[INT. LIBRARY - EVENING]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I‘m sorry if it‘s a bit of a crush. I didn‘t want to be overheard.

　　VIOLET, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Are we talking financial ruin? Or criminal investigation?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Neither. I‘ll get straight to the point. We have a patient who has been badly burned who goes by the name of Patrick Gordon, but he claims to be Patrick Crawley.

　　[They all balk at that.]

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　But I thought he was dead. Didn‘t he drown on the Titanic?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, of course, it is what we all thought until now.

　　LADY EDITH

　　They never found a body.

　　LADY MARY

　　They never found lots of bodies.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　I‘m so sorry, but I‘m not quite on top of this. Who‘s Patrick Crawley?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　The man who would displace me as heir. If he‘s alive, then I‘m no longer the future Earl of Grantham.

　　LADY MARY

　　It‘s ridiculous. How can it be true? Where‘s he been hiding for the last six years?

　　LADY EDITH

　　In Canada, suffering from amnesia.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　He does have a story that would explain it. I‘m not quite sure about how to test the facts.

　　LADY   EDITH

　　He knows all sorts of things that only Patrick, or someone very close to him, would know.

　　LADY MARY

　　What a stupid thing to say. Any fortune teller at a fair comes up with a dozen details he couldn‘t possibly   know.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　There‘s no need to be angry. This young man is either Patrick or he‘s not. There must be a way to find out. Is he like Patrick to look at?

　　LADY MARY

　　He isn‘t like anything to look at.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I‘ve sent his account up to George Murray in London to ask for his advice.

　　LADY MARY

　　But what a waste of time and money.

　　LADY EDITH

　　What‘s the matter? We were all so fond of Patrick. You were going to marry him, for heaven‘s sake! Aren‘t you glad if he survived?

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Dear me, should I be worried?

　　LADY MARY

　　Certainly not. This man is a fake and an imposter, and I think it‘s a cruel trick to play when Matthew‘s been through so much.

　　[Mary is close to tears.]

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　My dear, don‘t be too quick to decide. You never know. This might be a blessing in disguise.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　What do you mean?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Well, he seems a nice enough chap. He‘s not very pretty, of course, but he can walk ?round the estate on his own two legs and sire a string of sons to continue the line. All in all, I‘d say that‘s a great improvement on the current situation. Sybil, could I prevail on you to take me back to my room?

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Of course.

　　[INT. LADY GRANTHAM'S BEDROOM - NIGHT]

　　[A knock at the door. Mrs Hughes enters.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Oh, Mrs Hughes, we've had a letter in the evening post from Major Bryant's father. He must've found it hard to write for it seems the Major has been killed in the Battle of Vittorio Veneto.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　How sad. I'm sorry to hear it.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I know, and right at the end. But there we are. I'm afraid it's the end of our story, too.

　　O'BRIEN

　　What story is that, milady?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　A friend of Mrs Hughes knew the Major. Can you relay the news?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Of course. Will that be all?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Yes, thank you.

　　O'BRIEN

　　Is that the Major Bryant that Ethel always thought so handsome, milady?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Too handsome for anyone's good.

　　[INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT]

　　[Jane enters and turns on a light. Robert is still sitting in a chair.]

　　JANE

　　I... beg your parson, Your Lordship. I thought everyone had gone up.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Not yet.

　　JANE

　　Is there anything I can fetch you?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Nothing that would help. Never mind me. Goodnight.

　　[Robert leaves despondently and Jane watches him go.]