0:00:02 > 0:00:04- Do you happen to have a cigarette? - Yes, of course.
0:00:04 > 0:00:06But she's bitched me, old man.
0:00:06 > 0:00:09- I don't even know if the child is mine.- You look like thunder.
0:00:09 > 0:00:12Mrs Satterthwaite has established herself at a German spa
0:00:12 > 0:00:14so it may be said that Sylvia has gone to nurse her.
0:00:14 > 0:00:16Your wife has shamed you both.
0:00:16 > 0:00:19I wish you'd divorce her. Drag her through the mud!
0:00:19 > 0:00:22- There's the child.- If you met someone you wanted to marry?
0:00:22 > 0:00:25You'll have to go round by Camber Railway Bridge!
0:00:25 > 0:00:27It would change nothing.
0:00:27 > 0:00:30I stand for monogamy.
0:01:24 > 0:01:26Sylvia.
0:01:26 > 0:01:28It was good of you to come yourself.
0:01:33 > 0:01:34Then, you don't know.
0:01:36 > 0:01:38I'm so sorry, Christopher.
0:01:40 > 0:01:44There was a telegram from the office, from Macmaster.
0:01:45 > 0:01:47Your mother died yesterday.
0:02:00 > 0:02:03I did not expect it quite yet.
0:02:16 > 0:02:18I killed your mother.
0:02:18 > 0:02:21She died of a broken heart because I left you.
0:02:22 > 0:02:23No, she didn't.
0:02:25 > 0:02:27Then, it was because I asked you to take me back.
0:02:28 > 0:02:31My mother died from a medical condition,
0:02:31 > 0:02:33not a literary convention.
0:02:36 > 0:02:39I suppose it's all over town that I went off with Potty Perowne?
0:02:40 > 0:02:43I told Vincent Macmaster, no one else knows.
0:02:43 > 0:02:45That was nearish, though.
0:02:46 > 0:02:50Oh, Christopher. Has it been awful for you?
0:02:53 > 0:02:56It is thought that you went abroad to look after your mother.
0:02:59 > 0:03:01You'll get your own back!
0:03:01 > 0:03:06Only I wish you wouldn't do it by punishing me with your meal-sack Anglican sainthood.
0:03:06 > 0:03:09Give me Father Consett any day - he called me a harlot
0:03:09 > 0:03:13and refused to shake my hand till he confessed me.
0:03:13 > 0:03:14Father Consett is here?
0:03:14 > 0:03:17I showed him your telegram.
0:03:18 > 0:03:21I want him to know that your condition for taking me back
0:03:21 > 0:03:24is to have your son damned for all eternity.
0:03:40 > 0:03:42If it bothers you so much...
0:04:05 > 0:04:06Thank you.
0:04:12 > 0:04:14I saw Gerald Drake somewhere
0:04:14 > 0:04:18and I thought, "What a brute!"...
0:04:18 > 0:04:20How would I possibly have ...
0:04:23 > 0:04:24Pretty box, though.
0:04:37 > 0:04:42The pictures no doubt belong to the hotel's former existence.
0:04:42 > 0:04:43Was it an abattoir?
0:04:43 > 0:04:45So very sad.
0:04:46 > 0:04:47In the midst of life ...
0:04:48 > 0:04:53Oh, here we are. There is a night express, you're right.
0:04:53 > 0:04:55Wagons-lits, dining car,
0:04:55 > 0:04:59and you'll be at Groby with a day to spare before the funeral.
0:05:00 > 0:05:03A public appearance together couldn't be more timely.
0:05:03 > 0:05:05My cousin Westershire got wind of something
0:05:05 > 0:05:07and I was forced to lie to him.
0:05:07 > 0:05:11As head of the family, the Duke takes it personally when lives become untidy.
0:05:11 > 0:05:13I'm not going back to Christopher
0:05:13 > 0:05:16if I have to be in bed by nine o'clock.
0:05:16 > 0:05:18My own bed, I mean, of course.
0:05:18 > 0:05:21This was the last place Christianised in Europe.
0:05:21 > 0:05:23The old pagan demons are still at their work.
0:05:23 > 0:05:25The sooner you're away,
0:05:25 > 0:05:27the sooner you'll not have such wicked thoughts.
0:05:27 > 0:05:28They are yours, not mine.
0:05:28 > 0:05:32I meant my own bed as distinct from my husband's.
0:05:32 > 0:05:35Father Consett and I will return at leisure by road.
0:05:35 > 0:05:37He has business in Berlin.
0:05:37 > 0:05:39- Irish business? - Now, why would you think that?
0:05:39 > 0:05:43I will not interfere with your social life.
0:05:43 > 0:05:45But our old life, with a town house
0:05:45 > 0:05:47to keep up and entertain in...
0:05:47 > 0:05:50I could not accept your generosity as before.
0:05:50 > 0:05:53- I'm not going to live in Yorkshire. - Macmaster has found a suitable flat
0:05:53 > 0:05:57across the way from his rooms in Gray's Inn.
0:05:57 > 0:06:01A flat in Holborn! I couldn't have imagined anything more humiliating!
0:06:01 > 0:06:04It's supposed to be a penance, it's not a reward.
0:06:04 > 0:06:06- You mind your own business! - Your soul IS my business.
0:06:06 > 0:06:08But my dear boy,
0:06:08 > 0:06:10the whole world would understand
0:06:10 > 0:06:12exactly what we have managed to keep from it.
0:06:12 > 0:06:14You would not be the first landowner
0:06:14 > 0:06:16to give up a house in town in protest
0:06:16 > 0:06:19against the new tax. The Duke would applaud you.
0:06:19 > 0:06:23- I shouldn't wonder if he lends you the Westershire box at the opera. - I never heard such bosh!
0:06:23 > 0:06:28I will be in my room praying for death, or at least packing for it.
0:06:28 > 0:06:31Would you send me your maid?
0:06:31 > 0:06:35I'd better go myself. Sylvia hit my maid with her hairbrush
0:06:35 > 0:06:39and I only borrowed her, I don't want to return her damaged.
0:06:45 > 0:06:46Now then, Christopher.
0:06:46 > 0:06:50Your son is Roman Catholic born, and that's the fact of the matter.
0:06:50 > 0:06:54But Michael will grow up with my sister's children
0:06:54 > 0:06:58in an Anglican parsonage, and the facts must jostle as they may.
0:06:59 > 0:07:00Slainte.
0:07:00 > 0:07:03Father, your Republican friends should know
0:07:03 > 0:07:06Germany is looking for a European war and will find a reason for one,
0:07:06 > 0:07:07probably in the next two years.
0:07:07 > 0:07:10Don't fill your dance card in Berlin.
0:07:16 > 0:07:18Damnable business.
0:07:23 > 0:07:26Do you want a pipe?
0:07:26 > 0:07:27Thank you, no.
0:07:42 > 0:07:46There's a boy I'm putting through Eton.
0:07:48 > 0:07:51- Gilbert Wannop's boy. - Oh?
0:07:51 > 0:07:53For old time's sake.
0:07:55 > 0:08:00Eton and then his father's old college. Nothing in writing.
0:08:01 > 0:08:04But, er...
0:08:04 > 0:08:06You'll see to it if it comes to that?
0:08:09 > 0:08:11Of course, Father.
0:08:41 > 0:08:45- By God, she looks like a... - Yes, sir.
0:08:49 > 0:08:53It doesn't do, stealing the show from her mother-in-law!
0:08:57 > 0:08:59The cedar will have to come down before it knocks over the house.
0:08:59 > 0:09:02Father would sooner take down the house.
0:09:02 > 0:09:04Young men and maidens have made their marriage vows
0:09:04 > 0:09:07under the Groby Tree for longer than memory.
0:09:07 > 0:09:09If Mark won't do it, it'll have to wait for Michael, then.
0:09:23 > 0:09:28Michael, I want you to meet a new friend.
0:09:28 > 0:09:30Clio.
0:09:30 > 0:09:33Don't be frightened.
0:09:33 > 0:09:36Come and say hello.
0:09:36 > 0:09:39There, you see?
0:09:41 > 0:09:44He won't bite.
0:09:51 > 0:09:54- Has he stopped wetting the bed? - Oh, yes, sir.
0:09:56 > 0:09:59It just needed a little firmness.
0:10:04 > 0:10:05I remember, Marchie.
0:10:45 > 0:10:47Your bath, Madam.
0:10:52 > 0:10:53Do you know, Evie,
0:10:53 > 0:10:57there isn't a water-closet in the whole damn house?
0:10:57 > 0:10:59I got a flea in my ear.
0:10:59 > 0:11:02No ashtrays either. Master's orders!
0:11:15 > 0:11:18Thank you. Are they looking after you?
0:11:18 > 0:11:19Yes'm.
0:11:19 > 0:11:22Mr Jenkins the butler chose me to sit next to him
0:11:22 > 0:11:24at lunch on account of your turn-out.
0:11:24 > 0:11:26First hobble skirt at Groby!
0:11:26 > 0:11:28They've only seen them in the picture papers.
0:11:28 > 0:11:31KNOCKING ON DOOR I rang down for a housemaid.
0:11:31 > 0:11:34I won't have you emptying chamber pots.
0:11:34 > 0:11:36Here!
0:11:46 > 0:11:48- May I speak with my wife? - She is in her dressing room, sir.
0:11:48 > 0:11:51Oh, it's all right. You can come in here.
0:11:56 > 0:11:58I'm sorry... I didn't...
0:12:02 > 0:12:05Effie is waiting with her family to go home.
0:12:05 > 0:12:08You'll want to say goodbye to Michael.
0:12:08 > 0:12:11Yes. Yes, of course.
0:12:23 > 0:12:25She took the towel.
0:12:31 > 0:12:34Oh, go away if you can't bear to look!
0:12:35 > 0:12:39Higher than the beasts, lower than the angels.
0:12:39 > 0:12:43Stuck between the two in our idiots' Eden!
0:12:43 > 0:12:45God, I'm so bored with it all!
0:12:45 > 0:12:48Guarding or granting admission to a temple
0:12:48 > 0:12:53no decent butcher would give room to on his offal tray!
0:12:54 > 0:12:57I'd rather be a cow in a field.
0:12:59 > 0:13:02Ask someone to bring Michael to me, will you, please?
0:13:04 > 0:13:06I'll bring him.
0:13:06 > 0:13:09You're hurting yourself for no reason,
0:13:09 > 0:13:11keeping the boy in Yorkshire.
0:13:14 > 0:13:18I'm going to live chaste, just because I want to.
0:13:19 > 0:13:24It will be Swedish exercises and occasional retreats.
0:13:24 > 0:13:29Father Consett knows a convent where you can bring your own maid.
0:13:31 > 0:13:34HE SIGHS
0:13:38 > 0:13:40DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
0:13:51 > 0:13:53A suite!
0:13:53 > 0:13:57But darling, what does one do here, for a whole weekend?
0:13:57 > 0:13:59I don't think that's an ashtray.
0:14:02 > 0:14:04No, I don't think Johnnie would wear it.
0:14:04 > 0:14:07He'd just look at me as if I'd gone off to Maidenhead with someone
0:14:07 > 0:14:10and we both knew it.
0:14:10 > 0:14:13I've had some rotten times at Maidenhead.
0:14:13 > 0:14:17Evie? Would you take Mrs Pelham's cigarette outside
0:14:17 > 0:14:20- and put it somewhere? - Yes, madam.
0:14:30 > 0:14:33So she DOES have a name.
0:14:33 > 0:14:38It was decent of you to come with me, but, er,
0:14:38 > 0:14:39I don't know why...
0:14:42 > 0:14:47I don't believe my retreat can begin until you go.
0:14:47 > 0:14:52I bet you'll be on the up train tomorrow. Not enough men here.
0:14:52 > 0:14:55If there's one thing that drove me out of London,
0:14:55 > 0:14:56it's the way I can't enter a room
0:14:56 > 0:14:59without all the little women instantly cleaving to their men
0:14:59 > 0:15:03as though to say, "Hands off!"
0:15:03 > 0:15:04And then hating me all the more
0:15:04 > 0:15:07when they realise I have no use for their treasured rubbish.
0:15:08 > 0:15:11No more he and she for me.
0:15:12 > 0:15:17I owe it to myself to be fair to Christopher.
0:15:17 > 0:15:21He's up in Yorkshire again, seeing Michael.
0:15:21 > 0:15:23The move to Gray's Inn has been a success.
0:15:24 > 0:15:29He knows his stuff with furniture and pictures.
0:15:29 > 0:15:33He'll walk into a saleroom and sniff out what everybody else has missed.
0:15:35 > 0:15:38He just knows...everything!
0:15:40 > 0:15:43Of course, he wants to make me suffer.
0:15:44 > 0:15:46What man wouldn't?
0:15:48 > 0:15:50I will make him realise his failure
0:15:50 > 0:15:52by living with him in perfect good humour.
0:15:54 > 0:15:57And then one day,
0:15:57 > 0:16:00after a whisky or two...
0:16:02 > 0:16:04He must want to, sometimes.
0:16:06 > 0:16:10Why, you're soppy about him!
0:16:24 > 0:16:27Can somebody tell me why I'm here,
0:16:27 > 0:16:30watching the ruling class in its death throes?
0:16:30 > 0:16:34- Where else would you be?- I would be at a lecture on "Imperialism: the Last Stage of Capitalism"
0:16:34 > 0:16:37at the Working Men's College in Camberwell.
0:16:37 > 0:16:40Since you're here, why don't you introduce us to your friends?
0:16:40 > 0:16:42Because both my friends are at the lecture.
0:16:42 > 0:16:45You should go up to the Working Men's College in Camberwell
0:16:45 > 0:16:47in September instead of Oxford.
0:16:47 > 0:16:51Some of us are working to destroy the citadels of privilege from within.
0:16:51 > 0:16:54Well, that's lucky for some of us.
0:17:05 > 0:17:07Oh, well done, Val!
0:17:07 > 0:17:09- APPLAUSE - Well done!
0:17:11 > 0:17:14You beastly little show-off!
0:17:14 > 0:17:17Of course, it had to be Miss Wannop!
0:17:17 > 0:17:21General. Are we on speaking terms?
0:17:21 > 0:17:25You still owe me £50 for driving your motor into my mare last year.
0:17:25 > 0:17:28Tietjens had the rig on the wrong side of the road.
0:17:28 > 0:17:29Tietjens?!
0:17:29 > 0:17:32HORSE WHINNYING So it WAS him!
0:17:32 > 0:17:34Driving your rig.
0:17:34 > 0:17:37At daybreak.
0:17:37 > 0:17:41Good morning, Lady Claudine. Actually, it was partly the fog
0:17:41 > 0:17:43and partly that your brother didn't sound his horn.
0:17:43 > 0:17:45I was a witness.
0:17:45 > 0:17:47A witness indeed.
0:17:47 > 0:17:48So was I.
0:17:48 > 0:17:51BRAKES SQUEALING A witness to what, I wouldn't know.
0:17:55 > 0:17:56Do excuse me.
0:18:04 > 0:18:07I've just been complaining about you.
0:18:07 > 0:18:10- Good Lord, why? What have I done? - Your lot, I mean.
0:18:10 > 0:18:13Some of us have had to rusticate ourselves for the season.
0:18:13 > 0:18:16My milliner has let go three of her girls,
0:18:16 > 0:18:20and it serves you right if you lose the footman vote too.
0:18:20 > 0:18:24Oh, Miss Wannop! Do you know Mrs Satterthwaite?
0:18:24 > 0:18:25How do you do?
0:18:25 > 0:18:29- She is our friend Tietjens's mother-in-law.- Oh, is that my fame?
0:18:31 > 0:18:32You know Christopher?
0:18:32 > 0:18:36Hardly, but I did meet Mr Tietjens last year in Rye.
0:18:36 > 0:18:38I haven't seen him since.
0:18:42 > 0:18:44Actually, this tea is for my mother,
0:18:44 > 0:18:48and I mustn't inflict myself on Mr Waterhouse with my inferior mind
0:18:48 > 0:18:51and general incapacity for anything much except motherhood.
0:18:51 > 0:18:53So, if you'll excuse me.
0:18:53 > 0:18:57- That's not at all what I... - Oh, that's my first suffragette!
0:19:00 > 0:19:04Got it! You're Tietjens's feminist!
0:19:04 > 0:19:06If you're thinking of starting something...
0:19:06 > 0:19:09I've a good mind to smack your bare bottom!
0:19:09 > 0:19:12I'm sure you think of little else.
0:19:12 > 0:19:14You have a nerve showing your face here.
0:19:14 > 0:19:17I know you're Tietjens's whore. You're all gasping for it,
0:19:17 > 0:19:19you militant bitches!
0:19:19 > 0:19:21How dare you say something thing about a man
0:19:21 > 0:19:23you're not fit to serve as a boot-boy?
0:19:24 > 0:19:26About him?
0:19:26 > 0:19:29Good God, the girl's in love!
0:20:13 > 0:20:16I wanted to write about the Women's Bill,
0:20:16 > 0:20:19but the editor said,
0:20:19 > 0:20:21"My dear Mrs Wannop,
0:20:21 > 0:20:26"our readers already know that the Lords are going to chuck it back.
0:20:26 > 0:20:29"What they have no grasp of is the Balkan crisis."
0:20:29 > 0:20:31Where did you get all this from?
0:20:34 > 0:20:39- Christopher Tietjens. - Oh, you spoke to Mr Tietjens?
0:20:41 > 0:20:43Is he an expert on the Balkan situation?
0:20:48 > 0:20:51- I suppose he is.- Since his father boodled me into this job
0:20:51 > 0:20:53because he had shares in the paper,
0:20:53 > 0:20:56it would reflect very badly on him
0:20:56 > 0:21:00if I were to make a bish of this article.
0:21:01 > 0:21:03Not to mention losing five guineas a week.
0:21:03 > 0:21:05Oh, bother it!
0:21:05 > 0:21:10I meant to say that Serbia has no more right to demand access to the sea than Berkshire.
0:21:10 > 0:21:12Christopher, of course.
0:21:12 > 0:21:15Well, it's men waving their spears.
0:21:15 > 0:21:18As if war were only about maps.
0:21:18 > 0:21:23Now, time's up. I'm expected with Mrs Duchemin.
0:21:23 > 0:21:25So it's in the box!
0:21:33 > 0:21:35'I don't wish to come between a country parson,'
0:21:35 > 0:21:38albeit a gentleman of means, to say the least,
0:21:38 > 0:21:41and one, moreover, with a distinguished association
0:21:41 > 0:21:45- with a great university... - Breakfast Duchemin of Cambridge!
0:21:45 > 0:21:50..between even such a man. and the organ of the parish...
0:21:50 > 0:21:52- Organ? - What?
0:21:55 > 0:21:57You refer to my organ?
0:21:57 > 0:21:59No.
0:21:59 > 0:22:04Yes, I refer to the parish magazine.
0:22:04 > 0:22:06Of course.
0:22:06 > 0:22:08DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING
0:22:14 > 0:22:16I think it's going to be all right.
0:22:16 > 0:22:19He had a cooked breakfast, thank God.
0:22:19 > 0:22:20It's the fasting that brings it on.
0:22:20 > 0:22:24..but the parish magazine is not self-evidently
0:22:24 > 0:22:28the appropriate platform from which to condemn
0:22:28 > 0:22:30restrictive female undergarments
0:22:30 > 0:22:34as being a danger to the sexual health of our women...
0:22:34 > 0:22:37You think so?
0:22:37 > 0:22:39It's sweet of you to come and hold my hand.
0:22:39 > 0:22:42Edith, are you sure you're safe here?
0:22:42 > 0:22:43There's nothing to be done.
0:22:43 > 0:22:46- I just run a bath and think of Browning.- Drowning?
0:22:46 > 0:22:48The poet Browning,
0:22:48 > 0:22:51and the Rossettis.
0:22:52 > 0:22:55Mr Macmaster has taken to coming down at the weekends
0:22:55 > 0:22:59to talk to my husband about the poets he knew in his young days.
0:22:59 > 0:23:02I would like you to know Mr Macmaster better.
0:23:02 > 0:23:04He has opened worlds to me.
0:23:06 > 0:23:09I have the honour of receiving for him
0:23:09 > 0:23:12on what are becoming known as Macmaster's Fridays.
0:23:12 > 0:23:15We might find a little job for you, behind the tea-table.
0:23:15 > 0:23:17What do you think?
0:23:18 > 0:23:20Well, I think... I think...
0:23:20 > 0:23:23Vincent - Mr Macmaster - has rooms in Gray's Inn,
0:23:23 > 0:23:28right across from some people you know, I think.
0:23:28 > 0:23:29Mr and Mrs Tietjens?
0:23:29 > 0:23:32Does he?
0:23:35 > 0:23:39Ah, my dear. His Grace was most complimentary
0:23:39 > 0:23:41about the Lapsang Soochong.
0:23:41 > 0:23:44He enjoys the aroma of smoke.
0:23:44 > 0:23:46Thank you. Delightful.
0:23:46 > 0:23:50I do hope your little - convocation, should I call it? - was...
0:23:50 > 0:23:53Oh, indeed. Yes.
0:23:53 > 0:23:56Sweetness and light!
0:23:57 > 0:23:59All well.
0:24:11 > 0:24:14Oh, I hadn't dared hope!
0:24:21 > 0:24:24HE SNIFFS
0:24:26 > 0:24:28What is it, dear?
0:24:31 > 0:24:33Sulphur!
0:24:33 > 0:24:35Can't you smell it?
0:24:36 > 0:24:38Brimstone.
0:24:39 > 0:24:42I smelled him out the minute he came in.
0:24:42 > 0:24:43Who, dear?
0:24:43 > 0:24:46Beelzebub!
0:24:46 > 0:24:48He thought I was taken in.
0:24:48 > 0:24:51You remember Miss Wannop?
0:24:51 > 0:24:53He takes a pleasing shape.
0:24:53 > 0:24:56I have just been telling Miss Wannop about Mr Macmaster's circle
0:24:56 > 0:25:00of beautiful intellects, all devoted to the higher things...
0:25:00 > 0:25:01But I was ready for him!
0:25:01 > 0:25:05Beauty, truth, the shepherd's pipe, the gem-like flame,
0:25:05 > 0:25:06the wine-dark sea...
0:25:06 > 0:25:11Lord, your servant slept when your handmaiden
0:25:11 > 0:25:15was taken into bondage with a corset, but he wakes now!
0:25:15 > 0:25:16The beautiful soul, souls,
0:25:16 > 0:25:19in harmony with our little gathering of the finer minds,
0:25:19 > 0:25:25quite the finest really, the very best young writers, artists...
0:25:25 > 0:25:28And cast out the Devil's new contraption, the brassiere!
0:25:28 > 0:25:32and all the swaddling and strapping that constricts the freely-flowing
0:25:32 > 0:25:34and God-glorifying bounty of belly and breast!
0:25:34 > 0:25:36Of airy buttock...
0:25:36 > 0:25:38Why, Mr Duchemin, you are one of us!
0:25:38 > 0:25:41All we new women are united against the corset,
0:25:41 > 0:25:43it is the very devil!
0:25:43 > 0:25:45You must write an article for our paper.
0:25:45 > 0:25:48How splendid.
0:26:01 > 0:26:03Sylvia, good morning!
0:26:03 > 0:26:05Merry Christmas!
0:26:05 > 0:26:06Merry Christmas, General.
0:26:06 > 0:26:08You don't know my ADC, Major Perowne.
0:26:08 > 0:26:11Of course I do. Merry Christmas, Potty.
0:26:11 > 0:26:12Potty?
0:26:12 > 0:26:16You've been keeping that one under your hat, Peter!
0:26:16 > 0:26:18Merry Christmas.
0:26:18 > 0:26:19Look here,
0:26:19 > 0:26:21I want to talk to that husband of yours, where is he?
0:26:21 > 0:26:23- What has he done?- Never you mind.
0:26:23 > 0:26:25But you can tell him the War Office
0:26:25 > 0:26:28wants the entire Department of Statistics lined up and shot.
0:26:28 > 0:26:29SHE LAUGHS
0:26:29 > 0:26:32He's in Yorkshire over the New Year, with his sister's family.
0:26:35 > 0:26:38FIREWORKS AND CLOCK CHIMES
0:26:38 > 0:26:41CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
0:26:43 > 0:26:45- Happy New Year!- Happy New Year.
0:26:45 > 0:26:49- Happy New Year, Marchant. - Happy New Year.
0:26:49 > 0:26:51ALL: Happy New Year. Happy New Year....
0:26:51 > 0:26:54Happy New Year, Marchant. Happy New Year.
0:26:54 > 0:26:56Well, it's up the stairs to Bedfordshire for me.
0:26:56 > 0:27:00- Good night, sir.- Good night, Marchie. You'll look in on Michael?
0:27:00 > 0:27:02MUSIC AND CHEERING
0:27:13 > 0:27:16I go back to town tomorrow to face the warmongers.
0:27:16 > 0:27:18Are they after your blood?
0:27:18 > 0:27:22No-one was counting in the cost of losing our export trade
0:27:22 > 0:27:23to the Continent.
0:27:24 > 0:27:26Do you think there will be a war?
0:27:26 > 0:27:29If Germany puts it off much longer, Russia will have enough railway
0:27:29 > 0:27:31to put her army on the frontier in 20 days.
0:27:31 > 0:27:34So the Germans are in a panic, it will take them twice that long to beat France
0:27:34 > 0:27:36and they don't want to be fighting on two fronts.
0:27:36 > 0:27:39Goodness.
0:27:39 > 0:27:40The things you chaps in London know!
0:27:40 > 0:27:42Mmm.
0:27:46 > 0:27:49- Would you like me to come and tuck you up?- No, thank you very much.
0:27:49 > 0:27:53- It's only for a minute. - No, Brownlie.
0:27:53 > 0:27:55- Dash it, Sylvia. - Happy New Year.
0:28:25 > 0:28:27Darling?
0:28:34 > 0:28:35Christopher?
0:28:35 > 0:28:40I hope you had a lovely evening, madam. Happy New Year.
0:28:40 > 0:28:44What are you doing, waiting up? Go to bed.
0:28:45 > 0:28:49Well, now you're here...
0:28:52 > 0:28:53SHE SIGHS
0:29:34 > 0:29:37SHOUTING
0:29:37 > 0:29:40Votes for women!
0:29:40 > 0:29:42Votes for women! Votes for women!
0:29:42 > 0:29:45SHOUTING CONTINUES
0:30:03 > 0:30:05- Stand up for your rights! - You can't do that here, lady!
0:30:05 > 0:30:06Be off with you now.
0:30:06 > 0:30:11- Well, it's open to the public and we are the public!- No, you don't!
0:30:11 > 0:30:13No, nobody gets through! No.
0:30:36 > 0:30:39What are you all gawping at?
0:30:39 > 0:30:42Do you think that is all women are good for?
0:30:44 > 0:30:46Hey! What do you think you are doing?!
0:30:46 > 0:30:48There's no need to manhandle me!
0:30:48 > 0:30:51Put it down!
0:31:23 > 0:31:27There you are at last, Brownlie.
0:31:27 > 0:31:31Dash it, Sylvia, I don't know what you mean. I've been waiting ages.
0:31:31 > 0:31:35- I said let's meet at the Ritz. - Well, it's near the Ritz.
0:31:36 > 0:31:38Don't sulk or I'll be sorry I came at all.
0:31:40 > 0:31:42What shall I look at?
0:31:42 > 0:31:45I don't much care for any of them.
0:31:45 > 0:31:47They're well past, if you ask me.
0:31:49 > 0:31:54Past Impressionism. You see, they're called Past Impressionists.
0:31:56 > 0:31:59You stay with the banking, Brownlie, that's what I advise.
0:31:59 > 0:32:01Aren't they?
0:32:04 > 0:32:07I might buy one to annoy Christopher.
0:32:07 > 0:32:08I'm all for that.
0:32:10 > 0:32:12I'll buy it for you,
0:32:12 > 0:32:14if you stop being so cruel to me.
0:32:22 > 0:32:24Yes.
0:32:24 > 0:32:25Yes.
0:32:26 > 0:32:28Where did you find this?
0:32:29 > 0:32:31In Dover Street.
0:32:33 > 0:32:35I've no doubt it's young Tom Girtin
0:32:35 > 0:32:37on one of his topographical tours in the 1790s.
0:32:39 > 0:32:42You must have it in your bedroom.
0:32:44 > 0:32:46Now I'm hurt.
0:32:46 > 0:32:48Oh?
0:32:48 > 0:32:51No, no, I like it very much.
0:32:53 > 0:32:55The breakfast room, then.
0:32:57 > 0:33:00Yes... perhaps.
0:33:02 > 0:33:04I'll leave it for you.
0:33:09 > 0:33:10- Goodnight.- Goodnight.
0:33:32 > 0:33:37- You would marry Mrs Duchemin, of course, if she were free.- Yes.
0:33:37 > 0:33:41- Why doesn't she have her husband certified?- Well, she's loyal.
0:33:41 > 0:33:43Do you find that contradictory?
0:33:43 > 0:33:46No, I don't. But, no disrespect, surely a better reason
0:33:46 > 0:33:48- is the Lunacy Commissioners would hold the purse strings.- Yes.
0:33:48 > 0:33:51- Whereas, as things are... - I wanted to ask your advice.
0:33:51 > 0:33:54Suppose she lent me the money? Only a thousand or two?
0:33:54 > 0:33:57I want to live in a manner worthy of Edith, naturally.
0:33:57 > 0:34:01Chrissie, it's only timing. The money will come to her in the end, what's the difference?
0:34:01 > 0:34:05None, except as to how you are perceived as a gentleman.
0:34:07 > 0:34:09Don't touch the Duchemins' money, I'll give you what you need.
0:34:09 > 0:34:11Chrissie.
0:34:11 > 0:34:15It's of no consequence. I came into some funds from my mother, rather a lot by my standards.
0:34:15 > 0:34:19- Chrissie, it would be a loan. - I'm afraid I never loan money.
0:34:19 > 0:34:22- I won't take it otherwise. - Think of it as you wish.
0:34:22 > 0:34:24Come up, I'll write you a cheque.
0:34:32 > 0:34:33Thank you, Chrissie.
0:34:36 > 0:34:39I'm about to be handing out sums of money too.
0:34:39 > 0:34:42Small sums from the Royal Literary Fund.
0:34:42 > 0:34:45It seems some poor beggar has to supervise the disbursements.
0:34:45 > 0:34:49And the King's Gold Stick of the Bedchamber or some such
0:34:49 > 0:34:51liked my little book on Browning.
0:34:51 > 0:34:56- Congratulations, you'll be in the honours list soon enough. - Do you think so?
0:34:56 > 0:35:00Oh, Chrissie, I wish you'd come to one of my Fridays.
0:35:00 > 0:35:02I wouldn't want to be rude to your aesthetes.
0:35:08 > 0:35:12You know I'm taking August in Scotland this year?
0:35:14 > 0:35:16What about you?
0:35:18 > 0:35:21Sylvia's accepted to join the Duke's house party
0:35:21 > 0:35:23at his place in Northumberland.
0:35:23 > 0:35:26You remember telling me once, two years ago at Rye,
0:35:26 > 0:35:31we'd be at war about the time the grouse shooting began in 1914?
0:35:31 > 0:35:35- Time's running out. - Yes, I'm afraid so.
0:35:35 > 0:35:37Make the most of Scotland.
0:35:38 > 0:35:39And do be circumspect.
0:35:41 > 0:35:45I know what it is that makes a man want to go away with a woman he likes.
0:35:45 > 0:35:48But that desire, which is to be allowed to finish
0:35:48 > 0:35:51his conversations with her...
0:35:51 > 0:35:53must be resisted.
0:35:53 > 0:35:55Oh, Chrissie.
0:35:57 > 0:35:58What you know!
0:35:58 > 0:36:00HE CHUCKLES
0:36:18 > 0:36:21Opened the car door for the lady-wife...I don't think!
0:36:28 > 0:36:30Welcome!
0:36:32 > 0:36:34Oh, thank you, sir.
0:36:40 > 0:36:45Oh. Mr and Mrs Macmaster, is it? Welcome.
0:36:50 > 0:36:53- Ah, thank you, sir.- Thank you.
0:36:56 > 0:36:59Ah, you will of course let Mrs McKenzie know if you need anything.
0:37:02 > 0:37:04DOOR CLOSES
0:37:04 > 0:37:06They know! They know!
0:37:06 > 0:37:08Oh, no, they don't.
0:37:08 > 0:37:11Darling... Darling, it'll be all right.
0:37:12 > 0:37:15We've dreamed of this. To be away together.
0:37:15 > 0:37:18(Lock the door. Lock the door!)
0:37:28 > 0:37:30HE LAUGHS EXCITEDLY
0:37:30 > 0:37:32Darling.
0:37:37 > 0:37:39SHE GIGGLES Oh, no, no, don't mess up the bed!
0:37:43 > 0:37:48SHE GIGGLES Oh...
0:37:48 > 0:37:51my love!
0:37:51 > 0:37:53Are you expecting a good season?
0:37:53 > 0:37:56Yes. Plenty of birds.
0:37:57 > 0:37:59DOG BARKS
0:37:59 > 0:38:00Ah...
0:38:01 > 0:38:05- Won't be long now, eh? - THEY CHUCKLE
0:38:08 > 0:38:10SEAGULLS SHRIEK
0:38:11 > 0:38:14DOG CONTINUES BARKING
0:38:16 > 0:38:18HORSES STIR
0:38:22 > 0:38:24No good asking me.
0:38:24 > 0:38:28Bertram says Asquith and Lord Grey never discuss war in Cabinet.
0:38:28 > 0:38:30Not in front of the children.
0:38:30 > 0:38:32THEY CHUCKLE
0:38:32 > 0:38:34- The Cabinet talks about women. - Women?
0:38:34 > 0:38:36Oh, oh, women.
0:38:36 > 0:38:38Women and Ireland.
0:38:38 > 0:38:40Mother's priest has turned her Republican.
0:38:40 > 0:38:43That's just Sylvia pulling the strings of the shower bath.
0:38:43 > 0:38:47What war, Glorvina? It isn't going to be our war.
0:38:47 > 0:38:50If it had been us and a tinpot country like Serbia,
0:38:50 > 0:38:52we'd have declared war three weeks ago.
0:38:52 > 0:38:54- Exactly. - What are the Austrians waiting for?
0:38:54 > 0:38:57For an assurance that Russia won't come in on the Serbian side
0:38:57 > 0:39:01and Russia's waiting for an assurance that Germany won't come in on the Austrian side.
0:39:01 > 0:39:03There you are - no stomach for a fight.
0:39:03 > 0:39:05There's not going to be any war.
0:39:07 > 0:39:09This isn't our own chutney!
0:39:09 > 0:39:12SEAGULLS SHRIEK
0:39:22 > 0:39:24Why are they all in...?
0:39:24 > 0:39:27What's frightening them? They're all in a...
0:39:27 > 0:39:28panic.
0:39:30 > 0:39:32Up there, look.
0:39:32 > 0:39:34It's a fish eagle.
0:39:35 > 0:39:37Not even on duty.
0:39:40 > 0:39:43Listen, Sylvia, they're all living in cloud-cuckoo-land.
0:39:44 > 0:39:48I want to see Michael before we find ourselves on a train south.
0:39:48 > 0:39:49A fish eagle...
0:39:50 > 0:39:52What?
0:39:52 > 0:39:55The Germans are itching to get at the Russians.
0:39:55 > 0:39:59France will declare war on Germany, that's what the French-Russian Pact is for.
0:39:59 > 0:40:03Then it's us. Germany will invade through Belgium...
0:40:03 > 0:40:05If you don't stop, I'm going to jump.
0:40:05 > 0:40:09Britain is committed to defend Belgian neutrality.
0:40:12 > 0:40:15That's what I'd like to come back as.
0:40:16 > 0:40:18The fish eagle.
0:40:44 > 0:40:47THEY CONVERSE QUIETLY
0:40:47 > 0:40:50SHE GIGGLES
0:40:55 > 0:40:56I say.
0:40:56 > 0:40:59Isn't that...?
0:40:59 > 0:41:02SHE GIGGLES Mrs Duchemin!
0:41:16 > 0:41:19SHE SOBS
0:41:19 > 0:41:22We're not leaving here together, you oaf!
0:41:24 > 0:41:28Yes, but... How...how will you...?
0:41:34 > 0:41:36Oh, Chrissie, thank God you're here!
0:41:36 > 0:41:38Your telegram bounced, I was in Yorkshire, seeing Michael.
0:41:38 > 0:41:41- What's happened? - Edith will explain on the train.
0:41:41 > 0:41:44- I won't forget today in a hurry. - None of us will. Haven't you heard?
0:41:44 > 0:41:46We're at war with Germany.
0:41:52 > 0:41:54Oh...
0:41:55 > 0:41:57Oh....
0:41:58 > 0:42:00SHE GASPS BREATHLESSLY
0:42:07 > 0:42:09SHE SOBS
0:42:15 > 0:42:18The French are saying that we're not pulling our weight.
0:42:18 > 0:42:22The Prime Minister wishes to show that, when measured against respective populations
0:42:22 > 0:42:25of single men of fighting age and suchlike,
0:42:25 > 0:42:28- that our contribution compares very favourably with the French.- Does it?
0:42:28 > 0:42:31This document lumps together 72 battalions
0:42:31 > 0:42:34of Kitchener's volunteers who aren't on the Western Front,
0:42:34 > 0:42:38- they're still in training without half their kit.- That's a million men under arms committed to the fight!
0:42:38 > 0:42:41This is all about who's in control of strategy, I suppose.
0:42:41 > 0:42:46Our masters take the view the Western Front must be under dual command,
0:42:46 > 0:42:49not, repeat not under a single command,
0:42:49 > 0:42:54- which would mean French command, obviously.- Why would it mean that, sir, obviously?
0:42:54 > 0:42:56Lord, I thought you were supposed to be clever.
0:42:56 > 0:43:00Because the French army is ten times the size of the British army!
0:43:00 > 0:43:03Because the war is being fought on French soil, not British soil!
0:43:03 > 0:43:06Because... Now look here, Tietjens. I took you for a sound man.
0:43:06 > 0:43:10This department exists to show that just as there are different ways
0:43:10 > 0:43:13to put things in words, there are different ways to put things in numbers!
0:43:13 > 0:43:17I detest and despise the work I am asked to do in the department,
0:43:17 > 0:43:20whose purpose seems to be to turn statistics into sophistry.
0:43:20 > 0:43:23- I am resigning. Good morning. - Resigning?
0:43:23 > 0:43:25- Don't you want to be a man of influence?- No.
0:43:25 > 0:43:27I'd prefer to be in the trenches.
0:43:29 > 0:43:33Oh, God, give me the strength to strangle the Kaiser
0:43:33 > 0:43:35- with my bare hands.- You innocent!
0:43:35 > 0:43:37It's the soldiers who betrayed the cause.
0:43:37 > 0:43:39- You are talking rubbish! - Class traitors!
0:43:39 > 0:43:41And the German socialists too!
0:43:41 > 0:43:45- I can't listen to this...- Voting for war like lickspittle lackeys. - Stop it! Stop it!
0:43:45 > 0:43:47I hope they die with blood spouting out of their lungs.
0:43:47 > 0:43:50- TELEPHONE RINGS - I thought you were a pacifist!
0:43:50 > 0:43:53Yes, I refuse to fight, but let the guilty get what they deserve!
0:43:53 > 0:43:55You are nothing but a lily-livered coward...
0:43:55 > 0:43:59- As for you, I hope both sides rape every woman...- What?!
0:43:59 > 0:44:01- SOUNDS OF A STRUGGLE - Edith?
0:44:04 > 0:44:08I thought of you because you're mixed in with the kind of woman who...
0:44:08 > 0:44:09What is it? What can I do?
0:44:11 > 0:44:13How do you get rid of a baby?
0:44:16 > 0:44:18Mr Duchemin...
0:44:18 > 0:44:20Hasn't he...?
0:44:23 > 0:44:26Duchemin's been in the asylum for months
0:44:26 > 0:44:27and I'm caught...
0:44:27 > 0:44:34by that jumped-up son of an Edinburgh fishwife who didn't know his business better than to...
0:44:34 > 0:44:36You mean Mr Macmaster?
0:44:37 > 0:44:39I never dreamt.
0:44:39 > 0:44:42What did you think we were doing, comparing our beautiful souls?
0:44:42 > 0:44:46Well, yes! That is what I thought.
0:44:46 > 0:44:48And...poetry!
0:44:50 > 0:44:54Oh, Edith, your prince, your chevalier!
0:44:54 > 0:44:58- That guttersnipe, shooting off like a tomcat in heat.- Don't, Edith!
0:44:59 > 0:45:01I know when it was.
0:45:01 > 0:45:03I suppose you must.
0:45:06 > 0:45:08W-When what was?
0:45:11 > 0:45:15Valentine, you do know how babies are made, don't you?
0:45:15 > 0:45:17Of course I do!
0:45:19 > 0:45:20But do-do you mean...
0:45:23 > 0:45:27..you mean you can...you can do it without making a baby?
0:45:27 > 0:45:31Oh, go home, you goose!
0:45:31 > 0:45:32SHE WEEPS
0:45:36 > 0:45:38I'm sorry. Oh...
0:45:40 > 0:45:44- I'm so pointless. - SHE SOBS
0:45:44 > 0:45:48Everything's.... Everything is so horrible.
0:45:48 > 0:45:52Beastliness everywhere and I live like an ant,
0:45:52 > 0:45:55but I thought at least there was you,
0:45:55 > 0:46:01living for love - someone rising clear above the muck for me,
0:46:01 > 0:46:04reaching for beautiful things,
0:46:04 > 0:46:07loving and...being loved.
0:46:11 > 0:46:13And now there's no-one left...
0:46:16 > 0:46:18..and nothing.
0:46:21 > 0:46:22SHE SOBS
0:46:36 > 0:46:38Christopher Tietjens to see General Campion.
0:46:38 > 0:46:40This way, sir. Follow me, sir.
0:46:40 > 0:46:45After which, the adjutant will stand the battalion at ease
0:46:45 > 0:46:48and the band will play Land Of Hope And Glory.
0:46:48 > 0:46:50HE KNOCKS ON DOOR
0:46:50 > 0:46:54Sit down, Chrissie, you damned fool.
0:46:54 > 0:46:57Then the adjutant will call out...
0:46:57 > 0:47:02"There will be no more parades"
0:47:02 > 0:47:05and "Fall out" and so on.
0:47:05 > 0:47:08Try that on them.
0:47:08 > 0:47:12I'm supposed to invent a ceremonial for disbanding
0:47:12 > 0:47:17- the Kitchener battalions. - Disbanding?- Don't want them clogging up the army when the war's over.
0:47:17 > 0:47:20So don't hitch your wagon to me if you want to see some fighting,
0:47:20 > 0:47:24- you can see where my opinions have got me. - The single command business?
0:47:24 > 0:47:28- That's what did for me at the office.- But what the hell has it got to do with you?
0:47:28 > 0:47:32And now you think you'll be some use as a soldier!
0:47:32 > 0:47:33Have you told Sylvia?
0:47:33 > 0:47:37Not yet. She'll say the same thing as you, I suppose.
0:47:37 > 0:47:40TEARFULLY: Well, I think you're a fool.
0:47:42 > 0:47:46The office is going to get me out anyway.
0:47:46 > 0:47:49Too many black marks against me.
0:47:49 > 0:47:51Go, then. Add your little bit to the suffering,
0:47:51 > 0:47:54even if it's only your own.
0:47:58 > 0:48:01I can't sleep in the night now, because pain is worse in the dark.
0:48:02 > 0:48:07It spreads into every corner, black like ink...
0:48:08 > 0:48:10..printer's ink.
0:48:10 > 0:48:14Newspapers dripping hate and lies every day.
0:48:15 > 0:48:19No, don't touch me now when it's too late!
0:48:30 > 0:48:32I'm going across to tell Macmaster.
0:48:34 > 0:48:36Yes, do.
0:48:38 > 0:48:42You're such a paragon of honourable behaviour, Christopher.
0:48:42 > 0:48:44You're the cruellest man I know.
0:48:58 > 0:49:00CHATTERING
0:49:00 > 0:49:05At times like this, one realises no-one has ever, ever captured grief
0:49:05 > 0:49:07like Michelangelo in his Pieta.
0:49:07 > 0:49:12Unhappily, she looks like Stravinsky and he like Isadora!
0:49:12 > 0:49:14MEN LAUGH HEARTILY
0:49:16 > 0:49:18Miss Wannop.
0:49:22 > 0:49:23Mr Tietjens.
0:49:23 > 0:49:25Tietjens!
0:49:25 > 0:49:28Oh, hello, Vinnie.
0:49:28 > 0:49:32I forgot it was a Friday. I had something to tell you.
0:49:32 > 0:49:34People will be leaving soon.
0:49:34 > 0:49:37Then I'll talk to Miss Wannop, meanwhile.
0:49:37 > 0:49:39Though she's not pleased to see me.
0:49:39 > 0:49:43The war has turned her against men as a sex!
0:49:43 > 0:49:46- HE CHUCKLES - First, you must greet Edith.
0:49:50 > 0:49:52(Is everything all right now?)
0:49:54 > 0:49:56The bishop turned out to be a Christian.
0:49:57 > 0:50:01- He knew Duchemin was a dangerous lunatic!- Mm.
0:50:01 > 0:50:05- Is your abortionist here? I'd like to kiss her.- Ssh!
0:50:05 > 0:50:07Guggums! Look who's come!
0:50:08 > 0:50:10- Mrs Duchemin.- Mr Tietjens.
0:50:13 > 0:50:17Ah, Chrissie, come and be introduced.
0:50:17 > 0:50:20This is Tietjens, the star of our department.
0:50:20 > 0:50:23Actually, I share rooms with your brother Mark.
0:50:23 > 0:50:25Really? You must be the new lodger.
0:50:26 > 0:50:28Miss Wannop,
0:50:28 > 0:50:31come to the fire and tell me why you won't talk to me.
0:50:43 > 0:50:45< We like our tea strong.
0:50:45 > 0:50:47What is that smell, do you know?
0:50:49 > 0:50:52- Chinese incense sticks.- Ah.
0:50:54 > 0:50:56So those were the geniuses.
0:50:57 > 0:50:59Well, who am I to judge?
0:51:01 > 0:51:05That man over there isn't a genius. His name's Ruggles.
0:51:05 > 0:51:08He's something to do with handing out honours at the Palace.
0:51:08 > 0:51:10Macmaster's got his ear.
0:51:11 > 0:51:14Oh, they're perfectly proper. The only clean way.
0:51:14 > 0:51:16British way.
0:51:20 > 0:51:24Well, I came over to tell Macmaster I'm joining the army.
0:51:30 > 0:51:35I...hoped we respected each other.
0:51:35 > 0:51:37At least I tremendously respect you,
0:51:37 > 0:51:38and I hoped...
0:51:39 > 0:51:41..you'd respect me too.
0:51:45 > 0:51:47You don't respect me?
0:51:54 > 0:51:57Well, I would have liked you to have said it.
0:51:57 > 0:52:02Oh, what difference does it make when...when there's all this pain,
0:52:02 > 0:52:04this torture?
0:52:04 > 0:52:07I haven't slept a whole night since...
0:52:10 > 0:52:13I believe pain and fear must be worse at night.
0:52:16 > 0:52:17Dear...
0:52:19 > 0:52:22It's so queer...
0:52:22 > 0:52:27My wife used almost the exactly words you used,
0:52:27 > 0:52:29not an hour ago.
0:52:30 > 0:52:33She too said that she couldn't respect me.
0:52:35 > 0:52:39We have to do everything we can not to lose our men, don't you see?
0:52:39 > 0:52:42Besides, you know you are more useful here.
0:52:42 > 0:52:44They'll never have me back.
0:52:44 > 0:52:48The sentimentalist must be stoned to death.
0:52:48 > 0:52:50He makes everyone uncomfortable.
0:52:50 > 0:52:54You shouldn't be proud of despising your country.
0:52:54 > 0:52:55Oh, don't believe that!
0:52:56 > 0:52:59I love every field and hedgerow.
0:52:59 > 0:53:04The land is England, and once it was the foundation of order,
0:53:04 > 0:53:08before money took over and handed the country over to the swindlers
0:53:08 > 0:53:10and schemers.
0:53:10 > 0:53:11Toryism of the pig's trough.
0:53:14 > 0:53:16Then what is your Toryism?
0:53:16 > 0:53:17Duty.
0:53:20 > 0:53:23Duty and service to above and below. Frugality...
0:53:24 > 0:53:27..keeping your word, honouring the past.
0:53:29 > 0:53:31Looking after your people
0:53:31 > 0:53:34and beggaring yourself if need be before letting duty go hang.
0:53:34 > 0:53:37If we'd stayed out of it, I'd have gone to fight for France,
0:53:37 > 0:53:39for agriculture against industrialism,
0:53:39 > 0:53:42for the 18th century against the 20th, if you like.
0:53:43 > 0:53:45Hoped you'd understand.
0:53:47 > 0:53:49Oh, I understand you!
0:53:49 > 0:53:51You're as innocent about yourself as a child.
0:53:51 > 0:53:55You would've thought all the same things in the 18th century.
0:53:55 > 0:53:57Of course I would, and I would have been right!
0:54:04 > 0:54:07But you do make one collect one's thoughts.
0:54:11 > 0:54:15Do you remember our ride in the mist, what you said about me three years ago?
0:54:18 > 0:54:20Well, I'm not that man now.
0:54:22 > 0:54:24What? I can't remember.
0:54:24 > 0:54:28I'm not an English country gentleman who'll let the country go to hell
0:54:28 > 0:54:32and never stir himself except to say, "I told you so."
0:54:34 > 0:54:36Yes. I said that.
0:54:36 > 0:54:39I said you ought to be in a museum.
0:54:42 > 0:54:44I think I wanted to provoke you into...
0:54:44 > 0:54:47bursting out of your glass cabinet.
0:54:54 > 0:54:57Now it's a choice between bad and worse.
0:54:58 > 0:55:02Well, I have a big, hulking body to throw into the war.
0:55:04 > 0:55:06Nothing much to live for...
0:55:09 > 0:55:11..because...
0:55:11 > 0:55:13you know what I want, I can't have.
0:55:18 > 0:55:19What is it I know?
0:55:26 > 0:55:28What I stand for is gone.
0:55:32 > 0:55:33But to live for?
0:55:35 > 0:55:38- You have something to live for. - What's that?
0:55:47 > 0:55:49(Why didn't you kiss me then?)
0:55:51 > 0:55:53Why didn't you?
0:55:53 > 0:55:57SONG: "Pace, Pace Mio Dio"
0:56:54 > 0:56:58SONG CONTINUES: "Pace, Pace Moi Dio"
0:57:04 > 0:57:06EXPLOSION
0:57:34 > 0:57:36Would you mind telling me what actually happened to you?
0:57:36 > 0:57:40- What is my name?- Ask your husband about the Wannop girl, I dare you!
0:57:40 > 0:57:44- He got mixed up with a young woman. - I'd keep off the grass If I were you.
0:57:44 > 0:57:48- To my dear husband. - Will you be my mistress tonight?
0:57:48 > 0:57:51- Are you leaving? - Yes. I have an engagement.
0:57:51 > 0:57:54I won't forgive him for not talking to me at the club. That was stupidity.
0:57:54 > 0:57:57- I can't live at Groby with you. - 'Oh, Christopher!'
0:57:57 > 0:58:01In the name of the Almighty, how could any woman live beside you?
0:58:01 > 0:58:04I'll be ready for anything you ask.
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