Flambards (1979–…): Season 1, Episode 12 - What Are Servants For? - full transcript
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Whoa.
Dick.
Dick.
You shouldn't be riding yet.
But I've got to start some time.
Anyway, I'm comfortable
in riding with Pepper.
Funny...
Years ago, I had to use a snare.
You can't use a gun, cause the
noise, just in case you got caught.
I wanted to ask you something.
I might come at a supper tonight.
Only if I can bring him.
You know, there's no need.
Look, if I'm going to start having my
supper up at Flambards every night,
I'm gonna start paying my way.
Who said I was
inviting you to a supper?
He did.
What are we going
to have with him?
Potatoes.
You're a mindreader.
Stanley?
Yes, Miss?
Why are your potatoes so
much smaller than Wilhelm's?
That ain't mine, Miss.
They're all from the same cart.
Ah, well, they grow bigger
on his side of the field.
Hm.
Oh, that was wrong to play
around with him like that.
I know it was only a joke.
Anyway, you did it, too.
Yeah, I know.
He's the laziest
thing I've ever seen.
Well, he's not been
lazy since I've been here.
You haven't been here very long.
Why are they wasting time
with those little potatoes?
There's fields of
turnips to be brought in.
Because if we don't lift the potatoes
now, the frost will get at them.
Oh, I see.
Anyway, who's running
this farm, Christina?
But what about the turnips?
Christina
We could dig the
potatoes, mend the fences,
milk the cows and still have
time to bring the turnips in.
All right?
I see.
But I want them brought in now.
You should be minding your
baby, not worrying about the farm.
Everyone keeps telling me off.
Hmp...Good thing, too.
Oh, you listen to me.
Won't you, Isobel?
Poor little thing's
got no choice.
It's all your fault, really.
I used to be a human being.
Now I'm only her mother.
There.
It's very nice having
you all the same.
Well, it would be even nicer if
you'd feed her from time to time.
It was so nice to get
out for a few hours.
Besides, I thought she'd like
to get to know her grandmother.
I'm not her grandmother.
Shh...don't say things
like that. Poor little thing.
She hasn't got many
grandparents, have you?
No.
Only you and Fowler.
Me and Fowler?
Don't you be teaching
her things like that.
Well, it's better
than Tizzy's idea.
He thinks Fowler's her father.
How about your Aunt Grace?
She couldn't be a father.
Her grandmother.
Did you hear that, Isobel? Great
Aunt Grace is now your grandmother.
Yes, it's very confusing.
No wonder poor
Tizzy's in a muddle.
Tizzy.
He's your brother.
Well, he's not really your brother.
Christina.
All right. I'll go and feed you.
Tizzy, what on
earth are you doing?
Come down here at once.
Do you realise you
could have hurt Isobel?
I didn't mean to hurt Isobel.
I've told you not to play
with those aeroplanes.
I thought they'd fly.
I see.
Well, now you know, don't you?
You stick to horses in the
future. They're much safer.
Really, they are.
I don't like greens.
Eat your greens.
No.
It's a special treat staying
up late, so eat your greens.
So if we start tomorrow,
how long will it take?
Why weren't you there?
All the others
started at six o'clock.
What's this?
My calling up papers, Miss.
Me Mum thought you
might be able to help me.
Don't you want to go
and fight for your country?
Well, it's me Mum, Miss.
She were ever so upset.
That's why we're late.
Well, I'm on your side.
If you want to go and fight, you go
and fight whatever your mother says.
But I'm doing important
work here, Miss.
Not when you turn
up three hours late.
I catch up on that, Miss.
And I work extra
hard, I promise.
Your mother must
be very proud of you.
You will tell him, Miss?
If you prove you're worth it.
Thank you.
I know, Mary
But we need the men.
Stanley?
Stanley!
Stanley.
I'm all right.
No, it's time you had a rest.
Come on, you're not
used to it. Come on.
Hey,
Serves you right.
Oh
You should have worn gloves.
Harry didn't have gloves, Miss.
Harry knew when to stop.
You won't be able to do
anything at all tomorrow.
Yes, I will. I want to.
It's all right. We won't send
you off to the army this time.
Not if we can avoid it.
Go tell your mother
the good news.
Thank you, Miss.
I know it was my fault. I
shouldn't have scared him.
You asked me to
come...if it was a mistake...
A mistake? It was a
stroke of genius on my part.
By the way,
I've never thanked you.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Can I ask you another favour?
Not a very good uncle, am I, helping
to take Tizzy's playroom to pieces?
I told him not to come in here.
Well, he likes a challenge.
He broke one yesterday.
What a skill and
no one to enjoy it.
Seems a waste.
All right?
Where better for William's
child than in William's bedroom?
She can't sleep in
my bedroom forever.
So that's it?
If he'd collected horse prices,
you'd have thought nothing of it.
Was that a joke?
Nearly
Sorry.
Never had the practise you did.
Fighting off all those
sharp tongued Russells
You did your bit of fighting off?
What, Mark?
Hmm.
I thought you'd kill him.
So did he.
The trouble with Mark is...
Was...
He was nearly very nice.
Yes, except to
people and horses.
Servants, not people.
Especially the ones who
didn't know their place.
Oh, yes?
That was always your trouble.
Some people might say I
was encouraged, of course.
I beg your pardon?
Here, let me.
What are you gonna
do with them all?
Going to pack them very carefully.
And lock them all
away in the attic
What, and bring them down
again, when Isobel's older?
Do you think she'll follow
in her father's footsteps?
People do.
Like Tizzy?
I hope not.
Do you call this clean?
Spotless.
That's the trouble
with servants.
You take pride in your work.
Well, maybe we
don't get paid enough.
Thank you, Dick.
What for this time?
Holding my hand.
Christina?
Let's see if supper's ready.
Hold back.
Hang on, Harry.
Go ahead, Stanley, get the doors.
Hey, do, Kliner.
Tizzy!
Back to work, you.
Here...You're not here today.
I...I thought I was here.
I better go home, then.
You've got soft hands.
Let's have a look.
It don't hurt me.
Why weren't you
this morning, then?
Busy, wasn't I?
Anyway, you're wasting your
time. We're almost finished.
That's why I came back. I
ain't gonna miss the party, am I?
Here's Fowler and the boys.
Did you get it all in?
Seven wagon loads.
Is it worth celebrating?
Celebration?
She's too much
Hello, lass.
Mary, get the boys some drinks.
For what we are about to receive,
may the Lord make us truly thankful.
Amen.
♪ Now, I am a bachelor ♪
♪ and I live by myself ♪
♪ and I work at the weaver's trade ♪
♪ And the only only thing
that I ever did wrong ♪
♪ was to woo a fair young maid. ♪
♪ I courted her in the winter
time and in the summer, too ♪
♪ And the only thing
that I ever did wrong ♪
♪ Was to save her from
the foggy foggy dew. ♪
♪ O it was a fine and pleasant day ♪
♪ Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring ♪
♪ As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger ♪
♪ For to go and hunt
the shoals of herring. ♪
I'll go...no, I'll go. No, stay there.
I hope that's not the
neighbours complaining.
We haven't got any neighbours.
Hey, buoy...buoy.
Won't you give us a song then?
Sing a song.
That's a song.
Come on, Fritz.
♪ (Singing in German) ♪
Good God.
What the hell are
you doing here?
I work here.
Oh, you do, do you?
And in that case, you
can bring my luggage in.
I do believe we've been invaded.
Oh, who was it, Dick?
No one in particular.
Hello, Christina.
Hello, everybody.
Whoever you are.
I thought you were dead.
Sorry, I couldn't oblige.
Come on, Fritz.
Now let me spoil the fun.
Oh, well, have it your own way.
Someone mind getting me
a drink in my own house?
Things have
changed, haven't they?
Yes.
Very nice to have
you back, Mr Mark.
Yeah.
Yes, it is.
Thank you. Both of you.
Don't know how
good it is to be back.
Well, as no one else is
obviously going to say it.
Here's to the conquering hero.
I'm sorry, Mark. It's the shock.
Oh, it's lovely to
have you back.
At last.
We got a telegram
saying you were dead
Presumed killed, I
believe the phrase is.
Why didn't you write?
You can't write from a Turkish prison.
You all right?
All the better for
seeing you again.
Turning up like this.
Typical.
I live here, remember?
So do I.
That's another reason
I came straight down.
Anyway, explanations
in the morning, eh?
And I want a few from
you too. At the moment
All I want is to eat, drink
and be disgustingly merry.
Hey, come on, Fritz.
What about that song you
were singing just now, eh?
Fowler?
Oh, right, I'll fill em up.
♪ (Singing in German) ♪
Where did Dick go?
Dick. Yes. That will need
quite a bit of explaining.
Mark.
I told him to bring
my luggage in.
You did what?
What are servants
for, Christina?
Oh, you don't speak
very good English.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Well, lady and gentlemen.
There's a little ditsy
I'd like to teach you.
Rather appropriate
for this sort of occasion.
If someone would
fill my tankard first.
Dick!
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill, ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill. ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ I don't give a cluck for old von Fluck ♪
♪ And all his blooming army. ♪
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill. ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ I don't give a cluck for old von Fluck ♪
♪ And all his blooming army. ♪
I made a bed up for Mark.
He'll be lucky to get
there by the looks of him.
And Fowler...Oh
It was a lovely party, Mary.
I'm off to bed.
Good night.
It's nice to have
him back, though.
Tuh...
What was I saying?
I take the goat outside.
So they took the goat outside.
The captain says to this
Turkish girl, take the dress off.
So she takes her dress off.
The captain says to her:
What's that?
She said:
What? And he says
You're drunk, Mark.
You're drunk, Mark...No, no.
Oh, please don't interrupt
my stories, Christina.
Where was I?
It's time you went to bed.
Ridiculous.
Fowler?
Who's for another, eh?
Another one?
Should be some left...
Oh,
I think it's time I went to bed.
Boy, let's get you to bed.
You, Christina.
You're very nice.
Very well meaning and all that.
But to be perfectly frank,
You're a bit of a bore.
No offence meant, of course.
No, Mark.
Prude, I think the word is.
Like young Will.
Why you get on
so well, I dare say.
How is young Will?
I asked that before?
Several times.
Oh.
Well,
How is he?
We'll talk about
it in the morning.
Mark!
You know? I can manage
perfectly well on my own.
Please.
Mark?
Mark.
I knew you were
glad to see me, really.
Why the hell am I
sleeping in Will's room?
You asked that last night.
Well?
I thought you'd prefer
it to the kitchen floor.
Christina?
You called?
You haven't put Dick
in my room, have you?
Christina?
Christina?
Christina?
Hello, I'm Tizzy.
Hello.
I'm Mark.
You make a lot of
noise, don't you?
Don't be so impertinent.
What are you doing
in my bedroom?
This is Uncle Mark's
bedroom.
This is Uncle Mark, Tizzy.
No, he's not. Uncle
Mark's a soldier.
Even soldiers have to sleep.
Do you fight Huns?
Oh, yes, all the time.
And kill 'em?
Oh...sometimes.
Will you show me
how to kill Huns?
You don't want to
kill Huns...Germans.
Yes, I do.
Have you got a gun?
What about poor Wilhelm?
He's not a Hun.
If I'm his uncle Christina
Who on earth's his father?
You are.
Have you got a gun?
Go and talk to Mary.
Violet's his mother.
You haven't forgotten.
Well
I know you said things had
changed around here, but...
Well, didn't you think you had
a child growing up somewhere?
Well, somewhere.
Not here.
Violet isn't here, is she?
Don't worry.
I've legally adopted him.
Uncle Mark's not
my father. I'm Vicky's.
What on earth possessed you?
I don't think I can take
many more surprises.
There is one last one.
Oh.
Poor Will.
Poor Christina.
When?
Earlier this year.
Obviously.
He was shot down over Belgium.
Just when I was
beginning to like him, too.
So that's all he
left you, is it?
Typical.
Do you mind if I, um...
Am I doing it right?
Awful.
Still, I dare say, Dicks
like a father to her.
Isn't he?
You're jealous.
Now, let's not
quarrel all the time.
Why not?
All right, let's quarrel.
Why shouldn't I be friendly with Dick?
I like him.
Very much.
That's plain to see.
He's useful.
I employ him to
run the farm for me.
Which farm would that be?
Your farm.
My farm.
And if you don't mind, I'll
choose who I employ on my farm.
And you can choose who you
get to live with you there, too.
I apologise.
What more can I say?
You could try and put a
little more sincerity into it.
I apologise, Christina,
from the depths of my heart,
I think you are a wonderful,
wonderful, wonderful...
Oh, stop it.
I'll race you over to
the Master's place.
What?
I've got to see a girl about a
horse. Come on, you old nag.
Come on.
You sure he won't mind?
I'll deal with Father.
That's what I like to hear.
He's not very fit.
Oh.
The horse.
But he's got plenty of go.
Just what I like...plenty of go.
Christina only has
pretend horses.
How long will you be on leave?
Long enough to
want a bit of company.
I hate to spoil the party.
But I'm idling away my time, as usual.
Christina's not very
pleased with me.
My being alive and
well's upset all her plans.
Ignore him.
I think it's the
only thing to do.
Thank you for
putting up with him.
You must come to supper, soon?
Uh, both of you.
Yes,
We will both love to.
Get up...Go.
Where were you?
Talking to one of Amy
Master's overfed brothers
Couldn't bear to watch you.
I don't know what you mean?
Yes, you do.
I've always said what
a nice girl she was.
Especially when she
can do you a favour.
Who's jealous now?
It was worth it,
though, wasn't it?
Mmm.
Come on.
I'll show you what a wonderful
farm I've made for you.
That's a field of potatoes.
Many potatoes?
They've all been dug up.
Uh.
Don't tell me.
That's not a potato field.
No
That's what we call grass.
Jolly good farm it is.
So
This is the harvest, is it?
Well, some of it.
Very impressive.
What's that?
Oh, yes.
It's the man who runs the farm.
You've done very well, Dick.
Considering
You know, Christina,
I think we might let
him stay on after all.
Don't you ever talk
to him like that again?
Aren't you being
rather overprotective?
To a mere employee?
Who said anything about me?
Ah!
How would you describe
your relationship?
Very nice.
Until a few hours ago.
I'm only thinking
of you, Christina.
Me?
Well, not only you,
But as a sole surviving male member,
I do have the family name to consider.
Can't have my sister-in-law
marrying a stable lad. Whatever next?
Dick is not a stable lad.
He hasn't been for years. In
fact, since you got him the sack.
Who said anything
about marriage?
What feeble excuse did he
use to get out of the Army?
The feeblest imaginable.
He got this German to shoot him,
And then he caught TB
just to be on the safe side.
How was your war?
Fine.
If you like prison camps.
Unfortunately, I've got
to go back to my war.
Christina
If it's about Dick...
To hell with Dick.
I'm sorry, Christina.
No, I don't know how
you can after last night.
Years of practise.
Besides,
It's the best way to
get your courage up.
Why are you going to
pick another fight with Dick?
Well, you might just
beat him this time.
I might let him off.
I'm one condition.
You marry me.
You're serious?
How can you ask that after
the way you've behaved today?
I didn't get very far
when I tried behaving well.
I said no, then
What makes you think
I've changed my mind?
Competition isn't what it was.
Unless someone else
has stepped into the ring.
No, they haven't.
As I said before, all
this could be yours.
I thought it was
mine until yesterday.
No, Mark, I'm sorry.
For goodness' sake,
be sensible, Christina.
What about Tizzy and Isobel?
What'll they do otherwise?
Besides, we could have children
of our own, too. Lots of them.
I'd never thought
of you as a father.
I'm an excellent father.
Have been for years.
We quarrel all the time.
Keeps you fit.
And I don't love you, Mark.
Do you want me
to say I love you?
Well, I do
Always have done, I think.
Look, I'm...I'm not very good
at saying this sort of thing,
But if it hadn't been for that
pest of a younger brother of mine...
You should marry Amy Masters.
When I want your advice
about matchmaking, Christina...
I'm only trying to help.
Sometimes...
I know...much worse
when I'm married.
I'll risk it.
I don't want to be a
widow twice, Mark.
What if I said I'd fight
very, very carefully?
Do, anyway.
Don't know why
I bother with you.
Neither do I.
You're much too good for me.
I am.
I want some.
No, Mark.
He's far too young to drink.
No one's too young to drink.
Are they, Tizzy?
No.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
You drink all your
medicine down, Tizzy.
I'll tell you all about
the Huns I've killed.
Leave him alone, Mark,
When Christina has gone to bed.
Where's Uncle Dick?
We don't talk about
Uncle Dick, Tizzy.
Not today.
Auntie Chrissy?
Uncle Mark's only joking.
Uncle Dick's been very busy today.
I'll just get the pudding.
Christina?
Christina?
He
Have you seen Dick?
- (German)?
- Dick?
Nein
Old boy went off a
couple of hours ago.
Wasn't that a bit early?
Well, I suppose it was.
Was he all right?
Well, all right, I
suppose, you know Dick.
Never was much of an old talker.
No.
Where's Auntie Chrissy?
Now, you eat your pudding up.
Dick?
See I've gone?
Yes.
I'm very sorry.
I'm glad he's alive.
He'll be going soon.
I'll be gone before him.
I promise you. It'll be all right.
How can it be?
It just will be.
Not if he runs Flambards.
I can't work for
him, you know that.
Maybe he doesn't own Flambards.
All that money I put into
it must mean something.
If it does,
You write to me in London
And I'll probably come
running back again.
You've been drinking.
What if I have?
I don't know.
It's just not like you
Do I have to ask before
I have a drink, now?
Does Mark know who Tizzy is?
Yes.
It's all right.
He can't take him
away. I've adopted him.
Good.
Please don't go.
Couldn't bear it.
I haven't yet, have I?
You better read it.
I don't like telegrams.
You read it.
All right.
Hm? It's Dorothy.
Is she all right?
I hope so. Says she's
coming to stay.
When?
Half an hour ago.
It was rather a slow telegram.
Dorothy!
Oh, you rotten things.
I didn't know you were
coming. Nobody told me.
Well, I've only come
to show off my uniform.
Oh, well.
I'm nursing in France.
Uh, not at this very
minute, of course.
Well, I'm just home on leave.
I'll have to go back tomorrow.
Or Father will be furious.
I don't suppose you
thought of writing a letter.
Oh, she's all right
with the letters.
It's putting them together to
make words, that's the problem.
Ha...ha.
I do love women in
uniform, don't you?
Well, I'm not
wearing it tonight.
Oh, really? Ha-ha-ha.
We thought we might
go out this evening.
Oh.
Well, you're invited too, of course.
Of course.
Except that I do have
a family to look after.
Uh huh ha.
Hey, you're supposed to
say when can I see them?
Well, I would if this
brute would let go of me.
Can I see your family, please?
Yes.
Well, actually, neither can I.
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Whoa.
Dick.
Dick.
You shouldn't be riding yet.
But I've got to start some time.
Anyway, I'm comfortable
in riding with Pepper.
Funny...
Years ago, I had to use a snare.
You can't use a gun, cause the
noise, just in case you got caught.
I wanted to ask you something.
I might come at a supper tonight.
Only if I can bring him.
You know, there's no need.
Look, if I'm going to start having my
supper up at Flambards every night,
I'm gonna start paying my way.
Who said I was
inviting you to a supper?
He did.
What are we going
to have with him?
Potatoes.
You're a mindreader.
Stanley?
Yes, Miss?
Why are your potatoes so
much smaller than Wilhelm's?
That ain't mine, Miss.
They're all from the same cart.
Ah, well, they grow bigger
on his side of the field.
Hm.
Oh, that was wrong to play
around with him like that.
I know it was only a joke.
Anyway, you did it, too.
Yeah, I know.
He's the laziest
thing I've ever seen.
Well, he's not been
lazy since I've been here.
You haven't been here very long.
Why are they wasting time
with those little potatoes?
There's fields of
turnips to be brought in.
Because if we don't lift the potatoes
now, the frost will get at them.
Oh, I see.
Anyway, who's running
this farm, Christina?
But what about the turnips?
Christina
We could dig the
potatoes, mend the fences,
milk the cows and still have
time to bring the turnips in.
All right?
I see.
But I want them brought in now.
You should be minding your
baby, not worrying about the farm.
Everyone keeps telling me off.
Hmp...Good thing, too.
Oh, you listen to me.
Won't you, Isobel?
Poor little thing's
got no choice.
It's all your fault, really.
I used to be a human being.
Now I'm only her mother.
There.
It's very nice having
you all the same.
Well, it would be even nicer if
you'd feed her from time to time.
It was so nice to get
out for a few hours.
Besides, I thought she'd like
to get to know her grandmother.
I'm not her grandmother.
Shh...don't say things
like that. Poor little thing.
She hasn't got many
grandparents, have you?
No.
Only you and Fowler.
Me and Fowler?
Don't you be teaching
her things like that.
Well, it's better
than Tizzy's idea.
He thinks Fowler's her father.
How about your Aunt Grace?
She couldn't be a father.
Her grandmother.
Did you hear that, Isobel? Great
Aunt Grace is now your grandmother.
Yes, it's very confusing.
No wonder poor
Tizzy's in a muddle.
Tizzy.
He's your brother.
Well, he's not really your brother.
Christina.
All right. I'll go and feed you.
Tizzy, what on
earth are you doing?
Come down here at once.
Do you realise you
could have hurt Isobel?
I didn't mean to hurt Isobel.
I've told you not to play
with those aeroplanes.
I thought they'd fly.
I see.
Well, now you know, don't you?
You stick to horses in the
future. They're much safer.
Really, they are.
I don't like greens.
Eat your greens.
No.
It's a special treat staying
up late, so eat your greens.
So if we start tomorrow,
how long will it take?
Why weren't you there?
All the others
started at six o'clock.
What's this?
My calling up papers, Miss.
Me Mum thought you
might be able to help me.
Don't you want to go
and fight for your country?
Well, it's me Mum, Miss.
She were ever so upset.
That's why we're late.
Well, I'm on your side.
If you want to go and fight, you go
and fight whatever your mother says.
But I'm doing important
work here, Miss.
Not when you turn
up three hours late.
I catch up on that, Miss.
And I work extra
hard, I promise.
Your mother must
be very proud of you.
You will tell him, Miss?
If you prove you're worth it.
Thank you.
I know, Mary
But we need the men.
Stanley?
Stanley!
Stanley.
I'm all right.
No, it's time you had a rest.
Come on, you're not
used to it. Come on.
Hey,
Serves you right.
Oh
You should have worn gloves.
Harry didn't have gloves, Miss.
Harry knew when to stop.
You won't be able to do
anything at all tomorrow.
Yes, I will. I want to.
It's all right. We won't send
you off to the army this time.
Not if we can avoid it.
Go tell your mother
the good news.
Thank you, Miss.
I know it was my fault. I
shouldn't have scared him.
You asked me to
come...if it was a mistake...
A mistake? It was a
stroke of genius on my part.
By the way,
I've never thanked you.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Can I ask you another favour?
Not a very good uncle, am I, helping
to take Tizzy's playroom to pieces?
I told him not to come in here.
Well, he likes a challenge.
He broke one yesterday.
What a skill and
no one to enjoy it.
Seems a waste.
All right?
Where better for William's
child than in William's bedroom?
She can't sleep in
my bedroom forever.
So that's it?
If he'd collected horse prices,
you'd have thought nothing of it.
Was that a joke?
Nearly
Sorry.
Never had the practise you did.
Fighting off all those
sharp tongued Russells
You did your bit of fighting off?
What, Mark?
Hmm.
I thought you'd kill him.
So did he.
The trouble with Mark is...
Was...
He was nearly very nice.
Yes, except to
people and horses.
Servants, not people.
Especially the ones who
didn't know their place.
Oh, yes?
That was always your trouble.
Some people might say I
was encouraged, of course.
I beg your pardon?
Here, let me.
What are you gonna
do with them all?
Going to pack them very carefully.
And lock them all
away in the attic
What, and bring them down
again, when Isobel's older?
Do you think she'll follow
in her father's footsteps?
People do.
Like Tizzy?
I hope not.
Do you call this clean?
Spotless.
That's the trouble
with servants.
You take pride in your work.
Well, maybe we
don't get paid enough.
Thank you, Dick.
What for this time?
Holding my hand.
Christina?
Let's see if supper's ready.
Hold back.
Hang on, Harry.
Go ahead, Stanley, get the doors.
Hey, do, Kliner.
Tizzy!
Back to work, you.
Here...You're not here today.
I...I thought I was here.
I better go home, then.
You've got soft hands.
Let's have a look.
It don't hurt me.
Why weren't you
this morning, then?
Busy, wasn't I?
Anyway, you're wasting your
time. We're almost finished.
That's why I came back. I
ain't gonna miss the party, am I?
Here's Fowler and the boys.
Did you get it all in?
Seven wagon loads.
Is it worth celebrating?
Celebration?
She's too much
Hello, lass.
Mary, get the boys some drinks.
For what we are about to receive,
may the Lord make us truly thankful.
Amen.
♪ Now, I am a bachelor ♪
♪ and I live by myself ♪
♪ and I work at the weaver's trade ♪
♪ And the only only thing
that I ever did wrong ♪
♪ was to woo a fair young maid. ♪
♪ I courted her in the winter
time and in the summer, too ♪
♪ And the only thing
that I ever did wrong ♪
♪ Was to save her from
the foggy foggy dew. ♪
♪ O it was a fine and pleasant day ♪
♪ Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring ♪
♪ As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger ♪
♪ For to go and hunt
the shoals of herring. ♪
I'll go...no, I'll go. No, stay there.
I hope that's not the
neighbours complaining.
We haven't got any neighbours.
Hey, buoy...buoy.
Won't you give us a song then?
Sing a song.
That's a song.
Come on, Fritz.
♪ (Singing in German) ♪
Good God.
What the hell are
you doing here?
I work here.
Oh, you do, do you?
And in that case, you
can bring my luggage in.
I do believe we've been invaded.
Oh, who was it, Dick?
No one in particular.
Hello, Christina.
Hello, everybody.
Whoever you are.
I thought you were dead.
Sorry, I couldn't oblige.
Come on, Fritz.
Now let me spoil the fun.
Oh, well, have it your own way.
Someone mind getting me
a drink in my own house?
Things have
changed, haven't they?
Yes.
Very nice to have
you back, Mr Mark.
Yeah.
Yes, it is.
Thank you. Both of you.
Don't know how
good it is to be back.
Well, as no one else is
obviously going to say it.
Here's to the conquering hero.
I'm sorry, Mark. It's the shock.
Oh, it's lovely to
have you back.
At last.
We got a telegram
saying you were dead
Presumed killed, I
believe the phrase is.
Why didn't you write?
You can't write from a Turkish prison.
You all right?
All the better for
seeing you again.
Turning up like this.
Typical.
I live here, remember?
So do I.
That's another reason
I came straight down.
Anyway, explanations
in the morning, eh?
And I want a few from
you too. At the moment
All I want is to eat, drink
and be disgustingly merry.
Hey, come on, Fritz.
What about that song you
were singing just now, eh?
Fowler?
Oh, right, I'll fill em up.
♪ (Singing in German) ♪
Where did Dick go?
Dick. Yes. That will need
quite a bit of explaining.
Mark.
I told him to bring
my luggage in.
You did what?
What are servants
for, Christina?
Oh, you don't speak
very good English.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Well, lady and gentlemen.
There's a little ditsy
I'd like to teach you.
Rather appropriate
for this sort of occasion.
If someone would
fill my tankard first.
Dick!
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill, ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill. ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ I don't give a cluck for old von Fluck ♪
♪ And all his blooming army. ♪
♪ Kaiser Bill is feeling ill. ♪
♪ The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy. ♪
♪ I don't give a cluck for old von Fluck ♪
♪ And all his blooming army. ♪
I made a bed up for Mark.
He'll be lucky to get
there by the looks of him.
And Fowler...Oh
It was a lovely party, Mary.
I'm off to bed.
Good night.
It's nice to have
him back, though.
Tuh...
What was I saying?
I take the goat outside.
So they took the goat outside.
The captain says to this
Turkish girl, take the dress off.
So she takes her dress off.
The captain says to her:
What's that?
She said:
What? And he says
You're drunk, Mark.
You're drunk, Mark...No, no.
Oh, please don't interrupt
my stories, Christina.
Where was I?
It's time you went to bed.
Ridiculous.
Fowler?
Who's for another, eh?
Another one?
Should be some left...
Oh,
I think it's time I went to bed.
Boy, let's get you to bed.
You, Christina.
You're very nice.
Very well meaning and all that.
But to be perfectly frank,
You're a bit of a bore.
No offence meant, of course.
No, Mark.
Prude, I think the word is.
Like young Will.
Why you get on
so well, I dare say.
How is young Will?
I asked that before?
Several times.
Oh.
Well,
How is he?
We'll talk about
it in the morning.
Mark!
You know? I can manage
perfectly well on my own.
Please.
Mark?
Mark.
I knew you were
glad to see me, really.
Why the hell am I
sleeping in Will's room?
You asked that last night.
Well?
I thought you'd prefer
it to the kitchen floor.
Christina?
You called?
You haven't put Dick
in my room, have you?
Christina?
Christina?
Christina?
Hello, I'm Tizzy.
Hello.
I'm Mark.
You make a lot of
noise, don't you?
Don't be so impertinent.
What are you doing
in my bedroom?
This is Uncle Mark's
bedroom.
This is Uncle Mark, Tizzy.
No, he's not. Uncle
Mark's a soldier.
Even soldiers have to sleep.
Do you fight Huns?
Oh, yes, all the time.
And kill 'em?
Oh...sometimes.
Will you show me
how to kill Huns?
You don't want to
kill Huns...Germans.
Yes, I do.
Have you got a gun?
What about poor Wilhelm?
He's not a Hun.
If I'm his uncle Christina
Who on earth's his father?
You are.
Have you got a gun?
Go and talk to Mary.
Violet's his mother.
You haven't forgotten.
Well
I know you said things had
changed around here, but...
Well, didn't you think you had
a child growing up somewhere?
Well, somewhere.
Not here.
Violet isn't here, is she?
Don't worry.
I've legally adopted him.
Uncle Mark's not
my father. I'm Vicky's.
What on earth possessed you?
I don't think I can take
many more surprises.
There is one last one.
Oh.
Poor Will.
Poor Christina.
When?
Earlier this year.
Obviously.
He was shot down over Belgium.
Just when I was
beginning to like him, too.
So that's all he
left you, is it?
Typical.
Do you mind if I, um...
Am I doing it right?
Awful.
Still, I dare say, Dicks
like a father to her.
Isn't he?
You're jealous.
Now, let's not
quarrel all the time.
Why not?
All right, let's quarrel.
Why shouldn't I be friendly with Dick?
I like him.
Very much.
That's plain to see.
He's useful.
I employ him to
run the farm for me.
Which farm would that be?
Your farm.
My farm.
And if you don't mind, I'll
choose who I employ on my farm.
And you can choose who you
get to live with you there, too.
I apologise.
What more can I say?
You could try and put a
little more sincerity into it.
I apologise, Christina,
from the depths of my heart,
I think you are a wonderful,
wonderful, wonderful...
Oh, stop it.
I'll race you over to
the Master's place.
What?
I've got to see a girl about a
horse. Come on, you old nag.
Come on.
You sure he won't mind?
I'll deal with Father.
That's what I like to hear.
He's not very fit.
Oh.
The horse.
But he's got plenty of go.
Just what I like...plenty of go.
Christina only has
pretend horses.
How long will you be on leave?
Long enough to
want a bit of company.
I hate to spoil the party.
But I'm idling away my time, as usual.
Christina's not very
pleased with me.
My being alive and
well's upset all her plans.
Ignore him.
I think it's the
only thing to do.
Thank you for
putting up with him.
You must come to supper, soon?
Uh, both of you.
Yes,
We will both love to.
Get up...Go.
Where were you?
Talking to one of Amy
Master's overfed brothers
Couldn't bear to watch you.
I don't know what you mean?
Yes, you do.
I've always said what
a nice girl she was.
Especially when she
can do you a favour.
Who's jealous now?
It was worth it,
though, wasn't it?
Mmm.
Come on.
I'll show you what a wonderful
farm I've made for you.
That's a field of potatoes.
Many potatoes?
They've all been dug up.
Uh.
Don't tell me.
That's not a potato field.
No
That's what we call grass.
Jolly good farm it is.
So
This is the harvest, is it?
Well, some of it.
Very impressive.
What's that?
Oh, yes.
It's the man who runs the farm.
You've done very well, Dick.
Considering
You know, Christina,
I think we might let
him stay on after all.
Don't you ever talk
to him like that again?
Aren't you being
rather overprotective?
To a mere employee?
Who said anything about me?
Ah!
How would you describe
your relationship?
Very nice.
Until a few hours ago.
I'm only thinking
of you, Christina.
Me?
Well, not only you,
But as a sole surviving male member,
I do have the family name to consider.
Can't have my sister-in-law
marrying a stable lad. Whatever next?
Dick is not a stable lad.
He hasn't been for years. In
fact, since you got him the sack.
Who said anything
about marriage?
What feeble excuse did he
use to get out of the Army?
The feeblest imaginable.
He got this German to shoot him,
And then he caught TB
just to be on the safe side.
How was your war?
Fine.
If you like prison camps.
Unfortunately, I've got
to go back to my war.
Christina
If it's about Dick...
To hell with Dick.
I'm sorry, Christina.
No, I don't know how
you can after last night.
Years of practise.
Besides,
It's the best way to
get your courage up.
Why are you going to
pick another fight with Dick?
Well, you might just
beat him this time.
I might let him off.
I'm one condition.
You marry me.
You're serious?
How can you ask that after
the way you've behaved today?
I didn't get very far
when I tried behaving well.
I said no, then
What makes you think
I've changed my mind?
Competition isn't what it was.
Unless someone else
has stepped into the ring.
No, they haven't.
As I said before, all
this could be yours.
I thought it was
mine until yesterday.
No, Mark, I'm sorry.
For goodness' sake,
be sensible, Christina.
What about Tizzy and Isobel?
What'll they do otherwise?
Besides, we could have children
of our own, too. Lots of them.
I'd never thought
of you as a father.
I'm an excellent father.
Have been for years.
We quarrel all the time.
Keeps you fit.
And I don't love you, Mark.
Do you want me
to say I love you?
Well, I do
Always have done, I think.
Look, I'm...I'm not very good
at saying this sort of thing,
But if it hadn't been for that
pest of a younger brother of mine...
You should marry Amy Masters.
When I want your advice
about matchmaking, Christina...
I'm only trying to help.
Sometimes...
I know...much worse
when I'm married.
I'll risk it.
I don't want to be a
widow twice, Mark.
What if I said I'd fight
very, very carefully?
Do, anyway.
Don't know why
I bother with you.
Neither do I.
You're much too good for me.
I am.
I want some.
No, Mark.
He's far too young to drink.
No one's too young to drink.
Are they, Tizzy?
No.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
You drink all your
medicine down, Tizzy.
I'll tell you all about
the Huns I've killed.
Leave him alone, Mark,
When Christina has gone to bed.
Where's Uncle Dick?
We don't talk about
Uncle Dick, Tizzy.
Not today.
Auntie Chrissy?
Uncle Mark's only joking.
Uncle Dick's been very busy today.
I'll just get the pudding.
Christina?
Christina?
He
Have you seen Dick?
- (German)?
- Dick?
Nein
Old boy went off a
couple of hours ago.
Wasn't that a bit early?
Well, I suppose it was.
Was he all right?
Well, all right, I
suppose, you know Dick.
Never was much of an old talker.
No.
Where's Auntie Chrissy?
Now, you eat your pudding up.
Dick?
See I've gone?
Yes.
I'm very sorry.
I'm glad he's alive.
He'll be going soon.
I'll be gone before him.
I promise you. It'll be all right.
How can it be?
It just will be.
Not if he runs Flambards.
I can't work for
him, you know that.
Maybe he doesn't own Flambards.
All that money I put into
it must mean something.
If it does,
You write to me in London
And I'll probably come
running back again.
You've been drinking.
What if I have?
I don't know.
It's just not like you
Do I have to ask before
I have a drink, now?
Does Mark know who Tizzy is?
Yes.
It's all right.
He can't take him
away. I've adopted him.
Good.
Please don't go.
Couldn't bear it.
I haven't yet, have I?
You better read it.
I don't like telegrams.
You read it.
All right.
Hm? It's Dorothy.
Is she all right?
I hope so. Says she's
coming to stay.
When?
Half an hour ago.
It was rather a slow telegram.
Dorothy!
Oh, you rotten things.
I didn't know you were
coming. Nobody told me.
Well, I've only come
to show off my uniform.
Oh, well.
I'm nursing in France.
Uh, not at this very
minute, of course.
Well, I'm just home on leave.
I'll have to go back tomorrow.
Or Father will be furious.
I don't suppose you
thought of writing a letter.
Oh, she's all right
with the letters.
It's putting them together to
make words, that's the problem.
Ha...ha.
I do love women in
uniform, don't you?
Well, I'm not
wearing it tonight.
Oh, really? Ha-ha-ha.
We thought we might
go out this evening.
Oh.
Well, you're invited too, of course.
Of course.
Except that I do have
a family to look after.
Uh huh ha.
Hey, you're supposed to
say when can I see them?
Well, I would if this
brute would let go of me.
Can I see your family, please?
Yes.
Well, actually, neither can I.
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