Show of hands if you’re still wiping tears from your eyes after last Sunday’s episode.
Yep. Me too.
And another show of hands if you’re still chuckling over Mrs. Patmore’s House of Ill Repute.
Or Spratt’s double life as an advice columnist.
This week’s episode was probably one of my all-time favorites and will go down in Downton history as one of the most tragic, head-turning, I-sure-didn’t-see-that-coming episodes ever.
Well, except for the now infamous Robert ralphing blood scene, which I shall never forget for as long as I live. What fun!
So this week sure ran us through the gamut of emotions, didn’t it? I think, in honor of this swaying emotional episode, I’ll choose my Top Five lines from the emotions they elicited. I’m living on the edge, I know, but bear with me.
Robert could hardly contain himself when he found out that Edith’s beau, Bertie, was no mere estate agent. No, Bertie had a secret, which, because he is such a paragon of virtue, he had shared with Edith, but which Edith, somewhat a lesser paragon than her boyfriend, had kept to herself.
Bertie’s secret came out this week. He was the heir to his second-cousin-twice-removed’s estate—the one at which he worked as a lowly agent prior to his cousin’s untimely death. At which point Bertie became the Marquess of Somewhere.
[For those of you who, like me, might be confused as to what exactly a Marquess actually is, I looked it up for you. It’s one rank above earl (think Robert) and just below duke. So it’s a pretty big deal.]
Robert knew the implications of having a Marquess in the family. Clearly.
Golly Gumdrops!! What a turnup!!
Downton is saved!!! All the worrying and handwringing and firing of servants could now be put on hold because their Savior had arrived.
In the form of Bertie Pelham.
2. Marital bliss? Or irritability?
Robert, Cora, and Rosamund decide to help poor Mrs. Patmore clear her name—it’s as easy as having tea!—but Carson is, of course, concerned. How will this reflect on the fam?
Mrs. Hughes argues that they are all adults and can make up their own minds about whether to visit a House of Ill Repute or not.
*signal eye roll here*
Carson then deals a blow that, I’ll admit, blew me right off the sofa.
“I’ve always known women were ruthless, but I didn’t think I’d find the proof in my own wife.”
Oh boy. Mrs. Hughes looks none too pleased about that one. (And check out Daisy's "did-you-really-just-say-what-I-think-you-just-said?" look.)
And neither was I.
[Just a sec. I need to say something. Mr. Carson, you’ve been nothing but crabby and grouchy and generally ugly this season. I think you might need another season (or maybe a movie?) just to redeem yourself from your horrible behavior this year.]
I don’t know how they are going to redeem Carson with just one episode left, but I sure hope they do. Five seasons of Wonderful Carson completely eroded by one season of Demon Carson. It’s kind of surreal, but, as Mrs. Hughes would say, “There you have it.”
Later, though, Mrs. Hughes puts everything into perspective for us when she plainly tells Mr. Carson, “You’re such an old curmudgeon.” Carson wonders if she’s gone off him, but she puts him at ease.
“No, because you’re my curmudgeon and that makes all the difference.”
Illustrating that this is often the way it is in marriage.
Oh Edith, Edith, Edith.
And Mary, Mary, Mary.
What a terrible, terrible thing to do to your sister, Mary.
I just can’t get over the sadness of Edith’s breakup with Bertie. And I couldn’t help noticing that Edith’s contrition only made her more beautiful as she bade farewell to the second love of her life.
She didn’t scream or cry. She didn’t beg. She just told Bertie, “I understand and I’m so very sorry.”
She sure gets the last word with her sister, though, doesn’t she?
But first, Mary and Tom have it out. I absolutely loved that scene in the agent’s office when Tom confronts Mary. She deserved every single word of it.
Tom: How many lives are you going to wreck, just to smother your own misery?
Mary: I refuse to listen.
Tom: You’re a coward, Mary. Like all bullies, you’re a coward.
And then, Edith lets her have it. You surely remember the scene in Edith’s bedroom as she’s packing to go to London. Mary comes in all “Gee, I didn’t mean to make you mad, sis. I’m sorry-not-sorry, so get over it.”
But Edith’s having none of it.
“Just shut up! I don’t know what’s happened. Tom has made you feel bad. Or Papa. Or maybe it’s just the same old Mary, who wants her cake and hate me too.”
Mary tries again. “I never meant . . .”
And we finally get to my favorite line of the night, if not the entire show, ever.
“Yes you did! . . . I know you. I know you to be a nasty, jealous, scheming b*tch! . . . You’re a b*tch! And not content with ruining your own life, you’re determined to ruin mine.”
Thanks for putting into words what we were all thinking, Edith.
Violet believes in it. Who knew?
Yes, Granny returns to try to set things right between her granddaughters. She knows full well their own mother is sitting on the sofa in the library reading a magazine, sipping champagne, and is entirely incapable of handling any emotional mess between her daughters.
Cora, you are an embarrassment to motherhood.
But I digress.
Didn’t you just love the sweet scene between Violet and Mary in Mary’s bedroom? Violet has huffed and puffed her way up the stairs (“Oh good! Climbing all those stairs wasn’t wasted!”) to confront and console her favorite granddaughter.
The confrontation: “You are the only woman I know who likes to think herself cold and selfish and grand. Most of us spend our lives trying to hide it.”
So Mary’s not so bad after all, Granny?
And then we get a glimpse into Violet’s heart when she consoles Mary.
“I believe in love. Brilliant careers and rich lives are seldom led without just an element of love.”
So true, Violet. But I’m not sure I would have gone so easy on Mary. She did, after all, ruin Edith’s life. Again.
But Violet gives Mary some sage advice in the end.
“I would only say this. First, make peace with your sister; then, make peace with yourself.”
Such undeserved kindness.
It must have been love that finally got to Mary because shortly after that she heads to Matthew’s grave to have a chat. I must be going soft on Mary too, because that scene made me cry buckets. And then Isobel shows up and shows such kindness to Mary that I cried some more.
A true love fest.
5. Forgiveness. Sort of.
So Matthew has forgiven Mary. And Isobel has forgiven Mary. But will Edith ever forgive Mary?
Is Mary actually sorry now?
She seems to be, but Edith totally gets her sister. She knows that Mary is only being nice because she’s happy again, and she tells Mary so.
Truthfully, I think Edith has grown so much more as a character than Mary has. Edith shows true insight into her sister’s character, and yet she also shows maturity in coming back for Mary’s wedding.
Could it be forgiveness?
Mary asks, “Why are you here?”
“Because in the end, you are my sister. And one day, only we will remember Sybil. Or Mama. Or Papa. Or Matthew or Michael. Or Granny or Carson. Nor any of the others who have peopled our youth. Until at last, our shared memories will mean more than our mutual dislike.”
Edith seems to be saying, “Let’s be real here, sister. We’re never going to be best friends, but we do have a history. And one day, nobody will remember our childhood and the people that meant the most to us except, well, us. So let’s put our big girl panties on and get over it.”
And sometimes that’s the best we can do. We forgive in our own way and we move on.
Bravo, Edith. Bravo.
So what did you think of this episode? What did I miss? Let's chat in the comments!