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'There's something delicious about writing the first words of a story.' | 0:03:07 | 0:03:11 | |
'You can never quite tell where they'll take you.' | 0:03:11 | 0:03:15 | |
'Mine took me here.' | 0:03:17 | 0:03:19 | |
'Looking back, the city and I never much liked each other.' | 0:03:25 | 0:03:29 | |
'An unmarried woman, after all, was expected to behave | 0:03:29 | 0:03:32 | |
in very particular ways, which did not include | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
traipsing from publisher to publisher with a gaggle of friends.' | 0:03:36 | 0:03:39 | |
Now, listen to me. You must not be afraid. | 0:03:43 | 0:03:48 | |
And don't talk too much. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:51 | |
'Friends who, sadly, others were not so keen to meet.' | 0:03:54 | 0:03:59 | |
Well... Hmm. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:05 | |
I've been selling my drawings for greeting cards, place cards, etc, | 0:04:07 | 0:04:11 | |
for seven years. | 0:04:11 | 0:04:14 | |
A-ha. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:17 | |
Hmm. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
Hmm. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
Bunnies in jackets with brass buttons. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:40 | |
-However do you imagine such things? -I don't imagine. They're quite real. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:44 | |
-They're my friends. -Ah, you base the animal characters on your friends. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:49 | |
No. The animals are my friends. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
Before Peter Rabbit, there was Benjamin Bunny. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
And then Sir Isaac the Newt. I have their drawings as well if you'd... | 0:04:54 | 0:04:58 | |
-That's not necessary, Miss Potter. It is -Miss -Potter, is it not? | 0:04:58 | 0:05:03 | |
Yes, of course. How silly of me. Unfortunately the market... | 0:05:03 | 0:05:06 | |
Of course. I completely understand. It was silly of me. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:10 | |
F Warne and Company would like to publish your book, Miss Potter. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:15 | |
But best not to get overly hopeful. I know publishing your book | 0:05:15 | 0:05:19 | |
will not sell a lot of copies, but I think we can turn a small profit. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:23 | |
My dear Mr Warne. Well, I'm pleased. Very pleased indeed. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:30 | |
I shall do everything possible to ensure you've not made a mistake. | 0:05:30 | 0:05:35 | |
Miss Wiggin, I believe we can go. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:37 | |
Thank you very much indeed, Messrs Warne, for your time. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:41 | |
Our pleasure. | 0:05:41 | 0:05:43 | |
My brother always knows what he's doing. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:46 | |
Oh! I'm quite particular about book size and price, | 0:05:47 | 0:05:52 | |
and I'd like to avoid that dreadful gothic typeface | 0:05:52 | 0:05:57 | |
your children's books usually have. | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
Everything will be to your satisfaction. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:02 | |
Miss Potter. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:05 | |
-Your... -(GASPS) | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
Of course. (CHUCKLES) | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
Portfolio. (CHUCKLES) | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
Come along, Peter. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
-Sir Isaac the Newt. -You can't be serious. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:29 | |
-That book won't sell ten copies. -Of course not! | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
However, the thought did occur to me... | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
-Norman. -We promised our little brother a project. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
If he makes a muck of it, what will it matter? | 0:06:38 | 0:06:42 | |
Miss Potter may turn out to be a godsend. | 0:06:42 | 0:06:44 | |
Home, Miss Potter? | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
No, Saunders. Drive me through the park. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:50 | |
-Through all the parks! -I beg your pardon, Miss Potter? | 0:06:50 | 0:06:54 | |
Drive! | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
Walk on. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
We did it! Did you hear my heart? It was a kettle drum! | 0:06:59 | 0:07:03 | |
You see? We cannot stay home all our lives. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
We must present ourselves to the world | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
and we must look upon it as an adventure. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:11 | |
Faster, Saunders! | 0:07:28 | 0:07:30 | |
-Faster, Saunders, if you please. -No, Miss Beatrix. No. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:35 | |
-Fast as you can, old boy. -Go on! | 0:07:35 | 0:07:37 | |
Oh! I say! | 0:07:42 | 0:07:45 | |
Whoa. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
Saunders. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:04 | |
Beatrix, where have you been? It's after four o'clock. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:16 | |
I'm not a child. I can do things without my mother's permission. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:19 | |
I hoped to use the carriage myself this afternoon. Where were you? | 0:08:19 | 0:08:23 | |
I took a drive. With my friends. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:26 | |
-You don't have any friends. -Yes, I do, Mother. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:52 | |
Every time I draw. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:55 | |
Some of your paintings are quite pretty, Beatrix, | 0:08:57 | 0:09:01 | |
but I'm not going to deceive you as your father does | 0:09:01 | 0:09:04 | |
and call them great art. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:06 | |
Well, my friend, when I am a published author, | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
then you shall see. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:21 | |
Beatrix, Bertram, time for good nights. | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
-But I haven't finished yet! -Come on. Hurry up. Bertram! | 0:09:39 | 0:09:43 | |
-There! I got him! -Bertram, you're barbaric. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:47 | |
-Come on, you two. Hurry up. Down you go. -(MOUTHS) | 0:09:47 | 0:09:50 | |
Slowly. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:53 | |
Hurry, Rupert! It won't do to be late to the Hydes'! | 0:09:56 | 0:10:00 | |
Doesn't Mama look beautiful, Beatrix? | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
-Being in a temper puts such a rose into her cheeks. -When you grow up, | 0:10:02 | 0:10:06 | |
and you have to run a household, keep a social calendar | 0:10:06 | 0:10:09 | |
and put up with a man who's never been introduced to a clock, | 0:10:09 | 0:10:13 | |
your cheeks will glow, too. Look at this ribbon! That's unsightly. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:17 | |
Change her into something decent, and give this night dress away. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:21 | |
-(MUMBLES) -You're impossible, Rupert. We are so late! | 0:10:21 | 0:10:25 | |
-What have you drawn today, Beatrix? -Benjamin Bunny having a rest. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:29 | |
Oh! His ears are getting better and better. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:31 | |
-This shading here is very good, Beatrix. -Rupert... | 0:10:31 | 0:10:35 | |
Say your good nights now, children. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
-Good night, Mother. -Good night, Beatrix. | 0:10:38 | 0:10:40 | |
-Good night, Father. -Good night, Beatrix. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
-Good night, Mother. -Good night, Bertram. -Father. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:46 | |
-Come on. Mustn't make Mama and Papa... -Later than they are. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:50 | |
-Children! -What now? -On my way home, | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
I walked down Piccadilly. What do you think jumped into my pockets? | 0:10:53 | 0:10:57 | |
Something very special for the young entomologist. | 0:10:57 | 0:11:00 | |
(MAKES BUZZING NOISE) And something very suitable for the young lady | 0:11:00 | 0:11:04 | |
who's very soon to grow up to run a fine home just like her mother. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:08 | |
-We'll open them upstairs. Come on. -Thank you, Father. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:11 | |
-Thank you, Father. -Come on! | 0:11:11 | 0:11:13 | |
-Late, late, late. -We are not. -We'll never be invited again! | 0:11:20 | 0:11:25 | |
It's polite to be a little late. Now, get in the cab. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:28 | |
This isn't polite late. This is late. | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
Right, wee ones. One story and then bed. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
I want Beatrix to tell a story. Hers are funny. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:40 | |
Indeed they are, and I know exactly what it'll be about. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:44 | |
-Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca! -Precisely. | 0:11:44 | 0:11:46 | |
Tom, Hunca, are you ready to play in a story? | 0:11:46 | 0:11:49 | |
"Oh, yes, we're excellent actors." | 0:11:49 | 0:11:51 | |
Well, we shall see about that. This will be your test. Over there. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:56 | |
Once upon a time those two excellent housekeepers, | 0:11:58 | 0:12:01 | |
Lucinda and Jane, bought some shiny new porcelain food | 0:12:01 | 0:12:05 | |
which they set out on their perfectly appointed dining-room table. | 0:12:05 | 0:12:09 | |
Then they decided to go for a walk. (HUMS MERRY TUNE) | 0:12:09 | 0:12:12 | |
Suddenly, there came a scuffling noise from the kitchen. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:16 | |
Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca crept out. | 0:12:16 | 0:12:19 | |
The two mice saw that the dining table was set for dinner. | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
Tom Thumb leapt up and took a big bite from the first plate | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
and broke his tooth. "Ow!" | 0:12:27 | 0:12:29 | |
-(KNOCK AT DOOR) -Were we expecting someone? -It's my publishers. -Oh. | 0:12:29 | 0:12:34 | |
It's not a social call. In fact, I'm rather dreading it. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:38 | |
I wish you wouldn't invite tradespeople into the house. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:41 | |
-They carry dust. -Well, next time I shall go to their office. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:45 | |
Mr Norman Warne. | 0:12:49 | 0:12:52 | |
Miss Potter. I hope you will forgive my intrusion into your routine. | 0:12:52 | 0:12:56 | |
-I was expecting one of the... -Yes. I am Harold and Fruing's brother. | 0:12:56 | 0:13:01 | |
I have recently joined the firm and they have done me the great honour | 0:13:01 | 0:13:04 | |
of assigning your book to me. Thank you. | 0:13:04 | 0:13:08 | |
-It's most gracious of you to invite me to... -Tea. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:11 | |
Yes, I would love some. Thank you. Er, lemon. Thank you. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:15 | |
Oh! How funny! (CHUCKLES) | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
Delightful and magical and so beautifully drawn. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:29 | |
I am utterly, utterly speechless. | 0:13:29 | 0:13:31 | |
Perhaps we should discuss our business, Mr Warne. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
I put your drawings aside with the greatest reluctance. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:39 | |
Your brother's letter makes two proposals | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
which I find quite unacceptable. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:45 | |
First, they'd like the drawings to be in colour. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:48 | |
I'm adamant they be in black and white. | 0:13:48 | 0:13:50 | |
But Peter Rabbit's blue jacket and the red radishes. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:54 | |
-Surely you'd like these drawings reproduced as they are? -Of course, | 0:13:54 | 0:13:58 | |
but colour will make the book cost more than little rabbits can afford. | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
I'm adamant. Which brings us to your brother's second point. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:05 | |
They wish to reduce the number of drawings by nearly a third. | 0:14:05 | 0:14:09 | |
-Totally unacceptable. -Let me explain. | 0:14:09 | 0:14:12 | |
The idea of reducing the number of drawings was actually my idea. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:16 | |
If we can reduce the number to 31 precisely, | 0:14:16 | 0:14:19 | |
the illustrations for the whole book can be printed on one sheet of paper | 0:14:19 | 0:14:23 | |
using the three-colour process you desire | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
and at a relatively low level of cost, yes. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:30 | |
-Oh. -I've given your book a great deal of attention, truly. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
I'd like it to look colourful on the shelf | 0:14:34 | 0:14:37 | |
so that it stands out from ordinary books. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
You have given it some thought! | 0:14:39 | 0:14:42 | |
-What other books have you supervised, Mr Warne? -Personally? -Yes. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:46 | |
-This will be my first. -Ah. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:50 | |
Miss Potter, I have recently informed my brothers and my mother | 0:14:50 | 0:14:54 | |
that I'm no longer content to stay at home and play nursemaid | 0:14:54 | 0:14:58 | |
solely because I'm the youngest son. No. I would like a proper job | 0:14:58 | 0:15:01 | |
working for my family's firm and they have assigned me you. | 0:15:01 | 0:15:05 | |
Does that make things clearer? | 0:15:05 | 0:15:08 | |
In other words, you have no experience whatsoever | 0:15:08 | 0:15:12 | |
but, because you've made a nuisance of yourself, demanding a chance, | 0:15:12 | 0:15:16 | |
-they've fobbed you off on me. -Miss Potter, | 0:15:16 | 0:15:19 | |
I know all too well that my brothers intended giving me your... | 0:15:19 | 0:15:23 | |
..your bunny book, as they call it, | 0:15:23 | 0:15:25 | |
but I find your book quite enchanting. Delightful. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:29 | |
And if they intended to fob me off, as you say, we shall show them. | 0:15:29 | 0:15:33 | |
We shall give them a bunny book to conjure with, | 0:15:33 | 0:15:36 | |
in colours mixed to your satisfaction at the printer. | 0:15:36 | 0:15:41 | |
At the printer? Oh, I could never... | 0:15:41 | 0:15:44 | |
I will escort you there myself, if you will allow me the honour. | 0:15:44 | 0:15:49 | |
Why would I never? Of course I'll go. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
I'm a grown woman, Miss Wiggin will be there. | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
I see absolutely no reason why an artist shouldn't visit her printer. | 0:15:55 | 0:15:59 | |
Excellent, Miss Potter. Jolly good. Thank you. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:03 | |
I shall make all the arrangements | 0:16:03 | 0:16:05 | |
-and I am in every way, my dear lady, at your service. -Oh! | 0:16:05 | 0:16:09 | |
You and rabbits. Extraordinary. Excuse me. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:13 | |
'When I was ten, my mother badgered my father into spending the summer | 0:16:29 | 0:16:33 | |
in the Lake District, as did other fashionable families.' | 0:16:33 | 0:16:36 | |
'Like an animal released from its cage, I fell under its spell.' | 0:16:36 | 0:16:40 | |
Mind your frocks, now. Come here. | 0:16:42 | 0:16:46 | |
The woods are full of fairies | 0:16:46 | 0:16:48 | |
and folk that look for children that get their clothes dirty. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:52 | |
And when they find them, they send the fairy beasts at night | 0:16:52 | 0:16:55 | |
with sharp teeth and ready appetite for young flesh. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:59 | |
-Coming to get you, Bea! -No! | 0:16:59 | 0:17:01 | |
-Hello! -Bertram, no! Don't integrate with the farmer's children. | 0:17:25 | 0:17:28 | |
Their hands! Germs. Come on. Bertram! Bertram! | 0:17:28 | 0:17:32 | |
Catch him, Bea! | 0:17:50 | 0:17:53 | |
-There he is! -Oh, yeah! | 0:17:55 | 0:17:57 | |
Come on! | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
Out! Out of the way! | 0:18:01 | 0:18:04 | |
There! | 0:18:07 | 0:18:09 | |
There! | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
I don't think a thrashing will be necessary. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
I'll just leave the nursery window unlatched. | 0:18:38 | 0:18:40 | |
-The fairy beasts will take care of the rest. -No! I'll stay clean! | 0:18:40 | 0:18:44 | |
(LAUGHS) Bertram. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
Really, what young man will marry a girl with a face full of mud? | 0:18:46 | 0:18:50 | |
-Well, I shan't marry, so it doesn't matter. -Of course you'll marry. | 0:18:50 | 0:18:54 | |
All girls marry. I did, your grandmother did. | 0:18:54 | 0:18:58 | |
Even Fiona will one day. | 0:18:58 | 0:19:01 | |
-Well, I shan't. I shall draw. -Oh, those silly drawings. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
-Then, who will love you? -My art and my animals. | 0:19:04 | 0:19:08 | |
-I won't need more love than that. -Perhaps not at 11, | 0:19:08 | 0:19:11 | |
but see if you feel the same at 18. I drew Mama when we first met | 0:19:11 | 0:19:15 | |
and she married me. And, Fiona, doesn't mud wash off? | 0:19:15 | 0:19:19 | |
Bertram, come with me. | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
-Die, you little devil! -Yuk. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
Right. Even Prince Charming himself couldn't resist such a bonny girl. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:31 | |
-Not when he meets my brother, Vlad the Impaler. -Got you! | 0:19:31 | 0:19:35 | |
Bed time, my young reprobates. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
-Now, shall I leave a window open or...? -No! | 0:19:38 | 0:19:42 | |
-I don't like fairy beasts! -Well, it is a well-known fact | 0:19:42 | 0:19:46 | |
that fairy beasts never eat a child when he's tucked up in is own bed. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:50 | |
The fairies have been in the north country for hundreds of years | 0:19:50 | 0:19:53 | |
and have had many adventures. | 0:19:53 | 0:19:56 | |
-Have I told you about the changeling child? -No! | 0:19:56 | 0:19:59 | |
-Yes. Several times. -I want to hear it! | 0:19:59 | 0:20:03 | |
Oh, go ahead, Fiona. I'll tell myself a story. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:06 | |
Right. | 0:20:06 | 0:20:08 | |
Once upon a time, there was a king and a queen. | 0:20:09 | 0:20:12 | |
Once upon a time, there were four little rabbits. | 0:20:12 | 0:20:16 | |
Their names were Flopsy, Mopsy... | 0:20:16 | 0:20:20 | |
..Cotton-tail and Peter. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:22 | |
"'Now, my dears,' said old Mrs Rabbit one morning, | 0:20:22 | 0:20:26 | |
you may go into the fields, or down the lane, | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
but don't go into Mr McGregor's garden.'" | 0:20:28 | 0:20:32 | |
"'Why not, Mother?'" Because your father had an accident there. | 0:20:32 | 0:20:36 | |
He was put in a pie by Mrs McGregor. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:40 | |
"Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight to Mr McGregor's garden... | 0:20:42 | 0:20:47 | |
..and squeezed under the gate." | 0:20:47 | 0:20:50 | |
I like it. | 0:20:51 | 0:20:53 | |
"But round the end of the cucumber frame, whom should he meet | 0:21:04 | 0:21:08 | |
but Mr McGregor." | 0:21:08 | 0:21:11 | |
"Peter was out of breath and trembling with fright | 0:21:11 | 0:21:14 | |
and he had not the least idea which way to go." It's muddy, actually. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:18 | |
-One more. Lighten it up, would you. -"Mr McGregor caught sight of him | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate | 0:21:21 | 0:21:25 | |
and was safe at last in the wood outside." | 0:21:25 | 0:21:28 | |
Not quite. See here... | 0:21:28 | 0:21:31 | |
"When Peter came home, his mother put him to bed | 0:21:39 | 0:21:42 | |
with a tablespoonful of camomile tea, | 0:21:42 | 0:21:45 | |
but Flopsy, Mopsy and Cotton-tail | 0:21:45 | 0:21:48 | |
had bread and milk and blackberries for supper." | 0:21:48 | 0:21:53 | |
-This book, it's changed things for me, Mr Warne. -How so? | 0:21:57 | 0:22:02 | |
Well, for one thing, it's given me the chance to prove to my mother | 0:22:03 | 0:22:08 | |
that an unmarried woman of 32 | 0:22:08 | 0:22:11 | |
can do more than attend tea parties and smile at dull conversations. | 0:22:11 | 0:22:16 | |
Yes, indeed. My family never wanted me to get into publishing, either. | 0:22:16 | 0:22:20 | |
-We do make rather a good team, don't you think? -Mmm. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:24 | |
Provided, of course, we prove them wrong. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:28 | |
Mother. This is Miss Potter. | 0:22:38 | 0:22:41 | |
Oh! At last. We poor, forgotten folk in Bedford Square | 0:22:42 | 0:22:46 | |
get to share some of Norman's excitement. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:49 | |
Mrs Warne, it's so kind of you to invite me. | 0:22:49 | 0:22:52 | |
Nonsense. It was the desperate act | 0:22:52 | 0:22:54 | |
-of a woman who is starting to forget what her son looked like. -Mother! | 0:22:54 | 0:22:58 | |
-My sister, Amelia. -Hello. -Norman allowed us a peek at Peter Rabbit. | 0:22:58 | 0:23:02 | |
We found it utterly charming. So we absolutely insisted | 0:23:02 | 0:23:06 | |
that Norman bring you round for tea. I have decided that you and I | 0:23:06 | 0:23:10 | |
-are going to be friends. -Have you? | 0:23:10 | 0:23:13 | |
Well, Norman tells me that you're unmarried, as am I, | 0:23:13 | 0:23:17 | |
and that you're not unhappy about it. That pleases me greatly! | 0:23:17 | 0:23:20 | |
Why can't you talk about the weather like other girls? | 0:23:20 | 0:23:24 | |
Well, all the other unmarried daughters in our circle | 0:23:24 | 0:23:27 | |
sit around all day gossiping and unaccountably bursting into tears. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:31 | |
But you have done something. You've written a book! | 0:23:31 | 0:23:34 | |
-I warn you, I am prepared to like you very much. -Well, in that case, | 0:23:34 | 0:23:38 | |
-I shall have to like you, too, Miss Warne. -Call me Millie. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:42 | |
-And there'll be no more Miss Potter. -Absolutely. Beatrix, by all means. | 0:23:42 | 0:23:45 | |
Thank goodness. I'm starting to feel quite ill with all this bonhomie. | 0:23:45 | 0:23:49 | |
Oh, do let's have tea in the garden. It's too beautiful a day | 0:23:49 | 0:23:53 | |
not to share it with the flowers. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:55 | |
Well, I love gardening. Mother disapproves, but I can't help it. | 0:23:56 | 0:24:00 | |
-I love flowers shockingly. -That's why you have a greengrocer's hands. | 0:24:00 | 0:24:04 | |
-I do not! -Thanks heavens Norman sometimes deigns to read to me. | 0:24:04 | 0:24:08 | |
If I only had you for companionship, I'd expire of loneliness. | 0:24:08 | 0:24:12 | |
Mother's taste in books and in life runs to the, erm, melodramatic. | 0:24:12 | 0:24:17 | |
Oh, nonsense! I like good, English biographies and you know it. | 0:24:17 | 0:24:21 | |
I loathe silly romances. Such as the ones your brothers publish. | 0:24:21 | 0:24:25 | |
My brothers and I, Mother. I am part of the firm now, too, you know. | 0:24:25 | 0:24:29 | |
A sweet-natured boy like you does not need to work. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:32 | |
Your brothers provide quite well for all of us. I need your smile here. | 0:24:32 | 0:24:36 | |
But then no-one listens to a crotchety old lady in a wheelchair. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:41 | |
Indeed they don't. My mother may be crotchety, | 0:24:41 | 0:24:43 | |
but she does have an eye for beauty. She was fascinated by your artwork. | 0:24:43 | 0:24:47 | |
-Oh! Oh. -Utterly unique. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:51 | |
Oh! (CHUCKLES) When I see something unusual, | 0:24:51 | 0:24:54 | |
I'm not content just to look at it. I must capture it. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:58 | |
Last summer, in the farmyard, | 0:24:58 | 0:25:01 | |
I was drawing something that was quite lovely in the sun. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:04 | |
Then suddenly I realised I was drawing the pig's swill bucket. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:08 | |
I had to laugh at myself! (LAUGHS) | 0:25:08 | 0:25:11 | |
-I feel a bit of a chill, Norman. Can you take me inside? -Of course. | 0:25:11 | 0:25:15 | |
-Please excuse me. It was delightful meeting you, Miss Potter. -And you. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:19 | |
-Do stay longer. And teach Minnie how to behave! -Mummy! | 0:25:19 | 0:25:24 | |
-I think that means she likes you. -Ah! | 0:25:24 | 0:25:28 | |
Did she say she likes to draw swill buckets? | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
Indeed she did, Mother. Indeed she did. | 0:25:31 | 0:25:35 | |
I think by Wednesday you could hang the lace curtains upstairs. | 0:25:35 | 0:25:39 | |
Then at least it'll look like summer even if it doesn't feel like it. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:42 | |
-Yes, madam. -Oh, Beatrix, what is this stain on your blouse? | 0:25:42 | 0:25:46 | |
-Jane says it won't wash out and she's tried everything. -It's ink. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
-Ink. -I must have brushed against something at the printers. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:53 | |
-Jane, I'm very sorry for causing you extra work. -Take the blouse away. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:57 | |
Give it to the poor. | 0:25:57 | 0:25:59 | |
-This behaviour shows scant regard for your father's money. -Well,... | 0:25:59 | 0:26:03 | |
..one day I shall make enough money to buy my own clothes. | 0:26:03 | 0:26:06 | |
I'm too old to live off my father's generosity. | 0:26:06 | 0:26:09 | |
You're too old to be spending so much time in the company of a man | 0:26:09 | 0:26:13 | |
who takes you to printers. Your father does not approve. Nor do I. | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
-Mr Warne is publishing my book. -(SCOFFS) That book! | 0:26:16 | 0:26:20 | |
I can hardly wait till it's finished and forgotten. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:23 | |
I don't understand you. Your father and I introduced you | 0:26:23 | 0:26:26 | |
to so many suitable young men of your class. Young men of fortune | 0:26:26 | 0:26:30 | |
-and impeccably good family. -Certainly! | 0:26:30 | 0:26:33 | |
Like that charming fellow Lionel Stokely. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:35 | |
Lionel is a particular favourite of his uncle, the earl, | 0:26:35 | 0:26:39 | |
who we visit every summer at Stokely Hall. | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
Oh, and I do regret terribly that I didn't accept Harry Haddon-Bell. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:46 | |
Harry's great-grandfather went to Sandhurst, as did his grandfather | 0:26:46 | 0:26:50 | |
-and his father. -And so I went to Sandhurst. (SNORTS) | 0:26:50 | 0:26:55 | |
Father and I go out riding in the morning and shoot breakfast. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:59 | |
-Ashton's a crack shot. -(LAUGHS) | 0:26:59 | 0:27:01 | |
But, no, you're just a pig-headed girl. | 0:27:01 | 0:27:04 | |
-Mr Warne is asking for you at the door, miss. -Mr Warne? | 0:27:04 | 0:27:08 | |
-He's not expected. -Unannounced. Perfection. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:12 | |
Two sold while we were at the booksellers. | 0:27:38 | 0:27:41 | |
That amounts to 40 in a week, which is 160 in a month and... | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
I'm trying to remember my 12 times table. | 0:27:44 | 0:27:48 | |
..1,920 in a year! | 0:27:48 | 0:27:51 | |
-I can't breathe. -And that's just in one shop. | 0:27:51 | 0:27:54 | |
My dear Miss Potter, you are an author. | 0:27:54 | 0:27:56 | |
We have achieved what we set out to do. | 0:27:56 | 0:27:59 | |
We have created a book. | 0:27:59 | 0:28:01 | |
Yes. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:03 | |
What's the matter? A cloud just passed across your face. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:08 | |
You've been very generous with your time, Mr Warne. | 0:28:09 | 0:28:13 | |
Shown me things that I never would have seen. | 0:28:13 | 0:28:16 | |
Printing houses! (CHUCKLES) | 0:28:16 | 0:28:19 | |
-I shall miss your company. -Are you losing my company? | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
Well, it just occurred to me that the book is out | 0:28:22 | 0:28:27 | |
and our association is coming to an end. | 0:28:27 | 0:28:30 | |
Miss Potter, I,... | 0:28:30 | 0:28:32 | |
-..I had hoped that you might have other stories. -Really? | 0:28:33 | 0:28:38 | |
Really?! | 0:28:38 | 0:28:40 | |
Do you know, I recently remembered one, I thought I'd forgotten it, | 0:28:41 | 0:28:46 | |
about a duck. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:48 | |
A very stupid duck. | 0:28:48 | 0:28:50 | |
-Based on one of your friends? -Based on myself, I think. | 0:28:50 | 0:28:55 | |
-It's a story I told a friend once. -Yes? | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
My family summers in the Lake District and there was someone there. | 0:28:58 | 0:29:03 | |
The groundsman's son, who was always interested in my stories. | 0:29:03 | 0:29:06 | |
Ah! Miss Beatrix. Are you skulking? | 0:29:10 | 0:29:14 | |
No such thing! No, I was drying off my sketchbook. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:18 | |
Not bad, Miss Beatrix. Do you have any animal stories for me today? | 0:29:24 | 0:29:28 | |
I don't. Sorry. Nothing new. | 0:29:28 | 0:29:31 | |
Oh. That's Jemima. She doesn't have a story yet. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:37 | |
-Not a proper one. -Jemima a duck? -Jemima Puddleduck. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:41 | |
-And a stupider duck the world has never seen. -(LAUGHS) | 0:29:41 | 0:29:45 | |
She goes looking for a safe place to lay her eggs, | 0:29:45 | 0:29:48 | |
then meets a charming gentleman with a long bushy tail and sharp teeth. | 0:29:48 | 0:29:52 | |
A-ha! (GROWLS) | 0:29:52 | 0:29:54 | |
Precisely. The gentleman offers her his shed, | 0:29:54 | 0:29:58 | |
and Jemima is surprised to find that there are so many feathers in it. | 0:29:58 | 0:30:02 | |
-But then, as I told you, she's a very stupid duck. -I like it. | 0:30:02 | 0:30:07 | |
I'd love to paint every view in this valley, | 0:30:09 | 0:30:12 | |
but I'm not very good at landscapes. | 0:30:12 | 0:30:14 | |
-Wait too long and it won't be here to paint. -Really! That's ridiculous. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:19 | |
No, I'm serious. The large farms are being broken up into small plots | 0:30:19 | 0:30:23 | |
-and sold off. -Well, you can't stand in the way of progress. -So they say. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:28 | |
But I say it is worth preserving. | 0:30:28 | 0:30:33 | |
I know you do, but nobody could disagree with you about that. | 0:30:33 | 0:30:37 | |
(CHUCKLES) | 0:30:37 | 0:30:39 | |
-Well, I'll see you soon, then. -Perhaps not, Miss Beatrix. | 0:30:39 | 0:30:42 | |
-I'm leaving for Manchester next week. -To study the law? | 0:30:42 | 0:30:46 | |
-Yes, indeed. Have to better meself somehow. -Good luck. | 0:30:46 | 0:30:51 | |
-Send me some drawings. -I will. | 0:30:51 | 0:30:54 | |
'He encouraged me to take my writing seriously.' | 0:30:57 | 0:30:59 | |
We must start on the new stories straight away. Jemima Puddleduck. | 0:30:59 | 0:31:03 | |
The public will like it. Tom Thumb, Hunca Munca. What do you think? | 0:31:03 | 0:31:07 | |
-Well, if you think. -Your book has been very important in my life. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:11 | |
-You have been very important in my life. -And you in mine. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:14 | |
-You must do it again and again. -And again! | 0:31:14 | 0:31:17 | |
I promise you, I intend to be a nuisance. | 0:31:17 | 0:31:20 | |
'When did you decide you wouldn't marry?' | 0:31:42 | 0:31:44 | |
Just before my 20th birthday. Mother came to my room | 0:31:44 | 0:31:48 | |
and announced that Lionel Stokely was to marry Gwendolyn Alcott | 0:31:48 | 0:31:52 | |
and they would live at Stokely Hall, which Lionel had just inherited. | 0:31:52 | 0:31:56 | |
And I knew right then that she would bring no more suitors | 0:31:56 | 0:32:00 | |
and that I would never marry. | 0:32:00 | 0:32:03 | |
-And that shocked me. -Mmm. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:06 | |
But I felt relieved. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:09 | |
-And that shocked me. -(CHUCKLES) | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
So I went into the garden and filled up an entire notebook with sketches. | 0:32:11 | 0:32:15 | |
Men are bores. They are useful for only two things in life, | 0:32:15 | 0:32:20 | |
-financial support and procreation. -Millie! | 0:32:20 | 0:32:23 | |
-You say outrageous things! -(CHUCKLES) | 0:32:23 | 0:32:26 | |
-Ah, but the price. -What price? | 0:32:26 | 0:32:30 | |
Domestic enslavement, childbirth. Terrifying. | 0:32:30 | 0:32:35 | |
No, unmarried women have a better life. I swear, it's true. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:39 | |
No houses, no babies, no husbands demanding things all the time. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:43 | |
As long as one's lucky enough in life to have a good friend... | 0:32:43 | 0:32:46 | |
I'm so glad Norman found you, Beatrix. | 0:32:46 | 0:32:49 | |
I was missing something I didn't even know. | 0:32:49 | 0:32:52 | |
'Dear Miss Potter, I enclose with great pleasure | 0:33:04 | 0:33:07 | |
the latest in what I hope will be a long line of tales.' | 0:33:07 | 0:33:11 | |
-'Yours affably, Norman Warne.' -Mr Warne, | 0:33:11 | 0:33:14 | |
would you and Millie like to come to a Christmas party? | 0:33:14 | 0:33:17 | |
My parents hold one every year and I think it's time I invited someone. | 0:33:17 | 0:33:21 | |
Yes, we'd be delighted to attend. Thrilled, in fact. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:25 | |
Be still, little imps! | 0:33:39 | 0:33:42 | |
Peter, you naughty boy. Look what an example you're setting. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:46 | |
That's better. Any more of that and I'll paint you out. | 0:33:49 | 0:33:53 | |
(CLEARS THROAT) Your father is home. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:57 | |
-How was your day at the club, Father? -Interesting, as always. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:07 | |
We seem to have a situation. We need your resolution. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:10 | |
-I'd like Norman and Millie to come to our party. -With Lady Armitage! | 0:34:10 | 0:34:14 | |
And Sir Nigel and Sybil! A tradesman, Rupert! | 0:34:14 | 0:34:17 | |
-How will anyone have fun? -He's the gentleman who publishes my books. | 0:34:17 | 0:34:20 | |
-Rupert... -I have something here, Beatrix. | 0:34:23 | 0:34:26 | |
I went into Hatchards bookshop and I purchased this with good money. | 0:34:26 | 0:34:31 | |
Well, Hugh Whitteford bearded me in the club. He rattled on for hours. | 0:34:31 | 0:34:35 | |
You know Hugh, jowls all aflutter. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:38 | |
"Wife's bought three of your girl's books." | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
"Sending some to chums in Bombay." Soon the whole club was telling me | 0:34:40 | 0:34:44 | |
of some purchase they had made of our daughter's creations, | 0:34:44 | 0:34:48 | |
so I thought it was time I bought one. | 0:34:48 | 0:34:50 | |
-I went into Hatchards and got one. -I would've given you one. | 0:34:50 | 0:34:54 | |
But I wanted to buy one, like everyone else. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:57 | |
I owe you an apology, Beatrix. | 0:34:57 | 0:35:01 | |
When you showed me your books, all I saw was my little girl | 0:35:01 | 0:35:04 | |
bringing me clever drawings for me to comment on. | 0:35:04 | 0:35:08 | |
You're not a little girl any more. You're an artist. | 0:35:08 | 0:35:12 | |
The genuine article. | 0:35:12 | 0:35:14 | |
I would have been proud to use that word about myself. | 0:35:14 | 0:35:18 | |
-And now I'm proud of you, Beatrix. -Thank you, Father. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:22 | |
So I don't see any reason why we cannot make a little social effort | 0:35:22 | 0:35:26 | |
to welcome the gentleman responsible for this blessing into our home. | 0:35:26 | 0:35:30 | |
Thank you, Father. | 0:35:30 | 0:35:33 | |
Thank you! | 0:35:34 | 0:35:35 | |
I think it will be good for all of us. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:40 | |
Merry Christmas, Rupert. | 0:35:43 | 0:35:45 | |
Don't serve Sir Nigel punch with brandy unless he demands it. | 0:35:52 | 0:35:55 | |
-Yes, ma'am. -And after dinner he'll take port. | 0:35:55 | 0:35:58 | |
-Come and give me a little signal if he's had four glasses. -Yes, ma'am. | 0:35:58 | 0:36:02 | |
The house shimmers, my darling. You've done it again. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:06 | |
-Oh! -(DOOR SLAMS) | 0:36:06 | 0:36:09 | |
-Good evening. -Mr Warne! Millie! | 0:36:09 | 0:36:12 | |
How wonderful! Thank you, Jane. | 0:36:12 | 0:36:15 | |
Thank you. Thank you. | 0:36:17 | 0:36:19 | |
Mother, Father, I would like you to meet Miss Amelia | 0:36:22 | 0:36:26 | |
and Mr Norman Warne. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:28 | |
How charming of you to be so punctual. | 0:36:28 | 0:36:32 | |
(STRING QUARTET PLAYS CHRISTMAS MUSIC) | 0:36:32 | 0:36:35 | |
(ALL CHATTER) | 0:36:35 | 0:36:38 | |
-Go on. One wouldn't hurt. -(CHUCKLES) | 0:36:50 | 0:36:54 | |
I think Wiggin is under strict orders never to leave our side. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:58 | |
How festive(!) | 0:36:58 | 0:37:00 | |
(ALL CONTINUE TO CHATTER) | 0:37:14 | 0:37:16 | |
-Such scintillating conversation. -Oh, mine as well. | 0:37:27 | 0:37:31 | |
The weather in Amsterdam in July. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:34 | |
Could I interest you two ladies in an after-dinner coffee? | 0:37:34 | 0:37:37 | |
Some of the gentlemen wish to play cards, but they need a fourth. | 0:37:37 | 0:37:41 | |
-I don't suppose you play whist? -I never had an aptitude for cards. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:45 | |
-Oh, that is a pity. -I play. -This is to play with Sir Nigel, Miss Warne. | 0:37:45 | 0:37:49 | |
-Sir Nigel takes his whist seriously. -I play rather well, actually. | 0:37:49 | 0:37:53 | |
Do you, Millie?! | 0:37:53 | 0:37:55 | |
Well, I'm sure you two have plenty to talk about without me | 0:37:55 | 0:37:59 | |
and if they can't play without a fourth... | 0:37:59 | 0:38:02 | |
Come along, Miss Warne. | 0:38:02 | 0:38:04 | |
Carols in the music room, my dears. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:09 | |
-Perhaps I could show you your Christmas present. -Yes! | 0:38:10 | 0:38:14 | |
It's upstairs. | 0:38:14 | 0:38:16 | |
I will bring the coffee. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:19 | |
-Mrs Wiggin. -Miss. -Miss Wiggin. | 0:38:35 | 0:38:38 | |
I have taken the liberty of adding a splash of brandy to our coffees. | 0:38:38 | 0:38:41 | |
-Oh? -Well, it is Christmas. | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
-Is this where you paint, Miss Potter? -Yes. | 0:38:44 | 0:38:47 | |
And it's where we shall find your Christmas present. | 0:38:47 | 0:38:51 | |
Oh, my! | 0:38:54 | 0:38:56 | |
Other than Bertram and Father, you're the first man to come in here. | 0:38:56 | 0:39:00 | |
-Would you like me to leave? -No, no. Wiggin is here. | 0:39:00 | 0:39:03 | |
And if this is the best I can do for scandal at my age, | 0:39:03 | 0:39:07 | |
-I'm hardly worthy of my reputation for creativity! -(CHUCKLES) -Here. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:11 | |
My, that is beautiful. | 0:39:12 | 0:39:15 | |
Is it the new story? Miss Potter, is it the new story? | 0:39:15 | 0:39:19 | |
-Is it...? -I'm not going to tell you! | 0:39:19 | 0:39:21 | |
Come over here. | 0:39:22 | 0:39:24 | |
-Ah, this is Jemima Puddleduck. -Mmm. The first drawing I ever did of her. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:28 | |
I was, er, eight, I think. (Jemima, stop that!) | 0:39:28 | 0:39:32 | |
-Stop what? -Just some silliness. | 0:39:34 | 0:39:37 | |
-And what's this? -Oh, it's a music box. | 0:39:39 | 0:39:43 | |
My father gave it to me for my sixth birthday. He did the painting himself. | 0:39:43 | 0:39:47 | |
-Your father is an artist, too. -He always wanted to be an artist, | 0:39:47 | 0:39:51 | |
but the family disapproved so he took up law. | 0:39:51 | 0:39:54 | |
The joke is, I've never once heard him discuss a case. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:57 | |
He goes to his club every day and never his office. | 0:39:57 | 0:40:00 | |
-I don't really know what he does. -(LAUGHS) | 0:40:00 | 0:40:04 | |
-Oh, dear. -Oh! Wiggin is fallible! | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
I'm afraid, Miss Potter, your reputation is now officially dented. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:11 | |
-(GENTLE MUSIC) -Ah, let me teach you how to dance. Do you dance? | 0:40:11 | 0:40:15 | |
No. Well, not well. | 0:40:15 | 0:40:17 | |
I make a terrible hash of it, too, when I try, but the words are sweet. | 0:40:17 | 0:40:21 | |
You know the words? Will you sing the words? | 0:40:21 | 0:40:25 | |
Well... | 0:40:26 | 0:40:27 | |
# Let me teach you how to dance | 0:40:27 | 0:40:31 | |
# Let me lead you to the floor | 0:40:32 | 0:40:36 | |
# Simply place your hand in mine | 0:40:36 | 0:40:40 | |
# And think of nothing more | 0:40:40 | 0:40:45 | |
# Let the music cast its spell | 0:40:45 | 0:40:49 | |
# Give the atmosphere a chance | 0:40:49 | 0:40:54 | |
# Simply follow where I lead | 0:40:54 | 0:40:59 | |
# Let me teach you how to dance # | 0:40:59 | 0:41:04 | |
Miss Potter... | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
..I know you have decided not to marry. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:14 | |
All my life I've thought that I would not marry, either, | 0:41:14 | 0:41:17 | |
-but something has happened that has caused me to change my mind. -Mr... | 0:41:17 | 0:41:21 | |
No, if I do not say what I have to say now, I fear I never will. | 0:41:21 | 0:41:25 | |
Miss Potter, I would like you to consider... | 0:41:25 | 0:41:28 | |
-Mr Warne... -..doing me the honour, | 0:41:28 | 0:41:31 | |
-and I do not expect an immediate answer... -Beatrix? | 0:41:31 | 0:41:35 | |
I was just showing Mr Warne his Christmas presents. | 0:41:35 | 0:41:39 | |
I'm an impeccably genteel unmarried lady. | 0:41:40 | 0:41:43 | |
I haven't begun to invite men to my room. Mr Warne. | 0:41:43 | 0:41:46 | |
Wiggin! | 0:41:57 | 0:41:59 | |
What is the picture, Beatrix? | 0:42:10 | 0:42:13 | |
Oh! Erm,... er,... | 0:42:13 | 0:42:16 | |
..I've, er, written and drawn little children's books | 0:42:16 | 0:42:20 | |
which have been published. The man who published them is here, | 0:42:20 | 0:42:24 | |
Mr Norman Warne. To thank him for his assistance and generosity, | 0:42:24 | 0:42:30 | |
er... well... | 0:42:30 | 0:42:33 | |
..I'm writing him a Christmas story. | 0:42:33 | 0:42:36 | |
-Can we hear it? -Oh, it isn't finished. | 0:42:36 | 0:42:39 | |
-Oh, go on! -Ohhh! | 0:42:39 | 0:42:42 | |
I suppose, before we part for the evening, | 0:42:42 | 0:42:46 | |
I could share a glimpse of the unfinished tale | 0:42:46 | 0:42:51 | |
of... the Rabbits' Christmas Party. (ALL CHUCKLE) | 0:42:51 | 0:42:55 | |
One particularly snowy Christmas Eve, | 0:42:59 | 0:43:02 | |
a young rabbit and his fearsome older brothers | 0:43:02 | 0:43:06 | |
and fiercely brave sister set out on a journey | 0:43:06 | 0:43:10 | |
they make every year to celebrate with their friends. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:14 | |
Now, rabbits are highly sociable creatures and legend has it | 0:43:14 | 0:43:17 | |
that wherever they find themselves on Christmas Eve, | 0:43:17 | 0:43:21 | |
they get together and throw a jolly party. | 0:43:21 | 0:43:23 | |
Now, I know such a legend exists because I made it up. | 0:43:23 | 0:43:28 | |
(ALL CHUCKLE) | 0:43:28 | 0:43:30 | |
The rabbits travelled through the woods | 0:43:30 | 0:43:33 | |
to the well-appointed burrow of their cousins, | 0:43:33 | 0:43:36 | |
where a warm fire was waiting for them. | 0:43:36 | 0:43:39 | |
They take off their frosty coats and the party begins! | 0:43:39 | 0:43:45 | |
Now, I know on this night that they will eat and talk and dance | 0:43:45 | 0:43:49 | |
and laugh and roast apples on the fire, | 0:43:49 | 0:43:52 | |
but I'm not certain how the story ends, | 0:43:52 | 0:43:57 | |
because I haven't made that part up yet. | 0:43:57 | 0:44:01 | |
But, in any case, Mr Warne will have to read it first | 0:44:01 | 0:44:06 | |
as he is my strict censor. | 0:44:06 | 0:44:08 | |
And, well, it is his present. | 0:44:08 | 0:44:12 | |
-Merry Christmas, Mr Warne. -Thank you, Miss Potter. It's so beautiful. | 0:44:12 | 0:44:16 | |
-(ALL CHATTER) -Thank you. -Here, here! | 0:44:16 | 0:44:18 | |
There'll be no problem with presents for the grandchildren next year. | 0:44:18 | 0:44:22 | |
-Oh, you must be very proud, Helen! -It's just a children's story. | 0:44:22 | 0:44:27 | |
Outstanding! | 0:44:27 | 0:44:30 | |
-Can I talk to you? -Of course. | 0:44:30 | 0:44:32 | |
-What is it? Is there something wrong? -No. | 0:44:37 | 0:44:40 | |
-As my confidante... -Oh! You have something to confide? Delicious! | 0:44:40 | 0:44:45 | |
Your brother has asked me to marry him. | 0:44:46 | 0:44:49 | |
And I feel, quite irrationally, that I may say yes! | 0:44:49 | 0:44:55 | |
I'd like your approval. | 0:44:56 | 0:44:58 | |
My approval? | 0:45:01 | 0:45:03 | |
Beatrix, don't be a fool. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:07 | |
Marry him! | 0:45:07 | 0:45:10 | |
Tomorrow. Don't waste a moment. How could you hesitate?! | 0:45:10 | 0:45:14 | |
-You're not upset? -Why would I be upset? | 0:45:14 | 0:45:17 | |
Well, both Norman and I... You will be alone. | 0:45:17 | 0:45:22 | |
You have a chance for happiness and you're worried about me? | 0:45:22 | 0:45:25 | |
I wouldn't worry about you... | 0:45:25 | 0:45:27 | |
If someone came along who loved me and whom I loved, | 0:45:27 | 0:45:30 | |
-I would trample my mother. Do you love Norman? -(Yes.) | 0:45:30 | 0:45:34 | |
Then, marry him! Don't you dare think about anyone else. | 0:45:34 | 0:45:38 | |
-But what about all the blessings of being alone? -Hogwash. | 0:45:38 | 0:45:42 | |
What else is a woman on her own supposed to say? | 0:45:42 | 0:45:45 | |
You have a chance to be loved. | 0:45:45 | 0:45:48 | |
Take it! | 0:45:48 | 0:45:50 | |
And leave me happy knowing that the two people I love are happy. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:54 | |
That is the most thought you should ever have for me. | 0:45:54 | 0:45:58 | |
There you are, Beatrix. The guests! | 0:45:58 | 0:46:01 | |
Yes, Mother. | 0:46:01 | 0:46:03 | |
Millie... | 0:46:03 | 0:46:05 | |
(Go.) | 0:46:08 | 0:46:10 | |
What is going on tonight? | 0:46:13 | 0:46:15 | |
Why do I feel like a... stranger in my own home? | 0:46:15 | 0:46:19 | |
-You have a clever daughter, Rupert. You must be very proud. -Yes, we are. | 0:46:19 | 0:46:23 | |
-To write and draw like that! -Beatrix should meet my niece, Anne. | 0:46:23 | 0:46:27 | |
-She makes pots. -Ceramics, Nigel. | 0:46:27 | 0:46:30 | |
-Well, they look like pots to me. -(ALL LAUGH) | 0:46:30 | 0:46:33 | |
Yes. As for you, madam, I suggest you take up knitting. | 0:46:33 | 0:46:37 | |
-Merry Christmas! -(ALL) Merry Christmas! | 0:46:37 | 0:46:41 | |
-What was all that about? -Sir Nigel disapproves of the way I play whist. | 0:46:45 | 0:46:49 | |
-I'm afraid I won two guineas from him. -Mr Warne! | 0:46:49 | 0:46:53 | |
-Your painting. -Oh, yes. My Christmas present. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:56 | |
Yes. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:03 | |
(ALL CHATTER INDISTINCTLY) | 0:47:06 | 0:47:08 | |
-Goodbye, Mr Warne. -Goodbye, Mr Warne. | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
(GENTLE MUSIC) | 0:47:34 | 0:47:37 | |
-Sir? -I have an appointment to see Mr Rupert Potter in the Eagleton Room. | 0:48:12 | 0:48:16 | |
-He's expecting you, sir. -Thank you. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:18 | |
Come along, Norman. It's only her father. | 0:48:30 | 0:48:33 | |
Come in. | 0:48:35 | 0:48:37 | |
Thank you very much for taking the time out of your very busy day. | 0:48:45 | 0:48:48 | |
Goodbye, Mr Warne. | 0:48:48 | 0:48:51 | |
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, BUILDING INTO A HEATED ARGUMENT) | 0:48:55 | 0:48:59 | |
Oi! Go! | 0:49:06 | 0:49:09 | |
-I've said that I'll do it and I will. -Norman Warne is a tradesman. | 0:49:11 | 0:49:15 | |
-No Potter can marry into trade. -And what are we? | 0:49:15 | 0:49:18 | |
Our money comes from Grandfather's printing works in Lancashire! | 0:49:18 | 0:49:21 | |
A trade, Mother. And if Grandfather hadn't run for parliament, | 0:49:21 | 0:49:25 | |
we'd still be living in the shadow of his factories. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:28 | |
Your legacy came from Grandfather Leech's cotton trade. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:32 | |
When did we become so high and mighty? | 0:49:32 | 0:49:35 | |
We've parvenus, mother. Social climbers. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:38 | |
Your father and I will not allow this marriage for your own good! | 0:49:38 | 0:49:42 | |
-And there's no reason to become insulting! -It's the truth! | 0:49:42 | 0:49:45 | |
Our lives are pretension and social aspiration. | 0:49:45 | 0:49:49 | |
Sir this and Lady that. | 0:49:49 | 0:49:51 | |
Norman Warne is a gentleman of comfortable means | 0:49:51 | 0:49:54 | |
and not one bit beneath us, and I intend to marry him. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:59 | |
Not if you expect to take one penny of your inheritance. | 0:49:59 | 0:50:03 | |
You haven't disinherited Bertram | 0:50:03 | 0:50:05 | |
for going off with a wine-merchant's daughter! I'm a published author. | 0:50:05 | 0:50:08 | |
I have means of my own. This discussion is over. | 0:50:08 | 0:50:12 | |
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Come in, Father. | 0:50:23 | 0:50:26 | |
Why is that after any difficult situation she always sends you? | 0:50:27 | 0:50:31 | |
Your mother didn't send me. | 0:50:31 | 0:50:34 | |
I don't like tension in my home, and I want to resolve this matter. | 0:50:34 | 0:50:39 | |
Well, you can't. I've made my decision. | 0:50:39 | 0:50:41 | |
Your mother wants what is best for you, as do I, Beatrix. | 0:50:41 | 0:50:45 | |
An impulsive, inappropriate marriage is something you will regret. | 0:50:45 | 0:50:49 | |
You can't allow me to marry and leave. | 0:50:49 | 0:50:52 | |
-Who would take care of you? -You don't think we would deny you happiness | 0:50:52 | 0:50:56 | |
because we needed a nursemaid? That is a knife in my heart. | 0:50:56 | 0:50:59 | |
-Then, what is it? I can't understand. -You cannot make us the villains. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:03 | |
Your mother trotted out countless suitors, all of them acceptable. | 0:51:03 | 0:51:07 | |
-You rejected every one. -I know that, Father. | 0:51:07 | 0:51:10 | |
I didn't want to be a silly woman marrying a man | 0:51:10 | 0:51:12 | |
simply because he was acceptable or rich enough to take care of me! | 0:51:12 | 0:51:16 | |
But does that mean that I'm never to be loved?! | 0:51:16 | 0:51:20 | |
Father! | 0:51:21 | 0:51:23 | |
Wiggin, wait here, please. | 0:51:26 | 0:51:30 | |
I'd like to enquire about my royalty earnings, Mr Copperthwaite, | 0:51:34 | 0:51:38 | |
and whether... | 0:51:38 | 0:51:41 | |
..I might at some stage, afford a house of my own in the country. | 0:51:41 | 0:51:47 | |
You have enough to buy an estate. | 0:51:47 | 0:51:49 | |
Several estates. And a house in town. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:52 | |
You're quite a wealthy woman, Miss Potter. | 0:51:52 | 0:51:55 | |
-Am I truly?! -Yes. | 0:51:55 | 0:51:58 | |
Your income has become quite regular. | 0:51:58 | 0:52:01 | |
If your fortune continues to grow, | 0:52:01 | 0:52:03 | |
you should have no financial worries for the rest of your life. | 0:52:03 | 0:52:07 | |
Extraordinary. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:13 | |
-Beatrix. -Beatrix. | 0:52:26 | 0:52:29 | |
-Come and sit with us, please. -I'd rather not, Father. | 0:52:29 | 0:52:33 | |
We have something to discuss. A proposition. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:36 | |
And for heaven's sake, Beatrix, let the servants carry your dishes. | 0:52:36 | 0:52:40 | |
-Tea? -No, thank you. -Nonsense. You always take tea. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:47 | |
Contrary to what you think and what you have so vehemently expressed, | 0:52:47 | 0:52:52 | |
your mama and I want you to be happy. | 0:52:52 | 0:52:55 | |
We simply doubt that this marriage will do the trick. | 0:52:55 | 0:52:58 | |
Helen, please, sit down, Beatrix. | 0:52:58 | 0:53:01 | |
What we don't want is for you to rush into something | 0:53:03 | 0:53:06 | |
-you may later wish to reconsider. -I won't want to reconsider. | 0:53:06 | 0:53:10 | |
-We are not convinced. -Helen, please. | 0:53:10 | 0:53:13 | |
We are not convinced. | 0:53:13 | 0:53:15 | |
Yet neither have we hearts of stone. | 0:53:15 | 0:53:18 | |
Therefore, this is what we propose. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:21 | |
You may accept Mr Warne, | 0:53:22 | 0:53:25 | |
but must remain a complete secret, even from his own family. | 0:53:25 | 0:53:29 | |
This summer, you, Mama and I will go, as always, to the Lake District. | 0:53:29 | 0:53:34 | |
If at the end of the summer you still wish to proceed, | 0:53:34 | 0:53:39 | |
then, we will announce your engagement | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
and you can marry with our blessing and our love. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:46 | |
-Why must no-one know? -So there'll be no public embarrassment when you... | 0:53:48 | 0:53:52 | |
-If. If you change your mind. -(If.) | 0:53:52 | 0:53:56 | |
Beatrix, if you care for this man as much as you say you do, | 0:53:56 | 0:54:00 | |
then, in a few months, the ardour will still be there. | 0:54:00 | 0:54:04 | |
If your mother and I are correct and this emotion cools in time, | 0:54:04 | 0:54:09 | |
then, we will have protected you against humiliation and unhappiness. | 0:54:09 | 0:54:14 | |
-It will not cool. -Beatrix, listen to me. | 0:54:14 | 0:54:18 | |
-A woman at your age... -Mother, the only thing true at my age | 0:54:18 | 0:54:22 | |
is that at my age every day matters. | 0:54:22 | 0:54:26 | |
Very well, Mother, Father, I accept your terms. | 0:54:31 | 0:54:36 | |
Norman and I may decide to wait in any case. | 0:54:36 | 0:54:40 | |
But make plans. There will be a wedding in this house by October. | 0:54:41 | 0:54:46 | |
Beautiful. | 0:55:44 | 0:55:47 | |
Which carriage, Rupert? Saunders? | 0:56:23 | 0:56:27 | |
Four carriages down. This way. | 0:56:29 | 0:56:32 | |
-This is the Potters for Windermere. -Right you are, sir. | 0:56:45 | 0:56:49 | |
Beatrix! | 0:56:55 | 0:56:58 | |
Mr Warne! | 0:57:05 | 0:57:08 | |
Oh! Oh, I do apologise. | 0:57:08 | 0:57:11 | |
-Miss Potter! -Mr Warne! | 0:57:24 | 0:57:26 | |
I was beginning to fear you wouldn't come. You're soaked! | 0:57:26 | 0:57:30 | |
I brought you the proof of the new book! | 0:57:30 | 0:57:33 | |
-Oh, you'll catch cold. -I couldn't miss seeing you off. | 0:57:33 | 0:57:36 | |
-You know nothing would stop me. -This is going to be | 0:57:36 | 0:57:40 | |
-the longest summer I've ever spent. -But it's only the summer. | 0:57:40 | 0:57:43 | |
-Yes! -And this time is not for us, but your parents. | 0:57:43 | 0:57:46 | |
How can they know what we're feeling? They've never felt it. | 0:57:46 | 0:57:50 | |
-We can afford them this three months. -I suppose. (WHISTLE) | 0:57:50 | 0:57:54 | |
-Oh! -This is not how I wish to say goodbye to you. | 0:57:54 | 0:57:57 | |
Goodbye, Miss Potter. I look forward to your speedy return. | 0:58:13 | 0:58:17 | |
As do I, Mr Warne! (TRAIN TOOTS) | 0:58:17 | 0:58:19 | |
-Quickly! -Yes! -Here. | 0:58:19 | 0:58:22 | |
-Goodbye, Miss Potter. -Goodbye, Mr Warne. | 0:58:28 | 0:58:32 | |
Goodbye, Norman. | 0:58:34 | 0:58:37 | |
'Dear, dear, Norman, this absurd false separation | 0:59:06 | 0:59:10 | |
is surely a kind of madness, most notably that of my mother.' | 0:59:10 | 0:59:14 | |
'But you are here, my dear, for me.' | 0:59:14 | 0:59:17 | |
'The beauty of this place seems magnified somehow | 0:59:17 | 0:59:20 | |
with you in my mind. In my occasional lonely moments, | 0:59:20 | 0:59:23 | |
I imagine conversations between us, | 0:59:23 | 0:59:26 | |
and yesterday startled a duck with my declaration of love for you.' | 0:59:26 | 0:59:29 | |
'All of my thoughts are with you, my darling.' | 0:59:29 | 0:59:33 | |
'I know that you find Harold and Fruing terribly boring, | 0:59:33 | 0:59:36 | |
but I am having what I could almost describe as wild enjoyment | 0:59:36 | 0:59:39 | |
working with them. You may wake up one day to find yourself | 0:59:39 | 0:59:43 | |
married to a businessman!' | 0:59:43 | 0:59:45 | |
'Praise the day when I can wake up to find you beside me.' | 0:59:45 | 0:59:49 | |
'I took one of the boats out on to the lake at sunset | 0:59:49 | 0:59:52 | |
to watch the water hens feeding.' | 0:59:52 | 0:59:55 | |
'They made noises like kissing. I closed my eyes and pictured you.' | 0:59:55 | 0:59:59 | |
'I find I love my heart more now, | 0:59:59 | 1:00:02 | |
because that is where I know I can find you.' | 1:00:02 | 1:00:05 | |
'Amelia sends her love and wishes for us all to be together again, | 1:00:05 | 1:00:09 | |
as do I, multiplied a hundred fold.' | 1:00:09 | 1:00:12 | |
Sir? Hill Top Farm. May I ask, is it a working farm? | 1:00:19 | 1:00:23 | |
Aye. Another great one falls. | 1:00:23 | 1:00:27 | |
-But this one breaks your heart. -Really? Why? | 1:00:27 | 1:00:31 | |
Ah, Miss, a body would have to be a poet, which I certainly am not. | 1:00:32 | 1:00:37 | |
Excuse me, but I'd swear you were someone I once knew. | 1:00:38 | 1:00:41 | |
-Good heavens! Willie Heelis. -Miss Beatrix! Er, Miss Potter. | 1:00:41 | 1:00:44 | |
-Is that you?! -How good to see you! -Well, hello! | 1:00:44 | 1:00:48 | |
I see you've given up on the law. | 1:00:48 | 1:00:51 | |
-Have you decided to make an honest living? -Ah, yes. The law. | 1:00:51 | 1:00:55 | |
Well, not exactly. No. No. A country solicitor needs to be proficient | 1:00:55 | 1:00:58 | |
-in many skills. -Oh! Of course. | 1:00:58 | 1:01:01 | |
And it suits me to be out of the office now and again. | 1:01:01 | 1:01:05 | |
I could show you Hill Top if you have the time. | 1:01:05 | 1:01:08 | |
Erm,... yes! Yes, time is exactly what I have. | 1:01:08 | 1:01:13 | |
Good. | 1:01:13 | 1:01:15 | |
-Not a bad outlook, Miss Potter. -It's sublime. | 1:01:23 | 1:01:28 | |
'I met an old friend today, who showed me a beautiful farm for sale.' | 1:01:29 | 1:01:33 | |
'It would be a perfect country home, | 1:01:33 | 1:01:36 | |
but though I know we'll live mainly in the city, | 1:01:36 | 1:01:39 | |
I'm very keen to share my favourite places with you.' | 1:01:39 | 1:01:42 | |
The post has arrived and, once again, no letter from Mr Warne. | 1:01:55 | 1:01:59 | |
Is it time for me to start getting just a little hopeful? | 1:01:59 | 1:02:03 | |
He did mention he might take a few days' holiday. | 1:02:03 | 1:02:07 | |
The post is no doubt slow from wherever he's gone. | 1:02:07 | 1:02:10 | |
But there is something | 1:02:10 | 1:02:12 | |
-that appears to be from that interesting sister of his. -Millie? | 1:02:12 | 1:02:16 | |
How delightful. | 1:02:16 | 1:02:19 | |
Excuse me. | 1:02:20 | 1:02:23 | |
Norman is ill. | 1:02:47 | 1:02:49 | |
-I'm Beatrix Potter. -Please come in. | 1:03:15 | 1:03:19 | |
-Ah, Miss Potter. -Hello. | 1:03:22 | 1:03:25 | |
-Please, come in. -Thank you. | 1:03:25 | 1:03:28 | |
-I came as soon as I heard. -Yes, it's very kind of you. | 1:03:28 | 1:03:32 | |
Very kind indeed. | 1:03:32 | 1:03:33 | |
How is he? | 1:03:33 | 1:03:36 | |
Beatrix. | 1:03:37 | 1:03:39 | |
-Millie. -(Beatrix!) | 1:03:41 | 1:03:44 | |
Millie? | 1:03:44 | 1:03:46 | |
I'm too late. | 1:03:52 | 1:03:55 | |
He was so happy. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
(TEARFULLY) He sang songs. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:09 | |
He made me dance with him in the parlour. | 1:04:09 | 1:04:12 | |
He laughed all the time. Everyone noticed the change in him. | 1:04:12 | 1:04:15 | |
Only I knew the reason. | 1:04:15 | 1:04:18 | |
But all summer he had a cough | 1:04:19 | 1:04:22 | |
and then the cough got worse, | 1:04:22 | 1:04:25 | |
and then one night he was gone. | 1:04:25 | 1:04:27 | |
It was so sudden. I keep thinking that it hasn't happened. | 1:04:28 | 1:04:32 | |
I keep expecting to see him in the garden. | 1:04:32 | 1:04:35 | |
Oh, er, when's the funeral? | 1:04:35 | 1:04:38 | |
It was yesterday. | 1:04:38 | 1:04:40 | |
It was only the immediate family | 1:04:41 | 1:04:44 | |
and I couldn't think of a reason to ask them to delay it for you. | 1:04:44 | 1:04:48 | |
It was considerate of you to come and pay your respects, Miss Potter. | 1:04:52 | 1:04:56 | |
Our mother is particularly moved | 1:04:56 | 1:04:58 | |
and is sorry she isn't well enough to come down to greet you. | 1:04:58 | 1:05:02 | |
I'll be taking over our late brother's business affairs. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:06 | |
Fine. | 1:05:06 | 1:05:08 | |
I want to assure you that F Warne will do everything in its power | 1:05:08 | 1:05:12 | |
to ensure our tragic loss causes you the least possible inconvenience. | 1:05:12 | 1:05:17 | |
Please accept the gratitude of the entire family. | 1:05:17 | 1:05:21 | |
-(They want me to go.) -I'm sorry. | 1:05:31 | 1:05:35 | |
(MOUTHS SILENTLY) | 1:05:35 | 1:05:37 | |
Miss Beatrix! What are you doing in London? Is something wrong? | 1:05:57 | 1:06:00 | |
-A friend died. -Oh, sorry, miss. | 1:06:00 | 1:06:03 | |
Was she a close friend? | 1:06:03 | 1:06:06 | |
Miss Beatrix? | 1:06:40 | 1:06:42 | |
Miss Beatrix? | 1:06:44 | 1:06:46 | |
I'll leave your dinner outside your door, then, miss. | 1:06:48 | 1:06:51 | |
Saunders is here, Miss Potter, to take you to the station. | 1:07:12 | 1:07:16 | |
I shan't be going back to the Lakes. | 1:07:16 | 1:07:18 | |
Can I get you anything, then? | 1:07:18 | 1:07:21 | |
Nothing, Hilda. | 1:07:21 | 1:07:23 | |
Very well, Miss Potter. | 1:07:23 | 1:07:26 | |
(KNOCK AT DOOR) | 1:09:04 | 1:09:06 | |
Beatrix, it's Millie. | 1:09:06 | 1:09:08 | |
Look, I know I'm unannounced, but they sent back all my messages. | 1:09:11 | 1:09:15 | |
Please, please, please let me in. | 1:09:16 | 1:09:18 | |
We've got to get you out of here. | 1:09:40 | 1:09:43 | |
Come on. Come on. | 1:09:43 | 1:09:45 | |
Let's get you washed and dressed and out of this room. | 1:09:45 | 1:09:49 | |
(TEARFULLY) I can't. | 1:09:52 | 1:09:54 | |
(SOBBING) Millie! | 1:09:57 | 1:09:59 | |
I can't! | 1:09:59 | 1:10:01 | |
I've been torturing myself. | 1:10:14 | 1:10:17 | |
I should never have encouraged you with Norman. | 1:10:17 | 1:10:20 | |
I'd have saved you all this terrible grief. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:23 | |
I loved him! | 1:10:23 | 1:10:26 | |
I loved him, too. | 1:10:26 | 1:10:29 | |
But he's gone. | 1:10:30 | 1:10:32 | |
I must leave this house. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:40 | |
I will leave this house. | 1:10:44 | 1:10:47 | |
Congratulations, Miss Potter. | 1:11:05 | 1:11:08 | |
You are now the proud owner of Hill Top Farm. Thanks, George. | 1:11:08 | 1:11:12 | |
Well, I'm sure you'll be very happy at Hill Top. | 1:11:13 | 1:11:16 | |
-I spent some time there as a child. -Is that so? | 1:11:16 | 1:11:19 | |
I did have other plans for it, | 1:11:19 | 1:11:22 | |
but I'm sure that I will love it in any case. | 1:11:22 | 1:11:25 | |
Yes. If you need any other assistance or help... | 1:11:25 | 1:11:28 | |
Thank you very much, Mr Heelis. Good day. | 1:11:28 | 1:11:32 | |
Good day, Miss Potter. | 1:11:32 | 1:11:34 | |
What I don't understand is how you're going to pay for this farm. | 1:11:47 | 1:11:51 | |
I'm a writer, Mother. People buy my work. | 1:11:51 | 1:11:54 | |
Our daughter is famous. You're the only person who doesn't know it. | 1:11:54 | 1:11:58 | |
What I don't understand is why you find it necessary to leave home. | 1:12:04 | 1:12:09 | |
It is not a choice, Father. | 1:12:09 | 1:12:11 | |
Beatrix, if I could undo anything... | 1:12:11 | 1:12:14 | |
There's nothing to undo. This has nothing to do with you or Mother. | 1:12:14 | 1:12:19 | |
I must make my own way. | 1:12:20 | 1:12:22 | |
So you must. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:27 | |
So you must. | 1:12:27 | 1:12:29 | |
Everybody out. | 1:12:55 | 1:12:58 | |
You see? I told you we could not know where our journey would lead. | 1:12:58 | 1:13:03 | |
It has led us here. | 1:13:03 | 1:13:06 | |
This is your new home. | 1:13:06 | 1:13:08 | |
No tears! | 1:13:18 | 1:13:20 | |
(SOBS QUIETLY) | 1:13:28 | 1:13:31 | |
Miss. | 1:15:08 | 1:15:10 | |
Millie! | 1:15:11 | 1:15:13 | |
-It's wonderful to see you! -Oh, this place is perfect. | 1:15:15 | 1:15:20 | |
Millie! | 1:15:20 | 1:15:22 | |
-Well, what have you brought? -Oh. | 1:15:22 | 1:15:25 | |
Er, I thought it best not to bring this, | 1:15:25 | 1:15:28 | |
but then it jumped into my hand as I walked out the door. | 1:15:28 | 1:15:32 | |
I'm sorry. | 1:15:43 | 1:15:45 | |
Thank you. | 1:15:49 | 1:15:52 | |
It's getting easier. | 1:15:56 | 1:15:59 | |
It's getting easier for me, too. | 1:15:59 | 1:16:01 | |
-I'm painting again. -(GASPS) | 1:16:03 | 1:16:05 | |
My mind's going mad with the story. | 1:16:05 | 1:16:08 | |
-I've got pigs running amuck up there! -(CHUCKLES) | 1:16:08 | 1:16:11 | |
Well, it's this place, isn't it? | 1:16:12 | 1:16:15 | |
Who'd want to be cooped up in London when they could be up here? | 1:16:15 | 1:16:19 | |
-I'm so glad you came. -Me, too. | 1:16:19 | 1:16:21 | |
I've been so lucky with visitors. | 1:16:21 | 1:16:24 | |
First my brother, Bertram, then my mother. | 1:16:24 | 1:16:27 | |
You think that's lucky? Your mother is a monster! | 1:16:27 | 1:16:30 | |
No, it's fine! My mother and I have come to an understanding. | 1:16:30 | 1:16:34 | |
-We've agreed to not understand each other. -(LAUGHS) | 1:16:34 | 1:16:38 | |
Look, if some city slicker wants to offer me a half-decent price | 1:17:00 | 1:17:04 | |
for a derelict property | 1:17:04 | 1:17:06 | |
and then pay me and my lads good money to knock the place down... | 1:17:06 | 1:17:11 | |
-(ALL SHOUT / CHATTER) -Let him build what he likes. | 1:17:11 | 1:17:14 | |
If we allow these city developers to buy up our land, | 1:17:14 | 1:17:17 | |
there'll be no more farming. And all you're left with | 1:17:17 | 1:17:20 | |
-is a ruined landscape and no community. -(ALL) Yes! | 1:17:20 | 1:17:24 | |
Miss Potter. | 1:17:28 | 1:17:30 | |
Ah, Mr Heelis! | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
I see you've found me. | 1:17:33 | 1:17:36 | |
I played here so often as a child. | 1:17:36 | 1:17:39 | |
-I know your farm very well. -Oh! | 1:17:39 | 1:17:42 | |
Swam in the stream, played hide and seek with cousin Charles. | 1:17:42 | 1:17:46 | |
-I brought you the executed deed for the farm. -At last! Thank you. | 1:17:47 | 1:17:52 | |
-Busy. -Yes. Yes, I've asked Mr Cannon | 1:17:53 | 1:17:56 | |
to stay on and run Hill Top as a working farm. | 1:17:56 | 1:17:59 | |
I'm learning a great deal. | 1:17:59 | 1:18:01 | |
I wish everyone who bought land up here could be so... enlightened. | 1:18:01 | 1:18:07 | |
You've bought a farm, kept the workers on, you're working the land | 1:18:07 | 1:18:11 | |
-and you're preserving this place. -Yes. It makes me happy. | 1:18:11 | 1:18:14 | |
Mr Cannon says the two farms adjoining mine are for sale. | 1:18:16 | 1:18:19 | |
I'd hate to see the developers get them. Know anything about them? | 1:18:19 | 1:18:24 | |
-Morning, Mr Cannon. -Miss Potter. | 1:18:27 | 1:18:29 | |
My, they've grown! | 1:18:32 | 1:18:34 | |
-Handsome lot, wouldn't you say? -Yes! | 1:18:34 | 1:18:37 | |
-Have you named them? -We don't often give 'em names, Miss Potter. | 1:18:37 | 1:18:41 | |
Makes it a bit hard, come slaughtering time. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:44 | |
Hello, Miss Potter! | 1:18:44 | 1:18:47 | |
Hello yourself, Mr Heelis. To what do I owe this pleasure? | 1:18:47 | 1:18:51 | |
I've come with a message. Mr Hubbard is ill | 1:18:51 | 1:18:54 | |
-and will be unable to show you the neighbouring farms today. -Oh, dear. | 1:18:54 | 1:18:58 | |
-Not serious, I hope. -Chronic illness. Recurs several times a month, | 1:18:58 | 1:19:02 | |
usually after a night at the Rose And Crown. | 1:19:02 | 1:19:05 | |
I see! | 1:19:05 | 1:19:07 | |
Mr Hubbard wondered if I might show you the properties instead. | 1:19:07 | 1:19:11 | |
I'd be pleased to have so knowledgeable a guide. | 1:19:11 | 1:19:15 | |
I'll just get my shawl. | 1:19:15 | 1:19:17 | |
Well, it's prime land. There's a lot of profit in building houses on it. | 1:19:17 | 1:19:21 | |
Ah, but more value as a working farm, surely. | 1:19:21 | 1:19:24 | |
-Spoken like a true Lakes woman, Miss Potter. -Indeed, Mr Heelis. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:28 | |
-You do realise I've never been to an auction. -Well, it's simple enough. | 1:19:28 | 1:19:31 | |
Don't bid too early and stick to your limit. | 1:19:31 | 1:19:34 | |
I know my limit, Mr Heelis! | 1:19:34 | 1:19:37 | |
Craven's Mill Farm. 40 acres of splendour. | 1:19:37 | 1:19:41 | |
£1,100 anywhere? 1,100 I'm bid. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:45 | |
1,150? Come along, gentleman. A splendid little farm, this. | 1:19:45 | 1:19:50 | |
Lots of development potential. £1,150. | 1:19:50 | 1:19:53 | |
1,200 anywhere? 1,200. | 1:19:53 | 1:19:56 | |
1,300 anywhere? Bidding, Madam? £1,300. | 1:19:56 | 1:20:00 | |
Seated at £1,300. | 1:20:00 | 1:20:04 | |
£1,400. £1,500. | 1:20:04 | 1:20:07 | |
1,600. 700. | 1:20:07 | 1:20:09 | |
800. 1,900. | 1:20:09 | 1:20:13 | |
At one thousand... £2,000 at the back. | 1:20:13 | 1:20:16 | |
£2,000. Any more. At £2,000. | 1:20:16 | 1:20:20 | |
2,300. | 1:20:20 | 1:20:23 | |
Thank you, sir. £2,300. | 1:20:23 | 1:20:26 | |
At £2,300. | 1:20:26 | 1:20:29 | |
Any more, then, at £2,300? | 1:20:29 | 1:20:32 | |
£2,500. | 1:20:32 | 1:20:35 | |
The lady at £2,500 against you, sir. 2,500. 2,800. | 1:20:35 | 1:20:40 | |
(Miss Potter, you've bid more than that farm is worth!) | 1:20:40 | 1:20:43 | |
£3,000. At £3,000 seated, with the lady, | 1:20:43 | 1:20:48 | |
against you, sir. Are we all done at £3,000? | 1:20:48 | 1:20:53 | |
Going once, going twice... | 1:20:53 | 1:20:56 | |
Sold to the lady. £3,000. | 1:20:56 | 1:20:59 | |
Sir, you should control your client. | 1:21:01 | 1:21:04 | |
-She has allowed her emotions to get the better of her. -Really! | 1:21:04 | 1:21:08 | |
She has squandered any possibility of profit from that farm. | 1:21:08 | 1:21:11 | |
-It was prime development land. -This community is an inspiration! | 1:21:11 | 1:21:15 | |
It should be conserved for future generations and not destroyed. | 1:21:15 | 1:21:19 | |
-It deserves protection. -Your observations are woefully... | 1:21:19 | 1:21:22 | |
Please, sir, I am no longer in the habit of being lectured to | 1:21:22 | 1:21:26 | |
and, thankfully, I do not require your approval, or anyone else's. | 1:21:26 | 1:21:30 | |
So, if you'll excuse us. Mr Heelis. | 1:21:30 | 1:21:34 | |
I hope you're not going to make a habit of this, Miss Potter. | 1:21:42 | 1:21:45 | |
Do you know, Mr Heelis, I think I might. | 1:21:45 | 1:21:48 | |
Now, will you have time tomorrow to show me those other farms? | 1:21:48 | 1:21:52 | |
-I certainly will. -Excellent. | 1:21:52 | 1:21:54 | |
Come in. | 1:22:06 | 1:22:07 | |
Oh, my! | 1:22:11 | 1:22:13 | |
-Goodness me! -I'll just be a moment. | 1:22:13 | 1:22:16 | |
Now, then, young man, how are you taking to your new home? | 1:22:40 | 1:22:44 | |
I know it's not London, but Hill Top might suit a young rabbit better. | 1:22:45 | 1:22:50 | |
-He seems to be taking to the place. -As am I, Mr Heelis. | 1:22:52 | 1:22:56 | |
-Now, the road. -Oh, yes. Yes, of course, Miss Potter. | 1:22:56 | 1:23:01 | |
How would you feel about calling me William | 1:23:05 | 1:23:08 | |
instead of this infernal Mr Heelis? I sound like an undertaker! | 1:23:08 | 1:23:12 | |
Of course, William. I believe Beatrix might be perfectly appropriate, too. | 1:23:12 | 1:23:17 | |
'There's something delicious about writing those first few words | 1:23:35 | 1:23:39 | |
'of a story. | 1:23:39 | 1:23:40 | |
'You can never quite tell where they'll take you. | 1:23:41 | 1:23:43 | |
'Mine took me here, | 1:23:45 | 1:23:47 | |
'where I belong.' | 1:23:47 | 1:23:49 | |
# When you taught me how to dance | 1:25:32 | 1:25:37 | |
# Years ago, with misty eyes | 1:25:37 | 1:25:43 | |
# Every step and silent glance | 1:25:44 | 1:25:49 | |
# Every move, a sweet surprise | 1:25:50 | 1:25:55 | |
# Someone must have taught you well | 1:25:55 | 1:26:01 | |
# To beguile and to entrance | 1:26:01 | 1:26:07 | |
# For that night you cast your spell | 1:26:07 | 1:26:13 | |
# And you taught me how to dance | 1:26:13 | 1:26:19 | |
# Like reflections in a lake | 1:26:19 | 1:26:25 | |
# I recall what went before | 1:26:25 | 1:26:31 | |
# As I give, I'll learn to take | 1:26:31 | 1:26:36 | |
# And will be alone no more | 1:26:36 | 1:26:42 | |
# Other lights may light my way | 1:26:42 | 1:26:48 | |
# I may even find romance | 1:26:48 | 1:26:54 | |
# But I won't forget that night | 1:26:54 | 1:27:00 | |
# When you taught me how to dance | 1:27:00 | 1:27:06 | |
# Cold winds blow | 1:27:06 | 1:27:11 | |
# But up on those hills | 1:27:11 | 1:27:14 | |
# You'll find me | 1:27:14 | 1:27:19 | |
# And I know | 1:27:19 | 1:27:23 | |
# You're walking | 1:27:23 | 1:27:25 | |
# Right behind me | 1:27:25 | 1:27:30 | |
# When you taught me how to dance | 1:27:30 | 1:27:35 | |
# Years ago, with misty eyes | 1:27:35 | 1:27:41 | |
# Every step and silent glance | 1:27:41 | 1:27:47 | |
# Every move, a sweet surprise | 1:27:47 | 1:27:53 | |
# Someone must have taught you well | 1:27:53 | 1:27:59 | |
# To beguile and to entrance | 1:27:59 | 1:28:05 | |
# For that night you cast your spell | 1:28:05 | 1:28:11 | |
# And you taught me how to dance | 1:28:11 | 1:28:17 | |
# And you taught me | 1:28:17 | 1:28:20 | |
# How to dance. # | 1:28:20 | 1:28:24 |