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What exactly did the headmistress say?

She said that you and Petunia didn't come down for supper, and they searched

whole school, and it was outside of them. I've told the road patrols to keep

eye out.

Why did they run away?

I thought they liked it there.

So did I.

I hate boarding school.

Oh, it's all my fault. I should never have let them go.

Ah! Well,

then, you, uh...

You say there were three girls missing?

Yeah.

An Indian girl went too.

But she only said she was a princess.

Oh, uh -huh.

And what time did Sid go looking for them?

Oh, he...

Come on, hurry up. Come on.

Come on, quickly now. Get in and see your mother. Come on.

Hurry up.

It's a stupid idiot.

Let me see your face.

Girls, stay. You ought to know better.

I saw them. My father was on the main road with their thumbs out, the little

perishes.

Get in that bath.

Go on, upstairs. In that bath. You get the towels. You get the napkins. I

was

scared

stiff, Albert.

I'll bet you were.

Here.

Don't forget to inform the school.

Over now.

It was a silly thing to do.

We're very sorry.

What made you do it? What was wrong?

Tucked up clothes.

Emma almost broke her leg in the gym. My feelings fell in. We hardly got

anything to eat. The door went through the freezer and there was a pool.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. Just start again now, one at a time. I think we'd

better talk about this.

We're all tired out.

Right. Beddy -byes, everybody. Come on.

Yes.

Good night, darling.

Good night, girls.

Sleep tight.

Betty buys time for you too, Sidney Larkin.

Yeah.

I tell you what, Ma, I've never been so worked up in me life.

And then when I saw him standing there at the side of the road in the dog, I

so relieved.

Oh, yeah, she's in... Yeah, she's in... Go on.

Sorry.

Top quality, that lot.

Where did you get them from?

They're council rejects. They know a bloke who gives a discount.

There's nothing wrong with them. He just, you know, like... Says there is.

All above board.

Mr. Sergeant Wilson is looking for a load that was nicked off a council yard

last week.

Well, I hope you don't feel it, but... What?

Oh, no.

No.

Of course I don't.

Heaven forbid.

Well, Charlie's off to see Mr. Britt.

So I'm going to help out in the hot garden.

Could you keep an eye on John Blenheim for me? Yeah, leave him here. I'll see

it. I'm glad the twins are all right, Ma. Yes. Oh, dear, I was worried sick.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, jolly boy.

Where do you think you're going, Buckingham Palace?

It's my unpleasant duty to tell Mr Bristow that according to his book, his

brewery's going to be out of business by the end of the year.

Oh, dear, oh, dear. No, really?

I'm afraid so.

Actually, I'm late already. I really am up to... It's all right, Charlie. Here,

I'll look. Take the roller.

Oh, thanks, Pop.

Bye -bye.

Will you give me a lift? Yes, yes, of course. Bye, Mum. Bye -bye, Dad. Good

luck. Thank you.

You be good. Yeah, you be good.

Hey. Hello, Kiki.

What are you doing here?

No chance of a postponement, Jack.

All right, tell the bank I'm selling.

Well, not exactly an offer yet.

No, but... Look, Jack, you're the solicitor. You know about the

law's delay.

Just find me a bit of time.

Come in.

Ah, Mr Charlton. Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

The accounts are now in order.

Splendid. But I feel I must point out... Would you like some tea?

No.

Thank you.

Mr Bristow, I have to tell you that your books show the firm is

suffering a severe cash shortage.

Really?

That's interesting, because I've been thinking hard about the future of

200 years it's been in the family.

Yes, I know, but... A man doesn't lightly dismiss the sweat and toil of

generations of his forebears, Charlie.

It's given me many a sleepless night.

What has?

My decision to sell.

Sell? The phone hasn't stopped ringing since my lawyers leaked the news.

All the London brewers are reaching for their checkbooks.

But if they bought the business, they'd bring in their own suppliers.

My little hop garden wouldn't stand a chance.

I have a commitment to this area, Charlie.

I'm a Kentish man, born and bred.

Which is why, after days of agonising, I have decided to offer the business to

someone local.

Who?

You.

Why are you doing it? Yeah.

We didn't think it was fair.

What do you mean? The school is falling down, Mrs Larkin. That's why I ran away.

Yeah, but...

It's all right, I'll get it, ma 'am. Yeah, but what about the headmistress,

Miss Jimson? You like her, don't you? Said she's rather nice.

Oh, she is.

All the teachers are. It was the place.

Haven't you been falling down?

Oh, hello, Edith.

Oh, they're back.

Oh, how wonderful. I felt so responsible.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Oh, isn't it all absolutely ghastly?

It's all right, Edith.

Not your fault.

And they're safe now, which is all that matters.

Oh, but poor Annette Jimpson and the school.

Calm down, Edie. It's only a couple of runaways. They haven't stolen the crown

jewels.

But hasn't Mr. Jimpson told you?

Told us what?

The school.

It's having to close.

He offered it to me.

He did what?

He offered me the brewery. He said despite a lot of offers from London, he

prefers to sell to someone local.

Why? Well, his reason is he's a loyal man of Kent and... Loyal man of Kent?

That's a laugh.

He lives in Monte Carlo to avoid paying tax.

What on earth gave him the idea that I had the money?

Didn't you turn up in Pop's Rolls?

Oh, yes.

That's it.

He thinks we're rich.

We've put an awful lot of work into the hot garden.

And we'll go on doing it, Charlie.

Who knows?

Maybe someone local will buy Bristol.

Mr Larkin, first of all, let me say how sorry I am about Vivian Petunia. Oh,

water under the bridge, Miss Jane. Water under the bridge. What should I say?

Champagne.

I hardly think we have anything to celebrate.

Well, maybe not.

But I always think that a little drop of bubbly always goes down very well at a

time like this.

Oh, lovely sound.

I expect Edith Pilchester has told you that the school is closed.

Yes.

Here you are. Cheers.

There you are.

That's right.

Come on, let's drink up.

Like medicine, that's it. Come on.

There you go.

Now, tell me, why is the bank so keen to get you out of here, then, eh?

The official reason is we haven't abided by the conditions of the mortgage and

kept the buildings in a proper state of repair, which is, alas, true.

And the unofficial reason?

I found out that they have a buyer who wants to turn this place into a country

hotel. They want it right away.

That's right, Mr. Larkin.

Do you?

No, I don't, Miss J. I don't think that's right at all.

However, it appears that I'm at the mercy of Mammoth.

whoever he is at home.

Tell me something.

Have you got a list of what they say is wrong with this place?

Oh.

Oh, dear.

I think you'd better top us up again.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure. Let's go and have a drink. Hop on.

Here you go.

Here you go. Thank you.

Well, this ought to start tongues wagging.

Well, Tom Sargent buying drinks for a beautiful woman.

Where is Albristow here?

Here, Ted.

Yes, Tom. Why don't you sell any bar ale?

No call for it.

No call for it.

So what did you want to talk about?

I was going to ask you advice.

My advice would be divorce your husband and come and live with me.

At the brewery.

What a letdown.

For a moment there, I thought my life was about to change.

What do you want to know?

I want to know about buying it.

You want to buy Brito's?

But they've got the things I need to find out first.

Such as?

Sales, projections, production costs, wage sheet, date of equipment, lots of

things.

I do believe you're serious.

Will you help me, Tom?

I'll tell you what.

I've just bought myself a new cottage. I haven't got a clue about decorating.

I'll do you a swap.

I'll tell you about Bristow's if you tell me about carpets and curtains.

Done.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Hello,

Charlie.

Primrose, what a surprise.

Are you busy?

Can I talk to you?

Of course.

What is it?

Well, I don't want to discuss it with Mar and Pop.

The others are so juvenile.

You're the only one who understands.

Let's see if I can help.

I want to talk about love, Charlie.

Oh, Lord.

You see, I'm going to be 16 soon, and I still don't have any experience.

Experience?

What do you mean?

Well, here I am reading Shelley and Keats, all going on about love and

Primrose, it's important to understand that, unfortunately...

Poetry isn't always the famous real life.

That's just it, Charlie.

I don't want to read about it anymore.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

What I want is a lover.

Do you want all this done in a weekend?

Yeah, I mean, what, tack on Friday and Monday?

Oh, Sid, I'm sorry.

Look, I've already got a brickie and a plasterer.

All I need is a chippy, a Sparks and a plumber and you and your boys.

No, I promised Doreen I'd take her to the seaside.

Thing is, Ron, I heard this story about a load of gear being pinched from a

council yard in Ashford.

Friday to Monday?

Yes. Tell your boys there's no wages. You just charge the materials.

Yeah, well, I reckon I owe you one for putting this job our way.

Well, a chippy, a plumber. And a spot. I know, I know.

Where is this Rockhurst colleague now?

Good man.

Have a cigar.

You don't have to have one. I don't want your kind of party. What kind of party

do you want?

She wants boys.

Must we discuss it in front of children?

Be quiet, Victoria.

Ah, ah, shoes on table.

Look, if you insist on doing something, then I'd like to go to the theatre or a

restaurant where people don't wear paper hats and blow whistles.

Why didn't you say so before?

We could do that, can't we, Ma?

Yeah, cool.

You promise?

Yeah. We'll go to a restaurant.

I don't want a poll.

No, hey.

The minute the waiters start singing Happy Birthday, I'm off.

Oh. Ah, ah. Ah.

No singing waiters. Sounds boring.

And above all, no children.

Oh, now, hold on, Primrose. You've got to invite your sisters.

Why? Well, because they... Mark.

It's up to you, dear. It's your birthday party.

All right, then.

Charlie? Oh, sorry.

What's up?

Well, I was just thinking about what you said.

What did I say?

You said, who knows, maybe one day somebody local will buy Bristol.

Oh, that.

I can't think who, though.

Well, I was just thinking. I'm not sure about this.

But maybe we should have a go at buying it.

No harm in trying.

Oh. Blimey, Sid, this is a right old mess.

Yeah, I know, but look at this, Claymore.

You're not doing this for me.

You're not doing this for Miss Gilson.

You are doing this for the future generations of England.

Leave off. No, it's true. Listen to me. Never before in the fields of Mildew de

Brockhurst will so much be owed by so many girls to so few

sailors.

Yeah, and let them say this.

This will be your finest hour, Ron Waggett.

Yeah, well, tell that to my missus.

I told you we was going to the seaside.

Well, bring her along as well, Ron.

Flo could do with a hand but a grub.

Oh, what do you think I've got to sell, sir?

Good morning, miss. Good morning, Mr Larkin. Good morning, girls.

Good morning, Mr Larkin.

Do you honestly think you can get it all done in one weekend?

Well, we won't know till we try, will we? Mr Larkin, you know I can't pay you.

Oh, don't you worry about that. Ronnie really owes me a favour, too, doesn't

she, Ron? Why don't you do it, yeah.

Right, OK, we'll see you Friday.

The bank were quite adamant it won't do any good.

Well, it won't do any harm either, will it?

Well...

It must be wonderful to grow up on a farm.

What's your home like in India?

I hardly ever go there. My father's in business.

He and my mother travel all over the world. Business?

I thought you said you were a princess.

I am.

Then your father must be a king or something.

The proper word is Maharaja.

Maharaja? But he prefers to be called just mister.

Maharaja. It sounds fabulous.

It doesn't mean much anymore.

And my father likes to work.

You're so lucky living here.

Mum, what's that?

There you are.

Cheers.

So we're going to have a brewer in the family then, are we? Well, it's just an

idea at the moment. Oh, that's great. I think we've always wanted it, haven't

we? Yeah.

I've always said you're good at business. Look how you sold them plastic

Of course, we don't know how much Bristol will want for it yet. Well, when

do know, you let me know and you and me will have a little chat.

Um, no, Pop.

Yes.

Cool. So we're glad to give you a hand.

No.

You've both been marvellous helping us get started.

The bungalow and the chicken business. But now we want to go it alone.

Sounds as though you've made your mind up, Charlie boy.

Well, yes, we have, actually.

This time we'll think or swim by ourselves.

Fair enough.

Well, when are you going to see this Bristow?

This afternoon.

I don't know what to say to him.

Well, that's easy, my girl.

Whatever he asks for, you just say no.

That's my first and last piece of advice.

Hello, home farm.

Who?

Maharajas?

No. No, the Maharajas don't live here. You must have got the wrong number.

The Larkins live here.

Oh, you're a Maharaja.

Oh, I'm sorry, you're Zaria's dad.

Yes, hold on, Your Highness.

Yes, she's just outside. Hold on.

Zaria, Mr. Parva.

Try, sir.

Yes, Your Majesty, she's just coming.

Oh, think nothing of it.

Anyone would have done the same under certain circumstances.

Actually, could you allow me?

Yes, sir. There is a little problem that you could help me with, sir. I know you

can't imagine it.

We would rather like to hear the price you have in mind for the business.

My solicitors have come up with a statement of the asset, plus an asking

Don't forget, my friends, when you buy Bristow's, you're buying 200 years of

goodwill.

I'm afraid the price is quite out of the question, Mr. Bristow.

Can't we...

Leave to discussing, Mrs Charlton.

How did it go?

Not bad, Mrs Charlton.

Charlie, fetch her back.

I'm afraid her mind is made up.

Ernest. So is mine, come to that.

Charlie.

Primrose, don't do that.

Sorry.

Aren't you supposed to be in school?

Yes. What are you doing here, then?

I have to talk to you. No, Primrose.

No, no, no.

Primrose! Primrose, stop. Primrose, you're my sister.

Primrose, this is silly. I love you.

Primrose, stop it. I love you.

Stop it! I love you! Stop it!

I hate you!

No, no, Primrose, no. Leave me alone. Come on, come on. Leave me alone!

Primrose, come here!

Leave me alone! Come here.

God, now calm down.

Calm down.

There, there, there.

Dear, dear, dear.

Now.

There, there.

Now, I want you to sit down. Come on. Sit down.

Now.

You say you want to learn about love.

Yes.

I read about it in books and poems.

But it doesn't mean anything.

It won't until I find out for myself.

But this wouldn't be love, Primrose. This would only be sex. Believe me,

a great difference.

Are you saying you can't have one without the other?

Well, yes, in a way I suppose I am, yes.

First. Then, hopefully, marriage.

And then sex.

You're going about it the wrong way.

Why?

Virginity is not something to be given away lightly.

When someone comes along you really love, you'll know what I mean.

It isn't easy.

But it's worth waiting for.

Gosh, I made an idiot of myself.

No, you didn't.

I'm very flattered.

go and fetch and carry. They're gophers. They go for this, go for that. That's

easily told. Go.

Line up now. Half of you this side and half over there by the lorry.

Primrose, don't just stand there. Give us a hand, love.

Sorry, Pop.

Primrose, give us that hand.

Yeah, that's right.

Why don't you go and give Tony a hand?

I'd rather help you, Pop.

No, no, it's all right. I can manage.

He's struggling over there. Go on, go and manage. Go on.

All right.

Hello there.

And what can I do to help?

Grab over there.

First on the list is mending windows.

First off, we're going to do a soup. Oh, no, we'd better get those turkeys in,

yeah? So we've got to get them roasted.

I wonder if they all want to go in water with the hands.

Oh, some sandwiches. Give us the bread.

Yeah, because we want to keep the boys' strength up. Hey, do you think we ought

to do some sausage?

The dog's seen a rabbit, Victoria. The dog's seen a rabbit now.

Miss Jemison?

Yes, Mr. Villers.

But wait. Your letter said if the necessary repairs weren't done by your

deadline, you'd cancel the loan.

But surely, if I do observe your conditions and the work is done...

Then you're obliged to reconsider.

Mr Larkin.

Ah.

We should be making progress, Miss Jane.

Please stop for a moment.

I'm afraid you're wasting your time.

No, no, there's nothing here that can't be fixed.

I want you to stop everyone working.

Has it?

What I meant, Mr Larkin, is that you're all wasting your time.

Why? I just had a call from the bank.

Apparently, they know what you're trying to do. Someone saw the lorries

arriving. They've made it quite clear it won't make a scrap of difference.

The loan is still to be withdrawn.

Well, that's what they say, and there's no way we can change their minds.

I don't give a tinker's what the bank says, Miss Jane.

But, Mr Larkin... But me no buts, Miss Jane. No howevers ifs or on the other

ends. What we've got here is a principle.

Now, look, I promised my two girls a swim in the pool without freezing their

toes off, and that's exactly what they're going to do.

Anyway, you never know what might turn up.

So, go on.

Off you go.

Tony, pass me up my...

Well, I think these are done. What about you, Edith? You all ready?

Is that ready?

Right. Go sticking for dinner.

Go get the plates, darling.

Right, team. Here we go.

Oh, thank you. We're ready. Oh, no.

What does all this mean?

It means what you and Charlie already know.

The brewery's in a mess.

It also means, of course, that you can bring his asking price down.

Thanks for letting me have them, Tom.

And now, curtains.

All right.

I see I've done it.

It's working.

Absolutely simple.

Ah! Ah!

Haven't you mended it yet, Pop?

I don't want to talk about it right now, Victoria.

Thank you very much.

Thanks, my love.

It's a pleasure. Next.

Oh, hello.

Hello, love. Right. Peas or beans?

Peas, please.

Peas, please.

Thank you very much.

You're not sitting down to dinner like that.

Oh, come on. I've been working in that boiler house all day.

Go and wash your hands and face.

You're not going to give these little kiddies a bad impression, are you?

Don't get behind your ears, Pop.

Bristow sales projections for the coming year, and then nothing of what you told

us. Who's that?

On the moped?

Tom. Tom Sargent.

Gave me an intern.

Oh.

What's the matter?

I waited for you.

Sorry, Charlie, but it was very important to get these figures.

It seems to have taken you rather a long time.

And what do you mean by that?

What I mean is, how long does it take for one person to give something to

another?

I do believe you're jealous.

Yes, I do believe I am. Well, that's ridiculous.

Is it? Yes.

Tom Sargent is moving into a new house.

He had the papers there.

Then he gave me a lift home. And if you want to make anything out of that,

you're very welcome.

Go and have a lie down. We'll take a lie. Are you sure?

Absolutely. Oh, Tara, here.

Oh, my feet are killing me.

It reminds me of the war.

All this wonderful camaraderie.

Reminds me of banging your head against a brick wall.

It's lovely when you stop.

I've never met such marvellous people in my life, Edith. Oh.

You'd be surprised what the Larkins get up to at times.

It's never a dull moment.

See you later.

Maybe a bit of feminine guile, just what we need.

Not too jealous, are you, Charlie?

No, no, no, no, seriously.

Maybe it would be a good idea for you to see Bristol on your own next time.

You're the one who understands the business.

Well, I can tell you what to say.

Anyway, if it doesn't work, which I very much doubt, I can go along myself

later.

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know whether I could do it.

I know you could.

So sorry.

Miss Jimson?

I am so sorry.

We're various parents.

I didn't expect you, of course. We spoke to our daughter a few days ago.

She was staying with some friends.

The Larkins.

I must confess what she told us gave us cause for concern.

I've done it!

It's working!

Hey,

look at the flags out now.

The boiler's working. This is Zaria's parents, dear.

Nice to meet you, Your Majesty.

At last, Mr Arkin. I understand you organised all this activity.

Well, me and Miss Jimson, we agreed it was the principle of the thing, didn't

we, Miss Johnson? We did, Mr Al. Quite right, too.

He did.

The principle of the thing.

I remember my governess always telling me that as a child. She was English, of

course. Yes, of course.

Well, you can't let the money boys push you around, Mr Sickie. You can't let,

um... What's his last name?

Mammon. Yeah, Mammon. You can't let Mammon have the last word.

Oh,

dear.

Oh, dear, I say it.

I mean, he is, isn't he?

Tomorrow.

Come on, Edie, stop that. Stop the waterworks now, come on.

I'm terribly sorry.

So, you've given some thought to my offer.

Yes, we have.

Mr Bristow, you told us various estimates of your future sales.

The future of my company, in a word, Mrs Charlton, is rosy.

No, not according to these papers.

Drawn up by your auditors, I understand.

Where did you get these?

Working to those projections, my husband and I have come up with a price that

we're prepared to pay.

But this is... It's ridiculous.

It's also our final offer.

Good day, Mr. Bristow.

Is that it, then?

Yeah, that's it. It's all done.

Well, let's go and take a look.

Oh, yes.

Well, you made a really good job with that one.

Well, it's all seen.

Joy, dear, if that happens.

Yeah.

Tell me, Ron, you know anything about swimming for me, Steve?

I thought you'd fixed it. No, no, no.

See, Ma's always going on about wanting one at home, and I was wondering about

building one at home.

Sorry, Steve.

I'll help you, then.

Oh, where's that son of mine?

Tony!

Don't tell your dad.

Coming!

Don't tell yours.

Blimey. Still water's run deep.

nice to feel one was doing one's bit.

I just wish it was to some avail.

Oh, well.

No wishing wells here, Edith.

Sadly true.

Oh, come in.

Someone said you wanted to see us.

Yes, Mrs Larkin.

Do come in.

Yes, come in, everybody.

Come here, sweetheart.

Sit down.

Mr.

Kim, I've something to say.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, my wife and I have been most touched and impressed by what

you and your friends have done here during the last few days.

After my telephone conversation with Mr.

Larkin, I took the liberty of calling my good friend George Braddox.

Mr. Braddox is chairman of the bank with whom I've had many years of

association. Now, he knows this building, and he has accepted my word

now in a proper state of repair.

As a result, tomorrow morning, he will advise his board to accept all the

financial arrangements of Brockhurst College.

Advise, will he?

Yes, Mr. Larkin.

But as chairman...

His advice is invariably taken.

And since I am fortunate enough to be one of his more influential clients, I

think you will find there will be no last -minute change of heart.

In short, the college is saved.

Very well.

Thank you.

What did he say?

He said yes!

No! Yes!

And he's given us four months to come up with the money.

That's fantastic.

You've done it. We've done it, Charlie.

You got those sales projections.

You analysed them. But you got them. He'd never have come down in price

otherwise. And I acted like a child.

It's still good to know that you can be jealous.

Good Lord, Marriott.

From a hop garden to a brewery in one year.

What have we done?

We've gone into partnership, Charlie.

May I assist you, madam?

Are we going in here?

No.

You are, my dear.

Tony.

We'll pick you up later.

You enjoy yourself.

But what about... No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is just for you.

Happy birthday, Primrose.

Thank you.

Happy birthday, darling.

Happy birthday!

They

grow

up so quick, don't they?

Hope they behave themselves.

Oh, I think Primrose could be trusted to act sensibly, Ma.

That was such a lovely idea, Pop.

Yeah. Your father can be quite romantic when he wants to be.

Of course he can.

Right, then. Who's for fish and chips?