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hwp- Your usual, my lord.
- Mmm?
Good morning, my lord.
The morning paper, my lord.
"Sir Robert Chiltern,
a rising star in Parliament,...
.. tonight hosts a party that promises to be
the highlight of the social calendar...
.. with his wife, Lady Gertrude,...
.. who is herself a leading figure
in womens politics. "
"Together this couple...
.. represents what is best
in English public life...
.. and is a noble contrast
to the lax morality...
.. so common
amongst foreign politicians. "
Dear oh dear. They will never say
that about me, will they, Phipps?
I sincerely hope not, sir.
Bit of a busy day today, Im afraid.
Distressingly little time
for sloth or idleness.
- Sorry to hear it, sir.
- Not entirely your fault, Phipps.
Not this time.
Thank you, my lord.
- Good morning, Tommy!
- Morning, Lady Chiltern.
I very much look forward to this evening.
- Miss Mabel.
- Tommy.
I hope you can make
our usual appointment...
.. as I have something very particular
I wish to say to you.
Good day, ladies.
When Tommy wants to be romantic,
he talks to one just like a doctor.
Till tonight.
- Miss Mabel.
- Lord Goring.
Lord Goring!
Countess, good morning.
- Arent you going to congratulate me?
- Congratulations.
Arent you going to ask what for?
- What for?
- Ive decided to get married.
My God! Who to?
That part... is still to be decided.
Good morning, dear Gertrude.
Good morning, Lady Markby.
Allow me to introduce
my friend Mrs Cheveley.
Two such charming women
should know each other.
- How do you do?
- Mrs Cheveley and I have met before.
Of course.
Gertrude.
And to think
you married Sir Robert Chiltern.
You know, I was so hoping
to meet your clever husband.
Really?
Yes, but I have to return
to Vienna on Friday.
Oh, dear, what a shame.
Well, perhaps I might bring her
this evening?
Yes, by all means.
- What can I say? Id be delighted.
- Well...
- Well see you tonight.
- See you tonight.
You see, Phipps,
fashion is what one wears oneself.
What is unfashionable...
-.. is what other people wear.
- Yes, my lord.
Other people are quite dreadful.
The only possible society is oneself.
To love oneself...
.. is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
Yes, my lord.
Their Graces,
the Duke and Duchess of Berwick.
Lord Windermere.
Countess Basildon.
.. and, it is widely agreed,
the last truly decent man in London.
That youre a very personable man
with a most attractive personality,...
.. and you have brought into British politics
an honesty and integrity...
A nobler atmosphere, a finer attitude...
And higher ideals.
One mustnt believe everything
one reads in the newspapers.
Yes, in the old days we had the rack.
Nowadays we have the press.
Your own newspaper being
the notable exception, Sir Edward.
Where truth shines out like a beacon
and lies run vainly for the shadows.
Bravo, Lady Chiltern!
Do I detect in your conversation
a lyricism...
.. not uncommon in your husbands
excellent speeches?
If you are suggesting that my position
owes anything to my wife,...
.. you are mistaken.
It owes everything to my wife.
I demand that you make it known!
Without her, I am entirely unexceptional.
And without her love,...
.. Im nothing.
All I know is, a serious shake-up
in the government looks inevitable now.
The Prime Minister himself
was asking about you this morning.
Really? Probably afraid
youd be taking his job!
Lady Markby, Mrs Cheveley.
Oh, my dear,...
.. if I had a jewel for every staring eye!
Im glad to say, Lady Markby,
you evidently do!
Excuse me.
Che madame, quelle surprise!
Lady Markby.
- I have not seen you since Berlin.
- Five years ago, Vicomte.
You are younger and more beautiful
than ever. How do you manage it?
By making it a rule only to talk
to charming people like yourself.
Mrs Cheveley.
What do we know about her?
Very influential in Vienna -
in the highest circles.
A force to be reckoned with.
And are you staying in London long?
That depends on the weather,
the cooking,...
.. and partly on your brother.
My dear, Sir Robert
has been dying to meet you.
Everyone is! Our attach in Vienna
write to us about nothing else.
An acquaintance that begins
with a compliment...
.. is sure to develop into a real friendship.
- I see youve met my sister.
- Yes, indeed.
My dear child, allow me to introduce you
to the Vicomte de Nanjac.
Oh.
You have a beautiful house, Sir Robert.
Were very happy here.
- I would so love to look around.
- Allow me.
Thank you.
Lord Goring.
Good evening, young lady.
Well, sir, what are you doing here?
Wasting your life, as usual!
You should be in bed, sir!
I heard you were at Lady Ruffords
dancing till four in the morning!
- Good evening, Father.
- How do you stand London society?
A lot of damn nobodies
talking about nothing!
Nothing is the only thing
I know anything about.
Thats a paradox, sir. I hate paradoxes.
So do I. Everyone one meets
is a paradox nowadays.
It makes society so... obvious, hm?
Do you always understand
what you say, sir?
Yes,... if I listen attentively.
Brrrrr!
Oh, conceited young puppy!
I hav
