Indian Summers

- Sooni, I love you. - and, I admire you.

Lend me your wife, just for an evening.

The cost of running a fine house.

This really is very good of you, Charlie.

Tell me where my wife goes, who she speaks to.

Your husband is a proper so and so, isn't he?

Why do we put up with them all?

- I can't lose you again. - You won't.

Go!

No! Get back!

Get back!

Come on!

Enough, enough! Friend, you go back in there,

I'm not going in after you. You understand me?

- Did you see? - Who?

Who do you see?

Jaya. Jaya!

What do you know of that woman?

What's your name?

Ah! Wait!

No, wait!

Wait!

I have to go, big day.

Oh, come on. They're all big days.

Two minutes.

Do as you're told.

All right.

Hey.

Come.

Alice!

- Do you know what happened today? - What happened today?

It was Tony's last morning at the bank.

Then we'll be off home before too long

and this adventure will come crashing to a halt and I woke up

in the night and I got to thinking of the day I sailed to India...

I stood on the deck looking back at Tilbury, my son in my arms,

a few pounds in my pocket, bitterly cold...

I was so happy.

I'd done something, you see.

- I decided what I wanted to do... - Alice.

- .. and I'd bloody well done it. - Alice.

There's a train that leaves for the plains tomorrow morning.

I'm taking Percy with me.

- You can't just leave. - Why not?

- You need to have a plan. - No, no.

All you need is the will to do it.

- Where will you even go? - We'll get as far as Bombay,

then we'll get on a boat... We'll plough on.

No, he'll find you again, he'll come after you.

- You can't just go! - Why not?

I did it before.

Come with me, if you like.

We can leave the past behind.

You, too.

Aafrin?

I mean, you don't...

have to.

I have my family to think of.

Aafrin?

There's never any time, is there?

Go on. Run along.

You should get out to the club.

- Sir? - We'll talk when we're up.

Did you hear the latest?

No, I don't think so.

This morning, Cynthia awoke to the most frightful shock.

Some local hero has hoisted the Indian flag

in the middle of Cynthia's lawn.

Aren't you going to take it down?

No, I want to see it, I want them to know what we're up against.

Yes, that's very noble, Cynthia,

but I think everyone is unsettled enough.

I almost prefer it to our own.

Don't you?

No?

Get it down, Kaiser.

It's all right, it's coming down.

It'll be all right, dear.

I can't imagine what my husband would have said.

- He was always the beating heart of this place. - Of course he was.

- He always had such fun here. - Yes, but... - What is it, dear?

Well, how did he actually die?

- No-one seems to be able to explain it. - It was an accident.

- Yes, it was a tragic accident. - He died saving a boy's life.

Chota Matthew, named after you.

- Now cheerfully alive and working in the plains. - Because of your daddy.

But it was a bomb.

- Well... - An explosion, if you like.

Then why does everyone keep calling it an accident?

- That's quite enough of that. - I mean, someone must have made it.

Someone must have meant for it to go off.

- Just like they put up that flag. - There are...

There are some things in this world, young fella, better left unsaid.

Nobody knows why that thing went off, Matthew, or who put it there.

Whoever it was, we will find them. And when we do...

we'll show them we're not afraid.

You know, it still does something to me.

Think of you, all these years, plotting against us. Me.

What you say, Aafrin? Can a man ever change?

I'd like to think it's possible.

I have to know that you are with me.

I want to try it.

Why?

- Excuse me? - Duty?

Or self-preservation?

What about friendship?

Friendship.

Well, I can hardly argue with that, can I?

Tie on or tie off?

Mrs Kumar, tie on or tie off?

I know, I know, it has a life of its own, I'm afraid.

It has a life of its own.

Mr Ian.

Oh, my... God!

She's here, she's here! She's here.

Welcome. My dear Miss Sooni.

- Mr Ian. - I hope you're hungry.

Thank you.

I like to do things for you.

- Do you mind? - Not at all.

So...

.. have you had a chance to consider my proposal?

Mr Ian...

You're my friend, Mr Ian.

My very, very fine friend.

And it is the duty of friends to raise each other up, no?

But...

.. it is also my duty to be honest.

Oh?

And I have to be honest and say...

.. thank you...

- .. but... - No.

I am so sorry.

Truly, I am.

It's all right.

You cannae wish it into life if it's no there.

Will you excuse me?

Come on, everyone, we're going to raise the flag.

Come and stand with us.

- So happy you're back. - Me, too.

Very proud of you, my boy. Very proud.

Thank you, Papi.

Kaiser!

And did those feet in ancient times

Walk among England's mountains green?

And was the holy love of God...

So?

When shall we leave?

What about Canada?

I'm afraid Indians are not warmly welcomed in Canada.

- Australia. - Really?

I could apply for a travel permit.

We could get the boat from Bombay.

Imagine.

What will we do for money?

Because I can't leave my father high and dry,

I have to leave them something to live on, you understand?

It's all right.

Look.

- Where did you get all this? - Doesn't matter, don't ask.

It should be enough for our passage.

- All right. - I still can't believe we're finally going to do this.

Madam? Coo-ee!

Somebody overdo it on Cynthia's punch last night?

Yes, somebody did.

- The beast fights back. Where are you off to? - The bazaar.

Ah, the bazaar, she says, hmm...

I've seen a wooden trike for Percy's birthday.

And who, er, who's paying for the wooden trike?

Sorry, I didn't quite hear you.

- Shall we start again? - Bit bloody late for that, isn't it?

What?

Please may I buy our son a present?

Mmm-mm-mm-mm... no.

- No, I don't think so. - I'll buy the bloody trike.

Oh, er, a word, mine host.

What is it?

The thing is...

.. I've been rather protecting you, old boy.

My present to the bank, sort of...

guarantee, if you like.

But now that I'm leaving, much as I hate to mention figures,

Wilson-Hutchinson has asked that you settle your account.

It's well in the region of four lakhs of rupees.

It's... it's 400,000.

I don't have that kind of money.

What a pickle.

You might want to consider selling the house before the bank steps in.

They do tend to, chhh, slash the price, rather,

to push through the sale.

I'm not selling Chotipool.

I'll see what I can do.

Can't promise anything, but, er, maybe buy you a few more days, eh?

Thank you, Charlie.

- Namaste. - Namaste, sir.

Mr Khan. You seem great.

- Do I? Well, I'm generally quite cheerful around lunchtime. - Yeah.

- Well, I'm a little busy, er... - I know, I know, I know.

- Aren't you going to ask me how I am? - How are you, Mr McLeod?

- She turned me down. - Who turned you down?