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I think I found somebody feel me?

What if someone sees?

No one's going to chat? I far too busy.

I miss our courtesy friendship.

I hope that we are still courteous, but not friends.

Not quite enemies, dear Mr.

Jarvis.

So why are you writing to him?

Not you faking a character.

I'm not a villain.

I just need this job.

Dear water.

I've wanted to write this letter for a long time,

but I've hesitated in case

putting it into words made matters

more difficult between us.

I hope I've not left of so long

that the rift has become too wide to ever be mended.

You must know that I hold you

in the highest regard.

I'm laughing.

Is there.

You've no business being up here.

Stop!

Come back this minute.

Did you get your ladies?

Let's take a look at your.

Stinking bodies.

Are we in here,

gentlemen?

Out of your beds, if you please.

Head count and inspection.

Right.

I think

you miss.

It has to be a lower servant.

One of your footmen and one of your maids.

Well. There's grooms.

The porters sense it's someone from the third floor corridor.

Obviously, there aren't any romances I know.

Well, you obviously don't.

Blatantly flouting house rules and rubbing our bloody noses in it.

Well, Mr.

Adams, let's tighten up, shall we?

Nip this in the bud?

You're too late for that.

The bottle has been opened.

Well, if a young girl has been seduced

and her life ruined as a result, somebody's life has been ruined.

Let's not make too much of this.

If we discover who it was, they will be punished.

And if we don't?

How can I make too much of it?

Am I the only one concerned that this immorality going on under this roof?

My main concern being butler rather than vicar,

is that someone is breaking house rules and getting away with it.

But it wouldn't be the first house to have its own brothel.

Take the scandal at Windsor Castle.

It could be one of the maids and many of the men.

Several maids and all of the men.

I expect you

to take this matter seriously and do something about your men.

Can I assume that you'll be doing something about your women?

My women are not arrogant, posturing, hard drinking.

Hardly recognize my footman in that description.

Well, then, you obviously don't know them very well, do I? Not?

All I know is it wasn't me.

That's what they're all saying.

Well, it has to be someone before you say this.

Don't me either.

We know that, don't we?

We don't keep any blind maids

or feeble minded ones.

I've asked you well, tonight.

Well, I'll give a week's pay for the name of a dirty bastard.

Just thinking.

There's some little woman right under our noses giving it up to someone,

but not someone. Is it me?

Whoever it is, he's a slut

when she's discovered to be completely disgraced.

Poor thing. There.

It turned out with that character.

Do not use that room for years.

Could have been going on for forever.

You know who I reckon it is?

no one. No.

No one in the laundry room in the night watchman.

That's just me.

It's not a laundry room.

It's one of us.

Or one of the galleries or a kitchen maid.

Has to be.

Hey, the man,

do you think it might be Mr. Adams? Mrs.

blue? Oh.

I'm sorry. Mr.

Adams is one of the men and women sitting together,

but they both place well.

They shouldn't, should they?

My girls would be on this side of the table.

Charlotte. Come along.

Take your food. Move around.

From now on, you stay on your own side.

Mrs. Ryan. There are more women than men.

I'm only one table. Well, then you can use this table.

We use that for serving.

Well, then you will eat and shift, won't you, Johnny?

Come on, take your plate. Move across. Will get called.

Good. Maybe we'll call your order.

My order? Everyone's

right.

Come on, come on, you men.

All out. Out, I said!

From now on, the women will eat first.

Of. What we should get first.

Sitting at dinner, then we can't stick cold bacon. Me.

So tell me, William, if you get a sack, get to live with it.

I it to. Where would you go? Wasn't bloody me.

No. Said it was.

Where would you go, Georgie?

But Mr.

Savage and the delights of Exmoor.

All right.

I like sheep.

Girls.

Men are not the same as us.

There's no reason to them

a man in.

A man at night. He.

I finding this amusing.

Susan and Mrs.

Ryan.

A man may be polite.

Attentive.

The finger of respectability by day.

But at night.

At night. If he thinks.

If you present yourself as as

less than a stranger,

then you may not be able to fend him off.

And if you find yourself alone with him, you're just as guilty.

You and Missus Ryan.

Not as guilty, Charlotte.

Certainly foolish.

Which is why it's my duty to warn you.

If there's anything any of you know.

I mean, the sad thing is, now

every man in this house is looking at each and every one of you and thinking, is it

is it her?

She has tarred you all with her brush.

We are all adults.

We know what went on.

We also know that no one is going to step forward and volunteer for dismissal.

So I won't waste my breath asking for a confession that we will never get.

His lordship

has decided to go to the Cumberland House for spring.

We travel on Wednesday, so

therefore my footman will leave behind all the maids

and all the temptations I present, however unwittingly.

Unfortunately, one of the footmen must stay a tap lodge,

as Lady Mary Bourne is too old for Cumberland.

Spring isn't.

And she will require a footman in attendance.

Who, Mr. Jarvis?

That's for her lady's maid, Mrs.

Diggins, to decide.

Someone I trust who doesn't totally revolt her.

So to stay here in luxury.

You know what you have to do?

Impress Mrs.

Diggins, woo her.

I returned this letter in some confusion.

You've never before seen fit to make an announcement to the staff

before you've even had the simple courtesy to consult me.

Cumberland House, just so the

others can get some frickin entertain before the season ends.

Can we break this damn fool neck?

Bloody mildew and the bread and the stink of.

Damn, there's no one else for master days off.

Right? Laugh.

But here, there's no question about it.

Should be me stopping back first footman first for then goes with you.

No, Cumberland for you.

Well, unless you could we do way around.

Mrs. Diggins

can't stand the woman,

and she can't abide me.

Do you want it to have me?

No. Respect your illness.

Where are you going?

We'll see if the crafty buggers operate on those in any

sneaking assault.

I'm looking after him

just a bit quicker off the mark, then give me that, will you?

Got it. Just powdered that.

Look how she's.

Her ladyship is going to the morning room.

Joseph.

Well, chef,

she Cumberland Cook will do her evening meal for the rest.

You know what? Her Ladyship likes this.

What most 90 year old's like little and often and requiring no teeth.

She's easy enough to please, unlike her maid.

Right.

Mrs. Dickens at least understands

the need for good discipline in the house.

Finally, I've instructed all the servants and all those concerned.

There will be only one meal sitting

without any discussion with me.

You'll come to me in the first place.

As it is, you double the servants meal time

without any consultation.

It's everything.

It is unfair to treat every man in this household

as if we are crazed and lustful savages.

Missus Ryan, just one of you.

I show no signs of a struggle in that room.

No signs of any resistance.

We'll be ironic

if whoever stayed behind was the culprit. I.

Still, you can always lock them in their room

at night, can't you?

You've got the best legs of me, I hope I I am Mrs.

Diggings likes a good leg.

What does Lady ball like?

Oh, don't worry about that.

You are.

Mrs. diggings rules the roost.

Well, silver face, she's all right.

Well, now, at the outset, she gave me one of her powders.

There's not about us always gives us sugared almonds.

There she goes. Well, you're a bit of salt.

Sugar, bloody almonds.

Give over.

Fred. What? Don't you get any?

Like hell I do. Yes, ma'am.

He says we need feeding up

right front.

Joe, there won't be any goodies in Cumberland.

Get it in the storeroom.

Just rocks and railings. Just trust us.

On our way.

Oh, that's it then, isn't it?

And then one of them.

You must be the savior.

Do you believe I've told you this, my mate?

You barely knows who I am.

Well, wait.

Are you going to stand by? Well, I get the best billet for you.

Meantime,

a conductivity witness for another inning and leave one of us behind the hill.

That person's not going to be me.

I don't want it to be.

Oh, Sam, it may shouldn't take much to ensure that.

Gently nudge the black boys aside,

I think we'll be able to manage.

This man

allow me to present to you and footman what is not going to the waste

of Cumberland.

What if I said, well, Martha, I'm the only one that knows so far.

What are you doing?

Cosmo? Lady.

She left the fat on the trace over.

Cut and Archie.

Caution face.

I probably dropped it on the way.

Oh, bloody.

Didn't you see, sir, she always does have a good excuse.

You're so useless. We have to run around after you.

Do you two have to turn everything into a fight?

So? So.

A passionate woman makes bad bread.

I know what you mean.

Well, they say that hatred

is the next thing to love.

And if you're not careful, Lassie,

you start liking.

Draw.

To be fair to his Lordship's dogs.

I'm giving you as much notice as I have myself.

Felix.

Tomorrow I'll trade and serve.

Feast with one day's August.

The usual farewell supper for the upper servants.

Phenix cross does not have a usual.

I mean the usual time, the usual place, the usual bloody servants.

Usual. Bloody good temper.

Will you cook dinner tomorrow for the upper servants?

Oh, not. Yes.

Thank you.

Whole evening of Flora Orion.

To look forward to shouting above the merry clank.

Clank of a rusted chastity belt.

I think of before me a man who has not had a walk

into town recently.

My hands fear too large.

I stumble over my words, and you look at me as though

I am a tedious irritant in your life.

Whatever I say or do seems to make the matter worse,

so that I'm becoming nervous about saying or doing anything at all.

Oh come on, Grace.

What are you doing now?

Grace?

I was going to watch the lake house, and now we have.

In a flash, the men leave

for most of the journey.

If Mr.

Jarvis had wanted that kind of attention, he should have given us more warning.

Go and help Charlotte with the Earl's packing to be suppertime.

Before you know it.

You hurt and night.

If she says one more thing to me, I swear I'll faint.

Then she'll be sorry.

Ma'am.

Stop stuff!

George,

I've been in a fight any minute now, you idiot.

You're pretty fine yourself for me, thinking.

No, I'm not. And you?

You want to go?

Be careful.

Who? Don't you go stealing my razor?

Well, I'll touched your bloody razor.

are you afraid to leave it alone?

What are you all about?

But just because Mrs.

Dickens can't stand here. Relax.

Get your own razor.

Shave your legs recently.

Oh, I can't be assed.

I think we should.

We thank you, Lord, for what you're about to receive

and make us fit for the work you have allotted us.

Amen. Amen, Amen.

I'm going to preach here.

Good number of a trainer.

There's no elbow room to cut anything.

We have less, more and more and get down our necks.

How do you ever work?

We would have bled to death by an effort.

I mean, he did.

But I lost a couple of quarts.

To show Huck

this is a Dickens.

Feeding time at the circus.

How are we on, ladies and gentlemen?

I'm just telling Mrs.

Dickens who's who.

Just yet.

You're wasting your time.

Loves sugar. Diamonds.

Can't get enough of her black boys.

It's the driver's license.

Copy. This ain't Daisy's dinner.

Sorry, Mrs. run. How me?

Running around the afternoon.

Oh, so long as you know me as well.

Off, you'll be halfway. It's got to be down here.

I'm not going anywhere

you like.

Mrs. Higgins.

Hello, mate.

He seems to come by habit. End of a long day.

You can't go into my ladies bedroom.

I wouldn't dream of it, but I'll just go to the top of the stairs.

Hey. How are the ladyship?

It's.

She is.

I've got a soft spot for old people.

My motto.

Do you know,

I don't suppose I do.

My mum's got a bedroom just like this.

So I did all in.

How on earth could your mother possibly afford a woman like this?

One French unmowed and two guineas.

Hey, my mum's pulled up and my lovely.

Oh. You.

Oh, show those closing bells up.

And I should call that outside.

Can't be cumbersome.

Then.

What have you got there?

Nothing.

Oh, slow morning already, is it?

I'm not good.

What is that?

So perfect.

Nothing at all.

Just.

If there's nothing you can bloody well tell me.

So we were in this together. We.

I don't want Fred and Joe known just yet.

Well, I mean, it was only for us.

Oh, tell anyone.

All right.

It's lavender one,

you know, smelly stuff.

Piece of.

Old shovel face. Loves it.

She likes a shaven leg, a clean shaven chin and loads of lavender. One.

She likes her flunky. Sweet.

Does she know? It.

All she can.

Funny.

Oh, well.

It was almost a

So Mrs.

Stick has made a choice to let us know when she has Mr.

Adams this evening.

The lower servants may have a small party.

There will be extra beer and food.

Oh, I'm sure they'll be very grateful, sir.

We will ensure that it is both respectable and decorous.

After all,

we're not have our men led astray by these little madams, Mr.

Adams?

Oh, he's a poet, and you don't know it.

I am William Shakespeare himself.

Compared to you, Mr.

Cosmo.

I tell you what you watch.

Be the bloody statue in the sun. In hop.

Next, I take it everything else, We've been doing to your coats

and nothing.

It's all right. Oh, good.

Oh, wow.

All right, ooze, don't.

I'll tell Mr.

Jarvis you'll be an hour or two late, shall I?

Fred Gloss, as in my very fragile glass.

I was just very big stone.

You've been nobbled, mate.

Oh, which one of you bastards.

Go for it.

Idiot grins on idiot faces.

We're living with lunatics.

And twitching to the line with a piano.

Go on.

If the

person playing the piano is a woman, it will go on the female side.

And if a man wants to play, it'll go in the male side.

And if the piano is on the female side, who's going to move it to the inside?

I dare say I will give a special dispensation for piano removal.

I trust you will make sure this line is observed, Mr.

Adams.

I'll do my job.

Mrs.. Right, as I always do.

Yes. But you're not bothered to hide your disapproval, will you?

Your attitude, Mr.

Adams.

This is right. Good.

I was looking for you.

Could you spare a few minutes?

Anyone could slip away

while the household is busy, while you're in your still room, or I'm upstairs.

They could be in here.

Or here?

I have work to do. I won't keep you long.

They finish.

This is most unnecessary.

I can have a party in here all night long and we wouldn't hear a thing.

I have a duty to those girls.

We could spend half our lives trying to keep them apart,

and they would spend all of their hours trying to get back together.

And if you don't believe that, you should prevent them from doing

so, then you're not the gentleman I thought you were.

Then we are destined to disappoint each other.

Well.

Lunatics.

All the feeble minded.

We can take our choice.

Are you telling me to remove my white line?

You must do as you think fit.

But they may find it amusing.

Oh, then they must laugh at me with something as you do.

I do not.

This is riot.

You are making a mistake.

You found two old blankets

and three old candles if you finished with me.

And because of that, I have engineered an early departure to Cumberland.

Your girls are unhappy.

My men are dreading it.

And still you are making a fool of yourself.

Thank you.

I didn't realize

you had engineered this removal.

I helped his lordship make up his mind.

Dear Mr.

Jarvis,

I'm at a loss to understand your recent behavior towards me.

How could you tell me so brutally

that I am the cause of your departure?

If this is true,

it means that you prefer a cold and hated household to the one I have created.

A tactless.

And if it is not true, then you said it to hurt me.

And that was cruel.

Oh, right. Oh,

sleep.

I told him not to, because.

No fair. Please tell you what.

I'll make it up to you then. Don't bother.

Oh, even a schoolboy, you see, I know.

Put me off. Really? Go.

Oh, yeah. What? No. It's over.

George, you really think he's going to help anyone but George?

Cosmo,

I'm not in the race.

I may never have been to New.

And I don't want to see will trample all over everybody.

You ready?

11. Double jump.

Are you really having a laugh?

I it was up to me.

I overheard a talking to Mr..

No, no, no.

Oh he likes a sweet, sweet smell.

Got on.

Well he's up there now but no, it's too late anyway.

She's thinking, just waiting.

Good luck.

Can't live without you. Right. Call. Grace.

Come on.

yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm on. Finish it.

Fine. Don't.

Know that you don't.

Oh. Freaking out.

Did I have to drink this stuff as well?

Well, well, just taking the skin off my teeth,

I'm afraid the street is much heavier.

It's on my waistcoat.

It's the very least of your worries.

Where's my top floor corridor?

Reeking like a French brothel.

Sorry, Mr.

Fly, Mr. forest staking, sir.

And what is that?

Good soul don't deserve such bad treatment.

Well, she likes it, sir.

Who told you that?

Fast.

Mr. Machen, who told you that mean Mr.

Cosmo? Sir.

Mr. Cosmo.

Tell me

which footman is noticeable by his absence.

I don't know, sort.

For the top of his head.

Standard.

This one hardly ever did.

I have

only ever been a devoted friend to you.

I think of you so highly that I can not be convinced,

as you seem to wish, that you are cold and indifferent man.

You must know my feelings towards you.

And if it must be me who takes the first step in

acknowledging those feelings, then I do so now.

And I trust in your form and gentleness and goodness

to receive this letter kindly

yours most sincerely.

Sorry.

could we have the door open?

Yes. Yeah.

Thank you, Mr.

Adams. So.

So, Mrs.

Dickens,

which of these fragrant gentlemen will you entrust with her ladyship?

Well, I haven't changed my mind, Mr. Jarvis.

I don't like Yorkshiremen.

And I won't have anyone who can't speak like a civilized Christian.

And that's why I'm not permitted to prize apart the black boys.

Joseph.

Oh, what's his name?

And so

it is.

Well, it'll have to be him.

The ugly one.

Very well.

The ugly one will stay here.

The more presentable ones may leave.

If it's all over, Mr.

Adams, you.

You. Who you going to choose from?

The movie star. I've been watching us laughing.

Who's been picked?

Oh, well, let's try and get your lucky star isn't here, George.

Lutie. George!

Oh, I never fallen for him.

It's only been here a couple of months.

Which of these fragrant gentlemen?

You will make yourself available to Mrs.

Ryan at the start of day.

Every day, this Mr. Jarvis.

And report to Mrs. Dickens at noon.

Yes, Mr..

Well, I don't understand a word he says,

so it's useless me asking him anything.

You're a gambler and a butler.

Yes. Mr. and Mrs. Higgins,

you will give Mrs. Ryan and Mrs.

Diggins the same deference in obedience you give me.

Understand?

Sir Charles will have a better spring

than your colleagues in Cumberland.

After all, Mrs.

Ryan is no Mrs.

Castleton. I.

No, sir.

She certainly isn't.

Mrs. Castle Dine was an old housekeeper

at George's last house with

Mrs. Castleton.

Quite a character.

Twisted my ear a few times.

Unless you have anything else,

I'm sure Mr.

Cosmo will be a credit to you and respect my maids.

I daresay you have his uses.

You can go. Yes.

So anybody that was in it, I hope.

I know Jarvis

and Andrew know she's in bed by eight every night.

By much work. she.

Thank you,

ma'am.

Yes. You.

Mr.. So, Mrs..

Higgins, Mrs.. Dickens.

Oh, if you pardon Mrs.

Dickens, you don't find it.

Tell when the household has moved down. Oh, really?

Only the dull, a dull.

Of course.

At least one person will not be sharing your head.

Colds and rheumatism.

I have rheumatism of my own. Thank you.

As has my lady.

Thank

to Mr. Crüe's.

I was wondering what you thought of my Grandma Glass.

I was worried it was a little thick. Thick?

No, it's perfect, Mrs. Rowan.

I couldn't do it better myself.

How good?

I don't see you. Oh.

000, goodness.

Oh, that's. Oh, that's beautiful.

Jarvis.

A small token, Mrs.

Ryme vote of thanks from the footman.

Valets, maids

and all those that are going north in the morning.

Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs.

Ryme.

How kind.

Really?

Really very kind.

And these flowers.

How did you get them to be so delicate?

Well, I shall tell you when we return.

Special occasion.

Special wine to go with Madeira, please.

I'm sorry.

Please excuse me.

I have to,

Not long ago.

And fresh.

Mr.. In the back car to go back and see you.

Then let me show you that I.

Have got it from scratch.

Well as back so round the back and to and back.

So plus I took off.

I went back home.

I had to sort to

la la la la la la la la la la la

Mr. Cosmo.

So carry on

George I want.

La la la la la la la la.

Mr. coachman. Yes, sir.

Tell me about Mrs. Castle.

Well, she was, She was strict.

She drove us, no doubt of that.

But fair.

And, well, she kept a good.

I'll never.

You have much trouble there, Mr. Jarvis.

I hope you've had your fill of supper, Mr.

Cosmo.

You won't be returning to the party.

Oh. Oh, you. Oh!

Oh oh, right.

Oh, yeah.

Right. 000.

Ha ha ha

ha ha ha!

Happened.

It's George. George. Cosmo.

He's a big trouble.

She can't, Mr. Jarvis.

He just took him off face like Thunder said.

He ain't coming back to the party.

What's he done? I say a it.

I mean, some woman near the night.

Bloody hell to know that might not be so.

He's that dirty little prick, is he?

And Mr.

Jarvis will be applying the thumbscrews.

So why don't you use.

Must be shooting yourself in

the backside.

Vases size too opulent for my taste.

I mean, the French have no restraint.

They must go over to everything.

Over.

Wrecked cake,

pudding

or something, I suppose.

Yeah, and that's what a British.

Chancery.

Chatsworth is beautiful.

Mrs. Castle Dine was the first housekeeper.

Ashwell manor

official. Biddy

120 years ago.

If you have ever worked there, you would know

that her owners rules are hung above the servants hall.

But you didn't know that, did you?

And I must draw

my own conclusions, sir. I'm.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jarvis.

I'm really sorry.

Sorry you've been found out.

A forger and a liar.

I did forged the character, sir.

Notion of you are a rogue, Mr. Cosmo,

are you not?

Yes, Mr.

Jarvis, but I didn't want to lie.

I needed a job, sir, for I'm a good footman.

I'm a work hard, sir.

Cosmo.

Is that a name?

I've always had a feeling about that name

is that I don't care what I do.

I'll work in the garden, sir.

I'll do the portrait.

We prefer our orders. To be honest.

I'll be not sold, sir.

I'll work my way back to footman.

All right.

Just let me prove to you some.

Prove I can do it.

Just let me stay, sir.

Please, Mr.

Jarvis, let me stay. Mr. Krauss,

I'm sorry. I won't be long.

If you could speak for a moment, I really set out.

Of course.

I might as well.

Hey, is not my answer, darling.

This is what she comes.

Oh, come on, she's all right.

Just try to remember. Know I.

This is my Auntie Nellie.

This is my, teeny lady.

I know my granny.

And every time she walks over like your daddy.

Ha, ha.

I thanked her barely.

She turned to reply. And you'd gone.

My face was in a rictus with the effort of smiling at the bloody woman. All,

All right, all right.

I'll grovel and fawn some more happy?

Happy.

Oh, I have the measure of you, Mr.

Cosmo.

You're cocky, pragmatic.

Well, the moral backbone of an earthworm.

Look, I'm gonna be honest with you, sir.

All right?

A little light, perhaps.

I've always been a waster, sir.

Am I arguing?

But this is like a light as dawned on me.

I've seen how everyone works, and now everyone behaves.

And nothing should be.

I'm not always waste any more, sir.

Finished?

Yeah, yeah.

Well, except.

I used to want to be a valet, sir.

You know,

I fancy them neckties, girls, high heels.

You know, the kind of thing.

But I don't anymore, sir.

I want to be a butler.

Oh, she.

And if I could believe a word of it, I will be gratified.

I'll decide what to do

with you in the morning.

I get out of my sight. Sir.

When you're gone, Armaan.

You like widow. So to do.

But just till then I'll buy my time and do what good wives do.

After your girl usher you off.

Come. You're right.

Oh, poke your coat. Oh,

you're a fool.

You need your breath.

I need your right to stay in your bed.

When your old man comes in knocking like old men.

They do, short comings.

Ain't no shame.

What lies at us. Oh.

You. Right.

You've been dismissed.

Oh, yeah.

You will be.

I mean, you'll both be having their ears.

That's nothing to do with you.

Of course it is.

Their work out now they know who the man is.

They're not.

Sir, what can I job?

Jarvis.

Myself for my character.

This is Ryan, Mr.

Jarvis.

Have you forgotten something?

My manners.

I'm sorry I had to leave so early.

I had intended to come back.

It's fine.

We managed without you.

There was a problem with one of the men,

and it's a soft.

Postponed.

It was always on the cards, love.

We always knew there was a risk for a man.

We didn't. We thought you'd go right with it.

But don't worry about me.

I'll be well.

Start somewhere else now.

You want me to come with you?

I come home, run up and pack my things.

Come with me to the workhouse.

Come and sleep in a ditch, ma'am, because you never had to do it.

I can't bear to lose you.

And we'll run

when we want.

You know you won't once you've gone.

Oh, Frank,

I've taken you away from everything

you love.

I love you.

I'm taking.

You. You.

Well.

As pleasant as this is

a long day tomorrow.

This is right.

Thank you for a delightful meal,

Mr. Craske.

So he did.

Well.

Good night to my.

Whoa.

Got the.

Oh! Hold it, hold it!

Be careful.

My boxes must be loaded last and unloaded first.

Hurry!

Have you ever seen such chaos, Mrs.

Wright? Every time the men return or leave, Mr.

honest Johnny, don't drag it on the floor.

Pick it up.

When you men have gone, silence will descend like a blessing.

All when we're dying of cold and damp.

Please think of us with pity.

Sure, you'll manage

to take care of yourselves.

Well, hang on, miss, this thing.

It's too late, mate.

What do we do with it then? I'll give you a cloak.

Your heart should be very musical from now on.

Yeah, but it's on the list.

And every time we take a shit in her place, she was only a welshman's

daughter. Yeah, but only the opening chords.

Mr. forest, undo those ropes and unload your things.

I think, sir, it's your trunk off that cart and back to your room.

You're staying.

Just clean off, then use your head, son.

George, get a sack and he's someone you stay behind yours after.

So. Truly.

Yeah.

Might give me a hand on my box.

Scotsman, get your bows in here.

Why do I read the work of fiction?

You passed off as character.

I thought you were too good to be true.

Have you been a footman before?

No, sir.

And it's been a remarkable performance.

Quite the showman.

Very well.

Let's go and pack your bags.

Thank you, Mr.

Jarvis.

Was,

was just thinking, sir, but.

Oh, greenhouses.

What did I just tell you to do?

Well, while you're away, sir, I can put them right, Mr.

Cosmo. When? The spring.

I could do the ditches and clear out the pond.

You won't get the chance.

You're taking William Forest place in Cumberland.

Get a move on,

Go on.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

I will be watching you, Mr.

Cosmo.

You'll have a shadow.

One step out of line and I'll have you. Yes.

Thank you sir.

I'm not exactly.

I will make your life miserable.

I'm warning you.

Thank you. Sir.

No, no, Robin, it.

I thought you'd gone.

Where the hell have you been?

Doing a dance, Mr. Jarvis.

Who the night was it? You was.

It was some bloody woman.

well, I'd say.

Well, I can't get their hands off me.

Oh, just tell me who it was.

Listen, whoever she was, I'll keep the bedroom for you.

Piss off. Well, George, come on me.

I could keep a secret, George, you know, I mean, you want to show me who's it?

All right.

Posh, skinny, tall, spoiled, desperate for

lady.

Kind of like I never was.

Joking, scheming lady Caroline.

What is that?

Oh, he's been lynched. Made for you. By now.

You would have been sacked, George.

Mr. scandal, you got to keep me on and keep me sweet because ball.

Got run.

I'll see you in a few months.

You want Lady Caroline?

Don't want to be.

Broke without.

First, Mr.

Cosmo,

you want a few more chips and the boys?

What are you gonna.

000. Looks

great.

Twice.

George was right.

You never kiss you.

He's been doing it with.

You you.

Grow strong.

See you in the summer.

I look forward to it, Mr.

Jarvis.

I. Owe.

You what? You.

Do. You.

Know.

This.