Original subtitles

cum laude

I'm here.

Life isn't all done yet.

Dad?

Mum says to tell you something's ready.

Thanks, Bloody.

Dad, Dad, Dad!

It's a bad thing.

I'll try for a little bit.

Maggie, get those loaves in the oven.

But what about the pies, Mum? You said that we...

Never mind what I said. Listen to what I'm saying.

And, Annie...

Hey! Don't have a gourd, me, Mary Ellen.

If I go any faster, I'll pass myself coming back.

Anyone in the UK was marrying the Duke of Northumberland tomorrow.

Not Harry Baker.

The baker stand for a lot around here.

So don't tell me you wouldn't have grabbed Harry with both hands if he'd set his cup at you.

Me and Harry Baker, I'd rather die a spinster.

Oh!

This time, tomorrow, I'll be Mrs. K Baker.

I...

You will.

Harry.

Do you love me?

Do you really love me?

Do you mean more than anything in the world?

Yes.

More than me on life?

Yes.

What do you think?

Hey, Harry!

This is the man of the wall, Mum.

It's not been invited for Subident.

Not tonight, Mr. Royston.

Kate said it's bad luck.

Anyway, I've got other plans.

And we know what they are and all.

Yeah, well, just don't be sick on the altar.

Kate will kill you.

Oh, hey then, John, tell your mum will be a minute, sir.

All right. Oh, good luck. We'll see you tomorrow then.

Bye.

I was, er, right over the old place later, but, er...

Since you're here, I don't have it, no.

No.

There's 200 pound in there, so we're the present for Mrs. Lee.

Oh, my God.

Have you and Kate a good start?

More than a start, I'd say.

Oh, you've been thinking too much, I can't remember.

I didn't say that.

It's just...

I've never seen so much money in my life.

All right.

Thanks, Mr. Royston.

Thanks very much.

All right.

Welcome.

You fell in the back last week, but you still have to have a bath tonight.

A bath? No way.

She fell in the cow by her legs.

No.

And what's wrong with that?

Mum?

Don't ask me, ask Kate. It's her wedding.

Kate?

If you don't want a bath, Gabriel, that's fine by me.

Just so long as you don't mind walking to the church and standing outside.

All right, all right.

So some quiet.

Are you ready, glasses?

To all Kate?

To Kate?

To Kate?

To Kate?

Her ups and friends?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom?

Kate?

You cheer maybe, Emily, Tamora?

But you're still being all hot.

Oh, Dad?

Oh, Dad, don't, Kate. You know it's unlucky.

No.

It's unlucky if you don't.

Well, what bride didn't cry the night before a wedding?

That would be like an Irish wig without whiskey in the teapot.

Well, don't look like a tea pot, but I think there's some whiskey in the study.

That's all of them.

Excuse us.

A splash of your dad's mold in it to help you sleep.

A splash of your dad's mold in it to help you sleep.

You know, you're a very special Kate.

Harry Baker's a lucky man.

No, Mum.

I'm the lucky one.

Harry could have had any woman he wanted, and I'm not everybody's cup of tea.

Isn't that what our Maggie said?

Maggie's mouth works faster than a brain.

That's true.

I'm going to miss you, Kate.

Especially after losing Tom to the typhus last year.

His house will feel awful empty.

I'll miss you too.

All of you.

Even Maggie.

Mum.

I was thinking.

About my father.

I mean, Roddy Greenburn.

And not Dad.

What about him?

A fine-looking fella.

It's what you told me.

And so he was.

Had a good body and a strong, handsome face.

Just like yours.

That's one way I put in it.

Did you feel for him the way you do for Dad?

No.

But I feel for your Dad it's different.

There's something special between you two, isn't it?

As you said, that's one way of putting it.

You know what I mean.

It's there in the way. Look at each other.

And you don't feel like that about Harry.

I don't know.

You're right.

What do you think?

I don't know what we'll do.

I'm asking you.

She's having the same doubts every woman has the night before a wedding.

Well, you didn't.

Did you?

Didn't sleep a week.

It was frightened today.

Me too.

No.

But Harry's got a twist and his guts a nice.

I mean, the money didn't set his nose.

How did you find out about that?

Wow.

It was burning a hole in your pocket all day.

Everybody knew.

Oh.

So?

How much did you give him?

200.

200 pounds.

My God.

I just wanted to make it all right for Kate, you know.

You're great, soft devil.

You know, sometimes I think you care more for that girl than all your own put together.

Exactly.

Very nice, Terry.

Very nice indeed.

Oh, thanks Mr. Royston.

Thanks very much.

Thanks, Terry.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, okay.

You look bony.

Don't.

What do you do?

Neither of us has got to figure like yours.

Here's me like a yard of pipe water.

Ah, look at me, Boston and be the cows.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm all worked up.

Oh, you're supposed to be.

If it ever happens to me,

then I have to carry me into church and a door.

And the groom out on it when he realises

what he's let himself in for.

You look lovely, Mum.

You too?

Bonnet.

I said...

Bonnet?

I heard.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

Ready.

Ready as I'll ever be.

Thanks, Mum.

For everything.

Ah, we'll ask.

They're all waiting.

That's a new bonnet or I'm Prince Arvad's butler.

We're so much!

Ah, not just last time I see him or something like that.

Not that lens, don't you always wear in it.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, this is a lot of fun.

Oh, kid.

Is anybody going to help us out?

Do I have to wait all day?

Come on, let's not take all day.

It's all right.

There's no hurry.

Right, Mum.

Right, yet.

Oh, that's all my fault here.

I told him you'd kill him if he turned up drunk.

Oh, too, that way.

I'll do it.

I'll do it on his shoulders.

Come on, let me see.

I'm just going to show him he face.

Good luck.

How?

Why are you ever since you're coming?

It's everything all right.

Mm, you can be better.

Robert, Emily.

No.

Sir, where the devil is he?

Billy's bringing him on on a card.

I mean, all it's like, I mean,

it was a bit slow getting started this morning.

Don't worry.

Oh, shit.

She was John's right.

He must have had one too many to drink last night.

Must have.

The first time I saw you, Dad, like that,

he slept for 24 hours.

Oh.

Oh.

John, I'm looking dark.

He's not coming, is he?

That's it, Mum.

I want to go.

You shouldn't have done it, Dad.

You shouldn't have given me money.

Money?

What money?

It was a wedding present.

It was 200 pounds.

Coward?

You gave my hurry to 100 pounds.

You must have paid out of your mind.

What are you thinking about?

Dad, take me home, please.

You're now.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's for you.

He's taking your money and going to Australia.

Oh, OK.

Let her be.

If he ever shows his face around there again, I'll kill him.

Oh, OK.

Oh, OK.

Oh, OK.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Right.

Right.

Come on, you two.

What a shame.

Well, we're off shopping.

Yeah, it's all right for some, isn't it?

Oh, well, it's what they do best, lad.

See you at 12, you know.

I'm going to the reading room, ma'am.

Not on your own, you're not.

I'll come with you.

There's no need.

You'll get on with his shopping.

You know what that's like if he has to wait for his dinner.

She's right, ma'am.

She's got to do it for herself.

Good morning, Miss Snelles.

Miss Royston?

Oh.

That foreign is.

Well, you can't.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

That foreign is.

What, Kate?

Mrs. Watford and Eva, how are you?

I'm fine.

And yourself.

Very well, thank you.

And are you bearing up, lass?

Bearing up.

I haven't been ill, Mrs. Watford.

But thanks for asking.

My water, please.

I'm so sorry, Miss Royston.

That was clumsy of me.

Are you all right?

No more than a few bones broken, Mr. Benvie.

Oh, dear.

I do believe I'll be liable for compensation.

And I'll stand as your witness, ma'am.

You can be a good friend.

I'll be a good friend.

I'll be a good friend.

I'll be a good friend.

I'll be a good friend.

As your witness, ma'am, you can claim a mighty fat song.

Well, this Mr. Benvie, John, I assassinated one of me firmly.

No, sir.

Just attempting to knock her down.

Well, by the way, go and miss all the palms, will you?

How come you're on terms with Lord Redman, isn't I, please?

Oh, ma'am, this life beyond more veil, you know.

And anyway, it's just a farmer like Oz.

Just like Oz.

It's like one of the biggest farms in the district,

and a private city.

And I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Oh, the local district, and a private income.

And you know, the other one, Florie.

No.

But wouldn't you like to?

Just go off the boat from the Americas with a sound of him.

You take that look out your eye, I'll open my gee.

I'm not having no foreigner in the family.

Dad?

Now let's see about all of them.

You're not going to wait for the laughs.

No, hello?

Sorry.

Welcome to the know.

Didn't I see you two hanging off a Sizzy Lumley store?

You did.

And I don't think they were thinking of their stomachs.

Hey.

Hey, they grew up so fast.

One minute you're wiping their noses.

The next they're getting themselves all worked up over, men.

I'm not up to another round of cotton, honey.

Oh, Flurry's fine.

And you, Mr. Bentley's a steady enough sort.

But it's not Flurry you're fretting over.

It's Kate, isn't it?

After spitting in a few eyes in Hexam,

Sarley said foot out of the house in a fortnight.

Just worrying you might turn into some kind of recluse.

I've not had much fresh air lately, so I'm going for a ride.

What in God's name?

Not in those, you're not.

Where on earth did you get them?

Hexam, while you were spending money on another bonnet for Maggie.

Well, you can take them straight back.

I will not.

You know how I've always hated riding side saddle.

But you can't.

You'll get your name up.

No more than it is already.

What was that you were saying?

Something about her becoming a recluse.

Nels?

Good morning, Kate.

Saddle-rended for me, Terry.

Very honest.

Splendid.

Pitt Pardon?

I said it's a splendid morning, Kate.

Oh.

Yes.

Suppose it is.

Would you be riding over Linden Bridge by any chance?

Why would I want to do that?

Because it offers the finest views in the county.

Mr. Bentley.

I know what the view is like from Linden Bridge.

I've written over it since I was a little girl.

Yes.

I'm sure you have.

But rarely on such a beautiful morning as this.

Charles?

I'll spit off.

Good day, Miss Royce.

Good day, Mr..

Benjamin Fraser Hamilton.

Look, please, call me Ben.

And what are you doing around here, Mr. Hamilton?

I live here.

I'm renting the Shepherd's Cottage from Charles Bentley.

Are you now?

Well, that explains everything.

All right, I admit it.

After I brief meeting in Hexham, I did mention to Charles that I'd like to see you again.

But I didn't expect you to drop into my lap concert soon.

Anyways, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Maybe I should just ask myself.

Your book?

It's fine.

Mind you, the castle of a tran, or could only be improved by being stepped on.

You've read Horace Wolkhorn, Miss Royce.

Yes, I have Mr. Hamilton.

I've also read most of the works of Miss Austin and Sir Walter Scott.

In fact, I've probably read more books than all the men in Hexham put together.

Did you have a good ride?

Yes, thanks.

Cheryl?

What?

The notebook went to end out, did you?

No.

What?

The notebook went to end out.

No.

What?

It wasn't a book.

No.

No.

No.

What?

No.

No.

Maggie! I'll tear it the saddle, Ranger, will ya?

From Busy Mom, Kate can do it.

No! You do it! And be sharp about it.

Mom, there's butter to be turned, hands to be cured, not to mention a mountain of housework, so how come our cake gets to go gallivant again, while everybody else is working their fingers to the bone?

Sometimes I wonder what happened to the sense you were born with?

That didn't answer my question.

Alright. In two words.

Hurry, bigger.

After what happened, I think we need to make a few allowances.

You mean spoiler even more than usual.

You know what? I think I'll get myself left at the altar. I could do with a good holiday.

I'm going to go to the house.

Good day, Miss Royston.

Thank you.

My name is Catherine, but you may call me Kate.

I'm afraid I don't have any tea.

It's alright. I like coffee.

I'm sorry.

Milk?

Sorry.

Water?

Water I can do.

I hope I'm not interrupting you work.

You couldn't. Because I don't.

Work. I don't work.

I thought perhaps you were an orphy yourself.

No, I wish I was.

But if Sir Walter were alive, I'm afraid he'd have nothing to fear for me.

So, if it's not work, you must have another reason.

For what?

Visit in England, of course.

After my mother and father died, I was raised by my grandparents and my dad's side.

Grandpa Hamilton made a fortune building coach and eventually took me into business.

Then when he passed on, I inherited everything.

He lived like...

A popper?

I was going to say it was close.

So you think I'm doing penance for some awful sin I've committed?

I didn't say that.

Maybe I am.

There were things back home I needed to get away from for a while.

Not a woman. Not the way you might think, anyway.

Yeah, my maternal grandmother came from these parts.

So it just seemed like a good idea to come and dig in the family history.

What was the name?

Fountain.

Don't move.

So what about the Royce Dins?

Local through and through, I guess.

That's right.

But not without your shared tragedy.

Just the story I heard when I was digging to my own family's past.

Something about a couple murders a while back and how the culprit hanged himself?

He was only one of the culprits.

Sounds like a bad business.

It was.

Such things are best forgotten, Kate.

I'm sure you're right.

You'd have a hard job convincing my father or that.

Sorry I'm late.

On the table in five minutes.

More books.

She'll be wearing her eyeballs out.

Well, it started with a bag of tea and a flask of milk.

Then it was a meat turnover and an apple pie.

What's the answer? What are you going on about?

Kate's right.

My God.

Then it's all stupid.

Oh, I will.

Riding the hills gives you an appetite, riding off.

Just be grateful she's not mumbling around the house, staying in and out.

And what about the books?

Books, what books?

Mary Ellen, what the hell are you going on about?

Oh.

Oh.

Kate, can you get me a hand with this, please?

Sorry Maggie, I can't. I've got a half day off.

Another one.

Didn't you have yesterday afternoon off as well?

It's all right Maggie, I'll help you.

It's one rule for you and one for the rest of us, isn't it?

That's not fair.

Isn't it?

No, it isn't.

After what happened with Harry, I didn't take the day off for weeks.

That's right, she didn't.

So the way I see it, a few extra half days now is just taking what I'm owed.

Flurry, tell mum I'll be back before dark.

It's always the same round here.

Kate, Kate, Kate.

Ben!

Dear's Kate, so sorry but call the way to Newcastle on business.

Meet me outside Ramshah's reading room at 11 o'clock tomorrow.

I'll make it up to you.

Meanwhile, see if we think of Lawrence Stern.

Miss you, Ben.

And I miss you too.

I've racked me brains.

I'm a isn't an eligible man for Miles, who reads more than a newspaper, or a cattle pamphlet.

Is it him you're ashamed of?

Or us?

Neither.

Then why the mystery, Kate?

Because after what happened with Harry, I don't want you and Dad getting any daft ideas in your heads.

Not yet anyway.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

No.

How's it going to take you work coming?

It was served you right if I hadn't.

You know it said you'd make it up to me.

I thought we'd go for a walk first, then lunch at the hotel.

Is that the best you can do?

For now.

But I'm working on it.

Originally it was my intention to go home in the fall, but...

I'm not so sure.

You've never met anyone like you, Kate.

Right from the first meeting of no one.

Our friendship was special.

I'm not sure friendship is the best word to describe how I feel right now.

I know.

We know everything that we can find with.

We know that we're trying to find what the constellate really is.

Well, she displaying now the speed forward is social change.

For now.

So all those moments been head to the bend?

Ah well, she's going to take over once they pour all the beggars' hat is dey.

If you're going to thunder and master the accounts,

you'll find a clever woman under your fire.

I'll try it.

Oh.

Good God.

What is it, Dad?

What's wrong with you?

Kate, you wanted an a study.

Why?

John.

What's happened?

You just wanted that all.

I was in town and I saw your father.

He was putting his paintings up when I found him.

And he's been back to England twice. He said, well, that's his story anyway.

His wife's still in Paris.

He wants to see you.

I don't know, Dad.

What do you think?

It's not for me to see it, us.

But whenever you decide, you'll be fine by me.

You still think I've got feelings for him?

Don't you?

After all the years,

I'm bearing you five children of your own.

I'm stupid enough.

How many times I must set it?

Hundreds.

Thousands.

Roddy was a young girl's fancy house.

Just one of the pains of growing up.

What?

What are we going to do if we can't not scroll here with him?

You're coming!

You're coming!

I'm coming!

I'm coming!

I'm coming!

I'm coming!

I'm coming!

He's here.

And he looks awful grand.

You're coming!

You sit down, Roddy.

Oh, no thanks. I'm fine.

I'm glad you've done so well.

It must be a wonderful feeling to have achieved all that.

I mean, having you work on shore all over the place.

But, Christ's sake.

You should know there's not much of me in her.

And she has your height.

But that's all.

Kate!

Florie, away to the kitchen and give Ania hand with the tea.

This is Kate.

Hello, Kate.

Well, don't stand there with your tongue in a knot.

This is your father.

I know that, Dad.

How do you do, Mr. Greenbank?

How?

What?

Let's go and see if the girls have got everything ready.

Your mother was wrong.

You have her eyes.

That's what my dad says.

You want to know why I've taken so long to come and see you?

I'm not sure that I do.

Well, for what it's worth, I was afraid.

Afraid?

To see me?

No.

See your mother.

When we're young, Kate, we're governed by our passions.

And in the heat of the moment, we sometimes do things we regret for the rest of our lives.

So why now?

Why cause all this upset for everybody?

I'm getting old.

I can't turn the clock back with Mary Ellen, but I like to try and put things straight with you before it's too late.

And just how do you think you might do that?

I've got more money than I can spend, and I live in Paris.

It's a different world to this.

No smelt mules or coal mines.

And to take you to the galleries and theatres, to dress you in fine clothes and show you off.

It would make me a truly happy man.

And what about your wife?

Do you think having the illegitimate daughter this day would make her a truly happy woman?

My wife has lost the knack of happiness, Kate.

So what do you say?

Will you take root here?

Or will you come with me and see something of the world?

There's tea and the rest of the family in the dining room.

I'm sorry Mary Ellen, but I have to get back to Newcastle.

Kate?

Mr. Greenbank.

How?

I'll show you out.

You told me you made a mess of things with Mum.

And he asked me to go to Paris with him.

I thought you would.

Couldn't see the point mind.

After all, couldn't be better than hex, and couldn't.

You and how?

You should be very proud of her.

We are.

Goodbye Mary Ellen.

Goodbye, Roddy.

I'll show you how to make a mess of things with you.

Get out of here, Lillie.

When you're doing that, you can give us a hand with a skimming.

Know how to make cheese, Mum.

I'm sorry.

I didn't eat it.

It's all right, Lass.

We'll get a bit scratchy.

And we've got things on our mind.

The night before Harry jilted me, I asked you about your feelings for Dad.

Because I didn't understand.

But you do now.

I've found it.

Yes.

I do.

He must be very special.

This secret friend of yours.

Oh, yes, Mum.

Yes.

The Royston sisters at work.

Pure poetry.

You turn it up uninvited.

You are cheap.

So you don't want to go to my uncle's ball next month?

Florie Paul?

I thought the Roystons might want to go.

Will your American friend be there, Key?

He's been invited, but whether he goes or not, perhaps you should ask your big sister that.

This is for Kate.

Kate, why never should she know?

Charles?

Well, I'm not really sure.

Why keep it a secret, Key? I'm not going to eat him.

Dad, I told Mum why, and I'm sure she told you.

Is it serious? Because if it is?

How?

That could probably do with a good feed.

Why not ask him for a mute?

Oh, I don't know, Mum. It is not one for company.

Oh, I'd say I'm not good enough for him, eh?

Of course it is!

Well, that's that, then, isn't it? Get him down for Sunday, T.

I'll give you a man of mystery the one so that.

All right. I'll ask him.

And I'm not making any promises.

I don't know, but I'm not going to know if I'm going to pick an American.

I'm not going to ask him.

And I'm not making any promises.

I don't know, but I'm not in your thumb,

then she has to go and pick an American.

Go to Sears or...

Oh, Ben!

I'm so sorry.

What?

Two weeks and out of where I was going crazy, I couldn't figure out what I'd done wrong.

You haven't done anything wrong.

It was me.

I got scared.

You're scared of me.

No, I have my feelings for you.

Ben, there's so many things you don't know about me.

We all have a secret, Kate. This is just the way it is.

When I'm talking about hardly a secret.

If you mean Harry Baker, I know all about him.

You do.

Charles told me.

I love you.

Well, it doesn't really matter, though, does it?

Not if you're going back to America.

Kate, I bought a house.

Where?

You can't buy it.

You can't.

I already have.

The day I was in Newcastle when he called up the cottage.

You don't know what you've done.

This house.

The people that lived here, my father.

I know all about what happened between the Royston's and the Bannamans, Kate.

In a way, this walk came to England in the first place.

And why I had to buy a rickland.

My grandmother told me the story.

About the middle pay roll and how Dan Bannaman killed Gabriel Royston and Ann Peter Greenbank.

Did she tell you how Bannamans don't elect my dad to die in the barn?

Yes, she did.

Well, was she a local historian?

No.

She was Dan Bannamans wife.

And her daughter, Martha, was my mother.

Please.

What's the Bannamans, your mother?

Why?

Because you only know half the story and it's only right you shouldn't know it all.

Alright, I'm listening.

After they left your dad in the barn, my mother and uncle sailed for America with my grandmother.

My mother and father met on board ship and they were married soon after it docked.

I was born the following year and I think she must have hated me from the beginning.

My father's business took him all over the country.

He'd be away for weeks, even months at a time.

And there were always men around the house.

Lots of them.

And I was always in the wrong place at the wrong time.

My father died when I was 12.

Soon after, my mother fell downstairs and broke her neck.

When I look back at it, the day she died was the happiest of my life.

Until that day in Hexen when I met you.

I want to bury the past Kate and I want to raise a family here with you.

I want to bury the past Kate and I want to raise a family here with you.

We can't.

We can't.

We're in the cave.

We're in the heat and we'll do it.

Ben, I love you so much.

I know, I've got to go.

The way my father still feels.

If you ever found out that you were Martha Bannerman's son, it never rest until you were dead.

Wait.

I can't.

Don't go. Kate! Don't go! Kate!

Don't go.