Original subtitles

I heard a shot.

Another woman dead and nobody cares to ask why.

It's about the house boy.

Adam, you see my son?

Yes, isn't it obvious?

But we're a wife.

Promise nothing.

Miss Bissard, we're a lucky mascot.

I wrote to my wife about you.

I said I'd write the most delightful young woman.

Have you any idea what that man is doing to her?

You thought here lies at you, old door.

Leave her be you.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

I'm not going to be a little too old.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

Alfred, please.

MUSIC

Go!

Back us down!

Turn the light, turn the light.

Alfred, look at me.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

Alfred, I have to go.

Who is she?

MUSIC

Go!

MUSIC

MUSIC

Alfred!

Alfred!

Alfred!

What are you doing here?

What happened to Gider-Dass?

You know what happened.

Shot by daklitz.

She was shot dead here in Schimler.

Two men led her into the woods and one of those men was you.

Alfred lost your mind?

Here. See?

I found this in the spot where she was shot dead.

A heel from a shoe.

My god, she'll need two years in law college and this is the best you can do.

So you deny it?

Deny what?

Undersecretary in the home department, go in the pocket of the police.

In Gider-Dass, a fire-brat, enemy of the administration.

She was on some list, correct?

You think I killed her?

No, not you.

Alfred by the liver soiled his hands with actual blood.

I imagine you stood by.

You stood by and watched.

You are sick.

You know what this is?

What?

You're jealous.

Of course.

Yes, yes.

Stupid.

I will not look at you.

It's stupid.

Seven!

Tell me that I am wrong.

MUSIC

I will soon find out.

I liked it.

I'm proud.

I said that's all I've got.

Muddle.

Muddle.

Ooh, Alice.

Yes?

Mr Hawthorne is speaking to you.

Oh.

It's been that little day.

I'm sorry, World of my own.

Bit of a fuzzy head, I expect.

Oh, I was just saying you'll miss her.

No, no.

And I feel guilty of stealing her away from Muddle your nose.

But you must blame Providence.

You see, Anna, my daughter, well, her little governess,

is rather selfishly gone and gone herself engaged.

And I mentioned Miss Bessard when I wrote to my wife.

Of course she was very taken, I guess.

But it's a bit exotic, isn't it?

A talking point for the other wives and so forth.

So it's the side of that Lena has agreed?

Yes, she's very excited.

Well, why wouldn't she be?

Quite an opportunity for her.

As long as she's looked after properly.

House in London, country estate, she'll have a high old time.

Wendy leave.

Well, I wonder if she thinks to tie up, but soon.

I see.

No, she'll be sorry to say goodbye.

It's been glorious.

Oh.

Your lordship.

There he is.

What a pleasant surprise.

I was on by the club.

I'll walk you up.

I'll take my lead.

That is fashion parade.

This is her idea. The American.

You think it'll work, members?

Oh, Christ knows.

Ridiculous.

Very definition of a desperate measure.

Look, crust or mud, you could spit through that.

It's indecent.

And he's footing the bill for all this, Ralph is.

No talking to him.

Please tell me this is the last of it.

Give me strength.

Ralph, I back you at the risk of my own reputation.

I believe you're the right man to leave this country.

I believe your experience here could be an invaluable asset.

Well, I'm going back to London to convince a lot of old men to whom you will seem absurdly young.

All I'm saying is I'd sleep sounder in my bed if I had a few guarantees.

You must understand that.

Of course.

Ah, Cynthia.

Greetings, gentle man. Ignore the mess.

What can I get you?

Well, is it too early for whiskey?

Never.

Once the Maharaja told me he's on board, I can go back to London with the news.

With the hope and the expectation that the other state of Prince's will pour his lead.

What better start your campaign at home?

Hey, splendid.

You find me under veranda.

You've gone mad.

You'll realize that, don't you?

It's under control.

And what happens when he finds out the Maharaja has rejected your invitation to come back

and is now quite blatantly ignoring you?

He'll be here.

Oh, Ralph, do you really think he's going to come back here to watch old Phyllis in a bloody stupid fashion parade of all sorts of things?

Oh, that's actually quite nice.

Her name's Cyrene.

If you say so.

She has a Maharaja around her little finger.

According to Madeline, he'll do whatever she asks of him.

Let's have Madeline's right.

Too much?

Absolutely.

Perfect.

You know, I am so glad you decided to stay out.

I'm so glad you convinced me.

Oh, I like this one.

I am pretty sure her husband will, too.

He'll certainly like taking it all.

You wrote them?

Oh, yeah.

But, um, and while I appreciate you including me in all of this mad,

I'm not sure it's something you should bother with.

It's a bit silly, isn't it?

I'm coming back all this way just to see me prance around in a frock.

I did stress that in my letter.

I see.

But did he take a blind bit of notice?

What's so he's coming?

Yeah, just got word.

No stopping him, it seems.

He is obviously very devoted.

You're a lucky one.

Oh, he's the lucky one, believe me, sweetheart.

You'll be glad to see him.

No, just glad as your husband will be.

I can't wait to see the look on their faces.

Mm.

She's gorgeous.

Mm.

So the time set has to be perfectly aligned.

Mr. Luller, how may I help?

I have a story for your newspaper.

Oh, my, oh, my, oh, no, no.

Oh, Sumitra!

I think it's time we had one of our little chats, isn't it?

Yes, I...

Well...

Your prince is coming.

Mm.

Thank you.

My dearest partner and greatest.

Yes, don't fact.

He says I'm his very own lady with Beth.

Oh, well, lost her marbles and topped herself in the end, didn't she?

So, have you chosen some dresses?

Me, model.

That's accepted.

There was such a spiral sport.

Well, the other girls are taking part.

It's a long time since I was a girl, Ralph.

Besides, too much to be getting on with.

Excuse me?

Come on, Percy, you're tired.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

What's wrong?

What's that?

My reward, he says.

He says, I don't understand.

Yes, I am.

Mr. Charlie.

Only I can't keep it.

I do not want it.

Take it from me, please.

Your reward for what?

Tell me where my wife goes.

Who she speaks to.

He says.

What have you told him?

Nothing, ma'am.

I confess.

I have light to him.

Thank you.

You won't have to lie again.

You keep this money.

You've earned it.

I thought we could walk the rest of the way.

As you wish, chukriya.

They have made a start on the sketches already.

Hi.

Ivanate O'Lyle.

You'll stay in the room.

You'll stay in the room.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

You'll stay for a cup of tea.

If it's not too much trouble.

Tea is never in short, so play around here.

Yes.

You have plenty of tea and plenty of cow dung.

Well, it keeps the veggies at bay.

I think I would rather be bitten.

Ajala, this is Sunni.

Sunni Ajala likes me, you know.

You know what I'm saying?

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Yes, you know?

Yeah.

Coffee, a chair.

You mind if I have a wee look?

Do you hear me?

Hi, Benji.

That's him, the Resh, the man who's staying here.

Come.

They'll be more comfortable if we're not hovering over them.

Where is Mr. Khan?

Oh, stuck in his office.

But he assures me both pictures will appear in his newspaper.

So, the Resh and whoever murdered that woman, they'll have nowhere to hide.

That is good news.

Will you excuse me?

Shuni.

Here.

Shukri, feel trouble.

They may return to their duties.

Good day.

Wait.

Please tell Mr. Khan I will call at his office today afternoon.

I really could do without this ridiculous fashion show today.

But no, no, no, no.

We, uh, must do our duty, I suppose.

Come up, sitting up, precious little sister-in-law.

But I do find it irritating at times, didn't you?

Perhaps it's the accent.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Perhaps it's the accent.

It does tend to grade.

What do you say?

She's irritating, isn't she?

She's just a tiny bit much of time.

She's very confident, that's all.

Well, she's, uh, she's sure of herself.

Is that what you're saying?

Yes, I suppose, sir.

Well, why shouldn't she be?

She's an absolute peach.

She's a very elegant, charming woman.

Yes, of course.

Oh.

Yeah, dear, is Mother of Jealous?

Are you jealous?

Are you a bit jealous?

Oh, it's not very nice now, is it?

Well, you'll give yourself wrinkles with that round.

Such silly cow.

A witness saw two men coming through this wood.

I have to be a Gordon Castellate.

This is what she saw.

Speak, or so help me.

You're working with the police, yes or no.

Sit for my sake.

I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God.

I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God.

I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God.

Sit for my sake.

I swear to God, you will see that face staring back at you

in tomorrow's newspaper.

As you wish.

Suni, wait.

Leave her.

Don't you see?

Cara Dass was not my enemy.

She was my friend.

She was my comrade.

Go in.

What are you talking about?

She was shot through the head.

There.

And that spot.

And I was...

I was...

Who killed her?

A man named Nuresh Manaji.

And what sort of a man is he?

A nationalist.

Not with Gandhi.

No.

Then what?

A terrorist?

Not at first.

But then over time he lost his way.

He became...

And how do you...

How do you...

You are within me.

Aren't you...

No, I'm so sorry!

Yes.

Day and night.

I am working to drive the British out.

How did this happen?

In Bengal.

No.

Here.

In Shimla.

Do you remember the lies?

And when I saw you thrown into me...

No!

Don't you drag me into this!

How could you not tell me?

You don't think I didn't want to?

Suni, don't you see?

All these years.

They were on the same side.

No.

Never.

Never the same.

I spoke out.

I spoke as I felt.

I didn't hurt anyone.

No, did I.

You hurt me.

You lied!

You lied and you lied!

Do you...

Yes?

I only did what I felt was right.

No!

Don't say anything.

Nothing you could say could ever make any sense to me.

Come on.

Yes, come in.

Yes, I've had my arm twisted.

Someone had to add a bit of class to the proceedings.

What'd you go to telegram?

Yes, for Madam Serene.

Oh, good.

My name is Phyllis.

Yes.

Don't try and remember.

Don't try and remember.

I'm here.

I'm a bank.

Just don't mind me.

I only live here.

Oh, it's up to the mum of Raja.

Nice.

You're not come.

You're not interested.

Come yourself up.

What's this?

My apologies.

An ending error.

Such a shame.

My husband's a very important man, Mrs. Gough, and these things happen.

Yeah, but still.

I mean, all this trouble, all this fuss.

And if we're not to show up.

Poor old Madeline.

Is he?

She'd believed you.

When you told her you had some influence.

But I mean, now she knows you don't.

So I think you'll find your new friend has considerably less time for you.

You're quite the better time, you something.

Well, I'll let you know.

I'm myself.

I know they live in a lie.

I'm not going around pretending to be someone else.

Are you?

You're all singing old dancing wise cracking queen of the club.

You want to know what I think?

I think underneath it all.

You're just a bit lonely little woman.

I pity you.

Tell me what you plan to do when you finally tosses you aside.

And all this comes to an end.

Wish you will.

Oh, it will.

I don't think I'm the one to be pitted here.

I'm not going to be able to do it.

Very impressive, Mr. Khan.

What are they all saying?

Hello?

Oh, there she is.

I see you two are the best of friends.

Well, naturally.

You have it?

The portrait?

No.

There will be no need for any of that.

But this is your idea.

I'm planning to run the story.

See?

Page 4.

I have a great empty hole on the upper half.

That's your epitaph right there, Mr. Khan.

No.

There will be no story.

And who are you to counsel me on the content of my paper?

I spoke to my brother.

Really?

What has your brother to do with any of this?

The matter is currently being investigated by the IPI.

Our involvement will only confound things.

If you print these allegations, the teapicker, lakschmi, will be detained.

And the newspaper shut down under the...

Yes, sir.

What is it?

The emergency powers press act.

I am simply trying to protect your business.

Good day, Mr. Khan.

Good day to you, Sunni.

But...

What is it?

I was doing this all for you.

There was no need.

Well, I must confess I'm surprised.

Whatever for?

I had you done as a fighter.

So I am.

But not today.

Sunni, I saw the picture.

It was your brother.

Was it not?

Did you know?

I suspected.

Tell me he didn't shoot that woman.

No.

She was killed by N'resh Banerjee.

They were all comrades.

After who is he working for?

Who is he on?

His own side.

As he always was.

Come on, Sunni.

He claims he is fighting the British.

But in a way that is senseless.

Repeat this to no one.

As he was.

And I am not in your debt for this.

I hope that is understood.

Of course.

Good.

Sunni.

Banerjee must be caught for what he did to that woman.

We cannot let the crime pass.

You tell him.

Yes.

I will.

You have been smoking.

Yes.

I will tell Ma.

Be my guest.

Ma!

Oh, Boopie.

Quite the delegation.

Where are you going?

I am sorry if she says you have to bring these articles up to the club.

Good.

Adam, could you give us a moment?

Yes, sir.

What's the matter with you?

I am well.

You are drinking again.

I thought you packed all that in.

I swear.

I have not touched a single drop of liquor.

This three days passed.

Then what is it?

Come on, spit it out.

I see you.

See who?

The woman.

The woman in the river.

The woman I kill.

God's sake, Adam.

Since that boy is coming to this house all the time, she is having a night.

Do you see her too?

Now look, you give me this.

We'll go get some rest and we'll say no more about it.

But, Saib, I wish to come.

No, no, no.

Adam will fill in.

All right?

Who the hell to excuse himself?

Have you got any yours then?

Oh, the club gets her back.

Just give another telegram.

They're not coming.

I'm serious, Lee.

To put your trust into a woman that's, well, face it a little more than a prostitute.

I'm not quite sure what your wife is thinking of.

This pleases you, doesn't it?

Of course not.

It's a disaster.

Let me help you fix this.

I'll deal with it myself.

Has the Maharaja arrived?

No, it's not planned.

Junior and I have, and all things of bloodiness.

I'm going to appear to be very high on his list of priorities.

This, uh, hold up in Amrit poor.

I understand.

It was most unexpected.

The sense is apologies.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

We haven't, we haven't.

I'm not sure.

You're not sure.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Thank you all for coming through this.

The Royal Simlar clubs, First Fashion Parade.

And the last!

Very possibly.

I can't wait forever, Rob.

I appreciate that.

My Maharaja won't come to us.

We shall have to go to him.

You assume you can at least arrange that?

Of course.

Good.

How are you going to give me the details tomorrow?

Oh.

Oh.

Tonight, we are going to treat you ladies to a feast of gorgeous props, frills and

plazas.

Oh.

Don't worry, gentlemen.

There'll be plenty for you to look at, too.

No, no, no.

If you get my meat.

Oh, you learn.

Off to put your dress on.

How happened?

How did he eat?

You said it was in hand.

Oh, no.

Oh, sorry.

What good is that?

I look full.

That's what Hawthorne will report back to London, that I'm full.

A joke not to be trusted.

I will improvise.

Oh, dear.

Well, first up, would you please give a warm welcome to delightful Mrs. Wheeler?

I'm sorry.

No, I let you down.

Your audience awaits.

Come on, the suspense is killing us.

Got it.

Worth the wait.

What a start.

Show of

now.

We're ready to start it.

Is this how funny?

No.

That's so nice.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Whoo.

Whoo.

Whoo.

Whoo.

Whoo.

Yes, a warm round of applause for Mrs. Wheeler.

Now, next up, you could see various straps in the house of water.

Oh, Miss Nina.

What a dusky beauty.

What a dusky beauty.

As you can see, it does all sorts of things somewhere north of the knee.

Next up, Miss Daphne Merrady.

As you can see, what is this?

New season resort.

In some exotic print.

Oh, I'm...

Probably for the best is Miss Ma and Roger Boxes' chops, didn't they?

I can't see him approve all this at all.

Just a little bit.

Textile.

Now, ladies, dressed in a fanciful floral getter, Mrs. Stella Knott's farm.

I'm going to do my lunch if you want to go dance, Tosh.

Evening well.

Captivator.

Day orders.

That's it.

Deep breaths.

You two, Captain Turin.

Like so.

Excuse me.

Thanks.

I will be long.

What are you doing?

One of my fuzzy heads, I expect.

Uh-oh.

Here comes trouble.

No introduction needed, I think.

Ladies and gentlemen, here she is at last.

Oh, no.

Be still my beating heart.

Yes, as dim your as any debutante.

Our own Queen of the Hills.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Please arise.

Thank you, come back.

Now in a late, but very welcome addition to our show,

Mrs. Harvestok.

Delicious, lovely.

Down right, mate.

Am I dreaming, ladies and gentlemen?

Is this similar or is this sort of a scream?

Oh.

All looks thoroughly impractical, but jolly well blow off in a strong place.

Yes, I know.

She's in half Mr. Harris' god, don't be offended, that was just my little joke.

Gosh, I deserve a drink.

A short interval, ladies and gentlemen.

You're sorry to miss your husband.

Oh, he'll have got himself distracted by some pretty young thing.

He's probably fucking her right now.

What if that's true, he's a very foolish man?

Something amuses you.

You throw me a few compliments thinking, what?

I'd help betray my prince.

Devold his dark secret.

What does he have in here, lads?

He's got a bunch, hmm?

Only one of which have been much use.

But then again he only need one.

But you're never going to tell me.

Oh, but I might.

If you put your back into it,

you'll take a boy.

Yes?

Who is that, please?

L'Oddhothan.

L'Oddhothan.

L'Oddhothan.

L'Oddhothan.

I was, well, I was just passing and I thought we could have a drink together.

Have you got any whiskey?

No, but I have water.

Oh.

Really, uh, an exquisite creature.

Oh.

Sir, please.

Hey, haven't we talked about this before?

Yes. Yes, will you help?

But I can't help myself.

Perhaps you should be leaving.

Every man in the room must look.

Sir, please, that's enough.

Oh, it's not.

Sir, that's enough, please, please.

No, I don't want to leave.

Sir, stop, please, leave.

Sir, stop!

No, you're not wrong.

Whiskey, please. Noise.

I'm doing so.

Thank you.

You seem to be enjoying yourself up there.

Yes, I actually was, believe it or not.

Alice.

I'm giving you one last chance. Do you understand?

I mean, I don't know if we can even trust that woman.

I don't know what she wants.

I'm not about to risk everything in my life for a man who thinks it's somehow braver to suffer in silence.

You're better than that.

We're used to being.

Do you mind if I talk to my wife?

Right, we're leaving.

Are we?

We are.

Wooooooow!

Wooooooow!

Stop!

We got it.

Trap!

Cannon!

Trap!

Oh no!

Come on down.

ribbling

bch

bch

bch

bch

Can you tell us what happened, Miss Prasad?

I had to knock at the door.

I turned around and there he was.

Lord Hawthorne?

Yes.

And then what?

He came in.

You invited him in?

Yes.

You did.

No.

I don't really need a man.

Doesn't recall.

He took my hand, grabbed my hand, kissed it.

Are we absolutely sure about that?

He pulled me towards him.

He kissed me.

Well, that may be your recollection.

I just wanted him to stop.

If he'd listened to me, if he'd left when I told him,

none of it might have happened.

I'm sorry I was, sir.

Please.

There's no need.

Shall we?

Yes.

So while we were experiencing the nightmare,

it was yesterday evening, a riot broke out in Karachi.

Muslim mob was about to let rip into the Hindu

neighborhoods in the city.

I see.

It was all bloody vengeance over some insult

to the Prophet Muhammad.

If our troops hadn't acted when they did,

we would have had a massacre on our hands.

Any casualties?

47 killed last count.

So many.

I'm advised the numbers would have been a lot worse

if we'd sat on our hands.

But amongst the dead, nourished energy.

Are you sure?

Shot dead.

There's desert difficulty on its way.

Thank God for that.

Just a shame we didn't get to speech him first.

Sir.

His lordship's awake.

A gift?

Yes.

It's from a friend.

It's beautiful.

Yes.

Those years we were about for a long time, I was so lost.

I met someone.

I met someone.

I lied in the darkness.

Taira.

Do you love her?

Yes.

So why you hear that?

She died.

Do you know?

You were always...

Please, don't have to say anything you don't mean.

I always loved you.

I never stopped.

All the time we were about.

Every day, your face was right before my eyes.

I know.

Every day, it was as if I could see you.

You can see me now.

I can't lose you again.

You were.

Not this time.

Why you beautiful people?

Why are you feeling so?

I don't wanna be here.

I hate this place.

We'll get you home.

Soon as you're strong enough.

What did you show me?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

You ready, sir?

Yes.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Turn up, say yourself.

How could anyone do this?

Well, sir, she claims that she was trying to fend off your advances.

What?

She was trying to fight you off. That's what she claims.

Miss Bessar, does?

Yes.

What?

What was she saying I attacked her?

I'm afraid so.

I attacked her and she did this.

What would she say that?

What was she saying?

I was afraid so.

I attacked her and she did this.

What would she say that?

That...

That's not what happened.

I don't understand.

I don't understand why would she lie.

I imagine she wants people to believe that she had a good reason

for doing what she did.

I mean...

She didn't do anything.

I'm...

I don't follow.

Well, we were talking.

Having a drink.

You know, just talking together.

You know?

When the door opened and he came, half animal, half demon,

and never said anything like it.

In who came?

Adam.

Adam.

Adam.

There was a boy.

A servant boy there, do you remember?

Uncle.

He left me like this.

So I want the little bastard found.

All the bastards found and all of them punished.

Indian Summers continues next Sunday night from nine o'clock.

Tomorrow at nine, a terrifying storm induces flashbacks

on the island.

It's totally gripping.

Emotional.

Talking of gripping, we've highlights from Formula One

from the Bahrain Grand Prix.

That's tonight at eleven, but not before Gogglebox.

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