Mrs Brown

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[Thunder Rumbling]

[Panting]

[Thunderclap]

God save the Queen!

[Man] "I have sent for

a Mr John Brown from Balmoral.

"Her Majesty has mentioned him

on one or two occasions...

"as being a most devoted outdoor

servant to Prince Albert...

"during his last days there.

"The depths of the Queen's sorrow

remain impenetrable.

"She has now restricted herself

to a regime...

"of such

ferocious introspection...

"that we are all

at our wits' end.

"The household continues

at her instruction...

"to observe the rituals

now so familiar to her.

"in a vain attempt

to render vivid...

"that which

can never be revived.

"Family and staff expend

all their efforts...

"in endeavouring to draw her out of

this state of unfettered morbidity,

"but to no avail.

"We must hope, therefore,

that this Mr Brown...

"would appeal to the Queen's...

"sentimental

though deeply held view...

"that all Highlanders

are good for the health.

[Gasping]

Sorry, ma'am.

"He is arriving with

the Queen's pony this afternoon,

"by which time it is hoped Her Majesty

will be in a fit state...

"to consider riding out.

"As to that decision,

along with all others,

"we remain, as ever,

"prisoners of the Queen's grief.

Ever your devoted husband,

Henry."

Windsor.

Congratulations,

Your Royal Highness.

- Boy, I hear.

- Yes.

- Excellent. Excellent.

- Albert Victor.

"Eddie" for short.

- What do you think?

- A fine choice, sir.

Excellent.

How many?

The royal family and senior members

of the household, ma'am.

- Just those?

- Yes, ma'am.

[Bell Chiming]

[Silverware Clinking]

[Clock Ticking]

[Clearing Throat]

We're expecting Brown

this afternoon, ma'am.

Whom?

That's a very pretty shawl

you're wearing, Alex.

The colour suits you well.

But you're not eating enough.

One must not let vanity

overrule one's appetite.

Yes, ma'am.

[Horses Whinnying In Stable]

We were due at a quarter

past 1:
00. You're late.

Her Majesty's routine at Osborne House

is not as you will remember it.

The household remains

in full mourning,

and no one is permitted to raise their

voice under any circumstance whatsoever.

The Queen breakfasts at 9:30,

lunches at 2:
00,

takes tea at 5:
30

and dinner at 8:
45.

No one's allowed to leave the building

while the Queen is at home.

On rare occasions when she's out,

you may ask permission to leave,

but only

with my consent.

You're to be ready to walk the pony

at any time after 10:00.

You'll clean the Queen's

outdoor things...

and do any odd jobs

as and when she requires.

How will I know?

I'm sorry?

- How will I know

what the Queen requires?

- You'll be sent a message.

- And who will bring it to me?

- Her Highness's equerry.

I'll need a man

who knows where I am.

- Oh, I don't think it'd be

difficult to find you.

- That's not good enough.

- Then we'll have to see

what can be arranged.

- Aye. Do.

As I'm sure you'll remember

from Balmoral,

you do not speak

while in Her Majesty's presence,

unless Her Majesty

addresses you directly.

Mr Brown, ma'am.

Mr Brown is here, ma'am.

- Mr Brown.

- Ma'am.

- You're here safely?

- Aye, ma'am.

- You are well?

- I am.

- And the pony?

- She's well too.

Your family sent cards.

It was much appreciated.

I'm glad of it.

My husband was always very complimentary

in speaking of you.

He would have approved, I'm sure,

of my calling on you in this way.

I trust it does not

inconvenience you too much.

I have no family, ma'am.

Only my brothers and sisters.

Yes.

You have a brother

in service here, do you not?

- I forget his name.

- Archie.

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