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Fruits of your state.

You're the boss, Sos, Kruevet.

Everything.

That's what should be.

Esther.

What is it, woman?

It's too willy.

Look on this as a warning.

Five shit eat.

Five shit eat.

You wonder why don't men think to do with you?

If you get caught, we both get kicked out.

If you go, I don't want to stay.

Well, well, well, it's been a bloody day.

Come on, Fred, get off.

It's all over the blag belt.

We're back to the television, it's all over.

We're no one else got up.

We're almost at dreamt it.

They don't want to do it.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Boris!

You two.

Sant, you, thank God.

No.

He's not here in five minutes, telling not to bother.

You, Abstair.

On your toes today, please, gentlemen.

We're famous for our Halloween ball,

so let's not let his lordship down.

He worked eight.

Mind that, the race hot sand.

Mind yourselves, hot water.

They will talk of this for years to come.

May race like kisses.

My legs like the young pride slips.

I work to do.

And we don't.

Aba, he'll go on the floor, right?

He'll go on the floor, right?

Come on, if I win, I'm pretty smashed.

Yeah, drop, drop.

Morning, girls.

Sign.

Sign.

Morning, girls.

Sign.

Good.

So you made it start on the baking.

Where are the others?

We ain't gone, Mrs. Ryan.

The ladies.

We're grabbing the stairs now.

Did he?

Scrubbing the floors.

Why?

We'll do that then.

Oh, look.

Drag themselves at the pets.

Well, look.

Well, look.

Shabbish foot.

It's cold.

Yes.

Never

insisted.

You're all this favourite blooms, isn't it?

You've got them.

They're...they're...they're...

They're gonna be the reason.

Smells good.

Yeah.

I thought you was lordship.

What, a six in the morning?

How you doing, Harry, boy?

Lord Harry.

He doesn't mind.

I do.

We used to cook up for him, didn't ya?

Someone else do.

You're a hard woman to get on our own.

Do you know your next afternoon off?

Yes, thanks.

No, it won.

How about...

I keep my company.

I get first Wednesday, you get less Friday.

Yeah. I've swamped.

Who do you wear most of that?

Listen, I would stop with learning world turning if you asked me to.

God, then.

I'm going to stop turning.

I'm going to stop turning.

Boy in.

Hands up turning, yeah.

Well, it's the humble ball, innit?

Don't want to put Mr. Jarvis's timetable, innit?

There you go, Harry.

All mouth and trousers.

The trousers come on forever.

For me, they don't.

Oh, we can have a right now.

Excuse us, Mr. Cosmo.

We have work to do.

She was kissing him, she was.

Grace May was doing it with George.

In broad daylight in the master's orlandry.

Before prayers, I'd heard.

I never said they would do in here.

I said that...

Oh, look, it's the embassy.

She's brought master Harry with her.

Morning, we're all friends.

How you doing?

How you want her to fall?

I'll get a lot to get you some work from the laundry.

Then I'll bring you more.

Oh, she's got to do.

Look after the idiot.

Why should you run after her?

Leave it.

Good morning.

Isn't it exciting?

Are you all having fun?

They did kind of line.

Never been up so early in my whole life.

Where is my maid?

I can't find my mind about that silver dress.

Are you all having fun yet?

I don't know, have so much freaking fun in my whole life.

I'm sorry to say this, Mrs. Ryan.

It's Grace May.

Her and George Cosmo.

I don't understand what you're worrying about.

It's a fun night for a do, that's all.

All those night, there is ghosts abroad.

Come, look night, the grave, open up.

I am the ghost of Flora Ryan's granny.

I don't have fun to run me spectral finger across the door of jams.

All of you, I'm not going to run you.

I'm not going to run you.

You've come to run me spectral finger across the door of jams.

Oh, look at that.

That's not seen a duster in weeks.

Then that mark, you get the worst infitations.

Do I look worried?

Corpse is with her eyes eaten away and flash hanging off their bones.

Shut up!

We've took all the empty rooms to do.

Oh, my stain, coldy clami, it gives me the shivers.

I am not going down the attic corridor, am I?

Oh, I'm high.

Oh!

What?

This is dead.

Mr. Joyce!

What are you doing?

Harry!

It's not good, it's not good, it's not good.

It's bad.

Mr. Joyce!

The police!

The police are with us!

The police are with us!

He's not a...

It's not good, no, no.

Oh, it's good.

No!

Mr. Joyce!

No!

It's good!

No, it's just jobs.

No!

It's bad in there!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Please!

What's the matter?

I'm going to be upstairs, Mr. Jarvis.

I keep the noise down.

You know what he's like when he has one of his fits.

But then you decided to see if he bounced.

I was walking over the stairs, sir.

Some trials left that rug all rolled up.

But what was I supposed to do?

And I tried to put my arm out, just dead in myself.

And what before I knew?

I'm trying to hold up.

I'm better to have saved Lord Harry and throw yourself down the bloody stairs.

Mr. Seybeth, get yourself here!

Rugs.

And well you may hang your heads, my girls.

Do you want to tell me why you didn't bother unrolling a rock?

Did you find something better to do?

Was it beneath you?

I've told you, I can't tell you no more.

I was taking him up the stairs, I was going, Kess.

What are you doing?

Here.

Here, Mr. Adams.

I gave up, Mr. Jarvis.

He was going slowly sober and upright.

He'd have someone attacked him or a thunderbolt knocked him out of his feet.

Is it no bruises, no stab wounds, no buns?

Get back to your duties, Mr. Forrest.

I'm really sorry, Mr. Chair.

Are you deaf, do what you're told?

Coop.

It wasn't his fault.

I don't think the arrow will see it that way.

Then we must paint the picture.

Why don't we just suck?

Mr. Forrest is blameless.

If anyone's going to be dismissed, he'll be one of the women.

I will not lose my reputation over this.

Has that bloody floor coming on?

Sir?

You've spoken with your mates?

Yes.

Lizzie Sabin assures me the rugs were laid down properly.

Backed up by her little shadow, Susan Elliot, no doubt.

Williams should not have taken Lord Harry up by those stairs.

Asked to do so by Grace May.

But what William does is my concern.

The housekeeping, the rugs, the maids.

They are yours.

Your girls can't cope with their duties.

They're doing everything anyone could ask of them.

63 fires to be set beds to be made up and aired.

Be very careful, Mrs. Ryan.

You promised me six girls from the village yesterday, but they only appeared today.

And when they did, they were promptly whipped away by Mr. Adams for the dance floor.

On my instructions.

Should I have asked your permission?

We are agreed then.

The incompetence of your housemates

and the laziness of Mr. S. May

are entirely responsible for this regrettable incident.

I'm sorry.

Grace, it's a word, please.

No swelling, no fever.

You look very fortunate, young man.

Did you ask him to pull the boy up?

He always does, Mrs. Ryan.

But not by the back stairs, I hope.

No.

I don't know.

I come up and get the room ready and you knew he was going to use the back stairs.

Oh, for God's sake.

As if you weren't in enough trouble already.

Me?

Oh, butterwood and Melt.

You and George Cosmo can noodling in the orangery.

I wasn't.

George Cosmo of all people.

He's only been here five minutes.

And you've been a single girl. How long?

That same five minutes.

And as you well know, Miss, the only reason I put up with you and Frank is because you were engaged.

But if you're happy to flip from one man to the next with barely a pause in between,

then you're not the girl I thought you were.

Tonight will be the ball of the year.

The food will be a miracle.

The table will work the farce.

The Phoenix Trust will be the hero.

I need this room to carve my ice, so kindly take your tears. It's not elsewhere.

Ouch!

You too!

And you all stop it's battering.

I must have peace to sculpt.

Crazy.

You're in trouble.

Me too.

You didn't do anything.

Shouldn't have asked you to help.

You didn't.

I offered.

Still might lose your job, Cosmo.

Sorry, will you?

Hey.

You'll never guess.

I'll just die.

He's off, George.

We're going to have a right laugh at the Blessed Charlotte.

What's up?

What's up?

What do you think's up?

No one's blaming you.

Yeah, we're to the balls over and everyone's gone home.

You can see it in Jarvis's eyes.

And I'll scotch again.

He's itching to learn me a lesson.

No, the fuss about nothing.

It's going to be all right, honey.

That doctor said it'll be up in a bit.

The best Charlotte to pray for him.

She knows some special prayers for the sick.

No, she's a woman Catholic.

She made this little altar thing.

Might help, won't I?

Yeah.

Yeah, it might.

Probably will.

I found you could just hold my hand or something.

So, I know that he knows that I'm here.

Just my friends.

It looks after him for nearly three years, and I've been really sure.

So, our afternoon off.

What do you reckon?

Someone saw us this morning.

Mrs. Ryan's doing her nut.

We didn't do anything, Grace.

We were together. It's enough.

Clear off, George.

Say you'll come out of me and I'll go.

Come on, Grace.

You like me, I'll make you laugh.

So did Frank.

You've put me in your all the same.

Full of it.

I'll keep myself peeled for you.

I'm happy I am.

I just can't stop you. I woke up all day.

Soon to see up there, skirt, say that.

She's not Mr. Forrest.

It's you, Robert George.

That's your spot over there, ugly.

Good.

Come on, Will.

Come on, Will.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Look at her, Missy!

Go!

Hurry up, hurry up.

You must taste the difference.

Oh!

Very nice.

Nice.

Hey!

Hey!

Hurry!

Great, ladies.

Please.

If I've got to keep going into sit with Grace,

I shall need one of you girls to help me.

Stop you. What about my William?

I think it's the push.

Is she still your will, then?

Honey, Lizzy said that you're going to be...

Ow!

You're straight!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my goodness!

I got my baby!

It's all black.

I do it.

Oh, souls.

The saints have turned their back on us.

I told you.

I said evil spirits abroad.

First Harry.

Now this.

It's a curse.

Girls are the footmen.

I'd not stay there.

They're in.

We're all in.

You're a wolf sort of evil thing with you there.

An evil thing in a wig and stockings, that's who.

That statue's being blessed by the plop and myself.

I don't care if you made love to it.

Start bollock naked.

No, there's no.

It's noise.

We're not going to have enough disturbance for one day.

It's these Catholic Igo, sir.

They're frightening people.

I don't like having Catholics in the house at the best of times.

You're trouble.

All of you.

Only me's a little devotional, aren't you?

You bring all your religious baubles to me.

All of them.

Make sure she brings everything.

Williams never going to marry you.

He can't wait, love.

You're the only one who can't see it.

No, Mr. Jovis, please.

Not my mother.

I'm not going to be a fool.

No, Mr. Jovis, please.

Not my missile.

It's either your missile or your dis missile.

Mr. Jovis, they're all very...

You won't...

You will treat them with respect, won't you?

I treat everyone and everything with respect.

I'll burn them with you, ceremony.

Now get out of my sight.

The black and white are on the doors, of course.

Greeting the carriages.

Scoop them on the temps.

George is on the stairs.

And you will be greeting the visiting servants.

What? All bloody nigh.

I'm keeping you out of the way.

What do you want to remind us, Lordship?

Which idiot almost have killed his son?

The servants have arrived.

When you go there and son?

No one burns his silly pipe, won't he?

Why is the master so horrible about Catholic?

Don't worry about his stuff, will I?

What are we having done him?

Well, it's the priest, isn't it?

The priest.

Well, the one that killed his old, uh...

Wasn't it?

It's grandad, won't it?

Well, murdered everything.

Sl

All through the house you watch

some lots of all these latin spells and curses.

Charlotte to the nursery, please.

Susan, I don't think that one needs popping up.

Would you like to see to the guest fires?

First thing you know is the smell of pipe back here.

Then it gets really, really cold.

I've never heard of any ghost charlotte.

It seems everything.

You know how spooky the guests are?

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I might be listening.

I don't want to fight it, aren't you?

Don't understand anything.

10 o'clock, the ghost walks.

I'm not staying indoors.

I'm going out to the gardens with Susan.

Does he always snore like that?

Thomas de Jarvis.

What feels man is here.

His master's only moments behind himself.

The bigger and the faster the money.

So tell musicians they're wrong.

Drop this.

It's cards you manage now.

Shoot lights up.

Respect money now.

Do not do it!

Oh, shit.

I don't think, I don't think.

I don't think.

Yeah!

I've got the breakfast.

And the birds and the aorems, where are they?

You decided against them, your nation.

And Charlotte, do hurry.

I think I'll be here somewhere.

Look, Corey.

Any harm to?

I could just smack her.

I'd run off my feet and suddenly nothing would do but the grand chills.

Come on, Harry.

Thank you, Jarvis.

You're the stealer with us.

Grace.

The ball, ladies and gentlemen, has been cancelled.

We need someone at the gate turning the back.

Someone at the Ford.

George, send a stable boy, will you?

Frederick, get down to the gatehouse, make it you can.

Mr. Jarvis, Mr. Jarvis, will we hang?

You won't miss.

If you don't get a shift on.

Someone tell Chef, Mr. Adams, you'll better do that.

And get all the bloody musicians to pack it in!

Pick all lace or ball tables and cabinets, the portrait straight for the piece.

And mirrors too.

Don't know, leave the torches, wake up Frederick.

Now, I wonder what I've done with the keys to the laundry.

How long was your tightbread room to get to the gate?

Could be there by now, sir.

Shit.

The honourable bloody Rufus Gannum.

I'd better do this one.

My lord.

Whoa!

What about me, Mr. Jarvis?

Indeed it is, Andrew.

I hope there's no question of you paying for someone else's mistakes.

I hope I share.

Well, why should you?

I'd do it.

I'd do it, Mr. Jarvis.

Indeed it is, Andrew.

I hope there's no question of you paying for someone else's mistakes.

I hope I share.

Why should you?

Why should I?

I hope I share.

Oh, why should you?

With the gillows being under Mrs. Ryan.

Better hold on to the new song.

I better you than me, Mr. Adams.

It's a mind you tongue.

Don?

I think so, sir.

I've never done it before, but this is what...

He'll do.

The place looks like the bloody Vatican.

Take those flowers out.

And the candle.

And that will open the window.

Lord Harry will remain here until the funeral,

and it will be our honor to keep watch over him.

That is, the footman and myself, in turn.

Oh, Lord, mindful of thy great mercy.

We bring ourselves before thee.

We pray for his lordship and for all his family.

May they find strength in the knowledge

that Master Harry will walk tall in the sunshine of paradise.

We thank you, Lord, that our Master in his benevolence

has decided that no one is to blame for this terrible tragedy,

and that those concerned may sleep easy in the knowledge

of his forgiveness.

And we thank you, Lord, that you are the God of forgiveness.

And that in your arms we may find restoration to your grace.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Thank you, sir.

Do so.

You'll be kept on until the funeral to see him off on his last journey,

as you're the nearest thing he had to a nurse.

Then you'll let me go.

What do you mean by this?

You're a capable and willing girl, and if I could keep you on, I would.

You will be given an excellent character.

This is mine.

I love tableaus.

There's anything I could do.

Enough grace.

If there's a suitable vacancy, I will think of you first.

Jesus!

What is going on with him?

No!

He's got that fish on out of here!

Jesus!

Jesus!

You can't do that.

That's a terrible waste.

We have a house for our staff to feed.

Please, please, doctors.

Heart of the picture.

Oh, my God.

Mr. Krauss.

All this window thing?

Cuck!

My maids and even Mr. Jarvis's men have been working hard since five apart this morning.

My choices.

Either the pigs out there or the pigs in here.

I choose the foal I could want.

No.

They're tired and hungry.

They never have the chance to taste your food.

Just Mr. Prichard's porridge and his everlasting stews just this once.

Let them experience the finest food in England.

Europe!

Europe!

Take these for a sec.

Throw them before you swine.

I hope we chose them.

I'm going to go.

Bloody hella, the work on topots.

It's far.

Bloody vain.

Well done, my dear.

He wasn't his fault in the first place.

I feel like doing a bloody shake.

I don't care, do they?

If it was anyone else but Harry.

Yeah, if you drop Lady Caroline Wilton, he was taking her out to bed.

I'd have to tie it all without you, Harry.

We'll get the cows out of she's off again.

At least he didn't suffer.

I ain't get me hanged after all.

Oh, Merby, so please.

Never told you why.

She's a dark cow.

I'm...

I'm...

I'm in.

Oh, Charles, that's a bit of jig.

There's a body upstairs.

Oh, well, it's a nice door, love, but it never was too light on his feet.

That's right, you love.

It's going to be so funny, come to the clock.

Oh, also.

Look at you.

All worked up over a few leftovers.

Chuck, you were chicken like Fred Mackin and you bob your head and fawn and smile.

We pulled you off, string love.

A boy's dead.

Well, let's get the onions out and have a good cry.

All you care about is sticking your snouts on the trough.

I'm having a bit of fun.

You think you've made it, don't you?

Mr Jarvis's boys and Mrs Ryan's girls.

Don't give that for you.

Get rid of you all tomorrow, sinners. Look at you.

Grace, tell me.

You just make me sick sometimes. Come on.

Where?

Nice.

Are you angry?

Everything. Everyone.

You're powerful.

I don't want no Latin.

A destiny for Dallas. That's Sherlock.

Is it?

I like them.

I like them.

And now the world has stopped turning.

And now the world has stopped turning.

Love, love.

Will, did you say?

I doubt I'm a duty now for now.

Say you love me.

Yes.

Will.

I love you.

I love you.

The tricks.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, Mary, mother of God, pray for sinners now.

And the hour of our death, amen.

The hour of our death, amen.

The hour of our death, amen.

The hour of our death, amen.

The hour of our death, amen.

There it is.

The smell.

Oh, my God.

The smell.

Pray.

Close doors and pray.

A destiny.

A destiny for the

justice.

Christmas Easter.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

That was mixed, man.

Oh, why not?

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Oh, my God.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Wait there.

I'm Susan and Lizzy.

What will they do?

Time I were off anyway.

We'll make it so much safer next time.

No next time.

I've been sacked.

Nice.

The end of a strange and sad day, my friends.

Day in which we have all been tried and tested.

And none of us have been found wanting.

I've been told that you've been found.

To those who serve with dignity and elegance,

may their conduct be always exemplary.

To those who serve.

To those who serve.

Yes.

I've been told that you've been found.

I've been told that you've been found.

I've been told that you've been found.

I've been told that you've been found.

I've been told that you've been found.

I've been told that you've been found.

You know, we've been told that you've been found.

It makes me you lucky bastard.

What's her name you did?

She did. You lucky day, you know what I'd keep her to go.

That's luck's been with Frank the last two years.

You'd be a rester.

She could have any disease under the sun.

You should have said that's like I'm all.

No, just pull her off, will you?

So hang around me and point at me.

I was drunk.

It was dark.

And if I had a choice between you or her,

yes, which one I'd go for.

George, the arrow's on his maiden.

You'll breakfast in the orange lake.

That's the car, man. The orange lake. No, boy.

Miss Lewis, are you busy?

Just getting ready to carry on dress, Mrs. Gluys.

I know it's not really your job as well,

but if you wouldn't mind.

Sometimes going the extra mile can bring it's own awards.

Why don't you don't get the dress dirty?

Is there anything I can do, chef?

I don't know, isn't it?

Mrs. Rice, I'd like to make myself useful.

Follow me, mama, sir.

Here?

You're close, my lord.

Where the hell is Jarvis?

The orange ray has been raided.

Ruin?

Raped?

Raped?

And someone from this house must have done it.

I'm waiting.

I'm still waiting.

Very well. So be it.

The rupees will be deducted from every wage to pay for new plants.

And when we discover who it was, it will be a long, lonely walk to the gatehouse.

They're about to work.

Miss Mai!

If you can't manage to wear a clean apron with your charge line dead upstairs,

it does not bode well for your future in the big, cold world.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jarvis.

Mrs. Rite.

And you wanted to give this girl a position upstairs, Mrs. Rite?

I'll go pick on this man in the room.

In the room.

Oh, she's so atheists.

Dad- Ahh!

Look at Mr. Adams and Mr. Forrest here, now.

You were on duty all night.

You didn't see anyone?

The flower fairy with a bloody wheelbarrow full of the things?

Sorry, Mr. Jarvis.

You were pissed, Mr. Forrest.

No, sir.

Get out of this room.

Thank you, Mr. Adams.

Sir.

Lead on, gentlemen.

Let's get him into the house.

I'll lead on.

The footprints, bastard.

I could do my fidelity hands or whatever you do.

Soppy flowers.

I reckon it was the watchman.

A little easy, get.

Since when did he ever do anything you didn't have to do?

Well, it has to be a man.

You wouldn't get a girl going out in the dark to the orangery, would you?

I mean, spooky.

What?

You bitch.

I'm never.

I'm vicious little slut.

I don't know how they got there.

You knew I was on the door.

You knew I'd get my ass kicked.

Just because he don't want you no more.

I've heard of a woman's score, but that is bloody.

It wasn't me.

It wasn't it.

Of course it was you.

Why else would you have these in your pocket?

I never miss his ride.

I wouldn't.

You brazenly hard-faced little liar, but I didn't.

I really didn't.

Why would I?

If you don't confess, I shall get myself another maid.

So the truth this time, please.

Did you want to lead destroy the world's flowers?

I didn't.

I really did it.

Why would I?

If you don't confess, I shall get myself another maid.

I'll lead the world's flowers.

The truth, Miss, or you're out.

Yes, Mrs. Ryan.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Ryan.

You realize what I should do, don't you?

I should make you confess to Mr. Jarvis.

But if I do, he'll dismiss you.

You don't realize that, don't you?

Stupid girl.

Get out of my sight.

Gentlemen, are the carriages ready?

Spice a girl in disgrace?

Oh, something and nothing.

You two came, Mrs. Ryan.

They take advantage.

Is the spider getting your stinking bones back here?

Put your hand..

You did!

Don'tich, you're inside here.

You need some blood!

You have some blood to do.

The bed here?

We got that.

Then we're going to look up next time.

Give me one.

OK.

Give me one.

I'm gotta go by, re-call.

Look with the house, quickening it down.

BENJAMINci!

I've been dismissed.

Mrs. Ryan.

Wait.

Miss, take my bed to the store in my keys to the doorkeeper.

You what?

What? Wasn't that right?

I can't get you, go near Grace. What are you thinking of?

We've lost the space, Sir Grover. We could hardly afford to lose you.

We didn't court for anyone else.

But New Queen's upstairs right away.

Quickly, the court actually lives in five minutes.

Uhh,

Isabel Courteau de son

I'm going to do this couple more, trouble, trouble.

What was that?

Come on, please! The violation coming down!

Today of old days is going to kill me if I can't find the door.

I've never left it, eh?

Can you see Master now?

She's waiting to say goodbye.

I've seen a red house like a ratty.

Thanks.

Remind me. Never get on the wrong side of you.

How'd you mean?

That little cow would never pick flowers for a dead kid.

You might.

Still, at least this way you'll stay for a bit.

How'd you know?

Well, you'll get her a job, won't you?

Just dead.

There you are. It's not off on our wrong grace.

But I'm right again.

You think I'm right, bitch, don't you?

Estu would have done the same to you.

Yeah, but I'm not like Estu.

I never said you were.

If you want another one, you're going to have to pull him in.

Come along now. Hey, scrubbers.

You aren't about.

If you want another kiss, you have to pull them closely.

Who says I do?

Do you? Grace.

Maybe you'll have to get used to a few more scratches.

Maybe I will.

The hell is going on in here?

I'll see.

You.

Deise.

I'm unhappy with almost everything you do, Mr. Adams.

George Cosmo is a charmer, and a trickster.

No, I must have enough of it.

They're not drawing their wages, so who is?

We'll finish this when I get back.