All language subtitles for The Mill 2013 S02E06

You'll have to accept a wage
reduction.

You taking us out on strike for a
month? It won't last that long.

If every worker in Britain comes
out, we'll win in a week.

Everyone out! Return to your
machines! Ignore him!

Tommy! Help!

It belongs to me!

Sssh!

Let's go.

There you are, you see.
Back to normal today.

Come on.

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If you're willing to work for three
quarters of last week's wage,

if you don't want the right to
a say in who rules you,

walk in.

I don't need your permission.

But when we win,
will you insist on your wage cut?

Will you refuse your vote?

Cross this line,
you'll be a knobstick for ever.

No-one will speak to you again.

Hey, Blacklegs.

She must be talking to you.

You're a blackleg! Scab!

Scab!

I appreciate your loyalty, John.

Have Bate arrested

and it'll be over in no time, sir.

It suits me to let the machines
lie idle for a time.

The market's flat.
The warehouse is full.

My mother's at death's door.

Help! Fetch the doctor, help!

Why are you out of bed, Mrs Greg?
What are you doing in here?

Peter... needs....

..the truth.

18... 14.

Hey, eat up, Tommy.

I know I'm not the best cook, but...

look on the bright side,
it's only a small portion.

You can't afford to keep us.

We should go back to the workhouse.

Lucy and your sister will filch us
food from the 'prentice house.

Hey, Billy's dad will help.

We need to go.

I know what you're thinking.

When you start earning again,

you can have a say in how we divide
our fodder.

Until then,
you're not leaving this table

until you eat
everything in front of you.

Ever thought you might like a child
of your own, James?

No.

Well, neither of us knew our dads

and yet here we are, doing this

with no personal
experience to draw upon.

And look at them!
They think it's Christmas,

and I was expecting you to make me
punish them.

Relativity, George.

Ah, the family they never had.

I meant,
better the child in our care is fed,

the more punished the child in the
care of the turnout will feel.

Oh.

Hands up or I'll shoot!

It's me.

I followed Esther Price here.

You in there, come on out!

Surrender yourself or I'll shoot you
dead as a common thief.

If there's anything missing,
we could still arrest her.

There doesn't appear to be.

At least she got away empty-handed.

There you go, Tommy. Back where it
belongs.

A bit rusty,
but a spot of oil will fix it.

140 delegates.

I'm there for one mill.

The Mossley man was
representing 12,

the Ashton delegate
spoke for 30,000 people.

It's a parliament.

A working class parliament.

How does that feel, Tommy?

Can I keep it?

It's yours.

Half a million people are out.
From Dundee to Merthyr.

What about strike pay?

Five bob for a married man.
Three bob for a single man.

A union man pays in a penny a week.

He's entitled to strike pay.

But anyone who hasn't paid.

I'd have paid. I tried to pay.

We have to go back tomorrow, Tommy,
now you've got your hand back.

If it's any consolation,
there's that many men

out on strike, the fund
won't stretch to more than a week.

Let's hope this strike doesn't.

I know, I know, Billy. I know.

I don't have anything for you yet,
but in a couple of hours, eh? Eh?

What does it say?

Can't you guess?

Go back to work, Price.
Your baby's hungry.

Go to hell, knobstick.

Is it knobstick?!

Oi!

I'm going out to trap something.

Do you know how?

Grandad's been teaching me.

He used to be the best poacher
in three counties...

according to him.

Hey, be careful.

Oh, I was walking around
to put him to sleep, I wasn't...

I know. Give him here?

I'll bring him over
in a couple of hours.

Give him here.

I've got a spud you can have.

I don't want it.

Well, you're eating for three.

Take it as this week's wages.

What am I, a knobstick?

It's not work, Esther,
it's solidarity.

Excuse me, sir.

I have something here from
a man who can't come today.

It's a letter of condolence, he said.

For one of Mrs Greg's nephews.

He asked me to make sure
it was delivered

before Mrs Greg's funeral.

Of course.

Thank you.

My mother had just two sisters.

They had at least a dozen
children between them.

My father was one of ten.

There could be a hundred nephews.

I don't recall a Vernon
in the family, do you?

No.

Perhaps it was delivered
to the wrong church?

Deal with this, Windell.

Some mistake.

People are starving
and we're spending money on paint?

The people responsible for this

are responsible
for their own hunger.

Poachers, probably.

Lord Stamford's brought
in extra gamekeepers.

How's it come to this?

Was that gunshot?

Why? Was it?!

Why? Where's Will?

Where is he?!

Was that a gun?!

Has Will gone poaching for you?

Answer me! Has he gone poaching?!

He went that way...
Are you sure? Yeah.

I'll kill ya!
If that's Will, I'll kill ya!

Stop! What direction did
it come from? Think!

What's happening?

Is that Will?

I think it's Joshua Bibby.

Now will you go back to work?

Please take a seat, ladies.

We want to offer our condolences.

Thank you.

Your mother was a good woman.

She always tried to do
the right thing.

The Friendly Society was her idea.

A farthing set aside out of
every shilling earned,

to pay for sickness and funerals.

And Joshua Bibby
paid into it for 11 years.

Ten years, 41 weeks, four days.

We're here on his widow's behalf.

Because your husband's away again,
passing more resolutions?

She wants what she's owed, so she
can give him a Christian burial.

At the time of his demise,
Joshua Bibby was not employed by us.

He was on strike.

Nor was he sick,
he was engaged in a felony.

It's his money.

Greg and Sons were just
looking after it.

And gaining interest.

You're right.

Windell, see that Mrs Bibby
gets what she needs.

Thank you.

A personal favour.

Although I'm surprised
your husband doesn't

object to the undertaker working.

He'll be given a licence
by the strike committee.

You can't be serious?

Same as the grain mills. People need
burying, people need bread, so...

And the strike committee
have sanctioned

the apprentices to come in
to do essential maintenance.

Daniel wants to make sure
the machinery isn't damaged

while it's lying idle. Thank you.

Stopping work is one thing,

but when they decide what work
gets done, who does it and when,

that's... that's revolution!

What are we, Windell?

French?

I don't want you in today.
It's not convenient.

But Daniel Bate says there's
maintenance work needs doing.

I want you in tomorrow.

Anybody who isn't here
will be dismissed

and evicted from the village.

- Is that clear?
- Evicted?

Now, go and spread the word.

Can he kick us out of our homes?

He owns near enough the whole
village, apart from this place.

He'd need an army to evict everyone.

The Dragoons and Grenadier Guards
are only down the road.

Maybe it's time to give up.

We've come too far now.

If you start something,
you finish it.

No matter how long it takes.

If we surrender now,
Joshua Bibby died for nothing.

Do you think his widow and sons
want us to give up? MAN: No.

There isn't a family
in all of England

who want the charter
more than they do.

Because when we get it,

and Parliament is controlled
by the working class,

never again will
an aristocrat's lackey

or a man in uniform get away
with murdering a poor man

for the crime of trying
to feed his family.

Aye.

So, those of you who think we should
stay out and keep fighting...

..raise you hand.

Yes!

What happened to the secret ballot?

Oh, do you really want to give
everyone a stone each?

We're going in.

Because my son died too,

fighting for an Englishman's
right to be free.

- Knobstick!
- Knobstick!

Yeah, knobstick!

If he wants a war, he's got one.

The mill starts again on Monday.

And you're coming to work with us.

John, no-one speaks to us as it is.

They'll be gone soon
and we'll still be here.

They're the past.
We're the future.

I won't do it. You'll do as you're
told while you're under my roof.

Fine. I'll go, then.

No, no, you won't!

I'll not lose anther one.

If you go now, you'll be walking
out of this family for good.

We'll not feed you.

I'll feed him. You won't!

You'll do as I say.

I'm the master of this house!

We've been thrown out
of the apprentice house.

What do you want?

Knobsticks.

Billy.

Billy.

Billy. Wake up.

Billy, please...

He used to cry all the time.

He's saving energy. Be grateful.

Do you think we should give in?

It's too late.
They won't take us back now.

We have to win.

You look like you've been
press-ganged from Bridewells.

Women and children,
step aside.

If they're the kind of men who hit
women, let them show themselves!

Stand, girls! Don't let them pass!

Arm in arm with savages!

It's you with the clubs.

A gang of thieves.

Do you think we'll stand by
and watch you steal our jobs?

Let us pass

or we break through.

No.

Never!

Shall I fetch Dr Holland?

He's the manufactory physician.
They're not our workers any more.

How could you let them do that?

They might be in, but they
won't get those machines working.

You know he's gone too far now,
don't you?

Work for glaziers.

It's an ill wind, as they say.

Aye, you got off lightly.

I bit one,
I'll probably die of poisoning!

The snake has to bite you.

You might be dead
when John Howlett gets home.

I'm not scared of him.

Go and get washed.

Scab.

Scab.

Get out.

If he goes, we all go.

I mean it.

I will go

if you force me to.

It'll be over by the end
of the week.

Back to how it was.

It'll never be how it was.

This can't be fixed like a window.

If the poor were in Parliament,

they'd sell their votes to the
highest bidder.

MPs have to be rich,
independent, educated men,

else no-one would respect them!

I know he's in Manchester.

May I come in?
I have an offer to make.

Are the children in bed?

Yes.

So you can keep your voice down.

How's Angela?

Hungry.

Same as everybody else.

Your husband's a clever man.
There's no need to go hungry.

What did you want, William?

When my brother offered him
a half share in the loom patent...

do you know how much money
he tore up?

Is there anything you care
more about than money?

If you were my family, I'd care
about you more than he does.

Well, history says otherwise.

That man and his madness
are destroying you!

I hate to see it.

You deserve better.

I want to compensate you
for the patent money he squandered.

Daniel would never agree to that.

That's why you must leave him.

Save your children
from this suffering.

I'll arrange transport.

Anywhere. Lancaster.

With your sister, if you wish.

I'll send you an annual allowance to
pay for Angela's upbringing.

All I ask is that you leave the man
who spends more time

worrying about every damn
pauper in the country

than he does about his own family!

The first time Daniel
and I walked out together...

..he told me men could fly.

I laughed at him...

..but it's true.

A man has flown across the
English Channel in a balloon.

And Daniel said,

"Imagine
if someone had told Samuel Greg

"when he was a boy that by the time
he was an old man, people would fly.

"He'd have thought them mad."

And then he put his hand
on my belly

and he said,

"If we can overcome gravity...

"..do you really think we won't
overcome poverty

"by the time your baby is
Samuel Greg's age?"

The first time you
and I walked out together,

do you remember what
we talked about?

You.

There's the door.

Don't come back. Ever.

You're making a huge mistake.

No. You were the huge mistake.

Angela won't reach my father's age.

Look at you!

Look!

This is so unnecessary.

He's skilled. And you...

You used to be beautiful.

I've never felt more
beautiful in my life.

Come on, Billy.

Eh, I know it's only water,
but it's better than nothing. Eh?

Look at this lot.

Sat around all day making
the place look ugly.

Go away, Patience.

This is the Master's niece - we're
off to the pond to feed the ducks.

Ah, it's too late.

We ate them.

She's joking, she's joking.
They wouldn't dare!

They haven't eaten in days.

I only wish we could share
some of our bread.

Mind you, they say your mummy's
famous for her charity work.

If the beggars
ask nicely enough,

I could toss 'em a few crumbs.

We'd rather starve.

Please, Patience.

If you can spare some for my baby,
I'd be really grateful.

Well, seeing as you asked nicely
and it's a bit stale. Help yourself.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Come on.

You should have just took it.

Should've took it off her by force.

There, that's nice.

That'll be my cart now.

I'll probably have to walk home,
but I'll be back by midnight.

As long as someone can
shut McDouall up.

Daniel Bate?
Get out of my house.

Are you Daniel Bate?

No, he isn't. Get out!
I have an order for your arrest

on charges of sedition
and riotous assembly.

You're coming with us.

No, leave him alone! Let me go, love!
He's done nothing wrong!

Look after the kids... Daniel!

No! No!

Where are you taking him?

Let him go!

Stay out of it!

We need to stop them!

He's been arrested for sedition, can he
hang for that? Susannah, I'll be back soon!

Are you watching this?

The same uniform your son wore!

The same ones that killed my father.

Is this what he died for?

Is it?!

NO!

Stop!

NO!

Don't give them an excuse! They think
if they arrest one man, this'll end.

There's a meeting
today in Manchester.

Elect someone to go in my place.

Stay strong! Be resolute!
Keep fighting! Our cause is just!

At last,

law and order.

What do we do now?

Elect someone to go to Manchester.
Tell them what happened.

Who'd be our best spokesman?

No, I can't do it.

Yes, you can!

Give 'im here.
Give him to me.

Billy?

Billy...?

Billy?!

Billy!

What do you want?

There's a baby ill.

I need to get to Wilmslow
to fetch Dr Holland.

Will you drive me?

Go away. I don't believe you.

There's a child dying!

Do you think I'm a fool?

You can't afford a doctor.

What kind of man are you?

I'm not a Hackney service.

I'll drive myself!

I'm sorry.

But there really is a dying child.

I didn't knock in case I woke them.

Hey...

If it's any consolation,
he isn't alone.

Hundreds have been arrested.

There's going to be a session
at the New Bailey.

Is Billy not here with you?

I'm so sorry, Esther.

Why?

I couldn't make him take anything.

And he...

..he went...

..peacefully.

I swear to you,
Billy got no less than our Tony.

Women feed more than one baby all
the time. You make what they need.

I know Tony's bigger and stronger
but I was feeding him solids too.

Esther, I'm sorry.

I want to see him.

Will took him home.

What, his own home? They've
accepted him now that he's dead?

I don't know.

Go feed your boy.
It's not your fault.

I'm sorry...

Esther...

Would it be better to
remember him as he was?

I need to see him.

I'll come in with you.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry for yours.

It should never have come to this.

No, it shouldn't.

You had a choice.

Shut up, John.

If it's anyone's fault, it's yours.

She's a mother. She didn't know
her own child was starving?

I knew.

Where is he?

Hey!

Come on!

I've been watching you.

You're the brains
behind the business.

I just deal with the books.
No, Master William was born to it.

But you earned it.
Worked your way up.

And I think you knew the size of
that wage cut was too much to bear.

What do you want?

Esther's baby died tonight.

Daniel Bate's been arrested.

His wife's coming to see
Master William tomorrow to talk.

Can you persuade him to compromise?

All I can do is advise.

Well, advise him
that people are angry.

And if he keeps hitting us
while we're down,

he'll only make things worse.
Do you understand that?

I do.

Can you make him understand it?

I'll try.

She wants some time alone.

I shouldn't have said that.
She knows what she's done.

What? What has she done?

Will, in hard times,

three quarters of a wage
is better than nothing.

If she'd had the common sense
to accept that...

If I stood up to you,
I could have stopped this! No!

No, you couldn't, Will.

This is her fault.

Like Job's death was your fault?

I encouraged him to join the army.

Because there was no work!

No son of mine
will ever be an idler.

So I persuaded him to enlist.

I wanted him to serve, to follow
in your brother's footsteps.

He was a good boy. He always
tried to please his father.

I know I blamed you. I was wrong.

It wasn't your fault.

It was!

I can accept that burden
because I'm proud of it

and the choices he made.

Just like Abe can be
proud of his boy.

David, your father,
died for his country.

And Job followed his example.

What did you son die for?

So he's my son now?

Why did he die when
his mother knew he was starving?

I'm more to blame than she is!
No, you're not, stop it!

I should have put food on
their table! You should have let me!

She chose not to work!

Can we all stop blaming each other?

Someone's to blame!

Why? Why does there always
have to be a scapegoat? Because...

John's right about one thing.

I am proud of your father, Will.

He was a hero. Same as Job.

I wanted him to be a shoemaker!

I was teaching him.

When trade was slow,
when we were hungry,

I taught him how to hunt
wild rabbits on the common.

Then things changed, and
those rabbits belonged to someone

and hunting them became poaching.

When he was only 14,
he got caught for the second time,

which in the eyes of the law
made him "an incorrigible rogue".

So he had a choice -
seven years' transportation

or take the King's shilling.

Australia or the army.

What kind of a choice was that, John?

A poor man's choice.

Same as Job's.

Weren't his fault we were poor.

And it ain't any one person's
fault that Esther's baby has died.

I'm sorry.

But it's just not true. We're
responsible for our own actions!

All I've got left to lose
is my life, and I'm ready for that.

But if you cancel the wage cuts
and take us back at the old rates,

we'll forget about the Charter.

But when we say all, we mean it.

Every striker, including Daniel.

The law must take its course.
I have no power to intervene.

A ship to Botany Bay awaits,
I'm afraid.

And a ship to Dominica awaits
the man who assaulted Mr Howlett.

You'll have to get rid of Howlett.
No-one will work with him.

They'll have to.
But as a sign of good faith,

I'll allow Mr Gardener to stay.

Is that wise, Master?
He drew a gun on me last night.

And how did he get a gun?

He took mine.

You pointed it at his face

while he was pleading with you
to get the doctor and save my son.

All of us, or none of us.

Mr Windell will apologise
to Mr Gardener.

I'll instruct Howlett to
make his peace with him.

I can't free your husband any more
than I can grant the Charter.

But to make up for it...

..I'll take you back.

He's cancelled the wage cuts
and taken us all back.

It's a good deal.
No-one could have done better.

A wage you can live on
is more important right now.

You'll have to wait for the vote.

I was Angie's age at Peterloo.

Up on my dad's shoulders
when they charged.

My earliest memory is a man on a
horse slicing through a crowd with a sabre.

First battle in
the fight for democracy.

I thought this would be the last.

I know sometimes
I put our family second to...

What?

The family of man?

You do understand, don't you?

Our son is alive.

And Esther's isn't.

Do you understand that?

Will you wait for me?

I never regretted
the day you stopped that cart.

I never will. I'll be back before...

before we get the vote.

They're saying seven years, but the
Tolpuddle men were back in three.

Can you manage
on your own till then?

I won't be on my own.

I'll be in the mill, with the girls.

Time's up.

I love you.

I love you too.

Aye, aye, all right, that's enough!

Goodbye.

Come on, come on. Time's up!

I am the resurrection and the life.

He that believeth in me,
though he were dead,

and whosoever liveth and
believeth in me shall never die.

Come on, everyone,
let's go to work.

# The time shall come
when man shall hold

♪ His brother more dear than sordid
gold... ♪

Here they come, Master!

# The negro's stain his freeborn mind
Shall sever no more from humankind

♪ Toil, brothers, toil... ♪

You're all late!

♪ Toil, O brothers, toil... ♪
It'll cost you a quarter of a day!

# Till the work is done
and the Charter won

♪ Toil, O brothers, toil... ♪

I'm sorry.

What for?

The gun.

This is James Scottson.

Daniel Bate's replacement.

This gentleman is... Babatunde.

Babatunde Adisa Oguniru.

..Peter Gardener.

Watch him.

Where have you been?

Privy. Without permission?
You owe me an explanation, Price.

Yeah, and you owe us
a quarter of your wages, knobstick.

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