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Ojoy.

Oh.

The other thought.

There's the Mookie Duck love.

But that's the black swan.

That's what they call it here.

The Mookie Duck.

See?

Oh, oh, I see.

Oh, I see.

Oh, I see.

Thanks for giving me the lift.

There's no trouble at all, lass. Lots of lucky leads.

Excuse me. Yes, look.

I'm looking for a Miss Rosie.

Well, you found the love. What can I do for you?

Blackie O'Neill told me you could get a message to him.

Well, uh, he'll offer a prime reason.

Mr. Blackie is a rule. Uh, trouble is he's, uh, gone to Ireland.

After a look after the friend of the sale.

Mrs. Daniels, the lady from the black swan gave me a name.

Rosie from the B- um, Mookie Duck.

Oh, hi. She said you might be able to help me. I'm looking for a room.

Oh, I only take gentleman borders. Besides, I'm full.

Are you sure? It seems such a big house. You must have something.

Well, there's only the attic left, and I never rent sat. It's too small.

I only need a small room.

Just for a few weeks were my husband's away. He's in there all navy.

Uh, I could pay in advance.

Well, perhaps your best come in. We can't stand talking on the step.

Like I said, it's small.

Miss Sister, I'll hit before she went to London.

It will suit me very well. You'll have to clean it yourself.

You do know how to do our work. I'm sure I can learn.

Bye. Bye.

Thank you, my friend.

MMMAAAAool Mookiec

and thank you.

Yes I'm so glad, thank you but it will not.

Please we're going to the

Excuse me. I'm looking for a job. In a shop. I'm afraid there are no vacancies.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I wish I could tell, but we don't need anyone.

Thank you.

No! I'm having a game.

I'm going next.

I'm going next.

I'm going next.

I'm going to get this one.

Get off or I'll fetch the wall!

You need a taste of your own medicine.

Quickly, down here, officer.

Hey, come on.

Hey, come on.

Are you hurt?

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, young lady.

Thank you. You are very kind.

I can't find my glasses.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Ah, that's better.

So, where is the policeman?

That was brave of you. Thank you again. Thank you.

Well, made a good lord protect you and keep you all the days of your life.

Are you all right?

I'm all right. Don't worry. It's all right. It's all right.

That's a nasty cut.

It's just a shock. I'll be all right.

Do you live far? We can walk together.

Don't worry. I'll be all right. I promise you. It's all right.

I don't think you're well.

My name is Abraham Kalinsky.

May I have the honor to know yours?

Emma Hart.

Why will his boys throw in stones at me?

Because I am a Jew.

Oh?

You do not know what the Jew is, do you, Mrs. Halle?

Not exactly. Then I will explain.

People are always afraid of what they do not know or what they do not understand.

They are familiar, they're different.

And that fear turns to hate.

And before you know where you are, people become enemies instead of friends.

This is my hope. Please. Please, come on.

It's so kind and brave of you.

I must be going. Thank you for the tea.

You have to prepare food for your husband.

My husband is what I see.

So, they will not share our service dinner with us.

Oh, yes, it must.

I don't think...

Not me.

Good trouble. Good trouble, stop it.

Bye. This is Mrs. Hart.

She helped your father out of trouble today.

Victor, my baby, and David.

Hello.

How do you do?

Hello, David.

Hello, David.

Hello, dear.

I am the first to know you.

I am the first to know you.

Good trouble.

Good trouble.

Good trouble.

Oh, my baby.

I am the first to know you.

I am the first to know you.

Now be eat.

I don't want to sound rude.

But what were you doing in North Street, Mrs. Hart?

Have you lost your way?

I was looking for work.

Okay, I like you.

Looking for work in that terrible district.

Last week, I tried every clothing shop and leaves looking for a job.

So I thought I'd try the tailoring shops.

Abraham, you must do something for Mrs. Hart.

Please call me Emma.

You need look no further, my dear.

You can start with us on Monday morning, eight o'clock sharp.

And when you're ready to go home, Emma, David and Victor can feel safely to your door.

Of lightly beating your door.

Thank you.

Do not aguse, you Walter.

I'll talk for only six bucks into your door.

Thank you.

Don't open doors!

Seriously?

It's the worst thing you can do.

I'm the good one. Get out of here.

We must do something.

Why not, get out.

Come on.

We need a special call.

Come on, let go!

Look out your tree!

Hold still.

No!

Oh, God!

Put him down, Krabby.

Anybody in there?

No!

Give some water, Wilson.

Here's your bucket of water.

Up and up!

George, come here!

Here, help me.

Now pick him up.

Gently, his back's badly burned.

I'm careful now.

Take him into my office.

Gently.

George, give us a hand with a pump.

He's done for you. Come in, boy.

Go for it, you bookies!

Don't you mind?

Are you hurt?

I am, buddy.

Write the doctor.

Tell him Jack Hart's been badly burned.

Tell him to get hit quickly.

Put your hand there, shall we?

Hurry up with that pump!

Sam Hart.

Save my life.

The bell would have fallen off me if he hadn't thrown himself on top of me.

All right, Em, and I understand, but for God's sake, get the doctor now.

George, and pop!

Get out of here, Joe!

Keep moving, not water, boys!

Don't move, Russ!

Stop pumping!

Take it out, come on!

They're really so far out!

Mr. Bailey, stupid shit!

All right, everybody out!

See you'll be back!

I'll never grubble about rain again.

Bean sent from Evan.

Amen.

Amen.

I just don't understand how the fire started.

I reckon it could be arson.

Awesome.

But why for God's sake?

I've always been more than decent to the men.

Begging your parents, sir, but you want me to the mill most his past year?

What with all you're traveling?

Get to the point.

Well, I think it's because of Master Gerald.

He just doesn't know how to handle men.

You mean he's been pulling them?

How is he?

He's not good.

He's suffering from shock, of course, and bad burns on the back and legs.

I must move him to the hospital as soon as possible.

The important thing is to keep the tension even if it pulls too tight you have ruined the button road.

Too loose and it will soon look a mess and begin to play.

So, try a few for yourself on a bit of rough ground.

You know, sir, how is Emma getting on?

She'll soon pick it up.

Of course she will. She's got a head on her that one.

Dear Dad, I'm doing well. I've got a job as a lady's maid.

But the family travels a lot, so I can't give you an address.

Give my love to young Frank and Winston when you're acting.

I'm sending you a pound to help out. You're loving Emma.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

That's the way with the wrong kind, so I have to take over.

You may as well learn how to cut sleeps.

Unless, of course, you'd rather go on doing buttonholes.

Of course I want to learn.

First you marked out.

You have a gentleman, Cola. Is in the parlor.

Blucky!

I'll be selling and helping.

No!

Now listen, what's all this you're not ego? What are you doing in Leeds?

I had to leave fairly because I'm going to have a baby.

What? A baby?

The boy, the father, role. He'll let me down.

Thank God.

I thrashed a living day later on whoever he is.

Christ! He's money he... if I have to beat him into a pub.

I'm afraid he can't. He's run away to the Navy. Just like my brother.

I can't tell his dad.

I certainly couldn't tell mine. He couldn't stand the shame.

I thought you were going to show me the big city.

I... I... so am. So am.

Well, it's a devilish elegance you're looking to make. Miss Hout.

Mrs. Wainwright gave me some of her old things.

It's you know, I'm sure they'll ever go for making them look like you.

Come on, sir. It's close, please. Thank you.

The main thing is I don't want my father to worry.

That's the reason I made up the story about having a job as a lady's maid.

And what do you really don't? I'm in the tailoring trade.

You know. I'm already a cutter and I'm learning how to put a suit together.

This mass production is a wonderful thing, Blackie.

It means that decent clothes can be made cheap enough for ordinary working folk to pay for.

To see. I do. I do. 24-25, please.

Come on.

Big skews us, please. Thank you.

Thank you.

No. Hey, Doc, sit down there.

Nanny.

You were right about Leeds, Blackie. I'm going to do well here.

And what'll you do when the baby comes?

I'll think about that when it's time to. For the present I have to work.

Please don't worry. There's always a solution to everything.

I have a solution.

Maddy me.

Maddy me, then you and the baby will be safe and secure.

Emma.

Oh, Blackie.

What a wonderful thing to say.

Thank you. But I couldn't do it.

I wouldn't be fair to you. My wife and other man's child.

Listen.

Honestly. You would make me very, very happy.

You've got your plans. You're going to be a millionaire.

I couldn't do it to you, Blackie.

You'd be better off with me.

And what would you be? Would you be better off? No, you wouldn't.

Oh, I'm...

I'm on it. You asked me to.

You've been a good friend.

I'm not sure.

Stay near if you need me.

What do you hear from that husband of yours?

Not much. He's no letter writer.

Shouldn't be on her own.

I'm not exactly on my own, am I?

So when are we going to have a wedding in the family, David?

With all the hours I work, what time do I have for meeting girls?

I'll introduce you.

No, thank you.

I go and look at the baked apples.

So, David, you think we can make our delivery for next week?

Of course. Of course. There's no of course.

There's already one machine.

There's something that puzzles me.

Whenever I bring a present for you, a cake, pie, something I've made,

you're more than... never serves it at table.

Am I doing something wrong?

I'm not going to serve you as a friend.

That means she observes the religious laws.

You know, I can sew in my sleep.

The food you cook is not kosher.

You make yourself feel on account of that.

Can't eat it.

But to use only the best ingredients?

What are you talking about?

I'm explaining cash-root.

Don't try to make sense of it, Emma.

Biblical laws laid down for life in the desert.

What has that to do with leads? In 1907, you might well ask.

We live by the Lord, David.

That's how our people survived.

It's the Jewish way of life, Emma.

Eat the cousin, Ray.

Do you? Do you live by the law?

Yes, sir. I suppose so.

But not David.

No, him too. Don't be fooled.

But you want him to break his mother's heart.

I'm saying you can't go under this.

You set yourself the stairs at whom it's for you.

I still have to work.

Does it have to be an hour's walk away?

No. If he was to move in with Laura, everything was...

Who is this, Laura?

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm sure.

I'm sure.

I'm sure.

I'm sure.

I'm sure.

That's how I always have to move in with Laura.

Who is this, Laura?

Emma, I told you.

A friend of the family.

Well, what should you do?

I mean, why should you want to have a stranger staying in her house?

You're a friend of mine.

She's a friend of mine.

You would not be a stranger.

Anyway. I don't suppose I can afford her.

But just don't pick up your mind in advance.

That's all I'm asking.

And this is why we get off.

Mind your step.

And I sure amelie's a grand little spot.

Thank you.

There's a park with a brass band that plays on somebody's.

There's work going at Thompson's Mill.

Sure, there's even a hospital for you.

There are shops.

I thought you said Amelie was a village.

Well, so it is.

But there's some fine houses around.

Me and the Ores and the Lake.

Gentry.

Hello, Blackie.

Laura.

This is Emma.

Hello, Emma.

Hello.

Oh, Mrs. Weston was a bit worse, so I stayed longer.

I shall make us a big part of tea.

I think it's a great thing.

I'm not sure.

I'm sure it's a great thing.

I'm sure it's a great thing.

Oh, Mrs. Weston was a bit worse, so I stayed longer.

I shall make us a big part of tea.

I think you should tell the farm and you must stop work.

No, the baby's not due for another two months.

I can't afford to stop.

Well, you needn't worry about the rent.

I can manage.

Laura, you don't even charge me enough now.

It's not that.

I have to save for the future.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not time for a tea break yet, lass.

Nobody's time for the hospital.

Couldn't you hold on till six?

One, two, three, four, four, three.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Weston.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Weston.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not time for a tea break yet, lass.

Nobody's time for the hospital.

One, two, three, four, four.

I don't need your bed now.

You're a dead child, aren't you?

Oh.

Oh, no.

It's dead time.

It's into the living.

Come on.

Oh, we're gone.

There you are.

There, my pretty.

I won't let anything happen to you.

I won't.

You will have the best, eh?

I promise you that.

I'll sleep now.

Hello, hello, hello.

What's that?

It's a...

Lucky. I didn't expect you.

Hey, Jeremy, darling.

Mm.

And wait till you see what I got for a tea break.

Ah, sure.

I couldn't resist it.

Look at that.

You mustn't spend all your money on presents.

Ah, sure. Me and my own compactor

don't look better than ever.

Success is in the air.

Hello, Madhayla.

And I'd better look at the Doncaster races.

Yes, I had.

You should be saving your money.

If you're ever going to build that grand house.

Oh, don't you worry about that, I'll do it one day.

Let's see if it out.

So, where's my money?

Oh, she's helping her to church jumble sale.

Lucky.

What?

I'm a bit concerned about the baby not being christened.

Well, honest to God.

I thought you said you were a nathiest.

So I am, but she might mind one day.

Well, do it then.

I can't.

The vicar would want to see a birth certificate.

And it's his straight way that she's illegitimate.

Well, if you feel that strong about it,

we'll have our own christening right here.

Would it be proper?

A real christening?

Certainly, of course it would.

I'm not going to church, but I'm a believer.

God lives within office.

I don't think he'd be very angry at me

taking matters into me own hand, so to speak.

Yes.

No.

And what we think in a call in the little miss?

Edwina.

Edwina, well, that's an elegant name.

Edwina.

Do you think they got it from one of those colored

illustrated magazines in his own?

They like it.

Do you like it?

Do you?

Emma, have you registered the birth of the baby?

You're going to have to.

You know that?

I know.

What were you thinking of putting down?

Father unknown.

Well, yes.

I thought so.

Well, in that case, you better put down my name.

But Blackie.

No, a name such as it is, is better than Father unknown.

But Blackie.

Ch-ch-ch-ch.

You're always disagreeing with me.

How many times have I heard you saying what Blackie?

No, then.

What about this christening, eh?

And what do you do with the baby when you go back to work?

I'm taking that to my cutting freda in Ripon.

She'll protect me.

And I'm under save.

And what's someone left feed?

With some savings?

I'll bring her back to live with me.

After do it, I know her the choice.

I know that, Emma.

This cousin of yours, which she tells your father about Edwina.

Not a basket, not to.

Beautiful.

But you're not a friend.

You're a standee.

I've got to take Edwina to my cousin's.

Emma and the baby.

Hello, Emma. What a beautiful baby you've got.

Her name's Edwina.

Edwina, she's a beautiful baby.

Hello, David.

Is this beautiful?

Should you let you chill in?

Mmm. Not beautiful.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Emma.

Emma.

God's sake, it's me, Winston.

You used to be too skinny.

I see you filled out now.

You look pretty good, too.

Quietly, lady.

Where the hell have you been all these months?

How could you run off like that?

You did the same thing.

That were different. I'm a man.

You were needed at home.

Emma, I need to tell you something.

You're late again, Winston. I've kept your dinner warm.

But it looks a bit funny.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Don't cry, Frank, love it.

Here.

Safe and well.

Here.

I got presents for you.

I thought you'd never come back.

Never ever again.

Don't be silly. I'll always come back.

Now, let me take my coat off.

That's for you.

That's for our dad.

Where is he?

Where is he?

What's wrong? Where's our dad?

Emma, Dad's with our mum.

He's, er, he's dead.

He's not my dad.

I-I would've known it, son.

No.

No, no, no.

I should've known her.

Why didn't you tell me?

I tried.

What? When did it happen?

Last August.

We were just a few days after you left.

I'll make you cup of tea, Emma.

How did it happen?

There was a fire in the warehouse.

Dad got burned, badly burned,

and he got all his smoke in his lungs.

What?

A master-edwin could've been killed. There was a bail of burning well,

and Dad threw himself in the way. He saved a master-edwin's life.

My father saved Edwin Falle's life.

We sacrificed himself for one of them.

Anyone would've done the same.

Would they?

Would Squire Falle?

A master Gerald?

A master-edwin?

They wouldn't risk a finger to save another man's life.

Oh, God!

I'll make it up to both of you.

I promise.

Done the fearless.

Done the lot of them.

May they rot in hell.

Well, it's best if Frank stays on here for the present.

I like getting good training in the middle office.

When you're 15, we can find you something on one of the newspapers and liens.

And she can go to night school.

Frank's got a brain and a talent for words.

It's a gift it mustn't be wasted.

He's got to be given a chance.

I'll be sending you some books.

Prediction, right?

And some really good books that you can study.

Thanks.

And Winston can send you some shillings to keep you in writing materials.

Even if it does mean you have to give up your pint every now and then.

We've got to look after each other.

There's no one else to do it.

David!

How's the baby?

Oh, she's fine.

I heard from Rita just yesterday.

I haven't seen you for so long.

I know.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm really beginning to build up the business.

And then you work ten hours a day at the mill, six days a week, isn't that enough?

No.

Look, I admire your energy.

I also work hard.

But you've got to take a little better care of yourself.

You're not a machine.

Work hard, certainly. That's in moderation.

Moderation is a vastly overrated virtue, especially when work is concerned.

I thought we might get some supper together.

I like that.

But I can't take long. I've got to dress up.

Don't tell me. You've got work to do.

Oh, Emma.

I have to finish this by the weekend.

Do you know it's past midnight?

I won't belong.

Thank you, Mrs. Halle.

I'm glad you're happy with your dress.

Yes, I am.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

The cooler's just right for you.

Thank you.

Yes, Miss? Can I help you?

No, thank you. I'm looking for the landlord.

Where can I find him?

You're looking at him. I'm Joel over.

Oh, you seem a bit young to own property.

I see this shop is to let.

Who's interested? Your mother?

I'm interested.

Are you a bit young to be renting shops?

I have some experience in the city.

I have some experience of retailing and I do dressmaking and catering here in Armley.

I have a number of customers in the best houses. I want to shop.

No, I'm sorry. I can't rent it to you.

Why not?

The next time it's got to be somebody with plenty of experience.

I've been let down too often.

I can pay in advance. Three months.

No, I'm sorry.

I don't do business on a Sunday either.

There's a first time for everything, Mr. Nova.

I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself.

My name is Emma Hart.

Oh, David, I'm sorry.

We've had tea.

I really meant to be back earlier.

But work got in your way.

Laura, me darling, you had to visit someone, didn't you?

Oh, yes.

You look worn out, girl.

He's right. You look exhausted. Do you want to kill yourself with work?

No, work never killed anybody. David, please don't be cross.

I've such news. I've rented a shop.

Congratulations.

My first shop.

I'd hoped you'd come into partnership with me.

By next year, I'll be starting my own factory.

Good. I'll design the clothes for you.

Coats, dresses, everything. I've lots of ideas.

You're shopping something else. David, please be happy for me.

I feel good here.

You probably haven't eaten all day.

You sound just like your mother.

In that case, why don't I make you subtee?

In that case, why don't I make you subtee?

Are those scums homemade?

Hello, David. Where's Emily?

Oh, David, I'm sorry. She has to finish her costume for one of her ladies.

But you're going back with us for Tino. She'll be finished by then.

I should have known.

Sit down.

I don't understand it. Blackie.

What is it that drives Emma so hard?

Adriut. Pure and simple.

Oh, Blackie. Surely not.

Hate, Thred. Emma, who does she hate?

I didn't mean anyone specific.

Well, you could say it's hatred for the circumstances in her life.

Hatred against property. That's what drives Emma.

A terrible need for money.

Well, we all want money, but we don't devote our whole lives to it.

But you and me, David, I mean we want money to buy ourselves a better life.

Fewer the beautiful things, a bit of security, you know.

And Emma, what does she want money for then?

As a weapon.

Oh, this is nonsense. A weapon against whom?

She wants to build a fortress of safety for herself and her baby.

It's a rich woman Emma Hout is aiming to be.

Oh, my God. She's got a force like a hundred horses inside her.

Thank you, Joe.

Second shops a lot to take on, Mrs. Hart.

Come on, he misses Menton.

You've let the shop then to her, I suppose.

Hi, to Mrs. Hart. She's going to turn it into an abadash's.

I've not got all day to stand gossiping.

Hello, Joe.

You're working a bit late, aren't you?

Well, it was such a busy day and I have to get set up for the morning.

You do best to stop another bite of supper.

Oh, I can't be bothered with supper yet. Work comes first.

All right.

Good heavens, Mrs. Menton.

Don't you, Mrs. Menton, meet your whole other.

It's a crime, a bloody crime.

I knew it all along, man.

Ever since she moved in, there I am,

clunk in the middle between her food and her abadashery.

And I said, she's aiming to squeeze me out.

And I'm all right, won't I?

Mrs. Menton, calm down. I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

I'm talking about Emma Hart. That's what.

A raffty bitch.

Buying direct from manufacturers. Slushing her prices. It's not right.

Mrs. Menton, Mrs. Hart is simply running her shops in a business-like manner.

Business-like? Sharp practice, I'd call it.

Would you? I'd call it value for money.

Look, look here.

There. Look at that pie. Here.

She's Arts Pickles. She's Arts Flan. That's why she's a success.

She provides quality.

I'd expect you to defend her.

Stands to reason you'd watch out for your fancy woman.

And don't look so surprised.

We all know what's going on between the two of you.

You fancy woman, that's what she is.

There is nothing between Mrs. Hart and myself apart from her business relation.

You better watch your tone, Mrs. Menton. I should be getting a rip for Santa.

Well, she won't have the satisfaction of squeezing me out.

Because I am leaving on my own account.

And you can take your bloody rent book and shove it.

Oh, Emma.

How does it feel?

Safe.

I'm beginning to feel safe.

Hart Kalinsky Factory. Looks good, eh?

And it'll take about five ton of concrete round there.

Now, it's not going to cost too much.

I mean, the basic structure is very sound and I can work within it.

It's excellent, Maggie.

By the way, you know Joel Lautner's coming in, investing a bit of his money in the factory.

No. Emma, talk to me into it, will you?

Anyway, get started as fast as it can.

I really will.

By the way, David, I suppose you haven't heard about that husband of Emma's.

He's not come home.

He's passed away.

What? He's dead when?

Well, they informed Emma a couple of days ago.

I inherited from Laura.

A typhoid fever in some foreign land, so it seems.

I don't imagine she'll be going into mourning for them.

Boss shops always love you warm. Thank you.

Well, there's my list. I think it's complete.

Unless there's something you can think of.

That seems fine.

Unless you might want some extra mint spies.

I can't promise there'll be much left by the end of the week.

Oh, well, increase the order, then.

I don't want the Mrs. Upset.

I come. This looks real fancy.

Those look good.

Which is a bit too fancy for our part of the world.

Do you think so, Mrs. Darkson?

I've always found the gentry partial to special delicacies.

The cook at the tower has asked me to save the two of everything for next week.

Of course. It is a little expensive.

Oh, my Mrs. Upset doesn't worry about a bit of expense.

I'll take three of each.

And while you're about it, you can add some of that imported ham.

And four jars of your chutney.

Best be prepared.

Oh, yes.

Well, I'll see to all of that personally for you, Mrs. Darkson.

That's ever so kind. Good night, then.

Good night, Mrs. Darkson.

You could sell ice to Eskimo, Zema.

I've never seen anything like it.

You must have doubled that poor woman's order.

Triple that.

Mrs. Farts, good night.

Good night, girls.

I heard the news.

I had your husband.

Blackie told you.

Must have been a shocker, hearing.

You know, he's been away so long.

I began to feel he didn't exist at all.

David, David, we have to stop this.

It's not right.

Why not? I love you.

You have to look ahead.

I look ahead. I see us getting married.

Married.

Oh, why not? I couldn't ask you before, but your circumstances...

David.

I can't marry you.

Why not? Your husband is dead. You're free.

I love you.

More than anyone or anything on this earth.

I want to protect you.

Cherish you.

Is there someone else?

Is it Joe Lau, though?

No, of course not.

David, I cannot marry you because you're my husband.

I cannot marry you because your mother would not accept you marrying out of the faith.

She expects you to marry a Jewish girl, bring up Jewish children.

Oh, with all that, I don't care what my mother wants.

I want you for my wife. That's all that counts.

I think these things don't matter.

But one day, your parents and our children would pull us apart.

I know.

Please try to understand.

You love me, don't you?

Yes.

Then marry me.

No, David, I won't.

Is that your last word?

Yes.

What are you going to do, Bob?

Get to the room, Bob.

There will be a shame to be disturbed.

What do you want?

I just wanted to have a few words.

Mrs. Hart.

I have nothing to say to you or any of the family.

Very nice.

Where to keep the child?

What child?

My brother's child.

How did you find me?

We bought Thompson's mill last week.

Discovered your name on an old employee book.

Where's my brother's bastard?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, Emma.

I know you had Edwin's child.

But Waze time denying it.

You have the one wasting time.

And would you please leave?

A little fool wanted to come and see you himself.

See if you were all right.

And I couldn't permit that.

You haven't changed.

You always were, bully.

Now get out.

Look here.

I've come to discuss business.

Edwin is about to become engaged to a suitable lady.

That has nothing to do with me.

Quite.

But you could use the child to blackmail him later.

It's common practice among certain girls.

And we can't afford a scandal in the family family.

Hey?

So where is the creature?

If you only have finger on me, Gerald Fally, you'll regret it.

Brave words.

There's not smell of a kitchen table now.

How about a song with what you gave your name for?

Women like you are usually ready for it any time.

Not all day.

Hey?

Missy's heart.

I'll kill you through.

I'll kill you through.

You're gonna die.

You should be asleep.

I should be back, Emma.

Well, no, you shouldn't be in her own.

You need a man around.

We'll all have to watch out for you then, won't we?

Quite a little tiger.

I want you to know something.

I mean to ruin you.

All of you.

The whole family family.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I love you. The whole family family.

I swear.

Joe?

Joe?

Is anything wrong?

No, um, yes.

Can I come in?

Yes, Joe.

Yes. Can I come in?

I don't.

You don't look well.

I've been up after night.

You are ill.

I've been thinking.

It's no good.

I can't dress it up in fancy words.

I love you, Emma.

Will you marry me?

I could look after you.

You need someone.

A woman shouldn't be on her own.

I could protect you.

Do you, Emma Hart, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

And smile?

Emma, Laura, it's the bride and the maid of honor.

Oh, well, Laura, when are you and Black are going to name the day?

How did you know?

I didn't.

You mean I just had a whispered proposal in church.

Oh!

Oh!

I'll make your wedding dress.

It'll be the most beautiful dress you've ever imagined in your life.

Oh!

Will you, please?

Bedtime?

I need a hug.

Mmm! Mmm! Big boy.

Sleep well, darling.

How are you, Miss?

All right, Mommy.

Good.

Good, it's arrived.

Good morning, Emma.

Good morning.

I got the mill to weave exactly the shades you used in the design.

I've decided to buy Gregson's warehouse.

Is that wise?

There's lots of storage space.

I can buy merchandise in bulk and store it.

But I heard their stock is rubbish.

Yes.

Perfect for offering cheap to shops looking for sale bargains.

They have an excellent distribution system and they...

...distribute to people all over the country.

So you could wholesale to Scotland and London.

And keep some lines exclusive locally.

Moutletoff. It makes sense.

Now I'm willing to give you the equivalent of ten years rent for each shop.

Plus an extra thousand pounds.

It's a very good profit, you know.

But the shop's yours anyway.

No, I only rent them.

You know my wife for God's sake. I don't want to make a profit from you.

I want to be fair.

Oh, I'll give you the shops.

No, I want to buy them.

That way I'll know they're really mine.

Where's his five thousand pound coming from anyway?

I'll mortgage the warehouse.

Sounds deaf to me.

But if it means so much, do you?

Oh, Joe.

Emma.

Joe, not now.

Emma, don't be distant.

Emma?

I love you, Emma.

Emma.

I love you, Emma.

Emma.

No, Emma.

No, Emma. No, we can't buy this place.

I'm not putting any of my money into it.

That's right.

I am going to buy the department store with my money.

No, money.

Oh, hi. Where from?

I'm a sale of my three shops.

You sell my shops.

My shops, Joe.

I sold them for a total of 20,000 pounds.

You paid me five thousand for a number a year ago.

They can't be worth 20.

You were selling just the buildings.

I sold three flourishing shops with large stocks of quality merchandise

and a good will.

They're worth every penny.

Is there anything you really care about apart from money?

Don't be silly.

No, I mean it.

I love Ed Wiener and Kit.

I love Laura and Blackie and David and my brothers and you, of course.

Oh, hi. Of course.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Thank you, madam.

Is it for yourself?

It's a present.

Oh, then please allow us to wrap it for here.

Thank you, madam.

Well, this is something new.

Do you like these delivered, madam?

Oh, I'd better take it with me.

We deliver daily?

Oh, in that case.

Come on, ma'am, ma'am.

It's such a success.

It's what you always wanted.

It's the beginning.

You should not be tiring yourself out like this.

It's still weak.

I couldn't miss all the fun.

I'm going to take you home.

Excuse me.

All this noise in the jar, so.

There's lots of women having these carriages, Emma.

I can manage very well.

You are not to desert the store on opening day.

I don't want Flakie worried when you see him.

Tell him you think I'm looking better.

That won't stop him worrying.

He watches over you like a mother hen, and so does Joe over you.

Yes, I'm afraid he does.

No, that's not fair.

He's a good man.

I'm the difficult one.

You're not happy, Emma.

Oh, I have moments of happiness.

Perhaps that's the way it has to be.

Happiness can be a lasting thing.

I sometimes wonder why you married Joe.

I'm very fond of him.

I needed the safety.

All in a minute, Harry.

Frank!

What are you doing here?

Oh, it's on my way over to see you.

My sister's opening day in minutes of visit, don't you think?

All the way from London.

Ah, well, in fact, I have a little news.

I've had a letter from those publishers.

They like your novel?

They do.

They want to publish it?

They do.

Oh, Frank!

They're wonderful.

It's what you always wanted.

It's all due to you.

You wrote the book.

I am putting it in a drawer.

You showed it to the right people.

I kept staring at the letter.

I couldn't believe it, but I never really

thought anyone would take the manuscript.

I did.

I'm afraid not.

I'll look at the shop and then back to Fleet Street.

Everyone's on edge, sitting, waiting.

The international news is not too good.

Frank, there won't be war, will there?

Nothing's ever certain, but, well, I'm glad we've got the name.

Talkie, of which have you heard from Winston?

Yes, yes.

He's doing very well.

There's word of another promotion.

I wish you'd read to him.

Not again.

So silly.

He just couldn't face up to the presence of an illegitimate baby.

You were able to understand?

But, when's never read any books, you see?

So it all came as a terrible shock if he'd read a few novels.

He might have learned a little more about life.

You and David and Joe, all of you were able to accept.

Why not, Winston?

We love you, dearest.

Winston's always worshiped you.

Good morning, sir.

Oh, good morning.

Yeah, I'll show you something.

No, I don't think so.

This is Mrs. Hart's own personal fragrance.

Mrs. Hart, this better.

Have you got a moment?

Yes, of course I have.

It's the braid for tying the gifts.

It keeps fraying.

What?

Better sort it out than I remember.

Do you know the fragrance?

What?

Oh, um, yes, in a way.

I'll take a bottle.

I'll have to just again.

Yes.

Yes, whatever.

Well, I'll have to go back.

It's on the second floor.

I'm a wagingset.

Wagingset.

Wagingset.

Now.

Good.

Joe, as I told you, everything about.

Thinking about it, it's all I seem to do these days.

Hello?

Frank, what's wrong?

It's so late.

What?

I see.

But why I don't...

Yes, but why does it have to be you?

Yes, I know.

Goodbye, love.

I'll be back.

Britain has declared war on Germany.

Frankie's going as a correspondent.

They won't take him in the army, of course, with his weak chest.

But he says someone has to report the war.

Joe.

Don't come out in the cold, Olivia.

Good night, my dear.

Good night.

Good night, Jane.

It was good of you to come over.

Good night, Olivia.

There's no need to come out, Father.

Good night.

Thank God they're only asking for single men.

It won't be voluntary.

Do you think they're happy, Adam?

Why do you ask?

They don't seem like a couple to me.

Sometimes I see the most awful, empty look in Edwin's eyes.

Yes, he's changed.

All he seems to think about is the law.

But he hasn't been a child.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Gentlemen, we now come to the sale of Layton's mill.

Machinery and court work matter.

I hope not.

There are big people here.

Real money. You can't bid against them.

They can't stop me, can they?

They'll never let a woman buy a mill.

Now, gentlemen.

And, lady, what do I hear as a starting bid?

$10,000.

Gentlemen, come on. $10,000.

Why, the stock itself is worth almost that much.

Now, let's be realistic.

Now, do I hear... 20?

15?

$15,000?

Well, do I hear 12?

Thank you, sir. 12,000, I am bid.

Now, do I hear 13?

13?

Thank you, sir. 13,000, I am bid.

Any advance on 13?

Thank you, sir. 14,000, I am bid.

Going for 14,000, do I hear it?

Is that a bid, madam?

Thank you, madam. 15,000, I am bid.

15,000, any advance on 15,000?

16? 16,000, I am bid.

16,000, thank you, Mr. Fairley.

16,000, I am bid.

It's worth double left.

I'm fine, Mill, owned and run by Mr. Layton for the past 40 years.

Now, the bidding is with Mr. Fairley at 16,000.

Do I hear?

20?

Oh, my God.

Emma, you haven't got 20,000 pounds.

What are you doing?

We have a bit of 20,000 pounds from Mrs. Emma Hart.

Emma, freehold, sound condition?

Machinery, all made in Birmingham.

The bidding is with Mrs. Hart at 20,000 pounds.

25,000.

Mrs. Moston Wise, Joe.

We have a bit of 25,000 from Mr. Fairley.

Now, do we have any improvement on that?

Any improvement on 25,000?

30?

We can't let him go without this.

Clearly, the famine and I can detect a good purchase.

Thank you, madam.

30,000.

Emma, if you want to ruin yourself, the milk cannot be worth this.

And where's the money?

Any advance on 30,000?

The bid is with Mrs. Hart.

Any advance on 30,000?

Very well then.

30,000 once.

I'm a bitches bitch.

30,000 twice.

35.

That'll knock her out.

35,000.

Thank you, sir.

Thank God for that.

I thought you might be stuck with it.

Now, lady and gentlemen,

General, this is sheer recklessness.

The bank rate went up to 8% this morning,

but the devil do you think you're doing?

I'm keeping that skippy where she belongs.

She is not a threat, Gerald.

No.

I'm making sure of that.

35,000 once.

35,000 twice.

40,000.

40,000.

40,000 pounds.

Any advance on 40,000?

40,000 once.

40,000 twice.

So to miss this heart for 40,000 pounds.

Good.

A little ruiler.

Thank you, Gladys.

Customer accounts overdue.

On my calculation, there is almost 40,000 pounds outstanding.

I want you to start getting in that money today, Vince.

Yes, Mrs. Hunt.

Not letters.

Use the telephone.

Let them know that I intend to start charging in

interest on outstanding amounts after Monday.

8%.

They may stop buying from us.

Let them.

There's a war on.

Magendice will be in short supply.

Report to me on Monday.

Yes, Mrs. Hunt.

Mr. Ainsley, ma'am.

Show him in, please, Gladys.

Good morning, Mrs. Hunt.

You're looking splendid, as always.

I was expecting your father.

I'm afraid he came down with the chill last night.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure I can handle any problem.

There is no problem.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can handle any problem.

There is no problem.

I have bought Leiden's mill.

Please take care of the legal details.

£40,000.

Is this the right time to take to risk?

I'm not taking any risk.

They have a huge stock of raw wool.

I intend to produce cloth for the armed forces.

Uniforms, Mr. Ainsley.

With those contracts, I can have that million profit overnight.

You seem to have thought of everything.

Yes.

Well.

Uh...

May I invite you to luncheon, Mrs. Hart?

I'd be most honored.

I'm very kind.

Unfortunately, I have another luncheon appointment.

I'll go by then, Mrs. Hart.

Joe, what a lovely surprise.

What's out there Ainsley doing here?

He's our solicitor.

His father's our solicitor.

I don't like that chap.

Oh, he's pleasant and able enough.

Charming, you mean?

To you, any rate?

That chap's a...

a womanizer.

Surely his private life is his own affair.

I don't like him.

He's too bloody sure of his own fatal charms, if you ask me.

I've never noticed him, to be honest.

What was the word you had to do with it on a Saturday morning, anyway?

Leiden's mill?

I hope you don't bite enough more than you can chew.

I don't think so.

How are you going to run the place?

By getting good men.

The best.

A manager, three foremen and twenty weavers.

From Thompson's mill.

No, that never leave Thompson's.

They've been there, don't kiss years.

Things have got progressively worse since it changed hands.

And when I've taken their best staff away, that mill will be crippled.

Poor devils.

Who are the owners, anyway?

The fairies.

It wasn't very quiet this evening, have we?

Nothing wrong, is there?

No, everything's fine.

Oh, I, uh...

I wanted to tell you.

I'm sorry.

Why couldn't you have waited a little?

I know the country's in grave danger, Edwin.

It's too late, Father.

The truth is, I joined up this afternoon in Leeds.

After a port on Monday.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, sir.

Why couldn't you have waited a little?

I know, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, sir. Why couldn't you have waited a little?

I suppose if I were your age, I would do the same.

You're so young.

So are all the others who are going.

They are not all married men.

I don't think it's fair to Jay.

No, it isn't.

I've treated Jane very badly.

Oh, I don't mean I've been brutal.

Or even unkind, that at least would have been a sign of strong feeling

of some kind.

There's something I've wanted to tell you about for years.

My courage.

My courage always failed me.

I'm not a very courageous person, it seems.

Volunteering for service at the front is hardly the act of a coward.

There are different kinds of cowardice.

I just didn't want to leave without telling you.

I'm listening.

It's, uh, about Emma Hart.

You remember she left very suddenly.

She left with a baby.

That's it.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

Get out!

Another 3,000 uniforms.

Emma!

Ha ha ha ha!

Future like I'm here.

Such a long time since we saw you.

I know.

Well, it does seem to take up all my time these days.

Yes, well, with all the boys at the front,

those of us who are left have to do what we can.

Perhaps you're doing too much.

Well, I am a little tired, Emma, but, uh, what can you do?

What do you think of my proposal?

It makes sense.

Dad, we want to talk to you about merging your business with ours.

Yes, you'd be a director of the parent company,

with a full director's salary,

and share all the profits with us.

It would give you a chance to take things a little easier.

Come, let's talk about it in the office.

Hello, Joe.

Hello, Merle.

I promised Ed Vino I'd help her trim the tree.

Oh, I had forgotten.

I haven't met you with David and his father today.

I must tell you what's been suggested.

What do you mean, decided?

What?

Oh, that's what you usually do, isn't it?

Tell me what's been decided.

Joe, you are a partner.

Look, it's almost Christmas. Let's not argue.

Arg you? Who's arguing?

A car out in the mouth of this house.

Oh, that's so...

Daddy!

Hello, sweetheart.

You're waiting for you.

There you go.

There's a good girl.

I've unpacked all the ornaments, Ed Vino.

I've been waiting for you so we can start.

Thank you.

Daddy, will you help me trim the tree, please?

Ah, you're all right.

Then come on, you can help me.

There you go.

Now, look at all these pretty things.

What have we got here?

That's a pretty one, isn't it?

Where shall I put this down?

Where do you think it should hang, Daddy?

Well, I'm not an expert about these things.

How about here?

There's the bell, please, mother.

You put the bell on the tree anywhere you want.

All right, well, let's put it there, shall we?

Here we go.

Now then, what about that nice blue one?

That's the blue one.

It's just the same color as your eyes, isn't it?

Why should we put this one?

There.

Oh, there.

The yellow one, or I don't have the other one as well?

Now this one?

Yes.

Now, this one?

Here, this is the blue one.

Oh, I don't want to have the other one as well.

Not this one?

That doesn't fit there.

It fits.

Oh, it's here.

No, I don't think this is what it says.

There, I don't think this is what it says.

That's what?

I'm going to have a drink.

I've got it.

I'm going to make yourself warm.

Merry Christmas.

Hey.

Hi.

Mr. Lother, how are you?

All right, Sheriff.

Good morning, sir.

You sit here.

Hello, you lady.

Merry Christmas to you.

Merry Christmas, Blackie.

How are you?

It's my boy, eh?

Hello, Blackie.

Have you got a present for me?

Kid.

Now, I have to bed you two.

Come on.

Now he's waiting.

Now, listen.

I have something for the pair of you.

You'll find it in the hall.

Come on.

Oh, Blackie, you're so excited.

Will you take me up, Daddy?

The stairs are dark.

Oh, Edwina, they are not.

All right.

Come on.

Thank you for the present, Blackie.

Pleasure, darling.

Good night, Aunt Laura.

Good night, Edwina.

Good night, Edwina.

Good night, Edwina.

My mother.

What kind of a face is that now, women?

Look as if you've lost a pound of phone six months.

I'm all right.

What is it, Emma?

Oh, it's silly, really.

It's just that Edwina seems so cold towards me.

I really think she prefers Joe.

I don't mind, of course, but...

Emma, girls always gravitate to their fathers.

And Joe has been like a real father to her.

I know.

He's been wonderful.

It's just a stage.

She'll grow out of it.

I hope so.

Sometimes she's shut herself away in a world of her own.

I can't reach her.

It frightens me.

Now then.

Christmas drink to all the cockles.

Emma, do you want to cook for once?

Yes, I will.

Good for you, Emma.

We must make the most of this one.

What do you mean, Blackie?

I don't know.

I don't want to make the most of this one.

What do you mean, Blackie?

Nothing.

Nothing, Liv.

It just means we must enjoy ourselves.

That's all.

Don't hedge, Blackie.

Do you and Joe know something that we don't know?

Is it something about the war?

No, look, look.

There's to be no talk of war tonight, me darlin', right?

Here's to my best loved ladies.

Now I second that.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Rush.

Yes.

In.

Newton.

In.

In.

In.

Did they take you?

Yeah.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Joe, it says every male between 19 and 40 must go.

Unless he is exempt.

You exempt?

No.

I don't know if I'm not.

I don't know if I'm not.

I don't know if I'm not.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Blackie.

Please let me come with you.

Oh, God.

No.

Now look, look at yourself and our baby to think of.

I'll come back straight away, Lord.

Blackie.

We must go.

Laura.

I'll come back.

But you, please, watch over him.

I will.

Ray, for me, darling.

Good.

Good.

Joe.

I'll come back.

Give me your rifle, Joe.

Hey.

Don't be fine, love. Don't worry about me.

You look after yourself and the child.

It's you who must go out yourself.

And you, Blackie.

Don't go getting into any scrapes.

I know.

Joe.

I know I've been difficult to live with.

No.

It was never your fault.

I was always in such a hurry.

There'll be plenty of time for talking when I come back.

Yes.

Hey.

Here's that famous smile.

I'm sorry.

Look after me, darling Laura, for me.

I'll tell her to take it easy. I'm not the threat.

I will. I promise you I won't let anything happen to her or the baby.

Blackie.

I'll see you.

You've been everything in the world to me, Laura.

And that's why you can be damn sure I'm coming back to you.

All right, lads. All the boys.

All right.

A sleeping beauty stood in the hall after bidding him goodbye and telling him to come back quickly.

The prince thought how proud his people would be that he had one such a beautiful and charming princess.

That's all, lovey.

I love you, mommy.

Sleep tight.

I'm making it clear.

Keep it alone.

Such a baby.

Thank you, Barris.

Good luck.

Have you got warm socks? Can I send you anything?

The house is very quiet.

Join me, Mr. Barris.

Uncle Frank knows everything that the Germans are doing.

That's the last one. Before they sent him home.

When is he coming to stay, mother?

As soon as he gets out of hospital.

Says he's making good progress, so it could be any day now.

Oh, God. Good. I like Uncle Frank.

And he's looking forward to seeing you and playing charades once he's well enough.

That'd be nice.

Turbo, mom. It must be from Uncle Frank saying he's arriving.

Let me have it, please, Edelina. Please let me read it.

It is we deep regret that the war office must inform you that your husband, Private Joseph Daniel Lava,

of the Duke of Cornwall's light infantry, was killed in action.

Mommy.

wakes up.

You