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Is that the last of it, Bill?

Yes, sir.

Is Mrs Forsyte ready?

Nearly, sir.

I'll send my best to Miss Hester, sir.

Eighty today.

Put him in the car, will you?

Don't be late.

What is Mrs Forsyte doing?

I wanted to wear my party dress.

Afternoon tea.

The dress was far too formal.

I wanted to.

Sometimes we cannot do everything we
want.

Daddy?

Fleur? Daddy!

Daddy! Dad?

Daddy! What's the matter?

I'm wearing silly blue, and I know we'll
crumble, and Aunt Hester loves me ever

so in white. Calm yourself, my love.

I thought my satin? The blue mucklin is
much more suitable.

I'll change right away. Help me, Bilson.

I love you, Daddy.

To be heard as a part of the universal
voice of mankind.

We do not deserve to be imprisoned
without representation.

Force -fed like animals.

Pubes thrust down our innocent throats.

Thank you.

What do you think, John?

All those ladies.

Shouting.

Can you bear one more, lady?

I'm going to finish up here and then
we'll visit my aunt.

She's not a shouter.

John, isn't it fantastic?

For she's a jolly good fellow.

For she's a jolly good fellow.

For she's a jolly good fellow.

Oh, my dear. Come and blow the candle,
sir.

You do it, sir.

Oh, well done.

I can think of more profitable ways of
spending my

afternoon. Of course, the old girl has
money to leave.

Back to it.

Do you think Winifred's in with the
chance? No.

We'll go to that poppet show.

June!

Darty!

George. Been roped into the family, do?

Do.

Esther's birthday.

Must be away with the fairies if she's
invited you.

I mean, it's not you, you know, family
feud and all that.

She hasn't invited me. I was in London
and I thought I'd drop in.

Oh.

It'll be very nice to see everyone.

And what a perfect opportunity for them
all to meet John.

John?

Irene and father's boy, you know.

Aunt Hester, apologies for the
tiredness. Oh, George!

How kind.

Montague.

Thank you, my dear, thank you.

Any entertainment planned for this
afternoon?

What do you mean?

Fireworks, perhaps?

I will tell them you're here, Miss
Forsyte. No need.

Aunt Hester.

It's your birthday. I should have
remembered.

June, my dear, how lovely to see you. We
didn't think... I was at a meeting in

Acton.

Acton?

It's quite close. The bus took hardly
any time.

The bus?

This terrible injustice of force
-feeding our women in prison. We have to

protest against it.

Hello, Soames.

June.

What are the authorities expected to do?
Simply stand by and let these

hysterical women starve?

It's a point of principle.

I rather admire it. I'm sad if you start
marching on. What will you do?

Lock me up?

I'm Soames's wife.

Alex. Delighted to meet you.

And this is my half -brother, John.

Irene is gone.

He has her looks.

Her eyes.

Let's go into the garden. Come on.

This way.

A jolly nice garden.

Got you.

I didn't do that.

What should I do then?

Tickle them.

Come on then.

My dress.

What about it?

Catch him. No.

Here he is.

No.

I'm looking after John.

Are you all right?

Fine. Some cake?

No, thank you. More tea?

Holmes, where's Fleur?

Inside. But... Now.

Get that boy out of here. They were just
playing.

I don't want him anywhere near my
daughter. For goodness sake.

He's the result of a filthy liaison.

Illegitimate in all but name.

He's a dirty, savage little... That's
enough.

So he's a child. Yes.

And he's a great deal better behaved
than you.

Come on, John.

What did I do wrong? Nothing.

That man!

We shall talk of it.

And we shan't talk of it to Mother or
Dad either when they come home tomorrow.

It'll be our secret.

Home. It's always such a joy to come
back.

Must be tired.

No, no. Just longing to see them.

There they are. I told you I heard a
car.

John!

Mum! Dad!

John! Look at your face!

Yes, look at you.

You've been my watercolour.

How are you?

How are you?

Very well, thank you. We've had lots of
fun.

Yes, it looks like it.

Cowboys.

It's all like this in London.

London?

We went to a rally. I helped decorate
the banner.

Then on to the aunt.

Oh.

Which... Whose aunt?

We dropped in on Hester.

It was fun, until the man got so angry.

What did he do?

He shouted at me.

Oh, come on, Audrey.

Let's see how she runs in the gallery.

Like a bird, I bet.

I didn't think Soames would be there.
What did he do to John?

Nothing. He upset him. I took him away.
He shouldn't have been there in the

first place.

Is everything all right here?

I'm going back to London. No, no, you
were staying for supper. You don't want

me. June, we love you.

You say that. There's so much we
couldn't do without you.

Now, let's just forget this ever
happened.

And perhaps John will too.

Clare?

You there?

Daddy, just sit down. I'll be out in a
minute. I think you'll love it.

What do you think?

The neckline's rather low.

It is the fashion, sir.

The fashion?

Is it the fashion to have beggars in the
streets?

Women riding the stride down the row?

There's nothing wrong with riding a
stride.

In my book, there's a great deal wrong
with it.

Gentlemen used to ride in Hyde Park.

Cavalry seats.

White top hat.

The wars changed everything.

It's all right, Daddy.

And that's for girls like her. Short
skirts and common airs.

Don't you like the dress?

Because if you don't, I shan't wear it.

I worry about you.

There's no need.

Parties all night, up till dawn.

I'm quite capable of looking after
myself.

I'm not going to do anything silly.

These parties are just playing.

Doing what's required.

Yours won't be.

Mine has a fighting chance because
you're organising it.

Are you lunching with anyone?

No.

Let's go to Fortnum's and eat cake.

Who are they?

Can't you see, Dad?

Cupid and Psyche, of course.

Of course. Thank you, John.

Vospovich is an innovator.

He escaped from Russia in 1916.

Bring them in, John.

One, two, three.

Careful. She's not paying me, you know.

Bit to your left.

I know it's a new thing, but... Great
lovers of mythology.

This is very representative.

People are bored with sentiment.

Love has been bombed to smithereens.

What does it mean anymore?

Everything.

It still means everything.

Good day.

Good day. Good day. Good day. Good day.
Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

Just down from school.

Doesn't know what he wants to do.

Like all of us were at that age.

So,

palpitations, you say?

If I exert myself.

Where?

And all they're happening now?

It feels like the blessed thing is
trying to jump out of my chest.

Let's check you over, shall we?

You were right to come and see me.

Your pulse is fluttering, but I'm most
concerned about your blood pressure.

It's high?

Very.

I can give you some pills, but... But
what?

I'm afraid you're in a bad way, old
chap.

You must look after yourself.

Change your routine.

No physical exertion whatsoever.

And I want to see you regularly, of
course.

Proper diet's essential.

Irene, you should read up on it.

Bravo! Thank you, thank you. Oh, Dan!

Hello, Holly.

Now, don't tell me now you're going to
be a jazz pianist. There are worse

things. Working in June's gallery, for
one. What was it like?

It's the future. I've got to help her.

Well, I hope you were nice, Dad. The
gallery means an awful lot to June.

I was honest.

Ah.

Well, we have been concocting a plan.

Yes. I am going to be a farmer.

Aha!

Go on.

Arable farm near our new place. A chap
called Maple.

Needs extra hands for the harvest.

Keep you out of trouble, I suppose?

Get me away from you, Lord, I suppose.

The sooner the better.

Well, don't stop dancing.

I hope you will all bid generously on
behalf of this worthy charity.

And without further ado, let us now
proceed to lot one.

A pair of lovely derby shoes donated by
Lee Heath in memory

of Captain John Heath, Oscar Flanders,
Philip William Heath, lost at the top.

Lot 429, a copy of Dagar's Girl at the
Milliners.

All give me £20 for Mrs Lewisham's
generous offering.

£20 anywhere.

£20, gentlemen in the Homburg.

£25. £25, gentlemen at the top table.

£30.

£30 bid. £35.

£35. £40.

£40 to the Homburg.

£50.

£50, new bidder. We have £50, ladies and
gentlemen.

And may I remind you that every shilling
made tonight... Is going to the war

widow.

Fifty -five.

Fifty -five.

Seventy.

Seventy pounds.

Eighty. Eighty pounds.

One hundred.

A hundred. We have one hundred pounds.

Was that your final offer, sir?

Then I'm selling it.

Sold. One hundred pounds.

She looks like a mink.

She looks like my daughter.

By Jove, what a face.

Degas, remarkable, even though it's a
coffee.

Michael Mont.

Soames Forsyte.

Why did you want her?

The life in her.

I have an original Degas.

If you'd like to see that.

And a few others you might recognise.

Well, that's awfully kind of you, sir.
I'll drop in like a bird. Anything

modern?

Expressionism's not my thing.

But you're a collector.

We now have a figure for the total
amount raised this evening.

Um, Mr Mott, if you could come forward,
please.

There's a new gallery just opened on
Cork Street. Meant to be very rum. You

should sniff it out.

A warm hand, please.

for the man who's organized this whole
event.

Captain Michael Montt was my son's
officer.

He was there when David... died.

My family would like to thank him for
his friendship to my son.

and his compassion to us.

Messenger to the gods.

Volatile, light -hearted, and rather
mischievous.

Well done, Soames.

Shall we go through?

The boring Surrey lot.

Where does another fine...

the nursery.

Your

friends

enjoyed themselves?

I want to put Fleur over my knee.

It was a joke.

She's capricious.

A little restive, perhaps.

She and I will go to London.

Take in some galleries.

You're ruining her.

And you can't even see it.

She needs someone to say no to her.

You could influence her if you wanted
to.

If you had the strength.

New dress.

Expensive, I suppose.

Shockingly.

It's too low here.

That's the one.

Number three. The Mayfly film.

Can't I ride out while I'm staying with
you?

You'll be too busy working. Oh, come on.

Maybe the weekend.

Val!

Oh, Lord, what's he doing here?

Hello, Dad.

Hello, old boy.

You know your old cousin, George?

Of course, George.

Val. And this is a friend of mine,
Prosper Perfond. He's over from Belgium.

My son, Val Darty. Back from foreign
clients.

Ah. How do you do?

How do you do? And this is John. John
Forsythe. Nice to see you. Hello. Good

Lord. Goodness me.

Young June.

Hello.

Well, I hear you are a stud farmer, Mr.
Darty. You found yourself some land over

here. Are you buying, Mr. Refund?

Oh, I'm always buying. And you?

If I can afford it.

Number three, a small thing, but fine.

That's what I thought.

I might pay it. None of these worth
wasting lunch over.

Oh, I've yet to find something that is.

It works better if you look at it from
this angle.

I haven't seen you in years.

Not since before the war.

I read about Sinjin's son.

Terrible.

Fortunately, most of the foresight was
spared. Too old or too young.

A blessing.

It's Cupid and Psyche.

You can see their faces.

Kissing. What stuff?

A lamppost in collision with an omnibus.

A vision of the future.

You've invested in this?

It's my gallery. I thought you knew.

I must be making a dead lot.

I heard you collect art.

Indeed. You obviously don't understand
it.

For you, it's about possession.

Buying and selling.

There always has been.

Soames Foresight.

The greatest grocer of them all.

There are some things you can't buy,
Soames.

Remember.

You still haven't learned.

Excuse me.

This is by Paul Post, Mum.

It's good, isn't it?

It's interesting.

This is him too.

Daddy. What an extraordinary gallery.

We're leaving.

I just arrived.

It's all so jolly.

Claire.

I feel unwell.

Tomato crops.

Or is it a sunset?

Airplanes. Coming into land, apparently.

Let's go and find June.

John. We have to go.

Now.

Do we know him from somewhere?

I need some air.

Wait. It's the short.

FF. Fleur Forsyte. It's mine, all right?

Forsyte?

Well, that's my name, too.

Perhaps we're cousins.

Yeah.

That day in the garden.

Cousins. Distant, perhaps.

My name's Julian, sir.

John, for short.

Oh, yes.

Distant.

Very good.

Not well.

Are they family?

Your grandfather and his brother had a
quarrel. We don't know that side of a

family.

You.

How romantic.

If you want to please me, you'll put
these people out of your head.

Poor daddy, you're upset.

We'll talk about this later.

We will not.

I'm not your daughter for nothing, my
dear.

If I want something, I generally get it.

So if you won't tell me, I shall find it
out another way.

Hollywood. It really is quite important
that I speak to her. But she's

entertaining. I'm sure she won't mind.
Miss Fleur.

Miss Fleur.

My goodness, it's from Paris.

Prosper, my niece, Fleur. Ah,
mademoiselle enchantée. Your aunt says

been to Paris, so I bring Paris to her.
I'm far too old for this.

In France, no one is too old.

We're just about to have lunch. Please
stay.

It was a quick call, actually.

I met someone this morning.

John Forsyte?

Do you know him?

A distant cousin.

How distant?

Oh, we don't keep in touch.

His mother was beautiful.

Oh. I never really knew her.

That is well enough. Oh, thank you,
Dora. Now, where is Monty?

Are you sure you won't eat? No, thank
you.

John Forsyte. Young.

My age.

I met him with your Val.

Splendid boy.

Then you must know them.

Let's go in.

We had an encounter today.

With whom?

Ferns.

Oh, my darling.

Must have been awful for you.

All of these you have later, and you can
still make my skin cruel.

Oh, Daddy.

It's beautiful.

I love it.

There. Now you're ready.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Is Carl and Val coming tonight?

I believe so.

With Winifred and Darty.

Why? We haven't seen him in ever so
long.

He's been abroad.

Wasn't it more than that?

He married someone, the daughter of a
cousin Daddy doesn't like.

It's complicated.

Falsetto history.

One more thing.

Hurry up, Fleur. You'll be late.

Terrific of you to invite me, sir.
You're early. My daughter's not yet

Ah, I see.

There's the picture.

She's in good company, Goga.

A marvellous house.

the war, Mr. Mont?

Yeah, I was.

How riveting.

Did you have a terrible time?

Yeah, I did.

This party is a bore, isn't it?

Not from where I'm standing.

Are you going to dance? May I back a
spot on your list?

There's my cousin Val with his wife
Holly. Excuse me.

First dance, my dear.

Oh, daddy, of course.

Well, then.

Thank you so much for persuading so much
of me like that. And, Holly, I so want

everyone to get on.

The least I could do.

Oh, this is Prosper Profond.

Prosper's got immaculate manners.

I'm dancing with a hostess.

It's only right and proper.

You're a good dancer, Daddy. You should
do it more often.

Have fun.

Happy birthday.

There's Aunt Winifred's boat.

Monsieur Profond, this is my husband,
Soames. Nice to meet you. And my

Fleur. We've met.

Exacto.

Are you here on business, Mr. Profond?

Pleasure.

Mr. Profond made money in the Walsh
homes, shares in armaments.

He tells me he likes to give it away.

I'm always making money. I want little
for myself.

I'd like my friends to have it.

Excuse me, sir.

Val and Holly.

Very nice to see you again.

Jeremy.

Val. Good to see you, Uncle Thames.

Would you excuse us for a moment?

You could at least try.

For Winifred's sake.

They should never have come back from
South Africa.

And that's that other chap.

Who for? I can't abide for honest.

Then why did you marry one?

He isn't conducting for John.

I am sure.

Do

you

know anything about John Forsythe?

I'm sorry to come out with it like this,
but you're my last hope.

Everyone round here is being so buttoned
up.

You're coming to stay with us next week.

With you?

It's Holly's half -brother, don't you
know?

I know nothing.

It's best not to bring these things up.

Bring what things up? Hello.

How you've grown.

We haven't seen you in so long.

Wouldn't it be jolly if we could be
friends?

Cousin Val says I can come and stay at
your new farm.

Maybe later in the summer.

I thought next week.

It's rather difficult.

Aunt Winifred, Val and Holly are
inviting me to stay next week. Isn't

sporting of them?

Oh, what a lovely idea.

It's both right.

Please, please will you dance with me?

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

What are we going to do about Jim?

It's almost as if Fleur knew he was
coming.

She asked me outright.

Took me by surprise.

How? They can't have met.

I don't see how.

She isn't Des, though.

Night.

Night.

A lovely party.

Thank you. Put some colour into your
cheeks.

I've danced all night.

With Michael Malt.

And others.

Good night, my love.

Cousin Bell's asked me down to stay.

But we don't see them.

He has wonderful horses, and he says I
can ride out with him.

It's only a few days.

Please, Daddy.

Well... That keeps you out of trouble.

Night -night.

Night, Daddy.

We're pretty basic around here.

I hope you don't mind.

Of course not.

Sorry Val's not here to greet you.

He's exercising a new horse.

He must be very busy. He is.

I'm afraid you'll be fearfully bored.

Not at all.

I'm here to get to know you, remember?

So, it's just the two of you here?

Who else would there be?

I left my book upstairs in my bedroom.

This is John, my little brother.

Fleur's a cousin of ours, John.

How do you do?

I put it back here on my lunch break.

I have to go.

From where? A maple's farm.

We're harvesting. The book, then?

What are you doing?

It's such a glorious morning, I thought
I'd get out.

You don't know the countryside around
here?

Shall I take the dog? No, thank you.

I might be gone all day, so please don't
worry.

Where are you going?

I'm looking for Maple Farm. It's up
there on the left. Thank you.

Couple of miles yet.

Others, turn it off.

Oh, glass.

Oh, glass.

I'm looking for John Forsyte.

Not here.

Go on, then, boy. Go on.

Yeah, go on. Go say hello.

Go on, John.

Go on, John. Go on.

Hello. I thought you might like some
sandwiches, but I see you've already

Thanks.

I think I'll pass.

They got mucked up on the way here.

So did my lovely new shoes.

I thought it would be nice, but it's
such a long way, and I forgot to bring

anything to drink.

I'm very glad that you came.

Why do I always end up covered in mud
whenever I'm anywhere near you?

Haven't I been clever tracking you down?

Ever since that day at Aunt Hester's,
I've always wondered, who was he? Why

everyone so furious?

And then in the gallery, wasn't it
awkward?

Father and me passed out.

I found out why.

There's a feud between our families.

That's why I pretended we hadn't met
yesterday.

Are you a good liar?

Not very.

Oh.

They don't mean us to be friends you see
so if we want to be which we do

Then we must keep it a secret

Come on let's talk about this on the way

home.

There's a quicker route with the crow
flies.

I told them I'll walk you

You're going to be a farmer.

Maybe.

I like the work.

The people.

Of course, farming's not the grand
thing, but... I don't really care about

John,

John, the farmer's son Stole a pig and
away he ran.

A vast place just over that hill.

Then I'll go on alone.

They mustn't see us together.

That's ridiculous.

You don't know my father.

I'm an only child, and so are you.
There's so much expected of us.

My mother would never stop me from doing
anything that made me happy.

I'm sure your father's the same. Now,
come on.

What are you doing? Coming with you.

Well, don't walk so fast.

I can't keep up.

You know, the boys were a couple of
years on from me at school.

Talked about what they were going to do.

The girls they were going to meet.

And then they joined up.

It's a beastly thing.

They died so young.

I want to try everything.

Live forever.

Love everybody?

I'll be telling.

Stay on her.

All right, then I will.