that.
- Cigars.
- Well, why not? My husband does.
- He can afford it.
- I'm not so sure.
- He has a very extravagant wife.
- Nonsense.
It's quite true. I can't help it.
I'm afraid I do like nice things.
Things far beyond my means sometimes.
Oh, pretty clothes...
...and good schools for the children,
the car, the garden, you know.
- Yes, I know.
- Does it give you a lovely guilty feeling?
- Lovely.
- Oh, vicar!
Fellow sinners.
What will the village say?
Oh, I think the village knows
you're a very understanding person.
- That's why you do so much good.
- Well, I hope I do.
I hope I can when they need me.
You mean, you think
there is trouble coming?
I think it's here.
- Good evening, Lady Beldon.
- Good evening, vicar.
Good evening.
Oh, shopping's absolutely impossible
nowadays. You can't get near the counter...
...and when you do, they haven't got it
and you pay twice as much for it.
- What a wonderful description.
- Sit down, Simpson. And don't sniff!
I spent the whole afternoon being
pushed around by middle-class females...
...buying things they can't afford.
- Oh, dear, that means me.
Oh, no, much worse.
You're Mrs. Mannering, aren't you?
- Miniver.
- Oh, yes. The lawyer's wife.
- No, my husband's an architect.
- I knew he was something of that sort.
I don't know what the country's coming to.
Trying to be better than their betters.
No wonder Germany's arming.
- Good evening, your ladyship.
- Good evening, Ballard.
- Good evening, ma'am.
- Good evening, Mr. Ballard.
Dear, this bag.
Vicar, do go on, please.
- Well, goodbye, then.
- Goodbye.
Thank you.
- I was looking for you on the 5:00.
- I missed it by two minutes.
- Isn't that shameful?
- Well, time and tide waits for no man.
And trains neither.
Are you too late, ma'am,
to spare me a moment?
- I got something to show you.
- Well, l...
It's something very special.
Well, of course, Mr. Ballard.
Do show me.
This way, ma'am.
Thank you.
Oh, Mr. Ballard.
It's my masterpiece.
How lovely.
You like it, ma'am?
I think it's the most beautiful rose
I've ever seen.
- The shape.
- And the scent.
Divine. And the color...
I adore red roses.
'Tis said, as Cupid danced among the gods,
he down the nectar flung...
...which on the white rose being shed,
made it forever after red.
- Wherever did you find that?
- Hutter's seed catalog, ma'am.
It's pretty, but it ain't true.
What goes to make a rose, ma'am,
is breeding...
...and budding and horse manure,
if you'll pardon the expression.
- And that's where you come in, ma'am.
- I?
I gotta have a name for it.
- Oh, you want me to name it for you.
- No, ma'am, I got a name for it...
...if you'll give me your permission.
- Why, of course. But I don't see...
I want to call it the "Mrs. Miniver."
If you'll pardon me, ma'am...
...l've watched you go in and out of town
for years now...
...and you've always had time
to stop and have a word with me...
...and I've always waited
for you to come home...
...and you remind me of the flower.
And I figured it'd be a very good name
for my rose.
It's a lovely compliment, Mr. Ballard.
I'd be very happy indeed
to have you name your rose after me.
Well...
I really must go now. I'm terribly
late already. Goodbye, Mr. Ballard...
...and thank you. Thank you very much.
- No, no, no, thank you.
I think it's lovely
having flowers named after you.
- Goodbye.
- Bye.
Thank you!
That's my wife.
- Good as new?
- Well, almost, sir.
It's a nice car, but afraid
it's a little more than I can afford.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
We have some nice cars
in a cheaper bracket.
But I like this one.
Well, I'm going to take it.
- Perhaps you'd better think it over.
- No, I'm going to take it.
- Will you bring it tonight?
- Very good, sir.
And don't let my wife know
how much it cost.
- Hello, Judy!
- Daddy!
Good evening.
Mr. Miniver, you're just in time
to hear Judy play her piece.
- But I'm afraid...
- It'd