All language subtitles for The.Paradise.S01E01.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-squalor

(Theme music playing)

(Bell tinkles)

Why, Denise!

Now my day's all
sunshine! (Chuckles)

Come in!

Ah! Let me take your coat.

Aye. It's not... Just a visit?

I'm sorry, uncle. I know I should
have written to say I was coming,

but, well, I'd made up my
mind that it was time so...

Well, that's...

Denise, I...

I know I always said you
would come here one day,

and you will, you
will, I swear it.

Things will pick up,

and once they
do, you and I will...

Surely business can't be so bad?

(Sighs)

Perhaps in a few months' time.

- Dudley: Moray.
- Saturday's figures?

£153.

We did it.

"We" did it? Okay.

Oh, lord, don't you dare!

- What?
- That look you're wearing.

What look is that?

Restlessness, upheaval, trouble.

Admit it, you have
something on your mind.

Was madam looking for
any particular department?

Uh, no, thank
you. I was hoping...

(Sighs)

I'm looking for work.

Oh, uh, try ladieswear
department, first floor.

The girl from there has... Left.

- Ask for miss Audrey.
- Thank you.

Um, when miss Audrey looks
down her nose at you, remember this.

She shaves her top lip.

Uh, I'm Sam, by the way.

You're supposed to
tell me your name now.

Oh, I'm Denise.

Well, Denise, you're a
country girl, aren't you?

Is it so obvious?

Here.

A touch of blue ribbon.

Might distract them
from your boots.

Draw their attention
to your eyes.

Thank you.

Can you help me, please? I
need to speak to miss Audrey.

Cleaners should
report to the back door.

I was hoping for a
position working here.

A position? In ladieswear?

Then I must introduce you to
our head of department at once.

Miss Audrey, this young lady seems
to think you might like to take her on.

My name's Denise, ma'am. I believe
you may have an opening for a salesgirl.

I may have.

Do you have experience?

I worked in my local draper's
store, ma'am, in peebles.

I shall have to take your word for
it that peebles has a draper's shop.

Moray: Good
morning, miss Audrey.

Morning, girls.
Please, carry on.

Do you have a testimonial?

Yes, ma'am.

Mr lovett!

Are you his niece?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Is that Edmund lovett?

Yes, sir.

- Did he send you here?
- No, sir.

Well, the fact that lovett
can't find work for his niece

in his own establishment, I
will gladly oblige a neighbour.

That is if miss Audrey
should choose to take you on.

The application will proceed in
the usual manner, miss lovett.

We will write to you.

Thank you.

Darling, my father has
agreed to speak with you.

I mean about the
loan for your store.

Thank you, Katherine.

It is most kind of
you to offer this.

Papa tried to tell me that
you must go back to the bank.

But I glared at him

and... he is decidedly
more amenable.

He will try to be grumpy, but
you will charm him in five minutes.

Well, I hope that once
he hears my plans,

he will see that it
is good business.

I will help you.

Is he inside?

He will be shortly.

Darling, I have invited
some friends for tea.

They have been
pestering me to meet you.

I can't keep you
secret any longer.

Will you join us?

Denise: Uncle?

I've been offered a
position at the paradise.

You can't, Denise.

I must work, uncle.

I must earn a wage or
how will I survive here?

And a perfume I had especially
imported from Morocco.

It is so intoxicating,

that one wisp of it

and I find myself
utterly hypnotised,

beyond all sense.

I dare not let myself
imagine what they put into it.

Oh, really!

You must come to
the paradise, ladies.

Moray: To try the fragrance.
Mrs harkness: Perhaps.

I have heard that it is entirely
possible that one may find oneself

at the same glove
counter as a grocer's wife.

Mrs harkness: Imagine buying the very scent
a butcher's daughter is wearing! (Laughs)

I'm sure the grocer's wife
would be greatly relieved

that she does not have to stand

beside your celebrated
radiance, ladies.

It is, however, my loss,

and I must satisfy myself by giving
my attention to the butcher's daughter.

But I will wait in
my store, ladies,

in the hope that one day
soon you will come to me.

If there is a more attractive
man within a hundred miles,

I will kiss my husband.

He is utterly
adorable, Katherine.

Mrs ballentine: He is talking
to your father rather intensely.

My question for
you, moray, is this.

Does the world truly need
more perfumes and petticoats?

"Need" is not the issue, sir.

I deal in appetite.

There's a weakness in women which we
must exploit to the advantage of business.

I know you've been turned away
by every bank in town, moray.

Women are fickle.

Can you guarantee they'll
go on spending their money

on your perfumes and fripperies?

I see that I must
show you conclusively

what the paradise can do.

Mrs harkness: Has
he proposed to you?

Katherine: What
a question to ask!

That is no kind of a denial,

which means that he has.

Katherine, how wonderful!

(Whispers) Please,
you must say nothing.

We have hardly spoken about it.

But we must celebrate!

It will be the
event of the year!

Why moray?

Of all the men you could have
chosen, Katherine, why him?

He'll conquer the city. I'm not
sure he'll make much of a husband.

You said no, and made him wait?

He's convinced he can prove
to me that his store is irresistible.

- Perhaps it is.
- But you must let him feel you're unsure.

He brings out something
in you that disturbs me.

It is only the chase, papa.

Boy: You're Denise, aren't you?

I'm Arthur. Follow me.

Keep up!

I know every face in this place.

And every name, and all.

Don't look so worried.
Everyone here had their first day.

Except me.

Howay.

See that there? That's
where I was born.

There you are. Anything
you need to know, ask Arthur.

(Girls giggling)

Girl, dallying is considered
a sin in a department store.

I hope you're not to be a dallier.
Are you going to be a dallier?

Uh, no, miss Audrey,
I was just looking...

No time for chattering,
girl. Here is your uniform.

You may change
in ladieswear today.

From tomorrow, you
must arrive ready for work.

Just in time, pauline!

- Why must you always be just in time?
- Sorry, ma'am, sorry.

It was my hair got
caught in my dress.

Sorry.

You'll be shown to
your room after work.

We expect our girls
to be in bed by 10:00.

Yes, miss Audrey.

You can share with me.
Rooms. We live three to a bed.

I mean room! Do you snore?

I snore. Come on.

That's how we
wear it. (Chuckles)

We take turns with the
customers. I'll show you.

We put our name on the board.
That way it's fair, we all get our turn.

To earn commission. No one
could survive on the wages.

I can't, anyway. (Chuckles)

There. Now you're one of us.

Pauline, why are you never
where you're supposed to be?

It is a sin to abandon
your department.

Quickly, girl,
haberdashery, haberdashery!

Sorry, miss Audrey,
ma'am. Sorry!

Oh, Denise. (Sighs)

You must learn
how to wear clothes.

If you must keep your hair
long, then tie it up properly.

It looks like a mongrel
dog's tail hanging there.

We require standards of dress
and decorum from our girls.

There will be no relations
with the male staff. No relations.

Any manner of relations
on shop premises

will be dealt with
swiftly and severely.

Your predecessor was
discovered with a young man in a...

Alone in her room.

(Girls talking indistinctly)

- Girl: Miss Audrey?
- Ah!

Woman: Thank you.

Get your shoes on,
Denise. We're all going out.

I can't, pauline.
I've got no money.

- Tell her, pauline.
- We usually get some young man to buy us a drink!

(Giggling)

What happened
to mr moray's wife?

Don't ever mention his wife in
the paradise. Do you understand?

It's forbidden.

No one ever talks about her.

-What happened?
-There was an accident. She died.

People talk.

Oh, it's all gossip and rumour.

People say all sorts
of horrible things.

About mr moray?

They're jealous, that's all.

They like to think bad of him because
he's made something of himself.

What fun is there staying
here on your own, Denise?

We work so hard so we
like to dance and flirt and live!

- Come on!
- Another night I will.

If you don't join in, be one of
the girls, you won't last long here.

- It's a good life if you go with it!
- (Both laughing)

What are you
doing, mr moray, sir?

I'm thinking, Arthur.

What are you thinking
about, mr moray, sir?

Proof.

I must prove that the paradise
can conquer this whole city.

Is it hard thinking about proof,
sir? It looks mighty painful.

Do you want me to do
some thinking for you, sir?

I'm mighty good at thinking, me.

I'll manage, thank you, Arthur.

Something will come to me.

Thanks.

Moray, this is 10
times our weekly orders.

I want to fill the
store to bursting.

Every department,
every counter, every inch.

Dudley: Why would
you want to do that?

We will announce that the price of
everything is to be greatly reduced.

Ah, I see. Splendid notion.

If I'm allowed to sound
just a slight note of caution,

why so much?

Why don't we order what
we can afford and put on

a reduced price sale in one
department, perhaps two.

Ah, yes! Yes! Yes,
of course. I see it now!

"The paradise
announces a small sale."

We could do that if we wanted
a small outcome, a small reward.

Really, Dudley.

Do you want to
live in a small world?

Forgive my naivety, moray.

You are right because,
well, you are always right.

I'll get these orders
sent off directly.

- Arthur?
- Mr Dudley, sir?

Before I send these off,

one tiny, possibly irritating,
difficulty occurs to me.

How do we pay our suppliers
for these mountains of goods?

We don't. We take delivery
and we stall until after the sale.

- Why?
- Tell him why, Arthur.

Proof, sir.

To prove to glendenning,

the paradise can woo every
woman in this city through our door.

It's a gamble. It's a
necessary gamble.

Slow down. That
is all I'm asking.

There's no need for such haste.

Men who slow down, Dudley,
men who take their time,

they come second.

I do not do that.

(Sighs)

(Box clatters to floor)

- Miss.
- Sir, thank you, mr Jonas, sir.

You were asking questions
about mr moray's wife.

No, I...

Yes, I was.

But I didn't mean
to pry or gossip.

Who told you that I was asking?

You're new. You
were bound to ask.

The poor woman fell.

The foundations for the
first extension were dug.

And she fell.

A terrible,
sorrowful misfortune.

Now you know.

Yes, now I know.

So there's no need to
ask any more questions.

No, sir. I mean... yes, sir.

The day will come, Denise,

when mr moray will
call you to his office.

Be ready.

(Girls whispering)

Denise: She's so beautiful!

That is Katherine glendenning,
one of the richest women in the city.

Everyone says they are
to marry, her and moray.

Married.

You've fallen for
him, haven't you?

No.

-Of course I haven't. That would be silly.
-(Laughing)

It would be foolish.
What a ridiculous thing!

- Every shop girl does.
- (Pauline continues giggling)

Mr Jonas said I'd be called
into mr moray's office one day.

- What did he mean?
- Well, you are on probation here.

When you are called, moray
will tell you if you are to stay.

Or not. Not stay.

- Oh.
- Some girls, some of the girls,

the ones who feel
they're losing their jobs,

they're called to his office.

(Chuckles nervously)
It's only tales, I expect.

Dudley: It's a triumph, moray.

Katherine glendenning
in the paradise.

Everyone knows you'll marry her.

Hmm. Is that the gossip?

Any man would marry
Katherine glendenning.

Hasn't enough time passed now?

- And you deserve to marry again.
- (Chuckles)

Ladies, good afternoon.

Excuse me, Clara,
but it's my turn.

Oh, it will be your
turn, when you can sell.

But if I don't earn my
commission... I need the money!

Why do you need the money?

You have rooms, you have food.

Oh, you going to
cry, country girl?

Why are you doing this? It's only
my name you cross off the board.

Do you think I don't
see that? Why?

Girls, girls, what
is going on here?

My name was top of the board,
ma'am, but Clara wiped it away.

I am the one who
decides whose turn it is.

Denise, our regular customers
are too valuable to give to you

until you know
what you are doing.

- But ma'am, if I'm to learn...
- You are on probation, girl.

Do not defy me. Defying is the
worst of sins in a department store.

There is plenty of folding
and stacking to do. Quickly.

Quickly!

Yes, ma'am.

I was curious.

Your store is rather beautiful,
in a brash kind of way.

You don't mind me
teasing you, do you, darling?

I thought I might
buy some trinket,

just to show you that I'm not
entirely immune to your seductions.

Might I suggest you visit
the ladieswear department?

Oh. I'm not sure I
could face the world

in any dress that was not
made by my own seamstress.

(Sighs) Katherine.

Do you suppose a man cares if
a woman's dress is hand-sewn?

Mmm?

A stitch does not
make the blood rise.

I'm sorry that my father was such
an old stick about your plans, moray.

We must work on him together,

you and I.

He will see how fond I am of you

and his resistance will melt.

I am already making my own
plans to overcome his resistance.

Tell me.

When I'm ready.

In five days' time,

the paradise, the whole
store, every department,

will come together
in one grand sale.

Prices will be so
reduced for one day,

that customers
flock to our store.

I want this to be
our best day ever.

I want us to create
such a frenzy of shopping

that we make in one day
more than we do in a week.

I don't suppose any one of you will object
if your pockets are bursting with bonuses!

(All laughing)

There is a lot of
work for us to do,

but I do not see before
me one face shy of that.

Well said, mr moray, sir.

(Indistinct conversation)

I know what I shall
do with my bonus.

I should like to come into the
store and buy the fanciest coat

or perhaps some boots.

Pauline dreams of being
a customer here one day.

She thinks if she's on the
other side of the counter,

that some well-to-do
man is going to fall for her.

No, I don't!

But you do see some fine gentlemen,
and they can't all be married!

What will you do with
your bonus, Clara?

Oh, I am not going to worry
about that till it's in me hand.

Mmm, there he
is, with his writing.

Denise: What's he doing? Pauline:
Every day he writes in that book.

Mmm, what he sees and
what he knows, no doubt.

I'd love to get me
hands on that book.

What about you, Denise? What
will you buy with your bonus?

I don't know that I
will buy anything.

Perhaps something
for your uncle?

- Mmm, a Saint as well as a martyr.
- (Pauline giggles)

Sam: Oh, she's watching us.

I fancy she would like to
come and join us, you know?

Only so she can Filch
the best bits off your plate!

We might all end up like her.

Single, lonely.

Her position here the only
thing to speak of in her life.

(Girls chuckle)

(Clears throat)

Makes me nervous
when you pamper me.

Papa.

Will you do something for me?

My darling, I wish your
traps weren't so delightful.

Will you give me the ring?

Mother's ring.

Has moray spoken to you?

(Chuckles sheepishly)

You are not allowed
to ask me that.

When will I ever
learn to say no to you?

Papa.

When you are so old
that your eyes water,

I will hold your hand
and kiss you every day.

Can I have it?

If I could only make you see

that this rush to love...

This is not going
to make you happy.

But you will let
me have the ring?

Why, miss glendenning, ma'am.
How pleasing to see you here.

Not that you shouldn't be here.

I only meant that I
hope we can please you.

Find something that
might be pleasing. Clara?

Come and attend
to miss glendenning.

I am told that I might find
the latest fashions here.

Ah. Indeed, ma'am. Perhaps I
could show you the tea gown...

I hope you're not suggesting
that I could be seen on the street

wearing a readymade dress?

Perhaps, miss glendenning, if
you were to see the dress modelled?

Denise, you must
put on the dress.

Quickly, girl, quickly!

We dally at our peril.

Hurry up, girl!

Are you dawdling in there?

Miss Audrey, this
dress doesn't fit.

Miss Audrey: Let me see. Let
me see. Girl, you are all a fuss.

You haven't even fastened it.

Do you not know
how to wear a dress?

(Miss Audrey gasps)

Denise: Oh, excuse me.

I think it must be the wrong
size. It won't go on properly.

I cannot imagine why you would
think I could wear such a thing.

It is the model, madam.

She does not know how
to exhibit the dress properly.

I have seen enough. Thank you.

Ma'am, if I may,

what does it matter
how I look in the dress?

It only matters how
you will look in it.

Mr moray himself

went to Paris to seek
out the latest fashion.

I don't mind looking a fool in
a dress two sizes too small,

but I wouldn't be doing my job

if I allowed you to leave
without explaining to you

why you should buy it.

You are rather forthright, girl.

That is only because

I believe you will look
wonderful in this dress, ma'am.

And if I am wrong,

miss Audrey will
relieve me of my position.

The dress is called
the tea gown, ma'am,

because it's worn
without a corset,

for comfort, for
daytime entertaining.

The soft lines give the dress
an especially feminine quality.

In France, it is known
as the cinq a sept,

the hours when a lady
might receive suitors.

It is beautiful, ma'am,
with its lace edging

and dome silk-covered buttons.

Silk bows on the
front and on the cuffs.

I'm sure we could have it delivered
to your home for you to try on

so you could see how
it might look on you.

In a month, this dress
will be the talk of the town,

just as it's the
talk of Paris now.

Edmund: I've already
spoken to my partners,

and they're all of one voice.

Retail makes them nervous.

They prefer coal or shipping.

But it is for you
to decide, sir.

Come to the sale, and
you will see what is possible.

Katherine has had suitors.

Some of them I liked.

She showed no
interest in any of them.

I know my position, sir.

I'm a salesman who
has done rather well.

- I realise...
- Don't toy with me, moray.

You know that my daughter
is infatuated with you.

Do you share
Katherine's feelings?

I regard Katherine
most tenderly, sir.

I must warn you.

If you break her heart,

whether or not I Grant you a
loan will be of no consequence,

because I shall make it
my business to ruin you.

Moray, for one last time, let
me try to get you to stop this.

I'd rather you put the
champagne on ice.

You joke about everything. You
joke about this? You're a disgrace!

Look. Look around you.

These people, every one of
them depend upon us for their work.

How dare you?

I created every job here.

And I'll create more.

All that matters is I fill this
store for one day with customers.

Yes, we can grow.

But why must it be
done at such great risk?

If you will not
listen to reason...

Then what?

Then I will stop trying
to reason with you.

(Indistinct chatter)

Girl: Don't take
any longer, girls.

Then miss angel, then miss
new girl falling at her feet.

Oh, I saw it the
day she arrived.

(Scoffs) She's no
innocent little country girl.

Come on, I need a drink!

- (Footsteps approaching) - Moray:
What are you suggesting, Jonas?

- He met with some of your suppliers...
- (Gasps)

at the three crowns, sir.

I've known Dudley
since we were boys,

starting out together!

There's no cunning in him!

I could not get close enough
to hear their conversation

without being noticed.

But I know the landlord
of the three crowns,

and I passed him a small
sum to help me with that.

I was best man at his wedding.

I sit at his dining table
with him and his children.

I find it almost impossible
to doubt Dudley.

The point is, sir, he
seems to doubt you.

(Sighs)

There were four suppliers there.

He appeared to be warning them

they may not get paid for the
orders you placed with them.

Moray: Jonas!

(Door closes)

Champagne?

Wasn't it you who told me that every
occasion is made better by champagne?

My mother's engagement ring.

My father gave it to me
after he spoke with you.

It's beautiful.

Why would your
father do such a thing?

I can't bear it
when you tease me.

My father can see what
we are skirting around.

It is time.

I know why this is
difficult for a widower.

It is time for you to
be truly loved again.

We will announce our
engagement tomorrow

and you will see how
happy I can make you.

Why must you try to
trap me? (Cutlery clatters)

When have I ever
suggested to you...

I only want to love you.

But you will not let me.

You push me away.

(Whispers) Why?

You make me love you but
you taunt me with it! Why?

It hurts me

more than...

I can bear!

Oh, god!

I cannot breathe!

Please, help me!

(Gasps) Please!

Loosen my dress, please!

No.

(Whispers) Yes!

It's all right.

(Dudley speaking indistinctly)

- Yes, mr Dudley, right away.
- Yes.

Excuse me, mr Dudley, sir.
Can I have a word with you?

Is everything all right
with you, Denise?

Mr Dudley, sir.

Please don't do anything
that you might regret.

Jonas: Denise.

You are to go to
mr moray's office.

At once.

(Knocking on door)

Come in.

I thought we might review
your probation, Denise.

You know there are a hundred girls
out there that can take your place.

Come closer.

Do you like it here?

I do, sir.

Then you'd like to
remain at your post?

It is a simple enough
question, Denise.

I would, sir.

(Whispers) Your hair.

It should have the
slightest imperfection in it.

Something...

Suggestive.

I heard you sold a dress
to a rather difficult customer.

You made a good impression.

It seems you are
quite the salesgirl.

Thank you, sir.

So we can say your
probation is over,

and you're one of us now.

Thank you, mr moray, sir.

Is your display
attracting customers?

Do you suppose I didn't
see you hiding there?

I see everything.

(Chuckles)

It makes me
smile to think of it.

What kind of a
girl has such spirit?

You're not like the other
girls. I think you know that.

I wonder if you realise
the talents you have.

- (Knocking on door)
- Yes?

If you have talent
and wits, Denise,

you will do well here.

To truly belong,
you need loyalty.

Absolute loyalty.

To the paradise and to me.

Thank you.

Tell me,

what have you been up
to behind my back, Dudley?

All I have done is try to
save you from yourself.

You've scared me, moray.

You seem drunk with greed.

Tell me what you've done.

I have arranged
with our suppliers

to return the goods if
we cannot pay for them.

These arrived this morning.

They won't let me have anything
more unless I pay on delivery.

Word will soon spread.
Others will follow.

I didn't mean for
this to happen.

I only meant to
prevent disaster.

At least if we can
return the goods

then we won't be left
with such terrible debts.

If we are to triumph, a
man must hold his nerve!

You buckled!

And now your weakness
has jeopardised everything!

Why can you not see
how wild the risk is?

I see it.

And I choose to go on!

That is for me alone to decide.

I need a loan.

A substantial loan to expand.

Why is what we have not enough?

This city is littered
with men who stood still.

If this sale is called
off, all will be lost.

I cannot turn back now!

Lord glendenning will
come here on Saturday.

I need him to see the paradise
bursting with customers.

I'm sorry, moray.

What can we do?

Go back to your friends.

Tell them to bring their goods.

If I do not pay them,

they can have this store.

Moray.

You can't do such a thing.

I can.

Because I must.

Mr moray has informed me
that I am to be kept on, ma'am.

I have passed my probation.

Is that so?

Well, never forget, girl,
that this is my department

and I shall be watching
you at all times,

so be sure that you
meet my standards.

Straighten your hair,
girl. Careless hair is a sin.

Girls, girls, we have work to
do. We have a sale to prepare.

Step to it. Step to it!

(Knocking on door)

It took me all me
nerve to come here.

I've been twice in the past week,
but I was too scared to knock.

Clara, find yourself
some kindly young man.

I'm not stupid. I won't
ask you for nothing.

Get some sleep, Clara.

Isn't there some part
of you, sir, can let me in?

One night, that's all.

Like it was.

No, Clara, there isn't.

Not any more.

Do you think you're
precious? You are nothing!

He lay in my arms,
do you hear me?

He told me things.

He lay in my arms sobbing
and told me terrible things!

So, wouldn't it be something
if I were to tell the whole city

how his wife died, hmm?

Wait until the store is filled
with his beloved customers

then cry it out
so they all hear it!

Clara, you wouldn't
do such a thing.

Wouldn't I?

Lord glendenning: Can you guarantee
they'll go on spending their money

on your perfumes and fripperies?

Moray: I want this to
be our best day ever.

Lord glendenning: I know you've been
turned away by every bank in town, moray.

Moray: This city is littered
with men who stood still.

Dudley: Yes, we can grow. But why
must it be done at such great risk?

Jonas: The point is, sir,
he seems to doubt you.

(Indistinct conversation)

Clara, when I went
to moray's office,

you were wrong to
think that he likes me.

He was kind to me. That is all.

I've seen the way
he looks at you.

You'll be out on the
street, just like Lucille.

Worse, you need
this work, Clara.

Girls! Girls, on
a day like today,

it is a sin even to
pause for breath.

Quickly, Denise, go and tell mr
Dudley our hat stands are hatless.

Seems you were right, moray.

Who would have imagined that shopping for
goods would have such an effect upon women?

Moray: This is only
the beginning, sir.

I want to bring a thousand
undreamed of temptations

into the paradise.

I promise you, sir, there will
be no end to their appetite.

However, it will take more
than one spectacular event

to convince my
partners at the bank.

If I may, sir,

you were never going to convince
them. The point is to convince you.

You see what is possible here.

I'm asking you to
lend me the money.

Well, that's a bold appeal.

I ask it only because I know

your reputation is built on recognising
what other people do not see,

and investing in it.

Will you be part of this?

Will you show your faith?

There is another matter, sir.

I wish to deal with
this in your presence.

Katherine.

I cannot be engaged to
be married to you. Not yet.

It would be fatal for business

at this sensitive time.

This enterprise relies on
the charming of women.

Oh, dear moray.

You do love to exaggerate
this romantic notion of yours

that women come here
to be flattered by you.

Katherine, I must
side with moray on this.

You know my feelings.

Haste is the enemy of love.

Take your time.

If I may, sir.

I regret what
happened, Katherine.

- I cannot say how...
- Regret?

No, I do not want your regret.

(Whispers) I...

I cannot marry, Katherine.

I cannot say when
I will be ready.

If that makes you want to walk
away from me then you must.

I'm not asking
you to understand.

I'm asking you to believe me.

Why does your wife
have such a hold on you?

When will you admit
that she is dead?

Mr moray would like the
money brought into the store.

All of it?

Why on earth does
he want to do that?

(Indistinct conversation)

Moray.

You wish me to resign?

I never want that
to happen, Dudley.

We've come so far
together to get here.

I want you beside me,

to support me.

I want you to believe in the
paradise, to believe in me.

Can you do that?

I always have.

I want to thank all of you.

What you achieved

means the paradise can grow,

that all of us will have work
to come to, wages to live on.

But more than that,

what you conjured here,
today, out of nothing,

was thrilling.

I promised you bonuses,
and here they are.

Come and get them.
You've earned every penny.

You are in love with him.

Pauline, I don't
want to marry moray.

I want to be him.

(Indistinct conversation)