:04:07
Mrs. Crawley.! Discretion
being the better part of valor,
:04:11
- I'm afraid it is time to quit Brussels.
- Are we really losing, Lord Darlington?
:04:15
They say the enemy
has broken through the lines.
:04:18
Which brings me to my point.
Did you sell Lady Bareacres your horse?
:04:23
Doesn't anyone love me for myself alone?
:04:26
You may buy it if you give me
a seat in your carriage.
:04:31
- Done.
- Quickly! We must get it.
:04:47
- Why must she come with us?
- First, because I like her.
:04:51
Second, she's pregnant.
:04:53
Third, it's the condition
upon which she gave us the horse.
:04:58
Mrs. Crawley, hurry!
We must leave now!
:05:02
Now! Please!
:05:05
Please.! Help me.!
Has anyone seen George Osborne?
:05:08
One moment.
:05:10
George Osborne of the Ninth.!
Please.!
:05:15
Amelia! What are you doing?
:05:18
You shouldn't be out here!
Come along.
:05:26
Mrs. Crawley.!
Come now, if you're coming.!
:05:29
Lord Darlington, is there
room for Mrs. Osborne?
:05:33
Only if you give up your place.
:05:35
Don't worry about me. I'll wait
here for George, whatever comes.
:05:41
We'll meet again in London.
:05:43
Well, I do hope so.
Good luck to you.
:05:48
Drive! Drive!
:05:56
There must be news of my George!
:05:59
Amelia, you must
take hold of yourself!