This Above All

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Hello. Yes, this is Upper Walsham 3,

Cathaway manor house.

Dinner's ready, Mr. Parsons.

Yes? Oh, yes, Miss Prudence,

did you want to speak to the general?

Very good, Miss Prudence.

You must please be more careful

with the blackout curtains, Mary.

Miss Prudence will be a little late.

At 6:
15

this evening in the forest of Compigne...

an armistice was signed

between France and Germany.

The resistance of France

has ended.

Her surrender is absolute.

Her fall, complete.

In Berlin tonight, a government

spokesman declared...

that the conquest of Britain by the end

of September is now definitely assured.

He pointed out that the channel

between Dover and Calais...

is a mere seven minutes flying distance.

That's one good thing about the wireless-

You can always turn it off.

- Some sherry, Mrs. Dexter?

- Thank you.

It's all so unreal and terrible.

It's that announcer fellow that annoys me. He

talks as if he had a mouthful of golf balls.

It's wonderful that

he can be so cheerful...

when he has to tell us

such awful things.

- Dinner is served, sir.

- Oh, thank you, Parsons. Thank you.

- Miss Prudence telephoned, sir. She said she'd be a little late.

- Oh. Is Dr. Roger in yet?

- Not yet, sir.

- We'll give him another five minutes.

Why, Roger, you certainly keep

late hours nowadays.

Oh, hello, Willfred.

Good evening, everybody.

- I'm sorry. I hope I haven't kept you waiting.

- That's all right, Roger.

How do you do, Vicar, Mrs. Malcolm?

Your hospital must be getting

some pretty bad cases.

They're sending the worst straight

to the west country.

Most of ours are shock exposures.

When men haven't slept for days on end, you

have to teach them how to close their eyes.

- Heard the news this evening?

- Yes. Oh, thank you, Parsons.

Well, we know now

where we stand, don't we?

Napolon conquered the whole of Europe,

but he never touched England.

Napolon didn't have

15,000 bombers.

Well, there's no need

for us to get excited.

- Don't you think perhaps it's time we did get excited?

- Why, Roger, please!

Do you know what our enemies

say every night in their prayers?

They say, "Please, God, keep the English

from getting excited for one more year...

and we shall never need

your help again. "

Oh, for goodness sake.

Let's talk about something cheerful.

Oh, come on now.

We've never had jitters in this old house...

and we're not going

to start this evening.

Roger's right. We know where we stand now,

and thank heaven for that.

Now let's go in

before the soup gets cold.

He's really looking remarkably well when you

think of all the hard work he's been doing.

- Will you have coffee in here, sir, or in the library?

- In the library, Parsons.

- Port?

- No, thank you.

- Parsons.

- Yes, sir?

- Did Miss Prudence tell you what had delayed her?

- No, sir.

Your her father, Roger. It's no concern

of mine, but if you want my opinion...

Prudence is not behaving

in a manner befitting her position.

Yesterday afternoon, she took Bert Higgins,

the gardener, for a drive in her car...

instead of attending

Lord Evesham's charity party.

Bert Higgins is convalescing.

I took out his appendix last month.

Well, that doesn't confer

special privileges.

I remember taking out

Lord Evesham's appendix a year ago.

Do you know it was

exactly like Bert's?

Yes, that's a ridiculous argument.

We don't shake hands with each other's

appendixes. Or is it appendices?

I'm not against equality.

I'm perfectly prepared

to be equal with anybody...

providing they don't start

being equal with me.

Grandfather, I'm terribly sorry.

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