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- Morning. - Follow me please, sir.

Good?

Excellent, Mr. Melmotte.

Begin.

Good morning, Mr. Wakeham,

shall we go in the morning room?

Thank you, Miss Carbury,

I was hoping to see you Lady Carbury, or Sir Felix.

My brother is out and my mother is unwell.

How can I help you?

It occurred to me that perhaps your mother has

overlooked the payment of accounts for wines and spirits.

It's been seven months now.

I see.

Sir Felix was kind enough to honour us with another

order just the other day.

Sir Felix is expecting to draw a

substantial sum of money very soon,

he has become a director of the Mexican Railway, you know?

Ah, the Mexican Railway.

I had thought of going in for that myself, in a small way.

So you should not have to wait much longer.

If you could give me a definite-

We should be so very sorry to have to go

to another wine merchant.

Of course we shall hear from you,

at your convenience.

Thank you, Mr. Wakeham.

- Has he gone? - Yes.

I hate having to do that.

Why should the poor man not be paid?

Because we have nothing to be him with.

Yes and we know whose fault that is, don't we.

I think you would see me throw it onto the street

rather than marry your cousin, Roger,

who is a dear good man.

And has loved you ever since you were a little girl.

I wish I could love Roger the way he would like me to,

it would be most convenient,

but I can't, mother.

He's been most generous to us.

He's helped us out with small sums of money

on numerous occasions.

Are you suggesting that he's agreed to buy me

in instalments?

I shall marry for love, if I marry at all.

I would rather work the telegraph at a city office,

or be a nurse in a women's hospital,

or be be a writer like you, Mamma,

than marry simply for security.

At least I should be earning my keep honestly.

To marry without love is nothing better than prostitution.

Hetta.

Sorry, but it's what I believe.

You never spoke like this until you met

that young adventurer, Paul Montague.

I suppose you imagine yourself in love with him.

Things have changed.

So, you feel nothing for me now.

No, I could never say that.

Well, look at me,

and tell me what it is.

You've met someone else.

That's what it is, isn't it?

A year ago, when we parted,

you promised to follow me to San Francisco,

but you never came.

Not a word. Not a letter.

There were circumstances.

I told you everything about myself,

and you told me nothing.

What was I to think except that

you were tired of our affair,

that you had found someone else.

There was never anyone else.

I told myself that it was over.

I threw myself into my work.

You've become the man I always knew you could be.

- Winifred... - Winifred, at last.

I called you Paul from the first moment.

Well, speak out.

Is there another woman that you love?

Yes.

Yes there is.

And have you promised to marry her as well?

No, not as yet.

But she loves you?

She has never said so.

And you have never told her your love?

Never.

Then there is nothing that binds you to her.

Quite the reverse in our case,

we are bound in every way.

Aren't we?

In't it the case in your country,

that an offer of marriage is binding on the man.

Only the woman may break off the engagement?

Winifred.

I am begging you to release me now.

And I refuse.

Because I know what is good for you

better than you know yourself.

You say I told you nothing of myself,

but I gave you everything a woman has to give.

Can you tell me that meant nothing?

Means nothing to you?

No.

Can you tell me you feel nothing for me?

No.

The kiss me, Paul.

In friendship, if nothing more.

I must go.

Very Well.

I'll let you go for now,

but I know you're too honourable to make love

to your little English rose while you're still bound to me.

And I know you wouldn't be so unkind

as to leave me all alone and friendless in London.

So long as friendship is all you ask.

For the present.

It can be a kind of a game, you see.

Your part is to persuade me to release you.

Mine to make you realise you're better off with me.

A game?

You call this a game?

A game with high stakes, played in deadly earnest.

Don't be tempted into treating that lightly, Paul,

or you may wish you had never been born.

There.

Go now.

I know you'll come again soon.

And finally, your chairman is happy to announce formally,

but I suppose you all know,

that the first issue of public shares one week ago,

went, shall we say, according to plan.

I should say.

And that at the close were trading yesterday

the value of the shares had gone up by 500%.

Not bad.

Bravo!

So, so if we wanted to cash in our shares now

we'd get 5 times the amount we put in?

Yes you would Mr. Longestaffe,

but the best thing you could do with your money

is to buy more railway shares.

They're going to go up a great deal higher than that

so you might as well leave your money where it is.

And if any of you gentlemen have any other

further available liquidity-

What's liquidity

Liquidity is ready cash, my Lord.

And if you have any,

my advice is to build up your holdings now.

This is the opportunity of the century.

And I'm telling you to beg, borrow, sell all other assets

and get into this now while it's going up.

And then you can tell your grandchildren

that you were in at the very start

of the best thing this century.

Yes, Mr. Montague?

I assume that there is a regular release of funds

into the work itself.

The surveying can go ahead immediately,

and the building itself, as soon after that as possible?

That's it Mr. Montague.

All in hand.

Well, gentlemen.

Could we know what sums have been dispensed,

and how the payments relate to this schedule of works.

It's all in the accounts, Mr. Montague.

Where can these be inspected?

In the company offices, Mr. Montague, in due course.

As I say, the work is all in hand.

And now if there's nothing more to discuss,

I declare the meeting closed.

He won't put off so easy, that one.

We'll run him up a set of figures, Croll,

set his mind at rest.

I think he really wants his railway, Mr. Melmotte.

So do we, don't we?

Don't we?

If you say so, Mr. Melmotte.

Come on my old Croll, we've seen off bigger fish than him.

You have a beautiful house, sir.

Sir Felix Carbury to see you, Mr Melmotte, at once.

I am expected.

I am expected.

Wait here, sir.

Psst. Psst.

- Are you Sir Felix? - Yes.

I am Didon, come with me.

Come, come, quick.

All right. If you say so.

I have got him for you.

Why didn't you come before?

I've been longing and longing for you.

I say, steady on, steady on.

Oh, Didon knows everything.

So, you'll see him?

Man said he was busy.

No, he's in for you, out to everyone else.

Oh, jolly good.

Go now, don't let him bully you.

Come. Come.

Right. Absolutely, absolutely.

In you go.

Go.

How do you do, Sir Felix?

You come to see the ladies, have you?

Yes, but I thought I'd look in on you, you know.

Very good of you.

Well?

Mr. Melmotte, I'm come to,

I'm come, in short, Mr. Melmotte,

I want to propose myself as a suitor

for your daughter's hand.

The deuce you do.

Well yes.

And we hope you'll give us your consent, sir.

"We"? Who's "we"?

Your daughter, and I, sir.

Oh, she knows you're coming then?

Yes. She knows.

I've been attached to her ever since I saw her,

and all that, you know how that kind of thing goes on.

No, I'm damned if I do.

I know how it ought to go on.

The young man ought to speak to the father before the girl.

That's how it ought to go on.

Well of course we know it all depends on you, sir.

Not at all.

She's of age.

She could marry you tomorrow if she chooses.

You're a baronet, I believe.

Yes. I'm a baronet, all right.

No money cares, huh?

Not exactly that,

but I suppose you will give

your daughter a fortune, of course?

She don't get a farthing if she marries to please herself,

without my consent.

I had rather hoped you would give your consent, sir.

Haven't said I won't.

It's possible.

What's your property, Sir Felix?

Well, it isn't a very large property, you know?

Not like the Marquis of Westminster's then?

No, it's not quite like that.

So where's your family seat?

Carbury Hall.

Down in Suffolk, near the Longestaffes.

Carbury Hall, I didn't know that was yours.

Well, it isn't, exactly.

Not yet.

But I am the heir.

I see.

The heir.

Who's got it now?

My cousin, Mr. Roger Carbury.

And he's an old man, is he?

He's not what you'd call a young man.

He's not very old.

I see. Not very old.

Able-bodied is he? Able to shake a leg?

Well, yes, I suppose he is.

So how would it be if he was to marry and have children?

I don't how that would be.

I don't think it's very likely that he'll marry.

And in the meantime, what is your own property?

Mr. Melmotte, the fact is I love your daughter,

and she loves me.

And I may not be possessed of great wealth, or property,

but I am a Baronet, and a gentleman.

And I'm not, you imply?

No, no, no, no, no.

That is not what I meant at all.

I think we understand each other very well.

You are to provide the rank and position,

and I am to provide the money.

That's the bargain.

I buy my daughter a place in society

by paying you to marry her.

That's your understanding of it?

Really sir, I must protest.

One shouldn't cheapen it by-

It's all right, Sir Felix I'll think on it.

But don't get your hopes up too high.

Money, expects money, you know.

Isn't he lovely?

He has a very pretty face.

And he's a very good kisser.

I have seen better.

And Nidderdale is a real Lord.

But you like this one.

Oh, Didon, I do. I do.

I love him.

I never knew Felix Carbury was so fond of the country.

I know I'm not.

How long are we to be kept here, Father?

I don't know what you mean by being kept here.

This is your home,

you might as well make up your mind to live in it.

But if we're not to be in London for the rest

of the season, we will never meet anyone.

And you know what that means for me.

I have to be in London for the end of the season.

It's my last chance.

There's no "have to" about it, Georgiana.

I can't afford it and that's that.

Father, if you won't take me up to town yourself,

could you not let me stay with friends?

The Primeros are in town for the season.

As a matter of fact, I have received an invitation

for you to stay up in London, Georgiana.

You have?

From whom?

The Melmottes.

Those dreadful people.

Well why shouldn't I go to the Primeros,

or Julia Monogram?

It's that, or stay in the country, my dear.

Your know your father especially dislikes the Primeros.

Very well then.

I shall go to the Melmottes, if it's to be them or nothing.

And the first man that comes to me with

four or 5,000 a year I'll take him,

even though he came out of New Gate, or Bedlam.

And I shall always say it was Papa's fault.

I wish we could have each other a bit longer, Felix.

So do I, by Jove.

I wish you lived in town, then I could see you every day.

You know, wouldn't that be jolly?

Wouldn't it.

And for two pins I'd do it too.

Oh Lord, I must go.

Grandfather's asked John Crumb over again.

And who is John Crumb when he's at home?

John Crumb, the Miller, he comes to see me.

So you come back soon

or he'll steal a match on you, he will.

Ruby.

Here she comes.

Late again, little hussy.

Ah. She's worth waiting for though.

Oh, why do you always have to say the same thing, John?

Why can't you keep a civil tongue in your head

when the poor man's trying to pay you a compliment,

and where's our supper?

We've been sitting here waiting for.

It was all done before,

it only wants bringing out.

You could have done that yourself,

but that's too much for you, I suppose.

A damn good hiding wouldn't do you no harm.

Ah no, Mr. Ruggles, that's not the way.

That's what you think.

I say women is better for a regular beating.

Like carpets, eh.

There now.

Ah, Ruby.

Very tasty Ruby.

Thank you John.

Hold there a moment.

John has something to say to you, Ruby,

haven't you, John?

Only like, I've got the house all ready now, Ruby.

So if you'd like to name the day,

you and I shall be married as soon as you like.

Tomorrow wouldn't be too soon for me.

So say you will, and I'll always do my best

to make you happy.

I can't marry you, John.

I'm sorry.

What?

But you said you love me, Ruby.

You always said we would be married one day.

Young women is allowed to change their minds,

and I've changed mine.

I'm sorry, John, I can't help it.

Nasty, ungrateful, lying little slut.

Treat a good man like that?

I have a good mind to tan the hide off you.

Don't you touch me.

I can't help it if I love someone else.

And who is that?

Shan't tell you.

I have a good mind to beat thee out.

Come back!

- Come here! - Get off!

If you hit me, it's the last time, I swear it,

you'll never see me again.

Get off me.

To Sir Felix Carbury, the Beargarden Club.

Dear Sir, I have done what I said

sooner than I thought.

I refused John Crumb, and father turned me out the house.

So I'm a come to London.

Dear Sir Felix, when shall I see you again?

Papa has said you are not to come to the house again,

but I'm not frightened of him and nor should you be.

You stupid woman.

Why can't you get one simple thing right?

I don't care about money,

and on my word of honour, I'll never marry anyone but you.

Oh Felix, I long for you to take me dancing,

and see the music hall.

From your own loving, Ruby.

Everything in order, Sir Felix?

Hm?

Yes.

I don't see why not, Potter.

All to your liking, Miss Longestaffe?

Yes, thank you, Mr. Melmotte, how kind of you to ask.

Well, let's have a little smile on that pretty face then.

I'm buying one of your father's properties, you know,

Pickering Park.

To be that little madam's dowery.

Oh, really?

I thought that Adolphus hadn't agreed on the sale.

That's all been dealt with.

When I want the thing, I generally get it, you know.

How would you like to live in Pickering Park

as Lady Nidderdale, eh?

I don't care where I live,

but I won't marry Lord Nidderdale.

She fancies herself in love with that fop of a Baronet.

What's a Baronet?

I could be a Baronet. Nothing easier.

Oh, I intend going into parliament with Longestaffe,

and when I get a seat

all I have to do is spend a bit of money on the proper side,

the conservative side, of course,

throw a few dinners, and the thing is done.

Sir Augustus Melmotte, Baronet.

Well, what do you think about that?

Most interesting.

Oh!

Oh, really.

Please.

My Lord.

Forgive me, I didn't mean to-

Gentlemen, shall we go where we can talk,

unencumbered.

Follow me gentlemen.

What's all this, Niddey?

Marie Melmotte, the stakes are on again.

I say, look here, that's not fair.

Not my fault, old boy, it's the two governors.

I can't do anything.

Andrew.

Come and sit down with us.

No, he must not.

He must go at once.

Melmotte.

But you must go, Sir,

he will kill you.

Well, uh yes, under the circumstances-

No, he shan't go.

Let them kill us if he dare!

I'll never marry Nidderdale, not if he cuts me to bits.

Go down to Papa and tell him now,

he shan't make me marry anyone but you.

Felix, if you would be true to me,

nothing can keep us apart.

You will be brave.

- Oh my God, he's coming back. - Uh, well yes...

He's coming back to kill us all.

Well yes, of course I will, but don't you think-

Now, you be brave, and I will be brave.

Marie, I really-

Now listen, you, Sir Felix,

my daughter is engaged to be married to Lord Nidderdale,

all right?

I am not. I won't marry him.

Not if you chop me to pieces.

She will be married to Lord Nidderdale

so you might as well leave right now.

Papa, he's my lover.

Bosh!

It is not bosh!

I love him and I won't have anyone else.

Hit me if you like, it won't change anything.

You get to your room.

I'll go, but I still love him.

Get out!

I'm very sorry to have had a hand

in causing this disturbance, sir.

You go away and don't come back.

You remember this, if she marries without my consent

she don't get a single shilling.

Good day to you, Sir Felix.

Happy to see you in the city, any time.

It's only me.

My own, own darling Felix.

You won't give me up, will you?

Did you tell him you wouldn't give me up?

Well you see, he says he'll cut us off

without a shilling, so.

I have my own money.

When we were in France Papa put a lot of money in my name,

thousands, and thousands,

so he could tell his creditors he had none.

We could run away together.

Good God, there's more to you than meets the eye.

Send me a note by Didon.

It's so unlike life, don't you think?

I wonder whether any girl ever sat and cried like that

because a lover talked to another woman.

Women aren't all made the same.

Luckily for you men.

But you know there's a dash of the

savage princess about most of us.

So watch out.

I shall.

Are you going to see me home?

Of course

You needn't, you know,

I'm not afraid of taking a cab by myself,

but I should like a little more your company.

Have you enjoyed this evening?

Yes. Very much.

Good.

So have I.

Come in for one moment.

Good night, Mrs. Hurtle.

Good night, Ruby.

Good night, Sir.

She's a new girl, just up from the country,

the landlady's niece.

I don't know what she thinks of me.

I've told them we are engaged to be married.

I hope you don't mind.

Do you think that's wise?

Well, if it avoids unpleasantness and gossip.

Shut the door for one moment.

Paul, I won't be separated from you.

I'll do anything for the love of you, anything but lose you.

Winifred...

No, don't speak.

I understand.

Go now.

Go now.

My Lords and gentlemen,

I'm able to tell you that we are prospering.

Here, here.

I wish I could show you the balance sheet,

it's a sight for sore eyes.

But in affairs of this nature great discretion is required.

So on behalf of the shareholders at large,

whose interests are in our hands,

I think that any detailed statement should be postponed

just for a short while.

And I therefore move that this meeting be adjourned

to this day, week.

Seconded.

So all those in favour-

Mr. Melmotte?

Yes. Mr. Montague.

Could you at least give the board your assurance

that the timetable for the building

of the railway is on schedule.

Thank you, Mr. Montague.

All in favour?

And that all the company accounts and records

be made freely available for inspection by the directors.

Against?

Motion carried.

I think that concludes the business.

Thank you, gentlemen.

I understand.

You are a fine young man Mr. Montague,

and this is a great project and I'm well aware that

it was you who brought it to me in the first place,

and I'm very grateful, but,

you don't understand the business side of a thing like this.

You had much better leave it to me.

I'll make you rich and you'll have your railway too.

Trust me.

You won't regret it.

And don't cross me again or you'll be sorry.

Good afternoon to you.

You do think he's all right, old Melmotte?

I'm supposed to be marrying his daughter, you know?

Come on, Nidderdale, we're wasting valuable time here.

You're still here then, Mr. Montague.

Well, I'm glad you stayed.

Mr. Montague.

Please, take a seat, Mr. Montague.

No, thank you.

I was a bit short with you just now.

I beg your pardon.

Good.

But the thing is this,

unanimity is everything in a situation such as this.

If you and I quarrel in the boardroom

there's no knowing the amount of evil that we do.

We are carrying the hopes and dreams

of thousands of shareholders on our shoulders.

They're depending on us, Croll knows,

and there is nothing that can be done for them

unless the shares keep rising.

And that's what you have to understand.

You don't want to see the whole thing fall to pieces.

Do you?

Look here, I'm in this to build a railway,

and I don't see any signs of it at the moment now.

Now, nevermind the share price,

what about the survey?

The labour,

the purchase of materials,

and the equipment.

Look, all that is in hand.

Look here, Montague, all this that you talk of

is nothing.

It's, what is it?

It's a mere matter of engineering,

it's nuts and bolts, and nuts and bolts.

I could find myself a score to fellows to build me a railway

but some of us have to set our sights

on higher matters than these.

Now what would a mere engineer, like you,

know about the building

of a great business empire?

The you would have no objection if this "mere engineer"

went out to Mexico to see what progress has been made?

No, go, go, go go.

You do what you like, sir,

it's all one to me.

Then I shall.

And if I find that no preparations have been made

I shall start the work myself.

Good day to you, sir.

He will too.

Oh, let him go, Croll,

Mexico is a long way away, and our work is here.

Mr. Montague.

I'm sorry, I hadn't realised you were here alone.

Mamma is out with Roger.

Ah, Roger is in town.

Yes. He comes to London much more often now.

It seems so long since we last met.

Yes. Yes, at the Melmotte's ball.

I suppose you've been very busy.

Yes I have.

- With your railway? - Yes.

Come and sit down.

I came to tell you I shall have to go to Mexico

sooner than I had planned,

in two weeks time.

Why do you frown?

Shan't you like that?

I'm not quite sure what I should find there.

I'm beginning to think that Melmotte doesn't know,

or care, much about railways.

But there are things, and people,

I shall be very sorry to leave behind.

Hetta, you must've thought me very remiss

in not coming to see you before now.

Believe me, I have thought of you every day

since we last met,

but I have found myself in difficulties.

There is my friendship for Roger, for one thing,

and other obligations.

I don't think your friendship for Roger

should make you think you can't see me or talk to me.

Why should it?

I promised I wouldn't come between you and him.

He made you promise that?

He had no right to,

I'm not engaged to Roger, though I care very much for him.

Could you love him as much as a woman can love a man?

Because if you can I shall leave England at once

and never return to it.

It is, Mamma.

Mr. Montague, what a very unexpected pleasure.

Yes, I'm going abroad soon so I thought I would

come up and see you before I go.

Roger, I had no idea you were in London.

What brings you here?

A little business, that's all.

Did you have a pleasant evening, Mother?

Very pleasant.

Did you?

No, not at all, until Mr. Montague saved me

from Felix's cigar and brandy bills.

Oh, I hate to be ill-mannered.

Yes, of course.

I, I didn't mean to stay so long.

I'll walk you back to your club.

Goodbye, Mr. Montague.

And if we don't see you again before you leave,

bon voyage.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Good bye. I shall think of you.

I didn't know you were in the habit of calling on Hetta

and speaking to her alone.

This is the first time I've seen her

since I spoke to you last.

I won't try deceiving you, Roger.

I love her.

What brought him here?

He brought himself.

It wasn't arranged, if that's what you mean.

How long was he here?

Only a couple of minutes before you came in.

There is something between you and that young man,

what is it?

You haven't engaged yourself to him, have you?

- No, I have not. - What then?

I love him, Mother, and I am sure he loves me.

And this on three or four short meetings.

What do you know of that young man?

Nothing.

And what about your poor cousin, Roger?

I'm sorry, but you can't help who you love, can you.

You seem to think you've behaved honourably,

but you promised not to come between Hetta and myself

and you have done.

Have mercy, Paul, for Gods sake,

leave well alone.

Hetta is the only one for me.

For the sake of our friendship, Paul.

Don't, don't take Hetta from me.

I wouldn't do that, Roger, even if I could,

but if she should choose of her own free will-

After all we've been to each other,

you would take her from me, would you?

For God's sake man, she's not a piece of property

for one man to take, or another to keep,

she has a will of her own, and a heart of her own,

and in the end she will decide,

but she may not chose either of us.

Hello John, come in.

Don't mean to disturb you, Squire.

Were you just off to London again?

No, I felt the need for change of air,

and a bit of solitude.

Oh, I was hoping it might be London, sir.

Why is that?

Well, sir, it's Ruby.

She's run away.

And I reckon it's the London that she's gone.

Ruby's gone you say?

Yes, sir.

She quarrelled with her grandfather.

He don't treat her very kindly, sir,

that's as much his fault as hers,

but he's sorry now, and he want her back.

And so do I.

I don't mean to hold you up, sir.

Well I'll do what I can when I'm next there.

But London's a big place, you know, John.

Aye, sir, I do know that.

But you'll do what you can, aye?

She might precious to me.

I'll do my best.

- I promise. - Thank you, sir.

You won't keep me out too late, will you Felix?

Mrs. Pipkin's awful strict.

Bother Mrs. Pipkin.

She knows there's someone, but I haven't said who.

I think she'd fall down in a faint

if she knew I was walking out with a Baronet.

Shh, not so loud, you know I pass very well

as one of the local ruffians.

Two glasses here, cocky.

Coming up, me Lord.

You know, when I've sold my shares on and profit

I'm gonna set you up in a little place of your own,

then we won't have to bother about Mrs. Pipkin.

And then a place of our own, you mean.

Mm, yes, of course.

Oh Felix, I do love you.

That's for you, and this is for me.

Another one, standing by, please.

My dear friend, Mr. Melmotte's daughter

and my Felix wish to marry.

Though Mr. Melmotte is reluctant to give his consent.

Do you think it would be a good match?

A very good one if they love each other.

But if the young people were to take

the affair into their own hands, so to speak.

If Felix were to run away with her, you mean?

- To elope. - Exactly.

Would Mr. Melmotte forgive his daughter,

and make them an allowance?

Well, yes, I believe he would.

I believe any father who loves his daughter would.

Oh, Mr. Broune, you have set my mind at rest.

I've been so worried about poor Felix.

Lady Carbury, I think you know that I should like

to set all your anxieties to rest.

We are not as young as we used to be.

Indeed we are not, Mr. Broune.

But I like think that we are not too old

to love.

Hello Broune.

At it again?

Felix, what are you doing in that extraordinary costume?

What this? All the rage.

Felix, I've been asking Mr. Broune's advice.

And he agrees, as I do, that it might be best

to take the bull by the horns.

Which bull is this, Mother?

To run away with Miss. Melmotte,

and obtain her father's consent after the marriage.

Oh, I don't know about that, Mother.

He cut up pretty rough when he warned me off,

thought he was gonna bite my head off.

Well, damn it, Broune,

if you also behind me, perhaps I'll go after it after all,

you know, and if Melmotte makes a fuss

I'll, I'll refer him to you, shall I?

No, no, no, no.

My advice was couched in very general terms.

And given to your mother in strict confidence.

All our hopes depend on you now, darling.

If you don't bring this off, we are ruined.

Grosvenor Square, July 2nd.

To Lady Julia Monogram.

Dearest Julia, I wonder that you have not called

to see me or invited me since I have been in London.

There is to be a small soiree here on Tuesday next.

I say small, but large enough so that you need not

speak to the Melmottes' if you should not wish to.

Dearest Julia, how I long to see you,

and all my real friends.

Yours as ever, Georgiana Longestaffe.

Lady Julia Monogram.

Julia, dear, you came.

I can't stop.

Sir Damask doesn't even know I'm here.

Who are all these dreadful people?

They aren't all dreadful.

Look, there's Lord Nidderdale.

I can't bear money grubbing.

Georgiana, you have to understand,

if you stick with these

Melmottes we can't know you.

Nobody can.

You'd much better to go back to the country.

Oh my God.

Who's that dreadful looking man leering at us over there?

He's not so bad as all that.

His name is Mr. Brehgert,

he's the head of a banking firm in the city.

Darling, he looks like a Jew.

Is that so very bad?

The prime minister is a Jew.

Yes, but one wouldn't have him in one's house.

Oh, he's coming over.

Georgiana, I do feel for you.

But if you will let yourself down like this

you can't expect not to be dropped.

Perhaps we'll see each other in the country.

Goodbye.

Would you excuse me?

Good evening Miss. Longestaffe.

Mr. Brehgert.

Might I ask who that lady was?

Her name is Lady Julia Monogram.

She was my oldest friend.

- And she's upset you. - Not at all.

No, I think she has, and that distresses me.

Would it help you at all to speak of it?

You are very kind.

But, thank you, no.

Would you excuse me?

Quickly.

Use the stairs, come, I'll show you.

I say, over here.

Oh, Felix, my love.

You took a deuce long time about it.

I had to go to Papa's horrible party

and talk to Lord Nidderdale.

Ah, poor you.

Good job I had this.

Give it to me!

What is your plan?

Sorry, I don't follow, what plan?

To run away, of course.

Oh, oh, Lord, well-

We think it will be best to sail

to New York from Liverpool.

Who's we?

Didon and I.

Didon has thought of everything.

She will come with me.

She will be my cousin.

I would go as a French girl, you can be an American,

should you like that.

We will call you Mr. Smith-

I say, that's clever. That's clever.

We must not travel together.

We'll board separately,

and the captain can marry us on board,

they can do that, you know, Didon says,

and then we would be together.

Never apart again.

Look here, Marie,

a thing like this is going to need some ready cash.

Now, should I get your Papa to cash in my shares?

The thing is, he might smell a rat.

Oh, money is nothing.

Papa keeps a great pile of checks in his book room,

made out to cash, a hundred pounds each,

I can take one of those.

I say, that's useful.

That's useful.

Might as well take two while you're there.

So it is settled.

We will go on Wednesday week.

Really? As soon as that, I hadn't actually thought-

But yes, we must.

Papa is saying I must marry Nidderdale in two weeks.

But look here, Marie,

what if you're wrong about the money,

your own money, that is,

and your governor doesn't come round,

where should we be then?

Nothing ventured, nothing have.

Yes, but we might venture everything

and end up with nothing, you know.

You'd have me.

Psst. Come quick.

Sir Felix, you must go now.

Good night, my love.

Marie!

Got Brehgert coming to see me this morning,

Miss. Longestaffe, his firm is brokering a loan for us,

asked if you would be at home.

He's taken a fancy to you, has Brehgert.

I should snaffle him up if I were you.

He's well stuffed, is Brehgert.

He'd see you all right.

Mr Melmotte, I wish you'd avoid such coarse expressions.

Oh, I do beg your pardon.

What should I tell him, Miss. Longestaffe?

Shall I set him home?

You may tell Mr. Brehgert that I am at home,

and at leisure.

What? What?

I want to go there.

Oh, Papa, can you show me where Mexican is,

and where the railroad will go?

Go on, get out of here.

I don't want girls and young women in here.

Go on! I got work to do.

Work to do!

All right, Papa.

Voilà!

Ruby, will you tell Miss. Pipkin we'll be home late.

Night ma'am, night Mr. Montague.

Winifred, I shall be away for some time,

but before I go-

No, don't say it.

Not tonight, not here with all these people around.

I sometimes think I should go mad in this filthy city.

Everything pressing in on one.

I long to see the sky, the sea,

take me with you, Paul.

You know I can't.

It's no place for a woman.

You forget I'm no ordinary woman.

Oh yes, Mrs. Hurtle, who once shot a man in Oregon.

That's how you were first pointed out to me.

I don't regret it.

I'd do it again if I had to.

If we have to say goodbye to each other,

can't it be in some clear, cold place?

With the sound of the sea in our ears.

We've been on such journeys, you and I,

one last little trip to the sea, the real sea.

And then will you release me from my promise?

Perhaps I shall.

Where shall we go?

How far away is Penzance?

Cromer is much nearer,

or Lowestoft,

Roger Carbury used to take me there as a boy.

That's a clear, cold place if you like.

Then Lowestoft it shall be.

I should like to see the place

where you were happy as a boy.

I won't ask you to stay, just to take me.

I can return by myself.

You couldn't refuse me that, could you.

Montague, you say?

Mr. Paul Montague?

Yes, I knew him at once.

I'd seen him at the square ever so many times,

I don't think he knew me, this ways, I hope not.

What the Devil was he doing in Islington?

Same as you.

Comes to see his own friend, Mrs. Hurtle,

the American lady.

Oh, you should see her, Felix, she's a stunner,

great big flashing eyes, and lots of money.

They're gonna be married, you know?

Are they?

Otherwise Mrs. Pipkin wouldn't let him upstairs.

Upstairs? He goes upstairs, does he?

Well I'm, damned, Paul Montague.

The thing is, what if he did know me,

and tells the Squire, and the Squire comes after me,

what am I to tell him?

Tell him to mind his own business.

Waiter, brandy and water, quick about it.

I don't think that'll quite do, Felix.

And what am I to say to Aunt as well,

I've said nothing all along, just to oblige you.

But I think you should have something to say to me.

Oh, I mean it.

Oh look, if you bother me, I shall cut it, you know.

- Cut it? - Yes. Cut it.

Why can't you wait until I'm ready to say something?

I can't wait much longer.

Where am I to go if Mrs. Pipkin turns me out?

Look, Ruby, I've told you,

I'll find a little place for you.

Now I've got to go on a trip to New York,

I'll be back in a month then we'll

see what's to be done, you know.

I wanna know whether you'll marry me or not.

Marry you?

No, I think not.

I know a train worth two of that.

Well you shan't see me ever again then.

Ruby, I meant not yet.

Ruby, oh damn. Blast it all.

Yes. This seems in order.

Mademoiselle-

Mademoiselle Racine.

This is my cousin, Madame de Duras.

Forgive me, Mademoiselle, do you have any identification?

Why should I need it?

The check is made out to bearer.

Yes of course, perhaps I should ask Mr. Melmotte

to confirm the check by telegraph.

It is rather a large sum.

Not to Mr. Melmotte.

And I think he would be very angry

to be bothered about so small a matter.

Of course.

Would Mademoiselle like the money in bank notes?

Notes of 10 pounds.

£250 in 10 notes.

Merci, Monsieur.

There you are.

Now, it is all arranged.

Didon has got our tickets.

We will leave on Wednesday for Liverpool.

You can catch a train at seven o'clock.

Right, seven o'clock.

Why aren't I coming with you?

It would be the act of a fool

to let ourselves be seen together before the boat sails.

Ah, right. That's just what I thought myself.

I have brought all my wedding clothes, Felix.

Oh have you? Jolly good.

They'll go ahead in my box,

but I shall keep all my jewels with me.

Now here's the money for your ticket.

And when we get to New York we can telegraph

and write to Papa, and of course he'll make the best of it.

Do you think he will?

He's a pretty savage old bird.

Yes, he will. He will have to.

Now, remember, the Liverpool train,

seven o'clock, on Wednesday.

Liverpool train, seven o'clock, Wednesday.

Don't be late.

Oh, Felix, you're going through with it.

Seeing as he was so set on it, Ma.

It's not fair to lay all the responsibility on me.

You and that fellow, Broune.

Don't worry about that, Felix Carbury is man enough

to take the consequences when it's an affair of honour.

I suppose the worst Melmotte can do is shoot me

through the heart.

Oh darling boy, don't say that.

Now what can you do for me about money, mother.

But I have none.

There's isn't £20 at the bank altogether.

Well, well they'd let you overdraw for 50 or 60.

Not any more, Felix.

I've done that once too often for you.

Well. Well.

That is a, that is a blue lookout, I must say,

when a fellow's own mother wouldn't help him out.

Nevermind, nevermind, I must try elsewhere.

I can let you have a check for 30.

I suppose that'll have to do.

Could you have my luggage sent over

to the Beargarden tomorrow?

I've got one or two affairs I want to settle there.

When do you leave?

In the evening.

Take care my darling.

All my heart and hopes go with you.

That's it, just over there will do.

They won't be in your way for long, Herr Vossner,

I shall be off this evening.

No trouble at all, Sir Felix.

Hello Felix, what's all this?

- Taking a trip? - That's it.

Matter of fact, not a word to anyone,

I'm running off with Marie Melmotte.

The deuce you are.

That's one in the eye for Nidderdale.

Keep it under your hat.

It's still a few hours before I leave.

Oh, are you coming to the card room?

Have a few hands before you go.

I don't really care to play for money, not today.

I've only just got enough for

my passage and expenses, you see?

Oh, come on.

Couple of hands won't hurt you, will they.

Well, all right then, but just for half an hour mind.

- Good man. - All right.

Perfect. I can breath here.

Here I feel really alive again.

Well thank you for bringing me, Paul.

I'm glad I did.

Are you, truly?

No, don't answer that.

Look at that funny man, striding along with his head down.

I don't believe he sees anything.

Might as well be walking along a city street.

- Oh God. - What?

For God's sake, what is it?

It's Roger Carbury.

Roger.

That lady, I take it, is Mrs. Hurtle.

Yes, yes, let me introduce you.

No.

I never thought you were without fault, Paul,

but I am surprised to discover that you're a liar,

and a scoundrel.

Good day.

Roger.

Please, Roger.

This is not what you think it is.

Well what is it then?

You tell me it's all over between you and that woman,

and a week later I find you here together.

It is all over.

I wrote to her asking her to release me.

She came to England.

She sent for me.

She begged me not to desert her in her loneliness.

What was I to do?

So you intend to marry her after all?

No, don't you understand?

I am trying to separate myself from her, honourably.

You go about it in a very strange way.

Bringing her to a seaside hotel as if she were a...

Has she no regard for her character?

Have you?

Or perhaps theses things don't matter anymore.

What do I know about the way people live now?

Roger, I can't simply abandon her

until she accepts that it is over between us.

And meanwhile you offer yourself as a lover

to a pure, innocent girl, like Hetta Carbury.

Have you told Hetta about this woman,

and your relations with her?

- No. - No I thought not.

Do you think she'll be happy to be dragged into this,

this mess that you have made for yourself?

You think so little of me?

Are you so proud of her own dealings with Hetta?

What do you mean by that?

You think of her, and speak of her, as a child, Roger.

All your intercourse with her has been as a grown man

with a child, and now you offer yourself to her as a lover.

How could you regard your advances to her

with anything but embarrassment and disgust?

That's what I mean.

I don't see how our friendship could survive this, Paul.