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[THEME MUSIC]
Telegram for Lady Edith.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I didn't want to disturb you.
Don't be silly, you couldn't disturb me.
Thank you, Baxter.
I wouldn't have bothered you.
I wish you'd stop talking like that and move back in.
I only came to tell you, Edith's about to receive
some very bad news. -What?
How do know?
Her editor is on his way to see her this afternoon.
I'm afraid it's what we've been waiting for.
However much you expect it, it's
still painful when it arrives.
And you don't think it's good news?
If it were he'd have telephoned.
When you see Madge, you'd better warn her.
-Are you all set for tomorrow? -What's this?
Oh, I'm going to see the cottage again.
After that I've got to make up my mind,
Mrs. Hughes is coming with me.
I'll leave you to it.
What's it like, this cottage?
I don't know, you can ask me after tomorrow.
Unless you want to come with us.
She wouldn't want me.
You know that's not true.
It would be good to bury the memorial business.
See what she says, but don't force her.
Well of course it's terrible, but what did she thinks
he was doing, living in a tree?
You mustn't make jokes, milady.
Only in here, I'll be as solemn as a church when I go down.
No, I am sorry, truly.
He was a nice man, though what he saw in Edith I-- Goodness,
the York in Ainsty are holding a point to point at Canningford
Grange on Saturday.
And Mr. Blake has persuaded Lord Gillingham
they should ride in it.
I thought you had to follow the hunt to be eligible.
They've both been out with the York in Ainsty.
I'm sure they've wangled it.
I might join them.
Are ladies allowed to race with the gentlemen?
They changed it just before the war.
Papa thinks it terribly fast.
Do they want to stay at Downton,
Mr. Blake and Lord Gillingham?
They want to meet at Canningford and then come here
that night, golly.
Well how would his lordship to come to Downton
after you've broken it off?
Because he still won't accept that I know my own mind.
Anna, do you think I'm looking rather frumpy?
Certainly not milady.
Hmm, I'm tempted to remind them of what they're missing.
You'd never be that heartless.
Well Shrimpy says he's narrowing
the list of possibilities.
And he thinks he'll track her down before long.
Are you going to tell the prince?
I think I should, don't you?
Would you like me to come?
No, I'll go alone this time.
[KNOCK]
Oh, I'm ever so sorry, milady, I didn't know you had company.
This is Mrs. Crawley, my cousin.
You'll find she's a frequent visitor.
Good day, madam.
Hello.
Denker is my new maid, she's trying to find her way around.
Did you have a question, Denker?
It can wait milady.
Well I, I was going to ask you about the luggage,
and which cases you prefer when you travel.
Well I don't travel much these days.
Why don't you ask Spratt, he'll help you.
Oh he'll help me, will he?
Huh, that's good to know.
If you'll excuse me.
Honestly, Mr. Barrow, you should
take some time off and have a rest, you look dreadful.
I'm perfectly fine, thank you.
I've never felt better.
You've never looked worse.
Since you are indifferent to my opinions, Mr. Bates,
it's only fitting I am indifferent to yours.
I'll just nip into the cottage, I've left my bottom box there.
[RING]
Oh, that's Lady Mariana.
She must want something before lunch.
You go on, I'll fetch them.
Would you? Thank you.
Do we know when he'll get here?
Later this afternoon.
I should have some drawings for you
all to look at before too long.
What sort of drawings?
Ideas for how we could renovate the rundown
houses in the village.
Well why is there such a building spurt?
Because the war showed how half the population
were very badly housed.
LORD GRANTHAM: They were shocked by how unhealthy
some of the new recruits were.
You cannot expect to get an A1 population out of C3 homes?
Who said that?
I think it was on a poster.
MARY: I heard from Charles today.
He and Tony are competing in the point
to point at Canningford on Saturday.
Atticus was talking about that.
Atticus?
Atticus Aldridge, the chap I met in York.
Has he become a friend?
Yes, he has rather.
His parents, the Sinderbys, have bought Canningford Grange.
And now they're wooing the county, Lord Sinderby's rich,
isn't he?
Who'd take on if they weren't?
ROSE: Well why don't we all go, and make a day of it?
MARY: Yes, we could ask granny and Isabel,
and take the children.
Shall I tell Charles they can stay here?
Of course, if you want them to.
When this fellow arrives, it would
be nice if you could leave Edith and me see him on our own.
This must be it.
Really milady, you do surprise me.
I hope your standards are not so
high as to prevent you remaining in my employment, Denker.
No, not at all.
Not as high as that, milady.
Where's the-- where is the knocker?
You, you stay here.
I've shown him into the drawing room
but I'm afraid it is as we feared.
Oh I am sorry.
His Lordship's with them now.
He's here then?
Yes, and it's not looking hopeful.
Oh dear.
Mrs. Hughes says you want to come with us tomorrow.
Only if you wouldn't mind.
This is the olive branch, I suppose.
If it's too much trouble--
No, no no.
You can buy the tea.
Mr. Carson wants to see the cottage.
He wants you to forgive him.
Why don't you come too?
I've got work to do.
You seem to be working harder than
when Ms. Bunting was around.
I am working harder, I'm determined not to let her down.
Some tea?
I can just about make tea.
How did you find me?
Rose gave me your address.
And you came alone to this part of the city?
I was accompanied by my maid, she's waiting outside.
How wonderful to be back in a world
where lady's are accompanied by their maids.
Why didn't your son provide you with a car?
Oh, he would have done, I-- I just didn't choose
to tell him where I was going.
It is not our first secret designation.
I always feel more comfortable leaving the past in the past.
Then why have you come?
Because Rose's father, Lord Flintshire, thinks
he's close to finding the princess.
She's alive then?
She was alive when she left Russia, that they know.
They think she was put on a boat headed for Hong Kong.
He'll know more soon.
I wanted you from the moment I first saw you.
More than mortal men ever wanted woman.
That is in historical detail.
Nonsense, if Erena were dead, I would ask
you to run away with me now.
You can't run away when there's no one left to run away from.
I loved you more than I loved her.
Even today, even this afternoon.
Please don't.
Why not, if it's true?
Because you make it sound as if we were both unhappy.
I do believe you were and I certainly was not.
You wouldn't admit it if it were true.
You think to be unhappy in a marriage is ill bred.
You do know me, Igor.
That I must concede.
Yes.
-Who was that? -Sergent Willis.
He wants to come back with that man from Scotland Yard.
I don't like the sound of it.
Is it to see Mr. Bates again?
That's the funny thing, he want's
to see Ms. Baxter this time.
Ms. Baxter?
What's she got to say about it?
Search me.
When are they coming?
Tomorrow morning.
I hope they don't stay all day or we'll miss our appointment.
He's gone.
Didn't he want some tea?
I offered him tea, dinner, and a bed for the night
but he had to get back.
Gregson's dead, I'm afraid.
How terrible that is to hear.
And was it this heir, Hitler?
Apparently, at least his gang of thugs.
During the so-called Beer Hall Putsch in Munich.
It took days for the police to get the city back under control
by then, any trace of Gregson was buried.
They found him now, of course, or what's left of him.
It's too horrible to think about.
At least they've locked Hitler up for five long years.
Coom says he won't serve five years, or anything like it.
There's another thing, Edith inherits
Gregson's publishing company.
I think I expected that.
I hope somehow it helps her get through this.
It was very generous of him.
I suppose they loved each other.
Oh, poor Edith, how is she taking it?
Hard to say.
It wasn't a surprise, of course, but there's always
a shred of hope, isn't there?
Shall I go and see here?
She's gone for a walk, she wanted to be on her own.
I'm sorry milady, I'm afraid it's not convenient just now.
I, I only want a moment.
As I said, it's not convenient.
What's this?
I don't want her to come in.
Well there's no need to be rude.
Course not.
Well she's not coming in, and that's flat.
I'm trying to bring her around but I
wish you hadn't jumped the gun.
I know, but, I had some bad news today
and I needed to see her.
You mean you were right about Marigold's father?
I'm very sorry to hear it.
But if you could just give me some time.
I didn't have time, Mr. Drew.
Of course, I'm sorry but let's face it,
he's been dead for over a year, that's when he went missing.
Yes, but he didn't die for Lady Edith
until this afternoon, that's what matters, isn't it?
I suppose so.
What are you studying now, Daisy?
The war of the Spanish Succession.
Oh, as a matter of fact I'm very--
Very what, Mr. Molesley?
Oh, never mind.
I'm sorry to disturb your ladyship.
What is it, Spratt?
We are having, rather a problem, with Ms. Denker.
She does not seem to grasp the laundry arrangements here.
She wants it all to go to the big house, even
the smaller items.
You're losing your sense of the appropriate, Spratt.
You're losing your sense of occasion.
But she's back there in the kitchen
now, shouting at the top of her voice,
and refusing to wash your, things.
Well I, I'm sure this is all very
interesting to Mrs. Crawley.
I, I'm sorry milady but I can't help it.
May I send her in?
I do apologise.
Oh don't, I'm enjoying it immensely.
Ah, that's what I was afraid of.
Are you going to the picnic at Canningfoot Grange on Saturday?
I think I might.
Oh, I'm glad, because-- no, never mind.
What were you going to say?
Only that I've asked Lord Merton to tea tomorrow.
Have you decided at last?
-Yes, I think so. -Oh.
But please don't pester me.
I'll let you know on Saturday.
I'm having rather a problem with Mr. Spratt, milady.
I do not know if Ms. Collins pandered to him,
but he seems to have no knowledge of the proper role
of a ladies maid.
We all pander to Spratt in this house, Denker.
He rules us with a rod of iron.
All except me, milady.
But I see you have company so we'll discuss
this at some other time.
And you wonder why I have neither lady's maid nor butler.
When I've done these I might go back to the cottage
and read until our dinner.
Mag say Lady Edith is dreadfully cut up,
and it's extra hard because he was killed so long ago.
And I suppose you can't expect the whole household to go
into mourning when he was no relation
and he's been dead for so long.
Will you please tell me what is the matter?
I couldn't find you're button box.
I'd forgotten all about it.
Oh well, never mind, It will turn up.
I did look.
I'm sure you did.
I looked in all the cupboards, and I found some other things.
Oh yes?
Yes.
I found a book by Marie Stopes and a box
containing a cunning piece of equipment
to insure there would be no baby Bates.
And I'm supposed to applaud your poking around
in my things, am I?
Now just a minute.
It is not for you to be angry with me,
it is for me to be angry with you.
How do you make that out.
You tell me you are longing for a child,
that it's in the hands of God.
But you seem to have put it in the very
practised hands of miss Stopes.
You're wrong, it's not like that.
Then what is it like?
Coming in Lily, I'll leave these on the table for you.
Oh Daisy, there you are.
I wondered if you'd like to borrow this.
What is it?
The fifth volume of the Cambridge modern history.
My dad gave me the whole set my 40th birthday.
I don't know, I've got so many books already.
Don't be churlish, Daisy, Mr. Molesley's offering to lend you
one of his prized possessions.
There's a good chapter on the war
and politics in Queen Anne's reign.
Of course if it's not interesting to you, um,
I'd quite understand.
No, I will look at it, thank you.
He's very kind, you know.
We should always be polite to people who are kind,
there's not much of it about.
What have you told Bates?
Nothing.
And he hasn't asked why you're sleeping in here?
Certainly not.
I wondered if you might like to change your mind and come back.
You heard Mr. Bricker say he was not in my room
by my invitation.
How do I know that wasn't just his gallantry?
Because I'm telling you, nothing happened.
I'll tell you what did happen.
You allowed him into your private life.
A man who thought he could step into my place, just like that.
He thought it, and he was mistaken.
Very well, if you can honestly say
you have never let a flirtation get
out of hand since we married.
If you have never given a woman the wrong impression,
then by all means, stay away.
Otherwise, I expect you back in my room tonight.
What have I got to do with it?
I wasn't even working here when Mr. Green first came.
That's right, she only came--
Thank you, Mrs. Hughes.
Even so, we understand you have some information
concerning Mr. And Mrs. Bates.
What information?
That's what we hope you'll tell us.
I want to talk about your past, Ms. Baxter,
would you prefer that we were alone?
I don't think I can allow you to question
a maid in this house without my being present.
Ms. Baxter?
Let her stay.
Very well.
When you served your prison sentence for theft--
What?
--they released you after three years.
Leaving the remaining two years to lie on the books.
Yes.
You know that if you break the terms of your release,
we can return you to prison without a trial.
That seems very--
Mrs. Hughes, one more interruption and I
will ask you to leave.
You think I know more than I do.
I believe there was an incident when
Mr. Green was staying here.
And, there may have been a journey to London
that no one knew about, but I couldn't swear to any of it.
Not even whether it was Mr. Bates who made the journey?
Not even that.
Well, thanks for your help, Ms. Baxter.
Who told you I knew anything?
We had a letter.
From whom?
Good day Mrs. Hughes.
I am going to ask one question.
Does her ladyship know your story?
Yes, she knows everything.
Then we'll say no more about it.
Come and see these.
Oh yes, this is just the kind of work we're looking for,
isn't it? -I knew you'd say that.
-Why? -They'd cost the most.
What about these designs?
They'd be much cheaper.
Much nastier.
But a lot of the renovated cottages
will be occupied by lifetime tenants,
we'd have no real income from them for 20 years.
So instead of Mr. Wavell's horrid houses,
we'll make our own?
Tom's just trying to protect the estate.
What's the matter, darling?
She's terribly listless, I wonder
if she's picked up a germ.
Or she'd have eaten a dead squirrel,
or something equally foul.
She's quite fat, perhaps she's pregnant.
No, she can't be.
So, what do we say about these drawings?
I suppose we should go for the cheaper option,
but it's a shame.
Anyway, I must fly, I've got an appointment in York in an hour.
Mrs. Hughes, have you seen Ms. Baxter?
It's not like you to seek Ms. Baxter's company.
I'm serious Mrs. Hughes.
It's all right, I heard.
Can I talk with you? Please.
Come in here.
I'm sorry about this.
Go on, I can take it.
God in heaven.
I thought if would pass but, it just keeps
getting worse, can't sleep.
-I'm not surprised. -Help me.
You are always asking if I need help, well now is your chance.
I don't know what to do.
We're going to the doctor, now.
And we'll show him the syringe and the liquid you injected,
all the pills you've been taking, all of it.
Follow me down in five minutes and we'll
meet by the back door.
And bring everything with you, do you understand?
I've done something that I shouldn't have.
And if you knew what it was you wouldn't
want to be a part of this.
I know what it was, now come down in five minutes.
(French accent) Oh, it is wonderful on you, milady.
I hope so, my father will explode.
(French accent) Superb.
Thank you.
You've made me feel very strong, does this cover it?
(French accent) Milady is very generous.
(English accent) At lease she can carry it off, most
of them look like bald monkeys.
All done.
And, it won't trouble him further?
Not as long as he stops poisoning himself.
You've had a look at the things he brought, then?
You've been injecting yourself with a solution of saline.
That's not harmful though, is it?
Not if it wasn't as sterilised.
Repeated injections would cause fever
and abscesses at the site.
I assume this is a course of treatment
you've spent money on?
Yes, a lot of money.
I went to London for what they call electrotherapy.
And the pills and injections were supposed
to continue the process.
The purpose of which was?
To change me.
To make me more like other people, other men.
Well, I'll not be coy and pretend I don't understand.
Nor do I blame you.
But there is no drug, no electric shock that
will achieve what you want.
You may not been taken for a mug.
My advice to you, Thomas, would be
to accept the burden that chance has seen fit to lay upon you.
And to fashion as good a life as you're able.
Remember, harsh reality is always better than false hope.
Well that'll give you a good laugh.
It won't.
And I don't expect you to understand,
but I think it shows you to be a very brave person.
What?
To inflict such pain on yourself to achieve your goal.
Think what you could do in this world,
if you'd just set your mind to it.
You're daft, you know that?
I must telephone Atticus to warn him that we're all coming.
Why don't you ask him for dinner tonight if he's free?
Could I?
I mean, just a friend.
Oh, just a friend, absolutely.
I wish Isis would perk up.
I might ask Stapeley to have a look at her.
It can't hurt.
I think it's very nice, very solid.
Ha, I hope it is solid at this price.
What's the kitchen like?
Oh, not quite the scale are you used to.
Well, I wouldn't mind, It'd be my own.
I, I could live here later, when I stop working.
There's only one flight of stairs
so I'm sure I could manage that, no matter how old I get.
Oh, an outside privy I see, that'll bring back memories.
Haha, well lord knows I've seen one of them before.
But appen I could change things around when I move in?
I'm sure you could.
Well that's it, I'm going to take it.
Now, if you'll come outside I'll take the key back
and give him my answer.
I envy her.
You ever thought about your life in retirement?
Who says I'll live to retire.
Is everybody ready?
What is this?
It's my cousin Mary, she says she's got a surprise for us,
you'll love her. -I intend to love everybody.
Ready or not, I'm coming in.
Paula Negri comes to Yorkshire.
Well, we really are living in the modern world.
Golly, I'm jealous.
ROSE: Mary, this is Atticus Aldridge.
At last, Mr. Aldridge, Rose has talked of nothing else.
Oh, she's only teasing.
Can't I take it as a compliment?
Granny, what do you think?
Oh, it is you.
I thought it was a man wearing your clothes.
It suits you.
Papa, do you agree?
It's certainly just the sort of thing I would expect of you.
I suppose you disapprove?
Not especially, I'm just amazed that even
you would choose the day after I learned the man I love is dead,
to try out a new fashion.
I don't believe that's quite fair.
And if that weren't enough, you've planned
a jolly picnic for Saturday.
Am I really expected to join in?
Hopefully not as you usually spoil everything.
Yes I do, it seems I do.
Goodnight, mama, I'll have a tray in my room.
I'm sorry Mr. Aldridge, but you might
as well know what we're like.
Poor darling, she's so unhappy.
But she hasn't clapped eyes on him for years.
She must have, known long ago he was dead, we all did.
But should we go on Saturday?
Oh please don't cancel.
Well Rose and I are going whether you're coming or not.
Maybe it would be good for her to have a bit
of time on her own to think.
Oh, all this endless thinking, it's very overrated.
Oh, Aunt Violet, I do love you.
I blame the war, before 1914 nobody
thought about anything at all.
But what would I want with such a thing.
I'll tell you, it's quite simple, to avoid
bearing my child.
How can you believe that, when it's all I've ever dreamed of.
Because you think I'm a murderer.
What are you saying?
We know how Vera died. I
Not Vera, Mr.-- Mr. Green.
How long have you known it was him?
I've known since the first day I heard that it happened.
You can't have.
You many have suspected, but you didn't know.
I knew when he came back.
I knew when he said he went down to the kitchens
during the concerts.
And I kept telling myself, if you didn't know,
so, it couldn't have been you.
Who killed him, you mean?
I wanted to, I was going to.
I went into York very early, and I bought
a return ticket to London.
I planned to get there and back in the same day.
I went onto the platform but I never got onto the train.
Why not?
Because I knew, if I saw him I would have killed him.
And if I killed him, I would hang,
I couldn't do that to you.
Thank God.
The next day when I heard what happened,
it was like, the hand of fate.
I had the ticket in my coat pockets like a talisman.
What for?
Because if I'd have travelled, I would-- I would
have handed in both halves.
The fact that it was in my pocket, un-torn, was
proof that I never travelled.
Which is why you were so angry when I game it to Mrs. Hughes.
If the clerk in York remembers selling me a return ticket
to London, I'm a dead man.
Why are you smiling?
Because you're innocent.
I have lived in such fear, and such trembling,
and all the while I couldn't tell you why.
And now I'm just so happy.
Mad as it sounds, I am so happy.
What do you make of Lady Mary's hair?
They're all talking about it, I hope she comes down to show us,
Miss Bunting loved the new hair styles.
She said women were being set free.
I'm sorry Miss Bunting is gone.
She gave me such confidence.
She'd tell me how sharp I was, how quick.
I
I agree with her.
It's harder on your own, harder to believe.
Could I help?
Not with mathematics probably, but um,
I know a bit about history and I've read a few books.
How old were you when you left school?
12, a shame really, I was quite bright.
Oh my dad wanted me to stay on, he
thought I could be a teacher, if that doesn't make it you laugh.
But of course, he couldn't manage it, we had no money,
you see.
And then my mother got ill and so I
had to earn as soon as I could.
Why don't you take Matric now?
No, I've missed it.
But I'd like to help, make sure somebody got away.
Mrs. Hughes, do you remember that overcoat
I gave you, for the refugees when we were
in London, at Lady Rose's ball?
I do, they were very glad of it.
It sounds mad, I know, but did you find a ticket in it,
in the pocket?
Of course, you won't remember.
No, I do, I did find one, a return to London.
That's it, come.
You see, Mr. Bates does know that it was Mr. Green.
Oh my lord.
But he didn't do it, Mrs. Hughes, I know that now.
And if we had that ticket we could prove it.
We could prove the he never went to London.
I don't understand, how?
Because it wasn't torn.
Of course you threw it out, why wouldn't you?
I must have done it, I'm so sorry.
It's not your fault, it's mine.
I gave it away, I gave away the proof of my husbands innocent.
Well, I think you are very brave.
Brave?
I'm petrified.
I don't even know the horse I'm riding.
How long is the course?
Three miles, twice around a course of a mile and 1/2,
to sort of, where you can see that steeple over there.
Well, hello.
What on earth are you doing here?
MARY: What do you think, riding the point to point.
Wont someone introduce us?
Miss Mabel Lane Fox, Lord Grantham.
Where are you staying?
Last night I was with the Lawson's at Brath,
but they're away tonight so I'll head back to London.
What a trek, you'll be exhausted.
LADY GRANTHAM: You're perfectly welcome to stay with us,
Lord Gillingham and Mr. Blake will be there.
Have you brought enough clothes.
Oh, I thinks so.
I know so.
What is this, where have you been?
Mr. Aldridge and I fixed it last night,
his nice parents let me change at the house.
I do wish you'd call me Atticus.
I must say, I admire you.
It'd be a poor show not to ride at our own event.
Quite right, I shall cheer you on.
What about you?
When did you decide to ride?
Yesterday, when I was having my hair done in York.
What about a horse?
Steven rode Trumpeter over this morning,
they're down by the starting post.
This really does seem like too much for of a coincidence.
Are you stalking me?
I shall ignore that, as I'd hate
to think of you as a vain man.
Well, you certainly know how to surprise.
That sounds like a compliment, I must say hello to Charles.
Well done.
You seem to have got things off to a good start.
About
What would you have done If Lady Grantham
hadn't asked me to stay?
I'd had suggested it myself.
I thought you'd gone with them.
No, I've a lot to do.
And to be honest, It's not really my thing.
Are you going out again?
No, I've a new tenancy contract to check,
and I want to go see the figures for the repair shop.
You see, I'm going away.
I didn't know that.
No, well, I haven't told anybody.
I don't understand.
You don't have to, but when they get back,
tell them my mind was made up and I
wasn't hysterical or anything.
And give them my love.
Oh god, Edith, what you wait and talk to them about it?
If I talk to anyone it'd be you.
Then talk to me, please.
I can't, but good luck.
You're a fine man, Tom.
You mustn't let them flatten that out of you.
Won't you tell me where you're going, or,
can't I at least drive you somewhere?
No, but I will take one of the cars to the station,
and leave the keys with the station master.
I just wish--
I can't stay, Tom.
Not if I'm ever going to be happy at all.
It's lunacy, you've lost your mind.
Tell her.
It's true, Marigolds her daughter.
It's a lie, I don't know what she's holding over you
but you can't let her get away with it.
I have a copy of her birth certificate.
It's in French but you can read my name clearly enough.
Which was brave of you.
EDITH: My aunt wanted me to use a false one
but I knew I might need proof. -Give that to me.
I have others.
You've cooked this up between you.
That's enough, we've nothing formal that
gives us any claim over her.
Only a note from a dying father.
Which I wrote.
How could you do this?
I'm your wife, yet you have lied, and cheated,
and used me shamefully.
If you'd have taken a mistress you
couldn't have been more false.
Mrs. Drew, I know you don't want to hear this,
but I'm very grateful.
No I don't bloody want to hear it.
-Fetch her things. -I will not.
Then don't.
No, no!
No.
No, my baby, no.
Here we go.
Just wait, just wait, wait, wait.
[SOBS]
She'll not sleep, else.
Don't be afraid, my darling.
This nice lady is your new mommy,
and she loves you, more than anyone else could.
But don't you forget that we love you too.
Best of luck.
Let me not fall in front of Rose.
I'm glad her opinion matters.
I'd rather not look a fool quite yet,
she can discover it gently.
I'm dying to ride astride.
Why don't you?
Not if my grandmother's watching.
You surprise me, you seem more than able to choose which laws
to keep and which to break.
Don't be spiky when I only want what you want.
Which is?
For you and Tony to walk into the sunset together.
I do resent you.
I resent your ability to take him off me.
When I know how to make him happy,
and I certainly love him more than you do.
I think that's all true.
Then why turn up looking like a cross between a vogue fashion
plate in a case of Dynamite?
Well I can't make it too easy for him.
They're just about ready to go.
Can I have a look, Donk?
Can you see Aunt Mary?
Yes
I think she's splendid.
I think she's cracked.
It's good to do some crazy things when you're young.
As long as you survive them.
Oh, some do crazy things all their lives.
What answer did you give?
I'm going to tell them when we're all together.
You would give me away?
You mean you've accepted him?
I know you think me foolish but I
feel it's my last chance of a new adventure, before I'm done.
Huh, well now you've accepted him you'll
hear no more argument for me.
[CHEERING]
Go Atticus, go.
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Tony!
[CHEERING]
You might have allowed her to be the first woman.
Nonsense, I didn't believe in letting people win.
Even if it's in your own interest?
-Mm-hmm -You rode well.
If I make it across the finishing line at all
it's a miracle as far as I'm concerned.
Nonsense, you're a positive centaur.
You see, he's nearly there if he'd
just stop jerking his lead.
Well done, thank god you're all back in one piece, who's this?
These are my parents.
Mother, father, this is Lord and Lady Grantham.
Lady Mary you already know.
Lord Gillingham, Mabel Lane Fox, Charles Blake, and of course,
Rose.
Lady Rose, how lovely to see you again.
Why don't you all com back to the house to bathe and change?
I'm going to leave it until we get back to Downton,
but thank you.
I can't tempt you to stay for dinner?
Not today, when we're covered in dust.
Why don't you all come to Downton tomorrow for dinner?
That seems rather an imposition.
Not at all.
Then we'd be delighted.
You haven't met my mother-in-law
and our cousin, Mrs. Crawley.
Good afternoon If the parents of Roses young man are
coming for dinner things must be more advanced than I realised.
He seems a nice boy.
And it's not like the Catholics is it, I mean,
she would be expected to convert.
Con-- convert to what?
Judaism.
I read in an article, Lord Sinderby is a leading
figure in the Jewish community.
There's always something isn't there?
What do you mean, gone?
She's gone, she didn't say where,
but I doubt it's to Lady Rosmans.
Why?
Of course she was very upset about Gregson, but why run off?
I think I'll slip away, Carson, is the car still outside?
They're just unloading it now, milady, I'll come and--
No, you stay here, I can manage.
Would you take those two down?
Yes, whose cases are these?
Lady Mary's, they're her riding things.
Home, please, can you first stop at Yew Tree Farm?
Yes, milady.
Lady Edith has taken off.
What do you mean?
She's gone, she left her car at the station.
Mr. Branson's walking down there now to pick it up.
Oh, it must have been the news from Germany, poor thing.
Well, I ought to go and ring the gong.
Mrs. Hughes, may I make a suggestion
that I think you'll find a strange one,
but I ask that you consider none the less.
Heavens, I'm all agog.
Do you think that we should, um, invest in a property
together?
What on earth do you mean?
I was thinking if Mrs. Patmore can do it then
we might buy somewhere jointly, as a business venture mind.
Spruce it up and share the rental income.
We'd have a tidy sum by the time we retired.
Go on, ring that gong.
Well, so the birds have flown?
i won't say anything about it, your ladyship, not to anyone,
nor will she.
-Do you know where she's gone? -No.
Well, thank you so much, Mr. Drew, Mrs. Drew.
I mustn't take up any more of your valuable time.
They'll bring a cup for the young'un, madam.
String down if there's anything else.
I will do, thank you.
Oh, thank you.
We'll be together darling.
And I know it's not ideal but it's
such an improvement on being apart
that I think we should celebrate.
I'll order ice cream and a glass of champagne,
and we'll be as jolly as you like, yes.
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