Episode 3 Young James Herriot

-James? Still here?

-Jenny!

-What are you reading that for?

-Professor Richie gave it to me.

You fought in the war, Professor?

Swept up in a great patriotic fervour. I was naive, Mr Herriot.

The prerogative of youth.

Typical. Pacifist claptrap.

Thanks for nothing, Jenny.

She doesn't believe in the emancipation of women.

Given her father owns half of Scotland she doesn't need to believe.

-You went to the Murdochs' farm?

-I did.

-After you heard about my diagnosis.

-It was my duty to inform them.

You did it to thwart me.

A ridiculous accusation.

Is there something wrong, Professor?

Perhaps you need a holiday.

Mrs Munro.

I swear, I... I saw a sheep.

No, no! It must be...the shock of the fresh air Mrs M.

Maybe you should... You should've stayed indoors.

No. The world will just have to continue to come to me.

Doing anything next Friday?

Actually, I have an engagement.

Well, it's more of a fundraising event really.

And, given your new interest in politics,

perhaps you might find it quite stimulating.

ALARM CLOCK RINGS

JAMES GROANS

James, here's your wages, sir.

Thank you.

I hope it's worth it, James, working day and night.

Falling asleep in your exam because you only slept a few hours all week?

That's just what Jenny says.

And she's not helping.

Showing you off to all her posh friends until late into the night.

Sorry. Not my business.

Whirly, if I fail it won't be from lack of sleep.

It'll more than likely just show I'm not a good enough vet.

Oh, come on. You have a fantastic way with animals.

Apart from cows, maybe. And horses, obviously, are a weak point.

But it's the academic stuff.

I don't seem to have a brain that holds on to it.

I mean, I put all the information in.

Then when I go to look for it...

James, it's like Professor Richie says,

there is such a thing as too much academic theory.

But there's definitely no such thing as too much hands on experience.

Fine. Try telling that to Gunnell. He's the one marking the papers.

Hmm.

What?

You've plenty to worry about with this misconduct hearing today.

Don't worry about me.

I'm going in there with a very good plan of attack.

See, that's what worries me. Attack.

Whirly, for once, why don't you just bite your tongue?

Gentlemen.

My concern is for the wider implications

of the actions of Miss Tyson.

My own distress

must be subsumed by a greater concern for...

Perhaps firstly, professor, we might establish what actually happened.

She tried to poison me. Me! The Vice Principal of the college!

Professor Richie,

you accept we must take a very serious view of such an offence?

I do. If an offence has been committed.

Do you have anything to say?

Only this, professors,

that I see here not only a panel made up solely of men...

Yes. Your professors.

Your superiors.

I find this liberal approach beyond galling.

..but also see no representative here from the student body.

If I am to be tried by a jury,

I insist it contain at least one of my peers.

She insists! Well, I call that communism, gentlemen.

I rather think it's democracy.

I think it will be a very progressive step.

And the students would see this is no kangaroo court,

no lynch mob.

Very well then, gentlemen. Those for Miss Tyson's proposal?

Jenny, I think you'll waltz through the exams.

I most probably won't.

And the thing is, unlike McAloon...

Or me.

My point is my family can't afford to pay an extra year for me

to resit my exams, so...

Ooh, hello, boy!

-Mother! Father!

-Darling!

I didn't think you were back till next week!

Yes. Obviously, Rome has its delights, poppet.

But it does tend to be so full of Italians.

Well, you are a real corker aren't you?

This is James. He's almost as potty about dogs as you are.

You're terribly privileged, James.

Freda is very particular who she favours.

I don't think I've seen a more perfect example.

Five generations of Muirheads have bred Gordon Setters.

Anyway, I think we should let Jennifer

and her young friend give us a tour of the place.

Love to, Father, but I'm afraid we have an exam to sit in -

heavens, in five minutes!

But perhaps afterwards James could come over and see the kennels.

Kennels?

I'm afraid your father has people arriving on important business.

-Another time.

-How about tomorrow?

If that's all right? Because I would love to see a proper pedigree kennel.

See what I mean?

Well, you'd better dash.

Good to meet you, John.

We'll see you later.

Ma'am.

What a charming young man.

Some of my fellow professors were against the intake of women

here at the college.

But I...

I think we have to be forward looking.

Quite. I'm often told equality is the coming thing.

Although, I think the call for equality with men

does set the bar rather low.

Your daughter, Lady Muirhead,

could do no more to prove those naysayers wrong.

Certainly, from her letters

Jennifer does seem terribly settled here.

And I'm sure, as you say, this will go some way to helping

those students without her advantages.

Splendid.

As Vice Principal of the college, I thank you both

for this generous beginning to the New Legge Scholarship Fund.

And I hope we shall see you and your colleagues at our gathering tomorrow.

I'm sure we will find it, uh, stimulating.

Of course, Mother loves that I'm going to become a vet.

Father's very supportive,

-although he's very busy these days with his work in...in politics.

-Oh.

But Mother says as long as I pass,

he'll be satisfied I'm doing the right thing.

You see, that's what I don't understand.

That someone like Whirly, who's brilliant in her exam work,

is taking the risk of being thrown out of college.

Isn't she saying she didn't put anything in Gunnell's grog?

Of course she is. How could she say any different?

WHISPERS: It doesn't change the fact that she did.

Meanwhile, yours truly has to pedal twice as fast

just to keep up with either of you two.

All the more reason to get down to some serious revision for the practical exam.

Absolutely.

More often than not Mrs Munro has the house full,

but she's been rather down lately.

So, it should be pretty quiet.

PIANO MUSIC PLAYS

Mrs Munro?

CHEERING AND LAUGHTER

James! Darling! Isn't it marvellous?

Oskar is back again to teach the joys of art

to the boys of St Aloysius College.

Oskar Konstandt.

What a fine study such a beauty would make.

It's very nice to meet you.

Mr Konstandt, pleasure to...

-Thank you.

-You're already a great friend.

James, I think perhaps I should leave you with your...friends.

Really? No...

I'll see you tomorrow at the kennels. So, good night.

Good night!

Mr McAloon. Please, a glass also.

Ooh, no, no, no, no.

No giggle water for me tonight, I'm afraid. But thank you.

Please, to seal the hello.

Just one very, very small... erm, whatever it is.

Then I must get back to my books.

To friends!

To friends!

-L'chaim!

-L'chaim!

JAMES HICCOUGHS

Here come the hiccoughs.

HE BELCHES

James Herriot!

HE SNORES

ALARM CLOCK RINGS

Good morning!

It's a lovely morning, isn't it?

HE GROANS

I'm just not sure, Oskar, on the whole,

is very good for Aunt Elspeth.

Really? He's terrific fun. You saw how he dragged Mrs M

out of her misery mood ten seconds after he got here.

Yes. But then, as usual, he'll pack up his easel and paints and leave.

She'll be back where she was, or worse.

Breakfast, Mr Herriot?

Can't.

Got to go and see Jenny. And the Muirhead dogs.

HE GROANS

The two loves of his life in one breathless afternoon jaunt.

Looks like you've been forgotten, Whirly.

You see, this always happens.

ANGRY VOICES AND SCREAMING

McAloon, do something!

Mrs Munro?

Get out of here! You insensitive brute!

You think if Oskar go this time he will come back? Nein!

See what I mean?

Whirly...

You cause nothing but trouble, Oskar.

It would be marvellous if you could come.

Much more fun for me.

It's a sort of fundraising event for father's political friends.

As long as I don't have to drink anything.

What was that dangerous looking blue stuff?

Something called Schnapps.

Oskar says it's good for the soul but I don't think it is.

You didn't seem to think very much of him. When he went to kiss your hand...

There are some types one ought to be wary of.

He didn't look very trustworthy to me.

-I'm sure if you got to know Oskar, I think...

-Sometimes these foreigners

will do anything to stay in the country.

I hope Mrs Munro doesn't fall for his charming manner

and then regret it later.

Now, James. Be warned.

Mother is a dear, but she'll talk all day about her dogs

if we let her.

That's fine by me.

Even before the Muirhead kennel was founded

Gordon Setters had remained for one hundred years

pure and unmixed with any blood.

And that's important?

Absolutely, it is. That's quite a pedigree to protect.

I see you're unimpressed. Let's go and meet Ruaridh.

And look at the dogs.

BARKING

Are you all right there, lad?

He thinks he's died and gone to heaven.

This is just how it was when I decided to become a vet.

This is exactly what I dreamed of.

Not about movie stars or becoming rich and famous?

Sir.

They're all obviously very happy and healthy animals.

It's about taking the best from successive litters and breeding out imperfections.

Imperfections of size, of temperament, and of line.

Camphorated oil. Have you had fever to deal with?

We had some mild signs, one or two dogs.

But, with treatment, it receded.

I envy you. Working here all day with these dogs.

I would work here for no wages at all. I really would.

James, I think we should go.

Unless you want Ruaridh to make you up a bed in the corner?

Jenny, is that part of the kennels?

That's where we keep the animals that are waiting to be collected.

Collected?

Our standards are necessarily very high here, James.

There are some dogs, in many respects very fine dogs,

that don't quite make the grade.

Isn't that right, Mother?

Yes, darling.

Do you ever think about the future, Jenny?

What you'll be doing in, say, ten years?

I will be an extremely accomplished veterinary surgeon with two,

possibly three, very beautiful children,

and a completely devoted husband.

Probably some rich and handsome chap with a title.

Not necessarily titled.

Or rich.

I hope you will have no complaints

about your student representative, Miss Tyson.

Except for their punctuality.

Oh! Whirly, is this about you?

Please, Miss Muirhead. Take a seat.

I will not deny there is

an antipathy between Professor Gunnell and me.

And there is a history to that bad feeling.

A history of unfair treatment and discrimination based on my sex.

Do we really have to listen to this bilge?

Miss Muirhead, do you suffer from my supposed chauvinism?

Well...

..No.

And you deny adding a toxic substance to Professor Gunnell's port?

I do.

That's a nasty bite.

You really should have had one of us look at this sooner, Oskar.

Cleo is very protective.

I did not know if you feel like Miss Whirly

there is not sympathy for me.

Well, Whirly is not one to hide her feelings.

I was angry, ja. But for not what you think.

I am telling Elspeth I love her.

And you argued because of that?

I want her come away with me.

America.

Oskar actually asked Aunt Elspeth to go with him to America?!

He was almost in tears. You were wide of the mark.

He's the one with the romantic heart.

And she's saying no?

You think I owe him an apology?

Yes, I'd say so.

So, um, what about this misconduct hearing?

Are you in or out?

The jury's weighing it up. But one thing's in my favour.

Jenny Muirhead's in there fighting my corner.

And what do you have to say Miss Muirhead?

As a fellow student?

I'm afraid this is a little awkward.

Why awkward?

Well, because I happen to have been told, by a close friend of Whirly's,

that she actually did put something in Professor Gunnell's port.

We have no choice.

I feel really awful about this.

Oskar is very impulsive, but I didn't think

he was actually serious about the two of us leaving for America.

Obviously he is.

"I have much sorrow because you cannot open your heart to me,

"mein liebe."

I can't just pack up and sail off to the other side of the world.

"I have hope for us, but there is not hope for us

"unless, I think, you can forget this man in your past.

"Please say yes. Ihnen Oskar."

He shouldn't talk about Charles in that way. How can I forget him?

Doesn't mean you need to forget.

Just let yourself find the happiness I'm sure Charles would have wanted for you.

Darling, you don't find such a happiness twice in a lifetime.

I can't just leave everything behind and start all over again.

Can I?

Here's to the future.

To the future.

I could ask Mother, if you like,

about whether there might be a position at the kennels.

-Really?

-What? It's all you've talked about since you saw the place.

Am I that easy to read?

Yes. It's one of the things I like about you.

Actually, I don't think your mother would want me there,

but thanks very much for asking.

I told them about Whirly.

The professors? I told them that she put something in Gunnell's drink.

What!

Why would you do that?

They asked me. What was I supposed to do? Lie?

Yes.

-Well, now what's going to happen?

-I don't know.

They'll probably send a stiff letter to her parents

and tell her to behave herself.

James.

The person responsible for Whirly Tyson's problems is Whirly Tyson.

Wow.

Now, James.

You must promise not to spend all evening looking like

you'd rather be at home studying for the exams.

Absolutely. Enjoy yourself.

Jennifer, shall we tell him about the kennels now,

-or do you think he will get overly excited?

-Possibly.

What! Sorry, pardon?

James.

How would like to see Freda and the other dogs every day?

I beg your pardon?

How would you like to come and work at the kennels?

For you and...Ruaridh?

Yes, exactly. Join our little family.

Don't get carried away. You'll be helping out, not running the place.

Well...I think that would be the bee's knees!

Good. You can start tomorrow.

I'm sorry?

Or you can spend the next three years mucking out the stables.

I...don't know what to say.

Well, you must think on it.

Ma'am.

APPLAUSE And we all know many a man has arrived at Westminster roaring

like a lion, only to succumb to the smoking room, the bar, the lobby.

So often, the best club in the country quickly robs

a people's champion of his vitality and fighting power.

Our friend in Rome, Mr Mussolini,

represents the first emergence of the modern man to power.

We must pay him no less a tribute than to say,

"Here at last is a man."

CROWD: Here, here.

And in this country we cry out for a leader,

and that leader has emerged in the person of our own Oswald Mosley.

He needs your support and also your money.

The wheels of history are turning in Europe. Be ready.

Be glad.

APPLAUSE

Are you not reminded, James, why you and I prefer the company of animals?

Professor Richie.

Lady Muirhead was suggesting, and I think it's a marvellous idea,

that the College run a course on animal eugenics.

I think it's a very bad idea.

Isn't eugenics just the study of breeding?

Surely that can only be a good thing?

I'm left to wonder, given her husband's rousing speech

and her obvious passion for the subject, whether this interest

in controlled breeding is confined to the animal kingdom?

Surely the improvement of the population should be of great

concern to anyone with the best interests of the country in mind.

Or do we think the noble qualities we so admire in our horses,

cattle and dogs by selection should not be encouraged in ourselves?

Simply by spurring on the strong to reproduce,

or deterring the weaker willed.

And I wonder Lady Muirhead, who will decide what names

should go on the list of undesirables?

I'm glad we can be friends.

I'm really sorry, Oskar.

Oskar forgive. And forget.

To life.

To life.

I'll probably never learn. I've been so awful to James about Jenny.

I've got her all wrong too.

Perhaps not so wrong. Her father is Lord Muirhead, ja?

Yes.

Read.

And James has gone to one

of this man's fund-raisers tonight.

Really? And you know the place where this is to happen?

I would like to meet this man.

What is it, James?

It's just Freda. She's not her usual self at all.

She's probably tired. It has been a rather long evening.

It's a private function.

Whirly! What are you doing here?

It wasn't actually my idea.

-Lord Muirhead.

-Who the hell are you?

I am Oskar Konstandt and I come with a message for you

from all the lawyers, doctors, writers,

composers, artists, journalists, teachers

of the once great city of Berlin,

who can no longer go about their lives

-because they are Jews.

-OSKAR SPITS

Oskar!

Disgraceful!

Actually, I thought it was rather eloquent.

Come on, Freda, get up.

What is it? Something serious?

What's the matter, girl?

There is something wrong with her. See this discharge coming from her eyes?

Her breathing is pretty laboured.

The fever Ruaridh treated at the kennels, are you certain it was dealt with?

He assured me it was.

We'd better take her inside. Professor Richie will know what to do.

I think not. We must call Professor Gunnell.

James, darling, you couldn't ask your woman to get me a top up, could you?

It's all right, Mrs M. I'll do that.

It's parainfluenza.

I've given the animal something to reduce the temperature

and we should see an improvement by the morning.

Thank you so much.

At your service.

You're sure she's going to be all right?

Let's see where we are in the morning. And remember James,

we must not upset our golden goose.

We owe you a very big thank you.

No, no, no, no.

I just saw there was something not right with her.

Well, that's the intuitive feel for dogs the Muirhead kennel needs.

Well, you can tell your mother that I'll be in to see Freda

first thing in the morning.

-You mean for the first day in your new job?

-Mmm-hmm.

I hope your father's happy now.

Whirly?

I've just been to the police station. Oskar's under arrest.

Sleep well.

Oskar. O-S-K-A-R.

Oskar Konstandt.

Yes... Well, I've already said this to the other officer.

I'm sure you are.... Very busy.

But can't somebody just tell me what's happening?

Professor Gunnell may see the Muirhead family

as some great financial nosebag, James.

But I find them uncomfortable patrons for the college.

I could see how much you disagreed with them on politics. The thing is...

Most profoundly.

And James, politics is more than about bar-room banter after a few pints.

Sometimes it's about people's lives. You should be wary of those people.

The thing... The thing is, Professor Richie,

Lady Muirhead has offered me a job at the kennels.

And so... I've accepted her offer.

And how will that work with your studies?

I thought that if both you and her were able to work together, I might do both.

No. Try to ride two horses and you'll get nowhere. You need to choose.

But it is a great opportunity, don't you think, professor?

I think you'll regret it. But you've made your choice.

Now remember you've an oral exam later if you still feel the college has anything to offer you, James.

I can't believe you're actually working for these people, James!

Whirly, I just want to help animals. I don't care about the politics.

Really? Maybe if you talked to Oskar, you and Jenny,

I think he'd tell you otherwise.

I think you're jealous that I got this job

and I don't think you should blame Jenny for whatever happens to you.

Why would I do that? James?

I told her about what you did to Gunnell. She had no choice.

I've got a plan to spring Oskar out of chokey.

You want in on it?

You know, I knew a girl once called Whirly Tyson.

She never stood for moping about.

Seriously McAloon. No pep talks please.

Not from a man who thinks the back of a lecture is a good place

to catch up on his sleep.

What am I supposed I do?

The Whirly I know wouldn't give up on herself so easily.

This Whirly Tyson will take a swing at you if you don't give it a rest.

There you are. Good to see you again.

Now. Let me get this straight. They're trying to throw you out.

Trying to end your career before it's even started

and you won't even go and see Legge and tell him what an arse he's being?

DOGS BARK

Hey!

Stop fighting! This is my first day!

Thank you. Come on.

You're terrible, Ruaridh.

They're my best.

Consider this scenario.

A dog, four years old, a fine pedigree. Discharge from the eyes.

Laboured breathing. Fever. Loss of appetite.

With those signs, I...

I would consider...

parainfluenza.

Good. Good.

Nothing else? Canine hepatitis? Leptospirosis?

-Either might give those signs.

-No.

I hadn't considered either of those.

Does Professor Gunnell have the answer

written on his forehead, Mr Herriot?

No, Professor.

Could there...? I mean hypothetically,

could there have been an earlier fever in the animal?

How long ago?

A few days ago. But it passed.

I see you have an idea by the tail, Mr Herriot.

Chase it, wrestle it to the ground, make a diagnosis.

I'm not exactly sure.

I think you are. I think there's a fear you do not wish to name.

Veterinary science, in part, is about looking into the eyes

of the loving owner of an animal and naming that fear.

We do not flinch from it. Out with it... Now, Mr Herriot!

Distemper?

Exactly so. Distemper.

The scourge of dogdom. A vile disease.

First you must test to confirm the diagnosis. Then...

Aren't you coming too, Professor?

No. Because I wouldn't get through those grand doors of theirs.

Then, if it's confirmed, you give her this anti-serum,

from the blood of a heavily vaccinated dog.

It's a revolutionary treatment, just discovered.

Inject it into the flank.

Jenny will be there. She'll help.

You must think on this, James.

If a love is true, it will survive many a test.

You mean, like Lady Muirhead's love for her dog? Or...

Just remember what I said, eh?

It is distemper.

Oh no!

But we can treat it. We've caught it early enough.

In a healthy dog, to prevent the disease, we first give it

the virus and then this anti-serum.

But because Freda already has the disease,

we only have to give her the anti-serum.

-Mm hm. It's just a sample of blood from another animal.

-Another animal?

-A mongrel?

-Gosh. I hadn't thought about that.

About what?

Ah. Lady Muirhead, I understand your concerns for the bloodline,

but this is just a transfusion.

It really won't affect the pedigree, or any future progeny.

Do you expect me to betray generations of Muirheads,

to destroy their work?

Well, you won't be betraying anything.

And surely this is a special case, because you love this dog?

Don't you?

Jenny, would you tell...?

Jenny, you're studying to become a vet.

Why should you even need to think about this?

It's just not as simple as that.

Yes, it is. If we don't treat her, Freda will die.

James, I thought you understood.

The purity of the blood is the essence we have to protect.

Do you really think it's right and fair to make an animal suffer for your obsession?

I think we've heard enough from you, James.

Get away from that animal! Ruaridh!

-Hey, hey!

-Jenny!

James, try to understand!

You have abused our friendship, James. Now you must leave.

James, please?

The misuse of lethal medication is a very grave matter, Miss Tyson.

It was only fluid extract of ipecac root in glycerin and sugar syrup

added to Professor Gunnell's port.

I accept it was not the most mature thing to do.

So it's hardly lethal, Professor.

It sits in most medicine cabinets as a prevention for poisoning.

It's valued for its power to induce vomiting.

Was this your intention?

I am so sorry I lied.

It just felt so small a thing.

Principal Legge, in every area of her study,

she is a credit to the college.

Be that as it may, I cannot let this matter go unpunished.

Indeed not.

What I suggest is that we harness her tireless campaigning skills

to our advantage. In exchange for a reprieve,

Miss Tyson will commit some of her time

to raising funds for the college.

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

You were completely right about the Muirheads, Professor Richie.

I had the means to save that animal in my hands.

And she actively stopped you?

Stood right between me and Freda.

The worst thing is, Jenny took her side.

Perhaps you can't blame Jenny for that, James.

A woman like Lady Muirhead, and her terribly affable husband,

will always tarnish those they cherish.

Professor? What are you doing?

We're going to do the only thing appropriate to the situation, James.

Refuse to take no for an answer.

I demand to see Lady Muirhead!

Have you managed to kill the animal yet?

Did I not make it clear that you are not welcome here?

Good sense is what isn't welcome here. Reason is not welcome.

Get out! Before I call the police.

Like your husband did to Mr Konstandt?

That's the world you want, isn't it? Where a uniform solves it all

and men like Oskar get what they deserve.

A better world, Professor Richie. And make no mistake, it's coming.

It's time you two left.

Lady Muirhead, I never said any of this when Jenny was here.

But you talk so much of pedigree and of purity...

You hold your tongue, boy!

Be very careful. You're on such thin ice here, Mr Herriot.

But I know what I saw.

I saw you and this man out there in the kennels, like animals.

How dare you?!

Verity...?

Darling...

I would be grateful if you could tell Mrs Chesham

I'll not be dining tonight.

I shall be staying at the club this evening.

Wait, Douglas, wait!

Well, I suppose that's one way of getting access to the patient.

Are you just going to stand there?

Mrs Munro?

Oskar!

Astonishing how much of a fuss can be made over a little fracas.

I am again free man, Elspeth.

All I had to do was warn the desk sergeant that my father is an MP.

Which of course isn't true, but it seems if you say something

with enough confidence that...

Right, right. Yes, well, I suppose a little animal lust is appropriate.

I know a man in your position is rather busy, Wilfred.

But it would mean a lot to my husband

if you were to look into this. We have it on good authority

there is a question over his refugee status.

Yes. His name is Konstandt. Oskar Konstandt.

Another fail! And by a country mile.

Ah, Quintin! We need to have a word.

Henry, in your absence and, as Vice-Principal, I made a decision.

Recognising both you and Professor Richie's misgivings

about the Muirheads, I have refused their offer of a scholarship fund.

Mmm. Interesting.

Because my secretary tells me that Lady Muirhead telephoned

to cancel the funding.

Henry.

I appreciate that the Muirheads proved themselves beyond the pale.

But I just was trying my best

to keep this college financially viable.

I know you were. And I applaud your tireless efforts.

Quintin, I think you should know that Miss Tyson,

an excellent student, is to remain at the college.

But the hearing!

I am persuaded she did nothing more than play a harmless prank on you.

A prank!

Do you think we got to her in time, professor?

We'll see, James. We did all we could.

I never thought that this job would be so complicated.

Well, you're beginning to see what makes a good vet.

-Are the results up yet?

-Any minute now.

Whirly?

I have a whole list of things to apologise to you for.

OK. Start anywhere you like.

Legge changed his mind. I'm staying.

Whirly, that's great news!

First year exam results. Here are the students who have passed.

-Yes!

-No!

Whirly, my name's not there.

Jenny.

I hope next term we can at least be friends.

I failed my exams. I won't be coming back.

I'm sorry. You would make a very good vet.

But even if I was staying, I don't think I'll ever forget

the look in your eyes when you stood between me and that suffering animal.

Because some things are more important than dogs, cows and sheep.

You still don't understand, do you?

No.

And I hope I never do.

Goodbye, Jenny.

Don't you think you're being a little hasty, James?

My family are not yours.

They can't afford to keep me here when I fail exams.

I'm sorry. But it's true.

So, what now?

You head back home and do what exactly?

Think about the brief spell of excitement you once had in the big city?

I'll think of something.

All the while remembering, as you get older and more and more bitter...

Something more suited to my abilities.

Perhaps you should think about doing the same.

I did actually think about becoming an international playboy,

but I'm not sure I have the capital to finance it.

Always the jokes, McAloon.

We're going to miss you around here, James Herriot.

James...

Don't you think you should stay? At least until the morning?

Sorry Mrs Munro, but if I do it this way,

it's just less painful.

You must come see us in America.

Not even a goodbye to Whirly?

You do it for me. I sure she'll understand.

So, America's a very big place. Where will you actually go?

I have friend, artist. Not to my taste, too much old-fashioned,

no heart, no fire. He thinks painting is...

Anyways. He live in Brooklyn, in New York.

DOORBELL RINGS Well, that would be something, eh, Mrs M?

Gentlemen.

KNOCKING ON DOOR Mrs Munro!

Mr Konstandt? Mr Oskar Konstandt? We're from the Home Office.

Running out on me, Herriot?

Whirly.

What kind of fellow leaves without saying goodbye?

The kind of fellow who can't pass his first term paper.

-I failed.

-No, you didn't.

You saw the list.

Gunnell messed it up.

He didn't get all the exam papers back to the office.

He passed you, James.

You're staying!

Oskar!

-You can't do this!

-We have a deportation order

-against Mr Konstandt by authority of the Home Secretary.

-Oskar!

-Please help me!

-Oskar! Where are you taking him?

The arrangement concerning German refugees' status

-is ratified by His Majesty's Government.

-I insist you let this man go!

I have rights!

No! Please! Please!

Oskar!

I thought I'd find you here. Finish your drinks.

-I need your help.

-Professor, they took Oskar.

I know. And you're all asking yourselves questions.

But the answers aren't in here. They're out there in the world.

And right now we've got a problem.

Loxodonta Africana, patellar luxation.

African elephant. Dislocated knee.

She's at Bill Brothers' Circus.

Sounds expensive.

She weighs four tons so we need everyone pulling together. Now!

Professor Richie, how, exactly, does an elephant dislocate its knee?

That's a very good question, Mr Herriot.

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