[INT. SERVANTS' CORRIDOR - EVENING]

　　[Bates turns the corner as Anna walks down the corridor.]

　　ANNA

　　Oh. I'm glad I've got you.

　　MR BATES

　　Aren't you serving?

　　ANNA

　　They're on the main course, so I can spare a moment. I've been thinking and, erm, I have to say something that you won't agree with. We're going to get married.

　　MR BATES

　　Don't be silly. We can't. Not now.

　　ANNA

　　You're not listening. You're going to Ripon tomorrow afternoon to take out a special license - I don't care how much it costs - and fix a day. We'll tell no one, but this you will do.

　　MR BATES

　　I can't.

　　ANNA

　　Aren't I as strong as Lady Sybil?

　　MR BATES

　　I don't doubt that.

　　ANNA

　　Well, then. If she can do it, so can we. That's what I've been thinking. I have stuck by you through thick and thin.

　　MR BATES

　　Thin and thin, more like.

　　ANNA

　　Mr Bates, if we have to face this, then we will face it as husband and wife. I will not be moved to the sidelines to watch how you fair from a distance with no right even to be kept informed. I will be your next of kin, and you cannot deny me that.

　　JANE

　　Anna! You better come, quick. [Anna goes with Jane.]

　　[INT. SERVE ROOM - EVENING]

　　[Molesley moans and puts a handkerchief to his face.]

　　ANNA

　　Mr Molesley? What's happened? Haven't you taken that in yet?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　I'm not well. I'm not well at all.

　　JANE

　　First Mr Carson, then Her Ladyship, and now him.

　　ANNA

　　Help him down to the servants' hall. The doctor can take a look at him, too, when he gets here.

　　[Anna grabs the decanter and enters the dining room.]

　　[ INT. DINING ROOM - EVENING]

　　ROBERT

　　The Spanish flu has found its way to Yorkshire.

　　ISOBEL

　　And to Downton. Dr Clarkson says he's got ten cases already.

　　[Anna pours Violet's drink.]

　　ROBERT

　　Ah, I thought Molesley had joined the temperance league.

　　ANNA

　　I'm afraid he's been taken ill, milord. I am sorry.

　　ROBERT

　　Molesley, too? Good heavens, everyone's falling like ninepins. [Lavinia swoons in her chair.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Lavinia?

　　LAVINIA

　　Do you know, I'm not at all well either. I wonder if I could lay down for a minute?

　　LADY MARY

　　Of course. Come to my room. They'll have lit the fire by now.

　　[Mary and Lavinia get up from the table. The men stand as they exit.]

　　LAVINIA

　　Excuse me.

　　ISOBEL

　　Do you think we should take her home?

　　MATTHEW

　　No, let her rest for a moment.

　　ISOBEL

　　Well, I—-I think I should go and help.

　　[Isobel gets up and exits.]

　　VIOLET

　　Wasn't there a masked ball in Paris when cholera broke out? Half the guests were dead before they left the ballroom.

　　ROBERT

　　Thank you, Mama. That's cheered us up no end. [BREAK 2]

　　[INT. UPSTAIRS CORRIDOR - EVENING] MRS HUGHES

　　I'll take you to Mr Carson now, and then to see Mr Molesley in the servants' hall.

　　[Robert turns the corner.]

　　ROBERT

　　Dr Clarkson, you're kind to come. How is she?

　　DR CLARKSON

　　Not too bad, I see. But she'll need some nursing for a day or two.

　　ROBERT

　　Oh, don't worry about that. All our daughters are professionals. Let's leave her to get some rest.

　　[Mary and Isobel approach.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Miss Swire may be another victim, but she's sleeping now, so I don't want to disturb her.

　　DR CLARKSON

　　When she wakes, give her some aspirin and cinnamon in milk and keep her here. I'll look at her in the morning. I better go to Carson.

　　ISOBEL

　　I'll come, too.

　　[Clarkson takes a breath and rolls his eyes, but follows Mrs Hughes without a word.]

　　[INT. GREAT HALL - EVENING]

　　[Matthew puts on the gramophone. Mary watches him from the balcony for a moment before descending the stairs.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Where is everyone?

　　MATTHEW

　　I'm not sure. Cousin Violet's gone home.

　　LADY MARY

　　What about you?

　　MATTHEW

　　I'm waiting for Lavinia and Mother.

　　LADY MARY

　　Dr Clarkson wants Lavinia to stay here. He'll see her tomorrow. [Mary listens to the music.]

　　LADY MARY

　　I don't know this one.

　　MATTHEW

　　Actually, I rather like it. I think it was in a show that flopped. Zip Goes a Million, or something.

　　[Mary lets out an amused sigh. Matthew holds out his hands to dance with her. She steps into his arms.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Can you manage without your stick?

　　MATTHEW

　　You are my stick.

　　LADY MARY

　　Hm. We were a show that flopped.

　　MATTHEW

　　Oh, God, Mary.

　　[The music fades and transitions into the modern Downton Abbey orchestral score.]

　　MATTHEW

　　I am so, so sorry. Do you know how sorry I am?

　　LADY MARY

　　Don't be. It wasn't anyone's fault. If it was, it was mine.

　　MATTHEW

　　You know, Cousin Violet came to me and told me to marry you.

　　LADY MARY

　　When was this?

　　MATTHEW

　　A while ago. When we knew I would walk again.

　　LADY MARY

　　Classic Granny. What did you say?

　　MATTHEW

　　That I couldn't accept Lavinia's sacrifice of her life, her children, her future, and then give her the brush off when I was well again. Well, I couldn't, could I?

　　LADY MARY

　　Of course not.

　　MATTHEW

　　However much I might want to.

　　LADY MARY

　　Absolutely not.

　　[Mary and Matthew kiss.]

　　LAVINIA

　　Hello.

　　[Lavinia comes down the stairs and Mary and Matthew part.]

　　MATTHEW

　　What are you doing up?

　　LAVINIA

　　Shouldn't we be getting back?

　　LADY MARY

　　It's decided. You're staying here. Dr Clarkson's coming in the morning so he can treat all of you together. You can borrow some things until Matthew brings you what you need. I'll go and organize a room.

　　[Mary leaves and Matthew walks up to Lavinia.]

　　MATTHEW

　　How do you feel?

　　LAVINIA

　　Like a nuisance.

　　MATTHEW

　　You could never be that.

　　LAVINIA

　　I mean it, Matthew. Don't ever let me be a nuisance. Don't ever let me get in the way, please.

　　[The gramophone scratches at the end of the song.]