01x05 - Charity Has Two Functions

[bunniefuu]

[TV STATIC DRONES]

[BRIGHT TONE]

[SPIRITED ORCHESTRAL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[PENSIVE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

All clear.

Remember, if anyone asks,
you know nothing.

Where do you think you're going?

Out.

Don't be clever with me, Missy.

Are you planning to meet someone?

If so, I forbid it.

If you would only explain my crime,

- the one I'm being punished for.
- Certainly.

You meet young men.
You correspond with them.

- Not this again.
- Do you deny it?

If you won't let me go
into society, Mother,

I must find some society for myself.

Get upstairs, take off your hat,

and I will see you
in the drawing room later.

How long do you propose
to keep her incarcerated?

Until I've brought her out.

She should be out now.

Ask this Baldwin boy to dinner.

We can look him over
and learn the worst.

Perhaps we'll like him.

Archie Baldwin is not what I want.

Why not?

He's the son of a senior diplomat

with a house on Fifth Avenue
and another in Newport.

I want more than that.

But what is there more than that?

You'll see when I find
what I'm looking for.

Well, we can't keep the girl
locked up forever.

If you force her into secrecy,
you're taking a risk.

Leave Gladys to me.

Yes, Turner?

The seamstress is here, ma'am,

and I want to be sure
which skirt you'd like cut down

for Miss Gladys.

I'll come now.

[QUIRKY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Take the salad up now.
It can wait on the sideboard.

Anything nice planned
for your afternoon off,

Miss Armstrong?

What's it to you?

How about a piece
of apple pie to take with you?

That would be a treat. Thank you.

Mr. Bannister's waiting
for the lady to change,

then he'll announce luncheon.

She better get a move on,
or the escalopes will spoil.

And where does all this take place?

Miss Barton opened
the first Red Cross branch

in Dansville last year,

so I expect it'll be more
organized from now on.

Dansville, New York?

She's holding a meeting there
soon to make an announcement.

Aurora Fane's going,

and she's been a champion
of Miss Barton from the start.

And you'd like to accompany her.

I would. I feel strongly about it.

Really, Aunt Agnes,

anyone would think
you were against charity.

[CHUCKLES DRYLY]

Charity has two functions
in our world, my dear.

The first is to raise funds
for the less fortunate,

which is wholly good.

The second is to provide a ladder

for people to climb into society

who do not belong there.

And that is wholly bad?

Not wholly, perhaps,
but it should give us pause.

- Very well. You may go.
- [CHUCKLES]

But ask Miss Scott to accompany you.

I don't entirely trust
Aurora these days,

not since I learned Mrs. Chamberlain

- was on her guest list.
- Oh, well...

shall we tidy ourselves
before luncheon, dear?

And I think Pumpkin needs a walk.

[PUMPKIN BARKS]

Is that "The New York Globe"?

Did they publish your story?

- See for yourself.
- [CHUCKLES]

You are to be congratulated.
What an achievement!

Thank you.

The things we said
when I came to Brooklyn,

those idiotic shoes... [CHUCKLES]

I don't need a fairy godmother.

I know, but I think I came
to your parents' house

as much as anything
because I was curious.

It seems to me Mr. Raikes
knows more about your life

than I do.

He's a lawyer.

He understands how to find
things out I need to know.

And I don't.

[SIGHS] Look, we fell out.

Let's not make it worse.

You have a good heart,
but I run my own life.

- Is that clear?
- Yes.

Is this a trick?

- Really, Larry?
- Give us some credit.

One minute, I'm under arrest

for receiving a letter from Archie,

and now you're asking him to dinner?

She's right. What are
we supposed to think?

We'd like to meet Mr. Baldwin.

Yes, it's time we met Mr. Baldwin.

I will relay your invitation.

Just give me his address,

and I'll invite him for next Friday.

- Will you make a party of it?
- I don't think so.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WHIMSICAL ORCHESTRAL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Mrs. Scott.

Did you see Peggy?

Uh, no. They told me she was out.

Maybe she had a meeting at
"The Globe" with Mr. Fortune.

Are you taking those to the mailbox?

Mm-hmm.

I suppose after your visit
the other day,

Peggy said terrible things
about her father.

She hasn't said anything,
terrible or otherwise.

But you can see they don't get along?

As far as I can tell, Peggy
feels her father forced her

into a course of action she regrets.

Parents do things
to protect their children,

whether they like it or not.

Peggy belongs in Brooklyn.

It's nice she has her job,

but she will only live a half life here.

She likes the work.

But there is more to life than work,

and Peggy cannot live your life.

I suppose not.

In Brooklyn, she could
meet a suitable husband,

have her own family,

and walk through front doors
instead of the back entrances.

I hadn't thought of that.

I know Peggy is fond of you.

She wouldn't stay here if she wasn't.

But family is a precious gift.

It isn't right for us to be at odds.

I believe Peggy loves you
very much, Mrs. Scott.

The past won't let go of her,
but she loves you.

Bless you for saying so, Miss Brook.

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

[BABY CRYING DISTANTLY]

[SIGHS]

Mother?

I thought you'd never get here.

I'm not late, am I?

How should I know?

I just lie in this bed all day.

I brought your things.

No surprises there, I'll bet.

[SIGHS]

You give me the list,
I buy what you ask for.

If you want something different
next week, write it down.

Yeah, yeah.

- How's Mr. Sternberg?
- I never see him.

When he gets here, he sleeps.
When he wakes, he leaves.

But he still fetches a bucket
of water every morning.

That's kind of him.

It's part of his rent.

Hadn't you better get started?

You know I'm too ill to manage.

Or are you so taken up
with enjoying yourself?

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Will Aunt Agnes let you go?

If I take her secretary as a chaperone.

Aren't I enough?

She thinks I'm fast, doesn't she?

I knew it.

She's not trying to stop me going.

She's been so generous to Miss Scott.

Do you find it surprising?

I think she admires people
who help themselves.

Even if they're colored?

It doesn't seem to matter to her.

Well, good for Aunt Agnes.

Now I have a favor.

I've invited Mrs. Russell here to lunch

to meet Mr. McAllister,

and I need you to help me
make it run smoothly.

- Mrs. Astor's Mr. McAllister?
- The very one.

Does he want to meet Mrs. Russell?

With any luck, he'll be curious

about her money and about her house.

She's trying to find her feet
in New York,

and I'm afraid he's the gatekeeper

she must pass to achieve it.

Is that his role?

He is Cerberus,

snarling and growling
to protect his Mystic Rose,

as he likes to call her.

Is Mrs. Astor aware of all this?

She is when it suits her.

She uses him to filter the new arrivals.

Hmm. So Mr. McAllister's
opinion is important?

Is any of it important?

[CHUCKLES]

I wonder if you'd invite Mr. Raikes.

Mr. Raikes?

Is he the handsome one
we met at the Academy?

I'll ask him, if you like.

He may not be able to get away.

Don't worry. He'll come.

How can you be so sure?

I'll tell him you'll be there.

[CHUCKLES]

- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- You call that lunch?

I thought it was what you wanted.

It tasted like you found it
in the garbage pail.

Did you try the pie?

It's over there, if you want it.

Oh, Mother.

What's the matter?

Come and sit over here
while I make your bed.

[GRUNTING]

You're pinching me!

[SIGHS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Aurora has invited
Mrs. Russell to luncheon?

She has.

And who else will be there?

The latest arrivals from Ellis Island?

I'm going, and so is Mr. McAllister.

Oh, dear.

Don't we approve of him either?

He spends his life puffing
people up or putting them down.

Mrs. Astor needs her lieutenants.

Do you like Mrs. Astor?

Hmm, that's like saying
"do you like rain?"

She is a fact of life
that we must live with.

Whom else has Aurora invited?

Not many. I'd say we're just there

to take the edge off their meeting.

Really, that woman has
the resilience of a cockroach.

Dear me, should we send John
to carry out some pest control?

[CHUCKLES] If only we could.

[LAUGHTER]

Miss Gladys says they may
take on a real lady's maid

to look after her.

And if they do?

I've been doing the job for a while now,

and I've had no complaints.

But you're only a housemaid.

I've learned so much
from you, Miss Turner.

I know I could do it
after your teaching.

- I know it.
- Wha...

Don't be ridiculous.

[SCOFFS]

You really think you could be
a proper lady's maid?

I know I could.

I copy every detail
of Miss Turner's work.

I've studied her like
a novice in a convent.

Miss Turner is no nun, I assure you.

Miss Gladys, may I have a word?

Of course. Come in.

Before you ring for Adelheid,
may I ask you something?

She would like to be considered

for the post of your lady's maid.

I know.

Do you approve of the idea?

As long as I will have
no more governesses.

My mother may use
Adelheid's inexperience

as an excuse to hire
a governess as well.

But if we can avoid that,
you like the girl?

Very much.

Then I'll see what I can do.

You are the first person
to ask my opinion

on any decision concerning myself,

any decision whatever.

[BRIGHT MUSIC]

[DOOR CLOSES]

There you are.

I'm home early.

I've had my meeting,
and there's no point

in going back to the office.

We're almost there with the station,

so it's full steam ahead.

- You're very quiet.
- [BREATHING HEAVILY]

Mr. McAllister has confirmed

that he's coming
to Mrs. Fane's luncheon.

[LAUGHS] Hallelujah.
Let the trumpets sound.

You laugh, but tomorrow
I'm going to be at a luncheon

with Ward McAllister.

It means a lot to me, George.

In which case, of course,
it means a lot to me.

We are getting there. Don't you see?

All the things we promised ourselves

- when we first married.
- Things you promised yourself.

The point is, we're finally
getting to where we belong.

I always felt I was where I belonged,

because I had you.

You mean you needed me

to steer us in the right direction.

And now lunch with Mr. McAllister

will make your dreams come true?

He's the gatekeeper, so, yes, it could.

And I will make it my business
to see that it does.

Hmm.

How did you get her to ask him?

She was delighted to.

Does Mr. Raikes enjoy it...
playing around in high society?

- He seems to.
- Ah.

More than he expected, I'd say.

But when you're a handsome, young man,

all you need is a decent tailcoat,

and you're invited
everywhere. [CHUCKLES]

What about when he settles down?

If he's got used to that way of life,

won't it be hard to give it up?

He wasn't used to it before,
and nor was I.

We're both from Doylestown,

where life wasn't about
whose guest list you're on.

By the way, I should have said,
your mother was here earlier.

She'd come for you, but you were out,

so she spoke to me.

About what?

She wants you home, and she
gave a good argument for it.

She shouldn't have involved you.

Good evening, Miss Scott.

[CLEARS THROAT] Miss Brook.

I'll leave you.

While we're alone,

who's actually going
to Aurora's luncheon?

Tom Raikes.

Was it rather sly not to say?

I don't want Aunt Agnes
to take against him

before they get to know each other.

She's taken against him
already, as you are aware,

so you're too late
to head that off at the pass.

But you haven't.

Have you?

He's not what we've planned.

I can't deceive you there.

"The best-laid schemes o' mice
an' men g*ng aft agley".

Robbie Burns.

"Love makes fools of all of us".

William Thackeray.

[CLATTERING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

How was your day?

Lovely. Thank you, Mrs. Bauer.

- And you enjoyed the pie?
- Oh, very much.

It's good to spoil yourself
now and again.

That's what I've been doing
all day... spoiling myself.

You're a lucky one, Miss Armstrong.

And don't I know it?

Oh, yes, I'm the lucky one.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

But how could I be sure

the girl was performing
her duties as she should?

- Gladys wouldn't know.
- I can do that.

And you will report back to me?

I'll tell you anything
I think you should know.

Very well.

We will promote Adelheid,

and between the two of us,
we will manage Miss Gladys.

[DOOR OPENS]

What's this?

Mrs. Bruce has persuaded me
to let Gladys have

a lady's maid and not to hire
another governess.

- Well done, Mrs. Bruce.
- Don't I get any praise?

Well done, you.

- You won't be sorry.
- I'm sorry now.

[BOUNCY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

He's here.

[CHUCKLES] Who else has arrived?

Mrs. Russell and Charles,

but Mr. McAllister is fashionably late.

Mm.

That's his final word on the subject?

- Not exactly.
- [CHUCKLES] Oh.

- Good day.
- Oh, Miss Brook.

- My apologies for...
- How did you contrive this?

I thought it might interest you.

How are you getting on?

- In what way?
- The conquest of New York.

It's not the conquest that interests me.

Mrs. Fane has been talking
about the work of Miss Barton.

I hear you're a great supporter.

I try to be.

I want... that is,
my husband and I both want

to help her in her efforts,
and I thought

I might go with Mrs. Fane
to her event at Dansville.

- Will you be there?
- I will.

We can all travel together.

What's this?

Miss Brook, our hostess,
and I are going to Dansville

to hear Miss Barton speak.

You'll have to stay the night.

It's such a journey...
miles at least.

You're right.

It's too far to return the same day.

- Why did she choose Dansville?
- I think Dansville chose her.

[BERTHA CHUCKLES]

How can we find out where to stay?

Let me arrange it for you.

- There's no need.
- I'd like to.

Could you include me
in your travel plans?

Of course.

To finish that story...

I'm going with you both to Dansville

to support Miss Barton.

It's a good way for you to start.

In the meantime, I intend to make

a reasonably generous donation.

That's an even better way to start.

Oh.

Although it may not be
without its complications.

Mr. Ward McAllister.

My dear Mrs. Fane.

Please forgive me if I'm late,

but we were arguing
over the wine for tonight.

Whom were you arguing with?

My butler, Perryman,
who thinks he knows everything.

It's different for me.

- I do know everything.
- [LAUGHTER]

- But do you know Miss Brook?
- I know of Miss Brook.

And how is Mrs. Van Rhijn
and your dear Aunt Ada?

Very well.

They'll be pleased
to hear your remember them.

And you must be?

Mrs. George Russell, may
I present Mr. Ward McAllister?

- What a pleasure.
- Mr. McAllister.

- Here's Charles.
- Ah.

And this is Mr. Raikes, newly arrived

and already cutting a swathe
through the city.

Hardly.

I can easily believe it.

How do you do?

Let us hope I may be of help
to you, Mr. Raikes.

Shall we go into luncheon?

- Oh, how nice.
- Right this way.

I hope I'm sitting near you,
Mrs. Russell.

I want to hear all about
your husband's railroad empire.

Then I guess you'll have
to speak to Mr. Russell.

Oh, but I don't want the facts,

only the gossip.

- Oh!
- [LAUGHTER]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Dressed as a lady's maid, I see.

She is a lady's maid.

It's strange when there's
no upstairs luncheon.

I think it's nice, like a holiday.

Where's Miss Gladys?

She goes to her painting
class on Mondays.

Not even the dragon can stop her.

Will she be meeting her young man?

What young man is that?

Miss Gladys's friend who's
coming for dinner, Mr. Baldwin.

They must be planning to accept him,

make him one of the family.

I'm not so sure.

The mistress has big dreams
for Miss Gladys.

Then why allow him in the house?

That's quite enough on the subject.

[QUIRKY MUSIC]

Beautifully done.

Mrs. Fane's to be congratulated.

Do you have a good cook?

Oh, hadn't you better ask my guests?

Do I know them?

How can I answer that?

Shall I tell you what
I think, Mrs. Russell?

I think you have a very good chef...

- French, of course...
- Of course.

And a fine palace of a house,

but I don't believe your guest list

is quite what you would like it to be.

Mr. McAllister, you see
through me as if I were glass.

We can mend that.

You and Mrs. Astor?

[CHUCKLES]

Me and the people
I will introduce you to.

I'd love to think
you would be my protector.

For now.

But fairly soon, I'd say
you'll be protecting me.

[CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHING]

Mrs. Russell and Mr. McAllister

seem to be getting on well.

Why wouldn't they,

when they are more or less
the same person?

[LAUGHTER]

Oh! Whoa, steady.

Oh, thank you so much.

It's Mr. Van Rhijn, isn't it?

I'm sorry, do we know each other?

Not really.

I've seen you, but you
wouldn't have noticed me.

That sounds modest and unlikely.

I'm Mrs. Russell's maid.

You've come for dinner a few times.

Much to my mother's fury.

- What?
- Never mind.

But you haven't been here
for a while, have you, sir?

No, I haven't.

And I know why.

Are you going to enlighten me?

It was a pity you backed off

when Mr. Russell had that
trouble with the city alderman.

I thought he'd be too busy
to bother with me.

You mean you weren't sure
he'd survive the scandal.

Mm, that's not true.

He's also got it into his head

that you're interested in Miss Gladys.

I like her enormously.

He's determined on a love match for her.

- He wants her to be happy.
- Of course he does.

And so do I.

Well, I should be off.

Are you going anywhere interesting?

Only for a walk.

Mrs. Russell is out,

and I won't be needed
before half past : or : .

Could we meet in the park in an hour

by Shakespeare's statue?

I have an idea
you could be helpful to me.

But aren't you on your way
to visit Mrs. Van Rhijn?

I am.

And I will see you
by the statue in an hour.

[TENDER MUSIC]

♪ ♪

"I should be grateful
to be kept up to date.

Blah, blah, blah.

Yours sincerely".

And now we must stop.

It'll be luncheon soon.

It's very good of you

to accompany Miss Marian in her quest.

I'm glad to go.

I intend to hear Miss Barton's speak

and to ask her some questions.

If this is for your
journalistic endeavors,

please don't tell me
more than I want to know.

Very well.

You're a determined young
woman, aren't you, Miss Scott?

- Is that wrong?
- Not at all.

You'll meet obstacles in your way.

You're a colored woman,
to name two of them.

You need determination to get anywhere.

Miss Marian is determined, too,
but she can be reckless.

That is why I'm counting on you.

I've been reckless in the past.

Then you'll know what I mean.

I will not spy on her, Mrs. Van Rhijn.

I'm not asking you to spy.

Just make sure she's safe.

Luncheon is served, ma'am.

Miss Ada is already in the dining room.

Thank you, Bannister.

[EXCITING MUSIC]

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[LAUGHS] What service!

You said you'd manage things,
but not that you'd be here.

How could I be sure it would
be done properly without me?

- You're not sorry, I hope.
- Of course not.

We should leave the luggage
and the maids here

and go straight to the event...
we're late enough already.

Miss Scott is writing
an article on Miss Barton

for "The New York Globe",
so she'll be with us.

And I think the others should come, too.

Why not, when they've come this far?

Pardon me.

She is known as Miss Clara Barton,

but we know her as Clara.

Her face and her form was
seen in many a hospital...

I hope we haven't missed anything.

The point is, our presence
will be recorded

in the newspapers and Mrs. Russell's.

That's what's important.

What is important?

Mrs. Fane thinks it may help

if the newspapers print
that we were here.

Your presence will be helpful...

- is that what you're saying?
- It certainly will be, Anne.

Before coming here,
Mrs. Russell has been

extremely generous to the Red Cross,

for which we and Miss Barton
are very grateful.

And her love that nerved our hearts...

- Pull yourself together.
- I understand.

The m*rder*r's wife
is trying to buy herself

a place in society, and you're
happy to take her money.

But aren't you ashamed?

Do you think you're honoring Patrick

by behaving like a child in his memory?

You have been defiled.

Do you mean my presence
has defiled Mrs. Fane?

And now let me welcome
Miss Barton to address you.

[APPLAUSE]

Thank you all for making this
journey to be with me today

at what I hope will prove
a momentous announcement

in the history of our cause,

because it now appears

that we will be opening
not one new branch,

as I'd originally planned,

but thanks to Mrs. George Russell,

we will be opening three.

- Well done. Well done.
- [APPLAUSE]

Mrs. Russell, will you be
so good as to join me, please?

If you'll excuse me.

Very good.

Anne, you are a fool.

You should never pick a fight
before you know the facts.

I know the facts.

My husband is dead. That's a fact.

My house is sold. My money is gone.

And now you'll turn your back on me

like all the others just to keep in

with this potato digger's daughter.

You'll deny it, but you will.

As some of you may know,

many causes have been
and are close to my heart,

but on this day,

I give thanks for the
work of the Red Cross.

And I ask you to consider
the amount of suffering

we will be able to alleviate
under its banner.

- Thank you.
- Very good.

- [APPLAUSE]
- Thank you.

- Thank you so much.
- Wonderful!

- Miss Barton.
- Miss Barton!

Do you hope you go national
at some point?

Mrs. Fane, Mrs. Morris, Miss Brook,

please join Mrs. Russell and myself

to make an inspection.

After such a pilgrimage,
it is only fair.

And who is this, Miss Brook?

Miss Scott, my aunt's secretary.

She is a great admirer of yours.

How do you do, Miss Scott?
I'm glad to know you.

I'm also a writer for
"The New York Globe",

- the colored paper.
- Yes, I know it.

May I ask you some questions
for my article?

Of course.

Will the Red Cross extend
its help to all who suffer,

despite race?

We will turn no one away
who is in need, Miss Scott.

What is happening? Who is she?

Miss Scott is with Marian

and apparently also with the press.

It is unusual, I admit.

She's not coming in with us?

I hope you'll join us, Miss Scott.

- Miss Barton.
- Miss Barton.

Miss Barton, a moment, please.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

[GROANS]

These are survivors of a local fire

who were brought here two days ago.

- How is he today?
- Oh...

Are you interested in
the treatment of burn victims,

- Mrs. Russell?
- Of course.

Our practice is not just
to shelter, clothe, and feed

those overtaken by disaster,
but also to aid them

as they try to rescue the means
of support they enjoyed

before disaster struck.

She has blood on her hands,

but she shrieks at the sight of it.

Why do you say these things?

Because I won't let her b*at me.

- She has already beaten you.
- We'll see.

I hope for your sake that we won't.

[LAUGHTER]

Was Mrs. Morris not able to stay?

She had to get back to New York.

And Miss Scott, where is she?

In her room writing her article.

I look forward to reading it.

I should go up. I'm on the early train.

I'm giving a dinner tomorrow evening

I mustn't be late for.

It was very good of you
to come all this way,

to say nothing
of your amazing generosity.

Thank you.

You should thank Mr. Russell.

He's very anxious to be of service.

I do thank him, most sincerely.

I look forward to our next meeting.

I'm sorry about Anne Morris.

I know about the quarrel,
if that's what you mean.

You mustn't listen
to everything she says

about Mrs. Russell.

Before you think me a simpleton,

I'm well-aware

that Mrs. Russell
is using the charity ladder

to climb into the ballrooms of New York.

- Well...
- I can still be grateful

she chose my charity to be that ladder.

I agree.

One thing I must ask...

do any of you know Mrs. Chamberlain?

That is Mrs. Augustus Chamberlain.

Not really.

She has been generous
to charity in the past,

I know, but we...

If she wants, she can be
very generous indeed.

And I am fully aware of her reputation.

I've met her a few times.

Could you interest her in my cause?

I can try.

Aunt Agnes would never forgive me.

Surely there's more at stake here

than Aunt Agnes's smelling salts.

I couldn't put it better myself.

People think anyone who
gives their life to charity

must be a kind of holy fool,
when she is anything but.

To get things done these days,

you must know your way around.

Miss Barton is living proof.

So are you, Mr. Raikes.

You know your way around New York.

- What are you up to next week?
- Not much.

I'm going to the Stuyvesant Ball

on Thursday.

You do realize

that a lot of all of this may
come to an end one day?

What's the matter?
Don't you think I'll do well?

I'm counting on it,
but it may take some time.

We'd still be invited to parties.

- "We"?
- Mm.

Just supposing you were
to throw your lot in with me.

If I did, we couldn't hope
to live as they live...

or anything like.

Number eight. Here we are.

[TENDER MUSIC]

♪ ♪

- Mm.
- Hmm.

Well, I guess
I must wish you good night.

What else have you in mind?

[CHUCKLES] I'm...

I'm not brave enough to say.

Mr. Raikes, don't tell me

that is why you made the journey.

Not entirely.

Not at all, surely?

A man can always hope.

He cannot hope for that.

Have I offended you?

You've surprised me...

I grant you.

Let me surprise you some more.

Do you have your key, Miss Brook?

There'll be a spare one downstairs

- if you'd like me to fetch it.
- No, I have the key.

- Good night, Mr. Raikes.
- Good night, Miss Brook.

Miss Scott.

You cannot imagine the scene
we have just played out.

I don't have to. I watched it.

On instruction from Aunt Agnes?

No, but I thought you
might need some help.

I know the signs.

You're cleverer than I am.
I didn't see it coming at all.

I have more experience than you.

What do you mean?

You can't leave it like that.

Was there a man once?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

You've never told me
anything about your life.

What was his name?

Elias Finn.

He was a stock boy
at my father's pharmacy.

I'd never been in love before.

And he kissed you?

He changed my life.

Where is he now?

My parents didn't approve.

And you gave in to them?

You've met my father.

And you've met my aunt.

Mm, I guess we should both remember

that there will be no mention
of your aunt or my father

in our wedding vows.

- [CHUCKLES]
- When and if they happen.

No.

But about the kiss...

Should I be insulted?

Mm...

yes, if he thinks
he can have you easily.

No, if he just wants you
as much as you want him.

[LAUGHTER]

[RAUCOUS CHATTER]

What do you mean, a spy?

She'll tell me all I need to know

about what goes on in that house.

For money?

I will give her money,
but I think she'll enjoy it.

I'd say she wants a little
revenge on her employers.

The vengeful lady's maid...

sounds like a character in a melodrama.

Maybe, but I'll tell you this...

if she suspects the Russells

don't want me for their daughter,

she'll do everything in
her power to promote my cause.

So it will be money well spent.

[BRIGHT MUSIC]

♪ ♪

How was it?

A long journey

for a short stay
at a nasty hayseed hotel.

You don't seem very downcast.
What's happened to you?

I don't know what you mean.

You were down in the dumps for so long.

I've thought about your
advice, Monsieur Baudin.

You said I should change things.

And now I intend to have some fun.

What a relief to have you safely back.

And what a journey for a speech.

Mrs. Russell didn't spoil things?

She's the heroine of the hour

and has transformed
the movement with a donation.

Miss Barton is much more of
a reformer than I'd realized.

[SIGHS] I do admire your Miss Barton.

Is there a fashionable cause
she does not support?

Surely you believe
women will vote eventually.

Hmm, I believe in small
and incremental change,

not running around
with a banner and a g*n.

Is everything ready for tonight?

Why such a fuss?

A young man will be here
to eat his dinner.

[CHUCKLES] So what?

It must mean they're coming round.

Who asked you?

Miss Gladys says

they wouldn't have him
in the house otherwise.

It does seem that way to me.

There's no shortage
of opinions about this,

is there?

All I know is, Mrs. Russell
plays a long game.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

- [CHUCKLES]
- [DOOR CLOSES]

"In short, Miss Barton is a woman

who understands the world's ills

and the bond that will cure them,

reminding us of the words
in the Bible...

'And now, abideth faith, hope, charity,

these three,

but the greatest of these is charity.'"

- You've captured her perfectly.
- [SIGHS IN RELIEF]

And the essence of her work.

And you're right, she has made
the Red Cross mean much more

than offering aid to wounded
men on the field of battle.

Thank you.

She stops charity
from feeling patronizing.

Like people who give out old shoes?

You have to remember,

I never met a woman like you
before I came to New York.

You mean colored?

No. [SIGHS]

More that you and Clara Barton
are your own people.

The women I knew in Doylestown
just accepted the role

of wife and mother,
but you make your own path.

I can't wait to see
your article in print.

We'll just have to keep it
from your Aunt Agnes.

We can add that to the list

of what Aunt Agnes doesn't need to know.

[CHUCKLES]

I just hope Mr. Fortune
is happy with it.

Are you happy?

Living here?

Only your mother said...

I told you that's family business.

But I know what it's like
to have your family taken

from you.

Whatever your quarrel, one day
your father will be gone,

and you don't want the burden of regret

that you never made it up
when you could.

I don't think it would be heavier

than what I'm carrying now.

Peggy.

It's late, and...

I have to check this before it's due.

But...

I'll say good night.

[SERIOUS MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Is there anything else
we can offer you, Mr. Baldwin?

By gosh, no. That's the best
dinner I've eaten all year.

How kind you are. I shall be
sure to tell our chef.

And your house is wonderful,
Mrs. Russell.

You have such lovely things.
It's like a museum.

Now, that I shall take
as my own compliment.

Thank you.

Archie's parents are building
a house in Newport, Mother.

I don't really know Newport.

Mr. McAllister talked about it
the other day at luncheon.

I guess he and Mrs. Astor
are kind of king and queen

- of the place.
- Mm.

I suppose your parents
will get to know them.

- They already do.
- Mm, think of that.

George, we should leave you
to your port.

Larry, come with us.

I wouldn't mind a glass of port.

Then you shall have one
in the drawing room.

[DOORS OPEN]

[UNSETTLING MUSIC]

Cable for Mr. Russell.

It says "urgent".

I'll take it.

♪ ♪

Tell them to lock up without me.

♪ ♪

I guess you want
to know my intentions, sir.

You're very young to have intentions.

And so is Gladys.

I'm .

It's the same age my father
was when he got married.

And you want to marry my daughter?

I think she's just about
the best girl there is, sir.

She's clever and sensitive
and beautiful...

You're not courting me, Mr. Baldwin.

No, sir.

You want to be an investment
banker, I understand.

I am an investment banker, but not...

Not in a very exciting position?

- I know that will change.
- I'm sure.

And I can change it.

I'm sorry?

Here's what I propose.

You have heard of the Seligman brothers?

- Who hasn't, sir?
- They're expanding fast.

They have an interest
in digging the new canal

in Panama,

although they may regret it,
in my opinion.

And they invest in many
railroads, including my own.

They're big players, Mr. Russell.

I have spoken to Abraham Seligman.

Not about me?

Certainly about you, Mr. Baldwin.

You have no objection to
their being Jewish, I suppose?

- Not at all, sir.
- Good.

As I say, I've discussed you
with Mr. Seligman

and he is prepared
to take you on as a broker,

with excellent prospects.

In a few years, you could be a rich man.

I don't know what to say.

But you won't regret it, Mr. Russell.

I promise... I will make sure Gladys...

There are conditions.

What are they, sir? Just tell me.

You may send a final letter,

and after that, you will
never communicate

with my daughter again.

You will not see her.

And if you encounter
each other socially,

you will avoid any contact,

providing you can do so
without causing comment.

But I-I thought...

You were mistaken, Mr. Baldwin.

[SCOFFS]

This is why you brought me here?

I am sorry to say so, but it is.

What if I refuse?

If you refuse,

which you are, of course,
fully entitled to do,

then I will make sure
that you never work

in the financial sector
of our economy again.

But that's what I do.

Not if you turn down my offer.

But be assured that I will honor it.

I meant it when I said you'd be rich.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[DOORS OPEN, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

♪ ♪

How was it? What did he say?

He was very generous...

- in a way.
- [DOORS CLOSE]

In what way?

He wants to help me in my career.

But we don't have to do this now.

I'll write to you and explain.

- You made everything clear?
- I did indeed.

We may regret it.

- He seems a decent fellow.
- He's not what I want.

And the sooner Gladys understands that,

the happier she will be.

I should be going.

- Not yet, surely.
- Yes, I should.

But, Gladys...

you're a great girl,

one of the best I've ever
known or ever will know.

I mean that.

I don't understand.

Good night.

Good night, sir, and Mrs. Russell.

Thank you for dinner, and...

God bless you all.

♪ ♪

[DOOR CLOSES]

What have you done?

What makes you think
we've done anything?

I know you.

You haven't spoiled things, Father?

Not for Mr. Baldwin.

You may be sure of that, my dear.

♪ ♪

Mr. Clay is here, sir.

He wants to see you very urgently.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪ ♪

Here, my dear.

It came off the rails

just outside Millbourne, Pennsylvania.

We know there are three dead so far,

with scores more badly injured.

Reports are pouring in.

Are the dead men, women, or children?

They say it's three men so far,

but we can't count on it.

You see, I think I love him.

Or don't you know what that means?

I know what it means.

I promise you this...

I'll never ask anything of you

that is not for your benefit in the end.

You want more for me
than I want for myself.

That is my job. I'm your mother.

I want the whole world for you,
and I'll get it any way I can.

I should see what's
brought Mr. Clay here.

♪ ♪

[DOORS CLOSE]

I'll go to Archie's office,
find out what's happened.

And then what?

♪ ♪

Precisely.

Do they have any numbers?

Three dead, but it will be more.

It's so awful.

Do we have a figure for the injured?

Not yet.

Well, we knew it would
happen to us one day,

and now it has.

Can I do anything?

Certainly.

You can wire Miss Barton
tonight with the details.

Ask her to get to Millbourne,
Pennsylvania, if she can.

We'll meet her there tomorrow.

Please say we'll give her
whatever she may need.

I'll try to control the news coverage.

It could bring us down.

A bad crash could destroy
the company and us.

Then make sure you survive it.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[BRIGHT TONE]