Glorious 39 (2009) - full transcript

1939 is set between present-day London and the idyllic British countryside in the time before the beginning of the Second World War. At a time of uncertainty and high tension, the story revolves around the formidable Keyes family, who are keen to uphold and preserve their very traditional way of life. The eldest sibling Anne is a budding young actress who is in love with Foreign Office official Lawrence, but her seemingly perfect life begins to dramatically unravel when she stumbles across secret recordings of the pro-appeasement movement. While trying to discover the origin of these recordings, dark secrets are revealed which lead to the death of a great friend. As war breaks out Anne discovers the truth and flees to London to try to confirm her suspicions, but she is caught and imprisoned and only then does she finally begin to discover how badly she has been betrayed.

Come on, Glorious!

- How does Wilfred fit into it?
- He always wins.

He will never beat Wilfred!
Wilfred the Great!

Princess Celia! Fat Men dancing!
Thin Men dancing!

That is what we call them
because that is what they do!

En garde! VoilĂ !

Victory for me!

Victory, victory, victory!
Come on, Glorious.

GLORIOUS 39

- Yes?
- Hi. It's Michael. Michael Walton.

- Is Mr. Page there?
- Which one do you want?



Both, if possible.

Come up, Michael.

Come in.

I am Walter, this is Oliver.

And you are our cousin Michael.

Yes...that's me.

I believe we met once
when you were 6 months old.

I am sure he remembers it vividly!

Have some cake.

Delicious cake.

Is that the 2 of you?

It is indeed. As I am sure
you've guessed, I am the baby.

You do have a lot of radios.

They're from our childhood.
Would you like to hear one?



It'll take a moment to warm up.

What do you want to ask
both of us, Michael?

Right, yes...
I've just got one question, really.

I'm interested in history.
Family history.

And you're the only ones left
from that time.

Yes.

- My grandmother.
- Yes, Celia. Of course.

I just wondered...

What happened to her sister, Anne?

She was an actress.

She was indeed.
She made some films.

She played the best friend
or the school teacher.

That's her, up there.

Anne was the oldest.

She was adopted, of course.

As frequently happens,
they were desperate for children.

But they didn't think
they could have any,

and so they adopted one.

And then, lo and behold,
along came the babies anyway.

They were all very close.

You didn't think it would work.

Let's see if we can find
something more appropriate.

What happened to her?

Tell me.

It's not always a good place
to go, Michael - the past.

This is a little bit better.

Let's see if we can get
a clearer signal.

It had been a fantastic summer,
that summer of '39.

The most glorious summer
most people could remember

for a very long time.

The year before, it had seemed
war with Germany had been averted,

the policy of appeasing Hitler,
of reasoning with him,

really had worked.

And even now it seemed
it might still work.

Your grandmother,
and Anne and Ralph,

had grown up
in a most beautiful house

with an even more beautiful garden.

It was a very exciting time.

Ralph was doing well
at the Foreign Office,

Anne had a part she was
pleased about in a new movie.

It was your
great-grandfather's birthday,

and they had prepared
the most wonderful table for him,

or rather Anne had,

because she was in charge
of most things.

The Fat Men on the march. It's one
of your very best tables, Anne.

I like your friend.

The other one's a little dotty.

Maybe a little,

but he can be great fun.

Anne, he is beautiful.

Why all the knights?
What are they up to?

It's...it's something
we started as children.

Perhaps I'll get to take
one of these home.

They're absolutely everywhere!

Do you want to see?

It's all her fault!

Anne started it,
and then we all did them.

We call them
"Fat Men dancing".

This reminds me of someone
I used to work with.

And now there's no escaping them!

That's George.

His sister, Sonia,
disappeared a few days ago,

so he's a little upset.

Were you allowed to put them
everywhere you wanted?

Almost everywhere!
We were not allowed in those.

This is the shell line.

We were not allowed to cross it.

Those buildings were stuffed with
Papa's papers he used for his books.

- I bet you did cross it, though.
- No, never needed to.

We never have.
Even now, none of us.

There were so many
other places to play.

Do you want to see
where it all started?

We have time to go, don't we, Anne?
Please? Say yes.

Yes. If we're quick.

Mr. Speaker!

Marvellous place to come
to rehearse one's speeches!

Point of order, Mr. Speaker!

The Honourable Member
must retract that immediately!

Both the 1st part
and the 3rd part.

So this is where it all comes from,
the stories we made up

about chubby men
doing heroic things!

They were all deeply flawed,
our knights,

overweight and lazy.

- We liked them like that.
- But they could be very brave

when we wanted them to be.

They slaughtered anyone
who dared attack them!

Your father made terrific speeches
in the House of Commons.

It's a pity he speaks
so less often now.

Well, his health
has always been delicate.

That's why he takes
more of a back seat now.

I've heard a lot about your papa.

Heard he's the most charming man
in England.

Which makes me rather nervous.

What if he doesn't like me?

Hello.

Happy birthday.

My, my, my!

What a glorious homecoming!

Anne, you've surpassed yourself,
absolutely surpassed yourself!

You all have.

Henry, you've met, of course.
This is Joseph Balcombe,

a colleague of Henry's.
Joseph, these are my children.

It is a delight to find
it is your father's birthday.

- Happy birthday, Papa.
- Thank you.

- Your mother is still getting ready?
- Naturally.

- She did all the flowers, of course.
- Hector! Good to see you!

- Happy birthday.
-Thank you.

- And you must be Lawrence.
- I am.

It's a pleasure to meet you, sir.
And happy birthday.

Thank you. You certainly live up
to Anne's description of you.

Papa!

There is no easy reply to that.

Did he say he is one of the cleverest
people in the Foreign Office

and I had better watch out?
Because that is the truth.

Why are you here
in these parts, Mr. Balcombe?

A little fishing. I was determined
to get in some fishing somehow.

- How very sensible.
- And coming here

to such an ancient place, it's...

Well, it's quite possible to think
that all is right with the world.

But it isn't, is it?

We're not sleepwalking
towards disaster.

We're going up to it,
welcoming it with open arms.

I've certainly been known
to do that in my time.

Precisely in what way
are we doing that?

I will tell you precisely.
We're not content with letting Hitler

march into Czechoslovakia
and Austria.

Now we're saying, "That's all right,
old chap. Take some more countries."

- Are we saying that?
- Yes, we are.

Hitler wants to take over Europe,
and we are letting him do it

so long as he doesn't bother us.
That can't be allowed.

Forgive a statement that's obvious,

or what I think is obvious,

but evil has to be stood up to.

But one has to be
in a position to do that.

- One has to have the means.
- We've got the bloody means!

Even if we have let Germany re-arm,

we mustn't exaggerate
how strong she is!

Under this current government of
Mr. Chamberlain, my own leader,

we are behaving as if
we have to avoid war

at absolutely all costs.

So every day we do something
that makes the situation worse.

Do you really think that is true?

What did you have in mind?

To give you one example,
I've heard rumours.

I've heard the most
extraordinary rumours

that we are trying
to interest the Nazis

in accepting a gigantic secret loan,

which we will negotiate for them
on the international markets,

so they might turn their armament
industry back to peaceful means.

We are actually planning
to give them money!

That does sound truly bizarre,
Hector.

Alexander fought in the war,
got wounded,

so I don't criticise him,

but not enough other people
are speaking out.

It's up to young M Ps like me
to get rid of our present leadership,

which is leading us
towards our doom.

That is...quite a claim, Mr. Haldane.

Yes, and I'm aware
it isn't a popular thing to say

the present leadership will stand
no opposition or criticism.

The present leadership
view Mr. Churchill as dangerous

because he would stand up to Hitler.

He doesn't care
about giving offence to the Nazis.

So I feel I have to do
everything in my power

to make sure Mr. Churchill
is not ignored.

Come on Thursday.

The house will be empty
in the afternoon.

- Can you come?
- Yes.

I'll still be at Cranmore, I can come.

Excuse me.

A very pleasant evening.
Thank you.

Who is that man?

A strange, strange man.

Thank you
for such a wonderful birthday.

- It wasn't spoilt by Hector?
- No.

I'm used to his fiery outbursts.

And there is the possibility
he could be right.

Will you read to me, darling?
I love it when you read to me.

What would you like me to read?

It doesn't matter.
Some Keats, anything.

"My heart aches,

"and a drowsy numbness
pains my sense,

"as though of hemlock I had drunk,

"or emptied some dull opiate..."

Sonia.
How did you get in there?

You've made me
break the rules, Sonia.

What've you been doing
in here anyway?

Reading Papa's manuscript
about Napoleon?

What are these doing here?

Been having a good listen,
have you?

Hello?

Mama?

- I found Sonia.
- That's splendid.

So much needs doing.

- You didn't see anyone pass by here?
- No, dear.

It must have been
one of the servants.

Look who I've found.

She got into one of the sheds.

She didn't realise
it was forbidden territory.

I thought you knew that.

Grumpy old girl. So good you're back.

Look what I found there too.
Foxtrots.

One of your favourites, Papa!

She's been dancing
in there too.

How odd. I don't think
I put gramophone records in there.

- I wonder how that happened.
- Let's see if it still plays.

Did you receive the letter?

Yes, I believe I did receive that.

I thought we dealt with that subject
you raised with me before

and were allowing
time for reflection.

There are various factors which have
to be taken into consideration...

That's no foxtrot.
I'd like to see Papa dancing to that!

That's very strange.

I think this must be Joseph's doing.

Mr. Balcombe asked if he could store
some government overflow with us.

They're drowning in paper,
apparently.

The government needs
to store things here?

It seemed a harmless thing to do.

The reason he gave is interesting,
and quite funny, and rather rude.

He said there were so few places

where one can trust
the servants won't go any more,

but knowing our servants,
that wasn't a worry here.

He said that?

They hardly manage to clean the
house, let alone the outbuildings!

People didn't count on
Sonia and Anne.

Why are they storing records
that are labelled as foxtrots?

Which clearly are not.

That's probably their idea
of maximum security.

"Let's call everything after a dance.

"That'll fool everybody, nobody
will see through that!"

Since Munich they've been recording
many government calls

because people's note-taking
has been so inadequate.

But I had no idea we had some here.
It's rather exciting.

Are you sure there's nobody here?

There shouldn't be.

Not even the servants.

They've all gone to the fĂȘte.

Do we have to have George watching?

That's Sonia.

Do we have to have her watching?

She likes to watch people make love.

How many people has she watched?

I've asked, but she's not telling.

It's the way we always come,
Aunt Elizabeth.

Well, there appear to be
no servants.

There's no one to take my coat.

- Shall I take it?
- That's all right, my dear.

Aunt Elizabeth! What a surprise!
I thought you were arriving tomorrow.

There's been
a slight change of plan.

Which I hope is not inconvenient.

It has been quite
an extraordinarily busy fortnight.

First, the ball at Blenheim Palace,
which I must admit was spectacular!

People said
it put Versailles to shame.

Then there was the one
at Holland House,

which was an awful crush, and
full of politicians and film stars.

- No offence, my dear.
- It sounds exhausting.

Actually, it was rather invigorating.

You're looking very well, my dear.

Positively glowing.

It must be the country air.

I'll see you in London.

Promise?

Of course.

Even though so much is happening,

nothing is going
to stop me seeing you.

You don't mind me
doing the crossword here, do you?

Of course not, Gilbert.

We won't work today.

It's always the bit players
who get delayed.

Come on, Gilbert, no moaning today.

I'm looking forward
to our scene next week.

You're coming up for the weekend,
for the picnic, so we can rehearse?

I'm honoured to be invited,
and of course I'm coming.

But I don't really feel
the need to rehearse.

It's the same old part for me,
the jolly old gentleman.

Phone call, Miss Keyes.

Hello?

- It's Lawrence.
- Hello.

- Have you heard the news?
- No. What?

Hector is dead.

What?

What happened? That's terrible.

I think he killed himself.

My God.

- It's in the newspaper.
- I haven't seen the newspaper.

He must have killed himself or...

Or what?

No, I... I can't talk on the telephone.

I'm going to Scotland to see
his parents. I'll find out more.

- As soon as I'm back...
- How long are you going for?

Not long.

- When I'm back, I have to see you.
- I have to see you too.

There you are. I thought you'd been
called and gone without me.

What's the matter?

Somebody I know has died.

Yes. Hector Haldane.

Always thought
he had a marvellous name.

He was one of the young
Members of Parliament

speaking out against
appeasing Herr Hitler.

I read one of his speeches once.
Passionate stuff.

He's been calling for a change
at the top for a new prime minister.

How sad.

He was a man of potential.

I saw him only 2 weeks ago.

There you are, my dear!
We thought you weren't coming.

I'm sorry I'm late.
It's a long journey from the studio.

You'll have a thrilling evening,
meeting our new vicar.

- Have you heard the news?
- We have.

Poor Hector. It's terrible news.

He was so full of life.

So, Alexander.

I'm glad to see
some things don't change.

The family still matters here, clearly.

You should've put a coat on, Celia.
No wonder you're cold.

Of course you're shocked, my dear.

- Do you know what happened?
- No.

Lawrence didn't tell me very much.

He said he thought Hector
had killed himself.

It's possible. He was excitable.

But there was something
very touching about him.

And very brave.

I'm so honoured
you were able to come this evening.

We're delighted to get
our own private performance.

And we are all here.

You've already met Kathleen,
my sister. Her boy is in the choir.

Yes.

I hope you approve. I'm conducting
the choir myself tonight.

It's an anthem that reaches back
almost as far as your family!

Let us hope
he is an improvement on the last one.

Are we allowed to wave at Walter?

You're still looking so pale, my dear.

Yes.

I was just thinking about
Mr. Balcombe. What does he do, Papa?

He works at the Home Office
doing various things.

He's in the secret service.
It's obvious.

Is he?

Would he have taken
an interest in Hector?

Very possibly, but I don't think
he can have bumped him off.

Bumped him off?
Anne, your love of the dramatic!

No, I didn't mean that, of course.

Mind you, he is rather spooky.

He seems a little odd, I admit,
but he shares my love of fishing.

It's just... Hector seemed
worried about him.

You can't just get rid
of Members of Parliament like that.

Both the 1st part...

and the 3rd part.

Forgive a statement that's obvious,

but evil has to be stood up to.

I'll ask Mr. Balcombe
to move all the stuff

he's got stored in our sheds.

It's not right
we have things around the house

and we don't know what they are.

He can do it very soon.
He's coming to the picnic.

We'll feed him up and then get him
to take everything away.

What a splendid estate
you have here!

It's no wonder you're so proud of it,
Sir Alexander.

I remember hearing you speak
at a meeting

- about the wonders of nature.
- It's marvellous someone remembers.

It was inspiring.

I know I've seen you
in the theatre many times.

1 or 2 performances
really stood out.

- Your porter, in Macbeth...
- Yes.

Drunken porter, as I remember.

Especially towards
the end of the week.

Come on, everybody.
We've got to walk off all this food.

- Let's go to the mossy island.
- Why do we have to?

I can't move!

We can't take the baby
to the mossy island.

It's all right. I'll stay here
and look after it.

Don't worry, Aunt Elizabeth,
I'll stay. Learn my lines.

We'll both sit
and look after him together.

I think I might stretch my legs
after all, if you don't mind.

I'll lose all use of them

if I don't get out
of this ridiculous chair at once.

Are you sure there's nobody here?

There shouldn't be.

Oliver?

They must have come back for him.

Oliver?

Oliver!

Hello!

Papa!

Have you got Oliver with you?!

Papa?

Walter! Didn't you hear me?

Have they got Oliver with them?

- No. YOU'VE got Oliver.
- No, he's gone.

Somebody must've come back
for him when I wasn't looking.

He's not on the mossy island.
I've just been there.

Hello? Who's that?

Walter, go back and get them all,
right now. Go on.

Go and get them all right now.
Quick!

Oliver!

Oliver!

Who's got Oliver?!

Walter! What are you doing here?
I told you to go and find them all!

I've done that. They're all
coming back. I came to help.

- Are you playing a game, Walter?
- No, I'm not playing a game.

Did you move Oliver?
Were you told to play a game?

I told you, I am not playing a game.

Tell me where Oliver is.
Tell me where he is!

Anne!

There she is.

- Have you got Oliver?
- We haven't.

He's gone!

I was just there, and
I turned round and he was gone,

- and the pushchair vanished!
- Calm down.

- He can't have gone far.
- They took the pushchair!

- My God!
- I found his shoe.

If we all fan out,
we can cover a lot of ground.

I'm so sorry!

- Oliver!
- Oliver!

I think we should take this path.

But I've looked here. Of course I have.

We're following the path!

- I've been down this path.
- Everything's all right.

Everything's going to be all right.

He's not anywhere here.
I've looked here, of course I have!

Oliver!

My God! Thank God!

We've found him, everybody!

Here he is, safe and sound.
The panic's over.

I'm sorry!

How on earth did he get there?

I don't know. I really don't know. I...

I must have fallen asleep
for a few seconds and... he was gone.

- Somebody moved him.
- Somebody moved him?

Maybe you were concentrating
so much on your lines, darling,

- you walked with him, not realising.
- I didn't walk with him!

- I didn't move him!
- Are you sure about that?

- You said you fell asleep.
- I didn't walk with him.

I didn't move him,
I'm absolutely certain.

I did not move him!

He did have a hell of a lot
packed away in our sheds.

I hear they've got
the Duke of Wellington

to take several tons
of confidential material

and put it in his basement!

They're so worried
about Communist infiltration,

they'd rather put it
in a duke's wine cellar.

What excuse did you give, Papa,
to make him take it all away?

I said in winter the sheds all leak.

I didn't move the baby.
You ought to believe me.

- I do.
- Then who moved him?

- It was Walter.
- Walter?

- Why would he do that?
- Maybe it WAS the boy. Who knows?

Perhaps he'd had wine
when we weren't looking.

Or somebody
asked him to move him.

Why would they do that, darling?

To make me seem unreliable,
a bit dotty.

He knows I'm friends
with Lawrence and with Hector.

I think we should let Mr. Balcombe
disappear with all his boxes

and just not invite him again - ever.

We want to be sure we get rid of him,

which I'm sure we can do.

We've lost a terrific chance
to do a lot of snooping.

- So, I think that is everything.
- Including all the foxtrots?

I believe so, yes.

And there's nothing left behind
in here, is there?

- In the house?
- I don't think so, Joseph.

No.

No. I don't know of anything.

Come in.

I just wanted to see how you are.

I'm absolutely fine.
There's nothing wrong with me.

Of course not.

Anyway, the spooky man
has gone at last.

Papa says we're returning
to London in the morning.

- Really?
- Yes.

Because Parliament
may be about to be recalled.

It's a bit of a crisis, apparently.

But I think it's terrific we're going.

Nowadays I can't stand it
down here after a couple of weeks.

No disrespect to Sonia.

You'll forgive me, won't you?

I really miss Horatio.

Sir Alexander!
I wasn't expecting you!

The house is not aired!

We had no idea you were
coming back to London today.

And Mrs. Hardiman is not back
till the end of the week.

No need to alarm yourself, Betty.

We live in unpredictable times.

We can manage without Mrs. Hardiman.

And there is this awful racket
from next door, sir.

They're getting ready for a party.

- There's been banging all day long.
- I'm sure it will all be fine.

As long as they don't
throw anything into our garden.

And remember to invite us.

It doesn't seem to be
our home at all, does it?

The house all wrapped up like this.

- No.
- The FO will be abuzz.

Glorious... I know
it's a very sensitive subject,

but with my new job,
I have access to all sorts of things,

and I know who to ask
to find out even more.

So...only if you wish it, of course,

but I could find out
who your real parents were.

- You could?
- So what do you think?

I don't know if I want to know.

For some reason,
it's never really worried me

who my real parents are.

I don't think about it much any more.

It's a big decision.

Betty. There used to be another
gramophone, an old wind-up one.

Whatever happened to that?

That old thing?
I put it away in the lumber room.

We're clear which sectors
we're concentrating on

and which remain
still to be enquired into?

I think we're all agreed
which areas are the highest...

reports that we've had back
so far are to be studied

at the next meeting.

The individual reports
we'll be looking into

are number 10, 15 and 22.
37 is still being...

nothing more to say!
You keep ringing me!

And you've got to stop!
You've got to stop this!

We're just reminding you,
Mr. Haldane, of the information...

That information is private!
It's PRIVATE!

People do all sorts of things
in their lives!

And if I have, I have!

I just want you to stop calling me
and my parents...

We wanted you to realise
we meant what we said,

and it is best for you to listen to us.

I cannot believe
this is happening to me!

I want you to stop calling
my parents! Do you hear me?

DO YOU HEAR ME?

You have to agree to that! My father is ill!

He cannot stand it! You have no right...

I'm so sorry, miss. I had no idea
you were in here.

I didn't realise you might want
to listen to something in here!

Don't worry, Betty. It's my fault.

I had to listen to something
for the film I'm playing a part in.

- Going out, Papa?
- Hello, darling.

Yes. To the club,

where the atmosphere
will be feverish.

I need to talk to you,
when you have a moment.

Not now, darling.
There have been developments.

The world goes on moving
faster and faster

and I am not at all sure
we can stop that.

- More gramophone records, I see.
- Yes.

I thought you gave everything back
to Mr. Balcombe.

What is that?

- This is a real foxtrot, for once.
- Is it?

Good.

We don't want to give Mr. Balcombe
an excuse to return.

No, that would not be good.

We'll talk...when this crisis is over.

I love them having a party next door
as the balloon's going up.

Is the balloon going up? Now?

I should have listened to the wireless.

It may or may not be going up.

Should we be held
to our promise to Poland?

Do we really want to go to war for them?

Can this be happening all over again?

That's what's going on.

They're all travelling back from
their country estates as we speak.

It's as bad as that.
There's nothing you can do, Glorious.

You go on making your movie.
Cheer people up.

I can't just do that,
I have to do something more.

No, this is good advice.

It's an absolutely splendid thing
to cheer people up.

They're not going to do our scene
today. They've told us to go.

Not today? I don't believe it!

We will never be needed.

The weather's not right, apparently.

I've managed to get my father's
chauffeur to pick us up.

Will you come home with me, Gilbert?

Who could resist such an invitation?

I want to play you something, in private.

It's this gramophone record.

You're much better informed
about everything.

Flattery as well! Today is looking up.

We just have to pick up
my brother and sister at a ball.

It's not too far.

This is the way to travel
for a poor boy like me.

Always dreamt
I'd have a car like this as an actor.

Hasn't happened yet.
Never got above the title.

Not even once.

Time for some riotous living,

for no one has any idea
what's going to happen tomorrow.

So, what's the tune
you want to play me?

It's not a tune, it's a conversation.

It's a recording of a meeting.

I found it among things Mr. Balcombe
was storing with us in Norfolk.

There was another record as well,
of Hector screaming, really upset.

The man who killed himself?
Where is it?

It's broken. It got smashed.

Since the baby and the pushchair,
you don't trust what I say.

When did I say that?

I know it's my fault I haven't read
more about the political situation,

being too bound up with my work.

It's conceivable the secret service
are listening in and recording

the conversations
of those opposed to the government.

- That is possible?
- Extremely possible.

Yes, and that spying
and these recordings

could be used to put pressure
on people, couldn't they?

To blackmail them into silence,
if necessary.

- That too is possible, if risky.
- Yes,

because they wouldn't wish that
to become public.

No! Imagine what the supporters
of Winston Churchill

would do with information like that.

It would bring down
the present leadership,

Churchill would become Prime Minister,

that would lead to a bolder approach
to Germany!

Blackmail. Well, I never.

Although it's...possible, of course,
that elements in the secret service

are taking things further
than the Prime Minister intended.

Is that what's on that recording?

No, no.
It's merely a boring meeting.

But I thought perhaps you would know
who the people were.

Why would they record a boring meeting?

Perhaps because somebody
couldn't be there

and they didn't want notes taken?

That's just
a slightly drunken actor's guess.

But now, if war comes,
none of this matters.

On the contrary, my dear,
it will matter all the more.

Some of these people don't want a war.

They don't want Winston Churchill
as Prime Minister.

They want this country to be left alone.

They don't care
what's happening in Europe

as long as this lovely place
is not disturbed.

They'll want to make peace
as soon as they can,

maybe at any price,

and give Hitler
all sorts of things in return.

But we shouldn't worry.

We will be looking down at everybody
from a cinema screen

dressed in ludicrous Victorian dress.

That is, if we ever get our call.

Hello! Hello, down there!

There you are!

You're so early. You're much too early.

It is nearly 3 o'clock
in the afternoon, Celia.

You missed something gorgeous.

There were exotic birds
and fountains of gold water.

And Aunt Elizabeth is still here.

Like me, she hasn't slept all night.

So you've been up all night,
Aunt Elizabeth?

Yes. Still to go to bed!

I stayed up with the young people.

Haven't done that for years.
What amazing times we live in!

I was meant to go hours ago,
but I never did.

Mr. Williams!

Just the person I want to see.

- I am?
- You must come over here, come on,

and hear what I've got to tell you.

I've been tidying up my house,
or rather the servants have,

in case we have to run like mice,

and you'll never guess
what they have unearthed.

My whole collection
of theatre programmes,

- many of them featuring you.
- No!

You in Richard II and
in The Last Days of Pompeii...

Marvellous! I'd love to see them.

You'll have to come with me now,

because if this irritating war
breaks out,

the whole thing will get scattered.

You don't mind coming to my little
house by St Paul's after tea?

- Not at all. That'd be thrilling.
- Gilbert.

My career in theatre programmes.
I never kept anything.

- I was superstitious.
- Gilbert.

- Milk?
- Thank you.

We had an appointment.

Yes... Give me what you want me
to listen to, dear,

the record, and I'll listen to it
when I get home, I promise.

I'd love to have seen
The Last Days of Pompeii.

What? I didn't say anything.

Where is he?

Where the hell is Mr. Williams?

I'm late.

I'm late.

Well, come on! Come on, Gilbert!

- Where've you been?
- Anne...

We have to go straightaway.
No rehearsal.

It's clouding over, we're losing
the light. We need to film now.

Mark it, please House of Cheyney,
scene 105, take 1.

Action!

Uncle, I know you said not to take
the job at the big house.

But the master has been so kind
to me, and it is a fine opportunity.

There will be other opportunities.

I know you have your eye on him.

But he is engaged to another

and, however much you hope,
that situation will not change.

You should listen to me, Jenny.

Cut! Everyone,
I have an announcement to make.

Apparently...

I'm not quite sure how to put it.

We're now at war.

We're at war with Germany.

So it's happened.

This news is very shocking,
but we still have a job to do.

I've asked for a wireless to be sent up,

and when it arrives,
we can gather round it,

take an early tea break.

But for now, we'll pick up
from where we were.

Roll up. Action!

- Do you understand, Anne?
- Yes, I think so.

Which bit do you think
I don't understand?

That we're at war,
or what "action" means?

Come on, for God's sake! Action!

Thank you.

You're not waiting for me,
are you?

I'm sorry. It was a very long day.

- We've been watching the door.
- Mama's gone to bed early.

But we thought
we should all be together.

We thought today of all days
you might read to us.

"Thy love is better
than high birth to me,

"Richer than wealth,
prouder than garments' cost,

"Of more delight
than hawks or horses be;

"And having thee,
of all men's pride I boast..."

Goodness, Mick!

What did you do last night?

Sorry, miss, this is no place for you.

Come along.

You step outside.

I was just taking him his tea.

I was only a couple of minutes late.

He wasn't in his dressing room.
That's when I found him.

They say it looks like he shot himself...

They said I shouldn't ask but...
that's how it looks.

- Did you see a note?
- I didn't see much.

- So you didn't see a note?
- I couldn't really look at anything.

I was only a tiny bit late
and...there he was.

And I can't get through
to them on location.

I've called and called.
His scene is very soon.

It would be terrible
if they were expecting him.

- Yes?
- Can I speak to Lawrence Newbolt?

Putting you through.

I'm... sorry, I made a mistake.
I was misinformed.

Mr. Newbolt is not here.
He's gone to Paris.

To Paris?
But he was in Scotland.

He WAS in Scotland, and now
he's in Paris. He went this morning.

This morning?

- When will he be back?
- That is classified, of course.

I've just seen the dreadful news
in the paper about Mr. Williams.

I am so sorry.

- You must be so upset.
- Yes.

It was horrible.
I really was very fond of him.

Does anybody know what happened?

They say he shot himself.
That's what it looks like.

But there wasn't a note.

I waited for hours to see

if they would find a note from him,
a message.

- And they didn't.
- He may not have written one.

It's an extraordinarily
emotional time right now,

for me too.

It seems it was so recent,
the last war,

and having been
there myself, darling,

having fought in that delightful show,

I can tell you
I dream about it nearly every night.

I know a lot of people are very confused.

And I don't want to seem
hysterical or overdramatic...

You're an actress.
Some of that is required.

- Yes, that's true.
- You're so bright and original,

full of your stories and drawings,
always, never lost that.

Your comic knights and their adventures.

Yes, and so I don't want it to seem
as though I'm imagining things.

I understand.

And Gilbert may have killed himself.
But what if he didn't?

What if something else is going on?
I mean, first Hector and then him.

Why would they
concern themselves with Gilbert?

It doesn't seem likely, darling,
that they're linked.

I love you.

No one knows what each day
will bring at the moment,

and that's very disconcerting.

It applies to me as well.

One thing is certain:

we won't let Mr. Balcombe
anywhere near us,

whatever he's up to.

I will keep you safe.

Some things
I'm still good at, darling.

I just heard the news. It's awful.

It is amazing how much
has changed in a day.

It's incredible,
coming through the park just now

I thought I saw
this huge silver beast.

A silver beast?

It was, in fact, a barrage balloon
being inflated,

but it was moving by itself
along the ground.

And they say 2 million people
are being evacuated today.

And lots and lots of people
are having their pets put down.

Their pets?

Really? How awful!

Because they're leaving and
there's nobody to look after them,

or because they feel
it's being responsible.

- I may be going to America.
- To America?

- When are you going?
- Maybe very soon.

Things keeps changing, but at the
moment the government suggests

I should go there and try
and raise funds for the war effort.

Don't worry.
Remember what I said.

So can you go down to Norfolk
to look after Aunt Elizabeth?

She's staying down there.
You know she hates to be alone.

Your mother will join you
when she can. Won't you, darling?

I just need to leave this garden
in the best state I can.

It would be good if you could
go to Norfolk, darling.

Yes. They just want me at the studio
for one more day, to do some sound.

Miss Keyes!

These were in your dressing room.

I don't know if you meant
to leave them behind.

I think the cigarette case is Mr. Williams'...

but I didn't know who else to give it to.

I didn't see this
in my dressing room.

It was in a cupboard right at the back.

It will be a shock seeing him again, Anne.

You'll find it distressing

seeing Mr. Williams
springing back to life, so to speak.

Yes, of course it's strange...
so soon after.

Yes, that's why I thought
we'd get it out of the way,

get it done while we still can.
Who knows where we'll be next week?

You just need to do your first line
again. There was some noise on it.

Uncle, I know you said I shouldn't
take the job at the big house...

You look radiant up there,
Anne, don't you think?

..and it is a fine opportunity.

There will be other opportunities.
I know you have...

Gilbert is a bit detached, isn't he?
You can see it.

He wasn't quite there.

Obviously already decided
what he was going to do.

Uncle, I know you think

I shouldn't have taken the job...

Is that...?
That was a bit off, I'm afraid.

Maybe you should watch
the whole scene, get in the mood.

Perhaps we should have done that first.

I know you have your eye on him.

But he is engaged to another,
and however much you hope,

that situation will not change.

You should listen to it again, Anne.

What... What the hell is he doing?

He's saying the wrong line.
It's utterly wrong!

Rewind. Rewind that.
I need to watch that back.

You should listen to it again, Anne.

Did you hear that? "You should
listen to it again, Anne."

Rewind again, please.

The real line is,
"You should listen to me, Jenny."

He called you Anne instead of Jenny
and totally rewrote the line.

You should listen to it again, Anne.

Anne.

Listen.

- You're here, Miss Anne.
- I'm late, Lucy, I know.

There you are. I've been waiting
to have my tea until you arrived.

There's some miserable-looking
walnut cake,

but the sandwiches look promising.

It's been a long journey.
I'm just going to change.

So we're exploring the objectives

that we set out and agreed upon
at the last meeting

and how we might
achieve them in practice.

And the 3rd objective
remains, I think you'll agree,

as important as ever
and shouldn't be forgotten...

And I think it will simplify matters
if we combine the next 2

under the same heading
and treat them together...

Gilbert.

We should make sure the scheme

for applying the greatest pressure
on these individuals

- is coordinated in one place.
- Balcombe.

The operation that was mounted
on the first 2 individuals

has been successful and
they will be troubling us no more.

And the 3rd one, on Hector Haldane,

is, I think, about to be achieved.

But we do now need to give
this operation a name

to ease communication amongst us.

I can give you a name.
You want a name?

I've got the perfect name.
Let's call it "Thin Men Dancing".

We won't forget that in a hurry,
a name like that.

"Thin Men Dancing"?
It's certainly eccentric.

Where did that come from?
Anyway, why not?

- No chance of confusion there!
- Ralph.

No!

I've got the perfect name.
Let's call it "Thin Men Dancing".

And let us see how much dancing
they need to do!

I did knock, miss.
I didn't think you could hear me.

Her Ladyship's wondering
if you're ready for tea.

Beatrice Townsend rang me yesterday.

She said at least there is
one silver lining to this war:

one won't have to wake up
every Friday morning

wondering if one has got
the guest list right for the weekend.

But I expect the competition
between her and Emerald Cunard

will begin again very soon.

They won't let a small thing
like a war stop their entertaining.

Nor should they. Don't you agree?

I agree it will take
more than a war to stop them.

And we mustn't let it stop us either.

We must stick together down here,
my dear,

or we will go absolutely mad.

We will do everything together -

listen to the wireless,
play Mah-Jong, go to church,

do everything like twin sisters.

Yes, Aunt Elizabeth.

Don't look so thoughtful, my dear.

But, of course, you have had
such a horrid shock.

Poor Mr. Williams.

I hope it wasn't seeing
his whole career spread out

in the programmes from my collection
that made him so desperate.

Having one's life summed up
can be very dispiriting.

This little war
makes everything uncertain.

This is the National
Programme from London.

First news, copyright reserved.

The Foreign Office.

Can I have extension 182,
Lawrence Newbolt, please?

One moment.

I'm sorry,
there is no reply from extension 182.

You've broken the rules already,
my dear, moving the gramophone!

We're going to do
everything together, remember?

Come in here and let's listen
to what the world is getting up to

and if we should take it seriously.

I can usually only enjoy
the countryside in very small doses.

But it is very peaceful here.

The war seems such a long way off.

Although, since no bombs
are dropping anywhere,

maybe London is this quiet.

Do you know
what's happening with Papa?

- Have you heard from him?
- No, I haven't.

But then he dislikes using
the telephone almost as much as I do.

We don't seem to be alone.

Anyone we know?

Apparently not.

Just have to change my shoes, dear,
after that country walk.

You've got my other shoes, haven't you?

- Let me help you.
- Thank you, my dear.

I'm so glad you're here
to keep me company, my dear.

Thank you.

And now I am going to spoil it all
and ask you just to scrape the shoes.

Because if they go into the bag
like that,

they'll make these shoes
all muddy on the way back.

There's a scraper round the corner.

There you are, my dear.

I was just telling the vicar

we must do some fundraising
for the restoration.

After all, it was our family
that built this church.

And what a good job they made of it.

Hopefully we will still be looking
after it in another thousand years.

It must be marvellous to end up
being part of such a family.

"To end up"?
I haven't just joined, you know.

Of course. A slip of the tongue.

I meant such an old, established
family. The sense of history.

It must be such a good feeling.

I just have to get rid of this.

Of course, it won't start.

Miss Anne, that car ain't safe to drive.

I have to go to London urgently.
I got a message from work.

- That car ain't safe, Miss Anne.
- I've got to go.

Get out of the way, Lucy!

Miss Anne, don't go! Miss Anne!

Don't go!

Come on. You're not
going to give out on me.

What the hell does he want?

Bloody farmers!

The road ahead is closed. There
is a military exercise taking place.

You'll have to find another route through.

I'm going to London. How do I get there?

By another route.

Yeah. Thank you for that.
Just thought you might help!

Where's that lorry that passed me?

You seem to have allowed
him through with no problem.

Could you switch
your engine off, please?

- Can I see your identity card?
- My identity card?

- I don't have one.
- You don't have one?

From yesterday everyone
needs to carry an identity card.

It's the law. There are no exceptions.

- I'm afraid I'll have to detain you.
- Detain me? Why?

I've been down at the film studio.
That's why I don't have one.

I really need to get to London today.

Without a card you're going nowhere.

I am the daughter of a Member
of Parliament, Sir Alexander Keyes.

If you telephone him, or allow me...

Step out of the vehicle, please.

Move over to that side
of the vehicle, please.

Get into the vehicle.

I think you might at least
tell me where I'm going.

Can I ask you to come this way now?
Come on, quickly!

We've had a lot of people like you today,

taking no notice of the regulations.

So this is what happens.

Hello again.

I don't suppose you're going to tell me

how long I am going to be held here.

I wouldn't complain if I were you, miss.

We have the power now
to detain anyone indefinitely.

- Did you know that?
- No, I didn't know.

Habeas corpus.

Do you know what
habeas corpus is, miss?

Of course... Of course I do.

Well, it doesn't exist any more. It's gone.

We can keep you as long as
we want, wherever we want.

Don't need to ask a judge any more,
don't need to ask anybody.

Don't even need to tell anyone
where you've gone.

Glorious! What are you doing?
What has happened to you?

Thank God you're here!

Papa got a call from these soldiers
saying you'd been detained!

They called the Houses of Parliament.

Aunt Elizabeth telephoned to say
you rushed out coughing

like you were about to die
in the middle of choir practice.

The vicar was heartbroken.
Why did you do that, Glorious?

I had to...get away.

I've got a bit of a confession to make.

Although it won't come
as a great surprise.

I'm terribly in love.

I'm so in love with Lawrence,

I couldn't bear to be away from him,
shut away in the country.

I had this incredible urge to see him.

How wonderful, darling! That's fantastic!

That is pretty romantic, Glorious, yes.

There's a party tonight
at the Foreign Office,

and we've helped arrange it.

Nothing can stop the parties happening,
especially not this one.

It's all the ambassadors.

Lawrence is going to be there too.
Isn't that good timing?

He is?

Now you've been detained,
you've got to come.

Dawson will drive your car
back to Aunt Elizabeth.

I thought it was dangerous to drive.

Apparently it is! That's why you
shouldn't be driving it.

But Dawson's expendable, isn't he!

Lots more where you came from,
aren't there!

I get to drive the Rolls,
which is terrific. Come on, Glorious.

We're hosts to tonight's party,
remember. Lots to do!

Yes, including a hot bath for you, darling.

You look a real country girl like that!

You've time to have a really good
wallow before you see him.

You see, everything's gone now.
It's all in storage.

And with the whole town blacked out,
isn't it strange, darling?

Like being in another place
completely.

On the moon or something!

- You look so lovely.
- Why, thank you!

I am the hostess
of this party, in a way,

so I'm just a tiny bit nervous.

It's part of my new job.

I am attached
to the Court of St James now!

I am going to need to go a little early.

That's fine. I'll escort Anne.
We'll go together.

All right. I must volunteer too.

I have to do something for the war effort.

Glorious, you don't have to do that.
You're an actress.

- That's what you keep doing.
- But talking of volunteering...

A lot of our childhood things
down here...

I'm not sure
what's going to happen to them.

Do you recognise him?
It's Bombardier.

Yes, of course.
Aunt Elizabeth's cat.

So, darling, this is a little bit nasty,

but Aunt Elizabeth wants him put down

because she's left London.

I was going to take him to the vet,

but now you're here, could you do it?

I'm needed at work, you see.

And I can't ask
one of the servants to do it.

And I would be so upset
taking him anyway!

- Will you do it?
- If that's what has to be done.

You look so good, Glorious.

Here you are! So far, no disasters.

They haven't started throwing things?
Give them time!

Argentina has been extremely
talkative. And America.

Mr. Kennedy goes on about how much
stronger Germany is than we are

and how everything is over for us
and we'd better realise it!

Darling, you must go downstairs
to the other party.

That's altogether more fun.

Now, I have a series of flags here,

these little flags,

and somewhere on the map
of the world over here

is some treasure!

So you stick your flag
wherever you think the treasure is,

and whoever is the nearest
will get a rather marvellous prize!

So come on, everybody, take a flag.

Darling! There you are!

- It's terrific to see you.
- You're not angry with me?

- For leaving Norfolk?
- Of course not. I understand.

Would you take this,
and organise the treasure hunt?

Children, Ralph here
will now be in charge!

Gladly. Just don't forget to
tell me where the treasure is.

It's all the children
of the ambassadors in London.

They don't know whether they'll be
travelling back to their countries.

- They don't know what's happening.
- A bit like us.

A bit like us, yes.

I should never have sent you
to the country with Aunt Elizabeth.

How could I have done that?
You belong here, with all of us.

Fantastic.

Now you must go
and get yourself some jelly.

Some jelly? Why?

- Lawrence!
- Hello, darling.

I didn't know whether
I'd ever see you again.

I didn't know
whether you'd really be here.

Yes, they suddenly
sent me to France. Don't cry.

I am not cry... I'm not crying.

It's just, for a moment,
everything seemed all right,

and I know it isn't.

Now then, when we've got
all our flags pinned up,

I think we should have
a bit of a sing-song.

What about a song
from each of your countries?

- Everybody like the sound of that?
- Yes!

- Something terrible is going on.
- I know.

- Ralph is involved.
- I know that too.

You know?

Do you think he realises the
full extent of what they're doing?

- Maybe he doesn't.
- I don't know the answer.

He's my brother.
I can't believe he would...

I want to believe he couldn't.

What I've found out is that there's
a group of them in the secret service

and a motley collection of other people,

including some
very determined aristocrats

who are trying to bring this war
to an end before it's even started.

They think we have no chance.
They want to do a deal with Hitler.

I think they killed my friend Gilbert.

- And they blackmailed Hector...
- They are very dangerous.

* Be there at our waking,
your faith there, we pray

* Your bliss in our hearts, Lord,
at the break of the day

They drove Hector to kill himself,

- I've got a recording of a meeting.
- Can you give it to me?

I don't have it here.

I really have to have it.
Proof is invaluable.

I must get it tomorrow.

We'll meet in the morning,
Somewhere I won't be followed.

I know. The vet's.

The vet?

I have to take a cat to be put down.
We could meet there.

Yes, that sounds rather perfect.

- It's all right. We are in love.
- Are we?

That's what I told him, and
that's what he's going to see.

Not in front of the children,
Glorious! Come along.

If we're to use your idea,
I'd better get the address of a vet.

We can't use one that's near the house.

It has to be out of the way,
in the suburbs. You understand?

I'll do that now, use
the great resources of the building.

- No, don't go.
- I won't be a moment.

* He whistled and he sang
till the green woods rang

* And he won the heart of a lady

Now we've started the singing,

we'll have to do every single country!

Not my most brilliant idea.

Come with me, Glorious.

- I've got something to show you.
- Come with you where?

Follow me. It's important.
I think you should come as well.

It's such a big basement.
Where are we going?

You've only seen a corner of it.

Right. Come on in. This is Miss Semel.

- She's working late.
- She is.

Now, we have 2 things
for you, Anne.

- Your identity card...
- That was quick.

Splendid. I asked Ralph
to arrange it, and that is quick.

Rather a long walk to get to it, though.

That's perfect. You have your card.
You're officially you.

I'd better get back to
the ambassadors, darling.

I've spent too much time
with the children.

They're so much more interesting!

- I'll come with you.
- Just a moment.

- What is it?
- Why are you running away?

I'm not running away.
Why would I do that?

I don't know.

I found out the other thing,
the one we talked about.

It seems a rather appropriate moment
to do it, to go with the card.

If you want.

You mean about my parents?

Do you want to hear,
or do you want to run off?

All right. Why not?

- Good night, Miss Semel.
- Good night.

I think you'll be pleased.

It explains your theatrical bent -
well, I think it does.

They were a Romany family.

Your parents were gypsies.

There are no pictures, sadly.

One of them
must've been blonde, mustn't they?

Maybe they had Russian blood.

Thank you.
You're right. I do like the idea.

I see nothing wrong
in coming from gypsies.

I think I'll go back to the party now.

Hello?

Walter!

How are you here?
You were in church this morning!

YOU'RE here,
and YOU were in the church.

Why are you here?

I didn't realise you were
the son of an ambassador.

They thought I might be able
to contribute to the party.

I'm sure you will be. Excuse me.

Anne!

- Don't you realise?
- Don't I realise what?

They don't love you.

Lawrence! Thank God it's you.

What is this? I wasn't that long.

- Here, have some more.
- Thank you.

I have an address for you.

- You can find out anything here.
- I've just discovered that.

We'll meet there. Put the evidence
you have into an envelope,

and address it
to someone other than me.

- Who?
- Doesn't matter. Winston Churchill.

- Will they follow me there?
- No.

Keep an eye out, but I don't think so.

They won't follow you into the vet.
They're far too squeamish.

There you are, darling.

I'm off to take Bombardier
to the vet for...

- Well, you know what for.
- Yes. What things have come to.

There may be lot of people there,
so I could be a while.

Anne, if it's not too much to ask,

I think you should take Horatio too.
He needs to be done as well.

Take our cat? Why?

If I'm going to the US next week,
we'll be shutting up the house.

I'll take Bombardier
because Aunt Elizabeth

has asked for that to happen.

I'll find another home for Horatio.

- I'm sure I can.
- No, darling, we can't do that.

A lot of other people
are having to do this.

They can be told
it's not necessary yet.

I find myself having to tell them
that it is.

Anyway, we'll get Dawson
to see to it. Don't worry yourself.

Come and sit with me
and help me. I need your help.

No, I'm the only one who's not
doing anything at the moment,

so I should do it,
if that's what's required.

I will take the cats to be put to sleep,

then I will come back and help you.

There's no school any more.

These children haven't been
evacuated, so they're running wild.

We'll find Lawrence, but I won't
let anything happen to you.

I will find a way.

Excuse me.
Have you filled out your form?

My form? What form?
No. I've only just arrived.

Are you here to have your pets
put down?

I'm...meeting someone first.
I have to see him.

You can't join the queue until
you've filled out a consent form.

All those people have, so must you.
Sit out there and fill out a form.

Excuse me. Has anyone
been asking for Miss Keyes?

No, miss.

Mrs. Evans?

I... I haven't quite finished filling it out.

I haven't signed it
because I'm merely...

That'll do. Not everybody signs them.

- As long as it's filled out.
- Has anybody asked for me?

I was meeting with someone here,
and until then...

- You may come in, Miss...?
- Miss Keyes.

Miss Keyes.

But I...haven't joined the queue.

I... I don't want to queue-jump.
I've only just done the form.

Please, come in here, Miss Keyes.

And bring your cats with you, of course.

We're being inundated at the moment.

I think because we have the space
to deal with large animals as well,

which you don't get
in the centre of town.

But it's amazing how quickly
one gets used to such things.

- Why have I jumped the queue?
- You seemed a little agitated to us.

Agitated?

There are people crying out there.
I think I'm quite calm in comparison.

We like people to be certain
about what they're doing,

and you seemed
rather upset and nervous.

Believe me, I can tell.

Well...maybe I just need
a little time, to sit and consider,

and until I meet my friend,
I really won't...

I thought so.

We have a little room,
just through there,

precisely for that purpose,

for people to make sure.
It's best you use it.

Miss Keyes?

Miss Keyes?

I've changed my mind.

I'm not ready to do this. Thank you
for giving me time to reconsider.

We must call you a taxi. Miss Keyes?

- You can't manage like that.
- Miss Keyes!

You're not safe with me now.

Go. Go on. Go.

Hello.

Can you do something for me?

I...need you to post this.

I'll... I'll give you some money.
It needs a stamp.

You'll get a stamp for it?

It's really urgent.

Anne!

Anne! Where are you?

Here she is.

I thought some homemade
lemonade might do the trick.

I knew she was upset.

People do find it upsetting.

I'll just leave it here, shall I?

Why are you here?

They found your number on the form

and phoned me
to say you were distraught,

and when I got here you'd run out
with the cats onto the common.

Why did you come right out here,
darling, to this place?

I don't know.

I couldn't bear to do it near home.

- I let them go.
- You let them go?

Well, why not?

It's terrible.

Look what's happened in just a few days.

It's like a vision of hell, isn't it?

Animals going onto a fire
in a quiet English suburb.

The world's gone mad.

People are finding out
what war really means.

Maybe we need something stronger
than lemonade.

Here, darling.

Are you aware...
of what they are doing?

They're doing something awful.

Who, darling?

Are you doing it too?

Darling, you're back with us.

This noise doesn't help, does it?
It's just somebody's wedding.

You're in Aunt Elizabeth's house.

I thought her house was all shut up.

Our home is being used
for other things.

This is Mrs. Knight.

She will look after you.

Let's call it "Thin Men Dancing"!

Where are you going?

Don't you realise?
We want people to feel defeated,

to feel there's no hope.

That way we can do our deal
with Germany.

Get out!
Get away from here! Get out!

What is happening to me?

This is just so you can rest,
darling.

You've been ill. You must get better.

Are they poisoning me?

Poisoning you?

Of course not, darling.

I can still remember
when I held you for the first time.

When you arrived to be with us,
a bundle.

You came in a taxi with a nurse.

And when I held you and felt you
heavy in my arms,

it was the most beautiful present.

I could never let harm come to that.

So you loved me then?

"Then"? I love you!

I thought you'd never wake up.

I wish I hadn't.

You're not eating your food, I see.

Your father
asked me to pay you a visit.

My father?

- I don't believe you.
- Of course.

He and I are working together.
Have been for a long time.

Your father
is a very influential person.

Charmingly absent-minded,
but very, very influential.

He hides his true seriousness, my dear,

except from those of us
who really know him.

This recording of our meeting,

the one you tried to post,
was made for him, of course.

I am sure you knew that, my dear.

All the records were for him.

Why else would they
have been stored at your house?

It's a little hot, isn't it?

We're using your house in London
for a series of meetings.

Your father is chairing those meetings.

That is why you are here.

How simple it is,
and how very important.

Are you going to kill me?

My dear,
what sort of question is that?

Even for an actress!

Really! The adopted daughter
of my old friend?

What could have given you such an idea?

- What happened to her?
- You think we know?

Yes, I think you do.

You are a little feverish,
aren't you, darling?

Hot and cold flushes.

- You've got a temperature.
- Mr. Balcombe was here.

You're mistaken, darling.
Mr. Balcombe was not here.

I would never let him come back.

We don't need to see
that spooky man ever again.

So quiet, isn't it? No children, no pets.

It's the most peculiar thing,
the silence out there.

Except for the horrid bells.

They're talking about stopping
the bells ringing

till the end of the war.

Talk about a silver lining!
That would be simply marvellous.

Now we need to find you
something delightful to eat.

I am not eating anything

until you stop putting
something else in it.

Mr. Balcombe was here. I didn't dream it.

He had Lawrence killed.

You're feverish, darling.

You let that man come back
and see me. How could you do that?

This war is a terrible thing, my dear.

As you know, I hate exaggeration,

but everything we believe in,

everything I believe in -
democracy, culture -

will be destroyed if we get involved
in this ruinous war.

I certainly don't sympathise
with the Nazi ideology.

In fact, I rather despise it.

But there is absolutely no chance
of us winning this war.

We will be completely destroyed
unless we make peace.

And we are working
to arrange that peace very hard.

Nothing must disturb that.

Ralph understands this.
Celia understands it in her own way.

But somehow I knew...you wouldn't.

So we have to keep you here.

- To do what with?
- To keep you safe.

I couldn't share
certain things with you,

what I need to do for this country.

Maybe there are 2 sorts of love.

I don't want to be made to choose.

Mama?

Mama!

Mama!

You've turned into a proper hostess
when I wasn't looking.

- Ralph can go.
- He's already agreed to...

Someone has to be here for Anne.
We must monitor the situation.

Nobody would listen to Anne.
She's got no evidence.

But it is best we do this.

It's simple. We bring Mrs. Knight
back. It's the best solution.

Mrs. Knight will get something down her

that will keep her quiet,
sedated for days.

We can have an outing
with the ambassadors' children.

You fucking bastards!

You are nothing to do with me!

You will not bring
that ghastly woman back here!

You think I'm going to let that bitch
look after me?

I will not let that fucking woman
terrorise me!

Why are you looking like that?
Why should you be surprised?

I'm not frightened of you!

Remember, I am the child of gypsies!

It was bound to come out sooner or later,

what I'm really like!

That's what YOU think, isn't it!
Here it is!

Darling...

Don't you fucking "darling" me,
you bastard!

You are nothing to do with me!

This is not the way, Glorious.

Will you just leave me alone with her?

Why don't you ever do what you're told?

Why do you insist
that you always know best?

Because, in the end, what you never
realised was you knew nothing.

Nothing that really mattered!

You would not listen to me, would you?

I told you to get on with your life.

And now look at you. Look at you!

We just have to stop
giving you water, Glorious,

and it's all over.

What do we do now?

We leave her.

It would depend on the condition.

I'll never let you go away again.

Bombardier!

You can't get in,
and I can't get out.

Anyone there?

Mama, did you open the door?

Thank you, Mama.

Go.

- Walter.
- Anne! What are you doing?

I need to get away from here.

Come this way. I'll find you a taxi.

I will.

Who are those children?

I thought all the children had been
evacuated from around here.

They have.

There they are.
You can join your family, Anne.

We're just giving the ambassadors'
children a little outing.

- Come and help.
- Come and join us, Anne.

Anne! Come here, darling.

Come to me.

- And none of us saw her again.
- None of us!

She died, I believe, in Canada
about 20 years ago.

We're the only ones left.

No words of condemnation for me?

No. You were...
you were very young, after all.

I was a baby!

And it was such a long time ago.
Nobody remembers!

I just did what they wanted.

I did what Mr. Balcombe
and the family wanted.

They said she needed
to be taught a lesson.

I was only doing what was expected.

It was a very strange time back then.

I even tried to warn her.

They've all gone now.

Can't trouble us.

Can't trouble Walter.

Yes. I must go.

There is just one thing, a little favour.

Another one?

My mother arranged
to meet me round here.

She would have been waiting a
little while now. It's very close by.

If you could just come and say hello,
I know she'd appreciate it.

Please. Will you come?

Dear God! It's impossible!

Walter, Oliver... This is my mother.

And this...is Anne Keyes.

It's good to meet you again, gentlemen.

It's so very good.

Anne.

I had no idea, no idea at all.

No idea that I was still here?

No, I know you didn't.

You knew all along.

You knew!

We wanted to hear it from your own lips.

I just wanted to say hello again.

Since we are family.