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[majestic music]

- It's for my old friend, Mrs. Beddows.

Poor old soul.

93 today.

- Ah, generous to a fault, as usual, Mrs. Bridges.

Here, let me take it for you.

- Ooh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Well, she took me under her wing.

She was cook to Lady Templeman.

And I was just starting out.

Her lobster pate was the talk of Mayfair.

And, as for her gooseberry trifle.

To end up forgotten in a basement room in Camden Town.

There ought to be a law against it.

- Oh, there should indeed, Mrs. Bridges.

Is Rose taking this on you for you?

- Yes I am, Mr. Hudson.

- Now, you've got the address, Rose?

You mind how you go with it.

- I will, don't worry, Mrs. B.

- Ah, here you are, then, Rose.

- Thank you.

- Are you going my way, Rose?

- Well, where you going?

- I'm going to see Daisy in hospital,

see what she looks like with her adenoids out.

- Same as with 'em in, I should think.

- I know, Rose, that was a joke.

- Ohh, what you taking them for?

She won't be able to eat nothing.

- Well, what can I take her, then?

- Nice pretty bunch of flowers,

if you wanna show her how much you care.

- You rotten Rose.

[horse hooves clattering and metal squealing]

-[Attendant] Fare, off it.

Hurry along now.

Carry on, please.

[bell clanging]

- Hey, mind aught!

- Sorry.

- Look what you've done!

- I am surely sorry.

- Look at it, you've ruined it.

- Did you bake it yourself?

- Clumsy!

- Yeah, you're right, I am.

That's what my mother used to say.

- Alright for you to joke,

someone was expecting this.

- Well, it's not the end of the world, is it?

I'll buy you a replacement.

- You can't, not one like this.

What am I gonna do?

-[Attendant] Fares, please.

- Camden town.

-[Attendant] Thank you.

Any more fares?

- The same, please, Camden Town.

-[Attendant] Thank you very much.

- What sort was it?

- Plum, if you must know.

- I want a nice plum cake, please.

- With almonds?

- With almonds.

- It's no use, it won't be the same.

- What's so special about it?

- It was baked by an expert.

- Oh.

You?

- Not me, as it happens.

- Your mother.

- It was baked by a friend of mine

to give to a friend of hers

who also happens to be an expert.

She'll know immediately if it's shop-bought,

and I'll be in trouble.

- Sorry, no plum.

Nice lemon sponge, or a gingerbread?

Or some California jumbles?

- Oh yes, they're good.

- Not them, they've got wine in 'em.

She's 93.

- Just take off the 93, back her up a bit.

No?

- Hurry up, there's others

behind you. - All right, we'll take

the lemon sponge, thank you.

- Ten pence eighty, please.

- Ah, thank you very much.

Here. - Thank you.

Best I could do.

- Thank you.

- Right, well- - Your change, sir?

Oh, thank you.

That's done, how about having some tea with me?

- What?

I've got to go deliver this.

- Well, have some tea first.

Oh, come on.

- Here!

- Yeah, come on, have some tea.

- Well.

- Here we are.

- But, I don't know who you are.

- Oh, Wilmot.

Gregory Wilmot's my name.

What's yours?

- Rose

Buck.

- Nice bumping into you, Miss Buck.

[humming]

♪ By the sea, by the sea

- Shouldn't Rose or someone be doing that?

- I enjoy arranging flowers.

- Who sent them, anyway?

- Nobody sent them.

I bought them.

- What, all of them?

Rather extravagant, woman.

- It is spring, in case you hadn't noticed.

- Yes, I had noticed, but there's no need

to keep proving it quite so relentlessly.

- This is a pointless conversation.

-[James Bellamy] Agreed.

- Are you coming to change?

- My father owned this farm,

quite small, in Yorkshire.

He went through hard times with it.

Did you know in the last 25 years

to the turn of the century,

1/3 of the laboring population left the land?

- No.

- That's right.

But, my father, he kept faith with his men.

You see, he believed in the labor movement, like I do, and

well, things improve slow.

- Have another scone.

- Yes, I will.

- Go on, only be wasted. - Very good.

Tea?

- Thank you very much.

- Why did you go to Australia?

- Dad's idea, land of opportunity.

But, he'd never come out and join me there.

- So you've come home to see him.

- No, no, he died a couple of months back.

Just fell down his own fields, just like that.

Right, it's the way he wanted.

I've just come back to settle up his affairs.

I go back in a fortnight.

Right, now, you tell me about yourself, your family.

- Nothing to tell.

My father was lodge keeper to the Earl of South Boll,

that's where I was brought up, on the estate.

And now I work for his grandson,

Captain James Bellamy at Eaton Place.

- Oh yes?

In what capacity?

- Pardon?

-[Gregory] What do you do?

- Head house parlor maid.

No point in pretending different.

- There's no reason why you should.

It's a very respectable job.

- Respectable, that's just about all it is.

- And, worthwhile too, if you're good at it.

And, I bet you are.

- Yeah, well, you'd have to ask

other people that, wouldn't you?

Yeah, I've got to go.

Deliver the cake.

- Oh yeah.

Would you like me to come with you,

to explain the accident? - Oh, no, no.

I'm better on me own, really.

- Yeah.

Right.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?

- Australia, Rose?

What a strange question.

What prompts it?

- Nothing, I heard an Australian talking on the tram

and you're always saying,

"I wish you'd be curious and interested in things,"

and I don't know anything about it, that's all.

- Australia is a large, uncomfortable place

with a hot and dusty climate,

full of convicts and swindlers and bad living conditions.

And, certainly no place for a young woman

if you're thinking of emigrating.

- A sheep station, 8,000 head,

about a hundred miles west of Melbourne.

- In the bush?

- No, it's not too isolated.

There's a town quite near,

well, we make our own company living on the property.

That's my brother, Tim, and three

of the jackaroos that help us out.

- I've got a brother called Tim.

He went to Canada to do forestry.

- Well now, isn't that amazing?

That is a coincidence.

That must be fate, mustn't it?

- That's you.

- Yeah.

You know, I...

I think you'd go for it out there.

The sheer size and beauty of the place.

The colors.

Delicate, soft and faded.

Have you ever wanted to travel?

- Not a question of want, then, is it?

Us maids don't get the chance.

- You cold?

No coldness and damp out there.

- Rose?

I've just had a letter from my old friend, Mrs. Beddows.

She thanks me very kindly for the lemon sponge.

Says, why could I not have baked one myself.

Well, what on earth does she mean by that?

- Oh, I don't know, Mrs. Bridges.

She's probably got muddled in the head.

They do, don't they when they're 93?

- Ooh, rest of the letter's sharp enough.

Very sharp indeed.

Still, I think you're right.

You coming with us to Richmond Park tomorrow?

- Richmond Park, Mrs. Bridges?

- To see the deer.

They're going out upstairs, for the day.

So, we thought we'd take a picnic.

- No, I can't, not tomorrow.

- Oh.

- Well, I got to see some friends.

Some friends of my brothers over from Canada.

Married couple, got to look after them.

- Well, bring them to Richmond Park.

Make a lovely outing for them.

- Yes, that is a good idea.

Only, they wanna see the Tower of London.

[live music]

Just do your own doing.

Miss Lizzie taught me once.

- I'm too clumsy, Rose.

- Look, if we don't take what we get thrown out.

You really are.

- Let's go sit down.

- I've never been to a place like this before.

- Makes two of us.

- I don't think it's quite respecting.

- Yeah, I think you're right.

[clapping]

Tea looks good.

- Not as good as Eaton Place.

- Eaton Place, Eaton Place.

Make it sound like Buckingham Palace.

- Oh, I don't suppose it's much different.

Mr. Hudson wouldn't think so, anyhow.

- You and Mr. Hudson, he sounds a bit of a...

Bit of a wowzer to me.

- Wowzer?

- It's an Australia word for Puritan.

Kill joy.

Non-drinker.

- Oh no, he isn't, that's not fair.

He has to be a bit strict but he's got a sense of humor.

And, he has a drink sometimes.

A bet you have a drink sometimes.

- Well, don't know.

After a hard day's work, I do like a few beers.

But, I don't drink to excess, Rose.

Not like some of them.

- I don't mind a man who drinks

in moderation.

- You know, it's funny.

This time in 10 days, all this, be a moment.

- 10 days.

- I'll be sailing out of Tilbury to the open sea.

- Won't see you again.

-[Gregory] Why not come with me?

- Oh, yes.

- I'm serious, Rose.

Where is your spirit of adventure?

- I get quite a lot of adventure in my life,

you'd be surprised.

- Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Bridges, what's his name?

- Edward.

And, they're not all stick in the muds

like you seem to think.

- I never said they were, Rose.

I wouldn't judge anybody before I met 'em.

Let's go meet 'em now.

-[Rose] What?

- I wanna see this famous house of yours.

- We can't.

We can't, we've already started our tea.

- What's the matter?

You ashamed of me?

Everybody's gone.

- Just remembered.

They've all gone on an outing to Richmond Park.

Ruby?

Ruby?

Ruby, wake up, girl.

What you doing here?

- Mrs. Bridges said I was to stop in and mind the place

whilst them arrive. - Yes, well.

You don't to mind the place now, I'm back.

Go on, you go out for a walk.

- Yes, Rose. - Don't walk well.

This gentlemen has just come to see Mr. Hudson.

- But, Mr. Hudson's gone out with Mrs. Bridges.

- Now, aren't you going out, too.

For a nice walk down the road.

- Bye Ruby.

- She's a kitchen maid.

Bit simple.

Would you like a cup of tea?

- No, no.

Can I sit down?

- Yes, of course.

- Aren't you gonna?

- Somebody might come in.

- Thought they were all conveniently in Richmond Park.

- Conveniently?

- You don't want me to meet them, do you?

Your family?

- I don't care if you meet them.

Your idea coming back here.

I wanted to stay at the Te Danzante.

I was really enjoying it.

- Aren't you enjoying it now?

Alone with me?

Now, this...

This could almost be my house.

Not much difference.

Except you get more sunlight through the window.

And, I made my own furniture.

I meant it, Rose, when I said come with me.

How bout it?

- Ridiculous.

- I don't see why.

I'm not such a bad fellow.

35 years old and doing quite well for myself.

I'll look after you.

- Don't be daft.

It's not that I'm worried about.

- What then?

- Why me?

Why pick on me when you could do so much better?

- Better?

I don't think I could.

- I'm a house parlor maid.

- Just about the best qualifications I could think of for...

For a wife.

- Wife?

- We don't have to get married right away, you...

You could just come out there.

Look around before you make up your mind.

I'll pay your fare back if you don't like it.

I'll by you a return bow ticket.

What do you say?

- Oh.

- You're not frightened of me, are you?

- Well, 'course I'm not.

Why should I be?

- Well, there's no reason to be because I wouldn't do...

I wouldn't do anything to upset you

against your will.

Not until after we're married anyway.

- You would before?

- You know what I mean.

- Don't know what Mr. Hudson would say.

- Oh, the heck with Mr. Hudson.

I'm sorry, Rose, but you

can make up your own mind, can't ya?

- Look, you don't know what you're doing to me.

I've never been like this before.

Not with anyone.

Please.

Don't make fun of me.

- I wouldn't do that, Rose.

I swear it.

I've never been more serious in my life.

Do you think I'd take the chance of making you unhappy?

Do you think I'd lumber myself with an English girl

out there in the wilds?

No, no, see it's not wild but...

But, do you think I would?

Unless I was absolutely certain we could make a go of it.

Now, I was certain the moment I saw you on that tram.

- Oh, I can't help thinking you want a housekeeper,

not a wife.

Someone to cook, sew and scrub the floors

for you and your friends.

"Pick up some house maid," they probably said.

- How can you think that?

Rose, look at me.

How can you think that?

- 'Cause you haven't mentioned the word 'love' yet.

This may sound stupid but

I always thought that if this ever happened to me

and I never thought it would,

I'd hear the word 'love'.

-[Gregory] But, of course I love ya.

Wouldn't be asking you if I didn't.

- Alright to say it now.

- I love you.

I do love you.

Really.

And, I've never said that to anybody before in my life.

Well, is that better?

Oh, I can't dress things up in fancy words.

- You use fancy words when you talk about Australia.

When you talk about Australia, you sound like a poet.

- Yeah, well, that's different.

It can't answer back.

But, now I've done my bit, now it's your turn.

You say that word to me if you feel you can.

Because nobody's ever said it to me before either.

- I'm very fond of you, Gregory.

- You don't love me?

- I don't really know you.

- You always have to make things

so difficult for yourselves, you women.

I mean, all I see is you and me and fate

bringing us together on some London tram.

And, both of us knowing really right away.

So simple.

- Simple.

What's simple about it?

I've only known you four days

and you're asking me to uproot myself.

Leave the life I know, all my friends.

To travel thousands of miles away to a foreign country

full of convicts and swindlers and

unpaired living and-

- Now, don't rush.

Take your time.

But, I'll still have to know soon

if I'm gonna get your passage booked.

Alright?

- A man in here yesterday while we was out?

- Yes, said he wanted to see Mr. Hudson.

- Did he leave his name or state his business?

- No, said he'd call back.

Said it wasn't important.

- That's not what Ruby told me.

- Yes, well, it's none of our business, is it?

I've told you all I know.

- I don't think you have, Rose.

- Alright, he was a friend of mine.

- A friend of yours?

And, you told me you was going to the Tower of London

with a married couple, friends of your brothers.

Now, that's not very truthful, Rose.

- Just a casual acquaintance.

Nothing wrong, is there?

- An acquaintance?

Who you brought back here when the rest

of the house was deserted?

While you knew it would be deserted.

You know my opinion of that, Rose.

- If it had been an old friend,

it would've been a different matter but

just casual acquaintance.

- Since you're all being so flaming nosey,

he wasn't just a casual acquaintance, he's...

- What, Rose?

- He's my fiance, if you must know.

- You're what?

- My fiance, Mr. Hudson.

- Come off it, Rose.

Pull the other one.

Are you engaged to be married?

- What's wrong, I've as much right as anyone.

- Well, why didn't you tell us, Rose?

- Well, I was going to but he only asked me yesterday and

I haven't quite made up me mind.

I'm still thinking it over.

I was waiting til it was official.

Well, don't say you're all pleased for me.

- Well, naturally, we're pleased, Rose.

Congratulations.

But, you can't expect us to be overjoyed

'til we know a wee bit more about him.

- Well, quite right, Mr. Hudson.

Well, who is he, Rose, and why have you kept him so quiet?

- His name's Gregory Wilmot.

He's 35 years old.

And, he's a sheep farmer.

- A sheep farmer, well, that's a respectable

enough occupation.

Where abouts does he farm, Rose?

- Australia.

[gasps]

- You're never telling us you're gonna

live in Australia, Rose.

- Don't know, I haven't made up me mind up yet

like I told you.

- That's why she was asking me

about Australia the other day.

How long have you known him, Rose,

and where did you meet him?

- I've known him quite awhile.

And, I met him out.

-[Mr. Hudson] Out? Where?

- Did he pick ya up, Rose?

- No, he didn't, he fell on me, if you must know.

- He fell on you, Rose?

- In a tram, got pushed against me.

- And, you just got talking, just like that?

- He apologized like a proper gentlemen.

That's how we got talking.

Look, if you met him, you wouldn't be so suspicious.

- We'd like to meet him, Rose.

We'd like to meet him very much.

- Yes, you bring him to tea, Rose.

- Yeah, let's have a look at him, Rose.

After all, Ruby's only had the honor so far.

- He's not a performance seal.

- No, he's a performing kangaroo if he comes from Australia.

- Edward, that is not very funny.

-[Edward] No, Mr. Hudson.

- Bring him to tea tomorrow, Rose.

-[Gregory] Pleased to meet you, Mr. Hudson.

- Mrs. Bridges. - Mrs. Bridges.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Edward.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

- Ruby.

- Oh, yes, I have met Ruby.

- Gregory Wilmot.

- Well, it's a great pleasure to meet you all.

Mind you, I feel I know you already from

what Rose has told me.

- We've heard something about you, too, Mr. Wilmot.

Won't you take a seat?

- I will, thank you.

Oh, here's a small present for you.

Don't you drink whiskey?

-[Rose] Yes, of course we do, Gregory.

Thank you.

It was useful.

- Thank you.

- Oh no, don't you sit there, Gregory.

You sit in the middle between me and Rose.

You don't mind if I call you Gregory?

- No.

- Thank you.

Ruby, fetch the pot.

- Please.

- Rose says you're a sheep farmer in Australia.

- Yeah, yeah, that's right.

- Very interesting work I should imagine.

What do you do exactly?

- Well, we buy the sheep up in Queensland

because it's cheaper than...

We bring 'em down to the station, we sheer 'em,

fatten 'em up, sell 'em.

They should end up in your kitchen, Mrs. Bridges.

- Ooh, yes, we had some Australian lamb last week.

Very tender, it was, too.

- Is it a large concern, Mr. Wilmot?

- Oh, yes, Gregory's got 8,000 head of sheep.

- It's growing fast.

By the end of the year, I have to have another thousand.

- I believe it's hard to find satisfactory labor.

- Yeah, I've heard they're all convicts

and 'take it or leave' men.

- Well, they're not, they're called jackaroos

and he's got three of them.

And, he's got a brother called Tim, Mr. Hudson.

Isn't that an amazing coincidence?

- Amazing.

- It's a great exaggeration, all this about convicts.

I mean, I've got as loyal a bunch of fellows

working for me as you could ever hope for.

- If Rose did come out with you, Gregory,

she would live in a proper house?

- It certainly wouldn't be a basement, Mrs. Bridges.

- No, it's like this room here only the sun comes in

and Gregory makes his own furniture, don't you?

- That's right.

- Is there a church nearby?

- Church?

- A Protestant Church.

Rose attends church regularly.

It's an important part of her life as,

no doubt, she's told you.

- Yes, well, there's a church in the town, I think.

Yes, I'm sure there is.

There's no need to worry about Rose, Mr. Hudson.

If she does decide to come out there,

the greatest difference she'll find is

there's no class consciousness.

She'll be treated like an equal, at last.

- An equal to what, may I ask?

- Do you take milk and sugar, Gregory?

- Yes, both, thank you.

She won't be a house parlor maid at

everybody's beck and call all the time.

- Oh, but, that's what she's used to.

That's the only thing she knows how to do.

- I don't believe that, Mrs. Bridges.

- But, won't she be at your beck and call?

As your wife, I mean.

- She'll be free, that's what I mean.

Free woman.

- Oh, geez, she's free now.

Oh, free is as good for her.

- I mean no disrespect to you, Mrs, Bridges

or to you, Mr. Hudson,

but it's a system you live under.

Oh, the whole out-molded class structure of this country.

- You're a socialist, then?

- I am.

- Only in Australia 'cause labor's in power.

Isn't it?

- It is, I'm pleased to say.

- He wouldn't vote labor in England.

- Oh, yes, I would.

- Being out of this country for so long, Mr.Wilmot,

I don't think you quite realize what's happening here.

If the working classes are allowed to organize

themselves into powerful trade unions,

they begin to disrupt the nation with strikes.

Why in this past year-

- The only want better living conditions, man.

A decent wage for their wives and families.

You're a working man.

You may be comfortable enough here in Eaton Place

but you've just gotta think of your fellow workers

outside in the cold.

- Well.

I don't think we should talk about politics anymore.

We all have a nice piece of chocolate cake, Edward.

- I think you've got a point there, Mr. Wilmot.

You know, I've never seen it that way before.

- Naturally, everyone's entitled to his own view, Edward.

When are you returning to Australia, Mr. Wilmot?

- Friday.

- Not this very next Friday? - Thank you.

-[Edward] Are you going with him, Rose?

- She'll make me the happiest man in the world if she did.

-[Edward] Well, go on.

I mean, I'd go if I were you.

-[Mr. Hudson] Take great care before you answer, Rose.

It's a decision that will affect your whole life.

-[Mrs. Bridges] We'd all miss you.

You know that, Rose.

But, if you really feel-

-[Mr. Hudson] There's just a small matter of your status.

You would not be married out there, I take it.

-[Gregory] No.

The idea is Rose should come out there

and see if she likes it.

I am buying her a return bow ticket.

-[Edward] I'll have it if you don't want it.

-[Mr. Hudson] Quiet, Edward.

- I'm going.

- I didn't mean to force you to decide in public.

- It's alright, Gregory, I've made me mind up.

I'm going with ya.

-[Edward] Good for you, Rose.

Good luck to you.

- It so happens, I have in my pocket some...

Something to seal the bargain with.

- Oh, Gregory.

Oh.

Oh, oh, Gregory.

Oh.

Look.

Ruby.

Edward, Mrs. Bridges.

- I never thought, I never thought.

- Neither did I, to tell the truth.

- Shall...

Shall we, uh...

Open the whiskey and celebrate?

- It's a wee bit early for whiskey,

Mr. Wilmot. - Oh, just this once,

Mr. Hudson, for Rosie's sake.

- Well, just a suggestion for me.

And, for you, Edward.

- Lovely. - None at all for you, Ruby.

- Well, whiskey and chocolate cake,

does that go well together?

- Oh, and very excellent chocolate cake, too, Mrs. Bridges.

Almost as good as your plum cake.

- Oh, what do you know of my plum cake.

- I was telling Gregory all about your plum cake.

- After I sat on it.

- Sat on it?

- Hasn't Rose told you of how we met?

It's a very funny story.

- Well, you fell on her.

We heard it, in a tram.

- That's right and squashed the cake flat.

I hope your old friend didn't mind

the replacement too much, Mrs. Bridges.

- My old friend?

Do you mean Mrs. Beddows?

- But, that was only last Saturday, Rose.

You mean, you've only known Mr. Wilmot for six days?

- Oh, Mr. Hudson, I clean forgot,

I promised to take Gregory up to meet Mrs. Bellamy.

But, we won't be more than a minute, you'll see.

- It's beautiful, Rose.

It's quite beautiful.

Oh, I am so pleased for you both.

It's marvelous news.

- Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy.

- I can't imagine this house without you.

I suppose I must formally accept your notice, mustn't I?

- Oh, I'm sorry, Madame, I ought to have mentioned.

- It's alright.

You do have a lot to think about.

Now, if there's any help you need.

Over packing or anything, you will let me know, won't you?

- Thank you, Madame.

- Thank you.

- How long does it take to get there now?

-[Mr. Wilmot] 50 days out of Tilbury.

-[Mrs. Bellamy] Cape of Good Hope.

-[Mr. Wilmot] That's right, Las Palais, Cape Town.

Adelaide.

Melbourne.

- I do envy you.

I love traveling by sea.

- Have you ever been to Australia, Mrs. Bellamy?

- No, my husband has promised to take me.

- Well, you should come and visit us when you do.

- I will most definitely.

Thank you.

- Goodbye, Mrs. Bellamy.

- Goodbye.

You couldn't have made a better choice than Rose.

- I know that.

- Hello.

Who's this.

- This is Mr. Wilmot.

- Rose, Rose, I want strong black coffee.

- Mr. Wilmot is Rose's fiance.

- Rose's, Rose's fiance?

- May I introduce my husband.

- Captain James Bellamy.

- How do you do?

I thought you must be a friend of my wife's.

- No.

Thank you, Mrs. Bellamy.

- Goodbye.

- I'll show you back to your hotel.

- Rose.

What about my coffee?

- You'll just have to ring for Edward.

Won't you?

- Well, we survived it.

Mrs. Bellamy approved.

As for you and Mr. Hudson.

- Yeah.

Well, he...

He is a bit of a wares though, isn't he?

- That's just cause you bring out the worst in him.

- I want you to meet a couple of my friends.

- Oh, I'd like to.

- Schoolmaster from Potter's Bar.

It's alright.

Married my first true love.

No hard feelings, they're my oldest friend.

I'd like you to meet Dorothy.

Can you bear it?

- Of course I can bear it.

- Then a celebration,

day before we sail.

- Lovely.

- Well, he was very nicely dressed, Mr. Hudson.

And, I should think he's doing very well for himself.

Judging by the whiskey.

- The whiskey is neither here not there, Mrs. Bridges.

My point is that Rose is in danger

of making a very grave mistake.

- You only say that because he stood up to you

and said what he believed in.

- Oh, that's nonsense, Rose.

I'd never judge a man by the beliefs he held.

Let me simply make this observation.

With the greatest respect to Rose, here.

If he is bonafide and comfortably off,

why should he pick on Rose.

We know Rose's qualities but a young man like that,

well, surely has the pick of a more middle class

type of girl.

- Well, maybe he feels a more middle type class of girl

wouldn't fancy life on a sheep farm.

- That is exactly my point, Mrs. Bridges.

Because life on a sheep farm in Australia

is not fit for any young woman.

And, certainly not for someone of Rosie's

sheltered experience.

She'll be worn to the bone.

Be nothing better than a skivvy.

- I'm worn to the bone here.

And, I'm not afraid of hard work.

- No, that's true, she's never been afraid of hard work.

- Yes, yes, well that may be.

And, anyway, it's all secondary to my main objection.

Which is that you cannot hope to know someone

well enough in six days.

To give your life to them.

Sheer folly, Rose.

- Look, you're not my bleedin' father, Mr. Hudson.

This is my chance to make something of my life.

Something other than endless trundling

around this house 'til I'm too old to walk.

And, you can't spoil it.

I've waited a long time for this, Mr. Hudson.

I'd given up hoping, if you want to know.

But, now it's happened.

I love Gregory.

He makes me feel good and I trust him.

And, I don't want any advice or interference from anyone,

not even you.

I'm going and I'm gonna make a success of it.

You just watch me.

- They...

The Agnes is worth waiting.

That's our ship.

Big enough?

- Will you give that ticket back, do you hear?

- Now, you're on the sea.

- That's what they said about the Titanic.

- No icebergs where we're going.

- Do you think you'd survive in Australia without me?

You wouldn't last five minutes, my boy.

This one won't be sailing.

Wait, I'll be back for the refund.

- Mr. Wilmot, sir, you're in luck.

Somebody's mother doesn't want him to leave home.

There you are, sir.

The deck bridge ships.

- You're there.

- It's not quite next to you but it's near, no matter.

- Really, it's not far. - Just sign here, sir.

That's it.

- Dorothy and Hamish Mathews, my oldest friends,

meet Rose.

The future Mrs. Wilmot.

- Hello, dear. - How do you do?

- Hello, Rose. - How do you do?

- No, you sit over there where we can

get a good look at you.

You won't mind us being inquisitive but

we don't know anything about you.

What you do or where you come from.

Gregory wouldn't tell us anything.

- Well, it's no secret, is it, Rosie.

She lives in a large imposing house in Eaton Place.

With a butler, a cook and a footman.

A house fit for royalty.

- Royalty's been there, too.

The late King Edward VII come to dinner.

- Oh yes.

- I say, that's impressive.

All we've ever had is a town clerk of Hibarnics.

- What exactly is your place in this household, dear.

- She's head house parlor maid.

- House parlor maid?

- Did you take the King's coat?

Did he speak to you?

- Well, yes, he did as a matter of fact.

He said.

- I hadn't realized Rose was in service, Gregory.

- No reason why you should, Dorothy.

'Cause I didn't tell you.

Rose and I are now gonna show you how to do the tango.

- I know how to do the tango, thank you, Gregory.

- Not the way we do it.

- I've really no idea, did you?

- Now, don't you go and spoil things for them.

- So, that's your childhood sweetheart?

- You should've seen her at sweet 16.

She's put on a bit of weight.

- You always have a soft spot for your first love.

The one that got away.

Don't you worry about it though.

They're brother and sister really.

- If they get on so well, why didn't they get married?

- I came along.

No, it was never that serious, really.

Gregory's not a serious sort of person.

Wasn't in those days, he's serious now, of course.

Responsibilities now.

You'll be alright.

- I just decided, we're coming to see

them off tomorrow, Hamish.

We're gonna wave them off in Tilbury.

Wave off the happy couple.

My big baby.

- I want you to know how very much

we've all appreciated your work here, Rose.

And, how very fond of you we've all grown.

And, I'd like you to accept this little gift of...

As a token of our affection.

- Thank you very much, sir.

- I hope you'll be very happy in your new life.

I'm told Australia isn't such a bad place.

At least, the weather's good.

- I just wish Mr. Bellamy could've been here.

It's all been such a rush.

- Yes, yes, I know he'd have very much

wanted to say goodbye, too, himself but...

Well, I'll just have to do it for him.

And, write letters now, how you're getting on

in your new life, won't you.

- Goodbye, Rose.

And, good luck.

I'll miss you.

- Thank you for everything, Madame.

- The cab's arrived.

A ticket, trunk and suitcase up, Edward.

- Mr. Hudson, I've got a surprise for Rose.

- Oh, nevermind that, boy, quickly now, boy, quickly.

She's still upstairs with Captain James...

Oh, Ruby, it's not a funeral we're attending.

Stop that sniffling.

Oh now, calm yourself, Mrs. Bridges.

- I never thought I'd live to see

this day, Mr. Hudson, never.

- Now, please, please, don't let her see you crying.

If she's dou...

Oh, there you are, Rose.

The cab's arrived.

Everything ship shape, is it?

- Yes, I folded all the blankets, Mr. Hudson.

- Oh, that's alright, my girl.

And, Daisy's coming out of hospital tomorrow.

She will see to them.

- Oh, don't let her do too much too soon.

She won't be up to it.

- Oh, don't you worry about that, Rose.

We'll look after Daisy.

Oh, before you go, I've got something for you.

- Mr. Hudson.

- I had noticed your own one was wearing a wee bit thin.

- Why, it's lovely.

To Rose on the occasion of her leaving

and all good wishes in her future life.

From Angus Hudson.

Thanks, Mr. Hudson.

I'll treasure it always and it'll always be with me.

- Well, if it's a comfort to you in the years

to come than it's money well spent.

Come on now, we don't want the boat to sail without you.

- Well, goodbye Rose.

You'll write to us, won't you?

- Of course I will and you write to me,

give me all the news.

- Oh, we will, we will.

I'm sniffling.

Get along with you.

- What in heaven's name is that?

- Can you hear that, Mr. Hudson.

Rose, it's my goodbye present for you.

- Your what?

- Well, it's a friend of mine, Mr. Hudson.

Well, not really friend.

He's a street musician.

You see, I told him what was happening

and he agreed to come and play.

- For nothing?

- Yes, well, no for a couple of meat pies.

- Out of my pantry?

- It's a lovely idea, Edward.

Thank you very much.

Bye, Edward.

Bye, Mr. Hudson.

Bye, everybody.

- Ruby, Edward, come on, upstairs.

Wave her off, quickly now, come on.

[fiddle playing]

[slow music playing]

- Bye, Mr. Hudson.

-[Edward] Bye, Rose.

-[Mr. Hudson] Safe journey, my girl.

Goodbye. - Good luck, Rose.

-[Rose] Bye.

- Bye.

- Gale warnings in the Bay of Biscay.

Rose won't like that.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- You're not happy at Jardin's, are you?

- Why?

- If you wanted to go back to India.

I've never been.

I might quite like it there.

It might be good for us in general.

- Yes.

Well, I don't know that I'm ready to leave England

at the moment.

- I think one of the most unusual qualities

that girl had was her utter devotion to her duties.

Unusual, I mean, in young people today.

- Aye, good old sense of mischief on occasion.

[ringing]

Good heavens, is that the time?

The new girl's coming for her interview any minute.

- I think, I'll always remember her teasing me.

And, her generosity when I was broke.

And, her happy smile in the face of adversity.

- Adversity?

There's no adversity in this house.

- No, I mean, well, the funny thing is

that we won't remember anything after a bit.

I mean, we'll remember her.

Rose and the fact that she existed but

nothing about her.

I suppose that's the way it is.

With people, I mean.

They just fade away.

- What are you talking about, Edward?

- Is that a cab I hear?

- I'll go see, Mr. Hudson.

- Has the new girl arrived in a cab?

- Well, I wouldn't be surprised.

I'm never surprised at anything about young people nowadays.

Come on, Ruby, clear this stuff away.

- Mr. Hudson, it's Rose.

- Rose?

Gracious, what can have happened?

- Alright, Rose, alright.

- Oh, Rose.

- Here, take her bag, I've got her hat.

- What happened, Rose, for God's sake.

Was there a fall?

-[Mr. Hudson] Don't crowd her, Edward.

- Where's Gregory?

- Excuse me, sir, madame.

I thought you should know Rose has returned.

- Why, she forgotten something?

- Well, what's happened?

- Well, it's difficult to know for certain, Madame,

but it seems the gentlemen, her fiance,

already has a wife.

In Melbourne.

- Well, well, well.

How did she stumble on that?

- From some friends of his who came to see them off, sir.

A school master and his wife from Potter's Bar.

It was hard to get a clear account of what happened

but it seems she had rather a lucky escape.

- Yes.

How is she?

- Oh, she was overwrought to begin with, Madame.

But, she picked up quite quickly

when she realized where she was

in her old, familiar surroundings.

She's in her room now, Madame.

- I see.

Thank you for telling us, Hudson.

- Madame.

Oh, and Madame, I took the liberty of turning away

the new applicant for the post of house parlor maid.

- Oh, yes of course.

-[Captain James] Poor, old Rose.

Trust her to get mixed up with a scoundrel.

- Do you believe it?

[knocking]

Rose.

[knocking]

Rose, it's Mrs. Bellamy.

May I come in for a minute?

Hudson has told us what happened.

I am very sorry.

- I'm sorry for all the trouble caused.

I'll give you back your trunk, Madame, of course.

- Oh, Rose.

May I sit down?

He had a wife in Melbourne.

These friends who came to see you off told you so?

- Yes.

- But, he's separated, isn't he?

Perhaps, divorced.

Oh, she's not living with him on the farm?

- I don't know about that.

- I know one can be wrong about people but

he seemed so clearly like a man who...

Who'd worked hard and built something up for himself

and was looking for a wife to share it with.

He found what he was looking for in you.

- Yes, but he wasn't honest with me, was he?

- Are you being honest with me?

- Mrs. Bellamy? - Rose?

We are good enough friends to be frank

with each other, aren't we?

I want to help.

- You can't help.

It's all over and done with.

The boat's gone and he's gone for good.

- Rose.

He was free, wasn't he?

Why didn't you go with him?

- Like I said, he had a wife, he didn't want me.

Never did want me.

Just making fun of me, that's all.

- Don't cry, Rose.

Oh, don't cry. - Please.

It was awful, docks, people pushing.

I couldn't get through.

Dirty old boat.

His friends laughing.

Soon as I saw them with him, I felt I didn't know him.

Wasn't real, I felt sick.

I had start running back here.

- Didn't he follow you and try and stop you?

- I saw him look, reach out

but people pushed.

His friends pushed him on the boat.

Least wise, the woman did.

She didn't want me to marry him.

I knew that first time I met her.

Thought I wasn't good enough.

- Of course, you are good enough.

He thought so, didn't he?

That's what's important.

What's it got to do with anyone else?

- Mr. Hudson was right.

You can't get to know someone that quick.

It takes a long time.

Silly, leaving all you know, all your friends

for a perfect stranger.

-[Mrs. Bellamy] I know but sometimes, it's important.

- It's silly.

You won't tell 'em downstairs, will you?

Or Captain James?

- Of course I won't.

This is between you and me.

Well.

You get some rest.

You must be very tired.

- Well, were you right?

- No.

He had a wife.

- Oh, probably just as well.

Rose isn't the marrying kind.

Far happier here.

- Yes.

You're probably right.

[joyful music]