I Know What I'm Doing Page #3

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It's lovely, thank you, Shelley.

Oh, any news from Sir Alan?

No, ma'am.

There've been no flights

out of Boston at all today.

The volcano in Iceland's

made it impossible.

God works in mysterious ways, ma'am.

Sir Alan's travelling to New York by road

in the hope of catching

a flight from there.

Perhaps you should call him, ma'am?

I will.

Dinner's at eight o'clock, ma'am.

Robert will serve you.

God bless you, ma'am.

Uh, thank you, Shelley.

(clock chiming)

Oh, no thank you.

Yes, please.

Thank you, Selby.

Still no news?

On television ma'am.

Everything's grounded in New York, too.

Well, perhaps tomorrow it will clear.

Thank you.

Are you all right, ma'am?

Ah, yes.

Never been better.

I think I will have an

early night, though.

Well if you rub the soles of your feet

with the palms of your hands,

and make a wish, it may come true.

It don't work if you don't

have faith in it, ma'am.

OK.

Thank you, Shelley.

(thunder rumbling)

Please let the ash blow away

so Sir Alan can come and marry me.

No more mergers and acquisitions.

Please make me Lady Pennington.

Good morning!

Oh.

Hello.

Just thought I'd rescue

an old friend from the shed.

Isn't it a glorious day?

Yes, quite.

Last night I rubbed my feet

and wished for the volcano

to stop spreading chaos over America.

Well, it must have worked.

American flights have

now got the all-clear

to fly the Atlantic.

Really?

Wonderful.

Perhaps you should have

wished for British flights

to have the all-clear, too.

You mean the cloud is over us, now?

I'm afraid so.

Everything grounded.

[June] How long?

Two, three days.

This is a disaster.

I had everything planned out perfectly.

Don't be so analytical.

Live in the moment.

Come for a 'cycle with me.

I'll show you Caldwell.

It'll save you a two-hour walk.

OK.

I want to fix those brakes.

These are our ancient yews.

Well, not so ancient.

Only 600 years old.

They bleed blood-red sap.

Thank heavens it's not real blood.

I've seen enough of that.

Lots of images that can't be

shown on the evening news.

War is a dirty business.

Is this church Norman?

Another time,

and another age.

A time when my ancestors

were fierce warriors

doing battle for freedom and liberty.

Fighting to conquer?

Fighting to defend.

Those battles have been won,

England's never been conquered.

Not all Englishmen would agree with you.

Do you think we should be fighting

in other people's battles?

People want our help.

When they do?

Let us live by it,

and rejoice in helping.

What about helping ourselves?

I'd be happier giving everything away

than becoming a hoarder.

You're carrying the world

on your broad shoulders?

That's right.

I have my health.

That's good enough for me.

You have your health, too.

We've little to complain about.

Yes, maybe battles have been won here.

But not abroad.

Are you always so arrogant?

Yes.

A little bit of arrogance goes a long way.

North Sea!

This side, Yorkshire.

That side, Denmark.

I'm not so brave with heights.

There's nothing to fear.

Won't mean anything to you,

but everything to a Yorkshireman.

Our ancestors came from across this sea.

Hamlet was from Denmark.

And Lego.

Quite a pile of bricks you have here.

There's been a castle

here since the Iron Age.

If you like it here so much

why are you away from it so often?

I chose to work.

I believe I can make a difference.

Shine a light on dark places.

What, by running away

from your commitments?

I've had to get stuck in.

I've had to work since I was 14 years old,

and I have got to be where I

am by working incredibly hard.

And your reward is Sir

Alan of Imperial Industries.

I hope the company makes

things you're proud of.

No.

Not everything.

I have to work in the real world.

Are you proud of renting out your estate?

No, I'm not.

It's a fact of life.

You've got it made.

I'm happy for you.

As Lady Pennington you can now stop work

and dedicate yourself to

raising funds for charity.

Really, you are impossible to talk to.

Survey my domains, June Bennett!

And see that better times

for the Lord of Caldwell preceded me.

I see that your ancestors

took advantage of others.

God knows what they did to

their own women and children,

ruled them all without a conscience.

No different to today.

The idle rich using their wealth

to live in ivory towers

surrounded by moats.

Their children on drugs and alcohol,

in need of something

to do with their time.

Can you not see the truth in this?

Oh yes, I can, and from down here

I can see that you are

lord of a splendid ruin

and nothing else.

And I can see that you

are a damsel in distress.

Money has always been wasted by the rich.

It will ruin you.

Oh, please.

Can this tour be over

now, I have things to do.

Thank you for showing me

your ancient possession.

My pleasure.

Eyup.

Look who it is.

Good day to thee, Caldwell.

Newell Thorpe, isn't it?

How's your father?

Retired, sir.

I'm under keeper now.

Brandon here helps me with grounds.

John Yates' son, right?

How's your family?

Fine, Caldwell, just fine.

And how's the game this year?

Well, tenant at big house.

He don't like fishing or shooting.

And as a result stocks are low

because he's not interested

in trout or partridge.

I'll tell thee, there's lots

of idle hands on the estate.

Does Mrs. Watts not keep an eye on that?

It's not Briley's fault, sir, it's...

It's yon man from America.

I mean how does an American

get to be called a Sir, any road?

Haven't we got enough Sirs

without getting more from America?

Who can tell, Newell?

He must've done something

good to deserve it.

He's like king he is, rich man.

Has no care for money.

Come round to house

with trout from London.

Our sis, Claire, was employed

to make an outdoor

swimming pool last summer.

I mean don't get me wrong,

she's not complaining about money.

But I ask you,

what's wrong with Caldwell

Bay, if thou wants to swim?

I mean there's a whole wide

sea from here to Denmark.

Well have they finally

concreted America at long last?

(laughing)

So will you be going to

dance at village hall tonight?

Band was booked to play at big house.

Cancelled, with pay.

Bread and breakfast and all.

Well I suppose that's

money for you, isn't it?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Champion.

Here, hold that.

Now then, would you like some trout?

For dinner.

Thank you, Newell.

I'll have Mrs. Watts

cook it up for supper.

Good day to you.

Good day, Caldwell.

[Geoffrey] Good day.

Any road, let's get going.

Come on, I haven't got time

to mess about, come on.

Ah, what you doing?

I hope you don't mind what they said.

Oh, really?

I would rather eat trout from London

than catch it from god-knows-where.

And I would rather swim in a swimming pool

than the freezing cold sea.

And they have no idea about America.

This village could fit in

a corner of Central Park.

So you haven't got time to see the Bay.

I can see it from the house.

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