Original subtitles

I really, and truly don't feel up to another baby.

I don't want one.

Villy, good Lord.

I didn't know you were in town.

Oh, this is Diana Mackintosh.

I don't think you've met.

Hello.

I know you're upset today

and you're worried about your mother-

I'm not talking about my mother-

So let's not talk about this anymore.

I'm talking about you and your future.

And your children's prospects.

Well, can we leave my future to me?

The Germans have issued an ultimatum to the Czechs.

I think you should insist Zoe leaves London.

[Man] He'll tell Hitler what's what.

If he fails, they could be bombing

our warehouses next week.

Do you think there'll be gas masks for babies?

If we're all going to be killed, I want to be with you.

-Courage, my darling. -[sniffing]

We do have each other.

I'm going mad here, Frank.

I can't stand the flat.

I hate everything about it.

-[baby crying] -Oh, shush.

Shush, shush, Roly darling.

Shush.

There's always something to do with babies, isn't there?

Yes, but nobody minds.

-Peace! -Peace.

I didn't think he'd pull it off, you know?

Peace with honour, he says.

Peace.

Peace?

[light jazz music]

[train horn honking]

[baby crying]

[people chattering]

[crying]

[Man] Where are you going? Come back.

[excited chatting]

[indistinct singing]

You made it.

I said I was going to the dentist.

My sister-in-law's looking after Jamie.

Clever girl.

[whistle blowing]

Oh, dear.

Yes, poor little beggars.

It's really gonna happen, isn't it?

Earl Boon's going up this time, all right.

After all that hope we had last year.

Peace in our time and all that.

All gone.

Oh God.

We'll make it a very special day, lunch at the Barclay

-and back to my place. -[baby crying]

Oh, don't worry ,darling.

No time for Villy interrupting.

She's down in Sussex in charge of the black out.

[sewing machines whirring]

[Villy] Oh yes, that fits.

Right, here's another frame.

Oh, Sid you're so quick.

What's next on the list?

I need to measure the window in the hall.

Thank goodness, we bought so much material.

[piano music]

Do you hope you aren't going to get

too modern in your writing, Clary?

I shall write like me.

It's no good telling me what to write.

[distant chatting]

If I had the money,

I would have bought all the pens in the shop.

I mean, suppose they decide that pens aren't essential

to war and they stop making.

[distant talking]

It'll still be all right, Pol.

Think of last year.

[Soldier] Put your backs into it.

Supposed to be a bloody war starting tomorrow.

[typewriter buttons clicking]

Have you finished those?

Nearly, Brig.

There's no carbon paper, you see.

I want one in every bedroom, including the servant's.

[typewriter buttons clicking]

Oh, hell.

Marcel says this bucket must always be full

and set beside the stirrup pump.

I'll show you how to work the stirrup pump later.

And a bucket of sand will be next to-

I'll get the sand for you, Dad.

Can you manage it?

-I think so. -Off you go, then.

You must be so happy his mother's let him come down here.

Well, he couldn't stay in London, could he?

No.

But what about Mrs Tonbridge herself?

Oh, she's decided to stay where she is for now.

She'll put Harry in the village school,

make sure he leads a proper life.

Well done, son. Well done.

Come on.

I'll show you something else.

[car horn beeping]

Wake up, old boy.

Wake up.

Come on.

It's getting late.

[metal squeaking]

Sorry, darling.

Forgot Villy wanted her jewels brought down.

Dear me, how careless.

Mustn't lose any.

There's one over there.

Which one did you give her for her last baby?

Topazes, why?

Well, just curious.

Well, don't be.

It has nothing to do with you, with us.

It has rather, hasn't it?

You told me that Villy only had a baby

'cause she wanted it so terribly.

It seems rather odd that you

should have given her a whole lot

of jewellery for it as well.

I've given a piece after each of the children,

I can't very well change that.

Well, could I?

Obviously not.

Anyway, it seems rather funny for you

to be making such a fuss.

It wasn't only Villy who had a baby

while we were going to bed together.

I never told you that I didn't go to bed with Angus.

I told you that I didn't want to.

Anyway, it's different with Jamie.

I had to go to bed with Angus.

If I hadn't, Jamie could only possibly have been yours.

I don't remember telling you

that I never went to bed with Villy.

Not in so many words.

I didn't talk about it because

it isn't the sort of thing one talks about.

Oh, you mean it might have been embarrassing?

Yes, now there's supposed to be a war starting tomorrow.

May we please move off?

Darling, I'm sorry.

No, I suppose I'm just terrified

that you'll be sent away and I'll never see you again.

Oh.

It's ridiculous to quarrel

when everything's so awful anyway.

Don't cry.

Here, have my hanky, I can't bare to see you cry.

-[sobbing] -It's all right.

Look, I promise you.

Whatever happens.

I'll find a way of seeing you.

[kiss]

Give me a gasp, will you?

[car engine starting]

[footsteps]

[owl hooting]

Villy.

They said you're out here.

You're late, darling.

Yes, I'm sorry. Dreadful traffic.

So many people leaving London.

[sombre music]

What are you up to?

Just having a last look.

Black out regulations are enforced from tonight.

The war hasn't even started yet.

The lights are going out all over Europe.

That's what someone said last time.

The lamps are going out.

What?

He said the lamps, not the lights.

Ah.

Well, same difference.

[Radio Announcer] This morning

the British ambassador in Berlin

handed the German government

a final note

stating that unless we heard from them by 11 o'clock,

that they were prepared at once

to withdraw their troops from Poland.

A state of war would exist between us.

I have to tell you now

that no such undertaking has been received

and that consequently, this country is at war with Germany.

You can imagine what a bitter blow it is to me

that all my lungs struggled to win pieces failed.

Yet I cannot believe that there is

anything more or anything different that I could have done.

And that would have been more successful.

Up to the very last,

it would have been quite possible

to have arranged a peaceful and honourable

settlement between Germany and Poland.

[sombre music]

But Hitler would not have it.

Now may God bless you all.

And may He defend the right

for it is evil things that we shall be fighting against,

brute force, bad faith,

injustice, oppression and persecution.

And against them I am certain that the right group prevails.

Yes, I've been accepted, but it's organising airfield.

Defence is more or less a desk job

Well at least you're doing something.

To listen to them, you'd think I'd been

no good for anything since 1917.

Hugh, you're doing more than most.

Good supplies of timber are gonna be vital.

You'll be running the third war more or less on your own.

I shall be there Edward.

Oh yes.

More port, Brig?

[Zoe] You'll go away, won't you?

[Rupert] I shall have to join up.

No, Ru. Please.

Zoe. I'm young and fit.

And there's a war on and sooner or later they'll call me up.

Then wait 'til they do.

Look, if I volunteer now

then I can choose which service to join.

Rather be in the Navy.

I have to do it.

[sad piano music]

It's been too long.

I volunteer to be an ambulance driver.

Sid, no, it'll be so dangerous.

I have to help somehow.

Of course it won't be easy for me to get down here.

So you will have to come

and stay at my house in London, which you never have.

"Come into my parlour", said the spider to the fly.

[slow music continues]

[grunting]

I love you.

Always have, always will.

Whatever happens.

[Villy] There is war on, Louise.

There is no need for actresses.

You must learn to do something that could be useful.

Go to cooking school.

Yes.

Yes. For a start and then perhaps shorthand and typing,

with skills like those would be very useful in the racks

or the REMS.

I don't want to be in the racks or the REMS.

I want to be an actress.

Edward. Talk to her.

Will you please tell her there is a war on

and she must learn to play her part.

I'm going to play mine.

I'm going to train to become a nurse.

I say steady on, little girl.

You've a six month baby, to look after.

[Villy] Yes, yes.

A baby who has Ellen to look after him.

I can live in London in the week

and come home and see Roly at the weekend.

So yes, we're going to discuss that later.

Now, look here, Louise. I think you should do

as your mother says, you should go to cooking school.

[Louise] Absolutely not.

Louise, don't speak to your father like that.

What's the matter with you?

And then next year, when you're 17, you can audition

for one drama school.

And if they accept you, then you have a year to prove

that you can be an actress.

I think that's fair.

And that's my decision.

Well I hope you're grateful.

You would not have got that concession from me.

I shall prove I can be an actress.

The way she talks to you is beyond all reason.

Oh, difficult age, I dare say.

Louise Cazalet?

Yes.

I'm Stella Rose, I've been deputed to meet you.

I'm sure it's not that they think

that you'll get lost on the way.

They just feel that any new arrival might change their minds

and run off.

There's half an hour before the others arrive.

Let's say we have a cup of tea?

[Louise] So how long have you been there?

One term, but it feels like 10 years.

My father wants me to go to Oxford.

My mother thought I should do something useful first.

Same with mine.

I'm going to be an actress.

An actress? How exciting.

My parents insisted I go to cooking school first.

Well, you're about to be taught how to make

a suet crust for a pudding, set a dinner table

and interview a prospective parlour maid.

As if either of us will ever have one.

What do you mean?

[Stella] Because the day war was declared,

the class system come out.

Did it?

Of course it did.

What did the class system depend upon?

It depended on educating working people so badly

that they could only do dollar menial jobs.

Thanks.

Well, what happens when those sorts of people go to war?

I dunno.

They'll start to learn that they're better than that.

And they won't want to go back to the way they were.

The whole class system will just disappear.

And doesn't your family see that happening?

I never talk about things like that.

Oh, I never stop.

I sometimes wish they would.

Are they,

you know,

socialists?

Well, what would be wrong with that?

Nothing, I'm just...

Look, the girl I was sharing with left last term.

Why not move in with me?

I'd love to hear all about your writing

and I promise not to make you a communist.

[engine revs]

[Zoe] Ru!

Ru!

Ru!

What's up?

I'm going to have another baby.

[cheers excitedly]

That's wonderful news.

So you can't go to the Navy.

What?

Well, they don't take the husbands of pregnant women.

Who told you that?

It's true!

I'm afraid not.

I've got my papers.

I join up on Monday.

[tap flowing]

Neville?

Nev?

Where are you?

What are you doing? Look at that.

Wait. Neville.

You're leaving me. You're going--

It's all right.

All right, Neville. All right, all right, all right.

I've got to go, Nev.

[sad piano music]

The King says so.

It's my duty, you see.

And you do have Clary. Hm?

Hey Nev.

[train blows]

Look after Nev for me, won't you?

And Zoe.

Don't wear any of those wet vests.

I'll make His Majesty dry them for me personally.

[whistle blows]

Bye Clary.

Bye, my dad.

[thunder rumbling]

[train blows]

[Christmas music in background]

Teddy's home from school today.

Thank God.

And Louise.

Yes.

Let's hope some cooking lessons

have done her good.

Look what I found, another whole box full.

I suppose some people might question putting up decorations

in wartime, but it's one in the eye for Mr. Hitler, I say.

Quite right.

[Duchy] This is quite lovely, that.

-Lovely. -There we are.

[Christmas music in background]

I've come for Harry.

But why? I was bringing him up tomorrow, you know I was.

So he can be with you for Christmas.

I don't want you coming up.

[Frank] Why not?

Because I don't want any trouble.

Jack Renshaw's moved in.

And if you came up there'd be a row.

And you know you'd get the worst of it.

What do you mean he's moved in?

Moved in with me.

How long has this been going on?

Long enough.

And I'm taking Harry back for good.

Oh no, no, no.

He's staying here.

He's happy here.

He's not going back there with no bloody Jack Renshaw

and not in the middle of a bloody war.

What war?

There's been no bombing.

Nothing. All the evacuees are coming home.

My son stays here with me.

You live with Jack Renshaw if you want.

He's not having my son.

My son stays here.

Don't be stupid Frank, he's not your son.

[solemn music]

Why the hell do you think I married you?

I was having a kid and the father didn't wanna know.

You must've known that.

Deep inside.

Course you did.

Course you did.

Now, where's his case?

[engine revs]

No, she just decided to come and get him.

Saves me taking him up.

Oh.

I better set the tree up in the drawing room.

I didn't get a tangerine in my stocking this year.

It's not a stocking without a tangerine in the toe.

Well, if my dad came home on leave,

I'd have got a tangerine

and I could've squeezed it all out.

I'm trying to decide what to do for the audition.

Stella thinks that I should do Juliet.

I was considering Hermoine but Stella says--

Stella says, Stella says.

What do you think? Juliet would be a better contrast.

Zoe, you haven't got a sherry.

Shall I ask Uncle Edward to get one for you?

No darling, I refused.

I've been a bit queasy again.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I wonder what Rupert's got for Christmas dinner.

Won't be eating much if he's still sea sick.

[Man] I'm sorry I haven't looked in at the firm.

You've got your work cut out at the airfield.

It was chiefly organising bogs and boilers.

We're managing all right, aren't we Hugh?

Oh yes, we are.

My eyes are pretty bad.

Takes nothing.

Train, saves the rest of the day.

Gives us something to do.

We drew lots of Christmas leave and porcelain lost.

She says, but nothing happening.

They just sit around.

Tedious for her.

But at least she's not in any danger.

I know.

So frustrating, Sybil. I'm crying out to help.

They turned me down as a trainee nurse

because I've got a nine month old child.

They think I'd be irresponsible, and unreliable.

There'll be nothing left for me but the ARP.

[both laugh]

Are you all right, Teddy darling?

This is the most boring war that ever was.

When did they start fighting?

And a happy Christmas to you too, Teddy.

[both laughing]

[guests chattering]

Delicious sherry, Edward. [chuckles]

Good.

When's your audition, sweetheart?

Not until March.

Well I'm sure you'll do very well.

Happy Christmas.

Come along everybody, let's all sing a carol.

Come along children.

[guests chattering]

[piano music]

* Hark! The herald angels sing

* Glory to the new-born King *

* Peace on earth and mercy mild *

* God and sinners reconciled *

* Joyful, all ye nations, rise *

* Join the triumph of the skies *

* With the angelic host proclaim *

* Christ is born in Bethlehem *

* Hark! The herald angels sing

* Glory to the new-born King *

* Christ, by highest heaven adored *

* Christ, the everlasting Lord *

* Late in time behold him come *

* Offspring of the Virgin's womb *

* Veiled in flesh the Godhead see *

* Hail the incarnate Deity *

* Pleased as man with man to dwell *

* Jesus, our Emmanuel *

* Hark, the herald angels sing *

* Glory to the newborn King

[crying]

[Judge] Name?

Louise Cazalet.

And what are you going to do for us first, Louise?

[Louise] Juliet, after the apothecary has given her the--

Yes, I know the play.

Sorry.

[Judge] Just do the speech.

How if, when I'm laid in my tomb,

I wake before the time that Romeo come to redeem me.

There's a fearful point.

Shall I not then be stifled in the vault,

to whose foul mouth no health some air breath in.

Well?

I don't know.

What did they say?

"Thank you, Louise. We'll be in touch."

Well put it out of your mind until they are.

Come and meet my parents,

that'll give you something else to think about.

[champagne pops]

Champagne to celebrate your talent, Miss Louise.

Whatever those adjudicators say is neither here nor there.

Your parents must be very proud of you.

Well, of course there must be. My daughter, Stella,

uh, whatever will become of her.

Stella's the cleverest person I know.

Then why will she not go to university?

Otto, last month you wanted her to make a good match.

And you wanted her to go to university.

So we both change our minds.

If men are educated and women not,

the women will bore the men to death.

Is this true, Anna?

She has time. She's a child.

Papi, I'm no longer sure about Oxford.

Until the war is over, I think I should do some useful work.

Or perhaps it will be over fairly soon.

You think so?

Well, it's never really started in some ways, has it?

It's hardly like war at all.

Hitler bites his time.

He's becoming more and more powerful and he is insane.

[indistinct]

The real war, which will come very soon

maybe long and brutal,

but we must not lose.

Now.

To the beautiful ladies I'm taking out tonight.

[crowd chattering]

[speaking in German]

[Stella] My aunt still thinks in German.

How long has she been here?

She came in to visit two years ago.

Her husband sent you a letter saying, "Don't come back".

Why did he do that?

Because of the way Germans were treating Jews.

[crowd murmurs]

[crowd chattering]

This is so exciting.

We always sit in the dress circle.

I've never been in a box before.

Please.

Thank you.

See the faces.

May I?

You're shivering. Are you cold?

A bit.

Could I borrow a wrap?

Here. Take mine.

[Actress] Any idea what time they're arriving, Frith?

[Actor] Mrs. de Winter said on the telephone this morning

we were to expect them any time after six, madam.

[crying]

[crowd chattering]

I wish you'd tell me what's wrong.

I can't.

I want to, but I can't.

It would be disloyal.

Nothing I can do to help?

Nothing anyone can do.

Good night, Stella.

Good night, Lou.

[Villy] Hello darling.

[Louise] I met Phyllis on the way.

So I thought I'd bring more tea instead.

Oh.

That's very sweet of you.

Mummy?

Yes.

You have beautiful hair.

Thank you.

Daddy's coming home this weekend.

[guests chattering]

Louise?

I hear you spent the weekend with your school friend.

[Louise] Yes I did.

Doing anything exciting?

[Louise] I went to the theatre.

Oh yes? What did you see?

Rebecca.

Oh. Owen Nairzin?

Yeah, I saw the poster.

[Zoe] When will you hear about the audition, Louise?

I think I would have heard by now, Aunt Zoe.

Maybe no news is good news.

Maybe it isn't.

Louise.

Well, would anybody like some more vegetables?

Clary dear, come along.

That's right, help yourself.

You seem to have dropped your napkin.

Thank you, Pol.

All right, darling?

Yes, of course, darling.

[doorbell rings]

[Rachel] Ru!

[Rupert] Look, I'm sorry to wake you.

[Rachel] Don't you think I'd mind?

[Rupert] I knew you'd be the one most likely not to.

How long have you got?

10 days.

Why didn't you telephone?

I didn't know I had leave 'til yesterday.

I wanted it to be a surprise.

Thought I'd be here for dinner.

How's Zoe?

Oh, she's fine.

Well, it was still a bit sick in the morning.

Still sick?

Nev and Clary are fine.

Nev seems to like being a weekly boarder.

Look, come into the kitchen.

No, no, no, no.

Honestly, Rachel, I'll go set up.

You go off to bed.

Alright.

How are you, Rach?

You know me.

I'm always fine.

And everybody's back in Cologne as usual.

Don't be daft.

Dear Rach.

Night.

Night.

[Rachel] Night.

Daddy.

[slow blues music]

[Clary] Have you seen any Germans?

Well we sank a submarine that had sunk two of our ships.

Not that I told you that, of course.

[speaks indistinct]

How's Nev getting on at school?

He didn't come home last weekend.

They wouldn't let him.

Why not?

You tell him, Clary. [laughs]

Well, they each had to grow a garden.

And there was a prize for which one grew the best

and Nev put weed killer on the others.

[both laughing]

[speaks indistinct]

Weed killer that's terrible.

I love your letters.

They make me hooch.

And I love yours too darling.

Written anything else?

Not as much as I'd like.

Two short stories and half a play.

It's being in the country all the time.

Never seems to be much to write about.

Hello, Mrs. Cripps.

Hello.

Oh, Mr. Rupert.

How are you?

Oh, I'm very well.

I'll do something special for lunch.

What's she done to her hair?

She's had a perm.

We think it's for Tonbridge.

Tonbridge?

[all laughing]

[Clary] Let's hope her something special

isn't sheep's heart again.

[Rupert] Well I'm eating corn beef and stale biscuits.

Honestly Dad, that I know it's because of the war,

but the food is sometimes disgusting.

The meatloaf is all loaf and no meat.

And the other stuff she cooks.

Oh, horrible.

It's just horrible.

[all laughing]

[telephone ringing]

Watlington 21.

[sombre music]

Yes.

[sombre music continues]

Yes, I see.

Dad!

Come on!

[Rupert laughs]

Hi.

Dad, you've let me home the whole time you're here.

10 whole days!

Can we go to the pictures?

Well I'm afraid though the pictures

will have to wait, Nev.

You see, it seems the war has really started.

My captain says he can't do without me.

I've got to go straight back to the ship.

Nev.

Nev!

Nev!

He'll be all right, Dad.

[Rupert] Yeah. He'll be all right.

[Clary's Narration] Darling Dad, I wonder where you are.

I'm writing this sitting in my room.

The others are downstairs listening to the news.

Everyone listens to the news all the time now

that the terrible fighting had started.

People are unable to think about anything else.

Except for Louise, that is,

who had some news of her own.

[Louise screaming]

Auntie Rach! Auntie Rach! I got in!

I got into drama school.

Oh, Louise! Oh congratulations.

[excited screaming]

Well done.

Thank you.

[Clary's Narration] Drama school seems something

from a different world now.

I really don't understand what has gone wrong in the war.

One minute, the allies seemed perfectly safe.

And then in a few days they are surrounded by Germans.

Holland has already been defeated.

And Uncle Hugh says the Belgium will give in very soon.

[TV] I have a strongly held supply base in Dunkirk.

In what has been described as a glorious rear guard action,

the British expeditionary force

and his French allies have been fighting their way back

in a compact wedge

which has its widest side on a 30 miles of coastline

around Dunkirk.

I spoke to Edward on the telephone this morning.

We both agreed it would be a good idea

to close up our London houses.

They'll be no use.

Hugh, you can't close our house.

Where will you stay?

How can I come up and look after you?

I know it's only two or three days a week,

but it's better than nothing.

Well darling with things as they are,

I shall have to spend more nights fire watching

and when I'm not, I shall sleep at the club.

But when would I see you?

I should be down here most weekends.

No, Hugh, no.

We're not closing the house.

I can't, I can't not come up to London.

I can't not be with you.

I can't, I can't.

I can't.

[crying]

I'm so sorry everybody.

Syb.

Syb, darling.

Sybil, what's the matter?

It's all right.

It'll be all right.

Take me to the bathroom, Rach, please.

What's the matter, Mummy?

Not now, Polly.

What is it?

Go back to bed darling, I'll be fine.

Mummy's not feeling very well, Polly.

That's all, go back to bed.

She'll be all right, Pol.

Please, back to bed.

Night-night.

I don't want a doctor.

Honestly, darling, I don't need a doctor.

I was just being stupid last night

and you must go off and work.

It'll upset me much more if you send for somebody.

I think she'll be fine.

Now I'm going to give you a tonic.

Some arrowroot, Benger's and Parish's chemical food.

Now do you promise to take it?

Of course.

Good.

I'll telephone you later.

All right darling.

Would you like a fresh tea?

Oh, yes please, Rachel.

[Sybil] Yuck, horrible.

I hate it.

Oh, me too.

Now, Polly.

I want you to go to the village shop

and get me a large bottle of aspirin.

Now that'll make me better.

But not a word to the Duchy. She doesn't approve.

Go on.

[Hugh] Darling. How are you?

[Sybil] I'm fine.

[Clary's Narration] Uncle Hugh came home

for the weekend, Dad.

Aunt Sybil seemed better.

We're so happy to see him.

Then he found out about the aspirin.

You must've been taking 10 or 12 a day.

Why didn't you see the doctor?

I told you, Hugh, I don't want the doctor.

Well, you are going to see a--

Oh, for goodness sake. Polly knock.

Don't take it out on...

What is it, Pol?

[Polly] I just came to say good night.

[Sybil] Good night, darling.

[Polly] Good night, Dad.

[Hugh] Night night, darling. Bed now.

I think they were having a row,

which they never do normally.

It isn't normally anymore.

No.

It isn't at all.

[Clary's Narration] It's a beautiful morning.

The kind you like.

With drops of dew sparkling on the grass.

I'm sitting in the tree house

that Polly and I often use

when we want to get away from things.

Uncle Hugh insisted that Aunt Syb saw the doctor,

and the doctor sent her for some tests in the hospital.

She has been there today.

Poor Polly has been so worried.

Mummy.

Hello darling.

[Vinny] Hello Polly.

Hello.

How was it?

Oh easy. I just had to drink some thick chalky stuff

and then they x-rayed my stomach to see

if I have an ulcer, and I have.

Is that serious?

Oh good heavens no, they can soon cure that.

What is that noise?

I think it must be the guns in France.

[Clary's Narration] Exciting news, Dad.

Uncle Edward is a hero, he took leave and went to Dunkirk

in a friend's yacht to help the British soldiers escape.

When the German sank their dingy,

he had to swim from the shore to the yacht

with a wounded soldier on his back.

[Vinny] Darling.

[all chattering]

[Duchy] Come along, Dottie, the doctor's waiting.

Coming, Mum.

[Zoe wailing]

Zoe's baby's started.

Do you think it hurts a great deal?

Must.

Otherwise they wouldn't be so jolly and dismissive about it.

[Clary's Narration] I will write again very soon.

Now I must find a stamp for this somewhere.

I want to go down to the box and post it tonight.

Je t'aime.

Oh, we've started learning French.

I'm hugging you in my mind.

Love, Clary.

[phone ringing]

[ominous music]

Hello?

[Caller] Is that Watlington 21?

Yes.

[Caller] I have Commander Pearson for you.

Is that Mrs. Cazalet? Mrs. Rupert Cazalet?

Yes.

[Caller] Look here, I'm Rupert CO.

I don't know whether you have the telegram yet but

I just wanted to say how frightfully sorry I am

that Rupert is missing.

We were all so very fond of him.

An outstanding officer and a very fine man.

We knew how dangerous his mission was.

[clock ticking]

[solemn music]

[gentle music]