Upstairs, Downstairs (1971–1975): Season 5, Episode 15 - All the King's Horses - full transcript

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JAMES: Need a hand
with the baggage, Edward?

EDWARD: Oh, I'm certain they're
not as heavy as they look.

JAMES: [Laughs] That's what
they said in New York.

Hello?!

Ah, hello.
Who are you?

MARY: Mary, sir.

JAMES: Mary. Mary.
Do you know who I am, Mary?

MARY:
Of course, I do, sir.

JAMES: Splendid.

HUDSON: Welcome home, sir.



I'm sorry I wasn't at
the front door to greet you.

JAMES:
That's no problem, Hudson.

Everything okay?

HUDSON:
Yes. Yes, thank you, sir.

Did you have
a pleasant voyage, sir?

JAMES: Oh, yes, thank you,
Hudson, okay.

The weather
has been pretty kind.

Too many people jostling about
trying to have a good time.

Is my father in?

HUDSON:
His lordship and her ladyship

have gone to
Madame Tussauds waxworks, sir.

An official reception,
I believe,

for some visiting diplomats.

They send their apologies.



JAMES:
Miss Georgina, is she here?

HUDSON: Oh, she's visiting
Lady Isabel Dawson, sir.

Lord Stockbridgés aunt.

She hopes to be back
in time for dinner.

EDWARD: That's all right,
Mr. Hudson, I'll take those up.

HUDSON:
Oh, thank you, Edward.

Would you like some tea, sir?

JAMES:
Oh, tea, yes, thank you, Hudson.

But first I want a bath.

HUDSON:
Mary, run a bath for the Major.

The new housemaid, sir.

JAMES:
Yes. Yes, that's new, too.

HUDSON: Oh, that?

Yes, sir, it was a gift
from the French Ambassador.

JAMES: From French Equatorial
Africa, by the look of things.

HUDSON: [Laughs]

VIRGINIA: Ah, James!

JAMES: All right, is it?

VIRGINIA: All right?
Richard!

Oh, James, thank you so much.

JAMES: Well, one never
really knows about jewellery.

I had to take advice
on this one.

VIRGINIA: You did, did you?
I wonder who from.

JAMES: Elizabeth.
Now, father, for yours.

A lot of argument
about this one.

JAMES: Yes. Here we are.

RICHARD: Oh, my dear fellow.
JAMES: Go on, open it.

VIRGINIA:
Come on, yes, open it.

RICHARD: Oh, I say.

You went much too far.

VIRGINIA:
Come on, darling, try it on.

RICHARD:
All right, I will, I will.

JAMES: The colour
all right, is it?

Now, Elizabeth swore
it should have been red.

VIRGINIA:
Oh no, no, no, no, no.

The colour's absolutely perfect.

It's always been my favourite
colour for him.

James, you're --
you're brilliant.

JAMES:
It fits, does it?

RICHARD: Well, I -- it might
have been made for me.

My dear fellow, it was much,
much too extravagant.

JAMES: Oh, not a bit of it.

I was in the heart of Arizona
last Christmas,

I couldn't find
anything decent there.

God knows where
I was for the birthdays.

VIRGINIA: Will you both excuse
me, I must go and change,

and I know exactly
the right dress to be worn

with this necklace.

Good to have you back, James.

JAMES: Yes.

Well, how was
Madame Tussauds?

RICHARD: Oh, I'm sorry about
that, couldn't get out of it.

JAMES: No, it's all right,
it's all right.

Did you see any friends
of yours stuck up there in wax?

RICHARD: Several.
Far too life-like.

Gladstone practically reached
out and shook me by the hand.

JAMES: [Laughs]
RICHARD: What's your news?

From your letters
and the look of you,

America seems to have done
you a power of good.

JAMES: Oh, yes,
I'm in pretty good spirits.

- GEORGINA: Jumbo!
JAMES: Ah!

GEORGINA:
Oh, darling, darling, James.

Oh, we've missed you so much,
haven't we, Uncle Richard?

Promise you won't go away
for so long again.

JAMES: No, I shall go away
whenever I please.

You don't need me
if all I hear is true.

Well, congratulations,
if they're still in order.

GEORGINA: Yes, they are.
Thank you.

JAMES: Is this fellow
as splendid as she makes out

in her letters, father,
or has she been exaggerating?

RICHARD: I'm very fond of him.
We all are.

JAMES: It's a bit Victorian,
isn't it,

sending him half way round
the world to get rid of him.

GEORGINA: We didn't ask for it.

Tell that to the Duke
and bring him back to me.

JAMES:
Where is the poor chap anyway?

GEORGINA: Bengal.

JAMES:
Ooh, watch out for tigers.

GEORGINA: I knew I'd have
trouble with you,

didn't I, Uncle Richard?

JAMES: Here we are.
There.

GEORGINA: For me?

JAMES:
Yes. Open it.

GEORGINA: Oh!

RICHARD: Oh.

GEORGINA: Oh.

James.

I hope your intended
takes it in the right spirit.

He was talking
in the car coming back, Rose.

Seems everyone's
making a packet over there.

HUDSON: Spotted dick
for pudding, Mrs. Bridges?

MRS. BRIDGES:
That's right, Mr. Hudson.

HUDSON:
After the pheasant?

MRS. BRIDGES: He always used to
ask for spotted dick first day

back from his school holidays.

I saw no cause
to break with tradition,

just because
he's come back from America.

EDWARD: Here, Daisy,
you should have heard him.

There's nurses,
window cleaners,

even the chauffeurs
are rich over there.

Seems like America
is the place for us.

HUDSON: The dining room
is the place for you, Daisy.

Come on now, quickly.

JAMES: [Laughs] I didn't like
the place at all to begin with.

I was unnerved.
That first month with Elizabeth!

I mean, a quiet evening
with Elizabeth and Dana

means no less than
15 people to dinner!

RICHARD: But she gave you
the introductions, did she?

JAMES: Oh, yes, yes,
it paid off certainly.

When I got back to New York,
I began to enjoy myself.

Is this Chateau Lafite,
father?

RICHARD:
Well, of course.

JAMES: Quite delicious.

I haven't tasted anything
like it for two years.

Prohibition is the maddest
of all laws.

When I was there, rich people
broke it all the time.

Well, everybody breaks it now.
They fight over it.

I was nearly killed
in a riot in Phoenix.

Really?

JAMES: Elizabeth and Dana
keep their cellar in a dugout

underneath the gazebo.

Oh, she's in her element --

the most talked about
hostess in town.

The house is always jammed
with politicians, writers,

the best in society.

But, you know, the real lions
of the moment are the brokers.

The talk is all money.

VIRGINIA:
Oh, dear, how boring.

JAMES: Oh, no, Virginia,
you don't understand.

It's extraordinary, the feeling
of excitement and uncertainty.

It's like a game.

Dana used to take me down
to wall Street with him.

It's the most incredible
experience,

the feeling of fellowship,
like the war.

RICHARD: Dana advised you
on money matters, did he?

Oh, yes, yes.

He's become a director
of Goldman Sachs --

the big trading corporation
right in the center of it.

In fact, it's due to him

that I owe most
of my newfound wealth.

Oh, golly, James,
how rich are you?

Well, I'm not a millionaire,

but I'll pay
for any wedding you want.

Oh, no!

JAMES: And you're
to have the best trousseau,

all the trappings,

and I'm going to pay
for the honeymoon.

No, no, I've decided on that.

I mean, what's the point
of the stuff otherwise, eh?

What's this, Hudson?

Spotted dick! [Laughs]

Oh, that brings back memories.

VIRGINIA: Mrs. Bridges
made it specially for you.

JAMES: Oh, God!

Send Mrs. Bridges my
apologies will you, Hudson.

I couldn't possibly.

Now, where was I?

VIRGINIA: Uh?
Oh, your newfound riches.

JAMES: Oh, yes.
I've been thinking, father.

This house, I thought
maybe I'd sell it, you know,

and get somewhere larger
for the children.

VIRGINIA: Oh, well, that's
very kind of you, James, but...

Thank you, Hudson.

The children
are almost grown up now.

I don't think we need anything
larger, do we, darling?

Oh, something smaller
if anything, James.

All right then, a villa, a villa
in the south of France.

Or a yacht.

Are you serious?

Of course,
I'm serious, damn you!

Why won't people realize?

It's open
to everybody out there.

Over here, too,
if they want it.

Look, Dana's chauffeur,
he heard a conversation

in the back of the car,
as a result of which,

he invested his life savings
in Bethlehem Steel.

He retired overnight.

VIRGINIA: It doesn't sound
quite healthy to me.

JAMES:
Now why not, Virginia?

Look, we work all our lives
for prosperity,

and when it comes to us, freely,
as it can to any man alive,

we find moral objections to it.

RICHARD: But there's still
poverty in America, James.

HUDSON: Daisy,
get rid of some of this,

and don't let Mrs. Bridges
catch you, understand?

DAISY:
Yes, Mr. Hudson.

RICHARD: Nonsense.
It's given only to a few.

RICHARD: Nonsense.
It's given only to a few.

We must keep things
in perspective.

JAMES: All right, father.
Stand rebuked.

VIRGINIA: Oh, James,
you're not rebuked at all!

You're not rebuking,
are you, Richard?

No, not at all.
A note of caution, that's all.

One does hear rumours.

Of course, one hears rumours,
father.

Wall Street thrives on rumours.
It's part of the game!

I was conditioned,
well, we were all conditioned,

to believe that
money was vulgar, taboo.

If one had it,
one was discreet about it,

one didn't talk about it.

Well, over there, these people,
they rejoice in it.

It's the gold at the end
of the rainbow, of fairy tales.

Money doesn't have to corrupt.

I just rejoice in it
with them.

I want to drink a toast.

To my investments,
to Georgina's wedding

and to the happiness
it can bring us all.

I drink to prosperity.

Well, why won't
anybody join me?

I'll join you.

To prosperity-

ALL: To prosperity.

[Laughter]

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, thank you, dear.

Did he like his pudding?

DAISY: Uh, yes, Mrs. Bridges,
he ate it all up.

Ah, I knew he would.

HUDSON:
Is that for me, Mary, thank you.

MRS. BRIDGES: I had hoped
he'd pop down and see me,

but I expect he's worn out
after the journey.

ROSE: Thanks, Mary.

I haven't seen him
yet neither.

Has he changed much?

DAISY: Yes, he's rich!

HUDSON: Daisy!

MARY:
He's certainly good looking.

EDWARD: You play
your cards right, Mary,

you might end up
by marrying him.

MARY:
Mmm, living in luxury.

HUDSON: Now that's enough
of that talk from both of you.

EDWARD:
I was only joking, Mr. Hudson.

DAISY: How do you make money on
the stock exchange, Mr. Hudson?

HUDSON: You buy shares
in certain commodities, Daisy,

and when the shares
rise in value you sell them,

and keep the profits.

That's the principle.

DAISY: That sounds easy.

MR. HUDSON: Oh, the shares
can also lose their value,

and then you lose your money.

It's a matter
of great expertise,

judging which to buy
and which to leave alone.

Well, you'd have
to have people

to advise you, wouldn't you --
people what knew about it?

You also have people advising
you on horse racing, Rose,

jockeys and stable lads,

and look where
that can lead you.

DAISY: Yeah,
but that's not the same.

HUDSON:
It's very much the same, Daisy.

It's called speculating,

which is another word
for gambling,

if you look in the dictionary.

I agree with you, Mr. Hudson.

It's immoral, making money
what you haven't worked for.

The Major's not immoral,
Mrs. Bridges!

That's different.
He's a gentleman.

Quite right, Mrs. Bridges.

The stock exchange is not
for the likes of us.

I thought I might warm these
by the fire for you, sir.

Oh, thank you, Hudson.

They're rather natty,
don't you think?

Look, they've got
my monogram on them.

HUDSON:
Oh, they're very smart sir.

I just hope they won't be
too cold for an English winter.

JAMES: Oh, Lord,
I hadn't thought of that.

There was a heat wave
in New York when I left.

Thank you, Hudson.
Staff all well, are they?

HUDSON:
Oh, very well, thank you, sir.

Ruby is visiting her mother
in Barnsley today.

JAMES: And the new girl,
is she shaping up all right?

HUDSON: Yes, she's quite
dependable, sir.

JAMES: Well, send my regards
to Rose and Mrs. Bridges.

I should have brought
them back something.

I didn't get round to it.

Would you like a cigar, Hudson?
No, no, you don't, do you?

HUDSON:
Well, very occasionally, sir.

Oh, you'd like one, would you?

Please, please take one.

Well, thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

Good night, sir.

JAMES: [Laughs]
Good night, Hudson.

[Sighs]

Oh, what's that?

GEORGINA: I waited for your man
to leave, darling. [Laughs]

JAMES: Georgina,
you gave me a terrible start.

Now, sit down
and behave yourself.

GEORGINA: What are you doing
sitting all in the dark?

JAMES: Sitting here
quietly enjoying my cigar.

Do you want one?

GEORGINA:
I'd love a drink.

JAMES: Whiskey?
- GEORGINA: Please.

I didn't get a chance
to talk to you all evening.

Apart from you being horrid
to me when I first came in.

JAMES:
I wasn't horrid at all.

No, no, you've got it all wrong.
I'm very happy for you.

If you are.

Are you?

GEORGINA:
When I feel close to him.

When I read his letters.

I was so happy seeing
his Aunt Isabel today.

She's a darling,
she's on our side,

and she looks just like him.

The rest is awful, that's
why I've missed you so much.

JAMES:
Don't your friends help?

GEORGINA:
I've given most of them up.

I had a point to prove
to his family.

JAMES: Oh.

GEORGINA: I spend
most of the time

just wandering about
like a nun, counting days.

But now you're back,
you can take me out.

They can't object to that.

Unless, of course,

you've found yourself some rich,
American widow.

Have you?
JAMES: Oh, yes, yes.

She arrives tomorrow
on the He de France.

GEORGINA: It's not true!
I couldn't bear it.

JAMES:
No. No, there's no one.

GEORGINA: Thank goodness.

JAMES: There was though,
for a short while.

I met her in Phoenix.

GEORGINA: In the riot?

JAMES:
Mmm. I rescued her from that.

GEORGINA: Tell me about her.
Was she a widow?

Have you a photograph?

JAMES: No. No, I don't keep
photographs any more.

Yes, Yes, she was a widow.

She was married
to a Mexican nobleman.

He died a couple of years ago.

She has a small son, Manuelo.

Splendid little fellow,
I got on well with him.

GEORGINA:
She sounds perfect.

Yes, yes she was.
In Phoenix.

She belonged there
and I didn't.

It's as simple as that.

GEORGINA: I'm sorry.

JAMES: Why should you be?
I'm not.

No, it's the future that counts.

I'm going to start
with this damn room.

It depresses me.

I'm going to clear it
all out and redecorate.

GEORGINA: Oh, I'll help.

JAMES: Will you?
- GEORGINA: Mm.

JAMES: Yes. It might
keep you out of mischief.

I don't approve of
this monastic existence

and neither
does young Stockbridge,

I should think.

How long --
how long is he away for?

GEORGINA: 168 days.

JAMES: Right, for 168 days,
you're in my charge.

We start tomorrow morning
with a ride before breakfast.

8:00 sharp in the hall.

GEORGINA:
Very good, General. [Laughs]

Oh, I do
love you, James.

JAMES: Oh. what time is it?

MARY: 10:00, sir.

JAMES: 10:00?
Why wasn't I woken?

MARY:
Miss Georgina said not to, sir.

Said to let you sleep on,

and bring
your breakfast up at 10:00.

Damn. Damn, damn, damn.
Where is she?

MARY:
She's gone riding, sir.

JAMES: Alone? Oh.

ROSE: Oh. Good morning, sir.

JAMES: Hello, Rose.
Where is everybody?

The house is damn quiet.

ROSE: Well, his lordship went
out early this morning, sir.

And the lady...

Excuse me, sir,
I was just looking

for her ladyship's gloves.

[Laughs]
Oh, you look well, sir!

JAMES: Yes, I'm okay.
How are you?

ROSE: I'm okay also.
Same as ever.

How is Miss Elizabeth?

JAMES: Oh, same as ever.
She sends her regards.

ROSE: Oh, thank you, sir.

Sir,

do you think I could have
a word with you for a moment,

if you're not too busy?

JAMES: No, I'm not busy.
Go ahead.

Well, I don't know
if you remember, sir,

but Sgt. Wilmot
left me some money.

And it's on deposit
in the bank.

And I was wondering whether
I should invest some of it.

JAMES: Yes.

Just a little, a small amount.

Yes, well that sounds like
a very good idea, Rose.

Oh, do you think so, sir?

Only Hudson
seems a bit doubtful.

JAMES: Really? why?

HUDSON: He says it's like
gambling on the horses.

JAMES:
Oh no, no, it isn't Rose.

It is speculating.

Now, there's a world
of difference.

Your money will go
to make new factories

and new jobs
for thousands of people.

Will it, sir?

I hadn't thought
of it like that.

Only trouble is, if I was to go
in, well, I'd have to ask...

Well, you're asking me,
aren't you, Rose?

Yes, sir.

It's very simple.

Now, how much
do you want to invest?

I don't know.

I've got £1,275 altogether.

JAMES:
Now, that's very good, Rose.

Now, how much shall we say?

It's up to you, it's your money,
you must decide.

ROSE:
Leave it to you, sir.

Right.

What we'll do
is we'll put your money

through an investment trust.

Now, that means that expert
people will be handling it.

Do you understand?

Right.

Now where
is this bank of yours?

ROSE: Do it now, sir?

JAMES: Well, there's no time
like the present, Rose. Come on.

ROSE: Ah. Yes.

JAMES: Here we are!
Start packing will you?

GEORGINA:
Where shall I start?

JAMES: Oh, yes,
start with that wardrobe.

Clear everything
out of there,

and then get those
drawers sorted out.

EDWARD:
That's foreign looking, sir.

JAMES: Isn't it?

Oh, excuse me.

EDWARD: Yes, sir.

JAMES: Here we go.

[Music plays]

You like?

GEORGINA: Hmm, very.

EDWARD:
This has arrived for you, sir.

JAMES:
Oh, thank you, Edward.

Do you still collect stamps?

EDWARD: Oh, yes, sir.

JAMES: Here's four
George washingtons for you.

EDWARD:
Thank you very much.

GEORGINA: I didn't know
you kept all this junk.

EDWARD: I recognize that, sir,
that's an old German forage cap.

JAMES:
That's right, Edward.

Do you want it?
You can keep it.

EDWARD: Can I, sir?
Thank you very much.

GEORGINA:
Some of my letters.

Jumbo?

JAMES: What?

GEORGINA:
Is it your American widow?

JAMES:
No. You carry on, Georgina.

GEORGINA: But, James?

James, I don't know
what you want to keep.

HUDSON:
Terrible news, terrible.

The slide has begun
in earnest, I'm afraid.

MRS. BRIDGES:
What slide is that, Mr. Hudson?

The economic slide in America,
Mrs. Bridges, on wall Street.

The bottom has fallen
out of the stock market.

EDWARD:
Bottom fallen out?

DAISY:
What do you mean, Mr. Hudson.

HUDSON: There have been signs of
it for several days now.

Rumors circulating that shares
have lost their value,

investors panicking
and trying to sell,

causing the shares to drop
even further in value.

They're finally not worth
the paper they're written on.

Thousands have been ruined.

I don't understand that,
Mr. Hudson.

I mean, how can money
be there one minute,

and disappear the next?

HUDSON: It's the mysteries
of high finance, Edward.

It would take too long
to explain the details.

Mr. Hudson,
does that mean

that the Major's
lost all his money?

Short of a miracle
I fear that may be so,

Mrs. Bridges,
according to these reports.

RICHARD: James.

JAMES: Just -- just give us
a moment would you, father?

GEORGINA:
Put us out of our misery, James.

VIRGINIA:
How badly has it hit you?

JAMES: Well, if Dana had only
sent a cable I could...

I could have saved something.

As it is I've been hit
pretty hard, yes.

VIRGINIA: Wiped out?

JAMES: I don't know.
Yes.

RICHARD: Couldn't your London
brokers have warned you?

JAMES:
No. No, it was too late.

You see the first real hint
of any trouble was last Thursday

and then the bankers
stepped in and checked it.

So, yesterday, when the news
was bad again,

everyone thought
they'd do the same.

But they didn't.

Even Goldman Sachs
was buying its own stock,

deliberately swindling itself,

trying to get confidence back
but it was...it was too late.

Out of touch over here.
Over there, too.

The damn ticker tape
was lagging.

Lack of proper information.
Snowball and panic.

RICHARD: Elizabeth and Dana?

JAMES: Oh, I shouldn't
worry about Dana, father.

He'll have
salvaged something.

VIRGINIA:
We could sell my necklace.

GEORGINA: And my fur.

JAMES:
No. No. Drops in the ocean.

I'd borrowed a fair bit.

JAMES: Come in.

Oh, come in, Rose.

ROSE: Hudson said
you wanted to see me, sir.

JAMES:
Yes. Sit down, Rose.

I, um...

I'm not sure
how much you know.

ROSE: Well, Hudson has explained
a bit to me, sir,

but I don't quite understand.

JAMES: Yes. well, certain things
have happened

on the American stock market,

things quite
outside our control,

which mean that
the money you invested,

and my investments, too,
have been lost.

ROSE: Lost, sir?
All of it gone?

Nothing left?

JAMES:
Nothing worth talking about.

I'm sorry, Rose.
I don't know what to say.

I know how
you must be feeling.

ROSE: It wasn't your fault, sir,
was it?

Anyhow, it never did mean
much to me -- money.

Well, it's very good of you

to take it like that, Rose.

I'm grateful.
It helps me to feel better.

You do know that we'll always
look after you?

You'll never want for anything
in this house.

You have my word on that.

ROSE: Oh, yes.
I know that, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

[Cries] I only wanted
to do a little,

but he said there was no risk,
it was safe.

And now it's all gone.

How could he do it,
Mr. Hudson?

How could he take money
from a servant like that.

HUDSON: Oh, the Major's always
had a rash streak in his nature!

But this takes the biscuit,
I must say.

What would Gregory say?
That's what I'd like to know.

What did you say, dear?

ROSE:
Well, it was his money.

I was just keeping it for him.

HUDSON: Now, now, Rose.
Calm yourself.

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, Rose, Rose.

HUDSON:
It's not the end of your life.

You've still got us
to look after you.

ROSE: I don't want
you to look after me!

I want to look after meself
and now I can't.

I'm stuck in this house for
the rest of my rotten days.

Gregory'll never forgive me.

That's not very fair
on us, Rose.

ROSE:
It's not fair on me, neither.

Now, now,
Rose, we know it isn't.

We understand.

But they'll make it up
to you, upstairs.

I'm sure they will.

Directly his lordship
hears what's happened.

His lordship
mustn't hear about it.

No one must hear about it.

Rose, you must promise me

you will not tell a soul
what has happened.

You must carry on
as best you can.

ROSE: Carry on?

HUDSON:
For your own good, my dear.

Think of the shame,
the humiliation,

if it becomes common gossip.

Now, you don't want that,
do you?

Rose!

London press
are making a meal of it.

Financiers
jumping out of windows,

pedestrians picking
their way through the corpses.

Well, we can do without that
kind of sensationalism here.

VIRGINIA:
It's Rose I'm worried about.

RICHARD: Rose?

VIRGINIA:
James invested her nest egg.

RICHARD: He what?

The money
that Rose was left --

RICHARD: Virginia?
James invested her money?

VIRGINIA: Rose broke down this
morning and told me about it.

What the devil
did he think he was doing?

I want to see him at once.

VIRGINIA: Oh, Richard.

Hudson, is the Major in?

HUDSON: I think
he's in his room, my lord.

RICHARD: Tell him I want
to see him, will you?

VIRGINIA: Richard, not now,
please.

It's nearly lunch.

HUDSON: Yes, luncheon
is served, my lord.

RICHARD:
Never mind lunch.

HUDSON: Yes, my lord.

RICHARD: I know you've
lost a lot of money,

but I never thought you'd stoop
to borrowing from servants.

JAMES:
I did not borrow it, father!

Look, father, she came and asked
me of her own free will.

What was I supposed to do,
turn her away?

RICHARD:
Of course you should have.

Have you no sense?

It's an absolutely
unshakeable rule.

JAMES: What?

RICHARD: We never meddle
with the servants' money.

JAMES:
I did not meddle, father!

I invested it soundly.

How was I to know
this would happen?

Anyway, it's not some club
whereby only gentlemen

become rich
as if by divine right.

If she had become rich,
what then -- what?

Would a girl like Rose know
what to do with sudden wealth?

You'd have given her ideas,
dreams,

responsibilities
she couldn't have lived with.

JAMES: What arrogance to assume
you know what she'd have done!

My God!

RICHARD: We know
because she's always lived

under our care and protection.

JAMES: Father, she is
not some idiot family retainer.

She is an intelligent girl
and she knew the risks.

RICHARD:
How? Did you tell her the risk?

Or did you say it was all easy?

Did she trust you
as she always trusted us?

Either way,
you've ruined her life.

And now what's
to become of her?

You can't even afford
to pay her back.

JAMES: No, not at the moment
but I will try.

RICHARD:
You, you're wiped out, boy.

What can you do?

You can just thank God
your mother was spared all this.

Mother?

She wouldn't have
believed it of you, James.

You'd have broken her heart.

Mother lived
in a different age.

We've moved on,
there's been a war.

RICHARD: Oh, don't use
the war as an excuse.

The war's got nothing
to do with this.

We fought the war
to keep your mother's world.

To preserve certain standards
of decent behaviour.

JAMES:
You're talking like an old fool!

What? How dare you!

JAMES: Hopeless.
RICHARD: Hopeless, yes.

Yes, James, that is the word
exactly -- hopeless.

What do you know?

You, boy, everything you do
seems to come to nothing.

Why? Can you tell me why you,
with all your advantages,

does it always end the same?

JAMES: Explain yourself, father.
Come on.

Come on, let's have this out,
shall we now, once and for all.

[Bell rings]

So many things you could have
done with your life.

Any field you'd chosen.

That by-election --
now there was something.

You had a flair for politics,
you could have stuck with that.

JAMES: Politics.

You deliberately
discouraged me, father.

RICHARD: Oh, now.
JAMES: Now, don't deny it.

Right from the start,
politics wasn't for me.

The deceit and the compromise
of your life.

Oh, so what else was there?

Back to Jardines
or stock-broking.

Yes, yes, that was
a possibility,

as long as I didn't throw
any tips to poor Rose.

Kept them strictly for us.
- Now, James.

Oh, no, come on, come on,
what else was there?

The Colonial Service.
Yes.

Endless cocktail parties
in damnable climates --

that would have kept me
out of trouble, yes.

Or after Hazel, I could have
found some nice, rich widow,

become a gentleman of means,
of leisure, a parasite.

Would that have pleased you?
Yes.

Well, unfortunately, father,

the lady did not
present herself.

Now you're talking like a fool.
You could have married again.

That would have helped.
“JAMES: How?

It would have made you be happy,
given you responsibility.

JAMES:
Made me less selfish, you mean?

Yes, yes, exactly. Children.

Children?

Are children so important
to a man's happiness?

I should have thought, judging
by this conversation, not.

Anyway, if you remember,
Hazel miscarried.

RICHARD: Yes, yes, yes, I know,
but that was very sad.

But there's still time, James.

I can't tell you what to do.
It's up to you.

All I can offer is my love
and support,

the love of the whole family.

JAMES: Love or pity?

RICHARD: Oh, no, no,
not pity, damn it.

You've had some hard knocks,

your generation,
but you came through.

JAMES: Many didn't.

RICHARD:
No, but you did, James.

That is the point.
It's a question of attitude.

You've got brains,
intelligence, character.

Why not go back to America?
You were happy there.

JAMES: Yes, that would be very
convenient, wouldn't it.

RICHARD: What? Oh, no, James,
I didn't mean it like that.

You know I didn't.

JAMES:
I know I'm an embarrassment.

An awkward reminder of failure,
of your, your failure,

your disappointment anyway.

Now, don't be absurd.

JAMES:
No, no, no, father.

It's there in everything
you say.

Friends remind you
of it every day.

"How's James?
Still drifting, is he?

Isn't it time he settled down,
gave you a grandson,

carried on the Bellamy line?"

Well, I'm sorry, father,
I can't oblige.

That's self-pity.

Cynical defeatist talk
and I can't hear it.

JAMES: You started it!

RICHARD: You insisted on it!

I simply wanted to arouse
some pride in you,

some guts to help you to --

JAMES: Help? Oh!

You, you accuse me of some kind
of immoral act with Rose,

you attack my character
on all fronts.

Help? You haven't
begun to understand.

Look, I know what I am, father.

I don't need you to tell me.

RICHARD:
James, my dear boy...

No, father.

No, no, no conciliations,
not now.

That's how we always end up --
patching the wounds.

But let's just leave them open
this time, shall we?

GEORGINA: James.

RICHARD:
Georgina, let him go.

GEORGINA: What have
you said to him?

James?

VIRGINIA: Richard.

GEORGINA: James.

[Music plays]

James, let me in, please.

James!

Daisy, where's Rose?

DAISY: I don't know,
Mr. Hudson.

Mary, have you seen Rose?

MARY: I think she said
she was going out.

HUDSON: Yes, yes,
I saw her in the hall

with her hat and coat on.

Did she say where
she was going, Mary?

MRS. BRIDGES: Well, she's gone
for a walk, I expect.

Try and calm herself
down a bit.

HUDSON: She has no right
to go for a walk.

It is not her afternoon off.
She has duties to attend to.

MRS. BRIDGES: I think we must be
a bit understanding, Mr. Hudson,

in view of what has happened.

HUDSON: I was quite prepared to
be understanding, Mrs. Bridges,

but you heard
what she said to me.

As if I was to blame
for the mess she was in!

All that talk of independence!
I've heard that before.

It makes no impression on me.

She has been free to leave
this house this past 1O years

if she wanted to.

She's always chosen
to stay here.

DAISY: She told me it's Gregory
she feels she's lost.

HUDSON: Gregory.
She lost him years ago.

MRS. BRIDGES: Daisy's right,
you know, Mr. Hudson.

So long as she had
the money, she had Gregory.

DAISY: And now she's lost
the money,

she ain't got nothing
nor nobody.

HUDSON: It's quite beyond me
what you're both driving at.

MRS. BRIDGES:
You're a man, Mr. Hudson.

It's hard for a man
to understand these things.

HUDSON: Well, there are things
a man understands

and a woman doesn't,
and never will.

Richard, it's
the oldest thing in the world

for a father
to attack his son

for not living
up to expectations.

You two are past masters as it.

Well, somebody
has to drive the boy.

He seems unable
to do it for himself.

VIRGINIA: He's perfectly able,
if only you'd leave him alone.

He was fine when he came back
from America,

he was full of energy.

The wrong kind,
my dear -- too volatile.

I never quite know
what volatile means.

Are you hungry?

RICHARD: I mean,
he was too highly strung,

too obsessed
with the glamour of money,

and now he's lost it all.

VIRGINIA: I think we must leave
this house, or James must.

The two of you are impossible
under the same roof.

You bicker, you fight,

you upset everyone
and I will not stand for it.

RICHARD:
Oh, Virginia, I--

Oh, Hudson, will you prepare
a tray for his lordship,

and bring it up here?

And where's Rose, Hudson?
I've been looking for her.

I believe
she went out, my lady.

I don't quite know where.

VIRGINIA: Is she all right?

HUDSON:
She was rather upset, my lady,

after the Major
explained to her.

I did my best to console
her and so did Mrs. Bridges.

VIRGINIA: Yes.

Let me know the moment
she comes in, will you?

HUDSON: Yes, my lady.

I'm very sorry about
what has happened, my lady,

for the Major and for Rose.

There was rather a lot
of excitement downstairs

when the Major returned --
talk of money.

It went to Rose's head, I'm
afraid, in spite of my effort.

RICHARD: All right, Hudson,
you're not to blame.

HUDSON:
Thank you, my lord.

Would the Major like anything
to eat, my lady?

I think the Major
is in his room, Hudson.

I'm sure he'll ring
if he wants anything.

HUDSON:
Very good, my lady.

GEORGINA: James.

Hello.

Hello.

GEORGINA:
What are you doing?

JAMES:
Clearing out, as we planned.

Have you come to help?

GEORGINA: Yes.

Where are you talking all this,
to a war museum?

JAMES: No, no,
I shall put it in the cellar,

Where Edward can give it
to the rag and bone man.

GEORGINA: This, too?

Shouldn't it have gone back
to some man's widow?

Whose widow?

I found it in the mud.

Didn't you keep souvenirs?

No.

James, what happened
between you and Uncle Richard?

Was it about Rose?

It was wrong of him
to blame you.

It wasn't your fault.

JAMES: It doesn't matter.

GEORGINA: It matters enough

for you to lock your door
for two hours.

JAMES: Then ask father.

GEORGINA: No, I'm asking you.

Come on, James,
don't keep it bottled up.

Tell me.

JAMES: The thing I won't
forgive him for,

and that is using mother
against me.

Didn't -- Didn't he know?

GEORGINA: Know what?

JAMES:
Coming back on that boat,

looking out over
all that damn ocean,

and knowing that she was
down there somewhere.

GEORGINA: Jumbo.

JAMES: He used her as a weapon
against me.

GEORGINA:
He didn't mean it, James.

You can't hold
that against him.

You must think of the future
now, that's what you said.

Don't look back.

Yes. Yes, yes,
you're quite right.

Look, here's a picture
of you and Hazel.

Do you want it?

GEORGINA: Don't you?

JAMES:
No. No, you keep them.

You make a scrapbook out of them
for your children.

I don't want them.

GEORGINA: Don't be bitter.

JAMES: I'm not.

GEORGINA:
I know you're unhappy.

JAMES:
Look, Georgina, please...

GEORGINA: I know you're worried
that you've lost all your money.

JAMES: Oh, Georgina.
The money...

The money is nothing,
believe me you.

That's the least of it.

I only have one regret
about that,

and that is that I can't give
you the wedding that I promised.

GEORGINA:
That doesn't matter.

JAMES: It matters to me.

GEORGINA:
But you'll still be there.

You'll be the most important
person there, you know that.

JAMES: Your husband will be
the most important person there.

What are you talking about?

No use whatever.

These are mine,
my letters to you from France.

JAMES: Yes.
Yes, I'm going to burn them.

Did you keep mine?

GEORGINA: I -- I don't know.
Somewhere.

JAMES: Go and get them and then
we can make a pile of them,

and burn them all together.

GEORGINA: No.

JAMES: Yes. Look, we don't
want your husband

finding them by accident.

Now give them to me.

- GEORGINA: No!
JAMES: Give them to me.

GEORGINA:
No, I don't want them burned.

JAMES: Why not?

GEORGINA:
Because they're mine.

They're memories,
happy memories.

They're nothing to be ashamed
of and I want to keep them.

JAMES:
Well, you can't, damn you.

You've made your choice.
You must forget me.

Now, put them all on.

GEORGINA: But, James.
These are from Hazel.

JAMES: Yes, yes
and some from mother as well.

They're all going to go on.
There.

I must go
and write to Robert now.

He gets miserable if my letters
don't arrive.

Rose?

MARY:
It's Mary, Mrs. Bridges.

MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh. what do you want?

MARY: The Major's
just asked for some tea.

MRS. BRIDGES:
Well, make him some then.

You're capable, aren't you?

And give him a slice
of that plum cake

what I baked this morning.

He'll like that.

[Knock on door]

JAMES: Come in.

MARY: Your tea, sir.

JAMES: Oh, yes.
Thank you.

Put it over there, will you?

MARY: Plum cake as well.

JAMES: Thank you.

MARY: Having a clear out,
are you, sir?

Yes. Yes, redecorating.

MARY: Can I help?

JAMES: What?

MARY: Tidy for you, sir.
My job really.

JAMES: Oh.

MARY: Are you in this, sir?

JAMES: Hmm? Yes.

MARY: Oh, yes, I can see.

You haven't changed much,
have you?

Me dad was in the war.

He brought things back, too.

JAMES: Was he killed?

MARY:
No. wasn't even wounded.

Not a scratch.

You was wounded,
wasn't you, sir.

They told me downstairs.

They said you got a medal
for gallantry.

Like to see that.

Like to know if it was
the same me uncle got.

He was killed.

But they sent it to me auntie,

and she's got it hanging
on the wall.

Ever so nice it looks...

Oh, no, it's not the same.

Still, you must be proud.

Your tea's getting cold.

They said she was beautiful
but I never thought...

Oh, sorry, sir.
Nosey.

No. It's all right.

That's Mrs. Bellamy,
isn't it, sir?

Rose told me about her.

It has been
a sad family, this.

JAMES: Yes.

Well, the war
made most families sad.

Your uncle.

MARY:
And me elder brother, sir.

He was killed
at Passchendaele. 19.

JAMES: Passchendaele.
I was there.

MARY: I know.
They said, sir.

Funny.

Well, if you don't need me, sir,
I better be going.

Hudson will get cross.

JAMES: [Sighs]

Georgina?

VIRGINIA: James.

JAMES: Where's father?

VIRGINIA:
Oh, he's having a bath.

He...oh, James, he's so upset
about what happened.

He didn't mean
half of what he said.

Will you...will you come
and talk to him this evening?

I'll be there.

JAMES: I'm afraid I shan't
be in for dinner.

Going away for a few days.

Give us both a chance
to cool off.

VIRGINIA:
Where are you going?

Old Army friend.
Charles Stapleton.

He lives in the country.
He's often asked me.

Say goodbye
to father for me.

Yes, perhaps that's best.

Tell him not to blame himself.

He didn't say anything
I didn't know already.

Goodbye, Virginia.

Ah, Hudson, I shall be going
away for a few days.

Back on Monday, probably.

HUDSON: Very good, sir.

Oh, you'll want your coat, sir,
it's a wee bit chilly outside.

Here we are, sir.

JAMES: Oh, how's Rose, Hudson?
Is she all right.

HUDSON: Rose, sir?

Oh, yes.
Yes, she'll be fine, sir.

We'll look after her.
Your bag, sir.

Goodbye, Hudson.

HUDSON: Goodbye, sir.

GEORGINA: James?

HUDSON: The Major has just
left for the country, miss.

Back on Monday.

GEORGINA:
Oh. He didn't tell me.

Well, could you take this
to the post for me, Hudson.

HUDSON: Surely, miss.
GEORGINA: Thank you.

HUDSON:
I must lock up now.

MRS. BRIDGES:
No, Mr. Hudson, you can't.

You can't lock
that poor girl out.

I'll wait up for her.

HUDSON: If she's not back
by midnight,

I feel I must inform
her ladyship.

[Bell rings]

POLICEMAN: Ah, good evening.
Chief Inspector Roddle.

I'd like to talk to
Lord Bellamy, if you please.

HUDSON: I'm sorry, his lordship
has retired to bed.

RODDLE: It's rather important.

Fetch him, would you, please?

HUDSON:
Will you come in, please?

MRS. BRIDGES: Rose!

Oh, wherever have you been
all this time?

We've been that worried
about you!

Oh, you naughty girl!

Thank God
nothing's happened to you.

RICHARD:
Right, Hudson, wait here.

HUDSON: My lord.

Chief Inspector Roddle, my lord.

RICHARD: Yes.

RODDLE: I'm sorry to have
to call at such a late hour,

my lord, but I'm afraid
I have some rather bad news,

concerning your son,
Major James Bellamy.

VIRGINIA: James.

RICHARD:
Well, go on, man, out with it.

I regret to have
to inform you, my lord,

that he appears
to have taken his own life.

He was found two hours ago
in an hotel room in Maidenhead.

A chamber maid heard the shot
and went to his aid,

but he was dead
Within minutes.

He didn't suffer.

RICHARD: Shot?

Yes, my lord.

He appears to have shot himself
through the mouth

with a service revolver.

Oh, God.

He -- he left this letter

addressed to you, my lord.

Also two others --
one to the coroner,

and one to Sir Geoffrey Dillon,
his solicitor,

I believe.

Well, I -- I won't trouble you
any further tonight, my lord.

We'll be back in the morning
and see to the formalities then.

My sincere condolences.

Richard.

I took a bus ride.

Number 25, llford to Victoria,
my old route.

Sat in the canteen.
Tea lady remembered me.

Then I got the last bus home.

MRS. BRIDGES: And now you feel
better, do you, dear?

ROSE: Yes, I do.

Silly isn't it, really,
what people do?

It don't seem important
to me any more -- none of it.

I'm just sorry that I made
such a nuisance of meself.

Oh, that's all right, my dear.

I understand.

And so will Mr. Hudson
directly I explain it to him.

Now, you get off to bed.

You must be tired out.

Everything will be all right
in the morning.

"Dear Father, do you remember me
telling you

about the German officer in
the shell hole at Passchendaele,

who should have finished
me off but declined to?

Well, I'm doing
the job for him.

It's nothing to do
with our talk today.

Mother always said to leave when
your winning is not ethical.

And we both know
my losing streak

has been going on far too long.

Try and see it
as a soldier's way out,

when he could no longer
do justice to himself

or the men under his command.

I chose this place so as not
to make a mess of my room,

or inconvenience anyone
more than is necessary.

I've sent my will
to Sir Geoffrey,

unwitnessed, I'm afraid,
but I'm sure he'll manage.

Goodbye, Father.

Give my love to Virginia
and to Georgina.

Don't be sad.
James."

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