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A man that has born up a woman with but a short time to live and is full of misery.

He comeeth up and is cut down.

It's been a ghost.

No such luck.

Lottie!

Grandmother, that money, that 78 pounds ten, I've got it.

What?

I've got it.

Gramps gave it to me just before he died.

Oh, the cheek.

The dead and tree, giving away my money.

It wasn't really your money.

Well, he was my husband.

What's his was mine?

How do I know he gave it to you?

I've told you.

How do I know it's the truth?

You can believe what you like.

Yes.

It's the truth.

Yes.

He gave it to me to pay for singing lessons.

Singing lessons, does your mother know?

No.

No, I didn't think she would.

So?

I'd like to give half of it to you.

Oh, very generous, I'm sure.

No, not generous. Not really.

I want to be a lodger.

Here?

Yes.

I want to work in my own way and mother won't let me.

What sort of work?

The theatre.

Oh my God.

Oh, that's what in the eye for your mother.

I've got talent.

Yes.

No joking.

Please believe in me, Granny.

Granny.

Have a toffee.

We need a bank, Esta.

What about Polly Waller Doodle in the 415?

Surprised if you made you work in a fee.

Well, you know, I did.

I'm a bit out of touch with the four.

Sorry to see you, Gomes.

I shall not forget you, Star.

Oh, you, Fred.

Cap?

Thank you.

Good luck.

I'll show you're doing the right thing.

If you need all over me,

there would have found us.

No where to find us.

They'll see you.

Mary, will you see that my trunk is sent on?

This is about a trunk.

Did I tell you?

I'm moving out.

How are you?

It doesn't suit me here.

Cap's waiting this.

Thank you, Star.

Then it can go. I'm waiting.

What a word with Lottie. In here.

I haven't the time.

Then your bloody well-made time.

No.

Don't you know me.

I've made certain arrangements and I shall stick to them.

So have I made arrangements?

Please take my bag, Star.

Don't no one touch them bags.

Allow me.

Major.

Hi, uh, I'm sorry over there.

Oh, good morning.

Lovely day, isn't it?

See you there off of you?

That's all, Andrew.

Fine, friend, you are.

Where was she heading?

I didn't ask you a destination.

Then you should have.

I had no right to ask you to think.

She's never 21. She's entitled to her little...

Like hell, she has.

Louisa, I think you're behaving very badly.

You're fond enough of independence yourself.

I asked you here to help me.

That's what I'm trying to do.

Not very hard.

You know she must have freedom.

A high-spirited girl like Lottie.

Yeah, well, I'm frightened for her.

I'm going to be free to go out there successfully.

Frightened.

Sure is fear.

Am I jealous?

Perhaps you resent.

That is you, uh, you had to just struggle yourself in those early days.

Yeah, well, certainly because I'm rosest all the way.

Oh, I don't know what it is.

I can't get close to her.

Don't even know if I want to get close to her.

Don't even know for like her.

Anyway, she's gone. God knows where.

My only feeling about it is that if anything happens to it be my fault.

Oh, gosh.

Wish Dad hadn't died.

I'm sick of feeling guilty.

I didn't ask for a daughter, did I?

Oh, really, Louisa.

She makes no effort. She makes no effort at all to understand me.

You can't expect the young to understand?

Then the young.

Well, should they have it all their own way?

Unfortunately, they don't.

Poor things.

If you ask me, the boot's on the other foot.

What exactly do you mean by that?

If you really want to know, Louisa,

I think you're the one who's making no effort to understand.

Quite frankly, you're being down pig headed about the whole thing.

Now, Louisa.

And don't interrupt me.

I've come up to London because you asked me to.

It wasn't convenient.

All I was quite shirty about it, as a matter of fact,

say you jolly well hear me out.

As you fond of telling us, you spent a lot of time and money trying to make lottie into a lady.

But can't you see you're pushing a square peg into a round hole?

Damn it, all you're an intelligent woman.

You must see that lottie has no intention ever being this lady you dream about.

She wants to be herself.

Of course you see her.

And you're hard, you know that lottie is right.

But you can't admit you're wrong, can you?

You just cannot admit it.

Which my dear is why you're feeling guilty because you are guilty of coercion.

Louisa, if you're not very, very careful, you lose the only daughter you ever had.

Well, are those kind words many things?

I'm right there, aren't I?

Seems everyone's right but me.

Well, I think we could deserve a drink.

I certainly need one.

Very brandy sir.

He and Dan's tingy with a brandy marathon.

Bring the bottle there and say...

No, leave that one.

What's your temper like this morning?

Mrs. Trotter, I take it, you mean?

Well, it's a temperous dish, don't know what we do, but we're likely to try it off the elderly, so much as bleak and highly.

If you were to ask Fred that question, I'd rather think the reply would be that she is weighed down by the joys of motherhood.

So...

Isn't that right, Fred?

You're coffee, madam. The new blend you suggested.

Mary, have you heard from Lossie?

You have.

I had a little note last week.

See?

She's all right.

Well, you know where she is, of course.

Swung to secrecy?

Well, I'm only a mother. I can't be expected to be told to wear about some of my only daughter.

I'm sure.

Yes, I'm I, Mary.

Well, I suppose I'll hear soon enough if she's starving.

She's not starving, but I'm sure she won't.

I mean...

Yes, what do you mean?

Just... she's clever, and she's beautiful.

Well, yes.

So she will never go short of protectors.

Well, she...

I've just come to tidy him up a bit.

I don't know. It seems that when we were attentive to his grave, we were to him.

I was a good wife to him. I saw to his every need. He was the one who...

Oh, well.

He's dead now.

He's dead now.

Your selfish, Louisa.

Yes, I'm a little silly to meet.

I missed him at first.

Quite missed him sitting in the kitchen with his clocks.

A funny man.

Secretive.

Oh, well.

I'm all right now.

It's been forgotten me.

I don't mean that.

I mean, I've got something to live for now.

Oh, that's nice.

It's the first time in my life that I'm doing something that I really enjoy.

Good looking little, Julie.

Why, you could say that.

You're coming home for a cup of tea?

I need to talk to you.

No, rather not.

Lucky's moved in with me.

I put the kid along.

There's my little difference here.

He's young.

Never lay off with me. Sit foot in here.

Keeped it like a church.

Well, I'd like to have something tonight.

Somewhere where I could shut the door, bit down his cell, feel nice?

You'll have to let me have more money, Louisa.

I thought that was coming.

Well, Lottie needs things, clothes and all that.

I thought some lover was keeping her.

Oh, no.

So, she got around you, is she?

We have an arrangement, Louisa.

Which I am the operative part.

Lottie doesn't know I'm asking you for brass, as she goes.

No, she knows you will.

No, she'd be angry if she knew.

She's talented.

No, don't be bitter, Louisa. Your spoiler looks.

She can sing and she can act.

Oh, you know.

Because I've heard of frat zinnin' here.

Reminds me of you in your opinions.

Now, I can keep her in food and all that.

I've got a nice young woman in the room above.

Very clever girl, short and tight, piston.

She pays that regular.

But Lottie needs clothes, good clothes.

Well, after all, it's herself she's selling.

And she needs dancing lessons.

You can't do nothing by arms in the world of entertainment.

You seem to know a lot about it.

Out of life to about a game, myself.

Who's that cover to?

She's singing in a smart place this week.

It's a first job.

She's earning good money.

You go in here, Louisa.

She's your daughter.

And she's going to the top.

I've heard him start on the halls.

You'd always tell the ones who were going to the top.

She won't be living here much longer.

I'll never understood you, Louisa.

But I understand Lottie.

I'm going to the hall.

Sam and Lisa, and the usual.

Yes.

At the great big wall, keep turning.

You've heard me.

Never mind if I've thought you.

I told you about that old song, man.

I told you about that old song, man.

You have simply set me a name.

And forever, I'll be true.

Let the great big wall keep on turning round.

Now I've found someone like you.

Oh, yes. There was some talk of a coach.

I know for certain she's bought a new hat for Derby Day.

Excuse me, my friend. I must go. We're very busy.

Yes, I will.

How's the room? It's not safe.

The next stop is my little friend.

I've got a little gift for Fred.

Thank you, Miss.

Fred will be pleased.

Your usual dish?

Oh, thank you, Kanye, my little friend, never.

Of course, Miss.

Fred's most appreciative, Miss.

Oh, good.

She's the most discriminating young lady.

Oh, star.

I should be obliged if you could mention the usual.

Then I'm married to Mrs. Tromer.

Of course, Miss.

Tell your friend, call from the major, madam.

Oh?

He's coming up to stay for a few days if that will be convenient.

Oh, no.

Yeah, no.

Enough to have a double.

Mrs. Smith Barton will not be accompanying madam.

She's taking part in an expedition of an artistic nature to Florence.

Oh, no. That one's hit the major.

So he's coming up for a bit of race, isn't he?

Absolutely.

I don't believe Mrs. Smith Barton appreciates the major's interest in the sport of kings.

No, the others are asking the money shouldn't run.

So, why don't I catch the right?

Exactly madam.

Oh, well. Nice to see the old codger.

They can have his old room.

Yes.

There is another matter.

Yeah, no, no, no. Get that in your thick egg once and for all.

Madam, the lady's been very patient.

Yes, she's been there all right.

Must have been here 30 days in the last month already.

You're a charming woman.

Just chuck her out like I told you.

I can hardly do that, madam.

The lady's a very nice person and American if you could just have one word.

Look, Star, the front hall is your affair, not mine.

I don't like writers.

Especially lady writers. They're all strippers and gossip, so that's that.

Miss Applegate seems very determined and persistent.

And so am I, Star.

I'm engaged and I'll always be engaged.

Yes, madam.

And you can tell it from me.

Bribery and corruption. We're going to know where.

The way to my heart isn't through Fred's stomach.

Yes, madam.

Oh, that's fine. Thank you, madam.

Going in for any competitions this week.

Well, Miss Torem, I'd have another try at Trump's in tidbits.

Rather, a teaser be solved.

Your advice would be invaluable to you, big experts and such veterans, you might say.

I was wondering about the matchmaking video.

Hey, I was wondering about the matchmaking video.

Hey, how about a burning question?

Oh, very good, Miss.

Um, tough flat.

Loved the aspirations.

Oh, very nice, Miss. Thank you.

No go.

I'm sorry, Miss.

My name is his proper of hope. I'm afraid you're wasting your time.

Thank you, Star.

Excuse me.

We have to stop.

We have to solve.

No, thank you, Star Lord Elvix. Just got a lovely new bet.

I say, let's go for a race to somewhere completely obscure.

I popped all dollys hill.

I'm going to have a lovely smash in the way.

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Torem.

Look, this one's private. Will you please go?

Of course, but before I do, I just want to thank you.

Your hotel is really the most delightful place in London.

And this room, the photographs, the beautiful decor, is just perfect.

Exactly as Larry described it to me.

Who's Larry?

Larry, Rickam Baker, he's my cousin.

Oh, Ricky Tiki's your cousin, is he?

Yeah, he told me all about you.

What a truly beautiful, kind person you were.

Yeah, well, I am to some, and not to others.

Your cousin, absent me, a brave Aime, an end, a polar player, end a gentleman.

You happen to be a scribbler.

They don't like scribblers, especially female American ones.

Oh, but it was Larry who suggested that I came over to see you.

I mean, your name is quite a household word in the States.

Yeah, well, you don't hear.

I'm private and exclusive like this hotel, and they'd exclude you.

Oh, I meant only for a few households, just the best, the very few, your old friends.

I mean, they want it.

Yeah, what do they want?

They want me to write a little book for them.

Nothing to do with newspapers about you and your hotel setting down all your great successes

and wonderful memories.

They think you owe it to history.

I don't owe nothing to history.

Well, what I really meant was...

How would you do that then?

What?

Where would you make this book?

Well, whenever you've got a few moments free, you could just tell me about your life,

and I'll write it all down for you.

And how would you do that?

I told you, look, I've got the verbal diary.

What was that done?

Oh, I can write in shorthand a hundred words a minute.

Yeah, well...

I'd have to read it, you know, before it was printed.

See if I liked it.

Oh, of course Mrs. Trotter.

I'd write it all out for you.

You must agree to every word that would be part of the bargain.

Bargain, eh?

So the bargain time, is it?

When do you want to sell?

Today?

Now?

No, no, no, I'm too busy.

Say tomorrow evening.

When things are a bit quieter.

Everyone's nice and comfy after they've died.

Oh, thank you, Mrs. Trotter.

It'll give all your friends so much pleasure to have such a lovely souvenir.

Hang on, I'm not gone yet, you know.

Miss, uh, Apple Blossom, whatever you know, he's...

Applegate.

Applegate.

Well, I never thought she would.

I wouldn't have given ten to one.

I don't know how she did it.

Mrs. Trotter's always had a soft spot for Americans.

But not ladies, no journalists.

She's got a good head, no shoulders, that young lady, Brage.

I reckon you could strike matches on both of them, wouldn't you?

Mr. Stark, do you think to see?

Just go out the post if you keep your eye on t-s, baby.

Well, I'll post it with the rest of the mail.

Oh, prepare to do it, yourself.

He's getting a senile, this is trouble.

It's his tic-bits competition, he's very particular.

No, he's going a bit upstairs if you ask me.

Uh, Fred and me was thinking of taking a little stroll in St. James's park a bit later on,

being a nice evening.

Fred still has a regretful tendency to chase the ducks,

and we thought the restraining influence of another female might, um...

Hmm, all right, Fred, that would be nice.

We could chase the ducks together.

Boy! Boy!

Cubby!

You started his career out east.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

It is something that is not going to win.

No.

Evening, Stark?

Good evening, Fred.

I have an appointment with Mrs. Trotter, so I'll just call her.

I'm sorry, Miss.

Mrs. Trotter isn't here.

But we made a date.

I imagine Mrs. Trotter's been unavoidably detained.

She's got off down to her house party, dear, himself for the racing.

Here, don't you go sniping no more of my nectarines, Mr. Merriman?

Lead a couple for Serani's patch.

You must have the stuff coming out of these ears.

You'll get your own in future.

They were short at Cubble Garden this morning.

Perhaps if you was up a little earlier.

Put that back.

You can have one of that's all.

I need the rest for tomorrow's lunch and work that million hairs giving.

For my Fontaine Blusser, please.

Job top, Parvino.

Prophet here.

Give him ten wood nose to the difference.

No, but Mrs. Trotter will.

Yeah, that one we need, shoot it.

Mr. Merriman.

That makes the point Miss Applegate then runs off to her racing fridge without so much as a word of apology.

You won't get her to change us, bucks.

There's more than ever there was.

She seems to think she's the Queen of Sheba.

Yeah, she's got these old tent coming down around her ears.

One of these days, go pop my words.

I think it's terrible to wear Mr. Merriman's pinches and nectarines.

Grooses them all.

I'll pinch your miffy cums down here again stealing my fruit.

Don't fit your cup, Mrs. Cockles.

Good what?

Pinch Mr. Merriman.

He's all large and dried up.

How can Egyptian money?

Now, just you finish off what you're doing and get up to bed and stop passing remarks.

Mrs. Cockles.

The four winners start majoring me.

The four winners.

The congratulations, Madam.

Which horse is major?

Oh, er, er, he'll know it.

Yeah, well, all I know was the loves one, but so drunk I can hardly see him.

Do you have a...

Come on, that's the one, Major.

Excuse me, Madam.

The American lady's been waiting since yesterday.

Oh?

Miss Applegate.

Apple bum.

Never heard of her.

Oh, hello, dearie.

Major, this is Miss Applegate or something or other.

She's Ricky Ticky's sister.

Do you remember him?

He was the one at Clanderland Postley.

He'd take a big bin.

Oh, come on, little people.

We'll have a glass of wine.

Oh, don't wanna worry about him.

That's Ronnie.

When he's not here, he's coming in the Westing.

He seems to be around, because his tailor can't pay his rent.

So he takes it out of Ronnie's clothes?

Oh, I say.

Put up my key on crossbow for me, would you?

I'm afraid the Derby's been run Sir Ronald on Wednesday.

Oh?

Oh, disappointing.

And that was a bald school.

And a penny a week.

I wanted to be a schoolman.

I'm a little bit older than you.

And that was a bald school.

And a penny a week.

I wanted to be a schoolman.

And my parents shoved me out scrubbing and cleaning for a lot.

And nobody's in nothing a year.

And that was no good.

Oh, pardon.

I mean, can't live like that, can you?

Just eating and sleeping.

No hard to get among the knobs.

My family didn't know what else and jokes and laws and ladies was, but I did.

So I told myself to cook.

You've got to be something menial in this life if you're gonna get to know those sort of people.

If you're born in my position, which was no position at all.

And in one day, I got the chance to cook on my own friend.

Oh?

Friends of Wales.

As he was in.

When was that?

Oh, 500 years ago or something.

And he gave me a sobering as a reward.

Here we are.

Have a look at this.

There.

There you can see the teeth marks on it.

Where I bit it every night for luck.

How was that ambitious?

I wanted to be the best cooking England.

This one I became even Mr. Scott for himself said that about me.

Before the wall, cooking was even more important clothes.

Oh, yeah, I'll cook for anyone who was anywhere.

A king, there's a car, the car's a...

Not fruits.

The car's a...

He's sweet, they're funny little folk, because of his way to the door.

Oh, oh.

Game of metal.

Took me out and he's yocked.

Yeah, have a look at them.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

High cliff castle.

Londonderry house.

Buckingham Palace.

My or my.

And what lovely names.

P.A. St. Beaufort on Gile on Bellevue.

P.A.S. rose to me.

It tasted even better than the sounded.

And the number of the courses, seven, eight, nine?

Yeah, sometimes ten or eleven.

How could they eat so much?

Oh, they're great big stomachs in them dyes.

They're ladies, they're great big tits.

Breasts.

Something you'll really build a dress around, not flat loot.

Nothing's got the girls there today.

What did the king like best of all your dishes?

Michael put in.

I took that through him everywhere.

Well, there's a recipe.

Have a look at that.

Take your quails or snipe and trust for braising.

Leave in marinade for hours.

You're a ten or ten.

I'll cook it for you too, and I'll feel your lunch.

Oh, my God.

It's early in line, you're basting with all the research, trust.

Yeah.

And then you wrap your quail in slices of beef, cut this thing as paper.

Takes a bit of doing it.

And the beef will dissolve in the sauce when it's cooked.

What's the secret of your cooking?

Common sense.

What do you say, I thought?

I don't know, Mrs. Twos.

Yes, she does.

What about vegetables?

Well, you always have to pick the best of what's in season.

Even potatoes.

Now, they just got to be perfect.

Not like Michael.

Michael.

Angelou.

Michael Angelou.

Yeah, well, forget that.

What about meat, Mrs. C?

Oh, cook it natural.

Don't mess about with sauces, not like the dough braid.

I mean, a grilled chop to a stand or a fall on the flavour, coming from its own juice.

Yeah, the old French chef who taught me, he used to say, first, as a nose, and zen, lots

of meat.

Yeah, well, then you've fed you parsley and your onions, mushrooms, and you pour on a

good stock, and you put on his hat, and you boil it for one hour.

Got that?

All right.

Pop it in, Mrs. C.

All right.

Oh, it's a must.

Oh, my.

Smells good.

Oh.

What's there ever a Mr. Trotter?

Or is the Mrs. a sort of honoree title that cooks have?

Oh, no, there was a Mr. Trotter all right.

Yeah, we had to chuck him out.

Let me in, Herman.

Yeah.

Made a proper mucker run in this place for our gussy.

Bit of a dard, really.

Dard a drink.

I mean, 13, somewhere by the sea.

Great yard.

Stop here, Wiggin.

Going at the suite.

Yes, ma'am.

You've got to trust it was a butler.

Well, family's friend has shot me of an in-memory, so I did.

How about this place for him, really?

Give him something to do.

How did you ever get the money?

Oh, a book.

Giving people what they wanted.

There was a rumor I heard that I...

Aren't you being told that if you listen to rumors you get your ears burned off?

Yeah, and in a way like two o'clock, I'd tell you this is so good, I'll cover it.

You and me, can we put in a book?

How about that then, friend?

Good data?

Yes, sir, Mr. Meadowman, sir, and under seto.

No, sir, not what I know.

Mr. Arthur Cornelius, Meadowman.

Possibly there's an employee of that name in the establishment, if you'll excuse me for while I'm in.

Black over there after you, Mr. Meadowman.

Where what you want?

I don't know. Not in trouble, are you?

No, it's trouble, as you look for it.

Get rid of him, shall I?

Oh, no.

I've ascertained that there has been a man by the name you mentioned, employed in this hotel,

but unfortunately, quite recently, his services have had to be dispensed with them.

Oh, it's a big pity.

You know what I'm finding, because I've got some really good news for him.

Oh.

Mr. Meadowman?

Hold it!

Now, everything's all right, Mr. Meadowman.

How'd you be all right?

I don't like to...

This is got good news.

Arthur Cornelius, Meadowman, are from Tippits.

You've won our trucks competition, and here is a check for five hundred.

A check for five hundred pounds.

Good boy!

All right!

Get in touch on this thing.

The bleeding is going on up there.

Get in touch, sir.

Give him a minute.

Come on.

Show him a minute.

Hey, now, now.

Get out.

Get out.

You've got a minute.

You've got a minute.

Come on, look.

Take it.

You've got a minute.

Come on, a minute.

Get out.

Get out.

Get out.

Get in touch.

I've played a music hall.

You're one of my players.

My dear.

My dear.

My dear.

I'll be inside waiting for you.

I'm going to get it.

Mr. Merriman, who refused to give his age.

He doesn't know it.

And I've admitted he had never written on a machine before.

Told our reporter that it was off to see a bit of love.

He's been on a machine before he rode off into the thick of London's waste and traffic

with a fortune in his pocket.

Well, I never.

Not giving a baby a bum to play with.

He'll be back when he comes down to earth.

I don't know so much.

I don't know if Mrs. Trotter will have him back.

She's asked me to get all to that temporary bed last year.

I hope she don't give him the keys of the cellar this time.

I wish I could be a competition.

Perhaps Mr. Merriman will not give you a ride on his pillion.

I saved you then. I had a marvelous idea.

We'll thrill them all to the mario.

We'll take our pogo sticks and then when we get bored we can hop out of the window.

Well, let's practice. We do shaming if we fell off.

I saved you here and I'm Kanga.

And I am rude.

What's the secret of making you successful when you're told like this?

There ain't any other or two of these.

Oh, first night.

Hot water and good food and cleaning.

Don't make a bad start.

It's all so beautiful.

It's not like a hotel at all.

I mean, all these beautiful things everywhere.

Yeah, well, I've got all this stuff because when I was young I used to go around cooking at big country, isn't it?

And I thought I'd make this place like one of them, sort of home from home, you guess.

It's gonna be comfortable, it'll be private, no questions asked.

And that don't mean I've telt in here because I don't.

I don't know the world, got this whole chair at the mansion.

Four pounds, five shootings, that course made.

Yeah, long time ago that was...

How old are you, Mrs. Crudill?

Well, you've got to check your app.

Look, help me figure so I can keep me age a secret.

You see that woman over there talking to the manger?

Looks like a child, but she ain't.

We're on a book about her. Round the world in 80 beds.

She's a Danish countess.

I've been big game shooting in Mexico somewhere.

I do say she's got roses tattooed on her breasts.

I wouldn't be done it.

The young man talking to her honorable thing of me, jig, he's an arse-led.

You and therefore always born, speaks when he speaks like a siphon.

No wonder the way his dead drunk.

And the old care to his grandmother, she'd think nothing to go to Buckingham Palace,

wearing a full teeth as a branch.

His uncle, cut your calls for five shins, you're drunk for five pounds.

Don't talk to me about that, family.

I call her five loafers and her two small fishes.

Don't you forget that.

You see, a saffron Walton, he's not a bit of good.

Got Indian other tits.

No, Jones, no, he's a self-flatter in theres all the way.

There's his friend.

Hello.

And this is my lossy. I'm sure you know about her.

Sure as you does, knowing how discreet the guests are in this hotel.

It must be exhausting trying to immortalise my mother.

It is. I'm told I'm the only mistake she ever made.

It was a very pretty one. I had a divine father.

But we must be off.

Mrs. Coligan is giving a party, and she begged me to be early.

She can't wait to be killed.

And I can't wait to get rid of both of you.

Tell me, lady.

Really, Louisa? I can't think.

Why are you allowed driftload pansies like water in your hotel?

No, the tone dreadfully.

I'd like to know where I'll be if it weren't for people like in the pay the bills for

scrimshing in burgers like you.

I don't know why you go around with this nardule, but it doesn't really.

He doesn't pour me like all your lecturers' own sugar daddies.

And he matches my new dress, don't you think?

I say, Louisa, do you think you could cash me a check?

Oh, Marlin, oh.

Well, Marlin.

Shh.

Did you manage a pony?

Shh.

No, blarmy.

I think the only reason people come into this hotel anymore was to bounce stud checks and pay.

And if you put that in your book, I love you. I've been caught, Miss.

Evening.

Oh, leave me that.

Wait, are...

Botler the Popp

Dad?

Nice weather for the time of the year, sir.

Hey, don't you sh-

Well, how's the machine?

He'd vid shit all the divvular.

Oh, what an heck, and drink that stuff.

That rot.

Oh, I think it's yummy.

What'd I call it?

A side car.

Have some more.

Oh, no, rather drink myths.

Stick to champagne, this when I say can't go wrong.

Mother darling, champagne is just the teensiest, wienciest bit, Vyour Chappelle.

I'll give you Vyour Chappelle.

Don't think Marlin's pushed off. Go bar me trying to mix up these boys.

We just have rather different tastes, that's all.

Yeah, not only in drink.

You're being hurried to me.

Oh, love it.

We're in the menu, go around with that tin pot little garden.

Oh, but he's quite a pet.

Yeah, looks if you're at the kept in a kennel.

He's a poop, so wait, you can shoot snarp off of him.

He has marvellous connections.

I thought you were horrid to pour Nigel.

He's a lounge, lis. That's all he is.

He's a lovely parcel carrier, and terribly clever at getting tables and that sort of thing.

You ain't got a bean, you know that?

Of course, when I want beans, I go elsewhere.

Not poor old steady Eddy.

He comes moaning to me, my daughter's a hard little bitch, and she's breaking his heart.

You're getting soft in your old age, mami.

You know as well as I do that Eddy's a dirty old ponzer, and he's got a wife and four children in Hampshire.

It's quite grisly, really.

Poor healthy.

Why'd he go out with him then?

Purely out of kindness.

Anyway, safety and numbers.

How many more are there?

Oh, tongues.

Dreamed dancers like the Raja.

He thrills me to the marrow.

Oh, yeah, I want to be careful with him.

I've only lasted three ladies all at the same time, each on a different floor of the ritz.

Mother darling, I sing for my supper,

but I won't go to bed for it.

Oh, and there's, um, Noel, and Valentine, and Willie, and how co-horts of them.

And David, of course, who always asks me to dance every Thursday at the embassy.

I think he's the most sweet and charming man I've ever met.

Yeah, take some of his grandad.

He asked me to go to the theatre last week.

I'm hardly likely to be on the list of eligible's.

His mother wouldn't exactly approve.

There you go.

Well, fancy day.

What is it?

Return of the prodigal.

I trust you've been satisfied, sir.

Very well, no matter, we're not entirely.

The waiter does know to pull champagne.

He's got garlic on his breath and dirty finger days.

But what are the sandwiches ahead of the crush, Lee Frall?

Oh, well, you're just going to have to pull up our socks, didn't you?

Yeah.

I'm going to have to pull up our socks, didn't you?

Yeah.

I'm going to have to pull up our socks, didn't you?

Oh, well, you're just going to have to pull up our socks, didn't you?

Yeah.

I can assure you it's a good deal cleaner than the last one we had.

Yeah.

You'll be able, sir.

Four quid, four.

Yeah, we're all prices have gone up a bit lately.

J. Lyre, robbery.

Keep the chase.

Hey, hey, hey, come on, my old friend.

A little bit of a lie down for you, I think.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hello, are you ready, darling?

Good night.

I hope I haven't shopped you.

No, not exactly.

One day, I hope I fall in love, properly in love like you and my father.

But not just yet.

It would be terribly, crannly.

Good night.

Good night.

Enjoy yourselves.

Good night.

Enjoy yourselves.

At my expense.

Right, right.

Yeah, right, right.

Mr. Merritt?

Mr. Merritt?

Is it here?

Well, I wouldn't call it that exactly.

Get some black coffee and plenty of it.

Oh, yes.

Did you see life, Mr. Merriman?

Yeah, sure life, all right.

It was my ride home, back.

Huh.

You know, Mrs. Trotter, I think I've just about come to the last chapter.

Oh, yeah, what's that about?

Few rules.

I'm not dead yet, you know.

No, it's about men and love.

Mm, blimey.

The older I get, the less I think I know about either.

Me and the lover.

Yeah.

I'll tell you one thing about Englishman.

They take more trouble over choosing a horse than they do a wife,

and then they come to a place where they're not going to be.

They're not going to be a horse.

They take more trouble over choosing a horse than they do a wife,

and then they come to me complaining that they're misunderstood.

Yeah, they're all the same.

Men.

Oh, you see, their nature isn't it to chase us?

They say, look out, if we get caught by a rum and...

Come on, Joe, most of us slip up some time in our lives.

Oh, I did.

It's the drink.

Of course there are some men who can love only one woman,

but they're very few.

Now, what the most men to me themselves make love to a woman

than it is to play poker or go racing.

They're all luxuries, and most of my mother used.

But Englishmen are meant to be more faithful than others.

Paithful?

Well, it depends what you call faithful.

I mean, there's men who come here, very famous names, some of them,

going to be with a different girl every night.

Maybe under their lawyers, if you was to suggest that they wasn't faithful to their wives.

Of course, most of them got puts of money, which helps.

It's not everything.

They can buy a caviar and champagne and good food and women's bodies,

but you can't buy their hearts.

Sex is only the carrot to get the donkey into the stable.

After that, it's a lottery.

Now, I used to say, if you find love, frame it so you can look back on it.

And that's what I did.

There he is.

My Charlie.

I shall never love anyone else.

Not the measles, loveies, will I? Only get it once.

Oh, I'm all right. I'm very happy.

He means more to me now than he did when he was alive.

Almost.

And I've got my lossy now.

What about God?

Oh? God?

Lolly, you don't offer up a bit.

I noticed you often invoke his name.

Oh, yeah, well, that don't mean nothing.

This just me while speaking. He wouldn't mind.

Oh, so you believe in him?

Oh, yeah, of course I do.

Just don't bother him, not some do.

I mean, got to get on with life, haven't you?

Mind you, sometimes if things get a bit, you know, dismal Desmond.

Oh, Procross of the church in Piccadilly, have a bit of a chat.

Cheers me up, no end.

What about life after death?

Oh, I don't know.

Then nobody does, do they? Not for sure.

No, no, my guess is as good as the Archbishop of Canterbury's or the Pope's.

So let's look on the bright side out for the best.

This one I'll say.

Why not, I didn't mean to interrupt.

No, no, you're not. Come in, sit in.

I can't. I'm on duty.

I said I'd look after Fred at the hall while Starr took marriage, the exhibition to Wembley.

Oh, we'll leave the door open. We'll have a glass of wine.

If that old cripple's still alive, I'll be talking to some other...

...in the house like the bottom of Canary Cage.

Major.

Mum.

You've known Mrs. Trider for a very long time.

Oh, yes indeed, a very long time.

Now, let me see.

Oh, don't go into that. There's no graves.

What do you think is a secret of Mrs. Trider's success?

What do you mean in life?

Yeah.

Well, I don't want to give it a sword in here, do we?

Why not?

Well, I'd say it was humanity.

Yeah.

That's it.

You know, understanding people, making them comfortable and happy.

No, no, no, giving, not taking.

Oh, you terrible, a batter up over when it comes to women.

I believe him.

Yeah, well, maybe.

What you've given you, Silav?

And what you've saved, you lost. That's what they say.

Oh, there you are.

What a one.

Comrion, on, if there's any left.

Use your motorbike.

My hurry up.

Merriman, may I ask your question?

Yes.

What do you think is a secret of Mrs. Trider's success?

Oh, I'm... you can say what you like.

Uh, success this place.

Well, we're psyched with it down to a meter snobber to bully.

Both very useful, runny or tilly this sort.

Oh, yes, very important.

Oh, it's lovely. It really is.

Where there any real lines there?

Oh, yes.

And best.

And silver boxes.

And a real waterfall, you can eat them to the lake.

Then we went down the Comrion.

Oh.

Made Mary feel quite at home.

It ponies, Davey lamps, everything.

What have you got, Ethel?

You just won't eat waste, so...

Oh, baby, bad thing.

They have a lightest thing.

No, we're not going to have that till day, are we?

And your silver light.

That is Mr. Starr and I.

Struck the black or white china cat in the palace of industry.

Oh, no.

Oh, and there was a big statue of the Prince of Wales made of butt.

Oh, really?

There's someone straggin' that girl.

Why can't you listen to Mary and Mr. Starr telling us about their exhibition at Wembley,

study the listening to that thing?

Well, OK.

Now, the next mission to talk about the Great Exhibition,

Crystal Palace Night Park.

I like the look of Gabe Sultana.

How many times have Starr and I told you?

Not to waste your money on two-year-old selling platers.

Oh.

Now, fair feel swam in the 230, this more like it.

We might, uh, pop along to Sander, all right?

Oh, I can't go racing with you every day.

Oh, sorry.

Don't get much chance now, then.

Enjoy your stay up here, have you?

Oh, very much.

It's been marvelous seeing all my old friends again.

Still nice to get back to the peace and quiet of the country

after the Hurley-Berley London Tower, eh?

It's, it's, uh, it's, uh, very nice.

Stay nice and muh, say, peaceful, as you say.

What do you do all day? Fish?

Well, though, fishing proved a bit of a disappointment, actually,

but there are plenty of other things to do.

I've taken up golf.

Not much for game.

And I do a bit of gardening, you know,

and the general manager came up bridge in the evenings

and things will be lifing up no end soon.

Nolives starting up a pottery in the village.

She wants me to help with it.

Oh, it's, I'm, uh, I'm very happy, really.

Pottery, eh?

Mm.

You're bold, stiff, aren't you, measure?

Too good man to say so, but you are, aren't you?

I can read you like a book, always good.

It's, it's not Olives' fault, not a bit.

She looks after me awfully well, it's just...

Well, I, I suppose I was too old to transplant, you know.

I don't seem able to get in her roots down.

And coming back here has been like coming home.

Living here all these years, taking it all rather for granted,

it's become my home.

Yeah.

And without really knowing it, you'll probably laugh,

but, uh, I've discovered I've grown very fond of.

Of you.

Very fond indeed.

I've forgotten what I mean.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Now, why should I laugh at a compliment?

You've seen me through some difficult times, mate.

You took some doing.

It's only my way.

Don't have to spend all your time down here, Suffolk.

Come and be with me, like I'll keep your own room on for you.

You come up for, uh, meetings, regimental reunions.

It probably won't be too busy with a pottery to notice.

We'll do a bit of racing.

That way you can have your champagne and drink it.

I knew you'd have the answer.

I wouldn't have risked embarrassing you by my confession.

You're all glad you did.

Excuse me, Madam. Could me and Mr. Star have a word with you, please?

Yeah, yeah, come in.

Now, you stay, Madam.

What was this delegation, eh, of... What's the trouble?

Oh, there's not exactly any trouble, Madam.

You see?

Well, you see, Madam, me and Mr. Star,

you're safe, I should say.

Oh, should you?

What have we been thinking of getting married?

Married?

No, you take my advice.

Excuse me, Madam. I think I should explain that we're...

We are engaged.

Officially.

Well, it'd be quite about it, must I?

Oh, we thought we'd wait to tell you till it was...

Official.

What was that mean?

Put in their terms, or tell the king, or something?

The ring.

We just didn't want to make things difficult for you.

No, my king's difficult.

Will you all make things difficult for me, aren't you?

You both know more rooms, well as I do. No married servants.

Yes, Madam.

Why did it happen?

You both swan, bar, sudden passion or something?

Oh, no, Madam.

Mr. Star's been fussing about for years and years.

Oh, is he?

Only I never would take him serious.

And then last week, when we were at the Wembley exhibition,

well, first we both have got the chance to stroke the lucky cat

and the gas pavilion.

And then, Joseph caught me in a wares, as you might say,

on the Jack and Jill slide, and I said I would.

He isn't much to look at, but he's got nice little ways,

and then I'm very fond of Fred. They need a home.

Well, I was under the obviously mistaken impression that they had a home.

I hope they were fun and another one.

If that means, Madam, that you wished to dispense with our services,

my fiance and I are not prepared to look.

Oh, shut up, Star!

Yann, give me time to speak, let alone think.

I'll let you know, Madam, that decision at a later date,

when it happens.

If it happens.

Let me shake.

I'm a snake, it'll be on my back, get him a saucy gaze.

This loyal, on the hand.

I'm not a dail, Louisa, that's going a bit far.

You could hardly expect Star to consult.

Oh, I'm not talking about Star.

He most likely can sell to him, sport in life,

or his bloody dog. I'm talking about Mary.

I'm a Welsh Mary.

My mother, father, sister to always is,

dragged her up at the gutter, given her everything.

She's given you.

Nothing.

Not a dickie bird, not so much a bio-leave.

Blackmail, that's when it is coming in here,

chatting as she's engaged in a flesh and a bloody ring in the face.

And I thought I was the last to be told,

I bet the whole hotel knew.

But kitchen, old Mary metal, Mrs. Say, all conspirators, and you.

What?

You knew about it, didn't you?

Oh, well, yes, I did, actually, they told me.

I gave him a drink last night, actually.

A two-major.

I think really is fine to me as all that.

Well, no, not frightened to check in.

I'm just soft in the old age.

You haven't brought me.

Well, I'll show them. They get married.

I'm going to set those two.

They're going to be made of full of by my own stuff.

They can go to hell, as far as I'm concerned.

Humanity, understand.

Yeah, well, those weren't my words.

Don't check them making me face now.

They had that little flat empty at the top of the anach.

Did you know a bit of a sudden?

Things won't be a bit different.

They'd probably save him money.

No, no, no.

Never so good when they married on servants.

Wouldn't have happened before the war.

It's not before the war.

Things have changed.

Never look back.

I seem to remember that was one of Mrs Trotter's favorite sayings.

Well, it was a bloody silly one, if it was.

Well, I need a drink.

And that's another of them.

Another one.

Another of our favorite sayings.

When I heard the news, you could have knocked me down with a feather.

I said to Ethel, I said, well, she'll knock me out of those two.

You mark my words.

You're well, love all sway, love will have its way.

That's what their sayings is copied.

You're becoming quite a poet, Mr Mary.

Mrs Trotter's ringing for waves to come up quick.

She was taught she needed something which stopped her than wine.

Ethel, what's the matter with you?

Don't say use your amplitude.

We don't want salt in the sorbet.

I'm too...

...game married.

What's wrong with that?

We've both been married, haven't we?

We're both. We're down.

Now look, I'm not speaking for myself.

We'd ask can get married again, especially young, good looking ones like you.

I don't want to get married again, but she's got...

...crying all I want.

It's my clive back.

It's all I want.

Time will heal.

No, it won't.

And I'll never get to see that Wembley exhibition.

Unless they have outings for all which else.

Look, you go and sit down. I'll finish this.

She does make life hard for herself, that girl.

Don't sound like Dean Petty for me.

Meant to be Hopper, cos I've had two life.

You like a parent house at the zoo?

It's an hour of Irish song and humour.

Hey?

Shh!

Bloody inventy, that thing should be shot.

That's what I think, and Fred agrees with me.

Yeah, man, what about this?

What is my underwear?

Colston, corner shop in agreeable suburban district to backen this confectionery news agency, established business.

That's a nice area, a lot of good places to take Fred walks.

I'm not slaving away day and night in a crowded little shop.

While you go down the pub for a chat, sort it Fred on the recreation grid.

Creation ground?

This park's in Colston, big cars.

Where there was recreation grounds where I come from.

We stay in here.

Slaving the rest of our lives for her?

It's not sleaving for one thing.

And another thing.

She's been kind enough to offer us a nice little flat to ourselves.

Funny, cos she wants to keep us.

And another thing.

There's such a thing as loyalty.

Loyalty?

After the way she spoke to us the other day.

Shut up, the beautiful shop, that's all.

And no one did.

Look, Mary.

When we're married.

Well, we aren't married yet, are we?

One of sometimes wonder if we ever will be.

You serious?

You're...

But Fred and I are staying here.

Aren't we, Fred?

Whatever you decide to do.

All the women turning against me, as per usual.

No wonder men never get a chance.

Never have.

I never will.

If I were to search my memory for the finest earthly example of a guardian angel,

I should unhesitantly plump for Mary Phillips.

He looks after Mrs. Tropper with devoted tenderness and attention.

I like that.

I like the whole thing, actually.

Quite remarkable.

Finish then.

Have you made your own?

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.

That's an incredible.

Finish then.

Have you made you?

Mm.

I was flooded to see that one or two suggestions had I'd made when included?

Who else have read it?

Well, Evan, and I'm not going to.

There he is.

I like the beginning.

Very good.

My cousin had warned me that the rates were negligible if Mrs. Tropper liked you.

Exorbitant if she didn't.

That the food was delicious when you finally got it.

That most of the guests were mad as hatters.

And that Mrs. Tropper was the most remarkable woman in England.

Absolutely true.

Should be a remarkable thing, you know.

Yeah, it should be. But it's not gonna be because it's going in there, where it belongs.

Look, I can't do that.

I can't, but I have. But it's all true.

You know, but it's private.

It's not gonna be written down so people have no business to can read it.

The poor American woman.

She's not poor, a cousin Ricky's got $40 million.

Anyway, told her, I don't like scribbles and all their scribbles.

That's my last she's writing about.

I'll do what I like when my life always abdon't always will.

Oh, come on, says that when Mr. LaPati.

You're waving love into a mad jazz pattern.

Ruled by Pantellum.

Poor little Rickshkah.

Don't drop a stick too soon.

All right, all right.

What's your thing?

Cook of the kitty.

Oh, Mr. Porter, madam.

It's love.

At the club, one evening Jones was telling all his pals how much he hated girls.

Despise their golden coals.

You'll never catch me with a girl.

You bet your life said hey.

Girls, possess no charms for me.

Being one chaper Jones began to mare.

Picked up his cane and said to him, come here.

Oh, Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Gerandile.

Last night in Apollo

Our fire hor Treasure screams.

A sword in a up half....

A surprise

In back of honor...

A reclaimed console.

A aw Still daddy.

Cl FOXING

sing

power

Letting Hands

Be Me

Go to change

H distilled

premium

Oh, Jack, that's your naughty boy!

That's why I think the pain will light my soul!

Yeah, my soul!

Yeah, me, the night's still in the palm!

And you were so big for the joy!

And you told me when I was a school!

You were all your own, your naughty boy!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Come on, man! They see that!

It's time for bed!

Who knows everyone?

Good night!

Go, bless you!

Thank you!

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