All language subtitles for Body . Soul 1993 3

- [Godric] You let her go then?

- [Aelred] Have we lost her?

- She may find her way back
more easily from a second trip.

- [Hal] I've got this mate,
who works at Faulkners.

He knows Stan Beattie's face.

- What's he doing there?

They've always been our
biggest competition.

- Sister Gabriel.

- Sister Gabriel has left us,
we pray for her safe return.

- You must stay this
time, you mustn't go back.

- [Anna] Well, we sell the new machine

and go back to using the old fly spinners,

Hal says they work perfectly.

- You ruin the business, if you want,

but don't you ever say

I didn't warn you.

(copulating couple grunting)

(door opening)

(door closing)

(van door opening)

(van door closing)

(copulating couple grunting)

(melodic orchestral music)

- Oh, hello, Leila.

Is there something you
wanted to talk to me about?

- [Leila] I didn't think you
was allowed to talk at all.

- You ready?

- Going somewhere nice?

- Aren't we waiting for Stan Beattie?

- He said we ought to go on,
he's not feeling too bright.

- Better things to do?

- No, he didn't.

- He's ashamed to be seen with me.

(van door opening)
- Don't you want me to?

(van door closing)

(van rumbling)

She's not a bad kid, Leila.

- Who?

- You're not stupid and
neither are the rest of us.

We all know Leila's having it off,

sorry, seeing Stan Beattie.

- Is she doing it to keep her job?

- Don't think so, I think she likes him.

We all need someone to love, don't we?

There's still a 30 mile
speed limit, you know.

Why are you in such a hurry anyway?

- Don't like being out at night.

- What do you turn into
when the clock strikes 12?

- I've never heard the clock
strike 12, I'm always asleep.

- Looks closed to me.

I suppose we could always
look at the wool tomorrow.

- I telephoned and they said
it would be open till eight.

- But my watch says 20 past.

Yours must've-
- No.

(Hal sighing)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, it's just the
day's go past so quickly here.

(faucet water running)

- [Matt] I'll do it.

- I wasn't making a point,
I just forgot, that's all.

(Anna sighing)

(drawer rattling)

(crockery clattering)

- And each week, we'll
be keeping you up to date

with all the very latest news.

- If it's gossipy or
gimmicky, bold or brash,

you'll see it here first.

This outfit is-
- Bedtime.

- [TV Presenter] Certainly brash,

you won't be surprised to learn-

(Jamie groaning softly)
Go on.

- [TV Presenter] She loves to shop

and will say to anyone
who's bold enough to-

- [Lynn] Jamie.

- She's not allowed to do that.

- Bedtime.

- If I do something I'm not-
- Bed.

- [TV Presenter] This is a leather coat

by the outdoor specialists, Timberland.

- Found them in the dishwasher.

- I just want one, one, one.

- I'm sure you've got one,
one, one hidden away somewhere.

I've found them in the dirty washing,

sellotaped behind pictures,

I've even found one in the
freezer on that Vienetta thing.

- You're not meant to
eat things like that.

- I won't again, it was horrible.

I've telephoned the hospital.

- What for?

- To tell them about your smoking.

They say that when you go in
for your checkup on Thursday,

they're going to poke a
tube right down your throat

into your lungs to de-coat them,
they say it's very painful.

- You didn't phone the hospital.

- But I could.

- You told a lie.

She told a lie.

(Lynn laughing)

I've hardly had one for weeks, I will try.

(traffic rumbling quietly)

- [Anna] If I hear one remark
about "The Sound of Music."

- They're not like that here.

They'll all think you're a strippergram.

- Sorry.

(Anna tutting)

- That'll be worse before we're done.

Come on.

- Thanks.

(background people chattering)

- Cheviot, it's nice for tweeds.

- I thought you said you didn't
know anything about wool.

- I've worked at the mill since school.

You pick things up, see
things, hear things,

put two and two together.

(background people chattering)

- Welsh Rad,

Lot 416.

- Bit discoloured.

- You get a pink tinge from
the soil in some places,

Berwickshire, Devon, Brecon,
that's what my father told me.

It's good quality, we'll
go for that tomorrow.

- Stan Beattie says we should
stick to artificial fibres.

Only use wool, when it comes
in as an outside order.

- And where's that getting us?

Bankruptcy in six months, maybe less.

We need a new direction,
something to make our yarns unique

and I don't want to use chemicals.

- Natural dyes?

- We use them at the convent.

Elderberry leaves and copper
sulphate for soft green,

blackberry, tin and
vinegar for purply-pinks.

- You'd need tonnes of machinery and-

- Machinery for crushing and
straining can't cost that much.

- People won't fork out extra
cost just 'cause you've tossed

half a pound of blackberries in it.

- How do you know, how?

(Hal sighs)

We can't spin and dye
enough wool at the convent

to keep the village shop stocked.

- So why don't you expand?

- (sighs) Because we're a closed order,

not allowed to make
more money than we need.

Look, my father's dead, my brother's dead

and soon this mill will be dead

and it's like everybody's
already dressed for the funeral.

I need your help, Hal.

(Hal sighing)

- Where we gonna get these
leaves and berries then?

- Up on the moors, I'm going this weekend,

do you want to come with me?

- What, you want me to
go to the moors with you?

To pick berries?

- Yes.

(Hal laughing softly)

Excuse me, please.

- Better tell the lads I
can't make football then.

(background people chattering)

(gavel banging)
- Good morning, gentlemen.

I think it's about time we made a start.

- I said you didn't need to come.

- No, but I wanted to.

Are you feeling better?

- I was. Look, women never
come to these things.

- Only because none are buyers,

there's no restriction, I asked.

It's begun, shall we go in?

- I don't suppose you
count as a woman, do you?

- And Lot 414.

80, 78, 76?

Start at four then.
- Five!

(bidders shouting over one another)

- Eight pence I've got, eight
pence I'm selling to Walker.

Thank you very much.
(gavel banging)

And Lot 415 at 75.

73, 72 here.

- Yes.
- 72 I've got.

(bidders shouting)
72 is bid,

two and a half, three pence,
three and a half is bid now.

Four pence, 74 pence then,
I'm selling to Phillips.

(gavel banging)

(people chattering quietly)

Sorry, Lot 416, gentlemen, 72 pence here.

(bidders shouting)
- I've marked this one.

- There's no point, it's too high for us.

(bidders shouting)
- Will you please bid?

- We can't afford it.

- Please, will you bid?

- 75 pence then, that
is Sutcliffe and Street

(gavel banging)
for 416.

And 417, the Devons, 83.
(bidders shouting)

82, 80 pence is bid, 82.
(bidders shouting)

Three pence is bid, four pence is bid now,

five pence is bid, five and a half.

All done then at 85 and a half?

Six for you, madam?

May I ask who you're representing?

(people chattering quietly)
- Gibsons, I'm Anna Gibson.

- So you're not bidding
today then, Mr. Beattie?

- Doesn't look like it.

- I beg your pardon?
- No, sir, no.

(crowd laughing)

- Right then, 86 pence, Gibsons.

(gavel banging)
Thank you.

Give the lady a claim form please.

(people chattering quietly)

You got a bargain there.

And Lot 418, gentlemen, at 78?

76, 74.
(bidders shouting)

72 is bid, two and a half, three pence.

(bidders shouting)
Three and a half, four pence,

five pence bid, five and
a half, six pence is bid.

Six and a half is bid now, seven pence.

(bidders shouting)
Eight pence then,

that is Walker for Lot 418.
(gavel banging)

(people chattering)

- [Anna] Thank you for letting me bid,

I know you didn't have to.

- You wanna make a noose to hang yourself,

why should I stand in your way?

- Spin, Mr. Beattie, I'm
going to spin my noose.

- Yeah.

- Anna Gibson.

- Mr. Street.

- It used to be Uncle Walter,

when your father brought you up my mill.

Or do I have to call you Sister something?

Oh, he'd have been proud of you in there.

But me, well, I'm a bit
hurt, do you know that?

- Why?

- Well, I hear you're up in Bradford,

when I phone, you've buggered off again.

- Oh, I'm-I'm sorry, it's just that with-

- Oh, shut up, I'm playing with you.

Come on, let's get some coffee

and I'll tell you how to fire your man.

(background people chattering)

(Walter chuckling)

Expect you to give up everything, do they?

- Oh, it's not like that at all.

Yes, more or less.

- I wouldn't have turned Simon away,

if he'd come to me, you know.

- He didn't, he didn't confide in anyone.

I think his biggest mistake
was buying the new spinner.

We've sold it, we're going
back to classic yarns.

- That sounds risky.

Who's we, when you're back
behind the convent walls?

- Oh, I'll be able to
keep an eye on things.

- Takes more than an eye
to run a business, Anna.

Are you happy?

- You ask such blunt questions.

- [Walter] Saves time.

(gentle orchestral music)

- No, I'm not.

- Then you'll have to leave.

Decide what you want to
achieve with that mill of yours

and I'll do my best to help you

avoid the expensive mistakes.

- It's not that simple, Walter.

- Oh, so you might not be around

to carry through these
fine plans you're making?

(gentle orchestral music)

- Who kept this place going,
when Simon took over, ey?

Well, it wasn't him, was it? (scoffs)

Do you know, I came in here one day

and I found him crying
his bloody eyes out.

Simon. (scoffs)

Little boy,

I sent him home.

Told him I'd take care of
things, keep things going,

like I always have. (scoffs)

And now she thinks I don't give a toss.

- She's doing her best for the mill.

- And I haven't?

Look,

she'll be gone soon.

I mean, she has to go back.

We-we could talk to Lynn,

we-we could tell her that
we can pull through without,

without changing everything.

You could persuade her.

- Why should I do that, Stan?

- For me.

- 20 years ago.

- Have we changed that much?

- You'll never change.

I hope you're being careful with Leila.

- What?

- I'm sure you could still
father a child, Stan,

but pretty soon you might
not be able to support one.

(soft orchestral music)

(knocking on door)

(door opening)

(door closing)

(background hospital bustling)

(soft orchestral music)

(baby crying)

(door closing)

(baby crying)

(door opening)

(background hospital bustling)

(people chattering)

- Two, three, four, five, six, seven.

- [Nurse] There's seven to find, yeah.

(melodic orchestral music)

- It's a miracle, but I appear
to be in full working order.

(melodic orchestral music)

(TV broadcasting quietly)

(melodic orchestral music)

(melodic orchestral music)

(car rumbling)

(puddle splashing)

(car rumbling quietly)

(handbrake cranking)

(car door closing)

(car door closing)

(melodic orchestral music)

- [Anna] I'd forgotten it was like this.

- You ain't seen owt yet,
wait till we go over the top.

(melodic orchestral music)

Birds have had most of these.

It's a bit late in the year too.

(leaves rustling)

(melodic orchestral music)

- Why don't we go and
have a look at those rocks

and see if we can find any lichens?

- They're protected, aren't they, lichens?

Not meant to pick them.

- No, really?

- I thought you'd know that.

- But at the convent,

we just used to scrape them off the wall.

Can we just go and have a look?

(bag rustling)

(soft orchestral music)

(bag rustling)

(bag thudding)

(wrapper rustling)

(sighs) This isn't going to work, is it?

- It's early, we can walk on a bit.

(birds chirping)

- You knew this was a waste of time,

why didn't you tell me in the first place?

- 'Cause it wouldn't have done any good,

you're as stubborn as a mule.

You amaze me, Anna,

the way you see things so
clearly through unspoilt eyes,

but it's a spoiled world and
sometimes you get it wrong,

like a kid who touches something hot.

They burn themselves, but
they won't touch it again.

- Is that how you see me, like a kid?

- No, that's not how I see you.

- What do you see, Hal?

(soft orchestral music)

- Someone who likes chocolate.

(bag rustling)

(melodic orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(melodic orchestral music)

Anna?

(thunder rumbling)

(melodic orchestral music)

(rain falling)

Anna!

(rain falling)

(thunder rumbling)

(melodic orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(rain pouring)

- Ow!

(rain pouring)

(soft orchestral music)

(bag rustling)

(thunder rumbling)

- [Hal] Anna!

(lightning cracking)
- Argh!

Argh!

(dramatic orchestral music)

No!

Hal!

Hal!
- I'm here, don't panic!

Don't move!

Grab my hand, Anna.

Grab it!
- I can't!

- [Hal] I can't come and get you.

- Oh!

- Grab my hand, Anna!

(both grunting with effort)

(soft orchestral music)

- I'm alright, I can manage.

- You'll die of pneumonia, come on.

(rain pouring)

(thunder rumbling)

(soft orchestral music)

Don't start that nonsense.

The heater's packed up in the car.

There's an old shelter
over where we're parked,

might be some dry stuff to start a fire.

(soft orchestral music)

You've got to get out of those things.

(rain pummeling car)

(car door closing)

Here, put those on.

(wood clattering)

(rain pouring)

(wood clattering)

(windscreen wipers thudding quietly)

- Hal!

(car door opening)

(car door closing)

You're laughing at me.

- No.

Now I know what took you so long.

- They're supposed to make
us look inconspicuous.

(wood clattering)

(paper rustling)

(fire crackling)

(tea pouring)

- You're freezing.
(Anna laughing)

- It's past repair.

(rain pouring)

- Come here.

(soft orchestral music)

(melodic orchestral music)

- I don't...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Will you take me home now, please?

(soft orchestral music)

(melodic orchestral music)

Who are Maynard Gideon?

- [Peggy] They're merchant
bankers in London.

- Oh, Lord.

It says here that we owe them 3,000 pounds

on loan repayments, what loan repayments?

There's no loan in the books.

- Simon wouldn't let me enter it.

He was convinced he could
pay it back straightaway,

no one would be any the wiser.

- That's called cooking the books, Peggy.

- I warned him the Revenue could trace it

through Maynard Gideon,

but I could never argue with your brother.

- How much is the loan?

- 250,000 pounds.

- They must've had
security for that amount?

- The deeds for his house
and the freehold of the mill.

- Why didn't you tell me about it?

- One more flea on the dog.

- And the dog's half
dead anyway, is that it?

You've given up too, haven't you?

- You don't understand.
- What?

- Only you make the difference, Anna.

We're all finished, if you're not here.

(crockery smashing)
- Shit!

- The bank won't take your dishes.

- This is what it was like
living with your brother,

all show, all promises, all lies!

He led a bloody double life!
(objects clattering)

- What are you looking for?

- I want a bloody cigarette!

- I found them all.

- Damn you to hell!

(Lynn sobbing)

- Ssh.

Ssh, shh, shh.

(Lynn sobbing)

Ssh.

- I loved him so much, Anna,

why couldn't he just tell the truth?

- [Anna] We mustn't give up.

I'll go to the bankers, I'll talk to them.

- Will they let you?

- [Anna] They're only human.

- No, I don't mean the
bankers, I meant the convent.

(soft orchestral music)

- This can't go on, Sister.

This situation is becoming farcical.

- I hadn't planned to take so much time.

- Such freedom is irregular.

- I can't let Lynn down.

- But you're prepared to let us down.

I think you're beginning to forget

where your loyalties lie, Sister.

- Oh, but that's not true.

I'm sorry, Reverend Mother.

- Obviously your time
outside has affected you.

- I can't believe the Lord
would want me to abandon Lynn

at this time, she can't
cope with the house

and business and meetings with the bank.

- And you can?

- Only with God's help and
your support, Reverend Mother.

- Flattery has no place here, Sister.

- [Anna] I'm only asking
for a short time more.

- For your sister-in-law or for yourself?

- Well, it can't be right to be alone

for the birth of your child.

- And if I disagree, I lack compassion?

Well, I shall have to request

permission from the Bishop this time.

- Thank you.

- [Nun] She was proud too of
the evidence that her father

was solicitous for the welfare of others.

During Dr. Mitford's
illness, he had asked-

(cutlery clattering to floor)

Every day she remembered that
when she was ill at Torquay

and her mind wandered, she
heard her father praying

and though she could not
make out what he was saying.

(soft orchestral music)

(melodic orchestral music)

(light clicking on)

(melodic orchestral music)

(cockerel crowing)

- Blessed be His holy name.
- Be forever praised.

(hand bell ringing)

(knocking on door)

- [Vincent] Blessed be His holy name.

(birds chirping)

(cockerel crowing)

Blessed be His holy name.

Blessed be His holy name.

Blessed be His holy name.

(light clicking off)
- Be forever praised.

(birds chirping)

I can't just give up on the
people down at the mill.

- [Godric] No, of course not,

but this is not convent business.

- [Anna] I need help.

You were the financial director
of Shellbourne & Hobbs.

(Godric chuckling)

- [Godric] Amazing how gossip
spreads in a silent order.

Well, I would need to look at the books.

- [Anna] Oh, I have them in my cell,

shall I run and get them?
- No, Sister,

I think you should stop your running,

we'll look at the books tomorrow.

- Do you ever regret being here?

You were in the world, successful,

you could've married and had a family.

- Well, there was one man
in my life, we were engaged,

but he was killed in the war.
- What was he like?

- I don't remember him much.

- Oh, you must.

- Perhaps I choose not to.

- Oh, sorry.

(birds chirping)

- Something happened while you were away?

- There's a young man,

much younger than me,

works at the mill.

We became friends and then he kissed me.

It was terrifying and
wonderful at the same time.

It meant nothing to him.

- If you're frightened of going back.

- Yeah,

but not because of that,
not because of him.

We're told not to look in mirrors,

but everybody out there's a mirror for me,

I see Lynn and I think I'll
die if I don't have a baby

and I see Hal and I wonder what,

and I see Stan Beattie at the mill

and I see my own desperate fear of change

and I talk to people properly.

- You're not in prison, Sister.

There's no crime to admit failure.

The crime is to stay here
for negative reasons.

- I feel such a traitor.

- You've been given the
chance to rethink a decision

you thought you'd made irrevocably.

Now make sure you get it right this time.

(melodic orchestral music)

- Benedicte.
- Dominus.

Sister Dominic.

Lis, I haven't seen you
since I've been back,

well, I haven't talked to you.

- Then you've had no
chance to break your vows

by telling me untruths and
now you're going again.

Do you think none of us cares

which world you choose to live in?

Do you think it doesn't affect us?

(melodic orchestral music)

(footsteps descending stairs)
- Come on, we'll get it.

(door opening)
- Auntie Anna!

- Gently, gently. (laughing)

Whoops! Where's Mummy?

(door closing)
- In there.

- [Matt] There's nothing to eat.

- [Jamie] Except baked beans
and we're sick of them.

- I was too knackered to shop.

- Starving.

- Looks alright to me, ey?

- Six pounds please.
(paper rustling)

Thank you.
- Thank you.

(cash register beeping)

(coins clattering)

(drawer closing)
- Next please.

- Fish and chips please.
- Right.

(melodic orchestral music)

(sheep bleating)

(machinery whirring)

- So you've decided to give it up then?

- No.

No, what gave you that idea?

- Well, last time I saw you,

it seemed like you'd almost decided.

Now here you are back again.

- I have to see the bankers.

Besides, it's not that simple.

- Well, there's no sense
in wasting any more time,

if you're in the wrong place.

Or won't they let you go that easy,

once they've got their hooks in you?

- Walter, you make it sound

as if I'm in the clutches of some ogre.

(Walter laughing)

(door opening)

- Suppose it's tricky being wed to God.

Can't just buzz your
solicitor, can you? (chuckles)

- You have to buzz the Pope.

(Walter laughing)

So what do you think honestly?

- Honestly?

It's one of the best business
plans I've ever seen.

Must be quite a woman, your Sister Godric.

Ooh, that's a nice laser printer

you've got up at the convent too.

- Peggy did that at the office.

Will it buy us more time
with Maynard Gideon?

- In ordinary circumstances, yes.

The current economic climate,

oh, 50-50,

less than that, if you
don't present it right.

- Tell me what I have to do.

- Well, first of all,

oh, you're not gonna like this.

- [Lynn] Night night, sweetheart.

(Anna groaning)

(light clicking off)

(Anna groaning)

- [Anna] Ooh!

- I think there's something
wrong with Auntie Anna.

(door opening)

(Matt laughing)

- Don't you dare laugh.

I'm trying to do something with my hair.

I'm not going to Maynard Gideon
dressed in a habit, there.

- You mean dressed like a normal-

- Like a normal person, yes,
I want to look businesslike.

Walter said they might
not take a nun seriously.

(all laughing)

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Look, you're gonna have
to go to the hairdresser's

to get it cut properly.

- Oh, I couldn't, I couldn't.

I'd feel such a fool.

- Not half such a fool as you'd feel

going to London like that.

(soft orchestral music)

(clothes hangars clattering to floor)

- [Saleswoman] That's
alright, madam, I'll do it.

- Thank you.

Sorry.

- Were you looking for
something for yourself?

Or for someone else?

- For my sister-in-law.

- Bra, was it?

And what size would she be?

- About my size.

- 34B I'd say.

This'll be the plainest.

- Is there something horrible
growing out of my head?

- Oh, yes.

(faucet water running)

- Been on your holidays yet?

(soft orchestral music)

(birds chirping)

- No, eat that properly.

(car horn tooting)

Anna!

Anna, cab's here!

Let's go and see her off.

(soft orchestral music)

Go and tell him she's just coming.

(door opening)

- [Matt] She'll be a minute or two.

(door closing)

- Anna?

(melodic orchestral music)

- [Anna] How do I look?

(melodic orchestral music)