We'll Meet Again (1982): Season 1, Episode 7 - Fighting Men - full transcript

[music playing]

[phone ringing]

Pat?

Pat?

Coming daddy.

DAD: Telephone.

Market Weatherby, 351

VOICE ON PHONE: Is that
you, Miss Patricia?

Yes.

VOICE ON PHONE: It's nanny here.

Oh, nanny, is it really you?



You sound marvelous.

Tell your father I shall
have to stay the night

here, with my married sister.

But nanny, darling,
where are you?

VOICE ON PHONE: [inaudible]

But I thought you'd
be here tonight.

VOICE ON PHONE:
Well, the train took

nearly six hours to
Inverness, but I'll get

the first one in the morning.

Oh, do hurry,
nanny, we need you.

Rosie's gone off to work
in the parachute factory,

and mother's at the hospital
all day and all night,

and now they say I've
got a spot in my lung.

I don't even know what that is,
but it means I can't join up.



Now, it's all right, Miss
Patricia, it's all right.

I'll get there as soon as I can.

Time, please.

Thank you.

Time pick up.

Does he think it's too soon?

Yes, but if you're a
colonel and [inaudible]

getting married, then dad
won't stand in our way.

Good.

It's getting late.

I've got to go.

It seems no sooner
you've got here,

and then you always
start going back again.

Come on, you two.

I want my beauty sleep.

First chance I get, we'll
get our debut [inaudible]

Promise?

I promise.

Rosie couldn't stay
awake any longer.

I'm not surprised.

She's gone to bed.

Goodnight, Chuck.

Good night, Chuck.

Good night, Mr. Blair.

Thursday nights, mom always
makes bubble and squeak.

Tasty.

Bubble and squeak all
right with you, Mr. Blair?

Lovely.

Only I made it.

I don't know where to begin.

Oh, mom.

Well, if I can't
do it, I can't.

Ssh.

I can't get it on
anymore, you must.

There's only one thing for it.

What?

You can't keep it from
your father much longer.

You have to tell him.

No.

Sometimes I forget
what he looked like.

Who?

Harvey.

Oh.

I keep getting him mixed
up in my mind with Mario.

Why doesn't he come
round and see me?

I expect he's busy.

He never seemed to come
around unless Sid was here.

Oh, Sid will be
back, never fear.

He wouldn't go off and leave
all his stuff upstairs.

Oh, Uncle Sid.

It's Mario I want to see more

DAD: [inaudible], you two.

Just coming.

DAD: [inaudible]

No, I'll be up in a minute.

He really loved me, mom.

Mom, he really loved me.

The first day we met, it
was love at first sight.

He was a nice boy.

He was lovely.

But you've got to
forget about him, Letty.

Set your sights on the future.

If you can't tell your
father, I'll have to.

No, not until Mario
has proposed to me.

Ah, the dames
are crazy about me.

Pay 21's.

Come on, pay up, you guys.

Pay, pay, pay.

Come on, I need to go.

You need my dough?

Uh-huh.

I need my dough.

Patsy?

Thanks.

You know, when I got
drafted, I promised my old man

I'd quit the Eighth
with $5,000 in my pocket

and buy into his
goal his business.

Partners.

So what am I doing handing
over my old man's business

to a jerk like Mario.

The day I quit this outfit,
I'm marrying me a movie star.

Yeah?

Who's that.

How do I know who?

She's going to have
long, long legs.

Yeah.

And blond hair like it's made
of silk, and a million dollars

in the bank.
- Oh, yeah.

That'll be the day, Mario.

Stick.

What about that cute little
chick in the grocery store?

What, Letty?

She's a cute little
chick in a grocery store.

Hm?

[knocking on table]
- Anybody home?

Come on, huh?

I'm $17 down.

I'm thinking.
I'm thinking.

Next thing I'm going to do,
I'm going to buy me a classy

out-of-town gambling
joint, and spend

the rest of my life taking
money from suckers like you.

Hit me.

Hey, big shot.

This classy out-of-town
gambling joint, how

are you going to pay for it?

I just married me a movie star
with a million dollars here,

Chase Manhattan, you know?

- Hi, Chuck.
- Hey, [inaudible]

Hi, fellas.

Hey, Chuck,
Chuck, your fiancee,

is she keeping OK for you?

You bet.

Oh, that's great, great.

Take it easy, man.

Never knew a guy who
smelled so clean.

A million bucks, huh, Mario?

Yup, a million bucks.

Well, in that case,
you don't need my dough.

Ah, ah, sure I
need your dough.

I don't need all
the money I can get.

Yeah, what for?

So I can sweep talk
my blonde film star.

Ah.

You two to go on
all right together.

Hm?

Both tough as old boots.

Well, I better
be getting back.

Oh, not yet.

I gotta.

I've got work to do.

Some of my fly boys
are sassy enough

without me giving them cause.

One of them's stupid enough
to go get himself married--

that girl at the pub, Vi.

SALLY: Vi's a decent girl.

Decent?

Well you're a fly boy.

JOE: No, Chuck-- Chuck Ericson.

I shouldn't think
Chuck's having to make

an honest woman out of her.

Sally, I--

I was very happy
with Stan, the time--

the time we were together.

But our marriage is over
and there's no going back .

I'm glad you're here--

and grateful.

I don't ask anything else, Joe.

Where the hell did he get to?

Give me one minute, would you?

OK, OK let's see if we
can get it right this time.

Major.

[inaudible] goddamn
training is to improve things

not sit around on
our butts telling

each other how good we are.

I guess so, but--

You guess so?

Last time, the interval
between take offs

was down to 33 seconds.

Let's see if we can make it 30.

MARIO: Come on
guys, what is this?

I'm going to be late!

Me and my partner, we hope
you ain't forgot your promise

to cut us in on a highly
profitable deal concerning

certain high class London
broads you've been shooting

your mouth off about, lately.

Ahh, them broads.

Yeah, them.

so what about 'em, Mario?

Well, you see,
Pantsy, I'm going to--

Hey Mario, we got training.

The exec's up the
tower waiting for us.

Let's go.

Right.

Well, nice talking to
you guys-- like always.

But my duty to Uncle
Sam comes first.

Hey!

What about 'em, Mario?

Can I help you guys?

Hmm?

I am waiting for
information from London

about the proposition
we have been discussing.

Until then, keep your
greasy paws off my jacket.

Let's go.

How's that?

32.

[AIRPLANE GETS LOUDER AS PASSING
OFF SCREEN]

[AIRPLANE GETS LOUDER AS PASSING
OFF SCREEN]

[door knocking]

SID: Morning, Albert.

ALBERT: you.

Look at that, just
in time for a cuppa.

You'll stay?

Yeah.

He's here or about, eh?

You've been in a fight?

Yeah.

While you're at it, a couple
of bangers and some fried bread

would go down, a treat.

ALBERT: [inaudible] No phone
call, not even a measly

postcard.

Then, you march in here, butter
wouldn't melt in your mouth,

ordering up breakfast.

God, you ain't
half selfish, Albert.

You've brewed up, haven't you?

Yeah enough for one--

me.

You look horrible.

Well, there's a
story about that.

ALBERT: Yeah, I bet there is.

It was Monday night's raid--

no, tell a lie--

Sunday.

There was nothing on the
wireless about any raid.

No, well it was down
Silvertown Way, wasn't it?

You know, dock land.

Anyway, there's this
land mine, right?

Just when I'm coming
out the pub and all--

well, I had to lend
a hand, didn't I?

You've never seen
nothing like it, Albert.

There's fallen masonry.

There's timbers.

There's dead bodies
all over the shop.

Oh!

SID: But you're dead
right Albert, as always--

God, I was in a state.

I'm crawling about on my
hands and knees, right?

Underneath what's
left of these flats,

about to fall on me, now.

There's more dust up me
hooter from the Sahara Desert.

Then what you think
happens Albert?

Eh?

What d'you reckon?

Eh?

Just when I can't stand it no
longer, I hear this faint cry.

What cry?

Well, this very faint,
far off sort of cry.

Well, I can't give
up now, can I?

Not 'til I've got them out.

Them?

Well, it's this sweet
old lady and her pussycat.

No.

No!

Straight, Albert!

Naturally, the old whistle come
in for some rough treatment,

didn't he?

VERA: Albert!

Business still on
the up and up, is it?

VERA: Albert!

Has Mario been
around recently?

Mussolini?

He's been around, all right.

I don't think he likes
you, very much sir.

I got a strong impression
you let him down.

I'm trying to get a
bridge four together?

Up?

No, no a bit to your
right, I think, darling.

How's that?

Phyllis plays quite
well, doesn't she?

Phyllis Langborn?

Yes, if I knew
where to find her.

RONALD: How do you mean?

Well, you know the night
she and I went up to London

together.

Wasn't she's supposed to be
meeting Dickie from his ship?

Supposed to be, yes.

Up a bit please, darling.

No.

That's it.

I don't know whether
he actually did turn up.

He's an elusive chap, Dickie.

Perhaps they're off
on a second honeymoon.

Perhaps.

That would be nice.

Anyway, Albert wants you
to play this evening.

Oh darling, how
would I get there?

Got it all worked out.

You'll be picked up by car
and brought home afterwards.

Oh, OK.

Arthur's old Armstrong
Siddeley's been

laid up since September '39.

I hope it's understood that
I'm going to ruin this for you.

Darling, whose car?

Major Kiley's.

That's very good of the major.

Yes, it's extraordinary.

Whoops, butterfingers.

The Americans don't seem
to have any kind of idea

about the petrol ration.

See, he's one of
Arthur's bridge four.

Arthur thinks he's
championship class.

Yeah, very likely at home.

Hellen.

I haven't played
bridge for ages.

I'm a bit rusty.

Wouldn't you care
to go in my place?

No, I must be here for Nanny.

The train's so
unpredictable these days,

she could arrive any time.

RONALD: Right, well
if you think so.

Yes.

RONALD: Suspect I'll enjoy
playing a rubber or two.

HELLEN: Good, well
that's settled.

I'll give Arthur a ring.

He'll be awfully pleased.

He's been looking forward to it.

He's also got a box of
cigars from who do you think?

Albert Mundy.

OK.

I'll enjoy smoking one of those.

[playing harmonica]

[inaudible]

Hey fatso.

Do you know this guy?

No.

[laughter] Oh, me neither.

I don't mix with bums.

It ain't good for
my social status.

I'm am not speaking to you,
[inaudible] Listen, fatso.

I'm going out to the
pub tonight, see?

And I don't want no fat guys
muscling in on my girl, OK?

Your girl?

My girl.

Elmer, I can hear
this noise like somebody

chewing off the end of a 50
caliber Browning, you now?

Hey, you hear me, fatso?

[laughter] Yeah,
I can hear it, too.

It's giving me [inaudible]

Hey, fatso!

Hymie, would you
stop calling me fatso?

There's something
else you ought to know.

We don't like you, no more.

Likewise, she don't
like the noise

you keep making with that
tin toothpick you keep stuck

in your fat mouth, OK fatso?

Hymie, you call me
fatso, just once more--

you know, I swear!

You what?

What?

You're all washed
up with Rosie.

- No, no I'm not.
- Don't blame me, fatso.

He hit me!

I only called you fatso.

Come on, come on fat boy.

Come on.
Come on.

OK.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

What gives?

It's the big fight--

Madison Square Garden.

On you're right is Primo
Canera, on your left,

Jack Sharkey coming up to the
sixth, and I hope final round.

Don't do that.

What's it about, this time?

Your fiancee's
sister, what else?

Oh, not again.

Get off me you big, fat--

Hey you guys, cut it out.

What did Rosie do this time?

It's not just Rosie.

Hymie keeps on calling me fatso.

Well, why not?

Everybody else does.

Yeah, yeah but everybody
don't say it the way you say it.

I'll say whatever I--

Hey, wait a minute,
wait. wait, wait.

You're both going to
the pub tonight, right?

- Sure.
- Yeah.

OK, I'll tell you what you do.

You both got to
the bar together.

And you ask Rosie
which one of you

she wants to see
when the bar closes.

Yeah?

Then what?

Well, whichever one she
chooses, that's it for tonight,

and every night.

I think that's a
wonderful idea, Chuck.

OK.
OK?

OK.

Elmer?

OK.

OK.

See you later, fatso.

Hey, why are you getting
dressed so early for?

You got two hours.

No, I don't.

I've got two minutes,
then I'm going to be late.

MARIO: Yeah what's all
the fruit salad for?

The colonel.

It's personal.

[music playing]

I was going to turn it
into an evening dress.

Oh, it's beautiful.

And then, Stan went
overseas and it's been

hanging upstairs ever since.

We were very sorry about
Stan, all of us at the club.

Uh, let's see now.

Well, you're slimmer than I was.

But if you can get someone just
to take it in a little bit.

You wouldn't mind?

Well, I'm not thinking
about getting married again.

And if I ever did, then
it wouldn't be in that.

Oh, it's every so kind of you.

Oh, I don't know.

We've all got to help
each other, don't we?

These days.
- That's what dad says.

Either we all muck in
together, or we end up in muck.

You know, anything I ever
learned, I learned from dad,

not having a mum to talk to.

I bet you're the
mum in your family.

Well, it's not easy at your
age or at any other age,

come to that.

Does it hurt, having a baby?

I suppose so.

But somehow afterwards,
you forget all about that.

Are you afraid?

I don't think so.

I just wanted to know
and there never seemed

to be anybody I could ask.

Well, I was going
to have half a dozen.

But somehow, that's
not something

you can manage on your own.

[music playing]

Major Dereham.

RONALD: Oh, hello there.

Do come in, please come in.

JAMES: Keeping visitors at bay?

[laughter] not you, Major.

- How are you?
- Oh, I'm fine.

I'm fine, thank you.

Yes, I'm getting fitter every
day, isn't that right Pat?

Yes, daddy.

It's um, damn tough luck.

I'm sorry.

No, no it's the chaps we
left behind on the battlefield

dead and unburied.

they're the ones with
the damn, tough luck.

I'm sorry.

Would you care to?

All right.

RONALD: Oh, better
luck next time.

Thanks, but perhaps
you ought to make a move.

Oh, I was about to
offer you a drink.

Oh, I've got my
driver waiting.

Right-O. we'll take
it with us, then.

I guess the two of us should
be able to get you in the Jeep,

if that's OK with you.

Oh yes, that's
perfectly um, OK.

Pat, isn't your mother
about something?

She's lying down for an hour.

She told you.

Ahh, yes-- of course, yes.

Another late night at
the hospital, I'm afraid.

You'll forgive her for
not making an appearance.

All right, Pat come on.

Off we go.

- There you are, four.
- That was a six!

[laughter]
- No, it wasn't

[interposing voices]
LETTY: What are you doing?

You're both cheating.

You should see Peter.

He always wins.

What's Mussolini doing here?

He's Letty's friend.

I won't stand for it.

Oh, shut up.

Something I've
got to say to you.

ALBERT: What?

SID: Albert!

Later.

But like it or lump, it,
you're going to hear it.

SID: Albert!

Look, I can't hang
about much longer.

You're not the only one.

I've got certain parties
waiting for answers

to certain questions.
SID: All in good time, my son.

MARIO: Yeah, well it better be.

SID: Albert!

I'll talk to you, later.

We haven't finished.

Look, don't worry.

I'll be two shakes
of a donkey's watch.

But I'm winning!

Of course you are.

Pretty girls like you
are supposed to win.

Do you want some help, Mum?

It wouldn't come amiss.

Excuse me, Mario.

Mhmm.

Albert!

Tinned salmon.

Well, what d'you
want, one dozen?

Two dozen.

Your late-night customers
Albert [inaudible]

It's nothing to do with me.

Yeah, you haven't got
anymore cigars, have you?

Albert, if you'd just put
your pride and your hand

in your pocket, you could
have anything couldn't you?

Anything, Albert.

Go on, Mario.

You have time for
a cup of cocoa.

Yeah, why not Mrs. Mundy.

Right.

LETTY: Some bloke
from [inaudible]..

Who?

I don't know, some bloke.

VERA: Well, don't leave him
standing on the doorstep Letty.

Ask him in.

Sid!

Right, that's 2,000
salmon, ditto spam,

ditto ketchup, 3,000 corn beef.

Right, and the cigars.
- Cigars.

[inaudible]
VERA: Sid!

Oh, I'd better go
and see what she wants.

No, blow her.

Let's first see what
you want, right?

Oh, come in mister--

Thank you.

Sid, do you want?

If it's no trouble.

VERA: He's in the
shop with my husband.

Sid.

Thank you Mrs. Mundy.

I'll go and fetch him.

SID: What d'you want, Vera?

A friend of yous, Sid.

Mister um?

Sidney Percival Davis?

SID: Who wants to know?

Formally of Cobar
Street, Hackney?

Formally, but
I was bummed out.

It was a land mine, you see.

You should have seen it.

It was something chronic,
this fallen masonry, timber's,

dead bodies all over the shop.

Sidney Percival Davis,
I'm a police officer.

ALBERT: What's going on, here?

Stop him!

Stop him!

Police?

Vera!

Albert!

LETTY: Mario!

Playing games, ain't we?

LETTY: Hey?

Just playing games.

But what was all that about?

Nothing to do with you, Letty.

LETTY: I know, but--

Or me.

I don't want you to
worry your pretty

little head about anything.

Albert!

As much as you can carry.

Right, there.

Now, come on.

We'll dump it all in the pond.

[music playing]

Don't go, yet.

[laughter] no,
no I'm not going.

I'm going to stick
around and make

sure everything's all right.

I don't care what
they're up to, any of them.

All right, now when that
policeman comes back here,

you don't know anything.

understand?
Anything!

I don't.

Come on.

Vera!

VERA: No.

Can't you see the mess I'm in?

VERA: I'm beginning to.

Well then!

Letty's in a lot worse mess.

Letty?

Letty?

She's pregnant and
she needs your help.

ALBERT: Letty.

What?

You and him.

VERA: Where's Sid?

One of my lads will catch
up with him Mrs. Mundy.

You can bet on it.

Well, I'm sorry about
your trouble Mr. Mundy

but it's getting really late.

I've got to get
back to the base.

And who might you be, sir?

Sergeant Mario Buttone, 522
fifth Bomb Group, United States

Air Force, Market Weatherby.

My boyfriend.

I won't detain you, sir.

Right.

Well, goodnight.

Come on, sweetheart.

I won't be long.

I didn't want him
here in the first place.

POLICE OFFICER: Sir?

My brother-in-law.

Only put him up out of charity.

You can take a look
around if you like.

We've got nothing to hide.

That won't be
necessary, Mr. Mundy.

He's my brother.

I want to know what he's
supposed to have done.

It's what we know he's done.

In a nutshell, your brother's
evaded his military service

by deceiving the authorities
as to his physical condition.

I'm afraid there's no
doubt about it, sir.

And Mr. Davies paid
another party to stand

in for him at his medical.

Fact is, he's as
fit as you or me.

But he'd rather see someone like
our brave young American friend

defend his country for him.

What if he comes back?

Let us know, eh Mr. Mundy?

It wouldn't do any good,
concealing his whereabouts--

him or you, sir.

Good night.

VERA: I'll see you out.

[music playing]

You know, I thought--

I know what you though.

Sid-- all that stuff at
the bottom of the pond.

Cost me a small fortune.

Good riddance.

Letty, she's the one we've
got to worry about, now.

- That bloody [inaudible]
- Albert.

I'll kill him!

Albert, no.

It wasn't Mario.

And you can't kill a dead man.

Aye?

That poor boy, Harvey.

A young lieutenant.

ALBERT: Him?

Such a nice boy.

What's happened to us?

Mario is fond
vulnerability of Letty.

We must hope for the best.

Principles-- stick to
your principles, I told him.

[inaudible] both of them.

[inaudible] and Peter.

Yes, Albert.

ALBERT: [inaudible] Now
I'm betrayed by my own son

and gone to live
with my worst enemy

because that rotten brother of
yours and lost a small fortune.

And now, Letty.

My little Letty.

[music playing]

MAN ON RADIO: This is the
BBC Home and Forces Program.

Here is the news, and this
is David Dunhill reading it.

In the war on the eastern
front, Russian offenses,

on a massive scale,
are being [inaudible]

JAMES: Not too late?

MAN ON RADIO: From
Quebec in Canada

comes news that the prime
minister and president--

How long have you got?

Oh, all the time
in the world--

about two hours.

[music playing]

Market Weatherby?

Oh, I'm here.

Thank you, constable.

Thank you.

Is it keeping you up?

Oh, I don't know what's
the matter with me.

Oh?

Ever since I started working
at that blinking parachute

factory, it gets to about this
time, I just can't keep awake.

Go on, up you go.

You sure you don't mind, Dad?

So long as I get my supper.

And I reckon he'll
cope with that.

You'll have to watch
your step, Rosie.

How's that, then?

Well, if young Peter
stays here much longer,

he'll be a much better cook
than either of you two girls.

Mr. Blair?

Hmm?

I'm very grateful to you
for making me stay here.

But I think tomorrow,
I'll have to go home.

Well, if you want to.

I ought to.

Nothing I say or do ever
seems to do any good,

where Dad's concerned.

But I shouldn't have left.

Especially not
to come here, eh?

Peter, I think
it's about time you

knew what it is that stands
between your dad and me.

ELMER: Don't push me, I
told you not to do that.

- Where is she, Mr. Blair?
- Who?

- Rosie.
- Who wants her?

- I do.
- Me.

I suggest you boys go
out and come back in again.

No you don't understand--

MR BLAIR: When you've
sorted yourselves out.

But the thing is--

It's OK, you see?

We got it all worked out.

Yeah, tonight's the night.

MR BLAIR: Oh, yes?

Yeah me and Elmer got this
working arrangement, like--

A truce!

Yeah.

And whichever one Rosie
picks tonight, that's it.

Oh.

So, where is she?

Upstairs.

Oh.

Upstairs?

In bed.

On the house.

So I saluted and he said he
hoped I'd be as happy as he's

been these past 28 years.

Is that all?

No No.

He made me give him
my personal guarantee,

you're a girl of the
highest moral character.

Are you?
- Joe.

Anyway, don't be
surprised if they

send a team of
psychiatrists, padres and MPs

around to check you out.

Oh, I like your colonel.

Do you?

We'll call our
first son Rufus.

You've got to be kidding.

[door knocking]

[door knocking again]

SALLY: All right, all--

MAN: [inaudible]

Sally, what's wrong?

[door knocking]

STAN: What is this,
the bank of England?

Sall, Sall!

I thought you were dead.

I thought I was dead.

They told me you were dead.

The doctors, nurses,
they all thought I had it.

I was flat on my back
for weeks on end.

Stan.

No sense, no feeling--

but you can't keep
a good man down.

After all, if a dirty,
great, Jerry 88 millimeter

couldn't kill me, I
must be fireproof.

What's he doing here?

Eh?

Why didn't you write?

Of course, I bloody wrote.

We didn't--

I didn't get anything--
nothing, Stan.

I wrote enough to fill a book.

Has the cat got his tongue?

Missing-- they said,
missing, feared dead.

It's you and him, isn't it?

SALLY: I didn't know.

The best part of two
years, I've been out there.

Two years, and I
come back to this.

JAMES: I guess--

Shut your face.

I guess, there's just one
thing you gotta understand.

A yank.

I might've known
it, a bloody yank.

Honest Stan, we didn't know.

You didn't want to know.

All right then, yank come on.

I'm just ready for you.

Come on, man-- bloody yank!

No Stan, no!

JAMES: Sally.

I told you to shut
your face, yank.

Get upstairs.

Yeah, get upstairs Sall.

With a bit of luck, you'll
find the bed still warm.

[sally cries]

Go on.

Get upstairs.

Now, you should--

PATRICIA: Mum is just coming.

Oh, my deary.

Oh Nanny, it's
good to see you.

Honestly, I never thought
I'd see you again, buried

away up there in Inverness.

Buried?

Oh no, my girl, not yet.

I didn't mean it like that.

I know fine, what you meant.

Oh, you shouldn't be doing that.

Oh, since Rosie left,
it's all hands to the pumps.

Now, you sit down Nanny.

How are you?

It's been a very long
time, Mrs. Dereham.

Pat, isn't there
any cake left?

No.

You think you
could go and look?

You trying to get rid of me?

Yes, just for a
couple of minutes.

She's terribly disappointed.

She's not allowed to join
any of the women services.

Oh, my.

She's not ill, exactly.

She's got to have another
test in six months.

You're a different woman
from when I saw you, last.

Well, after all those years.

MARGARET: I fear the burden has
fallen heavy on your shoulders.

Everybody has more than
their fair share, these days.

Ah well, that's as may be.

But if you don't take
more care of yourself,

it'll not be just the
Major and Miss Patricia

who'll need looking after.

Nonsense Nanny.

I'm as strong as a horse.

[laughter]

Now, just back off, will you?

Just back off.

I don't want to hurt you.

You can't hurt
me, bloody yank.

SALLY: Stop it!

Stop it, both of you!

For God's sake,
haven't you had enough?

I'm going to finish you, yank!

[music playing]

[screams]

Stanley!

STAN: Get up!

Get up!

Come on.

Stay back!

[screaming]

MR BLAIR: I can't honestly
say that your dad's

a man after my own heart.

But by the same token,
that doesn't mean to say

he's a bad man.

I mean, he's got one or
two bees in his bonnet,

but that's true of most of us.

No this-- this thing
between your dad and me,

you know, this is not
speaking and such like-- well,

it's got worse rather than
better over the years.

See, Lolly-- my wife, you
never met her, of course.

She died when young
Rosie was born.

I miss her as much today
as I did the day she died.

Anyway, I liked Vera.

And I suppose she liked me.

Then, when she came
to me for advice,

that's when I did
the wrong thing.

But you see, I had it
in the back of my head

that maybe we'd get married.

But after a while--

You and Mum?

That was--

It was all a long
time ago, Peter.

I think she had the same idea.

I think Lolly would
have been pleased.

I-- well, I don't Peter.

Anyway, she got pregnant.

And then, she came to me and
asked me what she ought to do.

And I told her that she'd never
be happy with your father.

I-- I did my best
to put her off him.

I know it -- it don't reflect
no credit on me, Peter,

but that's the way it was.

And your dad, he--
he had an idea

that I'd put her against him.

And so, I can hardly blame him
for the way he feels about me.

And as to Letty
and you, well you

can see why he's been so strict
with you both, can't you?

Don't suppose it'll make
things easier when you go back,

but at least you know about it.

RONALD: Well, Mary, it is so
nice to have you back again.

MARGARET: Aye, that's right.

RONALD: Would you
believe it, Major?

Nanny looked after
is all for 10 years.

11!

Oh, 11, yes.

11 years, she ruled
us with a rod of iron.

Now, it looks as
though she's going

to hold us for another 10, 11.

Stuff of nonsense, Major.

I'm just going to make
some tea, Mrs. Dereham.

Thank you, Nanny.

Well, how did you get on?

Oh, splendid.
Splendid.

I haven't enjoyed a game
of bridge so much in years.

RONALD: Oh, me too.

We had a whale of a time.

Mind you, I chose
the wrong partner.

Oh?

RONALD: Serious tactical
error, I played with Arthur--

lost nearly two quid to Riggs
Danby and the Major, here.

Tell me, does your
colonel play bridge?

I don't think he does, no.

RONALD: Ah, pity.

Still no mind, tell you
what-- why don't you

both come over to
dinner one evening,

whenever it's convenient.
Hmm?

I'm sure you two can
arrange something.

Excuse me will you?

I must stop Nanny
making the tea.

Otherwise, it'll be
nothing but hot water.

Ronnie
RONALD: Nanny?

MARGARET: Yes?

Nanny!

MARGARET: I'm in the kitchen

He's been like
that all evening.

It's his quirky mood.

[music playing]

I've missed you.

I can't tell you how much.

I have tried.

Every day, I've tried.

MARGARET: [inaudible]

You want some more?

Do you?

[baby crying]

Billyboy

I've never seen him.

What are you going to do?

I'll make a deal with you.

I don't make deals
with bloody yanks.

I'll go now and
never come back.

But first, you've got
to make me a promise.

You?

Make you a promise?

You've got to promise
me you won't hurt Sally.

If you don't--

Yeah?

What, Yank?

Well if you don't, I
guess we're going to have

to go through this all again.

And even when we're
done, I still ain't going

to quit until we got a deal.

You bloody yank.

OK, bloody yank.

Do I get your promise?

Stan, you never
gave me the chance.

[music playing]

I'm sorry.

[baby crying]

My son.

Nobody else's.

[baby crying]

Let's get you cleaned up.

You look like you've
been hit by a bus.

[music playing]

[film rise theme music]