"Oh, heavens." "This is nice." "It's from Gwen." "She's married." "Who's Gwen?" "She used to work as a housemaid here." "She left to be a secretary." "(BELL RINGS)" "That's her ladyship for you, Miss Braithwaite." "She says they kept it very quiet because his mother's ill but she hopes she can introduce us to him in due course." "Well, I think it's lovely." "We should send her a card." "I'll get one and we can all sign it." "Sorry." "I nearly forgot this." "No harm done." "How are you finding it?" "Have that lot got used to your promotion yet?" "Some of them." "But not all, eh?" "I'll be fine." "I don't need to have everyone love me." "Nor me." "Which is just as well..." "Miss Braithwaite?" "I hope you don't mind but can I give you some advice?" "Go on." "Mr Barrow never bothered with you when you were a housemaid but he will now." "I should be friendly but keep him at arms length if I were you." "I'd better get on." "What do you think's in it?" "I cannot say, James." "It's addressed to Lady Mary so perhaps you could question HER later?" "Mr Carson?" "You see the box has been delivered from the late Mr Crawley's office?" "Yes." "Well, ought we to give it straight to Lady Mary?" "Shouldn't someone else see it first?" "In case there's something in it to make her cry." "You may be right." "I'll take it to his lordship and he can decide." "I say." "Phyllis Dare's coming to the Theatre Royal in York." "Miss Dare will appear in The Lady Of The Rose which was a hit musical of the London season." "Who's Phyllis Dare?" "Only one of the Dare sisters." "Zena and Phyllis Dare Up here in York." "What happened to the other one." "She married the son of Lord Esher then retired." "Oh, all right for some!" "Have you truly never heard of them?" "Why would I?" "I don't go to the theatre." "You must have been sometimes?" "No, I've never been." "She's got better things to spend her money on." "I don't understand you." "Of course you must give it to her." "But what if it has no legal status?" "I don't want to build her hopes up only to have them dashed." "Robert, Matthew intended Mary to be his sole heiress." "That will mean a great deal to her whether or not it's legal." "Can't you see that?" "But is it right to exclude George?" "Well, right or not, it is what he wanted." "Besides, it's not up to you." "I'll send it to Murray." "Well, Mary must read it before you send it anywhere." "Or are you trying to hide from the truth?" "What truth?" "That you would prefer to be in sole charge of the estate and not share the crown with Mary." "Don't be silly." "This won't make any difference to all that." "She won't want to get involved." "When you talk like that, I'm tempted to ring for Nanny and have you put to bed with no supper." "Goodbye, Mr Grigg." "Thank you, Doctor." "All he needs to put him right is some paid work." "It's hard for a healthy young man to find a job these days, never mind poor old Mr Grigg." "I know." "Thank you." "But Mrs Crawley has things in hand." "My guess is that you knew what you were doing bringing him here." "Mrs Hughes?" "Won't you come up?" "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "(COUGHS)" "Oh, don't get up for me." "What news of Charlie?" "Mr Carson is still very busy but he sends his best wishes." "Does he?" "How did he phrase that exactly?" "Well, he..." "He said to tell you - He didn't say nothing, did he?" "You have to understand, he doesn't remember the days you spent together with any great nostalgia." "He thinks it were all my fault..." "but it weren't." "Meaning what?" "Never mind." "But it weren't my fault." "They're all coming tonight so we have to stretch a dinner by two places." "Why, suddenly?" "I don't know, do I?" "Go on about Jimmy." "I just want Ivy to know he's not interested in her." "He pretends he is because he knows it annoys me." "How can you be so sure?" "He hasn't been bothered about her before now, has he?" "Sometimes people come around." "You hope." "I thought the fish seller might be in the village but he's not coming." "I'll have to go to Tuttles in York." "I can do it." "What?" "Go to York." "You can tell Mr Carson I'm there on your business." "We don't know he can spare you." "He will if YOU ask him." "Hello, Mr Molesley." "How are things?" "Well, as you can see, not very good." "I don't agree." "It's skilled work." "No, it isn't, not what I'm doing." "I'm sure if you just wait something better will turn up." "I have waited and nothing's turned up." "I haven't earned a penny since Mr Crawley died and now I owe money all over the village." "Yes, but surely with your - Don't you understand?" "I'm at my wits' end!" "I apologise." "I should not have said that." "It was vulgar and self-important." "Please, forgive me." "How much do you owe?" "What difference does it make?" "15, 20 pounds." "More than I've any likelihood of." "Mr Molesley... would it be useful if Mr Bates and I lent you some money?" "When would I pay it back?" "Give it, then." "We'll give you some, if you like." "Not much but...but some." "I couldn't accept that... ..but I thank you, I do, most sincerely." "Get back to work!" "Anna said you wanted to see me before I go down." "Yes." "That is..." "Thank you, Bates, that will be all." "You know I've invited Granny and Isobel to dinner." "I didn't but " "Well, the thing is..." "There is a letter for you from Matthew." "What?" "Where was it?" "Hidden in a book in the office and so it was overlooked." "They finally got round to packing up his things and brought them here this morning." "Who opened it?" "It wasn't sealed." "But you've read it before me?" "Yes." "I would have sent it to Murray to have it looked into but your grandmother insisted you should see it first." "Granny's read it too?" "And what do you mean, 'To have it looked into?" "'" "Read it." "Then you'll understand." "I felt so sorry for him." "To be in debt like that is the worst thing." "Molesley's not having much luck." "But if he won't accept help then..." "I don't know." "I'm really upset by it." "Well, we can't have that." "I don't understand." "Did Matthew leave instructions after all?" "He left a letter." "He wrote it before we went to Scotland." "Well, where has it been?" "Concealed in a book." "They only dropped off today." "Papa, you read it." "My darling Mary, we are off to Duneagle in the morning and I have suddenly realised that I've never made a will or anything like one, which seems pretty feeble for a lawyer and you being pregnant makes it even more irresponsible." "Hm, I'm afraid I have to agree with that." "I'll do it properly when I get back and tear this up before you ever see it but I'll feel easier that I've recorded on paper that I wish YOU to be my sole heiress." "What?" "I cannot know if our baby is a boy or a girl but I do know it will be a baby, if anything happens to me before I've drawn up a will and so you must take charge." "And now I shall sign this and get off home for dinner with you." "What a lovely, lovely thought." "Matthew." "Now you see why I didn't want to read it." "But surely it must be legal or do there have to be witnesses?" "But it was witnessed by two of his clients, which is why no-one in the office knew it existed." "Then it's settled." "Nothing is settled." "This is why I wanted Murray to check it first." "Whatever Matthew's intentions, it is not a will." "I've explained to Mr Carson about the fish and he says you can go." "Thanks." "A pound to a penny he's got some trick up his sleeve." "You're so suspicious." "There are two reasons why he's being so nice to Ivy." "The first is to make me angry and I dread to think about the second." "And I have my reason for getting THAT to the dining room before midnight." "I don't exactly know why but I feel very happy that Matthew's been allowed a last word." "I agree, more than I can say." "I knew he'd have a sensible plan." "I'm not sure how sensible it is." "If the letter is valid, the estate will have to pay death duties twice before it reaches little George." "But in the meantime it will have all the benefit of Mary's interest." "I hope you intend to get stuck in." "I want the right to an opinion." "I shall be content with that." "You already have a right to an opinion." "Do I?" "Good." "Most certainly you do." "In fact, there's a question of using empty farmyards as new sources of revenue." "I'd like to know what you feel about that." "Well, I'd have to think about it " "Crop rotation, livestock versus cereals, or indeed the whole matter of the tax." "There are lots of things I would like your opinion on." "I assume you're trying to make some sort of point?" "He's trying to show that a woman's place is in the home." "But she knows a lot about Matthew's plans." "That has value for me." "Mrs Crawley, what do you think?" "I'm afraid I'm on Mary's side, Robert, if sides there must be." "There are no sides, not at all." "I'm pleased if you're pleased." "I'm just saying YOU have some work to do." "That is IF the letter turns out to be valid." "Which you very much hope it is not." "What's the matter with you?" "I'm a stupid fool, that's what." "Oh, lordy." "How did you manage that?" "Daydreaming." "I don't know what I was about." "She'll be livid." "Not if you do as I tell you." "Come on." "By the way did you get that card For Gwen?" "Yes, why?" "I thought it'd be nice for people in the village to sign it." "The Bakewells, Mr Molesley, that sort of thing." "I'll collect them." "You surprise me." "Why?" "I never think of you as social." "Why should I be social, when I have you?" "You wrote to the Opera House in Belfast?" "That was enterprising." "I wrote to a great many theatres." "But the manager at the Opera House wrote back." "It seems they're in need of a stage door keeper." "They'd chosen one but he dropped out." "He asks Mr Grigg to consider it." "I heard about Mr Matthew's letter." "I hope it wasn't too upsetting." "As a matter of fact, it was a relief." "I felt so happy that he'd finally been heard but judging by tonight's dinner, it may prove a heavy mantle for Lady Mary." "I shall keep it on my dressing table to remind me that Matthew is on my side." "They're all on your side." "Papa gave me such a whacking at dinner." "Your father loves you very much." "He's also very glad to have Downton back under his control." "He always speaks highly of Mr Matthew and the changes he made." "I'm sure he is very genuine but he thinks he can manage alone now and the question is, can he?" "(JAUNTY MUSIC)" "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "You wanted to borrow a belt, m'lady?" "Lady Mary wondered if any of these might suit?" "Thank you." "Actually, I'm glad that you're here as there's something I want to ask." "Look what I found in the village today." "Don't you think it would be the most terrific fun?" "Have you asked her ladyship?" "She'd never let me go, at least not without a chaperone but Lady Edith will be in London and Lady Mary's not in the mood." "But is this quite suitable?" "It looks more like something for servants and farmworkers to me." "So?" "They'll dance the one-step, won't they?" "I've practiced and practiced and I'm dying to try it." "Won't you accompany me?" "Then if we're found out, I can say that you came with me so nothing was amiss." "Of course I can't, m'lady, not without asking Lady Mary." "But that would spoil everything." "She'd be bound to tell Lady Grantham." "Please?" "I know you love dancing and Mr Bates may have many qualities but he's not a dancer." "No, m'lady, he isn't a dancer... but I'm afraid its quite impossible." "But how did it happen?" "I don't like to say, m'lady." "I am truly vexed." "It was a favourite." "I know, m'lady, and I'm very sorry." "But you won't tell me how you did it." "I can't." "Very well, Braithwaite." "I suppose you'd better look me out another." "What are you doing?" "I'm just sorting some old papers." "I haven't looked at these in years." "Why are you looking now?" "No particular reason." "Ah." "I knew I hadn't thrown it away." "Who was she?" "Just a friend at one time." "What was she called?" "Alice." "Alice Neal." "And you were fond of her?" "I was but people drift in and out of your life, don't they?" "Truth to tell, I felt she'd treated me badly." "What does it matter anyway?" "We shout and scream and wail and cry but in the end we must all die." "Well, that's cheered me up (!" ")" "Thank you." "Now I'll get on with my work." "(DOOR OPENS) Your ladyship, Mr Bates." "Bates?" "I am very sorry to interrupt you when you're busy, m'lady." "It concerns Mr Molesley the younger." "You make him sound like a Greek philosopher." "He has fallen on hard times and I know that YOU have helped him in the past." "Are you asking me to give him some money?" "I am asking for money, yes." "Although he's too proud to accept it as a gift." "Oh, how refreshing." "Although I think we can find a way." "Morning, Barrow." "Good morning, m'lady." "Is his lordship in the library?" "He is but erm..." "What is it?" "Miss Braithwaite is very unhappy." "With good reason." "Yes, but you see... she couldn't explain how it happened because, well, she didn't want to point the finger." "Point the finger at whom?" "Well, that's just it, m'lady, I dare not either." "I'm in enough trouble with Mr Bates as it is." "You're not saying Bates is to blame?" "Not Mr Bates himself, no." "Anna, then, but why would she do such a thing?" "As to that, m'lady, who knows?" "Perhaps it was an accident." "Though they do say there's no-one so jealous as a lady's maid." "Cora, is that you?" "Could I ask you something?" "Where's my scent?" "Here you are, m'lady." "Oh!" "How stupid of me." "That was my clumsiness." "No, it was me." "Damn!" "Now the room's going to smell like a tart's boudoir." "I'll clean it up." "Is it all gone?" "I'm afraid so." "It means a trip to Mr Roberts." "There's no-one nearer who sells it here." "It's only York." "I could go, if you like." "In fact..." "What?" "Lady Rose asked me if I'd chaperone her to a the dansant in York today." "She didn't want to ask her ladyship but she thought she'd get away with it if I went with her." "And what did you say?" "That I couldn't go without your permission." "Well, it is rather slow here for a girl her age." "Go but make sure you keep her out of trouble." "Go on." "I know Gwen'd appreciate it." "I don't see why." "I didn't know her that well." "But you can sign it, surely?" "And why don't you come over tonight?" "We haven't seen you in a while." "You're very friendly." "Aren't I usually friendly?" "No." "You're not discourteous, Mr Bates, I'll give you that but you're not friendly, except to Anna, of course." "Well, I shall try to do better in future." "See you tonight." "Mr Branson, Your ladyship." "Sorry if I'm late." "I had to call on old Fairclough at Roundhills." "You're not at all late." "Now I asked Branson to come here because I have an idea." "Granny, you must call him Tom." "I thought I could call him Branson again now that he's the agent." "Well, you can't." "I don't mind." "No." "I see I'm beaten but, oh, how I sympathise with King Canute." "Now what is this idea?" "Well, Mary, either YOU or your baby son own half of Downton." "I want you to have a say in the running of it." "It's just what you need." "But didn't last night's dinner disabuse you of that scheme?" "Well, that's the point." "I want er..." "Tom." "TOM to be your instructor." "What?" "Well, take Mary, you know, on your rounds." "Let her learn the farmers' difficulties." "Mmm." "Explain the crops and the live, the livestock." "You know, let her see the problems facing the estate." "And are we to do all this without telling Papa?" "Isn't that rather underhand?" "There can be too much truth in any relationship." "Mrs Crawley." "We weren't expecting you." "Her ladyship is lunching with Lady Ingram, his lordship is walking," "Lady Mary's at the Dower House and Lady Edith is in London." "As a matter of fact, it's YOU I came to see." "To talk about Charles Grigg." "You know he's got a job at the Opera House in Belfast." "He's so anxious to talk to you before he goes." "Then he is in for a disappointment." "He says he is resolved to put his dishonesty behind him." "Is he now?" "I know it's more than that." "He told me he'd caused you great unhappiness but he said it was not his fault." "He was always a liar." "I see." "It seems a pity not to take the chance to end a quarrel." "Isn't it better than to let things fester?" "I don't mean to speak out of turn, Mrs Crawley, but you will, I think, accept that any difference between Mr Grigg and me is my concern." "Of course it is." "I'm sorry." "Thank you, Carson." "Good day." "Shall I make us some coffee?" "You are so domesticated." "No, not really." "Monk just lays it all out." "I only have to pour in the water." "I mean it." "Compared to Papa you're a famous chef." "Really." "He can't boil a kettle." "If the servants left, he'd be found in a passage, dead, arms stretched out looking for the kitchen." "Well, I hope you can boil a kettle." "Life with me won't be quite what you're used to." "How are things going?" "Ah, well, at least my lawyer thinks so." "Are you sure about this?" "The Royal Family convulses the nation by ceasing to be German and you want to take it up." "Does it matter that people will hate you for it?" "Will you hate me?" "I will love you more than ever." "That's all right, then." "I'm pretty tough." "I may not be used to the splendours of Downton but I do know how to look after myself." "Would you like to see Downton?" "Where did that come from?" "Well, I was thinking if you are nearly German and nearly divorced, perhaps the family should know you a bit." "It won't be settled tomorrow, my darling, I can't pretend it will." "Don't put me off." "Aren't you curious about my childhood home?" "I'm curious about everything to do with you." "BUT my situation would frighten them and we don't want that." "I know." "Mama's giving a house party next month." "Why don't you come?" "Then you can blend in and look around without anyone asking too many questions and Mama won't mind, she likes you." "But your father doesn't." "He doesn't know you." "He'll like you when he does." "Now, I must gulp my coffee down and run if I'm to catch the three o'clock." "I can't persuade you to stay?" "But, I will say this, it's getting harder and harder to say no." "Oh, look, we'll take that table." "I'm not sure we should be here, m'lady." "It seems unsuitable to me." "Don't call me m'lady, call me Rose." "I can't!" "Well, then don't call me anything." "Seen her down there?" "Yes?" "Well, it is a the dansant, let's have a cup of tea." "All right, tea." "Oh, but perhaps with something special in mine?" "Right you are, Miss." "(MUSIC PLAYS) Listen!" "It's the one-step!" "Oh, why are they being so slow?" "Really, m'lady." "You mustn't be so obvious." "Why not?" "It's working." "I don't suppose you'd care to dance?" "Then you'd be wrong because I'd absolutely love to." "Shouldn't we be introduced?" "The name's Sam Thawley." "How do?" "I'm Rose..." "Smith." "Hello." "I hope you know how to do this." "You're in luck." "They call me Twinkle Toes." "Hello, Anna." "Jimmy, What are you doing here?" "I was just picking up some things for Mrs Patmore." "Shall we dance?" "We'd better, if only to check Lady Rose isn't getting in too deep." "I'm under gardener for Lord Ellis near Easingwold." "What about you?" "I'm at..." "I'm at Downton Abbey." "Oh, yeah?" "What do you do?" "Are you a lady's maid?" "You sound posh enough." "Do I?" "I'm so pleased." "I've..." "I've worked and worked on my accent." "Ah, you've done well." "You could pass for a real lady never mind a lady's maid." "I'm not a lady's maid yet." "Anna is, the girl I'm with, but I wonder if I'm clever enough." "Ah, well, you won't be a housemaid forever." "I expect you've got a few young farmers hanging about." "I couldn't say." "You won't say, you mean." "James?" "How how how did you find us?" "I saw you across the square, m'lady." "Rose was saying what fun it is to be out like this." "I thought I'd pop in to see what the craic was." "It's a good craic, isn't it, Sam?" "Well, it is with you in my arms." "I love the view from up here." "If you know the view, all the better." "Follow that hedge." "To the left of it is Oakwood Farm, to the right is all farmed by us." "Do we want to take over Oakwood Farm?" "No." "The Olds are good tenants and hard workers." "Mm." "There is one subject we ought to discuss." "I know your position isn't settled but we should." "Go on." "The death duties." "If you are the heir, it won't change them." "There's no special treatment for widows." "You do not surprise me." "It seems odd, really, that you have to pay just as much tax as if he'd left it all to Mrs Tiggywinkle down the road." "Mm." "But that's how it works." "So, what are we to do?" "Your father believes we should sell land and pay it off in one lump." "But you don't?" "I want to know what you think." "I've some good tickets for me and Ivy." "To see Phyllis Dare?" "I don't believe you." "Well, I have." "It cost a packet and no mistake." "Does Ivy know?" "Not yet." "Mate, let's have a dance, eh?" "Sorry, I'm dancing with her." "I said let her dance with me." "I don't want to dance with you." "How do you know if you've not even tried it?" "Don't tell me you're falling for her at last?" "She will be pleased." "I said leave her alone." "That's the idea." "Out the way!" "Come on, then." "Sam are you OK?" "Get off me." "Get off my hand!" "Get off him!" "Sam!" "Get off!" "Get off!" "Sam!" "Get her out of here!" "Get off him!" "Come here, you." "James!" "I can't leave when he's fighting to protect me." "You can, or do you want to be arrested?" "We need to get out of here." "(POLICE WHISTLES)" "That settles it." "Come on!" "Go, go, go!" "Mr Molesley, is that you?" "Come in and have a cup of tea." "Mr Bates thought I might be welcome." "And so you are." "Sit down." "Mr Molesley, I'm glad you're here." "I was going through my desk this afternoon and I came upon that note of mine and, er, if you're willing, I'd like to pay it off now." "What note?" "Well, you lent me some money when I was first came here and I'm sorry I haven't paid it back before now but the truth is I'm afraid I forgot." "I don't remember anything about it." "£30!" "Aren't you the lucky one!" "Surely there must be some mistake?" "You'll not deny that's your signature Plain as day." "How was your trip to York?" "Never mind that, what's going on?" "Mr Bates has remembered he owed £30 to Mr Molesley." "What?" "But, but, but, no er..." "There you are and thank you for coming to my aid when I needed it." "Now, I must go." "I have some things to do before his lordship comes up." "Thank you, Mr Molesley." "Mr Carson, can I have a word?" "Certainly, James." "Why did you do that?" "You have put up with so much that I couldn't change so if there is ever the slightest thing I can make better for you, then I will." "But how did you manage it?" "Don't I keep telling you?" "Prison was an education." "Take her to the theatre?" "It is my half day." "But not hers and how do we know she'd want to go." "She'll want to go." "She could change her half day." "Oh, I don't know." "It's turning into Liberty Hall round here." "Are we entertaining that night?" "I'm not cooking." "They'll all be dining with Lady Lawson at Brough Hall." "Very well but no lingering." "You can go and give her the good news." "Thank you, Mr Carson." "I hope he doesn't break her heart." "We must all have our hearts broken once or twice before we're done." "True enough, Mrs Hughes." "Strange to think the theatre was part of my life at one time." "Yours and Mr Griggs." "You know he's going to work in Belfast?" "I had heard." "He's leaving the village in the morning." "The 11 o'clock train." "What's that to me?" "I'll tell you what it is." "It's an open wound." "I don't know why but I do know this:" "You'd do better to stitch it up and let it heal." "I'm sorry, m'lord, I didn't hear the gong." "It's all right." "It hasn't gone yet." "I was hoping to catch you." "Of course I understand how tiresome it must have been for Anna when Edna came back and was suddenly the senior lady's maid." "M'lord?" "Ask her to go easy." "I'm sorry, m'lord, but I don't understand what you're saying." "Her ladyship appears to think there's been some bad feeling between Braithwaite and Anna." "That Anna has been a little unkind." "Not that I know of." "Look, I don't want to make a thing of it." "I'm just asking for a little consideration, that's all." "And you shall have it, m'lord." "Good." "That's all I needed to hear." "(GONG) Ah, there's the gong now." "I just can't believe you're letting me go." "Do you really mean it?" "No, I was having you on." "Oh, don't be so soft." "I've said you can go and you can go." "What should I wear?" "Clothes." "But I haven't got anything right." "Not for the theatre in York." "It's not Covent Garden." "What?" "Oh, never mind." "We'll make you look presentable." "Now get that parsley!" "I don't know why she's so excited." "It's only a bloomin' play." "He's just as keen on her as ever." "We'll see." "Nothing's as changeable as a young man's heart." "Take hope and a warning from that." "(BELL RINGS)" "I'll get it." "Yes?" "I was wondering if I could have a word with the housemaid Rose." "The housemaid Rose?" "The maid Rose who works here." "Look, chum." "I'll deal with it, Mr Barrow." "Hello, Mr Thawley." "Well, I'll leave you to it." "I've got to know she's all right." "Rose is a bit busy just now but I'll tell her you asked." "I don't mind waiting." "Can I er..." "Can I come in?" "If you'll just stay there, I'll..." "I'll see what she's up to." "Anna?" "What?" "What is it?" "The man you were dancing with, Sam Thawley, he's downstairs." "But why?" "What what does he want?" "He says he's come to make sure that you're all right." "What have you done with him?" "Left him in the yard before he asks the others any questions." "But what can I say?" "What can I do?" "Come with me." "I've got an idea." "This is so very kind of you." "I had to come." "You know, I had to see that you were ...er, you know, all right after that ruckus." "And I...and I am, thanks to you." "I never saw anything so brave as the way you punched that horrid man." "I'd do more than that for you." "How very flattering." "Where did you grow up?" "You don't sound very Yorkshire." "Don't I?" "That's... that's because my life's been sort of spent all over the place." "North, south, east, west..." "Home's the place that I love best." "What?" "That's how the song goes." "Yes, I..." "I suppose it is." "Would you let me call on you again?" "Well..." "Look, I know I'm not good enough for you, I can see that but I'm a steady chap, ask Lord Ellis's agent." "He'd give me a good reference." "I'm sure but it's...it's something else." "Do you remember wondering if any of the local farmers were after me?" "Yeah." "Well, that's the thing, I..." "There is one farmer and I didn't want to spoil this afternoon by mentioning it but I have rather given him my word." "Well, that's me back in my box, then." "I hope you understand." "Course I do." "He's a lucky bloke, that's all I'll say." "Well, good luck, then." "It's been nice knowing you." "You too." "Mr Thawley?" "Sam?" "When you do find someone, someone much nicer and better than I am... ..she'll be a very lucky girl." "What the" " Say nothing and I'll be your friend forever." "Is Lord Grantham in the drawing room?" "Yes, m'lady." "Thank you." "Ah, here she is." "Oh, darling." "Ah, are you only just back?" "We sat forever outside Peterborough." "We never found out why." "Shall I change?" "No, don't bother." "It's only us." "And who are we to warrant any courtesy?" "Don't be difficult, Granny." "Where's Rose?" "Have we lost her?" "I'm so sorry I'm late." "Never mind, never mind." "Now I've got you all here, and before Carson comes in, I have something to say." "I had a letter today from Murray." "(CARSON CLEARS HIS THROAT)" "Wait just a moment while I finish." "Shall I leave, my lord?" "No." "You might as well hear this." "Murray has taken Matthew's letter to various authorities and their conclusion is that it demonstrates testamentary intention." "What's that?" "It means that the writer intended the document to serve as a will." "So, the bequest stands?" "Yes." "Mary owns half the estate." "That sounds like a very good result." "And now we should go into dinner before Mrs Patmore blows a gasket." "Dearest Papa, I hope you're not too disappointed." "Don't be silly." "Not at all." "Perhaps the three of us can sit down tomorrow and talk properly." "Of course but the main problem is a simple one: tax." "But that's it, Tom's told me you want to sell land to pay for it." "It's the only way, I'm afraid." "Yes, but, you see, I don't agree." "Anyway, let's not talk about it now." "We ought to join the others." "If you've put her up to this..." "I haven't put her up to anything but you won't keep her quiet, not now the bit's between her teeth." "Don't think that you will." "I don't know what he meant." "You must have said something." "But I haven't said anything." "I warned her off Mr Barrow, that's all, but I wasn't having a go at her." "All I can tell you is that she has managed to take offence." "She can't have." "(CHUCKLING)" "Mr Barrow, what are you doing down here?" "Will you come up this moment and help me serve the wine?" "Sorry, Mr Carson, I'm on my way." "(CHUCKLES)" "What's so funny?" "Nothing, Mr Bates." "Nothing at all." "Good morning, Carson." "I hope I'm not in the way." "Not a bit." "You remember Mr Grigg?" "Hello, Charlie." "Good of you to come." "I'm delighted but I'm not surprised." "Aren't you?" "Because I'm astonished." "But why did you never speak of Alice when we last met before the war?" "What was the point?" "She chose you all those years ago and that was it." "Why bring it up?" "Because it wasn't IT." "She chose me but it never worked." "She's dead now, anyway, but it was never IT." "I didn't know she was dead." "Five year ago." "We'd separated long before but I went to see her in St Thomas's." "Do you know what she said?" "She said, 'Charlie Carson was the better man." "I could have loved him." "I did love him, really, but I was a fool and couldn't see it.'" "Did she say that?" "Honestly?" "That she loved you?" "Aye, she did and she wanted me to tell you, if I saw you again." "There we are." "We could have made a go of it, you know." "As long as you know that it were her choice." "I never set out to take her off you." "All aboard!" "I am sorry to interrupt but I think you must get aboard." "I can't tell you how grateful I am, Mrs Crawley." "Very good luck." "Thank you." "I doubt we'll meet again but can we shake on it?" "We've known some ups and downs together, it's true, but if this is goodbye... let's part as friends, eh?" "All right." "I wish you well." "Likewise... (TRAIN WHISTLE) ..Charlie." "Mrs Crawley, I should be grateful if you would let me know any expense you have been put to on Mr Griggs' behalf during his stay with you." "Oh, no." "That's completely unnecessary." "I should be grateful." "Very well, Carson, I shall do that." "Good day to you." "Mr Carson?" "Shall we walk back together?" "I gather the Abbey is once more to be a scene of great splendour." "Who's the glamorous pirate?" "Johnnie Gillingham's son." "Stick it under my arm, if you can." "You're an angel from above." "I don't know about that." "Is there anyone who wants to dance?" "What about it?" "CORA:" "How can grown men throw away their fortune like that?" "What could be more stupid?" "There's something about him that gets my goat." "He was just trying to be nice." "ISOBEL:" "I don't want them to spend their days in gloom." "ROBERT:" "It seems disloyal to Matthew." "Screaming in the servants' halls." "What a topsy-turvy world we've come to."