All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S02E11 The Fruits of Love WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

[stately music]

[clock ticking]

[snoring]

- What on earth?

- Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Hudson.

Just wanted the paper.

- Well the lass has read it.

With her ladyship out on a call,

surely I can be allowed
five minutes, Rose.

- It's for Miss Elizabeth,
Mr. Hudson.

- Miss Elizabeth?

What does she want with
The Times newspaper?

- She wants to see the
business bit about stocks

and shares and that.

- Absolute nonsense.

Another of her crazies,
I suppose.

What'll it be next?

- Football, perhaps.

Chelsea for the cup.

- There is no cause for you
to be impertinent, Rose.

Off you go, now.

- I got it.
- Oh, good.

Cafiers lively but unreliable.

Nervous profit-taking
eroded their true values.

A bullish sentiment
prevailing in American rails.

Some operators burnt their
fingers in Balkan Oil.

- Ooh.

- Oh, I'm afraid that's me.

Beware of dabbling in
Balkan Oil, Rose.

- I'm sure I don't know
what you see in all that.

It sounds like a foreign
language to me.

- It is.

Mr. Karekin is teaching
it to me.

- Oh? Thought you said
you didn't like him.

- No, I don't exactly like him,

but he has got a sort
of animal magnetism.

And he is being very helpful
about my investments.

Great Aunt Marion left
me a few shares

and it's most important
that I understand

all about the city so that
I can make money on them.

- I'd have thought you had
enough of that already.

- Oh no, Rose, not half enough.

Not of my own.

Without money I'll
stay trapped here

in the fond embrace of my family

until I just fade away
into nothingness.

I've got to escape.

- You don't have
such a bad life.

- But I'm so useless.

And so bored. I have
a horrible life.

- What about me, then?

- You've got a job to do, Rose.

How I envy you.

- It's yours any time
you like, Miss Lizzie.

- You don't see how
lucky you are.

- No, I don't.

Your frogged sealskin,
Miss Elizabeth.

- I mean, when you've cleaned
and dusted the morning room.

- And the drawing room
and the stairs,

changed the linens, seen--

- You can say to yourself
proudly, I, Rose Buck,

have done all this by myself.

Gosh, look at the time. I
must dash or I'll be late.

Mr. Karekin likes punctuality.

- From what I've heard of him,
that's not what all he likes.

You mark my words.

He'll want his pound of flesh.

- Rose, sometimes you
really are rather a goose.

- I will not go.

- Margot, please.

You were not asked here
in the first place,

and I thought we had
agreed that it was wiser

not to meet again.

- I can't do without you.

- You've managed to do without
my four or five predecessors.

- Oh, what a vile,
cruel thing to say.

After all I've done for you.

Without me you wouldn't exist,

socially, I mean.

- And without me, you and
your husband would be bankrupt

instead of very comfortably
off, indeed.

It was a mutually convenient
arrangement,

and it is now over.

- Oh, don't say that, please.

- I do say that.

[doorbell rings]

There's my visitor
now. Please go.

- I shall wait for
you in the bedroom.

- You will not.

- So I've been replaced already?

- If you don't go, immediately,

I shall telephone your husband.

- Dirty little Jew boy.

- Mrs. Kirbridge.

-[Julius] My dear
Mrs. Kirbridge.

- Who was that?

- Ah, another lady
seeking advice.

- You have a lot of ladies
seeking advice.

- Of course.

There's, er, safety in numbers.

And, er,

I always try to please.

- She didn't look very
pleased to me.

- Can you blame her?

Your youthful beauty would make

the moon, herself,
pale with envy.

[laughing]

- What, on the nose trick.

Very ill-mannered to
make a lady laugh

when she's drinking champagne.

- My humble apologies.

Oh.

You haven't done so
badly this week.

East Rand Central
made a nice spurt.

- But what about Balkan Oil
and our poor concessions?

- I sold on Tuesday.

We can buy them back again
when they hit the bottom.

Unfortunately, the market is
very nervous at the moment.

If only the conservatives
had won the election.

- Oh father and mother
were desole, of course,

but I thought they
did rather well.

After all, the liberals only
have a tiny majority now.

- Oh, that's still dangerous

with that terrible little
Welshman in the cabinet.

- I think he's rather funny.

Did you read what he
said about dukes?

A fully equipped duke
costs as much to keep up

as two dreadnolls, and dukes
are just as great at error,

and they last longer.

- Hmm, all the same,
Lloyd George and Churchill

are spending more on
unemployment insurance

than they are on re-armaments.

They're pacifists at heart.

- But father says the
Tories have been able

to force the government to
re-arm the Turkish navy.

- Does he, indeed?

- Well, that should help
our concessions.

- Yes, he

didn't say who had
got the contract?

- I don't think so.

- Could it be Armstrong's?

- Armstrong's? What are they?

- You know, I think it's very
fortunate for this country

that people like father
and your grandfather

have always had such a
say in defense matters.

- You seem to have studied
the history of my family.

- Oh, I like to know the
form before I place a bet.

- Are you betting on me?

- I may.

I've always found the
combination of beauty and high
birth

very attractive.

- Snob.

- Of course.

My father was an Armenian
carpet merchant.

- I may be an earl's
granddaughter, but I'm not
beautiful.

[speaking foreign language]

Anyway, beauty's only sin-deep.

- Not original.

I, too, read the Westminster
Gazette.

- Do you know, I
think my parents

might almost approve of you.

Would you like to meet them?

- I would like to meet them,

but they wouldn't approve of me.

- How do you know?

- Well, because they
would think as you thought

when you first met me, that
I was a dirty, foreign Jew,

my hands soiled with filthy
lucre trying to ingratiate

myself with them.

And they would be right.

Except for the fact that
I'm not actually a Jew.

And they would immediately
jump to the conclusion

that I have my cunning,
predatory eye on their daughter.

- You're being absurd.

- Oh, no, I'm not.

- They would be right again.

That mouth,

those gray, green eyes.

The way your hair

grows off your forehead,

I find them

strangely disturbing.

- Rose said you'd want
your pound of flesh.

- Rose,

not without a thorn.

[speaking foreign language]

- Julius, I have a daughter.

- Lots of married ladies
have daughters.

- But she's not my
husband's child.

She was a mistake.

- We won't make any mistakes,

Elizabeth.

- Morning, Miss Elizabeth.

[clock chimes]

[snoring]

- The light of all the
love in the world

seemed to flood the lady's face.

She bent over and kissed
him and smoothed his cheek

with her velvet cheek.

She moved so that
her curly lashes

might touch his bare neck.

[moans]

Sh.

Then, a madness of tender
caressing seized her.

She purred as a tiger
might have done,

while she undulated
like a snake.

She touched him with
her fingertips.

She kissed his throat.

His wrists.

The palms of his hands.

His eyelids, his hair.

-[Julius] Here, here.

- Strange, subtle kisses sound
like the kisses of women.

[laughing]

And often between her purrings,
she muttered love words

in some strange, fierce
language of her own.

[speaking foreign language]

What?

- It's an old Armenian
love word.

[speaking foreign language]

[laughing]

Where did you get that
trashy nonsense?

- From your bookcase,

presumably left here by
one of your other ladies.

Well, you can hardly
deny there were others.

- No, I don't. But
never one like you.

- Ooh, I wonder how many
times these walls

have heard that old line.

- Never, I swear it.

- Oh, you are a joker,
not serious.

But I don't blame those
other ladies.

You are utterly adorable.

- And you are ticklish.

- No, don't, don't, please!

[giggling]

- What I begin to wonder.

- Oh.

- Your parents.

Or do you often do this?

- You Armenian peasant.

Oh, Rose will make it all right.

Rose is a brick.

- You really trust Rose.

- I think she's the only
person in this whole wide world

I really do trust.

- There you are, Mr. Hudson.

- Oh, thank you, Rose.

Oh, Rose?

I am informed by the
kitchen that Miss Elizabeth

hasn't touched her breakfast.

- No, Mr. Hudson.

She isn't--

isn't feeling very peckish.

Just a little upset.

- Apparently Mrs. Kirbridge
isn't feeling quite herself,

my lady, and she's spending
the morning in bed.

- Oh, she should go
see the doctor.

Well, I'll go up and see her.

- Rose also mentioned
that Mrs. Kirbridge

was having a wee nap just
at the moment, madame.

- Ah, well that's the
best cure there is.

- Madame.

Good morning, sir.
- Morning, Hudson.

Not going out, are you?
- No, why?

- Geoffrey Dillon wants
to see both of us.

- I can't think why me.

- Something about your
father's will.

He's due at 11:30.

- I don't know where
that man of mine

hides all my cravats.

- Why don't you ask him
to come in and show you?

- Now, Elizabeth, that
would hardly be right.

- I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

- Really, you have no
sense of propriety.

- Oh, come back to me.

Forget the [mumbles]
for just one day.

- You don't seem to understand,

the market has already
been open for over an hour

and I missed one
important meeting already.

Ah, and that Kafias
consoles dividend

is being declined in an hour.

- Quelle disaster.

Think of all those lively
but unreliable cafiers

running wild all over the
floor of the stock exchange

without you there to calm them.

I know, I will come to
the city with you.

One moment I shall be a
bear, growling and snarling

and pulling down cafiers and
consoles and foreign rails

by the millions, with my
sharp, ruthless claws.

And the next moment
I shall be a bull,

charging in among all
those jobbers and brokers

and stuffy old top-hatters,
tossing portfolios

of equities and
industrials high in the air

with one flick of my
gilt-edged sword.

- Goodbye, Elizabeth.

Loris will look after you.

- Can I come back?

- Of course, my darling.

- Tonight?

- Yes, not too early. After six.

- Now, under the terms
of your father's will,

of which I am the executor,

the principal beneficiary
is your brother Hugo,

the present Lord Sutfer.

- Yes, of course.

- Your mother has been
amply provided for

and you, yourself, in effect,
will cede John's legacy

under the terms of your
marriage settlement.

I should explain
about the estate,

the lands situated in
Wiltshire, the freehold

property in London and Bristol,

the heirlooms, pictures,
furniture,

et cetera, belonging to
the family are entailed

on your brother and his
heirs and are not

therefore realizable for
the payment of vestiges.

Which, I'm sorry to say,
are considerable

owing to the new and I'm
bound to say punitive

legislation introduced by
the present chancellor.

-[Marjorie] Oh, that
thief, Lloyd George.

- Right.

- In a codicil to his
will, your father

laid it upon me as a
trust that the estate

should be handed over
free of all debt

so that on his succession
to the earldom,

Lord Ashby should be clear of
all financial embarrassment.

-[Marjorie] We all know
Hugo's in debt.

- Over 100,000 pounds.

- What?

- I have to raise a
great deal of money,

quickly and in cash.

Now, there are 17 lease-hold
properties,

all here in Westminster
purchased by your father,

Lady Marjorie, in 1872
and not within the entail.

I shall be forced to put them
on the market immediately.

This house is among them.

I thought you should be
acquainted with this fact at
once.

- You mean, you're going
to sell this house?

-[Geoffrey] The remaining
60 odd years of the lease.

- But my father meant
me to have this house

for my lifetime.

He's often told me so.
You can't sell it.

- I'm afraid I can and must.

His assurance to you, though
I'm sure it was sincere

at the time, is not reflected
in his will,

nor was his intention
incorporated

in your marriage settlement.

- I'm sure we pay Hugo
a proper rent,

he'll agree to let us
go on living here.

- Yes, I'll talk to him when
he gets back from Canada.

- Elusive as your brother
is apt to prove,

I have been able to contact him

while he was staying in
a town called Canterbury

for some cattle show.

He will not be returning
before the summer

and he has accepted my
suggestions in their entirety.

- Then I shall also
contact him immediately.

- That is well.

Naturally you will be
offered first refusal

on the purchase of these.

- For how much?

- On the open market it should
realize some 5,600 pounds.

- Five thousand six
hundred pounds?

We shall have to pay
for it out of my wife's

marriage settlement.

- Not unless you make
abdication to break the trust,

which I, as a trustee,
should strongly oppose.

As you very well know, Richard,

the capital is settled
on your two children,

though of course, Lady Marjorie,

you receive the interest
on your lifetime.

- What would you advise,
Sir Geoffrey?

- In this matter, I am
acting on behalf of

the Suthold Estate.

It would be most improper,
not to say unethical,

for me to offer advice
of any kind.

I must be on my way.

I'm sorry to bring you
news which I realize

can hardly be agreeable,
but I have my duty to do.

- Goodbye.

- Oh, Hudson, please
show Sir Geoffrey out.

-[Hudson] Yes, sir.

- If you'd care to
consider the matter

and let me know your decision
within, say, two weeks?

Goodbye, Richard.

-[Richard] Goodbye.

- There's no other way.

We'll just have to raise
the money, that's all.

Don't you agree?

- I think it best, until we've
given some thought to this

not to mention it to the
children, or the servants.

- I'm so happy, Rose.

I'm sorry I've shocked you,

but I've never been so happy
ever before in my whole life.

I'm tingling all over
with happiness

and I don't feel the tiniest
pang of remorse or guilt or,

oh don't go, Rosie, you're
the only person I can talk to.

- Am I? What about him, then?

- He laughed when I
told him about you

saying he'd want his
pound of flesh.

- I'm sure he did.

- I wonder why bodies
are so important.

He says, there can
be no real love

until two bodies are joined
together in perfect union.

- Is that what you're
gonna tell your parents?

- Oh, they mustn't know, Rose.

-[Rose] How do you think
I'm gonna keep--

- And none of the
other servants.

Oh, not that they could
ever find out.

- Oh? That's what her
ladyship thought.

But we all knew about
her and the captain.

- What did you say, Rose?

- Nothing.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.
- Tell me.

I've told me my secrets,
now you tell me yours.

Rose!

- Where's Elizabeth?

- She's not down yet.

Fancy she's not feeling
very well.

- What, again?

I hope there's nothing
really wrong with that girl.

- No, I think it's just, well,

she's very highly strung.

- As though we haven't
worry enough.

- She's been through a lot.

- Of course she's been
through a lot.

And who's fault was
that? Not ours, surely.

- It's no good bringing
all that up.

We've got to go on helping her.

- I'm sorry, I thought we were.

We provide food and lodging
for her and her child,

not to speak of nanny
and nursery maid.

We pay her husband a reasonable
pension to keep him happy,

and I still pay her allowance.

In spite of the fact
that she's married, 23,

has capital of her own, and I--

Morning, Elizabeth.

- Good morning, mother.

Good morning, father.

- And how are you feeling,
darling? A little better?

- What?

Oh, yes, much better,
thank you mother.

It was just a, I don't
quite know what it was.

- Luncheon is served, my lady.

- Thank you, Hudson.
There we are, come along.

- Father, I want to
ask you something.

- Uh?

- When we have the tax to
build our lovely new navy,

who do you think is going
to get the contract?

- What an extraordinary
question.

Well, since you want to know,

I feel fairly sure it
will be Armstrong's.

- It is Armstrong's.

- You're brilliant, now.
Don't take off your coat.

We're going out.

- Where? What for?

- Oh, I think you
deserve a present.

- A present, what sort
of a present, Julius?

- Oh, a very special
sort of present.

- Tell, please.

- Oh, no, no. Come and
see for yourself.

-[Elizabeth] Well,
it's a hat shop.

-[Julius] Yes.

I've bought it, as
an investment,

together with what I'm sure

is a very competent staff.

-[Elizabeth] They're
rather dull, old hats.

-[Julius] Yes, that's
what I thought.

-[Elizabeth] What's it called?

-[Julius] Whatever you like.

- Whatever I like?

- It's yours, if you want it.

- Of course I want
it. I adore hats.

I've always adored hats, oh
Julius, I can't believe it.

- Paint it any color you like.

Choose whatever hats you like.

- Oh, you are a darling.

I shall make it the smartest,
the chicest,

the Frenchest hat
shop in London.

Is it really a present?

- Mm, shall we say a loan?

- A hat shop? But darling,
how quite extraordinary.

- Sounds great fun.
Whatever gave you the idea?

- I happened to meet someone
who offered me the job

and, I do need something to do.

-[Marjorie] Yes, but--

- I'll be back in time to
see the baby in the evenings

and I'll have half a day
a week and every weekend.

- It's just that I've
never thought of--

- Your daughter running
a hat shop.

- You're out of date, my dear.

It's all the fashion to
have a shop these days.

- Where is your shop, darling?

- It's just off Brook Street.

- Brook Street?

[speaking foreign language]

- Oh.

-[Richard] What's it called?

- I haven't really thought.

- You haven't thought?

- They're letting me rename it,

to give it a new, sort
of fresh look.

What do you think
of Madame Lisette?

- Well, I really don't
know, darling.

I've never had to
name a hat shop.

- What about Paris Modes?

Mode de Paris.

- No, no, it must be
Madame something.

They always are.

- What about, er, Madame
Yvonne. There's French for you.

- Madame--

- I know what made
you think of that.

When I first met your
father in Paris,

he had a dreadful common
girlfriend called Yvonne.

- She was the daughter
of a minister.

- She was still common.
And she had dyed hair.

- Well, I admit.
I'd done better.

- I should hope so.

- Father's dreadful
common girlfriend

shall be immortalized.

Madame Yvonne it is.

- Can I help you, madame?

- Well, I read about
this place in the sketch.

It's all very nice and modern,
I must say, like it said.

And now, I want something
really nice from Paris.

Let's try that one.

I don't mind paying if
it's the right thing.

That's what my husband
always says.

You've got to pay for quality.

- Oh, now we could make
a good copy of that one.

I know a buyer who has
some wonderful feathers,

really very cheap.

- Wouldn't it be easier
just to go to Paris

and buy half a dozen of each?

- Oh, no, madame.

I mean, the prices they
charge are ruinous.

Some people go over and just
buy one, as a model, to copy.

- Is that allowed?

- Well, who's to stop it?

I mean, only one in a
hundred hats sold in London

is actually made in France.

The important thing is that
the customers think they are.

- And can say they are
to their friends.

- Of course.

You know, madame, we should
be thinking about Ascot.

- Ascot, in February?

Look, we've got a customer.

- Just watch and listen, madame.

Keep yourself in reserve
for the coup de gras.

- Oh, if you ask me, I look
a bit like an old hayrick.

- Perhaps something a little
more important, madame.

Ah.

[speaking foreign language]

Lady Ripan chose one in this
style only this morning.

- Oh, well if Lady's Ripan's
got one, I don't want--

- Oh, but of course, not
in the same material.

- Ah.

- Now, let me see.

Perhaps

a bow

here,

and enriched with some
pink feathers.

- Ah, that's more like it, eh?

- Charming.

- It's for our do.

Well, it's a housewarming,
really.

We've just got a big
place in the country.

And I've had Maples
do it throughout,

and all the gentry are coming.

Oh, yes.

That goes nicely with my sables.

- Yes, indeed.

- There's not many ladies
got nicer sables than these.

My husband, Sir Albert
Spennilove.

You'll have heard
of him, no doubt.

He was knighted in the
last year's Honors List.

He don't skimp me for nothing.

- Madame Yvonne.

- Oh.

- Lady Spennilove.

- Well, what do you think
of it, Madame Yvonne?

- Oh, it's perfect for
the big occasion.

- I'll take it.

Now how much?

- Five and a half guineas.

- Oh.

Well, it's er, it's stylish,
there's no doubt of that.

- It's straight from Paris.

- Make it pounds for
cash and I'll wear it.

- Very well.

Suzanne, would you wrap
Lady Spennilove's hat?

- Oh, thank you.

Do you know, I'd have taken
you for a lady anywhere.

- Well, I suppose
I am one, really.

- Well, fancy waiting
on other ladies

when you've got your girls.

- I don't tie bows for
everyone, Lady Spennilove,

only important customers.

- I must talk to you, madame,
when you have a moment.

- Would you excuse me?

- Well, that's all right.
We'll manage.

- Suzanne, look after
Lady Spennilove.

- That customer who's
just come in,

she's been sued by every
milliner in London.

Owes hundreds.

In my last place, we
took her to court

and were granted judgment,
but we never saw a penny

and never will.

So, madame, whatever you
do, don't give her credit.

- I think I know her.

- Mrs. Descort.

So sorry to keep you
waiting, madame.

- This one's really too hideous,

but I'll take the other four.

You'll kindly have them
sent round to my address.

You do know it, I think.

- Oui, madame.

But I am afraid in
this establishment

we do not allow customers
credit.

- Who's in charge of
this establishment?

- Madame Yvonne.

- I am informed you don't
allow customers credit.

- That is correct, madame.

- Then very soon, you
will have no customers.

I happen to know who
owns this shop.

I think an exception
can be made.

- I am in charge, and I'm sorry,

I cannot give you
credit, madame.

- Excuse me!

- Aren't you the Bellamy girl?

- Yes, madame.

- Ah.

- Mrs. Descort.

- Madame.

- She's stolen that hat.

- Her own has seven feathers.

Properly dressed, they're
worth far more

than the one she's taken.

She won't get them back
'till she's paid the bill,

which is never.

- You're very clever,
mademoiselle.

- You have to be, madame,
to survive in this business.

-[Hudson] Well, I never
thought the day would come

in my time when a member of
this family would go into trade.

-[Rose] Oh, it's considered
quite respectable

these days, Mr. Hudson.

- Well, in my opinion, it's
yet another manifestation

of the slackness in moral
values that has been

spreading over this country
like a malignant disease

during this present reign.

The scum of the earth,
having possessed themselves

of their ill-gotten gains in
the slaughterhouses of Chicago

and the back streets of
Johannesburg, come to this
country

and receive the homage
of society.

They even buy their way
into the drawing rooms

of the families of our
ancient aristocracy.

[bell rings]

Morning room.

Lady Marjorie has a caller.

- I'm so sorry to have
been the bearer

of such unpleasant news.

- Not at all.

It was very good of you to
take the trouble to call.

If I had a daughter, myself,

I know how distressed
I should be.

The man really is an
absolute outsider.

Peter and I--
- Quite.

Hudson, Mrs. Descort is leaving.

Goodbye, Mrs. Descort.

- Goodbye, Lady Marjorie.

- I've been to see
Evans at the bank.

There's not a hope in hell
of raising that money.

I think it's absolutely
monstrous

Hugo treating you like
this, his own sister.

- He probably couldn't help it.

- Of course he could help it.

The price of this house
means nothing to him,

nothing at all.

He could happily move
that amount in one evening

playing cards.

He's thoughtless, that's his
trouble. Always has been.

- It's no good getting
cross about it.

- No.

- We're very lucky to have
lived free all these years.

We'll just have to
use some capital.

- Well, we can't touch
your marriage settlement.

I really think Dillon might
have done something about that.

Are you listening, Marjorie?

- I'm sorry.

- There's not that much of
our own left to play with.

It's been dwindling away
at quite an alarming rate

these last few years.

- Surely we could
borrow something,

other than from the bank?

- Only at an extremely
high rate of interest,

which I simply can't afford.

Marjorie, we must find
somewhere cheaper to live.

- Do you really think
that'll be necessary?

- Yes, I do.

- Where?

- Well,

there are some very nice
squares in Paddington.

- Oh no, Richard. Not
north of the park.

- Chelsea?

- Only hooligans and
artists live in Chelsea.

- Kensington.

- I had a governess once,
lived in Kensington.

Oh dear, how depressing.

- Yes, I'm afraid it is.

Who was your caller?

- A woman called Mrs. Descort.

- Oh, of course, I thought
I recognized the face.

At least she gives poor Peter
Descort the hell of a time.

She was hailing a cab.
Quite extraordinary.

- She came to tell
me that Elizabeth

is living with a man
called Julius Karekin.

- Do you really think
that's true?

She's a dreadful gossip.

- Well, why should she
bother to lie about it?

- I don't know.

I read the Descorts have been
running this Karekin fellow

for all they're worth.

They haven't got a bean.

- And he's quite
beyond the pale.

A foreign commerciant
straight from the gutter.

- Better the gutter
than suburbia.

- It's not a joke, Richard.

I imagine there's been
some sort of bust-up

with this woman and she's
hell bent on revenge.

If Elizabeth has to misbehave,

why can't she choose
someone of her own class?

- I suppose it's bound
to get around.

- If you hired the town crier,

you couldn't do better
than Margot Descort.

-[Clerk] Oh, I'm
so sorry, madame,

I'm afraid we are closed.

-[Marjorie] It's,
quite all right.

I've just come to see my
daughter, Mrs. Kirbridge.

-[Clerk] Oh, I'm ever so sorry.

-[Marjorie] Thank you so much.

Elizabeth.

- Mother!

Oh,

how lovely to see you.

Oh, I wish you'd come earlier.

Let me show you everything.

- Elizabeth, who does
this shop belong to?

- Why do you want to know that?

- Because I do.

Your father and I have
heard a rumor.

- Oh, it's that Descort
woman, I might have guessed.

-[Marjorie] I don't
happen to like or trust

or believe Mrs. Descort.

- But you listen to her gossip.

- I had no choice.

And all the rest of London
in a few days.

- This shop belongs to
Mr. Julius Karekin,

and I am his mistress.

Or, as Mrs. Descort might
have put it, his kept woman,

as she was before me.

But, I expect you
guessed all that already.

Because you don't know him,

you think he's a common
little foreign upstart

businessman and dishonest,
at that.

Because I know him,
I can tell you

that he's funny and
intelligent and generous,

and as much of a gentleman
as any of your friends

and I've never been
so happy in my life.

I knew that you and father
wouldn't approve of him.

That's why I didn't
tell you about him.

Look, you better come inside.

Oh, don't worry Mother,

you needn't look over
your shoulder.

He's not about to pounce
on you from the shadows.

He's not coming this evening.

He's got a dinner or something.

- Don't you see?

He's just a climber.
He's using you.

- Of course.

I'm using him. We're
very frank about it.

- You can never marry
him, darling.

- No, that's a definite
asset in both our eyes.

- Don't you see what
damage it will do?

- Oh, you mean to you?

To the family [mumbles].

I should have thought
that after all my previous

misdemeanors, there was
hardly a square inch

left for me to blot.

Or is it done?

- Oh, Elizabeth, please
be serious.

It's yourself you're
damaging, your whole future.

You'll become an outcast.

You'll lose all your friends.

- Perhaps I shall discover
who my real friends are.

-[Marjorie] You won't
be received in society.

You won't be able to
go anywhere ever again.

- Oh, if you mean set my
foot on the squadron lawn

or strut about like a
bedraggled peahen

on the royal enclosured
Ascot, I shall be delighted.

-[Marjorie] Of course
I didn't mean--

- And the thought of
spending endless weekends

making polite conversation
with the hunters and shooters

makes me positively
groan with boredom.

- But darling, if you ever
wanted to get married again--

- You've just said it, Mother.

I'm unmarriageable.

By an unfortunate accident,
I have a child by another man

and my husband knows about it.

While we keep his mouth shut
with a comfortable pension,

do you think Lawrence
is going to give me

grounds to divorce?

Why should he?

And if I ask him to divorce me,

I would be just as much a
scarlet woman as I am now.

The only hope of getting
free seems to be

to go out and shoot him.

Oh, Lawrence's head
would make a nice trophy.

I wonder how many
points he'll make.

-[Marjorie] Don't be ridiculous.

- Oh, don't you see, Mother?

I'm trapped.

Do you want me to sit
at home forever

and wither away 'till I'm
a bitter old maid like

Princess Victoria?

It's all so unfair.

If I were a man, it wouldn't
matter a bit.

Uncle Hugo spent his whole
life seducing every woman

in sight and everyone thinks
he's a hell of a fellow.

But I get pilloried
because I go to bed

with a man that I
like very much.

- I know, but you should try to

discipline yourself, darling.

Hundreds of women are
in the same position.

- They're miserable.

I'm happy.

Anyway, perhaps they
don't feel as I do.

Why doesn't somebody tell
girls about their bodies?

- You learn about that
sort of thing naturally

when you're married.

- Advice to an English
maiden on her marriage bed,

shut your eyes, grit your
teeth, and Rule Brittania.

- Don't be vulgar.

- I didn't learn anything
on my marriage bed.

- I know, darling, your
father and I know

what you've been through
and of course we want you

to be happy.

But this is just a
silly infatuation.

- You're so much more
beautiful than I am.

- Nonsense.

- You're attractive.

Haven't you ever had
an infatuation?

- I've never given way
to a mere indulgence.

- Was Captain Hammond
not a mere indulgence?

- How on earth do you know
about Captain Hammond?

- Rose told me.

She didn't mean to. It
was just an accident.

It just slipped out.

And it wasn't just Rose,
all the servants knew.

Don't you see? We're the
same sort of people, really.

- I'm not very proud of my
friendship with Charles Hammond.

But I stopped in time.

I realized what a
lot I had to lose.

- I have nothing to
lose that I care about.

-[Marjorie] Your self respect.

- I think I've gained that.

- I never let it
become a scandal.

I stuck to the rules.

- Oh, your rules.
What hypocrisy.

So long as nobody knows
about it, it's all right.

- That's just what Charles said.

- Did he? I'd liked
to have met him.

-[Marjorie] He's dead.

- You were lucky you
had such loyal servants

and such a devoted husband.

- Your father doesn't
know about it.

He must never know.

- Oh, I won't tell him.

But I bet he did know.

Father's deep, he
doesn't miss much.

But he'd never do anything
to hurt you.

- I know.

Elizabeth, do something for me.

I've brought the car with me.

Come home with me.

-[Elizabeth] If you
will receive Julius.

Give him a chance.

- Not in any circumstances.

It wouldn't--

it wouldn't do, darling.

- You'd best wash your
hands of me, Mother.

You'll be much happier.

Oh, god, help me.

- It's a great pity you
had to have a disagreement

with your mother.

- Oh, we're always
disagreeing. We're like that.

It's no good not being
honest, is it?

- Mm, perhaps not, but it's
easy enough to break a bridge.

And it takes a long
time to build it again.

- If you'd heard the
things she said about you.

She doesn't even know you.

- It's quite, quite usual.

- Well, it shouldn't be.

Why are people always
so beastly?

- People like your mother,
all her class of persons,

they are frightened and
a little jealous of us.

- Jealous.

- Yes, yes as a threat
to what Lord Northcliff's

young men are pleased to call
the bastions of privilege.

Our success in commerce
is beginning to give us

an influence in the running
of the country

and they see us as a threat
to their absolute power

over government, over society,

something which they have
come to regard as theirs,

absolutely, by some
divine right.

That's why they pretend that
anyone who works in commerce

and makes money must be
unclean and untouchable.

They don't believe it, of
course, but it's a way of

protecting their

their bastions.

- It's all nonsense.

- Of course.

Look, there's Rose.

- May I help you, mademoiselle?

- I was just lookin'--

- Oh, how lovely to see you.

Come in.

Now, you know Mr., oh
yes of course you do.

- How do you do, sir?

- Hello, Rose.

- I've got to talk to you,
please, Miss Elizabeth.

- Oh, it's quite
all right, Rose.

- Well,

it looks like we've
got to leave 165.

- Got to leave the house? Why?

- Well, I've only got it
from Mr. Hudson so far,

but he says your uncle,
Lord Ashby,

I should say Lord
Southhold, says your parents

have got to buy the
lease or something

and your pa says they
can't afford it.

And the lawyer's there
and everything.

- How incredible.

- They've been out all
morning looking at houses

in Kensington.

- Can you see mother
in Kensington?

- Well, there must be something
there and that's a fact,

'cause Mr. Hudson had
us all in for a lecture

about tightening our belts,
wasting not and wanting not,

and I'm maybe gonna
lose my housemaid.

Mr. Watkins is worried
they might sell the Rolls,

and Mrs. Bridges is
in a terrible state

'cause they've cut her
cream to two pints a day.

She's talking about retirement

and boarding houses by the sea.

I think you ought to come
home, Miss Elizabeth.

- Yes, Rose, so do I.

Look, while I pack a few things,

you go and choose a
hat for yourself.

- Oh.

- Any one you like.

- No, Miss Elizabeth, I can't.

- Of course you can. I
want to give you one.

Mademoiselle?

- Oui, madame.

- This is a friend
of mine, Miss Buck.

- Bonjour.

- I want her to choose any hat
in the shop that she likes.

- Of course, madame.

Miss Buck, please.

- I must go back.

You do see that, Julius? I
must rush back with Rose.

- Yes, you must go,
but not rush.

We live our lives in
a series of rushes,

like the infant Moses.

- That's not original. I, too,
read the Westminster Gazette.

- As I imagine Mr.
Hudson would say,

more haste, less speed.

Now, let's just think
about it very carefully.

Like Rose is thinking
about that hat.

-[Geoffrey] I see from your
letter that you don't wish

to make an offer for
the lease of this house.

- That is correct.

Quite simply, we
can't afford it.

- You are quite sure?

There's still time to
change your mind.

In that case, I have
a purchaser.

- Already?

- Oh, yes indeed.

A very good property
at a very good price.

Soon snapped up.

- How soon do we have
to leave, to give--

-[Geoffrey] Vacant possession?

- Yes, vacant possession.

- I'm not sure that that
will be necessary now.

- What on earth do you mean?

- I took the liberty of
bringing the prospective

purchaser with me.

- I was eavesdropping
at the keyhole. It's me!

- Elizabeth? I--

Now if this is some
sort of elaborate game,

I'm going to be very--

- No, honestly Father,
the house is to be mine.

- She knows she can't touch
the marriage settlement money.

- It's a present

from Julius.

- Elizabeth, you can't
possibly let him.

- But you can't stop him,
Mother. Can she, Sir Geoffrey?

- The deed of gift is
already being drafted.

And I am going to
give it to you.

I know how much you love
this house and so do I

and so does James, and
think of all the money

you've spent on me over
the years and Lucy.

Well, it's the least
I could do to try

and repay you a little.

- I don't know what to
say. I really don't.

I'd have to speak to
your father about it.

- Well, don't be too long

or I shall let it
to somebody else.

- Richard, we can't
possibly accept.

- Now, just a moment
dearest, just a moment.

Geoffrey, are you quite
sure this is all right?

- Mr. Karekin has already
put down a deposit

and is quite ready to complete.

Assigning the lease by deed
of gift to Mrs. Kirbridge.

- Sir Geoffrey, what
sort of man is he?

- Very agreeable, very able.

One of the most able men in
the city of London, I'm told.

And becoming a very rich one.

- You got along with
him all right, did you?

- My dear Richard,
in my profession

it would be unwise not
to get along all right

with a very able, rich man.

And if I may say so,
this is the sort of man

who can be very useful
to the conservative party

in the future.

Very useful, indeed.

- Well, Rose, I must say I
find it all very peculiar.

Very peculiar, indeed.

Still, it's not our
place to question

the family's financial
arrangements.

We should thank God
for small blessings.

- Small blessings?

It's a bloody great
big blessing.

- Yes, quite.

[doorbell rings]

The front door.

Rose, you must bring
up the tea directly.

Those were her ladyship's
orders.

-[Marjorie] Do try some of Mrs.
Bridge's seed cake, Julius.

It's absolutely scrumptious.

- Thank you.

- I'm so glad you were able
to visit us, Mr. Karekin.

-[Julius] The pleasure
is mutual, Lady Marjorie,

I assure you.

- I wonder if you
would care to come

and have luncheon with me one
day in the House of Commons.

There are one or two people
I'd very much like you to meet.

- I shall be delighted,
Mr. Bellamy.

-[Richard] Well,
that's splendid.

Now, apart from a good
lunch, I hope you'll find...

[stately music]