All language subtitles for THE GILDED AGE S208-engcp

She's a thief!

Mrs. Astor has taken
my Duke of Buckingham.

Some people would say you took him
from Mrs. Winterton.

Mrs. Winterton drapes herself
with her husband's old money

when she was pressing
my underwear a year ago.

She has no need of dukes.

The fact remains he's been
passed around like an old shoe.

I'm serious, George.

He says he's afraid his plans
for the opening night have changed.

We knew it was coming.

Haven't you got your committee today?

- Will you tell them?
- No, and nor will you.

Won't Mrs. Astor trumpet it abroad?

Then we must trumpet louder.

When you talk like that,
you make me quite nervous.

Good.

So the long and short of it
is that I'm ruined.

Well, there is a little left.

And if you sell this house
and find a more modest lodging

perhaps a little further downtown.

In the Jewish quarter.

Agnes, don't start
with your nonsense.

With sensible investments,
you will have an income to live on.

It will not be luxurious,
but you won't be destitute.

I must find some loose Arab clothing.

I believe you can put it on
without a maid.

I'll discuss this with whoever
manages your affairs.

My son has managed my affairs
until now.

- He will not do so in future.
- Mama, I don't know how many times

- What do I care that you're sorry?
- I can say I'm sorry.

You ruin your mother
and tip your family into the dirt!

You throw away the work of centuries!

Thank you, Mr. Harcourt.

May I suggest that we meet again

when we have considered
all of the implications?

Of course, I am at your service.

Mr. Harcourt is leaving.

I'm not sure it's quite professional
to say so

but you did not deserve this.

Thank you.

So this is to be the end of my story.

I survive my feckless brother

and marry a man who was not easy

so that I might live a life
that was dignified and secure.

But instead I am to be turned out
of my house

to beg for my bread
on street corners?

- Aunt Agnes, Oscar didn't...
- Oscar didn't what, make inquiries?

Check Ms. Beaton's history?

Take the usual precautions
that any sane housewife would take

just to order a loaf of bread?
No, you're right. He didn't.

I wish you had told me earlier.

I only heard this from Oscar
the night that...

That Luke left us.

As it is, I felt guilty
asking you to come here

and Mr. Harcourt.

I'm glad I was here.

- The loss concerns us all.
- Doesn't it just?

It may be better than you say.

This house must be worth
a great deal.

Yes.

It's a wonder Oscar spared it.

I must just accept the fact
that my good fortune has ended.

Plenty of other people
have had to do the same.

I just thank heaven we've settled
on a date for Marian's wedding

though how we're to pay for it,
I can't imagine.

Of course, Dashiell may pull out

and not want to be linked
to this doomed House of Usher.

I'm going upstairs.

Your mother will survive this

even if she doesn't know it.

She may survive

but I'm not sure I will.

We won't meet again
before the opening

and no doubt there'll be dramas
to contain between now and then

but it behooves me to thank you all
for the efforts you've made

and to commend our hostess,
Mrs. George Russell

for her triumphant campaign
to fill our boxes

with what will be a dazzling display
of home-grown, New York splendor.

That was very gratifying.

I'm always rather frightened
by your mother

but she has done well.

I suppose.

Though why she should be thanked

when I'm sure they've all worked
just as hard I couldn't say.

I should introduce you.
This is Billy Carlton.

Mrs. Charles Fane.

Are you one of Ms. Russell's suitors?

- I'd like to be.
- Don't be silly.

Mr. Carlton and I meet at dances.
That's all.

I see, part of the daily rounds.

I've seen you in Newport, too.
We have a place there.

You were at Mr. McAllister's party.

I was going to ask you to dance.

Why didn't you?

Well, I think we're in the clear

and Mrs. Astor
will just have to lump it.

Don't speak too soon.

I should tell you that I have leaked
the name of your guest of honor.

- Why did you do that?
- Why not?

The news has put the icing
on the cake.

The last tickets went in a flash.

Every box will be full,
largely thanks to you.

- But suppose the Duke doesn't come?
- Well, don't say that.

A lot of the people
who have taken our boxes

also have one at the Academy.

They'll go where they think
he'll show up.

You must know
Mrs. Astor's trying to poach him.

Then you have to convince them
you're more likely to deliver.

Now, I mean it, Mrs. Russell.
They must believe you and not her.

Excuse me.

Thanks for coming.

You were good
to lend me your support.

I was glad to.

Does this mean that we can expect you
at the Met on opening night?

I'm not sure.

Charles wants us to join you.

And what do you want?

Just to stop being so frightened
by Mrs. Astor.

I'm not a brave person.

I'm afraid I was taken in.

All investments are a risk
to some extent

and Mr. Oscar was unlucky.

I was the one who was unlucky.

What a catastrophe.

How long will we have to prepare?

You're welcome to stay
until the house is sold.

- When will that be?
- Bridget.

We can't know,
so if you find a job sooner

- then you must take it.
- Now, wait just a moment.

So we will continue with our work
until things become clearer.

Thank you, Bannister.

Back to work, everyone.

We'll have to wait and see.

Oh, how precious.

- What an angel.
- Thank you.

It's nice to see you two.

Oh, did you say hello to Mrs. Fortune
on her way out?

Was that her with the child?

Yes, she needs me to cut down
the clothes she was wearing

when the baby was waiting to be born.

I assumed you'd know her,
working at her husband's paper.

No, we haven't met.

You and Mr. Fortune
did us such a great service

with your article
on the school board.

We now have so many pupils
ready to enroll

there isn't any way
they can close our doors.

Now all we need to do
is convince the board.

- I owe you a favor, Ms. Scott.
- I only wrote about the agreement

you forged with the Irish community.

If the schools stay open,
you'll have yourself to thank.

I see modesty runs in the family.
You sound just like your mother.

Come on in back with me.

We still need to get our arguments
together to present to the board.

We have most of what we need,
but it must be sorted and organized.

Oh, I can help with that.

Here's one.

"Wanted experienced senior housemaid

seeking promotion to housekeeper."

That means they'd like a housekeeper,
but they don't want to pay for one.

- Anyway, you're too young.
- Oh, what about this?

"Experienced butler,
preferably English..."

Oh, it's in Chicago.

There's nothing wrong with Chicago.

Except it's not New York.

Mr. Bannister, surely,
one of Mrs. Van Rhijn's friends...

You're very quiet.

- You have been all day.
- And with your accent.

- I didn't want to bother you.
- Bother me with what?

Why not?

I got a letter
from the Patent Office.

They've approved my application.

Oh, but that's wonderful!

Oh, I'm so pleased for you, Jack.

- You'll see.
- How was your day, Ms. Scott?

Have you told your mother
what's happened here?

No, I didn't want to say anything
until I know what I'm going to do.

Ms. Scott will manage.
She still has her job at The Globe.

You'll be all right, too, Mrs. Bauer.

I'd say you and Bridget
will be asked to stay on.

If they don't want to starve.

- Have you any news, Ms. Armstrong?
- I'm too old, I'm afraid.

It's hard to say,
but that's the bitter truth.

I'll be the one to starve.

What about you, John? Any luck?

Not in that way.

What do you mean?

He's been given his patent!

- Oh, I'd say!
- Jack!

The world has taken leave
of its senses.

Oh, don't listen to her.
It's excellent news.

- What will you do now?
- I'm not sure.

You'll have to find another $20.

Oh, don't you worry about that.
We'll help you figure it out.

Come on!

Don't fall.

Mr. Borden, your jacket is drenched.

Are you back already?

I suppose you were caught
in the storm.

Weren't we just, Ms. Andre.

They plowed on with an overture
by Mendelssohn

but gave up in the end,
so we walked home.

Well, I'm glad if Mendelssohn
is coming back into fashion.

I'm not sure we can say that.

But at least
they're playing him again.

What a disappointment.

Next time, you must find
a proper concert hall.

I should get on.

So Ms. Scott thought
you should consult me?

She mentioned it, yes,
and it seemed like a good idea.

I'm flattered

or I would be if I could understand
what makes your clock different.

My new escapement makes sure
the mechanism never sticks

so the clock stays right on time.

- Because it needs no oil?
- That's it, sir.

Well, I won't pretend to know
how it works

but I like your confidence.

Thank you, sir.

Of course, an alarm clock
is a simple thing.

But it's a simple thing
that could find a place

in almost every bedroom in the world.

- So, what should he do next?
- That's why I need your advice, sir.

I have the patent,
and my invention is protected

but I don't know
how to take it further.

Do you?

Not yet

but I know people I can ask.

Thank you, sir.

It's good of you even to consider it.

I should go.
I need to get ready to serve dinner.

I'll be in touch when I have an idea.

I should go, too.

Thank you for seeing John

and please give my regards
to your mother.

- I will.
- I gather she's lost her duke?

Aunt Agnes thinks him very feeble.

Because Mrs. Astor talked him round?

I was told it was Mr. McAllister
who arranged the switch.

He did the persuading.

Mr. McAllister, my mother's friend?

Well, she never guessed that.

I hope we'll see you
at the opening night.

I'd love it, but I'm afraid not.

As you know, Aunt Agnes is very much
on the other side in the war.

I meant for you to join us.

I'm not sure I dare.

Well, you underestimate yourself,
Ms. Brook.

It's very nice of young Mr. Russell
to want to help.

He's just showing off.

- I don't agree.
- Of course not.

Oh, I've asked Dashiell for dinner
on Thursday.

We've seen so little of him lately.

That's only because of Uncle Luke

and then, of course,
Oscar's unfortunate...

Yes, we've talked quite enough
about that.

- Mama...
- Please don't say you're sorry.

No, I wanted to tell you
I've had a dinner invitation

for the night of the Academy opening.

Then refuse it.

- You're busy.
- What difference will it make

- whether I'm there or not?
- Oscar, you are going

to the opening night at the Academy.

And if that sounds like an order,
it should.

Aunt Agnes,
I've had an invitation, too

and I'm very much afraid
it will annoy you.

Why would I expect anything else?

Agnes.

The Russells have asked me
to their box at the Met

- for the opening night.
- The Met?

Is that what we are now
to call the Metropolitan?

I'd like to go.

Which Russell has invited you?

I hope it wasn't the son.

Mrs. Russell asked me.

She would, to spite me.

So my niece
will be in the enemy camp.

You never made it a condition

that Marian should be at the Academy
for the opening.

I want to see the new opera house.

And so you will throw over
an old friend

without a backward glance.

The Academy isn't my old friend.

I had never heard of it
before I came to New York.

In our world,
old friendships are hereditary.

Mrs. Bruce, please ask Church

to have this delivered
to Mr. McAllister

- before the end of today.
- Of course, madam.

Now, are you quite ready
for the supper after the opera?

We are, madam.

May I ask what opera
you're going to hear?

Faust.

Do you remember when Ms. Nilsson
sang the "Jewel Song" here?

How could I forget?

You enjoy music, then?

I've learned to enjoy it, yes.
Very much, as it happens.

But before Ms. Andre comes in

we need to make a decision
as to whether she is to stay or go.

She's good at every aspect of her job

so if she's not a troublemaker,
then she can stay.

I'm glad that's settled, ma'am.

That's enough for today.

You have to get to Brooklyn,
and you don't want to be late.

Even with the Brooklyn Bridge.

Can you tell Armstrong that I'll need
her help later this afternoon?

I must start sorting out what clothes
I'll need for my new life

to which I am not looking forward.

I don't think she's looking forward
to her new life, either.

What do you mean, Ms. Scott?

Only that she's frightened
by the thought of change.

But I dare say
the others are frightened, too.

Mrs. Forte, ma'am.

Whatever happens to Armstrong,
she doesn't deserve Ms. Scott's pity.

Not after all the things she's said.

She is a pathetic figure who uses
her prejudices like a crutch.

We can all pity her for that.

You came.

I received your summons.

Of course, I came.

I wanted to hear your explanation.

Because the Duke has changed sides?

I rather thought it was you
who had changed sides.

Larry told me it was you
who talked him around.

I spoke to him, yes.

How sad.

Foolishly perhaps,
I believed you were my friend.

I am your friend

but I am also Mrs. Astor's friend

and that is what I am known for.

Did he make matters easy?

The Duke is in a difficult spot.

Difficult to live, perhaps,
but not to understand.

He has a high position, great estates

fine titles, a castle in Devon,
and a palace in London

but not enough money
to keep it all going.

An accurate summation.

So how much did he cost?

There's no point in that.

- Why?
- She's giving him more than money.

She'll open New York for him.

She's opening America.

He wants to know these people

and she can give them to him
more than you can.

So he will get what he wants,
her opening will be a triumph

and you will accept a box
at the Academy.

You're very sure of yourself.

With respect, Mrs. Russell

I've been at this game
rather longer than you.

But McAllister already explained
why offering more money won't work.

It's worth a try.

Bertha, we have spent a great deal
on the Metropolitan.

- I'd say we have spent enough... No!
- But...

This greedy young man
can go his own way.

You have a wonderful new opera house

an excellent cast
and everything people could ask for.

The presence of one duke
more or less won't matter.

- You should have more faith.
- So I can't outbid her?

You won't outbid her,
as McAllister has pointed out.

I promise

it will be a great success
without him.

Maybe. We'll see.

I'll keep some simple things
for the evening

but there's so much here
I will never wear again.

I can't put them
in the missionary barrel

and they're too fine
to just throw away.

I could pack them carefully
with moth balls and tissue

and store them in the attic.

- Just in case.
- But suppose we don't have an attic?

Everything is going to be
quite different for us now.

You'll still have your friends.

Yes, and at first,
they'll try to pretend

that our loss of fortune
makes no difference.

But it won't be long
before we start to slip and slide.

What about you, Armstrong?

Have you found a new place yet?

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Well, which of us does?

But we have been down
bumpy roads before, you and I

and we've got past them.

Would you like to come with us?

What?

You'll be working for nobodies

and I can't pay much

or make any promises
when it comes to how we'll live.

But you're welcome,
if you would like to try it.

Yes, ma'am, I would.

Thank you.

But why have you changed your mind?

Have I?

Perhaps I have.

It was something Ms. Scott said.

Ms. Scott?

What would she have to say about me?

Why? Don't you like the idea that
she would have sympathy for you?

I've had a lot of success with this.

It's salicylic acid

but they've got rid
of the bitterness.

- It's good.
- And you're producing it?

Try it. Have this for nothing.

And now I should go.
We have a school meeting.

What school meeting?
Not the Educational Board.

That's set for tomorrow.

But didn't you get the note?

No, they've changed it. It's today.
Seven o'clock, same place.

Well, I guess we both know
why I didn't get a note.

And I would bet the other
colored parents didn't either.

I'm afraid
it's your daughter's article

about the Irish and colored people
working together.

It seems to have ruffled
some feathers.

Yes, and your information
has ruffled mine.

- James, lock up for me.
- Yes, sir.

We must have all the facts laid out.

They won't listen to our arguments
unless they're supported by facts.

This is another list of pupils
ready for enrollment next term.

That's the most important
argument of all.

How can they question that?

Pardon me.

They've tricked us!

They've changed the meeting
to this evening

so that none of us will be there!

Then we must go!

We must go now!

- What... I'm not sure we're ready.
- Bring everything.

I'll leave you all
to find your way there

but we have to go now.

Everybody, come on.
Quickly, or we'll all be late.

Excuse me.

- This is a private meeting.
- Is this a meeting

to discuss the closure
of the colored public schools?

These people
have gathered today at...

Are you discussing the closure
of the three colored public schools?

Well, there are many other items
on the agenda.

Why was the time of the meeting
changed from tomorrow?

Today was found
to be more convenient.

But why were we not informed?

Many of us are parents
of the children at those schools

and yet, we were not told.
Why is that?

It must have been an oversight.

Then, will you listen
to our arguments?

We have lists of pupils
anxious to enroll

too many for the schools
to accommodate.

And we have applications
from teachers

all keen to contribute.

This is most unorthodox.

If we have more children
than the schools can take

and more teachers
than we need to guide them

why are you closing them down?

We must consider the evidence.

Mr. Montgomery.

Aunt Agnes and Aunt Ada
are still getting dressed.

I'm glad to find you alone.

I know we haven't seen much
of each other lately.

I understand.

What a terrible blow you've all had.

Will you go on teaching?

I'll be dependent on it.

Aunt Agnes can't continue
my allowance.

Well, it won't be for long.
You'll stop when we get married.

- Well, I thought...
- I want you to have a lovely life

of entertaining and clothes
and babies, eventually

and no work at all.

That would please Aunt Agnes.

And you, I hope.

Did I hear you take my name in vain?

How very nice to see you.

Aunt Agnes. And Aunt Ada.

How are you managing?

I'm bearing up.

The thing I don't understand
is all the paperwork.

I remember that with Harriet.

Luke was a straightforward man
who lived a straightforward life.

And yet, there are so many forms
to sign and documents to read.

They're piled up on my desk,
waiting for me.

I do sympathize,
but try not to leave it too long.

- Yes.
- How is Frances?

Very well.

She's properly settled in New York

and I really think
she's starting to blossom.

I often wonder what Harriet
would make of her

this grown-up young lady
that's taken the place of her child.

As you may know,
things could not be worse with us.

Aurora said.

Might it make sense
if I were to pay for the wedding?

I know it's not customary.

I am touched that your resolve
is undimmed by our disaster.

It's kind of you to offer.

Well, wouldn't it help

for you to enjoy Harriet's wedding
without worrying?

Quite right. It is my dearest wish
to see Marian happy.

Oh, and now that's dinner.

Pleased to hear that Frances
is doing so well.

She's doing wonderfully.

She should be back at any moment.

- Sarah.
- Is it good news?

- Tell us.
- What did they say?

They have decided
to keep two of the schools open.

I'm afraid they insist one must close
to stop them from looking ridiculous.

- But this is still a victory.
- Yes. Hear, hear.

So they won't save all three
when we did everything they asked?

Two will survive.

And now that we're more conscious
of the danger

I'm sure they'll thrive.

- Yes. Hear, hear.
- You should be glad.

We should all be glad.

We should, we should indeed.
Hear, hear.

- Congratulations, Mr. Brown.
- We have you to thank, Arthur

for exposing their plan
to shut us out.

She's right, Father.

I appreciate your praise.

I haven't had too much of it lately.

She means what she says.

You did good today.

Congratulations, Mrs. Garnet.

And to you, Ms. Scott.

Congratulations, Ms. Scott.

Congratulations to us both.

The results weren't perfect perhaps,
but they're good.

And they show us what can be achieved
when we try.

But the fight must go on.

And this has been a reminder

of how much work there is
for us to do.

- You're right.
- Oh, excuse me.

And nothing
must get in the way of that.

Mr. Fortune,
have you met Mr. Saunders?

- Not yet.
- I'd like to introduce you.

Please. Excuse us.

- Mr. Saunders, this is Mr. Fortune.
- Mr. Saunders.

And this is Mrs. Saunders.

A pleasure to meet you both.

You look very pensive.

Maybe because I have come
to a decision that will please you.

I hope it will please you, too.

It won't, but I know what I must do.

Are you coming home with us?

No, I should get back.

But I'll see you soon.

Goodnight.

Now, what can we offer you?

I think I'll just go
and leave you in peace.

It was a lovely evening.

There will be many more.

And don't forget, you're taking
Marian to school in the morning.

- There's no need.
- Oh, there's great need.

In fact, I should do it every day.

- Good night.
- Good night, Dashiell.

And thank you.

You know for what.

How kind he is

and what a relief that the wedding
is taken care of.

I think I'll go up now.

You're not feeling ill?

No, I just need some time to think.

Of course, you do.

I'll say your good night to Agnes.

Isn't that a pretty picture?

I haven't seen that smile of yours
for some time now.

- Arthur.
- I'm serious.

I didn't think I'd ever see you

smile like that again.

At least not in my presence.

This has been a hard time for us.

But I would like for things
to be better between you and me.

That's all I want.

It's very late,
so we should eat our dinner.

Maybe I can get Ellen
to fix us a festive dessert.

We have some celebrating to do.

This shouldn't be long.

Are you ready?

Frances is in the carriage.

The thing is, Dashiell

I've been wracking my brain
all night.

Oh, I hope this turns out well
for me.

I'm afraid you won't think so.

Because...

I cannot marry you.

What?

I can't be your wife.

It wouldn't be right. I'm sorry.

But I thought you loved me.

I thought you loved Frances.

I do love Frances

and I am so sad
if this is disappointing for her.

Then why are you doing it?

Because I don't think
we want the same things.

Or even the same life.

I want a life like everyone else's.

But I don't.

Or not yet.

I want to do some good in the world
before I settle down.

I don't understand.

Do you love me
as much as you loved Harriet?

- Be honest, please.
- Harriet is dead.

Of course.

I know you're lonely.

I know you want a mother for Frances.

But in your heart,
Harriet is still your wife.

Well, you can't stop loving people
when you want to.

Nor should you.

But one day, you'll meet a woman
who's not just a temporary solution

who actually shares your dreams.

I want that for you,
but I am not her.

You know it's true.

Why didn't you say this last night?

Dashiell, you are good.

Have you had any breakfast?
May I get you some coffee?

No, I must...
I'm afraid I must go, Aunt Ada.

I...

Frances is waiting for me.

Agnes will be so sorry to miss you.

He isn't taking you to school?

No.

I suppose that means you've told him.

Told him what?

That you can't marry him.

How... How did you know?

He isn't really right for you.

You knew it and so did I.

Besides, he's still in love
with his wife.

I saw it last night.

Aunt Agnes will be furious.

Agnes has so much
to make her furious just now.

You mustn't let that trouble you.

I didn't love him enough.

Not like you and Uncle Luke.

That makes me proud.

To be the rule
by which you judge these things.

Oh, dear Aunt Ada.

- So, which is it to be?
- Mrs. Fish.

Which what?

The Tribune says
he's going to the Met.

The Times says
he'll be at the Academy.

The Herald says Academy.

But The Sun says it's the Met.

Trust you to read The Sun.

Where else can I find
all the divorces?

He'll be at the Academy

and he's asked
to make his own way there.

He thinks to arrive with us
would undermine his dignity.

Isn't his dignity already a casualty
of the arrangement?

Well, are you sure he'll come?

Because I could always go to the Met.

Where I suppose you also have a box.

He'll come. He can't afford not to.

Mrs. Fish, I can assure you,
the matter is settled.

You will find the Duke
at the Academy of Music.

Thank you for allowing me to come up

although, I'm not sure
what it will do for my reputation.

You flatter me.

How did you know
I was staying at the Union?

I make it my business
to know these things.

Mrs. Russell, you did not have
to ride all the way to 39th Street

to tell me I have behaved badly.

I know I have,
and I apologize, but...

You can't afford to turn her down.

You must understand that
a great many people depend on me.

I'm sure of it.

And so they will
for many years to come.

I can only hope so.

Shall we sit down?

Why aren't you going to marry
my father?

Why did you change your mind?

Sometimes, you don't understand
a situation at first.

But when you think about it properly,
you realize...

that it's just not right.

Not for him, not for me.

So won't we see each other anymore?

Out of school, I mean.

Of course, we'll see each other.

I want to follow
every stage of your life

and dance at your wedding with joy.

You don't not love us, then?

I love you a lot.

I love your father, too

just not quite as a wife
should love a husband.

But I pray that one day

we'll all three
be as happy as can be.

Now you better go,
or you'll be late for mathematics.

There's nothing else you need?

Nothing, ma'am. Everything's ready.

Thank you, Adelheid.

Oh, Billy's asked
if he can visit our box

- for the third or fourth act.
- No.

But you like the Carltons.

- You like his mother. You said so.
- I hardly know them.

And we'll be entertaining
our own guests in the intervals.

I want you there.

Billy Carlton's nice.

Nicer than your duke.

There is no need for impertinence.

Mrs. Russell, excuse me.

Here is the menu you requested.

Mr. Borden asks
if there is anything else

- you would like to add.
- No, I'm content. Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Gilbert sent a message
that two tickets for tonight

have been returned.
I thought you might like them.

Tickets for this evening?
For the opening night of Faust?

Yes. Orchestra seats, of course,
but you'll have a decent view.

You can take a friend.

Might I ask Mr. Borden?

Borden?

Well, you'll have to ask Church.

But the supper is cold

so I suppose he and the kitchen maids
could manage.

You can help as soon as you're back.

That's very good of you, madam.

Come to the drawing room,
and I'll give them to you.

I don't know what else to say,
other than thank you.

- Very much.
- Thank you is quite enough.

Well, I got your note.

Though, I found it rather cryptic.

I apologize for that.

I didn't want to discuss this
at The Globe in front of everyone.

We aren't exactly alone here.

What is it?

I won't be returning to the paper.

What? Why not?

Have you gotten an offer
from another publication?

- I...
- There's no other offer.

Then why leave?

Mr. Fortune,
I will always be grateful

for everything we did together.

For the stories we covered,
for the chances you gave me.

I have a voice now.

A voice our readers
are anxious to hear.

Don't abandon them when you're just
creating a name for yourself.

- This doesn't make sense.
- I'm afraid it's how it has to be.

- But...
- We can't continue like this.

At least I know I can't.

So, what are your plans?

I'm not sure.

I have a novel that I've put off
for far too long.

Good.

Because you have things to say
and you know how to say them.

I hope so.

And we both have work to do

and we need no distractions.

Well, that's true.

You deserve to be at the center
of your own life.

Thank you.

And the others will hate
to see you go. They'll miss you.

Please give them my best wishes
when you tell them.

And I'll miss you.

There's nothing I can say
to make you change your mind?

No.

I just wish
things could have been different.

Me too.

But bad timing shapes our lives.

Do you need Bannister to escort you
across the street?

No, they'll collect me from here.

Should we wish each other luck?

I do wish you luck, Aunt Agnes.

And I know
I've been a disappointment.

Even I don't expect you to marry
in order to please me.

Thank you.

But now you have two strikes
against you, Marian

the second more public
than the first.

You can't afford another.

No.

I've said enough.

Enjoy your evening, but remember,
time passes quickly.

Don't throw your life away.

Are you off?

I must say you both look very smart.

Thank you. Are you sure
you can manage the supper?

- We'll be back...
- Everything's under control.

- I hope you enjoy the opera.
- Oh, don't worry about that.

- We will.
- I'm glad.

And I'm glad to hear
you'll be staying with us, Ms. Andre.

You're staying and I'm going.

We'll miss you, Mr. Watson.

And I'll miss you.

All of you.

I've been happy here.

Perhaps you'll come back to see us.

No, he won't be back.

But I want to wish you well

in your new life, Mr. Watson,
I mean it.

- I really do.
- We all do.

Go on, you'll be late.

Go and collect Ms. Brook.

Are we going?

My dear, you have outdone yourself.

I am only the curtain-raiser.

Here is the main attraction. Gladys.

Your mother's right.

You take the prize tonight, my dear.

Where is my grubby little sister?

She's gone missing.

Why are you all being so nice to me?

I'm admiring my handiwork.

Me too.

Congratulations to you both.

We should get started.

Are you ready for the challenge?

Can you doubt it?

It's time to deliver
the coup de grace.

Welcome, Mrs. Russell.

Our day of reckoning is finally here.

Indeed it is.

Are we really here? Is it possible?

Take courage and believe.

I see all the skeletons
and ghouls are here.

They may be old,
but they are the backbone of society.

A broken back, if you ask me.

I have not asked you anything,
nor do I intend to.

- Are you all right?
- Ask me tonight when it's over.

- Mrs. Russell.
- I hope, after tonight

Mother will calm down.

What if she loses?

Win or lose, she's got to be less mad
than she's been lately.

Your mother knows what she wants

and perhaps
that's the trick of getting it.

You're very philosophical tonight.

I was reminded of something
Aunt Agnes said to me.

- We have some other guests arriving.
- They will be shown to your box.

Wait a minute.
Haven't we come too far along?

No, it's just here.

You've tricked me.

Mrs. Winterton,
it is a box on the First Tier

just as you wanted.

Now, you must excuse me.
Please, enjoy your evening.

We were to have the central box.

We were to have Mrs. Russell's box.
She's made a fool of me!

If she has, don't make it worse.

- I'm leaving.
- No.

You need to be part of this event.

And you don't want to show
Mrs. Russell has defeated you.

So sit down

and look as if
it's all just as you planned.

Very well.

But I won't forget it.

Close your mouth.

You don't want people to think
you've never been

in an opera house before.

Is it that obvious?

Mrs. Russell, he's not coming.

- I can assure you, he is.
- The carriages are all unloaded.

He's not here.

- They can't wait much longer.
- The Duke will be here.

He won't be long now.

Can't we wait a little bit longer?

Have more faith in yourself, my dear.

- I certainly do.
- Wait a minute. This is wrong.

I gave up the central box.

Don't give it another thought.

Just go forward

and claim your victory.

I don't understand.

It seems they believed Mrs. Russell
and not us.

But he's coming.

I know it.

So you were brave after all.

Braver than I knew myself to be.

But Mrs. Astor can't have it all
her own way, can she?

- Do hurry up, dear!
- Oh, there's Mrs. Fish.

Oh, Mamie, you came.

Is this it? Really?

Is this the turnout?

Look, some of them are leaving.

It makes us appreciate your loyalty
all the more.

Or does it make it
all the more ridiculous?

Goodbye, ladies. Mr. McAllister.

- Where are you going?
- Where do you think?

But I'll have to hurry
if I'm to get there

before I miss too much.

- Should I help find her carriage?
- Sit down. You're going nowhere.

I won't believe she's won.

I can't believe it.

I want to remember every tiny detail,
every moment.

Then remember this.

Mr. Borden

I hope I'm not late.

Late or early,
you are very welcome, Duke.

I hope you will call me Hector.

I'm not sure Mrs. Russell
will approve of that.

Why not? Of course, I approve.

And you are to call us George
and Bertha and Larry and Gladys.

Would you mind?

I don't see how I can
when you're only obeying orders.

- Then I'm glad.
- Which is just as it should be.

Hurry up!

Thank you.

- Oh, Elizabeth.
- Mrs. Fish.

I didn't think you were coming.

I wasn't, but the Academy
was a morgue.

The fact is, you've won.

It can be a mistake
to celebrate too soon.

Oh, my dear, American Society
has been reinvented tonight

and you are at the very heart of it.

Ladies and gentlemen

this is a historic night
for New York.

Of course, much work and dedication
has gone into this endeavor

and I could reel off
a list of our benefactors

that would keep us occupied
until morning

but I won't.

Except to say thank you

to Mrs. George Russell

who has been our muse
and inspiration.

Tonight, her guest of honor
is His Grace

- the Duke of Buckingham...
- Look at Turner scowling.

What pleasure it gives me.

Why was she thrown out
of the Academy?

- Did you ever find out?
- I wrote to Mrs. Astor, of course.

Did she know it came from you?

- Certainly not.
- Of Signor Vianesi.

So...

- this is what defeat feels like.
- Lina, don't say that.

The Metropolitan is a novelty!

They're simply curious.

Ladies, I know it's hard,
but it's time to face the truth.

To quote Ecclesiastes

"For everything in life,
there is a season"

and it seems the season
of the Academy of Music

is drawing to a close.

Still thinking deep thoughts?

Not exactly, but Aunt Agnes is right.

It's time I took control of my life.

You do know
you're a marvelous person?

I know it's kind of you to say so.

I mean it.

Gladys, who are you waving at?

Billy Carlton. In his mother's box.

May I ask him to come back with us
for supper afterwards?

No.

Now, show the Duke.
Show Hector your program.

Here. Although I guess you know
the story of Faust.

Of course, a man sells his soul
to gain riches on this earth.

And he lives to regret it.

I hope he's properly ashamed
of himself.

She can't have just paid him
more money.

He swore an oath.

And then he broke it.

Perhaps she offered something more.

How did you get the Duke
to change his mind?

I made Hector
see it was in his interest.

But how?

George, you make the money,
and I'm very grateful.

But I don't tell you what to do
in Pittsburgh

and you must leave me
to manage the rest.

You don't have to come across.
You can watch me from here.

Don't be silly.

That was a delicious supper.

Or should I say breakfast?

My mother knows
how to manage those things.

Her gift is management.

So you're not getting married
after all

and now you're to leave 61st Street.
Where will you go?

I'm not sure, but don't worry.

I've got a job I enjoy
and plenty to do.

Will you stay in New York?

I hope so.

I love New York.
I love everything about it.

Good.

I'd hate for us
to have to say goodbye.

We'll never say goodbye.

We know far too much
about each other's lives

not to be friends forever.

Ms. Marian.

Mrs. Van Rhijn and Mrs. Forte
are waiting for you

- in the drawing room.
- What?

Why?

How strange.

I'd better go in.

Goodnight, Mr. Russell.

Ms. Brook.

Oh, Mr. Trotter.

You'll be pleased to hear
there's been a lot of interest

in your clock.

I am pleased to hear it. Thank you.

I think we should go
into business together.

Don't answer now.

I'll be back with more detail.

Good day.

I don't understand.
Why weren't you in bed hours ago?

She has something to tell us,
and she insisted on waiting for you.

But why? What is it?

Yes, please put an end
to this mystery.

Very well.

As you know, I've spent the evening
reading every paper

that the lawyers have sent me.

That must have been hard.

So, what did these papers consist of?

Most importantly,
there was a copy of Luke's will.

And a letter from Luke to me,
tucked inside it.

- A letter from beyond the grave?
- Exactly.

Apparently, he asked
that it be given to me

only after his death.

For what?

To explain what I'd need to manage
as his sole heir.

But is there anything to manage?

It seems so.

His grandfather made a fortune
in textiles in Boston.

What? And you didn't know
anything about it?

- Or did you?
- No.

But he's explained.

When he gave his life to God

he chose to live
without the advantages of money

and he took no payment for himself.

But many people
depended on the company

so he allowed it to continue
and prosper.

And now you've inherited it?

So, what are you saying?

That you've come into money?

Yes.

A great deal of money.

Too much money, really.

But doesn't this mean
we won't have to sell the house

the servants won't lose their jobs,
and nothing needs to change?

Exactly.

Nothing needs to change.

Bannister, you're still up?

We're all still up, ma'am.

- Awaiting your orders.
- Oh, good.

Because I have some news.

Mrs. Forte has inherited a sum
from her late husband

so we will not be moving
and all of your jobs are safe.

Hallelujah!

And if I may say so, what a relief!

Please feel free
to tell them downstairs.

- Ms. Ada?
- Yes.

Is that your wish?

Why yes.

Please tell them downstairs.

- Thank you, Bannister.
- Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, ma'am.

What was that about?

I expect he knows
he's working for Aunt Ada now.

I suppose that means they all are.

Well, I still own this house,
don't I?

But Aunt Ada
will be paying their wages.

Things may be a little different
in the future, Agnes.

But I'm sure we'll work it out.

Are you?

Are you, really?