A Place to Call Home (2013–2018): Season 2, Episode 2 - I Believe - full transcript

I hope you won't mind if I leave
you both alone for a few days.

No, no, by all means.

Mrs Regina Standish.

Mrs Bligh, I'm afraid
I'm going to have to ask you

to stay away for a while.

No!

Any progress we make with James,

you undo
with your displays of distress.

I've come to talk
about our daughter.

Who is she?

Where is she?
I... I...



Well, is she here? Overseas?
I can't tell you.

Why? Not yet.
Why not?!

Look at what you made me do!

Colin, what have you done?

Come on.

Are you right with what we've done?

We saved more lives
from being ruined.

Tue-moi!

Kill me!

Anything I can help you with,
Mr Briggs?

Um, no, no, I'm just passing.

It's always good to pop in
for a prayer.

The flowers can wait
if I'd be disturbing you.

No, I'll just go and say g'day
to the missus.



Such a dab hand with pastry
was your Millie.

A loss to the CWA.

Hey, for her.

Thank you.

A bucket of water
would greatly assist.

I'll be inside.

I'll just leave it at the door,
if that's alright.

I've got mucky boots.

Oh, yes, yes, of course. Indeed.

Ah, Miss Adams.
Doris.

I've just come from the church.

I saw Mr Briggs there

looking for all the world
like a lost soul.

Really?

I suspect he's missing your company.

A single man, a single woman.

In spite of a difference in years,
affections form.

There are some who say you've broken
his heart by accepting Mr Bligh.

There are some who need
to padlock their tongues.

Oh, indeed, indeed.

I only know he wasn't himself.
He wasn't himself at all.

Well, I know that look.
I'll put the kettle on.

Thanks.

People are starting to wonder.
Doris Collins is starting to wonder.

Bugger Doris Collins.

The best way to get on is just
to act like nothing's happened.

Yeah.

I went to church
to say a prayer for him.

Well, I couldn't even walk in.

We did what we had to.

Every man deserves
a Christian burial.

It was burial for him
or the law for them.

I know.

My boy Daniel died on Kokoda

and he's up there somewhere
in the mud.

There's no cross, no prayers,
no blessing.

It's haunted me ever since.

Drove the old girl
into an early grave.

You've got my silence, but...

..we done to Bert what
I blamed God for doing to my boy.

You're a good man, Roy.
It don't sit right, Sarah.

You know it don't...

..no matter what you say.

So,
when we come into the church,

we bless ourself with holy water
in the sign of the cross.

You do it.

That's good.

It will become second nature
in a little while.

So, you are here for your first
instruction in the Catholic faith.

Are you ready?
Yes.

Yes.

So, some of the things
that we do and believe

will seem a little strange
to you at first.

Do you see that little cupboard
on the altar?

We call that the tabernacle.

In that,
we keep the reserved hosts -

wafers consecrated
during the Holy Mass.

Now, we believe that
during the consecration,

the bread and wine truly become
the body and blood

of our Lord Jesus Christ.

You're saying God actually changes
bread and wine into flesh and blood?

If he can create the universe,
Anna...

Now, come with me.

No, Mother,
I'm not dashing off. Why do you ask?

Well, I want to spend time
with James and Olivia

so I'll be leaving for the city
on Sunday after matins.

Matins! Oh, that takes me back.
Now, it's known you're visiting.

You'll be expected
in the family pew.

Are you coming in?
No, I haven't got time.

And it may encourage Anna
to join us.

The longer we can avoid her

publicly aligning herself
with the papacy, the better.

What are you up to?

You say you're here
to meet Miss Adams?

She'll be there too, I hope.

Ah.
What?

Stop making mischief.

I'm not aware that I am.

She's a Jew.
I'm well aware of that.

And religion is a weapon
that you can use against her.

Differences exist, Carolyn.
They cannot be ignored.

So, can I count on you?

Good. I shall see you then.

It's his way of coping.
He'll come out of it.

He was just trying to protect me
is all.

If I hadn't made Bert angry...
It's not your fault.

I suggested going on a picnic

and Bert just bowled up,
said he was going.

I tried to stop him and...
Eve, you were upset.

..he just went crazy hitting me
and calling me horrible names!

Eve! Eve!

You had no choice. You know that.

At the very least, Colin would
be sent to a reformatory.

And if they decided
that he was lying to protect you,

you could hang.

People will believe
Bert's gone away.

Act like he has, alright?
What if he's missed?

We will face that
if and when we have to.

Alright?

You know where I am if you need me.

Before you go...

..I found this in his swag.

It's 1,000 quid
in a cheque from Mr Bligh.

What should I do with it?
Why would George give Bert money?

Eve?

What he saw.

Harry and Mr James.

There's no need to look so alarmed,
Mrs Bligh.

I made inquiries
after we ran into each other

and found out James is a patient.

I was there seeing a friend.
I'm here to help.

Help isn't required.

I assume
it's some sort of breakdown.

I don't know what to say to you.
Don't be concerned.

They were discreet
about his condition.

I don't know the details,

but I am here to help
in any way I can.

I don't understand why.

An investment in my possible future.

We may all be family one day.
You're that interested in Anna?

I'm being badgered to marry

and she's the only vaguely
interesting candidate...

..which sounds less than romantic,
but... you understand.

So, if I can help,
discretion is assured.

Thank you.

And perhaps you'll trust me
with the full story... in time.

You asked for me?

I want... I want to go home.

I see.
Now!

Now!

There's no need for agitation.
I just... I just want to...

I just want to leave!
I'm sure part of you does.

The deviant side wants to flee from
the treatment that will see it gone.

I can leave if I want to.

There, I'm afraid, you're wrong.

I came here voluntarily.

Your father and your wife
signed you in.

You cannot leave
without their consent.

I want to see them.

I want to see them.

That is not... not possible, James.
I just want to leave.

Relax.

Your kind lacks moral fibre, James,
and I'm here to provide it for you.

I can't stand the pain.

The confusion.

After the treatments,
I don't know who I am.

But you know who you're not.

You are not the deviant within.

We will defeat him... together.

A nurse will bring something
to settle you.

I won't breathe a word
about what they did.

Tell Mr Bligh.
I will.

It's our shame too.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm thinking about selling up,
leaving.

Colin won't forget here.

Do you have somewhere to go?
My cousins will set us right.

Amy's all I'd miss.

I'll give Mr Bligh his money back.
No!

I'll tell him Bert gave it to me
before he left.

No, it would raise
too many questions.

We can't even say we know about it.

Use the money for Colin's education.

He's bright. He'll go far.

But you're right. Not here.

64. Looks like I've won again!

I'm attempting
to make you feel comfortable.

Oh, I see. Perhaps I'm a natural.

Your sister has agreed
to join us at church.

It might help to allay idle chatter
if Anna could be there also.

She's taking instruction.

Yeah, she is not a Catholic yet...
Nevertheless...

..and I hope never will be.

Your father must be
rolling in his grave.

Surely it's enough worrying about
what the living think, Mother.

Oh, if you'd care to accompany us,

although you may feel
a little uncomfortable

at a Christian service.
This Sunday?

Yes.
Of course.

Well, I understand if your faith
precludes it on a regular basis.

Of course, as George's wife,
it would be expected, normally.

Mother.

We can't tiptoe around
these matters, George.

Well, if we're mixing faiths,

I should go with Sarah
to the Goldbergs tomorrow.

You're more than welcome.

It's for Shabbat.
Really?

It's Hanukkah,
which makes it particularly special.

I think Father just did
another spin in his coffin!

There's no need for poor taste,
George.

If you'll excuse me...

I've been waiting for a chance
to speak with you alone.

I was at the Walker farm today.

Bert's gone.

Has he? Good.

Eve mentioned James.

She assumed I knew.

Mr Bligh,
what are you doing out of bed?

Come on, now.
Don't do anything foolish.

Orderlies! Orderlies!

I'll need a sedative.
No! No!

I want to go home! I want to leave!

You can't keep me here.
You can't keep me here.

No! Get off me! Get off me!

Let me go!

Olivia knows?

She's a tower of strength...

..working with James
to help him overcome it.

What if he can't?
She asked that too.

If I'd been different...

..after Elaine died...

I left him to Mother.

It's nothing you've done.
You must know that.

You sound so sure.

I've known many men like James.
This turns my stomach.

He's your son.
Mm-hm.

Well, I'm here
if you need to talk about it.

The only offensive thing
I know about men like James...

..they were murdered in the camps
for who they were,

along with the Jews.

Amen.
Amen.

Amen.

So, she chases me down the street.

"Mr Gold! Mr Gold! I want
to wish you a happy Hanukkah."

"Hanukkah?" I say.

And she says,
"Yeah, it's Christmas for Jews,

"only not so festive."

Who are we to question
Doris Collins?

Greater men have tried!

Not necessarily successfully,
though.

Not at all.

I appreciate you
giving me the chance

to better understand Sarah's world.

And now you have your own nation.

Israel is only five years old
and has many enemies...

..but with or without her,
we will survive.

Our faith will sustain us.

And so many of us
have just died for it.

Thank you, Amy.
Is anything the matter?

No, ma'am.

Sit down.

Oh, no, I couldn't.
Indulge me.

Come a little closer.

Clearly, you've been crying.

My sister Eve is leaving.

She says it's because
her Bert shot through.

Hmm. Well, she's well rid of him.

Ma'am, if you'd rather I left too...

Why should I?

I'm a reminder of what happened
between my brother and Mr James.

Amy, what you are, my dear,

is a loyal and very valued member
of this household.

However, if you wish to leave,

I shall write you
the best of references

and ensure that you secure
a good position elsewhere.

No.

This is home.

Thank you.

Please excuse me.
Of course.

Excuse me?
Visiting hours are over. Sorry.

I imagine Dr Duncan's left
for the day.

No need. You're in luck.
Thank you.

Jack?

Jack?

Maybe he snuck out
when I wasn't looking.

His place is just round the corner.

On second thoughts,

I won't bother him at home
after a busy day.

If not before,
I'll see him at church on Sunday.

Maybe get the chance to talk then.

Sorry to bother you.

We should thank Mother
for trying to score that point.

I might not have gone otherwise.

Well, I'm glad you did.
So am I.

Last night and tonight,
the talk of the camps...

You were a Jew in France
at that time.

One day, I'd like to know.

I'd rather we concentrate
on the future.

Mm-hm.

Goodnight.
Goodnight.

When the wicked man turneth away
from his wickedness

that he hath committed

and doeth that
which is lawful and right,

he shall save his soul alive.

If we say that we have no sin,
we deceive ourselves

and the truth is not in this...

A Jew?
Where's the lightning bolt?

Carolyn.
Sarah.

Shh!

..and to cleanse us
from all unrighteousness.

Dearly beloved brethren,

the Scriptures moveth us
in sundry places to acknowledge

and confess our manifold sins
and wickedness

and that we should not dissemble
nor cloak them

in the face of Almighty God,
our Heavenly Father,

but to confess them with the humble,
lowly, penitent and obedient heart

to the end that we may obtain
forgiveness of the same

by his infinite goodness and mercy.

Meet me at three where it happened.

We both need it.

Oh, Jack!
Can't stop. Sorry.

Well,
it can't be anything so urgent.

Clearly, there is.

Well, it's very rude of him not to
greet you after all these years away,

unless it's something
that we've done.

Apart from trying
to steal away his best nurse.

I wish you luck with that!

Here she is.

We were just talking about George

trying to make you
a member of the idle rich.

I wish you luck with that.

No wonder you have trouble with her,
Mother.

She's just like me.

Must you?
I must.

Let's dispatch Mother to the city
and then we'll have a good chat.

It stuns me she's going
and yielding you the field.

She'll be back.

I'd love to know
what the old tinker's up to.

Thank you.

For what?

I wasn't sure what I was expecting,
but it wasn't this.

I'm simply observing the decencies.

Lunchtime!
Already?

Your mamma wants it now in case
Jack arrives early for Gilda.

I know what I want for lunch.
Come on!

One kiss!
No!

Just one.
We can't.

No-one's watching.

Father Joe says
God's always watching.

You want me to be a good
Catholic wife, don't you?

Well, not too good.

Come on. Eh! Shirt.

We shouldn't really make jokes
like that.

Like what?
About God, Father Joe.

It was just a joke.
I know, but God's listening.

Do you really believe that?
Of course.

You really believe God's listening
to what everyone says?

God is everything.

What if I can't believe that?
Well, you will.

But what if I can't?

A lot of what Father Joe said
seemed sort of silly.

Don't say that. Never say that
in front of my ma and papa.

I wouldn't, but if I can't be honest
about it with you...

You will try your hardest,
won't you?

It's for you. Of course I will.

Well, then... you will believe.

Yeah?

Car's waiting.

George, I'm rather enjoying
your sister spending time with us,

but would you invite her here
while I'm away?

I'd like her to feel
part of the family again.

I'll see what I can do.

And if she asks,
perhaps you could say

I'd be pleased to find her
still here when I return.

Why don't you tell her?

I think it might register more
coming from you.

I'd be happy to.

Right, well,
I'll telephone when I've seen James.

Shall I give him your...?
Encouragement? Naturally.

George...

..and your love?

Whatever abhorrence
we share for James' nature,

we must never lose sight of that.

He was the most dreadful snob
as a boy!

He spent his childhood chanting,
"I'm the king of the castle

"and you're the dirty rascal!"
Our George?

He grew into his egalitarian ways.

I was just saying how elitist
you were, brother dear.

Don't listen to a word she says.

She is absolutely right,

but someone had to compensate
for your ragtag ways, my darling.

Please sit down, both of you.

I have enjoyed
our brief time together.

You always enjoy
our brief times together.

I mean it.

Miss Adams,
I shall see you upon my return.

You will.

She invites you in, then scarpers.

She's definitely up to something,
trust me.

I am sorry to bother you
on a Sunday, Doctor.

He doesn't mind. Do you, Jack?

Sickness doesn't recognise weekends.

Painful?

Mumps.

Well, you've all had it
so no-one's at risk.

Bed rest and aspirin for the pain
and fever should see her right.

Miss Carolyn!

Mamma!

Si, tesoro! Vengo!
Got to dash.

Ignoring me is one thing.
Avoiding me is childish.

What do you expect?
Better than this.

What's left to say?
Unless you want to say who she is.

So, there's nothing to talk about.

So, how was mass?

What was that about?

Oh, nearly had a bingle earlier.

Told him to brush up
on his road rules.

So, mass?

Well, I was a pretend Anglican
and now I'm a pretend Catholic.

It's easy to change a belief
you never had!

Hello. Ah, there's the person
I should be meeting.

I've ordered tea.
Oh, thank you.

I'm parched after that long drive.

Well...?

I'm leaving tonight.

I already have investigators at work
in Paris, London and Berlin.

One thing that can be said
for the Nazis -

they kept meticulous records.

And £1,000 should suffice?

No expense spared, you said.

I expect results
well within three months.

Splendid.

So, how is it
having her under your roof?

She's assimilating too well.

George needs to see her
in the context of the wider world.

Why do you think I'm here?

First, James and Olivia and then
I have some arrangements to make.

The patient's grandmother
is on her way.

I thought no visitors.

She's clearly unfamiliar
with the word 'no'.

Get him cleaned up,
tidy up the room,

a bowl of fruit
and some fresh flowers.

And heavier sedation.

I never thought I'd say this,
but I'm so glad you're here.

I felt rather alone.

I do understand.

You've shown great fortitude,

which can only serve
to strengthen James's resolve.

How can it,
when I'm not permitted to see him?

The doctors know best.

They treat me
as if I were a liability.

The medical profession
can often be undiplomatic.

We're spoiled by Jack.

Right, now,
perhaps if you wait here...

No, I'm coming in with you.

Oh, Olivia, you must not
get yourself worked up in a state.

Being fobbed off by them
is one thing.

I will not be fobbed off by you.

Very well.

But you must promise to abide by the
doctor's decision, whatever it is.

What if he tries to deter you?

I must repeat,
we usually restrict visitors

at this stage of the treatment.

Well, I fail to see
how assuring James

that he has my full support
could be counter-productive.

Then you need to be prepared.

To the untrained eye,
his appearance is confronting.

Mrs Bligh was unable
to contain herself.

It is very distressing
to see him like this.

But it is all part of the process.

The worst thing for James would be
for you to curtail his treatment

based on an emotional reaction.

You misjudge me, Doctor.

Rest assured,
James will see a calm, smiling face.

Very well. Yeah, but only you.

You understand.

He appears to have been burnt.

We are administering
electroshock therapy

and we'll be moving on
to aversion therapy -

an emetic administered while he's
shown images conducive to arousal.

I see.

I know what you must
be going through.

I think not.

It's alright, darling boy.
I've come to visit.

James, James.

I'm so proud of you, James.

Why is he so heavily sedated?

The conscious mind of the invert
resists being challenged

so we sedate him
after each treatment

to allow the subconscious free rein.

Now he is getting agitated.
This is what I was concerned about.

James, James, shh.

It's alright.

I insisted that I see you,
but I promised not to stay.

Will you be strong, my darling?

For Olivia and for the baby?

James?

Love you.

What did he say?

Sounded like, "I love you too."

You are to be congratulated
for putting the patient's wellbeing

ahead of your own
understandable distress.

You do understand that your grandson
cannot move beyond his malady

without a level of discomfort.

Well, I rely on you, Doctor,
to keep his discomfort to a minimum.

This is the 1950s, Mrs Bligh,
not the Middle Ages.

What did James say?

Something I rarely hear these days.

Have you broken down
or stopped running?

I deserve that.

I do understand.

You can't.

Not without knowing
a lot more than you do.

About...?

Me.

But I'm here to hear your story.

I'd always had a crush on you.

I used to wait
for your visits to Mother.

I had no idea.

I was shy.
You? Shy?

I was then.

So, I was desperate to see you
when I got to uni.

I thought I had to work to get you.

I did love you.

Truly.

I loved you.

I would have stood by you.

And lost Mother's support?
We'd have managed.

You were a brilliant student.
You relied on her.

I wasn't going to risk that.
Well, I should have had the choice.

My life is peppered
with 'should haves'.

So, I disappeared...

..I had our child and gave her away
and here we are.

I did it all for you.

But you have every right
to be angry.

I'm just heading out to visit Roy.
I promised him a cup of tea.

Would you like me to drive you?
No, no, the ride will do me good.

I've just started drawing up
a guest list.

For...?

Our engagement party.

While the cat's away...

I thought a bush dance.

A bush dance?
With a bush band.

A refreshing change
from the string quartets

that normally grace our parties.

How would your mother feel
about that?

I think she'll be happy

not being swept into a Pride of Erin
with the locals.

Aren't you early?

Hurry back.

Soon as I can.

You do like the idea?

I love it.

It's brewed up things for me too.

I was in the Resistance.

I shot a wounded friend.

It was that or leave her
to be tortured by the Gestapo

before they killed her anyway.

If the right outweighs the wrong,
no matter how wrong...

..you'll face your God again.

Eventually.

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven

Give us this day our daily bread

And forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those
who trespass against us

And lead us not into temptation...

What if our daughter
hadn't found out about you?

She did.
Yeah, but if she hadn't?

We wouldn't be here.

I'd never have known.
No.

There ARE reasons.
Yeah, so you keep saying.

I need more.

No.

I deserve more.
I can't.

It's my right to know her.

Please...

..tell me.

Who is she?

If you ever loved me...

Anna.

My Anna.

Our Anna.

Mrs Bligh, what a pleasure.

Andrew!

Elizabeth's come to visit James.

Do sit down.
Where are you staying?

Well, here.
Not any longer.

Mother sent me
to insist you be our house guest.

I insist you join her.

Oh, I'm not sure that would...

Olivia tells me
you've been very understanding.

About James?
Mm-hm.

Of course.
Some sort of rest cure, yes?

Thank you for your discretion.

Actually, I was intending
to visit your mother

so your invitation's very timely.

To see her for...?
A private matter.

It's perfect, then.

Did Olivia happen to mention

I'm storing pennies in heaven
to aid my cause with Anna?

No, she didn't.

I've decided to press my advantage.

I'll pop down to Ash Park
once you've settled in with Mother.

Well, perhaps not for a few days.

We need to give Anna
plenty of notice, don't you think?

Instruction. Father Joe.

Coming.

I promise not
to go blundering in with her.

Thank you.

I'm moving into the main house
while Mother's away, if you want me.

I've only had one conversation
alone with her ever.

Recently.

A railway station platform,
of all places.

Thank you for trusting me.

Finally.

Better late than never.

Yes.

I'll look after the place
till you sell.

You've done enough already.

You'll never get your price
if it goes to the pack.

Good luck, lass.

You look after your mum, eh?

Try to forget this ever happened.

Won't be easy.
Do it for him.

Bye, sweetie.

Colin?

Colin?

You were protecting your mum.

You did nothing wrong.