[INT. LADY MARY'S BEDROOM - DAY]

　　[Mary enters as Anna is finishing the bed.]

　　ANNA

　　Oh, I'm sorry, milady, I didn't think you'd want to change tonight.

　　LADY MARY

　　I don't. I just need a handkerchief.

　　ANNA

　　How's Her Ladyship?

　　LADY MARY

　　Not good, I'm afraid. What is it?

　　ANNA

　　I--I don't mean to bother you, milady.

　　LADY MARY

　　Go on.

　　ANNA

　　Can you keep a secret? Well, I know you can. You see, Mr Bates and I had a plan...to get married this coming Friday.

　　LADY MARY

　　What?

　　ANNA

　　He's worried the police haven't finished with him, and if he's right, then I'm not going through it with no proper place in his life.

　　LADY MARY

　　Well, that's a very brave decision.

　　ANNA

　　Or a very stupid one. But, anyway, with Her Ladyship ill now, and half the servants on their backs, and everybody working flat out--

　　LADY MARY

　　Where is the marriage to be?

　　ANNA

　　Just in the register office in Ripon. It wouldn't take long, but--

　　LADY MARY

　　Go. I'll cover for you. We're all here, and you won't help Mama by changing your plans.

　　[Edith enters.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　You better come. She's worse.

　　[Mary rushes out with Edith.]

　　[INT. LADY GRANTHAM'S BEDROOM - EVENING]

　　[Clarkson puts on his coat to leave.]

　　DR CLARKSON

　　I've given her the epinephrine.

　　O'BRIEN (worried) Doctor!

　　[Cora is gasping for air and her nose is bleeding.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　Oh, no. What does that mean?

　　DR CLARKSON

　　It's a haemorrhage of the mucus membranes. It's, er, it's not unusual. [Sybil gets a bowl to Cora just in time as she vomits.]

　　O'BRIEN

　　It's all right, milady. Don't worry. Don't worry a bit. Everything's going to be all right.

　　ROBERT (whisper)

　　Everything is clearly not all right. How bad is it?

　　DR CLARKSON (low voice)

　　If she lasts through the night, she'll live.

　　[Mary, Edith, and Robert absorb this shock.]

　　DR CLARKSON

　　What about the others?

　　LADY MARY

　　Come with me.

　　DR CLARKSON

　　I'll be back shortly.

　　[INT. MR CARSON'S BEDROOM - EVENING]

　　DR CLARKSON

　　I've given some medicine to Mrs Hughes. She'll bring it up later.

　　MR CARSON

　　I gather Her Ladyship is not improving.

　　DR CLARKSON

　　Ah, well, er...we'll know more tomorrow.

　　MR CARSON

　　And Miss Swire?

　　DR CLARKSON

　　Not too bad, I think. I'll go to her when I've seen the rest of the servants.

　　[Someone knocks just as Clarkson heads for the door and he opens it.]

　　DR CLARKSON

　　Ah.

　　[Clarkson exits as Thomas brings in a tray, to Mr Carson's shock.]

　　THOMAS

　　Thank you, sir. Here we are, Mr Carson. Now, have you got everything you need?

　　[Carson nods.]

　　THOMAS

　　Milady.

　　[Thomas exits cheerfully.]

　　MR CARSON

　　I wan-- I want to thank you for coming up, my lady.

　　LADY MARY

　　Not at all.

　　MR CARSON

　　No, no, I mean it. I know I've been a disappointment to you.

　　LADY MARY

　　Maybe. But I've relied on your support for too long to do without it entirely.

　　MR CARSON

　　You'll always have my support, my lady.

　　LADY MARY

　　And you mine. On which subject...

　　[Mary brings Carson's dinner tray to him.]

　　LADY MARY

　　I should be careful of Thomas.

　　MR CARSON

　　I don't know how we're to get rid of him after all this.

　　LADY MARY

　　But I doubt he'll want to stay a footman forever, so watch out.

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - EVENING]

　　[Thomas waits on the buffet dinner party in full livery.]

　　LADY MARY

　　You look very smart, Thomas.

　　THOMAS

　　Well, I still have the shirt, milady, and I found my livery in the cupboard, so I thought, why not?

　　[Mary finishes serving up her own plate and walks over to sit next to Matthew.]

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　I have a place for you here.

　　[Mary pauses awkwardly and goes to sit next to Carlisle.]

　　ISOBEL

　　How's Lavinia?

　　MATTHEW

　　All right, I think. The illness has made her rather...confused.

　　LADY MARY

　　What do you mean?

　　[Sybil rushes in, wearing her nursing uniform.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Matthew! Mary!

　　[Everyone gets up.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Is it Mama?

　　LADY SYBIL

　　That's what's so...it's Lavinia.

　　[Everyone rushes out except Carlisle. He grabs Mary's arm on her way out.]

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Let him go to her. Let him be with her. Surely you owe her that.

　　[Mary slips out of his grasp and leaves without a word.]

　　[INT. LAVINIA'S GUEST BEDROOM - EVENING]

　　ISOBEL

　　What happened?

　　DR CLARKSON

　　This is how I found her. It's bad, I'm afraid. Very bad.

　　[Lavinia seems to be struggling to breathe.]

　　DR CLARKSON

　　The worst.

　　MATTHEW

　　I don't understand. When I was with her, she was talking, she was fine.

　　DR CLARKSON

　　It's-- it's a strange disease with sudden, savage changes. I'm terribly sorry.

　　MATTHEW

　　Well, what can I do? Can I talk to her?

　　DR CLARKSON

　　Yes, of course.

　　[Matthew sits in the chair next to the bed and takes Lavinia's hand. The men step away and turn their backs, but the women watch.]

　　MATTHEW

　　My darling, can you hear me? It's me. It's Matthew.

　　LAVINIA

　　Matthew. I'm so glad you're here.

　　MATTHEW

　　Of course I'm here. Darling, where else would I be?

　　LAVINIA

　　Isn't this better, really?

　　MATTHEW

　　I don't understand you.

　　LAVINIA

　　You won't have to make a hard decision. Be happy, for my sake. Promise me. It's all I want for you. Remember that. That's all I want.

　　MATTHEW

　　But I can't be happy. Not without you. How could I be happy?

　　[Lavinia dies. Isobel steps forward and the gentlemen turn back around. Clarkson checks her pulse, then places a hand on Matthew's shoulder and steps away.]

　　[INT. GREAT HALL - DAY]

　　[Matthew walks to Downton wearing a black armband, looking like a zombie. He enter the great hall and sees servants taking the garlands down from the staircase.]

　　MATTHEW

　　What are you doing?

　　THOMAS

　　They were put up for the wedding, Mr Crawley.

　　[Robert approaches Matthew.]

　　ROBERT

　　My dear chap, I cannot find the words to say how sorry I am.

　　MATTHEW

　　How is Cousin Cora?

　　ROBERT

　　Much better, thank you.

　　MATTHEW

　　Glad to hear it. I came up to see if there's anything I need to do.

　　ROBERT

　　We've taken care of all that. As you know, we always use Graspy's.

　　MATTHEW

　　Of course.

　　ROBERT

　　Travis has suggested Monday for the funeral to give people time to get here. It'll be in tomorrow's paper.

　　MATTHEW

　　That's very kind of you.

　　ROBERT

　　I know Mary wanted to--

　　MATTHEW

　　No.

　　ROBERT

　　--see you.

　　MATTHEW

　　I mean, I...don't really want to see anyone. Not yet. Now I know everything's settled, I'll go back.

　　ROBERT

　　When you speak to her father, do ask him to stay here

　　MATTHEW

　　Thank you. He'll be...very grateful.

　　ROBERT

　　Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. [Matthew zombie walks away.]

　　[INT. MR CARSON'S BEDROOM - DAY]

　　[Mrs Hughes gives Mr Carson his medicine.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Are you feeling more yourself?

　　MR CARSON

　　A bit. I still can't get over it.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I hope you'll not pretend you liked her now.

　　MR CARSON

　　I didn't want her here, Mrs Hughes, I'll admit, but I had no objection to her being happy somewhere else.