Original subtitles

[high energy music]

Fruits of the estate.

[speaks in a foreign language]

Everything as it should be.

[high energy music]

[door clicks]

[Grace sighs]

Esther.

[woman screams]

What is it woman?

[Esther] It's a willy.

[Fred and Will laughing]

Look on this as a warning.

-[wrist clicks] -[footman gasps]

Five shillings.

You wonder why I don't want anything to do with you.

If you get caught, we both get kicked out.

If you go, I don't wanna stay.

[feet shuffling]

-[gentle music] -[curtains swish]

Hell's bells.

It's the middle of the bloody day.

Come on, Fred, get up.

I thought I heard the bloody bell.

Well, thanks for telling us you thick sod.

Well no one else got up, I thought I must have dreamt it.

-Today, of all bloody days. -[chamber pot clangs]

-[liquid splashes] -[footmen exclaiming]

Clean it off.

Bollocks!

You two, sand.

You, the head gardener.

If he's not here in five minutes, tell him not to bother.

You, upstairs.

On your toes today, please, gentlemen!

We're famous for our Halloween ball

so let's not let his Lordship down.

[upbeat music]

[Gardener] Hey, watch it!

[upbeat music]

Mind out of the way, it's hot sand.

Ooh, mind yourselves, hot water.

They will talk about this for years to come.

Meringues like kisses.

Madeleines like a young bride's lips.

I've work to do.

And we don't?

Ah, but he'll get all the glory.

We'll get all the blisters.

[Mr. Jarvis] Come on, it's Halloween, not Christmas.

-Bloody hell. -Chop chop.

[upbeat music]

Morning girls.

[Maids] Mrs. Ryan.

Good, I see you've made a start on the baking.

Where are the others?

Been and gone, Mrs. Ryan.

The days?

Mr. Adams told them to get upstairs, ma'am.

Did he?

[Esther] Scrubbing the floors.

Well, we'll do without then.

[brushes scrubbing]

Oh look, dragged themselves out of their pits.

Well look sharpish before it gets cold.

[upbeat music]

[sand sprinkles]

[upbeat harpsichord music]

[bright music]

Careful Harry, look but don't touch.

Your father's favourite blooms, aren't they?

Go on. There.

Look.

Shall we smell them?

[Grace sniffs]

Smells good, yeah?

[door bangs]

Oh, thought you were his lordship.

What at six in the morning?

How're you doing, Harry boy?

Lord Harry.

Oh, he doesn't mind.

I do.

Well you stick up for him, don't ya?

Someone has to.

[George laughs]

You're a hard woman to get on her own.

Do you know your next afternoon off?

Yes thanks. Know it well.

How about...

I keep you company?

I get the first Wednesday, you get last Friday.

I've swapped.

How d'you manage that?

Listen, love, I would stop the bloody world turning,

if you asked me to.

Go on then.

[comical music]

I'm waiting.

It hasn't stopped turning yet.

Well it's the Halloween ball, innit?

Don't want to put Mr. Jarvis' timetable out.

[George tuts]

There you go, Harry, all mouth and trousers.

The trousers come off, love.

Not for me they don't.

Go on, we can have a right laugh.

Excuse us, Mr. Cosmo.

We have work to do.

[door squeaks]

[comical music]

[Esther] She was kissing him, she was.

Grace May was doing it with George in broad daylight

in the master's orangery before prayers?

I bet.

I never said they were doing it, I said that...

Oh look, it's the imbecile

and she's brought Master Harry with her.

[Esther laughs]

Morning Will, Fred.

How are you doing?

I need water for his bath.

I'll get the lads to get you some water from the laundry.

Then I'll bring him up.

All she's got to do is look after the idiot.

Why should you run after her?

Leave it.

Good morning.

Isn't it exciting?

Are you all having fun?

Lady Caroline.

Never been up so early in my whole life.

Where is my maid?

I've changed my mind about that silver dress.

"Are you having fun yet?"

"Never had so much fricking fun in my whole life."

[Fred laughs]

[curious music]

[door clicks]

I'm sorry to say this Mrs. Ryan.

It's Grace May. Her and George Cosmo.

-[door squeaks] -[door slams]

-[water pouring] -[curious music]

I don't understand what you're worrying about.

It's a fun night for ado that's all.

All Souls' night?

There's ghosts abroad.

Come midnight,

the graves open up-

-[George roars] -[Charlotte screams]

"I'm the ghost of Flora Ryan's granny

and I've come to run me spectre finger across the door jams.

Oh, look at that.

That's not seen a duster in weeks."

Them that mock get the worst visitations.

Do I look worried?

Corpses with their eyes eaten away

and flesh hanging off their bones.

Shut up.

We've still got all them empty rooms to do.

All musty and cold and clammy.

It gives me the shivers.

[clock chimes]

[Will strains]

[stairs thudding]

I'm not going down the attic corridor on my own.

Wahoo!

Har, har.

-[Harry screams] -[Will screams]

[stairs thudding]

[Will screaming]

Oh, God.

-Will? What happened? -Will?

Is he dead?

Mr. Jarvis!

-Harry! -Mr. Jarvis!

-His bath! -He's not dead.

-His bath. -Just sit down

before you fall down.

Mr. Jarvis!

He's not dead.

He's not dead, look. It's all right.

-He's dead. -Go and fetch Mr. Jarvis.

-Stand back, please. -He's bleeding.

Breath! Breath!

Come on, breath, breath!

-[intense music] -[Will gulps]

-[Will breathing heavily] -[intense music]

[bed creaks]

[bedclothes rustle]

I brought him up these stairs, Mr. Jarvis,

to keep the noise down.

You know what he's like when he has one of his fits.

But then you decided to see if he bounced?

No, I was walking up the stairs, sir,

and some twat left that rug all rolled up.

What was I supposed to do?

I tried to put my arm out to steady myself

and before I knew it,

I were trying to hold on.

You'd have done better to save Lord Harry

and throw yourself down the bloody stairs.

Mistress Sabin! Get yourself here.

[shoes clopping]

Rugs!

And well you may hang your heads, my girls.

-[maids sniffing] -[maids whimpering]

Do you want to tell me

why you didn't bother unrolling a rug?

Did you find something better to do?

Was it beneath you?

[Lizzie sobs]

[Flora sighs]

[bell rings]

[cork pops]

[Flora gulps]

Look I've told you. I can't tell you no more.

I was taking him up the stairs.

I was going careful.

What are you doing?

Nothing here.

-Nothing There. -Mr. Adams.

-[Mr. Adams sighs] -I give up Mr. Jarvis.

He was going slowly, sober and upright.

Either someone attacked him

or a thunderbolt knocked him off his feet.

He's got no bruises, no stab wounds, no burns.

Get back to your duties, Mr. Forrest.

I'm really sorry, Mr. Jarvis-

Are you deaf? Do as you're told.

Coat!

[tense music]

It wasn't his fault.

I don't think the Earl will see it that way.

Then we must paint the picture.

Why don't we just sack him?

Mr. Forrest is blameless.

If anyone's gonna be dismissed

it'll be one of the women.

I will not lose my reputation over this.

How's that bloody floor coming on?

Sir.

You've spoken with your maids.

Yes. Lizzie Sabin assures me the rugs

were laid down properly.

Backed up by her little shadow, Susan Elliot, no doubt.

William should not have taken Lord Harry up

by those stairs.

Asked to do so by Grace May.

But what William does is my concern.

The housekeeping, the rugs, the maids,

they are yours.

If your girls can't cope with their duties...

They're doing everything anyone could ask of them.

63 fires to be set, beds to be made up and aired.

[Flora sighs]

Be very careful, Mrs. Ryan

You promised me six girls from the village yesterday

by they only appeared today

and when they did, they were promptly whipped away

by Mr. Adams for the dance floor.

On my instructions.

Should I have asked your permission?

[clock ticking]

We are agreed then.

[bottle thuds]

The incompetence of your housemaids

[drink pours]

and the laziness of mistress May,

are entirely responsible for this regrettable incident.

[glass clinks]

[equipment squeaking]

[shoes clopping]

[door creaks]

Grace? A word, please.

No swelling, no fever.

He's a very fortunate young man.

Did you ask him to bring the boy up?

He always does, Mrs. Ryan.

But not by the backstairs, I hope?

No.

I don't know.

I come up and get the room ready and then-

You knew he was going to use the backstairs.

Well I...

Oh, for God sake!

As if you weren't in enough trouble already.

Me?

Oh, butter wouldn't melt.

You and George Cosmo canoodling in the orangery.

I wasn't.

George Cosmo of all people.

He's only been here five minutes

and you've been a single girl how long?

That same five minutes.

And as you well know, miss,

the only reason I put up with you and Frank

is because you were engaged to be married

but if you're happy to flit from one man to the next,

with barely a pause in between

then you're not the girl I thought you were.

[dramatic music]

[drum roll]

-[upbeat music] -Tonight,

will be the ball of the year.

The food will be a miracle,

the table, a work of art.

And Felix Kraus, will be the hero.

[Felix laughs]

And now my dad's going to kill me.

I need this room to carve my ice,

so kindly take your tears and snot elsewhere.

Out!

You, tools!

And your all stop this nattering.

I must have peace to sculpt.

How is he?

You in trouble?

-Me too. -You didn't do anything.

I shouldn't have asked you to

-help. -You didn't.

I offered.

Still might lose your job 'cause of it.

Sorry William.

-[shoes clopping] -[mischievous music]

[door clicks]

Here. You'll never guess what I've just done.

Piss off, George.

We're gonna have a right laugh

with that blessed Charlotte.

-What's up? -What's up?

What do you think's up?

No, one's blaming you, Will.

Yeah, wait till the ball's over

and everyone's gone home.

I can see it in Jarvis' eyes

and that Scotch git.

He's itching to learn me a lesson.

[door clicks]

Load of fuss about nothing.

He's gonna be all right, isn't he?

That doctor said he'll be up in a bit.

Ask Charlotte to pray for him.

She knows some special prayers for the sick.

I know she's Roman Catholic.

She made this little altar thing.

It might help, mightn't it?

[sombre music]

Yeah.

Yeah, it might.

It probably will.

Oh, of only he could just

hold my hand or something so

I knows that he knows that I'm here,

just like we're friends.

I've looked after him for nearly three years and

never been really sure.

[sombre music]

So...

Our afternoon off?

What d'you reckon?

Someone saw us this morning.

Mrs. Ryan's doing her nut.

We didn't do anything, Grace.

We were together, it's enough.

Clear off, George.

Say you'll come out with me and I'll go.

Come on, Grace, you like me, I make you laugh.

So did Frank.

You footmen, you're all the same.

Full of it.

I'll keep myself pure for you.

[door clicks]

I will.

[lively music]

[clapping]

Come, come. Where are you, where are you?

[speaking in foreign language]

We have not got all day.

[clapping]

So we can see up their skirts, hey, lads?

-Chin up, Mr. Forrest. -Give over, George.

That's your spot over there, Ugly.

Oi!

-Come on, Will. -[floor squeaks]

[jovial music]

[Fred] Come on, Will.

[jovial music]

Oi!

[footmen laughing]

[brushes scrubbing]

-[floor squeaking] -[Fred shouting]

-[footmen cheering] -[footmen applauding]

Where are you? Hurry up, hurry up.

[jovial music]

[Felix clapping]

[jovial music]

You must taste the difference.

[jovial music]

Very nice, Felix.

[jovial music]

[ice chipping methodically]

Hey!

[jovial music]

[ice chipping frantically]

[floor squeaks]

[jovial music]

[floor squeaks]

Hey!

[footmen applauding]

[door bangs]

Right, ladies, if you please.

If I've got to keep going in to sit with Grace

I shall need one of your girls to help me.

Stuff you, what about my William? If he gets the push-

Is he still your Will then?

Only Lizzie said he told you-

[Charlotte screams]

The shrine! Oh my God!

[Susan gasps]

Oh my goodness, Susan, get off my bloody feet!

It's gone black.

I knew it. All Souls'.

The saints have turned their back on us.

I told you! I said evil spirits abroad.

First Harry, now this.

It's a curse.

Curse of the footmen.

I'm not staying here.

They're in! We're haunted.

What sort of evil thing would do that?

An evil thing in a wig and stockings, that's who.

That statue's been blessed by the Pope himself.

I don't care if he made love to it stark bollock naked.

-How dare- -What on earth

is all this noise?

Have we not have enough disturbance for one day.

It's these Catholic idols, sir,

they're frightening people.

I don't like having Catholics in the house

at the best of times.

You're trouble, all of you.

I only made a little devotional altar.

[items scrape]

You bring all your religious baubles to me.

All of them.

Make sure she brings everything.

William's never gonna marry you.

He can't wait, love.

You're the only one who can't see it.

[items thudding]

No, Mr. Jarvis, please.

Not my missal.

It's either your missal or your dismissal.

Mr. Jarvis.

They're all very...

You won't?

You will treat them with respect, won't you?

I treat everyone and everything with respect.

I'll burn them with due ceremony.

Now get out of my sight.

The Blackamoors are on the doors, of course,

greeting the carriages,

scooping up the tips.

George is on the stairs.

And you will be greeting the visiting servants.

What? The whole bloody night?

I'm keeping you out of the way.

Or do you want to remind his Lordship

which idiot almost half killed his son?

[bell ringing]

The servants have arrived.

On you go then, son.

No one burns his silly bible, do they?

Why is the master so horrible about Catholics?

Don't worry about your stuff we'll unload it.

What harm have we ever done him?

Well it's the priest, innit?

What priest?

The one that killed his old...

Who was it?

His grandad, wasn't it?

What? Murdered him?

-Slit his throat. -He never.

I never heard anything about that.

Yeah, well, the ghost only walks once every 10 years.

-Does he? -Yeah, old souls, innit?

Halloween.

Every 10 years.

1830,

1840...

1850.

Halloween 1850. Tonight!

Susan!

All through the house he walks

muttering all these Latin spells and curses.

Charlotte to the nursery, please.

Susan, I don't think that wall needs propping up.

Would you like to see to the guest fires?

[dramatic music]

[footmen chuckling]

[upbeat music]

[tea pouring]

First thing you know is the smell of pipe baccy.

Then and it gets really, really cold.

I've never heard of any ghost, Charlotte.

There's been other things.

You know how spooky the guest wing is.

Shh, Lottie, he might be listening

I don't want him frightened.

Don't understand anything.

10 o'clock, the ghost walks.

I'm not staying indoors.

I'm going out to the gardens with Susan.

[Harry snoring]

Does he always snore like that?

[Grace] I told Mr. Jarvis but...

[upbeat music]

Warmfield's man is here.

His master's only moments behind him, sir.

It's a big gathering, the first of many.

-Sir. -[Mr. Jarvis clicks]

Tell the musicians they're on.

Don't drop it.

It's Cartier, mein Herr.

I'd sure like some respect for it now.

Do not tip it!

-[speaking in foreign language] -[upbeat music]

Attendee, mademoiselle, attendee.

-[Felix shouts] -[cloth flaps]

[servants applauding]

[upbeat music]

I've got the necklace, miss.

And the broach and the earrings, where are they?

You decided against them, your ladyship.

And Charlotte do hurry, I think I can hear someone.

[upbeat music]

Oh!

-Sorry! -Not too worry.

Any harm done?

[Charlotte sighs]

I could just smack her.

I'm run off my feet

and suddenly nothing will do

but the crown jewels.

-[shoes clopping] -[upbeat music]

[Harry wheezes]

[decanter clinks]

[Harry wheezes]

[liquid pouring]

[Harry wheezes]

[decanter clinks]

[Harry wheezes]

Come on, Harry.

[Harry wheezing]

[sombre music]

[tense music]

[shoes clopping]

[tense music]

[Earl Taplow] Thank you, Jarvis.

You must deal with this.

[tense music]

[door squeaks]

[sombre music]

Grace.

[sombre music]

[shoes clopping]

The ball, ladies and gentleman, has been cancelled.

We need someone at the gate turning them back.

Someone at the fjord.

George send a stable boy,

-will you? -Sir.

Frederick, get down to the gate house.

-Quick as you can. -Sir.

Mr. Jarvis? Mr. Jarvis, will we hang?

You will, miss.

If you don't get a shift on.

Someone tell chef.

Mr. Adams, you'd better do that.

-Sir. -And get those

blood musicians to pack it in!

-[upbeat music] -[Lady Caroline whimpers]

Take all lace off all tables and cabinets.

The portraits drape them, please

and mirrors too.

[upbeat music]

No, no, no. Leave the torches.

Wait for Frederick.

[upbeat music]

[sponge dripping]

Now I wonder what I've done with the keys to the laundry.

[water swishing]

[sponge gently wiping]

-[upbeat music] -How long does it take

Frederick to get to the gate?

He should be there by now, sir.

Shit!

The honourable bloody Rufus Gannon.

I'd better do this one.

[hooves clopping]

My Lord.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

-[hooves clopping] -[upbeat music]

[shoes clopping]

[Mr. Jarvis sighs]

[shoes clopping]

A bad day, Mr. Jarvis.

Indeed it is, Andrew.

I hope there's no question

of you paying for someone else's mistakes?

A hope I share.

Well why should you with the girls being under Mrs. Ryan?

Better her than you, sir.

And better you than me.

Mr. Adams.

So mind your tongue.

-[sombre music] -[shoes clopping]

[door creaks]

Done?

[bell tinging]

I think so, sir.

I've never done it before but Mrs...

He'll do.

The place looks like the bloody Vatican.

Take those flowers out

and the candle!

[flames whooshes]

And that!

And open the window.

[door creaks]

[sombre music]

Lord Harry will remain here until the funeral

and it will be our honour to keep watch over him.

That is the footman and myself, in turn.

Oh Lord, mindful of thy great mercy.

We bring ourselves before thee.

We pray for his Lordship and for all his family.

May they find strength in the knowledge that

Master Harry will walk tall in the sunshine of paradise.

We thank you, Lord, that our master in his benevolence

has decided that no one is to blame

for this terrible tragedy.

And that those concerned may sleep easy in the knowledge

of his forgiveness.

[uplifting music]

And we thank you, Lord, that you are the God of forgiveness

and that in your arms may we may find restoration

to your grace.

Amen.

[Staff] Amen.

[uplifting music]

-Thank you, Mr. Adams. -Sir.

You'll be kept on until the funeral,

to see him off on his last journey,

as you're the nearest thing he had to a nurse.

-Then you're letting me go. -[Felix] How dare

he cancel the ball!

What do you mean by this?

You are a capable and willing girl

and if I could keep you on,

-I would. -[Felix shouting]

You will be given an excellent character.

-[Felix shouting] -Mrs. Ryan.

I love Taplows.

If there's anything I could do, I could-

-Enough, Grace! -[Felix shouting]

If there's a suitable vacancy

I will think of you first.

[Felix shouting]

What is going on with him?

No!

[speaking in foreign language]

-[plates clattering] -[Felix screaming]

Mr. Kraus!

You can't do that, that's a terrible waste.

We have a houseful of staff to feed.

Please! Please stop it.

Hearts in fig jelly.

All that gone!

Mr. Kraus!

All this for nothing?

[Felix mumbling]

My maids and even Mr. Jarvis' men have been working hard

since five o'clock this morning.

So my choice is,

either the pigs out there

or the pigs in here.

I choose the four-legged ones.

No!

They're tired and hungry.

They never have the chance to taste your food.

Just Mr. Pritchard's porridge and his everlasting stews.

Just this once,

let them experience the finest food in England.

Europe! Europe!

Take these fruits then.

Throw them before your swine.

I hope it chokes them.

-[ice sculpture smashes] -[maid gasps]

-[ladle clatters] -[shoes stomping]

[shoes clopping]

[shoes padding]

[maids sighing]

Bloody hell, all the work gone to pot.

Who gives a frog's fart.

No bloody blame.

Calm down, mate.

It wasn't his fault in the first place.

I feel like doing a bloody gig.

They don't care do they?

If it was anyone but Harry.

Yeah, if you dropped Lady Caroline, Will,

when you was taking her up to bed.

I'd have kept a tight hold of that one,

don't you worry.

Oi, get the towels out, she's off again.

[Susan sobbing]

At least he didn't suffer.

I ain't gonna be hanged after all.

Our ma'll be so pleased.

You never told your mom. She's a daft cow.

-[Susan sobbing] -Women.

[shoes clopping]

[shoes clopping]

[lively music]

[Grace stomping]

[Will laughing]

Come on, Charlotte, give us a gig?

Uh, there's a body upstairs.

Well it's a nice thought, love

but he never was too light on his feet.

Yeah that's right, you laugh.

It won't be so funny come 10 o'clock.

Oh, Old Souls'.

Woo!

Look at ya!

All worked up over a few leftovers.

Chuck you a chicken leg, Fred Matkin

and you bob your head and fawn and smile.

Who pulled your string, love?

A boy's dead!

Well let's get the onions out and have a good cry.

All you care about is sticking your snouts in the trough.

Just having a bit of fun.

You think you've made it, don't ya?

Mr. Jarvis' boys and Mrs. Ryan's girls.

Don't give that for you.

Get rid of you all tomorrow soon as look at you.

[sombre music]

[Grace inhales sharply]

[high energy music]

Grace, tell me.

You just make me sick sometimes. Come on.

Where?

[high energy music]

-[door creaks] -[high energy music]

Grace!

-[door slams] -[high energy music]

[heavy breathing]

-[high energy music] -[lips kissing]

Who are you angry with?

Everything. Everyone.

-Yeah but- -[lips kissing]

[high energy music]

[Fred laughing]

Hey, I don't know no Latin.

"Adeste fideles".

-That's your Latin. -Is it?

All right then, that'll do.

[Fred laughs]

[romantic music]

George?

[clock ticking]

[magical music]

[clock chiming]

[magical music]

And now the world has stopped turning.

[Grace laughs]

[romantic music]

[lips kissing]

[romantic music]

-[door creaks] -[Will] Shh!

[Esther] You love me, don't you?

[Will] Shh.

[door bangs]

Will!

You say you do-

Lie down, I'm on duty in half an hour.

-Say you love me! -Open your legs!

Will!

I love you. Now open your legs.

[Will groaning]

Holy Mary mother of God.

Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

I'm at thy whim, Jesus.

Holy Mary mother of God, pray for us sinners now

and in the hour of our death.

Amen.

-There it is. -What?

The smell.

Oh my God. There's the smell.

[Charlotte gasping]

Pray!

Close your eyes and pray.

Adeste...

Adeste

fideles.

Hallelujah.

-Jesus Christus! -[maids screaming]

Christmas!

Easter!

[maids screaming]

[Fred and Joseph laughing]

-Ah, Devil's mix, right? -Oh, why not.

[Fred and Joseph laughing]

-[high energy music] -[Grace and George panting]

-[lips kissing] -[heavy breathing]

[Susan and Charlotte whimpering]

[Charlotte] Ah!

[door bangs]

[Susan and Charlotte screaming]

Wait there.

[door creaks]

That was Susan and Lizzie.

What were they doing?

Time I were off anyway.

We'll make is somewhere safer next time.

No next time.

[lips kiss]

I've been sacked.

[shoes clopping]

Right.

Well.

[door bangs]

[principal servants chatting]

[glass tinging]

[fire crackling]

The end of a strange and sad day,

my friends.

A day in which we have all been tried and tested.

And none of us have been found wanting.

[fire crackling]

To those who serve

with dignity

and elegance,

may their conduct be always exemplary.

To those who serve.

[Principal servants] To those who serve.

-[laughing] -[applauding]

-[Will sighs] -[shoes plodding]

[chair creaks]

[Will sighs]

-[shoes padding] -[floorboards creaking]

[sombre music]

-[door creaks] -[door clicks]

-[clock chiming] -[sombre music]

[chair creaks]

[Will sighs]

[sombre music]

-[shoes padding] -[door clicks]

[sombre music]

[orange petals rustling]

-[sombre music] -[orange petals rustling]

[dramatic music]

[Jarvis Voice] You'd have done better to save Lord Harry

and throw yourself down the bloody stairs.

[dramatic music]

[Will gasps]

[floorboards creaking]

[Will breathing heavily]

[night watchman treading]

[Will breathing heavily]

[birds twittering]

[water pump clangs]

[Woman] All right then.

[horse neighs]

[bird tweets]

[Will] Where'd you get to last night?

Not far.

She let you?

[water splashing]

She did, didn't she?

Bloody Grace May, you lucky bastard.

I'm not saying she did,

I'm not saying she didn't.

She did.

You lucky dirty dog.

Do you know what I'd give for a girl like her?

That slut's been with Frank for the last two years.

Give it a rest, Esther.

She could have any disease under the sun.

Says her that's had a mark.

Just bugger off will ya.

Stop hanging around me and pawing at me.

I was drunk.

It was dark.

And if I had a choice between you or her,

guess which one I'd go for?

George. The Earl's on his way down.

He'll breakfast on the orangery.

[George] Sir.

[Andrew] Let's be having you.

The orangery. Now, boy.

[gravel crunching]

[light-hearted music]

Miss Lewis, are you busy?

Just getting Lady Caroline dressed, Mrs. Ryan.

I know it's not really your job, Miss Lewis,

but if you wouldn't mind.

Sometimes going the extra mile can bring its own rewards.

Mind you don't get the dress dirty.

[shoes clopping]

[bag thuds]

[curious music]

[lively music]

Is there anything I can do, Chef?

I don't know, is there?

Mrs. Ryan said I'm to make myself useful.

Follow me, mademoiselle.

[lively music]

Sarah.

[mischievous music]

-[egg cracks] -[yolk squishes]

[tense music]

Your flowers, my Lord.

Where the hell is Jarvis!

The orangery has been raided

Ruined!

Raped!

And someone from this house must have done it.

I'm waiting.

[footman coughs]

I'm still waiting.

Very well.

So be it.

Thrippence will be deducted from every wage

to pay for new plants.

And when we discover who it was

it will be a long, lonely walk to the gatehouse.

Go back to your work.

Miss May!

If you can't manage to wear clean apron

with your charge lying dead upstairs,

it does not bode well for your future

in the big, cold world.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jarvis.

Mrs. Ryan.

And you wanted to give this girl

a position upstairs, Mrs. Ryan?

[sombre music]

[keys jingling]

[shoes clopping]

[sombre music]

[water swishing]

[magical music]

[Esther laughing]

[mischievous music]

[water swishing]

[mischievous music]

[door creaks]

[tense music]

Get Mr. Adams and Mr. Forrest here. Now!

You were on duty all night.

You didn't see anyone?

The flower fairy with a bloody wheelbarrow

full of the things.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jarvis.

You were pissed, Mr. Forrest.

No, sir.

[hand slaps]

Get out of this room.

[Will whimpers]

-Thank you Mr. Adams. -Sir.

Lead on gentlemen.

Let's get him into the hearse.

Put the lid on.

-[shoes shuffling] -[brush polishing]

Thrippence! Bastard!

I could give my bloody hand

to whoever did those sodding flowers.

I reckon it was the watchman.

What? That lazy git?

Since when did he ever do anything

he didn't have to do.

Well it has to be a man.

You wouldn't get a girl going out in the dark

to the orangery, would you?

I mean, spooky.

[tense music]

What?

You bitch.

I never.

-I didn't. -You vicious little slut.

Will, I don't know how they got there.

You knew I was on the door.

You knew I'd get my kicked.

Just 'cause he don't want you no more?

I've heard of a woman scorned

but that is bloody evil.

-Is wasn't me! -Wasn't it?

[tense music]

[door creaks]

[shoes clopping]

'Course it was you.

Why else would you have these in your pocket?

I never, Mrs Ryan, I wouldn't.

You brazenly hard face little liar

But I didn't. I really didn't.

Why would I?

If you don't confess I shall get myself another maid.

So the truth, this time, please?

Did you wantonly destroy the Earl's flowers?

The truth, miss,

or you're out?

[Esther sighs]

Yes. Mrs. Ryan.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Ryan.

You realise what I should do, don't you?

I should make you confess to Mr. Jarvis

but if I do he'll dismiss you.

You do realise that, don't you?

Stupid girl.

Get out of my sight.

[keys jingling]

Gentlemen, are the carriages ready?

Spicer girl in disgrace?

Oh, something and nothing.

You're too kind, Mrs. Ryan.

They take advantage.

[tense music]

[shoes clopping]

[Mr. Jarvis] Mistress Spicer!

Get your stinking bones back here!

-[shoes clopping] -[tense music]

[coat flaps]

[drawer clattering]

Trick my dad taught me.

If anyone does you down,

you do them down in return, only 10 times worse

and maybe they'll think twice about doing it next time.

There won't be a next time.

I've been dismissed.

-[Esther stomping] -[tense music]

-[Mrs. Ryan gulps] -[tense music]

Mrs. Ryan.

Wait.

[bottle clinks]

Yes?

I've taken my bed to the store

and my keys to the doorkeeper.

You what?

What?

Wasn't that right?

I can't let you go now, Grace? What are you thinking of?

We've lost the Spicer girl,

we could hardly afford to lose you.

We haven't called for anyone else.

Bring your things upstairs right away.

Quickly the cortège leaves in five minutes.

[church bell ringing]

[bottle clinks]

[Mrs. Ryan gulps]

-[Fred singing] -[church bell ringing]

[horse neighs]

-[horse whinnies] -Whoa!

[church bell ringing]

[ladies shuffling]

Come along please, the Earl isn't coming down.

Today of all day's he's gonna kill me if I can't find it.

Will!

There.

I never left it there.

Have you seen Esther yet? She's waiting to say goodbye.

I've seen her. Red eyes, like a rat.

-[staff shuffling] -[shoes clopping]

[church bell ringing]

Will!

-[church bell ringing] -[horse neighs]

[Esther stomping]

Grace.

Remind me, never get on the wrong side of you.

How'd you mean?

That little cow would never pick flowers for a dead kid.

You might.

Still, least this way you will stay for a bit.

How do you know?

Well you'll get her job, won't you?

Just did.

There you are. It's not often I'm wrong, Grace.

But I'm right again!

Bet you think I'm a right bitch, don't you?

Esther would have done the same to you.

Yeah but I'm not like Esther.

Never said you were.

If you want another one, you're gonna have to pull them in.

[Mr. Jarvis] Come along now.

Hey stragglers.

What are you on about?

If you want another kiss.

You're gonna have to pull them claws in.

Who says I do?

Do yeah, Grace.

Maybe you'll have to get used to a few more scratches.

Maybe I will.

[stately sombre music]

-[hooves clopping] -[gravel crunching]

[carriage clattering]

[stately sombre music]

[soft sombre music]

[upbeat harpsichord music]

[crowd cheering]

[Andrew] What the hell is going on out here?

Nothing!

You dirty boys!

No we're not!

I'm am unhappy with almost everything you do, Mr. Adams.

-[water splashes] -[footmen exclaim]

George Cosmo is-

He's a charmer and a trickster.

No one must ever know about us.

They're not drawing their wages so who is?

We'll finish this when I get back.

[upbeat harpsichord music]