Churchill's Secret

Mama.

Too close, he finds him a bore.

Smiling distance.

5 minute warning.

Nurse Appleyard!

- I've got to go Rosie, I'm late for John. - Millie, please.

It's Mr Donaldson, I don't know what's happening.

Get Dr Stroud, he'll be on his way out heading for the Masons Arms on Praed Street.

And wear that.

Run, Rosie.

Signor De Gasperi.

In drinking to your health and that of the whole Italian nation

I am mindful that the first people

to conquer these islands in 43 AD

we British have long memories, you know

were the Romans.

Men from your country built a better way of law and order.

A land free from barbarism.

And gave us hot baths.

Which, throughout my long and not uneventful life

I have, as my wife would confirm, partaken twice a day.

Thank you.

I'm sorry you missed John.

He'll see more than enough of me when we're married.

I dunno what I'm gonna do when you're in Australia.

Well, I've not gone yet.

I just panicked in there.

Don't blame yourself.

We did everything we could.

Everyone has their time.

We who have lived through two terrible wars

and now live in the precarious days of the hydrogen bomb

understand the need to build a lasting peace between nations.

Therefore, at the Bermuda conference this summer, I will seek American support

for my personal approach to secure peace

with the new leaders of Soviet Russia

in this, in, in these...

Po...

Our po...

In uh, post...

Post-Stalin days.

And in the spirit of peace, I give you Signor De Gasperi

and the nation of Italy.

Signor De Gasperi and the nation of Italy.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Prime Minister invites you to retire to the state drawing room.

- Prime Minister, are you alright? - What?

Glass of water, perhaps.

- Would you excuse me for just one moment? - Yes.

Was I laplump? Was I la...

- Were you what, sir? - The sp, spe...

The speech went very well, sir.

Are you alright?

- Darling? - Uh, yes, darling?

Would you excuse me a moment?

- Christopher, don't let the waiters in. - Of course.

Winston, do you think you're able to stand up?

- He needs an ambulance, Mama. - He needs his doctor.

Get Lord Moran, Jock, make our excuses to the Italians and clear the house.

What Italians?

Just hold my hand, Winston, hmm? Just hold my hand.

Would you give his apologies to De Gasperi and get them to leave.

Of course.

- Rab. - Jock, what's going on?

We've got the Americans on the phone, Rab

and we could do with clearing the house, actually.

Would you give Christopher a hand?

Thanks.

- Lord Moran. - Jock.

We've been trying you all night, Charles. Where the hell have you been?

Sussex. Just got your message half an hour ago, what's happened?

Lord Moran, Prime Minister.

Good morning, Winston.

How are you feeling?

I was thinking about Bermuda.

Let's get you just sitting down, shall we?

- Where exactly is it? - Not my subject, I'm afraid.

Just sitting, sitting on the edge.

On the edge, that it. Good, good, gently.

- How are you feeling? - Good, good.

Now, Winston, could you, could you just grasp my fingers here?

Just here.

And with this hand, with your left, that's good.

- Where are my cufflinks? - You're wearing them, Winston.

Ah.

I'm sure it's just tiredness.

He's exhausted, Mary. He's 78.

And being Foreign Secretary as well while Eden's ill.

- What's his first appointment? - Cabinet at 11.

Cancel it.

I think we should wait for Lord Moran's report.

- Could you raise both arms for me? - If I must.

Raise them both, gently, good.

Both arms, Winston, both arms.

Both, yes, good.

Good. That's fine, now, just relax, just drop. Now...

Do you remember a few years back

you found it difficult to squeeze the paint out of the tubes?

- The Monte Carlo clutch, yes. - Well, this could be the same.

Well, just give me a pill.

You put in up in Monte Carlo with your red pills.

Yes, well, I'll give you something, but...

then you must rest up 'til we find out what's going on.

Very nice. I like to be serenaded when I'm working.

Now the brain is a very delicate and complicated thing.

Billions of connections.

Billions!

- Very precise, is that a medical term? - No, behave.

If my brain's got billions of connections, then quite a few will still be working.

I've only ever needed half a dozen to take a cabinet meeting.

What did the Americans want last night?

Nothing serious.

Eisenhower wanted to go through the social arrangements.

A little bird tells me Moran is here.

Yes. Just routine.

He's an old man, Chris. We love him, but it's time he stood aside.

Let Eden take the strain, for his own good, as well as the party's.

But Anthony's in no shape to take over at the moment, is he?

He's in America, getting his gall bladder fixed.

Your man's sicker than Winston.

He'll be alright after he's been under the knife.

- And when is that? - Tonight.

- Is the Bermuda conference first? - Fourth, Prime Minister.

Korea first, then German elections, then commercial television.

- Stay close. - Let's let them in.

Is it another stroke?

That's what I suspect.

Now, he needs complete rest, so this Bermuda trip next week is perfect.

Three weeks at sea, no distractions.

- I'll go and see him. - I'm afraid he's taking cabinet.

- You let him take cabinet? - I couldn't stop him.

He's your patient, Charles! It's your job to stop him.

There was nothing I could do.

There was just one other thing.

He was singing.

- Singing? - Yeah.

"I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles".

The thing to stress in Bermuda, Prime Minister,

is that your approach will not be seen as unilateral.

If they see is as a personal crusade by yourself, they'll block it.

But it has to presented as a united diplomatic effort.

Obviously. What's next?

- They are onto Bermuda now. - That's more than halfway through.

Seems to be going smoothly as far as we can tell.

What's he got for the rest of the day?

We've cancelled the German trade lunch, so Prime Minister's questions at 2

- which we hope he'll be alright for. - What if he isn't?

What if he starts singing in front of the whole house?

Charles is recommending complete rest, so...

I'm taking him away today to where he'll be properly looked after.

I suppose we could say he's gone to Chequers early to prepare for the summit.

No.

You can't get away from anything there, I'm taking him home.

Chartwell?

Millie, there's a policeman from the special branch with Dr Strand.

- They want to see you. - Me?

Where are we going?

Priorities on my desk and the rest over there.

Hello? We've arrived. Start putting the calls through.

Who are you?

Er, Nurse Appleyard.

Ah, yes.

Follow me. We haven't much time I'm afraid.

Oh, thank you.

This is her ladyship's bedroom and is strictly off limits

as is the library and the office beyond.

His studio's at the back where he paints

but I don't imagine he'll be doing much of that this weekend.

Where who paints?

- You signed the Act? - I don't know.

I signed something. Those men wouldn't speak to me.

You signed the Official Secrets Act

which means that any discussion of this assignment anywhere, ever

will be severely punished. Do you understand?

Bedroom and study are through here.

- Do you want to see his bedroom? - Excuse me, Mr er...

- Colville. - Colville.

Who lives here?

The Prime Minister.

He'll be here within the hour.

The Prime Minister has had a mild stroke. You're here to look after him for a few days.

Why me?

I've been asking myself the same question, Miss Appleyard.

Wait.

I can't nurse him in here, it's too small.

I need to be able to get round both sides of the bed.

I want the bed moved into this bigger room.

Oh, God! Charles!

- Darling? - Support his head, Clemmy.

- That's it, good. - Darling.

Drive on quickly as you can, Sergeant, we're almost there.

Any minute now.

You're gonna think I'm a bit daft.

What?

Will he mind I didn't vote for him?

- Nurse, quickly. - Oh, take his weight.

Arm under his shoulder.

- Sergeant. There. - Yep.

Mind his arm.

Gently with him.