Howards End Page #2

You do mind.

Will Paul Wilcox point

at our house and say...

"There lives the girl

who tried to catch me"?

Ridiculous.

They've only taken the flat

for a few weeks, the porter said.

Do we bow,

or do we cut them dead?

Darling...

why don't you take up

Cousin Frieda's invitation...

and go to Hamburg

for those few weeks?

Yes. I think I shall.

Not that it matters. but...

one wouldn't want to keep

bumping into Wilcoxes.

Don't hog all

those scones. Tibby.

Is that young man for us.

do you suppose?

He is for us.

Uh, ifyou'll pardon me, miss.

You took my umbrella.

Quite inadvertently, I'm sure.

At the Ethical Hall.

"Music and meaning."

I'm so sorry. I do nothing

but steal umbrellas.

Do come in and choose one.

It's all right. Annie.

Let's see, is yours

a hooky or a knobbly?

Mine's a knobbly. at least I think it is.

That's Tibby's. How about this one?

I suppose you really oughtn't

open these indoors. Never mind.

No. it's all gone along the seams.

It's an appalling umbrella.

It must be mine.

- Oh. I'm so sorry.

- Has my sister stoIen your umbrella?

Oh, not again. Helen. She is

an incorrigible thief. I am so sorry.

- I say, do stay for tea. Mr.

- Bast.

- Mr. Bast. won't you stay for tea?

- Yes, do stay, Mr. Bast.

It's the least we can do

having made you all wet.

Our brother's upstairs.

so you'll have a chaperon.

-Look, he's soaked. Meg. Please come up.

-Helen. put him upstairs.

What did you think ofthe lecture?

I don't agree about the goblins.

But I do about

the heroes and shipwreck.

You see, I'd always imagined a trio

of elephants dancing at that point.

Well, he obviously didn't.

- "Music and Meaning," Margaret.

- Oh. "Music and Meaning."

Does music have meaning?

Ofthe literary kind. I mean.

- That's pure slush.

- A guest.

-Mr. Bast. won't you take offyour coat?

-And trust us with your umbrella?

- And sit down.

- Have some tea, won't you?

How boring it would be

if it were only the score.

- China tea?

- Do you take sugar?

"Only the score"?

What an insidious "only."

We do have the other

kind oftea. ifyou prefer.

- Thank you, but. uh

- Don't you want that?

Here are some scones that

Tibby hasn't yet consumed.

We are so very sorry to have

put you to this inconvenience.

I hope you will

come another day.

Would you?

We should be so glad.

Do take our card.

Thank you. Ifyou'll excuse me.

I really must be going.

I'll see you out. Are you sure you

don't want a scone for the journey?

No. No, thankyou.

I must be going. Good-bye.

Why didn't you make that

young man welcome, Tibby? Hmm?

You must do the host

a little, you know.

You could've coaxed him

into stopping...

instead of letting him

be swamped by screaming women.

[ Chattering ]

[ Whistling ]

Get your hot soup here.

Hot soup. lovely and warm.

[ Continues Whistling ]

[ Train Rumbling ]

[ Woman ]

That you, Len ?

Where have you been?

- I'm off my head with worrying.

- About what?

- About you.

- Let go, Jacky.

Every ti me I 'm five mi n utes late,

you see me lyi n g dead i n the road...

crushed and killed

in a gruesome accident.

Well, people do get killed in accidents

and don't come home no more.

Anymore, Jacky.

I told you I was going

to a lecture on "Music and Meaning."

I lost my u m brel la.

It's all right. I got it back.

Have you had your tea?

I've kept you a bit of tongue in jelly.

- No.

- Sure?

I'll have it. then.

Funny, isn't it?

Every time I worry,

I get starving hungry.

The thoughts that go through

my head. You'd laugh.

You listening. Len?

Not only accidents.

That you'll get wet in the rain.

- Didyou?

- No.

You said you lost your umbrella.

I'll think, "Lord, he'll catch cold."

"It'll go to his chest."

"And where's the money

to come from for the doctor?"

"And what if he is

in an accident..."

"and they take him to the hospital

in the ambulance?"

"And him with holes in his socks."

- Hey, Jacky.

- I want to see.

- What?

- If there's holes in you r socks.

Stop it, Jacky.

Len.

- Come to bed.

- I'll just finish this chapter.

Len.

- You love you rJacky, do you. Len?

- Let me read.

Len.

- Are you gonna make it all right?

- You're not starting on that again.

I've told you a hund red times

if I've told you once...

we'll get married the day I'm 21 .

I'd do it before if it weren't for my

brother would come and put a stop to it.

What's it to him?

What's he ever done for me?

That's right.

What's a nyone ever done?

It's just you and me.

And ifyou was to go a nd leave me,

I don't know what I'd do. I truly don't.

Now go to bed.

You come too. Come on.

- Book ma rker.

- "Margaret Schlegel."

And who is Margaret Schlegel?

- J ust a lady I met.

- Oh, a lady. La-di-da.

Come off it, Jacky.

She's a hundred years old.

Says you.

So that's where you had your tea.

Nice cucu mber sandwiches

cut ever so thin.

[ Leonard ] "Ankle-deep,

he waded through the bluebells."

"His spirit rose and exulted..."

"as he breathed in

the sun-drenched air."

"The glorious day

was in its last decline."

"Long shadows lay on the sward,

and from above..."

"the leaves dripped their shimmering

drops ofgold-green light."

"Moths and butterflies

swarmed in merry hosts..."

"flittering here,

glimmering there."

"But hush.

Could that be a deer?"

[ Train Passing ]

[ Mrs. Wilcox ]

Oh, please show her in.

Hello. I'm so sorry.

Why, Miss Schlegel.

How kind ofyou to call.

I've wanted to

for ever so long.

But we haven't been here

for ever so long.

Mrs. Wilcox. uh, may I?

You see, all that business

last summer at Howards End

No. it goes further than that.

Since we met at Speyer.

Do you remember?

That restored cathedral

we all hated so.

What I remember

principally about Speyer...

was the great pleasure

of meeting you. Miss Schlegel.

- Helen's gone to Germany.

- And Paul's gone to Nigeria.

[ Chuckling ]

So...

you see, now we can meet.

because they can't.

It's no use beating about the bush.

What happened in the summer...

was unfortunate

for both of them, don't you feel?

Because

I'm sure you think the same way.

- Because they should not meet.

- Yes. I feel that.

They belong to types that can

fall in love. but can't live together.

I'm afraid that

in nine cases out of ten...

nature pulls one way

and human nature the other.

I do rattle on. I'm afraid

I shall tire you out in no time.

It is true I am not

particularly well just today.

But I'm so grateful for your visit.

Miss Schlegel. You see. I'm quite alone.

My husband and daughter have gone off

on a motoring tour in Yorkshire...

and the young couple

are on their honeymoon.

- Charles and Dolly.

- Oh. may I see? How lovely.

They've gone to Naples. I can hardly

imagine my Charles in Naples.

- Doesn't he like traveling?

- Oh. yes. He likes travel.

But he does see through

foreigners so.

What he would enjoy most

is a motor tour through England.

Charles takes after me,

Miss Schlegel.

He truly loves England.

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