Young James Herriot (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

James? Still here?
Jenny!

What are you reading that for?
Professor Richie gave it to me.

You fought in the war, Professor?

Swept up in a great patriotic
fervour. I was naive, Mr Herriot.

The prerogative of youth.

Typical. Pacifist claptrap.

Thanks for nothing, Jenny.

She doesn't believe
in the emancipation of women.

Given her father owns half of
Scotland she doesn't need to believe.

You went to the Murdochs' farm?
I did.

After you heard about my diagnosis.
It was my duty to inform them.



You did it to thwart me.

A ridiculous accusation.

Is there something wrong, Professor?

Perhaps you need a holiday.

Mrs Munro.

I swear, I... I saw a sheep.

No, no! It must be... the shock
of the fresh air Mrs M.

Maybe you should...
You should've stayed indoors.

No. The world will just have to
continue to come to me.

Doing anything next Friday?

Actually, I have an engagement.

Well, it's more of
a fundraising event really.

And, given your new
interest in politics,

perhaps you might find it
quite stimulating.



ALARM CLOCK RINGS

JAMES GROANS

James, here's your wages, sir.

Thank you.

I hope it's worth it, James,
working day and night.

Falling asleep in your exam because
you only slept a few hours all week?

That's just what Jenny says.

And she's not helping.

Showing you off to all her posh
friends until late into the night.

Sorry. Not my business.

Whirly, if I fail
it won't be from lack of sleep.

It'll more than likely just show
I'm not a good enough vet.

Oh, come on. You have a fantastic
way with animals.

Apart from cows, maybe. And horses,
obviously, are a weak point.

But it's the academic stuff.

Then when I go to look for it...

James,
it's like Professor Richie says,

there is such a thing as
too much academic theory.

But there's definitely no such thing
as too much hands on experience.

Fine. Try telling that to Gunnell.
He's the one marking the papers.

Hmm.

What?

You've plenty to worry about
with this misconduct hearing today.

Don't worry about me.

I'm going in there with
a very good plan of attack.

See, that's what worries me.
Attack.

Whirly, for once, why don't you just
bite your tongue?

Gentlemen.

My concern is for the wider
implications

of the actions of Miss Tyson.

My own distress

must be subsumed
by a greater concern for...

Perhaps firstly, professor, we might
establish what actually happened.

She tried to poison me. Me!
The Vice Principal of the college!

Professor Richie,

you accept we must take a very
serious view of such an offence?

I do.
If an offence has been committed.

Do you have anything to say?

Only this, professors,

that I see here not only a panel
made up solely of men...

Yes. Your professors.

Your superiors.

I find this liberal
approach beyond galling.

But also see no representative
here from the student body.

If I am to be tried by a jury,

I insist it contain at least
one of my peers.

She insists! Well, I call that
communism, gentlemen.

I rather think it's democracy.

I think it will be
a very progressive step.

And the students would see this is
no kangaroo court,

no lynch mob.

Very well then, gentlemen.
Those for Miss Tyson's proposal?

Jenny, I think you'll waltz
through the exams.

I most probably won't.

And the thing is, unlike McAloon...

Or me.

My point is my family can't afford
to pay an extra year for me

to resit my exams, so...

Ooh, hello, boy!

Mother! Father!
Darling!

I didn't think you were
back till next week!

Yes. Obviously, Rome
has its delights, poppet.

But it does tend to be
so full of Italians.

Well, you are a real corker
aren't you?

This is James. He's almost as potty
about dogs as you are.

You're terribly privileged, James.

Freda is very particular who
she favours.

I don't think I've seen a more
perfect example.

Five generations of Muirheads have
bred Gordon Setters.

Anyway, I think
we should let Jennifer

and her young friend give
us a tour of the place.

Love to, Father, but I'm afraid we
have an exam to sit in...

heavens, in five minutes!

But perhaps afterwards James could
come over and see the kennels.

Kennels?

I'm afraid your father has people
arriving on important business.

Another time.
How about tomorrow?

If that's all right? Because I would
love to see a proper pedigree kennel.

See what I mean?

Well, you'd better dash.

Good to meet you, John.

We'll see you later.

Ma'am.

What a charming young man.

Some of my fellow professors
were against the intake of women

here at the college.

But I...

I think we have to be
forward looking.

Quite. I'm often told equality
is the coming thing.

Although, I think the call
for equality with men

does set the bar rather low.

Your daughter, Lady Muirhead,

could do no more to prove those
naysayers wrong.

Certainly, from her letters

Jennifer does seem
terribly settled here.

And I'm sure, as you say,
this will go some way to helping

those students
without her advantages.

Splendid.

As Vice Principal of the college,
I thank you both

for this generous beginning to
the New Legge Scholarship Fund.

And I hope we shall see you and your
colleagues at our gathering tomorrow.

I'm sure we will find it, uh,
stimulating.

Of course, Mother loves
that I'm going to become a vet.

Father's very supportive,

although he's very busy these days
with his work in... in politics. Oh.

But Mother says as long as I pass,

he'll be satisfied
I'm doing the right thing.

You see, that's what
I don't understand.

That someone like Whirly,
who's brilliant in her exam work,

is taking the risk of being
thrown out of college.

Isn't she saying she didn't
put anything in Gunnell's grog?

Of course she is.
How could she say any different?

WHISPERS: It doesn't change
the fact that she did.

Meanwhile, yours truly has to pedal
twice as fast

just to keep up
with either of you two.

All the more reason to get down to some
serious revision for the practical exam.

Absolutely.

More often than not Mrs
Munro has the house full,

but she's been rather down lately.

So, it should be pretty quiet.

PIANO MUSIC PLAYS

Mrs Munro?

CHEERING AND LAUGHTER

James! Darling! Isn't it marvellous?

Oskar is back again to teach
the joys of art

to the boys of St Aloysius College.

Oskar Konstandt.

What a fine study
such a beauty would make.

It's very nice to meet you.

Mr Konstandt, pleasure to...

Thank you.
You're already a great friend.

James, I think perhaps I should
leave you with your... friends.

Really? No...

I'll see you tomorrow
at the kennels. So, good night.

Good night!

Mr McAloon. Please, a glass also.

Ooh, no, no, no, no.

No giggle water for me
tonight, I'm afraid. But thank you.

Please, to seal the hello.

Just one very, very small...
erm, whatever it is.

Then I must get back to my books.

To friends!

To friends!

L'chaim!
L'chaim!

JAMES HICCOUGHS

Here come the hiccoughs.

HE BELCHES

James Herriot!

HE SNORES

ALARM CLOCK RINGS

Good morning!

It's a lovely morning, isn't it?

HE GROANS

I'm just not sure, Oskar,
on the whole,

is very good for Aunt Elspeth.

Really? He's terrific fun.
You saw how he dragged Mrs M

out of her misery mood
ten seconds after he got here.

Yes. But then, as usual, he'll pack
up his easel and paints and leave.

She'll be back where
she was, or worse.

Breakfast, Mr Herriot?

Can't.

Got to go and see Jenny.
And the Muirhead dogs.

HE GROANS

The two loves of his life
in one breathless afternoon jaunt.

Looks like you've been
forgotten, Whirly.

You see, this always happens.

ANGRY VOICES AND SCREAMING

McAloon, do something!

Mrs Munro?

Get out of here! You insensitive
brute!

You think if Oskar go this time
he will come back? Nein!

See what I mean?

Whirly...

You cause nothing
but trouble, Oskar.

It would be marvellous
if you could come.

Much more fun for me.

It's a sort of fundraising event
for father's political friends.

As long as I don't have
to drink anything.

What was that dangerous
looking blue stuff?

Something called Schnapps.

Oskar says it's good for the soul
but I don't think it is.

You didn't seem to think
very much of him.

When he went to kiss your hand...

There are some types
one ought to be wary of.

He didn't look very
trustworthy to me.

I'm sure if you got to know Oskar, I
think... Sometimes these foreigners

will do anything to stay in the
country.

I hope Mrs Munro doesn't fall
for his charming manner

and then regret it later.

Now, James. Be warned.

Mother is a dear, but she'll talk
all day about her dogs

if we let her.

That's fine by me.

Even before the Muirhead kennel
was founded

Gordon Setters had remained
for one hundred years

pure and unmixed with any blood.

And that's important?

Absolutely, it is.
That's quite a pedigree to protect.

I see you're unimpressed.
Let's go and meet Ruaridh.

And look at the dogs.

BARKING

Are you all right there, lad?

He thinks he's died
and gone to heaven.

This is just how it was
when I decided to become a vet.

This is exactly what I dreamed of.

Not about movie stars
or becoming rich and famous?

Sir.

They're all obviously very
happy and healthy animals.

It's about taking the
best from successive

litters and breeding
out imperfections.

Imperfections of size,
of temperament, and of line.

Camphorated oil.
Have you had fever to deal with?

We had some mild signs,
one or two dogs.

But, with treatment, it receded.

I envy you. Working here all day
with these dogs.

I would work here for no
wages at all. I really would.

James, I think we should go.

Unless you want Ruaridh to make you
up a bed in the corner?

Jenny, is that part of the kennels?

That's where we keep the animals
that are waiting to be collected.

Collected?

Our standards are necessarily
very high here, James.

There are some dogs,
in many respects very fine dogs,

that don't quite make the grade.

Isn't that right, Mother?

Yes, darling.

Do you ever
think about the future, Jenny?

What you'll be doing in, say,
ten years?

I will be an extremely accomplished
veterinary surgeon with two,

possibly three,
very beautiful children,

and a completely devoted husband.

Probably some rich and handsome chap
with a title.

Not necessarily titled.

Or rich.

I hope you will have no complaints

about your student representative,
Miss Tyson.

Except for their punctuality.

Oh! Whirly, is this about you?

Please, Miss Muirhead. Take a seat.

I will not deny there is

an antipathy between
Professor Gunnell and me.

And there is a history
to that bad feeling.

A history of unfair treatment
and discrimination based on my sex.

Do we really have to listen
to this bilge?

Miss Muirhead, do you
suffer from my supposed chauvinism?

Well...

No.

And you deny adding a toxic substance
to Professor Gunnell's port?

I do.

That's a nasty bite.

You really should have had one of us
look at this sooner, Oskar.

Cleo is very protective.

I did not know if you feel
like Miss Whirly

there is not sympathy for me.

Well, Whirly is not one
to hide her feelings.

I was angry, ja.
But for not what you think.

I am telling Elspeth I love her.

And you argued because of that?

I want her come away with me.

America.

Oskar actually asked Aunt Elspeth
to go with him to America?!

He was almost in tears.
You were wide of the mark.

He's the one
with the romantic heart.

And she's saying no?

You think I owe him an apology?

Yes, I'd say so.

So, um, what about this misconduct
hearing?

Are you in or out?

The jury's weighing it up.
But one thing's in my favour.

Jenny Muirhead's in there
fighting my corner.

And what do you have to say
Miss Muirhead?

As a fellow student?

I'm afraid this is a little awkward.

Why awkward?

Well, because I happen to have been
told, by a close friend of Whirly's,

that she actually did put something
in Professor Gunnell's port.

We have no choice.

I feel really awful about this.

Oskar is very impulsive,
but I didn't think

he was actually serious about
the two of us leaving for America.

Obviously he is.

"I have much sorrow because you
cannot open your heart to me,"

"mein liebe."

I can't just pack up and sail off
to the other side of the world.

"I have hope for us,
but there is not hope for us

"unless, I think, you can forget
this man in your past."

"Please say yes. Ihnen Oskar."

He shouldn't talk about Charles
in that way. How can I forget him?

Doesn't mean you need to forget.

Just let yourself find the happiness I'm
sure Charles would have wanted for you.

Darling, you don't find such
a happiness twice in a lifetime.

I can't just leave everything behind
and start all over again.

Can I?

Here's to the future.

To the future.

I could ask Mother, if you like,

about whether there might be
a position at the kennels.

Really? What? It's all you've talked
about since you saw the place.

Am I that easy to read?

Yes. It's one of the things
I like about you.

Actually, I don't think your mother
would want me there,

but thanks very much for asking.

I told them about Whirly.

The professors? I told them that she
put something in Gunnell's drink.

What!

Why would you do that?

They asked me.
What was I supposed to do? Lie?

Yes.

Well, now what's going to happen?
I don't know.

They'll probably send a stiff letter
to her parents

and tell her to behave herself.

James.

The person responsible for Whirly
Tyson's problems is Whirly Tyson.

Wow.

Now, James.

You must promise not to spend all
evening looking like

you'd rather be at home
studying for the exams.

Absolutely. Enjoy yourself.

Jennifer, shall we tell him
about the kennels now,

or do you think he will get overly
excited? Possibly.

What! Sorry, pardon?

James.

How would like to see Freda
and the other dogs every day?

I beg your pardon?

How would you like to come
and work at the kennels?

For you and... Ruaridh?

Yes, exactly.
Join our little family.

Don't get carried away. You'll be
helping out, not running the place.

Well... I think
that would be the bee's knees!

Good. You can start tomorrow.

I'm sorry?

Or you can spend the next three
years mucking out the stables.

I... don't know what to say.

Well, you must think on it.

Ma'am.

APPLAUSE And we all know many a man
has arrived at Westminster roaring

like a lion, only to succumb to the
smoking room, the bar, the lobby.

So often, the best club
in the country quickly robs

a people's champion
of his vitality and fighting power.

Our friend in Rome, Mr Mussolini,

represents the first emergence of
the modern man to power.

We must pay him
no less a tribute than to say,

"Here at last is a man."

CROWD: Here, here.

And in this country
we cry out for a leader,

and that leader has emerged in the
person of our own Oswald Mosley.

He needs your support
and also your money.

The wheels of history are turning
in Europe. Be ready.

Be glad.

APPLAUSE

Are you not reminded, James, why you
and I prefer the company of animals?

Professor Richie.

Lady Muirhead was suggesting,
and I think it's a marvellous idea,

that the College run a course
on animal eugenics.

I think it's a very bad idea.

Isn't eugenics just
the study of breeding?

Surely that can only be
a good thing?

I'm left to wonder,
given her husband's rousing speech

and her obvious passion for
the subject, whether this interest

in controlled breeding
is confined to the animal kingdom?

Surely the improvement of the
population should be of great

concern to anyone with the best
interests of the country in mind.

Or do we think the noble qualities
we so admire in our horses,

cattle and dogs by selection should
not be encouraged in ourselves?

Simply by spurring on the strong
to reproduce,

or deterring the weaker willed.

And I wonder Lady Muirhead,
who will decide what names

should go on the list
of undesirables?

I'm glad we can be friends.

I'm really sorry, Oskar.

Oskar forgive. And forget.

To life.

To life.

I'll probably never learn. I've been
so awful to James about Jenny.

I've got her all wrong too.

Perhaps not so wrong.
Her father is Lord Muirhead, ja?

Yes.

Read.

And James has gone to one

of this man's fund-raisers tonight.

Really? And you know the place
where this is to happen?

I would like to meet this man.

What is it, James?

It's just Freda.
She's not her usual self at all.

She's probably tired.
It has been a rather long evening.

It's a private function.

Whirly! What are you doing here?

It wasn't actually my idea.

Lord Muirhead.
Who the hell are you?

I am Oskar Konstandt and I come with
a message for you

from all the lawyers,
doctors, writers,

composers, artists,
journalists, teachers

of the once great city of Berlin,

who can no longer
go about their lives

because they are Jews.
OSKAR SPITS

Oskar!

Disgraceful!

Actually, I thought
it was rather eloquent.

Come on, Freda, get up.

What is it? Something serious?

What's the matter, girl?

There is something wrong with her.
See this discharge coming from her eyes?

Her breathing is pretty laboured.

The fever Ruaridh
treated at the kennels,

are you certain it
was dealt with?

He assured me it was.

We'd better take her inside.
Professor Richie will know what to do.

I think not.
We must call Professor Gunnell.

James, darling, you couldn't ask your
woman to get me a top up, could you?

It's all right, Mrs M.
I'll do that.

It's parainfluenza.

I've given the animal something
to reduce the temperature

and we should see
an improvement by the morning.

Thank you so much.

At your service.

You're sure she's going
to be all right?

Let's see where we are in the
morning. And remember James,

we must not upset our golden goose.

We owe you a very big thank you.

No, no, no, no.

I just saw there was something
not right with her.

Well, that's the intuitive feel
for dogs the Muirhead kennel needs.

Well, you can tell your mother
that I'll be in to see Freda

first thing in the morning.

You mean for the first day
in your new job? Mmm-hmm.

I hope your father's happy now.

Whirly?

I've just been to the police
station. Oskar's under arrest.

Sleep well.

Oskar. O-S-K-A-R.

Oskar Konstandt.

Yes... Well, I've already said this
to the other officer.

I'm sure you are... Very busy.

But can't somebody just tell me
what's happening?

Professor Gunnell may see
the Muirhead family

as some great financial nosebag,
James.

But I find them uncomfortable
patrons for the college.

I could see how much you disagreed
with them on politics. The thing is...

Most profoundly.

And James, politics is more than about
bar-room banter after a few pints.

Sometimes it's about people's lives.
You should be wary of those people.

The thing... The thing is,
Professor Richie,

Lady Muirhead has offered me
a job at the kennels.

And so... I've accepted her offer.

And how will that work
with your studies?

I thought that if both you and her were
able to work together, I might do both.

No. Try to ride two horses
and you'll get nowhere.

You need to choose.

But it is a great opportunity,
don't you think, professor?

I think you'll regret it.
But you've made your choice.

Now remember you've an oral
exam later if you still

feel the college has anything
to offer you, James.

I can't believe you're actually
working for these people, James!

Whirly, I just want to help animals.
I don't care about the politics.

Really? Maybe if you talked
to Oskar, you and Jenny,

I think he'd tell you otherwise.

I think you're jealous
that I got this job

and I don't think you should blame
Jenny for whatever happens to you.

Why would I do that? James?

I told her about what you did
to Gunnell. She had no choice.

I've got a plan to spring
Oskar out of chokey.

You want in on it?

You know, I knew a girl once
called Whirly Tyson.

She never stood for moping about.

Seriously McAloon.
No pep talks please.

Not from a man who thinks the back
of a lecture is a good place

to catch up on his sleep.

What am I supposed I do?

The Whirly I know wouldn't give up
on herself so easily.

This Whirly Tyson will take a swing
at you if you don't give it a rest.

There you are.
Good to see you again.

Now. Let me get this straight.
They're trying to throw you out.

Trying to end your career
before it's even started

and you won't even go and see Legge
and tell him what an arse he's being?

DOGS BARK

Hey!

Stop fighting! This is my first day!

Thank you. Come on.

You're terrible, Ruaridh.

They're my best.

Consider this scenario.

A dog, four years old, a fine
pedigree. Discharge from the eyes.

Laboured breathing. Fever.
Loss of appetite.

With those signs, I...

I would consider...

parainfluenza.

Good. Good.

Nothing else? Canine hepatitis?
Leptospirosis?

Either might give those signs. No.

I hadn't considered either of those.

Does Professor Gunnell
have the answer

written on his forehead, Mr Herriot?

No, Professor.

Could there...? I mean
hypothetically,

could there have been an earlier
fever in the animal?

How long ago?

A few days ago. But it passed.

I see you have an idea
by the tail, Mr Herriot.

Chase it, wrestle it to the ground,
make a diagnosis.

I'm not exactly sure.

I think you are. I think there's
a fear you do not wish to name.

Veterinary science, in part,
is about looking into the eyes

of the loving owner of an animal
and naming that fear.

We do not flinch from it.
Out with it... Now, Mr Herriot!

Distemper?

Exactly so. Distemper.

The scourge of dogdom.
A vile disease.

First you must test to confirm
the diagnosis. Then...

Aren't you coming too, Professor?

No. Because I wouldn't get through
those grand doors of theirs.

Then, if it's confirmed,
you give her this anti-serum,

from the blood of a heavily
vaccinated dog.

It's a revolutionary treatment,
just discovered.

Inject it into the flank.

Jenny will be there. She'll help.

You must think on this, James.

If a love is true,
it will survive many a test.

You mean, like Lady Muirhead's
love for her dog? Or...

Just remember what I said, eh?

It is distemper.

Oh no!

But we can treat it.
We've caught it early enough.

In a healthy dog, to prevent
the disease, we first give it

the virus and then this anti-serum.

But because Freda
already has the disease,

we only have to give
her the anti-serum.

Mm hm. It's just a sample of blood
from another animal. Another animal?

A mongrel? Gosh.
I hadn't thought about that.

About what?

Ah. Lady Muirhead, I understand
your concerns for the bloodline,

but this is just a transfusion.

It really won't affect the
pedigree, or any future progeny.

Do you expect me to betray
generations of Muirheads,

to destroy their work?

Well, you won't be
betraying anything.

And surely this is a special
case, because you love this dog?

Don't you?

Jenny, would you tell...?

Jenny, you're studying
to become a vet.

Why should you even need
to think about this?

It's just not as simple as that.

Yes, it is. If we don't
treat her, Freda will die.

James, I thought you understood.

The purity of the blood is
the essence we have to protect.

Do you really think
it's right and fair to

make an animal suffer
for your obsession?

I think we've heard
enough from you, James.

Get away from that animal! Ruaridh!

Hey, hey! Jenny!

James, try to understand!

You have abused our friendship,
James. Now you must leave.

James, please?

The misuse of lethal medication
is a very grave matter, Miss Tyson.

It was only fluid extract of ipecac
root in glycerin and sugar syrup

added to Professor Gunnell's port.

I accept it was not
the most mature thing to do.

So it's hardly lethal, Professor.

It sits in most medicine cabinets
as a prevention for poisoning.

It's valued for its power
to induce vomiting.

Was this your intention?

I am so sorry I lied.

It just felt so small a thing.

Principal Legge,
in every area of her study,

she is a credit to the college.

Be that as it may, I cannot
let this matter go unpunished.

Indeed not.

What I suggest is that we harness
her tireless campaigning skills

to our advantage.
In exchange for a reprieve,

Miss Tyson will commit
some of her time

to raising funds for the college.

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

You were completely right about
the Muirheads, Professor Richie.

I had the means to save
that animal in my hands.

And she actively stopped you?

Stood right between me and Freda.

The worst thing is,
Jenny took her side.

Perhaps you can't blame
Jenny for that, James.

A woman like Lady Muirhead,
and her terribly affable husband,

will always tarnish
those they cherish.

Professor? What are you doing?

We're going to do the only thing
appropriate to the situation, James.

Refuse to take no for an answer.

I demand to see Lady Muirhead!

Have you managed
to kill the animal yet?

Did I not make it clear that
you are not welcome here?

Good sense is what isn't welcome
here. Reason is not welcome.

Get out! Before I call the police.

Like your husband
did to Mr Konstandt?

That's the world you want, isn't it?
Where a uniform solves it all

and men like Oskar
get what they deserve.

A better world, Professor Richie.
And make no mistake, it's coming.

It's time you two left.

Lady Muirhead, I never said
any of this when Jenny was here.

But you talk so much
of pedigree and of purity...

You hold your tongue, boy!

Be very careful. You're on
such thin ice here, Mr Herriot.

But I know what I saw.

I saw you and this man out there
in the kennels, like animals.

How dare you?!

Verity...?

Darling...

I would be grateful
if you could tell Mrs Chesham

I'll not be dining tonight.

I shall be staying
at the club this evening.

Wait, Douglas, wait!

Well, I suppose that's one way
of getting access to the patient.

Are you just going to stand there?

Mrs Munro?

Oskar!

Astonishing how much of a fuss
can be made over a little fracas.

I am again free man, Elspeth.

All I had to do was warn the desk
sergeant that my father is an MP.

Which of course isn't true,
but it seems if you say something

with enough confidence that...

Right, right. Yes, well, I suppose
a little animal lust is appropriate.

I know a man in your position
is rather busy, Wilfred.

But it would mean
a lot to my husband

if you were to look into this.
We have it on good authority

there is a question
over his refugee status.

Yes. His name is Konstandt.
Oskar Konstandt.

Another fail! And by a country mile.

Ah, Quintin! We need to have a word.

Henry, in your absence and, as
Vice-Principal, I made a decision.

Recognising both you and
Professor Richie's misgivings

about the Muirheads, I have refused
their offer of a scholarship fund.

Mmm. Interesting.

Because my secretary tells me
that Lady Muirhead telephoned

to cancel the funding.

Henry.

I appreciate that the Muirheads
proved themselves beyond the pale.

But I just was trying my best

to keep this college
financially viable.

I know you were. And I applaud
your tireless efforts.

Quintin, I think you should
know that Miss Tyson,

an excellent student,
is to remain at the college.

But the hearing!

I am persuaded she did nothing more
than play a harmless prank on you.

A prank!

Do you think we got to
her in time, professor?

We'll see, James.
We did all we could.

I never thought that this
job would be so complicated.

Well, you're beginning
to see what makes a good vet.

Are the results up yet?
Any minute now.

Whirly?

I have a whole list of things
to apologise to you for.

OK. Start anywhere you like.

Legge changed his mind. I'm staying.

Whirly, that's great news!

First year exam results. Here are
the students who have passed.

Yes! No!

Whirly, my name's not there.

Jenny.

I hope next term we can
at least be friends.

I failed my exams.
I won't be coming back.

I'm sorry. You would
make a very good vet.

But even if I was staying,
I don't think I'll ever forget

the look in your eyes when you stood
between me and that suffering animal.

Because some things are more
important than dogs, cows and sheep.

You still don't understand, do you?

No.

And I hope I never do.

Goodbye, Jenny.

Don't you think you're being
a little hasty, James?

My family are not yours.

They can't afford to keep me
here when I fail exams.

I'm sorry. But it's true.

So, what now?

You head back home
and do what exactly?

Think about the brief spell of
excitement you once had in the big city?

I'll think of something.

All the while remembering, as you get
older and more and more bitter...

Something more suited
to my abilities.

Perhaps you should
think about doing the same.

I did actually think about becoming
an international playboy,

but I'm not sure I have
the capital to finance it.

Always the jokes, McAloon.

We're going to miss you
around here, James Herriot.

James...

Don't you think you should
stay? At least until the morning?

Sorry Mrs Munro, but if I do it
this way,

it's just less painful.

You must come see us in America.

Not even a goodbye to Whirly?

You do it for me.
I sure she'll understand.

So, America's a very big place.
Where will you actually go?

I have friend, artist. Not to my
taste, too much old-fashioned,

no heart, no fire.
He thinks painting is...

Anyways.
He live in Brooklyn, in New York.

DOORBELL RINGS Well, that would
be something, eh, Mrs M?

Gentlemen.

KNOCKING ON DOOR
Mrs Munro!

Mr Konstandt? Mr Oskar Konstandt?
We're from the Home Office.

Running out on me, Herriot?

Whirly.

What kind of fellow leaves
without saying goodbye?

The kind of fellow who can't
pass his first term paper.

I failed. No, you didn't.

You saw the list.

Gunnell messed it up.

He didn't get all the exam
papers back to the office.

He passed you, James.

You're staying!

Oskar!

You can't do this!
We have a deportation order

against Mr Konstandt by authority
of the Home Secretary. Oskar!

Please help me! Oskar!
Where are you taking him?

The arrangement concerning
German refugees' status

is ratified by His Majesty's Government.
I insist you let this man go!

I have rights!

No! Please! Please!

Oskar!

I thought I'd find you here.
Finish your drinks.

I need your help.
Professor, they took Oskar.

I know. And you're all
asking yourselves questions.

But the answers aren't in here.
They're out there in the world.

And right now we've got a problem.

Loxodonta Africana,
patellar luxation.

African elephant. Dislocated knee.

She's at Bill Brothers' Circus.

Sounds expensive.

She weighs four tons so we need
everyone pulling together. Now!

Professor Richie, how, exactly,
does an elephant dislocate its knee?

That's a very good
question, Mr Herriot.