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Eight...

I won't keep you all night.

You have little enough time of your own.

That's right. Eight... Eight hours of work.

Eight hours of rest, and eight hours...

- For what you will! - For what you will!

Now, they'll be ready, with their patrols and their guns.

We'll bring weapons of our own!

- No scabs will take our jobs! - No!

Strike...

- With the Wintertons joining us... - And bringing a host of friends.

I feel more confident than ever

that our new Metropolitan Opera will be a great success.

This is good news.

May I ask who are the friends you propose

to bring over to our side?

The people you want, but couldn't get.

The Wilsons, the Marshalls, the Webbs, and many others.

- My... - Mr. Winterton can be

very persuasive.

But there is one slight issue.

Oh, why am I not surprised?

The Wintertons have done us such a great service in this...

- Yes. - And they want the central box

in the First Tier.

You mean my box?

Where else should we sit

when we've encouraged our friends to leave the Academy?

They'll expect us to be in the central box.

We all want the Metropolitan to be a success.

Surely, we can agree on that?

And now it will be. Thanks to us.

This should take you through the week.

Just sign here.

Sir.

Mr. Church? He was drunk?

I wonder if Mr. Russell knows

that his butler goes out and gets drunk.

- It's not our concern. - I don't agree.

And I do not believe that I can let it rest there.

Is it that stupid letter again? He said he was sorry.

He can say what he likes. He still wrote it.

So, this is a chance for revenge?

Is it revenge I seek?

Or is it justice?

That is the question.

Mr. Van Rhijn, thank you for coming. I have your check right here.

Your note surprised me.

I... I'm not sure I understand.

I have already told you that the principals want to proceed

with as few investors in the partnership as possible.

I was able to get you in

but they are now insisting that we reduce our numbers

and so they are paying a premium

to buy out all of the smaller stakeholders.

I think you'll find you've made a good return in a short time.

An astonishing return.

I'm pleased if you're pleased.

But suppose I don't want to accept the check?

How much would I have to invest to be a principal

and not a small stakeholder?

I don't know, Mr. Van Rhijn. A great deal of money.

My advice would be to cash that check and enjoy the profits you have made.

But if I don't cash it and I come back in two days with...

- a great deal of money? - Mr. Van Rhijn.

May I ask. Is...

Is Ms. Beaton aware of any of this?

No.

She would only try to dissuade me, but please don't worry about that.

I will tell her in good time for us to celebrate together.

- Is it dinner? - Not quite, ma'am.

I should have brought these up earlier, but I forgot.

It's the afternoon post. It came when you were out.

- I am sorry. - Never mind.

- Who was that from? - Your Aunt Ada.

No doubt bleating on about her untold happiness.

If only it were untold.

I think she is happy.

Oh, this is from Dashiell.

He's giving a party to support the Botanical Gardens.

- That's good of him. - His family have been patrons

for years, but more to the point, he wants you to be one of the guests.

- Then why didn't he write to me? - Well, I'm also invited.

But clearly, he is quite taken with you.

I know you think Dashiell very suitable.

You must give me some credit, Marian.

I do not think he is suitable because he is well born and rich.

But in addition to those useful qualities

he is also intelligent.

And very nice.

He's even handsome.

What more could a girl ask for?

I only mean that you should consider it.

- Aunt Ada said something similar. - Really?

As a rule, realism is not her strong suit.

When is Dashiell's party?

The afternoon of the 21st.

What's the matter?

That's the afternoon I said I would teach Jane Addams' class.

Oh, you cannot be serious.

You would miss it to teach a bunch of indigents?

How will painting help them anyway?

What are they to learn next?

Gilding? Lace-making? How to dive for pearls?

I'm teaching them to read and write.

But why not teach them the following day?

They'll still be poor and needy on the 22nd, I promise you.

What does Aunt Ada say?

What does she always say?

She's wonderful. He's wonderful. Even the Niagara Falls are wonderful.

She seems rather limited in her choice of adjectives.

Let her enjoy herself.

And when they come back to New York, please be kind to them.

For all our sakes.

It is hard to be kind

when he has taken advantage of her innocence.

I think good will come from it.

Good came from the American Revolution

but it was difficult to live through all the same.

I can't even imagine the danger you were in.

They might've killed you.

I believe that was their intention.

How was Mr. Fortune through it all?

Brave.

Braver than I was.

He stood up to them

but that was what got us into trouble.

It's quite a story, trembling all night in a barn

listening to a ravening mob hurtling by.

I imagine it brought you closer.

- He kissed me. - What? When?

In the barn.

We were frightened for our lives and hiding, huddled together.

- But he's married. - I know!

Of course, you do. I'm sorry.

It was wrong and foolish.

But the truth is, he's a friend now.

I can talk to him about anything.

Even my son.

He understands and he challenges me.

He champions my work.

You mean you're in love with him.

- I'm sorry? - That's what it sounds like

and I don't want you to be hurt.

Well, it's too late for that.

The only thing we both know for certain

is that I'm going to get hurt.

6.00, on the dot. I really think I've cracked it.

Oh, I knew you would if you didn't give up.

- Yes. Well done, Jack. - It's a real achievement.

I'm so pleased for you.

Might I ask for the stairs to be brushed

and the rug put straight?

I nearly tripped coming down.

Never mind that now. What will you do next, Jack?

What do you think he should do, Mr. Bannister?

Well, if you're serious, and the clock really does work...

It does, Mr. Bannister.

And you've invented a new element that makes it work...

A lot was just servicing it

but I have made a new kind of escape wheel.

You can't buy one like it.

Oh, well, you're talking double Dutch.

But I'd say you should apply for a patent

- to protect your invention. - Could I do that?

You'd have to write to Washington

or go to a government office here in New York.

They'll have to check that no one else

- has invented the same thing. - That's it.

Then they'll tell you if your application's

- been successful. - But how much would it cost?

I know about this

because I had a friend who tried for a patent and failed.

The charge is $15 when you apply, and 20 more if they grant it.

Well, I'll have to wait and save it up.

You can't wait. Someone else may beat you to it.

I've got $2. You take it.

- Oh, no, I couldn't. - You can have four from me.

- And I've got four. - I could give you one.

- Ms. Marian will want to add some. - Yes!

- You'll have what you need. - You'll get nothing from me.

I work too hard to waste it on moonshine.

You can go on Thursday. I'll tell Mrs. Van Rhijn.

What if you pay the money, and they refuse the patent?

Do you get the money back?

- I don't know. - You let us worry about that.

Thank you.

Thanks to all of yous.

I'll never forget this. Never.

Go, and make us proud.

Did anyone lay a hand on you?

No, because they didn't find us.

I wish you would've talked to me about the South before you left.

Mother tried to warn me.

I'm not sure I fully believed her then, but I do now.

I'm just grateful that God protected you.

I wanted you to hear it from me

because the article about our trip is coming out in The Globe.

I thought you were there to just write about the school?

We've covered that.

But we had to set down what we had seen as well.

I don't want you doing any more stories

that put you in harm's way.

How could I know it would happen?

I would have. It's typical for Alabama.

A woman should not have a job that could get her killed.

So you'd rather I just sat in your pharmacy

and did nothing with my skills to help better the world in some way?

- That's not what I'm saying. - We just want you to be safe.

Well, you can't always keep your children safe.

You know that.

I only wanted to alert you about the article, not start a war.

I'm glad you're telling their stories.

Education and training is the way forward for our people.

And they're doing their level-best to stop us.

Even here in New York. You should write about that.

- About what? - The Education Board

is trying to close down the colored schools

including Mrs. Sarah Garnet's.

- Where you play piano? - Yes, and more importantly

where Sarah is principal.

If they prevail, the students won't go to school

while Sarah and the other teachers have no work.

Well, that's shameful.

What reason do they give for the closure?

As if they need one.

But they say the colored teachers are inferior.

The lies they tell themselves. They have to be stopped.

Well, if you'd like to help

I was about to leave for a meeting at Sarah's shop.

- I'll come with you. - All right, I'll get my things.

When will you be coming home?

I don't know.

My dear.

I know it's silly

but I feel rather nervous.

No need.

You're an independent married woman, fully the equal of Mrs. Van Rhijn.

Of course.

But I'm not sure Agnes would quite see that.

The Niagara Falls were really wonderful

so much more impressive than in the photographs.

Yes, so you said in your letters.

And we've settled into the rectory, and Pumpkin seems quite happy there.

Settled?

When did you get home?

Monday evening.

But I wanted to unpack and get things back to normal

- before we came to visit. - I see.

- May I fetch you some more coffee? - Oh, yes, thank you.

Is something wrong?

Alas, I suffer from a bad back. Like too many of my parishioners.

I'm afraid I made it worse.

Luke carried me across the threshold.

By night, I hope.

It's not exactly an image for public consumption.

- I do want you to go see the doctor. - But there's nothing to be done.

Oh, there must be something. Do, sit down.

I'll ring for John.

And I'll ask him to call on Dr. Lewis to come and see you.

I suppose Marian is teaching, or else she'd be here with us?

This teaching nonsense has taken over her life.

- It's not nonsense, Agnes. - She has promised some do-gooder

that she would teach some class of beggars

to read and write on the evening of Cousin Dashiell's party.

For which, she deserves our praise.

Oh, she cannot miss Dashiell's party for them.

What does she think, that their social diaries

will prevent them from changing the date?

She takes her commitment to the poor seriously.

- Jesus teaches... - Even Jesus would understand

that she cannot turn down a potential suitor

for a bunch of hobbledehoys.

I'm not sure He would.

You were kind to bring her home.

I meant for you to put her in a cab.

I like to walk.

Is the carriage mended yet?

It will be tomorrow.

- Is that your wife? - Yes, that's Harriet.

It's so nice to have it there as a reminder.

Well, I don't need reminding.

Will they have our portraits at the Botanical Gardens, too?

No, that will just be a plaque with our names

and the names of my parents, too.

How nice.

Our family sponsored the new solarium.

- I'm so sorry to have to miss it. - What?

Don't say that. Why?

I'm taking an evening class to teach the basic skills needed to find work.

Reading, writing, you know, this sort of thing.

- This is for poor people? - Yes, and that's the date.

Couldn't you change it?

Please.

It won't be the same without you there.

I'm afraid I can't be.

The school asked me to take the lesson and I said yes.

But you don't have to do what they tell you.

It's not as if you're a real teacher.

I wish you would reconsider.

I don't think the poor people would mind.

In short, we must work together.

Please join us in showing your support

by signing the petition to stop the Board.

- Yes. - Thank you.

Look who I brought.

- Aren't you a sight for sore eyes? - It's so nice to see you again.

But I'm sorry it's under these circumstances.

I am as well.

If we stay determined, they won't win.

It's an uphill battle.

Some of the teachers are already looking for new jobs.

I have the seamstress shop, but that won't be enough

to make a living if the schools close.

Organizing this meeting is a good first step.

But it's not enough.

You know, Peggy has an important piece

coming out in The Globe about Booker T. Washington's school

- in Tuskegee. - Mother.

I was just thinking this could be your next article.

First, you wrote about education in the South

but we face our own challenges here in the North.

That's exactly what we need.

Public exposure.

Some folks don't even know this is happening.

We need parents and colored businesses

and the press to fight this together.

What do you say?

It does sound like something my editor would be interested in.

- Oh, yes. - But...

I have to speak with him first.

Whatever you can do, Peggy, we'd be most appreciative.

Well, I think the editor is going to be interested.

I think so.

So could you move the Mansfields to the tenth, please.

And send a thank you letter

- to the governor. - Of course.

You cannot know how happy I am to have you back, Ms. Scott.

John.

What is this business

Bannister has been telling me, about a clock?

John's invented a type of alarm clock.

He's applying for a patent.

How exciting!

We all rely on alarm clocks and most of them don't work.

- I rely on Armstrong. - Who always sets an alarm.

We've all chipped in downstairs for John to pay the patent fee.

Well, then we must contribute.

I think I got enough money.

No one has enough money.

Here are $5.

And I'll give you three.

But Ms. Armstrong asked would I pay back the money

if they don't give me the patent, and I'm not sure I could.

Never mind Armstrong.

I like the idea of supporting an inventor.

And now we must go up and change.

People can surprise you, can't they?

They believe in you. And so do I.

Why did you come to New York?

There was more possibilities over here.

Are you proficient in hairstyling?

I did my own today.

Women have their hair done for the gentlemen.

Don't you agree, Mr. Church?

And Mrs. Wagner would give you a reference?

Not Mrs. Wagner, no. She's dead.

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

And I was sick of London.

Wouldn't you say so, Mr. Church?

I think we've heard enough.

We'll let you know.

You have my address.

I hope you'll be the one to write to me.

Can you find your way out?

If I have to.

- No. - No.

Might I make a suggestion?

I could come for a trial of a week or a month

with no obligation on either side.

Then Mrs. Russell would have time to make up her mind.

Very sensible.

Then I think that is everything.

I will bid you good day.

- Oh, I would say our search is done. - Most definitely.

Pinkerton's men say the workers' resolve

is stronger than ever and they'll fight if it comes to it.

- Mr. Russell. - I'll be with you in a moment.

Could you give Mr. Gilbert some coffee?

- Go on. - We barricaded the mills

and the river, the governor will send the National Guard

and the scab labor's ready to take over.

Will we have trouble getting them inside?

No, we'll have troops here

and here to escort them through the gates.

So you think you can get the scabs into the mills?

- I can guarantee. - No, there are no guarantees in war.

And that's what this is.

As you yourself have said.

And now, Mr. Gilbert, you've been very patient.

Of course, sir.

It's some time since I've been in a railroad car as fine as this.

As you can see, I'm rather busy.

And I'm on my way to Pittsburgh

so perhaps I should cut straight to my reasons

- for asking you here. - Good.

Mrs. Russell tells me that Mr. and Mrs. Joshua Winterton

have abandoned the Academy and come to you?

They have. I don't really know why, but it is quite a coup for us.

Just so.

And I gather Mrs. Winterton has requested the very box

that was ear-marked for my wife?

Mrs. Russell has very graciously agreed to step aside.

Now that is what cannot happen.

- I'm sorry, is the train moving? - On the opening night

Mrs. Russell will preside from the central box

- in the First Tier. - But I've already said...

A memory test for you.

Some time ago, work stopped on the opera house

because you ran out of money.

When and why did it start again?

Because you signed a check. But Mrs. Russell was not to be told.

And now, you have a similar conundrum.

Mrs. Russell will have her box back

but neither she nor Mrs. Winterton needs to be aware of this

before the opening night.

But the Wintertons are difficult. What if I can't arrange it?

Then I will demand the debt is repaid

at once and in full.

- The whole debt? - For which you yourself have signed.

Now, I'm afraid I must get back to my work.

Good day, Mr. Gilbert.

But the train's left the station.

You can ride with us to Middleton and get off there.

Take a seat.

Oh, I saw the doctor for my back.

- He gave me some lineament. - Good.

He's looking into one or two things

but he seems to think I'm in reasonably good shape.

Will there be anything else?

Oh, I don't think so, no.

Unless you want some cheese?

No, thank you.

What do you mean he's looking into some things?

There's nothing to worry about.

What is that?

- That is our very own music box. - What?

It sounds so loud.

It must be a very grand one.

A parishioner gave it to us as a wedding present.

I asked Sally to turn it on.

It's playing the Blue Danube.

Come dance with me.

You make me feel as if I were 16 again.

Is that good?

It feels good to me.

Hello.

Where are you coming from?

I stood in line all afternoon at a government office

to try to get a patent for my invention.

I'm sorry I haven't been around lately.

I thought you'd gone off me.

I've spent all my spare time working on my clock.

Were you successful with the patent?

I don't know yet.

We've had a business here.

The other night

Mr. Church went out and came home drunk.

Apparently, it was the 30th anniversary

of his wife's death.

She died of smallpox, on her 24th birthday.

- That's very sad. - I know.

- I may not be here much longer. - Why not?

They're interviewing for a new lady's maid.

Have they given you any notice?

Not yet. I'm supposed to look after Ms. Gladys again.

But haven't you always been her maid too?

It's a demotion, whatever you say.

All right. I'd better go in.

If you do leave

will you tell me?

- Good luck with the patent. - Right away, sir.

You're back. Good. I thought I might have to serve dinner alone.

Tell us all about it.

Well, there's nothing to tell.

I stood in line. Filled in the forms.

Paid the fee. Now I just have to wait.

I saw Ms. Weber in the street.

She told me that Mr. Church went out the other night

and came back drunk.

Mr. Church, the butler?

I find that hard to believe.

It was the 30th anniversary of his wife's death.

Oh, that's awful.

That must've been the smallpox outbreak of '53.

It was. She was 24.

Mr. Bannister, might I have a word?

Well done, Jack.

I hope you'll let it go now.

Mr. Church has been through enough.

I would, but I've already written it.

I delivered it last night.

Well, you must do something.

I'm so proud of you, Jack.

- Did you get my message? - I did.

You're very persistent, Mr. Van Rhijn.

I have the money.

I might as well tell you that...

I'm not comfortable about this.

I'm not comfortable at all.

Why not?

Miss Beaton may appear to be witty and sophisticated

but the truth is, she's an innocent.

She has always been protected...

By her father, Mr. Gould.

Never mind that.

It's enough to say

she does not deserve to be used.

But I'm not using her.

I swear to you that she'll enjoy the benefits of this transaction

as much as I will.

I mean to make her happy, Mr. Crowther.

Truly, I do.

So be it.

You didn't have to wait in the street.

I wanted some air, and it's a lovely afternoon.

Yes, Dashiell's been lucky.

I'm looking forward to it.

Miss Beaton.

We're going to Mr. Montgomery's party.

Mother? Are you listening?

Is that from Father? How's he getting on?

It's from the Duke of Buckingham.

What does he want?

He confirms that he's coming to New York City

for the opera opening night.

And that's good, is it?

Don't be such a child. Of course it's good.

It's wonderful!

I will have an English duke as the guest of honor

in my box on the opening night

and I very much doubt Mrs. Astor can say the same.

In fact, I'm going to send a note to Mr. McAllister

to tempt him to join our party and abandon hers.

I don't understand.

Are you and Mrs. Astor friends or rivals?

The two are not exclusive.

I don't really understand why you asked to see me, Dr. Sanders.

Dr. Murphy gave me a salve that seems to be working.

I'm afraid Dr. Murphy's analysis

suggested other possibilities.

He asked my advice

because I have more experience with this condition.

What? Bad backs?

Try to remember that reading is a key

and it will unlock your life, if only you'll let it.

Miss Frost, may I help?

Aren't you going to the party

being given by Frances Montgomery's father?

I'm sure she said you'd been invited.

- Oh, that doesn't matter. - Nonsense.

You can't miss it. I heard it's going to be splendid.

I'll take over here.

- I don't know. - Go.

We'll see you next week.

All right, who's next?

How splendid this is.

Marian will be furious with herself when she hears what she's missed.

That's good of you.

Oh, no.

Larry!

- Hello, Mr. Russell. - Hello.

Miss Russell.

He seems keen. Who is he?

Anthony Grace.

- Another suitor? - You joke.

He's been stalking me at every ball I go to.

Well, you are a debutante. You're an heiress.

What did you expect?

I didn't quite understand it would be open season.

Nonsense.

They're the hunters and you're the prey.

Just fend them off until you find the right one.

It's exhausting.

At least you won't have to worry about Oscar van Rhijn anymore.

I'm happy for Mr. Van Rhijn and Ms. Beaton.

I've met her. She's nice.

You're in a very sunny mood.

I feel sunny.

Things are going well.

Or is it a risk to say that?

Even if it is, you're not afraid of taking a risk, are you?

Certainly not.

Really, Mr. Van Rhijn

isn't this the moment when I slap you and walk off in a huff?

Not in our version of the story.

Oh, there you are.

You've found me.

Hasn't Dashiell done things well?

It's lovely.

Are you fond of flowers, Aunt Agnes?

Very fond. As long as someone else has grown them.

Oh, look!

I hope it's all right that I came.

It's more than all right.

We're very pleased to see you, my dear.

Aren't we, Dashiell?

I can certainly say I am.

He's in here, sir.

Mr. Bannister.

What can I do for you?

I hope that you will forgive this intrusion.

But I wonder, has Mr. Russell read his mail today?

- Mr. Russell is in Pittsburgh. - Why do you ask?

A letter was delivered by hand last night

and I am anxious to get it back.

I don't think I can allow that.

I see that I must ask it as a favor.

But first, might I explain?

Very well.

As you may have guessed, I wrote the letter myself

and now I regret it.

Why did you write it?

To complain

about the behavior of Mrs. Russell in the opera war.

It's been upsetting Mrs. Van Rhijn

and I asked Mr. Russell to exercise control over his wife.

How on earth did you think you could write such a thing to Mr. Russell?

If he sees it, you'll lose your job

and this time, it won't be my fault.

I can't explain it.

I must have been mad.

Of course, you'll think I deserve whatever happens

and I don't blame you.

These are the Master's letters.

Normally, they're collected in the morning

but his secretary, Mr. Clay, is with him in Pittsburgh.

That's it. Thank you. I must confess, it's quite a relief.

I'm tempted to ask if I could read it given everything you've said.

If you'll forgive me, I prefer to spare my blushes.

Good day, Mr. Church.

I think Oscar is going to surprise us all

and I couldn't be happier.

Do you mean what I think you mean?

My lips are sealed. It must come from him.

Oh, there you are! Father sent me to find you.

It's about to begin.

- Can you manage? - Yes. I'm fine.

This is quite a to do for the unveiling of a plaque.

There's Ms. Brook.

Oh, what is this?

I moved back to New York

to see Frances settled in my old hometown.

But to my surprise

fate had plans for me, too.

I never thought I'd find someone else to love

to stand by my side

to care for my daughter

as if she were her own.

We are here to celebrate

what my family has done for the Botanical Gardens.

But my family is not yet complete.

I realized that soon after I met Ms. Brook.

Many of you here are friends of Ms. Brook

and may have been puzzled by my invitation.

The truth is, I have invited you to witness this.

Marian Brook

will you marry me?

Bravo!

- She hasn't accepted him yet. - She will.

Is Aunt Agnes right?

Will you?

If you really want me to.

Dashiell, well done. Well done.

I have to go. I have to pack.

I'll see you when you get back.

I'd like to think so.

It's just hard to re-live.

I have a lead on another story.

My mother is a friend of Sarah Garnet

principal of one of the three colored schools.

Yeah, I know who she is.

Well, she says that the Board of Education

is trying to close all the schools, including hers.

I heard that was the plan but I never thought they'd go through with it.

They've been smearing the colored teachers

and saying that the schools are badly run.

- Can't we expose them? - We can.

And we will. But first, we must rally the community.

Mrs. Garnet said we needed you in this fight.

- She was right. - We can start on that tomorrow.

Is that wise?

- What do you mean? - Only that

we wrote the Tuskegee article together.

Maybe another journalist should cover this story...

You brought me the idea. Don't you want to write it?

I just wonder what it looks like if we write everything together.

It looks and it reads like good journalism.

First, we'll need to speak to the teachers.

I can start that.

But it's late.

Your family must be expecting you.

Well, I don't like leaving you alone.

Why? I can finish and close up.

Don't get out. You can wait for me here.

If you insist on doing this, then I'm coming with you.

No. I'll go in alone.

If I had the power, I'd forbid it.

But you don't have that power.

Please sit down.

Thank you.

I'm surprised you'd come here.

Why not? You came to my house.

And now...

I hope we can find a way out of this situation.

We cannot offer you the hospitality you showed my husband, Mr. Russell

but perhaps you'll have some coffee.

Thank you. You're very kind.

I know you're a proud man.

And I do not hold it against you.

I've come quite a distance, too.

And I'm proud of the company I've built.

Like you, I'll fight for it.

I am proud.

I'm proud of my work, and my family

and my job is to protect them.

We need the union to do right by our families.

But if it comes to violence

no one wins, and everyone suffers.

Well, your workers are already suffering.

They have no life.

They work 10, 12, 14 hours a day, six days a week

for which they are paid barely enough to put food on the table.

Your horses have better treatment by far.

We offered a raise to your tradesmen.

And they refused because we won't be divided. As you know.

I cannot pay a different basic rate for common labor

without disrupting steel production across the state

- across all of America. - And that's your last word?

My last word on pay.

On safety, even welfare, there may be more to talk about.

- But not on pay. - Then there is nothing more to say.

There is no point to this.

The union funds will soon run dry, and I will starve you out.

The men will do what they must to stop scabs from taking our jobs.

Some of them will get hurt, some may die.

Doesn't that trouble you?

The stakes are high for all of us.

I hope it doesn't come to violence.

But we're prepared if it does.

- That's good. - I'm leaving now, Mrs. Henderson.

But I want to thank you for my coffee.

This is Mr. Russell. He owns the mills.

I've started at the mill, myself, sir.

My shift begins in an hour.

I'm sure we're glad to have you.

I hope you find a way to settle things, sir

for all our sakes.

I'm afraid I have not been able to persuade your husband.

He only tries to do his best.

I would claim the same.

But I've held up your children's luncheon long enough.

Good day to you.

The strike affects the whole town.

My mills employ the whole town.

Exactly.

We don't have a choice. We have to work to survive.

Which is why you've made your son work in a place

where he's treated worse than a horse.

This fight is for all our sons to have something better.

I see. Well...

- thank you for your hospitality. - Yeah.

What will you do now?

What can I do? Bring them out on strike.

May God help us all.

They'll take them out today.

Or soon.

He has nothing to gain by giving us more time to prepare.

I'll cable the Governor and make sure of our new workforce.

His wife was there.

And his children.

I was surprised they were not at school.

Is there a school?

I neither know nor care.

One for you today.

Aren't you going to open it?

I will when I'm ready.

To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?

If only it were pleasant.

I'm afraid we have a serious problem, Mrs. Van Rhijn.

Please, do sit down.

What is the urgency?

Apparently, a couple of the old guard

have already been lured away from the Academy

to join the Wintertons at the Metropolitan.

I'm afraid others will soon follow.

That's not all.

The Duke of Buckingham has agreed

to be Mrs. Russell's guest of honor at the opening.

He will hear the opera from her box.

And the world will know it.

So what can we do?

- What can we do? - I don't know, Lina

but you'd better think of something.

You.

You know him.

You've dined with him.

Get him to ditch her, and come to the Academy instead.

What? How?

Find out what she's offered, and double it.

Treble it, if you must.

- But get him! - Lina!

You cannot buy a duke.

Just watch me.

I'll do my best, but if I fail...

You won't.

You can't.

Even if I succeed, it may not be enough.

I don't think I want to hear this.

Agnes, what else is there to be done?

We need a two-fold attack.

I will try to sway the Duke

but you try to find another trick up your sleeve

to deal with Mrs. Russell.

That is, if you want to win.

I'm glad you got it back

but please, don't ever write another.

I know, I won't write another.

That's all done with now.

Have you finished laying the luncheon?

Are you all right?

You've been in a funny mood all morning.

I got my letter from the patent office.

They said my work cannot be considered

since I don't belong to a horological institute or society.

Well, I'm glad someone with common sense finally joined the chorus.

What is "horororogical"?

Clock-makers.

So that's that then.

Now, not so fast, lad. Don't give up quite yet.

No, I knew it was too good to be true.

Sanity returns to 61st Street.

Can't he just join one of those hororororo-whatever it is, clubs?

I'm afraid he needs certificates and qualifications he hasn't got.

Is there any way around it?

- Marian? - I expected your summons.

I hope you think I've done the right thing.

You're talking about Dashiell?

You said yourself, he has all the gifts

a sensible woman could want.

Yes, but I didn't send for you.

- But Uncle Luke wrote... - I wrote that we needed you to come.

And we do.

I saw another doctor. He came here.

I have more than a bad back.

And I wanted Marian here with us when I told you.

Told me what?

First, I think we should all sit down.

Come, Ada, sit next to me.

Pay no mind to Ms. Armstrong.

What does she know anyway?

You're doing something none of us could ever imagine.

So keep at it.

- Promise? - I promise.

I guess.

Are they quite sure?

I'm afraid so.

He has cancer.

But how can that be? He was here the other day.

The only thing wrong with him was a bad back.

This one starts with a bad back.

And then it spreads.

He's seen two doctors.

I must look after Ada.

Marian, please ask Bannister to fetch me a cab

and have Armstrong come and get me ready to go out.

Poor Aunt Ada. She doesn't have much luck.

Come and lie down beside me.

We're going to get through this.

Who knows?

Maybe one day, you'll be sharing your miracle from the pulpit.

I'm here.

I'm here and you're not to worry.

Mr. Bannister.

Is everything all right?

I'm expecting Mrs. Van Rhijn at any moment.

We are to have an invalid in the house

and she's bringing him.

Sorry to hear that.

Mr. Church, a while ago, you asked me to forget

our little contretemps that time

when you got me into trouble with Mrs. Van Rhijn.

I remember, you didn't think it was within your power to forgive me.

I was wrong.

For me at least

it is all forgotten, entirely.

But where's Uncle Luke?

They wouldn't come. Nothing I said would persuade them.

And now I'm going up. I'm exhausted.

Bannister, would you tell Armstrong?

Of course, ma'am.

John, tell Mrs. Bauer I'll have a tray in my room.

- Yes, ma'am. - What's happening?

My aunt's husband has been taken ill

and we hoped we could nurse him here

but it seems not.

I am sorry.

Especially when you ought to be celebrating.

Why?

Because you're engaged.

Oh, yes.

This news has rather driven that out of my head.

Please let me be of help.

Thank you. I'll remember that.

What's he say?

The strikers are still blocking the gates against the scabs.

They won't let them in the mills, but he's confident

the guard can have them inside and working before too long.

- How long? - Within the hour.

And the strikers can go home and nurse their bruises.

- I must get down there. - That is exactly what you can't do.

I'm not staying here if they're using guns.

- Take me to the commanding officer. - Sir, it's not safe!

Do you think I'm going to sit in an office

while my mills go up in flames?

Take me there, now!

Eight...

Eight...

Eight...

On behalf of these men, I ask you to leave.

If you stay, there will be bloodshed.

I beg you, go!

Eight...

Eight...

What were those shots?

Please go back into the building, sir.

Go back, all of you. It's not safe for you to be here.

I am George Russell. These are my mills.

And I demand to know what's happening.

They were warning shots. No one was hurt.

One moment, sir.

Eight...

We're here to clear the way for the new workers.

To get the mills back into production.

We have no wish to shed blood, but we shall do so.

We will mow every one of you down, if we must.

You have one minute to clear the way.

Eight...

Eight...

- Eight... - Captain, ready the troops to fire.

Company, load!

Eight...

Son, come here...

Workmen!

Hold your ground!

Front, right. Kneel.

Ready.

Aim.

Henderson, get your men back! And take your son with you!

Why wait? They've had their warning. Give the order.

- Tell them to stand down. - What?

- Tell them. - Don't weaken now!

Tell them!

Captain, stand down the troops.

Company, recover!

Front, right. Stand.

Yeah!

What have you done?

How could I?

These men have families.

- Workmen! - Unite!

- Workmen... - Unite...

- Workmen... - Unite...

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