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Be honest, Mr Dudley, when
have you ever known me to be late?

It's not you I'm checking on, Sam.
It's me watch. Seems to have stopped.

Get yourself a new one, sir.

I've had this watch many
years — I'll have it mended.

If I were you, sir, I'd
want to be standing there

with a shiny new timepiece,
every little tick as reliable as you are.

Perhaps we should let you loose
on a promotion for pocket watches.

That would be an
honour and a privilege, sir.

Oh, would there
be a bonus in it?

- What do you make of it, Myrtle?
- What do I make of it, sir?

A moment to cherish. The first
day of our splendid new Food Hall.

Customers who come along
Tollgate Street will be met

by all manner of
culinary delights.

Do you mean food, sir?

This building has stood
derelict for a year and more,

a mark of hesitation
and failure.

Now it stands as a
declaration of intent,

an assertion that Tom Weston
means to raise The Paradise

to new heights.

Well, I'm pleased that you're
so pleased, Mr Weston, sir.

Why aren't you at work, Myrtle?

I was.

I-I mean, I will be.

I am. I just got caught up
in all your declarations, sir.

Share our commission?

At the end of every week

we will divide the total
amongst all of the girls, yes.

Why would we do that?
Those of us who work hardest,

who take a care to pamper
our regular customers,

you'd be taking the
earnings out of our purses.

But if we pool the money, if one of
us is sick or has a run of bad luck,

then there's a safety net.

If we feel that we're
working for each other,

then I believe we'll earn more.

Do we have to? But Susy, you
earn the least commission of all.

It might be nothing
but it is my nothing.

Isn't the competition,
the jealousy and fear,

isn't that what spurs us on?

I don't believe we have to
compete. We all love our work.

- I suggest we have a vote.
- A vote?

What if you lose? Won't
that undermine your authority?

I don't see it that way, Clara.

If it's a good idea, it will
win. If it's not, then it won't.

Raise your hand, please, if you
think we should share the commission.

Thank you.

It was Dudley's suggestion. We've
placed the counter prominently

and stationed decorative
clocks to draw the eye.

The rest is in Sam's
capable hands.

The point is, is to make the
gentlemen feel behind the times

without a little
ticker in their pocket.

It's not whether
they can afford it,

it's whether they can afford to
live of being in fear of being late.

Jewellery. Just as I have
opened the Food Hall,

you feature a prominent
display of jewellery.

These are not
ornaments, Mr Weston.

They are practical pieces,
functional instruments.

Functional instruments of gold
and silver, decorated with jewels.

If I may, what we need, gentlemen, is
something to fascinate the customers.

Perhaps, one watch
for them to marvel at,

something truly extravagant,
so they will dwell long enough

for me to work my magic on them.

Clara? Mmm?

I can't help wondering why you
voted to share the commission.

I'm no fool.

Put me hand up
against you, I'd have lost

and be left looking
like a trouble-maker.

I don't believe that was your
reason. Then what was it?

The other girls
didn't like the notion

and you didn't want
to leave me stranded.

Think I have a heart of soap?
You still don't know me, Denise.

Then you know it's a good idea.

Do you want the truth?

You asked us to vote.
I was grateful for that.

Good. Because we're
going to have another vote.

- Oh, Lord! What about this time?
- I don't know.

I'd like each of the girls in turn to
make a proposal and we'll vote on it.

I would appreciate if
you would go first, Clara.

If you watch a man with a
fine watch, what do you see?

He is a man with
time on his side.

A man who won't be
watching the clock.

Time waits for no man.

Once a week we go swimming
together. A girl's day out.

We can all watch Susy
sinking and have a laugh.

(GIRLS LAUGHING AND CHATTING)

If the new Food
Hall is a success, sir,

Mr Weston will have a
taste for more expansion.

He's already said as much to me.

Are we to wait until
he is beyond reach?

We must put more
pressure on them.

What we need, sir, is
for Mr Weston to feel

that being here is
a humiliation to him.

If he senses that his
wife still favours you...

It makes my skin
crawl to do this.

Mrs Weston enjoys all the
benefits of privilege, does she not?

You and I have carved
our lives from nothing.

Sir. The same woman stripped
you of everything you had worked for.

The same woman did not
flinch, driving you from this town.

I ask you to consider - why
does she summon you back here?

Do you think she is brimming
with good intentions towards you?

- No.
- We have a limited time to act.

You must focus your mind
only on what must be achieved.

We need something
else. Something more.

Something to cut
into Tom Weston.

You have an idea in mind, sir?

Perhaps.

What is it?

I'd rather not say.

There is no room for hesitation.

You must go after her, Moray,

with all those charms
you're famous for.

I realise that this is something I
need to ask your husband about,

but I felt obliged to
seek your permission first

since it's such a personal
matter, such a tender issue to you.

What could be so sensitive?

Your father's watch.

I can't shake off the
idea that it would make

he most magical
centrepiece for a display...

My father's watch?

Yes, yes, it's such a thing
of beauty that it would draw...

It is precious to me
beyond reckoning.

Do you suppose I would dangle
it before any passing drayman

in the hope that he will
come into your store?

I had no wish to cause
offence, Katherine.

And you made no effort
to exercise consideration.

I'm glad that I did not
ask your husband...

Tom does not have it.

I'm sorry. I simply
thought that, erm...

I remember your father
saying since he had no sons,

he would leave it to
the man you married.

Yes. Well.

That may have been something
he considered at one time.

Erm... I hope you can forgive
my clumsiness, Katherine,

but I intended for the
display to show respect...

I would appreciate it if you
would address me as Mrs Weston.

Of course. Mrs Weston.

Of course.

( KNOCKING)

Denise. Come in.

You wanted to speak
with me, Mr Weston, sir?

Since you've become Head
of Ladieswear there is a matter

- that is of growing concern to me.
- I'm sorry to hear that, sir.

It seems you're
introducing more modern,

one might even call
them democratic methods.

- Sir, I only want...
- Most impressive.

My concern is why the other
departments so patently lag behind.

I intend to gather all the
heads of department together

so that you might address them.

Perhaps you can infuse them
with a touch of your magic.

Sir, I am not
sure that it is my...

What, you don't like the
idea? What could be better?

I will gain the benefit of
your youthful ebullience

and you will enjoy the
recognition you deserve.

Surely, Denise, you can
let yourself bask just a little

in the admiration of your peers?

- Well, I...
- Good.

I will make the arrangements.

I have been asked
to make a presentation

to the heads of department

about how we do
things in Ladieswear.

Why would Mr Moray want
you to do a thing like that?

It was not Moray who
asked, it was Mr Weston.

What I thought was, we
could do it together -show them.

Do we have to vote on
it? I'll vote. I'll vote yes.

- I never get to show off.
- It's not about showing off, Susy.

It's a presentment.

Clara?

Why would Mr Weston
ask you to do such a thing?

He said he wants to introduce
modern ways of working.

Oh, that must be it, then. What
does Mr Moray think about this?

I haven't told him yet.

Cat. Pigeons.

All young girls are the same.

When we are ten,
we want to be eleven,

when we are eleven,
we want to be twelve.

I insist you delight in the
age that you are, Flora.

I was saying quite the
same thing to Denise today.

- Denise?
- Mmm.

Her youth is her defining
asset in her role in the store.

All that enthusiasm.

One can hardly put a cap on it.

I've determined to
make the most of it.

Oh?

And how will you
do that, darling?

I will let her serve as an example
to others of how to do their jobs.

She's quite something.

I'm sure you will no doubt charm
and educate every one of us, Denise.

All I will do is share a
few things I have tried

which seem to
make our work easier.

I only hope the more senior
members of staff don't see you

as placing yourself above them.

But it will be a wonderful
day for you, of course.

Her colleagues won't think badly
of Denise. We know her enough.

We all realise that she only
wishes to be of benefit to the store.

I'm sure it will be done in
the spirit of companionship.

I for one will be interested in
what methods she has introduced.

Mr Weston would not countenance
any doubts. You've already accepted?

Yes. I... He asked me and...

Then you must make
the most of the occasion.

Mrs Weston.

I have had a change of
heart. My father's watch.

I appreciate now that your
intention is to honour my father

by putting it on display.

I see no good reason not
to concede to your wishes.

Then I am most grateful.

Sam?

Sam, it seems we have
your centrepiece for you.

It is over a hundred years
old. My father inherited it.

To be honest, as much as I
cook up a tale for the customers,

I always thought a
watch was just a watch.

I know I asked for
something magical, sir,

but that'll have them queuing
up just to take a look at it.

My father taught me to
read the time with this.

It was the high
point of every day.

It has me bewitched.

You remind me of
when I was a child, Sam.

I used the self-same words
about it. It had me bewitched.

My father used to
hypnotise me with it.

He would swing it
gently before my eyes

and speak softly and convince
me he had induced a trance over me.

It is little wonder that
I should treasure it so.

We will treasure it
just as much, ma'am.

There is one
aspect of this matter

for which I would ask
your consideration, Moray.

Mm?

My father's wishes -that the watch
be passed on to the man I marry.

Tom does not know. I would
appreciate it if you made no mention.

Why, yes, yes, of course.
It's not my place to tell him.

I realise how deeply attached
you are to it, Mrs Weston.

Please, call me Katherine.

I never laid my eyes on
anything quite so marvellous.

How much do you suppose
it's worth, Mr Dudley?

It would keep the two of us in
wages for the rest of our lives, Sam.

Aye, but you get the
feeling that this is worth more

than pounds,
shillings and pence.

I hope you are not meddling
in Moray's affairs again, Jonas.

As you can see, Mr Dudley,
I'm simply going about my duties.

It is what I cannot
see that concerns me.

I have watched Moray
with Mrs Weston.

Why is he so cordial, so intimate
with her? What is going on?

I cannot speak on
Mr Moray's behalf, sir.

The more polite your tongue,

the more slippery you are
at avoiding my questions.

I mean no offence.

Yet you have no wish to be
open and honest with me, either.

I know that it is you
leading him down this path

and since I can prise no information
from either of you, I will say this.

Do you suppose you know best?

I ask you to consider
the circumstances, sir.

Who owns The Paradise? Is
there justice in what you see?

Do you believe life will
get easier for any of us

while Tom Weston holds the whip?

Especially for Mr Moray.

Can you feel your eyes drawn to
it? Like you can't stop looking at it?

That's not the
beauty of it, of course.

Well, it is a handsome thing!

But what we have here is a
power beyond explanation.

May I fall down and die.

Does it not feel as though
time itself has stopped?

Do you own a watch, sir?

You look like a man who
knows the importance of time,

who wouldn't have any old
piece of tin in your pocket.

Am I right or am I right?

This watch here, it's not a matter
of whether a fella can afford it.

It's whether a fella
can afford not to own it.

If there's an issue we need
to decide upon, we vote on it.

I didn't want to share my bonus
but when it was voted in, then I did.

I think I work harder now

because if the girls are
earning commission for me,

I ought to make
commission for them, too.

We even had a vote about whether
we would talk to you all today.

As a shop girl, I did my
best work when I felt involved,

part of a team.

I think if we all
enjoy ourselves,

then customers will
enjoy coming here.

I think that's everything.
Thank you for coming today.

Perhaps we should have a vote to
see if our little presentation's over.

( LAUGHTER)

Splendid! What Miss Denise and
her girls have illustrated for us today

is that we must not
rest on our laurels.

What has brought success
in the past will not do today.

Clearly, we would do well to see
that today's presentation leads the way.

- Is she not formidable, Moray?
- They all were, sir. They all were.

Everybody was so kind to me.

They were full of questions
and congratulations.

What did you think, sweetheart?

Tell me. Tell me honestly.

Your opinion's the
only one that matters.

I...

I delight in seeing you
light up this place, Denise,

but we must not forget, it
is not meant to be this way.

We are not meant to be
under their mercy or favour.

This place should
be ours. Do you see?

Of course.

Sometimes I get carried away.

I must do my best.

That is why we must go to any lengths
to make The Paradise mine again.

And then you will
be my leading lady.

I was a selling
machine today, Edmund.

I wish you could have seen us.

You're always a
selling machine, Sam.

Every man has to
be good at one thing.

I was peddling like it
was the end of the world!

And you want to know why?

My lucky charm.

What are you doing with that in
your pocket? It's worth a fortune.

I thought, for a few hours, while
the shop's closed, no-one will notice.

See what it feels like to have
something precious in my pocket.

And to be honest,
it feels marvellous.

It's not like you, Sam,
to flirt with trouble.

I know. I put a black cloth
over the spot in the cabinet.

No-one will even
notice it's missing.

But what if you
drop it or you lose it?

I saw it there, spellbinding,

I couldn't resist it.

The feel of it. The idea of it.

You have to admit, Edmund, it's
a thing of beauty, a living wonder.

It's certainly splendid

but I wouldn't thank you
for having that in my pocket.

Just by having it here,
I feel an inch taller,

more handsome, more fearless.

King of the world.

There's a name for that.
It's called temptation.

The thing is to resist it.

Ah, you're old, that's
all. Lost your daring, man!

Ask me what time it is.

- What time is it?
- Sam's time, that's what.

Sam's time to be on top.

He is toying with me.

He knows that if he can heap
praise and advancement onto Denise

that it will torment me.

Then you have a choice, sir.

You can let him win the
day, or you can meet him

with as much cunning and daring.

If you manage to plant into
Mr Weston's mind the clear idea

that his wife is pursuing you,
he will want someone to talk to.

I have already established
some trust between he and I.

If I let him see that I hold a
festering resentment towards you,

he might begin to confide in me.

( BANGING AND
CLATTERING) What is it, Jonas?

Oh, forgive me, sir.

I should not let my frustration
show in such a manner.

If I may, I will
return to my duties.

Something has upset you?

I appreciate your concern, sir,

but I cannot trouble you with my
grievances against my employer.

It was petty of me to
behave in this way. If I may...

Moray? What has he
done to disturb you?

I have served that man for some
years with loyalty and dedication

beyond the call of duty.

Do I not deserve the reward
of my employer's trust?

I don't know why it matters so
much to me to be trusted, sir,

but it does.

It seems to me you have the
equation the wrong way around, Jonas.

You should ask yourself if
Moray is worthy of your loyalty.

She told me herself - Katherine
Weston. That watch has powers.

Hypnotic powers.

Her family, in her
family, going back,

they used to mesmerise
each other with it.

Her father was the master of it.

How else do you
suppose he got his riches?

Powers. Incredible powers.

- Save your patter for the customers, Sam.
- As I stand here.

Well, sit here.
I felt it myself.

- I believe him.
- What is hypnotic, Sam?

Hypnosis, Susy, well,
it's a kind of sleep.

Well, not sleep
exactly. It's like...

Ah, it's not like being asleep. It's
like being here but not being here.

That's what Susy feels
like at the best of times.

It's like being
dazzled, kind of thing.

- What, like being drunk?
- What do you know about being drunk?

No. Hypnosis, it's...

Being hypnotised is like being in a
world where everything is possible.

If you want to dance
you'll be like a ballerina.

If you want to sing, you'll
warble like a songbird.

It's like being
in a kind of wish.

We should all
do it all the time.

- Oh, I want to be hypnotic.
- Hypnotised.

Can you? Can you
hypnotise me, Sam?

Careful, Susy,
he'll put you under

then tell you to give him
your wages every week.

If you are looking for an
out of body experience,

you have come to
the right fella, Susy.

Tonight. After we close.

- Can we all come?
- Why not?

Go on, then. In the
Great Hall. After we close.

- I wanted to say well done, Myrtle.
- To me, sir?

The breads, pies, pastries you've
cooked for the new Food Hall

are mouth-watering.

- The sales are extraordinary.
- Are they, sir?

- I mean, thank you, sir.
- Oh, yes.

Now we must step
up the splendour.

Perhaps something
special from your kitchen

to make the Food Hall
the talk of The Paradise.

That sounds marvellous, sir.

So what will you
provide me with?

What did you have
in mind, Mr Weston?

I had in mind that you would
offer me something truly irresistible.

Something to put in
the front window, Myrtle.

Something that might
outshine even a jewel.

I will, sir.

Let me just scratch my head for a
while, see what I can come up with.

Of course. We'll
speak again soon.

- Katherine.
- Oh!

Your father's watch has
proven to be quite a success.

You were right, of course.

I should have
known you would be.

Well, it's such a
magnificent treasure,

I can understand why you
might want to keep it to yourself.

Oh, but I did not
always wish to keep it.

I know it is difficult to say,
and to hear, such a thing.

But it seems to me now
it is better to tell the truth.

We have been through so
much together, you and I.

Surely we have no room
for pretences any more.

I have a confession to make.

Why I have never passed
the watch on to Tom.

My father wanted you to have it.

Is that true, Katherine?

Your father did not exhibit
such a fondness for me.

It is true.

Almost true.

I wanted him to
give it to you at our...

I can't seem to
let that idea go.

Perhaps that is why I
can't face giving it to Tom.

I know you can never
forgive me for what happened,

for what I did to
you, and to your...

Don't spoil it, please.

It feels unfair to
Tom to feel this way.

Which is why I have
decided it is best

he never knows that my
father intended his watch

to go to my husband.

I understand.

Have you noticed?

We have fallen into promenading
along the street, as we used to.

Some things are never lost.

(SHE LAUGHS)

Mrs Weston. Sit with me, Clara.

I was hoping to speak
with you privately.

Why would you wish
to speak to me, ma'am?

You are perhaps
closest to Denise.

I have been concerned how she
might be feeling about the watch.

The watch? I don't know that
she's greatly aware of it, Mrs Weston.

What I mean is, that I
should entrust Moray

with such a precious
thing from my family.

My understanding is that it
was here for a promotion, ma'am.

Yes. Yes, that is so.

But these things can
easily be misinterpreted,

given the kind of man Moray is,

as both you and I know.

And what kind of man is that?

A man ruled by his passions.

I would not like anyone to
think I had encouraged him.

By anyone, you mean Denise?

Why would you be concerned
for Denise's feelings?

There comes a point when our
fellow-feeling for another woman

is what touches us most.

Frankly, since Moray has
hurt both you and me, Clara,

our sympathies go, do they not,
to the woman who loves him now...

..who trusts him now?

Ma'am, are you
telling me that he has...

You know the kind of man
he is as well as I do, Clara.

Now, I want you to relax, Susy.

Relax.

Relax.

- Relax.
- Perhaps if you just breathe gently.

Now...

I want you to look at the watch.

I want you to believe in the
power that is in this watch.

It is the only thing
that your eyes can see,

the only thing in the world.

Let your eyes follow the watch.

You can feel your eyes
growing heavy, tired.

You can feel you
want to close your eyes.

Let your eyelids fall, closed.

Closed.

You can still see the watch, Susy,
because the watch is in your mind.

It feels wonderful. It is
the best you have ever felt.

Now I want you to hold
out your hands for me, Susy.

I'm going to put a pencil
in between your fingers.

Can you feel that?

Now the pencil is becoming
stuck to your fingertips.

The watch wants you to
feel how stuck the pencil is.

You want to let go
of it but you can't

because it's stuck to your
fingertips. It won't drop.

Now I'm going to take the
pencil from your fingertips, Susy,

because the watch
wants you to let it go...

now!

When I whistle a tune, Susy,
you will open your eyes -slowly-

slowly- and when
you open your eyes

you will have only one
thought in your mind.

I must buy Sam a beer.

I will buy Sam a beer.

Sam is a fine lad. Sam
is a handsome beast.

A girl could fall
for a lad like Sam.

Buy Sam a beer.

(SAM WHISTLES TUNE)

Are we going over to
the Three Crowns tonight?

I want to buy Sam a beer.

Jonas, thank you for
coming out here at night.

Shall we have a drink?

I never realised how handsome
Sam is before. I've quite fallen for him.

I see in you, Jonas, a man

who wishes only to be
of service to his employer.

Sadly, we have
established, have we not,

that Moray is undeserving
of your loyalty?

I know how you feel.

My wife and I have in good
faith brought Moray back here,

given him a position of
responsibility and trust,

yet I have the feeling he's plotting
to take The Paradise away from us.

Well, if he is, sir, he's
keeping it well hidden.

The point is, Jonas, I value and
trust your dedication to the store.

I do have to admit, sir, that
what The Paradise sorely needs is

a man, like you,

to restore some
honour to the place.

A soldier of distinction -
how can we not follow you?

To think that I am
working for a man

who served his
country so heroically.

How do you know about
my time in the army?

Forgive me, Mr Weston. Military
history is a passion of mine.

The Indian Mutiny
was a barbaric business

and for me to find myself sitting
next to a man who was there,

an officer who led the fight,
was decorated for his courage...

it would be a great honour to serve
you in any way you consider, sir.

Keep a watch on Moray.

Find out what he is contriving.

Ah, it's a wonderful piece
you've chosen. Spectacular.

Well, enjoy and thank you.

Shall we walk out tonight?

Aye, we'll probably all go over
to The Three Crowns, I suppose.

Well, no, I don't mean
all. I mean just you and me.

Susy, all that carry on with
the watch, it was just a lark.

You're such a handsome beast.

Susy. Hypnosis - it's
nothing more than a joke.

That watch has no
power. It's just a watch.

You tell the time with it. I
could fall for a lad like you.

Can I just say, slow down? You're
not in love with me. Nothing happened.

You might think that
something happened

but that's just because, well,
it's the kind of person you are.

So if you could just
get it into your mind that

that watch did not make
you fall in love with me.

Oh, there's Mr Dudley, you'd
better get back to your department.

- See you tonight.
- Sure.

Any chance of a
cup of tea, Myrtle?

I daren't go to the pub tonight.

Susy seems to think that that
damned hypnotism was real.

She keeps making eyes at me and
pestering me like a devoted puppy.

Oh, Sam, you're
just the lad I need.

Mr Weston has asked me to do
something special for the Food Hall

and there's not a
notion in my head.

I'm no cook, Myrtle.

No, but you could
mesmerise me with the watch

so that something might appear.

Didn't I just say? It's nonsense.
I was pretending. It was a joke.

- Ha-ha!
- Yes, I know that. But will you try?

Hello, Sam.

Denise, your presentation
was quite an inspiration.

- Everyone is talking about it.
- Thank you, sir.

Yes. It occurs to me that you might
spend a day in each department,

infuse them with that joie de
vivre that seems to spill out of you.

Er, isn't this something
we ought to discuss

before implementing
policy on the hoof, sir?

In my experience
of running a store,

one must consider such
things amongst management

- before speaking to the staff.
- Hmm.

What do you think, Denise?

- Sir, if I may...
- You may not. Denise?

It is not for me to decide, sir.

I'm not asking you to decide.
I'm asking for your opinion.

It could only work, sir, with the
consent of the other departments.

Of course. You can
start in the kitchens.

I can't see Myrtle
objecting, can you?

Every opportunity he can find

he is lavishing praise
and promotion onto Denise.

Moray, now more than
ever you must show restraint.

He is a bully. We all
know what a bully he is.

A spoiled child who
must have his own way.

I implore you, do not rise to
this. Do not scheme against him.

I will not let him crush me.

You're up to something. I
know it. Why won't you tell me...?

Dudley, just trust that
I know what I'm doing.

I cannot. Loyalty is
not a one-way track.

I have tried to encourage
you to tell me what is going on.

You refuse. That means
you do not trust me.

Dudley... Yet you choose
to lay your faith in Jonas.

It's for the good of all of us.

Then why is that not
what I see in your face?

In charge? You? My kitchen?

Not in charge, no.

Simply, for one day, we
might have some fun together.

I don't wish to do this if you
don't want me here, Myrtle.

What if one day
becomes two? What then?

Mr Weston wants a
display for the window.

I thought... Myrtle Cake.

- Myrtle Cake?
- Your recipe. Eighteen eggs.

We could decorate the
window - at one end, chickens.

Live chickens, feeding on corn.

And next to that a
mountain of eggs.

And then, on a beautiful
stand - Myrtle Cake.

Myrtle Cake.

You could decorate it with all
manner of sweets and ornaments.

We might sell the recipe.

And for those customers
who buy the cake,

they could come into your
kitchen and hear your tales

of how you learned
to make the cake.

- Did you tell Mr Weston this idea?
- Not yet.

We might tell him together.

Here! If you're going to be working
in my kitchen you'll need an apron.

You know what we might
put in this Myrtle Cake?

Lemon and treacle and ginger
to give it that bit of Myrtle spice!

So busy taking over
the world, Denise,

you ought to be careful you
don't miss out what really matters.

What do you mean?

Well, you love it all
so much, don't you?

They could drop you anywhere
in the store, anywhere in the city,

and you would make
it sing to your tune.

- What's wrong with that?
- Nothing.

There is really
nothing wrong with that.

What are you trying
to say to me, Clara?

Friends tried to warn me

the way I lived me life
would catch up with me

but I had to
learn it for myself.

Perhaps we all have
to learn it for ourselves.

I hear my father's watch has
caused something of a stir, Sam.

More of a splash than a
stir, I would say, ma'am.

Might I ask - when you
told us about the watch,

you know, the hypnotism

and your father
saying that as a child

he could put you
under his spell,

that was all jest?

Yes, of course. My
father was quite the tease.

That's what I thought.

He was fooling
with me, that's all.

Except, there was that
one time he convinced me

that under the influence of the
watch I had spoken a foreign language.

- Greek, I believe.
- Greek?

Yes, but it was
all rather good fun.

There was that one incident
that did rather astonish me.

As a child, I refused
to eat cabbage,

yet on one occasion,

my father dangled the watch
in front of me at the dinner table

and I ate a plateful
without complaint.

- Cabbage?
- I rather enjoyed it, too.

I suppose a child's mind
is open to suggestion.

Yes. That's it.

Oh, and there was such a mystery
about the watchmaker who made it.

He had six fingers on
his left hand, apparently.

And he could
see into the future.

My father loved to
tell me these stories.

They used to frighten
the life out of me.

Six fingers.

Excuse me a moment, sir.

You will think I am keeping
an eye on the family heirloom,

I'm in here so often.

Not at all. It's a
pleasure to see you.

In truth, I wanted to...

I think I said rather
too much the other day.

No, no, no, no. I'm glad
that we spoke, Katherine.

It has eased my mind to know that
the fondness between us is not lost.

Yes. I feel the same way.

When two people have
been as close as we were,

then it hurts too much
for there to be any ill will.

Yes.

Perhaps we could meet
from time to time, for coffee?

- I would like that.
- Well, then, we must.

Perhaps... Tom can be so
unreasonably jealous sometimes,

it would be unhelpful
for him to know.

If that is what you prefer, then, of
course, I will respect your wishes.

Moray! Would you be so kind
as to join my wife and I for dinner?

If you wish, sir.

What I mean is, I am grateful for
the invitation, if a little surprised.

I have some news.

Good news is always best
delivered with a glass of champagne.

Good news for me?
You have me curious, sir.

The news is for Denise.
Will you invite her or shall I?

Hello, Sam.

I've just got to run
back to the store.

If he has news, then why
doesn't he simply tell us?

Why invite us to the house?

The thought of dinner
with them is excruciating.

You said yourself, we must
keep good relations with them

and that is what we are doing.

I don't trust him.

I don't suppose
he trusts you either.

- What do you mean?
- He knows you want The Paradise back

and that you are looking
for ways to do that.

We must be wary, Denise.

Whatever this news is,
there will be a trap in it.

John, perhaps this evening is
an opportunity to prove to them

how devoted we
are to one another

and that together
we're not afraid of them.

Yes.

Dinner? Here? The two of them?

- I thought it might be rather fun.
- You might have asked me.

And you might have
asked me before you took

to promenading along
Tollgate Street with Moray,

for all the world to
gaze upon and wonder.

I see.

I have learnt by being about that
place that she has quite an appetite.

Denise is bubbling with ambition.
It pleases me to foster that.

She shows every
sign of outshining him.

Moray may prove to be
not man enough for her.

I like the idea of
entertaining her here.

I suspect she will have
a taste for a little glitter.

Mr Weston, as I suggested to
you, sir, was injured in battle.

Hurt badly it would seem.

Returned home from
India, retired from the army.

Then might that not explain...?

Tom Weston was
serving his country

while I was here selling
the latest fashions.

Is it any wonder he holds a
grudge against men like me?

Is it not shameful of us
to inflict further turmoil

on the soldier who's suffered
beyond anything I can imagine?

If you pity the man you
will never defeat him.

Sir, if I may.

Mr Weston must learn
about the watch, sir.

I can find an opportunity to
present him with the knowledge

that his wife has concealed
from him her father's intentions.

No, Jonas. Not after reading
this. I don't want him to know.

I tell you, Edmund. I
didn't put it in my pocket.

But you must have put
it there. You've forgotten.

That's worse, isn't it?

I put it in my own pocket and I
didn't even realise I was doing it?

It's like the watch
put itself there.

- Sam, lad, this is wild talk.
- That thing.

Right, there's this fella
who works in the bay-

Lee, Raymond Lee - Lee the Flea.

I never liked the bloke

and he was rattling on
me yesterday, on and on.

I'm standing at my counter,
I'm cursing in my head.

- Now today, what do you think?
- He's taken sick to his bed.

How does that happen?

It happens because
sometimes people get ill.

No, no.

It's the watch. I know it is.

I've got Susy following
me around like a sop.

I can't shake her out
of it no matter what I do.

Well, if it's bothering
you that much,

why don't you ask Mr Dudley to
take you off the watch counter?

I will. I will.

That's... That's what I'll do.

It is so laudable,
is it not, Moray,

for a girl to come from
a lowly little town like...

- Where is it, Denise?
- Peebles, sir.

Peebles. Even the word
is a treat on the tongue.

Katherine and I have no idea what it
means to come from such beginnings

and to prove
oneself in the city.

I suppose it's no small feat

to prove oneself in the
armed forces, Mr Weston.

Yes. There is that.

But for a woman, a young
woman in a man's world,

and to do it all with such...

What shall we call it, Moray?

- Eagerness?
- Oh, come!

That is not what I meant at all. I
mean with such effervescence.

We were wondering what
the news might be, sir.

Does he appreciate what a fortunate
man he is, Denise? I hope he does.

Yes. And I am very
fortunate to work with John.

He's always encouraged me.

Do you, Moray? Do you realise quite
what a woman you have on your hands?

I'd be a fool not to, sir.

News indeed.

We want to send
you to Paris, Denise.

On a reconnaissance mission.

To visit Le Bon Marche

and to fill your eyes with
the latest French fashions.

Well! That is rather...

I don't quite know what to say.

Thank you!

Spend a week there. Immerse
yourself in all things Parisienne.

We want our Head of Ladieswear
to be versed in La Mode Illustree.

Do you think you are
ready for such a trip?

Yes, sir.

Denise in Paris!

MORAY: Don't you see
what he is doing to us, darling?

He's feeding you with prizes
so that you feel happy here,

so that you accept
the way things are.

I could learn so much in Paris.

It's not that I want to
stop you from going.

I want you to see
what he's doing.

I'll find a reason to say no.

I'll tell him I'm sick or that
the travelling will make me ill.

It is for us that I am
doing this, Denise,

so we can be together
in The Paradise.

I know.

I always wanted it
to be me out front

but it feels better for it to be
my baking what's in the limelight.

Thank you, Denise.

Mr Dudley, sir, with
your permission, sir,

I would like to be taken
off the watch counter.

But the watches are
our best-selling item.

You're working wonders.
But still, if you will, sir.

I'd appreciate the move.

You've never earned so much bonus.
Why would you turn your back on that?

Watches aren't for me. I
prefer to go back to silks.

I'll give it some thought.

Could you give it some thought
now, sir, while you're standing here?

It creates a bad impression

if staff are hopping about
from counter to counter.

I want you to see it
through with the watches.

- If I were to plead with you sir?
- But for what reason?

Give me a sound reason and I
will give it some consideration.

Very well, Mr Dudley, sir.

( KNOCKING) Come in.

I want you to tell him.

Tell Tom Weston that Lord
Glendenning intended his watch

to be left to Katherine's husband
but she's kept this from him.

You're still doing
the watches then?

I asked Mr Dudley to
move us but he refused.

Look at it. Hangs there
like it's mocking us.

Sam, you need to calm down. You're
letting your mind run away with you.

How can I calm down
when the thing's right there?

- It wants to possess us. I hate it.
- Sam, stop it!

I'm getting such urges in my mind,
that I want to throw it in the river,

go down to the bridge,
put it in a bag with a stone

and toss it into the
water, be rid of it.

Then I might be at peace again.

Sam, if you do that
you'll end up in prison.

This is a valuable watch.
It's Katherine Weston's watch.

I don't want to do it.
But I can't stop thinking it.

Well, perhaps it'll go back
where it came from soon, eh?

Will you join me
in a drink, Jonas?

I... I should be getting
on with my duties, sir.

I'm your employer. Your duty at this
moment is to enjoy a drink with me.

What's the matter with you?

Did you find out
what Moray is up to?

I have no intelligence on
Mr Moray's finances, sir.

You chose your words
too carefully, Jonas.

What are you concealing from me?

You have something
on your mind. I can see it.

It is not for me to tell
a man such things, sir.

What things?

It is dangerous when
a husband learns...

My wife?

What is it? I insist you
tell me what you know.

- Please, sir!
- Tell me.

The watch, sir.

I saw your wife talking to Mr
Moray. What about the watch?

Her father bequeathed
that the piece

was to be passed on
to the man she married.

Now you see, sir, why this
is impossible for me to tell.

Carry on.

She has decided not to tell
you of her father's wishes.

You heard her
telling Moray this?

She asked him to keep
it a secret, between them.

I see.

Mr Weston, I'm afraid I
can't accept your kind offer

of a trip to Paris.

I promise you, gentlemen. When I
closed up my counter it was there.

- But it is not there now, Sam.
- No, sir.

I've checked my
pockets and it's not there.

Why would you want
to check your pockets?

What, what I mean is, right
the... The thing is strange, sir.

One night -and I know this is
going to be difficult to believe -

I put it away and I went to my
room and it was, it was in my...

Gentlemen, I have no
wish to want that watch.

That damned watch is bewitched.

Mr Weston took the
watch. I saw him take it.

Then it's gone.

I'm a free man again!

How do I stop her
following me all the time

and looking at me like
I'm the God of Love?

And saying, "Hello,
Sam," every time I see her?

You'll have to
hypnotise her again.

I didn't hypnotise
her in the first place.

And the watch is gone now.

Susy would believe
it if you told her

you'd hypnotised her
with a feather duster.

Leave it to me.

When you wake up you will
think that Sam is just a lad,

like all the other
lads, plenty of chat,

but you could never marry him.

( LOUD CLAP)

I had the strangest feeling.

I...

I thought I was
in love with Sam.

Isn't that silly?

Do we have to tell
him that you're not?

It's gone lazy on me again, Sam.

May I suggest, sir...

- Get it fixed.
- Hello, Sam.

The Food Hall has
been a great success.

I had not imagined I
might be so engaged

by how cakes and
buns might sell.

Would you care to visit
the Food Hall today, Flora?

Yes, Papa. What time shall we
go? Perhaps later this morning?

Yes.

I found her sitting in my chair

as though she were
trying out the throne.

(GUNSHOT) I cannot
bear one more day!

- Tom will destroy you.
- Denise will destroy you.

- You think we should defy Moray?
- Let's call it helping.

Without his
knowledge or consent.

DUDLEY: I'm not sure that acting
secretly is the best way, Denise.