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I refuse to do any more work for traitors.

I think you'll find that's not your choice to make.

Spencer isn't the coward.

He stays whilst other lights go off to fight.

What would you call him?

You're clearly suffering from exhaustion.

I'd like to run some tests.

Are you going somewhere?

I can't hold it.

Stand this.

Anyone.

I'll look at you.

Bob hits me.

Is that what you think?

Not just me.

Who else?

I'm taking you to lunch.

What's the book to do, the afternoon?

He's married, did you know?

I don't think I could go down there.

You have to.

That siren means you don't have a choice.

Yeah.

I can see the talking.

But my only head I was is in my head.

Waiting for the moment.

I don't remember.

I don't remember.

Not the words you never say.

Waiting on the others.

What am I waiting for?

Not the secrets I'd open up.

I'm a minus.

I'll be the enemy calling for us.

I'll be the science.

I see caution.

I see caution.

I see a window.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I see a way to learn.

I feel the promise.

I don't know.

I'm a minus.

I see a way to learn.

I feel the promise.

I see a way to learn.

Don't have to do this.

I want it too.

It's my problem, not yours.

You're only following your functions?

I love you.

Then hold my hand and walk tall.

Morning.

One and a half pounds of minced beef, please.

I'm also collecting for the well since.

I'll give you yours.

I don't want to argue, Mrs. Brinsley.

I just want the rations.

I'll do it.

Looking back at the last nine months, I can't help but feel immensely proud at how far

we've come.

Each and every one of you has worked tirelessly to support me and inspire members with new

projects and initiatives.

We have made a valuable contribution, ladies.

A valuable contribution.

But we cannot rest on our laurels.

The British Expeditionary Force is being driven back towards the channel, bringing war ever

closer to home.

When France falls, there'll be nothing between us and Nazi occupation but 22 miles of water.

And then anything we've achieved thus far will be as nothing compared with what would be

called upon to do.

Sarah.

The National Federation is launching an initiative to raise money to buy ambulances.

Excellent idea.

Large, small, all institutes are being asked to play that part.

If and when the bombs start falling.

I have it on good authority.

It's a question of when, not if.

The need for ambulances will be great.

To that end, I've told the county the Great Paxford is setting its fundraising target

at £50.

What?

£50.

But if we don't aim for a target, Sarah will never hit it.

But it has to be realistic.

I have every faith.

The members will meet my challenge head on.

What Pat alone could raise half with her cakes?

She was still involved.

She's not attended the last two means.

Apart from shopping, she's barely seen out of her house.

She's been under the weather recently.

But we certainly need her back in the fold for this.

In the meantime, ladies, we need fundraising ideas.

What do you mean?

I'm running as a sill.

Paisa was so well, we need to make hundreds getting close to £50.

If Steph teaches some of us to shoot, we'd soon have enough rabbit for any number of pies to sell.

I'm happy to do anything that keeps them from eating my crops.

Excellent.

Isabelle's asked if she can spend a day on the farm.

But with all due respect, do you really think a farm is a suitable place for a blind person?

It's not as though we're going to ask her to drive the tractor.

We all know that Pat's situation with Bob is difficult, but what can we actually do except offer support?

What does that mean we simply give up?

Well, as Adam always reminds me, it's one thing to care. It's another tomato.

Being a vicar doesn't make you right about everything, Sarah. It just makes others assume you are.

At Whitehall 496, thank you.

Can I hang you now?

Whitehall 496.

Good afternoon. May I speak to Mr. Cyril Falk, please?

Good morning.

Cyril, it's Francis Barton. I need a favour.

Hey, do you have to turn in the W.I. shelter, Mrs. Cameron?

I can't take in close spaces either.

Very brave of your test. Stick it out.

I've really no idea what you're talking about.

Good day.

Good day?

Mr. Hughes?

Mrs. Scott-Munk?

No.

Can we ask them?

Here we are, Spell.

Hi.

One love is far in the hand, reporting for duty.

Isabelle, may I introduce Spell and Pero?

Stan, this is Isabelle.

Hi.

Oh, hello.

Stan, I'll show you around the place

and we can have a chat about what you might like to try you on.

Sounds wonderful.

If you just let Isabelle take your arm.

OK.

That's it.

This way?

That's it.

One foot in front of the other.

Thank you, Stan.

I may not be able to see my feet,

but I do know how they operate.

At the meeting you mentioned being plagued by rabbits.

Here we are.

I'd love to learn to shoot some.

I thought you were joking.

No, I'm the contrary.

The skill might come in useful in the event of an invasion.

With Peter away so much, I could well

find myself as our home's last line of defense.

I suspect shooting a rabbit's not the same as shooting a Nazi.

Of course.

But one has to stop somewhere.

Tea?

Thank you.

OK.

MUSIC

Much as I appreciate the attention of my two beautiful daughters,

it is a tad unnerving to drink a cup of tea while being so steadfastly standing.

We know you haven't been well.

No.

But you don't seem to be getting any better.

You want to know what's happening?

I see.

Laura's convinced you have tuberculosis.

I don't have tuberculosis.

I told you we didn't.

I have cancer.

We wanted to keep it from you until it was no longer possible cancer.

What type of cancer?

Lung.

How bad is it?

It's not good.

Come, come here. Both of you.

New treatments are coming through all the time.

So there's always hope.

The disease progresses at different speeds in different people.

The prospects aren't terrific.

As sensible, rational people, we have to accept that.

All I can tell you is that I love you both more than I can say.

And I intend to be here for as long as humanly possible.

Well...

It was time.

Is there any other sways in your hand with me?

Let's see what we can do.

I'm sorry I'm late!

I tried to get home quickly but everyone was collecting their rations which meant everything

taking three times as long.

What's that you reading?

A letter from a Mr Cyril Falk at the war office.

The war office?

Mr Falk has had his attention drawn to my work for the local paper and was a partner.

He's very impressed by him.

Well, fluttering?

It is.

I've been invited to London for a conversation.

About what?

Well, Mr Falk wasn't specified but can't assume about my work.

That's very exciting for you.

It is.

Which means you'll be very busy between now and then.

Will I?

Mm.

I've lost some weight on the rations till my search suit will need adjusting.

And I'd like some new buttons on my best shirt.

Mr Mark shoes will need a new heel, fresh laces and a thorough polish.

What happened to your leg?

D'oh, there's nothing not looking where I was going on the way home.

Let me see, sit down.

Come on.

You'll need to wash that thoroughly and apply proper dressing.

And your hands?

I landed on them.

You stay here.

I will do mine.

Don't you tell?

All right.

I need you able to work.

Yes.

Hold for a second.

Jeez.

Don't stop.

r

ArmUs

All of them?

Oh, praise your power!

Oh,claimer, thank you for reaching me out!

Don't arch your backs.

Take a deep breath and gently pull the trigger.

Very impressive.

Let me see what's left to shoot at.

How are the members responding to the fundraising drive?

Well, I'd be lying if I said most of the time.

I said most of the time, if you have a target you promised the county.

Well, extraordinary times call for extraordinary efforts.

I do wonder if your ambition with this one isn't misplaced.

Miss Placed?

You're sure you're not overcompensating for Peter's absence?

Peter isn't absent. He's running the factory.

The military need class for uniforms. Peter's one of their largest suppliers.

Listen, there's no need to defend him. I'm merely making an observation.

It's very risky making observations about another woman's marriage

when she's holding a loaded rifle.

I didn't mean to upset you.

I'm not upset.

No, I can see that you're on the contrary.

Oh, my God.

Is anything coming out?

Keep going.

Closest I've previously been to a cow's a bottle of milk.

How long does it take?

It's only a second day.

Just keep doing what I told you and it'll come.

How's the cow?

I'll pay a lorry.

Oh, I'm doing it!

I'm milking a cow!

You've definitely got the touch.

I'm not going to do it.

How are you feeling?

You're shown.

You shouldn't.

What else?

You were forced.

By circumstance.

It was the easy way out of a difficult financial position.

You panicked.

And then they trot you.

You're being too hard on yourself.

I don't agree.

To close the wind distance here on the gas.

I wish you'd come back five minutes later.

Don't say that.

It's true.

How much money is that?

I'm uncounted.

I haven't touched it.

I don't want it.

Thought I'd burn it again.

You can't burn that kind of money.

Let me help you.

This isn't your concern.

If I have to worry about you repeating it every time I leave the house, I'd say it is.

I can't drag you into this.

No, listen.

I'm your friend.

You're not dragging me anywhere.

No.

Mrs. Brinsley?

Yes.

Is that David Brinsley?

Yes.

Telegram for you.

Oh, you.

You must have the wrong address.

Please.

I'm very sorry.

What did you want to talk to me about?

EWI is participating in the National Fundraising Drive to buy new ambulances.

Your public support would encourage many in the village to give it their full backing.

Backing you don't have us yet.

No.

Are you asking me to rejoin the WI?

You once said we'd make an unstoppable team.

And you said it was unthinkable.

Here we are, Margaret.

Simple, then.

Lovely.

Wouldn't you even consider returning?

Perhaps you forget, but it was never my intention to depose you when I did.

I was simply responding to what seemed like unconstitutional behavior on your part.

Now, as a consequence, there has been radical change in the way the WI operates.

I wouldn't say radical.

Oh, you've changed a great deal.

Treating members as equals.

Since that night in the air raid shelter, people now pass me in the street and they smile at me in a way they never would have done before.

It had lovely.

No, not lovely at all.

Smiles of pity.

Or of recognition that you're human after all, like everyone else.

But I don't want to be like everyone else.

I never have.

And I have a bigger reason for not rejoining the WI, which is.

My husband has decided to relocate us to the coast of the duration of the hostilities.

The coast?

We are surrounded by air bases.

Targets for German bombers?

I see.

I would rather see out the war in Great Paxford, but his argument is persuasive.

And his decision is final.

I'm sure he knows best.

Right.

This never wash.

And won't be long.

Hmm.

Of you men.

You too.

If you want to see Dr. Campbell, I'm assuming you must be Laura Campbell's mother.

Yes?

Your daughter works for, what should I say, under my husband?

Can I help you?

Fair simply.

By instructing your daughter to stop sleeping with my husband.

I think you'd better come inside.

Let's get one thing clear.

My daughter does not consult with married men.

Oh, any men as far as I'm aware?

Laura has spent several nights away from the house in recent weeks.

Has she not?

Yes, staying with friends.

Unfortunately not.

I have the receipts from the hotel in Chester where she actually stayed with Richard.

That's not true.

I assure you, the dates on the receipts will correlate exactly with the dates your daughter was absent.

I saw them together.

Followed them to a hotel.

My husband picks up an unwrapped young girl's.

Like sweets, I'm afraid.

But his infatuations dim almost as quickly as they flare up.

The dashing wing commander will move on and your daughter will be ditched as soiled goods, her reputation in tatters.

I'm not prepared to stand here and listen to you and thult my family.

We have nothing more to say to each other.

I think you should leave.

Richard will have told her that we have a stale.

Loveless marriage.

She is a contemptible philandra.

I said leave.

You must have been a terrible mother.

I was not expecting you back so soon.

Everything away.

Sorry, I'm just giving the kitchen another juice being cleaned.

I could put it all back in 15 minutes.

Not into a park, guys.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

It's all right.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it.

Well, guys, I caught the early train.

Why?

Did it not work out?

Oh, the contrary.

The Ministry of War want me to work for them.

What?

Mr. Folk thinks I'd be just the man to collect stories from the front

for distribution to the men's news agencies.

The front?

Well, I'd be working behind the line, not actually, honey.

How long before you have to give them your answer?

How long?

I said yes on the spot, of course.

Mr. Folk is clearly not a man to be kept waiting.

No more dreary village fates to cover.

tedious country fairs, deadly council meetings,

W.B.B.I. nonsense.

Finally, finally, I'm going to be writing about things that matter.

What do you think, Pa?

I'm so pleased for you.

I'm going to celebrate with the whiskey.

Can you clear this up?

Can you clear this up?

You had to choose between Mr. Smith Goes to Washington with Jimmy Stewart,

or goodbye Mr. Chipps with Robert Donut, which would it be?

I'm sorry?

I shouldn't have interrupted you.

No, no. What was the question?

The W.I. are planning a fundraising showing of a recent film,

and I asked which of the two you would rather see.

What are you raising funds for?

Ambulances.

How many?

Possibly four or five.

It's not just us. It's nationwide.

Your entire organization is raising funds for four or five ambulances.

Why do you say it like that?

Have you any idea how many casualties we're likely to suffer

in the event of an aerial bombardment?

A thousand new ambulances would be unlikely to cope with the carnage.

Well, we clearly can't raise enough for a thousand,

but we could raise enough for a few,

which could include the one that carries you or me

or any of our loved ones to a hospital in the nick of time.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that.

We can't all be on the front line.

Of course.

But we can't do something, however insignificant.

I'm sorry.

It's nothing to apologize for.

At this rate, I'll be making rapid play morning, Newman.

Sit down, then.

Why didn't you tell me it had been delivered?

I didn't want anything to do with it.

We have no choice.

We have to open it.

Why?

We know what it says.

We need to read the words together.

I can't.

We have to know.

We need to know.

We deeply regret to inform you

that ordinary seaman, David Brinsley,

is reported as missing.

I say...

He's alive.

He's missing, then.

But missing, isn't he?

He's missing, I see.

He could be alive.

There's a chance.

If he was dead, they'd say dead, but they'd say missing.

Missing isn't dead.

Brins, which means it could be alive?

It could be.

It could be.

You're late.

There's a lot, Tom.

How did you get home?

When Commander Bowers gave me a lift, why?

Come in.

I wanted to talk to you.

Can I wait until I've heard a verse?

No.

Has something happened to that?

The wife of wing Commander Bowers was here earlier.

What?

Saying some of the most revolting things I think I've ever heard

of her husband.

I'm hoping you're going to tell me they're not true.

Mom, you know he's married.

Yes.

But that doesn't matter to you.

He told me their marriage was stale and loveless.

Oh, God.

He told me they no longer had anything in common except their children.

What were you?

Are you thinking?

I love him.

Love?

Oh, I'm sorry to Kate calling the market with Jack.

Don't ever confuse what you're doing with their relationship.

What Kate has you want?

Is that it?

He told me he didn't love his wife.

Of course he said that because that's what you needed to hear.

That's not true.

What is not an excuse for behaving is if nothing matters.

The state of his wife in our hall was a consequence of your behavior with her husband.

How I'm now feeling about you is another.

And when he finds out what you've been doing, how your father will react.

Don't tell him.

There's only one way to stop that from happening.

I'll break it off.

Give me your word.

I promise I'll put an end to it.

Taking through there if you wouldn't mind and put them on the table.

Thank you.

Going away on a trip.

A temporary redeployment at the south coast to help the Fander be here.

It's what you've all been waiting for.

I suppose so.

I got so used to you being around the house that I almost forgotten why you were here.

I want to thank you.

For making me and the boys feel so welcome during our time here.

That you never make us feel intrusive.

And that we most certainly are.

Well...

You will take care of it, won't you?

I'm not going to suddenly throw the plane into reverse if that's what you mean.

That's not what I mean.

I'm sorry.

I thought perhaps you might feel...

I might.

But I can't.

Please forgive me.

Goodbye, Sarah.

You wanted to see me.

I'm just so glad you came.

I hear Bob's going to be a war correspondent.

How do you feel about that?

I hear you'll be happier there.

As you'll be here.

Erika and Sarah and I are the only people who know.

You have to believe that.

You'll be safe now.

We've all missed you so very much.

The W.I.

Isn't the W.I.

The W.I.

Isn't the W.I. without you?

You.

Is that right?

She can't be.

Are you sure?

Trust me.

You're four months pregnant.

You'll be pleased to know that everything else came back all clear.

I'm assuming this is good news.

Um...

Yes?

It means David's going to have a brother or sister.

Excellent.

Then congratulations.

Hello, Richard.

We need to talk.

Are you all right?

You look terrible.

Charlotte has filed for divorce.

What?

She has cited you as correspondent.

How the hell did you find out?

liesline.

that.

I have lived here all my life.

You all know me.

My father's name is carved on our war memorial.

Then you should be ashamed.

All right.

Do you think I could have made this decision without agonizing on what he would think of me?

He was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.

You know, asking you to accept it.

Or agree with it.

But I stand by it.

You always will.

The green panel for the chalet ball continues to be a light-folded by the fire of the nation.

Not the march of destruction by the German army.

Belgium has a battle done, leaving the British and French troops to fight on the land.

The defense of cancer to fight on the board of nutcabs.

Showing his somatiful resolution in the face of these green-flavant masses,

they fight off to keep the council secure.

Do you have any idea what you've done?

What are you talking about?

You know what? How could you? How could you tell her?

You don't take any risks.

You're not 20 years old anymore.

Thanks for the reminder.

MUSIC

The committee meeting started 15 minutes ago.

This is done.

We can arrive a little late and say an amazed surprise

that how such a large sum of money found its way into the kitty.

Four pounds, six, seven.

I have much.

Seventy-four pounds.

How unless if we managed to make that much?

There's a man in a suit to see, uh, looks like another client.

Would you want me to tell him this lingers off?

It's time I learned how.

If you want me to do your books, whatever you've been told by Nigel Hughes,

I'm afraid I'm not taking on any more work.

I'm not here to ask you to do my books, Mrs. Scottlock.

My name is Detective Sergeant Brooks,

and I'm here to arrest you on suspicion of fraudulent accounting

and aiding in a betting tax evasion under the 1939 prices of goods act.

You're not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so,

but whatever you say will be taken down in writing and may be given a tax.

Writing and may be given against you.

How do we explain to the county that we've raised so much?

I think all we can say is what Pat suggests,

that an anonymous donor made it very genuine.

I was wondering if I could have a word with you.

A parting gift.

It's a great shame to say that you're not here.

It's a great shame to see you leave us.

Are you sure you don't mean great relief?

As a philosopher once said, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.

You made them stronger, madam president.

It's what good leadership does.

Keys to our back gate.

And when we eventually return,

I will be outraged if our tennis court hasn't been plowed down and put to good use.

Growing peas, beans, whatever you decide to grow on it.

Thank you, Mrs. Cameron.

Please, call me.

Hey!

I'm so sorry.

And we're pleased to announce Home Fires will return next year for a second series.