[INT. KITCHENS - EVENING]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Open the oven.

　　ANNA

　　What's happened?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　It's that bloomin' Daisy! I said she'd be the death of me, now my words come true!

　　DAISY

　　I didn't do nothing!

　　ANNA

　　Come and sit down.

　　[A cat starts to eat the chicken and Gwen rushes forward.]

　　GWEN

　　Get away! Get back to the stables!

　　[Gwen shoos the cat away.]

　　GWEN

　　Well, what will you serve now?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Them, of course, I haven't got anything else.

　　ANNA

　　Daisy, give us a hand. Get that cloth. What's the matter with that?

　　DAISY

　　Are you sure? Shouldn't we tell?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Certainly not!

　　THOMAS

　　Is the remove ready to go up?

　　ANNA

　　Here we are. Daisy, give him a hand with the vegetables. They're up in the serve room in the warmer.

　　GWEN

　　I'm glad I don't have to eat them.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　What they eye can't see, the heart won't grieve over.

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - EVENING]

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Mm,  there's  no  doubt  about  it.  The  next  few  years  in  farming  are  going  to  be  about  mechanisation. That's the test, and we're going to have to meet it. Don't you agree, Lady Mary?

　　LADY MARY

　　Yes, of course, Sir Anthony. I'm sure I do. (aside) Are we ever going to be allowed to turn?

　　LADY EDITH

　　Sir Anthony, it must be so hard to meet the challenge of the future and yet be fair to your employees.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　That is the point precisely. We can't fight progress, but we must find ways to soften the blow.

　　LADY EDITH

　　I should love to see one of the new harvesters, if you would ever let me. We don't have one here.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　I should be delighted.

　　[INT. KITCHENS - EVENING]

　　WILLIAM

　　I hope they find that snuff box. What happens if they don't?

　　THOMAS

　　They'll organise a search, won't they? I wouldn't be Mr Bates. Not for all the tea in china.

　　ANNA

　　Wouldn't you, Thomas? I daresay he feels just the same about you. What's the matter with you?

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Nothing.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Oh, just a minute. I don't like to put it on earlier. It sinks in and spoils the effect.

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - EVENING]

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Lady Grantham.

　　LADY MARY

　　Mama has released me, thank God.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Sir Anthony seems nice enough.

　　LADY MARY

　　If you want to talk farming and foxes by the hour.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I'm rather looking forward to the flower show tomorrow.

　　LADY MARY

　　Mm. Where Mr Molesley's roses will turn everybody's heads. But if you tell Granny I said so, I'll denounce you as a liar.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I wouldn't dare. I'll leave that to my fearless mother.

　　[They chuckle.]

　　LADY MARY

　　How were the cottages?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　They're coming on wonderfully. I'd love to show you.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Obviously it's an act of faith at this stage.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Hm, yes.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Oh, Go--God!

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　What on earth?

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　I do apologise, Lady Grantham, but I had a mouthful of salt.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　What'

　　[Cora tastes the dessert.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Everyone, put down your forks. Carson, remove this. Bring fruit. Bring cheese. Bring anything  to take this taste away. Sir Anthony, I am so sorry.

　　[Matthew and Mary giggle behind their napkins.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Fains I be Mrs Patmore's kitchen maid when the news gets out.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Poor girl. We ought to send in a rescue party.

　　LADY EDITH

　　You must think us very disorganised.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Not at all. These things happen.

　　[Mary and Matthew continue chuckling.]

　　[INT. KITCHENS - EVENING]

　　[Mrs Patmore sobs.]

　　ANNA

　　Hey, come on. It's not that bad. Nobody's died.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I don't understand it. It must've been that Daisy. She's muddled everything up before.

　　DAISY

　　But I never--

　　MR CARSON

　　Don't worry, Daisy, you're not in the line of fire here.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I know that pudding. I chose it 'cause I knew it.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Which is why you wouldn't let Her Ladyship have the pudding she wanted because you didn't know it.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Exactly. I don't see how it happened.

　　MR BATES

　　Come on, everyone. Let's give Mrs Patmore some room to breathe. You, too.

　　ANNA

　　I don't think I should leave her.

　　MR BATES

　　Yes, you should. Mr Carson knows what he's doing.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Oh, don't do that. Get William or the hall boy to do it, it's beneath your dignity.

　　MR CARSON

　　It won't kill me. Now, all in your own good time. I think you've got something to tell me, haven't  you?