The Halcyon

You look tired.

I've had better days.

Oh, the perils of a double life.

Updated estimates.

Sorry, they'll need to be added to tomorrow's charts.

Wonderful.

Don't work too late.

Transatlantic convoys...

departure dates.

There doesn't seem to be anything for arrivals.

Well he's a cocktail waiter.

He can only do so much.

Then perhaps you need to move up the food chain.

No, he's still useful. You'll get what you want.

I trust my efforts will be reflected in my fee.

You're not a man complicated by ideology, Mr. D'Aberville.

I like that about you. Fill in the blanks...

and then we'll talk.

I know I have to go back to work,

but you should be resting.

I'm supposed to be presenting to his aide-de-camp tomorrow morning.

So I doubt even a direct hit would cut it as an excuse.

I'll have some coffee sent up then.

Come.

I'm starting to think I might be quite lucky.

These sands are moving fast

No time left in my hourglass

No hopes for you and me

They're long gone, they left without apology

Nothing can stop these

Cold clock hands

From turning

Pray it won't stop these

Falling sands

Raining down

I just wanna be good

Cos I know that I should

Wanna be good

If only I could

I want to be good

I don't wanna be bad

Make my daddy mad

Don't wanna confuse the guys and the booze

With the troubles I've had...

It's quite beautiful. I'm glad you like it.

I should have consulted you.

Why? Well, I'd like you to take over the organisation

of the hotel's anniversary celebrations.

It's a big event, the biggest we've ever had,

but I think you're ready for it. Yes, absolutely.

Ooh, it's chilly out there. Good evening, Mr. D'Aberville.

Her Ladyship's waiting for you in the bar.

Excellent.

You have something for me, Mr. Joshi?

I obtained the rest of those figures.

Well I think that calls for champagne. I'm finished with this.

No, you're not.

And please remember I like my service with a smile.

Smile.

Your Ladyship. I want to be good

Thank you.

Ow. Bloody things.

Just like Cinderella.

Hardly.

And sorry, staff only back here. They're big on the rules.

Come out front then. Have a drink.

No, I'm fine, thank you. Please.

I insist.

The lady said she's fine.

Of course.

No offence intended. And none taken.

Enjoy your evening.

"The lady says she's fine."

I've packed your sandwiches.

We'll speak on the phone every day,

sometimes twice. I didn't know Dora was being evacuated.

Peggy feels it isn't safe here any more,

especially after Billy.

You have to be a big girl.

For me. Look at me.

And for Billy.

Come on now.

Wave bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Nah, she doesn't want me sticking my nose in.

Mr. Feldman.

No, you... you do it...

It's Chertsey.

That's not so far.

Seems a long way to me.

They said it couldn't be done, but he proved them wrong.

The first US president to be elected to a third term.

And yet here in London there is still little cause for celebration...

as Roosevelt vows...

not to send any American boys into foreign wars.

I asked one hard-working English woman

what she thought of the President and she said...

Erm, he seems like a nice man?

Uh! She said...

that she hoped the President could hear her prayers from all the way across the water.

It's called artistic licence.

It's called making things up.

How can I help you, Miss. Garland?

Well, I've been put in charge of the Halcyon's Golden Anniversary party

and I wanted to run my ideas past someone before I present them to Lady Hamilton.

And as I work in the entertainment industry...

Well, as you spend most of your time in bars but... that works too.

I'd ask you to discuss it over dinner and drinks

but I know what your answer to that one will be.

Yes.

Yes? It would have to be tonight though as I'm volunteering tomorrow.

But you're saying yes.

Was that wrong of me? Should I have said no? I can always change my answer.

No.

Yes is good.

We can work with yes.

Good morning.

How may I help you?

Maybe they're going to give you a promotion?

I'm just presenting facts and figures.

Doesn't mean they can't promote you at the same time.

Toby, I think what your mother is trying to tell you in her own unique way

is that she's proud of you. We both are.

If they do promote you, you can get yourself a decent suit.

I apologise for the interruption, Lady Hamilton.

This gentleman would like a word with Mr. Hamilton.

Oh? Hello.

How can I help you? Not here.

Right, OK, let me just...

Mr. Garland, who are these men? Mr. Mortimer is from MI5.

He has a warrant from Special Branch to have Toby's room searched.

And you let him in here? It's unacceptable!

Has something happened to my brother?

It's not about your brother, Mr. Hamilton, just you.

Wait!

They have a warrant, there's nothing we can do.

What are they looking for? I'll make some telephone calls.

Good God, what are you doing?!

That belongs to my son. You have no right. Priscilla,

you need to contact Freddie. Go and telephone your son.

They must stop...

No, no, no, no. I'll see what I can find out.

I appreciate it's difficult but if you do hear anything...

Mortimer, yes.

Thank you.

Beauty. I want her. I see.

You're the band leader, aren't you?

Sorry to ask, it's just um, you boys all look a little alike to me.

If you say so.

Tell me, what's the situation between you and that delightful young singer?

We're friends.

You seemed a little more than friends.

With all due respect, that is our business and no-one else's.

With all due respect, we let you come here, to England,

and you're pawing away at our women.

There's no respect there at all, is there?

If you'll excuse me, I need to get to work.

My God, they put a suit on an ape and it thinks it's better than us.

I'm talking to you, Sambo. Don't turn your back on me.

Argh!

What have you done? Nothing.

Did you tell Toby? Did you tell anyone?

No, I swear.

If you ruin this for me, I will destroy you. Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Good.

Good boy.

You know, they once tried to shut down the coffeehouses in London.

Long time ago.

It was the 17th century. Charles II.

Ah. An educated man.

Then I suppose you know why they wanted to close them.

They were seen as... gathering places

for potentially subversive activity.

"Potentially subversive activity."

Very well put.

I don't understand. What is it that you think I've done?

We've discovered some information has been leaked from the Admiralty,

information that could only have come from your department.

It could have led to the destruction of many of our key ships in the Atlantic.

What? No, that's...

Surely you don't think I had anything to do with it?

It's a small department.

Were you close to your father?

No.

You understand why I'm asking you that though...

given his Nazi sympathies.

Yes.

Five people in your department

and one of them has leaked the information.

So, take a few minutes.

Think hard on who that might be.

It's called The Dorsia. You've never been?

Well, I've heard of it.

You'll love it. It's good food, good wine, good company.

I am starting to regret saying yes. Hmm.

Freddie.

Do you know where they've taken him? Taken who?

Lord Hamilton. I have some information.

Mr. O'Hara? Of course.