All language subtitles for The.Way.We.Live.Now.S01E02.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor

- Morning.
- Follow me please, sir.

Good?

Excellent, Mr. Melmotte.

Begin.

Good morning, Mr. Wakeham,

shall we go in the morning room?

Thank you, Miss Carbury,

I was hoping to see you
Lady Carbury, or Sir Felix.

My brother is out and
my mother is unwell.

How can I help you?

It occurred to me that
perhaps your mother has

overlooked the payment of
accounts for wines and spirits.

It's been seven months now.

I see.

Sir Felix was kind enough
to honour us with another

order just the other day.

Sir Felix is expecting to draw a

substantial sum of
money very soon,

he has become a director of
the Mexican Railway, you know?

Ah, the Mexican Railway.

I had thought of going in for
that myself, in a small way.

So you should not have
to wait much longer.

If you could give me a definite-

We should be so very
sorry to have to go

to another wine merchant.

Of course we shall
hear from you,

at your convenience.

Thank you, Mr. Wakeham.

- Has he gone?
- Yes.

I hate having to do that.

Why should the poor
man not be paid?

Because we have nothing
to be him with.

Yes and we know whose
fault that is, don't we.

I think you would see me
throw it onto the street

rather than marry your
cousin, Roger,

who is a dear good man.

And has loved you ever since
you were a little girl.

I wish I could love Roger
the way he would like me to,

it would be most convenient,

but I can't, mother.

He's been most generous to us.

He's helped us out with
small sums of money

on numerous occasions.

Are you suggesting that
he's agreed to buy me

in instalments?

I shall marry for love,
if I marry at all.

I would rather work the
telegraph at a city office,

or be a nurse in a
women's hospital,

or be be a writer
like you, Mamma,

than marry simply for security.

At least I should be
earning my keep honestly.

To marry without love is nothing
better than prostitution.

Hetta.

Sorry, but it's what I believe.

You never spoke like
this until you met

that young adventurer,
Paul Montague.

I suppose you imagine
yourself in love with him.

Things have changed.

So, you feel nothing for me now.

No, I could never say that.

Well, look at me,

and tell me what it is.

You've met someone else.

That's what it is, isn't it?

A year ago, when we parted,

you promised to follow
me to San Francisco,

but you never came.

Not a word. Not a letter.

There were circumstances.

I told you everything
about myself,

and you told me nothing.

What was I to think except that

you were tired of our affair,

that you had found someone else.

There was never anyone else.

I told myself that it was over.

I threw myself into my work.

You've become the man I
always knew you could be.

- Winifred...
- Winifred, at last.

I called you Paul from
the first moment.

Well, speak out.

Is there another woman
that you love?

Yes.

Yes there is.

And have you promised
to marry her as well?

No, not as yet.

But she loves you?

She has never said so.

And you have never
told her your love?

Never.

Then there is nothing
that binds you to her.

Quite the reverse in our case,

we are bound in every way.

Aren't we?

In't it the case
in your country,

that an offer of marriage
is binding on the man.

Only the woman may break
off the engagement?

Winifred.

I am begging you to
release me now.

And I refuse.

Because I know what
is good for you

better than you know yourself.

You say I told you
nothing of myself,

but I gave you everything
a woman has to give.

Can you tell me that
meant nothing?

Means nothing to you?

No.

Can you tell me you
feel nothing for me?

No.

The kiss me, Paul.

In friendship, if nothing more.

I must go.

Very Well.

I'll let you go for now,

but I know you're too
honourable to make love

to your little English rose
while you're still bound to me.

And I know you wouldn't
be so unkind

as to leave me all alone
and friendless in London.

So long as friendship
is all you ask.

For the present.

It can be a kind of
a game, you see.

Your part is to persuade
me to release you.

Mine to make you realise
you're better off with me.

A game?

You call this a game?

A game with high stakes,
played in deadly earnest.

Don't be tempted into
treating that lightly, Paul,

or you may wish you
had never been born.

There.

Go now.

I know you'll come again soon.

And finally, your chairman is
happy to announce formally,

but I suppose you all know,

that the first issue of
public shares one week ago,

went, shall we say,
according to plan.

I should say.

And that at the close
were trading yesterday

the value of the shares
had gone up by 500%.

Not bad.

Bravo!

So, so if we wanted to
cash in our shares now

we'd get 5 times the
amount we put in?

Yes you would Mr. Longestaffe,

but the best thing you
could do with your money

is to buy more railway shares.

They're going to go up a
great deal higher than that

so you might as well leave
your money where it is.

And if any of you gentlemen
have any other

further available liquidity-

What's liquidity

Liquidity is ready
cash, my Lord.

And if you have any,

my advice is to build
up your holdings now.

This is the opportunity
of the century.

And I'm telling you to beg,
borrow, sell all other assets

and get into this now
while it's going up.

And then you can tell
your grandchildren

that you were in
at the very start

of the best thing this century.

Yes, Mr. Montague?

I assume that there is a
regular release of funds

into the work itself.

The surveying can go
ahead immediately,

and the building itself, as
soon after that as possible?

That's it Mr. Montague.

All in hand.

Well, gentlemen.

Could we know what sums
have been dispensed,

and how the payments relate
to this schedule of works.

It's all in the
accounts, Mr. Montague.

Where can these be inspected?

In the company offices, Mr.
Montague, in due course.

As I say, the work
is all in hand.

And now if there's
nothing more to discuss,

I declare the meeting closed.

He won't put off so
easy, that one.

We'll run him up a set
of figures, Croll,

set his mind at rest.

I think he really wants
his railway, Mr. Melmotte.

So do we, don't we?

Don't we?

If you say so, Mr. Melmotte.

Come on my old Croll, we've
seen off bigger fish than him.

You have a beautiful house, sir.

Sir Felix Carbury to see
you, Mr Melmotte, at once.

I am expected.

I am expected.

Wait here, sir.

Psst. Psst.

- Are you Sir Felix?
- Yes.

I am Didon, come with me.

Come, come, quick.

All right. If you say so.

I have got him for you.

Why didn't you come before?

I've been longing and
longing for you.

I say, steady on, steady on.

Oh, Didon knows everything.

So, you'll see him?

Man said he was busy.

No, he's in for you,
out to everyone else.

Oh, jolly good.

Go now, don't let him bully you.

Come. Come.

Right. Absolutely, absolutely.

In you go.

Go.

How do you do, Sir Felix?

You come to see the
ladies, have you?

Yes, but I thought I'd
look in on you, you know.

Very good of you.

Well?

Mr. Melmotte, I'm come to,

I'm come, in short,
Mr. Melmotte,

I want to propose
myself as a suitor

for your daughter's hand.

The deuce you do.

Well yes.

And we hope you'll give
us your consent, sir.

"We"? Who's "we"?

Your daughter, and I, sir.

Oh, she knows you're
coming then?

Yes. She knows.

I've been attached to
her ever since I saw her,

and all that, you know how
that kind of thing goes on.

No, I'm damned if I do.

I know how it ought to go on.

The young man ought to speak
to the father before the girl.

That's how it ought to go on.

Well of course we know it
all depends on you, sir.

Not at all.

She's of age.

She could marry you
tomorrow if she chooses.

You're a baronet, I believe.

Yes. I'm a baronet, all right.

No money cares, huh?

Not exactly that,

but I suppose you will give

your daughter a fortune,
of course?

She don't get a farthing if
she marries to please herself,

without my consent.

I had rather hoped you would
give your consent, sir.

Haven't said I won't.

It's possible.

What's your property, Sir Felix?

Well, it isn't a very
large property, you know?

Not like the Marquis
of Westminster's then?

No, it's not quite like that.

So where's your family seat?

Carbury Hall.

Down in Suffolk, near
the Longestaffes.

Carbury Hall, I didn't
know that was yours.

Well, it isn't, exactly.

Not yet.

But I am the heir.

I see.

The heir.

Who's got it now?

My cousin, Mr. Roger Carbury.

And he's an old man, is he?

He's not what you'd
call a young man.

He's not very old.

I see. Not very old.

Able-bodied is he? Able
to shake a leg?

Well, yes, I suppose he is.

So how would it be if he was
to marry and have children?

I don't how that would be.

I don't think it's very
likely that he'll marry.

And in the meantime, what
is your own property?

Mr. Melmotte, the fact
is I love your daughter,

and she loves me.

And I may not be possessed
of great wealth, or property,

but I am a Baronet,
and a gentleman.

And I'm not, you imply?

No, no, no, no, no.

That is not what I meant at all.

I think we understand
each other very well.

You are to provide the
rank and position,

and I am to provide the money.

That's the bargain.

I buy my daughter
a place in society

by paying you to marry her.

That's your understanding of it?

Really sir, I must protest.

One shouldn't cheapen it by-

It's all right, Sir
Felix I'll think on it.

But don't get your
hopes up too high.

Money, expects money, you know.

Isn't he lovely?

He has a very pretty face.

And he's a very good kisser.

I have seen better.

And Nidderdale is a real Lord.

But you like this one.

Oh, Didon, I do. I do.

I love him.

I never knew Felix Carbury
was so fond of the country.

I know I'm not.

How long are we to be
kept here, Father?

I don't know what you
mean by being kept here.

This is your home,

you might as well make up
your mind to live in it.

But if we're not to be
in London for the rest

of the season, we will
never meet anyone.

And you know what
that means for me.

I have to be in London
for the end of the season.

It's my last chance.

There's no "have to"
about it, Georgiana.

I can't afford it
and that's that.

Father, if you won't take
me up to town yourself,

could you not let me
stay with friends?

The Primeros are in
town for the season.

As a matter of fact, I
have received an invitation

for you to stay up in
London, Georgiana.

You have?

From whom?

The Melmottes.

Those dreadful people.

Well why shouldn't I
go to the Primeros,

or Julia Monogram?

It's that, or stay in
the country, my dear.

Your know your father especially
dislikes the Primeros.

Very well then.

I shall go to the Melmottes,
if it's to be them or nothing.

And the first man that
comes to me with

four or 5,000 a year
I'll take him,

even though he came out
of New Gate, or Bedlam.

And I shall always say
it was Papa's fault.

I wish we could have each
other a bit longer, Felix.

So do I, by Jove.

I wish you lived in town, then
I could see you every day.

You know, wouldn't
that be jolly?

Wouldn't it.

And for two pins I'd do it too.

Oh Lord, I must go.

Grandfather's asked John
Crumb over again.

And who is John Crumb
when he's at home?

John Crumb, the Miller,
he comes to see me.

So you come back soon

or he'll steal a match
on you, he will.

Ruby.

Here she comes.

Late again, little hussy.

Ah. She's worth waiting
for though.

Oh, why do you always have
to say the same thing, John?

Why can't you keep a
civil tongue in your head

when the poor man's trying
to pay you a compliment,

and where's our supper?

We've been sitting
here waiting for.

It was all done before,

it only wants bringing out.

You could have done
that yourself,

but that's too much
for you, I suppose.

A damn good hiding
wouldn't do you no harm.

Ah no, Mr. Ruggles,
that's not the way.

That's what you think.

I say women is better
for a regular beating.

Like carpets, eh.

There now.

Ah, Ruby.

Very tasty Ruby.

Thank you John.

Hold there a moment.

John has something to
say to you, Ruby,

haven't you, John?

Only like, I've got the
house all ready now, Ruby.

So if you'd like
to name the day,

you and I shall be married
as soon as you like.

Tomorrow wouldn't be
too soon for me.

So say you will, and
I'll always do my best

to make you happy.

I can't marry you, John.

I'm sorry.

What?

But you said you love me, Ruby.

You always said we would
be married one day.

Young women is allowed
to change their minds,

and I've changed mine.

I'm sorry, John,
I can't help it.

Nasty, ungrateful,
lying little slut.

Treat a good man like that?

I have a good mind to
tan the hide off you.

Don't you touch me.

I can't help it if I
love someone else.

And who is that?

Shan't tell you.

I have a good mind
to beat thee out.

Come back!

- Come here!
- Get off!

If you hit me, it's the
last time, I swear it,

you'll never see me again.

Get off me.

To Sir Felix Carbury,
the Beargarden Club.

Dear Sir, I have
done what I said

sooner than I thought.

I refused John Crumb, and
father turned me out the house.

So I'm a come to London.

Dear Sir Felix,
when shall I see you again?

Papa has said you are not
to come to the house again,

but I'm not frightened of
him and nor should you be.

You stupid woman.

Why can't you get one
simple thing right?

I don't care about money,

and on my word of honour, I'll
never marry anyone but you.

Oh Felix, I long
for you to take me dancing,

and see the music hall.

From your own loving, Ruby.

Everything in order, Sir Felix?

Hm?

Yes.

I don't see why not, Potter.

All to your liking,
Miss Longestaffe?

Yes, thank you, Mr. Melmotte,
how kind of you to ask.

Well, let's have a little
smile on that pretty face then.

I'm buying one of your
father's properties, you know,

Pickering Park.

To be that little
madam's dowery.

Oh, really?

I thought that Adolphus
hadn't agreed on the sale.

That's all been dealt with.

When I want the thing, I
generally get it, you know.

How would you like to
live in Pickering Park

as Lady Nidderdale, eh?

I don't care where I live,

but I won't marry
Lord Nidderdale.

She fancies herself in love
with that fop of a Baronet.

What's a Baronet?

I could be a Baronet.
Nothing easier.

Oh, I intend going into
parliament with Longestaffe,

and when I get a seat

all I have to do is spend a bit
of money on the proper side,

the conservative
side, of course,

throw a few dinners,
and the thing is done.

Sir Augustus Melmotte, Baronet.

Well, what do you
think about that?

Most interesting.

Oh!

Oh, really.

Please.

My Lord.

Forgive me, I didn't mean to-

Gentlemen, shall we go
where we can talk,

unencumbered.

Follow me gentlemen.

What's all this, Niddey?

Marie Melmotte, the
stakes are on again.

I say, look here,
that's not fair.

Not my fault, old boy,
it's the two governors.

I can't do anything.

Andrew.

Come and sit down with us.

No, he must not.

He must go at once.

Melmotte.

But you must go, Sir,

he will kill you.

Well, uh yes, under
the circumstances-

No, he shan't go.

Let them kill us if he dare!

I'll never marry Nidderdale,
not if he cuts me to bits.

Go down to Papa and
tell him now,

he shan't make me marry
anyone but you.

Felix, if you would
be true to me,

nothing can keep us apart.

You will be brave.

- Oh my God, he's coming back.
- Uh, well yes...

He's coming back to kill us all.

Well yes, of course
I will, but don't you think-

Now, you be brave, and
I will be brave.

Marie, I really-

Now listen, you, Sir Felix,

my daughter is engaged to be
married to Lord Nidderdale,

all right?

I am not. I won't marry him.

Not if you chop me to pieces.

She will be married
to Lord Nidderdale

so you might as well
leave right now.

Papa, he's my lover.

Bosh!

It is not bosh!

I love him and I won't
have anyone else.

Hit me if you like, it
won't change anything.

You get to your room.

I'll go, but I still love him.

Get out!

I'm very sorry to
have had a hand

in causing this disturbance,
sir.

You go away and don't come back.

You remember this, if she
marries without my consent

she don't get a single shilling.

Good day to you, Sir Felix.

Happy to see you in
the city, any time.

It's only me.

My own, own darling Felix.

You won't give me up, will you?

Did you tell him you
wouldn't give me up?

Well you see, he says
he'll cut us off

without a shilling, so.

I have my own money.

When we were in France Papa
put a lot of money in my name,

thousands, and thousands,

so he could tell his
creditors he had none.

We could run away together.

Good God, there's more to
you than meets the eye.

Send me a note by Didon.

It's so unlike life,
don't you think?

I wonder whether any girl
ever sat and cried like that

because a lover talked
to another woman.

Women aren't all made the same.

Luckily for you men.

But you know there's
a dash of the

savage princess about
most of us.

So watch out.

I shall.

Are you going to see me home?

Of course

You needn't, you know,

I'm not afraid of taking
a cab by myself,

but I should like a
little more your company.

Have you enjoyed this evening?

Yes. Very much.

Good.

So have I.

Come in for one moment.

Good night, Mrs. Hurtle.

Good night, Ruby.

Good night, Sir.

She's a new girl, just
up from the country,

the landlady's niece.

I don't know what
she thinks of me.

I've told them we are
engaged to be married.

I hope you don't mind.

Do you think that's wise?

Well, if it avoids
unpleasantness and gossip.

Shut the door for one moment.

Paul, I
won't be separated from you.

I'll do anything for the love
of you, anything but lose you.

Winifred...

No, don't speak.

I understand.

Go now.

Go now.

My Lords and gentlemen,

I'm able to tell you
that we are prospering.

Here, here.

I wish I could show you
the balance sheet,

it's a sight for sore eyes.

But in affairs of this nature
great discretion is required.

So on behalf of the
shareholders at large,

whose interests are
in our hands,

I think that any detailed
statement should be postponed

just for a short while.

And I therefore move that
this meeting be adjourned

to this day, week.

Seconded.

So all those in favour-

Mr. Melmotte?

Yes. Mr. Montague.

Could you at least give
the board your assurance

that the timetable
for the building

of the railway is on schedule.

Thank you, Mr. Montague.

All in favour?

And that all the company
accounts and records

be made freely available for
inspection by the directors.

Against?

Motion carried.

I think that concludes
the business.

Thank you, gentlemen.

I understand.

You are a fine young
man Mr. Montague,

and this is a great project
and I'm well aware that

it was you who brought it
to me in the first place,

and I'm very grateful, but,

you don't understand the
business side of a thing like this.

You had much better
leave it to me.

I'll make you rich and
you'll have your railway too.

Trust me.

You won't regret it.

And don't cross me again
or you'll be sorry.

Good afternoon to you.

You do think he's all
right, old Melmotte?

I'm supposed to be marrying
his daughter, you know?

Come on, Nidderdale, we're
wasting valuable time here.

You're still here then,
Mr. Montague.

Well, I'm glad you stayed.

Mr. Montague.

Please, take a seat,
Mr. Montague.

No, thank you.

I was a bit short
with you just now.

I beg your pardon.

Good.

But the thing is this,

unanimity is everything in
a situation such as this.

If you and I quarrel
in the boardroom

there's no knowing the
amount of evil that we do.

We are carrying the
hopes and dreams

of thousands of shareholders
on our shoulders.

They're depending on
us, Croll knows,

and there is nothing
that can be done for them

unless the shares keep rising.

And that's what you
have to understand.

You don't want to see the
whole thing fall to pieces.

Do you?

Look here, I'm in this
to build a railway,

and I don't see any signs
of it at the moment now.

Now, nevermind the share price,

what about the survey?

The labour,

the purchase of materials,

and the equipment.

Look, all that is in hand.

Look here, Montague, all
this that you talk of

is nothing.

It's, what is it?

It's a mere matter
of engineering,

it's nuts and bolts,
and nuts and bolts.

I could find myself a score to
fellows to build me a railway

but some of us have
to set our sights

on higher matters than these.

Now what would a
mere engineer, like you,

know about the building

of a great business empire?

The you would have no objection
if this "mere engineer"

went out to Mexico to see
what progress has been made?

No, go, go, go go.

You do what you like, sir,

it's all one to me.

Then I shall.

And if I find that no
preparations have been made

I shall start the work myself.

Good day to you, sir.

He will too.

Oh, let him go, Croll,

Mexico is a long way away,
and our work is here.

Mr. Montague.

I'm sorry, I hadn't realised
you were here alone.

Mamma is out with Roger.

Ah, Roger is in town.

Yes. He comes to London
much more often now.

It seems so long since
we last met.

Yes. Yes, at the
Melmotte's ball.

I suppose you've been very busy.

Yes I have.

- With your railway?
- Yes.

Come and sit down.

I came to tell you I
shall have to go to Mexico

sooner than I had planned,

in two weeks time.

Why do you frown?

Shan't you like that?

I'm not quite sure what
I should find there.

I'm beginning to think
that Melmotte doesn't know,

or care, much about railways.

But there are things,
and people,

I shall be very sorry
to leave behind.

Hetta, you must've thought
me very remiss

in not coming to see
you before now.

Believe me, I have
thought of you every day

since we last met,

but I have found myself
in difficulties.

There is my friendship
for Roger, for one thing,

and other obligations.

I don't think your friendship
for Roger

should make you think you
can't see me or talk to me.

Why should it?

I promised I wouldn't
come between you and him.

He made you promise that?

He had no right to,

I'm not engaged to Roger,
though I care very much for him.

Could you love him as much
as a woman can love a man?

Because if you can I shall
leave England at once

and never return to it.

It is, Mamma.

Mr. Montague, what a
very unexpected pleasure.

Yes, I'm going abroad
soon so I thought I would

come up and see you before I go.

Roger, I had no idea
you were in London.

What brings you here?

A little business, that's all.

Did you have a pleasant
evening, Mother?

Very pleasant.

Did you?

No, not at all, until
Mr. Montague saved me

from Felix's cigar
and brandy bills.

Oh, I hate to be ill-mannered.

Yes, of course.

I, I didn't mean
to stay so long.

I'll walk you back to your club.

Goodbye, Mr. Montague.

And if we don't see you
again before you leave,

bon voyage.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Good bye. I shall think of you.

I didn't know you were in
the habit of calling on Hetta

and speaking to her alone.

This is the first
time I've seen her

since I spoke to you last.

I won't try deceiving
you, Roger.

I love her.

What brought him here?

He brought himself.

It wasn't arranged, if
that's what you mean.

How long was he here?

Only a couple of minutes
before you came in.

There is something between
you and that young man,

what is it?

You haven't engaged
yourself to him, have you?

- No, I have not.
- What then?

I love him, Mother, and
I am sure he loves me.

And this on three or
four short meetings.

What do you know of
that young man?

Nothing.

And what about your
poor cousin, Roger?

I'm sorry, but you can't
help who you love, can you.

You seem to think you've
behaved honourably,

but you promised not to come
between Hetta and myself

and you have done.

Have mercy, Paul, for Gods sake,

leave well alone.

Hetta is the only one for me.

For the sake of our
friendship, Paul.

Don't, don't take Hetta from me.

I wouldn't do that,
Roger, even if I could,

but if she should choose
of her own free will-

After all we've been
to each other,

you would take her
from me, would you?

For God's sake man, she's
not a piece of property

for one man to take,
or another to keep,

she has a will of her own,
and a heart of her own,

and in the end she will decide,

but she may not chose
either of us.

Hello John, come in.

Don't mean to disturb
you, Squire.

Were you just off
to London again?

No, I felt the need
for change of air,

and a bit of solitude.

Oh, I was hoping it might
be London, sir.

Why is that?

Well, sir, it's Ruby.

She's run away.

And I reckon it's the
London that she's gone.

Ruby's gone you say?

Yes, sir.

She quarrelled with
her grandfather.

He don't treat her
very kindly, sir,

that's as much his
fault as hers,

but he's sorry now, and
he want her back.

And so do I.

I don't mean to hold
you up, sir.

Well I'll do what I can
when I'm next there.

But London's a big place,
you know, John.

Aye, sir, I do know that.

But you'll do what you can, aye?

She might precious to me.

I'll do my best.

- I promise.
- Thank you, sir.

You won't keep me out
too late, will you Felix?

Mrs. Pipkin's awful strict.

Bother Mrs. Pipkin.

She knows there's someone,
but I haven't said who.

I think she'd fall
down in a faint

if she knew I was walking
out with a Baronet.

Shh, not so loud, you
know I pass very well

as one of the local ruffians.

Two glasses here, cocky.

Coming up, me Lord.

You know, when I've sold
my shares on and profit

I'm gonna set you up in a
little place of your own,

then we won't have to
bother about Mrs. Pipkin.

And then a place of
our own, you mean.

Mm, yes, of course.

Oh Felix, I do love you.

That's for you, and
this is for me.

Another one, standing
by, please.

My dear friend, Mr.
Melmotte's daughter

and my Felix wish to marry.

Though Mr. Melmotte is
reluctant to give his consent.

Do you think it would
be a good match?

A very good one if they
love each other.

But if the young people
were to take

the affair into their
own hands, so to speak.

If Felix were to run
away with her, you mean?

- To elope.
- Exactly.

Would Mr. Melmotte forgive
his daughter,

and make them an allowance?

Well, yes, I believe he would.

I believe any father who
loves his daughter would.

Oh, Mr. Broune, you have
set my mind at rest.

I've been so worried
about poor Felix.

Lady Carbury, I think you
know that I should like

to set all your anxieties
to rest.

We are not as young
as we used to be.

Indeed we are not, Mr. Broune.

But I like think that
we are not too old

to love.

Hello Broune.

At it again?

Felix, what are you doing in
that extraordinary costume?

What this? All the rage.

Felix, I've been asking
Mr. Broune's advice.

And he agrees, as I do,
that it might be best

to take the bull by the horns.

Which bull is this, Mother?

To run away with Miss. Melmotte,

and obtain her father's
consent after the marriage.

Oh, I don't know about
that, Mother.

He cut up pretty rough
when he warned me off,

thought he was gonna
bite my head off.

Well, damn it, Broune,

if you also behind me, perhaps
I'll go after it after all,

you know, and if Melmotte
makes a fuss

I'll, I'll refer him
to you, shall I?

No, no, no, no.

My advice was couched
in very general terms.

And given to your mother
in strict confidence.

All our hopes depend
on you now, darling.

If you don't bring this
off, we are ruined.

Grosvenor Square, July 2nd.

To Lady Julia Monogram.

Dearest Julia, I wonder
that you have not called

to see me or invited me
since I have been in London.

There is to be a small
soiree here on Tuesday next.

I say small, but large
enough so that you need not

speak to the Melmottes'
if you should not wish to.

Dearest Julia, how
I long to see you,

and all my real friends.

Yours as ever, Georgiana
Longestaffe.

Lady Julia Monogram.

Julia, dear, you came.

I can't stop.

Sir Damask doesn't
even know I'm here.

Who are all these
dreadful people?

They aren't all dreadful.

Look, there's Lord Nidderdale.

I can't bear money grubbing.

Georgiana, you have
to understand,

if you stick with these

Melmottes we can't know you.

Nobody can.

You'd much better to
go back to the country.

Oh my God.

Who's that dreadful looking
man leering at us over there?

He's not so bad as all that.

His name is Mr. Brehgert,

he's the head of a
banking firm in the city.

Darling, he looks like a Jew.

Is that so very bad?

The prime minister is a Jew.

Yes, but one wouldn't
have him in one's house.

Oh, he's coming over.

Georgiana, I do feel for you.

But if you will let
yourself down like this

you can't expect not
to be dropped.

Perhaps we'll see each
other in the country.

Goodbye.

Would you excuse me?

Good evening Miss. Longestaffe.

Mr. Brehgert.

Might I ask who that lady was?

Her name is Lady Julia Monogram.

She was my oldest friend.

- And she's upset you.
- Not at all.

No, I think she has,
and that distresses me.

Would it help you at
all to speak of it?

You are very kind.

But, thank you, no.

Would you excuse me?

Quickly.

Use the stairs, come,
I'll show you.

I say, over here.

Oh, Felix, my love.

You took a deuce long
time about it.

I had to go to Papa's
horrible party

and talk to Lord Nidderdale.

Ah, poor you.

Good job I had this.

Give it to me!

What is your plan?

Sorry, I don't follow,
what plan?

To run away, of course.

Oh, oh, Lord, well-

We think it will be best to sail

to New York from Liverpool.

Who's we?

Didon and I.

Didon has thought of everything.

She will come with me.

She will be my cousin.

I would go as a French girl,
you can be an American,

should you like that.

We will call you Mr. Smith-

I say, that's clever.
That's clever.

We must not travel together.

We'll board separately,

and the captain can
marry us on board,

they can do that, you
know, Didon says,

and then we would be together.

Never apart again.

Look here, Marie,

a thing like this is going
to need some ready cash.

Now, should I get your
Papa to cash in my shares?

The thing is, he might
smell a rat.

Oh, money is nothing.

Papa keeps a great pile of
checks in his book room,

made out to cash, a
hundred pounds each,

I can take one of those.

I say, that's useful.

That's useful.

Might as well take two
while you're there.

So it is settled.

We will go on Wednesday week.

Really? As soon as that,
I hadn't actually thought-

But yes, we must.

Papa is saying I must marry
Nidderdale in two weeks.

But look here, Marie,

what if you're wrong
about the money,

your own money, that is,

and your governor doesn't
come round,

where should we be then?

Nothing ventured, nothing have.

Yes, but we might
venture everything

and end up with nothing,
you know.

You'd have me.

Psst. Come quick.

Sir Felix, you must go now.

Good night, my love.

Marie!

Got Brehgert coming to
see me this morning,

Miss. Longestaffe, his firm
is brokering a loan for us,

asked if you would be at home.

He's taken a fancy to
you, has Brehgert.

I should snaffle him
up if I were you.

He's well stuffed, is Brehgert.

He'd see you all right.

Mr Melmotte, I wish you'd
avoid such coarse expressions.

Oh, I do beg your pardon.

What should I tell him,
Miss. Longestaffe?

Shall I set him home?

You may tell Mr. Brehgert
that I am at home,

and at leisure.

What? What?

I want to go there.

Oh, Papa, can you show
me where Mexican is,

and where the railroad will go?

Go on, get out of here.

I don't want girls and
young women in here.

Go on! I got work to do.

Work to do!

All right, Papa.

Voilà!

Ruby, will you tell Miss.
Pipkin we'll be home late.

Night ma'am, night Mr. Montague.

Winifred, I shall be
away for some time,

but before I go-

No, don't say it.

Not tonight, not here with
all these people around.

I sometimes think I should
go mad in this filthy city.

Everything pressing in on one.

I long to see the sky, the sea,

take me with you, Paul.

You know I can't.

It's no place for a woman.

You forget I'm no
ordinary woman.

Oh yes, Mrs. Hurtle, who
once shot a man in Oregon.

That's how you were
first pointed out to me.

I don't regret it.

I'd do it again if I had to.

If we have to say goodbye
to each other,

can't it be in some
clear, cold place?

With the sound of the
sea in our ears.

We've been on such journeys,
you and I,

one last little trip to
the sea, the real sea.

And then will you release
me from my promise?

Perhaps I shall.

Where shall we go?

How far away is Penzance?

Cromer is much nearer,

or Lowestoft,

Roger Carbury used to
take me there as a boy.

That's a clear, cold
place if you like.

Then Lowestoft it shall be.

I should like to see the place

where you were happy as a boy.

I won't ask you to stay,
just to take me.

I can return by myself.

You couldn't refuse
me that, could you.

Montague, you say?

Mr. Paul Montague?

Yes, I knew him at once.

I'd seen him at the
square ever so many times,

I don't think he knew me,
this ways, I hope not.

What the Devil was he
doing in Islington?

Same as you.

Comes to see his own
friend, Mrs. Hurtle,

the American lady.

Oh, you should see her,
Felix, she's a stunner,

great big flashing
eyes, and lots of money.

They're gonna be married,
you know?

Are they?

Otherwise Mrs. Pipkin
wouldn't let him upstairs.

Upstairs? He goes
upstairs, does he?

Well I'm, damned, Paul Montague.

The thing is, what
if he did know me,

and tells the Squire, and
the Squire comes after me,

what am I to tell him?

Tell him to mind
his own business.

Waiter, brandy and water,
quick about it.

I don't think that'll
quite do, Felix.

And what am I to say
to Aunt as well,

I've said nothing all
along, just to oblige you.

But I think you should have
something to say to me.

Oh, I mean it.

Oh look, if you bother me,
I shall cut it, you know.

- Cut it?
- Yes. Cut it.

Why can't you wait until
I'm ready to say something?

I can't wait much longer.

Where am I to go if Mrs.
Pipkin turns me out?

Look, Ruby, I've told you,

I'll find a little
place for you.

Now I've got to go on
a trip to New York,

I'll be back in a
month then we'll

see what's to be done, you know.

I wanna know whether
you'll marry me or not.

Marry you?

No, I think not.

I know a train worth
two of that.

Well you shan't see
me ever again then.

Ruby, I meant not yet.

Ruby, oh damn. Blast it all.

Yes. This seems in order.

Mademoiselle-

Mademoiselle Racine.

This is my cousin,
Madame de Duras.

Forgive me, Mademoiselle, do
you have any identification?

Why should I need it?

The check is made out to bearer.

Yes of course, perhaps I
should ask Mr. Melmotte

to confirm the check
by telegraph.

It is rather a large sum.

Not to Mr. Melmotte.

And I think he would
be very angry

to be bothered about
so small a matter.

Of course.

Would Mademoiselle like
the money in bank notes?

Notes of 10 pounds.

£250 in 10 notes.

Merci, Monsieur.

There you are.

Now, it is all arranged.

Didon has got our tickets.

We will leave on Wednesday
for Liverpool.

You can catch a train
at seven o'clock.

Right, seven o'clock.

Why aren't I coming with you?

It would be the act of a fool

to let ourselves be seen
together before the boat sails.

Ah, right. That's just
what I thought myself.

I have brought all my
wedding clothes, Felix.

Oh have you? Jolly good.

They'll go ahead in my box,

but I shall keep all
my jewels with me.

Now here's the money
for your ticket.

And when we get to New
York we can telegraph

and write to Papa, and of course
he'll make the best of it.

Do you think he will?

He's a pretty savage old bird.

Yes, he will. He will have to.

Now, remember, the
Liverpool train,

seven o'clock, on Wednesday.

Liverpool train, seven
o'clock, Wednesday.

Don't be late.

Oh, Felix, you're going
through with it.

Seeing as he was
so set on it, Ma.

It's not fair to lay all
the responsibility on me.

You and that fellow, Broune.

Don't worry about that,
Felix Carbury is man enough

to take the consequences when
it's an affair of honour.

I suppose the worst
Melmotte can do is shoot me

through the heart.

Oh darling boy, don't say that.

Now what can you do for
me about money, mother.

But I have none.

There's isn't £20 at
the bank altogether.

Well, well they'd let you
overdraw for 50 or 60.

Not any more, Felix.

I've done that once
too often for you.

Well. Well.

That is a, that is a
blue lookout, I must say,

when a fellow's own mother
wouldn't help him out.

Nevermind, nevermind,
I must try elsewhere.

I can let you have
a check for 30.

I suppose that'll have to do.

Could you have my
luggage sent over

to the Beargarden tomorrow?

I've got one or two affairs
I want to settle there.

When do you leave?

In the evening.

Take care my darling.

All my heart and hopes
go with you.

That's it, just over
there will do.

They won't be in your way
for long, Herr Vossner,

I shall be off this evening.

No trouble at all, Sir Felix.

Hello Felix, what's all this?

- Taking a trip?
- That's it.

Matter of fact, not
a word to anyone,

I'm running off with
Marie Melmotte.

The deuce you are.

That's one in the eye
for Nidderdale.

Keep it under your hat.

It's still a few hours
before I leave.

Oh, are you coming
to the card room?

Have a few hands before you go.

I don't really care to
play for money, not today.

I've only just got enough for

my passage and expenses,
you see?

Oh, come on.

Couple of hands won't
hurt you, will they.

Well, all right then, but
just for half an hour mind.

- Good man.
- All right.

Perfect. I can breath here.

Here I feel really alive again.

Well thank you for
bringing me, Paul.

I'm glad I did.

Are you, truly?

No, don't answer that.

Look at that funny man, striding
along with his head down.

I don't believe he
sees anything.

Might as well be walking
along a city street.

- Oh God.
- What?

For God's sake, what is it?

It's Roger Carbury.

Roger.

That lady, I take it,
is Mrs. Hurtle.

Yes, yes, let me introduce you.

No.

I never thought you were
without fault, Paul,

but I am surprised to
discover that you're a liar,

and a scoundrel.

Good day.

Roger.

Please, Roger.

This is not what
you think it is.

Well what is it then?

You tell me it's all over
between you and that woman,

and a week later I find
you here together.

It is all over.

I wrote to her asking
her to release me.

She came to England.

She sent for me.

She begged me not to desert
her in her loneliness.

What was I to do?

So you intend to marry
her after all?

No, don't you understand?

I am trying to separate
myself from her, honourably.

You go about it in
a very strange way.

Bringing her to a seaside
hotel as if she were a...

Has she no regard
for her character?

Have you?

Or perhaps theses things
don't matter anymore.

What do I know about
the way people live now?

Roger, I can't simply
abandon her

until she accepts that
it is over between us.

And meanwhile you offer
yourself as a lover

to a pure, innocent
girl, like Hetta Carbury.

Have you told Hetta
about this woman,

and your relations with her?

- No.
- No I thought not.

Do you think she'll be happy
to be dragged into this,

this mess that you have
made for yourself?

You think so little of me?

Are you so proud of her
own dealings with Hetta?

What do you mean by that?

You think of her, and speak
of her, as a child, Roger.

All your intercourse with
her has been as a grown man

with a child, and now you offer
yourself to her as a lover.

How could you regard
your advances to her

with anything but
embarrassment and disgust?

That's what I mean.

I don't see how our friendship
could survive this, Paul.