Gosford Park
Don't just stand there.
Give me a hand with the canopy.
- Mary? Merriman? Are you ready?
- Mary?
Yes, Mr. Burkett.
Everything's ready, milady.
- I think she's knocking.
- Well, see what she wants.
I can't open this wretched thing.
I can't get this top off.
Hello. ls everything all right?
Are-Are you okay?
- Am I what?
- We're all right, thank you.
Is that Lady Trentham?
Lady Trentham.
It's, uh...
I'm William McCordle's cousin, Ivor.
- Ivor Novello.
- Yes, of course.
May I introduce
a friend of mine from California?
- Mr. Morris Weissman.
- Hello.
Hi.
Uh, we were just wondering if
we were headed in the same direction.
I dare say we might be.
Well, if-if everything
seems to be all right...
Bye.
Could we get on
before I freeze to death?
- Was that really Ivor Novello?
- Yes. Could we get on?
Oh, hello. Nice house. I like it.
- Hello, Ivor.
- Welcome back, Your Ladyship.
Constance, welcome.
Hello, dear. If he has to call me
by my Christian name,
why can't he make it
"Aunt Constance"?
I'm not the upstairs maid. He's still
got that vile little dog, I see.
Yes, the ones we hate last forever.
Did you have a horrid journey?
Yes, fairly horrid.
Take the car around the back
to unload it.
Mrs. Wilson will look after you.
Your Ladyship.
- Your Lordship.
- Mm-hmm.
- Louisa.
- William.
- Raymond. Lots of good shooting coming.
- William.
That's what we're here for.
Just leave everything in one pile
around the corner there.
Make sure it's properly labeled.
It'll go up in the luggage lift.
These are the guns.
Where's the gun room?
Down there on the right. Find Mr. Strutt, the keeper.
He'll show you what to do.
- I know what to do.
- Ellen, what do you think you're doing over there?
Take that rain off those cases
before you take them up.
Those are Mr. Novello's bags.
- Who are you?
- I'm Mr. Weissman's man.
- The Countess of Trentham.
- Yes.
Make sure they're properly labeled.
Put them down there.
- Where am I?
- You're in the stable block with the grooms.
Her Ladyship is in the Chinese room.
Elsie! Elsie!
You'll be sharing with the head housemaid.
She'll show you where everything is.
Elsie, this is Miss Trentham.
- Mrs. Wilson... Excuse me, ma'am...
- Take care of her, will you?
My name's Mary. Mary Maceachran.
Not here it's not.
It's Trentham.
- Lord Stockbridge. Guns.
- Down there on the right.
- The name's Parks. Robert Parks.
- Mr. Parks'?
Mr. Parks, below stairs
you'll be known as Mr. Stockbridge.
- There's three more outside.
- I knew a Mr. Parks who was in service in Norwich.
Is he any relation of yours?
No. London born and bred.
What should I do
with Her Ladyship's jewels?
It's this way.
George is in charge of the safe.
He's the first footman, and you
wanna watch where he puts his hands.
She's new.
Have you got the ones for tonight?
Oh, sorry.
for the first night. It saves bother.
Freddie, do wait.
For goodness sakes, Mabel.
What is it this time?
- Does my hair look all right?
- It looks fine. Where the hell were you?
We're not late.
Freddie, do please stop going on.
Isobel?
- Hello.
- Hello, Isobel.
Darling, I'll see you in there.
There's been something I've been meaning to say to you.
- Have you, uh... Have you spoken to your father?
- No.
What do you mean, no?
Hey, you promised.
I never promised.
I said I'd do my best.
- You're so beautiful
when you resist me. - Stop it.
I'll ask him tonight.
Well, you bloody well better.
- You shouldn't sneak up on people like that.
- Don't worry. It's nobody.
Sorry, Miss Isobel.
Do you really think you'll have
a chance to speak to him tonight?
- Would you stop going on about it?
- Izzy, that's all very well...
I think it's ridiculous.
I'm here to shoot.
Darling, it's a relief to me to sit next
to someone who isn't deaf in one ear.
I'm sorry?
Darling, what do you mean, "leave it"?
Well, I just meant
let it come naturally.
Don't try and steer
the conversation.
- It makes you sound so desperate.
- Well, I am f***ing desperate.
Hello, Raymond. This is
my brother-in-law, Lord Stockbridge.
Hello. I'm Morris Weissman.
- Who?
- Morris Weissman.
- Weissman, yes.
- Hello.
Oh, Elsie? Elsie,
this is Lord Stockbridge's valet.
He's new to the house,
so show him around, will you?
You'll be sharing with
Mr. Weissman's man.
- Has His Lordship's luggage gone up?
- Supposedly.
He's in the Tapestry room,
wherever that is.
Oh, well, here we go again.
That's just it. I've never
done a house party before, not properly.
How come you got taken on as a countess
lady's maid, if you've got no experience?
She wants to train me. She said
she didn't care about experience.
She didn't want
to pay for it, you mean.
It's cold in here.
You should know to pack your woollies
when you come to this house.
Here we are.
- Is everything all right, Elsie?
- Fine, Miss Lewis. Thanks.
That's your bed there.
- That good? Yeah, that's tasty.
- Very tasty.
I think I'll...
I shall go in the library.
Here you are, Pip, Pip.
I beg your pardon, sir. I thought
I'd just take the Times up with me...
- in case you'd like to read it when you're dressing.
- Thank you, Probert.
- Look after Pip for me. Good boy.
- Of course, sir.
I have to make a telephone call
to California in a couple of hours.
- I can't find a telephone.
- Well, there's a telephone just here on the left.
Oh, wonderful. Thank you. You know,
of course, I'll reverse the charges.
Yes.
There's a new restaurant in the Strand.
It's an automatic restaurant.
It's open 24 hours a day.
You can go in any time day or night.
So who's the funny
little American?
- Morris Weissman.
He's a friend of Ivor. - Oh.
Ivor asked if he could bring him along.
Didn't see why not.
I thought he might be interested
in guns and shooting.
Oh, well, never mind.
He adds to the glamor of the gathering.
I didn't expect anything
half as exotic.
Oh, no, not for me.
You know that I hate drinking whisky.
Go on, drink it.
Do you good.
Go on.
Oh, really, Bill.
You are such a bad influence.
Well, don't blame me
if I start misbehaving.
I don't know how impressed
your husband is with our Hollywood folk
Well, you know Raymond.
He only feels safe with his own kind.
Bill!
I thought ladies' maids
never wore aprons.
Her Ladyship used to have a French maid
who wore a black one like this.
She thinks it's got
a bit of style.
I bet she does, and I bet
she took it out of your wages too.
She likes to have
everything just so.
Mmm.
Don't they all.
- That's him.
- Who?
Ivor Novello.
He passed us on the road today
on his way here, and he spoke to me.
Well, he spoke to Her Ladyship,
but I answered.
I only cut it out for Garbo.
I think they've got more oomph.
Go on!
- Is he really Sir William's cousin?
- Yep.
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