All language subtitles for Mr Selfridge S03E02 x264 RB58-eng

The Selfridge family is now the proud
owner of 12 department stores.

All this expansion,
you're distracted, Pa.

The women and the men can't get
on. It's making my life hell.

We find places for them
in other departments.

Henri is on his way to London!
Discharged from hospital.

Why has he been in hospital?

~ Are you all right?
~ Yeah, I'm OK.

You're doing well. I want more.

You can't have it. I haven't got it.

You need someone to watch your
back. I'll work for you.

~ Mae?
~ He took her away. I'll pay him back.

Aren't you going to help with the production
line? Aeroplanes aren't cheap.

You behave with her
or I'll give you hell.

I'd like to see you try.

Charge it to Selfridge account.

My wife built cottages like this.
She believed that home was more
important than anything else.

She was right.

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The Lanvins from Paris!

Gold embroidered Chantilly lace.

The black silk taffeta bodice.

Do not touch.

I only want to learn the
right way to handle them!

Madame Lanvin's creative director
will be here in the morning.

I haven't time to train new staff.

The dresses will speak
for themselves.

They don't need fancy tricks.

Or Miss Towler's
avant-garde distractions.

~ Has anyone seen the chief?
~ You think he would be here.

~ Where is Mr Selfridge?
~ I don't know.

Miss Webb!

We need to talk.

I've been informed that Lord Meadows
has pulled out of your building project.

All that work gone to waste.

I'm sorry if I sound bitter.
I know it's not your fault.

I've been thinking long and hard
since you stormed into my office.

These are houses that my
late wife built for charity.

You must miss her terribly.

I do.

But I know that Rose would approve
of a project like yours.

Sorry... So what are you saying?

The field goes to auction
in less than a week.

I'm going to bid.

Are you... taking over the project?

Let's start with the field
and we'll take it from there.

I had a survey done. I can have that to you,
and the rest of the paperwork, by tomorrow.

Good. This is the sort of endeavour
I've been looking for.

Spare a copper for an ex-soldier!

Want to buy some fags?

~ Good morning, sir.
~ Good morning, Bill.

I could get the police to move
them along, Mr Selfridge.

To where exactly? Let them be.

~ You all right?
~ Yeah, thanks, Charlie.

I need you to summon a board
meeting as soon as possible.

What has buying a field and building
houses got to do with the board?

I'm going to ask the board for an
interest-free loan to set up a new company.

Another company? Mr Selfridge,
this is not our area of expertise.

Last week, there was
talk of an aerodrome -

A passing rumour only. I
have my heart set on this.

Mr Selfridge -

I have the tightest timeframe to raise
the money. Get on it straight away.

Thank you, Mr Crabb.

Rosalie! Welcome home, darling.

Venice seems to have agreed with you.

Good to be back, sir.

Ah, what the heck is that?

It's called a samovar, Pa.

How Russians make tea apparently.

Oh, must drink a lot of tea.

It's a wedding gift
from Princess Marie.

It's the ugliest thing
I've ever seen.

~ Grandma thinks so too.
~ I'm sure we'll get used to it.

Tea, Gordon? Working a samovar.
My life's ambition!

Mr Leclair is here, as you requested.

Henri! How was your time in Scotland?

We had a lovely time.

~ What can I do for you?
~ I hate to ask you.

But could you both
return to work early?

I will make it up to you. Madame
Lanvin has chosen Selfridge's to
show her first London collection.

And we could secure
an exclusive contract.

~ How can I help?
~ It would be good if you and Agnes

could be there tomorrow evening

~ to oversee Gordon and Mr Thackeray.
~ Of course, Harry. We'll be there.

~ Ow!
~ Keep it down, please.

No, good. I'm glad you like it.

You have to look your
best tomorrow, Connie.

This Lanvin event is an
opportunity for you to shine.

All I want is a chance.

I've found my thing
in Fashion, Kitty.

Like you did with Beauty.

The sisters of Selfridge's!

If this fashion event is successful,

I'm going to propose my
own cosmetics promotion.

So keep trying.

I got my book deal.

Life At Home After War. What it's like
for our soldiers now they're hone.

That's fantastic news, Frank!

I was so looking forward to a bit
more time, just the two of us.

I can go back and tell
Harry no if you want.

Of course not. We can't
let Mr Selfridge down.

We make a good team.

Do we really need this George?

I need him.

We've been managing just
fine, the two of us.

Look, Elsa. We have fun now and then.

But I run this club.

George starts today and that's final.

Not now.

Madame Lanvin designed these dresses
especially for Selfridge's.

She agrees to attend your event.

Expects massive press exposure.

And this is your response?

So traditional. So passe.

S'il vous plait, monsieur!

You're not seeing my vision properly!

I cannot subject Madame
Lanvin to this insult.

I am withdrawing the dresses. And
we will not attend this evening.

Please, Monsieur Longchamp.

I've been on leave. We will fix this.

~ Isn't that right, Mrs Leclair?
~ Absolutely.

I give you one last chance. We chose Selfridge's
because of your legendary displays.

You have until this afternoon.

Always the same with you, Thackeray.

You see the dresses as art. Women
want to see themselves in them.

How dare you swan back
here and criticise me!

~ Our big war hero.
~ Let's concentrate on fixing this.

Nothing to fix, as
far as I'm concerned.

That Longchamp is just
another French idiot.

He's set his heart on building
houses now. Whatever next?

I fear his heart is ruling
his head these days.

~ Mr Grove.
~ Miss Blenkinsop.

The Information Bureau -

Damn!

..is a new service.

Customers come from all over to ask
questions on any subject whatsoever.

How can I provide answers when the untrained
staff don't know where to look?

I understand your
difficulties, Miss Blenkinsop.

We shall be a laughing stock
if we continue like this.

I'm up to my neck.

Extra female staff
all round the store.

Additional training required.
Unhappy heads of department.

Roger, I could really do with your support
in getting through to the chief.

I'm sorry, Arthur.

My advice is, put your head
down, weather the storm.

Mr Crabb.

What's happening with
the board meeting?

This evening was the only
time they could convene.

Fine. What time?

I haven't booked anything. You're
hosting Madame Lanvin this evening.

Mr Thackeray is quite able to
hold the fort. Book it, Crabb.

Father! We... We have
a serious problem.

At last, Mr Selfridge.

These are the displays.

Was he very disappointed?

I'm afraid so.

Mr Selfridge...

I have put weeks of work into this.

It's not good enough.

Mr Gordon gave me his full approval.

~ Gordon?
~ Mrs Leclair was on leave.

~ We did our best.
~ You both let me down.

And what about you letting us down?

What's that supposed to mean?

You've shown little interest in
the store's biggest-ever event.

~ Our reputation -
~ Not your reputation. My reputation.

And this is my department.

I will not be told what to do by this
man, drafted in at the last minute.

~ Don't speak to me like that.
~ Time things were said!

You foist unskilled staff on us.

You're not here when we need you!

~ Thackeray -
~ I'm not one of your yes men.

I don't employ yes men.

I employ men I expect
to get it right.

~ And what about you?
~ Thackeray, stop now.

You haven't been getting it right
since Mrs Selfridge died.

Get out. Get out!

Get out of my store and
don't ever come back!

Mr Thackeray has been sacked!

~ That can't be true!
~ I heard with my very own ears.

The chief told him to get
out and never come back!

What's going on?

Mr Thackeray's been
given the heave-ho.

Idle gossip.

Gossip?

I'm sorry you had to witness
that unpleasant encounter.

Mr and Mrs Leclair, can
you solve this disaster?

We have very little time,
but we will do our best.

It will be fine. Don't worry.

~ Tell me how I can help.
~ Leave it to the experts, Gordon.

~ But -
~ In this crisis, you don't
want to summon the board.

Yes, we do.

Sergeant, what are you doing here?

I like to know where all my men are.

Ain't you going to ask
us in, Lance Corporal?

You won't be staying long.
I've a business to run.

That's why we're here.

I says to Silas, if any man wants cut-price
smokes to sell, it will be Victor Colleano.

I trust you had a good
journey, Lord Loxley.

I've come a very long way. I expect
to be impressed, Mr De Bolotoff.

Please.

You drive an hard bargain.
I thought you'd be a pushover.

I'm not a pushover for anyone.

Seeing as the smokes probably
came off the back of a Dover
lorry, you're quids in anyway.

Charlie Copperstone was
bad news in the regiment.

~ You shouldn't have let him in.
~ Stop worrying.

They'll be on their way soon enough.

Look at you. You done
well for yourself.

You can't let us go without
offering us a drink.

I can.

It will carry six passengers.
Little point building one.

Spread the cost. Build five or six
and then you have an air taxi service.

I can see it's a real
passion of yours.

~ Did you get it from your father?
~ No, I don't remember him.

Well, I'm sure your father-in-law must
be champing at the bit to invest.

He's refused to invest
in the aerodrome.

And... I don't think he's
too interested in my plane.

~ Why is that?
~ Pushed too hard.

It can be a fault of mine.

I've always admired determination
in a smart young man.

If Selfridge isn't interested
in you and your ideas,

I am.

~ Really?
~ Young men like you...

.. are the future.

And then you turn this.

And something is supposed to happen.

Oh, you'll figure it out, Fraser.

Thank you, ma'am.

Darling, I hate to see you apart from
Serge so soon after your return.

He had to be at the hangar.
I understand that.

But it's so very far away.

Your father will never get to know
him better while he's there.

And you hardly get
to see him, darling.

I was wondering... Your mother's
old painting studio.

It would make a wonderful
office for him.

He could do his design work there.

I would like to see more of Serge.

Shall we take a look?

I'd have to approach the
subject very delicately.

Of course.

Thank you.

Is she ever going to spend any
time in her own apartment?!

She's not in her apartment, ma'am.

And a huge hotel bill
for her has come in.

Made out to Mr Selfridge.

Keep this to ourselves for now.

How about this?

If we move it to the fashion floor, the whole
thing will have a more modern, airy feel.

Will it be enough?

All we can do with the
time we've got left.

It's going to be a
tough first day back!

Arthur? It's Victoria
sponge. Your favourite.

I don't have the stomach for it.

It's not your fault that Mr
Selfridge sacked Mr Thackeray.

Am I a yes man, Mildred?

~ What do you mean?
~ Would you say I had backbone?

You're the bravest man I know.

Mr Selfridge has always been
able to count on my loyalty.

But I'm torn, Mildred.

He's about to embark
on a charity project.

But it's risky.

And I'm not sure I can endorse
it to the board in all conscience.

Then you must follow
your conscience, Arthur.

Yes.

People say it gets easier.

I'm not sure I believe them.

Pa thinks his brave face fools us.

I'm glad you're staying
here, Rosalie.

Wonderful, darlings! We're
in agreement, then.

Agreement about what?

It was just a suggestion, Violette.

That maybe in time, Serge might
use this studio for an office.

I can't believe you'd even
think of such a thing.

Rosalie is running this
house now, Violette.

Pa will never agree.

And I'm going to make
sure he doesn't.

This is all we have left of her.

Can I help with anything, Mr Crabb?

No, no. Everything's fine.

Violette!

Princess Wizwaz, whatever her name
is, wants to take over Ma's studio!

~ For what?
~ An office for her precious son.

He does live with us so we
have to all try to get along.

I am going insane at home.

Gordon is here. Rosalie
has the house to run.

~ And I have nothing.
~ Let's talk about this later.

Give me something to do, Pa. Please.

~ Like what, sweetheart?
~ Get me out of that house!

Give me a job here.

It's out of the question. We have more
than enough female staff as it is.

Please, Pa.

Look...

Why don't you do some travelling?

~ Get rid of me, you mean.
~ No.

Go to Chicago. Visit
some of Ma's family.

I know how much you love it there.

And hope that I meet
some rich Yank to marry.

~ That's not what I mean.
~ That's exactly what you meant.

A Vanderbilt? An Astor, maybe?
You already have a princess.

~ Violette -
~ Thanks for nothing, Pa.

~ Where are you going?
~ Shopping.

All I'm good for apparently.

You've got your month's
money. What do you want?

To give you your money's worth.

By tipping you the wink.

Those were nicked. Keep
them out of sight.

Our boys are out looking
for stolen fags around town.

Consider me tipped.

Seeing as you bought that lot,

I know people could put you
in the way of other stuff.

A one-off. Thanks, but no thanks.

You can't stay clean
forever, Colleano.

~ Not in this business.
~ It's not about staying clean.

It's about staying in charge.

Same way out as you came in.

So we position the
plinths around here.

Yeah. We need spotlights.

Monsieur Longchamp will
be downstairs any minute.

We are nowhere near
getting this right.

It's the best we can
do with so little time.

Can I make a suggestion?

By all means.

~ What do you think?
~ I love it.

But will Monsieur Longchamp?
He's a tricky customer.

How do you mean?

Leave this to me.

Monsieur Longchamp,
Violette Selfridge.

I hear you are a difficult
man to please.

My father always says this
is much more than a store.

We have a remit to entertain
customers too.

And what do you like
to do for entertainment?

Are you flirting with
me, Monsieur Longchamp?!

Would that be so very terrible?

No. As long as you like
my idea for tonight.

It's not me you have to please.

Let's do this your way, then.

Will your boss be pleased?

Can you type these up
for me, Miss Plunkett?

I need them for tonight's
board meeting.

~ Mr Selfridge, I absolutely need -
~ Later, Crabb.

~ I need to speak with you -
~ I just don't have the time.

~ I must insist.
~ Don't badger me.

It's not the day for it.

Please inform Mr Selfridge that Mr Crabb
intends to badger until he gets a result.

Thank you, Miss Plunkett.

Well done, my darling!

If I play my cards right,
he might back me.

Of course he's keen. You forget
how impressive you are.

Hm. Shame my father-in-law
doesn't think so.

Go back to Harry. Give
him one last chance.

Tell him you have another investor.

And why would I do that?

Because you live in his house.
You are part of his family now.

~ Wouldn't know it.
~ Serge.

You have to trust me on how a
gentleman should conduct himself.

Fine.

We'll do it your way.

He's so beautiful, Doris.
He's just like you.

The only one to get my blonde hair.

Little Ernest. Sweeter
than a violet cream!

If anyone had told me I'd
have five children by now...

I'm glad I'm not still working
in the store though.

~ We're well out of it, Miss Mardle.
~ Oh? What do you mean?

Pressure, day in, day out.

People demanding things
at a moment's notice.

Dealing with difficult customers.

Not to mention the staff
goings-on and the like.

Every single thing I just said, you're
missing horribly, aren't you?

When Florien died,

I had to think about what I was going
to do for the rest of my life.

I'm a company woman,
Doris. I like structure.

But I'm also a changed woman.

And I can't go backwards.

We've all been changed by the war.

I'm glad you came today, Miss Mardle.

Old friends should stick together.

I think it's about time
you called me Josie.

Mr De Bolotoff to see
you, Mr Selfridge.

Serge. What can I do for you?

I'm here to tell you that I have
a financier interested in my plane.

Good. I'm happy for you.

I thought it only proper to give
you a last chance to invest.

Seeing as we're family.

Even if I wanted to,
my hands are tied.

How so?

I'm about to bid for that
field in West London.

For a non-profit housing project.

~ I found that field.
~ I know.

So maybe you can help me with this -

I am not interested in houses. It
is a perfect site for an aerodrome.

First, you work on the plane. Then
you worry about the aerodrome.

I'm sure that your financier
will agree. Who is it?

Lord Loxley. And I
wouldn't bet on it.

Loxley?

~ You know him?
~ Stay away from him.

That man is dangerous. Cut off
all contact with him immediately.

I'll make my own decisions, thanks.

No, I mean it.

Serge, that is not a request!

And I mean it too.

It's just business, Harry.

And you of all people
should appreciate that.

Don't, Mr Crabb. For both
of our sakes, don't.

So be it.

Directors are starting to arrive.

Arthur?

Are you all right? You look unwell.

I'll join you in the boardroom
shortly, Mr Grove.

Madame Lanvin.

~ Ohh!
~ We are honoured by your presence.

Monsieur Leclair!

Such a handsome young man
when we last met 'a Paris.'

What happened?!

That's the survey result. And personal
references for my past work.

Very thorough. That should
impress the board.

Wish me luck, Miss Webb.

I hope to see you downstairs
afterward for the fashion event.

Of course.

I thought Princess Marie would
be here. She does enjoy a party.

She's devastated to miss this evening, but
she's entertaining some Russian friends.

~ At her apartment?
~ I assume so.

Psst!

Good evening, Miss Calthorpe.

Accessories is looking very
attractive under your direction.

I've done my best, Miss Mardle.

But I'm sure you'll find some
improvements when you return.

I'm here to see Mr Grove. I won't be coming
back to Accessories, Miss Calthorpe.

You keep up the good work.

Madame Lanvin and Mr Leclair,
together, please.

Madame Lanvin, are you aware your countryman
survived the horrors of Verdun? A war hero.

Oh, no, please. This
evening is not about me.

It's about the wonderful
Madame Lanvin and -

No, we must applaud our
war hero Monsieur Leclair.

Have you got anything to say?

Mr Leclair?

Mr Leclair, is there a problem?

I'm sorry.

Henri, why is he asking about Verdun?

~ What happened?
~ I...

~ Talk to me.
~ I can't.

I can't.

Ladies and gentleman, if you could now make
your way through to the fashion department.

The land goes to auction
next week, so time is short.

With a loan from Selfridge's, the
government will match our investment.

Which means they will be able
to sell the houses at cost.

The project will enhance Selfridge's
legacy in the long run.

Which increases share value.

I assume you're all with me.

So...

~ Mr Crabb.
~ I...

I have something to say.

The document I have prepared shows
the scope of our expansion.

Expansion is healthy.

Yes, and so is prudence.

Gentlemen, the cost of
war is still with us.

Surplus female staff are currently
adding 16.4% to our payroll.

All this whilst pursuing an
ambitious expansion programme.

We now have 12 new stores.

More in our sightlines.

Mr Crabb -

We have also gambled on costly innovations
like the Information Bureau.

Which we are hoping
will be successful.

Whereas our mail order service has proved
to be a significant financial liability.

Gentlemen, if you look
at this next document,

you will see the impact
of our expansion programme

in relation to our annual
share projections.

Violette Selfridge!

You will see that Cosmetics, Beauty, and
Fashion are our biggest growth areas.

It is my opinion that we should
focus on what we do best.

We are a retailer.

Construction of housing, no
matter how well intentioned,

is outside our area of expertise.

And crucially, it is an endeavour
that will reap no tangible profit.

Which will affect you gentlemen
as majority shareholders.

Profit must be at the heart
of our business strategy.

Another time, this project
might be viable.

Now is not that time.

I think that we all value
Mr Crabb's opinion.

I certainly do.

But it is one man's opinion.

Let's have a show of hands so we
can proceed with this venture.

I see.

Now, that concludes
our business here.

Thank you, and good night, gentlemen.

You'll be all over the papers
tomorrow, Miss Selfridge!

Every girl will want to
wear what you're wearing!

Evening, Mr Leclair.

~ What can we get for you?
~ Whisky.

A large one, please.

Firstly, let's deal with
the surplus women.

We'll give them a month's wages.

Mr Grove will be relieved.

And what of Mr Thackeray?

He crossed the line. I
played my part in that.

No going back.

I understand.

I'll spare you from dismissing me.

My resignation, Mr Selfridge.

I won't accept it.

But I will raise that money.

One way or another.

It's my job to protect the company.

Even if that means from you.

So...

Where does that leave us?

Changed, I fear, Mr Selfridge.

Changed.

~ Bravo. Wonderful.
~ Why don't we celebrate?

Yes, why not?

It's duchess satin with
gold frayed embroidery.

It's a work of art, madam.

~ Looks like you're a natural.
~ I love this department!

Yes.

You should have seen him, Josie.

I'm so worried about him.

I doubt very much you're the
only wife feeling like that.

The men who went to war aren't
the same men who came back.

But I'm his wife now.

Aren't we supposed
to share everything?

Maybe there are some things
he can't share, Agnes.

Miss Mardle.

~ I believe you were looking for me.
~ Yes, indeed, Mr Grove.

Fashion? But I came here
to formalise my resignation.

Selfridge's is in need of
some stability right now.

You were one of the first
people the chief hired.

I'm not qualified to take
over this department.

Even if only on a temporary basis,
we need people of your calibre.

~ Don't make me beg.
~ You could have anybody.

You don't need me.

The store needs you.

I need you.

Begging is a charming quality in dogs,
Mr Grove. I don't recommend it for you.

Did it work?

When do I start?

Please excuse my late arrival.

You're a busy man.

Besides, we've had your wonderful
daughter, Mr Selfridge.

How clever of you to
employ her talents here.

She took part in the modelling of the dresses
with Selfridge panache and flair.

She's always had an eye for
the spotlight, our Violette.

So have I earned something
more permanent here?

If it was any other day, but thank
you so much for helping out.

Where were you?

Verdun.

You know, your lot holding
out probably turned the war.

~ You?
~ Mostly the Somme.

It's over.

It's never over.

He's had enough.

I know a man looking for
oblivion when I see one.

How did it go?

Not well, I'm afraid.

It will be a long time before a
field like that comes up again.

I know. That's why I will
find another way. I promise.

Your projections and
plans were admired.

I... I was the stumbling
block, I'm afraid.

Please... Let me at least
gift you this suit.

I wouldn't hear of it! Sell your suits
to your customers, Mr Selfridge.

Miss Webb, I've probably done everything
wrong that's possible to do today.

Let me do one good thing.

Please.

This one occasion.

~ Only.
~ Thank you.

You have an excellent eye.

~ Been here before?
~ Once.

There is Victor himself. He
used to work for my father.

~ Some drinks?
~ Yes, sure.

We need drinks. You have
Miss Selfridge in the house.

Send someone over, please.

Some people, eh?

~ Serge.
~ Delighted to see you again.

I feel I should tell you.

I went back to my father-in-law to
give him a last chance to invest.

Oh. Am I surplus to
requirements, then?

He refused me again. In fact,
we had a bit of a falling-out.

He warned me to keep away from you.

Was he right?

The man holds a grudge.

As far as I'm concerned, it's
all water under the bridge.

What I need to know is does
it affect your offer to me?

Not at all. In fact, I'm glad to
see you've got a mind of your own.

Let's pick up where we
left off today, shall we?

Can you gather the family in the
drawing room, please, Fraser?

Certainly, Mr Selfridge.

Don't you think you've had enough?

Elsa.

What is he doing?

~ Let me go.
~ I'll deal with this.

We asked for drinks. Can we have
some service, please, Mr Colleano?

I don't work for
Selfridge's any more.

And my guests address me as Victor.

I'll get to you as soon as I'm ready.

Violette.

What's he talking to Victor about?

Come on, pull yourself together.

Hello, Victor.

Hello, Agnes.

Your wife's here.

Henri, please, let's go home.

Please.

Where on earth has Serge got to?

My friends were looking
forward to meeting him.

~ I thought he was with you.
~ No. They can meet him another time.

~ Marie!
~ Darling.

Are you back in your apartment now?

A rather large hotel
bill arrived here.

Charged to my son.

I think I mentioned something
to Harry about it.

My apartment is being decorated.

In any case, I am sure he will not begrudge
his new family the comforts of home.

Gordon!

I have some news that I want
to share with the family.

~ I'm glad you're here, Marie.
~ What is it, Pa?

I intend to bid for a
field in West London.

For Serge's aerodrome?

Something far more important.

A lasting tribute to
your mother's memory.

To build houses for heroes
returning from war.

Rose would approve entirely, son.

~ Does Serge know about this?
~ He does.

And I want you all to know.

I intend on pursing this
venture, come what may.

Isn't that Selfridge's son-in-law?

Yes. I've taken him under my wing.

Interesting piece of information.

Selfridge is thinking of investing
in a charitable housing project.

And he's going to bid
for some land in Acton.

Nothing in that for you!

On the contrary.

I'm going to help him
dig his own grave.

Selfridge's is launching
our biggest beauty event.

You haven't slept in 24 hours now.

~ Some things you don't want to know.
~ I have to.

~ I heard you were back.
~ Did you miss me?

Stay away from me, Loxley.

Did you tell Loxley
about the project?

~ I was just trying to help.
~ I don't want your help!

You want a job.

~ They gave my job to a girl.
~ Someone ought to do something.

The war's changed him.
He frightens me.

You're very kind, Mr Selfridge.

Harry, please.

Nancy.

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