Flambards (1979–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Edge of the Cloud - full transcript
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For as much as it hath pleased
Almighty God of his great mercy
to take unto himself the soul of
our dear brother, here departed.
We therefore commit his body to the ground.
Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
Ensure certain hope of the resurrection to
Eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Good afternoon.
Afternoon.
You're upside down.
No...you're upside down.
I'm normal.
You call this normal?
Yes.
It's the other people who are mad.
And...
it's contagious.
Do you mean it could
affect my bicycle?
No, I mean your bicycle could
damage the precious fabric of this
wreck of an aeroplane.
Sandy?
Yes?
William set off about two hours ago,
safe and sound.
Borrowed my car.
borrowed my suit,
my shiny black shoes and my black tie.
Was he...
Was he very upset?
Yes, very.
Tell me what happened, Joe
Well,
Mr. Dermot was determined
to have a test flight
The day you couldn't come.
He took Emma up himself?
He'd made these...modifications.
Had you got it right? It sounds
as if you got it all wrong.
The flight was fine.
It was the landing.
How did you know?
Flying's the
safest thing I know.
It's taking off and landing.
That's the dangerous bit
if you don't know what you're doing.
She always did bounce a bit
when she was landing.
Mr. Dermot can't have been
strapped in properly.
He was thrown out of the plane.
It was instantaneous.
It usually is.
Are you coming back to Mr. Dermot's?
Yes, I'll be along.
There's some papers and
things for you to look through...
In about an hour.
Something else I have to do first.
Well, let's sit here.
Anything you say.
That's funny.
Seems fairly ordinary to me.
If I said that to William,
he'd spend the next half hour telling me
how it's better to sit over there.
Now, I don't know why
you put up with him.
William?
Hmm.
On the other hand, I know exactly
why you put up with him.
I'm sure you're right.
But, as my mother would say:
True love is no reason to be subservient.
Your mother...you've never
mentioned her before.
I don't. She's away from
home a lot of the time.
Anywhere interesting?
Prison, mostly
Prison?
She's doing six months this time.
She's not a criminal.
She's a suffragette.
Six months seems an awfully long time.
What did she do?
Tried to set fire to the
Houses of Parliament.
She didn't do it very well,
but they, uh, resented it.
That's awful.
She was quite pleased.
So she got off very lightly compared
with Guy Fawkes.
I'm not sure it's worth
all that trouble.
Even if I had a vote, I
wouldn't know who to vote for.
It's not about voting.
That's just part of it.
She says it's about not being
subservient to men.
Women shouldn't be there just to
cook meals and clean
the house and run after their
husbands and children.
Hm.
Oh, that sounds better.
She hasn't cooked
me a meal for months.
Just a little note saying she's
gone off to get arrested.
Will you fetch me another cup of tea?
Yes.
Now wouldn't that be subservient?
I'll give you the money
And I'll say please.
I'm not sure whether
that's subservient or not.
We'll both go.
What would your mother
do about William?
Easy.
If she wanted him,
she'd tell him so.
And then she'd get him.
That sounds very easy
when you say it.
Well,
Just get on and do it.
You sit down,
I'll fetch the tea.
No. I'll get your tea...
Sit down.
I'm still subservient.
Good God.
What are you doing here?
Visiting my family.
You need a better
excuse than that.
Can I come in?
I shouldn't think so.
Well, perhaps as far as the hall while
you ask Father whether I can see him.
You want to see Father?
I don't want to.
I have to.
There's something I want to ask him.
I'll go on in,
and I'll leave the door open and
you can sneak in while my back's turned.
Father.
Father.
There's somebody to see you.
Whose...What?
Somebody to see you.
Who wants to see me?
William.
William?
I don't know anybody
called William.
My brother William.
Your son.
I don't have a
son called William.
I don't have a son called William!
Who's that, Mark?
Get him out of the house.
I don't want the place
littered up with strangers.
I want to ask...
Just get him out!
Don't follow him, Mark.
I'm just going to
make sure he goes.
Don't rush off, William.
I'm not rushing off.
It's just that since I left here,
I've got used to fresh air.
Look, when he calms down.
Give him this.
I'd rather have asked him to his face,
but I didn't really expect him to see me.
I'll pick a good moment.
How are things here?
Just the same.
And with you?
Very different.
Big improvement.
I see your friend,
Mr. Dermot, killed himself.
Oh, I see
You've been to the funeral.
Yes.
Well, if we've run out of
things to say, I might as well go.
How's Christina?
She's fine.
Good.
Is there an address for either of you?
Are you going to send me
a birthday card?
I shouldn't think so.
Can't even remember the date.
But I do have a brother called William
and a cousin called Christina.
And I would like to
know where they are.
So you shall.
What the devil are you
two doing out there?
Can't you see?
I'm being thrown out?
Get out, you swine.
Up.
Down.
Again.
That's perfect, Christina.
Have you finished?
The end of a good day's work.
And do I get paid?
I thought it was friendship.
Just this once.
When your William brings my car back,
I'll be able to go home.
What time did he say
he'd be back?
An hour ago.
Two and a half hours ago.
Do you think something's
happened to him?
Yes,
I think he's probably been delayed.
If that young engineering genius
ever turns up again,
tell him the warp wires
on the Bleriot
have to be fixed for
tomorrow morning.
We'll tell him, Mr Adams.
And when he's done the warp wires,
the skid needs looking at.
We'll tell him that as well, Mr Adams.
And after he's done that,
the rest of the night's his own.
Thanks very much, Mr Adams.
I'm sure he appreciates it.
Well, it's his own fault, if he will
go off enjoying himself.
Mind you lot, be back in good time tomorrow.
Hmm.
Sounds like a plane.
Can't be, they've all finished
for the day, haven't they?
Yeah.
It's a funny sound.
Doesn't sound like one of ours.
Look there!
It's a weird looking contraption.
What is it?
It's Emma.
Am I supposed to know
what you're talking about?
It's Emma, Mr. Dermot's plane.
It's like a sewing machine.
William, you all right?
Welcome home.
What precisely is it?
I told you,
it's Emma.
It's my inheritance.
This is what killed the old man, is it?
He was thrown out while landing.
It's a bit like landing a tennis ball.
If you go too slowly, it tends
to nose dive to the ground.
So you go fast
and it bounces along.
We were watching
Any more questions?
Yes.
How am I supposed to get home?
I'm not flying back in that
Joe's bringing your car over.
That's Mr Dermot's mechanic.
I'd like to fix him a job on the airfield.
He's brilliant.
Yes, well, when is he bringing my car back?
Well, I think he said tomorrow.
Oh, thank you.
Well, I thought one of the chaps on
the airfield would give you a lift home.
Besides, I wanted
to show you Emma.
All right.
You haven't told William
about the Bleriot.
What about the Bleriot?
As my big brother would say:
"Good God"
Some people aren't fit to fly aeroplanes.
I'll be up all night.
I'll help.
Don't be silly.
I don't have to be at the...
at work at the hotel until seven o'clock.
And I'm a good mechanic.
Ask Sandy.
She's a good mechanic.
If you're going to insist.
I'm going to insist.
Young Potter's giving me a
lift into Kingston.
I'll leave a message
at the hotel.
Good night.
Good night.
Won't they object
If you're out all night?
I expect so.
There, that's better.
Now where do we start?
You're upside down.
If you want to make a useful contribution,
pass me the spanner from the bench.
You have to tell me which spanner.
Uh, the third from the left.
When I say 'spanner', pass it to me.
Spanner.
Spanner!
I thought I did that perfectly.
Quite good.
When I was helping
Sandy this afternoon,
He said I was very good.
All right...You're very good.
Can you make tea?
Subservient.
Pardon?
Yes, I can make tea.
So much more to do?
Quite a lot.
I see.
Well, if you'd like to go home?
Certainly not.
I called in at Flambard's today.
Mark sends his love.
Did you see your father?
In a manner of speaking.
What do you mean by that?
It means I saw him,
but he didn't want to see me.
Oh, that's awful.
That was his last chance.
I won't give him another
Thank you for the tea.
What's my next job?
I'd like you to keep talking
for the next two or three hours.
You generally tell me
to keep quiet.
You've got to keep me awake.
I see.
Well,
I shall try to think of
something to say.
I'm sorry I stopped talking.
You were hammering at the
time. It didn't see much point.
Oh, it's all right.
You can start again
now if you'd like.
Thank you.
Now,
About your money situation.
You need 300 Guineas to pay for the
operation to have your leg treated.
But you don't have 300 Guineas.
That's a brilliant diagnosis.
Thank you.
It doesn't help, but it's still brilliant.
But you do have Emma.
Could sell her for a few hundred Pounds.
Five or 600?
Well, that's more than
enough to pay for the operation
and start building
a new aeroplane.
Try again.
Well,
on the other hand,
You could borrow the money from Sandy
and Dorothy. They've offered to help.
We'll do some more work on Emma.
Enter her for displays
and...competition flying
And win thousands of
Pounds and pay your debts.
And have the world at your feet.
Spanner.
Third on the left.
Second.
That's what I'm going to do.
Borrow the money and pay it back
from your winnings?
Yes.
Spanner?
Yes.
Yes, I'm sure that's the best thing to do.
Stand on your own two feet.
Use your talent to solve your problems.
It's better than being subservient.
You keep using that word.
Subservient?
Sandy told me about
it this afternoon.
Yesterday afternoon.
That's what women aren't supposed to be.
That's why his mother's in prison.
Well, not exactly.
That was for setting fire to the
Prime Minister and that sort of thing.
What are you talking about?
And I'm supposed to tell you...
Tell me what?
My intentions.
I finished it.
Good.
Let's let some fresh air
into the place.
Christina?
Look.
Now,
What was all that about your intentions?
Well,
What it means
is that if I love you,
I should tell you so
and not wait for you to say so first.
I see.
And do you?
Of course I do.
There.
I suppose that means
I'm emancipated.
I love you, Christina.
See?
We're both emancipated.
Good.
What next?
Well...
Well...
I have to be at work in an hour.
William?
Yes?
Do you really love me?
Yes.
Are you any good at mending punctures?
I think it's the fourth spanner
from the left.
Aunt Grace!
You must have got up early.
Oh, yes, I got up early.
I got up early because I was woken up
by a policeman knocking at the door.
Policeman?
Something awful happened?
You have been out all night.
Is that all?
So I came straight round here
to find out just what was going on.
There, I told you she'd be all right.
You are all right, aren't you?
Of course I'm all right.
I spend the night with William
helping and fix the Bleriot.
Fix the what?
The Bleriot.
It's an aeroplane.
Mr. Saunders,
when we agreed that Christina
should work here at the hotel,
it was clearly understood that she
should behave in a responsible manner.
Well...
And that you would
undertake to ensure that.
Aunt Grace.
May I call you Aunt Grace?
At this hour of the morning I can't be
bothered to argue about nicities.
I'm quite happy to accept
responsibility for Christina.
I shall carry out a
full investigation
into the reasons for her
being out all night.
And I shall take whatever disciplinary
action seems appropriate.
Dorothy, telephone for cab
to take Aunt Grace home.
Charge it to the hotel account.
Now, into the office.
And you'd better have
a good story, young lady.
Sit down.
Put a piece of paper
in the typewriter.
Now I want you to type what I say.
It is thoughtless and irresponsible
to stay out all night...
and I give a solemn undertaking
not to do it again
without due and adequate warning
to people in authority.
Am I supposed to sign it or something?
No.
I just want to see how your
typing's coming along.
Very good.
No spelling errors.
Nicely spaced.
Good.
That settles it, then.
What?
Your promotion.
Mrs. Carter leaves at the
end of the month, thank heaven.
It was her called in the police.
So we will need a new receptionist.
You mean I'm going to
be the new receptionist?
Yes.
That's your punishment.
It's not exactly punishment, is it?
Well...
Thank you, Mr Saunders.
Did you get the Bleriot restored
to its full glory?
We worked on it till 5:30 this morning.
And does William love you very much?
Thank you very much, Mr Ferguson.
I hope you have a pleasant trip
back to Scotland.
Excuse me.
Hello? Chase Private Hotel.
Ah...yes.
One single room for two nights
arriving on Friday.
If you can just confirm that in writing.
Bye.
Can you spare an hour to
come shopping with me?
Not even 20 minutes.
Well, Christina, how
about this afternoon?
This afternoon?
Well, just...
You're always
working these days.
It isn't work.
It's emancipation.
But, Christina, you can't spend every...
Ah...excuse me.
Christina.
Excuse me.
Hello? Chase Private Hotel.
William!
Will
Does it hurt very much?
Yes,
But not as much as it did.
The first time we met, I was in bed
with a fire guard over my leg.
And you said at least it won't catch fire.
Do you remember?
I don't remember saying that. That's awful.
I always forget awful things.
Why didn't you tell me you
were having the operation?
Well, I was frightened
I might change my mind
at the last minute.
The man told me it would be painful and...
You must always tell me when
you're frightened of anything.
As long as you do the same.
I'm not frightened of anything.
Except your father
I had a letter from him.
Oh, whatever for?
Not saying "Get Well Soon." He
wouldn't know anything about it.
Correct.
He wasn't saying "Get Well Soon."
I think "Never darken my doorstep again"
was the gist of it.
Do you like the flowers
I brought you?
They're lovely.
They're from the hotel lounge.
They've only been used once.
Do you still love me?
Yes.
Why did your father write to you?
Oh, just a little business matter.
Nothing very important.
- Willam...
- I don't want to talk about it.
It makes my leg hurt.
Can I help you, Sir?
Yes, and quickly.
Service is shocking in this place.
I'm sorry, Sir, but we've
been rather busy lately.
Are you allowed to come
around this side of the counter?
So that we can talk?
As head receptionist I can
give myself a permission.
Yes.
Good to see you again.
How's Flambards?
Still falling to bits.
And Uncle Russell?
The same.
I'll ring for some tea.
Did you really come all
this way just to see me?
No,
I had to come up to town on business.
Talk to a few bank managers.
Father wants to take
his overdraft elsewhere.
Is he really falling to bits?
Father?
Suddenly he's become an old man.
Even when he first had his accident
and was in his wheelchair,
he stayed young in a way.
Energetic,
always shouting at us and
bullying the servants, giving orders.
Now...
He still tries to bully us.
His heart's not in it.
Just eats
and drinks
Stares at the fire.
Big roaring fire,
even in the middle of summer
Started when you
and William left home.
It was his fault.
I know.
William wrote to father.
Did he?
I see
That explained it.
Explains what?
He said he'd received a letter from
his father and wouldn't say what was in it.
It was a reply.
William wrote to Father saying
he wanted to get married
And would he give his consent?
Married?
Oh,
Consent.
Didn't he tell you?
Not exactly.
No...he wouldn't.
Always keeps the interesting
things to himself.
The service really is
shocking around here.
What do you have to
do to get a cup of tea?
After six o'clock in the evening,
that's my job.
It's a waste of time ringing the bell.
Just tell me
I have my own personal
kettle in my office.
Power has gone to
your head, Christina.
Yes.
It's nice, isn't it?
I always enjoy it.
Come and get your tea.
Not yet. I wanna watch
this again. Come on, William,
Do it some more.
There...not a trace of a limp.
Oh, it's marvellous.
Amazing. Now come
and get your tea.
Can you run on it?
No. If I'm in a hurry, I
borrow Sandy's car.
Oh, thank you.
It ought to be a good leg...
the amount it cost.
Oh, will you come
and get your tea?
Let's walk briskly
towards the table.
Good idea.
Oh, yes.
You know, I think that knee
has gone your head, William.
Let's hope not.
That's a very serious operation.
Oh, sit down. The two of you.
Let's not talk about it anymore.
And what?
Oh, it makes a clicking sound.
Did you know?
What?
Shh.
-Sorry.
A clicking sound?
Can we listen?
Yes.
Let's all listen.
Shh-Shh-Shh.
I can't hear anything.
Neither can I.
I can.
It's very faint.
Do it again.
I can hear it.
I can't hear a thing.
I didn't say it was a loud noise.
It's not like the brigade of guards
on the march or anything like that.
You think for 300 Guineas in Harley Street
you'd get a noisier leg than that.
Naturally.
Mr. Adams.
See?
He can run.
Idiot, he should
have borrowed my car.
May I have a word with you?
I find it increasingly
hard to stop you.
I just want you to
know my leg's perfect.
Delighted to hear it.
I can fly the Bleriot now.
How splendid.
You can fly the Bleriot, now
There's a rumour going
around the airfield about
a special job for anybody
who can fly the Bleriot.
You haven't proved
you can fly the Bleriot.
All right, Mr Adams?
All right, Mr Russell.
That was really marvellous.
Oh, Really?
Come on, Dorothy.
Isn't it marvellous?
It just looks like a contraption to me.
I don't mean that.
I mean, I can fly it now.
It isn't really a contraption.
Isn't it?
Christina, my love?
How would you
like to go to France?
I'd love to, I've never been
anywhere like that before.
Good.
When do we go?
The first fine day that comes
along. Clear sky, not too much wind.
In an aeroplane?
How else?
Which one?
The contraption.
We have to take it to the Bleriot
factory and pick up a new one.
Bring the new one back here.
Fly across the channel?
In that?
They're paying me £50.
I still have to pay for the operation.
Whither thou goest.
♪ I will sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
no ballads of rose-garden ladies ♪
♪ Watering flowers in parallel rows ♪
♪ Instead let
me sing you a song of Christina ♪
♪ Who makes
her own music wherever she goes. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you no sonnets of
drawing-room ladies ♪
♪ Dipping dry biscuits in unsweetened tea ♪
♪ Instead, I'll
show you a girl who walks boldly ♪
♪ Tough as a diamond, laughing and free. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of
Christina, Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of
Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ You will not find her kissing
the hem of your garment. ♪
♪ However you beckon and call. ♪
♪ She'll more likely share
you red wine and rude stories ♪
♪ In the wee small hours after the ball. ♪
♪ I'll chant you no anthems
of sweet-smelling ladies ♪
♪ Uttering small talk
at vicarage teas ♪
♪ Instead I'll
sing of a smiling survivor ♪
♪ Who's been
through the wood and the trees. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ At Flambards. ♪
Is this France?
Yes.
It's even more exciting than I expected.
Why was the
engine making those funny noises?
I think it's an
oil leak somewhere.
You said don't worry.
I know.
I'll worry,
but there's no need for you to bother.
How long is it
going to take to fix?
Twelve hours,
perhaps, maybe more.
Twelve hours?
Well, where are we going to stay?
There's a hotel over there.
Have you finished?
Yes.
We set off for Mr Bleriot's factory first
thing in the morning
and swap it for a decent aeroplane.
I thought you said it was a good aeroplane?
It's a contraption,
But the pilot's brilliant.
I quite like writing notes.
Oh, but I don't like flying across the sea.
You'll get used to it.
The whole world will get used to it.
I told you about Mark coming to see me?
Yes.
He told me...
you wrote to your father.
Did he?
There's a note for you.
Thank you.
I thought you might prefer it in writing.
Here's a note for you.
Thank you.
Of course.
Supposing your father
doesn't give his consent?
I'll keep on asking him until he does
William?
Yes?
I know I've got it in writing,
but it isn't
legal and binding unless you sign it.
William?
Mhm-hmm?
Good God, look at that.
Moo
Go on, get out of here.
William?
(Yelling in French)
Get in, Christina.
I'm hurrying.
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you [Switch on?] [Switch on.]
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
I've never met French cows before.
(...?)
Subtitle © RPY 2023
For as much as it hath pleased
Almighty God of his great mercy
to take unto himself the soul of
our dear brother, here departed.
We therefore commit his body to the ground.
Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
Ensure certain hope of the resurrection to
Eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Good afternoon.
Afternoon.
You're upside down.
No...you're upside down.
I'm normal.
You call this normal?
Yes.
It's the other people who are mad.
And...
it's contagious.
Do you mean it could
affect my bicycle?
No, I mean your bicycle could
damage the precious fabric of this
wreck of an aeroplane.
Sandy?
Yes?
William set off about two hours ago,
safe and sound.
Borrowed my car.
borrowed my suit,
my shiny black shoes and my black tie.
Was he...
Was he very upset?
Yes, very.
Tell me what happened, Joe
Well,
Mr. Dermot was determined
to have a test flight
The day you couldn't come.
He took Emma up himself?
He'd made these...modifications.
Had you got it right? It sounds
as if you got it all wrong.
The flight was fine.
It was the landing.
How did you know?
Flying's the
safest thing I know.
It's taking off and landing.
That's the dangerous bit
if you don't know what you're doing.
She always did bounce a bit
when she was landing.
Mr. Dermot can't have been
strapped in properly.
He was thrown out of the plane.
It was instantaneous.
It usually is.
Are you coming back to Mr. Dermot's?
Yes, I'll be along.
There's some papers and
things for you to look through...
In about an hour.
Something else I have to do first.
Well, let's sit here.
Anything you say.
That's funny.
Seems fairly ordinary to me.
If I said that to William,
he'd spend the next half hour telling me
how it's better to sit over there.
Now, I don't know why
you put up with him.
William?
Hmm.
On the other hand, I know exactly
why you put up with him.
I'm sure you're right.
But, as my mother would say:
True love is no reason to be subservient.
Your mother...you've never
mentioned her before.
I don't. She's away from
home a lot of the time.
Anywhere interesting?
Prison, mostly
Prison?
She's doing six months this time.
She's not a criminal.
She's a suffragette.
Six months seems an awfully long time.
What did she do?
Tried to set fire to the
Houses of Parliament.
She didn't do it very well,
but they, uh, resented it.
That's awful.
She was quite pleased.
So she got off very lightly compared
with Guy Fawkes.
I'm not sure it's worth
all that trouble.
Even if I had a vote, I
wouldn't know who to vote for.
It's not about voting.
That's just part of it.
She says it's about not being
subservient to men.
Women shouldn't be there just to
cook meals and clean
the house and run after their
husbands and children.
Hm.
Oh, that sounds better.
She hasn't cooked
me a meal for months.
Just a little note saying she's
gone off to get arrested.
Will you fetch me another cup of tea?
Yes.
Now wouldn't that be subservient?
I'll give you the money
And I'll say please.
I'm not sure whether
that's subservient or not.
We'll both go.
What would your mother
do about William?
Easy.
If she wanted him,
she'd tell him so.
And then she'd get him.
That sounds very easy
when you say it.
Well,
Just get on and do it.
You sit down,
I'll fetch the tea.
No. I'll get your tea...
Sit down.
I'm still subservient.
Good God.
What are you doing here?
Visiting my family.
You need a better
excuse than that.
Can I come in?
I shouldn't think so.
Well, perhaps as far as the hall while
you ask Father whether I can see him.
You want to see Father?
I don't want to.
I have to.
There's something I want to ask him.
I'll go on in,
and I'll leave the door open and
you can sneak in while my back's turned.
Father.
Father.
There's somebody to see you.
Whose...What?
Somebody to see you.
Who wants to see me?
William.
William?
I don't know anybody
called William.
My brother William.
Your son.
I don't have a
son called William.
I don't have a son called William!
Who's that, Mark?
Get him out of the house.
I don't want the place
littered up with strangers.
I want to ask...
Just get him out!
Don't follow him, Mark.
I'm just going to
make sure he goes.
Don't rush off, William.
I'm not rushing off.
It's just that since I left here,
I've got used to fresh air.
Look, when he calms down.
Give him this.
I'd rather have asked him to his face,
but I didn't really expect him to see me.
I'll pick a good moment.
How are things here?
Just the same.
And with you?
Very different.
Big improvement.
I see your friend,
Mr. Dermot, killed himself.
Oh, I see
You've been to the funeral.
Yes.
Well, if we've run out of
things to say, I might as well go.
How's Christina?
She's fine.
Good.
Is there an address for either of you?
Are you going to send me
a birthday card?
I shouldn't think so.
Can't even remember the date.
But I do have a brother called William
and a cousin called Christina.
And I would like to
know where they are.
So you shall.
What the devil are you
two doing out there?
Can't you see?
I'm being thrown out?
Get out, you swine.
Up.
Down.
Again.
That's perfect, Christina.
Have you finished?
The end of a good day's work.
And do I get paid?
I thought it was friendship.
Just this once.
When your William brings my car back,
I'll be able to go home.
What time did he say
he'd be back?
An hour ago.
Two and a half hours ago.
Do you think something's
happened to him?
Yes,
I think he's probably been delayed.
If that young engineering genius
ever turns up again,
tell him the warp wires
on the Bleriot
have to be fixed for
tomorrow morning.
We'll tell him, Mr Adams.
And when he's done the warp wires,
the skid needs looking at.
We'll tell him that as well, Mr Adams.
And after he's done that,
the rest of the night's his own.
Thanks very much, Mr Adams.
I'm sure he appreciates it.
Well, it's his own fault, if he will
go off enjoying himself.
Mind you lot, be back in good time tomorrow.
Hmm.
Sounds like a plane.
Can't be, they've all finished
for the day, haven't they?
Yeah.
It's a funny sound.
Doesn't sound like one of ours.
Look there!
It's a weird looking contraption.
What is it?
It's Emma.
Am I supposed to know
what you're talking about?
It's Emma, Mr. Dermot's plane.
It's like a sewing machine.
William, you all right?
Welcome home.
What precisely is it?
I told you,
it's Emma.
It's my inheritance.
This is what killed the old man, is it?
He was thrown out while landing.
It's a bit like landing a tennis ball.
If you go too slowly, it tends
to nose dive to the ground.
So you go fast
and it bounces along.
We were watching
Any more questions?
Yes.
How am I supposed to get home?
I'm not flying back in that
Joe's bringing your car over.
That's Mr Dermot's mechanic.
I'd like to fix him a job on the airfield.
He's brilliant.
Yes, well, when is he bringing my car back?
Well, I think he said tomorrow.
Oh, thank you.
Well, I thought one of the chaps on
the airfield would give you a lift home.
Besides, I wanted
to show you Emma.
All right.
You haven't told William
about the Bleriot.
What about the Bleriot?
As my big brother would say:
"Good God"
Some people aren't fit to fly aeroplanes.
I'll be up all night.
I'll help.
Don't be silly.
I don't have to be at the...
at work at the hotel until seven o'clock.
And I'm a good mechanic.
Ask Sandy.
She's a good mechanic.
If you're going to insist.
I'm going to insist.
Young Potter's giving me a
lift into Kingston.
I'll leave a message
at the hotel.
Good night.
Good night.
Won't they object
If you're out all night?
I expect so.
There, that's better.
Now where do we start?
You're upside down.
If you want to make a useful contribution,
pass me the spanner from the bench.
You have to tell me which spanner.
Uh, the third from the left.
When I say 'spanner', pass it to me.
Spanner.
Spanner!
I thought I did that perfectly.
Quite good.
When I was helping
Sandy this afternoon,
He said I was very good.
All right...You're very good.
Can you make tea?
Subservient.
Pardon?
Yes, I can make tea.
So much more to do?
Quite a lot.
I see.
Well, if you'd like to go home?
Certainly not.
I called in at Flambard's today.
Mark sends his love.
Did you see your father?
In a manner of speaking.
What do you mean by that?
It means I saw him,
but he didn't want to see me.
Oh, that's awful.
That was his last chance.
I won't give him another
Thank you for the tea.
What's my next job?
I'd like you to keep talking
for the next two or three hours.
You generally tell me
to keep quiet.
You've got to keep me awake.
I see.
Well,
I shall try to think of
something to say.
I'm sorry I stopped talking.
You were hammering at the
time. It didn't see much point.
Oh, it's all right.
You can start again
now if you'd like.
Thank you.
Now,
About your money situation.
You need 300 Guineas to pay for the
operation to have your leg treated.
But you don't have 300 Guineas.
That's a brilliant diagnosis.
Thank you.
It doesn't help, but it's still brilliant.
But you do have Emma.
Could sell her for a few hundred Pounds.
Five or 600?
Well, that's more than
enough to pay for the operation
and start building
a new aeroplane.
Try again.
Well,
on the other hand,
You could borrow the money from Sandy
and Dorothy. They've offered to help.
We'll do some more work on Emma.
Enter her for displays
and...competition flying
And win thousands of
Pounds and pay your debts.
And have the world at your feet.
Spanner.
Third on the left.
Second.
That's what I'm going to do.
Borrow the money and pay it back
from your winnings?
Yes.
Spanner?
Yes.
Yes, I'm sure that's the best thing to do.
Stand on your own two feet.
Use your talent to solve your problems.
It's better than being subservient.
You keep using that word.
Subservient?
Sandy told me about
it this afternoon.
Yesterday afternoon.
That's what women aren't supposed to be.
That's why his mother's in prison.
Well, not exactly.
That was for setting fire to the
Prime Minister and that sort of thing.
What are you talking about?
And I'm supposed to tell you...
Tell me what?
My intentions.
I finished it.
Good.
Let's let some fresh air
into the place.
Christina?
Look.
Now,
What was all that about your intentions?
Well,
What it means
is that if I love you,
I should tell you so
and not wait for you to say so first.
I see.
And do you?
Of course I do.
There.
I suppose that means
I'm emancipated.
I love you, Christina.
See?
We're both emancipated.
Good.
What next?
Well...
Well...
I have to be at work in an hour.
William?
Yes?
Do you really love me?
Yes.
Are you any good at mending punctures?
I think it's the fourth spanner
from the left.
Aunt Grace!
You must have got up early.
Oh, yes, I got up early.
I got up early because I was woken up
by a policeman knocking at the door.
Policeman?
Something awful happened?
You have been out all night.
Is that all?
So I came straight round here
to find out just what was going on.
There, I told you she'd be all right.
You are all right, aren't you?
Of course I'm all right.
I spend the night with William
helping and fix the Bleriot.
Fix the what?
The Bleriot.
It's an aeroplane.
Mr. Saunders,
when we agreed that Christina
should work here at the hotel,
it was clearly understood that she
should behave in a responsible manner.
Well...
And that you would
undertake to ensure that.
Aunt Grace.
May I call you Aunt Grace?
At this hour of the morning I can't be
bothered to argue about nicities.
I'm quite happy to accept
responsibility for Christina.
I shall carry out a
full investigation
into the reasons for her
being out all night.
And I shall take whatever disciplinary
action seems appropriate.
Dorothy, telephone for cab
to take Aunt Grace home.
Charge it to the hotel account.
Now, into the office.
And you'd better have
a good story, young lady.
Sit down.
Put a piece of paper
in the typewriter.
Now I want you to type what I say.
It is thoughtless and irresponsible
to stay out all night...
and I give a solemn undertaking
not to do it again
without due and adequate warning
to people in authority.
Am I supposed to sign it or something?
No.
I just want to see how your
typing's coming along.
Very good.
No spelling errors.
Nicely spaced.
Good.
That settles it, then.
What?
Your promotion.
Mrs. Carter leaves at the
end of the month, thank heaven.
It was her called in the police.
So we will need a new receptionist.
You mean I'm going to
be the new receptionist?
Yes.
That's your punishment.
It's not exactly punishment, is it?
Well...
Thank you, Mr Saunders.
Did you get the Bleriot restored
to its full glory?
We worked on it till 5:30 this morning.
And does William love you very much?
Thank you very much, Mr Ferguson.
I hope you have a pleasant trip
back to Scotland.
Excuse me.
Hello? Chase Private Hotel.
Ah...yes.
One single room for two nights
arriving on Friday.
If you can just confirm that in writing.
Bye.
Can you spare an hour to
come shopping with me?
Not even 20 minutes.
Well, Christina, how
about this afternoon?
This afternoon?
Well, just...
You're always
working these days.
It isn't work.
It's emancipation.
But, Christina, you can't spend every...
Ah...excuse me.
Christina.
Excuse me.
Hello? Chase Private Hotel.
William!
Will
Does it hurt very much?
Yes,
But not as much as it did.
The first time we met, I was in bed
with a fire guard over my leg.
And you said at least it won't catch fire.
Do you remember?
I don't remember saying that. That's awful.
I always forget awful things.
Why didn't you tell me you
were having the operation?
Well, I was frightened
I might change my mind
at the last minute.
The man told me it would be painful and...
You must always tell me when
you're frightened of anything.
As long as you do the same.
I'm not frightened of anything.
Except your father
I had a letter from him.
Oh, whatever for?
Not saying "Get Well Soon." He
wouldn't know anything about it.
Correct.
He wasn't saying "Get Well Soon."
I think "Never darken my doorstep again"
was the gist of it.
Do you like the flowers
I brought you?
They're lovely.
They're from the hotel lounge.
They've only been used once.
Do you still love me?
Yes.
Why did your father write to you?
Oh, just a little business matter.
Nothing very important.
- Willam...
- I don't want to talk about it.
It makes my leg hurt.
Can I help you, Sir?
Yes, and quickly.
Service is shocking in this place.
I'm sorry, Sir, but we've
been rather busy lately.
Are you allowed to come
around this side of the counter?
So that we can talk?
As head receptionist I can
give myself a permission.
Yes.
Good to see you again.
How's Flambards?
Still falling to bits.
And Uncle Russell?
The same.
I'll ring for some tea.
Did you really come all
this way just to see me?
No,
I had to come up to town on business.
Talk to a few bank managers.
Father wants to take
his overdraft elsewhere.
Is he really falling to bits?
Father?
Suddenly he's become an old man.
Even when he first had his accident
and was in his wheelchair,
he stayed young in a way.
Energetic,
always shouting at us and
bullying the servants, giving orders.
Now...
He still tries to bully us.
His heart's not in it.
Just eats
and drinks
Stares at the fire.
Big roaring fire,
even in the middle of summer
Started when you
and William left home.
It was his fault.
I know.
William wrote to father.
Did he?
I see
That explained it.
Explains what?
He said he'd received a letter from
his father and wouldn't say what was in it.
It was a reply.
William wrote to Father saying
he wanted to get married
And would he give his consent?
Married?
Oh,
Consent.
Didn't he tell you?
Not exactly.
No...he wouldn't.
Always keeps the interesting
things to himself.
The service really is
shocking around here.
What do you have to
do to get a cup of tea?
After six o'clock in the evening,
that's my job.
It's a waste of time ringing the bell.
Just tell me
I have my own personal
kettle in my office.
Power has gone to
your head, Christina.
Yes.
It's nice, isn't it?
I always enjoy it.
Come and get your tea.
Not yet. I wanna watch
this again. Come on, William,
Do it some more.
There...not a trace of a limp.
Oh, it's marvellous.
Amazing. Now come
and get your tea.
Can you run on it?
No. If I'm in a hurry, I
borrow Sandy's car.
Oh, thank you.
It ought to be a good leg...
the amount it cost.
Oh, will you come
and get your tea?
Let's walk briskly
towards the table.
Good idea.
Oh, yes.
You know, I think that knee
has gone your head, William.
Let's hope not.
That's a very serious operation.
Oh, sit down. The two of you.
Let's not talk about it anymore.
And what?
Oh, it makes a clicking sound.
Did you know?
What?
Shh.
-Sorry.
A clicking sound?
Can we listen?
Yes.
Let's all listen.
Shh-Shh-Shh.
I can't hear anything.
Neither can I.
I can.
It's very faint.
Do it again.
I can hear it.
I can't hear a thing.
I didn't say it was a loud noise.
It's not like the brigade of guards
on the march or anything like that.
You think for 300 Guineas in Harley Street
you'd get a noisier leg than that.
Naturally.
Mr. Adams.
See?
He can run.
Idiot, he should
have borrowed my car.
May I have a word with you?
I find it increasingly
hard to stop you.
I just want you to
know my leg's perfect.
Delighted to hear it.
I can fly the Bleriot now.
How splendid.
You can fly the Bleriot, now
There's a rumour going
around the airfield about
a special job for anybody
who can fly the Bleriot.
You haven't proved
you can fly the Bleriot.
All right, Mr Adams?
All right, Mr Russell.
That was really marvellous.
Oh, Really?
Come on, Dorothy.
Isn't it marvellous?
It just looks like a contraption to me.
I don't mean that.
I mean, I can fly it now.
It isn't really a contraption.
Isn't it?
Christina, my love?
How would you
like to go to France?
I'd love to, I've never been
anywhere like that before.
Good.
When do we go?
The first fine day that comes
along. Clear sky, not too much wind.
In an aeroplane?
How else?
Which one?
The contraption.
We have to take it to the Bleriot
factory and pick up a new one.
Bring the new one back here.
Fly across the channel?
In that?
They're paying me £50.
I still have to pay for the operation.
Whither thou goest.
♪ I will sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
no ballads of rose-garden ladies ♪
♪ Watering flowers in parallel rows ♪
♪ Instead let
me sing you a song of Christina ♪
♪ Who makes
her own music wherever she goes. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you no sonnets of
drawing-room ladies ♪
♪ Dipping dry biscuits in unsweetened tea ♪
♪ Instead, I'll
show you a girl who walks boldly ♪
♪ Tough as a diamond, laughing and free. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of
Christina, Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of
Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ You will not find her kissing
the hem of your garment. ♪
♪ However you beckon and call. ♪
♪ She'll more likely share
you red wine and rude stories ♪
♪ In the wee small hours after the ball. ♪
♪ I'll chant you no anthems
of sweet-smelling ladies ♪
♪ Uttering small talk
at vicarage teas ♪
♪ Instead I'll
sing of a smiling survivor ♪
♪ Who's been
through the wood and the trees. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
♪ At Flambards. ♪
Is this France?
Yes.
It's even more exciting than I expected.
Why was the
engine making those funny noises?
I think it's an
oil leak somewhere.
You said don't worry.
I know.
I'll worry,
but there's no need for you to bother.
How long is it
going to take to fix?
Twelve hours,
perhaps, maybe more.
Twelve hours?
Well, where are we going to stay?
There's a hotel over there.
Have you finished?
Yes.
We set off for Mr Bleriot's factory first
thing in the morning
and swap it for a decent aeroplane.
I thought you said it was a good aeroplane?
It's a contraption,
But the pilot's brilliant.
I quite like writing notes.
Oh, but I don't like flying across the sea.
You'll get used to it.
The whole world will get used to it.
I told you about Mark coming to see me?
Yes.
He told me...
you wrote to your father.
Did he?
There's a note for you.
Thank you.
I thought you might prefer it in writing.
Here's a note for you.
Thank you.
Of course.
Supposing your father
doesn't give his consent?
I'll keep on asking him until he does
William?
Yes?
I know I've got it in writing,
but it isn't
legal and binding unless you sign it.
William?
Mhm-hmm?
Good God, look at that.
Moo
Go on, get out of here.
William?
(Yelling in French)
Get in, Christina.
I'm hurrying.
♪ I'll sing you a song of Christina,
Christina, of Christina. ♪
♪ I'll sing you [Switch on?] [Switch on.]
a song of Christina at Flambards. ♪
I've never met French cows before.
(...?)
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