All language subtitles for Mr Selfridge.S04E02.720p

Hey!

Hey, wait!

I'm alive!

I'm alive!

Can you hear me?

I'm alive!

I'm alive!

I'm alive.

I'll raise you.

Your turn.

I'm out.

Grandpa!

Would you ask Mother
for some tea, Tatiana?

Thank you, darling.

Of course, Grandma.

It's so quiet here.

I never noticed before.

You never sat still
long enough to listen.

You will get better.

But it'll take some time.

You got another chance, Harry.

Make the most of it.

Mr. Selfridge?

London Herald.

How is your father?

On the mend, thank you.

It was a terrible fall.

When will he be back?

Well, the Selfridge business
is in safe hands.

I've been a managing director
for a few years now.

Well, of course,
you're son and heir.

So you're looking
after the store now?

It's all being taken care of.

Madame Rennard,
you have a budget.

You want six machinists,
quality materials,

two new sales staff

and a designer.

Who's very expensive.

He's French.

I wish Harry was here.

The Chief would say
this is a business.

We have to make a profit.

Right.

Well, I shall just
design it myself then.

My line.

My ideas.

We would save money.

But I'll need
the right team behind me.

I want carte blanche to hire
whoever I need.

Within the budget.

Oh, very well.

Gentlemen.

You're looking tired.

I'm exhausted.

You're doing two jobs.

Chief of staff
and deputy manager.

No one knows when
the Chief will be back.

Still, at least
Meryl's started working.

One less thing to worry about.

There's a customer

wants a dress fitting.

You need training first.

You've been saying that
all week.

Connie Hawkins!

Sarah Ellis!

It's Connie Howler now.

You and George?

What you doing here?

I've got an interview.

Head of the
sewing machine room.

Oh, well.

Good luck.

Morning.

Morning.

As you were, ladies,
do carry on.

What is she doing here?

I have no idea.

Gordon.

Pa.

Grace.

You're looking better.

Thank you for coming.

We haven't sat down as
a family for a long time.

Ah, Violette.

She flew in from Paris.

In her own plane.

Pa.

Gordon, congratulations.

"Young Gordon Selfridge

"is poised to take the reins
from his ailing father.

"Harry Selfridge was lucky
to survive the fall,

but his health is understood
to be fragile."

Someone could have told me.

Well... it's nonsense.

"Fresh blood may be
what's needed

"to invigorate the
Selfridge empire.

"Harry Selfridge is
a phenomenon,

but are his best days
behind him?"

I never said that.

What did you say?

Just... just that...

that it was all being
taken care of.

What's all this
about, then?

It's guesswork.

It's just what people
might be thinking.

That I'm past it?

No, that...

...some people
when they get older

take a step back.

It's a family business.

I'm your son...

I'm not taking
a step back!

The store needs me at the helm

and I will not be
pushed aside.

Harry, please.

Gordon thinks
the world of you.

He'd never do anything you
didn't want him to.

I'm going to talk to Wynnstay
about his press coverage.

I should call the store.

I'll do it.
No, I'll do it!

You're supposed to be resting.

Don't tell me what to do!

I can manage.

I was just trying to help.

Grace, come on, we're leaving.

Gordon, don't...

Gordon, please...

It's good to keep
family tradition going.

I've been here long enough.

Tomorrow I'm going back to
London to sort all this out.

Mr. Selfridge,
how are you?

Good.

What about your plans
to retire?

You've been running
Selfridges for 20 years.

Are you going to
stay head of the store?

I plan to go on and on and on.

Thank you.

Hello.

Harry!

Oh...!!

Oh sorry, sorry.

How are you?
Never better.

Now I've got lots of plans
for your fashion launch.

Yes.

The Dolly sisters.

They could model for you.

No, Harry, they're
much too wild.

No, they're beautiful.

The press love them.

I'll call them today.

No, we need English Rose;
She'd be perfect.

Trust me.

This will be...

Great.

Selfridges!

Next stop, Bond Street.

Hold tight, please!

Can I help you?

I've got an interview.

For the position of machinist.

Then you should have gone
to the staff entrance.

Back onto Oxford Street
and round the corner.

Thank you.

May I help you?

Oh... please.

Yellow suits a more
youthful complexion.

And the shape
is very modern.

You'll want something
with a lot more... support.

I beg your pardon!

I just meant...

you want to be comfortable.

At your age.

You're so rude!

Lord Wynnstay.

Ah, he lives!

Exactly...
I'm not retiring.

Not nearly.

I don't want to see
that story again.

Well, try not to fall off
anything else.

If you must, let me know
in advance.

I'll hold the front page.

Now, did you just come here
to tell me off?

You didn't say what you're going
to be doing

about that Serge story.

No, I didn't.

I'd say
it's not worth it.

I want five full-page ads
in all your papers.

We're advertising

a major new launch.

I'd say that's worth more

than a bit of gossip.

What are you up to?

Wait and see.

You won't be able
to write me off again.

Next?

Take a seat.

Matilda Brockless.

Currently employed
at Furleys,

in Commercial Road.

They're a ladies' tailors.

I take in work, too.

Machine and hand sewing.

What did you do before that?

You've only been there
two years.

I worked at Corleys.

Also as a machinist.

References?

I thought I only needed
current employer.

Character references.

Can you get them?

All right.

Thank you.

Did you make
that dress yourself?

Yes.

Where did you find
the pattern?

I didn't.

I saw the dress
in a magazine.

Ah... was it Chanel?

Yes.

I had to make
the skirt longer.

Change the neckline,
and longer sleeves...

Mmm, yes, it's very good.

I think Miss Brockless
has got it.

Can you start next week, yes?

Our sincere apologies.

It won't happen again.

I hope not.

Thank you... Come on.

The dress wouldn't have
suited her.

She said you called her
old and fat.

You said you were
going to train me.

Not in common sense!

Go down to the stock room.

You're just going to have
to stay off the shop floor

until I've got time for you.

Mr. Lyons, I know design is
not my area of expertise.

But whereas customers used
to enjoy a free passage

from Beauty to Stationery...

Oh!

Mmm.

I'm pretty sure they'll
just walk round it.

I don't see the point.

It's... it's in the way.

If they have to stop,

they have to look,
and if they have to look,

they might see something
they like.

That's a great idea.

I'm going to use that.

We'll speak later,
Mr. Lyons.

But...

Mrs. Edwards has a routine
meeting scheduled.

I'm sorry, can we...
can we do this another time?

Miss Plunkett, I need
to set up a meeting tonight

for a new department,

something I've
been working on.

New department?

On the ground floor,
next to Cosmetics.

Mrs. Edwards.

Mrs. Edwards,
what wonderful news!

Your sister's baby.

I wonder what it'll be.

And your parents...
their first grandchild,

Connie says.

They've had quite a wait.

My dear,

it's always a little painful

when we have none of our own.

Actually,
I don't want children.

Never have.

Oh, but you've been
married a while.

I assumed you...

We're very happy
as we are.

Mr. Edwards has his work,
and I run the most successful

department
in Selfridges.

Yes, but to have children

is to be fulfilled...

as a woman.

You haven't got any.

I'm not married.

Well, then don't talk
about things

that you don't understand.

The technology
department will start here.

Center stage,
on the ground floor.

Yes, we can pull them in
with a big display,

mixing the familiar
with the new.

What will
it sell?

Radios, telephones...

They sell very well
where they are.

So they could help

to sell other things.

Like experimental products.

Things we'll being using in
everyday life in the future.

Like the televisor.

If they aren't being made

in the next few years,
I will eat my hat.

Ha.

So, they're not
being made now?

We will take orders.

May I say,

there are some very exciting
domestic products...

Electric washing machines,
vacuum cleaners...

"Tomorrow's house."

You're a genius,
Miss Plunkett.

What about
the Tea Emporium?

People like tea.

We must look
to the future.

If we don't,
someone else will.

All right, love?

Mind your toes,
sweetheart.

Mr. Lyons.

It's like a building site
in here.

Can't they work nights?

Chief wants it
done pronto.

It's exciting,
isn't it?

These dresses are designed
to be simple and elegant,

and most importantly,

they must fit.

It's all in the cutting.

Each of these sections
must be copied exactly.

And in three different sizes.

Three.

You see,
there's my problem.

Three just seems so few.

Women come in
so many different shapes.

Any thoughts
on that?

Miss Brockless?

If we cut these panels
on the bias...

here...

...and here,

well, the fabric will fall
much more softly.

More flattering.

More forgiving shape.

We could get more sizes.

It would take longer.

Would it work?

Then that's what we'll do.

Well done, Miss Brockless.

Right, my ladies,

back to work
and this time with gusto.

Right, girls, let's
get these panels made.

Well done.

Do you think
the Chief's all right?

We'll be selling things
that don't exist.

Excuse me, sir.

I could have done
with a quiet few weeks.

You're entitled
to time off.

Even with the store
like an ant's nest.

Thank you.

Come in.

Full-page adverts

in four papers.

That's how you get
people's attention.

The new department will
blaze a trail, Mr. Grove.

Yes.

Look, I know there's
never a good time

to ask such a thing.

Could l...?

Chief?

Are you all right?

Yeah, just
a little lightheaded.

You've only just recovered.

I'm pacing myself,
I'm sorry.

What... what were
you asking?

It can wait.

Excellent advertisements.

Ma.

You shouldn't be up this late.

Neither should you.

I've been at the store.

I thought your fall
would be a warning.

To take things a little easier.

And spend more time
with your family.

Have you seen Gordon yet?

I still can't believe
he talked to the papers.

Gordon never said
those things.

How come we can all see it,
but you can't?

I think that article
hit a nerve in you.

But whatever it is
you're scared of,

it has nothing to do
with Gordon.

He's loyal, and respectful,
and you owe him an apology.

I'll talk to him
when things are a little calmer.

Make sure you do, son.

One day there will come
a time for you to leave.

And when that happens,
you're really going to need him.

Welcome, welcome.

We have a very special array
of events for you today.

We bring you the very latest
in fashion

with the help of the
world-famous Dolly sisters.

And introducing
a brand new department:

Technology.

Everything you could want
for the house of the future.

And if you turn on
your wireless sets,

at 3:00 p.m. we have a real
Selfridges treat for you.

In classic
Selfridges style

we bring you a live broadcast

from the Palm Court
with a very special guest.

You look wonderful.

Oh, well,
that's the whole idea.

Hello.
Hello.

Everyone is very excited
about the Dolly sisters.

Actually, where are they?

That is a very good
question.

They should have been here...
oh, half an hour ago.

Madame Rennard?

Thank you.

Who are they from?

Harry.

Don't look at me.

"The beautiful Mae.

"Good luck with the launch.

"Hope to see you at my own
launch at the Queensway Theatre.

Jimmy Dillon."

Yes, well,
never mind Jimmy.

If those Dollies aren't here
soon, we're in trouble, Harry.

They'll be here.

Come meet the press.

It's a bit early
in the day for you two.

Oh, don't worry,
we've been up all night.

Jenny, Rosie, how long
will you be staying in London?

As long as
you'll have us.

What are you going
to be up to?

Now that would
be telling.

Are you pleased
to be modeling

for Madame Rennard's
new line'?

We'd do anything
for Harry Selfridge.

Anything at all.

Harry!

Oh, Jenny, Rosie.

Hi, Harry.

Miss Plunkett, these are
the famous Dolly sisters.

Ladies,
my personal secretary.

Hey-

We brought champagne.

It's a bit early

for me, ladies.

Ah, Mr. Crabbe, please
escort these ladies

to the fashion show?

I have to take a phone call
with your friend Jimmy Dillon.

I'll be five minutes.
Of course.

Fashion.

Do you want a drink?

No, thank you.

I must say, ladies...

Oh, come on!

You can have one.

Fashion, please.

You shouldn't have said
we'd been up all night.

Why not?

We were.

It looks unprofessional.

It could have been worse.

I could have told them
I'd gone to bed.

And who with.

Oh...

Here, maybe it's better
if you do it.

What a darling!

Thank you.

Up the stairs.

Goodbye, handsome.

Mr. Crabbe!

Thank you, ladies.

Thank you very much.

And now,

please welcome onto stage
the wondrous Dolly sisters.

Wearing Debori
cocktail dresses

in Apple Green
and Aztec Gold.

These are two of my favorite
pieces from the collection.

Beautifully cut garments
arranged and designed

in a variety of colors.

The fastening is very cleverly
concealed in the seam.

So very easy to put on
and take off.

Well, thank you very much
for being with us.

How easy is it
to take off these clothes?

Shall we see?

Come on.

We are so lucky to have
the Dolly sisters

here with us today.

Such... lively girls.

Today's busy modern woman
doesn't have time

for bespoke tailoring.

She wants beautiful clothes

that can be admired,
tried on

and purchased

in her lunch hour.

Ready?

Please don't go away.

We have another stage star
performing here shortly

in a special radio broadcast.

Stay with us.

Bravo.

Let's hope they can
keep their clothes on.

She only got the job because
it's Mr. Grave's daughter.

Well, she's down
in the stock room now.

There's girls that'd kill
for that job.

It should go to someone
who deserves it.

Mind you, there's a lot
of that around here.

Looks like it's going well.

You get this lot done,
I'll take you all out for tea

at the Lyons' corner house.
Brilliant!

Joyce, race you!

Come on, then, you got
to go faster than that.

Broadcasting, we're ready.

This is London LW calling.

London LW.

It is my pleasure
this afternoon to introduce

Mr. Harry Selfridge.

Good afternoon
and welcome to our broadcast

live from Selfridges,
in London's Oxford Street.

To celebrate
the crossing of new frontiers...

Grandpa!

...with the launch of our
technology department,

I'm delighted to bring you
a performance

by a star of the future,

all the way from America,
Miss Alberta Hunter.

♪ Mmm... ♪

♪ Up on Lennox Avenue ♪

♪ It is calm
the whole day through ♪

♪ But Harlem's
really jumpin' after dusk ♪

Yeah... ♪

♪ Midtown's
for the workin' day A'

♪ >I' It won't blow
your blues away a'

♪ But Harlem's really jumpin'
after dusk a'

♪ Duke is
at the Cotton Club... ♪

Tilly!

We're out of beads.

♪ ...and Pat's at the Savoy I

♪ Lindy hoppers hit the track A'

♪ And dance 'til dawn, oh boy ♪

♪ Hungry now at 4:00 a.m. ♪

♪ Breakfast at the Radium ♪

"♪ Harlem's really jumpin'
after dusk. J"

Play it for me now, boys.

Excuse me.

Beads?

See you got
the job, then?

I'm normally in Fashion,

but I'm just helping
down here for a bit.

Are you
Mr. Grave's daughter?

He was at my interview.

He must have liked you.

I think Madame Rennard liked me.

Lucky you.

I love her dresses.

I'd better get back.

Miss Alice will be
waiting for these.

Thank you, Miss Grove.

You've been very kind.

Meryl.

Tilly.

♪ Hungry now at 4:00 a.m. ♪

♪ Breakfast at the Radium ♪

♪ But Harlem's really jumpin'
after dusk. ♪

Now you can find me
if you're ever in New York.

I will be.

And that
concludes our special broadcast

five from Selfridges.

And that is why every
woman needs a Hoover.

Miss Plunkett.

Mrs. Edwards,
may I have a moment, please?

I wanted to apologize.

It's none of my business
if you have children or not.

Miss Blenkinsop and I
had no right to pry.

I was engaged
when I was young.

My fiancé died
in South Africa.

The Boer War?

There was never
anyone after him.

Then there comes a time
when you realize

you'll never have
those little clothes

drying in front
of the fire.

I'm sorry.

People make all kinds
of assumptions.

I should've known better.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I blamed you
for that article.

I was wrong.

Yes, you were.

I'd taken a fall

and I wasn't thinking straight.

You didn't believe me
because you don't trust me.

That's not true.

You haven't trusted me
since I married Grace.

It was the first thing
I've ever done for myself.

And you took it
as a personal insult.

Who I marry is up to me.

As far as the business goes,

all I've ever tried to do
is follow in your footsteps.

You can't.

You're your own man.

Mr. Dillon is
waiting for you

in the Palm Court.

You don't want to be tied
to my side at the store.

I understand.

I do trust you.

Thank you.

So sorry to
have kept you waiting.

Mr. Selfridge.
Harry.

Jimmy.

Thank you for coming.

I think we got off
on the wrong foot

the other night
at Victor's.

I'm curious about
your business.

I hear you're making
quite a name for yourself.

Something about
a big theater deal?

Why didn't you ask me
to your club?

I like to meet people here.

Would they let me in?

Or would they say,
"Mr. Selfridge, sir,

not here,
not one of them"?

They would let you in
if you were with me.

When I first
came here to London,

I was an outsider.

An American upstart and
they called me a shopkeeper.

It wasn't a compliment.

I know what it's like to have
doors not open for you.

You have to fight.

But sometimes you can
pick the wrong fight.

When I first came
to London, I came here.

To Selfridges.

I was six years old.

My mother came here to buy me
a toy to cheer me up.

We'd moved here
from the country.

I'd never been
to London before.

This building
was like a palace.

I asked her who lived here.

I'd heard so many stories

about my father's
palace in India.

She laughed and said,
"No one lives here.

It's a store."

I said,
"Then who is Selfridge?"

She said,
"It's his store."

And I thought...

I thought,
but he must be a prince.

To own something so magnificent.

What did she buy you?

A clockwork train.

One of our best sellers.

Still very popular.

You're doing
market research?

Never stops.

How did you do it?

How did you do it?

I was going to ask
you the same question.

You first.

Can't that wait?

Papers need them first thing.

I know we said
when we got married that...

neither of us wanted children.

Ah.

This is Connie's baby, isn't it?

Well, it seems to be
what most people want.

Most women.

Do you want a baby?

No.

Do you?

No!

I mean, I never thought

we were
that sort of couple.

Me neither.

Is that all right?

I suppose it's all right
if we want it to be.

I love my work.

I love being out in the world.

Earning money.

Hmm.

If we had children,
I'd have to give all that up.

You're ambitious.

There's nothing wrong with that.

So I told you this job
had to be on my terms.

Have you seen what
the papers are saying

after you dropped
the Dolly sisters on me?

You've had some
great publicity.

No, no, they have
and you have.

But this is my line.

Harry, I'm so grateful
for everything you've done.

You... you know I think
the world of you.

But if you compromise me

or my work again,
it's over.

He's all yours.

Where's my wonderful Harry?

Rosie.

Where's Jenny?

Out.

I thought we might join her.

There's a floating party later

at this hotel.

Baccarat.

Don't you ever sleep?

Plenty of time for that
when we're dead.

I almost died

a few weeks back.

It makes you think.

Terrible habit.

You don't worry about tomorrow?

Ask me in the morning.

The night is young.

Is Mr. Dillon in?

Certainly, Madame,
please do come in.

Madame Rennard.

I got your flowers
and your message.

Can I get you a drink?

I started out
as a show girl.

I've had two husbands,
I've no interest in a third.

I'm not Harry Selfridge's
"plus one."

And I don't need looking after.

So what do you want?

Ma, let's get you
up to bed.

Ma?

Ma...

Ma...

Let's...

Ma.

Ma, Ma.