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Have you ever wondered what might be achieved if we joined forces?

Unstoppable, Mrs. Bardon?

Unfinkable, Mrs. Cameron.

These are adjusted figures.

You scratched my back and I'll scratch yours.

I wish I could be of more help, but I can't.

You didn't tell me you had a sweetheart.

You take me for that drink of art.

You are this close, Patricia.

I have long cancer, Erica.

Oh! Oh! Oh! Hurry!

You woke up from the unassetto and tried to bite the fence.

Oh, thank God!

Mrs. Bardon is the new president of our institute.

I'm not sure.

I can see them talking, but I hope you hear their voices in my head.

Waiting for the moment I'll be calling to the sky.

Anywhere, try, I'll remember them.

The ones who never said me.

Holding on the others when I'm waiting for me.

I'll see you.

See me slide over the lights.

G rifle.

Everywhere is my sail,

I'm every single Nexbox-son

A home on board.

Causing to wear a mask therefore I recommend

This moment I'll be calling to the sea

Kate.

Don't stop.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Yes.

Appreciate you making time to see me, Reverend Collebo.

I think I've had more prisoners asking to see me in the two months since war was declared than in the last five years.

Farming is a reserved occupation, so you won't have to fight.

No.

But you want to, don't you?

A lot of people would swap places with you in an instant.

I can't sit on my track to while we go the same way as the checks and the polls.

And more youth over there.

You've spoken to staff about this.

Still, trying to find the right words.

I can stay home, but I want to go and fight.

How does that not sound the most selfish thing I could think of?

Morning.

Morning.

Is he dead, Patrick?

No.

No rest for the wicked.

It's okay.

Your report's coming in every day now.

This is all we're getting to get predicted, my master.

Have a good day.

Is it what you're expecting with Stanley Faroe?

Pretty much.

Did he want you to tell him what to do?

I think he hoped I might.

It's not your style.

No.

No, my style is to smile benignly when you're in the room.

I think he hoped I might.

No, my style is to do.

No, my style is to smile benignly while a man agonizes over whether or not to enlist.

Before sitting down with Mrs. Felgate for an intense debate about floral arrangements this Christmas,

it would be the usual toss-up between the Holly and the Ivy.

She always plumps for the Holly, so I don't know why she insists on the pretense of a discussion year after year.

Could it be because she enjoys your company?

So, how long did it for now?

Of course not.

I think we think it feels like it.

Sarah?

I am about to commit murder, and I'm asking you in advance to be a character witness.

Adam, too, if you can bear it.

It was useful having a vicar in one's back pocket when facing a capital charge.

What's happened?

This.

Your gates are being requisitioned.

My gates are being melted down for a tank.

Probably not a whole.

And so who are you planning to murder?

Well, the woman behind this, of course.

Joyce Cameron.

You don't actually know she's behind it.

Her pet in this nose, no balance.

Either way, if it helps the war effort, then...

I know you're right.

I feel so foolish.

How could I not see that my gates are going to make all the difference in rebutting the Nazi horde?

The gates, Francis.

They're bits of decorative metal pointing up towards the sky sooner or later someone would have come for them.

Body scrahy,

The

value

from the

on

Just a couple of letters.

Mrs. Baden.

Thank you.

No need.

It's my job.

I always like to thank people, even if they're

doing what they have to do.

Thought you might be like that.

Like what?

Nice like that.

But I'm sure Jenny is.

Actually, no.

She wasn't.

Wasn't?

Not seen her anymore.

Oh.

Truth be told.

I didn't really like her all that much.

Discover she was the jealous type.

Where, where, yeah.

Who were you talking to?

That sort of thing all the time.

You wore me down.

Not all women are like that.

I'm not like that.

Let's be getting on.

Why don't you take me out one day?

How about tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

You're keen.

Why not?

I could pick you up at 5.30.

I have the afternoon off.

Let me up it too.

You're keen?

Why not?

No, no, I've got it.

2 p.m. tomorrow, Town Hall, Ministry of Food

Meeting 300 words.

I appreciate you thinking of me.

But I'll do a good job for you, Mr. Beaks.

You know that?

Eh?

Yeah.

Indeed.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

OK.

10 kinks.

How much do I educate the masses?

What is it today?

I'm teaching seven-year-olds the concept of money.

Good luck.

I've never understood it.

Oh, you must be in a bookie, Paffell.

Anyone can count this stuff.

There must be more to it than that.

Not much.

Cheerio.

Do you love me?

Oh, do you not waste any time?

There isn't any to waste.

Do you?

Do you see, yes?

From the moment you open that door to me.

Next?

Does loving mean you don't want to spend the rest of your life with me?

Right now, I can't think of anything I've wanted more.

But how might you feel next week or next month or in 10 years' time?

I can't think of any reason I'd feel any differently.

Next?

How do you know it's love?

Because I've never felt like this, or anyone else.

Not even close.

Then why do we get married?

Erm, er, none.

You're all I'll ever want.

I'm a parent, Neil.

You'll ever want, so...

Erm.

You leave me no choice but to pretend we didn't have this conversation.

Judge?

Kate Campbell.

What do you do with the honor of becoming my wife?

I think you have to actually say the word otherwise it doesn't count.

Yes.

Yes?

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, no.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not doing that.

You can probably do that.

I'll add that again.

You will be there to know when we will take you.

No.

No!

No!

Hold belt.

No!

Chancellor himself.

.

My gosh.

thou.

Lord.

Know where you want to go?

Your so-to.

You're still there.

ME S foul.

Before we sell you will run away.

When I get in the water you can see.

You know what I want to know about you.

You can shot off thegate?

I'm sorry.

I Amon out of you.

Getting engaged quickly is one thing.

Getting married in under a fortnight is another thing entirely.

You don't think it's a little...well.

Quick. Past. Brush. Tasty.

We want to get married before Jack finishes his training.

Because after that you could be stationed anywhere.

Yes, sir.

Fighting in any number of possible conflict areas.

I understand your concern.

It's not that we don't like you, Jack.

We do. Very much.

We appreciate how unusual the speed of this may seem to you.

Very.

You knew each other less than a month before you married.

Because your father was returning to the front.

But you loved one another.

That's not the issue.

I'm sorry, but it's the only issue.

Kate! No! No.

Hypocrite.

You don't think she's...

Don't even say it.

It requires the president's signature.

And it's...

It's interesting.

This is a list of charities to institute my ex-annual donations.

So, choice Cameron sits on the board of at least three of them.

You mean she was siphoning W.I. fans into pet projects?

Do not try to use this to get back at choice for targeting your gates.

One of the next donations due to be made.

For next month? Just for Christmas.

Right.

But perhaps we should postpone until the new year.

Until we know the full extent of what's gone on.

A good point.

I suggest a full audit in January.

If the only way we're going to get to the bottom of Joyce's large S.

Or a branch of the W.I. Francis, there's a limit to what Ian Joyce can get up to.

You really are quite naive, Sarah.

I put it down to years spent as a vicar's wife.

So are you speaking at the Ministry of Food Meeting this afternoon?

No, they're coming to remove my gates this afternoon.

I've already asked someone to step in.

Oh, excellent.

Emma's eye wrapped in my naivete, assuming it's struggled to delegate as president.

How wrong you were.

Oh.

Well...

Thank you, Mrs. Goody.

Most informative.

Next, we have a speaker from the Women's Institute at Great Pexfoot.

Good afternoon.

I've been told, well...

Not told exactly.

Asked to talk to the meeting.

To you.

In your own time, Mrs. Sims.

Yes, I'm... starting.

My name is Mrs. Sims.

And I'm here on behalf of the Great Pexfoot Women's Institute.

I'm here on behalf of the Great Pexfoot Women's Institute.

Yeah, it's gone now. You ready?

Refreshments for you, gentlemen.

Oh, very nice.

Thank you very much.

What is the meaning of this?

Well, it's pretty straightforward, Mrs. Cameron.

All available, non-essential land, is to be utilized forthwith for food production.

I understand what it means.

See that? The Vicarage Rose beds, the village cricket pitch.

Or your tennis courts. Of course, it's not legally binding.

I merely assumed you'd be happy to opt in, like everyone else.

I do not opt in.

But the problem with not opting in is that it rather looks like your home.

Or opting out.

I wonder how well that would go down when everyone else is pulling together so brilliantly.

Keep up the good work, gentlemen. Take all of it.

Who knows? The last hinge could be melted into the bullet that has Hitler's name on it.

Good afternoon.

Three months ago, my institute was not involved in food production of any kind.

We didn't grow so much as a bean.

And one might argue that it didn't matter because three months ago, we went to war.

And we could simply buy whatever we wanted.

But Hitler has changed everything.

How's it going?

We can.

And must.

Work together to make a definitive contribution towards ensuring the survival of the home front.

This may be a time for our men to fight, but make no mistake, ladies.

This is our time, too.

Very well said, ladies.

Thank you.

This meant to be.

No battery, girl.

Bloody hell.

You won't burn.

I mean, you better come out.

Where'd you learn to ride like that?

I won't.

So fast.

Why did I?

Just how fast my legs come out.

Well, don't ever join the post office. You put me out of a job.

Oh, no.

I couldn't do what you do.

She's enough.

Just stick the right letters in the right boxes.

No.

I'm too nosy.

I want to read what's inside him.

It's against the law.

It won't make any difference.

I feel overwhelmed by the urge.

This is the side you don't see at Miss Barden's doorstep.

Oh, you won't tell her, will you?

What you take me for?

Not sure yet.

Oh, you won't tell her, will you?

What you take me for?

Not sure yet.

That was very good.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

I was wondering if you wouldn't mind giving my latest article a bit of a once-over.

Me?

Hmm.

Sometimes I find it difficult to get the right song for the local rag.

I think I can help.

Just stick with your title, correct?

You were there.

Why didn't you tell me you were giving your title this afternoon?

I know you're not interested in the W.I.

I never dreamt.

I know you're not interested in the W.I.

I never dreamt.

I know you're not interested in the W.I.

I never dreamt.

You're not interested in the W.I.

I never dreamt.

The U.S.I.M. won't be together the same event.

Imagine my surprise when you took to the lectern, papers in hand, quite the public speaker.

And then imagine my embarrassment when you actually began to talk.

You embarrassed yourself, you embarrassed me.

How have I embarrassed you?

I now stand to be accused of nepotism by Mr. Beaks when he sees my wife's name in my article.

Change it.

What, I brought some silly bitch from the meeting writing to him, accusing me of getting your name wrong.

This is what happens when you get too big for your booty part.

You ruin everything.

I'm sorry, Bob, it won't happen again.

You've got to shoot enough of it in the first place.

Francis asked, and I didn't want to let that out.

What about me?

What about me, you?

What about me?

Hey, what about me?

Bob!

Bob!

What's that?

Mrs. Gumbel?

Good evening.

We had a crash and wanted to see if everything was...

You did it, a crash.

Pat slipped while serving supper.

And much like Humpty Dumpty, I'm afraid our favorite dinner set is beyond the repair of all the King's horses and all the King's men.

But she's all right.

Oh, she's absolutely fine.

Yeah, if you're a little embarrassed.

She's busy tidying up now.

Thanks for your concern.

Extremely named me.

I'll tell you a problem.

Please do.

It's not give up.

They're back.

Our reaction wasn't on reason, it belonged to the circumstances, was it?

No, but now we've had a chance to think about it.

It's their lives.

And we only get one.

And we only get one.

All they have is this moment.

Who can blame them for grabbing it with both hands?

Not me.

Come on.

What are you doing?

I'm writing them a letter to explain myself.

Wouldn't it be better to speak to them?

I already tried that.

After you drove off, they spent most of the afternoon regretting the way the conversation had gone.

And you understand why you want to get married quickly?

So do I.

Would you shock that soul?

I'm going to have to do that.

Isn't just you with the other people that are in pain there.

What's wrong?

What's different than money?

And it's your own flesh and blood.

I just want you to be happy.

I think I will be with Jack.

Very.

And if Jack knows any pilots, half is good looking at his ears.

Tell him I don't mind a few awkward nights at the pictures until I find a nice one.

And what a...

Why don't we have a look at my old wedding dress?

I'm not too hot.

Stan.

Is it not too hot?

No.

This, ladies, is notification of a £5 fine for the Institute's failure to obtain a tea and biscuit license.

Since when was it necessary to have a license for tea and biscuits?

The war will shortly require each of us to have a license for breathing in and another for breathing out.

The £5 seems remarkably steep.

You'd think the authorities would have more important fish to fry than frying also over this.

You would.

And they do.

But that's to forget that a certain Joyce Cameron sits on the food control committee.

How can you be sure it was Joyce?

I don't have it in writing that the sun will rise every morning, Miriam.

But there are some things about which I live in. Absolute certainty.

Do we have funds to cover the fine?

Oh, one for the treasurer.

Oh, Cash deserves a more than adequate to cover this.

Why don't we do that audit next week?

Next week.

So that we know exactly where we stand.

Fine.

I have to admit.

This is an unexpected surprise.

I've been re-considering your proposition.

Perhaps it's no longer on the table.

I'll tell you I'm wasting my time and I'll leave.

What changed your mind?

We live in a time of uncertainty, Mr. Driscoll.

Both national and personal.

We do indeed.

I'll do what you've asked.

On one non-negotiable condition.

That this is a one-time arrangement.

And can you start?

As soon as you agree, my fear, 10 guineas.

You drive a hard bargain, Mrs. Scott.

Look.

Take it or leave it, Mr. Driscoll.

Oh, not still wait.

Hey.

Spencer stood you up.

You're still waiting for me.

I'm not going to leave you up.

You're still waiting for me.

I'm not going to leave you up.

He isn't coming, is he?

He was very punctual the first time he called for you.

I'm sure there must be a good reason to be less so this time.

You can't sit here all day, Claire.

Just...

Just a little while longer.

There's something we need to talk about.

I've been thinking a great deal about my situation over the last few weeks and...

I think I finally made up my mind.

I think I know what you're about to tell me, Adam,

and he's not going to be there.

I think I'm going to be there.

In my weird story, I need to talk about you.

I've been thinking a great deal about my situation over the last few weeks

and I think I finally made up my mind.

I think I know what you're about to tell me, Adam, but please don't expect me to say it for you.

There are boys from Great Bagsford who will surely find themselves screaming out for their mothers in fear or pain.

But their mothers won't be able to help them in their hour of need. I can.

You want to join up?

It's where I believe my duty lies.

Not here within your parish, at its time of greatest need.

If we had a son, a Sarah, wouldn't you want someone like me helping him prepare for what he was about to face?

Then let someone like you do it. Why does it have to be you?

Because I truly believe that there are so many investments in God by being there alongside them.

Oh, God wants God's guess.

The boys and I are popping down to the horse and groom for a quick half, Padre. I wondered if you'd like to join us.

Thank you, Nick.

I'm sure he'd love a drink with the boys.

Wouldn't you, Padre?

We'll wait for you outside.

I'll be right back.

Mrs. Barton?

Good afternoon, Mr. Sims. I've come for a word with Pat if she's available.

I'm afraid she's having to lie down at the moment.

Oh, she had well, over there. Only if she wasn't at the committee meeting.

And I wanted to pass on how well her speech went down.

I'm told Pat was quite brilliant.

She's, uh, she fell off a chair. I'm going to pick her yesterday and, uh, seems to have taken more out of her than we initially thought.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Pat, there you are, you poor thing. I was just hearing about your accident.

I'll just say hello and then I'll leave you both in peace.

I thought you liked me.

I do.

I thought we had a lovely time the other day.

We did.

Well, then why did you stand me up?

I thought it was better to leave you thinking I wasn't worth the candle.

What do you mean? Leave me?

I've got my call on papers.

I've got my call on papers.

I've got my call on papers.

I've got my call on papers.

I've got my call on papers.

I wanted to come and explain.

But I thought it over and decided it was best for you to think you'd had a lucky escape.

But, but now you've told me what happened.

No, Claire.

I still think it's for the best.

Sorry for messing you around.

We could ride while you're away.

Your talk was a tremendous success by all accounts.

The chair telephoned to say how inspirational you were.

In future they only want you.

You must be very pleased.

Are you sure you wouldn't like a good routine, Miss Barton?

Oh, I've taken up too much of your time already.

Besides you look exhausted, Pat.

You clearly need to rest.

I'll see you at the wedding.

The wedding?

The Campbell's wedding?

Next weekend?

Oh, I don't think Pat'll be up to it.

Oh, shame.

Won't be the same without you.

I'll see you to the door, Mrs. Barton.

My Pat.

It will.

Your presence is missed.

Thank you.

You should never have come downstairs.

You got my sight.

What's all this?

You've spent so much time in your own head the past few weeks.

I assumed you'd prefer your lunch alone.

Steph.

Steph.

I've seen you looking at the planes overhead.

The trucks going past.

You're staring into your plate as supper.

You're lying in bed.

You're back to me.

Taking yourself off for Pierre to brood instead of talking to your wife

about the most important decision you'll ever make in all our lives.

You want to go and fight?

Stunt?

Go.

Because you know Billie got towards like this.

I know every inch of each man inside and out.

I was out.

I was well.

I'm so excited.

I'm so excited.

I love it.

I love it.

It's wonderful.

I love it.

Ready?

Let's go.

This is the last wedding I'll be doing for a while.

Let's not cock it up, Bill.

Let me do it.

No, no, no.

You can spend as long as you like brushing down in you uniform.

I said I'd like to.

I want to.

This is the last time I'll be able to do it for a while.

I'm so excited.

Go.

Go.

Go.

Happy?

Extraordinarily.

Are you?

There's only one other place I'd rather be.

I'd rather be.

I've gone about two miles from you.

Thank you for asking me to marry you.

Thank you for asking me to marry you.

Enjoy wedding like this.

Mine.

No, not like this.

Considerably smaller.

Have you ever come close?

No.

Not really.

You said that.

No end of interest from eligible young men.

For one reason or another, things never worked out.

There's plenty of time yet.

Such a lovely couple.

And they say you can't go wrong with a man in uniform.

Nigel Hughes.

This is Scott Lock.

And this is Trees of Fenn Church.

Nice to meet you.

What do you care to dance?

Me.

If you don't mind getting your toes, it's a slightly crushed.

Well, I'm a dancer for 20 years.

Then I would be honored to be the man to help you back on the horse.

I'm told you're the bride's sister.

Yes, sir.

I'm Jack's commanding officer, Richard Bowers.

Your sister's back.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

I'm not a dancer.

Your sister's bagged an extremely good man.

She's a lucky girl.

I've told you respect, so the luck is all, Jack's.

Very well said.

Would you care to dance?

Miss Campbell?

It's an order, sir.

Not for a moment.

I've found it very difficult to believe it's been 20 years.

You're clearly extremely good.

Let me guess.

You're a very successful salesman.

Very good.

I have a medical wholesale business in Chester.

Oh.

We supply all the surgeries in the area.

And you are the bookkeeper, I believe.

It's very impressive.

How did you know that?

Someone told me.

That would do it.

Dr. Campbell.

No.

I feel Driscoll.

We belong to the same club.

The always most complimentary Mrs. Scott Monk.

It's only that you don't come cheap,

or that you're worth every penny.

I appreciate the recommendation,

but I'm not looking to take on more clients at the moment.

I think you'll find you don't have much choice about it.

I'll be in touch.

I'll be in touch.

Oh, fuck it.

I'm very sorry Pat couldn't come.

I saw her last week.

She wasn't in a good way.

Very subdued.

I've slipped and fallen hard before.

It can take it out of you, I suppose.

I'm also off a chair.

She didn't fall off a chair.

Bob told me she fell off a chair rehanging a picture.

When did he tell you that?

Wednesday?

He told Will and me she slipped to our serving supper.

How old?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Is anything in the matter?

Yes, I'm desperate to dance with my wife,

but she's skulking around outside

with the president of the Women's Institute.

Do I have permission to whisk her away?

Whisk her away.

I'm a little bored of her.

What's ever I do?

Remember I'm two.

Remember I'm two.

Make room for you.

And I'll never fall for you.

I'll be strong.

Remember that.

We may be apart.

Now I'm in.

But I'll hold you in my love.

Till I won't do my love.

I'll be fine.

I'm not going to do my love.

I'm not going to do my love.

I'm not going to do my love.

I'm a regret marrying an agnostic.

Well, for a moment.

Ever regret marrying a believer?

Never.

I love you, Reverend Colin Borne.

If he exists, then the Almighty and I have that much in common.

I love you.

Bye now, right, sir.

Give me your mouth.

You said you'd like to eat.

I'll carry yourself.

Reverend Colin Borne.

Let's get some.

Be good, son.

Do what your mother says.

Do reckon it'll be office soon.

Well, then I'll be home in no time.

I'll be home.

I'll be home.

Well, then I'll be home in no time.

Steph.

You better come back in one piece or I'll kill you.

Stanley Farro.

I want it.

My documents.

AB-L epiers.

But that makes no sense!

What you've done is illegal.

You look like you're running a well-oiled criminal enterprise.

Get off my land before I do something we'll both regret!

We're at war! Read the literature!

You are an exceptionally pretty young woman, Laura.

We're going to be very happy here, aren't we?

You have a visitor.

Hello, Theresa.

Hi.

I can see the talking...

I'm sorry.

You're not sure, I'm sorry.

You're not sure.

You're not sure.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

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