All language subtitles for The House of Eliott - S02E08 - Episode Twenty.eng

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Oh, yes, this is very,

very promising, Alistair.

I thought so.

The new factory is to be
based just outside Berlin.

Ah, that's excellent.

Yes, I think you may indicate

that the bank is willing to
make a substantial investment.

Profits, however, don't
seem to be the concern

of Mrs. Radcliffe and Ben.

And, I'm afraid they've
fallen badly behind again

with the repayments
on their loan.

Well, then, regrettably we
shall just have to foreclose.

It'll drive them into
bankruptcy, of course.

The bank should do quite well
out of the saleable assets.

Well, I think that's all.

Oh, apart from the House
of Elliot checks

for your signature.

Oh, yes, of course.

Wint bringing them in
regularly, is he?

Yes, although one
would hardly say

he manages it with much grace.

Really?

Well, perhaps we could consider
saving him the trouble.

After all, who knows how
long the House of Elliott

will be in business?

I was rather hoping
this coat would be ready

for Lady Exton's
fitting tomorrow.

Oh, it will be.

It's just that it took me
longer to cut than I thought.

Must admit I'm not
a patch on Florence

when it comes to cutting
for the day wear.

I could really do with a
proper tailor to take over.

Has anyone seen Miss
Evie this morning?

Ah, no, she ain't been
in since I arrived.

She wasn't in the flat
when I knocked earlier.

I expected her to
be here by now.

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Jack.

Sorry about keeping you waiting.

Oh, thank you, Lily.

And some coffee, perhaps.

Come on through.

I was a little late arriving
this morning.

Came down from
Montford Hall?

Montford?

Elizabeth's well, I hope.

Yes.

Jack, I spent the weekend
at the Mill Cottage.

With Evangeline.

Oh, Evie, there you are!

I expected you hours ago.

I need to talk to you,
it's about Saroyan.

I never thought I'd find
myself being unfaithful.

But then again, I've never
felt like this before.

You'll be careful, won't you?

I'd hate to see either of
them hurt, Elizabeth or Evie.

Rather late to be saying
that, I suppose.

It's my fault, I shouldn't
have told you where she'd be.

I don't suppose,
that in the end,

anything would have
kept us apart,

even though I should anticipate
the possible consequences.

For your career, apart
from anything else.

Believe me Jack, I know.

So, Beatrice is well, I'm glad.

You said on the telephone

there was something I
might help you with.

Thank you, Lily.

Oh yes, yes.

Yes, you were kind
enough to refer me

to a company lawyer with these,

and I wondered if you'd take
a look at them yourself.

As you know, they refer
to some dealings

handled by the Gillespie
Saroyan Bank.

He thinks they show there's
some cause for concern.

Oh?

I take it you enjoyed
the cottage.

Yes, very much.

Oh, Bea, I didn't thank you
for the use of it, thank you.

Did you and Jack have
a good weekend?

It was all right, I suppose,

but you do realise Evie,
if Saroyan is dishonest,

this could have all sorts
of implications

for the House of Elliot.

That's why Jack has gone
to see Alexander.

Alexander?

Lord Montford.

Evie, this is serious!

Um, perhaps a jot looser so
as not restrict the diaphragm.

Of course.

Thank you, Tilly.

I saw your last concert,
Miss Vosper.

The Donizetti songs were superb.

How kind.

I keep coming back to this one,

but I'm not sure it
isn't too young for me.

Oh nonsense, Elizabeth.

It would suit you perfectly,

and it's ideal for
your charity ball.

-I'm not sure.
-Evie.

Oh, Evangeline.

Alexander does always
say that ivory suits me

but, well, I think it's
too frivolous for me.

What do you think?

No,
I don't think so.

Well, there is always
the grey silk,

or there's that design you were
working on last week, Evie,

the one you took to the
cottage to finish.

I'm sorry, which?

The black marocain,

that would suit Elizabeth,
wouldn't it?

Um.

Grace I
didn't know you were here!

Elizabeth, I see you're
ordering some more creations

to add to your exquisite
wardrobe.

Naturally, and don't tell
me you're not here to order

something sumptuous
for yourself.

Of course, my concert
appearances demand it.

Well, maybe I can persuade you

to wear something
in a good cause,

it's just that seeing
you has given me an idea.

Another of your charitable
efforts?

Well, we could sell an
awful lot more tickets

if you'd agree to be guest
of honour, and perhaps sing.

-I'd love to.
-It's the 30th of next month.

Mm-hm, yes, I'll be back
in England then.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Beatrice, you'll buy
some tickets, won't you?

I certainly will, and
Alice is a music lover.

I'd be delighted, especially
if Miss Vosper's singing.

And Evangeline, you'll
come, won't you?

Um, I'm not sure,
it rather depends.

Oh, do.

Alexander and I have
hardly seen you

since your visit
to Montford Hall.

Oh Evie, you'll go, won't you?

Yes, of course I will.

Oh, I see you ain't
put the trimmings ready

for Lady Exton's fitting.

It seems I've a head full
of jolly robins today.

Yeah well, it's full of
something, anyway.

Or somebody.

Oh, blast it!

Did you not have a
word with Miss Bea

about getting a tailor?

Oh yeah, they're trying
to find one.

I can manage the
straightforward stuff

but since the last collection,

they're all orderin'
the tailored day wear.

Yeah well, at least it keeps
us all in work, though, eh?

Mr. and Mrs. Maddox and
Miss Elliot, Lord Montford.

Jack, Beatrice, good to see you.

Thank you.

Evangeline, how are you?

Nervous.

I didn't realise the treasury
could be so intimidating.

And Jack did say you sounded
serious on the telephone.

That's because I've made some
rather serious discoveries.

Do sit down.

Broadly, my preliminary
inquiries

appear to confirm what
you thought, Jack.

Depositor's money
has been drawn off

into other company accounts,

all of which exist in name only,

and all of which have Ralph
Saroyan named as director.

That's tantamount to stealing.

There is another
worrying aspect,

as far as the House of
Elliot's concerned.

Well, I can't believe
it could get any worse.

Are you saying that he's
already defrauded

the House of Elliot?

Not that it would appear,

but we did find that quite
a few legitimate companies

have been taken over
by the bank,

when they fail to
meet the somewhat

rigorous rates of repayment
on loans there'd been made.

Like the loan we have.

Is that what Saroyan is
trying to do, take us over?

That may be his ultimate aim.

But Alexander, can't
the treasury stop him?

I'm afraid, at this point,

the treasury couldn't
become involved.

But I don't understand,

Jack has already brought
you proof.

Is it not enough?

As damning
as it may seem,

there may be ways that this
could be explained away.

Look, I'm sorry Beatrice,

but for me as a government
minister

or the treasury, as a
body, to become involved,

we really would need
much more evidence

before an official inquiry
or a referral to the police.

In other words,

both the institutions you
represent are totally
ineffectual.

Bea-Bea, I am sure
Alexander is trying to help.

That's all right, Evangeline.

In a way, Beatrice is right.

Without more substantial
evidence, my hands are tied.

I could try and get you more.

It would certainly help.

Without it, the
consequences of undertaking

an official investigation
into a bank

as highly regarded as Gillespie
Saroyan could be calamitous.

Meanwhile, we sit and
wait for calamity

to fall on everything
that we have worked for.

Thank you very much, Alexander.

I'm sorry, thank you, Alexander.

If I can, I will bring
you more proof.

I want
to help, if I can.

I know.

I've missed you.

When will I see you again?

You do want to see me again?

Do you imagine I think of
anything but being with you?

I must go. When will
I hear from you?

Soon.

Thank you very much, Mr.
Blunt, we'll get in touch.

Well, confident enough,

although we do need a
tailor with experience.

Well, this next applicant
sounds promising, Evie.

Oh, I'm not even sure
we should be thinking

of employing anyone, Evie,

with things as uncertain
as they are.

Bea, we have enough orders
to merit a tailor cutter.

I suppose you're right,

but I just hate the fact
that we, or anyone we employ,

is going to face an
uncertain future.

Bea, we can't know
what will happen,

we can only carry on as we are.

I suppose so.

The next applicant has
arrived, Miss Elliot.

Show him in, please, Joseph.

Would you like to come through?

Honestly, Agnes.

That one looked just like
Valentino in "A Sainted Devil."

Two young men.

Miss Bea and Miss Evie
will be lookin' for someone

who knows what they're doing.

-Aren't we all?
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Oh Agnes, don't you ever learn?

Do I take it your friend
at the treasury

wasn't of much help
then, Mr. Maddox?

He would genuinely like to be,

but I'm afraid what
he really needs

are the audited accounts for
these fictitious companies.

Well, it wouldn't be
as easy as last time.

They'll be in Saroyan's
private office.

I'm not asking you
to do it, Joseph.

I'll do it, not least
for Sir Desmond's memory.

He was a fine man.

I know you never thought
he was dishonest.

That, I'll never believe.

Beatrice and Evie, myself,

we do greatly value
what you've done for us

but none of us could, or would,

ask you to take any more
risks on our behalf.

I know that, Mr. Maddox.

Let's just say I'll
see what I can do.

Now, Miss Vosper thinks
she's decided

to wear the black Georgette
for the charity concert,

so perhaps we could
finish that one, first.

Right, but I'll have the
others ready, just in case

-she changes her mind.
-Very good.

-Oh!
-Oh.

Excuse me, ladies.

-

That one suit you then, Agnes?

Oh, no.

Wouldn't wanna sit lookin'
at him all day.

-

I like this one.

Oh, and that one.

-That's a beautiful cut.
-Mm.

Look how that hangs.

I was very impressed
by his attitude.

He has a lot of experience,
Evie.

Mm. Well, there's no
contest, really.

I think you're right,

but, to be on the safe side,

I think we offer a
three month trial period

-just to begin with.
-Agreed.

Well, that's settled then.

Good morning, ladies.

-Morning.
-Morning!

Everyone, this Mr.
Charles Quance,

who is joining us, as from
today, as tailor-cutter.

This is Madge Althorpe,
our head of workroom.

How do you do?

And Tilly
Foss, our head seamstress.

-How do you do?
-Hello.

Ladies.

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Hello?

Oh Bea, it's you.

For the collection?

Well, yes, I've had a few ideas,

nothing definite at
the moment, though.

That sounds good.

Bea, would you mind if we
spoke about this tomorrow?

I could put the whole
morning aside,

we could discuss
it properly then.

Good, all right, well, I'll
see you in the morning, then.

Goodnight.

Good, you're home.

I've just been talking to
Evie about the collection.

We're going to start in
earnest on it tomorrow.

Good.

At least one of us will be
occupied over the coming months.

Jack, what's the matter?

It seems cinema audiences
aren't interested

in a half-decent story anymore,

not according to the
studio, anyhow.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Couldn't you show it
to somebody else?

It's the same everywhere.

Studios here aren't even making
that many pictures anymore,

everyone's turning to
Hollywood or Germany,

and when they do make one,

they're only interested
in mass audience appeal.

Well, I suppose they
do have to cater

-to people's taste.
-They are not

catering to people's taste, Bea,

they are creating a taste
for mediocrity.

You think I'm being
self-indulgent?

No, I just you think you're
taking what is, after all,

your first setback rather badly.

Because I want my work
to have some merit?

-Jack, let's not quarrel.
-No, no, no, no.

Mustn't get too emotional
with each other, must we?

-No.
-Let's don't

talk about anything that
actually matters.

I just don't think
you're in a mood

to discuss this rationally,
that's all.

Perhaps tomorrow we
can talk properly.

That seems highly unlikely.

I can't actually remember
when we last did.

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You sure you can't
stay for breakfast?

I'm sorry. I have to go.

I suppose I must learn
to get used to this.

I love you, Evie.

Then I will get used to it.

If I was an honourable
man, I wouldn't let you.

I'd end this right
now, for your sake.

You are honourable.

Well, it doesn't feel
much like it.

Do you still love Elizabeth?

I don't want to destroy her,

and a scandal would
destroy us all.

Do you want me to finish this?

No.

No, if you can bear not to.

You know I can't.

When will I see you
again, tonight?

No.

I can't even say when.

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Bye, then.

Alice, you're here early.

Yes, I thought I'd catch
up with some paperwork.

It's easier when it's quiet.

Well, don't let me disturb you.

There, that all seems
to be in order.

Are you off to the bank
right away, Joseph?

Yes, Miss Elliot, unless
there's anything else.

No, I just hate the fact
that every check I write

has to be countersigned by
Saroyan, that's all, Joseph.

So do I, Miss Elliot,

but it could have
its advantages.

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Thank you, Wint.

I'll pass them on to Mr.
Saroyan for signature.

Yes, Mr. Weaver.

There.

Oh, that was quick.

Cutting isn't
just a skill, Madge.

It's an art.

One has to move with the design.

If a garment is to sweep,
one must sweep along with it.

Not according to poor
old Florence.

Oh, she was a stickler.

Slightest little alteration,

she'd make you redo
the whole twirl.

She got knocked down, you
know, by a car right outside.

Yeah, so I understand.

Most unfortunate.

By sad coincidence,

the first Mrs. Quance succumbed
to an automobile accident.

-Oh, that's terrible!
-

So, you married again, then?

I mean, you said the
first Mrs. Quance.

Not yet, Madge, but
I am just about to,

unless something untoward should
get in the way of my plans.

-Ah.
-

-

Well, I must say,

Charles Quance is proving
a very good investment.

Hm?

Oh yes, he is.

Evie, are you doing
anything tonight?

No.

Well, I'm not sure.

Well, why not come to supper?

We can make an evening of it.

Bea, would you mind very
much if I didn't?

I was, um, thinking
of doing some work

on the collection this evening.

No, well, I shan't disturb
you from that.

Goodnight, then.

Goodnight.

I'll hand these over to
my friend at the treasury

as soon as I can.

Well, I hope they
help, Mr. Maddox.

I don't think my nerves

would stand up to another
mission of that sort.

It's much appreciated,
believe me.

Now, don't misinterpret
this, Joseph,

but I would like to thank you
properly for all you've done.

I couldn't possibly, Mr. Maddox.

Please, use it to
treat the family.

I know you mean it
well, Mr. Maddox,

but I'd really rather not.

It'll be all the reward I need

if those files implicate
Saroyan.

I found the Radcliffe and Ben
deeds you were asking for.

Oh, thank you, Ernest.

By the way, could you
let me have the

Prescott and Company file back,

and the Waycliff file,
when you finish with them.

But, I don't have them.

Well, I think you must have.

At least, they're not
in the cabinet.

That's odd.

I'll have them checked.

I'm grateful.

Well, I mustn't keep you.

is she well?

You haven't seen her?

Too tied up, mostly.

She is still intending
on going to this

charity concert of Elizabeth's?

As far as I know.

I hope so.

Can't be easy for you.

You haven't...

I mean, you haven't
discussed it with Beatrice,

my relationship with Evie?

These days, Beatrice and I

discuss very little of any
consequence, I'm afraid.

Both too busy, you know?

No, you needn't worry, I
shan't discuss it with anyone.

It's hardly my business.

Now, my lords, ladies
and gentlemen,

I understand you
are to be offered

a moderate amount of champagne

as an inducement to donate

stupendous amounts to this
evening's very worthy cause.

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Come along, my dear.

I want you to meet
the ambassador.

I think
it's gone very well,

-don't you Alexander?
-Evening, Alexander.

You've worked very hard
to make it a success.

Well, come along, Ralph.

I doubt he'll look so relaxed

once the police
investigation gets underway.

There is to be one?

I passed them files you gave me.

It seemed to be what
they needed,

but I'm not at liberty
to say anymore, just now.

Yes, it's been marvellous

and everyone's been so generous.

It's been a great success.

Elizabeth.

Oh, no thank you, darling.

But look, Evangeline
is all on her own.

She hasn't got an escort,

and I'm not sure how
many people she knows.

Well, if you're sure?

Yes, I am.

Go and introduce her to some
people, please.

Thank you.

Jack, aren't you working on
a new film at the moment?

Not at the moment.

I do have something in mind.

It's still rather vague,
but it has possibilities.

You haven't a drink.

-Thank you.
-Oh, and there's someone

I should very much
like you to meet.

Of course.

You don't mind, do you?

Not at all.

I shan't keep her long.

Jack, I didn't know you
had a project in mind.

I haven't, but you know
as well as I do

how important it is to
keep up appearances.

-

I'm not sure this isn't worse

than not seeing you at all.

When will we see each
other again, probably?

-

I'm hoping to be able to get
away on Thursday evening.

We ought to get back.

-

I was thinking,

if you can manage to
get away for a weekend,

we should go to the cottage.

Well, I hadn't thought about it.

Bea, we need to talk.

Tuesday will be fine.

Then Tuesday, it is.

And, I did so enjoy the concert

the other night, Miss Vosper.

Not quite so much as the
young Miss Elliot, I think,

but perhaps that had
more to do with

the company she was in
than with my singing.

I'm not sure that
I understand you.

Oh, come now, Alice.

There are definite sparks

when she and Alexander
Montford are with one another.

Oh, no, no, no, I really
don't think so.

That's quite absurd,

so it wouldn't be politic
to spread any rumours.

Rather late for that,
I'm afraid.

I've already heard comments,
shall we say.

Scandalous.

I'm afraid we'll need the key

to the cabinet as well, sir.

We do have authority
from the highest level

to remove all files necessary
for the investigation, sir.

Yes, well, we shall see just
how high your authority goes

when my call to the
treasury comes through.

Alexander.

I asked to be put
through to Lord Montford.

He can't?

Yes, of course I understand.

Ralph Saroyan.

Will you please tell him

that it's extremely urgent
that I speak to him?

-Thank you.
-

The key sir, if I may.

Thank you, Alice.

You've crossed out Lady's
Moina's appointment.

Has she made another?

No, I'm afraid not.

She said she'd be patronising
another house in the future.

Alice, what on earth went wrong?

It really wasn't my fault.

Well, it's patently obvious

something must have
happened to drive her away.

You do know, don't you?

Alice, I want to know.

Please, tell me.

This very difficult.

What do you mean, difficult?

There are rumours
concerning Miss Evangeline

and her relationship
with Lord Montford.

Evie and Alexander Montford?

But that's preposterous,

and I'd have thought
better of you, Alice,

in that you'd choose
to believe such idle,

not to say dangerous,
tittle tattle!

I wouldn't have, except
that the rumours

have been confirmed by
my own observation.

Some weeks ago,

I saw Lord Montford leaving
the flat early one morning.

I didn't think you knew,

and I really wouldn't
have mentioned it.

It's just that word
is spreading,

and a scandal could
do both your sister

and the House of Elliot
a great deal of harm.

Please don't think ill
of me, Miss Elliot,

but since you pressed me,
I felt you should know.

Thank you, Alice.

Thank you, sir.

It's as if they knew
exactly what to look for.

But, they can't have,

not unless someone
let something slip.

I'd hardly incriminate myself.

You, have you been
talking to anyone?

Of course not.

So, why are they so suspicious?

I don't know, but I
intend to find out.

If we keep our heads,
we can see this through.

Don't worry, I will
talk to Montford.

I'm sure it can be settled
quite amicably.

-

Now, Bea, I think between
the two of us,

we are coming very close
to what we need

for this collection.

Evie, we need to talk.

Of course.

I do realise some of these
designs need refining-

Not about the collection.

About Alexander.

Are you having an affair?

Did Jack tell you?

Jack knows?

Bea, we love each other.

Love, is that what

-you call it?
-Yes.

And what's the rest of the
world going to think, Evie?

Have you asked yourself that?

What has this got to do
with the rest of the world?

Alexander loves me, for
the first time in my life,

I know that this is right.

How can it be right, Evie?

Have you any idea of the
havoc this could wreak?

What about Elizabeth?

Her position in the society,

Alexander's career, us!

We know the risks we're taking.

Oh, you do?

So, you realise you could end up

being dragged through divorce
courts cited as co-respondent,

forever surrounded by gossip,

and what effect will that
have on the business, Evie?

The business.

That is all you ever
think about,

your precious House of Elliot!

It's more to you than
anything or anybody,

even your own husband!

How dare you!

How dare I what?
Speak the truth?

Well, at least Jack still
recognises love

and happiness, even
if you don't.

And, I am grateful to Jack

for bringing Alexander
and me together.

I shouldn't have said that.

Surely this truce with
the miner's union

can't hold for much longer.

When is the coal
commissioner's report due?

Gentlemen.

Alexander, might I have
a private word?

As a matter of fact, I was
just about to go into dinner.

Oh, this won't take a moment.

I just wondered if you
could throw any light

on this ridiculous
investigation,

I knew if I had a word with you-

Forgive me, but the matter
is now in police hands

and not one that I can
or would wish to discuss

when I'm at leisure.

-

Good, you're home.

I got something special
on the go for supper.

Well, you seem in a good mood.

I am, I've been working
on some new ideas.

I see.

I thought it might have
been your role as matchmaker

that's put you in
such a good mood.

So, Evie was telling the truth

when she said you
were instrumental

in bringing her and
Alexander together?

No, I was not instrumental.

I happened to mention
to Alexander

that Evie would be at the
cottage, no more than that.

Our cottage?

You let them use our
cottage for their liaison!

Just how
irresponsible can you be?

Do you realise what you've done?

I can't believe you didn't

foresee the consequences
of this.

Can't you, really?

You astound me.

After all, you're the one
who's always telling me

how irresponsible I am.

But not to tell me, Jack-

How could I, even
if I'd wanted to?

We never see each other,
let alone talk.

The police have
demanded the Berlin files.

How?

How could they possibly
know about that?

How could they know
about any of it?

This will damn us for sure.

Too late to get rid
of them, now.

Ernest, the worst thing

we can be seen to be
doing is panicking.

Maria?

-

What is this?

I'll have these sent for.

Aren't you being somewhat
overhasty, my dear?

Hasty departures are
sometimes the wisest, Ralph,

and I really do think,
under the circumstances,

this is one of those times.

You disappoint me.

You've been listening
to rumours.

It isn't a problem when people
listen to rumours, Ralph,

only if they believe them.

It really is hard to
buy loyalty, isn't it?

Goodbye, Ralph.

This is a bonus.

I didn't think you'd be
able to get away tonight.

You know I spend as much
time with you as I can.

I know.

And how are things
between you and Beatrice?

Distinctly cool,

although she does seem
to have cheered a little,

since the Saroyan investigation.

Evie, I don't want
to alarm you, but,

well, I think you and
Beatrice should be warned.

About what?

They will arrest Saroyan,
won't they?

Oh, almost certainly,

but that may not be the
end of the matter,

as far as you and Beatrice
are concerned.

Financially, I mean.

To put it bluntly,

the bank's affairs are
in a state of collapse.

You mean, we could
lose our money.

Evie, I'm doing everything I can

to make sure that the
House of Elliot

doesn't become a victim,

but, well, yes, I think
you should be prepared

to face the worst.

Alexander thought
we should know.

We could lose everything?

Well, he did say that
he couldn't be sure,

but, apparently Saroyan's
left things with the bank

in such a mess.

Bea, I don't think there's
anything more

that Alexander can tell us,

if you're thinking of
going to see him.

I'm not, but I just
can't sit here

while everything crashes
about our ears, Evie.

I'm going to see Saroyan

and I think you should
come with me.

Bea, what good can that do?

I don't know, but there
must be something,

some way he can make
sure he doesn't drag

the House of Elliot
down with him.

All right.

Let's get Jack to go with us.

No.

I'll go alone if you
won't come with me.

How very unexpected.

May I offer you anything?

Yes.

An assurance, perhaps,

that our business will not be
destroyed by your dishonesty.

Oh, do please sit down.

You have dragged our affairs

into a criminal investigation.

We just need to know
that we're not

going to suffer for it.

Do you really imagine, when
my own reputation is at stake,

that I would concern
myself with the affairs

of a couple of frock makers?

You're as naive as Gillespie.

How dare you even
mention his name.

Sir Desmond took his own life
because of your dishonesty!

He was weak, he was
sentimental, and he was a fool.

I should think his death was
probably a merciful release.

You said Desmond had
nothing to fear.

Why did he kill himself?

There'd be no reason.

There's no evidence.

There's no evidence to
implicate me in his death.

You murdered him.

I don't think that the police

will find this quite so amusing.

The speculation of two women?

They may, they may.

Not if they have reason
to look for evidence.

And we intend to make
sure they do.

Come on, Evie.

How could you do this to us?

Evie?

Ladies.

-

-

I missed you at dinner.

I'm sorry, my dear.

And, there was something I
wanted to talk to you about.

It's this mess at
the Gillespie Saroyan Bank.

A lot of people are
gonna lose a great deal.

The Elliot sisters among
them, I understand.

Hmm.

Actually, it was them that I
wanted to talk to you about.

That is, one of them,
Evangeline.

Oh?

Well, it's just that I
overheard the silliest thing.

Do look at me Alexander.

It's hard enough to
have a conversation

without your head being stuffed
in some government papers

or whatever they are.

I'm sorry.

You overheard something,
you said?

Some farcical gossip,
that's all.

Only, it isn't the first,

and it is rather disturbing

to hear one's husband's
name being bandied about.

Oh? In what context?

Not a very nice one.

Rumour has it that you're
having an affair

with Evangeline Elliot.

Alexander?

Are you having an affair
with Evangeline?

-

Poor Alexander, never
could lie to me, could you?

Elizabeth.

No, not now.

Not now.

-

Yes?

The chief constable?

Yes, very well, put him through.

Yes.

What?

Not good news, I'm afraid.

It appears that Saroyan
has escaped arrest.

Well, can't he be traced?

Perhaps, but it's not likely

he can be brought back into
the country to face trial.

He's left the country?

So it would seem, and
I'll be surprised

if he hasn't already been given
a completely new identity.

I have no doubt he's
amongst friends

who can arrange such things.

I find it hard to believe
a man like him has friends.

Not so surprising

when you know who those
friends might be.

During police investigations,

we found that Saroyan had
profited immensely from the war.

Some of those profits emanated

from connections he
had in Germany,

profits which had originally
helped set up the bank,

without, I may say so,
Sir Desmond's knowledge.

A traitor as well as a thief.

We also discovered that
some of the bank's money

is still being invested in
arms manufacturing over there.

Then clearly, Germany is
where he's headed for.

Yes, but bringing him
back to face charges,

well, as I said, it's unlikely.

Even when the charge is murder?

He did all but confess
to killing Sir Desmond.

There must be some way of
bringing him to justice for it.

But Bea, despite any
extradition agreement,

Alexander's already explained

how difficult it would
be to find him,

let alone bring him back.

What I can do, in the light
of what you've told me,

is to make it public that your
late godfather was innocent

of any fraud or malpractices.

-A posthumous exoneration?
-It's better

than nothing, Bea.

But, what of the living?

Where does this leave us

as far as the House of Elliot's
finances are concerned?

Well, the loan you had from
the bank can be written off,

but it's entirely possible

that your savings and
investments can never be
retrieved.

Well, we still have
the business.

For how much longer, I wonder.

As if we haven't enough
difficulties,

you two are busy
jeopardising our reputation

-with your affair!
-That is unforgivable

after everything Alexander's
done for us!

Once again, I must apologise
for Beatrice.

The business is everything
to her.

We'll meet again soon, I hope.

You coming, Evie?

Yes.

I have to go and see
if she's all right.

But Evie, I must see you.

Tomorrow evening?

-

You'll be all right?

I expect so, though Evie
is so obviously besotted,

I'm going to have to manage
everything on my own.

I could take you out to lunch.

We could discuss things.

There's too much to do.

We will talk at the weekend
as you suggested, Jack.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

-

I had begun to think
you weren't coming.

Oh, it's just difficult
for me to get away,

although subterfuge seems
a little futile

under the circumstances.

What do you mean?

I mean, Elizabeth knows.

How?

We've been so careful.

Gossip, rumour, and
when she confronted me,

well, I couldn't lie to her.

I think it was the
worst moment of my life.

I know this sounds selfish,

but I can't help thinking
what this means for me.

What will happen to us, I mean?

-

Alexander, do you still love me?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

What are
we going to do?

I don't know, Evie.

I really don't.

I don't know what to say.

You knew neither
of us was happy.

Yes.

I suppose I hoped it would
somehow just get better.

I knew things weren't
exactly right between us.

But you haven't been lonely
like I have, have you?

I even envied Alexander
and Evie.

You mean, you thought
of having an affair?

No, I envied their passion,
their need for each other.

You and I...

We're so distant
from each other.

I thought if we had children

it might, perhaps, bring
us back together.

Jack, I want children,

but I want what a career
gives me, too.

I know, and I want a wife who
needs me more than anything,

who wants to have our family.

So, what are we to do?

Which one of us has to
compromise, Jack?

Neither of us can, I know that.

I thought about it long and
hard, it just isn't possible.

So, what are you saying?

I'm saying that I think it
would be better for both of us

if we separated.

I suppose you think
it's all my fault.

It's not a question of
apportioning blame, Bea.

We both want different things,

some time apart will
give us a chance

to see whether we really
want those things

more than we want each other.

Well, if that's
what you want.

It's not what I want,
none of it's what I want,

it's just the way it's
become for you and me.

So, when should all
this happen then,

this separation?

Straightaway, I think.

I don't see any point in
prolonging it, do you?

No.

No point at all.