Mrs. Miniver Page #8

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No, I don't think so.

I'm not going to risk my life

for your knitting needles again.

No. I've got them with me.

Fine barrage tonight, isn't it?

It gets better each time.

I can't hear any bombs, can you?

No.

I suppose they're saving them

for the aerodrome again.

Yes.

And the county hospital.

Well.

My laundry come back?

- Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Oh, no, you don't.

You ought to patent that, Clem.

It saves us from suffocating.

See this new idea?

- No. What is it?

The latest in gas detectors.

If there's any gas, the gauze turns green.

Does it stop the gas from coming in?

If you see this gauze change color...

...grab this, shut it with a bang

like that, see?

Then what happens?

- Then we suffocate.

Biscuit?

- Thank you.

Mrs. Miniver's best.

Ada wasn't much good at coffee.

- She was awful.

Still, she was a good cook,

as good cooks go.

And as good cooks go,

she went.

Still, Ada will be a tower of strength

in the tank corps canteen.

Closer.

I wonder what Toby would do

if he lost that cat.

I daren't think.

I suppose that's the way to be really happy.

Be with something

that you just can't live without.

Or someone.

Isn't that getting a little long?

Vin says they like them long in the air force.

Isn't it nice they're getting back

for the flower show?

Yes, isn't it?

Did you find out when their train arrives?

- 11:
45, I think they said.

Good.

I am glad they went to Scotland for

the honeymoon. It's so beautiful.

Yeah.

That's a bomb.

They are going for the aerodrome again.

Have you finished with this, darling?

- Yes.

It's a lovely story.

I wonder if Lewis Carroll ever dreamed

it would live forever.

You know, it's the first story I ever read.

- Mine too.

Really?

'How she would keep

through all her riper years...

...the simple and loving heart

of her childhood...

...and how she would gather

about her little children...

...and make their eyes bright and eager

with many a strange tale.'

'Perhaps even with the dream

of Wonderland of long ago.

And how she would feel

with all her simple sorrows...

...and find a pleasure

in all her simple joys...

...remembering her own child life

and the happy summer days.'

The happy summer days.

Napoleon's all right, darling.

He's gone under there.

Mommy?

- Yes, dear?

They nearly killed us this time,

didn't they?

It's all over, darling. It's all over now.

Hello, Mother. Hello, Dad.

- Hello, darling.

How have you been?

We had a wonderful time.

Good-looking bride you've got, boy.

Hello, Mother.

- Oh, my God.

Good to see you again.

- Wonderful.

Carol, sweet.

Don't I get a kiss?

- Certainly do.

Did you enjoy yourselves?

- We had a lovely time.

We fished and rowed and sailed.

We had a lovely little cottage

and a Mrs. McLorry to cook for us.

How she cooked, and how we ate.

Can I help you, Dad?

- No.

Hello, Mr. Ballard.

- How do you do?

Morning, Ballard. I see you've entered

your rose in the flower show.

It's a good rose.

- I haven't seen it yet.

I wager the best thing about it is its name.

The Mrs. Miniver. That's you, my dear.

You're coming to the flower show?

- All except Clem.

I'm afraid I can't. I'm on patrol duty.

You're missing a lot. Local talent.

Old Snope is playing his flute solo.

I'll be there early.

- All right. Goodbye, dear.

Careful.

How's it going, George?

Fine, Mr. Miniver. Just fine.

Let's go, Vin.

Well, here we are.

- Welcome home, such as it is.

It's quite a mess.

It must've been dreadful.

Oh, it's not as bad as it looks.

We just didn't have time to clear it all up.

The dining room there got the worst of it.

But I always did want to do that room over.

The upstairs is quite all right.

- Yeah.

Darling, we'll have to get some blankets

up there and black that place out.

Toby, old boy.

- Vin.

Vin.

Hello, Toby.

- Carol.

That was wonderful.

You liked it?

- Yes, it was fine.

I've had the mumps.

Oh, this was a lovely surprise.

All right, children, let Carol go now.

Come on, Vin.

I'll take you up to your room.

It's your old room, of course, Vin,

but we made a few changes.

Yeah, the Jerries made a few more.

Thank your father too, darling.

I'll do that right away

and bring up the rest of the luggage.

Thanks for the lovely room.

And thanks for Vin.

He is nice, isn't he?

I wonder if you know how much I love him.

I only have to look at you. And him.

Have you seen the view here?

It's really beautiful.

Oh, it is.

You're happy?

- Of course.

I've had a lifetime of happiness

in these last two weeks.

But Carol, that's only the beginning.

Kay, I'm not afraid to face the truth.

Are you?

- No.

I love him, but I know--

- Carol.

I know that I may lose him.

He's young and he loves life,

but he may die.

Let me say it.

He may be killed any day, any hour.

You must have faced that in your mind.

Yes, I've faced it.

Then you know

that every moment is precious.

We mustn't waste time in fear.

You won't hate me for saying this, will you?

No, Carol.

I will be very happy.

Every moment that I have him.

Every moment.

If I must lose him,

there'll be time enough for tears.

There'll be a lifetime for tears.

That's right, isn't it?

Well, that's the lot. All my wife's.

Say, have you noticed her crested

dressing case? Swank, eh?

Have we time to unpack?

- Yes. We won't lunch till 1.

I promised we'd be at the flower show by 3.

Can't miss the entertainment.

The glee club has a new number.

There will now be an interlude

by the Belham band.

Hello, Ballard. How are you?

- All right, thanks.

Good luck. The best of luck to you.

- Thank you.

I hope you get it, Ballard.

- Thanks.

Bickles.

- Yes, milady.

Hurry that paper from the judges.

We want to get through with it.

The judges are still debating, milady.

- What?

Whatever for?

Ridiculous creatures.

Go and tell them

I want that decision at once.

Yes, milady.

Have you seen old Ballard's rose?

- No, I haven't.

That's a lie.

I looked it over the moment it arrived.

Well?

It's a good rose.

Is it better than yours?

- That, young man, the judges will decide.

You should worry. You'll get the cup.

Are you insinuating the judges are corrupt?

- They're scared of you.

Oh, rubbish. Scared.

The decision on the rose award, milady.

Well, Mr. Vincent Miniver,

take a look at that.

Congratulations. I'm not a bit surprised.

Set yourself up to know more than

the judges, eh? Misguided young man.

Can't think what you see in him, Carol.

This is really important to you, isn't it?

- Yes.

It's stupid of me, but there it is. I've won

that cup for as long as I can remember.

Mr. Ballard's terribly keen too.

Well, he's had his chance. Hasn't he?

You have such a way of looking at people.

What do you expect me to do?

Reverse the judges' decision?

I wouldn't put it past you.

If you happened to disagree with it.

- But I don't.

Will your ladyship make the awards now?

Certainly.

This rose award,

it's your unprejudiced decision?

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