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kiss for the cameras.

Rubio, tell us about selling visas

to the Jews during the war.

Visas to Jews?

Thank you very much.

Jews, visas?

That dress doesn't belong here.

-Don't start crying.

-I'm not crying.

I'm angry.

-Don't start blubbering, Alma.

-I'm not blubbering.

She doesn't deserve it.

It's your work!

Come on.

Tippy?

Mr. Woodcock.

-What is it?

-I would like the dress back.

Ms. Rose is sleeping.

Well, it's got nothing

to do with the dress.

Can you go and

get it for me, please?

She's sleeping.

In the dress?

Well, yes.

Go and take the dress off her

and bring it to me right away.

I don't think so.

Take the f***ing

dress off Barbara

and bring it to me

or I'll do it myself!

I beg your pardon?

Alma.

Ah!

Ah!

Oh.

Hello, Mr. Woodcock.

Cal.

I...

It's no business of ours...

what Mrs. Rose decides

to do with her life.

But she can no longer

behave like this...

in a dress by the

House of Woodcock!

Thank you.

I love you.

-At the gray, that's the mother.

-Gracie?

Um, she can wear something

like that, but...

-I'll introduce her to...

-It's Mona's day.

Yes, it is.

I'd like to make

something for her.

Yes, of course.

She mentioned that last time...

-Did she? Did she really?

-Yeah.

All right.

-Julie?

-Yes, sir.

-Do we have porridge?

-Yes, we do.

-Um, do we have cream?

-We do, yes.

-Thick cream?

-Oh, yes.

-That's what I'd like.

-Porridge's set.

-Don't forget the salt.

-I shan't, I shan't.

Oh, Alma, would you

like some porridge?

-Yes.

-This morning?

-Some for Alma, as well.

-Right, you are.

And um, bacon and eggs.

All right, sir.

Morning.

I'm so hungry.

Delighted that we have

cream in the house.

Yes.

Makes all the difference.

It's essential with porridge.

A little bit naughty, though.

Dear Reynolds.

Your Royal Highness.

Happy...you're welcome.

How nice to see you.

Your Royal Highness.

Cyril!

Hello, how lovely to see you.

S'il vous plat.

When you dream about

your wedding dress,

what is it that you dream?

I dream that it's the most

beautiful wedding dress

in the world.

Naturally.

Perhaps the only wedding

dress in the world.

Yes.

Well, to take it just

a little step further,

perhaps the only wedding

dress that was ever made.

Oui.

Is Your Royal Highness a gold

person or a silver person?

-Silver.

-Good.

Lace or pearl?

Lace.

Very good.

Merci.

I want to wish you...

good fortune for your wedding.

Thank you.

Je m'appelle Alma.

Lovely to meet you, Alma.

I live here.

Come in.

Alma.

Morning, Cyril.

I wanted to ask your help.

In a gift I wanted to

make for Reynolds.

I want to make him a surprise.

If everyone left...

the house...

when he takes his

walk on Thursday,

I will cook for him dinner.

And when he comes back,

no one will be there but me.

I'll be waiting for him.

I will surprise him

and we can have dinner

together, just the two of us.

Do you like this idea?

Would you help me?

It isn't his birthday.

I know.

I would advise

against this, Alma.

Why?

Because he doesn't

like surprises.

-He does.

-Well, he won't like this one.

I'm trying to surprise him.

And love him the way

that I want to.

Well, if you're looking for

something kind...to do...

perhaps, you could

think of something else.

No, I really must advise

against this, Alma.

I don't think there

could be a more

inappropriate time to

try something new.

This is what I want to do.

And I think

it will be very nice.

With respect to your advice, Cyril...

but I have to know him

in my own way.

And this is what

I want to do for him.

Good night.

Good luck.

Oh, Alma.

What is this?

I love you, Reynolds.

Yes, but, what is this?

It's a surprise.

Are you hungry?

Where's Cyril?

I've sent everyone home.

Where is Cyril?

She's left.

What time did she leave?

This afternoon.

I've made us dinner.

Let me collect myself...

for a moment.

I'll just have a bath, I think.

This is very kind of you, Alma.

Would you like a champagne

or a martini?

No, thank you.

Oh, is that your dress?

It's finished?

Let's go look at it.

Hm.

It's rather interesting.

Very good work.

I'll just have my bath now.

When will Cyril get back?

Mm, tonight.

How was your appointment

with the princess?

She's very beautiful like

a sculpture of some kind.

Mm-hmm.

So, will you make

her a wedding gown?

I have made her baptism,

her first communion,

and confirmation dresses.

I made the dress for her

presentation at court,

indeed, the entire wardrobe

for her coming out season.

It's only right that I should

make her wedding dress,

wouldn't you think?

No, but this is not...

what I wanted to say, I'm-I'm sorry,

I don't know what I said, I...

This is meant to be

nice evening.

Let me serve you.

Do you like it?

I do.

No, you don't.

You don't like it at all.

Usually, you always tell

me what you think.

What is this?

You're lying.

As I think you know, Alma,

I prefer my asparagus with

oil and salt.

And knowing this,

you've prepared the

asparagus with butter.

Now, I can imagine

in certain circumstances

being able to pretend

that I like it made this way.

Right now, I'm just

admiring my own gallantry

for eating it the way

you've prepared it.

I don't know

what I'm doing here.

I... I don't know

what I'm doing here.

I'm just waiting around like a

idiot for you.

This was an ambush, Alma.

To what purpose?

This is not...

I know it's not going

as I expected, I...

I didn't mean these

things to come out.

I'm sorry, but

it was meant to be nice.

Well, what did you expect?

I wanted time with you.

I wanted to have you to myself.

You have me all the time.

-No!

-What are you talking about?

I don't! I... there...

There are always people around.

And if not, then there's

something between us.

Something between us?

-Yes.

-What?

Some...

What?

Distance!

When did this happen?

What happened to make

you behave like this?

Is it because you think

I don't need you?

Yes.

I don't.

Why, that's very

predictable of you.

Don't act so tough.

I know you are not.

Yeah, that's right,

that's right.

If I don't protect myself,

somebody will come

in the middle of the night

and take over my

corner of the room

and ask me about their

f***ing asparagus.

Don't be a bully.

You're being a bully.

There are other things

I'd like to do with my time.

-It's my time. My time!

-I have no idea what I'm...

doing here in your time.

What am I doing here?

I'm standing around like

an idiot waiting for you.

Waiting for what?

-Waiting for you.

-Waiting for what?

Waiting for you

to get rid of me.

To tell me to leave.

So, tell me.

So I don't stand around like a

f***ing fool.

Asparagus. Is this all

about your asparagus?

No, it is not about asparagus.

What the hell is it about?

Are you a special agent sent

here to ruin my evening

and possibly my entire life?

Why are you so rude to me?

Why are you talking

to me like this?

Is this my house?

-This is my house, isn't it?

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