All language subtitles for An Old Fashioned Thanksgiving (2008)

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Woman: [ Writing ]
"DEAR MRS. CALDWELL,

MY FRIEND AND NEIGHBOUR,
MR. GIDEON HOPKINS,

HAD THE PLEASURE TO
MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE
THIS SUMMER,

ON A FERRY TRIP
FROM CYPRUS TO CRETE.

IF YOU ARE READING THIS,

IT MEANS THAT
HIS FIRST SUSPICIONS
HAVE BEEN CONFIRMED...

YOU, MRS. CALDWELL,
ARE MY MOTHER.

I TRUST I WILL BE FORGIVEN

FOR NOT REMEMBERING
WHEN, OR WHY, WE PARTED.

MY BELOVED HUSBAND
WAS RECENTLY
KIDNAPPED BY GYPSIES,

AND I MUST ADMIT
THE EXPERIENCE

HAS LEFT ME
SOMEWHAT UNDONE.

DEPRIVED OF
HIS PROTECTION,

MY CHILDREN AND I LIVE
LIKE WILD ANIMALS,

DEMENTED BY HUNGER,

AND AT RISK OF
LOSING SHELTER AS WELL.

WE ARE KEPT AFLOAT
BY ONE HOPE:

THAT, HAVING BEEN
ALERTED TO OUR PLIGHT,

YOU WILL JOYFULLY
EMBRACE YOUR MATERNAL
RESPONSIBILITY,

AND RESTORE US
TO OUR FORMER LIVES.

ANXIOUSLY AWAITING
YOUR REPLY.

YOURS SINCERELY, MARY."

Woman: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER ONE, 'THE LETTER',

BY WHICH
OUR STORY BEGINS."

GOOD MORNING, TILLY.

MMM-HMM!

THANK YOU.

HAVE A GOOD DAY!

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[ Mixed greetings ]

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WHAT COULD BE
KEEPING MOTHER?

SHE'S DELIVERING
A BABY.

HOW MUCH TIME
COULD IT TAKE?

SHE'S BEEN GONE
ALL NIGHT AND
HALF THE DAY.

Baby:
[ Squalling ]

DON'T WORRY,
SHE'S WELL.

[ Crying ]

I FOUND IT.

THE SERVING PLATTER.
LOVELY.

AT THIS RATE
I'LL MISS THE POST.

THE POST OFFICE
CAN DO WITHOUT YOUR
HOVERING FOR ONE DAY.

I'M NOT HOVERING!

I SHALL DIE OF SHOCK
IF THIS MYSTERIOUS
LETTER EVER ARRIVES.

HERE'S FLOUR.

IT'S ALL
WE HAVE.

WE'D BETTER PUT IT AWAY,
SO IT DOESN'T GET WASTED.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

PLANNING THANKSGIVING!

THANKSGIVING IS
TWO WEEKS AWAY.

I'VE BEEN OVER
THE PANTRY.

IT SEEMS WE NEED
PUDDING, CRANBERRIES,
MASHED POTATOES,

TURKEY, AND PIE.

BASICALLY, EVERYTHING.

IT'S NOT LIKE
OTHER YEARS.

WE MAY NOT HAVE A
THANKSGIVING, SOLOMON.

THIS WAY,
WE WON'T BE TEMPTED.

WATCH YOURSELF,
SOLOMON.

[ Straining ]
SOLOMON!

[ Clatter ]

OH, SOL...

LOOK WHAT
YOU'VE DONE.

IT WAS AN
ACCIDENT, MOTHER.

WELL, AT LEAST
YOU KEPT BUSY.

[ Giggles ]

THERE WON'T BE PUDDING,
AND THERE WON'T BE PIES.

BUT WE'LL HAVE
EACH OTHER,

AND THAT'S WHAT
THANKSGIVING'S
ALL ABOUT.

BUT WE HAVE EACH
OTHER ALL THE TIME.

PUDDINGS IS WHAT
WE LOOK FORWARD TO.

WE CAN LOOK FORWARD
TO A VERY SPECIAL
THANKSGIVING.

Solomon:
NO PUDDING?

Mother:
NO PUDDING.

NO TURKEY,
NO CRANBERRIES?

NO STUFFING,
NO GRAVY.

HOW?

IF WE CAN'T PUT
DINNER ON THE TABLE,

THEN AT LEAST
WE CAN PUT IT ON
THE TABLECLOTH.

IS THIS ANOTHER
STITCHING PROJECT?

WE HAVE MUCH
LEFTOVER CLOTH

THAT CAN BE CUT INTO
TURKEYS AND PILGRIMS.

WE'LL MAKE IT TOGETHER
OVER THE NEXT
COUPLE OF WEEKS.

CAN I CUT
THE CLOTH?

EVERYONE CAN
CUT THE CLOTH.

HOW'S MRS. YULE?

SHE'S VERY WELL, ALL
THINGS CONSIDERED.

NOT WELL ENOUGH TO PAY.

TILLY'S CROSS ABOUT
MISSING THE POST.

I WENT BY
THE POST OFFICE
ON MY WAY HOME.

AND?

GIDEON'S BACK
FROM COLLEGE.

GAD'S BACK?

THAT'S WHAT
THEY TOLD ME.

HE CAME HOME ON
THE MORNING COACH.

MOTHER...
MWAH, MWAH, MWAH.

YOU'RE AN ANGEL.

YOU'RE A SAINT.

WHAT ABOUT THE LETTER?

IT DOESN'T MATTER!
GAD'S BACK.

YOU'RE NOT GOING.

WHY SHOULDN'T I?

MRS. HOPKINS HATES US.

SHE DOESN'T
HATE US.

SHE WON'T EVEN
KNOW I'M THERE.

WHAT ARE
YOU DOING?

COMING WITH YOU.

LISTEN, YOU CAN'T.

PRUDENCE, THIS IS
TERRIBLY IMPORTANT.

[ Huff ]
EVERYTHING'S
IMPORTANT TO YOU.

IF I USED THAT
AS MY GUIDE,

I SHOULD NEVER
DO ANYTHING.

I THINK GAD FOUND
OUR GRANDMOTHER.

THE ONE MOTHER
WON'T TALK ABOUT.

AND SHE'S RICH.

RICH?
EXTREMELY.

HUH. TILLY...

I WROTE HER
A LETTER,
ASKING FOR HELP,

WHICH GAD WAS
GOING TO DELIVER.

WERE SHE OUR
GRANDMOTHER.

IF MOTHER
FOUND OUT,
SHE WOULD DIE.

WHICH IS WHY I
NEED TO SPEAK WITH
HIM PRIVATELY.

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[ Muffled chatter ]

[ ♪♪ ]

I'D LIKE YOU
TO START WITH
THE BEDROOM,

AND THIS TIME,
I'D LIKE YOU

TO LIFT UP
MY PERFUME
BOTTLES, PLEASE.

[ ♪♪ ]

BYRON...

PERHAPS
YOU REQUIRE
MORE PRIVACY?

GIDEON!

HE'S MEANT
FOR YOU.

WHY DIDN'T
YOU WRITE
YOU WERE COMING?

IT WAS MEANT TO
BE A SURPRISE!

OW!

WELL, THAT WAS
A NASTY TRICK.

TRICK?
YES.

YOU'VE COMPLETELY
CHANGED.

I CAN SEE
YOU HAVEN'T.

I'VE MATURED MORE
THAN IT MIGHT
FIRST APPEAR.

SO I SEE.

YOU'VE BEEN AWAY
FOR DECADES.

HOW MANY LANGUAGES DO
YOU SPEAK NOW? THREE?

HOW ARE YOU, TILLY?

THERE MUST BE A MORE
COMPELLING TOPIC.

WHENEVER I WROTE TO
YOU ABOUT YOUR FATHER,

YOU NEVER
ANSWERED.

NO ONE KNOWS MORE
ABOUT LOSING A
LOVED ONE THAN I DO.

DON'T LET'S TALK ABOUT
THIS, GIDEON, PLEASE.

MOTHER SAYS
THAT YOU'RE BEHIND
ON THE RENT.

THERE MUST BE SOMETHING
I CAN DO TO HELP YOU.

GIVE ME YOUR NEWS.

NEWS?

I SEE I SHALL HAVE
TO TORTURE YOU,

LORD STICKY-WICKET,

IF I MEAN TO GET
AT THE TRUTH.

[ Thud ]

[ ♪♪ ]

NEVER,
MADAME BUSYBODY.

I WILL DIE BEFORE
GIVING UP MY SECRETS.

[ Giggling ]
[ Chuckling ]

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Women:
[ Distant chatter ]

[ ♪♪ ]

HUH.

MRS. CALDWELL?

WERE MY SUSPICIONS
CONFIRMED?

IS SHE MY
GRANDMOTHER?

[ Sigh ]
SHE IS.

WHAT'S SHE LIKE?

IN BODY,
WELL-FAVOURED,

IN SPEECH, ELOQUENT,
IN MANNER, REFINED.

GO ON.

SHE LIVES IN A HOUSE
AS BIG AS A PALACE.

PAINTINGS BY ALL
THE GREAT MASTERS.

NAME THEM.

CEZANNE.
YOU LIE.

DEGAS.
GIDEON!

SHE'S WELL-READ.
KEEPING UP WITH HER
IN CONVERSATION

IS LIKE DANCING
ON COALS.

MY LETTER.
WAS IT DELIVERED?

TILLY...

DID SHE READ IT?
YES.

WHAT DID SHE SAY?

SHE THREW IT AWAY.

I'M SO SORRY.

HUH. DON'T BE SILLY.

IT'S NOT RIGHT.

TSK. AFTER ALL,
WHAT DID I EXPECT?

SHE DOESN'T KNOW
WHAT SHE'S MISSING.

THERE MUST BE
SOME REASON

THEY HAVEN'T SPOKEN
IN ALL THIS TIME.

TILL.

DON'T FORGET.

I WAS JUST
SAYING TO MYSELF,

"I WONDER HOW
THOSE POOR CHILDREN
ARE DOING,"

AND HERE YOU ARE,
RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES.

HOW IS YOUR MOTHER?

VERY WELL.
OH, SHE MUST
BE DREADFUL.

SUCH A...
A ROBUST HUSBAND
STOLEN FROM HER

IN THE PRIME
OF LIFE.

IT'S LATE.

DO GIVE HER
MY BEST.

WHAT A PITY THEY
LIVE IN SUCH WRETCHED
CIRCUMSTANCES.

THEY WOULD OTHERWISE
BE GOOD COMPANY,

NOW I AM SO
OFTEN ALONE.

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[ Sobbing ]

GOOD SIR, HELLO.

IT IS I,
MATILDA BASSETT,

INSPIRED BY YOUR GREAT WORDS
AND NOBLE COUNTENANCE

TO ASK FOR HELP.

I'VE DONE ALL
THAT IS IN MY POWER
TO SAVE MY FAMILY.

WITHOUT SOME
INTERVENTION,

WE ARE SURE TO LOSE
WHAT LITTLE WE HAVE LEFT.

I MAKE NO
FRIVOLOUS PETITION.

IN RETURN FOR YOUR AID,

I'M PREPARED TO
BECOME YOUR POSTULANT,

SACRIFICING MY CREATURE
COMFORTS ENTIRELY,

AND DEVOTING MY LIFE
AND WRITING

TO THE PURSUIT OF NOTHING
BUT BEAUTY AND TRUTH.

TILLY, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING?

COME INSIDE.

WHATEVER
POSSESSED YOU?

PAPA PUT IN
POTATOES LAST YEAR.

TILLY, WE
WON'T STARVE.

OUR STORAGE BINS
ARE EMPTY.

I'M WORKING,
AND SO ARE YOU.

THERE MUST BE MORE
THAN JUST US.

SOME RELATIVES
WE COULD ASK
FOR ASSISTANCE?

YOUR FATHER'S FAMILY
IS IN IRELAND.

WHAT ABOUT YOURS?

THEY'RE STILL ALIVE,
AREN'T THEY?

SOME BARGAINS ARE
TOO COSTLY TO MAKE.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"I'VE SPENT MANY HOURS

TRYING TO UNRAVEL
THE MYSTERY OF MY MOTHER.

ONE THING I KNOW
ABOUT HER PAST

WAS THAT SHE, AT ONE TIME,
OWNED A SKITTISH HORSE.

THAT IS HOW SHE MET
MY FATHER, ELLIS BASSETT.

SHE WAS TRAPPED UNDER
A BRIDGE IN CENTRAL PARK,

UNABLE TO GET THE
TERRIFIED BEAST TO MOVE,

UNTIL, HAPPENING
UPON THEM,

MY FATHER BEGAN
SINGING TO IT IN GAELIC.

ACCORDING TO HIM, BY
THE TIME THEY GOT HOME,

HE HAD PROPOSED.

YEARS LATER,
MY FATHER REVEALED

THAT HIS SONGS WERE
ACTUALLY OFF-COLOUR JOKES.

THE HORSE,
LIKE MY MOTHER,

BEING BADLY IN NEED
OF A GOOD LAUGH."

WAKE UP.

WAKE UP, TILLY!

THERE'S BEEN
AN ACCIDENT.

THEY SENT FOR
MOTHER. DR. BOLAND
IS AWAY ON HOLIDAY.

PERHAPS IF YOU KEPT
MORE REASONABLE HOURS,

YOU WOULDN'T FIND
IT SO DIFFICULT
TO ROUSE YOURSELF.

I'M AWAKE MOST
MORNINGS BEFORE
PRUDENCE OR SOLOMON.

MATILDA BASSETT...
[ Mixed shouting ]

LOOK!

LOOK AT ALL
THE DRESSES.

[ ♪♪ ]

MARY BASSETT,
THANK GOODNESS.

SOMEONE WHO KNOWS
WHAT DO TO.

Mary:
IS ANYONE HURT?

Woman:
THE COACHMAN...

Mary:
WHERE ARE YOU
HURT? YOUR WRIST?

STAND BACK NOW,
CLEAR THE WAY.
STAY BACK.

[ ♪♪ ]

SHE'S LIKE A QUEEN.

Woman:
HOW IS IT?

WELL, I'M WORRIED
ABOUT THAT AXLE.

COULD TAKE
A FEW DAYS.

OH WELL,
THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

I'M HERE TO VISIT
MY DAUGHTER.

YOUR DAUGHTER?
WHO WOULD THAT BE?

THAT WOULD BE ME.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER TWO, 'PANDORA'S BOX',

CONTAINING AMONG
OTHER THINGS,

A GREAT MANY DRESSES,

A STRAINED REUNION,
AND A FOX."

YOU KNOW WHAT
THEY SAY?

AFTER A SOCIETY LADY
WEARS A DRESS ONCE,

SHE THROWS IT AWAY.

DON'T BE SILLY.

IF SHE'S SO WELL-OFF,

I DON'T SEE WHY
SHE CAN'T FIND
A PLACE TO STAY.

WHY DO I HAVE
TO SLEEP UP HERE?

IT'S ALWAYS
SO COLD.

DO YOU WANT A
THANKSGIVING TURKEY?

THEN YOU'D
BEST BEHAVE.

HOW CAN ALL OF YOU FIT
IN SUCH A SMALL SPACE?

WE CONSIDER
OURSELVES FORTUNATE.

PRESENT CIRCUMSTANCES
NOTWITHSTANDING.

YOU SEEM WELL.

WELL ENOUGH.

YOU HAVE YOUR HEALTH.

HOW LONG CAN WE
EXPECT TO INDULGE IN
THESE PLEASANTRIES?

IF YOU PREFER, WE
CAN DISPENSE WITH
THEM IMMEDIATELY.

Mrs. Caldwell:
WHAT IS IT
YOU REQUIRE?

Mary:
REQUIRE?

Mrs. Caldwell:
MONEY.

Mary:
I REQUIRE
NOTHING.

YOUR HUSBAND
IS KIDNAPPED,

AND YOU ARE WITHOUT
THE MEANS TO PAY THE RENT.

MY HUSBAND IS DEAD.

OH.

I HOPE YOU DIDN'T BRING ME
HERE TO MAKE ME A FOOL.

I DIDN'T BRING
YOU HERE AT ALL.

YOU MUST
HAVE KNOWN

I COULDN'T READ SUCH A
LETTER AND PUT IT ASIDE.

LETTER?

ALL THAT TALK OF WILD
ANIMALS AND GYPSIES.

IT SEEMED YOU HAD
BECOME UNHINGED.

I COULD NOT VERY
WELL HAVE THAT ON MY
CONSCIENCE, COULD I?

THIS LETTER,
MAY I SEE IT?

Mary:
THESE ARE
DIFFICULT TIMES;

I'M NOT ALWAYS
IN MY RIGHT MIND.

"KIDNAPPED BY
GYPSIES..."

"LIVING LIKE
WILD ANIMALS..."

IT SEEMS I HAVE
OVERSTATED MY CASE.

I SEE.

MY CHILDREN AND I HAVE
NO NEED OF YOUR HELP.

WELL, I SHALL
REMOVE MYSELF
TO A HOTEL.

YOU'RE WELCOME
TO STAY UNTIL YOUR
CARRIAGE IS REPAIRED.

I DON'T WISH TO
INCONVENIENCE YOU.

AS THE CAUSE OF THIS
MISUNDERSTANDING,

IT'S THE LEAST
THAT I CAN DO.

SOLOMON!

AHH!

[ Yelp ]

SOLOMON BASSETT!
GIVE THAT TO ME
THIS INSTANT.

WHERE DID YOU
GET THIS?

I... I THINK
I SHALL LIE DOWN.

WHY DID YOU ASK
ABOUT MY FAMILY,

WHEN YOU HAD ALREADY
TAKEN MATTERS INTO
YOUR OWN HANDS?

MY WORDS MUST MEAN
NOTHING TO YOU.

I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT ELSE TO DO.

EVER SINCE YOUR
FATHER DIED, YOU...

YOU BEHAVE AS IF
THERE'S NO ONE LEFT.

HAVE YOU ONCE GONE TO
BED HUNGRY IN MY CARE?

HAVE YOU BEEN COLD?

NO.

I MAY NOT BE
AS SPIRITED AS
YOUR FATHER WAS,

BUT I DESERVE
YOUR TRUST.

I'M SORRY.

I JUST THOUGHT...

WITH THE HOLIDAYS
UPON US, WE'VE
HAD SO LITTLE.

SHE'S COME
ALL THIS WAY.

WHY DON'T YOU
LET HER HELP US?

THE ONLY PERSON
THAT MY MOTHER
HELPS IS HERSELF.

Prudence:
WHAT IS
SHE DOING?

AS A RULE, IT IS
ADVISABLE NOT TO SPY.

IN SOME COUNTRIES,
THEY GOUGE OUT
YOUR EYES.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"SOLOMON DID NOT
RETURN THE FOX.

HE UNDERSTOOD IT WAS
IMPORTANT TO RETURN IT,

IF NOT TO SECURE HIS
THANKSGIVING TURKEY,

THEN FOR HIS
MOTHER'S SAKE.

BUT IT HAD A CERTAIN
HOLD OVER HIM,

LIKE A FOUR-LEAF CLOVER,
OR A RABBIT'S FOOT.

IN ITS COMPANY,
HE FELT BRAVER

AND MORE CERTAIN
THAN HE HAD, SINCE HIS
FATHER PASSED AWAY.

HE BECAME CONVINCED THAT
AS LONG AS HE KEPT IT,

WE WOULD ALL BE PROTECTED
FROM FURTHER HARM."

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Rooster crowing ]

[ Sigh ]

[ Heavy sigh ]

[ Hinges creaking ]

[ Lid clattering ]

OH!

WHAT?

NO, THANK YOU! NO.

WHAT?
MR. YULE!

MOTHER.

MY MOTHER.

[ Coughing ]

HE HELPS
WITH THE FARM.

WHAT KIND OF HELP
CAN SUCH A MAN BE?

HIS NAME IS
ABEL YULE,

AND HE WAS
INJURED IN THE WAR.

HE CAN'T SPEAK.

WE INVITED
HIM TO WORK

SO THAT HIS
FAMILY WOULD BE
TAKEN CARE OF.

[ ♪♪ ]

Mary & Mrs. Caldwell:
[ Muffled conversation ]

Mrs. Caldwell:
...SUCH MAGNANIMOUS ACTS.

Mary:
WITHOUT SUCH CHARITY,

IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR
US ALL TO SURVIVE.

Mrs. Caldwell:
YOUR LOVE OF VIRTUE

RENDERS YOU
SOMEWHAT INSENSIBLE

TO THE REALITIES
OF YOUR SITUATION.

Mrs. Caldwell:
YOU SHOULD CONSIDER
KEEPING HIM

AT A GREATER DISTANCE.

IF NOT FOR YOURSELF,

THEN FOR THE SAFETY
OF YOUR CHILDREN.

YOU HAVE NOTHING
TO SAY ABOUT HOW
I RAISE MY CHILDREN.

YOU COULD HAVE HAD
ANYTHING YOU WANTED.

BEST EDUCATION,
TOURS OF EUROPE.

PERSONAL ACQUAINTANCE WITH
WELL-BRED MEN AND WOMEN.

MONEY IS THE ONLY
THING YOU CAN IMAGINE
WANTING, ISN'T IT?

I FEARED IT WOULD
COME TO THIS.
OH!

YOU HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT IT HAS COME TO.

ELLIS BASSETT
WAS A VAGRANT!

A VAGRANT!

HE WAS THE FINEST MAN
I EVER MET IN MY LIFE.

I PITY YOU AND ALL
YOUR WELL-BRED FRIENDS.

[ Hinges squeaking ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER THREE,

'FOX IN THE HENHOUSE'."

MARY BASSETT, YOU
DO KEEP THE MOST
EXTRAORDINARY SECRETS.

TO THINK, YOUR FATHER
WAS HAROLD CALDWELL,

THE GREATEST IMPORTER
OF SILK AND TEA

THIS COUNTRY
HAS EVER SEEN.

YOU ARE WELL-INFORMED.

OH DEAR, AND YOU,
MRS. CALDWELL

ARE MOST
FORTUNATE

TO HAVE HAD
SUCH A HUSBAND.

I FIND LIBERTY

TO BE A BETTER
HUSBAND THAN HE WAS.

HUH!

UH... I-IT DOES SEEM
FRIGHTFULLY EARLY,

I KNOW, BUT
AS I SAID TO
MR. HOPKINS,

I DIDN'T WANT TO MISS
THE OPPORTUNITY TO MEET.

WOULDN'T THAT
HAVE BEEN A PITY?

SPEAKING OF SILK,
MRS. HOPKINS,

WHAT EXACTLY IS
THE SUBSTANCE
OF YOUR ATTIRE?

IT'S SO ORIGINAL.

THIS, UH, IT'S FLAX.

FLAX?
Mrs. Hopkins:
MM.

ISN'T THAT WHAT
THE POOR EAT
FOR BREAKFAST?

ISN'T IT?

Mr. Hopkins:
UM...

MRS. HOPKINS
IS, UH...
IN MOURNING.

THE HOPKINS LOST
THREE SONS TO
SCARLET FEVER

NEARLY FIVE
YEARS AGO.

I'M SO SORRY.

OH...

SINCE THEN,
I CAN'T BEAR TO WEAR
ANYTHING TOO FANCY.

IF I MAY,
MRS. HOPKINS,

CAN I SUGGEST THAT
YOU LET A LITTLE JOY
BACK INTO YOUR LIFE?

YOUR FINE SON HERE
HAS JUST RETURNED
FROM ABROAD.

WHY NOT CELEBRATE?

TRY A PARTY...

WITH FLOWERS
AND MUSIC...

THANK YOU, DEAR.

THANK YOU
FOR COMING.

THANK YOU.

MR. HOPKINS.
THANK YOU SO MUCH
FOR HAVING US.

DEAR?

I SAW THE COLLINS
FAMILY EARLIER.

I THINK
MR. COLLINS DIED.

I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY
ANYTHING IN FRONT
OF MRS. HOPKINS.

Man:
[ Whistling ]

[ Horse whinnying ]

KNOCKING IS
ALWAYS GOOD.

I KNOW WHY MY MOTHER
DOESN'T WANT YOU HERE.

IS THAT RIGHT?

YOU'RE NOT NICE.

YOU MADE FUN
OF MRS. HOPKINS,

AND YOU INSULTED
MY FAMILY.

MY FATHER WAS
NOT A VAGRANT.

IS THERE SOME
REASON YOU
FEEL COMPELLED

TO DISCUSS
THIS WITH ME?

BECAUSE I
BROUGHT YOU HERE.

I WROTE
THAT LETTER.

YOU DID?
YES.

[ Chuckling ]

WELL, THAT EXPLAINS IT.

GYPSIES...

HOW MARVELLOUS.

I SUPPOSE YOU'LL
WANT TO GO.

NO.

I HAVE JUST FOUND
A REASON TO STAY.

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"THE VISIT BEGAN TO TAKE
ON A DIFFERENT CHARACTER.

LESS GUARDED,
AND MORE LIKE A GAME.

ALTHOUGH WHO
WOULD ENJOY IT
REMAINED UNCERTAIN."

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Sigh ]

NEVER MIND, GIRL.

[ Hinges squeaking ]

IT WASN'T LIKE THIS
BEFORE MY FATHER DIED.

OH, WOMEN ARE TOO QUICK
TO GIVE MEN CREDIT

THEY'RE NOT TRULY OWED.

YOU DIDN'T KNOW HIM.

PERHAPS I COULD
BE EDUCATED.

[ Clatter ]

WHY DID YOU CALL
HIM A VAGRANT?

BEFORE HE BECAME
A PARAGON,

HE WAS MY STABLE BOY.

I SUPPOSE TILLY'S
STILL SLEEPING.

YOU BEST WAKE HER.
SHE'LL BE LATE
FOR MR. CARTERUDE.

[ Distant chatter ]

THIS ENTIRE FIELD
WAS STONES.

PEOPLE SAID NOTHING
WOULD GROW HERE.

THAT'S WHY
MR. HOPKINS RENTED
IT SO CHEAPLY.

MY FATHER PLANTED
BEANS, AND BEETS,
POTATOES.

HE COULD TELL
THE PRECISE DAY
OF THE YEAR

JUST BY LOOKING
AT THE PLANTS.

MY...

MOST PEOPLE
WERE IMPROVED
BY MY FATHER.

GAD SAYS HE COULD
REFORM THE WORST
CYNIC IN THE WORLD.

WHOOP.

SHALL I ADD
CYNIC TO MY LIST
OF VIRTUES?

THAT'S UP TO YOU.

MY FATHER
BUILT THIS.

I SUPPOSE HE'S
THE ONE WHO TAUGHT
YOU HOW TO WRITE.

NO, HE DIDN'T
KNOW HOW TO WRITE.

MY MOTHER TAUGHT US.

HOW DID HE DIE?

WORKING THE FIELDS.

MR. YULE FOUND HIM
CRUSHED BY A TREE.

YOU MUST MISS HIM.

MY FATHER SAID,
"EVERYTHING IS A LESSON

FROM WHICH WE
ULTIMATELY PROFIT."

NEVERTHELESS,
YOU HAVE THE
RIGHT TO COMPLAIN.

YOU'RE A STRONG
YOUNG WOMAN,

LIKE YOUR MOTHER.

"ONCE, I BEHELD
A SPLENDID DREAM,

A VISIONARY SCENE
OF BLISS."

"TRUTH! WHEREFORE
DID THY HATED BEAM

AWAKE ME TO A
WORLD LIKE THIS?"

[ ♪♪ ]

OH! I FORGOT ABOUT
MR. CARTERUDE!

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Chuckling ]

MOST PEOPLE
WILL HAVE THEIR
THANKSGIVING DINNER,

AND THEN
IT'LL BE GONE.

WE'LL HAVE OURS
THE WHOLE YEAR 'ROUND.

I'D LIKE IT
BETTER IF THERE'S
PUDDING INVOLVED.

[ Giggling ]

WELL, I THINK IF
YOUR FATHER WERE HERE,

HE'D FIND LOTS TO LOVE
ABOUT THIS TABLECLOTH.

CAN WE PUT HIM ON IT?

HE'D LIKE THAT.

IT'S BEST NOT
TO DISTRACT TILLY.

SHE'S QUITE AT SEA
WHEN IT COMES TO
PRACTICAL MATTERS.

SHE'S UP
HALF THE NIGHT
WRITING STORIES

AND SHE ARRIVES
LATE FOR WORK.

MR. CARTERUDE HAS
ALREADY COMPLAINED.

[ Knocking on door ]

I MUST GO
TO THE YULES!

[ ♪♪ ]

THE CHILDREN
AREN'T WELL.

YOU CAN RUN TOO,
IF YOU LIKE.

WHAT SORT OF STORIES
DOES TILLY WRITE?

[ ♪♪ ]

SHE'S BURNING UP,
ISN'T SHE?

ALL THREE OF THEM
BURNING UP!

I'VE SEEN
THIS BEFORE.

I'VE SEEN PEOPLE
DIE FROM IT!

YOU MUST PUT COLD,
WET CLOTHS ON
THEIR FOREHEADS.

IT WILL DRAW
THE FEVER OUT.

AND CHANGE
THEM OFTEN.

THANK YOU.

[ Baby squalling ]

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Door opening ]

WELCOME HOME.
MMM!

YOU LOOK DREADFUL.

CARTERUDE
WAS WRETCHED.

POOR TILLY.

HE LECTURED ME
ON MY LATENESS,

REFUSED HIS SOUP,

AND HELD BACK
HALF MY PAY.

WELL, ON
THE BRIGHT SIDE,

GRANDMA SEEMS HAPPY.

WE MIGHT JUST GET
THAT TURKEY...

AND PUDDING.

ONE MINUTE, AND
I'LL HAVE THE TEA.

YOU'VE DONE SOMETHING.

ABSOLUTELY.

YOU HAVE NO RIGHT.

THANK YOU.

YOU HATED IT.

I DIDN'T SAY THAT.

YOU DIDN'T
SAY ANYTHING.

IT IS
QUITE LIVELY.

LIVELY.

SPIRITED.

YOU DID HATE IT.

I... LIKE
YOUR PEOPLE.

YOU DON'T FIND THEM
DULL AND ORDINARY?

THERE IS NOTHING
ORDINARY ABOUT YOU

OR YOUR PEOPLE.

I HATE PUTTING
MY CHARACTERS IN
A PLACE LIKE THIS.

Mrs. Caldwell:
DO YOU?

WHAT'S WRONG WITH
A PLACE LIKE THIS?

THERE'S NOTHING
BUT COWS AND
FRUIT TREES.

[ Chuckle ]
WELL, IF YOU
DON'T LIKE COWS...

MAYBE YOU
SHOULD GET OUT.

[ Laugh ]

YOU MEAN, LEAVE?

Mrs. Caldwell:
YOU COULD TRAVEL
AS I'VE DONE.

EXPLORE
THE WORLD...

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER FOUR.

'POSSIBLE ALLIES'."

[ ♪♪ ]

HOW LONG
WILL IT TAKE?

WELL, IF IT WERE
UP TO ME, SHE'D
HAVE IT ALREADY.

SHE CAUSED QUITE A STIR,
YOUR MOTHER.

ALL THE WOMEN
COMING IN,

TRYING TO MATCH
HER OUTFITS.

A COUPLE
MORE DAYS.

COULD BE A WEEK.

A WEEK?

EUROPEAN PARTS.

GOOD LUCK,
ISN'T IT?

SHE'LL MAKE
THE HOPKINS' PARTY.

HUH...

TIGHTER.

Mrs. Caldwell:
GOOD.

[ Whispering ]
WHY TIE HER UP?

TO KEEP HER
PARTS IN.

OLD PEOPLE
HAVE TROUBLE,
OTHERWISE.

MAY I CUT
THIS UP FOR THE
THANKSGIVING PROJECT?

THAT COULD MAKE A
BETTER USE OUT OF IT.

CERTAINLY.

ISABELLA SAYS
I SHOULD HAVE
A PROPER GOWN.

DOES SHE?
YES.

SHE SAYS A FIRST
IMPRESSION IS WHAT
ONE ALWAYS REMEMBERS.

I TRUST IT DOESN'T
OWE SEWING TO
ONE'S COSTUME.

YET, IT WOULD
APPEAR IT AFFECTS
THE ESTIMATION
OF THE REST.

WOULD YOU
HOPE TO AFFECT A
PARTICULAR PERSON

OR JUST CAUSE
A GENERAL STIR?

WE DO NOT HAVE
ISABELLA'S WARDROBE
AT OUR DISPOSAL.

I KNOW.

[ ♪♪ ]

MOTHER...

I THOUGHT YOU
MIGHT WEAR IT.

IT'S NOT THE DRESS
THAT MATTERS, TILLY.

IT'S HOW YOU
FEEL INSIDE.

WHAT IS THAT?

WHERE DID YOU
GET A CORSET?

SPECIAL DELIVERY FOR
MATILDA BASSETT.

SHE SAID I
COULD HAVE IT.

I SEE.

JUST FOR TONIGHT.

JUST PUT THOSE
THINGS IN YOUR ROOM

FOR NOW, CHILDREN.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"MY MOTHER TOOK FEW THINGS

WHEN SHE AND
ELLIS BASSETT

LEFT HER HOME
WHEN SHE WAS 17.

THE PLAINEST DRESS
SHE OWNED,

A PAIR OF STURDY SHOES,

FOR MY FATHER
HAD WARNED HER

THEY WOULD DO A
GREAT DEAL OF WALKING,

THE EMBROIDERED SHAWL
HE GAVE HER

WHEN THEY BECAME ENGAGED,

AND A PORCELAIN CUP.

THE CUP WAS PART
OF A TEA SERVICE

ORIGINALLY PRESENTED
TO LOUIS XIV IN 1683,

WHICH ISABELLA HAD
PAINSTAKINGLY REASSEMBLED

ON HER MANY
TRIPS ABROAD.

IT WAS THE ONLY
COMPLETE SET OF ITS KIND.

FOR MOST OF MY
MOTHER'S CHILDHOOD,

ISABELLA HAD
THE SERVICE ON PROUD
DISPLAY IN THE HALLWAY.

MY FATHER HEARD RUMOUR

THAT SHE KEPT IT OUT
AFTER MY MOTHER LEFT,

THE EMPTY SAUCER
A DAILY REMINDER

OF WHAT HAD BEEN
TAKEN FROM HER."

HELLO.
SO GLAD YOU
COULD MAKE IT.

THANK YOU.
GOOD TO SEE
YOU, OLD MAN.

[ ♪♪ ]

MY DEAR...

YOU LOOK LOVELY.

[ Giggle ]

Mr. Hopkins:
OH, AT LAST,

OUR GUEST OF HONOUR,

LOOKING LOVELY
AS ALWAYS.

GOOD EVENING.
GOOD EVENING.

HOW WONDERFUL!

GOOD EVENING.
GOOD EVENING.

OH, MRS. BASSETT.

THANK YOU.

HELLO, MARY.

YOU MUST FORGIVE
US FOR STARING.

WE ARE STRUCK DUMB!

PRAISE MORE
ELOQUENT

THAN ANY FLATTERY.

[ Piano ♪♪ ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Woman:
OH MY GOD! DID YOU
SEE THAT CAPE?

[ ♪♪ ]

AH!
[ Giggle ]

EASY, GIRL.

YOU'RE TALKING TO ME
LIKE I'M YOUR HORSE!

A THOROUGHBRED,
NO DOUBT.

GAD!

JUST FOLLOW ME,
YOU'LL BE FINE.

[ Giggle ]

[ Mixed chatter ]

YOUR MOTHER
SEEMED UNHAPPY
WHEN I WALKED IN.

THAT'S BECAUSE
SHE'S FEELING GUILTY.

FOR WHAT?

NOT ACCEPTING
YOU SOONER.

SEEMS WE BOTH
WERE RATHER LATE

TO COME
TO OUR SENSES.

YOU HAVE ALWAYS
HAD MY FRIENDSHIP.

YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS
NOT WHAT I CRAVE.

[ ♪♪ ]

YOU NEVER DID
LIKE PARTIES.

I'D ALWAYS FIND YOU
HIDING SOMEWHERE.

UNDER THE PIANO.
IN A COAT CLOSET.

TILLY'S DOING
BEAUTIFULLY.

YOU SHOULD
SEE HER.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE
GIVEN HER THE DRESS.

POVERTY WAS YOUR
CHOICE, NOT HERS.

I DON'T WANT HER
REGRETTING WHAT ISN'T
WITHIN HER MEANS.

SHE CAN HAVE
WHATEVER SHE WANTS.

NOT FROM YOU.

SO YOU CONTINUE
TO PUNISH ME...

FOR WANTING YOU
A BETTER HUSBAND.

OH, TELL THE TRUTH.

WHEN I LEFT WITH ELLIS,
YOU WERE RELIEVED.

OH, DON'T BE
RIDICULOUS.

WHY DIDN'T YOU
STOP ME, THEN?

YOU MADE YOUR CHOICE.

THERE WAS
NO CHOICE!

YOU NEVER WANTED ME,
MY WHOLE CHILDHOOD,

I SAW YOU FEWER TIMES
THAN SOME PEOPLE SEE
DISTANT FRIENDS.

YOU EMBELLISH.

WHEN YOU DID COME, I
WAS KEPT OUT OF SIGHT
BY MY GOVERNESS

WHO WAS QUICK TO
REMIND ME I MUST
KEEP MY DISTANCE,

OR RUN THE RISK OF
SHORTENING YOUR STAY.

YOU HAD EVERYTHING
AS A CHILD.

COMPLETE FREEDOM!

FREEDOM IS NOT
WHAT A CHILD NEEDS.

YOU WERE NO COMFORT.

FROM THE MOMENT YOU
WERE BORN, I FELT
YOUR JUDGEMENT.

JUDGE... I WAS A BABY!
HOW COULD I JUDGE YOU?

I HAD TO GROVEL
FOR YOUR APPROVAL.
OH...

SO DEPRIVED OF
APPROVAL FROM ME,

YOU WILL TAKE
IT FROM TILLY.

I HAVE LOST MUCH
THIS PAST YEAR,

I DO NOT WISH TO LOSE
MY DAUGHTER AS WELL.

IT'S TILLY,
COME QUICKLY.

COME.

[ ♪♪ ]

HELP ME.

SOME AIR, PLEASE!

GAD, GET
SOME WATER.

Gideon:
YES.

[ ♪♪ ]

Mary:
TILLY.

[ Panting ]

OH, I'M FINE.

SHE JUST FAINTED
DEAD AWAY.

CORSETS GENERALLY
PRODUCE SUCH OUTCOMES.

I'LL TAKE
HER HOME.
Isabella:
OH BUT...

THE... THE PARTY
HAS JUST STARTED.

OH, SHE'S RIGHT.

I WANT TO STAY.

[ Mixed murmurs ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER FIVE, 'NEW LIFE'.

A CHANGED WORLD
IN ONE NIGHT.

EVERY DOOR, ONCE CLOSED,
SWINGING OPEN."

[ ♪♪ ]

WHAT ON EARTH
ARE YOU DOING?

I HAD A GRAND
TIME LAST NIGHT.

HUH. SO DID I.

COME TO TEA?

HAVE YOU GONE INSANE?

Isabella:
I HOPE YOU DON'T
TREAT ALL YOUR
SUITORS THIS WAY.

DON'T BLAME
THE POOR BOY.

THE IDEA WAS
COMPLETELY MINE.

I CAN'T. I MUST WORK
AT MR. CARTERUDE'S.

IT'S BEEN
TAKEN CARE OF.

[ Laughter ]

THEY PUT THE PIG'S
HEAD ON THE TABLE.

AND THE KING,
CONSIDERING IT
A GREAT HONOUR,

PLUCKED OUT THE EYE,
AND GAVE IT TO ME.

Gideon:
DID YOU EAT IT?

YOU'VE GONE YOUR WHOLE
LIFE WITHOUT FINE FOOD.

ONE DAY WILL
NOT RUIN YOU.

NOR ONE SHOPPING
EXPEDITION.

THAT'S A
GOOD ONE.
UH-HUH.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Giggling ]

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Laughing ]

[ ♪♪ ]

LADIES.

AN UNFORGETTABLE DAY.

IT WAS. HUH.
GOOD.

[ Horse whinnies ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Prudence:
OH, WOW, LOOK
AT THE PARCELS.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Coughing ]

AND THIS ONE'S
FOR YOU.
OH...

THANK YOU.
PERFECT.

Solomon:
LAND HO!
I SEE LAND.

PILGRIMS! THEY'RE
HAVING A FEAST!

SWEET POTATOES.

CRANBERRIES.

TURKEY!

NOT LIKE THAT.

NOT LIKE HOW?

LIKE HOW YOU'RE
DOING IT.

PATIENCE,
CHILD.

YOU MUST ALLOW
AN OLD WOMAN
TO FIND HER WAY.

PERHAPS PATIENCE
IS OVER-RATED AS
A VIRTUE, AFTER ALL.

MOTHER.

Tilly:
LOOK WHAT WE'VE DONE.

HERE.

COME.

GO ON, GO ON.

Tilly:
SHE BOUGHT US
EVERYTHING.

WE SHALL HAVE
OUR THANKSGIVING.

IT'S LOVELY.

PLEASE, MOTHER.

YOU'VE WORKED SO
HARD. JUST ENJOY IT.

IT'S WONDERFUL.

NOW, IF YOU'LL
EXCUSE ME.

WHERE WERE YOU?

WITH THE YULES.

HOW ARE THE CHILDREN?

I CAN'T TELL WHETHER
THEY'RE GETTING
BETTER OR NOT.

BUT YOU MUSTN'T KEEP
GOING THERE, MOTHER,

PUTTING YOURSELF
AT RISK.

MR. YULE RISKED HIS
LIFE, AND SAVED YOUR
FATHER'S IN THE WAR.

WE OWE THEM OUR
BEST EFFORTS,
AT LEAST.

PLEASE, MOTHER.
DON'T GO BACK AGAIN.

Isabella:
YOU LOOK TIRED.

IT'S BEEN
A LONG DAY.

IT'S NOT WRONG,
WHAT YOU DID TODAY.

YOUR MOTHER IS A PERSON
OF UNFLAGGING PIETY.

IT MIGHT NOT BE
POSSIBLE TO EQUAL HER.

MAYBE WE SHOULD TRY.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"FATHER ONCE SAID
ISABELLA'S MISTAKE

WAS ASSUMING
HE WANTED MONEY.

WHAT HE REALLY WANTED
WAS MY MOTHER'S HEART.

A TREASURE FAR TOO FINE
TO BE TRADED FOR GOLD."

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Reading aloud ]
"MY DEAR MARY,

NO DOUBT YOU WILL BE
SURPRISED TO RECEIVE THIS,

KNOWING ME TO BE A MAN
WHO DOES NOT WRITE..."

Man's voice:
"...BUT I HAVE BEEN

LUCKY ENOUGH TO MAKE
THE ACQUAINTANCE OF
A MR. ABEL YULE,

WHO HAS AGREED TO
TAKE ON THE TASK OF
OUR CORRESPONDENCE.

OUR PATHS CROSSED ON A
MARCH THROUGH CHARLESTON,
SOUTH CAROLINA,

WHERE I FOUND MR. YULE
ENDEAVOURING TO FREE
A SMALL CHILD

FROM HIS HIDING PLACE
IN A DRAINPIPE.

MR. YULE WOULD NOT
ESCORT THE BOY TO THE
UNION CAMP AS ORDERED.

HE TOOK HIM INSTEAD
TO THE CONFEDERATES,

HOPING THE CHILD
WOULD FIND HIS FAMILY.

THE SOLDIERS WERE
SO ASTONISHED,

THEY LET US ALL
PASS WITHOUT HARM...

Tilly: [ Overlapping ]
...HIS ACT OF KINDNESS
SAVED US ALL.

UNTIL WE'RE
TOGETHER AGAIN.

LOVE, ELLIS."

[ Door opening ]

MRS. BASSETT,

WHAT A HAPPY
SURPRISE. PLEASE.

YOU'VE JUST MISSED
YOUR LOVELY MOTHER.

I SEE.

SHE'S TAKEN, AH,

MRS. HOPKINS
ON A, UH,
SHOPPING SPREE.

WE HOPE TO FREE
HER FROM THESE
TIRESOME FROCKS.

MRS... AH,

MRS. CALDWELL HAS
BROUGHT A GREAT DEAL
OF LIFE TO THIS HOUSE,

AT A TIME WHEN I
HAD RESIGNED MYSELF

TO SEEING MY WIFE
MOURN FOR ALL ETERNITY.

I HAVE COME
ABOUT THE RENT.

MY DEAR LADY, DO NOT
TROUBLE YOURSELF.

SINCE MR. BASSETT'S
DEATH, YOU'VE BEEN
MOST GENEROUS.

AS YOU HAVE BEEN
WITH MY SON.

MY MOTHER APPEARS
ANXIOUS TO INTERFERE
IN MY AFFAIRS.

I'M AFRAID SHE MIGHT
APPROACH YOU ABOUT
SETTLING MY ACCOUNT.

I'D PREFER NOT TO
BE INDEBTED TO HER.

THE RENT, MRS. BASSETT,
IS NO LONGER MY CONCERN.

I MET WITH YOUR
MOTHER THIS MORNING.

SHE PURCHASED
THE FARM OUTRIGHT.

IT BELONGS
TO HER NOW.

WE DO NOT CHOOSE OUR
FATE, MRS. BASSETT.

THIS MUCH I
HAVE LEARNED.

ONE DAY, A MAN
HAS A FAMILY,

AND THE NEXT, HIS
HOUSE IS A TOMB.

THEREFORE,

WHEN A BIT OF
GOOD FORTUNE LANDS
ON YOUR DOORSTEP,

DON'T TURN
IT AWAY.

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER SIX,

'DEVIL'S BARGAIN'.

AT WHAT PRICE DO WE
SECURE OUR DREAMS?"

MRS. CALDWELL
TOLD HIM

OSTENTATION IS
OUR ONLY GOAL.
[ Chuckling ]

YOU'VE SUCCEEDED
ADMIRABLY.
OH!

MRS. BASSETT!

WE WERE TRYING THE EFFECT
OF MRS. HOPKINS' DRESS.

I HAVE BEEN ENTIRELY
CARRIED AWAY.

I THINK
IT'S LOVELY.

OH.
I'M TOLD YOU
PURCHASED THE FARM.

PERHAPS THIS
CAN WAIT.

THIS FARM?

WITH WHAT
IN MIND?

Isabella:
IN MY OPINION,

IT IS TOO FAR GONE TO
BE PROPERLY REPAIRED.

I PLAN TO REMOVE IT.

GOOD HEAVENS. AND
WHERE SHALL WE LIVE?

NEW YORK CITY,
WITH ME.

NO.

LOOK AT THE TIME.
GIDEON, WE SHOULD GO.

WE'LL FIND
OTHER LODGINGS.

DON'T LET YOUR
RESENTMENTS MAKE
YOU INSENSIBLE...

RESENTMENTS?

Isabella:
YOUR CHILDREN WILL
BE FED AND CLOTHED,

EDUCATED,

EXPOSED TO
CULTURE AND ART.

Mary:
DO YOU WANT ALL OF
THEM, OR JUST TILLY?

BECAUSE IF YOU ONLY
WANT ONE, THERE'S NO
POINT IN BUYING THREE.

YOUR MOTHER DOES HAVE
AN IMPECCABLE PEDIGREE.
OH, DOES SHE?

MARY...

MY MOTHER WAS BORN IN
A HOVEL, MRS. HOPKINS,

THE SORT OF PLACE YOU'RE
AFRAID TO SET FOOT IN.

LATER IN LIFE SHE
BECAME MY FATHER'S
NURSEMAID.

THEY MARRIED WHEN
HE BECAME TOO
SENILE TO OBJECT,

AFTER WHICH SHE
PERSUADED HIM TO LEAVE
HIS FORTUNE TO HER.

HIS CHILDREN SPENT YEARS
TRYING TO CONTEST THE WILL

BUT AS LUCK
WOULD HAVE IT,

SHE BORE HIM
A CHILD.

THIS MADE IT
DIFFICULT TO HAVE
THE WILL THROWN OUT

AS I WAS LIVING PROOF OF
A LEGITIMATE MARRIAGE.

MY MOTHER'S PEDIGREE
HAS BEEN COLLECTED

BY USING HER
CONSIDERABLE CHARM
TO ACQUIRE ASSOCIATIONS

LIKE OTHERS COLLECT
WORKS OF ART.
STOP IT!

WHATEVER YOU SAY,
SHE HAS MADE US HAPPY.

ANYONE WHO IS UNHAPPY
IS FREE TO LEAVE.

[ ♪♪ ]

TILLY!

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Grunt ]

[ ♪♪ ]

DID YOU REALLY
DISLIKE IT THAT MUCH?

EVERYONE'S
LOOKING FOR YOU.

I KNEW WHERE
TO FIND YOU.

WHAT POSSESSED ME?

YOU WERE ANGRY.

I SHOULDN'T HAVE
TAKEN GRANDMOTHER'S
PART. IT WASN'T RIGHT.

YOUR MOTHER WAS
HUMILIATING HER.

THIS ISN'T WHY.

I WANT TO GO.

GO WHERE?

ANYWHERE.

I'VE BEEN WANTING
TO GO EVER SINCE
MY FATHER DIED.

THE WORLD IS
NOT QUITE SO
GRAND A PLACE

AS YOUR GRANDMOTHER
CLAIMS.

MY FATHER USED TO SAY
I WAS BORN FOR ADVENTURE.

DO YOU REMEMBER HOW
THE THREE OF US WOULD
GO TO THE WOODS,

AND HE'D GET US
TO IMAGINE WHAT
IT WOULD BE LIKE

TO BE A MACKEREL
IN THE LAKE OR
A BEE IN A HIVE?

[ ♪♪ ]

DON'T GO.

OH, GAD, I
DO LOVE YOU.

MARRY ME.

I'M NOT READY.

I'M ONLY AT
THE BEGINNING.

I COULDN'T FIND HER.

I DON'T KNOW WHY
I THOUGHT I WOULD.

THE OTHER TWO,
I CAN REACH.

TILLY, SHE HAS HER
FATHER'S SPIRIT.

EVER SINCE HE DIED
SHE'S BEEN PULLING AWAY.

MAYBE IT'S TIME
YOU STOPPED HOLDING
ON SO TIGHTLY.

YOU'RE NOT
LIKE ME, MARY.

YOU WON'T FAIL HER
IF YOU LET GO.

I'M MORE LIKE YOU
THAN I THOUGHT.

THE WAY I WENT
AFTER YOU TODAY.

IT'S NICE TO KNOW
YOU HAVE SOME FIGHT.

[ Thud ]

[ ♪♪ ]

WE SHOULD GET
THE CONSTABLE.

THIS ISN'T DRINK.

[ ♪♪ ]

LET THE DRIVER
TAKE HIM.

STOP PUTTING YOURSELF
IN HARM'S WAY.

[ Coughing ]

[ Horse snorting ]

SO YOU HAVE
DECIDED TO RETURN.

YOUR MOTHER WAS
WORRIED, AS WAS I.

YOU SHOULDN'T
HAVE DONE IT.

MY MOTHER
AND FATHER
MADE THIS FARM.

IT WASN'T YOURS
TO TAKE.

HOW LONG WILL
SHE BE GONE?

SHE DIDN'T SAY.

IT'S NOT THAT
MANY DAYS...

TILL THANKSGIVING.
WE WON'T BE READY.

WHY DOES THANKSGIVING
MATTER SO MUCH TO YOU?

BECAUSE IT'S
HOW WE'LL KNOW
WE'RE ALL RIGHT.

SWEETHEART,

YOU ARE MORE
THAN ALL RIGHT.

LOOK!

OH, HOW PRETTY.

YOU SEE?

THERE'S SOMETHING
TO BE THANKFUL
FOR ALREADY.

I DON'T
SEE WHY.

TILLY!

PEOPLE GET
TRAPPED IN IT.

ONE WINTER,
AN ENTIRE
FAMILY FROZE.

YOU HANG THE TURKEY
OVER THE FIRE.

YOU DO NOT!

DO TOO! IN A
HANGING OVEN.

WE ALREADY
HAVE AN OVEN!

Solomon:
IT'S WHAT
YOU USE

IF YOU DO IT
THE PROPER WAY.

I THINK IT'S
TIME FOR A STORY.

WHAT STORY?

Isabella:
THERE'S ONE
ABOUT A CAMEL

WHO BIT ME.

Solomon:
I DON'T LIKE CAMELS.

OH-H...

WHAT ABOUT PYRAMIDS?
DO YOU LIKE PYRAMIDS?

YOU'VE SEEN
PYRAMIDS?
MM-HMM.

I WANT A STORY
ABOUT FAMILY.

Solomon:
SOMETHING REAL.

Isabella:
WELL, WHAT ABOUT A CASTLE?

Solomon:
THAT'S NOT REAL.

Isabella:
IT MOST CERTAINLY IS.

YOUR GREAT-GREAT-GREAT-
GRANDMOTHER LIVED IN ONE.

Solomon:
WHY? WAS SHE A QUEEN?

Isabella:
SHE WAS A LADY.

HER NAME WAS MATILDA.

Solomon:
LIKE TILLY.

Isabella:
MM-HMM.

SHE LIVED A LONG,
LONG TIME AGO,

WHEN THERE WERE
KNIGHTS AND
SWORD FIGHTS.

AND DRAGONS?

NO DRAGONS.

BUT THEY HAD
PLENTY OF DANGER
TO KEEP THEM BUSY.

LADY MATILDA'S
FATHER

WAS IN TROUBLE
WITH THE KING.

WHY WAS HE
IN TROUBLE
WITH THE KING?

BECAUSE HE COULDN'T
KEEP QUIET, LIKE YOU!

MOST PEOPLE FELT HE
SHOULD GO INTO HIDING.

BUT LADY MATILDA'S
MOTHER WAS DEAD

AND HE REFUSED TO
LEAVE LADY MATILDA ALONE.

IN THE END, 20 SOLDIERS
STORMED THE CASTLE.

THEY BROUGHT
A BATTERING RAM TO
BREAK DOWN THE GATE

AND THEY
TOOK HIM AWAY
TO PRISON.

LADY MATILDA WASN'T
MUCH OLDER THAN YOU.

Solomon:
DID SHE CRY?

NO. SHE WANTED TO
SAVE HER FATHER.

SHE HAD TO BE
VERY BRAVE.

I WOULD HAVE TAKEN
MY FATHER'S SWORD,

AND RAN THOSE
SOLDIERS THROUGH.

FATHER HAD
NO SWORD.

NEITHER DID
LADY MATILDA,

BUT SHE HAD
GREAT SPIRIT.

SHE PUT ALL THE GOLD

AND ALL THE FAMILY
JEWELS IN A BASKET

WITH BREAD
AND FRUIT.

IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE NIGHT,

SHE STOLE ONE OF
THE SOLDIERS' HORSES,

SHE RODE TO LONDON,

SHE WENT STRAIGHT
TO THE KING

AND OFFERED
THE TREASURES

IN EXCHANGE FOR
HER FATHER'S LIFE.

NOW, THE KING
WAS SO MOVED

AT HER COURAGE
THAT HE AGREED.

LADY MATILDA'S FATHER
WAS RELEASED FROM PRISON.

[ ♪♪ ]

WE'RE POOR
IN PROPERTY

BUT RICHER THAN
A KING, IN FAMILY.

[ ♪♪ ]

HOW IS HE?

I'LL PAY FOR
THE DOCTOR

AND ANY OTHER EXPENSES
HE REQUIRES.

HE REQUIRES
NOTHING.

WELL, WHAT IS
HIS CONDITION?

DEAD.

DEAD?

[ Sigh ]
QUITE.

[ Thud ]

MOTHER!

[ ♪♪ ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER SEVEN,
'SCARLET FEVER'.

YOU MUST BE
A STRANGER INDEED

WHO HAS NOT HEARD OF
THAT TERRIBLE DISEASE

THAT IS USUALLY KNOWN
AS SCARLET FEVER.

IT BEGINS WITH
A SLIGHT INDISPOSITION,

MUCH RESEMBLING
AN ORDINARY COLD,

UNTIL THE FEVER
SUDDENLY INCREASES,

THEN THE RASH COMES
FROM WHICH THE DISEASE
GETS ITS NAME.

THEN THE PATIENT IS
AFFLICTED WITH A COUGH,

QUICKLY SUCCEEDED BY
THE MOST DISTRESSING
ASTHMATIC SYMPTOMS

UNDER WHICH THE POOR
CREATURE STRUGGLES

UNTIL RELEASED BY
PERFECT SUFFOCATION

OR STOPPAGE OF BREATH.

THE LUCKY ONES SURVIVE."

WHY DID IT
BITE YOU?

IT APPEARS NOT
TO HAVE LIKED THE
FEATHERS IN MY HAT.

CAMELS ARE
NOTORIOUSLY FUSSY.

[ Door opening ]

HOW IS SHE?

SHE'S PAST THE
CONTAGIOUS STAGE,

SO ALL WE CAN
DO IS WAIT.

[ ♪♪ ]

YOU'RE A GOOD
GIRL, TILLY.

YOU'RE A
GREAT MOTHER.

Solomon:
WHERE ARE YOU
TAKING IT?

THE YULES.

BUT WHY SHOULD THEY
HAVE IT AND NOT US?

THAT MEANS WE'RE NOT
GOING TO HAVE ANY...

CRANBERRIES,
ANY STUFFING...

HUSH.

SHE'S DOING IT
FOR MOTHER.

WE'LL TAKE THE
CARRIAGE; THERE'S
TOO MUCH SNOW.

YOU'LL NEVER MAKE
IT ON YOUR OWN.

PRUDENCE CAN'T
STAY HERE
BY HERSELF.

WE'LL BE FINE.

[ ♪♪ ]

ARE YOU GOING
TO BE ALL RIGHT?

OH, NEVER YOU
MIND ABOUT ME.

IT'S A RELIEF,
REALLY.

HE WAS LOST
ALREADY.

YOU TAKE GOOD CARE
OF YOUR MOTHER.

SHE'S DONE
SO MUCH FOR US.

[ Sniffling ]

SHE USED TO
LAUGH, YOU KNOW?

YOU KNOW, WHEN
YOUR PA WAS ALIVE.

[ ♪♪ ]

GOODBYE.
THANK YOU.

Man:
[ Whistling ]

YOU ARE LUCKY
TO HAVE HER,

YOUR MOTHER.

THE OTHER DAY
SHE IMPLIED

THAT SHE WAS CONCEIVED
IN ORDER TO GUARANTEE
MY FINANCIAL SECURITY.

SHE WAS ANGRY.

NO, SHE WAS RIGHT.

I USED HER,

WHICH MADE IT
DIFFICULT TO BE
IN HER COMPANY.

I TRAVELLED OFTEN,

COMING HOME
FOR MEETINGS WITH
THE ESTATE LAWYER.

HE WAS A GOOD-
HEARTED FAMILY MAN.

SO I PUT YOUR MOTHER
IN PRETTY DRESSES

AND TOOK HER TO THE
MEETINGS WITH ME.

OVER TIME, HE BECAME
SYMPATHETIC TO US,

PRESSED THE OTHER
BENEFICIARIES TO
SETTLE THEIR CASE.

TILL I RECEIVED
YOUR LETTER,

I CONSIDERED
MYSELF LUCKY

TO HAVE ACQUITTED
MYSELF SO ADMIRABLY.

WHY ARE YOU
TELLING ME THIS?

SO YOU WON'T
MAKE THE MISTAKE
OF EXCUSING ME,

TELLING YOURSELF,
AS I DID,

IT COULD NOT
HAVE BEEN HELPED.

Solomon:
TILLY!

SHE WON'T WAKE.

FETCH DR. BOLAND. GO!

GET A BASIN
OF COLD WATER.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Sobbing ]
PLEASE DON'T
TAKE HER AWAY.

PLEASE DON'T TAKE
HER AWAY, PLEASE.

[ Coughing ]

SHE'S EVERYTHING TO US.

I'VE NOT BEEN GRATEFUL.

PLEASE DON'T
TAKE HER.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Coughing ]
SHE'S COLD.

GET SOME MORE
BLANKETS.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Coughing ]

MARY.

HOLD THAT.

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Banging on door ]

TILLY?
SORRY TO
TROUBLE YOU.

Mr. Hopkins:
NO, NO TROUBLE AT
ALL. WHAT IS IT?

Tilly:
IT'S MOTHER.

WE SENT FOR
THE DOCTOR BUT
HE HASN'T COME.

THE COACH MUST
HAVE GOTTEN STUCK.

WELL, COME IN,
MY DEAR, COME IN.

SCARLET FEVER,
THAT'S WHAT
THE BOYS HAD.

THE CARRIAGE WON'T GO.

I'M GOING TO HAVE
THEM TRY THE SLEIGH.

GOOD HEAVENS.
SIT FOR A MINUTE
AND WARM UP.

I'LL GET YOU
A COVER.

I MUST GO BACK.
PLEASE.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

GIDEON, I...
DON'T.

DON'T TALK ABOUT IT.

I MUST TALK
ABOUT IT.

EVERYTHING'S
ALL UPSIDE DOWN.

AND I WAS WRONG
TO THINK OF LEAVING.

I SEE THAT NOW.

I LOVE YOU.

AND I LOVE
MY FAMILY.

I WAS TOO FORWARD.

DO YOU LOVE ME?

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

IF WE WERE MARRIED,
HOW WOULD WE BE?

TILLY...
COULD WE...

LIVE NEAR MY FAMILY,
SEE THEM AS OFTEN
AS WE LIKE?

THEY'RE FAMILY TO ME.

YES.

[ Sniffling ]

MY ANSWER IS YES.

[ ♪♪ ]

PUT THAT BACK!

IT'S THANKSGIVING
TOMORROW.

WE CAN'T MAKE
A TURKEY.

SHE WON'T
GET BETTER
IF WE DON'T.

Solomon:
SMELLS BURNT.

IT'S ONLY BEEN
TEN MINUTES.

WE COULD CHECK.

NO, THAT
DRIES IT OUT.

WHO HAS LIVED
LONGER, YOU OR I?

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

WHERE'S MOTHER?

SHE'S IN HER ROOM.

IS SHE BETTER?

NO, SHE'S
NOT BETTER.

WHERE WERE YOU?

THE HOPKINS.

THE HOPKINS?
THAT'S RIGHT.

HUH! WELL, THIS IS
HARDLY THE TIME.

IT'S HARDLY THE
TIME TO ROAST
A TURKEY, PRU.

DON'T SAY A WORD
ABOUT THAT TURKEY.

IT'S THE ONLY
GOOD THING THAT'S
HAPPENED IN MONTHS,

AND I WON'T
HAVE YOU RUIN IT.

I FORBID IT.

AT LEAST I'M
DOING SOMETHING.

I SUPPOSED THIS
MEANS I WASN'T
DOING ANYTHING...

EVER SINCE
I CAN REMEMBER,

I'VE HAD TO
BE SENSIBLE,
RELIABLE, ORGANIZED,

WHILE YOU SLEEP LATE,
FORGET YOUR CHORES,

WRITE SONNETS.

I'VE NEVER WRITTEN
A SONNET IN MY LIFE.

IT DOESN'T
MAKE A BIT OF
DIFFERENCE, DOES IT?

YOU STILL END UP
WITH EVERYTHING.

THAT'S NOT TRUE.

FATHER TOOK YOU
TO THE WOODS.

YOU AND GAD.
WHERE WAS I?

YOU HATE THE WOODS.

HOW WOULD I KNOW?
I NEVER GOT TO GO.

PRU...

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Sobbing ]

WHAT IF SHE
DIES TOO?

[ ♪♪ ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly: [ Writing ]
"CHAPTER EIGHT,

'THANKSGIVING'.

MOTHER IS SUCH
A TENDER SOUL,

TOO SOON TO RETURN
TO THE EARTH."

I HATE SNOW.

I LEFT HOME AND A
PLACE TO REMEMBER.

EVER SINCE, I'VE
BEEN CONVINCED

IT WOULD HAPPEN
IN WINTER...

SOMETHING I LOVE WOULD
BE TAKEN FROM ME.

YOU KNOW, WHEN HE DIED...

THE FIRST WARM
DAY IN MARCH...

THE MEN WHO BROUGHT
HIM HOME SAID...

THE THAW HAD CAUSED
THAT OLD TREE TO FALL.

ELLIS ALWAYS SAID...

LIFE'S PURPOSE IS GREATER
THAN OUR IMAGINATION.

I WAS WRONG ABOUT HIM.

ABOUT EVERYTHING.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

[ Sobbing ]

[ ♪♪ ]

THE FEVER HAS BROKEN.

IT SEEMS YOUR MOTHER
WILL BE FINE.

[ Sobbing ]

[ ♪♪ ]

[ Approaching footsteps ]

Prudence:
MOTHER!

IS IT TRUE? ARE YOU
WELL? WE'VE MADE
THE TURKEY.
YES.

TILLY GAVE THE
REST TO THE YULES.

OH-H...

Solomon:
GRANDMOTHER'S
CARRIAGE GOT STUCK

AT THE END
OF THE ROAD.

THE COACHMAN AND THE
FOOTMAN WERE DIGGING
IT OUT ALL NIGHT.

Mary:
AND WHAT ELSE HAPPENED
WHILE I WAS OCCUPIED?

GAD PROPOSED.

AND I'VE ACCEPTED.

IS THAT SO?

BUT YOU WANTED
TO BE A WRITER.

THAT WAS AGES AGO.

LET'S EAT!

[ Laughter ]

MOTHER IS WELL.

WE CURED HER BY
FIXING A TURKEY,

WHICH YOU ARE ALL
INVITED TO EAT.

[ Chuckles ]

MOTHER?

I HOPE YOU WON'T
LEAVE RIGHT AWAY.

I HAVE A PROPOSAL
FOR YOU.

HELLO. HELLO.
AH! HELLO.

JUST A FEW THINGS.

SOME PUDDING,
SOME CHEESE.

HOW IS YOUR MOTHER?

SHE'S MUCH BETTER,
THANK YOU.
GOOD.

WHY DON'T YOU
TAKE THAT FROM
MRS. HOPKINS.

IT'S LOVELY.
PERHAPS MR. HOPKINS
SHOULD CARVE?

UH...
Solomon:
WE CAN'T START.

NOT TILL
MOTHER COMES.

OH, SOLOMON.
AH...

THE POOR WOMAN HAS
JUST RECOVERED.

IT'S NOT THANKSGIVING
IF SHE'S NOT WITH US.

SOLOMON, MOTHER
NEEDS REST.

DON'T BE SILLY.

MRS. BASSETT.

THIS IS
WHAT I NEED.

MOTHER.

I HEARD A VOICE
SAY SOMETHING
ABOUT THANKSGIVING.

WAS THAT
YOU, SOLOMON?

THERE'S LOTS
OF FOOD!

[ Chuckles ]

Mr. Hopkins:
UH, PLEASE,
ALLOW ME.

I HAVE SO MUCH
TO BE THANKFUL FOR.

MAY I?

THANKS FOR THE ROSES
BY THE WAYSIDE.

THANKS FOR THE THORNS
THEIR STEMS CONTAIN.

THANKS FOR HOME, AND
THANKS FOR FIRESIDE.

THANKS FOR HOPE,
THAT SWEET REFRAIN. AMEN.

[ ♪♪ ]

Mr. Hopkins:
SOLOMON...

LOOKS GOOD.

I MUST COMMEND
YOU ON THIS.

IT IS THE MOST
MAGNIFICENT BIRD...

[ Mixed chatter ]

[ ♪♪ ]

I'M EATING
MY VEGETABLES,
MOTHER. YES.

[ Laughter ]

HOW IS IT?
IT'S DELICIOUS!

PERFECTLY COOKED.

IT'S NICE TO SEE
YOU WITH YOUR
APPETITE BACK.

[ Mixed chatter ]

[ ♪♪ ]

OH!

[ Laughter ]

TILLY, DO TELL US,
HAVE YOU EVER HAD
WINE BEFORE?

UH NO, I HAVEN'T.

TO THE TURKEY.

All:
TO THE TURKEY!

[ Glasses clinking ]

[ ♪♪ ]

I CANNOT GIVE
MY BLESSING.

YOU HAVE THE
BENEFIT OF FOUR
YEARS OF COLLEGE

AND A YEAR ABROAD.

TILLY HAS NO
SUCH EXPERIENCE
TO PREPARE HER.

I WAS NOT AWARE
IT IS REQUIRED.

HER GRANDMOTHER
HAS INVITED HER

TO UNDERTAKE
SOME TRAVELS AND
STUDIES OF HER OWN.

IF, AFTER THAT, SHE
IS OF THE SAME MIND,

SHE IS FREE TO WED.

THANK YOU AGAIN.

LOVELY EVENING.

THANK YOU
FOR COMING.
BE CAREFUL
ON THE STEPS.

Mrs. Hopkins:
THANK YOU.

DON'T BE SAD.

YOU WERE GONE
FIVE YEARS. I
WON'T BE THAT LONG.

A MINUTE
IS TOO LONG.

[ Sigh ]

[ ♪♪ ]

IT'S MUCH TOO FULL.

YOU MUST HAVE THEM
PRESS EVERYTHING

WHENEVER YOU
GET TO A HOTEL.

IT WOULDN'T DO
FOR A FAMOUS WRITER

TO TRAVEL THE WORLD
LOOKING AS WRINKLED
AS A PRUNE.

[ Sniffle ]

DON'T MAKE ME CRY.

DON'T FORGET ME.

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

FOR LUCK.

WE'LL NEED THE
SMALL BAGS TONIGHT,

AND THE BIG BAGS,
YOU CAN LEAVE ON
THE CARRIAGE.

I CAN'T GO.

YOUR FATHER
DIDN'T PERMIT
THE WORD "CAN'T".

I LEFT MY HOME
IN ANGER.

YOU'RE LEAVING
WITH ALL MY LOVE
AND SUPPORT.

I WAS HAPPY.

YOU'LL FIND
MORE HAPPINESS.

OH!

I'LL MISS YOU.

YOU COME BACK FOR
DINNER ANY TIME.

OKAY.

OH.

FOR YOU.

Isabella:
GOODBYE,
LITTLE PUPPET.

Solomon:
COULD YOU SEND
MACAROONS?

AND MARZIPAN?
AND CHOCOLATE?

GOODBYE, YOU
BIG STRONG GIRL.

Prudence:
THANK YOU SO MUCH
FOR EVERYTHING.

TAKE CARE OF HER.

OH, YOU AND ELLIS
RAISED HER
WELL, MARY.

SHE CAN TAKE CARE
OF HERSELF.

Man:
[ Whistle ]

[ ♪♪ ]

Tilly's voice:
"A LONG TIME AGO,

UP AMONG THE
NEW HAMPSHIRE HILLS,

LIVED A MAN, HIS WIFE,

AND A PILE OF
STURDY CHILDREN.

WE WERE POOR IN MONEY,

BUT RICH IN
LAND AND LOVE.

THE WIDE ACRES OF WOOD,

CORN, AND PASTURE FED
AND CLOTHED THE FLOCK,

WHILE MUTUAL PATIENCE,
AFFECTION, AND COURAGE

MADE OUR OLD FARM HOUSE
A VERY HAPPY HOME.

FOR THOSE WHO DREAM
OF ADVENTURE,

IT MAY SEEM TOO
SIMPLE A PLACE

TO START OUR STORY,

UNTIL WE REMEMBER THAT
THE BEST ADVENTURES

BEGIN WITH SIMPLE THINGS:

NOT GYPSIES, OR
SWORD FIGHTS, OR DRAGONS,

BUT HOPE, AND FAMILY,
AND LOVE."

Gideon:
HEY!

HEY!

WRITE!

[ Giggle ]
I WILL, EVERY DAY.

I'LL WAIT.

YOU BETTER.

I LOVE YOU.

ME TOO.

[ ♪♪ ]

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MIJO CORPORATION

[ ♪♪ ]