[EXT. BATTLEFRONT, TRENCHES - DAY]

　　[Matthew reads Mary's letter.]

　　LADY MARY

　　"So there we have it. I look forward to introducing the two of you, just as soon as you are next at home, which naturally, I trust will be very soon indeed. Please be glad for me, as I will always be for you. Your affectionate cousin, Mary."

　　[note actually reads: "...happy to hear has come to pass. I look forward to introducing you to Sir Richard, just as soon as..."]

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　No, we don't need anyone with us. The Sergeant knows what we're doing.

　　[Matthew picks up the stuffed dog that Mary gave him, which is sitting next to Lavinia's picture.]

　　WILLIAM

　　But what are we patrol in for?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　You've been taking those logic pills again. This is the army, Mason. We're going on a patrol, because we're going on a patrol.

　　WILLIAM

　　Has Mary set a date yet for the wedding?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　She doesn't say. I think she's hoping the war will be over soon and they can set a date then.

　　WILLIAM

　　She could've waited and told you when she saw you.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I don't think she knows I'm due back. Have you warned Daisy or will it be a surprise?

　　WILLIAM

　　No, I told her we're coming to Downton first. Then I'll visit me dad and go back to see her for a day at the end.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Just think fresh Yorkshire air followed by London and Miss Swire.

　　WILLIAM

　　All right for some, sir.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　You'd never swap though, would you?

　　WILLIAM

　　No, I'd never swap.

　　[EXT. COURTYARD - DAY]

　　[Thomas and O'Brien on a smoke break.]

　　O'BRIEN

　　Bates in a pub? I can't see that. I think your pal's mistaken.

　　[Daisy walks by.]

　　THOMAS

　　He met him here twice before the war. Listen, "I said to him, 'Hello, Mr Bates.' and he walked off and wouldn't serve me after."

　　O'BRIEN

　　Next thing you know, we'll have Anna running across the county dragging him back by his stick.

　　THOMAS

　　I'm surprised he isn't here of his own accord with His Lordship having no valet since the loony went.

　　O'BRIEN

　　Don't speak ill of Mr Lang.

　　THOMAS

　　You're a funny one. Talk about sweet and sour. Better get back.

　　[INT. CRAWLEY HOUSE - DAY]

　　MRS BIRD

　　Want a cup?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Not really.

　　MRS BIRD

　　What were you doing?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Let's see. I've tidied the study, twice. And I've rearranged the coats in the hall. I might check his clothes for moth. What about you?

　　MRS BIRD

　　We've cleaned everything three times over. And I've sent Beth into the village for some eggs to pickle, though the mistress doesn't really like them.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Well, she never eats properly anyway. Not on her own. I [?] can't do much with supper on a tray.

　　[A dirty, homeless man walks into the kitchen with a cane.]

　　STRANGER

　　Beg pardon for troubling you, only the door was open.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Yeah, but the front gate was not.

　　STRANGER

　　No.

　　MRS BIRD

　　What do you want?

　　STRANGER

　　Have you got any spare food?

　　MRS BIRD

　　Spare food? What's that when it's at home?

　　[The man nods and starts to leave.]

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Hang on, hang on. Wait. You from around here?

　　STRANGER

　　Not far. I used to work on the farm once, but, er...

　　[He indicates his cane and bad leg.]

　　STRANGER

　　Not anymore.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　You get that in the war?

　　STRANGER

　　Don't pity me. I'm one of the lucky ones.

　　[Moseley and Mrs Bird exchange a look.]

　　MRS BIRD

　　I might have something for you.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Come on.

　　[EXT. BATTLEFRONT - DAY]

　　[Matthew and William sneak along a hedgerow. A cigarette drops in front of Matthew and they duck into hiding. Germans stand around talking above them. Matthew motions and they head back the way they came. They rush through some woods and find some patrolling Germans. More German soldiers appear behind them. They make a run for it as the Germans open fire.]

　　[EXT/INT. DOWNTON - DAY]

　　[Mr Molesley walks to Downton. He approaches Mr Carson who is sweeping Lord Grantham's uniform and knocks on the door frame.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Hello, Mr Molesley.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　They told me you were up here. I hope you don't mind my bothering you.

　　MR CARSON

　　Not a bit. What can I do for you?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Well, actually, Mr Carson I've been thinking there might be something I could do for you.

　　MR CARSON

　　Mm?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　That brushing, for instance.

　　[Mr Carson chuckles and hands Mr Molesley the brush.]

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　I don't like having nothing to do. What with Captain Crawley away at the war and with his mother in France alongside him, and then His Lordship's without a valet a--and your plate is piled so high.

　　MR CARSON

　　I am quite occupied, it's true.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　So, I thought I'd look in and give you a hand. Brushing, mending, cleaning shoes, whatever's needed.

　　MR CARSON

　　Well, that's kind of you, Mr Molesley. We shall have to watch ourselves or else His Lordship will want to pinch you off Captain Crawley.

　　[Molesley chuckles.]

　　[INT. SERVANTS' CORRIDOR - DAY]

　　DAISY

　　But he said he'd be here by now and he's not.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　You mustn't worry about him, Daisy.

　　DAISY

　　I'm not worried like that exactly. But this is William. I think we should all be worried.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Anything might've happened. Maybe his leave was cancelled. At times like these, people vanish and turn up again in the strangest places.

　　DAISY

　　Like Mr Bates in that pub.

　　[Daisy realises Mrs Hughes has stopped walking and turns around to look at her.]