Downton Abbey, The London Season

Ivy:
Why does Lady Edith look so tired? She goes away to Geneva for eight months and returns looking more tired than when she left.

Mrs. Hughes:
We're all tired, but not as tired as we're going to be.

Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess:
When are you going to London?

Lady Edith Crawley:
Tomorrow. I must get some new clothes now I'm back to normal shape.

Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess:
I...I know we never talk about the baby, but I realize it must be on your mind constantly.

Lady Edith Crawley:
Can we please say "she" and not "it"?

Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess:
I wish you hadn't been away so long.

Lady Edith Crawley:
They thought it helped the baby to be weened by her real mother.

Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess:
Yes. Well, I'm sure everything worked out for the best. After all your French must be superb.

Lady Edith Crawley:
That's right, Granny. Let's get back to what really matters.

Lady Edith Crawley:
But what about his child? Doesn't she have some rights?

Lady Rosamund Painswick:
his child is not his child anymore. She belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Schroeder, and lives in Geneva with the rest of her family.

Lady Edith Crawley:
That's all very well saying that, but it doesn't change anything.

Lady Rosamund Painswick:
Only because you won't let it.

King George V:
Ah. The Prince of Wales has spoken about your father's hospitality in Bombay.

Lady Rose McClare:
[nervous] He was honoured to entertain His Royal Highness, Your Majesty.

King George V:
The Indian tour was a great success, thanks to Lord Flintshire.

Lady Rose McClare:
The Prince did splendidly, Sir. He was so popular wherever he went.

King George V:
[dryly] Yes, the Prince is never short of popularity.

Lady Mary Crawley:
So Bates was in London that day.

Mrs. Hughes:
You say it as if you already knew? Does Anna suspect anything?

Lady Mary Crawley:
Of course not. She;s knows nothing.

Mrs. Hughes:
So will you tell her now, Millay?

Lady Mary Crawley:
I gather you won't?

Mrs. Hughes:
No. I'm handing this over to you.

Lady Mary Crawley:
Meaning, leave it alone?

Mrs. Hughes:
We can't know what happened on that street. Maybe he was in London for an innocent reason and nowhere near Piccadilly. But this I will say: If he was there to avenge his wife's honor, I won't condemn him for it. I'm sorry but I won't.

Mr. Carson:
I'm afraid that boy's interest in her may not be entirely proper.

Mrs. Patmore:
Mr. Carson, all women need someone to show a bit of interest every now and then. Preferably in a manner that's not entirely proper.

Mr. Drewe:
So if you go tomorrow, how long would you be in Switzerland?

Lady Edith Crawley:
About three or four days at the most.

Mr. Drewe:
So we not got long to prepare.

Lady Edith Crawley:
I'll pay you for the first month this afternoon, but with three children, you must have plenty of the paraphernalia already.

Mr. Drewe:
You're right. We won't need much.

Lady Edith Crawley:
And you're quite sure your wife is keen to take this on?

Mr. Drewe:
Margie dotes on children, milady. In fact, I'm not sure we've had our last. She'll love her like her own.

Lady Edith Crawley:
We'll need a decent story: That the parents are dead and the mother was a close friend of yours or something. That's true, of course, it's my friend and not yours.

Mr. Drewe:
But you don't want her in the nurseries here?

Lady Edith Crawley:
I can't have her here. My parents disapproved of my friendship with her mother. That's why it has to be a complete secret.

Mr. Drewe:
I think it should be our secret, milady.

Lady Edith Crawley:
[touched] Mr. Drewe would you do that for me?

Mr. Drewe:
For you and the little girl, Madame. Yes.