Darkest Hours Land Girls

-Soldier, secure those crates.

-Sir!

-Daniels, go get that invoice.

Yes, Sir.

I'm not nursemaiding anybody today.

Jessop, check the leak on that prop. Olsen, I don't want any delays!

-Valasquez?

-Yes, Sir.

-Get me a coffee.

-Yes, Sir.

Mr Gillespie.

Well, I wasn't going to let him go on his own, was I?

Billy, this is it, the other side of the world.

-Well, you always wanted to see other places.

-You spineless...

That is the one thing that I'm not.

-So that's it for us, then?

-It's not just about me and you, is it?

You knew about William when you took me on.

I nearly changed my mind, didn't I?

You should get going.

Close my case, then.

Tucker.

Reverend.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

You look nice.

Come all this way to tell me that?

Spit it out, Henry.

This was a lot easier in front of a mirror.

OK, here goes.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

I like you.

And you like me.

Right.

Well, I, er... I think you've waited long enough.

You mean, you actually want to...

That's what I really want.

-Right, then!

-See, I've, erm...

I've realised that you are the woman that I want.

-I know it's been a somewhat unconventional start.

-Not half!

-Well, we shouldn't wait any longer.

-Music to my ears, Henry.

Well, yeah, there's a war on, after all.

-There's no point in delaying.

-My thoughts exactly!

That's why I think we should get things on a proper footing.

Proper what?

Well, there's only one woman that I want to ask

and that's you, obviously.

I don't expect an answer straight away.

But, er... Well...

Connie Carter...

I would like to start courting you properly.

What do you say?

SHE LAUGHS

-Oh, Esther, have you got a minute?

-Not really.

-I need you to look after things until we're back.

-But I need to...

-I know you're not going to like this, but that includes helping Tucker with the traps.

-I can't.

-I know you don't get on with him.

-It's not that. There's something else. It's important.

So is seeing my Martin!

Joyce, I haven't got time for this.

Now, I've already given you an order, all right?

I think I've got too many fingers for this today. Can you...?

I'll do it in the truck.

It's a miracle we raised the money, eh?

Oh, what's taking so long?

I don't know, do I?

It will work, won't it, Fred?

Mrs Reeves?

Christening's off. Bea Finch told me to tell you.

-Oh, and there was me thinking you were going to apologise.

-Oh, Henry!

Maybe we could meet for lunch?

You can ask me again.

-I'm busy.

-I see.

No, you don't. I'm having tea.

-I like tea.

-With the Bishop.

Right.

It's parish business, church administration stuff. You wouldn't be interested.

I know you're always thinking about St Paul's letters to the Romans and what not and you think

all I care about is me hemline and singing, but I could fit right in.

I'm sure you could.

I've got to go.

SHE SIGHS

Martin?

No!

-Soon have the place back to yourself, Lady Hoxley.

-Splendid.

After all these months, I'd expect a whoop of joy!

I don't often whoop, General.

Did you miss us?

Your brass neck never fails to astound me.

You got what you want. I'm leaving.

Jack's taking me to the States.

Ellen?

Ever since I got here, I've made mistakes.

Want to know the biggest one?

Do tell.

Letting you slip away.

Do you want to make amends?

If I'm allowed.

Because you care for me?

Of course.

-Then there is one thing I need to know.

-Name it.

Why are you taking her to the States?

I never said I was.

It's always been you.

20 years from now, you want to look back and regret how we parted?

Is that how you want it to end? Cos I don't.

How do you expect it to end?

Maybe it doesn't have to.

My address...in Chicago.

FOOTSTEPS

Which one do you think's best for the flight, Jack?

The one on the right.

I'll be ready in an hour.

SHE GIGGLES

Your predecessor would often forego tea and ply me with something a little stronger.

Well, rest assured, I won't be.

-Er, forgetting to do the same.

-I should hope so.

Take a seat.

What are you doing here?

What are you wearing?!

Well, I thought you'd want me to look the part.

-I borrowed one of Mrs Gulliver's dresses.

-She lent it to you?

Mmm, off her washing line.

Now, can I interest you in a cup of tea,

followed by some home-made cake?

Aren't you forgetting something?

Course! You prefer something stronger, don't you, Your Holiness?

"Grace", dear woman, I prefer "Grace".

And I'm not "Your Holiness", unless I've suddenly changed faith.

The doctor said it might take some time, eh?

When he comes home, we've got to be strong for him, haven't we, eh?

Come on, a drink will cheer you up.

Just in time, Finchy. Me glass were getting empty.

Yeah, you always did have short arms and long pockets.

Esther.

It's "Mrs Reeves" to you.

Oh, why so formal? Go on, then, I'll have a drink with you both.

Yeah, one sherry and a rat poison coming up.

So, how's young Martin?

It's nothing to do with you, is it?

People would say it's a lot to do with me.

You keep your voice down.

Just saying... If you need any more...help.

I can make some more, Your Worshipness.

So, Father Jameson, how do you think the church can influence the morale of the community?

-In spiritual terms, I think we can provide...

-Oh, Henry -

Father Jameson - likes a good old sing-song. Don't you?

We provide a backbone of faith to help people during these troubled times.

You should hear his Roll Out The Barrel! He-he!

This afternoon, I plan to give solace to the wounded at Bardock. Would you accompany me?

-Oh, I can't really get the time off.

-Not you!

Alas, I have to attend the hospital. An evacuee.

So many desperate souls.

I'll fetch the cake.

What an unusual woman.

She has a very good heart.

You've kept this philanthropy close to your chest.

-Sorry, I don't follow.

-Taking a cast-off - a fallen woman - under your wing.

It shows a commitment to the damaged members of your flock.

For your information,

I'm not here as charity...

..and I'm not a fallen woman. And I'll take on anyone who says that I am!

Any news of your husband?

Men come back all the time.

There was a captain in the Great War.

-He believed that...

-I don't want stories about it.

Especially not from you.

-You should have told me what you saw.

-Well, maybe I was trying to protect you.

How dare YOU take the high ground?

-You're the man who got John

-transferred in the first place. He'd deserted.

-He was going back.

-Hm!

Do you know the one thing that gives me any comfort?

The fact that YOU have lost it all.

You've got nothing. You're nothing.

But at least I look out for what's good for my country.

Even when you killed Lord Hoxley?

She's gone.

Somewhat a failed experiment there, Father Jameson.

She's not an experiment. She's my girlfriend.

We are defined by the company we keep.

Excuse me?

And such a slattern may attract others of dubious character.

I don't have to listen to this.

There's more Christian charity in her than 20 of your lot.

You've crossed the line.

You're no longer welcome here.

Yes, I'd like you to leave.

You're the one that's crossed the line.

Hey, little man.

Hope you're as excited as I am, Bea.

Yeah.

-I could have done that.

-You make sure he looks after you, eh?

I'm sure he'll look after me.

And William. In fact, I think that this'll be the best thing that ever happened to us.

Bea?

It's time.

Right, then.

Bea.

Good luck.

-I expect that was the last thing Lord Hoxley saw, wasn't it?

-What?

That...look in your eyes, when you shot him dead.

-I didn't kill him.

-Admit it. There's no-one here.

It's no skin off my nose.

I'm leaving. I don't give a stuff anymore, not about the land girls, not about my country.

-From now on, it's just me, so go on.

-I didn't do it!

So if you're innocent, why has it rattled you?

-Because people keep on.

-Yeah, always in his shadow, weren't you?

The war hero everyone looked up to.

-Shut up or I'll...

-Or what? What?

Trying to make yourself feel better?

All the shouting, all the accusing in the world, won't make it go away.

He bombed my family!

Argh!

Eugh.

It's jammed.

Mrs Fisher? Joyce!

LOUD KNOCKING

-I need to see Bea.

-I'm sorry, but I'm not sure...

-Lady Diana?

You came all this way just to give her that?

Oh, no, he won't sleep without it.

I'm afraid your wife isn't here.

But they will be soon.

You don't really think he's coming back, do you?

Jealous? Or sad that I'm leaving you all alone?

Unfortunately, we'll still be laying a place for you at breakfast.

He told me.

They've left already?

They'll be on their way to the aerodrome.

Which... Which one, Lady Hoxley?

I've no idea.

But I have to see her.

Stapley.

They've gone to Stapley.

Thank you.

Wait. There's something else you should know.

I'm afraid that your wife isn't going anywhere.

We're going to have a great time, little buddy.

I'll show you all the places your pop used to hang out as a boy.

The front of the wireless.

One of our Glenda's floral dresses.

And two cups from Mum's tea service, but without handles.

-That's all we could find.

-What?

-Yeah.

Our house.

Wanted to keep them. John said it was maudlin.

But the German took part in the raid.

He deserved what he got. Now, I can't do this on my own.

I knew it wouldn't bring them back when I shot him.

-You did it for them.

-No, I did it for myself.

Look, war changes people. Please!

But I can't get it out of my head.

And you know what I keep thinking about? Not his children.

Not that he had his hands in the air. It's how much I enjoyed it.

He killed your family.

-Yeah, but now I'm just as bad as him. Can't you see that?

-No, you're not.

No, I'm worse.

He was just following orders. I can't do this.

You CAN live with it. Please, just don't go.

-What do you know about it?

-Please.

-You've killed men in the trenches, but you didn't see their faces.

-You don't understand.

-I do!

I saw Hoxley's face.

-OK...check the ops room and then we'll ship out.

-Sir.

Drive, General. Drive!

Yes, ma'am.

Come on, guys, let's move!

Thought it would be ready to roll by now.

This is where you change your life, Bea.

I'm not proud of what I did,

but he was trying to stop me.

Seemed like he was the enemy.

Tell me how to deal with it.

-Well, help me first.

-Tell me.

You want to hear it's one day at a time?

You want me to tell you that you stop seeing it over and over again? Well, I can't.

-Help me, please.

-It's just going to ruin my life?

Depends.

You can leave the Land Army, run away.

Or you can stay, face it all.

It's up to you what happens next.

What about you?

It's not up to me, is it?

What happened to you, eh?

Leaving me stuck there with Storey.

I, er, I wanted to thank you, Fred.

It meant a lot, selling Chamberlain to raise the money for Martin, and, erm,

well, I wanted you to have it as soon as possible, in case you could buy him back.

Where did this come from?

Esther, where did you...

Since when did YOU ever answer that question?

BABY CRIES

-I can manage, thank you.

-She's only doing her job.

You got to start trusting me, Bea.

Jack?

-I can't do this.

-What?

-I can't run away.

-OK.

-But I thought you'd be angry.

-Hey, not a problem!

In fact, it makes things easier...

-..cos you were never going anywhere.

-No!

-This is it!

-No!

-Your new beginning!

-No! You can't do this!

-This is a chance to erase the mistake you made.

-No! No!

-So long, Bea.

-Let go of me! William!

William!!

Why did you let me sell him...

if you had this sitting around?

-I didn't have it.

-Was it just a tidy way to get rid of the pig?

-No.

-I didn't realise you hated him so much.

Stop it, Fred.

If I'd known you were going to sell Chamberlain...

Where did it come from, Esther?

Look, he's my son,

my responsibility.

Now, will you just leave it?

What's going on with Vernon?

You know he makes me skin crawl.

You're a proud woman.

Must have taken a lot to do what you did.

You borrowed it, didn't you?

Off Vernon. To pay me back.

See, if I use it to buy the pig back, you'll still owe him, won't you? That'd be daft.

I know what we'll do.

We'll give it straight back.

No. Fred, it's not as easy as that.

Oh, don't worry, I won't let him sting us for the interest.

No.

No, I didn't borrow it.

It was an arrangement.

I did what I had to do.

Billy!

Let go!

What the hell is going on here?

Let her go!

You two!

I'm fine. He's got William.

He's taken our baby!

TYRES SQUEAL

Billy!

Hey!

SHE STRAINS WITH EFFORT

HE GASPS

Ah!

Thank you.

Tighter. That's it.

Tight. That's it.

Someone get that farm boy out of here or I'll...

Billy!

Billy?

-Just a minute.

-Thank you, General.

-Show me the papers for that baby.

-What?

I presume you've got papers.

Just get these people out of here.

Get out of my way, Mr Gillespie. Get me some steps, on the double.

That's fine.

Ellen?

Goodbye, Mr Gillespie.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I've been an idiot.

Yeah, you have.

Yeah.

You're not going to change your mind on me?

Long as you don't change yours.

I never really fancied Chicago.

BABY CRIES

Why, Billy?

Because...

..I didn't want you to be a widow with a baby on that farm.

That place attracts bad luck.

First Annie and then Joyce.

Both their husbands went missing in action.

But that's not going to happen to you, is it?

Bea...

I've been called up.

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY

You spend more time on this farm than I do.

I got a message saying Bea Finch wants the christening to go ahead.

But I came to see you, too.

I'm sorry about yesterday. He shouldn't have spoken to you like that.

Yeah, well, it's just a shame you didn't say anything, weren't it?

-Well, that's where you're wrong.

-What?

I threw him out.

Esther.

Any better, young man?

What does it look like?

-Do you want to go in with him?

-Yeah.

BABY CRIES

You might have invited me to the christening, Finchy.

-I'll drown you in the flaming font!

-Whoa.

Come on, Dad.

You coming in?

Just give me a minute.

But I don't want to sleep in the living room.

You can't manage the stairs.

But I know how many there are.

I can see shapes now.

I'll be fine.

Look, we'll see.

Good afternoon, everyone. If I could ask you to rise...

-Where's Fred?

-Oh, I haven't seen him.

Oh, I'll go and fetch him in.

Hath this child been baptised already or no?

-BOTH:

-No.

Dearly beloved,

for as much as all men are conceived and born...

..in sin and that our saviour Christ sayeth,

none can enter the kingdom of God except he be regenerate

and born anew of water and of the Holy Ghost.

What's going on?

-Get out of my way, Dennis.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, and let you do something you'll regret?

What's Storey done?

I just want to...

Now, you're not that kind of man.

Not cut out for revenge.

Besides, you should be in there.

It's not every day your grandson gets christened.

Go on.

I baptise thee in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.

ALL: Amen.

We yield thee hearty thanks, most merciful Father, that it hath pleased thee to regenerate

William Andrew Finch with thy Holy Spirit...

-Where's your dad?

-Dunno.

-..to receive him for thine own child

by adoption and to incorporate him into thy holy Church.

What does "partaker of his resurrection" mean?

Shush. He hasn't got to that bit yet.

..and living unto righteousness and being buried with Christ in his death, may crucify the old man

and utterly abolish the whole body of sin,

and that as he is made partaker of the death of thy Son, he may also be partaker in his resurrection,

so that finally, with the residue of thy holy Church,

he may be an inheritor of thine everlasting kingdom

through Christ our Lord. Amen.

-ALL: Amen.

-Now a break with tradition.

I'd like to ask Connie to sing a song celebrating baby William's christening.

# You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

# You make me happy when skies are grey...

# You'll never know, dear

-# How much I love you... #

-Walter!

# Please don't take my sunshine away

-# You are my sunshine... #

-Is that you?

# ..my only sunshine... #

All right, you can stop playing silly beggars now.

TAPPING

# You'll never know dear, how much I love you

# Please don't take my sunshine away. #

Chamberlain!

It's a flaming miracle!

-Oh, sorry, Padre.

-Why's he here?

Vernon must have had second thoughts.

-Since when has he ever done anything decent?

-How did it get here, Fred?

How should I know?

All right, ladies and gentlemen, let's get the kettle on and the whisky out.

We've got a baby's head to wet.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

I wanted to steal something away from you.

Not for the first time.

Lawrence was years ago.

And he turned me down, although I still can't fathom why.

Perhaps because it was his wedding day.

Aren't I just despicable?

I don't know why I took you back.

Because I'm all you've got.

No, because I keep hoping you'll change.

Oh, Ellen the good Samaritan!

Well, you can afford to be.

It's not my fault I got all this.

It's not mine, either.

But you don't need it. Charles is a wealthy man.

He's thrown me out.

For good.

So I've got nothing.

Happy?

You were wrong.

I'm all YOU'VE got.

So, what are you going to do?

Before we toast the baby, let's raise a glass to Martin.

Don't I get one?

As it's a special occasion.

-Tea?

-Nothing wrong with your eyes now, is there?

-Here, to Martin.

-To Martin.

-You must be over the moon, eh?

-Yeah.

Yeah, glad that Chamberlain's back, too.

Yeah.

Fred, did you go to the farm?

Course I didn't.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

-I don't know.

-Ah, come here.

Come here.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Nothing's wrong, son.

Everything's back to normal. In't it, Fred?

'Course, yeah. Back to normal.

No-one's ever stood up for me like that.

He'd cast doubt on your character.

Yeah, but to throw him out on his ear...

I can repent at leisure, I'm sure.

Well, you won't have to do it alone.

Ask me again.

Please.

I can't do that.

No, Connie, wait.

Wherever you are, come home.

Joyce, anything can happen, you know.

Here...

What was it that you wanted to tell me?

It was something important.

It doesn't matter any more.

Come on.

He'll miss you when you're gone.

I'll miss him, too.

Connie, wait, wait.

I think you misunderstood.

I've been turned down enough times to know what's what when it comes to calling it off, thank you very much.

I'm not turning you down.

It sounds like it. You don't want to court me.

No, you're right, I don't want to court you.

Connie...

I want to marry you.

This is it, then.

You make sure you write.

Oh, I've never been one for letters.

'Course I will.

Hopefully you won't be gone long, eh?

As soon as I can, I'll be back, Bea.

As soon as I can.

# While we're away, we dream

# The way all soldiers do

# We dream of loving you

# While we're away

# We dream of loving you

# While we're away. #

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