The First 10 Minutes of Downton Abbey | Season 1

That's impossible. I'll take it up there now. Don't be stupid. None of them will be up for hours. And what difference will it make? Jimmy will do it when he comes in. Thank you, Daisy. Anna. For once in my life, I'd like to sleep until I woke up natural. Is your fire still in? Yes, Mrs. Patmark. Oh, then I will wonders never cease. Have you laid the service to all breakfast? Yes, Mrs. Patmark. And finished blocking that stove? Yes, Mrs. Patmark. What about the bedroom fires? All with Mrs. Patmark. Right, well, take your things and get started on the fires on the ground floor. Now, hurry up. Any sign of William? No. Where have you been? I'm not late, am I? You're late when I say you're late. Daisy? What are you doing there? Crouching in the dark. You weren't here and I didn't like to touch your curtains with my dirty hands. I'm quite right to. Why didn't you put the lights on? I dared him. Well, it's electricity and not the devil's hand they work. I'll have to get used to it sooner or later. Scouts and Park have even got it in the kitchens. What for? Breakfast is ready, Mr. Carson. Ah, William. Any papers yet? They're late. They certainly are. Get the board out so you can do them as soon as they're here. Is the library tidy? Yes, Mrs. Hughes. Good. I want the dining room given a proper going over today. You can do it when they've finished their breakfast. Oh, heavens, girl. You're building a fire, not inventing it. How many have you done? This is my last till they come downstairs. Very well. Now get back down to the kitchens before anyone sees you. And they're off. No rest for the wicked. Lady Mary, are the tea trays ready? Already, Mrs. Patmore. If the water's boiled, could you give us a hand to take the other two up? I've got a lady's shift to carry. I'll help. Back door. Papers at last. William? You're late. Yeah, I know, but what? You'll see. Do the times first. He only reads that at breakfast. And the sketch for her lady's shift. You can manage the others later if need be. Why are the papers ironed? What's it to you? To dry the ink, silly. We wouldn't want his lordship's hands to be as black as yours. Mr. Carson, I think you ought to see this. I can't make myself believe this. Me neither. His lordship's dressed. William! Will you stop talking and take this cadgery up? And mind the burners are still lit. Yes, Mrs. Patmore. Is it really true? Afraid so. Nothing in life is sure. Good morning, Carson. Good morning, my lord. Is it true what they're saying? I believe so, my lord. I'm afraid we'll know some people on it. I don't suppose there are any lists of survivors yet. I understand most of the ladies were taken off in time. You mean the ladies in first class? God help the poor devils below decks. On their way to a better life. What a tragedy. When Anna told me, I thought she must have dreamt it. Do we know anyone on board? Your mother knows the Astors, at least she knows him. We dined with Lady Rothes last month. There are bound to be others. I thought it was supposed to be unsinkable. Every mountain is unclimbable until someone climbs it, so every ship is unsinkable until it sinks. Good morning, Papa. Morning. What's that? Just arrived. Telegram. Is her ladyship awake? Yes, my lord. I'm just going to take him to have breakfast. Thank you. May I come in? Isn't this terrible? When you think how excited Lucy Rothes was at the prospect. It's too awful for any words. Did J.J. Astor get off? Of course that new wife of his is bound to have been rescued. I've had a telegram from George Murray. One of his partners is in New York. Yes? It seems James and Patrick are on board. What? They can't have been. They weren't going over till May. And they changed their plans. They're definitely on the passenger list. Thank you, O'Brien. That'll be all for the moment. But surely they were picked up. Doesn't look like it. What? Neither of them. You must tell Mary. She can't hear about it from anyone else.