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Oh, my God.
That's impossible.
I'll take it up there now.
Don't be stupid.
None of them will be up for hours. What difference will it make?
Jimmy will do it when he comes in.
Six o'clock!
Thank you, Daisy.
Anna.
Just for once in my life
I'd like to sleep until I woke up natural.
Is your fire still in?
Yes, Mrs Patmore.
Oh, my, my, will wonders never cease?
Have you laid the servant's hall breakfast?
Yes, Mrs Patmore.
And finished blacking that stove?
Yes, Mrs Patmore.
What about the bedroom fires?
All lit, Mrs Patmore.
Right, well, take your things
and get started on the fires on the ground floor.
Now, hurry up.
- Any sign of William? - No.
- Where have you been? - I'm not late, am I?
You're late when I say you're late.
Daisy, whatever are you doing there,
crouching in the dark?
You weren't here and I didn't like to touch
the curtains with me dirty hands.
Well, quite right, too.
- Why didn't you put the lights on? - I daren't.
Well, it's electricity and not the devil's handiwork.
You'll have to get used to it sooner or later.
At Skelton Park, they've even got it in the kitchens.
What for?
Yes, Mrs Patmore.
Breakfast is ready, Mr Carson.
Ah, William, any papers yet?
- They're late. - They certainly are.
Get the board out so you can do them as soon as they're here.
Is the library tidy?
Yes, Mrs Hughes.
Good. I want the dining room given a proper going over today.
You can do it when they've finished their breakfast.
Oh, heavens, girl!
You're building a fire, not inventing it.
How many have you done?
This is me last till they come downstairs.
Very well.
Now, get back down to the kitchens before anyone sees you.
- And they're off. - No rest for the wicked.
Lady Mary. Are the tea trays ready?
All ready, Mrs Patmore.
If the water's boiled.
Could you give us a hand to take the other two up?
I've got her ladyship's to carry.
- I'll help. - Back door.
The papers, at last. William!
- You're late. - Yeah, I know, but...
- But what? - You'll see.
Do The Times first, he only reads that at breakfast.
And the Sketch for her ladyship.
You can manage the others later, if need be.
- Why are their papers ironed? - What's it to you?
To dry the ink, silly.
We wouldn't want his lordship's hands to be as black as yours.
Mr Carson, I think you ought to see this.
- I can't make myself believe it. - Me neither.
- His lordship's dressed. - William!
Will you stop talking and take this kedgeree up.
And mind the burners are still lit.
Yes, Mrs Patmore.
- Is it really true? - Afraid so.
Nothing in life is sure.
Good morning, Carson.
Good morning, my lord.
Is it true what they're saying?
I believe so, my lord.
I'm afraid we'll know some people on it.
I don't suppose there are any lists of survivors yet?
I understand most of the ladies were taken off in time.
You mean the ladies in first class?
God help the poor devils below decks.
On their way to a better life.
What a tragedy.
When Anna told me,
I thought she must have dreamt it.
Do we know anyone on board?
Your mother knows the Astors, at least she knows him.
We dined with Lady Rothes last month.
There are bound to be others.
I thought it was supposed to be unsinkable.
Every mountain is unclimbable until someone climbs it,
so every ship is unsinkable until it sinks.
- Good morning, Papa. - Good morning. What's that?
Just arrived. Telegram.
- Is her ladyship awake? - Yes, my lord.
- I'm just going to take in her breakfast. - Thank you.
Hello.
May I come in?
Isn't this terrible?
When you think how excited Lucy Rothes was at the prospect.
It's too awful for any words.
Did J.J. Astor get off?
Of course that new wife of his is bound to have been rescued.
I've had a telegram from George Murray.
- One of his partners is in New York. - Yes?
It seems James and Patrick were on board.
What? They can't have been. They weren't going over until May.
Then they changed their plans.
They're on the passenger list.
Thank you, O'Brien. That'll be all for the moment.
But surely they were picked up?
- Doesn't look like it. - What?
Neither of them?
You must tell Mary.
She can't hear about it from anyone else.
Neither of them were picked up, that's what he said.
Mr Crawley and Mr Patrick?
That's what he said.
Her ladyship was the colour of this cloth.
Well, it's a terrible shame if it's true.
It's worse than a shame, it's a complication.
- What do you mean? - What do you think?
Mr Crawley was his lordship's cousin
and heir to the title.
I thought Lady Mary was the heir.
She's a girl, stupid.
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