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Cool.

You're tickets for tomorrow's earth.

Eight forty-five.

Thank you.

Of course.

That's the right time.

I don't go breathing all over it.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're stodders in the everywhere, if it may say so.

Hey.

I say you're just stodders in the everywhere for a cake.

Are you the Evie if he was as full of fruit as that cake?

He'd be gestured with, sir.

Thank you, Maryman.

Well, well, cool.

More misery.

Now, tell Mrs. Tottie all here, man.

Right, eh?

Face the American of bloke without Monica.

I'm just taking my name in vain.

Oh, look, Mum.

Dad, here we are, then.

You've tarted yourself up a bit, then.

Happy birthday, Dad.

Thanks, dear.

Who's this in?

Surprise.

No, it's not, is it?

It is.

No, he can't be.

No, Arthur.

Oh, well, it's my dear.

Go, go on, Ireland.

It's just what I said.

Just what I said.

What did I say?

You ain't off.

I'm a dog.

Wait for no man.

Well, give us a kiss, girl.

Come here.

Good.

Come on.

Oh, sweaty kisses.

Yeah, this is not the old time.

Yeah, come on through the morning.

Then you need the way, Dad.

Cool, strength.

What's the price, though?

Oh, full surprise.

Let's go.

Yeah, Maryman, we're going to go to the next place, if you please.

Very good work.

So when did you arrive, then?

Oh, talk two days ago.

And straight out, a mama did.

Like the good boy all around.

Well, I've faced a prize, but he old man.

No one told me.

That's a prize, Louisa.

Oh, you went off, filled out Louisa.

You were quite a woman.

Well, well, there you.

You was a skinny little thing when you went off.

Blooming, eh?

Like a peachy rose.

Or is it all out of a box?

No, it's all your own, I know.

She's on me own.

Well, I'm a figure, too.

Well, I'll do.

I think you're making a blush.

Oh, good.

What do you think, then, Dad?

For me.

Here, of course, is for you.

Well, you made it.

I made it.

Especially for me.

What's your birthday, any?

Oh, I've never had a cake for my birthday before.

Oh, that's a chime.

I'll see you.

Make yourself comfy.

Oh, I hope you don't mind just bringing Arthur, Louisa.

We'll not have been pretty angry with you, Addens.

Oh, it's coming out with straight away.

As soon as they tell me where you were.

I said, no, I said, don't have Russian over there.

I said, let's all go together.

I said, she's invited for her own birthday.

I said, let's all go then.

Make it a double celebration.

Well, let's get on with it, now, shall we?

Why, I'm helping the rum, Russian, look.

Oh, yeah, you do that, too.

Oh, yeah, you do that, too.

Oh, yeah, that is.

You needn't have gone through all this trouble.

There's no trouble on George making it,

or she'll enjoy seeing you eat it, and there you are.

Now, how about sandwich for starters?

Tardy.

Yeah.

Yeah, Mum.

Oh, isn't that lovely?

Yeah.

Oh, thank you, Maryam.

Something fishy, is it?

Salmon.

Yeah, that's Dad's favorite.

Well, I thought we'd seen the last of you.

A bad penny girl.

Well, you could have not made it.

Well, you could have not made it down with a feather.

There we were, sitting by the fire,

earned snoring, me listening to him.

My goal was to every evening,

and all of a sudden there was this knock on the back door.

And then the kitchen door opens and he pokes his head round.

Oh, give a scream.

I don't mind telling you.

And then he winks at me and he says,

no need to kill the fanny car, but no, I say I stare and he'll do me fine.

Oh, well, I laugh, and I scream,

and then I wake up and he just sat there,

a call saying he can't be, can't be open over.

And in Arthur fills himself a glass of urns beer

and says, he's muddin' your eye.

Oh, was it, Joe? Just like him.

Laughing since the day he was born.

Takes after me, of course.

Don't think I've heard a joke pass your father's lips in all our married life.

Elle Moon.

Date.

And a bad penny.

Oh, kill, true to me.

She's done very well, ain't she, Art?

Well, I don't know, yet, do I?

How many old looks all right?

Oh, she's moved up in the world.

I mean, his majesty had his way.

They'll do, Mum, when he was principal.

Mum, she's talking through it.

I'm not.

So what brought you home again, Ed?

You heard him for the old faces, as you might say.

No, they pulled after a while, don't they?

Foreign parts, they pulled.

They're all very good, Elle Date.

Oh, um, yeah, well, it hasn't been too good lately.

Oh, stop it, only wear me out.

He's getting on that, so all he thinks he can stay young forever.

When do we cut the cake?

When Date's ready.

I never had an OK for me, Bert.

Thank you, Art.

He's also 60, was he?

60's a big step in life.

Have another same mistake.

All right, then.

He's been complaining for weeks.

Aics and pains everywhere.

What's the matter?

Making the most of his age, I reckon.

Don't you, Will?

Oh, it's, er, just old bones, you know.

Feeling tired all the time?

I hadn't looked at a clock in weeks.

Well, you've got to write one to look at now, eh?

And you can eat it in all great big slices.

They'll put the lice back in you.

Yeah, you'll be chicken over nicely after they build it up there.

Oh, god.

That's not good.

That might be chow.

Yeah, then, Ted.

You come and cut the cake, innit?

Oh, well.

On your feet, mate.

Not the first clock you take on a piece of soldier.

Yeah.

Shame to spoil it.

No.

I'm not a man.

Oh, go on after, shall we, now?

Give the bride a helping hand, eh?

Hey, you know, in count now, this is a lady's parlour.

Oh, no, very nice.

You want two?

In you go, soldier, eleven o'clock.

Yeah!

Give me that knife!

What?

Yeah.

Oh, excuse me.

No, hang on, I'm home.

Look, we're going to get this cake all night.

Oh, no.

You can't have it.

Evan, the curtains, now for room eight.

Now, would you like me to start marking up the new pillowcases?

Oh, do you rather I concentrate it on the island?

Oh, smelly, Mrs. Davis, the third department.

It's afternoon off, madam.

Oh, well, to the island, then.

But you think that's a good idea?

I mean, we'll need the pillowcases tomorrow, and we'll start changing the bench for room ten.

We'll do the plowing pillowcases, usually.

I'll fuck old psych.

Well, I wouldn't want to do the wrong thing, madam.

Oh, I know Lord Monkford's waiting for his bags to be brought down,

and no one can fetch them except me, and I can't be expected to carry.

Look at the car, really, star.

Go in a cup for me, he's brought number ten.

Then ask, madam.

Oh, I don't think Mr. Merriman's fit to go lump in luggage down all those stairs, madam.

Mrs. Davis, it is not your place to say who is fit and who is not fit.

You tell merriman, and then you get back to your pillowcases.

Well, just trying to be helpful, Mrs. Trotter.

I'm fit, Mrs. Trotter.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You show me the suitcase's lady off, then, she'll be...

Not just a minute.

That's the boy out, Blue Easer.

Oh, why?

Is he trying to be useful?

Yeah, look at that. Desperate for exercise, look at that.

Oh, yes, very nice, I'm sure, yes.

I remember my cousin Rachel.

She must have liked that.

Oh, dear me, Miss.

But do you care who Mr. Lighten the way, Mrs. Davis?

Yes, madam, Mrs. Wizard.

Oh, God, a car, lady.

Well, this gentleman will seek you a bag, so...

Splendid.

...I'll take you up to the room, Mr. Layton.

Yep.

Relative, Mr. Layton.

Hey, brother.

Oh!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's this, then?

An assignation.

I'm just taking this delete, now, please, no chips bags.

Mr. Layton, Mr. Star is busy, and you can't be everywhere.

Besides, those bags are too much for you on your own.

Well...

Hey, won't be long, sir. I saw you've had to wait.

Yes.

Captain, madam, you're in plenty of times.

I'm in there.

There's not a word to me, of course, not a word.

Women should be kept below stairs.

Look at the state of this place.

Mrs. Davis seems to think it's her object of privilege in life

to fill my dispense with our sorry and highly.

She should be in the way, it's of small room.

What may I ask you to gear up to my girl?

Number A, forth, and a drop of brandy to their tea.

Her barbarian's jumped up in class.

Here, give me that girl, this is my job.

I can measure a few glasses to the bottom of the bread if I can't manage the suitcase.

Not that I want to marry a suitcase, that is definitely not my job.

I don't care to be told by some fool of a woman that I've seen, I...

I'll stop morning, Mr. Maryman.

I'd be glad for someone to do my work.

And run off me feedboard with Mary's day off in Mrs. Trotter's second, that new girl.

And as terrible in the kitchen, Mrs. Cochran's getting worse than you for grumbling.

Hey!

I think we got a new porter.

You're an awesome little creature.

Is he?

Oh, Mrs. Davis.

Oh, no, he runs her a close second, greedy like a nape and a peat with faces.

But Mrs. Davis should be put down.

Boston people are brooding.

Is any try to help?

I'd rather like him, myself.

We all got a kind word for free.

What other help did he send?

All right, all right, all right.

I'm not careful.

I can hear a bit, I hope.

Oh, my girl, but you did not know my penis.

Oh, my girl, but you did not know my penis.

Mr. Stylogman fitted like a cab calling, or there's my lovely boy then.

Oh, a bit of chocolate or bessie, boy, carry out the...

All right.

Careful, eh?

It's all been deeply my load.

Thank you.

All right.

Captain, all right.

This being attended to, thank you.

The cattle wait's my load.

A very lucky captain, as you might say.

Thank you.

Oh, I'll see you then, mate.

Yep.

Yeah.

It's almost there, right?

I'm on here for the date.

Oh.

Fox cheer, eh?

Yeah.

Snap it, little things, and I...

I prefer a pig dog myself.

Right, where's my cake?

Right, the way of a day's work, running your hotel for your audience, ever piece of cake.

It's on your plates!

You've got some terrible old crocs working for you, little is it?

That old bloke looks a bit fall apart if you've breathed on him.

Oh, he's all right, so is all.

Bag of bleeding bone.

Arthur, lady's present.

Mind you, doesn't exactly fill me with confidence.

I wouldn't trust him enough in command.

Well, you don't like the trip to Iamump.

Oh, no, it's not me.

I'd offer you, sir.

Anyhow, you could do with a man like Arthur around the place.

Could I?

You keep things moving for you.

Well, I'm not exactly staining still.

Arthur's looking for a job.

Mom, I'll make my own arrangements.

I don't need nobody to find a job for me.

Oh, it's only trouble.

Try it, O.L.

Oh, no.

I'll just keep your nose out of my face, all right?

You've changed.

Of course I've changed.

Ten years, not to be sneezed at.

Of course I've changed.

No, have you?

I mean, butter wouldn't melt in your mouth as I remember.

Kate does, though.

Mum's little darling, you know.

Oh, it was.

It was a lovely baby.

A little fat-beat ring.

Let's remember her.

Like a little angel, he was.

Oh, come on, Mum.

Oh, you was.

Wasn't there a little dimple down?

So, what is the same?

Should have been a girl.

Right.

Well, it was only saying how lovely it was.

I mean, Louisa couldn't have been less like a girl.

You're getting in deep water, Mum.

It's true.

You was always tearing your skull.

Shout out, Mum.

Yeah, drink up, Mum.

Give your shop a treat.

Oh, I'm blowing up colders now.

They thought it might.

I brought my big coat in case.

Oh, finished the pillowcases.

Oh, yeah.

I'm going to get a little bit of a drink.

I'll get a little bit of a drink.

Oh, no.

I'm going to get a little bit of a drink.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, finished the pillowcases?

Oh, yes, Sunday iron.

Oh, you're done.

You're done.

You're done well.

This shows me like a man else today.

So, you know, I think she should be the laundry room out of sight.

The laundry room?

With my bad chest and all that stuff.

Besides, Mrs. Chocher said to you at a dispenser.

Hey.

Oh, she had her family here today, Mary.

Oh, yes.

Her father's birthday was nice.

Yeah, lovely cake she made.

Oh, I had the preferred sponge.

Her cake is a bit heavy for birthdays, I always think.

Oh, my goodness.

Three bottles of champagne.

Mind you, my new brother was here and he's a big man.

Oh, I did not share the brother.

She has her brother all right.

Do you think I ought to make a part for Mrs. Trotter?

Yes.

Right.

Have you met her mother?

Yes?

Like a serpent, don't you think?

One tea.

Oh, no.

I'm not being nasty.

No, no.

I'm just getting carried away.

No, just some tea.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No, just some tea.

Oh, thank you, Mary.

You have a nice day, then?

Yes, I did some shopping.

What's the stuff for a new dress?

Auntie Gwynedd is going to make it.

Mary, what do you think of Maryman these days?

Oh, what do I always think?

Do you think he's past it?

Oh, no.

You go on forever.

He's one of those.

It's always tired, but never stops.

Strong old man, he is.

Like my granddad.

Oh, I'm not going to make a part for you.

Mary, what do you think of Maryman these days?

Oh, what do I always think?

Do you think he's past it?

Oh, no.

You go on forever.

He's one of those.

He's always tired, but never stops.

Strong old man, he is.

Like my granddad.

You're striving as pawnee to market.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, we're short-earned, aren't we?

Yes, well, uh...

We could do with somebody in the kitchen to help with the veg.

But most of all, we need a strong man about the place to help,

and let go and stuff.

I mean, I don't mind once in a while, but Violet can't manage at all.

I mean, we're getting a price, right?

Just look at that.

Don't do that.

Well, I was...

Yeah, yeah, all right, all right.

Mr. Starr won't soil his hands, you see him.

Got to be clean on the door, he says.

I'm quite right.

But we've got to be clean, too.

We're all right, Mary.

Paolo made it be a help, huh?

Thank you, Mary.

No.

No.

No, I'm just saying to you, you've got to try this.

No sense of humor.

That old bloke.

No sense of humor at all, let's see.

Here, let me help you with it.

Of course.

Mary, sir.

Mary!

Look, we're going out with this brand.

She's having a static server.

I mixed up with her button boots.

She got the wrong ones, back from cleaning.

Place the coal carefully.

I don't know if I asked before, you know.

I don't have your mind, dear.

You're all right, it gates you, yeah, am I?

No, you haven't.

That will do, Violet.

The fire's all right.

Yes, Mom.

Got your message?

Yeah, well, I'll be cranked with the author.

But don't like the idea of destroying family.

Employed?

Now, let's not beat about the bush.

That's what it would amount to.

Short ended, you say?

Very.

Plenty of people out of work.

Not the car I want.

You particular?

Of course.

This ain't just an hotel.

I hope.

He's not what you think.

I'll run this as home from home for my guests.

All right.

I'll run a business.

You want a job?

I could do with a strong man to it with carrying and so on.

One with a bit of intelligence and clean.

And you seem to feel the bill, so what about it?

Yeah.

Well.

And if you don't like the idea, you can say so and go.

Mom said you was a tough customer.

Oh, Anne.

Of course you sort of bill it.

For the right sort of mane.

And all fine, of course.

All found?

Only, er, not my usual sort of stamping ground, that's what I say.

You couldn't come here making yourself comfortable.

You'd have a job of work to do and I'd expect you to do it.

Oh, quite like a girl, spirit.

I'm not a girl.

I'm a woman.

Oh, there's an incorrect mom.

Oh, I'm not a girl.

I'm a woman.

Oh, there's an incorrect mom.

I'll do it.

For you, act the goodness of my heart.

I'll do it.

Thank you.

Here.

Who's doing her favor?

She art, mate.

Oh, I'm every bit of sharp as you.

There's nothing you can teach me.

Oh, I don't know.

I think there's quite a lot of things I could teach you, Louisa.

Quite a lot.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

But I doubt very much if I'll go.

Bit of a bleeding mystery, aren't you?

You're a nice sort of girl.

A woman?

Always like you.

Tough.

Tough.

But nice.

Yeah.

One thing, no.

It'll work for you, but I know what is bleeding skivvy, see?

We don't have no skivvy, is he?

Right.

We all do a job of work as well and as chiefly as we can.

I don't ask anyone to do anything I wouldn't do myself.

And the customer comes first, of course.

A call.

What are you hiding?

Nothing.

I got nothing to hide, dearie.

Send me self.

Oh, come off it.

I don't know, riddles.

Look, I've done nothing bad or wrong that might creep up on me

sudden like.

So put your little mind at rest.

What about me wages?

Fifteen bob a week.

And all fam?

Like I said.

When will I stop?

Tomorrow morning, six o'clock shelf and no preferential treatment.

What a sergeant mate, are you, mate?

When a cup of tea to clinch it?

Yeah, why not?

Here, do you remember when we was kids?

We stole mum's bottle of pork.

You went singing off Dennis to explain you was going to join opera.

Oh, an opera.

Hey, that was one of those, weren't I?

Yeah.

No, we had some fun, but there was blooming awful.

It wasn't bad.

Oh, you were all right.

Me?

Oh, you was a boy.

You could do things.

What things?

Well, anything you wanted.

Oh, be a watchman, aren't they?

Oh, better than me, skivvy no way in some bled and dolce kitchen.

Yeah, off a mo.

Well, you got away, didn't you, Johnny Army?

Well, I had to get away.

Well, I couldn't, could I?

You got away, dearie.

You got away further than me.

And yeah.

We'll have our pot of tea, no, remon.

And tell star I want him.

Yes, sir.

Look at that.

What's biting him?

It's a bit decrepit, eh?

Oh, he's all right.

He's a sort of goes on forever.

Oh, look out.

I run the business and I can't be missed about.

Well, don't you miss me about...

I'll play your fair and square, Louisa.

According to me, lice.

Best of what worries me.

I don't know what they are, do I?

No.

What you been doing since you left the army?

Oh, a bit of this, bit of that.

Cole leaving.

Cole mining.

Price fighting once.

See in the world, as you might say.

Oh, well, star, this is your first time.

I'm a little bit of a fool.

I'm a little bit of a fool.

I'm a little bit of a fool.

See in the world, as you might say.

Oh, well, star, this is Mr. Layton.

He's going to join us for a while.

That would carry on and so on.

He'll be starting tomorrow so you can show him

when he leaves now.

You know, it would call him far as an in-changing at-reporting.

And the boots?

Boots?

If you remember, we have no boot boy at the moment.

Will Mr. Layton be cleaning the boots?

Oh, yeah, Arthur, you'll be doing the boots.

Mr. Layton's duty is willing to clue, boy.

Thank you, star. That'll be all.

I'll send Mr. Layton out shortly.

Old leg.

Oh, I've sold you any.

Yeah, yeah.

Got him on my law.

How long was you in the army?

Long enough.

You never wrote?

No, nothing to write about.

Oh, thank you, Mary-Man.

I'll see you like that.

That's it.

Michael.

Listen, this is the last time I entertain you in my parlour.

Listen, I call in my private capacity.

And you don't do that while you're working here as dog's body.

Yeah, suppose I rise to be matriotic.

Don't tell us something.

There's no such thing here.

Can you cook?

Make a drop of tea over a campfire in an hour in prison.

Uncle Plumbie.

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.

Please take any one.

He starts tomorrow.

Who?

That brother.

What? That lovely strong mom.

Do you like him?

Oh, I don't know.

Fred don't like him.

Don't like him at all.

In all the time Fred's lived with me,

I've never known him.

Takes such an instant dislike when he man an old beast.

Never.

And Fred's never wrong.

Hey, you look all creepy.

He's the creepy one.

He's Mrs. Trotter's brother.

You shouldn't talk like that about him.

Well, she shouldn't take him on here.

You mount my words, Mary.

He'll be treading all over us in no time at all.

I've met his sword in the army.

Sargent before you can say Jack Robinson will speak as part of the officers

and bloody elter the other portbuckers.

Mr. Starr.

How big a poem?

Fred got carried away.

You don't like him, Mary.

You don't like him at all.

All right, nothing boy.

Where's little Starr?

I am talking to you laughing boy, you, Dave.

I heard you addressed so, man.

My name happens to be Mr. Very good.

Oh, well, very sorry.

Hey, where you been, my lord?

Part of the number 10 on a cab called a scent word with violet.

I'm about to call the cab.

We've got a bit slow up there, Mark, ain't ya?

There's no way to do your job in England and serve and so.

There's a cab just coming, sir.

Oh, single.

All right, I know.

I trust you enjoyed your stay, Mrs. Brown.

I always enjoy my stay here.

You found everything you're saying to his section, Mr. Brown?

Apart from Mrs. Brown's missing boots.

They were returned this morning in Puffy, daughter.

And shining beautifully.

This my new man.

Oh.

Your caps are?

Madam.

Excellent, man.

Most efficient.

And a biggie.

Put it on by my mom.

Hey, shape it up, will I?

My new man.

Look at that big dirty, Mark, isn't it?

She's watching.

You're okay, Mrs. Davis?

Oh, the day has got very quick, please, trouble.

I'm in a kitchen, Mary.

Got a dinner to do tonight for all post and all this special.

Oh, yes, sir.

Mum, Mrs. Cockley said that the fish was terrible.

It's a good day.

It's all good.

I'm in a kitchen, Mary.

You're going to have to be a good person.

You're going to have to be a good person.

I'm going to have to be a good person.

You're going to have to be a good person.

I'm in a kitchen, Mary.

You're going to have to be a good person.

Mrs. Cockley said that the fish was terrible.

It's a good day.

I'll dial it up to a chick again.

You know, better at your age.

No, he's alright with that.

I never, I never had tried to trade all my years as a service.

I'd be up and down these stairs.

I was tired, never.

It was that dog barking suddenly.

Hey, I see you.

No, you may not.

You won't clear up this mess.

Mary, may you get a drink?

You're a good person.

Give me a couple of minutes.

Please, no, it's good.

Number nine.

I want to be a good person.

I'm going to have a good day.

You're probably staying.

Oh, lovely days.

You do.

You do?

I'm with her this little accident.

Excuse me.

I'm just trying to feed her right from the bits.

I'm a good friend.

Thank you.

You're almost going to be lovely in the park.

Yes.

Come on.

I need your brawlers today.

No.

You should teach that girl, man, is Mr. Starr barking like that,

upsetting that poor old man.

You've made him barked and slayed him.

Me?

You trot on his paw.

Oh, well, he got under my feet, didn't he?

I've got sharp eyes, Mr. Late Night's sword.

I'm quite clear that I saw Fred only barked under provocation.

Now, come on, Mr. Late and you take that to the bins.

Starr, you tell Violet to come and mock up.

Oh, Strictly.

Right here.

Bit of a risk loop.

Old culture like that happened down the stairs with lonely trays.

He's never been no trouble before.

Yeah, he's getting older every day, don't he?

I can do his job.

Well, you certainly also.

Yeah, why not?

You ain't got no finish.

I could learn.

I don't know.

I'll get all the dirty work.

Why can't that Mr. Late and do it?

He's supposed to do our jobs around here, isn't he?

He makes more work than he does.

I've watched him.

Extraordinary, extraordinary.

Sure footage is about to go.

It's never chipped on a stare in my life.

He's never had Mr. Late and you're life before, ever.

It was that doggy who was barking sudden like...

What are you making, bark?

I'm making bark.

I made him bark.

Lucks on him.

Oh, you what?

Oh, accidents will happen, Mr. Star.

That was no accident.

Oh, I can't be here.

Here, I know where you've been.

No, you mentioned it, there is something about his eyes.

Who has thought it, Auntie?

It's all trained, Mr. Letterman.

Mrs. Tortless is...

Don't do that again.

What?

What?

She can't have her guest upset like that, she said.

Now, personally, I thought it was just one of nature's little accidents

that happened when our faculties get a bit under the weather.

I mean, of course I told Mrs. Tortless I said, well, Mr. Maryman's not as young as he used to be.

Oh, yeah.

You what?

He told me to just trotter one.

Very cheeky, but then easier.

Oh, he's out here.

I can't really.

He's so light, can't he?

He can do it in lights and can tread on dogs and can not come back around.

No, no, no, no, no.

Yes, we must not say anything we might be soluble, mind you.

I definitely have a feeling all is not right to her, Mr. Leitner.

It's all a trembling, my nurse.

It's so little bit chippin' over there.

It's my job.

Now, just too quiet for a minute, Dr. Eucharist.

Sit and have a nice cup of tea.

It's the end of the world.

Women take it over.

They hate and starve the world.

You're not...

You won't see a doctor?

Yeah, but I don't.

I've asked him once, I've asked him a thousand times to let Dr. Best after duck at him.

But I don't need no doctor messing about me.

You ain't told me what's wrong.

Oh, nothing's wrong.

Oh, something's wrong. You've lost interest in things.

All I need is a bit of peace and quiet.

To do what?

To do nothing.

There you are, you see. No interest.

I mean, it's never been a man of great energy.

But at least he's mended a clock from time to time.

I tell you, Aunt Lord's grandfather's been standing against our kitchen walls for past month,

and all he wants is his charms put him right.

And with no luck at him, he says he can't do anything with him.

No, can't.

You haven't even looked at him.

I've been up here, who can't?

No, properly, that's what's wrong with him.

Yeah, well, that's what I mean.

Hey, I see I can't do anything with him.

Well, so what I thought was a little oddity.

Oh, that's a good oddity.

Yes, a little oddity had changed.

Put him nicely on his feet.

Dritin, sir, think.

Well, I have considered them, and then I thought no.

No.

No.

I mean, he likes his own comfort, sit and like, shaving in strange places, you know, and all that.

So, when Arthur said that you was in your slack time, I thought...

Arthur, see...

Yes, he said you...

Slack time?

Yes, he said you had a nice little suite of rooms at the back that had suit us very well.

Well, the merry Elisid to do with Arthur.

Well, he's our son, he wants the best for us. He's always been very thought.

Well, you can't come here.

Oh, well, if we're not good enough...

No, it's not that long.

I'm fond of your father.

You always make such a fuss of him.

Still, you've moved up in the world.

I'll pay for you.

Have a nice little holiday by the sea, someone with bognar, if you like.

Oh, no, we're not gentry.

But we did give you a good start in the world.

I made my own start.

It is.

Around you by all this wealth.

Wealth, holding out cups of tea to your poor parents.

Now, don't come that way, mate.

Lady bountiful.

Giving your brother menial tasks, I must say, though, this is a surprise.

What do you mean by that?

I never thought to see the day when you'd be ashamed of us.

Oh, what do you say, Dad?

Hey, what do you want to come here for a week's holiday?

All right, one is a bit of peace and quiet.

All right, then, you can come.

Oh, isn't that nice, Erm?

But no messing me about. I'm not a charity.

Oh, well, if you put it like that.

Yeah, don't put it like that.

You can come on Friday for a week.

A week, see?

Be me guests for a week.

More tea?

Our kind.

Good morning, Lady Tobbers!

I'm afraid his lordship has been delayed in Cali, but he has telegraphed to say she'd be here this evening.

There's some poached for you.

Thank you.

Before and for as usual, Star.

Have a nice day, girls.

This work, lady?

Thank you.

I'm afraid his lordship has been delayed in Cali, but he has telegraphed to say she'd be here this evening.

Hey, girls.

This work, lady?

Yeah.

Mr. Leighton?

Oh, my God.

I want to work with you.

Certainly.

Mum.

There's not your job.

Can anyone's job this morning?

Mum?

Cut it out, Art.

What?

This mum business?

I thought it was what you wanted.

Yeah, but not your look that goes with it.

Oh, sorry.

Mum, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Mum?

Cut it out.

Why are you doing measurements, job?

Oh, Mr. Meli, what is in bed?

Bed?

Summer trouble, I understand.

Summer trouble?

Yeah, I've been indulged in the servants' old preps.

Didn't even know he had a stomach.

Oh, very troublesome one this morning, Mum.

A joke's a joke, and that one he's dead as mutton.

Oh, beg your pardon, Mum, but I was too respect.

See, if I don't suit, I can always move on.

Where's Mary?

See, on the fire, I understand, or putting the finishing touches to number four before

sir to order a high.

Good, ain't I?

I'll do it very well, don't I?

Old Mary, my name's help, couldn't do better.

You'll have to put up with me, Louis.

Are you all very short-ending?

Who's this trade for?

Number 14, it's getting very impatient.

Lord Ted Belize always impatient, and I'll take it.

I don't see what?

The side of you, the first thing in the morning, might be too much for his life.

Yeah, well, wow.

Shirt sleeves.

They're clean.

Clean or dirty, you look like a Coleman.

Hey, you guys, sir.

Oh, sir, would you be so calm just to take our luggage to our rooms?

Room, sir.

Room 17.

You said a sweeter room.

You said a sweeter room.

You said a sweeter room's 17, sir.

No.

This way, sir?

Madons?

Come on, Mr. Merriman.

I know you're awake.

Come on now.

A little bit of arrowroot never hurt anyone, and it'll put a nice lining on your stomach.

Oh, dear.

Dear, you haven't eaten for two days, and you're so thin, you've nothing to fall back on.

Oh, he went without food once for two weeks, but then he was fat.

Very fat.

In fact, the doctor said he was a blessing in disguise, otherwise the fat would have killed

him in the end.

Look at you.

You haven't got an ounce of flesh to spare.

Now, come on, Bach, as I shall get very cross with you.

Oh, don't leave me alone, Mrs. Davis.

I'm an old man at the end of my useful life.

Let me die in peace.

You're not going to die in peace, sir, aren't it?

Oh, no.

Let her in.

Let me self-in your darth, Dave.

Now, what's this about you, not eating?

Can't seem to fancy anything.

I have nothing to live for.

I made him a bit of arrowroot to try and tempt it.

You give that to you.

You was a parlour-made once, wasn't you?

Indeed, yes, yes.

I'd been everything in my time.

Come up from the bottom.

I waited on table, and I was with Colonel A.

Can you carry a tray without dropping it?

I should hold.

Very so.

Right.

You get down in the kitchen, you sort out a clean penny, you wash your hands and face,

and you tell Mary you're open with trays and serve, then.

Oh, good call, yes, madam.

Well, you know, you know, he said you're the tea leaves last night, Dave.

Good to see you, Dave.

Well, I hope you can't mean that woman.

I do.

I do.

I do.

I do.

I do.

If you don't want to hold your job, you better get well quick.

I hope you can.

I hope you can.

I hope you can.

Here we are.

Oh, my God.

Why did you?

Here we are.

I have another one.

Good lad.

I'm glad.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

Ladies &Stop us to get these ears off me.

I've been so long doing little bits of sewing and such like ste edged in tiny dark rooms.

I began to feel like an older woman.

Who else?

Oh, number 17.

Oh, Mr. Bear has had it?

She's been drinking that Bell every five minutes.

She Kentree?

I suppose it's tea she wants.

She's like an elephant.

Oh, I'll go, shall I? No. No, no.

Lettering. I'm sick of her, Auntie, and so's the rest of us.

Put me slightly and mad at my kitchen, she is.

Wait, she tried to send me. You do such things.

Bring in her family. Here is not right. It's her hotel.

It's a place where a nice family?

Oh, ma'am. It's a place where she was to hear you.

I'll save them to a face, aren't they, for those two a year much longer?

Oh, my goodness.

Mr. Starr says he's given notice.

Never. Yes. Fred's so upset he won't even need to be a chocolate cake.

Lord.

Mum, 17's been ringing for the past 10 minutes. I thought she was old dead.

If we run every time Mrs. Leighton brings that barely be nothing else done yet.

What's this mutiny?

Maybe silly. They're not proper guests.

They're your employer's parents.

But take it, Auntie. Number four, Lady Talbot.

Yes.

Careful.

Mum, 17.

Yes, I heard.

I don't think you are.

Nothing.

How's Merriman?

Doctor says he's improving.

What a good job Arthur turned up when he did.

Yeah.

Nice to have the family round of working with you.

You know where you are with your own.

No dipping in the sugar when you're backsto.

No one dips in my sugar.

Oh, just a vigorous speech.

It had occurred to me, Louisa, that you might do well to make it a family affair.

What?

Well, the service you're getting near is very poor.

Since when?

When all this dilly dallying.

I mean, I've rang five times for breakfast.

And if Arthur hadn't been on the boots, we'd have been walking around the shops barefoot, wouldn't we earn?

Same at morning coffee. No one came at all.

Lunchtime we'd have starved if Arthur hadn't brought us a tray.

Seems to me is the only one on his toes.

Oh, there you are, Louisa. I thought we'd lost you.

I knew Arthur.

I was just saying to Louisa, why not make it a family affair?

Ernest could be on the door. I could superintend the meals and you could do the tray.

And me as dogs, body, I suppose.

Well, you said it, Louisa.

Why are you still carrying tracer in a place?

Well, that's not what you've got looking after you.

Well, raise your little finger to help, Mum, ask for this to you an hour ago.

Did you? Yes, I did.

I rang for my room. Six times I rang.

Then I come down here.

I spoke to that little man on the door, but his deficit was so bad.

And I spoke to that little man on the door, but his deficit was supposed.

So then I found Arthur and he sent us in here.

Oh, did he? Yes.

I don't think that cheers right there, Louisa.

You don't! No, I don't, do you, Ernest?

Well, I do.

Arthur, fetch another cup for Louisa.

No things have got me work to do.

Oh, not salmon again.

You're going quite partial to salmon.

Yeah, but not every day.

You'll have to speak to him in the kitchen, Arthur.

Yeah, I will.

Not do anything!

Oh, it's all right!

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right!

Now, the situation is getting out of hand.

It is.

Now, I may say it comes hard for me to talk to you like this, because I'm a loyal character

and I don't like to break my word, but it's such a thing of self-respect.

Oh, hi.

This broke comes pushing in here, no respect for nothing.

What happens?

The place is now only more, is it?

Well, I mean, is it?

No, it is.

I'm fond of Mrs. Trotter, but I come here on the pier, understand.

Dad, come on, loves me.

Well, what's passing you?

It's your family, madam.

Oh?

I'm forced to speak, frankly, madam.

We are no longer servants in our own home, as you might say.

The thing is, Mum, I don't want anything more to do with it.

That Arthur is never out of my kitchen.

He's forever getting snacks for himself and for those parents of his.

See, my parents, too.

Well, I'd look, that's all I can say.

Look, I'm fond of you, Mum, and I like my job.

But I'm being thrown all over the place by that Arthur.

I never know what I've got.

I've got to be sugar and half of its gun.

There's not enough for me current cake.

And yesterday, there wasn't a spatter salmon to be found.

And Lady Talbot wanted its special.

He's not right. I've got my job to do.

I can't have him round my feet, pinty my food and violet bum.

It's very upsetting.

Last night I burnt the fish sauce because of it.

Oh?

I'm sorry you find our misfortunes amusing, Mrs. Trotter.

We may be servants, but we have our right to dignity.

Oh, Cam, your eye all starves the sugar in the salmon.

We felt that you should know, madam, that unless steps are taken to deal with this unprecedented

situation, we should be forced to withdraw our labour.

One of our people has already confined to bed.

Yeah, see, well, it wasn't laughing to you. It was laughing to me, family.

The god knows enough and a laugh about more of a tragedy.

Still laughter through tears as they say.

Sorry about your salmon and violet bum.

Well, it is not the only.

If I may be a lender.

He's so coarse with it.

He's a malinger and a soft soper. I must speak plain.

Lady Talbot, I'll see you to it.

If you would be so kind as to carry on for the time being, I'll salt it out, I promise.

Yeah?

Rumor a small one.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come in, Dad.

Hey, I'll sit down. Make yourself come for you.

Sorry.

Oh!

Your mother's out doing the town with Arthur.

Still keeping good time?

Oh, yeah, perfect.

Yeah, it's, er, it's come a long way, that clock.

Yeah, it's come a long way since I first give it, yeah?

There was a nasty, sweaty, and present weird.

Yeah, all in the past, eh?

All in the past.

Sorry, Louise.

Hi.

Oh, you know, sorry.

You'd have to go, Dad.

Oh, yeah, I know.

Well, I'm not, I didn't want to come really, you know, not pushing in on you.

Do you feel better for the change?

Oh, it wasn't ill.

No.

She gets these bees in her bonnet.

Yeah.

All I want is a bit of bees and quiet.

All I ever want is... piece and quiet.

Watch time passing in my own way.

Oh, she gives me the pip.

And as I get older, it's...

Your resistance, weekends.

Oh, she is a tart, I don't know.

She works for me.

Oh, well, you're a different kettle of fish.

I'm like her, though.

I like my own way.

What a manish things.

Oh, yeah, I'm like her.

Oh, you don't do no moaning, no.

No, well, I've had some luck.

Took me chances, rough and smooth.

It was sheep.

It married me.

Yeah.

I don't want to hurt her.

I don't know if she likes it here, lording it about.

She'd run in place very nicely, but I can't ever under the same roof as me.

I'd like to help.

I'd like to help.

But you're the boss, and she'd always be your mother.

Yeah, that's it, in a nutshell, Ted.

Well, you've been here over a week now, and I did say just a week.

Oh, yeah, we'll go, Louisa.

And Arthur.

I'd have liked him here.

I'd have liked a man about the place.

I'd have liked a brother.

Oh, missing a bear, not like husband.

But he wants to be boss, too.

He runs in a family, hey?

Yeah.

Or looks at me, Lou.

All I want is...

He's a bit of peace and quiet.

Oh, wait a minute, Forrest.

Yeah, you could say that.

You know, Louisa, that chair is definitely in the wrong place.

You get the wrong view of the room from there.

Well, you wouldn't be looking at the view much longer, wouldn't you, Mum?

I said, Arthur, do you think you'd find us a drop of coffee and a sandwich?

But not salmon, eh?

Oh, no, not salmon.

I've been tasting it all day.

No, a little bit, I'm off the bone, or tongue, eh?

What was that you were saying to his own?

No.

No sandwiches.

You can have a cup of coffee if merely will be very kind to make it for you,

but you keep out the kitchen, Arthur.

What's it done?

Madam's ticking you off, Arthur.

This is Coughron.

Don't want you messing about in her kitchen.

I thought it was your kitchen.

It is, and she runs it for me in her way, which is mine,

when she don't want you messing her about.

You can make a cup of coffee for all of us.

We're going to need it.

You can tell Mary I said...

Yes, Mum.

Certainly, Mum. Right away.

Mum.

Now, look, Mum.

You've been here over a week now.

Yeah, very nice, too.

Set for the staff.

And the staff are threatening to leave.

Oh, that's for.

Let's save you sack you, Mum.

I don't want them to leave.

Oh?

We're going home, Vy.

Oh, I'm not ready to go home.

You're not fully recovered.

Dad is all right.

Oh, he's still very listless.

Listen, Mum.

You've had to wait tomorrow.

You're packin'! Go home!

Here!

I don't like your tone.

Oh, my God.

I do with my family.

The way I do with the rest of my life.

Mum, I can't live with you.

You have your ways.

I have mine.

This place is my livelihood.

I run it in my own way, and I tend to go on running it.

I'm telling you as nicely as I can.

You army, Mother.

What are I'm of we done?

Not asking much, little corner in your hotel.

So all you can spare a little corner in your big hotel.

I don't want to go anywhere else.

You want to go, but you're not staying here.

Mary's making coffee very kindly with a face like a sour lemon.

Here, what's all this?

She's puttin' that side.

I'm asking him to go on.

Oh.

And I'm sacking you.

No references.

I mean it, Art.

I don't think I want to go.

I mean, send your family home by all means, but I quite like this job's cushy with prospects.

Not for you.

You, she had no flu-easy you need, me.

I don't need no one.

Oh, yes you do.

You need looking after.

This servant trouble, for instance.

There won't no servant trouble till you've got your foot in here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, watch it, little little loser.

Oh, maybe, Art, will you go run acting Lord Mack?

Listen.

I can put this place straight for you.

I'd make those servants, hey, all still the lines.

They told my line very nicely and I liked them.

You want to open your eyes?

Mine, as I want, I don't look at you and I don't care for what I see.

Oh, no.

Listen.

This whole one's doing over.

I can make a world of difference here, Louisa.

No, no.

You say what you like, Louisa, I'm staying.

Oh, God, my rights.

You can't just turn me out home when you feel like it.

Use me to suit yourself.

I'll leave it up.

I put a bleeding bomb under the place before.

I made this place for the sweat of my brown, not having you walking rough shot over me in it.

Oh, Christ, what is it anyway?

A bleeding stamping ground for a few knobs with animals today.

Don't think you ought to say things like that.

Shut up, you old egg.

Don't keep your bleeding mouth shut.

Don't talk about that to mum.

Well, I don't like her.

I've never liked her.

Oh, sir.

You don't talk like that to mum in my place.

No way.

Is it all your fault?

If you hadn't asked to see it, this wouldn't have happened.

You're always upset in being vulnerable.

Oh, Christ, I'm all bloody friendly.

Oh, God.

And don't you try and stop me.

Don't let him go.

Stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

Oh, stop me.

What's wrong with this?

I'm downpauper about references, Gail.

Because I wouldn't want not from this I class all out.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

I'm all bloody friendly.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, you know.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

I'll never set foot in his place again.

You've spied it for me, and you've frightened

out through a way of driven in from me.

I'm going home, call a cabber, and I'm going back to night first.

You can send the rest of me things on the way.

I had a lovely night out.

And you've spied it.

Marlboro, L'Oreal.

He called me out.

I'll go back.

All up.

I'll call a cab.

This is late.

I'm going upstairs.

Oh, my what is it?

I'll put it right there, isn't it?

You give me a cabber, call a fuck.

Now give me a brand name.

I'll call a carber.

What is it?

I'll call a carber.

I'll call a carber.

I'll call a carber.

I'll call a carber.

I'll call a carber.

Now give me a brand name.

They're going.

They're going.

They're wonderful.

They're going and I'll talk to them.

Come on, come on.

Oh, Mom.

Oh, Milly.

Oh.