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I have something to say.

- If it's about the lavatory seat...
- No, it's not. It's very much not.

- Sven has proposed.
- Say no.

And I have said yes.

I adored your father, but I haven't had
a gentleman in my life for eight years.

And Sven is resourceful
and he's handsome and I love him.

- This is so exciting.
- Thank you, darling.

- Morning, everyone.
- Morning, Nancy.

- Missed you.
- Missed you, too.

Anyway, can we talk about me

because I have just told you
I'm getting married.

We will need to interview him.

Who is getting married, you or me?

I'm sure you'll want to run your eyes
over our potential spouses.

Fine.

THE DURRELLS Episode 6

Why you have them,
all of these animals?

- The same reason you have a family.
- My mother make me.

Well, normally,
it's to enjoy their company.

But you're right, Lugaretzia,

I should invite people
to come and enjoy them, too.

I might need some more.

Work is so boring.

I'm stuck indoors,
and she's drawn the shutters now.

It's like I'm working down a mine.

A mine filled with Louis Quinze
furniture.

If she didn't have this annoying
depression thing,

we'd go travelling and shopping,
and I'd chat to Angel.

Can't Dr. Petridis help?

Oh, I'll get through it.

No, help the Countess?

No. She blames it on the shock
of her husband dying.

Her world's been smaller ever since.

At this rate, she'll end up
in a wardrobe.

Money can't buy you happiness, can it?

But it can buy you some lovely
haute couture to be unhappy in.

It's just as well, we don't have any
money, really, and neither does Sven.

Are you still wanting to get married?

Since this morning?

Yes, I think so.

Well, we'll see.

We'd like your answers
down on paper, please.

Sorry, my lawyers advised me
not to put anything in writing.

Can I just say, I don't care who
my mother marries, I'm enjoying this.

Come on, why do you want
to marry Mrs. Durrell?

- Because I love her.
- That's easy to say.

- Yes, it is.
- Damn, he's good.

Money isn't everything, of course,
but is it true you don't have any?

I have some land, I am rich
in strength and in spirit.

- May I have one of your goats?
- No.

Voltaire said that God created sex
and priests created marriage.

- Thoughts?
- None.

I come home late with a handsome boy,

wanting to get to know
each other better.

Much better. What do you do?

I'll have to hurry you.

I ask your mother.

Hello, Sven. So you're getting
the full Durrells assault?

Yes.

Would you leave, please?
You're not one of us.

Are you thinking of having children
with our mother?

Because that would be a bad idea.

I think the joke is over now,
don't you?

- May I borrow a goat?
- I will discuss it with them.

Thank you.

I feel like an intruder in this house.

- Why?
- Your family are fine individually.

Well, not really.

But together,
it's like living with bees,

buzzing in my face,
little stings the whole time.

And it's really crowded.

Just do what I do, shout at them.

- I can't, they're not my family.
- You really can.

We'll do it together.

Let's find a place of our own.

We're 22, Larry.

Of course.

Sure. I'd love that.

You're worried about what your
mother will say, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

- Where are the other two judges?
- Larry and Nancy are canoodling.

And Gerry's opening the Durrell Zoo.

So, may I marry Sven?

Well, we like him.

He's lovely, isn't he?

Well, we're worried he's a bit
too young and handsome.

- Are we?
- Are we?

Look, if you marry an old chap

and it goes wrong,
he won't be alive that long.

Do bear that in mind.

ZOO

You don't have to do this,
Mrs. Durrells.

I know.

Tell him your mind
was disturbed when you said yes.

- What have you got against Sven?
- Nothing.

Except he's not Greek
and he's not British.

Well, a lot of people aren't, Spiros.

If you must marry again,
have my friend Labros.

You will never run out of bread.

- Is he a baker?
- No, he just likes bread.

Shall we go?

- Where are we going?
- Sven's house.

No!

- Well done for passing your audition.
- They are good company.

I'm lending Gerry a goat
and I am working on Leslie.

So, when do you want to get married?

There's no rush.

Let's do it soon.

What do you mean by soon?

A week, two.

Well... shouldn't we get to know
each other better first?

No. It's romantic, fun.

You're revealing hidden shallows, Sven.

I like it.

Also, I don't believe in...

...you know, before marriage.

Oh. Well, we'd better get
married quickly, then.

I've been living
for my family for so long.

It's time I started living for myself.

And for you.

So, in two weeks... a wedding.

I do hope Alecko isn't grumpy.

Yes, we must discourage
touching the exhibits.

In Athens Zoo, I saw a tapir bite off
a visitor's finger.

- How horrible.
- And wasteful, as they are herbivores.

Margo, are you discovering
an interest in the animal kingdom?

No. Theo, you know everything,
why won't my Countess leave her villa?

This is, of course, agoraphobia,
from the Greek agorafovia, hooray!

Fear of the marketplaces.

That's so odd. I love shopping.

The fear is of the open space,
rather than the market.

Oh. So how can I cure her?

It can stem from feeling
out of control,

so reassurance and relaxation may help.

Good. Thank you.

- But the brain is a complex organ...
- She's gone.

I don't think Durrell brains
are that complex.

Sven and I have decided
to get married in two weeks.

Why? Are you pregnant?

No!

We just want to do it soon
because, well, it's romantic and fun.

No, you can't,
we still have our doubts.

That's not long enough to find a dress.

Oh, I've been married once, Margo,
I'll just find something suitable

and stick a carnation on it.

You were talking about
your dress, weren't you?

No. Not entirely.

- Congratulations, Mrs. Durrell.
- Thank you, Nancy.

Why wait? Strike while the iron's hot.

There's no time like the present.

What is this, platitudes day?

So, why are you and Nancy rowing?

- I'm glad you brought that up.
- Oh, dear.

Nancy feels, and, well,
I agree with her, but less so...

Oh, bloody hell, Larry.

OK, we...

...by which I mean Nancy,
but a proportion of me...

...want to find our own place to live.

- No, you don't.
- Well...

We have fun here,
don't we, the five of us?

Six.

The six of us, we have fun,

when we're not arguing.
Was this Nancy's idea?

Everything's changing, anyway,
with you marrying Sven.

But the important things, the being
together, that's not changing.

And you can't afford
to move out, Larry, you're broke.

So are you.

I... I can write for money.

I'm sad, too.

Just in case this helps at all,
we think it's fine if Larry leaves.

- We do.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

Morning, Nancy.

- Hello, Mrs. Durrell.
- I brought you some tea.

- Nice cup of rosie.
- Thank you.

So, I hear you and Larry are thinking
about finding a place of your own?

- Yes. Now, it's not because...
- Look, I completely understand.

My concerns are broader.

I suppose I'm thinking,
does Nancy, a bright young thing,

really want to bury herself
away on, let's face it,

a primitive Mediterranean island?

Well, you have.

Larry likes it here.

Yes, and he writes really well
on Corfu.

So why are you suggesting
I take him away?

No, I was just talking about you.

See, you're very young to settle down.
And this is going to sound horrid,

but I don't believe Larry's got
other women out of his system.

Mr. Zookeeper!

- Have a goat.
- Thanks, Sven.

And...

...a tortoise I found on the way.

Slow start, huh?

Yes, but I cycled round telling people
so I'm sure they're on their way.

- Is your mummy here?
- No, she's gone into town.

You're not coming back
to work for me, are you?

No, thanks. I banged my toe
on your cretinous shovel.

Look, by the way, I had some
of your ouzo.

- It was medicinal.
- I noticed.

And congratulations
on the emergency wedding thing.

What's the hurry?

Why wait?

You can make whoopee
outside marriage, you know.

If I'm going to make love
to a woman, I want it to be official.

You've never made love to a woman?

Of course I have.
What else would I be doing?

No, you've got me there.

No.

- What is homosexuality?
- Where have you been all your life?

- Outside, mainly, shooting.
- Is it sex in a home?

- No.
- I give up, then.

- I think I might know.
- Of course you do.

Isn't it when two males try to mate?

Oh, yes, I do know what that is.

It's illegal, and we shouldn't
even be talking about it.

- How long has it been going on?
- For ever.

The ancient Greeks
couldn't get enough of it.

Wait, how can Sven be homosexual
if he's marrying Mother?

Because he's been hiding it.

But I may be mistaken.

Should I tell Mother?

What's up with you, Larry?
You're normally so sure of yourself.

Well, life's a bit fraught
at the moment.

- Nancy isn't talking to me.
- Well, that's a good thing, isn't it?

Oh, there's a postcard for you
from Max.

"My dearest Margo,
I think of you a lot..."

Oh, thank you, Demetrios.

Dennis.

Look at those. Heart stopping.

My mother's getting married in a week.

- So quick. Is she pregnant?
- No.

- We'd love it if you'd come.
- You know I never leave the villa.

A pity, really, cos I do love
a wedding.

And it will be hopeless because
none of us have a clue about style.

- I may be able to help.
- Would you?

The reception's at home. Come
to our house and get some ideas.

Come on, everyone,
let's organise this wedding!

We should serve those little sausages.
Everybody loves those.

That's your big plan, is it?

Well, Sven is Greek Orthodox,

though he likes the confession part,
he says, and the hats.

- So it's all planned.
- If this wedding does go ahead...

Darling, this wedding is going ahead,

and I would really like it
if you could arrange it for me, please.

OK, well, let's form a guard of honour

and fire a shot
for every year of your life.

Larry, any ideas?

- Better ones?
- No.

Lugaretzia, the kitchen
is all yours tomorrow,

Sven and I are having a celebratory
supper at his house.

- I make wedding cake.
- Oh, with white icing?

No. Brown, with prunes.

Family recipe.

Gerry!

I bring you enthusiastic
visitors to your zoo.

Get out!

Please come this way.
Do ask questions.

Spiros, can I book your car for
three o'clock tomorrow at the villa?

- Of course. Shopping?
- No. I'm curing someone.

These mantis have only one ear,
here on their abdomen.

The common tortoise...
common, but anything but boring.

Drive slowly, and keep the conversation
relaxing and frothy.

My friend, the butler.

How's the butling?

I have my good days and my bad days.

- Well, this is all very nice.
- Stop the car!

Come on, Countess, this is ridiculous.

Let's go home.

How are the preparations going?

Well, I've made this
very snazzy clipboard.

Oh. Be nice to Nancy
and don't set the oven on fire.

Leave, mother, we'll be fine.

It's been such a long time since I've
left you on your own for the evening.

Exactly.
It's high time.

- Have fun at Sven's.
- I won't be late.

Shouldn't you be back in the morning?

- No, why?
- See if you get on, as it were.

Check everything works.

What are you talking about?

This is Samson.

He doesn't bite. He's harmless.
Do you want to stroke him?

It bit me!

Ah, now, technically,
scorpions don't bite, they sting.

Scorpion?!

So what happens now,
then, do I die, or what?

Well, in fact, though painful,

stings are harmless,
unless you're very unlucky.

I am very unlucky!
Look at my life!

Leslie, please stop shouting,
I'm trying to work.

- I've just been bitten by a scorpion!
- He means stung.

Anyway...

Coming round to the accordion?

A tiny bit.

Good. Cos I'm playing at our wedding.

Is that supposed to be there?

Must be a hole in the fence.

Always one who escapes.

Isn't there just.

Never mind, I have another one.

My accordions are like my children.

So I won't be needing them much longer.

I'll have your children
to entertain me.

I feel a bit odd, Sven,
do you mind if I wander home?

Something I said? Cooked?

No, no, it's just been a bit stressful,
you know, the wedding in a day or two.

- I'll walk you home.
- No.

No, the... the air will do me good.

It's been lovely.

Of course I'm panicking! My hand
looks like I've boiled it for an hour.

It hardly shows. But don't let Mother
see it, she'll be upset.

Leslie, relax, you have
nothing to worry about,

unless you are very unlucky.

Very unlucky? Yes, well, take
a look at that, Professor Insect.

In fact, technically, scorpions
are arachnids, rather than insects.

Yes, there seems to be
an allergic reaction.

I suspect it will be fine
in the morning.

Scorpions don't like
being caged, they lash out.

Am I doing a bad thing, Theo,
keeping scorpions, keeping anything?

Well, you want to understand
and experience them more.

That's what conservation is.

Oh, hello.

Anything happen here?

How was Sven?

He was...

I don't know.

- And?
- Not a great success, really.

Why?

Larry, you move in artistic circles.

Do you think Sven might be queer?

- You got there, too.
- I found the photographs.

Most humans are attracted
to their own gender to some degree.

Well yes, but...
well, he looked really attracted.

It's a scandal
that homosexuality is outlawed.

What are they scared of?
That we'll all ditch our wives, and...

Sorry.

What am I going to do?

And what am I going to do?

Well done, Lugaretzia, bravo,
good 'wort'.

Work, my love, work.

Gerry? That zoo needs to be
made safe before the reception.

Lovebirds, we've got a wedding
to prepare, let's not dawdle!

Nancy, put your crayons away
and muck in!

- Larry, please, I can't stand this.
- This is family life.

And you've always been
the first to question it,

to argue for personal freedom
over mindless allegiance.

- And now you're acting like...
- They're my family and I love them!

By which I mean, I understand them
and when they suffer, I suffer,

however ludicrous their problems.
And I can't believe I'm saying this.

But I have my own life. And I
can't believe that I'm saying this,

but it's back in England
and I want to go home.

With you, please.

What happened to staying here?
There's a shack...

No, we need to get away, sweetheart,

so we can explore
our own life together.

- Thank you, Theo.
- What for?

Helping me.

People were interested.
It was so exciting.

I know.

It's a shame about Leslie.
He really is unlucky, isn't he?

Always. Is he going to be all right?

I hope so. Dr. Petridis is away again.

I've been thinking.

Leslie's mishap, perhaps it's a sign.

I mean, we don't need
to keep them to love them.

I know.

Is it time to set them all free?

We could do it at the wedding party
tomorrow, as a symbol of something.

All right.

What have you been doing all day?

In 12 hours, you're due
to be Mrs. Louisa...

What is Sven's surname?

Lundblad.

Then you really shouldn't marry him.

I have to,
Lugaretzia's made a wedding cake.

Yes, I don't think there's
a spare prune left on the island.

And Leslie's been running a tight ship
with the preparations.

Yes. I took his clipboard away
and he made another one.

You know what you have to do.

Talk to Sven.

I was hoping if I didn't,
the problem would go away.

Has being an ostrich been
a success for you in the past?

No. Let's talk about you.

Much as I love me, and talking
about me, let's do that another time.

Can I come in?

Sure.

I shouldn't have done it, but...

I looked through your photos.

Of you... with men.

It's true, I've been photo'd with men.

Not just photographed, Sven,
you were...

...you were kissing your friend.

Where are the women?

What, you want me to have
had sex with lots of women?

- Right now, yes, I'd love that.
- This is absurd.

I wouldn't care if you were homosexual
if we weren't getting married today.

I had a lovely first marriage,

but being married is hard, Sven, and
it cannot be based on a big, fat lie.

Well, clearly I used
to like men, that way.

But it was a while ago.

Have you ever slept with a woman?

It was close once
but, you know, I think I'll be good.

This isn't fair, Sven.

If I hadn't chanced
upon your secret life,

I would've come to our bedroom
tonight expecting, quite frankly,

a bit of a show,
and a huge sense of release.

- And what would've happened?
- Well, I will give it a go.

Why do you want to marry me?

Because I love being with you.

And I want a family of my own.

Well, you can't bloody have one.

You know what it is like to love men?

It's like being in prison,
in real prison,

prison of pretending and... lies.

We are officially mentally ill,
do you know that?

- It's important I overcome this.
- Overcome it?

It's part of you.

I have to.

I came to this island
to put all that in the past.

No.

I am so sorry, Sven, but no.

No matter how much
we love each other...

...it's not right for either of us.

And a marriage would just be
more of a lie than your life is now.

Maybe if we were both 80,
it would work.

I can wait, if you can.

- You need to cook the little sausages.
- Later. I need your advice.

My novel has been accepted
for publication,

which, because Corfu
inspired me as a writer,

makes my decision
whether to stay even harder.

You've never asked me
for advice before.

So nice.

Yeah.

Anyway...

...you loved your girlfriend,
until she dumped you...

...so imagine the pain
of abandoning her.

Look. You're incredibly annoying.

You could represent
England for annoying.

But don't leave.

Girlfriends come and go,
but families are for ever.

Thank you.

I think we need to talk.

- What, the three of us?
- No, not the three of us, Leslie.

Oh, yes, sorry.

Why are you rushing me?
Today of all days.

The wedding doesn't change anything.

Not the stupid wedding, the day
I hear my novel's being published.

You know how pleased
I am for you, Larry.

But I need to know our future.

My family aren't that bad, are they?

My mother loves you.

So why did she tell me
you'd never be faithful to me, then?

What?

Larry, don't. It's not about her.

Larry, good.

There isn't going to be a wedding.

Why?

We realised... we're very fond of
each other, but not in the right way.

So not because he prefers men?

Well, yes, that.

But just tell the guests, as I say,
we realise we're very...

Fond of each other
but not in the right way.

It's up to Sven
to decide what to tell people.

So no wedding...
but the best party ever.

OK, people, so we've got one...

One hour until the wedding,
well, the knees-up.

So, basically... yeah.

Did you tell Nancy
I'm a philandering bastard?

- I'm so sorry.
- It's not even true.

I may talk about sex all the time,
and think about it

and write about it,
brilliantly, but I don't do it.

I've waited steadfastly
for Nancy for five months!

I didn't want you to leave.

It was my turn to be selfish.

"Larry, catching
the five o'clock ferry home."

"I hope with all my heart
you will join me. Love, Nancy."

Margo, you forgot to put your skirt on.

Oh, God!

Well, you got your wish, Spiros.

I'm not marrying Sven.

Oh, Louisa.

- Will you tell everyone?
- Of course.

They are really fond of each other,

just not in the right way.

OK, together we'll find
you a new, Greek husband.

- Too soon?
- Yeah.

Don't worry, I've examined
Leslie's arm and treated it.

I'm pretty sure we can save it.

What? His arm?

Save it from feeling
a bit stiff in the morning.

- Right.
- Cheers.

Cheers.

Don't just stand there, misting over,

come and congratulate the Countess
on getting out of the bloody house.

How are you feeling?

A little like a tightrope walker
trying not to look down.

- Have a drink.
- No, that makes it worse, apparently.

Oh, don't have a drink.

Apparently we've
missed the ceremony,

but... who did your mother marry?

Hello, party!

- Max has arrived!
- And Donald.

But mainly Max.

Excuse me.

- Hello, Margy.
- Hello.

- You know how to throw a party.
- Well...

Six months in Corfu,
feels like a lifetime in Bournemouth.

I don't know if it's the atmosphere,
or the wine,

but I'm actually starting
to enjoy the accordion.

I'll have to tell Larry,
he was always...

I knew Gerry was a kindred spirit

when together we watched a family
of dung beetles for three hours.

So Gerry loves animals, but...

A scorpion, massive,
and it stung me there.

The pain would have actually
killed most men, so...

Sorry, sorry. Carry on.

Thank you.
Gerry loves animals,

but part of loving
is knowing when to let go.

So today we are releasing my precious
animal family back into the wild,

where, hopefully, like us,
they'll thrive and have fun

and if they're lucky, multiply.

So...

Stop.

I need to be with them a little longer.

It's not enough to observe
them from a distance.

To understand them properly,
you need to be with them every day

and hold them and smell them.

Anyway... sorry.

Maybe next week.

Please, go back and enjoy the party.

Thank goodness. I thought
for a horrible moment

you were going to go ahead with it.

Well done.

This feels new.

Thank you, Larry.

Margo told me about your book.

I'm very proud of you.

So you should be.

I'm proud of all of you.

- So, what's next?
- For you?

Well, you know what they say,
when you fall off a horse...

- Give up horse-riding?
- Get back on again quickly.

You know,
Spiros said something similar.

Only not as nicely.

Somewhere on this island,
there's someone for you.

You know, I just dream of the
day when all four of you find...

...happiness and fulfilment and love.

This may not happen.

It's my job to make it happen.

We'll see.

We'll see.

End of episode 6