Do you enjoy these games, in which the player must appear ridiculous?
Sir Richard, life is a game in which the player must appear ridiculous.
Sorry, I’m cheating here, but just can’t resist this moment between Violet and Richard.
Lady Mary will stand by me.
Now just a …
And I thought you were going to stand with me for the first drive. Isn’t that what you said?
Did I? Yes, I think I did.
Yeah, not really a fan of the men claiming and distributing the women like they are prizes to be won. But I think Matthew is only trying to prevent an argument between Mary and Richard in front of everybody, so he’s forgiven in this case.
The awful truth is he’s starting to get on my nerves. But still, you’re not the person to burden with that.
You’re still going to marry him, though.
Of course. Why wouldn’t I?
BECAUSE YOU SHOULD MARRY ME INSTEAD! Say that, Matthew, come on.
You don’t have to marry him, you know. You don’t have to marry anyone. You’ll always have a home here as long as I’m alive.
Didn’t the war teach you never to make promises?
Nope, sorry Matthew, not a very attractive offer, this. Stay on at Downton as what, the spinster cousin dependent on your goodwill?
I feel somehow we were, all of us, part of each other’s story for a while.
And now that story is at an end.
Paying their respect to Lavinia and her father, and still being stubbornly idiotic. Someone needs to hit them on the head with a hard object to wake them up. Mrs C, you’re just the person for the job.
Did you love him? Because if it’s love, then …
How could it be love? I didn’t know him.
Then why would you ….
It was lust, Matthew, or need for excitement, or something in him that I … oh god, what difference does it make? I’m Tess of the d’Urbervilles to your Angel Clare, I have fallen, I am impure.
If Matthew really is like Angel Care, then Mary definitely shouldn’t marry him, or her life will end in ruins.
Is she not to be trusted even to get rid of me without your help?
Heh, I hate to admit it, but Richard has a point here. From his perspective, Matthew’s always barging in during private moments between Mary and him. Spoilsport!
We’ve been on the edge of this so many times, Matthew, please don’t take me there again unless you’re sure.
I am sure.
You must say it properly. I won’t answer unless you kneel down and everything.
Lady Mary Crawley, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?
Well, finally! Sybil’s gone and married and about to be a mother at this point, while you two dilly-dally. That said, this is Mary’s third engagement already, if this one doesn’t work out too …. Lady Mary Crawley, serial fiancee.