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THOMAS
"Things cannot be as they were and, whatever you might think, Jack has your best interests at heart."
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
Stop.
THOMAS
Who's Jack?
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
My younger brother. He means to replace me. [laughs quietly] It's what he's always wanted.
THOMAS
[awkwardly] Yeah, well...
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
I'm sorry. I mustn't bore you.
THOMAS
[almost shyly] Don't let 'em walk all over you. You've got to fight your corner.
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
What with?
THOMAS
Your brain. You're not a victim, don't let them make you into one.
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
[with a sad smile] You know, when you talk like that, I almost believe you.
THOMAS
You should believe me. All my life they've... pushed me around... just 'cause I'm different.
LIEUTENANT EDWARD COURTENAY
How? Why are you different?
THOMAS
[glancing at him] Never mind. Look... look, I don't know if you're going to see again or not. But I do know you have to fight back. [Edward places an affectionate hand on Thomas' knee, and Thomas covers his hand with his own]
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THOMAS
So what d'you think we'll make of them?
SARAH O'BRIEN
I shouldn't think much. *She* hasn't even got a lady's maid.
ANNA
It's not a capital offence.
JOHN BATES
She's got a maid - her name's Ellen. She came a day early.
SARAH O'BRIEN
She's not a lady's maid. She's just a housemaid that fastens hooks and buttons when she has to. There's more to it than that, you know.
ANNA
We want some *very* precise reporting when dinner's over.
THOMAS
Are we to treat him as the heir?
SARAH O'BRIEN
Are we heck as like! A doctor's son from Manchester? He'll be lucky if he gets a civil word out of me.
ANNA
[drily] We're *all* lucky if we get a civil word out of you.
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SARAH O'BRIEN
I'm sorry but *I* have standards. And if anyone thinks I'm going to pull my forelock and curtsey to this Mister Nobody from Nowhere...
CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
O'Brien! Were you discussing Mr Crawley?
SARAH O'BRIEN
Yes, My Lady.
CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
Is it your place to do so?
SARAH O'BRIEN
I've got my opinions, My Lady, same as anybody.
MRS. HUGHES
Can I help Your Ladyship?
CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
[to Mrs Hughes] This is the button that's missing from my new evening coat. I found it lying on the gravel. But I was shocked at the talk I heard as I came in.
CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
[to O'Brien] Mr Crawley is His Lordship's cousin and heir. You *will*, therefore, please accord him the respect that he is entitled to.
SARAH O'BRIEN
But you don't like him yourself, My Lady. You never wanted him to come...
CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM
You're sailing *perilously* close to the wind, O'Brien. If we're to be friends, you will *not* speak in that way again about the Crawleys, or *any* member of Lord Grantham's family. Now I'm going up to rest. Wake me at the dressing gong.
THOMAS
I don't think that's fair - not here in the Servants' Hall.
SARAH O'BRIEN
I agree. If she was a *real* lady, she wouldn't have come down here. She'd have rung for me and given me the button, that's all.
THOMAS
This isn't her territory. We can say what we like down here.
MRS. HUGHES
Who says?
THOMAS
The Law - and Parliament. There *is* such a thing as free speech.
MRS. HUGHES
Not when *I'm* in charge! Don't push your luck, Thomas. Now, tea's over. Back to work!
SARAH O'BRIEN
Friends! Who does she think she's fooling. *We're* not friends.
ANNA
No?
SARAH O'BRIEN
No. And you're not friends with the girls, neither. We're servants, you and me, and they pay us to do as we're told. That's all.