set by.

Give it to me!

Righty ho.

How would you like it, cash or cheque?

Or I can do jewellery?

What a saucy laugh.

Gerry, how was your zoo?

Well, I want to open it to the public,

but it's still not ready.

Oh, if you're looking for more critters,

I've got two out the back

that were left
by some rather stupid sailors.

Oh, no, Gerry can't take any more.

Well, if you don't buy them,
I shall probably eat them.

I've given the little shits
fair warning.

Well, what are they?

Oh, I don't know. Badgers?

You'll have to ask them yourself.

What are you muttering?

This is bad.

Husband and wife like this,

strangers.

I'm going to go check on my boat.

All enjoying themselves? Ah!

This is my friend Lefteris,

who's a dab hand at the santouri!

Would you like to be entertained?

10 drachma.

Right.

10 drachma not to play.

'Much as I enjoin everyone to travel,

'there is a melancholy
that you carry in your suitcase

'like a pair of weighty boots.

'The joy of belonging.

'To family, friends, home.

'In exchange for the uncertainties
of a lunatic, unchartered world.

'I'm drinking a bottle of Bordeaux
I've just nicked,

'so this letter could be long
and... somewhat free-form.'

Oi!

Bugger off away from our boat!

I have friends
in the Corfu Police Force!

So you are playing with fire!

Yes, I should think so!

So, this is how they braid
their hair in the Ionian Islands.

Whereas in Turkey...
My last boyfriend was from Izmir.

..they prefer something more like this.

Is this too much?

I think we're all
far too conservative, don't you?

Well, I've been thinking for some time

of going Titian. Or blonde.

Or you could jump straight
to white hair.

So, Margo...

You're a trained beauty advisor?

Self-taught.
I find that so much more creative.

After all, nobody teaches one
how to make love.

No, I'm toying with formal training,

but I'm finding out a lot about myself,

so my future may lie elsewhere.

Margo's staying in our home.

She is very much part
of Prue's and my gang.

We helped her through
her ugly spotty stage.

And that's positively Macedonian.

So, what else can go wrong today?

Let's see what the day brings, shall we?

Out of darkness comes light.

What darkness have you in your life?

Healthy children, your English money.

Oh, well...

My husband died,

leaving me with four
actually rather troubled children.

Eh?

We have never had any money.

We came here
so that we could live cheaply.

But tell me about yourself.

What makes you unhappy?

Er... Being bored.

Well, it's hard to imagine
being bored with Spiros.

Oh, you will be surprised.

(What are they saying?)

(I wish they'd argue in English.)

(He says she doesn't like him
much any more.)

(Well, she is quite hard work.)

To be fair, she has entered
the lion's den.

You are all quite intimidating.

No, we're not!

Idiot.

Right.

Who wants to sing along to the...

Well, the weird instrument?

Anyone?

There we are, boy.

All yours for, er... 25 drachma.

Bush babies.

Skunks. Stand aside.

Lemurs. From Madagascar.

Oh, my goodness. Look at them.

What do they eat?

Anything not cooked by Creech.

They're not interested
in the food.

Oh, my goodness.

Don't panic, Dimitra.

I can't look.

Shut the door!

- Keep them in.
- All right!

All right!

Right, you win.

Stop playing.

- Did you not hear the explosion?
- What? No.

They've blown up the Sea Cow.

Oh, darling, you loved that boat.

We must all go home in the car.

Will this be all right?

Well, it's not built

for eight people, a dog,
and two weasels.

You should take it slowly.

You think?

Thank you. Slowly's a good idea.

I've never sat on a man's lap before.

How are you finding it?

Disconcerting.

Think of Basil as Father Christmas.

Ho-ho-ho, little boy.

I'll try standing up.

What a chance to get to know
each other even better.

We already know each other well enough.

Hello, darling.

Oh, no, I don't believe this.

We have to wait.

She's overheating.

The car, or your wife?

Sorry. I'm upset about my boat.

I apologise, Dimitra.

It was supposed to be such a lovely day.

Well, it's brilliant
now I've got two lemurs.

To be honest, apart from meeting
the vivacious Dimitra,

it's far from brilliant.

Lunch cost me the equivalent of £800.

You did smash Larry's very expensive
bottle of champagne.

If you'd communicated properly
with your son in the first place,

we wouldn't have been on
this wild goose chase.

But otherwise, what a nice day...

Mr Theodoros was sick on Leslie's lap.

Then my boat was blown up.

So I've had the worst day!

I'm always the victim.

For the record, you did push Gerry
into the sea with his clothes on.

Well, all right.

But apart from all that,
what a nice day.

I'm going to walk home.

(What are they saying?)

(I don't want to tell you.)

Everyone, I'm sorry...

you had to see my... private problems.

I spoiled your day.

No. You really didn't.

Well done, dear.

You took Lytchett Matravers by storm

with your improvised ramblings.

People are so nice here.

I think I'll stay in the area for a bit.

Are people not nice in Greece?

Yes, they are,

but I love the fact that in England,
people speak English.

- We wouldn't have it any other way, would we, dear?
- No.

It sounds obvious, but today I realised

that the key to confidence
is being able to express one's self.

I feel I can do anything now.

Hello again.

I was walking home, and I realised
we might be able to help each other.

- Oh?
- My daughter Maud's governess had to leave suddenly.

And I was wondering
if you could take over?

Gosh.

You have, well, the oomph
that my daughter needs.

I would love to be a governess.

Oh, how splendid.

Here's Maud.

Maud, this is Miss Durrell.

Hello, Maud.

Lovely eyes, strong teeth, firm calves.

Stop now.

Well, I'm not saying that Dimitra
could do better than Spiros...

What a bloody woman.

If she was that brilliant...

..they wouldn't be sucking the life
out of each other.

She can suck the life out of me
whenever she likes.

Well, she won't be rushing
to join us on another picnic,

except to maybe sprinkle arsenic
on the cheese straws.

That's the best thing
about my husband dying young.

We never had time to irritate
the hell out of each other.

Excuse my hair.

It fell out.

I have syphilis.

Ooh.

Did she say she has syphilis?

Yes. Yes, she did.

Right, well, I'm going for a swim.

Not now, Gerry.

This is so exciting.

Please could we put a limit on
the number of animals in the house.

Er...

Ta leme.

Marvellous.

Now that will be all round Corfu.

What will?

That this house is a freak show.

'So, to sum up,

'this is the difference
between our triangle of nations.

'The English live in the past,

'the Greeks live in the present,

'and the French live in...

'France.

'Ba-boom. I thank you.

'There is much chatter
here in Paris of impending war,

'which makes me miss you even more.

'Margo in England will be
insulated from such fears

'thanks to the good old British refusal

'to acknowledge that the rest
of the world matters,

'or even exists.'

'My talk in the village hall
went very well.

'Though people are, of course,

'shy of coming forward
to express praise or interest.

'Now I am retired,

'my life stretches forward like...

'..an open road,

'with my trusty mucker Prue beside me,

'and nothing to hold us back,

'except our imaginations.'

'Dear Cousin Louisa.

'The weather has been up to
its old tricks over the past week.

'Choosing a hat has been
little short of a nightmare.

'I'm used to wind,

'but our old friend sleet raised
its ugly head on Tuesday.'

'I seem to have a job.

'As a governess.

'Yes, I know - very Jane Austen.

'To a child called Maud,

'who looks like she killed
and probably ate my predecessor.

'But I feel armed and ready,

'having grown up in a family

'who, I now realise, have steeled me

'in the art of self-reliance...

'..by never letting me get away
with anything.'

'Dear Margo.

'We spent the day travelling,

'and I was reminded why people
stay at home.

'I hope Cousin Prue and Geoffrey
are not making you feel the same.

'Please resist the urge to poison them.

'If they are,

'please resist the urge to club them
to death with their own fire tongs.

'We went on a picnic today
and learnt at least two things.

'Goats appear from nowhere.

'And there is no corner of
the world safe from Captain Creech.'

So?

Are we going to talk about
Spiros and his wife, and you,

or just pretend today didn't happen?

Oh, darling, I'm so sorry
about you and your blown-up boat.

You know, you mustn't...

- No, no.
- Answer the question.

I'm glad I met Dimitra properly.

In her absence, she'd become
such a bogeywoman,

and of course, she isn't.

She scared me.

Wouldn't fancy your chances
in a fistfight, would you?

I think I'd do all right.

I went to a tough boarding school.

She's no different from me, really.

Well, you're not going to say it,
so I will.

Their marriage is in trouble,

and if you play your cards right,
you could be with Spiros.

We are all foreign, and we need
to work hard to be accepted.

My friend has a new motorbike.

Well, let's hope he doesn't
fall off it and die!

What do you think you're doing?

I had the same question for you.

How can we make people here
like us more?

Come to the Panegyri festival.

You sent me in there

to clear the way for your mother
to be with Spiros.