Glorious 39 Page #9

Have been for a long time.

Your father

is a very influential person.

Charmingly absent-minded,

but very, very influential.

He hides his true seriousness, my dear,

except from those of us

who really know him.

This recording of our meeting,

the one you tried to post,

was made for him, of course.

I am sure you knew that, my dear.

All the records were for him.

Why else would they

have been stored at your house?

It's a little hot, isn't it?

We're using your house in London

for a series of meetings.

Your father is chairing those meetings.

That is why you are here.

How simple it is,

and how very important.

Are you going to kill me?

My dear,

what sort of question is that?

Even for an actress!

Really! The adopted daughter

of my old friend?

What could have given you such an idea?

- What happened to her?

- You think we know?

Yes, I think you do.

You are a little feverish,

aren't you, darling?

Hot and cold flushes.

- You've got a temperature.

- Mr. Balcombe was here.

You're mistaken, darling.

Mr. Balcombe was not here.

I would never let him come back.

We don't need to see

that spooky man ever again.

So quiet, isn't it? No children, no pets.

It's the most peculiar thing,

the silence out there.

Except for the horrid bells.

They're talking about stopping

the bells ringing

till the end of the war.

Talk about a silver lining!

That would be simply marvellous.

Now we need to find you

something delightful to eat.

I am not eating anything

until you stop putting

something else in it.

Mr. Balcombe was here. I didn't dream it.

He had Lawrence killed.

You're feverish, darling.

You let that man come back

and see me. How could you do that?

This war is a terrible thing, my dear.

As you know, I hate exaggeration,

but everything we believe in,

everything I believe in -

democracy, culture -

will be destroyed if we get involved

in this ruinous war.

I certainly don't sympathise

with the Nazi ideology.

In fact, I rather despise it.

But there is absolutely no chance

of us winning this war.

We will be completely destroyed

unless we make peace.

And we are working

to arrange that peace very hard.

Nothing must disturb that.

Ralph understands this.

Celia understands it in her own way.

But somehow I knew...you wouldn't.

So we have to keep you here.

- To do what with?

- To keep you safe.

I couldn't share

certain things with you,

what I need to do for this country.

Maybe there are 2 sorts of love.

I don't want to be made to choose.

Mama?

Mama!

Mama!

You've turned into a proper hostess

when I wasn't looking.

- Ralph can go.

- He's already agreed to...

Someone has to be here for Anne.

We must monitor the situation.

Nobody would listen to Anne.

She's got no evidence.

But it is best we do this.

It's simple. We bring Mrs. Knight

back. It's the best solution.

Mrs. Knight will get something down her

that will keep her quiet,

sedated for days.

We can have an outing

with the ambassadors' children.

You f***ing bastards!

You are nothing to do with me!

You will not bring

that ghastly woman back here!

You think I'm going to let that b*tch

look after me?

I will not let that f***ing woman

terrorise me!

Why are you looking like that?

Why should you be surprised?

I'm not frightened of you!

Remember, I am the child of gypsies!

It was bound to come out sooner or later,

what I'm really like!

That's what YOU think, isn't it!

Here it is!

Darling...

Don't you f***ing "darling" me,

you bastard!

You are nothing to do with me!

This is not the way, Glorious.

Will you just leave me alone with her?

Why don't you ever do what you're told?

Why do you insist

that you always know best?

Because, in the end, what you never

realised was you knew nothing.

Nothing that really mattered!

You would not listen to me, would you?

I told you to get on with your life.

And now look at you. Look at you!

We just have to stop

giving you water, Glorious,

and it's all over.

What do we do now?

We leave her.

It would depend on the condition.

I'll never let you go away again.

Bombardier!

You can't get in,

and I can't get out.

Anyone there?

Mama, did you open the door?

Thank you, Mama.

Go.

- Walter.

- Anne! What are you doing?

I need to get away from here.

Come this way. I'll find you a taxi.

I will.

Who are those children?

I thought all the children had been

evacuated from around here.

They have.

There they are.

You can join your family, Anne.

We're just giving the ambassadors'

children a little outing.

- Come and help.

- Come and join us, Anne.

Anne! Come here, darling.

Come to me.

- And none of us saw her again.

- None of us!

She died, I believe, in Canada

about 20 years ago.

We're the only ones left.

No words of condemnation for me?

No. You were...

you were very young, after all.

I was a baby!

And it was such a long time ago.

Nobody remembers!

I just did what they wanted.

I did what Mr. Balcombe

and the family wanted.

They said she needed

to be taught a lesson.

I was only doing what was expected.

It was a very strange time back then.

I even tried to warn her.

They've all gone now.

Can't trouble us.

Can't trouble Walter.

Yes. I must go.

There is just one thing, a little favour.

Another one?

My mother arranged

to meet me round here.

She would have been waiting a

little while now. It's very close by.

If you could just come and say hello,

I know she'd appreciate it.

Please. Will you come?

Dear God! It's impossible!

Walter, Oliver... This is my mother.

And this...is Anne Keyes.

It's good to meet you again, gentlemen.

It's so very good.

Anne.

I had no idea, no idea at all.

No idea that I was still here?

No, I know you didn't.

You knew all along.

You knew!

We wanted to hear it from your own lips.

I just wanted to say hello again.

Since we are family.

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