Original subtitles

There's a letter for you from His Majesty's ships.

Who's it from?

-[Louise] Michael Hadleigh. -Oh.

Mommy, Michael's writing to me, not proposing to me.

[laughs] I have no fears he would ever do that.

They think I'm ready for another operation.

[Zoe] I shall miss you.

Perhaps they'll let you come back here to convalesce.

[woman shrieking]

Sorry.

I wouldn't have hurt you.

An exploratory operation.

Darling, you've known for three days.

Why wait till now to tell me?

I know how busy you are at work, and because,

well, it's honestly nothing to worry about.

You're gonna pack your stuff.

You're not staying here anymore.

Had enough, you being a conchie.

We're not having a nancy boy in here.

You should be in jail, that's where you should be.

Oh, you're not taking more aspirin.

You know what the doctor said.

Are you sure she has no idea?

She has none.

She's quite sure she's going to get better.

She's certain it's just a matter of time.

[gentle piano music]

Good morning.

[doctor murmuring]

You're looking better.

[doctor murmuring]

Good morning, Nurse.

Good morning, Doctor.

Everything all right?

Fine. Slight temperature [indistinct].

Okay, make sure he gets some rest.

Doctor.

Good. Much better.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hello.

Mr. Castle?

C. R. Castle?

Well, that's the name stitched inside your clothes,

but we need to know a bit more than that.

Perhaps you could try and help me.

You've nothing to be afraid of here.

What about the C. R., Mr. Castle?

Is your first name Charles?

[serene music]

Colin?

Christopher?

Yes.

Yes, I'll be there.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Stratford-on-Avon. I'm going to Stratford-on-Avon.

-Oh, congratulations, Louise. -Well done, Louise.

Excuse me. I must tell the others.

Oh.

Continue about the Russians, Miss Millament.

Oh, right.

Right.

"There was a small village..."

I must confess, I've got so exhausted lately

that I wrote to Dr. Carmichael about it.

Well, without telling Hugh, of course.

Oh, he was, he was very kind

and he prescribed some pills,

which really make a wonderful difference.

Oh good.

Yes.

But I must say, I do sometimes won...

I do sometimes wonder when it's all going to stop.

-Poll. -[birds chirping]

Poll!

Didn't you hear me calling?

No.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Come on. It's tea time.

[birds chirping]

Are you sure you're all right?

I said I was.

I'm just not very hungry.

Have you heard, Louise is going to Stratford?

She's being frightfully grand about it.

But when I asked her what part she's to play,

she had to confess it wasn't to do Shakespeare.

The first play they're doing

is "The Murder in the Red Barn."

Bit of a come down, isn't it? [laughs]

-Hello, darling. -[plane engines roaring]

Coast clear?

[Diana] No, Ayla's gone to the village shop.

Is there something wrong?

No, no.

Villy just phoned.

She wants to come up and meet me at the club

for lunch tomorrow.

Something she wants to talk about.

Something important, she said.

Did, did you think that she's found out about us?

No, no, no. I don't think so.

No, I'm sure not.

I mean, how could she have?

And it's only lunch with Villy

and then she'll go back to Sussex.

No. Well, let's stick to our arrangement.

Okay.

I, I, I'll see you tomorrow, darling. Good bye.

Bye now.

[plane engine roaring]

[Villy] Thank you.

Hello, old girl.

Anything up? Sounded rather serious on the phone.

Yes, I'm afraid so.

[Waiter] Yes, sir.

Two large gin and Frenches.

Sir.

Sounds as if we might need them.

[Villy sighing]

It's Hugh and Sybil.

Oh, really? What's up?

She has got cancer.

Oh, good Lord.

Of course, we feared the worst when she had the operation.

Yes.

Well, Hugh told me, at first,

and made me promise not to tell Sybil,

but then Sybil talked to me and she knows, Edward.

It's awful. Awful.

Both of them know,

but neither of them knows that the other one knows.

Sir.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

[Edward exhaling smoke]

So that was it then?

What do you mean?

That's what you wanted to talk to me about.

Yes. Yes, of course.

I wondered if you could talk to Hugh,

about talking to Sybil and clearing things up between them.

I don't think so, old girl.

Hugh and I are very close,

but the whole basis of our friendship

is that we don't interfere in each other's affairs.

Well, I don't see how I could talk to him.

I'd feel as if I was betraying her trust.

Yes, absolutely.

What a terrible mess.

Still, I don't think there's much we can do about it.

Oh dear.

Should we take these into the other room

and order something to eat?

[Villy] Yes.

Excuse me, sir.

Mrs. Castle's here, to see Mrs. Cazalet.

-Oh. -Oh.

Who's Mrs. Castle?

Jessica.

Oh, Jessica.

Goodness me.

-Well, I, I'd better- -Yes, of course.

Excuse me, darling.

[Receptionist] Very good, madam.

I'm sorry, sir.

[Guest] That's ridiculous.

Thank you.

Jessica.

Oh, Villy, I'm so sorry.

Christopher's been taken into hospital.

Oh.

And I didn't know what to do.

I telephoned The Brig,

who said you were lunching here with Edward, and I-

Yes, yes.

It's all right, darling.

You were very sensible to come.

Sit down and try and stay calm,

and tell me exactly what's happened.

Why is he in hospital?

Oh, Villy, it's so awful.

They say he ran away from his airfield job

and got picked up by the military police.

They thought he was a deserter, you see.

But he couldn't even tell them who he was.

He couldn't remember his own name. [sobbing]

Oh, darling. Darling.

Oh, darling.

[sobbing] Eventually they traced him

through the name tab on his clothes.

But they think he's had a breakdown.

Oh, God. [sobbing]

I don't know. I've got to go to him.

I'll be no use if I can't control myself.

Well, I'll come with you.

Thank you, but I'm not sure,

not if Raymond's going to be there.

Well, you know what he's like.

Well, Raymond will be there, won't he?

I don't know.

I haven't told him yet.

You haven't told him yet?

Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Do you think I have to tell him?

Darling, he's Christopher's father.

He has to be told.

Oh, here you are.

I had further to come than you.

Oh, sorry, darling.

The trains were awful, and I-

Well, I suppose we better go and face it.

He's our son, Raymond.

He's had a breakdown and he needs our help.

Breakdown.

People do not have breakdowns, building an airfield.

He just couldn't stomach a bit of hard work.

[Doctor] Shall we go through now?

Hello, darling.

-It's Mommy. -[voice echoing]

[Christopher groaning]

[Christopher grunting]

Doctor!

It's all right, Mrs. Castle.

We'll deal with this.

Don't worry, Christopher.

We'll look after you.

[Edward] It's not very comfortable, I'm afraid.

There's nobody here most of the time,

but at least it's private.

[Diana] You mean no one but your wife might find us here.

I think she's in Sussex. I checked.

Shall we go straight upstairs?

I've got a flask, if you want a drink.

[footfall on stairs]

Wouldn't we be better off in bed?

I need to talk to you, Edward.

What about?

Well, it's not so much talk, I don't suppose,

as to tell you.

I think I'm having a baby.

[Edward exhaling smoke]

Good Lord.

Actually, I'm certain.

So you see my problem, don't you?

Sorry, old girl. I'm being rather dense.

I can't carry on living with my sister-in-law

because she'll know it's not Angus's.

I've hardly seen him for the last five months

and I'm nearly two to three months gone already.

Yes, I do see.

Can't you tell her you've seen him somewhere,

in London or somewhere.

They write to each other regularly.

She's bound to find out.

And if Angus finds out, he'll divorce me in a shot.

Is there anything you can do about it?

You mean have an abortion?

Where? I mean, I don't know anybody.

Well, no, neither do I, but we are both married,

and I don't see what else there is to do.

Don't you?

Well, in that case, I don't suppose there is.

[clock chiming]

-Here. -[Diana sobbing]

I love you, you know I do.

And if circumstances were different, then...

Come here, old girl.

I'll think of something, don't worry.

[kissing]

He's now had three sessions of electric shock treatment.

And in my opinion, he's responded well.

Full recovery may take some while,

but I don't think we can justify

his taking a bed here any longer.

As you can imagine, our facilities are fully stretched,

what with serious bombing and military cases.

Yes.

Christopher.

Now, Dr. Bailey's very pleased with you.

He's so pleased, he thinks it's time for you to come home.

[Brig] I'm very fond of Christopher.

We all are.

[Villy] Yes.

But I can't agree with him.

If one's country's in danger, it's one's duty to fight.

Well, yes.

Yes, of course.

But he has had a terrible time,

and he won't go home because of his father.

He's always loved it when he's visited here, Brig.

Jessica's at her wit's end.

Yes, well. He must come here, of course.

And we must all do our best to help him get better.

[sighing] Yes.

Oh James, just before you go,

there's something I wanted to ask you.

Young pilot, here, popped in to see me today.

I'm a sort of father figure here, you know?

[laughs] Yeah.

Well, it seems the silly beggar's

got a young girl up the spout.

Did I know anyone who could, you know...

The fact is I don't,

but I wondered if, by any chance, you...

-Well, no. -[plane engines roaring]

No.

Well, it was just a long shot.

I was just trying to do the chap a favour.

Yeah. Bye, James.

[sighing]

Christopher?

It's me.

Polly.

Hello.

[sniffing]

[Christopher sobbing]

[Hugh] Hello, Poll.

[Polly] Hello, Dad.

Poor fellow.

I found him wandering outside a house

that had been bombed, near the wharf.

Let's see what he can do for Christopher.

You know he always liked animals.

Oh. What a good idea, Dad.

[water splashing]

[Polly laughing]

Christopher?

This dog's been badly frightened by the blitz.

-[Man] Oliver! Come here. -[dog barking]

Darling, you are a brilliant man.

Oh, I just thought they might do each other good.

[Man] Oliver! Oliver!

Come here.

Shall I bring you a spot of lunch up here?

I'll bring mine too. We can have it together.

No, darling. No.

I'm just being lazy.

[Man] Come on, Oliver.

[Sybil sighing]

Oh.

Sybil, darling.

What?

I was just wondering

what you might look like if you cut your hair.

It might make an exciting change.

I thought you liked it long.

Well, I did, but I can change my mind, can't I?

[both laughing]

[scissors snapping]

How much shorter?

Oh, a bit more, I think, don't you Villy?

Well, I, I love mine short.

It makes life so easy.

[birds chirping]

[soft piano music]

I haven't done the blackout.

Isn't this a rather cold place to spend the afternoon?

I didn't notice it.

I feel something is worrying you very much.

I'm sick of being treated like a child.

I'm absolutely sick of it.

Yes. It must be very tiresome.

People say it's wonderful to be young,

but I fear most of them have forgotten what it was like.

I found it quite dreadful myself.

Did you Miss Millament?

Fortunately, you will get past this interim stage

and they will have to acknowledge that you are grown up.

It will pass.

Nothing lasts forever.

One thing does. Death.

Are you thinking of your Uncle Rupert?

You know I'm not.

Yes I do, my dear Polly.

Please forgive me.

It isn't that they don't talk to me about it.

They don't talk to each other.

They go on pretending it isn't happening.

It's my father's fault. He ought to start it.

My mother feels so rotten most of the time.

She must want to tell him what she's feeling.

At least, if I were dying, that's what I'd want.

I think it's wicked and wrong.

When a person is dying,

it must be their choice how they do it.

Your mother and father are not pretending to themselves.

What they do with each other is only,

and entirely, their business.

You mean, I mustn't judge people by how I am.

Judgement always seems to get in the way of love,

don't you find?

I'm grateful for your confidence.

I hardly need say, I shall never betray it.

[gentle music]

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Cazalet. Edward Cazalet.

[Diana] Hello, darling, it's me.

Hello, darling.

How wonderful to hear your voice.

Yeah. Darling?

[Edward] Mm.

Angus has been killed in an air raid on Portsmouth.

Oh you poor darling.

How, what, how do you feel?

Do you feel-

I don't know how I feel.

Stunned, mostly.

We hadn't been getting on very well,

but all the same, it seems a fearful waste.

Oh Lord.

Poor Ayla's devastated.

Anyway, you needn't worry,

I'll be able to tell her a story now,

and she'll want to believe it.

I'll ring off now.

I really can't think of anything else to say.

[sobbing]

[gentle piano music]

[Louise] Stella?

Hello, Louise.

Oh, how good. It's so marvellous to see you.

Were you up front?

You're right about the play. Poor you.

Well, I did my best.

You weren't too bad.

That's the most you could be.

All the actors were so old.

'Cause all the young ones have been called up

and I mean, did you see the one that made love to me?

-Ugh. -[Stella giggling]

[indistinct] Lech, his hands all over in the wing.

Goodnight.

[Louise] And then there were

all these Czechs stationed here.

I'm sure they'd rape you as soon as look at you.

[Stella] You seem to spend all your time

defending your honour.

[Louise] What about Oxford, aren't there any dirty dons?

[Stella] None that have tried to besmirch me.

How are your parents?

The same.

Yours?

Ditto.

I've only got one more play here,

and then it'll be home to the cries of,

"There's a war on, Louise.

Do something useful."

And you should.

I know. I'll have to.

How are things with the portrait painter?

He writes to me all the time from his ship,

calls me his "darling Louise,"

and tells me how marvellous he thinks I am.

Which appeals to your famous vanity.

Well, it does have an allure. [giggles]

He thinks he might have some leave,

wants to spend some of it with me.

[Stella] Mm. We've heard all about the sailors

-when they're in port. -[Louise giggling]

[birds chirping]

[Sybil sighing]

Mommy. Are you all right?

Yes, darling.

I'm feeling rather well, actually.

I thought I'd come down to breakfast, just for change.

That's wonderful.

-I'll tell Mrs. Cripps. -All right.

Mrs. Cripps.

Oh.

Mommy would like some breakfast, please.

Oh. Will you take it up to her, Miss Polly?

No, she's up.

She'd like it in the dining room.

Oh, must be feeling a bit better then.

She says she is.

Ah. I'll do her an egg.

I've got one here.

Thank you.

Good morning, Mr. Tonbridge.

Good morning, Miss Polly.

Thank you, Mrs. Cripps.

Well, that's a turn up for the book.

That's right.

Something interesting?

It's from a solicitor.

Oh.

Yeah.

[guests murmuring]

Chicken.

It's only because you're back from school.

Don't assume we get chicken every night.

Potato pie more often.

Oh now, Lydia, don't exaggerate.

We do do better than most, you know.

We get frogspawn at school.

Oliver!

[guests laughing]

Well, they say it's tapioca, but we know what it is.

[guests laughing]

Don't start, Oliver.

Zoe, would like some gravy?

No, thank you.

Yes, yes.

Thank you.

Yes, I'd like some, thank you.

Shall I do you?

Oh. Teddy's doing very well in the air cadets, everybody.

Got his third stripe.

[Brig] Well done.

Next year, I'm going to be a pilot. I can't wait.

Well, perhaps.

I shall have to join up. Everyone has to.

And Louise is preparing solo performance.

[Louise] Well, while I'm not acting in anything else, I...

Good film?

Yes, it was.

I thought you said you like Bette Davis.

Oh, I always do.

Oh, thanks.

That letter I had, the other day...

Oh, I hope it wasn't bad news.

Well, it was and it wasn't.

It was from a solicitor.

My wife wants a divorce.

She wants to marry someone else.

Oh.

We never really got on, you know.

It was just the boy, kept us together.

I've lost him anyway.

Yes.

Don't know what you think,

but it seems to me, we, we do get on very well, I think.

Well, yes, yes we do.

And I was sort of hoping.

Of course, I got no call to say anything,

I'm still a married man.

But this letter, you see, it's given things a different hue.

I mean, I haven't much to offer.

Offer?

Yeah, well. What can I say?

I've always thought of you as a very fine woman.

Oh.

And if you consider...

If you are asking me to have an understanding with you,

I don't mind if I do.

Thank you, Mabel.

Oh Frank.

Sorry.

It didn't matter at all.

Darling?

Do you realise how much better I am?

[sighing] I've been feeling so awful for so long

that I, I thought,

well, I was afraid that...

[chuckles] Do you know, I even thought

that perhaps I might be going to die.

[sobbing]

Darling, darling.

You mean, you've been thinking that and not telling me?

Well, I didn't want to distress you.

I couldn't tell you that I thought I was going to die.

How would you feel, if it was the other way round?

My dear love,

if it was you, I think I'd know,

whether you told me or not.

[kissing]

Love me, darling.

It's been so long.

But I feel well enough now.

[moaning]

And you're sure that's all right with your family?

No that's wonderful.

And I should be with you tomorrow.

I'm longing to see you.

Goodbye, darling.

[Mother] She's a sweet girl.

Yes, Mommy, she is.

And as things stand, you're the last in the family.

Don't leave it too late, Michael, will you?

No, Mommy, I won't.

Oh yes. This seems fine.

Right-o, I'll get on with it.

Good to see Sybil looking so much better.

She's not better.

She's in remission.

I understand it often happens.

Could last days, could last months,

but she won't get better.

Oh, my dear old chap.

Does she know?

No. Good Lord, no.

Oh Lord.

I simply don't understand why you didn't ask me first.

It's only one night, Mommy.

He's only had 48 hours leave

and then he's on his way to New Haven, to join his new ship.

And Sid will be here.

She's coming down to recuperate because she's been ill.

Well, he'll just have to sleep in the attic.

Mommy, that's awful!

He can stay in my room.

He certainly cannot.

I mean that I'll stay in the attic.

You can't just leave that there, it looks horrible.

Louise.

The skylight is leaking and it's going to rain.

Now if Michael Hadleigh is coming down to stay,

he'll have to take us as he finds us.

Do you understand?

Yes, Mommy.

Oh Zoe!

I saw matron this morning

and she said that Roddy's coming back today.

Roddy?

[Villy] Yes.

She thought you might like to drop in and see him.

Of course I will.

Here we are.

I found this in the cellar.

Oh thank you, Auntie Rache.

That's a bit better.

Hello, Roddy.

Hello.

This is Juliet.

Well, this is an honour.

You brought her.

Hello, Juliet.

Brought her and her favourite toy.

She's just as beautiful as I always imagined.

[Zoe] How are you?

Well, they've had two more goes at me,

since I last saw you.

A bit less horrendous under this lot, perhaps.

[kissing]

Thank you.

I've been dreaming of that for months.

Oh, Sid, darling, how are you?

Oh, I'm fine.

It was only flu.

And if it takes that

to enable us to spend a little time together,

I'm grateful for it.

Oh well. You can have a good rest here.

At least I hope so.

We've all been in a bit of a tizz.

Oh good heavens, what about?

Oh, a friend of Louise's is coming to stay.

She's determined that everything should be just so.

It's really very sweet.

Who on earth is it?

His name's Michael Hadleigh.

He's a portrait painter.

Not the Michael Hadleigh?

Darling, he's famous.

Really?

Oh, I shall be too much in awe of him to open my mouth.

[both laughing]

Oh.

[heel tapping]

I'm going. I'm going.

[Michael] Good afternoon.

Michael Hadleigh to see Miss Louise Cazalet.

[Maid] Oh, allow me, sir.

Hello, Louise.

Hello.

Oh, is it snowing?

Yes, but I managed to get a taxi easily enough.

Thank you, darling.

Well, you're even lovelier than I remember.

-[Louise giggling] -[water splashing in bucket]

Ah, yes, just like home.

So you're going to have your own ship?

Well, a motor torpedo boat.

It's being kitted out now.

How does the Navy think it's going, Michael?

Well, sir, the feeling is that it's going better.

We've had our losses, but so have they.

Convoys from America are vital to us

and the U boats have been giving them hell.

On the other hand, our fighting ships

have been giving a very good account of themselves.

Getting the Bismarck was an enormous boost.

And now the boys are trying to avenge the loss

of the dear old [indistinct].

Sunk by the Italians, which made it worse.

Still, Mussolini best not crow.

We're teaching him a lesson in North Africa.

Absolutely.

[Woman] There are a few more potatoes,

if anyone would like some.

[Girl] Shall I pass them round?

[Woman] Oh yes, if you would. Thank you.

You are such a darling, amazing girl.

I think I'm falling in love with you.

You're so beautiful.

[kissing]

Do you love me, just a little?

Of course I do. Enormously.

[kissing]

Look, you must go. I really can't trust myself.

Me too.

Michael, if you wanted to sleep with me, I wouldn't mind.

I can't say that I'd love it

because I don't know what it's like.

But I'd rather try it with you than with anyone else.

That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.

But perhaps we should be married first.

Don't say anything now.

Either answer you give me might be a mistake.

Write to me and tell me

whether you love me enough to think of marrying me.

[kissing]

And now you must go to bed.

I feel dreadful taking your bed.

Darling, you need a good night's sleep.

I'll be perfectly happy in Teddy's room.

I'd be happier if you were sharing this.

Sid, I,

I'm sorry I wasn't more,

when I stayed with you, I-

You were perfection as far as I was concerned.

I just,

I just love us like this.

So do I.

[sighing]

Can I get you anything, darling?

Glass of water or anything?

No, no, I'm fine.

I've got a glass here.

Of course you have.

Michael Hadleigh seemed a nice chap.

Yes, he did.

Ready for light out, darling?

Mm. Goodnight.

[kissing]

[owl hooting]

[car engine purring]

[birds chirping]

Hello. Can I help you?

Yes, please.

I'm looking for Mrs. Zoe or Miss Clary Cazalet.

This is Clary.

Hello.

Mademoiselle Clarissa.

I'm enchanted to meet you.

Je m'excuse.

I am Captain Du Bois.

I was with your father.

You were with him? When, where?

Please sit down.

I have much to tell you.

When the Germans overcame France,

I tried to get to England and fight on.

I was hiding in a [speaking in French].

With the apples?

An orchard.

C'est ca. Thank you.

I was hiding in an orchard when I met your father,

and we decided to try to escape together.

Then we met a young woman.

Her fiance had been killed by the Germans.

She hid us in her cellar,

until one day she led us towards Concarneau

where she'd discovered a ship we could slip aboard.

C'est les Bosches!

-[man grunting] -[girl crying]

[vehicle engines roaring]

[indistinct]

[church bell ringing]

I did not wish to leave him.

But Michelle promised to go back and fetch him,

when she had taken me to the ship.

[birds chirping]

Au revoir, mon ami.

He gave me these and said I must deliver them in person,

if I get to England.

[gentle piano music]

Darling Clary,

I think of you every day.

Love, Dad.

It was half past five before Holmes returned.

He was bright, eager and in excellent spirits.

His dressing room was a plainly furnished little-

Zoe.

We've heard from him, from Dad.

He sent us both a message.

Darling Zoe, I love you so much.

He's still alive.

Well, that's wonderful.

To Rupert.

[All] To Rupert.

Please.

To the family.

[all laughing]

[All] To the family.

[Newsreader] Japan's long threatened aggression

in the Far East began tonight, with air attacks

on United States Naval bases in the Pacific.

Messages from Tokyo say

that Japan has announced a formal declaration of war

against both the United States and Britain.

The Japanese air raids were made on the Hawaiian islands

and the Philippines.

Observers reports say

that an American battleship has been hit

and that a number of the Japanese bombers

have been shot down.

A Naval action is in progress off Honolulu

and American transport with [indistinct] on board

has been torpedoed in the Pacific,

and another cargo ship is reported-

Here we are.

[Newsreader] Franklin Roosevelt has told the Army and Navy

to act on their secret orders,

has called a meeting of ministers,

and is preparing a report for Congress.

In London-

I was beginning to think I'd see this war out.

[laughs] Darling William, of course you will.

[Newsreader] Japan's attacks

on American Naval bases in the Pacific

were announced by President Roosevelt

in a statement from the White House tonight.

[knocking on door]

Who is it?

Me.

Brought you cocoa.

I thought Auntie Rachel was coming up.

I told her I'd bring it.

He seems a decent chap, Michael Hadleigh.

He is.

Be careful.

You're still a young girl

and it's too soon for you to get involved,

even if he wasn't too old for you.

With this dreadful news tonight, anything could happen.

[kissing]

Goodnight sweetheart.

[Louise Voiceover] Darling Michael,

I have already thought over what you said

and I have decided,

yes, I will marry you.

Went into a German bomber the other day.

Crashed.

It had the same sweet smell

as their trenches in the last one.

Entirely different from ours.

Yeah, I remember.

Sausages, garlic,

cigarettes and latrines.

So I suppose ours smelt just as different to them.

[indistinct]

We call that a world war.

This is more of one, Ed.

Do you think we can win it?

In the end.

Hugh.

Sybil's asking for you.

[Hugh] Thanks, Villy.

[Edward exhaling]

[car engine purring]

[Sybil moaning]

[Doctor] This will ease the pain.

[Sybil groaning]

Hey. Polly.

Wake up, darling.

Here.

Come on, put your dressing gown on,

there's a good girl.

What is it?

Dad would like you to come and see your mommy.

There we are.

Is she going to die?

I overheard Dad talking about it.

Oh my darling.

Dr. Carr's given her something for the pain,

so she, she's unconscious now, she can't feel anything.

Now, you'll be as brave as you can,

for your dad's sake.

Good girl.

Mommy's quite peaceful.

Give her a kiss,

and then go, darling, if you would.

[kissing]

It's all right.

[Polly sobbing]

[gentle piano music]

Poll.

That's Mommy's watch.

I gave it to her on her wedding day.

I know she would have loved you to have it.

Perfect.

[wedding march organ music]

[Priest] Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here,

in the sight of God, and in the face of this congregation,

to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony,

which is an honourable estate, instituted of God,

in the time of man's innocency,

signifying unto us the mystical union

that is betwixt Christ and his Church,

which holy estate Christ adorned and beautified

with his presence and first miracle

that he wrought in Cana of Galilee,

and is commended of Saint Paul

to be honourable among all men,

and therefore...

[calm, bright music]

[jazz music]