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- Hudson.
- HUDSON: Sir?

Bring some champagne
to the drawing room when I ring.

I think a bottle of the Krug.

Very good, sir.

[ Door opens ]

RICHARD:
Well, Angus, my boy.

[Scottish accent] I'm sure
you have a very good idea

what I want to talk to you
about.

Yes, I have a faint inkling.

Well, um,
shall we have some brandy?

Thank you, sir.
That would be most pleasant.

Coffee, darling?

No, thank you, Mother.

Don't be so restless.

Oh, what's taking so long?

They can't be discussing
his prospects.

All England knows
Angus owns half Scotland.

I remember when your father
was asking for me.

Oh, Mother, please!

Go on, bell, ring.

What for?

Oh, that's how we know, stupid.
That's the sign.

From heaven?

No, for Mr. Hudson
to take up the champagne --

-for the engagement.
- Anybody would think it was you

who was betrothed
to the young Scottish laird.

Aren't you excited?

I must admit to it enlivening
an otherwise routine week.

Mm, he's lovely, isn't he?

Lovely.

Very suitable.

Though I never thought
it'd be an Angus somehow.

Be an Angus?
What?

His name.

See, I always thought
she'd marry a, um...

a Michael or a William.

Yeah, or a Peregrine
or an Arbotnarts.

Oh, you've got no romance
in you, you haven't.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

Oh, Mother.

Oh, dearest, don't be nervous.

Your father will handle it all
beautifully.

I don't think
I can go through with it.

What's the matter, darling?

You -- You know Angus so well
and you like him so much.

That's. . Just the trouble.

I like him, but...

I don't love him.

Do you really mean that?

Yes, I think I do.

Well, then, you'd better think
about it very seriously.

What sort of person
would you marry, Alfred?

Let's see.
Uh...

Wouldn't be your colouring,
for a start.

They'd be, uh, fair.

Fair?

And Christian.

Well, that gives you
a lot to choose from.

And they'd have
a certain notoriety.

What?
Do you mean wicked?

Aye, wicked.

Would you marry a wicked person?

ALFRED:
Definitely.

HUDSON:
[Singing indistinctly]

- Soap sud's happy, anyway.
- What?

Now that Miss Elizabeth's chosen
a Scotsman.

Aren't you, Mr. Hudson?

I must admit
to a certain satisfaction.

Yeah, like the cat's
got at the cream.

[ Scottish accent ]
Sir, it must be clear to you

from the frequent visits
to your house

that I've designs --
I mean honorable intentions --

on your daughter.

In short, I'm asking you
for her hand, the noo.

I didn't know
you could speak welsh.

Well, Angus, I think
that's covered all the details.

All that's left for me now

is to offer you
my warmest congratulations

and welcome you into the family.

Thank you very much, sir.

Well, let's have another drink.

And I'll...break the happy news
to the ladies.

-[ Bell rings]
- Here it is!

That's it.

HUDSON:
Rose, keep calm.

ROSE:
Well, it's not every day

that something like this
happens, Mr. Hudson.

Thank heavens for that,
but there's no knowing

with the capriciousness
of modern young girls nowadays.

Here, was he getting at me?

Oh, I don't know.

Mr. Hudson speaks in riddles
like the Sphinx.

Hudson?

Yes?

You can take that back.
It won't be needed.

-[ Door opens]
Elizabeth.

I'm very sorry, Angus dear,
but I can't marry you.

You can't mean that.

I'm sorry,
but I've changed my mind.

What is this?
W-What's happened?

Papa, please try to understand.

Angus you're very sweet and --
and very kind,

and you're going to make someone
a wonderful husband,

but not me.

Elizabeth, you led me
to believe that you --

I-I know,
and -- and I blame myself.

I just hope that one day
you'll forgive me.

Oh, it's got not nothing to do
with you, believe me.

Perhaps I'm just not made
for marriage.

I don't know.

I don't think I shall marry
for a long time, anyway.

I have to see the --
the possibilities of life first.

You say that as though life
at Loch Bray with me

had no possibilities.

But it could have, Elizabeth.

We'd have to live there
most of the time, true,

but you'd love the lochs
and the moors.

And we'd travel.

We'll go to other countries
as well,

and we'd have fine children
to love

and to look after
and to be proud of.

It's no good, Angus.

I hope you've thought about this
very carefully.

Yes, I have, Papa.
Really, I have.

I'm sorry I've caused
so much trouble.

[ Door closes]

Maybe she'll change her mind
again with time.

Well, knowing Elizabeth as I do,

once she has made up her mind
to do something,

there's precious little
one can do to change it.

- Yeah.
- Believe me, Angus,

you have my -- my sympathy
and my affection.

Thank you, sir.

I value it.

I think perhaps there's little
point in my staying any longer.

Yes, Angus.

I understand.

Hudson, Mr. McAlester
is leaving.

Very good, sir.

Sir.

Well, goodbye, my boy.

I'm sorry.

Yes.
Well, goodbye, sir.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

[Door opens, closes]

Oh, Papa, I'm sorry.

No.
No, my darling.

It...It was just
that Angus seemed,

in the view of your mother
and myself, to --

to embrace all the virtues.

Embrace all the virtues?

It would take a superman
to embrace all the virtues --

and a very dull superman, too.

You're misunderstanding me.

I know.
Deliberately.

I only mean well.

I know you do, Papa,

and you made things much easier
just by being there.

Poor Angus.

Do you think I hurt him
very much?

Given time, he'll get over it.

And find a much nicer girl
than me.

I would like to be married
but not yet.

And not to dear, sweet Angus.

I mean, can you imagine me

banished to all those acres
in Inverness-shire?

I'd be lost to you both
and to myself.

But my girl knows best,
and I only want her to be happy.

My dear, I do sympathize.

My dear, I do sympathize.

Daughters can be such a trial.

I sometimes wish we were back
in those simple barbaric days

when things were just arranged
as a fait accompli.

My bill, please.

Of course, poor Angus McAlester,
for all his evident suitability,

is just a teeny bit
of an encumbrance.

You know he pursued Agatha
all last spring.

She had to be quite ruthless
with him in the end.

Really?

Dick, my dear fellow.
Uh, may I join you?

Adam.
Well, of course. Do sit down.

Thank you.

- Will you have a drink?
- Thanks very much, old boy.

Purvis.

What will you take?

A whiskey and soda.

I say, there's
the most jolly rumor circulating

that your daughter has snubbed
old Hamish McAlester's son.

Is it really true?

Well, if you choose
to put it that way.

Well, I must say
I couldn't be more delighted.

I mean, I'm sorry for the boy.
He's not a bad young cove.

But anything that sets
old Hamish's nose aquiver

has me prancing with delight.

[ Laughs ]

But I hope there'll be
no political repercussions.

The Scots are such
a sensitive bunch.

They'll probably start wanting
home rule again.

[ Both laugh ]

Oh, Rose, I seem to have caused
so much trouble.

Do you think
I should have married him?

No, Miss Lizzie,
not if you didn't love him.

He was so suitable.

Yes, I know, but all the same.

- Tell me about your young man.
- What, Miss Lizzie?

The one you nearly married --
to take my mind off myself.

He was killed, Miss Lizzie.
I thought you knew.

Oh, yes, Rose.
I'm sorry.

There you are. You see,
I was only thinking of myself.

We must remedy this immediately.

How?

A series of outings --

uh, new interests,
painting exhibitions, concerts.

And you shall accompany me.

Me, Miss Lizzie?

You, Rose, and we shall start
this very afternoon --

if we can find
something suitable.

Ah, Alfred, have you seen Rose?

It's her afternoon off,
Mr. Hudson.

Yes, yes, I know that, but she
promised to help me decorate

that infernal Christmas tree.

Aye, well,
she's gone with Miss Elizabeth

to one of them foreign concerts.

- How much, please?
- MAN: 2 shillings, please, miss.

- Thank you. Keep the change.
- Thank you. Good night.

Well, Rose,
aren't you glad you came?

Your first lieder concert,

And wasn't Elena Gerhardt
brilliant?

- Yes, Miss Lizzie.
- Oh, Rose, you are delicious.

- You were bored stiff.
- Wasn't.

Yawning -- I saw you.

Well, I-l think it takes
a bit of getting used to.

You're quite right,
and you shall get used to it.

We'll go again.

Look!
It's snowing quite hard!

Perhaps we shall have
a white Christmas.

I think you'd better go in,
Miss Lizzie.

- You'll get your death of cold.
- And so will you, Rose.

I'll see you later.

ROSE: And thank you very much
for taking me, Miss Lizzie.

It was very kind of you.

Nonsense.
I enjoyed taking you.

[Doorbell rings]

[ Door opens ]

Good afternoon, Miss Elizabeth.

Thank you, Hudson.
It's snowing.

When are you going to decorate
the tree?

Shortly, miss.

I'd better take your coat
in case it's damp.

I trust you enjoyed the concert.

Very much, thank you, Hudson.
I took Rose.

So I was informed, miss.

- Well, it was her afternoon off.
- Indeed.

-Is Mother at home?
- Yes, miss.

She is receiving a visitor
in the drawing room.

Ah.
Friend or foe?

Beg pardon, miss.

I mean should I go in
or slip by the door unnoticed?

I think her ladyship
would be pleased to see you.

- The visitor is foreign.
- You make it sound

as if her ladyship was
positively threatened, Hudson.

How foreign?

Just a little bit foreign,
like a Scotsman?

He is a German gentleman.

I understand he made
your acquaintance in Dresden.

- Oh?
- A Baron Von Rimmer.

Von Rimmer, Von Rimmer
who couldn't be dimmer.

[German accent]
Baron Klaus Von Rimmer.

We met at the Tissons'
tennis party.

Tissons? Tennis?

Yes, darling.
You remember.

She has every reason to forget,
Lady Marjorie.

I remember she was suffering
with a grievous head cold.

It was very gallant of her
to attend at all.

Oh, yes!
Now I remember!

Oh, forgive me, Baron.
I was a misery that day.

On the contrary.
You looked enchanting.

Only your game
was a little affected.

The baron is staying in London
for a few weeks to study...

Banking methods over here,
the Deutsche Reisebank.

I hope you'll forgive my
presumption in calling on you.

It's no presumption, Baron.

We're delighted to receive you.
Aren't we, Elizabeth.

We should be more
than delighted, Mother dear.

We should be deeply honored

that of all the people
the baron must know in London

he should have singled us out.

We scarcely exchanged
more than six words

at the Tissons' tennis party.

MARJORIE: Elizabeth.
- Oh, no, please.

First let me say I have
very few friends in London.

I was feeling lonely
in my lodgings in Victoria,

and I remembered that
among the six words I exchanged

with a certain delightful
Fräulein Bellamy

were included the names Schubert
and Goethe,

who between them produced some
of the finest lieder sounds.

- But I've just been to --
- I was telling the baron.

Isn't that a coincidence?

You've been hearing
the exquisite Gerhardt.

Yes.
She was superb.

[Speaking German]

You know Elena Gerhardt?

Yes. I was once privileged
to study with her in Munich.

Tell us about her, please.

With pleasure.

Did you make much of it, then?

What's that, Mr. Hudson?

The concert, of course.

Oh, it was lovely --
when you got used to it.

I hope you weren't fooled
into thinking

it was the cat's whiskers
in musical entertainment.

No, I've got a mind of me own.

And I hope it stays your own,
Rose.

There are dangers being made
to a headstrong young lady

like Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, what's she done
to upset you, Mr. Hudson?

Nothing in particular.

I'm referring more
to the matter of respect.

It has to work both ways.

[ Chuckles ]
I know that.

All very well
packing young mistresses off

to foreign parts
to advance their education.

But it's not altogether
a good thing, in my opinion.

They get taken advantage of.

Oh, in what way?

Oh, heads filled up
with foolish ideas,

manners forgotten,
loyalties questioned.

And don't think
it's not calculated

by the foreign teachers.

There's a special name for it.

Well?

Subversion,
if you want to know it.

That is a deliberate pulling
at the roots of a country

through its young men
and young women,

twisting their minds
so that in a time of crisis --

[Laughing]
Oh, Mr. Hudson!

You're not suggesting
that our Miss Lizzie --

I'm not suggesting anything,
Rose.

I am simply giving warning.

The signs are all there.

Pray God I'm wrong.

What signs, Mr. Hudson?

Mr. Hudson has
some funny notion.

That's enough of that.

Going on about them
dirty foreigners again, are you?

And that's enough from you,
young man.

If only it were, Mr. Hudson.

But her ladyship asked me
to inform you

that the baron's staying
for dinner.

No sooner had I returned
from Dresden,

they went to work on me,
preparing me for the season.

- Do you know about the season?
- Oh, yes, of course. The season.

Really, darling.
- It's true!

When I was aching to talk
about music and philosophy

and the people I met,

they had me walking and dancing
and bobbing up and down

like one of Professor Pavlov's
dogs.

That's a terrible exaggeration.

We simply asked
you shouldn't enter the room

like a battering ram.

Oh, Mother, how indelicate.

Battering you,
at the very least.

Same sort of problem
in your family, Baron?

Oh, yes.
My mother with my little sister.

I see.
You take their side.

You prefer young ladies
to be simply frivolous and vain.

Very well.
That's how you shall have us.

There's room for compromise.

You can express yourself
Within the framework of society.

How, Baron?

When I am told it is
not ladylike --

Indeed worse,
it is a serious disadvantage

for a girl to be thought clever.

My Aunt Kate's words.

How can I express myself?

I'm the educated daughter
of a politician

and I'm expected
to discuss the weather.

No politics.

You see, Baron, because
of my husband's position,

there is a real danger

that Elizabeth
could be taken advantage of.

Oh, yes, I see.

What my dear mother really means
is that she's afraid

I might misbehave
and cause a scandalare.

But I'd never compromise
my papa.

I love him far too much.

Well, you're getting a glimpse
into our society, Baron.

How does it compare
with yours in Germany?

Most favourable, sir,
in spite of Elizabeth's protest.

But then,
I'm much in love with England.

- Why?
- Why?

Yes.
You've seen very little of it.

Oh, it's not the quantity.

It's the quality of life
which enchants me.

And, uh,
I must declare an interest.

I have a cousin by marriage who
was related to Queen Victoria.

More than we can boast of.

But I'm very much concerned
for England

now that these intrepid Liberals
have taken power.

Why do you use that word,
"intrepid"?

Because they wish to disarm.

Don't write us off too soon.

There's still the election
to come.

In Germany,
Mr. Balfour is much admired.

Even though he sees Germany
as a potential enemy

and has taken measures
to strengthen our defenses?

All countries have a right
to protect their own shores.

And the more
everyone is protected,

the less possibility of war.

I'm sure your father would agree
with me.

You would spend money on arms

which might more profitably help
the poor and uneducated.

It's the poor and uneducated
who first need our protection.

I'm sure we'd all agree
with that,

but the conversation is becoming
much too serious.

Can't we think
of a more diverting topic?

Tell us about your lodgings,
Baron.

Did you say
they were in Victoria?

Yes, they are.

After your terrifying
experiences in Victoria,

I only hope
this is free of bedbugs.

I have no such fears.

Now, then,
I take it you have no valet.

That is so.

My uncle was anxious
I should make this trip

virtually incognito

and I should have
no special favours.

He is the director
of the bank I'm studying at.

What will he say now I've found
myself such a delightful home?

Well, but you must
be looked after.

You shall be valeted
by Alfred here

for the duration of your stay.

That would seem admirable.

You're very kind.
Thank you.

Mother, dear,
how impulsive you are.

What ever will the gossips say?

Don't be idiotic.

Alfred.

Alfred.

Yes, Baron?

King Alfred,
who burnt the cakes.

So I'm told, Baron,

but it's my duty usually
to hand them around.

My dear, there's no point
in hiding the fact.

My dear, there's no point
in hiding the fact.

You've unearthed
a potential lion

after his spanking debut
at the Morrisons' last night.

How did you come by him?

I didn't come by him, Prudence.

You make me sound like
some sort of beachcomber.

Not a bad description.

Don't you think this might be
a bit heavy for spring?

Oh, no, Lady Prudence.

Show me something
in a lighter weight, girl.

If you really want to know,
he came by us.

You mean he just materialized
on the doorstep?

More or less.

Elizabeth met him very briefly
in Dresden.

Well, well.
So she's captured a baron.

I'm surprised, dear, I must say,

after her rather unorthodox
behavior since her return.

Not exactly the glittering
belle jeune fille.

Ah, now, that's much more
my colour.

- Yes, and it's softer.
- Mm.

Yes, I like this.
It -- It has style.

Give me 10 yards.

Do you wish it sent, Lady Pr-

No. Have it wrapped
and taken out to my carriage.

I suppose he is a baron.
I-l mean a real one.

Well, of course he is.
He's a true blue Junker.

The de Tocquevilles know
his family.

Oh, well, that's a relief.

One hears such dreadful stories
these days.

One's confidence in foreign
gentlemen is apt to be blunted.

Oh. Now, that would make
a lovely dress for dear Agatha.

She can wear bright colours.

- Is he in love with her?
- With Elizabeth?

Well, of course.
Who else are we talking about?

Well, it's much too early
to talk of such things.

She's only known him a week.

Actually, I think
it's rather the opposite.

She's not at all impressed
by him.

Well, then, you must bring him
to dinner with us without delay.

Agatha's home
and looking quite ravishing.

Prudence, I have no intention of
parading him like a prize bull.

Nonsense, Marjorie.
What else would you do with him?

Yes, that would definitely
suit Agatha.

Send me six yards.

With pleasure, Lady Prudence.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

[ Song ends ]

Bravo, bravo.

[Conversing in German]

- Now, here is a tune. Listen.
- A tune?

Listen.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

[Laughing]

You're laughing at me.

All the time,
you make fun of me. why?

-[ Music stops]
- My protection against you.

You need protection?

Like the poor and uneducated.

♫ Deutschland, Deutschland ♫

♫ Über alles ♫

- ♫ Über alles in der -- ♫
- ♫ God save our precious king ♫

- [ Laughs ]
- ♫ Long live our noble king ♫

[ Both laugh ]

We make good harmony, don't we?

Now you play.

Oh, no, please.

Oh, yes.
I insist.

Since you claim to have studied
with Elena Gerhardt,

the stage is yours.

[Slow music plays]

You sing?

Thank you, Hudson.

Good morning, Lady Marjorie.

Oh, good morning, Klaus, dear.
Did you sleep well?

To borrow an English expression,
like a top, Lady Marjorie.

Good.

- Morning, sir.
- Morning, Baron.

Sir.

Scrambled eggs, I think.

- And some coffee, please.
- Sir.

Aunt Kate writing
from Monte Carlo.

She says she's all right

but the place
is infested with Frenchmen.

Well, that's not surprising,
is it?

MARJORIE; No.

KLAUS:
Good news, I hope, in the world.

RICHARD:
I beg your pardon.

- The newspaper.
RICHARD: Oh, yes.

What are your plans for today,
Klaus?

Oh, Elizabeth,
has promised to take me

to the Houses of Parliament.

Oh, that'll be nice.

Have we chosen
an interesting day?

Uh, not at all, I'm afraid.

Most of it'll be taken up
by some minor fishing squabble.

A naval matter?

Are you particularly interested
in naval matters?

The sea's in our family.

I thought it was banking.

Both. One uncle is a banker,
another an admiral.

Christmas card
from that fearful Lady Mackwood.

Funny how she's always
the first.

Will you be at the House today,
sir?

I shall be later, but
this morning I have a meeting.

KLAUS:
Committee of Imperial Defence?

It's not a secret, is it?
Elizabeth told me.

What did I tell you?

Morning, Mother, dear.

Morning, darling.

- Morning, Papa.
- Morning, darling.

You must forgive
my curiosity sir,

but I am,
as you may have judged,

a keen student of politics.

Kedgeree divvy!

RICHARD:
The theory or the practice?

Both.

- Tea or coffee, Miss Elizabeth?
- Coffee, please.

Letter from Penny Martindale.
Back in England.

We must ask her over.

Perhaps we could talk sometime.

Her handwriting hasn't improved.

- I shall be delighted, Baron.
- This evening?

No, not this evening, Klaus.

We're going
to the de Tocquevilles'

-then on to the opera.
- But some time soon, I hope.

Oh, surely.

- Would you excuse me a moment?
-[ Clatter]

Oh, dear!
Hudson.

- How stupid of me.
- Allow me, Baron.

RICHARD: Hudson!
MARJORIE: Can I do anything?

No, uh, thank you --
with Alfred's help.

MARJORIE:
Did you want to speak to me?

Yes.
Um, is it serious?

No, nothing
that can't be mopped up.

- Alfred's seeing to it.
- What?

- You mean the spill?
- No.

I meant the relationship
between Elizabeth and our guest.

-[ Chuckles ]
- Well, I thought I detected

something across the table
between them.

Now you come to mention it, yes,
I think there has been a change.

Why, darling, does it worry you?

No.
Not yet.

He is a Junker, you know.

One of the best
and worthiest families.

- She could do worse.
- Oh, yes.

It could be tradesman's son
with radical views.

[ Laughing ]
Oh, really.

♫ Take me, take me
to the Houses of Parliament ♫

You're looking very pleased
with yourself.

- We're in love.
- Who's "We"?

We is --
are, in a manner of speaking.

What are you talking about?

Being but the reflections
of our masters.

Oh, Alfred.

-[ Humming]
- Get off!

Alfred!
Mrs. Bridges will hear!

Will you please put me do--

What's the matter, Mr. Hudson?

Don't you believe in love?

I believe in it,
if it's kept in its place.

Down.

But not between us and them, eh?

Foreigners.

Do you want to know something?

Germany's beginning to appeal
to me.

I've been hearing a lot about it
lately.

- When?
- In the course of my duties.

Why don't you go there, then?

Do you know, I might - anon.

- What's this?
- Huh?

Oh, I was wondering
when you'd notice it.

- Do you like it?
- HUDSON: where did you get it?

It's a present from my master.

The baron gave you that?

I serve no other master --
not at the moment, anyway.

Well?
What's wrong?

There's no law against getting
a present, is there?

It is Christmas, Mr. Scrooge.

Well, you got
what you asked for.

I was spellbound.
Such pomp and tradition.

Grimsby trawlermen.

[Bell tolling]

Your Thames is very wide here.

Not so wide
as the Rhine at Köln.

But more important.

Are we as great
as the Fatherland?

Oh, in some ways greater.

- Your empire.
-ls cracking.

System of government.
- Poof.

The men it produces, men like
your father -- incorruptible.

-[ Laughs ]
- Why do you laugh?

He's a clergyman's son.
It must show.

And he wouldn't thank you
for it.

Makes him sound like
one of those old diehards.

-[ Ship horn blows]
- He's more liberal?

Oh, careful. He's, uh --
What do we say? -- open-minded.

Flexible, I think.

- Flexible.
- Mm.

What you have to realize
about Father

is he married into the party.

Oh, he was very clever, and
he went to Oxford and things,

but he owes his career
entirely to my mother's family.

- Diehards?
- Yes, rather.

I think he feels trapped
on the home front.

That's why he's concentrated
more on foreign affairs.

I may be wrong.

I assume from what you say
that he's dependent

on your mother's family
financially.

Oh, yes.
Everybody knows that.

Is he ambitious?

Much as the next man.

But he'd need a courageous,
perhaps unorthodox step

for him truly to break free.

Yes.

Have you something to suggest?

[Both chuckle]

RICHARD:
Sorry about the delay.

I had to see the Deputy Speaker.

Goodness,
it's freezing out here.

Come in and have some tea.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

[ Song ends ]

- There you are, Baron.
- Good evening, sir.

[ Door closes]

I was just admiring
your chandelier.

Oh, really?

Nothing very remarkable
about it.

Are you sure?

Reminds me of one
I once saw in Florence.

Very beautiful
and very valuable.

Baron, let's stop all this,
shall we?

You clearly have
a proposition to make.

Why don't you frankly
declare yourself

and then I can call off
the hounds,

who are at this very moment

making an exhaustive study
of your background.

Nothing would give me
greater pleasure.

My business card.

I see.

Well, I was never very convinced
by your banking story.

So they're employing
young barons

to do their sales talk
these days?

I thought you might have
known that.

Come on, Rose.
Tell me the symptoms.

Oh, you asking me, Miss Lizzie?

Yes.
You read Hilda's Home Companion.

Isn't that what they're
always concerned with?

Oh, I think
it's a bit different in there.

Why should it be?
It's the same for all of us.

- We all get the same pains.
- You got a pain, Miss Lizzie?

- Yes, Rose.
- Whereabouts?

All over,
and it's rather delicious.

But the funny thing is,
I don't like him very much.

- You don't like him?
- No.

Can you believe that?

I love him -- I think.

But I don't like him.

Oh, Rose.
Isn't it marvellous?

Aren't you happy for me?

Yes, Miss Lizzie.
I'm happy.

But someone isn't?
Who?

Oh, it's nothing like that.

And I know I shouldn't say
anything really,

but it's Mr. Hudson.

Hudson?

Well, it's nothing
against the baron personally.

It's just a general dislike
he has of foreigners,

and he will keep going on
about it.

He's heard that
there are thousands of Germans

already in this country
on the south coast

working as waiters
and hairdressers,

but they're all
really trained soldiers.

And if there ever should be
an invasion,

they'll all rise up
and slaughter us in our beds.

[ Laughs ]

So you see your country,
not France, as our aggressor.

Oh, yes, of course.
Don't you?

Germany plans to absorb Holland
into her empire.

We have 70 million people.

We want commercial preeminence.

England has only 40 million
and France the same.

So you'll have to join forces.

And the low countries
will be the battlefield.

Can't be long delayed.

Particularly if the Liberals
gain power and try to disarm.

In the event of war, I don't
think you'd find us unprepared.

That is not enough, sir.

To maintain peace
and divert catastrophe,

your fleet
must actually be superior.

And your German munitions
company have suggestions

to keep us superior --
in the interests of peace?

Mr. Bellamy,
there are many in my country --

artists, musicians,
philosophers,

and ordinary people --

who are appalled
at the upsurge of nationalism,

who seek only to live
their lives

in a peaceful and united Europe.

And some of them work
in armaments firms.

Yes.
Why not?

Oh, come now, Baron.

We all know about the gentlemen
who sell arms to both sides,

then stand back
and watch them engage.

What is it you have to sell?

It's a new form
of naval gun mounting

for His Majesty's battleships.

These are some, uh,
preliminary details and costs.

You will see, as you study it,
it's far superior

to anything that Vickers have
to offer at the present time.

Well, naturally, of course.
Otherwise you wouldn't be here.

A-Any deal of this sort

would give you access
to many of our naval secrets.

Most of your secrets are known
to us already, I'm told.

As I continually emphasize,

-we seek only --
- Yes, yes.

Tell me, why didn't you approach
our government

from the proper channel?

I'm sorry, sir.

You are former undersecretary
of state for the Admiralty

and a member of the Committee
of Imperial Defence.

Are you not a proper channel?

I was referring
to your befriending

of my daughter in Dresden,

and your subsequent maneuverings
into my household.

My dear chap,
I don't particularly mind.

I was just curious to know how
you fellows operate these days.

I admit I had to gain access
to your confidence.

Using Elizabeth?

Yes, it was my method.

But it was in your
best interest, too.

My company couldn't openly
approach the British government.

The selling of arms

is a most delicate matter
for all concerned.

So really you're just testing
the bathwater.

A little more positive
than that, I hope.

But, uh, as for the feelings

which have developed between
Elizabeth and myself here,

this is a separate matter

and will remain separate
from any dealings we might have.

I don't see how you can divorce
the two things entirely.

- But no matter.
- Obviously you are mistrustful.

Sir, I have the greatest respect
for your daughter.

I would never do anything
to hurt her feelings.

Yes, all right. I've no doubt
she can take care of herself.

Tell me, what do you expect me
to do with these papers?

When you have satisfied yourself
that they are genuine,

to use your influence
and persuade your government

to enter a contract
with my company.

But haven't you come
to the wrong chap?

I mean, I'm no longer part
of this government

nor likely to be.

You remain on the Committee
of Imperial Defence.

And that is what matters to us.

Perhaps I should add
that the contract would be made,

for obvious political reasons,
through a Swiss subsidiary,

which my company will control,
of course.

Quite.

Well, Baron,
I'll look through these papers,

and if I see fit --

And it goes without saying,
should you be interested

in a substantial shareholding
in this Swiss company --

I mean you personally --
it can be arranged.

I see.
Yes.

Such financial interlockings
between our two countries

can only enhance
the prospects of peace.

Indeed.

However, there's plenty of time
to discuss this side of things.

You see, the design is --

-[ Door opens]
ELIZABETH: Oh. Sorry.

- Eliz--
- Am I interrupting?

[Speaking German]

Danke vielmals, Herr Baron.

Thank you, Purvis.

Thank you, Purvis.

Thank you, sir.

- You read the documents?
Rather.

What do you think?
Are they bona fide?

Oh, absolutely.

And the price?

Very fair.

So, under normal circumstances,
we might have bought.

Why not buy now?

Oh, my dear Adam.
It's obvious what's behind it.

Trying to set up
an intelligence organization

right in our very midst.

Well, don't you agree?

I can't deny it's possible.

Thank you.

But you've got to consider
the types you're dealing with.

These armaments creatures --

They're above
nationalistic considerations.

I mean, just look at their
pedigrees as individuals.

Half the nations of Europe
in their blood.

They're in it purely
and simply for the loot.

What about their agents,
men like Von Rimmer?

- The dedicated Anglophiles?
- Mm-hmm.

Hmm.
Very interesting specimens.

Say, is it true what I hear

about this fellow
and your daughter?

- Oh, never mind that.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm sorry.

Well, uh,
let's just think for a minute.

Militarily speaking,
they've something to offer.

And it's politically sound

vis-à-vis the election
of the Liberals.

Yes, we could whip up a scare

about Tirpitz's
ever growing fleet.

Exactly.

And, uh,
on the personal front...

I take it you've been offered
a hefty bribe.

Well, haven't you?

Shares in a Swiss bank.
- Mm.

Standard procedure.
- Is it?

Of course.

I forgot you're new
to this game.

Yes, so, personally...

-we'd start again.
-"We"?

Well, you'd count me in,
wouldn't you?

Cry "tallyho" and away we go?

[ Chuckles ]

Couple of shifty profiteers,
huh?

Will you never be persuaded?

I can't forget
my humble and pious origins.

I know, Dick.

And that's your epitaph.

Meantime, what do we do
about the Baron?

We can't make a move against him

until we've actually agreed
to be corrupted.

Well, uh, yes.
Uh...

Well, these people usually have

a few incriminating documents
they want us to sign.

We'd better wait for them,
I suppose.

We'll need a witness.

Oh, well, that's easy enough.

I think the best thing
is to rig up a meeting.

Say, uh, dinner at your house
next week?

He plans to leave next Tuesday.

Monday, then.

A sort of fond farewell.

- You agree?
- Mm-hmm.

Good.

It's -- It's time
we pounced on one of them.

We normally celebrate
Christmas Day.

In Germany, Christmas Eve
is a truer moment of Christmas.

Tell me about it.

What do you do?

Well, uh, in my family,

Father and Mother decorate
the Christmas tree.

Nobody's allowed to see it

until they have finished
and the candles are lit.

Father rings a little bell

and we all go in
and we look at the tree.

And the children sing carols
and we all open our presents.

Go on.

Well, uh, we always have snow
for Christmas,

and the pine trees
around the house

stand out white against the sky,

and the stars glitter
in the cold.

It's beautiful.

Like fairy land.

Tell me some more.

Then we have
our great big Christmas dinner.

We have goose every year.

It's a tradition in my family,
and we have lots of wine.

And we all have the feeling

there's no other place on earth
to be on Christmas Eve.

Can you understand that?

Not even here with me?

Of course with you,
but not here -- there.

Then take me with you.

To Germany, tomorrow?

Why not?

Your family.

Oh, they wouldn't mind.

Take me with you.
Please.

I love you.

I want to share everything
with you.

I want to be with your family
on Christmas Eve.

I want to see your candles lit
and hear your carols.

Please, Klaus.

It would make me very happy,

and I'd make you happy, too --
I promise you.

No, it's not possible.

Next year, perhaps.

My bill, please.

[ Door opens ]

[ Hoofbeats ]

MARJORIE:
Oh, there you are, darling.

I was beginning to worry.

Our dinner guests will be here
in an hour.

You must forgive me,
Lady Marjorie.

It was entirely my fault.

After the exhibition,

- Which was enchanting.
- Boring.

He persuaded me to have tea
at Guntefis,

- Which was delicious.
- Delicious.

It's only that Elizabeth takes
so long to dress these days.

Oh, Mother, how unfair.

Now, you know you do, darling.

You spend all your time
chattering with Rose.

- Hello, Papa.
- Hello, darling.

-[ Thud ]
ELIZABETH; oh!

Good evening, sir.

I have the agreements
regarding the Swiss company.

Your colleague is coming
tonight?

Yes.

I also have preliminary
contracts for the deal itself.

I think neither he nor yourself
will be disappointed.

That, of course,
will take some time.

Oh, of course, of course.

But tonight
we set the wheels in motion.

Will you excuse me,
Lady Marjorie?

Yes, of course.

The bath's ready, Baron.

Thank you, Alfred.

It suits you.

Thank you, Baron.

You've been using this?

Yes?!

Yes.
Yes. I...

Stupid!
You stupid, stupid boy!

Tap, a little touch.
That's all.

I don't care for myself.

You can take --
take what you want.

But what about the family?

What will Elizabeth,
her father, her mother say

if you serve them a dinner
and you stink?!

Stink!

[Voice breaking]
S-Sorry. I...

So you should be.

I'm...not worthy.
I...

No, you're not worthy.

However, on your feet.

Up, I said.

And now come here.

And be forgiven.

[Whimpers]

Miss Elizabeth, you're laying
on that frock I put out for you.

- You'll spoil it.
- I don't care.

He's leaving,
and I want to go with him.

Oh, he'll be coming back.

I don't see why he should,
since he doesn't love me.

Course he loves you.

What ever makes you say
such a thing?

Oh, I don't know.

Run me a bath.

You haven't got time.

Besides, the baron's taken
all the hot water.

The baron.

Then I shall go
and step into it with him.

Miss Elizabeth!

How can you even imagine
such a thing?

[ Laughs ]
Oh, don't look so shocked, Rose.

We're living in modern times.

[ Gasps ]

[ Door slams ]

[ Door opens ]

HUDSON: Good evening,
Lady Prudence, Sir Adam.

ADAM:
Good evening, Hudson.

We're not together, Hudson.

We both arrived on the doorstep
at exactly the same moment.

A pure accident.

ROSE:
[ Crying ]

Delightful vision
of a lady in distress.

A madhouse.

Rose...

- You get away from me!
- Don't --

Rose! How dare you behave like
that in front of the guests!

I'm sorry, Mr. Hudson,
but I-l...

-[ Sobs ]
- What's the matter with you?

Do you know why she's crying?

Don't ask me!
It's naught to do with me!

-[ Bell rings]
Right. Upstairs, you.

Serve the drinks.

Go on with you, now!
Look sharp!

All right, Rose.

Now, you tell me
what this is all about.

I can't, Mr. Hudson.

But I'm all right now.

Promise.

Can't think why I was invited
tonight, and at the last minute.

Can't think why I was invited
tonight, and at the last minute.

I'm sorry, Prudence, darling,

but Richard insisted
we should get someone for Adam.

And who could I ask
but an old friend?

Most unfortunate,
as far as I'm concerned.

I thought
it was common knowledge --

I can't be in the same room
as Adam Blake.

He once grossly insulted me
in Sebastopol.

I think you might have shown
a little more tact.

But that was ages ago.

And anyway, I always wondered
if it was quite true.

- It was true.
- It's high time you made it up.

[ Door opens ]

Ah, Klaus.
There you are.

I think you know Lady Prudence,
don't you?

Oh, yes.

RICHARD: Baron, I don't think
you've met Sir Adam Blake.

Baron Klaus Von Rimmer.

Good evening, Baron.

Come and have some champagne.

Alfred.

PRUDENCE:
Yes, I think so.

What do you think?

Yes, he amounts to the type.

That, uh, strong
Teutonic bone structure,

dashing with the ladies.

When do we get the documents
to sign?

- After dinner.
- Over the port. Sound idea.

- The least fuss.
Absolutely.

Oh, my dear Baron,
we shall miss you terribly.

You've added luster
to an otherwise dim season.

You'll find some excuse
to return in the New Year?

KLAUS: Unfortunately, the
Deutsche Reisebank have given me

only a limited number
of their methods to study,

and I've exhausted them all.

Then you must return
under your own steam,

if you'll forgive the vulgarity.

I'm sure Elizabeth
would wish it.

If they won't have you here,

then you must come
and stay with me.

The most eligible widow
in London

and the handsome young baron
under the same roof?

What would the gossips say?

I invite the Baron here and now
to return to us in January.

But you have your elections.

We shall parade you
on the hustings.

Then they'll have to
give us women the vote.

Marjorie, my dear, you look
younger and lovelier than ever.

Thank you.

Prudence, dear,
come and look at this.

I picked it up in Sotheby's
the other day.

Oh, it's enchanting.

I want you to grace me
a long-kept secret.

With the greatest of pleasure.

What did you do to Prudence
in Sebastopol?

ADAM: [Laughs]
Well, now, that's a long story.

ELIZABETH: Mother wants you
to play for us after dinner.

- Will you?
- KLAUS: If it pleases you.

ELIZABETH: It won't please me.
I shall probably cry.

KLAUS: Then Rose must fetch you
a handkerchief.

ELIZABETH:
[Speaking German]

[ Indistinct conversations]

Mr. Hudson, could I have a word
with you, please?

Not now, Rose.

Please, Mr. Hudson.
I can't hold it in no longer.

Pull yourself together, girl.

Come on.
Outside, quickly.

ADAM: [ Laughing ] And now
she can never forgive me!

[ Indistinct conversations]

-[ Door closes]
-[ Laughter]

PRUDENCE:
What are they finding so funny?

You're absolutely sure
about this?

And you've told me everything?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

But you must understand that
I've never in all my days --

All right, Rose.
I understand your feelings.

You go downstairs
to the dining room.

Oh, I couldn't, Mr. Hudson.

I couldn't serve at table
tonight.

Not with Miss Elizabeth there

and me knowing what I know
and I'm still thinking --

And that's why you've got to
keep working, Rose --

so she's kept from knowing.

But what about Alfred?

You leave Alfred to me.

He won't be there.

And, Rose...
keep all this to yourself.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Good girl.

Off you go, then.

Hear these new
dreadnought battleship things

are absolutely no use at all,
Sir Adam.

They sink
if you so much as look at them.

That may well be, dear lady,

if they come
under your hypnotic gaze.

Go downstairs
and wait in my pantry.

Stay there and talk to no one
till I've seen you.

[Snaps fingers]
Off you go, now.

MARJORIE:
Hudson, are you nearly ready?

- I think we are.
- Very nearly, my lady.

MARJORIE:
Hudson, where's Rose?

She has duties in
the dining room, Miss Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH:
Oh, bother.

I wanted her to fetch me
a handkerchief.

Might I have a brief word
with you, sir, in private?

- What now, Hudson?
- If you would, sir.

[ Door opens ]

It is possible, of course, sir,
that the girl was mistaken.

No, Rose would never speak
on such a matter

unless she was certain.

That was my opinion, too, sir.

I take it the gentleman

-will not be staying for dinner?
- On the contrary, Hudson.

It's a matter
of vital government importance

that the Baron remain
in this house

for the next two hours at least.

I have a detective inspector

arriving from Scotland Yard
at 10:00.

He'll ring at the back door.

See that he's attended to until
I specifically call for him.

- I understand, sir.
- And, Hudson...

I rely on your
absolute discretion

and ask you to deal with Alfred.

I will, sir.

In the meantime, will you ring
the gong for dinner?

Certainly, sir.

What did Hudson want?

Oh, nothing.
Just some domestic problem.

- Why didn't he come to me?
- I really couldn't say.

Then I shall ask him.

No, Marjorie, you won't,
Not on this occasion.

- I insist.
- And I said no, Marjorie.

Be ruled by me
just once in a while.

I'll explain it all later.

Is it your intention that
we should continue our vendetta

to our grave, Sir Adam?

What vendetta, dear lady?
I was not aware --

You know perfectly well
to what I'm referring.

An incident in Sebastopol
some years ago

when you wounded me deeply.

- Were we deep-sea fishing?
- What?

The only woman
I ever remember wounding deeply

was a lady I once
went deep-sea fishing with.

I got her by accident
with a harpoon.

If I was a gentleman, I would
have demanded satisfaction.

And as a gentleman, madam,

I should have been forced
to give it to you.

Oh!

You're as incorrigible as ever.

ADAM:
That goes without saying.

Incorrigibles ripen with age,
like most other fruits.

-[ Laughter]
Excuse me.

I have to make
an urgent telephone call.

Will you please excuse me?

Of course.

Did I tell you

dear Agatha's been invited
to Belvoir for the weekend?

- Oh, good. That's nice.
- Yes.

- How boring for her.
-[ Gong sounds]

- Ah.
- Shall we have dinner?

It's no good, Mr. Hudson.
I can't go through with it.

Rose, here they come.

Ah, how delightful always to
enter the Bellamy dining room.

Such a feeling
of happy anticipation.

And happy returns.

- Sir.
- Thank you, Hudson.

Where's that lugubrious footman
of yours, Marjorie?

The one who always
makes me laugh.

Yes, Hudson, where is Alfred?

He's indisposed, milady.

Will you be waiting for the
baron before commencing, sir?

Certainly, Hudson.
Of course.

So, uh, we're to have
a German baron for dinner.

I hope he tastes
as good as he looks.

Well, I'm sure he'll be
more to my tastes

than some of your dreadful
jokes, Sir Adam.

ELIZABETH: well, so that
we don't all starve to death,

I'll go and look for him,
shall I?

- Will you excuse me?
- Sweet child.

One can't help observing

how very much in love
she seems to be.

-[ Indistinct conversations]
- His room's quite empty!

His clothes
aren't in the cupboard!

What?

He's gone.

It's so awful.

And that I should have
invited him to stay.

A pervert in our house.

You weren't to know.

And then to corrupt our footman
and take him away.

Well, perhaps they deserved
each other.

Poor little Elizabeth.

She was so in love with him.

What on earth shall I tell her?

I mean, she's too young
to be exposed to such things.

It would destroy so much
for her.

I'll go up to Elizabeth
in a moment.

Alone.

Richard, she must never know.

I want you to leave this to me
and trust me.

He was a spy, Rose.

Do you know about spies?

Yes, Miss Elizabeth.

An agent who sells
deadly weapons,

using me, I suppose, to get
to Papa and compromise him.

Do you think that's bad?

Yes, Miss Lizzie.

But Father was too clever
for him.

He brought in Sir Adam,

who's a celebrated spy-catcher
from the navy.

You'd never think it.

But they were going to
arrest him.

He must have realized,
so he left.

Without a goodbye.

To get home in time
for Christmas.

Better than a Brixton cell,
anyway.

I've finished now, Miss Lizzie.

That's all right.

Night, Rose.

Good night, Miss Elizabeth.

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