For tomorrow. Your wedding day.
It's exquisite.
If you think I'm giving it to you to underline the sense of occasion
and history tomorrow represents, whilst also intimidating you,
you're entirely correct.
Well, the point has been clearly underlined.
Theo is the main event tonight.
You can stand silently by his side.
Which is the job, of course.
To smile, to wave, perhaps.
To bestow your presence on the odd agricultural prize-giving.
But decisions, even those which affect you both,
from now on, aren't yours to make.
I'm not a monster, Nan.
I liked you very much when we met.
But you lied to us.
Your display at Christmas,
your determination to speak when your opinion has not been asked.
- And your urging of Theo to disrespect-- - I haven't urged Theo to do anything.
His father and I worked hard for the family reputation.
And I am not trying--
Theodore insists he won't reconsider the marriage.
So, tomorrow, we host the wedding of the season,
perhaps the decade.
If you were to change your mind now,
particularly now your background is so well-known,
Theo would be a laughingstock.
And for my honest, loyal, openhearted son to be a laughingstock
would break my heart.
But for it to happen to the Duke of Tintagel,
would undermine his position for the rest of his life.
An anxious bride is far from a new phenomenon.
I gave you the opportunity to leave on Christmas Day, and you refused.
So, now,
you must work through those pre-wedding nerves,
wear the tiara and stand tall by his side.
Like a duchess.
After you, my lady.
Nan.
- Open wide. - Oh, come on! Come on!
Nan! Nan! Nan! Nan!
Yes! Oh, my gosh.
That really hurt.
Tomorrow, it'll all be yours.
We ought to stop avoiding each other.
This.
Tonight.
None of it feels the way the night before your wedding is supposed to feel.
Well, I think that there's a lot of nonsense talked about weddings.
- And how you're supposed to-- - Are you in love with Guy?
No.
Do you still want to marry me?
You will be asked that question tomorrow.
You and I have put on enough public performances.
And, Nan, I love you.
But I won't wait here tomorrow with a packed church and the world watching.
Not if you're not sure.
So, first thing in the morning, let me know your decision.
Tomorrow I shall watch my son marry.
So, I shall step aside and no longer be the Duchess of Tintagel.
I struggle to accept my new title, of course,
as surely the Dowager Duchess is my elderly mother-in-law.
But I accept the new role with pride,
because it means my son has fulfilled the role he was born for.
Now, may I present the Duke.
My lords, ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming.
And to my mother
for agreeing to share the title of Most Important Woman In My Life.
But tomorrow...
Wow.
Sorry.
Excuse me. I'm so sorry.
Excuse me. Sorry, I'm so sorry.
Tomorrow Tintagel welcomes a new era.
And I welcome the woman
with whom I very much hope to spend the rest of my days.
Whose strength, courage and resilience we've already seen.
But who, I have no doubt,
will soon demonstrate her commitment, loyalty and willingness to serve.
The new Duchess of Tintagel,
by my side, just as the last has been.
Letter for you, Lady Marable.
Thank you.
You know, I can just stay in here until you leave.
I'm not leaving.
Nan, I wanted t--
I really don't wanna hear you say sorry.
I'm happy for you.
Theo is a gentleman, and he'll look after you.
Well, I don't need looking after.
Well, we all do. Sometimes.
Jinny, I'm sure it's cold and lonely in your world.
All you ever do is look after yourself, and that's the end of it.
The moment we got off that boat, all you ever wanted was to find a man.
And the moment you did, you became a completely new person.
Your whole face has changed. And I can't bear to look at it.
We're going to Scotland, for good.
Tomorrow, as soon as the wedding's over. The carriage is all packed.
And what difference will Scotland make?
You're already so far away.
Would you excuse me?
Chita.
I looked in on Minnie and she was sleeping with her hands like this.
I love her so much.
Still there, is she? The baby.
Her name's Minnie. And I was checking on her.
Babies are best left to either sleep or cry it out.
What about adults?
Honoria, would you like to join us for a drink?
Honoria is happy to stand and take in the room, thank you.
She doesn't believe in drawing attention to herself.
I'm sorry. Might Honoria speak for herself?
And might you perhaps resist making Conchita feel uncomfortable?
Your wife has a great deal to learn about our ability in this country
- to stand upright in the face of-- - Upright?
I may never have stood upright,
except for a few months last summer in New York with Conchita.
And in fact, sort of strange feeling in the backs of my shoulder blades right now.
What is this?
Might almost feel like dignity.
Oh, come on.
For my entire life, Mother, you've avoided checking on me.
You've chosen silence.
We're stepping back from all of this.
So, I am happy to now remove every last shred of joy and noise from your home.
My family and I will no longer be part of yours.
Well, good luck, entirely on your own.
I am severing ties, Mother.
Full financial independence on both sides.
I'm putting my family first.
And don't be tempted to check on me later
as my wife and I intend not to be upright for much more of this evening.
Anything you'd like to add, my love?
I have never loved your son more.
- I'll get you a drink. - Get me a drink now.
- Bedtime. The party's over. - What? What's wrong?
Your friend is causing a scene again.
- Please, I just need to-- I just-- - Virginia, come on. Stop-- Jinny?
Jinny?
Jinny.
From now on, it's just the three of us.
Yeah, we can buy our own house. We can spend long stretches in Europe.
Oh, Conchita, the feeling! This feeling of having no duty or expectation.
Dicky...
It's all gone. Everything.
What do you mean?
There's a list of excuses here from Daddy. But the fact is...
his big investment--
He made some mistakes. And he lost all of his money.
Our money.
Breaking away from your family is fine when we had money.
But now, how are we gonna live?
Well, it won't be easy.
But I love you. And honestly, what else matters?
- And we can do anything. - Yeah.
We can start again. This means we are properly free.
- Yes! - Of all of them.
No money, no ties, just us.
- Just us and Minnie. - We can live.
The three of us can just live.
She's sleeping.
Too much heat and noise, that's all.
It's common to find this kind of event overwhelming.
And a woman in her condition...
Congratulations to you both.
- I'd rather you didn't... - I quite understand.
It's your news to tell.
Sticking with this whole made-up headache thing, are you?
Patti, we should be on top of the world. Both daughters settled with their titles.
And you and me, we are the Duke and Duchess of Madison Avenue.
The whole world envies our family.
Our family no longer exists.
The girls will be in England. And what will we do, Tracy?
Whatever the hell we want, Patti.
Well, I believe I'm the only one who will find that a novelty.
Patti, if it is adventures you want, then the moment we get back
- to New York, we'll have all the adve-- - I don't belong in New York!
I've had my fill of being your audience at parties.
I have never been enough for you.
But what has changed is you are no longer enough for me.
I'm not scared of the scandal of divorce.
As the mother of a duchess, I will have options and invitations.
And I can have all the adventures I want.
Patti, we have be--
I wanted to talk to you.
Yeah, I need a drink.
This country has put ideas into her head.
You know, I've always had ideas in my head.
It's only now I realize people might wanna hear them.
Do you regret marrying Daddy?
No, because I wouldn't have had you girls, but now...
I need to...
refind my spark.
Do you understand?
I believe I can see that spark already.
Well, you gave me that gift.
You marrying Theo lets me be myself again.
Even the scandal of divorce won't shut out the mother of a duchess from society.
Now, what did you come here to talk to me about?
It's...
Annabel.
You're sure, are you?
Are you quite sure about tomorrow?
Because you mustn't feel-- with the grandness of it all,
you mustn't feel pressured.
No. No, of course not.
And I'm-- I am sure.
I just need some sleep.
I'll see you tomorrow. I love you.
I love you.
To us being next.
- Yes. At some stage. - Whatever comes after.
I mean, I guess for us that's the joy of it.
After the wedding we get to just be as we are.
Until the children come along.
I assume, we'll--
Even a convenient marriage can continue the line and--
Definitely.
What are we--
You look so frightened. What's happened?
This is how I am.
This is how I've always been underneath,
but I don't want to be anymore.
I feel broken.
What do you mean "broken"?
When we were little,
the way you and others looked at boys and got butterflies,
like with Harry Hamilton.
Do you remember the blushing you all did?
Harry Hamilton was the fastest runner in town.
Well, for me,
I know I should have had butterflies about Harry Hamilton.
That's what's normal.
But I never did.
I had those feelings...
I have those feelings about girls.
And I tried to be like you, but I'm just not.
Mother walked in on me...
in New York with a maid.
She looked at me like I was a monster.
Mabel, I'm so sorry.
What did she say?
She just walked back out like I was nothing.
Mabel, listen to me.
Listen, you're talking about...
love.
How can love ever be wrong?
If that's what gives you butterflies,
then you are exactly who you're supposed to be.
You're Mabel. You're beautiful.
- You're not disgusted? - Darling.
Shame.
You have to try and let that go.
You're too lovely to be ruined.
Thank you for telling me.
Hold on.
- Which maid? - Well, not Martha.
She's 80.
We agreed no more secrets.
I wanted to tell you.
Yet you seem to delight in separating yourself from me, Jinny.
- Stopping me looking after you. - I didn't mean to keep it a secret.
- I just-- I didn't mean to keep it a se-- - I expect Nan knows?
- No, she doesn't. - About the baby?
- Nobody does. - Is it mine?
- Of course. - That's what I wonder.
Because why the secrets?
I'm so sorry. I should have told you. Are you pleased?
Am I pleased?
That my wife tells me lies?
I think "ashamed" is a better word.
I'm sorry.
Guy.
This was so much easier to climb when I was 15.
Can we pretend I did that in a more elegant way?
- Theo thinks you're ill. - No, he doesn't.
No, he doesn't.
I've called it off with Jean.
She deserves better.
- Than you? - Well, certainly.
But mainly than someone who's...
hopelessly,
irretrievably,
overpoweringly in love with you.
Don't say that.
If I've learned anything from you Americans,
it's that when you think something you should say it out loud.
And we English have a cup of tea then decide to keep it to ourselves.
But this?
I'd like to tell the entire world.
God, Nan,
I spend the entire time I'm not with you
trying to convince myself that I must just be making it up.
The amount I love you.
The amount I actually physically need you.
Then I'm with you and I look at your face...
and your skin...
and your neck...
and your mouth.
What about Theo?
Listen, Nan.
I want Theo to be happy more than anything.
Except maybe not quite as much,
not as desperately as I want you to be.
- So, I wanted to ask-- Why I came-- - Please don't.
There's just been so much talk about marriage.
Oh, God. No, no.
That's not what I'm asking.
And listen, Nan.
I think this is forever.
God, I feel it every minute.
It is all I feel.
But for now, I just-- For now, I just--
Let's just let it be for now.
I'm going away. Tomorrow.
Because the thought of you both, I just shan't stand it.
So, Brazil at first and then, who knows?
And those pins that I had in my globe, I want to see it all. Come with me.
What?
I feel miserable asking this. But one thing I can't risk is not asking.
And now you're just looking at me.
I can't tell if you're thinking that you'll never--
Yes.
To what?
Yes to all of it.
Someone's here.
Just a moment.
Nan.
Nan, I think I need your help.
Oh, Jinny.
- Okay, well, I'll go get Mother. - No.
She'll go straight to Seadown, and she wouldn't be able to help herself.
And then she'd tell Daddy. I just can't-- I don't have long.
Any minute he's gonna realize that I'm gone.
Okay. It's okay, I'm here. I'm here.
He's not a bad person. He's not. He just--
He likes things in a particular way.
Like the way that I talk and dress and,
I don't know, hold a fork, or get undressed.
He just-- He likes me to be perfect. And he just gets so angry.
- It's all my fault, probably-- - It's not your fault, Jinny.
It is not your fault.
Nan, the fact is it's not just gonna be two of us anymore.
Really?
He doesn't like me to be near anyone.
What if I can't protect my baby?
Well, we'll have to figure out--
- We'll have to figure out-- We'll go-- - No, Nan, I can't.
Wherever I go, he's gonna find me. He's always so close--
It's all right. It's just--
You can come out now.
You can trust him. It's okay. Promise you, it's fine.
What can I do?
- Wait, the wedding... - Well, I'll talk to Theo.
But none of that matters right now.
We need to get you out.
Nan. Nan, I don't think I could survive on my own.
We're coming with you.
Come on.
What are you doing?
Why are you outside?
You weren't anywhere to be found. So I came to check you hadn't wandered.
No, not at all.
Well, I know how you can be. I was worried, that's all.
Jinny and I, we made up.
Good news, my love.
I wanted to show her the chapel, but we can just wait till the morning.
- Yeah. - I'll send you word about tomorrow.
You should go to bed.
And in the meantime, Jinny and I will stick close together.
And I'll make sure she's well looked after.
Good night.
Night.
Whose coat is this?
I'm not sure. Nan just grabbed it on the way out.
Guy.
Oh, Guy.
- I'll take that. - Thanks, Miss.
Sorry.
Honoria.
Lady Honoria Marable.
How big is this castle?
How big is this box?
I'd still like to see you.
Well, once you're married, we can wave to each other from a distance.
I talked to Miles.
I'm not getting married.
I know you and I won't get any of this.
We won't get any of their world. Not really.
Not in a way we deserve, but perhaps if we can be brave,
we can make our own world.
And maybe...
Maybe it'll be better.
They don't know who we are, the rest of them.
But they don't need to, 'cause we do.
We do.
Do we?
We do.
- We do. - We do. We do.
We do!
No, this isn't about apologizing to your mother.
- It's me. The doctors-- - Doctors?
I'm afraid it's bad.
I've been married to your mother long enough
to be able to withstand pain, but...
They say weeks rather than months. Damn them.
They're rolling out the old "affairs should be in order" line.
Which means, of course, it's time to step up, old boy.
The estate, all the workers and so on, all down to you.
And of course, your mother, your sister, they'll be counting on you.
It's time, Richard.
You'll be Lord Brightlingsea,
and Conchita will be Lady Brightlingsea.
I owe you an apology.
I hope you know that wasn't me yesterday.
I should never have...
And I have a surprise.
Might we put last night behind us?
Trust me.
- Where's Father? - We don't need him.
No bride or groom yet.
Imagine if they just don't turn up.
She's always been a loose cannon.
Jinny, I'll be just behind that door.
Go. You both have to go now.
What is going on?
Nan, what is the plan? This isn't-- What is going on?
Jinny, listen to me. This isn't just about you anymore.
This is what mothers do. We have to go.
Nan.
Okay?
You have the time it takes for the three of us to walk down the aisle
before he notices.
Never on time. Every one of them marches to their own drum.
Your Grace, a word.
We love you. We love you both.
- We have to go. - I'm so sorry, Lizzy.
All of you. For everything.
Essentially, we're always on our own, don't you think, as mothers?
So we must stick together.
Who comes first, always?
- Always. - Always.
- We come first. - Come first.
Come here.
I love you guys.
And I can't let you watch your son be humiliated without some sort of warning.
Theo's a good man, and I would hate to see him--
But Nan would never hurt anyone
unless it was the absolute right thing to do.
Okay, Mabel, you go first.
This has all happened very fast for Nan, Your Grace.
And she cares very deeply for Theo.
Since the news of her father's indiscretion,
she's had a lot of growing up to do.
But she's really very young.
Better, I'm sure you will agree for both of them,
to avoid the suffering of a hollow marriage, a life sentence.
Nan, does Guy Thwarte make your heart soar?
Yes.
- And your head spin? - Yes.
- Are you sure you wanna do this? - Of course.
So I believe Nan is not coming.
Annabel is a strong-minded girl.
Yes, she is.
And her determination today, it seems, is to save her sister.
Do you have the boat tickets?
- Come on. Get in. - Jinny,
shoulders back and head high, okay? Go ahead, Jinny.
Wait, what do you mean? What do you mean?
Guy's gonna look after you, okay? I love you.
One daughter's sacrifice
for the other daughter's freedom.
No! Nan, you're coming with me. You're coming with me, Nan.
And miss my own wedding?
Nan, but you don't even wanna get married.
You never have. And you love Guy.
I love you, and I will choose you every time.
Nan.
- It's gonna be okay. - Nan!
- Nan, Nan. Listen. - There's no time.
You take my breath away. I hope you know that.
Ever since that first day,
whenever I close my eyes or open them even,
always, it'll always be you I see.
- I love you. - I love you too.
And love, deep, abiding love, it has to win, doesn't it?
Somehow.
- Okay, you have to go. - Okay.
Nan.
- Nan, please. - I'll take care of her.
- And you... - I'll take care of myself, I promise.
Please, Nan.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, Nan. Nan.
Nan's a clever girl too, of course.
She understands the severity of what Jinny is about to do.
And a young girl running away from her husband, taking his unborn child...
A child?
She'd never make it. It could never happen.
Nan and Jinny leaving together would be just two powerless young girls.
But as a duchess...
As a duchess, Nan has absolute power to protect her sister...
her whole family.
I believe we've a wedding to attend.
Don't you care,
as a mother, that your son will marry someone who can't be happy?
How will they both live? He deserves to know.
Yes, but I'm not only a mother.
I'm a duchess.
And as Nan will see, the Institution always comes first.
Jinny.
Jinny!
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of God
and in sight of this congregation to join together this man and this woman...
You're too late.
She's here.
She's inside, Patti. Right now. Sh--
She is inside the castle.
Who?
The mother.
Nan's mother.
Introducing the new Duchess of Tintagel.