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JAMES: Ah, there you are, Pru.
PRUDENCE: Jolly racing weather?
JAMES: Yes, isn't it.
I've ordered some champagne to send us on our way.
Bring it out, will you, Frederick?
FREDERICK: Very good, sir.
EDWARD: What orders for the car, sir?
JAMES: Oh, we'll leave at 10:30.
It's only two hours down,
but there'll be a lot of motors on the road today.
PRUDENCE: Yes, I expect there will.
JAMES: Oh.
Well, I must say, Pru, you look grand.
PRUDENCE: Thank you.
Oh, it is good of you to take Auntie Pru
as your partner for Ascot,
and not some dizzy young flapper.
Well, the Boyds are really mother's friends.
Oh no, no, not that it's going to be an elderly house, Pru.
To be quite honest, Pru,
I don't know any dizzy young things these days.
They're either tiresome or married.
Well, anyway, it'll be very nice
to have a handsome young man
to escort me to the paddock between races.
I really am most flattered.
By the way, is my hat a little too much?
JAMES: No, no, not at all.
Very smart. It suits you.
PRUDENCE: Good.
Isn't Georgina going to Ascot this year?
JAMES: No. No, she spends most of her time with Dolly Hale,
and all those silly, useless people.
PRUDENCE: Ah, there.
Look at that to slake our morning thirst.
JAMES: Thank you, Frederick.
Is it nice and cold?
Should be, sir. Just off the ice.
PRUDENCE: Where's Hudson?
JAMES: Oh, father's taken him to Berlin to valet him.
Said the change should do him good.
He should enjoy the formality of the British Embassy.
PRUDENCE: Oh, is he better?
JAMES: Oh, yes, yes, yes, much.
Mind you, he has to take it carefully.
[Laughs] Of course, being surrounded by all those Huns
might quite easily bring on another heart attack.
As you know, old Hudson isn't too well disposed
towards the German race.
Hmm, by the way, father advised me
to ask you what to back in the Hunt Cup today.
Said you were a dreadful old punter,
but you knew a bit about form.
Oh, did he?
Well, I do happen to have a scrap of information,
for what it's worth.
JAMES: Oh, let's have it.
PRUDENCE: Well, according to Willie Aberdale,
Gordon Richards told Molly at Epsom
that his mount for the Hunt Cup...
JAMES: Uh, Delius, yes.
PRUDENCE: Delius, was the biggest certainty
of the meeting, unbeatable, he says, apparently.
Did he? Well, it's a clear favourite.
Not very attractive odds -- 9 to 2 on,
and napped in The Times.
There you are, bound to win.
Delius? Oh, Rose, not a chance.
Look, Priory Park will win it. J.B. Joel's nag.
MRS. BRIDGES: How do you know, Edward?
EDWARD: Oh, Jack Fiske, Lord Morley's chauffeur,
friend of mine up the Mews.
He got it from Mr. Joel's chauffeur,
in the strictest confidence, of course.
ROSE: That's what I'll do then.
- EDWARD: Right. - MRS. BRIDGES: Rose.
ROSE: Well, there's no harm in having a flutter now and then.
I'll go and get me purse.
DAISY: That's right. Eddie can put it on for you.
EDWARD: That's it, with the greatest of pleasure.
Right, any more wagers, ladies and gents, please?
Mrs. Bridges?
I don't bet on horses.
You know that, Edward. It's a mug's game.
EDWARD: Oh, come on, Mrs. Bridges, just the once.
Well, seeing as I'm going to be there on the Ascot race course
amongst all the bookies, I'll get you a good price.
MRS. BRIDGES: Well, what was the name of that horse
you said just now?
ROSE: Priory Park. Here you are, Edward.
I'll have a shilling on.
EDWARD: A bob each way?
ROSE: Yes.
EDWARD: Right, so you'll need two bobs then.
ROSE: Why?
EDWARD: Well, a bob for a win and a bob for a place.
No, Rose, don't you give him no more.
One shillings quite enough.
EDWARD: All right, it'll have to be a win then.
ROSE: Ah, it could be sixpence each way. [Laughs]
EDWARD: Oh, all right, Rose.
Blimey, it's not going to bust you, is it?
Right, any more wagers? Now, come on, Frederick.
[Bell rings]
FREDERICK: Morning room.
EDWARD: Oh, that'll be the Major wanting to leave.
Right, I'm Off.
ROSE: Bye, Edward. Don't forget my bet.
MRS. BRIDGES: And mind you behave yourself.
DAISY: Oh, he'll have to.
There's no young maids down at woodoote Lodge.
ROSE: How do you know there aren't?
DAISY: I happen to know that Mrs. Boyd has an elderly maid,
and there's only one cook and two manservants.
They don't take no young maid down for Ascot week.
EDWARD: Here, you seem to know an awful lot about it.
DAISY: I made it my business to find out.
EDWARD: Spoil sport. Bye.
JAMES: Thank you, Frederick.
We'll be at the Boyds 'til Monday.
You have the telephone number? - FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
JAMES: Oh, thank you, Frederick. Right, off we go then.
There...
ROSE: Cheer up, Fred.
FREDERICK: Eh?
ROSE: You're looking proper miserable today.
What's the matter?
FREDERICK: Oh, I got the pip.
ROSE: 'Cause you're not going to the races, that it?
FREDERICK: Wouldn't mind going.
Chauffeurs get all the luck.
ROSE: Well, we can't always have what we want.
I'd like to have gone to Berlin with her ladyship,
but I've got a job to do here, seeing to Miss Alice.
And you've got a job, doing Mr. Hudson's work.
FREDERICK: Yeah, doing his work
Without his wages or responsibility.
ROSE: Oh, you do have the responsibility, Fred,
least while Edward's away.
FREDERICK: Five whole days.
ROSE: [Laughs] well, make the most of it.
Come on downstairs and cheer up.
FREDERICK: Cheer up.
[Singing]
[Clock strikes hour]
FREDERICK: You still here, are you?
DAISY: Yeah, tidying up.
FREDERICK: Oh.
DAISY: La-la-la-la
Whoa, cocktails, eh?
FREDERICK: That's right.
DAISY: Who for?
FREDERICK: Miss Georgina's entertaining.
DAISY: Men, I suppose, seeing as she's got the house to herself.
FREDERICK: Not surprising.
Any gent'd fancy a cocktail with Miss Georgina.
Wouldn't mind one meself.
DAISY: You're getting ideas above your station.
Aren't you, Fred, eh?
FREDERICK: Seems to me you're the one
that's getting the ideas, Daisy.
DAISY: Any girl would, Fred, about you.
FREDERICK: You're not a girl, you're a married woman.
DAISY: Yeah, well, it don't feel like it sometimes,
Eddie going off visiting like he does all the time.
He's your husband.
I don't have to be reminded of that,
thank you very much.
Has the evening paper come?
French horse won it, Asterus.
FREDERICK: Won what?
DAISY: The Hunt Cup at Ascot.
Look. Monsieur Boussads Asterus, 10 to 1.
Eddie don't know what he's talking about.
FREDERICK: Course he doesn't.
If the people that owns and trains
the blooming horses don't know, why should Edward know?
DAISY: 10 to 1, eh?
Rose could've made a bob or two if she'd bet on that one,
not that she needs money.
Coming down, are you?
In a tick.
GEORGINA: Good evening, Daisy.
DAISY: Evening, Miss Georgina.
Ah, Frederick.
FREDERICK: Good evening, Miss Georgina.
GEORGINA: You've brought the cocktail things up, good.
I think I'll make, um, a sidecar.
Hmm, now then...
FREDERICK: Crushed ice to start with.
GEORGINA: Mm-hmm.
FREDERICK: There you are.
Two parts brandy...
one part Cointreau.
GEORGINA: Yes.
FREDERICK: Juice of a quarter of a lemon, squeezed.
I'll do that for you, miss.
GEORGINA: Oh, thank you, Frederick.
FREDERICK: Need a strong arm for this.
[Laughs]
FREDERICK: That's it.
There we are.
And shake well, miss.
GEORGINA: I see. Thank you, Frederick.
Are you sure this will be strong enough?
Lady Dorothy likes her cocktails
with a terrific kick in them, you know.
FREDERICK: I think you'll find that quite satisfactory,
Miss Georgina.
GEORGINA: Yes, I'm sure we will. Thank you, Frederick.
[Doorbell rings]
- Oh, there they are. - Excuse me, miss.
GEORGINA: Mm-hmm.
FREDERICK: Lady Dorothy Hale, miss.
GEORGINA: Oh, Dolly!
[Laughter]
- Sorry I'm late, darling. - You're not.
DOLLY: Oh, Paul's not with me, but he's coming on.
He telephoned at the last minute
to say he'd been delayed at the studios.
Ooh, look, lovely cocktails.
He'll be here about 7:00, if that's all right, darling.
GEORGINA: Oh, yes, yes, fine.
Frederick's been showing me how to mix a sidecar.
Would you like one?
Oh, yes, please.
GEORGINA: Oh, thank you, Frederick.
I'll ring if we need any more ice.
FREDERICK: Very good, miss.
Hmm, what a divine looking young man.
GEORGINA: Frederick?
Hmm, yes, he is rather, isn't he?
Tell me about Mr. Marvin.
DOLLY: Pam?
Well, my dear, he is said to be Romanian.
GEORGINA: Ah.
DOLLY: He is distinctly oily and full of artificial charm.
Well, frankly, I'm rather bored with him,
but I thought he might do for you,
at least for a week or two so you could wangle a job
in one of his films.
GEORGINA: Oh, Dolly, you are kind, thank you.
Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.
Mustn't forget the cherry.
It's half the fun. There you are.
Leave in to flavour.
DOLLY: Mm, thank you, darling.
That's a divine cocktail. Mm, beautifully mixed.
GEORGINA: Oh, gosh, I'll be tight by the time
Mr. Marvin arrives.
DOLLY: Mm, nonsense.
GEORGINA: Supposing he doesn't think
that I'm pretty enough for the films, Dolly.
DOLLY: Of course, he will. Look, it's great fun.
You get 10 shillings a day
just to sit in front of the cameras and look alluring.
Patsy Cremore did it a few weeks ago,
out at lslington or somewhere.
They all had to wear bathing costumes,
and stand round a pool with no water in it.
[Laughter]
GEORGINA: Sounds chilly.
DOLLY: Oh, no, apparently these artificial lamps kept them warm.
They have these very strong lights everywhere.
I say, where's your tall, dark, and handsome cousin?
GEORGINA: Oh, gone down to stay somewhere for Ascot.
DOLLY: Oh, what a bore. I was hoping he'd be here.
GEORGINA: Why?
DOLLY: Well, I adore him. Didn't you know?
GEORGINA: James? Do you?
[Laughs] Dolly, seriously?
DOLLY: Of course I do. But it's not just a...God.
But it is not reciprocated. He doesn't adore me.
[Doorbell rings]
GEORGINA: That'll be Paul.
Oh dear, I'm rather nervous now.
Oh, look, don't be.
Look poised and calm and disdainful, like, um...
oh, like --
Like what?
Gloria Swanson.
Take your cocktail in the one hand,
your cigarette holder in the other,
lower your eyelids and sort of smolder.
I'll try. I've never smoldered before.
PAUL: Ah, good evening. Viscount Bellamy's house?
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
PAUL: Paul Marvin. I am expected.
FREDERICK: Yes, sir. This way, please.
GEORGINA: Oh, Dolly.
DOLLY: Well, hang seductively over the sofa.
Mm, that's right.
FREDERICK: Mr. Paul Marvin, miss.
PAUL: Ah, Miss Worsley.
Ah-ha. How delightful.
GEORGINA: How do you do? I'm so glad that you could come.
PAUL: And my lady Dolly.
I'm sorry if I'm a little late, my dear.
My star ripped her Paquin dress in a thousand pieces,
and stood on the set in her chemise
until they carried her away screaming to her dressing room,
and gave her smelling salts.
And we shoot no more today. Maybe tomorrow.
Which star was it?
I must not betray a studio secret, my dear.
He's making it all up to impress you.
GEORGINA: Fascinating.
How awful. Poor you, poor dress.
Oh, we are used to such scenes in film studios, Miss Worsley.
Yes, I suppose so. Oh, may I pour you a cocktail?
PAUL: Oh, thank you, my dear.
GEORGINA: Won't you sit down?
PAUL: Thank you so much, mm-hmm.
Ah.
GEORGINA: What exactly is the film
that you're making, Mr. Marvin?
Oh, he'll want you to call him Paul, won't you?
I mean, everybody calls Paul, Paul.
PAUL: Well, please do.
His film is called Paris by Night.
Isn't that right?
PAUL: Uh-huh.
I have Carl Brisson Annie Andre,
Paul Riedler, Zita Young.
Ah, thank you.
And my director, Miles Mander, who is a master.
Yes. It will be a superb moving picture.
GEORGINA: It all sounds terribly thrilling.
PAUL: Mm-hmm.
DOLLY: Oh, Georgina darling, I simply must fly.
Oh. Must you so soon?
DOLLY: Well, yes.
Much as I'd adore to stay for another delicious cocktail,
I really must depart in haste.
Dear Robert's taking me
to the Cochran Revue at The Pavilion.
It's called "One Damn Thing After Another."
Can you imagine?
Well, apparently a pretty girl
plays marvelously on a white piano.
I'll give you a ring in the morning.
Bye, Paul.
GEORGINA: Oh, Dolly, the footman can get you a taxi.
Oh, can he? That'd be nice.
GEORGINA: Ah, Frederick, a taxi for Lady Dorothy, please.
FREDERICK: Very good, miss.
GEORGINA: Dolly, won't you sit down until it arrives?
Won't take a couple of minutes from the rank, miss.
Um, I've got to get my coat on.
Um, you stay -- talk to Paul, darling.
Bye-bye.
I'm so sorry about that.
Dolly's always in such a rush.
PAUL: When she is with one admirer,
she must rush away to a rendezvous with another, hmm?
GEORGINA: Oh, let me pour you another cocktail.
PAUL: Thank you, my dear.
Mm-hmm.
Must be fascinating making films, isn't it?
PAUL: Yes.
DOLLY: It is Frederick, isn't it?
FREDERICK: That's right, my lady.
DOLLY: I thought so.
I remember you
when I came to a fancy dress party here some time ago,
the night that man shot himself upstairs.
FREDERICK: That's right, my lady, I remember you, too.
Do you?
Yes, you was dressed as a nymph, my lady.
So I was.
How clever of you to remember.
I noticed you special, my lady.
Did you?
Good night.
FREDERICK: I'll see you to your taxi, my lady.
PAUL: So, Georgina, I will have the studio people
telephone you next week for a costume fitting, ah?
GEORGINA: Oh, yes, I see.
Thank you so much. I'm so thrilled.
I've always longed to be in a film.
Oh, you dear, kind man.
PAUL: And as I cannot persuade you to dine with me tonight,
maybe one day we lunch together, yes?
GEORGINA: Yes, if you like.
Oh, Frederick, Mr. Marvin is just leaving.
Can he get you a taxi?
PAUL: Oh no, no, Thank you. I shall walk.
My flat is quite close to Sloane Square.
So, Miss Worsley, it was delightful.
I'm so pleased we are to be associated.
And my compliments to Lord and Lady Bellamy.
GEORGINA: Yes, well. Thank you.
PAUL: A bientot
GEORGINA: Ah!
Frederick, you'll never guess what's happened.
You'll never guess.
FREDERICK: No, Miss Georgina.
GEORGINA: I'm going to act in a film.
What do you think of that?
FREDERICK: Very good news, Miss Georgina.
GEORGINA: Yes, well, I just wanted to tell someone,
that's all.
[Laughs]
[Door closes]
FREDERICK: Are you still up?
Just finishing off some sewing.
Look at you.
Nice coat.
FREDERICK: Yeah.
Like some cocoa?
FREDERICK: Uh, no, ta.
I'll just smoke a cigarette before I turn in,
if you don't object.
ROSE: Course not.
Did you enjoy your evening off?
What's that you're smoking, Fred?
FREDERICK: Burley, Turkish.
ROSE: Bit dear, aren't they?
FREDERICK Bit. I prefer 'em.
[Rose laughs]
Here, have you come into money or something?
FREDERICK: Me? No. I'm careful, thrifty.
ROSE: Oh, that's it, is it?
FREDERICK: Yeah, I don't throw me money away on the horses,
like you people.
I put me wages by for a rainy day.
ROSE: Don't look like it.
FREDERICK: Well, you have to have a new coat some time.
Hmm, Daisy stopped over 'til gone half past 10:00,
hoping you'd be back.
Hmm, she's took quite a shine for you, has Daisy.
Just as well Edward's coming back tomorrow.
FREDERICK: Yeah.
I have got to have a costume to wear in the film,
James, unless you want me to appear in my birthday suit.
So, I must go for a fitting for it!
JAMES: Yes, yes, but why with him?
Why with this wretched man?
Paul? Because he's the film producer, darling.
He's got to make sure it fits me.
JAMES: I'll bet he has.
GEORGINA: Look, James,
Paul Marvin is a well-known film producer.
He's not likely to throw me on a couch at a costumiers shop
in The Strand at 10:30 in the morning,
and ravish me.
JAMES: You don't know film producers!
GEORGINA: I know this one and he's not like that.
At least, I don't think he is.
Anyway, I met him through Dolly.
JAMES: Dolly Hale's friends are a rotten, third-rate lot.
Listen, I've heard about these film people.
They're a greedy, immoral, irresponsible bunch of people,
and I strongly object to you being mixed up with them.
GEORGINA: Oh, well, I am mixed up with them,
so that's that, isn't it?
JAMES: Listen, Georgina, if you must have
this Dego film creature at your costume fitting,
I suppose you must, but I... I beg of you not to be seen
lunching alone with him at The Savoy afterwards.
GEORGINA: Of course, I must lunch alone with him.
How else can I pay him back for giving me a job in his film?
JAMES: Now, you're talking like a prostitute!
GEORGINA: Well I'm acting in the film as one, James,
so I might as well get in some practice.
Look, Jumbo, if you're really worried about me
undressing in front of Paul, I will ring up Dolly,
and ask her to come with me as my chaperone.
Paul won't like it, but at least he'll have me alone
for lunch afterwards.
I don't care what you do.
Oh, God!
Me chaperone you?
Oh, Georgina, that's too absurd.
Well, surely there'll be somebody else there.
The costume fitter presumably.
GEORGINA: Yes, I know. It's all so stupid.
DOLLY: Well, I'm sorry, I can't, darling.
I'm going shopping with my new lover.
GEORGINA: Really?
DOLLY: Mm, isn't it exciting.
I have found myself a brand new, divine man.
GEORGINA: What's his name?
DOLLY: Alberto.
He is terribly handsome, he dances quite beautifully,
and what's more, my darling, he's a prince.
Mm-hmm. Italian of the House of Montefiore di Colonia.
GEORGINA: How exotic.
DOLLY: Isn't it?
Ah, he's here with me now, but as soon as he's dressed,
We're off to the opera to join a party.
GEORGINA: Oh, how lovely, Dolly.
DOLLY: Mm. All my friends will be madly jealous.
I shall take him everywhere with me.
Um, I'll have to fly now.
Sorry about tomorrow, darling. Bye.
GEORGINA: Bye-bye.
DOLLY: Alberto, that was your mistress.
FREDERICK: My what?
DOLLY: Your mistress, Miss Worsley.
FREDERICK: Go on. [Laughs]
DOLLY: Not go on.
My darling, you must say "ls not true, uh-uh,"
Come on, try it, huh? "ls not true, huh?"
FREDERICK: ls-a not-a true, huh?
DOLLY: Mm, bene, bene mi amore.
We must go now. We'll need a taxi.
FREDERICK: Oh, I'll get one.
DOLLY: No, not you, Alberto. The porter will fetch one.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
DOLLY: Oh, and for God's sake,
remember, when we get to Covent Garden,
keep your cloak on until we reach Lady Pamela's box.
Then you can shed it.
Sit well at the back and keep your mouth shut.
It's ll Trovatore but don't try to discuss it.
I'll do the talking. Understood?
FREDERICK: Bene carissima.
DOLLY: Mm. Oh, that's quite good.
Oh, you are learning, aren't you.
Come along, my lovely man.
[Speaking Italian]
DAISY: Oh, here you are, "Society girl's film debut.
Shortly to appear in a new British film Paris By Night,
dark-haired society beauty, Miss Georgina Worsley,
orphan ward of Viscount Bellamy of Haversham,
Under-Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs,
'I'm to appear as a lady of easy virtue in a nightclub scene,'
laughed Miss Worsley, when our reporter
called at Lord Bellamy's Belgravia home yesterday."
That's a lovely picture of her, isn't it?
EDWARD: Hmm, a lady of easy virtue, eh?
His lordship won't like that.
DAISY: Oh, she'll only be acting, stupid.
- Here, Rose, have you seen this? - what's that?
DAISY: It's a picture of Miss Georgina in The Mirror
all about her film.
ROSE: Oh, yes.
They might have dug up a more recent took photo
of her than that.
Mm, I remember that one.
That was in The Tatler just after the war.
In my opinion, Miss Georgina's prettier now
than what she used to be.
And gets prettier as the years go by.
DAISY: Oh, well, no blinking foreigner's asked me
to act for the film so I might as well go and do my rooms.
EDWARD: Rose.
ROSE: Mm, what is it?
EDWARD: What am I to do about Frederick?
I'll have to speak to him.
ROSE: What's he done now?
EDWARD: Well, I asked him nicely this morning
to go into the pantry and clean all the cutlery and put it away.
Well, that shouldn't take longer than an hour, should it?
He's still in there.
ROSE: Well, go in and tell him to buck up.
You're the under-butler.
EDWARD: Well, I don't like throwing my weight...
well, throwing my weight around.
Mr. Hudson gave you the responsibility,
and if you don't throw your weight around,
Frederick will throw his weight around.
Yes. All right.
I'll go and hurry him up.
What is it now?
He's fast asleep.
ROSE: What?
EDWARD: Blooming well slumped across the table
in his green baize apron,
a candlestick in one hand and a piece of rag in another.
ROSE: Well, go and wake him up.
EDWARD: Well, I didn't want to.
ROSE: Oh, Edward.
I don't know, I really don't. Come on.
EDWARD: No, no, leave him be, Rose.
He'll wake up dinnertime, won't he?
I suppose so.
He's looking ever so washed out lately, is Fred.
Always yawning.
I don't think he gets enough sleep.
EDWARD: Ruby told Daisy that he's getting in ever so late
on his nights off.
ROSE: How does Ruby know?
Because Frederick's been bribing Ruby with chocolates
to leave the back door unbolted last thing at night.
Then you'll have to speak to Ruby, too.
Tell her not to leave the back door open.
Oh, what does it matter?
JAMES: It matters a great deal, Georgina.
What are father's friends going to say when they read that?
Uncle Richard is no relation of mine.
You live in his house, my house!
We're your family.
I am not giving up my film job,
if that's what you're trying to say.
It's very exciting and very glamorous
to be in films nowadays. JAMES: Rubbish.
GEORGINA: Everybody's doing it so why the hell shouldn't I?
ROSE: Hello, Fred. Done the silver?
FREDERICK: Yeah.
I shall have to get you a new razor for Christmas.
Yeah. Shows, does it?
Looks a bit stubbly. Got up in a hurry, did you?
A bit.
ROSE: In late again last night, was you?
FREDERICK: Must have been.
Oh, I washed your silk scarf for you.
FREDERICK: Oh, ta, Rose.
ROSE: Got most of the lipstick off.
FREDERICK: What lipstick?
ROSE: Oh, it was covered. Mm, smelled of perfume, too.
Chanel No. 5, what her ladyship wears.
Very expensive.
FREDERICK: Lots of ladies use that.
ROSE: Wealthy ladies. Not people like us.
Here, did you nip into her ladyship's room on your day off,
put a bit of perfume on your scarf?
[Laughs] Cut a bit of a dash, eh?
FREDERICK: I'm not in the habit
of wearing ladies' perfume, Rose.
ROSE: Oh.
Then your lady friend,
the one what you're seeing on your days off,
she's got a bit of money, has she?
FREDERICK: What lady friend?
ROSE: Oh, you're not spending
your days off on your own, Frederick Norton.
Don't give me that.
My private life is private, Rose.
That's what Mr. Hudson says.
We're entitled to our privacy.
Only teasing.
We all rib each other in this household, always have done.
Can't be in service in a large house with a staff,
not but what you don't know a bit
about each other's private affairs.
FREDERICK: I agree.
It's one good reason for getting out of service.
ROSE: Oh?
What's the other?
Well, there's better things to do
than cleaning silver all day, in my opinion.
ROSE: I thought you was contented here.
What's the matter?
FREDERICK: Nothing.
You're tired out, that's your trouble.
You can't stay up all night, and then expect to be fresh
for work the next day.
Nobody can.
FREDERICK: I know, Rose.
If I was you, I'd go to my room after dinner,
and stay there and have a nice sleep until tea time.
You look as if you could do with it.
PRUDENCE: I must say,
I'm really looking forward to this afternoon.
I've never seen the making of film.
JAMES: Mm, neither have I.
Well, Helen and Archie Croft
were taken onto the set in Hollywood
when they were in California last year.
Apparently, they watched John Gilbert,
and some heavily painted woman with a Spanish name
doing a love scene in a gondola, and met him afterwards.
They said he was charming but rather common.
Exactly.
Luncheon is served, sir.
JAMES: Oh, thank you, Daisy. Where's Frederick?
DAISY: Oh, it's his afternoon off, sir,
but on account of his headaches,
Edward said he could leave early in order to go to the doctors.
JAMES: I see.
PRUDENCE: Does Georgina know We're going out to the studios?
JAMES: No, no, she doesn't. I thought we could surprise her.
PRUDENCE: Oh.
[Hammering]
PAUL: Mind where you stand.
There are so many wires on the floor.
PRUDENCE: My dear, isn't this wonderful?
It's so realistic.
JAMES: Oh, yes.
One might almost imagine
one was actually in one of those Parisian night clubs.
PAUL: They are now lighting the set ready for rehearsal.
I'll find you some chairs so you can sit and watch, yeah?
MAN: Thank you, sir.
MAN: For Heaven's sake, how much longer are you going to be?
In a few moments, we shall rehearse,
and then shoot the brawl scene.
PRUDENCE: Brawl scene?
Oh, my God, what is going to happen?
PAUL: Some special girls will be at those tables,
Miss Worsley among them.
And at first, everybody will be dancing
and making love as the music plays,
when suddenly down those steps comes Gaston,
the lover of one of the girls.
Ah, but she is in the arms of another man.
Hmm, a woman screams, everybody stands up,
tables are overturned, a fight starts,
Gaston draws his knife...
JAMES: Oh, I say, isn't that rather dangerous?
Won't someone get hurt?
PAUL: Oh, the knife is... ah, the knife, yes.
The knife is a fake.
PRUDENCE: Ah, isn't that clever!
PAUL: Everything is unreal,
even that wall of stone is made of soft plaster.
It tears like paper.
Ah, there's Miss Worsley now,
if you would like to speak with her before we start.
Oh, no, don't disturb her.
We'll just sit here quietly and watch, keep out of the way.
MAN: Oh, wow, that's going to be great, Miles.
I got all that. Okay, now.
Okay, in your positions everyone, please.
Come here, honey, will you, and sit there?
Excuse me, sir. That's right.
Will you sit there? That's right.
Will you go over there, lady, please?
Thank you very much. Okay.
Band on the rostrum, please.
Come on, let's get this show on the road.
JAMES: By the way, don't tell Miss Worsley we're here.
We'll wait and surprise her after she's done her...scene.
PAUL: Oh, yes, good.
And she will not see you from the bright lights.
Excuse me, please.
PRUDENCE: It's as well Richard can't see her dressed like that.
JAMES: Oh, well, she's got damn good legs.
Well, you know, better than the rest of them.
PRUDENCE: Yes, she has.
Oh, isn't it all exciting?
MAN: Quiet!
DIRECTOR: Okay, girls, this is the action.
You'll have a tough guy each seated at the table with you,
do you understand?
The boys are just coming on from make-up now.
Now, when we call for action,
I want you to commence to pet and cuddle.
Make love with your partners,
make it good and passionate, okay?
Then I'll clap my hands once and shout "Gaston!"
On that cue, I want you to stop what you're doing
and look up the stairs, up here and react to Gaston coming down.
Get up and overturn the tables as you do so.
Gaston comes down the steps,
and you'll recognize him immediately, honey.
And he crosses the dance floor, moving like a panther,
straight up to your table, dear.
GEORGINA: Mine?
DIRECTOR: That's right, honey, yours.
He seizes your partner, pulls him on the dance floor,
there's a fight and Gaston gets knifed, okay?
And then we cover the whole scene in close ups, okay?
GEORGINA: What do you want me to do?
Well, just stand there and look like you're screaming.
Can you scream, darling?
You mean actually scream out loud?
That's the ticket. Looks better.
Make like you're scared, all of you.
Okay girls?
Ah, here's the boys ready now.
Come on, fellas. I want one there, please.
Will you sit there? Thank you.
Will you come over here and sit next to this young lady?
Right, this is your position. This young lady's your partner.
Let me introduce you to your lover, baby.
FREDERICK: Hello.
GEORGINA: Frederick.
FREDERICK: Miss Georgina.
DOLLY: Do look at their faces.
Freddie will kill me and so will she.
GEORGINA: Oh, my God. [Whistle blows]
MAN: Okay, rehearsal everybody.
Stand boy. Okay for camera, Charlie?
CHARLIE: Okay, Mike.
MIKE: Okay. In your positions, please.
Rehearsing. Now, let's make this real.
Let's make this passionate, don't forget we're in gay Paris
so let's keep it good and French, okay?
Now, we haven't got all night. Band, stand by for music.
Gaston, stand by for my hand clap.
Well, come on, get set, you two.
Into your positions, please. Take the lady on your lap.
What is it?
GEORGINA: Come on, Frederick, we'll have to.
FREDERICK: Yes, miss.
- GEORGINA: No, you. - FREDERICK: Oh, yeah.
MIKE: Okay, now I think We're ready to go.
Okay, Miles, it's all yours.
MILES: Let's go.
MIKE: Turn over. Action!
FREDERICK: Excuse me, miss.
JAMES: Stop! Just a minute!
GEORGINA: Uh! My God. James!
WOMAN: That's done it.
Who engaged him, eh? Who's responsible for this?
That man has no right to be here, do you hear!
He's one of my servants!
Now who -- who engaged him? Where's that Marvin person?
DOLLY: James, it was only a bit of fun.
I had no idea you were coming down here.
JAMES: A joke? Huh!
I might have known you'd be behind this.
Now, look, Georgina. Come out of here, do you hear?
Come out here at once.
I don't know whose idea of a joke this is, Frederick.
All I do know is you go back to Eaton Place and wait.
Now that -- that's an order.
I've been engaged for an afternoon's work, sir.
It's my time off.
JAMES: I don't give a damn what you've been engaged for.
Now, get out of this ridiculous costume and go home.
GEORGINA: You can't do that, James.
You're coming home, too, Georgina,
now go and get changed.
GEORGINA: I shall do nothing of the sort.
PRUDENCE: Dear, oh dear.
MIKE: A bit of trouble over one of the extras, governor.
PAUL: Well, then clear the set.
Save the lights!
MIKE: Relax, everyone.
Clear the set. Save the lights.
PAUL: Major Bellamy?
Major Bellamy, now please, what's the matter?
JAMES: Well, it's this woman's fault.
It's her idea of a joke. Thinks it's funny.
I never heard of anything so stupid and infantile
in my whole life.
How -- how dare she?
Hmm. Come along, Georgina, you're coming home.
GEORGINA: No, lam not.
I'm staying here in the studios to do my job.
Now, go away. You've no business to be here.
Just take Prudence home and leave me alone.
JAMES: Come along, Pru, we'd better go and find the car.
PRUDENCE: Oh, my God, what a to-do!
JAMES: You! You, I've seen you somewhere before.
Now, what are you doing here?
FREDERICK: I'm sorry, Mr. Marvin,
there's been a sort of mix up.
I'd better go home now,
if you can find someone to take my place.
Lady Dorothy will explain.
Excuse me, Miss Georgina, it wasn't me that did it.
I didn't know. Honest I didn't, miss.
GEORGINA: I know, it wasn't your fault, Frederick.
DOLLY: Well, yes, it was my fault, Georgina, but...
well, really, such a fuss.
Whatever happened to James?
GEORGINA: It wasn't very amusing, Dolly,
putting our footman in that position.
I don't like to see servants embarrassed.
Oh, look, Freddie wouldn't have minded.
It's only because James had to come down and spoil it all.
Oh, we're old friends, Freddie and I.
Are you?
Well, you're not a friend of mine,
not any longer, Dolly Hale.
You've ruined the day completely! [Cries]
DOLLY: Oh, look, come along, Georgina.
You're being silly --
GEORGINA: Go away and leave me alone, will you?
Go away.
MIKE: Okay, stand by for rehearsal again, everybody.
Into your positions, please. Into your positions.
Okay, Charlie, light it up, will you?
GEORGINA: Sorry. I'll go back on the set now, Mr. Marvin.
PAUL: Oh, no, no, no. There's no need.
Um, my dear, since I do not wish to upset Lord Bellamy's family,
I wish you to get changed, stay in your dressing room,
and I will drive you home later.
Another scene, another day, huh?
MIKE: Okay, now I want you to remember,
you're French and you're underworld.
Now, when you see Gaston
coming down those steps, that really frightens you,
because you know what's going to happen when the knives get out.
But when Gaston himself is knifed, that really scares you,
because you know there's going to be the biggest blow up
in gay Paris since the French Revolution.
MRS. BRIDGES: They wouldn't let you into the studio
to see Miss Georgina doing her acting?
EDWARD: No. MRS. BRIDGES: Oh!
EDWARD: Well, I was going to later on, see,
but we left too early.
The Major and Lady Prudence came out to the car,
faces like thunder, told me to drive straight back to London,
and that's all I know.
DAISY: Pin?
ROSE: Oh, hello, Frederick, you back?
Had your tea?
FREDERICK: Yep.
MRS. BRIDGES: There's another cup in the pot,
if you'd like some.
FREDERICK: No, thanks, Mrs. Bridges.
ROSE: What'd the doctor say?
FREDERICK: Hey?
ROSE: About your headaches.
Oh, that. He give me some medicine.
Took rather a long time, didn't he?
I thought you said you were seeing him at half past 12:00.
FREDERICK: I did.
Then I went to the park for a walk after,
listened to the band for a bit,
and went for a row on the Serpentine.
All on your own?
That's right.
- DAISY: There you are. ROSE: Thank you.
Is the Major back yet?
Yeah, he's in the morning room with Lady Prudence.
She come back for tea.
FREDERICK: Oh.
JAMES: I have every right to be angry.
My God, for two pins I'd have strangled that Dolly Hale.
PRUDENCE: I agree she did a very stupid and improper thing.
An Earl's daughter should know better.
All the same I -- I do feel you made rather more of a scene
than was necessary, in front of all those people.
JAMES: I will not stand by and see my servants humiliated
by a worthless person like Dolly Hale.
Is that really why you lost your temper, James?
Are you sure it wasn't something to do
with seeing Georgina made a fool of?
Yes. Yes, of course it was.
I don't like it when people do cruel things to Georgina.
I never have.
It's very noble and protective of you, my dear.
But don't you think that Georgina is old enough now
to choose her own friends?
JAMES: Yes, yes, I suppose she is.
Oh, why do I have to be so jealous and envious
when Georgina goes out and has fun with all her young friends?
I resent it.
I think that I feel...
well, left out, no longer part of her life.
PRUDENCE: Well, you're in love with your cousin, aren't you?
You always have been.
I -- I try and tell myself it isn't true, but...
somehow I know damn well it is.
It's useless though, I've lost her.
I am sorry. Truly.
JAMES: Dear Pru.
PRUDENCE: Thank you for taking me to the film studios.
It was a most interesting and exciting afternoon.
JAMES: Yes, yes, wasn't it? I'll ring.
PRUDENCE: No, don't bother the servants.
Edward's probably having his tea,
and I don't suppose Frederick's back on duty yet.
I'll see myself out.
Chin up, darling.
[Bell rings]
EDWARD: Morning room.
DAISY: All right.
FREDERICK: I'll go.
If that's Lady Prudence, leaving I'd rather go myself.
I want to see the Major.
It's your day off, Fred.
It's all right, I want to speak to him.
EDWARD: What, in your off duty suit?
FREDERICK: He won't mind, this once.
Lady Prudence already left, sir?
JAMES: Yes, I showed her out myself.
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
JAMES: I rang to have the tea things removed.
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
JAMES: I wasn't going to mention
this afternoon's performance until tomorrow, Frederick,
but since you're here,
I think we better discuss it now, don't you?
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
JAMES: I am all for the occasional joke, Frederick.
But you are supposed to be footman in this house, hmm?
Now, I brought you in after the war and gave you a job here,
because you'd been my servant in the Army,
and because I trusted you.
Yes, sir. I'm very grateful to you, sir.
Yes, well, I don't think that in all fairness
you can expect me to turn a blind eye
when you take part in some stupid practical joke
organized by Lady Dorothy Hale who, whatever any of us
may think of her, is nevertheless a guest
in this house from time to time, and a friend of Miss Georgina's
FREDERICK: No, sir.
JAMES: She should have known better and so should you.
All you had to do was come and tell me about it,
and I could have put a stop to it.
FREDERICK: Beg pardon, sir, but I didn't know.
JAMES: Yes, yes, Well I'm prepared
to turn a blind eye this once but in future --
FREDERICK: If I might interrupt, sir.
JAMES: What? - FREDERICK: Just to explain.
You see, I'm very grateful to you, sir,
and his lordship and her ladyship.
I've been very happy in service here, sir.
Only just lately I've been a bit...well, unsettled.
Oh, yes, because of Edward's promotion.
FREDERICK: No, not because of that, sir.
You see, ever since Lady Dorothy
called round here the other afternoon,
while you was away for Ascot, and invited me
to join some of her friends for dinner at a cafe, I've --
JAMES: She what?
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
Well, I've had the opportunity of seeing how other people live.
They've been very good to me,
and I've found I can like, well, get on with people,
Lady Dolly's sort of people.
Oh, can you?
FREDERICK: Yes, sir.
I've always been a bit ambitious, sir.
And, so, I've decided to give up service
and take my chance in the outside world,
if you'll be good enough to accept my notice, sir.
Now, just a minute, Frederick.
Are you telling me Lady Dolly's
been taking you around London with her?
FREDERICK: Yes, sir. She's been very kind to me --
buying me clothes and nice things.
JAMES: Good God, man, have you got no pride?
Has she been giving you money,
actual cash to go around with her?
Yes, sir.
She gave me some money last week.
Couldn't see no harm in it.
You couldn't see any harm in it.
You, Trooper Norton of His Majesty's Lifeguards,
my soldier, servant and footman,
little better than a kept man, a gigolo.
And you couldn't see any harm in it.
Are you mad?!
I've nothing to be ashamed of, sir.
Well, you should have.
FREDERICK: Can I take it you accept my notice then?
JAMES: What else can I do?
FREDERICK: Thank you, sir.
EDWARD: Did the Major say anything?
FREDERICK: Eh?
EDWARD: About your suit?
FREDERICK: No.
[Sighs]
Well, time to say cheerio.
MRS. BRIDGES: Cheerio?
FREDERICK: That's right.
I'm leaving.
DAISY: what?
FREDERICK: I'm leaving.
EDWARD: You never got the push.
Give meself the push.
What's happened, Frederick?
Think I can guess, Fred, can't I?
Can you?
You've got a wealthy lady friend what wants to marry you.
DAISY: [Laughs] Oh, Rose.
EDWARD: Rose, this is no time for jokes.
ROSE: It isn't a joke, is it, Fred?
Not exactly.
Well, go on. Tell us.
FREDERICK: Well, you might as well know,
seeing as I'll be gone by tomorrow morning,
'cause I'm not stopping.
MRS. BRIDGES: Frederick, what have you done?
FREDERICK: I haven't done nothing wrong, Mrs. Bridges,
I've just... well, just found out
that life's got more in it for me
than running up and down stairs in a footman's livery,
that's all.
EDWARD: Got a better job, have you?
ROSE: No, he's going to marry a wealthy lady,
like what I said.
Aren't you, Fred?
FREDERICK: I've been seeing quite a bit lately of...
Lady Dorothy Hale, you see.
MRS. BRIDGES: Seeing a bit of...
Seeing all of her if you really want to know.
Oh!
So, that's who it was.
All that expensive perfume on your scarf.
I think you'd better stop talking, Frederick.
It's disgusting.
Oh, no, let him go on.
You've been on intimate social terms with her, haven't you?
FREDERICK: It's all right, I've already told the Major.
MRS. BRIDGES: You don't think
you're going to marry Lady Dorothy, do you?
Because if you do I advise you to think again, young man.
Lady Dorothy may amuse herself
being friendly with a footman when it suits her.
I've heard of titled ladies doing such things.
But just you remember this, for all she's a mad cap,
and gets her name in the papers and all that,
she's still the Earl of Shelburne's daughter,
and you're Lord and Lady Bellamy's footman.
I don't need to marry no Earl's daughter,
Mrs. Bridges, thank you very much,
but I can get on with her sort of people.
And I can make a good living on the films and escorting
and dancing with ladies at these tea dance places.
I know I can because they all said I can.
Only the other night at the opera, Lady Dolly said --
MRS. BRIDGES: Oh, the opera is it?
We go to the opera now, do we?
Hmm. In the royal box, I suppose.
No, the one next to it.
[Laughs]
Anyway, Lady Dolly said I was wasted as a domestic servant.
"With your looks and your sex appeal,"
she said, "you could conquer London."
I'm quite sure you could, Frederick.
If by that she means carrying on with young society ladies
what's husbands can't satisfy them.
I don't call that conquering London,
any more than a tom cat on the wall in the moonlight.
ROSE: Oh, Mrs. Bridges.
DAISY: What a thing to say.
EDWARD: Not in front of my wife, Mrs. Bridges.
Well, it's about time she learned
a few things about life,
especially if she's going to stop on in this house.
I don't know!
Well, I'm off to my room then.
Start packing.
DAISY: Oh, Fred, we'll miss you.
EDWARD: Yeah. Pity. Still.
ROSE: I hope you know what you're doing, Fred.
Still, suppose it's too late to change.
You've burned your boat.
FREDERICK: I have.
Well, all I can say is,
thank the Lord Mr. Hudson isn't here.
If he knew that his footman was carrying on under his nose
with a lady what's a friend of the family's,
I think he'd drop dead.
One day, when I'm a famous film star
out in Hollywood, I'll send you all my photo,
autographed, of course, and you can show it to your pals,
and say, "That's Fred Norton as used to work here
as footman in the old days.
Done well for himself hasn't he?"
Cheerio.
JAMES: Ah, there you are.
GEORGINA: Yes, I'm back.
You dined, have you?
Oh, yes, thank you, with Paul Marvin.
Frederick's leaving us.
Why?
JAMES: Well, it seems he's got his eye on something better
than being a footman.
GEORGINA: Good for him.
I didn't dismiss him, you know.
He gave notice himself.
Yes, I see.
I would never have gone down to the studios
if I'd known that Dolly
was going to play that trick on me with Frederick.
You do know that, don't you, James?
Yes, yes, I think I can believe that.
For all your silly, childish, scatterbrain behaviour,
I think you've got more sense and good taste than
to humiliate yourself and a servant.
It must have been a dreadful experience for you,
that's all I can say.
I felt quite sorry for you.
GEORGINA: Oh, I'll get over it.
And I'm not silly or childish or scatterbrain,
Master Jumbo Bellamy.
Hmm. Oh.
Hey!
The trouble is that you are
just a rotten, pompous, stuck up, prudish goody-goody.
How dare you talk to me like that?
GEORGINA: Old fashioned, stuffy...
JAMES: You cheeky, little, conceited minx...
GEORGINA: Priggish, boring...
JAMES: You need a spanking.
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