[INT. THE VILLAGE - DAY]

　　[Matthew rides his bicycle into the village and ring the bell on it as he comes upon Edith.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　Oh.

　　[Matthew tips his hat and gets off his bicycle.]

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Hello. I'd offer you a lift if I could.

　　LADY EDITH

　　It was you I was coming to see.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Oh, then your timing is matchless. I just got off the train.

　　LADY EDITH

　　The  other  day  at dinner,  Cousin  Isobel  was  saying  you  wanted to  see  some of  the  local churches.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　She's right, I do. I want to know more about the county generally if I'm to live here.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Well, I thought I might show you a few of the nearer ones. We could take a picnic and make an outing of it.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　That's very kind.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Nonsense. I'll enjoy it. It's too long since I played the tourist.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　It would have to be a Saturday. Churches work on Sunday and I work all the week days.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Then Saturday it is. I'll get Lynch to sort out the governess cart and I'll pick you up at about eleven.

　　[Edith walks back the way she came, all smiles, and Matthew tips his hat to her as she leaves.]

　　[INT. SERVANTS' HALL - DAY]

　　[The servants gather around the typewriter.]

　　DAISY

　　How does it work?

　　WILLIAM

　　It's easy. You just press the letters and they print on the paper.

　　[William presses a couple of keys to demonstrate. O'Brien shows Carson and Mrs Hughes into the room.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Get back, please.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　They were trying to hide it, so I knew it was wrong.

　　MR CARSON

　　Where's Gwen now?

　　THOMAS

　　Doing the dining room with Anna. They'll be finished soon.

　　MR CARSON

　　Then I'll wait.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　With all due respect, Mr Carson, Gwen is under my jurisdiction.

　　MR CARSON

　　Indeed she is, Mrs Hughes, and I have no intention of usurping your authority. I merely want to get to the bottom

　　of it.

　　WILLIAM

　　Why shouldn't Gwen have a typewriter if she wants one?

　　THOMAS

　　Mind your own business.

　　[Gwen and Anna enter.]

　　GWEN

　　What's that doing here?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Ah, Gwen. Come in.

　　GWEN

　　Why is that down here? Who's been in my room? They had no right!

　　MRS HUGHES

　　MR CARSON

　　See here! In the first place, none of the rooms in this house belong to you. And in the second, I am in charge of

　　your welfare and that gives me every right.

　　ANNA (to O'Brien)

　　This is you isn't it?

　　MR CARSON

　　All we want is to know what Gwen wants with a typewriter and why she feels the need to keep it secret.

　　ANNA

　　She wants to keep it private, not secret. There's a difference.

　　MR BATES

　　Amen.

　　GWEN

　　I've done nothing to be ashamed of. I've bought a typewriter and I've taken a postal course in shorthand. I'm not

　　aware that either of these actions is illegal.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Will you tell us why,

　　preferably

　　without any more cheek?

　　[Gwen hesitates.]

　　GWEN

　　Because I want to leave service. I want to be a secretary.

　　[Mr Carson and Mrs Hughes exchange a shocked look.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　You want to leave service?

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　What's wrong with being in service?

　　GWEN

　　Nothing's wrong with it, and there's nothing wrong with mending roads neither, but it's not what I want to do.

　　MR CARSON

　　I should remind you that there are plenty of young girls who will be glad of a position in this house.

　　GWEN

　　And when I hand in my notice, I shall be happy to think one of them will be taking my place.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　What makes you think we'll wait till then?

　　ANNA

　　Are you hiring and sacking now, Miss O'Brien? I thought that lay with Mr Carson and Mrs

　　Hughes.

　　MR CARSON

　　Enough of this. I'm going to ring the dressing gong and we'll have no more talk of this tonight.

　　GWEN

　　Can I have my machine back now?

　　MR CARSON

　　Very well. But I wish I was sure you know what you're doing.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Daisy! What's happened to you? I said you could go for a drink of water, not a trip up the Nile.

　　[INT. LADY MARY'S BEDROOM - EVENING]

　　[Anna laces Mary into her corset while Edith sits at the vanity.]

　　ANNA

　　Which churches will you show him?

　　LADY EDITH

　　I can't decide. Kirby, possibly, or perhaps Easingwold.

　　LADY MARY

　　You don't think you're being a bit obvious?

　　LADY EDITH

　　Coming from you, that's rich.

　　[Cora enters.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　There was a letter from Mr Napier in the evening post.

　　LADY MARY

　　Mm. Did he accept?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Not yet.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Perhaps he thought it was too obvious.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Apparently he's bringing a friend with him, an attach?at the Turkish embassy. A Mr...

　　[Cora pulls out the letter to read the name.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Kemal Pamuk. He's a son of one of the sultan's ministers and he's here for the Albanian talks.

　　LADY MARY

　　What's that?

　　LADY EDITH

　　To create an independent Albania. Don't you read the papers?

　　LADY MARY

　　I'm too busy living a life.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Since Turkey's signature is vital, Mr Napier's been given the job of keeping him happy until the conference begins

　　and he's eager to try an English hunt. I shall invite this Mr Pamuk to stay here as well. Who knows? A little

　　hospitality in an English house may make all the difference to the outcome. And Mary, you will ride out with him.

　　LADY MARY

　　Oh, Mama, must I? My boots are at the menders and I haven't ridden for weeks.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Anna, please see that Lady Mary is fully equipped to go hunting.

　　ANNA

　　Yes, Your Ladyship.

　　[Mary isn't pleased.]

　　[EXT/INT. PROSTHETICS SHOP]

　　[Bates enters as the shopkeeper is making a false arm.]

　　ARTIFICIAL LIMBS MAN

　　Yes?

　　MR BATES

　　I saw this advertisement for a-- a limp corrector.

　　ARTIFICIAL LIMBS MAN

　　Yes?

　　MR BATES

　　What does it do exactly?

　　ARTIFICIAL LIMBS MAN

　　It corrects limps.

　　MR BATES

　　Does it work?

　　ARTIFICIAL LIMBS MAN

　　Well, as I make it and I advertise it, is it likely I'd say no?

　　MR BATES

　　Can I see one?

　　[The man fetches it from the back room.]

　　ARTIFICIAL LIMBS MAN

　　Here  we  are.  You  adjust  this  to  the  right height  to  minimize  the  limp.  You  tighten  these gradually,

　　as tight as you can stand, and as the legs straighten, the foot lowers to the floor. Can't say it's going to be

　　easy, and you can't slack. Every day, all day if you mean business.

　　MR BATES

　　All right. How much?