All language subtitles for The.Paradise.S01E04.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-squalor

(Theme music playing)

Sam, are you going
out on Saturday night?

- Don't I always go out on Saturday night?
- Dancing?

Don't I always go dancing?

Ooh, if you can call it dancing.

Last time I saw you
on the dance floor,

it looked like three
frogs having a fight.

- (Women laughing)
- I am a fine dancer.

Perhaps, I'd had
a drink that night.

Sure.

I'll show you me steps and
Denise can be the judge.

Go on, then. I can't
wait to see this.

(Women exclaiming loudly)

No, I can't! No, I can't! I
can't dance without music.

(Humming tunefully)

(All clapping rhythmically)

If only youth knew...

it does not last.

- (Applause)
- (Sam laughing)

I say that Sam is a fine dancer.

(Applause)

Yeah, it was better
this time, I'll admit it.

- It was only two frogs fighting.
- (Both laughing)

(Sighs)

(Sighing) Step to it.

A shawl makes a pleasing gift.

A silk shawl always
makes a pleasing gift.

Of course, mrs chesholm, it depends
upon the nature of the celebration.

Our hand-carved combs would
make the most perfect favour

for someone who, shall we
say, had shown you kindness.

However, were the
occasion an anniversary,

then, I must direct you
to our most glittering gift.

Though expensive, our
engraved silver purses

would make any birthday
an occasion to treasure.

Now...

Shall we leave you a
moment or two to muse,

or are you ready to decide?

Ah.

(Men talking indistinctly)

None of us expected
this to happen,

but perhaps we should all
admit it's for the best, hmm?

I Cherish reason.

The winning argument's
like a fine wine,

it gives me a
feeling of wellbeing.

Yet I take great pleasure in
shooting birds from the sky.

I accept there's
no reason in that.

It's nothing more than
the imposition of my will.

I'm a contradiction.

We all are.

I've never seen Katherine
so at ease with herself.

At ease with the world. Never.

I trust you're not going
to interfere with this.

I told Katherine I was
unable to marry at this time.

If she has a suitor,
then the blame is mine.

You have a gift, moray,
for avoiding a question.

If it is a gift.

Let's be generous
and call it an attribute.

Let me answer the
question for you.

You'll make no effort to tempt
Katherine back into some sort of

reconciliation with you, hmm?

These are the days.

- See you later.
- He's here.

I didn't imagine you as
a shooting man, moray.

- I was very good at observing.
- (Laughs)

And, can I ask,

how are you enjoying being
a patroness of a charity?

Oh, I'm not quite
a patroness yet.

Peter and I are
meeting this morning.

No doubt we will discuss it.

I wish you well.
He is a good man.

You wish me well?

If I could find another way
to say it, Katherine, I would.

Then I am grateful
for your good wishes.

I have to ask...

Is it your wife?

Is she the reason you stand
here and smile and wish me well

when you see me embarking on
a relationship with another man?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Are you so in love with your
own grief that you cannot live?

How can you be so entwined
with a woman three years gone?

Perhaps we must be
thankful for Peter adler.

He has saved you
from becoming entwined.

Oh, mr moray, sir.

Miss Audrey, I, uh...

Is it the display, sir?

No. I...

Yesterday's sales, perhaps?

Well, whatever it is, sir, I
assure you without hesitation

that it will be rectified
and remedied.

I did have something on
my mind when I came in here.

If we have failed you
in any way, mr moray...

Has one of the girls
spoken out of turn?

I keep a most tight rein on
them, sir. Especially tight.

We strive only to please you.

Oh, I cannot think
what else it might be, sir.

Have I, in any way...

Memory loss is
for the aged, I...

I must have too much
spinning around my mind.

I'm sure it will come
back to me. (Clears throat)

I am certain of it, sir.

Denise. Your sales, once again,
most impressive. Well done.

My little champion.

Don't you think so, miss Audrey?

Oh, most certainly, sir. Denise is
indeed outstripping all expectations

of such a seemingly timid girl.

One must commend
the speed of her ascent.

- She will outshine us all!
- (Both laughing)

(Coughing)

They were seen out together,

miss glendenning and mr
adler, and they looked love-struck.

We all believed mr moray and miss
glendenning were to be married, sir.

He did look agitated when
we saw him today in ladieswear.

Are they not to be
wed, mr Dudley?

Whether mr moray marries or not
should have no effect on your work.

I know how you all like
to gossip in the refectory.

Just don't expect me to join in.

- Is he heartbroke, sir?
- Now, mr moray is not a heartbroke sort of man.

Except for his wife.

I never believed he'd marry Katherine
glendenning. He'll never marry again.

Dudley: While you experts are picking
over the bones of your employer's life,

I will apply myself to
the business of the store.

Oh, now my food's cold.

The best sort of
gossip does that to food.

"My little champion."

Lady fern.

Katherine: Mmm-hmm.

Our field geranium's
lovely, isn't it?

Borage.

I don't believe you
know every single plant.

You are pretending,
in order to impress me.

(Chuckles) It's a
starflower. Borago officinalis.

Look at the shape.

Five perfect points.

How does nature do that?

See how the blue
dominates the white?

It tastes like honey.

- You eat it?
- Of course. It is medicine.

It will take away all kinds
of fevers and torments.

(Laughing)

Why do you know them?

And why do you know
how to fix a wheel?

I see the loveliness of a flower and I
have to know its name, know its history.

As a boy, if
something was broken,

I would pester every adult
I could lay my hands on

till I had found one that
could show me how to fix it.

(Clears throat)

Lady fern.

Mmm-hmm.

Field geranium.

- Very good.
- Mmm-hmm!

Borage.

Aren't you glad you
know them better?

I am.

Peter: Oh...

Thank you.

It is nothing, I am sure, but have
you detected in your department

a change of bearing in mr moray?

The talk is that miss
glendenning is being courted.

Seems mr moray has a rival.

That's enough to put
any man off his stroke.

Yes, that must be it.

But it was not sorrow which
he displayed, but misgiving.

Though he did find compliments
and congratulations for some others.

(Scoffs) That would be
Denise, then, would it?

Is it so obvious?
Does the whole...

She is his favourite. Ahem!

Miss Audrey, did
you just lose your...

Yes. My voice was
lost for a moment.

It is nothing. Merely a
sore throat. Nothing at all.

You must speak to no one
about this. Do you understand?

I require your... utter...

But are you all right?

I am...

(Knocking on door)

(Hammering on door)

(Shop bell ringing)

Audrey! Why,
it's... It's night-time.

- I must speak with you, Edmund.
- (Scoffs)

I thought that consorting with
males after dark was strictly forbidden.

Oh, don't tease me.
I'm feeling quite frail.

Will you sit?

Or would sitting be
considered fraternising?

Do you remember the day
you asked me to marry you?

(Sighing) It was
a long time ago.

Do you recall what happened?

Yes. You said "no".

What happened to me?

- You lost your voice.
- Well, it is happening once...

(Clearing throat)

Oh, but you're
talking to me now.

It is going. (Clears throat)

My point is...

The last time (mouthing)
Left me altogether.

That cannot be
allowed to happen again.

I must be present
at work tomorrow.

This is the most
delicate of times.

Why is it?

Moray? What has he done?

Oh, it's not moray.
It's not only moray.

Well, what then? Who?

Some things cannot be stopped.

No matter how we might try.

Do you not see what
I am trying to tell you?

To tell you the truth, my head has been
set spinning by you sitting here at night.

My mind is not as
sharp as it used to be.

I will sleep and all will
be restored tomorrow.

(Clearing throat)
I am sure of it.

- But...
- (Door closes)

(Gasping)

(Clears throat)

(Croaking)

(Door opens)

What is that look?

I've never seen you
doing this before.

(Scoffs) Nonsense.

- I love flowers.
- My darling, you like looking at flowers.

But arranging them so
beautifully? This is new.

They were so colourful,
I couldn't resist them.

You picked them?

- Papa, stop it.
- (Laughs)

You have a look
like a puppy dog.

What is the matter
with you today?

You. You are the matter with me.

You're 17 again. I
could clap my hands.

Well, don't.

You know perfectly well why
I am moved to pick flowers.

What you see in my
face, Katherine, is relief.

I must admit, I was rather
concerned that your...

What shall we call it? Your
entanglement with moray was...

You told me you liked moray.

- Were you lying to me?
- Not at all.

I find him charming
and engaging.

I have great faith
in his capabilities.

And I like him even more now that
your eyes are not so keenly fixed on him.

Katherine...

I'm sorry.

I thought you were weak.

I doubted you had
the character to realise

that someone like Peter adler

is where true happiness lies.

Well...

I shall forgive you for that.

- 'Cause I doubted it, too.
- (Laughing)

Miss Audrey, where would you like us
to display the new delivery of parasols?

(Footsteps approaching)

- Miss Audrey?
- Hmm...

My rather flustered
visit yesterday...

I hope you will
accept my apologies.

I don't know what you
must have made of me.

I did recall my reason
for coming here.

It was to inform
you that on Friday

we are to expect a visit
from mr fabian eberhart,

famed proprietor of
the bohemian cabaret.

He's planning to open
a club here in our city,

and wishes to consider our store
as suppliers of dresses for his...

Miss Audrey?

Are you unwell?
You look afflicted.

You cannot be expected
to work in this condition.

- Miss Audrey?
- (Gasping) Miss Audrey!

(Miss Audrey clearing throat)

I don't understand why
there must (mouthing) Fuss.

I lost my balance. That is all.

Miss Audrey, you
have fevers and sweats.

It's a moment of giddiness. Good
heavens, anyone (mouthing) Ill.

The doctor says
you have a sickness.

You have to stay
in bed for a week.

A week?

But that is seven days.

The doctor was
hardly conclusive.

Perhaps it is something
she has eaten.

Perhaps a mild
bout of chicken pox.

We're in the wrong
profession, moray.

If we were as vague, we'd be
out of business within a week.

I have never known
Audrey to be ill.

She has the
constitution of an ox.

I have simply assumed
she will always be there.

We must decide.

Erm, mr moray,
sir, mr Dudley, sir.

May I offer myself to
take care of ladieswear

- while miss Audrey is unable to work?
- (Miss Audrey coughing)

That is very
conscientious of you, Clara.

But Dudley and I must
discuss the matter first.

(Exhales) Gentlemen, have
I not earned this chance?

I'm the senior girl, I
have the most experience,

and I'm certain it's what
miss Audrey would want.

If you were to let me take
care of the department,

then the whole store would
see that you are employers

who behave fairly
towards your staff.

Everything you
say is true, Clara,

and, I assure you, will be
taken into consideration.

Thank you, gentlemen.

(Miss Audrey wheezing)

She's right. We should consider
how this will look to the staff.

Then we will give
the position to Clara.

But you have something
else on your mind.

Otherwise, you would have
told Clara she was in charge.

Fabian eberhart.

There is a chance he might
put in an order for over 20 outfits.

Denise would, I am sure,
charm and persuade him.

That has a logic to it.

Do you think I have other
reasons for preferring Denise?

She is your "little champion".

Denise is different
to the other girls.

There is something about her.

I would like to see how
she deals with this situation.

It'll sting Clara.

It will be a test of
her mettle, and ours.

I suspect it might be worth it.

We have reached the
point where you ask me

to deliver the news to
the girls, have we not?

We have.

Sam. Sam!

Sam, can I ask
you, how is Audrey?

Audrey? You mean miss Audrey?
She's been taken sick to her bed.

- Sick to her bed?
- That's what I said.

What's the matter with her?

- I'm told she has a fever.
- A fever?

Edmund, having a conversation
with you is like talking to an echo.

Fever...

- Why are you so concerned about miss Audrey?
- (Exhales)

I pass the time of day with
her sometimes. That's all.

All right.

A fever...

Carry on.

- Peter, don't you ever sit down?
- (Laughing)

If you wish me to sit
with you, Katherine,

I would be glad to oblige.

No, not oblige, please. "Oblige"
is such a wearisome word.

Oh. I have left my fan inside.

Would you be so kind
as to fetch it for me?

Of course I will.

Heavens! Here it is beside me.

I'm sorry, Peter.

Would you like some lemonade?

You must go back to the game. You
have disturbed the balance by leaving.

But wasn't I summoned
to sit with you?

I feel I will go inside. It
is too hot for me out here.

My book is so engaging and I
long for the cool of the house.

(Glass clinking)

My bones ache from sitting here.

Perhaps I need
to walk for a while.

Would you like me
to come with you?

Go back to your game, Peter.

(Exhales)

First, pauline is to be returned
to ladieswear for the time being,

to give assistance in
these times of need.

What we are facing is
a temporary difficulty.

There are a number of
considerations in deciding

how we shall run this department
in miss Audrey's absence.

Mr moray and I have given
careful thought to the decision.

And what matters most is
that you all support one another.

Denise will be in charge
until further notice.

This may seem
something of a surprise,

but the main thing is that we
all want miss Audrey restored

to her rightful position
as soon as possible.

Mr Dudley, sir, there are other girls
that have been here longer than me.

We are to place all our efforts into
winning this order from mr eberhart.

A musical cabaret.

We are to suggest outfits for
girls who entertain, sing, dance,

and girls who serve champagne
and entertain at tables.

It'll need some inspiration.

As miss Audrey would say,

step to it.

That's good, isn't it?

Mr Dudley told us.

But it was mr moray's
decision. We all know that.

Pauline: Do you need
anything, miss Audrey?

A drink? A blanket?
A blanket taken off?

Am I to follow her instructions?
"Clara, fetch the order book!"

"Clara, attend
to this customer!"

- While she prances around as queen of all she surveys?
- Mmm...

I don't think Denise
will play high and mighty.

She's just good at her job, that's
all. She can't help it. She's talented.

- Very talented. Gifted.
- (Coughing)

What is it, miss Audrey?
Heavens! You look worse than ever.

Your face is redder
than a crimson cap.

Leave me, please. Leave me.

Sleep well.

(Moans)

Mr moray, sir.

Denise.

I have not been
here so long, sir.

I do not deserve this
advancement over...

And what if I say
you do deserve it?

What if I say the other
girls see that, too?

Some of them may object, but
you must learn to live with that.

There was a time
when I stood right here...

A draper's lad, when this
was no more than a small shop.

What is it, sir?

Everything I wished for then,

I have it now.

Not everything you wished for.

No one has everything.

In peebles,

when a man loses his sweetheart,

he gets drunk, has a fight, and
then looks for a new sweetheart.

(Laughing)

Well, perhaps we should
move the store there.

I don't think so, sir.

There's not much call for
parisian underwear in peebles.

- It's far too cold.
- (Laughing)

Is there talk in the refectory
about miss glendenning?

Of course there is.

What are they saying?

Only that she...

That you and her
have parted ways.

That's not all they're saying,

but it is kind of you
to be so delicate.

You...

You've made me
forget myself, Denise.

How did we start
this conversation?

I was pleading with you that I'm
not ready for this advancement.

Oh, yes.

Yes. Miss Audrey is ill.

There is a chance for us
to woo a valuable customer.

I need you to take
care of the department.

Will you do that for me?

I will.

Then you need your sleep.

Night.

(Dice rolling)

- Oh.
- (Sighing) You are going to win again.

You are going to
let me win again.

-Peter? Would I do such a thing?
-Hmm?

Will you take me on a
picnic again tomorrow?

Show me the flowers?

Perhaps we could do one of
those hill walks you told me about?

You made it clear that you
found hill walking arduous.

Oh, but I am fickle.

You have conjured such
a picture in my mind of

looking out over the
world from up there.

Katherine, would
you walk to those hills

to please yourself
or to please me?

It pleases me to please you.

I can feel you trying.

I am grateful, but, please,
you don't have to try.

Things between us will grow.

Or they won't.

I dearly hope that they will.

If not, I have a good life.

If that sounds
uncaring, I apologise.

I do feel a deep
attraction to you,

unlike any woman I have met.

But I have learned that life is kind
and I always find a way through.

Peter: Do you think
of moray often?

Only every day.

Perhaps I should withdraw until you
can resolve in your own heart how you feel

- about moray.
- No. Not at all.

(Exhales)

I don't know.

You call this toast?

Toast is bread cooked.

This is bread
threatened with a flame.

How many times do I have to
say I want my bread toasted?

I'm ignored.

I'm disobeyed at will.

Perhaps you should
go back to bed, papa.

You are never at your
best when you are tired.

It will take more than
sleep to cure my ill temper.

Then, perhaps, I
will take some rest

to escape your sour mood.

(Men shouting in distance)

UN-cock me!

Here, boy.

Billy!

(Man screaming)

It was an accident.

You must not
blame yourself, papa.

Elliott will be fine.

The doctor assured me his leg will
recover as though nothing happened.

But something did happen.

I could have killed him.

Papa, stop it.

You cannot punish
yourself. I will not permit it.

It's like a curse on us,

you loving moray.

I do not love him.

I do not love him!

I promise you.

I am fond of Peter.

I will show you.

I will show you
that I am not weak.

(Sniffling)

Woman: Thank you very much.

Girls, can I have
your attention?

Thank you, girls.

Mr moray has asked us to prepare
for the visit of mr fabian eberhart.

Since we can presume that he is not to
wear the dresses we are to sell to him,

we might be as well to think
purely of what a man sees.

We can all consider ourselves
experts at that, can't we, girls?

A man does not know what a
girl looks at her best wearing.

He thinks he does,

but in this, as in so
many other things,

we must lead him by the nose, whilst
letting him think that he is not being led.

Isn't that so?

What mr eberhart wants,

though he does not know it,

is for us to make the choices.

What we must give him
is confidence and certainty.

Not a range of offerings,
but one clear decision.

Lace. Black lace, red silk.

We will order up the
new crepe De chine.

(Indistinct talking)

Thank you.

Thomas, I'd like to check
the order for ladieswear.

I want to be sure that we've
ordered the crepe De chine.

Just a moment.

Peter: Ah!

Oh...

What a nice gift.

Darling, I realise that you know
the names of all the flowers,

but the book is so that
you might teach me.

Katherine, I am here
with you because...

If you loved moray
and he loved you,

then you would be with him now.

You would be wearing his ring.

Moray is an infatuation.

I have seen how you are with me.

I know I can make you happy.

Did moray ever make you
feel truly glad to be yourself?

I intend to stay, Katherine.

And trust that our feelings
for one another will grow.

- (Knocking on door)
- Oh, please. Leave me be.

How did you get in here?

- Edmund: You have your voice back, then.
- (Coughs lightly)

I am almost recovered.

You look terrible.

I mean, terribly sick.

You haven't recovered
at all as far as I can see.

There's no use
pretending otherwise.

So, this is you.
This is your boudoir.

I can picture you now
when I think of you.

Not like this, I hope.

What did the doctor say?

He assured me I would be able
to return to work in a day or so.

- Did he now?
- Hmm.

And what did he say
was the matter with you?

A pox of some description!

How dare he suggest I am
afflicted by such a vulgar word!

- (Laughs) - I have
banished him from returning.

I bought you these.

If you are discovered
here, it will be the end of me.

You'll have to sack yourself.

It is not a matter
for joking, Edmund.

I have my reputation
to consider.

You always did. Look
where it brought you!

- Sorry.
- (Clears throat softly)

(Exhales)

It's more than 20 years since
I bought you lumps of delight.

What is it that is
troubling you, Audrey?

There is no pox.

You do not know.

If I had an inkling,
I'd not have to ask.

That mirror there,

it tells me every day
that I am growing older.

I don't like it.

That's just the way
things are, Audrey.

If we fight getting older,
we are fighting time,

fighting nature itself,

and we cannot win.

At the paradise, it is
dangerous to grow old.

I am tired now. I must sleep.

Sleep is my one refuge.

Let me show you, sir.

We are certain we have
exactly what you need.

Mr eberhart, please
imagine your girls in red silk.

Silk?

(Speaking German)

Trimmed with black lace.

This is not any silk,
but crepe De chine.

Your girls do not
want a shiny lustre.

The crepe has a
flecked feel to it,

so that it is made of tiny
shadows, moving, like secrets.

Hmm.

Secrets?

I like it. Gut.

(Shop bell ringing)

- Uncle, what is it?
- I've been a fool.

I've been blind and deaf, no
more use than a dog with no nose.

What have you done?

Audrey.

I know what ails her.

(Door opens)

What are you doing, Clara?

If I was to knock, I know
you wouldn't let me in.

What happened between us does
not mean that you are beyond...

That night, when I
was here with you,

you spoke of your wife.

You spoke with such sorrow.
I've never seen such pain.

I thought you might die of it.

I might... Die of it.

That is how it feels sometimes.

You know that I can
soothe those feelings for you.

- For one night.
- (Exhales)

You know that I
can give you comfort.

I know you'll never love me,

but I love it that you
need me sometimes.

I've lost my child.

And you've lost your wife.

We'll always have this bond.

(Knocking on door)

I need you to leave, Clara.

Do you hear me?

If you stay, I will
never forgive you.

Go, before you lose everything.

(Coughing)

Oh...

You are to stay in bed for
as long as it takes, Audrey.

Do not concern
yourself with ladieswear.

Everything there is
operating smoothly.

Since the doctor can't tell
us exactly what ails you,

then we are not sure whether this
is cause for us to feel some relief,

or more concern.

Perhaps you
were just over tired.

We will call in to see
you again tomorrow.

I am instructing you not to
give a thought to the department.

- (Door opens and closes)
- The department...

You didn't say a word to her.

Didn't I?

Moray, I've been watching
you, and what I see is not moray.

(Sighs heavily) How you
do like to exaggerate, Dudley.

I can diagnose you in two
words, "Peter" and "adler".

Absolutely not. You
know me better than that.

If anything, I feel relief.

Ah, it must be relief
that's making you so quiet,

so withdrawn, so
distracted. My apologies.

I think we will call
out another doctor.

(Sighing)

- (Knocking on door)
- Yes!

What is it, Denise?

Sir. Tomorrow, it is
miss Audrey's birthday.

Ah.

There we have it.

How do you know about this?

Would you allow me
not to tell you that, sir?

Well, some things are better
kept hidden. Even from me.

There's something else.
Miss Audrey, her ailments...

I've heard that, in the past, they
have been known to have been caused

by apprehension and distress.

Miss Audrey? Nervous?

I cannot help wondering if I am
the cause of her troubled soul,

the way in which you favour me.

Jealous? No.

I will not believe it.

I fear that by putting
me in charge...

I've made things worse.

Oh!

Poor Audrey.

Of course, the
more I praise you,

the more she will
feel threatened.

I must speak with miss
Audrey in the morning.

Oh, it is you.

- What a surprise.
- Miss glendenning.

I hope you will excuse me
for calling upon you like this.

Has something happened?

- Is moray...
- Moray is...

I am here on moray's
behalf, so to speak.

If you are here to implore me then
I must advise you that it is too late.

No, ma'am. It is not too late.

I fear it was always
too late with moray.

He loves his wife still.

He would be a lesser
man if he did not.

If you were the one
who had married him

and, forgive the macabre turn,
miss glendenning, if you had died,

what kind of man
would that make him

if he all too easily
forsook you?

Helene rules him.

What I know is this.
He is pining for you.

Then why are you
here and not moray?

Because he denies it.

He can hardly admit it to
himself, let alone you. (Sighing)

Miss glendenning, moray
is my greatest friend,

and I cannot bear
to see him suffer.

You are a good friend to him.

I felt it my duty to tell
you what I see in him.

And if you were to go to him,

I sense he would be ready to be
more honest about his feelings for you.

It is no longer possible.

I have made a promise.

Then permit me to bid
you good day, ma'am.

And forgive me if
my visit was ill-timed.

(Knocking on door)

Moray: May I come in?

Oh, uh, mr moray, just a moment.

Proceed.

How are you today?

Much improved, sir.

I am sorry that I
have made you so ill.

Sir, I... what on earth?

Why would you say
such a thing? Heavens!

I have neglected you.

I have failed to Cherish
you as you deserve.

- Oh...
- I shower praise on the younger girls

only to encourage
them, you understand?

But I have taken my
leading lady for granted.

Sir, I assure you, I
would not be so childish

as to require your
affirmation at every turn.

May I?

Audrey...

- I need you.
- (Whimpering)

Ladieswear is like a flickering
light without your leadership.

The younger girls
burn brightly, but

we require authority,
experience, maturity.

These are the qualities
that I depend upon.

The eberhart sale went well,
but the girls are bickering.

The place feels like an
abandoned ship, to wit!

So, I have decided my only option
is to close down the department

until you are fit
enough to return.

No, sir.

It would be unthinkable to the
draw the curtains across ladieswear.

We have our
reputation to consider.

I will take my place
in the morning.

Thank you.

I do not wish to take advantage
of your good nature, but

might you feel well enough to come
down into the store this evening?

There is a rather
delicate matter

I wish you to cast
your eyes over.

Sir, if I were to have something
to eat first, I might find the strength.

Perhaps... (Clearing throat)

if you were to take my arm...

(Muffled giggle)

You want me to be
happy, don't you, papa?

I have tried with Peter.

I like him...

But I cannot spend
my life with a man I like.

I love moray.

I love him. Don't make me sorry.

I want to be happy.

I know that if I go
to him, if I tell him...

You will break us all.

But it seems I cannot stop you.

(Door opens)

Peter: Good evening. Here
to see miss glendenning.

(Gasping) I can't.

Katherine, stay here. Sit down.

I will send Peter to you.
You can tell him yourself.

No, you can't. Please,
you mustn't make me.

You will face who you are

and what you do to
people that love you.

(Door closes)

I am sorry, Peter.

I am truly sorry that I
let you grow fond of me,

let you hope.

I only ever wanted moray.

I only ever loved him.

I cannot help myself.

Is it perfumes, sir?

I have always considered their
displays to be rather shoddy,

though I felt it was
not my place to say so.

No, it is not perfumes.

Haberdashery perhaps?

The presentation
is sprightly enough,

but one can't help but feel that
so much more could be achieved

with ribbons and buttons.

The haberdashery will have to
wait another day for your attentions.

Oh.

All: Happy birthday,
miss Audrey!

(Applause)

Happy birthday, Audrey.

My leading lady.

- Oh, sir, really. There was no call for such a profusion!
- (Band playing music)

Miss Audrey, happy birthday.

Oh...

Care for a drink, miss Audrey?

(Inaudible)

Denise?

- Happy birthday, miss Audrey...
- Yes, thank you.

It is most unexpected
and exceedingly flattering.

Mr moray has been most
forthright in his generosity

and his appreciation of me.

We all appreciate you, ma'am.

He has experienced what happens

when responsibility is handed
to those who may be full of vim,

but are found to be lacking
when it comes to authority.

We are all glad to have
you back, miss Audrey.

And now that I am restored,
fully restored, Denise,

I am sure it will be
a great relief to you

to be returned to
your proper place.

Mr moray has assured me
that I have complete command.

From now on, child, we
must observe proper propriety.

Should you have any more
ideas, you will bring them to me.

I understand.

You will not approach mr moray.

You will not seek his opinion
or his permission. Is that clear?

It is, miss Audrey.

Audrey, would you be so
kind as to dance with me?

Oh, mr moray...

Why, of course.