Wodehouse in Exile

Synopsis: An all-star cast heads up this intimate film about how author, P.G.Wodehouse, came to face a charge of treason during the Second World War and how this quintessential Englishman, creator of Jeeves and Wooster, became an exile from his own country and never set foot on English soil again.

Genre: Drama

Director(s): Tim Fywell

Actors: Tim Pigott-Smith, Zoë Wanamaker, Curran McKay, Simon Coury


IMDB:: 7.2

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Year:: 2013
: 82 min
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'This is the BBC Home Service.
And now William Connor, Cassandra
of the Daily Mirror,
'with his Postscript.'
'I have come to tell you tonight
'of the story of a rich man
trying to make his last
'and greatest sale -
that of his own country.
'It is a sombre story of honour
pawned to the Nazis
'for the price of a soft bed
in a luxury hotel.
'It is the record of PG Wodehouse
'ending 40 years of
money-making fun
'with the worst joke
he ever made in his life.
'The only wisecrack
he ever pulled that the world
'received in silence.'
This programme contains
some strong language.
"After the thing was over,
"when peril had ceased to loom,
I confessed to Jeeves that there
"had been moments during the recent
proceedings when Bertram Wooster,
"though no weakling,
had come very near to despair."
Plummie!
Plummie, are you there?
You are in there. Why didn't you
say you were in there?
I wasn't entirely sure that I was.
'Though the fall of France now seems
inevitable - thousands
'of British troops have been
successfully evacuated from Dunkirk.
'Hundreds of small boats operating
under heavy German fire have
'managed an extraordinary rescue...'
What happens now?
Stilton Cheesewright is
baying for Bertie's blood
and Jeeves will need an extra
portion of fish to come up
with a scheme in order to extricate
the young man about town.
I was talking,
Plummie, about the war.
And I was talking about my novel.
Who can that be?
I think it's the German army.
Shall we let them in?
Or shall we pretend to be out?
Hullo there!
Er... What does he want?
World domination, I imagine.
Don't antagonise him!
I went through your books
the other day.
You come out pretty anti-German.
I think I did say it was time
Hitler took a firm
position on his moustache.
I mean, does he want it or not?
Ihre Papiere bitte!
Very pretty uniform.
Sort of... Lincoln green!
Do you speak no German at all?
Es ist schones wetter!
It is all you can say in German?
That it is nice weather?
Es ist schones wetter!
Well, you are English.
You only talk about the weather.
I'm afraid I am. English, I mean.
And I do adore
talking about the weather.
We requisition your vehicles.
The keys to the cars, please.
Also the bicycle.
How low can men stoop?
Was?
Es ist schones wetter!
"I hove to at the stripling's side.
"Hullo, young Edwin," I said.
"His gaze had been
riveted on the ground,
"but at the sound of the
familiar voice..."
"..A couple of pink-rimmed eyes came
swivelling round in my direction.
"He looked up at me like a ferret
about to pass the time of day
"with another ferret."
"I'm studying ants," said the boy.
"Do you know
anything about ants, Bertie?"
"Only from meeting them at picnics."
What on earth is going on?
Germans. They're using the bathroom.
Swine.
Hey!
I hope that's not my toothbrush.
They're capable of anything.
Apparently you have to report to
the German Kommandant in Le Touquet.
Oh.
Just me?
Ethel! Bunny, darling!
Schnell! Pack!
No time for a bath, I suppose.
I don't know where my wife is.
I'd like to say goodbye to her.
Five minutes?
20, perhaps?
Ten it is!
With negotiating skills like ours,
war could possibly have
been averted.
Wife. Ethel. Wife.
Met her in New York in 1914.
I seem to remember you
chaps were about to
go on the rampage even then.
She was on the stage.
Tremendous fun.
Isn't she lovely?
Schnell.
Plummie? Is that you?
I rather fear it is, old thing.
Schnell!
The Kommandant told us
that we have to pack.
We're being sent somewhere.
Not quite sure where.
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