All language subtitles for Downton Abbey S06E04.eng

You didn't quarrel, then?

No, my cousin was good to me.

But in the end it was another country
and I'd moved away one time too many.

And besides,
I'd taken Sybbie away from you.

- What right had I to do that?
- You had every right.

- But it did seem a shame.
- I wish we had a photograph

of all our faces
when you walked in.

- (SIGHS) Hope I didn't steal their thunder.
- Oh, no.

I think it gave
it an added lift.

- How was Sybbie this morning?
- Tired. But glad to be here.

What will you do, Mary,
now that Tom's home?

Exactly what I was doing. Why?

Well, surely he'll go
back to being the agent.

Can't we allow Tom a few days to
settle in before we start fighting?

You'll get no fight from me. I want
to do what's right for everyone.

Why don't you come down lo the office
later and I'll bring you up to date?

Any word from Carson?

He rang to say they'd arrived
safely, m'lord, but that's all.

We could have managed something a
little better than Scarborough.

I offered, but that's
what they wanted.

When do we expect Rosamund?

Tomorrow, for dinner.

- Why's she coming?
- She says just to see us

but I'm sure she wants to get stuck
in with the row about the hospital.

Well, at least she'll be
reinforcements with Cora and Isobel.

- Do you think she'll take their side?
- Against Granny? Every time.

(CHUCKLES)

Miss Baxter, Sergeant Willis rang
earlier. He wants to look in.

- What's this?
- The sergeant is coming in later.

- What for?
- To see Miss Baxter.

- (BELL RINGS)
- Oh, that's her Ladyship.

I must go.

What do the police want
with Miss Baxter'?

ANNA: Makes a nice change.

Good to know we can
joke about it.

Well, ifs no joke
to Miss Baxter.

- Who spoke to him?
- MRS PATMORE: Sergeant Willis?

Me, I did.

Next time run ii past me, Mrs Patmore,
before you issue an invitation.

- I am the butler now.
- For the next five minutes. (SCOFFS)

Until Mr Carson gets back.

And don't let's forget it.

When did this arrive?

Mr Spratt walked up with it first
thing this morning, m'lady.

Lady Grantham wants to bring
Lady Shackleton

when she comes for
dinner tomorrow.

- That's nice.
- Ls it?

It's only so dear Mama has an
ally when we start fighting.

She thinks Lady Rosamund
and Mrs Crawley are on my side.

Hey-ho. I'll telephone
her when I go down.

Now we're out of Edith's earshot,
what do you really want?

To be joint agents?
I wouldn't mind.

Maybe. But if I am to
live out my life here,

I need to find something to do
that isn't just about the estate.

- How enterprising.
- I've changed since I've been away.

I'm still not a traditionalist.

The King should not
rely on my support.

Hmm. Which wouldn't
surprise Papa.

But I don't feel the same
about capitalism.

Not American capitalism, anyway.

Where a hardworking man
can go right to the top

all the way in a
single lifetime.

- Which still isn't true here.
- Not yet.

But I have a sense it's going to change
and in the not-too-distant future.

- I hope that doesn't worry you.
- Tom, you're my brother.

I want what you want.
In your work, in your life.

No more Miss Buntings
if you have any pity.

- (CHUCKLES)
- But even in that, don't please us.

Please yourself.

What about you? Have you regretted
dismissing your suitors?

No.

Hmm.

Come in here. Mr
Carson won't mind.

WILLIS: Thank you, Mrs Patmore.

- Good morning, Miss Baxter.
- Ls this about the Bates'?

No, no, no. It's not about the
Bates'. They're off the hook.

Then what's Miss Baxter done
if it's not to do with them?

Would you rather I questioned
you alone, Miss Baxter?

Mrs Hughes wouldn't like it.

I've asked Mr Molesley to be with
me if I'm allowed. He's outside.

Oh. Well, of course. (CHUCKLES)

- If I'm not wanted... I understand.
- It's not...

I understand. (CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS) Go on.

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- I won't beat about the bush, Miss Baxter.

You'll know who I mean
by Mr Peter Gayle.

Yes, I do.

He's currently on
bail for theft.

That doesn't seem
to surprise you.

Correct.

He's accused alongside a young woman
who worked in the same house,

and I'm afraid that most of the
evidence will count against her.

Again, you do not surprise me.

Well, this is it.

He's pleading innocence but our records
show while he's never been convicted,

he's been close
to several crimes in the past.

Always carried out by women,

and he's escaped
prosecution every time.

We know he worked
in the same house as you,

and that he left on the day that you
stole the jewels from your mistress.

- That's true.
- And those jewels were never found,

and you've kept silent.

But we believe he
profited from the theft.

We want you to testify to that
effect as a character witness.

We're only trying to protect vulnerable
young women from him in the future.

He's ruined several lives.

(SIGHS) I'll leave you now, Miss
Baxter. Please consider my request.

Of course she will,
Sergeant Willis.

Then I'll take the liberty
of calling again.

Goodbye.

I dare say this.

Mr (Boyle was a handsome devil.

He was a devil, all right.

I know it's not my decision,
but I think you should do it.

You don't know what
you're asking.

"All that's needed for evil to triumph
is that good men do nothing."

(DOOR CLOSES)

You won't believe this,
except you will.

Lady Shackleton would love to come,
but can she bring her nephew?

What?

He's in Yorkshire for some reason
and he's only staying one night.

What did you say?

I didn't want to put
Mama's back up.

Things are bad
enough without that.

Mama is an old intriguer.

She will use tears or terror
with equal facility.

(CHUCKLES)

- Who is this man?
- I don't know. Her sister's son.

Mrs Cobb is going to live
with her daughter in Oswaldkirk,

so Mary's going to give the
cottage to the Carsons.

Excellent news.

- Can we discuss Yew Tree Farm?
- What about it?

I don't see why we can't get a new
tenant when the Drewes are gone.

No, Mary's right.

- Makes more sense for us to take it over.
- We could let the house, of course.

- But we will have some tenants.
- Which reminds me,

I want to see Fairclough's
new planting.

Tom, do you fancy a walk?

Let me make a call
and then I'll be with you.

You're happy he's
back, aren't you?

I really am. Funny, isn't it?

What are the new maids like?

Nice. Hard-working.

But they don't live in.

And they go home before we have our
tea so we don't really know them.

Not in the old way.

Miss Baxter and I turn
the beds down in the evenings.

I hope you're not
working too hard.

I feel quite well, m'lady.

Though I'm thickening up.

L saw Mr Bates eyeing me the other
day. He'll think I ate all the pies.

So you still haven't told him?

When I know it'll be fine, he
can celebrate without worrying.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Ah, we were just
talking about you.

Good things I hope, m'lady.

I wanted Molesley and Andrews
to take the cases down.

- They've both gone into the village.
- Both?

- Carson wouldn't allow that.
- The cat's away, m'lady.

Can you manage?

Anna and I can take one each.

No, they're too heavy
for Anna to lift.

- Then I'll make a double journey.
- Rather a bore for you.

The car's waiting
in the stable yard.

It was sweet of them
to let me bring Henry.

Though why couldn't he stay
behind with a tray on his lap?

Don't be unkind.
I never see him.

He's only up here now to look
at some horrid racing car.

- Does he get on with Philip?
- They were friends as boys.

I'm afraid she doesn't like
my daughter-in-law.

- Oh, dear.
- And who does?

Now, you understand
the job on hand?

We're to persuade Lady Grantham to
oppose all change at the hospital.

No, no, not quite.

To oppose change that takes
control away from us.

It would be so bad
for the village.

Forgive me, but why, if it means
more modern and varied treatment?

Well, how could the interests
of the village be protected

if every decision
is made in York?

- I see that, my dear...
- Are you here to help or irritate?

- To help, of course.
- Then there's no more to be said.

I'd like some volunteers to clean Mrs
Cobb's cottage for the Cars-ans.

His Lordship wants it done
before they get back.

I don't mind. I could go up
with the maids in the morning.

It's a shame they can't
live in their own home.

Yes, but the builders
are still in it.

And they can't get there
and back without a car,

which is a bit revolutionary
for Mr Carson.

"The Carsons." (LAUGHS)

So we're gonna have to call
her "Mrs Carson"?

I wish I knew how long Mr Mason's
got to wait for his farmhouse.

Is this Yew Tree Farm
you're talking about?

- Mr Mason's taking over the lease.
- I don't believe so.

They're going to farm
the land themselves.

They may let the
house, but that's it.

What are you talking about?

I heard them discussing it
yesterday at breakfast.

Don't say it.

They couldn't turn around
like that, could they?

- But they've not said they'd do it.
- DAISY: They implied it.

She implied it.

I might go to Mrs Cobb's cottage
when they're changing.

- I'll come with you.
- No need.

I expect he's got something
to think through.

Keep your pity, Mr Molesley.
You need it more than I do.

ROSAMUND: You don't have to tell
me your mother's in the right.

We can't have a public quarrel

or they'll both be asked
to resign from the board,

and even I don't want that.

Which means I'm not to make Granny
any angrier than she is already.

So how are you? What's the news?

Well, I do have some
as a matter of fact.

Have you heard of a place called
Hillcroft? It's in Turperton.

- What sort of place?
- A college.

For women from
modest backgrounds.

But clever women with potential.

- I'm a trustee.
- How interesting.

I knew you'd think so.

So I'm going to suggest you
as a trustee, too.

Oddly enough,
our treasurer lives up here.

It's one of the
reasons I've come,

so I can meet him while I'm at
Downton. We'll ask him over.

- What's his name?
- John Harding.

I like the sound of him.

Self-made, clever, successful.

And nearer your age than mine.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Might I have a word, m'lady?

- You'll have to be quick, I'm late.
- It's about Miss Baxter.

I hope this isn't gossip.

I don't believe it is, m'lady.

You couldn't be harder on those potatoes
if you wanted them to confess to spying.

I feel so let down.

They've got Mr Mason's hopes up,

let him think he had a future
and now what?

Well, to be honest, Daisy, wasn't
it you who put his hopes up?

Only because I was sure that was
what she intended. She's led me on.

- Well, maybe it just wasn't possible.
- Not possible?

- Don't give me "not possible."
- All right, Madame Defarge,

calm down and finish that mash.

The Dowager Lady Shackleton
and Mr Henry Talbot.

- Ah. WOMAN: Good
evening, Lady Shackleton.

Golly, nobody told me
the nephew was you.

Oh, is that what I am?
"The nephew".

You never said your aunt
was Lady Shackleton.

Did you know she was
bringing you here?

One must be allowed
some secrets.

Of course we'll
invite Mr Harding.

He has a wife. We
must ask her, too.

It's marvellous for ordinary women to
aim at rich and fulfilling careers.

We talk about making a difference but
this could actually change lives.

Why are you in Yorkshire?

Mainly looking at a car I might
be racing at Brooklands.

So you really are a car man?

I wasn't sure how
much you meant it.

- Oh, I really am a car man.
- (CHUCKLES)

That's not a claim you often
hear in this neck of the woods.

Did you say you
race at Brooklands?

Yes, I've driven
there quite a lot.

I don't envy much,
but I envy that.

- What sort of Talbot is he?
- A Shrewsbury.

But he's nowhere
near the earldom.

About 40 strong men
would have to drop dead.

(GROANS) Well, nothing
is impossible.

Without it, what
are his prospects?

Adequate, but not overwhelming.

Honestly, listen to yourselves.

No, Lady Shackleton
is quite right.

Mary needs more than
a handsome smile,

and a hand on the gear stick.

I'm surprised you know
what a gear stick is.

I know more than you think.

It's very kind of you to let Henry
and me push into a family party.

In return, please don't let Mama
pull you into the fight.

Really, Robert?

You paint me as such a schemer.

No one has sharper eyes
than a loving son.

You read that somewhere.

Why do you never think
I can make anything up'?

Didn't you trust
your own powers of persuasion?

- What?
- Don't pretend.

Who else would her Ladyship
have heard it from?

I think you'll
regret being silent.

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- Come along, Mr Molesley.

Just because Mr Carson's away...

You look very preoccupied.

(GASPS)

Anna?

(GASPS)

- Can I help?
- I'm fine.

"Just carry on", as
they say in the navy.

The treatments available
to the village

would be vastly superior to
anything we can lay claim to now.

You are making a grave mistake,

and impoverishing the village
by doing so.

Prudence, tell them.

I expect there's a good deal
to be said on both sides.

Don't be so feeble.

Well, how can I present myself as an
expert when I don't know the facts?

Well, ifs never stopped me.

She's still on cracking form.

If she were 20 years younger,
you'd just call her a tyrant.

(CHUCKLES)

Have you thought more about what
you're going to do now you're back?

Before dinner, Mr Talbot was
saying he works with cars.

- I wonder if that mightn't be right for me.
- Not as a racing car driver?

Maybe not. But in that world.

- Which is a long way from Downton.
- ROBERT: Really, Mama,

your attitude is hardly conducive
to a peaceful settlement.

I won't bother to explain, since
every village argument is the same.

Really? I'm not a village boy.

My father was in Parliament
so we lived in London.

Except for the summer and then
we'd shelter with various hunting,

- shooting and fishing relations.
- That's what we are.

Yes, but it's not all you are.

So do you make a
living out of cars?

(CHUCKLES)

Yes, I suppose I do, yes.
I race on a team.

Does that seem very odd?

Quite odd.

Although, people do
such odd things nowadays.

Hmm.

I once met a man who spent his time
importing guinea pigs from Peru.

(CHUCKLES)

ROSAMUND: Don't hide
behind Lady Shackleton, Mama.

You're quite capable of landing
your own punches.

The question is which system
is more likely to deliver

modern treatment
to the local population?

That is not the point.

I should have thought
that was exactly the point.

Then you've muddled
your priorities.

I suppose cousin Isobel is
entitled to put up an argument.

Of course she is, she's just
not entitled to win it.

(BLUBBERS)

I'm afraid I've been rather
a disappointment to your mother.

Yeah, but not to me. You could
have made things even worse.

- I suppose...
- (SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

- Do you ever make it up
to London? Sometimes.

Would you think it terribly
common if I gave you my card?

Fairly common.

- But I'll take it anyway.
- Telephone me.

We'll have lunch or a drink.

Or something.

I couldn't be less interested in
cars if I took a pill to achieve it.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, that's because you haven't
been taught about them.

Pram“! -

The main thing I want to avoid

is Granny being kicked off the
board of the new arrangement.

Or us all being kicked off
with the fuss we're making.

Well, supporting her wrong
thinking won't help.

Can I put in a word for trying
to remain friends?

- Tom the peacemaker is back.
- (LAUGHS)

That's really the
purpose of it...

Aunt Prudence.
We're outstaying our welcome.

Indeed.

- Goodnight, Robert.
- Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Mary.
- MARY: Goodnight.

- Mr Talbot.
- Lady Mary.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Not that pain again?

I can't drink port any more.

Oh, darling...

I don't think I've ever felt
such a lack of reason.

What do you mean reason?

Why am I here? What am I doing?

What are we all doing?

Trying to get through
life as best we can.

Yes, but you, you make friends.

People like you.

Her Ladyship likes you.

Mr Molesley more than likes you.

- Don't be silly.
- It's true.

I'm quite envious.

Not of Mr Molesley,

- but the rest of it.
- And I envy you.

You don't care what people say.

While I tremble at the mere idea
of public ridicule.

- I should be used to it by now, but...
- Well,

you are stronger than you think.

And you're wrong about me.

I mind what people say.

It's no use talking as if you can
force me. We both know you can't.

- We can make you attend the trial.
- MOLESLEY: Come on.

Sergeant Willis
is not the enemy.

Mr Coyle is the enemy
and here's your chance.

A chance for what? Revenge?

- Much good that will do.
- WILLIS: Not for revenge.

To stop other girls being
tricked into a life of crime.

Two of the women he used
are prostitutes now.

At least one is dead.

Do you want him to go on?

If I say yes, what happens next?

(SIGHS) We send a list of
witnesses to the prosecution.

It's not a penny dreadful
with confessions from the box.

They see who will
testify on our side.

If he won't change his plea,
he'll go to the trial.

- Very well.
- Thank you, Miss Baxter.

I'll keep you informed
at every step.

What changed your mind?

The thought of the
girls he ruined.

Like he ruined me.

Oh, but he hasn't
ruined you, has he?

And the proof is
you're standing here.

Maybe.

But he changed me.

I've just seen the Hardings' car.
We'll be in the drawing room.

Certainly, m'lady.

- Hello.
- I believe we're expected.

Of course, Mr and Mrs Harding.

Would you like to
leave your coats?

- Gwen?
- Anna?

It is you, isn't it?

Why didn't you telephone
and say you were coming'?

Well, I didn't know we were until
this morning or I would have.

He said we were visiting
somebody called Painswick.

Lady Rosamund Painswick.
His Lordship's sister.

I'd forgotten that.

I'll see you later if I can.

She hasn't got time to greet
her old friends, then.

When were you a
friend of Gwen's?

We're so pleased to see you. I
want to hear all about Hillcroft.

Why did you first get involved?

Naturally I'd be happy to take as
much of the credit as possible,

but it was really
Mrs Harding's idea.

What was it that drew you
to the work they were doing?

Forgive me, but have we met?

I don't think we've met exactly.

Tell us more about Hillcroft.

GWEN: Well, you see,
I never had any higher education

- and so...
- MARY: Who did?

All we were taught was French
prejudice and dance steps.

- (ALL LAUGH)
- But who's Gwen?

Well, she was a housemaid here
before the war.

She got away to be a secretary.

Now she's having lunch upstairs
while we're still stuck down here.

- What does his Lordship think?
- They won't recognise her.

They don't look us
in the face enough.

I wonder if Karl Marx
might finish the liver paté?

I don't think his
Lordship will mind.

He's not uncomfortable
about that sort of thing.

It won't bother him
that she used to work here.

No, well, his daughter ran off
with a chauffeur in the interim.

And Mrs Harding was a supporter when
Hillcroft first opened in 1920.

Then later they needed a
treasurer, so she suggested me.

And how do you manage
from Yorkshire?

It's not hard. I go
there twice a month.

But the telephone's really
changed everything.

I want to hear Mrs
Harding's story.

Well, it was the telephone that
changed everything for me, too.

You see, I was a secretary before I
was married for a telephone company

back when everyone was getting
connected at the start of the war.

Then she moved into local
government and that's where we met.

But if I'd had more education,
I might have gone further.

If that doesn't sound too vain.

No. Many women from all backgrounds
feel that. I know I did.

I was a nurse,
but why couldn't I be a doctor?

- Barrow, is that luncheon?
- It is, m'lady.

CORA: Shall we go in? ISOBEL:
I hope we'd have a chance

- to continue this conversation...
- Edith.

Yes. Yes, Papa.

(MURMURED CONVERSATIONS)

- Look at you.
- I don't mean to pretend.

I didn't know we were coming to Downton
until we turned into the drive.

Does he not know
you worked here?

He knows I was a housemaid,
so there's no pretence.

But by the time we met
that was all in the past.

I'm one to talk. I married
the boss's daughter. (CHUCKLES)

Should we go in?

So is she going to come down?

I don't know, she didn't say.

No, she's too important to speak
to the likes of us.

Take those up now.

We have to find ladders to help
them achieve their potential.

I do so agree.

We can't afford to waste working
women by not educating them.

- It's lucky Carson isn't here.
- (LAUGHING)

- Carson?
- ROBERT: Our butler.

He's a traditionalist.

You recall Mr Carson,
madam, surely?

What do you mean, Barrow?

- Mrs Harding used to work here.
- What?

- She used to be a...
- Thank you, Mr Barrow.

I can tell it.

Well, I used to be a housemaid here
for a couple of years before the war.

Here? In this house?

I knew I'd seen your face.

Why didn't you say?

I don't know. Well,
I was going to.

You had every opportunity.

You can take the pudding
and Andy can carry the cream.

How's it going?

- Mr Barrow just landed her in it.
- Deliberately?

He only told the table
she used to work here as a maid.

I knew he'd do
something like that.

Of course. How could he resist?

We've been hearing that you spoiled
Gwen's luncheon. Good work.

I couldn't have known she was
planning to lie her way through it.

That's not it though, is it?

You resent her luck.
You're jealous.

Jealous?

Why?

Because I dedicated
my life to service,

and I'm about to be
thrown out on my ear

when she scarpered first chance she got,
now she's lunching in the dining room?

Why would that make me jealous,
Mr Bates?

His Lordship won't like it,
your trying to wrong-foot her.

Well, we'll see. I know Lady Mary
didn't like being made a fool of.

Now in case I have to remind
you all again, I am the butler.

So please get on.

Seems marvellous to me you leave
service, go into government.

Now you're married
to a prominent man.

- 20th century story.
- I agree. Welcome back.

I just feel stupid for
not recognising you.

Why should you? We never spoke.

You worked here for two years
and we never spoke to you.

- We're the ones in the wrong.
- No, I didn't mean it like that.

- It was a good job.
- But not good enough to stay.

I didn't want to be in service
my whole life, that's all.

So you found an
opportunity and took it.

- Bravo.
- I didn't find it.

Lady Sybil found it.

Sybil helped you?

Yes.

She did everything.

She looked out for the jobs,
lent me clothes,

drove me to the interviews.

One time
I remember the horse went lame,

- and we both got stuck in the mud.
- (LAUGHING)

Oh, the talking we had to do
when we got back.

- I remember we were so worried.
- But she never said a thing about you.

It was our secret pact.

And then one day she cornered the man
who was installing the telephone here

and that's how
I got my first job in business.

She wouldn't let me enter the library
while you met him. So that was you'?

Did you keep in contact?

Christmas cards and such.

And then I heard the news.

I'll never forget her.

Her kindness changed my life.

What a lovely way
to remember her.

She was a lovely person.

Darling Sybil.

Thank you, Barrow, for reminding
us of Mrs Harding's time here.

My pleasure, m'lady.

They're coming now!

I just wanted to
come and say hello.

Oh, Mrs Hughes will
be sad to miss you.

Now, tell us about
your children.

We want to know every detail.

- Where are you living now?
- Well, all right.

Well, let's begin
at the beginning.

But afterwards,
I'd like to hear all about you.

Mr Branson, I wouldn't bother
you, but now you're back,

- and now you're the agent again.
- Lady Mary's the agent.

But still, you'll know what they're
planning for Yew Tree Farm.

- I suppose so.
- Only, Mr Mason was in the running for it,

but now it seems
they've had second thoughts.

It's not quite as
simple as that.

Well, ifs as simple as this.

His son, my husband, left this
house to die for his country.

Shouldn't we help
him now if we can?

I'll have a word.

I've an idea that when you mentioned
Mrs Harding's connection with us

you were trying
to catch her out.

- Well, I...
- I don't like to see such things, Barrow.

I don't care for a lack of
generosity. Do you understand me?

Yes, m'lord.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

You are your own worst enemy.

If I am, I've got competition.

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

Mrs Harding rather put me
in my place when she was here.

- I'm sure she didn't mean to.
- No.

But when she was talking
about Lady Sybil,

I had one of those moments
where you look at your life

and I realised how much better
Sybil was than I am.

- It was quite chastening.
- You're hard on yourself, m'lady.

Why did I have to be so pettish?

She'd made something of her
life, why shouldn't she?

(GROANS)

- (GASPING)
- Now, don't panic. Are you in pain'?

Oh, I was then.

A sharp pain. I had it earlier.

Oh, I'm losing it.
It's happening again.

We don't know that.
Right, we're going up to London.

I'll ring Dr Ryder, there'll
be a night telephone line.

But we've missed the last train.

We'll drive into York.
There maybe a late train.

What do I tell Mr Bates?

I don't want to frighten him,
but I mustn't get his hopes up.

Tell him it's me, I need to see
a doctor double-quick.

What if I lose it on the way?

Then we'll be no worse off
than we are now.

But we'll make him see you
when we get there.

I don't care what time it is,
he'll come to Belgrave Square.

Now go, and meet
me at the front.

Why the suitcase?

- I'm racing up to London.
- Whatever for? What's happened?

Don't tell anyone,
but it's Anna.

She may be having a miscarriage.

- How will you get there?
- We've missed the last train from here,

but if we drive into York
there may be a late one.

- If not, we'll get the milk train at dawn.
- I'll take you to York.

You're a darling. And remember, not
a word to anyone. Not even Bates.

She should tell him.
But anyway, I'll get the car.

- Can I stay in Belgrave Square?
- Oh, of course. I'll telephone Mead.

- Haven't you missed the last train'?
- Tom's driving us into York.

- Us?
- MARY: Anna.

May we ask why?

Something medical.
- Oh, my lord.

I'm not in any danger,
but I need to go now.

I'll be back in a day or two.

- But what time will you get there?
- I'll get there when I get there.

Goodbye. I'll
telephone tomorrow.

Carson and Mrs Hu... Mrs
Carson will be back on Friday.

It'd be nice if you
were to welcome them.

I'll try. Now, that's
it, I must fly.

I don't understand the urgency.

Lady Mary didn't
seem ill earlier.

- Do you want her medical history?
- No, but it seems so sudden.

Sometimes these
things are sudden.

So you're not hiding anything?

(SIGHS) We've lived with suspicion
too long. It's got under your skin.

I should get in. I mustn't
keep Mr Branson waiting.

- Before her Ladyship?
- Here she is now.

Good evening, Bates.

Don't worry, we'll be
back before you know it.

But what's Lady
Mary's emergency?

- It's none of our business.
- Very true, Miss Baxter.

For once I agree with you.

Daisy, what is it?

I've had enough.

I don't care what
Mrs Patmore says.

Her Ladyship has cheated
Mr Mason of his farm,

- and I'm going to have it out with her.
- MOLESLEY: Oh, Daisy, don't.

- You'll lose your job and then what?
- Look at Gwen.

She's thrown off the yoke of
service to make a good life.

What am I doing with mine?

- Why aren't you two up there now?
- They wanted to be alone.

We gave them coffee
and they sent us off.

You can't go barging in when they're
discussing something private.

I'll wait for her.

I wish you wouldn't.

EDITH: Poor Tom,
racing across the county.

It's just Mary being dramatic.

She didn't look at all ill.

- Well, why else would she have gone?
- We'll ask her tomorrow morning.

I'd like to take advantage of her
absence to settle Yew Tree Farm.

I want to offer it to Mr Mason.

I know you do. But
he's quite old.

- He'll have Daisy to help him.
- Can we afford it?

We'd make more money if we farmed
it ourselves and let the house.

Shouldn't we wait for Tom
to get back before we decide?

- I'll ask him what Sybil would do.
- Ls that fair?

Daisy, I beg of you.

You're a trained cook,
you could get work anywhere.

But you'll have to manage without
a reference if you do this!

She's right, Daisy.

Have you forgotten what happened when
you let off steam at the auction?

No. I've had it up to here.

I've come to the end.
I must do it.

Well, I'm coming with you.

- Please yourself. I'm going.
- But why? It won't help Mr Mason.

Listen to him, Daisy. Listen to
him, if you won't listen to me!

DAISY: I'm sorry,
but I've made up my mind.

You're back. You made good time.

And we made the last train,
so they're on their way south.

I wish I knew what it was about.

Nothing to concern
you, I promise.

You missed a jolly good dinner.

I bought some sandwiches at the
station and ate them in the car.

- You're a braver man than I, Gunga Din.
- (LAUGHS)

We've been settling some
business while you were away.

Oh? Yes?

Mama wants Mr Mason
to have Yew Tree Farm.

- I see.
- It's not a business-like decision,

and Cora has been using
some emotional blackmail on us.

I asked them what they felt
Sybil would want us to do.

Well, we all know
the answer to that.

ROBERT: But is it enough
to convince you?

I was reminded recently
of William's death.

And I suppose I do feel
old Mason's in our charge.

That's what I say.

- Shouldn't we wail for Mary?
- No. I'll handle Mary.

It'd be better if
it's a fait accompli.

We don't have to do everything Mary
says. Not when we're all agreed.

Maybe it's underhand
to go behind her back.

But it's much too important to me
to let scruples get in the way.

- Goodnight.
- TOM: Goodnight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Your Ladyship.

Daisy?

Yes, ifs me. And I
have to speak to you.

- Daisy.
- What are you doing here, Baxter?

I was a little worried about Daisy,
m'lady. She's been very upset.

I have been upset.

I'm sorry to hear it, but I don't
understand what you're doing here.

Daisy, there you are.
That was quick.

Will you tell Mr Mason the news
or should we?

Tell him what?

He's got the farm if he still wants
it. Isn't that why you're here?

What wonderful news. Daisy.

Wonderful.

She's going downstairs now, m'lady,
and I'll see you in your room.

That was rather peculiar.

I have a feeling I've just dodged
something and I don't know what.

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

Don't start.

- How is she?
- Resting.

Sleeping, I hope by now.

- Has she lost the baby?
- No.

We got there in time.

I've put in the stitch I spoke of
and as they say in medical novels,

I'm cautiously optimistic.

- And what shall I do now?
- Can you stay a day or two?

We could go back on Friday.

Good. Make her rest
when she gets there,

but don't fret too much.

I'm so grateful to you
for coming out here at dawn.

- Don't worry. It'll be reflected in my bill.
- Of course.

And now I'll say goodbye.

I feel so...

I don't know, dazed.

Yesterday I thought I hated her,

and today she saved our lives.

It never does good
to hate anyone.

So is this true?

Your Mr Mason got the farm
after everything you said?

- Seems like it.
- I envy him.

Ooh, high praise
from a city boy.

Not me. Country life
is what I'm after.

I don't care where I started,
this is where I want to end up.

When will Carson
get here tomorrow?

6:00, m'lord, if the
train's on time.

Is anything planned
as a welcome?

We're having a bit of a do in the
servants' hall to say hello.

Oh, well, we'll come down.
And please tell Mrs Patmore

we can have a cold dinner
if that would be easier.

- Very good, m'lord.
- Back to normal at last.

I've enjoyed my time as butler.

I hope you've learned
something from it.

You see, Barrow,
Carson is a kind man.

Don't overlook that. It's why
people are loyal to him.

- I'll bear it in mind, m'lord.
- Do.

It should be helpful when you...

That is, when the hour strikes.

To move on.

Yes, m'lord.

Hmm.

Welcome to the Royal
Automobile Club.

Do you know it?

No, but I like to be surprised.

I'm sorry if I look rather shabby.
I didn't bring any clothes,

- so I've stolen this from my aunt.
- Hmm.

You are the opposite of shabby.

(BAND PLAYING RAGTIME JAZZ)

I can't think why,
but I've never been here before.

When was it built?

1911.

The temple of car lovers.

Your love is not
fickle, I'll admit.

But I'm afraid for me, a car
is simply to get from A to B.

Nothing more.

What is your enthusiasm?

- Horses?
- No, I ride.

I even hunt, but I don't
see horses in my dreams.

What then?

I like my work.

Do you work?

It's rather shocking, isn't it?

My father and I
co-own the estate.

But I really function
as the agent.

So many estates
are going under these days,

and I'm just determined that
Downton won't be one of them.

Far from shocked,
I am extremely impressed.

And you have a son?

Yes. George.

He'll take over
eventually, I assume,

when he does, I want to make sure he's
the master of a modern going concern.

He's also heir to his
grandfather's title,

for reasons too complicated
to bore you with.

So it's very neat and tidy.

Neat and tidy-ish.

But aren't you rather
at a loose end?

I hope this means you're boiling up
to make a pass before we're done.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Probably.

But will you accept?

No. But I shall enjoy
the process enormously.

Champagne.

(LAUGHING) I can't believe it.

I feel like I'm standing
at the gates of paradise.

I don't think it's any
nicer than your old farm.

But it's safe, Daisy.

They'll not sell this
estate in my lifetime.

Lady Mary wouldn't allow it?

So I know now where
I can lay my bones.

And it's down to you.

You've used your
credit to rescue me.

I don't think I have
got much credit.

Well, that's where you're wrong.

And here's the proof of it.

Ooh, they'll be
here in a minute.

Is that straight?

Down a bit on the left.

We're not striving
for a setting by Diaghilev.

The point is we've
made an effort.

Are you finished?

I've unpacked and then none
of them changing tonight,

so they can come
down and say hello.

- And the trip went well?
- I think so, yes.

Why?

Because I believe
I know what you're hiding.

And I feel sure I know what it is
that took you to London in a rush.

And I hope I'm wrong.

You're not wrong in all of it.

But you're wrong if you think
I'm hiding something sad.

What I've been hiding
is very, very happy.

Oh, God.

Are you sure?

- Really?
- Really.

MRS PATMORE: They're here!

ALL: Oh.

ALL: Welcome back.

Home again at last. I feel
I've been away for months.

- Very flattering, I don't think.
- (ALL LAUGHING)

- Oh, thank you.
- Oh, thank you.

Oh, there you all are.

- Plotting.
- You're the one who's plotting.

Is it really so important to keep
the Crawleys in command, Mama?

That is my sole motive, is it?

Isn't it'?

No. No, it is not.

For years,

I've watched governments
take control of our lives.

And their argument
is always the same.

Fewer costs, greater efficiency.

But the result is the same, too.

Less control by the people,
more control by the state.

Until the individual's own
wishes count for nothing.

That is what I consider
my duty to resist.

By wielding your
unelected power?

You see, the point of a
so-called great family,

is to protect our freedoms.

That is why the barons made
King John sign the Magna Carta.

I do see that your argument was more
honourable than I'd appreciated.

But, Mama, we're not
living in 1215.

And the strengths of great families
like ours is going, thats just fact.

Your great-grandchildren
won't thank you

when the state is all-powerful
because we didn't fight.

Well, I won't have any,
so I can live with that.

They've arrived, so we should go
down as soon as Mary gets here.

- Have you told her about Mr Mason?
- I have.

- How'd she take it?
- She's annoyed.

But it seems London went well, so
she's less cross than she might be.

It's good of you to
come tonight, Isobel.

We couldn't miss
Carson's return.

- And Mrs Carson, of course.
- (ALL CHUCKLE)

I can't get my tongue round it.

We've simply got to learn.

We ought to go down. I could hear
them shouting from my bedroom.

I haven't been into the kitchens
for at least 20 years. (CHUCKLES)

Have you got your passport?

Make sure his Lordship
has a drink, Andy.

- Hello, Molesley.
- Has it changed much since your day'?

I only know I shall need Ariande's
thread to find my way out.

When are you going to appoint
your new editor?

Why can't it be you?

Well, I'd like to be
a sort of co-editor,

but no man will put up with that so
I'm going to try and find a woman.

- A woman editor?
- Mmm.

- I applaud you.
- Of course you do.

And presumably we may now look
forward to women field marshals,

- and a woman pope.
- MARY: Nonsense, Granny.

I think ifs a good idea.
It is a magazine for women.

- Well, we should congratulate them.
- Mmm.

That was nice of you,
to praise Edith's plan.

A monkey will type out the Bible
if you leave it long enough.

Carson, Mrs Carson.

I'm so sorry I missed the wedding but
I'm delighted to be here tonight.

MRS HUGHES: Thank you.

(SOFTLY) Mrs Carson.

It's like Jane Eyre asking
to be called Mrs Rochester.

- I'll never get used to it.
- None of us will.

When will the trial be'?

I don't know yet. No doubt I'll
find out when the time comes.

At least he can't hurt you now.

Cam 'we'?

Mama's slipped away.

She was tired, so
I told her to go.

- Quite right.
- I'm afraid she won't give up.

About the hospital.

ROBERT: I shan't think
that at her funeral.

- Who says she won't be at yours?
- (CHUCKLES)

Oh, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Anything to report, Mr Barrow?

Only that being a butler is more
complicated than I'd realised.

Ah, if you've learnt that,
you've used your time well.

Your cottage is ready and your
things have been taken there.

That's very considerate, m'lady.
Thank you.

You must let us know if anything
needs to be done, Mrs... Mrs Carson.

Well, now, m'lord,
this is the thing.

Won't it be confusing if we're to
be called Carson and Mrs Carson?

Rather as we resisted
Anna being Mrs Bates,

would it be very irregular if we
continued to be Carson and Mrs Hughes?

Oh, hallelujah!

- You've made me a happy man.
- (ALL CHUCKLE)

Let us raise a glass and drink
the health of the newly-weds.

Still to be known in this house at
any rate as Carson and Mrs Hughes.

ALL: Carson and Mrs Hughes.

Good heavens, there
really is a God.

What a relief.

- To no one more than his Lordship.
- (ALL LAUGH)

I just want to go
and check my room.

- Make sure they've taken everything.
- Right you are.