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00:49:31
Hugh Bonneville, Phyllis Logan, Elizabeth McGovern
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Ruined and notorious, a laughingstock, a social pariah.
I'm the daughter of a farmhand, I'm lucky to be a maid.
My boots are at the mender and I haven't ridden for weeks.
Well, the next time you feel a twinge, you must come to Istanbul.
I'll get Lynch to sort out the governess cart and I'll pick you up at about 11:00.
You know Thomas, my lord. He has to have a grumble,
I couldn't find her breeches anywhere,
so I asked Mr Bates and he looked among his lordship's riding clothes
An attache at the Turkish embassy. A Mr Kemal Pamuk.
Well, fetch it to me, then. Oh, you're all in a daze today.
Her ladyship wants the fawn skirt Lady Mary never wears.
There won't be any more annoyance for you.
The bleeding great packing case that weighs a tonne, that's what.
COUNTESS: No, leave her alone.
A Turkish diplomat called something I can't read
He's the son ofone ofthe sultan's ministers and he's here for the Albanian talks.
than work from dawn till dusk in a cramped and gloomy office.
Does it say anything about the side aisle?
I gather if he takes a tumble, you'll be endangering world peace.
Your instinct do you credit.
We all carry scar, Mr Bates, inside or out.
Mr Napier's valet seems a competent fellow, and Thomas knows what he's doing.
with a wide, toothy grin and hair reeking of pomade.
So you hanker for the days ofserfdom?
What do say, Mr Pamuk? Should our housemaid be kept enslave
I gather if he takes a tumble, you'll be endanger world peace.
Lady Mary Crawley, I presume?
You tighten these, gradually, as tight as you can stand,
That's my wonderful complexion, inherit from my Irish mother.
He says he's found a pub that cater for hunting.
In fact, I rather admire him.
Well, I suppose I've just realise that it's not going to happen.
but I gather he cheer up when he saw the gentleman.
Anna? Please see that Lady Mary is fully equip to go hunting.
Every day the papers warn us of German spies
I don't think Mr Pamuk bother with cocoa much, or books.
That run remind me of a day last month up in Cheshire.
Mary won't take Matthew Crawley, so we'd better get her settle
I dare say.
It's bound to be a shock.
I twist my bad leg and walked on it too soon,
I gather if he takes a tumble, you'll be endangering world peace.
she's quite capable ofdoing her own flinging, I assure you.
none ofthe rooms in this house belong to you.
You should get that brush.
I can't make his eyes stay shut.
- But will she judge them sensibly? - No one's sensible at her age.
Actually, he was a terribly nice fellow.
and "Lord Branksome's charming son", who's to be flung at Mary, presumably.
You tighten these, gradually, as tight as you can stand,
I can give it without ever specifying precisely what your work here has been.
Have you ever felt your life was somehow slipping away
I'm perfectly all right, thank you, Mrs Hughes.
Which obviously, you did.
Apparently his man speaks no English,
- So he definitely went in? - I saw him walk through the door.
But so does everyone else, unfortunately.
Kirby, possibly, or perhaps Easingwold.
Now, I'm relying on you to see that I go downstairs properly dressed.
It's nothing, truly.
Indeed she is, Mrs Hughes, and I have no intention of usurping your authority.
Since it would probably kill him, and certainly ruin his life, I will not.
What does it do, exactly?
- let alone if... - What?
I want to know more about the county generally, if I'm to live here.
- Anything interesting? - Not particularly.
Kirby, possibly, or perhaps Easingwold.
Sometimes you have to be hard on yourself, but you can change it completely, I know.
and made enquiries about the fortune, don't pretend otherwise.
Well, it must have been frightful for all ofthem.
than work from dawn till dusk in a cramped and gloomy office.
Ruined and notorious, a laughingstock, a social pariah.
I've done nothing to be ashamed of.
- Is there some crisis ofwhich I am unaware? - No, Mr Carson.
She was so jealous, she made me promise she could come with us.
I saw this advertisement for a limp corrector.
The truth is, Lady Grantham, I am not a vain man.
ROBERT: Well, I hope Mary hasn't left you too exhausted, Mr Napier?
They are finer and more fragile than our own.
We must have a care for feminine sensibilities.
Branksome's a dull dog, but I don't suppose that matters.
Don't be ridiculous.
- But will she judge them sensibly? - No one's sensible at her age.
He's the son ofone ofthe sultan's ministers and he's here for the Albanian talks.
And he's eager to try an English hunt.
I'm very attracted to the Turkish culture.
Life can be terribly unfair, can't it?
and "Lord Branksome's charming son", who's to be flung at Mary, presumably.
And I am grateful, truly, but there is nothing I need help with.
Did you enjoy the hunt today, Mr Napier? Mary said you had a tremendous run.
I don't think he has the slight intention offighting as it is.
Why doesn't the gorgeous Turk have his own chap?