I Know What I'm Doing Page #4

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Goodbye.

(cell phone ringing)

Alan?

Alan?

[Alan] Hello dear, I'm

glad to hear your voice.

I'm still in New York.

I'm in Caldwell.

[Alan] Yes, I know.

Did you get the ring

delivered to you from Cartier?

Yes, yes.

Alan, it's exquisite.

There's something funny with your voice.

Are you sick?

[Alan] No, dear.

Now listen, I'm going

to text you a number.

I want you to call the Carews.

They're the only decent people

worth knowing around Caldwell.

I want you to go over and see them.

They'll look after you.

Thank you.

I'm thinking about checking

into a hotel until you arrive.

[Alan] Are Mrs. Watts and the staff

not looking after you?

Oh, of course, of course

darling, wonderfully.

[Alan] Do as you please, dear.

I'm about to board a plane for Madrid.

It's a bit of a detour,

but I'll be with you soon.

We'll have a quiet wedding.

Oh, yes love.

- Must go, sweetie.

- Kisses.

June.

Briley.

Vicar Davies is here to see you.

The Vicar?

He's in the library.

The bride.

Excellent.

Vicar Davies.

Call me Peter.

Mrs. Watts has filled me

in with all the details.

My humblest sympathies.

You must have been so looking forward

to the ceremony this afternoon.

Yes, I was.

What a pity.

Can't be helped.

In an ideal situation I could have spoken

with you and Alan together.

It's always reassuring to know

that there'll be no surprises

during the ceremony.

Firstly, I can establish

that you are aware

that Sir Alan has been

married several times before.

Yes, of course.

Now June, I must ask.

Are you Anglican?

Ish.

Believe that Christ died for our sins?

I think so.

No previous marriages?

No, not that I know of.

Excellent.

Not in the family way?

No.

Wonderful.

Now luckily it's just

one further question.

Are you marrying Sir Alan

out of your own free will?

Yes, most certainly.

Fantastic, a tick in every box.

I've spoken to Alan and he is

thrilled to be marrying you.

We don't know what day

or time he'll get here,

but I'm happy to marry

you in this small room.

Any questions?

No.

Peter, thank you.

No, thank you, June.

Right-ho.

Hello.

June.

That was Stanley.

He's bringing up the car.

Thank you.

I'm quite excited to meet the Carews.

They're old friends of Alan's from London.

They bought Alsorp House from

the Derwents two years ago.

They were the ones to recommend

this house to Sir Alan.

Oh, so they're new to the area?

Did you know the Derwents?

I went to school with

their eldest daughter.

The Crash ruined them.

They were forced to sell.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I've had an email from Sir Alan.

He's hoping to catch

the train this evening

from Madrid to Paris.

And the Eurostar in the morning to London.

It is quite chaotic.

People are stranded everywhere.

Anything might happen.

Oh god, just let him get here.

Stanley's here.

Bri.

Can I ask you something?

Is it about Geoffrey?

Yes.

He's a man, June.

He's like all other men.

Showers his attention on

you when it suits him,

and runs away the moment you

demand real attention from him.

Getting him to commit

to anything is a task.

Being privileged is not

enough for Caldwell.

He has to see the other side of life.

Capture it with his camera.

He's an idealist.

A good soul hoping to

change a shabby world.

Then who isn't?

Of course.

But that's not what I

was going to ask you.

No.

Why doesn't he ever

come into this house?

There's a curse on the Lord of Caldwell.

A curse?

That's ridiculous.

Are you ready, my lady?

Thank you, can you

give us a moment, please?

A curse?

Hello.

Robert.

Would you like to tell Ms. Bennett

why Caldwell won't enter this house?

"Caldwell may enter at his peril,

"and fall at every step,

"and every fall a broken bone,

"the broken bone his neck."

It's well known, ma'am.

The Lords of Caldwell

never live in this house.

This is the millennium.

I agree with you, June.

But we can't shake

Caldwell from believing it.

He was born in the room

you're sleeping in.

He hasn't set foot in this house since...

Well, since his father died

and he became Lord of Caldwell.

But can't the curse be lifted?

Mr. Howden travels in war zones.

What's wrong with him?

'Tis a powerful curse, ma'am.

It must be for a grown man

like Mr. Howden to believe in it.

Rumour has it

it was the sixth Lady Caldwell

who invoked the curse.

Her husband ran off to

America with another woman.

Really.

She didn't get over it.

She was a Howden by then.

Claxton.

Thank you.

Claxton.

Is that Mr. Howden on the beach?

Aye it was, my lady.

Ever since he were a young

man he swum in Caldwell Bay.

Every day, come rain, hail, or shine.

Mr. Howden's a fine man, my lady.

A very fine man.

She'll be down in a moment, Miss.

Thank you.

Is she here?

She's in the big room.

Are you June Bennett?

Oh.

Yes, I am.

I've heard all about you from Mama.

You're going to marry Sir Alan.

That's right.

He's very, very rich you know.

Are you rich?

Ah, no, I'm not.

This is a lovely old house.

Yes.

Daddy's in oil.

That's what he says, anyway,

although I think he sells

weapons to foreign governments.

A chum at boarding school told me.

What school did you go to?

Nowhere you would have heard of.

How old are you?

Sir Alan's a lot older than you, isn't he?

Yes, he is.

He's my godfather.

I told him if he could wait four years

then I would marry him.

I was joking of course.

No, Sir Alan's a lovely man,

but I wouldn't want want to

marry a man much older than me

like him.

Even if I'm your age.

I don't think age has

very much to do with love.

You're in love with Sir Alan?

Yes, I am.

You love him for his money.

In spite of his money.

Would you marry a

man if he had no money?

That is something you're

going to have to find out

for yourself when you're my age.

Could I leave early tonight

so I can go to the dance,

Mrs. Carew?

It's most unusual, Jones.

Well, it is a special occasion.

Well all right.

Just this once.

Oh, Mama, this is June Bennett.

Thank you, Beatrice,

isn't she precocious?

Gives everyone the third degree.

I'm Caroline.

We are going to be such good friends.

And this is Herbert.

Ah, future Lady Pennington,

let me have a look at you.

My my my, what a picture.

Let's see, Renoir, Goya.

Oh, I see it, Manet, definitely a Manet,

would you say, Caroline?

Oh yes, you definitely pass.

I'm Alan's second cousin.

You're with family now,

we'll look after you,

won't we Caroline?

I do hope you play Bridge.

How's Caldwell House?

Empty without Sir Alan.

Oh of course it is, old girl.

Well I'm sure he'll be here soon enough.

Chin up, Lady Pennington.

Yes.

You're in society circles now, June.

Tomorrow we'll go over to Duffield House,

and I'll introduce you to

my Great Aunt, Lady Bubwith.

[Beatrice] Oh, god.

Taking it easy, Caldwell?

It's a hard life,

this to-ing and fro-ing.

Maybe I should give up the foreign work.

Come home.

Settle down.

Where would you stay after it?

You can hardly take a

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