Original subtitles

There you are, kid.

The Lord has me.

Oh, didn't I tell you?

Our cricketing week, I've been Yorkshire.

It starts tomorrow.

Things like this always happen at bank holidays.

Tried right, though.

Couldn't let our allies down.

All little Belgium.

No, I've sped up.

Still, I'll speak, it was all civil war in Ireland.

There's Walga Germany.

Never liked the Germans.

Sneaky lot.

Very arrogant.

Yeah, well, we just got to knuckle to and make the most of it.

There's all there is to it.

Yeah, that's about it.

Said bloody cars, he's jealous of us.

Always has been.

Which I put strictly soup last time I cooked his dinner for him.

Stop.

Yes, my own.

Get the staff up, ain't ya?

Up here, man?

Up here in the hall.

Right, my own.

Oh, hey, no.

Start.

Look, yes.

Bring us an hammer and some nails.

Yes, ma'am.

You'll be too old to find a war, I suppose.

Oh, I don't know.

Probably find something for me to do.

For a few strings at the war house.

Old tag out.

Yeah, well, you can start by blarging me,

but I'll take my picture down off the wall, if you please.

Delighted.

Right.

Now, follow me.

Hey, name.

Whoa.

Oh, come on, then, you're on.

Follow me.

There you go.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Thank you, sir.

I'm sorry, madam.

I've somehow misled the hammer.

Oh, go on, Dommenna.

Give us a nail.

So, now.

All right.

Picture.

Come on.

I'll do that.

Yep.

All right.

What's the only throne you're going to get in this hotel?

Your imperial bloody majesty.

This hotel is at war with Germany and everyone in it.

Clear?

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

Back to work, then.

Yeah.

Sir, how?

Yes, ma'am.

He was an army man, was he?

Yes, ma'am.

He put up in the middle.

Don't madam.

You heard what I said.

Oh, run out of khaki wall all around here.

All right, you go as far as garnishes.

Yeah.

I'll have to teach you to knit.

Oh, I can knit all right.

And so, you had to be in the army my day.

What's sold on a man's finger?

French body was all frozen.

Oh, Mr. Mary, ma'am.

Hey.

No.

I think there's no full cheek or ordering this to start to wear his medals.

She's the general, or she thinks she is.

I mean, now a cloth or a concern but not medals.

I don't know why, just doesn't tell her the truth.

Oh, ma'am.

Oh, ma'am.

Oh, ma'am.

Oh, ma'am.

Oh, ma'am.

Bye.

You go.

You go.

You go.

I don't need my...

Well, make me a fool that dog is usual.

Smart?

Come on.

Good excitement this war, starting it, isn't it?

It's not jolly.

Jolly, is it?

What's your one-half in the human race trying to kill the other half, jolly?

You know what I mean, Mr. Mary-man?

He doesn't.

Oh, Major.

You look like a real Major, you do, really.

But I am a real Major.

Oh, yeah, I know, but seeing is believing if you're not a main.

Oh, Mary-man, first is a bottle of wine, would you?

Very good, well.

Come on, then.

Major.

So, are you back in all, Miss Haid?

Yes.

So, we've got something to celebrate.

Even if we are retreating.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Oh, yeah, we've got something to celebrate.

Even if we are retreating from Mons.

Oh, of course, no.

The war office is stiff with generals.

I remember as troop leaders, in my day.

They were all very friendly.

I offered me a drop straight away.

Oh, yeah, do more.

Oh, no, listen to that.

Sort of, uh, general dog's body.

Rather like I am here.

Actually, my first job is, uh, trying to find billets for those Belgian refugees, uh, they're pouring in.

I was wondering...

Yeah, well, you can stop wondering.

There's no town, not a refugee camp.

Plenty of lovely rich ladies in London with big empty houses, only two willing.

Ah, I'm patriotic, all right.

I'm not having no dirty refugees.

There's not my own kind of patriotism.

Well, I've foreign officers, any shaped size or creed, but I draw the line at refugees.

Free, yeses.

So, you know Russian with snow on his boat?

No.

Now, I've taken the kings, Shelley.

Oh, Shelley?

My, uh, chap you've joined up.

Do you know?

Yes.

I've just been to see the Lieutenant Colonel, the co-stream guards, and he's agreed to take me on.

You see, before you?

In sign.

Hazel, Mayor.

Well, almost.

Cold streams?

No, Louisa, it is not.

It is either co-stream guards, co-stream, or co-streamers, if you must, but not never co-streams.

Sorry.

Have I been to my tailor?

I ordered me uniform and my sword.

Well, then we have to drill in plain clothes.

Good enough, do you?

No, Major.

In the brigade of guards, we call them plain clothes.

Then, Musoula Rush.

Don't you understand, Louisa?

That's a quick, I shall miss this whole year.

Well, that's all right, Madam, and I'll do that.

Well, I'm going to the balloon.

That is bound to be over by Christmas.

No way you think, Madam, and?

Here's it.

Well, no, no, it isn't.

You're a big part of the Lord, but, uh, every war I can remember is meant to be over by Christmas,

for the never wars I'll take the crime here.

Oh, now, the co-streamer there.

Inclar with the 17th, the charge of the light brigade.

That's right, sir.

I was there myself that day, steadily in Lord Rangdon on the ice.

The 17th, the letters led the charge on the left.

700 men went in, 30 came out.

I shall never forget that day upon my word, I wrote.

Death or glory?

Uh, motto.

As is Nuly Secundus.

Second to none.

I've heard it translated second to the Grenadiers.

My Grenadiers, no doubt.

Now, gentlemen, remember, we're all on the same side.

To victory.

Oh.

Victory.

Victory.

Victory.

Sir, what's the real news from France?

The papers have been doctored.

Let's all be so ready.

I suppose on the face of it, it isn't too good.

The Germans do seem to have us rather on the run, and there's a nasty gap opened up between us

and the French.

North of Paris.

Sir.

Ricullet, uh, Mier said to hey, as the froggier say.

What the hell does that mean?

We're just retreating to let the Germans ever reach the front.

They'll be really hit them.

All right.

I must get back to my refugees.

Sir, why didn't you tell me he was rushing out to join up?

Well, I thought you of all people would approve.

Anyway, everyone who's worth anything's joining up or haven't seen the posters, read the papers?

Yeah, well, that's the young ones, isn't it?

Of course they've got to go.

They won't, they'd be made to go.

Conscriptive to back in France and Germany.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

It's New Mexico.

It's New York and Germany, the

States.

How arebert?

Yes, raised life.

Let's go.

Ready?

Yeah, that'd be me.

The Lower tube is there two.

There's someone getting caught on the mountain.

Oh yeah, we can all use them to marry those parties.

Are you not the same?

Huh?

arenken?

Let's go.

I'm not poor on Halloween.

Oh yeah.

Why don't you lie?

And I, I'm sorry was that.

You don't Stand!

Tell us what?

The bloody Show?

Louisa, look at me.

Have you or a man, would you be joining up or not?

Well, I would not know, not being a man.

When I haven't got all day to sit around, argue me you.

I'll push off for good sake.

No, shit, shit.

There you go.

Oh, no.

I'll take a time, man.

I'll take a time, man.

I'll do a little bit of work.

Yes, sir.

Yes.

Can you do a meringue then, things, meringue?

Oh, my medal's meringue from when I was showing you the crime.

Oh, I know that.

You look like the Swarmius Water Summit.

Take it off.

Hey.

I thought my bit of water was your wish to win.

I'd let you know with your soap and fish.

You're just a...

Please are one who needs his medals.

Where's your fire?

I'm only joking.

There is charcoal.

I know you should all be in the museum.

You take them off, you polish them up and you put them away.

I'll see you get put in your coffin and you're battening your cocktat.

Who are you?

Don't say you're not got any.

My medal's a delicate situation.

If you lost tomorrow to me, you can't get some more on our pay.

I want all these officers and ladies to be proud of this hotel.

Yes, ma'am.

Right.

I'm not enjoying this all.

Well, when the rifle brigade got back to Malta after the Battle of Andaman,

the star found his young wife was...

Oh, yeah.

I guess what she was.

Yes, well, another soldier caught them.

I've killed him.

Caught Marshall.

The son of a discharge.

You're a sound prison.

The medal's taken away.

Why haven't I had all this before?

Well, the star is very touchy about it, naturally.

And you're his father confessor, eh?

Well, the whole thing blew up actually several days ago when he was staying in France.

The woman came here.

Oh, full trouble.

Some man keeping her and wanted money.

But she was found dead in the Thames.

So it's not best to forget about the whole thing.

Water under the...

Eh, I'm not so sure about that, not at all.

I tell you, is I?

I do beg you. Please don't be hard on star.

The last thing I meant was to tell tales.

I was only trying to help.

I think you are and you can go on.

What?

Helping.

Nothing's starred as other than another medal for what he done.

Not called Marshall.

Well, you know the army, all rules and regulations.

Yeah.

Oh, they can be twisted a bit, can't they?

Well...

You know, interpreted.

Especially by some of your generals, it was your troop leaders.

Sitting on their gold braided arses back there at the war office.

I mean, you're a man of it experience now, mate.

You must be.

Dad, I don't quite see how...

Job it.

Food little, they'll fix it.

Oh, pull strings.

Well, I'll try.

But I make a bargain with you.

Well, give him a seat.

I get star back his medals.

You take on a refugee.

Oh, you're getting quite sharp in your old age, ain't you?

Right.

Dumb.

But medals first, refugee second.

They want some champagne in number six.

Yeah.

Feeling wild-rope burns.

What do you call that, did you, did you?

They call it a barra clava helmet.

Barra.

He would have things like that, barra clava, dress, slopby.

Oh, la me look like a lot of babies.

Who gracious me?

Hey.

Goodness.

I've got a letter from the army.

And the judge had the general's department.

Mike, come back for a seraphob,

I got a letter from the army.

General's department. My case has been reconsidered.

What case?

reinstated rank of full sergeant retired. All privileges of the rank.

Oh, Mr. Starr!

That's typical, isn't it? Takes a ward in an embaggy's meeting.

Oh, well, I've lost, Mr. Starr. It's one good thing this ward has done it. Nothing else. Congratulations.

Well, I've done my side of the plug, you know? I think it's only fine.

Hi, all right. I'll have you refugee for you. As long as he fits the bill.

I think I'll understand.

Well, he or she has got a fit in this place. I want that clear.

You want a nobleman or something?

No, I don't want a fancy foreigner sitting on his backside.

Oglelu service, drinking wine all day, and I don't want a dirty peasant now. They're smelling agarlic.

Going a bit difficult to please.

Oh, I always aim.

Well, why don't you come and choose for yourself? I've got the bus waiting outside.

It's not good, I mean, no. It's a jeez, you're probably not mine.

Hmm.

Why don't you keep them all hidden anyway?

Well, let's go and stay in.

Well, let's go and stay in.

Well, let's go. I like it.

Well, ideal place, big, empty. Oh, um...

Before I go, I've got something confidential to ask you.

Come on in.

Well, the Minister of War, Lord Kitchener.

Even I knew that.

Well, the MA to the COS approached me.

Hey.

Lord Kitchener wants to give a series of informal luncheons to very important people.

Where they can talk about the war without fear of...

Right, got it.

Not at his club, not in a restaurant, not at his office.

You tell me when and how many. He'll have the best food in London, and there'll be no talk.

Expended.

Well, Major, I hope you're better picking refugees than your back-in race horses.

I've got a marvellous eye for it. Everyone says so.

Your dinner all right, Mr. Merriman?

No, you're best to an average corker, but never did fancy shepherd's pie. Never trust mince.

You could trust Mrs. Cochran's mince?

Yeah, done up leftovers. Not my dear food, still.

I can't, but you can't make a silk bar.

It's not Mrs. Cochran's part, there's a war, huh?

After queuing for those potatoes, actually que.

People are hoarding, there's a surety jar.

You ought to be grateful to still have good nourishing food, doesn't I say?

With all of him rummapping flames.

And the soldiers and sailors must come first.

I done my big fight with this country. Got no thanks for it, neither.

Mrs. Trotter says I ought to be in a museum, laughs at me medals.

There's gratitude for you.

Go, patriotism.

These heavy men from south of this game, I know that.

You won't see many thin generals or starving animals, that I can tell you.

You heard the latest, I suppose. Mrs. Trotter came down here and told me we've got to do a lot of special lunches for long.

You're not supposed to say you were poor, Mrs. Trotter.

Oh, I know you were there for.

We all know there for.

How am I supposed to dish up a lot of special lunches?

And top of all the other cooking is only me and Ethel left to run the kitchen.

But what are we trying to run the auto, practically singlound it?

We're going to take out more stuff.

You can't get servants for lab normanies any longer.

Lots of old towels and restaurants have shut down.

I wish we could shut down.

I really do.

I'm so tired.

You're all tired, Ethel.

You expect the troops out in France are tired too.

I don't think we should be going on the same as what we're doing piece time anyway.

Oh, that's due.

No one.

I wish I was open as soldiers more, making guns or bullets or something.

Not feeding flat generals.

Ethel, don't ever let me hear you talking like that again.

Not in my kitchen.

Any guns you may get would blow up.

I could tell you that.

Well, at least we are the froggies now, Side.

Even if they can't fight, they can still make wine.

Mr. Mary, may I have nothing to say?

No.

I thought we were meant to be looking on the bridge.

I thought we were meant to be looking on the bridge, Side.

That's on Daisy's seat.

Your car is waiting, Ethel.

Ready?

Mr. Gaspar.

Mrs. Trotter.

My own.

Oh, well, he's not the only kiss in salt.

Back then for small nurses.

How'd you do, Mr. Gaspar?

I'm afraid he doesn't speak in English.

The woman down at Ethel's court, the interpreter woman, said he'd had a bit of experience in the interview.

I'd have a bit of experience.

It's kind of a bit of experience.

It's queer, you don't speak no English.

You usually pick up a word or two.

Oh, well, I'll just have to try my kitchen in French.

Mr. Gaspar.

Who's already experienced?

Staunson Hotel?

We met him.

He was a very positive employee of the city of the city.

He was a very good lover.

He was a very good lover.

He was a very good lover.

He was a very good lover.

Yeah.

Keil shows Vupouve fair.

You sure?

Me, ma'am?

Non-compry.

No, madame.

Vupouvee Brocelebot?

Annette Wielebot.

Yes.

We met in French at the time.

Now, we've experienced very grateful systematic things that we'd like you to discuss.

Yes.

Houston Acadiumtain.

AlFull Albert?

Here, Som bite it.

Something integrate.

You realize it does not give up on a nuclear system?

It seems like it will start to fall off.

Do you?

Yes.

You'll see.

Is that? Oh, it's here.

This is my sure gas towel.

Come to some poor little Belgium.

Miss you.

He's about your size.

Getting kitted out, would you?

And, uh, Tilmerry's to have a bath, mate.

Mollum?

Mollum.

Well, what do you think?

Is he worth Star's medals, you mean?

Well, I have to see, won't we?

They're proof for the puddings in the moll'jay, as they say.

Come on, Ethel, you meant to be making that spinach into a puree, if you remember.

You said I was to help with your gas bar.

I said, if he wanted anything, you was to get it.

He got marvellous quick hands, I mean.

Look at that.

He may not marvellous quick hands, but you just keep away from them or they'll have you in them.

I know, foreigners.

He's proctful.

I mean it.

Aren't you leek?

Is it your gas bar?

You mustn't say things like that.

Aren't you leek?

I'll miss you, Tilmerry.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'm sorry.

I've gone free.

He means anjalica.

Here it is.

Oh.

Sorry.

Here it is.

Hi, my friends.

Too much for you.

It looks trable.

See you.

Put one of them.

You've got any more good in here?

Yeah, see?

Speciality in the age.

No need for you.

No need for you.

I'll see you later.

Mm.

Bit rich for me.

Oh, is he useful for whoever around this, you see?

All right, if you can afford him.

He uses four pints of green to my one.

Yeah, I can tell that, all right.

I thought you'd have been grateful to have a real good pastry cook, is you?

If by that, madam, you're implying.

Oh, no, I'm lying. I'm saying.

Well, if he's going to be pastry chef, I'm not standing for it.

We're not fighting this war for a load of foreigners to come over it.

Miss, your gasps, I ain't gonna take one tick nor total of the honor and glory you earn as egg cook at the Benton Hotel, Mrs. Cochrane.

Now, let's be grateful for small mercies.

There's a bit less you can play near.

Sure, don't need you, R.

Now, have you got that stuff asked you to get?

I've ordered it, madam.

A Mr. May that was none too agreeable about it.

Like it says in the paper, we're not meant to be hoarding.

Look, I ran this hotel.

Not you.

No, Mr. Cocky, maytha.

I got half the generals and edmars running a war come to this hotel.

May I gonna be paid and paid proper?

Yes, madam.

Yeah, that gives me an idea.

What's your gasps, madam?

My damn.

Hey, look, Kitchener.

Kihei Minister Dub.

Do you care?

Yeah, we.

Yeah, Montré des Géoné, he see.

Friday.

Fondre d'I?

Fondre d'I?

Fondre d'I?

We.

Vou pouve des féres caus chos special for him.

Oh, because you're the special.

My damn, sis, a chromo, no, pouve.

Oh, bouve.

If I could use three pints of cream in a pound of sugar,

and put the pusher as a light every time I made a cake,

I could make something better than he could.

But we're meant to be economising, or so I'm told.

He's just a new little pet, that's all he is.

Poor little Belgium, she calls him.

Like a baby with a new retlet.

I see a lot of these foil waiters in my time.

Flans are flapping around like pick pools.

All fiddle fiddle and ole do.

Like the major's boots, now, as an example for you.

Yesterday, we spent four hours cleaning the major's field boots.

Of course, the major was strutting about like a peacock this morning,

telling everyone, when do I have four hours free to clean boots?

We know what sort this belgee bloke is, don't we, Mr. Merriman?

We had a name for his sort in the army.

Start growing his hair and putting on ciggly for long.

You mark my words.

I really don't like to leave him alone with that stuff.

I think she's quite safe.

Poor little Belgium indeed.

Why wasn't he fighting? He's young enough.

He's just skulking around with the women and children, I suppose.

How could he join the army? There wasn't time.

The hands just pounced, killing and raping and shooting.

The belgers didn't have a chance.

We didn't manage to hold the great thought of the age for long.

I'll say that.

Because they were betrayed.

Poor Mr. Gussman had a most dreadful time.

His mother was killed by a shell on the road.

He doesn't know where his family is. He barely escaped his life.

How do you know that? From what he's told me.

I didn't know you could talk the lingo.

There's some things even you don't know, Mr. Starr.

He's got photographs. And he's very expressive with his hands.

He's got very nice sounds.

We understand each other pretty well.

Both being foreigners, did you might say?

Your medals seem to have gone to your head, Mr. Starr.

I think Mr. Gussman is a very nice young man.

Mr. Nalim, Madame de Montlouvain.

Yes, yes, all right.

Good sweet.

I know, I know.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, sir.

You have to run the catch up with him.

An elephant drinks 25 gallons of water a day.

An ox, 8 gallons and a sheep or pig, 6 to 8 pints.

This is a sound of the explosion overtakes the modern pointed bullet at 2000 yards.

And how do you know all this then?

That's our Bible. Every officer has to carry one.

Yeah, page your orders, I'll...

Oh, yeah, thank you, Mary.

Give me that one.

Make a guess, Bartou, thanks.

That'd be selfish.

Swing in a camel.

The camel should be made to kneel down under the crane.

The man over in the nose rope been blind, foals the animal.

Two other men stand one on each full ramp to prevent it rising.

What are you? Poor animal.

They're gonna win us the war.

You heard it.

Thank you, Maryman. You can put that down to law, kitchen up.

Oh, he's taken the pledge not to touch alcohol till the war's over.

Haven't you heard?

Well, I haven't. I know blooming pledge.

Better put it down to me then.

Very good, man.

Who's that mob? Just wait a minute. Really quite a find.

My refugee, poor little Belgian.

Works like a coal even, and I don't have to pay next to nothing for him.

Poor old Maryman's nose will be put out of the joint.

It is already.

Show them they'll fall out now in.

Well, if it's your Bible, Titch, who's your god then?

You see, oh, lordly.

Oh, drill sergeant Robin.

Seven had lived drill sergeant Robinson.

And who's he when he's alone?

We never is. He lives in his uniform. He's about six feet ten.

It's not his men in the regiment. We need them all his life.

You're breaking the staff.

You know, this morning he said to me,

we've got two things in common, me lord. We've both got crayons.

You wears yours on your head, and I wears mine on my arm.

And this is the one what counts.

He told me I was marching like a pregnant duck with colliwobels

and that if I didn't get my shoulders back, I'd do myself a permanent injury.

And might prejudice my chances of ever becoming a father.

Oh, words to that in fact.

I say to you, we're pushed for inspecting the guard.

Gosh, we really must go. Thank you for a lovely drink.

We've both been given six extra pickets for putting a thunder flash

under the adjutant's horse.

We shouldn't really be here at all.

Come on you idle man. On your feet.

One, two, three.

O king coe was a many old soul, and a many old soul was he.

He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, and he called for his first CG.

Left turn.

Oh, what's the next command for the major?

I want six months weeks at the captain.

We do all the works in the yourselves, and buddy when the folks said the sergeant major.

Move to the right, you can force it, the sergeant.

Lift right, lift right, lift in the courtroom.

We want Jamford D. Sinegas, many many men are we.

Let's not so fair as can compare with the men of the VSC.

Bravo.

Good morning Phil Martin.

Your luncheon is in number three up the stairs on the right side.

Quite a wrap out.

Our country needs us.

Oh, look, we'll get tired of the wheel of a gun for that.

I think even though Kitchen has risen above that sort of thing.

Oh, well, we'll have one of these eating the dinner hopper pair for it.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right, nice boys.

Teaching hopper.

I remember that teach when he was really wet beyond the ears.

He's run the boys, introduce me to that nice professor, Stubbs.

Ah, the ancient lover, you're going to run away with to America.

Don't forget much, do you?

Jealous, was you?

Frantically.

Those boys make me feel quite old.

Make me feel quite young.

You know, I don't think I felt so jolly well and, well, pip-pip for years, even in my duties.

Hey, get some exercise for a change.

You're a living movie.

Oh, but I think it's having something worthwhile to do.

Reason for living.

I mean, I know it's all nonsense about your country needing you and all that puff, but it is.

Well, nice to be needed.

Well, it's something to aim at, isn't it?

That's such a splendid lot.

Well, Joe Sargent Robinson.

Marvellous man.

I think that's it.

You know, everything having to be just right.

We're the best.

That's the way it has to be.

I mean, it's hard to describe it to you.

I know it, Charlie, how old?

Yes, I think about me cooking.

It's a pig at the time.

Makes you sweat like hell, but it's worth it afterwards.

I'm glad you're doing all right.

It's a little bit of training to do, isn't it?

No, a bit. All the field training.

But, well, it won't be too long now, I hope.

Don't you go jumping a koo, Charlie?

It's too long a young one to go, he'll eat.

Don't you think they're out of the way?

The next generation.

Well, blow on your took and not grandpa.

No, you let them go first.

You let the maida fix you up with something interesting.

You're training the others, old, in the war office or something.

It's too easy.

You still don't seem to have the foggiest idea of why I joined the army.

It was to beat the Germans, not mess about on some staff being a laughingstock of my friends.

Oh, that's all the worries, is it? What your friends will think of you?

No, it isn't.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, well, I must go and cook me crack Ben Tinks for Kay and Co.

Charlie?

You're right, you know.

I suppose it was just... it was being a bit selfish.

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All you'll keep, man, you'll come in.

All in your course.

Five minutes to cut it.

All right.

Take care, sir.

Those two of us ready, are they?

Just dredging them.

And remember, it's got me cloned bait upstairs.

I know, I know.

Make guests go, do them, he knows what's what.

Yeah.

Don't grunt, have they?

No, Kathy, I thought there was a war on.

I'm doing it.

Quickly say, well, there you go, everything.

What are you talking about?

They're conipally mostly the Turkish better.

Very interesting to be put into work.

Yeah, it's your business, sir, dinner.

You'll tell them all kitchen out there on the war.

Not to go here, we give them a don't concern, you know.

Right, I'll take that note up.

Let the first little touch.

You bring this to all, isn't it?

Very good, well.

Oh, missy say. Yes, ma'am.

On a bunch of them feathers.

Small one, mind. Nice and clean.

All right.

I waste your time and trouble your sleep.

What do you mean, Mr. Bellinger?

Oh, no, what kitchen they used to care about is food.

Not the old days you didn't.

Buffalo's steak and art, tacking a dope-aported gin with all you ever wanted.

Well, I'm not cooking buffalo's dates for no body.

Oh, it could be quite tasty, you could be the one.

Need good tea for them, no.

And keep the flies off.

Don't listen to him, Ethel.

Oh, Dad, we dogs in the flank of pressure war.

We might have to do the same with this war before we finished.

More fried.

Oh, quite a bit of meat on press.

Oh, it's this young Japanese man, huh?

He's called Fredza. Fred, huh?

He gave the Mardier proper dubbing that day.

Couldn't result in.

We certainly did, my lord.

You want to go to the lounge?

Oh, I'm bad, eh?

Mr. Star, I never thought to see that, not in my life.

No, it's Kitchener. Sheik, and you by the end.

Why not, Mary?

I think I knew she was about that.

The old comrade's in Ireland.

We was together at Ondremen.

Good morning, sir.

Morning. I'd like a room. A good room. Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Good morning, sir.

Morning. I'd like a room. A good room. Yes, sir.

Something quiet to the bath and, er, away from the street.

Yes, sir.

Oh, this gentleman requires a room, madam.

Something nice and quiet and away from the street.

Oh, he does, does it?

Well, I'm afraid we haven't got a room for you, sir.

But we have got this, which you can have free grasses and for nothing.

And you can have your room when you come back in uniform.

Thank you, madam.

I shall keep this with the military cross that I won on the A,

but I lost my foot.

I'm sorry, sir.

It's quite all right. I can get a room at my club.

Star, you said all young men dressed in muffty, madam.

I was I today.

Look at this limp, ain't not what he came in.

He was hanging out of Blomens' tent, didn't he?

Come on, don't know what I'm going to do.

This place is turning into a real madhouse.

Shall we give him your white featherness for not barking at him?

For the whiskey, Mr. Murray?

Hey.

For the whiskey.

Hey.

What do you got? Hey.

Oh.

Oh, I suppose.

Be a sea.

I'm all used to that.

I'm all used to that.

I'm all used to that.

I'm all used to that.

I'm all used to that.

I'm all used to that.

Oh, whereby Christmas they say that this war yours not gold so well, Mr. Star.

Oh, so it's my war now, is it?

Then I have enough on me. I was without running the war as well.

Oh, well, you, Lord, Kitchener's always flashing your meds about together.

Oh, forever, the sake. He's getting senile, Fred.

That's our old friend's trouble.

You're a little hombust.

Stuck in the mud there are no good and proper and lucky to be.

You just wait for the spring to the ground dries up of it.

They'll be off again.

Rifle's leading.

Pity their graves, no doubt.

Ruination.

We'd all been deader, so exhausted and all signified before he's over.

Your friend, Lord, Kitchener was right about that anyhow.

Where did he ever say that?

I have opportunities to hear things not about safes to all and sundry, Mr. Star.

But then you didn't order a freedom.

You were simply inspired.

I mean, what are you doing to help win this war?

Moneying, that's all.

I'll tell you what I'm doing, Mr. Star.

I'm going to go to lessons in first aid with the Red Cross people.

And then I'm going to come back here and teach all of you.

What happens if you sue that?

Germans are going to invade us or something?

Oh, it'll surprise me. Ray Plute murdered just up there street.

No, but it's the bombardments.

Look at Scarborough and Yarmon and Dover.

That'll be London next with the Zeppelin's.

Everybody says so.

Oh, we don't. Don't we, Fred?

You and I should be able to have that war.

It'll cost you a fortune.

Well.

I'm going to take you out to lunch.

Oh, yeah. What's that in aid of?

We've been told to send ourselves sorts to the arm rate of a sharpened.

I'm okay if it didn't cut some, huh?

It means I'll be off soon.

Probably next draft.

Says, marvellous news.

Prospective actually in doing something at last.

Yeah.

Well, a lot of my regular seem to have coped it already.

Really run fold.

Fish face.

Toody first, but you know, always getting buffy on criminal month.

He's the lightest.

That's the old regular army's taken out of the briefing.

My regiment had a hell of a lot. Killed and wounded.

But once we knew lot, get out there to help them.

And there are literally hundreds of thousands of us.

It'll make all the difference.

Yeah.

What about putting on a hat?

I don't know.

I'll get yourself killed, Charlie, will you?

No, that's silly.

Well, I'd rather have a laugh, Charlie, than I did hear of.

Don't you never think of it, because I'll do.

Yes, I think about it.

We all think about it.

We don't talk about it, especially when the casualty lists are coming in and perhaps if someone knows.

The prospect isn't very terrifying.

The prospect is really done and what we're in for.

Anyway, if one has to be killed, it's better to die.

For a king in country.

At least it's a cause one believes in.

Yeah.

Well, I'm hungry. Go and get me out, Charlie.

Louisa, there's something else that I'd very much like you to wear.

For me.

Oh, Charlie.

Is you?

Kelstream star.

Oh, that's too good.

If you wear it, it means that you're my girl.

You know that.

Well, I'll really be able to swing around now, won't I?

Because everyone knows my boyfriend's a soldier.

In the old days, the knights used to give their wives or their girls something to wear while they were away at the Crusades.

I thought they locked him up in Chesdee Mouse.

First of all, I want to volunteer to act as a casualty.

You, Mr. Merriman.

I saw it was volunteers.

That's like the army. You, you and you.

You're pleased, try and be cooperative, Mr. Star. This is vital war work.

Lie on the table, please, Mr. Merriman.

What? You er...

Lie on the table?

Oh, very well.

Oh, I hear you were sitting up here.

Guess I'm cautious.

I'm sorry, but not to be first used.

Don't be right.

You should be told this time.

You're not sure.

You were supposed to be semi-conscious, Mr. Merriman, so please don't try to talk.

Hold on.

Right.

The casualty has been severely injured in a zepilin raid.

He has injuries to the head and jaw, and he has a suspected broken pelvis.

Oh, dear.

He's in a state of shock.

Breathing is flaccid and gasping.

Limbs cold, clammy and bloodless.

Mr. Merriman to the life.

Mr. Merriman.

Now, what did you do first, Mrs. Cocktail?

Oh, give me a look up for that sweet tea. There's nothing like it.

First, reassure the patient under Lee's anxiety.

Oh.

You'll be all right, Mr. Merriman. You'll pull through.

It's all I was meant to be unconscious.

Remove false teeth, if any. I've always wondered.

Yeah, let's have a look.

Here, you'll keep your hands up with me.

Don't let me down.

No, let me down.

Don't let me down.

Don't let me down.

Don't let me down.

You'll be having like a lot of silly children and all the time the patient is dying.

I'll take more than that, the cure, Mr. Merriman.

Ha, ha, ha.

Four seats for Baby Mine. Sir, it should be done.

How about a box?

Oh, a jolly in the box, isn't it?

I'm the old star.

Oh, I said I'd hold a fort for him for a fair.

I have a uniform, mate. Use that to know a porter. It's not dignified.

Oh, all seats.

There to there, all.

Tuesday.

And Lyft?

What the hell?

What, careful in the patient?

So tell not a casualty here in station.

Oh, God.

What I'm doing.

It was your idea.

Yeah, but not for all the staff at once.

Suppose in the bathroom.

Well, they won't mess it, would it?

They wouldn't be now old. Tells you worry about.

Poor old man. And why do you have to pick on him?

He was the one most like a corpse.

Oh, I thought he was supposed to be saving the living, not the date.

Trust up, like a loner.

If I let go and trust my guinea father, what would we not let Mr. Aske with?

Yeah, I'll figure it out then.

And you, Stal.

All right.

I'll leave the dog.

Mayor, if you want to practice, you can practice his own freight.

Well, you don't.

Well, you don't.

Well, he's there.

Well?

Hey, hey, where the fuck are you?

Where's his teeth?

Where's his teeth?

Oh, God.

I thought he never happens. They're so locked inside.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey!

Travel much lighter than I did in my day at the campaigning.

Yes, I do.

Why don't you let me take your buzz on the buzz?

No, drop him off at the barracks and I'll meet you making it at the station.

Come on, mate.

Let me sit on.

Take that.

Bye, Mayor.

Bye, we'll order.

Stop.

You don't know?

I guess, but...

I should also see him.

That's the lock on there.

Bye, Fred.

Come on, everybody. Back to work.

Well, I say it myself, Major.

Soon, it'll end with me.

Mm.

Boys and guests.

I say the hands are using it against our troops at wipers.

I can't really believe that, can you?

It's probably just another of them rumours.

It's true, Stuy. I'm afraid.

Absolutely devilish.

Here I go to dreamt that one lot of human beings, if you can find them,

will try to kill off another lot by choking them with poison, gas.

It's not our kind of war tour, is it, Star?

No, it is not, Major.

Charlie was leading his detachment.

He looked marvellous in a...

Poor whose memory was a big, about six foot nine or something.

He was a bane and everyone cheered.

You can tell it was a guard was a mile off.

Charlie smiled at me.

And his current was there and some officers.

Young teach.

Hoppy-habberd, they were going to.

And there were some hums and some wives.

It was a nice time being a lot of bit snooty.

And then there was all time to get in the train in the soldiers' wives,

just blubbing it out the kids.

Well, we didn't do much of that being officers, ladies.

Stiff-habberled, traditional.

Yeah, Mum, wasn't as stiff as all that, didn't ya?

All the way back, I went into the church and prayed to be alright.

I don't suppose we're doing much good.

I mean, how the Oakland God keep an answer of a million blokes?

What else can you do, eh?

Best thing bit of comfort.

He certainly don't feel as a bleeding patriotic as I did.

I know what you mean.

Now we have a boy at the front.

It puts very different complexion on things.

You know, I feel a bit like an uncle to old Charlie.

I don't know what I am to him.

I don't know, well, when I have a moment,

it's peacefully comes back safe.

That's what's so nice about the painting.

They're really just a big family.

I wish you'd come, Mum.

Mr. Starz with a telegram.

We don't want to lose you, but we think you want to go.

When you're king and you're country, both need you.

What's up, then? You got a telegram?

Mr. Starz, be done.

I've been caught up.

Pomed up?

Okay.

We're from Depp, I winch, Istov.

Do you think he's recruiting Sergeant?

He's recruiting Sergeant.

Oh, Posty, ain't you proud of Mum?

When you cut out your lit, Mary-M

I'm holding up.

Oh, yes.

Do you mean any about it all the time?

Yes, I did.

I'm afraid with one thing and another.

No, I do not know.

You don't want to be caught up, do you, Star?

Well, Madam, you know what I mean? It's a home.

So what are you going to do, Betty?

Oh, I've done something about it.

Thank you.

From Special Assistant to the DIAG London District, confidential, number 74825 Sergeant Star J.A. Rapha Brigade, posted special duties London.

There's deformed Barbie S.A. Old.

Who the Aussie?

Well, they're both me, actually, a different hat.

What special duties had you in mind, Major?

Oh, I thought, perhaps, firstly, looking after Fred, grooming him and all that, according to King's regulations, and secondly, taking charge of guard duties on the tour of the Bendaker telling Duke Street.

Well, thank you, sir.

And of the offer, Fred.

That's right, Star.

More use, yeah?

They have to wear a uniform.

He's wearing it a moment. They want to waste money at a time like this? Prime Minister said certainly yesterday.

You should be out there. Come on in the army, Officer John French. That's where you should be, Major.

Star, tell them where I'm going to fish the bottom arm, would you?

Yes, Madam.