All language subtitles for The House of Eliott s02e08

Oh, yes, this is very... very promising,
Alistair. I thought so.

The new factory is to be based just
outside Berlin.

Oh, that's excellent.

Yes, I think you may indicate that the
bank is willing to make a substantial

investment.

Profits, however, don't seem to be the
concern of Mrs. Raptor and Ben.

And I'm afraid they've fallen badly
behind again with the repayments on

loan. Well, then, regrettably, we shall
just have to foreclose.

It'll drive them into bankruptcy, of
course.

Banks would do quite well out of
saleable assets.

Well, I think that's all. Oh, apart from
the House of Elliot checks for your

signature. Oh, yes, of course.

Wint bringing them in regularly, is he?

Yes, although one would hardly say he
manages it with much grace.

Really? Well, perhaps we could consider
saving him the trouble.

After all, who knows how long the House
of Elliot will be in business.

I was rather hoping this coat would be
ready for Lady Exton's fitting tomorrow.

Oh, it will be. It's just that it took
me longer to cut than I thought.

I must admit, I'm not a patch on
Florence when it comes to cutting for

wear. I could really do with a proper
tailor to take over.

Has anyone seen Miss Evie this morning?

Oh, no, she ain't been in since I
arrived.

She wasn't in the flat when I knocked
earlier.

I expected her to be here by now.

Jack. Sorry about keeping you waiting.

Oh, thank you, Lily.

And some coffee, perhaps?

Come on through.

I was a little late arriving this
morning.

Came down from Montfort Hall.

Montfort? Elizabeth Well, I hope.

Yes.

Jack.

I spent the weekend at the Mill Cottage
with Evangeline.

Oh, Evie, there you are.

I expected you hours ago.

I need to talk to you about Dorian.

I never thought I'd find myself being
unfaithful.

But then again, I've never felt like
this before.

You'll be careful, won't you? I'd hate
to see either of them hurt, Elizabeth or

Evie.

Well, they're late to be saying that, I
suppose.

It's my fault. I shouldn't have told you
where she'd be.

I don't suppose that in the end,
anything would have kept us apart.

Even though I should anticipate the
possible consequences.

For your career, apart from anything
else.

Believe me, Jack, I know.

So, Beatrice is well, I'm glad.

You said on the telephone there was
something I might help you with.

Thank you, Lily.

Oh, yes, yes.

If you were kind enough to refer me to a
company lawyer, would you?

I wondered if you'd take a look for
yourself.

As you know, they're referred to some
dealings handled by the Gillespie

Bank.

She thinks they say there's some cause
for concern.

Oh?

I take it you enjoyed the cottage.

Yes, very much.

Oh, Bea, I didn't thank you for the use
of it. Thank you.

Did you and Jack have a good weekend?

It was all right, I suppose, but you do
realise, Evie, if Sir Royne is

dishonest, this could have all sorts of
implications for the house of Elliot.

That's why Jack has gone to see
Alexander.

Alexander? Lord Montford.

Evie, this is serious.

And perhaps the jot looser so as not to
restrict the diaphragm. Of course.

Thank you, Tilly.

I saw your last concert in Twaspa. The
Donizetti songs were superb.

How kind.

I keep coming back to this one.

But I'm not sure it isn't too young for
me. Oh, nonsense, Elizabeth.

It would suit you perfectly.

And it's ideal for your charity ball.

I'm not sure.

Oh, Evangeline.

Alexander does always say that ivory
suits me.

But I think it's too frivolous for me.
What do you think?

No, I don't think so.

Well, there is always the grey silk.

Or was that design you were working on
last week, Evie, the one you took to the

cottage to finish?

I'm sorry, the black marroquin, that
would suit Elizabeth, wouldn't it?

Um... Grace, I didn't know you were
here.

Elizabeth.

I see you're ordering some more
creations to add to your exquisite

Naturally. And don't tell me you're not
here to order something sumptuous for

yourself. Of course.

But my concert appearance has demanded
it.

Well, maybe I can persuade you to wear
something in a good cause. It's just

seeing you has given me an idea.

Another of your charitable efforts.

Well, we could sell an awful lot more
tickets if you'd agree to be guest of

honour. And perhaps sing.

I'd love to.

It's the 30th of next month.

Yes, I'll be back in England then. Oh,
that's wonderful.

You'll buy some tickets, won't you? I
certainly will. And Alice is a music

lover. I'd be delighted, especially if
Miss Vosper's singing.

And Evangeline.

You'll come, won't you?

Um, I'm not sure. It rather depends.

You do.

Alexandra and I have hardly seen you
since your visit to Montfort Hall.

Oh, Evie, you'll go, won't you?

Yes, of course I will.

Put the trimmings ready for Lady Exton's
fitting.

Seems I've read full of jolly robins
today.

Yeah, well, it's full of something,
anyway.

Or somebody.

Oh, plastic!

Did you not have a word with Miss Bea
about getting a tailor?

Yeah, they're trying to find one.

I can manage the straightforward stuff,
but since the last collection, they're

all ordering the tailored day wear.

Yeah, well, at least it keeps us all in
work, though, eh?

Mr. and Mrs. Maddox and Miss Elliot,
your bonkers.

Jack.

Beatrice.

Good to see you.

Evangeline, how are you?

Nervous. I didn't realize the Treasury
could be so intimidating.

And Jack, did say you sounded serious on
the telephone.

That's because I've made some rather
serious discoveries.

Do sit down.

Broadly, my preliminary inquiries appear
to confirm what you thought, Jack.

Depositors' money has been drawn off
into other company accounts, all of

exist in name only, and all of which
have Ralph Soroyan named as director.

That's tantamount to stealing.

There is another worrying aspect, as far
as the House of Elliot's concerned.

Well, I can't believe it could get any
worse.

Are you saying that he's already
defrauded the House of Elliot? Not that

would appear.

But we did find that quite a few
legitimate companies have been taken

the bank.

when they failed to meet the somewhat
rigorous rates of repayment on loans

they'd been made.

Like the loan we have.

Is that what Sir Royan is trying to do,
take us over?

That may be his ultimate aim.

But, Alexander, can't the Treasury stop
him?

I'm afraid at this point the Treasury
couldn't become involved.

I don't understand. Jack has already
brought you proof.

Is it not enough?

How damning as it may seem, there may be
ways that this could be explained away.

I'm sorry, Beatrice.

But for me as a government minister, or
the Treasury as a body to become

involved, we really would need much more
evidence before an official inquiry or

a referral to the police.

In other words, both the institutions
you represent are totally ineffectual.

See, I am sure Alexander is trying to
help.

That's all right, Evangeline.

In a way, Beatrice is right.

Without more substantial evidence, my
hands are tied.

I could try and get you more. It would
certainly help.

Without it, the consequences of
undertaking an official investigation

Bankers, highly regarded as Gillespie
Soroyan, could be calamitous. Meanwhile,

we sit and wait for calamity to fall on
everything that we have worked for.

Thank you very much, Alexander.

Sorry. Thank you, Alexander.

If I can, I will bring you more proof.

I want to help, if I can.

I know.

I've missed you.

When will I see you again?

You do want to see me again.

Do you imagine I think of anything but
being with you?

I must go. When will I hear from you?

Thank you very much.

Well,

confident enough.

Although we do need a tailor with
experience.

Well, this next applicant's done a
promising, Evie.

Oh, I'm not even sure we should be
thinking of employing anyone, Evie, with

things as uncertain as they are. Bea, we
have enough orders to merit a tailor

cutter.

I suppose you're right, but I just hate
the fact that we or anyone we employ is

going to face an uncertain future.

Bea, we can't know what will happen. We
can only carry on as we are.

I suppose so.

The next applicant has arrived, Miss
Elliot.

Show him in, please, Joseph.

Would you like to come through?

Honestly, Agnes.

That one looks just like Valentino in
it. Thank you, several. Too young, then.

Miss B and Miss E will be looking for
someone who knows what they're doing.

Aren't we all?

Oh, Agnes, don't you ever learn?

Do I take it your friend at the Treasury
wasn't much help then, Mr Maddox?

He would genuinely like to be, but...

I'm afraid what he really needs are the
auditors' accounts for these fictitious

companies.

Well, it wouldn't be as easy as last
time.

They'll be in Sir Ryan's private office.

I'm not asking you to do it, Joseph.

I'll do it, not least for Sir Desmond's
memory.

He was a fine man.

I know you never thought he was
dishonest.

That I'll never believe.

Beatrice and Evie, myself, we do greatly
value what you've done for us, but none

of us could or would ask you to take any
more risk on our behalf.

I know that, Mr Maddox.

Let's just say I'll see what I can do.

Now, Miss Vosper thinks she's decided to
wear the black georgette for the

charity concert, so perhaps we could
finish that one first. Right, but I'll

the others ready just in case she
changes her mind. Very good.

Excuse me, ladies.

That one suit you then, Agnes?

Oh, no.

I wouldn't want to sit looking at him
all day.

like this one.

Oh, and that one.

That's a beautiful cut.

Look, how about hands?

I'm very impressed by his attitude.

He's a lot of experience, Evie.

Well,

there's no contest, really.

I think you're right.

But to be on the safe side, I think we
offer a three -month trial period just

begin with. Agreed.

Well, that's settled, then.

Good morning, ladies.

Good morning.

Everyone, this is Mr. Charles Kwan, who
is joining us, as from today, as Taylor

Catter.

This is Madge Althorpe, our head of
workroom. How do you do?

And Tilly Foss, our head censor.

How do you do?

Ladies?

Hello?

Oh, Bea, it's you.

For the collection? Well, yes, I've...
Had a few ideas. Nothing definite at the

moment, though.

That sounds good.

B, would you mind if we spoke about this
tomorrow?

I could put the whole morning aside. We
could discuss it properly then.

Good. All right, well, I'll see you in
the morning, then.

Good night.

Good, you're home.

I've just been talking to Evie about the
collection.

We're going to start in earnest on it
tomorrow.

Good. At least one of us will be
occupied over the coming month.

Jack, what's the matter?

The cinema audiences aren't interested
in a half -beaten story anymore. Not

according to the studio, anyhow.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Couldn't you show it to somebody else?

It's the same everywhere.

Studios here aren't even making that
many pictures anymore. Everyone's

to... Hollywood or Germany.

And when they do make one, they're only
interested in mass audience appeal.

Well, I suppose they do have to cater to
people's tastes. They are not catering

to people's tastes, Bea. They are
creating a taste for mediocrity.

You think I'm being self -indulgent?

No, I just think you're taking what is,
after all, your first setback rather

badly.

Because I want my work to have some
merit.

Jack, let's not quarrel. No, no, no, no.
Mustn't get too emotional with each

other, must we? No. Let's not talk about
anything. It actually matters.

I just don't think you want to discuss
this rationally, that's all.

Perhaps tomorrow we can talk properly.
Seems highly unlikely.

Can't actually remember when we last
did.

Are you sure you can't stay for
breakfast?

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

Because I must learn to get used to
this.

I love you, Evie.

And I will get used to it.

If I was an honorable man, I wouldn't
let you.

I'd end this right now for your sake.

You are honorable.

It doesn't feel much like it.

Do you still love Elizabeth?

I don't want to destroy her.

And a scandal would destroy us all.

Do you want me to finish this?

No.

No, if you can bear not to.

No, I can't.

When will I see you again? Tonight?

No.

I can't even say when.

Well, if you're here, Raleigh.

Yes. I thought I'd catch up with some
paperwork. It's easier when it's quiet.

Well, don't let me disturb you.

There.

That all seems to be in order.

Are you off to the bank right away,
Joseph?

Yes, Miss Elliot, unless there's
anything else.

No. I just hate the fact that every
cheque I write has to be countersigned

Thoreau, and that's all, Joseph.

So do I, Miss Elliot.

But it could have its advantages.

Thank you, Wint.

I'll pass them on to Mr. Soroyan for
signature.

Yes, Mr. Weaver.

There. That went quick.

Cutting isn't just a skill, Madge. It's
an art.

One has to move with the design.

If the garment is to sweep, one must
sweep along with it. Not according to

old Florence.

Oh, she was a stickler.

Like this little alteration, she'd make
you redo the whole twirl.

She got knocked down, you know, by a car
right outside.

Yeah, so I understand.

Most unfortunate.

By sad coincidence, the first Mrs Quant
succumbs to an automobile accident.

Oh, that's terrible.

So, you're married again, then?

I mean, you said the first, Mrs Kwong.

Not yet, Madge.

But I am just about to.

Unless something untoward should get in
the way of my plans.

Well, I must say, Charles Quance is
proving a very good investment.

Hmm?

Oh, yes, he is.

Evie, are you doing anything tonight?

No. Well, I'm not sure.

Well, why not come to supper?

We could make an evening of it.

Bea, would you mind very much if I
didn't?

I was, um, thinking of doing some work
on the collection this evening.

Oh, well, I shan't disturb you from
that.

Good night, then.

Good night.

I'll hand these over to my friend at the
Treasury as soon as I can.

I hope they help, Mr Maddox.

I don't think my nerves would stand up
to another mission of that sort.

It's much appreciated, believe me.

Now, don't misinterpret this, Joseph,
but I would like to thank you properly

all you've done.

I couldn't possibly, Mr Maddox. Please.

Use it to treat the family.

I know you mean it well, Mr Maddox, but
I'd really rather not.

It'll be all the reward I need if those
files implicate Sir Royan.

I found the rag -tip and band -aids you
were asking for.

Oh, thank you, Ernest. By the way, could
you let me have the Prescott and

company file and the Wakeford file when
you finish with them?

But I don't have them.

Well, I think you must have. At least
they're not in the cabinet.

That's odd.

I'll have them checked.

I'm grateful.

Well, I mustn't keep you.

Evangeline. Is she well?

You haven't seen her?

Too tied up, mostly.

She is still intending on going to this
charity concert of Elizabeth's.

As far as I know.

I hope so.

Can't be easy for you.

You haven't... I mean, you haven't
discussed it with Beatrice, my

with Evie.

These days, Beatrice and I discuss very
little of any consequence, I'm afraid.

Both too busy, you know.

No, you needn't worry. I shan't discuss
it with anyone.

It's hardly my business.

Now, my lords, ladies and gentlemen, I
understand you are to be offered

amounts of champagne as an inducement to
donate stupendous amounts to this

evening's very worthy cause.

Come along, my dear. I want you to meet
the ambassador.

I think it's gone very well, don't you,
Alexander?

Good evening, Alexander.

You've worked very hard to make it, if
it's so.

Come along, Ralph.

I doubt you'll look so relaxed once the
police investigation gets underway.

There is to be one.

I passed them the files you gave me.

It seemed to be what they needed.

But I'm not at liberty to say any more
just now.

Yes, it's been marvellous, and
everyone's been so generous. It's been a

success. Elizabeth.

Oh, no, thank you, darling.

But look, Evangeline is all on her own.

She hasn't got an escort, and I'm not
sure how many people she knows.

Well, if you're sure.

Yes, I am.

Go and introduce her to some people.

Please. Thank you.

Jack, aren't you working on a new film
at the moment? Not at the moment.

I do have something in mind.

It's still rather vague, but it has
possibilities.

You haven't a drink.

Thank you.

Oh, and there's someone I should very
much like you to meet.

Of course.

You don't mind, do you? Not at all.

I shan't keep her long.

Jack, I didn't know you had a project in
mind.

I haven't.

But you know as well as I do how
important it is to keep up appearances.

I'm not sure this isn't worse than not
seeing you at all.

When will we see each other again
properly?

I'm hoping to be able to get away on
Thursday evening.

I'm thinking, if you can manage to get
away for a weekend, you should go to the

cottage. I hadn't thought about it. Bea,
we need to talk.

Tuesday will be fine. Then Tuesday it
is.

And I did so enjoy the concert the other
night, Miss Watford.

Not quite so much as the young Miss
Elliot, I think.

But perhaps that had more to do with the
company she was in than with my

singing.

I'm not sure that I understand you.

Oh, come now, Alice.

There are definite sparks when she and
Alexander Montford are with one another.

Oh, no, no, no. I really don't think so.

That's quite absurd.

So it wouldn't be politic to spread any
rumours. Rather late for that, I'm

afraid.

I've already heard comments, shall we
say.

I'm afraid we'll need the key to the
cabinet as well, sir.

We do have authority from the highest
level to remove all files necessary to

investigation, sir.

Yes, well, we shall see just how high
your authority goes when my call to the

Treasury comes through.

Alexander!

I asked to be put through to Lord
Monmouth.

I understand.

Ralph Theroyan.

Will you please tell him that it's
extremely urgent if I speak to him?

Thank you.

The key, sir, if I may.

Thank you, Alice.

You caught that Lady Mourner's
appointment. Has she made another?

No, I'm afraid not.

She said she'd be patronising another
house in the future.

Alice, what on earth went wrong?

It really wasn't my fault.

Well, it's patently obvious. Something
must have happened to drive her away.

You do know, don't you?

Alice, I want to know.

There are rumours concerning Miss
Evangeline and her relationship with

Montford.

Evie and Alexander Montford? But that's
preposterous.

And I'd have thought better of you,
Alison, that you choose to believe such

idle, not to say dangerous, tittle
-tattle.

I wouldn't have, except that the rumours
have been confirmed by my own

observation.

Some weeks ago, I saw Lord Montford
leaving the flat early one morning.

I didn't think you knew.

And I really wouldn't have mentioned it.

It's just that word is spreading.

And a scandal could do both your sister
and the house of Elliot a great deal of

harm.

Please don't think ill of me, Miss
Elliot.

But since you pressed me, I felt you
should know.

Thank you, Alice.

Thank you, sir.

This is exactly what to look for. They
can't have.

Not unless someone lets something slip.

I'd hardly incriminate myself.

You? You've been talking to anyone?

Of course not.

So why are they so suspicious?

I don't know, but I intend to find out.

If we keep our heads, we can see this
through.

Don't worry, I will talk to Mumford.

She won't miss it all quite amicably.

I think between the two of us, we are
coming very close to what we need for

collection.

Evie, we need to talk.

Of course.

I do realise some of these designs need
refining. Not about the collection.

About Alexander.

Are you having an affair?

Did Jack tell you?

Jack knows.

Bea, we love each other.

Love? Is that what you call it? Yes.

And what's the rest of the world going
to think, Evie? Have you asked yourself

that?

What has this got to do with the rest of
the world?

Alexander loves me for the first time in
my life. I know that this is right.

How can it be right, Evie? He is
married.

Have you any idea of the habit this
could wreak?

What about Elizabeth?

Her position in society?

Alexander's career?

Us?

We know the risks we're taking.

Oh, you do?

So you realise you could end up being
dragged through divorce court, cited as

-respondent, forever surrounded by
gossip.

And what effect will that have on the
business, Evie?

The business?

That is all you ever think about, your
precious house of Elliot.

It's more to you than anything or
anybody, even your own husband. How dare

How dare I what? Speak the truth?

Well, at least...

Jack still recognizes love and
happiness, even if you don't.

And I am grateful to Jack for bringing
Alexandra and me together.

because surely this truth of the miners'
union can't hold for much longer.

And it's a cold commitment from Port D.

Gentlemen.

Alexander, might I have a private word?

As a matter of fact, I was just about to
go into dinner.

Oh, this won't take a moment.

I just wondered if you'd go through any
light on this ridiculous investigation.

I knew if I had a word with you...
Forgive me, but the matter is now in

hands and not one that I can or would
wish to discuss when I'm at leisure.

Good. You're home.

I got something special on the go for
supper.

Well, you seem in a good mood. I am.

I've been working on some new ideas.

I thought it might have been your role
as matchmaker

that's put you in such a good mood.

So Evie was telling the truth when she
said you were instrumental in bringing

her and Alexander together. No, I was
not instrumental. I happened to mention

Alexander that Evie would be at the
cottage, no more than that.

Our cottage?

You let them use our cottage for their
liaison?

Just how irresponsible can you be?

Do you realise what you've done?

I can't believe you didn't foresee the
consequences of this. Can't you really?

You astound me. After all, you're the
one who's always telling me how

irresponsible I am.

But not to tell me, Jack. How could I,
even if I'd wanted to?

We never see each other, let alone talk.

The police have demanded the Berlin
files.

How?

How could they possibly know about that?
How could they know about any of it?

Well, this will damn us for sure. Too
late to get rid of them now.

In any case, the worst thing we can be
seen to be doing is panicking.

Maria.

What is this?

I'll have these sent for you.

Aren't you being somewhat over -hasty,
my dear?

Hasty departures are sometimes the
wisest, Ralph, and I really do think,

the circumstances, this is one of those
times.

You disappoint me.

You've been listening to rumours.

It isn't a problem when people listen to
rumours, Ralph, only if they believe

them.

It really is hard to buy loyalty, isn't
it?

Bye, Ralph.

This is a bonus.

I didn't think you'd be able to get away
tonight. You know I spent as much time

with you as I can.

I know.

How are things between you and Beatrice?

Distinctly cool.

Although she does seem to have cheered a
little since the Florian investigation.

Evie, I don't want to alarm you, but...
Well, I think you and Beatrice should be

warned. About what?

They will arrest Thorion, won't they?
Oh, most certainly, but that may not be

the end of the matter as far as you and
Beatrice are concerned.

Financially, I mean.

To put it bluntly, the bank's affairs
are in a state of collapse.

You mean we could lose our money?

Evie, I'm doing everything I can to make
sure that the House of Elliot doesn't

become a victim.

But, well, yes, I think you should be
prepared to face the worst.

Alexander thought we should know.

We could lose everything.

Well, he did say that he couldn't be
sure, but apparently Sir Ryan's left

with the bank in such a mess.

Bea, I don't think there's anything more
that Alexander can tell us if you think

you're going to see him.

I'm not, but I can't just sit here while
everything crashes about our ears,

Evie.

I'm going to be Sir Ryan, and I think
you should come with me. Bea, what good

can that do?

I don't know, but there must be
something, some way he can make sure he

drag the house of Elliot down with him.
All right.

Let's get Jack to go with us. No, I'll
go alone if you won't come with me

How very unexpected.

May I offer you anything?

Yes.

An assurance, perhaps, that our business
will not be destroyed by your

dishonesty.

Oh, do please sit down.

You have dragged our affairs into a
criminal investigation. We just need to

that we're not going to suffer for it.

Do you really imagine, when my own
reputation is at stake, that I would

myself with the affairs of a couple of
frockmakers?

You're as naive as Gillespie.

How dare you even mention his name?

Sir Desmond took his own life because of
your dishonesty.

He was weak, he was sentimental, and he
was a fool.

I think his death was probably a
merciful release.

If Sir Desmond had nothing to fear, why
did he kill himself?

There'd be no reason.

There's no evidence.

There's no evidence to implicate me in
his death.

He murdered me.

I don't think that the police will find
this quite so amusing.

The speculation of two women?

They may. They may.

Not if they have reason to look for
evidence.

And we intend to make sure they do.

Come on, Evie.

How could you do this to us?

Evie?

Ladies?

Sorry, my dear.

And there was something I wanted to talk
to you about.

It's this mess at the Gillespie Soroyan
Bank.

A lot of people are going to lose a
great deal.

The Elliotters is among them, I
understand.

Hmm.

Actually, it was then that I wanted to
talk to you about.

That is one of them.

Evangeline.

Oh?

Well, it's just that I overheard the
silliest thing.

Do look at me, Alexander.

It's hard enough to have a conversation
without your head being stuffed in some

government papers or whatever they are.
I'm sorry.

You overheard something you said?

Some Vasco got it, that's all.

Only it isn't the first.

And it is well disturbing to hear one's
husband's name being bandied about.

Oh? In what context?

Not a very nice one.

Rumour has it that you're having an
affair with Evangeline Elliot.

Alexander?

Are you having an affair with
Evangeline?

Never could lie to me, could you?

Elizabeth. No.

Not now.

Not now.

Yes.

The chief constable.

Yes, he's very well put him through.

Yes.

Not good news, I'm afraid.

It appears that Zoroian has escaped to
rest.

Well, can't he be traced?

Perhaps. But it's not likely he can be
brought back into the country to face

trial. He's left the country? So it
would seem.

And I'd be surprised if he hasn't
already been given a completely new

I have no doubt he's amongst friends who
can arrange such things.

I find it hard to believe a man like him
has friends.

Not so surprising when you know who
those friends might be.

During police investigations, we found
that Soroyan had profited immensely from

the war.

Some of those profits emanated from
connections he had in Germany, profits

had originally helped set up the bank,
without, I may say, Sir Desmond's

knowledge. The traitor is worth a thief.

We also discovered that some of the
bank's money is still being invested in

manufacturing over there.

Then clearly Germany is where he's
headed for.

Yes.

Bringing him back to face charges, well,
as I said, it's unlikely.

Even when the charge is murder?

He did all but confess to killing Sir
Desmond.

There must be some way of bringing him
to justice for it. But Bea, despite any

extradition agreement, Alexander's
already explained how difficult it would

to find him, let alone bring him back.

What I can do, in the light of what
you've told me, is to make it public

your late godfather was innocent of any
fraud or malpractices.

It's a posthumous exoneration.

It's better than nothing, Bea.

But what of the living? Where does this
leave us as far as the House of Elliot's

finances are concerned?

Well, the loan you had from the bank can
be written off, but it's entirely

possible that your savings and
investments can never be retrieved.

Well, we still have the business.

For how much longer, I wonder?

As if we haven't enough difficulty.

You two are busy jeopardizing our
reputation with your affair.

That is unforgivable after everything
Alexander's done for us.

Once again, I must apologize for
Beatrice.

The business is everything to her.

We'll meet again soon, I hope.

Come, Evie.

I'll have to go and see if she's all
right.

But, Evie, I must see you.

Tomorrow evening?

You all right?

I expect so. Although Evie is so
obviously besotted, I'm going to have to

everything on my own.

I could take you out to lunch.

We could discuss then.

That's too much to do.

We will talk at the weekend as you
suggested, Jack.

Goodbye.

I hadn't pretended that you were coming.

It's just difficult for me to get away.

Although subterfuge seems a little
futile under the circumstances.

What do you mean?

I mean Elizabeth knows.

How?

We've been so careful.

Gossip? Rumour?

And when she confronted me, well, I
couldn't lie to her.

I think it was the worst moment of my
life.

I know this sounds selfish, but I can't
help thinking what this means for me.

What will happen to us, I mean.

Alexander, do you still love me?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

What are we going to do?

I don't know, Evie.

I really don't.

I don't know what to say.

You knew neither of us was happy.

Yes.

I suppose I hoped it would somehow just
get better.

I knew things weren't exactly right
between us.

But you haven't been lonely like I have,
have you? I even envied Alexandra and

Evie.

You mean you thought of having an
affair?

No, I envied their passion, their need
for each other. You and I were... We're

so distant from each other.

I thought if we had children, it might
perhaps bring us back together.

Jack, I want children.

But I want what a career gives me, too.
I know.

And I want a wife who needs me more than
anything.

Who wants to have our family.

So what are we to do?

Which one of us?

I have to compromise, Jack.

Neither of us can. I know that. I've
thought about it long and hard.

It's just impossible.

So what are you saying?

I'm saying that I think it would be
better for both of us if we separated.

I suppose you think it's all my fault.

It's not a question of apportioning
blame, B.

We both want different things. Some time
apart, we'll give it the chance to see

whether we really want those things more
than we want each other.

Well, if that's what you want... That's
not what I want. None of it's what I

want. It's just the way it's become for
you and me.

So when should all this happen, then,
this separation?

Straight away, I think.

I don't see any point in prolonging it,
do you?

No points at all.