Downton Abbey

Thank God. Yes. Thank God.

And you.

How do we speak to him? Normally.

How do you think you speak to him?

Do we pretend prison never happened?

I don't think that'll be necessary.

Welcome back, Mr Bates.

I've waited a long time to say that. Thank you, Mr Carson.

Too long. Give us your coat.

Oh, Mrs Patmore, can you find something for Mr Bates to eat?

I certainly can. Daisy! Ivy! Stir your stumps!

Who's Ivy? The new kitchen maid.

Thomas. Still here, I see.

Mr Barrow, now, Mr Bates. And, yes, I'm still here.

And busy as a bee.

There have been some changes since er... since you've been away.

You will have heard about Lady Sybil.

Yes, I've heard.

Anna took a letter from me to her Ladyship.

There we are. Thank you, Mrs Patmore.

Can we all have one of those?

Welcome back, Mr Bates. Thank you, Daisy.

Something nice?

The editor's written back, repeating his offer.

He asks if I'm ever in London.

Why not? You could see Rosamund and buy some new clothes.

He only wants to persuade you to write for his horrible paper.

Still, I think I will go.

It seems rude not to in a way and I haven't been to London for ages.

Excuse me.

Please don't encourage her.

I think it's a good idea.

I gather you've trapped poor old Jarvis into a meeting.

It won't take long. But he is the agent

and there are things we must get started on, if you agree.

Well, I'm glad you still think my agreement has a part to play.

Are you sure you wouldn't rather just cut and run, like me?

Bates! My dear fellow!

I didn't know you were here already! They let you out at dawn.

Thank you for sending Anna in the car.

Oh, nonsense. Where have they put you?

In my old room, m'lord. That won't do.

I'll ask Jarvis how far they've got with finding a cottage. Thank you.

About Thomas? I'll sort it out, Bates. I promise.

But in the meantime you just rest.

Stay in bed. Read books.

But you didn't walk out of my luncheon when Robert asked you to.

Well, that luncheon was to support Cora in her grief.

It did not seem appropriate to let the whole thing

end in chaos and a quarrel.

So you don't think I should have given Ethel a second chance?

I do not criticise your motives, but did you really consider?

Ethel is notorious in the village.

I don't think so. I know so.

You have surrounded this house with a miasma of scandal

and touched all of us by association.

I think one must fight for one's beliefs.

And is poor Ethel to be the cudgel by which you fight your foes?

Ah, Ethel.

I was just telling Lady Grantham how your cooking has come on.

I'm studying, m'lady. These days, a working woman must have a skill.

But you seem to have so many.

I don't see how you can just sack him.

He's done nothing wrong.

He can't have expected to stay my valet once Bates was released.

Ask Carson. He'll have some ideas.

Poor little girl.

Has Branson said anything more about moving out?

How can he move before he's found a job? How can you want him to?

He's our responsibility now, Robert - he and the baby.

We owe that to Sybil.

I must get on. I've got this meeting with Jarvis and Matthew.

Have you got any plans, Mr Bates?

It's rather early to say. His lordship suggested I have a rest.

I expect you'll be looking for something to do, Mr Barrow.

Now that Mr Bates is back.

They're showing a film tonight in the village hall. Way Down East.

It's about a woman who survives in the wilderness

through her own wits and courage. Blimey. They've stolen my story!

Lillian Gish is in it. I like her.

There's a late showing tonight at half past ten,

for the local servants. What about it?

Are you going Jimmy? Sounds a bit soppy, to be honest.

Well, I'm not going with Alfred on my own.

My mum wouldn't like it. She would not and nor would I.

You may go if Madge or Alice will go with you.

But not otherwise. All right. If Mrs Patmore agrees.

Straight there and back mind.

This means the overhaul of every part of the estate we hold in hand

and some large new parcels in addition.

All in an instant.

But don't you see? If we invest in new machinery,

new methods and new techniques,

the whole estate must benefit by it.

And as for taking new lands in hand, we won't be running it separately.

We'll find another use for some of the farmhouses...

This is ridiculous! Downton has existed for hundreds of years in perfect harmony.

We have worked with the farmers as partners.

Now you want to blow it all to smithereens!

Of course I don't, but - If I may, my Lord?

Mr Crawley, you are very new to our way of life here.

I beg your pardon!

There's no point biting Jarvis's head off. You are new to it.

Must I remind you of the state the place was in a few months ago?

That was nothing to do with the way we run it!

The money was lost in a bad investment.

And you've been bailing the place out with Cora's fortune. You have been for years.

Downton must be self-supporting if it's to have a chance of survival!

Well, you've given us plenty to think about. Hasn't he, Mr Jarvis?

He has indeed, Lord Grantham.

Why would I persuade your father otherwise when I agree with him?

How can you say that when you keep telling me to find something to do?

I meant run a local charity

or paint watercolours or something.

Well, I'm going to London to see the editor tomorrow

and if I like him then I'm going to say yes.

I don't want to fall out with Papa,

but I don't want to be invisible either.

I've had enough of it.

Very well. I'm coming up tonight. I'll see what I can do.

But I want a favour in return.

Ethel? What's the matter?

I had rather a nasty encounter in the village, that's all.

What sort of encounter? Mrs Bakewell refused to serve me.

In the end her husband did, but it wasn't very nice.

We shall take our business elsewhere.

There's no need for that, Ma'am. I'm used to it.

You shouldn't have to be.

Are you all set for this evening?

If you mean have I allowed Ivy to go out when it's not her half day,

I have, but why, I could not tell you.

Bring them all home safe.

If that's Bechamel, why don't you use parsley or mace?

I do. But I boil it in the milk beforehand.

I made it last night. Oh, leave her alone, you big ninnie.

There's nothing wrong with a man who can cook.

Some say the best cooks in the world are men.

And do we think this sad beanpole will be the best cook in the world?

Why do you always feel the need to be so unpleasant, James?

What's Alfred ever done to you?

Er... you can take in the fish and meat tonight.

James can follow with the sauce.

But I should be the First Footman. Of course you should.

Listen to her! You're taller than him!

You've been here longer than him!

Why are you taking her to the pictures when she talks like that?

Well, I've got the tickets now, so...

Don't get up.

How's the Christening going?

It's all arranged with the Catholic Church in Ripon.

Weren't you going to tell us?

You and Matthew?

I didn't think the others would want to know.

Please give them a chance to behave properly.

I wondered if you'd be a Godmother?

Am I allowed to be?

As long as at least one of them is Catholic

and my brother's coming over.

He'll stay in the village.

No, he won't. He'll stay here.

He's a bit of a rough diamond.

I'm very fond of diamonds.

I still can't believe I'm here. I keep pinching myself.

Believe.

Which one would be ours?

Well, they won't move Mr Chirk or the Tripps,

but Mrs Bow wants to live in the village, so we might get hers.

None of which solves the problem of what I'm going to do.

Your job, of course. They'll have to give Thomas his notice.

Mr Barrow. Mr 'Stick-It-Up-Your-Jumper'.

He'll have to go.

Revenge is sweet.

Look at him. He can't even balance it.

Oh, leave him alone. Up you go.

It's a flipping insult. Just cos he's ten foot tall.

You're right. I've got a good mind to...

Don't do anything you'll regret.

These things can be managed, but not by losing your temper.

You make a cosy couple, I must say.

I don't think so. It's not what I've heard.

Alfred says he's always going on about you.

Silly sloppy stuff.

Alfred's sick and tired of it and no wonder.

Well, he's making it up.

Have it you own way.

Right, don't put them like that.

They've got to be able to get hold of them.

That's why I've asked Mr Murray to come up.

You've asked Murray to come here without consulting me?

I felt I wasn't explaining things well and I know he can.

Oh, lovely. What a treat.

Oh my, your ladyship! No, no fuss, no fuss.

Just scrape me down and get me a spare napkin.

I'll take that.

I saw your cook in the village today, Isobel. She seemed upset.

Yes. Mrs Bakewell was rather unkind.

It seems a pity that even in this pretty little village,

people can be so unforgiving.

Some people are unforgiving, others are insensitive.

What time do you leave in the morning?