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Good morning, Miss. And how can I help you this morning?

I wonder, could you put a call into Mr. Khan? Oh, he's staying here.

Mr. Khan, no. As I thought, the gentleman checked out early this morning. I attended to him myself, Miss.

Are there any messages, Miss Burton?

I'll have a look for you, Miss Burton.

No. No messages, Miss. I'm afraid.

Oh, my goodness me. Come in. Come in after the cold.

What are you doing here on Christmas Eve?

I came to bring you a little something to wish you made Christmas.

Oh, that's very kind of you. I haven't got anything for you. You're supposed to be 100 miles away with your sister, weren't you?

Yes, I changed my mind.

Oh, dear. No family quarrels, I hope.

No, no.

Well, come on through. We're just sorting out what's for us and what's for other folk. I'm sure we'll find you something. It's Miss Burton, Jim.

I'll do.

He's a Mitch not still here with you.

Yes, she is. Well, I say, yes, she's spending the morning with a friend. Jennifer was it or Judy.

It's just that I thought she'd be back with her father for Christmas.

So did Anne. I'm sure she will, but I haven't seen him since he left for Manchester a few days ago. Typical man.

Why? What is it?

Nothing. Is she right? Has her cheek healed her? I did feel awfully responsible.

No harm done, I would say. And Robert didn't blame you, you know.

Oh, did he talk to you about it? He's so good at the time, now.

Excuse me.

Christmas round again? Yes.

Do you like Christmas? Yes, I do.

Oh, don't. Folkstain other folks, houses feeling uncomfortable, not getting on, offending each other. All that unnecessary expenditure.

Will's gone muddy, Marvieu. Start staring mud.

Well, there you are. That was Robert. He's just on his way around for Mitch.

Well, I must go. Oh, stay. Why don't you? I'm sure he'd love to see you. No. No.

I wanted to call in on Nidiari.

Oh, right. Well, if you're going over, you can take them this hand from us. I thought it would help to see them through Christmas.

Shut up! Well, the seven of them, Jim, and only two of us. And it's not as if we don't have another in the Lada.

And it is Christmas, after all. I mean, we'll find something for you, too, Sarah, for being such a saint.

Do you like Christolized fruit? Yes, yes, I... I was... No.

Really, you shouldn't. Of course I should. Go on. We've far too many boxes and jars of this and that.

Thank you very much. And a very happy Christmas. From both of us.

Give me that. I want it. I want it. No.

It was a day.

Oh, my God!

Well, this is a pleasure, Miss Burton. Lady, I put cattle on cup tea for Miss Burton.

No, really. I won't stop long. I just came to see how you all are.

And bring you a few things. It's lovely hands for Mrs. Bedo.

Look at that, girls.

There's a little something for all of you there.

And this is for you, Lydia.

My stars, look at that.

Thank you, Miss Burton. Thank you.

There's lots of notebooks and pens and pencils and their feet, they're right, Bertrand.

Looking else that you like.

It's a good, strong case.

I hope it's these three student days, and beyond.

My student is. You mean when I got a Oxford like you?

Lydia. Yes, why not?

Your least is clever as I ever was. You've got to keep your dreams alive, Lydia.

Well, don't you think I've got enough to do? Trying to keep my brother and sisters alive and myself alive?

You're the one who's dreaming me.

I'm sorry, and it's hard.

But you are special. She is, Miss Darling.

All in all her.

She's winning a million years early.

Well, I should be going.

Let's talk about this in the new year, yes?

Happy Christmas, Lydia.

Yeah.

Thank you, Miss Burton.

Sad, sad, sad.

Daddy, those same tiny men just come back and play with one of their friends.

Come on through.

You miss me?

Not a bit.

Only joking, have you missed me?

Oh, no, I never thought to make a watch.

Yes, you did, you for, but I know you did.

I've just been at Jenny's house for a little super time.

They're not as thought for people at all though.

Do you know how they eat their oranges?

They just cut them in half and suck them.

Do they?

It makes the funniest slurping noises.

Actually, I quite enjoyed it.

Good and glad.

Thank you, Vedas.

Struggling.

I'll be days with this.

I'll help you.

Watch that.

I've got a little something for you, Robert.

Right, we're all scouting.

So you do, Scott.

Thank you.

This is a bit of warlier.

I've got something for you at all.

I'll count that one good.

I couldn't find anything fit to wrap it in, so.

I'm going to get a little bit of water.

I'm going to get a little bit of water.

I can't find anything fit to wrap it in, so.

I'll be Christmas.

Oh, Robert.

This was Muriel's.

Yes.

Give it to her after Mitchell born.

But I want you to have it.

Muriel isn't going to get any better.

She's never coming home.

She can't take place during nice things, so.

Best we can do is make it comfortable.

Well, thank you.

It's beautiful.

Yeah, Muriel.

You've enjoyed having me to last few days.

I mean, she's been a bother to you.

Oh, not a bit. We loved having her.

So, you've had to go away for a bit.

Go for a bit.

You never happened to me.

I can interest her to you.

Of course you could.

You don't have to ask, Robert.

She's been on this great news.

I disappointed.

I thought you.

Someone else.

I saw the light.

I thought you were your sister's.

I changed my mind.

Well, would you like some company?

Excellent, Molt.

Yeah, I knew there was a bit of this scot in you somewhere.

I'm glad you came.

You are the best friend of me, to you.

Tough time of year.

Yes, it is rather.

You always tend to think of Happy Time's past.

Is there is that it?

Your fiancé?

No.

No, it's just not.

I'm done with all that.

Pauling in love.

So full's game.

Blum-dering around in the dark.

Friendship's much better.

Hi.

I suppose this.

And work.

To work and friendship.

Work and friendship.

And a Merry Christmas to you, Sarah.

To you.

Come in.

Mr. Holly to see you, Miss Benton.

Oh, thank you, Mitch.

Thank you for coming in, Mr. Holly.

I hope he hasn't put you to too much trouble.

Hey, you've got some books here?

Tells Dickens, some sort of warm.

I love my books when I was a little lad.

It's probably a little scholar, I was.

But economic circumstances brutally caretailed my education.

Otherwise, my life story would have been a very different one, Miss Benton.

I'm sure it would, and that's why I must find a way to stop it happening to Lydia.

She's a clever girl, he's lit.

Takes her after me.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Um...

This is for you.

Oh, thank you.

Varm cake.

Homemade.

Lydia.

It's not up to her mother's yet, but she's coming along.

She's like a proper little housewife these days.

But she could do so much more.

If we could find a way of getting Lydia back to school, I'm sure she could get a scholarship

for university.

Oxford or Cambridge, even, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Hi, Wood.

Yes.

I'd ask her to myself if things were gone the right way.

You know, I could recite the record of the Haspberries from start to finish on a word out of place.

I think I still could.

It was the school of Haspberries that sailed the wintery sea.

Mr. Holly.

Henry Wadsworth, along further that was your boy for poetry.

Oh, why can I have written poetry?

It's always in me.

Still in me now.

I'm sure it is.

But we're thinking of Lydia now.

Not you.

Hi, we are.

Can't you think of anyone who might be persuaded to come and help you at home so that...

Lydia could return to school?

No.

I don't think I can.

Just this one and we're all done.

It's very good to get all this drawn-ups so quickly, Drew.

At least I could do.

I'm going to give a life insurance burning a hole in your pocket.

Now it's just town planning we've to wait on.

Yeah, well, not for long aye.

I mean, the Volkswagen, I mean, that's when the price is all rocky.

Hey.

Should do.

Should do.

Providing Mr. Carm does not cause too much bother.

But one man can't stand in a way of progress like this, Drew.

He may be going bust, but he's very well respected.

He could still spoil it for the rest of us.

You'll just have to hope for the best, Alfred.

Little beauty, isn't it?

I wish we could keep him.

Yeah, so are I.

But I wish you a lot of things.

It's all right, Daddy.

I know my mummy isn't ever going to come home.

But it's all right, just us, isn't it?

Who's this?

Oldham and Hoggins.

Good afternoon.

Don't be a little treat, sir.

Beauty comes in many farms.

I wanted a private word in it, we've got a moment.

All right, take him back.

All right, see you.

You go to the house.

Come on, walk off.

Come on.

Yeah, I know I've always been on the same side, but I've always liked you, Carm.

Yeah, I've come to ask you to drop your opposition to the housing scheme.

Why would I do that?

Because in the United States, everybody's best interests.

I mean, it must have been a part of being on the council if you can't make things better for, you know?

And between you and me, I think it would be to your advantage too.

How do you work that out?

Well, if you were to buy up some land on the way, you should have, I think it's sold out your problems for good.

I mean, I've got it on good at solidity, the United States being built there, so anybody with land there can only make money.

Who's a solidity?

Never mind.

You mean SNF?

All I can tell you is that I'm sure enough about this that I've got 32 acres from my son.

So that's what this is about. You want me to act against my principal so that you and your friends can make a profit on a bit of land speculation?

No, sir. This is a grand scheme where the weed profit might or not.

Look, I've just come down there to do you a favor. So come on. What do you think?

I think you, SNF, drew all your friends in nothing but a bunch of criminals.

No. You can't set that tone with me.

Oh, see what's all that I've tried impressed, take what I tell them about, sis, huh?

You can't do that. This conversation was confidential.

Get off my land before I throw you any horse upon you, I'm a stem.

Wait, you've got to have a thank. You've misunderstood me.

Oh, man.

Educate your children well, said play so, and they will grow up with rightly and nobly ordered minds and characters.

No, this is a good example of what I mean.

The modern school is light and airy with large windows and good ventilation.

Here, as you watch English youngsters engaged in a wide range of physical and intellectual activities, you're making close.

As I do. The next interesting nation is in the future of it.

How do you manage it, Mr. Carr? We've all been kept back after class.

You seem to have escaped again. Was it the wolf?

Come and sit down, Robert. You haven't missed much.

Miss Burton's just been showing us the error of our ways.

Well, I don't. Miss Burton knows the answer.

Robert? God's sake, man. Don't start. Not again.

What do you think's going on here, I still?

With building a future, it'd be too simple for you.

Is that what you think, sir, from the people?

Is that what you really think's happening here?

Well, isn't that what we all want?

Then you're a fool, I still. And I believe you to be an honest one.

There's people in this room who's only interested in the whole pockets at the public's expense.

I think you should be careful what you say, Mr. Carr.

There's a very serious allegations.

Oh, yeah. And I've got good grounds for them.

Oh, for pity's sake, Robert. Say no more.

I know you've been quietly buying up land on the waste for months.

Pushing up the price bit by bit. And then your vote for Astles Estate to be both there.

And the only people who are south riding, they'll have to pay a pretty penny.

The ground that was just worthless swamp a few months ago, won't they?

People like you, Snake. They make politics a dirty game.

And you, Mr. Carr, have made a very big mistake.

I got it from your friend, Hogan Zier. He invited me to join you, little scheme.

I never said that. You've got it all wrong, Khan.

I don't think so. You're nothing but a bunch of crooks.

Mr. Carr.

You have accused me of corruption in front of witnesses.

That is slander, and I shall sue you for it.

I shall prove in court that I own no land on the wastes, and never did own any land there.

I shall demand punitive damages for this gross slur upon my character, and I will get them.

If you are not a ruined man already, Mr. Khan, then you will be by the time I've finished with you.

You can deal with your damn mother life.

The dictators know that the children are all important.

The dictators are acting on that knowledge. Can the democracy afford to fall behind?

Should they, even if they could?

Come on. There we go.

Don't forget to hold their hand on that road. Have a good day.

Bye.

Dad, this is yours.

Thanks.

Thanks, love.

Miley, all right, all right.

Oh, good.

Oh, my...

You're just wild there.

It's...

Shh.

Hey, let's look at that for a vision of loveliness.

None of your impudence.

You have to town, is it?

Like a great company.

Why don't you open it?

Quite happy on my own, thank you, Mr. Halle.

Hey, look and leave me like you should never be alone.

All hold them up for us.

Come on.

Oh, hold on.

Mrs. Brimsley.

I've got any current tarts with me if that's what you're after.

I'm not after current tarts.

That'll be a first.

How's that class of yours coping?

She's too young, Mrs.

You must have shot of it.

Ah, she is.

I'm sorry for a loss.

I'm for yours.

So, why are you getting on now that your lads have left home?

On that bacon and no mouth to feed?

Oh, I'm managed.

Let's go a bit lonely now and then.

How's your game?

What's this about?

Everyone gets lonely now and then, don't they?

Sorry about that.

No one hurt.

Just sit tight while we clear this lot.

Hey, hey, where you going?

You heard them, man.

You just sit tight.

You just rest against me.

You're a cheeky monkey, you are.

My boys could see me now.

Well, they're not here, are they?

You're shameless.

You're... you're comfy enough where you are, aren't you?

It seems not to have a choice.

The thing is, Mrs. Brimsley...

We're all at sea.

We need someone to come and take charge of us so that Lydia can go back to school.

And I think you need a bit of looking after an all.

Not the man to do it.

Are you where are you?

I am.

You feel like me?

He's demanding £10,000.

Well, I haven't got that kind of money.

No, I imagine not.

Can we fire, sir?

Can we fire, sir?

No, Robert, we can't.

Hold them in SNES case. It's unarguable.

Can you raise a mortgage on meth up?

Lydia! Lydia!

Lydia!

Leave me alone!

In the middle of a good bed, this dad!

He's got a lady with him.

Lydia?

Don't say I'll do to Mrs. Brimsley.

Hello, dear.

Hey, your father told me all about you.

I thought Clovey are, and how well you've been managing.

You can take up your scholarship again because Mrs. Brimsley says she's going to come and look after Littland.

I don't say about that, honey.

Give me a bit of time, Jesse.

She'll come right.

You're your brother, a good boy.

Is he always this good?

Does he cry a lot?

He'll be alright, isn't he?

What did he say?

Best curt art is south riding by miles, and this is a kind-hearted woman in Yorkshire.

I'll give over.

Oh, by the way, I don't think your lady's too happy.

She'll just have a note in the book, that's all.

So what is it, that way?

You're taking against Mrs. Brimsley.

Dad, we're alright, the way we were.

You did a right good job of looking after Littland's book.

It won't fare on you, we're robbing you of your scholarship.

Do you mind that?

Well, I did.

Miss Burton did it, and your mother would have too.

Actually, without proud of you getting into high school and doing so well.

I thought you'd forgotten about her.

Did he?

What could I ever do that?

You know, my heart was my dear darling.

It was my first and only love.

I'm not the sort of man who could go back in mourning for the rest of my life,

with a long-facing black handband.

I'm not that man, it's just not in me.

I swear to you that nobody could ever take your mother's place in my heart.

Dear.

Dear truly.

So you're alright about it then?

It's like a lump in it.

Might as well make up my mind.

It's like it.

Look at all.

I'm sorry.

It's one of the shortest poems I know.

It's written over 400 years ago, and yet it still feels so fresh today.

Some people say the first two lines.

Don't have anything to do with the last two.

What do you think?

The western wind wind wilt that blow.

The small rain down can rain.

Christ, that my love put in my bed.

Line his arms.

Miss, that's not quite right.

Isn't it?

Not in the bookets.

Christ, that my love ruined my arms and I am my bed again.

Oh yes, I do.

In the book you can't tell if it's a man or a woman talking.

The way you said it is definitely a woman talking.

Yes, yes, you're quite right.

I'll sing of me, dear.

You blushing Miss?

Well, then I would like to make mistakes.

Come in.

It's one of the godliness to see you, Miss Ben.

Right.

This shouldn't take too long. Why do you wait outside makes notes on the poem we will talk right afterwards?

No.

See?

Says it about the moment.

No, it's all right.

Come on.

What do you want?

I thought you'd like to know that I'm going to be stepping down as one of the godliness.

Am I about to be bankrupted?

So I thought that girl before I was pushed.

I dare say you won't be sorry to see the back of me.

How can you say that?

Because you're against everything I stand for.

Of course I am.

It doesn't matter.

What against you?

But I'll say the difference.

Yes, you do. Don't pretend to be more picketed than you really are.

Why haven't you been near, Missus Manchester?

I was worried about you. Could have been dead for a while now.

Why have you been avoiding me?

I could ask the same of you.

We are hoping I'd run after you.

No.

I assumed you were as embarrassed as I was by the whole episode.

That's why I'm barris, you do.

I didn't say that.

I suppose you think I'm some cheap little tart, but believe me,

I don't make a habit of slinging in her tart rooms.

No, sure you do.

Then what?

God's sake, woman. I am barris myself.

Take advantage of you. Put your hand compromise in situation that collapsed on you like a broken-down mag.

I don't think of you as a cheap little tart.

You're a remarkable woman.

But I assumed what you wanted at night was a man, not just a washed-up wreck.

Oh, God.

It's all got to be about your for a little, isn't it?

I don't want a man. I wanted you.

And we worked again.

I thought we were.

And afterwards, apart from knowing you were right, all I wanted was some sort of acknowledgement that it did mean something that it wasn't some grubby little episode to be forgotten about.

It seemed as possible.

Clearly, you see things quite differently.

Now, sometimes I think men and women must be two completely different species.

Yeah, I think it could be right.

And now I've embarrassed and humiliated myself all over again.

I'd like you to go now, please.

So you don't think less of me for a while?

It's stupid, Mom.

Of course not.

And please, just go.

It did mean something to me, sir.

Just go, please.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

Son.

Son.

Son.

It's all right.

It's all right.

He will come back.

He always comes back.

Don't you worry, Miss.

I'll wear a duvie on come, see time.

Thank you, Miss.

I'll wear a duvie on come, see time.

Thank you, Miss.

Is this someone who never finds her?

Oh, I'm so sorry to burst in like this.

But there's some dreadful news for poor mid-calm.

Is this a mother?

No, it isn't.

Back to your class, Lily.

What is it?

It's her father.

It's Robert Calm, it's been an accident.

His horse was found on the beach this morning.

I don't know how I'm going to tell the poor girl.

I was so attached to her.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

The

Until her body is recovered, we shall be able

to proceed with probate.

But I wanted to see you because of the child.

Mr. Kahn made a new will quite recently.

Naomi Newe was Major's legal guardian in the event of his death.

Were you aware of that?

No.

Mr.

He asked me informally in a friendly kind of way.

If I'd look after me if anything happened,

and of course I said I'd be glad to.

Good, good.

Um, had you spoken with him recently?

Of course we see it.

We saw each other almost every day.

And he seemed his usual self, not depressed or agitated?

Not at all.

He was worried about money,

and a little vexed with some of his fellow counsellors.

But...

Oh no, you can't think that...

He wouldn't do a thing like that.

Sorry.

Mr. Kim.

Where you have to, don't you?

Now, I wonder if you gentlemen will help settle an argument

between my friend and me.

You know all the ties and currants.

Man goes over the cliff of Maythol.

How long till his body washes up and where will it be?

This is unbearable.

Three days, I look well south of where he went to.

Will you mess through his somewhere like that?

What did I say?

He'd have shown well before now if it was going to.

Mr. Chappacarno went over, orson or...

That's the man?

And I think we'll find he doubled his life insurance before he was.

Shall we go?

Yes.

You don't think he killed himself, do you?

I can't see.

Sarah, I can't.

How can we know what's going on in another person's mind?

How can you know they hadn't simply just had enough?

Who don't understand?

I have to believe that it was next to me.

But he was thinking about the future because I can't bear to think they'd given up on life.

Well, my friend, I can't help you there.

But if you want my advice, you're the one I ought to be thinking about the future.

First conversation I had with you, you're still mourning a man that's been dead for nearly 20 years.

And now you're setting yourself up to spend the rest of your life mourning for another one.

You have to live the life that's there to be lived.

Bad things happen, life goes on.

Sarah, I'm leaving.

Kipplington.

I've had enough of the sewage farms and the small politics.

Not you as well.

You're the only thing that can make me stay.

Well, do. Do you stay?

You don't understand.

There are bigger things out there in the world and I want to be part of them.

Now, if I had a chance with you to be more than just a friend,

a damnit woman you must know and love with you.

Good morning. I understand.

So, I'm Kipplington.

There's real work for me to do there.

You can see another work coming and be nothing about it.

If you ever change your name.

I'll tell you, Kipp

Mrs. Khan.

Muriel.

I'm Emma Bedo's, a good friend of your husband's.

I've got some very sad news.

Robert was killed in a riding accident.

Robert, yes, Robert.

Your husband.

Am I coming home now?

Man that is born of a woman has about a short time to live and is full of misery.

You come with up and is cut down like a flower.

Not much cutting down the quiet from what I hear.

Never continue with in one story.

What do you mean?

The midst of life.

I mean this is consecrated ground.

Would you bury him in consecrated ground in your own?

You're not saying?

That's exactly what he's saying.

Excuse me.

To say it. Out loud if that's what you think.

Do you rather whisper behind your hand?

I think the recta...

Do you think he'd leave his daughter?

Do you think he'd abandon the woman he'd loved for years?

Even.

That's not the man I knew.

I know I won't excuse you.

You obviously knew him very well, Miss Burton.

Yes I did.

And I'm not ashamed to say it.

Please.

Don't know it.

I'm sorry.

Please.

The soul of our dear brother here departed.

We therefore commit his body to the ground.

Earth to birth.

Stay alive.

As he's to ashes.

Dust to our past.

Ensure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life

through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Are you all right?

I beg your pardon?

Do you have everything you want?

There's some bits and bobs if you're hungry.

Would you be Mrs. Bader's by any chance?

Yes.

And you are...

Sajmah.

Oh, we didn't think you'd come.

Why wouldn't I come?

I want to see my granddaughter.

Do you?

After all this time.

Better late than never.

And do you think she'll want to see you?

Why don't we find out?

Say your midge.

You're very like your mother was at your age.

Thank you.

Now, your father appointed Mrs. Bader as your legal guardian,

but I want you to come and live with me.

My nephew and his wife are at the castle now.

More to the point.

They have a gal, a little younger than you.

We haven't sent her to school yet.

She's had governesses.

We are thinking of a finishing school in France.

Oh Switzerland.

You could get together.

Oh, you could stay here with me.

She's at a very good school here, you know.

She's happy there and she's doing really rather well.

It might not be a good idea to disrupt her life at this stage.

Her life's already been disrupted.

Shall we ask the girl?

Would you prefer to stay here or come to Shropshire?

Oh, come and live with you, Grandfather.

Now that Daddy's dead, there's nothing to keep me here.

So be it then.

I assume you won't get to know about it.

No, no.

That's what me twice.

Good.

I'll see.

Have you seen Miss Burton?

I don't think she came back to the house.

Where's Miss Burton?

She's not here, Mrs. Bedo. She's clutching the train to London.

Although she did leave this letter for the chair of the governess.

Give it to me.

It was Lydia Holley.

She should be in room four, Mrs. Bedo.

Is this the London train?

It is.

What did you ask?

Did you see Miss Burton? Get off, Percy.

Thanks, Kelly.

You win there?

You'll be the jess of me, young lady.

Wait a minute, Percy.

Well, I must say, I never had you down as a bolter.

No, I am not a bolter.

So what's all this then?

Have a mistake here with the whole town laughing at me,

and not fit to be a headteacher.

Oh, for goodness sake, it'll die down.

You're not the first woman to embarrass herself in public.

I could tell you of the time my nickers fell down when I was presented the prizes at the Brass Band Festival.

Oh, I don't know what came over me. It's been going on for weeks.

I just had to bear it when he was gossiping over his grave.

He didn't kill himself. I know he didn't.

Sarah, I heard the gossip too. And it hurt me just as much as it hurt you.

I don't want to believe he killed himself either.

But I can't overlook. He changed his will before he died and left Midge for me to look after.

Doesn't really matter.

I loved him just the same.

Probably more than was good for me. And Jim.

Not yet, Percy. Put that down.

Right. We better get off this train before we both end up in London.

No, I can't.

Why? Because you've been disappointed in love during the queue.

When you came here six months ago, you blew your horn pretty loud.

You're full of plans for what you could do for our girls.

You can't leave now because your heart's been broken.

You'll find another teacher.

She won't.

No, that's not fair. No, it's not.

You made a big song and doubts about the waste if she'd had to leave.

Are you going to leave her in the lurch now? And all the other girls whose lives you could change?

Now that would be a waste, wouldn't it?

I know you're unhappy.

But running away won't make you any happier.

All right, Percy. We're getting out.

How's the little games for you?

Very well, good luck.

Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I am now in a position to announce the decision of the town planning committee with regard to the new housing estate.

After long deliberation, we have decided on schedule B.

No.

Schedule B, that's the cold arbicide.

That is the decision of the committee, Councillor Huggins.

That's impossible.

That's impossible.

I assure you, Councillor Huggins, that the vote, a unanimous one, as it turned out, has chosen schedule B.

The overriding reason being that recent land speculation has forced up land values on lean furry wastes so that a compulsory council purchase would be a very bad bargain.

This is an historic day for the South Riding, and a vindication of the theory of public-private partnership.

No doubt you're pleased with the outcome, Mrs. Meadows.

It's hard to feel pleased about anything just now, Mr. Snath.

Yes, very sad, very sad.

However, the council may have an opportunity to acquire May thought.

The House and grounds could be converted into a municipal care home for mental incurables.

We might even name it after car.

The Robert Carr Memorial Hospital has got a good ring to it, don't you think?

Excuse me, Mr. Snath.

The House and the House have been

a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

The House and the House have been a very good place to work.

Those of you who are

will find the world a lot more complicated than it looks.

As you get older you know fewer things for certain, not more.

You've heard me say before question everything, question yourselves, question authority.

But open your eyes, your ears and your eyes.

Your hearts too.

Above all enjoy your lives and live to the full.

Please don't ever be afraid.

The future belongs to you.

The future belongs to you.

The future belongs to you.