All language subtitles for White Mischief xx

As your agent, it isn't my business of
course to advise you financially.

Then don't.

Frankly, Sir Dales, the
estates are a reliable

source of income,
particularly at this time.

And I know Courtney agrees with me.

To sell may not be exactly prudent.

Who's Courtney?

Your accountant, Sir.

After all, the land has been in your
family for centuries.

What if we lose the war over there?

Have you thought of that?

Lose the war, Sir?

Ah, Diana.

Morning, Jack.

How was the ride?

Oh, it was marvelous.

Morning, Sir.

Very sorry about your log.

Oh, don't worry about that.

The gardener's will deal with it.

Well, here's to love.

Very funny.

You don't think he's rather old?

I like older men.

They have more money.

My mother married for a title,
and look what happened to her.

I'm not your mother, thank God.

Well, it closes most of your options,
that's all.

You're a man.

You like wars.

I don't.

Kiss me, Huey.

Now tell me that you love me.

I love you.

You know I do.

Then wish me luck.

Here's to lions, tigers...

And rich men.

There are no tigers in Africa.

Aren't there?

What are there, then?

Um, ostriches, baboons, hyenas...

Well, here's to all of them.

And to respectability, at last.

Ah, fuck off!

Take this!

Okay, play man.

Take the man!

Take the man!

Where's the bloody ball?

Good luck, Gilbert.

Come along, Gilbert.

Forget about your massage and come and
have some fun, hm?

Okay!

Oh, the drinks!

Who does nothing right?

We, her beloved, she yearns for each
night.

C is for Colville, who's gone off his
head.

D is for de Trafford, who hates being wed.

E is for everyone hot in season.

S is for crafty, light-winged...
Oh, Idina, don't be ridiculous.

You were my wife.

Besides, I want to sleep with Alice.

I'm sleeping with Alice.

Come on, Raymond, you've been sleeping
with her for weeks.

Well, who's it going to be?

Gilbert.

This is frankly unsettling.

Doesn't anybody want to fuck me?

John Gilbert, she's a nice woman.

No.

I expect it'll have to be me, as usual.

Oh, come on, Joss.

Blow again.

Are you happy?

Of course, darling.

Oh, Jock, what are you up to?

Still selling off the family estate to pay
for your racehorses.

I've decided I'm not much use in England.

I think I'd have served the war effort far
better here, with my farm.

Producing food for the troops.

Exactly.

Yes, that is the most important,
our most vital role in Kenya.

Is champagne all right?

Oh, splendid.

Ah.

Diana.

Let me introduce you.

Veris Delamere.

Diana.

How do you do?

How do you do?

June Carberry.

Hello.

My wife.

Jock, she's absolutely ravishing.

Gerald.

I must fly.

I have a council meeting.

We must dine together when you settle in.

Lovely to meet you.

Oh, do come and sit by me.

I've heard so much about you.

What sort of council would that be?

Gladys, the Mayor of Nairobi.

Good Lord.

Sir Del, sir.

Forgive me.

Your mail.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Now, do tell me everything.

London seems so very far away.

Sir Del, may I take this
opportunity to say what a pleasure

it is to have yourself and
Lady Broughton as our guests.

I trust you had a pleasant journey.

Possible.

Something the matter, darling?

No.

No.

Will you excuse me?

I have to send a telegram.

How is morale?

Is it hideously low?

No.

People seem frightfully optimistic.

Everyone's joining up.

That's a nice camera.

Is this one of those newfangled German
ones?

Yes.

It's for when we go on safari.

I want to take some photographs of the big
game.

Talking of big game.

There's one of the biggest in the colony.

Isn't he splendid?

Who is he?

Jos Earl.

Lord Earl.

Fought in line to the throne of Scotland.

I see.

No money at all.

Oh.

Confidentially, he's a frightful cad.

Divorced heaven knows how many times.

Rogered every girl in the colony.

Practically.

My God.

Alistair Sean's here.

What's she doing here?

I didn't know she'd been allowed back into
the country.

She's one of the original Happy Valley
crowd.

They're supposed to get up to all sorts of
things.

Especially during the rainy season.

Jos is one of them, actually.

Why wasn't she allowed back into the
country?

She shot her husband, Raymond.

In Kenya?

No.

In the balls.

Jos.

Um.

No, I don't want to be shot.

No.

Jos.

Jock.

Good God.

Do excuse me.

Come and meet my wife.

Catch up with me later, all right?

Diana.

I want to talk to you.

I want you to meet one of the most amusing
men in Africa.

Jos Hell.

How do you do?

Welcome to paradise.

May I take your photograph?

Well, of course, but whatever for?

Well, Jock insists I photograph anything
that takes my fancy.

Is ours down there somewhere?

I think so.

Can't tell where exactly.

Well, that's Jack Soames' land.

I believe he owns the next two valleys as
well.

Yeah.

You must be awfully happy here.

Kip Tobey.

Ice.

I was saying to Jock that
when Nairobi gets tiresome, it

might be fun to come and
see him and live on the farm.

What is it?

Oh, uh, coffee, I think.

Or is it cattle?

Not a hope.

The ground is poisoned.

Is it?

Soames has been pouring his family's money
into this place for years.

Might just as well pour it down the drain.

Do you

sleep with your husband?

Occasionally.

I'd rather like to have a go.

Me neither.

No.

But don't let me stop you.

No.

I knew you were there.

It worn you out.

Be pull of yourself, yes, ma'am.

Well, you know, listening to the old
Financial School.

I think she should have the 3-2.

Ah, thank you.

The 45 may be too heavy.

Keep it.

Thank you.

Good night, Jock.

Breakfast at 8?

Right.

Thank you.

I love children.

He's been asking about you all week.

I've met men like Errol before.

I wish I could say I have.

Ah, did you enjoy Nina?

Different.

Brightly artistic.

If you like that kind of thing.

What's the most you've ever spent?

In a good year, 1926 I think it was,
I spent 120,000.

First date, it was quite easy.

Bishop Gamble, the rest is sheer
extravagance.

Hello, Biffy.

Pleasant evening?

Very.

Any tips for tomorrow, Jock?

Errol's the man to ask.

Trouble with this place is that there
simply aren't any decent breeders.

Perhaps we should have a few shipped out
from England.

War office wouldn't wear it.

Oh, there's Carberry.

He saw me in a show.

I think he married me for my legs.

How did you marry him?

With title.

Considering it's the biller's first term,
I think she did awfully well.

Mrs. Whitley says
she'll probably be able to

go to point work next
term, which is all...

I feel special so far.

Some steak tartare with your blancmanteau.

May

I have the next dance?

I take silence to mean consent.

How very convenient for you.

You don't mind, do you, Jock?

No, you two carry on.

I'm going to push off.

Are you sure?

I have to go out for the crack of dawn
tomorrow.

I leave her in your capable hands,
Jock.

And

what have we here?

Fresh meat?

Are you going to tell your husband,
or shall I?

You wouldn't, by any chance, have a
chocolate-covered lobster.

What's the matter?

I'm hot.

I think I want to go home.

I want to make love to you.

You can't say that.

You can't just come out and say that.

How dare you?

Take me home.

Miss Testy.

Miss Testy.

Diana, come and sit on the bed.

I'm very proud of you, you know.

Everybody was frightfully impressed.

Were they?

Did you have an enjoyable time?

I'm very sleepy, Jock.

Would you?

You don't mind, do you?

No, of course not.

Turn around, darling, let me look at you.

You're exquisite.

Ah,

that's Gilbert Colville.

Looking for Joss, I dare say.

He's rather peculiar looking.

He went native about five years ago,
lives with the Massa.

Joss is his only friend.

God knows why.

He's a very interesting man.

He's a bloody lunatic.

He's the richest man in Kenya.

Nobody can get more than two words out of
him.

I'm sure, Ike.

If you can, I'll buy you a fair coat.

Pass them in your apron, Ray.

I don't trust fillies at this time of
year.

They're coming into season.

Makes them unpredictable.

Here's a tip for you, Diana.

Pasta's not so bad Excuse me!

I've a thousand pounds of April red.

Jock, isn't that rather excessive?

Some lucky lids on him.

I'm arena's girl.

I like fishing.

Every time I see his fingernails, I
thank God I don't have to look at his feet.

Gilbert!

Let me introduce you.

You know, Jock.

Diana, his wife.

How do you do?

He's not here.

Possibly on the court.

Gilbert, Jock's made a wager with Diana.

He says that if you say more than two
words, he'll buy her a fur coat.

Really?

Five to one here.

How do you feel about spending a weekend
with me down at my house in Malindi?

Who's for a swim?

Why don't you two go off on your own?

I couldn't move a limb.

Do you possess a swimming costume?

What is it tonight, Abdullah?

Brown Winsor soup, roast beef and Yorkshire
pudding, plum duff and custard, Joanna.

I don't mind.

I think I'll skip the soup.

I'm going to marry you.

I'm already married.

The more I see of men, the more I like
dogs.

Why, what happened?

Nothing.

You two seem to get on quite well.

Not really.

Just reducing his touch.

Oh, Diana, do tell.

Is he absolutely to die for?

At least that's what they say.

Is he really such a hopeless philanderer?

Laddy says he can't get on with women.

So he gets off with them.

You know, Nancy, why water?

Well, they say he rogered her on the
billiard table at the Norfolk.

Still, rather a weekend of ecstasy than a
lifetime of drudgery.

Don't you agree?

Jog.

I'm going up to my room.

I've had a long day.

Diana.

I've missed you this weekend.

Have you?

Look on the veranda.

I've got something for you.

What is it?

I'm not quite sure.

Oh, Chuck, it's adorable.

Oh, by the way, Errol telephoned.

He's invited us up to dinner tomorrow
night at the Gin Palace.

Ah.

Hello.

You

do realize what's going on, don't you?

No.

No, I don't.

What are you going to do about it?

You'll soon tire of her.

How do you know?

Because he's in love with me.

I'm in love with you.

Are you really?

And you're in love with me too,
aren't you?

I don't know.

Diana.

Diana!

Diana!

You've made your conquest, Joss.

Now I'm going back to my husband.

And his money.

This is the reason we're here.

Magnificent cattle country.

What do you think of it, Fess?

Well, I'll do my best,
sir, but if the rains

don't come soon, we're
going to be in trouble.

Well, they'll come.

Are you all right, my dear?

Yes, I'm fine.

You're rather quiet.

I'm fine.

Not bored?

The fact is, with prices as they are,
these cattle could be extremely valuable.

Or not.

We can open up the South Valley and grow
some wheat.

What do you say, Macpherson?

Oh, I don't... Don't
be so gloomy, man.

I tell you, I can do more here for the war
effort than I can ever do in England.

A thousand acres of wheat per annum.

A thousand pigs.

Two thousand quid's worth of milk every
month.

A ton of vegetables every bloody week.

I tell boys to start dishing now,
partner.

The leadership must have been delayed.

Yes, sir.

That's fine.

Let's hang on another five minutes.

We're so alike, you and I.

You know, there used to be a saying in
Happy Valley.

What happens to a girl when she loses her
looks?

Answer nothing.

Oh, Joss.

What happens when you've bought and sold
yourself so many times?

There's nothing left.

You thought we had everything.

And we have nothing.

And if you were to ask, I don't believe
any one of us could tell you why.

I told you, this is paradise.

Well, it isn't.

Sometimes I think
Gilbert Colville's the

only one who's found
a way of living with it.

Why me?

I want you for my sake, Diana.

I'm being entirely selfish.

I want you more than I've ever wanted
anyone in my rather shoddy life.

I want you to save me from myself.

Joss...

I love you.

You came home late last night.

Did I?

Oh, I'm sorry.

June insisted we had another drink at the
club.

Ah.

Harold, then?

Yes.

As a matter of fact, he did drop by.

My God, I'm late.

I promised June I'd meet her at half past.

Look, I really must dash.

She'll be waiting for me.

I'll be back for dinner.

By the way, I've booked us a passage to
Ceylon.

What?

I need to look at some property there.

We leave at the end of the month.

But the house is only half furnished.

Oh, it's simply madness to go away now.

Let's talk about it later, shall we?

I simply must dash.

I'll be late for June.

Jock.

Please, sit down.

The reason I come to see you, Joss,
is to ask you a favor.

If I can do it, I will.

You can.

It's to do with Diana.

I'm not an unreasonable man.

I've never restricted Diana's pleasures in
any way.

Nor do I want to.

She's a young woman, and young women need
to be kept amused.

Unfortunately, you've not been very
discreet.

Damn it, Joss... You believe me.

The old, bloody Colin is talking about
your affair with my wife.

I see.

We've known each other a long time...

and I think we respect each other.

On my part, I've always liked you
enormously.

You remind me of myself when I was your
age.

Really?

As a friend, Joss, I'm asking you to call
a halt.

I think in the long run it'll be best for
Diana, too.

Have you spoken to her?

No.

I'm hoping I shan't have to.

I'm hoping I can rely on you to resolve
the situation.

I've changed my mind.

We won't be dining after all.

Tell Luale to bring the car around.

Can I help you, sir?

Has my wife, Lady Broughton, arrived yet?

I'll check.

They're on the floor, Doc.

Ah.

Doc, what are you doing here?

You said you'd be back for dinner.

Did I?

No, I'm sorry, I think you've got it
wrong.

I said I was going out tonight.

You said you'd be back for dinner.

Please, Jock, don't make a scene.

I'm going home.

You coming?

No, it's too early.

When will you be finished?

I'll send Luale to pick you up.

No.

I'll stay at the club tonight.

The club?

Why?

I don't know how late I'll be.

Is Errol here?

Yes, I think so.

Jock.

Hello, Jock.

How are you?

Would you bring Diana home tonight?

Well, yes, if she wants me to.

As a friend, Jock.

Bring her home.

Have you asked her?

I'm asking you.

Ah.

Hmm.

I'm sorry, Jock.

Can't do that.

Why not?

Because she's spending the night with me.

I don't think he'll give you any trouble.

The only thing that interests Joss Errol
is cash.

He married his first two wives for their
cash.

Has Diana any cash?

No.

Well, you're all right, then.

But there is the pact.

There is the pact.

The what?

When we married, I made a
promise that were she to fall

in love with somebody else,
I would not stand in her way.

What on earth for?

She said she'd do the same for me.

Hmm.

You didn't promise her any money,
did you?

Five thousand a year for the next seven
years.

Good Lord.

I think you've been a bit of a chump.

How much money have you got?

Jock, I really don't see that that's any
business of yours.

Well, I do.

Diana is still my wife.

And if you're going to keep her,
you'd better be able to afford it.

I expect to know about our arrangement.

She did mention it, yes.

But she won't ask me to honor it,
you know.

That's one of the best things about Diana.

She's very straight about money.

Refill.

You know, Diana and I have been most
frightfully happy together.

Proceed, my son.

Achieve us a stage.

I can't bear the thought of you belonging
to Jock.

I'd like to marry you very much.

But we haven't any money.

Well, there's my army salary.

Yes.

And you have your money from Jock.

I couldn't possibly take it.

No.

No, of course not.

Where's the toast?

I've done it.

What?

I've done it.

On the metal piece in the drawing room.

You'll find a small revolver.

I'll put it in the armory, will you?

And bring me back the key.

Yes, Father.

Morning.

Morning, Jock.

Morning.

How are you, Jim Sabu?

How are you this morning, Joan?

Very awful.

Boyan.

What is it?

A gun, not that one.

Code 32.

Two-inch barrel.

Yes, Inspector.

Thank you.

What's going on?

We had a thief last night.

Will you still go to Salon?

Yes.

Naturally, I shall honor our arrangement.

Don't want to be a bad loser.

Much too boring.

Why don't we all have dinner at the club
tonight?

Celebrate.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

She was telling him about this firm of
bakers in London...

who deliver bread ready sliced,
and George said...

I hope this new labour-saving device will
soon spread to golf balls.

A toast.

To love.

To the happy couple.

And may the noble House of Errol be
blessed with an heir.

Well, thank you for a marvellous dinner.

You're not going.

Thank you, George.

Good night, Junie.

You've been wonderful.

Good night, George.

Joss, Joss, Joss.

Where are you?

Just do me a favour, Joss.

Probably the club.

Bring her back before dawn, Joss.

Yes, all right, Joss.

Sporting days are over.

His little light is out.

What used to be his sex appeal is now his
water spout.

Oh, do shut up.

But you're broke.

I have prospects.

What prospects?

Here, in the army.

A career?

All right.

This is the land of opportunity.

I might try pioneering.

Joss, one more dance and you can take me
home.

I'd rather be a shit in London than a
pioneer in Africa.

Alice, we're going on safari.

How enchanting.

Tanganyika.

I should like to come.

It would be fun, wouldn't it?

Never mind.

Joss.

Hm?

You don't have to worry about money.

What makes you so sure about that?

Because I've got some.

I don't want it.

What do you mean?

I don't want anything with Joss.

Other than what I've already got.

It's all right.

I'll take him upstairs.

I don't want him here.

Come on, Joss.

No.

But I have to.

No, no.

I'll get a light.

I can do that.

What's the problem?

Has there been an accident?

For God's sake!

Hello?

Is that you, Gladdy?

What do you mean?

Oh...

No!

Boy, there's a lot of rubbish in the
kitchen yard.

See that it's burnt immediately.

Oh, Joss.

Oh, Joss.

Mama...

Oh, for heaven's sake, Alice.

Alice...

No, Sabu, please.

Now you're mine forever, Joss.

Not possible, Miss Sabu.

Sir Delves?

I'm afraid there are one or two questions
I must put to you.

Mains?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Mains.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What are people saying?

As far as I know, they are right behind
you.

How do you feel now?

No more doubts?

No.

Because I'd rather they hang me now if you
still love me.

Well, I doubt.

I was fond of him too, you know.

Yes, I know.

Where are we going?

Oh, anywhere.

Oh, Junie.

This is the remnant
of the Czech stocking

which you say you
retrieved from the bonfire.

Yes, it is.

Was there anything peculiar about it?

Yes, I noticed some stains which I took to
be blood.

Recalling evidence on them, Lord.

How long did it take you, Superintendent,
to walk from the murder spot to the house?

25 minutes.

And that was at a normal pace?

Yes.

Thank you, Superintendent.

Your witness, Mr. Morris.

Chief Superintendent Poppe, you are a man
of 43.

45.

Sound right.

You are a man of 42.

And so, you were killed in the fire.

Yes, I am.

But you were shot in the head by the
police.

Is there anything in
this crime to preclude the

possibility of it being
the work of a woman?

No.

Amongst the letters which you found in
Lord Errol's house, were some from a

certain lady notorious for
having revenged herself for

the disloyalty of a lover by
shooting him with a revolver.

Yes.

And have you discounted the possibility of
her being a suspect?

I have.

On what grounds?

On evidence that she was in bed with a
gentleman at the time.

But we weren't doing anything!

Well, I can remember.

At this party to which you refer,
what did you say to the accused?

I attempted to console him.

I do not remember my exact words.

How would you describe his attitude?

Morose.

Bitter.

Resentful.

Resentful enough to contemplate the murder
of his wife's lover?

Objection.

In my opinion, yes.

Sustained.

No more questions.

This moroseness that you describe,
could it not be attributable to the fact

that the accused was obliged to wear
women's clothes?

I do not think so.

You find that quite normal?

It was simply a party.

Were you in love with Lord Errol?

I was fond of him, yes.

We had been friends for many years.

I put it to you, Lady Delamere, that
you were extremely fond of the deceased.

That, like many women in this court,
you have been his mistress.

Objection.

Sustained.

And that you are now so upset over his
death that you have become irrational.

Objection.

Strike that from the record.

Thank you.

Your defense man is good.

That one should be the amount I'm paying
him.

You can afford it, Jock.

It's a bit rough.

However, there's not going to be a
disadvantage.

No, don't worry.

No jury in Africa is going to convict an
English gentleman.

After all, there is a war on.

Rains are late.

What are they saying at the club?

This doesn't help.

It's Diana I feel sorry for.

This beastly trial is harder for her than
it is for me.

After it's all over, I'd like to get her
something special.

What do you think she'd like?

Pearls?

Lady Delamere, anything to say to the
standards?

Oh, you want to be clear about it?

Lady Delamere?

Lady Delamere?

Yes.

Oh, you're not... Excuse me.

Yes.

Oh, no.

That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry.

Lady Brooke?

Lady Brooke?

Lady Brooke?

Hello, sorry.

Point of the trial.

Just one.

You killed him?

You vicious... Lady Brooke?

Are you all right?

Madam, your name...
I didn't know her.

Please, let us through.

This is a picture of a
cartridge case found at

Soames Farm, where the
shooting practice took place.

Yes.

Would you point out what brought your
attention to this?

You'll see, here, here and here,
these are the powder markings.

The powder is black.

It is of a type which is extremely rare.

It has not been in use since the Great
War.

Thank you.

May it please the court, I should like the
jury to re-examine Exhibit 29.

His Lordship's ear, as you can see,
is peppered with black powder.

May I hear?

Oh, this is too much.

No further questions.

Mr. Fowkes, remind me.

Was the revolver stolen from the house of
the accused ever recovered?

No.

So you have not had the opportunity of
examining it?

No.

Thank you.

What do you expect to be the effect of
this trial on world opinion?

I would have thought the world was far too
busy to pay any attention.

Is there a war on?

Are you the lady the defense counsel
referred to?

Which one?

The one who shot her husband.

Which husband?

It's being said that it's a scandal that
while people in England are suffering

rationing and the Blitz... I
have just the thing for you.

The way people, some people, seem to
behave here in Kenya...

It's such a treacherous climate.

We all have to take care of our skin.

Countess, may I ask you, were you in love
with Lord Errol?

But of course, everyone was.

Is that true?

Oh, yes, that's true, all right.

You see, I'm very rarely in love.

But when I am, I know it.

Because this violent heat shoots through
my nipples.

Were you very upset by his death?

No.

Jos is very lucky.

He'll always be who he is.

He'll never grow old.

I was an officer in the Irish Guards for
17 years.

I have been a magistrate for 22 years.

When I left England, I was chairman of the
bench of the county of Chester.

You have inherited considerable wealth.

Yes.

One of your hobbies was horse racing.

Yes, I've owned racehorses for more than
25 years.

Winning and losing without regret?

Most certainly.

Before you married
Lady Broughton, was any

pact or arrangement
entered into your mind?

Between you governing your future?

Yes, the pact was that if either of us
fell in love with anybody else,

we would release each other.

So you would say that you were fully
prepared for the events which followed.

Even though you did not welcome her.

It was a risk worth taking.

When did you first learn of the affair
with your wife?

When Lady Delamere told me.

Did you feel any bitterness or resentment?

No.

Only sadness.

There was nothing I could do but resign
myself to the situation.

And what did you decide to do?

I decided to go off to Ceylon
on my own and return after

three months to see if my
wife had changed her mind.

Was that likely?

Girls do.

Were you aware of Lord Errol's reputation
as a ladies' man?

I would prefer not to answer that question
unless very much pressed.

Yes.

Well, let us now come to the evening of
the 23rd January.

You dined with your wife, Lady Corbury,
and the deceased at the Mothaic Club.

Yes.

What was the atmosphere?

Very jolly, as I recall.

Lady Corbury, in her testimony, has
stated that you drank heavily that night.

I may have had a little too much to drink.

Lady Corbury says she accompanied you home
and that she had to help you upstairs.

I'm afraid I can't remember.

She may have done.

Do you swear under oath that you did not
leave the house that night?

I could not have left the house without
somebody hearing me.

The house was full of servants.

Is it true that while you were with your
regiment and about to embark for France in

the autumn of 1916, that you were laid low
with a severe case of sunstroke?

Yes.

And that the findings of the Medical Board
of the British Army were that as a result

of that, that you suffered a weakness in
your right leg and in the grip of your

right hand, and that you were afflicted
with night blindness?

Yes.

Chief Superintendent Poppy, a man,
said, and sound in wind and limb,

has stated that he made
the distance from the

scene of the crime to
your house in 25 minutes.

Would you be physically capable of doing
that?

No, I would not.

Chief Superintendent Poppy
has drawn our attention to

the burning of some rubbish
on the day after the murder.

We have seen the remains of a Czech
stocking that he found there.

You did not recognize this stocking?

I've never owned a pair of Czech stockings
in my life.

May I ask why you decided to light a
bonfire on this particular occasion?

It needed to be done.

I was very much distressed by the news of
Lord Errol's death.

I thought it might cheer me up.

I've always loved a bonfire.

Do you consider yourself a sportsman and a
gentleman?

In short, a man of your word?

I do.

Thank you.

You may sit if you wish.

Thank you.

Sir Delves.

Do you consider it a coincidence that Lord
Errol was shot with a Colt revolver of the

same model as the one that was stolen from
you?

I have not thought about it.

I have not thought about it.

You testified that you
thought it very flattering

for a man to fall in
love with your wife.

I think it is.

One always likes to see one's possessions
admired.

Much in the same way as if you have a
beautiful picture?

Exactly.

But does it not become a very different
thing when your friend, instead of merely

looking at and admiring
your picture, proceeds to

remove it from the wall
and take it away with him?

What was your reaction to the news of the
death of Lord Errol?

I was dumbfounded.

But wasn't it a very satisfactory solution
to your troubles?

Not at all.

What do you mean?

I do not think that any man
would relish resuming life

with a woman who is madly
in love with another man.

Even if that man were dead.

I am going to the church.

Will you or not, baby?

I am going to the church.

If your husband is acquitted, will you
continue my life together?

I am sorry.

Are you still in love with Lord Errol?

I love my husband.

One more question, Lady Broughton.

Please, please.

Thank you.

Lady Broughton, the car will be here any
second.

Lady Broughton, what would you say to me?

My car isn't right.

No, no.

Lady Broughton, may I ask you one
question, please?

Lady Broughton.

Lady Broughton.

Lady Broughton.

Lady Broughton.

Lady Broughton.

Are you still in love with Lord Errol?

I am extremely grateful.

For the time.

Lady Broughton.

Do you find the accused, Sir Henry Jock
Delves Broughton, guilty or not guilty of

the murder of Captain, the Right
Honourable Jocelyn Victor Hay,

22nd Earl of Errol and Baron Kilmarnock?

Not guilty, my Lord.

Silence.

Silence.

And is that the verdict of you all?

It is, my Lord.

The accused is acquitted and discharged.

Didn't get me that time.

Our whole way of life here is over.

That man has done for all of us.

That's not funny.

What's not funny?

Lizzie says everyone thinks I did it.

So close.

Here, wait any moment.

Yes.

Diana, I think Jock has a little something
for you.

It's not the right moment.

Go on.

What is it?

Come on, lads.

What is it?

The deeds to the gin palace.

I thought we could live there.

Errol's house.

Isn't that rather morbid?

He's got the bitch back.

He might as well have the cow.

Jock.

Would you forgive me for a moment?

Excuse me.

I've always thought Jock an appalling man.

You don't marry girls like Diana.

Keep them, yes.

That's different.

Come on.

Come on.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

K is for love into which we all fall,
M is for money, we always need more of,

N is for Nina, but no one's quite sure.

O is the outrage with nothing to gain,
P is the pain.

Oh god, not another fucking beautiful day.

Alice.

Why not?

You awake?

What is it?

I was asleep.

I'm sorry.

I was wondering...

Forgive me.

May I?

I have a few problems.

Nothing terrible.

Just my new worries.

You really loved Joss, didn't you?

I think you loved him as much as I did.

Will you come to my farm?

No.

No.

No.

No.

I wouldn't take money if I offered it.

I just want to be with the cattle.

Don't eat meat.

Blood and milk.

Very good for you.

They're the guardians, you see.

They say the cattle belong to god.

No.

Belong to me actually.

It doesn't mean a thing to them.

They're the best people in the world.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye, guys.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

See you tomorrow.

it wasn't Alice she had a remote
her only alibi is Lizzie She's dead.

She's shot herself.

Don't know what to do.

I suppose I should offer you a drink.

It's Jossie's dog.

Alice was looking after it.

Not a bad little dog.

Diana.

Darling, I have to go up to the farm
today.

Why don't you come with me?

Deal good.

I think I'll stay here, if you don't mind.

Darling, I think we should put this arrow
business behind us, don't you?

I thought it might be fun to have a dinner
party.

Sort of housewarming.

What do you think?

Oh, Jock.

You know nobody will come near us.

Car ready, Juana.

Runderpest.

Done for the lot of them, I'm afraid,
sir.

Couldn't you have done something?

Well, there's nothing you
can... It's not good enough.

It's not bloody good enough.

Why the devil do you think I pay you?

This is Africa, sir.

Damn you!

Bloody country!

Bloody disgrace!

There you are.

Bring me a hot starter, will you?

Yes, sir.

I'm done.

Juana?

Don't understand these bankers.

When the sun's shining, they can't wait to
lend you an umbrella.

The minute it starts to rain, they want it
back.

Yes, sir.

Come on, men.

I put it

in the I fit the Who's that?

Tea?

Thank you.

No blight.

Just a little milk.

What?

Sorry?

Sorry, I couldn't resist it.

May I?

Yeah, sure.

Do you have an ashtray?

Beside you, on the table.

Is that you and Joss?

Must have been some time ago.

Who's the other person?

That's not Jock, is he?

Yes.

Have you seen what he's wearing?

A pair of check stockings.

Here.

It'll be alright.

I'll get you away from him.

Marry me.

I'll look after you.

Marry me.

Marry you?

Not for...

Why?

You're very beautiful.

Take me home.

Anna, is that you?

What's the matter?

I've just seen a photograph of you.

Wearing check stockings.

What of it?

That was years ago.

I'll get you.

I'll get you.

I'll get you.

No!

Sorry.

Where are you going?

Away from here.

Now that I've got no money, you're leaving
me?

I'll need your money.

You're my wife, and you'll damn well
behave as my wife.

Don't you leave me.

If you leave me, I will shoot you.

What did you do?

Caridin.

I'm very disappointed with you,
Diana.

You've treated me very badly.

Don't kill me, John.

Oh, Diana.

Diana.

You don't have a drink?

Rather a good idea, isn't it?

Typical of Alice.

I'm sorry?

Requesting that a cocktail party be held
as her grave.

Ah, yes.

I'm not in a hurry.

I'll be there in a minute.

Let's go.

Very good.

I'll go.

You don't have a drink?

I'll get you a cup of tea.

You're going too far.

I've got a bit of a headache.

I'll be there with you.

I'm going to the restaurant.

I'll go to the restaurant.

Working we like with good reason G is for
Gladie, looking round for the fight H is

for heartaches, to the left and to the
right A

is Idina, so fragile, so frail J is for
Joss, the sting in her tail K is for

Kimia, kisses L is for love into which we
all fall M is for money, we always need

more of N is for Nina, who no one's quite
sure O is the outrage with nothing to gain

P is the pain