it'd look different.
- Yeah, it would be a difference.
Yes, it's very pretty.
Good! Then I think
it was worth the money.
- Much?
- Not for people with a car like ours.
- You're pretty clever, aren't you?
- I hope you think so, darling.
Kay, sit down here a minute.
Let me look at you.
- You're really quite beautiful, aren't you?
- Lf you think so, darling.
I think you're even more beautiful
than when I married you.
- Could that be?
- I don't see why not.
I've had more reason to be.
Put that silly thing away
and get into bed, now.
Come on, don't stand
looking at it all night.
- In you go, there.
- It's been a lovely day all round, hasn't it?
Yes.
Clem, I think we're very lucky people.
Because we've got a new car
and a new hat?
Oh, much more than that.
Because of Vin and Toby and Judy...
...and each other.
- Yeah.
Clem.
Guess what.
I had a rose named after me today.
You left the light on
in the dressing room tonight.
Good night, Clem.
Good night, dear.
- There he is!
- There he is!
- Hello, Mother!
- Hello, Vin!
Vin, darling!
- Hello, Dad!
- Fine to have you back.
Judy! Hello, Toby! Toby!
Vin! Vin's got a pipe!
- What of it, young fellow?
- Heavens, you've grown!
- Only about half an inch, Mother.
- I've grown a yard!
Have you, Toby?
- Where's the mustache, son?
- You used to be so proud of it.
- I don't remember being so very proud.
- I liked it.
Sorry. I found it took up
too much of my time.
- Oh, it did?
- Keeping it trim and all that.
After all, one can't waste too much time
over the vanities of life.
I see. Well, come along, children.
We better get along.
Let's go.
Here we go.
Oh, good heavens.
So your interest
doesn't center on cars anymore, Vin?
Well, this last year at Oxford, I've rather
changed my outlook on things.
- You don't say.
- Yes. I think I've grown a little.
Matured in my conception
as to what life's about.
- Do you know what Oxford has taught me?
- What, dear?
- That I know nothing about anything.
- Rather a waste of time and money, then.
Not at all, because it's shown me
just what I want out of life.
- And what's that, Vin?
- To learn.
I want to encompass all the knowledge
I can in my brief span.
- What's span, Vin?
- It's a bridge.
- A bridge?
- I think of the amount of knowledge...
...in the world: Scientific knowledge,
philosophical, sociological.
And when I realize the infinitesimal
part of this I possess, it makes me shudder.
And apart from all that, Mother, I think
I've developed a social consciousness.
- What's that, Vin?
- Why, it's the recognition of my fellow man.
Where are there free men today, any more
than in the 9th through the 15th centuries?
Front door, Gladys.
Look, the 9th to 15th centuries,
when the lords held all the land...
...and parceled out what they wished
to their vassals. Look about. What have we?
As pure a feudalistic state as there ever was
in the 9th through 15th centuries.
When I think about it, I'm appalled,
genuinely appalled.
I tell you, Father...
when I think of the class
system that exists in this country to...
- What is it, Gladys?
- Oh, it's Miss Beldon to see you, ma'am.
Well, show her in, Gladys.
Miss Beldon.
I wonder what that means.
She's probably brought the latest ultimatum
from her illustrious grandmother.
I scarcely know Lady Beldon.
The perfect example
of what I've been saying.
Lady Beldon is the living proof
of the survival of the feudal system today.
You can't escape from the Beldon influence.
It contaminates the entire village society.
- Just as in the 9th to the 15th centuries.
- Exactly.
How do you do, Mrs. Miniver?
I'm Carol Beldon.
How do you do, Miss Beldon?
This is my husband.
- How do you do?
- And my son Vincent.
- How do you do?
- Just in time for tea, Miss Beldon.
- Thanks, but I've just had some.
- Sit down anyway.
I can only stay a moment.
Please, do sit down.
You really must excuse me
for invading your house