The Trouble With Harry A Place to Call Home

-My condolences.

-Oh! I think you have the wrong address.

It must be unsettling,

having someone send something so indicative of malicious intent.

I am up to anything you toss at us.

I'm the master of the curveball.

Harry was beaten for being homosexual.

He can recover here without any stigma attached to him.

-James Bligh.

-Harry.

He doesn't remember you.

Decent? That what they call abortionists these days?

Even if there isn't a criminal case to answer,

my licence is still at risk.

Sergeant Taylor. You're to have nothing more to do with him.

I found a way to get rid of the Jew.

Bloody hell, woman! You're obsessed!

-She may have murdered...

-Forget about her!

I require an address to that end.

Whose address?

-Geno!

-Yep?

-Erm, I need that back!

-Ah!

We should get out tonight.

Go to the pictures. Why don't you take an early muck?

-I'm OK.

-You haven't been off the property in weeks.

I've got the afternoon off.

I don't mind.

We won't run into him.

-I can't here.

-Harry.

I know it hurts.

Who else did he forget?

We've been through this.

-Just me.

-It often happens with electroshock.

He must have wanted to.

No, it shows how much he cared.

His feelings for you were so intense he had to block you out.

-Yeah, you keep saying.

-Because it's most likely true.

I'm fine.

-As long as we're home after lunch.

-Depends.

I'm not wearing my watch.

I want to finish the chapter!

That needs some attention.

Hey.

What's got into you today?

I'll go.

-James!

-Don't let me spoil the mood.

No hard feelings.

Thanks.

You heard him.

I love him and I love you.

You know why I brought you?

Remember how it was when we used to come here?

Let's never lose that.

Oh, is that the last of the invitations?

I'd like your advice on one more.

-Mm-hm.

-Mr Goddard.

I'd like to include him.

Why?

Because it would be a good chance for you to explain what happened.

There's no need for him to know.

I think he should know.

You couldn't go with him, you didn't choose not to.

Isn't it the mother who is meant to advise the daughter?

Not when the mother is playing his favourite romantic piano piece

and pretending she's not thinking about him.

Douglas has had enough grief for one lifetime.

I could die tomorrow.

A risk, not a certainty.

Let me invite him.

He's in the Middle East.

He's just back.

I checked.

No.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Cook made extra shortbread.

I remember how you liked it.

You came all this way to bring me shortbread?

It's customary to offer tea.

Come in.

I'm sorry about this morning.

-I missed my chance.

-That's all right.

-I like to visit him.

-Of course.

Now that you're here...

..there is something I was thinking of sharing.

He had nowhere else to go, I had no choice.

-Well, surely...

-No.

Obviously, I'd rather he wasn't here.

James showed no recognition?

Nothing.

Is forgetting someone so completely usual with that type of treatment?

Some people forget huge portions of their lives, others, nothing.

It's unpredictable.

James did mention him once after coming home from hospital.

-How soon after?

-One or two days.

Well, the forgetting was clearly part of the healing process.

And the chances of remembering?

No-one can predict that either.

We'll deal with that if we have to.

As long as you're sure of him.

He's a decent bloke.

As are you.

It's hot out there.

Lloyd?

He's arrived in London.

Sketches of his first day.

He has a skill.

He really does.

How is he finding it?

You don't mind?

You are so good about Henry.

A little, perhaps.

The timing's poor, I just saw Anna and Gino.

And?

They are still so in love.

As are we...

in our own way.

We're a funny pair.

I will miss you.

I've been waiting for the right moment to say something,

I think perhaps now.

I was bitter when I ran to Lloyd, I was blinkered about Georgie.

Not without cause.

And I haven't been truthful.

When I returned here,

saying what's best in time for Georgie is what's best.

Secretly, I felt the answer was me.

The past weeks, my certitude has faded.

I would never bar your way if you choose to leave with him.

I can only hope with all my heart...that he remains.

I don't know the answer.

As complicated as they are,

you would risk James's future

and your political career on a soft-hearted whim?

George, you confound me sometimes.

And how could Sarah be so insensitive?

The man was injured, almost destitute.

Yeah, but to bring him here.

His needs eclipse our fears.

-I understand Sarah's actions.

-Well, I certainly don't.

-Has he recovered?

-It seems so.

Well, then, there's nothing to keep him here.

He has friends, and a job.

George, what happens when James stumbles across him again?

Recollection and a tawdry lover's reunion?

No, I will try to talk some sense into her.

-You will not.

-No, she and I are much closer now.

I may well make my point.

It's not our right to drive him off.

You are to stay away.

I want your word on that.

Or is your pride in my recent decisiveness

in family matters simply lip service?

Hmm?

I will keep my distance.

Thank you.

Do you know how much Daddy missed you?

I missed you this much.

This much and more.

You're getting so big, aren't you?

Oh, you are getting heavy.

You're a big boy now, aren't you?

Yes, you are.

KNOCK ON DOOR Yes?

-Look who it is.

-If I may interrupt.

Oh, it's lovely seeing you like this.

It's lovely being so.

I'm glad.

-Hello.

-I trust all's well with Henry.

It is.

It's well over a fortnight since he visited.

Grandmother, it's 1954.

-We use the telephone.

-It's hardly the same.

He impresses me.

Why not pop up for a visit before the election?

You continue to amaze.

If you go now, it would give you a good three days.

Well, if Olivia feels comfortable about it...

-I think I might.

-I'll see her well occupied with the campaign.

Will you tell her I'd like a word, once you're away?

It's tomorrow? The actual interview?

It's hardly what I'd call giving you notice.

Why didn't you tell me?

It must have been delayed in the mail.

Are you worried?

No, I'm more glad to be getting it out of the way before the wedding.

At least they've reduced the possible charge

to failing to report a crime.

It's still enough to see me out of a job

if they have me falsifying a death certificate.

Maybe it's time for a good lawyer.

Let's see how the interview goes first.

If it's to do with the expense...

-Time for rounds.

-Jack.

-We've been through this.

-So here we go again?

I'm not taking your money.

It will be our money soon.

I'm old-fashioned.

Don't pride your way out of a job or into a criminal charge.

I will be fine.

I'm sure.

Say, "Bye-bye, Daddy. Bye-bye."

You're sure you don't mind?

Bring Porgie back a present.

I'll campaign for the both of us.

If you want me here, just telephone.

Bye-bye, little man.

Thank you again for our talk.

You must miss him when he's gone.

I'll be far too busy. We've an election to win.

We've just seen James off.

Oh, good. Shut the door.

We have a problem on our hands.

You'll make a wonderful mama.

And you'll make a wonderful papa.

It should have happened by now, bella.

Well, it's not as easy as just putting in an order.

They say mood gets in the way.

Supposedly.

The vines, James, Regina.

There's always something.

What if there wasn't?

I love you.

It's more lunch than breakfast.

I took something in the wee small hours to help me sleep.

Mr James has gone to the city.

Ms Olivia seemed fine with it,

but then she had a talk with Mrs Bligh...

Senior. I couldn't hear what they said,

but she stormed out of the sitting room.

Tea first, report later.

The mail's there.

Reading even later.

There's one from the air force.

Are you joining the WAFs, ma'am?

That will be all, thank you, dear.

-I'll see to myself.

-Oh, but I can help with...

I insist. Thank you.

You need to pack your bag and go!

Now!

He was strapped down and electrocuted because of you.

Because he wanted to run away from the shame you make him feel.

He had them burn you out of him. That's why he can't remember.

I didn't come back for James.

-Then why did you?

-Sarah brought me back.

-I had nowhere else to go.

-Well, she shouldn't have.

Remembering you can do nothing but confuse him.

He doesn't have to.

I will not let you degrade him.

He has made his way through enormous difficulties.

He has never been happier and that is too precious to risk.

-What about me?

-I don't care about you!

No-one does. They pity you.

And he doesn't even remember you to care.

So how much would it take to make you leave?

-Tell me and I will give you a cheque right now.

-Stop it, Olivia!

This is cruel.

You have no idea the accommodations I have made to see James happy

and you two are jeopardising everything.

I'd never hurt him.

If you really mean that, you'll go before he returns.

He's absent until Friday.

You do know James didn't even recognise him?

Yes, for one good reason.

-He doesn't want to.

-No, she's right.

-I'll go.

-You will not drive him away.

James won't remember if he's not here to remind him.

Aren't you are underestimating your husband?

You think simply remembering will have James running to him?

Really?

-Are you happy here?

-Yes, but...

-Then you're staying.

And you should go. Now.

-I can...

-No.

Just, please, leave, Olivia.

Who told you?

Was it George?

Elizabeth.

I see.

Tell her I don't want a fight.

But she'll have one if she chooses it.

Oh, dear.

I thought the days of Sarah and I being at odds were over.

-What's this Harry to her?

-Nothing, previously, to my knowledge.

I don't even know how she came across him.

Well, the answer to that might provide some leverage.

Olivia, would you mind awfully calling the car around?

She was rather volatile.

Oh, I'm not going to see her.

You certainly know how to surprise a girl.

-To Italy!

-Mama and Papa will be over the moon.

-And I'll see my brother.

-You don't think that we're crazy?

You're young, your advance will pay for it and it's best done now before

the vines don't allow you to.

Who'll look after the place?

Someone will do it for wages.

Well, I'm green with envy.

And hopefully, I'll come back with my book written.

And we'll have three months of la dolce vita to make a baby.

Or a lot of fun trying!

-Mama!

-Grandmother.

-I feel old all of a sudden.

-You? Never!

A toast to bambinos.

Bambinos!

Back in the ring with old Ma Bligh.

I thought she'd changed.

So much for you two working hand in glove, eh?

You know how you said that Harry reminds you of Rene?

I know who he reminds me of.

Nowhere to go, finds a home here,

has the old lady try to send him packing.

That's why I know,

no matter how much you need to keep on her good side,

you'll never let her win.

Nothing wrong, I hope?

With my health, no.

I'm hoping for your support on an important matter.

Fire away.

You allowed Harry Polson to come here.

Supposedly a car accident,

although his injuries were more consistent with a beating.

Dare I suggest he suffered misadventure

whilst pursuing his distasteful lusts.

Now he's at Briggs farm,

where Mrs Nordmann sits like Cerberus guarding the gates to hell.

How could you be so stupid as to help her?

-You're well-informed.

-By George and your staff.

It disappoints me - not by you.

Jack, surely you see?

I see a hard done by bloke who needs a break.

And I see the undoing of all that we have achieved

at great cost to my sense of propriety.

I have encouraged James for his peace of mind

into something which quite frankly frightens and disturbs me,

but I see little choice.

I am making the best of a bad lot,

given his conviction that happiness lies in embracing his nature.

The man he is with will at least ensure he avoids scandal.

-This Polson creature is...

-Don't call him that.

I do not want my grandson beaten or jailed.

Oh, why not say it? As a sodomite.

It's a concern enough at the best of times,

but with Regina and Sir Richard hovering,

Jack, I beg you, plead my case.

Don't go shooting the messenger.

She does have a point, though.

Regina is out for control.

Sir Richard for blood.

The timing is lousy.

Elizabeth actually attacked him?

Look what he did to Carolyn.

Good on her.

How's Carolyn?

She's all right.

-You?

-It's not what I came here to talk about.

We'll be OK.

Thank you for trusting me with this.

Well, you couldn't understand otherwise.

Don't be too tough on Elizabeth.

She has every cause to worry.

All right.

Will you ask him to leave?

I'll talk to her.

Let's make this quick.

-What does it say?

-Keep it.

-Can you get away to the city?

-If I have to.

I've jotted down day, time and place on the envelope.

I'll see you there.

Dress smartly.

CLATTERING

-We seem to be back to our old adversarial ways.

-Sadly.

The fact that you're carrying George's child alone

should win us your support.

George is happy for him to stay.

George would say anything to keep in your good graces.

He'd be livid you interfered.

I made him a promise. I said I would keep my distance.

Oh, Sarah, it's difficult enough that James has such desires,

but for a farm hand!

It puts him outside society.

Like George with a Jewish nurse.

Well, that was at least a folly within the law.

Oh, we are back to our old ways.

We have already been blackmailed because of this man.

You were blackmailed because of James.

Don't make Harry your scapegoat.

You're intent on being perverse.

I simply want what is right for the family.

Which is how you rationalise your treatment of me.

Where did that lead?

Regina.

That's why you brought her into our lives, to counter me.

I mean, who's to say that your solution for James

won't prove as disastrous?

-I am confident.

-As you were with her.

We are battling Regina together.

That heartens me.

Surely there's some common ground here, too.

Only if you leave Harry alone.

Is your health up to this battle, too,

because that's what it will be.

Very well.

If you guarantee one thing.

I will not encourage him to leave,

if you don't encourage him to stay.

He's a grown man, Elizabeth.

It's not my place, nor yours, to make deals on his behalf.

I am trying to find a compromise.

It is Harry Polson's right to stay or go.

It is James Bligh's right to have his memory provoked or not.

-James' right, perhaps.

-James' right absolutely.

But it needs no encouragement.

Oh, Sarah, the very least you can do is to keep this man out of jail.

No, all I can do is trust him as you should trust James.

If it helps you, I don't think Harry has a bad bone in his body,

but I have no intention of interfering

with any decisions he makes, none whatsoever.

I can only hope Olivia made her point.

And I mine.

Our tete-a-tete is finished.

It saddens me, Elizabeth.

You have survived two heart attacks

and you're spending what extra time you've been given

living other people's lives.

Your grandmother is a remarkable woman.

And Olivia.

Two remarkable women.

I never thought I'd see understanding like this.

The so-called normal world.

You've a lot of accepting friends.

Amongst the bohemian set.

For women like your grandmother and wife to almost bless us...

I hope it's a sign of things to come.

CAR HORN BLARES

I love you.

I love you, too.

What?

I don't know.

-Bad dream?

-I think so.

-About what?

-It's gone.

Leaving us so soon, Mr Polson?

Surely not. It's Doris Collins.

I used to see you when I delivered the CWA newsletter to your sister.

Right.

You seem somewhat at a loss.

Got to roll with the blows, eh?

Mr Polson, I know you've been helping out at Mr Briggs's farm.

He mentioned what a good worker you are and Mrs Nordmann,

what a good friend she is.

-She is.

-Yes.

Forgive my presumption in saying this, but sometimes,

when you've nowhere to go, home's where you are.

Good luck, Mr Polson.

Mother!

I've exciting news about Hannah.

Before you tell me, the invitations.

Yes?

I suppose I can't stop you sending him one, so I'll leave it up to you.

All right.

LUCKY BARKS

Sit down.

LUCKY WHINES

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Excuse me, sir.

There's someone at the door who won't take no for an answer.

He says he wants to see you. A Mr Polson.

-No.

-No, Rose.

-Send him in.

-George!

Thank you, Rose.

Best now, I think, whilst James is absent.

What possible benefit could there be?

There's no harm in giving the man a hearing.

Are you aware of this?

-Yes.

-I thought she should be.

I've obviously missed something.

-I can go.

-Perhaps it's better you know.

Thank you, Rose.

Come in, Mr Polson.

-Sorry to just turn up.

-I'm sure you have your reasons.

You can speak freely.

I know you're all worried.

If you had been there when James saw me, you wouldn't be,

I'm not even a memory.

What I've come to say is...

James might know who I am, but I do.

I packed up my kit this afternoon

and started heading off somewhere else.

I'm not going to run any more.

But I won't hurt him either.

Not if I can help it.

Goodnight, sir.

Mrs Bligh. Ma'am.

I hope that puts your mind at rest.

-Sister Nordmann persuaded you to stay, no doubt.

-Mother.

-No.

You can thank the lovely old lady with the bicycle.

Bravo, Mr Polson.

Now I know you're part of the joint.

You snuck in without a peep from Lucky.

Welcome home.

So we're egging this bloke on to what?

We're simply telling him the truth.

The rest is up to him.

I'd want to kill her.

He may have equally strong feelings.

I'm supposed to see the law's kept.

And I am a law-abiding citizen,

but we live in a world where

my husband was shot with no consequence,

where this Ford fellow is missing,

feared a victim of foul play, and Milly Davis died in agony.

Sarah Nordmann links them all.

You're not the man I think you are

if you can't turn a blind eye to natural justice.

Not many women could think like that.

You want the truth?

I'm terrified.

I could well be next.

But if you can't even consider it...

I'd leave now before he arrives and no harm is done.

We'll see how it goes.

I think we should.

I'd say that's him now.

-Mrs Bligh?

-There's no mistaking you, Flying Officer Walsh.

Sergeant Brian Taylor from the Inverness police.

We're so pleased to have the opportunity to speak with you.

Just tell me who killed her.

Look at the time.

-I can do that.

-Are you sure?

-Positive.

-Remember,

you don't have to go to with them just because Regina asked.

But you should, it'll be exciting.

Cara.

Thank you for lunch. Grazie.

-A domani.

-A domani.

I know I shouldn't be encouraging her.

She shouldn't be around with Gina.

-Grandmother's plan won't work unless they're close.

-You are using her.

To make sure father sees the truth about Regina.

It's not long since she took Georgie.

You saw how she was then.

She's past all that.

She's easily led.

And if she strays, we'll lead her back.

What if we can't?

This is what I can't wait to leave.

There's always tension.

No wonder you're not expecting.

There must be something you can do.

Sergeant's Taylor's hands are tied by lack of concrete evidence.

He simply cannot make a case.

She is a slippery one, that's for sure.

The woman is a rabid Communist.

I doubt these recent headlines made their way to Malaya.

The Petrov inquiry has found proof

of spy networks throughout the country.

It stinks, mate.

You up there play keeping the Reds at bay

while one of them ruins your life down here.

And why Milly?

She couldn't give a toss about politics.

My husband is contesting the election.

Miss Davies was poisoned to disrupt his campaign.

Insane, yes.

The creature has a history of mental illness.

Also, wartime connections with the Soviet military.

She also fought for the left in Spain.

Have you got proof?

It's all there.

My husband had her investigated.

One more reason for her to get at him.

I shouldn't even be here. I could get in big trouble.

It breaks my heart to think this monster is going unpunished.

Not just a murderer - an enemy of the nation.

So she gets away with it.

We've done all we can in telling you.

Anything beyond that,

we are sympathetic.

Correct, Sergeant?

No-one could blame you, mate. Whatever you choose to do.

The condemned went to the gallows neat as a pin.

Don't even joke.

What happened to all that optimism?

Silence has me rattled.

Sir Richard makes veiled threats, then nothing.

This investigation's a good chance to hurt Elizabeth through us.

He can't interfere with due process.

You naive thing, you.

Maybe I'm jumping at shadows.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Good luck.

Miss Bligh, I suspect.

And Doctor Duncan.

The detectives are just pulling up.

I'm Gareth Baines.

I'm here to represent you.

-I thought I told you...

-I didn't.

-THE Gareth Baines?

-Unless there is another one?

Who...?

You have generous friends.

Ah, two of our finest.

Would you excuse us, Miss Bligh?

Now, this won't take long.

Your case has more holes in it than Swiss cheese.

Miss Bligh, sir, on the telephone.

Carolyn.

You sly dog. Thank you.

I'm not sure I...

'The cavalry arrived just in time.'

Why didn't you say something?

I still don't...

Gareth Baines. I'm assuming it's you...

Unless mother...

Did either of you arrange for someone to represent Jack?

We'd have said if we had.

I just assumed.

No.

What?

Nothing. It's all a mix-up.

Carolyn!

Hello?

You're desperately going into the tatters of the case because

you're too stubborn to admit you've rushed in like bulls at the gate.

You have proof that my client was in this hospital

when that poor girl was being butchered in the city.

All he did once was try to save her life when she arrived.

Yes, he falsified the cause of death,

but in response to the pleas from her distraught mother.

Now, if I stick her on the stand,

the whole jury will think Doctor Jack a hero.

And when we're done, we will go for compensation for harassment,

damage to reputation, loss of peace of mind.

I'm on a tight schedule, gentlemen.

Let's call it quits and we can all go home.

You've restored my faith in the system, gentlemen.

-There's no guarantee.

-Of course there is.

-We'll be in touch.

-Watch yourselves on that drive home.

Ten minutes. That's not bad.

-It's a bloody marvel.

-Oh, that I am.

What about...?

The fee? It's all fixed.

But just a word of advice, though.

Don't be such a soft touch for a blubbering mother next time.

Ciao.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Sir Richard is a good man to have in your corner.

"Where's the fun in them pulling your life apart?"

Here we go. Tit for tat.

I came to apologise...

..for my behaviour.

Accepted.

-You meant what you said last night?

-Yes.

If James remembered now, if he was standing here now instead of me,

what would you say?

Go away.

-You would?

-Yes.

Why?

Because love can mean you have to sacrifice.

I hope you are as strong should it happen

as you are sure of it now.

Penny for them.

Nothing.

Here we go.

MUSIC PLAYS

Come on.

I'm fine here, thank you.

Harry and Henry.

The same name, aren't they?

-Where did that come from?

-Don't know.

It's just occurred to me.

You're an acutely odd man sometimes.

Thank you, both.

I may see you one day in Inverness.

Or not.

What do you make of him?

A man drowning in grief.

So terribly, terribly sad.

I came here to feel close to you.

Aw, that's lovely.

We negotiated a hurdle yesterday.

We did.

-It makes me happy.

-Me too.

Oh.

-Is it the baby?

-Yes.

THEY CHUCKLE

PIANO PLAYS

Olivia?

I didn't know you could play that piece.

Hello, Lizzie.