All language subtitles for The Cazalets s01e01.eng

[gentle instrumental music]

Oh, McAlpine.

When Billy's finished
marking the lines,

will you tell him
to put up the net?

Someone's bound to
want to play tennis

soon after they arrive.

Oh, bound to, Madam.

[McAlpine muttering]

Mr. and Mrs. Edward will
be in the piano room.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. and Mrs. Hugh in
the green room, please.

Mr. and Mrs. Rupert
in the Indian room.

Now, Phyllis, we should
organise chamber pots.

[telephone ringing]

Edward Cazalet.

Oh, hello.

Excuse me, old boy,
it's Jack Grisham,

about the mahogany order.

I'd better get it sorted
out before...

Not again.

I talked to him this morning.

I thought we'd cleared that up.

Fair cup, old boy.

Oh, right.

Right.

I'm going to pick up
Sybil and Polly.

I'll see you at Home Place.

Bye.

Sorry, go on.

This afternoon?

No, I don't think I can,
I have to take my family

down to Sussex for the holidays.

[laughing]

Do you?

Mm...

I, you, believe me.

Oh, Lord, I wonder.

Now, chamberpots.

Two for each of the
children's rooms,

and one for the others, please.

What should we do with the
one Madam doesn't like?

Oh...

Put it in Master Teddy's room.

Teenage boys don't seem
to notice these things.

Yes, Miss Rachel.

Polly!

Polly, darling, come
on, we must go.

Daddy's waiting.

[Hugh] All ready?

Except for Polly.

Darling, come and
sit in the car.

You've had so much to do,
you must be exhausted.

No, I'm all right,
darling, really.

What are you doing with Pompey?

He tried to get into my bag.

He wants to come.

Polly, you know he can't.

Cats have to know
their territory.

He'll only get lost.

And you don't want that, do you?

Pompey will be quite
happy here with Inge.

You'll look after him,
won't you, Inge?

I look after him well.

I love the cat.

Come on, Polly.

I'll have to come up to
work every other day.

I'll make sure I call
in and see him.

Give him to me, darling.

There you are, Pompey.

There you are, Inge.

[cat meows]

Come on, darling.

[Sybil] Inge is very
reliable, Polly.

We'll miss her when she
goes back to Germany.

All aboard.

You're not going to read.

[Louise] Why shouldn't I, Teddy?

There you go, dear.

There's a window beside you

-in case you need fresh air.
-You can read if you wish to.

Come on, Teddy, you
go in the front.

In you get.

There we are.

Snug as bugs in rugs.

I think I shall teach myself
to play the violin this year.

There's rather a good
one at Home Place.

I'm sure I could use it.

Good idea, old girl.

Sorry you have to drive.

We must see this chap
about his order,

or I shan't enjoy the holiday.

You won't be late, will you?

Absolutely not.

See you on Saturday.

So, we'll be nine in
the dining room tonight.

Oh, and the six children
can have their tea

with Ellen in the hall.

How is the salmon standing
up to this weather?

Oh, it'll have to
be cold, ma'am.

I poached it this morning
just to be on the safe side.

Oh, good.

Well, then, I'll
leave you to it.

Oh, Tonbridge, what time are
you picking up Mr. Cazalet?

I'm just off to the
station this minute, ma'am.

You won't let him
drive, will you?

Not if I can help it, ma'am.

Oh.

[upbeat music]

First day of the
summer holidays.

My favourite time of the year.

-Left, sir.
-Huh?

-Drive on the left.
-I'm on the left.

All the family together
at Home Place.

And I shan't be going up to
the office for six whole weeks.

-[car horn blares]
-Of course, I'll miss

the timber trade, but
plenty of time...

Sir!

-For me
-[car horn blares]

to finish writing my book
on woods of the world.

[William laughs]

[William hums]

"My darling, last Wednesday
was lovely, wasn't it?

I sometimes think we get more

out of our precious
times together

than people who do not
have our difficulties.

But oh, how I miss you.

You are the most rare,
miraculous creature."

Oh, Rachel, darling, I
just had a sudden thought.

[Rachel] What's that, Mummy?

[Kitty] Well, I always
remove poor Isobel

when Zoe is coming down.

Oh.

Yes, I suppose it's best.

Oh, yes.

I'm very fond of Zoe.

So am I.

-[banging]
-[Zoe sighs]

Neville, don't kick
my back, please.

Nev, don't kick Zoe's back.

I wasn't kicking,
I was peddling.

I know it's not much of a car,

but it doesn't need peddling.

You all right, Clary?

I want to sit in the front, Dad.

Darling, you can't.

There wouldn't be room
for Zoe in the back.

But I get sick in the back.

I'm sure you won't, Clary.

Try and think of something else.

[Neville] I wanted to
play with my snake.

Ellen wouldn't let me bring him.

[Ellen] Of course I
wouldn't let you bring him.

[Clary retches]

It's nearly done, sir,
leave it to me.

[Rupert] Thank you, Ellen.

But I'll be sick now
with that smell.

No, you won't, Nev.

You all right now?

Yes, thanks, Dad.

Sorry about that, darling.

Not your fault, Rup.

We'll soon be there.

Die, Zoe, die.

[dog barking]

[Rupert] Hello?

Oh, look who's here.

[indistinct chattering]

[uplifting music]

-Hello, Zoe.
-Hello, Villy.

How's my darling sister?

Hello.

Duchy, dear, how are you?

Where's Edward?

He's coming down later
on the train,

he had an important
business meeting, poor dear.

[woman moans]

[breathing heavily]

[woman moans]

All right?

[laughs] Marvellous.

[breathing heavily]

Do you know, I think you look

absolutely at your best naked.

Darling.

You sound like a tart.

Sorry, darling, meant
to be a compliment.

Oh, Lord, is that the time?

Eddie?

Yes, darling?

It isn't fair.

Isn't it?

Of course it's a thing, darling.

As well you know, you love
Rafe and he adores you,

and I love Villy, and we
wouldn't either of us hurt them.

[Louise] I do wish we had
this room to ourselves.

[Polly] We've got to
be nice to her, Lou.

[Louise] I know she's
had a difficult time.

[Polly] Bit more than that.

Her mummy is dead.

She's the same age as you, she
just seems so much younger.

Come in.

[Polly] Hello, Clary.

Do you mind the camp bed?

I'll have it, if you do.

No, I don't mind.

Let's go and ride Joey.

Do you want to come, Clary?

You know I don't like riding.

See you later.

[indistinct chatter]

It's not your driving.

It's your eyesight that's
the problem, my lamb.

I'm not quite yet
blind, you know.

No, of course not, dear.

But you're going to have to

start looking for
a new chauffeur,

if you don't allow Tonbridge
to do what you pay him to do.

I'm promising nothing.

I'll think about it.

[chuckles] Thank you, my dear.

Oh, Kitty, I put it to
Edward and Hugh this morning

about asking Rupert
to join the firm.

They agreed with me.

Oh, good.

It's a family firm.

Time he was part of it.

I shall tell Rupert
after dinner.

He'll be very excited, I'm sure.

Yes, I'm sure he will be.

So, I took some leave,

and ended up the
Irrawaddy as far as Katha.

In Katha, I met this
native guide.

Shaman, he was.

Knew that part of the jungle
like the back of his hand.

Knew where to find the best
pieces of tectona grandis.

In other words, teak.

That guide started my
love affair with timber.

Oh, the beauty of teak.

Darling, is Louise still
planning to be an actress?

Well, she says she is,
but she's only 14,

so there's plenty of
time to change her mind.

Anyway, how are you?

Are you still as busy as ever?

Oh, yes. [laughs]

I'm typing father's
book at the moment.

Only I'm terribly slow, so it
takes a great deal of time.

[laughing]

[Edward] More vegetables.

Brig, have another potato.

The garden is looking
wonderful, Duchy.

McAlpine and I are at
peace at the moment,

which is a quite unusual
state of affairs.

Yes, I'd love some.

Come on, Duchy, you know
he worships you.

He shells a good pea.

[indistinct chatter]

Go to the theatre much, Zoe?

I haven't been lately, have you?

We went to see "The
Apple Cart" last night.

Villy enjoyed it.

You didn't?

George Bernard Shaw,

Irish, vegetarian, teetotal
commie, not my idea of fun.

[girls laughing]

Shall I read to you in bed?

Oh, yes, please, Lou.

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

Imagine having a sixth that
lasts for four bottles.

Good?

Mm.

Yes, sir, very good.

How would you like
to join the firm?

[Rupert laughs]

Join the firm?

Your brothers and I
have discussed it.

We'd like you to join us.

We would.

Yes, we would.

[Rupert laughs]

What on earth use
would I be to you?

I know nothing about
the timber business.

I'm a painter, Father.

Hugh and Edward didn't
know anything about it

when they came out of the army.

They'd had a pretty tough war.

Hugh did.

Oh, come on, old
man, so did you.

Anyway, I think you'd enjoy it.

It's a family firm.

It's incomplete without you,
so we'd like you to join,

especially now when I want
to take more of a back seat.

Finish off my book on
woods of the world.

So, it'd be a damn good
thing to have you here.

Mean a great deal to all of us.

It would mean a great
deal to me.

At least I assume it
would, financially.

No doubt about that.

Well, want some time
to think about it?

-Let it sink in?
-No.

No, no, if I do that...

Look, it's a very
generous offer,

but if I were to accept,

I'd be giving up the
idea of being a painter.

That's all I've ever
wanted to be.

So, thank you.

I'm very grateful,

but I must say no.

I'm very sorry.

We all are.

Well, that offer's not
closed by that refusal.

Any time you want to
change your mind, just say.

Thank you.

And I would regard
it as a favour

if you didn't mention
any of this to Zoe.

-As you wish.
-Mm, mm.

Well, that was a bit
of a surprise.

Yes.

Still, you know old Rup.

Always likes to think of
himself as an independent...

Whatever it is.

Spirit.

Yes, he'll change his
mind eventually.

-You think so?
-Oh, yes.

The minute he married
Zoe, the die was cast.

No hausfrau for her.

She loves him very much.

I'm sure she does,

but a lovely girl like
that needs some luxuries.

I imagine even she's losing hope

that there's fame and
fortune in his paintbrush.

No wonder he didn't
want her told.

[upbeat piano music]

Head bad?

Didn't sleep too
well last night.

We went to a concert, and
I'd had a bit of a head,

and of course, it made it worse.

Well, why on earth didn't
you cancel, you silly old...

I couldn't disappoint Syb,
she was so keen to go.

Villy was saying the other day,

apparently there's some
new specialist.

-Seems he's-
-Ed.

I don't want any more quacks
picking about inside my head.

A bit of shrapnel is
better than half a brain.

Oh, absolutely, old
chap, sure you're right.

I'm sorry, no offence.

I'll be fine.

Good.

Do you remember when we
cycled down to London

to see the Proms, when we
used to live in Hertfordshire?

20 miles each way.

It was a good night.

Tchaikovsky.

Yes, I believe it was.

Well.

[upbeat piano music]

I'll just go and see if
the children are asleep.

Shall I come with you?

Oh, no, it's fine, thank you.

Thank you.

And so that her watch had
stopped at 20 minutes to nine.

And the clock in the room
had stopped at 20 minutes.

Now, come on, you two,
this light should be out.

I'm just finishing this
chapter, Auntie Rach.

-It's such a sad-
-Where's Clary?

Don't know.

She never came to bed, we
thought she'd been moved.

Now, of course she
hasn't been moved,

her case is still here.

Now, where on earth is she?

[cheerful piano music]

Can you come?

I can't find Clary anywhere.

She seems to have disappeared.

She's what?

Rachel?

Rachel, what is it?

It's Clary.

I can't find her.

She doesn't seem to
be in the house.

-[mysterious music]
-Clary.

-Clary.
-Clary.

-Clary?
-Clary!

-Clary!
-Clary!

Clary!

[door thuds]

She's not in here.

What the hell is she playing at?

Well, we'd better start
looking further afield.

I'll just get a coat.

Come on, Rach.

Clary!

-It's not our fault.
-Yes, it is.

-Clary!
-Blast.

[Rupert] Clary!

Clary!

Now, listen, you two.

Have you been ganging
up on Clary?

No, we honestly haven't.

We promise won't do it anymore.

[Clary] Dear Aunt Rach, I'd
rather sleep in your room.

I hope you don't mind.

I only didn't undress
because of getting cold.

Love, Clary.

I honestly think
that if only Zoe

made the slightest attempt

to pull her weight
as a stepmother,

poor little Clary would
be a much easier child.

I like Zoe.

Yes, I know you do.

Well, it's good that
someone does.

Apart from Rupert, that is.

I don't think he likes her.

He's mad about her, but that's
not the same thing at all.

Too subtle for me, I'm afraid.

Oh, darling, you know exactly
what I'm talking about.

She's full of SA.

Oh!

Sex appeal.

Ready?

Yeah.

Oh, darling, really,
I'm awfully tired.

Help you sleep.

I do try, darling, but she
simply doesn't like me.

I think she thinks that
you don't like her.

Anyway, it's Ellen's job
to know where she is.

Well, she's really
Neville's nurse.

She has plenty of time
to see to Clary as well.

All right.

I'll talk to Ellen tomorrow.

And Clary, of course.

[peaceful music]

Why don't I take you to bed?

Right, darling.

Edward was talking about skiing.

He said he and Villy go
just after Christmas.

Edward said I'd love it.

He even suggested
we went with them.

[laughing]

Well, they go to Saint Moritz.

It's very expensive.

[heavy breathing]

[Sybil] I know we want
this baby very much,

but aren't you sick of
seeing me like this?

[Hugh chuckles]

Oh, I marvel at it.

-There we are.
-Oh, thank you.

I do wish you weren't going
to the office on Monday.

Well, it is my turn to
keep an eye on things.

Mm.

But I can easily swap with
Edward if you want me to.

No, no, I don't.

No, I want you to be able
to take time off later.

"You are the most rare,
miraculous creature.

Sometimes, I dream of us both

being free to be
with each other.

You're all I want in the world.

'Til Monday, my darling.

And perhaps we can find a way

of being alone together
for a little while.

All my love, my dear
heart, Sid."

[train whistles]

-[singing]
-[indistinct chatter]

[Edward] Hurry up.

Am I the only one who
wants to get to the beach?

[Villy] Here we are.

Ah!

At last.

[Villy] Patience, darling.

The others setting off?

Louise, Polly in here.

I heard the ice cream
man is gonna be there.

[Edward] Come on, let's get
in the sea before Christmas.

[Villy] Come in this one, Clary.

No, Clary, come with us.

Let her come with us.

Oh, yes, do come with us.

Come on, Clary, please.

We can all sit together
in the back.

-Come on.
-Come on, girls, in you get.

[Edward] Come on, chop-chop.

Teddy.

Come on, get in.

Lydia.

[upbeat music]

[singing]

[Sybil yells]

Duchy.

Sybil.

What's happened?

I'm so sorry to trouble you.

Oh, my dear girl, you're not.

I've twisted my ankle
rather stupidly

when I was getting
out of the bath.

-I can't believe I did that.
-Oh, no, it's so painful.

Just sit down there.

Thank you.

We'll get some witch hazel.

Edie!

It's only a sprain, but
that's painful enough.

Best keep the foot up.

Rachel, you've got
a train to meet.

Not 'til 11:46.

I shall bicycle in.

Oh, no, no, take the car.

And bring Sid back for lunch.

But we can eat at
the White Hart.

But it's such a terrible
waste of your money.

And you know I always
enjoy seeing Sid.

Yes.

[train humming]

[upbeat music]

Board ho.

[Sid laughs]

-Oh, Sid!
-Oh!

Let me take this.

-No, you won't.
-Yes, I will.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, no!

Oh!

[Sybil yells]

[bell rings]

[Sybil screams]

I am sorry about the White Hart,

but we'll have a lovely
walk after lunch,

and take our tea with us

so we won't have to
come back for it.

That sounds a splendid idea.

Every silver line has a cloud.

[laughing]

Miss Rachel!

Miss Rachel.

Madam says would you go to
Mrs. Hugh's room at once.

-The baby's started.
-Oh!

Hello, Duchy.

Sid, darling.

Yes, I am so worried.

Well, I feel I ought
to let Hugh know.

Well, of course you must.

But Sybil doesn't want him
to know 'til it's all over.

I don't think that's the point.

I think he would mind very
much if he hadn't been told.

Yes, Sensible Sid.

I'll go and do it now.

I thought you're not
back 'til nighttime.

[tense music]

Well, Mrs. Cazalet
started the baby,

and I've come back
to get his clothes.

Inge, open this door.

[knocking on door]

This is my bedroom,
open the door.

[crashing]

If you don't open the door,
I shall send for the police.

Get dressed in your own
clothes, pack and leave.

Be out of this house
in half an hour.

[yelling]

[laughing]

[yelling]

[laughing]

Whoa!

No, no, no, mercy, mercy!

No, no, Lou, I'm
too old for this.

Come on.

When you're really old,

I'll push you around
in a wheelchair,

toothless and dripping.

[laughing]

Can't wait.

Hey, Neville!

Neville!

Don't destroy my masterpiece.

[Neville laughs]

Defend!

Come on, Clary!

Defend!

-Come on, Clary.
-[Edward laughs]

Defend!

[laughing]

The pride of the artist
is at stake.

[laughs]

He'd never have been
happy in the firm.

[Edward] Villy.

Oh.

Sorry. [giggles]

Just slipped out.

[tense music]

The keys.

Get out.

Get out!

Oh!

Hello, Sid.

Sybil's having her baby.

Oh!

So, the Duchy thought
the children

should be kept out of the house.

Oh, Lord, yes, yes, right, yes.

Girls!

Girls, Lydia.

-Lydia.
-Don't go in the house.

Don't go in the house.

Here?

Not big enough.

It would be much better
if people just laid eggs.

People are too heavy
to sit on eggs,

there'd be scrambled
baby all over the place.

People should be like worms.

[Lydia] What do worms do?

[Neville] They get cut
in half, and there's two.

You go on cutting
a worm in a half,

and there's hundreds
and hundreds of babies.

Rupert?

Hm?

What did Villy mean
about you and the firm?

Did they ask you to join?

Yes.

Yes.

You didn't say.

No, well,

I was going to, of course,

but it didn't seem
important, because I said no.

I see.

[car engine humming]

Oh, darling!

A boy.

He's beautiful.

But boy or girl, I wouldn't
have cared,

as long as you're all right.

Oh, I'm fine.

Well, the midwife
was a bit late.

[Rachel laughs]

But Rachel was wonderful.

Oh, I didn't do much.

It was Sybil who was wonderful.

I'm sure you were.

Isn't he wonderful?

[bell rings]

[Kitty] How many for
dinner tonight?

[Phyllis] Nine, ma'am,
Mr. Hugh is here.

[Kitty] Mrs. Hugh's having
hers on a tray, Phyllis.

How's Mummy?

Mummy's fine, and so
is your new brother.

Have you decided on a name?

We're going to christen
him William.

Can we call him Wills?

Wills.

Yes, I like that.

Polly,

let's go for a little walk.

I want to talk to you.

And Pompey was just lying there?

On the bed.

He'd obviously just
quietly died in his sleep.

He wouldn't have felt
anything, Pol,

just gone to sleep
and not woken up.

Which is, of course,
worse for you than him.

Which is, of course,
the best way round.

Oh, how awful for you,

to go in and just find
him like that.

Want a hanky?

I brought him down here.

I thought you might
want to give him

a proper funeral tomorrow.

Yes, I might quite
want to do that.

Would you have liked children?

Oh, yes, I suppose.

Can't just have them, can you?

Not without love with a man,

and I can't help it, I
find that idea disgusting.

You can have love without a man.

We do, don't we?

No, we don't.

Sid,

I'd rather be with you than
anyone else in the world.

Go to sleep, my darling.

Night-night.

[sombre piano music]

[thunder crashes]

[upbeat jazz music]

Taxi, taxi.

Thank you.

-Blast.
-Sorry.

No, you were first.

-Where are you heading?
-Pimlico.

I'll drop you off.

All right.

[laughing]

Afraid Autumn's really here.

It certainly is.

I'm Edward Cazalet.

Diana Mackintosh.

Delighted to meet you.

-I'm at home.
-Wait, I've got another go!

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

You do seem to have been
giving them a lot of trouble.

That's not my fault,
I hate the place.

Hate it, hate it, hate it.

And they hate me.

Look, darling, Uncle Edward
has suggested in the past

that instead of school,

you might prefer to go
to his house every day

and be taught by Miss Millament,

Louise and Polly's governess.

Shall we give it a try?

Now, Clarissa.

We start each day by
reading Shakespeare aloud

for an hour and a half.

We take it in turns to choose
what play to read next.

At the moment, we're
reading "Othello",

which was Louise's choice.

Would you care to play
Iago, or Emilia perhaps?

Perhaps you'd prefer
just to listen.

I'll listen.

Then I will play
Iago and Emilia.

[laughs]

Right.

Act Five Scene Two.

Desdemona in her bed.

Enter Othello with the light.

[clears throat]

It is the cause, it is
the cause, my soul.

Let me not name it to you,
chaste stars, it is the cause.

Yet I'll not shed her blood,

nor scar that whiter
skin of hers than snow

and smooth as monumental
alabaster,

yet she must die,

else she'll betray more men.

So, she liked it?

Well, she liked it
more than school.

And we can afford it?

Darling, Edward's been
very generous.

I know we're not well off,
but things aren't that bad.

Aren't they?

Of course not.

In fact, I've been thinking,

if you still want to go,

we could even take
that skiing trip.

To Saint Moritz?

Yeah.

But what about that
studio you were hiring?

I can do that some other time.

[laughing]

Let's go to Saint Moritz.

Rupert, I do love you. [laughs]

Burmese teak, monsoon forests.

Superb.

They're still unloading it.

I must have a word
with Harry Paxton,

it appears to be stalled.

Did you know he'd bought it?

No.

Calls this taking a back seat.

It's far more than we need,

and it's tying up
all our capital.

What's he playing at?

I have no idea.

Unless he thinks there's
going to be a war.

Come on, Hugh.

Bosch won't fight us again.

He can't think that.

Why can't he?

That fellow Hitler
going on about

the might and power
of the Third Reich,

or the Jews leaving Germany.

Well, don't hold
that against him.

We could do with a few less
of them in our business.

Must rush, business lunch.

[scoffs]

[serene music]

Oh, dear.

Hm?

Won't be able to see you
'til after Christmas.

No chance?

Mm-mm.

The boys are coming back
from school tomorrow,

and Angus will be
home on Saturday.

When's the best bet?

Don't think I'll be
able to see you

'til you get back from skiing.

Hmm.

I could pack you up and
take you with me.

[laughing]

Your personal baggage.

[laughing]

[serene piano music]

[upbeat music]

[indistinct chatter]

Rupert, I'm so happy here.

Why?

-Because I'm with you!
-[Rupert laughs]

-And you?
-Oh, yes.

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

I love this hotel, I
love Saint Moritz!

I love it, love it, love it!

I love it, I love it, I love it.

And I love you!

-Oh!
-We love you too, Zoe!

Yes, of course we do!

Oh, I'm getting caught
in the middle!

[laughing]

So, who's for skiing tomorrow?

-I am.
-Me too.

I shall skate, I love skating.

Oh, well, in that case, I
shall skate with you, darling.

Oh, well, I shall ski
with you, then.

[laughing]

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

Goodnight, darling.

Goodnight.

See you in the morning.

Goodnight, Zoe.

Goodnight. [laughs]

Come on, darling.

[Zoe giggles]

[laughing]

Rupert, this is absolute heaven.

Aren't you glad I made you come?

[Rupert] Yes.

[Zoe laughs]

Edward suggested this morning

that we might all go to the
South of France next summer.

He and Villy went for their
honeymoon, and I've never been.

What do you think?

That'd be lovely.

You sound as if we shan't go.

Look,

I don't think we can
afford two holidays abroad.

You want to be a painter,

and I should have thought
the South of France

would be a wonderful
place for you to paint.

Well, if I went on
a painting holiday,

I'd want to paint all the time.

Oh, Rupert, trust you to
be so earnest about it.

That's exactly what I'm not.

See,

if I was earnest,
I'd do it anyway.

Wouldn't be deflected by anyone,

but it's all right,
I'm not earnest.

I'm hardly earnest at all.

Darling.

You sound so sad.

But I love you so very much.

I don't mind us being
poor, honestly.

I don't mind anything,
so long as I'm with you.

I could get a part-time job
if you like, if it would help.

And I think you're a
marvellous painter.

I do, really.

You do love me, don't you?

[serene piano music]

I worship you.

You won't worship me
when I'm old and fat.

Oh, Zoe.

Zoe.

I don't love you just
for your appearance.

Don't you?

My darling girl.

Of course not.

-Dad!
-Oh, Clary! [laughs]

Hello, Nev!

How are you getting on?

-Look, look, look.
-What?

I've caught a monster spider.

It doesn't like you, Neville.

It doesn't like you, it
likes me, because I own it.

Here's Zoe.

Hello, Zoe.

-Hello, Zoe.
-Hello.

Daddy, I've written a play.

Miss Millament's got it,

and when she's finished,
you must read it.

[Rupert] I will.

Hammersmith.

Yes, I liked your play.

It's very funny.

I think you have real
talent as a writer, Clary.

When you have a talent, you
have to persevere with it.

I will, Miss Millament.

Well done, Clary.

Well, of course, the
idea isn't original.

Children and grownups
changing places.

Happens in a play called
"Vice Versa", I've seen it.

But originality, Louise,
does not depend upon an idea,

so much as it depends
upon treatment.

Clary's treatment
was very original.

Daddy is taking me to
see "The Corn is Green"

for my birthday treat.

I'm told Emlyn Williams
is wonderful in it.

And then we're going to
the Cafe Royal for dinner.

Have you been to the
Cafe Royal, Clary?

I don't care for restaurants.

Oh, don't you?

Daddy and I adore
the Cafe Royal.

[gentle serene music]

[indistinct chattering]

[laughing]

Thank you.

Here's to my very beautiful
daughter.

Happy birthday, love.

Mm.

Very fine claret.

It's lovely.

You think so?

I'll have some more.

Mm, yes, it is.

[laughing]

[laughing]

Oh, thank you, Daddy, I
had such a lovely time.

Good, my pleasure, darling.

You are so lovely.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, too.

Oh.

You're really growing
up there, aren't you?

No, I'm not.

Careful, darling.

[sombre music]

[door slams]

And the play was good?

Yes.

Elbows, Louise.

And I suppose you loved
the Cafe Royal.

Yes.

I must be off.

Bye, Lou.

Bye, Lydia.

-Goodbye, Daddy.
-Bye-bye, darling.

-Bye, darling.
-Have a good day.

What on earth is the
matter with you, Louise?

Nothing.

[Villy] Well, if you're
going to be so ungrateful

and sulky after a treat,

people will not want to
give you them anymore.

[gentle instrumental music]

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