"[Man coughs]" "[Coughing]" "[Baby cries]" "[Conductor] Tottenham Court Road." "ma'am." "To wounded soldier- sixpence." "Are you reading about the castle and the wisteria?" "yes." "Why?" "and it's such a miserable day." "Perhaps that's why it seems so wonderful." "no." "It is so wonderful." "but it's not worth wasting one's time thinking about." "it is." "I" " I believe we're neighbors." "Hampstead- but we've never actually spoken." "I'm Mrs. Rose Arbuthnot." "thank you." "I'm Lotti Wilkins- Mrs. Lotti Wilkins." "I don't suppose that means much to you. but I am Mrs. Wilkins." "I'm sure you are." "I've never really liked the name Wilkins very much." "It's such a small name you know." "Kins. " "Kins. but it is Mellersh's name." "so I'm stuck with it." "He's a solicitor." "He's very handsome." "That must be nice for you." "Why?" "um... like any other... well" "[Loudly] Why don't we- shh!" "Sorry." "Why don't we try and get it?" "Get it?" "Yes!" "Not just say how wonderful it would be as we have been doing for years and years and years." "get it"?" "Rent it." "Hire it." "Have it." "The castle." "The wisteria." "Everything." "You and me?" "Yes." "We'll share. and you look as though you wanted it as much as I do." "You look so beautiful and so sad." "[Chuckling]" "I'm not sad!" "It's my face!" "I can't help it." "My husband says I have the face of a disappointed Madonna." "He has a way with words." "My husband never says a word too much or a word too little." "Sometimes I think he keeps copies of everything he says." "It's very disheartening." "it happens." "I've told you before about buying flowers." "They are an extravagance of the most blatant kind." "Lotti." "Then you have to buy more." "and..." "Lotti." "I own no stocks and shares." "What would happen to you if tomorrow..." "I were to be knocked down by a tram and you were still buying flowers?" "Lotti." "Mellersh." "You are still recording every purchase in that book I bought you?" "Yes." "Even the flowers." "Good." "Now... about the party." "I think." "Yes." "8:30 is too early." "We'd look too eager." "8:45-too late..." "as if we're not interested." "8:40 it is." "Mellersh? and I never know what to say to them." "and you can't go wrong." "But no one will know I'm there even if I am." "I'm sure your sister won't mind if I don't turn up." "But I would." "I have to be seen as a reliable family man...with wife." "my dear." "I've been thinking." "and I-I wondered if you would mind...mm-hmm?" "Apple dumplings." "friends." "The devil never sleeps when it comes to temptation." "[Honk] but he doesn't always bother." "this April in that castle by the sea." "I'm certain of it." "Have you ever seen things in a kind of flash before they happen?" "Never." "I'm sure it must be wrong to be good for so long you become miserable." "and you aren't happy. and I don't believe I'm loved any better." "Are you all right?" "You must believe I've never spoken to anyone like this in my life." "I don't know what's come over me." "It's the advertisement." "Yes...and us being so miserable." "is there?" "[Man humming] my dear." "You waited up." "I want to talk to you." "I've made you something." "Thank you." "I had enough at the reception." "I can see." "it was for my book." "my dear." "I missed you." "I wonder." "Of course I did." "I thought about us in Vienna." "Do you remember Vienna?" "Or was it Prague?" "It doesn't matter." "stop digging." "Frederick." "It'll settle your stomach." "What do you think?" "People seem to like it." "Frederick... no one should ever write a book God wouldn't like to read." "[Chortling]" "It's the way I earn a living." "Out of the immorality of fallen women." "They are dead." "Frederick." "That's rather a depressing thought." "so I've always been very careful." "gentleman." "Gerald Arundal wrote this and all the others." "Nobody knows it's a pseudonym." "God knows." "God must know an awful lot." "Why doesn't he do something?" "[Humming again]" "I'm thinking of taking a holiday in Italy this spring with a friend." "It's a splendid idea." "that's what I thought you'd say." "It's just what you need." "And as for the money" "Frederick." "You only have to ask. because I shall be out and about promoting my book." "[Humming]" "[Lottie] Do you think we should go on with this?" "Lottie!" "plus expenses for food and such like..." "[Rose] We could buy a great many boots for the poor with that money..." "[Lottie] We could advertise for two ladies to join us." "plus expenses." "There's something immoral about all this." "[Ringing doorbell]" "thank you." "No." "Mr. Briggs." "We've come in answer to your letter about renting the castle in Italy." "I do beg your pardon." "I am very sorry." "ladies." "Excuse me." "I'm very sorry about the mess." "I'm off in a couple of days." "I'm afraid... and Italy." "Here's my card." "uh..." "oboe." "Do you play anything?" "The pianoforte." "Oh." "Mr. Briggs." "I do beg your pardon." "I played the flute when I was at school." "I've always thought of myself as a fluty kind of person." "Mr. Briggs..." "Sixty pounds." "in cash." "uh... and you've got and I think I know which is best." "um... here are all the details." "there we are." "Plus... photographs." "There we are." "And the spare key... and I'll give you a receipt." "um..." "Mrs. Arbuthnot?" "No." "No." "I'm-I'm sorry." "I'd no right to" "I do understand... uh... sad times... the war..." "Mr. Briggs." "I think you'll fit in very well at San Salvatore." "There are several portraits of you on the walls." "Portraits of me?" "Mrs. Arbuthnot." "Are they looking disappointed?" "[Laughs nervously]" "No more than usual." "[Car horn honks]" "Rose." "we've done it!" "We've done it!" "You would've thought that hundreds would have jumped at the chance of sharing a month's peace and quiet in San Salvatore." "I can't understand why we've only had two replies." "It doesn't leave us much choice." "you know." "who pulled my pigtails and said they were too long." "And I sat on Mr. Carlyle's knee." "how he scowled." "Mrs. Arbuthnot." "All I wish to do is sit in the shade and remember better times and better men." "San Salvatore will be perfect." "I remember spending a weekend with my father at Box Hill." "Who lived at Box Hill?" "George Meredith...the novelist." "Did you know Keats?" "Keats? and I didn't know Shakespeare or Chaucer either." "of course not." "aren't they?" "And I've always thought of immortals as being... well... immortal-not having died." "but they're dead....and-and alive." "It's-it's odd." "Very odd." "I thought I saw Keats the other day in Hampstead crossing the road to his house where he lived." "It was about teatime- time we were going." "I really did see him- he was dressed in... however distinguished." "It's not in the best of taste." "Mr. Fisher crossing the road in front of my house." "I'm sure." "everything seems in order." "Provided your references are satisfactory." "I don't think references are very nice things amongst decent people we're not business men are we?" "They have to distrust each other." "Mrs. Fisher." "References do bring a certain..." "atmosphere into our plans ... or give you ours." "In which case I shall assume you don't wish to join us." "very well." "No references." "I waive all references." "There...forgive me if I don't see you out." "[Lottie] Lady Caroline Dester." "she sounds very grand." "Very smart." "Do you see her with us at San Salvatore?" "I'm Caroline Dester. and this is Mrs. Wilkins." "How do you do?" "Do sit down." "Thank you." "You realize it will be very quiet at San Salvatore." "Nothing." "No one." "Just the waves." "It sounds like heaven." "which a loathe." "I'll be with strangers." "Wonderful." "Why is that so wonderful?" "you won't be able to mention a single person I know." "do you?" "I don't think so." "Nor do I." "Good." "It's so boring otherwise." "same old people." "I want to just sit and not talk and not think and not be the center of everything all the time." "You know what that's like." "I don't." "Neither do I." "it's very wearing." "Everybody makes demands... especially men." "Yes." "[Charleston music plays]" "Caroline." "Jimmy." "darling." "Marvelous party." "I'm not sure if you really deserve it." "And this one I have inscribed with a personal message for you." "thank you so much." "I would rather like you to meet..." "I'm just going to have a word with your daughter." "but I was" "Jimmy!" "Hello." "I'm so glad you could make it." "I was looking forward" "Gerald." "Congratulations on the book." "Caroline." "Your mother has been most generous in setting this up." "You look lovely." "Gerald." "You mustn't monopolize Caroline." "It isn't fair." "Mr. Arundal." "I hear." "Who's been talking?" "Authors have ways." "Was it mother?" "My lips are sealed." "I need to get away." "Where are you going?" "would I." "is it?" "Gerald." "no." "Why don't you go home?" "I just must have some time alone." "[Glass shatters]" "No!" "Stop!" "It's all your fault!" "[Humming]" "Frederick?" "my dear." "[Humming] my dear." "The apricot tart was especially fine." "Mellersh!" "There's something I want to talk to you about." "my dear." "I'm thinking of taking you to Italy for Easter." "What?" "I'm thinking of taking you to Italy for Easter." "We could both do with a change." "It would be nice to go together." "A second person is always useful in a country whose language one doesn't speak... to look after the luggage while one communicates with the natives." "my dear." "I am." "you don't seem very enthusiastic about it." "Mellersh." "Really extraordinary." "You see..." "I've been invited by a friend to spend April with her in Italy." "She has a house there." "What?" "really... so I said yes." "Lottie." "You accepted an invitation from a friend without consulting me?" "now!" "you can write to her and say you can't go..." "It's simply out of the question!" "I can't do that!" "Why not!" "Because I don't want to!" "Mellersh." "I can't go back on my word now." "that's not settled." "Nothing's settled." "I don't believe a word of it." "A friend with a castle in Italy?" "What friend?" "as far as I know." "Rose Arbuthnot." "Rose Arbut..." "I never heard of Rose Arbuthnot!" "She's very nice." "Everybody says so." "Tell me if you'd like another helping of apricot tart." "I would not like another helping of apricot tart!" "you are not going to Italy alone." "Absolutely not!" "How is this different?" "this is Italian rain." "There's no one here to meet us." "We are four hours late." "What?" "Oh!" "Oh!" "thief!" "Madame... aah!" "Madame..." "English madame!" "San Salvatore?" "San Salvatore!" "San Salvato..." "Lottie!" "Lottie!" "Oh!" "It's all right!" "They must have sent it!" "What?" "oh! San Salvatore?" "Oh." "[Whinnies]" "Aah!" "Oh!" "[Speaking Italian]" "My horsey good horsey." "Buono!" "Buono!" "We're in God's hands now." "Aah!" "Oh!" "Hyah!" "oh!" "Aah!" "[Whip cracks]" "Hyah!" "Aah!" "[Speaking Italian]" "[Speaking Italian]" "Lottie." "[Speaking Italian]" "[Door opens]" "[Speaking Italian]" "San Salvatore." "San Salvatore!" "San Salvatore." "[Door creaks]" "[Door closes]" "[Birds chirping]" "Do you suppose it's all real?" "Were you ever in your whole life so happy?" "Never." "I promised myself the first thing to happen in this place would be a kiss." "[Bell tolling]" "it's a mirage." "it's her." "I didn't know she'd arrived already." "Neither did I." "sitting in the sun like that without a hat." "She's treading on lilies." "they're hers as much as ours." "Only a quarter of them." "Hello!" "Hello." "I got here yesterday." "what a pity." "We were going to choose the nicest room for you." "I've already done that." "I think it's the nicest." "We were going to make it pretty for you with lots of flowers." "Domenico's done that." "I told him when I got here." "He's the gardener." "it's good to be independent and to know exactly what one wants." "it saves time." "you shouldn't be too independent that people have no chance to be generous." "I hadn't realized you were so pretty." "That's very kind of you to say so." "You're really quite lovely." "I hope you make the most of it." "I've been making the most of it ever since I can remember." "Because it won't last." "I know." "I musn't miss breakfast." "Buon giorno." "[Speaking Italian]" "there you are." "we had no idea you were here." "I'm here." "Cuckoos." "What?" "Nothing." "I was just thinking about cuckoos for some reason." "Oh." "Ahem." "[Sighs] tea or coffee?" "jarring ringing]" "[Speaking Italian]" "Lady Caroline's Italian is much better than mine." "My Italian is the Italian of Dante." "Very old-fashioned." "I" "I was taught it by Mr. Robert browning." "Wonderful." "London doesn't exist anymore." "I suppose you realize we've got to heaven." "grazie." "I intend to spend most of my time reading by myself." "Nobody wants to see an old woman hobbling about everywhere." "I do hope your bedroom is comfortable." "very quiet." "so I had one taken out." "so that's why I've got two beds." "I've got two beds as well." "The second one must be Lady Caroline's." "We simply asked Francesca to take them out." "We didn't need them." "Neither do we." "Rose?" "Our husbands aren't here to put in them." "husbands and beds were rarely spoken of in the same breath." "as the only real obstacle to sin." "Mrs. Arbuthnot?" "thank you." "Ahem." "Would you?" "No." "have you all you want?" "thank you." "Have you?" "Mrs. Arbuthnot...you have the most interesting habit of answering a question with the same question." "no." "Don't apologize." "I wasn't going to." "Well." "I'd better get on with my duties." "What time would you like lunch?" "Lunch is at half past 12:00." "I'll tell cook." "but I've bought a little dictionary." "The cook knows." "Oh?" "Lady Caroline has already told her." "Oh." "She speaks the sort of Italian cooks understand." "I couldn't get into the kitchen because of my stick." "Ooh." "[Speaking Italian]" "Grazie." "[Speaking Italian]" "Domenico?" "[Speaking Italian]" "I just want to get my feathers smooth again." "not grabbed." "forget things..." "I might be able to get myself straight." "I've wasted so much time being beautiful." "Not on of them here." "Lax." "Lax." "[Speaking Italian]" "[Dinner gong sounding]" "are you all right?" "Yes." "Did you hear the gong?" "Yes." "I have a headache." "I'm so sorry." "Perhaps some tea might do you good." "No." "I expect she wants to be left quiet." "Yes." "I can't bear to think of you out here with a headache." "What she really wants is to be left alone." "please?" "Do you know the Italian for "aspirin"?" "The proper cure for headaches is castor oil." "She hasn't got a headache." "Carlyle suffered terribly from headaches and neuralgia." "He always took castor oil." "What Lady Caroline wants is a dose." "mind." "It's a mistake to keep on taking castor oil." "Do you know the Italian for it?" "I don't think I do." "Castor oil isn't in classical Italian." "She hasn't got a headache." "Mrs. Wilkins?" "she's-she's just trying to be polite." "Soon she won't have to try." "She'll-she'll just be herself without trying." "Ahem." "Lottie has a theory about this place. but I don't understand why you assume Lady Caroline is not telling the truth." "I don't assume." "I know." "do you know?" "I saw inside her." "I hear you're not well." "I expect the journey's upset you." "what you need is a good dose of some simple medicine like castor oil." "I thought you weren't asleep." "take my advice." "Don't neglect what might turn into an illness." "This is Italy." "Don't worry about me." "I'm just lying here thinking." "too." "I should go to bed and get well." "I am well." "Then why did you send a message saying you were ill?" "I didn't." "Then I have had all the trouble of coming out here for nothing." "but don't you prefer coming out and finding me well than coming out and finding me ill?" "Ppttt." "Isn't this a delightful room?" "We've just discovered it." "really." "Why don't you like us being here?" "I should have thought you could see." "This is my room." "The notepaper." "That's my notepaper." "And the pen." "It's yours?" "I'm very sorry." "I" "I've been writing some very nice things with it." "I don't think I hurt it in any way." "But why can't we be here?" "and we've been sitting." "There's another one." "You and your friend can't sit in two rooms at once?" "you shouldn't don't disturb me in mine." "It's all right." "Soon you'll want us to share." "You'll probably even ask me to use your pen if I haven't one." "I need a room to myself." "I'm an old woman." "I can't get about because of my stick." "I have to sit." "I want somewhere where I won't be disturbed." "we have no intention" "We're only too glad for you to have this room if it makes you happy." "that's all." "We wouldn't have come in if we had... you know...very soon." "[Birds chirp]" "It isn't her room." "I've been thinking about Mellersh." "Why?" "I've been a mean dog." "A...a what?" "All this coming away and leaving him in that dreary place while I'm here enjoying myself in heaven. and I planned a holiday in Italy by myself." "I think he must be very hurt." "I've written and told him everything." "You mean about the advertisement and your nest egg?" "no." "I'll tell him about that when he comes." "when he comes?" "I've written and invited him to stay." "It's the least i could do." "It would be mean not to share all this." "You think he'll come?" "poor lamb." "I see him here." "Lottie." "I can't keep up. wasn't it?" "you want to write to the very people... the very people we're trying to get away from." "I know." "Rose?" "But..." "I feel so happy here." "This place makes me feel flooded with love." "The important thing is to have lots of love about." "I was very stingy with it back home." "I used to measure and count it out." "you see." "I wouldn't love Mellersh unless he loved me back exactly as much. neither did I." "The emptiness of it all." "I don't think I'll come down to the village." "Um..." "I'd like to stay here and think." "Don't think too long." "Write and invite him now." "Invite who?" "Your husband!" "and Mellersh will answer." "Frederick won't." ""thanks for the letter." ""Don't hurry back." ""Say if you want money." "Frederick. "" "[Sobbing]" "That's a beautiful dress." "No." "I've had it a hundred years." "But you must be very cold in it." "It's easy to catch a chill here after dark." "You look as though you have nothing on underneath." "I haven't." "That's very imprudent and very improper." "[Dinner gong rings] so how can it be improper?" "Have you noticed how difficult it is to be improper when there are no men about." "but true." "I've had a wonderful day." "I've decided to invite someone to stay here." "What?" "I think he'll like it." "Who?" "Wilkins." "that's your name." "And his." "A relation?" "A husband." "I thought you were a war widow." "Why?" "There are so many of them about." "didn't we?" "I don't remember that." "but it's incredible you should want to." "I thought the whole idea was to get away from one's friends... and husbands." "And family affection." "And lack of family affection." "Really." "It wouldn't be so bad." "It would give a person room to breathe." "like having no clothes on." "I like that." "[Mrs. Fisher] Really!" "getting rid of things. and knowing that you'll never have anything on again." "you die of it." "That's what it's like living with someone who doesn't love you." "[Mrs. Fisher] Would you pass me the cream?" "[Caroline] But doesn't he love you?" "[Lottie] Mellersh?" "He shows no signs of it." "[Caroline] Delicious." "really." "I didn't think it was delicious." "I got well." "I can't ever be happy shutting him out." "I must share." "Now I know exactly what the blessed damozel felt like." "Who's the blessed damozel?" "[Rose] It's a poem." "I'll lend you a copy." "don't. was frequently invited to my father's house." "How terrible for you." "inviting authors." "don't you?" "Me?" "sometimes." "I wouldn't mind them so much if they didn't write books." "Do go on about Mellersh." "really." "it's all these beds." "Eight beds and only four people." "That's dreadful." "too." "[Mrs. Fisher and Rose] Really." "Really!" "Sorry." "there is only one spare bedroom in the house." "One?" "Who's in all the others?" "We are." "There are six rooms." "We have four. and the sixth is empty." "dear." "but not necessarily spend every night with him." "Where am I going to put him?" "Isn't one room enough for him?" "but then there won't be room for anyone that you want to invite." "I shan't want to." "No?" "And Rose doesn't count." "She'd want to share her room with her husband." "It's written all over her." "Lottie!" "ringing gong again] what? Am I to understand you propose to reserve the only spare bedroom for the exclusive use of your family?" "Mellersh isn't my family." "He's my husband." "Mellersh must have it." "I have a friend." "Kate Lumley." "Perhaps you know her?" "I wish to invite her to join me." "then." "Oh." "he can't come." "no." "I..." "I see him here." "Why am I so restless?" "I haven't felt this restless since I was a child." "It's too absurd for someone my age." "But look at me." "I can't keep still." "I feel...something is going to happen." "But I won't let it." "I won't let it." "It's odd how one's mind slips sideways in a place like this." "I walked without my stick today." "It's very strange. you'd know how strange it was." "You can talk to your Kate Lumley about that when she comes." "no." "Kate would only look at me and suggest a cup of tea." "I'm starving." "I've had another wonderful day." "Has the letter gone?" "What letter's that?" "Inviting her husband here." "don't." "Another one?" "Who is her husband?" "of course." "I mean what is Mr. Arbuthnot?" "My husband." "[Lottie singing] a summer of roses and wine." "And that's what we mean when we say that the thing is welcome as flowers that bloom in the spring..." "Caroline's right." "Minds slip sideways." "How could I invite him?" "What would we talk about?" "The truth is..." "I bore him." "And there's no way back." "it's almost impossible to unbore him." "[Speaking Italian]" "Whoo-hoo!" "Whoo-hoo." "Is that Lady Caroline Dester?" "No." "Rose." "Mrs. Arbuthnot." "Caroline'll still be in bed." "Caroline?" "You call her Caroline?" "when I got your letter and found you were on holiday" "I was impressed." "Mellersh?" "You know the Desters are one of the richest families in England?" "you're being really useful." "The air is golden. and then I'll lunch." "Then you can introduce me to Lady Caroline Dester." "I've planned exactly what I'm going to say." "I do believe you came all this way just to see Lady Caroline and not me." "my dear." "no." "No." "I came here to see you." "yes. well..." "I don't mind." "You're here." "That's the important thing." "And you'll change." "Signore." "[Speaking Italian]" "Yes." "Thank you very much." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "Thank you." "Out." "Out. madame." "Thank you very much indeed." "[Speaking Italian]" "That'll be all." "Thank you." "[Speaking Italian]" "Yes." "Thank you very much." "yes." "No." "There you are." "Thank you." "That'll be all." "Thank you." "[Hissing]" "[Speaking Italian]" "[Sighs]" "[Explosion]" "Oh!" "Aah!" "Oh!" "Blast that bloody bath!" "my god." "How do you do?" "H- how do you do?" "I'm Caroline Dester." "A- allow me to introduce myself." "My name's" "Mellersh Wilkins." "I'm..." "I'm afraid I used unpardonable language." "I thought it most appropriate in the circumstances." "Oh." "allow me to introduce Mr. Mellersh Wilkins." "This is Mrs. Fisher." "Oh." "Uh..." "Always a pleasure to meet a friend of my wife's." "I" " I was just taking a bath." "[Crash]" "I didn't know pericoloso meant explosion." "I would've remained dirty." "you look absolutely spotless." "You look clean enough to eat dinner off." "Lady Caroline acted with true grace." "in her way. who may need my counseling." "your friends are splendid." "Splendid." "Why you kept them a secret is beyond me." "signora." "[Speaking Italian]" "Does this good Lady want something?" "Money." "Money?" "I think she's talking about the housekeeping bills." "You've nothing to do with those." "You're a guest here." "I'm afraid I'm not." "The four of us are sharing the expense of this holiday." "I'm paying for my share out of my nest egg." "Y- you've every right to be angry with me." "Nonsense." "after all." "And you needed a holiday like this." "Where else would you meet such interesting people?" "you really are sweet." "Oh... signora." "[Speaking Italian]" "[Laughing] you belong here." "[Speaking Italian] and it must stop." "[Speaking Italian]" "I don't approve of men smoking indoors." "I thought you wouldn't." "I'm looking for that Lady Caroline girl." "a most agreeable guest." "Agreeable?" "She's been letting the bills run up in a most terrible fashion." "What has Lady Caroline to do with the bills?" "The housekeeping was left to her." "Lady Caroline?" "Housekeeping for a party that includes my wife?" "You render me speechless." "You do know she's the daughter of Lord Dester... the Lord Dester." "Ah!" "That accounts for it then." "The botch-up her father made in his department during the war was a national scandal." "They never could actually prove anything." "You ought to have told me you were not doing the household bills." "I didn't know you thought I was." "What do you propose we do for the rest of the time here?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "Uh. uh." "Nothing!" "ladies..." "May I make a suggestion? and tell the cook from that sum she must cater for you as well as ever." "It's easily reckoned out." "The charges of a modest hotel perhaps..." "halved." "Hmm." "Mr. Wilkins. but what about the terrifying bills for this last week?" "[Speaking Italian]" "Don't worry." "I'll pay them. and I don't want Lottie worried in any way." "That is most generous of you." "I agree." "Good." "Hmmph." "we needn't bother Lady Caroline any further." "really." "do tell me about Ruskin." "I like him." "but I do." "He doesn't hover." "He doesn't grab." "He fits in." "I shouldn't write." "He won't come." ""What do I want with a holiday?"" "and work is the only salvation." "You know I won't post it." "Domenico can do it." "Mellersh?" "Ahh." "my dear." "Uhh." "[Laughs]" "Ahh..." "I've made up my mind." "as well as my own." "Your nest egg... will not be touched." "Mellersh." "How nice of you." "careful." "I realize how valuable you are to me." "In my profession... a man is always helped by having a..." "a clever and... attractive wife." "Lady Caroline thinks you're attractive." "And so do I." "Mellersh?" "I do." "though." "Why weren't you attractive sooner?" "I've been lucky. and I've misused them." "Perhaps if Jack hadn't been killed." "No." "That's an excuse." "Thousands of women lost men in the war." "[Sighs]" "I should count my blessings." "So why aren't I satisfied?" "I have it all." "Why can't I hold onto it?" "[Sigh]" "Ohh... he'll have got your letter by now." "[Sighs]" "I shouldn't have sent it." "no." "You'll get a message very soon saying he's on his way." "It works for you." "You have a gift for happiness." "Mrs. Arbuthnot..." "I was looking for you." "There's a telegram." "Rose?" "I trust?" "no." "On the contrary." "I am passing on way to Rome." "Will pay my respects." "And who is George Briggs?" "[Lottie] The owner." "It's his house." "He's coming this afternoon." "He's very nice." "[Footsteps]" "Mr. Briggs." "Oh." "We didn't expect you so soon." "the likeness." "I hope I don't look quite so solemn." "It isn't really so much like me." "I can see deeper than most." "You're alike inside." "You and Lottie should get on very well." "too." "La Signora Fisher..." "[Speaking Italian]" "Who's Signora Fisher?" "One of the four of us who are sharing your house." "Four?" "so... dear." "If I had known." "Oh." "Come on." "I'll introduce you to Mrs. Fisher." "No." "Won't she keep?" "Won't you show me around first?" "It's your house." "it's not." "until Monday week." "and I'll show you mine." "now." "Here." "there we are." "[Laughs]" "What?" "Why are you laughing?" "it's like coming home." "but this is your home." "No." "I mean like coming home to a family." "you see." "I'm an orphan." "I'm sorry." "no." "I hope you haven't been one long." "I... well..." "I don't know what I mean." "No." "I..." "I was adopted." "Happily." "But I always missed..." "having a family." "And there's something about you that's exactly my idea of a family." "You're so... warm." "you wouldn't think so if you saw my house in London." "There's nothing warm there." "... not at all." "I'd believe any place you lived in would be exactly like you." "You're not going to tell me that San Salvatore is like me?" "of course." "you must admit it's beautiful." "Here." "Thank you." "[Birds chirping]" "[birds chirping]" "[Mrs. Fisher speaks]" "I've been thinking." "Isn't it better to feel young somewhere than old everywhere?" "Time enough to feel old again when we have to leave this beautiful place." "Mmmmpp." "good gracious." "Child." "[Giggling]" "Excuse me." "Do you-you remember me?" "Mr. Briggs." "Hello." "you must have some tea." "I'll get Francesca to make some fresh." "No." "I'm sorry." "I'm forgetting myself." "it's very natural." "I..." "I'll go along and ask Francesca." "don't you go." "Francesca. um..." "I thought I'd just look in and make sure you were all comfortable." "Mr. Briggs?" "[Briggs] At a hotel at Mezzago." "no." "You must stay here." "It's your home." "You can have Kate Lumley's room." "Mrs. Fisher?" "Kate Lumley isn't actually in it." "she isn't. and that's a very narrow room. she would probably never get out." "[Laughter] you must stay here." "you must. especially with three such lovely hostesses." "isn't there?" "[Mrs. Fisher] Uh...yes." "Mr. Briggs." "the owner." "We've invited him to stay the night." "if there's room and... another man." "Looks like a grabber." "grab." "There's Kate Lumley's room." "Mrs. Fisher?" "not if I can help it." "Then I join in the invitation." "thank you." "if you'll let me." "I'd be delighted." "Good." "my dear?" "Mr. Briggs." "yes...uh we can easily send Domenico." "Mrs. Arbuthnot." "[Mrs. Fisher] Mr. Briggs... mmm." "Do tell Caroline about the oleander tree." "well... um... oleander just here." "my father... many years ago... stuck his cherry-wood walking stick into...uh..." ""this is where we'll have an oleander. it-the stick began to sprout." "And it was... an oleander." "Is that true?" "It doesn't matter." "It's such a pretty story." "it is." "He seemed very taken with Rose." "He certainly didn't grab like the rest of them." "I'm pleased." "I'm very pleased." "Of course I'm pleased." "[Humming]" "[Puffs]" "Gerald?" "Gerald Arundel." "It can't be." "[Huffing and puffing] my goodness." "Caroline..." "I didn't expect" "What are you doing here?" "dear Caroline." "Your mother told me where you were. ... see how you were... if that's all right." "Didn't Mother tell you I was having a rest cure?" "she did." "That's why I didn't come earlier." "Left it till near dinnertime." "Didn't want to intrude." "I thought you might be bored." "I'm not." "I do apologize for barging in like this." "no." "I'm rather glad to see you." "Tell me all about Mother." "She's taken to wearing a wig." "A wig?" "Blond." "She looks rather like Brunhilda." "[Sighs]" "Ahh." "or I'll never be ready in time." "Don't worry about me." "I'd just like to have a sit after that walk." "See you at dinner?" "Do do-do do do-do do-do" "do do" "do do-do do-do-do" "[Victrola plays]" "Just a song at twilight when the lights are low and the flickering shadows softly come and go though the heart be weary and the day be long still regard at twilight comes love's old song comes love's old sweet song" "[Snoring]" "Frederick?" "[Whispering] Frederick." "Rose." "I knew you'd come." "When did you start?" "Start?" "Yesterday morning." "You started right away then." "yes." "didn't you?" "Your letter?" "Very quick." "Sweetheart..." "I'm so glad you came." "I am sorry." "I" " I didn't mean to..." "Mr. Briggs." "I'm damned." "This is my husband..." "Frederick Arbuthnot." "I thought you were widow." "No." "Why?" "um... so many women seem to be... this is Mr. Briggs." "He owns the castle." "How do you do?" "how do- um..." "[Dinner gong]" "We'd better go on." "Ohh... come on." "We mustn't be late for dinner." "Not like Caroline." "Caroline?" "She's always late." "Lady Caroline Dester." "She's one of my friends." "dear?" "Never better." "[Chuckles]" "Do-do do-do it would be undoubtedly best if one's outward appearance but so often they don't." "One can't have everything." "even." "But do I show it?" "Rose?" "You did." "but here you are." "Lottie." "It's this place." "It's a tub of love." "Ha ha ha ha ha!" "What?" "A tub of love." "this is Caroline." "I'm Frederick Arbuthnot" "Frederick Arbuthnot." "My name's Frederick Arbuthnot." "I'm Rose's husband." "I've just come down to see her." "yes." "Hmm." "How nice." "And I'm late on your very first evening." "Do forgive me." "Uh-huh." "[Ringing dinner bell]" "Mmm." "Isn't she beautiful?" "Love... yes." "it's a great thing to get on with one's loving... and not to waste time." "I suppose you think Rose's husband is just rather ordinary man." "He isn't." "Isn't he?" "No." "Rose sees through all that." "She sees what we can't see because she loves him." "we must be friends forever and forever." "[Sobbing]" "Oh!" "uh..." "Mr. Arbuthnot." "I think Rose is waiting for you." "hello." "Who's that?" "It's me-Caroline Dester." "Ah." "I hope I'm not disturbing you." "no." "No." "Forgive me." "I couldn't help noticing how miserable you seemed." "Was it the unexpected arrival of Mr. Arbuthnot?" "yes." "died." "so many men died." "Yes." "So many." "um... but I'm rather shortsighted." "Indeed?" "the war." "Oh..." "Does it give you any pain?" "no." "Absolutely not." "but it does rather mean you know." "They all seem rather hazy somehow. and it did rather seem to me that Mrs. Arbuthnot was... wonderful... inside." "Wonderful inside?" "Yes." "That's important." "Yes." "what the devil." "It's too beautiful a night to be miserable." "Though I do miss the stars." "No!" "Sorry." "I had to grab you." "All my dead friends don't seem worth reading tonight." "but always the same." "but they have one terrible disadvantage- they're all dead." "I'm tired of the dead." "I want the living." "my dear." "I was feeling a little melancholy." "Where are the others?" "Mrs. Fisher." "all sorts of pairs." "Mrs. Fisher." "We're going to be very good friends." "Lottie." "I see it." "Then we will be." "Where exactly are the others?" "the Roses are in love in the Rose garden." "The Roses?" "my dear?" "Mellersh." "The Arbuthnots." "And the Carolines- the who?" "then." "The Briggses?" "are you mad?" "They never set eyes on each other before today." "That's why they're able to go ahead." "Go ahead?" "Mellersh." "I see them as the Briggses." "my dear?" "It's so sad to leave here." "my dear." "You go on." "Are you sure?" "and I'll join you presently." "All right." "Mind your step here." "Such a beautiful place." "Marvelous." "Wait for Lottie." "One last look." "domenico." "Grazie." "Mrs. Fisher!" "Yoo-hoo!" "Come on!" "[Speaking Italian] the whole country seemed to dress itself in white. and the fragrance of the acacias." "Even after we'd got to the bottom of the hill we could still smell the acacias." "We could smell them even when we reached London." "But that's another story."