we ate.
- Can I help you, Dad?
- No.
- Hello, Mr. Ballard.
- How do you do?
Morning, Ballard. I see you've entered
your rose in the flower show.
- It's a good rose.
- I haven't seen it yet.
I wager the best thing about it
is its name.
The Mrs. Miniver. That's you, my dear.
- You're coming to the flower show?
- All except Clem.
I'm afraid I can't. I'm on patrol duty.
You're missing a lot. Local talent.
Old Snope is playing his flute solo.
- I'll be there early.
- All right. Goodbye, dear.
Careful.
How's it going, George?
Fine, Mr. Miniver. Just fine.
Let's go, Vin.
- Well, here we are.
- Welcome home, such as it is.
It's quite a mess.
It must've been dreadful.
Oh, it's not as bad as it looks.
We just didn't have time to clear it all up.
The dining room there
got the worst of it.
But I always did want
to do that room over.
- The upstairs is quite all right.
- Yeah.
Darling, we'll have to get some blankets
up there and black that place out.
- Toby, old boy.
- Vin!
Vin.
- Hello, Toby.
- Carol.
That was wonderful.
- You liked it?
- Yes, it was fine.
I've had the mumps.
Oh, this was a lovely surprise.
All right, children, let Carol go now.
Come on, Vin.
I'll take you up to your room.
It's your old room, of course, Vin,
but we made a few changes.
Yeah, the Jerries made a few more.
Thank your father too, darling.
I'll do that right away
and bring up the rest of the luggage.
Thanks for the lovely room.
And thanks for Vin.
He is nice, isn't he?
I wonder if you know
how much I love him.
I only have to look at you. And him.
Have you seen the view here?
It's really beautiful.
Oh, it is.
- You're happy?
- Of course.
I've had a lifetime of happiness
in these last two weeks.
But Carol, that's only the beginning.
Kay, I'm not afraid to face the truth.
- Are you?
- No.
- I love him, but I know...
- Carol.
I know that I may lose him.
He's young and he loves life,
but he may die.
Let me say it.
He may be killed any day, any hour.
You must have faced that in your mind.
Yes, I've faced it.
Then you know
that every moment is precious.
We mustn't waste time in fear.
You won't hate me
for saying this, will you?
No, Carol.
I will be very happy.
Every moment that I have him.
Every moment.
If I must lose him,
there'll be time enough for tears.
There'll be a lifetime for tears.
That's right, isn't it?
Well, that's the lot. All my wife's.
Say, have you noticed her crested
dressing case? Swank, eh?
- Have we time to unpack?
- Yes. We won't lunch till 1.
I promised we'd be at the flower show by 3.
Can't miss the entertainment.
The glee club has a new number.
There will now be an interlude
by the Belham band.
- Hello, Ballard. How are you?
- All right, thanks.
- Good luck. The best of luck to you.
- Thank you.
- I hope you get it, Ballard.
- Thanks.
- Bickles.
- Yes, milady.
Hurry that paper from the judges.
We want to get through with it.
- The judges are still debating, milady.
- What?
Whatever for?
Ridiculous creatures.
Go and tell them
I want that decision at once.
Yes, milady.
- Have you seen old Ballard's rose?
- No, I haven't.
That's a lie.
I looked it over the moment it arrived.
Well?
It's a good rose.
- Is it better than yours?
- That, young man, the judges will decide.
You should worry. You'll get the cup.
- Are you insinuating the judges are corrupt?
- They're scared of you.
Oh, rubbish. Scared.
The decision on the rose award, milady.
Well, Mr. Vincent Miniver,
take a look at that.
Congratulations. I'm not a bit surprised.
Set yourself up to know more than
the judges, eh? Misguided young man.
Can't think what you see in him, Carol.
- This is really important to you, isn't it?
- Yes.
It's stupid of me, but there it is. I've won
that cup for as long as I can remember.
Mr. Ballard's terribly keen too.
Well, he's had his chance. Hasn't he?
You have such a way of looking at people.
What do you expect me to