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Quite so.

Then I wish you better luck than Mr. Brewster.

In Norfolk.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

I imagine the most hazardous part of the journey

will be getting past Mrs. Trotter in the morning.

Whoa, that was a shaker, Naomi's take.

I just thought Mr. Brewster had never guessed.

It wouldn't have been much of a spy if you had.

Dirty business spy.

Pfft.

Here, are we going to need a doctor's prescription for champagne?

Ouch, go ahead and do your duty.

Leave the door open.

I don't want to see you back till you've done it.

Right?

Oh, he's done like his cold morning.

He's getting on a bit, oh, Fred, isn't that the fact?

Mr. Star, he's never said cold.

Mr. Star, you're letting all her fog in.

You're going to complain about the fault, Mrs. Seam.

If we'd had moonlight last night,

we'd have had the gothers over now.

Bit of a fault than bonds, eh?

Anyway, it's theory now.

Any chance of a cup of tea, Mary?

Oh, Mr. Star, I'm just young busy.

Hope you sell for this not too much, children.

The Lummin's are his more trouble than all the guests put together.

General's kidney is already married.

Keep them off for a minute, Mrs. Corcoran will be in fine.

Watch out, there goes stay up.

But Lord Prabt's ending, the ready.

I've got them to do first.

I'll do it on the back of the cell for you.

Where's Maryman?

If I might make some bonus to your ask.

He was up out the night with that young officer,

stuck in the party.

Anyway, it was not the only one, so we're only down here.

Here, Fred, you're back already.

I'm not sure you've done your duty.

Get your hands back in the shape of a dog's tail.

It's not quite good enough, old son.

No, right?

There's a bit in the feet.

Tell you someone else that I ain't good enough,

and all that's the general.

Get his kidneys, woman, either.

He's lucky he's getting them at all.

The living unit is the ease of sending voice

off to die in the trenches.

Oh, so good sake.

Careful, you two shut them kidneys

send them up to this place.

I'll make the tea to make it up to serve.

If there's one thing we're not going short of

in this hotel, it's standards.

Whatever else we may go short of.

How long, Fred, old son?

Upstairs.

He's not lying there.

He'd have to fly off the end, or not, that.

I suppose Madam was losing one of her brothers

at the front like that.

Oh, come on.

She hardly knew him.

She must have left home when he was five or six years old.

Not grief and misery in this, but without caring all over

so many who hardly know.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

All right.

I'll take him out of here.

Here.

Oh, well, I've gone from France, Madam.

Oh, don't you?

It's our.

General's kidney, Spadden.

They're my general's kidney, please.

OK.

This is Lordship, all right, Madam?

Yeah.

Oh, he was when we expect to return to the front line trenches

tomorrow.

Did he get the hamper all right?

Yeah, he said the wine and the game pies went down a treat.

I see Captain Tankery in the casualty list this morning.

Oh, yeah, I really am.

You missing or killed?

Killed?

Did you see what they say, Madam?

There were 750,000 casualties in the Somme battle.

That makes you think of anything.

Yep.

And I'll tell you what it makes me think.

Makes me think we'll give him a good time while there are.

There's one thing we can do.

Oh, come on, put it down there.

Oh, made it happen.

There he is, there.

If you're someone in the room, you can tell him we'll pull up.

Madam.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

And this is for you.

Yeah, just a minute.

Oh, hold on.

Don't go.

I'm sorry, sir, but if he was one in a room.

Yeah, my wife and I would like a room and a private sitting room.

Yeah.

It's OK.

I'm very sorry, sir.

We're full right up.

Hi.

I see.

Look, we don't know anyone in London.

I wonder, could you perhaps recommend somewhere else?

Well, sir, it isn't easy to get accommodation in London at the moment.

I mean, what would staff being hard to find?

I'm afraid all the hotels are rather booked up.

Oh, Ian, what are we going to do?

It's all right, Fade.

Don't worry.

Maybe the taxi driver knows somewhere quiet.

It's just that we knew of this place, you see.

I'm going to stop.

Mrs. Trotter.

Oh, hi.

I'm Captain McLean, and this is my wife.

Do not know you.

Oh, no, no, I don't think so.

Oh, that's funny.

I don't usually forget a place.

How long did you want to stay then?

Well, we would like to stay for a week or so, but if you could fit us in just for tonight,

you see, we just traveled down from Scotland.

My wife's rather tired.

Only from France, are you?

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, well, in that case, better see what we can do.

Start?

Madam.

We've kept you in Mrs. McLean in number seven.

Yes, Madam.

All right.

It's beautiful.

I'm sure Mrs. one of their best rooms.

Yeah.

Oh, Ian, are you sure?

I mean, I know the Bantic is terribly expensive.

Listen, I don't care if it costs a million.

I got two whole wonderful weeks with my own darling, wonderful little wife.

I still didn't quite believe it.

Neither do they.

The people in the hotel, I mean, I don't think they believe we're married.

Oh, Ian, that's awful.

I was only joking.

I'll show them that.

Then they'll know.

You're such a funny little thing.

Why?

Why, am I?

Oh, excuse me, sir.

Madam.

Compliments, Mrs. Trotter.

Well, no.

What do you think of that, my dear?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, and please, snack, Mrs. Trotter, for me.

Oh, I will, sir.

Thank you.

Do you think she saw it?

Sure she did.

Champagne!

Champagne in the morning!

We're not really going to drink it, are we?

Well, certainly we are.

We are going to eat drink and be merry quick.

We have.

Erm...

Erm...

Erm...

I don't know where we are.

Er, yes, well, shall I just attach it to you?

Hey, bloody dog!

Stop!

You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Fred.

Letting me down like that.

Well, this time you can just stay there until you have done your duties.

What's more, not having my stuff coming downstairs later than the guests.

And don't tell me there's a war on.

There is a lot of extra work, Bob.

Oh, yes, a great teal at sports.

You're just going to find you, good wages.

I don't, Sartre, need a go before the war.

If you're not up to the job, you just let me know and you can clear off here and out.

Yeah, well, don't want to make too much of it.

Just so long as...

You sense that that taxi's coming on?

Don't say your pain's flying low.

You can't pay night or day light.

You're one of ours.

Oh, no, it ain't!

Oh, man!

What?

Oh, God!

Here, are you all right?

It is for my secret.

Oh, it's not here.

Hey, you're an actual unit.

Hey?

Oh, dear, oh, dear, don't let the leather look cover you.

Hey, hey!

Hey, hold on.

Hang on.

It's so good.

There you go.

Hang on.

Hang on.

I'm not going to get a baby to something.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Mary!

Oh!

Oh, baby, get some pain.

It is very, very strong pain.

Oh, Mary, Mrs. Starr, are you all right, Mum?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Thanks to him.

Bloody old fool.

I cannot understand what has happened.

Someone has broken the windows in my room.

Yeah, well, I should think once I miss Mrs. Paintberry's,

Jerry's dropped a few bombs a week.

Oh, is that it?

What do you like?

This is pretty cool.

It's all like other things that we call the kitchen.

It's really cool.

It's all like any of you.

Mrs. Starr, it's really good to do.

No, no, it's all like having a clay and it's nothing serious.

What is it like to do?

All right, Mrs. Mann.

It's a bomb falling in the yard.

It's blown in the kitchen door and I thought it was having a spirit.

Yeah, you don't have to tell me that.

Yeah, what about my cellar?

Hey, my God.

You can't stand that way.

You can't stand that way.

No, you can't stand that way.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

Hey.

Where are you, boy?

Fred?

Fred?

Here, here.

Why not you're doing it?

Don't touch that.

Whatever you do.

Don't touch that rubble.

Why not?

Because I owe you not to.

Now, now, now, now.

This is my hotel.

This is my hotel.

This is my hotel.

This is my hotel.

This is my hotel.

And I'll get the orders here.

So you just care off like a good chap.

But madam, I happen to observe the bombs as they descend.

Oh, that must have been nice for you.

I was standing at the junction of Duke Street and Rider Street at the time,

and I observed two bombs fall into this yard.

You can't see this yard from Duke Street.

In the direction of this yard.

Oh.

Now, only one bomb exploded.

So it is my opinion that there is an unexploded bomb under that pile of rubble.

I don't believe it.

And if you are the proprietor madam, I would recommend that you evacuate the hotel.

Oh, yes.

And where do you recommend we should all go there?

Well, the guests can go to another hotel and then they'll start.

But your information, they'll read another hotel or the bench, apart from that, they're all full.

What else?

Well, some volunteer ladies have set up a rest center behind Harris.

Oh, that does sound nice.

That does.

Oh, yes, that's just the ticket for a deaf old dowger and a couple of generals and a honeymoon couple and half a dozen officers on leave.

And a doss your way to it won't anywhere else since God knows when.

How long do you recommend we should stay there?

Well, I suggest that you should stay there until the army have sent some trained personnel to dig out the bomb and render it harmless.

Yeah, well, the army can do what it likes, but I'm not going nowhere.

Just for the staff and the guests.

Well, that's until then, innit?

Right.

I shall report to the army.

Good idea.

All right, come along, you justice.

Come along.

No.

Hurry, unsapey.

Come on.

Come along.

Get us all the way.

Quickly.

That's what cost me just a cashier.

The bankers and James.

Don't know more about bombs than what I do.

See you better leave it, just in case.

Great for the army.

You're going running off with me.

The plane's coming over.

I'm scampering back any minute now.

You want more words?

But madam, eat this.

I'll keep the hotel going, of course.

But I shall quite understand if any of my guests would rather leave.

Oh, we'll stay, won't we, you?

I don't know, darling.

If anything happened to you, I'd never forgive myself.

And if there really is a bomb, Mrs. Trotter, it was very good of you to find room for us.

Oh, Ian, how can you?

Of course we're not leaving. It's exciting.

Well, honey, there's really nothing exciting about a bomb.

We're staying.

I know you.

You're Bushy's girl.

No, I'm not.

It's not me, Bush.

She bought you a tattoo two or three years ago.

You and your little brother, little boy blow-up called him.

He was going to the pentamine.

So what's going on, then?

You won't tell him, will you?

Well, I don't know what to tell him yet.

Where does he think you are?

In Scotland, staying with my sister.

Yeah.

He sent me there as soon as the first septum came over.

Sent you there to keep you safe. That's why I'm worried.

So what's the rest of the story?

Ian's grandfather went to Canada from Scotland, so Ian came to the village to look for his first friend.

You met and fell in love.

Well, we met in the church.

Ian was trying to read the parish registers, and I helped him.

Then Ian went away to France.

And Faye wrote to me every single week.

I didn't get too many letters, you see.

Oh, I'll see.

So then when Ian came on, leave, he came and stayed in the village.

And we decided to run away and get married at Gretner Green.

You didn't think of asking your dad and doing your properly.

Oh, I wanted to, but Faye wouldn't let me.

I knew he wouldn't agree.

He'd have said I was too young.

He thinks I'm still a child. He does, really.

Oh, he does, does he?

How old are you?

I'm 18.

And you've been in the nursery in the school room, and thanks to the war, you never came out, eh?

Well, oh, Mrs. Trotter, don't help her power here. Please say you won't.

Well, it's none of my business, is it?

Come on, Jew, I don't say it like you if you ask me.

But I don't suppose he would, would you?

Oh, thank you.

Thanks.

You just let me know if you change your mind.

Stay in on.

Oh, we shan't.

Darling, we are going to have to tell your dad sometime.

Oh, but not yet.

I'm so glad Mrs. Trotter knows.

Now we can stay here all through your leave.

We can pretend this is our own dear little home.

And the bum makes everything perfect.

The bum?

Oh, yes, don't you see.

Now I can share the danger with you.

And when you go back to the trenches, I shall know exactly what it's like.

Let's go and have lunch at the ritz.

Oh, yes!

These grasps are covered in dust, but it doesn't seem very broad and glass on them.

They're just nicely home. I think they're all right when they've looked.

Too late to go to make for dinner, I know that.

Oh, Ethel.

I can't help it.

I'm all of a trim, though.

Yeah.

There's somebody messing about in these.

Here.

There's somebody messing about in the yard.

Go and see who it is, Ethel.

The person the bum goes off.

Well, I should imagine it when if children start clambering all over it.

Oh!

What's that?

Well, it's certainly not the bum knocking at the door.

Come on, pull yourself together, Ethel, and see who it is.

Oh!

Who is it, Ethel?

It's Ethel.

Sorry to disturb you, miss.

Oh, that's right.

Come in.

Oh, good.

Good afternoon.

Look at your spot of bother out there.

And if you catch it, there's nothing.

What's the sign for that?

Well, there he takes.

He goes in the dust, and he's going to shift that bother, are you?

Oh, I'm afraid it's not quite as easy as all that.

This is Trot, this is the army of yesterday.

Did they find it?

Did they find it?

Did you find the bomb?

No, miss.

I'm afraid we have got a nasty one here.

Oh, dear.

Not visible, you see.

You're in trouble.

Here!

You watch what you're doing out there.

At least vibration could set it off.

You're a delicate mechanism, you know.

Oh, dear me.

Supposing it goes off with all of us in here.

It won't let him.

Not while I'm here, it won't.

Leave an unexpredded bomb alone.

Do not fiddle with it.

It will not go off.

Right, he used to say an indie with the time this.

Don't bite them.

It won't bite you.

Would you like a couple of tea?

I don't want to make you sure.

Well, I've got to be here for a few days.

I'd say we could provide a few army Russians.

A few days?

Oh, it won't take as long as that.

Will you, even before you can move it?

Well, the trouble is...

Look, you might have fussed it down.

This don't weather plays up my wound.

Of course not, dear.

Make that to you, I thought.

Just a second.

Yeah.

The trouble is, you see, I cannot ascertain what kind of explosive device it is.

This is not what I'm talking about.

If it were visible to the naked eye,

or be able to assess the situation, take a probe in action.

That makes it very difficult to lend us.

It had not been exposed to sight.

What, what, rubble laying on the top of it?

Or I cannot judge to what depth it may have penetrated to?

So, unfortunately, I cannot rely on my own judgment,

which I would otherwise be able to do.

Oh, I see.

So what will you do?

Well, I should be obliged to call in the experts,

and have a look at it before taking any action.

I can't risk blowing up all you nice people, can I?

Well, how long will that take?

Only other portter, Mr. Starr,

his little dog was out in the yard when it happened.

Well, he might be buried alive under all that rubble.

Oh, I see.

Oh, it's very unfortunate that, yeah.

Of course, if it was human being, I might have to risk it.

Or if it was just myself, it might take a chance,

even for a dumb animal.

But you see, all I don't mind putting myself in danger,

that's my job.

But when the civilians involved, that's another matter.

No, I see.

Well, I think you must have the courage of a lion, both of you.

I mean, most people had run a mile when they came across a bomb,

but you have to go right up to it and make it safe for the rest of us.

Where's that tea for the Sergeant Ethel?

It's just kind, Mrs. Cochrant.

I suppose you have to volunteer for this lie to work.

Some do. Some don't.

I wish you could set Mr. Starr's mind addressed when we are the other.

He's very fond of his little dog, he really is.

Yeah. All right. I'll tell you what I'll do.

Our expedite matters as far as I possibly can.

You know, it's amazing how long a little dog could last better than life.

Now, one of our officers up at the front, a little terrier,

was in the trench and got a directive from a shell.

Now, do you know how long it was before we dug that little dog out?

Three weeks. Three weeks?

And not a scratch on him.

In the meantime, I will take a little bit of a little bit of a little bit.

I will take full responsibility for that bomb while I'm here.

Hey, you.

Nip out there and board up that back gate.

Yes, Mr. Steve, right?

Oh, sorry.

Don't be scared, Mr. Steve.

Yeah. I'm not having an eating on duty. Go on. Get out there.

Yes, I am.

Hey, that's a shame.

Ethel.

You were a bit hard on him, Sergeant.

Him?

Yeah.

You know what he is? He's a conchie.

Never.

What's he doing in uniform, Dad?

Oh, well, he come up before the tribunal, and they soon sent him to the right about him.

They said he wasn't fit for active service.

He's had come to him to the non-combatant corps for bomb clearance and stress-abearing.

So that is our... Oh, I've got the pleasure of his company.

Well, I'm never.

That's a disgrace.

Give him classes for the say to him.

Who do?

Well, the peaceful one, people. Oh, yes, well, no, that is.

Sit up, mock, try and build and teach all these pacifists how to get away with it.

Whatever, next. I think they should always send the prison the old lot of them.

So they shouldn't? The cowards.

I tell you one thing.

If Mrs. Trot, tell me what you want, she wouldn't have him in the police.

No more, she would. I tell you one thing, Sergeant.

There's not one person in this hotel who is now out and soul in the war effort.

I'm very glad to hear that, madam.

Oh, well.

No piece for the wicked.

I'd better get back and report to my headquarters.

Oh, perhaps I should see them prior to first and explain the situation to him.

I'll take you out.

Hello, it's all right.

Farm me a way.

Mrs. Trot, it doesn't like people wondering about the hotel.

Oh, well, yeah.

If you ask me that Sergeant reckons he's found a cushy billard and he don't mean to move on before he has to.

Wonder where he was from, did you?

I could make a guess. I know he fenced it a nice, soft cushion to sit on.

Mr. Merriman, you shouldn't say such things. Didn't you notice all the metals he was wearing?

Oh, yeah, I noticed. He went through all those campaigns.

It always, you would have to keep me served out of harm's way.

Just my luck.

What is?

First time soldier comes to the hotel and he has to be a conchie.

Oh.

Not a very much good doctor.

Oh, well.

That day.

We would go on laughing in the thank you, sir.

I got it.

I turned off eating.

Just kidding.

I'm having nothing tomorrow.

You were the only problem in the world.

And I was the only poor.

Come on, darling.

I'm going to go.

I'm going to go.

I'm going to go.

Right, stop. That's the last of them. You can look up now.

Oh, yes.

We will leave that to be all, sir.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Darling, breakfast.

Oh, yes. Just coming.

Thank you so much.

Ready.

A coffee, darling?

I'll pour.

Right.

Milk?

Yeah, just a...

Just a little.

And one lump of sugar?

Ah, two.

Oh, yes.

Thanks.

Darling?

Are you sure that's how it's supposed to be?

Yeah.

God, Faye, I feel such a...

I thought you knew.

No.

I thought it was just kissing or something.

Yeah.

I wouldn't have heard or upset you for the world.

I don't want to talk.

No, no, no.

I was just going to say that I won't touch you again.

Damn!

No, come in.

Oh, yes. Yes, of course.

Just thought I'd let you know we're going to have our bomb a bit longer than what we thought.

Oh, I see you.

So, I'm afraid the hotel won't be very comfortable.

Can't go anywhere and put the windows back.

We'll be chill, starved.

And what were the you, Boj, the food, don't want it used to be.

So, I just thought you might rather move out.

Well, uh...

Well, it won't go off, so they say...

Oh, no, we'll stay. We like it here.

Yes.

Yeah, well, by the way, I had a telegram from Sir Rodney this morning.

He had a bit more savvy than what we thought.

Oh, you won't tell him we're here.

Oh, you did ask if he was here.

Oh, don't tell him.

I don't want him to know him or Mother. I don't want them here.

Well, I reckon that telegram got hit by a bomb, don't you?

Thanks.

Well, make this comfortable as we can.

Just let me know if you change your minds.

Are you sure you don't want to go back home to your parents?

No.

No, of course not.

I want to give you a wonderful leave.

We still can't, can't we? I mean...

Oh, yes, of course.

I mean, that's not all that matters.

That other side of things is not all that important.

Really?

No.

You're my footballer, Keckle.

Do what you like.

You can use that teapot.

Thanks.

Do you like, Keckle?

No, thanks.

Where's Mrs. Cockrell?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Where's Mrs. Cockrell?

She goes out, Sunday night.

She's gone to see her spiritualist friend.

Spiritualist?

I've never used Mrs. in action.

Like a few other people I could mention.

She's trying to get in touch with him.

Ethel, don't you think...

I'll thank you to call my Miss Petipha.

Sorry?

Don't I think what?

Don't you think I would do what I think is right?

Well, why should you think you're right and everyone else is wrong?

Not everyone.

There's this gentleman, Mr. Russell.

I heard him speak once.

And Clifford Allen.

He's the chairman of the No Conscription Fellowship.

Now, they're pacifists.

And they went to prison for her.

Oh, labor.

Hey, Miss, I thought they were, right?

What they said I did, but...

What happened when you went up before the tribunal?

They asked me if I went to church.

And I said I did.

Well, chat with me.

And they said that the bishops said we ought to fight.

And I said I can't help what the bishops say.

I have to follow my own conscience.

Well, why can't your conscience tell you to fight the Germans?

I mean, I won't run.

Won't I invite him Belgium and everything?

I thought you was meant to be talking after that bomb.

They want to make peace.

They do.

The Germans.

Oh, they...

I didn't know that.

But anyway, they can't be on fire at just the same.

But maybe they wouldn't.

Well, if this German's the thinkers I do, and we all got together,

well, you see what I mean, don't you?

We shouldn't go on fighting just for the sake of it.

Don't...

Why'd you have to be different?

Why can't you just...

Go out there and kill Germans?

That's what you want me to do, isn't it?

Yes.

I think you're a coward if you really want to know.

I don't even want more coward.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Take it.

What?

Kill me, go on.

What do you mean?

You think I'm wrong?

Well, then take it.

Go on, kill me.

Couldn't, I couldn't do that.

Well, then now you know how I feel.

If they could have been it in my hand and told me to stab a German in the stomach,

I couldn't do it.

I'd kill myself first.

Don't talk like that.

Don't talk like that.

Don't worry.

Probably be afraid to, anyway.

Well, that's the worst of it.

The other fellows, they know one way or the other, but me.

Maybe it's like they say.

Being a pacifist is just an excuse.

Maybe I really am a coward.

You know.

Oh, now you're not.

Yes, ma'am?

What's going on here?

I thought you were supposed to be guarding that bomb.

Out!

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm a shame to you.

Hope not me in a conch, eh?

He thinks what he's doing is right, Mrs. Trotter.

Oh, he does, does he?

And he says for others who think the same is a Mr. Russell and another gentleman,

and they both imprison doing our labor.

Oh, Bertie Russell doing our labor.

That would be the day.

He asks for special treatment, and he got it.

He's sitting in there, confused you, please.

Having his own phone sent in and writing his books.

I'll make that young man of yours.

He has not been making advances, has he?

No, he hasn't.

No, he's got lovely, ma'am.

Is he asked really?

A man that, being a pacifist, will.

He really does believe in it.

Oh, yeah, I'm sure he does, sitting in here.

And a cushy billot while better men than him are getting killed.

She'll need you anymore tonight.

Better get off to bed now.

Yes, Mrs. Trotter.

She's right.

If I really believe in it, I ought to be ready to die for it.

Oh, no.

No.

No.

No.

Mary, the Disney.

Mary?

You haven't said that, you're ever looking.

I don't like that.

Mary, what is it?

Mary, put yourself together.

That's it, let her marry.

She's got a letter, and she just got it.

She's got that news.

She's got that news.

Come on now.

She's got it.

Oh, go.

Yeah, come on.

What is he?

Right?

Oh!

It's been killed.

I've got it, it's been killed.

I've got it, it's been killed.

I'm Stevie, and I've got it.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Here, will we, will we, this is sorry, Mary?

This is Facey, didn't really know him, did you?

I mean, you're like, you're as that clowns.

I'm supposed to come, but I...

No, it's not.

I never knew him.

That's the worst of it.

I never knew him.

When David died, I thought...

I never really knew him.

And I won't let this happen with Gareth.

When he comes home, one leave, I thought...

I spent some time with him, going with him, getting to know him.

You want to know your own brother?

And now he's dead.

I'll never see him again.

You can't be right, can you?

You can't be right.

You can't be right.

First David and I'll carry it.

And the 16 boys gone from one village, all in the same regiment.

All in the same battle.

You can't be right.

Well, no.

I suppose not.

At least they were together.

Come right tonight.

But what about those that's left behind?

Well, those are sweeter.

And sisters.

Mary, you mustn't upset yourself like this.

I know it's very hard.

You know, Marmato, life must go on.

Is that what you'd say for Lord Islamia was killed?

I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that.

It's all right.

Do you think I don't know how every telegram that comes makes me wonder?

No, I shouldn't have.

You give me a glass of brandy.

You know what I'm going to do with you?

Send your own to Wales for a few days.

See the clamor.

Have a good cry and get it all out your system.

How are you getting on then, Sergeant?

Hey.

How are you getting on?

Oh, oh, yes.

Yeah, well, unfortunately, there's been a big demand for bomb experts.

What were the zippings and the moonlight gothars?

Now these daylight raids were very unexpected they wasn't.

Yeah, I'm afraid they'd rather got us on the op.

Wouldn't you expect you were expert then?

Oh, the officer from Royal Auden School.

Well, I have put him our request in trippicoot.

But if we want to go on and understand, naturally, our boys at the front must come first, mustn't they?

Oh, yes, I suppose so.

Sir, I do expect to respond to some headquarters any day now.

I did request them to expedite.

Poor Mr. Starr.

Every minute he gets up he's out there searching the streets.

Do you ask me, poor Fred's a gunner?

It's not missing, but he's killed, ain't it?

If there's a Mr. Starr, if he knew the truth one way or another.

Hey, we're going to be short-handed tonight.

And tomorrow night, the police are probably setting me up to wait.

Oh, that's a good idea, Mr. Merriman.

Give her a chance to get over her bereavement.

Very thought.

Oh, I go say very thoughtful, but it all come back on us.

I know that, yes, I know that.

What's that?

Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

Stop it!

Go!

Yeah, what are you doing?

Hey, you leave that alone.

I'm just looking to see if there is a fault.

No?

You leave it alone.

I owe you to leave that alone!

I'm not taking your orders. I'm not a soldier.

You keep telling me that.

Who killed you?

Fuzz in the door, I thought quick.

Ethel!

If there's a tell me, Mr. Starr, keep the guests away.

The windows in case he goes off.

Oh, sir.

Chloe.

It's all right.

There isn't a fault.

Just a load of bricks knocked down.

Must have been the one that fell across the way.

Brought the wall down.

It might be a bomb underneath it.

There isn't.

I've been right down to the cobblestones.

Oh, well, what a relief.

Sorry, Mr. Starr.

I'm afraid you're a little dummy.

You wouldn't have made any difference if we'd found him any sooner.

He must have died at once.

Yes.

Well, I'll just...

I'll put a piece of sack in here for him.

Perhaps you'd like me to, uh, no, uh...

I'll see to it. Thank you all the same.

Me and Fred, we've always looked out for each other.

You might have got those old kilts!

Oh, have you caught Marshall for this?

Sergeant, you won't, will you?

Oh, I shouldn't think so.

After all, we'd all have to give evidence, wouldn't we?

Oh, yeah, I'd be prepared to give a little time off of it.

Far as I'm concerned.

Be a pleasure, Sergeant.

Oh, well, uh...

I'll have to consider that in the circumstances.

I'll, uh...

I'll reconsider it.

And, uh, I might just give him one more chance.

Just this once.

I'll put it down to, uh...

Excessive zeal.

Oh!

That's all the hot water bottles in the beds.

And I gave Mrs. Peterborough her camomile tea.

She had me what her glasses on, so she tipped me.

Huh? Look.

You better pass it on.

Oh, yeah, that's not bad, considering what I mean, I'm devil.

She is.

It's very good of you to help.

Oh.

I'm glad I can be useful.

You can kept him a claims, not the bad assistant waiter, Nada.

Oh, from being a bit buffy.

That's a common point among writers.

I'm that puffy.

Now, this what they all say.

Man, I may have had a few drinks, but I'm not buffy.

Well, shut the bottle over.

A little bit loud.

No, no, no, no, no.

The pleasure.

Ooh, what's wrong?

Funny to think that this time, next week,

I'll be back in France.

Funny is the word, huh?

You have to laugh.

Hey? I mean, you do. You have to laugh.

Yeah, the worst thing is all the more you have to laugh.

We'll get through them, otherwise.

You must have been in the trenches, Mrs. Trotter.

No, I can't say what I have. Not yet.

There you are out there in the forward trench, stooping along.

Trying to keep your head down below the parapet.

Because you're scared to death or getting it blowing off.

That is pretty funny, too, right? Scared to death.

Plow.

Anyway.

There you are.

Stooping along.

And there's this soldier leaning against the parapet, see?

And you lock him to him and he falls over.

But the fella behind is shoving along, too, because he's scared to death of getting his head shot off, too.

So you tread on this soldier, only your foot goes right through him.

And this awful smell comes up.

So...

So the fella behind makes some bad joke about it.

Well, what else can he do?

You can't help the poor bugger.

Well, you can't, can you?

No. No, of course not.

You know, one morning we looked out.

And...

There was this fella caught on the barbed wire.

Must have been out in the raid the night before.

Only the trouble was he wasn't dead.

And the more he tried to free himself, the more tangled up he got.

So...

You know what we did?

We laughed.

Well, we laughed at him.

And then the Germans started taking potshots at him and we laughed even more.

Well, you can't help.

You can't help wondering if you'll get caught the next time.

And whether the other fellas will try to rescue you or just laugh.

You know?

Come on, I shouldn't be talking like this.

I mean, you're not supposed to mention things like this at home.

I should not be talking like this in front of Fay.

No, you don't want to worry about her.

These old bushes go...

They're not strong in the much he looks.

That's what made me spot her first.

Come on, you two. Off to bed.

Can't have my stuff getting blown drunk in the dispense.

Mrs. Trotter, you are a Trump.

Oh, cool. Get along with you.

You can only use you all the same. Go on.

Just a minute.

You don't take that. Don't let him have too much.

Now, you take a drop yourself.

Just you hold him in your arms and don't you worry about nothing else.

So you're scared to do the going back.

Clive, what are you doing here?

Can't you see?

I just wanted to tell you.

I volunteered to go to France.

Oh, Clive, you haven't?

Well, only for digging out mines and shells.

Or stretcher bearing.

I can't kill anybody, I think.

I can't, really.

Oh, Clive, I'm glad you can't.

Are you?

Are you in?

Mm.

Was this for me?

No. I've just been plucking a goose.

I've never been given one of these before.

I'll keep it as a souvenir.

You're better not.

Someone might get the wrong idea.

I'll keep it.

It remind me of you.

Wait.

You better keep this with you.

Oh.

It belonged to me, Grand.

You know, she brought me up.

I came to me when she died.

Here.

Beth.

I mean, that would mean...

Does that mean...

we're engaged?

Well, it might, might not.

Oh, Clive.

Only, er...

there's something you ought to know.

If I get ill or anything in France,

I don't get a pension.

I'm not going to count on being a conscientious objector.

Refusing active service.

You weren't fit for active service anyway.

You could have just said nothing and failed your medical.

That wouldn't have been right, Ethel.

Oh, good night.

You and your glowing conscience.

Oh, Ian.

Yeah, this is for you.

I'll let them drop it.

It's got a couple of bottles in it.

Oh, thanks, Louisa.

Wonderful.

I just, I leave, I felt like I could ask for.

Well, I'm glad to hear it.

Say, I haven't had my, er, my bill yet.

There's no bill.

Might no charge.

Oh, no.

Oh, I can't charge the staff for staying here, can I?

Oh, thanks, Louisa.

It'll be all good of you.

Take care of yourself.

No one but officers to stay in.

She won't charge them.

But they're straight.

It really will be a remediation.

Oh, yes, through a nation.

Thank you for everything.

Is that?

And if there is a baby,

I hope you'll be the godmother.

Oh, well, I'm not quite suited to that.

I'll come to the christy.

I would have forgot that.

Where are you off to, Nellie?

Wonderful.

As soon as I've seen Ian off, I'm going home.

We'll give me a girl's teapal.

Right.

Goodbye.

Come on, man.

Here, you can tell him he's telegramaroid this morning.

I can't think I would go delayed.

Thanks again.

Bye-bye.

Mr. Merriman?

Mr. Merriman?

Hey, hey, hey.

Time for the serum, money, Mr. Merriman.

Hey.

Eh.

Hey.

Hey, how are they, Fred?

They're really great.

They're great.

They're memory-fried by Fox Terrier,

and died for his country.

They rest in peace.

Yeah, well, how's it then?

Yeah.

Could I have a word with you, please, madam, with asshole?

Yeah, come in.