Upstairs, Downstairs

Oh, I don't know how I'm gonna mess this blessed fightin'

for her ladyship's blouse.

Eh, eh, Mr. Hudson, your eyes are better than mine.

Oh, let's have a look.

Eh...I think that's about as near as you'll get it, Mrs. Roberts.

Oh, yes, that's much better. Thank you, Mr. Hudson.

- You'd make a good lady's maid for somebody, Mr. Hudson. - No,

Go away with you, Mrs. Bridges.

I just hope Rose is looking after her ladyship properly at Southwold.

Why shouldn't she?

I mean a lady's maid is a lady's maid, and a house maid is a house maid.

Uh, she looked after Miss Elizabeth, after all.

And it's only for this once, Mrs. Roberts.

So that Rose can see something of her family.

- Emily, call Mary. - Long as that's clear.

Coming!

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Have you finished the bedrooms?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Well, that's a good girl. Now pop upstairs to the

morning room and light the fire, will you?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

And quietly, Mary. The master is not to be disturbed while

he's working on his book.

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

That girl hasn't smiled once since she come here.

Aw, it takes a wee bit of time settling into a new place, Mrs. Bridges.

Three months isn't that long.

She looks peeky to me, unhealthy.

Perhaps Edward's been bothering her.

He wants to keep his hands to himself, Edward does.

He wants a damn good hiding, he does.

Huh, huh.

Say hello, (Eleanor).

Oh, it ain't (fol kind you).

- Aw, it's just a bit of fun. - Who for?

Why, now me to get on, see?

Well?...How's it coming along?

Can't seem to get the lumps out.

Well, work it!

Crumble it.

No, no.

Not like that, child.

Like this.

- Ohhh. - It's all in the hands, you see?

No good go picking and poking at it.

If you haven't got the hands for it, your pastry's always gonna

turn out like lead.

- Still working this blooming old pizzy? - Yes.

Only he said to say he'd be dining out at his club tonight.

I don't want to know about dinner. I want to know about lunch.

- Oh, give us a chance. - What?

- He's working on. - Oh.

He'll want something light, then.

That's it. That's his very words. I'm to take it up to him on a tray.

I must say...it's a pleasure to have him here on his own

for once in a while, and he's no trouble.

Specially when he's busy.

Crumble it, girl. Crumble it.

- - You've got a cold?

No sir.

Treacherous weather this time of the year.

Your sure you haven't got a chill?

Quite sure, thank you sir.

What's the matter?

Nothing, sir.

'Scuse me, sir.

Mr. Hudson.

I thought it was too quiet to last.

No peace for the wicked.

Oh, have you done the fire, Mary?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

That's a good girl. You didn't disturb him, I hope?

There we are.

All your own work.

Ah, hah, you did the decorating.

That's half the battle with food. The look of it.

Remember that.

Uh huh, you did the bulk of it.

Now, we don't tell anybody. Just pop it in the oven

and we'll see who knows the difference.

Oh, they'll know.

- I mean it stands to reason. It isn't anybody can make pastry

half as good as yours.

If you're gonna be a cook, there's something else

you'll need to know.

Oh, what's that?

Modesty don't get you nowhere.

You rang, sir.

Yes, Hudson, what's the matter with that house maid?

Mary, sir?

She was crying.

In here, sir?

Just now.

Oh, I'm very sorry, sir. I'll see that it doesn't occur again.

I'm not complaining. I just wonder whether she was ill.

Not that I know of, sir.

Does she get on all right with the other servants?

Well enough, sir.

Anyone at home is it?

I understand she's an orphan, sir.

Then it can't be that, then.

What's she got to be unhappy about?

I couldn't really say, sir.

Well, make it your business to find out, will you Hudson.

We ought to keep the staff reasonably cheerful, eh?

I'll certainly speak to her, sir. I'm sorry this has happened.

How long will it be now, Mrs. Bridges?

About an hour.

Now, you get on peeling the potatoes and washing the cauliflower.

Can't have steak and kidney pie without 'tatoes and cauliflower.

You reckon I'll make a pastry cook one day, Mrs. Bridges?

You may do,...if you remember what I've shown you.

And behave yourself!

Oh, I will!

Eh, put that down, Mary. I want a word with you.

Eh, follow me.

Close the door, Mary.

And sit down here.

Now.

Is that right, what the master has just been telling me?

What about?

You were crying up there in the morning room.

I couldn't help myself, Mr. Hudson.

It just come over me.

The master was quite concerned, you know.

I didn't mean to.

Now, we can't have any of that, Mary.

It won't happen again.

You're not unhappy here, are you?

No.

That young Edward hasn't been pestering you, has he?

Not so you'd notice.

Aw, maybe you caught the rough edge of Mrs. Bridges' tongue.

No, you mustn't mind about that.

She always gets a wee bit aerated when she hasn't got enough to do.

Oh, she's been very civil to me.

You want to tell me what it's all about, then?

I can't.

I don't shock easily, you know.

Honest, I can't.

Oh, you'd be surprised the things I've heard on this job.

Oh, it's got nothing to do with here.

Well, that cuts both ways, Mary.

We've all got our troubles. How we deal with them,

that's our own affair.

But the way of it is when we step over that threshold,

we leave all that behind us. Now is that understood?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

I will not have the master worried. Do you understand?

Yes, Mr. Hudson.

Right, then.

No more of that sniveling and drawing attention to yourself

or there will be trouble.

Thank you, Mr. Hudson.

Off you go Mary.

Mr. Hudson, Mrs. Bridges says we'll be eating in less than an hour.

Yes, all right, Emily.

There's a surprise for our dinner today.

Oh, what's that?

I can't tell you.

I think you're all in this together.

[ Clock chimes, carriage departing ]

Who's that?

Come here.

Mary?

What on earth do you think you're doing?

I was just going out, sir.

At this time of night?

Without Hudson's permission?

- Well? - No, sir.

You know you're not allowed to come and go as you please.

It's not good enough. Come on. Off you go at once.

I'll speak to Hudson.

I image he'll have something to say to you in the morning.

Oh, now, stop that.

Here. Come here.

Come along.

Come in. Sit down.

Here, drink this.

Come on. Come on. You'll like it.

Now, try and pull yourself together.

I'm sorry, sir.

I'm sorry, sir.

Now, heaven's sake stop apologizing.

Well...what's this all about?

I can't tell you, sir.

If I did you'd only give me the sack.

Well, I shall if you don't.

Tears and tantrums and creeping out of the house without permission.

Exactly what's going on?

I...

Well?

I'm gonna have a baby, sir.

Oh.

I'm sorry, sir.

Well, it's a bit late for that now, isn't it?

- You sure? - Yes, sir.

How far has it gone?

Three months, sir.