All language subtitles for Mr.Selfridge.2013.S04E06.720p.BluRay.HEVC.x265.BONE

Ladies and gentlemen,
doors will open at 9:00.

Business as usual.

Shame about your front.

Don't play games.

I thought it best
to meet here.

Neutral ground.

So, where are we
on payment of your debt?

I need some time.

But soon.

I give you my word.

If I dealt in "words,"

I'd have been out
of the business years ago.

You're mistaking me
for some two-bit gambler.

All gamblers are the same.

You're the highest risk
I've ever known

because you really
are a man

who doesn't know how
or when to stop.

You'll get your money.

You have until 9:00
Monday morning.

Terms have changed.

I would have come
to a reasonable arrangement,

but you weren't listening.

Now I want the payment
in full,

plus half
for the inconvenience,

or you might find things
get personal.

Do we finally understand
each other?

It's dreadful,
just dreadful.

A Police Inspector
McNeish called,

and he's on his way.

I'm so sorry,
Mr. Selfridge.

Who would do such a thing?

Vandalism, most probably.

Mr. Crabb, I need to borrow
from the company.

Can you arrange it?

Insurance will cover the cost
of the damage.

Forget about the damage.

Can you help me?

I'm afraid I had to agree
to place a moratorium

on the chairman's account.

Mr. Keen insisted.

But you didn't consult me?

After the expense of France,
the film,

I had to offer an olive branch

until you make inroads

on the store debts
you've accumulated.

I had no choice,
Mr. Selfridge.

No, I understand.

If the funds are needed
for further expansion

or the long-term benefit
of the company...

No, we'll leave it here for now.

Thank you, Mr. Crabb,
that'll be all.

I can't believe it--
shocking.

My girls don't know
what to think.

What's everybody
saying, Kitty?

Tell your girls
what I've told mine, Connie.

It's not the end
of the world.

Some things
you can't fix.

A broken window
isn't one of them.

Excuse me.
Yes, of course.

Arthur, when you have a moment,
could I see you in my office?

Yes, certainly.

HARRY:
I regret I can't be
more helpful, Inspector.

You are certain
you can't think of anyone?

A business rival, perhaps?

It's down to hooligans.

Mr. Towler, increase
nighttime security.

Thank you very much, Inspector.

Hooligans might do one window.

This attack had to be
well coordinated.

Inspector McNeish
has got a good point,

Mr. Selfridge.

You would have had to know
what you were doing

to smash glass that thick.

We'll appeal
for witnesses.

Mr. Towler will liaise
closely with you,

Inspector.

I want this buried.

Over and buried.

Publicity will only lead
to a frenzy of speculation.

Which might go some way

to helping us find
the perpetrators.

I have a store to run.

Thank you very much,
Inspector.

Thank you for your time.

GEORGE:
I'll see you out, Inspector.

(door closes)

All right, what the hell's
going on?

Is there something
you're not telling me?

If you could just focus
on the provincial stores.

Look at the figures
for Cambridge.

The figures for Sheffield.

They're worse than
hopeless, Gordon.

The families running
those stores need time

to make the new injections
of cash work for them.

Don't take an attack
on the store out on me, Father.

That's not fair.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

You've had a huge shock.

I'll stick around for
a few days to help out.

I'll leave you to it.

(door closes)

I intend to inform
the chief today, Arthur,

but first, well...

To cut a long story short,
this Saturday,

Josie and I will be
getting married.

(gasps)

Oh, I couldn't be happier

for you and Josie.

What wonderful news.

But goodness, this Saturday
doesn't give you much time.

I meant...

I know.

I know what you meant.

Things have to be hurried now.

Which is why
I must apologize

for not giving you
more notice...

I'll be there with Mildred,
of course I will.

...to be my best man, Arthur.

Would you do me that honor?

Nothing would give me
greater pleasure.

MAE: Right, ladies, let's
start our brochure shoot

with my exclusive
summer collection.

Thank you.

And make sure you stress
"exclusive"

in the brochure editorial.

Right, let's see
what you've done

with this bar area.

We've got champagne on ice,
we've got crystal glasses,

we've got the silver ashtray.

You wanted the look
of the private club.

Oh, it's a bit dull.

VICTOR: Scenic props from
Colleands as promised.

No extra charge
for delivery.

And where do you think
you're going?

How can I help?

I'll be straight with you,
Jimmy.

I'm in a terrible mess.

The windows were broken
by D'Ancona, my gaming agent.

Right.

You owe him money.

A huge amount.

Which I don't have.

Harry, you know I'd help,

but I'm just on the brink
of a deal right now.

Give me a month.

I don't have a month.

I'm to pay 75,000 pounds,
due Monday.

What about assets?

Everything's leased--
cars, houses.

I can't borrow another penny
from the store.

Okay.

No,no,no,no,no.

This is silly.

There's accessible funds

spread out across
the Selfridge Holdings.

Let me take a look,
see what I can come up with.

Harry, that's the Jimmy magic:

moving funds from one sector
of a company to fund another.

Come on, Harry, we understand
the ups and downs of business.

The thing is,
this isn't about business.

This is about me.

All the more reason to come up
with a solution, then.

Leave it with me.

A little bit more celebration,
girls.

Smiles, glasses higher.

A little bit more.

Perfect.

(flashbulb clicks)

I can't believe I let you
talk me into this.

Oh, stop it.

It'll be fun reliving
your Palm Court days.

You just weren't always
so well dressed.

I wasn't always dressed.

I remember.

So do I.

How times have changed.

I was a lady then.

(laughs)

And now you're
Lord of London nights,

and I'm a...

You'll always be
Lady Mae to me.

We're not late, are we?

Oh, good lord, no.

(clears throat)

(knocking)

Yes?

Hello.

Hello.

You surviving the shock
of the broken windows?

I must be--
I'm being measured for a suit.

A special event?

None more special.

I'd better get a dress then,
hadn't I?

Have you spoken
to Mr. Selfridge yet?

Not yet.

I will.

Later today.

All right.

Mind if I join you?

I'm not sure I mind
what you do, Frank.

You don't mean that.

I gave up the career opportunity
of a lifetime--

several lifetimes--

for you, Frank,
and what did you give me'?

A cheap affair.

It's wasn't an affair.

Even cheaper.

It meant nothing.

To you.

Don't speak for me.

Men do foolish things.

That's your excuse?

That's it?

You must think
so little of me.

So little of all
our years together.

Kitty, it was a mad trip.

There was lots
of drink and...

Don't.

You let me down.

You let us down.

And I can't forget that.

What does that mean?

I want you out of the house
by this evening.

On, Kitty!

Kitty?

Sis?

Frank, what's happened?

That one's going to be
in Madam Rennard's new brochure.

Oh!

It's never been done
in this country before.

She's seen them in Paris.

Imagine that--

a whole brochure
just about her ready to wear.

It suits you.

Mm...

Not in pink.

Do you have anything
in cream?

We can have it made up.

That's the point:

who you are
and who you want to be.

You love this job, don't you?

I suppose it's not
very important.

Not in the grand scheme of...

No, but work
sees you through a lot.

I know just the person
to make this dress.

(flashbulb clicks)

Got it.

Right, let's move on.

How's my favorite girl?

Grandpa!

You say that to Mommy too.

Well, I say it
to all my favorite girls.

How many of us are there?

I keep wanting to say,

"Would sir like
some coffee now?"

Or pour someone
some sherry or something.

How you doing, Harry?

Good to see you.

He is the authentic touch
that I need for my club scene.

You won't find anything
more authentic than me.

Harry.

Oh, excuse me.

It's staring you
in the face, Harry.

Sell the non-profitable
provincial stores.

The buildings are worth far more
than the businesses.

I know investors

who would leap at the chance
to own those properties.

I could get the money
for you tomorrow

on your promissory notes.

Come on, Harry,
think about it.

In your bank account
by close of day tomorrow.

That would break Gordon's heart.

Have you seen this?

Today's late edition.

It says the windows
were your fault.

I've got it under control.

Were we attacked because
of your personal gambling debts?

This needn't concern you,
Gordon.

I have a right to know
what's going on around here!

Just because I'm not here
every day

doesn't mean you
can shut me out.

Not today, Gordon, please.

Not today.

Baby soft skin
in the morning, madam.

CONNIE:
I want to strangle Frank!

Can't talk about it now, Connie.

If George did that to me...

George never would.

That's the difference.

Are you really throwing him
out of the house?

I'd never be able
to trust him again.

I can't live like that.

I won't.

My father
and Miss Mardle

are getting married.

It's really short notice,

but I was hoping
Miss Brockless

could do her dress.

I'm already a woman short.

I can't afford
for Miss Brockless

to fall behind in her workload.

I'm sure my father would greatly
appreciate it, Miss Ellis.

Miss Mardle's

already selected
material.

Ready, Miss Brockless?

Well, off you go.

They haven't got all day
to wait for the likes of you.

No, thanks.

A story about the broken window
was one thing,

but Why'd you have
to make it personal?

We didn't write
about your family.

We wrote about you.

You said yourself
you chose this life.

Now, don't blame me

if my reporter digs deep
and finds dirt.

If she got it wrong,
I'll print another retraction.

You're never gonna stop,
are you?

I can't do business
with turncoats.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm pulling every advertisement.

You'll never see a penny again
from Selfridge's.

You've made idle threats before.

There is nothing idle
about that threat.

You'll regret it, sir.

Gorgeous.

Right, last shot.

VICTOR: Better do as she says,
ladies, she's a bossy one.

I have the Royal Box

at the opera
Friday night.

The Prince of Wales
loathes the opera.

If you could bear
the company

of his bore
of a private secretary.

I can bear the company of anyone
for the opera.

Wonderful.

Mr. Colleano,
you are a natural.

Done, done.

Mae, we can swing by Collean0's
afterwards.

A little more down to earth.

All right, we'll do that.

Victor,
you can get changed.

The next tableau
is just the ladies.

HARRY: I need those numbers as
soon as possible, Mr. Crabb.

Chief, there's something
I need to tell you.

I've made my peace with it now,
chief.

We're keeping it
in the family:

Mr. Crabb and you,

for the present.

Roger...

ls there anything
that I can do?

Anything at all?

I have Miss Mardle
back in my life.

I have no choice in dying,

which makes the other choices
all the more important.

In the end, it's about family

and the love
we take with us.

There must be something
that I can do.

Well, Josie needs someone
to give her away.

Obviously, I can't.

I would be honored.

Thank you, chief.

Look at mommy
and smile, Tatiana.

Right.

So just relax.

Pretend that you're at home

and you're sat with your mommy
by the fire

and you're going to read
this lovely book together.

All right?

Perfect.

Done.

It's just like the old days,
you know?

When I used to work here.

Just let someone else carry
the strain of owning the place.

Are you not enjoying running
the club anymore, Victor?

You sleep in the day,
you work in the night.

You never really get the time
to think

if you're enjoying it or not.

Well, you should make time.

Part of the fun's
being here with you.

Can I say that?

You just did.

PHOTOGRAPHER:
And smile.

(knocking)

Sorry to interrupt your evening,
Mrs. Selfridge.

I was hoping to catch a word
with Mr. Gordon

before he returns
to Sheffield.

He's decided to stay
for a few days, as it happens.

Please, come in.

I thought it best

to call on you at home
for reasons of privacy.

My wife and I share everything,
Mr. Keen.

A truly damning accusation,
don't you think?

Idle speculation.

Then surely
your father should sue?

Gordon is often away,

as you know, Mr. Keen.

His father doesn't consult him
on his every move.

The Civic Building Society
has asked me to speak with you

about your father.

What about him?

They want him to put a stop
to this bad publicity.

He gets plenty
of good publicity too.

This headline is personal.

Whether true or not,

it reflects appallingly
on the company as a whole.

There was a time your father
was the company.

Those days are over.

Thank you for the tea.

I'll see myself out.

I think my father's in very
serious trouble, Grace.

Get me the company lawyer.

I urgently need to speak
about Harry Selfridge.

Kitty?

Kitty?

I know you're not keen
on going down this route,

but I took the liberty
of making some phone calls.

These are letters of intent

from some of the wealthiest
investors in the country.

They want your properties,
Harry.

Prime locations,
street frontage--

the building values
have never been so high.

But it's the properties
they want, not the companies?

Once you've sold,
you've sold.

You sign these
and I'm telling you,

any bank would salivate
to underwrite them.

All your problems disappear
by close of day tomorrow.

I can't do it, Jimmy.

Too many families involved.

They'd make
a handsome profit too.

It's not all about the profit.

Take my solution, Harry,

not as a business associate,
but as a friend.

Let me help you.

I can't lay my mistakes
on Gordon.

Thank you for your hard work.

(knocking)

Extra security's in place
for the night, Mr. Selfridge.

They'll call me if there's
anything untoward.

Thank you.

A man like D'Ancona
doesn't make idle threats.

You've only got a few days.

What are you going to do?

You might be
my brother-in-law,

but I'd still like
to biff you one.

Be my guest.

Thanks for coming.

You don't know
how lucky you are.

How could you be so stupid?

It was a moment of madness.

I'm not sure
I understand myself.

Now, Kitty is a proud girl.

You're gonna have
to humble yourself.

Find a way
to get through to her.

She's thrown me out, George.

I've got no one
to turn to.

I'm glad Mr. Grove
told you.

The burden of silence
has been weighing heavily on me.

Is there really
nothing we can do?

Support him and his family
as best we can.

Um...

I tried all the high interest
finance houses in London, chief.

Last week, they'd have
jumped over one another

to give you a loan.

Now no one will touch me

because of one
newspaper headline.

Thank you, Mr. Crabb.

You did your best.

Anything else
you'd like me to try?

There's only one thing I can do.

But it's too terrible
a decision to make.

It just needs
a couple of extra tucks.

It's beautiful.

You're a magician,
Miss Brockless.

Goodness, is that really me?

Do you know, I don't think
I can do it justice.

You look beautiful.

I never thought
of a bridesmaid.

Meryl, would you...?

Thank you.

That means a lotto me.

Good.

MISS ELLIS:
Ah, the wanderer returns.

I'll expect this work completed
by tomorrow.

But that will take all night,
Miss Ellis.

Not my problem.

And there's plenty more
backed up

when you've finished
that lot.

Unless you feel
you're not up to it.

Miss Brockless?

Oh, look at this darling

mother of pearl
hair clasp, Jenny.

Let's get two.

Miss Dolly.

Miss Dolly.

Credit is no longer available.

Well, I'll have a word
with Mr. Selfridge.

Excellent idea.

You cut us off
without a say so, Harry?

You crossed a line with that
dance in the Palm Court.

It was stupid of us.

We're sorry, Harry.

Apology accepted,
now if you'll excuse me...

Was the newspaper
headline true?

(laughs)

Thought you'd get
one last spree, Rosie?

We owe you so much.

You'll never know.

Now get out.

We've been talking a long while
about going back to New York,

haven't we, Jenny?

Maybe it's about time.

What do you think, Harry?

You can do whatever you like
as far as I'm concerned.

Mind yourself, Jenny.

Don't let those so-and-sos
grind you down, Harry.

Hello.

It's just for a few days,
Connie.

FRANK: I know this
is awkward for you.

I'd be so grateful.

George Towler, you've got
soft mush for a brain!

Well, don't expect me

to lay out the red carpet
for a philanderer.

I'm really sorry.

Not half as sorry
as I'm going to be.

(door slams)

The first r0und's on me.

Mae, there's people here
I'd love you to meet.

Actually Jimmy, the opera
was enough for one night.

Can't we do this another time?

You'll get a second wind
once we start dancing.

Oh no, I don't want to dance.

Hi there.

Nice to meet you.

We must talk business.

Yes, let's set up
a meeting.

They still
look at you, Mae.

Stick with me.

You were the toast
of London once.

You will be again.

Great to see you.

Great to see you too,
Jimmy.

Fine, you do
your business mingling.

I'll be with Victor.

See you later.

Excuse me,
Mr. Dillon.

Put the bar on the wall...

MAN:
Excuse me.

You're needed
in the office,

Mr. Colleano.

Forgive me one and all.

I best see to this,
won't be a tick.

I love America.

What did you think of it?

Time to go.

Oh no, I'm not ready to go yet.

Did you hear what I said?

Yes, and I said
I'm not ready to go.

I'll make my own way home.

Oh, sorry.

Cheers, Lewis.

I just wanted to say good night.

Where's Jimmy?

Oh, he's gone.

And to be honest,

I'm quite relieved.

He's a little
too demanding for me.

Could never have happened.

Maybe it should have been us.

Maybe it still could be.

Dinner for two?

Monday night?

I can close the club.

Just us and a private jazz band.

I'd love that.

Thank you.

(Sighs)

You know what?
I've lost my appetite.

You think she found
the prize in you?

Well, let me tell you,
Frank Edwards,

you got the prize in her.

Because my sister
will always be first prize,

and you are just a weak,
grubby runner-up.

I deserved that.

Have you told Kitty
how sorry you are?

I said men can be foolish.

And you're the writer?

A man of words?

I got stuck.

We were talking
about having a baby,

and then suddenly
all this stuff came out.

Listen, Frank,
Kitty's different.

Connie's always wanted a baby,
and now we've been blessed.

But Kitty was born to fly.

If you thought
you could pin her down

by having a baby,
it wouldn't have worked.

She got this big job offer
in New York

when I was struggling at work.

I was jealous.

Small and petty
and ridiculouslyjealous.

You're right--
you were.

But if you love one another

the way I think you do,
there's always hope.

I wish I could believe that.

Alice, Alice!

We agreed I'd wear
the white one for the wedding!

You said you wanted
the lilac!

No, I didn't.

Give it to me now.

This thing is
strangling me!

We're never going
to be ready on time.

All right, enough!

Everyone to your rooms now!

Alice,
you give that back!

(deep exhale)

I can't do this to you.

I don't know
what I was thinking.

Why on earth would you want
to take on this unruly lot?

Roger...
It's not fair on you.

You walk in a room
and I think,

"oh!

I hadn't even realized
part of me had left."

You know when someone's hurt
or slighted me

when no one else
would even notice.

Josie...

You've left me desolate
when you broke my heart.

But insanely happy
when you put it all

back together again.

I don't deserve you.

It's called love, my darling.

And I am utterly incapable
of not feeling it for you.

And believe me,
I have tried.

And that's all I have to say
on the matter.

Why don't you call down
that motley mob

and see if we can't get them
through that front door

without killing
each another.

Do you think your godfather
has forgotten the ring, Arthur?

VICAR:
All rise.

Oh, I say.

Here we go.

Would you, Arthur?

Thank you.

Thank you.

At last.

It's the dust mites,
Mildred.

Churches are plagued
with them.

Please be seated.

Dearly beloved,
we are gathered here today

in the sight of God

and in the face
of this congregation

to join together
this man and this women

in holy matrimony.

Thank you, Arthur.

VICAR: I now pronounce
you man and wife.

Welcome to the family,
Mrs. Grove.

MERYL:
Bravo!

Yes!

Well done, father!

Please! This is a house
of worship.

Today, Reverend,
this is a house of happiness.

Complete happiness.

(laughs)

Oh, Roger...

Congratulations,
Mr. and Mrs. Grove.

I wish you all the joy
in the world.

Kitty...

Kitty, please!

Why waste our time?

If I can imagine it,
let's just say you've said it.

You're sorry,
you made a mistake,

you never meant to hurt me,
give you another chance.

Do I have to be interviewed
through the door?

A seat in the living room won't
add anything more original.

I would say those things
if you'd hear me out.

Well, I've saved you
the trouble.

Kitty...

I'm not that woman,
Frank!

Turn a blind eye,
"Boys will be boys."

It's not me.

I have far too much respect
for myself,

even if you don't.

So save your fancy words

for the type of woman
that'll listen.

I'd appreciate it now
if you walked away.

Call Elizabeth Arden.

See if the job is
still available.

She'd be a lucky woman
to get a star like you.

And I hope New York is kinder
to you than I've been.

We've got
a long way to go.

I'm coming!

Bye!

Have a nice time.

Take care,
my dear Meryl.

Come on, we've all
said goodbye!

I'm coming!

Give me a kiss,
Mrs. Grove.

Bye bye .

Bye!

(honking horn)

Oh, you're making
ever such a scene!

Drive safely!

(honking)

Just married!

I've been trying to get ahold
of Mr. D'Ancona,

but he's advised his office

that your agreement
terminated at 9:00.

It is after 9:00 now,
Mr. Selfridge.

Keep trying, Miss Plunkett.

Keep trying.

ROSALIE:
'”Afraid?' murmured that rat,

"his eyes shining
with unutterable love.

'Afraid?"'

Excuse me, ma'am.

Mr. Selfridge has arranged
to see these gentlemen here

for a private meeting,
apparently.

He didn't say anything to me--
l'll call him.

Please, gentlemen,
take...

What do you think
you're doing?

It's a robbery!

Mommy, mommy!

Fraser,
call the police!

Thank you.

Why don't you call your father,
Mrs. De Bolotoff?

See what he has to say?

I'll be there
as soon as I can, Rosalie.

No, no, don't call the police.

I'm on my way.

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Are you all right?

Where's Tatiana?

In her bed.

She fell asleep crying.

She was terrified.

I'm so sorry, darling.

They took silver.

Paintings, china...

They took the jewelry
Ma left for me.

Oh, Rosalie...

How could you let this happen
to us, Pa?

I don't know.

I'd run with Violette
into the hall every evening.

Our Pa was home!

Our wonderful, funny,

amazing father.

You'd scoop us up,
a safe pair of hands.

I can be that man again.

I don't feel safe with you
anymore.

The truth is,

I don't think you feel safe
with you anymore.

They're all still on sale, so...

Excuse me.

I spoke with Miss Arden.

The job offer's still open.

Good.

And I'm taking it.

You should.

I'm pleased for you.

Looks like you do know me
after all.

Thank you for coming.

Gordon,
I need your help.

I've been a fool.

I've made many mistakes.

And other people suffer
for them.

The truth is
I'm flat broke.

You're...

You're what?

Pa, are you serious?

How did you let that happen?

It doesn't matter how.

I don't have a single line
of credit left open to me.

Look, you know I'd help
if I could,

but every penny was reinvested
in the provincial stores.

You want to sell them.

I'm sorry.

I understand what I'm asking.

But it's my only option.

Jimmy's putting it all
into place now.

I wish you'd come
to me first.

Jimmy's the man
to broker these deals.

Trust him?

Of course.

Listen...

I know the years you put
into those stores.

Those years came between us.

I know-- I let them.

Of course I want
to help you.

Sell whatever you have to.

I can run the remaining
companies from London.

Thank you.

All that I ever wanted to do
is work by your side.

I'll make it right.

Don't ever come near my family
or my store again.

You terrified my daughter
and my granddaughter.

What kind of a man
does something like that?

Indeed.

Victor.

What are you doing here?

We're closed.

The door was open.

You expecting someone?

None of your business.

It is my business
if that someone is Mae.

Who do you think
you're talking to, Jimmy?

You might have
past history.

We're the couple now.

You don't own a woman
like Mae, Jimmy.

Keep away from her.

Do you know something?

Might have taken her a bit
of time to realize this,

but she's way out
of your league.

Now come on,
get out of here.

JIMMY:
Get your hands off me!

(loud thud)