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I've been invited to Leeds with a charitable ladies circle.

There's nowt charitable about that nest of vipers.

Wheeling those poor lasses out

to make nice for the rich ladies. I was one of them!

Filthy beggars they called us, while you just said nowt!

Recoup the spend on the crane

or not a single other change will be considered.

Please, Adella, help me be a lady.

Leave it, Joe. Don't make a fool of yourself!

Says the greedy great mule herself!

SHE SCREAMS

Are you all right, Miss Liza? Just shove off!

Morning.

Morning.

You know, I've never done this before.

Neither have I.

I'm not the sort of the girl who... I know.

I know you're not.

It's just...

I think you're brilliant, Joe.

You're the only boy I've ever liked.

I like you too.

But let's just keep it between us for now.

Why?

You're not embarrassed of me? No. Of course not.

But I'm already in the bad books with my mum.

And yours doesn't really think much of me, does she?

That's true.

Might be fun to have a secret.

First night apart in 20 years.

I didn't sleep a wink.

I shouldn't have lost my temper.

But I did not like the way Emma spoke to you.

Or how she spoke about this family.

But Joe did punch Lord Bathurst.

You can't blame Emma for being upset.

I want to fit in here, Sam.

I want to make friends. I do.

It's really important to me.

And I shouldn't have lost my temper either.

Can we call a truce?

Do you really think we can pay the crane off in a month?

Hugill has given us no choice.

You have a plan?

I have a hundred ideas of how to make this place work better.

I'll pay it off by the month's end if it kills me.

I promised you all an extra day off, and you will get it.

But we have a point to prove before then.

So, hear me out.

I won't have good men and women put in danger by faulty equipment,

like I was.

But we've got to fight for it,

because the other shareholders want it paid for by us.

CROWD MURMURS

So, let's show them how it's done.

Let's pull together, up the momentum and fight our corner!

Are you in?

Can't make more hours in a day, Sam, and I won't work Sundays.

I'm not asking you to, Albie.

I'm asking those of you who can to come in half an hour early,

cut the chat to a minimum - just for a month.

All us gutties, we could trim our tea break.

Ten minutes instead of 20.

You're on, ladies. We can do this!

We will do this!

CHEERING

Ladies, let's raise those troughs and save your backs.

There we go!

OK, ladies, can you put your knives down?

Gonna give you out some gloves. What?

Here you are. One for yourself.

For you.

Incredible. Huh?

Post, Mr Beesley, for Mrs Hardacre.

Lady Fairfax. No doubt declining Mrs Hardacre's invitation to tea.

Does anything happen in this house without your knowledge, Mrs Dryden?

It does not, Mr Beesley.

That'll be the third rejection this month.

What does she expect after her no-good son attacked Lord Bathurst?

Maybe she'll finally get the message

that no real lady wants anything to do with her.

Something wrong with those sausages?

Not hungry.

MARY CLEARS THROAT Will you pass me the salt, please?

Thank you.

Morning, Hardacres! Why are you so cheery?

I'm always pleased to see your beautiful face, Ma, you know that.

And today's the day we tell Hugill and the board

we've paid off the new crane... in full.

I am so proud of you.

Well... let's hope the board are impressed.

A letter for you, ma'am. Oh, thank you.

I invited Lady Fairfax for tea.

Oh, what a shame. She's been laid low with a chill.

Oh. Just like the rest of your fancy friends.

Lady Beaumont had an upset stomach, actually. Oh, right.

And what was ailing the monster of Malham Manor, then?

Lady Fitzherbert had a fever. Mm.

Seems like the grand dames of Yorkshire are dropping like flies.

What are the chances of that?

I don't believe it. What?

Look.

"The Marquess and Marchioness of York are delighted to announce

"the engagement of their daughter, Lady Adella Fitzherbert,

"to Lord Hugo Arthur Bathurst."

I didn't think she'd go through with marrying that horse-faced idiot.

Enough. You made it very clear what you thought at the Fitzherberts'.

Right, Liza, we'll pay a call to Malham Manor.

Congratulate Adella. Eh?

Do we have to? Yes.

I will not have this family become social outcasts. Do you hear?

Right, it's best I get going.

Have a good day, love. You too.

And good luck with Hugill.

Right, be ready to leave after lunch.

Well, you can count me out.

Nobody invited you.

Well, I wouldn't go if you paid me!

You seem very upset Adella got engaged.

Well, she doesn't even like Hugo.

And now she's marrying him.

What about you and Betsy?

I thought maybe I liked her.

I mean, I do like her, but... She's a lovely girl.

I know.

I don't know. It's different with Adella.

I've never met anyone like her.

She's exciting. Exciting's all very well and good,

but you can't build a relationship on that alone.

And what do you really know about her?

All I know is how I feel.

Look, feelings are feelings. A person can't help them.

But you can't lead Betsy on.

So if you see her only as a friend, you've got to make it clear to her.

Now, come on!

What do you think?

I read that purple hyacinths signify a request for forgiveness.

Forgiveness for what?

Our family making a show of themselves. That's what.

Lady Cornwall said, "That's the last time I'm eating cabbage."

Mrs Hardacre and Miss Liza Hardacre.

Oh, I'm so sorry. We didn't mean to interrupt.

Mrs Hardacre.

To what do we owe the unexpected pleasure?

Well, we wanted to congratulate Lady Adella on her engagement.

But I also wanted to apologise again for what happened at your soiree.

Purple hyacinths.

Someone's been studying their floriography.

Thank you, Mrs Hardacre. How kind.

You and Liza should join us for tea.

Oh, no, no, no. We wouldn't want... We insist.

Don't we, Mama?

You're here now.

I am so sorry not to have made it

to the hall for tea last week, Mrs Hardacre.

I'm just glad to see that you're all feeling much better.

Thank you, dear.

Is that wise, Adella?

One must be mindful of one's figure as the big day approaches.

Liza, why don't I show you the sketches for my dress?

But we are discussing the guest list.

Oh, you don't need me for that.

I'm only the bride.

Oh, thank you.

So, as I was saying, I'm hoping Her Majesty will make an appearance.

If she's not up at Balmoral, of course.

Joe?

Can I talk to you?

I need to tell you something.

Actually, I have something I need to tell you.

You first.

You know how fond I am of you. You know how fond I am of you, too.

I've really enjoyed our time together. So have I.

But I don't think me and you can go any further.

I don't understand.

These last few weeks, we...

..you know. I know.

I'm so sorry.

I should've never have let that happen.

And I promise I'll never tell anyone that it did.

I thought you wanted us to be together.

I just don't see you that way, Betsy.

And you deserve someone who does.

You can't mess with people's feelings like this.

Cos you're rich you can treat people however you want?

No, I'm just trying to be honest. Honest?

You're not honest. You pretend all the time.

Pretending to be a fancy gentleman, pretending to be a boss.

You can lie to yourself all you like.

But I see you, Joe.

I've always seen you.

Welcome to Hardacre's Fish Merchants, gentlemen.

I really appreciate you coming down.

I think you're gonna like what I have to show you.

Well, there she blows.

Isn't she a beauty? How does it differ from the old one?

The steam cylinder winch means that she can lift three tonne an hour

instead of one.

Is she paid for? That's what I want to know.

Paid for in full, Mr Hugill.

This way, everyone.

Shaw used to throw the fish guts away.

But now we grind them into fertiliser

and sell it to the farmers.

That's a whole new source of revenue.

Right, follow me.

Lena Temple, gentlemen. Fastest gutter on the east coast.

Show the gentlemen your gloves, Lena.

They protect from cuts and injuries.

Getting salt in the nicks smarts like a bugger, let me tell you.

Which has reduced stoppage time by a third.

And with all these changes leading to increased profits,

I have another proposal. What other proposal?

I want to reduce workers' hours.

The increased efficiency means

we can hit the same profits we always have on fewer hours.

Workers on the same pay, you on the same dividends.

Everybody wins.

Is there somewhere we can discuss this amongst ourselves?

Let me show you to the office.

They don't give much away, do they?

BETSY SOBS

What's wrong? Betsy?

Me and Joe...

..been keeping company with one another.

Since when?

A few weeks.

But he broke it off with me.

Oh... Oh, sweetheart.

How far did it go?

Just a kiss and a cuddle.

SHE SOBS

The silk is from China, the lace from France,

and if the waist is any more than 20 inches,

there will be hell to pay.

She doesn't care if I'm half-starved,

as long as I'm dainty.

I'll never be dainty.

I've skipped breakfast for a month, and...

..it hasn't made any difference.

Why bother when you're not under pain of death over a wedding?

At your party, Hugo said...

..something unkind about my size.

As though he can talk about anyone else's appearance.

LIZA LAUGHS

Twenty inches?

How is that even possible?

If you really want to improve your figure...

A corset?

This will never fit me.

You could use these as a helping hand.

Mama gives them to me.

"Trilene tablets, the best cure for stoutness."

I have a cousin who was stout.

But after a couple of few weeks of those, she was as neat as a pin.

One forgets how much organising a wedding takes.

You would not believe the trouble I've had with the flowers.

Oh. Erm...

The gardens at Hardacre Hall are set to be splendid come spring.

We'd be more than happy to help... That won't be necessary.

I'm dealing with my supplier in Holland.

Of course.

But should we need any fried herring for the wedding breakfast,

I'll be sure to let you know.

STIFLED LAUGHTER

Right.

Well...

..Liza and I should be getting back.

Of course, dear. We mustn't keep you.

Goodbye.

Gentlemen, please.

The tour was very informative.

You've done well, Hardacre.

I knew you'd be impressed when you saw for yourselves.

And we are.

The question is,

if you could achieve these profits on reduced hours,

what could you achieve if you stayed as you are?

What will that lot do with extra time off anyway, eh?

Get drunk and make trouble, you mark my words. Steady on!

These are good men and women.

Furthermore, with all the efficiencies you've introduced,

we believe you could cut, say...

..ten men.

Now, hold on, gents.

The whole point was to maximise profits and improve worker welfare.

Careful, Hardacre.

You're starting to sound like a radical.

Let's take a vote.

All those in favour of remaining on the current working hours

with labour cuts of ten men?

I gave the folk out there my word. I won't go back on it.

You'll abide by the vote of the board, Hardacre.

And if I don't?

Then we'll vote to remove you.

TINNY BARKING

You have a nice time with Lady Em?

Did you manage to drink tea and kiss her backside at the same time?

It was lovely. Thank you for asking.

I think I'll take a walk.

Are you all right to do this?

If I don't, the board will force me out.

Then who'll speak for the workers?

Get a shift on, Sam!

I've some plans for fishing for my extra time off.

LAUGHTER

It hasn't gone as well as I'd hoped.

CROWD MURMURS

The board had a vote for reducing working hours.

I lost. You lost? Seems more like we did.

I know. I know, and I'm sorry.

Sorry doesn't cut it, Sam! We broke our backs for you this last month.

ALL: Aye! I'm afraid there's worse to come.

The board have demanded that I cut ten jobs across the operation.

But you set them straight?

My hands are tied, Lena. I was outnumbered four to one.

If there was anything else I could have done, believe me...

We'll not believe another word you say!

They gave me no choice! No choice?

So you're one of them now. Hey! Hey!

If Sam Hardacre won't stand by us, we'll stand by each other.

ALL: Aye!

They think they can lose ten of us?

Let's see how they manage when they lose all of us!

ALL: Aye!

I say we strike! Aye!

Strike! Strike!

ALL: Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!

THEY CONTINUE TO CHANT

Evening. Evening.

Mother.

What's happened?

Well, not only did the board not agree to reduce working hours,

they also said I had to lay off ten workers.

No, they can't do that. They can.

It's one vote per shareholder.

And then when I went and told the workers, they went on strike.

Not that I blame them.

Right. What can I do to help?

Nothing. It's my fault.

I've got to figure a way to put it right.

COCKEREL CROWS

Have you been to bed?

I've spent all night trying to figure out what to do,

and I'm still none the wiser.

HE SCOFFS Who was I kidding?

HE SIGHS

What a mess I've made of the docks. It's not your fault, Dad.

And Fred, my God.

Look how wrong I was there.

He could have been here bloody helping me

if he hadn't have done what he did.

All my grand plans and promises.

Just arrogance.

But now all the men think I'm in cahoots with the board.

They don't think that. Yes, they do.

Go on, son.

Leave me to it.

Fred.

I'm not interested in anything you have to say.

Fred. Fred! Hear me out.

Please.

Oh, good, you're awake.

Oh, just as well,

what with you stomping around like a herd of elephants.

Well, do you fancy a walk? I haven't even had breakfast.

Oh... What's got into you?

It's a beautiful day, Ma! We should be making the most of it!

Oh, fine. I'll find Tinny, I'll take him.

Leave you to it, you grumpy old woman.

Hang on! I'm coming with you.

Blimey, Liza! Are you trying to kill me?

How many times have you outrun the exciseman,

and you can't manage a little walk?

Maybe you're losing your touch, Ma.

Bilge! I'll never lose... Oh!

Bugger and blast.

It's not funny!

What's wrong with you? What's wrong with your eyes?

Nothing! I'm just... I didn't get much sleep, is all.

Come on, muddy arse. Let's get you home. Tinny!

There's something I need to tell you, Dad.

Fred didn't steal that money.

I did.

I took it from the safe, and I put it in his desk.

Why?

I were jealous of how well you two got along,

of how much better at the job he were than me.

I thought if he were out of the way, I'd have a chance to impress you.

What the hell were you thinking?

I know I've let you down.

But I want to put it right.

I've apologised to Fred.

I told him about the board.

That you need help, and I'm not good enough to give it.

So, Fred agrees, he'll take over from me.

You understand what you've done?

You cost this man his job. You made me think...

Yes, I know! And I've never been so ashamed in my whole life!

I'm sorry I believed that of you, Fred.

It looked how it looked.

That's big of you. I heard about the strike.

Joe says you could do with a hand.

And you'd lend it, after all that?

These are my people, Sam.

If I can help, I will.

All right, Joe. You can leave us.

Come on! MA HUFFS

Ugh. My God.

'Ey up!

What's happened to you? TINNY BARKS

Oh, she fell on her backside. Shut it, you!

LIZA LAUGHS

Come on, Tinny!

I haven't seen you at the game for a few weeks.

What, you think I'd play with you again

after you plied me with all that brandy?

As you wish, m'lady.

Come on, Tinny!

TINNY WHIMPERS

Fine. You'll come home when you're hungry, you little traitor!

Er, what have you been up to now?

Look at the state of you!

There's summat strange about Liza.

Huh. Well, you're a fine one to talk.

I'm serious! She's acting odd.

Well, she seemed happy enough when I last saw her.

Aye. That's the problem - she's acting too happy.

Since when has being in a good mood cause for concern, Ma?

She can't sit still, she... she's laughing at nothing,

and you must have noticed she's hardly eating?

She probably just wants to lose a few pounds.

It's normal enough for young ladies. I'm telling you, she's not right.

I know that girl. And you're saying I don't?

I'm saying you'd see for yourself if you bothered to look.

Fine. I'll speak with her.

Good!

Thanks ever so much.

SLAMS CUP ON SIDE

Ooh, come on, Maggie. Put your back into it! I am!

Thanks, Maggie.

Miss.

Ma'am.

Oh. Now, don't you look nice, hm?

Thanks. Adella gave me some tips.

You and Adella are getting along a lot better, aren't you?

Well, she's not as bad as I thought she were.

Once you get to know her.

Well, I'm glad you're making new friends.

So there's nothing... bothering you?

No. Why would there be?

Just Ma. She thinks you've been acting strange.

LIZA SCOFFS

That's rich, coming from her.

That's what I said. THEY CHUCKLE

So there's nothing you want to tell me?

You're not worrying about anything? Nothing.

Well, apart from that silly old woman fussing.

THEY CHUCKLE

Right.

OK.

Well? MARY GASPS

MARY HUFFS

You're worrying about nothing. She's enjoying herself, is all.

Spending time with people her own age.

There is something wrong with that girl.

And there's something wrong with you if you can't see it. Huh.

You, giving me mothering advice?

That's rich.

I can try and talk to the men, but from what you've said,

they won't give up easily. And who could blame them?

My God, I should be standing shoulder to shoulder with them.

HE SIGHS But the board has me over a barrel!

You could try throwing money at the problem.

That seems to be the only thing the board care about.

DOOR OPENS

I'll explain later.

The workers are picketing the gate.

Hugill showed up and tried to order them back in.

Little Pete and he had a... conversation.

We'd best get down there. You have a plan?

It's like Fred said, all they care about is money.

And money is what I have.

So I'm gonna offer to buy them out.

Why don't you let me take the idea to Hugill?

He's not going to even consider it from a radical.

HE SCOFFS

All right. Let's get down there.

PANTING

Miss Liza.

SHE HYPERVENTILATES

Miss Liza!

Liza... What happened? She collapsed outside.

There you go, lass.

Liza?

Liza!

Liza, please... Go get your dad!

I'll fetch the doctor!

MA: Liza, come on!

Liza! Come on, wake up, girl!

Come on, love.

Liza, come on, girl. Wake up. Liza?

Please wake up. Please. Please.

Mrs Hardacre.

Thank you.

Liza... Oh.

Mum, I don't feel well.

What is it? What happened? Everything hurts, Mum.

What do you mean? In what way?

I'm so hot.

Let me help you. I'm so hot.

MR WARD: This way, Doctor. MA: Oh, thank God!

Liza? Liza, can you hear me?

I'm burning.

MARY: We can't get any sense out of her, Doctor.

How long has she been like this? I don't know.

Mr Ward found her outside. Just before I fetched you.

Have you eaten anything unusual?

We haven't served anything out of the ordinary, Dr Mason.

Could she have taken any medications? Like what?!

I suspect there's something

in her system that it doesn't like. I'll check her room.

I need you to take a deep breath.

In through your mouth and out through... No, Liza. Liza.

Liza, I know... Liza, let him help you.

Well? What did Hugill say?

You've just shown the board how profitable this place can be.

They're not gonna give that up. They're not selling.

Damn it!

Dad!

It's Liza!

Could it be these?

Trilene tablets, the cure for stoutness. Yes.

Mrs Hardacre, I need to flush out

any of these that remain in her stomach.

Well, is that safe? Safer than letting any more

of that muck get into her bloodstream, yes.

If you'd like to step outside. No, I'm not leaving her.

Could we clear the rest of the room?

Bring me a bowl of warm, salted water.

LIZA RETCHES That's it. Get it up, get it up.

What's happened? Is she all right? She'll be fine.

Mr Hardacre, I believe your daughter's taken these.

What are they?

They're designed to suppress the appetite.

They're laced with all sorts - arsenic and the like.

Ladies take them to improve their figure.

Are you telling me all this happened for that?

I suspect Liza took a large amount in a short period of time.

Probably in an attempt to hasten the desired result.

But she'll be all right, though?

Everything that was in her stomach is out.

She's conscious and lucid, so the immediate danger's passed.

I want to go to bed now. She'll need fluids and rest,

but... she will be fine.

We can't thank you enough, Doctor.

You'll be all right.

She wouldn't let me kiss her if she was awake.

Not since she was a little girl.

"Get off me, Mum," she'd say.

Stubborn as a mule.

I wonder where she gets that from.

Aye, I wonder.

Never in my life have I felt fear like I did today.

I don't know what I'd have done if she'd... I know.

But she didn't. Yeah, but I should have listened to you.

How could I have missed this?

That's what being a mother is.

A lifetime of wishing you could...

go back and do it all again.

That you could...

That you could be better...

..make better choices.

Oh, Mary, you have no idea how much I wish

I could turn back the clock and do things differently.

You were dragged from pillar to post as a bairn.

The time spent in that...

..in that bloody workhouse.

If I could change it for you, I would. But I can't.

All I can ask is that you forgive me.

You know, I... I tried. I...

I really tried, but...

..I know I let you down.

And I'm sorry.

Oh, Ma.

Is she asleep?

Oh, come on now. You didn't know she was taking those pills.

Yes, but I should have.

Ma knew summat was wrong, but I wouldn't listen to her.

Well, if we're handing out blame...

..you're not the only one who didn't see

what was right under their nose.

Fred didn't steal the money. Joe set him up.

What?! Why? He says he was jealous.

He wanted Fred out of the way so that he could impress me.

Oh, God, Joe!

He was way out of his depth at the docks. Deep down, I knew it.

I just wanna go back to our old lives,

before any of this happened,

because it's been nothing but a bloody curse. All of it!

I know. I know, love. Me too. Er... go back to what, exactly?

Working yourselves into an early grave?

Not a pot to piss in? Abject misery?!

You do understand what's happened here? Oh, I understand all right.

You got everything you ever wanted, and then you let it send you wrong.

In here. You let that stuck-up cow up the road

make you think you weren't good enough.

Ma! You're no better.

So what if those clowns at the board want to play silly buggers?

Let 'em. Since when did you lie down and die at the first punch?

The only curse that money's brought

is that it's made you forget who you are.

We're Hardacres. We never, ever give up. We fight.

And it's high time you two remember that.

Hey up. How's Miss Liza doing?

Doc says she's gonna be fine.

Sorry. Don't be daft.

Crying is understandable.

You've had a bad day.

It would have been a lot worse without you.

So, I, er...

I came to say thank you.

All part of the service.

As is... a cup of tea to calm the nerves?

Oh, have you got anything stronger?

Oh, aye.

Ma's right about me.

Well, she's right about me, too.

I hate it when that happens.

And you were right an' all, Sam.

About the way I've tried to fit in with Emma and her lot.

I'm sorry.

Aye, well...

..I'm sorry too.

I was always running away to the docks.

I should have been here.

Oh, we've both messed up.

And look where that's got us.

Remember when we got 'ere?

I thought that nobody could ever treat us like dirt again.

But you see, the likes of Emma will always think

they're better than the likes of us.

You know, just sitting there in judgement,

telling us that we're too...

loud, coarse, just too much.

You know, they want us to feel ashamed so we'll be quiet

and just follow along like sheep.

It's exactly the same with the board.

You know Hugill reckons I'm a radical?

A radical?!

SHE CHUCKLES

Well, you've embarrassed them by being better,

that's their problem with you.

And they're idiots, who wouldn't know a day's graft

if it bit them on the backside. Aye.

Four idiots deciding the lives of a hundred.

Four idiots, a hundred workers...

Four idiots, a hundred workers...

Four of them, a hundred of us.

You've cracked it, Mary! Shh...

It's the numbers. It's always been the numbers!

What are you talking about?

I'm gonna do what Ma said.

I'm gonna fight. And so are you.

What's your father up to this time?

Remind me, Mr Hugill, it's one shareholder, one vote, yes?

I fell for her nonsense,

so I'm the one that's gonna set things right.

You are a nasty piece of work, Lady Emma!

You're nothing but a common thief!

That boy's trouble. You're better off without him.

Do you love me? Aye, course.

I'm running away.

There's a ship from Liverpool to New York next week.

A lady can't just run off to America unaccompanied.

What if I wasn't unaccompanied?