Flambards (1979–…): Season 1, Episode 13 - The Inheritance - full transcript
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Send him on
Send him on.
Head up, Tizzy, up.
Nice to see Mark taking
such an interest in Tizzy.
Yes.
Is he a good teacher?
Terrible.
I mean, at teaching
people to ride horses.
So do I.
Go on.
Dick's by far the
better teacher.
Really?
Hmm.
I mean at teaching
people how to ride horses.
I know exactly what you mean.
That's right.
We use your strength, Tizzy.
Come on. What do you
think muscles are for, lad?
I think it's time I was
packing suitcases.
I brought far too many things.
You always did.
Was it worth it?
For me?
I bet Mark thought you looked
very beautiful in that last night.
Ah, well, I'm a
good teacher, too.
Horses?
Oh, no, not
horses...smelly things.
Have a safe journey.
And drive (?)
Not much point in waving
when she can't see you.
Oh, don't be so practical.
It's silly.
I'm allowed to be silly.
I've noticed.
Are we going to quarrel?
Sorry, I haven't got time.
Tizzy?
Yes, Uncle Mark.
How would you like to ride
Pheasant this afternoon?
I don't think so.
Well, of course you would.
I'm going riding.
Is Dorothy on her
way then, is she?
Yes.
She's a bonny lass.
And she knows it.
In the nicest possible
way, of course.
Yes.
I think Mr Mark's quite
taken a fancy to her.
Don't you think so, Miss?
Whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa.
What's happened?
Where's young Tizzy?
He went out on Pheasant, and
she's come back on her own.
What?...Why didn't you stop him? He's
not strong enough to ride Pheasant.
Well, I know that. But Master
Mark said to me that I was...
Mark! Put my side saddle on her.
Right...Come on...Good.
Here.
You ought to be
certified and locked up.
Really?
What's the matter?
Tizzy.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Whoa.
Tizzy!
Walk on.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Where are you,
your stupid child?
Come on. Come on, lad.
Whoa there.
Dick.
Dick?
What's the matter?
Mark sent Tizzy out
riding on Pheasant
and she's thrown him
somewhere, and we can't find him.
It's the sort of damn fool thing
he would do. Where is Mark?
He's looking for
him in the woods.
Well, don't worry, my
love. We'll find him.
You carry on. I'll follow you.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
I'll go and look
up by the folly.
Tizzy!
Tizzy, where are you?
Where are you, son?
Now, don't you think we
should send for the doctor?
No one's ill.
Well, just in case.
Well, won't you go the whole hog,
then? Send for the undertaker as well.
Oh, what an awful thing to say.
Or the fire brigade.
Or perhaps we could all just get on
with our jobs until we know whether
anything's happened.
Tizzy!
Oh,
What did you do with him?
Tizzy!
Tizzy?
Go on.
Wait.
Christina?
He's over here.
Christina.
Christina, he's over here.
Is he all right?
I think so.
He's taking a nasty
bash on his head.
I fell off.
My head hurts.
Don't worry, boy, we
all fall off sometimes.
I think we need a doctor.
Mark!
Come on, my lad.
Come on. On you go.
Good girl.
Mark, over here.
We need a good brave horseman
to ride into the village
and get the doctor.
Right
Come on, Lad.
You can get the doctor to check one
or two other heads while he's about it.
Come on, boy.
Let's get you home.
Just like old times.
Sorry?
Looking at Russells when
they've fallen off horses.
Just a spot of concussion, Mary.
Plenty of sleep,
and he'll be all right.
I had far worse here in Flambards.
Broken noses, broken legs,
And worse.
Considering they are
such good horsemen,
they do seem to
fall off a great deal.
I know.
Ah...How is he, Doctor?
Spot of concussion?
Yes, that's about
it. He'll be all right.
Good.
I wonder if you could do
me a small favour, Doctor?
Yes.
Could you post that for me in the
village? It's taken me all day to write.
I don't think I've got the
strength to post it as well.
Thank you very much,
Doctor. Mary will show you out.
- Goodnight
- Goodnight
Go on then.
Go on what?
The lecture.
The official reprimand.
The court martial.
I'll be shot at dawn.
Don't you want to
know how your son is?
Let me make an
intelligent guess.
He's had a bang on the head
And he'll be as right as rain
after a good night's sleep.
Might have been more serious.
He might have been badly injured.
He might even have been dead.
Not interested in might
have beens, Christina.
This last couple of years in the war,
I might have been dead lots of times
Or other times, I might have been
a hero and won the Victoria Cross.
Or I might have got a different
answer and been your husband.
Sorry, I don't think about all that.
I think about what is.
You're just like your father.
It can happen
Sitting there staring
into the fire drinking and...
And what?
Waiting for the
hunting season to begin.
Correct.
Also...
thinking about Flambards.
I mean, here I am.
The Lord and Master.
And here you are.
And what am I?
A house guest.
Is that all?
In legal terms...Yes.
I put my money into this
house and into this farm.
I helped bring this
place alive again.
You and your peasant farmer?
You're talking about Dick?
I suppose I am.
Well, he says
he's going to leave.
Shouldn't think he relishes the
idea of working for me very much.
If you've got
something to say, say it.
I want to know what your
intentions are, Christina?
Now, I know the easy solution is for me
to go off to the war and get myself killed,
And you can all go on as before.
But I don't intend getting killed.
Not if I can possibly avoid it.
I don't want you to get killed.
Oh, good, good.
So
I stay alive.
Come back here, when the war's
over with the lady of my choice.
Dorothy?
That's my business.
Are you staying here or are
you going off with your peasant?
I love Flambards.
You love Dick as
well, don't you?
That's my business.
Well, I'm giving you notice.
If I'm running Flambards, I
run it my way. My father's way.
I've written to the lawyer.
He's coming down to tell
me how much I owe you.
I always settle my debts, Christina.
You mean since I said
I wouldn't marry you
You've been plotting to
get me out of this house?
Yes.
You sound like you hate me.
If I can't have you
I don't want you
here reminding me.
And that's not
hatred, Christina.
That's the opposite.
I see.
I'll leave as soon as it's convenient
and I'll take the children with me.
In your own time.
There's no hurry.
I think it should be soon.
Whatever you like.
Could I have a glass of water?
Tizzy.
What are you doing out of bed?
I couldn't get to sleep.
Back to bed.
Here you are.
Thank you.
What were you
saying to Uncle Mark?
Just silly grown up talk.
Aunt Chrissy?
Yes?
I don't want to leave here.
Come on
Time you're asleep.
I've got to pay the
men their wages.
Do you notice that...
Oh
Good.
Would you like a
cup of tea, Miss?
No, thank you, Mary.
Can I have a word?
Yeah, certainly.
Nobody ever wants
a word with me.
I don't blame him.
So I thought I'd better
tell you straight away.
Will you stay on at Flambards?
Not if Mr Mark's gonna run it.
I can't work for
him, you know that.
Where will you go?
London, maybe.
I don't know.
Just away.
What will you do if Mr Mark
makes you leave Flambards?
I don't know either.
London?
Buy a place in the country?
It's not a question of where.
It's a question of who with?
Yes, I do love you.
That's very bold of you.
I don't care. I'm not a servant...
I know.
And it's not just me.
There's the children.
It'll be three for
the price of one.
I'll support you all.
We'll support us all.
I don't want your
money, Christina.
We'll share everything.
No, we won't.
You're getting above yourself.
Above my proper station in life?
I'd have liked to have
been born an aristocrat.
You are an aristocrat.
I reckon I am.
Miss Christina...Miss Christina
There's a fire, Miss, in the stables.
Come on.
Get out, drive away from the fire.
Christina, ring the
bell for the fire brigade.
Mary...Mary, ring the fire bell.
This is no good, I
just as well piddle on it.
Well, let's get the horses out.
Yeah, right.
Harry!
Get the horses.
Grab (?)
Help...help
Tizzy!
Dick, Tizzy's in the loft.
Help...somebody come get me
Help me...help me
Don't worry, boy,
we'll be out in a minute.
Tizzy.
What were you doing up there?
You should have been in bed.
Thank you.
Oh, keep it.
How did it start?
I have no idea
I don't want to leave Flambards.
Neither do I, Tizzy.
Talk about it tomorrow.
I don't want to go away.
Tizzy?
Did you do it?
Tizzy.
Would you rather stay here
At Flambards with
your Uncle Mark?
Or would you
rather come with us?
I'll come with you and
Aunt Chrissy, please.
Well, let's just clear up a bit more
than go on and get some rest.
Well done.
(German)
Good.
Wait, I'll take old (?).
To the stable, oy.
Tizzy started it.
Did he?
He admits it.
No?
You know, I haven't
had so much fun for ages.
It isn't funny.
One of us could have been hurt.
The horses could
all have been burnt to death.
Oh, yes, now I
see your point, yes.
Oh, you're taking it
much too seriously.
It is serious.
Mark, we could
have lost everything.
But we didn't, did we?
You know, he's not a bad
chap, that peasant of yours.
Well, have you asked
Tizzy why he did it?
He doesn't want
to leave Flambards.
Well, perhaps he won't
have to...yet a while.
How do you mean?
This arrived this morning.
What is it?
It's a telegram instructing me to
report to the war office on Friday.
I think they're probably
going to promote me.
And then send me back to France.
What do you want me to say?
Congratulations?
Say what you like,
But, I don't want to
go back to France.
I want to stay here.
Same as Tizzy.
Setting the place alight
wouldn't help, would it?
Do you think he'd set fire to
France and the War Office for me?
I'd supply him with the
matches and the straw.
Oh, Mark.
I do wish you'd speak to him,
though. After all, he is your son.
You could at least make
sure he doesn't do it again.
Well, I'll give him a
good thrashing if you like.
That's no problem.
Why didn't just say so.
Mark.
It won't take long
Now, we often have to do
things that we'd rather not do.
Sometimes...
We have to go to places that we'd
Rather not go to.
And at other times
We have to do things that we find
Boring
Or dull
Or frightening.
But you still do them.
You grit your teeth
and behave like a man.
Do you understand what I mean?
Yes.
Good.
And you don't set fire to
people's places, do you?
No.
And especially not to stables.
And any time you find you have to
do something that you'd rather not do,
however frightening it
may be, you will do it.
Won't you?
Bend over that stool
like I showed you.
Stand up now, if you like.
Let that be a lesson to you.
You want to go riding now?
Please?
Go on, then.
- I'll beat you...I'll beat you.
- Not so fast...not so fast.
What's all that about?
I think it's about the Russell family.
He's a funny looking old boy.
That's the Amos Perkins.
Who's he?
He's a solicitor.
You're right, he's a
funny looking old boy.
Trouble.
Have a Scotch, Mr Perkins?
Not while I'm working.
As you wish.
Find I can't cope with facts
and figures without lubrication.
I have to warn you, they
are a little depressing.
What's this?
Balance sheet?
A balance sheet.
See? I know a balance
sheet when I see one.
It says so on top.
A terrible lot of it seems to
be written in red, Mr Perkins?
I'm afraid so.
And they're all
debts, presumably.
That's why they're in red.
Exactly.
I just thought they might have
changed the system, that's all.
I am afraid it's the
same system, Mr Russell.
Well, you explain it to me.
Your father left a great many debts: Wine
Merchants, Horse Dealers, Grain Merchants.
Well, they're all good causes.
He also raised a large
mortgage on the house.
Your only assets are the
farm and the farm buildings.
The house is in the hands
of a finance company.
I see.
Well, you have to admire a
father that leaves a mess like this.
What do you recommend I
do, Mr Perkins?
Your only chance of making money
out of this property is to work the land.
Be a farmer?
Me?
When the war's over, and
you're able to leave the army.
A farmer?
Miss Christina, has done a lot
to bring the place back to life.
Well, I've nothing against farmers.
I've nothing against Christina.
Just the thought of
having to work for a living.
You put your finger right on it.
I've never considered work as a way
of life. It's enough to drive one to drink.
Have you considered your
future at all, Mr Russell?
No.
I consider it as it comes.
A day at a time.
I must say, I quite
enjoy the army.
Not wildly enthusiastic about
Germans firing shells at me.
But the army
If I had to work.
Yes, I suppose I
could live with that.
Well, Mr Russell, if you
don't want to work your land,
the only sensible and
practical alternative is to sell.
What?
Sell Flambards?
It would just about
pay off the debts
And you'd have a
little capital in hand.
Or who on earth would
buy a wreck like Flambards?
I would.
You?
I'm a woman of substance,
and I'm a good farmer.
You bitch.
If you're not prepared
to work for a living, I am.
Can she afford it, Mr Perkins?
Oh, yes, quite comfortably.
I...I'm not saying that I would
recommend it as a business proposition.
I'm not interested in
business propositions.
If you want time
to think about it.
Do what the hell you like.
It's still in the family.
Eventually, it'll
all go to Tizzy.
After all,
He is a Russell, isn't he?
Yes.
He's a Russell.
Every inch of Russell.
I really think I
must be growing up.
All the years I spent at Flambards
Everything always
seemed the same.
Sometimes it was raining and sometimes
it was snowing and sometimes it was misty.
But once a year, spring came round
and we knew nothing would change.
Change they do.
Change, they certainly do.
When your father dies,
you realise nothing's forever
Was different when my mother died.
I was young and it
seemed like a silly accident.
But Father
I suppose you realise that
it must be your turn next.
Maybe not for 50 years,
But one day.
Like poor old William
I wonder who invented
the phrase brotherly love.
Well, you seem to get
on better with cousins.
You've noticed.
He didn't have to
wait long for his turn.
Mind you, he got Christina
so he shouldn't really complain.
They tell you that in
the books you read.
If you're silly enough to
read books. I sometimes do.
You've got to do something in
the trenches between battles.
They say find the right girl
and everything will be all right.
And you find the girl and she
says she doesn't want you and
takes your house away from you.
That's what I mean.
Nothing stays the same.
Get on, Fowler.
Well, how do you
like driving my car?
I think I still prefer
hooves beneath me.
Damn it all, we didn't even get to
see that show. What was it called?
Oh, Choot in Charge.
I hear it's very good.
Yes,
I've seen it.
Oh,
I'd love to see
it again, though.
With you.
It's a very pleasant car.
I could easily get to
think of it as home.
You always travel with a
bottle of champagne?
Only when there's
something to celebrate.
But you couldn't have been
sure. What if I had said No?
Then I would have used
it to drown my sorrows.
Really?
Yes,
I would.
Really.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I must be mad.
Yes.
You must be.
Hello, anybody home?
Seriously, Mary.
My, you do look smart, Mr Mark.
Thank you, Mary. The
War office is promoting me.
I'm very pleased.
- Nice to see you again, Miss Dorothy.
- Thank you, Mary.
They're also issuing me
with a brand new fiancee.
Your fiancee?
Yes.
Miss Dorothy's agreed to marry
me, for my money, of course.
Oh, Mark.
What are you doing?
Kissing.
Kissing's silly.
Of course it isn't.
You said it was.
Ah.
Come in.
I believe there's been a lot of
rumour and gossip flying about.
I think I should clear
it up here and now.
I'm going to buy
Flambards from Mr Mark.
All the necessary
papers are being signed.
We'll continue to work
with farm as before.
Uh, but better.
And work hard to make Flambards
the sort of place it should be.
And that's all really.
You're supposed to say, "Are
there any other questions?"
Oh, am I?...Um...
That's what officers
say in the army.
It ain't wise to ask
officers questions.
Oh, we are not officers.
So ask away.
Ah...right.
You ask her.
Well, I'm not going to.
You ask her.
I'm not
No, me.
I wish somebody
would ask whatever it is
(German)
Jawohl.
Ah
What was that all about?
He asked if there was
going to be a wedding.
Apart from Mr Marks?
And I said, yes, there is.
Well,
I'm sure we're all very
happy for you both.
So are we.
And for Flambards.
Well, I...uh...I expect we'd
better be getting back to work.
Oh
I was enjoying talking,
Ah-ha...There she blows.
There we go.
Christina?
Dorothy.
- Dick.
- Thank you.
Ev...voila.
To all the happy couples.
Cheers.
Was he very romantic
when you proposed to you?
That's my secret.
Ah.
You know, I made an interesting
discovery about Dorothy.
Really?
She's even richer
than you are, Christina.
She must be very rich.
She owns a hotel in Northamptonshire,
17th Century Inn on Wattling Street.
Your very own public house?
Our very own hotel. Father
bought it years ago as an investment.
So when Mark leaves the
army, we'll take it over and
Run it together.
You're going to work?
Well, I thought I might do a
spot of stocktaking in the cellar.
You're missing the point,
Christina. It's in Northamptonshire.
What about it?
I know.
Tell her
It's a very good
hunting country.
It's the Pytchley...
No, no, no. The Pytchley Hounds and the...
The Pytchley Hounds
and the Grafton Hunt.
Right on the doorstep. You see, he's
quite bright, considering.
Considering what?
Considering I'm a peasant.
Oh, you're not.
I'm working very hard
learning how to be a gentleman.
He's had a very good teacher.
Knives and forks always
work from the outside.
Never hit a lady
Unless you take
your cap off first.
Always back the
outsider in a field of three.
Hear, hear. Always hold a woman
by the waist and a bottle by the neck.
Ah...always a silver lining.
N'er cast a clout
until May is out.
Your turn.
Uh...don't spit
against the wind.
- Oh, that's dreadful.
- It's quite easy, really.
You know,
I could almost get
to like you, Dick.
I was just thinking
the same thing myself.
Cousin in-law
Is there such a thing
as a cousin in-law?
You might find something
about it in King's regulations.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Cousin in-laws...Oh,
I'm sorry, my darling.
There we go.
You know
Have you considered what
you're taking on with me?
Yes.
Have you considered
what you're taking on?
No, but I'm dying to find out.
Shh...listen.
I think there's going
to be an air raid.
Oh, well, they won't
bomb Flambards.
There's always the first time.
They're only trying
to spoil the party.
Let's forget the blasted war for the
evening. Let's have another bottle.
Whaddya say?
Yes, open it.
Whoa.
Oh, here we go. This is
another of those vintage years.
Goodbye, Mary.
Fowler.
Bye, Mary.
Bye, Mr. Mark.
Bye, Fowler.
Bye, Dick.
Keep your head down.
I'll start her for you.
Thank you.
You ready?
You switched on?
Yes.
All right. Try again.
Look after Flambards, Christina.
We will.
I'm sure you'll do a
better job than we did.
Cherrio.
Lovely old morning, Dick.
Certainly is.
For a Tuesday.
Good morning, Fowler.
Morning, Miss.
Stay.
How is my beautiful
Pheasant this morning?
Oh, she's full of herself, Miss.
Oh.
Well, help the little
lady up, then, Dick.
Whoa.
I'll have it.
Right.
Should we check the fences, then?
Yes, that's a good idea.
Carry on then, Fowler.
Hidey-ho, Master Richard.
Ja, is good.
(German)
Morning, Whilhelm.
Ah, guten morgen.
(German)
Good.
(German)
He says he's got to get
this field finished by today.
Oh.
(German)
What did he say, then?
He said we both look very happy.
I remember something my dad once
said to me. You never knew my dad?
No, I wish I had.
He said you'll be on the land all
your life, unless you marry a rich widow.
Well, I'm gonna
marry a rich widow.
Yes.
I said he was daft.
No, it isn't daft.
It's funny when you say it.
I want to know all
about your family.
Your mum
And your dad.
I've got a lot to catch up on.
My father
He was a keen
churchgoer. Not like me.
He believed the meek
would inherit the Earth.
But he never did.
You never believed
it and you have.
Still doesn't make
sense, though, does it?
How do you mean?
The earth?
Have you ever
looked at the Earth?
Yes.
Lots of times.
Go on.
Trees and streams.
Rabbits, Skylarks.
It can't belong to anybody.
It doesn't make sense.
That sounds like
a poacher talking.
But it's true.
I mean, how can anyone
say this is my stream?
And these are my
fish swimming in it.
But I will look after
your land for you.
We peasants have been looking
after the land for hundreds of years.
I'll just carry on as before.
You know, William would have
said you were a secret radical.
How can you expect a humble peasant
like me to understand what radical means?
You don't mind if I talk
about William sometimes?
No.
Why should I mind that?
That's the German bomber
that came down the other night.
Yeah.
All the fellas were killed.
Yes, I know.
I'll get the lads
to tidy that up.
When I was a little boy,
My mum and dad used to have
one of those houses on the wall.
A little man came out
when it was raining.
A little woman came out
when the sun was shining.
I've been waiting all these
years for you to tell me that.
No, but the point is, it always
looked a little bit to me like Flambards.
Oh, it's a nice house.
Yes.
I like the little woman who
comes out when the sun's shining.
She talks a lot, but...
I talk a lot? You never stop.
It's excitement. I've
inherited the earth.
Is it good?
Yes.
It's very good.
I think we deserve it.
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Send him on
Send him on.
Head up, Tizzy, up.
Nice to see Mark taking
such an interest in Tizzy.
Yes.
Is he a good teacher?
Terrible.
I mean, at teaching
people to ride horses.
So do I.
Go on.
Dick's by far the
better teacher.
Really?
Hmm.
I mean at teaching
people how to ride horses.
I know exactly what you mean.
That's right.
We use your strength, Tizzy.
Come on. What do you
think muscles are for, lad?
I think it's time I was
packing suitcases.
I brought far too many things.
You always did.
Was it worth it?
For me?
I bet Mark thought you looked
very beautiful in that last night.
Ah, well, I'm a
good teacher, too.
Horses?
Oh, no, not
horses...smelly things.
Have a safe journey.
And drive (?)
Not much point in waving
when she can't see you.
Oh, don't be so practical.
It's silly.
I'm allowed to be silly.
I've noticed.
Are we going to quarrel?
Sorry, I haven't got time.
Tizzy?
Yes, Uncle Mark.
How would you like to ride
Pheasant this afternoon?
I don't think so.
Well, of course you would.
I'm going riding.
Is Dorothy on her
way then, is she?
Yes.
She's a bonny lass.
And she knows it.
In the nicest possible
way, of course.
Yes.
I think Mr Mark's quite
taken a fancy to her.
Don't you think so, Miss?
Whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa.
What's happened?
Where's young Tizzy?
He went out on Pheasant, and
she's come back on her own.
What?...Why didn't you stop him? He's
not strong enough to ride Pheasant.
Well, I know that. But Master
Mark said to me that I was...
Mark! Put my side saddle on her.
Right...Come on...Good.
Here.
You ought to be
certified and locked up.
Really?
What's the matter?
Tizzy.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Whoa.
Tizzy!
Walk on.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
Where are you,
your stupid child?
Come on. Come on, lad.
Whoa there.
Dick.
Dick?
What's the matter?
Mark sent Tizzy out
riding on Pheasant
and she's thrown him
somewhere, and we can't find him.
It's the sort of damn fool thing
he would do. Where is Mark?
He's looking for
him in the woods.
Well, don't worry, my
love. We'll find him.
You carry on. I'll follow you.
Tizzy!
Tizzy!
I'll go and look
up by the folly.
Tizzy!
Tizzy, where are you?
Where are you, son?
Now, don't you think we
should send for the doctor?
No one's ill.
Well, just in case.
Well, won't you go the whole hog,
then? Send for the undertaker as well.
Oh, what an awful thing to say.
Or the fire brigade.
Or perhaps we could all just get on
with our jobs until we know whether
anything's happened.
Tizzy!
Oh,
What did you do with him?
Tizzy!
Tizzy?
Go on.
Wait.
Christina?
He's over here.
Christina.
Christina, he's over here.
Is he all right?
I think so.
He's taking a nasty
bash on his head.
I fell off.
My head hurts.
Don't worry, boy, we
all fall off sometimes.
I think we need a doctor.
Mark!
Come on, my lad.
Come on. On you go.
Good girl.
Mark, over here.
We need a good brave horseman
to ride into the village
and get the doctor.
Right
Come on, Lad.
You can get the doctor to check one
or two other heads while he's about it.
Come on, boy.
Let's get you home.
Just like old times.
Sorry?
Looking at Russells when
they've fallen off horses.
Just a spot of concussion, Mary.
Plenty of sleep,
and he'll be all right.
I had far worse here in Flambards.
Broken noses, broken legs,
And worse.
Considering they are
such good horsemen,
they do seem to
fall off a great deal.
I know.
Ah...How is he, Doctor?
Spot of concussion?
Yes, that's about
it. He'll be all right.
Good.
I wonder if you could do
me a small favour, Doctor?
Yes.
Could you post that for me in the
village? It's taken me all day to write.
I don't think I've got the
strength to post it as well.
Thank you very much,
Doctor. Mary will show you out.
- Goodnight
- Goodnight
Go on then.
Go on what?
The lecture.
The official reprimand.
The court martial.
I'll be shot at dawn.
Don't you want to
know how your son is?
Let me make an
intelligent guess.
He's had a bang on the head
And he'll be as right as rain
after a good night's sleep.
Might have been more serious.
He might have been badly injured.
He might even have been dead.
Not interested in might
have beens, Christina.
This last couple of years in the war,
I might have been dead lots of times
Or other times, I might have been
a hero and won the Victoria Cross.
Or I might have got a different
answer and been your husband.
Sorry, I don't think about all that.
I think about what is.
You're just like your father.
It can happen
Sitting there staring
into the fire drinking and...
And what?
Waiting for the
hunting season to begin.
Correct.
Also...
thinking about Flambards.
I mean, here I am.
The Lord and Master.
And here you are.
And what am I?
A house guest.
Is that all?
In legal terms...Yes.
I put my money into this
house and into this farm.
I helped bring this
place alive again.
You and your peasant farmer?
You're talking about Dick?
I suppose I am.
Well, he says
he's going to leave.
Shouldn't think he relishes the
idea of working for me very much.
If you've got
something to say, say it.
I want to know what your
intentions are, Christina?
Now, I know the easy solution is for me
to go off to the war and get myself killed,
And you can all go on as before.
But I don't intend getting killed.
Not if I can possibly avoid it.
I don't want you to get killed.
Oh, good, good.
So
I stay alive.
Come back here, when the war's
over with the lady of my choice.
Dorothy?
That's my business.
Are you staying here or are
you going off with your peasant?
I love Flambards.
You love Dick as
well, don't you?
That's my business.
Well, I'm giving you notice.
If I'm running Flambards, I
run it my way. My father's way.
I've written to the lawyer.
He's coming down to tell
me how much I owe you.
I always settle my debts, Christina.
You mean since I said
I wouldn't marry you
You've been plotting to
get me out of this house?
Yes.
You sound like you hate me.
If I can't have you
I don't want you
here reminding me.
And that's not
hatred, Christina.
That's the opposite.
I see.
I'll leave as soon as it's convenient
and I'll take the children with me.
In your own time.
There's no hurry.
I think it should be soon.
Whatever you like.
Could I have a glass of water?
Tizzy.
What are you doing out of bed?
I couldn't get to sleep.
Back to bed.
Here you are.
Thank you.
What were you
saying to Uncle Mark?
Just silly grown up talk.
Aunt Chrissy?
Yes?
I don't want to leave here.
Come on
Time you're asleep.
I've got to pay the
men their wages.
Do you notice that...
Oh
Good.
Would you like a
cup of tea, Miss?
No, thank you, Mary.
Can I have a word?
Yeah, certainly.
Nobody ever wants
a word with me.
I don't blame him.
So I thought I'd better
tell you straight away.
Will you stay on at Flambards?
Not if Mr Mark's gonna run it.
I can't work for
him, you know that.
Where will you go?
London, maybe.
I don't know.
Just away.
What will you do if Mr Mark
makes you leave Flambards?
I don't know either.
London?
Buy a place in the country?
It's not a question of where.
It's a question of who with?
Yes, I do love you.
That's very bold of you.
I don't care. I'm not a servant...
I know.
And it's not just me.
There's the children.
It'll be three for
the price of one.
I'll support you all.
We'll support us all.
I don't want your
money, Christina.
We'll share everything.
No, we won't.
You're getting above yourself.
Above my proper station in life?
I'd have liked to have
been born an aristocrat.
You are an aristocrat.
I reckon I am.
Miss Christina...Miss Christina
There's a fire, Miss, in the stables.
Come on.
Get out, drive away from the fire.
Christina, ring the
bell for the fire brigade.
Mary...Mary, ring the fire bell.
This is no good, I
just as well piddle on it.
Well, let's get the horses out.
Yeah, right.
Harry!
Get the horses.
Grab (?)
Help...help
Tizzy!
Dick, Tizzy's in the loft.
Help...somebody come get me
Help me...help me
Don't worry, boy,
we'll be out in a minute.
Tizzy.
What were you doing up there?
You should have been in bed.
Thank you.
Oh, keep it.
How did it start?
I have no idea
I don't want to leave Flambards.
Neither do I, Tizzy.
Talk about it tomorrow.
I don't want to go away.
Tizzy?
Did you do it?
Tizzy.
Would you rather stay here
At Flambards with
your Uncle Mark?
Or would you
rather come with us?
I'll come with you and
Aunt Chrissy, please.
Well, let's just clear up a bit more
than go on and get some rest.
Well done.
(German)
Good.
Wait, I'll take old (?).
To the stable, oy.
Tizzy started it.
Did he?
He admits it.
No?
You know, I haven't
had so much fun for ages.
It isn't funny.
One of us could have been hurt.
The horses could
all have been burnt to death.
Oh, yes, now I
see your point, yes.
Oh, you're taking it
much too seriously.
It is serious.
Mark, we could
have lost everything.
But we didn't, did we?
You know, he's not a bad
chap, that peasant of yours.
Well, have you asked
Tizzy why he did it?
He doesn't want
to leave Flambards.
Well, perhaps he won't
have to...yet a while.
How do you mean?
This arrived this morning.
What is it?
It's a telegram instructing me to
report to the war office on Friday.
I think they're probably
going to promote me.
And then send me back to France.
What do you want me to say?
Congratulations?
Say what you like,
But, I don't want to
go back to France.
I want to stay here.
Same as Tizzy.
Setting the place alight
wouldn't help, would it?
Do you think he'd set fire to
France and the War Office for me?
I'd supply him with the
matches and the straw.
Oh, Mark.
I do wish you'd speak to him,
though. After all, he is your son.
You could at least make
sure he doesn't do it again.
Well, I'll give him a
good thrashing if you like.
That's no problem.
Why didn't just say so.
Mark.
It won't take long
Now, we often have to do
things that we'd rather not do.
Sometimes...
We have to go to places that we'd
Rather not go to.
And at other times
We have to do things that we find
Boring
Or dull
Or frightening.
But you still do them.
You grit your teeth
and behave like a man.
Do you understand what I mean?
Yes.
Good.
And you don't set fire to
people's places, do you?
No.
And especially not to stables.
And any time you find you have to
do something that you'd rather not do,
however frightening it
may be, you will do it.
Won't you?
Bend over that stool
like I showed you.
Stand up now, if you like.
Let that be a lesson to you.
You want to go riding now?
Please?
Go on, then.
- I'll beat you...I'll beat you.
- Not so fast...not so fast.
What's all that about?
I think it's about the Russell family.
He's a funny looking old boy.
That's the Amos Perkins.
Who's he?
He's a solicitor.
You're right, he's a
funny looking old boy.
Trouble.
Have a Scotch, Mr Perkins?
Not while I'm working.
As you wish.
Find I can't cope with facts
and figures without lubrication.
I have to warn you, they
are a little depressing.
What's this?
Balance sheet?
A balance sheet.
See? I know a balance
sheet when I see one.
It says so on top.
A terrible lot of it seems to
be written in red, Mr Perkins?
I'm afraid so.
And they're all
debts, presumably.
That's why they're in red.
Exactly.
I just thought they might have
changed the system, that's all.
I am afraid it's the
same system, Mr Russell.
Well, you explain it to me.
Your father left a great many debts: Wine
Merchants, Horse Dealers, Grain Merchants.
Well, they're all good causes.
He also raised a large
mortgage on the house.
Your only assets are the
farm and the farm buildings.
The house is in the hands
of a finance company.
I see.
Well, you have to admire a
father that leaves a mess like this.
What do you recommend I
do, Mr Perkins?
Your only chance of making money
out of this property is to work the land.
Be a farmer?
Me?
When the war's over, and
you're able to leave the army.
A farmer?
Miss Christina, has done a lot
to bring the place back to life.
Well, I've nothing against farmers.
I've nothing against Christina.
Just the thought of
having to work for a living.
You put your finger right on it.
I've never considered work as a way
of life. It's enough to drive one to drink.
Have you considered your
future at all, Mr Russell?
No.
I consider it as it comes.
A day at a time.
I must say, I quite
enjoy the army.
Not wildly enthusiastic about
Germans firing shells at me.
But the army
If I had to work.
Yes, I suppose I
could live with that.
Well, Mr Russell, if you
don't want to work your land,
the only sensible and
practical alternative is to sell.
What?
Sell Flambards?
It would just about
pay off the debts
And you'd have a
little capital in hand.
Or who on earth would
buy a wreck like Flambards?
I would.
You?
I'm a woman of substance,
and I'm a good farmer.
You bitch.
If you're not prepared
to work for a living, I am.
Can she afford it, Mr Perkins?
Oh, yes, quite comfortably.
I...I'm not saying that I would
recommend it as a business proposition.
I'm not interested in
business propositions.
If you want time
to think about it.
Do what the hell you like.
It's still in the family.
Eventually, it'll
all go to Tizzy.
After all,
He is a Russell, isn't he?
Yes.
He's a Russell.
Every inch of Russell.
I really think I
must be growing up.
All the years I spent at Flambards
Everything always
seemed the same.
Sometimes it was raining and sometimes
it was snowing and sometimes it was misty.
But once a year, spring came round
and we knew nothing would change.
Change they do.
Change, they certainly do.
When your father dies,
you realise nothing's forever
Was different when my mother died.
I was young and it
seemed like a silly accident.
But Father
I suppose you realise that
it must be your turn next.
Maybe not for 50 years,
But one day.
Like poor old William
I wonder who invented
the phrase brotherly love.
Well, you seem to get
on better with cousins.
You've noticed.
He didn't have to
wait long for his turn.
Mind you, he got Christina
so he shouldn't really complain.
They tell you that in
the books you read.
If you're silly enough to
read books. I sometimes do.
You've got to do something in
the trenches between battles.
They say find the right girl
and everything will be all right.
And you find the girl and she
says she doesn't want you and
takes your house away from you.
That's what I mean.
Nothing stays the same.
Get on, Fowler.
Well, how do you
like driving my car?
I think I still prefer
hooves beneath me.
Damn it all, we didn't even get to
see that show. What was it called?
Oh, Choot in Charge.
I hear it's very good.
Yes,
I've seen it.
Oh,
I'd love to see
it again, though.
With you.
It's a very pleasant car.
I could easily get to
think of it as home.
You always travel with a
bottle of champagne?
Only when there's
something to celebrate.
But you couldn't have been
sure. What if I had said No?
Then I would have used
it to drown my sorrows.
Really?
Yes,
I would.
Really.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I must be mad.
Yes.
You must be.
Hello, anybody home?
Seriously, Mary.
My, you do look smart, Mr Mark.
Thank you, Mary. The
War office is promoting me.
I'm very pleased.
- Nice to see you again, Miss Dorothy.
- Thank you, Mary.
They're also issuing me
with a brand new fiancee.
Your fiancee?
Yes.
Miss Dorothy's agreed to marry
me, for my money, of course.
Oh, Mark.
What are you doing?
Kissing.
Kissing's silly.
Of course it isn't.
You said it was.
Ah.
Come in.
I believe there's been a lot of
rumour and gossip flying about.
I think I should clear
it up here and now.
I'm going to buy
Flambards from Mr Mark.
All the necessary
papers are being signed.
We'll continue to work
with farm as before.
Uh, but better.
And work hard to make Flambards
the sort of place it should be.
And that's all really.
You're supposed to say, "Are
there any other questions?"
Oh, am I?...Um...
That's what officers
say in the army.
It ain't wise to ask
officers questions.
Oh, we are not officers.
So ask away.
Ah...right.
You ask her.
Well, I'm not going to.
You ask her.
I'm not
No, me.
I wish somebody
would ask whatever it is
(German)
Jawohl.
Ah
What was that all about?
He asked if there was
going to be a wedding.
Apart from Mr Marks?
And I said, yes, there is.
Well,
I'm sure we're all very
happy for you both.
So are we.
And for Flambards.
Well, I...uh...I expect we'd
better be getting back to work.
Oh
I was enjoying talking,
Ah-ha...There she blows.
There we go.
Christina?
Dorothy.
- Dick.
- Thank you.
Ev...voila.
To all the happy couples.
Cheers.
Was he very romantic
when you proposed to you?
That's my secret.
Ah.
You know, I made an interesting
discovery about Dorothy.
Really?
She's even richer
than you are, Christina.
She must be very rich.
She owns a hotel in Northamptonshire,
17th Century Inn on Wattling Street.
Your very own public house?
Our very own hotel. Father
bought it years ago as an investment.
So when Mark leaves the
army, we'll take it over and
Run it together.
You're going to work?
Well, I thought I might do a
spot of stocktaking in the cellar.
You're missing the point,
Christina. It's in Northamptonshire.
What about it?
I know.
Tell her
It's a very good
hunting country.
It's the Pytchley...
No, no, no. The Pytchley Hounds and the...
The Pytchley Hounds
and the Grafton Hunt.
Right on the doorstep. You see, he's
quite bright, considering.
Considering what?
Considering I'm a peasant.
Oh, you're not.
I'm working very hard
learning how to be a gentleman.
He's had a very good teacher.
Knives and forks always
work from the outside.
Never hit a lady
Unless you take
your cap off first.
Always back the
outsider in a field of three.
Hear, hear. Always hold a woman
by the waist and a bottle by the neck.
Ah...always a silver lining.
N'er cast a clout
until May is out.
Your turn.
Uh...don't spit
against the wind.
- Oh, that's dreadful.
- It's quite easy, really.
You know,
I could almost get
to like you, Dick.
I was just thinking
the same thing myself.
Cousin in-law
Is there such a thing
as a cousin in-law?
You might find something
about it in King's regulations.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Cousin in-laws...Oh,
I'm sorry, my darling.
There we go.
You know
Have you considered what
you're taking on with me?
Yes.
Have you considered
what you're taking on?
No, but I'm dying to find out.
Shh...listen.
I think there's going
to be an air raid.
Oh, well, they won't
bomb Flambards.
There's always the first time.
They're only trying
to spoil the party.
Let's forget the blasted war for the
evening. Let's have another bottle.
Whaddya say?
Yes, open it.
Whoa.
Oh, here we go. This is
another of those vintage years.
Goodbye, Mary.
Fowler.
Bye, Mary.
Bye, Mr. Mark.
Bye, Fowler.
Bye, Dick.
Keep your head down.
I'll start her for you.
Thank you.
You ready?
You switched on?
Yes.
All right. Try again.
Look after Flambards, Christina.
We will.
I'm sure you'll do a
better job than we did.
Cherrio.
Lovely old morning, Dick.
Certainly is.
For a Tuesday.
Good morning, Fowler.
Morning, Miss.
Stay.
How is my beautiful
Pheasant this morning?
Oh, she's full of herself, Miss.
Oh.
Well, help the little
lady up, then, Dick.
Whoa.
I'll have it.
Right.
Should we check the fences, then?
Yes, that's a good idea.
Carry on then, Fowler.
Hidey-ho, Master Richard.
Ja, is good.
(German)
Morning, Whilhelm.
Ah, guten morgen.
(German)
Good.
(German)
He says he's got to get
this field finished by today.
Oh.
(German)
What did he say, then?
He said we both look very happy.
I remember something my dad once
said to me. You never knew my dad?
No, I wish I had.
He said you'll be on the land all
your life, unless you marry a rich widow.
Well, I'm gonna
marry a rich widow.
Yes.
I said he was daft.
No, it isn't daft.
It's funny when you say it.
I want to know all
about your family.
Your mum
And your dad.
I've got a lot to catch up on.
My father
He was a keen
churchgoer. Not like me.
He believed the meek
would inherit the Earth.
But he never did.
You never believed
it and you have.
Still doesn't make
sense, though, does it?
How do you mean?
The earth?
Have you ever
looked at the Earth?
Yes.
Lots of times.
Go on.
Trees and streams.
Rabbits, Skylarks.
It can't belong to anybody.
It doesn't make sense.
That sounds like
a poacher talking.
But it's true.
I mean, how can anyone
say this is my stream?
And these are my
fish swimming in it.
But I will look after
your land for you.
We peasants have been looking
after the land for hundreds of years.
I'll just carry on as before.
You know, William would have
said you were a secret radical.
How can you expect a humble peasant
like me to understand what radical means?
You don't mind if I talk
about William sometimes?
No.
Why should I mind that?
That's the German bomber
that came down the other night.
Yeah.
All the fellas were killed.
Yes, I know.
I'll get the lads
to tidy that up.
When I was a little boy,
My mum and dad used to have
one of those houses on the wall.
A little man came out
when it was raining.
A little woman came out
when the sun was shining.
I've been waiting all these
years for you to tell me that.
No, but the point is, it always
looked a little bit to me like Flambards.
Oh, it's a nice house.
Yes.
I like the little woman who
comes out when the sun's shining.
She talks a lot, but...
I talk a lot? You never stop.
It's excitement. I've
inherited the earth.
Is it good?
Yes.
It's very good.
I think we deserve it.
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