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As returning officer for

the constituency of Westminster,

I declare that the votes
were cast as follows:

Ferdinand Alf, 10,167 votes.

Augustus John Melmotte, 10,443.

I hereby declare that
Augustus John Melmotte

is elected Member
of Parliament for

the constituency of Westminster.

The house will,
I'm sure, agree with me,

that the entire English
glove-making industry

is in danger of extinction,

if these cheap imports continue

from countries whose
citizens have never even

heard of income tax.

And that it is our
patriotic duty as Englishmen

to demand a levy
on these imports.

Exceptional circumstances-

No, no, no. That's all wrong.

Mr Brown here is a city
man, and he ought to know

that protectionism don't work.

It never has and it never will.

You cannot stop trade that way-

Off, off, off.

Order. Order.

Off, off, off.

Order. Order.

The honourable member
is not yet aware

that he should not call
a member by his name,

but allude to the honourable
member for Whitechapel.

Order.

And when a member is speaking,
he should remove his hat.

Order, order.

Proceed, Mr Melmotte.

Proceed.

Enough.

Well, I've had my say.

He's all wrong and he
ought to know better.

That's all.

I call on the honourable
member for Grimsby.

Damn stupid place.

I don't know why I went
to the trouble to

get myself elected.

Order.

Ah, Mr Montague.

Always a pleasure to
see you in the city.

Rather busy today,
as you can see.

If you would just care
to wait for a moment-

No, I wouldn't. I'll go in now.

Ah, you'll go in now. Very good.

Mr Montague.

Back from Mexico.

I gather the work
went very well.

It's a shame it had
to be curtailed.

It had to be curtailed
because the funds you promised

never materialised.

That's only temporary.

This sort of thing is quite
usual in large undertakings.

We've got many outgoings,
liquidity desirable

for many eventualities.

Don't worry, Mr Montague.

You'll get your railway
by and by.

No, I won't be put off
like that again.

I believe you have been
milking the company

to fund a whole number of
other schemes you've floated.

I also believe you've
used the company's money

to buy property for your
own personal use,

and to fund your election
expenses.

Oh, you do?

Do you?

I'm going to have to make
public everything I know.

You don't want to
do that, you know.

You're a good sort of fellow,

even though you've been a
bit of a thorn in my side.

But we have got a lot
in common, you and me.

We can see things the
other fellow can't.

We both know it's not
about money, it's about

creating something great,
changing the world, eh?

Doing something that
we'll be remembered for.

Look.

Public confidence is the
essence in these things,

and once you've got that,

you can do anything.

Including robbing
your own company?

It's not worthy of
you, Mr Montague.

I tell you what's in my heart,

and you answer with cheap
and petty accusations.

Well, two can play at that game.

Any more along those lines,
and you'll find yourself

in court, young man, and
in jail soon afterwards.

I've tried to help you.

But if you want to
ruin yourself,

you go ahead, harm the company.

Augustus Melmotte is big
enough to weather the storm.

Croll.

Show the gentleman out.

I can find my own way.

Thank you for your trouble.

Good afternoon, Mr Croll.

Always a pleasure to see
you in the city, sir.

He'll do for us, Mr Melmotte.

No, he won't.

We've weathered worse than this.

Allow me to wish you
every happiness.

Roger, don't say what
you don't mean.

You think I would wish
to see you unhappy?

What's done is done.

I may not be going to marry
Paul Montague after all.

I don't understand.

That is why I asked you to come.

Felix told me something
about Paul.

Something hateful.

He says that Paul
keeps a mistress.

An American woman, a Mrs Hurtle.

Is it true?

Feeling as I do about you,
how can I be fair to him?

Easily. Just
tell me the truth.

Very well.

Paul Montague was involved
with a Mrs Hurtle in America.

I believe they were engaged
to be married.

He has told me that
that engagement is over.

It's true that she is
in the country now,

and that they have
seen each other.

More than that, I cannot say.

Our friendship is over,
but I won't slander him.

I think you should
ask him yourself.

Well, Mr Montague.

This is just about what
I suspected all along.

Though I never expected
to be given the evidence

by one of the directors
of the company.

You will swear to it?

I mean, you won't go
back on your word?

No, I shan't. Whatever
the consequences.

Yeah, well, there will
be consequences.

You see, Mr Melmotte, he'll
try and muzzle us with the law.

But we shall publish
all the same,

and it'll just about
knock the city sideways.

Mr Melmotte's pie shall
fall right out of the sky.

I imagine you'll have got
rid of most of your shares

before the pie starts falling.

No.

It was never a consideration
for me.

All I wanted to do was
build a railway.

That's still what I want to do.

I'll get one of my best
men on this right away.

No railway in Mexico, eh?

Where did the money go?

Not bad.

You've set the cat among the
pigeons, you, Mr Montague.

Lady Carbury, Sir Felix, Hetta.

I'm sorry-

Before you say anything
more, Mr Montague,

let me tell you that you are
not welcome in this house,

and you are to have no
future conversation

with my daughter.

You may regard your engagement
at an end.

Hetta, I don't understand.

What's this all about?

You know damn well, sir.

It's about that mistress
you keep in Islington.

Felix. Mother.

I want to speak to
Mr Montague alone.

Is she your mistress,
as Felix says?

No, she's not.

Are you engaged to her?

I was engaged to her,
more than two years ago.

I swear to you that it
was all over between us

before I met you.

Were you in love with her?

I thought I was, but it's
over now. I love you.

Then what is she doing
in England now?

Why are you still seeing her?

I truly thought I would
never see her again.

I thought it was over for
her, as it was for me.

And so you took her
to Lowestoft?

Yes, I did. At her request.
It was for her health.

Have you seen her since then?

Once, only.

It is truly over, Hetta.
You must believe this.

And you never said
a word about her.

All the time you were
making love to me.

Why should I believe you now?

Because it's the truth.

I thought I could end it
with her without you ever

needing to find out about it.

I see now that was the
wrong thing to do,

but Hetta... Hetta,
you must acknowledge,

I have tried to do the
honourable thing by both of you.

You loved her once and
you abandoned her.

How do I know you
won't abandon me?

No, I think you'd better
go back to your Mrs Hurtle,

and tell her that you're ready
to honour your engagement.

Hetta, you don't mean that.

Why shouldn't I mean it?

Because you love me as I-

No, don't touch me.

You have no right to
talk to me about love.

I'd like you to leave now.

You're really throwing me over?

As you did with her.

Goodbye, Mr Montague.

So, you've published
the announcement

for you and our Ruby, have you?

Yes, that's it.

Or rather, it'll be in
the paper next week.

Well, when we've read
it, in black and white,

you can see our Ruby.

Till then, you don't.

Auntie. When he's
come all this way?

If I were you, Miss Pipkin,
I shouldn't take him

at his word.

I found these English gentlemen
to take their promises

pretty lightly.

I say, look here. Don't
take that tone with me.

I know all about you, you know.

You and that fellow, Montague.

That's no business of
yours, Sir Felix.

Oh, isn't it? Well, I say it is.

I have my sister's honour
to protect, you know.

Your sister's honour is
perfectly safe, Sir Felix.

There is no longer anything
between me and Mr Montague.

Oh.

Oh, Mrs Hurtle.

I think you
should go now, Sir Felix.

I'm sure you'll be very welcome
when your engagement to Ruby

is made public.

Witness. The great Khalini
always escapes.

Good evening, Ma'am.

Sorry to bother you so late.

I know who you are. Mr
Crumb, the miller,

and you've come to see our Ruby.

That's right, Mrs Pipkin.
I am and I have.

They're always so mean
about you, Felix,

saying I was a silly
girl to believe you.

You will be publishing the
announcement of marrying me,

won't you?

Yes, yes. By and by,
of course, you know.

Yes, but when? I want to know.

I've got things to get ready.

I haven't even bought
my wedding clothes yet.

Now, look here, Ruby. I'm
just about sick of this game.

I'm very fond of
you and all that,

but you never really thought
I'd be able to marry you,

did you?

But you promised.

Look, I've got to
marry a rich girl.

What am I going to
have to live on?

We have a jolly time, don't we?

If Mrs Hurtle can have
her fun, then so can we.

Now, stop being so silly and
come upstairs like a good girl.

No, I will not.

I'm going, and I'm
finished with you.

I thought you loved me,
but you've just been

playing around with me.

I know a man worth 10 of you.

No, let go, let go.

Ruby.

Ruby.

Ruby.

Ruby.

Leave me alone.

Stop being such a
damn silly girl.

Yes.

I know now that's what you
thought of me all the time.

Well, it's over now, and you
shan't see me ever again.

All right, then, let's have you.

I'll give you something
to remember me by.

Wait, no.

Get off me, you nasty pig.

All right, shut your silly
mouth and open your legs.

Help. Help, police.

Help.

Get off.

Stop. No.

Please, please.

Is it Ruby?

I'm here, Ruby.

John?

Now, you.

All right, you blackguard.

Come on, then.

You'n the blackguard, Mister.

John.

Come on.

Get up, you wiper.

No thanks. I've had sufficient.

No, you ain't.

John, don't kill him.

Look after this young
lady, officer.

She's very precious to me.

You can arrest me
now, if you like.

I done that.

And I ain't sorry.

How many were there
this time, Felix?

About six, mother.

Trapped me in a dark alley.

Well, darling, you shouldn't
go down dark alleys at night.

No wonder you get attacked.

It was all for Hetta's sake.

I saw her, Hetta. Montague's
mistress.

She was very rude to
me, as a matter of fact.

Told me to mind my own business.

I don't care what she said.

She can have Paul Montague
or not, as she chooses.

I shall never see him again.

Does that mean you'll marry
your cousin Roger, after all?

No, mother.

How very vexing that girl is.

He's here.

Show him in, Croll.

Ah, Mr Alf.

It's very good of you to
come. Please, take a seat.

Thank you.

Daresay you're surprised
I sent for you.

Not entirely.

I imagine you're stepping down
as member for Westminster,

and you've a statement
to make for the press.

No. Then you imagined wrong.

I won that election
fair and square,

and I'm not about to step down.

For anyone.

I want you to call
your dogs off.

Call my dogs off?

All this nonsense.

It's irresponsible.

Have you seen the share
price this morning?

Good men are jumping out
of windows because of you.

Their widows and children
are starving in the streets,

thanks to you.

My paper reports the facts.

The fact is, you undertook
to build a railway.

The fact is, you haven't.

But the great fact is, I will.

If you had come to me,
man to man, I would have

explained it all to you.

It's all a question
of timing, you see?

And between you and me,
if you were to buy now,

you'd see the share
price go up again,

and those chaps that
panicked will be smiling on

the other side of their faces.

I don't think so.

I think I should tell you I've
sent a man to Vienna, too.

Ooh.

Look here, Alf.

You and I, we shouldn't
be enemies.

We've both come up the hard way.

Always had to fight and
struggle in this world.

Not like these princes, baronets,
dukes and what have you.

We've come from nothing,

but made something of ourselves.

Now, I respect you for that,
and you should respect me.

I don't care for privilege
anymore than you do.

But I do care about
honesty, justice and truth.

Yes, and so do I.

But in this world, a man is
obliged to cut a few corners

now and then, just to
get the job done,

for the good of others.

I've never found it
necessary, sir.

Well, then, you're
either a liar or a fool.

I hope I'm neither. I
just use my newspaper

to tell the truth as best I can,

and I don't take kindly
to being insulted,

so I'll take my leave now.

You think you're the great,
shining sword of truth,

do you?

It's easy for the
likes of you, Alf,

standing on the sidelines,
watching,

while better men than
you change the world

and move mountains.

You might find the world a
better place if you try to

do something for the good of it.

That might be a fair
criticism, Mr Melmotte,

If you did change the
world and move mountains.

But from what I can see,
the only thing you move

is money.

From the pockets of
other men into your own.

Good day, Mr Melmotte.

Good afternoon, sir.
Always a pleasure to see you

in the city.

They want their
money for Pickering Park,

or they want the
title deeds back.

And Mr Brehgert,
he's very sorry,

but he has to ask to see
security for the new loan.

Already?

Feeling a little tired, Croll.

I think I shall go home early.

I should use the back way, sir.

I shall.

Just a little tired, that's all.

Just a little tired of keeping
it all going, furthermore.

Little gratitude wouldn't
come amiss now and then.

I'm grateful, Mr Melmotte.

I know you are, Croll.

I know you are.

Are we going to be all
right, Mr Melmotte?

Certainly, we are.

Is it true? Is
he really done for?

Don't see how he can
come back from it.

It's all that fellow Alf
and his evening bolus.

And that fellow, Montague.

How much are the
shares down? 50%?

42% of the issue value.

Well, I hope it's not
as bad as it sounds.

He still owes us 80
thou on Pickering Park.

We haven't seen a penny yet.

Sold your shares yet, Grendall?

No, not I. It's all talk.
I'm hanging on.

So should you.

Ha. There speaks a brave man.

Dear Mrs Hurtle,

Mr Paul Montague has
referred me to you,

and no doubt he has
spoken of me.

I shall be very grateful
if you would allow me

to call on you on any
afternoon you choose.

Well, Miss Carbury.

Yes. I am glad that you came.

One imagines so many things,
but you are very much

as he described you.

Do sit down, Miss Carbury.

So, why did you come?

Was it simply to
triumph over me?

No.

I want to know whether you
still consider yourself

engaged to Mr Montague.

What does he say?

He says it is all
over between you.

Does he?

Then he lies.

He may wish it were
all over between us,

but it is not.

Even though he no longer feels
for you what he once did?

What do you presume to know
about his feelings for me?

I know what he tells me.

You have no business to pry
into his feelings for me,

or mine for him.

He loves me now.

What good can come of an
engagement where love has gone?

And what makes you think
that our love has gone?

If Paul Montague had
no feelings for me,

do you suppose he would
have visited me here,

again and again? Here,
in my private lodgings?

Do you suppose he would have
taken me, unaccompanied,

to a seaside place and stayed
with me in the same hotel?

He told me that he took
you there, at your request,

for the sake of your health.

Oh, yes. I imagine he would
have put it like that.

You English have a gift
for that kind of thing.

Did he...

Did he make love to you there?

Do you think you have
a right to ask me that?

I don't know, but I do ask it.

Well,

what do you think generally
happens, Miss Carbury,

between a man and a woman
staying together as a couple

in a seaside hotel?

I hope you don't want
me to go into details.

No.

Thank you, Mrs Hurtle.

Thank you for seeing me.

That is all I wanted to know.

Goodbye.

Mr Brehgert,

do you have any news about
the Mexican railway collapse?

Will Melmotte and co.
Be hammered, sir?

I don't think it's come
to that yet, gentlemen.

Every cloud has a silver lining.

Tell him to settle
his grocery bills, then.

Damn it.

This is a solid company,
Mr Brehgert,

founded on rock.

It's solid as the
Bank of England.

We shall wipe the grins off
their faces, Mr Brehgert.

I'm very glad to hear
that, Mr Melmotte.

Even so, though, with a
drop in the share prices,

my partners will need to
see some security now.

Or we shall, very reluctantly,
have to call in the debt.

You don't want to do
that, Mr Brehgert.

You might see nothing at all.

Then things really are
as bad as everyone fears?

Not a bit of it. Come
on, I'm joking.

Melmotte's got plenty of
money, but it's tucked away.

Only he don't like to
touch it, that's all.

He's a little superstitious
like that.

But you have been a very
good friend to Melmotte,

and you shall see
it. You shall see

that Melmotte and Company
are as sound as a bell.

Come on, sit down.

It's Marie's money, do you see?

I put it in the bank in her
name, just in case, you know?

And I've added to it every year,

it's a very substantial
sum, and I've never cared

to dip into it.

That's all.

If the money is there,
Mr Melmotte,

then there is no need to
dip into it at this stage.

But the bank must see
that it is there,

and that it is available to you.

And that's only fair.

And the railway will be built?

I stake my life on
it, Mr Brehgert.

Stake my life on that.

Between you and me,

we are a little overstretched
just now,

because we've got so
many opportunities coming

so close together.

India, Canada, China.

These are great enterprises,
Mr Brehgert.

They could turn this
little island into

the greatest trading
country in the world.

They should be grateful
to me that I chose to

become an Englishman,
but they're not.

They're a like a pack
of snapping dogs.

We'll put the matter of
security in hand immediately.

Mr Melmotte.

You have been very kind to me.

You have been the means
of making me acquainted

with the lady that I hope
soon to make my wife.

Now, I think you are troubled.

Tell me, is there any way
in which I could help you?

You could write it off
as a bad debt and

say nothing about it.

Mr Melmotte, I think you know-

Come on, come on, come on.

I'm only joking.

Don't worry about Melmotte.
You shall get your money.

Now, go and talk sweet
nothings to that lovely fiancee

of yours, huh?

Go on. Go, go, go, go.

I long to leave this house.

Then let it be soon, my dearest.

Have you had word
from your family?

Yes. Papa has been utterly
beastly about the whole affair.

I'm not sure I shall ever
bring myself to speak to him

again.

Your father has written
to me, and in very

intemperate language.

Well, I have been used
to that in my lifetime.

But the world is changing.

Perhaps, when we are
married, he may change

and soften, too.

But if he does not?

Mr Brehgert, you must
understand that I may be

cutting myself off from
my whole family

and a good part of my
friends in marrying a...

In marrying out of my religion.

So, it is vitally important
that we are quite clear

about what it is you
are offering me.

Of course. I would wish
everything to be quite clear, too.

As to religion, I am very
happy that you should

practise your own,

and that, should we be
blessed with children,

they might be brought up
subject to your influence.

Oh, I had not thought of that.

As to the children of
my first marriage-

I don't think I can
be expected to have

anything to do with them.

Nothing at all. They
have a governess,

but naturally, I was hoping-

Naturally? I don't see
what's natural about it.

They're not my children,
are they?

No, they are not, but
they are mine, Georgiana.

They are, as it were,
a part of me.

I would have thought
that, when you accept me,

you accept all that
I am, and have.

I don't see that at
all, Mr Brehgert.

You're not asking me to come
and work at the bank with you,

I presume?

No, but that isn't quite
the same thing.

Please do not bring
up the question of

your children again.

I assume that they will be
living at your house in Fulham,

and as we shall have
our new house in town,

there will be no need
for me to see them.

As to that, I am sorry to say-

You are not going back
on the London house?

Only for the present,
only for the present.

The fact is I am anticipating
a very heavy loss

in the next week or so.

I authorised my bank to make
a large loan to a business

that is likely to go
under very soon.

So, you are to be bankrupt now?

No, no, no. Far from it.

But a second house, a London
house in a fashionable location

with all the furniture and
servants that you would expect

and deserve,

that won't be possible
for a year or two.

I'm very sorry.

Are you telling me that
you want me to go and

live in Fulham?

I wish it were not so,
Georgiana, but regrettably-

Let me make myself
clear, Mr Brehgert.

When we first talked about
marriage, a London house

was promised.

Perhaps you did not
understand then,

but a proper establishment is
an absolute necessity for me.

I must be in town
for the season.

I wonder that you should
be so obtuse.

It grieves me to disappoint
you, Georgiana, but as I say,

it will only be for a while.

Still, you say this.
Don't you understand?

It is entirely unacceptable
that I should go and

live in Fulham with your Jew
children for a week, for a day.

You should not have proposed
to me if you were not able

or prepared to make the
necessary financial outlay.

No, I should not.
I see that now.

Thank you for enlightening
me, Miss Longestaffe.

You may regard our
engagement as at an end.

What?

May I say that I was
never under the illusion

that you had formed a
passionate attachment for me,

but I did deceive myself
into thinking that

your interest was, shall we
say, not entirely mercenary.

It seems we both made a mistake.

I wish you every happiness.

Goodbye, Miss Longestaffe.

Mr Brehgert?

He's gone.

It's all over.

I have been jilted by a Jew.

What's the
news from Melmotte, sir?

My dearest Hetta,

I cannot bear to think that
I have lost you forever.

I have been a fool, and I
realise now that I should have

told you the truth
from the start,

but I never lied to you.

Whatever past between
Mrs Hurtle and me,

my love for her was over
before I met you.

Hetta, if you really
love me, I beg you not to

separate yourself from me.

My love for you is so
absolute and intense

that I cannot see my way
to living without you.

Paul Montague for Miss
Hetta Carbury.

Hetta, you have every right to

be angry with me, but you
are breaking my heart,

and, I believe, your own.

Please let me see you again.

Your most affectionate
Paul Montague.

Mr Longestaffe senior,
Mr Longestaffe junior,

and Mr Squirkham,

to see Mr Melmotte as
a matter of urgency.

He's not at home.

Lean on the door, Mr
Longestaffe, sir.

Thank you. It is a matter
of urgency, as I said.

Where is Mr Melmotte?

The master has not risen yet.

Then it's about time he did.

Come on.

Where's his bedroom?

Which way, do you think?

I say, I'm not sure
this is quite the thing,

wandering round another
man's house.

Ah, gentlemen.

You're very welcome, but
isn't it rather early?

Have I mistook the time?

My clients have urgent
business with you, Mr Melmotte.

Oh, have they?

And who are you?

Squirkham, sir. Squirkham
and co. Solicitors.

Fetter Lane.

Never heard of you.

But you're very welcome.

Come, let's go down
to the book room.

Will you take a glass
of brandy and water

with me, gentlemen?

Well-

Certainly not. We have
come for our money,

the purchase price
for Pickering Park,

or the title deeds.

My client put it most
succinctly, Mr Melmotte.

The money or the deeds.
This morning.

80,000.

This morning?

Well, if it has to be this
morning, it'll have to

be the title deeds.

I don't carry that much
money in my waistcoat pocket,

do I, Croll?

No, indeed, Mr Melmotte.

The deeds it is, then.

I say, hold on.

Have you seen what
he's done to it?

He's pulled it half
down to rebuild it.

We won't take it back like that.

Then, perhaps you'd consider
payment by instalment?

Certainly not.

Hold
hard, Squirkham. Let's see

what he proposes.

50,000 on Friday.

The rest the following Friday?

He hasn't got it.

It's all over the
city. He's busted.

He's a gone coon.

Then, you'd better take the
title deeds, hadn't you?

Will you put it in writing,
sir? And sign to it?

With pleasure, gentlemen.

Draw it up, Croll.

What a pleasure, doing
business with you gentlemen.

Get
in, dear. Get in.

Charlie, getting in?

The most embarrassing
day in my life.

Give me the papers.

You better wait here, Croll.

I'll call for you to
witness the signatures.

What a pleasant domestic scene.

What do you want, Papa?

Marie, my dear.

You remember, just before
we left Paris, I placed

rather a large sum of
money in your name?

Yes, Papa.

You wanted me to make sure
nobody could get at it

if you got into trouble.

Who says I'm in trouble?

Everybody does.

You will do good, my dear.

Let your Papa speak, dear.

Now, I put it in
your name, Marie,

but of course, I never meant
to put it beyond my own reach.

It is, after all, my property.

But it's really mine.

By a quibble of the law, yes,

but not so as to give you
any right to it, my dear.

In any case, this is
for your own benefit.

In the matters concerning
your forthcoming marriage with

Lord Nidderdale,

settlements must be drawn.

All you need to do is
to sign these papers

in one or two places. Mr
Croll is waiting outside.

I'll call him in to
witness your signature.

No, Papa.

You say no to me?

If I am to be married, what's
mine will be my husband's.

Why should I sign it away now?

I don't believe you. I think
you've lost your own money,

and now, you want to steal mine.

Steal your money?
It was never yours

in the first place, damn you.

In that case, you can do
what you like with it,

without my signing.

Marie.

Understand.

I must have this money
at my disposal for use

in the city tomorrow.

Or I shall be ruined.

I think of all I have
done for you.

Look around you.

We have travelled all this way,
from the gutters of Europe,

Marie.

I've lived off scraps
like a dog so you should

have the life of a lady.

And look at you now.

About to marry a peer
of the realm.

I never wanted the
life of a lady.

Ungrateful girl.

Don't tell me about the
gutters of Europe.

I was there. I saw it all.

I saw how you cheated and
stole and bullied and lied,

and ran away, leaving debt.

For you, for you.

You never loved me.
It was all for you.

For yourself.

And what did you do
with my mother?

That couldn't be helped.

Marie.

Will you do this one
thing for me now?

And save us all from ruin?

No. I won't.

You ungrateful little-

Mr Croll.

Mr Melmotte.

Mr Melmotte.

It's not the way.

Of course, there's no reason why

I shouldn't sign the
girl's name myself.

I'm her father. It is
my money, after all.

But then, in order to satisfy
Brehgert and the rest,

the signature would have
to be witnessed.

We've known each other
a long time, Walt.

Well, it's a small thing
to put your name

to a piece of paper to say
I can have my own money.

Oh go on, then, go.
Go back to the city.

I think I shall be able
to persuade her.

In any case, I'll come
to you in half an hour.

English gentlemen, to the last.

No.

We haven't come to you yet.

Give this to Mr Brehgert,

at Todd, Brehgert and Goldstein,

and make sure he gets it
before close of business.

Of course
nothing can be expected of him,

but Hetta?

That she should be so stubborn.

Oh, Mr Broune.

I see nothing but
ruin for us all.

Felix, where are you going?

Just thought I'd take
a little air, Ma.

Oh, Mr Broune. What am I to do?

I must bear it as best
I can, I suppose.

At least I still have my pen.

I shall begin a new book.

What do you think of
Great Mothers of History?

Lady Carbury, I can
no longer bear

to stand by and see
you suffer alone.

Will you let me be the one to
take your troubles from you?

Mr Broune.

You are a kind and generous
man, but I cannot allow you

to shoulder such burdens.

I assure you, they will be
as light as feathers to me.

I seem as though to
have fallen through

in everything I do.

I do not see what I
can give you in return.

Yourself.

Mr Broune.

Do you really mean...

If only you knew
how long and devoutly

I have admired your beauty,
your courage,

you would not need to ask.

But I have no money.

I'm not proposing to
you for your money.

I have enough for both of us.

And the children?

Your daughter I can
love as my own,

and it is proof of my
devotion to you if I say

I can attempt the
same for your son.

Do you really think you
can deal with Felix?

I'm sure of it.

If you will let me.

Mr Broune.

How good you are.

Hello, Felix.

Come to apologise, Grendall.

About the cheating.
I take it all back.

What do you say?

Let bygones be bygones?

Come on, Grendall. Chap
can't say fairer than that.

Shake hands, what?

Going to play, Carbury?

Don't mind if I do.

Mr Felix Carbury?

Yes. What of it?

You're off on a short trip, sir.

What?

To the continent.

In here.

How dare you?

Dover port. Don't
stop on the way, driver.

Mr Brehgert
sent for me last night,

and he told me to take
this back to you.

He says you forgot to
get one signature.

This one.

It should say, "W. Croll".

Here as well.

It's a pretty strong
order, Mr Melmotte.

Brehgert knows it's a forgery.

I think he does, sir.

And he's not
going to the police?

And nor shall I, Mr Melmotte.

But I shan't be back
in the lane anymore.

Will you not back at
the office, Croll?

I think not. No.

So, you're leaving me?

There's a little money owing.

But you'll send it, no?

Goodbye, Mr Melmotte.

Oh, Hetta.

There's a lady waiting for
you in the sitting room.

Forgive the intrusion,
Miss Carbury.

I'm going back to the States,
and I wanted to see you

before I go.

You're leaving with Mr Montague?

I am travelling alone.

I've been doing some
thinking since last we met.

I guess I've been playing
a bad hand for too long.

He's yours, Miss Carbury,
if you want him.

I should take him,
if I were you.

Tell him he has nothing
to fear from me.

I've put away my pistols
and my whips.

I shan't be taking my
revenge. Not this time.

I only wish I could have
made him love me

as he did a long time ago.

But when I came to
see you before-

Miss Carbury, when I
spoke to you before,

I let you think that Paul
Montague and I made love

at Lowestoft.

I want to tell you now
that that wasn't true.

I asked him to spend
one last night with me,

but he refused.

For your sake.

There.

When I spoke to you
before, I couldn't bear

letting you triumph over me,

but now I find I can.

I don't want to triumph
over you.

Why not?

You've got him. Are you telling
me you don't want him now?

It's so messy,

and complicated and compromised.

When I first fell in love with
him, I though he was perfect.

None of them
are. None of us, come to that.

But as men go, he's about
as good as they come.

Roger Carbury is entirely good.

Maybe.

But what use is a man
like that to you or me?

No passion, no spirit,
no badness.

He might as well be
stuffed in a museum.

An English country gentleman,
circa 1870.

Paul wants you. Take
a chance on him.

It might not work out,
but at least you'll have

an interesting ride.

And I wish you every happiness.

Goodbye, Miss Carbury.

I am glad to have met you.

You better pack up your jewels.

Is something going to
happen, Melmotte?

Pack them up small.

Keep them ready to hand.

You might have to
travel without me.

And Marie, too?

No. The
girl's all right.

She has her own money.

Are we ruined, Melmotte?

Pretty much.

We stayed too long.

I enjoyed it too much,

being an English gentleman.

Perhaps I should have built
that damn railroad after all.

I don't understand.

Shares are at nothing.

I owe hundreds of thousands.

With nothing to pay with.

So, what are you staring at?

What will you do?

Will they send you to prison?

If it comes to it.

I shall go down to the house.

And if I fall,

they should see I will
fall like a man.

Order.

A statement to the house from

the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

Mr Melmotte, do you wish
to raise a point of order?

Order. Order.

Order.

Will the house come to order?

Order.

Order.

Prussic acid.

See your own
doctor, if you want money.

No, no, please. I wouldn't
dream of it.

I...

It's all right. I understand.

The engagement's all over.

What a life it has been.

Now it's over.

I don't suppose I shall
see you again.

I don't know why you
should think that.

Yes, you do.

You like me well enough, but
you have to marry fortune,

like all the rest.

Come, let's not pretend.

It's all right.

You can go now.

Papa.

It was a bad shame, you know.

Too many things.

If he'd stuck to the
railway, he might have

come out right.

Mr Fisker arrived in
London yesterday.

He can deal with the creditors.

Mademoiselle, your
money is safe.

Nobody can touch it, not
if he was in debt millions.

You are still a rich young lady.

You can...

Look after that one, no?

If I choose to. Thank
you, Mr Croll.

I feel as if I have to start
my life all over again.

I didn't love my father,
but life will be

so strange without him there.

What about you?

Are you happy with
the man you love?

No, I have broken with him.

I found he was involved
with another woman.

No. The beast.

Does he love this other
woman and not you?

No. I think he loves me.

And I still love him.

Then take him. You must.
Don't be a fool.

You don't understand.

I understand this;

that we women must take
our fates in our own hands.

I will never be like
that woman in there,

or my poor mother.

I will live my life to the full.

So must you.

Paul.

It is great to see you.

How is everything?

I'm surprised you have the nerve

to show your face here, Fisker.

Hey, hold hard, partner.

Listen, I understand that
things weren't so good

the last time that we met.

But you can't blame me for that.

Things are a damn sight
worse now, I suppose.

No doubt you've come over
to wind up the company.

Are you crazy?

Have you not seen the price
of the American stock?

Paul, we're going to
build the railway.

Come here, come here. Sit down.

Look.

This is the new schedule
of works.

Take a look at it.

No, go on. Check it out.

After all, you're going to be
the one who's in charge of it.

If that's still what you want.

Didn't I tell you? It
always pans out like this.

First wave of investors
lose their shirts,

but the second wave,
they make their fortunes.

It's too bad that old
Melmotte got in too deep.

I had a lot of time
for that man.

He made his mark on the
world, all right,

but he had to always push that
just a little bit too far.

I hope you held onto
your shares.

So, come on, Paul.

What's it going to be?

Are you in or are you out?

Why should I believe
a word you say?

First, because we are partners.

That's why.

Then second, because it is
guaranteed, in black and white,

page 29, construction is to
begin in one week's time,

and the money, it
is in the bank.

What's it going to be?
Are you in or are you out?

Hey, I thought that you
wanted to build a railway.

No, Mr Montague.

I'm afraid that's out
of the question.

Then, would you tell her
I came to say goodbye?

I am leaving the
country shortly.

Probably forever.

I made a mess of things with
your daughter, Lady Carbury,

and I daresay she'll be as
glad to see the back of me

as you will.

I don't deserve her,
and I know that.

But I never meant to
make her unhappy.

It's a strange and
complicated life,

the way we live now,

and things aren't always
as clear cut

as we'd like them to be.

But one thing is as
clear as day for me;

I love Hetta,

and I always will.

Will you tell her that for me?

And that I hope she'll be happy,

and that I shall be
thinking of her

every minute of every day.

Goodbye, Lady Carbury.

Goodbye, Mr Montague.

Paul.

Hetta.

Paul.

Take me with you.