All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S05E06 An Old Flame WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(elegant theme music)

- Right, now, Millie,

you hold that perfectly still.

- That looks very dangerous.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing, Edward?

- Oh, it's all right,
Mr. Hudson.

It's only the aerial, no
electricity involved at all.

Now, hold it up high, that's it.

Now, all we have
to do is connect

these terminals to the battery.

- Now, stand well
back, everybody.

-[Edward] (laughs) It's
all right, Mr. Hudson,

it's not gonna blow up.

-[Mr. Hudson] Oh, you
can't be too careful.

- Right.

That's it.

Now, we're ready.

Let me see.

Uh, switch on,

and that's it. (laughs)

- (laughs) Just as I thought.

- Oh, well, you see,

it's not really the
right sort of aerial

and we're in the basement.

- What sort of aerial
should it be?

- Well, it should be a sort
of pole thing on the roof

connected by a wire.

- Oh, that's absurd, Edward.

Imagine every house in
London with a wee pole

sticking up from the
roof. (laughing)

-[Daisy] It says here
you have to tune it.

- Oh, that's right.

Look in the paper, love,

and see what it says
under broadcasting.

- I can't read it,
it's too small.

Lil?
- Oops.

Ah, here we are.

"London, 369".

- That's right, good
girl, that's it.

"2LO-Savoy Hill".

(high-pitched whining)

- Hear it?

Wait a minute. (high-pitched
whining)

That's it, that's it.
(operatic singing)

There you are Mrs.
Bridges, listen to that.

Mr. Hudson.

There you are.

- Oh, it's beautiful music.

- Oh, sounds more like
a parrot squawking

to my way of thinking.
(operatic singing)

- Daisy?

- Good gracious, me.

Whatever will they
think of next?

- Daisy, may I have
a listen, please?

- Daisy, let Lily listen,
it's her turn.

(overlapped talking)

- Mind the wires.

Oh, Daisy, hold it still.

That's it.

- Where's that voice
coming from?

Is it in them bowls?

- They're Bose, Mrs. Bridges,

and it's in the ether and waves.

- Oh, yes, I expect it is.

- Wireless waves, Mrs. Bridges.

- Do you expect me to
believe that that voice

is coming here from Savoy Hill?

All through the houses
and the traffic and that?

- Yes, truly.

- Oh, with the windows shut?

How can waves of air
come through solid glass?

Answer me that one.

- Well, perhaps they
get into the crack

under the back door.

- No, don't talk about
things you don't understand.

- Sh-sh, quiet, everybody.

News of sport.

-[Radio Announcer] The
Football Association Cup Final

will be held this year in
the new Wembley Stadium.

It will between Bolton
Wanderers and West Ham United.

- Switch off the apparatus.

- Oh, but--
- Please, Edward.

-[Daisy] Oh, no, Mr. Hudson.

- Oh, yes, Daisy.

West Ham should never
have got to Wembley

in the first place.

(bell rings)

- That will be the
Major's taxi cab.

- They're out again
night after night.

(indistinct chattering)

-[Mrs. Bridges] Where
does he get to?

- Oh, he goes to his club
and plays bridge, no doubt,

like many single gentlemen.

Like His Lordship, the
Major is a member of

White Sprats and, of
course, the Guards Club.

- The Hot Cat Club in
Gerard Street, more like.

His evening clothes have
a stink of cheap scent.

Here, listen to this.

(jazz piano music)

- The idea was to try
not to thank me--

-[Morris] Yes, sir?

-[James] Say, are you new here?

- Yes, sir.

-[James] Have we met
somewhere before?

- Yes, we have.

- The machine gun
conversion course in France.

Major Morris.

Mickey.

They were splendid guns, those.

They helped us win the war.

- Yes, indeed.

Would you like something
to drink, sir?

- Oh, yes, yes, I think
we'll probably start

with a couple of sidecars.

Small world, isn't it?

- Yes.

- We must have a drink sometime.

You know, discuss old times.

- That would be very pleasant.

Would you like anything
to eat, sir?

- Oh, yes, well,
what can we have?

-[Morris] Sandwiches.

- Not bully beef?

- (laughs) No, smoked
salmon, chicken.

- Chicken, chicken
will be splendid

and plenty au jus, thank you.

-[Morris] Thank you, sir.

- Uh, Morris, I say, are you...

Can I help?

- No, thank you, sir.

No, I'm very lucky to be here.

It's a good, steady job.

- Free all day?

- Yeah.

- Splendid, I'm glad.

Would you like to dance?

(jazz piano music)

Make yourself scarce, will
you, there's a good girl.

(jazz piano music)
(indistinct chattering)

- James, hello.

- Hello, Diana, how splendid
to see you. (smooches)

Won't you sit down a minute?

- I'm not interrupting
anything, am I?

- No, I'm here by myself.

- Come over and join us,
I think you know everyone.

There's Crystabella
Lump, Devina and Mouse.

- No, I don't think I
will, if you don't mind.

Sit down and join me a moment.

-[Diana] What are you
doing here all on your own,

dressed in those funny clothes?

- Well, something to do.

Father and Virginia
and the children

are still in Scotland,
Audrey is in America.

I like this pianist.

I hadn't really expected
to see any friends.

- We came slumming
because Devina

had heard about the
pianist, too.

- Oh.

Sidecar, jolly good.

- But...

- I anticipated your arriving,
as we used to say in school

when doing Greek.

I can't quite remember why.

-[Diana] I shouldn't.
- Go on.

Had a good season?

- I suppose so.

I'm rather bored with
hunting, the country,

and everyone endlessly
moaning about

the miseries of farming.

- I see Bunny is selling
Newbury House.

- Yes, (mumbles).

They ought to pull it
down and build a big block

of luxury flats on the
side overlooking Hyde Park.

I'm meant to be looking after
the moving of everything,

but in fact, I'm staying
in the Ritz,

having a wonderful
time (laughing).

- Well.

- I'd better get back.

- Yes.

You're looking very
young and very beautiful.

- Thank you.

(whistle blowing)

- Everybody, please
stop where they are.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,
there's nothing

to be alarmed about.

Constable, take their names
and addresses, please.

-[Constable] Yes,
sir, right, sir.

- Are you the manager?

(indistinct conversations)

- Sh.

- Oh!
- Sh-sh.

- (giggling) That was brilliant.

How did you know?

- In the Army, we were
always taught to

reconnoiter an escape route.

If there was a danger
of a raid by the enemy.

They'll go away soon.

- Poor Devina and Mouse.

I bet they've been nabbed.

Bunny would have had a
fit if I'd been caught.

- Where's Bunny?

- Somewhere in the wilds
of Wales fishing.

He never comes to London
unless it's for a dinner

or a meeting.

You never come to
see us these days.

- No.

- Not for want of being asked.

- No.

- No Hazel to put
you off anymore.

- No, no, poor Hazel.

- She haunt you from the grave?

- No, my memories of
her are happy ones.

Much happier than when
she was alive.

We made our peace, I
think, before she died.

- What are you doing
this weekend?

- I can't come up to Somerby.

I'm going down to Sandwich
for a couple of weeks.

Golf, get some fresh air.

The Gamleys have lent
me their cottage.

- All alone?

- Mm.

- Can I come, too?

That's if you'd like me to.

- Oh.

Oh, yes.

A bit risky.

- My maid's absolutely
all right.

- Yes, is my man, I suppose.

- (laughs) Good.

- Mm, I say, you're cold.

Come on, we can get
out this way.

- Oh, lord, my wrap.

- I'll come by and
collect it in the morning.

-[Diana] It's sable.

- Smelling faintly of
quelle que fleur.

Come on.

(cheerful music)

- Just checking the lamp, sir,

in case the electricity
fails like last time.

- Just like in the war, eh?

- Yes, sir.

We've got plenty of candles
in case, sir.

- Good.

Do you know, Edward, I mentioned

the possibility of a visitor?

- Uh, yes, sir.

I've made up the bed
in the spare room.

- Good, good.

Well, there may also
be a servant, a maid.

- But there isn't any
other room, sir.

Well, I could try in the
village, if you like.

- No.

- Well, I can make up
a bed on the settee

in the lounge, sir.

- Yes, well, that may
not be necessary, Edward,

we shall see.

I'm sure a maid will be a
great help to you, you know,

give you a hand.

- Yes, sir.

- I know I can rely absolutely
on your discretion, Edward.

- Yes, sir.

- Good, splendid, they
shall be here any minute.

(car approaching)

- I think your visitors
are arriving, sir.

-[James] Oh, splendid, Edward,
show them in, will you?

-[Edward] Yes, sir.

Oh, good afternoon, ma'am.

The Major's in here.

- Hello, James.

- Hello, Diana. (smooches)

Well, train on time?

- I really didn't ask.

- Want some sherry?

- Gin, please.

Gin and water.

- Oh, right, yes, of course.

There we are.

I thought we'd eat out.

There are some quite
reasonable pubs.

- I brought some food.

It would be a bit more sensible
to eat here, wouldn't it?

- Oh, yes, yes, I
suppose it would.

- Rather stuffy and damp.

- I just had the fire lit.

- It's smoking.

Wet wood.

Open the window.

-[James] Oh, right.

- That pipe doesn't help much.

- I am so sorry.

(tapping)

- Aren't you going to say
you're glad to see me?

- Oh, yes.

I mean, of course I am.

Tremendously glad.

It's just--

-[Diana] Just what?

- Bunny.

- (sighs) Look, if you've
suddenly developed a conscience,

why the hell didn't you
tell me not to come?

-[James] I haven't.

- Right, so no more Bunny,
let's get that quite clear.

- Yes, Diana.

-[Edward] My names
Barnes, like the bridge.

- Oh, mine's Marshall.

- Oh.

You could've knocked
me down with a feather

when I saw who it was.

- Could I have?

- Yeah, well, I mean,
I know Lady Newbury.

I've been up to Somerby with
the Major for the hunting.

That would be before your
time, of course, Miss Marshall.

- Lucky we brought our own food,
by the looks of the larder.

-[Edward] The Major
usually eats out.

- Oh, I wasn't thinking of them.

- Oh.

Oh, pate en crute, eh?

Just like Christmas.

- Oh, we have it all the time.

Pokey old place.

- Oh, I don't know,
it's quite cozy really.

Mind you, it's not
what we're used to.

- It's not what we're
used to either,

I can assure you, Mr. Barnes.

- Yes, well.

- Still, under the
circumstances.

- You know, it's not
like the Major at all.

- Men are all the same.

- I always thought the Marquess
was the Major's best friend.

- Well, what's that
got to do it?

- Well, you know.

- I think you're a little bit
old-fashioned, Mr. Barnes.

Or is it that you've led
rather a sheltered life?

- No, I haven't.

Well, I'm married

to Daisy, our head housemaid.

And, uh, I've been all
through the war.

-[Violet] Oh, I'm glad.

- What, about the war?

- Oh, no, that, the other.

I much prefer a valet
who knows what's what.

Is there a cook?

-[Edward] No, there
isn't, but there's a woman

that comes in during the week.

- No servants?

No servants at all?

-[Edward] No. We'll manage.

- Oh, (laughs) will we indeed?

- Well, I was a footman before.

I'm pretty handy, I
can manage most things.

- Oh, I'm glad, I'm
glad to hear that.

Well, as it seems we're
gonna have to spend

quite a lot of time together,

you can call me Violet.

- I'm Edward.

- Edward, hm.

Good name.

- What are you doing?

- I'm just taking off my frock.

It got ever so crumpled
in the train.

And I thought you'd
be a good boy

and give it a little
iron for me.

- Yeah, but supposing
one of them comes in?

- Oh, what can they say under
the circumstances, Edward?

(bell rings)

- Yes, sir?

- Oh, Edward, will you rustle
us up a spot of cold lunch?

On a tray will do.

- Yes, sir.

- And a bottle of the burgundy.

- Yes, my lady.

- Oh, please, sir, allow me.

- Oh, the wood's a bit wet.

-[Edward] Quite so, sir.

- What a nice, willing boy.

- Yes, yes, he's a splendid
fellow, Edward, I must say.

- My girl's a botchy
little stuck-up bitch.

The way she behaves, you'd think
she was the Queen of Sheba,

not a draper's daughter
from Canterbury.

- Then why do you keep her?

- Oh...

She can sew, brilliant with
hair, she makes me laugh.

Your Edward makes
out over butler.

- Are you scheming?

-[Diana] Me?

- Hm.

-[Diana] No.

- Oh, yes, you are.

Behind that pretty,
innocent little face

there's a cunning,
devious brain.

(bell rings)

- Oh, Edward, darling,

I'll have a glass of
creme de menthe, please.

- Oh, yes, m'lady.

-[Violet] Hurry, hurry,
boy, hurry.

(humming)

("I'm Just Wild About
Harry" instrumental)

(humming)

- You're going at it
a bit, aren't you?

-[Violet] It's all right,
Edward darling.

They're out, playing golf.

They won't be back for hours.

Oh, do you dance?

- Well, I mean, yeah,
but not to this.

- Hold on, hold on.

(Edward laughs)

- Hey, you can half dance.

You ought to go on the stage.

- Oh, that would no way
appeal to me, darling.

- Hey, where'd you learn?

- I picked up that step
at Dover, darling.

It was last season.

Everyone was there.

There was the (speaking French).

Alors, there was the
Prince of Wales.

It was right around Mrs.
Dudley Walt, of course.

Sit down, Edward.

Listen, it was all terribly,
terribly gay.

But rather boring.

(sighs) Think I'll have a bath.

Run up and turn it on
for us, there's a pet.

- What do you think I am?

- Well, you're quite
a nice boy really.

That's what I think you are.

At home, I have a footman
who's incidentally

madly in love with me.

And he'll obey me
slightest whim.

Here,

I've got you.

- All right. (chuckles)

- Oh, Edward?
-[Edward] Hm?

- And can I have a hot
water bottle, darling.

Just for my little bed
'cause it's bound to be damp.

Ooh.

(retreating footsteps)

-[James] Why did you
come down here, Diana?

- Not for a naughty
weekend. (laughs)

- No.

- Because I love you,
you silly old thing.

I've loved you ever
since that awful dance.

I mean awful because I was 13,

and had spots.

To the scourge of
many a governess.

You were still at Eaton.

Tall and slim and beautiful.

And I fell in love.

Because our parents
knew each other,

you actually asked me to dance.

Out of duty because you
were properly brought up.

- Did I?

- Mm-hm.

When I found myself in
your arms the other night,

I felt the same pang.

And now that you haven't
a wife anymore,

I'm yours if you'll have me.

It's taken me a long time
to run you to ground.

- I'm sure Bunny has always
been very kind to you.

- Oh, yeah, he's always very
thoughtful and considerate,

even when I've been
at my most bloody.

Life at Somerby's so dull
and decent and organized.

There's no spice to it,
no adventure, no risk.

I'm just part of the furniture.

Beautifully polished.

Bunny's so...

Wet.

Kitty Damby said the
other day (laughs)

that you could shoot
snipe off him. (laughs)

- That's just the sort of
bloody thing she would say.

He was jolly good
during the war.

-[Diana] It was at ADC
most of the time.

- Only the last year.

When the heirs of the nobility
were being killed off.

The King wanted to be
sure of a House of Lords

in the future.

- Why are we talking
about Bunny all the time?

-[James] You started it.

- No, you did.

- Well, he is rather germane
to the issue, as they say.

He's your husband, and he's my,

my oldest friend.

Don't you think he'd
be most awfully upset

if he knew you'd
left him for me?

- He won't mind a jot once
he's got over the first shock.

In fact, I should say he'll
be secretly rather relieved.

His family will be
delighted that he'd be free

to marry again and find a
girl who can produce an heir.

- I wish I could see
into the future.

Why, why did I ever choose Hazel

when I could have chosen you?

We'll be outcasts, you know.

Bunny's got thousands
of friends,

and they're most of them
bound to side with him.

- Nice to know who one's
friends really are.

- Well, I think you might
be in for a bit of a shock.

I hear divorce is a very
commonplace thing nowadays,

but not for Marquess's.

The Kind and Queen won't
like it a bit.

I don't mind particularly
because I'm not

a very social sort
of person anyway.

- Are you trying to frighten me?

- Yes.

- You picked the wrong girl.

- What do you want to do?

- Go abroad.

We've both got a bit of
money, let's spend it.

We'll have to live in
Paris, of course,

but think what fun it could be.

Be only for the polo.

Rent a villa with a wild,
romantic old garden.

There'll be parties
all the time.

Skiing parties in the Alps.

Yachting parties in Greece.

Mad gondolier parties in Venice.

We'll go everywhere
and do everything.

There's nothing we couldn't
do together.

- She asked me, ever so casual,

if I liked traveling abroad.

- Well, that doesn't
necessarily mean that, you know.

- It's a hint, if you ask me.

- Well, I'm not going.

- Of course, you must.

It's the most wonderful
opportunity.

- Well, I think it's a disaster.

I mean, well, he could
sack me if he'd like,

but I'm not going.

I've got the best little
wife in the world

back at Eaton Place.

- Well, it won't be forever.

I mean, think of the
money you'd make.

You'd have me to
keep you company.

Think of me, and the
moonlight and the Taj Mahal.

Oh, yes, they're bound
to go to the Taj Mahal.

- Even the thought of you, the
Taj Mahal and the moonlight

still wouldn't part me
from my Daisy back home.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I
was only joking.

Oh, I don't know.

You make me feel a bit
cheap sometimes.

I know I show off a bit,
say silly things,

but that's just my little way.

- Don't be stupid.

- Here, give us that.

You can't sew for
toffee. (laughs)

- I know, I generally
get my Daisy to do--

- Oy, I'll bet I'm
better than her.

My mum used to say to
me, "Listen here, girl,

"you ought set yourself
up in dressmaking.

"You'd make a fortune."

- Well, you're doing all
right as you are, aren't you?

- Listen, I mean, she
can be a pig sometimes.

She really can.

Treats me like dirt.

I'm good with hair,

setting and cutting and that.

I did that when I was
young, at home.

Do you know, in Deauville,
they've got a shop

that does nothing
but lady's hair,

called a coiffure.

- Oh, fancy that.

You know, I reckon with
a figure like yours,

you ought to become
one of them mannequins.

- Yeah, it would be nice,

but I think they only have
ladies do it nowadays.

- Humph, well, you're
a lot more of a lady

than a lot I know.

- Ah...

You do say nice things, Edward.

Well, here we are, dear.

-[James] You see, if you
make a point or a chile

by drawing from the pile,
you don't have to mill them.

You can keep them concealed
in your hand.

Got it?

Hang on, you see, uh...

You see, a point, like that,

is stronger than
a chile, you see?

And then, the east win
can make a point

of 5-1 when west discards a 5-1,

even though south might
want to make it a chile.

- Darling, I really do
think it's the most boring,

complicated silly game
I've ever seen.

- It's awfully good fun
once you get the hang of it.

Everyone's playing it.

- Let's not.

- How about a game of bezique?

- Bezique is for dowagers.

I'm not one yet, not quite.

Please don't smoke another
one of those things here.

The whole place stinks
of cigar smoke already.

- All right, darling.

I know, how about a game
of golf, or a nice walk?

- In this weather?

- Well, a spot of fresh
are will do you good.

- I've been soaked to the
skin once today already.

James, darling?

- Mm-hm?

- Why don't we go
and find the sun?

- Where?

- Well, France.

You've got your car.

I've got plenty of money.

We'll just nip across.

There's a ferry at
three from Dover.

- Well, how do you know?

- (laughs) Well, I do know.

- It's a bit sudden, isn't it?

I mean, we can't just
up stakes and leave.

- Why not?

- Oh.

- I think we should pack.

- Hm.

What I'd really like to do

is to find someone like you.

Get married.

- Well, you could do
a lot better than me.

- Oh, I don't think
I could, you know.

- Well, you must have
hundreds of men after you.

- Yes, but they're
all the wrong sort.

They only want one thing.

I don't know, all the
nice ones like you

seem to be married.

(bell rings)

Oh, bedroom, I wonder
what she wants.

- I wonder what she wants.

- Edward?
- Yes, sir?

- Pack my things, will you?

-[Edward] Yes, sir, but--

- Thank you, Edward.

- Well, Hudson, how are things?

- Very well, thank you, Milord.

I trust you and Her Ladyship

are enjoying your
stay in Scotland?

- Oh, yes.

- The Major's gone down
to Kent for a few days

for a wee golfing holiday.

- Yes, he did say something.

(bell rings) That will
be Lord Newbury.

- Oh, Daisy will see to
the front door, Milord.

- Yes, well, now if you'll
bring up some sherry.

- Very good, Milord.

I was, uh, distressed to read of

the Prime Minister's illness
and resignation, Milord.

- Yes, it's a sad
business, Hudson.

That's why I've come to London,

to help choose a successor.

Not too easy.

- Oh, no, Milord.

- Hudson, who would you
choose in confidence,

Mr. Baldwin or Lord Curzon?

- Lord Curzon would
be my choice.

- Why, Hudson?

- Oh, well, Milord,
Lord Curzon is more,

is very much of a gentleman.

- Very interesting.

Thank you, Hudson.

Oh, Lord Newbury, Milord.

- Bunny, how very
nice to see you.

- How are you?

- Oh, we're all fine.

How's your lovely Diana?

- Oh, well, quite honest
with you, I don't know.

That's why I've come to see you.

- Well, do sit down.

- Uh, oh, thanks.

Um, I've been fishing
on the (mumbles).

Well, there was no water so, um,

I decided last night to come up

and pick Diana up at the Ritz
and take her back to Somerby,

but she's not there.

- Oh, yes?

- This note was waiting
for me at the club.

- Good lord.

Well, honestly, I
don't believe it.

- Well, where is James anyway?

- I don't know, I just got
back from Scotland myself.

- Well, perhaps one of
your servants would know.

- Oh, no, no, no, they don't.

I've just asked them.

- Well, it's just extraordinary.

- Bunny, now I'll look
into this and let you know.

Hudson--
- No, no, it's all right.

I'll let myself out,
I have a taxi waiting.

- Now, Bunny, don't do
anything rash, you know?

- What can I do on a Sunday?

(door closes)

- Hudson, do you know the
Major's telephone number in
Kent?

- Oh, yes, Milord, it's--

- Just get it for me
now, will you please?

- Very good, Milord.

(phone rings)

- Hello?
-[Richard] Hello, James?

- Father, where are you?

-[Richard] I'm in London.

- When did you get back?

-[Richard] I got back today.

- How is everybody?

- Listen, James, is Diana
Newbury down there with you?

- What an extraordinary
question.

- I have just seen
Bunny Newbury.

He's had a note from Diana
saying she's run off with you.

James?

- Yes, yes, Father, she's here.

- Who the hell's that?

-[Richard] James, have
you gone quite mad?

- Why on earth did you tell him?

- Sh.

- I am deadly serious.

You must return to
London right away.

- Yes, yes, all right, Father.

Goodbye.

He's just had Bunny around,

brandishing a note from you
saying you've run off with me!

You can't of done--

- Yes, I did.

- What a cheek, how dare you.

- There's no use
shilly-shallying around.

Once you said I could
come down here,

I made up my mind I
knew you'd agree.

- Oh, did you?
- Yes.

Anyway, I wasn't expecting
Bunny back 'til Wednesday.

- What a damn mess
you've got us into.

- No, I haven't.

Let's leave as planned,
let's go now.

It's perfectly simple.

- No, we can't go now.

There's no good running away,
not now Bunny's hit our line.

We've got to go back
and sort it out.

- No.
- Yes!

- Well, the whole thing sounds
to me like an absolute farce.

- Yes, Father, I admit it has
certain farcical elements.

- Well, the consequences
aren't likely to be very funny.

- Really, James, I fail to
understand your behavior.

I know that morals are
pretty loose these days

and having a mistress is
quite the usual thing.

- Dad, Diana Newbury
is not my mistress!

-[Richard] Oh, then,
I have misunderstood.

- You know very well
what I meant.

- Really, James, aren't there
enough spare women about

without you having
to pick on the wife

of one of your best friends?

A man in your own regiment,
a peer of the realm?

- I didn't exactly pick
on Diana Newbury.

After all, we have
known each other

since we were children.

If anyone did the picking
it was her.

- Oh, that's a very
gallant remark, I must say.

It will sound very good in
the court and in the press.

- I don't want it to
get in the newspapers.

- Don't be ridiculous, of
course it will, sooner or later.

They'll revel and roll in it.

Especially if you continue
to behave as you have done.

-[James] Look, Father--

- But for god sakes,
think of the family.

And I do have a certain
position.

- Oh, I doubt if anything
even your wicked, evil son

could do could shake
the rock-like foundation

of your shining reputation.
(phone rings)

- And you are a (mumbles).

- Hello?

Hello, yes.

Yes, speaking.

Who?

It's Bunny.

- Well, for heaven's
sake, don't talk to him.

- Yes, put him on, will you?

Hello, hello, Bunny?

Yes.

Yes.

Well, we can't very well
meet at the club.

Why don't you come here?

Right.

Goodbye.

- James, you must be quite mad.

You must not talk
with Bunny Newbury

until you've seen your lawyer.

- Why not?

As you said, he is, or rather
was, one of my oldest friends.

I don't see why we
can't talk this out

in a civilized manner.

- Use your brains.

He is a very rich man,

and I have not doubt
a very angry one.

And he can ruin you over this.

- Father, I thank you
very much for the advice

which I didn't ask for.

I hate to say this, but
while I'm very glad that

you and Virginia and the
children should live here,

this is my house.

And whom I choose to ask here
is absolutely my business

and no one else's.

And just for this one evening,

I'll be very glad if
you'll leave me alone.

His Lordship will be
dining out tonight, Hudson.

And I should like some
sandwiches in here right away.

- Yes, sir.

- Plenty of them,
I'm very hungry.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, I don't know, I'm sure.

First, raised voices upstairs.

Then, His Lordship
slamming out of the house.

Now, the Major asks
for sandwiches.

Sandwiches, of all things.

Just like a railway train.

What's happening, Edward,
that's what I want to know.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Bridges,

I'm not in a position
to divulge.

- Divulge?

Where do you find these
dreadful words?

You are, but you won't,
and that's the truth of it.

We all know you was down
at that cottage in Kent.

- Well, if you know,
it's all right then.

Why ask?

- Don't you be cheeky, Edward.

What I always says is
if people keep secrets,

it doesn't do nobody any good.

They fester inside
and cause trouble.

Oh, go on then, Mrs. Bridges.

If he's been told not to tell,
he can't very well, can he?

- Oh, Edward, Edward.

I really will have to speak
to Mr. Hudson about you.

After all these years.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Bridges.

The way she pesters, she's
like a bloody wasp, she is.

-[Daisy] What is going on, then?

- Come over here, I'll
tell you something.

You won't believe this, Daise.

- You mean she wasn't staying
in a hotel or anything?

- No, in the same
bed, what's more,

and not a very big one at that.

I had to take their
breakfast up in the morning.

It was embarrassing.

- Well, I never did.

It's like, well, I don't know
what it's like. (giggles)

- Well, it's not like a
fairytale, I can tell you.

- So, what's going
to happen then?

- Well, they'll likely
get married, won't they?

I mean, he'll have
to now, won't he?

- And then, they'll
come and live here

and kick the Bellamys out.

- Oh, no, no, they
won't do that.

You see, because Violet,

Miss Marshall, uh, Lady
Newbury's maid,

she said that she overheard
them talking about

going to live on the continent.

So, they'll have to
sell the house.

- They might keep it on.

- Oh, no, no.

She'll cost him a
mint, that woman.

Parties, and nothing
but the best.

- Perhaps he'll take us.

Oh no, I forgot, she's got
a maid already, hasn't she?

-[Edward] Yes.

- What's she like?

- Lady Newbury?

Oh, she's--
- No, the maid.

- Oh, uh, Miss Marshall?

- Violet.

- Yes.

Well, you see, there was just
the two of us there, Daise.

- Oh, just Eddie and Violet, eh?

All alone in a tiny
little cottage.

- Now look, Daisy, nothing
happened, I swear it.

Anyway, she's an ugly old cow.

She's got buck teeth
like a rabbit.

Oh, Daisy, come here.

I've missed ya, honest I have.

- Have you?
- Of course (smooches).

- Beg pardon.

I didn't mean to disturb anyone.

- Oh, who was that
who just came in?

-[Lily] It was Lord Newbury.

- Lord Newbury again?

- That's what Mr. Hudson said.

Mr. Hudson said he's
getting sick and tired

of answering that front door,

and he'll be highly
delighted when

Frederick gets back from
having his boils done.

- I know I shouldn't
be behaving like this.

I ought to be threatening
to knock you down

and, uh, beating Diana and
sending out all over the place

for lawyers and that
sort of thing.

- Well, I'm very glad
you have come.

Have a sandwich.

- Oh, thanks.

I've thought an awful
lot about this, James.

And I realize that, uh,

well, it isn't entirely
your fault,

or Diana's, come to that.

Well, you knew her before
I did, and, uh,

I've always known how
found she was of you.

I probably shouldn't have
married her in the first place,

but well, my mother
was awfully keen.

And those days, I was
very inexperienced

in the way of the world.

- Yes, you were rather,
I remember.

- I was dreadfully shy.

That was one of my troubles.

Probably haven't been
a very good husband.

- You've been a lot
better than most.

- That's nice of
you to say that.

I suppose I've taken
her rather for granted.

- Do you still love her?

- Well, it's such a funny
word, isn't it?

Yes, I think I do,
as much as ever.

There's never been anyone else.

I shall miss her most awfully.

What I really came
to say was, um, is

that I'm not going to divorce
Diana under any circumstances.

But if you tell me that
she truly loves you

and you love her,
and will, um...

What does it say in
the prayer book?

- Love and cherish.

- Yes, love and cherish.

Then, I'll give her grounds
to divorce me.

- That's very decent of you.

- Well, I was brought
up to believe

that no man should
divorce a woman.

I know it sounds a
bit old-fashioned.

I think it's right.

- Yes.

- I wonder if you could
talk to her about it.

I don't think I could
face her at the moment.

- Yes.

Yes, I'll have to do
a bit of thinking

and then I will.

I'll let you know.

Goodbye, Bunny.

- Goodbye, James.

- I wish he wasn't being
so nice about it all.

- He is nice.

- Yes, but it makes
it all so difficult.

Perhaps it was being so nice

that made him such
a dud as a lover.

And me such a dud
at being loved.

- You're not a dud at
being loved, my darling.

It seems I should ask
you to marry me.

-[Diana] How do you
mean "it seems"?

- Well, that's the next
move in the game.

- Well, why don't you make it?

- Because before
I do, I think...

I think we should be very
honest with each other.

- Must we?

Sounds terribly boring.

(sighs) It hurts so,
I mean, being honest.

That poor little mermaid,

whenever she took
a step on land,

hurt like thousands of needles.

- I don't see what
that's got to do with it.

- Well, it has, sort of.

- Bunny wants me to
promise him that

if I marry you, I'll
make you happy.

- How can anybody promise?

Anyway, you do.

- No.

No, I don't think I
will, my darling.

I don't...

And I don't think I do.

I don't think I can.

- Don't you?

- I mean, even after
a couple of days,

we were rowing, going
at each other

like a couple of tomcats.

- Well, that's 'cause
we were all cooped up.

- Yes, well, if you're married,

you have to survive
being cooped up.

- Oh, dear.

All my fault.

I always think I'm right.

Like consequences.

And the world said Diana
Newbury was a selfish,

predatory bitch.

It wasn't all selfish,
James darling.

When I saw you in that
awful dive with that woman,

you looked so lost and lonely.

I just wanted to wrap
a warm mantle of,

of being wanted around you.

To make you feel someone
loved you and needed you.

I thought there was
still a spark left,

and that I could blow
it back into a flame.

- Nope, it was snuffed
out five years ago

in the mud of Passchendaele
Ridge.

I'm a fraud, Diana.

I'm not the same James Bellamy
you once fell in love with.

I might look a bit like
him, but I'm not.

I'm a counterfeit.

- That's nonsense.

You can't blame everything
on the war.

You've got to pull
yourself together.

You've got to get on
with live again.

You've gotta buck up.

- I've tried.

Honestly, I have tried, Diana.

It didn't work.

It's not that I'm particularly
unhappy.

It's just that I'm quite
happy with the decision

to watch the world go by.

Success, love.

Let the others get on with it.

I'll just sit and watch.

I'll marry you, Diana,

but you must know the terms.

- I don't want you to
marry me out of decency.

What are we to do?

- I don't know.

Haven't got that far yet.

- James has made a complete
clean breast of the whole thing.

He had to talk to somebody.

- Thank you.

- It was his idea from
the very start.

- Well, it does take two, sir.

- Oh, I know, I know it does.

No one's tried to say that
Diana is entirely blameless.

She does really seem
to have lost her head,

and now deeply regrets
the whole thing.

James, well, he's always
had a great deal more charm

than was good for him.

And, uh, well, we must face it,

women like Diana, the
high-spirited ones,

they do need the devil of
a lot of looking after.

Not that it any way
excuses James' behavior.

As he admits himself.

But now that he has
pulled himself together,

he, too, deeply regrets
the whole thing

and the mess he's put us all in.

- Well, I've known James all
my life, as you know, sir.

I just can't believe
he'd do such a sort of

rotten, callous sort of thing.

- Well...

Since the war, you know,
he's definitely been a bit...

But this has given him
a great shakeup.

That's why he's asked
me to meet you.

- Well, it's shaken
me up too, sir.

- Well, Bunny, if you'll
let me talk to you

like a Dutch uncle, a good
shakeup doesn't do us any harm

from time to time.

A similar thing happened
to me once.

A long time ago now,
before the war,

when my first wife was alive.

Shook me up like the very
devil, I can tell you.

I paid a great deal more
attention to my wife afterwards.

Went out and bought her
an expensive new hat,

I remember. (laughs)

This sort of thing
doesn't do any real harm.

You know what I mean.

From what James has told me,

Diana's damn fond of you really.

- Well, I wonder if she'll
come back to me, sir.

- Well, if you want her,
you must ask her.

Buy her a new hat at the
same time. (chuckles)

- You mix the pipe clay and
the water into a nice paste,

rub it on the feather
always one way,

(car approaching)
and when it's dry,

you can shake off the powder

and curl it up at the
end with a big knife.

- There's a big car
stopped outside.

- Oh, well, that's none
of our business.

Mr. Hudson's in the house.

I wish you'd pay attention.

- There's a lady coming
down the area steps.

- Oh, well, let's see who it is.

- Could I see Mr.
Barnes, please?

- Yes, miss.

Please step inside, miss.

She wants to see Edward.

-[Daisy] Who's she,
the cat's mother?

- No, it's a lady.

-[Daisy] Well, bring her in.

- Please come in.

-[Daisy] I'm sorry, miss,
Mr. Barnes is not available,

but I am Mrs. Barnes,
if I can help you.

- Oh, so you're Daisy.

I'm Miss Marshall, Lady
Newbury's maid.

- Oh, pleased to meet
you, I'm sure.

Lily, would you tidy up, please?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I've a note,

from Lady Newbury
for Major Bellamy.

I wanted Edward to deliver
it personally.

- Oh, well, if you care to
leave it with me, Miss Marshall,

I will see that it is
delivered personally.

- Oh, that's frightfully
good of you, Daisy.

Now, I must rush because I've
got to pick up Lady Newbury.

She's at Reville's.

We're going on a
cruise, you see.

So, there's so much to organize.

- Oh.
- Oh, um,

would you give my kind
regards to Edward?

And tell him that
I think he's very,

very lucky to have such
a pretty little wife.

- Well, I'm sure my
husband will be desolated

to have missed you,
Miss Marshall.

Would you show Miss
Marshall out, please, Lily?

(door closes)

- Who was that?

- An old friend of yours, Eddie.

- Oh?

-[Lily] Did you ever
see the like of that?

- Well, who was it?

- Can't you tell by the sweet
perfume that fills the air?

The ugly old cow with
the buck teeth.

-[Lily] Oh, I thought
she was beautiful.

- Well, she sent you
her kind regards,

but she couldn't stop as
she was going on a cruise.

- (clears throat) Yes, well,

I must get these
upstairs, Daisy.

- You can take this up to
the Major at the same time.

It's to be delivered
personally by you.

- Oh, yes.

- It was Violet's
very special wish.

- Was it?

-[Lily] Lord and Lady
Newbury are taking her

all 'round the world.

I wish I was going on a cruise.

- Mm, expect Eddie does, too.

Don't you, Eddie?

- I'm glad it's all right now.

They're going away, I mean.

- Be like a second honeymoon,
won't it?

- Yes, Daisy.

- And Eddie?

-[Edward] Yes, Daise?

- I want a word with
you later on, personal.

- Yes, Daise.

- Well, now that Baldwin's
settled in,

I shall go back to
Scotland tonight.

-[James] Yes.

- Why don't you come with me?

Virginia and the children
would be delighted.

- No, no, I don't think
I will, thank you.

I'm, uh...

I'm sorry if I was rude
the other night, Father.

It was quite inexcusable,
I wasn't quite myself.

- That's all right.

- And thank you for
having a word with Bunny.

It certainly seems to
have done the trick.

- Well, I've had a great
deal of experience, you know.

I've seemed to have been
getting you out of scrapes

since you first went to school.

- Yes.

- Came by hand, sir.

- Oh, thank you, Edward.

- Well, I must go.

I promised a lunch at Number 10.

- Yes.

- Goodbye, James, and uh,

do try and be a bit more...

Sensible, for all our sakes.

- Yes, Father.

Send my love to Virginia.

-[Richard] I will.

(door closes)

(sighs)

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