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I'm going to go ahead and get the

one.

I'm going to go ahead and get the

one.

I'm going to go ahead and get the

one.

I'm going to go ahead and get the

one.

I'm going to go ahead and get

the one.

I'm going to go ahead and get

the one.

And now a toast to you Mr.

Marshm, wishing you the very best

of luck in your new job and every

happiness in life.

Here you go.

Thank you for everything.

For the great opportunity you gave

me, I'm for your friendship.

60 loves me, 70 done, eight where

love was both, nine he comes, ten

hit her wrist, 11 he cooks, 12 he

marries.

How was my life?

Oh, she's fine.

It's a lot of me.

Please, Mrs. Marshm.

Miss Bramwell.

For me, whatever is it?

Open it and see.

And a more vegetable or mineral,

Mr. Marshm.

Animal.

Most definitely animal.

You must be delighted with your

husband's promotion, Mrs.

Marshm.

Yes.

I don't know how we've managed on

his salary from the thrift.

Mr. Marshm says we'll be able to

afford a house made when we go to

Edinburgh.

Oh, really?

What is it?

It's a zoo-er-trop.

I'm afraid you'll have to elaborate.

Let's put it on this table.

Stand up through the window and turn

this handle.

It's a bird flying out of the cave.

Excuse me.

It's beautiful.

This is a bird flying out of the

cave.

Excuse me.

It's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

Mr. Marsh, and we're going to miss you very much indeed.

Yeah, thank you.

You've been most kind and very generous.

I'm only sorry to be leaving you before you found another that needs to test.

Well, then very short supply.

You mustn't worry about that.

I sure will find someone to step in.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

Yes, of course.

I'll be fine.

So, dear?

You're wondering where you are?

I can't go back in looking like this.

Yeah, let me try.

No.

Well, come along.

Of course, enough offence already.

Devin knows what they're thinking of us.

What happened to Mrs. Marsh?

Oh, she spilled coffee down the front of her dress.

Oh.

Oh.

Some brandy, Mr. Marsh.

Oh, that would be very nice.

May I offer you another coffee, Mrs. Marsh?

No, thank you.

I can't stay. I shouldn't be here at all.

I don't go.

I've got something for you.

What?

Oh, it's beautiful.

It's your worth it, Kate.

Mind you, keep it under your blares for now, right?

I mean, a little secret.

Yeah.

Daniel, I'll go get back.

What on earth does that girl feel she's up to?

It looks like she's enjoying herself.

Joe?

You're the young ones, too, Sylvia.

I'm sure we never behaved like that.

We've been in love, weren't we?

Well, she'll lose her job and she'll have no one else to blame.

Come in.

Mrs. Marsh, um, good morning.

I was expecting to see a Mrs. Shaw.

Oh, I made the appointment in that name.

I see.

I hope you don't mind.

No, no, not at all.

Please take a seat.

Thank you for a most enjoyable evening.

It was our pleasure.

Did you leave something behind?

No, that's not why I came.

There was something I wanted to see you about.

Yes?

Something I'd like to sort out before we leave.

You needn't be embarrassed, Mrs. Marsh, I'm used to hearing about people's private worries.

I've got a swelling.

Where is it?

I'm sure I don't know what we'll do without you, Mr. Marsh, um...

Do you mean you'll miss me, Nox, come?

I didn't say that.

I meant what we'd know replacement found would be rather farfeaten working all hours.

Yes, sir. I'm sorry to be leaving everyone so busy.

Mrs. Marsh, I'm glad to be moving, I expect.

Yes? Yes, she is.

I thought so.

That's car.

I want you to know I've very much enjoyed walking here.

No, whether you like or not.

I will miss you.

Likewise, I'm sure.

And you have three children?

Yes.

The oldest must be about twelve, is that right?

Yes.

Good, and how many pregnancies?

Six.

Two miscarriages and we lost a little boy at five months.

Two years ago.

I'm sorry, I had no idea.

Pasta went in his sleep.

Miss Bramwell, can this be a secret between us?

Of course, anything between us is confidential, but I really think you should consult your husband, don't you?

I don't want to trouble him, or within your job in the move.

I'm sure he'd want to know.

I was hoping you would just give me something for it and I'd never bother him.

I understand that there are things that a wife doesn't want to talk to her husband about, but if you should require any treatment, it might be difficult to keep it a secret.

I know he wouldn't like it that I came to see you first.

I understand.

Perhaps.

Perhaps you'd like me to talk to him first.

Oh, yes.

It might sound better coming from you.

She has a swelling.

Yes.

Her big.

About that size.

Not something you'd miss.

No.

I think you should speak to her about it, don't you?

Sounds like a sister, a tumour.

Well, it is surprisingly common for women to find cysts in their breasts.

She's my wife and she chose to tell you about it.

Who's the Fairfax come about, Mr. Martian?

Thank you, Sydney.

That thing's going to last long in this place.

Thank you, Sydney.

Mr. Martian, you must feel that I've intruded upon something very private, and I'm sorry for it.

I can manage on my own this afternoon.

Thank you.

Since your work has up until now been in private, clinics, Mr. Fairfax, how do you think you would cope with the process?

Do you think you would cope with the patients we treat at the thrift?

A suriente's, emplavant bonus, edividetes, demitis, inanes.

I'm sorry.

He had filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he had sent empty away.

I see.

As far as this sort of work is concerned, Dr. Bramwell, he is my guide.

Quite.

Thank you.

Thank you.

No, no, I'm back.

Good to be.

Once this is finished, we can pack all the linen, and there's just the curtains and the drapes.

And then we're nearly there.

This is for a big house, Mark.

And this, yes, and no damp, so they say.

Pa!

You're her, my lady.

Please leave her in, children.

Your mother and I need to talk.

But can't we?

No.

Bloody hell.

All of this, and there's just two of them.

Let's...

Don't let go.

No.

They seem to touch you, Danny.

I won't break it.

See you, Danny.

Look.

Yeah.

It's magic.

Yeah, it is.

And so are you, Kate.

Do you think so?

Really?

Of course I'll do.

Do you think it's serious, Joe?

I don't know.

Well, Miss Bramwell said I might need treatment.

Surely that means it is serious.

I mean, she wouldn't have said it unless she thought.

I really don't know Sylvia.

Perhaps you should ask Miss Bramwell.

I'm sorry.

Are my such an unfair husband that you couldn't come to me first?

Forgive me.

This is all come as a shock.

The best thing is for me to examine you and assess what we should do next.

I've already been examined.

Sylvia.

Please.

If only I could think of something.

For some body.

Perhaps you're not offering enough money.

Of course I'm not offering enough money.

You certainly have to not shut.

Marcia was prepared to live on the pitons because he believed in the work.

And we were giving him experience. He couldn't gain elsewhere.

Now is a house surgeon. He could earn 100 pounds of heater.

Well, money isn't a doctor's only consideration.

Well, I can hardly offer prestige in its place, can I?

They're back.

They're back.

Who was it?

It was her this afternoon.

I always knew Marcia was good.

Now I'm beginning to think he's irreplaceable.

Well, I rather doubt that.

But it was happened Kate.

Everything in order, Kate?

Yes. Thank you, Dr. Braumwell.

Tiana.

Hmm. Please.

Hmm.

You'll take tea, Kate.

Yes, Dr. Braumwell.

Kate, since we've one of her dizzy moods.

Hmm.

Please stop.

Shush.

Right there.

Shush.

Right there.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

Shush.

My father.

I love you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Now, Professor Osborne is the man that you need to see.

He has a clinic in Harley Street.

If you'd allow me, our affirmis is Marcia was one of my patients.

Should speed things up considerably.

Thank you.

Osborn has worked with breast cancer for years.

He's had some considerable success.

Well, let's just hope that he can put your mind at rest.

Can't say I'm familiar with his name.

But if your sure he's the right man, well,

when it comes to one's own wife, no doctors

well enough qualified.

No.

But if Mrs. Martians to get the best treatment and fast,

you're going to have to begin by trusting someone.

But this can talk to him.

See what he has to say.

There's nothing to lose by it.

By which I mean he may provide you with an answer.

OK.

Mrs. Martian.

Your wife is 29, Dr. Martian.

Yes.

And she's a mother three times.

Yes.

Can I run dressed behind that screen?

We'll run along.

She's entering the most common age for breast cancer, of course,

but she's still at considerably less risk than a spinster.

If it is cancer, what would the treatment entail?

Removal of the breast, taking anything from 15 to 45 minutes.

I've done it in six.

Right.

Let's see what we've got.

Cade.

Miss.

I couldn't help noticing that you were entertaining a guest

in the house yesterday.

Miss?

Is he your young man?

Yes, Miss.

I'm sorry, Miss.

You know, you really should ask before you invite someone

to the house.

I'm sorry, Miss.

Well, you'll know next time.

I thought he looked very nice.

Oh, yes, he is, Miss.

You made dress.

How is she?

I'm not at liberty to discuss the conclusions

of my examination with you.

As one of Dr. Bramwell's patients,

you must pick up the results from him.

I'm a colleague.

Surely.

Where did you study medicine, Dr. Marsham?

Glasgow.

I see.

Well, there is a procedure to follow.

I'm sure you understand.

I am a specialist and I deal with doctors and not patients.

Good day to you both.

OK.

You barely spoke a word to Mrs. Marsham

and he talked about how, as if you were a specimen in his lab.

Professor Osborne sent over your wife's notes this afternoon.

He was offhand, a brought and rude.

I'm sure he didn't mean to be.

Seems I'm not a doctor of sufficient caliber

to warrant treating with any civility.

I'm used to encountering his sort of prejudice every day.

This profession has rife with it, but my wife is ill.

It does sound like quite unforgivable behavior.

Isn't it that I haven't got the right accent?

Or do you think it's a cloth of my suit that he objected to?

I'm sorry you feel you were treated unfairly.

And I'm very sorry that the results of the concentration

are not at all promising.

The cancer is very far advanced.

I'm afraid there's little or no hope of your wife

making a recovery.

We cannot break.

It's gone beyond all that.

How do you know?

Osborne is considered to be the leading expert in his field.

Osborne.

After all I've told you, you still quas ranked with a man?

I'm not closing ground.

You're all the same.

You and your smug colleagues are so busy

congratulating yourself in your own social credentials

that you forget to think about your patience.

Now I must take objection to that.

For me, it's time I took objection

to being treated like a thought class citizen.

You're perfectly happy for me to do your dose of sturdy work

at the thrift, aren't you?

But when it comes to your professional friends,

I'm just an embarrassment.

This is not true.

You've never treated me with any respect

and other my wife, still, you don't even think our life's

about saving.

This is absolutely nuts.

It'd be a different matter if she were a lady, Marcin.

Wouldn't it?

Admit it!

She would make no difference at all.

Well, I don't believe you.

Father!

Osborne's wrong!

So are you!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Well, I know that.

There are some conditions which are incurable.

You know that.

If I had cancer, wouldn't you want to try everything?

Yes, I would.

But I wouldn't.

But what?

Dr. Marcin deserves to have his opinion respected,

and if we aren't prepared to afford him that respect

then we're just as bad as Osborne.

Aren't we?

She'll suffer a great deal of unnecessary pain.

Joe?

Tell me.

Oh, my God, Sylvia.

I ruined everything.

I'm so sorry.

Tell me, Joe.

I've done the most awful awful thing.

What?

They're wrong.

Osborne and Bram, well, I know they're wrong.

You mustn't think there's no hope.

I'll make you well again, Sylvia.

I promise.

Do you think it'll work, Joe?

It's already taken the swelling down.

It all seems so bloody unfair.

After years of you working in that dreadful place,

we were actually getting somewhere.

A prop wall, but not a slum.

We're still going, have faith.

In what?

If as good as it could have given me the death sentence.

That's not true.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's a nonsense.

It's not true.

Come in.

Doctor Bracknell's here, F Either.

Well, sure in.

Thank you, Picky.

Mr. Martian.

Mrs. Martian.

I hope that you're feeling better.

No, I'm not.

I intended calling on you today.

Well, there's no need now.

What side do you've got there?

Mr. Poulters, crushed cloves, almond, salt, alcohol and camphor.

I see.

It's a traditional remedy.

It's a very effective treatment.

No, I'm sure. I didn't mean to...

I wondered if I might have a word.

Privately.

I'd rather you spoke to both of us. Sylvia knows everything.

Very well.

Father and I spoke at length last night,

and we both agree that if you would like to go ahead with surgery,

then we would be happy to operate.

And for Mrs. Martian to be treated at our home.

That's most generous.

shutdown….

Dr. Grandma, Miss toys?

Brownwell, he's the Martians.

2 o'clock already.

I said they were to wait on the step.

Thank you, Kate.

Well, with you at the door, I'm sure Mr. Martian

wouldn't dare launch another assault.

This is quite beautiful.

I'll unpack your bag, shall I?

Yes, thank you.

What a lovely ring.

Are you engaged?

Sort of.

Well, he's a secret.

A secret.

How exciting.

It's a wonderful thing to be in love.

Dr. Martian?

Dr. Brownwell, I owe you an apology.

I can't begin to tell you how ashamed I am.

Please don't.

What I did was quite unforgivable.

And extremely understandable.

I don't deserve your kindness.

You deserve all the help I never can give you at the moment.

Dr. Martian, please ask the shawd

that we will do everything in our power to help your wife.

Thank you.

Have you got everything you want, Mrs. Martian?

Yes, thank you.

Well, if there is anything you need, just ask.

Well, there was one thing.

Yes.

Only it's not very easy to say it.

Go on.

I need to settle my mind before the operation.

The night out George died, our son.

Is that night?

Well, he'd been crying.

I brought him into our bed to sleep beside me.

When I woke in the morning, there he was all snuggled up close.

But cold.

Cold as a stone and I couldn't wake him.

Well, it's come back to me so many times lately.

What I need to know is, in your opinion,

did I kill him?

Could I have crushed him in my sleep?

No.

Because he's haunted me.

And I need to sit things straight before.

I am quite certain that it wasn't your fault.

I was too afraid to ask Joe.

OK, so I was right.

And I had done it.

I've known many cases like yours, invariably

the infant, like your George, was born

to a marvellous and capable mother.

It is just one of the saddest facts of life

that these little creatures who are so loved and treasured

are sometimes snatched away.

Thank you, Miss Brim.

That's a great help.

I can rest easy then.

Guess you can.

Mr. Marshham.

I'm father and I have talked, and we both

agree that you shouldn't be part of the operation.

I promise Sylvia.

It's out of the question, I'm afraid.

Couldn't I just be there?

You stay with the girls.

They'll need you.

Kate.

Yes, sir.

Do you think you could find something for those girls to do?

I've got my hands for one's eighth, Dr. Bramble.

I can't look out to freaks as well as do my job.

Well, couldn't you just take them out into the garden

and then play with them?

Yes, sir.

All set upstairs, Dr. Bramble.

Thank you, Miss.

Silver.

You're first.

No.

You.

I insist.

I'm sorry that I haven't been a better wife.

A proper wife.

Of course you've been a proper wife.

And I wanted you to know that I do care about you.

I know that.

It's just that after George, I was frightened of having another baby.

I understand.

And I've spent too much time with my patients

and not enough time with my wife.

Things will be different in Edinburgh.

I promise.

Yes.

I know it sounds strange, Joe, when there's so much sadness around.

But I don't think I've ever felt happier.

I love you.

And I'm your wife.

I love you too.

Ready?

Rosie, I've been left.

Tell me the name of Rose.

Hot.

Black.

Red.

Rose.

Tell me the name of your young man.

Black.

Star.

Turn to the dark.

Tell me the name of Rose.

Black.

Big.

See.

It's wrong.

Let's keep cutting until we find healthy flesh.

It's the brown-mile residence.

It is.

Thank you.

I thought I was in the right place.

The not-ticking visitors just there.

Oh.

The performing and operation.

I see.

And my wife as it happens.

Oh.

Sorry to hear that.

My trust is nothing too serious.

Haven't I seen you at the thrift?

That's right.

I expect a commence work there soon as they are nieces the test.

I haven't had final confirmation, but I've brought my testimonials and I'm confident of success.

Good.

Well, I hope the operation goes well.

She's in the Lord's hands now.

She may well be, but the Lord's not necessarily going to save her, is he?

She may be called to a better place.

But I don't want her to go to a better place.

I want her here with me.

What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid of God or Heaven, Mr. Fairfax.

Here, thanks.

I'm afraid of losing my wife.

I'm afraid of all the things I should have said and all the time we've wasted.

I'm afraid of my children's grief and how I'm going to manage.

And I'm afraid of being alone for the rest of my life.

That should do it.

Thank you, let's go.

I've left plenty of space underneath for comfort.

Good.

Well, at least we know we've done everything possible.

It was much as we had feared, Mr. Marshall.

Did you remove the lymph glands?

Yes.

Good.

But we weren't able to remove all of the cancer.

It's simply too widespread.

I'm sorry, she is very poorly indeed.

Do you think if she'd come to me and got help sooner?

Don't torment yourself.

God's the Anna.

I don't think so.

Yes, we do.

No.

No.

No.

Oh, bitch.

Don't forget that, they love you.

She's very peaceful, Mr. Marshall. Thank you.

I'll be right outside if you need me. Thank you for your kindness, Nuscom.

Sylvia.

All right. Is it over, Joe? Yes.

There's no more pain there. Good.

I wish we could have the last few years again.

Have a big calendar. Yeah, I love it.

This makes up for it.

You're staying London, weren't you, Joe? For the girls?

If you want.

And you stay the thrift for keeping us apart.

Look how they've all helped me.

I've never known such kindness.

I always imagined it would be time to put things right.

Suddenly there isn't.

No.

Still.

Don't fret, love.

From the goal I said.

I'll be back.

You know you can't resist me for long, Kate.

Cook says you're just after one thing.

Yeah, you might be lucky.

That was Danny, wasn't it?

Yes, Miss.

I'm surprised at you, Kate.

After our conversation and in these circumstances.

I'm sorry Miss Brownwell.

Your behaviour is completely inappropriate and unacceptable.

I'm sorry, Miss Brownwell.

Your behaviour is completely un-appropriate and unacceptable.

I'm not a stickler for rules, Kate. You know that, but they are there to protect you.

Miss.

From anyone whose intentions might not be strictly honourable.

Oh, Danny's honourable, Miss.

Have you thought about why he might want to be alone in the house with you?

Why he calls on you when he thinks he can't be seen.

Miss?

The consequences of such a casual liaison can be very serious indeed.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Yes, Miss.

Yes, Miss.

We would hate to lose you, Kate, but there are some circumstances in which we would have no choice.

And I'm sure you know what those circumstances are.

I get back to work and let this be the last time you speak about the matter.

This will help.

No.

Are you sure you won't have a sip?

You think you've left something behind?

I can arrange to send someone to the house.

I'll go and get her.

I'll go and get her.

I'll go and get her.

I'll go and get her.

I'll go and get her.

I'll go and get her.

She's coming now.

In winter I get up at night and dress by yellow candlelight.

In summer quite the other way.

I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see the birds still hopping on the tree.

And here the grown-up people's feet are still going past me on the street.

Vicki, children, your mother's asking for you.

Come along.

We'll have more of this later.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Don't be afraid.

Mmm.

Be here.

Yes, Ma?

Be brave.

The part and the girls need you very much.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Yes, ma'am.

Jo!

I'm here.

I'm frank.

Don't be over here.

What's happening?

Come on, Miss and Rosham.

Don't give up.

No.

Even.

What's happening?

Come on, Miss and Rosham.

Don't give up.

No.

Even.

No.

My darling.

You're safe to go now.

Oh, my God.

I believe that you have a little tea.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Vicki.

Thank you.

Tommy, when you're leaving Fredenborough.

Don't know now.

It's a big move.

We don't want to go.

Well, perhaps the excitement of new surroundings might help.

Yes.

Excuse me.

Thank you so much.

That young lady has stepped straight into her mother's house.

It's a huge responsibility.

Hmm.

If anyone come in now, I'll be out of a job and a home.

Well, then you just have to come and sit up after me then, won't you?

Danny.

What is it anyway?

It's a surprise.

Oh, would I like you?

I hope so.

Right.

Have a look.

I might eat myself.

Well, if you'd like it.

I thought it was going to be a lovely surprise.

Well, isn't it?

It's disgusting, Danny.

And you are wicked, wicked, wicked.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Now, Vicky, why don't I take those and you fetch them all from the kitchen?

Don't worry.

I'll look after your father.

You need to sit down, Mr. Martian.

Oh, yeah.

Yes.

Yes.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Try a sandwich.

You feel a lot better for some food inside you.

Go on and try.

Now, I've asked Miss Bramwell to spare me for a couple of days.

I won't get in your way just until you've found your food.

No, I see.

You don't mention it.

Now, here's Dr. Bramwell onto the word.

Don't get up.

Mike, since you're as cantonos, is...

I'm so very sorry we weren't able to save her.

I do think they're right to try, Joe.

Mr. Martian.

Kid.

Miss Bramwell at home.

She's only just come in.

But then I want to stop.

No.

I'm sure she wants to see you.

I'm sure.

Mr. Martian, I should have liked to say I driftly sorry I'm about your wife.

Thank you, kid.

I mean, it's just not fair, is it?

No, it doesn't.

I'll fetch Miss Bramwell then.

Yes.

Mr. Martian, Miss Bramwell.

Mr. Martian.

I didn't expect to see you for some time.

No, well, there is business to which I must attend.

Of course.

Sit down.

Do, please.

How are the children?

You know what children are.

No scar has been a great help.

Oh, good.

And do you, Mr. Martian?

I hope you're managing.

Here.

I'm not here in our social visit, Miss Bramwell.

What can I do?

Two things.

Firstly, my circumstances have changed considerably and there is an important matter I need to resolve.

Do you still plan to go to Edinburgh?

The move was meant to be a fresh start for me and Sylvia.

No, she's gone.

What I've come to ask...

There's no need to ask, Mr. Martian.

The job is yours for as long as you want it on whatever terms.

You've not appointed someone else?

We couldn't replace you.

Thank you.

There was another thing.

Sylvia's belongings.

Yes, of course.

I'll go and get them.

Can I ask Kate to get you anything?

No, thank you.

You've been...

Everyone has been very kind.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'll be back in two minutes.

Thanks

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