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Madame.

James!

-Not now! -Dad's here!

MAXTON HALL - THE WORLD BETWEEN US

BASED ON THE NOVEL "SAVE YOU" BY MONA KASTEN

Hey.

How come you're already back here?

Where's James?

His room, probably.

I hear his Oxford interviews were a success.

Hopefully he's had some time to dedicate to our meeting tomorrow as well.

-I assume so. -I'll ask him.

Dad! How about a late night cuppa?

It'll calm us after a long day.

I'll tell James to join us and we can discuss everything. Hmm?

Yeah. Good idea.

-I'm sorry. -It's just a shame.

It's all good, though.

How high are we here? Can I climb out somewhere?

Hey, no way.

Sooner or later he has to find out about us being together.

How about now, yeah?

Sometimes it's fear itself that we should fear most.

Only those who can face it can learn whether it was justified.

Those who run away from it will always carry its shadow with them.

-James, I... -Dad.

I believe no introductions are necessary. You know Ruby, don't you?

Hello, Mr. Beaufort.

Miss Bell, we're having a late cup of tea.

Would you like to join us?

I would.

Thank you.

From what I hear within school you're very active.

I have a lead role on the events committee.

She's our year group's best.

-And you're continuing to study? -In autumn at Oxford, yes.

And what did you decide

-on the subject you'll read in? -PPE.

-Philosophy, politics and... -Economics.

I studied the same subjects myself, in fact.

Also at Balliol?

I'm going to St Hilda's, sir.

Just like your mother.

You've never said that.

Back then, I moved to England for Cordelia.

The memories we shared together in Oxford, those are among the fondest of all.

Your parents, what do they do?

My father's a cook and my mother's a master baker.

-Oh, so not academic... -They have a really charming bakery.

The cinnamon knots are an absolute dream.

My daughter's well aware of my weakness for a good bakery.

So then I assume they won't be able to support your studies for the entire time.

Luckily it's not a problem any longer.

Ruby's got a scholarship from the Alice Campbell Foundation.

Ah. That is excellent news.

Congratulations. And what draws you to Oxford, Miss Bell?

Even if it risks sounding very cheesy, but…

I would have to say my heart.

As a girl, I remember taking a day trip with my father there one summer.

He told me all about the history of the city

and how many people come from all over the world to study there every year.

We picnicked under the roses in the college gardens

and simply listened to everyone

as Plato, Nietzsche and the theories of Simone de Beauvoir were debated.

It was magical.

So since then studying at Oxford is all I've ever wanted

and I've annoyed my parents ever since.

I, uh, still have some things to do.

Excuse me, if you wouldn't mind.

Naturally.

I wish you a safe journey back tonight, Miss Bell.

Good night.

Good night.

Tell me, was it something I said?

-See you tomorrow. -Goodnight.

I hope the roses survive the storm.

They have already experienced a lot.

Mrs. Beaufort had already cared for them since her own childhood.

How long did you and Mrs. Beaufort know each other?

My grandfather had worked as a chauffeur for the family for many years.

Then my father after him.

I spent my childhood here.

My heartfelt sympathy, Percy.

"No rain, no flowers."

That's what my father always used to say to us children when we were sad.

We must bear in mind that time heals all wounds,

and that even the most painful experiences can lead us to develop further.

Sometimes we can even draw strength from them.

That gives me courage.

Yeah?

-I hoped you weren't sleeping yet. -Thank you.

Ruby, I have to say it once again, you are extraordinary.

We're so proud of what you do every day,

and now there's this scholarship on top of that.

That is unbelievable.

Thanks, Mom.

Although, I'm a little bit worried.

I'm so happy that James was introduced to us.

He really seems to be a nice young man.

But don't forget you have, due to him, suffered a lot of emotion.

-He has changed, though. -Yeah, I know.

It's important to be careful, remember.

And from what I've seen in the press,

I'd say his father definitely isn't the most easy person you'll meet.

-Mom. -There are complications

that are all part of such a relationship

that we can't even imagine.

Darling, his is an entirely different world.

Mom, you and Dad prove to us every day that love shifts mountains if necessary.

Maybe we haven't reached your level yet, but we're off on our way.

Just promise me you'll look after yourself the best you can.

I promise, Mom.

-Good night. -Good night.

James!

No!

And now?

What should I do now?

You can leave me, can you, here alone like this?

How could you?

Dad! Dad!

-No, no, no! -Hey, Dad, you're okay.

Everything is okay. You're okay, Dad.

Come on, you're okay. Everything's okay.

Dad, everything is okay.

Hey.

-No, no, no. -Hey. Hey…

Everything's okay, Dad.

You're all good. We're here.

Shh, shh. Hey.

-It's all right. It's all right. -Everything's okay. Shh.

Hey, hey.

It's all right.

-Morning. -Morning.

-I had a pretty awful dream. -That was no dream.

It was so surreal.

It made me sad somehow, but also strangely peaceful.

So strange.

Here's something for the meeting I've prepared.

I have included all the important numbers and current information.

You'll find it all clearly listed.

Good morning, children.

Hey.

How are you, Dad?

Let's just please forget that, hmm?

There's no need to worry. No shame in it.

Hey. Hey.

It's all good.

Something last night has to teach us is that…

Is that we always have to be together.

We're together, Dad.

Lydia has already collected some data for the meeting.

You should really take a look.

This is just a few ideas I've scribbled down.

But it should actually give you all the relevant information anyway.

And I've also listed a concept

that I've already been working on for a while.

In case the moment comes, you could present it

and show that behind Beaufort

there's a progressive and strong mindset stance.

-Let's try it, shall we? -Really?

Mm-hmm.

-Ready to head out? -Yeah.

I know there are no photographers in A Midsummer Night's Dream.

No, Kieran, the photos are within the frame.

I mean, in the budget.

Bring it, will you? Because tomorrow it has to be hanging. Thank you.

He's desperate to do more.

The coolest costume. I'm gonna put this bag on, yeah? Bam.

-Pretty sweet, right? -Yeah, stylish. You're really working it.

-Cyril. -Hey.

-Perfect. -Thank you.

Oi, there you are.

-Maybe this was better. Subtle. -Yeah, I reckon it suits you better.

-Hi. -Hey.

-Hey. -Hiya.

Was it okay in the end with your dad?

Let's just say it was a well-needed release for him.

It's as if meeting you yesterday has forced him to reconsider.

-And made him decide to make amends. -Really?

He even listened to my ideas for the meeting and was quietly enthusiastic.

He and James will now discuss them with the board

before the shareholders meeting tomorrow.

Lydia, that's so cool.

I need immediate support. I can no longer do it alone.

-Do you want to help? -Mm-hmm.

Here.

-You can hang the flowers on the tree. -Yeah, thank you.

-Just there. -Yep.

Yeah, it's just over there, we can go try an egg roll.

-Hello, Owen. -James.

-Great that you're here. -Yeah.

-Thanks for coming, Mr. Ellington. -Hello, James.

-Mortimer. -Harold.

Hi, welcome.

-Mortimer. -Welcome.

Good to see you.

-Harold, how are you? -Hello.

Thank you all for coming, ladies, gentlemen.

In preparation for the investor round tomorrow,

we have adjusted our presentation as discussed.

Mortimer, despite the grandiose promises of success,

it's the actual share price deteriorating.

James' unfortunate speech at the Campbell Gala was not really helpful.

I really hope that you're aware

of the situation you've put the company in

because of your unpredictable behavior at that time, young man.

From the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry,

if your opinion is that I've affected the company with my actions.

-What? As if an apology is enough. -Who's interested in your opinion?

Under Cordelia, this would never have happened, James.

The numbers are there, and everyone can see it.

-And the facts as well. -Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

Please.

I can understand your anger.

But give James a chance to detail the situation.

At first glance, it might seem like there's a correlation

between the shares' decline and my expression.

But since the speech went viral,

there has in fact been an increase in brand awareness,

especially among young females, who are a lucrative option.

James, we've never targeted female customers with anything.

And an increase of younger customers will only help us in the long-term.

What's important for us here is to have an acute, noteworthy plan

to ensure that none of our customers will leave us.

Yes.

In that case, and with respect, I believe

it would be wisest to offer investors a two-pronged strategy presentation.

And I believe, in the current situation,

it would be wisest to reserve your opinion.

It's thanks to you we're in this situation, you know.

Thank you, Harold.

James, we can discuss the innovative aspect of your ideas

at another time in detail.

Of course, we've given a lot of thought to our brand

and guarding our image, and as soon as possible, stabilizing it.

Ms. Stevens has now developed a marketing strategy

with which we will emphasize the proven core elements of our brand

and our future plan.

Ms. Stevens.

Beaufort is a tradition-rich brand.

And especially in today's times,

lifelong traditions, stable values,

and high standards of quality are always recognized.

And by acknowledging our investors

we'll regain their trust along with that of our customers,

and we'll go back to focusing

on the financially established core target group of forty-plus.

-I agree. -That sounds better already.

That looks pretty dangerous, what you're trying.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Kieran?

-Mm-hmm. -He does all of this just for you.

As if.

What do we do if he actually falls?

Believe what you want, everyone sees the evidence.

Kieran, you have to support yourself.

It seems other things are also going on at the moment without you seeing.

-That's it, good. Yeah, keep it parallel. -Nice. Yeah, that's good.

Be careful, Kieran. It's shaking quite a bit.

No.

-Since when? -We had a secret on-off type thing

going on last year.

Friends with benefits.

Without any pressure.

Then my dad left my mom, and I guess it was just that…

Everything was reorganized

and then it became less on than off.

But after the white picnic he called me again to ask how I was doing

and now… having a lot of contact.

I know you don't like each other, but totally has another side.

And when we're together we have a really good time.

And it's not like it's forever.

I didn't notice. That's what surprises me more.

Kieran!

-Are you all right? -Everything okay?

Not really.

-Are you really not injured? -I'm totally fine.

-I'll be right back, yeah? -Okay.

Hello, Mrs. Campbell.

You're definitely good, yeah?

Oh, okay. I understand.

Naturally. Thank you for the information.

What's happened?

I'll prepare everything and circulate the PDF,

so that everyone has it for tomorrow's meeting.

Thank you, Julia.

Yeah.

Mom dedicated years to fighting the rusty agendas this company's made.

Just for you and this stranger to reinstate them.

"This stranger," mind you, is highly qualified.

-As well as global network... -How did you come up with this

sugar daddy image campaign for us?

Mom would have been completely ashamed.

Your mother had been out of touch all too often.

Exactly like your sister,

who tries to impose her subversive ideas on everybody.

I have no desire to be in a future

which has the traditions of you aging men in front of us.

Is this young madam supporting your expressive ideas?

Everything I do, however, is all done to repair.

Julia is helping me to patch up the damage that you have managed to create.

Maybe you should be grateful...

Grateful?

I should be grateful?

Grateful you're immediately replacing Mom with this other woman

as well as completely ignoring everything Lydia wants to achieve with Beaufort?

You don't care at all what I want.

Yet I'm to believe my well-being concerns you?

It was about nothing else, James. Family is all there is.

Alice Campbell has withdrawn Ruby's scholarship.

Say that you had no part in this.

-Wait. Better think again. -Back off now, Dad.

If you just leave, on your head be it.

You'll regret it, I swear.

James!

We'll travel to the conference together…

Excuse me, sir, I don't want to interrupt.

I withdrew my application for admission to the scholarship assessments,

as until just now I thought that the Campbell Foundation

had selected me to support.

But… but now I've heard that it isn't going to support me anymore.

The documents of the potential students have just been picked up.

Miss Bell, you know how fussy the university authorities are.

I'm afraid you've missed it.

When were they supposed to go?

The courier left five minutes ago.

Here, an application for late submission.

-Go on, get out of here. -Go, go, go, go!

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

-Hey! -Ruby.

Careful.

Stop! Wait there!

Wait! Hey, wait there!

Wait! Wait there!

The Campbell Foundation. May Clancy speaking. How can I help you?

Good day, May. James here, James Beaufort.

Can I speak to Ms. Campbell? It's urgent.

Ms. Campbell's at a conference today so isn't available until tomorrow.

I understand. Then I'd like to reserve the next personal appointment you've got.

The earliest I can offer you would be on Friday. 6 o'clock.

Thank you, see you then.

Hey, this is Ruby's mailbox.

Please leave a message.

Sometimes when a door closes,

we find ourselves thinking it was all in vain.

At those moments we tend to underestimate the power of imagination,

the power of our dreams.

Yet they have a quiet voice that whispers to us without words.

It guides us and provides us with an inner radar.

4 MISSED CALLS - JAMES

JAMES Sorry about the scholarship. Can we talk?

Hey, I couldn't reach you. I guess we're both thinking the same thing.

If my dad is really behind this, Ruby…

Then I'll make it right again. Okay?

I'm working on Alice, too.

I saved them for you from the bakery.

Thank you.

-Mom? -Hmm?

Thank you.

Trusting our inner compass,

learning that not every journey goes in a straight line,

twists and turns leading to the same destination,

that's one of the biggest challenges.

And even if there are moments in which we feel completely lost,

it is enough to know that we are not alone.

That there is someone who holds us

for as long as it takes until we feel the ground beneath our feet again.

Kieran, do this. Look.

-Wow! -Damn!

Thank you for coming to the enchanted forest, my friends.

-Who's got the love potion then? -Puck.

That man knows how to do it.

You show up like that to the game tomorrow,

Eastview will always get it off.

We should do it.

Hey, we'll blow them away.

Yeah, relax, my Captain.

You might wanna…

-Fasten on. -Yeah, fasten on.

-So where are the drinks? -Let's go.

Hi, Puck? Hey, Puck!

Really nice, thank you.

Hey. Avoiding me, are you?

I'm really busy, that's all.

Ruby?

Speak to me.

Is it to do with my father?

I love the way the light falls.

Hey! How is Miss Bell Couture from Gormsey?

Without love potions, do you think I can get Lydia to have a photo with me?

Sure. No risk, no fun?

Who could resist those floppy ears?

That looks really great.

-Beautiful light. -That's kind, thanks.

Would you like a copy?

Oh, yeah, please.

Well, Nick Bottom? You look good as an ass.

Thanks to your help.

The ears are a huge hit.

Sure, thanks for the offer. See you later.

Lydia, also, even though a lowly donkey is not worthy of you,

would you have a photo on the swing with me?

-Hmm? -Oh, sure, yeah.

Wow, that camera is something else.

So cool that you managed to find it.

I don't know if I'm strong enough, James.

I'm going to find out if my dad

has anything to do with this scholarship situation.

I called Alice's office and we have a meeting booked.

I'll get everything sorted again, Ruby.

And then?

Is this it for our future?

For the rest of our lives we'll have to struggle against your father?

He's sure as hell an asshole.

But we mustn't allow him or anything else to separate us.

Okay?

This will only take a second.

So you two, then.

Can you get a little closer together?

That's more like it.

Super!

Ah, I've got to change the film.

This is good.

I think so too.

Cyril!

-Sorry, I thought... -You can't just do whatever!

-It's really not that easy. -All good, mate, all good.

-Yeah, I get it. -Cyril!

Cyril.

You know, I thought you...

I thought you liked me.

I do like you.

We're friends, yeah?

Friends.

Wow, okay.

I just need to take it all in, that's all.

I see.

You know, the James from before, he'd be out of here already.

Or thinking of what to promise to keep you.

And the James that's here?

He believes in us.

Whatever happens.

And that means leaving the decision up to you whether you stay or not.

I just hope you can hear what your heart says

and not your head.

Adorable.

I didn't know that curtains are a costume nowadays.

Charming as I remember, Elaine.

Your mother would be incredibly ashamed

if she had any idea of what you were getting up to in public.

I'd say what's saddest of all, Elaine,

is even with your natural beauty,

all too often your ugly self manages to shine.

Don't ever come near us again.

Cyril!

Wait, will you?

I can't go that fast in this dress.

Lydia, wait, will you?

Lydia, please.

Tell me why you're constantly running away from me?

I can't do this, Graham.

I can't even stand to see you.

But that's exactly what I want the most.

Ever since we met you've wanted a career.

And everything's happening for you.

You have no idea.

Without you I can't see sense.

Do you know how terrible it is to have not looked after you, even?

Not to even know how you are?

A great deal has happened.

I've seen.

I'm pregnant.

What?

Are you…

Are you serious?

-Cyril, what are you doing here? -Shh, shh! Elaine, silence.

-Look over there. -Oh, my God.

-Better get a photo. -Huh?

Come on, a photo.

Send it to me.

-Hello, sir. -Hi there.

Whether Shakespeare or Einstein, in literature, science or philosophy,

many clever heads have poured over what it is

that distinguishes reality from illusion.

Perhaps it's less than we think.