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-Susan! Sorry. -Oh.
So sorry, have you got the turkey now?
Taxi!
Oh.
You all right?
Never mind.
What a melody.
My God, what a melody.
It's the door at the end of the corridor, sir.
-Ah. -Betty?
-What? -Can I borrow some lippy?
Again? You're terrible.
-Bring it back. -You never gave me mine back last time.
Excuse me, can I...
Nice show tonight, ladies and gentlemen.
-Mmm. -Don't forget, it's the matinee tomorrow.
The half will be at five to 2:00.
Ah.
Hello, Barrow. You got our note?
I-I hope we're not being a nuisance.
Not at all, my lord.
Mr. Dexter.
Hello.
How about a glass of champagne?
You mustn't let us hold you up.
It's so thrilling to be backstage.
Bitter Sweet seems to be a big hit.
We're living in the age of Noel Coward.
Exactly. Although I don't suppose Noel
would put it quite like that.
How would I put it?
-Oh. -We were just saying
how your star shines more brightly with every new show.
-Ah. -Do you know Lord and Lady Grantham,
Lord and Lady Hexham?
-The show was marvelous. -Yes.
Although we're not qualified to judge, of course.
Everyone is qualified to say something nice, Lady Grantham.
Mr. Dexter's dresser used to work for us,
so we thought we'd look in.
Guy made that picture at your house, didn't he?
I so enjoyed it.
I hope you'll return one day to the scene of your triumph.
Oh, we'd like that very much, milady.
And we better run.
We're dining at the new Ivy on West Street.
My favorite haunt if it weren't for the prices.
The last time I dined there,
I asked for the bill and a pistol.
How much was it?
Ten pounds for three of us.
Ten pounds for three people?
Well, I suppose we don't have to go there.
Oh, yes, we do.
We must get a wiggle on if we don't want
-to lose our table. -Yes.
-Thank you. -Bye-bye. -Bye.
-We loved it. -Thank you. -Ah. Thank you.
-Milord. -Goodbye. -Thank you.
The stage door will be closing in 30 minutes.
They're very hearty with each other, aren't they?
Dexter and Barrow?
They must travel a lot together.
That's right, of course.
How long did you work for them?
-Quite a few years. -And were you happy?
Not as happy as I am now.
What a lovely night.
The London season's always good fun.
Then back we go to Downton.
Oh, they're still up?
Oh. There you are.
How was it?
It was a lovely night.
So, we walked back along Piccadilly,
then down through the Green Park.
Oh, we saw what they've built to replace Devonshire House.
You mustn't do too much, not in your condition.
I feel fine. Honestly.
It was good to be out in the air.
It looks as if the new Grosvenor House Hotel
is open at last.
I'm impressed.
It's sad to think of London being stripped
of its private palaces.
It had to happen, Charlie.
What with these new taxes, no one can afford them anymore.
Well, who could that be at this time of night?
No, no, no. I'll get it.
Oh, tell us more about Mr. Dexter's show.
There was one song which keeps
-going round in my head. -Sir, do you have
-something to say about Lady Mary? -Certainly not.
Thank you, Miss Baxter.
Hey, don't let her put you off.
Oh, who was that?
Some fool asking impertinent questions about the family.
I shut the door on him.
It is odd to think tomorrow is your last day.
What will we do when you're no longer here to protect us?
Andrew will-- I should say
Mr. Parker will look after you instead.
How do you feel about your imminent promotion, Andy?
I feel ready.
I've served my years before the mast.
I only hope you're right.
Charlie...
was that about Lady Mary?
Oh, there's bound to be some interest.
After our little exchange, he won't trouble us again.
Hmm.
Lord knows what I'd have worn tonight if it wasn't ready.
You will be a sensation.
Did I hear that one of the Petersfields' daughters
-is engaged? -Gwendolen.
They've just announced it.
Someone nice?
Lord Belsay.
Very suitable.
Oh, Catherine.
You are good to stay in London for Uncle Harold.
Do you think he's finally made sense of Grandmama's estate?
It seems unfair that both Papa and Mama
should lose their mothers in such quick succession.
-At least Papa was there for Granny. -Hmm.
It's been much harder for Mama.
To be the grieving and dutiful daughter
from across the ocean.
All the more reason to hope Harold has settled things.
We've already spent half the money.
That dress won't have helped.
-Hello, Mary. Edith. -Mrs. Vanneck.
-How are you? -Very well.
I saw your parents at the new Lady Rosebery's party.
As full of energy as ever.
Yes, they're holding up.
How are Henry and Bertie?
We're all pretty good, I think.
So, Henry's home from his travels?
Uh, yes.
-Yes, he is. -I'm afraid we have to run,
but we'll give them all your love.
Oh.
Thanks for that.
Happy to help.
Jump on.
I don't mind admitting it.
After tonight, I'll be ready to go back to Downton.
The London season's endless.
I'm worn out.
You enjoy the season. You know it.
I used to, but now the girls are out,
I'm not sure I see the point anymore.
This has just been delivered.
So nice of you all to stay on for my cousin's bash tonight.
An invitation to Petersfield House feels like
quite a hot ticket.
I'm glad they've held on to their HQ.
-Not for much longer. -Oh, no.
The Petersfield ball has been an institution all my life.
You can't blame them for not wanting to run
a fully staffed house the size of Selfridge's
in order to give one party a year.
I suppose not.
It's been a while since we've seen Mr. Levinson.
He's been busy settling my late grandmother's affairs.
He and Mama are both executors,
but with the estate being in America,
it's really fallen to him.
I'm sure he and Her Ladyship can manage things between them.
You must tell me when it's too much for you.
I can always share Baxter with Mama
until the baby's born.
There's time yet, and anyway, I've done it before.
Right.
I think that's everything, milady.
Last day with Carson in charge.
And Mrs. Patmore leaves in a few weeks.
But I think Parker will do well enough,
even if it will feel strange without Carson.
Things change, milord,
and somehow, we must change with them.
Very true.
Did you see they're pulling down Dorchester House?
We used to go there a lot when the Reids had it.
But plenty of families are throwing in the towel.
I hope Grantham House is in no danger.
How long has it been in the family?
Oh. We bought it in about 1760,
and my grandfather rebuilt it in 1854.
-Quite a time. -You're right.
Quite a time.
And that means something to me.
Would you tie this?
Darling, how nice you look.
But I wish you were coming home with us tomorrow.
Someone needs to be here to welcome Uncle Harold
when his ship gets in.
I'll give him dinner and bring him north for the weekend.
The weekend?
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