All language subtitles for The House of Eliott s01e08

Here we are, Sarah.

Oh, I must say, the girls. Well, we are
terribly thrilled to have one of our

outfits in the Abbey for the royal
wedding.

Would you care to try it one last time?

No, I have total faith in you. Can I
take it with me today? Yes, of course.

Madge, would you pat me for the white
belt? Thank you.

I'm terribly impressed with these, you
know. Thank you. But I haven't seen

anyone wearing anything like them this
year.

Well, we are trying to develop our own
style.

You're doing jolly well at it, too.

I mean, one could easily wear this to
Hurlingham.

It's about the only joy of the season my
husband indulges in, really.

Personally, I loathe polo. Sitting
around on drafty terraces watching grown

fall off horses. There are so many more
interesting ways of catching a chill.

Oh, well, you'll need some sort of a
jacket, then, Pat.

Could you do me one to match this?

Yes, of course.

And could you do this in white?

White? I don't play tennis myself, but
everyone wears white at Ranley.

Which... Actually, it's a splendid
reason for keeping it in blue.

So you would like this dress as well?

And something nice for Henley. And some
beach pyjamas for Le Touquet.

And if all that sounds rather
functional, you can do me something

staggering for Ascot. We'll talk about
Queen Charlotte's ball mirror the time.

Would you like to do my wardrobe this
season?

Yes.

I'm so sorry, darling.

I've been waiting long. I didn't say how
far.

How did you get home? Fine.

I think I've just made two girls very
happy.

I just couldn't believe it when she said
we could do the whole lot.

And we haven't done that sort of thing
before.

Have you any idea what's involved in a
whole season's outfit?

Our rent, their wages, and the money in
the bank.

Philistine.

The thing is, she's so nice.

I mean, friendly and all that.

Well, that's usually the way, isn't it?
The higher up they are, the less time

there is to them.

Oh, there speaks the voice of
experience.

Well, I see them here, don't I?

Some of them might have the money, but
they've no manners to speak of.

They're in the Princess Royal like that
they are, but you wouldn't know it to

talk to us.

They're so infrequential.

You would think that, wouldn't you,
Tilly? They're friends of royalty, just

friends. Well, they must be very good
friends. After all, she's going to a

wedding. Oh, don't look. I'm all funny
at the thought.

Actually, I'm not sure I approve of all
this gossiping about the client.

Well, we're not saying anything nasty.

No, but still. We're all just excited,
Bea. There's no harm in it.

Why do you torment me all the time?

Have you told Beatrice about Paris yet?

No, I haven't yet.

It's not that simple.

She's my guardian. I can't just tell
her.

I have to ask.

So what are you going to ask?

I promise.

Be patient.

I really want to go to Paris with you.

Just let me choose a moment, all right?

So you don't mind if I recommend you to
Nancy? We won't make too much work for

you. Of course not. She did so admire
the dress I wore to the wedding. No,

most kind of you, thank you. Not at all.

I'm just terribly impressed at the way
you two have built up this business from

nothing. Thank you. Against all the
odds, as far as I can see. Well, it

been too bad.

I don't believe that.

Well, perhaps.

Pip says it's all to do with passion and
commitment.

Rather like a good marriage. I think I
agree with him. It certainly shows in

your work.

Your husband's in mining, I gather. Go
down mines if he gets half the chance.

Never happier than when he's up to his
eyes in hot dirt inventing bizarre new

ways for making two tunnels meet in the
middle or whatever.

And is your husband in England at the
moment? Right back from South Africa

week.

He's moaning about the weather already.

But it hasn't been too bad. Of course it
hasn't. The truth is he hates the

season so much he'll moan about
anything.

I'm sure that's not true.

No, he just can't help saying what he
thinks. That's very straightforward.

Rather like you.

Well, what do you think?

It's a lot of work going through it. I
know that.

I mean, do you think you can help me
find someone to paint the mission?

I dare say Hugo would do it as a favour.

All right, I'll think.

Oh, I've had a long and tiring day, and
if I don't get a cup of tea this minute,

I shall... Oh, tell Big Brother all
about you. Don't patronise me!

I've been patronised up to here all
week, and I am sick of it!

I've worked hard for this hall, Jack.

I have bullied, pleaded, I've pulled
every string I could lay my hands on.

listened to fat pompous bishops droning
on about the sakesiness of charity and

generosity of the soul, and it's a pit!

It's in a place you didn't have before.

Yes, I know.

It will get better.

There's so much more work to be done and
I am so tired.

Come on.

Can I see you, Jack? I've got so much
more work to do. Yes, well, you can do

after we've had that cup of tea.

And a bun.

Never be charitable on an empty stomach.

Hello. Hello.

Did you have a nice time?

Gorgeous. We rode all the way from
Henley to Taplow.

It was beautiful.

Well, fresh air must agree with you.
You've gone quite pink.

Well, we had a glass of wine at dinner.

Where did you go?

Oh, just a little place in Maidenhead.

You don't mind, do you?

About you drinking wine or you out with
Sebastian in the first place?

Bee. All right, I'm not going to go on
at you, but you know I don't

trust him. He's terribly nice, honestly.

If you say so.

Beatrice, you know I said that Sebastian
was a pilot?

I seem to remember the subject coming up
once or twice, yes.

Well, he flies to Paris quite often.

How nice for him.

Yes.

Well, he's asked me if I'd like to go to
Paris with him to stay for the weekend.

What did you say?

Well, I said I'd have to ask you first.
Quite right.

It would be terribly respectable, Bea.
Absolutely proper. No nonsense.

Evie, how serious are you about
Sebastian?

Serious?

Not at all.

Are you sure?

I would hardly be going out with Hugo if
I was serious about Sebastian, now,

would I?

Well, how serious are you about Hugo,
then?

I'm not serious about anybody, Bea. I'm
just having a lovely time in the company

of several very nice people, that's all.

But I would like to go to Paris.

Yes, so would I.

How does that feel in the arms now?

Hmm, perfect.

Right, if you could just bear with me
while I take these pins out. No, it's

right. Don't rush.

What time is your husband calling for
you?

Oh, any minute now. He'll just have to
wait. Well, I'll just recut along those

pins and that should do it.

And are you going somewhere now?

Gloucestershire. We move to the country
every summer.

Sometimes I think it's the only way I
can bribe my husband to tear himself

from the belt at all.

Stop taking the boy's riding. Oh, is
that the silk for Queen Charlotte? Not

that, Evie's friend Hugo introduced us
to this man who makes of all things

chandeliers. Sold us his crystals.

We've had them made into beads.

Oh, how clever.

Captain White, I believe my wife is
here.

Come in, sir.

Oh, good afternoon, Captain White. Mrs.
White won't be a moment.

Tilly, could you just tell Mrs. White
her husband is there?

Please, sit down.

Philip, darling, you're always so
punctual. It really is most annoying.

Now, would the 14th be convenient for
your next appointment, Mrs. White? What?

That'd be fine.

11 o 'clock?

Goodbye, Mrs. White. Please excuse me.

11 o 'clock will suit me perfectly,
Evangeline. Right, thank you.

Hello.

Hello.

All right?

No, not really.

What's the matter?

Business.

I seem to be out of fashion.

I was all the rage for a couple of
years.

Now I've become an elf.

Can't you do something about it?

I suppose so.

Suddenly all seems so damn batuous.

Oh, I won't argue with that.

Anyway, what do you want?

What do you mean, what do I want?

Any reason you ever come round here?

Well, as a matter of fact, you're right.

I want... £6, 10 shillings and sixpence.
What on earth for?

Plumbing. I beg your pardon? Plumbing.

one gentleman's convenience, one lady's
convenience, and the odds and ends of

piping to make it all work.

Ben, I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Rubbish. I've just had to sack my
secretary because I can't afford to keep

I'm flat broke.

Broke?

I don't know how you can even use that
word with a straight face.

You've got a studio, a flat somewhere
else, you've got rooms full of

you have heating, lighting, three meals
a day.

Six pounds to you means cheaper
champagne for a month, that's all. How

Steady on, old thing.

What is all this?

What I have been reduced to, that's
what.

What everybody who was involved in the
mission has been reduced to.

To grounding favours from friends and
relatives, or even the most basic

amenities.

I just thought that you might like to
provide the plumbing.

All right.

Anything for a quiet life.

Six pounds worth.

Potentially gun victims.

Tell me, Bea, I might be able to help.

Amy, didn't you recognise him?

Who?

Captain White.

It's Philip.

Oh, not you, Philip.

I'll be not the one you're going to
marry.

The man I would have married if father
hadn't...

If father hadn't what? Well, he stopped
it. He forbade us seeing each other.

Oh, don't you remember the rows we had?

I was only young.

Why didn't he want you to marry him?

I don't know.

And I never saw him again.

And he promised faithfully he would
write and he never did.

Were you very much in love?

He's the only man I've ever loved.

Evie, we made... together, you know.

You see, I really believed that we were
going to be married.

Evie.

And now he's come back, Evie. I can't
face him again.

Jack!

Come on through.

What's this? Another film masterpiece?

Yep. I'm the master and the film's in
pieces. And which one's this?

The one about the maiden who goes mad
and does things with rat poison.

The one that'll hopefully open the doors
to a film studio, are you? Yep.

And the one with which I've had just
about enough for today.

The trouble with you and me, Hugo, is
we've both become unpleasantly cynical

our old age. It's one of the things I
most admire about Evangeline Elliot,

actually. Her complete lack of any kind
of cynicism. Nothing to do with her

bright eyes, then, I suppose.

And those, of course.

Actually, it's rather why I'm here. I
was wondering whether you and I might

across the corridor and try and persuade
the Madame Elliot to come and join us

for a bite of supper.

I'd rather not have it both, don't you,
old chap? Well, you're welcome to stay

and have a drink here if you like. Are
we out of favour?

I'm out of pocket.

I've had to pay off my secretary rather
handsomely. I've also had to buy two

public conveniences, plus piping.

Whatever for?

Not sure.

It seemed a good idea at the time.

Jack, Jack, the road to hell is paved
not with good intentions, but with

that seemed like a good idea at the
time.

I can stand being broke, Hugo.

And I can stand listening to your art
school philosophy.

What I can't stand is being sober at the
same time.

Edie, you promised you'd ask Beatrice. I
know.

I did try to ask her.

And?

And nothing, really.

She didn't say yes or no.

Sebastian, don't be cross.

It's terribly difficult.

Apart from anything else, Bea and I
planned a trip to Paris ourselves, which

didn't happen in the end.

Even if she didn't mind about you and I,
she's bound to feel a little hurt I'd

be going without her. Yes.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing.

It's just that it's starting to sound as
if you don't really want to go.

That's not true.

I do want to be with you.

I reserved your seat on the plane for
everything.

Please understand, Sebastian.

B's going through a difficult time. I'm
not interested in Beatrice.

I'm interested in you.

Ask her or don't ask her.

Make your own mind up for once.

Right, I'll be off now.

Unless you want me to help you finish up
in here? No, no, Madge, you go off

home. I'll finish. Thank you. Oh, who's
latter this time?

Captain White.

It's Captain White.

What? He'd like a word.

Yes, well, show him through, Madge.

In here?

I'm far too busy to stop what I'm doing.

I just don't know where I am with you,
Harper.

In a tea shop?

Don't you care how I feel at all?

Of course I do.

I just don't like talking about it all
the time. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean

bore you.

Sebastian, let's not spoil the day with
vows.

What do you want to do?

Why don't we go back to my flat?

Have some supper there later.

I don't think that's a very good idea,
Sebastian.

All right.

I don't actually mind what we do as long
as we can spend a bit more time

together. Please don't.

Don't what?

You're so intense all the time. Why not?
I feel intense.

I know.

Let's go and listen to that new Dixie
band at Ingram's.

I'll teach you how to dance.

Come on.

I don't mean angry. I'm sorry that
wasn't the right word. I felt

What? I thought I knew you better than
that. I thought you'd stand up to your

father instead of just letting
everything go.

Look, I didn't let anything go. Bitters,
you didn't even answer my letters.

What letters?

I didn't get them.

Bitters, I wrote to you once a week.

I thought you didn't care.

Every time we moved camp, I let you know
where you could reach me.

Beatrice, don't be angry with me. I have
no way of knowing. Philip, I am not

angry with you.

Do you know what he did?

Do you know what my father did? Every
morning I waited, every morning I went

into my father at breakfast and I would
ask him if there was any poet for me.

I can still see his patronising face.

He'd pat my hand and he'd say, I'm
terribly sorry, Beatrice, not today.

I did warn you.

And he must have burned them.

All these years I've fought, Philip.

And he destroyed them.

I'm so sorry. I'm behaving

stupidly. Wouldn't it be better if I
left?

No.

No, I'm all right now.

Philip, did you hate me terribly?

First, yes.

There wasn't Africa, only there because
of you.

I can't say I didn't feel bitter.

Sometimes I thought it had all been an
elaborate plan to get rid of me. Well,

you weren't far wrong there, were you?

And Sarah?

I met her 11 years ago.

I'd been working on a government project
and came back to this country to make

my report.

Met her at one of these dreadful
reception affairs.

She was beautiful. I was lonely. There
must have been more to it than that.

Yes.

There was.

She was strong.

Stood out a mile from every other woman
in the room.

Did you love her?

I still do.

Good.

I mean that, Philip.

From the moment I met Sarah, I liked her
enormously.

I couldn't have wished... Thank you.

Very well, I'll meet you in the White
Horse in half an hour's time.

It's not my company you want at all, is
it, Hugo?

I'll go and ask them if they'd like to
come for a drink.

See you later.

It just didn't happen, that's all.

I was too busy looking after Father and
Evie, running the house.

And I never had a chance to meet anyone,
let alone fall in love.

Do you know what hurts most?

I felt enormous resentment of my father
since he died. I felt anger and

bitterness.

But I've never really hated him.

Until tonight.

It's a terrible feeling, Philip.

I hate him for making me hate him.

Does that make sense?

Yeah.

Richard, I... Yeah. Oh.

Um... I just wondered if you and Evie
would like to come for a drink with Hugo

and me, that's all. No, thank you.

No.

Well, I'm sorry to interrupt.

Good night.

Good night.

I'd better go. You're taken.

You?

Philip, did you tell Farah you were
coming here? Yes, I told her I was going

settle accounts on my way to the club.

Well, you've certainly done that.

I meant financially.

You'd better write me a check, then.

Let's see a month.

Well, so far.

May I see you again?

What?

Weeping out all the time, that's all I
can say.

Philip, I don't know why... Please.

Yes.

Yes, all right.

Leave a message at my club.

Why shouldn't Bea have a gentleman
visitor?

She shouldn't have.

I'll just say I didn't expect her to.

Stop moping about it, for pity's sake.

You don't have any kind of understanding
with her, do you?

I'm not. Look at Evie and me. She's
obviously out with somebody else

you hear me droning on about it? Only if
they haven't given you the chance.

I realise she's a free agent.

She's not committed to me in any way,
nor I to her, and that's precisely the

it ought to be.

Are you trying to convince me or you?
Nothing.

Thank you.

I worry about her, Jack.

She's young, naive, impressionable.

I wouldn't like to see her falling into
bad company.

Like your own?

No.

For all you're spouting, you're just
jealous.

Is that a crime?

No, it's not.

But it is very irritating.

Especially as you seem to spend most of
your time pretending to be some sort of

artistic evangelist.

The trouble is, old son, Evie is young
and naive. She's quite likely to believe

you. I care a great deal for Evie. I'm
glad to hear it, because if you hurt

you'll have me to answer to.

But I'd better not give time. I didn't
want to interrupt anything.

Well, no, you weren't. I was only doing
some paperwork.

Only I saw the light on.

Single women on their own in a house
where people come and go as they please.

Including you, it seems.

Beatrice, I was worried about you.

No, you weren't.

You came over here to check up on me, to
see if my visitor was still here.

Well, go on, have a good look. See if
he's in the workroom, hiding under the

bench. That'd be absurd.

I'm entitled to have visitors, you know,
Jack.

I don't have to explain myself to
anyone, least of all to you. I'm not

you to.

Then why are you here?

Because it's late. I don't like to see
you working so hard.

Hello. What's everyone doing down here?

What time of night do you call this?

About a quarter to twelve, actually. I
shouldn't bother. I don't think she's in

the mood.

Evie, where have you been?

You know perfectly well I've been out
with Sebastian.

Till this hour?

You have no idea, do you? Gadding about
till all hours with young men.

Have you no thought at all for your
reputation?

I have every thought for it, Bea.

Which is precisely why I'm here just
before midnight, as opposed to just

breakfast.

Now, I don't know what it is that's
upsetting you, and you're obviously not

the mood to tell me.

But whatever it is, don't take it out on
me.

Shall I bank Captain White's cheque
while I'm in the high street?

Well, he hasn't paid already, has he?

Well, he said he was here to settle up
when he came round the other night.

Bee? Yes?

Just wondering if I ought to bank
Captain White's cheque.

Yes, if you like. It's in the drawer.

Right. Shall I be long?

Maybe you'll never guess. No, I probably
won't. I have just received an

invitation from Aunt Lydia.

Aunt Lydia?

She would like the pleasure of my
company for drinks this evening.

Without me?

Now, Evie, don't be jealous.

Well, you're not going to go, are you?

Why not?

She obviously wants some sort of
reconciliation.

Well, you've changed.

Well, you can't hold grudges forever,
you know.

You simply cannot imagine how gratifying
it is, Beatrice, to see

all one's expectations...

So happily fulfilled.

Good.

A great many of my friends do seem to be
wearing your creations these days.

Well, we do try to keep busy.

But you do have help, I understand.

You've taken on more girls.

That's right.

We have an excellent head sempstress.
Her name is Madge.

Actually, Beatrice, that brings me
rather neatly to the reason for our

tete -a -tete.

Oh, yes?

I've been having the most invigorating
clear out of my wardrobe.

And I wondered if there were any items
you might be interested in.

What for?

Your workroom girls, Beatrice.

They might be very grateful for some
good quality winter things.

Well, that's very kind of you, Aunt
Lydia.

But they are very adept at making their
own things.

Well, they might even be offended if I
were to offer.

Oh, dear.

I should have thought of that.

On the other hand, Penelope Maddox could
use them at her mission.

Mission? Yes.

She helps run a mission for the homeless
in the East End.

Then that's what I shall do.

Hello. I'm sorry I'm late.

That's all right.

We met some friends a few days after the
concert and decided to go for supper.

I should have telephoned, but... Doesn't
matter.

You're not cross?

No. Why should I be?

How's Hugo?

Never mind Hugo.

I'd like to know what happened to Aunt
Lydia's.

It was actually quite sad.

I get the feeling that she's been
totally isolated since after the trial.

And I think she sees us as some strange
sort of way back to life as it used to

be.

Hmm.

Trouble is, I see her as some strange
way back to life as it used to be.

I don't like it one little bit. Come
along, Evie. Have a little generosity.

I'd like to talk about going to Paris.

Paris? We spoke about it once before,
about Sebastian taking me to Paris for

weekend. You mean you were serious?

Yes, of course I was.

Don't be ridiculous, Evie. It's out of
the question.

And a young, unmarried, 20 -year -old
girl cannot possibly go to Paris on

chaperone with a young man. It simply
isn't done. It wouldn't be proper.

Oh. I see. But it's perfectly proper for
a middle -aged spinster to entertain

married men alone, at night, at work, is
it? Evie, that is not fair! I know it's

not fair!

Father did it to you, and now you're
doing it to me.

You may have paid the price for Father's
problems, B, but don't you dare expect

me to pay the price for yours. Go to
your room!

These and the clothes as well. What a
trooper you are, Lady Elliot. Well, I

spoke to Lady Bybrook on the telephone,
and she did say that cooking the temples

were a priority.

I should jolly well say so.

Well, come on in.

My tea.

Lady Elliot, for how good to see you
here.

Pop, how splendid.

One does what one can.

If I can be of any other assistance?

No, you only have to ask.

Your icy work today.

Well, are you free right now?

Oh, well, yes, I suppose I am.

How splendid.

You see, we've been given this
marvellous kitchen range that we can't

use until it's been scrubbed from top to
bottom.

So, you bring these lovely pots along
and I'll show you where it is.

Was your fault that we're dining without
business, hmm?

I'm afraid, sir, we haven't spoken for a
couple of days now.

I was just so angry about that parish
business.

I just opened my mouth and heard all
these vile words coming out.

It's probably a silly question, but have
you thought of apologising?

Of course I have.

Why are you looking at me like that?

When you apologized, were you thinking,
if I say sorry, she'll let me go to

Paris? Or were you thinking, I'll say
sorry because I'm behaving like a

child?

You're spoiling my dinner.

Top wanting to go to Paris.

You and Beatrice are too good a
partnership to waste on something like

You sort things out with her first, and
I'll think about the other business.

It's what godfathers are for.

Come in.

Hello, can I come in?

How was dinner?

Fine.

Deadman was sorry you weren't there.

I was sorry you weren't there.

Bea, I can't go on like this.

I know it's all been entirely my fault.

If there was any way I could turn the
clock back, I would.

Bea, please forgive me.

You're the last person in the world I'd
want to hurt.

Evie, don't sniff. Use a handkerchief.

I haven't got one.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

It isn't.

I knew how you were feeling, and I
deliberately used it against you, but I

how I was feeling against you, remember?

I was just upset that... that match -new
Philip was here, and I didn't.

And I was upset because you're young and
pretty.

That's even worse.

Evie, nothing happened between Philip
and I that night, really. You don't have

to tell me if it did. It's nobody's
business but yours.

But it is, Evie.

It's mine and Philip's.

And Sarah White's.

If we can just reach a decision about
the colour, then we're almost finished.

There's no hurry, Beatrice. I'm only
meeting Pip for lunch.

No.

I thought Captain White hated to be kept
waiting.

He does normally.

He's been much better lately. Hardly
seems to notice.

Oh, yeah?

Yes, it's strange.

He's... Deep in his own thoughts most of
the time.

There's obviously something very
difficult on his mind.

Perhaps he has a problem with his work.

Perhaps. I shouldn't have thought so,
though. He usually discusses those with

me. Yes, yes, that's the one.

Then again, maybe it's just that he's
missing Africa.

What do you think?

About what?

About Pip.

Well, yes, I think he's probably just
missing Africa.

Yes.

You may not ever need the loan facility,
of course, but it's always a good idea

to have it in place in case the need
should ever arise.

No, you're absolutely right, Desmond.

Tell me, how are things between you and
your sister?

Fine.

It was all a horrid, spiteful squabble
that should never have started in the

first place. However, it's all over and
forgiven on both sides.

I should think so, too.

Beatrice, Evie has been telling me about
this Paris adventure she was planning.

No, you hear me out.

I've had an idea.

Rose lives in Paris now, you know.

Your Rose? Mm -hmm. Her husband has got
a posting at the French Foreign Office.

They have a pledge just off the four
books on the room.

Yes.

If Evie agreed to stay with them, would
you consider agreeing to let her come?

How would Rose feel about that?

I'm sure she'd be delighted with the
company. She'd make an excellent

Well, it's a thought.

It's a very good thought.

Do I have an option?

Beatrice, you're always helpful.

Oh, isn't it exciting?

You'll love it, Evie. Paris at this time
of year, it's just magical.

I will be staying just near Pouveau
-Saint -Honoré. You know where that is?

Is that right bank, parallel to the
river?

All I know is that is where everybody
lives. Everybody who?

Bois, Poiret, Vionnet, Carota, all the
designers are there.

Evie, there is more to Paris than just
fashion.

Mondrian's exhibiting there at the
moment. Paul Clay's been hung all over

place. Go up to Sacré -Cœur.

Marks. Let's see what's going on on the
pavement.

It's all so exciting.

Anyway, I thought you liked abstract
art. I do.

I doubt very much if the bathroom's
going to find it terribly amusing.

You didn't tell me he was going with
you.

Oh, I did, didn't I?

I told you he was a pilot.

Well, yes, but...

He has just reserved me a seat on his
plane up north.

I'll be staying with my godfather's
daughter.

It's not terribly proper, you will.

Sebastian and I will merely be keeping
company for a few days, that's all.

You don't mind, do you?

No, of course not.

Are you sure?

It's terribly tedious going round the
galleries on one's own.

You're not even planning to tell us?

No.

When do you have to be there?

The day after tomorrow.

Right. You tell me what time and I'll
drive you to the aerodrome.

Really? Really.

That sounds like a jealous man.

I can't tell you how pleased I am,
Beatrice. You and Evangeline have done a

wonderful job. Thank you.

There. That's it.

Would you take those to the motor car
and wait for me?

There.

I think you'll find that correct.

Thank you.

Is it...

Too early to make an appointment for the
winter season yet?

Or would you feel happier if I went to
another establishment altogether?

I would prefer to continue as one of
your clients.

But I do appreciate how difficult it
must be for you, and I have no wish to

cause you all kind of embarrassment.

I don't know what to say.

Philip? He's a very special man,
Beatrice.

And I am fortunate enough to enjoy a
very close and happy marriage with him.

Oh, I know it must look odd from the
outside, but it bothers neither of us.

I've always known there was someone
important in his life before me.

I just didn't know who it was.

He hasn't betrayed you, Beatrice. He
wouldn't.

I guess that day he came to collect me.

The look on your face.

I'm sorry.

There's no need to apologize for
something that's not your fault.

I'm not going to ask if you're still in
love with him. It serves no purpose. And

besides, I could hardly blame you if you
were.

I am.

And seeing the woman you are, I think
I'd find it hard to blame him for still

being a little in love with you.

All I wish for, Beatrice, is no bad
feeling between

any of us.

How do you feel?

Sarah, I look forward to seeing you in
the autumn.

Thanks. I'm so glad.

Good day.

Are you sure you can take as much junk
on an aeroplane? Well, never you told me

I can't.

Now, have you got your passport and your
pocketbook? Yes, yes.

Come on, Bea, hurry up.

All right, Evie, let me make some lunch.
I wouldn't have cared.

Go on, you'll be late.

Do

I

have care for Hugo?

I will.

I'd like to speak to Captain Philip
White, please.

Hugo, will this contraption go any
faster?

What, like this, you mean?

Yes, Hugo.

Something like that.

I don't know what to do. First time in
my life.

Even when I thought it was over between
you and I, I may not have been happy,

but at least I knew what had to be done.

Whatever I thought you may have done to
me.

Beatrice, I never stopped loving you.

But I fell in love with Sarah. It was
different.

That's all.

She didn't replace you.

Did you ever really stop loving me?

No.

No, not really.

Come on, Evie, be fair.

Was your idea to try and break the land
speed record?

All I said was that we go marginally
faster than a gout with a snail.

It doesn't explode.

It does not explode. All that's happened
is the water and cooling system has

boiled right.

Well, what's the point in a cooling
system that boils?

Evie, it's not that simple.

For heaven's sake, just pour the water
on, Colbert. Be sitting down. Let it go

in. I can't pour cold water into a
boiling radiate.

It will crack the mech.

It's called differential contraction.

It would be.

She knows about us, Philip.

What?

Sarah.

She knows about you and me.

Not then.

Now.

You told her.

I didn't need to.

What did she say? Was she angry?

Angry? No, not in the least.

You really know her so little, Philip.

I don't know anything anymore.

Only that I love her.

And I still love you.

What is the hold -up, then? You're
supposed to take off in two minutes.

know. I'm still waiting for one of the
passengers to arrive. God, what a pity.

Who is it?

Someone special?

Well, yes, rather.

Is it the king?

Uh, no.

Is it the prime minister?

No, but... In that case, you take off in
two minutes.

We could have walked and got there
faster than this. Keep calm. I said I'd

you to the aerodrome, and I will.

Yes, but when?

Is this little Mitcham or long Mitcham?

OK,

two minutes.

That's it. Let's go.

Please, Roy. I said go. It took a minute
longer. I'm sure she'll be here. Look,

if you don't take that plane up, I'll
get Ian Logan to take it.

And all your other flights.

We never did say it properly last time,
did we?

What?

Goodbye.

I'm sorry, Evie.

Are

you

alright now?

Yeah, thanks.

Are you...

Beading show. Wonderful in the light,
Tilly.

What's that?

It's Mrs. White in our dress.

A georgette in crystal.

Oh, don't they make a handsome couple.

Tilly, put that silly thing down. I'll
put the door.

Madge, Miss Birdie will be here any
moment. Please make sure the fitting

sensible.

Hello, Evie.

Hello.

Evie, can I have a word? Of course.
Tilly, come and help Madge in the

room.

I'm sorry you were so disappointed
yesterday.

This is no consequence.

There will be other times. Sebastian
will be making the trip regularly.

Ah, well...

Really, I'm

most dreadfully sorry.

What's the matter?

Pilot Sebastian Pierce.

And two passengers were killed yesterday
when the aeroplane... Evie, you could

have been on that plane.

Would have been, in fact, if I... If you
what?

Well, if I hadn't, you know, stopped
you.

You'd have stopped me.

Well, in your own best interests, Evie.

I'm afraid I lied to you as well. I
nobbled the old motor myself and rather

our way on purpose.

It's just as well I did.

All things considered.

Get out.

What? Get out.

I think you'd better leave.

You,

I'm so sorry.

Are you?

You never really wanted me to catch that
plane. No.

You put him up to it.