Mr Selfridge (2013–2016): Season 2, Episode 6 - Episode #2.6 - full transcript
As the war progresses German goods are withdrawn from the store and Harry is approached by Bill Summertime, whom he met at the card game and who is part of British Intelligence. He asks if Harry, as an American neutral, will visit Germany as a spy. Henri bumps into Agnes, whilst she is waiting for Victor. Things are strained between them but she tells Henri that Victor is a good man. A party including Henri and Agnes and Miss Mardle and Florian attend the music hall and see popular singer Richard Chapman. Not only is he ideal to headline Harry's patriotic concert but he and Lady Mae find themselves getting close as she confides in him about her unhappy marriage. Victor tells Agnes that he has a bank loan to run the family restaurant and wants her to leave the store to work with him whilst after yet another argument between the two men Thackeray accuses Henri of being an enemy spy and he is arrested. As news of casualties among former Selfridge workers arrives at the store Harry confronts Loxley as being a profiteer before leaving for Germany, asking Delphine not to tell Rose of his decision.
Down, please.
GRACE:
It's such a shame.
All those toys stored away,
and nobody to play with them.
Anti-German feeling is running
very high, Miss Calthorpe.
It's now store policy
not to stock anything German.
Too old to play with dolls,
aren't you?
It's not me I'm thinking of;
it's my sister Ruth.
She doesn't have many toys.
Morning, Franco.
Morning, Grace.
Seven, eight…
The Rimmel mascara
is becoming popular,
Jessie.
I want to push it.
Yes, Miss Hawkins.
I thought about going down
to Greenwich this weekend,
see the boats, have a meal.
Would you like to come?
I can't this weekend.
Next one, then?
Don't you want
to come with me?
My father says I mustn't go out
with foreign boys.
I'm really sorry, Franco,
but that's the way it is.
Good morning, Miss Towler.
Good morning, Mr. Leclair.
SELF RIDGE:
I mean, look, Frank,
the American government
shouldn't be trading
with both Germany and Britain.
They're profiting
from war.
Can I quote you
on that?
You certainly can.
Good morning,
Mr. Edwards.
Mrs. Selfridge.
I'll write this up
for tomorrow.
I appreciate it,
thanks, Frank.
What's the matter?
Everyone's leaving London.
Oh, who's gone now?
Hetty Madison.
(sighs)
"Dear Rose, so sorry
not to be able to come
to dine next week."
Apparently the boats
are crammed with Americans.
Don't they care
how bad it looks?
Seems not.
Good morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
This is looking
splendid.
Pride in your department.
This is what I like to see.
(chuckles)
It's funny.
Most of the time,
I forget who you are.
I mean, I think
you're normal, like me.
I am normal.
You're Gordon Selfridge.
You couldn't be normal
if you tried.
Morning, Sir.
Morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
Morning.
The Heads of Department are
waiting for you, Mr. Selfridge.
I want to talk to you
this morning about stock.
As you know, we've cleared
German goods off the shelves
and replaced them as much as
we can with British goods.
Some of you have done
tremendously well:
Miss Hawkins, for example.
Thank you, Mr. Selfridge.
I'm pleased to say that Yardley
and Penhaligon's perfume
are up 50% on last month.
It's about encouraging
the clients
to embrace new
merchandise.
(sighs)
Once they've tried
something,
they usually like it.
SELFRIDGE: Now, if Miss
Hawkins can do it in Beauty,
the rest of you can as well.
How are we progressing
with the plans
for our patriotic concert?
Well, chief,
although we're still looking
for our top-of-the-bill singer.
Keep me informed.
Thank you all very much.
Oh, Miss Mardle,
one moment, please.
How do you think Gordon's doing?
Very well.
I'm pleased with him, too.
Let's return Miss Calthorpe
to you in Accessories
and see if he can stand
on his own two feet.
Very good,
Mr. Selfridge.
One more thing.
I understand you've become
a woman of independent means?
(chuckling)
Well, yes, I have, but that
doesn't change anything.
I am still very committed
to the store.
And we're committed to you.
The store wouldn't be
the same without you.
I just wanted to say enjoy it.
Enjoy what?
Your money.
Oh!
Your brother
left it to you
because he wanted you
to have it.
Don't feel guilty.
Have fun with it.
You deserve to.
Thank you,
Mr. Selfridge.
(door opens)
You've been receiving
visitors.
A young man involved
with one of my charities…
This is not what
we talked about, Mae.
I thought you
understood.
I am now
a man of standing.
Nobody lays
with my wife but me.
Oh.
Loxley, give that
back to me.
It is a man's right,
by law,
to enter his wife's
bedroom.
You won't be requiring
this anymore.
Excuse me.
Do you have an appointment
to see Mr. Selfridge?
He'll see me.
Mr. Selfridge,
good morning.
Bill Summertime.
We met at Miss Day's
card party.
I work for His Majesty's
government.
Have a seat, please.
Did Lord Egerton send you?
I have nothing to do
with Egerton.
No, I procure something
entirely different:
information.
What do you mean?
Intelligence gathering.
It's vital to the war effort
that we know
what the enemy is up to.
You're winding down
your suppliers in Germany,
aren't you,
Mr. Selfridge?
Yes.
It would be
a good time for you
to take a little…
business trip over there.
There are persons of interest
we'd like you to contact.
But how would a trip
to Germany come across
to the British public?
I have a reputation
to maintain.
And we have the resources
to keep it quiet.
Nobody need know.
I don't know.
You could be
of great help to us.
You rub it
into your eyelashes
and it makes them lovely
and lustrous…
Sorry I couldn't see you
last night.
I was busy with this:
a piece about your chief.
I hope he likes it.
I'm sure he will.
Because you wrote it.
The lady flatters me--
what does she want?
Dinner?
Done.
Good luck.
You and Mr. Edwards
seem close, Miss Hawkins.
We enjoy spending
time together.
He is older than you
and has a certain reputation.
I can look after myself,
thank you.
And unlike you, I enjoy
a gentleman's company.
If there's a promotion
on British linen,
we should make
the most of it.
Yes, but why do we need
quite so many sheets?
So we don't run out,
of course.
Even if everybody else does.
What about the soap?
You'll be surprised
how quickly it goes.
All 25 boxes of it?
Good morning, Mrs. Crabb,
how are you today?
I need hairpins,
Miss Mardle.
Twelve dozen.
So…
This is made
out of British cloth.
We had it
in our warehouse,
so I suggested
to Mr. Thackeray
we use it
for these patterns.
Excellent.
Very good, Mr. Leclair.
Very good, both of you.
Fashion has found
its feet again.
FRANK:
Mr. Selfridge.
Ah, Mr. Edwards,
here you are.
Good morning.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
What is it?
Don't you think you should stop
promoting German labels?
What are you talking about?
The hat you wore in
to work this morning.
It's a Homburg.
(laughs)
The Homburg has been renamed,
Mr.Thackeray.
It's called a Biarritz now.
And those shoes?
Handmade in Munich.
And I will continue
to wear them
because they are
extremely comfortable.
Now, if you've finished,
you need to redress
this mannequin.
You've got the look
entirely wrong:
the skirt should be higher
on the waist.
Like this.
SELFRIDGE:
"Mr. Selfridge stated
"that the Americans shouldn't
be trading with both sides,
making profit from war."
I've pinned your colors
to the mast.
Thank you.
This is good.
You might lose
a few friends.
Most of them have gone back
to the States anyway.
Harry, I want
to write a piece
about the Procurement
Committee.
They're a pretty
powerful bunch.
Don't talk to me
about them.
I'm done
with the lot of them.
Knocked you back,
did they?
(sighs)
I gave Loxley some contacts,
but I don't like him.
Anyway, I'm not interested
in the Procurement Committee.
There are other ways
to help the war effort.
Delphine, come look
what's just arrived!
Don't take it.
Harry Selfridge
is buying you.
Let him!
I've had enough independence
for one lifetime.
Anyway, I'm not 20 anymore.
You're as good as.
You're sweet, Jim,
but I have to be realistic.
No, Mr. Selfridge
is quite a catch.
He's the kind of man that
the less you ask for,
the more he gives.
He's married to your chum.
He makes her unhappy.
She doesn't understand him.
And you do?
Oh, yes.
I know what makes
Harry Selfridge tick.
Am I disturbing you?
No, come on in.
I'm just getting
a waistcoat made
with this British cloth
that we're promoting.
I just wanted to say
thank you for the wine
and to tell you that
I can't accept it.
Of course you can.
You'd be doing me a favor.
I need the space
in my warehouse
and you organized
a great evening of cards.
Even though you got no joy
from Lord Egerton.
Can you turn that
around fast?
Yes, sir.
But Bill Summertime
came to see me.
Bill?
But he hardly spoke to you
all evening.
I don't know
if you know what he does.
He enlightened me.
Is he for real?
Oh, yes.
He's a very old friend,
we go way back,
but he's impossible
to say no to.
What did he come
to see you about?
Thank you,
Miss Plunkett.
(door closes)
I can't really
discuss it.
(sighs)
Don't be rash.
I know you worry that
you're not doing your bit
for this country,
but it's not true.
People come to this store
and their hearts lighten.
They forget about
their problems.
Believe me, I know.
Is the club in trouble?
Oh, only with supplies.
These are tough times.
If there's anything else
I can do…
You're sweet.
But I can look
after myself.
And you should do the same.
Rose!
Delphine!
I haven't seen you
in so long.
You never come and see me
at the club anymore.
I have been so busy
with the store.
Oh, more charity events?
Actually,
I'm helping Harry,
particularly with the new
female staff.
Well, that's
marvelous.
He enjoyed his
card evening with you.
I should have asked you
before leading him astray.
Oh, I'm not
his keeper.
So am I forgiven, then?
Nothing to forgive.
Oh, good.
I must rush,
bye, darling.
(knocking)
Come.
Ah, Mr. Thackeray.
What can I do for you?
It's a delicate matter.
It's about Monsieur Leclair.
What about him?
I think we need
to consider the possibility
that he's not what he seems.
(scoffs)
What on earth do you mean?
He's behaving strangely.
I saw him,
here in this store,
exchange money with a man.
And I know for a fact
he's trying to locate
a German person.
A German person?
I also think he's been
to Germany recently.
Well, that can't be right.
Am I the only person
in the whole store
who can see him
for what he is?
He returned,
out of the blue,
just before the war started.
He looked unkempt,
he refused to engage
in questions
about what he'd been doing
for the past four years…
He was in America.
So why did he come back?
These questions
have to be asked.
The papers tell us
there are spies everywhere
and we must be vigilant…
Yes, all right,
thank you, Mr. Thackeray.
I'll look into it.
In the meantime,
please keep your
concerns to yourself.
We don't want to start
rumors flying.
Where are you going to?
A variety show.
With Mr. Colleano.
What's wrong with that?
You could do better.
Victor's a good, honest man.
Yeah?
Unlike me, you mean?
People are saying things
about you, Henri.
Oh?
And what are they saying?
That you're hiding something.
This country has gone mad.
But you are hiding something,
aren't you?
Why won't you talk to me?
You of all people,
to doubt me…
I don't want to.
But you're not the man
I used to know.
Ready?
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all
go down the Strand… "
I haven't seen you look
so happy in ages.
I've been taking
life too seriously,
that's why.
It's so nice to not be
worrying all the time.
Thank you, Victor.
I needed this.
"Oh, what a happy band "
" That's the place
for fun and noise "
" All among the girls and boys "
" So let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all go down
the Strand "
" I'll be leader,
you can march behind "
" Come with me
and see what we can find "
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Oh, what a happy band "
" That's the place
for fun and noise "
" All among the girls and boys "
" So let's all
go down the Strand! "
(cheering and applause)
Thank you!
(applause continues)
(humming)
What?
Hello, Richard.
Well…
Richard Chapman singing
at music halls.
I never would have
believed it.
(chuckling)
I have to make
a living, Mae.
Anyway, I enjoy it.
And you know me.
As long as I'm singing,
I'm happy.
I'm glad you said that
because I have a job for you.
Some new favorites, with a bit
of classical thrown in.
It's for a charity concert
at Selfridge's.
Please say
you'll do it.
For you, I will.
" I'll be dreaming,
Dear, of you "
" Day by day… "
All right, stop it.
" Dreaming when
the skies are blue "
" When they're gray… "
Oh, you haven't
changed a bit.
(laughing)
You'll have to smarten me up
a little.
My dress coat
has seen better days.
Oh, I can arrange that.
I bet you can arrange
anything now.
You landed your
Stage Door Johnny.
It's what all the girls
wanted, but you got it.
I did.
I'm beginning to think
that maybe it was a mistake.
He does love you?
I… I don't think Loxley knows
what love is.
Then why did he marry you?
Well…
Everyone wanted me
that season.
Do you remember?
For some reason,
I was the "in" thing.
Loxley likes to get
what other people want.
I'm to blame as well, though.
I married him for money
and for his power.
I thought I could keep him
at bay, you see?
I was wrong.
Leave him.
He doesn't own you.
He owns everything
I stand up in.
Who cares about fur coats?
I do.
What's so great
about this thing, anyway?
It keeps me warm.
A good man would do that.
You're a clever girl, Mae,
and you have a big heart.
You deserve to be happy.
Coming here
and seeing you,
it has reminded me
of the girl that I used to be.
She wasn't so bad, was she?
No, maybe she wasn't.
Where have you been?
Out, obviously.
I've been waiting for you.
After you.
(humming)
You seem in good spirits
this morning, Miss Mardle.
Indeed I am,
Miss Hawkins.
I went out last night.
Oh, with Miss Towler?
All girls together?
With Miss Towler
and two gentlemen.
I had a most
enjoyable evening.
Miss Calthorpe,
now you are back at Accessories,
I expect to see
Accessories standards.
Please be careful
with the handkerchiefs.
No creasing.
Thank you.
Yes, Miss Mardle.
Happy to be back, then?
I'd forgotten what
an old battle-axe Miss M is.
I should have stayed on tea.
(laughs)
Oh, this is for you.
Well, not for you
exactly.
For your sister.
British made.
My sisters loved their dolls.
Rotten not to have many.
Oh, Ruth will love it.
But you shouldn't have!
I wanted to.
You're a gentleman
and a friend.
Thank you.
CRABB: If Mrs. Crabb had more to
do, perhaps she'd worry less.
GROVE:
What's she worrying about?
She's stockpiling
the most peculiar things.
Last night, I stubbed my toe
on a jar of marmalade.
Under the bed!
Doris hardly seems
to notice we're at war.
She's so taken
with the children.
Mr. Grove, Mr. Crabb,
good morning.
Good morning,
Miss Mardle.
Aren't you looking well,
Miss Mardle?
I have noticed recently that
while we're all getting older,
you seem to be
getting younger.
Are you wearing
a new scent, Miss Mardle?
Yes, I thought I might
spoil myself.
Are arrangements
moving forward
for the charity concert,
Mr. Crabb?
Indeed they are.
We've found our singer,
a tenor called…?
A contact
of Lady Loxley's.
Richard Chapman.
Oh!
Well, if he needs
accompaniment,
my Belgian lodger
is a marvelous violinist.
How's she settling in?
Quite well, thank you.
That's a good idea.
Thank you, Miss Mardle.
Please ask her.
Indeed.
HENRY. Miss Plunkett said
you wanted to see me.
Yes, uh…
Please sit down.
The fact is there's been
some gossip in the store
about you.
It's all nonsense,
of course, but…
Well, I need
the requisite details
in order to extinguish it.
So could you tell me precisely
what you've been doing
since you left Selfridge's
four years ago?
I have been in America,
as you know.
Yes, but for the whole time?
No, not exactly.
Where were you, then?
Europe.
Germany?
Yes, Germany.
Henri, I have no intention
of inquiring
into your private life.
Good, because I have
no intention
of telling you about it.
But what I would say
is that Mr. Selfridge has placed
a great deal of trust in you.
And if you are holding
anything back,
anything at all,
now would be
the time to tell me.
There is something
I must tell you.
I am going to hand in my notice.
The French government
is accepting older men
for the army.
I wish to leave
as soon as I can.
I heard this morning.
The bank's going
to give me a loan
so I can get the restaurant
going again.
Oh, that's wonderful!
I'm going to hand in my notice.
Mr. Selfridge
will miss you.
Will you?
Of course I will.
You know I will.
You could come and run
the restaurant with me.
What?
Marry me.
But…
Just hear me out,
all right?
You need somebody, Agnes.
You think you're fine
on your own, but you're not.
Ever since George left,
you've been sad,
and I see that
and it breaks my heart.
I want to wake up
beside you every morning
and fall asleep
beside you every night
and I think
you want that too.
Victor…
We can really make something
of this restaurant, Agnes,
and when we have children,
they can help us as well.
We'll be a proper family.
Life is about people
when it comes down to it,
and nothing else.
Victor…
Please, don't say no
before you've had a chance
to think it through, at least.
Well, if you'd let me
get a word in,
you'd hear what I've got to say.
It's yes.
Really?
Really!
Thank you.
So Mr. Grove has agreed
to let you play
at the charity concert.
Now, there will be
Suffrage ladies there…
Suffrage ladies?
The bossy ladies.
Oh.
But one of the things they do
is organize theater events
at the military camps.
They might be able
to get you some work.
You are always
thinking about me.
Well…
It's quite nice to have
someone to think about.
Oh, I'm sorry I'm late.
We hadn't started eating.
Has something happened?
Um…
Well, um,
I shouldn't tell you,
I promised I wouldn't,
and, um…
You mustn't
breathe a word.
Mr. Colleano?
He proposed.
(gasps)
And he gave me this.
Oh, Agnes,
congratulations.
Thank you.
SELFRIDGE: So, to what
do I owe the pleasure?
Felt.
Felt?
Yes, to line
military coats.
I need a great deal of it,
and quickly.
I trust you have
suppliers.
I do.
Would this information be
for the Procurement Committee?
Does it matter who it's for?
A great deal.
There are businessmen
in London
who are trying to buy up
material to sell to the enemy.
American businessmen.
Just because
they're my countrymen
doesn't mean that I have
any intention of helping them.
How do you know
about them anyway?
(laughing)
What's so amusing?
Your hypocrisy.
Until a couple
of weeks ago,
this shop was full
of German merchandise.
As was every store in London.
Britain depended too much
on German manufacturing.
But you still kept on buying
from the…
good old Fatherland?
I don't trust you, Loxley.
It's as simple as that.
I can't and won't help you.
Find your felt elsewhere.
Who are you to talk
about trust, Selfridge?
You're a tradesman.
And trade is a dirty business.
All you've done is build
your vulgar shop here
and get rich.
You have done absolutely nothing
for this country.
There's a guest to see you,
Mr. Selfridge.
He's waiting
in the courtyard.
Thank you.
Mr. Summertime,
good evening.
Mr. Selfridge.
I must know your answer.
Well, I made a fuss
about the government
not using me
for the war effort.
I'd be a coward
and a hypocrite
if I said no.
Good man.
Now, these are the names
of the manufacturers
we want you
to try to meet.
The name at the top is of
particular interest to us.
He's due in Berlin
in the next couple of weeks,
so we may ask you to go
at a moment's notice.
SELFRIDGE: I was thinking
about going to Europe.
Why?
I have to tie up
some supply situations.
But don't worry;
I'll be on American papers.
I'll be fine.
Where in Europe?
Paris, mostly.
(footsteps)
Well, I'm excited
about tonight.
Harry, I need to talk to you
about something.
If it's about work,
it can wait.
No, it can't wait.
You look beautiful.
Thanks!
Oh, I'm looking forward to this.
Shall we go?
Here, allow me.
It's kind of you
to borrow these for me.
You need to look
your best, don't you?
Am I good?
Very good.
(door opens)
I thought you might like
to wear these.
They belong to George.
Are you sure?
He'd want for you
to wear them.
(piano playing Debussy's
"Clair de Lune")
Good evening.
Good evening,
Mr. Grove.
Good evening.
Ah, Miss Towler.
Good evening,
Miss Mardle.
Where is
your violinist?
Mr. Chapman would
very much like to meet her.
This is Florian, Mr. Grove.
Hello.
But I thought…
Yes, there was
a little bit of a mix-up,
but we're happy to have Florian
staying with us.
Where is Mr. Chapman?
He's on the terrace,
waiting to begin.
Just through there,
Florian.
Thank you.
Good luck.
GROVE: I can't quite believe
you have a young man
living with you
in your house.
Well, I couldn't
turn him away, could I?
Special times call
for special measures,
don't you think, Mr. Grove?
Now, if you'll
excuse me.
Where am I sitting?
Right this way, ma'am.
Thank you.
Good evening,
Mrs. Selfridge,
Mr. Selfridge.
You look very smart,
Mr. Crabb.
Oh…
(laughs politely)
Could I have
a quick word, Chief?
I'll see you
in there, Harry.
There's a gentleman
to see you
in your office.
He says it's urgent.
(laughing)
Good evening,
Miss Towler.
Good evening,
Mr. Thackeray.
Good evening,
Mrs. Selfridge.
Lord Loxley.
Lady Mae.
I'm looking forward to this:
a patriotic concert organized
by the only Americans
left in town.
Well, we may be Americans,
Lord Loxley,
but Selfridge's
is a British store
and it's very proud
to play its part.
Where is Harry?
He should be here
any moment.
Please, take your seats.
Mr. Crabb,
could I have a word?
We really can't wait
any longer
We'll have to begin
without him.
Yes.
Thank you.
Gentlemen,
we are about to start.
SUMMERTIME: We have to leave now, Mr.
Selfridge.
Tonight?
Yes, right away.
We've heard the chap we want you
to meet is in Berlin.
He might not stay for long.
I have a concert to attend.
My wife and guests
are waiting.
Write a note
to your wife explaining.
Tell her you need to be
in Paris straight away.
An important supplier
is in town.
Ask her to explain
to your employees
that you'll be back
in a few days.
We want to reassure her
and your staff.
We don't want them
worrying about you.
" And nations to Eastwood,
and nations to Westwood "
" As foremen may curse them,
the Yeomen of England "
" No other land can nurse them "
" But their motherland
called England… "
Is everything all right?
It's Harry.
He's going away.
Can you find out
what's going on?
Yeah.
Thank you.
(music concludes)
(applause)
(shouts of "Bravo!")
Thank you.
This next song is for our boys
at the front,
But I need a little help
with this one,
so which one of you lovely
ladies would like to join me?
I will.
(piano playing introduction)
(violin joins in)
" Up to mighty London came
an Irish man one day"
" As the streets
were paved with gold "
" Sure, everyone was gay "
" Singing songs of Piccadilly,
Strand, and Leicester Square "
" 'Til Paddy got excited, then
he shouted to them there… "
Please join in,
I'm sure you know it.
" It's a long way
to Tipperary"
" It's a long way to go "
" It's a long way
to Tipperary "
" To the sweetest girl I know "
" Goodbye, Piccadilly "
" Farewell, Leicester Square "
(faint): " It's a long,
long way to Tipperary… "
I'm late for your concert!
I'm so sorry, Harry.
Bill?
Good evening, Delphine.
Where are you going?
I hope you're not
involving Harry
in anything dangerous.
This has nothing
to do with you.
I'm off on a business trip,
that's all.
Please, don't worry Rose
about this.
She doesn't know.
I won't breathe a word
to anyone.
I'll be thinking of you.
Good luck, Harry.
We have to go,
Mr. Selfridge.
" It's a long, long way
to Tipperary "
" But my heart's
right there."
(applause)
Thank you,
Mr. Richard Chapman
and our surprise soloist,
the lovely Lady Loxley.
(applause)
All the money raised tonight
goes towards provisions
for our soldiers at the Front.
And this next song
is for them too.
Thank you.
(music starts)
Did you find him?
No. He must have
already left.
" O Danny boy, the pipes,
the pipes are calling "
" From glen to glen,
and down the mountainside "
" The summer's gone "
" And all the flowers
are dying… "
Can I help you?
Mrs. Selfridge,
I'm looking for
an Henri Leclair.
(whispering):
Henri.
Come with me, please, sir.
You are suspected of spying.
What?
ROSE:
Henri!
Don't touch me!
AGNES:
What is this about?
ROSE:
Henri!
Hey, don't touch me!
AGNES: Excuse me, there must
be some sort of mistake!
POLICEMAN:
Stay back, miss.
All right, all right…
ROSE:
Henri…
RICHARD: " 'Tis I'll be there
in sunshine or in shadow "
" O Danny boy, O Danny boy,
I love you so "
" And if you come
when all the flowers are dying "
" And I am dead,
as dead I well may be "
" You'll come and find
the place where I am lying "
" And kneel and say
an "Ave" there for me. "
" And I shall hear,
though soft you tread above me "
" And all my dreams
will warm and sweeter be "
" If you'll not fail
to tell me that you love me "
" I'll simply sleep in peace
until you come to me. "
GRACE:
It's such a shame.
All those toys stored away,
and nobody to play with them.
Anti-German feeling is running
very high, Miss Calthorpe.
It's now store policy
not to stock anything German.
Too old to play with dolls,
aren't you?
It's not me I'm thinking of;
it's my sister Ruth.
She doesn't have many toys.
Morning, Franco.
Morning, Grace.
Seven, eight…
The Rimmel mascara
is becoming popular,
Jessie.
I want to push it.
Yes, Miss Hawkins.
I thought about going down
to Greenwich this weekend,
see the boats, have a meal.
Would you like to come?
I can't this weekend.
Next one, then?
Don't you want
to come with me?
My father says I mustn't go out
with foreign boys.
I'm really sorry, Franco,
but that's the way it is.
Good morning, Miss Towler.
Good morning, Mr. Leclair.
SELF RIDGE:
I mean, look, Frank,
the American government
shouldn't be trading
with both Germany and Britain.
They're profiting
from war.
Can I quote you
on that?
You certainly can.
Good morning,
Mr. Edwards.
Mrs. Selfridge.
I'll write this up
for tomorrow.
I appreciate it,
thanks, Frank.
What's the matter?
Everyone's leaving London.
Oh, who's gone now?
Hetty Madison.
(sighs)
"Dear Rose, so sorry
not to be able to come
to dine next week."
Apparently the boats
are crammed with Americans.
Don't they care
how bad it looks?
Seems not.
Good morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
This is looking
splendid.
Pride in your department.
This is what I like to see.
(chuckles)
It's funny.
Most of the time,
I forget who you are.
I mean, I think
you're normal, like me.
I am normal.
You're Gordon Selfridge.
You couldn't be normal
if you tried.
Morning, Sir.
Morning.
Good morning,
Mr. Selfridge.
Morning.
The Heads of Department are
waiting for you, Mr. Selfridge.
I want to talk to you
this morning about stock.
As you know, we've cleared
German goods off the shelves
and replaced them as much as
we can with British goods.
Some of you have done
tremendously well:
Miss Hawkins, for example.
Thank you, Mr. Selfridge.
I'm pleased to say that Yardley
and Penhaligon's perfume
are up 50% on last month.
It's about encouraging
the clients
to embrace new
merchandise.
(sighs)
Once they've tried
something,
they usually like it.
SELFRIDGE: Now, if Miss
Hawkins can do it in Beauty,
the rest of you can as well.
How are we progressing
with the plans
for our patriotic concert?
Well, chief,
although we're still looking
for our top-of-the-bill singer.
Keep me informed.
Thank you all very much.
Oh, Miss Mardle,
one moment, please.
How do you think Gordon's doing?
Very well.
I'm pleased with him, too.
Let's return Miss Calthorpe
to you in Accessories
and see if he can stand
on his own two feet.
Very good,
Mr. Selfridge.
One more thing.
I understand you've become
a woman of independent means?
(chuckling)
Well, yes, I have, but that
doesn't change anything.
I am still very committed
to the store.
And we're committed to you.
The store wouldn't be
the same without you.
I just wanted to say enjoy it.
Enjoy what?
Your money.
Oh!
Your brother
left it to you
because he wanted you
to have it.
Don't feel guilty.
Have fun with it.
You deserve to.
Thank you,
Mr. Selfridge.
(door opens)
You've been receiving
visitors.
A young man involved
with one of my charities…
This is not what
we talked about, Mae.
I thought you
understood.
I am now
a man of standing.
Nobody lays
with my wife but me.
Oh.
Loxley, give that
back to me.
It is a man's right,
by law,
to enter his wife's
bedroom.
You won't be requiring
this anymore.
Excuse me.
Do you have an appointment
to see Mr. Selfridge?
He'll see me.
Mr. Selfridge,
good morning.
Bill Summertime.
We met at Miss Day's
card party.
I work for His Majesty's
government.
Have a seat, please.
Did Lord Egerton send you?
I have nothing to do
with Egerton.
No, I procure something
entirely different:
information.
What do you mean?
Intelligence gathering.
It's vital to the war effort
that we know
what the enemy is up to.
You're winding down
your suppliers in Germany,
aren't you,
Mr. Selfridge?
Yes.
It would be
a good time for you
to take a little…
business trip over there.
There are persons of interest
we'd like you to contact.
But how would a trip
to Germany come across
to the British public?
I have a reputation
to maintain.
And we have the resources
to keep it quiet.
Nobody need know.
I don't know.
You could be
of great help to us.
You rub it
into your eyelashes
and it makes them lovely
and lustrous…
Sorry I couldn't see you
last night.
I was busy with this:
a piece about your chief.
I hope he likes it.
I'm sure he will.
Because you wrote it.
The lady flatters me--
what does she want?
Dinner?
Done.
Good luck.
You and Mr. Edwards
seem close, Miss Hawkins.
We enjoy spending
time together.
He is older than you
and has a certain reputation.
I can look after myself,
thank you.
And unlike you, I enjoy
a gentleman's company.
If there's a promotion
on British linen,
we should make
the most of it.
Yes, but why do we need
quite so many sheets?
So we don't run out,
of course.
Even if everybody else does.
What about the soap?
You'll be surprised
how quickly it goes.
All 25 boxes of it?
Good morning, Mrs. Crabb,
how are you today?
I need hairpins,
Miss Mardle.
Twelve dozen.
So…
This is made
out of British cloth.
We had it
in our warehouse,
so I suggested
to Mr. Thackeray
we use it
for these patterns.
Excellent.
Very good, Mr. Leclair.
Very good, both of you.
Fashion has found
its feet again.
FRANK:
Mr. Selfridge.
Ah, Mr. Edwards,
here you are.
Good morning.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
What is it?
Don't you think you should stop
promoting German labels?
What are you talking about?
The hat you wore in
to work this morning.
It's a Homburg.
(laughs)
The Homburg has been renamed,
Mr.Thackeray.
It's called a Biarritz now.
And those shoes?
Handmade in Munich.
And I will continue
to wear them
because they are
extremely comfortable.
Now, if you've finished,
you need to redress
this mannequin.
You've got the look
entirely wrong:
the skirt should be higher
on the waist.
Like this.
SELFRIDGE:
"Mr. Selfridge stated
"that the Americans shouldn't
be trading with both sides,
making profit from war."
I've pinned your colors
to the mast.
Thank you.
This is good.
You might lose
a few friends.
Most of them have gone back
to the States anyway.
Harry, I want
to write a piece
about the Procurement
Committee.
They're a pretty
powerful bunch.
Don't talk to me
about them.
I'm done
with the lot of them.
Knocked you back,
did they?
(sighs)
I gave Loxley some contacts,
but I don't like him.
Anyway, I'm not interested
in the Procurement Committee.
There are other ways
to help the war effort.
Delphine, come look
what's just arrived!
Don't take it.
Harry Selfridge
is buying you.
Let him!
I've had enough independence
for one lifetime.
Anyway, I'm not 20 anymore.
You're as good as.
You're sweet, Jim,
but I have to be realistic.
No, Mr. Selfridge
is quite a catch.
He's the kind of man that
the less you ask for,
the more he gives.
He's married to your chum.
He makes her unhappy.
She doesn't understand him.
And you do?
Oh, yes.
I know what makes
Harry Selfridge tick.
Am I disturbing you?
No, come on in.
I'm just getting
a waistcoat made
with this British cloth
that we're promoting.
I just wanted to say
thank you for the wine
and to tell you that
I can't accept it.
Of course you can.
You'd be doing me a favor.
I need the space
in my warehouse
and you organized
a great evening of cards.
Even though you got no joy
from Lord Egerton.
Can you turn that
around fast?
Yes, sir.
But Bill Summertime
came to see me.
Bill?
But he hardly spoke to you
all evening.
I don't know
if you know what he does.
He enlightened me.
Is he for real?
Oh, yes.
He's a very old friend,
we go way back,
but he's impossible
to say no to.
What did he come
to see you about?
Thank you,
Miss Plunkett.
(door closes)
I can't really
discuss it.
(sighs)
Don't be rash.
I know you worry that
you're not doing your bit
for this country,
but it's not true.
People come to this store
and their hearts lighten.
They forget about
their problems.
Believe me, I know.
Is the club in trouble?
Oh, only with supplies.
These are tough times.
If there's anything else
I can do…
You're sweet.
But I can look
after myself.
And you should do the same.
Rose!
Delphine!
I haven't seen you
in so long.
You never come and see me
at the club anymore.
I have been so busy
with the store.
Oh, more charity events?
Actually,
I'm helping Harry,
particularly with the new
female staff.
Well, that's
marvelous.
He enjoyed his
card evening with you.
I should have asked you
before leading him astray.
Oh, I'm not
his keeper.
So am I forgiven, then?
Nothing to forgive.
Oh, good.
I must rush,
bye, darling.
(knocking)
Come.
Ah, Mr. Thackeray.
What can I do for you?
It's a delicate matter.
It's about Monsieur Leclair.
What about him?
I think we need
to consider the possibility
that he's not what he seems.
(scoffs)
What on earth do you mean?
He's behaving strangely.
I saw him,
here in this store,
exchange money with a man.
And I know for a fact
he's trying to locate
a German person.
A German person?
I also think he's been
to Germany recently.
Well, that can't be right.
Am I the only person
in the whole store
who can see him
for what he is?
He returned,
out of the blue,
just before the war started.
He looked unkempt,
he refused to engage
in questions
about what he'd been doing
for the past four years…
He was in America.
So why did he come back?
These questions
have to be asked.
The papers tell us
there are spies everywhere
and we must be vigilant…
Yes, all right,
thank you, Mr. Thackeray.
I'll look into it.
In the meantime,
please keep your
concerns to yourself.
We don't want to start
rumors flying.
Where are you going to?
A variety show.
With Mr. Colleano.
What's wrong with that?
You could do better.
Victor's a good, honest man.
Yeah?
Unlike me, you mean?
People are saying things
about you, Henri.
Oh?
And what are they saying?
That you're hiding something.
This country has gone mad.
But you are hiding something,
aren't you?
Why won't you talk to me?
You of all people,
to doubt me…
I don't want to.
But you're not the man
I used to know.
Ready?
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all
go down the Strand… "
I haven't seen you look
so happy in ages.
I've been taking
life too seriously,
that's why.
It's so nice to not be
worrying all the time.
Thank you, Victor.
I needed this.
"Oh, what a happy band "
" That's the place
for fun and noise "
" All among the girls and boys "
" So let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Let's all go down
the Strand "
" I'll be leader,
you can march behind "
" Come with me
and see what we can find "
" Let's all
go down the Strand "
" Oh, what a happy band "
" That's the place
for fun and noise "
" All among the girls and boys "
" So let's all
go down the Strand! "
(cheering and applause)
Thank you!
(applause continues)
(humming)
What?
Hello, Richard.
Well…
Richard Chapman singing
at music halls.
I never would have
believed it.
(chuckling)
I have to make
a living, Mae.
Anyway, I enjoy it.
And you know me.
As long as I'm singing,
I'm happy.
I'm glad you said that
because I have a job for you.
Some new favorites, with a bit
of classical thrown in.
It's for a charity concert
at Selfridge's.
Please say
you'll do it.
For you, I will.
" I'll be dreaming,
Dear, of you "
" Day by day… "
All right, stop it.
" Dreaming when
the skies are blue "
" When they're gray… "
Oh, you haven't
changed a bit.
(laughing)
You'll have to smarten me up
a little.
My dress coat
has seen better days.
Oh, I can arrange that.
I bet you can arrange
anything now.
You landed your
Stage Door Johnny.
It's what all the girls
wanted, but you got it.
I did.
I'm beginning to think
that maybe it was a mistake.
He does love you?
I… I don't think Loxley knows
what love is.
Then why did he marry you?
Well…
Everyone wanted me
that season.
Do you remember?
For some reason,
I was the "in" thing.
Loxley likes to get
what other people want.
I'm to blame as well, though.
I married him for money
and for his power.
I thought I could keep him
at bay, you see?
I was wrong.
Leave him.
He doesn't own you.
He owns everything
I stand up in.
Who cares about fur coats?
I do.
What's so great
about this thing, anyway?
It keeps me warm.
A good man would do that.
You're a clever girl, Mae,
and you have a big heart.
You deserve to be happy.
Coming here
and seeing you,
it has reminded me
of the girl that I used to be.
She wasn't so bad, was she?
No, maybe she wasn't.
Where have you been?
Out, obviously.
I've been waiting for you.
After you.
(humming)
You seem in good spirits
this morning, Miss Mardle.
Indeed I am,
Miss Hawkins.
I went out last night.
Oh, with Miss Towler?
All girls together?
With Miss Towler
and two gentlemen.
I had a most
enjoyable evening.
Miss Calthorpe,
now you are back at Accessories,
I expect to see
Accessories standards.
Please be careful
with the handkerchiefs.
No creasing.
Thank you.
Yes, Miss Mardle.
Happy to be back, then?
I'd forgotten what
an old battle-axe Miss M is.
I should have stayed on tea.
(laughs)
Oh, this is for you.
Well, not for you
exactly.
For your sister.
British made.
My sisters loved their dolls.
Rotten not to have many.
Oh, Ruth will love it.
But you shouldn't have!
I wanted to.
You're a gentleman
and a friend.
Thank you.
CRABB: If Mrs. Crabb had more to
do, perhaps she'd worry less.
GROVE:
What's she worrying about?
She's stockpiling
the most peculiar things.
Last night, I stubbed my toe
on a jar of marmalade.
Under the bed!
Doris hardly seems
to notice we're at war.
She's so taken
with the children.
Mr. Grove, Mr. Crabb,
good morning.
Good morning,
Miss Mardle.
Aren't you looking well,
Miss Mardle?
I have noticed recently that
while we're all getting older,
you seem to be
getting younger.
Are you wearing
a new scent, Miss Mardle?
Yes, I thought I might
spoil myself.
Are arrangements
moving forward
for the charity concert,
Mr. Crabb?
Indeed they are.
We've found our singer,
a tenor called…?
A contact
of Lady Loxley's.
Richard Chapman.
Oh!
Well, if he needs
accompaniment,
my Belgian lodger
is a marvelous violinist.
How's she settling in?
Quite well, thank you.
That's a good idea.
Thank you, Miss Mardle.
Please ask her.
Indeed.
HENRY. Miss Plunkett said
you wanted to see me.
Yes, uh…
Please sit down.
The fact is there's been
some gossip in the store
about you.
It's all nonsense,
of course, but…
Well, I need
the requisite details
in order to extinguish it.
So could you tell me precisely
what you've been doing
since you left Selfridge's
four years ago?
I have been in America,
as you know.
Yes, but for the whole time?
No, not exactly.
Where were you, then?
Europe.
Germany?
Yes, Germany.
Henri, I have no intention
of inquiring
into your private life.
Good, because I have
no intention
of telling you about it.
But what I would say
is that Mr. Selfridge has placed
a great deal of trust in you.
And if you are holding
anything back,
anything at all,
now would be
the time to tell me.
There is something
I must tell you.
I am going to hand in my notice.
The French government
is accepting older men
for the army.
I wish to leave
as soon as I can.
I heard this morning.
The bank's going
to give me a loan
so I can get the restaurant
going again.
Oh, that's wonderful!
I'm going to hand in my notice.
Mr. Selfridge
will miss you.
Will you?
Of course I will.
You know I will.
You could come and run
the restaurant with me.
What?
Marry me.
But…
Just hear me out,
all right?
You need somebody, Agnes.
You think you're fine
on your own, but you're not.
Ever since George left,
you've been sad,
and I see that
and it breaks my heart.
I want to wake up
beside you every morning
and fall asleep
beside you every night
and I think
you want that too.
Victor…
We can really make something
of this restaurant, Agnes,
and when we have children,
they can help us as well.
We'll be a proper family.
Life is about people
when it comes down to it,
and nothing else.
Victor…
Please, don't say no
before you've had a chance
to think it through, at least.
Well, if you'd let me
get a word in,
you'd hear what I've got to say.
It's yes.
Really?
Really!
Thank you.
So Mr. Grove has agreed
to let you play
at the charity concert.
Now, there will be
Suffrage ladies there…
Suffrage ladies?
The bossy ladies.
Oh.
But one of the things they do
is organize theater events
at the military camps.
They might be able
to get you some work.
You are always
thinking about me.
Well…
It's quite nice to have
someone to think about.
Oh, I'm sorry I'm late.
We hadn't started eating.
Has something happened?
Um…
Well, um,
I shouldn't tell you,
I promised I wouldn't,
and, um…
You mustn't
breathe a word.
Mr. Colleano?
He proposed.
(gasps)
And he gave me this.
Oh, Agnes,
congratulations.
Thank you.
SELFRIDGE: So, to what
do I owe the pleasure?
Felt.
Felt?
Yes, to line
military coats.
I need a great deal of it,
and quickly.
I trust you have
suppliers.
I do.
Would this information be
for the Procurement Committee?
Does it matter who it's for?
A great deal.
There are businessmen
in London
who are trying to buy up
material to sell to the enemy.
American businessmen.
Just because
they're my countrymen
doesn't mean that I have
any intention of helping them.
How do you know
about them anyway?
(laughing)
What's so amusing?
Your hypocrisy.
Until a couple
of weeks ago,
this shop was full
of German merchandise.
As was every store in London.
Britain depended too much
on German manufacturing.
But you still kept on buying
from the…
good old Fatherland?
I don't trust you, Loxley.
It's as simple as that.
I can't and won't help you.
Find your felt elsewhere.
Who are you to talk
about trust, Selfridge?
You're a tradesman.
And trade is a dirty business.
All you've done is build
your vulgar shop here
and get rich.
You have done absolutely nothing
for this country.
There's a guest to see you,
Mr. Selfridge.
He's waiting
in the courtyard.
Thank you.
Mr. Summertime,
good evening.
Mr. Selfridge.
I must know your answer.
Well, I made a fuss
about the government
not using me
for the war effort.
I'd be a coward
and a hypocrite
if I said no.
Good man.
Now, these are the names
of the manufacturers
we want you
to try to meet.
The name at the top is of
particular interest to us.
He's due in Berlin
in the next couple of weeks,
so we may ask you to go
at a moment's notice.
SELFRIDGE: I was thinking
about going to Europe.
Why?
I have to tie up
some supply situations.
But don't worry;
I'll be on American papers.
I'll be fine.
Where in Europe?
Paris, mostly.
(footsteps)
Well, I'm excited
about tonight.
Harry, I need to talk to you
about something.
If it's about work,
it can wait.
No, it can't wait.
You look beautiful.
Thanks!
Oh, I'm looking forward to this.
Shall we go?
Here, allow me.
It's kind of you
to borrow these for me.
You need to look
your best, don't you?
Am I good?
Very good.
(door opens)
I thought you might like
to wear these.
They belong to George.
Are you sure?
He'd want for you
to wear them.
(piano playing Debussy's
"Clair de Lune")
Good evening.
Good evening,
Mr. Grove.
Good evening.
Ah, Miss Towler.
Good evening,
Miss Mardle.
Where is
your violinist?
Mr. Chapman would
very much like to meet her.
This is Florian, Mr. Grove.
Hello.
But I thought…
Yes, there was
a little bit of a mix-up,
but we're happy to have Florian
staying with us.
Where is Mr. Chapman?
He's on the terrace,
waiting to begin.
Just through there,
Florian.
Thank you.
Good luck.
GROVE: I can't quite believe
you have a young man
living with you
in your house.
Well, I couldn't
turn him away, could I?
Special times call
for special measures,
don't you think, Mr. Grove?
Now, if you'll
excuse me.
Where am I sitting?
Right this way, ma'am.
Thank you.
Good evening,
Mrs. Selfridge,
Mr. Selfridge.
You look very smart,
Mr. Crabb.
Oh…
(laughs politely)
Could I have
a quick word, Chief?
I'll see you
in there, Harry.
There's a gentleman
to see you
in your office.
He says it's urgent.
(laughing)
Good evening,
Miss Towler.
Good evening,
Mr. Thackeray.
Good evening,
Mrs. Selfridge.
Lord Loxley.
Lady Mae.
I'm looking forward to this:
a patriotic concert organized
by the only Americans
left in town.
Well, we may be Americans,
Lord Loxley,
but Selfridge's
is a British store
and it's very proud
to play its part.
Where is Harry?
He should be here
any moment.
Please, take your seats.
Mr. Crabb,
could I have a word?
We really can't wait
any longer
We'll have to begin
without him.
Yes.
Thank you.
Gentlemen,
we are about to start.
SUMMERTIME: We have to leave now, Mr.
Selfridge.
Tonight?
Yes, right away.
We've heard the chap we want you
to meet is in Berlin.
He might not stay for long.
I have a concert to attend.
My wife and guests
are waiting.
Write a note
to your wife explaining.
Tell her you need to be
in Paris straight away.
An important supplier
is in town.
Ask her to explain
to your employees
that you'll be back
in a few days.
We want to reassure her
and your staff.
We don't want them
worrying about you.
" And nations to Eastwood,
and nations to Westwood "
" As foremen may curse them,
the Yeomen of England "
" No other land can nurse them "
" But their motherland
called England… "
Is everything all right?
It's Harry.
He's going away.
Can you find out
what's going on?
Yeah.
Thank you.
(music concludes)
(applause)
(shouts of "Bravo!")
Thank you.
This next song is for our boys
at the front,
But I need a little help
with this one,
so which one of you lovely
ladies would like to join me?
I will.
(piano playing introduction)
(violin joins in)
" Up to mighty London came
an Irish man one day"
" As the streets
were paved with gold "
" Sure, everyone was gay "
" Singing songs of Piccadilly,
Strand, and Leicester Square "
" 'Til Paddy got excited, then
he shouted to them there… "
Please join in,
I'm sure you know it.
" It's a long way
to Tipperary"
" It's a long way to go "
" It's a long way
to Tipperary "
" To the sweetest girl I know "
" Goodbye, Piccadilly "
" Farewell, Leicester Square "
(faint): " It's a long,
long way to Tipperary… "
I'm late for your concert!
I'm so sorry, Harry.
Bill?
Good evening, Delphine.
Where are you going?
I hope you're not
involving Harry
in anything dangerous.
This has nothing
to do with you.
I'm off on a business trip,
that's all.
Please, don't worry Rose
about this.
She doesn't know.
I won't breathe a word
to anyone.
I'll be thinking of you.
Good luck, Harry.
We have to go,
Mr. Selfridge.
" It's a long, long way
to Tipperary "
" But my heart's
right there."
(applause)
Thank you,
Mr. Richard Chapman
and our surprise soloist,
the lovely Lady Loxley.
(applause)
All the money raised tonight
goes towards provisions
for our soldiers at the Front.
And this next song
is for them too.
Thank you.
(music starts)
Did you find him?
No. He must have
already left.
" O Danny boy, the pipes,
the pipes are calling "
" From glen to glen,
and down the mountainside "
" The summer's gone "
" And all the flowers
are dying… "
Can I help you?
Mrs. Selfridge,
I'm looking for
an Henri Leclair.
(whispering):
Henri.
Come with me, please, sir.
You are suspected of spying.
What?
ROSE:
Henri!
Don't touch me!
AGNES:
What is this about?
ROSE:
Henri!
Hey, don't touch me!
AGNES: Excuse me, there must
be some sort of mistake!
POLICEMAN:
Stay back, miss.
All right, all right…
ROSE:
Henri…
RICHARD: " 'Tis I'll be there
in sunshine or in shadow "
" O Danny boy, O Danny boy,
I love you so "
" And if you come
when all the flowers are dying "
" And I am dead,
as dead I well may be "
" You'll come and find
the place where I am lying "
" And kneel and say
an "Ave" there for me. "
" And I shall hear,
though soft you tread above me "
" And all my dreams
will warm and sweeter be "
" If you'll not fail
to tell me that you love me "
" I'll simply sleep in peace
until you come to me. "