All language subtitles for The Durrells in Corfu - S04E05 - Episode 5.sd-en

[waves lapping]

♪

There we are.

[guest speaking Greek]

♪

♪

Mmm, I went to Corfu Town
yesterday,

and they've swept it. They've swept it?

Mmm. For the visit of
the king of Greece.

Oh,

so that's why
they were washing the trees.

Washing the trees?

You want to make the place
look nice for your monarch,

don't you? The last king, his brother,

was killed by monkey.[gasps]

You see?!

LOUISA:
It's an important visit,

because King George can help
restore national pride

and stiffen resolve
against Germany

and Italy.

I know things,
I just don't shout about them.

God, I sound like Margo.

At last we are back
in the locals' good books,

so let's help
with the celebrations.

Theo is part of
some welcoming committee.

Mm-hmm, yeah, I,
I'm a committed royalist...

love the queen,
so I'll do my bit.

Good morning, Durrells.

Oh! Morning, Spiros.

Sleep well? Yes,

despite a goat with a cough

finding its way up
into the attic.

[chuckles]

Then the weasels sat on my face.

Lemurs.

Sorry, darling,

but Spiros is working hard
building your animal enclosures.

GERRY:
Of course ideally,
they'd all just roam.

LESLIE:
Yeah, then ideally

we'd hunt them down
with my Lee-Enfield

and put them in a pie.

Where shall I leave my laundry?

LOUISA:
Oh, I'll take it. Thank you.

LESLIE:
That's how romance rubs off,

exchange of used underwear.

There is no romance.

It's a practical arrangement.

[footsteps retreating]

This is good, isn't it?

Yes.

So why do I keep thinking
something will go wrong?

Have you talked to your wife?

No.

She's a mystery to me.

At first mystery is nice,
then not.

Well, safe to say
we're over the mystery stage.

[both chuckle]

Actually, you can do it.

♪

♪

♪

[man speaking French on P.A.]

[passengers speaking
in various languages]

[conductor speaking French]

[train hisses]

Good day. Bonjour.

Bonjour. Bonjour.

Buongiorno?

Si.

Buongiorno, signorina.

Guten tag.

Kalimera.

How delightfully European.

♪

[train whistle blows]

[train engine chugging,
accelerating]

LESLIE:
So, Basil, we've agreed

that you're going to stop
your doodah

with Spiros's wife.

Well, I've had a think, and no.

What?

Oh, come on, Basil.

No, I'm... addicted

to love.

But I'd rather not be killed
by Spiros...

I've seen his sledgehammer...

so very happy to keep it quiet.

No, no, I'm hopeless
at keeping secrets.

I'm not very good either,

so we'll both have
to raise our game.

Dimitra and I are being
very discreet now.

Spiros and my mother obviously
love spending time together.

[sighs]

Let's hope he stops caring
what his wife's up to.

But I'm very disappointed.

If Spiros finds out you're
sleeping with his wife,

all of this niceness will end.

[places cup down]It's your fault.

You more or less frog-marched me
into Dimitra's lovely lap.

Apart from anything,
since Larry's left

I'm supposed to be
Mother's confidant,

but I can't tell her anything.

[sighs, footsteps approaching]

Basil's looking pleased
with himself these days.

Has he found a lady friend?

[word catching in throat]I hope so.

That would make life
so much simpler.

[footsteps retreating]

Well, put your glad rags on.

We're off.

[sighs]

DIGNITARY [speaking Greek]:

[arguing in Greek]

[arguing continues]

[shushing]

And now in English

for Mrs.
and Leslie Durrell,

sitting there
beautifully, quietly.

The royal ship will sail
past their house,

so let's have some sort of
display from there,

which the very creative
Durrells will come up with.

Well, we did have
an Indian prince

at the house once,

and it has been said
I'm a bit of a princess.

[chuckling uncomfortably]

I'll cook something.

And I'm an ex-policeman,

so could be an elite bodyguard.

Though we wouldn't want
a repeat of that shooting

that started the Great War.

In fact, the mayor suggested
we involve the Boy Scouts.

Patrol Leader Demetrios is
looking

for a successor.

Perhaps you could be him,
Leslie.

I'd be delighted.

Young minds, smart uniforms,
outdoor pursuits, discipline.

All the good bits

from the Hitler Youth.

[awkwardly]:
But not the bad bits.

♪

[Demetrios speaking Greek]

DEMETRIOS:

SCOUTS:

[woman speaking in Greek
distantly]

Leslie Durrell.

You tried to join
my fire brigade.

That was humiliating.

But I thrive on disappointment.

You are prepared to take over

as Patrol Leader? Yes, I am.

"Be prepared,"
it's in the rules.

DEMETRIOS:
They are becoming
too high-spirited for me.

Well, I come
from a headstrong family,

so I'm used to unruly behavior.

Shall I watch you

and learn? Good idea.

Boys.

[speaking Greek]

Hello, lads.

[blows raspberry]

DEMETRIOS:

[boys muttering agreement]Don't worry.

I was expecting that.

[speaking Greek]:

[murmuring]

[train rumbling, whistle blows]

♪

This is like the novel
Murder on the Orient Express

by Agatha Christie.

Do you know it?

Someone is killed on a train

on which there are different
foreign passengers.

Who did it?

[speaking French]:

NUN [speaking German]:

[speaking French]:

ITALIAN MAN:
The history of the world

is a history of aggression, eh?
We're all guilty.

NIKOS:
Maybe the British woman did it.

Why do you say that?

Because the British
cannot be trusted.

Good, that's broken the ice.

Who'd like a sandwich?

My Aunt Prue made these for me.

What is in them?

Looks like pilchards

and pickle.

♪

[birds chirping]

Ah...

It's nice out here
with the old...

sea.

[keeps sharpening tool]

So, any news from your wife?

No.

[continues sharpening tool]

[Leslie chuckles]

I was just thinking about
how possessive we get,

then we look back
and realize how silly we were.

[chuckles]:
Before marriage...

what do you say?

Fill your boots.

I know I did.

I know.

Any girlfriend
I've had in Corfu,

you went out with her mother.
[chuckles]

But after marriage,

you've made your vows,

so be faithful and honorable.

Yeah, ideally.

I loved my father,

but he cheated on my mother.

A lot.

Each time, it tore
another piece of her heart,

till there was nothing left.

And I promised her

I would never be like my father.

♪

[continues sharpening]

Excuse me.

[Leslie running up steps]

Spiros's just... It's all right, I heard.

Now will you tell his wife
that it's over?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

And for God's sake,

keep this from my mother
as well as Spiros.

Just have to wander
back to Dorset, won't I?

Resume my life
as a dusty solicitor.

Maybe it's best.

You could move into
something like conveyancing.

That'll get my pulse racing.

I'll just stay
for the king's visit.

And I'll say goodbye to Dimitra.

I'll do that for you.

No, I'll do it.

♪

[sighs]

♪

♪

You. To you.

♪

[shrieks happily]

[pans clanging, laughing]

♪

[laughing]

[Louisa shrieks happily,
Spiros chuckling]

[pin squeaking]

♪

[sighs]

Fit for a Greek king.

Thank you, but you can
just call me Spiros.

[both chuckling]

[water sloshing]

They say cooking is like
making love.

Don't be salacious.

I will come over there
and wash your mouth out.

Okay.

Me first, then I'll do yours.

[Louisa shrieks happily, laughs]

[continues laughing, shrieking]

Stop it.

[both laughing]

♪

[grunting]

[pig squeals]

[other animals screeching]

Gerry, you've made
a beautiful zoo.

Thanks.

With a touch of farmyard.

I hear you're being driven mad

by the Royal Welcoming
Committee.

Yes, and I thought the
Corfu Lunar Society were tricky.

But they tell me
the king loves wildlife.

I'll ask him for a donation.

No, no, don't do that,

but could you lay on
a tableau of animals

for him to enjoy
as he sails past?

As long as he doesn't
expect them

to stand there immobile,
quietly grinning.

[chuckles]:
No, the rest of us
will do that.

Thank you, Gerry.
I'll tick that off my list.

Mmm.

That's good.

Those are really good.

Too good.

We'll keep these.

Mmm.

Mr. and Mrs. Bunn,
the royal bakers.

Greetings.
What news from the king?

[sighs]:
He's here in two days,

and at this rate,
he'll take one look at Corfu

and head for
a more organized island.

Well, this is ready, at least.

What is it supposed to be?

The king's face.

It's harder than it looks
to put a face

on a pie, you'll find, Theo.

Ah, right, Theo,

for the king's visit:

six scouts will do a drum roll
on massive drums,

then the other boys
will swing down

on ropes from the big trees
in the garden...

there, there, and there.

Each of them will activate blue
and white fireworks.

[imitating fireworks whooshing]

LOUISA:
Are you out of your mind?

Yes, at this late stage,
something simpler

and less fatal? LOUISA: And darling, please,

involve Gerry
in your scout troop.

Why? Well,

because I'd love the
two of you to get on better.

[sighs]

And to broaden Gerry's horizons
from animals...

an-an interest in knots.
Or bugling.

[sighs]:
But he'll just hate it
and make fun.

No, not if he's involved.

Oh, he is your brother.

[Leslie sighs and groans,
Louisa coos]

THEO:
To prevail on you again,

there are more officials
from the royal advance party

than we realized... do you have
any spare accommodation?

Um, yes.

We have two guests in one room

and Gerry, Basil, and Leslie
in theirs.

Otherwise...

And Spiros has his own room?

Oh, God, yes.

Yes, Spiros has his own room.

Of course.

If I may, I'll send you
a guest or two,

non-paying, I'm afraid. Oh, fine.

And Spiros really does have

his own room.

I know, you said.

♪

FLORENCE:
Of course people think you're
having an affair with Spiros.

I thought you didn't care.

Well, I wouldn't
if it were true.

I'm being hung for a crime

I haven't had the pleasure
of committing.

He's living with you.

They're bound to think
he's more than a handyman.

[sighs]:
Spiros has his own bedroom

on a different floor to mine.

[sarcastically]:
Yes, and there's no way

he could get into your bedroom
from there.

He'd have to walk yards.

These are gorgeous.

You and Spiros should
open a patisserie.

[quietly]:
I want him so badly.

Blimey.

[sighs]:
But I'm petrified.

Why?

[sighs]:
Well, look at my record.

My husband died at 43,

Sven told me he was homosexual

the day before
we were due to be married.

Yes, shame on you. Hugh was stabbed.

Daphne and Leslie were halfway
up the aisle,

look what happened to them.

We're happily married.

Despite the thing he does
with the, um...

anyway,

it does happen, you know.

Well, it's all academic anyway.

Spiros may not love Dimitra,

but he's wedded to her,
in every sense.

Oh, I have an update
on her rumored indiscretion.

[gasps quietly]

I don't need a dramatic pause.

Well, apparently
it's with a foreigner,

because she feels
that doesn't count.

Thank God Larry's away,
or I'd suspect him.

Hmm.

♪

LESLIE:
So, I'll be using English,

the most important language
in the world,

and it'll get you
an English Badge.

Anyone who doesn't understand,

put your hand up.

[clicks tongue]

How would I get
my Anti-Hunting Badge?

That doesn't exist,
but do try for the Idiot Badge.

Yes, Sotiris?

Can we go to the zoo of Gerry?

Yes, but only because

that's where we're going
to practice our display

for the king.

[sighs]:
Yes, Stavros?

My parents say
the British are bad.

Really?

And who do they like better?

Nazis.

I've got my eye on you.

Right, we will now march

to my house...
I will lead,

my brother Gerald will bring up
the rear.

Panos, drum.

[drumming rhythmically]

♪

[train engine chugging]

♪

We are all going to home.

Margo,

why are you
in the other direction?

Where would you rather be,

England or Greece?

My family are in Corfu.

War or no war,

I want to be with them.

What madness, huh?

We all must run home like, uh,

rabbits disappearing into holes.

NIKOS:
It was you
who invaded Albania.

No, no, I have an alibi.

I was sitting in a café

in Paris.

We should be like Switzerland.

They say no to war.

So they can say yes
to making more money.

So you think only Greece
is perfect,

with its prime minister
who burns books he doesn't like

and would embrace fascism if
his king wasn't so pro-Britain.

I can read a newspaper.

Why not persuade your family
to join you in England, huh?

Because Corfu feels like home.

♪

[dignitaries speaking Greek]

Oh, herete.

You must be part
of the royal entourage.

Yes, Theodore Stephanides
sent us.

Ah, right.

Well, uh, let me take you
to your rooms.

Or would you like to show
the royal party upstairs,

Lugaretzia?

No.

Lugaretzia is a republican.

Do not tell them!

Yes, she is full of surprises.

[chuckles]

But her real allegiance is
to hypochondria.

Don't ask her how she's feeling.

She'll tell you.

[dignitaries speaking in Greek]

♪

[scouts talking in Greek,
groaning]

Entáxei.

[scouts groaning]

[exhales]:
At ease.

[scouts groaning]Good walking.

Kosmas, are we recovered?

Good boy.

A bleeding knee is a happy knee.

Oh, and well done

for ignoring the crazy
shouting man.

We are not a military
organization,

or silly...
we are here to make friends,

serve our elders,
and learn skills.

And today's skill is: knotting.

Here are your practice ropes.

Now, knots are vital.

Now, without them our lives
would literally fall apart.

[chuckles]

Now, these are
your practice ropes, and...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Where are you going?

To see the animals.

Gerry, can you get them back,
please?

Gerry![Louisa shaking sheet]

Oh hello, Leslie!

I'm so proud of you, poppet.

Mother, can you not?

I'm a figure of authority.

Oh yes, of course, sorry.

How's it going?

Yes, very well.

We're just taking a short break.

BASIL:
♪ Let me call you sweetheart

♪ Because we are through

♪ Let me hear you whisper

♪ That you love me too.

Yamas.

♪ Let the love light glowing

♪ In your eyes so true

♪ Let me call you
sweetheart ♪

♪ Because agapi mou. ♪

No.

Agapi mo...

Agapi mou. [sighs]

♪

[bird squawking]

[goat bleats]

[whispering]:
I think Dimitra's foreign lover

is Basil.

[gasps]
No!

On our trip to Kalami,

she really seemed to like him.

And now he's being
all lovey-dovey

and singing with a Greek accent.

[gasps]
Good enough for me.

Mm-hmm. But he's so...

Well, some women do go
for that shiny,

Englishman-in-a-cravat type,
of course.

Are you talking about me? No.

Uh, only in the broadest,
wooliest sense.

Your amazing cakes.

That was it. SPIROS:
Thank you.

In fact I'm a terrible cook,

but I have a secret ingredient.

Oh, what's that?

Mrs. Durrells.

[laughing]

So...

what are you going to do?

Oh, I don't know.

Not tell Leslie.

He'd strangle Basil with
his own voluminous shorts.

Still, it's exciting

that this may finally get
you two together.

No, the opposite will happen.

Spiros said he'll kill
Dimitra's boyfriend

and here we are, harboring him.

WOMAN [knocking on door]:
Kalimera.

WOMAN 2: Kalimera. LOUISA: Oh.

[through teeth]:
It's more courtiers.

Florence, you have spare rooms.

No, we haven't.

[train whistle blows]

♪

This would make
a good crime novel.

What?

A person less each time.

Killed one by one
in inventive ways,

but by which member
of the group?

Ovvio, no?

Too obvious.

He seems dangerous,

so he must be
an absolutely sweetie.

Well, you seem sweet,

so you must be dangerous.

[imitating character]:
Damn, he's noticed.

[chuckling,
train whistle blowing]

Right, I hope
you've all brought your flags.

And the rest of you?

Sorry, we forgot.

Well, we can't practice properly
then, can we?

We can go and
see the animals again.

[scouts murmuring]No.

No, no, no!

No, stop!

Gerald Durrell,

your behavior falls below

the standard required
to remain a member

of the Corfu Patrol.[snorts]

I'm going to court-martial you.

And what does that involve?

The confiscation of your woggle.

What is a woggle?

This is a woggle.

BOY:
Ah,

[speaking Greek]Woggle.

I have animals to prepare

for the royal visit, so...

♪

[knock on door]

Might I have a word?

Oh, uh,

please excuse any items
of an intimate nature.

I've been cleaning your room
all year,

I am horribly familiar
with your...

intimabilia.

[windows closing, latching]

[inhales]
I'll speak plainly.

I know you've started
seeing a woman,

because you've been galloping
through your aftershave

like a...
overzealous gigolo.

You'd make an excellent
vice-squad detective.

Thank you.

Do you want to tell me

who she is, assuming it's a she?

Yes, it's a she.Sorry.

I can't tell you who it is,

because she is
a very private person.

It's Spiros's wife, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Oh Basil,

of all the women on Corfu,
why Dimitra?

Two reasons.

She's beautiful,
and she's nice to me.

That isn't a reason...

Those aren't the two reasons,

they're bracketed together
under Reason One.

So you could say
there are three reasons.

Reason two,

under the original
numbering system:

I didn't think
it would do your chances

of getting together
with Spiros any harm.

I don't believe reason two

for one moment.

Dimitra only contemplated
having relations with me

because you are having them
with Spiros.

I am not!

How dare she say that?

Well, you'll be pleased
to hear that...

I will be leaving Corfu
imminently.

[exhales]

I'm sorry.

But thank you.

It's for the best.

[sighs]

[door closes]

♪

[insects chirping,
guests chattering distantly]

[guests chattering loudly
in Greek]

[chattering continues]

[chattering continues]

[guests screaming,
running around]

[train whistle blows]

♪

MARGO:
Have you noticed

nobody's tried to sit
in this carriage?

Yes.

Isn't that surprising? No.

You did not notice
my homemade sign?

No.

Otherwise I'd have removed it.

I like meeting people.

Soon it might not be easy
to cross Europe like this.

Nobody in Europe is
as interesting as me.

Think of the chances

of that being true.

[laughs]

My last boyfriend Zoltan
was arrogant like you,

till I tamed him.

What happened?

He went home to Turkey.

Turks are...

Don't be rude.

As soon as I saw you,
I wanted the others to leave us.

So why have you been
so unpleasant since Paris?

I thought
I was being interesting.

I wanted to get your attention.

Really?

Well, next time try this.

[chuckles]

You're moving gradually closer.

Yes.

It helps we've been breathing
the same air for two days.

I almost can't imagine
not being with you.

Good.

Don't try.

Go on, then.

♪

[lemur squeaking]

I can't sleep
'cause I'm thinking

of all the ways
I could kill Gerry.

Why?

Is there a scout badge
for killing?

Well, if there isn't already,
I'll start one.

Shh!

LESLIE:
Idiot.

It's really not.Shh.

How many people are
in the house?

17.

I almost envy Margo,

tucked up in her own bedroom
in England.

Prue and Geoffrey
across the hallway,

snoring away
in their heavy-duty pajamas.

Mmm.[Louisa chuckles]

[sighs]

Larry hasn't written for ages.

I hate not knowing
where all of you are.

You're my planets.

I want you in a fixed
constellation

around me.

I'm here.

Here.

[lemur squeaking]

Thank you.

[sighs]

So...

tomorrow the king will sail past
on his ship, and we...

do things. We'd make the effort

if our own monarch sailed
past our house.

What are your scouts doing?

Oh, you'll see tomorrow.

Precision choreography.

No thanks to Gerry.

Well, I've got a zoo to run.

Can't spend time playing
at toy soldiers.

Well, say that politely
and don't go,

rather than sabotaging Leslie's
dream of being taken seriously.

Yeah.

And what are animals
if not toy people?

Basil says he's leaving soon.

Oh yes, he mentioned that.

GERRY:
He loves it here.

Why would he leave?

He probably just wants
to go home.

Exactly.

[exhales]

♪

[squeaking]

LOUISA:
I fear I am trying
your patience

with these outpourings.

But what are offspring for,

if not to sit and listen?

Love, Mother.

P.S. Also,

your father would be
so proud of you

if he hadn't so stupidly died.

LARRY:
Mama,

Fear not,
your 12 pages rushed past,

though page eight
sagged somewhat

under the weight
of its extended bread metaphor.

I'm blooming,

despite Hitler doing his best
to ruin the mood.

If I wanted a shouty
little shithead

in my life, I'd've ordered one.

Pardon my Chaucerian vernacular.

In case a bomb falls on me
in Paris

in some sudden,
preemptive strike,

know that I miss you
and I love you.

[pens scratching]

♪

[sighs]

♪

[knock on door]

I'm sorry to call so early.

The king's sailing past
in a couple of hours,

and I have bunting to iron.

I've only come because there
seems to be some confusion.

I have never so much
as kissed your husband.

So why is he living with you?

Because he's helping out

around the house and the garden.

He's building homes
for our 93 animals.

[scoffs]

You made it clear you didn't
want Spiros in your life.

Why else would you take
your children away to Athens?

Because for years
he has been under your spell,

and I had enough.

So ask him back.

I'm sure he'll come.

But you don't want him
back now, do you?

Because you have Basil.

Basil is kind and generous.

Spiros gives me nothing.

Because he has no money!

And you'd only make fun of him.
I, I've seen you.

You see the boyfriend Spiros,
I see the husband,

with the shouting,
and he thinks he owns me.

Yes, well, they can be
a bit like that, can't they?

Men.

[chuckles softly]

Yes.

I used to worship
my late husband,

but even he could be
a bit of a...

well, a zookeeper with me.

He was loving

and protective, but...

Anyway.

Basil isn't like that.

He listens.

It wasn't even

his idea to come to me. But he said it was.

No, it was your son, Leslie's.

What?

To make it easier
for you to be with Spiros,

with me the "evil adulteress."

[exhales quietly]

[inhales]
Well, Basil is leaving,

so you and Spiros need to decide

whether or not
you have a future together.

And if he says no,
you are there waiting for him.

Spiros is an honorable man.

If he was going to walk away
from your marriage,

he would've done so
a long time ago.

♪

LESLIE:
Excellent work.

And keep the flags straight.

Well done, Panos.

And flutter.

[fluttering continues]

Down.

And moving in.

And the flags going out!

And into the wave formation.

[speaking Greek]

You're only letting
yourself down, Stavros.

Yeah, I think we can improve

on that final shape,
but well done.

Final run-through shortly,
in front of the officials.

Psst.

[speaking Greek]

[brakes squeal, gear shifts,
parking brake engages]

[instrumental music playing
on speaker]

[both chuckling]

[lock turning]

[door opens]Oh.

Spiros.[music stops]

I was just saying

a final goodbye
to your special lady.

Are you leaving? Yes.

[keys setting down]And everyone I've known
on Corfu

is getting a quick visit.

If they want one or not.

[chuckles awkwardly]:
How cruel.

Anyway, I'll...

leave you
to your... marriage.

It's okay.

I've just come
for my smart suit,

for when I meet the king.

Jolly good.

Basil?

Thank you for taking the trouble
to call on my wife.

What a nice thought.

♪

To put around this,
for the king to see.

Believe me, you don't want

to wrap a flag
around a barn owl.

He'll have his beak
through your hand.

Oh.[owl screeches]

And what's this for? The snakes.

No, you can't paint
the snakes blue, no.

♪

LESLIE:
Yassas.

This is the First Corfu Town
Scout Troop's welcome

to King George.[muttering in Greek]

Come on, boys, in we get.

So the king's ship will be
coming from that direction,

and when it gets there,
this happens.

[Greek national anthem playing
on speaker]

Leslie, darling,

I need to talk to you
about Basil.

[anthem continues playing]

[people singing words of anthem]

[anthem continues playing]

[counting in Greek]

[audience gasping]

WOMAN:
Swastika.

What are you doing? Boys?

[crowd clamoring]

BASIL:
Ooh, a swastika.

That's a little off-color.

[crowd clamoring]

LESLIE:
Stop that swastika right now!

Anybody contributing
to the Nazi symbol

will have to return their
Scout badges... and yes, Stavros,

that means you.

[car horn honking]Get them down!

[boys grumbling]Stop! Stop!

No! Stop that!

Stop that right now!

Please!

I don't think Leslie's scouts

should perform for the king.

They might give the wrong idea.

In fact, the king
isn't sailing this way.

There's been a change of plan.

LESLIE:
Stop!

I'm really disappointed in you.

It's like actual Germany,
isn't it?

One bad... fly ruins

an otherwise excellent
and decent soup.

OFFICIAL [speaking Greek]:

[crowd clamoring;
car engine starts]

[car door closes]

[gear shifts]

[engine puttering, honks horn]

♪

Oh, well.

Anyone need any Greek flags?

♪

[footsteps approaching]

[Louisa inhales]

[quietly]:
Oh.

You did say not the bad bits

from the Hitler Youth, remember?

I went to see Dimitra
early this morning.

And she told me
it was your master plan

to get Basil together with her.

Oh, thank God you know.

It's been killing me.

I'm sorry,

I thought it would help you
end up with Spiros.

Then I realized
it was a mistake,

but Basil wouldn't give
Dimitra up.

There's been enough deception.

Let's admit the whole truth
to Spiros.

But he said he'd kill

whoever was having
an affair with his wife.

Hmm. It's Basil,

I think it's worth risking.

[chuckles softly]

And he's leaving tonight.

MARGO:
Where is everybody?

Three trays of cake,
I feel like Goldilocks.

LOUISA:
It can't be.

Oh, Margo!
[exhales]

Mmm. You didn't tell us
you were coming back.

I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

Margo's back, everyone! God, you're loud.

Ah, I'm sorry.

I've been screaming
at boy scouts.

GERRY:
I know that voice.

How was your trip?

Um...

Very... fruitful.

Nikos.

LOUISA:
Oh. Hello.

NIKOS:
Hello.

Boyfriend? NIKOS:
Yes.

And he's going to live with us.

Oh.
Well, we're rather crowded.

I'm afraid you may
have to share a bed.

I don't mind. That is not a problem.

No, not the two of you together.

This is a genteel house now.

Well, Spiros's staying here.

That's very different, isn't it?

Because Spiros is doing jobs
around the house.

Now, we are just getting ready

to take this food into town

to join in whatever is left
of the celebrations.

[Louisa chuckles]Oh,
what are we celebrating?

The pointless king is visiting.

Ah, that's nice.

Can I have some

of this dog-face pie?

That's the king.

[fireworks whistling, exploding,
crowd cheering]

[speaking Greek]

MARGO:
Where is everybody?

There's still some confusion as
to where the king should be now,

but I've given up worrying.

We enjoy confusion.

[Theo imitates firework,
firework whistles]

[explosion, crowd cheering]

Where's Basil?

He's finally gone back
to England.

[sets drink down]

[bell tolling, fireworks
whistling, crowd cheering]

[projector clicking,
men speaking in Greek]

[Greek national anthem playing]

MARGO:
George Formby.

Ah, George Formby.

Wow.

Hey, you damn thing,
you know I'm ticklish.

[audience laughing]

WOMAN: Eh? MAN: Shut up.

Eh? Shut up. Ooh!

[laughter]

WOMAN:
Eh? Eh?

[man speaking lines in movie,
garbled]

[project stops, audience groans]

MARGO:
What a shame.[audience grumbling]

The royal visit is
a big success.

I've driven many people
many miles to see the king.

What does he look
like? We couldn't find him.

Spiros.

This isn't easy,

but you'll find out soon enough.

What?

[inhales]:
You know your wife was
having an affair.

Well, it was with Basil.

And-and I put Basil up to it.

I thought it would bring

you and Mother together.

But Basil's left Corfu now,
so...

BASIL:
Hello, everyone.

Ah, packing, eh?

Maybe I should burn it all
and just take a toothbrush

and a hefty Trollope
for the journey home.

Basil, man,

will you ever leave!?

You and my wife?

Irema, Spiros.

LOUISA:
Spiros.Spiros.

Let's-let's talk about this.

Spiros don't...

SPIROS:
You were in my house today?

BASIL:
Just to say goodbye.

It would be rude not to.

Defend yourself. Sorry?

[sound from movie playing
faintly]

♪

[Basil groans,
audience shrieking]

♪

Spiros, we're all to blame.

[dialog from movie
playing faintly]

You interfered in my life
and my marriage.

I was the last to know.

I can never forgive you.

♪

[quietly]:
Spiros.

BASIL:
I think we can agree
that I deserved that.

[dialog from movie
playing faintly]

Definitely be off then.

♪

[line from movie dialog garbled]

♪