唐顿庄园第二季第三集_11

 　　唐顿庄园第二季第三集_11

　　[INT. RECREATION ROOM - DAY]
　　[The general plays a game.]
　　DR CLARKSON
　　And again.
　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM
　　You must be enjoying your respite 1 from the front.
　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY
　　Actually I'm struggling a bit. I've just lost my soldier servant and I haven't managed to replace him yet.
　　[Mary regards Lavinia tensely.]
　　LADY ROSAMUND
　　So, when will you tell Matthew?
　　MR CARSON
　　Dinner is served, my lady.
　　LADY ROSAMUND
　　Don't waste the opportunity.
　　[Rosamund gets up for dinner.]
　　LADY MARY
　　Why must she be so savage 2? It's my broken heart, and it was her advice that wrecked 3 it in the first place.
　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
　　Classic Rosamund. She's never more righteous than when she's in the wrong. Come on.
　　[INT. SERVANTS' HALL - DAY]
　　[Branson walks briskly down the hall.]
　　MRS HUGHES
　　Everything all right, Mr Branson?
　　BRANSON
　　I think so, Mrs Hughes.
　　[Branson takes a breath and then carries a dish up the stairs.]
　　[INT. LADY SYBIL'S BEDROOM - DAY]
　　[Anna finds a note on the floor. On one side it says "Lady Sybil" on the back "Forgive me." Anna opens the note and her jaw 4 drops. She runs through the hallways to the servants' hall while Mr Branson enters the dining room. Anna runs into Mrs Hughes's sitting room.]
　　ANNA
　　Where's Mr Branson?
　　MRS HUGHES
　　He's just taken up the soup, why?
　　[Anna shows Mrs Hughes the note.]
　　ANNA
　　Read that.
　　MRS HUGHES
　　"They'll have arrested me by now, but I'm not sorry. The bastard 5 had it coming to him"?
　　[Mrs Hughes's jaw drops.]
　　MRS HUGHES
　　Oh!
　　[They run to Mr Carson.]
　　MR CARSON (whisper) What in God's name?
　　MRS HUGHES (whisper) Read this! Where is he now?
　　MR CARSON
　　Oh, my God.
　　[INT. DINING ROOM - DAY]
　　[Branson glares at the general. Mr Carson and Anna cross the room to him just as Branson is about to pull the lid off of the soup. Mr Carson clamps his hand down over Branson's, so he can't open it.]
　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM
　　I'm sorry to hear about your servant.
　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY
　　Yes. Pneumonia 6 and not a bullet.
　　BRANSON (whisper) No!
　　MR CARSON (whisper) Yes.
　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM
　　I don't envy you.
　　[Branson struggles for a minute, then looks at Sybil behind him and eventually let's Carson escort him out. Mary notices as Anna follows them with the soup tray. Mr Carson shoves Branson through the door.]
　　MR CARSON (whisper) Get downstairs now!
　　[Branson makes to go back through the door, but Carson twists his arm behind his back and forces him all the way to the servants' hall.]
　　BRANSON
　　All right! All right! There's no need to be so rough!
　　[Carson shoves him into the kitchen.]
　　MR CARSON
　　There's every need! To stop a murder!
　　BRANSON
　　Murder? What do you mean "murder"?
　　ANNA
　　You were going to assassinate 7 the general!
　　BRANSON
　　Kill the general?! I was not!
　　[Anna lifts the lid on the soup and they all gag.]
　　ANNA
　　Ugh!
　　BRANSON
　　I was going to throw that lot all over him.
　　ANNA
　　What is it?
　　BRANSON
　　Oil and ink and a bit of a cow pie, all mixed with sour milk. He'd have needed a bath, right enough, but not a coffin 8!
　　[Mrs Patmore turns her head away as she pours it down the sink.]
　　DAISY
　　I thought you'd taken the soup up, but you left it in the pantry.
　　[Mrs Hughes grabs a copper 9 pot from the shelf.]
　　MRS HUGHES
　　We'll use this. It's not bee heated, but the hell with that! And we'll decide what happens to you later.
　　MR CARSON
　　Nevermind later, what about now? How do we keep this dinner going?
　　WILLIAM
　　I'll serve, Mr Carson. I don't mind. Who knows when I'll have the chance again?