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My parents died when I was very young,
so there's no one to ask where it came

from.

I've grown accustomed to being on my
own.

Some say too accustomed.

Too independent.

My scarf.

I lost it.

You must be Farmer Oak.

Gabriel, yeah.

My aunt told me about you.

I'm working on her farm for the winter.

This is your land.

I'm trespassing.

You're welcome here.

Good afternoon, Farmer Oak. Good
afternoon, Miss.

Come by, George.

George, away.

Enough, George.

Enough.

Stand. Stand.

George, stand.

Away.

Away.

George, away.

He doesn't know when to stop, young
George.

What's this one called?

Old George.

Oh, George.

So you find me amusing, do you?

It's my throat.

And after that, she was going to be a
governess, but she was far too wild.

Always has been.

Oh.

Yes.

Bathsheba Everdeen.

I brought you a lamb.

Oh.

Thank you, Mr. Oak.

He's such a dear thing.

He's come too soon and won't last the
winter, so I thought you'd like to rear

instead.

Thank you. That's very kind.

The lamb is not why I came.

Go on.

Well, Miss Everdeen, I wanted to ask,
would you like to marry me?

I've never asked anyone before.

No.

I should hope not.

Well, perhaps I should...

Perhaps I should leave. Mr. O, there are
things to consider.

Is someone waiting for you?

No, but that doesn't mean I'll marry
you.

Good day to you, then.

Mr Oak!

Mr Oak!

Wake!

I shouldn't say I wouldn't marry you,
either.

I haven't ever really thought about it.

I have 100 acres and 200 sheep.

If I pay off the money, the farm is
ours.

You could have a piano in a year or two.

Flowers and birds and a frame for
cucumbers.

A baby or two.

Mithra. Or more.

I will always be there for you.

Mithra, I don't want a husband.

I'd hate to be some man's property.

I shouldn't mind being a bride at a
wedding if I could be one without

husband.

That's stupid talk.

You're better off than I am, Mr Oaks.

I have an education and nothing more.

You could do much, much better than me.

That's not the reason.

I'm too independent for you.

If I ever were to marry, I'd want
somebody to tame me, and you'd never be

to do it.

You'd grow to despise me.

I would not.

Ever.

Goodbye, Miss Everdeen.

It's all yours.

We take no pleasure in it.

We wish you well, Mr. Oak.

Read it.

Read!

He's left you everything.

It's all yours!

Oh my goodness!

Take care, you hear?

So who will join us, lads?

Which one of you fine boys will put on
this garlic uniform and proudly serve

queen and country?

See the world.

Form an orderly line, gentlemen, at the
front.

This gentleman in the straw hat, step
forward, sir. It's my sweetheart right

now. You, sir.

This is the pretty lady.

There's a good strong figure of man.

Join us, sir.

Come on.

You'd make a fine soldier. There's
always room in the ranks for a gentleman

your caliber. It's a roof over your
head, too.

Who wants a fine wage?

Excuse me.

You might try weather -free.

If you're looking for work, the farm
there needs all the help it can get.

I will, thank you.

You should have a cloak for a day like
this.

Francis will take care of me.

It's been my turn.

Goodbye.

Who's in charge here?

We're losing the rigs.

The rig is lost.

We need to save the bar. Come on, help
me.

Come on, get some more water.

Get some more water.

What are you doing up here?

Mr.

Oak, is that you?

Perhaps you want a shepherd, ma 'am.

I owe you an immense debt, Mr. Oak.

If I'd have lost all of this, I'd have
lost my farm.

Your farm?

My inheritance.

My home too, for a while, when my
parents died.

When my uncle passed away, he left it
for me.

Of course, it's a little ragged now.

This once used to be the finest farm for
miles.

And I intend to make it there again.

Perhaps you find the idea preposterous.

I no longer have that luxury.

I'm truly sorry to hear of your loss,
Mr. Oak.

But if our reversal of fortune causes
you any embarrassment... Not at all.

Ma 'am.

Billy Smallbury.

Nine and eight pence.

Joseph Porger.

And what do you do, Joseph?

I do general things.

And in spring I shoot the rooks and help
a pig kill him, sir.

I mean, ma 'am.

Seven and nine films.

And another nine because I'm new.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Now, Fanny Robin.

Where is Fanny Robin?

Where is she?

She's run away, ma 'am.

She's gone off with a soldier, ma 'am.

Not a soldier, a sergeant.

Bailiff Pennyways.

Here is ten shillings and a further ten.

Why?

This ends our association.

You are dismissed.

I beg pardon, miss.

When my uncle was alive, this was a
fine, productive farm.

Since his death, it has fallen into
ruin.

I can only assume... Now, see here,
miss, you can't get rid of people like

I have resolved to have no bailiff at
all. I've decided to manage everything.

You can do what you like. Mr. Pennywise,
will you listen to me for a moment?

Well, you need people like me. Mr.
Pennywise, a fire threatened to destroy

barn, and you are nowhere to be found.

I have no use for a man like you, Mr.
Pennywise.

You are dismissed.

Now

you've

all met our new shepherd, Mr. Oak.

You understand your duties, Mr. Oak?

If I don't, I'll ask, ma 'am.

From now on, you have a mistress, not a
master.

I don't yet know my talents in farming,
but I shall do my best.

Don't suppose because I'm a woman I
don't know the difference between bad

-on and good.

I shall be up before you are awake.

I shall be afield before you are up.

It is my intention to astonish you all.

Back to work, please.

Perhaps I should wait here.

No.

No, thanks, Lily.

You're my companion.

All of these?

All of them.

Head high, lady.

If they stare, do not hesitate.

Remember,

we have as much right to be here as
anyone.

Lily, if you lay things out.

Yes, Miss.

Gentlemen, shall we get back to
business?

There you go, sir.

If you feel it, you can feel the
quality.

Thank you.

Perhaps we should leave, Miss.

Farmer Stone?

Miss Everdeen?

Farmer Everdeen, please.

He talked about you with such great
admiration.

Of course you're welcome to try
elsewhere. I think you'll find the grain

as it's ever been.

Mr Stone? How much?

£5 .25.

£3 .10.

It's the same grain, Mr Stone. You paid
my uncle £5.

£3 .10.

This gentleman will pay me the proper
price.

£4. £4 .10.

£4 .05.

Perhaps I should move on.

Liddy, would you help me with the tent?
Of course.

Perhaps you'd like a sample?

How much? £5 a quarter.

Very well.

£4 .10.

heart jilted him.

People always say that.

Women don't jilt men. Men jilt us.

Did someone jilt you, Miss?

A man did ask to marry me once.

And I'm here.

But I was too restless. He died down.

What a luxury.

and my face is full of mouths of
consequence.

It wasn't like that at all.

Why?

Did you love him?

No, but I rather liked him.

Anyway, it's impossible now.

Don't shoot me, please.

I had no intention of shooting you.

Miss Everdeen.

Your neighbor.

Farmer Everdeen's niece.

I'm managing the farm alone now. Perhaps
you've heard.

Yes, I'm sure you'll do very well.

In the circumstances.

Well.

As you say, we're neighbours.

Look what I've got here.

What is it? Listen to this.

The rose is red, the violet blue,
carnations sweet, and so are you.

It's a Valentine's card.

I'm going to send it to Joseph Paulgroth
just to see the look of panic on his

stupid face.

Oh boy, it's a little bit far -fetched,
isn't it?

What about Mr. Oak, then?

No.

Not Mr. Oak.

Imagine if we sent it to Mr. Bouldward.

Ignoring you like that all high and
mighty.

Mr. Bouldward?

Because I don't think you'll see the
humour.

I bet he wouldn't breath with too much,
Mr Baldwood. You're right.

Perhaps it is.

So we're going to toss for it.

Livvy. Come on.

Open Joseph.

No, Jan Coggan.

Open Jan Coggan, clothed, Baldwood.

Sergeant Troy, 11 o 'clock.

Yes, Sergeant Troy. And?

Miss Fanny Robin.

Welcome. Step down the front.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here
in... I can

only wait a few more minutes.

She'll be here.

All right, my love. Come on.

Jump in, huh?

Bring him in, John.

Miss Everdeen's here now. You better do
your best work. I'm looking at you.

Yeah, you keep quiet, then, eh?

Come on.

What?

What'd you do it?

Perhaps you'd care to lend a hand.

You don't think I would?

No, you wouldn't.

Come here.

Good morning, Mr. Baldwood.

Miss Aberdeen?

Mr. Baldwood wondered if he might have a
word with you.

Mr. Baldwood.

Of course.

1 ,000 acres.

A mix of arable and livestock.

Adjacent to Everdeen.

An orchard.

A glasshouse.

I have some interesting pics.

Some other time, perhaps.

You have a very beautiful house.

Mr. Baldwood?

Miss Everdeen, I want very

much, more than anything, to have you as
my wife.

Miss Everdeen, marry me.

I... I feel...

Though I respect you very much, I do not
feel what would

justify me in accepting your offer.

I have known disappointments before.

But I would never have asked in this
instance had I not been led to believe.

Unless I am mistaken.

The Valentine.

No, you're not mistaken, but I should
never have sent it.

Forgive me, it was thoughtless to
disturb your peace of mind.

So you meant it as a joke?

No.

No, not as a joke.

Not exactly.

It was impetuous.

I see.

Perhaps you think I'm too old, but I
will care for you more than anyone your

age.

I'm sure you will. I will protect you.

You shall have dresses, a gig, a piano.

I amuse you.

No.

It's only... I have a piano.

And I have my own farm.

And I have no need for a husband.

No matter how honoured I am by the
offer.

I think I'd like to return home.

Yes.

I'll get someone to drive you.

Mr. Baldwin, I've made you miserable.

It was very wicked of me.

Will you reconsider?

Let me think.

Yes.

Yes, I'll give you time.

You're working late, Mr. Oak.

Please.

Here.

Bend the wheel.

Climb it.

And slide it gently.

Bend the wheel.

A bit faster.

Like that. Very good.

Now slide it.

I... Yes.

I'm getting stuck.

I wanted to ask.

Did the men say anything today about Mr.
Holford?

They did.

What did they say?

Said you'd be married before the end of
the year.

Go on.

Well, I'd like you to contradict it to
the men.

Well... Bash about. Miss Everdeen,
please.

If Mr. Baldwood did really speak of
marriage, I'm not going to tell stories

to please you.

I just said I wanted you to mention to
the man that it might not be true I was

going to marry him.

I could say that if you wish, but I
could also give you an opinion on what

you've done.

I dare say, but I don't want your
opinion, Mr. Oak.

I suppose not.

Well, what is your opinion?

That you're greatly to blame for playing
pranks on a man like Mr. Baldwin.

Your actions were unworthy of you.

Unworthy?

May I ask where my unworthiness lies?

In rejecting you, perhaps?

I've long given up thinking of that.

Or wishing it either.

But I will say this.

Leading on a man you don't care for is
beneath you.

I cannot allow a man to criticise my
private conduct who will please leave

farm at the end of the week.

I'd prefer to go at once.

Then go. I never want to see your face
again.

Very well, Miss Everdeen.

Oh, there we are.

What's wrong with them?

They broke fence and ate the young
clover.

Makes their stomachs swell.

Well, what do we do now?

Nothing. The old flock is blasted.

You mean they're all going to die?

Most probably.

Another one got here, man.

Only one way is saving them.

You must pierce their side with a tool.

A hollow tube.

Prick her inside.

Well, can you do it?

This one's still alive.

No.

Can I? Oh, good Lord, no.

One inch to the right and the left and
you kill the ewe for sure.

Not even a shepherd can do it.

As a rule.

Well, who then?

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Gabriel won't wait!

Miss Everdeen needs you.

Why are you alone?

Did you find him?

Yes, miss.

So what did he say?

He said... Joseph.

He said you're to go in person and
request him civilly in a proper manner.

Where does he get his ears? I'll do no
such thing.

He said you'd say that.

He said to reply, beggars can't be
choosers.

Mr. Oak!

Gabriel!

Gabriel.

Please don't desert me, Gabriel.

I need your help.

room for me.

Be quiet.

Find the spot.

Between the ribs.

Oh, Lord! No, no, no, no, no. No.

I can see his heartbeat.

Come on. Come on, girl.

Come on.

She'll be all right.

She'll be all right. You're all right.

You alright, Pixie? You alright, Pixie?
You alright, Pixie? Hey, Pixie! Hey,

Pixie! Hey, Pixie!

Lay me low where no one can see me,

where no one can find me, where no one

can hold me.

What are you doing?

I

have

no

voice.

fine duo.

I wanted to thank you for not
approaching me on that project again.

It's not been easy.

Do you wish me to accompany you back to
the house?

No, I like to walk around the farm every
night to make sure all is safe.

I've done it many times alone.

Good night, Mr. Baldwood.

You've been very kind.

A pleasure to see you.

I'm sorry.

I seem to be lost.

We're entangled.

Are you hurt?

No. I'm looking for Weatherbury.

I hope I didn't startle you. You've got
hitched together somehow.

Here, allow me.

No, no, please let me do it myself.

You lift your foot for a moment.

Please don't stare.

I don't think I've ever seen a face as
beautiful as yours.

You shouldn't be here.

Please, let me have the lamp.

Miss? Look.

Who is he, Louis?

Sergeant Francis Troy.

Noble blood full of promise. Very sharp
and trim.

Well educated. There's good things
expected of him.

He threw it all into your soldier.

Well, I won't have it.

What are you doing, Miss? I'm going to
tell him to leave.

Sergeant Troy, I must absolutely insist
that you leave at this very moment.

I can't.

Will you follow me, please?

What angered you exactly?

What I said or the way I said it?

You must know.

There must be some man who tells you
that you're beautiful.

Not to my face. But there is someone who
kisses you.

I've never been kissed.

Why couldn't you have just passed by and
said nothing?

Do you forgive me?

I do not. Why?

Because the things you say.

I said that you were beautiful.

I wonder if you fight as well as you
speak.

Better.

Meet me.

Tomorrow.

I can't.

You don't want to?

Yes, but... Then you must. I mustn't.

Please go now.

Tomorrow.

Eight o 'clock.

The Hollow and the Farns.

Do you trust me?

I do.

I give you my word as a soldier, I will
not harm you.

The sword is blunt.

But you must not flinch.

I'll try not to.

This sword could skin you alive.

But you told me I was safe.

And you were.

Entirely safe.

I gave you my word.

And I will take this.

Miss Everdeen, perhaps I could walk with
you.

I'm quite happy to walk by myself.

You should have nothing to do with him.

He's not good enough for you.

He's a perfectly decent man.

That's not what I believe.

Why?

What have you heard?

You don't know him at all.

It's all rumours.

Prejudice, simply because he's a
soldier. I like soldiers, but not this

believe him to have no conscience at
all.

Stay clear.

Don't listen to him. Don't believe him.

Get rid of him.

And what is it to you?

I'm not such a fool as to imagine I
might stand a chance now that you are so

above me.

But don't suppose I'm content to stay a
nobody all my life.

One day I will leave you.

You can be sure of that.

But for now, I care for you too much to
see you go to ruin because of him.

So if you don't mind, I'll... I'll stay
by your side.

Good evening.

Mr. Baldwood, you have been a dear
friend to me these past months, and it

because I value our friendship so
greatly that I am writing.

I am honored by your proposal and have
given it much thought, but I must tell

you that, to my own surprise, I have
undergone what can only be described as

change of heart, and I'm afraid I cannot
accept your offer.

Where else would I be?

Are you ready?

Are you sure?

How does it sound?

Mrs.

Bathsheba Troy.

Walk on.

A short time ago, I had the privilege
and the simple fortune

of meeting this angel, your mistress.

And now I stand before you, her husband,
your master,

and the proudest man you will ever see.

So, please, charge your glasses and sing
out.

To my most beautiful wife, Mrs.

Bathsheba Troy.

The 17th.

There's going to be a storm.

Oh, you big lump.

To me.

There's going to be a storm.

We need to protect the bricks or we'll
lose the harvest.

We need five to six men for an hour in
the morning.

Thank Batfield. No, darling, it's our
wedding celebration.

It will not rain tonight.

My wife forbids it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Friends!

One more thing.

I may no longer be Sergeant Troy, but I
remain a soldier

in this water's bath!

A triple strength dose for every man.

Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, it's I've
come a -wooing.

So you said quite the call through the
window then and... Let's get to it and

say then, over me, over me do.

No riches in pride and I cannot undo it.

Hold it down.

Still no rain.

It'll come.

Stop!

Come on.

Hold me.

Gabriel, I've been a fool.

I've always had contempt for silly girls
dazzled by flattery in a scarlet

uniform.

And now I've done what I swore I would
never do.

But he told me about another woman.

A woman more beautiful than he'd loved
before.

And I couldn't bear it.

So somewhere between jealousy and
destruction, I married him.

I don't want an opinion on the subject,
Ed.

In fact, I forbid it.

Go to bed.

I'll finish it on my own.

Gabriel.

Sir?

Mr. Baldwin, sir!

I wanted to ensure your mistress's crops
were safe.

Good work, Gabriel.

She's lucky to have you.

Wait a moment, sir.

You seem unwell, sir.

You should go home.

Yes.

Yes, I will.

Okay.

You know that things have not gone well
with me lately.

I was going to get a little settled in
life.

But, uh... It was not to be.

I dare say I'm something of a... a joke
about the parish.

But I do want to make one thing clear.

There was no jilting on her part.

We were never engaged.

No matter what people say.

She promised me nothing.

And yet...

Gabriel.

I feel the most terrible grief.

Not a word to her.

We understand each other.

Could be colder.

Do you need a spare coin, please?

No, no, no.

Hit him!

Come on!

Hit him!

Come on!

There you go.

Stay up, Mr. Coy.

Thank you.

Oh, Frank.

Darling, your hands are shaking.

I thought you said all souls, not all
saints.

I went to the wrong church.

When I got there, you'd gone. And I
don't blame you.

But it's been very hard, Frank.

Not now.

My wife wasn't here.

Your wife?

Troy is very beautiful.

No more than you.

Frank, I'm telling you, I'm carrying
your child.

What if

I told you that I'd

made a terrible mistake?

But that I will make a man.

I swear on my life, I will find a home
for you and our baby.

It's all right. No, it's fine.

Go

to

Budmouth.

Stay at the Union.

The work.

Tonight,

just tonight, one night.

And then meet me tomorrow at ten o
'clock on the bridge.

I'll bring you all the money I have.

And I'll find a home for you.

You'll be safe, my darling.

And I promise you, I promise you, I will
make amends.

Get back in the carriage.

Do you know who that woman is?

I do.

Who is she?

She's nothing.

Get back in the carriage.

Fine.

Could you let me have 20 pounds?

What for?

I need it.

If you continue to gamble, we will lose
the farm.

It's not for gambling.

What's it for?

Why should it matter what it's for? It's
my money.

I work for it, don't I?

No.

You don't.

Not proper farm work.

Don't do something you'll regret.

The money is required for farm expenses.

No mistake, Mr. Oak.

This was Miss Robin's last known abode.

Fanny was my uncle's servant, and we
will treat her with respect.

Perhaps we should take her to the
church, just for tonight.

No, bring her inside, please.

What did she die of, lady?

I don't know, miss.

There were rumours, but... Fanny had a
sweetheart, didn't she?

Yes, miss.

Soldier.

Please come and sit upstairs with me.

I used to cry a great deal these days.

I never used to cry at all.

Good night, Lydia.

Bye, Miss.

What?

How do I do it?

I can't play.

Tell your wife.

This woman, dead as she is, is more to
me than you ever were, or

are, or can be.

You're nothing to me now.

Mrs. Troy, I'm afraid...

I'm afraid your husband has drowned.

That's a great responsibility, sir.
Nonsense. No reason why a man of your

ability shouldn't be able to superintend
too far.

And why shouldn't there be stronger
links between our establishments?

Think of it. 2 ,000 acres under your
sole charge.

A share of my profit.

Miss Everdeen needs me here. And her
farm will have priority.

I still need Miss Everdeen's permission.

Of course. Of course I wouldn't dare do
anything without her blessing.

And if it'll help sway your decision...

There's an old comrade of yours here.

Georgie. Had to go all the way to
Norcombe Hill to find this old fella.

You pleased?

Yes, sir, very much.

And I'll have your decision soon, yeah?

You will, sir.

Here, Bill, you're getting on in the
world.

Of course you must accept the offer.

Only with your approval.

If I lose the farm, there may be no
future for any of us here.

You know where my loyalty lies.

You're a man of great talent.

It's only natural that you should rise.
I've no desire to hold you back.

Come on, Georgie.

With me.

I understand.

They're a debt.

Your late husband.

Perhaps... Perhaps we should change the
subject.

Perhaps I can help.

Mr. Boulder, that's a very kind offer.

But I would never dream of accepting...
Any money.

I am a middle -aged man, willing to
protect you for the rest of your life.

You may run your farm, if you wish,
without risk.

I'll pay your departed husband's debts
and guarantee its financial stability.

It can be your pastime.

Of course, we need to wait.

For propriety's sake.

But when you're ready, I'm offering you
shelter.

Comfort.

A safe harbor.

You must at least admire my persistence.

I do.

And like me?

Yes.

And respect me?

Yes, very much. Which is it, like or
respect?

It is difficult for a woman to define
her feelings in a language chiefly made

men to express theirs.

If you worry about a lack of passion on
your part...

a lack of desire.

If you worry about marrying me merely
out of guilt and

pity and compromise, well,

I don't mind.

When must you give your answer?

By Christmas.

It's a terrible responsibility.

I hold that man's future in my hands.

His sanity, too, perhaps.

Could you care for him?

You may suppose love is wanting.

But love's a worn -out, miserable thing
for me now.

Why are you asking me?

I need someone who's objective.

Indifferent.

Then I'm afraid you're asking the wrong
man.

Good evening, Mr. O.

Good evening.

I appreciate you coming along, Oak.

It's very good.

Well done.

Just more things.

So?

What do you think?

I'm not in the habit of organising
parties.

Perhaps we should make it an annual
event.

Every Christmas Eve.

I've invited the whole village.

Do you think they'll come? Do you think
Miss Everdeen will come?

I'm sure she will.

And you'll come too, I hope.

I know Miss Eberdeen would like you to
be here.

Perhaps for an hour or so.

Look, I'm shaking.

I'm so nervous.

Gabriel, will you... As well as you can,
please.

I'll try.

Is there a knot that's particularly
fashionable?

You're asking the wrong man.

Does a woman keep her promise?

She has promised.

Unimplied promise.

Once again, will she do what's right?

If it's not inconvenient to her.

Oh, you've become quite cynical, then.

She never promised that first time.
Therefore, she has never broken her

She hasn't promised this time either.

But she will.

Tonight.

I know she will.

And when she does...

I wanted to

tell you in advance, Gabriel.

Because I believe I know your secret.

I've seen you together.

Speak to her.

And watch her.

And look after her.

And I know her.

Profound affection for you.

You've behaved like a man.

And as the successful rival, successful
through your kindness, I wish to tell

you I am profoundly grateful.

The cook would like a word, sir.

Thank you.

Come to say goodnight.

Go back and talk to the Posse.

You've broken their heart.

I don't suit this kind of affair.

No.

Nor do I.

I wish I could go too.

I must go.

Not before you've done.

Both of you.

I'm flipped.

Mr. Oak?

Tell me what to do.

Gabriel.

Do what is right.

Sorry, excuse me.

Black suits you.

Although a little premature.

You're alive.

And here I am.

Pulled from the sea.

Some fisherman found me and brought me
to shore.

Then I discovered I was dead and found I
preferred it.

For a while, anyway.

The strangest thing.

I missed you.

You don't seem very happy to see me.

You said I was nothing to you.

Did I?

Well then.

Honesty at all times.

I find myself in need of money.

I gave up my profession for you and it
seems a little harsh.

You have a farm and a house while I'm
living off nothing.

There is no money. Then sell the farm.

Come home.

No.

I said...

Come home.

I'm your husband!

And you're a baby!

If it's any consolation, his life will
be spared.

Morning.

It's a fine harvest, ma 'am. Best we've
had in years.

Will we have it all in before the dew?
We will indeed, ma 'am. Luck's been on

our side.

I'm sorry I startled you.

I wanted to tidy up for them. I haven't
been here for so long.

Are you going in?

Rehearsals. I sing bass in the choir.

Yes, I've heard you.

Then I apologize.

I've been hoping to get a chance to talk
to you.

We've not spoken as much as I'd have
liked.

No.

I'm leaving England.

Leaving?

Going to America.

There's a boat leaving Bristol in four
days' time.

I'll be on it.

Now that the farm is secure, I
understand I should give you notice.

No.

You must go when you want.

I'll leave first thing tomorrow.

No fun.

I think that's better.

You'll think I'm strange, but... I've
been worried. Have I offended you

No, not at all.

Is it money?

I'll pay you whatever you want.

I don't need money now.

A formal partnership, then.

Nor a partnership.

The farm belongs to you alone.

It's the finest farm for miles around.

Then why else are you leaving?

I said I'd leave you one day.

Well, you must not go.

You forbid me? Yes, if you like.

I forbid you.

It's time for you to fight your own
battles.

And win them, too.

So we should say goodbye, then?

I suppose so.

Gabriel, wait.

Thank you, Gabriel.

You've believed in me and fought for me.

And stood by my side when all the rest
of the world was against me.

And we've been through so much together.

Wasn't I your first sweetheart?

Won't you mind?

You might have to go on without you.

If I knew... If

I knew that you would let me love you
and

marry you... That you will never know.

Why not?

It's okay.

Never ask.

Would you say no again?

I don't know.

Probably.

No, I don't.

Ask.