[INT. KITCHENS - DAY]

　　[Daisy and Mrs Patmore whisper together in a corner.]

　　DAISY

　　You always said I wouldn't have to marry him when it came to it.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Daisy, he's dying. What difference does it make?

　　DAISY

　　All the more reason. I can't lie to him at the end. Don't make me be false to a dying man.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Well, what matters now is that poor lad knows some peace and some happiness before he goes.

　　DAISY

　　I can't.

　　[INT. DOWNTON COTTAGE HOSPITAL, WARD - DAY]

　　LAVINIA

　　I don't care if you can't walk. You must think me very feeble if you believe that would make a difference.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I know it wouldn't. And I love you so much for saying it. But there's something else, which may not have occurred to you. This is very difficult. We can never be properly married.

　　LAVINIA

　　What? Of course we can be married.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Not properly.

　　LAVINIA

　　Oh. I see.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　That's why I have to let you go.

　　LAVINIA

　　But...that side of things, it's not important to me, I promise.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　My darling, it's—it's not important now, but—but it will be. I think it should be. And I couldn't possibly be responsible for stealing away the life you ought to have.

　　LAVINIA

　　I won't leave you. I know you think I'm weak, and I don't know what I'm taking on.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　How could you? For God's sake.

　　LAVINIA

　　I'm not saying it'll be easy for either of us. But just because life isn't easy doesn't mean it isn't right.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I won't fight with you. But I won't steal away your life. Go home. Think of me as dead. Remember me as I was.

　　[INT. DOWNTON GARAGE - DAY]

　　[Branson's reading the newspaper when Sybil walks up.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Mary's telephoned. She'll be on the late train. It gets in at eleven.

　　BRANSON

　　All right. How's William?

　　LADY SYBIL

　　It's so sad. Edith's taking care of him, but there's nothing to be done. We're waiting, really.

　　[Edith sees Branson staring off into space with a serious expression.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　What is it?

　　BRANSON

　　They shot the tsar, and all of his family.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　How terrible.

　　BRANSON

　　I'm sorry. I'll not deny it. I never thought they'd do it. But sometimes a future needs terrible sacrifices. You thought that once.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　If you mean my politics, you know we've agreed to put that to one side until the war is won.

　　BRANSON

　　Your lot did. But Sylvia Pankhurst was all for fighting on.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Don't badger me, please!

　　[Sybil begins to march off, but Branson grabs her waist and she stops in surprise. She meets his gaze and he lets go of her waist and puts his hands in his pockets.]

　　BRANSON

　　Sometimes a hard sacrifice must be made for a future that's worth having. That's all I'm saying. That's up to you.

　　[Sybil leans toward him and looks down at his lips. Surprised to see her reserve fading, Branson waits for her to give in, but she stops herself and pulls back. He sighs disappointedly as she walks back to the house.]

　　[INT. CARLISLE'S NEWSPAPER OFFICE - DAY]

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　You understand it would have to be exclusive. I couldn't have you peddling different versions of this story to my competitors.

　　VERA BATES

　　Of course I understand. But I can't help it if they pick it up once you've published it.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Indeed you can't. No more can I, but I would control the timing. You'd have to sign a binding contract to that effect today.

　　VERA BATES

　　I expected that.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　And I warn you, I am unforgiving when anyone breaks a contract with me. One word out of place and you'd find yourself in court.

　　VERA BATES

　　I expected that, too. But I'm curious, how did you hear about me?

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　I know everything that goes on in this city.

　　VERA BATES

　　And what's the hurry?

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　I'm a newspaper man. When I hear of something good, I have to make sure of it straight away. I'm sorry if I rushed you.

　　VERA BATES

　　Tha--that's all right.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　You must dislike the Crawleys very much to want to subject them to trial by scandal.

　　VERA BATES

　　My husband works for them. We're not on good terms.