Original subtitles

My mother, she's coming here.

Hello!

Dad, I know the logistics inside and out. I can do it.

You need to trust me. How am I supposed to take over if you don't?

The lady told you to stand aside. Ain't your business.

I could choose to make it my business.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

I'm not going back to Barlow's. I don't care about Oxford any more.

I am gonna find someone to give you lessons.

Reading, writing and numeracy.

Can Henry come, too, ma'am? Our doors are open.

I want to make an example of them.

I do hope they haven't forgotten how to cut fish.

CUTLERY CLINKS SOFTLY

So... Mary Hardacre has organised classes

to help the local illiterates.

You must invite her over. Why?

We must offer our support, include a donation

and extend the invitation to the uncouth mother.

Well, I hope this works.

Well, you've chucked enough money at it.

Stop being a misery, you. Get your feet off the desk.

I'll put out the slates.

Oh, Mrs Harris. Nice to see you again.

Mrs Hardacre.

This is my daughter-in-law, Mrs Elizabeth Hardacre.

She's gonna be helping us, and, erm, this is my mother.

Hm.

MRS HARRIS SIGHS

These desks ought to be six inches further apart...

to dissuade from fraternising.

Oh, I'll take those.

I like to look my students in the eye as I hand them out,

communicates that I am in control.

The floor clean and swept. Yes, Mr Beesley.

Old furniture, where to, Mrs Dryden? The bonfire.

Leave it out the back. Swiftly, please.

Master Harry's tutor is expected at any time.

Ah!

I abhor those wretched things.

I wasn't aware there was an alphabet board in the house.

What's that, Mrs Dryden?

A ridiculous apparatus used by misguided people

under the illusion that one can contact the spirits through it.

Really?

Make sure that's first on the bonfire.

Yes, Mrs Dryden.

BREATHES SHAKILY

Right, Harry. Mr Lewis is downstairs.

I never asked for this. No, you didn't.

But it is what you need.

If you won't go back to school,

a tutor's the best way to keep studying.

I just wanna forget about university.

It's never gonna happen.

Harry, look at us.

Remember where we came from.

Now you have a chance to go to university,

but you've got to bring something to the table.

Just do your best. That's all I'm asking.

Mr Lewis. Sir.

This way, Mr Parker. Mr Hardacre is expecting you.

Mr Lewis is admiring the artwork.

So sorry.

I glimpsed the pastoral on the wall and just had to investigate.

I thought it might be a Gainsborough.

Right.

I'm Arthur Lewis, and I suspect you must be Mr Hardacre.

I prefer "Harry". Of course.

A fine enough name on its own.

Your Mr Beesley is going to show me to my room,

and let us reconvene in one hour to begin our lessons.

This way, Mr Lewis.

HARRY INHALES, EXHALES

Come on, then, you lot.

Take a seat and make sure you listen to what Mrs Harris tells you.

Thanks for spreading the word, Franny.

It's not a bad turnout, considering. Aye, you're a diamond.

Take your seats.

I am Mrs Harris.

Many of you might prefer not to be here.

Most of you will struggle.

It's not my concern

why you failed to complete your education the first time round,

but you're here now, so you will listen to me,

you will work hard,

and you will benefit from my expertise.

Reading, writing your names.

You will remember this day as the first day of your new lives.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you.

Thank you.

SIGHS

Exactly, Grandmama, I hate it, too.

Don't say "hate". I'm rather fond of it.

It reminds me of a dress I wore in my first season.

It's not the '70s.

No, it just doesn't cut it for autumn parties or a shoot,

and those are the best opportunities to find a suitor.

No, try on another.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm so sorry. I promised Liza I'd call on her.

I believe securing a suitor is rather more important.

And I shall return, Mama,

but I told her I would take her a selection of my Jane Austen books.

EMMA SCOFFS Go ahead, my dear.

We'll reconvene tomorrow.

LADY IMELDA CLEARS THROAT

EMMA SIGHS You sound like a steam engine.

I thought it was agreed

that we were united against the influence of their family.

With young friendships being so volatile,

we are giving Adella time

to... draw her own conclusions about the Hardacres.

And rest assured... they will manifest.

GIGGLING

ADELLA SIGHS

Why must finding a husband be so exhausting?

I used to read Jane Austen for pleasure.

Now I'm living the life of one of her heroines...

without, it seems, the final chapter.

'Ey? A happy ending, Liza.

A handsome, raffish landowner

on 5,000 a year who carries me off into the sunset.

That's a busy day. I'm deadly serious.

Grandmama would have me parading in new gowns in Mayfair.

And Mama's making me feel I might be a spinster forever.

Well, I'd rather be a spinster than have to deal

with fortune hunters showing up after me money.

Never wish to be a spinster, Liza.

We must continue to hope that true love is out there.

Maybe we could find out what's gonna happen...

..if we ask the spirits.

Now, then. Thank you. That's amazing.

It's a great job, Joe.

I just wanted to make it a bit special.

Well, that, you have. Numbers in tomorrow.

Aye, first week's trading.

What do you think, Cal?

I think Joe's done very well.

I will say, at the end of a day's trading,

I'd like to see less on the shelves,

but across all the shops we've refurbished,

trade seems reasonable.

Well done, son.

Slowly and surely, young man.

Again. Again.

Sweep up, straight down, circle back. Again.

Sweep up, straight down, circle back.

Sweep up and sweep down.

Circle back, sweep up, straight down.

A, B. Sweep up, straight down, circle back.

INDISTINCT WHISPERING Again. Again.

Try your other hand.

Try your other hand, please.

It can't get worse.

I can't believe you've done this before.

So, the glass just moves on its own?

That is so creepy.

The Americans call it a Ouija board.

One of my friends from school was obsessed with seances.

But I always found it a total bore.

Usually, nothing happens other than...

LIZA GASPS, THEY LAUGH

A load of overexcited girls scaring themselves sick.

I still wouldn't mind trying.

Well, we'd need another person. KNOCKING ON DOOR

A note for you, Miss Liza,

on behalf of a Captain Edward Blackwood.

Thank you.

Who is this Captain Blackwood?

It's an officer me and Betsy met last week in The Lucky Sailor.

There's been a misunderstanding. He thinks I've dropped something,

and he's going to come and return it tomorrow,

but it all seems like a lot of fuss to me.

Indeed.

DOOR OPENS

Excellent.

So, these are your texts.

You're a budding naturalist.

This is what I've been studying.

Verbs, 'ey?

Debemus laborare ad assequendum ambitionem nostram.

"We must work hard to achieve our ambition."

Bene factum. How is your Greek?

Not that good.

HE SPEAKS GREEK

I don't understand.

No matter. We will come back to Greek.

Shall we begin with some Latin verbs?

Fine.

We've a lot more letters to get through, so please focus.

SIGHING

Otherwise, we'll be here till Christmas.

Again. Again.

Sweep up, straight down, circle back. Again.

You're not listening to my instructions.

I'm only asking of you what is asked of any five-year-old.

Bugger this.

No, no, no. Please give it a chance. Don't leave.

Look, I know it's not easy.

Come on. You're here now, lads.

Nah, this in't worth it. No!

No, no, come on. You know you can do it.

Give it a go. Sit down.

The sooner you accept that this is my classroom, not yours,

the quicker you may actually learn something.

I mean, I was practically begging 'em to stay,

and that Mrs Harris was walking behind me and barking orders at 'em.

You never thought it was gonna be easy, did you?

Well, you look exhausted.

Was that me tossing and turning? HE SIGHS

Maybe.

I just can't get over what a struggle it was.

I mean, she didn't make it easy for 'em,

but I thought they could stick it out.

Well, they just don't know what they have yet.

You've gotta give it time.

You're right. I've won bigger fights.

Don't I know it. Mm, hm-hm.

Just gotta have a little patience.

You do know that word, don't you, "patience"?

It's P-A... Give over.

THEY CHUCKLE

HE SNIFFS, SHE SIGHS SOFTLY

Good morning, Adella. Good morning.

Grandmama, would you know of a Captain Edward Blackwood?

He's calling on Eliza today. Blackwood.

Well, that can only be the Blackwoods of Suffolk.

Of course, the Baron of Felixstowe.

Calling on Liza Hardacre?

He merely wishes to return something she dropped in town.

Oh!

Gentleman from a moneyed family of good standing.

Perhaps you should be there when he does.

Wouldn't that be rather crass?

Also, I believe she rather likes him.

I thought you said that she had several suitors

and dismissed them all.

Why should this be any different?

And you are much more suited to a barony, Adella.

What harm is there to meet a suitable prospect

when no other intention has been declared?

It is totally falling off a cliff edge.

I mean, this isn't sustainable...

Dad? ...for more than two...

What's so urgent?

Callum has the figures for the first week's trading.

They're a little concerning, Joe.

Right. Well, it's first week.

Yes, but it's smart to get ahead.

So Callum and I were talking... Without me.

...about our business. JOE SCOFFS

I think you need to put less fresh goods out.

It looks better when the shop's stacked.

Looks like we're thriving.

It doesn't matter if we're not selling them.

Doing this is a stretch on the family finances.

We're taking a risk.

Joe, I think your ideas are good,

but the problem is overstocking and wastage.

Dad, you signed off on this.

I know I did, but I need to see that you understand the numbers.

Why are things not selling? What's causing the biggest loss?

Is that fair enough?

Yeah.

Hi, Miss Liza. All right, Callum?

Oh, those need to go to Mrs Dryden. Liza.

Who's this Captain Blackwood who's visiting today?

Mrs Dryden seems concerned you didn't contact your father first.

Well, he's not a gentleman caller.

Me and Betsy were in The Lucky Sailor... Oh?

We just went in for a chat,

and then a couple of drunks thought we were a bit full of ourselves

cos we dared turn 'em down,

so Captain Blackwood stepped in to make sure they got the message.

Ignoring the fact that you went to The Lucky Sailor without telling us.

What's this young man coming here for?

Because, apparently, I've dropped something,

and he's bringing it back. He's just being a gentleman.

Mm, mm. Oh.

But he's not a caller. No. No.

Ugh. I mean, I must say, your hair's looking especially nice today.

Don't forget a chaperone.

Harry!

Ah, Harry.

You cracked the code! Yes, "Meet me in the garden."

What did you want me out here for?

Your Mr Lewis came to say hello.

Turns out he's all right.

We don't thrive in dark rooms with old textbooks, Harry.

We need fresh air as well.

So, you understood the written Greek.

Shall we practise some spoken?

Rhubarb, from the Latin "rheubarbarum"

and the Greek "rha barbaron".

Although, the original derivation might be from the Persian "rheum".

Rubber, rubber, what? Rha barbaron, Grandma.

Well, how do you know how they pronounced it?

Scholarly research, my dear.

Your grandmother does make a very good point.

We have no evidence of how the Greeks spoke,

and I was just saying to Harry how little it matters

how we sound as long as we're attempting the language.

Well, I wouldn't normally argue with him.

He's always been the smartest person in the room.

I don't doubt it.

Well, maybe we should continue our studies in the rest of the garden.

It's been a pleasure to meet you both.

Harry, shall we?

You all right? What you doing home?

HE SIGHS I just needed time to think.

Last week's takings were bad...

and my dad wants me to figure out every last reason why.

He thinks I don't understand business.

I'm sorry, love.

It's only been a week.

I just need this to go smoothly.

He wants you to turn around to him and say,

"Look how good I've done."

Nothing'd make him happier.

So do your best, and it'll happen. HE EXHALES

Oh, it's from the Fitzherberts, with a £10 donation for the class

and an invitation for tea with all them posh cakes that you like.

Well, I suppose I could come along.

Rich folk, hey - always desperate to spend their money on something.

It's called charity, Ma. We've had our fair share.

It's not always welcome, though, is it? What?

Maggie told me what happened yesterday.

Two lads walked out. Yeah, and 11 of them stayed put.

Yeah, but they're not happy, though, are they?

Maggie said Franny's gonna give it one more go,

then she's gonna be moving on.

Are you kidding?

You need a word with that posh teacher of yours

cos if you lose someone like Franny, you might just lose the lot.

MARY SIGHS

Den... bor-ee-ah?

Just form the sound.

I don't know how to.

You recognise the word. Just try.

There's no point.

Harry, it is entirely normal to be frustrated

by a perceived lack of progress.

But I'm never gonna make any progress.

All this stuff, it sounds right coming out of your mouth.

I just sound like an idiot. I've been told.

By whom?

Can we just get on with the lesson?

You have every right to pursue an education.

You are bright and have the potential to achieve.

Look, I've said I don't wanna talk about it.

I don't want to do any of this,

so can we just get on with the lesson so I can go?

I am concerned that your previous experience

has affected your confidence. This...

I've said I don't wanna talk about it!

HARRY SLAMS DESK

Let's take a break.

DOOR OPENS, CLOSES

It just... Mrs Harris, it just seems that quite a few

of the students were unhappy with the class.

I imagine their previous teachers endured the same reaction.

I will do my job. They will succeed, or they will fail.

I mean, could be a little bit more supportive.

Writing letters over and over again isn't what they were expecting.

Mrs Hardacre, I teach students with no formal education.

It is my job to remedy their failings slowly and methodically.

Full stop. I do not have time for tantrums.

Yeah, but they're tired.

They've been working 12 hours on the docks.

Maybe if you just consider working differently.

My method has worked for 20 years, Mrs Hardacre,

and with all due respect, you're not a teacher.

Just because you rose above the environment that THEY inhabit,

does not mean you can tell ME how to do my job.

Yeah, well, I feel like I need to when their dignity's at stake.

I do not have time to concern myself with such things.

Then I'm sorry. You're no use to me.

I beg your pardon?

I am afraid, Mrs Harris, you have just lost your position.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

What are you doing here? I was remiss.

No Austen collection is complete without Sense And Sensibility.

Oh, well, thanks, but, er...

Have you been trying on make-up? DOOR OPENS

Miss Liza, Captain Blackwood has arrived,

and he's waiting for you in the drawing room.

He's quite... charming, in't he?

Since you're here, you can be chaperone.

Not that we need one.

DOOR OPENS

Captain Blackwood.

Miss Hardacre, what a great pleasure it is to see you again.

LIZA CHUCKLES SOFTLY

Adella Fitzherbert.

Good day.

Miss Liza, I must return this.

Oh, that isn't mine.

Oh, my goodness. May I?

My apologies.

Although, at least I've had the opportunity

to renew our acquaintance.

I'll leave you to your afternoon. Oh, well, you're here now.

Er, could we offer you some refreshments?

What a very generous offer. I accept.

It's a privilege, though, isn't it,

to be able to help people the way that teachers do?

You know, give them a chance to get off the docks

and build summat for themselves.

Well, you are changing society.

That's very kind. Hm.

But unfortunately, the whole thing has fallen at the first hurdle.

Yeah, she fired the teacher.

Might be an idea to find someone they want to listen to next time.

Oh, it's that easy, is it? How unfortunate.

Yes. So I should go and find a suitable replacement for tomorrow.

But I really appreciate your support,

and your donation was so generous.

Thank you. Not at all.

But you must stay, my dear.

You're a keen card player?

Oh, is she ever. Hey, you stay.

Cards, is it? All right, then, I will.

And where are you staying? On my uncle's estate.

Morley, in a rather... tumbledown guest cottage.

Doesn't he want you in the house? It's probably for the best.

He's been unwell, and everyone's upsetting him. Oh.

There's nothing worse than feeling below par in company.

Indeed. Also, he keeps seven cats,

and I'm rather more fond of him than them.

LIZA LAUGHS

To be honest, though, my regimental living quarters

have conditioned me to... prefer simpler accommodation.

I feel like we're so lucky to live here now,

but there was something so nice about the house we used to live in.

I knew where everything was.

Money isn't everything, Miss Hardacre. It is true.

There's a lot to be said for simple living.

Oh, gosh, how clumsy of me.

Is it on your dress? Let me get Maggie in.

No, no. I will attend to it myself. You two must continue without me.

ADELLA CLEARS THROAT

Beesley. Miss Adella.

LAMP CRACKLES

My apologies, Miss Adella.

Lamp light may be all the rage,

but when these wretched plugs are loose,

they seem to be possessed.

CRACKLING STOPS

May I help you, Miss?

I spilt lemonade on my dress, Mrs Dryden.

Oh. Come with me.

We will find a cloth and some tepid water.

And don't forget to keep counting. That's bridge.

When you said "cards", I thought you meant we were gonna play poker.

This is foolish. It's far too complex for our guest to take in.

Hey! I'll get it soon enough.

I'm delighted by your confidence.

George will be joining us soon, and you and I can play as partners.

We'll put your new-found skills to the test.

IMELDA CHUCKLES

Oh, India's extraordinary. Have you been?

LIZA LAUGHS I haven't left Yorkshire,

but I have heard they've got quite big cats over there,

so I bet your uncle approves.

THEY CHUCKLE He spent many years there.

You should try Assam tea.

It's more robust than Ceylon, but I think you'll like it.

Ooh, I do love tea. I could send you a package.

Or better still, you could come and visit me at Morley.

Oh, well, thank you. Either would be lovely.

Not at all.

And now, as much as it pains me, I must leave you.

Actually, rather than come all that way for tea...

and, erm, this may be very, very forward,

but I wonder if you'd like to join me on a grouse shoot

on my uncle's estate?

Grouse shoot?

Yes, a small group of friends will be gathering next week.

All good sports, and your brothers are most welcome to join.

With your father's permission, of course.

Oh.

Please do consider my offer, Miss Hardacre.

Thank you for coming over.

Miss Fitzherbert. Oh.

Goodbye, Captain Blackwood.

Follow me, please, sir. What offer?

He asked me on a grouse shoot.

Is that so? Well, how delightful.

I thought you would be happier.

Oh, he is very nice.

Grandmama said he's from a well-moneyed family.

What you doing asking your grandmother about Captain Blackwood?

Who else would know better if he was of good stock?

I was asking for you.

The important thing is he's not a fortune hunter.

He's a first-rate prospect.

I suppose I might give him a chance, then.

If you're really unsure about this Captain Blackwood...

...what about... asking those spirits?

LIZA LAUGHS

SHE SIGHS

KNOCKING, DOOR OPENS

Am I disturbing you?

Oh, Mr Lewis, no. No, not at all. Come in.

I hope you're settling in. How's Harry doing?

Yes, that's what I wish to discuss.

Er, Harry...

...is a bright young man.

His Latin is very passable,

but Greek is a challenge.

But that's something you can help him with.

I fear he may not be ready to accept help from anyone.

Please, you're not giving up on him, are you?

I don't want to.

I want what is best for Harry.

But it seems he doubts himself severely,

and it will affect his learning.

I'm sorry, but I thought you should know.

Ah.

Yes. I'll talk to him.

Please give me time.

I don't think I can handle losing two teachers in one day.

Oh, I... I set up a literacy class,

and the teacher treated grown men and women

like they were five-year-olds.

And they hated it. They can't learn like that.

Well, as with Harry,

it may be a matter of finding the right person to reach them.

Well, that's what I'm working on here.

Oh, Mrs Hardacre? Mm.

Perhaps model the teacher you seek for your class

on whoever taught you.

SHE CHUCKLES SOFTLY

DOOR OPENS, CLOSES

And... there we are.

CHUCKLING Oh, don't be downhearted, my dear.

Look, I'm just getting the hang of it.

Oh, dear. Look out, everyone!

CHUCKLING You really are improving.

Reminds me of hearts.

You know hearts? You know that game? No.

Oh, it's a cracking game with a little wager on the side, 'ey?

Always makes things a little more interesting.

The way you've taken to it, the next game will be ours.

MA SLAPS TABLE

DOOR OPENS

Thank you for joining us, Maggie.

Don't say "thank you", Miss Adella.

I'm not happy to be here.

I don't want to get haunted.

I've tried to tell her it's not like that.

Maggie, try think of it like a telegraph.

If we're very lucky,

we'll receive messages in our world and the spirits in theirs.

All right, Miss Adella... if you say so.

But remember, not a word to anyone.

And I think you'll find that's the game.

That's right, isn't it?

I say, very well done. Thanks, Georgie boy.

I don't know why you didn't tell me about this before.

Yes, my dear, congratulations.

Rather careless, darling, but fair is fair.

The game goes on.

I have to say, I've never seen bridge picked up so quickly.

Yeah, cheers. Cheers.

Cheers.

Is anybody there?

Spirits...

...we call upon you to show yourselves

and reveal the truths we seek.

How long does it usually take? Shh!

Maggie, you try. Other voices can summon them.

Is anybody there?

LAMP CRACKLES, THEY GASP

Ask, "Are you with us?"

Mm-mm.

Come on, Maggie.

Are you with us?

Spirits, will you communicate the truth to us tonight?

Oooh.

Did one of you move that?

Spirits, should we be afraid?

Oh, I don't think I like it, actually, Adella.

Liza, ask your question.

Come on. Don't be such a mouse.

All right. All right.

LIZA EXHALES Spirits...

...will I find happiness?

Spirits... will I get married?

Spirits... will I have a future with Captain Blackwood?

CRACKLING

LIZA HUFFS

Well, maybe I just weren't clear enough.

Spirits, can you hear me?

Spirits? DOOR OPENS

I thought the room was empty.

What on earth is going on?

What are you doing with that thing?

Maggie! Don't blame her, Mrs Dryden.

I-I told her she had to join in. And why is this lamp here?

It's a danger.

It's got a loose connection.

Miss Adella, we spoke about this today.

I would suggest that all of you go to bed immediately.

Consider yourselves lucky I'm not telling Mrs Hardacre.

Maggie!

MAGGIE'S FOOTSTEPS RETREAT

DOOR CLOSES

You tried to trick me with that lamp.

ADELLA EXHALES

And I suppose it were you pushing the glass as well?

I'm sorry if you're upset, but it was just a little bit of fun.

Yeah, for you.

Don't be like that.

I'm tired.

I'm going to bed.

Your mother will probably want you back first thing, so...

I'll say goodbye now.

DOOR OPENS, CLOSES

SHE INHALES DEEPLY

EXHALES DEEPLY

What is it, child?

Absolutely nothing will be happening

between Captain Blackwood and myself,

as it seems Liza liked him far more than she said.

I see.

And I fear I may have behaved rather pettily on discovering this.

Did Liza not deceive you about her true intentions?

She let you believe she didn't like him.

Is that how a real friend behaves?

Perhaps not.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

The Hardacre grandmother is keen to join our bridge four again.

IMELDA SCOFFS How very encouraging.

Insufferable.

This is a pointless exercise, Mama.

No, Emma - useful.

Entirely useful.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Still trying to replace that old hag?

Do you have any idea how much these classes mean to me?

You know, apart from the odd lesson at the workhouse,

I practically taught myself.

I used things that interested me. That's how people learn.

And I need someone who understands that.

Mr Lewis isn't here.

I looked round the house, I knocked on his door,

but he didn't answer.

Oh. Well, maybe he's left.

You didn't exactly make him feel welcome.

So he told you about yesterday?

All I heard was you weren't happy, and maybe you're not ready.

Oh, for God's sake.

I don't like teachers much,

but I know that that Mr Lewis is a good 'un,

so if you've chucked your chance away, you're an idiot.

And as for you, you know how you can make them classes work

if you just opened your bloody eyes.

Clever fools, the pair of you.

You can see, Dad. Long-term is looking good.

Sorry, son. We've run out of time.

You're gonna have to cut back on fresh produce.

It's been one week. I need you to consider other ideas.

You don't trust me.

Would you swallow your damn pride

and take good advice when it's being offered to you?

The stakes are too high. SAM COUGHS

We're in a recession, son.

If we don't make a profit, how can we help people?

That was the whole point of doing this.

Right. I'll see if we can cut back on the fresh produce,

but, Dad, go home and get some rest.

You look exhausted.

SAM COUGHS Don't worry about me.

DOOR OPENS

So sorry.

I borrowed a bicycle to collect a textbook from town

and suffered a wretched flat tyre. HARRY CHUCKLES

Don't worry about it.

Harry, I'm here for as long as you need me.

Right, Latin.

Oh, Maggie.

Franny.

Hello, everyone... and thank you.

Thank you for coming back.

Look, I don't blame you for being unhappy.

So I've made a change.

No more Mrs Harris.

I'm gonna be your teacher.

I'm sorry, Mary, but, I mean,

what are you gonna do that's any different?

We're gonna try something.

Pass these back.

There's yours.

These lessons have got to be part of your lives,

whether that's reading a sign or a newspaper or reading a story,

reading your rent book, yeah,

signing your name or your husband's.

GENTLE CHATTER AND LAUGHTER

Now, in a few months' time,

I don't want any of these to be out of your reach any more.

Shall we do some work? Yeah?

I, er...

Er...

I was bullied.

All last year.

Then this new teacher showed up.

Taught Greek. Strict.

I thought they wouldn't get away with it any more, but...

...he just joined in.

He hated me for being there.

He picked on me for all the hard questions

just to hear me get it wrong.

He told me I wasn't good enough.

And I realised he was right.

So I left.

I'm very sorry, Harry.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

It's disgraceful that they could treat you this way.

I'm sorry for what I said... for getting angry.

There's nothing wrong with showing a little passion.

Catullus would approve.

Do you really think I stand a chance of getting into Oxford?

With hard work, I very much do.

So, I'll be seeing you next week. Yes.

And you? Of course.

Don't be late.

That were great. Thank you, Maggie.

Why didn't you do this before?

You're wasted being rich, you.

I just hope they know what it can do for them if they stick at it.

Well, you know, there were supposed to be more.

You know, kids to look after, so... And what about you?

Are you coming back?

Well, it depends. On?

Slice of cake might convince me. MARY LAUGHS

I'll see what I can do, love.

EXHALES DEEPLY

Volo te ac tuos amores

Ad caelum lepido

Vocare versu.

Ha-ha, excellent!

I believe poetry should always be delivered standing up.

And a very fine way to end our day.

SAM COUGHS

What the hell's wrong with you? Why don't you just go to bed, Dad?

I'm just feeling a little under the weather, Ma.

He's exhausted. He didn't even touch his supper.

Evening.

Why are you so chirpy?

Well, Mr Lewis said the next tutor I get

ought to be like the person who taught me,

so I thought I practically taught myself...

...so I took the class.

LIZA GASPS Bloody hell.

I've been waiting on you to actually do something

rather than paying staff to do it for you.

Less Lady Bloody Hardacre and more Mary.

Yeah, Ma, I was bloody terrified.

Oh, Mum, I'm so happy for you.

I'm proud of you, Mum.

Oh, thank you. Yes, well done, love.

HE PANTS

Are you all right?

Yeah... What's wrong with you?

HE BREATHES HEAVILY Sam?

Dad?

I don't, er...

I don't f... HE GASPS SOFTLY

Sam!