All language subtitles for The Hardacres 2024 S02E06 1080p WEB-DL HEVC x265 BONE1

I took something I shouldn't have. I
stole a private letter with Harry.

Our little secret.

I've received complaints about the
school.

From who?

That, madam, is confidential.

The right person's out there, love.

Jewel's working.

Harry's got university.

What do I do if I don't get married?

I keep imagining what it would feel like
if we felt free. Imagine it through,

Buster. The school is finished. Next
trick wins.

Winner takes all.

What? I thought we had it.

Oh, dear.

You've lost heartache at all.

What a waste.

It ain't right that one awful man could
shut the school down.

No, but a scaremongering riled up the
figure in the school board.

Everyone's going to miss coming here,
including me.

I know.

Morning, Mary.

Betsy. Lady Emma, how are you? I'm sorry
to hear about your migraine.

Oh, it's passed, thank goodness.

I came to collect my books.

Oh, see, they are, I think.

Thank you.

I just want to say thank you for helping
with the classes.

It meant a lot to me and to the women.

And you should have seen Maggie.

Oh, she's just a lovely reading.

I'm pleased to hear it.

Right. Um, I... I, uh... I

enjoy teaching very much.

Well, I'm sorry it's come to this.

Yeah.

Yeah. You know, it made my blood boil
when I saw that.

I'd love to have my say.

Or tell them that education isn't just
for children.

I mean, why should adults that have
missed out not have the same

Private, you should.

Everyone's free to stand for that
election.

Even a woman?

Even a woman.

Good morning.

Lady Henson.

Your most welcome.

I'd like to speak with Mrs. Hardacre and
her mother.

Ah, Lady Henson. What a pleasure.

And how can I help you?

I've come to collect a debt.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't understand.

Tell us it isn't true, ma 'am. Tell us
you haven't bet the house of cards. The

wages were high.

Proof of collateral was required.

But in God's name, Bethesda, have you
lost your mind?

Oh, I know exactly how this happened.

Oh. Well, go on, then. You had to show
the hoity -toities who was cleverest.

you were cocksure you'd win. So when the
tide turned, your stubborn pride

wouldn't let you back down, even if it
meant your whole family drowning with

you. Is that right?

Oh, just admit it, Ma. You were out
-fucked. Out.

Don't you dare speak to her without me.

I see you are aware of...

A tragic loss at the card table, Mrs.
Hardacre.

My mother has shown an appalling lack of
judgment. It's a grave shock.

The consequences to your family are
profound.

Yes, which is why I was hoping, given
the circumstances at a friendly game

between ladies and improving
relationship between our families, we

way forward.

Cancel the debt.

Yes. Probably not.

I'm surprised that you view honour
between ladies as malleable.

Of course I don't. I'm speaking of
compassion.

I didn't make the rules, Mrs Hardacre.

No, but you needed to break them.

We both wanted to win.

What are you on about, Ma?

Your...

Promissory note.

The deeds to the house.

Oh, you're not sorry at all?

Your family have been living under an
illusion.

It was necessary to dispel it. And what
illusion is that?

That sudden wealth buys you class when
it takes generations of...

Good blood and good breeding.

Qualities that families who have gutted
fish for generations could never

possess. Oh, the bile rises to the top.

Imelda laid a trap to make sure that we
lost.

She was a snake, Mary.

You know, people like you, you're such
hypocrites.

You're full of contempt for the working
poor. Your lives depend on us. Oh, no,

you. I admire a good fishmonger,

just as I do a good chimney sweep.

Had you kept to your station, none of
this would have befallen you.

No.

No, we have a life, not a station. The
very attitude that makes you

a threat to society. I recognize your
families.

Dangerous aspirations right from the
start.

The National Vigilance Association.

They're with you.

Mr. Balfour understood my concern at
once. I want you to

leave my house right now.

But it's no longer your house, is it?

You better check them deeds.

Four Winds Cottage.

What do you take me for? You wagered the
hall.

I wagered our house in Yorkshire.

Only we own two of them.

Hardacre Hall and Four Winds Cottage.
Our old lodgings in the village.

But you can tell the Devonsons the
cottage is very well looked after. The

lodgers have a protected tenancy.

For life.

The door's over there.

You could have told me you had a plan
all along. Well, a ladyship needed. I

think we were defeated before she let
her hair down. Besides, I wasn't in the

mood after your unprovoked attack.

Unprovoked?

This way, if you please.

What's going on?

I've discovered a letter.

I wonder who it's from.

Mr. Caldwell.

Is there any news?

I'm being invited to Oxford to interview
for a play. Well done, Harry, and well

deserved. I can't believe it.

What's going on?

It's from Mr. Lewis's old don at
Pembroke College.

Dear Master Hardacre, what a pleasure to
read your lively and vigorously argued

essay. Mr Lewis's belief in the
originality of your mind has been borne

your work.

And I cordially invite you to Oxford to
interview for a place at Pembroke

College. Oh, my darling.

That's wonderful news. Well done.

Congratulations.

I would all commit to Lewis. Nonsense.

You earned this, Harry.

Liza for these?

No. They're good, though, aren't they?

Yeah.

She's got a creative mind.

Not to worry about her, Sam.

That'll get over the heartbreak.

No, no, no. It's less about losing that
scoundrel. It's more about the space

that he left behind.

That there isn't another suitor. Mary,
she hated all those hangers -on.

Aye, she did.

But it's her brother she's watching.

Seeing them absorbed in their own
pursuits and...

Longing for a purpose, herself.

She just needs to put her talents to
good use.

These signs need a home, sir.

Shall I have them taken to the shop?

In the study for now, Mrs Raden.

Is Liza about?

I believe she's upstairs, sir. Thank
you.

I heard you were looking for me. Liza,
come in. Have a seat.

I made those plans for the Harvest
Festival.

I know you did.

I like them.

What about these?

Oh, they're just some ideas for the
canned goods.

Ma's jam's been flying off the shelf.

Tell me about it.

She's going to stop preening for days.

You could take some of the credit.

Home brand's very popular.

Well, maybe we could sell them other
things that way.

I don't know.

I mean, it's a fair point, but there'd
be extra work with the packaging. Why

would we bother?

Well, to cut out the middleman.

For all we know, he could be selling us
snake oil.

At least if it's our brand, we know its
quality.

So what's going on, Dad? Why are you
asking me all this?

I'm just exploring new ideas on how to
grow the business.

Oh.

And you like mine?

Yeah. Yes, I do.

Oh.

Pussy hell.

Well, let me show you this.

My dearest Arthur, I have developed
feelings towards you of a romantic

Right, same teams as last time.

Girls against the boys.

This Oxford interview's got me worried.

How on earth do I prepare, Arthur?

Right, Harry, you're up. Mr Cobble might
ask me anything.

I wouldn't worry.

Caldwell's more likely to ask if roast
pork is superior to beef than if

superior to a telly.

Harry, take your shot.

Tell us about my experience at
Cambridge. I had this eccentric scholar

obsessively swatted flies throughout my
interview.

Right, are we playing a game or what?

Because not everyone has strange
interview stories.

Well, actually, I might.

Tell us more.

Well, it wasn't an interview, exactly.

And it were only with my dad. But he
liked an idea I had for a hardacre

And some designs I'd done. Liza, that's
wonderful.

Though I'm not surprised.

You serious?

Why would Dad talk about the business
with you?

It's not my fault.

I was as surprised as you.

No, it's just that I should have been a
part of it.

That's all.

Lady Emma says women can stand.

You need to accept what happened and
move on, Mary.

This would be me moving on.

Running for the school board?

Yeah, where they decide everything.

Why would you cause more trouble for
yourself?

Sam, who's going to advocate for the
needs of our community if we don't?

Excuse me.

Lady Hanson has returned.

I think you'll find we're busy.

Did she say what it was about this time?

An urgent matter, apparently.

We're busy, Lady Hanson, so if you could
be brief.

A candleless letter has come into my
possession.

The contents an outrage to public
decency.

And why did that concern us? It was
written by your youngest son.

Well, come on, then. Let's see it.

The letter is in safekeeping.

Yeah, I think we've done it again.

Let your son confirm or deny it.

Miss Lee, could you fetch Harry, please?

You'll apologise to my boy before you
leave this house.

We'll see.

I'm sorry, son, but Lady Hanson here
claims that you wrote an indecent letter

some sort.

How did you get hold of it?

I'd say that's besides the point.

Who did you write the letter to, son?

Mr Lewis.

All right, so an assignment of some
kind.

But we need to know so we can make sense
of all of this, love.

It was a personal letter.

And to express my gratitude. To express
your longing and ardour, more like.

The letter was perfumed. You shouldn't
have stolen it. And you shouldn't have

such wicked thoughts about another man.

Inflagrant violation of the law. Enough!

Harry, come on. Come with me.

Your family to leave this house.

Forever. If you refuse, I shall hand the
letter to the magistrate and let the

law take its course.

You would use a private letter by a
confused 18 -year -old boy to prosecute

You left me no choice.

Somehow, Lady Anson has my letter, the
one that went missing.

The reading list?

Yeah.

Only I wasn't entirely truthful either.

It was more personal, really.

I wanted to thank you for all that
you've taught me and, well...

Go on.

Lady Ansel is devious.

I've no idea how she got the letter.

Do you think she has spies in this
house?

Please tell me what the letter said,
Harry.

I won't judge you.

But the contents of that letter could
matter a great deal.

I've shared my feelings.

About?

You. I mean, she wouldn't really go
through with her threat, would she?

There was a deranged look in that
woman's eye. She'd go through with it

right. Look, our family have weathered a
lot. We can weather this too, somehow.

Yeah, but can Harry?

He's young and vulnerable, Mary.

And there's no knowing the chain of
events if the law gets involved.

What was that lad thinking? He wasn't
thinking, Sam.

He was acting on his feelings, love.

You know, I wouldn't put it past Imelda
having... perfumed the letter herself.

I bet it was just some boyish letter of
gratitude that got muddled in his head.

You know, all that poetry he's been
reading. Oh, for the love of God.

For the love of God what?

Harry has taken a fancy to Mr. Lewis.

There.

It's been said.

And the earth hasn't stopped rotating.

Anything here?

No. You need to get your head straight,
both of you.

Imelda has waged war on our family.

We need a battle plan to stop our Harry
from going to prison.

I plan to leave immediately, sir, to
best protect Harry and myself.

We must get ahead of this if we can.

What's your honest opinion?

How damaging could his letter be?

Legally, it would be a matter of
interpretation.

Some magistrates take up these cases and
some avoid them, so luck is involved.

And who can influence them?

People like Lady Hanson? Exactly.

Even an honourable magistrate can feel
pressure to act if influential people

riled up.

You're familiar with the Oscar Wilde
case?

New laws require little more than
innuendo to justify prosecution.

Hardacres will be leaving after all.
Some scandals are not above the law.

You're speaking in riddles, Mama. What
scandal?

Harry Hardacre. I read his letter. Could
have thought his mind so twisted

and salacious.

You couldn't have read his letter. You
burned it.

I burned the envelope, my dear. Not the
odious letter inside.

Please, will someone explain to me
what's going on?

I stole a private letter of Harry's.

I was ashamed, so I didn't read it.

When I confessed to Grandmama, she
suggested we destroy it to keep him

into the wrong hands.

Precisely. It fell into mine.

I trusted you.

A stolen letter could expose Adela to
accusations of theft.

Her actions were justified, given the
letter's disgusting

contents.

Think, Mama. Our reputation could be
damaged, too. We've an association with

Hardacus. I can't fathom what drove you
to such extremes.

Honor, Emma?

Family?

Honour.

You all right, Dad?

Yeah, why?

Just making sure you're all right.

Hi. Good.

Electricity's playing up.

It's always something.

Maybe we get wired up at the cottage.

Come over and visit.

Bet you'd love that.

What?

I'm inviting you round, Dad.

Would be nice to speak to you.

I hear Elijah's got some ideas about the
business.

Not today, Joe.

It's not a good time.

I've got a lot on my mind.

Come in, Harry.

I don't understand why you want to
leave.

Because it'll help you.

No, it won't.

Who will I talk to?

You help me make sense of things.

You've got a good family, Harry.

They don't understand me like you do.

And now I've disgraced them.

What's going to happen to me?

Will I go to jail? Don't let your
imagination run wild.

One step at a time, all right?

I don't know who I am anymore.

Yes, you do.

You're Harry Hardacre.

And on a path to a rich and vibrant life
for yourself.

Doesn't feel like it right now.

Keep the faith.

Learn to act wisely.

And know that your world will open up at
Oxford.

Take me with you, Arthur.

I'm sorry.

You're going to be fine.

I promise you.

How could she do that?

Using me to wage war against the
heartache. I'm so sorry, Adela.

She used you as well.

Do you care? It's just how she is.

It's all I've ever known, but yes, I do
care.

We have to do something.

It's monstrous to destroy Harry's life.
I'd never forgive myself for it. I tried

reasoning, but it was pointless.

We're helpless to stop her.

We're helpless.

We're just choosing to be.

My sweet boy.

Have I ever told you you have the
kindest heart and a smile and

lights up the country and the purest
spirit of

anyone I've ever known?

Not once have you seen yourself as a
victim or punished others

for the hardship you faced.

proud of you every single day of your
life.

Your family love you, Harry.

And nothing you do.

And nothing you are could ever change
that.

Hello, Mrs. Hardacre.

I'd like to see Harry, please.

No.

No, he's not taking visitors today, so I
think it's best you go.

Please.

I really need to see him.

It's all my fault.

I didn't read it, Harry, I promise.

And I'd never have used it against you.
Then why did you steal it?

Maybe I was... jealous that you and Liza
and Joel...

had special relationships with someone.

It was wounded pride, I suppose, which
my grandmother exploited.

To destroy my life.

I'm so sorry, Harry.

I'm ashamed of myself and my family.

Can you forgive me?

I don't know.

I want to help.

There's nothing you can do, Adela.

Her reputation's ruined.

Can I offer anyone a cordial? No, thank
you.

positively radiant.

Something wonderful has happened.

I'm engaged to be married.

How delightful.

May I ask to whom?

To me, darling.

Harry and I have been admiring one
another for months, and today I accepted

offer of marriage.

We've never been up here.

Either you've been brainwashed or
blackmailed,

Adela. Harry Hardacre is a degenerate.

You are mistaken.

Harry is one of the most honourable
young men I know.

Enough of this charade. George, you must
forbid this match.

If the young couple are content, then so
am I.

Two households united.

Both alike in dignity.

Emma!

Everything's happening too quickly. I
need time to think.

Mama, please look at me.

This match means the world to me.

It's what I truly want.

I'd like to speak to my mother in
private.

Yes. Let's take ourselves outside, shall
we?

Merci, Harry Sutter.

I'm glad someone is restored to sanity
in this house.

As am I.

If for the best.

As you now see.

All I see is that you poisoned my life.

And came between me and my family.

And it ends now.

You may believe you came to save Adela.

But you feel no love for your
granddaughter.

Or for me.

This belongs to you, Harry.

Thank you, Lady Emma.

I want you gone from my house
immediately.

And you can take your poison dowry with
you.

Our daughter's peace of mind is all that
is precious.

One word, two syllables.

Stop.

Halt.

Hand.

Thumb.

Sounds like hand -thumb. Hand -thumb.
Hand -thumb.

Come on. Five seconds.

Say it again.

Hand -thumb. Mantra.

Mantra. Time's up.

You bloody divvy. The university were
wasted on you. That's for the brush,

He is a handsome brush, though, isn't
he?

Oh,

what's this now? Bloody headstone.

Oh, don't joke about things like that.

Actually, mine's not far off.

No, it's not a headstone.

But I have been thinking a lot about the
future since my illness.

And how better to guarantee your
security after I'm gone?

And I came to the realisation that what
makes this family thrive will also make

the business thrive.

Collaboration.

So, Joe and Liza, I want you to run the
business together.

Use your individual talents to create a
shared legacy.

Harry, I'd include you, but your
interests lie in going to university.

So, Hardacre and family.

Oh, I'll drink to that.

Yeah, that's lovely.

What about our acre and son?

You always said it with natural order.

So why are you taking away everything I
worked so hard for?

Well, this is the best of both worlds,
John. Not for me.

I don't want to be a part of your new
fangled vision of the future.

I'm done.

Betsy, please.

I want to be with Joe.

Say wrong, Mary.

I think you were hasty.

And bold.

But no, I don't think you are wrong.

Jo just needs some time, love.

Mom?

Thank you.

I...

Oh, you an apology, Mary.

Your family has suffered greatly at our
hands, and I am deeply sorry for it.

I appreciate that.

But you were responsible for your
mother's actions.

I could have been stronger.

I had to send your mother away.

It takes courage.

I was inspired by Adela.

And you.

If you were willing, Mary, I hoped that
we might become

prince.

I'd like that, Emma.

Very much.

Now, I have something for you.

I knew you wished to stand for election,
so I nominated you.

But the election's today.

I haven't campaigned. I doubt I'd get
the vote.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Perhaps you should go see for yourself.

I turn out, didn't I?

I don't know what to say.

I mean, this must have taken so much
work.

It didn't, Mrs Ardacre.

Once the women knew you were running,
they spread the word themselves.

Thank you.

Congratulations, Adela.

Oh, I'm guessing it'll probably be a
very long engagement.

Yes, it is.

Harry and I are in no rush at all.

Thanks for saving Harry.

It really means the world to us.

It's the least I could do.

Liza, I'm sorry about what happened
between you and Edward.

Thanks.

It's all in the past now.

Hello, Mr Beazley. Good evening.

Good evening, everyone.

Good evening. Good evening, Joe.

Good evening.

How are you, son?

I'm all right.

Could do with no more family drama,
though.

Oh, I'll have a second, though.

See? Having great fun.

What did I tell you?

Oh.

Since it's been a weekend of family
announcements, me and Betsy have one of

own. You're having another baby?

Quiet.

Joe's making a toast.

No, it's not a toast.

You got the wrong end of the stick.

We've been talking about our future.

And we came to a decision.

It's a big change.

It's exciting for us.

Betsy and I were moving to America.

To start a new chapter in our lives.

It's no secret that I'm fascinated by
all things American.

What can America offer you that I can't?

You learn more by taking the opportunity
in front of you, Joe.

No, that's not how I see it.

And this isn't a debate, Dad, it's an
announcement.

And this is best for everyone,
especially you. No, it'll be worse!

Only you're too stubborn to see it.

Oi!

Don't walk away from me!

I just made the biggest announcement of
my life.

And you walk away.

Well, thanks for the support, Dad.
Because of a classic Joe overreaction.

Another sudden and extreme decision made
without any advice.

Yeah.

It's sudden.

But you know what else it is?

The right decision for me.

And I truly believe that.

And I did get advice.

From my wife.

Why don't you give my idea?

I'll go first, huh? Give it a chance.

Before you go leaving everyone and
everything you know behind.

Why don't you trust me? Because I've
trusted everything you've ever told me.

And it's never enough because I'm not
you.

I never will be you.

I've killed myself trying to earn your
respect.

It's about time you earned me one.

I won't join the family business, not if
it means you're leaving forever.

Oh, God forbid it won't be forever.

No -one wanted this, Liza.

But you can't hold yourself back till
your brother moves forward.

Well, maybe I don't want it.

No.

Well, I heard you tell your ideas to
your dad.

And I saw the excitement in your eyes
when he announced it to everyone.

You do want it, Liza.

And I know you'll be...

not be good at it.

But I can't carry the burden of your
leaving, Mum.

That's not fair.

No.

But you can carry it.

And you must.

Because it's the only way that women
will see progress.

We have to push for it.

Again.

And again.

It feels like a failure.

You're just so alike sometimes.

You don't see each other clearly.

So it seems.

Look, I can't welcome this news either,
Sam.

But the look on Joe's face when he
arrived for dinner, oh, there was a

to him that I'd never seen in him
before.

Aye.

There was.

There was a confidence, too.

Mm.

There'll be no change in his mind, Mary.

He is leaving.

And it'll be soon.

Don't go confusing his leaving home with
your own, Sam.

Joe's not running away from his family.

He's stepping more fully into his own.

I just hope they come back someday.

There's grape water and teething powder
for baby, licorice and mint humbug for

you. Thank you.

I'll miss you all so much.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

I won't be long.

Right.

You'll do brilliantly, Liza.

I'll miss you madly.

You've been such a good man, Kel.

Can't thank you enough.

I can't wait to hear about America.

Let's look at Oxford, pal.

I'm excited for you.

I need to be accepted first.

Yes, you will.

You'll find it.

Well,

don't be forgetting us.

And I'll be expecting a letter every
fortnight.

Let the world on fire.

You show up what you're made of.

I love you.

Keep them bloody yanks in line, do you
hear me?

I'll do my best, Mum.

I'm still very proud of you.

You there?

First one flowing the net.

Harry will be next.

Off to Oxford soon, I'm sure.

Mm. And Liza, your new business partner?

Well, the only confidence that's changed
is not how the fan goes.

Mm. One chapter ends and a new one
begins.