All language subtitles for Upstairs Downstairs S05E13 Joke Over WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

[orchestral music]

[women laughing]
- Oh blast and botheration.

The servants must all be in bed.

Hold on, I'll put the light on.

-[Peter] Oh, no, don't
put the light on.

Why don't we play murder.

It's much more fun than
a scavenger hunt.

Ethel, you are my victim.
- Oh, Peter, don't.

- Oh, no, come along
you two, no canoodling.

We've done so well, might
as well finish it up.

Darrow, Robert, bring
the loot in here.

- Here's the loot,
who has the list?

- I have, now,

put it all down on the carpet.

Where's the helmet?

- Oh, I've got it.

- Oh, dear Robert so
proud of his contribution,

he can't bear to put it down.

- Well, he was rather
clever. [claps hands]

"I say, officer,

"I think there's kitten
trapped up that tree."

[laughing]

-[Robert] I do feel
a bit guilty.

I mean, suppose that poor
devil, the constable,

is still up that tree?

- I should think when
you picked up the helmet

and we all ran like hell,

he began to get a glimmering
of the truth.

- Now, wartime ration card,

program for the Winter
Exhibition,

blue bottle.

- Oh, that butcher shop,

I shall never eat meat again.

- Tram ticket courtesy of Ethel.

- Such a lucky thing that
Ethel travels by tram.

- Oh, I don't often, you know.

I just happen to have--

- Have a tram ticket
in your handbag.

Parlor maid's cap.

Now that's the last one that
Georgina promised faithfully.

- Yes, I know, Dolly,

but now all the servants
are in bed--

- Well, you can hardly
ring for the butler

and say bring me a
parlor maid's cap.

- Why ever not?

That's exactly what
butlers are for.

- Anyways, it is much more
amusing to do it ourselves.

Now, where do the maids live,

up in the attics?
- Yes, oh, no, no, the

parlor maid is matched
to the chauffer,

so they live in the muse.

- Do you suppose she
may have left one

lying about the kitchen,
or something?

- Let's go out in the
kitchen and find out.

Come on, everybody.

- Where do we go?
- Here,

I'll see if I can
find the light.

- Rather odd of the servants
to go to bed, isn't it?

The rest of the family
are all away,

and I said I wouldn't
be back tonight.

- Oh.

- There doesn't seem to be a
latch at the top of the stairs.

- They're probably
indulging in nameless orgies

down in the nether regions.

Should we go and join them?
- Georgina, do be careful.

Mind step.
- It's all right.

- We're not going down there.

Kitchens are always full
of black beetles.

- Well, their arms are too
tired and they won't bit you.

- Cook's cup of tea.

Come on, everybody,
search, search.

♪ If you keep the cat, baby

- I found some aprons, yay!

Must be getting warmer.

- They're not aprons,
they're tea towels.

- How clever of you to know.

- Oh, well, they haven't
got any strings.

- What's in here?

Who's gonna get my hat?

[pans crashing]

- Robert, it's not going
to be in there.

Put them back at once.
- I know, I'm sorry.

[pans crashing]

- Everyone, we found one!

- Bum, diddly, bum bum, bum bum.

Would anyone care
for a cup of tea?

- Petey, you are a disgrace.

Isn't he a disgrace?
- What's going on in here?

Miss Georgina?

- Well, we ...

It's a scavenger hunt, you see.

We were looking for something--

- Which we just found.

We will now go upstairs
and celebrate our victory

with music and dancing
and champagne.

I don't suppose your
butler will find us

a bottle of champagne?
- Yes.

- Could you bring us a bottle
of champagne, please, Hudson?

- Certainly, Miss Georgina.

- I would suggest two bottles.
- Yes, two bottles,

because it's a famous victory.

- Two bottles, please, Hudson.

- Yes, Miss Georgina.

- So sorry to have
got you out of bed.

- That's quite all right,
My Lord, thank you.

[music playing]
[women giggling]

[everyone chatting]

- Where's my glove?

Thank you Hudson.

Don't bother to wait up.

We'll open the other
bottle ourselves.

- It's quite all right,
Miss Georgina.

- Hudson, please go to bed.

- My lord.

- Robert, you have the
most sickening habit of

standing around looking
disapproving.

For goodness sake, make
yourself useful.

Put another record
on, or something.

- Yes, of course.

What would you like?

- Oh, dear.

The best party has suddenly
become the most awful bore.

[Darrow whispering]

Hmm, perhaps you're right.

I am going to the Aunt.

- As long as you're
not going to see Uncle.

- Uncle who?

- You know, Uncle.

My father pawns his
Sunday trousers.

- Where on Earth did
Peter dig you up, hmm?

Suffragettes Bargain
Basement, I suppose?

-[Robert] I say, Miss Kent,

would you care to dance?

- Oh, Lord Stockbridge,
thanks ever so.

- You know who Robert
reminds me of?

Little Lord Fontelroy,

all lace collars and democracy.

Being polite to butlers,

and dancing with shop girls.

No, I bet he calls
his mother Dearest.

- [giggling] I'm sure he does.

[music playing in background]

- Fooling around is a Foxtrot.

- No, we had that one.

What's on the other side?
- Did we?

- Oh, lovely party.

Come on, everybody.

Let us collect our treasures,
jump into our chariots,

and drive down into Sussex.
- No darling,

let's dance some more, first.

- No, I guess we should
be setting off

for Adele's house, if
we're going to arrive

before everybody else leaves.

- Then we can have breakfast,

and declare ourselves
the winners.

Come along, Peter,

you can come in my car
with Miss Sorry.

- Kent.

- Oh, you're just like
Claire Burton.

It's clever of Pete
to have found you.

We can all go in my car,
and Darrow can drive.

We drive with such panache.

American's have such panache

in everything they
do, don't they?

And I do mean everything.

- Darling, wait for me.

- I'll bring Georgina in my car.

-[Dolly] Very well,
don't be long,

or we should be too
late for the prize.

- What is the prize?

- The prize is

that you'll never have to
go on another scavenger hunt

as long as you live.

-[Ethel] Oh. [giggles]

- Rude, Morton is.

- Well, I rather like him.

Where's my coat?
- Oh, it's here.

I wouldn't see too much
of him, if I were you.

You know why Dolly went
out of the room earlier?

- Well?

- She went to have a sniff.

- What?

- You know, drugs. Cocaine.

- [laughing] What rubbish.

- Well, didn't you notice
how different she was

when she came back?

- Dolly always has moods.

And I think it's very bad form

to criticize people
you're going around with.

Can't think of why you come

if you disapprove of
everything we do.

- Now, Georgina,
that's not fair.

I demand a bit of fun,

but when it comes to
ruining your life...

Morton asked me to take
drugs once, and I wouldn't.

- Well he might have
known you wouldn't,

you're so stuffy.

May I have my coat, please.

- You haven't

tried it, have you?
- No.

But I expect I shall.

One ought to try everything.

- Not drugs.

- Promise me that you won't.

- Promise you?

Why should I promise you?

I don't even know you,

except that you're an old
school friend of Peter's

that's always hanging
around and being a bore.

Oh, come on.

We better go to Adele's
if we're going.

- Disaster, disaster,
my car has a puncture.

- Can I come and change a wheel?

- Unfortunately, Dolly had a
puncture this morning, too,

so she has no spare wheel.

- Oh, lord.

My car's only a two-seater,

so it'll never take us all.

- No, but Darrow has
had a brilliant idea.

- Did Lord Bellamy take his car?

- No, they went down
Wiltshire by train.

- How gorgeous, then
we can borrow it.

- Georgina could hardly
take Lord Bellamy's car

without his permission.

- Robert, it is none of
your business what I do.

You don't have to do anything
dirty like coming with us.

[laughing]

Bye-bye.

Come on everyone.

[all chatting and laughing]

[banging on door]

[Georgina talking loudly]

- What could they want?
- What?

[knocking on door]

- Who's there, who is it?

-[Georgina] It's me,
Edward, Miss Georgina.

- Who? Who is it?
- Miss Georgina,

and she's got others with her.

Quick, Daisy, in the kitchen.

-[Georgina] Come along, Edward.

-[Edward] Just one moment,
Miss Georgina.

-[Dolly] Ed, put
your trousers on.

[women laughing]

- Oh, Eddy.
- Uh, yeah,

just coming Miss Georgina.

- Oh, Edward.

Lady Dolly's car has
had a puncture,

so we have to take ours.

- Oh, yes, Miss, I'll
just get dressed.

- Oh, no, no, don't bother.

We'll drive it ourselves.

You just have to give
me the garage key.

- Well, excuse me,
Miss Georgina, but

I don't think His Lordship
would like me,

anyone but me to drive the car.

-[Georgina] Oh, well.

-[Darrow] Then there wouldn't
be any room for all of us.

-[Georgina] Suppose I
could go in Robert's car.

- Oh, but it still
would be an awful crush.

I absolutely refuse to sit
with Peter and his shop girl

in the back seat.

- Georgina, I don't want
to be a Mr. Buttinsky, but

does this car belong
to your uncle?

- Guardian, yes of
course it does.

- Then what are we all
standing around here for?

Would you please fetch
the key to the garage?

- Yes sir.

Excuse me, Miss Georgina.

But His Lordship's very
particular about who drives the
car.

He doesn't like Her
Ladyship driving

without me sitting beside her.

I don't think he'd like
strangers driving.

- Don't fuss, Edward,
I'll drive it myself.

- You Miss Georgina?
- Yes.

I promise faithfully
that your sacred car

will be touched by
no one but myself.

That's alright, isn't it?

- Well, yes, I suppose so.

Well, I'll just get
the car out the garage.

- Don't worry, we'll
see to that.

You go back to bed.

Come on, Dolly, your
chariot awaits you.

- You're sweet.

Isn't he, Darrow?
- Yes, very sweet.

- Good night, Edward.
- Good night.

[Georgina screams]
- Are you okay?

- Oh, absolutely wonderful, yes.

- Eddie, you shouldn't
have let them take it.

- What else could I do, Dais.

[group singing]
[cars revving]

- Georgina?

- Shouldn't we go fetch an
ambulance, or something?

- He called one from
the police station.

Do you know if the man is--

- Just unconscious, I believe.

We thought we'd better
not move him.

-[Robert] No.

- Oh, tiresome man.

Why didn't he look
where he was going?

- Don't let's hang around
longer than we have to.

- I know, darling.

I quite agree.

I don't think it's too
greasy of a word.

- Who's car is this?

- It's Lord Bellamy's
car, I borrowed it.

- I see.

Does His Lordship know
you borrowed it?

- No.

- Oh, has something happened?

I'm afraid we were asleep.

- Is Miss Georgina home yet?

- Yes, My Lord.

Lord Stockbridge took
her home this morning.

She went straight to bed.

- She wasn't ill?
- Oh, no, milady, only shaken.

- Where's the car?

- In Sussex, My Lord.

I understand the police

want it to remain there
for the time being.

- Why wasn't Edward driving?

Send him to me in
the morning room

at once.

- Yes, My Lord.

- I'll go and take my hat off,

and look in on Georgina,
see if she's asleep.

- Oh, Ruby, have
you seen my cap?

- Your cap, Daisy?

- I left it on my work basket.

- Oh, Mr. Hudson said

Ladies and Gentlemen
took it last night.

- They what?

My other one's dirty.

How am I gonna serve tea?

- Edward, His Lordship
wants to see you

in the Morning Room.

- Here we go.

- Come in Edward.

Have you any explanation for
what happened last night?

- No My Lord.

Well, I understand Miss
Georgina was driving the car.

- That is exactly
what I am asking.

Why was Miss Georgina
driving the car?

Why were you not driving it?

- Oh, well, My Lord.

Miss Georgina and her
friends came to the muse,

and they asked me for the car.
- They came to the muse?

Did you not answer the bell?

- I don't think they
rang the bell, My Lord.

It was three o'clock
in the morning.

- It makes not the slightest
difference

what time it was.

You are the chauffer.

And driving that car is the
main part of your duties.

I'm very disappointed
in you, Edward.

That car was left in your care,

and you have betrayed
your trust.

Afraid I shall have to
consult with Major Bellamy

and consider very seriously

your position in this household,

and whether we wish to
retain your services.

Have you anything more to say?

Georgina, surely you
should be in bed.

I was going to suggest
we send for the doctor.

- Oh, no, no, I really
don't need a doctor.

I couldn't sleep, anyway.

I'm dying for tea.

Do you think that we
could have tea--

- This is not the time
to think about tea.

We'll have it when
Geoffrey Dillon arrives.

Alright, Edward, I'll
see you later.

- Yes, My Lord.

-[Daisy] Is the fruit cake
for upstairs, Mrs. Bridges?

- No, Daisy, the cherry.
- Oh.

- It's Miss Georgina's favorite.

Perhaps it'll cheer
her up a bit.

- Oh, I think she's
still in bed.

Eddie, is Miss Georgina
down yet?

- Yes.

- Oh, good.

- How did she seem, Edward?

- Alright.

Oh, Mr. Geoffrey Dillon
will be here shortly.

- Oh!

Now what a lucky thing
I made them scones.

Particular favorite of his.

Ruby, have you lighted
that oven?

- Yes, Mrs. Bridges.

- Sir Geoffrey coming
about the accident, is he?

- Yes, I suppose so.

- So long as they
don't blame you.

- I get the blame for
everything in this house,

didn't you know that?

- Come along, Ruby,
open up that oven.

-[Hudson] Sir Geoffrey
Dillon to see you.

- Geoffrey, do come in.
- Richard.

Lady Bellamy.
- Good afternoon, Sir Geoffry.

We'll have tea at once,
thank you Hudson.

- Good afternoon, Miss Worsley.

I am afraid I have
some bad news.

- The man?

- He died two hours ago.

- Oh, no.

-[Geoffrey] There will
be an inquest, of course.

- I won't have to go, will I?

- I'm afraid you will.

-[Richard] Geoffrey,
do sit down.

- Thank you.

I gather you went to the police
station after the accident,

and that you all
made statements.

-[Georgina] Yes, I think so.

- What exactly did you say?

- I'm not sure.

- Georgina, you must
know what you told them.

- I imagine she was
in a state of shock.

- Now, you were driving the car.

- Yes.
- I didn't know

you could drive.

- Well, I'd watched Edward.

And I'd driven friends
cars once or twice.

Darrow was sitting beside me.

- Mr. Darrow Morton?
- Yes.

He's an American friend
of Dolly Hale's.

- And clearly his evidence
will be absolutely vital.

- Well, he said just afterwards

there was nothing more
I could have done.

- Did he make a statement to
that effect to the police?

- I don't know.

- Now, what exactly did happen?

- I'm not absolutely certain.

- Georgina...

My dear, you were
driving the car

when this man got knocked over.

You must have some idea
of what happened.

We had quite a lot of champagne.

We'd been up all night,

rushing about on this
scavenger hunt.

We're just going along
on the country road,

not very fast,

laughing and joking, and then
suddenly this man appeared,

on a bicycle right in
front of the car.

If you want to know,

I really don't remember
much more about it.

- That's all right.
Thank you, Hudson.

- Yes, My Lady.

-[Geoffrey] Where was
Lady Dolly sitting?

- In front, next to Darrow.

But I'm sure she doesn't
remember much about it.

She kept waving a policeman's
helmet out of the window.

- Georgina, this is not
a laughing matter.

- Daisy.

I rely upon you not
to repeat to anyone

anything which we may hear
while we're waiting upstairs.

Is that understood?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

- Thank you.

- Oh, Robert Stockbridge
was there.

- Not in the car?

- No, he was driving
along, behind.

Oh, but he might have
seen something.

I'm almost sure he did.

- The Marques of Stockbridge?
- Yes.

- Geoffrey, you will
represent us at the inquest?

- Yes, certainly.

- Surely a coroner's
inquest is quite informal

just to decide the
cause of death.

- Yes.

These scones are really
delicious, Lady Bellamy.

I believe I can't resist
venturing on another.

- Eddie, are you coming
to us for tea?

- It's not time, yet, is it?

- Mmm, they're waiting
on themselves upstairs,

so Mr. Hudson said we might
as well have it prompt.

What are you doing?

Not another winner
that can't lose,

and he always does.

- Situations vacant.

- Oh, Eddie, His Lordship--

- His Lordship said he
was thinking about it.

- I might beat him to it.

- May I speak to Lady
Dolly Hale, please?

Miss Worsley.

Oh, I see.

I did ring yesterday, and I
asked her to ring me back.

Well, do you know when
she will be back?

Out of London, yes.

Do you know where
I can reach her?

Yes, I suppose.

Thank you very much.

- Here we are.

Past Clairfield to
East Greenstand.

Then you will take the
bus to Little Perham,

P-E-R-H-A-M,

and collect the motor car
at the police station.

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.
- Here's a, a shilling.

You can get yourself a piece of

bread and cheese, and
half a pint of light ale

at the public house
before returning.

No more mind.

- No, Mr. Hudson.

- Edward,

I've been meaning to speak
to you for a day or two.

From what I hear it
would appear that

you were entirely
blameless in the matter of

Miss Georgina and her
friends taking the motor car.

- His Lordship didn't
seem to think so.

- Ah, well, His Lordship
was naturally upset.

You know, Edward,

being in service is not
unlike being in the Army.

Our masters, like the
officers, are not always right.

And they sometimes
blame us for things

which are not our fault.

But we are not expected
to answer back

or to bear any grudges,

because those are the terms we
accept when we enter service.

- Maybe that's why I didn't
like being in the Army.

Well, a man's got his
self-respect, Mr. Hudson.

Can't write he's anything
without that.

-[Georgina] Peter, I'm
so glad to see you.

I've been trying to get
in touch with Dolly Hale.

She seems to be away somewhere.

- Yes, I haven't seen
her since the--

- Oh, come and sit down.
I'll get some cocktails.

- Well, no I can't
stay, actually.

I just called by to wish you
luck at the inquest tomorrow.

- Oh, but I'll see
you there, won't I?

You and Ethel.

- Well, no.

They haven't called me.

Well, they've got my statement.

You see, I...

Well we,

we didn't see anything.

- The least you could say that
I wasn't driving very fast.

- I really don't remember
much about it, actually.

I was rather squiffy
at the time.

Well, look here, Georgina,
I'm awfully sorry,

but I really rather
not give evidence,

I mean, unless I have to.

Ethel's an awfully decent
sort and all that, but

if it all came out about
who I was with that night,

my father does get
really rather ratty about

what he calls unsuitable girls.

And being on a line does
make it dash awkward.

So, I much rather
he didn't know.

- About Ethel?
- Yes.

I told the local constabulary
that we were

asleep in the back of the car
and we didn't see anything.

They seemed quite happy.

So, I thought I wouldn't turn
up tomorrow, don't you know.

- Yes, I see.

- Awfully sorry and all that.
- Oh, no! I quite understand.

- Jolly good.

- Is that Miss Georgina's
breakfast tray?

- She has had nothing
but a cup of coffee.

Still, she was never
much good at getting up

early in the morning.
- Edward.

You better bring the car around.

They want to be leaving
almost at once.

- I don't know why they
want have it down there.

Why can't they have
it up in London?

- They always hold the
coroner's inquest

in the vicinity of the
fatality, Mrs. Bridges.

- I don't know why they
want to hold it at all.

They know that he died
in a motor car accident.

- The jury still have to bring
in a verdict to that effect.

- Do they have a jury?

Just like a murder trial.

- Oh, Ruby.

Put those plates in the
sink before you break them.

- Geoffrey Dillon is
meeting us there.

I hope we shall have
a few moments

to talk to him beforehand.

- I don't know anything
about the procedure, do you?

- No, not reallY.

I think it's quite informal.

- Well, I thought as
I'm appearing in public,

I better dress up a little.

- Yes, but--
- Darling, you look lovely.

The only thing is

it's only going to be held
in the village schoolroom.

Do you think that that

hat might be--

- It's the only black
one I've got.

- Well, look, I tell you what.

What about that gray
one you have,

with the gray dress, with the--

- The one that James says
makes me look like a governess.

Yes, all right, if you think so.

I'll go and change.

- I don't think she realizes

what a serious situation
she's in.

- I'll keep my hat. I
shall only be a moment.

- Very good, sir.

Sir Geoffrey Dillon, My Lord.

- Geoffrey, I thought
we were meeting--

- I want to have a word
with you first.

Lady Bellamy.

I thought you ought to know

that Lord Stockbridge will
not be giving evidence.

- But he must.

- Have you spoken to him?

- No, I haven't spoken
to Lord Stockbridge,

in so, I gather he's
out of the country.

But I have had a word with
the Butkins, their solicitors,

at Duncan Crane,

and he tells me the
Duke is so anxious

that his son should not appear.

- Well, Geoffrey, you
are representing us.

Surely you could have
asked for him to be called.

- I could, certainly.

But I understand the
Duke has had a word

with the Chief Constable

putting out that Lord
Stockbridge was not there

when the accident occurred.

That he was not involved
in any way.

So the summons for him to
appear has not been served.

In circumstances, I

thought it would be unwise
for me to intervene.

I shouldn't worry too much.

It's only an inquest, after all.

It'll attract a good deal
less publicity without the

unwelcome notoriety of a duke's
eldest son giving evidence.

- You do think the verdict
will be accidental death?

- Oh, I imagine so.
- Not manslaughter.

- If the verdict is
not misadventure,

the police could bring a
charge of manslaughter.

Well--
- You'll come in our car?

- Oh, no, thank you,
I have my own car.

I'll see you down there.

- Why on Earth?
- My dear,

I have lived long enough to
recognize a deal when I see it.

Or perhaps I should say,
when I smell it.

In this case, a deal
between two solicitors.

One might as well try
to break an agreement

between a couple of
horse dealers to--

- To cheat a customer.
- Right.

- But surely there's
something we could do.

- Possibly.

If we'd known earlier.

But it's too late now.

- Mrs. Annie L. Smith.
- Sir.

- And you live at Black
Forest Cottages,

Little Pond.
- Yes sir.

- You have identified your
husband, Alfred Henry Smith,

who lived at the same address.

- Yes sir. [crying]

-[Coroner] I don't want
to upset you, Mrs. Smith,

but there are one or two
questions I must ask you.

Would you like a little
time to collect yourself?

-[Annie] No, sir,
I'm sorry, sir.

- That's quite all right.

Your husband worked as a common

at Penfold Farm.
- Yes, sir.

- Where did you last see him?

- Well,

he always did go off to
Penfold, sir, every morning

to fetch the cozen for Milton.

So he's set his alarm clock,

and he'd put it on
a biscuit tin, sir,

'cause he was a very
sound sleeper.

And he'd gear up,

and he'd go downstairs
and get the fire going,

and he'd make hisself
a cuppa tea,

and he'd bring me one upstairs.

- Did he, indeed.

- So, this particular morning--

- Last Tuesday?
- Yes sir.

Well, he brought me my
cuppa tea, as usual,

and he said,

it's lamentable cold,

but he reckon it will
be a pretty day later.

Then he says cheerio,

and he goes out,

and I hears him go downstairs,

quietly, you know, so as
not to wake the children.

And he lets the latch of the
kitchen door close behind him.

And I never seen him again.

- Thank you.

I don't think we need
to trouble you anymore.

Unless--

- If I may ask one
or two questions.

Mrs. Smith, you said that your
husband was a sound sleeper.

Did he over sleep on
that particular morning?

- Not as you say
oversleeps, sir.

I heard the alarm go, and
I didn't hear him stirring.

So I says, "Alfred, did
you hear the alarm then?"

And he says, "Oh, damn."

Oh, I'm sorry sir.

He says, "I must have
slept through it."

And with that, off he gets.

- So he did oversleep.

- Well, only by a minute
or two, sir.

He weren't late for work.

He weren't never late for work,

not in all the days since
we was married.

Mr. Penfold will bear
me out in that.

-[Coroner] I really don't
see where this is leading.

-[Geoffrey] I was merely
trying to establish

whether perhaps Mr.
Smith was conscious

of being later than usual
and was endeavoring to hurry,

or perhaps not riding with
quite his usual attention.

- Mrs. Smith, did your
husband ride a modern

high speed bicycle?

- No sir. He had
an old iron one.

Used to belong to my father,

but when he died, my
husband took it on.

- It was an old bone shaker.
- Yes sir.

- Very well, Mrs. Smith, we
needn't trouble you anymore.

- Excuse me.
- Yes, Mr. Dillon.

So gently.

- Mrs. Smith, the bone shaker
bicycle was an old one?

-[Annie] Yes sir.

Quite an old friend,
he used to say.

- Do you know when your husband

last had the brakes attended to?

- Well, I don't know.

He used to tanker with
it hisself, now and then.

-[Geoffrey] Did the
bicycle, in fact,

have any working brakes?

- What?

- Did the brakes work?

- He did used to say
they weren't too good.

But they did alright
for around here.

- Yes, quite.

Thank you.

[men murmuring]

- Thank you, Mrs. Smith.

We won't trouble you anymore.

Perhaps I should just
add that the court

deeply sympathizes with you

in the loss of a good
and devoted husband.

- Thank you, sir.

-[Coroner] Police Constable
Burridge.

- If only he'd heard the
alarm in the first place,

nothing would ever even happen.

-[Constable] I swear
by Almighty God

that the evidence I shall
give shall be the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth.

- You are Samuel Burridge,
and you live at

Police House, Little Pond.

- Yes sir.

- Perhaps you would
describe to us

what you saw when you arrived

upon the scene of the accident.

[clears throat]

- I was informed that
there had been an accident

on the Pettifield Road.

I proceeded there at 6 a.m.

on Tuesday, the 24th
of this month,

and at the bottom of the
hill known as Carter's Rise,

I observed a stationary
Rolls Royce

with a bicycle under
its front wheels.

Six feet away,

Mr. Smith was lying face
downward on the road.

-[Coroner] He was not dead?

-[Constable] No sir.

He was unconscious and
he had a cut on his head.

I had already telephoned
for an ambulance,

which arrived

and removed Mr. Smith
to hospital.

I understand he died
shortly afterwards.

- Yes.

[jury murmuring]

Is there something
you want to ask?

- We was wondering
how the Constable

learned of the accident.

There can't be a
telephone near--

- I hardly think
that's relevant.

The important thing is
that there was no delay,

either in notifying you

or in your summoning
the ambulance.

- No sir.

- Now, you say in your statement

that you'd already
noticed this car.

Why was that?

- It was driving through
the village at a high speed.

And there was a woman
leaning out of the window

waving a helmet.

-[Coroner] A helmet?

-[Constable] Policeman's helmet.

-[Coroner] Did you recognize the

person waving the helmet?

- Not at first, sir,
but later I discovered

it was that lady there,
Lady Dorothy Hale.

They was all laughing
and shouting.

I reckon they was drunk.

-[Coroner] And it was this car,

which shortly afterwards,

was involved in the accident

which killed Mr. Smith?
- Yes, sir.

-[Coroner] Any more questions?

Sir Geoffrey.
- Thank you.

Constable, we've heard
from Mrs. Smith

that her husband was bicycling
to work at Penfold's farm.

Now,

he would've bicycled up Flatbush
Lane towards the highway.

Is that correct?
- Yes sir.

- And then in order
to reach the farm,

he would have had to travel
right across the highway

and into Penfold Lane.

- Yes sir.

-[Geoffrey] Was there
much traffic on the road?

-[Constable] Hardly
any at all, sir,

least of all that time
in the morning.

- So then, Mr. Smith would
not have been expecting

a car to come along?

-[Constable] No sir.

-[Geoffrey] Now, anyone
traveling in a car

would not be able to
see the crossroads

from the other side of the
hill known as Carter's Rise.

- Not till they get at
the top of the rise.

-[Geoffrey] So we can
imagine Mr. Smith

on his old bone shaker bicycle,

on which is very difficult
to stop,

to turn,

or to increase speed
in an emergency,

riding right out
onto the highway

in the path of a car,

which would have had no
warning of his presence

until he emerged.

- Well, I--
- That is pure supposition,

Sir Geoffrey.

- But it is a supposition that
is very reasonable to make.

Now, you have said
that you reckoned

the occupants of the
car were drunk.

Did you have the impression
that they were in high spirits?

- Very high spirits.

- Would you let it be

that what you observed could
have been normal high spirits

of innocent people
enjoying a country outing?

- Come, come, Sir Geoffrey.

I think the Constable is as
capable as the rest of us

of judging whether or not a
group of people are drunk.

[people murmuring]

- Ah, making a pie for
our dinner, Mrs. Bridges?

- Yes, Mr. Hudson.

A nice rhubarb.

Well, I thought with nobody

in for luncheon upstairs,

we might as well all
have time to enjoy it.

- I'm sure I shan't be
able to eat a bite.

- Has the inquest started
yet, Mr. Hudson?

- Oh, yes, Mrs. Bridges.

It started at 10 o'clock.

It would be almost
finished by now.

- I was just driving along.

- Laughing and shouting.
- Sir.

I really must protest.

- You were in high spirits.

- Yes, well, we had
been to a party.

-[Coroner] Quite so.

- But I wasn't driving
very fast.

- At what speed you'd
say you were traveling?

- Well, I'm not sure exactly,

but not fast.

Then suddenly, this man
came out of the side turning

right in front of the car.

I put the brakes on, but--

- I have nothing more to ask.

Unless the jury.

- We'd like to ask
the young lady

if she thinks it's right

that a decent working man
going about his business

should be knocked
down and killed

by a lot entitled people

driving around the country side

'cause they got nothing
better to do?

- I sympathize with the
feeling behind that question.

- But I'm afraid I cannot
allow you to ask it.

[people murmuring]

That's all. You may sit down.

- Thank you.

-[Coroner] Mr. Darrow Morton.

- He's not here, sir.
- What?

- He's not here.

- Was a summons sent of him?
- Yes sir.

- Does anyone know the
whereabouts of Mr. Morton?

- Oh, yes. [clears throat]

Unfortunately, he had
to go back to America.

He was so sorry he
couldn't be here.

-[Coroner] I see, well.

Lady Dorothy Hale.

-[Constable] Lady Dorothy Hale.

- Oh, yes, of course.

- Take the book in
your right hand,

repeat the words on the card.

- Oh, goodness, which
is my right?

I swear by Almighty God

that the evidence I shall
give shall be the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth.

Ooh, it's too thrilling.

I've always wanted to say that.

- Your name is Lady Dorothy
Beatrice Louisa Hale.

-[Dolly] Yes.

- And you live at 28 Hay Hill,

Mayfair, London.

-[Dolly] Absolutely right.

- Now, you were traveling
in this car, and you were...

Why were you waving a police
helmet out of the window?

- My dear man, it was
a scavenger hunt.

Well, you know.

Surely you've been on one
at some time or another.

Well, anyway, you have to
collect objects like a,

like a parlor maid's cap or a
used railway ticket to Woking

or a policeman's helmet,
and you take them somewhere.

Well, in this case,

it was to the house of a
friend of mine in Sussex,

Lady Connolly's.

She's a charming woman,
do you know her?

Well, anyway, the first
people to arrive

with all the objects
gets a prize.

- It is not the business
of this court

to comment on an amusement

which in another walk of
life would be considered

thieving and punished
accordingly.

In any event, you were
traveling in the front seat

of this car.

So perhaps you will tell us
how the accident occurred.

- My dear man, I really
don't know.

- You must not call me...

You don't know?

- Well, I know

we were driving down
a country road

and we came down this
little hill and then

suddenly there was this, this,

poor man on a bicycle
right in front of the car,

and it was too unfortunate.

That's all I can tell you.

- Lady Dorothy, at what speed

would you say the
car was traveling?

- Oh, not really fast, I'm sure.

Because Georgina wasn't a
terribly experienced driver,

and she had never driven
that car before.

-[Geoffrey] But you did
see Mr. Smith ride

right out in front of the car?

- Oh, yes.

Well, at least, I think so.

But you know, what with the
champagne, I'm [giggles]

not really absolutely
certain what happened,

but I mean it was just

nobody's fault.

It was one of those
unfortunate things.

Is that all?

- Yes.

Thank you.

- Not at all.

- That will conclude
the evidence.

Clearly, Mr. Smith died

as a result of a collision
with a car

driven by Miss Georgina Worsley.

It is for you to decide--
- What?

- A gentleman like to see you.

- May I ask what is happening?

- Would you be good enough to
excuse me for just a moment?

- I want to give a--
- But this is absolutely

out of the question.

Your father was most insistent.

I promised him--
- I'm sorry.

I don't care what you promised.

I saw the accident.
- What? Who is that?

-[Constable] It's the
gentleman who fetched me

to the accident, sir.

- What?

Oh.

Marquis of Stockbridge.

[people murmuring]

- I would like to give
evidence, please.

-[Coroner] No, we've
finished the hearing.

That's not necessary at all.

- I'm sorry, I was driving
behind the car.

I saw this accident.

- If I had thought your
evidence was necessary,

I would have called you.

[people murmuring]

Oh, very well, Lord Stockbridge.

-[Constable] Come
over here, please.

Take the book in
your right hand,

repeat the words on the card.

- I swear by Almighty God
that the evidence I shall give

shall be truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth.

- Please give your full name.

- Robert Charles Algernon
St. John Stockbridge.

- Perhaps you will tell
us what you know of this

affair.

- Yes.

I was driving behind
Miss Worsley's car.

I reached the top of the hill,

and I saw her traveling
down the other side

at about 30 miles an hour.

I know it was that speed

because I just glanced
at my speedometer.

And I continued to travel at
the same distance behind her.

I then saw a man on a bicycle

come straight out in
front of the car

from a side turning.

There was nothing anyone
could have done.

[people murmuring]

- The verdict was
accidental death.

- Oh, Mr. Hudson, what a relief.

- Fancy the paper getting
it in so soon.

- I imagine they had
a journalist in court,

and he telephoned the
verdict through to London.

- Is there something
else, Mr. Hudson?

- "Coroner rebukes bright
young people,

minister's ward,
and fatal crash."

- Is that Miss Georgina?

- Oh, be quiet, Ruby.

What else does it
say, Mr. Hudson?

- "Although the jury
brought in a verdict

"of accidental death,

"the foreman said they
wish to add a rider

"to the effect that the
irresponsible behavior

"of Miss Worsley and her friends

"had been a contributory
factor in this man's death.

"And they wish to express
deep sympathy to his widow,

"and fatherless children."

- Oh dear.

- Oh, Miss Georgina,
how must she be feeling?

- Georgina?

Virginia's taking a little nap.

Why don't you do the same,

and I thought perhaps
we might all go out--

- For a celebration?
- No.

Just a quiet dinner to

take your mind off it.
- I don't want to go out

anywhere ever again.

- Eddie?

You never came in.

Tea's set, you ready?

This attic.

Eddie, what are you doing?

- I'm putting the things away,

and giving my notice.

- Eddie, whatever
happened today?

- Nothing happened to me today.

I was left outside looking
after the cars.

It's what happened
last week, though.

- Oh, you mean His Lordship--
- Yeah.

I've always been second
best in this house.

- Not to me, you haven't.

- Yeah?

There were times when

Frederick was here,
I began to wonder.

- Edward?

- Well, anyway, that's
not the point.

I mean, when His Lordship
would talk to me about

giving me the sack

after the years of service
I've given him,

and not give me a chance
to defending myself,

well, I've had enough.

Just waiting till the
day was over, that's all.

- What about me?

-[Edward] Ah, you
can stop on in,

if you want.
- Oh, thanks very much.

- Look, you can go back to
your old room in the house, and

I'll go to me mum's till
I find another place.

- Eddie, look, I know
he's hurt your feelings--

- Yes, he has.

- Well, you must do what
you think's right, love.

- Thanks Dais.

[bell rings]

- Well, they want you
over in the house.

- Yeah, I suppose they're
going out to dinner.

Well, get it over with
now, I suppose.

- Eddie, I've never seen
you like this before.

- Oh, it's been building
up for a long time, Daisy,

and this time, I mean it.

- Oh, come on in, Edward,
shut the door.

- Yes, My Lord.

- Miss Georgina has
asked me to speak to you.

I was going to do
so in any event.

I understand from
Miss Georgina that

you did everything you could

to prevent the car being
taken without you

on Tuesday night.

From what I hear,

you were placed in a
very difficult position,

and I'm only sorry that

when I spoke to you about it,

I didn't give you a
chance to explain.

I know that Miss Georgina
would be very upset

after all that has happened

if she felt that you

had reason to feel you
were being ill used.

I'm sure you wouldn't want
to distress her anymore.

- No, My Lord.

- So, I hope you'll accept
my apology, and hers.

- Oh, His Lordship apologized.

Well, it's all right
then, isn't it?

- Yes, I suppose so.

- Now what do you mean,
you suppose so?

What more do you want?

- It's not like the
old days, is it?

- What do you mean?

- Lady Marjorie would
never have apologized.

- Oh, come on, come
and have some tea.

- I don't like Attic.

[giggling]
- Oh, Eddie.

-[Hudson] Lord Stockbridge,
Miss Georgina.

- Robert.

- I do hope you don't
mind my coming?

- No, of course not.

- I really came to
say how sorry I am

you had such a rotten
time yesterday.

- Yes, well,

it would have been much worse
if you hadn't been there.

- Oh no.

If I see that swine, Morton
again, I'll break his neck.

- He's hardly worth it, is he?

- No, I suppose not.

- I had letter from
Dolly this morning

asking me to a party, just
as if nothing had happened.

I suppose as it's the
only invitation I've had,

I really ought to accept it.
- Will you?

I'm sorry, none of my business.

- No, of course I won't.

I never want to see her again.

Please sit down.

Robert, you knew what
they were like.

Why did you go around with them?

- I don't know.

It's so stupid being
heir to a dukedom.

Like making a profession
out of being a dodo.

If my father had manufactured
gas piping

like Peter Dinmont's, I might
have thought it was much more

worthwhile learning
the business.

As it is, I,

I don't really know why
I went around with them.

Perhaps because I had
nothing better to do.

- Is that what life
is all about,

doing stupid things because
we've nothing better to do?

- Oh no, of course not.

We'll find something better
to do, I promise you.

- I'm afraid your parents
must have been

terribly upset about your
coming to court yesterday.

- Yes, they were, of course.

But it couldn't be helped.

I know one is supposed to say

that one's parents are all rot,
and it doesn't really matter

what they think, but

my mother and father have
been so decent to me,

it does seem rather cattish
to upset them

if one doesn't really have to.

- But you still came.
- Yes, of course.

You didn't really
think I wouldn't.

- I don't think I knew you
very well before yesterday.

- I wondered if you'd
like to come out to lunch.

- No, I don't think--
- Oh, go on.

We can brave it out together.

Surely and properly.

This is my grill.

- Yes, let's.

I'll get my hat.

- Georgina?

- Oh, that poor man and
his wife. [crying]

And the children.

- I'm so sorry.

- Why did you follow us, Robert?

- I was worried about you.

- I'm glad you were.

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