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[gentle instrumental music]

Oh, McAlpine.

When Billy's finished marking the lines,

will you tell him to put up the net?

Someone's bound to want to play tennis

soon after they arrive.

Oh, bound to, Madam.

[McAlpine muttering]

Mr. and Mrs. Edward will be in the piano room.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. and Mrs. Hugh in the green room, please.

Mr. and Mrs. Rupert in the Indian room.

Now, Phyllis, we should organise chamber pots.

[telephone ringing]

Edward Cazalet.

Oh, hello.

Excuse me, old boy, it's Jack Grisham,

about the mahogany order.

I'd better get it sorted out before...

Not again.

I talked to him this morning.

I thought we'd cleared that up.

Fair cup, old boy.

Oh, right.

Right.

I'm going to pick up Sybil and Polly.

I'll see you at Home Place.

Bye.

Sorry, go on.

This afternoon?

No, I don't think I can, I have to take my family

down to Sussex for the holidays.

[laughing]

Do you?

Mm...

I, you, believe me.

Oh, Lord, I wonder.

Now, chamberpots.

Two for each of the children's rooms,

and one for the others, please.

What should we do with the one Madam doesn't like?

Oh...

Put it in Master Teddy's room.

Teenage boys don't seem to notice these things.

Yes, Miss Rachel.

Polly!

Polly, darling, come on, we must go.

Daddy's waiting.

[Hugh] All ready?

Except for Polly.

Darling, come and sit in the car.

You've had so much to do, you must be exhausted.

No, I'm all right, darling, really.

What are you doing with Pompey?

He tried to get into my bag.

He wants to come.

Polly, you know he can't.

Cats have to know their territory.

He'll only get lost.

And you don't want that, do you?

Pompey will be quite happy here with Inge.

You'll look after him, won't you, Inge?

I look after him well.

I love the cat.

Come on, Polly.

I'll have to come up to work every other day.

I'll make sure I call in and see him.

Give him to me, darling.

There you are, Pompey.

There you are, Inge.

[cat meows]

Come on, darling.

[Sybil] Inge is very reliable, Polly.

We'll miss her when she goes back to Germany.

All aboard.

You're not going to read.

[Louise] Why shouldn't I, Teddy?

There you go, dear.

There's a window beside you

-in case you need fresh air. -You can read if you wish to.

Come on, Teddy, you go in the front.

In you get.

There we are.

Snug as bugs in rugs.

I think I shall teach myself to play the violin this year.

There's rather a good one at Home Place.

I'm sure I could use it.

Good idea, old girl.

Sorry you have to drive.

We must see this chap about his order,

or I shan't enjoy the holiday.

You won't be late, will you?

Absolutely not.

See you on Saturday.

So, we'll be nine in the dining room tonight.

Oh, and the six children can have their tea

with Ellen in the hall.

How is the salmon standing up to this weather?

Oh, it'll have to be cold, ma'am.

I poached it this morning just to be on the safe side.

Oh, good.

Well, then, I'll leave you to it.

Oh, Tonbridge, what time are you picking up Mr. Cazalet?

I'm just off to the station this minute, ma'am.

You won't let him drive, will you?

Not if I can help it, ma'am.

Oh.

[upbeat music]

First day of the summer holidays.

My favourite time of the year.

-Left, sir. -Huh?

-Drive on the left. -I'm on the left.

All the family together at Home Place.

And I shan't be going up to the office for six whole weeks.

-[car horn blares] -Of course, I'll miss

the timber trade, but plenty of time...

Sir!

-For me -[car horn blares]

to finish writing my book on woods of the world.

[William laughs]

[William hums]

"My darling, last Wednesday was lovely, wasn't it?

I sometimes think we get more

out of our precious times together

than people who do not have our difficulties.

But oh, how I miss you.

You are the most rare, miraculous creature."

Oh, Rachel, darling, I just had a sudden thought.

[Rachel] What's that, Mummy?

[Kitty] Well, I always remove poor Isobel

when Zoe is coming down.

Oh.

Yes, I suppose it's best.

Oh, yes.

I'm very fond of Zoe.

So am I.

-[banging] -[Zoe sighs]

Neville, don't kick my back, please.

Nev, don't kick Zoe's back.

I wasn't kicking, I was peddling.

I know it's not much of a car,

but it doesn't need peddling.

You all right, Clary?

I want to sit in the front, Dad.

Darling, you can't.

There wouldn't be room for Zoe in the back.

But I get sick in the back.

I'm sure you won't, Clary.

Try and think of something else.

[Neville] I wanted to play with my snake.

Ellen wouldn't let me bring him.

[Ellen] Of course I wouldn't let you bring him.

[Clary retches]

It's nearly done, sir, leave it to me.

[Rupert] Thank you, Ellen.

But I'll be sick now with that smell.

No, you won't, Nev.

You all right now?

Yes, thanks, Dad.

Sorry about that, darling.

Not your fault, Rup.

We'll soon be there.

Die, Zoe, die.

[dog barking]

[Rupert] Hello?

Oh, look who's here.

[indistinct chattering]

[uplifting music]

-Hello, Zoe. -Hello, Villy.

How's my darling sister?

Hello.

Duchy, dear, how are you?

Where's Edward?

He's coming down later on the train,

he had an important business meeting, poor dear.

[woman moans]

[breathing heavily]

[woman moans]

All right?

[laughs] Marvellous.

[breathing heavily]

Do you know, I think you look

absolutely at your best naked.

Darling.

You sound like a tart.

Sorry, darling, meant to be a compliment.

Oh, Lord, is that the time?

Eddie?

Yes, darling?

It isn't fair.

Isn't it?

Of course it's a thing, darling.

As well you know, you love Rafe and he adores you,

and I love Villy, and we wouldn't either of us hurt them.

[Louise] I do wish we had this room to ourselves.

[Polly] We've got to be nice to her, Lou.

[Louise] I know she's had a difficult time.

[Polly] Bit more than that.

Her mummy is dead.

She's the same age as you, she just seems so much younger.

Come in.

[Polly] Hello, Clary.

Do you mind the camp bed?

I'll have it, if you do.

No, I don't mind.

Let's go and ride Joey.

Do you want to come, Clary?

You know I don't like riding.

See you later.

[indistinct chatter]

It's not your driving.

It's your eyesight that's the problem, my lamb.

I'm not quite yet blind, you know.

No, of course not, dear.

But you're going to have to

start looking for a new chauffeur,

if you don't allow Tonbridge to do what you pay him to do.

I'm promising nothing.

I'll think about it.

[chuckles] Thank you, my dear.

Oh, Kitty, I put it to Edward and Hugh this morning

about asking Rupert to join the firm.

They agreed with me.

Oh, good.

It's a family firm.

Time he was part of it.

I shall tell Rupert after dinner.

He'll be very excited, I'm sure.

Yes, I'm sure he will be.

So, I took some leave,

and ended up the Irrawaddy as far as Katha.

In Katha, I met this native guide.

Shaman, he was.

Knew that part of the jungle like the back of his hand.

Knew where to find the best pieces of tectona grandis.

In other words, teak.

That guide started my love affair with timber.

Oh, the beauty of teak.

Darling, is Louise still planning to be an actress?

Well, she says she is, but she's only 14,

so there's plenty of time to change her mind.

Anyway, how are you?

Are you still as busy as ever?

Oh, yes. [laughs]

I'm typing father's book at the moment.

Only I'm terribly slow, so it takes a great deal of time.

[laughing]

[Edward] More vegetables.

Brig, have another potato.

The garden is looking wonderful, Duchy.

McAlpine and I are at peace at the moment,

which is a quite unusual state of affairs.

Yes, I'd love some.

Come on, Duchy, you know he worships you.

He shells a good pea.

[indistinct chatter]

Go to the theatre much, Zoe?

I haven't been lately, have you?

We went to see "The Apple Cart" last night.

Villy enjoyed it.

You didn't?

George Bernard Shaw,

Irish, vegetarian, teetotal commie, not my idea of fun.

[girls laughing]

Shall I read to you in bed?

Oh, yes, please, Lou.

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

Imagine having a sixth that lasts for four bottles.

Good?

Mm.

Yes, sir, very good.

How would you like to join the firm?

[Rupert laughs]

Join the firm?

Your brothers and I have discussed it.

We'd like you to join us.

We would.

Yes, we would.

[Rupert laughs]

What on earth use would I be to you?

I know nothing about the timber business.

I'm a painter, Father.

Hugh and Edward didn't know anything about it

when they came out of the army.

They'd had a pretty tough war.

Hugh did.

Oh, come on, old man, so did you.

Anyway, I think you'd enjoy it.

It's a family firm.

It's incomplete without you, so we'd like you to join,

especially now when I want to take more of a back seat.

Finish off my book on woods of the world.

So, it'd be a damn good thing to have you here.

Mean a great deal to all of us.

It would mean a great deal to me.

At least I assume it would, financially.

No doubt about that.

Well, want some time to think about it?

-Let it sink in? -No.

No, no, if I do that...

Look, it's a very generous offer,

but if I were to accept,

I'd be giving up the idea of being a painter.

That's all I've ever wanted to be.

So, thank you.

I'm very grateful,

but I must say no.

I'm very sorry.

We all are.

Well, that offer's not closed by that refusal.

Any time you want to change your mind, just say.

Thank you.

And I would regard it as a favour

if you didn't mention any of this to Zoe.

-As you wish. -Mm, mm.

Well, that was a bit of a surprise.

Yes.

Still, you know old Rup.

Always likes to think of himself as an independent...

Whatever it is.

Spirit.

Yes, he'll change his mind eventually.

-You think so? -Oh, yes.

The minute he married Zoe, the die was cast.

No hausfrau for her.

She loves him very much.

I'm sure she does,

but a lovely girl like that needs some luxuries.

I imagine even she's losing hope

that there's fame and fortune in his paintbrush.

No wonder he didn't want her told.

[upbeat piano music]

Head bad?

Didn't sleep too well last night.

We went to a concert, and I'd had a bit of a head,

and of course, it made it worse.

Well, why on earth didn't you cancel, you silly old...

I couldn't disappoint Syb, she was so keen to go.

Villy was saying the other day,

apparently there's some new specialist.

-Seems he's- -Ed.

I don't want any more quacks picking about inside my head.

A bit of shrapnel is better than half a brain.

Oh, absolutely, old chap, sure you're right.

I'm sorry, no offence.

I'll be fine.

Good.

Do you remember when we cycled down to London

to see the Proms, when we used to live in Hertfordshire?

20 miles each way.

It was a good night.

Tchaikovsky.

Yes, I believe it was.

Well.

[upbeat piano music]

I'll just go and see if the children are asleep.

Shall I come with you?

Oh, no, it's fine, thank you.

Thank you.

And so that her watch had stopped at 20 minutes to nine.

And the clock in the room had stopped at 20 minutes.

Now, come on, you two, this light should be out.

I'm just finishing this chapter, Auntie Rach.

-It's such a sad- -Where's Clary?

Don't know.

She never came to bed, we thought she'd been moved.

Now, of course she hasn't been moved,

her case is still here.

Now, where on earth is she?

[cheerful piano music]

Can you come?

I can't find Clary anywhere.

She seems to have disappeared.

She's what?

Rachel?

Rachel, what is it?

It's Clary.

I can't find her.

She doesn't seem to be in the house.

-[mysterious music] -Clary.

-Clary. -Clary.

-Clary? -Clary!

-Clary! -Clary!

Clary!

[door thuds]

She's not in here.

What the hell is she playing at?

Well, we'd better start looking further afield.

I'll just get a coat.

Come on, Rach.

Clary!

-It's not our fault. -Yes, it is.

-Clary! -Blast.

[Rupert] Clary!

Clary!

Now, listen, you two.

Have you been ganging up on Clary?

No, we honestly haven't.

We promise won't do it anymore.

[Clary] Dear Aunt Rach, I'd rather sleep in your room.

I hope you don't mind.

I only didn't undress because of getting cold.

Love, Clary.

I honestly think that if only Zoe

made the slightest attempt

to pull her weight as a stepmother,

poor little Clary would be a much easier child.

I like Zoe.

Yes, I know you do.

Well, it's good that someone does.

Apart from Rupert, that is.

I don't think he likes her.

He's mad about her, but that's not the same thing at all.

Too subtle for me, I'm afraid.

Oh, darling, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

She's full of SA.

Oh!

Sex appeal.

Ready?

Yeah.

Oh, darling, really, I'm awfully tired.

Help you sleep.

I do try, darling, but she simply doesn't like me.

I think she thinks that you don't like her.

Anyway, it's Ellen's job to know where she is.

Well, she's really Neville's nurse.

She has plenty of time to see to Clary as well.

All right.

I'll talk to Ellen tomorrow.

And Clary, of course.

[peaceful music]

Why don't I take you to bed?

Right, darling.

Edward was talking about skiing.

He said he and Villy go just after Christmas.

Edward said I'd love it.

He even suggested we went with them.

[laughing]

Well, they go to Saint Moritz.

It's very expensive.

[heavy breathing]

[Sybil] I know we want this baby very much,

but aren't you sick of seeing me like this?

[Hugh chuckles]

Oh, I marvel at it.

-There we are. -Oh, thank you.

I do wish you weren't going to the office on Monday.

Well, it is my turn to keep an eye on things.

Mm.

But I can easily swap with Edward if you want me to.

No, no, I don't.

No, I want you to be able to take time off later.

"You are the most rare, miraculous creature.

Sometimes, I dream of us both

being free to be with each other.

You're all I want in the world.

'Til Monday, my darling.

And perhaps we can find a way

of being alone together for a little while.

All my love, my dear heart, Sid."

[train whistles]

-[singing] -[indistinct chatter]

[Edward] Hurry up.

Am I the only one who wants to get to the beach?

[Villy] Here we are.

Ah!

At last.

[Villy] Patience, darling.

The others setting off?

Louise, Polly in here.

I heard the ice cream man is gonna be there.

[Edward] Come on, let's get in the sea before Christmas.

[Villy] Come in this one, Clary.

No, Clary, come with us.

Let her come with us.

Oh, yes, do come with us.

Come on, Clary, please.

We can all sit together in the back.

-Come on. -Come on, girls, in you get.

[Edward] Come on, chop-chop.

Teddy.

Come on, get in.

Lydia.

[upbeat music]

[singing]

[Sybil yells]

Duchy.

Sybil.

What's happened?

I'm so sorry to trouble you.

Oh, my dear girl, you're not.

I've twisted my ankle rather stupidly

when I was getting out of the bath.

-I can't believe I did that. -Oh, no, it's so painful.

Just sit down there.

Thank you.

We'll get some witch hazel.

Edie!

It's only a sprain, but that's painful enough.

Best keep the foot up.

Rachel, you've got a train to meet.

Not 'til 11:46.

I shall bicycle in.

Oh, no, no, take the car.

And bring Sid back for lunch.

But we can eat at the White Hart.

But it's such a terrible waste of your money.

And you know I always enjoy seeing Sid.

Yes.

[train humming]

[upbeat music]

Board ho.

[Sid laughs]

-Oh, Sid! -Oh!

Let me take this.

-No, you won't. -Yes, I will.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, no!

Oh!

[Sybil yells]

[bell rings]

[Sybil screams]

I am sorry about the White Hart,

but we'll have a lovely walk after lunch,

and take our tea with us

so we won't have to come back for it.

That sounds a splendid idea.

Every silver line has a cloud.

[laughing]

Miss Rachel!

Miss Rachel.

Madam says would you go to Mrs. Hugh's room at once.

-The baby's started. -Oh!

Hello, Duchy.

Sid, darling.

Yes, I am so worried.

Well, I feel I ought to let Hugh know.

Well, of course you must.

But Sybil doesn't want him to know 'til it's all over.

I don't think that's the point.

I think he would mind very much if he hadn't been told.

Yes, Sensible Sid.

I'll go and do it now.

I thought you're not back 'til nighttime.

[tense music]

Well, Mrs. Cazalet started the baby,

and I've come back to get his clothes.

Inge, open this door.

[knocking on door]

This is my bedroom, open the door.

[crashing]

If you don't open the door, I shall send for the police.

Get dressed in your own clothes, pack and leave.

Be out of this house in half an hour.

[yelling]

[laughing]

[yelling]

[laughing]

Whoa!

No, no, no, mercy, mercy!

No, no, Lou, I'm too old for this.

Come on.

When you're really old,

I'll push you around in a wheelchair,

toothless and dripping.

[laughing]

Can't wait.

Hey, Neville!

Neville!

Don't destroy my masterpiece.

[Neville laughs]

Defend!

Come on, Clary!

Defend!

-Come on, Clary. -[Edward laughs]

Defend!

[laughing]

The pride of the artist is at stake.

[laughs]

He'd never have been happy in the firm.

[Edward] Villy.

Oh.

Sorry. [giggles]

Just slipped out.

[tense music]

The keys.

Get out.

Get out!

Oh!

Hello, Sid.

Sybil's having her baby.

Oh!

So, the Duchy thought the children

should be kept out of the house.

Oh, Lord, yes, yes, right, yes.

Girls!

Girls, Lydia.

-Lydia. -Don't go in the house.

Don't go in the house.

Here?

Not big enough.

It would be much better if people just laid eggs.

People are too heavy to sit on eggs,

there'd be scrambled baby all over the place.

People should be like worms.

[Lydia] What do worms do?

[Neville] They get cut in half, and there's two.

You go on cutting a worm in a half,

and there's hundreds and hundreds of babies.

Rupert?

Hm?

What did Villy mean about you and the firm?

Did they ask you to join?

Yes.

Yes.

You didn't say.

No, well,

I was going to, of course,

but it didn't seem important, because I said no.

I see.

[car engine humming]

Oh, darling!

A boy.

He's beautiful.

But boy or girl, I wouldn't have cared,

as long as you're all right.

Oh, I'm fine.

Well, the midwife was a bit late.

[Rachel laughs]

But Rachel was wonderful.

Oh, I didn't do much.

It was Sybil who was wonderful.

I'm sure you were.

Isn't he wonderful?

[bell rings]

[Kitty] How many for dinner tonight?

[Phyllis] Nine, ma'am, Mr. Hugh is here.

[Kitty] Mrs. Hugh's having hers on a tray, Phyllis.

How's Mummy?

Mummy's fine, and so is your new brother.

Have you decided on a name?

We're going to christen him William.

Can we call him Wills?

Wills.

Yes, I like that.

Polly,

let's go for a little walk.

I want to talk to you.

And Pompey was just lying there?

On the bed.

He'd obviously just quietly died in his sleep.

He wouldn't have felt anything, Pol,

just gone to sleep and not woken up.

Which is, of course, worse for you than him.

Which is, of course, the best way round.

Oh, how awful for you,

to go in and just find him like that.

Want a hanky?

I brought him down here.

I thought you might want to give him

a proper funeral tomorrow.

Yes, I might quite want to do that.

Would you have liked children?

Oh, yes, I suppose.

Can't just have them, can you?

Not without love with a man,

and I can't help it, I find that idea disgusting.

You can have love without a man.

We do, don't we?

No, we don't.

Sid,

I'd rather be with you than anyone else in the world.

Go to sleep, my darling.

Night-night.

[sombre piano music]

[thunder crashes]

[upbeat jazz music]

Taxi, taxi.

Thank you.

-Blast. -Sorry.

No, you were first.

-Where are you heading? -Pimlico.

I'll drop you off.

All right.

[laughing]

Afraid Autumn's really here.

It certainly is.

I'm Edward Cazalet.

Diana Mackintosh.

Delighted to meet you.

-I'm at home. -Wait, I've got another go!

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

You do seem to have been giving them a lot of trouble.

That's not my fault, I hate the place.

Hate it, hate it, hate it.

And they hate me.

Look, darling, Uncle Edward has suggested in the past

that instead of school,

you might prefer to go to his house every day

and be taught by Miss Millament,

Louise and Polly's governess.

Shall we give it a try?

Now, Clarissa.

We start each day by reading Shakespeare aloud

for an hour and a half.

We take it in turns to choose what play to read next.

At the moment, we're reading "Othello",

which was Louise's choice.

Would you care to play Iago, or Emilia perhaps?

Perhaps you'd prefer just to listen.

I'll listen.

Then I will play Iago and Emilia.

[laughs]

Right.

Act Five Scene Two.

Desdemona in her bed.

Enter Othello with the light.

[clears throat]

It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul.

Let me not name it to you, chaste stars, it is the cause.

Yet I'll not shed her blood,

nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow

and smooth as monumental alabaster,

yet she must die,

else she'll betray more men.

So, she liked it?

Well, she liked it more than school.

And we can afford it?

Darling, Edward's been very generous.

I know we're not well off, but things aren't that bad.

Aren't they?

Of course not.

In fact, I've been thinking,

if you still want to go,

we could even take that skiing trip.

To Saint Moritz?

Yeah.

But what about that studio you were hiring?

I can do that some other time.

[laughing]

Let's go to Saint Moritz.

Rupert, I do love you. [laughs]

Burmese teak, monsoon forests.

Superb.

They're still unloading it.

I must have a word with Harry Paxton,

it appears to be stalled.

Did you know he'd bought it?

No.

Calls this taking a back seat.

It's far more than we need,

and it's tying up all our capital.

What's he playing at?

I have no idea.

Unless he thinks there's going to be a war.

Come on, Hugh.

Bosch won't fight us again.

He can't think that.

Why can't he?

That fellow Hitler going on about

the might and power of the Third Reich,

or the Jews leaving Germany.

Well, don't hold that against him.

We could do with a few less of them in our business.

Must rush, business lunch.

[scoffs]

[serene music]

Oh, dear.

Hm?

Won't be able to see you 'til after Christmas.

No chance?

Mm-mm.

The boys are coming back from school tomorrow,

and Angus will be home on Saturday.

When's the best bet?

Don't think I'll be able to see you

'til you get back from skiing.

Hmm.

I could pack you up and take you with me.

[laughing]

Your personal baggage.

[laughing]

[serene piano music]

[upbeat music]

[indistinct chatter]

Rupert, I'm so happy here.

Why?

-Because I'm with you! -[Rupert laughs]

-And you? -Oh, yes.

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

I love this hotel, I love Saint Moritz!

I love it, love it, love it!

I love it, I love it, I love it.

And I love you!

-Oh! -We love you too, Zoe!

Yes, of course we do!

Oh, I'm getting caught in the middle!

[laughing]

So, who's for skiing tomorrow?

-I am. -Me too.

I shall skate, I love skating.

Oh, well, in that case, I shall skate with you, darling.

Oh, well, I shall ski with you, then.

[laughing]

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

Goodnight, darling.

Goodnight.

See you in the morning.

Goodnight, Zoe.

Goodnight. [laughs]

Come on, darling.

[Zoe giggles]

[laughing]

Rupert, this is absolute heaven.

Aren't you glad I made you come?

[Rupert] Yes.

[Zoe laughs]

Edward suggested this morning

that we might all go to the South of France next summer.

He and Villy went for their honeymoon, and I've never been.

What do you think?

That'd be lovely.

You sound as if we shan't go.

Look,

I don't think we can afford two holidays abroad.

You want to be a painter,

and I should have thought the South of France

would be a wonderful place for you to paint.

Well, if I went on a painting holiday,

I'd want to paint all the time.

Oh, Rupert, trust you to be so earnest about it.

That's exactly what I'm not.

See,

if I was earnest, I'd do it anyway.

Wouldn't be deflected by anyone,

but it's all right, I'm not earnest.

I'm hardly earnest at all.

Darling.

You sound so sad.

But I love you so very much.

I don't mind us being poor, honestly.

I don't mind anything, so long as I'm with you.

I could get a part-time job if you like, if it would help.

And I think you're a marvellous painter.

I do, really.

You do love me, don't you?

[serene piano music]

I worship you.

You won't worship me when I'm old and fat.

Oh, Zoe.

Zoe.

I don't love you just for your appearance.

Don't you?

My darling girl.

Of course not.

-Dad! -Oh, Clary! [laughs]

Hello, Nev!

How are you getting on?

-Look, look, look. -What?

I've caught a monster spider.

It doesn't like you, Neville.

It doesn't like you, it likes me, because I own it.

Here's Zoe.

Hello, Zoe.

-Hello, Zoe. -Hello.

Daddy, I've written a play.

Miss Millament's got it,

and when she's finished, you must read it.

[Rupert] I will.

Hammersmith.

Yes, I liked your play.

It's very funny.

I think you have real talent as a writer, Clary.

When you have a talent, you have to persevere with it.

I will, Miss Millament.

Well done, Clary.

Well, of course, the idea isn't original.

Children and grownups changing places.

Happens in a play called "Vice Versa", I've seen it.

But originality, Louise, does not depend upon an idea,

so much as it depends upon treatment.

Clary's treatment was very original.

Daddy is taking me to see "The Corn is Green"

for my birthday treat.

I'm told Emlyn Williams is wonderful in it.

And then we're going to the Cafe Royal for dinner.

Have you been to the Cafe Royal, Clary?

I don't care for restaurants.

Oh, don't you?

Daddy and I adore the Cafe Royal.

[gentle serene music]

[indistinct chattering]

[laughing]

Thank you.

Here's to my very beautiful daughter.

Happy birthday, love.

Mm.

Very fine claret.

It's lovely.

You think so?

I'll have some more.

Mm, yes, it is.

[laughing]

[laughing]

Oh, thank you, Daddy, I had such a lovely time.

Good, my pleasure, darling.

You are so lovely.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, too.

Oh.

You're really growing up there, aren't you?

No, I'm not.

Careful, darling.

[sombre music]

[door slams]

And the play was good?

Yes.

Elbows, Louise.

And I suppose you loved the Cafe Royal.

Yes.

I must be off.

Bye, Lou.

Bye, Lydia.

-Goodbye, Daddy. -Bye-bye, darling.

-Bye, darling. -Have a good day.

What on earth is the matter with you, Louise?

Nothing.

[Villy] Well, if you're going to be so ungrateful

and sulky after a treat,

people will not want to give you them anymore.

[gentle instrumental music]