All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S02E12 The Wages of Sin WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

[orchestral music]

[plates clattering]

- Give us a hand Ruby.

Where's Mr. Hudson?

- Just coming.

- Oh Ruby, look at
those sandwiches!

Doorsteps!

- Bread's new, Mrs. Bridges.

It's as thin as I could cut it.

- You didn't put fish
paste on both sides?

- Oh no.

- Fetch me the cake plate.

Joan, handles all the same way.

The tea cups!

Lean I hope.

Here, somebody's
been at my cake!

- It's not me.

- It was bigger than
that yesterday!

Five slices I cut.

Somebody's been in my larder!

Hm!

I'll soon find out who's had it.

There're six eggs in that cake.

[all three women chattering]

[voice obscured by other women]

- My feet.

Oh, how lovely.

- Hungry, eh, Sarah?

- Bleeding ravenous.

- You've been at my
cake, haven't you?

- No I haven't.

- You have.

Well?

- Oh, no you mention it,
last night I was feeling

a bit peckish.

- I'll have a lock put
on that larder door,

you see if I don't.

- Oh, I'm tired.

- Well, look at you
getting fat as a pudding.

- Well that's one way of
getting a new uniform eh,

Mrs. Bridges?

If I grow out of this one.

Better get the baby's tea ready.

-[Joan] I'll take the
tray up for you Sarah.

-[Sarah] Aw, would you
Joan, you're a love.

- No you don't Joan.

It's not your job to carry
nursery trays up and down.

Not in this house.

- She'll only go and
drop it again--

- Ruby.

-[Mrs. Bridges] What
did you say?

- It's just that I dropped
the nursery tray this morning

that's all Mrs. Bridges.

I was feeling a big giddy.

Nothing broke, it was just a
bit of oatmeal on the liner

and I wiped it up straight away.

- Giddy were you.

That'll do you two, out.

Put on the kettle for tea Ruby.

Joan count how many spoons
she puts in the pot.

She runs out of fingers
after five.

And shut the door behind you.

Hm.

Now then Sarah.

- I'm just gonna get
the baby's tea, Mrs. B.

- Nanny hasn't rung
yet, has she?

- No, Mrs. Bridges.

What you staring at me for?

- Do you know what
I think, Sarah?

I think you're eating for two.

Am I right?

- I don't know what you're
talking about!

- Oh yes you do my girl.

I've noticed, I'm not blind.

You've been putting on
weight, haven't you?

Eating in between meals,
dropping trays.

Feeling a bit dicky in the
mornings, I should be surprised.

Mr. Hudson you're just in time.

- In time for what Mrs. Bridges?

Surely servant's all tea isn't
for another five minutes yet.

- Mrs. Bridges, please--

- In time for what Mrs. Bridges?

- Just in time to hear
our Sarah's news.

She's eating for two again.

Aren't you?

- Is this true Sarah?

- Just 'cause I want
a bit of cake.

- Sarah, I demand
a simple answer.

Are you or are you
not expecting?

- What if I am?

- Yeah, what did I tell you?

- I am shocked Sarah.

Shocked to my very fiber!

- It wasn't my fault.

-[Mrs. Bridges] The cry
of the hussy Mr. Hudson.

It's never her fault.

You're talking to me
and Mr. Hudson my girl.

We know you don't get babies
while smelling the flowers.

- It's not fair ya know, it's
always me what's put upon,

ever since I first
come to this house.

-[Mr. Hudson] Sarah!

- Oh go on sack me.

I don't care.

Wish I could die.

You sack me without a character.

- Character, it's a bit too
late to talk about character!

- Mrs. Bridges!

- It's the truth.

Now come along, who is it?

- Well?

- I'm not saying.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Don't
know which of many, eh?

- Yes.

- Mrs. Bridges please.

- Well, the little trollop!

- Last time you wasn't
horrible, you was understanding

last time.

- Last time was bad luck.

This time it looks like
it's becoming a bad habit.

- Now that's enough
Mrs. Bridges.

Sarah in view of
the generous way

the family has treated you--

- Generous?

- Over the business
with Captain James.

- Well they kept you on,
they looked after you.

- They had to!

It was his fault, their son's!

Partly, wasn't it?

- Well it wasn't this
time, was it?

- You can't expect any help
from upstairs this time Sarah.

It'll have to be reported.

[Sarah cries dramatically]

Now stop that Sarah!

You'll make yourself
ill, stop it!

Now please.

There now, that's better.

Now then, who is the father?

What manner of person?

- Pardon?

- Who done it?

- What manner of person?

He was, well, it wasn't
my fault, Mr. Hudson.

I just went out on Nanny's
afternoon off.

-[Mr. Hudson] And left the baby?

- Only for a few minutes,
Ruby kept an eye on her.

I just went round the corner
to get some gripe water.

- In my day we made our own.

- Well the chemist didn't
have none, Pierson's.

So I went up Night's Bridge and
he didn't have none neither.

- Oh?

Must have been an outbreak
of wind all over Belgravia.

-[Mr. Hudson] Go on, my girl.

- Well, I'd gone so far
it seemed daft to go home

empty handed, so I
walked along Piccadilly.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Oh yes.

- And I just got as far
as the Burlington Arcade

when it started to rain.

Pouring stair rods it was.

Belting down buckets.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Go on.

- Was this man, in there.

- In the arcade?

-[Sarah] Yeah.

He was sheltering and all

- What sort of a man?

He was a tough.

He was a real gent.

He had a silk hat on,
and a silk brolly.

Not young, not old neither.

Sort of man you could
really trust.

Very tall and distinguished
looking.

He had little bits of gray
hair around his temples

and little bits of baby
lamb all around his collar.

- If this distinguished
looking man possessed a hat

and an umbrella, why was he
sheltering from the rain?

- Quite.

- He was waiting for a hackney.

No, I tell a lie, he was
waiting for his carriage.

His own carriage.

Yeah, he was waiting
for his own carriage.

-[Mr. Hudson] And
he spoke to you?

- Yes, he offered me
a ride back here.

But he stopped on the way.

-[Mr. Hudson] Where did he stop?

- Outside his rooms.

Now, I don't know what
street it was Mr. Hudson,

it could have been Ebury
street, but then again,

it could have been Walton Place.

- And it could have
been High Street China.

- Well, I went in with him.

There didn't seem no harm in it.

It was pouring down rain and
I was ever so wet through.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Go on.

- Well, he offered
me some brandy.

Just to warm me up being as
how I was soaked to the skin.

-[Mr. Hudson] And then?

- Well, I'm not used
it Mr. Hudson.

Brandy, ya see, not me
being a poor servant girl.

Before I knew where I
was, I was back here.

It'd left off raining by then.

And he must have took
advantage of me.

Cruel advantage of a poor
servant girl while she was
just--

- Drunk.

- Oh no, only just a little
bit tiddly Mrs. Bridges.

And he was ever so
distinguished looking.

- You know, our Sarah reminds me

of the Salvation Army banner.

Thousands have been
this way before.

There is plenty of room
for thousands more.

- All right Mrs. Bridges.

- Don't be hard on me Mrs.
Bridges, you're a woman too,

have pity on me.

- It isn't for me to
have pity, my girl,

it's for them upstairs.

Lady Marjorie will have to be
told directly she gets back

from Biarritz.

- We will not wait for our
ladyship's return Mrs. Bridges.

I will have to tell
the master at once.

- Servants in child is for
women to talk about, Mr. Hudson.

- And discipline is for men
to talk about Mrs. Bridges.

Your tea is ready in
the morning sir.

- Thank you Hudson.

- If I might have a
word with you sir?

- I have a lot of work to do.

- It is rather important sir.

- I have to change the
entire text of a speech

for Thursday's debate,
can't the matter wait?

- It would be improper of me
not to inform you at once, sir.

- Has the roof fallen in?

- No sir.

- Is anybody dead?

- No sir.

- Well.

- I regret to report sir that
the nursery maid is pregnant.

- What did you say?

- Sarah is expecting
a child sir.

Again.

- Oh god no.

-[Mr. Hudson] I regret so, sir.

- Are you sure?

- She has confessed to it sir.

- And has she confessed
who is responsible.

- She's somewhat unspecific
on that point sir.

A chance encounter, I
understand, with a man

who offered her shelter
from the rain.

- How far advanced is she?

- I would estimate some
five to six months, sir.

- Well you were quite
right to tell me, Hudson,

but it really is a
matter for her ladyship.

- I am confident
that her ladyship

will be extremely upset, sir.

- Upset, I should think so.

Time Sarah learned her
lesson and settled down.

- On this occasion, I
have no doubt her ladyship

will enforce her
usual rules, sir.

- Oh yes.

Of course, we must never
forget that Sarah is something

of a special case.

- Quite sir.

- Well, her ladyship
will be back on Thursday,

couple of days won't
do any harm.

- Very good sir.

I uh, I hope you don't
misunderstand me sir.

I have nothing personal
against the girl.

- Of course not Hudson.

- It is simply a matter
of discipline.

This household is like a ship
in His Majesty's navy sir,

one small indiscipline
could lead to mutiny.

It must be nipped
in the bud sir.

And on this occasion--

-[Richard] Thank you Hudson.

- Very good sir.

- I made you a fresh
hot special Thomas.

- Well that's very good
of you Mrs. Bridges.

Kept you out late again did he?

- Aye, we had to pick up
some papers from the admiral

on the home from West Minster.

- Oh yes.

- We was rattling down
the Mall, motor going well

and somebody tried
to overtake us.

A little Aston with all black
smoke pouring out the back!

Can you imagine, and
Aston trying to overtake

a Rolls Royce in the Mall?

-[Mrs. Bridges] I
can't [chuckling].

- Well the master was busy
reading in the backseat,

so I uh, put my foot
down, as they say.

Well, the old Rolls Royce
flew, didn't it?

42 miles an hour.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Oh Thomas.

- Oh now they're very
tasty sandwiches Ruby.

- You mustn't say things
like that to her.

Turn her head, if she's got one.

- Oh she's got one all
right Mrs. B, eh?

Ruby's got brains all
right, haven't ya love?

- Mustn't say things
like that Mr. Watkins.

- Go on, get on with that
washing up in the scullery.

Brains?

That Ruby?

I wish she had.

Still, I dare say she's got
more in that thick head of hers

than some people
I could mention.

- Oh, who's that then,
Mrs. Bridges?

- That Sarah.

- Sarah?

What's she been up to, eh?

- Well may you ask.

- Oh?

- Still, it's not anything
that's quite nice to talk about.

Well, not to a man while
he's having his tea.

- Oh, I see.

- Leastways, I don't
think it is.

- No, no.

- It's her urges, ya see.

- Mmm.

- She can't control her urges.

- It's a bit of meat for dinner
it's been giving me jippers.

- What's going to happen
when Lady Marjorie comes back

next Thursday?

What's going to happen then?

There'll be such an explosion,

you'll hear it all the
way from Victoria station.

- I suppose I'll hear.

- Yes, when Lady Marjorie
finds out.

- Mmm mmm.

- About Sarah.

- Oh? Something wrong
with Sarah is there?

- Wrong?

Nothing's wrong if
you're married.

Nothing wrong if you've
got a husband.

- Sarah's not married, is she?

- That's just the trouble.

A little stranger.

- Sarah's a little stranger?

- No, she's going to have
a little stranger [gasps].

There now, I've gone
and let it slip.

You are a wonder, getting
it out of me like that.

- Aye well, don't worry
Mrs. Bridges, now I wouldn't

breathe a word to a living
soul, not if it's a secret.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Well it is.

- Poor old Sarah, now that's
rotten luck, isn't it?

- Well, she's brought
it on herself.

This time she'll have to go.

- This time?

- You know there
was another time.

You remember the--

- Oh yes, yes, we're
not allowed to mention.

- Quite.

This time, it happened outside
the walls of this house.

Ah, she's cooked her
goose proper this time.

- Looks like it.

Mrs. Bridges?

- Yes, Tom?

- Wouldn't be a drop more
tea in the pot, would there?

[clock ticking]

- Yes?

Oh.

Hudson, about this
wretched girl.

- Sarah sir.

- Yes, who else knows
about her condition

among the servants?

- Only Mrs. Bridges
and myself, sir.

- Not Rose?

They were close friends
weren't they?

- Rose, if you recall
sir, went to see her aunt

on the cottage Southwold
for a few days.

- Of course.

- She returns to us
on Friday, sir.

- I see.

So, nobody need know until
her ladyship returns.

- No, sir.

I will certainly speak
to Sarah, sir.

Edward, as you know, is
away with his bad leg.

And I'll see to it that Joan
and Ruby are kept in ignorance

of the situation, sir.

And Watkins, of course.

- Very well, Hudson.

Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

[sharp thuds]

- 500 pounds.

500 pounds is a lot of money
for a man like you Tom Watkins.

You'll never earn that
much out of your wages.

Not under 10 years you won't.

- Tom? Are you alone?

I thought I heard voices.

- I just reading out
loud to myself.

My bible.

- Ah, your bible.

What chapter and what verse, eh?

- The parable of the servant
who dreamed of leaving

his wealthy master and
going out into the world

to seek his own fortune.

And it came to pass there
was a small motorcar business

for sale in Watford
road, Kilburn.

- They found out Tom.

- Who's found out?

- Mrs. Bridges and Mr. Hudson.

And he'd have told the master,
so her ladyship will know

the minute she gets back.

- Sure.

- Well, I'll be thrown
out on the streets.

But I made up a story.

I told 'em it was this
gent that's give me a ride

in the rain and took me
back to his apartment,

so plied me with drink
and I lost me head,

that's what I said happened.

- Why'd you tell 'em a
fancy story like that?

- To save you from the
sack, what do you think?

- I don't need saving
from the sack.

- Well, you would if
they knew it was you.

- Now why didn't you
tell 'em the truth, eh?

- Well then where would we be?

This way at least your clean.

One of us has to be,
so I lied for ya.

Whatcha gonna do for me, Tommy?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

Well, you gotta do
something, Tom.

You, you marry me and
make it all respectable.

I'm not going through
all that, not again.

Tom, you can't leave me
to have me baby on me own.

Tom, please.

- I'm busy.

- Busy?

Look you kept busy with
me Thomas Watkins!

You do something.

- Will you stop?

Leave me, will you!
- You help me!

Oh god Tom, you gotta
take care of me now!

- Clear off will you?

- I'll tell 'em.

I'll them it was you.

-[Joan] Sarah? Mr. Watkins?

- Yeah, what do you want?

- Mr. Watkins, sorry to
intrude, but I was just looking

for Sarah.

Oh, there you are.

You're wanted over at the house.

- Who wants me?

- Well Nanny wants you.

It's time for the baby's bath.

- Sod Nanny, and sod the baby.

- Right you are, I'll tell 'em.

- I'll come.

- Shall I tell Nanny
you're on your way then?

- Yeah.

[metal grinding]

Don't leave me Tom.

You're all I've got now, honest.

-[Hudson] An overseas
telegraph has just come, sir.

- From Biarritz?

- I couldn't say sir.

- From her ladyship, I
expect to say which boat

she's arriving in.

No it's not, it's from
India, by jove!

-[Hudson] Sir?

- From Captain James!

Sailing home, April,
posting's over so--

- Oh her ladyship
will be pleased.

- Oh she will!

Well that's good news
anyway, thank you Hudson.

- Sir.

Oh and uh,

- Yes?

- Watkins is here sir.

He would like a word with
you before you leave.

Will I ask him to come in?

- Yes.

- Mr. Watkins.

Watkins, sir.

-[Richard] Yes, Watkins,
good morning.

- Good morning to you sir.

- What is this?

- Well, it's about Sarah,
the nursery maid sir.

- What about her?

- Well, about her
unfortunate condition, sir.

- Who told you about that?

- Mrs. Bridges.

- Well that was very
wrong of her.

- Yes sir.

- It's not supposed to
be common knowledge.

- No sir.

- Anyway, what's it
got to do with you.

- Well, it's just that I'd uh,
have to have your permission.

- Oh?

- Well, I don't know
that I'd have to,

but I wouldn't feel happy
without it, sir.

You know, respecting
you as I do.

Though, Sarah would
have to have it, just--

- Sarah?

- Your permission, yes.

Yes, I'm quite attached
to her in a way sir.

- To Sarah?

- Yes, she's a lively girl, sir.

I'm not, you see, lively.

I like things quiet.

- What is it you're
trying to tell me Watkins.

- Well, I was wondering how
it would be if I offered

to marry her, sir?

You know, help her out,
make her respectable?

- Marry her, you?

- Well, it's time
I was married sir,

and I don't get to
meet many girls.

And she's got some good
qualities, sir.

- Marriage is a serious
step Watkins.

- Oh, I know sir, I mean
especially for me being chapel.

It's for life when
you're chapel.

- Should be for life
whatever you are.

- Oh yes, yes sir.

- And to take on another
man's child.

Of course it's not unusual
for chauffers to be married.

- Well, that's what I thought
sir, and Sarah wouldn't

have to leave in disgrace.

- Quite.

- Penniless, destitute
you might say.

- Oh, I don't think her
ladyship would turn her

onto the streets penniless.

- On account of her recent
misfortune in this household
sir?

- That matter is over
and forgotten, Watkins.

Well, you can rely on my
absolute discretion sir,

I mean, as always.

- Oh yes, yes, I'm sure I can.

Well, that being so, and
if you seriously mean

to offer marriage to
Sarah, and as it were,

take over responsibility
for her from us,

that is keep her happy
and cared for,

- Out of mischief sir?

- Yes, Watkins.

- Oh yes, yes I would sir.

- In that case I don't think
you would find us ungrateful.

It would solve happily
what has become of late,

a very difficult family problem.

- Well, that thought was
upper most in my mind, sir.

- You really are the most
exceptional man, Watkins.

- Thank you very much, sir.

Of course I'll do my best
to keep Sarah happy sir,

as far as my wages will allow.

- Oh, I don't think we
need worry about that.

I'll speak to her
ladyship when she returns

and I'm sure she'll agree
to having the quarters

over the garage done up.

- Oh you shouldn't go to
that much expense sir.

- Oh but we shall, and a
suitable wedding present

for the two of you.

- Well that's very generous
of you sir.

Would it be forward of me
to inquire as to what form

that wedding present
might take sir?

- I don't know, something for
the living quarters perhaps.

Some furniture.

- Oh, I see, sir.

- Or a sum of money I should
imagine, wouldn't you?

- Yes I would imagine
a sum of money, sir.

- And a fairly handsome
sum Watkins, I'm sure.

As I say, you'd be solving a
very difficult family problem.

- Quite, sir.

- Well, I'm sure they'll
all be pleased to hear

your news downstairs, unless
you've told them already.

Have you?

- Oh no sir, I wouldn't
mention it to anybody else,

not unless I had your
permission first.

- Good man, now you
go and tell them.

And I'll discuss the
financial aspects of it with

her ladyship when she returns.

- Well, thank you very much sir.

- I could make this place
look nice for us, ya know.

I'll make cushions and ever
such pretty curtains for our

quarters up top.

Have Rose come when she
gets back from her holidays.

I expect they'll give us
some of the old furniture

they don't want in the attic.

Here, I hope the baby don't
get upset by the smell

of the old car.

- Look, I wouldn't worry about
that because we might not

be here all that long.

- What do you mean?

- It came to pass there was
a motorcar business for sale

in Kilburn.

- For only 500 pounds.

Ah, you and your motorcar
business.

Mrs. Thomas Watkins, eh?

- I'll have to go, Hudson.

Please give Lady Marjorie
a message for me.

Tell if she's not too
tired after her journey,

and would like to come
to the Strangers Gallery

to hear me speak, I
should be delighted.

-[Hudson] Yes sir.

- Oh yes, and one more thing.

Not a word to Lady Marjorie
about Sarah and Watkins.

I shall break the good
news to her myself

when I return later this
evening after the debate.

- Very good sir.

[bell ringing]

- There, that will be
her ladyship at last.

- Over an hour late.

These foreign time tables again.

- I was beginning to worry.

-[Ruby] What for, Mrs. Bridges?

- Well her ladyship's been
on a boat, hasn't she?

On the sea, crossing the
English channel from France

and boats can sink and
people get drowned, Ruby.

- Oh not in fog, they
go slow in fog.

- You can tell Watkins to
be ready at four in case

I do decide to go to the house.

- Yes, my lady, and
luncheon will be served

just as soon as you wish.

- Thank you.

Any other news, Hudson?

Everything all right downstairs?

- Yes, indeed my lady.

Oh, there's been an overseas
telegraph from Captain James,

my lady.

The master informs me that
the Captain will be sailing

for home in April.

- Oh that's wonderful news!

-[Hudson] Yes indeed my lady.

- Thank you Hudson.

- My lady.

- Oh god.

-[Hudson] My lady?

- Hm?

- I thought you said something,
I beg your pardon, my lady.

- Yes, I did, Hudson.

-[Hudson] My lady?

- Where's Sarah?

- Sarah, my lady, if she's
not upstairs in the nursery,

she'll be downstairs in
the servants hall fetching

the nursery tray.

- I'd better see her, at once.

- Very good my lady.

Sarah, her ladyship wants to
see you in the morning room.

- What me?

- Yes, you.

- Well, I can't stop
now, Mr. Hudson.

I've gotta take this upstairs
and then he'll create

if it's cold.

- Give me the tray, go into
her ladyship immediately.

- What?
- Here.

Just this once.

- Well.

- Go on in my girl, do as I say.

- You wanted to see me, my lady?

- Yes, I did Sarah,
come in will you?

How's Lucy?

- Oh she's fine thank
you, my lady.

She's cut another tooth

and Nanny says she's
putting on weight.

- Oh that's good.

I'll go up and see
Nanny later on.

- Yes my lady.

- Sarah, I've had
some news today,

which I'm afraid is going
to affect your future.

- Yes, I know my lady.

- You do?

About my son's return?

- Oh, no, not that.

I didn't know about that.

- Captain James will be
sailing from India in April.

It's only a few weeks
away, isn't it?

- Yes, my lady.

- Sarah, I want you to try
very hard not to be upset

about this.

But I'm sure you'll understand
that it would be unthinkable

with Captain James coming
home, for you to be here

in this house in any capacity.

I'm sure you wouldn't
want to be in any case.

I mean the situation would
be intolerable for both you

and my son.

- You needn't worry, my lady.

You see it's all going
to be all right.

I expect you haven't heard yet.

-[Marjorie] Heard what?

- The good news, about
me and Mr. Watkins.

- You and--

- We're getting married,
me and Mr. Watkins.

It's all arranged, the
master knows all about it

and he's ever so pleased.

And he's told Mr. Watkins
that he was gonna speak to you

about having our place
done up over the garage

so I'll be out of the
way over there.

- You're telling me that Watkins
has asked you to marry him?

- Yes, that's right, my lady.

You see, I'm having this baby.

- You're having this baby?

- Well, it was all
a mistake my lady.

There was this gentlemen that
picked me up in the rain.

- I don't want to
hear any details.

- No my lady.

- Sarah, how could
you do this to us?

- But my lady the master
knows all about it,

and Mr. Hudson and all of them.

And they all feel ever
so sorry for me.

At least they was til
Mr. Watkins come forward

and offered to make it all
respectable by marrying me.

So it's going to be all
right, isn't it my lady?

- No Sarah, it's not
going to be all right.

Not this time.

- My lady, Mr. Watkins--

- Watkins is the chauffer
here Sarah,

and I'm certainly not going
to see him ruin his career

for some foolish act
of misplaced chivalry.

Send Watkins to me at once.

- Very good, my lady.

- And you better tell Nanny
that Sarah will be leaving

at the end of the week.

- My lady please!

-[Hudson] Sarah, downstairs.

- Look my lady--

- And stay there until I come.

- Hudson, why was I
not told about this?

Has everyone gone mad
since I've been away?

Sarah enceinte, Watkins
offering to marry her?

- The master is acquainted
with the facts, my lady.

I understand he's given
his consent to Watkins

and he intended to inform your
ladyship about it tonight.

- Then it's just as well
I've discovered the facts

for myself in time.

Fetch Watkins.

- Yes my lady.

- I understand you'll be
requiring me to drive you to

the house of commons
this afternoon my lady.

- Oh, I'm not sure
about that yet, Watkins.

Come in, will you?

[door closes]

Tell me Watkins, are you
happy in your position here?

- Oh yes, my lady.

- And we're very
content with you.

Your training with us has
turned you into a first class

chauffer.

- Thank you my lady.

- So now we depend on you,
which is as it should be.

- Well, thank you
very much my lady.

- And you will understand,
Watkins, that we cannot

allow you to throw yourself
away on a servant girl

who's landed herself in trouble.

- I beg your pardon my
lady, but I'm not quite sure

I understand.

- Well, I don't allow my
younger servants to marry.

Few households do.

Well, at Southwold even the
older servants are discouraged.

You have no obligation
to that girl, Watkins.

No responsibility whatever.

- No my lady--

- No doubt, she's been ill used.

I blame the man, whoever
he is, as much as the girl.

- Yes, yes, well if I could
find out the swine's name

my lady.

- Indeed.

Of course we've tried to
help Sarah in the past,

as you know, and it's chivalrous
of you to make the offer,

but also exceedingly foolish.

Your place is here
while hers is not.

Especially not after April.

- April?

When the captain returns
from India, my lady?

-[Marjorie] Yes.

- On the other hand, with
quarters done up nice and comfy

and Sarah busy with a
baby, there'd be no call

for the captain or Sarah to
meet or even see each other.

I'd make sure she wouldn't
go wandering over the house

when he's here.

- I'm afraid it won't
do, Watkins.

- The master was good enough
to mention the possibility

of a generous wedding
present if I were to,

now how did he put it, to
take the responsibility

for Sarah from the shoulders
of the Bellamy household.

Doing you a favor, I'd
be, so the master said.

So I would respectfully
suggest that you might

like to reconsider your
decision my lady.

I mean, after all, as a man of
honor and strick brought up,

I couldn't go against my word.

I mean, you wouldn't want me
to do that, would you my lady?

Not, not, to not go
back on my word.

- Are you absolutely
determined to marry her?

- Yes, I am, my lady.

- I see.

That's a great pity.

I'd hope you'd have the sense
to put your career first.

I see now it means nothing
to you so that's that.

I can't force you to stay
here against your will.

- No, no my lady.

- I'll see that you both
have a month's wages

before you leave.

It won't be much to
marry on, of course,

whether or not you decide
to marry Sarah eventually

is no concern of mine, you'll
be free to do as you wish.

That'll be all Watkins.

- There you are!

Safe and sound, I hope
the sea was calm.

Oh you do look well.

- Richard what's all this
about Watkins and Sarah?

- Oh you've heard?

I was going to tell you
all about it this evening.

- It's outrageous!

- Keep calm Marjorie,
the matter's been solved.

- Indeed it has not.

I sometimes wonder if you
live in the real world.

- Listen to me my dear,
I know how you feel.

But you must remember that
Sarah's been the source

of endless trouble and
embarrassment to us.

If Watkins wants to make
her respectable,

and help her settle down--

- Not in this house.

And as he refuses
to give her up,

they're both under notice.

- What?

Marjorie, I wish you
wouldn't go against me.

It makes a man look such a damn
fool when he says one thing

and his wife says another.

- Your wife had to
say you were wrong.

- To you, I am invariable.

Why am I wrong?

- Because it's impossible
to contemplate those two

married and living
under this roof.

- I don't agree with you.

- Apart from her condition,
she can't be here when James

gets back from India.

- There's no reason why
James and Sarah should ever

come face to face.

Besides, I've given
them my blessing.

- Because you didn't stop to
consider the consequences.

Anyway, they're going.

I'll have to find a new
chauffer and a new nursery maid.

- Now listen--

- And in future Richard,
I beg you, don't interfere

with matters concerning
the servants.

- Excuse me my lady.

Watkins is here and he wishes
to have a word with you

and the master.

- If he's simply going to
argue for Sarah to stay on

as his wife, there's no
point in further discussion.

- We don't know what
he wants to say.

Send him in, Hudson.

- Very good, sir.

- Come in Watkins.

Close the door.

What is it you want to say?

- I just wanted to apologize
if I seemed a little

disrespectful this
afternoon my lady.

I mean, it's a terrible thing
for a man to be out of a job

all of the sudden.

- Yes, Watkins, but you know,

you did bring this on yourself.

I mean, there's no need
for you to go if you'd only

give up this marriage.

- No, I can't do that my lady.

I just wanted to tell you
that we've had a bit of luck.

Sarah and me.

See I've been making some
inquiries in the mews

and it seems that some people
over in Chester Square,

titled people, they are, have
an old chauffer giving up

and they need somebody who
can handle a big limousine.

There's some nice quarters over
the garage and no objection

to a married man my lady.

So I just wanted to say thank
you for all the knowledge

we've acquired in your employ.

It should stand us in good
stead outside this household.

You see Sarah and I
have learned quite a lot

since we've been here
and we're very grateful.

So there's really no
need to worry about us.

Thank you my lady.

Thank you sir.

- That was a threat,
that was a direct threat!

- I don't know what you're
talking about.

- Richard, I sometimes think
you shut your eyes to things

on purpose.

Sarah and Watkins are going
to work round the corner

in Chester Square with
people who probably know us.

And they're going to see to
it that our private family

affairs are made public
knowledge in every servants hall

and consequently ever
drawing room in Belgravia.

- Oh nonsense Marjorie,
you're imagining it!

- I'm not, it was
a direct threat.

- How can you stop them?

- I could refuse
them references.

- If he's as malicious
as you now say he is.

He'll tell them why you
won't give him a character

and that'll make
a worse scandal.

- You must think of
something else.

Do something, Richard.

- Me? I thought you said all
matters involving the servants

were your affair.

- You got us into this mess,
you can get us out of it.

- Oh damn servants!

Why in God's name do we
have to put up with them?

[distant singing]

Oh she's as good as
gold, only our--

- I wanted a word with Watkins.

- He isn't here sir,
he's gone out.

He shouldn't be very long.

- That's Lucy.

- Yes sir.

- What's she doing here?

- Well sir,

- Well she shouldn't
be over here.

Does Nanny know?

- No sir.

Ya see, the pram had a
squeak in it and I brought it

in here for Mr. Watkins
to oil it.

And he wasn't here, so I
thought I'd wait, you know,

for a few minutes.

It was ever so cold outside.

I didn't like to leave
the baby out there,

and I brought her in
here to keep her warm.

- I hardly ever see her.

[baby fusses]

-[Sarah] She's cut
another tooth, sir.

- No, much too young.

- If you give her your finger,
sir, she might hold on to it.

[Richard chuckling]

- So she does.

- She does sometimes.

- Yes, how pretty she is.

- Your daughter's pretty sir.

- Won't you be sorry
to leave her?

- Unless her ladyship
changes her mind.

- I'm afraid she won't
do that Sarah.

- Well then I'll be sorry, but
I'll have one of my own soon.

- You sure you're not
acting in haste,

this idea of marrying Watkins?

- No sir, you see, I love him.

Nobody thinks of that.

- Does he love you?

- Well you never know
with men, do ya?

But I have hopes.

[door closes]

- Good evening sir.

For our engagement sir
and our departure.

- Better get little
Lucy back to Nanny.

- Doesn't she need some help?

- No, it's all right sir,
she can look after herself.

- A good marriage is
essential to any man Watkins.

Whatever else I may
have said to you,

whatever else I may say,
I believe that to be

a fundamental truth.

-[Watkins] I think it'll
be a fair marriage, eh?

- With another man's child?

- Well as for that, perhaps
I'll be as good a father

as a real one.

And it's not the baby's
fault is it?

- And what's this?

- It's an advertisement sir.

- Curious decoration.

- That's my dream.

Workshop walls are the
places for dreams.

Postcard beauties, seaside
views for them as has holidays.

That's mine sir.

- Profitable garage business,
rooms over,

500 pounds.

- Aye, it's just a dream sir.

- Would you rather be your
own master than continue

in private service?

- Would you blame me sir?

- A man in his own way of
business has to take knocks.

Has to eat a lot of humble pie,

even members of Parliament.

- Excuse me for saying so
sir, but servants eat a bit

of humble pie now and again.

- Could I have a glass
of that beer?

- Well it's my pleasure sir!

- Long time, since I drank beer.

- You sir?

- I used to drink beer
as a young man.

- Well if you like it
you should drink it sir.

I mean, you're the master.

- Why I don't.

Hudson wouldn't approve
[chuckles].

Thank you.

Can I sit down?

- Oh, sorry, sorry,
yes, yes sir.

- Watkins, I am willing to
give you the capital sum

you need for this.

Wouldn't you prefer to buy your
own little motorcar business

and run it, rather than go as
chauffer for somebody else?

- Oh naturally sir.

- Very well then.

If I agree to finance
this venture,

and I want to make it quite
clear I'm doing it just as much

for Sarah's sake as your own,

I want a solemn undertaking.

Two solemn undertakings.

First, that her ladyship will
never know of our arrangement.

And second that neither you
nor Sarah will ever reveal

to a living soul anything
you've seen or heard

in this house to the
detriment of the family's

good name.

I want to be sure there's no
misunderstanding, Watkins.

My wife's letters, my
daughter's marriage,

her child, Sarah and my son.

All our private family affairs.

- Never a word to
a living soul sir.

I hope I might take
your hand on that.

- Very well.

I'll make out a check at once.

- Would you make it out
to pay bearer sir?

- Yes, Watkins.

- What about her ladyship, sir?

- I will inform her ladyship
that you've changed your mind

about working for somebody
else, you've come into

a little windfall and you're
going to goin into business

on your own in a small way.

[paper tears]

- May I ask you sir, why
you've decided to do this?

- Well, in a way you're
my responsibility.

If you never learn anything
else Watkins, learn that.

The minute you become a master,
you take on responsibilities

which you avoid at your peril.

Here.

- That's very generous
of you sir.

- Here, take it.

But remember, her
ladyship must never know.

Thank you for the beer.

♪ It won't be a stylish marriage

♪ I can't afford a carriage

♪ But you look sweet
upon the seat

♪ Of a bicycle made for two

- Very good.

- Come on Sarah, you're--

[everyone speaking at once]

- In her condition.

- Now this is a celebration
Mrs. Bridges.

- Oh look who's talking
with a face like a wet weed.

- Ah, come on love.

- All right then.

- Ladies and gentlemen,
your kind attention please.

Now then, by popular demand,

- No expense spared.

- And no expense spared, the
return of the ever popular,

- The one and only,

- Miss Clemond Stallies!

- Give us a note, yeah.

[glass clinking]

- All right?
- La la.

- Now here.
[glass clinking]

La la.

♪ What are we gonna do
about Uncle Arthur?

♪ A blinking stallion,
is Uncle Arthur.

♪ When he goes a-strolling
in the park,

♪ Watch your step, girls,
especially after dark.

[wordless vocalizations to tune]

- Oh my god!

- Sir, my lady!

- No, no, no please go on
with what you're doing!

We only came down to wish
the engaged couple well.

- Yes indeed.

- We won't stay a moment.

Why don't you sit down my dear.

- Yes, sit down Mrs. Bridges.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Oh
thank you my lady.

- Do go on with the song.

- Well, um Hudson, what about
a little whisky to liven

things up, eh?

- Whiskey, gin surely.

- Both!

This is a special occasion!

- Well, I'll say, yes sir,
and thank you very much!

For mild ale is notorious
for the heartburn.

- Hudson, give Joan
the keys, will you?

- There we go, you heard
what the master said,

look sharp now.

-[Marjorie] Please go on Sarah.

- All right Sarah.

[Sarah clears her throat]

♪ What are we going to
do with Uncle Arthur

♪ A blinking stallion,
is Uncle Arthur

♪ When he goes a-strolling
in the park

♪ Watch your step, girls,
especially after dark

♪ Any old skirt's a flirt
to Uncle Arthur

♪ Uncle Arthur

[wordless vocalizations
with tune]

- Come Ruby, they're down,
the master and her ladyship

have come to join in the fun!

- I've gotta get these done.

- Got a cup?

What about drop of this?

- No.

- It's cold down here, come on.

- No, I can't.

Well, not like this.

- Well, only look.

Sarah's doing her turn,
it's a caution.

- She's a caution all right.

Having a baby, getting married,

coming into all that money.

- Only one thing missing, eh?

The father of her kid.

Wouldn't half laugh
if he walked in.

- What do you mean?

- Come on.

- How can he walk in
if he's already there?

- What are you talking about?

- Mr. Watkins is there.

- No, no, Ruby, you
got it all mixed up.

She's marrying him, but he's
nothing to do with the baby.

He's just being good to her.

- Look, I know.

- Know what?

- I've known ever since he,

he come to her room at
night and they had a row.

I heard it.

- Heard it?

- Yes, she said what he done
to her and she was going

to have a baby.

And he hit her, Mr. Watkins did.

- Never!

- Yes, I think she cried.

And they made it up and he
said not to worry and he'd

sort sommit out.

- But they all, they all think,

And Mr. Hudson thinks.

And upstairs thinks.

Oh Ruby, what wickedness
there is in this world.

It's not decent at all.

Not more decent than anyone.

Not if it's his kid all along.

Well, Ruby.

- Should we tell?

- No, it wouldn't do.

You can only tell on
people under you,

not over you.

♪ My wife boom won't let me

[laughter and clapping]

- Very very nice, thank you

- Thank you Sarah, Watkins.

Our best wishes and good luck
with the motorcar business.

- Yes, from us both.

-[Sarah] Oh thank you my lady.

Thank you very much sir.
- Thank you very much.

- Good night Sarah.

- Good night.
- Good night my lady.

- Good night my lady,
good night sir.

- And thanks for the whiskey!

- Here, let me have
that bottle of whiskey.

-[Mrs. Bridges] Oh give
me a drop of that gin.

[all chattering]

I do wish we had a piano.

I do like a nice piano.

- What's up with
you two then, eh?

Look like you seen a ghost.

-[Tom] Hey how bout another
song then, shall we?

-[Hudson] Oh no, no, no, we
haven't got time for that now.

We've got to clear up in here

- No, certainly not Mr. Hudson.

Pardon me, this is our
family we're sending out into

the world.

And I'll have another drop
of that gin while it's there.

- Oh you're a terrible girl.

[laughter]

- And for Pete's sake,

Give them two a drop of beer,

they look like mourners
at a funeral.

♪ Here comes the bride

♪ All fat and wide

- Mrs. Bridges.

♪ See how she wobbles

- Mr. Hudson.

♪ From side to side

-[Watkins] Oh very good there!

♪ Here comes the bride

♪ All fat and wide

- Well, that's that.

- Yes, they'll be gone
by the end of the week.

Good riddance.

- You know it's absurd
but I think I'm gonna miss

that little Sarah in
an odd sort of way.

Anyway, they can do us
no harm in Kilburn.

- Oh I don't suppose
there's much social gossip

around the garages of
Northwest London.

Thank god for Watkins
little windfall.

- From an aunt in Pontypool
he told me.

- Did he?

- 500 pounds is an
awful lot of money.

- Yes.

- You shouldn't really have
given it to that rascal.

But I'm very glad you did.

[lips smacking]

[jovial music]