All language subtitles for The Durrells - 04x05 - Episode 5.ORGANiC.English.C.edit.Addic7ed.com

There we are.

Mmm. I went to Corfu Town yesterday,
and they've swept it.

They've swept it?

Mmm. For the visit
of the King of Greece.

Oh, so that's why they were washing
the trees.

Washing the trees?

You want to make the place look nice
for your monarch, don't you?

The last king,
his brother was killed by monkey.

Hah! You see!

It's an important visit

because King George can help restore
national pride

and stiffen resolve
against Germany and Italy.

I know things.

I just don't shout about them.

God, I sound like Margo.

At last, we are back
in the locals' good books,

so let's help with the celebrations.

Theo's part of some welcoming committee.

Mmm-hmm,
yeah, I-I'm a committed royalist.

Love a queen, so I'll do my bit.

Good morning, Durrells.

Oh! Morning, Spiros. Sleep well?

Yes, despite a goat with a cough
finding its way up into the attic.

Then the weasels sat on my face.

Lemurs.

Sorry, darling,
but Spiros is working hard

building your animal enclosures.

Course, ideally, they'd all just roam.

Yeah, then ideally we'd hunt them
down with my Lee-Enfield

and put them in a pie.

Where shall I leave my laundry?
Oh, I'll take it, thank you.

That's how romance rubs off,
exchange of used underwear.

There is no romance.

It's a practical arrangement.

This is good, isn't it?

Yes.

So why do I keep thinking
something will go wrong?

Have you talked to your wife?

No. She's a mystery to me.

At first, mystery is nice.

Then not.

Well, safe to say
we're over the mystery stage.

Actually, you can do it.

Good day.
Bonjour.

Bonjour.
Bonjour.

Buongiorno?

Si. Buongiorno, signorina.

Guten Tag.

Kalimera.

How delightfully European.

So, Basil, we've agreed...

that you're going to stop
your doodah with Spiros' wife.

Well, I've had a think.

And... no.

What?! Oh, come on, Basil!

No, I'm... addicted to love.

But I'd rather not be killed by Spiros,

I've seen his sledgehammer,

so very happy to keep it quiet.

No, no, I'm hopeless at keeping secrets.

I'm not very good either, so
we'll both have to raise our game.

Dimitra and I
are being very discreet now.

Spiros and my mother obviously
love spending time together.

Let's hope he stops caring
what his wife's up to.

But I'm VERY disappointed!

If Spiros finds out
you're sleeping with his wife,

all of this niceness will end.

It's your fault.

You more or less frog-marched me
into Dimitra's lovely lap.

Apart from anything,

since Larry's left, I'm supposed
to be mother's confidant,

but I can't tell her anything.

Basil's looking
pleased with himself these days.

Has he found a lady friend?

I hope so.
That'll make life so much simpler.

Well, put your glad-rags on.
We're off.

Shh, shh.

And now in English,
for Mrs, and Leslie Durrell.

Sitting there beautifully. Quietly.

The Royal ship
will sail past their house,

so let's have some sort of display
from there,

which the very creative Durrells
will come up with.

Well, we did have an
Indian Prince at the house once,

and it has been said,
I'm a bit of a princess.

I'll cook something.

And I'm an ex-policeman,
so could be an elite bodyguard.

Though we wouldn't want a repeat

of that shooting
that started the Great War!

In fact, the Mayor suggested
we involve the Boy Scouts.

Patrol Leader Demetrios
is looking for a successor.

Perhaps you could be him, Leslie.

I'd be delighted.

Young minds, smart uniforms,
outdoor pursuits, discipline.

All the good bits from the Hitler Youth.

But... not the bad bits.

Leslie Durrell.

You tried to join my Fire Brigade.

That was humiliating.

But I thrive on disappointment!

You're prepared
to take over as Patrol Leader?

Yes, I am.

"Be prepared"!
It's in the rules.

They are becoming
too high-spirited for me.

Well, I come from a headstrong family,

so I'm used to unruly behaviour.

Shall I watch you and learn?

Good idea.

Boys.

Hello, lads.

Don't worry. I was expecting that.

This is like the novel
Murder On The Orient Express,

by Agatha Christie.

Do you know it?

Someone is killed on a train

on which there are different
foreign passengers.

Who did it?

The history of the world
is an history of aggression.

Ah? We're all guilty.

Maybe the British woman did it.

Why do you say that?

Because the British cannot be trusted.

Good, that's broken the ice.

Who'd like a sandwich?

My Aunt Prue made these for me.

What is in them?

Looks like... pilchards and pickle.

Ah... It's nice out here.
With the old...

..sea.

So... Any news from your wife?

No.

Hah! I was just thinking
about how possessive we get,

then we look back and realise
how silly we were.

Before marriage, what do you say,
fill your boots?!

I know I did.
I know.

Any girlfriend I've had on Corfu,
you went out with her mother!

But after marriage,
you've made your vows,

so be faithful, and honourable.

Yeah, ideally...

I loved my father,

but he cheated on my mother,

a lot.

Each time, it tore another piece
off her heart...

..until there was nothing left.

And I promised her
I would never be like my father.

Excuse me.

Spiros just...
It's all right, I heard.

Now will you tell his wife
that it's over?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

And for God's sake, keep this
from my mother, as well as Spiros.

Just have to wander back to Dorset,
won't I?

Resume my life as a dusty solicitor.

Maybe it's best.

You could move into something
like conveyancing.

That'll get my pulse racing (!)

I'll just stay for the King's visit.

And I'll say goodbye to Dimitra.

I'll do that for you.

No, I'll do it.

Hah. Fit for a Greek king.

Thank you.
But you can just call me Spiros.

They say cooking is like making love.

Don't be salacious.

I will come over there and wash your mouth out.
OK.

Me first, then I'll do yours.

Ah! Stop it!

Gerry, you've made a beautiful zoo.

Thanks. With a touch of farmyard.

I hear you're being driven mad
by the Royal Welcoming Committee.

Yes, and I thought
the Corfu Lunar Society were tricky!

But they tell me
the King loves wildlife.

I'll ask him for a donation.

No, no, don't do that,

but could you lay on
a tableau of animals

for him to enjoy as he sails past?

As long as he doesn't expect them

to stand there immobile,
quietly grinning.

No, the rest of us will do that.
Thank you, Gerry.

I'll tick that off my list.

Mmm. That's good.

Those are really good.

Too good. We'll keep these.

Mr and Mrs Bunn, the royal bakers!

Greetings. What news from the King?

He's here in two days, and at this rate,

he'll take one look at Corfu, and
head for a more organised island.

Well, this is ready, at least.

What is it supposed to be?

The King's face.

It's harder than it looks to put
a face on a pie, you'll find, Theo.

Ah, right, Theo, for the king's visit...

Six scouts will do a drumroll
on massive drums,

then the other boys
will swing down on ropes

from the big trees in the garden,

there, there, and there.

Each of them will activate
blue and white fireworks,

whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Are you out of your mind?

Yes, at this late stage,
something simpler and less fatal?

And darling, please involve
Gerry in your Scout troop.

Why?

Well, because I'd love
the two of you to get on better.

And to broaden Gerry's horizons
from animals.

Get an interest in knots.
Or bugling.

But he'll just hate it and make fun.

No, not if he's involved.

Oh, he is your brother.

To prevail on you again,

there are more officials
from the royal advance party

than we realised.
Do you have any spare accommodation?

Um, yes.

We have two guests in one room,

and Gerry, Basil, and Leslie in theirs.

Otherwise...
And... Spiros has his own room?

Oh, God, yes.

Yes, Spiros has his own room!
Of course.

If I may, I'll send you a guest or two,

non-paying, I'm afraid.
Fine.

And Spiros really does
have his own room.

I know. You said!

Of course people think you're
having an affair with Spiros.

I thought you didn't care.

Well, I wouldn't, if it were true!

I'm being hung for a crime I haven't
had the pleasure of committing.

He's living with you, they're bound
to think he's more than a handyman.

Spiros has his own bedroom,
on a different floor to mine.

Yes, and there's no way he could
get into your bedroom from there (!)

He'd have to walk yards...

These are gorgeous.

You and Spiros should open a patisserie.

I want him so badly.

Blimey.

But I'm petrified.
Why?

Well, look at my record.

My husband died at 43,

Sven told me he was homosexual

the day before
we were due to be married.

Yes, shame on you!
Hugh was stabbed.

Daphne and Leslie
were halfway up the aisle,

look what happened to them.

We're happily married.

Despite the thing he does
with the, erm...

Anyway!

It does happen, you know.

Well, it's all academic, anyway.

Spiros may not love Dimitra,

but he's wedded to her, in every sense.

Oh, I have an update
on her rumoured indiscretion.

I don't need a dramatic pause.

Well, apparently it's with a foreigner,

because she feels that doesn't count.

Thank God Larry's away,
or I'd suspect him.

So I'll be using English,

the most important language
in the world.

And it'll get you an English badge.

Anyone who doesn't understand,
put your hand up.

How would I get my Anti-Hunting badge?

That doesn't exist,
but do try for the Idiot Badge.

Yes, Sotiris?

Can we go to the zoo of Gerry?

Yes, but only because

that's where we're going to practise
our display for the King.

Yes, Stavros?

My parents say the British are bad.

Really.
And who do they like better?

Nazis.

I've got my eye on you.

Right, we will now march to my house.

I will lead, my brother Gerald
will bring up the rear.

Panos, drum.

We are all going to home.

Margo, why are you
in the other direction?

Where would you rather be,
England or Greece?

My family are in Corfu.

War or no war, I wanna be with them.

What madness, we all must run home.

Like er,
rabbits disappearing into holes.

It was you who invaded Albania.

No. No, I have an alibi.

I was sitting in a cafe in Paris.

We should be like Switzerland.

They say no to war.

So they can say yes
to making more money.

So you think only Greece is perfect,

with its prime minister
who burns books he doesn't like,

and would embrace fascism
if his King wasn't so pro-Britain?

I can read a newspaper.

Why not persuade your family
to join you in England, huh?

Because Corfu feels like home.

Oh. Herete.

You must be part of the royal entourage?

Yes. Theodore Stephanides sent us.

Ah, right, well, er,
let me take you to your rooms.

Or would you like to show the
Royal party upstairs, Lugaretzia?

No.

Lugaretzia is a republican.

Do not tell them!

Yes, she is full of surprises.

But her real allegiance
is to hypochondria.

Don't ask her how she's feeling.
She will tell you.

Ah, at ease.

Good walking.

Kosmas, are we recovered?

Good boy.
A bleeding knee is a happy knee.

Oh, and well done
for ignoring the crazy shouting man.

We are not a military organisation,

or silly...

We are here to make friends,
serve our elders, and learn skills.

And today's skill is... knotting.

Here are your practice ropes.

Now, knots are vital.

Without them, our lives
would literally fall apart.

Now, these are your practice ropes...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where are you going?

To see the animals.

Gerry, can you get them back, please?

Gerry!

Oh, hello, Leslie!

I'm so proud of you, poppet.

Mother, can you not?

I'm a figure of authority...

Oh, yes, of course, sorry.

How's it going?

Yes, very well.
We're just taking a short break...

♪ Let me call you sweetheart ♪

♪ Because we are through ♪

♪ Let me hear you whisper ♪

♪ That you love me too... ♪

Yamas!

♪ Let the love light glowing ♪

♪ In your eyes, so true ♪

♪ Let me call you sweetheart ♪

♪ Because agapi mou... ♪

No...

I think Dimitra's
foreign lover is Basil.

SHE GASPS No!

On our trip to Kalami,
she really seemed to like him.

And now he's being all lovey-dovey

and singing with a Greek accent.

Hah... Good enough for me.

But he's so...

Well, some women do go for that
shiny-Englishman-in-a-cravat type.

Are you talking about me?
No!

Er, only in the broadest,
woolliest sense.

Your amazing cakes!

That was it.
Thank you.

In fact, I'm a terrible cook,
but I have a secret ingredient.

Oh, what's that?

Mrs Durrells.

So, what are you going to do?

Oh, I don't know.

Not tell Leslie.

He'd strangle Basil
with his own voluminous shorts.

Still, it's exciting that this may
finally get you two together.

No, the opposite will happen.

Spiros said
he'll kill Dimitra's boyfriend,

and here we are, harbouring him.

Kalimera.
Oh!

It's more courtiers...

Florence, you have spare rooms...
No, we haven't.

This would make a good crime novel.

What?

A person less each time.

Killed one by one in inventive ways,

but by which member of the group?

Ovvio, no?

Too obvious.

He seems dangerous,
so he must be an absolute sweetie.

Well, you seem sweet,
so you must be dangerous.

Damn, he's noticed!

Right, I hope
you've all brought your flags.

And the rest of you?

Sorry, we forgot.

Well, we can't practise properly,
then, can we?

We can go and see the animals again.

No! No!

No! No! No!

Stop!

Gerald Durrell.

Your behaviour falls below
the standard required

to remain a member of the Corfu Patrol.

I'm going to court-martial you.

And what does that involve?

The confiscation of your woggle.

What is a woggle?

This is a woggle!

I have animals to prepare
for the royal visit, so...

Might I have a word?

Please excuse any items
of an intimate nature.

I've been cleaning your room all year.

I am horribly familiar
with your... intimabilia.

I'll speak plainly.

I know you've started seeing a woman,

because you've been galloping
through your aftershave

like an over-zealous gigolo.

You'd make an excellent
vice-squad detective.

Thank you.

Do you want to tell me who she is,
assuming it's a she?

Yes, it's a she!

Sorry.

I can't tell you who it is,

because...
she is a very private person.

It's Spiros's wife, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Basil, of all the women on Corfu!
Why Dimitra?

Two reasons.

She's beautiful, and she's nice to me.

That isn't a reason!

Those aren't the two reasons.

They're bracketed together
under Reason One.

So you could say
there are three reasons.

Reason Two, under the original
numbering system...

I didn't think it would do your chances

of getting together with Spiros
any harm.

I don't believe
Reason Two for one moment.

Dimitra only contemplated
having relations with me

because you are having them with Spiros.

I am not! How dare she say that?!

Well, you'll be pleased to hear that...

..I will be leaving Corfu
imminently.

I'm sorry.

But thank you.

It's for the best.

Have you noticed, nobody's tried
to sit in this carriage?

Yes.

Isn't that surprising?
No.

You did not notice my home-made sign?

No. Otherwise I'd have removed it.

I like meeting people.

Soon it might not be easy
to cross Europe like this.

Nobody in Europe
is as interesting as me.

Think of the chances
of that being true...

My last boyfriend, Zoltan,
was arrogant, like you,

til I tamed him.

What happened?

He went home to Turkey.

Turks are...
Don't be rude!

As soon as I saw you,
I wanted the others to leave us.

So why have you been so unpleasant
since Paris?

I thought I was being interesting.

I wanted to get your attention.

Really?

Well, next time, try this.

You're moving gradually closer.

Yes.

It helps we've been breathing
the same air for two days.

I almost can't imagine
not being with you.

Good.

Don't try.

Go on, then.

I can't sleep cos I'm thinking
of all the ways I could kill Gerry.

Why, is there a scout badge for killing?

Well, if there isn't already,
I'll start one!

Shh.

Idiot!

It's really not...
Shh.

How many people are in the house?
17.

I almost envy Margo, tucked up
in her own bedroom in England.

Prue and Geoffrey across the hallway,

snoring away
in their heavy-duty pyjamas.

Mmm...

Larry hasn't written for ages.

I hate not knowing where all of you are.

You're my planets. I want you
in a fixed constellation around me.

I'm here.

Here.

Thank you.

So, tomorrow the King will sail past
on his ship,

and we... do things.

We'd make the effort if our
own monarch sailed past our house.

What are your Scouts doing?

Oh, you'll see tomorrow.

Precision choreography.

No thanks to Gerry.

Well, I've got a zoo to run,

can't spend time
playing at toy soldiers.

Well, say that politely and don't go,

rather than sabotaging Leslie's dream

of being taken seriously.

Yeah. And what are animals,
if not toy people?

Basil says he's leaving soon.

Oh, yes, he mentioned that.

He loves it here.
Why would he leave?

Probably just wants to go home.

Exactly.

"I fear I am trying your patience
with these outpourings.

"But what are offspring for,
if not to sit and listen?

"Love, Mother.

"PS. Also, your father
would be so proud of you...

"if he hadn't so stupidly died."

"Mamma, fear not,
your 12 pages rushed past,

"though page eight sagged somewhat

"under the weight
of its extended bread metaphor.

"I'm blooming, despite Hitler
doing his best to ruin the mood.

"If I wanted a shouty
little shithead in my life,

"I'd've ordered one.

"Pardon my Chaucerian vernacular.

"In case a bomb falls on me in Paris
in some sudden pre-emptive strike,

"know that I miss you,
and I love you."

I'm sorry to call so early,

but the King's sailing past
in a couple of hours

and I have bunting to iron.

I've only come because
there seems to be some confusion.

I have never
so much as kissed your husband.

So why is he living with you?

Because he's helping out
around the house and the garden.

He's building homes for our 93 animals.

You made it clear
you didn't want Spiros in your life.

Why else would you
take your children away to Athens?

Because for years he has been
under your spell, and I had enough.

So ask him back.
I'm sure he'll come.

But you don't want him back now, do you?

Because you have Basil.

Basil is kind, and generous.

Spiros gives me nothing.

Because he has no money!

And you'd only make fun of him.
I've seen you.

You see the boyfriend Spiros.
I see the husband,

with the shouting,
and he thinks he owns me.

Yes, well, they can be
a bit like that, can't they?

Men.

Yes.

I used to worship my late husband...

..but even he could be a bit of a...
Well, a zoo-keeper with me.

He was loving and protective, but...

Anyway.

Basil isn't like that.

He listens.

It wasn't even his idea to come to me.

But he said it was.

No, it was your son, Leslie's.

What?!

To make it easier
for you to be with Spiros,

with me the evil adulteress.

Well, Basil is leaving,

so you and Spiros need to decide

whether or not
you have a future together.

And if he says no, you are there,
waiting for him.

Spiros is an honourable man.

If he was going to walk away
from your marriage,

he would've done so a long time ago.

Excellent work.

And keep the flags straight.

Well done, Panos.

And flutter.

Down.

And moving in...

And the flags going out!

And into the wave formation...

Kalos. Poli kala!

You're only letting yourself down,
Stavros.

I think we can improve
on that final shape, but well done.

Final run-through shortly,
in front of the officials.

Spiros...

I was just saying a final goodbye
to your special lady.

Are you leaving?

Yes.

And everyone I've known on Corfu
is getting a quick visit.

If they want one or not!

How cruel!

Anyway, I'll leave you to your...

..marriage.

It's OK.

I've just come for my smart suit,
for when I meet the King.

Jolly good.

Basil?

Thank you for taking the trouble
to call on my wife.

What a nice thought.

To put around this, for the King to see.

Believe me, you don't wanna wrap
a flag around a barn owl.

You'll have his beak through your hand.

Oh.

And what's this for?
The snakes.

No, you can't paint the snakes blue.

Yassas.

This is the First Corfu Town
Scout Troupe's welcome

to King George.

Come on, boys, in we get.

So, the King's ship will be coming
from that direction,

and when it gets there, this happens!

Leslie, darling,
I need to talk to you about Basil.

Swastika?

What are you doing? Boys?

Ooh, a swastika.

That's a little off-colour.

Stop that swastika right now!

Anybody contributing to the Nazi symbol

will have to return their Scout badges.

And yes, Stavros, that means you!

Get them down!

Stop! Stop! Stop that!

Stop that right now!

Please...

I don't think Leslie's Scouts
should perform for the King.

They might give the wrong idea.

In fact, the King isn't sailing
this way.

There's been a change of plan.

I'm really disappointed in you.

It's like actual Germany, isn't it?

One bad... fly

ruins an otherwise excellent
and decent soup.

Oh, well!

Anyone need any Greek flags?

You did say NOT the bad bits
from the Hitler Youth, remember?

I went to see Dimitra
early this morning.

And she told me it was your master plan

to get Basil together with her.

Oh, thank God you know,
it's been killing me.

I'm sorry, I thought it
would help you end up with Spiros.

Then I realised it was a mistake,
but Basil wouldn't give Dimitra up.

There's been enough deception.

Let's admit the whole truth to Spiros.

But he said he'd kill whoever was
having an affair with his wife.

It's Basil, I think it's worth risking.

And he's leaving tonight.

Where is everybody?!

Three trays of cake,
I feel like Goldilocks.

It can't be!

Oh, Margo!

You didn't tell us you were coming back.

I missed you so much.

I missed you too.
Margo's back, everyone!

God, you're loud.

Ah, sorry,
I've been screaming at Boy Scouts.

I know that voice.

How was your trip?

Um, very... fruitful.

Nikos?

Oh... Hello.

Hello.

Boyfriend?
Yes.

And he's going to live with us.

Oh, well, we're rather crowded,
I'm afraid,

you may have to share a bed.

I don't mind.
That is not a problem.

No, not the two of you together!

This is a genteel house now.

Well, Spiros is staying here!

That's very different, isn't it?

Because Spiros is doing jobs
around the house.

Now, we are just getting ready
to take this food into town

to join in whatever is left
of the celebrations.

Oh, what are we celebrating?

The pointless King is visiting.

Ah, that's nice.

Can I have some of this dog-face pie?

That's the King.

Where is everybody?

There's still some confusion
as to where the King should be now,

but I've given up worrying.

We enjoy confusion.

Where's Basil?

He's finally gone back to England.

George Formby.

Ah! George Formby.

Wow.

What a shame.

The royal visit is a big success.

I've driven many people
many miles to see the King.

What does he look like?

We couldn't find him.

Spiros...

This isn't easy...

..but you'll find out soon enough.

What?

You know your wife was having an affair?

Well, it was with Basil.

And... And I put Basil up to it.

I thought it would bring
you and Mother together.

But Basil's left Corfu now, so...

Hello, everyone!

Ah packing, eh!

Maybe I should burn it all

and just take a toothbrush
and a hefty Trollope

for the journey home.

Basil, man, will you ever leave?!

You... My wife?

Spiros...

Spiros. Let's...
Let's talk about this.

You were in my house today!

Just to say goodbye.
It would be rude not to.

Defend yourself.
Sorry?

Spiros, we're all to blame.

You interfered in my life
and my marriage.

I was the last to know.

I can never forgive you.

Spiros...

I think we can agree
that I deserved that.

Definitely be off, then.

Italy's invaded Albania.

We're all back together,
and we're not going anywhere.

You must take your family
back to England.

I'm trying to see it
as setting them all free,

but it feels more like
losing a lot of friends.

You've loved my mother
ever since you met her.

And you feel guilty because
that's what broke your marriage.

It's not about me.

It is. I want it to be!

Subtitles by TVT