"[ Door bell rings ]" "[ Opens door ]" "Nasty cold again this morning." "Couldn't hardly see you from across the street." "Why six pints?" "Oh, says so here." "Found it on the doorstep." "Oh, Mrs. Bridges must have left it last night when she came in." "Don't know why." "We've got plenty in the larder." "It's that thick." "There was this motorcar in Belgrave Square crawling," " with a lad walking in front of it carrying a lamp. - [ Laughing ]" "Proper pea souper, huh." " Mind how you go with Daisy." " Ah, she'll go all right." "She can see the dark with her blinkers on." "[ Humming ]" "Mr. Hudson, I couldn't take Mrs. Bridges her morning tea." "Why not?" "I couldn't get into her room." "Her door's locked." "Did you knock?" "Twice!" "She didn't answer." "Eh, seems that Mrs. Bridges has slept in this morning, Rose." "Was her day out yesterday." "I fail to see the connection." "I'll take these to the larder." "Are you sure her door was locked?" "Oh yes, Mr. Hudson." "I tried ever so hard to open it." " Maybe she didn't come back." "I didn't hear her come in last night." "Neither did I." "D'you think something could have happened to her?" "I mean, you never know in the fog." "Maybe someone slit her throat down one of them dark alleys." "Like Jack the Ripper." "No, not Mrs. Bridges, Doris." "Jack the Ripper liked 'em a wee bit younger than that." "More your age." "Rose, you better go up and see." "Maybe she's ill." "Oh yes, Mr. Hudson." "Gimme that cup 'o tea and you get on with the range." "It's cold now." "If she gets cold tea..." " Serve her right for oversleeping late." "Now, Rose, that's enough of that." "[ Knock on door ] Mrs. Bridges seven o'clock." "[ Louder ] Mrs. Bridges." "[ Faint noise inside ]" "[ Loud knock ]" " Mr. Hudson." " What is it, Rose." "I couldn't rouse her, but I could hear sounds coming from her room." "Ah, better just leave her, then and get on." "We'll try again in half an hour." "Well, I best get all started with upstairs breakfast, then." "Yes, and take this down, if you please, Rose." "Yes, Mr. Hudson." "[ Clock strikes ]" " Morning." " Morning, my dear. [ Kiss ]" "You're up bright and early." " There's rather a lot to do today." " Anything startling in the paper?" "Nothing much." "Oh, Curson's got his way." "He's seeking election to sit in the Lords, among the Irish peers." " Without an acre of Irish land." "At least his voice will be heard at Westminster once again after years in the wilderness." "Never was a public servant so shamefully treated." "When I think what that man did for India." "Well, tell him so next week, when he dines here." "Um, I shall." "I must be going soon." "I'm seeing my tailor's this morning." " Would you ring for Hudson, please." " Uh, huh." " It's time for me to (make) Mrs. Bridges again." "[ Pulls servant call ]" "Why do you say that?" "She's been so moody lately." "We never can see eye-to-eye on the subject of desserts." "She seems to have changed in the last few weeks." "Perhaps she's had a secret offer from someone outside." "Um, that is possible." "Mrs. Van Groeben raved about our dinner party the other night." "She asked if we had a French chef come from Paris." "And what did you say?" "I said we have a very old and a rather temperamental widow from Bristol." "She said she thought the dinner worthy of Rosa Louis, herself." "Praise indeed." " You rang, my lady?" "Yes, Hudson, send Mrs. Bridges up would you?" "Beg pardon, my lady, but I'm afraid it appears that" "Mrs. Bridges has slept in this morning." " She hasn't been down for her breakfast, yet." "Not down yet?" "But it's nearly ten o'clock." "Uh, quite, my lady." "Someone better go up to her room and rouse her?" "We've tried, sir." "Rose has been up twice, but." "What?" "She wasn't able to get in, sir." "The door was locked." "Why is her door locked?" "It was her day off, yesterday, sir." "Well, what's that got to do with it?" "Are you suggesting she came home intoxicated or something?" "Oh, no sir." "You're sure she's in her room?" "Yes, my lady." "There wasn't any answer, but Rose said she distinctly heard sounds coming from inside the room." "I'll go and see to it at once, my lady." "It really is too bad." "One gives her ever consideration." "and she behaves like this." "It appears that the price I must pay for her superb skill in the kitchen." "But I distinctly wanted her to be her best next week." "To impress the Italian ambassador?" "And Curzon." "The Crewes are coming, too." "And F. B. Smith." "He likes good food." "[ Locking her door ]" "Ah, Mrs. Bridges." "Her ladyship is waiting for you, Mrs. Bridges." "In the morning room." "What is that woman doing?" "It's gone ten o'clock." "Oh, my goodness." "I must go." "Luncheon at your club?" "Yes, with little George Chesterfield." "I'll see you this evening." "[ Opens door ]" "Mrs. Bridges." "There you are." "You'd, uh, better go in." "Please come in, Mrs. Bridges." "I've been waiting for you." "[ Door closes ]" "Did you have a..." "pleasant day off yesterday?" "Yes'um, I did." "I understand from Hudson that you've had no breakfast." "Not hungry, me lady." "It's no business of Hudson's." "I beg your pardon!" "I said it's nothing to do with Hudson what time I come down of a mornin'." "I'm afraid I don't agree with you." "Hudson is responsible for the smooth running of this house." "And I'm responsible for the meals, me lady." "I know you are, Mrs. Bridges, and I expect you to be punctual for meals in the servant's hall, and to set a good example to the others." "I also expect you to observe my rules, one of which is that I will not have the servants in this house locking their bedroom doors!" "I thought I made that quite clear!" "Why was your door locked this morning when Rose tried to rouse you?" "Well?" "I've a right to my privacy, me lady, without the under-servants... poking and prying into my affairs." "Huh." "[ Sobbing ] Everyone's against me." "All talking and whispering behind my back." "Saying as how was...my fault Emily done herself in." "I know what they're saying" "They're all against me." "[ Sniff ] I know I'm not wanted in this house." "Nor appreciated neither." "[ Sobbing ] So, I best give in my notice and clear out." "And that's all I have to say." "Thanking you, my lady." " Mrs. Bridges, come back here at once." " I'm giving in my notice, me lady." " No, Mrs. Bridges you're doing nothing of the kind." "Now, calm yourself and sit down." "Come along now, sit down." "Thank you, ma'am." "Now then." "What's the matter with you these days?" "Aren't you going to tell me?" "[ Shakes head ] I can't." "You haven't been yourself for some weeks, have you?" "No, I haven't." "Are you unwell?" "[ Gasp ] I get these headaches." "Sharp pains through me head, me lady." "Everything..." "seems to be on top of me." "And I...can't stop crying." "I lie awake..." "thinking about that...poor dead girl." "[ Sobbing ]" "If I scolded her sometimes it was only to make her a better kitchen-maid, and to get on in service." "I trained under a strict cook meself, me lady at Southwold." "You've got to be firm with them." "Oh, that...when..." "Emily killed herself..." "it's like if I lost my own daughter." "She's was like that... [ Crying ]" "Mrs. Bridges." "Would it surprise you to know that I, too, lie awake at night thinking about Emily?" "It was a terrible shock to all of us, but we must try and get over it." "I miss her in my kitchen." "I miss that girl." "She was a good girl." "Oh, now, dry your tears, and try not to think about it anymore." "Yes, me lady." "You've been here such a long time, and I like to think that we are old friends." "If these headaches continue, I'll have you examined by Dr. Pholbe." "Thank you, me lady." "It's just since...sometimes I feel..." "What?" "Lonely, me lady." "You see, since Bridges was took, 15 years ago, now, come April," "I've had no one." "I mean no one what belongs to me." "I've got my friend in Victoria but,..." "It's not the same." "It's not like...someone is..." "belongs to you." "It isn't, me lady." "Mrs. Bridges,...perhaps we should discuss the meals, now." "If you're quite ready." "Mrs. Bridges?" "[ Rattles door ]" "It's (Ann), Mrs. Bridges." "[ Rattles door ]" "I'm coming in sweep." "[ Rattles door ]" "[ Hearing sounds ]" "Mrs. Bridges!" "[ Voices from morning room discussing meals ]" " Mr. Hudson." "What is it, Alice?" " I forgot to tell you." "What, girl?" "There's a funny sound coming from Mrs. Bridges' room." " Can't be." " But there is, Mr. Hudson." "Mrs. Bridges happens to be in the morning with her ladyship." "But I heard it." " Thump, thump, against the wall." " No, you're imagining things, girl." "I'm not, Mr. Hudson, honest." "Well, why didn't you go in and see what it was?" "The door was locked, Mr. Hudson." "Not again?" "Could there be thieves in the house?" "I have no idea, Alice." "You'd better come with me." "Wait here and I'll get the master key from my pantry." "Listen." "...Mrs. Bridges?" "That's daft." " She wouldn't do anything like that." " I couldn't open the door at all." "You come up with me, Alice." "Yes, Mr. Hudson." " And Doris..." " Yes, Mr...." "If Mrs. Bridges comes back down here while we're upstairs don't say anything about this." "D'you understand?" " Yes, Mr. Hudson." " Come along, Alice." "[ Knock on door ]" "[ Rattles knob ]" "But, there was a noise, Mr. Hudson." "I swear there was." "[ Thump sound ]" "Isn't it?" "There it is." "[ Thump, thump ]" "Can't you hear it, Mr. Hudson?" "Aye, there is someone in there." "Right enough." "Just you stand here, Alice." "Is there any danger?" "You can never be sure." "Just keep well out of the way." "I'll...unlock the door." "[ Unlocking door ]" "[ Shouting ] Right now!" "[ Door slams open ]" "[ Closes door ]" "Very good, my lady." "Kicking me." "Get down there." "Go." "Get out." "Beat it." "[ Locking door ]" "[ Mumbling ]" "Doris." "And how you, Doris?" "Emily!" "Come and give...old Mrs. Bridges a hand." "And some." "Who calls my little spots of..." "[ Sobbing ]" "Where'd it come from, eh?" "That's what I'd like to know." "Some relative, I expect, asked Mrs. Bridges to mind it for her while she's in the shop." "Well, why'd she lock the door, then." "Nobody would harm it, would they?" "She could a brought it down here." "We'd have given it some milk." "You're quite right." "That's because it's not been honestly come by." "She's stolen that baby." "[ Gasp ]" "What's gonna happen to her?" "Will she be arrested?" "No." "Mr. Hudson's speakin' to her ladyship, now." "So we'll soon know." "I'd best be getting back to the kitchen." "She'll be needing me now." "[ Door opens ]" "[ Door closes ]" "[ Mrs. Bridges rocking ]" "May I have the saucepan that's in your arms, Mrs. Bridges?" " Rock...kabye baby be..." "on the tree top." "When the wind blows..." "cradle...will drop." "Down will fall baby..." "cradle...and all." "[ Front door closes ]" "Thank you, Hudson." "I came as quickly as I decently could." "We were in the middle of lunch when the message came." "What's happened?" " Mrs. Bridges isn't well, Richard." "She's in rather...serious trouble." "Trouble?" "Last night in the fog on the way back from her day off she... took a baby from it's perambulator outside a shop." "Took a baby?" "Stole it from it's parents." "[ Sniff ]" "I'd been visiting my friends, a Mrs. Graves." "She used to be cook to Lady Wallingford." "She's retired now, sir." "[ Door closes ]" "I come across this pram outside a greengrocer's." "Nobody minding' it." "Such a lovely baby laying there." "Smiling at me." "I stopped to see (son)." "I touched his little hand." "Oh, I couldn't help but touch it." "When it's tiny fingers curled 'round mine..." "I felt as if I had to pick it up, sir." " Wouldn't no harm, after all, so I mean there was nobody there." "I knew it was wrong, sir, but..." "I just couldn't help it." "I only wanted to hold it to me, just for a minute, sir." "But, you see, it was cold and foggy, and so..." "I took a shawl off of the pram and..." "wrapped the little mite up in it..." "Still nobody come out of the shop." "And then I..." "You what?" "Started to walk with it, sir, in my arms... 'round the corner..." "down the street." "Which street?" "Where was this?" " She doesn't remember, Richard." "Where is the child, now?" "Oh." "Being cared for, sir, in the servant's hall." "Oh, my God." "[ Bridge's sobbing ]" "They never tried to stop you?" "Nobody saw you take it?" "The thick fog, sir." "You can hardly see your hand in front of your face." "What on earth made you do a thing like that?" "Have you thought of the parents of the child?" "What they must be going through at this very moment." "The terrible anxiety?" " Richard, please." "But I'm sorry, but whether Mrs. Bridges acted on some sudden impulse or not, the fact remains that some wretched mother is searching all over for London for a a stolen baby." "That baby happens to be here in this house." "I'm sorry, my dear, I couldn't help it." "It just come over me." "Mrs. Bridges, are you..." "are you sure you can't remember which street you were in?" "Do you have you any idea of the shop?" "A greengrocer, you said." "It was a greengrocer." "I know that, now." "I don't know what street." "It was...somewhere in Victoria near my friend." "Somewhere in Pimlico." "She better go up to her room for the time being." "Perhaps she'll remember after she's calmed down." "Go with her, Hudson, then come back here." " Very good, my lady." " I'm sorry, my lady." "Come along, there Mrs. Bridges." "I'll see you upstairs to your room." "You'd better have a wee lie down, Mrs. Bridges." " Of course, the police have got to be informed." " Richard, no!" "How else are we to trace the parents?" "We can't allow Mrs. Bridges to be carted off by the police." "It would kill her." "Besides, I've an important dinner party go give next week." "How can you think about dinner parties at a time like this?" "Because I have to, Richard." "I have to run this house and entertain important people for your sake." "How can I do that without my cook?" "I can't find a new cook in a minutes notice." "Marjorie, I am trying to be very..." "very patient with you." "A child has been stolen from its pram by Mrs. Bridges." "The parents have got to be found at once, and the child returned." "That's all that matters." "If you think that we could find out where it came from" " we could send it back." " Oh." "Along with some sort of explanation." "Marjorie, you've quite lost your reason!" "You are trying to..." "You ask me to bypass the normal course of the law." "To shield a person who is guilty of a criminal offense." "Mrs. Bridges is not a criminal, Richard." "She's ill." "She's been through a lot lately." "She needs rest and care." "No doubt." "And it's our responsibility to look after her our servants when they get into trouble." "There's trouble and trouble, and this is a...a bad case of child theft and the police have got to be told whether you like it or not." "[ Sigh ] And that's what we have to do, my dear." "Will there be any further instructions, sir?" "No, Hudson." "Thank you, sir." "Hudson!" " My lady?" " I have an idea." "Am I right in thinking that you have a friend in the police force?" "Yes, my lady, Sergeant McKay, out on Gerald Road." "I thought you had." " I think we ought to be very careful, my dear." " I shall be." "Hudson, how would it be if you were to...bump into" "Sergeant McKay somewhere around by Gerald Road police station?" "I understand perfectly, my lady." " Do you, Hudson?" " Indeed, sir." "I understand the need to trace the parents of the wee baby, and return their property to them immediately." "Without involving the police." "Put it that way, sir?" "And you think you can?" "If luck is on my side, sir." "And, providing of course that her ladyship and yourself will not be requiring me for the rest of the afternoon." "Oh yes, that's understood." "Now, all we need is the address of the people in the strictest confidence, of course." "You can rely on me, sir." "My lady." " And Hudson." " Sir." " Not a word to the other servants for the time being." "Oh, naturally, sir." "[ Opens door;" "closes door ]" "Rose?" "Rose." "Where are you, Rose?" " Ah, Rose." " Shhh." "Baby's asleep." "We've only just got him off, Mr. Hudson." "Little devil." "He's that wakeful." "I am going out, Rose, on a very important errand for the master." "Yes, Mr. Hudson." "When Edward gets back from his afternoon off inform him he that may have to deputize for me at dinner in case I'm not back in time." "[ Door opens and closes ]" "Just to see if the fire's all right, my lady." "Oh, yes, perhaps another piece of coal, Rose." "Turn much colder?" "Yes, my lady, but the fog's not quite so thick." "That's good." "Hudson's still not back?" "Not yet, my lady." "[ Front door closes ]" "Oh, if that's Mr. Bellamy, tell him I'm in here, will you?" "Yes, my lady." "[ Opens door ]" " Her ladyship's in the morning room." " Any news?" " No sir." " I gather Hudson's not back yet?" " No." "[ Closes door ]" "Now over three hours." "What could have happened to him?" "You assume the policeman ought have been there." "He may have had to wait for him." " Come on duty?" " Hmm." "That's a possibility." "[ Door opens ]" " The evening paper, sir." "[ Door closes ] Thank you, Rose." "Is anything there?" "About a stolen child?" "Not than I can see." "Will there be anything else, my lady?" "Eh, yes Rose, what time can we dine?" "Oh, anytime you wish, my lady." "It's all ready." "Uh, will I tell Edward to ring the gong?" "Yes, in ten minutes." "We won't change." "Very good, my lady." "I just hope it tastes of something." "Sure, it will, Rose." "They are being absolutely splendid, Richard." "What's that, my dear?" "The servants." "I say they're being simply marvelous." "Rose and Doris have cooked the dinner, and Alice is busy looking after the baby." "That's very commendable, Rose, we're very grateful." "Oh, I'm sure we don't mind doing a bit extra, sir, if it's to help Mrs. Bridges." "Will that be all, my lady?" "Yes, thank you, Rose." "You know they really are the most extraordinary people." "I mean that woman causes so many upsets downstairs with her moods and tantrums, yet they're all ready to cover up for her." " Domestic servants are more loyal by nature than...politicians." " Hmm," " Ah, Hudson." " My lady." "We were worried about you." "I trust you'll pardon me for coming straight in" " as I am servant for certain," " When?" " I'm really sorry, sir." "It began to sleet a wee bit when I reached Eaton Square." "Well, uh, what news?" "I am able to report, sir, my lady, that I have ascertained the identity of the baby's parents." " Well done (Hammond)." " Where they live?" "Yes, sir." "It seems that a...a baby was reported stolen from its perambulator outside the premises of Mrs. Walsh and Sons, the fruiter (res) of Luper Street, my lady, between the hours of 5:30 and 6:00pm last evening." "And the parents?" "Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Webber, sir, of 96a Vauxhall Bridge Road." "I also memorized the address, sir." "I wonder what sort of people?" "Oh, middle class, my lady, but quite respectable," " I understand." " You must order the motor at once." "I still don't like this, Marjorie." " I think we ought to inform the police first." " But, you agreed!" "Oh, very well." "Tell Pearce to bring the motor around at once." "Very good, sir." "Yes, Hudson, and ask Rose to have the child well wrapped up ready for travel and brought up to the hall." "You know you'll have to wait till we get back." "Very good, my lady." "[ Door opens ]" "How much will you offer these people as compensation?" "We [ Door closes ] shall wait and see what their circumstances are." "[ Sound of motorcar ]" "[ Knock on door ]" "[ Opens door ]" " Mrs. Webber...[ Indistinct ]..." "quite done wrong." " Don't distress yourself." "May we come in?" "[ Mother sobbing ]" "We're not very tidy." "[ Mother sobbing ]" "Is your husband at home, Mrs. Webber?" " There's a motorcar outside, Lily." "Is that Johnny, back?" "He's been fine, Lizzie." "These people found him." "This lady and gentleman, Arthur." "They brought him back just a few minutes ago." "Warm and safe and all right." "Well, we're very grateful, I'm sure." "Where was the child found?" "Oh, let me introduce myself and explain." "Here's my card." "Oh,..." "I see." "Uh, Mr. Webber, I must hasten to assure you." "Neither my wife nor I were responsible for taking your child from its pram last evening." "The fact is that we regretted very much a certain member of my domestic staff had an unfortunate lapse, a quite irrational longing to posses the child." "She regrets the action very much." "What was her name, the woman who stole our kiddy?" "Uh, well I hardly think that's relevant, Mr. Webber." "Of course there's the question of compensation." "We realize that you and your wife have suffered a great deal of anxiety." "Yes, we both think you're entitled to some form of restitution." " I'm asking you a simple question, Mr. Bellamy." " I would have thought..." "Who..stole..our..baby?" "I would have thought it best for you to accept a modest sum as a token of our apologies for..." "For what one of you maids has done." "Is that it?" "Mr. Webber, the woman in question, happens to be our cook." "Now, are you willing to accept our apologies for what has happened." "Tell the police the child has been found and leave it at that?" "I think you'd be well advised to do so, and so save a lot of unnecessary fuss." "Oh, you do, do you?" "Arthur?" "No, Lily." "If people like them think they can buy their way out, of having their underpaid and overworked domestic servants had up in court, they're very much mistaken." "Who said anything about court?" "The woman who stole our infant, Mr. Bellamy, is either a criminal or lunatic." "In either case she ought to be behind bars where she can't snatch any more infants from their prams." "As for you offer of compensation, sir," "I see from your card you're a member of parliament." "You should know better than to try and impede the law by offering a man a bribe." "I see not point in continuing this conversation." "Come on, Marjorie." "[ Door opens; closes ]" "What you gonna do?" "Wait and see." "Oh, don't do anything foolish, Arthur." "We've got Johnny back." "Don't cause anymore trouble." "Not with the likes of them." "They always come out on top in the end, and you know it." "People like that." "I know they do, Lily." "That's just my point!" "[ Opens door ]" "So when Miss Roberts told her ladyship she couldn't get the stain out of her gray coat, she used very snap talk." "Best keep out of her way, then." "What I can't understand is why Mrs. Bridges didn't get the push." "I mean causing all that trouble." "Can't afford to lose her, that's why." "She's too good a cook." "Besides, they took the baby back to his home." "There's have an end to it." "What a lark." "Havin' a baby to take care of." "Even if it was only for a few hours." "Eh, Rose?" "He was all right." "Dear little thing." "I'd love to have a baby." "Oh, I dare say, your turn'll come one day." "And if it does, let's hope it's intentional." "[ Bell rings ] Oh, front door." "Listen, (Lea)." " We better get out of here in case it's visitors." " Oh." "[ Door opens ]" "Mr. Hudson,..." " we've done in the morning room." " Very good, Rose." "Well, hurry up and get downstairs. [ Clapping hands ] There's someone at the front door." "Oh come on now, quickly, girl, quickly." "[ Opens front door ]" "Is this Mr. Richard Bellamy's residence?" "It is." "I understand there' a cook employed on these premises." "And that is so." "The back door is down the steps, and..." "Just one moment, if you please, I am a police officer," "Detective Inspector Cape." "I should like a word with your master." "In what connection, if you don't mind my asking?" "A report received concerning an incident that took place last evening, now kindly fetch your master." "Better come in." "Oh, I'll go and inform Mr. Bellamy." "[ Door closes ] His permission is required before Mrs. Bridges can interrupt her duties in the kitchen." "Wait here, please." "[ Closes door ]" "Excuse me, sir." "There's a gentleman from the police," "Detective Inspector Cape." "He wants to see Mrs. Bridges." "Show him in now, will you?" "I understood, sir, the baby was returned last night." "Oh, no, Hudson, the matter's far from closed." "I rather expected this." "Should I fetch Mrs. Bridges?" "Not yet." "Just leave this to me." "I've heard about this Inspector Cape, sir, from my friend, Sergeant McKay, at the station." "I understand he's a holy terror." "Yes?" "Well, he's not going to terrorize me." "You show him in." "Very good, sir." "[ Opens door;" "finger snap ]" "Detective Inspector Cape, sir." "Come in (our room), will you Inspector?" "I'll try not to keep you waiting, sir." "I understand you have your" " parliamentary duties to fulfill." " Right." "I'll spare you 20 minutes or so." "That will suffice?" "Should be sufficient, sir." "Well, do sit down." "No, thank you, sir." "Now, sir." "A Mr. Arthur Webber of 96a Vauxhall Bridge Road reported to Gerald Road Police Station at 6:30 on" "Wednesday evening that his wife had returned from the shop since later with some distress to say that their baby was missing from its perambulator." "The discovery was made when she come out of the greengrocer shop in Luper Street." "Particulars were taken, and calls sent out duly to all constables on the beat to keep a watch out for the missing child." "Yes, I know all about this." "I've not quite finished, sir, if you don't mind." "Very well." "Go on." "This gentleman has since reported to the police that his infant was returned to his address unharmed at 7:45 last evening by yourself and your wife." "Is that correct, sir?" "Yes, that's quite correct." "I would have thought that would of finished the matter." "I tried to explain to this man Webber,..." "If a child was stolen by a woman in your employ, as Mr. Webber claims, sir, then I shall have no alternative but to charge her with kidnapping." "Now look, Inspector, is this absolutely necessary?" "I'm afraid it is, sir." "On the evidence before me, it's my duty to charge her, under The Offence Against Young Persons Act of 1861." "You mean to say, you're going to arrest my cook in this house, and take her off to the police station?" "Yes, sir?" "I should be glad if you'd call her, if she's on the premises." "Of course she's on the premises." "She's in the kitchen cooking our lunch." "Then you'll have to do without your lunch, won't you sir?" "And you can keep your impudent comments to yourself." "You'd best inform the mistress of the house, sir, had you not?" "[ Sigh ] Yes, I certainly will." "[ Pull servant's call ]" "How long do you expect to keep Mrs. Bridges in custody?" "She'll be charged now, sir, detained overnight, and appear in court in the morning." "You're perfectly within your..." "rights, of course, and you must do your duty." "I'm only sorry this man Webber felt it necessary to make an issue of the incident." "[ Door opens ]" " You rang, sir?" " Yes, Hudson." "Will you ask her ladyship to come down?" "I think she's upstairs in her room." "Very good, sir." "And uh, Hudson, will you warn Bridges to stop whatever she's doing, and get her hat and coat on." "The police want to..." "ask her some questions... at the station." "I understand, sir." "With your permission, sir, I'll keep this news from the staff for the time being." "If you can, Hudson." "Thank you, sir." "[ Opens door ]" "My wife will be down shortly." "[ Door closes ]" "There is one more question, sir." "Well?" "How did you know where to return the infant?" "I note you failed to report your discovery to the police." "I don't like your tone, Inspector." "Don't you, sir?" "I must remind you that the failure to report the discovery of a felony may be taken as acting as an accessory after the fact." "I am aware of the law." "You're talking to a former minister of the crown." "And I am carrying out my duties as an officer of the law, sir." "In view of your position, I shall of course overlook the matter on this occasion." "But I must warn you, in future not to go about offering money..." "Mr. Webber knows perfectly well that money was offered to him and his wife as a gesture of compensation." "They didn't take it, did they, sir?" "That is their business!" "Richard, what's all this about Mrs. Bridges being arrested?" " It's quite outrageous." " Marjorie, this... is Inspector Cape of the local police." "My wife." "Good morning." "Well." "The inspector is acting quite correctly, Marjorie, according to the law." "I suggest we offer him a glass of sherry until Mrs. Bridges is quite ready." "[ Sigh ] Don't take on, Mrs. Bridges." "I'm sure your friend'll be all right." "[ Sniffing ] Heavens!" "I (hope) so." "Of course she's old and got no one." "The police come to fetch you." "She'd have given 'em your address, see." "[ Sobbing ] Yes." "It's not like Ivy to be took sick." "She's always had good health." "It's this friend of hers, you understand Doris, down near Victoria." "She's been taken to the hospital." "She's asked to see Mrs. Bridges." "Alice says there's a detective in the hall." "Oh yes, yes, well as I explained to Alice and the others the, uh, the police have come to take Mrs. Bridges to her friend's bedside." "Oh, I see." "And now, get on with your work, Doris." "There's a good girl." "Yes, Mr. Hudson." "Ah, Mrs. Bridges." "I'll tell them you're ready." "[ Opens door ]" "Mrs. Bridges is ready, sir, in the hall." "Oh uh, thank you, Hudson." "Help her go, Rose." "Mrs. Bridges will you go with the Inspector, and try not to worry." "Very good, sir." "Will it be all right, sir?" "I mean to go out..." "The front door?" "Well, of course." "[ Door closes ]" "That poor, wretched woman." "She looks as if she's going to the gallows." "We must telephone to Harry Compton, at once." "What on earth for?" "Good heavens, Richard, if the Lord Chief Justice can't get this ridiculous case stopped, nobody can." "Now, listen to me, Marjorie, I've already tried to bypass the law once to save your cook from going to prison." "There must be something we can do, and she's your cook, too." "Well, there's precious little we can do." "See after the Magistrate's Court tomorrow, ready to give evidence of her good character." "That's something, I suppose." "I shall also call Jeff Dillon this afternoon and ask him to send one of his juniors into court tomorrow." "If he's got any sense,..." "he'll plead guilty and ask for a remand on bail." "Remand for what?" "Well I hope the magistrate's progressive enough to remand over a doctor's report." "Yes, but supposing the doctor says she's not fit enough to go on working?" "I'm sure Dr. Farleigh would be very sensible about that." "Ah well, if it's Dr. Farleigh." "Oh, naturally, I sort of suggest having her examined by my own doctor." "Then again they might not permit it." "But if they do there's nothing more to worry about?" "If it happened that way, no." "But it's a bit "if"...." "I want to be sure of the magistrate." "Some of them think like this man Webber." "If this one does,...he'll refuse to listen to any excuses and clap her in jail." "Yes, I suppose so." "And then where will we be?" "Sorry old chap...." "It's not in my power to stop this case." "Not now." "You could refuse to give evidence to the prosecution." "Then there'd be no case to answer." "Why should I...." "Eh?" "For one thing to save the heavy costs of court proceedings, Mr. Webber." "Which falls, you should know, on the overburdened taxpayer." "[ Scoff ] You ought to be in parliament yourself, old chap." "Why don't you swap places with his nips, eh?" "Because I know better than to seek a higher station in life from the one into which I was born." "I am proud and honored to serve a noble and distinguished family, and I know my place." "Well, I wouldn't stand for it." "Running up and down stairs, bowing and scraping, and answering bells like a monkey on a stick..." "We all serve a master, Mr. Webber, unless we happen to be" "King Edward, himself,..." "which we are not." "I've no doubt there's someone at your place of work superior to you whom you must address as "sir" and treat with respect due to his rank in the firm." "I've got an employer, yes." ""Our Old Strickers", we call him." "Mr. Strickland, our chief clerk." "And you call him "Strickers" to his face, do you?" " No, not exactly." " There you are, then." "And you respect him, this man Strickland, whom you must address as "sir"?" "Respect him?" "He's the biggest fool in the department." "We all laugh at him." "So, you work for a fool." "I work for a man of charm and character, Mr. Webber." "He's a member of parliament and married into one of the great, ruling families of the land with 400 years of political influence behind them." "Huh." "And you ask me if I'm content with my position in life." "All right." "I'll be a butler, then, to some duke." "Think you could get me a position?" "You'd have to acquire a very different attitude towards domestic service, I fear, before any self-respecting family would allow you to announce their guests or wait at their table." "You can't take a joke, can you?" "Some things are not a subject to a jest, Mr. Webber." "So I cannot persuade you to withhold your evidence tomorrow and avoid a great deal of unpleasantness?" "As I said, Mr. Hudson, it's out of my hands now." "The law must take its course." "Then I'll not impose on you any further." "Goodnight." "[ Opens door and closes ]" "Is Hudson not ill again?" "Why do you ask that?" "I was wondering why he asked for time off this evening." "The only time he ever does." "He didn't give a reason." "[ Door opens ]" " Yes Hudson?" " My apologies, my lady." " Might I speak to you a moment, sir?" " Yes, you may." "[ Closes door ]" "I would very much like to visit the police court tomorrow morning, sir, if you would permit it." "You, Hudson?" " Yes, my lady." "You'll find a bit of it distressing, Hudson, sitting there watching Mrs. Bridges in the dock." "I'm acquainted to a certain extent with the processes of the law, sir, after a number of visits to the public gallery at the Old Bailey." "How gruesome of you, Hudson." "Not at all, my lady." "I often go to the" "Central Criminal Court on my days off to hear the great advocates plead." "Just as one would visit Lord's Cricket Grounds there to watch Ranjet Singhi or Doctor Grace at the wicket." "I do not go to gaze with morbid curiosity in the faces of the murderers, my lady." "I see." "Well, there's no reason why you shouldn't go, as long as the household functions properly during your absence." "I would naturally insure that it does, sir." "But Hudson don't you think it might upset Mrs. Bridges if she caught sight of you on the public benches?" "I have in mind taking a small part in the proceedings, my lady." "If it can be arranged." "Taking part?" "If I could be called to the witness box, sir, I think I could make a useful contribution to the hearing." "You mean as a witness to her character?" "Something of the kind, sir." "I would have to see the solicitor acting for Mrs. Bridges, if she were to have such a privilege." "Furthermore, I would need to make arrangements with the clerk of the court to see Mrs. Bridges before the hearing." "As a matter of fact, I called and suggested to them this afternoon, someone from that office will have tending tomorrow." "You could speak to him, whoever he is, as soon as he gets into court." "But just tell him who you are." "Thank you very much sir, my lady." "[ Door opens ]" "What an extraordinary request." "I hope he won't say something rash and make matters worse." "Oh, I think if you learn Hudson, my dear, he's nobody's fool." "[ Magistrate ] And you thought, no doubt, that in the thick fog, nobody would see you take the infant from its perambulator?" "I never thought about it either way, sir." "About getting caught." "I took the baby because I felt I ought." "As if I wanted to hold it in me arms, sir, and love the little mite." "I never stopped to think about it being... some other woman's baby, I..." "I just, uh..." "I carried it in me arms, sir, and keep it warm, and safe." "You had no idea whatsoever of the identity of the owner or her address?" "No sir." "There was no question of any intention of returning the infant." "Your aim was to steal and keep the property." "I wanted to take it back after, sir, but... it was too late." " If I may intervene here, your worship," " Yes." "I ought to make it quite clear that the plea of not guilty to theft is based on a momentary loss of responsibility on my client's part." "Uh, this has been due to certain recent stresses at her place of employment, and a psychological condition of the accused woman's mind -- a temporary one -- in respect of which I'm asking to bring further evidence." "Very well." "I call a Mr. Angus Hudson, please." "Do you solemnly swear that the evidence you shall give before this court is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth" " so help you God?" " I do." "You are Angus Hudson employed as butler at the premises of Eaton Place where, as we have heard, the accused is employed as cook." "I am, sir." "How long have you known the accused?" "Approximately 12 years, sir." "I still can't understand why Mr. Hudson told us she was going to visit her friend in hospital." "To spare Mrs. Bridges feelings, I expect." "Not being nice for cook to be arrested by the police in front of all the other servants." "She won't come back if she goes to prison." "No, she won't." "Is it true Mr. Hudson's going to watch?" "I suppose so." "I'm surprised at Mr. Hudson." " It's morbid." " What?" "Going to a public hanging." "Why?" "People go to funerals." "That's not morbid." "It's showing respect." "Isn't it?" "So from what you've observed of the moods and general behavior of the accused belowstairs during the last few weeks would you say she was suffering from severe nervous strain." " Most definitely, sir." "And what do you think was the cause of this?" "She was particularly upset by the recent suicide in the house of a young kitchen maid who worked under her." "Being a very lonely person with no relatives or dependents." "She come to regard the young girl as..." "like a daughter." "They were very close." "And you agree with the evidence of Dr. Farleigh as to her nervous condition?" "I do, sir." "And I would like to add that I believe Mrs. Bridges is badly in need of love and affection and a sense of being wanted." " She is a brilliant cook, your worship," "and was highly regarded in that capacity by my employers." "But, in the personal sense, she has no one to care for except for an elderly woman friend of some years standing." "And nobody to care for her or advise her or look after her." "It is for that reason that I have offered her marriage." "We are both unattached persons, your worship." "And it occurred to me that if I could undertake to keep the accused lady happy and cared for in the future, during our continued service with Lady Marjorie Bellamy, and in later years when we'll have perhaps retired," "your worship might see his way to overlook this unfortunate lapse, and be assured, sir, that with me to help and guide her such a thing would never occur again." " And further more, sir..." " Yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Hudson." "You may stand down now." " Thank you." " Sir." "Your worship." "Oh, your worship, in view of what you have heard" "I am asking you to dismiss this case." "[ Whispering ]" "It seems to me, Bridges, that a large number of people have gone to a great deal of trouble to obtain your acquittal on this charge." " Taking everything into consideration" " I am prepared to accept the theft of Mrs. Webber's child" " as due to a momentary lapse of responsibility" " brought on by severe mental strain and depression." "You have a good position in service, a thoughtful employer and a most loyal colleague in the butler, Mr. Hudson." "So I'm going to bind you over for three months on good behavior, and hope that you will not have occasion to appear before me again." "Oh, thank you, sir." "Ha, I've never heard anything like it outside the House of Commons or the High Courts of Justice." "Marshall Hall, himself, could not have done better." "He can't really mean he wants to marry Mrs. Bridges!" "That's what he said in court, and he's asked her." "But I gather she wants to wait." "But at least the gesture helped get her off!" "[ Door closes ]" "Begging your pardon, my lady." "Hudson, what's all this I hear?" "Making a speech in court, and offering to marry Mrs. Bridges?" "I must apologize to my lady, and to the master, for not asking your permission before offering my hand to Mrs. Bridges in marriage." "The truth is that the idea only occurred to me last night in my pantry when I was pondering ways of helping Mrs. Bridges out of her troubles." "But has she accepted you?" "That's the point." "We discussed the matter in her cell at the police station, my lady, shortly before the hearing." "And what did she say?" "She was very touched, my lady." "She agreed that we should both..." "being unattached, as it were reserve ourselves for each other in the not too distant future, whilst continuing meanwhile in your ladyship's service as before." "That seems a very satisfactory arrangement." "Where is Mrs. Bridges now?" "Waiting outside in the hall, my lady, she..." "She would very much like to come in and say something to you, if you wouldn't mind." "Yes, of course, Hudson, send her in." "Thank you, my lady." "[ Opens door ]" " [ Emotionally ] Oh, my lady!" " There, there, Mrs. Bridges." "All over now." "I'm so ashamed, my lady." " Can you ever forgive me?" " I've told you." "It's all over." "The matter will never be referred to in this house again." "You've all been so good to me." "Mr. Bellamy and I have done nothing except to return the child to its parents." "It's Hudson you have to thank." "Yes, my lady." " Congratulations, Mrs. Bridges, on your exciting plans." "Hudson, get a bottle of Krug 98 to the servant's hall and celebrate." "Oh, thank you, sir." "That's very good of you." "What I want to do now, my lady, is to get back into me kitchen and get on with me job." "Of course you do, Mrs. Bridges." "Don't forget we've this important dinner party next Thursday." "We'll discuss the menu in the morning." "I want you to give us a really special dinner." "Excuse me, my lady, if I may intervene on this point..." "You're not in court now, Hudson." "Oh, no sir..." "it was just to say that" "Mrs. Bridges has been through a good deal of anxiety and distress lately, my lady." "I was, therefore, planning for her to spend a few days with a sister of mine in Folkston, if you would consider giving her some time off." "Also, I've heard of an excellent cook who would be only too pleased to come in for the dinner party on Thursday evening." "You never said none of this to me, Mr. Hudson." "The idea was to surprise you with a wee holiday," " Mrs. Bridges." " I'm not going on no wee holiday." "Begging your pardon, my lady." "D'you think I'm going off to Folkston leave my kitchen to some outside cook!" "When we've got important people to dinner?" "I'm very grateful for the thought, Mr. Hudson." "Well!" " You're not a husband yet, are you Hudson?" "So it would seem, sir." "No, he's not." "Well, if you really feel you can manage Thursday." "I'll be up in the morning, my lady, with some ideas for a main course." "And, this time I won't be late." "Very well, Mrs. Bridges." "Huh." "Huh." "[ Opens door ]" " Oh, and Hudson." " Sir." "[ Door closes]" " We're most grateful." " It was a pleasure, sir." "My lady." "[ Opens door;" "closes door ]" "I remember when he was a young footman at Southwald," "My mother always said he would get on,... the Scots always do." "Well, if luncheon will be a little bit late today, it can't be helped."