All language subtitles for The House of Eliott s03e09

Thank you.

And then I sang the sky like they still
wouldn't let me go. And the landlord,

he's calling time, gentlemen pleasing,
everyone, they're yelling, they're

clapping. And then I sang, Father, come
home.

I don't mind waiting here a little
while, Agnes, but I ain't standing here

day. I'm sorry.

Just a little bit of concentration won't
go a miss.

Here, look at this.

House of Elliot requires many duress for
Bay's water workroom, producing best

quality ready -to -wear garments.

I must be experiencing supervision of
staff.

Oh, well, it makes sense. It's been
chaos trying to run those places, Miss.

You think they'd get one of us to do it?

Well, you're the one with experience.

Give this Lady Cobra's gun or I'm going
to be late.

I'm a little worried about the drop
back.

My ankle seems so bare. Oh, nonsense.

It suits you perfectly, Lady Cobra.

I should have learned to trust your
judgment by now, shouldn't I?

Now, I should like to make an
appointment for you to see my mother.

I want her at my party, and she really
has nothing suitable.

Certainly. Tilly, would you fetch the
appointment's diary, and we'll sort that

out now.

Miss Elliot, I was rather hoping that
you would visit her at my house.

Well, we don't normally. My mother is
approaching 80 and confined to a

wheelchair most of the time.

I would consider it a favour.

Well... In that case, I'm sure we can
arrange something for next week.

This Friday would suit.

Well, whatever appointments I had on
Friday, I now have to cancel them. I've

been summoned to the Kroger house.

Really? To visit Phyllis's ageing
mother.

I don't really mind visiting, as long as
it doesn't become a habit.

He sounded just like father.

Oh, Evie, I didn't.

Mind you, if Daniel continues to
disgrace himself in front of important

we may find ourselves having to visit.

That is not fair.

You said yourself you had misjudged
Daniel.

It just takes a little time to get to
know, that's all.

Well, you'll have plenty of time.

And what do you mean by that?

We've decided to get married.

It still comes as quite a shock when it
happens, though.

He had a minor heart attack a year ago,
but he'd been taking life easier since

then. We all thought Lovett was a good
man, he was a good politician.

Which brings me to the inevitable
question of the by -election.

Archie was standing for Newford.

Yes, of course.

It's been a couple of months' time,
hasn't it? The 14th of February.

The point is, the ILP needs a new
candidate.

Lovett was very impressed with you,
Jack.

You're suggesting I take his place?

It's not quite as easy as that.

But I am suggesting that you put
yourself forward to the General

selection as a candidate.

Various other groups within the party
will want to field their own candidates,

of course. The TUC, the Women's
Movement. You would have to convince the

Committee that you had the best chance
of gaining the seat.

Tom, I'm tempted, but I hadn't expected
to make a decision about this so soon.

I'd like time to think about it before I
give you an answer.

Of course.

But don't think for too long.

He really did.

No, please. Thank you.

A toast.

Two toasts, in fact. The first to
Beatrice and Jack. It was such a lovely

evening. To Beatrice and Jack.

Thank you.

And secondly, to Daniel and Evie. To
Daniel and Evie.

Congratulations.

Daniel, thank you for asking me to be
the best man.

I've always known I was better than you,
but it's quite nice to have it admitted

in public.

No, really, congratulations, apparently.

Thank you.

Why don't we all retire to the drawing
room and Dorothy can bring us some

coffee.

Evie.

Evie, look, I know I've made a bit of an
ass of myself in the past, but I really

do hope you and Daniel will be happy
together.

Well, thank you, Marth.

A professional politician?

Is that your ambition?

I think that this is the logical
conclusion of everything I've been

say. Oh, that you're nothing but a
middle -class dilettante?

It's not to the point, as usual.

If I don't say it, someone else will.
True.

Who else is standing there? Do you know?
The PUC are putting Godfrey Simpson

forward as a union leader, strike
veteran, very experienced campaigner.

not really suitable for the Newford
constituency, darling. You said so

And the other candidate is Lillian
Brownlow.

Supproject? Feature? Writer?

Lillian Brownlow?

Don't you want to be the woman who
introduced Panzer Woman to you?

Yes, she's very impressive.

The point being that even if I do decide
to stand, it'll be a miracle if I get

selected. But supposing you do, what
happens then?

Then I stand in the by -election against
the John Cobra.

You don't fight easy battles, I'll say
that for you.

Does he know that you're standing for
selection?

I don't think so. Why?

Well, his wife is a very good client of
ours.

I know her, obviously, but I've never
met him. What's he like? John Cobra.

Oh, big industrialist, philanthropist.
Owns Cobra Copper.

You're very well informed?

Not really.

I know him through my father.

They were colleagues at one time. My
father helped fund his miners' welfare

hospital in northern Rhodesia.

So the man's a thoroughly good egg.

As far as we know.

When does your party choose its
candidate, Jack?

Soon.

How soon?

Three weeks.

But I have to let Tom Patterson know my
decision tomorrow.

Good afternoon. Good afternoon.

Thank you so much for coming. What a
magnificent house.

Thank you.

It was renovated by my great -great
-grandfather in the days of George II.

Wonderful in summer, of course, but
quite impossible at this time of the

Which is why one tries to spend as much
of one's time in Bearrick as possible.

My mother has her own apartment on the
first floor. If you'll come this way.

I hope you'll make allowances for my
mother, Miss Elliot.

Old people do tend to develop, shall we
say, a rather difficult manner.

I'm sure we'll get along splendidly.

Mother!

May I present Miss Beatrice Elliot,
who's come to help you choose a gown for

reception. My mother, Lady Maud
Westlake.

Lady Westlake, how do you do?

Delighted to meet you.

Who's that?

This is my fitter, Mrs Tilly Foss.

Mother, we agreed.

Miss Elliot has some beautiful designs
to show you. I'm not interested.

Miss Elliot and her fitter have come all
the way from town to see you.

Let me show you this, Lady Westlake.

It arrived from China only last week.
Isn't it beautiful?

I can't apply for the job.

Why not?

Because.

If they wanted me as manager, they'd
have asked me in the first place. That's

why. They're going to advertise me all
over the paper.

You don't know that.

The only way to find out is to write in
and see.

What if I did apply and they turned me
down?

Could be I've told me head up in here
again.

Would the asymmetric collar work on the
black coat?

Well, try and see.

How's the singing going, Agnes?

Loving every minute, Mr Bannister.

Packing them in down the pig and
whistle, I am.

Good.

I'm down there tonight if you fancy
coming along and having a listen.

Oh, I can't. I'm afraid I've got other
plans.

Maybe Miss Evie would like to hear you
sing.

Yes, I might.

Stephanie, isn't it?

Yeah.

Well, I mean, why shouldn't she come?

I mean, I'm an artiste, just like her,
am I?

In my own way.

Would you like a little more fullness in
the skirt, Lady Westlake?

Because I'm a cripple.

No, because I think it would look rather
elegant with the draped neck that

you've chosen.

Oh, dear, is it please?

I shan't be showing my face at her
ridiculous party, anyway.

Oh, really?

I thought it all sounded rather grand.

A tea party for tradesmen.

Yes.

I suppose you would.

If I could just take a few measurements,
Lady Westlake.

No. You've been very patient with us,
and I know that you're tired, but we

really... Oh, get on with it.

Get on with it.

How are you getting on?

Lady Westlake has chosen this design in
black.

Oh, yes.

Just the thing.

Terribly elegant.

Miss Elliot, come and have tea in the
drawing room. My husband's just arrived

back. He'd like to meet you. Thank you.

Please excuse me, Lady Westlake.

I'm not completely helpless, you know.

Her ladyship has her tea now. Yours is
ready in the kitchen.

Thank you.

My mother finds the 20th century very
hard to cope with.

Her heyday was in Delhi in the 1880s.

She adored her life there.

Hundreds of servants, balls, receptions
every night.

She was heartbroken to leave.

Why did she leave?

Me.

When I was ten, I nearly died of
cholera.

Father doted on me and declared that
India was no place to bring up a child,

insisted that Mother and I return to
England.

He stayed on in India.

We never saw him again.

He died within the year.

Mother has never really forgiven me.

She hates this house, the cold, the
rain.

How very sad.

And of course she loathes my husband.

Ah, John.

Come and meet Miss Elliot.

Sir John, I'm delighted to meet you.

I've heard a lot about you, Miss Elliot.

Every time I write a cheque, it seems to
have your name on it.

John, Miss Elliot has persuaded Mother
to choose a gown for the ball.

Where's your magic wand? In the umbrella
stand?

No, I'm very grateful. A lot of
important people coming to this

be very disappointed if they didn't meet
the old trout.

Hello, Barney. All right, listen.

Here. Do you like that new book of songs
I gave you?

but I didn't understand the one about
the poor little witch girl.

We'll go through it later, after
closing, see if I can help.

Barney, do you think I'm any good?

I mean, really.

Yes, I do, sweetheart.

I think you can go a long way, if you
put your mind to it. No, I wouldn't know

where to start.

Of course, in the old days, I used to
know people.

Someone said you used to play for Ellie
McCabe.

Yeah, well, of course, I haven't seen
her for a long time now.

Yeah, but you could introduce me.

I mean, she might be able to put in a
good word for me. Go on, Barney, please.

Yeah, well, maybe one day, eh?

Now, come on.

He's paying us from seven o 'clock.

Oh, I met the John Crowbrough this
afternoon.

What was he like?

Well, I can't say I took to the man.

Really? Why not?

Phyllis obviously adores him. I'm just
not sure about him.

I feel he only married her for the
family name.

It's clearly his money that keeps them
in that house.

None of which you may use in your
election campaign.

Assuming I get selected.

We must go.

Do I look like a suitably worthy
candidate for selection by the

Labour Party?

I think you do.

What about me?

Do I look like a candidate's wife?

You look like my wife.

Which is an important thing. Mm -hm.

There. Now, just get you settled, and
then we'll go.

Are you speaking tonight?

No, darling, tonight's just a social. A
chance to size up the opposition.

Jack!

I'd like you to meet Edward Palfrey,
chairman of the selection committee.

Edward. How do you do?

I'll introduce you to Mrs Brown.

Mr Maddox, I've read your articles in
support of the living wage. And?

Very interesting.

And very brave, considering all that
fuss about your wife's business.

On the contrary, once we found out about
things, I felt it was even more

important to support the campaign.

There are some who might say you should
have found out about things a little

earlier.

Are you easily deceived?

I would say not.

If I should plant a tiny seed of love in
the garden of

your heart, would it grow to be a great
big love someday?

Or would it die and fade away?

Would you care for it?

If she stopped twittering around so
much, she'd actually be very good. Stop

changing the subject.

Evie, there's only so much to be said
about weddings.

I draw the line at Westminster Abbey,
but I'll go along with anything else,

Brian. All right.

Just give me a list of friends you'd
like to invite and set a date when I can

meet your parents.

Daniel?

She should stick to the fads while she's
better at those.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Something's upset you.

Tell me what it is.

If you make it a day you'll enjoy, but
if you want me to as well, then forget

about my parents.

You know we haven't spoken for years.

And we're all perfectly happy for it to
carry on like that.

I don't want to invite them. They
wouldn't come even if I did. Wouldn't it

it worse?

Getting married without even telling
them?

Does it matter that much? It does to me,
yes. Well, I'm sorry.

Would they disapprove of me?

Don't be silly.

Daniel, I never had a proper family.

Even if we never see them again, let me
meet them.

Will you give me a moment's peace if you
don't?

No. All right.

But don't blame me when it turns into a
disaster.

How are your feet?

I have walked before, you know.

We'll be able to get a trap to take us
back to the station.

Is that why you haven't told me about
your family before?

You're really an errant son of the land
of gentry.

No.

Come on.

Let's get going.

Hello, Dan.

I was watching for you.

Evie, this is my mother.

Ma, this is Evie Elliot.

Delighted to meet you, Mrs. Page.

Hello,

Dad. How are you?

Dad, this is my fiancée, Evie Elliot.

Paige?

How do you do?

Sit there.

Thank you.

Keep him well, are you?

Yes.

I'm fine.

I... We had a terrible flu here all
winter.

The whole village has had it some time
or other.

Still doing painting, are you?

Yes. Things are starting to really...

When you're taking on something there,
you'll be keeping him if you're not

careful.

Well, actually, Daniel's paintings are
very good. Would you mind doing the

for me?

No.

No, thank you.

Are you here?

Dan! Hello, Sprout. How are you?

Don't call me that.

Mary, this is Evie. Hello, hello.

Don't tell me all about you. Really?

Sent a drawing of you in his last
letter.

Do you want to see it? Mary, help your
ma with the table.

Don't just stand there letting visitors
do it.

Yes, Dad.

Mary's got herself a good job in the big
house now.

Haven't you?

Yes.

What do you do?

A bit of cooking, a bit of cleaning.

Babysitting on Nanny's day off.

I thought you wanted to take that place
at Cheltenham School of Art. She's

earning two bob a week more than any
other girl in the village. We can't

more than one in the family messing
about like you.

I don't think I've done too badly.

Well, maybe you have different
standards.

And what's that supposed to mean?

You come into the kitchen with me. Never
mind them.

It's all my fault.

I should never have mentioned his
painting.

I knew it would end with fighting.

I'm so sorry. I'm sure Daniel didn't
want an argument.

No, I never want one. They just happen.

Was Mary very keen to go to Cheltenham?
You know what young girls are like, but

Bill's put his foot down, so... You
chose the way you wanted to live the day

walked out of here. You don't come back
and start interfering in the way we

live. I'm not interfering.

I just think Mary ought to be allowed to
choose. I know what's best for me

family.

Mary'll do as she's told. She's not
going to Cheltenham, London or anywhere

else. Living with strangers and getting
into fast ways.

But, Dad... No!

Mr Page, Daniel and I would be only too
happy for Mary to come and stay with us.

I know it's none of my business, but...
No, madam, it's not.

And I'll tell you for why.

Two people living under the same roof
without... Blessing.

That's what I'm talking about.

This is a decent, hard -working family.

You've been reading my letters.

It was for your own good, Mary.

I'm sorry. I think you've been very
unfair, Mr Page.

Well, if that is your opinion, Miss
Elliot, the sooner we part company, the

better.

I'm sorry.

Still knocking them cold then, eh?

Barney!

Where have you been all this time?

Oh, here and there.

Miss McCabe, I'd like you to meet Miss
Agnes Clark.

Hello. I'm ever so pleased to meet you.

Come round my dressing room. We'll have
a drink.

Yeah, all right.

Agnes sings down a pub in Stepney. Ever
so good she is.

Long as you're not expecting me to find
a job for her.

How would I do that?

These aren't these days, love.

Wireless sets, picture shows.

I couldn't help if he was Lily Lantry
herself.

Got me work cut out, keeping me own job
going.

Joseph,

have you selected a shortlist of
candidates for the manageress at Daisy

I have, and I think you should see this
one first.

Oh, my goodness, how embarrassing.

It just never occurred to me. Madge has
always been so dismissive.

Well, she'd make an ideal manageress.
Well, of course she would.

Whatever must she be thinking?

Shall I have a word with her?

No. Hold the interviews as arranged.

And if Madge is the most suitable
applicant, as I'm sure she will be, then

she'll feel she's won the position fair
and square.

Why do Daniel and his father hate each
other so much?

I didn't find out.

Oh, it was a dreadful visit, Miles.

His father reminded me of mine.

I almost wish we hadn't gone at all.

But his mother was nice to you.

As much as she dared.

I never knew my mother.

But I couldn't help wondering, watching
Mrs Page, whether my mother was as cowed

as she was.

Still, I've sent them an invitation
whether they like it or not.

What did Daniel say about that?

He doesn't know.

It feels terrible.

It will feel easier when it's finished
and lined, Lady Westlake.

How many hooks and eyes do you intend
putting into it?

Twenty. I see.

So I shall have to plead with my
daughter or that servant to strap me in

of it.

And then, I mean, I had to beg for the
smallest consideration.

I shall be carried downstairs.

forced to talk to all those ghastly
people, handed from one to the other.

Oh, no, Miss Elliot.

It will not feel easier.

I've done all that needs doing, Miss B.

Good. Thank you, Tilly.

Lady Kroger would like to see you for a
moment, Miss.

Can't you ever knock?

There shan't be a moment.

I do not even have any privacy in my own
house.

Come on, let's get you out of this.

Thumbig!

Don't you call me stupid.

You were being clumsy and inept.

I was doing my job and doing my best to
help and I don't deserve to be spoken to

like that.

I can manage perfectly well on my own,
thank you.

Very well, I'll put my things away then.

It's false.

I should be grateful for your
assistance.

Thank you for your time, Miss Johnson.

We'll be in touch as soon as we've taken
a decision.

Mrs. Althorpe, would you come through
now, please?

You do sit down.

Oh, thank you.

Now then, Mrs Althorpe, tell me why
you'd like the position of manageress of

Bayswater.

Well, I don't really speak Hindi.

It's just my dad was out there in the
army and he used to teach me the odd

when I was little.

On count to five, I know a few swear
words and all.

My mother would have had a servant
thrashed for answering back the way you

to me.

Yeah?

Well, I'd best be grateful I'm not doing
a fitting for her then, eh?

One can't explain.

It was a different world.

Sometimes my bones ache for the warmth.

Come in.

All finished?

Then we should say goodbye, Lady
Westlake.

The car's working outside.

Do you want me to take you back to the
window so you can read?

If you please.

Thank you.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Tuesday, Kowongi.

I should try that for Lady Dartford.

Thank you so much. I believe the next
fitting's Tuesday week. That's right,

Splendid.

I do

hope that the weather keeps fine for
your trip back to town.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Fine.

What the devil's going on? I have never
been so embarrassed.

Sorry, but I can't take any more from
your mother. What?

I'll pack my things and be out of the
cottage tonight.

This time she's gone too far.

I'll deal with you.

Poor Phyllis.

Yeah.

I've never felt such a fool in all my
life telling him about my experience. I

mean, he knows it as well as I do.

Yeah, but how did you get on?

Oh, no idea.

Oh, hello.

Hello, Norman. Evening.

Well, we best get off as well, Mr. Boss.

Good night.

Good night.

I wasn't expecting this.

No.

Well, I finished the veg.

Scrubbed down in there.

I got so fed up, I decided to knock off
half an hour early.

Don't you get in trouble for that?

I don't care if I do.

Oh, come on.

Jimmy got that job at Claridge's.

Does that mean you're going to be made
up to do chef?

No. It means Carter gets made up.

And I stay where I am.

I can't wait to see Miss Evie in there.

Yeah, I know.

Here, I got my invitation this morning.

I couldn't believe it. There it was.

Beautiful gold edging and curly black
writing.

Did you get yours yet? Oh, yeah.

A joint invitation for us both.

I expect mine will be there when I get
home tonight.

Yeah. You know, I'm looking forward to
it, you know. They say it takes one

wedding to bring on another.

Do you think you two will ever end up...
Agnes.

No, I suppose not.

Even if Gerry eventually agrees to
divorce me,

Dora won't set you free, will she?

Imagine if we take it out of that long
black skirt she brought back from

America.

It would take me two seconds to tuck it
in.

Zip fasteners are hardly haute couture,
Tilly.

Well, you can be as haute couture as you
like.

But if the poor old girl can't do
herself up in it, it ain't much good to

is it?

Well, be prepared to replace it with
hooks if she creates a fuss.

Well, she'll be all right.

You know, I am very impressed by the way
you're dealing with Lady Westlake.

I find her a very difficult woman.

She's a few to a different way of doing
things, that's all.

And as they say, she's got a lot to put
out with.

Not as much as Phyllis, I imagine.

When my daughter introduced you to me,
Miss Elliot, I understood it was as a

couturier, not an ironmonger.

We can also place it with the hooks if
you prefer.

Leave it as it is.

In that case, I'll stitch it on properly
so you can try it on.

I don't think we should bother about
that. I'm sure it'll be perfect.

So sorry to have left you.

So much to do before a big party.

A party of which I will not be
attending.

Mother, you don't have to stay for long,
but John would appreciate it if you

could... I don't give a damn what John
thinks.

I will not stand by and watch you
humiliating yourself in front of him on

possible occasion. Perhaps we could
discuss this later, Mother. Why?

So you can... Shut up! Please, just this
once, please, just shut up!

Excuse me.

Why do parents feel compelled to hurt
their children?

I don't know.

Am I unreasonable?

It's not a great deal to ask that she at
least tolerates the man that I love.

He's my husband, whatever... I know.

I don't mean to be unkind to her. Of
course you don't.

If only she'd love me a little bit more.

You are fortunate not to have had any
children, Mrs. Foss.

They bring only a sadness that you are
blessed to have avoided.

I think we should see it on you just
this once.

I dare say this weather's not very good
for your arthritis, is it?

I know that with...

I fell.

Did you?

It looks more to me like someone's
grabbed you and given you a good

Does your daughter know about this?

Oh, yes.

She knows.

Madge. Would you come out to my office
when you have a minute?

I've got a minute now, Mr Wint.

Thank you.

What a day.

Don't bother coming up. You can straight
on home.

Oh, thanks, Miss B. Good night.

I've got the job.

Oh, well done.

To the first next month.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I'm afraid I can't tell you the order in
which you and the other candidates will

be asked to speak tonight.

The selection committee will let us know
when we arrive.

I prefer to go last so I can listen to
what Brownlow and Simpson have to say

alter my speech accordingly.

You won't get the chance.

You'll have to sit outside when they
speak.

Besides... Don't try to think on your
feet.

You'll only have ten minutes.

Ten minutes is all I need. I know what I
want to say.

I dismiss terms such as feminism, Mr
Palfrey, but the effects of it, the

maternity welfare clinics, the schools,
the day nurseries, the campaign for

adequate pensions for war widows, these
are most relevant.

Newford has a great many enfranchised
female breadwinners who will not return

their pre -war status.

And most importantly, through their
children, they are the architects of the

future.

Let me speak for them, and you have the
future in your hands.

To paraphrase Wellington, I don't know
how she'll affect the Tories, but my

she terrifies me.

Ah, Mr Maddox.

Mr John Maddox.

Well, Mr Maddox, we've heard Miss
Brownlee and Mr Simpson tell us their

for wanting to represent the Independent
Labour Party in the forthcoming by

-election. You have ten minutes to tell
us yours.

I'm not sure that I can. I don't know
that I do want to.

But I can tell you why I need to, and,
more importantly, why the Newford

constituents need me.

That's from George Holt. My old tutor at
Chelsea.

To have dinner with him.

I wonder why.

Evie?

Everything all right?

Daniel, don't be angry. I had to do
something. I couldn't just let things

as they were.

What on earth are you talking about?

I wrote and invited your parents to the
wedding.

With the greatest respect to Mr. Simpson
and Ms. Brownlow, I would point out

that each of their campaigns, however
admirable, will only appeal to a limited

section of the constituency.

In contrast, the central principle of
the living wage is that it benefits

society as a whole.

Encouraging manufacturers to invest in
their own workforce rather than abroad

may lead to lower profits at first.

But in the long run, the increased
spending power of their workers means

these manufacturers will have created a
new market for their goods.

This is not a constituency issue. I make
no apologies for that. It is a national

one. It affects, benefits the whole
nation.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what
the Independent Labour Party is here

for.

Dare you go behind my back.

You're just like your father.

Selfish, domineering.

Selfish? Why is that selfish?

I'm trying to keep you out of all this.
Well, you know exactly how much I need

to be a part of it. You're marrying me,
not my family.

Well, I'm not sure I want to marry
anyone who's only prepared to share part

their life with me.

You expect me to trust you.

Daniel let me in.

I should have said ten years ago.

Only I didn't have the words.

Everything I ever knew about art,
everything I ever wanted to do with it

from Dad.

He was much better than me.

He could carve a wooden fish you'd be
scared to touch in case it wriggled

It was fine when I was little.

He was proud of me.

The first trouble came when I was sacked
off the big farm.

I mean, I'm late painting, overslept,
miss milking again, that was it.

Dad told me it was time I settled down,
forgot all this nonsense like he'd done.

I told him he was a frightened old man
who'd wasted his talent for a penny

of security.

From then on, things just got worse.

One day, the vicar asked me if I'd made
up my mind about the art school place

he'd got for me.

I said I didn't know what he was talking
about.

He said he'd given all the papers to
Dad.

So I went home, asked him what was going
on, what papers I said, what's the

vicar on about?

He went to the dresser, took the papers
out of a drawer,

tore them up in front of me.

Not for the likes of us, he said.

I went

upstairs back to Bay and walked out.

Saturday was the first time I've seen
him since.

In the voting for a candidate to
represent the Independent Labour Party

Newford constituency, the results are as
follows.

Mr Godfrey Simpson, 14 votes.

Mr John Maddox, 18 votes.

And Miss Lillian Brownlow, 19 votes.

There being three candidates, Mr Simpson
will withdraw his candidature and the

committee will recast their votes
between Miss Brownlow and Mr Maddox.

I have your attention, please.

The results of the second ballot are as
follows.

Ms Lillian Brownlow, 24 votes.

Mr John Maddox, 27 votes.

I therefore declare Mr John Maddox to be
our prospective parliamentary candidate

for the Newford constituency.

You look wonderful.

And so do you.

Well, everything's under control.

Nanny's holding the fort, so I think
we'd better leave, otherwise Evie will

wondering where we've got to. I'm still
worrying over little sister, Anne.

Please let me.

It's her wedding day.

After all, I won't get the chance again,
will I?

What's that?

Yeah.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together
in the sight of God and in the taste of

this congregation to join together this
man and this woman in holy

matrimony.

Let me introduce you to... You did that
picture about Strykes, didn't you?

Yes, yes, I did.

I thought I'd tell them. Emma Catherine,
she's my favourite.

Congratulations, Miss... Thank you.
Thank you very much. Oh, you do look a

picture. I was going to Norman, isn't it
funny how we both made each other's

wedding dresses?

Wow, we've come a long way together,
silly.

Yeah, we have.

Oh, it's been such a nice day.

I hope you won't be too offended because
me and Norman have got to leave now.

Oh, no, no, no, no, of course not. Well,
thanks for coming.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye -bye. Bye -bye.

What's this lady, what's that one?

Oh, she just wants the chair.

It's not the only one I've ever listened
to.

I'm all right, I must...

Sometimes I envy people being able to
show off after they are.

That's all.

No.

Oh, dear.

I almost forgot.

I've got you a little present.

Oh, Charles.

Now, you're to wear this and you can
show it off to whoever you want to.

You and me will know what it means.

You all right?

Well done, Hesuckle.

Need to cut him back.

He'll be all over the place come spring.

Uh -huh.

I can drive.

I don't have a motor of my own, though.

And in your employment as a chef, what
kind of food do you cook?

All sorts.

Depends what's on the menu.

But... Can you cook good, plain English
dishes?

Yeah, of course.

How was your party?

Did you manage all right?

Mrs. Floss, I did not invite you here to
discuss my daughter's social

arrangements.

I wish to find out if your husband was
suitable.

Suitable?

I am offering you both a position in my
household.

You shall be my companion and do a
little light housekeeping.

You shall be chef, chauffeur, and
general handyman.

I am offering 200 pounds jointly per
annum, and there is a furnished cottage

behind the stables which you may use.

There are two bedrooms in the cottage,
so any children may be accommodated. But

I shall not expect your domestic affairs
to interfere with mine.

Well, will you come and work for me?

Where did you let her from?

George Bolt.

You know those study bursaries I told
you about? Uh -huh.

I've been awarded one of them.

Daniel, that's marvellous. Maybe it's
for a year.

Starting at the end of next month.

So? A year in Paris.

Oh.

What a shame.

What a shame you have to turn down.

Such a wonderful offer.

Daniel, you are going to turn it down,
aren't you?