[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, FRONT DOOR - DAY]

　　[The Bryants arrive in a motorcar and Mrs Hughes steps up next to Carson to greet them.] MR CARSON

　　Why are you here?

　　[Mrs Hughes doesn't reply.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Mr Bryant, Mrs Bryant, welcome.

　　MRS BRYANT

　　We're so pleased to be here. This is so kind of you, Lady Grantham.

　　MR BRYANT

　　It is kind, but we ought to make it clear we can't stay long. I wasn't sure we had time to come at all.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Luncheon's quite ready.

　　MR BRYANT

　　We must eat and run, I'm afraid. We have to be at Marypole by six.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　We're all so terribly sorry about the reason you're here.

　　MR BRYANT

　　If we could see Charles's rooms-- [Mrs Hughes steps forward quickly.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Shall I take Mrs Bryant up?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　No, I'll do it.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　We'll all do it. My cousin, Mrs Crawley, who looked after Major Bryant and my daughters who nursed will join us for luncheon.

　　MRS BRYANT

　　How thoughtful.

　　MR BRYANT

　　But we can't be long. I've told our chauffeur to stay in the car.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Will I take him something to eat?

　　MR BRYANT

　　Leave him be. He's quite happy.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Now, please, come and see where Major Bryant lived while he was with us.

　　[They enter the house and Mrs Hughes is left standing there.]

　　[INT. GAME LARDER - DAY]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I'm afraid it's not going to work.

　　ETHEL

　　Why?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　They're in the dining room now and they're getting straight into the car when they're finished. I tried to speak to her on her own, but there was never the right moment. (to the little boy) Your grandad is a bit of a bully.

　　ETHEL

　　But I must see them. I've come all this way.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Of course it's a disappointment.

　　ETHEL

　　You said yourself there wouldn't be another chance.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　We can't know that. Maybe you should write to them after all. You've nothing to lose.

　　ETHEL

　　No. No, they have to see him. They must see Charlie.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Well, maybe they will. Sometime in the future. I hope so. You'd better go now. [Ethel looks down at Charlie and then walks out with him.]

　　[ INT. KITCHENS - DAY]

　　DAISY MASON

　　This wedding cake, can I make it?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　You wouldn't know how to start.

　　DAISY MASON

　　But you can tell me. And if I make it early, then you can make another if it's no good.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Hmm. If I say yes, will you do as you're told? [Daisy smiles.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Daisy, there's a wretched chauffeur at the front who's not allowed to get out of the car.So, can you make him a sandwich and take him up a bottle of [?]--

　　[Mrs Hughes sees Ethel rush down the servants' corridor and her jaw drops.]

　　DAISY MASON

　　We've some ham.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Oh, my God.

　　[Mrs Hughes goes after Ethel.] DAISY MASON

　　Who was that?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Wasn't that Ethel? Di-- did you see what she was carrying?

　　DAISY MASON

　　No.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Then just...let's leave it alone.

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - DAY]

　　MRS BRYANT

　　I'm afraid Downton will be a place of pilgrimage for a while.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　We're glad to be, if we can help to bring some peace of mind.

　　MR BRYANT

　　There's no point in wallowing in it. What good does it do?

　　ETHEL

　　Leave me alone!

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Ethel!

　　[Ethel rushes into the room with Charlie, Mrs Hughes and Anna in pursuit. The luncheon party is shocked.]

　　ANNA

　　I tried to stop her--

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　What on earth?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Ethel-- (to Robert) I know what this is. Mrs Hughes, I don't think it's quite the right--

　　ETHEL

　　I'm stopping...until I've had my say. [Ethel looks at Mrs Bryant.]

　　ETHEL

　　This is Charlie, your grandson. He's almost a year old.

　　[Mr Bryant stands up and throws his napkin on the table.]

　　MR BRYANT

　　What proof have you?

　　ETHEL

　　What?

　　MR BRYANT

　　I say, what proof have you? If my son was the father of this boy, where's your proof? Any letters? Any signed statement?

　　ETHEL

　　Why would there be any letters? We were in the same house.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I think she's telling the truth.

　　MR BRYANT

　　I'm not interested in "think." I want proof that my son acknowledged paternity of this boy. If what you say is true, then he would've known of the boy's existence for months before he...before he was killed.

　　ETHEL

　　Yes, he knew.

　　MR BRYANT

　　So, what did he do about it?

　　ETHEL (close to tears) Nothing. He did nothing.

　　MR BRYANT

　　Thank you. That's the proof I was looking for. If Charles was the father, he would never have shirked his responsibilities. Never.

　　ETHEL

　　Well, he did!

　　MR BRYANT

　　I won't listen to any more slander!

　　[Mrs Bryant is clearly upset, and not in agreement with her husband.]

　　MR BRYANT

　　Now, will you please go and take that boy with you, whoever he is! You're upsetting Mrs Bryant!

　　[Cora stares at Mr Bryant, appalled at his behaviour.]

　　MRS BRYANT

　　Well, I would like--

　　MR BRYANT

　　I said you are upsetting Mrs Bryant! [Ethel cries.]

　　MR BRYANT

　　Lord Grantham, are you going to stand by while this woman holds us to ransom?

　　[Robert gives Mr Bryant an irritated look, but stands up.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　This isn't doing much good.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Ethel, you better come with me. Come on.

　　[Anna and Mrs Hughes escort Ethel out with Charlie crying in her arms. Robert and Mr Bryant take their seats.]

　　MR BRYANT

　　She thinks we're a soft touch. They hear of a dead officer with some money behind them and suddenly there's a baby on every corner.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　But if she's telling the truth--

　　MR BRYANT

　　If Charles had fathered that boy, he would've told us. No, I'd say she's done her homework and discovered he was an only child. She thinks we'd be ripe for the plucking.

　　[The luncheon continues and Mrs Bryant turns to Isobel.]

　　MRS BRYANT

　　You knew her. Was she one of the nurses when he was here?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　She was a housemaid.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Were you aware?

　　LADY MARY

　　No.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　No one told me Major Bryant was your only son.

　　MRS BRYANT

　　That's right. Just Charles.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　Matthew is my only son, and he nearly died. I think I know a little of what you're going through.

　　MRS BRYANT

　　He seems such a nice young man--

　　MR BRYANT

　　Well, I think that's cast rather a shadow over the proceding, so I don't see any point in prolonging it.

　　[Mr Bryant gets up and exits, Cora follows him, and everyone else rises, too.] MR BRYANT

　　Daphne, come on, we're leaving.

　　MRS BRYANT (to Isobel)

　　He's afraid of his own grief. That's why he behaves as he does. He's terrified of his own grief.

　　[Everyone stands there as Mrs Bryant exits with Robert.]