You take things far too seriously.
There's your aunt. I'll have a word with her.
- Helen, word of advice... - I require no more advice!
Don't take up a sentimental attitude over the poor.
See that she doesn't, margaret.
The poor are poor. One is sorry for them, but there it is.
I'll talk to aunt Juley about tomorrow. Don't you bother.
Girls, aren't you cold?
I am very sorry about Mr. Bast, but you must be civil to henry.
- You, yourself, are a witness. - There may be another side.
Henry is my future husband...
and I must be on his side.
Why are you so bitter?
Because I'm an old maid.
Oh, helen!
Oh, darling!
Margaret will explain.
It isn't true what Mr. Wilcox says, that you want to go away tomorrow?
We must leave tomorrow.
I have business at Howards End...
and my business is now, fortunately, my margaret's.
- That's it. - So this is the famous office.
I had expected something more african.
Heavens no!
Spears, animal skins, and that sort of thing.
I expect this is the imperial part of the Imperial and west african company.
We haven't settled the question of the london house.
- That all depends. - On what?
- When do you want to marry me? - My head's in a whirl!
I hope that my wife... oh. How do you do?
Will give you a decent lunch after you've looked at Howards End.
I can hardly wait to see it, although I almost feel I have.
I don't know in what state you'll find it.
The tenant decamped without arranging for a charwoman to clear up after him.
Yes. I've more than a little bone to pick with the tenant.
Margaret, here's an idea.
Why don't we use Howards End to store your furniture from wickham place...
until you decide what to do with it?
- Would you really? - Good idea?
How kind.
Only until helen and Tibby are settled, of course, Charles.
I hope you won't be disappointed.
It's quite a measly little place. It never really suited us.
Heavens no.
Good. It's lovely!
- Oh dear. - What?
I seem to have forgotten the keys. I've lost the keys.
- We'll have to go back. - Won't you leave me here?
- Sure? - I'll wait for you.
Have a glass of milk at the farmer's. Henry, see she gets some milk.
Good-bye.
- Why did you forget the key? - Sorry.
- Where did you leave it? - It could be with diddums.
Hello.
I took you for ruth wilcox!
I, like mrs. Wilcox?
You have her way of walking...
'round the house.
Henry, I found the teeth! The pig's teeth.
- Where? - The pig's teeth in the bark.
Look. Here. You see?
- Four feet up. - How extraordinary.
Yes, and you chew the bark to kill the toothache.
- What a rum notion. - Surely you knew that.
Did silly miss avery give you a fright?
None of you girls has any nerve.
Did you take her for a spook? She's very odd.
She carries on as if she owned Howards End.
Miss avery has always lived there?
Yes, she grew up on the farm like mrs. Wilcox.
Weren't she and mrs. Wilcox friends when Howards End, too, was a farm?
They say that mrs. Wilcox had a brother. Or was it an uncle?
Anyhow, he popped the question, and miss avery said "no."
If she'd said;'yes," she'd have been Charles' aunt.
That's rather good! Charlie's aunt!
I must chaff him about that.
She's mad about Howards End.
Goodness knows what she'll do when your furniture arrives.
She might fling it all out!
Or she might simply adopt it for Howards End.
Excuse me, sir. Where would I go to inquire about a position?
What position, sir?
- I heard there was one. - Not at this time.
I thought it was you. How do you do?
Why did you never come to see us again? You promised.
This isn't your bank. You took a situation with dempster's.
- Lost it. - Sorry?
I lost the situation. They cut back on their staff.
The last to join, like me, were the first to be let go.
I've been inquiring for another place here.
The way they look at you when you come to ask.
They're sure you've stolen something. A decent person wouldn't be out of work.
It's our fault.
We made you leave the porphyrion. I and my sister and Mr. Wilcox.
Who is at this very moment celebrating his daughter's wedding.
With the maximum of expense and ostentation. I could murder him!
"Murder without is most foul."
How have you been? Any interesting lectures?
He jolly well owes you a situation.
What nice houses you have.
- I like this one, too. - Oniton grange.
- I'm waiting to get it off my hands. - Why?
What is one to do? The shooting is bad, and the fishing is even worse.
Anyway, it's in the wrong part of shropshire.
Are these all wilcoxes?
Heavens no! I bought the place lock, stock and barrel.
The fellow just took the money, and cleared off. To italy, I think.
Some of these are rather good. What do you think?
- They're lovely. - Rather good, isn't it?
- Which? - Top one.
Yes, it's very grand. Rather like you.
So, I'll show you the cellar.
It's very damp.
- Do you have enough ice? - Yes, sir.
Second orders? Good.
All right, this way.
It is difficult to decide what to do about the children.
Charles, as the eldest, will have Howards End.
I'm anxious not to be unjust to the others.
- Of course not. You mean money? - Yes money, since you put it so frankly.
Goodness! We'll never get through all this wine.
- How much have you got? - What?
How much have you got per year? I have 600.
My income?
- Don't you know your income? - Of course I do.
Or don't you want to tell me?
Do it this way. If you were to divide your income into ten parts...
how many parts would you give to Charles, to evie and to Paul?
Go ahead, give away all you can. Be generous.
Divide yours, too.
She'll get her hands on this place as well as Howards End.
It's only her furniture that's gone there.
That's the thin edge of the wedge.
What's to happen to us? Two children to bring up.
Charles, you're pleased about the baby, aren't you?
What? Oh! Pleased as punch!
But it's not going to be easy.
The pater wants to be fair, but money isn't elastic.
What if evie has a family?
Or the pater himself?
What?
Who's there?
Saxon or celt?
It went like clockwork.
;'quite like a durbar," lady edser said.
You did awfully well.
I'm very proud of you. Thank you.
It was very successful.
Who are those people?
Perhaps townspeople come to see the wedding presents.
If you'ii gracefully vanish, I'll deal with them.
What is it? What's wrong? Is Tibby ill?
I found them starving!
- Who? - The basts!
He lost his place.
They reduced their staff, and he was the first to go!
- Yes, thanks to us. We've ruined him! - Are you mad?
If you like, but I'll stand for this no longer.
Two people starving, and all this vulgar show!
Have you actually brought two starving people from london to shropshire?
There was a restaurant car on the train.
Don't be absurd! I won't have such theatrical nonsense!
Yes, how dare you? Bursting into evie's wedding.
My goodness! You've a perverted notion of philanthropy. Look at them.
They think it's some vulgar scandal...
and I must explain, '; no, it's only my sister screaming...
and only two hangers-on of ours she has brought here for no reason."
We want to see Mr. Wilcox.
Mr. Bast, this is an odd business. What view do you take of it?
- There is mrs. Bast, too. - Yes. How do you do?
- She's unwell. She fainted on the train. - I'm so sorry. Won't you sit down?
We don't wish to intrude, but you and your sister have been kind in the past.
My sister has put you in a false position.
Helen, offer them something. Mrs. Bast, won't you have something to eat?
Please.
I would like to do something for them.
- We are, in some way, responsible. - Via Mr. Wilcox.
If you take up that attitude, I'll do nothing. So choose.
If you promise to take them to the hotel, quietly, as my quests...
then I wili speak to henry about finding work for Mr. Bast.
There is to be no more of this absurd screaming.
Well?
All right. I promise.
Very well. Take them to the george, and I'll try.
But, helen...
you have been most self-indulgent.
You have less restraint rather than more as you get older.
Think it over...
and alter yourself.
Or we shant have happy lives.
Let's eat some cake, shall we?
You want some strawberries?
Sorry. Excuse me.
I must see to getting some rooms.
We don't want to be any trouble. We shall come with you.
- Perhaps you'd like to stay? - There's all this pudding.
- Mrs. Bast is extremely tired. - I'm hungry!
Perhaps you should come back for her?
- Will you be all right? - I'll be all right!
Charles, look.
Whoever's that? Pink scarf.
Charles wilcox. How do you do?
Bride or groom?
Pleased to have made your acquaintance.
Champagne, madam?
Helen? Here?
But she refused the invitation. I thought she despised weddings.
- Where is she now? - Gone. I've bundled her to the george.
George hotel? You shouldn't have done that.
She has two of her proteges with her.
Yes, her protege. Well, let them all come.
No, but...
later on I would like to talk to you about them.
Why not now? No time like the present.
Shall i?
Yes, if it isn't too long a story.
It's not five minutes.
But there's a sting at the end of it.
For I want you to find the man some work in your office.
What are his qualifications?
He's a clerk, I think.
- Where was he before? - Dempster's bank.
Dempster's. Why did he leave?
They reduced their staff.
Yes.
I'll see what I can do.
Margaret, this cannot be taken as a precedent.
L can't fit in your proteges or helen's every day. You do understand?
Of course. Of course not.
But he's rather a special case.
Proteges always are, aren't they?
Why, if it isn't henry!
Hello, henry.
Fancy seeing you here.
This is mrs. Bast. I'm sorry, she's a little overtired.
- She's drunk. - Don't you remember jacky?
Henry, aren't you going to say;'hello"?
- Do you know mrs. Bast? - No, I don't!
Know henry?
Who doesn't know henry? We've had some gay old times...
you're drunk!
Are you satisfied? I can now understand your keen interest in the basts.
I congratulate you on your little plan to trap me.
I release you from your engagement. Thank you.
- Here we are. - Please don't bother, my dear.
I'm sure I can manage.
That's all right. I'll do that. I'll do it.
- So that's it. - That is what?
Thank you, dear chap. You were saying?
Henry and I were having the fiercest argument, but I think he's forgiven me.
I don't expect there's much to forgive.
I really must be going, or we should be late.
Thank you so much for the loveliest time.
And hasn't the weather been kind to us?
A lovely day. Thank you very much.
Have a safe journey.
Bye-bye, dolly. You take care of yourself.
I shall.
- Oh, i've forgotten my hat. - It's here, father.
Thank you.
Are the women folk all right?
Shut the doors and we're ready.
Well, thank you...
oh, oh. Drive on.
What's the matter, jacky?
It was a jolt seeing him.
Him? Seeing who?
I don't want to talk about it.
What do you think you're looking at?
Henry, look at me.
So, you were that woman's lover?
Put with your usual delicacy. Yes, I was.
When? When, please?
Ten years ago!
I'm sorry. Ten years ago.
Henry dear, it's not going to trouble us.
Yes, we fellows all fall from grace once in our time.
- You believe that, margaret? - Yes, I do believe it.
You with your refined pursuits and your books...
what can you guess of any man's life, his temptations?
Temptations.
Well, that's enough. I've spoken too much already.
Yes, that's enough, dear.
It was in cyprus. I was very lonely.
- You can never forgive me, can you? - I have forgiven you.
I could fine an excuse, but I won't.
Let us speak no more about it, dear. It is all behind us.
Really?
You can really bring yourself to forgive me?
You've learned that I'm far from a saint.
In fact, the reverse. No, no, no. The reverse.
- Where are those people now? - Helen took them to the george.
Oh. Then let them leave first thing in the morning.
There must be no gossip at the george.
And anyway, helen should be here with us...
not stopping at a hotel with some ragtags.
Why don't you kindly write a note to that effect?
I'll have burton send it over to helen straightaway.
Yes, sir?
I want you to take a note to the george hotel straightaway.
There's far too much noise out there.
"I'm sorry to tell you that henry can do nothing for Mr. Bast.
He feels the basts are not at all the type we should trouble about.
We found the woman drunk on the lawn.
Please see that they leave first thing in the morning...
and come here yourself."
He made her write it. This isn't margaret.
Would you put it in the fire?
You better let us be. You don't want to get mixed up in this.
In what?
What is it?
You must trust me that far at least!
Mr. Wilcox met jacky before.
Out in cyprus when she was 16.
I told you you didn't want to hear about it.
Go on. Why was she in cyprus?
Her father was a clerk in an export business.
After her mother died, she'd gone out to be with him.
Then he died.
Accidentally drowned because he couldn't swim.
Jacky was left having to fend for herself...
till she managed to get back home.
I didn't have to marry her, but I did.
My family tried to stop me.
But I married her all the same, because I promised.
If I hadn't, where would she be after the Mr. Wilcoxes had finished with her?
It would never, not in a thousand years...
enter that man's mind he'd done anything wrong.
Because there's nothing here, and nothing here!
And you're the opposite. You believe in personal responsibility...
and personal everything.
Very nice. What good am i to myself or to jacky?
Marrying her, only to pull her down with me so we can starve together.
Surely you'll find another position somewhere.
You don't know what you're talking about.
If rich people fail at one position, they can try another.
But with us...
once a man over 20 loses his own particular job, he's done for.
I'd do anything in the world to help you.
Help me row, then. I'm tired.
You're the one person who ever has helped me.
You mean by passing on false information to make you give up your job?
I mean by being the sort of person you are.
I didn't think people like you existed except in books.
- And books aren't real. - They're more real than anything!
When people fail you, there's still '; music and meaning."
That's for rich people to make them feel good after their dinner.
Everything's got spoiled for you, hasn't it?
L don't know what's to be done, Tibby, or what to say to Meg.
I don't want to face her or even go back to wickham place.
You mean, because of Mr. Wilcox...
and the woman you say he seduced in cyprus?
I want you to give Meg my love, and tell her...
tell her I'm going away to germany, to munich.
- Or else bonn. - Such a message is easily given.
God, I wish I could escape from Meg's wedding, too.
Is she really going through with it? How can our Meg be a wilcox?
And now, after all this?
You better go to germany.
It's martlett with the apple charlotte. Mind if I take it? It spoils.
- Shall I clear now, sir? - Not now. Later.
Very good.
I feel... no, I know, we owe the basts some compensation.
- Those people again? - Yes, those people again.
I don't see who is to pay if I don't.
I'm placing what I consider is a minimum amount to your account.
When I'm in germany, you'll pay it to the basts for me.
I shall never forget your kindness if you do this.
What's the sum?
- Five thousand. - Good god!
It's useless giving out driblets of charity, shillings and blankets.
No doubt people will think me mad.
I don't give a damn what people think!
But I do mind if you ruin yourself for some quixotic reason of your own.
I didn't expect you to understand me.
- I understand nobody. - But you'll do it?
Apparently.
Are you writing to your brother? He could send us another ten.
Yes, and a long lecture with it.
- Your sister could afford a fiver. - Leave me alone!
Why are you taking it out on me?
You can see I'm busy, can't you?
"Dear Mr. Schlegel...
i acknowledge receipt of your letter enclosing a check for 5,000 pounds.
I am very grateful for your concern, but having no immediate necessity...
i have the honor to return your check herewith.
Yours sincerely, leonard bast."
Excuse me, sir.
Sorry to bother you. I worked in this office for four years.
I was wondering if there were any vacancies.
No, I'm sorry. I've nothing.
- Nothing at all? - Nothing at this time.
The servants will have benefit of the central heating if we keep them here...
instead of at the back of the house, which the architect prefers.
If only it would hurry up and get itself built.
All in good time.
I'm getting tired of living in london. I can't be as young as I was.
I'm perfectly happy to do without the new plays and discussion societies.
Mr. Shaw, Mr. Wells and all the other utopias.
What I miss are trees and mountains and meadows.
I also miss my own things.
They're safe at Howards End.
I'm grateful to have them there.
But I would like to see them in our own home.
My share at least. Goodness knows what Tibby intends to do with his.
Or helen.
There's been another postcard from her.
Still the same poste restante address in bavaria...
but now she speaks of going to italy.
She's never coming back to england.
She's been away now...
- how long has it been? - Four months, three weeks on tuesday.
Your sister is odd. She always has been. No getting away from it.
What's this?
What've you been reading now?
Theo...
- theosophy. - Yes.
Madam blavatsky.
What a clever little woman it is.
That's what I mean about helen.
She reads these things, and her mind gets addled.
My margaret keeps her facts straight.
- What facts are those, dear? - About men and women.
All that sort of thing. Who is who and what is what.
Yes. What is that?
Mr. Schlegel, sir, you've forgotten this.
Thank you.
Oh, dear, annie. Look, it's another one.
But no letter.
I just can't feel that helen's really alive.
These postcards and telegrams don't seem to have come from her.
They're not her!
I know what you mean. You'll break that if you keep fiddling with it.
Put it on.
"M.j. Schlegel, the rise, straight fleming, devon.
Dearest Meg, arriving london thursday.
Please telegraph care my bank...
whether aunt Juley is better or likely to become worse.
Give my love to the invalid, and keep some for yourselves. Helen."
If only you had a companion to take your walks with.
I have Tibby, dear aunt Juley.
And it won't be long... thank you. Before you'll be up and about.
When is helen coming?
Very soon. She will already have reached london.
She's got to london.
But?
She says to telegraph if aunt Juley is better.
Obviously if we want to see her, we must telegraph that she is not.
We can't start lying to each other. Helen wouldn't...
she couldn't stay away at such a time.
"Dearest helen...
aunt Juley better and eagerly expecting you as am i.
Your Meg."
"Must return germany at once.
Telegraph to bank whereabouts are books and furniture. Helen."
Why did she have to go back to germany?
I'll explain after your nap.
She might have come to see her aunt. I haven't been well.
Is cook doing the mackerel the way Tibby likes them?
I know his whole day is spoiled if his breakfast isn't right.
The mackerel were perfect. Tibby mentioned them this morning.
Don't tell me it is still that business...
over henry and that woman mrs. Bast.
Goodness me! How morbid!
His wife forgives him, and his sister-in-law can't bear to look at him.
I don't believe it, not even of helen.
We all know to what extremes helen goes. We've suffered under her temperament.
This is different, this is not temperament...
but a kind of madness...
as if she were mad.
Margaret, you've got black marks again under your eyes.
You know that's strictly forbidden.
Can't have my girl looking as old as her husband.
You haven't seen our point.
- I don't suppose I ever shall. - Our point is this.
Our sister may be mad.
Charles, do come in.
We are again in trouble. Can you help us at all?
No, I'm afraid I cannot. What were the facts?
We're all mad, more or less, these days.
The facts are that our sister has been in england and won't see us.
She's forbidden the bankers to give us her address.
She refuses to answer questions. Ail we have are these telegrams.
And you want to get hold of her?
Well... yes.
Perfectly easy.
She wants her books, yes? Send her after them to Howards End.
When she's there, you just stroll in.
If there's nothing wrong with her, so much the better.
But remember the motor will be around the corner.
We can run her to a specialist in no time.
- But that's impossible! - Why is it impossible?
Because helen and i, we...
don't speak that particular language...
if you see my meaning.
Yes, because you have scruples. It's all very well and I understand.
I am as scrupulous as any man alive, i hope.
But when it is a case like this, when it is a question of madness...
i deny it's madness!
- You said so yourself. - It's madness when I say it, not you.
Pater, we may as well keep Howards End out of it.
Why?
The whole house is at sixes and sevens. We don't want any more mess.
And who is we?
Pray, Charles, who is we?
I beg your pardon I'm sure.
I seem always to be intruding.
Let's send the telegram.
Come along. Let's do it.
I can't have this sort of behavior.
- What? - Margaret.
She's far too sweet natured to mind. But I mind for her.
"All your books at Howards End.
Miss avery will let you in 3:00 p.m. Monday. Meg."
Our main object is not to frighten miss Schlegel. You understand?
The trouble seems to be nervous. Wouldn't you say so, margaret?
Would you say she was normal?
She's always been highly strung.
Musical, literary, artistic.
But quite normal. Quite a charming girl really.
Would you say there was anything congenital?
Anything hereditary?
- Margaret? - Henry, just wait here for a second.
Oh, darling! Quickly! Just get inside, please!
Miss Schlegel is managing.
You can go back to the motor. Margaret?
I shall surely need your advice later, but now I must be alone with helen.
- You're certain? - Yes. Please, my dear, kind henry.
Thank you.
- Why all our furniture? - There's been a mistake.
How well the carpet fits.
I'll be sending some milk 'round, and we should be ordering coals.
There's been a mistake. You've been very kind.
But we are not going to live at Howards End. This is not our house.
I think she may be a little touched.
I'm sorry, helen. I ought not to have...
no, you ought not to have tricked me this way.
We thought you were ill!
As you see, I'm not ill, but I'm expecting a child in june.
Is the coast clear? I must leave.
I'm going back to germany in the morning.
My love to aunt Juley and Tibby.
Let me carry that.
It's curious, isn't it, that our carpet fits?
Yes, the sword looks right, too.
Yes, doesn't it?
Someone's polished it.
Yes.
I'll carry this.
If you didn't want to tell me because of henry, i'd understand that.
I thought I had to be by myself. That's why I hid away in germany.
What about Tibby?
Really, I alone must be responsible for myself and this child.
And I want to be.
Of course leonard doesn't know.
Leonard?
Leonard bast?
Yes.
Did you ever hear from him again?
I have no idea what he's doing now...
or what's happened to either of them.
My dear, I must ask you.
Was your sister wearing a wedding ring?
- No. - What?
I really came just to ask a favor about Howards End.
Yes. One point at a time. Please, sit down.
I must now ask you the name of her seducer.
You may have some inkling, and the slightest hint would help us.
Who is us?
I thought it best to ring Charles.
That was unnecessary.
My dear...
Charles and I wish to act in your sister's best interests.
It is still not too late to clear her name.
Are we to make her seducer marry her?
Suppose he turned out to be married? One has heard of such cases.
Then he must pay heavily for his misconduct, mustn't he?
Stay calm.
I want to talk to you.
Listen to me.
Come here.
Look at me.
What's the matter?
- May I ask you my question now? - Certainly.
Tomorrow helen goes to germany. I'm fine.
Tonight, with your permission, she would like to sleep at Howards End.
Why at Howards End?
It is an odd request, but you know what women in her state are.
I could understand if it were her own home.
Associations and so on, but helen has no associations with Howards End.
I don't see why she wants to stay there. She'll only catch cold.
- Call it fancy, but she wants to. - I don't understand.
She'll then want to sleep two nights, and never get out of the house.
- Would that matter? - Of course.
We will only trouble Howards End for this one night. I'll stay with her.
That's quite impossible. I want you here to meet Charles.
- What has Charles to do with this? - He's the future owner of Howards End.
- It has everything to do with Charles. - In what way?
Please answer me.
You're forgetting yourself. There's dolly and the servants.
Would helen's condition depreciate the property?
I shall do what I can, but I can't treat your sister as if nothing has happened.
I shall be false to my position in society if I did.
Tomorrow she will go to germany, and trouble society no longer.
Tonight she asks to sleep in your empty house.
May she? Will you give my sister leave?
Will you forgive her...
as you, yourself, have been forgiven?
- As I have been... - please answer my question!
Your sister can sleep at the hotel.
I have my children and the memory of my dear wife to consider.
You have mentioned mrs. Wilcox.
In reply, may I mention mrs. Bast?
- You have not been yourself all day. - You had a mistress, I forgave you.
My sister has a lover, you drive her from the house!
Why can you not be honest for once and say to yourself...
;'what helen has done, I have done"?
I repeat what I said before.
I do not give your sister leave to sleep at Howards End.
Do you understand?
If a man played about with my sister, i'd send a bullet through him.
But I suppose you're sunk too deep in books...
and rubbish to mind what happens to your sister.
I mind very much what happens to my sister.
But I have a different way of expressing it from yours...
not to speak of different manners.
By jove, I'm glad of my way!
I'm glad my father never sent me to university if this is what they teach.
Look, you must know something of your sister's life.
- Do you know of anyone? - No.
Whom do you suspect?
Did she mention anyone by name?
Come on, yes or no? You're hiding something. Speak up.
She did mention some friend called leonard bast.
Leonard bast?
Do you know him?
Have you had any dealings with him?
What a family. What a family! God help the poor pater.
God help my poor sisters.
- They were ordered on approval! - Excuse me. Excuse me!
Wait.
Excuse me. I was looking for miss Schlegel.
Leonard bast. I used to call at wickham place. Is miss Schlegel in?
- Or mrs. Wilcox? - They're down at Howards End.
Where would that be, Howards End?
It's at hilton. Near hilton junction.
Are you all right?
- Let me get you a drink of water. - No, thank you.
- Please take them, ma'am. - Come on, off you go!
I don't want you to conclude...
that my wife and I have had anything like a quarrel.
She is overwrought, naturally.
Naturally.
The question to my mind is connected to something far greater:
The rights of property itself.
Absolutely.
The house is mine, and will one day be yours, Charles.
When I say I don't want anyone living at Howards End...
i mean that no one is to live at Howards End.
Then tomorrow morning i may go up in the motor?
Yes. Say that you're acting as my representative...
and that they must clear out at once.
Go to bed now. L've kept you up far too late.
Can I do anything for you, sir?
No, nothing.
Thank you, my boy. Good night.
Good night, sir.
It's only the train.
Len, have you got that pain again?
- You're all dressed. - I'm going out for a bit.
What ho, len.
What ho, jacky. See you again later.
Excuse me. Howards end.
Did you see the dawn?
- And was it wonderful? - No.
It was only gray.
Excuse me. Could you direct me to Howards End?
This is Howards End.
Thank you very much, Charles.
There are two boxes of books in...
miss Schlegel... mrs. Wilcox, you will have forgotten me.
No, Mr. Bast, i have not forgotten you.
I want to know where your sister is.
- Where helen is. - Who is it?
So this is leonard bast.
This is for insulting a woman.
- Get me a stick! - We are capable of dealing with this.
- What are you doing? - Stand back!
Stand up!
It is your opinion that he was in the last stages of heart disease.
It would not be professional to say so before an autopsy but...
in private...
that could well be my diagnosis.
Obviously he was in the last stage because...
the moment I touched him with the sword he crumpled up.
Excuse me. What sword would that have been?
It's inside. You better follow me.
It's their father's old german sword.
Of course, I only touched him with the flat of it.
Once?
Yes, once. Perhaps twice.
I presume you will be staying in hilton, Mr. Wilcox.
Yes. I'll be available as long as it's necessary.
And Mr. Charles wilcox...
we shall be requesting your presence at the inquest, sir.
Yes, I did expect that. I shall naturally be the most important witness.
Margaret?
Good, henry. I was going to come out to hilton to give you these.
I have something to tell you.
Never mind. I don't need to hear it. I'm leaving you.
- My life is with helen now. - Yes.
I'm extremely tired.
Come and sit down for a moment.
Yes, for a moment. We'll have to sit here on the grass.
Yes.
Here are your keys.
We shall be staying with miss avery at the farm till we can leave.
Yes. Where are you going?
To germany. We'll start as soon as possible after the inquest.
- After the inquest? - If helen is well enough.
You realize what the verdict of the inquest will be?
Yes.
Heart disease.
No, manslaughter...
if not worse.
Charles may go to prison.
I dare not tell him.
I don't know what to do.
I'm sorry.
Is this going to suit everyone?
I don't want you all coming here later complaining live been unfair. Paul?
Apparently it's got to suit us.
You've only to speak, my boy, and I'll leave the house to you entirely.
Since I have to be at the business all week, i'li find something more suitable.
This place is not really the country...
and it's certainly not the town.
Does my arrangement suit you, evie?
- Of course, father. - You, dolly?
I thought Charles wanted it for the boys.
But last time I saw him, he said no...
because we can't possibly live in this part of england again.
Charles says we ought to change our name.
But I can't think what to.
Wilcox just suits Charles and me.
I can't think of any other name.
Yes.
Then I leave Howards End to my wife absolutely.
Let everyone understand that.
And after I'm dead, there's to be no jealousy...
and no surprise.
In consequence, I leave my wife no money. That is her own wish.
All my other assets are to be divided among you.
This house, Howards End, she intends at her death to leave to her nephew.
It does seem curious. Mrs. Wilcox wanted margaret to have howards...
now she gets it after all.
Have I put my foot in it?
Tom, take baby's hand.
Look. What's over there?
I wonder what it is.
Oh, it's a sweet child. Rather like diddums was at that age.
Come along, dolly.
Look who's there! Look!
What did dolly mean about Howards End?
My poor ruth, during her last days...
scribbled your name on a piece of paper.
Knowing her not to be herself, i set it aside.
I didn't do wrong, did i?
They're off. There they go.