All language subtitles for _Downtown_Abbey_Season_2_Christmas_Special_720p_@Tv_Series_ETY_

Get up there, will you?

Anna, what have you got for hair in the
evening?

Diamond stars and one tiara. We may not
use it, but I'd rather be safe than

sorry.

Wrap it all in brown paper so they won't
have a basket to worry about at the

other end.

Suitcases are finished.

Okay, I'll go up and get them now.

It's quite a palaver, isn't it?

Do they go to Donegal every year?

Not last year, after Lady Sybil died.

And not during the war.

But otherwise, it's the highest part of
his lordship's calendar.

Come on, quickly, quickly.

Straight on to the wagonette.

Why aren't we taking the guns?

Because you're going stalking, Mr
Molesley, and stalking does not involve

shotguns. Well, maybe we should take
them. Just to be sure.

I am already sure.

Why don't I go on my own?

Darling, this isn't 1850.

No one expects me to hide indoors until
the baby's born.

Well, all right, if you're certain.

If you change your mind at any point and
want to come home, just tell me.

Well, no, we'd be thrilled to see you.

It just seems an awfully long way to
come for a walk.

Who was it?

My editor, Michael Gregson.

He's realised he's going to be in
Scotland at the same time as us. Don't

tell me he'll be near Donegal.

Apparently. What a coincidence.

Yes, isn't it?

Maybe we can ask him over. We want to
meet him, don't we, Robert?

Why are the Flinchers based in Scotland
when the title's well?

Oh, Shrimpy's grandmother was Countess
of Newton Moor in her own right. It's

now their courtesy title.

Dare one ask why he's called Shrimpy?

It was a nursery game.

Louisa was a lobster, Agatha was a
shark, which is easy to believe, and I

suppose Shrimpy was a shrimp.

Is he very small?

No, but he was the youngest.

I'm sorry you won't be with us.

Why should they ask me?

I don't know them at all.

Nor do I, really.

Are you sure you should be going?

Don't be a spoilsport.

I still have a month.

You don't want me to go either?

I think you should take good care of
yourself, my lady. That's all.

I agree.

Right, let's get started. I told Mama
we'd be on the platform at quarter to,

and we're late.

Feels like a holiday, doesn't it?

Oh, don't worry.

It won't feel like a holiday once we get
there.

Oh, let me just retrieve the briefcase.
You might need it for the journey.

I want to check that dining car seat for
lunch.

Do you like Scotland?

Have you really never been?

I didn't go last year.

And you know I wasn't a proper lady's
maid before that.

I meant as a child or when you were
growing up.

My mother's mother was Scottish.

She was a Keith, did I tell you that?

No.

Now, you won't forget to take her for
some decent walks. She can be lazy.

Don't worry.

She'll be fine.

Have you got everything?

Well, if I haven't, it's too late now.

Do you think it's wise to leave him here
unsupervised?

What do you mean?

Well, I know he's housebroken, more or
less, but I don't want freedom to go to

his head.

I'll keep an eye on him.

He can come to dinner tonight.

Oh, yeah, well, that's one day taken
care of.

Only nine to go.

So will we have a bit of a break while
they're away, Picard?

What?

You mean, can we expect some time off?

For an outing or something?

I don't understand.

Has someone forgotten to pay your wages?

No.

Exactly. No, we will start with the
ceremonial wear, and when that's done, I

want all the silver brought down for
cleaning, one room at a time.

And don't you maids think you're out of
it?

We'll give every room a thorough
cleaning while they're away.

You can let them have a bit of time,
can't you?

If they get the extra work done, then
I'll think about it.

Edna?

Why hasn't Mr. Bronson been asked to go
with you, Liz?

I'm sure I don't know.

I wonder what Lady Flincher made of her
cousin's daughter eloping with a

chauffeur.

It's not your place to wonder.

What was she like?

She was a sweet, kind person.

And a real beauty.

Inside and out.

But she didn't think she could do
better, and that's what matters.

He's not looking.

I'll give him that.

I don't think you're required to give
him anything.

She'll be a long way off.

But not in the middle of nowhere.

There are hospitals in Inverness.

You mean I'm being an old woman?

Well...

After Sybil, who can blame you?

It'll be very quiet for you with them
all gone.

It will.

Why not come to supper tomorrow?

I don't call it dinner as I don't know
what we can conjure up, but do come.

But I don't want to be a nuisance. You
won't be.

Tom Branson's here this evening, so I
shall be back in training.

Thank you.

I'd be delighted.

Mr Carson sent me up to clear he thought
you'd be out of here.

I should be.

It seems sad for you to be left behind
all on your own.

I'm used to it.

Yes. Yes, of course, you would be.

It must be very hard.

Don't worry about me.

Plenty to do.

You're the new maid, aren't you?

What's your name?

Edna.

Edna Braithwaite.

Robert, how are you? Hello, hello,
hello.

Trimpy, this is so nice of you.
Nonsense, I can't tell you how glad we

are. Cora.

Edith. Hello.

Daddy, this is Matthew, defender of the
downtrodden, including me. I don't know

why I've earned that.

We met at your wedding, Mary.

Oh, Violet, we feel so...

privilege to have lured you this far
north.

Oh, my dear, you flatter me, which is
just as it should be. We've got lots of

things planned.

Oh, and there's the ghillie spool, which
Mary's always the star of. Rose, don't

wear them out.

We remembered how you liked our mountain
loch.

We've arranged for luncheon to be taken
up there one day.

That was my idea.

Well, whosever idea it was, it's a
lovely one.

Tea is in the library when you're ready
to come down.

Yeah, exactly

I'm looking for the Mrs. Patmore.

Why is that, then?

I've got some deliveries for her.

Really? Where from?

You're not very curious, are you?

And you're not one of our regulars.

Well, if you must know, I've taken over
from Mr. Cox in Thirst.

Mrs. Patmore sent an order into him.

What's this?

Do I hear my name taken in vain?

I was just explaining. You sent an order
into Mr. Cox.

Well, I bought the shop and all the
stock, so...

I thought I'd take the liberty of
filling it out. It was a liberty.

How do you know she wants to do business
with you? All right, Mr Barrow. I can

fight my own battle, thank you.

Where is this order, then?

Bring it to the kitchen.

And what's your name, since you know
mine?

It's Tufton. Just Tufton.

What's this?

Some Vichyssoise leftover from last
night.

Oh, that's heaven.

Any more leftovers going begging?

Have a bit of the tart, if you like.

What might I ever do?

I've not had food that good since the
last time I was in London.

Well, not just a pity face.

This family's fallen on its feet, and no
mistake.

I wouldn't mind eating food like that
every day.

Enough of the flannel. I'll keep the
order. But if there's out of miss,

you'll be hearing from me.

Let's just hope that there's something
not quite up to scratch.

Why do you say that?

Because I'd like to hear from you again,
Mrs Patmore.

I would.

Stay off of here, you cheeky devil. Come
on.

Are you not hungry?

It's a bit early for us.

We eat our dinner after the family.

Oh, I agree with you, Miss Crawley.

In London, we eat last thing when all
the work is done, and I prefer it.

How about you, Miss Grantham?

Me?

Oh, I do what I'm told.

It makes me laugh when I hear Mr O'Brien
and Mr Bates called Mr and Miss

Grantham.

And Miss Space and I don't often work in
the same house party.

Of course, you two are married, Miss
Crawley.

How do you manage at home, being called
Bates and Bates?

We're not.

They still call me Anna, like when I was
a housemaid.

Which isn't right.

I do so hate to see a lady's name
downgraded.

Oh, I so agree, Miss Grantham.

But then we would think alike, wouldn't
we?

It's a treat to have a kindred spirit
come to stay.

It really is.

Tell Mrs. Train I've gone up.

I'll announce dinner in ten minutes.

How marvellous.

I should remind you that he'll be back
to Piper's awake at eight o'clock.

And he keeps it up through breakfast.

So the chances of getting back to sleep
again are nil.

All right, Trimpy, the point has been
made.

You've no need to apologise.

I'm glad to see the old ways being
maintained.

Tomorrow we'll catch you up with some
rifles for some practice.

And what is planned for the women?

Well, there's a picnic by the loch the
day after tomorrow.

And the Gillies Ball on Friday is always
good fun.

As long as it's not too much fun.

As a matter of fact, a friend of mine is
staying quite nearby.

I thought I might telephone him.

Oh, but you must ask him here.

She doesn't have to.

Oh, please do. I'd like to meet him.

Right, that's settled then.

Invite him to dinner tomorrow night.

Unless, of course, Susan objects.

When on earth would I object?

I thought it was too good to be true. He
sent dried ginger instead of fresh.

No, it's my fault. I just put ginger
because Mr Cox knew what I liked.

I might go into thirst tomorrow.

I can take it back for you if you want.

Would you?

You should go with him, Alfred. You'd
like that shop.

Who's doing what tomorrow?

Mr Barrow's going into thirst. I said
Alfred should go with him.

Who says I can spare them?

What about Mr Branson's luncheon? I
doubt he needs an underbutler, Mr

Carson.

Or two for them.

He told me he'd get lunch at the
Grantham Arms.

So can they go?

I suppose so. But there's a lot to be
done, and don't forget it.

I hope you'll come here whenever you
like.

It must be odd being alone in that great
house.

Well, I'm not alone.

There's people I know well.

Except they're all downstairs when I'm
up.

Well, why not take the opportunity to
spend some time with them?

I don't think Old Lady Grantham would
approve of that.

No. But I doubt she approves of the
working class learning to read.

Tom, can I take this chance to say
you've managed a very delicate

transition.

Superbly.

Thank you.

But don't be too eager to please.

You have a new identity.

And I don't mean because you're not a
chauffeur anymore.

You are the agent of this estate. And as
the agent, you have a perfect right...

To talk to anyone who works under you.

Anyone you choose.

That's quite a speech.

I mean it.

You have a position now.

And you're entitled to use it.

Mr. Branson.

I didn't want to drive one of you
upstairs to open the door.

That was kind.

Look, I... I wondered if you would allow
the maids to clean during the day while

the family is in Scotland.

You don't need my permission.

But I do.

And if you want to use a particular
room, then please let me know and we'll

vacate it at once.

Thank you, Mrs. Hugh.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Brown.

I was a bit shaken up on the train.

But please don't say anything. I don't
want to worry Mr Crawley.

You don't want to give him the
satisfaction you mean?

I can't spoil his last treat before
fatherhood claims him.

Not that he'll change his way as much if
he's like most men.

Are they looking after you?

Oh, yes.

But I'm a bit nervous about this
ghillied ball.

Why?

I suppose I just feel so... English.

I don't want to look a fool.

I love reeling.

If I weren't pregnant, I'd dance until
dawn.

But you are pregnant, my lady.

Lucky hell.

Welcome to the Highlands.

Take your time.

You're not chasing a pheasant.

Be calm and confident.

I thought I was.

These are noble beasts.

We must take them out for the good of
the herd, but they have earned our

respect and they deserve a clean death.

Fine words.

How are you getting on?

Not too bad, Your Lordship.

High praise from Neil. He's being kind.

I don't suppose your father needs much
practice.

His Lordship was born with a rod in one
hand and a gun in the other.

That sounds rather uncomfortable.

I love to hear your ghillie speak. It's
like a voice from a bygone age.

Where's Susan?

Aunt Violet wanted to see the gardens,
so I left them to it.

Rose is not anxious for her mother's
company.

How's it going with you?

I'm in for an adventure.

I'm to don a ceremonial uniform and hold
mighty sway on some distant shore.

You won't mind a forum posting?

Why not?

They say a change of sink is as good as
a rest.

Do you know where it will be?

No, but it'll be filthy and dirty and
the food will be awful and there'll be

no one to talk to for a hundred square
miles.

It sounds like a week with my
mother-in-law.

Will Rose go too?

Why?

What's she been saying?

My dear, no one can accuse me of being
modern, but even I can see it's no crime

to be young.

I know that, Aunt Violet.

But you don't see how they gang up on
me.

Then I shall strive to keep the peace.

That's all very well.

But you are my mother's sister, and you
can jolly well be on my side.

I'd like to travel more.

We see a bit of London in the season,
but otherwise it's Yorkshire.

What about the House of Lords?

When his lordship goes up, he just takes
Mr Bates with him and stays in his club.

which is no use to me.

We're headed for an outpost of empire.

The leadership's dreading it, and so am
I.

Oh, I don't know.

Something different.

I could quite fancy that.

No, not me.

A little sweat and chippy tummy, oh, no.

Did you get him? I did.

He said he'd love to come.

I'm sure he would.

What do you mean by that?

Well, I can't imagine Mr Gregson finds
himself at Donegal Castle very often or

anywhere like it.

Mary, that sounds very snobbish.

Well, what's he doing up here?

He's on a sketching holiday.

He's sketching and fishing.

Fishing? Oh, well, that's something, I
suppose.

What do you suppose?

For some reason, Mary's decided to be
nasty about Michael Gregson.

I was simply questioning his motives for
being in the Highlands. He's brought his

pencils and his rods. What's wrong with
that?

Nothing at all.

So there.

Enjoy.

This is very daring.

Is he in a pub on your own?

Did the village cut you off dead
forever?

I knew you were coming in, and I don't
care about all that stuff.

Do you have the day off?

I'll forge it, but not really.

We've extra cleaning to do while the
family's away.

Of course, your family.

Well, I am or am not, as I'm sure you
know.

Anna said, When you first came back as
Lady Sybil's husband, you refused to

dress the part, but you do now.

I was tired of talking about my clothes
every time I came down the stairs.

I'm still the same man inside.

Then why not join us for dinner one
night, instead of eating alone?

I'll tell her and I'll not forget again.

Right, heck it. Well, worth a visit, Mr
Tufton. What a range.

Never heard of some of those spices.

I'll tell you what, we've got a fair
starting here on Friday.

I ran a stall and sold it to some of the
suppliers.

Why not come?

What sort of fair?

Well, the usual sort of fair.

Food, games, modest dances.

Can we get the time off?

I don't see why not.

Jimmy?

That might comfort the crowd of us, but
not otherwise.

Have you got a minute?

I'll just put a note in that bag for Mrs
Patmore.

Go on, then.

I can't let them go gallivanting off to
every fair at the drop of a hat. I mean,

what are we paying them for?

But they've been working very hard.
Don't they deserve a treat, sir?

Excuse me.

On Friday, can I take the afternoon off?

I'll make the service dinner and Ivy and
Daisy can serve it.

Mrs. Partmore doesn't often take the
time she's allowed.

What about Mr. Branson?

I'll see to Mr. Branson.

Where are you going, or shouldn't we
ask?

There's a fair in Thirsk. A friend of
mine has asked me to meet him there.

I don't believe it.

Must I be undermined at every turn?

What's got into him?

Mr Barrow and the boys have asked to go
to the same fair, and he was trying to

find a way to say no.

Why don't we all go?

I'll make Mr Branson a tray and he can
keep charge of the house. He won't mind.

Come on.

It'll be fun.

I know.

Mr Gregson.

Very kind of you, Lady Fincher. Not a
bit.

It's a pleasure to welcome a friend of
dear Edith.

What a disappointment. He looks
perfectly normal.

Since he came here with the express
purpose of dining at Dun Eagle, he

obviously wore a set of tails.

Come and meet my parents.

Mama, Granny, Papa, this is Mr Gregson.

Lady Grantham.

You know, I started to read your
magazine because of Edith's column, but

now I wouldn't miss it.

It puzzles me why you choose to employ
amateurs like my daughter.

I agree.

Well, is the distinction very
meaningful?

Surely the most important thing is
whether or not people have something to

say.

Come and meet my sister Mary.

Do stand up. You're flouching like a
field hand.

Might I just have five minutes without
being criticised?

We knew things were awkward between
them.

But now that I'm here, I don't think
Susan handles it very well. But it's so

complicated with a young daughter who's
full of new ideas.

She thinks you're fighting her when all
the time you just frighten them.

Every single day.

We're going in, everyone.

Come in.

Would you like me to take Miss Libby up
to the nursery?

Thank you.

Go with it.

Come here.

Be my guest, please.

Are you ashamed of who you are or of who
you were? Is that why you won't eat your

dinner with us?

No.

It is not.

Well, I'd better be going.

Don't really get dark here, does it?

Not like further south, no.

Let's take a picnic out tomorrow.

Just the two of us.

They'll be gone for the day.

What do you think?

I'd love it.

Is everything all right, my lady?

It will be.

If you bet on my mother, you saw me
smoking.

Don't worry.

You're safe with us. Would you like a
peppermint?

A better hat, thank you.

Oh, sorry.

It's just my mother has been unusually
impossible this evening.

My whole childhood would seem impossible
to you, my lady.

But I survived. So were you.

Rose?

Who are you talking to?

Come inside at once. Everyone's in the
drawing room.

Thanks for the mint.

I should be away.

Oh, don't go just yet.

I haven't noticed or no desire to.

It makes a welcome change from reading a
medical journal and going to bed with,

well, a glass of whiskey.

Goodness, I wondered what you were going
to say for a moment.

I sometimes forget when we meet in the
splendour of the Abbey that you were a

doctor's wife, that you know what my
life consists of in a way that no-one

else does. At any rate, not around here.

I know.

It's a relief sometimes to be able to
talk without having to explain oneself,

isn't it?

A relief and a privilege.

I hope we can do it again.

Soon.

Matthew's asked me to go out stalking
with him tomorrow.

So I thought I would.

Michael, can I ask you why you're here?

Tell me the truth, please.

Well, I want to get to know your family.

What do you hope to achieve?

I thought if they knew me, if they came
to like me, they

might find it easier to be on my side.

It won't change the basic facts, though,
will it?

Eden, my basic fact is that I'm in love
with you.

You know that already.

Do I?

Yes, I suppose I do.

I want you in my life.

And I want to be in yours.

That's all very well, but... I just
can't see a happy

ending.

Here, dear.

Stop fascinating that young man and come
and make a four at bridge.

I've asked Gregson to come.

I won't see you all day, so he'll be
company.

He was right to invest in those tails,
wasn't he?

You know, Susan's invited him to the
Gillies Ball.

He probably had wheeling classes before
he left London.

Don't dislike him before you know him.

That's the hallmark of our parent
generation, and I forbid it.

Just be as nice as you are.

You think me nice, but nobody else does.

What makes you so sure I am?

Because I've seen you naked and held you
in my arms.

And I know the real you.

Goodness, what a testimonial.

Oh, go on. You were young once.

I'm young now.

Well, not old.

All the more reason to say yes.

Oh, you'll enjoy yourself. No, I won't
be coming.

If I came, they wouldn't have fun.

They'd spend the day looking over their
shoulder.

Well, I'm going whether I spoil the fun
or not.

That's different. They respect you, of
course, but I'm their leader.

Well, that's put me in my place.

Don't envy me, Mrs Hughes.

You know what they say?

Uneasy lies the head that wears the
crown.

The wind is northwest and getting
stronger.

We should get started.

Well, good hunting, everyone.

Oh, Shrimpy's not stalking. He's coming
with me.

Mr. Crawley! Mr. Gregson!

Is your picnic under control?

Of course.

I'm worried about Mary bumping through
the Glen. She doesn't have to come.

No, I know, but she will, I'm afraid.
We'd best get going.

Otherwise, we're in for some stick.

I'm not sure I'm going to go tomorrow.
It's such a waste of money.

Oh, come on. You've enough for a few
rides and a beef sandwich, I suppose.

I can buy you all a bottle of pop if you
like.

What an offer.

Let's take him up on it before he's time
to think again.

Thank you, Mr Barrow, but I can buy me
own pop.

Don't pretend you've money to burn.

I can always get money.

The store cupboard's open if you need
anything.

No, but I do have something to ask you.
Now, where did I put that book?

This one.

You see the lid?

Mrs Curley's dress shop in Ripon.

She's got a fancy man, I'm telling you.

Mrs Batmore?

Why not? She's a woman, ain't she?

Only technically.

Oh.

I was looking for Lady Mary to tell her
we're going.

She's already gone down, milady.

You were kind to cheer me up yesterday.

I did feel terribly blue.

That's all right.

You must let me know if I can return the
favor.

As a matter of fact, there is something
you could help me with.

We can bring you to a better place.

We don't rush things at Daniil.

Well, that's true.

God knows.

You don't think he's too girlish?

What's the matter with being girlish
once in a while?

Heaven knows we don't have much
opportunity.

Well, I'd wear a coat over it, you know,
so it wouldn't jump out at you.

I hope he's worth it.

Read that.

I hope you will allow me the honour of
squiring you through the day.

No man's wanted to squire me since the
Golden Jubilee.

Even then, he expected me to buy the
drinks.

I suppose he wants something more.

There's only one reason why a man his
age courts a respectable woman.

He finds himself in need of a wife.

Is there anything to drink?

There certainly is.

Beer?

That's very racy of you.

I am racy.

What are we drinking?

The future.

And your Scottish blood.

What are you up to?

Nothing.

What are you up to?

Nothing.

Well, you managed that very well.

When the time comes for me to go, I'll
ask them to send for you.

Is everything all right, Shrimpy?

Of course, impertinent to ask.

No, it's not all right.

But what's the point in talking about it
when there's nothing to be done?

I'm not so sure these days. The
Marlboroughs have got a divorce and you

still see them around.

But Sammy Marlborough has no official
post.

He hasn't been in office since the end
of the war.

Well, you must have Susan next to you
under the tropical sun.

She'll do it well.

She can teach diplomacy to experts.

But... We don't like each other.

How can I help, Mr Branson?

I was thinking... It's just... Yes?

I thought I'd come down for supper
tonight.

Match up with your news.

If you'd like to, of course, you'd be
very welcome.

We don't eat late while the family's
away, so dinner will be at about eight o

'clock.

I'll see you then.

Fains I tell not to cast them.

How tiny the glens make one feel.

That is the thing about nature.

There's so much of it.

Must be lovely to be queen of such a
kingdom.

You're right.

We're very lucky in this.

Goodness, we weren't expecting male
company for our feasting. I'm sorry to

disappoint you.

How did you get on? Very well. Not too
long a trail and death by a single shot

at the end of it.

Kneeled is cock-a-hoop. Well done, Papa.

Your reward will be to join the ladies'
lunch.

An added bonus. I hope it's venzen.

Quite right.

We ought to eat what we kill. The road.
Stop talking nonsense and tell Macrita

to lay two more places.

Ten hours crawling through heaven and
nothing to show for it.

Perhaps it's a parable of life.

Reminds me of the trenches, rather.

Hours of inching through mud for no
discernible purpose.

Why don't you come fly-fishing tomorrow?

You might see a bit more activity.

You could bring your evening coats,
change at Dun Eagle.

It's rather an imposition.

That's what you're here for, isn't it?

To get to know us all.

Besides, you didn't bring your tails all
the way to Scotland to dine in a country

pub.

No.

No, I suppose not.

A minute for what?

Her ladyship would like a word.

Why, what does she want with me?

Well, what do you think?

She wants to make a fuss like she always
does.

This is so kind of you.

O'Brien, my lady. O'Brien.

It's just that Wilkins here isn't quite
able to understand what I'm getting at

when I'm describing the shape of Lady
Grantham's hair.

I understand, milady. It's just... Could
you help her?

You'll know exactly what I mean.

Well,

it's a question of body, milady.

You need more volume to begin before you
sculpt it, so to speak. I knew you'd

have the answer.

If I could... Oh, please, please,
please.

Wilkins, pay close attention to what
she's doing.

Yes, your ladyship.

Bombay? That sounds rather modest for a
marquis.

Well, no, not if it's a step towards the
viceroy's crown.

I don't know about that. All I do know
is it's going to be very hot.

And all the costumes of imperial rule
are always so peculiarly unsuited to the

climate. Will you take Rose?

I don't think we should, but Susan won't
discuss it.

Unless you want her married to a
third-rate colonial official with no

money and bad teeth, Susan would better
think again.

Just as he stood, a gust of wind comes
into the quarry from behind us.

A hind got our scent and they were away.

Really, darling, it's boring enough to
hear about when you succeed.

What did you think of Michael?

Well, he seems like a nice chap.

We're going fishing tomorrow.

He's had such a lot to put up with.

Oh, God, not one of your hard luck
cases, is he?

Why must you sound so heartless?

Actually, I think India would be
fascinating.

But I know that Mommy and I will drive
each other mad.

You mustn't be too hard on your mother.

You know it's natural for her to be
concerned.

Concerned?

Is that what she is?

I'm sure she loves you very much.

What's this?

Rose was just saying how nice your hair
looks tonight.

He's what?

It only meant to be friendly.

Good evening, Mr. Carton.

I don't expect you to approve.

Well, now, come along in.

I hope you won't show an example of
rudeness to the younger staff.

I was hoping to catch you.

What about a glass or something?

No, I won't stay, but I've had an idea.

I saw Mrs Hughes in the village today,
and she told me the servants have got up

a party for the first fair, and I was
wondering if you'd like to go.

What, with the servants?

Oh, of course not, but I could drive us
over for an hour or two.

I'm told they do it well.

Why not?

It might be fun.

Good.

I'll come for you at five.

You know what you're going to wear?

Nothing good, that's for sure.

I'll keep an eye on the place.

Don't say you're not coming.

I thought you could drive them.

There is no need for impertinence, Edna,
thank you.

You're all right.

I'm happy to drive them.

Will you stay here?

I will.

You don't want to come to the fair?

I would sooner chew broken glass.

It was lovely, milady.

But what about you? Did you enjoy your
day?

Oh, I was stupid to go to the picnic.

We were shaken about in that trap like
dice in a cup.

Stay in bed for the morning.

And take it easy at the ball.

Are you looking forward to it?

I am, rather.

I've been planning a bit of a surprise
for Mr. Bates.

Why? What sort of surprise?

No, it's a surprise for you too.

Don't forget what I said.

What was that?

Just that I've promised to rest
tomorrow.

Which is annoying, because I'd rather
come out with you and interrogate Mr.

Gregson.

Is he going to propose?

I think so.

But he's quite opaque.

A man of mystery.

Edith could use some of that.

You are horrid when you want to be.

I know.

But you love me, don't you?

Madly.

You take it easy with Mr Barrow today.

I don't mean crawl all over him. Don't
spoil things.

You're a fine one to talk.

Who ran the police in the first place?

I'm bushed.

What if someone comes in?

They'll find a man sitting in an
armchair.

They'll survive it.

The funny thing with Mr Barrow is he
won't hear a bad word about you.

What? What have I done?

I only meant he won't let anyone speak
against you.

What on earth is going on in here?

We were just... You were just taking
advantage of the cat's absence.

We'll see what Mr. Carton has to say.

Thank you.

Mr. Branson?

What time are we leaving?

About half past four. But Mr. Stark can
easily drive us.

Because I'm so high and mighty.

You're part of the family now.

They have nothing false in that.

I know.

I hope you do.

Because if someone is trying to make you
feel awkward, they are in the wrong, not

you.

I'll be there at half past four.

I said I'd meet

him at his store.

What's that?

Oh, yes, we could bring sandwiches.

Oh, can I come? I want to find out where
the best food stalls are.

Why don't we all go?

Here's something for us.

Alfred, Mr Branson, let's give it a go.

Right on, Mike.

What about you?

Isn't it a bit rough for Mr Barrow?

Oh, I think I could manage.

I'll come and cheer you on if that's all
right.

Wait till Mrs. Hughes sees that.

Come on.

Don't care about any tug-of-war.

Let's go find some games.

You do know they're all fixed?

I don't think they are.

They must have seen you come in.

Come on, ladies. Drink up, drink up. We
can go and join in the fun, then.

But what about his stall?

Don't worry about that, Lucy. You can
look after the stall, can't you, Lucy?

I hope you don't mind my saying so, Mrs
Patmore, but in that blouse you're

looking for, you've just stepped off the
pages of Vogue.

I don't mind. I don't believe you, but I
don't mind you saying it at all. Hey,

Mrs Hughes.

Hey, you're generous with compliments.

I love to be in love, Mrs Hughes, I'll
not deny it. Any time, any place, I love

to be in love. Look at the way you're
adapting.

I must go and find Alfred and tell him
to look for the pipe doll.

If you don't mind my leaving you.

No, I don't mind.

Before we begin, who'd bet on them?

What odds would you give us?

Ten to one.

Right. I quit on the Dowson team.

Oh, my God.

Any more?

It's enough money down the drain.

Ready?

One moment.

Mr Tuffton, you'll join our team, won't
you?

As a Dowson supplier?

If you want us like that.

Have you already seen him when you made
the bet? What do you think?

Is this the kind?

Tufton's at your service.

Good afternoon, ladies.

They needed a bit of muscle, so they
sent for Tufton. Go on, feel that

muscle.

That's my name, Josh Tufton. You see
that stall over there with the spices

on? That's me. If you want a bit of
spice in your life, send for Tufton.

I'm coming.

Of course there's a lot to ask, but what
else can I do?

I'm prevented from divorcing a woman
who... doesn't even know who I am.

Does the law expect me to have no life
at all until I die with Lord Grantham?

I'm sure my father-in-law would be the
first to understand that you have to

make some sort of life for yourself
beyond the pale.

I do.

Well, then, you can't expect him to want
you to involve his own daughter.

Not when all you have to offer is a job
as your mistress.

No. I love her.

I... I'm offering my love.

You've been misled by our surroundings.

We're not in a novel by Walter Scott.

and team the winner.

So the laws of society should be
preserved.

No matter what.

Edith gave me the impression you were a
freer soul than that.

I find that hard to believe.

I agree your position is tragic.

And I'm very sorry.

You can't imagine I would let Edith
slide into a life of scandal without

lifting a finger to stop her.

Will you tell Lord Grantham?

I'm not going to tell anyone.

You must see it's quite hopeless.

You're saying I should leave now?

Not stay for the ball? No.

Use it.

That they're proper goodbye.

You owe her that.

How's your fortune, lady?

Throppings for three.

Throppings? Never in this world.

Look at the prizes.

Eh? Not fairground rubbish here, you
know.

When did you last see a gold something?

When did you last win one?

What's the matter?

I want to go, but Daisy thinks it's too
expensive.

Oh, have it on me.

It won't go for each of them.

See you drunk.

Oh, thank you, Jimmy. How kind of you.

It is kind.

Thanks very much.

Don't flash your money about.

My money won fair and square. I'll do
what I want with it.

Remember, the ring must go over the base
and lie flat.

Now you.

I don't believe it!

I've never won nothing before.

Don't let it make a gambler of you.

honest. Didn't I say to make the blocks
too wide for the bally rings?

Thanks for not telling Mr Carson about
us sitting down in the drawing room.

We'd not be here now.

Oh, don't let me catch you again.

Oh, there's Mr Crawley with Mr Clarkson.

This is where I belong.

I know it.

What, as a fairground stall? No, working
with food, cooking, preparing.

Don't sound so tragic.

Your time at Downton won't be wasted.

You know how a great house runs now.
That'll come in handy.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Oh.

Well, that was great fun.

With the music and everything.

I'm glad we came.

I'm very glad you came.

Shall we sit down for a bit?

Let me set you a drink. There's
something I want to ask you.

Punch? That would be lovely.

You want my service?

I've not been unhappy, you know. I can't
pretend to have.

But taking all this from a husband, it's
got to be better than taking them from

some choked-up lord or lady.

Still ordered, isn't it?

Did you make this pate as well?

Oh, with my own fair hand.

No fair hand or red flipper.

Do the cut for me.

What do you think you're going with,
Adam? Get out of the way.

Take him.

Let him go.

I knew you were going to make me.

I am.

Run! Run!

Thanks. I'm so sorry, the queue is a
mile long.

What was it you wanted to ask me?

Ah, well, I'm not sure I have the right.

If you'd like me to come back to the
hospital, I was thinking... No, I saw

the hospital.

I'd be interested to know if you've ever
thought of marrying again.

Are you thinking of getting married, Dr
Clarkson?

Because if you are, you're a better man
than I am, Gangadin.

Why?

Well, with good friends like you, I
enjoy my life as it is, and I wouldn't

want to risk things by changing it.

Doctor!

Doctor, you've got to go now!

What is it? It's Thomas, please!

Rose, you are not wearing that dress,
and that is final.

Oh, Daddy, please stick up for me. She
looks like a slut.

Oh, heavens.

That's not a word you often hear among
the heather. But Princess Mary has one

just like it. It's a fashion now.

Then it is a mad fashion, Aunt Violet,
tell her. Oh, my dear, in my time, I

wore the crinoline, the bustle, and the
leg of mountain sleeve. I'm not in a

strong position to criticise. Rose, take
Aunt Violet through to the ballroom.

Now.

You know, dear, the first Gillies ball I
ever attended was at Balmoral in 1860.

Yes, I'd not long been married.

And I confess to you, I was a little
alarmed because all the men were as

tight as sticks.

Don't blame me if she is the object of
ridicule. I won't.

Whatever else I might blame you for.

You are a fool to indulge her. Have you
never stopped? No, you stop!

Stop making everyone so unhappy all the
bloody time!

Forgive me.

I think I know where I'm going.

I'll come with you.

Is there any chance of apprehending
these men?

Not really.

But why did you get into a fight? It's
not like you.

What have they taken?

Every penny I had, but it weren't much.

Is anything broken?

I don't think so.

She'll be all right.

You ought to get him home.

I'll fetch the wagonette.

I'll help him.

Lean on me.

Well done.

What's the matter with you, eh?

Where's your nut? Oh, let's have a
little chat about it, eh?

Well,

we must all join in.

Not me, milady, and I have a cast-iron
alibi.

I can manage an eightsome and the
dashing white sergeant, but that's about

it. Well, I'm very good.

Hamilton House is my favourite, but I
know most of them. But you won't be

doing any tonight.

Spoiled sport.

I think Mr Crawley's right, milady.

Will you be staying out of it?

We'll have to see.

O'Brien, Wilkins has been trying her

best to imitate you. What do you think?

It looks very nice, Your Ladyship.

Yes, well, it's not right yet.

But we're trying our best, aren't we,
Wilkin?

I might go and find a drink.

I'll fetch you one.

There's no need.

I'll go.

No, I insist.

You're the guest.

Oh.

Oh, you do very well, Mr Wood.

You must be careful.

Matthew says it's rather strong.

I could totally well hope so.

Well, this evening had a bumpy start.

I'm afraid Susan isn't herself.

But she's absolutely herself.

And that's the problem.

Poor souls.

It's bad enough parenting a child when
you like each other.

Can I trouble you for a drop of whiskey,
Mr. Mills?

Certainly, Miss Wilkins.

Well, I'm surprised that it's for you.
Oh, no.

Forget from the south.

Now.

Oh, you're back then.

We are.

And we've a few stories to tell.

But you've spent your day more
productive.

Where's Nanny?

I'm not sure, but she'll find us in a
moment.

I was thinking about Lady Sybil when she
was this age.

All we can do for her now is to cherish
her being.

And it's lovely to watch you doing just
that.

Well, there's no need to get
sentimental, Mrs Hughes.

Right, let's get this one back to bed.

Come on, go and look for Nanny.

Now, where is Shrimpy?

Hiding and licking his wounds. I'll go
in search of him in a bit. Poor fellow.

If he hasn't come back.

That's very kind. Thank you.

Don't you want it? No.

I wouldn't drink that if I were you.

That's the damn trees.

He might get another one.

Each to his own.

Was it always as bad?

Not at the beginning.

We weren't madly in love, but there was
a job to be done and we both believed in

it.

Then the children came along and for
years we hardly had time to think.

What went wrong?

First James.

left and then Annabelle got married, we
started to learn just how little we

had in common.

Why is Susan so hard on Rose?

Who knows?

Perhaps Rose reminds her of me, as I
used to be.

Me.

When I had something to live for.

Done eagle? I can't remember being as
envious as I have been these past few

days. Don't be.

It'll all have to go.

What?

That's my own fault.

If I'd only gumption and modernized as
you did.

But I sat on my hands as the money
drained away.

Now it's all gone.

What will you do?

Go to India first, and then London.

Oh, it'll be all right.

What with the club and the lords.

Susan and I needn't see too much of each
other.

Shrimpy, my dear chap, I'm so sorry.

The question is... Rose.

What are we going to do about Rose?

This is what? Your feet. Quick, come on.

Look at

Anna. She never said she'd get real.

Faith, did you know?

No, Malene. I never knew.

She is mother.

Oh, Mrs. Partmore, how kind of you. I
want a word, though.

I thought we could have some tea while I
get it.

You were right.

He says he loves me and he can't live
without me.

Oh, dear.

What do you mean, oh, dear?

It's a long time since anyone wanted to
share my seat on the bus, never mind my

hearth and home.

I don't know how to say it.

Well, find a way.

Well, I first noticed it when I was
standing at the stall.

He was flirting with that young
assistant and joking her... Well,

bottom. What?

It's true.

Then I saw him making eyes at some other
women when he was pooling in the tug of

war. Well, I was cheering him. And
later, when I was with Alfred, I saw Mr

Tufton in the crowd and he seemed to be
chewing the mouth of some poor woman.

Where was I all this time?

I don't know.

dreaming of a better life.

Patmore, I am sorry.

I don't know if he wanted to eat a few
dinners before he told you the truth or

if he planned to marry you and chain you
to the stove.

Either way, it was the cooking he was
after.

Not me.

I should have pulled you away then and
there, but you were having such a good

time.

Oh.

Is there anything I can do?

No.

Because I've never felt more relieved in
all my life.

What? The more he said about how he
liked his beef roasted and his eggs

fried and his pancakes flipped, the more
I wondered how to get away.

And what if he comes back?

Well, he'll get a thick ear and no
mistake.

But how could he do such a thing, Mrs
Hughes? How could he lead a poor woman

on like that?

Have you heard of Mrs Patmore any time,
any place?

He loved to be in love.

And that was really his reaction?

How disappointing.

Well, I wasn't going to tell you till I
was leaving.

Why not?

Because I... I wanted us to have a last
evening together.

This is not our last evening.

Isn't it?

It's odd.

If you asked me before tonight how I
felt about you, I'm not sure what I

would have answered.

But now I'm absolutely sure.

And this is not our last evening.

What in God's name?

Are you proud of your handiwork?

I don't know what you mean.

Never mind, Miss Wilkins.

It might do him good to let it all go
for once.

And I'm grateful I am.

Why?

Because I need never be held back by any
sense of loyalty to you.

They do say there's a wild man inside
all of us.

If only he would stay inside.

I thought

you'd like to know Mr Barrow is feeling
much better.

Thank you, but you should go now.

I just wanted to tell you what a lovely
day I've had.

Really lovely.

Do you want to meet for lunch tomorrow
in the Grantham Arms?

I don't think I should have done that,
but I couldn't resist.

It is just what I was afraid of. Calm
down.

Everything's fine.

But I wonder, would you mind terribly if
I went home tomorrow?

Of course not.

I'll tell Shrimpy tonight that we're
leaving. No, not you. You must stay

here.

What do you mean? I don't want to let
you out of my sight. But if you come,

Mama and Papa will think they have to
leave and the party will break up. So

what? I'm coming with you.

But it's very unfair on Susan and Trimpy
when I'm perfectly all right.

It's only a couple more days.

Let me go and I'll see you when I see
you.

Please.

Besides, Moseley may need a little time
before he's fit to travel.

That was Mr Bates on the telephone.

Lady Mary and Anna are coming back
today. They're already on the train.

Well, we'd better look sharp.

Edna, air the room and make up the bed
while I go and talk to Mrs Patmore.

Not that.

Why? Do you have other plans, Edna?

I said I'd meet Tom Branson for lunch in
the village.

Did you indeed?

Tom Branson?

Before you start, it may not be his
fault. Whether it's his fault or not,

she has to go.

Oh, yes.

Of course she has to go.

Will you tell him, or will I? You'd
better do it. I'd only be rude, which

wouldn't help anyone.

You've heard about Mary?

I have.

Her maid left a message with O'Brien.

I hope you don't think her rude.

I know you haven't always approved of
Mary.

She's having a baby.

We all need a little leeway when it
comes to our babies.

And as for the other business, I'm not
as harsh as I was.

Rose is proving quite an education.

I can imagine.

I find myself worrying about Rose before
I even open my eyes in the morning.

Do you think I'm being stupid?

Not at all.

I understand better than anyone else
here could.

Shrimpy wants her to live at downtown
while we're in India.

I've told Robert I would never agree to
that against your wishes.

I know.

Thank you.

It's not often that I get support in
this house.

But I wonder now if he isn't right and
that we need a rest from one another.

Apart from anything else, I can't bring
her out from Bombay.

But would you be prepared for all that?

If you want me to be, and only if you
want it.

But what about you and Shrimply?

Oh, well, no, Daron.

Arthur will never accept defeat.

Even if I wish we could.

Will you... Speak well of me to her. Not
every day.

But sometimes.

Of course I will, I promise.

So I spoiled things for her.

I'm afraid the work would no longer
satisfy her.

I've seen it before.

She'd unsettled the other maids.

I didn't encourage her, you know. Maybe.

But if I may say it, you didn't
discourage her either.

Can I ask one thing?

That you give her a decent reference.

Please.

I will.

Though I don't think she's cut out to be
a housemaid.

Would you allow me to speak as I would
have in the old days?

You let Edna make you ashamed of your
new life.

You've done well.

And Lady Sibyl would be so proud.

There could be without her.

You must own it.

And one day I hope, and so would we,
you'll find someone to bear it with.

But until then, be your own master and
call your own truth.

Milady, is something the matter?

I don't want to alarm anyone, but would
you leave the cases here for now and

take me straight to the hospital?

What?

Let Mr Crawley know and get a message
from Mr Crawley straight away.

Mr Crawley!

In God's name.

Right. All change. The whole family is
coming back tomorrow and we must be

ready to receive them.

Is it because Lady Mary's in the
hospital?

It is.

Does that mean she's in danger?

No, it doesn't mean any such thing.

Lady Mary will be perfectly fine, but we
have to make allowances.

Now, do you have everything?

But what have I done wrong?

I'm as good as Mr Branson.

And there was nothing improper.

Nothing at all.

I'm sure.

But there are rules to this way of life,
Edna. And if you're not prepared to live

by them, then it's not the right life
for you.

We've got tickets for the first train in
the morning. There isn't one before

then.

I wish I was there with her.

I can't wait to get home.

Aren't you enjoying your Victorian idyll
any longer? I'm glad I was jealous of

Shrimpy. It's made me realize what a
fool I've been.

Downton will survive because of
Matthew's vision.

I'm so pleased to hear you say it.

You always knew how lucky we are in
Matthew, and now I give thanks for him.

As I give thanks for my home and my
family.

And most of all, I give thanks for my
wife.

Send us the news as soon as you know it.
And thank you for taking in Rose.

We'll make firm plans as soon as we know
when we're leaving.

I'm glad to have her now I know it's
what you both want.

What I want is for her to know that
family can be a loving thing.

We'll do our best.

Love is like riding or speaking French.

If you don't learn it young, it's hard
to get the trick of it later.

Well said, Shrimpy. And good luck.

What did you tell Mary about Michael
Gregson?

Nothing. But I hope he made it clear
what has to happen.

Oh, yes. We both know what happens next.

I'll see you at Downton very soon.

And thank you both so much.

We look forward to it.

Are we all ready, Bates?

We are, my lord.

Mr Carson, I'm going down to the
hospital. I think I have what she needs.

If there's anything else, anything at
all, just telephone.

According to the doctor, there's nothing
to worry about.

Well, of course I worry.

After Lady Sybil, how could I not worry?

Now, should I meet the others off the
train?

Get Mr Matthews' car taken to the
station and have the others brought

here. Mr Matthews can drive himself to
the hospital and come back with the news

when he's ready.

Yes, good, good, very good.

And Anna.

Thank you.

Would you help to prepare while I make
sure everything's ready?

You saved me from making a fool of
myself at the fair.

I'm afraid I had too much to drink.

I don't know what you mean.

Well, I think you do.

And thank you.

I wish Matthew were here.

It's funny. I feel as if I'm only half
myself without him. He'll be on the

train by now, and you won't want him in
the room till it's all over. You can

trust me.

Oh.

It won't be long now.

We must ring Carson.

He'll be in such a state. I will.

I shouldn't have gone up north.

How could I be so stupid? My dear, the
baby will be perfectly well.

Slightly early, but not very. We just
have to take a little extra care, that's

all.

What are you doing up here?

I just wanted to make sure there wasn't
too much harm done.

Well, there was enough harm done.

You were brave, Mr Barrow.

Very brave.

I feel badly. I shouldn't have run off.

Oh, you should have.

Otherwise, what was I bloody doing it
for?

Were you following me?

I like to keep an eye out.

I could tell you had a bit to drink.

So... Yes.

Yes, I did follow you.

Why?

You know why.

I can never give you what you want.

I understand that. I do.

And I don't ask for it.

But I'd like it if we could be friends.

Aren't you out, Mr Barrow?

If that's all.

I think I can manage that.

Thank you, Jimmy.

Thank you.

Make yourself useful. Something to leave
the pain.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much indeed.

That was Mrs Crawley.

It's over.

Lady Mary's very tired, but she's come
through it. They both have. Thank the

Lord.

What about the baby?

What about it?

What sex is it?

Oh, I never thought to ask.

Oh, good Lord.

Mum!

Can this hot and dusty traveller come
in?

Say hello to your son and heir.

Oh, my dearest little chap.

I wonder if he has any idea how much joy
he brings with him.

My darling, how are you?

Really?

Tired and pretty relieved.

But just think, we've done our duty.

Downton is safe.

Papa must be dancing a jig.

I'm dancing a jig.

I feel like I've swallowed a box of
fireworks.

You are going to be such a wonderful
mother.

How do you know?

because you're such a wonderful woman.

I hope I'm allowed to be your Mary
Crawley for all eternity and not Edith's

version or anyone else's for that
matter.

You'll be my Mary always because mine is
the true Mary.

Do you ever wonder how happy you've made
me?

I'm rather foreign.

Shouldn't you be saying things like
you'll be up and about in no time?

I'll do that tomorrow.

But right now, I want to tell you that I
fall more in love with you every day

that passes.

I'll remind you of that next time I
crash the car. Yeah, do.

I give you full permission.

Where are the others?

Panting to see you.

To see you both.

But I've sent Mother to keep them at
bay.

I wanted the chance to be alone.

With my family.

You better go and tell them.

But first, I think I've earned a decent
gift.

You've certainly, son.

First Libby, now her little cousin.

It's rather wonderful the way that
family could keep on rolling.

Did you have a good time?

I did.

Very good, in a way.

How about you?

I've been on a bit of a learning curve,
if that happens.

Me too.

And it isn't over yet.

These things are always rather
nerve-wracking. But all's well that ends

well. And it won't be long before you'll
be able to say hello to your very own

grandson.

My grandson.

Oh, my dear, how sweet and miraculous
that sounds.

Life is strange, isn't it?

In so many different ways.

No, I mean, I think of all the
uncertainty between Matthew and Mary or

when the money was lost.

And everything was so dark.

Yet now here we are with two healthy
heirs, an estate in good order, and I

wonder what I've done to deserve it.

I agree.

But then we don't always get our just
desserts.

You better go down. They'll be here in a
minute.

And tell Mr. Matthew he must wait his
turn.

He's seen the baby, and they haven't.