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--
-lt'd encourage her so much.
-Encourage both of us, in fact.
-I'm a little late. Next time.
-See you later, Judy.
-Bye, Daddy.
-What's the hurry, Toby?
-I can't stop, Daddy.
-Napoleon wants to throw up.
-Oh, does he?
I wouldn't dare tell you the price, though.
I feel terribly guilty about it.
I was already on my way home
and something seemed to come over me...
-...a sort of trance. I got off the bus--
-Hello, darling.
-Oh, Clem.
-How are you?
That's Clem, dear.
As I was saying, I got off the bus...
...and then I suddenly remembered that Vin
was due down from Oxford tomorrow.
Yes, Vin, dear, tomorrow.
Isn't that exciting?
And so we're all going down
to the station to see him.
Isn't that wonderful?
Sophie, you idiot,
Clem was standing right here beside me.
Of course I haven't told him.
You don't just throw things
like that at a man.
Well, there wasn't any connection,
I just had to say something.
Well, I'll probably tell him
after dinner tonight.
He's usually most docile
when having his coffee.
May we go to the station
and meet Vin tomorrow?
Of course, darling, if you're good.
Is Vin still a vege--
"Vegetenarian," mother?
I doubt it, darling.
He'll have some new idea.
That was just a phase
he was going through.
-What's a phase?
-Oh, it's just a thing people go through.
-Do I go through it?
-Yes, you're going through one right now.
Am I? I'm going through a phase!
I'm going through a phase!
Stop waving your arms
and finish supper.
-What phase will he be going through?
-We'll have to wait and see.
Darling, I mustn't keep Daddy waiting.
Good night, sweetheart.
Be a good girl.
Could I run down to the post, ma'am?
Cook says she'll clear.
Well, of course, Gladys,
but don't let Horace keep you out too late.
Rather a dashing fellow,
young Horace Perkins, eh, Gladys?
Sir!
-You know, Kay, I--
-You know, Clem, I--
-I'm sorry. Go ahead, dear.
-No, what were you going to say?
Nothing important. I just wondered if you
had a nice time in town today, that was all.
Oh, wonderful.
I shopped and shopped.
Just little things, you know.
Oh, I had a puncture in the car today.
Oh, no, what a shame.
Tires are getting pretty worn
on that old bus.
-Clem, you know what I think?
-What?
I think you ought to buy yourself
a new tire.
A new tire?
Yes, it might not be a bad idea, at that.
They aren't so frightfully expensive,
are they?
-Oh, I guess we can swing it all right.
-I mean, a new tire shouldn't cost more...
-...than a new hat, should it?
-A hat?
Well, I just said hat. I might have said
shoes or trousers or anything.
-Some more coffee, dear?
-I have some, thank you, darling.
Yeah.
That old bus. Pretty sad.
Been giving a lot of trouble lately.
-Has it? I hadn't noticed it.
-That's the danger with an old car.
You don't notice anything,
then when you're doing 70 miles--
-Not with our car, dear.
-And that's another thing. It's too slow.
-That car is dangerously slow.
-Clem, what have you been up to?
Come on. Get your coat and hat on.
I've got something to show you.
Smooth, isn't she?
-You all right, darling?
-Yes.
I was