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are suffering the humiliation...

degradation, shame...

of the agonies of malnutrition.

Of course, I'd love to make a film someday.

But so much is important:

The right director, the right script...

You think a good director

makes a difference, do you?

It has been known.

- This is my wife, Sybil. Diana Scott.

- Hello.

I think he managed that

very well indeed, don't you?

Here she is. Diana.

I was half afraid you'd walked out

in protest against my speechifying.

Not at all.

They've got something for us upstairs.

Crisps and Pepsi-Cola.

I'm afraid I haven't seen

one of your pictures.

So little time when one's in politics

to do anything except try and stay here.

I must say that Bruce Rolford

lost 27,000 last week.

Actually, to refute his exaggeration,

good evening...

- it was only 21,000.

- Is that all?

- Miles, how are you?

- Well, Your Grace. And you?

- Absolutely splendid.

- I'm delighted.

It was said of her great-grandmother...

that the only cabinet members

who weren't her lovers...

were those who had reason to believe

they might be her father.

Yes. Poor Elspeth.

She's got a lot to live up to.

- Lf it isn't the Lord Grant.

- My dear Miles.

Like your black boys, John. I suppose

I can't wrap one up to take him home.

I wouldn't advise you to try.

They're all numbered. I wouldn't try

and change your luck if I were you.

- I think everything's laid on...

- Would you like to see the library?

Only one way to preserve a library today.

That's to build a gambling den around it.

"This royal throne of kings

"This scepter'd isle

"This earth of majesty

"This seat of Mars

"This other Eden, demi-paradise

"This fortress built by Nature for herself

"Against infection and the hand of war

"This happy breed of men, this little world

"This precious stone set in the silver sea

"Which serves it in the office of a wall

Or as a moat defensive to a house

"Against the envy

"of less happier lands

"This blessed plot, this earth, this realm

"this England"

That's the Glass house.

What's this supposed to be?

It's known familiarly

as three couples taking their pleasures...

with a fourth looking on.

Charming.

Would it be locked?

One has a key.

One would.

- Is this you?

- My secretary.

Do you go into sporting?

Yes, I do.

- Do you?

- No, I don't do anything.

What is it?

Do you have parents?

I can't imagine you with parents.

Yes, I have.

Two of them.

- Imagine if...

- What?

...it took three.

- Took three?

Sexes to make a child.

Very entertaining.

Everything would be different, wouldn't it?

Quite different with three sexes.

Haven't we got enough problems with two?

- Is this where the Glass millions are stored?

- Millions? No.

Don't tell me it only contains

a pint of milk and a book of stamps.

Leave me my illusions, please.

It's mainly papers.

- Important papers?

- Very.

Do open it. I should love to see

an important paper. I never have.

Wouldn't you, under any circumstances?

If someone made it worth your while,

really worth your while?

Have you ever been afraid, really afraid?

- What's an important paper about?

- All sorts of things.

- People you're about to take over?

- Could be.

And people we're interested in,

one reason or another.

Don't people know

when you're interested in them?

They know, sometimes.

Well, then?

- But they don't know how interested.

- No, I suppose not.

- That's not so easy to tell, I suppose.

- One hopes not.

I wish you'd open up.

I can't do that.

- Sorry.

- What for?

I seem to be leaving

most of your tires on the road.

Enjoy yourself, with the compliments

of the Glass organization.

- Don't you possess anything of your own?

- Only the things I can't replace.

Of course I told Robert about Miles.

It didn't mean anything, after all.

I was always absolutely honest with Robert.

I just had to be.

And heavens, there's nothing wrong with

somebody helping you with your career.

Miles was just madly helpful.

He knew absolutely everyone.

He was just so madly helpful, that's all.

We just wanted to have a look at you.

Yes. We just want to take a look at you.

Have a look.

Would you look toward the street?

That's right. Now the door.

That's right. Now I want you to look at me...

but keep your neck the same angle.

What do you think?

She's all right. She's fine.

- Has she enough profile?

- Sure.

She'll be standing up most of the time.

Excuse me, but I don't even know

what the film's called.

Jacqueline.

- The book?

- Yes.

What part would it be?

Jacqueline.

So much for me. That's me lot.

What?

There was a bit later, when I was picked up

by the ambulance, but that's been cut.

Tough.

From now on,

it's just about who did me and why.

You two make a round back.

Roberts, will you help me?

- Yes?

- My name's Martin. Inspector Martin.

We've been expecting you. This way, please.

What a party. What a wake.

What a bunch of zombies.

You hated the movie?

- Didn't you? If you did, say you did.

- I did.

- You didn't?

- All right, I didn't.

You did. Then, I must say...

never been so insulted in all me days.

Me first title role.

- Robert, what did you think of Miles?

- Absolutely crazy about him.

- Seriously, what did you?

- What can I say?

- You think I've been a fool?

- No, people do what they want to.

- You are jealous.

- Who knows what I am?

- You're the one I bed with.

- At present.

I hate you. What a thing to say!

What do you want me to say?

You know as well as I do what you're up to.

Don't be jealous. There's no need.

Anyway, this is the finish.

- Of what?

- Me and showbiz.

Why?

It so happens I'm pregnant.

You're angry?

Are you pleased?

I'm pleased.

You should have told me sooner.

I would have carried you.

- I can't hear any ticking.

- You won't for some months.

- You never know.

- Yes, you would.

- Are you pleased?

- Lf you are.

- What shall we call it?

- Jacqueline.

But, of course. Jacqueline.

- Shall I wear it to Pat and Marge's?

- Darling, it's much too soon for that.

Oh, yes. Just for a giggle.

Please. I'll have this.

I hadn't really thought

about what it meant, you know.

It seemed lovely.

But then I realized it was going to be

the ruination of my career...

messing up people's lives. ;

mine, Robert's, everybody's.

I just began to realize

I couldn't go through with it.

Heather was lovely. She was terribly nice.

Because she'd had

a miscarriage herself recently...

and she sort of knew the ropes on that.

Thank you.

If you could be here on Friday

at 11:
00, that would be best.

Bring overnight things

and skip breakfast that morning.

Thank you.

How do you feel?

I don't want anything to do with sex again

as long as I live.

How do you feel?

Empty.

- When are they going to let you out?

- Anytime.

They've got lots of eager ladies.

They're queuing for the bed, it seems.

I can believe that.

I'm not going back to the flat.

I see.

You don't, but it doesn't matter.

All right. I don't.

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