[EXT. THE VILLAGE - DAY]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I had to get out of that kitchen if I'm not to be found dead under the table. It's like cooking a banquet three times a day.

　　DAISY

　　It is a lot of extra work, whatever they say. Even with the helpers. MRS PATMORE

　　Huh. Don't think they lighten the load.

　　[They see a bunch of war-wounded men walking to the Crawley house.] MRS PATMORE

　　Mrs Bird? What's going on?

　　MRS BIRD

　　I knew I'd be found out sooner or later. At least it's you.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Found out doing what?

　　MRS BIRD

　　What does it look like?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Well, I don't know what it looks like. Except some kind of soup kitchen.

　　MRS BIRD

　　You better come inside.

　　[INT. CRAWLEY HOUSE, KITCHEN - DAY]

　　[The men gather to get food.]

　　MRS BIRD

　　One at a time. Take a piece of bread

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Right. Daisy, stand there. Give them a bowl and a spoon. When did all this start?

　　MRS BIRD

　　That fella turned up asking for food. Then he came back next day with a friend. And here we are.

　　DAISY

　　What does Mrs Crawley say?

　　MRS BIRD

　　She doesn't know yet. I suppose she'll put a stop to it when she gets back from France.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I hope not.

　　MRS BIRD

　　To be honest, Mrs Patmore, I'm not sure I can manage much longer.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Well, how often do you do it?

　　MRS BIRD

　　Plan to get it down to once a week and give 'em only the cheapest cuts, but it is my money. And I don't know how much--

　　MRS PATMORE

　　No, hold it right there. If we can't feed a few soldiers in our own village, them as have taken the bullet or worse for king and country, then I don't know what.

　　[INT. GREAT HALL - DAY]

　　[Daisy walks in with a basket of firewood while the officers are sitting at tables around the room.]

　　DAISY

　　Sorry about this, milady. Only there's no footmen to do it now.

　　LADY EDITH

　　I don't mind. You better run before Mrs Hughes sees you.

　　DAISY

　　Milady, could I ask something?

　　[Edith nods.]

　　DAISY

　　Only, William, who was in service here…

　　LADY EDITH

　　I know William.

　　DAISY

　　Well, he's missing. That is, he was supposed to be back on leave, but he never turned up. He wrote he was coming home for a few days with Captain Crawley.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Is William your beau?

　　DAISY

　　I wouldn't say that. No, milady. We're all very fond of William downstairs.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Of course you are. Well, I'm sure it's nothing, but I'll see what I can find out.

　　DAISY

　　Thank you.

　　[Daisy goes back to building a fire.]

　　[INT. LIBRARY - DAY]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　But how do you know they didn't change their plans?

　　LADY EDITH

　　Well, of course I don't, but the poor girl seemed quite certain.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Just when Isobel is away and none of us know where she is. Typical.

　　LADY EDITH

　　I suppose Matthew might've heard from Cousin Isobel and decided to meet up in France instead.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　But that wouldn't explain why William isn't here. I'll do what I can.

　　[INT. KITCHENS - DAY]

　　[Mrs Patmore orders the cook's helper at the stove.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　No! Don't stop stirring, the bottom'll burn.

　　[Mrs Patmore orders the cook's helper carrying some chickens.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　You can leave those to Daisy. That's it Daisy. Put them in the special storage area. What do you want?

　　O'BRIEN

　　Can I borrow some baking soda?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Borrow? Why? Are you planning to give it back?