[INT. LADY SYBIL'S BEDROOM - DAY]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Your threats are hollow, don't you see? "I won't be received in London. I won't be welcome at court." How do I make you understand? I couldn't care less.

　　[Robert is about to reply when Violet knocks and enters.]

　　VIOLET

　　I do hope I'm interrupting something.

　　ROBERT

　　I only wish you were, but I seem to be getting nowhere. Have you seen Cora?

　　VIOLET

　　Ah-ha. She's lying down, and can we blame her? Now, Sybil, dear, this sort of thing is all very well in novels, but in reality, it can prove very uncomfortable. And while I am sure Branson has many virtues…

　　[Robert is about to protest.]

　　VIOLET

　　Well, no, no. He's a good driver.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　I will not give him up!

　　ROBERT

　　Don't be rude to your grandmother.

　　VIOLET

　　No, she's not being rude, just wrong.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　This is my offer: I will stay one week to avoid the impression I've run away, and because I don't want to spoil Matthew's wedding. And then we will marry in Dublin and whoever wishes to visit will be very welcome.

　　ROBERT

　　Out of the question.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Will you forbid Mary and Edith?

　　VIOLET

　　No, don't, don't. Don't say anything you may have to retract.

　　ROBERT

　　Know this: there will be no more money. From here on in, your life will be very different.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Well, bully for that.

　　[INT. MR CARSON'S OFFICE - DAY]

　　[Mrs Hughes knocks on the door and enters with a tray.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I thought this might [?] you off--

　　[Mr Carson tries to rise as she enters, but he's obviously not well.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Mr Carson, whatever's the matter?

　　MR CARSON

　　Oh, I 'm sure I'll be all right if I can just stay still for a moment.

　　[Mr Carson sinks back into his chair and Mrs Hughes puts down the tray.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　You will not stay still, not down here. Get to bed this minute. I'll send for the doctor.

　　MR CARSON

　　I can't. We've got the Crawleys tonight and Miss Swire. What with this business of Lady Sybil.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I'll deal with it.

　　[She helps him up.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Get Mr Molesley to help.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　There's no need.

　　MR CARSON

　　I mean it. The war is no longer an excuse for sloppy presentation.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Oh, very well, I'll ask him, but only on condition you go to bed.

　　[Mrs Hughes helps Carson to his room.]

　　[INT. LADY GRANTHAM'S BEDROOM - EVENING]

　　[Cora heaves an exhausted sigh.]

　　O'BRIEN

　　Are you too hot in that, my lady? We still have time to change.

　　CORA

　　No, I'm fine. Thank you.

　　[O'Brien leaves and Cora sinks into a chair.]

　　CORA

　　So, what do we do next?

　　ROBERT

　　God knows. This is what comes of spoiling her. The mad clothes, the nursing. What were we thinking of?

　　CORA

　　That's not fair. She's a wonderful nurse and she's worked very hard.

　　ROBERT

　　But in the process, she's forgotten who she is.

　　CORA

　　Has she, Robert? Or have we overlooked who she really is?

　　ROBERT

　　If you're turning American on me, I'll go downstairs.

　　[Cora sighs and Robert leaves.]

　　[INT. SERVE ROOM - EVENING]

　　ANNA

　　Mr Carson likes to serve two white wines, which you should open and decant just before they eat. A light one for the hors d'oeuvres, then a heavy one with the soup. Keep that going for the fish, and then change to the Claret, which you should really decant now. There's a pudding wine, and after that whatever they want in the drawing room with their coffee.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Blimey, it's a wonder they make it up the stairs.

　　ANNA

　　They don't drink much of any of it. Now, let me show you the decanters. These four...

　　[INT. STAIRCASE - EVENING]

　　CORA

　　So I don't have to receive that terrible man again.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　It won't be necessary. They'll meet Ethel here, but the--

　　[Cora stops to lean on the banister.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Should you be downstairs, milady?

　　CORA

　　Oh, I'm perfectly all right, thank you.

　　[Cora continues down the stairs.]

　　[INT. KITCHENS - EVENING]

　　THOMAS

　　Why Molesley? I could've done it.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　But you always make a mountain out of not being a servant.

　　THOMAS

　　I'm just trying to be helpful.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I'm afraid "being helpful" is not something we associate you with.

　　[Thomas walks off.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Ooh, it's wonderful what fear can do to the human spirit.

　　[INT. SERVE ROOM - EVENING]

　　ANNA

　　You quite right, Mr Molesley?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Yes, I just want to be absolutely sure that this is the lighter wine.

　　[Molesley pours himself a glass.]

　　JANE

　　What does it matter as long as it's white.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　No. I believe in starting the way you mean to go on. Don't want to get off on the wrong foot.

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - EVENING]

　　VIOLET

　　I'm glad you're here, Sybil, dear. I was afraid you'd have a tray in your room.

　　ROBERT

　　Maybe you should have done.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Why? I'm nor eloping like a thief in the night. I might have once, but Mary and Edith talked me out of it.

　　[Mary and Edith stare at her for outing them.]

　　VIOLET

　　Oh? The plot thickens.

　　ISOBEL

　　After all, Sybil's had enough time to think about it--

　　MATTHEW

　　Mother, it is not for us to have an opinion.

　　[Molesley falters in pouring Matthew's wine.]

　　MATTHEW

　　Mr Molesley, are you quite well?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　I--I'm all right, thank you, sir.

　　MATTHEW

　　I don't believe you are.

　　CORA

　　The awful truth is, I'm not quite all right and I'm afraid I'm going to ask you to excuse me.

　　ROBERT

　　I'm so sorry.

　　[The men stand as Cora gets up from the table.]

　　ROBERT

　　Would you like us to call Dr Clarkson?

　　CORA

　　No, no, darling, it's too late.

　　ANNA

　　He's coming anyway, Your Lordship, for Mr Carson.

　　LADY EDITH

　　I-- I'll bring him up when he arrives.

　　ROBERT

　　I can sleep in my dressing room.