[ SERVANTS' CORRIDOR - DAY]

　　[A man walks with a cane and a travel bag.]

　　[ LADY MARY'S BEDROOM - DAY]

　　[O'Brien holds a white cloth as she talks to Anna and Gwen as the house maids make the bed.]

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　\"Neither of them were picked up,\" that's what he said.

　　ANNA

　　Mr Crawley  and Mr Patrick?

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　That's what he said. Her Ladyship was the colour of this cloth.

　　GWEN

　　Well, it's a terrible shame if it's true.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　It's worse than a shame. It's a complication.

　　[O'Brien leaves. Gwen and Anna follow O'Brien down the servants' staircase.]

　　GWEN

　　Well, what do you mean?

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　What do you think? Mr Crawley was His Lordship's cousin and heir to the title.

　　GWEN

　　Well, but I thought Lady Mary was the heir.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　She's a girl, stupid. Girls can't inherit. But now Mr Crawley's dead, and Mr Patrick was his only  son. So, what happens next?

　　ANNA

　　It's a dreadful thing.

　　[The maids find Mr Bates standing in the servants' corridor with his cane and travel bag.]

　　MR BATES

　　Hello. I've been waiting at the back door. I knocked, but no one came.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　So you pushed in?

　　MR BATES

　　I'm John Bates, the new valet.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　The new valet?

　　MR BATES

　　That's right.

　　[O'Brien looks down at Bates's cane.]

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　You're early.

　　MR BATES

　　Came on the milk train, thought I'd use the day to get to know the place, start tonight.

　　ANNA

　　I'm Anna, the head housemaid.

　　[Anna shifts the sheets and candle in her arms to shake his hand.]

　　MR BATES

　　How do you do?

　　[Bates reaches to shake O'Brien's hand, but she doesn't take it.]

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　And I'm Miss O'Brien, Her Ladyship's maid. You better come along with us.

　　[Anna and Bates exchange a small smile before following into the servants' hall.]

　　[INT. SERVANTS' HALL - DAY]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　But how can you manage?

　　MR BATES

　　Don't worry about that. I can manage.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Because we've all got our own work to do.

　　MR BATES

　　I can manage.

　　MR CARSON

　　All right, Mrs Hughes, I'll take over, thank you. Good morning, Mr Bates. Welcome. I hope your journey was satisfactory.

　　MR BATES

　　It was fine, thank you.

　　MR CARSON

　　I am the butler at Downton. My name is Carson.

　　MR BATES

　　How do you do, Mr Carson?

　　MR CARSON

　　This is Thomas, first footman. He's been looking after His Lordship since Mr Watson left. It'll be a relief to get back to normal, won't it, Thomas?

　　[Thomas gives a short, insincere smile. Mr Carson turns to Mrs Hughes.]

　　MR CARSON

　　I assume that everything is ready for Mr Bates's arrival?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I put him in Mr Watson's old room. Though he left it in quite a state, I can tell you.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　But what about all them stairs?

　　MR BATES

　　I keep telling you...I can manage.

　　ANNA

　　Of course you can.

　　[Bates and Anna exchange a friendly smile.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Thomas, take Mr Bates to his room and show him where he'll be working.

　　[Thomas and Bates leave.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Thank you everyone.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Well, I can't see that lasting long.

　　MR CARSON

　　Thank you, Miss O'Brien.

　　[Carson leaves. Carson looks up at the daunting flights of stairs and Thomas smiles before

　　ascending ahead of him.]

　　[INT. SERVANTS' BEDROOM CORRIDOR - DAY]

　　[Bates is panting as they walk down the corridor. Thomas opens the door to his room and

　　Bates looks at the modest wardrobe, chair, washing basin, cots, nightstand, and dresser.]

　　MR BATES

　　Oh, yes. I shall be comfortable here.

　　[INT. LIBRARY - DAY]

　　LADY MARY

　　Does this mean I'll have to go into full mourning?

　　[Robert is shocked and upset.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　My first cousin and his son are almost certainly dead. We will all be in mourning.

　　LADY MARY

　　No. I mean, with the other thing. After all, it wasn't official.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　If you're saying you do not wish to mourn Patrick as a fianc? that is up to you.

　　LADY MARY

　　Well, no one knew about it outside the family.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I repeat, it is up to you.

　　LADY MARY

　　Well, that's a relief.

　　[She looks up at her father, realizing how that sounded. Robert turns to sit down at his desk and Mary leaves.]

　　[INT. LORD GRANTHAM'S DRESSING ROOM - DAY]

　　[Thomas shows Bates around the house.]

　　THOMAS

　　There's some cedar-lined cupboards in the attics for things that aren't often worn,travelling clothes and such. Mr Watson used them to rotate the summer and winter stuff; I'll show you later.

　　MR BATES

　　What about studs and links? Do I choose them, or does he?

　　THOMAS

　　Lay them out unless he asks for something in particular. These for a ball, these for an ordinary dinner, these only in London.

　　MR BATES

　　I'll get the hang of it.

　　THOMAS

　　Yeah, you'll have to.

　　[Mr Bates lifts a lid on a case.]

　　THOMAS

　　Snuff boxes. He collects them.

　　MR BATES

　　Beautiful. Funny our job, isn't it?

　　THOMAS

　　What do you mean?

　　MR BATES

　　The way we live with all this, pirates horde within our reach. But none of it's ours, is it?

　　THOMAS

　　No, none of it's ours.

　　[INT. CORRIDOR - DAY]

　　[Thomas stops as he passes O'Brien in the corridor.]

　　THOMAS

　　I can't believe I've been passed over for Long John Silver.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　You should've spoken up when you had the chance. Don't make the same mistake next time.

　　THOMAS

　　Who says there'll be a next time?

　　[Mrs Hughes enters the corridor.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Is this a public holiday no one's told me of?

　　[Thomas continues on his way.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Robert and Cora go on a walk with the dog.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　She was certainly reluctant to go into mourning.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, she'll have to; we all will. O'Brien's sorting out my black now, and I've told Anna to see what the girls have that still fits. Of course, this alters everything. You won't try to deny it. You must challenge the entail now, surely?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Can't we at least wait until we know they're dead before we discuss it?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Don't talk as if I'm not broken-hearted, because I am. Of course, I've never understood why this estate must go to whomever inherits your title.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　My dear, I don't make the law.

　　[Mr Carson approaches them from the house.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　What is it?

　　MR CARSON

　　The Dowager Countess is in the drawing room.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I'll come now.

　　MR CARSON

　　She asked for Lady Grantham.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I wonder what I've done wrong this time.

　　MR CARSON

　　And the new valet has arrived, My Lord.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Has he? Er...thank you, Carson.

　　[Carson clears his throat.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　What is it?

　　MR CARSON

　　I'm not entirely sure that he'll prove equal to the task, but Your Lordship will be the judge of that.

　　[Carson returns to the house and Robert turns to Cora.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Better go.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Tell her about James and Patrick; she won't have heard.

　　[00:15:41, INT. DRAWING ROOM - DAY]

　　[Violet is dressed in black.]

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Of course I've heard. Why else would I be here?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Robert didn't want you to read about it in a newspaper and be upset.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　He flatters me. I'm tougher than I look.

　　[Cora sighs.]

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I'm very sorry about poor Patrick, of course. He was a nice boy.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　We were all so fond of him.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　But I never cared for James. He was too like his mother and a nastier woman never drew breath.

　　[Cora puts on a smile.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Will you stay for some luncheon?

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Thank you.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I'll let Carson know.

　　[Cora heads for the door.]

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I've already told him. Shall we sit down?

　　[They sit.]

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Do you know the new heir?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Only that there is one.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　He's Robert's third cousin, once removed. I have never, well, to my knowledge, set eyes on him.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Of course, if your late husband hadn't forced me to sign that absurd act of legal theft--

　　[Violet puts up a hand.]

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　My dear, I didn't come here to fight. Lord Grantham wanted to protect the estate. It never

　　occurred to him that you wouldn't have a son.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, I didn't.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　No...you did not. But when Patrick had married Mary, and you grandson been hailed as master, honour would have been satisfied. Unfortunately, now...

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Now a complete unknown has the right to pocket my money, along with the rest of the swag.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　The problem is, saving your dowry would break up the estate. It would be the ruin of everything Robert's given his life to.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　And he knows this?

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, if he doesn't, he will.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Then there's no answer.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Yes, there is, and it's a simple one. The entail must be smashed in its entirety, and Mary recognized as heiress of all.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　There's nothing we can do about the title.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　No. She can't have the title. But she can have your money. And the estate. I didn't run Downton for thirty years to see it go lock, stock, and barrel to a stranger from God knows where.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Are we to be friends, then?

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　We are allies, my dear, which can be a good deal more effective.

　　[INT. SERVANTS' HALL - DAY]

　　[Daisy carries a pitcher from the kitchens to the servants' hall where the servants are sitting down to luncheon.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Downton is a great house, Mr Bates, and the Crawleys are a great family. We live by certain standards and those standards can at first seem daunting.

　　MR BATES

　　Of course.

　　MR CARSON

　　If you find yourself tongue-tied in the presence of His Lordship, I can only assure you that his manners and grace will soon help you to perform your duties to the best of your ability.

　　MR BATES

　　I know.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Bates!

　　[All of the servants stand.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　My dear fellow. I do apologise, I should have realised you'd all be at luncheon.

　　MR CARSON

　　Not at all, my lord.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Please, sit. Sit, everyone. I just want to say a quick hello to my old comrade in arms. Bates, my dear man, welcome to Downton.

　　[They shake hands.]

　　MR BATES

　　Thank you, sir.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I'm so sorry to have disturbed you all. Please forgive me.

　　[Robert leaves and the ones who seated themselves rise slightly in their chairs. The servants

　　turn their surprised looks on Mr Bates. He shrugs.]

　　MR BATES

　　You never asked.

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