All language subtitles for call.the.midwife.s03e04.hdtv.x264-tla

'To the young,
it seems no door is closed

'and as though all hearts are open,

'everything is possible...

'..and love comes so easily.'

Oh, hello. Hello.

Hello.

'I loved my work

'and the freedom
that it brought me.

'I loved the teeming streets,

'the families I encountered.

'I loved it all,

'and I thought the joy
would last for ever.'

What's this?

My attempt at making the Children's
Dental Education Programme

a little more fun.

Would you mind finishing it later?

Nurse Miller's still
with Kitty Chubb

and she's run out of pethidine.

Is there no-one else who can go?

You're next on call,
and it's been a long labour.

I think Nurse Miller
would value some support.

Of course.

I shall see you at the Clinic.

What's that?

The nightdress I was making.

With every stitch, I could see
the baby's face more clearly.

But now the nightdress
will never be needed,

and the face won't go away.

Put it in the drawer, Shelagh.
Put it away out of sight.

I tried that.

This isn't the end of the world.

It's just the end of a road.
We'll find a way ahead.

I'm looking for it. I really am.

I can't keep doing this!

Sshh! You're nearly there, Kitty.

And remember,
every one of these pushes,

you're that bit nearer
to meeting your baby.

Pethidine? Special delivery!

Bless you, Sister,
but we don't need it now!

Baby decided he was in a hurry after
all, and Kitty's coping really well.

No, I'm not! Oh, poor thing...
I need Frankie.

I think I saw Mr Chubb
in the kitchen.

Mr Chubb is called Victor.
Frankie...he's in there.

Top drawer.

That's him!

Big, strong, brave push!

We're nearly there, Kitty.

I'll go and organise some hot water.

Actually, Sister, if could just
pass me that warm towel...

Now pant for me, Kitty.

Good.

Well done.

Now, one more big push.

Oh, what a beautiful baby boy!

Is he mine? Is he really mine?

Oh, yes.

You must think me a right daft 'un,
asking for my teddy.

Not at all. If it helps you,
that's what matters.

Congratulations.

He's yours now, little one.
I'm not a kid any more.

Excuse me? How much longer, please?
What's the name?

Moss. Leah Moss.
I've been here over an hour.

I do apologise, Mrs Moss,
we've been busier than usual today,

but you are after this lady.
Thank you.

Sorry for the long wait.

Could've done without it today,
to be honest.

Don't suppose you've got
a spare hour to lend me?

If only.
You are looking a little tired.

You getting enough rest?

You sound like my mother.

Your ankles are very swollen.
Are they troubling you?

Apart from turning me
into an elephant, no.

Any headaches? Heartburn?

Nothing. I'm sorry,
but I really need to go now.

I just need to check your urine.
It'll only take a minute.

Sister, there isn't
an ashtray in my cubicle.

I'll fetch one right away, doctor.

I do think Kitty will make
a wonderful mother.

She was so distressed
when she was in labour!

Oh, it's deliveries like Kitty's
that make me glad I'm a midwife.

It's as though
I've found my true purpose.

I felt like that when I was
called to the religious life.

Sister, do you enjoy
the medical side of things?

Of course! I started off as
a teacher in the village school,

but that's what you do
when you join this Order,

you train as a nurse,
and then as a midwife,

and all the while
you're studying to take your vows.

It's quite a tall order.
Yes. I've learned a lot.

Oh, I just don't seem to feel
the same...

..joy that others do.

Perhaps stop trying quite so hard

and instead just...feel,

feel the mother's pain,
the mother's joy.

The happiness is catching.

Mrs Moss?

Mama, I'm sorry to be so long,

I was waiting and waiting
for the Kranknshvester.

Mama?

Mama?

Not again?

No, not yet.

We'll wait till it passes.

A free spirit, a suffragette,
a nobler heroine!

That's all well and good,

but it doesn't mean Miss Scarlett
is innocent of murder!

Murder in Nonnatus House?

An enthralling board game, in which
we are required to play detective.

Cluedo.

Sshh!

J'accuse...

..Colonel Mustard,

for one should never trust

a yellow-bellied,
colonial imperialist...

..in the Billiard Room -

billiards is such
a foolish pastime - with...

..a revolver -
the weapon of cowards.

It's about collecting clues,
not divine inspiration!

Well? Am I correct?

Oh-h!

Yes!

Do you wish to join us, Sister?

I must confess, I find this game
singularly invigorating!

It would be more so,
if you followed the rules!

Perhaps another time. I have some
correspondence to take care of.

I only agreed to join you in this
nonsense on condition you help me

with the rest of the donations, so
I suggest we go and do that instead.

I see.

What?

You do not take defeat very well,

so it's best we abandon
all hope of a rematch.

I am indubitably the superior player

and I would not wish
to vanquish you a second time.

Well, if you'll pardon me,
I'll leave the experts to it.

♪ Oh, I do like to stroll along
the prom-prom-prom

♪ Where the brass band plays
tiddly-om-pom-pom..."

If you're hoping for a duet,
I'm afraid I'm far too tired.

I don't want a duet,
I want an answer to a question.

And I'm rather hoping
that answer might be yes.

Well, it depends on the question.

I don't suppose you'd like to come
with me to Brighton this weekend -

all perfectly respectable.

A chap at work had
a hotel reservation

and he can't go now so...

Jenny, have you seen my dratted
tennis racket anywhere?

If Sister Evangelina's borrowed it
to chase mice again...

I'll be up in a minute.

Do say yes.
It would be nice, for once,

not to have to compete
with every nurse and mother

in the East End for your attention.

It is my weekend off.
Is that a yes, then?

Well, I do like to
be beside the seaside.

Cynthia!

Say you'll come shopping
with me tomorrow.

There's a dress I've been
dying for an excuse to buy,

and Alec's invited me
somewhere quite exciting! Has he?

Penny for them? Sorry.

It's just that I've had such an odd
conversation with Sister Winifred.

What about? I noticed something
wasn't right

when Kitty Chubb gave birth
this morning.

She just looked terribly uneasy.

And when we were talking it over,

she seemed to be saying that she
found midwifery quite hard.

Perhaps we need to give her
more support. Yes.

We were all beginners once.

Gosh, who would've thought
we'd end up the old hands?

Now, tell me all about this dress.

Where's my sweetheart?

Got you some little treats
from the shop,

schmaltz herring,
er, pickled cucumbers -

I know you've been craving them,
little bit of cream cheese... Why?

Benny Koffman
stopped by the delicatessen,

turns out his manager's
moving to Israel

and he's looking for a new one,

wants to know if I fancy it.

Benny Koffman's
shop's in Golders Green?

There's a flat above it,
and a garden for the little 'un.

This is our chance to get out
the East End.

It's, er, it's going to be a no,
isn't it?

What about my mother?
Take her to a doctor, Leah.

No doctors, Charlie.
I won't even discuss it.

It's 12 years
since she left this flat!

Do you think that doesn't make me
feel as trapped as she is?

Do you think
I want to be stuck here,

imprisoned in this house of ghosts?

Talk to her, Leah.

Talk to her.

My dear!

Sister Monica Joan let me in.

I wanted to give you something,
for the charity box.

Hello?

Midwives calling.

Come in, come in.
Don't stand on the doorstep!

I'm so ashamed, we've not so much as
a crumb in the house to offer you.

We're not here to eat, Mrs Rubin.
We've come to see your daughter.

She's in the bedroom.

Hello. I'm Nurse Miller...
What on earth are you doing?

Let me help you.

Sister Winifred was
bringing your delivery pack,

so thought I'd tag along.

Nurse Lee told me you left
the clinic in rather a hurry.

I'm sorry. Don't worry.

Your urine test was clear,

but we do need you to help us
keep on top of routine checks.

It's important for you
and for your baby.

I had to come home.

My mother doesn't like
being left alone for too long.

We can come to you here.

Apart from anything else,
it will give us

a chance to make sure
you're not doing any heavy lifting.

Just going to take
your blood pressure.

When Dr Turner and I married,
I was so sure what my life would be.

Just as sure as I was
when I took my vows.

But now...
I don't feel sure of anything.

I can't picture the future at all.

In the past year, your life has
changed unrecognisably.

It's understandable that you
looked for certainties.

Perhaps I was greedy!

I was given so much,
and I wanted more.

Do not even begin to think of your
childlessness as a punishment.

I will not allow it.

Thank you.

I need something to occupy my mind.

I'm not used to having so much time.

You have so many gifts, Shelagh.

Oh, I don't know about that.

You have energy and compassion
and intelligence

and a voice I have seldom
heard matched.

I only sing in church now.

Have you thought of joining a choir?

Poplar Choral Society
have a wonderful repertoire.

I thought I heard their director
had retired?

Yes, but the choir itself
is still going strong.

I don't doubt they'd welcome you
with open arms.

So, you are a nun?

Yes.

And a midwife?

That's right.

It is truly a wonderful thing,
what you do,

bringing life into the world,
seeing everything made new.

Everything's coming along nicely,

but I've ticked Leah off -
she's been trying to do too much.

That's my fault.
I make work for her.

I'm sure that's not true.

She has attacks.

Attacks?

Dizzy spells.

It's gornisht - nothing.

It's not nothing!

What if you have a dizzy spell
when you're out and about?

You may fall and hurt yourself.

I don't go outside,
so that will not happen.

You don't go outside?

Sometimes I do
and sometimes I don't.

The attacks, they come and they go.

We can arrange for a doctor
to drop by and see you.

There's no need for a doctor.
She just needs peace and quiet.

And peace and quiet, I get at home.

Apparently the restaurant serves the
best moules marinieres in England,

and I've just remembered
you don't like shellfish.

Well, if it's a seafood restaurant,
there'll be Dover sole.

I'll have to throw you out
in a minute.

I'll be up all hours packing.
I haven't even started.

Sshh! Not so loud.

There's something extremely urgent
we must attend to first.

What if one of the nuns walks past?

♪ I was made for you

♪ Nature...

I never used to think I could dance.

When I dance with you,
it feels as if we're in a film.

Like Debbie Reynolds.

Does that make me Gene Kelly?

I rather think it does.

I say! What do you think?

I think how wicked you are
to be spending two whole nights

in a hotel with a man.

Surely you don't think...

Alec will have organised two rooms!

Oh, I'm teasing, silly.

I'm sure it will all
be perfectly proper.

Though I think that's
what he's organised.

He didn't exactly say.

Oh, it's going to be lovely,
strolling, hand in hand,

along the pier.

But you are a modern girl
in many ways,

he might have made assumptions.

Men will be men.

Not Alec, surely!

Course not.

In which case, you'd better have
such a marvellous time

that you make us all positively
green with envy.

Hello.

Ah, hello!

Do take a seat,
Mr Jesmond will be with you shortly.

You can take in the luxurious
ambience while you wait.

D'you know when he'll be back?

Well, he said
he was going to the bank

to withdraw the wherewithal
for your little treat...in Brighton.

I see.

It's a shame
I had to cancel my plans,

I've had some memorable weekends
in that hotel.

Still, you two are clearly
going to make the most of it.

What's he been saying?

Oh, not much. But then,
he doesn't need to say much.

We understand each other.

Jenny! What a lovely surprise!

Didn't think I'd be seeing you
until this evening.

What have you told him?

Just that I was looking forward
to taking you away.

I was under the impression
you'd booked two separate rooms!

He clearly isn't!
Jenny, you're making assumptions.

No, Alec, you are.

Enjoy your moules marinieres!

That's perfect!

You just need to take it easy now
these last few days.

Don't worry, Sister,
I do all the housework today.

Not only is it our Shabbas soon,
it is also the festival of Shavous.

I've heard of Shavous.

Isn't it the Feast of Weeks,
the day you read the Book of Ruth?

And the day I make cheesecake!

A recipe from the heim.

You want to try a bit?

Oh, I've got to get back in time
for evening prayer.

I do love the story of Ruth.

"Whither thou goest I will go

"and where thou lodgest,
I will lodge."

Leah...

Oh, my goodness.

Sit in the chair, Leah.

Sorry.

Don't lift her or she'll vomit!

I'm sending for the doctor, Leah.

I'm sending for the doctor,

if not for your mother's sake,
then for your baby's.

I don't want to go to choir
practice! It will all be old women.

No, it won't. It's a choral society,
all sorts of people join.

I like piano and violin,
I don't like singing.

Good evening, PC Noakes.

Evening, Mrs Turner.
How are you, Timothy?

Rather hoping I might get arrested,

so I don't have to go
to choir practice.

We're joining
the Poplar Choral Society tonight.

Timothy's vexed because
he's missing The Lone Ranger.

Me too. Mind you, I've always
fancied singing in a choir.

You could go instead of me.

Well, I'd be quite tempted,
but, er, I'm on duty.

You enjoy yourselves.

We'll be sure to do just that.

I think we've come
on the wrong night.

Mrs Turner and Timothy?

Mr Delaney?

Welcome, welcome. Both of you.

This all looks very...cosy.

Since you telephoned, we've lost
three more members and our pianist.

So this is it, I'm sorry to say.

Five voices isn't so bad.

And Timothy plays the piano,
don't you?

Yes, but I can't sing.

Oh, as a matter of fact,
we were about to head to

the Coach and Horses.

You can come, if you like?

The nipper can sit on the steps
and we'll send out a cream soda.

All right!

You're very kind. But no, thank you.

Come on, ladies!
All good things come to an end.

Coach and Horses is
only round the corner. No!

Baby seems completely unperturbed.

What about my mother?

The sedative I've given her
will help.

Not least because it means
I can ask you some questions.

Aside from dizziness,
nausea and hearing loss,

does your mother
have any other symptoms?

She hasn't set foot outside
this flat for 12 years.

12 years?

Please don't take her away.

I know she's lost her mind,
but I can look after her.

What makes you think
she's lost her mind?

During the war,

Mama and I were in a Nazi ghetto.

A miracle happened and we escaped.

We lived in a cellar
till it was safe.

When we returned home, our family,
our friends were...

..gone.

Soon after, we move to London
and these attacks start.

You see now?

Mrs Moss, I am not going
to take your mother anywhere.

You've lost enough,
she's lost enough.

But we do need to get to
the bottom of what ails her.

I told you.
It's her mind that ails her.

Not necessarily.

It's possible we may be looking at
a form of vertigo,

something called Meniere's disease.

It's a problem with the inner ear.

The ear? Yes.

And there are medications
we can try.

Really?

A fear of leaving home is quite
common with Meniere's sufferers.

It may be that everything's related.

So, if you treat her ear,
she'll be able to go outside?

There is every reason for optimism.

After 12 years.
I can hardly believe it.

Thank you both.

Thank you.

You've no business talking to
her about our weekend plans, Clive.

Look, sorry old thing, but
she lured me into a conversation.

She was checking up on you.

I don't care if she was.
I've got nothing to hide.

Look, why don't you come out
on the town with me instead?

I'll find you a nice new girl.

That Nurse Jenny Lee
is far too proper.

And do you know something? That's
exactly what I like about her!

It was a joke!

Aaargh!

Alec!

Police! Police! Police!

There's been
an accident, quick!

He's over here.

The staircase just gave way.

Oh, no...

Is he...

Is he dead?

No.

Alec? Alec!

I'll stay with him,
you call an ambulance.

But fetch the doctor first!

I just saw his car parked
halfway up James Street.

It's a green Austin.
Knock on doors if you have to!

Alec? Alec?

Here. It's Alec Jesmond.

No...

He's breathing, but spark out.

Has been since I arrived.

Main problem looks like his leg.

He fell from up there.

Nasty.

The femur's shattered. And I
don't like the look of this foot.

We're going to have
to get his shoe off.

It's all right, mate. It's all right.
Aaargh!

You've come a bit of a cropper.
The doctor's here.

Aargh!

Sorry, sorry. Just try
and stay as still as you can.

Everything's all right, mate.
The ambulance is on its way.

No blood supply.

The whole limb is at risk.

Now, do as I tell you
and we might save his leg.

Any more pads?

There's a couple of rolled bandages.

Thank you.

I need your tie too,
to fix the splint. And yours.

You go outside and wait
to flag down the ambulance.

Yes, sir.

Aaargh!

My leg... Alec, don't move.

In a moment, I can give you
something to help with the pain,

but I just need you
to stay completely still.

Where's his ambulance?

That's the man.

It's going to be OK, mate.

Is it?

Yeah, it better be.

I don't fancy giving any bad news
to that girlfriend of yours.

No, you don't. No.

A problem with my ear?

And it can be mended?

The doctor believes so.
It means you can leave the house.

It means you don't need
to be scared any more.

And the timing couldn't be better.

What do you mean?

You know we always talk of
moving to North West London?

Well, Benny Koffman
has asked Charlie to be

the manager of his shop.

In Golders Green!

And there's a flat too,
with room for all of us.

I see.

So much news you give me,
all in one evening.

We need to let Benny know
by Sunday, Mama.

And today is Shabbas.

On Sunday, we start packing.

Steady on the way, gentlemen.

How can I have been so naive?

Are you quite certain
that Alec's intentions

aren't of the honourable kind?

You said yourself, men will be men.

You said Alec wasn't like that.

And nothing you've told me
now suggests otherwise.

I wish you could have heard
this chap. He was nauseating.

But Alec isn't, though.

Perhaps you should discuss it
with him now you've calmed down.

There's still time to go.

Cynthia?

We've had a call.

There's been an accident.

How is he?

He's out of theatre.

He's broken his right femur,

left arm and several ribs.

What about his foot?

They couldn't save it.

His ankle was so shattered, he would
never have walked on it again.

They said he would have
lost the whole leg

if it hadn't been for Doctor Turner.

What makes
you think that?

I don't know. If it's a boy...

Visiting hours are over.

Mr Jesmond needs to rest.

Oh, Nurse Lee.

How are you?

Only, I heard what happened
to your gentleman friend...

You poor kid, come here.

Have you slept or
had anything to eat?

I haven't been able to do either.

Well, I can't do anything
about the sleeping,

save knocking you over
the head with a mallet.

But I can give you something
to keep your strength up.

So, go on.

Oh, no, Fred, I couldn't.
You made that for yourself.

No, it's all right.
I shouldn't really, anyway.

I mean, me guts been
giving me jip... Thank you.

Mmm. Mmm.

Maybe I should wait until
after I get the tests?

You'll have to leave
the flat to get the tests.

What if I have an attack?

You do want to go out?

Would I be doing this,
would I be struggling like this,

if I didn't want to?!

Try, Mama. Please try.

Don't worry.

We'll try again.

Yes, thank you,
you've been very helpful. Goodbye.

The vascular surgeon
saved Alec Jesmond's leg,

but not his foot.

What age is he? 25, 26?

He'll live another 50 years,
Patrick.

You played your part in that.

Do you want one?

I always want one.

But you don't always ask.

Patrick, I'm going
to take on that choir.

Revive it, get it back on its feet.

Well, that's a bold move.

I'm a bold girl.

Sometimes.

We tried three times and she
can't even stand on the doorstep,

let alone on the street.

Why not?

Perhaps she needs more time.

How much more? Another 12 years?

The mind is
a very complicated thing.

I've already told Benny
I'm taking the job!

Well, now you can tell him
that you're not!

So...

no foot.

Better no foot than no you.

What am I going to do?

We are going to do perfectly well.

Who here brushes their teeth?
- Me!

Are you going to show me?

Ah, now brushing across is fun,

I'll grant you,
but it won't do the job.

You see, if you wanted to clean
between your fingers,

you wouldn't brush across them
like this, would you?

Up and down! You'd go up and down!

That's it, you already know...

Would you like to come through?

♪ With little forget-me-nots
placed here and there

♪ When I had it on
I walked on the air. ♪

That was lovely.

We've been singing since school.

We fancied ourselves
as the new Chordettes.

Only look at us now.

All mums, just a few weeks
between our babies.

You've got beautiful voices.

Miss all that singing.

Ladies, I might have
just the thing for you.

How would you like to join my choir?

We'll be practising
one evening a week.

Love to, Mrs Turner.
But we've got little ones.

I'm sure you'll be able to bring
them along to rehearsals.

Kitty? You shouldn't be here,

you know you're still
entitled to home visits.

I got bored of home visits.

Anyway, I wanted to show him off.

Aww, he's still got his teddy.

Oh, we don't go nowhere
without Frankie!

Don't forget to tell your family
and friends about the choir.

A choir?

I'm taking over
the Poplar Choral Society.

Numbers had dwindled and it would
be such a shame if it died out.

Goodness. Have you ever
run a choir before?

I haven't.

But no-one else has
taken up the reins.

Sometimes we have to take
matters into our own hands.

Mrs Rubin...

Mrs Rubin, when I was 12,

there was a horse that lived
on the farm next door.

He'd been a fine racer, but then
was kept in the stables so long

he wouldn't come outdoors any more.

So the farmer tried
a tiny bit at a time...

You think I'm an alte kliatshe
and don't know what you're doing?!

Coming into my house
and calling me a horse!

Yes, all right, it was a silly idea.

But I cannot sit back

and watch your family
fall to pieces after

everything you've been through.

What about this story?

It's about a heroine

called Tzirale Rubin,

who fought and beat
the most evil humans in history.

Who saved her daughter's life.

And left her family and
friends behind?

Some heroine!

Listen to me!

You are a warrior, Mrs Rubin.

You can fight this!

Take my arm.

Take it.

That's right.

No.

No, please!

Everyone tells you that
the love in films isn't real.

But I know what you and I have
is better than in any film.

When I thought I might lose you...

When you get out of here,
we're going straight to Brighton.

Then Paris.

Where Gene Kelly
and Debbie Reynolds belong.

Won't be able to do
much dancing, of course.

We'll be dancing in here.

Even now?

Yes.

How do I look?

Pretty suave?

The suavest.

My beautiful Jenny.

So, do you think I'll be able
to get 50% off shoes from now on?

Absolutely.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I've signed up several
new members so far,

but we still need more.

We rehearse at
the Community Centre every Friday.

Everybody's welcome.

I wish I could come.
I'm busy with Girls' Brigade.

I think it's a wonderful enterprise.

How's Alec?

He's got a long road ahead of him
and he knows it.

But he's being so brave.
I couldn't be prouder.

What's this? Poplar Choral Society?

I'm in the process of reviving it.
Well, you can count me in.

And Alec too,
once he's out of hospital.

Wonderful! Thank you.

That was Mr Moss, Leah's husband.

Leah thinks she's gone into labour
and I'm next on call.

Well, if you wait while I change
into my uniform, I'll come with you.

Don't you want to rest?
No. I want to work.

I need to get back to normal now,
for Alec's sake.

Oh. Good for you.

Good girl, Leah!
Good girl. That's it.

You're doing really well.

Just going to listen to baby.

Baby's heartbeat's
a little slower than I'd like.

Nurse Lee. I must talk with you.

Your friend, Mr Jesmond.

He is gravely sick.

But I saw him less than an hour ago.
What's happened?

The Sister on the phone said you
should go now to the hospital.

I'm sorry. But...

Are they sending someone else?

They...they didn't say so.

Sister?

Is everything all right?

Mrs Rubin, I need you.

We're going to welcome
a new life into this world.

Into a family filled with love.

And I need you to do
exactly as I tell you.

Do you understand?

Tell me what to do.

Sit here.

Leah, you're fully dilated now.

The baby's heartbeat
is a little slow,

so I want this baby out quickly.

Now, push for me as hard as you can.

The head's coming!

I need you to pant for me.

Good girl.

There's the head.

I can see the head!

Now, I need you to give me
one more big push!

That's wonderful, Leah.

There we go!

You've a little girl.

You're a bubbe.

Just going to cut the cord.

Oh, I think I'm more
exhausted than you are!

There we go.

Oh, baby!

She's beautiful.

Oh, you're a darling.

Congratulations!

Hello. I'm your mummy.

She looks like you.

She looks like Tateh.

We'll stay, here in the flat,
altogether.

Sister?

I'm sorry, Mr Jesmond
has just passed away.

No. You're wrong.

I was with him just
an hour ago and he was fine.

I'm afraid there was a further...
You're wrong.
..complication with his fracture.

The doctors suspect it was
an embolism that killed him.
I'm so sorry.

Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds...

♪ Hear my prayer, O Lord

♪ And let my crying come unto thee

♪ Hide not thy face from me
in the time of my trouble

♪ Incline thine ear
unto me when I call... ♪

Jenny.

I need to go to work.

Please.

You've been bereaved.

I won't hear of any return to work
until after Alec's funeral.

His parents won't
even be able to be there.

They're stationed in Ceylon,
his father's at sea.

No work for you today.

You must rest and join us
in chapel if you wish to.

Chapel?

I just don't see where God
fits into any of this.

God isn't in the event, Jenny.

He is in the response to the event.

In the love that is shown
and the care that is given.

I wish I could argue with you.

I wish I could think
of anything at all.

Would you consider taking
compassionate leave?

You could be our guest,
at the Mother House in Chichester.

I...

I might.

You don't have to give
an answer now.

Patrick. Would you look at
this manuscript for me?

I haven't read music for years.

You help Timothy with his piano.

I've had to fiddle
with the tenor part,

because I'm not sure
how many men will turn up.

Turn up when?

At choir practice. Tonight.

I've said we'll sing
at Alec's funeral

and I've absolutely no idea
how I'm going to pull it off.

My love,
I can't rewrite choral music

any more than I can fly to the moon.

You could do your best.
I'm doing my best.

If doing my best
made any difference,

the choir wouldn't be
singing at a funeral.

You are not to blame
for Alec's death.

You did everything
you could for him.

But somewhere else

a decision was made that
no amount of prayer will change.

And you have to accept that.

That's what I can't bear.

I know how that feels.

I know you do.

Baby's a beauty, that's for sure.

They named her yesterday
at the synagogue.

Elizabeth Malke.

Mrs Rubin?

Leah?

Mama!

What you want to bring the baby out
in that thin shmatte?

She'll catch pneumonia!

Is it all right if we bring
the prams in, Mrs Turner?

Of course.
It's so good of you to come.

We read about that
young man in the paper.

It said his mother couldn't
make it to his funeral.

Said she lives abroad.

Yes. In Ceylon.

Well, we're all mums now.

We're doing this for her.

Thank you.

I'll go to the kitchen
and put the urn on.

I knew it'd be a good turn-out.

You came. We both wanted to.

But Camilla's had to send apologies,
Freddie's teething.

How's Jenny?

Not too good, I'm afraid.

I'm desperate to think of
a wise or profound word to help,

but all I can feel is utter fury
and that's no help at all.

Well, sometimes there's
nothing you can say.

But there's always
something you can do.

That's why we came tonight.

Can everyone come
and take a seat, please,

so we can go through the music
part by part first?

We've chosen Mozart.

Timothy, if you could play
the introduction for us, please.

Jenny, are you sure about this?

It's such a beautiful dress,
and you wanted it so much.

I bought it for a weekend
that's never going to happen,

with somebody I'm never
going to see again.

I'm sure the shop will
exchange it for me.

You don't have to wear black
to the funeral, Jenny.

Cynthia, this is a dress
I was never meant to have.

And I need you to help me.

I'm right by your side.

Just the person I was coming to see.

Hello.

I heard about your loss.

We wish you long life.

Thank you.

She's beautiful.

Thank you.

Ah. So...

You're out!

You know, this bit of London
doesn't smell so good.

Mama!

In Golders Green,
I think it will be better.

You're moving?

Next week. All of us.

Now, you'll think I'm a meshugenah,

but I have a thing about goodbyes.

I didn't get the chance
with so many of my own.

Now I like to make sure
it's done proper.

So, I say goodbye.

I didn't get the chance, Mrs Rubin.

Mama. You've said enough.

You come along and leave
Nurse Lee in peace.

What peace can she know now?

You will feel better
than this, bubelah.

Maybe not yet. But you will.

Will I?

Yes.

You just keep living
until you're alive again.

We cannot deny that
Alec Jesmond's death is tragic,

especially at so young an age.

We are all in need of God

and His love is needed more
than ever at a time like this.

♪ Ave

♪ Ave verum corpus

♪ Natum de Maria Virgine

♪ Vere passum

♪ Immolatum

♪ In cruce pro homine... ♪

Jenny kissed me when we met

Jumping from the chair she sat in

Time, you thief, who love to get

Sweets into your list

Put that in!

You make sure you eat three square
meals a day and a proper breakfast.

I have my spies. Hear me?

We will write often.
And you must write too.

Yes.

We want to hear every
titbit of enthralling news

from the Mother House.

We've had a call from Joy Higgins
in Orient Buildings.

Looks like baby's on the way.

I should go! I'm first on call.

You stay and wave Nurse Lee off.
I'll see to this one.

You sure? Never more so.

May you find peace, my dear.

Say I'm weary, say I'm sad

Say that health
and wealth have missed me

Say I'm growing old, but add

Jenny kissed me.

'The doors of Nonnatus House

'were still wide open,
but my heart had closed.

'All I could do
was try to keep living

'until I felt alive again.'

Sister?

Help! Help!

I've got a day off tomorrow.

I thought we could
snuggle up on the sofa

and listen to Take It From Here.

I'm Patience Mount,
but people call me Patsy.

I'd like my daughter examined.
I reckon she's in the family way.

Surely not.

I hate the word Mongol.

Mongols are a tribe
that live abroad.

I've never heard of
it happening, ever.

♪ I need your love
♪ Oh, so bad

♪ Oh, so bad

♪ I need
♪ Oh, so bad

♪ Give me your love
♪ Oh, so bad

♪ I need

♪ Your love
♪ Baby, I need your love

♪ So bad. ♪