Upstairs Downstairs

And what's your heart's desire, Mr Landry?

I'd rather like to dance with you.

Was that quite proper? No such word in my vocabulary.

I hold you in too much regard to see you throw your reputation away.

What could you possibly gain from this?

He's the sort of man who wouldn't forbid me anything.

I can never see you again.

There are things that are dearer to you, I know. I understand.

You're a good man,

good men are few and far between.

Did you tell her that we'd kissed?

I have no intention of having a baby.

The German Ambassador's been crowing.

The Germans have ears everywhere.

We can get ourselves visas

and passage on a boat and get as far away from this as possible.

We couldn't do that.

Why not?

Of course, it should really be pink champagne.

But as neither of us are drinkers...

I chose to work on the ambulances

as a matter of conscience.

You're not the man I thought you were.

Pritchard, are you quite well? No.

What's that?

Orange juice.

We need to get you in practice.

Oranges are ten a penny, where we're going.

John!

Is something amiss, your ladyship?

Straight downstairs, both of you, as quickly as you can.

Mr Pritchard's unwell.

I had to fetch the salts for Mrs Thackeray in the night.

She reckons it was cooked meats.

It isn't food that made him ill. It's drink.

She never said she was coming! Just shift!

What the...?

Agnes is home.

Oh, my God. Hallam. Can you get up? I'll explain in a moment.

This is at an end. It was at an end last night.

You don't have to trust me, Hallam!

We break rules together.

Not any more.

We had a matron did this at Barnardo's once.

She was heavier than him.

Agnes? When did you arrive?

And what in the name of God is wrong with Pritchard?

It's all under control, sir.

I thought he was teetotal! Well, he clearly isn't any more.

Holland. We are to sign the Defence Pact with the Poles.

Appeasement is at an end.

Then war is inevitable, Foreign Secretary.

I fear that is the case. Our country needs the best that we can give.

And we shall not fail it. I will be with you directly. Sir.

Is there really no stopping it? No turning back?

I always said that conflict could only be postponed.

Then we shall face it together.

This isn't your responsibility, your ladyship! Where's Mrs Thackeray?

Indisposed! Sir Hallam must have breakfast,

and it would seem that Beryl is still asleep.

She was snoring when I left her! Go back upstairs,

and if she isn't out of bed, pull the covers off her!

Ah. It would seem that Beryl requires no help

with her waking arrangements.

Harry, take the car round as soon as possible, please.

Don't keep Sir Hallam waiting. Your ladyship.

Beryl, it's perfectly obvious

where you spent the night. And I'm afraid I don't approve.

I'm very sorry, your ladyship, but if you don't approve,

that's because you've made assumptions.

I'm obliged to make assumptions!

I'm your mistress, I'm responsible for your moral welfare!

Well you aren't going to be my mistress for much longer!

When our special licence comes through,

I'm getting married to Harry and we're going to America!

Ah. And were you planning on giving formal notice at any point?

I always work two weeks in hand.

I could forgo my wages if you want me to.

It's not a question of what I want.

This is my house and I am entitled to know what goes on under its roof!

You don't know the half of what goes on under its roof!

And I don't just mean below stairs, either.

I don't like the tone of that remark.

There's a lot you wouldn't like the tone of.

But it's not up to me to tell you.

You can't cut me off. You can't shove me away

just because your wife's come home!

My wife? Or your sister?

I'm not shoving you away.

I'm walking away from a lethal situation.

Persie, who have you been talking to?

Who have you been passing information to?

I haven't!

"Admiral Acronym"...

a nickname only used inside the Foreign Office.

Does that mean anything to you?

Should it?

I've drawn my own conclusions.

You wanted this.

Now you can leave for America. I just want to know when.

Agnes? Blanche! When did you get back? This morning.

I couldn't stay away... the situation's so much worse.

Where are you? Where have you been?

The children's refuge camp at Pakefield. It's overflowing.

I've been trying to get to Pamela.

Are they going to requisition her asylum? They already have.

I've hired a car, but some of the roads have been blocked off.

Do your utmost. I want the family home.

I rather think Hallam had hoped I'd make a home elsewhere.

The family. And that includes you.

I need us all to be together.

Hadleigh, I want a review of all surveillance information.

If the Germans have started calling Drax "Admiral Acronym",

they've been talking in back rooms

to someone with connections to this office.

I'm sorry, Sir Hallam, but we're about to go war!

My department's stretched thinner than cat gut.

I need to see if we can trace that leak!

Why now, sir? Why today?

Because Britain is aligned with Poland.

Germany looks to Russia. The clock is ticking,

and I don't want the blood of my country on my hands.

Any particular names, sir?

Persephone Anne Towyn. Lady.

Start with the Ribbentrop files. Autumn, '36.

Has her ladyship indicated how I might be disciplined?

No.

But she will.

I should think Miss Whisset'll have an opinion and all.

Miss Whisset and I parted company

somewhat earlier in the evening.

Because you had a drink?

Or before you had a drink?

In the days when I was in my current condition

rather more often than I have been of late,

I used to find black coffee had but limited effect.

Was there anything that had...

unlimited effect? Water.

We used to joke about it on the Aquitania.

Water, water, everywhere... I'm not joking, Mr Pritchard!

And you wouldn't be either,

if you were thinking clear! Perhaps I don't want to think clear!

I thought you had everything so tidy in your mind!

I thought it was neat, like you keep the cellar.

You showed me how to do things, Mr P. How to keep the mess at bay.

And off the drink.

You taught me self-respect.

And I want to say, "Look at you."

I want to grab the mirror and put it to your face

so you can see what I'm seeing now.

But I don't want to upset you.

I looked up to you, Mr Pritchard!

I'm sorry, Persie. I don't think you should go out.

Not until the situation's clearer. I'll loop the loop if I stay indoors!

Taking tea, and waiting for Armaggedon to arrive!

Why didn't you stay in the country, playing croquet while London burns?

Because Hallam needs me! How was he, whilst I was away?

Preoccupied by the looming conflagration.

He saw all of this coming, he's like the Gypsy Petulengro of Whitehall.

I shouldn't have gone.

It did him good to miss you!

You ought to grab your babies and go to Pa in Wales.

Oh Lord, Persie! I'd rather die than set foot

in that mould-ridden castle!

I thought I might head for Ireland.

Ireland? You don't know a soul in Ireland!

There are racing stables everywhere.

If you fork out for my passage, I'll soon find work.

Persie. That's the most foolhardy thing I've ever heard

and we're not going to fund it.

Well, I can't fund it myself!

I know you can't. You're staying here.

So it would appear!

Here, in perfect, untouchable Eaton Place,

where nothing bad happens, and everyone is safe!

Ugh. Every time I let the iron warm this through

I get a blast of her Mitsouko!

Horrible, clinging scent.

I hope they don't have this in America,

I'll think of her bloomin' ladyship every time I smell it.

Spanish Leather'll remind me of Sir Hallam.

I get punched in the nose with it every single morning.

It'd be Lady Agnes punching him in the nose

if she knew he was at it with a fancy piece.

She should just get off her high horse.

She's got no right making assumptions about me!

Bee.

She's not like us. She's never widened her horizons,

never had a look at how other people live.

To her, the rest of the world is all the same.

Do you think I'm daft, wanting her to respect me?

I respect you. Isn't that what counts?

Put her out of your mind. We're getting married.

We're getting out of here.

Oh, look at love's young dream!

Fetch me the peppermint essence, Beryl,

that luncheon meat's repeating on me something shocking.

Mickey and Minnie seem to have survived our absence.

I never missed feeding them, your ladyship.

I didn't like to think of Master Hector's face