Hetty Feather (2015–2020): Season 6, Episode 2 - The Final Chapter: Part Two - full transcript
and they need somewhere to stay.
I've got an interview later this
morning for a new job.
Junior groundsman in Regent's Park!
Mrs Calendar? I think it's coming.
George!
Stop! It's my writing!
And what is your writing with
no-one to publish it?
Now pack your things and go!
It wasn't just a bad dream.
I had no job, nowhere to call home.
And yet, I'd never felt more alone.
BELL TOLLS
No rest for the wicked.
You ready for life upstairs?
As ready as I'll ever be.
I'm so sorry, there's nothing
we can do at such short notice.
Agnes was sweet on Gideon,
Harriet had Mathias...
What did he say? He can't help us.
..and Sheila, well...
..she'd always have her pastry,
I suppose.
There was a whole world out there,
ready for me to explore.
But where was my place?
Where did I belong?
Goodness me! I'd expect bigger
portions at the workhouse!
Sorry, Lady Grenford, we're...rather
short on supplies in the kitchen.
Well, then, perhaps
we should look for another cook,
one who is able to fulfil
her duties.
It's not Sheila's fault,
m'lady, it's just...
DOOR OPENS
..what with everything that's
been going on,
Father! Oh, George, impeccable
timing as ever.
Sheila has cooked us
a veritable feast of delights.
I have a meeting, I'm afraid.
I'm sure another half hour
won't hurt.
DOOR CLOSES
I miss Father.
The butcher's boy said he'd give us
an extra week,
but that's the last time
I'm swapping kisses for pork chops.
Lady Grenford wasn't impressed
with your haddock.
Well, she should be lucky she had
anything at all, stuck-up old bat.
That's enough of that talk! Who died
and made you Lady of the manor?
I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
We know what you meant, Sheila.
As acting housekeeper... Oh, please!
Someone has to keep this house
running smoothly.
Fat load of use you've been so far.
BOTH: Come in!
My kitchen, my rules.
Off you go.
HE SCOFFS
Come in! Ugh!
It was...the best
I could find at short notice.
I didn't sleep -
I was too worried about Hetty.
Has there been any news? Nothing.
She said she would let us
know her address when she had one.
Do you suppose she's all right?
Hetty's nothing if not resourceful.
She knows better than to
look for trouble.
BUG BUZZES
Ugh! Get off!
Urgh, God! Argh!
Hetty?
I...dropped my purse,
but don't worry.
I found it!
It's so good to see you!
I...read about Mrs Calendar
in the paper. I'm so sorry.
Is that why you're here? To tell me?
Mr Calendar gave me my notice.
But it's all right,
maybe it was a blessing in disguise.
You see, I'm a writer now.
I've got a room in a boarding house
till I figure out my plans.
I've missed everyone.
The thing is, Jack... I've got some
news of my own, actually.
I've been stepping out with
a flower seller called Babs.
I'm so excited for you to meet her,
Hetty.
I've got a feeling that the
two of you are going to be
the best of friends. Wait 'ere!
Where are we going to find
a chapel at such short notice?
I'm sure there's a way.
I don't think there is.
You sound like you've given up
already.
Oh, forget about the stupid
wedding.
Anything's better than you two
bleating on.
I think what Sheila means is we just
have to use a bit of nouse!
Well, no, it's not.
THEY SNIGGER
I'm willing to offer my services.
Come back, Hetty. All is forgiven.
Hetty, I'd like you to meet Babs.
We finally get to meet!
You are every bit as pretty
as Jack said you are!
I got you this - chrysanthemum to go
with your beautiful hair.
Thank you. Jack tells me you're a
writer. Well...
I bet you've mixed with all them
society people, haven't you?
Have you ever met Marie Lloyd?
I saw her once at the Empire
at Leicester Square...
Oi, let Hetty get a word in!
Sorry, I always get like this
when I'm nervous.
Oh, I have to go. Park-keeper's
doing the rounds.
Will you be all right here?
Course we will, silly.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Please, don't take him from me.
What time did you arrange to meet
everyone? One o'clock. I'm going to
be a laughing stock when they hear
that the wedding's off.
That's assuming they turn up!
I wrote to them all as soon as
I knew I was coming to London.
I thought, what better time to
arrange a reunion?
Just don't get your hopes up.
I knew from the first moment
I saw her.
It's like a feeling, isn't it?
Like...
..butterflies in your tummy.
Do you ever just wish we were back
in the foundling hospital?
Life was definitely much simpler
then. That's cos everything
was planned out for us -
chapel, lessons, drill practice.
Why are you grinning?
You, my friend, are a genius.
I am? Come on! With any luck,
the boys will be waiting for us.
Not so fast! You're up to something.
No, we're not. Oh, fine, then,
you won't mind
if I just go and get Harriet.
Look, all right, all right.
You have to promise not to
tell anyone.
You know me.
Soul of discretion.
I got you some lemon sherbets.
Ooh.
I've embarrassed myself, haven't I?
Of course not.
It's just I know that you
and Jack used to step out.
We didn't really... And I thought
that he might still be sweet on you.
You know what I think?
I've never seen Jack this happy.
He's lucky to have found
someone as special as you, Babs.
You two seem to be getting on well.
Hetty is just wonderful.
I wish you both all
the happiness in the world.
You're not going, are you?
Hobnobbing with the likes
of Oscar Wilde, I shouldn't wonder!
Something like that.
Goodbye, Jack.
Be lucky, Hetty.
It can't be...
Matron?
Feather?
BABY BAWLS
Nurse?
Shh, sh, sh, shh.
I know I'm not the face
you want to see,
but you're going to have to
be very brave.
It may feel like you're all alone...
When you're old enough...
I'm sorry, I was... If I hear this
wretched baby crying one more time,
I shall have you
escorted from the house.
Do I make myself clear?
Yes, m'lady. It won't happen again.
I know what you must be thinking,
but this, um...
..this has only ever been a
temporary arrangement.
You see, my lodgings...
..uh, they got condemned. Hm.
Infestation of rats,
would you believe?
So, um, unfortunately,
I have to sleep out here, just until
I can move into my new
accommodation,
which is a lovely little place,
um, near Limehouse, so...
SHE SIGHS
I have a room in a boarding house.
I used the money from my article.
You can stay there
until your "place" is ready.
I take it Rosie Calendar grew tired
of your recalcitrant behaviour, hm?
Well?
What?
Mrs Calendar, she...
She died.
BACKGROUND CHATTER
What time did you say? One o'clock.
BACKGROUND CHATTER DIES DOWN
A blancmange?!
Lady Grenford's orders,
and she's shelled out for the lot.
Wonders never cease.
She's insisting the whole family eat
together this evening,
so that means pulling out
all the stops.
Don't forget St Alban.
Do you have any idea how long it
takes to perfect the perfect wobble?
Well, then, you'd better get
cooking!
Chop, chop!
What time is it? Almost two.
Well, what should we do?
Forget it. They're not coming.
I wouldn't be too sure!
Walter!
Look at you in your uniform!
That's Corporal Brittle to you!
Oh, yeah!
What you making a fuss of him for?
Real soldiers are with
the Queen's Own.
So, when's Little Lord Fauntleroy
planning on getting hitched?
As soon as we find a chapel.
And who's the unlucky lady?
Harriet, of course!
You're marrying that wet lettuce?
Don't talk about her like that!
All the girls in New York
and you go with the drippiest.
Agh! Get off! Get off!
WHISTLE BLOWS
Stop, police! Stop right there!
Ned! You almost had us there!
Now that we're all here, I'm...I'm
going to need your help, boys.
I'll explain on the way,
but for now...
..are we all in?
Brothers.
ALL: Brothers.
Not everyone's here though.
What ever happened to Judd?
I didn't know where to write.
Yeah, he's probably in his own
regiment by now.
You know what they say - it's always
the quiet ones you have to watch.
It was a joke, Ned. It was a joke.
Easy mistake to make.
THEY LAUGH
Oi! That truncheon's the
property of the Queen!
CROCKERY CLATTERS
Ugh! Do you mind?!
We're at a very delicate stage here!
There's still no sign of Mathias.
I can't believe he'd leave
without saying anything.
Everything's prepared. You can
serve it when you jolly well please.
Where are you going? I'm sick
of watching her mope around all day!
I'll take you to see Mathias.
Well, come on, then!
Don't you want to know the truth
about your precious fiance?
Hurry up!
And there we are, boys.
Back to where it all started.
Come on.
Come on, Vince!
Oi! Where do you think you're going?
CHILDREN LAUGH
Can't believe we're back here.
It feels like we never left.
Get back to class, the lot of you!
We're understaffed as it is.
Last thing I need is you boys giving
me the runaround!
THEY LAUGH
As I live and breathe!
Unfortunately.
Oh, Mr Cranbourne.
Mr Cranbourne!
Boys, get!
Oh, I can hardly believe it!
You called, Nurse Macclesfield?
Still can't quite believe it.
Rosie and I were...
We might have had our differences,
but we...
We were close once.
She was such a lovely child.
Well, it just goes to show, doesn't
it? You can have all the money
in the world, but, at the end
of the day, we have no idea
when fate might intervene,
and it's just...
SHE SIGHS
So, what will you do, now you're...
You're the toast of literary London!
SHE CHUCKLES
Oh, Hetty, why don't you
get some rest?
Yeah?
That's it.
Sweet dreams.
Oh, a wedding, you say?
Did you hear that, Mr Cranbourne?
Yes, I did indeed.
What I wouldn't give to be
a blushing bride one day.
THEY GIGGLE
Boys, um, do you know what I found
the other day
when I was cleaning out my cupboard?
He's like a fine wine.
He just gets better with age.
THEY CHUCKLE
What do you say?
Quick game for old times' sake?
Bagsy not being on Ned's side!
All this talk of weddings, it really
gets you thinking, doesn't it?
About what exactly? Well...
..neither of us
are getting any younger.
Are we, Donald?
Don't worry, Mabel. I'm sure there's
still plenty of time for you yet.
Look!
THEY LAUGH
Get him, sir!
Wait, wait!
Aren't we forgetting something?
What? What?
Oh... Of course.
Someone in goal?
Goal?
I'm not messing that up...
I'm not doing it!
Will I do?
Judd!
THEY LAUGH
I don't believe it!
How are you still here?
They kept me back a year.
Or was it two?
Come 'ere.
We, uh, didn't think Judd would be
suited to the life of a soldier.
But the privy's never been so clean.
Oh, there you go. Join in.
I'm on Judd's team, let's go!
Right, I'm on his team.
OVERLAPPING CHATTER
Come on, Judd! Let's go!
Why have you brought me here?
You'll see!
Sheila!
First Mathias and now you! Why won't
anyone tell me what's happening?
All right!
Mathias came here to ask if he can
use the chapel to get married.
Although, why anyone would want to
get married is beyond me.
Don't lose hope, Sheila.
Your knight in shining armour might
be waiting around the next corner.
Ow! Can I have my ball back?
Come on, Judd. You've got a visitor.
Harriet!
How did you know...?
She-Mob strikes again.
Thank you.
What for? We're both so grateful.
I'm not sure I follow.
For letting us
get married in the hospital chapel.
That's the first I've heard of it.
I was going to ask... I'm afraid our
funds are still rather low.
We haven't been able to repair
the roof since your leaving service.
It's all closed off.
You'd rather play football with your
friends than help find a chapel?
Sorry. Really?
Because all you've done is complain
since we got here.
Well, that's my cue to leave.
Manoeuvres in Salisbury to attend.
Good luck.
Sounds like you'll need it.
See you later, Judd.
Starting to wonder if you ever
wanted to marry me at all.
Give me strength!
What are you so upset about?
We can sort it another day.
You don't get it, do you?
This whole thing's jinxed!
First Hetty, now this.
What are you saying?
The wedding's off.
Harriet!
I painted Father a picture!
Oh, well, I think Mr Rembrandt can
sleep soundly in his bed tonight.
What?
DOOR OPENS
I'm sure your father will be
delighted.
George?
A present for you, Father!
Dinner will be served shortly.
I'll take it in my study.
I understand you're grieving,
George. We all are!
But you have four children in this
house who need their father!
Not to mention
a pile of outstanding bills...
You are absolutely right.
I've been putting
it off for too long.
Could you gather
the children and the staff
I'll talk to them all together.
BELL TOLLS
Matron?
Oh, no! Not my money!
No! No, no, no!
At last! Sorry, we had to take
Harriet back to her boarding house.
You'll never guess what's happened.
We don't have time for all that!
What is it? Something wrong?
Mr Calendar wants to see all of us
in the drawing room.
Um...
..this has been a rather
difficult few weeks.
We understand, Father.
And whilst I appreciate
the desire to carry on as normal,
I'm afraid life at Calendar Hall
will...never be like it was.
As of this evening, I am no longer
proprietor of The Daily Herald.
Oh, good.
I never did like that vulgar paper.
Within the next few weeks, I shall
be returning to our home in India.
Edwin, you will be
enrolled at Harrow,
and Constance, you will go
and live with Aunt Ernestine.
But I don't like her!
No-one does, my dear!
Lady Grenford, you are, of course,
welcome to stay on at Calendar Hall.
Why can't I stay too?
Why not put me out to pasture
and be done with it?
of the staff I intend to keep on,
but I will let you know
in due course.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm afraid
it's been a rather trying day.
Constance!
Well, that's it, then.
We might as well pack our bags.
We don't know that for sure.
You heard Mr Calendar. It's over.
How can we stay together now?
He can't split us up.
It's not our choice to
make any more.
I'm scared, Sheila.
SOBBING
Constance?
RAPID KNOCKING
Oh, you...got my letter, then.
Yes, you need to come back to
Calendar Hall.
I can't, I'm sorry.
You don't understand!
Mr Calendar's leaving for India.
And that's not the only thing -
Harriet's only gone and broken it
off with Mathias.
We need you, Hetty.
We can't fix this on our own.
You're going to have to.
Well, what's wrong with you?
I'm sick of everyone taking
advantage of me.
Sort your own problems
out from now on!
DOOR SLAMS
Agnes and Sheila needed me,
and yet I couldn't bring
myself to help them.
Not only had Matron taken my money,
she'd taken my trust with her too.
I'd lost everything -
my hopes, my dreams, and now...
..my friends.
Harriet's...gone.
Well, she's heading to New York.
Harriet! Please, just hear me out.
I'm on a mission.
Are you coming or not?
Hetty, we have to go.
Why don't you marry me?
Well, that'd be a start.
Oi! That's my money!
I've got an interview later this
morning for a new job.
Junior groundsman in Regent's Park!
Mrs Calendar? I think it's coming.
George!
Stop! It's my writing!
And what is your writing with
no-one to publish it?
Now pack your things and go!
It wasn't just a bad dream.
I had no job, nowhere to call home.
And yet, I'd never felt more alone.
BELL TOLLS
No rest for the wicked.
You ready for life upstairs?
As ready as I'll ever be.
I'm so sorry, there's nothing
we can do at such short notice.
Agnes was sweet on Gideon,
Harriet had Mathias...
What did he say? He can't help us.
..and Sheila, well...
..she'd always have her pastry,
I suppose.
There was a whole world out there,
ready for me to explore.
But where was my place?
Where did I belong?
Goodness me! I'd expect bigger
portions at the workhouse!
Sorry, Lady Grenford, we're...rather
short on supplies in the kitchen.
Well, then, perhaps
we should look for another cook,
one who is able to fulfil
her duties.
It's not Sheila's fault,
m'lady, it's just...
DOOR OPENS
..what with everything that's
been going on,
Father! Oh, George, impeccable
timing as ever.
Sheila has cooked us
a veritable feast of delights.
I have a meeting, I'm afraid.
I'm sure another half hour
won't hurt.
DOOR CLOSES
I miss Father.
The butcher's boy said he'd give us
an extra week,
but that's the last time
I'm swapping kisses for pork chops.
Lady Grenford wasn't impressed
with your haddock.
Well, she should be lucky she had
anything at all, stuck-up old bat.
That's enough of that talk! Who died
and made you Lady of the manor?
I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
We know what you meant, Sheila.
As acting housekeeper... Oh, please!
Someone has to keep this house
running smoothly.
Fat load of use you've been so far.
BOTH: Come in!
My kitchen, my rules.
Off you go.
HE SCOFFS
Come in! Ugh!
It was...the best
I could find at short notice.
I didn't sleep -
I was too worried about Hetty.
Has there been any news? Nothing.
She said she would let us
know her address when she had one.
Do you suppose she's all right?
Hetty's nothing if not resourceful.
She knows better than to
look for trouble.
BUG BUZZES
Ugh! Get off!
Urgh, God! Argh!
Hetty?
I...dropped my purse,
but don't worry.
I found it!
It's so good to see you!
I...read about Mrs Calendar
in the paper. I'm so sorry.
Is that why you're here? To tell me?
Mr Calendar gave me my notice.
But it's all right,
maybe it was a blessing in disguise.
You see, I'm a writer now.
I've got a room in a boarding house
till I figure out my plans.
I've missed everyone.
The thing is, Jack... I've got some
news of my own, actually.
I've been stepping out with
a flower seller called Babs.
I'm so excited for you to meet her,
Hetty.
I've got a feeling that the
two of you are going to be
the best of friends. Wait 'ere!
Where are we going to find
a chapel at such short notice?
I'm sure there's a way.
I don't think there is.
You sound like you've given up
already.
Oh, forget about the stupid
wedding.
Anything's better than you two
bleating on.
I think what Sheila means is we just
have to use a bit of nouse!
Well, no, it's not.
THEY SNIGGER
I'm willing to offer my services.
Come back, Hetty. All is forgiven.
Hetty, I'd like you to meet Babs.
We finally get to meet!
You are every bit as pretty
as Jack said you are!
I got you this - chrysanthemum to go
with your beautiful hair.
Thank you. Jack tells me you're a
writer. Well...
I bet you've mixed with all them
society people, haven't you?
Have you ever met Marie Lloyd?
I saw her once at the Empire
at Leicester Square...
Oi, let Hetty get a word in!
Sorry, I always get like this
when I'm nervous.
Oh, I have to go. Park-keeper's
doing the rounds.
Will you be all right here?
Course we will, silly.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Please, don't take him from me.
What time did you arrange to meet
everyone? One o'clock. I'm going to
be a laughing stock when they hear
that the wedding's off.
That's assuming they turn up!
I wrote to them all as soon as
I knew I was coming to London.
I thought, what better time to
arrange a reunion?
Just don't get your hopes up.
I knew from the first moment
I saw her.
It's like a feeling, isn't it?
Like...
..butterflies in your tummy.
Do you ever just wish we were back
in the foundling hospital?
Life was definitely much simpler
then. That's cos everything
was planned out for us -
chapel, lessons, drill practice.
Why are you grinning?
You, my friend, are a genius.
I am? Come on! With any luck,
the boys will be waiting for us.
Not so fast! You're up to something.
No, we're not. Oh, fine, then,
you won't mind
if I just go and get Harriet.
Look, all right, all right.
You have to promise not to
tell anyone.
You know me.
Soul of discretion.
I got you some lemon sherbets.
Ooh.
I've embarrassed myself, haven't I?
Of course not.
It's just I know that you
and Jack used to step out.
We didn't really... And I thought
that he might still be sweet on you.
You know what I think?
I've never seen Jack this happy.
He's lucky to have found
someone as special as you, Babs.
You two seem to be getting on well.
Hetty is just wonderful.
I wish you both all
the happiness in the world.
You're not going, are you?
Hobnobbing with the likes
of Oscar Wilde, I shouldn't wonder!
Something like that.
Goodbye, Jack.
Be lucky, Hetty.
It can't be...
Matron?
Feather?
BABY BAWLS
Nurse?
Shh, sh, sh, shh.
I know I'm not the face
you want to see,
but you're going to have to
be very brave.
It may feel like you're all alone...
When you're old enough...
I'm sorry, I was... If I hear this
wretched baby crying one more time,
I shall have you
escorted from the house.
Do I make myself clear?
Yes, m'lady. It won't happen again.
I know what you must be thinking,
but this, um...
..this has only ever been a
temporary arrangement.
You see, my lodgings...
..uh, they got condemned. Hm.
Infestation of rats,
would you believe?
So, um, unfortunately,
I have to sleep out here, just until
I can move into my new
accommodation,
which is a lovely little place,
um, near Limehouse, so...
SHE SIGHS
I have a room in a boarding house.
I used the money from my article.
You can stay there
until your "place" is ready.
I take it Rosie Calendar grew tired
of your recalcitrant behaviour, hm?
Well?
What?
Mrs Calendar, she...
She died.
BACKGROUND CHATTER
What time did you say? One o'clock.
BACKGROUND CHATTER DIES DOWN
A blancmange?!
Lady Grenford's orders,
and she's shelled out for the lot.
Wonders never cease.
She's insisting the whole family eat
together this evening,
so that means pulling out
all the stops.
Don't forget St Alban.
Do you have any idea how long it
takes to perfect the perfect wobble?
Well, then, you'd better get
cooking!
Chop, chop!
What time is it? Almost two.
Well, what should we do?
Forget it. They're not coming.
I wouldn't be too sure!
Walter!
Look at you in your uniform!
That's Corporal Brittle to you!
Oh, yeah!
What you making a fuss of him for?
Real soldiers are with
the Queen's Own.
So, when's Little Lord Fauntleroy
planning on getting hitched?
As soon as we find a chapel.
And who's the unlucky lady?
Harriet, of course!
You're marrying that wet lettuce?
Don't talk about her like that!
All the girls in New York
and you go with the drippiest.
Agh! Get off! Get off!
WHISTLE BLOWS
Stop, police! Stop right there!
Ned! You almost had us there!
Now that we're all here, I'm...I'm
going to need your help, boys.
I'll explain on the way,
but for now...
..are we all in?
Brothers.
ALL: Brothers.
Not everyone's here though.
What ever happened to Judd?
I didn't know where to write.
Yeah, he's probably in his own
regiment by now.
You know what they say - it's always
the quiet ones you have to watch.
It was a joke, Ned. It was a joke.
Easy mistake to make.
THEY LAUGH
Oi! That truncheon's the
property of the Queen!
CROCKERY CLATTERS
Ugh! Do you mind?!
We're at a very delicate stage here!
There's still no sign of Mathias.
I can't believe he'd leave
without saying anything.
Everything's prepared. You can
serve it when you jolly well please.
Where are you going? I'm sick
of watching her mope around all day!
I'll take you to see Mathias.
Well, come on, then!
Don't you want to know the truth
about your precious fiance?
Hurry up!
And there we are, boys.
Back to where it all started.
Come on.
Come on, Vince!
Oi! Where do you think you're going?
CHILDREN LAUGH
Can't believe we're back here.
It feels like we never left.
Get back to class, the lot of you!
We're understaffed as it is.
Last thing I need is you boys giving
me the runaround!
THEY LAUGH
As I live and breathe!
Unfortunately.
Oh, Mr Cranbourne.
Mr Cranbourne!
Boys, get!
Oh, I can hardly believe it!
You called, Nurse Macclesfield?
Still can't quite believe it.
Rosie and I were...
We might have had our differences,
but we...
We were close once.
She was such a lovely child.
Well, it just goes to show, doesn't
it? You can have all the money
in the world, but, at the end
of the day, we have no idea
when fate might intervene,
and it's just...
SHE SIGHS
So, what will you do, now you're...
You're the toast of literary London!
SHE CHUCKLES
Oh, Hetty, why don't you
get some rest?
Yeah?
That's it.
Sweet dreams.
Oh, a wedding, you say?
Did you hear that, Mr Cranbourne?
Yes, I did indeed.
What I wouldn't give to be
a blushing bride one day.
THEY GIGGLE
Boys, um, do you know what I found
the other day
when I was cleaning out my cupboard?
He's like a fine wine.
He just gets better with age.
THEY CHUCKLE
What do you say?
Quick game for old times' sake?
Bagsy not being on Ned's side!
All this talk of weddings, it really
gets you thinking, doesn't it?
About what exactly? Well...
..neither of us
are getting any younger.
Are we, Donald?
Don't worry, Mabel. I'm sure there's
still plenty of time for you yet.
Look!
THEY LAUGH
Get him, sir!
Wait, wait!
Aren't we forgetting something?
What? What?
Oh... Of course.
Someone in goal?
Goal?
I'm not messing that up...
I'm not doing it!
Will I do?
Judd!
THEY LAUGH
I don't believe it!
How are you still here?
They kept me back a year.
Or was it two?
Come 'ere.
We, uh, didn't think Judd would be
suited to the life of a soldier.
But the privy's never been so clean.
Oh, there you go. Join in.
I'm on Judd's team, let's go!
Right, I'm on his team.
OVERLAPPING CHATTER
Come on, Judd! Let's go!
Why have you brought me here?
You'll see!
Sheila!
First Mathias and now you! Why won't
anyone tell me what's happening?
All right!
Mathias came here to ask if he can
use the chapel to get married.
Although, why anyone would want to
get married is beyond me.
Don't lose hope, Sheila.
Your knight in shining armour might
be waiting around the next corner.
Ow! Can I have my ball back?
Come on, Judd. You've got a visitor.
Harriet!
How did you know...?
She-Mob strikes again.
Thank you.
What for? We're both so grateful.
I'm not sure I follow.
For letting us
get married in the hospital chapel.
That's the first I've heard of it.
I was going to ask... I'm afraid our
funds are still rather low.
We haven't been able to repair
the roof since your leaving service.
It's all closed off.
You'd rather play football with your
friends than help find a chapel?
Sorry. Really?
Because all you've done is complain
since we got here.
Well, that's my cue to leave.
Manoeuvres in Salisbury to attend.
Good luck.
Sounds like you'll need it.
See you later, Judd.
Starting to wonder if you ever
wanted to marry me at all.
Give me strength!
What are you so upset about?
We can sort it another day.
You don't get it, do you?
This whole thing's jinxed!
First Hetty, now this.
What are you saying?
The wedding's off.
Harriet!
I painted Father a picture!
Oh, well, I think Mr Rembrandt can
sleep soundly in his bed tonight.
What?
DOOR OPENS
I'm sure your father will be
delighted.
George?
A present for you, Father!
Dinner will be served shortly.
I'll take it in my study.
I understand you're grieving,
George. We all are!
But you have four children in this
house who need their father!
Not to mention
a pile of outstanding bills...
You are absolutely right.
I've been putting
it off for too long.
Could you gather
the children and the staff
I'll talk to them all together.
BELL TOLLS
Matron?
Oh, no! Not my money!
No! No, no, no!
At last! Sorry, we had to take
Harriet back to her boarding house.
You'll never guess what's happened.
We don't have time for all that!
What is it? Something wrong?
Mr Calendar wants to see all of us
in the drawing room.
Um...
..this has been a rather
difficult few weeks.
We understand, Father.
And whilst I appreciate
the desire to carry on as normal,
I'm afraid life at Calendar Hall
will...never be like it was.
As of this evening, I am no longer
proprietor of The Daily Herald.
Oh, good.
I never did like that vulgar paper.
Within the next few weeks, I shall
be returning to our home in India.
Edwin, you will be
enrolled at Harrow,
and Constance, you will go
and live with Aunt Ernestine.
But I don't like her!
No-one does, my dear!
Lady Grenford, you are, of course,
welcome to stay on at Calendar Hall.
Why can't I stay too?
Why not put me out to pasture
and be done with it?
of the staff I intend to keep on,
but I will let you know
in due course.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm afraid
it's been a rather trying day.
Constance!
Well, that's it, then.
We might as well pack our bags.
We don't know that for sure.
You heard Mr Calendar. It's over.
How can we stay together now?
He can't split us up.
It's not our choice to
make any more.
I'm scared, Sheila.
SOBBING
Constance?
RAPID KNOCKING
Oh, you...got my letter, then.
Yes, you need to come back to
Calendar Hall.
I can't, I'm sorry.
You don't understand!
Mr Calendar's leaving for India.
And that's not the only thing -
Harriet's only gone and broken it
off with Mathias.
We need you, Hetty.
We can't fix this on our own.
You're going to have to.
Well, what's wrong with you?
I'm sick of everyone taking
advantage of me.
Sort your own problems
out from now on!
DOOR SLAMS
Agnes and Sheila needed me,
and yet I couldn't bring
myself to help them.
Not only had Matron taken my money,
she'd taken my trust with her too.
I'd lost everything -
my hopes, my dreams, and now...
..my friends.
Harriet's...gone.
Well, she's heading to New York.
Harriet! Please, just hear me out.
I'm on a mission.
Are you coming or not?
Hetty, we have to go.
Why don't you marry me?
Well, that'd be a start.
Oi! That's my money!