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Mrs. Trotter?

How do you...

You're sent.

Have you played, John?

I hope you don't mind. I just blundered in here. I tripped over the piano stool and...

Well, I found this lovely thing. You didn't say it, did you?

I don't play. I strum a bit.

I thought for a moment...

Oh, that is it, reminded me.

Bad memory?

I...

I see. Curious, isn't it? For me to say, I see...

Curious and well-fenced ridiculous. I must coin a new word.

No, no, don't stop playing.

Are you sure? Yeah, yeah, I'm quite sure.

I see. I'm quite sure.

Oh, sorry to be dusting in the afternoon, Mrs. Trotter.

Mr. Trotter, I'm sorry, Mrs. Domas.

Well, I don't like it. It's not odd to me.

We won't be here much longer. I'm worried, there.

No fault in there, oh, God, maybe a man of dynamic...

Fos, but he's not a part of a man.

Yes, I'm inclined to agree. I felt he gulled the electors.

When he got us through the war, we'll let's forget that.

But not a man for peace.

No one feels a lack of... of confidence.

Oh, that dust...

Oh, that dust...

Stairs with equipment.

I can't get down to everything.

I wasn't criticizing everything.

Was it she said Mrs. Davis when he was on the stairs?

I think you ought to be in bed with that cold noise.

The dust on the stairs, I never could get on the dust.

Go for it.

You're in a room, aren't you?

But the bathroom on the first floor...

It can wait another day or two.

Mrs. Davis, you do better in bed.

Keep your germs to yourself.

Yes, go home, Auntie. Get into bed with a nice hot drink.

Mr. Marywood, can be fairly to the brandy.

Marywood, stop that sneezing and coffee round the place.

Very great, Helen, sure.

I'm certain she's said, way.

I'm certain she said, we won't be here much longer.

We?

Yes.

Why should she say, we?

What does that mean, Mary?

Bill, as you were saying.

Yes.

There's this month.

And the month before that.

Oh, my goodness.

When I thought this month was heavy like, a lot carried over.

Why can't we say it's a bit at all?

No, no, since at all, is there?

No, since at all.

You knew anything.

There's a very nasty one from Mr. Foster, the butchers.

I've never known him nasty before.

He's the best, all through the war, but six months outstanding

as no joke, he says.

And there was all that now.

You're right, all right. Give her me a pay with a cane.

Oh, Blahny.

No need for the guests.

They've cut us off, they don't come up with something soon.

We can't manage without glass.

Oh, I'm tired of it all, Mary.

We're all tired.

So tell us finished.

Oh, no.

Finished.

I want to leave this place.

Don't care if I never see another hotel as long as I live.

Which won't be too long, I hope.

There's a gentleman here who wants a nice comfortable business as a side-line for his wife.

Keep her at places.

I know his name.

Made his money munitions.

Well, his wife is welcome to this place.

The laboratory are the first floor in Stuckbum.

I don't want to know about it.

One of the top floors and what he used to be either.

Well, don't come crying out.

I guess I'm going to see to it.

Who?

Well, can't you do it?

Me, Bob. Never Jesus, not my problem.

It was time you learned.

Jesus, follow the pieces.

Where am I going to tell a major, Mary?

Oh, it's nothing to do with a major.

He never uses the first floor anyway.

Her bell's selling up.

No.

But you told me?

Yeah, well, this is the major's own.

We've all got our homes here.

Yeah, but he's old, Larry.

You'll find other jobs other homes.

Mr. Maryman's old, man.

And there's not many good jobs to be found now.

Servants are going out to fashion.

And I wouldn't fancy a job in a factory if I could get one.

Oh, Ethel's in the dispense.

Ethel?

Oh, Ethel.

You look stirers, Mindenshee.

She's asking to see you.

What was she going?

Work.

Look, I gave her a reference, but that's it.

Oh.

Oh, well.

Oh, for God's sight, Mary, stop looking like a ghost.

It's not muffled. The place is pulled apart.

Mary, you don't say nothing yet.

Oh, sorry, Mr. Trotter, but I was just off.

Would you like me to take the curtains down in number six next time I'm here?

I'm worse wrong with the curtains in number six.

I'm not a good horse, madam, where there was pulled across.

Well, he's young officers.

You can't expect.

Leave them.

I like those holes.

Finished.

As a war leader, he was first class.

No one would wish to deny it.

God.

The peace will be a damn side more difficult than the war.

Well, let's be pessimistic for him.

I just can't get work.

I'm money's really all gone.

I can't live on my pension, but I'll also upside down at the moment.

Death will not even open or guests.

You wait, Lave. Look, come tomorrow.

Did you see you tomorrow, yes?

Come tomorrow.

The man who invented the lavatory should be shot.

All those gadgets.

What does Mrs. Trotter say?

Nothing special.

Was she told you not to tell anyone, didn't she?

So I can't tell you, can I?

It's getting on your chest.

Hope you've not bought the fluids of the place.

I'll allow whatever the else we have to put up with.

Go home, Auntie.

And straight into bed with Mr. Merriman.

What's that?

Mr. Merriman's brandy.

I love this moment now.

Mr. Star, perhaps you'll have a bright idea about taking the first floor lavatory.

Not my job.

Dores, my job.

Stop that, busy.

Auntie, go home.

Well, I soon see to that.

Go, thank you very much.

She hasn't finished my tea.

Get off, get off, get off.

Get off.

What was Mrs. Trotter on about, Mary?

Oh, just a muddle with the bills.

She's no right to have a single bill unpaid.

I don't understand it.

I'll tell you something now.

But then I've no head to figures.

She's got a pile of checks in that desk of hers that she's never cashed.

What?

Never cashed.

She hasn't cashed a single one of their checks, not right through the war.

You pray in, Mr. Star?

No, I happen to have a pair of good ears.

I heard the maitreum, Mrs. Trotter.

Leave, stop it.

She's like anyone else's buried.

He can't stop but will.

What else do we have, Mr. Star?

Well, he was crossing the hall and I was reading my paper with Fred.

I heard the maitreum say, but you can't hang on to him forever.

And she said, I'll burn him before I cash him.

She will too, edge-trottery, mate.

You don't watch it.

Who?

What happens to us, eh?

Who?

I ask you, what happens to us?

So, what are you doing?

I thought it was your mum and we were no catrod.

Oh.

Oh, give us your coat and sit down.

Yeah.

Yeah, she's at the hospital, of course.

Capitite?

No, I don't.

Yes, the hospital.

She keeps going and there's nothing she can do.

Upset's our thoroughness.

Upset's our.

Did I ask you if you all want a Capitite?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, you're looking very peaky.

Capitite might back you up.

Yeah.

Go on.

No, I want to know the tea.

Yeah?

Yeah, I want the impossible.

Don't be all.

I want to go back to before the war.

Ah, can't turn back the clocks go.

I know I should know.

How's Arthur?

Well, it's can be expected.

He's been in two seams this the first time.

No.

So blue and bad, Tim had.

I shouldn't say that.

It's not useful.

Yeah, well, I don't go anymore.

I know he's my son.

No, he lost his legs for his country, but he's like a wild animal.

I don't know what to say to him.

Boy, he looks at me as if he cut me through it if he had a knife to end

or run me down with his wheelchair.

I think your mother enjoys the danger.

Don't joke.

Joke?

I'm not joking, though.

He was very proud of his strength. He was a bit rough, did.

They'd done, uh, think they're giving up the benting.

Right?

I guess so, the benting.

Oh, I mean, why?

I mean, that place is your life.

Yeah, there's a trouble.

Trouble?

It's dying.

Now, listen, he's still a young woman.

How old is he, Eels?

And what have I got to live for?

Oh, my dear, right?

Don't you give up, Blue?

If you give up, what have I got?

I know I'm a selfish blight, haven't I?

Oh, please.

Hey, come on.

Have a good cry, eh? Do you good?

No, come on, cry.

This lump in me throat, I can't cry.

You got this lump sort of stuck-air,

full-work-gaday and outlet.

Yes, you lost weight.

You've gone like a wand.

Oh, God.

Here's your man.

He had caught on the up.

Oh, you're here.

No team, eh?

Oh, well, there you are.

Kettle's just coming up.

Well, I like my own cheer.

When I come in tired and worn out, I like my own cheer.

Thanks, Dad.

But I think you're going to ask after your brother?

Where is he?

No better, no worse.

What's going to happen to him, mate?

What's going to happen to him?

I suppose he left a artificial leg,

and made the best of it.

At least they do better than the old pig legs these days.

How can you say such terrible things?

Well, he was one of many.

But he was such a big strong proud man.

Yeah, well, so a lot of others.

Oh, you're so hard.

You're so hard.

Ah, soft you used to call me.

Silly and soft your own son.

Yeah, well, you'll just have to get on with it.

We've all got to get on with our infirmities.

We shouldn't have had no war then.

We wouldn't have had these terrible things to contend with.

Well, there was a war.

The foretells lovely lads had used their lows.

They'd have said no and kept out of it.

I could, they did.

You told me not to go again.

Said he doesn't want me moving in over him.

Said to forget he ever happened.

How could I forget him?

I said for him to come out of me,

and he said he hoped he'd die first.

What's going to happen to him?

Oh, when the alley, you're going to give me that cup of tea.

Oh, it's drawing.

I don't know why you have to go and torture yourself.

It's my son.

My only son.

You know, rough nasty sort of blake at that.

What do you want, Louisa?

You haven't been here for donkeys, you hear?

Yeah, well, she just popped him too well.

Silly and the benting.

What did she say, Ernest?

I'm selling the benting.

Oh, God, one thing after the other.

You can't sell up.

What do you do?

What do we do?

We depend on that little bit you give us.

You won't go, Shult.

Didn't he, Lord, leave you rich, then?

Oh, look, Lou, don't come in.

You haven't been here a couple of minutes.

Oh, look, I've ever come to you, eh?

No, thanks, did.

You know the spot I'd in in the major.

I've come, eh, and that's air trouble.

I can't go to see a brother and can't stay two minutes in the side room as a mother.

And he finally in the door.

EW is there.

This is quite good.

esa tanda express.

When we drank, not before.

What if?

C'est這 köt' gdzie à voir.

A first time I've heard you tell a lie, mate, yet.

Kitchens on its little sligs,

like everything else in this place.

It won't do, mate, eh?

Marriage has made the holidays in the square meal for days,

and it beginning to look like it.

Absolutely won't do, mate, eh?

Now, love them Mrs. Trotter,

famous Dwyerne of the Bentech.

I'll stop that, mate, dear.

I'm giving the place up.

I'm selling up.

Lox, stop and barrel.

Sorry.

Oh, for God's sake, don't just sit there.

I'm trying not to believe you.

Trying?

I feel in my bones that you mean what you say, but I'm trying hard not to believe it.

Yeah, well your bones are right.

But I promise you I won't clinch nothing until I see you safely settled.

What do you say?

Oh, I'll dare you.

I'll make sure you have someone else to go.

I'll dare you.

I'll dare you.

I'll dare you.

I'll dare you.

I'll dare you.

Damn it all, I have not somehow.

Shall I say pinch, shall I be ordered here and there as you think, Fid?

I only wanted to see you settled in.

When the time comes I shall find my own bivouac.

My dear.

We are good friends but there are limits to friendship.

Damn, break the rules.

I do beg your pardon, I do really.

But the senior had somewhere to go, has been very much on the mind.

Of course you must find your own home.

Please come sit down for me, shall we?

I will return to the table on one condition only.

What's that?

That you eat your dinner too.

Our surrender.

Please don't think me ungrateful for your solicitous thoughts.

No, I was stupid.

No was Sergeant Major I am.

I'll drink them all over it.

Touch him, I dear.

Now that we are reasonably calm again, perhaps you'll tell me why you were thinking of selling up.

You stayed here through the war, through rationing, through the bombing, through the raids.

Why did the sudden vault fast?

Deats.

Deats?

Why are we everybody?

But surely we're now the leases up.

But people will come again like they used to.

It's no longer needed as a convalescent home.

You went to three offices left.

Yeah, we were. We're now going home closing.

Impossible. You can't do this to yourself.

I know long the matter to myself.

And what about the staff? Mary's, staff, Maryman.

They'll find other places.

The country is in turmoil. You can't put people on the streets. At a dime like this.

We need the things we know.

Major, I just ain't got the heart to put the place back when it's fate again.

I just got no heart.

Now listen to me, have you cashed those checks?

I don't want to discuss them checks.

You happened, of course, but you absolutely must.

Most of the men are out them checks are dead.

They wouldn't want you in need.

I didn't cash them when I wrote them and I won't cash them now. I'd be like digging up graves.

But this is unreasonable.

I know you will suffer a grievous blow. Poor Charlie.

But I mean, what would he think of you now?

That place is too full of memories.

I were cudd.

It's difficult to know what that word means, eh, more.

The benting is at its time.

People who came here are dead.

You're changed.

Then I've changed.

Go away for a week or two.

You haven't had a holiday since August 13.

Have one now.

I'll take command here. I'll see about cashing those checks.

You won't have to worry about them. Observe yourself.

Look here, sir.

Local road dreams, eh?

Well, you see, Captain Fawcett,

I can't agree the liberals have finished.

Or I said the Labour Party is going in strength.

Or the oil's down to the same thing, don't you think?

Who rules the country? I mean, really rules the country.

The civil service, don't you think?

Money, money rules.

Talking of money, did I hear right? His Mrs. Trotter's selling up.

Oh, sorry, but there's a bit of a tangles to start the gang on.

I really must learn to do this on my own. Mary says I can put it over the back of a chair.

Yes, I see my mother do that years ago.

Selling up, did you say so?

Well, a slash of conversation I heard. Mrs. Trotter and the...

Oh, but I must have started rumours. Damn bad form hearing things.

Still, I can't help it. I'm like a dog.

She's quivering, nose quivering.

Yes, she talks good talk with you.

You know, I can almost see with my elbows and feet.

Really, I'm actually beginning to see obstacles with them.

You know I can't think Mrs. Trotter will part with a benting.

I mean, she's history, isn't she?

Heavens, my mother came here with her lover.

Good Lord, really? Oh, dear, now forget I said that.

I'm becoming a regular gossip. Not much else to do,

but I mustn't get like the French ladies at the foot of the guillotine.

I mean, here at the end, Star.

Oh, yes, not far to go.

It's very soothing this business. The mind free and the hands busy.

But I must learn to type. I want to write.

I won't do it well, of course. I don't do anything spectacularly well,

but there are things I want to put down.

Yes. I could learn to type at some Dunstons.

I'm getting on awfully well with the jolly old braille, you know.

That was Mary, wasn't it?

Yes, her light step and that lovely fresh smell of soap.

She's beautiful, isn't she? Yes.

Like the hill she comes from.

You'll make a damn perid away, you're shaping, John.

Do you know the Welsh hills? Can't say I do.

I was there in 17, Gammery course, Breckenbeekens.

Made a great impression on me those hills. Nice to look back on.

As if were.

Why don't you go home, Auntie?

No, I can't do that. I get a little supper in that little room day and night.

No one to talk to.

Is it a Spanish flu? Of course not.

Hot and the enlemen for you, Auntie.

No, I don't want to be any trouble.

I'll see if Mrs. Cochlan has a lemon to spare.

They add them in the market yesterday.

I'll go. No, look at them. Come tomorrow.

She's going to be home.

I'm going to go to the hospital.

No, look at them. Come tomorrow.

She'll see you tomorrow.

I'll keep coming tomorrow.

A come at lunchtime. You can eat with us.

Mrs. Cochlan, have you got an enlemen to spare?

The sum over there, but I don't want to get any more.

Auntie's got no full cough.

Well, you can take one, but eat it out.

Thanks.

No meat again.

Stop my fault. She didn't play that bill yet.

So it's a vegetable pie. You have to make the most of it.

You better, Davie.

Good.

Better selling up.

Yes, I would. She's thinking about it.

When she was down here last night, dropping in saw a tackleder.

I like to know where Emma can't stand people trying to be tackful.

I'm not supposed to tell you first.

You just said she was thinking of it.

So the Lord people always want good cooking, even if it is only vegetable pie.

She's given me a good recommendation.

I should try the Richmond down the strum.

I don't fancy a private house.

Goodness knows what happened to you, lot, though.

You're all that thick with her.

I think people should stand on their own, too.

Huh?

Places like a morgue.

Two rooms occupied, and all you want is coffee.

What you think you're doing here, right up now?

People should keep their jobs themselves.

Then we wouldn't have to suffer these epidemics.

So what could you think that would do?

Because if I'm in Auckland, I'm going to make a suit of coffee.

Well, have you heard?

Yes.

What?

Talking in riddles.

She's thinking of selling up.

I take it you're afraid to miss his trotter and not the cat's mother.

Mrs. Trotter is considering selling this hotel.

Never.

She just soon said her so to the devil.

She's selling it.

Are you telling me that?

Look, Mary's sure she would have told her.

She's selling, Mr. Maryman.

No.

No, I don't believe it.

She told Mrs. Cochran definite.

Give her a reference.

Told her, Mrs. Cochran.

Told her.

I'm not telling us.

Mrs. Cochran asked her direct.

There we are, Aunty.

Drink this up slowly.

No, don't tell her, Aunty.

Let us hear by a child's selfishness.

Share selfishness.

Drink it up, Aunty. There's a good girl.

Aunty?

Mr. Star.

No, get it a bit, I'd say.

Come on.

Oh, no, don't say it.

Don't say me more.

Gary, don't say me more.

I'll be all in the room.

You're in the room.

Come on, come on.

I never worked no more.

Oh, I'm the broken down all over.

No, you're not that tall.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

Well, that's the love, Mr. Green.

Front stairs, back stairs.

Or a straight line up.

Yes, yes.

Thank you, Mrs. Trotter.

You should be on the frame.

Aren't we all like this?

We're just steady and the staff are good.

Well, I will mention that to my client.

Though he may very well wish to use his own people.

He's travelling from Scotland to water with his wife.

They've been holidaying.

Could I arrange for them to call them Friday?

Yeah, yeah, there they are.

Ciao.

I thought you'd be in.

I just want you to know, Madam, that I am not a commodity.

And what you do with your own hotel is your affair.

But Fred and I am not here to be sold with the bricks and mortar.

No, look here, sir.

Nor I'm quite sure as the rest of the staff.

Frankly, we all think you're making a mistake.

Well, I'm very grateful for your kind advice, sir.

I can speak quite freely now, as very soon I shall not be in your employ.

And I think it's my duty to say to you that within one week of selling the bentonk,

you'll be sorry.

You're not the type to sit with your hands folded, are you?

What I am and what I intend to do and nothing to do with you, sir.

Now, that's where you're wrong, if I may say so.

No, you may not.

I'll say it all the same.

There are certain people that you employ.

By doing so, you'd take on certain obligations, certain responsibilities.

I can't answer for anyone else now, sir.

I'm speaking now for the rest of the staff, not for myself.

Fred and I will emigrate as always something I can turn my hands,

who an Australia attracts me.

Little Mary might very well find herself in difficulties.

Mr. Maryman and Mrs. Davies have only got the workouts to look forward to.

I shall give them excellent references and do me best to see him settled.

But somehow I don't care.

I can't care.

In that case there's nothing more to be said.

Hello?

I'm not the manager of Senior HR's burning it.

All over?

Not active in a war?

Like reunited from our 할ings.

Like losing peace in death.

Without getting on work.

Vrein is going to have brain.

How's your auntie?

Not improving at all.

Ferdin with the fever and the coughs as tight as ever.

I can't get her the take on meardesson.

The doctor said she must help herself a bit, but...

She just lies there and says she's never get up from that bed.

Well, not much for her to get up for, is there?

Maybe even less soon.

Of course, Mrs. Trotter might sell your auntie as a fixture.

Mr. Star.

She was recommended to the bloke who looked at the place over just now.

Really?

She'll have us on a block for the eyes bidder for she's done.

She happened before now.

I told her we were not for sale.

She brought me to the place where she first came here by joy didn't mind.

If I get me cut the tea the more than the bidder, bread and butter lasting a diet,

I don't give a damn or answer the ready place.

No answer to that, is there?

Is that they might not want you?

Would that case I cut me throat?

Please stop saying these awful things.

The place isn't sold yet and may never be.

I'm afraid it won't be long now.

Don't say it.

We're for the scrap people and she don't care a tightening toss.

Mr. Star.

We may be up for sale but we can still keep our manners.

Mrs. Trotter has our rights as well as us.

And if she feels that she must have had changed,

there is not up to us to blackmail her and just stay in on.

Where's the bloodmire?

You talking this way.

We've been here for years and given good service.

The word has changed.

Faithful service to her on this scrap eve.

I tell you, Mary.

Don't touch them when they hear anything more!

You can't touch them.

He has all your eyes to what's going on in this place.

Mary?

Mrs. Trotter?

Jane.

Oh, you're going out?

Yes.

Or Mary rushed through just now.

She seemed upset.

There's no law Mary.

No.

All right.

Well, everything's so quiet just now.

I have this horror of being alone.

There's this feeling of suffocation,

like hanging in infinite space.

Do you know what I mean?

Yes, perhaps.

You feel it sometimes in the first moment of sleep in a strange bedroom.

Well, out there it was never quiet.

And mom was never alone, not even in death.

Oh, forgive me.

Would you like a walk?

Well, I think you'd rather go alone.

Am I right?

Yeah.

Well, take care then.

Everything's serene again here.

Don't be away too long.

Don't be alone too long.

Hey?

I mean, I ask you.

Hey?

So downright stupid.

Yes?

Miss Ender's done in.

Oh.

I mean, why?

Well, you don't write things all holey, do you?

I've been patching and done in your clothes for ever, it seems.

Well, I don't ask you.

Of course you don't ask me.

You take it for granted.

But...

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

But don't bite me, I haven't done nothing.

Well, that's it, isn't it?

Is it?

You do nothing.

Morning till now, you're doing nothing.

Soon as you get your five-bob-loid, George, you stop.

Yeah, well, I've retired.

Retired?

I can't retire, can I?

Your dining goes on, even the old way.

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

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

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

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

Your dining goes on, even the old world comes to a stop.

Well, through the war, it went on to me, trying to do me a bit for the country.

And you don't let your hand help Arthur.

Arthur?

He don't want me to.

I'll use you, though.

Just try to use you, though.

He may push you off, but he wants you out.

Who's that?

This time, and I.

Hey, mate.

Good lord.

What's got into her?

What'd you been up to?

Oh, give me some coke, huh?

Yeah.

Sit down and warm your toes.

You look all be dragged.

Right in, is it?

Yeah.

What'd you been up to?

Walk in.

Walk in, is time a night?

Was it like, late, it's past 10.

No decent woman's on the streets past 10 at night, are they?

Yeah, what's this?

Thanks, Eddie.

Well, that's not a very lazy life way of doing things.

Yeah, don't I, get, son?

I don't see a need one.

What after all this done, and what I go through with Arthur?

So what, you gave me, Luke?

Two Christmas is a go.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it's been sitting on it ever since.

What'd you come for?

You haven't been here?

In a month or so, now you've been trashing one week.

Very fishy.

Still, I'm glad you come tonight.

I'm worried about Arthur.

Something's got to be done, and if Arthur's no use,

I'll be in up twice since I last saw you to the hospital.

And he won't let me near him.

He says that if I come near, he'll strangle me.

Oh, yes, he did.

He told the nurses.

The nurses told me, I've never been so ashamed since you...

Oh, well, never mind, that's all over now.

But a son of mine to talk like that.

But I can't deserve him, can I?

And if Arthur don't care.

Last week.

Last week.

By just, you know, don't keep on.

Last week he ran his wheelchair into the lake.

Right into the lake.

He'd left him for two minutes, all alone,

nice and peaceful, like, and wrapped up,

just to give a bit of fresh air.

And if Ranny's cheer doesn't slow.

I love you, it was only a foot deep.

Is that there's shrieking at him to tip him over and let him drown?

But I mean, he couldn't, could he not in a footer water?

I mean, unless they held him under.

And who's going to do that?

So they got him out and not even his feet were.

I mean, oh, my God, what am I talking about?

His feet are said.

His feet are.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Lou.

Lou.

His feet are said.

His feet are.

Oh, I do be quiet.

You've got another child as well as Arthur.

She needs her.

She needs.

His feet.

Oh, shut up, Parn.

Oh, oh, oh.

God, we've fought with Nastya.

You've been gone all day.

Yes.

Sit down here.

Out star Hotdred quickly and Brandy.

Hello.

Been following her.

Make sure she got here.

Go alone, Dave.

Oh, not yet.

I want to know you're all right first.

You're not a cruddle right.

No.

Tired.

You just tired this or?

It's more than that.

We've been looking everywhere.

Another hour and I would have contacted the police.

You left no word.

She came to us.

Lou is a...

Lou is a Charlie's lawyer.

Don't know that.

We waited for you.

Don't want to know, Parn.

But you must read.

Oh.

Foolish I've made the morning will do.

Foolish, I thought it might do the trick.

Well, may I have that matter?

I think short, or a bit, ma'am.

Oh, my life.

Oh, my life.

I've stood by and let people get on with their own silly business.

Go home, Dave.

I've let your mother drain the life out of me.

Go home.

No.

I'm not going home, Lou.

I'm going to stay here.

I'm going to stay here.

I'm going to stay here.

I'm going to stay here.

I'm not going home, Lou.

I'm going to stay here and too long.

I've knocked some sense into your head.

Yeah, we're too late.

No.

I don't think I am.

You're my maul, Jip.

You came to meet a night for help.

I know that even if you don't yourself.

And by a crikey girl, you're going to get that out.

Now, you're going to open this envelope here and now in my presence.

And you're going to read what's inside it.

And I'm not leaving this place until you have.

Tomorrow, you're going to start picking up the threads of your life again.

Come on.

Sit down and open it.

Open it, Louisa.

I mean what I say.

Open it or buy God, I'll fetch you a sharp one.

Since when was your soldier, Elijah?

Open it.

Louisa, my darling.

Whether the guns have stopped or not when you read this letter,

it is written to my beloved whom I shall always think of as my wife.

My love for all eternity.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

Louisa, my darling.

The damnest burst, as you might say.

I let her pull the plug.

I don't know what it was, but pulled the plug.

Funny, I had a feeling something like that might be in that envelope.

What I do, I think she's best left.

Yeah.

But maybe you should hang about here for an hour or two.

Of course, of course.

Here, I'd be spikettin' on my way.

My wife be having a fit.

Start raising a cab.

I'm not giving it a sharp word.

It's a sharp word.

Yeah.

Never seen her cry before.

She's always been a tough little customer.

You wouldn't have never cigarette with you.

Take it.

Tum.

Well, I don't smoke, but like the crying, sometimes it's needed.

Here, the castile made a fake, was on me wedding night.

In the bathroom.

Vi was...

Yeah, well, I had a quiet smoke.

It took me the world of good.

I'm thinking of you there, that I'll venting.

Never despairing, keeping a picker up through it all.

I'm thinking of you, I've kept me sane.

I sit out here in this tiny dug out wet of the skin like a hunted fox.

And I hear you're laughter, and I see your bright eyes.

You must never be defeated, my dear.

Never.

Now, you must use the money.

Don't just stick it in the bank.

Keep the old place up to the mark.

Make it like new.

I've been defeated when we first went there.

Remember how we bought the furniture?

My piano.

He was so ridiculously young.

Use the money my darling.

Use it.

To inform you.

40,000 pounds.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

I'm going to get some more.

Oh.

Oh, mum.

I was very hungry.

She's doing it.

She's eating.

You've been up all night.

She's dying, I think, mum.

She's dying.

She's not dead.

She's not dead.

She's not dead.

She's not dead.

She's not bloody done in my hotel.

I'm sick of death.

I'm sick of death.

There's no room but it's no use.

She's going cold all over.

Untik Yep!

Come on

Ja sow this eye it

Ys a hun

Cron

Eh let's start it on you yet

configured now, work away

So the Owner

And no good luck like that

Never clear the flame

Councillor Pillie is mirrory

Aya, no.

Oh!

Do you know good man flatten your rage?

Get me a mania before we can say Jack Robinson.

Oh, who we leave me rather than die?

No one's dying here.

I see only you get that straight the better for all of us.

No, I need you here in my hotel.

You're the best needle woman I ever had.

You really care about the sheets and a pillow cases?

Because it's the number six is waiting for you to see to him.

I...

I've been fed you.

I never knew, Mum.

What anybody said.

I'm not a cup of tea here.

You must see back home for Jenny later, aren't I?

There you are.

Love has no charm, no meaning.

Till man has reached his pride.

Surely it is all you want to know

Anytime's kissing time.

I'm getting better, you know.

Who's there, Mrs. Trotter?

Don't you think my playing's improving?

I might even get a job in a cinema.

Well, I need time, I'll tell.

Maybe something you can do.

And the working man's gonna need to tell a term, any?

Oh, thank you.

It's...

It's course to eleven, isn't it? Isn't it?

Yeah.

It belonged to...

It belonged to someone I loved.

Or my dear.

I heard you was learning, Brian.

Or I shall keep it always.

Well, time and time wait for no man.

I've worked today.

I'm going to go home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

Do you think so?

You've been washed out looking.

A bit of light in your eye.

Yes, light.

And seeing him, his Davis-Harners dangled.

I'm gonna take a bit of refreshment.

Yes, I feel a tiny flicker of hope.

Was there the days of yours?

Yes.

Still.

A flicker of hope.

Oh, that's a good one.

There is evidence of it.

So you get down the kitchen.

Hello, what are you doing here?

I've been waiting to see you.

Oh, well, you're just the girl I want.

Me?

You get down the kitchen.

Ask Mrs. Cochran for a trade for Mrs. Davis.

Carls for jelly and it.

And then you take it up to her. She's in your room.

Yes.

You're quite sure you're ready to start work now, are you?

Yes.

Oh, well.

This is the stuff to give the troops.

You got the laundry, get yourself a penny.

Yes.

I want a cup of coffee in my room, 11 o'clock sharp.

Pushpoo.

I tell you the tradesmen's things.

And I'm selling you. I've got an appointment with Mrs. Trotter.

What is the name?

Older. Older and son.

You are a tradesman then. So I suggest...

What's the name?

This man, Madam.

He's up, I believe, Mr. Older.

Yes.

And this is the son, Jean.

Oh, very pretty son. Mr. Older.

Yeah, well, Addy and Jim went a passion delm.

So I'm learning our genes, as you're under business, when I'm gone.

I mean, Older and I've been going for free generations, isn't it?

Oh, I've been.

Yes, they have.

And we can't let it all die for the winter of a pair of trousers, can we?

So I've told Jean the Marriott Plummer, and we've set for another 50 years.

What can I do for you, Mrs. Trotter?

I want the old place redecorating, Mr. Older.

Well, I'll be your notebook, Jean.

Now you'd like the modern shades, Mrs. Trotter.

No, I want it in a nice red, simply as it was.

The walls and the woodwork might go to where necessary.

New windows where the frames are gone.

You like an estimate, of course.

I would. Could you look around now?

Yes, I can.

No book of the ready, Jean.

And don't miss nothing, eh?

And when could you start? I'd like it done as quickly as possible.

And at times a bit tricky, as you might say.

It's only me and I got Jean from left, apart from Jean here, and she hasn't come to our full string yet.

But we'll do our best, Mrs. Trotter.

Well, could you just start by looking at the first floor, Levertry?

He's not functioning, is it? Oh, we've got the hump with his flash.

That's how my dear, Mereld.

I don't expect us home as planned for the last...

...had to get...

...still holds us...

...fast.

We can do nothing now, but wait.

And Mrs. Trotter is either silent or wonderfully short-tempered.

She had already offended most of our fellow guests by failing to recognise them.

But let me explain. On our arrival last week, Mrs. Trotter was all nervous and patient to see the village...

...as soon as possible, if not sooner.

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There we are, madam!

There we are, madam!

There we are!

Our smells don't tap.

Act don't tap.

Act don't tap.

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Mrs riches

Mrs Rich says doesnt want to do arachnieist Gods.

R.

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He's anburteness!

Sit.

En elm—

Damn, g photon…

Voilà, is it enough talking?

I told her I wanted to go out to cut them

just as I shaped entire globars…

– Nod, do you remember any laid box Lord Hosenmeer used to keep there on his desk? – I do.

Do you know where it is? You wanted me to have it?

– Well, I don't know about that, I...

I don't like for rummaging about in a year,

Charles wouldn't like it neither,

or poking about in here behind his back.

Teltruta,

I don't like coming here much myself, not now it's empty.

It's been an empty hour for years now,

I'm sad as Singapore is an empty house.

I'll look out that box for you.

I must have tidied it away somewhere.

Where are you all the time?

He's done it again.

Nanny, you left the keys in the door again, you bat-y old thing.

Well, you're coming to the service.

No, I never got to church, nowadays.

Yes, I'm aware of that, but the memorial service is rather special,

and it does all take place out of doors.

I wouldn't be seen dead at no memorial service.

I noticed you gave the church when the visiting minister was here.

I didn't like his sermon the more than I liked yours.

Over the heart of the girl.

This is even more splendid than I'd imagined.

Don't run, young woman.

Nothing alike more than neglect.

Mrs Trotter.

I so hope we should see you here today.

It's good to see you, Vicar.

Mr Enfield, meet a long-lost friend of mine, Mrs Louise Trotter.

Mr Enfield is the executive of Charles's estate,

but no doubt you've already communicated by letter.

I believe we have, yes.

The pleasure is all mine.

Not quite all of it, I hope.

Oh, I've let Nannie go off with the keys again.

I intended you to have him, Mr Enfield.

The heaven knows what sort of personal insult you'll make.

I opinion of it as soon to a change, then.

No.

She helps me out of the Vicarage now that her duties have ended here, you know.

But I can't pretend she does it with much enthusiasm.

But then over the years, Nannies become much less,

I say, little absent minded.

One of the facts of life she consists in the overlooks

is Lord Hazelmeer's death.

Um, but let me off you some coffee at the Vicarage.

We still more than an hour before the service.

Thank you, Vicar.

Mr Enfield.

Thank you.

Lord Henry Norton, Charlie's uncle,

whom I believe you'll know, Mrs Trotter, is my guest for the day.

Oh, yeah, I'll say I know.

That was the first job.

Assistant cook and the old boys' kitchens.

Oh, well, no wonder he remembers you.

This is how to do the honors for us today,

standing in for the real hour,

who's still grazing innocently in some foreign pasture.

Where is the lab, Mr Enfield?

Canada, so far as we know.

Oh, I know when I ask for pleasure.

I know when I ask for ease.