you
look around the zoo in the park?
You know how Jane
and Michael is.
Coo! You don't think the lion
could've got at them, do ya?
You know how fond they was
of hangin' around the cage.
I said my say,
and that's all I'll say.
I've done with this house forever.
Well, hip, hip, hooray!
And don't stumble
on the way out, dearie.
Now, now, Katie Nanna!
Mrs Banks! She's home!
Our daughter's daughters will adore us
and we'll sing in grateful chorus
"Well done,
Sister Suffragette"
Good evening,
Katie Nanna, Ellen.
We had the most
glorious meeting!
Mrs Whitbourne-Allen chained
herself to the wheel of
the Prime Minister's carriage.
- You should've been there.
- Mrs Banks, I would like
a word with you.
And Mrs Ainslie, she was
carried off to prison...
singing and scattering pamphlets
all the way!
I'm glad you're home, madam. I've
always given the best that's in me...
Oh, thank you, Katie Nanna.
I always knew you were one of us.
We're clearly soldiers
in petticoats
And dauntless crusaders
for women's votes
Though we adore men
individually
We agree that as a group
they're rather stupid
- Mrs Banks.
- Cast off the shackles of yesterday
Shoulder to shoulder
into the fray
Our daughter's daughters
will adore us
And they'll sing
in grateful chorus
"Well done
Sister Suffragette"
Being that as it may, I do not
wish to offend, but I...
From Kensington to Billingsgate
one hears the restless cries
From every corner of the land
womankind arise
Political equality
and equal rights with men
Take heart for Mrs Pankhurst
has been clapped in irons again
No more the meek and mild
subservients we
We're fighting for our rights
militantly
Never you fear
If I may have a word, Mrs Banks.
- So cast off the shackles of yesterday
- Mrs Banks!
And shoulder to shoulder
into the fray
Our daughter's daughters
will adore us
And they'll sing
in grateful chorus
- "Well done"
- Mrs Banks.
- "Well done"
- Mrs Banks.
- "Well done, Sister Suf..."
- Mrs Banks!
- What is it, Katie Nanna?
- Mrs Banks, I have something
to say to you.
- Where are the children?
- The children, madam...
to be precise,
are not here.
They've disappeared again.
Katie Nanna, this is really
too careless of you.
Doesn't it make
the third time this week?
The fourth, madam. And I for one
have had my fill of it.
I'm not one to speak ill
of the children, but...
Oh, please, when do you
expect them home?
I really couldn't say.
And now if you'd be good enough
to compute my wages, I'll...
Oh, gracious, Katie Nanna! You're not
leaving? What will Mr Banks say?
He's going to be cross enough
as it is to come home and find
the children missing.
Ellen, put these things away. You know
how the cause infuriates Mr Banks.
Yes, ma'am.
Katie Nanna, I beseech you.
Please reconsider.
Think of the children.
Think of Mr Banks.
He was just beginning
to get used to you.
Posts, everyone!
Four, three, two, one. Fire!
- Katie Nanna, I do beseech you...
- My wages, if you please.
Bit early tonight,
aren't you, Admiral?
Nonsense. Bang on the dot,
as usual.
How are things in
the world of finance?
Never better. Money's sound.
Credit rates are moving up, up, up.
And the British pound is
the admiration of the world.
- Good man.
- How do things look
from where you stand?
Bit chancy, I'd say.
The wind's coming up
and the glass is falling.
- Don't like the look of it.
- Good, good, good.
Banks, shouldn't wonder if you weren't
steering into a nasty piece of weather.
Banks! Do you hear me?
Hello, Katie Nanna.
That must be heavy.
Allow me.
Hmph!
What a very pretty hat.
I feel a surge
of deep satisfaction
Much as a king astride his noble steed
Thank you.
When I return from daily strife
to hearth and wife
How pleasant is
the life I lead
- Dear, it's about the children.
- Yes, yes, yes.
I run my home
precisely on schedule
At 6:01 I march
through my door
My slippers, sherry and pipe
are