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Hey Dick, who's there?

Father, the bastard's here.

Your bastard's here.

Old Northumbrian custom, eh, what, Dick?

Greeting the bastard.

Forgetting him, you mean.

That's an old melon one.

Father's sprats in the country have got his

mark on them.

I'd like to have a look at him.

Let's hunt him down and you can have

his scalp.

Huh?

His hair?

Come on, let's hunt the hair!

We're gonna hunt the bastards!

Come on!

Come on, funny,

go and get yourself a man.

What nonsense, eh?

They won't get near him.

Twenty years it must be.

Since he could walk, he's been coming to

that mountain.

Just to see me.

So it's true.

Who was the mother?

Don't know.

Can't remember.

All the same, though.

All mine.

Come on, we are next!

Come on, get after them!

We are next, come on!

Get up there, boy, get after him!

We're losing him, damn you!

Come on!

Come on!

Marty!

Don?

Don?

I'll give it.

I'll give it.

That's what you get, you devil.

Marty!

Come on, Marty!

Where's my dinner, man?

Wait and see, Pike.

Armstrong!

Do you expect us to kill the fatted

calf for you?

Not been away, have I?

Lift up your hearts towards the sanctuary and

bless the Lord.

Blessed be thou, Lord God, who bringeth forth

bread from the earth.

Amen.

Sharp day, that is.

Matthew had to go out with the beasts.

And the cold gets on his chest.

I didn't mind that.

Didn't get that cold.

Don't mind, Marty.

We take care.

That's why you should have taken care for

him.

Doesn't matter, Dad.

And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is

Abel, thy brother?

And he said, I know not.

Am I my brother's keeper?

If you want to know where I've been,

why don't you just ask?

I was up at the peak.

Aye, that's a fair step, Donald.

You gave me your oath never to go

near that man.

I was up on the peak and he

was down in the low field.

Now, of course he might...

Eat up, then.

He had some.

I wish I had a couple of his

crayons.

They were eaten and drinking to him and

his friends.

The women, Marty, you should have seen them,

big-titted women.

Have some respect for your mother.

Or if you can, up for her, for

me.

Well, you want it to wear all along,

isn't it?

You knew I'd been up at the peak.

I think you're more interested in Squire Mallen

than I am.

This is my house.

And you'll not mention that man's name in

my house.

Dad.

And the Lord said, I mark upon Cain,

lest any finding him should kill him.

What a shame.

For all the world to see.

Damn you.

Damn you to hell!

I'm your father.

Aye.

Mr. Radler's father, but you're not me dad.

It's your house.

And it's your farm.

And me mum works in your house, and

I work on your farm.

And I do your work, and I do

Marty's work as well.

Don't quarrel, Dad.

I'm not quarreling, Marty, I'm telling the truth.

You bought a cow and calf by that

old bull in the valley.

I never, I never...

I never...

And you admire the man who did that?

I don't know what I do or why

I do it.

I am...

Oops.

Mother.

Yes, Fanny?

Oh, my God.

Can't I go up to bed?

Not yet.

Those firemen have gone up.

Well, they live here, don't they?

Now, listen.

Look, if they leave it tomorrow, you must

give them a chance.

When you live here, you can go up

to bed whenever you like.

I don't want to live here.

But you like Dick Mullin, don't you?

And that father of his has drunk yourself

to death.

But there's no running water or gas lights.

Mother deserves closets.

Oh, where I was brought up, there wasn't

even them.

When you get the lady of Hyde Bank,

you can have whatever your father's money can

buy you.

All right?

Now, listen.

You are going to marry a man and

be a lady.

Not a walking pawn shop like them two

in there.

Get up.

Very good, very good.

Talk to you about it.

I know.

Where are the parenting girls?

I thought we'd have a game of cards.

Huh?

How do the girls get packed off the

room after dinner?

The old man treats them like children.

Well, anything.

Just so long as we don't have to

spend the evening with those awful women.

I'm supposed to marry Fanny Armstrong.

Really?

Some chance.

We'll be off tomorrow, back to London.

Go on, Lennox.

It's the last night.

Let's double the stakes.

Right-o.

Ah, Dick.

I want you.

Dick!

Don't worry, he won't get away.

I don't think much of his friends.

Londoners?

No damn blood in them.

They've lost contact with the land.

That's what it's all about.

The land.

What lies under it.

There's no damn coal here, Wurstler.

I've got coal on roots.

Grandchildren.

Family with a name to it.

Madden.

Dick'll give you all your grandchildren.

I never missed.

Those Farrington girls.

What obligation?

Oh, my wife was a Farrington.

Her nieces, hardly any property.

My responsibility.

Don't worry, Frank.

When Dick marries, he'll get high banks.

Free of all encumbrances.

Fanny will have a fair settlement.

What do you want?

Here I am.

Where's Dunn?

Getting some brandy up to Mr. Mullen.

Oh, is he?

Well, you bring us some more port, eh?

No, wait!

Bring us a dozen bottles of champagne!

Bedley!

Come here, Jack!

Your wife's ever played jockeys.

Jockeys, Thomas?

I've played jockeys!

That's an old game right there, lads!

A bit rough, but the women like it!

Well, clear a space!

Bedley, go and get the women in!

Come on, jockeys!

Here it is.

Miss Constance?

Don't be silly, Constance.

I hate it.

It's good for you.

It's good for nervous disorders, anemia and groin

pain.

I've stopped growing.

I think I've stopped growing.

Barbara's drinking hers without any trouble.

She needs it.

I'm sure Fanny Armstrong was brought up on

this.

Miss Armstrong is a very eligible young lady.

Her father has a coal mine.

And that's where he found her mum.

Mary Peel!

No mother's calling us old ladies.

Well, they cannot hold a candle to my

ladies.

Quiet, Mary Peel, or leave the room.

Yes, Miss Bridgerton.

Miss Barrington's are proud enough without your help,

and we do not talk about our guests.

They're Uncle Thomas', not mine.

Next year, when Barbara's 21, she will be

the Lady of Highbanks.

My cousin will be married before then, Miss

Bridmore.

And I dare say neither Constance nor I

would wish to stay here.

Our needs do not always consult our wishes.

But your uncle is unlikely to put you

out on the moors when you've lived with

him for so long.

It is disgusting.

I don't think there's anything here that I

regret leaving.

I mean that you and Mary Peel should

come and live with us.

Thank you.

When that time comes, I might have other

plans.

I don't want to govern us all my

life.

Aren't you being ungrateful to your Uncle Thomas?

They're going tomorrow.

It isn't them.

I then make no right clutter that lot.

Please, Miss Bridmore, let's go out tomorrow.

Let's go as far away as we can

tomorrow.

I'm sure your uncle will want you to

say farewell to his guests.

What are they doing?

You get to bed and never remind.

What do you think they're doing?

What people like that do?

It's not for us to judge.

Well, I'm going to have a look.

No, Constance!

Constance!

Constance!

Hey!

Come on, Manny!

Why me and not you, eh?

Because I had a different dad.

Dad?

Yeah.

What's it feel like?

What?

Being a bastard.

I'm as sick as you are, Manny.

At least there's where you go won't kill

you.

Well, what

is it, Constance?

Nothing, Miss Bridmore.

Something is amusing.

Blimey, if I tell you what it is,

your sister and I can be amused by

it as well.

It's what Mary Peel said afterwards.

Well, what did Mary Peel say afterwards?

He mined that woman wasn't wearing drawers either.

It is not amusing.

I'm very glad we shan't be seeing those

people anymore.

Not all of them.

Miss Bridmore, may I stay in the trap?

No, you come down with us.

There's a good girl, Constance.

Big jump.

Shall we ask Miss Bridmore if we can

go up to Carfell?

To see our cottage?

No.

Anyway, she's busy picking those things.

Lichens.

It's not fair.

Cousin Dick is going to inherit the hall

and all we have is a cottage.

I hate it.

Very nice cottage.

Oh, I expect it will be all right

for you, Miss Bridmore.

What's wrong with her?

She has to live in other people's houses.

She's a governess.

Even a governess can have feelings.

Look, Miss Bridmore.

What is it?

It's a lichen.

No, it's not.

When I first came to High Bank's hall,

Miss Constance Farrington was a well-mannered, polite

little girl.

I wonder what happened to

Miss Bridmore.

There's someone watching us.

I saw someone on the opposite bank.

I thought...

There's no one here for miles and miles.

It's time to go back now.

Come, girls,

let's get in the warm.

I've been waiting for the truck.

I thought they were gone by now.

I saw them.

Are they still here?

No, the others are in there.

I'd better drive them into Hexington.

The horse is very tired.

I'm sorry we kept you waiting.

We thought you'd all go in the carriage.

No, we had some business to settle.

There appears to be a fire in the

drawing room.

There is, Miss Bridmore.

Good.

Girls, come in.

All your hands.

Richard, did you go for a walk this

morning?

No, I didn't.

I wish to God I had.

The cart's ready.

Malin, you're going to pay back every penny

that you owe me.

Or I'll see that you're thrown out of

your clubs and barged into society.

Come on, will you?

He knows the alternative.

You've got until the end of the week.

Oh, yes.

These little pictures are very nice.

But I'm sure they can't work.

I'm glad you're staying another day for him.

I mean, he's so small.

What made your father change his mind?

I wanted to take just the big ones.

You persuaded him because you wanted to spend

some more time with Richard.

Oh, look!

This man has a mark just like yours.

Look, Mr. Armstrong.

This man in fancy clothes has a white

mark on his head just like the Squires.

So he should.

He was my great-grandfather.

Really?

Such a young man.

Look, funny.

Who does that remind you of?

Richard!

He's just as handsome as Richard.

Yes, a hundred years ago.

More than about today, of course.

You'll have a grandson with a Malin streak.

Oh, yes?

Well, I'm waiting.

Tell me, Miss Farrington.

What do you and your sister intend doing

when your cousin is married?

She's going to look after her old Uncle

Thomas, aren't you, my dear?

No.

You go and get me another glass of

port.

And little Connie's going to marry a duke.

Ah!

Oh, Richard!

Your friend's gone?

Just this minute.

Thank God for that.

Maybe we'll see more of you now, eh?

I want to talk to you.

Me?

You don't want to talk to me.

Not when there's a pretty woman in the

house.

Thank you.

Luncheon is served.

Hi, Emma.

Hi.

I saw Mr. Taggart's car today.

Hi.

It's Friday?

Why, hi.

Don't see the horse?

Hi.

Where's Dad?

He's upstairs.

Hi.

Hi.

I wish Don and Dad...

You know...

Hi.

If he goes off on his own sometimes,

it's because...

It's because he's like that.

It's all right, is Don.

You meant that wall over Café Louis?

No, Donald did.

The beach can go down there in summer.

This is cold.

How are you, Matthew?

I'm all right, Dad.

I'll have to go into Hexham to see

the doctor.

You'd better come too.

Like a hospital, you mean?