Upstairs, Downstairs (1971–1975): Season 5, Episode 16 - Whither Shall I Wander? - full transcript
It's Summer 1930 and Sir Geoffrey Dillon informs the family that he has finally managed to work his way through the detail of James Bellamy's estate. In his will he left pretty well everything to Georgina but she will have nothing to inherit. The house will have to be sold along with the contents with the proceeds used to pay down the debts he left behind. Still distraught at James deaths, Georgina anxiously awaits the return of Robert Stockbridge from his forced trip around the world. They have been writing each other constantly but she has now gone nearly three weeks without a letter and she tells Virginia she is certain that he has changed his mind. When he does return, he reaffirms his desire to marry her but she is the one who now refuses, stating that she is penniless and has no money to pay for her wedding. She flatly refuses to let the Bellamys pay and talks of going abroad herself. It's Virginia who comes up with a plan make things right. Below stairs, the servants have been prepared for some time for what is to come. Hudson and Mrs. Bridges will be managing a seaside guest house and taking Ruby with them. They also have a little surprise of their own in store. Edward and Daisy will will be working for Lord and Lady Stockbridge and Rose will continue working with Lord and Lady Bellamy in their new home. With the house now empty, Rose walks around the empty rooms, reminiscing about some of the events there and then leaves 165 Eaton Place for the last time.
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Anything for me?
No.
No, I'm sorry, Miss Georgina.
Ah, Miss Worsley.
Good morning, Sir Geoffrey.
Well, at last we've been able
to make some order
out of James's
tangled affairs.
But, I'm afraid,
the report doesn't make very
pleasant reading.
You, Miss Worsley,
as the principal legatee
of Major Bellamy's estate,
are the person most concerned.
But, to put it in lay terms,
I'm afraid there won't be
anything left to inherit.
You mean there won't be any...
-any. ..
Assets?
Yes.
No, indeed, unfortunately.
James incurred a good many debts
during the last few months
of his life and, in addition,
he was very generous in loans
to his friends.
Well, he thought he was rich --
he was rich.
How could he guess
that the crash was coming?
Nobody else did.
GEOFFREY: I'm not trying
to allocate blame,
my dear Lady Bellamy,
but as executor
of your stepson's estate, it's
my duty to point out the facts.
Sir Geoffrey, that won't mean,
will it,
that I'm liable
for any of his debts?
Oh, no, Miss Worsley, no, no.
It does...
You have taken into
account
the sale of the remaining
lease of this house?
I mean, it will definitely
have to be sold?
We've been expecting it,
of course.
GEOFFREY: Yes, indeed,
it will have to be sold.
In fact, I've been making some
inquiries on that score.
Of course, the property market
is not exactly buoyant
at this moment, but,
happily, there is some interest
in houses in Belgravia,
such as this,
for redevelopment.
You mean,
they'll pull it down?
Oh, no, to convert into flats,
modernize generally.
I mean, in these days,
when nobody can afford
servants any more.
VIRGINIA: Thank you, Hudson.
Just leave it there,
would you?
My lady.
VIRGINIA: Coffee, Sir Geoffrey?
There's a question of fixing
a date for the auction.
RICHARD: Auction?
But, I thought an agent --
- Of the contents.
- Oh, yes.
But won't Georgina even
get the furniture?
I am afraid not.
Everything will have to be sold
to help pay the debts.
And, by the way,
I'd be glad if you'd make a list
of the goods and chattels
you believe to be
your own personal possessions.
RICHARD: Yes.
GEOFFREY: Now, a suitable date?
Darling?
Sir Geoffrey,
is there anything else
you need Georgina for,
to sign or --
GEOFFREY: No.
No, not at present.
Then may she be excused?
GEOFFREY: Of course.
Now, a suitable date
for the sale,
and, of course,
for vacant possession.
Well, this has all come
at a rather difficult time
for all of us.
It all depends if and when
Georgina gets married.
GEOFFREY: Oh, really?
To Robert Stockbridge.
GEOFFREY: Oh, I thought that had
all fallen through.
I haven't seen any announcement
in the newspapers.
RICHARD: Well, there hasn't
been one yet.
The Buckminsters
sent Robert abroad
for a few months
to think it over.
He's due back any day now.
And then,
they'll have to decide.
Well, if I know the Duchess,
it'll be she who'll decide.
If we could just have
a little longer,
it would be so much more
convenient
if Georgina could be
married from here.
Very well.
At your earliest convenience.
ROSE: Well, it don't come as
exactly a surprise, do it?
HUDSON: No, indeed,
it will be a very sad day
when we all have to
leave this house.
But, at least we can all be
prepared for it.
EDWARD: Well, it's all right
for you, Mr. Hudson,
but not all of us have
got sisters
who can leave us
a boarding house in Hastings.
A guest house, Edward.
We aim to attract the children
of the better class,
and, of course, their nannies
and their governesses.
ROSE: What about parents?
HUDSON:
Oh, we're only about 100 yards
from the Royal Sussex Hotel,
Rose.
RUBY: What's it called,
Mr. Hudson?
HUDSON: Sea View.
EDWARD: Oh, so you'll be able to
see all the ships, then.
Well, it doesn't actually
look over the sea.
But "Sea View"?
BRIDGES: Well,
from the top bedroom window,
there's a lovely view
of the cliffs --
over the other houses.
It's considered better
not to be on the seafront,
on account of the storms
and the noise of the traffic.
But it's all ready to move into,
just whenever you like?
More or less.
MRS. BRIDGES: Quite a lot
needing doing to the kitchen.
HUDSON: And, I must admit,
some of the beds are
a trifle old-fashioned.
RUBY: Hey!
There's a picture here of
the Marquis of Stockbridge
dancing with
Lady Felicity Cannes at a ball.
That will be
the Earl of Leyburn's daughter.
Oh, she is pretty.
Looks ever so happy.
ROSE: Mmm, that was taken at
the Baris Regal Lodge in Deli.
Oh, weeks and weeks ago.
Nevertheless, last year,
Lady Felicity was considered one
of the most popular debutantes
of the season.
Mmm, and I wouldn't wonder
if that's not
but what the Duke and Duchess
was thinking.
Poor Miss Georgina.
I don't reckon
she's got a hope.
Ruby!
Is there milk on for the cocoa?
Well, I don't know,
Mrs. Bridges.
Well, you'd better go and see
about it, hadn't you?
Instead of sitting there
talking about things
that is none of your concern.
I don't know.
That girl...
she wouldn't
know Christmas from Easter.
[Knock on door]
Good morning, darling.
Morning.
I just wondered if you'd be
in to dinner tonight?
Yes.
Yes, please.
Good.
Well, I won't disturb you.
You're not disturbing me.
I just can't think what
to write any more.
I don't even know
Where to send it.
But, surely, if he were to --
Virginia, I haven't had a letter
from him for 17 days now.
Oh, darling, he's on the ship.
I don't expect he can write.
He calls at different
places all the time.
Aiden, Port Said, Malta --
Lord knows where else.
Oh, yes, but I don't
suppose the post
is very good from
those sort of places.
If anything had happened...
I mean if he'd changed
his mind,
I'm sure he'd let you know
by cable or something.
Knowing Robert, I think he --
I think he'd want to tell
me to my face.
I think he'll want to tell you
that he still loves you
to your face.
Do you think I should go on
writing then?
Oh, I'm sure you should.
Where does the ship arrive at?
It's due to call
at Plymouth on Thursday
and then comes on to London
the next day.
Oh, well, then just send it
to the P&O office
at Plymouth and put
"to await arrival."
I see the P&O
steamer Ramshee
called in at Plymouth yesterday,
and is due to dock in London
this afternoon.
The Marquis of Stockbridge
is one of the distinguished
names in the passenger list.
DAISY: And her not having
heard a word.
Yeah, rather like us.
No luck with
your inquiries, Edward?
Oh, not a thing, Mr. Hudson.
Well, it's not surprising.
I mean, you've only got to look
through your paper
and see columns
of "situations wanted,"
nothing in "situations vacant."
No wonder, with over
two million unemployed.
And Mrs. Bridges had a word
with her friend
what's cook to
Lady Hetherington,
and they're cutting down --
even them.
What we want is a man like
this Mussolini.
Anyone out of work in Italy,
he puts on to making roads
and railway stations.
Well, I don't want to build
roads and railway stations.
What I don't understand,
Mr. Hudson,
is where the money's gone to.
I mean, one minute
everyone's rich,
they've got gold,
money in the bank,
shares and that, and the next
minute, they're skint.
If they haven't got it,
who has?
Gold doesn't disappear
into thin air.
It's all the fault of this
Socialist government, Edward.
They should never of got
rid of Mr. Baldwin.
Though I say so myself,
Ramsay MacDonald is a disgrace
to Scotland.
Still, I've heard tell
the MacDonalds
Weren't too steady
at Culloden either.
Daisy, Miss Georgina's
breakfast tray is ready.
Oh, thank you,
Mrs. Bridges.
If you can call it breakfast.
A slice of toast,
a pot of tea.
That girl's not eating enough
to keep a mouse alive.
She'll just fade away.
[Door opens]
Oh, Daisy, I really don't
want any breakfast.
Now, you must try to eat
a little, Miss Georgina.
Oh, God,
I look a hundred.
DAISY: I'm sure everything
will be all right, miss.
I'm sure it won't,
Daisy.
I'm sure it isn't.
[Engine approaches]
Oh!
My lord.
Hello, Hudson.
It's nice to see you again.
HUDSON: Yes.
Yes, indeed, my lord.
And you, too.
I trust you and your...
Darling.
My darling Georgina.
It's all right.
GEORGINA: What?
It's all right.
I saw my parents in Nice
yesterday,
and they've given us
their blessing.
- Nice?
- Yes.
Well, they were on
the Riviera,
so I nipped off the boat
at Marseilles
and came back by train.
It was terribly rough
in the channel, but...
Oh, darling, they really
were so very decent.
Father is pleased as punch
because he always was
on our side,
never dared admit it before.
Mother --
Mother was saying that it was
never anything to do with you,
but it was me who was
the "scatty and unreliable one."
But that's silly.
Yes, it was --
all very silly.
Mother deliberately throwing
every suitable girl
in my way from Gibraltar
to San Francisco.
I didn't turn a hair.
I passed my test
with flying colours.
And, darling...
darling, I love you so much.
Are you listening to me?
GEORGINA: No, not really.
Oh, I've spent so long
telling myself
this wouldn't happen,
and now it has, I just...
Oh, I hope I'm not going to be
sick -- I feel all giddy.
I'm sorry, darling,
I'm afraid
I'm not very well.
Well, have you seen a doctor?
No, it's not that.
It's just that everything
has been so awful.
Yes.
Yes, I know that.
I nearly came back when...
when it happened,
but then I thought
it would ruin everything
and mother would only say
that we'd been cheating, so...
You poor things -- you've really
had a ghastly time.
GEORGINA: I never realized
how much James mattered to me.
I thought I'd managed
to get him out of myself.
But I suppose our lives had been
mixed up for so long
that just burning letters
and throwing things away
wasn't any good.
And then when he...
when it actually happened,
I just knew how much
I loved him.
Oh, darling,
it's not how I love you,
it's not a bit like that.
I can't quite explain
it, but I...
I feel as if a whole part of me
was numb and not working.
Robert, I don't think
I ought to marry you.
Darling, that's just silly.
No, what I mean is that
I don't think
you ought to marry me.
I'm the "scatty,
unreliable one,"
that's what your mother thinks,
and she's right.
I'll be a terrible flop
as a marchioness.
- You certainly won't.
- I will.
I don't want to see anyone,
I don't want to do anything.
Well, let's...
just leave
it a day or two.
It's no good leaving it.
We've been leaving it
for months.
Anyway, I can't marry anyone,
I haven't any money.
I can't even pay
for my own wedding dress.
Now, that's absurd! we'll get
married in a registry office.
No.
ROBERT: I don't care two figs
for what people think.
GEORGINA: I do,
it matters terribly to me!
I could lend you...
No, that would be like
some sort of...
I don't know.
Well, I'm sure the Bellamys
will insist anyway.
After all, you're
Lord Bellamy's ward.
Yes, I'm sure they will,
and I absolutely refuse to allow
them to spend a penny on me.
I've decided on that.
I'm not going to be
a burden to them.
They've got the children
to look after,
they're pretty broke themselves,
and, poor things,
they're being chucked
out of this house.
I am not going to be another
burden to them.
Well, we'll find a way.
The only thing
that matters to me
is that I love you,
I adore you,
and I want you to be my wife.
You see, James was going to
give me my wedding.
"The best wedding that has ever
been," he said.
And the awful thing is that he
left me everything in his will,
I mean every single thing
he had in the world.
And what's even more awful
is that there
isn't anything left.
Darling.
Nothing, not a bean.
Oh, I can't bear it.
"My darling Georgina,
it's all right."
Those were his lordship's
very words.
Oh, and how they must have
sounded sweet
in that poor girl's ears,
after all this time waiting.
Oh, Mr. Hudson, well, I suppose
that means the Abbey --
he is a duke's son.
Oh, I hardly think so,
Mrs. Bridges,
but certainly St. Margaret's,
Westminster.
And royalty present.
And -- oh, shh.
Whatever have you got
there, Ruby?
The parsnips, Mrs. Bridges.
Parsnips?
Who asked for parsnips?
You did, Mrs. Bridges.
Parsnips with fish?!
Parsley,
you silly girl!
Parsley for my sole duglere.
Oh, I really think
she's going deaf
as well as everything else.
Rose, have you heard
the good news?
The only news I've heard
is Miss Georgina rushing
past me in tears
and locking herself
in her room.
I don't call that good news.
She's been in a sort of state,
a turmoil.
Oh, I don't know what you'd
call it really...
ever since James
killed himself.
But just this last week,
it's become much worse,
I suppose,
because of you coming back.
Yes, obviously.
I see now that I should have
sent a cable
or something from France,
but I wanted it to be
a surprise.
Oh, poor Robert, I'm sorry
you've come back to all this.
Well, I'm not going to
give up now.
Not after waiting so long.
Has Georgina seen a doctor?
Oh, she absolutely refuses.
No, it's this thing
about money
and James's will,
I'm sure of it.
She goes on and on about it.
Well, perhaps she needs
a holiday.
Well, the Dougdales asked her
to go to Paris with them.
She wouldn't go. She won't even
go out to the cinema.
ROBERT: She seems to have
an absolute obsession
about not being able to pay
for the wedding herself.
I mean, as if
it really matters!
And then when I suggested
that you and Lord Bellamy
may wish to help,
she jumped down my throat
as if I suggest we rob you.
I'm sure it's all part
of the same thing.
Oh, Robert,
you look tired.
Yes, I am.
Go home
and try not to worry.
We're all on your side.
Will Lord Stockbridge
be stopping for luncheon,
Mr. Hudson?
No, Mrs. Bridges,
he is not.
In fact, I'm sorry
to report that
there is to be no dining room
luncheon today.
But my sole!
HUDSON: Miss Georgina will have
some cold consommé in her room
and her ladyship, something
on a tray in the morning room.
My sole diglere on a tray
in the morning room!
There's been some tantrums
in this house before now,
but this one takes the cake!
I really think, Mr. Hudson,
it's high time
we did all pack up.
Well, I'm absolutely bamboozled
by the whole thing.
VIRGINIA: How was she?
RICHARD: Absolutely calm.
Said she's sorry she causes
so much trouble,
she wasn't sure she ever
wanted to marry anyone.
Didn't want to talk about it.
Said she'd written to
the Dougdales
saying she'd like to go over
and stay with them in Paris.
That we were to go ahead
with our plans
for leaving the house
as if she didn't exist.
I mean, it's quite illogical,
quite stupid.
I really believe there's
something in the old wives' tale
that there's a streak of madness
in the Worsley family,
and it's coming out now
in Georgina.
I understand exactly
how she feels.
- You understand?
- Yes.
Well, explain it to me.
Please explain.
I can't explain.
Darling, I want you
to look at these estimates
I've been making about
the cost of the wedding.
See if you agree.
Yes, but if she's not going --
Ah, but we must be prepared,
like the Boy Scouts.
If she does get married,
we must pay for it.
Well, of course,
I'm her guardian.
Somehow or other,
I have to pay for it.
But if she absolutely refuses.
I want to pay half.
What?
I've got some war loan
that should just about do it.
I won't let you do --
Darling, don't let's
talk about that now.
Do look at the estimates.
Oh, very well.
750 guests,
St. Margaret's, Westminster.
My dear Virginia, surely
everyone will understand
it's a quiet wedding,
a little church at Southwell.
Oh, no, if it is going to be
done at all,
it is going to be
done properly.
Well, as the whole thing
is pure speculation.
Choir and organist, £7.
That's a bit steep,
isn't it?
Mm-mmm.
I checked with them.
Tip to verger.
Flowers and church, £10.
Hired cars...
Reception, 30 shillings
a head!
But that's with
a good champagne.
Well, quite right.
A bad champagne
at the reception
is the worst start
a marriage can have.
Trousseau and dress, £300.
What does it all add up to?
About £1,750.
Ha!
I'm beginning to be quite glad
that it may never happen.
I wouldn't be too
sure about that.
- But --
- Just leave it to me, darling.
Sir Geoffrey Dillon, my lady.
Good morning,
Sir Geoffrey.
Good morning, Lady Bellamy.
Do please sit down.
Thank you, Hudson.
My lady.
A glass of sherry?
No. No, thank you.
My doctor's quite forbidden
any sort of fortified wine.
If I might have some
gin and bitters
with a little water.
Yes, of course.
I have the lists
of goods and chattels
from your husband,
Lady Bellamy.
Rather more comprehensive
than I'd expected,
but I have no doubt
I shall be able to
get them past the creditors.
Good.
Now, a suitable date
for the sale.
I presume that's what
you wish to discuss with me.
No. At least...
At least, not entirely.
Sir Geoffrey,
you have been
a tower of strength
to this family over the years,
and I wanted to ask
for your advice,
and, indeed, your help.
It's about Georgina
and her marriage.
Oh?
Oh, I read in
The Times newspaper last week
that Lord Stockbridge
was back in London,
but, not having heard
anything further,
I assumed, to put it frankly,
that the Duchess had won.
No.
I need your help
in a delicate
and a very
confidential matter.
I want you to write
a letter to Georgina
officially saying
that you have discovered,
when all was paid up,
that there was still £2,000
left from James's estate.
But that's not true.
No.
Here is a check for £2,000
made out to your firm.
Are you asking me
to enter into a conspiracy
with you?
Oh, well, that's one way
of putting it --
a completely innocent one.
But you're asking me to utter
a lie -- in writing.
Oh, but a lie isn't
a crime, is it?
Especially if it's only
a little, white lie.
Well, this is most
unprofessional.
If the Law Society were
to hear of it --
But they won't.
Only you and I and Richard
will ever know of it.
But if the creditors
heard about it,
they'd very rightly
want to know --
They won't.
I will see to that.
Can you tell me the reason
for this escapade?
I'm sorry, I can't.
But I can assure you
that we shall always be
very grateful to you
for your courage.
I know that Georgina will always
remain your client,
and, of course, one day,
with your help,
she will be a duchess.
Good morning, Daisy.
How did you get on yesterday?
DAISY: Well...
we went to two more
agencies,
and they wouldn't even put us
on their books
when they heard we was married.
It was like having leprosy
or something.
They just said they was full up.
Then we went
to the town hall.
They said Edward would get
17 bob a week on the dole,
another 9 bob for me.
So, we just had a cup a tea
and a bun, come home.
And then we talked
about emigrating.
I think
I'll have to join you.
Oh, Daisy!
Yes, miss.
Dressing gown, please,
dressing gown! Thank you.
Oh!
Oh! I'm sorry, Hudson!
Oh, something quite fabulously
extraordinary has happened!
£2,000?
Apparently,
Georgina's inherited £2,000,
left after James's estate
has wound up.
Darling, how wonderful!
Do you think it would be
terribly, wickedly,
selfishly extravagant to spend
it on getting married?
Oh, no, of course not.
That's just what James would
want you to spend it on.
Oh, that's exactly what
I'd hoped you'd say.
Oh, Uncle Richard.
HUDSON: St. Margaret's,
as I thought.
And then the reception
at Seaford House.
Very nice.
MRS. BRIDGES: The Bellamys
was always personal friends
of Lord and Lady
Howard De Walden.
ROSE: Mrs. Bridges,
her ladyship
would like to see you
in the morning room.
MRS. BRIDGES: Whatever for?
We done the ordering
of the meals hours ago.
ROSE: Oh, I dunno, I'm sure.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, dear.
Oh, "Viscount and Viscountess
Bellamy of Haversham
request the pleasure
of your company
at the marriage of
Miss Georgina Worsley" --
Well that's a rum way
of putting it.
HUDSON: What's so rum
about it, Rose?
ROSE: Well,
how come's this, then --
"Viscount and Viscountess
Bellamy...request the pleasure"?
That is the correct form
of address.
We all know Miss Georgina's
paying for it.
HUDSON: Really, Rose!
I would have thought, by now,
you would understand that,
in society,
while certain things are stated
in black and white,
certain other things are not.
Ah, Mrs. Bridges.
Ah, Mrs. Bridges.
You wish to speak to me,
my lady.
VIRGINIA: Yes, Mrs. Bridges,
about the wedding.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh.
VIRGINIA: It's sad we can't
have the reception here,
but there simply
wouldn't be room.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, of course not, my lady.
Disappointing,
but understandable.
Of course, we shall have to have
caterers to do the reception.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, yes, yes.
VIRGINIA:
But what I was wondering --
I know Miss Georgina
would like it so much
if you could undertake
to make the cake.
The cake, my lady?
The wedding cake?!
Oh, my Lord!
Oh.
Oh, forgive me, my lady.
Well, of course, I should be
honoured and delighted
to do it, my lady, but...
it'd have to be
a pretty big size.
Oh, I think the bigger,
the better, Mrs. Bridges.
Well, I've never done more than
a 2-tier before now.
Of course,
I have seen a 4-tier.
Princess Mary had a 4-tier
when she married
Viscount Lascelles.
I remember seeing
an illustration of it
in the news.
Do you think you could manage
a 4-tier, Mrs. Bridges?
Well, I'll try, my lady.
Mind you, it'll be pretty
costly, all that marzipan.
VIRGINIA:
Don't worry about that.
And we'll have to hire
a silver stand and a turntable.
VIRGINIA: A turntable?
MRS. BRIDGES:
Yes, for the decorating.
VIRGINIA: Oh, I see.
Oh, I know, I can borrow one
from my friend at Gunther's.
Good.
Well, there we are, then.
Good luck, Mrs. Bridges.
Oh, well, thank you,
my lady.
I haven't opened this book
for donkey's years!
Not since Miss Elizabeth
got married.
Yes, that's the one.
That's the one I'll try,
the Imperial.
We'll never manage that,
Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Won't we?
I will.
Oh, just look at that list
of ingredients.
Four pounds lemon
and orange peel,
8 pounds citron,
16 pounds currants.
Just fancy
that, 16 pounds currants.
All right, Ruby, now you get out
every baking tin
we've got in this house
and start cleaning them.
RUBY: Yes, Mrs. Bridges.
- Mr. Hudson.
- Oh, thank you, Rose.
DAISY: Rose, Mr. Hudson,
we're going to work for them!
They've asked us to work
for them!
ROSE: Who's "them," then?
DAISY: Lord Stockbridge
and Miss Georgina.
EDWARD: Yeah,
they just had us in
and they're going to move
into a house on the estate
and they said
there's a small cottage,
if we didn't mind living
in the country.
DAISY: Well, we wouldn't mind
living in an old tin shack.
EDWARD: He said he didn't
require a chauffeur anymore
because he liked
to drive himself,
but they were looking for
a sort of general manservant.
I presume he meant "butler."
EDWARD: Well, he didn't exactly
say that, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I think you should
make that very clear.
Well, I dunno, I mean,
beggars can't be choosers.
HUDSON: There is such a thing
as dignity and respect, Edward.
DAISY: Miss Georgina says
she wants me to be
her head house parlour maid,
but that if we was
[Crying]
to start a baby or anything,
it would be quite all right,
they'd always look after us.
Oh, that's good news,
very good news.
EDWARD: Daisy,
what you crying for?
ROSE: Oh,
you don't understand.
Well, then, Ruby,
what are you going to be
doing with yourself, eh?
ROSE: I haven't really
thought, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
it's high time
you started to think,
isn't it?
RUBY: Well, I thought I might be
an usherette at cinema.
See all t'films free
12 times a week.
Oh, still got Rudolph Valentino
on the brain, eh?
Rudolph Valentino?
Oh, he's gone west.
Oh, no, it's talkies now,
Mrs. Bridges.
It's Ramén Novarro
and Douglas Fairbanks.
Oh, he's lovely,
is Douglas Fairbanks.
EDWARD: And Clara Bow
and Janet Gaynor, eh?
RUBY: And they want girls
to sell ice cream.
Ice cream?!
Stop Ruby and buy one,
Mrs. Bridges.
Oh, now don't you
encourage her, Edward.
Now come on, Ruby,
you pick over all these
currants and then clean them.
I don't know, I'm sure.
May I suggest this tie,
my lord?
RICHARD: Yes, I like that.
Something somber.
Quite an important
day for me today, Hudson.
I'm making my last speech
from the Front Bench
in the House of Lords
this afternoon.
HUDSON: So I read, my lord.
It's a sad day
for the Conservative Party,
and for the nation,
if I may say so.
RICHARD: Oh, nonsense.
High time I made way
for someone younger.
Anyway, I quite look forward
to my quiet life in the country.
So much writing to do --
all my memoirs.
HUDSON: Yes, indeed, my lord.
We have been privileged
to live through
some stirring times.
RICHARD: Yes, we've seen quite
a lot of history together,
haven't we, Hudson?
I shall very much miss you,
Hudson, you and Mrs. Bridges.
No one's been luckier
with our servants than we have.
I only wish there was
some more material way
in which we could show
our appreciation.
HUDSON: Oh, that's quite
all right, my lord.
Mrs. Bridges and I are very
well-placed, in that respect.
RICHARD: Just look
at all those suits.
You've never let me get rid
of a suit, have you, Hudson?
Like an old magpie.
Well, we must sort them out
sometime.
I only need a quarter of them.
If there's any one or two
that might be of any use to you,
well, you just have to say so.
HUDSON: That is exceedingly
kind of you, my lord.
I've sieved the rest of
the icing sugar, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh,
get out of my kitchen, Ruby!
I can't have anybody in here
while I'm doing this.
You can separate the whites
of four eggs,
but don't do it in here!
Yes, Mrs. Br--
Oh, no, Mrs. Bridges.
Oh! Oh, Rose, I'm afraid
I won't have time
to go through all those drawers
with you today, after all.
I'm completely snowed under
with these wedding invitations.
I can see that, my lady.
VIRGINIA: Oh, Rose.
Oh, dear, with all this
huffle and kerfuffle,
I haven't really had a chance to
talk to you about the future --
I mean, your future.
I'm afraid --
I'm afraid his lordship and I
had rather taken it for granted
that you'd be coming down
to Dorset with us.
Oh.
Oh, the trouble is, Rose,
that we shall be living
a much more quiet,
modest sort of life from now on.
ROSE: Oh, yes,
of course, my lady.
VIRGINIA: And we shall have to
manage with far fewer servants,
just a cook,
a girl from the village.
It's just your own position.
You'll have your own room,
of course,
but I want you to feel
completely free to go elsewhere.
Oh, don't you worry
about that, my lady,
I can turn my hand
to most things in the house --
barring cooking, that is.
I don't even think
I could cook a boiled egg,
but I used to be quite
a dab hand in the garden.
Do you know,
when I was at the village school
in Southwold,
each of us had a little garden
in the playground,
and one year, I won the prize.
A new sixpence, it was.
I think I've still got it
with my things upstairs.
VIRGINIA: Good.
So I'm quite looking
forward to it all --
taking care of Miss Alice
and Master william, and that.
You're one of the family,
anyway, Rose.
Oh! I'm so sorry I'm late,
Virginia,
only Monsieur Patou is making
my wedding dress himself,
and he's such a fusspot.
ROSE: Beg pardon, my lady.
- VIRGINIA: Thank you, Rose.
GEORGINA: Oh!
Thank you, Hudson.
Come on, Virginia,
I'll help you.
VIRGINIA: Well, so far,
we've had 372 acceptances
and 31 refusals.
GEORGINA: Good Lord, they'll
never all fit in the church.
Do you know, the Duchess told me
that the tiara is so valuable
it will have to be brought
from the bank
by a special man on the day.
Oh, my lord, my lady!
RICHARD: Mrs. Bridges.
We've come to see
the great cake.
VIRGINIA: It's truly
Wonderful, Mrs. Bridges.
RICHARD: I really think
you ought to ask
Miss Georgina to come down.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, no, my lord,
that would never do --
a bride must never see her cake
before the wedding day.
VIRGINIA: I really think it's
your masterpiece, Mrs. Bridges.
HUDSON: That's what we've
all been saying, my lady.
Oh, well, I dunno, I'm sure.
Ruby!
HUDSON: Daisy!
Daisy, look!
MRS. BRIDGES:
The bride's coming.
- HUDSON: Beautiful!
- MRS. BRIDGES: Lovely.
HUDSON: Ohh. [Chuckle]
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, so pretty, oh.
On behalf of all the staff
at 165 Eaton Place,
I would like to wish
your lordship and your ladyship
health, wealth,
and longlasting happiness
throughout your lives.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Yes, indeed, indeed.
RICHARD: Thank you, Hudson.
I can assure you
that I shall look after my wife
as best I can,
but I would like to say
thank you
for looking after her
so very well up 'til now.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, thank you.
I hope we see a lot of you
in the future and, well,
perhaps, one day, our children
will be lucky enough
to enjoy Mrs. Bridges's
Wonderful cooking.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, thank you.
RICHARD: When they go down
to Sea View for their holidays.
[Laughter]
RICHARD: Well, darling,
I think we should go
and face the photographer.
GEORGINA: Thank you all
for your good wishes.
HUDSON: My lady, my lord.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh,
that dress is beautiful.
HUDSON: Ah, the cake.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you.
Mmm, delicious,
Mrs. Bridges!
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: He's so like his mother,
isn't he? The Duchess.
MRS. HUDSON: Yes.
ROSE: Oh, they look really nice.
Fancy Miss Georgina
being a duchess one day.
MRS. BRIDGES: Ruby!
RUBY: It's to put under
me pillow, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Shh, Shh!
PRUDENCE: Simply everybody
who is anybody is here.
If you dropped a bomb
on that church,
there wouldn't be anyone left
in society.
GEOFFREY: Just as well
they didn't,
or I'd have been deprived
of quite 90% of my clients.
PRUDENCE: Did you see
Laura Corrigan's hat?
All that fruit -- she looked
like Jackson's window.
RICHARD: And Nancy Aberdare,
all in white, at her age.
The verger, for a moment,
thought she was the bride.
VIRGINIA: Shh shh Shh!
[Shutter clicks]
RICHARD: I've rung for them.
I really can't believe it.
VIRGINIA: It's true, darling.
Rose told me and she was there.
I think that's the best one --
it doesn't make me look
quite so grim.
I think I shall order that one.
RICHARD: I can't think
why nobody told us.
VIRGINIA: Well,
I suppose they didn't want
to make us feel,
in any way, that we --
RICHARD: Hudson! Come in.
Congratulations.
Marvelous news.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lord.
RICHARD: Where's the bride?
Mrs. Hudson is outside,
my lord.
VIRGINIA: Our very best
Wishes to you both.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, thank you, my lady.
HUDSON: It's taken a wee while
to get her to the altar,
my lady, but I've managed it,
at last -- all official.
She can't get away now.
It didn't take more than
a few minutes, my lady,
and it was no worse
than going to the dentist.
[Laughter]
And the man was ever so nice.
He said,
"In the eyes of the Lord,
better late than never."
RICHARD: Well,
come and sit down, both of you.
We'll have some sherry.
- HUDSON: Oh, thank you, my lord.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you,
my lord; thank you, my lady.
Ahem.
Oh, we wish to apologize,
my lord, for not informing you
or her ladyship
of our intended marriage.
RICHARD: Oh, nonsense, Hudson --
anyway, since last Monday,
you aren't officially
in my employment anymore.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lord.
To Mr. and Mrs. Hudson.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you,
my lady.
HUDSON: We thought it best,
my lord,
seeing that we were about
to enter a new social circle
in which, being strangers,
our relationship might
have been misinterpreted.
MRS. BRIDGES: They have
such evil minds,
some of these people
with nothing better to do
in these small places
by the sea.
I remember once, during the war,
I went down to visit my sister
and my brother-in-law
at Yarmouth --
it was after one
of them big air raids --
and a woman in the next street
had been killed
and she was found stone-dead
in bed with --
HUDSON: Well,
that's a long story, Kate,
perhaps for another time.
It's nearly half-past 12:00,
and luncheon is at 1:00.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, my lord!
And I bet Ruby's for--
Ooh, I do beg your pardon,
my lady.
VIRGINIA: Of course.
Now, we must think of something
as a wedding present,
but if there are
any pots and pans
and kitchen things
that you would like
to stock your guest house,
please do help yourselves.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, well,
thank you, my lady.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lady.
My lord.
RICHARD: Now, Hudson,
have a proper little celebration
in the servants' hall tonight,
won't you?
HUDSON: Thank you,
my lord, my lady.
[Virginia giggles]
RICHARD: Made an honest woman
of her, after all these years,
and only because of
what people might think.
What funny people we are.
Goodness, it would've made --
You were going to say "it would
have made Marjorie laugh."
Yes, I was.
I don't mind.
I've never minded.
If they're as happy
as you and I have been,
they'll be very lucky.
♫ For they are
jolly good fellows ♫
♫ For they are
jolly good fellows ♫
♫ for they are jolly
good fellows ♫
♫ and so say all of us ♫
HUDSON: Thank you, thank you.
Well, now, what about
one more wee drink?
RUBY: Oh, yes, more beer,
please, Edward.
DAISY: You've had enough.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well, I think
I could do with a drop more gin.
They say it's good
for the indigestion.
DAISY: Mr. Hudson, Eddie's
got something to show you.
Haven't you, Ed?
EDWARD: Oh, not now, Daisy,
it's too late.
- DAISY: No, it's not. Go on!
- MRS. BRIDGES: What is it?
DAISY: You'll see.
You'll all see in a moment.
Well, of all the celebrations
we've ever had
in this here room,
I think this is the nicest.
Oh, thank you, Rose.
DAISY: And so do I.
RUBY: I don't. I like the one
we had when the war ended.
ROSE: Oh, Ruby.
Oh, do you remember when
Sarah and Thomas got married
and come back here, Mrs. B?
"Mrs. H."
[Laughter]
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, I'll never
forget it, in all me born days.
And the master walked down
the stairs with Lady Marjorie
and they were singing
that rude song.
How did it go, now?
♫ what are we going to do
with Uncle Something ♫
ROSE: "Arthur."
MRS. BRIDGES:
Arthur, that's right.
ALL: ♫ what are we going to do
with Uncle Arthur? ♫
[Scat singing]
Edward.
My new coat, Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Fits like a glove.
It's tailor-made.
EDWARD: I told Lord Stockbridge
what you said and he said,
"if that's Hudson's advice,
we'll take it."
Aye, it suits you well enough,
I'll say that.
But always wear a wing collar
with a tail coat,
remember that, Edward.
None of your modern
slipshod flat things.
EDWARD: Yes, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I must be honest, when
you first came here, Edward,
I never thought
you'd make a butler.
EDWARD: I'm not a butler
yet, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: Oh, yes, you are --
if you wear that coat,
that is your badge of office,
so to speak.
You are a butler, the butler.
You're the one in charge
in the house.
A great responsibility
will rest on your shoulders,
a great deal of worry.
If anything goes wrong, it's
your fault, no one else's, mind.
If standards fall,
it's your fault.
You inherit a great tradition,
many centuries old,
and I hope the training
I've done my best to give you
will always stand you
in good stead.
When you're in trouble or doubt,
try to think what my actions
would have been
in the circumstances.
Unhappily, there are
not so many households
that still can afford
proper servants.
The whole world we have known
seems to be falling
about our ears.
You're one
of the lucky ones, Edward.
One day, you may be butler
in a ducal household.
A great honour,
a great responsibility.
Make sure you are
always worthy of it.
EDWARD: Yes, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I've got
a wee gift for you.
A legacy,
you might almost call it.
EDWARD: But that's
your pantry book, Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Oh, Edward.
EDWARD: Oh, no, Mr. Hudson,
I really couldn't.
HUDSON: Go on. Go on, my boy,
take it, with my blessing.
There's a few wee wrinkles
in there
the modern generation
don't know much about.
EDWARD: Thanks, ever so much,
Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Well,
if you'll excuse us,
I think we must be going over --
we've got to be off first thing.
MRS. BRIDGES:
That's right, yes.
DAISY: Well, come on, Eddie,
let's clear the table.
MRS. BRIDGES: No, no, you don't,
not on your last night.
ROSE: Don't worry, Daisy,
I'll do it.
MRS. BRIDGES:
No, you won't either, Rose.
You've got all that packing
to do for her ladyship.
ROSE: Oh.
EDWARD:
Good night, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Good night, Edward.
EDWARD: Mr. Hudson.
- Good night, Edward.
DAISY: Good night, Mr. Hudson,
Mrs. Hudson.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh!
Good night, Daisy.
ROSE: Good night, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: Good night,
Rose, my dear.
Good night, Rose.
ROSE: Good night, Mrs. B.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh!
What are we going to do
about her?
HUDSON: I'm sure
I don't know, Kate.
MRS. BRIDGES: We can't leave her
running about the streets
like a stray dog.
She'd no more be able
to fend for herself in this town
than an ostrich would.
We'll have to take her with us.
Well, why not?
She can always do some
of the washing
and the heavy work,
the same as she does here.
Oh, I didn't mean it
like that, Mr. Hudson,
not like that at all,
I meant Christian charity.
HUDSON: Yes.
Yes, of course.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
we better get on with
clearing some of this up.
HUDSON: [Laughs]
Well, that's the first time
I've ever seen you clearing
this table, Kate.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
it won't be the last time.
I'm a housewife now, you know.
HUDSON: I'll get a tray,
my dear, give you a hand.
RUBY: What's up?
MRS. BRIDGES: We're doing
your work for you, Ruby,
that's what's up.
My lady, everything is ready.
RICHARD: Yes,
thank you, Hudson.
Goodbye, Hudson.
HUDSON: Goodbye, my lord.
Goodbye, my lady.
VIRGINIA: Goodbye, Hudson.
ROSE: What you doing?
MRS. BRIDGES:
Taking this with me.
I thought they said
kitchen things.
MRS. BRIDGES:
This is a kitchen thing.
Anyway, I couldn't possibly tell
the time without that clock.
After all these years, I'm not
going to let them take it.
ROSE: Ruby!
Mr. Hudson says they'll leave
Without you, if you don't hurry.
RUBY: I can't shut this, Rose.
ROSE: Oh!
Well, of course you can't --
look at all the jumble!
You're a lucky girl, Ruby,
going with them.
ROSE: Oh, well,
they said they wanted me,
so I thought I better go.
I mean, they're both old,
aren't they?
It isn't as if
they had long to go,
and then when they've gone,
I'll have the guesthouse
all to meself.
ROSE: Come on!
[Mrs Bridges sobbing]
ROSE: I shall be brushing
and dusting
in the drawing room
and the morning room.
Well, go on!
SARAH: Then upstairs
and clean out the grates
and relay and light the fires.
ROSE: But you've got to
promise me one thing, mind.
SARAH: Got to behave
myself, ain't I?
ROSE: You really have got to
this time, Sarah, it's serious.
SARAH: I will, Rose,
I promise.
ROSE.' who is it, Lily?
Who are you seeing
on your afternoons off?
I won't tell,
but I know there's somebody.
LILY: I'd rather not say, Rose.
ROSE: It's Mr. Hudson,
isn't it?
Is it?
It's best
to be truthful.
HUDSON". If her ladyship
had lived,
that young woman, respectable
as she may be, would never
have sat at the head
of the table in this house,
you mark my words, Rose,
not Miss Forrest!
ROSE: There you go again,
with "her ladyship."
“What would her ladyship
have done?
What would
her ladyship have said?"
Her ladyship's dead and gone,
Mr. Hudson,
and Mrs. Bellamy is
the mistress of this house now,
and, as such, we should
back her up and help her,
not go saying wicked things
about her behind her back!
HUDSON: Stop yelling at the top
of your voice, Rose!
Unless you want everyone
in the house to hear.
MARJORIE: Rose,
how do you find the new girl?
ROSE: Quite satisfactory,
my lady.
MARJORIE: I hope you're
looking after her.
ROSE: Of course, my lady.
ROSE: What I can't
understand is,
how a great big ship
like that could go down,
not just hitting
a little iceberg.
ROSE: Just think,
in a few hours from now,
the King of England's...
posterior
shall occupy this very chair.
HUDSON: This is hardly
the moment
for such reflection, Rose --
you've still got the flowers
to do in the drawing room,
the coffee tray,
all the polishing
In the front hall,
and the landing
and the drawing room.
RUBY: Mrs. Bridges,
the tartlets
should be ready now.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Ruby, don't interfere!
RICHARD". You'll never guess
who was dining
at the house tonight
with Mersey --
those Dumariacks we met
in Geneva.
The friends of the Talbots.
VIRGINIA: Richard,
Hudson and I were just having
a private talk --
JAMES: And you, too, Rose.
You, too,
have made your sacrifice.
You have given
the man you loved
to safeguard the future
for others.
You mustn't forget that.
It puts you
in a very special position.
ROSE: Does it?
JAMES: Among the gallant women
who've given and lost
their nearest and dearest.
You should feel very proud,
Rose, very proud.
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proud, proud, proud,
proud, proud, proud,
proud, proud, proud, proud.
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Anything for me?
No.
No, I'm sorry, Miss Georgina.
Ah, Miss Worsley.
Good morning, Sir Geoffrey.
Well, at last we've been able
to make some order
out of James's
tangled affairs.
But, I'm afraid,
the report doesn't make very
pleasant reading.
You, Miss Worsley,
as the principal legatee
of Major Bellamy's estate,
are the person most concerned.
But, to put it in lay terms,
I'm afraid there won't be
anything left to inherit.
You mean there won't be any...
-any. ..
Assets?
Yes.
No, indeed, unfortunately.
James incurred a good many debts
during the last few months
of his life and, in addition,
he was very generous in loans
to his friends.
Well, he thought he was rich --
he was rich.
How could he guess
that the crash was coming?
Nobody else did.
GEOFFREY: I'm not trying
to allocate blame,
my dear Lady Bellamy,
but as executor
of your stepson's estate, it's
my duty to point out the facts.
Sir Geoffrey, that won't mean,
will it,
that I'm liable
for any of his debts?
Oh, no, Miss Worsley, no, no.
It does...
You have taken into
account
the sale of the remaining
lease of this house?
I mean, it will definitely
have to be sold?
We've been expecting it,
of course.
GEOFFREY: Yes, indeed,
it will have to be sold.
In fact, I've been making some
inquiries on that score.
Of course, the property market
is not exactly buoyant
at this moment, but,
happily, there is some interest
in houses in Belgravia,
such as this,
for redevelopment.
You mean,
they'll pull it down?
Oh, no, to convert into flats,
modernize generally.
I mean, in these days,
when nobody can afford
servants any more.
VIRGINIA: Thank you, Hudson.
Just leave it there,
would you?
My lady.
VIRGINIA: Coffee, Sir Geoffrey?
There's a question of fixing
a date for the auction.
RICHARD: Auction?
But, I thought an agent --
- Of the contents.
- Oh, yes.
But won't Georgina even
get the furniture?
I am afraid not.
Everything will have to be sold
to help pay the debts.
And, by the way,
I'd be glad if you'd make a list
of the goods and chattels
you believe to be
your own personal possessions.
RICHARD: Yes.
GEOFFREY: Now, a suitable date?
Darling?
Sir Geoffrey,
is there anything else
you need Georgina for,
to sign or --
GEOFFREY: No.
No, not at present.
Then may she be excused?
GEOFFREY: Of course.
Now, a suitable date
for the sale,
and, of course,
for vacant possession.
Well, this has all come
at a rather difficult time
for all of us.
It all depends if and when
Georgina gets married.
GEOFFREY: Oh, really?
To Robert Stockbridge.
GEOFFREY: Oh, I thought that had
all fallen through.
I haven't seen any announcement
in the newspapers.
RICHARD: Well, there hasn't
been one yet.
The Buckminsters
sent Robert abroad
for a few months
to think it over.
He's due back any day now.
And then,
they'll have to decide.
Well, if I know the Duchess,
it'll be she who'll decide.
If we could just have
a little longer,
it would be so much more
convenient
if Georgina could be
married from here.
Very well.
At your earliest convenience.
ROSE: Well, it don't come as
exactly a surprise, do it?
HUDSON: No, indeed,
it will be a very sad day
when we all have to
leave this house.
But, at least we can all be
prepared for it.
EDWARD: Well, it's all right
for you, Mr. Hudson,
but not all of us have
got sisters
who can leave us
a boarding house in Hastings.
A guest house, Edward.
We aim to attract the children
of the better class,
and, of course, their nannies
and their governesses.
ROSE: What about parents?
HUDSON:
Oh, we're only about 100 yards
from the Royal Sussex Hotel,
Rose.
RUBY: What's it called,
Mr. Hudson?
HUDSON: Sea View.
EDWARD: Oh, so you'll be able to
see all the ships, then.
Well, it doesn't actually
look over the sea.
But "Sea View"?
BRIDGES: Well,
from the top bedroom window,
there's a lovely view
of the cliffs --
over the other houses.
It's considered better
not to be on the seafront,
on account of the storms
and the noise of the traffic.
But it's all ready to move into,
just whenever you like?
More or less.
MRS. BRIDGES: Quite a lot
needing doing to the kitchen.
HUDSON: And, I must admit,
some of the beds are
a trifle old-fashioned.
RUBY: Hey!
There's a picture here of
the Marquis of Stockbridge
dancing with
Lady Felicity Cannes at a ball.
That will be
the Earl of Leyburn's daughter.
Oh, she is pretty.
Looks ever so happy.
ROSE: Mmm, that was taken at
the Baris Regal Lodge in Deli.
Oh, weeks and weeks ago.
Nevertheless, last year,
Lady Felicity was considered one
of the most popular debutantes
of the season.
Mmm, and I wouldn't wonder
if that's not
but what the Duke and Duchess
was thinking.
Poor Miss Georgina.
I don't reckon
she's got a hope.
Ruby!
Is there milk on for the cocoa?
Well, I don't know,
Mrs. Bridges.
Well, you'd better go and see
about it, hadn't you?
Instead of sitting there
talking about things
that is none of your concern.
I don't know.
That girl...
she wouldn't
know Christmas from Easter.
[Knock on door]
Good morning, darling.
Morning.
I just wondered if you'd be
in to dinner tonight?
Yes.
Yes, please.
Good.
Well, I won't disturb you.
You're not disturbing me.
I just can't think what
to write any more.
I don't even know
Where to send it.
But, surely, if he were to --
Virginia, I haven't had a letter
from him for 17 days now.
Oh, darling, he's on the ship.
I don't expect he can write.
He calls at different
places all the time.
Aiden, Port Said, Malta --
Lord knows where else.
Oh, yes, but I don't
suppose the post
is very good from
those sort of places.
If anything had happened...
I mean if he'd changed
his mind,
I'm sure he'd let you know
by cable or something.
Knowing Robert, I think he --
I think he'd want to tell
me to my face.
I think he'll want to tell you
that he still loves you
to your face.
Do you think I should go on
writing then?
Oh, I'm sure you should.
Where does the ship arrive at?
It's due to call
at Plymouth on Thursday
and then comes on to London
the next day.
Oh, well, then just send it
to the P&O office
at Plymouth and put
"to await arrival."
I see the P&O
steamer Ramshee
called in at Plymouth yesterday,
and is due to dock in London
this afternoon.
The Marquis of Stockbridge
is one of the distinguished
names in the passenger list.
DAISY: And her not having
heard a word.
Yeah, rather like us.
No luck with
your inquiries, Edward?
Oh, not a thing, Mr. Hudson.
Well, it's not surprising.
I mean, you've only got to look
through your paper
and see columns
of "situations wanted,"
nothing in "situations vacant."
No wonder, with over
two million unemployed.
And Mrs. Bridges had a word
with her friend
what's cook to
Lady Hetherington,
and they're cutting down --
even them.
What we want is a man like
this Mussolini.
Anyone out of work in Italy,
he puts on to making roads
and railway stations.
Well, I don't want to build
roads and railway stations.
What I don't understand,
Mr. Hudson,
is where the money's gone to.
I mean, one minute
everyone's rich,
they've got gold,
money in the bank,
shares and that, and the next
minute, they're skint.
If they haven't got it,
who has?
Gold doesn't disappear
into thin air.
It's all the fault of this
Socialist government, Edward.
They should never of got
rid of Mr. Baldwin.
Though I say so myself,
Ramsay MacDonald is a disgrace
to Scotland.
Still, I've heard tell
the MacDonalds
Weren't too steady
at Culloden either.
Daisy, Miss Georgina's
breakfast tray is ready.
Oh, thank you,
Mrs. Bridges.
If you can call it breakfast.
A slice of toast,
a pot of tea.
That girl's not eating enough
to keep a mouse alive.
She'll just fade away.
[Door opens]
Oh, Daisy, I really don't
want any breakfast.
Now, you must try to eat
a little, Miss Georgina.
Oh, God,
I look a hundred.
DAISY: I'm sure everything
will be all right, miss.
I'm sure it won't,
Daisy.
I'm sure it isn't.
[Engine approaches]
Oh!
My lord.
Hello, Hudson.
It's nice to see you again.
HUDSON: Yes.
Yes, indeed, my lord.
And you, too.
I trust you and your...
Darling.
My darling Georgina.
It's all right.
GEORGINA: What?
It's all right.
I saw my parents in Nice
yesterday,
and they've given us
their blessing.
- Nice?
- Yes.
Well, they were on
the Riviera,
so I nipped off the boat
at Marseilles
and came back by train.
It was terribly rough
in the channel, but...
Oh, darling, they really
were so very decent.
Father is pleased as punch
because he always was
on our side,
never dared admit it before.
Mother --
Mother was saying that it was
never anything to do with you,
but it was me who was
the "scatty and unreliable one."
But that's silly.
Yes, it was --
all very silly.
Mother deliberately throwing
every suitable girl
in my way from Gibraltar
to San Francisco.
I didn't turn a hair.
I passed my test
with flying colours.
And, darling...
darling, I love you so much.
Are you listening to me?
GEORGINA: No, not really.
Oh, I've spent so long
telling myself
this wouldn't happen,
and now it has, I just...
Oh, I hope I'm not going to be
sick -- I feel all giddy.
I'm sorry, darling,
I'm afraid
I'm not very well.
Well, have you seen a doctor?
No, it's not that.
It's just that everything
has been so awful.
Yes.
Yes, I know that.
I nearly came back when...
when it happened,
but then I thought
it would ruin everything
and mother would only say
that we'd been cheating, so...
You poor things -- you've really
had a ghastly time.
GEORGINA: I never realized
how much James mattered to me.
I thought I'd managed
to get him out of myself.
But I suppose our lives had been
mixed up for so long
that just burning letters
and throwing things away
wasn't any good.
And then when he...
when it actually happened,
I just knew how much
I loved him.
Oh, darling,
it's not how I love you,
it's not a bit like that.
I can't quite explain
it, but I...
I feel as if a whole part of me
was numb and not working.
Robert, I don't think
I ought to marry you.
Darling, that's just silly.
No, what I mean is that
I don't think
you ought to marry me.
I'm the "scatty,
unreliable one,"
that's what your mother thinks,
and she's right.
I'll be a terrible flop
as a marchioness.
- You certainly won't.
- I will.
I don't want to see anyone,
I don't want to do anything.
Well, let's...
just leave
it a day or two.
It's no good leaving it.
We've been leaving it
for months.
Anyway, I can't marry anyone,
I haven't any money.
I can't even pay
for my own wedding dress.
Now, that's absurd! we'll get
married in a registry office.
No.
ROBERT: I don't care two figs
for what people think.
GEORGINA: I do,
it matters terribly to me!
I could lend you...
No, that would be like
some sort of...
I don't know.
Well, I'm sure the Bellamys
will insist anyway.
After all, you're
Lord Bellamy's ward.
Yes, I'm sure they will,
and I absolutely refuse to allow
them to spend a penny on me.
I've decided on that.
I'm not going to be
a burden to them.
They've got the children
to look after,
they're pretty broke themselves,
and, poor things,
they're being chucked
out of this house.
I am not going to be another
burden to them.
Well, we'll find a way.
The only thing
that matters to me
is that I love you,
I adore you,
and I want you to be my wife.
You see, James was going to
give me my wedding.
"The best wedding that has ever
been," he said.
And the awful thing is that he
left me everything in his will,
I mean every single thing
he had in the world.
And what's even more awful
is that there
isn't anything left.
Darling.
Nothing, not a bean.
Oh, I can't bear it.
"My darling Georgina,
it's all right."
Those were his lordship's
very words.
Oh, and how they must have
sounded sweet
in that poor girl's ears,
after all this time waiting.
Oh, Mr. Hudson, well, I suppose
that means the Abbey --
he is a duke's son.
Oh, I hardly think so,
Mrs. Bridges,
but certainly St. Margaret's,
Westminster.
And royalty present.
And -- oh, shh.
Whatever have you got
there, Ruby?
The parsnips, Mrs. Bridges.
Parsnips?
Who asked for parsnips?
You did, Mrs. Bridges.
Parsnips with fish?!
Parsley,
you silly girl!
Parsley for my sole duglere.
Oh, I really think
she's going deaf
as well as everything else.
Rose, have you heard
the good news?
The only news I've heard
is Miss Georgina rushing
past me in tears
and locking herself
in her room.
I don't call that good news.
She's been in a sort of state,
a turmoil.
Oh, I don't know what you'd
call it really...
ever since James
killed himself.
But just this last week,
it's become much worse,
I suppose,
because of you coming back.
Yes, obviously.
I see now that I should have
sent a cable
or something from France,
but I wanted it to be
a surprise.
Oh, poor Robert, I'm sorry
you've come back to all this.
Well, I'm not going to
give up now.
Not after waiting so long.
Has Georgina seen a doctor?
Oh, she absolutely refuses.
No, it's this thing
about money
and James's will,
I'm sure of it.
She goes on and on about it.
Well, perhaps she needs
a holiday.
Well, the Dougdales asked her
to go to Paris with them.
She wouldn't go. She won't even
go out to the cinema.
ROBERT: She seems to have
an absolute obsession
about not being able to pay
for the wedding herself.
I mean, as if
it really matters!
And then when I suggested
that you and Lord Bellamy
may wish to help,
she jumped down my throat
as if I suggest we rob you.
I'm sure it's all part
of the same thing.
Oh, Robert,
you look tired.
Yes, I am.
Go home
and try not to worry.
We're all on your side.
Will Lord Stockbridge
be stopping for luncheon,
Mr. Hudson?
No, Mrs. Bridges,
he is not.
In fact, I'm sorry
to report that
there is to be no dining room
luncheon today.
But my sole!
HUDSON: Miss Georgina will have
some cold consommé in her room
and her ladyship, something
on a tray in the morning room.
My sole diglere on a tray
in the morning room!
There's been some tantrums
in this house before now,
but this one takes the cake!
I really think, Mr. Hudson,
it's high time
we did all pack up.
Well, I'm absolutely bamboozled
by the whole thing.
VIRGINIA: How was she?
RICHARD: Absolutely calm.
Said she's sorry she causes
so much trouble,
she wasn't sure she ever
wanted to marry anyone.
Didn't want to talk about it.
Said she'd written to
the Dougdales
saying she'd like to go over
and stay with them in Paris.
That we were to go ahead
with our plans
for leaving the house
as if she didn't exist.
I mean, it's quite illogical,
quite stupid.
I really believe there's
something in the old wives' tale
that there's a streak of madness
in the Worsley family,
and it's coming out now
in Georgina.
I understand exactly
how she feels.
- You understand?
- Yes.
Well, explain it to me.
Please explain.
I can't explain.
Darling, I want you
to look at these estimates
I've been making about
the cost of the wedding.
See if you agree.
Yes, but if she's not going --
Ah, but we must be prepared,
like the Boy Scouts.
If she does get married,
we must pay for it.
Well, of course,
I'm her guardian.
Somehow or other,
I have to pay for it.
But if she absolutely refuses.
I want to pay half.
What?
I've got some war loan
that should just about do it.
I won't let you do --
Darling, don't let's
talk about that now.
Do look at the estimates.
Oh, very well.
750 guests,
St. Margaret's, Westminster.
My dear Virginia, surely
everyone will understand
it's a quiet wedding,
a little church at Southwell.
Oh, no, if it is going to be
done at all,
it is going to be
done properly.
Well, as the whole thing
is pure speculation.
Choir and organist, £7.
That's a bit steep,
isn't it?
Mm-mmm.
I checked with them.
Tip to verger.
Flowers and church, £10.
Hired cars...
Reception, 30 shillings
a head!
But that's with
a good champagne.
Well, quite right.
A bad champagne
at the reception
is the worst start
a marriage can have.
Trousseau and dress, £300.
What does it all add up to?
About £1,750.
Ha!
I'm beginning to be quite glad
that it may never happen.
I wouldn't be too
sure about that.
- But --
- Just leave it to me, darling.
Sir Geoffrey Dillon, my lady.
Good morning,
Sir Geoffrey.
Good morning, Lady Bellamy.
Do please sit down.
Thank you, Hudson.
My lady.
A glass of sherry?
No. No, thank you.
My doctor's quite forbidden
any sort of fortified wine.
If I might have some
gin and bitters
with a little water.
Yes, of course.
I have the lists
of goods and chattels
from your husband,
Lady Bellamy.
Rather more comprehensive
than I'd expected,
but I have no doubt
I shall be able to
get them past the creditors.
Good.
Now, a suitable date
for the sale.
I presume that's what
you wish to discuss with me.
No. At least...
At least, not entirely.
Sir Geoffrey,
you have been
a tower of strength
to this family over the years,
and I wanted to ask
for your advice,
and, indeed, your help.
It's about Georgina
and her marriage.
Oh?
Oh, I read in
The Times newspaper last week
that Lord Stockbridge
was back in London,
but, not having heard
anything further,
I assumed, to put it frankly,
that the Duchess had won.
No.
I need your help
in a delicate
and a very
confidential matter.
I want you to write
a letter to Georgina
officially saying
that you have discovered,
when all was paid up,
that there was still £2,000
left from James's estate.
But that's not true.
No.
Here is a check for £2,000
made out to your firm.
Are you asking me
to enter into a conspiracy
with you?
Oh, well, that's one way
of putting it --
a completely innocent one.
But you're asking me to utter
a lie -- in writing.
Oh, but a lie isn't
a crime, is it?
Especially if it's only
a little, white lie.
Well, this is most
unprofessional.
If the Law Society were
to hear of it --
But they won't.
Only you and I and Richard
will ever know of it.
But if the creditors
heard about it,
they'd very rightly
want to know --
They won't.
I will see to that.
Can you tell me the reason
for this escapade?
I'm sorry, I can't.
But I can assure you
that we shall always be
very grateful to you
for your courage.
I know that Georgina will always
remain your client,
and, of course, one day,
with your help,
she will be a duchess.
Good morning, Daisy.
How did you get on yesterday?
DAISY: Well...
we went to two more
agencies,
and they wouldn't even put us
on their books
when they heard we was married.
It was like having leprosy
or something.
They just said they was full up.
Then we went
to the town hall.
They said Edward would get
17 bob a week on the dole,
another 9 bob for me.
So, we just had a cup a tea
and a bun, come home.
And then we talked
about emigrating.
I think
I'll have to join you.
Oh, Daisy!
Yes, miss.
Dressing gown, please,
dressing gown! Thank you.
Oh!
Oh! I'm sorry, Hudson!
Oh, something quite fabulously
extraordinary has happened!
£2,000?
Apparently,
Georgina's inherited £2,000,
left after James's estate
has wound up.
Darling, how wonderful!
Do you think it would be
terribly, wickedly,
selfishly extravagant to spend
it on getting married?
Oh, no, of course not.
That's just what James would
want you to spend it on.
Oh, that's exactly what
I'd hoped you'd say.
Oh, Uncle Richard.
HUDSON: St. Margaret's,
as I thought.
And then the reception
at Seaford House.
Very nice.
MRS. BRIDGES: The Bellamys
was always personal friends
of Lord and Lady
Howard De Walden.
ROSE: Mrs. Bridges,
her ladyship
would like to see you
in the morning room.
MRS. BRIDGES: Whatever for?
We done the ordering
of the meals hours ago.
ROSE: Oh, I dunno, I'm sure.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, dear.
Oh, "Viscount and Viscountess
Bellamy of Haversham
request the pleasure
of your company
at the marriage of
Miss Georgina Worsley" --
Well that's a rum way
of putting it.
HUDSON: What's so rum
about it, Rose?
ROSE: Well,
how come's this, then --
"Viscount and Viscountess
Bellamy...request the pleasure"?
That is the correct form
of address.
We all know Miss Georgina's
paying for it.
HUDSON: Really, Rose!
I would have thought, by now,
you would understand that,
in society,
while certain things are stated
in black and white,
certain other things are not.
Ah, Mrs. Bridges.
Ah, Mrs. Bridges.
You wish to speak to me,
my lady.
VIRGINIA: Yes, Mrs. Bridges,
about the wedding.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh.
VIRGINIA: It's sad we can't
have the reception here,
but there simply
wouldn't be room.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, of course not, my lady.
Disappointing,
but understandable.
Of course, we shall have to have
caterers to do the reception.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, yes, yes.
VIRGINIA:
But what I was wondering --
I know Miss Georgina
would like it so much
if you could undertake
to make the cake.
The cake, my lady?
The wedding cake?!
Oh, my Lord!
Oh.
Oh, forgive me, my lady.
Well, of course, I should be
honoured and delighted
to do it, my lady, but...
it'd have to be
a pretty big size.
Oh, I think the bigger,
the better, Mrs. Bridges.
Well, I've never done more than
a 2-tier before now.
Of course,
I have seen a 4-tier.
Princess Mary had a 4-tier
when she married
Viscount Lascelles.
I remember seeing
an illustration of it
in the news.
Do you think you could manage
a 4-tier, Mrs. Bridges?
Well, I'll try, my lady.
Mind you, it'll be pretty
costly, all that marzipan.
VIRGINIA:
Don't worry about that.
And we'll have to hire
a silver stand and a turntable.
VIRGINIA: A turntable?
MRS. BRIDGES:
Yes, for the decorating.
VIRGINIA: Oh, I see.
Oh, I know, I can borrow one
from my friend at Gunther's.
Good.
Well, there we are, then.
Good luck, Mrs. Bridges.
Oh, well, thank you,
my lady.
I haven't opened this book
for donkey's years!
Not since Miss Elizabeth
got married.
Yes, that's the one.
That's the one I'll try,
the Imperial.
We'll never manage that,
Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Won't we?
I will.
Oh, just look at that list
of ingredients.
Four pounds lemon
and orange peel,
8 pounds citron,
16 pounds currants.
Just fancy
that, 16 pounds currants.
All right, Ruby, now you get out
every baking tin
we've got in this house
and start cleaning them.
RUBY: Yes, Mrs. Bridges.
- Mr. Hudson.
- Oh, thank you, Rose.
DAISY: Rose, Mr. Hudson,
we're going to work for them!
They've asked us to work
for them!
ROSE: Who's "them," then?
DAISY: Lord Stockbridge
and Miss Georgina.
EDWARD: Yeah,
they just had us in
and they're going to move
into a house on the estate
and they said
there's a small cottage,
if we didn't mind living
in the country.
DAISY: Well, we wouldn't mind
living in an old tin shack.
EDWARD: He said he didn't
require a chauffeur anymore
because he liked
to drive himself,
but they were looking for
a sort of general manservant.
I presume he meant "butler."
EDWARD: Well, he didn't exactly
say that, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I think you should
make that very clear.
Well, I dunno, I mean,
beggars can't be choosers.
HUDSON: There is such a thing
as dignity and respect, Edward.
DAISY: Miss Georgina says
she wants me to be
her head house parlour maid,
but that if we was
[Crying]
to start a baby or anything,
it would be quite all right,
they'd always look after us.
Oh, that's good news,
very good news.
EDWARD: Daisy,
what you crying for?
ROSE: Oh,
you don't understand.
Well, then, Ruby,
what are you going to be
doing with yourself, eh?
ROSE: I haven't really
thought, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
it's high time
you started to think,
isn't it?
RUBY: Well, I thought I might be
an usherette at cinema.
See all t'films free
12 times a week.
Oh, still got Rudolph Valentino
on the brain, eh?
Rudolph Valentino?
Oh, he's gone west.
Oh, no, it's talkies now,
Mrs. Bridges.
It's Ramén Novarro
and Douglas Fairbanks.
Oh, he's lovely,
is Douglas Fairbanks.
EDWARD: And Clara Bow
and Janet Gaynor, eh?
RUBY: And they want girls
to sell ice cream.
Ice cream?!
Stop Ruby and buy one,
Mrs. Bridges.
Oh, now don't you
encourage her, Edward.
Now come on, Ruby,
you pick over all these
currants and then clean them.
I don't know, I'm sure.
May I suggest this tie,
my lord?
RICHARD: Yes, I like that.
Something somber.
Quite an important
day for me today, Hudson.
I'm making my last speech
from the Front Bench
in the House of Lords
this afternoon.
HUDSON: So I read, my lord.
It's a sad day
for the Conservative Party,
and for the nation,
if I may say so.
RICHARD: Oh, nonsense.
High time I made way
for someone younger.
Anyway, I quite look forward
to my quiet life in the country.
So much writing to do --
all my memoirs.
HUDSON: Yes, indeed, my lord.
We have been privileged
to live through
some stirring times.
RICHARD: Yes, we've seen quite
a lot of history together,
haven't we, Hudson?
I shall very much miss you,
Hudson, you and Mrs. Bridges.
No one's been luckier
with our servants than we have.
I only wish there was
some more material way
in which we could show
our appreciation.
HUDSON: Oh, that's quite
all right, my lord.
Mrs. Bridges and I are very
well-placed, in that respect.
RICHARD: Just look
at all those suits.
You've never let me get rid
of a suit, have you, Hudson?
Like an old magpie.
Well, we must sort them out
sometime.
I only need a quarter of them.
If there's any one or two
that might be of any use to you,
well, you just have to say so.
HUDSON: That is exceedingly
kind of you, my lord.
I've sieved the rest of
the icing sugar, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh,
get out of my kitchen, Ruby!
I can't have anybody in here
while I'm doing this.
You can separate the whites
of four eggs,
but don't do it in here!
Yes, Mrs. Br--
Oh, no, Mrs. Bridges.
Oh! Oh, Rose, I'm afraid
I won't have time
to go through all those drawers
with you today, after all.
I'm completely snowed under
with these wedding invitations.
I can see that, my lady.
VIRGINIA: Oh, Rose.
Oh, dear, with all this
huffle and kerfuffle,
I haven't really had a chance to
talk to you about the future --
I mean, your future.
I'm afraid --
I'm afraid his lordship and I
had rather taken it for granted
that you'd be coming down
to Dorset with us.
Oh.
Oh, the trouble is, Rose,
that we shall be living
a much more quiet,
modest sort of life from now on.
ROSE: Oh, yes,
of course, my lady.
VIRGINIA: And we shall have to
manage with far fewer servants,
just a cook,
a girl from the village.
It's just your own position.
You'll have your own room,
of course,
but I want you to feel
completely free to go elsewhere.
Oh, don't you worry
about that, my lady,
I can turn my hand
to most things in the house --
barring cooking, that is.
I don't even think
I could cook a boiled egg,
but I used to be quite
a dab hand in the garden.
Do you know,
when I was at the village school
in Southwold,
each of us had a little garden
in the playground,
and one year, I won the prize.
A new sixpence, it was.
I think I've still got it
with my things upstairs.
VIRGINIA: Good.
So I'm quite looking
forward to it all --
taking care of Miss Alice
and Master william, and that.
You're one of the family,
anyway, Rose.
Oh! I'm so sorry I'm late,
Virginia,
only Monsieur Patou is making
my wedding dress himself,
and he's such a fusspot.
ROSE: Beg pardon, my lady.
- VIRGINIA: Thank you, Rose.
GEORGINA: Oh!
Thank you, Hudson.
Come on, Virginia,
I'll help you.
VIRGINIA: Well, so far,
we've had 372 acceptances
and 31 refusals.
GEORGINA: Good Lord, they'll
never all fit in the church.
Do you know, the Duchess told me
that the tiara is so valuable
it will have to be brought
from the bank
by a special man on the day.
Oh, my lord, my lady!
RICHARD: Mrs. Bridges.
We've come to see
the great cake.
VIRGINIA: It's truly
Wonderful, Mrs. Bridges.
RICHARD: I really think
you ought to ask
Miss Georgina to come down.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, no, my lord,
that would never do --
a bride must never see her cake
before the wedding day.
VIRGINIA: I really think it's
your masterpiece, Mrs. Bridges.
HUDSON: That's what we've
all been saying, my lady.
Oh, well, I dunno, I'm sure.
Ruby!
HUDSON: Daisy!
Daisy, look!
MRS. BRIDGES:
The bride's coming.
- HUDSON: Beautiful!
- MRS. BRIDGES: Lovely.
HUDSON: Ohh. [Chuckle]
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, so pretty, oh.
On behalf of all the staff
at 165 Eaton Place,
I would like to wish
your lordship and your ladyship
health, wealth,
and longlasting happiness
throughout your lives.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Yes, indeed, indeed.
RICHARD: Thank you, Hudson.
I can assure you
that I shall look after my wife
as best I can,
but I would like to say
thank you
for looking after her
so very well up 'til now.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, thank you.
I hope we see a lot of you
in the future and, well,
perhaps, one day, our children
will be lucky enough
to enjoy Mrs. Bridges's
Wonderful cooking.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, thank you.
RICHARD: When they go down
to Sea View for their holidays.
[Laughter]
RICHARD: Well, darling,
I think we should go
and face the photographer.
GEORGINA: Thank you all
for your good wishes.
HUDSON: My lady, my lord.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh,
that dress is beautiful.
HUDSON: Ah, the cake.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you.
Mmm, delicious,
Mrs. Bridges!
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, thank you, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: He's so like his mother,
isn't he? The Duchess.
MRS. HUDSON: Yes.
ROSE: Oh, they look really nice.
Fancy Miss Georgina
being a duchess one day.
MRS. BRIDGES: Ruby!
RUBY: It's to put under
me pillow, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES: Shh, Shh!
PRUDENCE: Simply everybody
who is anybody is here.
If you dropped a bomb
on that church,
there wouldn't be anyone left
in society.
GEOFFREY: Just as well
they didn't,
or I'd have been deprived
of quite 90% of my clients.
PRUDENCE: Did you see
Laura Corrigan's hat?
All that fruit -- she looked
like Jackson's window.
RICHARD: And Nancy Aberdare,
all in white, at her age.
The verger, for a moment,
thought she was the bride.
VIRGINIA: Shh shh Shh!
[Shutter clicks]
RICHARD: I've rung for them.
I really can't believe it.
VIRGINIA: It's true, darling.
Rose told me and she was there.
I think that's the best one --
it doesn't make me look
quite so grim.
I think I shall order that one.
RICHARD: I can't think
why nobody told us.
VIRGINIA: Well,
I suppose they didn't want
to make us feel,
in any way, that we --
RICHARD: Hudson! Come in.
Congratulations.
Marvelous news.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lord.
RICHARD: Where's the bride?
Mrs. Hudson is outside,
my lord.
VIRGINIA: Our very best
Wishes to you both.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Oh, thank you, my lady.
HUDSON: It's taken a wee while
to get her to the altar,
my lady, but I've managed it,
at last -- all official.
She can't get away now.
It didn't take more than
a few minutes, my lady,
and it was no worse
than going to the dentist.
[Laughter]
And the man was ever so nice.
He said,
"In the eyes of the Lord,
better late than never."
RICHARD: Well,
come and sit down, both of you.
We'll have some sherry.
- HUDSON: Oh, thank you, my lord.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you,
my lord; thank you, my lady.
Ahem.
Oh, we wish to apologize,
my lord, for not informing you
or her ladyship
of our intended marriage.
RICHARD: Oh, nonsense, Hudson --
anyway, since last Monday,
you aren't officially
in my employment anymore.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lord.
To Mr. and Mrs. Hudson.
MRS. BRIDGES: Thank you,
my lady.
HUDSON: We thought it best,
my lord,
seeing that we were about
to enter a new social circle
in which, being strangers,
our relationship might
have been misinterpreted.
MRS. BRIDGES: They have
such evil minds,
some of these people
with nothing better to do
in these small places
by the sea.
I remember once, during the war,
I went down to visit my sister
and my brother-in-law
at Yarmouth --
it was after one
of them big air raids --
and a woman in the next street
had been killed
and she was found stone-dead
in bed with --
HUDSON: Well,
that's a long story, Kate,
perhaps for another time.
It's nearly half-past 12:00,
and luncheon is at 1:00.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, my lord!
And I bet Ruby's for--
Ooh, I do beg your pardon,
my lady.
VIRGINIA: Of course.
Now, we must think of something
as a wedding present,
but if there are
any pots and pans
and kitchen things
that you would like
to stock your guest house,
please do help yourselves.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, well,
thank you, my lady.
HUDSON: Thank you, my lady.
My lord.
RICHARD: Now, Hudson,
have a proper little celebration
in the servants' hall tonight,
won't you?
HUDSON: Thank you,
my lord, my lady.
[Virginia giggles]
RICHARD: Made an honest woman
of her, after all these years,
and only because of
what people might think.
What funny people we are.
Goodness, it would've made --
You were going to say "it would
have made Marjorie laugh."
Yes, I was.
I don't mind.
I've never minded.
If they're as happy
as you and I have been,
they'll be very lucky.
♫ For they are
jolly good fellows ♫
♫ For they are
jolly good fellows ♫
♫ for they are jolly
good fellows ♫
♫ and so say all of us ♫
HUDSON: Thank you, thank you.
Well, now, what about
one more wee drink?
RUBY: Oh, yes, more beer,
please, Edward.
DAISY: You've had enough.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well, I think
I could do with a drop more gin.
They say it's good
for the indigestion.
DAISY: Mr. Hudson, Eddie's
got something to show you.
Haven't you, Ed?
EDWARD: Oh, not now, Daisy,
it's too late.
- DAISY: No, it's not. Go on!
- MRS. BRIDGES: What is it?
DAISY: You'll see.
You'll all see in a moment.
Well, of all the celebrations
we've ever had
in this here room,
I think this is the nicest.
Oh, thank you, Rose.
DAISY: And so do I.
RUBY: I don't. I like the one
we had when the war ended.
ROSE: Oh, Ruby.
Oh, do you remember when
Sarah and Thomas got married
and come back here, Mrs. B?
"Mrs. H."
[Laughter]
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, I'll never
forget it, in all me born days.
And the master walked down
the stairs with Lady Marjorie
and they were singing
that rude song.
How did it go, now?
♫ what are we going to do
with Uncle Something ♫
ROSE: "Arthur."
MRS. BRIDGES:
Arthur, that's right.
ALL: ♫ what are we going to do
with Uncle Arthur? ♫
[Scat singing]
Edward.
My new coat, Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Fits like a glove.
It's tailor-made.
EDWARD: I told Lord Stockbridge
what you said and he said,
"if that's Hudson's advice,
we'll take it."
Aye, it suits you well enough,
I'll say that.
But always wear a wing collar
with a tail coat,
remember that, Edward.
None of your modern
slipshod flat things.
EDWARD: Yes, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I must be honest, when
you first came here, Edward,
I never thought
you'd make a butler.
EDWARD: I'm not a butler
yet, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: Oh, yes, you are --
if you wear that coat,
that is your badge of office,
so to speak.
You are a butler, the butler.
You're the one in charge
in the house.
A great responsibility
will rest on your shoulders,
a great deal of worry.
If anything goes wrong, it's
your fault, no one else's, mind.
If standards fall,
it's your fault.
You inherit a great tradition,
many centuries old,
and I hope the training
I've done my best to give you
will always stand you
in good stead.
When you're in trouble or doubt,
try to think what my actions
would have been
in the circumstances.
Unhappily, there are
not so many households
that still can afford
proper servants.
The whole world we have known
seems to be falling
about our ears.
You're one
of the lucky ones, Edward.
One day, you may be butler
in a ducal household.
A great honour,
a great responsibility.
Make sure you are
always worthy of it.
EDWARD: Yes, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: I've got
a wee gift for you.
A legacy,
you might almost call it.
EDWARD: But that's
your pantry book, Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Oh, Edward.
EDWARD: Oh, no, Mr. Hudson,
I really couldn't.
HUDSON: Go on. Go on, my boy,
take it, with my blessing.
There's a few wee wrinkles
in there
the modern generation
don't know much about.
EDWARD: Thanks, ever so much,
Mr. Hudson.
DAISY: Well,
if you'll excuse us,
I think we must be going over --
we've got to be off first thing.
MRS. BRIDGES:
That's right, yes.
DAISY: Well, come on, Eddie,
let's clear the table.
MRS. BRIDGES: No, no, you don't,
not on your last night.
ROSE: Don't worry, Daisy,
I'll do it.
MRS. BRIDGES:
No, you won't either, Rose.
You've got all that packing
to do for her ladyship.
ROSE: Oh.
EDWARD:
Good night, Mrs. Bridges.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Good night, Edward.
EDWARD: Mr. Hudson.
- Good night, Edward.
DAISY: Good night, Mr. Hudson,
Mrs. Hudson.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh!
Good night, Daisy.
ROSE: Good night, Mr. Hudson.
HUDSON: Good night,
Rose, my dear.
Good night, Rose.
ROSE: Good night, Mrs. B.
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh!
What are we going to do
about her?
HUDSON: I'm sure
I don't know, Kate.
MRS. BRIDGES: We can't leave her
running about the streets
like a stray dog.
She'd no more be able
to fend for herself in this town
than an ostrich would.
We'll have to take her with us.
Well, why not?
She can always do some
of the washing
and the heavy work,
the same as she does here.
Oh, I didn't mean it
like that, Mr. Hudson,
not like that at all,
I meant Christian charity.
HUDSON: Yes.
Yes, of course.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
we better get on with
clearing some of this up.
HUDSON: [Laughs]
Well, that's the first time
I've ever seen you clearing
this table, Kate.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well,
it won't be the last time.
I'm a housewife now, you know.
HUDSON: I'll get a tray,
my dear, give you a hand.
RUBY: What's up?
MRS. BRIDGES: We're doing
your work for you, Ruby,
that's what's up.
My lady, everything is ready.
RICHARD: Yes,
thank you, Hudson.
Goodbye, Hudson.
HUDSON: Goodbye, my lord.
Goodbye, my lady.
VIRGINIA: Goodbye, Hudson.
ROSE: What you doing?
MRS. BRIDGES:
Taking this with me.
I thought they said
kitchen things.
MRS. BRIDGES:
This is a kitchen thing.
Anyway, I couldn't possibly tell
the time without that clock.
After all these years, I'm not
going to let them take it.
ROSE: Ruby!
Mr. Hudson says they'll leave
Without you, if you don't hurry.
RUBY: I can't shut this, Rose.
ROSE: Oh!
Well, of course you can't --
look at all the jumble!
You're a lucky girl, Ruby,
going with them.
ROSE: Oh, well,
they said they wanted me,
so I thought I better go.
I mean, they're both old,
aren't they?
It isn't as if
they had long to go,
and then when they've gone,
I'll have the guesthouse
all to meself.
ROSE: Come on!
[Mrs Bridges sobbing]
ROSE: I shall be brushing
and dusting
in the drawing room
and the morning room.
Well, go on!
SARAH: Then upstairs
and clean out the grates
and relay and light the fires.
ROSE: But you've got to
promise me one thing, mind.
SARAH: Got to behave
myself, ain't I?
ROSE: You really have got to
this time, Sarah, it's serious.
SARAH: I will, Rose,
I promise.
ROSE.' who is it, Lily?
Who are you seeing
on your afternoons off?
I won't tell,
but I know there's somebody.
LILY: I'd rather not say, Rose.
ROSE: It's Mr. Hudson,
isn't it?
Is it?
It's best
to be truthful.
HUDSON". If her ladyship
had lived,
that young woman, respectable
as she may be, would never
have sat at the head
of the table in this house,
you mark my words, Rose,
not Miss Forrest!
ROSE: There you go again,
with "her ladyship."
“What would her ladyship
have done?
What would
her ladyship have said?"
Her ladyship's dead and gone,
Mr. Hudson,
and Mrs. Bellamy is
the mistress of this house now,
and, as such, we should
back her up and help her,
not go saying wicked things
about her behind her back!
HUDSON: Stop yelling at the top
of your voice, Rose!
Unless you want everyone
in the house to hear.
MARJORIE: Rose,
how do you find the new girl?
ROSE: Quite satisfactory,
my lady.
MARJORIE: I hope you're
looking after her.
ROSE: Of course, my lady.
ROSE: What I can't
understand is,
how a great big ship
like that could go down,
not just hitting
a little iceberg.
ROSE: Just think,
in a few hours from now,
the King of England's...
posterior
shall occupy this very chair.
HUDSON: This is hardly
the moment
for such reflection, Rose --
you've still got the flowers
to do in the drawing room,
the coffee tray,
all the polishing
In the front hall,
and the landing
and the drawing room.
RUBY: Mrs. Bridges,
the tartlets
should be ready now.
MRS. BRIDGES:
Ruby, don't interfere!
RICHARD". You'll never guess
who was dining
at the house tonight
with Mersey --
those Dumariacks we met
in Geneva.
The friends of the Talbots.
VIRGINIA: Richard,
Hudson and I were just having
a private talk --
JAMES: And you, too, Rose.
You, too,
have made your sacrifice.
You have given
the man you loved
to safeguard the future
for others.
You mustn't forget that.
It puts you
in a very special position.
ROSE: Does it?
JAMES: Among the gallant women
who've given and lost
their nearest and dearest.
You should feel very proud,
Rose, very proud.
[ Echoing ]
Proud, proud, proud, proud,
proud, proud, proud,
proud, proud, proud,
proud, proud, proud, proud.
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