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Whoa.

Out.

Go on, get out.

Out!

Now, let us see what
we can do here.

Melmotte.

Melmotte.

Melmotte.

Melmotte.

Melmotte?

Melmotte.

Well, what about him?

Only that he's brought his
whole business to London.

Office, family, taken a
house in Grosvenor Square.

What is his business?

- Money.
- Ah.

Makes it work for him.

Makes it sit up and beg
like a circus dog.

Wait a minute, I've
heard of this man,

didn't his bank collapse
in Vienna?

I daresay it did,

but Melmotte got out scot free,

with a cool million.

Well, I've heard
the man's a Jew,

and a swindler, and a scoundrel,

and I shan't know him.

That's all
very well Longestaffe,

but can you afford
not to know him?

I'm damned if I can.

Your five, and another 10.

Apparently there's a daughter.

Is there? What
does she look like?

That's hardly the point Felix,

she's supposed to
be worth 100,000.

I hear it's twice that.

Anyway, don't look
at the mantelpiece

when you're stoking
the fire, what.

That's caddish, Grendall.

I beg your pardon, Sir Felix.

Come on, are you in
or are you out?

Out.

Out.

I'll see you.

Ah.

Damn, damn, blast.

Perhaps you'd better
go and have a look

at Miss Melmotte after all.

Yes, very amusing.

Lord, what a long face.

Who is it Hetta?

It's Mr. Wakeham,
the wine merchant.

At this hour?

That's quite beyond the pale.

Melissa.

Shh.

He's going away.

Who's that?

It's Mr. Broune and Mr. Alf.

The two cleverest men
in London, Hetta,

here in my poor little salon.

Now, now Lady Carbury,

too kind, too kind.

Not a bit of it,
not a bit of it.

Without your great newspapers
to tell us,

how should we know
what to think?

But will you be kind to
my poor, little book?

Criminal queens?

Cleopatra, Mary Queen of
Scots, Marie Antoinette,

powerful women as the
playthings of love.

Good heavens.

Mr. Alf, I quake already
in anticipation.

Will you be as cruel to me

as you were to poor Mrs.
Effington Stubbs?

Will you tell me

I'd much better sit at
home and darn my stockings?

I have to speak as I
find, Lady Carbury.

Well, no amount of
critical severity

will make me receive you
otherwise than with a smile,

but do, I beg you,

bear in mind that
authorship is my only means

of providing for
my poor children.

I don't see how that bears

on the literary merit
of the work, Ma'am,

and as for your son,

I'd have thought he'd be
providing for himself by now.

I mean he's not cripple
or an imbecile, I take it?

Now, now, Alf.

Well good evening Lady Carbury.

Good night Mr. Alf,

be gentle with my little
literary effort,

as gentle as you can be.

Oh dear.

Just wait a moment,
my dear friend,

there's something I'd
like to consult you about.

I've received an invitation
from someone called Melmotte.

Madame Melmotte of Grosvenor
Square is holding a ball.

Who is this person, Mr. Broune,

should one accept
her invitations?

I understand that all
London has been invited,

and all London intends to go.

The prince will be there.

Shall you be there, Mr. Broune?

I shall indeed, Lady Carbury.

Then I shall follow your lead.

I value your guidance so much

in this perplexing modern world,

supporting my family
single-handedly as I do

with nothing but my pen,

I sometimes feel so very
alone and unprotected.

You will never be unprotected

while I am here, Lady Carbury.

Mr. Broune.

Ha, ha, beg your pardon.

How do you do, Mr. Broune?

Carry on, carry on,
don't mind me,

little bit of spooning
don't shock me, you know.

Felix.

I'll take my leave, Lady
Carbury, I think it's best.

If you think so.

A bien tot, then.

Yes, yes.

Good night.

Must you Felix?

Yes Hetta, I find I must.

Oh Felix, I wish you'd
leave your tobacco behind

when you come in here.

Well for you mother.

Dear boy.

I wonder, mother,

could you let me have 20 pounds?

Felix, I can't afford to
pay the wine merchant,

I'm not giving you 20 pounds

to fritter away at the
Beargarden Club.

Who said anything about
the Beargarden Club?

Mother,

I, I am about to recover
the family fortunes.

Aren't you always telling me

I've got to find myself a
nice rich girl and marry her?

Well I've found one,

name's Marie Melmotte,

quarter of a million,
guaranteed.

Now I intend to try for her,

but I'll need a little
something, you know,

to set out my shopfront,
shan't I?

I can't go round to
Grosvenor Square

and look like a beggar, can I?

Felix.

Hm?

Do you really think
you can bring this off?

I'll try, mother, for
you, and Hetta.

You are a good, dear boy.

Yes, Hetta, what is it?

Mother, don't you know he'll
go and lose it at cards

like all the rest?

You might as well just throw
your money out of the window.

Lord, can't a fellow
have a game of cards now?

I'd be happy for you
to play night and day

if you won any money at it.

And I'd be happy for
you to lose it

if it were your own
money, but it isn't.

It's all we have to live on.

Oh lord.

And you should you encourage him

to be such a shameless
fortune hunter?

Shouldn't marriage have
something to do with love,

I only ask?

I married for love, Hetta,

and watched the man I love
turn into a heartless brute.

If your brother is
generous enough

to put his wishes last

so that you can have the
freedom to please yourself,

then I think you should be
grateful rather than otherwise.

Well put, Mother.

There's no need to
thank me, Hetta.

See you tomorrow morning then.

Where are you going
to at this hour?

Urgent unfinished business.

Don't forget we're going

to the country tomorrow.

I'm back, I'm back.

New blood at the table, look
lively lads, deal me in.

Count them.

Well, not too closely,

not too closely.

Oh well, well, well, well,

would you believe it?

Lucky at cards, unlucky in love.

Looks like a damned fine,
clear, cold day.

Fancy a spot of hunting, Felix?

Oh God.

You sure you're up
to it, Longestaffe?

Three things I can do
in any condition:

Ride, shoot,

I've forgot the other one.

Anyway, what do you say?

Sorry Dolly,

promised my cousin today,
your neighbour,

a beastly bore, but
there we are.

Lord Roger Carbury?

Finest fellow in England,

I won't hear a word
said against him,

heart of oak, and so on.

Bit of a dull dog, for all that.

Exactly.

Mind you, there's some
pretty scenery thereabouts.

Well, why didn't you shoot?

Why didn't you?

Thank you, Bain.

Sir.

Oh, good lord, only
just in time.

I'm so glad you could
be here when they came.

Here, we are, you
made good time.

The great thing about
the railways

is they're so reliable.

Lady Carbury do you
know my ward?

Paul Montague.

Mr. Montague?

The last time we met you,
you were about 12 years old

and getting into fearful
scrapes at school, as I recall.

My son, Sir Felix,

How do you do?

My daughter, Hetta.

- Hello.
- Hello, Roger.

Miss Carbury,

Mr. Montague.

The last time you saw Hetta

she must've been a
very small girl.

Do you think she's
turned out well?

Mother.

Yes.

Well, ah, shall we go inside?

Ah, Carbury,

thought I might borrow
a mount off you

and admire the local
scenery, is it all right?

Yes, certainly, if you wish.

Why, Ruby, what a
pleasant surprise.

Surprise, my foot.

I've been waiting and
waiting for you.

Roger Carbury is the
best man I know.

I owe so much to him.

He could see that Oxford and
the bar meant nothing to me.

I wanted a different life.

Get into engineering
and go west.

Go west?

Yes,

New York first.

Then the Midwest.

Then California, Texas,
New Mexico.

How I should love that.

What did you do there?

Cattle,

property,

roads and bridges,

stringing the telegraph
way up into the Sierras.

But railways are still the
biggest thing out there,

I'm convinced of it.

I've put all my inheritance
into a partnership

and we're going to build a
railroad right down into Mexico.

From Salt Lake City,

2000 miles to Veracruz.

And if it weren't
for Roger Carbury

I should probably be cooped up

in some pokey chambers
in the City.

Yes, he is a dear, good man.

Why do you smile?

I don't know.

Because I'm having a
good time, I guess.

Why do you?

The same, I suppose.

I know she has feelings of,

of fondness for me.

Perhaps she's still
too young to experience

the kind of passionate
attachment I feel in myself.

No, Roger, I don't think
she's too young.

In fact, if I were you I'd make
my bid as soon as possible,

before anyone else does.

You must take your courage in
both hands, my dear friend.

Faint heart never won fair lady.

Yes.

Yes.

What are you doing
in England now

if your business is in Mexico?

Oh, we're here to meet Melmotte,

hear he's a great man
for raising money.

Melmotte, how strange

that everything should
revolve around him.

Shall you be at Madame
Melmotte's ball?

Yes, I guess so.

Shall you?

Yes, I shall.

Well, I look forward
to seeing you there.

Longestaffe, yes.

Father and son.

Grendall, yes.

Nidderdale, yes.

Ah, prime minister's declined,

well, he'll regret that.

But we've got two
cabinet ministers

and a couple of ambassadors.

Here, you make sure you
dance with young Nidderdale,

Do you hear?

I don't like young
Nidderdale, Pa.

He's got nothing to say,
and he's got a funny neck.

You'll like who I
tell you to like.

His father owns half Scotland,
he's land rich, cash poor.

Like all the rest of
these dukes and lords.

They'll come cap-in-hand
to Melmotte.

Well, I won't like him,
whatever you say.

You stupid woman.

Cannot you get one
simple thing right?

And as for you, you'll
do as I say, do you hear?

And you'll like who I tell
you to like, do you hear?

Not listening.

Do you hear?

Not listening.

Not listening.

It will be magnificent.

They will come.

They will.

You're welcome.

Good evening.

You're very welcome.

Good
evening, Mr. Melmotte.

Mr. Melmotte.

Enchante, madame.

Melmotte.

This is my daughter.

Thrilled to meet you, sir.

Thrilled to meet you.

Yes, it's lovely to meet you.

Oh, no, no, no, really.

No it's.

- Andrew.
- Good evening.

I hardly know a soul.

You're very welcome.

You're very welcome.

Please.

Good evening.

You're very welcome.

My daughter.

You're very welcome.

Miss Carbury.

Mr. Montague.

May I request the pleasure
of this dance?

Don't think I know this one.

I'll gladly teach
you if you like.

Round.

One,

two,

three,

round.

You're a very quick
study, Mr. Montague.

Easy to learn with such
a good teacher.

You're good.

So tell me, what are the balls
like in California and Texas?

Hm, not quite so formal.

In Texas they often end in
fisticuffs and gun play.

Lady Carbury, ain't it?

The well-known authoress,
am I right?

Yes?

Mr. Melmotte,

you flatter me.

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Not at all.

I just make it my
business to know who's who

and what's what, ma'am.

Very happy to see you here
at Grosvenor Square, Madam,

happy indeed.

Go, go, go, go.

Shadow on the bed sheet,
which looks exactly like...

Can you see?

These figures here
are the teeth,

and they go like, look
I can make it chew.

Do you see?

I can make them open and shut.

Woof, woof.

That's awfully good.

What a strange
creature Marie Melmotte is.

She seems to have plenty
of admirers.

Should you like to have so many?

One that I truly liked
would be quite enough.

Shall we dance again?

I've already danced
with you twice.

Is there a law around here
about dancing three times?

Not that I know of.

Is there in Texas?

There aren't very many
laws of any kind in Texas.

Even less in Mexico.

I think I'd like
Texas and Mexico.

And I think they'd like you.

And Carbury goes into
an early lead.

Nidderdale lengthens
to seven to two,

Grendel 20s, Longestaffe
nowhere.

Well, good luck to him.

Melmotte won't come up
to my guv'nor's price.

She's a queer little
thing, ain't she?

Thought we'd get a
little fresh air.

How well you dance.

Do I?

No-one ever told me that before.

No-one ever tells me anything.

Anything nice, I mean.

Well, let me see.

I'll tell you what you would
like best in all the world.

And what is that?

Someone who liked
you best in all the world.

But who would like me
best in all the world?

No-one, I think.

Oh yes, there is someone.

Don't you know?

Can't you tell?

Don't tease me, Sir Felix,

nobody will ever like me
best in all the world.

Oh, but you're wrong.

You're wrong.

I do.

Ah, Felix.

Felix.

Lady Carbury.

You? Here?

Why not?

"The Evening Pulpit"
goes everywhere.

Oh look, here comes the prince.

Ooh, now what will I do with
him now they caught him?

I wouldn't have missed
this for anything.

Lady Carbury,

may I have the pleasure?

Would you care to dance?

You know, I really
think I should be going.

Oh come on Alfred, one
more hand won't hurt you.

It's Lord Alfred,
if you don't mind.

Call people by their
proper names.

Mm, well, if you want me
to make you rich, Alfred,

you'll take me as you find
me and do what I ask of you.

Now,

one more hand?

Good, here.

Now, deal the cards, my boy.

There's something wrong
with this door, Mother,

- there's an-
- Shh!

Roger's in there with Hetta.

Oh, nuff said.

Fat chance.

I've loved you for so long.

I watched you change
from the loveliest girl

into the loveliest
woman in the world.

Could you love me as I love you?

Could you be my wife,

the mother of my children?

I'm so sorry, Roger,

I don't think I could.

You refuse me?

Roger, I do love you.

I have always have done, ever
since I was a little girl, but

not in the way that you mean.

But that could grow.

I don't think so.

I don't think I could ever
love you as you would wish.

And it would be wrong
for us to marry

if I didn't love
you in that way.

Perhaps I'm not one
of those girls

who ought to marry at all.

At any rate, I should like
to do something with myself,

something in the world
before I settle down.

What sort of something?

Hetta, are you being
entirely honest with me?

Is there someone else who
has gained your affections?

No.

No one has spoken to
me of love, but you.

Then I can still hope?

I wish you would not, Roger.

I don't think you understand me.

All I care about in
life is bound up in you.

No, don't say that,

- I can't bear
- No, please hear me out,

I beg you, Hetta.

You have to know that only you

have the power to make me happy.

And I would move heaven and
earth to make you happy too.

I can wait,

so long as there is
a shred of hope.

I have proposed to Hetta
and she has refused.

Silly, silly girl.

I'm so sorry.

But she has given
me leave to hope.

I shan't give up.

Well, mind you don't.

Now, would you have that word
with Felix, as you promised?

Please, please,

dear friend.

Very well.

Ah, Carbury, morning.

I'm just on my way
out, actually.

You can spare 10 minutes
from your busy life.

Sit down.

Very well, but it won't
do any good, you know.

It's all very well preaching
to people who are good,

but nothing will come of
preaching to people who ain't good.

Water off a duck's back,
can't be helped.

It can be helped, and it will.

This can't go on, Felix.

You've wasted all
your inheritance,

And now you appear to be set
upon wasting your mother's.

If you're talking about
the 20 pounds

I had on for the other evening,

you ought to know and
that's laid out

in a very good cause indeed.

Now why don't you just
sit down with me

and eat a grilled chop
like a good fellow?

Get any luck with
Hetta, by the way?

Nevermind that.

What I do know is that every
penny you lay your hands on

goes straight into your
friends' pockets

at the gaming table.

I know very well what
I'm doing, thank you.

Yes, bringing your mother
and sister to beggary.

You know nothing of my affairs.

In fact, in fact,

I hope to be able to
support them both very soon

and in a finer style than
they have ever known.

I don't suppose you've
heard of Miss Melmotte?

I've heard of a swindler
called Melmotte,

who is lately come
over from Paris

and is buying his
way into society.

Hmm, just so.

And he could buy and sell you
or me a hundred times over.

Well, I expect very soon

to be able to announce
my engagement

to his daughter, with a
fortune of half a million,

all right?

All right? Is that enough
to satisfy you?

You're a fool, Felix,

if you're setting on
your hopes on that.

If Melmotte could buy anyone
he liked for his daughter

why on earth should
he choose you?

Because she loves me, old boy.

And I am a baronet, after all.

I know, I know, I know,

virtue ought to triumph
and all that,

but that ain't the way
the world works.

Sorry.

I enjoyed our chat.

You'll ruin your sister.

And break your mother's heart.

Ah, for Miss Melmotte,

from Sir Felix Carbury.

I won't come in, pressing
affairs of business.

Good day to you.

Merde.

Tomorrow we need to set up
the business side of things.

I'll be overseeing the
actual thing itself,

the planning, the surveying,

eventually building the railway.

And you want to get this
man Melmotte involved?

Well, he's the only man in
Europe for raising capital,

so everyone says.

I don't like what I've
heard of him, Paul.

People say all sorts of things.

He's a bit coarse I dare say.

I was at his house last
night, huge place.

Your cousins were there.

Yes, I know.

What a lovely girl
Hetta Carbury is.

Yes she is.

She's the loveliest
girl in England.

There's something I ought
to tell you, Paul, I,

I've offered my hand to
Hetta Carbury in marriage.

And has she accepted?

No, not as yet, no.

She needs time to get
used to the idea,

but everything in life to
me depends upon it, Paul.

Oh, God, sorry.

I think I may count
on your sympathy.

I wish you'd told me
this before, Roger.

Before?

Why should have told
you before? Before what?

Before you introduced us.

Oh come on.

Come on Paul, this isn't
a joking matter.

I'm not joking, Roger.

But you've barely spoken
to the girl.

Hetta Carbury is the one
and only love of my life.

And she loves me
too, she said so.

Now promise me you will
abandon this fancy, Paul.

Anyway, aren't you involved
with a woman

whom you told me you wanted
to marry just as much

only a year ago?

That's all over.

Oh, hardly a model of constancy.

Roger, let's not break
our friendship over this.

If Hetta really loves you
and wants to marry you,

I sha, I shan't try
to interfere.

Anyway, I've got my work cut
out with this railway business,

and I shall stay out of
your way for a while.

Fisker, over here.

Look, here's where we break off

from the San Francisco line,

right here at Salt Lake City.

And then it is down
through Arizona,

and then New Mexico, and all
the way through Mexico City,

then out at the Gulf
at Veracruz.

Look at that.

Now that is one hell
of a railway, boy.

And we're really going
to build it.

It's you and me, pal.

And look at this, you see this?

This is a detailed
business plan.

Forward investment and profit
forecast, but you know what?

You don't have to worry
about any of that.

You let me deal with that,
because that's my department.

Well, we've got the concession
from the U.S. Congress.

I'm all set up to open up
offices, Mexico City, Veracruz.

So when can I go out there
and get some work started?

Just as soon as we get
our finances sewn up here.

All that we have to
do now is sell it.

Melmotte and Company.

Rather pokey premises for the
greatest financier in Europe,

don't you think?

Ah, these great men

have their own way of
doing things, Paul.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Mr. Hamilton K. Fisker
and Mr. Paul Montague

to see mr. Melmotte.

He's expecting you.

Hmm.

The South central Pacific
and Mexican railway.

Would anyone want
to take a train

from Salt Lake City to Veracruz?

No.

I wouldn't.

Yes, but there are
thousands who would sir,

and we're talking about

opening up a whole continent
for trade.

Mm, that's so.

You have a very nice turn
of phrase, Mr. Montague.

But, I'm just a plain
man of business,

I like to stick to
practical methods.

All right then Mr. Fisker,
how far have you got?

Well, we've got the
concession from Congress,

in principle.

We're to have the land
for free, of course.

And we are all set up
to float the company

in New York, San Francisco,
St. Louis, and Chicago.

And I can tell you that
they are going wild.

The price of shares is forecast

to go right through the roof

just as soon as this
issue goes public.

Oh, is it?

So what do you want me for?

Ah, chairman of the English
board of directors, I suppose.

Exactly, sir.

And I can assure you that if
you gave yourself up to it,

heart and soul, Mr. Melmotte,

it would be the finest
thing out.

There would be such
a mass of stock.

And the rest of the board?

Up to you, sir.

Well we get a few names.

Lords, dukes, baronets,
that sort of thing.

That's just about what I
thought myself, Mr. Melmotte.

This kind of thing,

It can only be brought off
once in a lifetime, you know.

That's it, sir, exactly.

That's what so splendid
about it.

Or perhaps one should say,
only once in each continent.

Hmm.

That's very good, Mr. Montague,

once in each continent.

I would say you were
just about right.

Eh, Croll?

Mm.

All right, gentleman,
I'll look into it.

I won't say anymore
just now, but

if this thing is
properly set up,

we could do business together.

What?

It's no good, Mr. Melmotte.

Who says?

It's too big, too risky.

I know it's a big idea.

It's a beautiful idea.

A railway across half a
continent? I should say.

Yeah, but the cost
of building it

could soak up 10 times the
value of the capital raised

and bankrupt us all.

It's all a matter of
confidence, Croll.

This is the kind of opportunity

that happens once in a lifetime,

and who better than Melmotte
and Company to bring it off?

I tell you the truth now,

I can't resist it

Well, mother, I'm going
to be a director

of the Mexican Railway.

Invited by Melmotte himself.

Felix, what wonderful news.

Mr. Melmotte must think
very highly of you.

Ha! I can't think why.

Are you sure they haven't
made a mistake?

Why should they have?

I'm rather good with money

and all that sort of
thing, you know.

Yes, you're rather good
at losing it, aren't you?

Oh, very amusing.

And begging for it,

and stealing it out of
other people's purses.

Yes, I do know that was you.

I shan't stay and
listen to this.

Mother, tell her to stop.

I hope Mr. Melmotte's safe
has a stout lock on it.

Really, Hetta, that
was rather unkind.

This new post might be
the making of Felix.

Now, I think it's time
I invited Marie Melmotte

to call on us.

And.

My lords, gentlemen,

this inaugural dinner
is to celebrate

the formation of the
English board of directors

of the South Central Pacific
and Mexican Railway Company.

Like to extend our
warmest wishes

to our American partner,
Mr. Fisker,

wish him safe journey across
the Atlantic to New York,

where he will be talking
up the shares over there.

Up, up, up, up.

Those of you who know me

will know that I am
a man of few words.

All I want to say is,

this is going to be

the biggest thing ever seen

on the either side of the
Atlantic for 50 years.

We'll be making history,
gentlemen,

and making money too.

Bravo.

To the South Central
Pacific and Mexican Railway.

To the South Central
Pacific and Mexican Railway.

You're a good fellow, Montague.

We're all damned good fellows.

This is a great thing
we're on, you know?

Yes. Glad you agree.

Yes.

And the great thing about
being directors, you know,

is that we don't have
to do any work.

Money just comes in by itself,

it's wonderful, it's wonderful.

I'm afraid I will have to do

quite a bit of work
for my money, actually.

Really? Really?

Yes.

Oh, that's a shame.

Good fellow like you.

You're a good fellow.

I just think she needs

to be encouraged as a writer,
she shows great promise.

No, I have the utmost
respect for our hostess,

but her book is a bad book.

It is a thoroughly rotten book.

And I, for one, refuse
to tout it.

You see, I have more respect
for my readers than that.

But to praise a friend's book,

it's just the way of the world,
everyone understands that.

You seem to think

it's the greatest
historical work of the age.

Oh, come, come, I don't
quite say that, you know.

Mr. Broune, may I have a word?

I'll never forget what
you've done for me, never.

No more than my duty
Lady Carbury.

Much, much more.

And I hope you'll learn to know

that a woman can really
be grateful.

Mr. Alf, I forgive you.

And I'm so glad you feel

you can still come
here as my friend.

Madame Melmotte.

Your mama's not much of a
one for talking, is she?

No. And nobody's much for
talking to her either.

Anyway, she's not my
mama, she's my stepmother.

Papa got rid of my real mama,

when I was just a little girl.

Got rid of her?

I say!

How?

Don't know.

She was there when we
lived in Frankfurt.

We were so poor then.

And then we were in New York,

but by the time we were in
Paris, he was married to her.

My poor, sweet darling.

I know what you need.

You need someone to
take care of you

and love you, don't you?

Yes, I most certainly do.

I'm not sure we should-

Come on.

Oh, Felix.

Will you be that someone?

Will you love me, and
take care of me?

Well, I, yes, if you want me to.

If it were up to me.

But Papa settles everything.

Lord haven't I done enough?

But you must make
sure of her Felix.

Now, Madame Melmotte told me

they're going down
to the country

to stay with the Longestaffes
for Whitsun.

Is that so?

I didn't think they
were that thick.

Lady Pomona won't like it.

Or Georgiana, that girl's
the biggest snob in England.

I hope they're not thinking

of young Adolphus for Marie.

Dolly?

No, no.

No, don't think so.

They say at the club
that Melmotte

wants to buy one of their
old properties,

Pickering Park, and Dolly's
not so keen to sell.

It's come to him, you see.

Maybe Melmotte's thinking
of throwing in Maria

as part of the bargain.

But he mustn't, not
now that you...

It's quite distasteful
that the poor girl

should be used as a bargaining
counter in a property sale.

She has a heart, and she's
entrusted it to my only son.

I believe she has.

There's no need to make
those faces, Hetta.

We should be there too.

We can stay with Roger

and get ourselves invited
over to Caversham for dinner.

You can ask Papa then.

All right.

Oh Felix, you are
becoming quite a treasure.

Dear, dear boy.

I hope you're not expecting
me to come as well, Mother.

Well of course you'll
come, why not?

Well don't you see it might
be rather awkward for me?

And for Roger too.

That's nonsense.

You've been going there
since you were a little girl.

And if Roger asks you again,

I hope you'll have the
good manners to accept.

Really Hetta, it's most
ungrateful of you.

I mean, it's not as if you've
had any other offers, is it?

No, not as yet, Mother.

Well then.

Really Hetta, you must learn

to behave with more
consideration,

dear.

He's invited the Melmottes?

All of them?

So I understand Georgiana.

But that foreign woman,

who can barely speak
a word of English,

and that strange little

monkey-faced creature
of a daughter.

I can understand going to a
crush at their house in town

when everybody else goes,

one doesn't speak to them

and one needn't see
them afterwards.

But to have them in one's
own house, for how long?

A week, I believe.

Well, they are very
wealthy you know.

It would be an idea if Adolphus
could marry the daughter.

Dolly will never marry anyone.

He'd never take the trouble
to ask a girl.

Well, I'm sure I don't know
what your papa is to do.

Or how there is never
any money for anything.

I don't spend it.

It really is too bad of Papa.

Oh my dear Adolphus, I
didn't think you'd come down.

Pa wouldn't leave me
alone till I said I would.

Give him some tea, Georgiana.

I'd sooner have a
soda and brandy.

Oh lord, here's the guv'nor
now for a row.

Well Adolphus, have you
changed your mind?

Well,

no, matter of fact I haven't Pa.

Pickering Park's my inheritance
and I shan't see it sold

just to pay off the
debts on Caversham.

It ain't right, and
it ain't fair.

Very well then, you leave
me with no alternative.

My dear, we shall not
be going back to London

for the rest of the season.

We cannot afford the expense.

But my dear, our ball is fixed.

Then it must be unfixed.

He doesn't mean it.

He can't mean it, can he Mama?

I fear, my love, he does.

We must be in London for
the rest of the season.

I don't like to be indelicate,
but if I'm to be married,

I must meet men.

And London is the only place
where they are to be found.

Do you really want
me on your hands

for the rest of your
life, Mother?

Oh dear.

Perhaps after all, Mr. Melmotte
will do something for us.

Here you are.

This is so kind of you.

What must you think of me,
inviting myself and my children,

without so much as
a by-your-leave?

Only that I'm delighted

you should like to
come again so soon.

Can't imagine how it
has raised my spirits.

Hetta.

Morning Roger, still here then?

There's more to life
than Carbury, you know,

you ought to get out a bit more.

All right If I borrow a horse

and take it for a
bit of a Canter?

Perfectly, take as
long as you like.

Thanks, I will.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, Ruby.

You know, I've never
done that before.

Not with anyone ever.

Well, I should be sorry to
hear that you had, Ruby.

And you do love me, don't you?

Course I do.

More than anything else
in the whole world.

Well you better, 'cause
there's ever such a lot of men

wants to be my sweetheart, so
you better behave yourself.

Well, don't I always?

I wish you'd come and
see me more often.

Yeah.

Ooh, you got such soft skin.

Soft as a little baby.

Yeah.

Oh I say, Ruby, draw it mild.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna let
you do it again,

I love you that much.

Yes, well look here Ruby,

I'm not at all sure that I can.

Oh, I am.

I'm certain sure.

I'm afraid I haven't been able

to arrange much entertainment
for you.

My dear cousin, it was to
escape the eternal parties

that we came down here.

The bishop will be pleased

to come and dine tomorrow.

Well I should be glad

to see the Bishop once more.

Oh look, this article
is about Mr. Montague.

Yes, he left it with
me when he came.

Could I borrow it?

Of course, yes, if you wish.

I have asked the Longestaffes
for Friday,

but they won't come.

I dare say they are to have

a houseful of guests themselves.

Yes. I did know they
were to have guests.

The Melmottes are
coming to them.

The Melmottes?

I fancy he wants he wants

a little pecuniary
assistance, Roger.

Well, he might well indeed,

but I should have thought
he would've kept

such a man as Mr. Melmotte out
of his wife's drawing room.

Why should you dislike the
Melmottes so much, Roger?

I don't, I don't dislike
them, why should I?

Why should I dislike
people I never saw?

No, I, but I,

I do dislike those who
seek their society

simply because they are rich.

Meaning me, I suppose?

Not meaning you, no,

of course I didn't dislike
you, as you very well know.

No, I meant the Longestaffes,
then.

But I can't say I'm
happy to discover

that you are come down
to the country

just because you knew the
Melmottes are to be at Caversham.

Not just.

You know how I love to be here.

But I will admit to partly,
not for my own sake,

I should never run after such
a man, but for my poor son.

Felix has spent every penny of
his inheritance, as you know,

but he does have other assets.

He's good looking,
he's a Baronet,

and I must say the girl
seems quite in love with him.

And so he'll save his bacon
by marrying her for her money.

Well, what is wrong with that?

It's nothing less than
stealing her money.

Oh, Roger, how hard you are.

Does he feel anything
at all for the girl?

Well, I never-

It's entirely beside
the point, I suppose?

Well, I've,

I have nothing more to
say on the matter,

it's no affair of mine.

Look, when I am told that the
girl is in the neighbourhood,

at such a house as Caversham,

and that Felix is coming down
here to be near his prey.

And that I am asked to be
a party to such a thing.

I can only say what I think.

Felix is welcome here because
he is your son and my cousin,

but I wish he'd chosen
some other place

for the work he has in hand.

If you wish it, we will
return to London.

I had hoped you'd
be glad to see us,

perhaps particularly
glad to see my Hetta.

Mother!

But we have offended you,
and I think we should leave.

You are very harsh,
and it crushes me.

Of course you mustn't leave.

If I've hurt you I regret
it very much.

Let me beg your pardon, please.

No more about going away.

I shall return to my room,

My head hurts so I
can hardly speak.

Shall I come with you?

No, no.

I shall be well, stay
with your cousin.

Oh, that was badly done.

No.

You said what you thought,
that was all.

A gentleman should never
be rough to a lady.

And a man should never be
rough to his own guests.

I hope she'll forgive me.

Sir Felix, how delightful.

Lady Pomona.

Madame Melmotte.

Beautiful gardens.

For myself, I don't care
much for gardens,

but if one is to live
in the countryside,

this is the sort of place
one would like.

Carbury's a very poor place.

For a small place, Carbury
is very pleasant and pretty,

though it isn't extensive.

No, by Jove, no, it's
just pokey as a prison.

You are in prison?

Hm? No.

No, no.

That was, that was...

Is that your daughter
there, madame?

I must just, uh...

Miss Longestaffe,

Miss Melmotte.

I'm sure you two would
like to be left together.

She doesn't like me.

She doesn't like any of us.

How very imperceptive of her.

I like you, very much indeed.

I wonder am I to believe that?

Well, of course you are.

Haven't I come all this
way just to tell you so?

And to ask you again,
will you accept me?

Do you really love me
well enough, Felix?

Of course I do.

I'm not good at making
pretty speeches and all that,

but you know I love you.

Then I will love you too.

I will, with all my heart.

Oh, Felix,

no one ever kissed
me like you do.

I don't know what Papa
will say when we tell him.

Think he'll be angry?

- Yes, I expect so.
- Hm.

But you will speak
to him, won't you?

Well, yes, of course
I will, yes.

There he is.

Who's that chap with him?

Lord Alfred Grendall.

Oh.

Spends a lot of time with
old Grendall, don't he?

Papa says he can make old
Grendall do anything he likes.

He says old Grendall will
jump through hoops for him.

Does he?

Have to be pretty
big hoops, what?

You're so funny.

I do love you so.

Look here, I don't think now
is the time to talk to Papa.

Not in the country, at
another man's house, you know.

It's not quite the thing.

I never know what the thing is,

but you will speak to
him soon won't you?

Oh yes, yes.

Very soon.

Mr.
Melmotte's given his consent?

No, not, well, not in
so many words, no.

But it's all settled
apart from that.

Oh, Felix.

It's almost too good to be true,

darling, darling boy.

Oh, leave off mother, do.

I ain't quite sure I care

about being married
and all that, you know.

You will care very much
when you have enough money

to do anything you like
and go anywhere you like.

Well, I suppose you're right.

So you must come with us to
the Longestaffes' tomorrow.

If you run away now, it
will be an affront to her,

and might set Mr. Melmotte
against you,

just at a time when
you should be

laying yourself out
to please him.

Oh bother.

All right, mother, I'll come.

Dear boy.

Please, please, please.

I've had a very tiring day.

There's your inamorata, Felix.

I know, Mother.

Why don't you go and
talk to the father now?

Not in front of all these
people, he might cut me.

Well, if you won't, I shall.

Oh lord.

Mr. Melmotte.

Lady Carbury.

My lords, ladies and
gentlemen, dinner is served.

I hope you
like Suffolk, Mr. Melmotte.

Pretty well.

It's a very nice place
for fresh air.

Thinking of getting a
place down here myself.

Sooner be in London though.

It's a very nice
place, is London.

It is if you have plenty of
money, Mr. Melmotte.

And if you haven't, it's
the best place to get it.

You written any more books?

"Wicked Women of History,"
wasn't it?

How kind of you to remember,
Mr. Melmotte.

Well I'm, I know a bit
about wicked women myself.

And girls.

There are books I could
write, Lady Carbury,

if I had a mind to.

Your son is Sir Felix
Carbury, ain't he?

Sitting over there
with my daughter.

Happy fellow.

He sits on the same board
with you, I believe.

Mm.

I trust he's diligent there?

He don't trouble me much, ma'am,

I don't trouble him much.

Ah.

I've told Mama.

Did she say anything?

Yes, a lot.

She says Papa will think
you're not rich enough,

but I don't care about that.

Talk about something
else, or people will hear.

Have you been riding?

No, I don't really
know how to ride.

You ride beautifully.

What, on that old
screw of Roger's?

I think you do.

When are you going back to town?

Tomorrow.

We go on Wednesday.

You will come and
see me, won't you?

Hm? Er, yes, expect so.

And you'll go and see my father,

he's in the City Every
day, best to go there.

Right.

You will stick to it,
though Marie, won't you?

I always stick to things
when I have made my mind up.

Papa knows that.

You're a good girl, Marie.

I'll be a very good girl to you.

What a lovely couple they make.

Whatever happens,
we shall always be friends.

Yes, that's what I want too.

I shan't tell you that
I love you again,

you know that already.

And I shan't press you to
make a sacrifice of yourself.

But I think you may
come to love me,

unless your heart is
already given elsewhere.

What do you mean?

You seem very interested in,
in my friend, Paul Montague.

Who would not be?

He has done such extraordinary
things and may do more.

Yes, but,

he is rather wild, you know.

And just now he's engaged
in a risky,

and possibly a dishonest venture

in what I regard as
very bad company.

Do you speak this way about
your friend, your protege?

Yes, because I care very
much about his welfare

and his happiness.

And I care even more
about yours.

Then we must hope that
your fears are misplaced,

mustn't we?

Here you are, sir.

Would you like anything sent up?

No, thank you, I won't
be staying very long.

Paul.

You came,

you came to me.

I knew you would.

I can't stay very long.

You can't stay long?

I see.

I don't think we have very
much to say to each other.

Not now.

Paul,

I came 3000 miles to see you.

I think you owe me a little
me a little more than that.