All language subtitles for The Pallisers 21

We'll have a longer talk later on.

Duchess, you have surpassed yoursetf.

This is not just Gatherum Castle.
This is paradise.

Then I'm glad we've secured you
as one of the angels.

They are not all so welcome.

You see that purple gentleman
over there talking to my husband,

Sir Orlando Drought, the Tory?

Leader for the government
in the Commons.

He is very important to my husband
but quite insatiable of flattery.

Mr Lopez, would you like to come with me
and help rescue your prime minister?

I should be honoured, Your Grace.

I know you have political ambition.
You may find it a very useful experience.

Well, I hope you're having
a pleasant evening, Sir Orlando.

Oh, very pleasant, Duchess,
though I have just found your husband a little...

- Well, a little...
- Diffident, Sir Orlando?

Mm.

That is because of his regard
and respect for you.

Plantagenet is always diffident
with those he respects.

I'm happy to hear that.
For a time, I thought he was just being cool.

Oh, no. Shy. Plantagenet is very shy with you,
Sir Orlando,

because of your experience
and attainments.

They make him feel like,
well, like a pupil with his master.

How often has he said to me that his
present position would be impossible

but for the talents and knowledge of yourself,
and one or two like you.

And there are to be fireworks later.

All things bright and beautiful
and the duchess made them all.

- What a great woman Glencora is.
- Yes, a great woman indeed.

But do you know her secret, Mr Erie?

- Money?
- That is no secret.

- Beauty?
- Nor that

Charm, then.

Ah, but what is the secret
behind the charm?

Oh-ho. ls it wise to enquire?

Perhaps not,
but I shall tell you just the same.

- Her Grace has no scrupuls.
- Come, come, come.

Well, look at her now,
talking to Sir Orlando Drought,

a man who she both hates and despises.

She's talking to him now as if she were
pouring out her whole confidence,

and he is believing every word.

Sir Orlando is in a seventh heaven

and she is measuring his credulity
inch by inch.

Well, if Lady Glen
can keep Sir Orlando sweet,

she's doing the government
a great service.

It's a pity that Planty Pal
don't appreciate it more.

I don't think
he cares much for all this display,

even if it does keep people meet.

Look at him lurking in that comer.

Nobody'd ever think
that he was master of everything here.

He's positively cringing
behind that potted palm.

- He tries to like what she likes.
- He still don't care for all this.

Thank you, Madame Lambrosa.

Absolutely lovely.

This kind of thing is just what we need
to soften them all up.

Well, a certain amount of formal entertainment
is required, of course,

but you can't think
that government depends on this.

Governments are made out of men,
and men are made out of vanity.

Thank you. The pleasure that they are having
here at Gatherum Castle

will remain in their memories longer

than the most edifying oration
in the Lords or Commons.

Yes. But this provision of bread and circus,
it offends my privacy.

Oh, a prime minister
cannot be altogether private, Palliser.

But he need not therefore
become a spectacle in his own house.

If we go quickly, we shall be the first
and have the best view.

At least, I do hope so.

Duke, if you'd be so kind...

I have this letter from a journalist,
Quintus Slide, of The People's Banner.

Now, he asks.

Now, he demands, as a right,
an invitation to Gatherum

so he may report for his paper
on my family and my guests.

Then the man is a fool and a blackguard.

- Of course, you won't notice it?
- He's been refused, certainly.

Wouldn't it shock you if your private
arrangements were invaded in this way?

- He can't invade you.
- Duke, he can and he does.

This letter's an invasion.
Well, he won't be here.

But he can and he will
write about my house.

Great success, my dear.

I hear it said on all sides
that the coalition government

is quite the proper thing
and could last for ever.

If only Planty would let it.

All he needs to do
for the time being is smile.

He must smile, Marie, like...
well, like Mr Lopez over there.

If only Planty had charm
and manners like that

His manners are ingratiating, Glencora.

It is not in your husbands nature
to be ingratiating.

No, but he might at least
try to be civil to his guests.

And something has happened that's going
to make him feel less civil than ever.

- Oh? What?
- Silverbridge.

He has been expelled, sent down,
as they call it, from Oxford.

- Oh, my dear.
- Planty must know it all...tomorrow.

Very well. I agree. Silverbridge travels
on the continent for the next year.

The shame of it.

The disgrace of it all.

The Prime Minister's son
sent down from Oxford.

But not for doing anything dishonourable,
merely a childish prank.

There is no disgrace here,
merely youth and folly.

And am I too to be made to look foolish?

Well, you will be
if you take it too seriously.

You must simply be seen
to accept the thing with serenity.

My dear, I cannot.

You must behave towards Silverbridge
before our guests

with mildly disparaging good humour,

signifying that although
you deprecate what he's done,

you do not regard it as a great sorrow.

I do regard it as a great sorrow.

Then you must not let it appear so.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning, sir.

- Oh, dear.
- Don't worry, Silverbridge.

- All is well.
- It doesn't look well.

A word or two will be said, no doubt,

but you could hardly expect
to get away with this.

You are to travel, Silverbridge.

You are to go on
what they used to call the Grand Tour.

But first, so that the world may see
that we're not ashamed of you,

you're to spend the next month
here at Gatherum

being very polite to all the guests.

Rather boring, Mother.
All these awful politicians?

A little more gratitude, if you please.

If you're to go into the House,
you'd better get used to politicians.

- I still think they're awful.
- And I entirely agree.

So why don't you invite that
very presentable friend you produced?

- Frank Tregear?
- Ask him to slay and bear you company.

He'll have to go back to Oxford first.
But the term ends in a week or two.

Ask him to rejoin you as soon as it does.

Mother, you're being a brick.

I know the expression
is intended kindly, Silverbridge,

but couldn't you think of something
a little more elegant?

Place three fingers here.

Pull the bow to the extent of the arrow.

And release.

I think all these bows and arrows
are damned silly.

Oh, excellent!

I now declare the Gatherum
archery ground open to all corners.

- Great shot, Duchess.
- Thank you, Dolly.

A fluke, of course. Just her luck.
Otherwise, she's doing it all very well.

Yes, and she's had the good sense
to ask some people

who ain't politicians, what.
Like you, for one.

I'm here so that I can proclaim
her success round London.

Yes, you're also here because...
because she likes a mixture.

And, by Jove, she's got it.

There's Boffin the grocer.

I suppose she's hoping he'll give some
of his greasy sovereigns from the till

to the Party funds.

Thank you.

And at the other end of the scale,
there's Lady Rosina.

- Lady Rosina?
- Rosina de Courcy. Planty Pal's aunt.

She's as poor as a beanstalk
but grand in the old manner.

The Boffins and the rest are going
to like rubbing shoulders with her.

But is she going to like
rubbing shoulders with them?

She's only here for the forage,
poor old girl.

She wanted to get her head into a bucket
and hoped nobody'll talk to her.

I must say, Plantagenet,
you are very considerate.

It isn't every prime minister who would
spend his time squiring his old aunt.

There's no-one whose company I'd rather have.

But all your colleagues,
all these statesmen you have here.

I don't see any statesmen.
Politicians, perhaps.

Well, even politicians must be
more important to you than aunts.

They're far I amiable.

Do you remember those walks
we used to go on when I was a boy?

It was the best part of the holidays,
when you came down and took...

Careful, my dear.
Contractors must have left this mess.

- You don't want to get your feet wet.
- Don't you worry, Plantagenet

Sprout's cork soles.

Sprout's cork soles, Aunt?

Mm. Mr Sprout,
the bootmaker in Silverbridge,

specialises in cork-soled boots.

Very reasonable charges.
I can't afford fancy prices, you know.

And they'll bring you high and dry
through almost anything,

through any which contractors may make,

if not through the kind
which is made by politicians.

Oh. Avoiding the madding crowd, Sir Orlando?
You seem very thoughtful.

Yes. I've been thinking through
these last months of our coalition.

Well, I'd say we'd got along together pretty well.
Are your people contented?

More or less, for the time being.

I never look for very great things from
the Duke of Omnium. I haven't seen them.

- But all in all it's not been too bad.
- Yes. And then all this down here.

- It's uncommon handsomely got up, eh?
- Oh, yes, indeed.

And so is the duchess
uncommon handsomely got up.

And very charming with it, too.

She can smile at a man
till his knees turn to water.

But none of this gets the process
of government any further.

We need proper plans for the future.
At the moment, we don't seem to have any.

I suppose the Duke will decide those
when he thinks the time's right.

You're prepared to sit in the sun
and shoot off bows and arrows till he does?

Why not? Most of politics is just sitting about.

It's particularly pleasant
sitting about down here.

Perhaps. But something must be said
about the future before very long.

We feel it is time
the Duke took us into his confidence.

- He must tell us what is to be done.
- Perhaps he doesn't know himsetf.

The Duchess certainly has worked hard
to get everyone together.

So long as they like each other,
the better for it,

but, Duke, I think we're in for a bit of trouble
with the prime minister.

Oh?

Very soon now,
His Grace is going to become restless.

I've noticed the signs already.
He'll want to flex the muscles of his power.

- He'll want to achieve something.
- He is achieving something.

He's keeping things steady while we find
some solution to our trade problems.

All that is going much better
now the levies have been adjusted.

So now he'll say it's time
to think of future achievements.

- Which could be embarrassing?
- Exactly.

Saving your order, Duke, I'd say
that the people will accept a nobleman

as prime minister
if only his role is that of caretaker.

They will not want a peer of the realm,
and a duke at that,

when it comes to forming
definite new policies.

They will think he is sewing his own interests
or that of his fellow peers.

- They will be wrong.
- But that is what they will think.

Morning, Your Grace.

Oh. I've been observing you
these last few days, Mr Lopez.

How adroit and tactful you are
with my political guests.

How is it that you've never
been in Parliament yourself?

I have wanted to get there, Duchess.

I regard it as the highest kind of life
there is in England.

- Why have you never taken the steps?
- I have got into another groove.

I have become essentially a City man,
oonoemed with the making of money.

I must not bore you with my affairs.

I'm sure they're anything but boring,
Mr Lopez. Please go on.

Well, I am much preoccupied in other ways
as well. I'm hoping to be married.

- Are you indeed?
- But I have no right to say so.

- The lady's father has rejected me.
- Well, I'll warrant the lady hasn't.

Who is this, father?

Have you heard of a Mr Abel Wharton?

Yes, a little. They say he's made
a great deal of money out of the law

and that his daughter
will be something of an heiress.

And if so, I shall be glad of it,
but I did not begin with that in mind.

Sheer love,
with plenty of money on both sides?

- Then why does the father object?
- He dislikes foreigners.

- But you are English.
- With the name of Lopez.

- But the lady does not mind the name?
- No, I fancy not.

In simple truth, there is only
the father's ill will between us.

Then his daughter
will be too many for him.

And, Mr Lopez,
if once you were a Member of Parliament,

Mr Wharton could make
no conceivable objection.

Amen to that, Your Grace,
but seats in Parliament,

they don't grow
like blackberries on bushes.

- Pretty nearly, they do.
- Not in my pan of the ooumry.

If there were
a general election tomorrow,

I should not even know
where to look for a seat.

God forbid there should be a general election,
but seats are to be found,

even without one.

Does Your Grace allude
to anything in particular?

Well...yes, I do,
but I am very discreet,

so I do not like to do more than allude.

Mr John Grey,
the sitting member for Silverbridge,

is going on a long mission
to Persia afier Christmas.

Mr Grey will give up his seat?

It is thought that soon the seat for
Silverbridge will be declared vacant.

Ah. And has Your Grace
any reason to think

that I might follow him in the borough?

No. Or ifl have, that reason
I must keep to mysetf for the moment.

Well, once upon a time, Mr Lopez,

Silverbridge was the Duke of Omnium's
borough, to do what he would with.

Such wickedness
has long since ceased, of course.

But should your name
come forward in this connection,

it is just possible that certain people
might let it be known

that your election as the Member for
Silverbridge would not displease them.

Mind you, I can guarantee nothing.

A word is enough to a wise man, Duchess,

especially from such a beautiful woman.

You had best keep your compliments
until you're safely elected, Mr Lopez.

I warn you,
I don't play very well.

Nonsense.

- You're to wait for the worst.
- Play the hand for me, would you?

- What are trumps?
- Spades.

- Now, Duke.
- Mm?

- Duke, I'd be glad of a word with you.
- Oh, yes?

I think we shall come through
this session pretty soundly.

Yes, yes, pretty soundly.

But the next session
may well hold trouble for us.

We have many months till then
in which we may deliberate.

But we must start to deliberate now.

We might then be in a position
to announce our intentions.

Why should we wish to do that?

A government that does not have
a direct course of action before it

cannot long enjoy
the confidence of the country.

I think that things should be done
because they're desirable in themselves,

not because it's desirable
to have things to do.

Quite so, Duke, but what things?

Now is the time to decide.

No ministry can endure without a policy.

This session it is understood
we should get ourselves into harness

and superintend foreign trade.

Nothing more is expected of us
at the moment.

But at the same time we must be prepared
with a definite policy for next year.

No doubt suggestions will be made
in good time. Now, Mr Finn...

I hope so, Duke. I hope so indeed.

For myself, I am in favour
of increased armaments.

Four bigger ships, ironclads,
are what we need,

with larger guns
and thicker iron plates.

Yes, thicker iron plates.

I've been applying my mind
to the subject,

and I think the nation as a whole
would favour a certain display of strength.

Then there is the question, many questions,
of suffrage in the counties.

- I'll think about what you've said.
- Thank you, Duke. The counties...

Sir Orlando, matters of policy
will be considered in due season.

Whatever decisions are reached will be
communicated to you at the proper time.

Now, if I may ask you to excuse me
from this discussion.

You look rather worn today, Plantagenet.

I fear lest you find my company tiring.

It's very far from it, Aunt Rosina.

Your company is my only solace just now.

The castle crammed wilh people,
half of them strangers to me.

It's as much as I can do
to be polite to them.

In fact...

No, to one at least, I'm afraid,
I was barely polite.

The other night I deliberately snubbed
Sir Orlando Drought.

The odious man with the scarlet face?

I can hardly blame you for that, Plantagenet.

He happens to be important
in my government.

- And looks as if he knows it.
- Oh, yes.

Everywhere I go, he torments me.

For all I know,
he's lurking near us now,

ready to jump out from behind some bush,

seize on me with one of his foolish
and impertinent suggestions.

You are paying the price
of being a great man.

- I sometimes wish I were a little one.
- You will never be that.

I wish they'd all go away.

Mind, this is slippery down here.

All of them, Aunt Rosina.

Except you-.

I don't think you know what a comfort
these walks of ours are to me.

How very kind of you
to say so, Plantagenet

Well, so long as I have
Sprout's cork soles to walk on,

you may depend on me
for a good five mil a day.

So this is how l see it, Sexty.

We take up the option on £4,000-worth
of those new mining shares

which are bound to appreciate
in the present state of the market.

Meanwhile, we antioipme
our profit there and stock up

on those cargos of guano and kauri gum
that I have been telling you about.

So this is the kind of thing
you get up to.

- What's the matter with it?
- Just this.

We'd be buying those cargos on tick.

If the mining stock falls,
we'll have to find the cash for that

and later on for the cargos.

There must be some risk, Sexty.

Yes. Yes.

And who's to bear it, Lopez?

I think you want me in because
you can't stand the rates yourself.

- Do you, now?
- Mm.

Here's that bill back, by the way,
the one you signed for me.

I didn't need to use it after all.

And yet you still need me to help with
these cargos and the rest?

Now, listen, Sexty,
I shall have all the money I need

for that and for anything else
very soon now,

so much money
that I shall leave this sort of thing

and probably go into politics,
the House of Commons.

Oh, you won't walk in there
as easy as you walk in here.

I have been shown a quick way,
but never mind that just new.

The point now is that until
my larger hopes are finally realised,

I shall need your help and I shall make
it worth your while in the long run.

What are these larger hopes, Lopez?

I love a rich man's daughter
and she loves me.

And...what does the rich man say?

He doesn't like it, but she does,
and in the end she'll get her way.

And you'll get her money.

Be sure of this, Sexty.
I care just as much about getting her.

Yes, I dare say.

But how much will she bring with her?

Well, as far as I can make out from
roundabout questions to her brother,

upward of £50,000.

If you'd oblige me with a few more details
about your pain-lawto-be,

and if you promised
to see me all right...

All right, Lopez-

then I think
something can be arranged.

I have complied
with your request, Emily.

I've been at pains
to make enquiries about Mr Lopez.

- And what did you find out?
- Nothing conclusive.

- Then you can have nothing against him.
- I meant nothing to alter my first opinion.

Others seem to hold
a good enough opinion of him.

He's newly returned from a stay
with the Duke and Duchess of Omnium.

People in our sphere of life
have to be rather more particular

than the Duke and Duchess of Omnium.

So what's good enough for them's
not good enough for us?

The Omniums are protected by their rank.

Even Lopez dare not meddle
with their household or their children.

We have no such protection.

If Lopez had half a chance,
he'd help himself to everything I have.

He's already trying to help himself to you.

Because he loves me, as I love him.

I will hear no more of that, Emily.

To please you, I have made enquires
about this man and I have found nothing.

His country, his race, his religion,
his home, his family, his past,

It is all totally blank.

He is a man fallen out of the moon.

For all I was able to discover,
he was never born at all

but sent into the world
ready made as he is by the devil.

He could be anything, Emily,
and he is, in any case, alien.

- And there is an end of it for ever.
- But, Papa...

There is an end of it. Do you hear?

Now, go upstairs
and tell Everett to come down.

I must also have a word or two with him.

Emily says you want me, sir.
She seems in rather a taking.

We are not here to discuss Emily.

These bills, sir, they have been
sent to me by your creditors

who appear to have been told by you
that I will settle them on your behalf.

I had hoped
that you would be so kind, sir.

Yes, I will be so kind, sir,

rather than have half the bailiffs
in London hammering on the door.

- Thank you very much, Father.
- There is only one way to thank me.

You must find yourself immediately
some gainful or at least useful ocupation.

I had thought of a seat in the House.

The reverse of gainful and of very dubious use,
especially nowadays.

But you have a sound degree.
You could study for the Bar.

Or if you want something less studious,
you could procure a commission in the army.

In the Blues or the Tins?
That might be fun.

- In some regiment of the line.
- Less chance of promotion, sir.

Less chance
of spending money, sir.

But something, Everett, you must do
and do it soon.

I wish to be proud of my son.

I cannot have him merely lolling about London,
pouring out money like a pump.

Yes, sir.

For example, where do you dine tonight?

- At the Bear Garden, sir.
- A fine nest of parasites. With whom?

With, um... With Lopez.

Worse than a parasite.
An insect of prey. A leech.

- A bloodsucker.
- He is my friend.

So he will believe you
when you tell him this.

From now on, if he appears
in this house or even in this street,

if he dares speak or write
but one word to your sister,

I'll choke his greasy tongue down his
foreign throat with my own bare hands.

The long and the short is, Lopez,
that my father don't exactly care for you

and he's taking it out on me.

You should have heard him
going on at me this evening.

If I were to become
a Member of the House of Commons,

would that raise me
in your father's esteem?

He don't think much of politicians.

Whenever I talk of going into the House,
he just brushes it aside.

But, look, Everett, the world reckons it
an honor to be in Parliament.

Surely your father would take
account of that in my case.

You've got too much ground
to make up with him.

Far more than the two letters 'M P' will cover.

Yes, I suppose so. No, thank you.

Anyway, how would you find a seat?

Men do find seats,
and I've always liked the idea.

There may not be an election for years.

But there are occasional vacancies.

Is there any chance
of one falling your way?

I think there is.
Now, I can't quite tell you all the particulars

because other people are concerned,

but I do not think it improbable that
I may be in the House in a few months.

- The House don't sit in the autumn.
- But a man may be elected then.

This is what comes of going to stay
with the prime minister?

I can't quite answer that.

Well...l suppose
I ought to congratulate you.

But I can't say that it'll make
any difference about Emily.

My father certainly won't care for it
if you sneak into the House

in some underhand way
which a fellow can't even be told about.

There is no mystery,
only I can't tell people's names.

- What's the borough?
- I can't tell you just at present.

Are you sure there will be a vacancy?

As sure as one can be
about anything like that.

And that you'll be invited to stand?
But anybody can stand, whether or no.

If I come forward for this place,
I shall do so on the very best interest.

It smells jolly funny to me.

And so does this damn club.
I'm sick of the place.

- Let's get some air in the park.
- In the park?

It's a wretched, dark place at night
and you never know whom you may meet.

You don't mean you're afraid to walk
around the park just because it's dark?

I'm not afraid to go alone.

All right, old fellow.
Let's go and get some air.

I still don't see why
you're so damn close about this seat of yours.

- Come clean, Lopez.
- Why are you so inquisitive?

Because it's all so damn fishy.

I do hope you're not jealous
of my good fortune.

No, not jealous of a man
who's slinking in through a side door.

I'd go in
through the main enhance all right

But when you got in, you'd have to do as
you were told, be grateful to somebody.

Now, when I'll go to the House, I'd go with
a fixed and settled purpose of my own.

- So would I.
- Yours would be fixed by somebody else.

It's something to do with the Duke,
so you'd have to vote for him.

You'd be the Duke's lackey.

It's something to do
with the Duchess.

You've been making yourself agreeable
at Gatherum.

- Let's drop it.
- It'd be a damned expense to you.

And it'd stand in the way of your business,
whatever that is.

Everett...

And as far as Emily's concerned,
my father would be dead against it.

He only likes honest politicians

And why should that exclude me?

Because you're not
playing it straight, Lopez.

You're doing it through grease.

You're trying to grease into the House
instead of fighting your way like a man.

Everett, let's forget about politics
and Parliament, shall we, and get on home?

I'm sick of this place.
It's far too dark.

Besides, you know it can be dangerous
at night. Let's get on.

By George, you are in a blue funk.
I can hear your teeth chattering.

I have had enough of your nasty,
tipsy temper for one evening.

Now, I'll go on and go to bed,

and tomorrow morning
perhaps you'll think better of it.

That's right.
You'd better run away at once.

Tuck yourself up safe and eariy

to keep your cheeks nice and pink
for the Duchess.

Good night, Everett

Help! Lopez!

Help!

To tell the truth, sir,

Ferdinand Lopez was hurt
worse than I was...or nearly as bad.

It was foolish to walk in the park
at that time of night.

It was my doing, Father.

I told him if he didn't come with me,
I'd go alone.

And if l had done, I'd have been done for,
no question of it.

If you please, sir,
a Mr Lopez to see Mr Everett.

Show him into the paflour, please.

Emily, you will come with me.

Papa, Ferdinand Lopez
has saved Everett's life.

- I think Everett exaggerates.
- No. No, sir.

If Lopez hadn't come
and taken on those thugs,

they'd have strangled me to death.

- He must be told how grateful we are.
- Everett will tell him.

- That's not enough, Papa.
- It was Everett he served.

- It is for Everett to thank him.
- He served us all, Papa.

If not for him,
your only son and my only brother

might be lying dead in the park
at this moment.

Very well, Emily.

You may slay if you wish
and tell him your thanks.

Only my thanks, Papa?
I know you're not indifferent to my happiness.

You may say what you wish.
I see I cannot stop this now.

- We have your blessing?
- You have my permission.

As things stand, I cannot refuse it.

Ferdinand, Papa says it's all right

- Ah, Your Grace.
- Sir Orlando.

I've just been thinking.
This little matter of Silverbridge.

Silverbridge? What about him?

No, no, no. Not your son, Duke.

- The borough.
- Oh. Well, what about the borough?

Well, now that Grey's going to Persia,
something'll have to be done.

Mr Grey will resign the seat.
There'll be a by-election.

And have you thought
who's to have the seat?

No, that's for the electors to decide.

Oh, I think we both know
better than that, Your Grace.

Silverbridge has always been
at the disposal of the Dukes of Omnium.

- It is no longer.
- Not officially. We all realise that

And we all value your integrity
in such matters.

But the fact is, Duke, that I have
a nephew just down from Cambridge,

a very promising young man,
who would give us,

the coalition, I mean,
his staunch support.

Well, if he's as promising
as you suggest, Sir Orlando,

if indeed he is fined
for a career in the House,

I'm quite sure he'll come there,
by and by.

I had hoped that
in all the circumstances, Your Grace,

- the way might be made smooth for him.
- Made smooth for him?

Although he has a generous allowance,

he would be glad to avoid the expense
of a contested election.

You know, uncontested elections
are very rare these days, Sir Orlando.

Except in the case
of boroughs that have patrons.

- Boroughs like Silverbridge, Duke.
- Hm.

New, if my nephew might be allowed to
consider himself Your Grace's candidate,

both he and I, Duke,
would be happy and grateful men.

I think, sir, that your proposition
is the most unbecoming and impertinent

that was ever addressed to me.

Well, this lot out tomorrow
and the next lot in the day after.

It's nearly killing me,
so I hope it's doing some good.

They say the Duke has been seen

talking quite intimately
with at least three of his supporters.

Three supporters and Lady Rosina.

Heaven and earth, Marie,
what a companion for him to choose.

Still, most of them
seem to be enjoying themselves.

- Some of them rather too much.
- Oh? Who?

Mr Frank Tregear, for instance.

With Lady Mary?

You've noticed?

I like the look of Mr Tregear,
but I begin to think he presumes rather.

At 17, Mary's too young
to lose her heart.

Silverbridge will have to tell him to go.

You don't approve of Mr Tregear?

Well, we don't really know much about him.

Besides, we need another room
for a member of the Cabinet.

- You thinking of leaving fairly soon?
- Why?

Have my talents on the tennis court
finally exhausted you?

Far from it, dear fellow.
Luck, pure luck.

No, the fact is, my mother needs your room.
For a cabinet minister.

The Duchess asked me to stay here
for as long as you were here.

Yes. Yes, but she didn't ask you
to hang about my sister quite so much.

You mean my company
isn't good enough for her?

Good Lord, no. I mean, Mother thinks
that Mary's had too much of it.

It isn't more that your mother's
daughter is Lady Mary

and I am plain Mr Tregear?

Now, don't make it awkward, old fellow.

We don't want a row.
Anyway, it isn't only that.

The truth is, I shall be busy these next
few days, packing up to go on my tour,

and I won't have time
to do much about you.

Very well. Tell your mother I have
an unexpected family engagement

and I must leave tomorrow afternoon.

But it won't make any difference,
to Italy, I mean?

You'll still come and join me
on my tour for a bit?

Provided your mother
raises no objection.

I saw you playing chess
with Mr Lopez this evening.

- Mm-hm.
- How did you find him?

Quite intelligent to talk to.
Can't think why you invited him down here a second time.

Well, he's a pleasant fellow,
and I'm sure he's a rising man.

- Yes, well, we'll see about that
- And see very soon, I hope.

- Planty?
- Yes?

Is Mr Grey still going
on this mission to Persia?

- Yes, yes.
- And he'll give up his seat?

- Yes, almost certainly.
- Then let Mr Lopez have it.

- Mr Lopez?
- Yes

He's a clever man with new blood
who could be of use to you.

You ministers keep shuffling
the same old cards

until they're so dirty
you can hardly see the pips on them.

- I'm one of the dirty old cards myself.
- Nonsense.

I didn't include you
in the dirty old pack.

It's not for me to return a Member
at Silverbridge.

No, not openly these days, I know that,

but a quiet suggestion
in the right place...

Glencora, I've already been approached
on this by Sir Orlando Drought

with a similar request for his nephew.

- You turned him down, of course?
- Yes, I did.

Not too roughly?
The man is valuable lo you.

My dear, the man's a wretoh.

Now, I honor the law, I hope,
both in the letter and the spirit.

I just made it plain to him that his
request was indecent and presumptuous.

Well, perhaps it was coming from him,
but coming from your wife, Planty...

Not even for my wife will I interfere
in this election at Silverbridge.

But if the candidate be worthy?

I know very little
about the worth of Mr Lopez.

I will guarantee it.

I will not interfere in this election,
not on his behalf or on any man's.

And nor will you.

As Your Grace commands.

My dear, I'm serious about it.
I'm very serious indeed.

Well, I suppose
I may speak aword or two?

In Silverbridge not one word,
and nowhere else, for the matter of that.

You've not yet told me, Mr Lopez,
when you're to be married.

- In one month's time, Duchess.
- Oh, so soon?

I wish to be home in the autumn.
I shall have important business then.

Well, I hope by then also to have some news
of the election for Silverbridge.

Is there any chance
that the election will be contested?

I cannot say. In the old days,
when the Duke the Omnium spoke the word,

the borough was merely returned
to his candidate.

It was worth no-one's while to contest it.

And in these days?

My husband will speak no word, Mr Lopez,
for you or for anyone else.

Of that you may be sure.

I will remember you,
but, then, I am not the Duke.

The election could be contested
and cost you money, though I hope not

Well, if need be, I must bear the cost.

What about her money?
Has Mr Wharton spoken to you?

No, but I do know the money is there.

- And will you speak to him?
- Not until he raises the subject.

It is for him to say what he will do,
not for me to ask.

- But he must do something.
- Well, that is what I think.

But meanwhile I am marrying for love.

Then you're marrying
a very lucky young lady.

I'll tell you what it is, Lopez.

I'm 200 quid out of pocket
over these mining shares.

And so am I. Stop whining, Sexty.

We can pay the balance
when Father-in-law comes across.

And when will that be? You're only
two weeks off being wed now, Lopez,

and he ain't said nothing yet.

You'd better take it up with him.

If l nag him, he won't like it.
He'll smell a rat and we shan't see a penny.

I've got to say nothing and wait.

Indeed, I have got to spend money
to show him that I am a man of substance

who can be trusted
with his daughtefs fortune.

And how are you going to show him that?
You ain't got tuppence just now.

That's one reason why I'm here.
I need your name to these, Sexty.

Oh, no, Lopez.

- It was all right last time, wasn't it?
- Yes, yes. But that's not saying...

It'll be all right this time. With your name
on these I can raise 2,000 at once,

enough to lease a place for Emily,
to impress old Abel

and to see me all right after the honeymoon
if he is still being slow.

No, Lopez. Last time it was only 700-odd.
This is too steep.

You stand to get a lot
when he does slump up, Sexty.

You must expect to sweat a bit.

Let's just sell the guano.
You'd have enough then.

I wouldn't. We'd be selling
at the bottom of the market.

We'd be safe. As it is,
our whole affairs turn on the rise

in the price of bird droppings,
not very solid stuff, Lopez,

for a man with a wife
and three little 'uns.

What a coward you are.

You have about as much spine
as a jellyfish.

We keep that guano, Sexty,
and you back those bills.

And if you do not,
you won't get a sixpenny piece

when old Abe pays me out my £50,000,
so come on, Sexty!

They don't fall due till October,

and everything will have been settled
long before then.

So that's settled, then,
if you're sure you won't mind the heat.

Not if it won't trouble you, Ferdinand.

I don't imagine the heat
will trouble Mr Lopez.

Nor it ill, sir.

Como, Siena, Florence,
Orvieto and then Rome.

And in Rome I'll hire the Villa Sfortunato
for a stay of one month.

That's all very well,
but what happens when you get back?

I've rented a ten-room apartment
in Knightsbridge overlooking the park.

Have you?

I thought we might go and inspect it
tomorrow afternoon.

It sounds far too grand.

Well, perhaps it is a little more
than we quite need,

but I'll tell you, sir,
how it has happened.

A man I know wanted to let me have it
for two years just as it is

and offered it to me for £1,000

if I would pay the money in advance
and on the moment.

- So I paid it.
- I see. Your friend was in a hurry?

- He wanted to be off somewhere, sir.
- Yes.

Yes, I've no doubt.

- So it's settled, then?
- Well, I've paid the money.

So, as far as that goes,
I've taken the place.

But it needn't be settled, Emily.

You have only to say
that you don't like it

and you shall never, never be asked
to set foot in it again.

But if you approve of it tomorrow,
and I rather think you will,

it will be our first home
after our wedding tour.

- Your Grace.
- Mr Sprout.

The Duke has advised me to come to you
for some of your com-soled boots.

It seems that his great-aunt,
Lady Rosina de Courcy,

has found them very serviceable.

Her ladyship is a most valued client
and has always sworn by my cork shoes.

She declares she owes her very survival
to them, and she's survived long enough.

Yes. If I may take
some measurements, Your Grace.

Oh, y, please do.

I shall be needing half a dozen pairs
against the coming winter.

Your Grace.

Ooh, Mr Sprout.

I suppose you're very busy considering
candidates for the by-election.

You and Mr Sprugeon always see
to everything important in Silverbridge.

It is a weighty affair, Your Grace.

This is the first time
in very many years

that Silverbridge has had to find
a new Member.

Mm. The Duke, of course,
has no views in this matter.

- So we have understood.
- And neither, of course, have I.

- And yet, Mr Sprout...
- And yet, Your Grace?

Well, although I have no views
as to the election,

I have been favourably impressed
by a certain Mr Ferdinand Lopez,

who may just conceivably present himself
here in some weeks' time,

when he returns from his wedding tour.

- Mr Lopez, Your Grace?
- Mm-hm.

He is from time to time
a guest at the castle, you understand.

I entirely understand, Your Grace.

Cork soles just like Lady Rosina's.
When did Your Grace wish for delivery?

Oh, any time that's convenient

- Oh, and Mr Sprout?
- Your Grace?

Since Lady Rosina speaks
so well of your work,

I think I'll take
a whole dozen pairs after all.

- Cora.
- Yes?

Why is it so hard
to kill an established evil?

What evil have you failed to kill, Duke?

The people in Silverbridge

are still saying
I want to return a candidate for them.

Oh. So that's the evil? It seems to me
to be an admirable institution

which for some reason
you wish to murder.

I must do what I think is right.

I'm sorry I don't carry you with me
in this matter, Cora.

But I think you'll agree on this,

that when I say a thing should be done,
then it should be done.

A more suicidal thing
than throwing away that borough

was never done in all history.

Who will thank you?
How will it help you?

It's like King Lear throwing
off his cloth in a storm

because his daughters threw him out.

Glencora.

I have chosen that I shall know nothing
about this election at Silverbridge

because I think that that is right.

Yes, Uncle Lear.

And I've also chosen
that you should know nothing about it.

And yet they're saying in Silverbridge
that you are canvassing for Mr Lopez.

Who says so?

I don't think it matters who said it
so long as it's untrue.

Now, I trust that it is untrue?

Of course I haven't been
canvassing for Mr Lopez.

But I did just happen to mention
to Mr Sprout, the cork-sole man,

that I rather approve of Mr Lopez
in a general social way.

Mr Sprout is a very prominent citizen
in Silverbridge.

I particularly asked you not to speak
on this matter to anyone at all.

- But I only said...
- What business had you to say anything?

Well, I suppose I may have my sympathy
as well as another.

Really, you're becoming so autocratic,
I shall have to go in for women's rights.

Cora.

Cora, don't separate yourself from me.

Don't disjoin yourself from me
in all these troubles.

What am I to do
when you consistently scold me?

'What right had you to say anything?'

No woman likes that sort of thing,
and I don't know of any who like it less

than Glenoora, Duchess of Omnium.

My dear.

You know how anxious I am to share
everything with you in politics.

But at the last there must be one voice,
and that must be the ruling voice.

And that is to be yours, of course.

In matters such as this, it must be.

That is why I like to do a little
business of my own behind your back.

It's human nature
and you have got to put up with it.

I wish you had a better wife,
but as you haven't,

you had better make the best of your bargain
and not expect too much of it.

I will accept it, certainly,
but not without trying to amend it.

I will not have it said that the castle
is trying to influence the borough.

And from this time on,

I command your utter obedience in this.