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I'm my brother, Mr. Michael here.

Who are you, Madam?

Well, pack your things, I'm taking you with me.

Madam. Dominic, see the John, my mother, already, and then touch the box.

Subito, see you, yeah.

Any word from Prince Paul?

And no response to Austen Embassy, Madam. He is on his way.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Lillie, my dear.

How dare you?

How dare you?

I beg your pardon.

When I asked you to represent me in Ned's funeral, I expected you to be discreet.

So I was.

There was damn difficult surrounded by reporters and gossip writers.

You issued a statement.

Well, I had to do something as if your husband dying on the same day your horse won.

This is our of it, it wasn't enough.

And that wreath.

Who sent that wreath?

Who chose it?

I did, I admit.

And had it tied with thorn and turquoise ribbons.

My racing colours.

Look at the florist that she thought they were pretty.

It was sent directly to the cemetery.

None of us saw it till it was on the coffin.

It seems to have been an ironic coincidence, Lillie.

That's all.

That's all.

Meanwhile, every newspaper in Europe says that I'm a heartless adventurer with the most macabre sense of humor since Miss Lillie.

That's why I had to put out a statement.

They kept asking why he was penniless.

They had to be told you've hardly seen him in the last 16 years and that you've been supporting him all that time.

It's like they're guns.

Now they're sharpening their knives. I can hardly move for them.

Then why come to London?

I've just come to collect mother and Jean. I'm taking them back with me to all this blows over.

I'm really sorry, Mrs. Landry.

Well, never mind. It doesn't seem to have been anyone's fault, Terry.

Let's not fuss.

It's been a distressing week.

Yes, it was pretty awful. Ned dying like that.

Yes.

And I had to miss the rest of the meeting and I had a horse running every day.

I'm glad the press didn't hear that.

I can't be hypocritical and pretend to be sorry.

So, no more statements.

Hello, Duchess.

Mother?

It's Clement. Oh, my dear, how nice to see you.

How's that, Liz?

Very well, Mother. Send her love.

You must bring her round here more often.

Yes, I will.

Morning, Mother.

Lily, Jean won't be coming down just yet.

Why is that?

Well, she's taking this all rather badly.

Mother, you remember my manager, Mr. Michael.

Oh, yes. How do you do?

Good morning, Mrs. Lebron.

You must bring her this round here more often.

Yes, Mother. Yes, I will.

No, I won't take this, thank you very much.

Did you travel up from Newmarket with all that jewelry?

Yes, I'd taken them to Regal Lodge with me and now it's time for a change.

The sapphires.

Yes, the sapphires and the pearls.

Didn't you have a guard with you?

No, they've drawn attention.

Did you send the check to Oscar?

I'd like to talk to you about that, Mrs. Lebron.

The point is, there's still a great deal of prejudice against this one.

He's a friend and he's starving.

Yes, but if it gets out that you're helping him, Mr. Michael...

I really see no reason why she...

It would send the money to the hotel sandwich in DM to a Mr. Sebastian Lebron.

And ring the crown prince gate.

Oh, poor Veroraga.

And then when you take the box upstairs...

I'm not going to leave that box here, I hope.

Why not?

What do you mean, why not?

You can't leave it in an empty house.

Very well, Teddy can take it to the bank.

Which one?

The Union, down Sloane Square and ghetto receipt.

I always had charge of this box when we were on tour.

Just walking down a street with it, it takes years off my life expectancy.

His highness finds tall as small as a house.

His highness finds tall as the rising.

Oh!

My na libra.

Maisomaj, madam.

Gentlemen.

Sir, if you'll excuse me.

Oh, yes, of course.

I'm sorry again.

It's all forgotten, Teddy.

Clem.

I was overjoyed to hear that you had to return.

Oh, but I'm not staying.

Oh, disappointed.

I had to stay at Newmarket longer than I'd expected.

Well, perhaps I could visit you.

Well, I'm having some friends down for the weekend.

Why don't you join?

Friends!

No, it's my birthday.

Oh, in that case, if you do not invite me, I shall shoot myself.

The best of the lot, Caesar.

I had that done of her.

I'm sorry, my dear.

Forgive me, your right hand.

I don't know for a moment.

I left my book here.

No matter.

No matter.

It is Jean-Marie, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

You've grown up a lot since I lost soil.

For a moment, you reminded me very much of your mother.

Thank you, sir.

Please.

Oh, yes.

Yes, I can still see you.

You bet you're in mourning.

For my father's.

Your father.

Oh, yes, yes, tragic.

Of course I did not know him very well.

No.

No.

Charming man.

Sportsman.

We went sailing together once or twice.

Ah, there you are, Jean.

She's become such a young lady I hardly recognized her, and so pretty.

Yes, I'm very proud of her.

So you should be starting to look like sisters?

Oh, I say, Millie.

When are you going to...

Oh, sorry to butt him.

Oh, I say.

Your all-hindness may I present you go to bi?

Oh, I know, Shogi.

You're in...

Let me see the Gloucester, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

Left tenant.

For my sins.

What is it, Shogi?

Patsy sent me, actually.

Old Esther...

What's his name?

It's sounding off because you're not in view.

Esther, are you?

Tell Patsy I'll be out in a moment.

Oh, right, though.

And take Jean with you.

It's time you join the party with your permission.

Don't guess, yes, of course, you two run along.

Thank you, sir.

Shogi.

Nearly made him an equity once.

Are you and Jean?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh.

Could do worse.

Very old title.

Father can't last much longer.

Shogi would be kind to her, at least.

She, um...

Still thinks Langthri was her father.

Yes.

Did she know anything about Louis?

No.

Are you going to tell her?

Oh, later, perhaps.

It's been difficult for her.

Thinking that she was my niece and then finding out she was my daughter.

Louisina.

Occasionally.

At parties in Patsy.

And 99% of them think I'm her father anyway.

Yes, I'm sorry about that.

Not at all, at all.

I'm flattered.

Well, shall we...

Join your guests.

Yes.

Well, Aungseter, I'll see that she's presented at court.

Oh, Bertie, would that be possible?

Yes, of course.

Patsy says she'll sponsor.

No, Patsy.

Gladys de Grey, Lottie, will find someone.

Many people staying here.

Great or so, I'm afraid.

Hmm.

Well, I dare say I could get Nettie Rothschild to put me up in his gracing box for a few days.

You might care to pop over for a chat.

I might.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Charming.

Charming.

I'm sure we are going to be great friends.

How lovely to see you, Lillie.

You must bring Jan to tea.

I would be honoured, Ma.

We must arrange it, May.

Yes, Ma.

I don't believe you'll remember my son, George.

I'm afraid not, you're all Linus.

How unkind, Miss Langtray.

After all, I did lift you down the steps of your house and into your carriage.

Although it was your first visit to London, and you were only four or five.

Louis, I don't expect you to remember my nephew either.

Miss Louis of Battenberg.

May I present Miss Langtray?

Good afternoon, Miss Langtray.

Good afternoon, you're all Linus.

Oh, I'm not a riot.

I'm a serene.

No, my mom.

Really?

Good day, Mrs. Langtray.

Your serene highness.

I hope we may have the pleasure of seeing you in the theatre again soon.

I have virtually retired from the stage, sir.

That is a pity.

Absolutely fine.

It was wonderful, Aunt Alice.

I was terrified when I was presented to the Queen, but the prince and princess of Wales were so different.

They were so friendly.

So I've been told.

Did you meet any other royalties?

I met Prince George and Princess May.

There were lots more. I can't remember them all.

You were a very great success, my darling. Everybody wanted to meet you.

Look, as though I shall have to write a play for you, Jean.

Over my dead body, Sydney. I have no intention of letting Jean go into the theatre.

I have to write it for you then.

Let me ask no need to act anymore, Miss Dewann.

We're very grateful for what the theatre has given me, but I don't miss it.

Oh, that's enough about me, Jean's day.

Here, here.

Well, I'm not sure.

Not every afternoon you go to your first garden party at Morbrough House, eh?

Exactly, sugar.

I say, how about me taking Jean and you out to dinner tonight?

To celebrate.

But, Caffey Royal, Katniss, you choose.

Oh, could we, Mother?

Yeah, I'm sorry, Jean. I'm going to the Opera of Prince Paul tonight.

Lucky old Esther.

Never mind, sugar. You can take us out to dinner next week.

Oh, no, go. I'm afraid my allowance came today. Next week will be too late.

On that tragic note, I must say thank you and, oh, of wow, Mrs. Ankhree.

Going to the West End?

Yes. Shera Cobb.

I have my carriage.

Even better.

Goodbye, Mrs. Libretton.

Libretton?

It's cos that is you, Nora.

Don't, Mother.

May we see you a moment.

It's all right, Mrs. Ankhree.

Oh, I'll see you out.

Ah, ah, sorry.

Oh, sorry to run.

Now, what is it? Have you been to the bank?

Since you're right.

And you collected my box, the jewel box?

Oh, Lord.

You already have it, my aunt.

He said it was handed over to you at the end of last month.

That's ridiculous. Who authorized it? I was involved in it.

I see that's what I told you.

Now, hold on.

The banker, he said, a tall, ruddy face man came in with a note of authorization with your signature on the senior.

On the bank, just handed it over.

Has it missed you?

He's gone.

How did this man get hold of your signature?

Quite simply.

The signature on the order was a direct copy.

I have every intention of suing the bank for a great deal of money.

Half your assets were tied up in that jewelry. A hundred thousand pounds.

Yes, I know.

The bank's legal advisor thinks they'd be prepared to settle out of court, but I'm afraid the most they'd agree to pay is ten thousand.

That's in liquid.

I'll fight with it.

There's no point, Lily.

The bank's hold cases, they had no list or valuation of the contents of the box.

Well, it needed for your stables to have two bad seeds.

I realized that, T.

You were planning to dull your stock. You can't go ahead now.

I'll sell my yacht.

The white lady?

But it'll take time to find a buyer.

I'll put her up for auction.

It's just not done, Lily. No one's ever auctioned a yacht.

Then I'll be the first.

We can auction the fixtures and the contents separately, and that'll create interest.

Arrange it, Teddy.

Arrange it, please.

Very well.

Meantime, I'll take up Sydney Grundy's offer.

Go back into the theatre.

It's not a bad play.

Good title, the degenerates. Very commercial.

You look doubtful, Teddy.

Well, it's only that part of your drawing power was that the women in the audience always wonder which pieces of your jewelry you'd be wearing.

And like to guess where they'd come from.

Yes, I'd already thought of that.

Clem, if that is the bank's last offer, then tell them we'll accept it.

But only on condition that the theft is kept secret.

Possible?

I imagine they'd be only too happy.

Good.

My jewel is in Paris, no most of my pieces.

They can reproduce them in paste, and the audience will never know.

Oh, no.

So, Teddy, arrange the auction first.

Then get on to Sydney Grundy.

Rehussle start mid-August.

But that is dreadful, my dear lady.

But you were insured, of course.

Unfortunately, no.

And you can sit there so calmly?

Well, the police are looking into it. There's nothing else I can do.

One cloud, Blishevra. You are wonderful, and teary, isn't it?

Besides, I wouldn't want spoiler charming, maybe.

I am flattered. As any man would be, who has the privilege of being alone with you.

You have become very precious to me, Lee.

No, I am not a boy anymore. I think very cleverly.

You know, I have estates in Austria. My family is honored, and...

And this is not the time, nor the place.

But now that you are free, I would wish to speak to you soon about something very important.

Do you understand that?

I think so.

Well, if I could take you to Austria, I would carry you to my loss in the mountain.

And I would count in surrounding you with sicoyne, your violins, and bathe you in champagne.

Instead, all I can do is to replace some of your jewelry.

Oh, I forbid it.

You cannot forbid it, Prince, you know.

What is your birthstone?

Oh, poor.

We shall see.

Say nothing.

We shall change this subject.

Do you know, your prince, Bertie, is one of the most extraordinary men.

Come in.

She's awake, John.

Good morning, my darling.

What's this, a breakfast passage?

It is John's idea.

In case you were still upset about losing all your joints.

Oh, how kind of you?

Thank you, Dominic.

Are you going riding with Prince Paul this morning?

No, I don't think so.

John's beginning to wonder what it would be like to have among most of Prince Paul's.

Oh, Dominic.

Well, you can stop wondering my darling, because I have decided not to become a princess.

Marvel.

Then may I come riding with you.

I can't think of anything I'd like better.

You go to Bath said that if we did go out together, he might join us.

Well, the way I'm feeling this morning, he'll have to ride very fast to catch him.

Good afternoon.

Sugi!

What are you doing here?

Well, I'd never visited the Channel Islands before, and I thought what a splendid opportunity.

Are you only?

The blighters wouldn't give me any.

So now I'm a free man. I chucked up my commission.

Not just to come here.

I was fed up playing toy soldiers anyway.

John's down by the beach. I was just going to call her.

Oh, it's not her. I've come to see, actually. It's you.

I don't think you really meant that, Sugi.

Yeah, but I did, my dear. Mrs. Langtray.

Never been more serious in my life.

Well, now that you're here, the least I can do is to offer you some tea.

The least.

Then, can we settle down?

Settle down, please!

Do you mind?

Thank you.

Mr. Hortre, I remember Lord Stonaway is a little drunk.

Now, you come on looking for the whiskey, which is, er, down left.

And at first, I don't see him.

Exactly.

I doubt that the audience will believe that Mr. Grunty looks.

You might be behind a screen or something.

Doing what?

And dressing?

On the street.

Only the outer layer.

I'll be quite a drawer, don't you think?

Well, erm, shall we try?

Mr. Hortre, you're a little drunk.

I don't know what to say.

I'm a little drunk, but I don't know what to say.

Well, erm, shall we try?

Eh.

Mr. Hortre?

Oh, come on, come on!

Not quite so drunk, I think, Mr. Hortre.

It's sorry, I've been a little carried away.

No smoking on stage, please.

If Mr. DeBarth and Light will you please tell me?

Oh, can we get on, please?

This rate will never be ready for the opening, Mrs. DeBarth.

Bring the champagne from the dressing, will you, tell me please?

Yes.

Gather round, everyone.

Mr. DeBarth and I have a little announcement to me.

I've just read the papers.

We're in all of them.

Front page.

Yes.

It's a pity about my father, though.

Just because you're an actress.

He'd soon changed his mind if only he had agreed to meet you.

I think I'll write to the papers and tell them that.

That's the last thing you should do.

Can't make it worse.

You know his cut off my allowance.

Right, doesn't that how we don't need it?

You certainly don't.

When you auctioned your yacht, everyone thought it was mad.

But look what he brought in.

A quarter of a million.

A quarter of a million.

That's a fortune.

I should keep his for a while.

This business with a buzz is getting worse, you know.

Just my luck to leave the army when a war's about to start.

Your father better out of a chuggy.

Yes, but I wish I contributed something.

Oh, you do my darling.

Sorry, mother.

Sorry.

If you call me papar, I'll spank you.

I'm sorry, chuggy.

I just wanted to say that Dominic and I thought we'd take grandma

Ma out for a walk.

How is she?

Oh, she smiled when we said we'd take her out to her.

Look, if you're going to rehearsal, why don't I help wheel

grandma Ma around?

Oh, would you like to?

Keep me out of mischief.

All right, Jan, wait for chuggy.

I'll pick you up.

What time's rehearsal finish?

About five.

Ah.

Well, I'll find something to do till then.

I may pop in, watch a bit.

I'd like that.

Oh, hello, Claire.

Morning.

Morning.

You're always welcome.

Isn't he, Lily?

Yes, of course.

Thank you, chuggy.

Right.

Is it true about his father disinheriting you?

The Henry's exact words are, I wish I could die now,

so the will could come into effect at once.

I wish I could die now, so the will could come into effect

at once.

Well, at least he can't stop him inheriting a title.

No.

Papers have been a lot kind to the night, Inspector.

Oh, good.

Well, hang it all, Lily.

Is nearly 20 years younger than you.

Don't tell me you weren't distressed by what they said.

Only for the facts of our office.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You were such a wonderful, my dear Lily.

Oh, my God.

And how lovely to have you back.

Thank you, lads.

You must come and die with us occasionally, John,

when your memorial is at the theater.

I'd love to get it to grey.

You must find her at least good.

Oh, Sugy can bring us.

Oh, what did you think of the play, lady Duane?

It was wicked, rarely shocking.

The critics will know that, and the public will clock in as you dream.

But my dad, painting off the details.

Well, I thought he was right for the character.

Oh, how dare you?

And the tiara you wore in the last act, wherever did you get it?

My jeweler, some tyros made it for me.

So precious.

Well done, Audrey.

Most amusing.

Thank you.

Do you think it'll run?

Lily would make anything run.

They tell me this play is based on her own life.

Oh, very loosely.

Except that the Angie Man is a rich and highly intelligent duke.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

You heard Oscar Wilde say.

Well, isn't it a pity that the most famous and beautiful actress in the world,

after a tragic domestic life, has mattered of food?

How nice of you to come, George.

I try never to miss your first night.

Mr. Alexander, things are play will run.

Just the thing the public needs to take its mind off this war in South Africa.

I can't imagine how you pick them.

Well, you had a very impressive list of successes yourself.

Lady Windam is fan, the importance of being earnest.

Yes.

Be a bone tree, tells me he met Oscar in Paris.

I believe he's in a very bad way.

So one he knows.

I believe he met him too.

All right. I admit it. I behave very badly.

I should have spoken to him.

Instead of passing him as if he didn't exist.

I've been trying to think of some way to make it up to him ever since.

One can't just send him money.

You could put on one of his plays. You owe the rights.

The public wouldn't stand for it, not yet.

You know that.

They still haven't forgiven him for it.

Not being it.

Not being it.

Now he's dying.

Georgie Reed.

In chorus of the gate here.

My husband has an incurable fascination for members of my profession excuse me.

Many congratulations on your performance, Mrs. Lacton.

I beg your pardon. This is Debarth.

Thank you, sir.

You look wonderful.

And I adore Jan.

I'm glad you've met him.

I don't believe I've met your husband.

Presenting, sir.

I hope you're all enjoying yourself.

Yes, Madam. Good.

Georgie Prince Louis of Bath and Burg would like to meet you.

Oh, really?

Excuse me.

It's being at a loose end every evening while she's working.

You don't regret your marriage.

No, of course not.

She's very good to me.

Though it is a bit like being married to a national institution.

I never realized before.

All the women copy had hats, shoes, whatever she wears.

They've all started painting their fingernails just because she does.

Where's Georgie?

Yes.

Does Lily know?

She hasn't given up her friend.

She doesn't expect you to.

Oh, Lily.

I think I'd better...

If you'll excuse me.

Well, have you talked him out of it?

It's too late, Lily.

He's already volunteered to fight in South Africa.

There's nothing to be done.

But why does he insist on going?

He's trained as a soldier.

And there are other reasons he might be too embarrassed to tell you.

Oh, so just.

Well, you feed him, clothe him, keeping me feels like a lap dog.

He's prepared to risk his life to get away from me.

Not exactly.

His old battalion is sailed for the Cape.

He feels ashamed not to be with him.

Clemby could be killed.

He knows that.

I want him to come to Paris and get a little bit of help.

I want him to come to Paris with me at the end of the run.

In the New York, I must stop it.

If you do, you'll lose him.

This is the first positive thing he's done in his whole life.

It's ridiculous.

Yes.

Still, there is one good thing.

Old Sanhuri, who goes farther, is impressed by his volunteering and has forgiven him.

He says he'll receive you.

Oh, how gracious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Oh, how precious.

Congratulations.

and congratulations to the

partners of this

New Jersey

remember Chicago as a haven of refuse.

I confess that I have felt rather wounded by the attacks

on the play and myself, but nothing so much else.

Today, I heard of the death of a dear, dear friend of mine,

a great poet and playwright.

And tonight, before coming on, I received a cable

saying that my husband is dangerously ill in a military hospital in South Africa.

I'm sorry.

The abation when she broke down went on for 10, 20 minutes.

Not a dry eye in the theatre.

The business had been a good opportunity.

Chicago, after then she was breaking her own box on fit records.

Was the birth really ill? Oh, very.

And Tariq Fiva.

Had it for six months.

And I got within 100 miles of any fighting.

I've only seen him with Lily once or twice since he got there.

That's about all she's seen of him.

The title of the play, the degenerates gave the newspapers a chance to attack us.

Because they were nearly all brave or.

And they even had us banned the subsidies.

Oh, I'm pregnant.

It started in New York.

So I thought the best method of defence was attack.

And I announced that I was going to have a buffet concert at Sherry's in native British

and Bawaw wounded.

Any other clever?

Every actor and actress on Broadway agreed to help.

And we made over $5,000 for hospitals.

Oh, that's one baby!

Oh, that's one baby!

And did the papers change there too?

They said it was the most demoralising spectacle ever to disgrace New York.

Good evening, Lady de Grace.

Good evening, young. Do you know your mouth?

Yes, yes, I believe we've met.

Mrs. DeBav?

Good evening, Chance.

Good evening.

He's a friend of yours.

I met him at Lady de Grace.

Young Winston.

Jenny Churchill's son says he's the kind of man in politics.

They've formed themselves into a club called the Malcontents.

He's a member of Parliament.

He swept in at the election after the Queen died.

It's still strange to think of Bertie being king.

Breaking a damn fine one.

Of course he's still in one.

What are you expecting should be there.

Yes, what is your husband doing with himself these days?

It's become a leopard orp tourist.

Pickle, pickle.

He collects he butth of life.

Good evening, everyone.

Hello, Lily.

Well, what a surprise.

Just decided to pop in.

You remember Miss...

Brie, don't you?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

It's your play going well.

Very well. Thank you, Mrs. Lang.

Mr. Bath? Good.

There'll be two late here in Willoughton.

Oh, no.

No, Champa.

Come along, Georgie.

Thank you again.

And when this run ends, I do hope that you'll all stay with me.

Of course we will.

What are we doing next, Mrs. Lang?

Well, Charles, but where?

I'm hoping to open my own theatre.

When?

Well, it has to be rebuilt first.

Where is it?

It's the old theatre, Royal Aquarium site in Westminster.

That's enormous.

It's still in a half-hour seat.

With any luck, we'll need the more.

Hate to think what it'll cost.

That's my concern, Charles.

Yours will be to help me fill it.

The Lady of Rain, my darling.

Gladys!

How nice to see you!

I simply had to pop in when I heard you'd put off your dinner party.

I thought you might be ill.

No, no. I just can't risk any male guests coming here.

Why, have we not?

I met this ridiculous Markie in Paris.

Gladys, I gave him hardly any encouragement.

But now he's followed me back to London.

He's taken the house opposite and sits in the window with a loaded revolver,

threatening to shoot any man who comes to the door.

You forgot the police to something?

No, apparently not.

Not until he's fired, the first shot.

So they're stopping all male pedestrians.

Well, I may as well stay here now.

Oh, yes, do. I'd love that.

What's a good thing that I didn't bring my husband?

What about Hugo?

He's in the side of France.

He seems to be aware a lot.

I think husband should be free to spend as much time with other women as they want.

If the wife consents, besides, it makes them far more attentive when they come home.

Where's John?

She said a party at the Westminster's.

She seems to be seeing rather a lot of Ian Malcolm lately.

Yes, this perfectly safe.

He's just as straight-laced as she is.

Has she said anything?

Oh, only that she likes him.

Yes, it would be a very good match.

Do you know the Malcolm's?

I met them once.

Pits dear.

Oh, very. It's an old Scottish family, very strict and correct.

Yes.

What is it, Louis?

I'm not at the Libetate's same, I don't.

What on earth?

What on earth are you doing?

What's up there?

Well, nothing, a real alley in railings.

What's going on?

Louis, are you going to tell me what's going on?

Or am I going to...

Caesar!

Pits dear!

Thank you.

Thank you. Come along, Francis.

Your majesty.

That's better.

Let's have a little more respect around here.

Greetings, Gladys.

Oh, hello, surprises.

We've ran into a police patrol.

We thought you might like some company.

We caught your buttless attention through the pantry window.

Why didn't you use a telephone?

Why didn't we use a telephone?

Because we never thought of it.

Come and sit down, please, Gladys.

Well, this is just like the old days' aim.

I hear you've been working far too hard.

Oh, well, there's a lot to do.

My mama left a great deal unfinished.

Besides, it's all so interesting.

Oh, good man, you'll remember it.

Champagne.

What have you been doing?

Oh, the usual theatre racing.

Mm.

Your stables are phenomenally successful.

You're top of the winning owners again.

Yes, I'm sorry, I beat you.

No, you're not.

Is that what I think it is?

A tape machine.

Gives me the odds at any track at any time.

Mm.

I must get one of those.

Francis, I must get one of those.

Yes, sir.

Still married?

Still supporting a husband.

You could have been a princess, you know.

Never understand why he didn't marry Esther Harvey.

Was it because he painted his hair?

Oh, no, not just that.

You wore corsets.

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When's your new theatre going to open?

Oh, soon I hope.

What are you going to call it?

Well, now we have a King Emperor.

There's only one name possible.

The Imperial.

It will never be ready to open the office here.

It must, it's costing too much to Mr. Host's season.

Mrs. Langtrig.

Mrs. Tabarth.

Mrs. Langtrig will do.

It needs a whole new central girder.

The builder said he could do it in time.

I expect him to do it.

I'm so glad you're here, Uncle Clap.

And you are Dallas.

I can't think why you're so nervous.

Has your mother ever been able to deny you anything?

Mm.

I'm surprised to see you here at Newmarket, Mr. Malcolm.

I didn't think you were interested in racing.

Not really.

Not...

Uh, as such.

Perhaps you want to buy a filly?

I believe you are teasing me, Mrs. Tabarth.

I believe you already know that I wish to marry Jean.

I am in a position to support her.

More than adequately.

My prospect.

Yes, I already know quite a lot about you, Mr. Malcolm.

Really, isn't it?

Time I started calling you Ian.

There is one very important thing.

That you haven't mentioned.

Oh, I... I love Jean very deeply.

And will Churchill all my life.

Then there's only one question to be asked.

Jean?

This foolish young man seems to want to marry you.

Do you love him?

Oh, yes. Yes, very much.

And I'm sure you'll be very happy.

Oh, mother.

Mother.

Mother.

Thank you.

Lovely, lovely.

Congratulations, my boy.

Thank you, sir.

I don't know how you got them to do this.

I'll give you a moment to thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Congratulations, Mrs. Tabarth.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, what do you mean I can't come to the wedding?

It's not my decision.

It's the Malcolm's.

What have they got against me?

It's nothing personal.

You know what they like about appearances?

You are three years younger than Ian.

Oh, damn it, Lily.

I'm your husband.

That's the problem I done.

They probably wouldn't have you if you weren't Jean's mother.

No, probably not.

They've already made it very clear that while they accept Jean in the family, I am not so

welcome.

And you just accept it?

Why?

For Jean's sake.

I do anything to make her happy.

Well, they've left it damn late to issue their ultimatums.

Two days before the wedding.

I'm not going to stay around town and have people pointing.

No, no, I'm going back to Monte Carlo.

Now you can add that to the wedding expenses.

You're home early.

May I talk to you?

Yes, of course.

Did you enjoy the party?

Who was there?

Oh, lots of people, mainly politicians and their wives.

You have to get used to that.

Mrs. Askwith came up to me and started asking me what presents I'd had.

No, Margaret.

She wanted an inventory.

She asked me what my father had given me.

I told her she made a mistake that my father was dead.

She said, don't be silly.

Everybody knows your father's Louis Battenberg.

I couldn't think what she meant.

What did you say?

I just told her she was wrong, but she laughed and said everybody knew.

And you shouldn't have listened.

Is that why Ian's parents have been so difficult, why they've been so awful to you?

They may have heard the same rumor.

Is it true?

I have to know.

I couldn't marry Ian if he was true.

No.

Of course it is.

Is that really why you pretended not to be my mother, why I had to live with my grandmother?

Oh, Sharon.

Sharon, don't please.

Please, don't.

She was so sad.

How many times have I told you never to listen to scandal?

I swear it's not true.

Do you swear it?

Very well if I must.

I swear.

Oh, Sharon, that's not kind.

Mother, mother, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but why do people say such things, such terrible things?

I don't know.

I talk to Mrs. Askwithartella.

No.

No, it's better not say anything.

Why not?

People never understand.

I was a woman on my own.

I had to do what was best for both of us.

And the more successful I became, the more rumors that were about you, about Prince Louis and others.

I just had to pay no attention.

You could forgive them.

It was the only way.

Now, come on.

I want you to think about the day after tomorrow and your wedding and the reception I'm giving for you and Ian.

Yes.

I've spoken to Uncle Clint.

I've arranged an allowance.

Five thousand pounds a year.

Oh, Mother, you mustn't do it.

It just in case anything happens.

I don't want you to have to struggle like I did.

Oh, Mother, you're so good.

You're so kind.

Ian.

You said you wouldn't interrupt me again.

I'm trying to work.

I know, darling.

I know, but...

What?

I feel so happy.

I've been thinking.

About what?

About my mother and my father.

I worried about it so much.

It was the one thing that nearly stopped me marrying you.

I couldn't hold that against you.

Well, it was because he died in asylum, but Mother explained.

He was only in there for observation because he drank too much.

Wasn't as if there was something really wrong with him.

Edward Langtree, but he wasn't your father.

I was beginning to wonder when I was going to see you.

Ian, explain to me about my father.

I know the truth at last.

How you abandoned your husband for another man and had a child, me,

by a man who wouldn't marry you.

We couldn't marry.

I couldn't get a divorce.

And I now know how you've lied to me all my life.

Always different lies and I believe them.

Even before my wedding, when I begged you to tell me the truth, you lied to me even then.

I've never had any other choice, John.

You gave me no other choice.

Not to be able to live your kind of life.

John.

How could I have been so blind for so long?

Darling, please.

Don't come nearly, don't touch me.

I can't think what your husband has told you.

Nor what right you have to condemn me.

Whatever I have done, it was for your sake as much as mine.

I don't believe you.

You've never done anything that wasn't completely calculated,

heartless and completely selfish.

John.

Oh, my daughter.

If only I could believe that that was a lie too.

I was surprised when Jan didn't even come to mother's funeral.

You just don't see her.

I had a letter from her husband saying that I would be allowed to see her twice a year.

Provided each visit lasted no longer than half of now.

I didn't reply.

They turned her completely against Trinklin.

Sorry. It took longer than I thought.

That's all right, Lily.

The West Wing Church has bought the old aquarium site.

But your causing clues is Imperial Theatre.

That means you're now there, tenants.

They want to raise the rent?

Worse than that.

They're totally opposed to the theatre.

At the end of your lease this year, they're going to tear it down.

What?

They can't do that.

Copy the contract.

I only took the shorter lease because I was negotiating to buy it.

That's what I told their lawyer.

He said he could not be bound by negotiations with the previous owner.

He wouldn't even discuss it.

I'm sorry, Lily.

Legally, they are within their rights.

Of course, they admit they have some obligations since you made so many improvements.

Improvements? I've spent hundreds of thousands.

It's the best equipped, most beautiful theatre in London.

That makes them all the more determined to tear it down.

I've arranged to see them again.

I'll get you some compensation at least.

There's nothing else we can do.

What's going to happen, Missy Langerie?

We're committed to touring your own play at the end of October.

Yes, I know.

It won't be worth bringing it into the Imperial for only a few weeks.

You're right. I can't risk another loss.

Book another theatre.

There's none available.

We'll have to cancel.

No.

No, we'll do the tour as arranged.

Then we'll take the company straight to America.

Is there a prize, Lily?

In an untried play, partly written by you, the New York critics got them all.

You know, as before, you've had the prestige of a London success.

And a royal first night to use his publicity.

Your daughter and her husband came to our last garden party.

They are very charming. Thank you, Mom.

I must say, Lily, looking at you, it's difficult to believe you're a grandmother.

Do you spend much time with a little one?

Not as much as I'd wish, Miss Mills.

It is lovely to see you again, Lily.

I wanted to pay my respects before going off, Mom.

Of course you're heading back to America.

Speak up, Bertie.

I have always been able to hear Lily and Charlotte perfectly, but you have to come to the impossible.

He smokes far too much.

I've always said so.

You see?

And he rushes about almost as much as you do. Just won't stop work work.

There's a lot to do, Alex.

You need not shout.

Yes.

Well, why are you going to America this time?

I'm presenting a new play. It's called The Crossways, and I've written some of it myself.

But how exciting!

I hope the public don't find it too daring, Mom.

Is it not Charlotte? When are we to see it?

I'm afraid I'm going straight from our northern tour to New York, Miss Mills.

You mean we're not to see it in London?

Unfortunately.

Oh, how disappointing.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Oh, how disappointing, Lily.

Why not?

I don't have a series anymore.

Ah, yes. You lost quite a bit of money, I understand.

What a pity. We are not to see you in your new play, especially one that you have written yourself.

Yes, Mom.

Although there are a few days between the end of our tour and our sailing date.

And I do own the Imperial until the end of the year.

Put on a special performance you mean just for us?

Would that be possible?

I have never heard of anything so exciting.

No, no, no. Lily, it would involve you in far too much expense.

Unless I gave a special performance and ate one of your Majesty's charities.

Wonderful! We could arrange it together.

Yes, Mom.

I could send out invitations, and only those that had been invited would be allowed to buy tickets.

And everyone who received an invitation would have to come.

We will fill the theatre.

Naturally, we will pay all your company's expenses, Lily.

It will be an unforgettable night.

Of course, it is up to you, Bertie.

Well, of course, I suppose we shall have to accept.

After all, it will be a unique occasion.

And it should impress the Americans as well.

Well, that is settled then.

Goodbye, dear Lily.

Come along, Charlotte.

You can speak to me on the telephone for me.

She will help me to organize it.

We will send out a list.

And everybody who is in government at this point will be obliged to come and see this performance.

Here we go.

Special command performance, eh?

At whose command?

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