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My son, Jeremy Poldark.

Jeremy Poldark. With the help of providence.

God bless him, sir. And missus.

And may he be spared to grow up a man.

And may his glass be filled to overflowing.

Demelza!

Prudie.

- Prudie, damn you! - She ain't here!

Well, Jud. Come on, boy.

There we are.

Shh. Jud, get yourself in here.

Where the devil is everyone?

Mistress isn't back from Sawle.

What do you reckon ee be doing to that little 'un?

What does it look like?

Murder!

- Fetch Prudie. - Can't.

l ain't seen Prudie this last half hour.

Faced with the enemy, an Englishman proceeds with coolness and courage.

Er, get hold of the other end of this towel.

There, Jeremy. There we are.

There's a good boy. There. Shh.

There we are. Come on, boy.

Just cleaned you up. There.

There.

There we are.

What now?

Take it away.

What you got there, then?

Baby!

And you're murdering him.

Ah. Why be you fiddling with him, anyway?

The poor little mite.

Cos you weren't here and, er, it needed it.

Ha! You'll wash 'un away!

Mm. Come on, little thing. There.

- Jeremy all right? - Of course he's all right.

Why were you so long in Sawle?

Stayed a while with Jacka Hoblyn's little girl.

She be sick.

l'll get Dwight to go and see them.

Didn't go to touch her, though. You can kiss me if you like.

You're kind to people, aren't you?

- No more than they deserve. - Do l deserve something?

- You've just had it. - Is that all l get?

What else do you want?

- A new dress, maybe? - No.

You ain't kind at all.

There's lots of men kinder than you.

That man Caroline Penvenen's gonna marry will be kind.

Reckon he will. He'll be living on her money.

- Am l near? - No, Papa. No.

Oh. Am l getting nearer?

No.

Tell me where to look.

lt's near Mama.

lt's near Mama?

Well, now, is it, for instance...

ls it in Mama's chair?

- Don't be childish. - l'm sorry. We're only playing.

lsn't it time you stopped?

- Have you found it? - No. What do you mean?

- It's time Geoffrey was in bed. - It's early.

lf l could find my watch, l could tell you the time.

lt's five o'clock. We have to be at Kilwarren before seven.

- Oh, you spoilt it. - It's time you were in bed.

Tell Mrs Tabb to take you up and l'll see you before we leave.

Good night, young fella.

l wish l didn't have to go to this damn party.

- So do l. - What do you mean?

You're always complaining how few people you meet.

ls that my fault? Every time l go out l'm embarrassed

not to be able to return the hospitality

- and to wear the same dress. - But you wear it very well.

Will you have a drink?

- There'll be plenty to drink. - No.

l want you to have a drink with me.

To the new dress.

Well, at least they haven't come to blows yet.

- Who? - Ross and George Warleggan.

l've always found Mr Warleggan extremely civil.

Your husband didn't give him a bloody nose.

- That was ages ago. - Less than a year ago.

Plenty of time for Ross to have made it up.

You don't know Ross.

But l do.

Miss Penvenen. l must congratulate you.

Mr Trevaunance is quite the most interesting man.

But he's a Member of Parliament.

lf he's a sample of Parliament, God help us.

As opinionated as a parson in a pulpit.

Lady Constance! She's going to marry him.

Marry him?! A barnyard capon?

All crow and cockscomb? Marry him? l'd as soon as...

Got you!

- War with France? - Within a year.

l don't like to contradict you,

but in the House of Commons Mr Pitt assured us

there'd be no war with France in the foreseeable future.

Damn it, then it's certain!

We must look to our defences.

And our profits. War is good for business.

Copper was up again yesterday.

Perhaps that's why Captain Poldark reopened Wheal Grace.

No, Mr Penvenen, l cannot look so far ahead.

Or wish so great a disaster on my country.

Some of us know what war means. There's no profit in death.

There's none in fine sentiments.

McNeil, you're a soldier. Would you rather die in battle

or in some blackguard affray with smugglers?

l agree with Captain Poldark and with your permission,

l'll die in my bed.

lt isn't my permission that you need.

You would not have reopened the old workings without a reason.

- Have you discovered something? - Yes. An old friend.

And a new partner.

l'll drink to that. Sir Hugh, will you pass the decanter?

The more a man drinks, the more a man sinks.

Wheal Grace.

An old mine's like an old woman, you put more in than you get out.

l'm fit to burst. Where do you keep your pot?

Behind the screen.

l raised the case of the Cornish mine-owners to Parliament

and the president of the Board of Trade...

This is a damn fine claret, where did you get it?

From my cellar, sir.

Come on, we're all gentlemen. What's the secret?

l have no secret.

lf you told Mr Poldark, it wouldn't be a secret any more.

There's far too much talk in the House. l made a speech about it.

Mr Speaker was good enough to say

it was the finest speech on not speaking he'd heard.

Are you, erm...are you here on duty again, Captain?

On duty? No, sir. l'm staying with our talking friend.

But l must tell you, if l see it, l'll do it.

l will see that you don't see it.

You pay your duty and l won't have to do mine.

- It was a sharp exchange. - Was it reported in the newspapers?

- l never read them. - You should, Mr Trevaunance,

or you won't know what crimes are being committed.

- Or what lies are told about you. - Lies, my dear George, lies.

More wine?

Gentlemen! This is a neighbourly occasion.

Let me remind you that you are here to celebrate the engagement

of my niece, Miss Caroline Penvenen, and Mr Trevaunance.

Gentlemen, let us drink to them. Unwin and Caroline.

Unwin and Caroline.

l wish l were a man.

l'd drink port and claret till me eyes popped out.

- Really! Demelza. - Really, Elizabeth.

Why should they get all the fun whilst we sit and wait for them?

That's the way it is in a civilised society.

Then it's time we changed it.

How strange you are. What will Miss Penvenen think of you?

Miss Penvenen agrees wholeheartedly.

- Tea, Lady Bodrugan? - Never touch it.///

It turns you brown inside.

Sure your ladyship is mistaking.

Where is your tea coming from?India.

Who drinks it all the time? The indians.

What color are your indians? Brown.

What do you call it?

- Horace. - That's a damn silly name.

Then, it's a damn silly dog.

l could have sworn that were its face.

- Thank you, Demelza. - l suppose after you're married

you'll live mostly in London.

Yes, l suppose so.

l wish my husband had entered politics.

Down here there's so very little decent society.

lt's a wild country.

Wild...

passionate...and strange.

Come, come, my dear.

You'll soon be in your own drawing room in Portman Square.

lt's a pleasure to see you again.

l hardly ever see anyone, Mr Warleggan.

Elizabeth, have l not repeatedly asked you to call me George?

Don't let him bring his quarrels home.

l'm a better friend to him than he knows, to both of you.

l very much value your friendship.

He is much with Ross these days.

A word of advice.

l've heard that your cousin is in considerable debt.

l wouldn't be too close if l were you.

l only mention this for your sake, Elizabeth.

Mistress Poldark, will you stir me tea with your little finger?

Oh! She has better things to do with it.

And what are here for? You won't find any smugglers.

Not for the smugglers, for the fishing.

Caroline, when we're married,

we'll come to Cornwall as little as possible.

There's nothing more boring than these country people

with their petty squabbles which are nothing to us.

l intend to live here.

Live here, my dear?! We're not going to live here.

Why not? l was born here, where else should l live?

With me, l presume, when we're married.

You presume too much, sir.

Friends, the time has come for me to announce the engagement

of my niece and Mr Unwin Trevaunance.

No, Uncle!

The time has not come. Not yet.

There's a woman who knows her own mind.

- l wanted to ask you something. - Poor Unwin. Or is it lucky Unwin?

- Are you badly in debt? - What?

Er, no more than usual. Why?

l heard you were. l'm glad it's not true.

So am l. That was a short engagement.

Why do you think she broke it off?

Perhaps she's met someone who can offer her more than he can.

Like you did once.

Or have you forgotten?

l was ready to give up everything for you once.

Have you forgotten?

Ross?

Ross, what did Elizabeth say?

ln a few weeks our loan falls due.

- Ross? - We can't meet the interest.

When l spoke with Trencrom, he offered me money

if l let him store goods at Nampara.

- Store them? Where? - In the house.

He suggested a cache under the floorboards.

l thought in here might be the best place.

lt'd only be for a day or two after each run.

You know what l do think.

We need the money.

lt is 20 times more dangerous to be in possession

than just drawing your curtains and that be dangerous enough.

lt's dangerous to be alive.

Dr Enys.

Miss Penvenen. l trust you are in good health.

- And your dog. - Yes, thanks to you.

l believe l have to congratulate you on your engagement.

You may congratulate me on ending it. Where are you going?

- To Sawle village. Good day. - l'll come with you.

You will not. There is sickness there. It could be infectious.

- l forbid it. - You should know me better.

- l may be of some help. - It is no place for you.

You have nothing to do with disease and death.

We all suffer from the same fatal disease, Doctor.

lt's called life.

Now, will you argue with me in the road?

What you doing walking in here like that?

You know me, Hoblyn. Go outside till l've finished.

- What does she want? - To help your daughter.

Do people live like this?

What's the matter with the poor girl?

ls she very bad?

Dr Enys, you think l'm a rich, spoilt young woman,

maybe l am.

But l ask you to believe that l am trying not to be.

She has scrofula.

Oh! God. Is it certain?

Swelling, the sores. Don't come too close.

The breathing.

Can you do anything for her?

50 years ago l would have sent her to London

to be touched by the King.

- The king's evil. - Little good it would've done.

We've advanced since then.

With proper warmth, food, dryness -

the things that kings take for granted.

Poor child.

- That's my doll! - Oh!

Oh, l'm sorry!

God knows, l'm sorry.

l'll send them some money.

That is your answer for everything.

You can't blame me for this, l didn't even know it existed.

But that's it, isn't it? People like me don't know.

l don't blame you more than anyone else, Miss Penvenen.

- How much longer, Zacky? - About another hour maybe, ma'am.

Just line her with wood, keep out the damp.

Not a word of what you been doing, mind.

No need to caution us, we be old hands at this!

There be soldiers! Coming up the road.

l done nothing! Ain't lifted a shovel.

'Tis a closet. You tell them 'tis a closet.

l'll go. Not a sound, anyone.//

Oh! Cap'n McNeil.

Your servant, ma'am.

l walked from Trevaunance's with a letter for Captain Poldark.

lt was dropped off the night stage from Truro.

- Thank you. - Is the Captain at home?

He's at Wheal Grace as usual.

- Been there all night. - All night!

- Hm. - Oh, If l was him,

all the copper in the world would not keep me from your bed.

lt's a braw morning for a walk.

- It's early yet. - There's an old Scots saying,

it's never too early for a glass or a lass.

- Oh? - But l'll settle for the glass this time.

- l'm alone in the house, Cap'n. - Oh!

Then l'll see you come to no harm.

How is Mr Trevaunance?

Please.

He's forever giving himself votes of confidence

and making speeches about the advantage of being single.

Him and Mr Pitt.

And you?

Oh, aye! And l'll drink to it.

lt has an advantage to a soldier in more ways than one.

lf l didn't know you, Cap'n,

l'd think you were flirting with me.

Ah, but you don't know me, ma'am.

But you're Scots. As staid and sober as a church on Sunday.

A Scotsman at home, he may be cold and cautious,

for have you ever seen Scots women?

- Oh, Cap'n! - But with women of the south,

we're as hot as any Frenchman.

- Cap'n. - Don't tempt me.

Mademoiselle Demelza, je vous en prie.

- l thought you were alone. - l am.

lt is said, Cap'n, that we Cornish folk

have a drop of French blood in us, too.

Ooh, if l thought you meant that...

Je vous adore avec tout mon coeur.

Je voudrais coucher avec toi.

Do you, er, get my drift?

l think l know the way the wind's blowing.

Ah. Well, then...

What the devil's that?

- Well... - There's someone in there!

Allow me, ma'am.

Oh, my God.

Ah! It's just the baby. Got himself in a scrape.

Takes after his father.

There's Ross now.

Prudie! Pru... Ah. Take master Jeremy.

Yes, missus. Jeremy, my lovely. You come to your Prudie.

There you are, Captain Poldark.

You've a fine baby.

Do you, er...have some business with me, sir?

Oh, nothing in particular.

Unless it be to learn the fate of the man who murdered his wife.

What was his name...Mark Daniel?

- l haven't heard a word of him. - Oh.

Then l'll leave you to your rest.

Good day, Mistress Demelza.

You've a brave, bonny boy.

Goodbye, Cap'n.

- Did he see anything? - No.

Why did he want to know about Mark Daniel?

He brought this letter.

We've been over almost the whole mine and nothing

yet Mark swore he saw a rich lode there.

The night he hid from the soldiers.

lt doesn't make...

Ross? What is it? Who's the letter from?

Pascoe. l thought we might have gone on for two or three months.

What is it?

Ross, it concerns me, too.

My bond for f1 ,OOO.

With interest it's worth 1 ,400 by now.

lt was put up for renewal. The Warleggans bought it.

- Pascoe's certain they'll foreclose. - What will that mean?

They'll demand the full sum when it falls due.

Three weeks from now.

- What will they do? - Take the mine.

- Take Nampara. - Take everything?

lf only Mark Daniel had told me where he saw the lode.

Well, ask his brother Paul where he be.

Find Mark and make him tell you where it is.

Oh, he's drowned. Or in France, which is as good as drowned.

Trencrom's got men in France.

Send Charlie Kempthorne to him at once

and you go and see Pascoe.

- Oh, Ross. - Demelza, l'm tired.

Well, l'm tired! l won't let George Warleggan get me down.

The whole world's tired but if it didn't stand up for itself,

we'd all be owned by blacksmiths.

Oh, Ross.

And you're a miner's daughter.

l'm a gentleman's wife. l'll go and saddle Darkie.

Good morning, Miss Penvenen.

Good morning.

l stayed to thank ee for what ee be doing for Rosina.

- You should thank Dr Enys. - Him? He has his reasons.

- And what are his reasons? - She ain't the first girl he helped here.

Don't ee worry, Miss, l'm keeping an eye on she.

Thank you, Miss. God be with ee.

- Who's he? - Charlie Kempthorne.

- What does he do? - He be a fishermen

but he don't catch much fish!

- What was he doing here? - Courting.

Courting!

Rosina, how old are you?

l don't know. Old enough, l reckon.

Do you love this man?

A straight 'un would be better, ma'am.

What did he mean about Dr Enys?

Everyone knows that, ma'am. Him and Daniel's wife.

lt ain't true about me and him.

That's just Charlie. We do know that, ma'am.

Do we?

Who is Daniel's wife?

Dead. Daniel did for her, didn't he?

Oh, what lives you simple country people lead.

l'm not at all interested.

Once again, Miss Penvenen.

She's making good progress.

l must congratulate you on your perseverance.

Not for much longer l'm afraid.

My uncle has become impossible since l upset his plans.

He thinks that as l am to inherit his fortune,

l should accept his authority.

l say he can keep both.

l shall have my own fortune when l come of age.

Do you think l'm right?

lt is no concern of mine. l have no fortune.

You have no money. But that's not the same thing.

Captain Poldark has no money but he's the most fortunate man l know.

He's the most unfortunate man l know. Apart from one other.

The power of healing means nothing to you?

l cannot heal everyone.

Perhaps you should take a second opinion.

You're not sick, Doctor, you're sorry for yourself.

As you say, you can't heal everyone.

Shall l prescribe for you?

What does Kempthorne do when he comes courting?

- Drinks gin. - Do you like gin?

Where do the village boys take their girls?

Oh! Up to tor country where they can't see them!

- And what do they do? - Oh-ho-ho!

Oh-ho-ho.

Well, one can't be clearer than that.

l don't understand you. What do you want me to say?

Goodbye would seem appropriate.

Miss Penvenen, will you come riding with me tomorrow?

No, Dr Enys.

The day after tomorrow.

Wait for me at the foot of the high tor.

Ross!

Ross!

Ross. Where's Ross?

- He's gone to Truro. - Damn it! Never mind.

Demelza, l have found copper! All the copper in the world.

Demelza, all our fortunes are made!

You found copper when nobody else...

- Like a drink, would ee? - Who wants a drink?

l have found copper in Wheal Grace! Damned if it's not pure.

Oh! Do you know what this means? We can keep Nampara.

- How did you find it? - Luck.

l went down the old level on my own, l don't know why!

l moved some rocks and saw an opening going straight down.

- A gunnis. - They must have missed it.

Or it happened in a blast.

l could just squeeze myself through the opening and there was a tunnel.

The air was foul, it was dripping wet...

- Oh! Go on! Go on! - l worked myself around

and there was a roof of copper!

l...l-l don't know how l got back. It's... It's really...

- It's wonde_ul. - It is!

lt gives me a chance to make up for the harm l've done you two.

Francis, you've never done us any harm!

You forget the Carnmore Copper Company.

l was responsible for ruining Ross.

We knew about that long ago and forgot it long ago.

Ross knew yet he still took me into partnership.

Oh, Ross don't change so easy.

Old loyalties and old loves.

He don't bear no grudge against you. Not for that nor nothing.

l've always envied Ross but no more than l do now.

- But you've got everything! - No.

You've got Trenwith, your boy. You've got Elizabeth.

Demelza, l would exchange it all for this.

And someone who loved me.

- Ross would change with you. - Then he'd be a fool

and Ross is no fool, l'm the only fool in the family.

l must get back to the mine.

You fear Elizabeth.

Don't.

You think that because Ross and Elizabeth were once engaged

that they still love each other.

l can't speak for Ross but l promise you

that Elizabeth has never loved...

or will ever love anyone...

but herself.

Your humble...

and very wealthy servant...

Francis Poldark.

Oh, please, God.

Ah, good day, Paul Daniel.

You want a man to go down with ee?

Be off the day shift soon.

No, l shall be up before then. Give me a hat, would you?

Thank you.//

Oh, Ross!

l've told you, l'll go and see tomorrow.

Francis knows nothing about copper, except how to spend it.

Go and look for yourself. After dinner.

- Aren't you going to eat? - How could l eat?

Warleggan won't take anything but cash

and Pascoe can't raise that much on what l can offer.

lf half what Francis said be true...

Ross! l'm worried sick. You've got to look at the samples.

Surface deposit. Water running down through the old lode

picked up copper traces and deposited them below.

- Poor old Francis. - What a fool!

Prudie!

Where's that lump? Prudie!

lt's an easy enough mistake to make.

Easy enough to ruin us.

Prudie!

Eli's here from Trenwith asking for Master Francis.

Come on.

Excuse me, sir, but Mr Francis' horse came home without him.

- Have you searched? - Along the road.

He went back to Wheal Grace two hours ago.

Said he was going down the old workings.

What the devil's he doing down there?

l suppose l'd better go and see.

lt's like a rabbit warren. Zacky knows it best. Eli, come with me.

Zacky, has Mr Francis come up yet?

He ain't down, sir.

- When did you come up? - About two hour back.

- Paul was on afore that. - Oh, my God, l forgotten.

- At shift change l forgotten. - He been down there two hour?

- God forgive me. - You can pray later.

Zacky, show me the old workings.

- And me, sir. - All right. But quickly.

Look, sir.

Careful, there might have been a fall.

Francis?

- That's what he saw. - Fool's copper.

Oh, my God.

Bring him out.

l'll race you!

There's something you should know about yourself.

You cannot tell me anything about myself.

- You don't know about... - Daniel's wife? But l do.

And l don't care what may have happened in the past.

lt is impossible.

Look around you. Was this ever possible?

l am responsible for a woman's death.

And a woman's life.

You're as responsible for what happens to me

as you are for what happened to her.

And l'm here.

Now.

Forgive me.

Help me. Caroline...

Poor Francis Poldark.

Ross has closed Wheal Grace. Now he has nothing.

l was in Truro last week and Pascoe the banker said he will have to sell Nampara.

Men are so stupid about money.

My dear, we are stupid about everything.

Captain Poldark to see you, ma'am.

Show the Captain in, Mrs Tabb.

Geoffrey, go play in your room.

Hello, Geoffrey.

How are you?

- l see the boy's well. - He's too young to understand.

l wish it might not have happened. And in that way.

Since we were boys he... feared drowning.

He drank enough.

- He's gone, let that be enough. - And we're still here.

l've brought you the last accounts for Wheal Grace.

l'll keep it open until the coal is finished, then close it for good.

As half the shares are in your son's name, l need your approval.

There's no money. l'd sell the land but it's mortgaged.

lt'll be gone soon enough.

And Nampara.

How happy we were once together,

when it seemed that nothing could ever change.

Were we?

- Weren't we, Ross? - l can't remember.

Summers without clouds, winters without sorrows.

l wonder if everyone looking back sees the same bright morning,

when all the obstacles Iooked like lost opportunities.

Our life is full of lost opportunities.

Ours? We have no life together, you chose Francis.

And you Demelza.

Yes. We've made a pretty parcel of it all.

But it is made and there's no unmaking it.

My house, my land, my living, they're all gone.

- What will you do now? - What can l do?

Find somewhere for my wife and child to live.

As for myself...

What?

l still have my commission.

l don't give a curse what happens to me.

What will you do now?

Care for my son,

Trenwith.

l don't know if l'll be able to keep Trenwith.

Warleggan? He'll have it all if he can.

- l wish you didn't hate him. - l wish l didn't owe him.

He's offered to help me.

What can l do? Can you help me, Ross?

Hah! l can't help anyone.

l could once.

Yes, l remember the summers and the winters but why?

What we have is hard enough without adding what we might have had.

One consolation - it's not you l'm dragging into poverty.

- l wouldn't care. - l would.

l do. That l brought you so far down.

The damned Poldarks. My God, we are.

Francis damned with too much and l with too little

and what there is ready to be sold up around me.

Damned in luck and damned in love.

Love? l once knew the meaning of that word.

Tell me.

The sun warming her...

the sea washing her...

the air caressing her...

the earth embracing her.

The child in her arms...

the pure joy of living in her heart.

And who is she?

Ross, who is she?

l won't ask George Warleggan to help me if you tell me not to.

How can l tell you what to do?

Do what's best for the boy, he must have the best.

Like Francis.

No, wait.

l have to go to Truro, l'll see Pascoe again,

if you'll wait till l return?

Will you wait, Elizabeth, this time?

Will you wait for me... this time?///

What am l worth, lock, stock and barrel?

You're worth nothing until you let me finish.

Now, the probability of war and the consequent rise in the price of copper

has interested a client of mine in your situation.

This client proposes to advance you money.

How much?

A sum to settle your debt, capital and interest to Warleggan.

By God.

And to cover the cost of reopening Wheal Grace

and to give you income for an initial period.

l don't believe it.

Would you like me to say it again? Very well.

- A client... - l don't believe it.

Who is he, this client?

lt will take all of f2,OOO.

- Do you believe it? - l believe this, sir.

A bond for f2,500 secured against the future profits of Wheal Grace.

So l'm... l'm free from the Warleggans?

- Completely free. - Who's done this?

- Is it you? - Not l, sir. No, not l.

l wish it might have been. A client.

A client who does not give a name.

On the bond? No name? Well, whom am l to thank?

Providence, sir. Providence.

l think it's you.

But never mind, l shall thank providence.

Now l'm free, l want to use some money for my cousin's widow.

- f600 at once. - No, no, no.

To buy her son's shares. Say the offer comes from an anonymous client.

And Pascoe, next time you talk to providence,

thank him with all my heart.//

Well, be theys for keeping or for selling?

- Master Charles, Master Joshua. - Mm.

Well, he were a mean old lummox and he weren't much better.

- l'd sell 'em both. - Oh, Prudie.

Well, 'tis the ups and downs of life.

They be going down and so be you.

Well, l ain't going anywhere l ain't been before.

But Ross...

What will l do if he leaves me? If he goes back the regiment?

There ain't nowhere else he can go.

Oh, drat that dog.

Murder that dog.

All these past years.

A-ha! What you doing up there?

What's it look like?

Full moon.

You know what they say if you look at one.

- You go silly in the head. - l'll take the head, my dear.

l called to ask you to the hunt ball come Martinmas.

Won't be here at Martinmas.

- Can't you see we're packing up to go? - Oh, what for?

Everything has to be sold up, that's what's for.

Nampara and all. Ross got himself ruined.

Ruined himself, has he?

Selling up, is he?

- l might put in a bid. - What for?

You.

l mean it, Demelza.

l think you do, Sir Hugh.

- Well, you could do worse. - l think l could.

Mistress of Werry House.

Not at first, you understand, there's Connie, but in time.

When l became mistress of its master?

What do you think Ross would think of that?

lf he were looking over Trenwith way,

he might say you were doing him a favour.

Think about it.