The Duchess_2008

EXT. GARDENS. ALTHORP - DAY
    TITLE: Althorp Estate, 1774 Two servants knock in four flag posts, with fifty paces in between. They are marking out a race track of some kind. We're on the back lawn of a beautiful country house. Off in the distance are fields filled with sheep, long grass and trees. It's a perfect summer's day with birds singing and a gentle breeze rustling in leaves. Six ARISTOCRATIC YOUNG MEN stand in a group on the field. They are preparing for a running race: taking their jackets off and laying them down, then rolling up their sleeves. On the lawn, a similar sized group of ARISTOCRATIC YOUNG WOMEN stand across from them. Behind is a tent and a table with the remains of an outdoor picnic. To one side of the women a young, beautiful and content GEORGIANA approaches with a hat. Inside are folded up pieces of paper which she mixes around. She offers the hat to the women and they each pick a piece of paper. One after another they read out the names of the men opposite who look over and smile. GEORGIANA is left with the last name, and looks up.
    GEORGIANA
    (Loudly)
    You'd better not let me down, Charles Grey. I've got twenty guineas riding on you.
    A young man, CHARLES GREY looks back. He is quick to reply.
    GREY
    Only twenty? I'd double that if I were you.
    GEORGIANA smiles, while the look on Grey's face suggests that he's taking this very seriously. He joins the other men in the starting line up, who also seem pretty intent on winning.
    GEORGIANA
    Are you ready gentlemen? Twice around the track. On my count, three...two...one...go!
    GEORGIANA drops a handkerchief. The men immediately sprint out across the park. The women start to cheer. GEORGIANA shouts the loudest, then starts to jump up and down.
    GEORGIANA
    Come on Grey, come on!
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INT. ALTHORP - DAY
    In CLOSE UP, a quill pen dips into an ink well and starts to write on a virgin piece of white paper, 'The Fourteenth Day of May, Seventeen Hundred and Seventy Four...' HEATON, a solicitor, is at a table writing this document, his ink pen scraping against the paper. Around him, the room has the atmosphere of a serious occasion: still and dark although the sun shines brightly outside and the voices of the women - especially GEORGIANA - bleed through. The DUKE, HEATON's employer, is standing at the library window, looking into the garden at GEORGIANA cheering on the young men. The scene is distorted through the wavy glass window pane: a beautiful and mildly surreal image. LADY SPENCER is seated behind the DUKE, perched on the edge of a large sofa, with LORD SPENCER behind her. She tries to ignore the muted screams of her daughter in the background.
    LADY SPENCER
    (Cautiously)
    I trust your Grace still finds Georgiana an attractive girl?
    The DUKE turns and we now see his face properly. He is handsome, older than GEORGIANA, and has a rakish twinkle in his eye. He looks at LADY SPENCER enigmatically.
    DUKE
    Of course, Lady Spencer.
    Another of GEORGIANA's shouts audibly registers. LADY SPENCER starts to pour tea from a silver Samovar in front of her in an effort to drown out the noise.
    LADY SPENCER
    She is well-bred and devoted to her duties. She speaks French, Latin and Italian, and is fully versed in horsemanship and dancing...
    DUKE
    Yes, I am aware of all that. She is a credit to you.
    LADY SPENCER
    ...I can't think of anything in her that would stand in the way of a singularly happy marriage -
    The DUKE turns for a brief moment and smiles inscrutably at LADY SPENCER. HEATON cuts to the chase.
    HEATON
    These are not the issues that burden the Duke, Lady Spencer. It is His Grace's duty to produce an heir. On the other hand, your daughter may expect a handsome reward when that occurs -
    DUKE
    Thank you, Heaton.
    BURLEIGH
    (resuming his writing)
    Your Grace ...
    The DUKE remains looking out of the window, not so much out of interest in GEORGIANA, but rather because he finds these pre-nuptial proceedings uncomfortable. LADY SPENCER throws a brief glance at LORD SPENCER, who seems disinclined to discuss these matters. She resolutely turns to the DUKE.
    LADY SPENCER
    Your Grace can rest assured. The women in our family have never forfeited on that account.
    LADY SPENCER smiles at her husband who nods back. HEATON looks to the DUKE for confirmation, then decides to address his comment to no one in particular.
    HEATON
    Well with that assurance...
    HEATON turns the document around toward the others for them to look at. The DUKE smiles at them, then turns and fastidiously removes a spot on the window pane.
    DUKE
    So be it, then.
    CUT TO: OMITTED

EXT. ALTHORP HOUSE - DAY
    The men are running back. GREY is in the lead.
    GEORGIANA
    Come on Grey!
    GREY puts his head down and accelerates. He wins, totally out of breath and sweating. All the others follow, similarly exhausted and bent over double. GEORGIANA turns to the other women, a book containing all the bets they've laid in her hand.
    GEORGIANA
    (Charming smile)
    I do apologise ladies but it appears my horse has won.
    The young women smile, and gather around GEORGIANA. GREY approaches from behind, still slightly out of breath, manly and athletic. GEORGIANA turns to him.
    GEORGIANA
    Well done Mr Grey.
    He looks intensely at her, bravely standing much closer than may normally be expected. Some of the young people notice this, and there's an edge of tension at this risque behaviour.
    GREY
    (Flirtatiously)
    And my reward?
    GEORGIANA returns the look.
    GEORGIANA
    What would you suggest?
    The young people - eavesdropping on this conversation - smile and look at each other. GREY is just about to come back with a reply when...
    SERVANT
    Your mother wishes to see you Lady Georgiana.
    GEORGIANA curtsies to GREY who bows in return before GEORGIANA runs off. GREY watches her go. CUT TO: 4aA INT. ALTHORP. DAY 4aA LADY SPENCER waits inside. GEORGIANA enters.
    GEORGIANA
    I must apologize Mama, were we making too much noise?
    LADY SPENCER
    Not at all, darling. We have much more important things to talk of. Come here.
    GEORGIANA waits expectantly for an explanation. LADY SPENCER reveals nothing, holding in her secret, but her excitement can't help but shine through.
    LADY SPENCER
    I have heard a rumour...
    LADY SPENCER pauses for dramatic effect.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes...?
    LADY SPENCER
    ...that I shall very soon be addressing my daughter as Her Grace, the Duchess of Devonshire.
    GEORGIANA is taken wholly by surprise.
    GEORGIANA
    Is it true, Mama?
    LADY SPENCER
    (Proudly)
    It is.
    GEORGIANA
    ...the Duke of Devonshire ...
    LADY SPENCER
    I had hoped not to part with you until 18 at the soonest, but with such a fine match it would be selfish of me not to let you go.
    GEORGIANA
    He loves me?
    LADY SPENCER
    Yes, of course.
    GEORGIANA
    (Excited)
    I have met him only twice.
    LADY SPENCER
    When one truly loves someone, one doesn't have to know them well to be certain, Georgiana. One feels it right away. \[Pause\] I do believe you will be happy with him.
    GEORGIANA
    I know I shall, Mama...I know I shall.
    CUT TO: 4aB EXT. ALTHORP. DAY 4aB GEORGIANA walks out onto the balcony and looks into the garden. The young people are chatting and eating. GREY, however, is to one side, looking out across the fields. GEORGIANA takes a moment to herself. In the last light of day, sun rays illuminate pollen in the air around her. The camera moves in to a CLOSE UP of her optimistic face. CUT TO: 4A OMITTED 4A

INT. LONDON CHURCH - MORNING
    CLOSE UP of GEORGIANA'S face, same framing as before, but now heavily made up and in her BRIDAL DRESS. Wedding music plays as she is walking forward down the aisle, in this relatively small and intimate space. At the far end stand a select group of powerful and important ARISTOCRATS. As GEORGIANA passes LADY SPENCER, her mother looks incredibly proud. When GEORGIANA reaches THE DUKE, he looks composed. She smiles at him. Credits are superimposed throughout this sequence, until the main title appears as GEORGIANA stands at the front:
    THE DUCHESS
    The music stops. The PRIEST steps up to begin the service.
    CUT TO:

EXT. DUKE'S GILT COACH. LONDON STREET - DAY
    It's a wide and busy London street. There are ORDINARY PEOPLE on the side of it, TRAFFIC kicking up dust. It's a messy mass of noise and smells, smoke and dirt. Through the middle of this comes the DUKE'S GILT COACH followed by two other COACHES, in stark contrast to their surroundings. Heads turn to look at this eighteenth century motorcade, people wave, children start to run after it. CUT TO:

9A INT. DUKE'S GILT COACH. LONDON STREET - DAY 9A
    Still in her wedding dress, GEORGIANA sits alongside the DUKE in his CARRIAGE. The DUKE has his curtains closed around him to shield him from public view, although GEORGIANA is staring intently at the PEOPLE outside. There's an awkward silence. Finally,
    GEORGIANA
    What do they want?
    DUKE
    To see me. And my new wife, of course.
    GEORGIANA
    Oh.
    DUKE
    It's a damn nuisance, but you'll get used to it.
    GEORGIANA, however, smiles and gives a little wave: she doesn't mind at all. A bit further down this street the CARRIAGE nears a set of massive gates where a large group of THE GENERAL PUBLIC can be seen waiting and waving outside.
    DUKE
    Here we are.
    The carriage begins to turn. CUT TO:

I/E. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - DAY
    The CARRIAGE turns off the street and through the massive gateway. The gates are locked behind them. Inside the huge courtyard Devonshire House is revealed as an oversized, stark and austere building. A wall runs all the way around it, blocking the view and completes the foreboding sense of arriving in a prison. The FOOTMAN opens GEORGIANA's carriage door. GEORGIANA steps out into this hugely intimidating space. Flags bearing the Duke's crest blow in the wind, making a tense and aggressive sound. She stops a moment to take it all in. BURLEIGH, the HEAD BUTLER steps forward.
    BURLEIGH
    Welcome, Your Grace.
    BURLEIGH then leads her toward rows of HOUSEHOLD SERVANTS who are formally lined up to greet her. They bow and curtsy as GEORGIANA walks past.
    SERVANT 1
    Your Grace.
    SERVANT 2
    Your Grace.
    GEORGIANA looks up to find the DUKE has disappeared inside. CUT TO:

10A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL. DAY 10A
    GEORGIANA enters a massive marbled ENTRANCE HALL. The DUKE stands at the top of the staircase, with his two dogs either side of him.
    DUKE (O.S.)
    This way.
    CUT TO:

INT. THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
    GEORGIANA stands in front of the DUKE. He takes a pair of scissors and cuts through the stitching of her wedding dress, letting it fall to the floor. She smiles at him, a bit nervous. He proceeds to remove the rest of her underclothes, a pile growing around her ankles.
    THE DUKE
    You're in safe hands.
    His attempt to reassure her only serves to unnerve GEORGIANA more. She remains standing and looks up at the ceiling, while the DUKE expertly unlaces her corset.
    THE DUKE
    For the life of me I don't understand why women's attire must be so damned complicated.
    GEORGIANA
    I suppose it's just our way of expressing ourselves.
    THE DUKE
    Whatever do you mean?
    GEORGIANA
    Well, that you have so many ways of expressing yourselves, whereas we must make do with our hats and our dresses, I suppose.
    THE DUKE
    Hmmm.
    The corset falls to the floor. The DUKE then removes GEORGIANA'S chemise. Suddenly, she is completely naked. She sends the DUKE an uneasy look. For a moment he appears to be lost in his thoughts, just staring at her.
    GEORGIANA
    Is something the matter?
    THE DUKE
    No, not in the least. Go to the bed, please.
    GEORGIANA goes to the bed. The DUKE starts to undress. Around him the faces of his forefathers bear down from the massive portraits on the walls of his bedroom. The DUKE, now naked, walks over to the bed and stands before her. The camera is behind the DUKE and focussed on GEORGIANA: having never seen a penis before let alone an erect one, she is intently and nervously staring at his.
    THE DUKE
    (Bending down)
    Kiss me.
    GEORGIANA finally kisses him, inexpertly. He lies down on top of and penetrates her, the look on her face suggesting this is an extremely new and strange experience. The DUKE begins to move rhythmically while GEORGIANA still tries to make sense of the whole thing - all the time watched intensely from the walls by dozens of his male ancestors' eyes. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BLUE ROOM - DAY
    GEORGIANA sits looking isolated and lonely in a huge gilt- edged blue room. She is trying to read a book but her concentration continues to be interrupted by the presence of MALE FOOTMEN stationed at two of the doors, like sentries. She turns a page and tries to focus but fails. A TALL SERVANT enters. GEORGIANA puts the book down.
    HEATON
    Lady Spencer, Your Grace.
    GEORGIANA looks up, relieved, to see her mother enter. HEATON bows and walks away across the vast space. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - DRAWING ROOM - DAY - LATER
    GEORGIANA sits with LADY SPENCER. They are playing cards - with real money laid out in front of them - and talking.
    LADY SPENCER
    ...One has to accept one's responsibility, my darling. Certain obligations come with marriage, no matter how burdensome they may seem.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, but when we are together, intimately, I mean, he...
    LADY SPENCER
    I know; it can be a bother. However, it is only until you have given him a son. The occasions will then become fewer, and less...determined.
    Lady Spencer places down a card.
    GEORGIANA
    I think it would feel different if he might talk to me every once in a while. It's not that he's unkind but he never talks to me.
    LADY SPENCER
    Well, perhaps you ought to talk less. I fear I may have given you a little too much education. You make tiring conversation and ask questions which a man is disinclined to answer.
    GEORGIANA looks at her mother in resignation. How can anyone have too much education?
    LADY SPENCER
    Learning these things takes time, too. Marriage is just like languages or music or painting. It requires a long apprenticeship.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes. But he is... he is not at all as when I first met him. I thought he would be like Papa. Under his cool reserve I would find a wealth of depth and sentiment. But he doesn't seem interested in anything. Apart from his dogs.
    LADY SPENCER
    Try not to be too hard on His Grace, G. He is merely intent on fulfilling his duty. As for talking to him - whatever is there to talk about, my dear?
    GEORGIANA
    No, you're right. How foolish of me to think that I should be able to converse with my husband.
    LADY SPENCER sighs and looks at her spirited daughter.
    LADY SPENCER
    Georgiana, equip yourself with patience, fortitude and resignation. A boy will come soon enough, then you'll see.
    GEORGIANA nods. She sends her mother a polite little smile, then lays down a winning card and scoops the pile of money toward her. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BALLROOM - NIGHT
    A great, noisy dinner party. WHIGS in full gala, among which is CHARLES FOX, a stout little man making a speech in the grand room. Everybody listens to him. HEATON watches on from the side. GEORGIANA is by his side, her attire conspicuously more daring than before. She looks apprehensive: she is the only woman in a room dominated by alcohol and testosterone- fuelled MEN, one of whom is relieving himself into a chamber pot at the side of the room. GEORGIANA, though, pays attention to FOX. The DUKE, at the other end of the table, does not.
    FOX
    ...a political party, in my definition, consists of men of honour, entertaining similar principles that may be more successfully pursued by the force of mutual support and, not to forget, the unfailing generosity of his Grace the Duke of Devonshire.
    Everybody looks to the DUKE, applauding loudly and somewhat sycophantically. The DUKE nods cordially.
    FOX
    So between the persistence of my own humble self...
    Everybody laughs again, including GEORGIANA, thus betraying that nobody finds Fox humble. FOX, pleased with the success of his joke, joins in the laughter.
    FOX
    I say, between my persistence and the Duke's purse, we must always remember the honourable and principle aims of the Whig party, aims that some consider radical but which, to us, seem simply just and right and sensible.
    FOX
    Just to bring independence to America. Right to end the slave trade. And sensible to pursue freedom for the common man, so that the blessings of this blessed plot, this England, may be more equally enjoyed - by all of its inhabitants.
    All these are greeted by 'hear hears' from the room, and a deep thoughtfulness from GEORGIANA.
    FOX
    And so - having kept everyone from the burgundy long enough - let me propose a toast to our host and benefactor his Grace, the Duke, and his beautiful new Duchess.
    They all shout "hear, hear", reach for their glasses and toast in the direction of the DUKE. He nods cordially back. FOX sits down at GEORGIANA's side. The murmur of small talk rises as the guests carry on with their eating and drinking. A MACARONI on the other side of FOX compliments his speech.
    MACARONI
    Excellent speech, Mr. Fox, splendid.
    FOX
    I thank you. However, it is always easy to address a congregation of friends, and even more so when those friends are drunk.
    The MACARONI and GEORGIANA smile.
    MACARONI
    How did the Duchess find Mr. Fox's speech?
    GEORGIANA
    I must confess I am not yet at ease with political speeches. Their very form tends to obstruct my view to their actual meaning - if such there be.
    FOX, expecting inane flattery, is surprised, although favourably impressed by GEORGIANA's candour. The MACARONI, not observing that GEORGIANA has earned FOX's undivided attention, proceeds to think that he is still part of the conversation:
    MACARONI
    (Ingratiatingly)
    I myself found it very rousing...
    FOX ignores him. He knows who he wants to talk to.
    FOX
    In which particular section of the speech did the message elude your Grace?
    GEORGIANA
    Well, I have great sympathy with your sentiments in general, but fail fully to comprehend how far we - the Whig party, that is - are fully committed to the concept of freedom.
    FOX
    We would like to see the vote extended...
    GEORGIANA
    To all men...?
    FOX
    Heavens no. But certainly to more men. Freedom, in moderation.
    GEORGIANA
    "Freedom in moderation"?
    FOX
    (Pleased with himself)
    Precisely.
    GEORGIANA nods, then smiles faintly, but mischievously.
    GEORGIANA
    I am sure you are full of the best intentions, Mr. Fox, but I dare say I would not spend my vote - assuming I had it - on so vague a statement. Either one is free or one is not. The concept of freedom is an absolute. After all, one cannot be moderately dead, moderately loved, or moderately free. It must always remain a matter of either or.
    Fox smiles at GEORGIANA in surprise.
    GEORGIANA
    (Cheeky)
    It is no wonder you are having such problems at the ballot box.
    GEORGIANA smiles, winningly. Fox scrutinizes her face, not a little shocked but clearly impressed. Another well-dressed MAN taps his glass and rises to speak. The room falls silent.
    MAN
    I think it's appropriate to say a few words...
    The DUKE seems in no mood for another speech, and resolutely gets up and leaves. The entire company, including the MAN about to make a speech, look bewildered at one another. GEORGIANA, too, is surprised and doesn't really know what she should do, so she stands too and goes after the DUKE. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - CORRIDOR - NIGHT
    The DUKE is in the middle of a corridor, where he has stopped to talk to a YOUNG MAID. GEORGIANA exits the room behind him, trying to catch up.
    GEORGIANA
    Your Grace?
    The DUKE turns and looks at GEORGIANA. The YOUNG MAID curtsies and exits.
    GEORGIANA
    Is anything the matter?
    DUKE
    No...
    GEORGIANA
    You just left?
    DUKE
    Well... I had done eating. And those damn speeches bore me to distraction. We have to ban them in the future.
    GEORGIANA
    But you are the Whigs main supporter...
    DUKE
    I have no problem with politics, it's the rhetoric I can't stand.
    The DUKE turns back and continues down the corridor.
    GEORGIANA
    Shall I come with you?
    DUKE
    Not at all, why ever should you?
    The DUKE turns and leaves. GEORGIANA looks at him, bemused. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BALLROOM - NIGHT
    The conversation has stopped, everyone fearful their benefactor is aggrieved for some reason. The whole table of men watch as GEORGIANA sits back down, looking to her for reassurance. She addresses the room.
    GEORGIANA
    The Duke is fine. He simply wants to rest a while.
    People don't look convinced.
    FOX
    Was it the length of the speech that got the better of the Duke?
    GEORGIANA
    (To the room)
    Certainly not. He enjoyed it immensely and expressed a hope that next time it would be even longer.
    All the men laugh. Fox sends her a look and raises his glass to her. She smiles back at them all, reaches out for a drink, raises it back to FOX and takes a long swig. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BALLROOM - LATE NIGHT
    Late night, and all the guests have left. BURLEIGH oversees as a team of SERVANTS are clearing up the mess: extinguishing the candles on the huge candelabra, on their hands and knees scraping food under the table etc. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - CORRIDORS - NIGHT
    GEORGIANA passes quietly down the long candlelit corridors and of this massive house. She is happy, buoyant, tipsy. GEORGIANA walks towards their bedroom. Suddenly a door opens and the YOUNG MAID the DUKE was talking to earlier comes running out, half naked, carrying her clothes in her arms. She looks at GEORGIANA in alarm, and runs off. GEORGIANA looks at her, shocked and speechless, as she disappears off into the darkness of the corridor. Georgiana turns and proceeds toward the bedroom. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
    In the bedroom the DUKE is sitting half naked on the bed. GEORGIANA stops at a distance.
    GEORGIANA
    What is going on?
    DUKE
    About what?
    GEORGIANA approaches, unnerved.
    GEORGIANA
    What have you been doing?
    DUKE
    Nothing to concern you.
    He smiles at her, kisses her.
    GEORGIANA
    Wait, William. I don't understand...
    DUKE
    What is there to understand?
    GEORGIANA is lost for words.
    DUKE
    You look very beautiful tonight. Fascinating fabric. Is this dress your design?
    GEORGIANA
    Yes it is. Thank you.
    DUKE
    Then allow me to appreciate it in more detail.
    The DUKE kisses her breasts and proceeds to remove her clothes. GEORGIANA, with a desire to do the right thing, acquiesces. CUT TO:

EXT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - AFTERNOON - EST
    Time has passed. Months. The season has changed from summer to autumn, with wind in the trees and leaves on the ground, which workmen are busy collecting. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - DINING ROOM - DAY
    GEORGIANA and the DUKE sit together in a gigantic dining room at a very long table. In the corner a musician quietly plays the harpsichord providing a low background ambience. SERVANTS discreetly serving food and wine. GEORGIANA and the DUKE eat in silence. After a few moments BURLEIGH emerges to whisper something into the ear of the DUKE. He understands the message and nods.
    THE DUKE
    Send them in...
    BURLEIGH exits. GEORGIANA looks at him.
    GEORGIANA
    (Lighting up)
    Are we having company? Is it Fox?
    The DUKE chews his food and swallows before he replies.
    THE DUKE
    Don't you think this mutton has a funny taste?
    GEORGIANA
    Not really, no...
    THE DUKE
    Well, I do...
    HEATON enters with a NANNY holding a little three-year-old girl, CHARLOTTE, by the hand. The girl is very nervous. The DUKE looks at them, then at GEORGIANA.
    THE DUKE
    This is Charlotte. She will be staying with us.
    GEORGIANA looks at the little girl who remains absolutely still. Then she looks at the DUKE.
    GEORGIANA
    Why...?
    The DUKE signals to the BUTLER that they can leave the room, upon which the BUTLER leads the NANNY and Charlotte out.
    THE DUKE
    Because her mother is dead. She has no other place to go.
    GEORGIANA looks in disbelief at the DUKE. The penny drops:
    GEORGIANA
    Have you fathered that child?
    THE DUKE
    It's only a little girl, Georgiana, hardly the end of the world.
    The DUKE sends a suspicious look at the mutton before him. He looks up again, only to find that GEORGIANA is still staring at him. He takes a tiny bite of the mutton, examining its taste as if he suspected poison, during which he continues:
    GEORGIANA
    I am pregnant with your child. Surely you are not expecting me to look after her?
    THE DUKE
    We have a house full of vacant rooms, G. She need not trouble you. As a matter of fact, she may even be of use; you can practice your motherhood on her...
    (gesturing at her stomach)
    ...until our son arrives.
    GEORGIANA hands move protectively toward her stomach to reveal she is midway through pregnancy. She looks at him, silently furious and hurt.
    THE DUKE
    This certainly doesn't taste like normal mutton. I am sure something is the matter with it.
    The DUKE pushes his plate away and smiles at her. A SERVANT immediately steps forward to take the plate away. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - CORRIDOR - EARLY EVENING
    GEORGIANA walking past, pauses outside the room in which the nanny is putting CHARLOTTE to bed for the night. She hears sobbing coming from inside. GEORGIANA is moved by this but steals herself against the painful sound and walks off. After a few paces she stops. CUT TO:

24A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - CHILDREN'S ROOM - EARLY EVENING 24A
    The little girl is lying on the bed, the NANNY trying to comfort her.
    GEORGIANA (O.S.)
    Would you leave us, please.
    NANNY
    Your Grace, I didn't see you.
    The NANNY looks nervously at GEORGIANA, not knowing whether she ought to leave.
    GEORGIANA
    ...leave us, please...
    The NANNY scurries out of the room. GEORGIANA sits down on CHARLOTTE's bed. CHARLOTTE is hiding her face, still sobbing. She reaches for her doll, as if it was threatened by GEORGIANA's presence and she means to rescue it.
    GEORGIANA
    (Softly)
    I am Georgiana. What's your name?
    CHARLOTTE makes no reply. GEORGIANA smiles at her. She can see that she is trembling and gently puts her hand on her shoulder to calm her.
    GEORGIANA
    Shh, there now, you are safe here ...so what do you call your doll?
    No answer.
    GEORGIANA
    Surely, it must have a name. Every doll must have a name.
    CHARLOTTE stares at her in silence.
    GEORGIANA
    Let us make a deal, then. Tonight you decide on a name for your doll. You may choose between any in the whole wide world, and then, in the morning, you tell me which one you've picked.
    Charlotte nods slowly. GEORGIANA rises and turns to leave.
    CHARLOTTE (O.S.)
    Alice.
    GEORGIANA turns back to Charlotte and smiles.
    GEORGIANA
    Good night then Alice. And good night Charlotte.
    CUT TO:

EXT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. COURTYARD - WINTER EVENING
    It's snowing outside and GUESTS arrive in fur coats. CUT TO:

25A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL - WINTER EVENING 25A
    MUSICIANS are playing in the foyer. GEORGIANA - dressed amazingly - receives people with smiles, and poses as a newspaper sketcher draws her from the corner of the hall. Her belly is gigantic - she is in the very last stage of pregnancy. FOX arrives with the flushed and flashy RICHARD SHERIDAN. He looks at her.
    SHERIDAN
    An inch more, and I do believe your Grace will explode.
    FOX
    Sheridan certainly knows how to pay a compliment.
    GEORGIANA smiles.
    GEORGIANA
    There are still a few more weeks to wait.
    FOX
    A huge belly has never been more becoming on anyone.
    SHERIDAN
    And Fox here offers an expert opinion, seeing, as he does, a giant belly every time he passes a mirror.
    GEORGIANA smiles. SHERIDAN leans against FOX in affected confidentiality.
    SHERIDAN
    If your belly were on a woman, we'd all know what to think.
    FOX leans against SHERIDAN in imitation of his act.
    FOX
    My dear Sheridan, less than an hour ago, my belly was on a woman - so now what do you think?
    GEORGIANA delights in the risky repartee.
    GEORGIANA
    That will teach you to insult Mr Fox before the gaming has begun.
    CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - RED ROOM - LATER
    The ballroom has been converted into a gaming area with a series of round card tables and is full of GAMBLERS. It has a decadent, opulent and smoky atmosphere. The DUKE is at one table while GEORGIANA sits at another with SHERIDAN to one side and FOX to the other. The conversation runs fast and easy.
    DEALER
    Her Grace wins again.
    GEORGIANA pulls in her chips.
    DEALER
    Another wager?
    SHERIDAN
    I'm out. My funds have run dry and I've no one left to borrow from.
    FOX
    Maybe it would be different if people thought you had the slightest intention of paying them back?
    SHERIDAN
    One should never give money to one's creditors, dear boy. It only encourages them.
    GEORGIANA
    Is there no one in London not in debt?
    SHERIDAN
    Just the poor.
    They all laugh loudly. Suddenly GEORGIANA stiffens as she feels a sharp pain. She gasps and looks at them in alarm.
    SHERIDAN
    Are you all right?
    GEORGIANA
    Yes...
    She doesn't look convinced. Another dart of pain. GEORGIANA is in anguish.
    GEORGIANA
    I would like to...
    Another shooting pain. By now, FOX, SHERIDAN, and several of the other guests have jumped to their feet to help her out. The DUKE notices the turmoil from his table.
    DUKE
    Are those labour pains? My wife is in labour!
    The DUKE now raises his glass and addresses the guests. He looks genuinely excited.
    DUKE
    I think this calls for a toast. I may have an heir before the night is out.
    He toasts. EVERYBODY joins in the toast and some cheer, save those who are helping GEORGIANA out of the room. The last image is of the DUKE, happy and proud. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL - A FEW DAYS LATER
    The house is quiet. LADY SPENCER hurries inside. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. BALLROOM - DAY
    LADY SPENCER steps into the room, still dressed in her cape. A SERVANT follows her and receives her cape. She is surprised by the sight in front of her: the DUKE is throwing a ball to exercise his dogs who scamper around the ballroom.
    LADY SPENCER
    Your Grace -
    THE DUKE
    I'm in no mood for conversation, I'm afraid.
    LADY SPENCER
    But, pray tell, is my daughter -
    THE DUKE
    Is your daughter at all able to give me a son?
    Beat, as LADY SPENCER takes in the situation and quickly contemplates her response.
    LADY SPENCER
    Take heart, your Grace. As long as the mother is in good health, consider this mishap a draft, a promise of what is soon to come. In our family -
    THE DUKE
    Yes, yes -
    LADY SPENCER stops as the DUKE waves her away, in a gesture which roughly signals that the DUKE appreciates her efforts to comfort him, but is too troubled to talk. LADY SPENCER smiles politely and leaves.
    THE DUKE
    (muttering)
    Hell and damnation ...
    The DUKE throws the ball deep into the room, his dogs racing to retrieve it. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - BLUE ROOM - DAY
    GEORGIANA is sitting by the cot, totally engrossed with her new baby, stroking its arm, staring at its face. A wind up MUSIC BOX is playing nearby. LADY SPENCER enters the room. Georgiana looks up and smiles.
    LADY SPENCER
    Darling, how are you?
    GEORGIANA
    Quite well.
    LADY SPENCER sends her a warm smile and steps up to look at the baby sleeping in GEORGIANA's arms.
    LADY SPENCER
    ...and is she strong and healthy?
    GEORGIANA nods and smiles.
    GEORGIANA
    She is perfect.
    LADY SPENCER smiles and looks at the girl.
    LADY SPENCER
    She is her mother's likeness...
    GEORGIANA smiles as she looks down at the baby with her mother. Then her mind shifts, and her expression becomes darker. There is an edge to her tone.
    GEORGIANA
    Did William receive you?
    LADY SPENCER
    Yes.
    GEORGIANA
    Was he upset that it wasn't a son? He just glanced at her briefly and left. I've hardly seen him since.
    LADY SPENCER
    It's been a difficult time for His Grace, my dear. Many eyes are upon him, not all of them kind.
    LADY SPENCER senses the tension and looks back at the baby, keen to change the subject.
    LADY SPENCER
    Why, she's the loveliest...
    The baby starts to wake up, hungry and crying.
    LADY SPENCER
    Nurse...
    Lady Spencer gestures to the WET NURSE to come forward which she does, unbuttoning her shirt to feed.
    GEORGIANA
    (Firmly)
    No, I will do it, thank you.
    The wet nurse looks to Lady Spencer.
    LADY SPENCER
    Darling, are you sure...?
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, I am her mother after all. Even if she is only a girl.
    Georgiana is already starting to feed her hungry baby from her breast, a picture of earthy motherhood in stark contrast to the pomp of her surroundings. LADY SPENCER looks over at this headstrong young woman, not a little bit worried. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED

32A EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DAY 32A
    A very wide shot of the empty English countryside, with the train of GILT COACHES mid-frame, glinting in the sunshine. TWO MORE COACHES follow, laden with STAFF and LUGGAGE. CUT TO:

I/E. GILT COACHES. DAY - EARLY SUMMER
    Close up on the face of a three year old girl, HARRYO, sitting in a GILT COACH. HARRYO sits next to CHARLOTTE, now aged 10, and G (4). GEORGIANA - now four years older - sits opposite. She is sketching dress designs while the children play with cards. In the second COACH the DUKE sits alone and in silence - bar his dogs - staring out of the windows at the passing countryside. A newspaper sits besides him with a story about Georgiana on the front page. He has also aged four years. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED

EXT. THE TOWN OF BATH - DAY
    The COACHES go past the Royal Crescent. On the grass in the foreground lots of people are strolling, having picnics, children play. CUT TO: 36A OMITTED 36A

EXT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. DAY - LATER
    THE FIRST COACH stops in front of a MASSIVE VILLA. SERVANTS jump down to open the door of the COACH. CUT TO:

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. FOYER - DAY
    The FOYER alone is fabulous, spacious, sparkling. The DUKE surveys the place. Finally he sighs, as if it's a bad motel.
    DUKE
    Well. It'll have to do. It's only for a month.
    The DUKE goes o.s. GEORGIANA enters, accompanied by the children, and soon after by SERVANTS carrying masses of luggage: suitcases, hatboxes, shoeboxes etc. LITTLE G watches them go past.
    LITTLE G
    If we're only here for a month, Mama, why do you have so many cases?
    GEORGIANA
    (Smiling, ironic)
    A lady needs a change of clothes, my darling.
    LITTLE G smile back.
    GEORGIANA
    Now, who will get the best bedroom?
    GEORGIANA looks to her CHILDREN. They run into the house full of excitement and energy, with their mother hot on their heels. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED

INT. BATH ASSEMBLY ROOMS. NIGHT
    There's a massive ball inside, all guests in formal clothes. Leading Whig JAMES HARE addresses the crowd from the balcony.
    JAMES HARE
    It is always a delight, when one is on holiday, to request a few words of wisdom. So without further ado it is a great honour to hand over to our most distinguished guest...
    We see the faces of the DUKE and GEORGIANA standing in the darkness of the wings behind HARE. Who is he referring to?
    JAMES HARE
    When she appears, every eye is turned towards her; when absent, she is the subject of universal conversation; and what we see her wearing tonight, I look forward to seeing the rest of you wearing tomorrow...
    The DUKE's face seems to sink.
    JAMES HARE
    ...the Empress of Fashion herself ...The Duchess of Devonshire.
    The CROWD applaud loudly. GEORGIANA enters, accompanied by the DUKE. There's a hushed 'wow' as everyone takes in her extraordinary appearance: she wears a HUGE, THREE FOOT ADORNED WIG with OSTRICH FEATHERS inserted into it. She beams at the crowd, the total centre of attention. The DUKE looks uncomfortable next to her.
    GEORGIANA
    We come away to Bath to get away from London and all of London has come away to Bath.
    EVERYONE laughs. The DUKE forces a smile.
    GEORGIANA
    I always appreciate the Honourable Mr Hares' introductions. He has a jeweller's wit;
    GEORGIANA
    whenever he turns a phrase, one finds another facet.
    There are chuckles from the CROWD. GEORGIANA, looking confident, strokes the feather in her hair.
    GEORGIANA
    And as he suggests, somebody did indeed ask me earlier what kind of feather it is I'm wearing. Well, only two specimens of this rare bird are known to man. One of them has clearly ended up on top of my head. The other, rumour has it, is running for office in the Tory party.
    There is great laughter. GEORGIANA looks to the side of the room and sees that the DUKE has caught the eye of a young blushing BEAUTY. She smiles at him. CUT TO:

INT. BATH ASSEMBLY ROOMS. NIGHT - LATER
    HIGH TEMPO MUSIC is being played by some MUSICIANS. Many people are dancing energetically on the floor - especially GEORGIANA who is in the middle of a group of admirers: on a high and basking in the attention. GEORGIANA is an expert dancer, moving from one male partner to the next. The CAMERA follows the feather on her head standing high over everyone as she twirls around the room, like a sharks fin jutting out above the water line. All eyes are upon her: COURT REPORTERS in the corner try to sketch it; men look on from the sides with barely disguised sexual interest; women look at her dress, the feather, and then their husbands' reactions. The DUKE, however, stands at the side, pretending only to be half-watching. GEORGIANA is spurred on by his indifference, and as the dancing progresses, she begins to show off and flirt in inverse proportion to it. GEORGIANA then loses herself in the dancing until...She glances up to see the DUKE talking to another prey - a beautiful young woman in a dark dress, BESS FOSTER. GEORGIANA now sees BESS evidently rejecting the ducal overtures and leaving the room. Rejection is a new experience for the DUKE, and he is appropriately taken aback, as is GEORGIANA. The DUKE's eyes stay on BESS as she leaves into the next room. GEORGIANA stops dancing.
    GEORGIANA
    (To her partner)
    Excuse me...
    GEORGIANA turns and walks away from the DANCERS. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. BATH ASSEMBLY ROOMS. OCTAGON ROOM. NIGHT - LATER
    BESS is helping herself to some food from the sideboard. She is about to take a bite of a tart when she sees GEORGIANA, staring.
    GEORGIANA
    I don't believe we have been formally introduced?
    BESS
    I haven't, at any rate. Lady Elizabeth Foster.
    They greet each other.
    GEORGIANA
    I saw you talking with my husband.
    GEORGIANA looks at BESS in a levelled way. BESS returns the look.
    BESS
    Yes, he wished to dance.
    GEORGIANA
    That is not usually considered his forte. And you declined?
    BESS
    I'm ill at ease with male company for the moment.
    GEORGIANA smiles. BESS smiles back at her. GEORGIANA looks at BESS, sizing up this beautiful girl with great interest. Beat.
    GEORGIANA
    What brings you to Bath?
    BESS takes a moment to consider how she will answer this.
    BESS
    My husband, Mr. Foster, is enjoying his mistress in Bournemouth, and I wanted some diversion. And you?
    GEORGIANA
    (hedges)
    The Duke is taking the waters for his gout...
    Beat. BESS looks as if to say, 'carry on'.
    GEORGIANA
    ...and I...for my health.
    BESS is upset that GEORGIANA has not rewarded her honesty with similar directness.
    BESS
    Really?
    (imitating gossip)
    "The Duchess of D., married how- many-years and still no son and heir."
    GEORGIANA is taken aback, hurt. BESS immediately realises and regrets what she's said.
    BESS
    I beg your pardon. That was an awful thing to say.
    GEORGIANA
    But it is the truth, at least.
    They look at each other. Something passes between them. GEORGIANA lowers her voice in a conspiratorial way. It's almost as if they are flirting with each other.
    GEORGIANA
    Although I had hoped to avoid being reminded of that. If only for this evening.
    BESS
    Trust me to say something silly. I always do, you know.
    GEORGIANA
    Then perhaps you should have accepted the Duke's invitation. You have much in common.
    BESS does not know if she is allowed to laugh. She looks at GEORGIANA and smiles. Then they both laugh. There is a real connection here, two lost people who have found each other. The DUKE enters the room.
    DUKE
    Well... Home, I think. Georgiana.
    GEORGIANA and BESS look at him as he leaves. Then GEORGIANA gets up.
    GEORGIANA
    Where are you staying?
    BESS
    I've rented some rooms in town.
    GEORGIANA
    We must meet again.
    BESS
    We must.
    CUT TO:

EXT. THE DUKE'S CARRIAGE. ROYAL CRESCENT - DAWN - LATER
    The DUKE's carriage trundles down the Royal Crescent. CUT TO:

45A INT. THE DUKE'S CARRIAGE - DUSK - LATER 45A
    The DUKE sits on the seat. GEORGIANA, however, has to sit on the floor to make room for the ostrich feather that's still on top of her head. They are not looking at each other and the strain of their relationship shows on them both. We remain on GEORGIANA's face as the bright sounds of young children's voices fade up until we... CUT TO: OMITTED

EXT. BATH PARK - DAY
    GEORGIANA, a NANNY flanking her, is playing chase and running races with her children in the sunshine. It's free and easy and everyone is laughing and having a good time. GEORGIANA steps back to watch the three girls run off and gets her breath back. HARRYO runs and falls. GEORGIANA runs up to comfort her. HARRYO runs off again and GEORGIANA watches her go.
    BESS (O.S.)
    Up and fall down, up and fall down.
    GEORGIANA turns to see BESS standing behind her.
    BESS
    Why can't we recover like that?
    GEORGIANA
    Too far to fall now.
    They smile.
    GEORGIANA
    Hello again.
    BESS
    Hello. \[Beat\] Your girls are lovely.
    GEORGIANA
    Thank you. Do you have any children?
    BESS
    I do. Three boys...
    GEORGIANA
    Three boys ... What the Duke wouldn't give for one of them.
    BESS smiles.
    BESS
    She looks least like you, your eldest.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes. (Makes a decision) I'm sure you know the story.
    GEORGIANA looks at BESS. BESS does, but she doesn't speak.
    GEORGIANA
    My husband's daughter was born before we married. The mother was a maid. The maid died; we took the child.
    BESS
    I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken.
    GEORGIANA
    Never mind. It's the worst kept secret in London. She's nine years old now.
    BESS
    And...do you love her?
    GEORGIANA
    Of course I do. The same as all my children. They are the world to me.
    BESS smiles, but behind it her own pain shows through. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED

49A INT. BATH. PRIVATE BATHS. DAY - LATER 49A
    GEORGIANA and BESS come out onto a balcony with tables, benches and chairs. Below and beyond it is a manicured garden with people strolling, pushing wheelchairs etc. It has the feel of an upmarket sanatorium. GEORGIANA walks to a small drinking fountain and stops to sip a cup of hot liquid. BESS takes a sniff and recoils.
    GEORGIANA
    Thermal water. It's the sulphur that makes it smell so bad.
    BESS
    And you really have to drink it?
    GEORGIANA
    Twice a day for four weeks.
    BESS
    Do you have any reason to believe you cannot birth a male?
    GEORGIANA
    No. Except four miscarriages, two still births - both of which were sons - and two girls …
    BESS feels for her, and smiles supportively. They make their way to a table and sit down. BESS looks around them - people are stealing sneaky glances over at GEORGIANA.
    BESS
    Everybody's staring at you...
    GEORGIANA smiles at her cheekiness. BESS turns right around to look in the direction of a couple staring at GEORGIANA. As she does so GEORGIANA is able to see a DARK BRUISE on BESS'S NECK. GEORGIANA is shocked, and her hand instinctively reaches out to touch her.
    GEORGIANA
    What's that on your neck?
    BESS is taken off guard. She looks a little vulnerable.
    GEORGIANA
    Bess...?
    BESS looks evenly at Georgiana, as if trying to decide to tell her something.
    BESS
    It's not illegal for a man to beat his wife with a stick unless the stick is thicker than your thumb.
    GEORGIANA is speechless.
    GEORGIANA
    Mr Foster? But - he can't do that...
    BESS
    Considering what else he's done to me, that's not the worst...
    GEORGIANA
    What could possibly be worse...?
    BESS
    He's taken my children. He won't let me see them.
    GEORGIANA
    What do you propose to do?
    BESS
    Really, I'm at my wits' end. I have made some sort of alliance with a man who will assist me in abducting them. What I'll do when he does, I don't know. Live under an assumed name, I suppose. The law supports Mr. Foster.
    GEORGIANA is lost in the horror of BESS's situation.
    GEORGIANA
    And in the meantime, where shall you stay?
    BESS
    Continue lodging I suppose, until my money runs out.
    GEORGIANA
    Well, there at least, I think I can help.
    GEORGIANA reaches out to take another drink of water. CUT TO:

EXT. DINING ROOM. BATH VILLA - NIGHT
    The DUKE - continuing the previous scene's action - picks up a glass and drinks. Georgiana, Bess and the Duke eat. Georgiana and Bess exchange secret glances.
    GEORGIANA
    William? We leave tomorrow. And Lady Elizabeth is not due to meet her parents on the continent for some time. And she hardly visits London at all.
    DUKE
    Ah. Pity that.
    GEORGIANA
    You see she doesn't have a place to stay.
    DUKE
    Oh dear, problem there.
    BESS and GEORGIANA hold their breath. The DUKE glances up.
    DUKE
    Well why doesn't she stay with us? For a while at least.
    Georgiana and Bess grin like schoolgirls. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. CORRIDORS - DAY
    GEORGIANA leads the way down the corridor. BESS follows, gazing at the house, marvelling at the grandiosity of it all. Unlike GEORGIANA's first arrival it feels informal, free, excited.
    BESS
    This is incredible ...
    GEORGIANA, tickled to have BESS with her, takes her arm.
    GEORGIANA
    (Ironically)
    Yes. There's the castle in Ireland, Bolton Abbey, Chiswick, Burlington - and Chatsworth, of course, which is much bigger - but this is more like home.
    BESS laughs. GEORGIANA leads her through more rooms. GEORGIANA opens a door to reveal a beautiful bedroom with adjacent dressing area. BESS is suitably impressed. They laugh and hug each other close.
    GEORGIANA
    I am so glad you are here.
    (Devilish)
    I have arranged a wonderful start to the season.
    CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. DRURY LANE THEATER - NIGHT
    It's OPENING NIGHT. A HUGE CRUSH of SOCIAL TYPES are in the theatre. Many of the women have their hair piled high with an ostrich feather in it. They hold programmes that read 'School For Scandal' by Richard Sheridan. JOURNALISTS and CARTOONISTS sit off to the side, like paparazzi, sketching. We see glimpses of their renditions. In them, GEORGIANA's large wig looks even larger. ON STAGE the performance is in full flow: an argument between "Sir Peter Teazle" and "Lady Teazle." The actors are made-up and costumed to look suspiciously like GEORGIANA and The DUKE, and the set is a replica in miniature of the Devonshire House living room.
    ACTOR PLAYING SIR TEAZLE
    "Lady Teazle, Lady Teazle, I'll not bear it!"
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    "Sir Peter, Sir Peter, you may bear it or not as you please; but I ought to have my own way in everything."
    ACTOR PLAYING SIR TEAZLE
    "Lady Teazle, though my life may be made unhappy by your temper, I'll not be ruined by your extravagance."
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    "My extravagance! I'm sure I am not more extravagant than a woman of fashion ought to be."
    IN THEIR BOX the DUKE and GEORGIANA look on, stiff and very separate. BESS sits behind them. There's a very tense air: the DUKE is looking mortified while GEORGIANA seems to know exactly what's going on. She looks down at SHERIDAN sitting in the front row, who looks back equally knowingly, and winks at him.
    ACTOR PLAYING SIR PETER
    "May all the plagues of marriage be doubled on me, if ever I try to be friends with you any more!"
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    "So much the better"
    ACTOR PLAYING SIR PETER
    "No, no madam.: 'tis evident you never cared a pin for me, and I was a madman to marry you."
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    "And I am sure I was a fool to marry you - an old dangling bachelor...
    The camera moves into the DUKE. He endures the humiliation with a straight face but his insides are in knots.
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    ...who was single at fifty, only because he never could meet with anyone who could have him."
    The audience LAUGH LOUDLY and look up to where the DUKE and GEORGIANA are sitting. The DUKE grips his seat.
    ACTOR PLAYING SIR TEAZLE
    Very well, madam! Very well! A separate maintenance as soon as you please. Yes, madam, or a divorce!"
    ACTRESS PLAYING LADY TEAZLE
    (Triumphant)
    "Agreed! Agreed!"
    The audience laugh and cheer. Amid the noise, GEORGIANA looks across the theatre to see the reaction. She sees a handsome YOUNG MAN in his 20s. She looks back to the stage, but the YOUNG MAN remains gazing at her. She looks back, realising who it is - CHARLES GREY. Unlike the crowd, he is not laughing at all. CUT TO:

INT. DRURY LANE THEATRE - NIGHT - LATER
    After the show: close up on champagne cork popping and champagne poured into glasses. The DUKE is skulking around the edge of the crowd. GEORGIANA and BESS meet with FOX.
    GEORGIANA
    Bess. This is Mr. Fox. The Leader of the Opposition. Mr Fox, Lady Elizabeth Foster.
    BESS is impressed. They nod at each other. CHARLES GREY approaches from behind FOX.
    FOX
    Ah. And here is my protegee, Charles Grey.
    BESS nods to both the men
    GEORGIANA
    Mr Grey.
    GREY
    Your Grace.
    FOX
    He's our newest bright young man - scarcely out of Cambridge and already a member of Parliament.
    GEORGIANA can't take her eyes off him. He looks at her too. BESS notices this and quickly starts a conversation with FOX, leaving GEORGIANA to talk to GREY alone.
    GEORGIANA
    I always felt you would do well, Mr Grey.
    GREY
    Thank you.
    GEORGIANA
    Did you enjoy the play?
    GREY is uneasy, but still looks GEORGIANA straight in the eye as he replies.
    GREY
    I must confess I did not entirely.
    GEORGIANA is surprised.
    GEORGIANA
    I hope you haven't lost your sense of humour since entering politics...
    GREY
    Not that I am aware.
    GEORGIANA
    Then you do realise 'School For Scandal' is written as a comedy?
    GREY
    Yes...although from where I sat it read as a tragedy.
    GEORGIANA is troubled. GREY's unexpected comments affect her deeply. Just then SHERIDAN approaches with open arms.
    SHERIDAN
    Your Grace! How we've missed you! In your absence London has been reduced to the dreariest province!
    GEORGIANA smiles. She breaks her eyes from GREY'S and shakily resumes her usually effortless social persona.
    GEORGIANA
    And this, of course, is the playwright, Mr. Sheridan. May I present the Lady Elizabeth.
    SHERIDAN greets BESS. Then, with an apologetic mien at the others, he pulls GEORGIANA away.
    SHERIDAN
    Pardon us. I do not mean to be rude, but I have an entire cast dying to meet the Duchess. I shall return her in a moment, promise.
    SHERIDAN and GEORGIANA leave. BESS watches GREY as GREY watches them go. She looks to the DUKE, who has found some consolation in the form of a gauche young GIRL. CUT TO:

INT. DRURY LANE THEATRE - NIGHT - LATER
    GEORGIANA throws a look back to GREY, then SHERIDAN presents her to a lined-up CAST, who all curtsy and bow.
    GEORGIANA
    Were we fair on the Duke?
    SHERIDAN
    It could have been worse. (Whispers to her) My original title was "The Bad Marriage."
    SHERIDAN smiles. GEORGIANA does not. A SERVANT enters with a tray of drinks. Everybody helps themselves to one. SHERIDAN produces a bottle of opium.
    SHERIDAN
    Opium?
    GEORGIANA
    Just a drop...
    SHERIDAN pours opium in their drinks. A few of the actors and actresses have a drop too. GREY takes this in as he watches the DUKE and then GEORGIANA. GEORGIANA turns and looks at him. For an extra beat. CUT TO: CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
    BESS and GEORGIANA are in nightclothes, sprawled across each other on the bed. They are intimate and relaxed, like two teenage girls after a night's clubbing.
    GEORGIANA
    Were you at all able to forget things and enjoy yourself?
    BESS
    It was a wonderful distraction, thank you.
    GEORGIANA
    Good.
    BESS
    I talked all night to Mister Grey...
    GEORGIANA
    Oh yes?
    BESS
    He is in love with you.
    GEORGIANA laughs.
    GEORGIANA
    My dear Bess. No he's not. In fact I fear the very opposite.
    GEORGIANA looks at her, thinks. BESS smiles.
    BESS
    Can't you tell by the way he looks at you? Honestly, can't you tell?
    GEORGIANA
    Stop it, please.
    BESS
    Georgiana. Procreation is not just about offspring. In fact, it can be quite nice.
    GEORGIANA
    (laughs uncertainly, lies)
    Yes, I know...
    BESS
    Try to close your eyes ... and envision Grey slowly opening your dress ... and kissing your back.
    GEORGIANA starts to giggle.
    GEORGIANA
    Oh, please, they never do such things...
    BESS
    Oh yes they do.
    BESS gets up and lies behind GEORGIANA. GEORGIANA looks a little nervous about this.
    BESS
    Close your eyes...Grey is behind you....slowly opening your dress...
    BESS pulls back part of GEORGIANA's clothing to reveal her shoulder. BESS begins to kiss it.
    GEORGIANA
    Bess, stop.
    BESS
    (Firmly)
    ...close your eyes....kissing your back...
    GEORGIANA relents and closes her eyes. BESS continues to kiss her back. Suddenly GEORGIANA goes silent, a look of real surprise on her face: she is experiencing sensations she never knew even existed. Bess continues, soft but in charge, as they both allow themselves to become lost in the erotically charged moment: GEORGIANA lets out little gasps of pleasure... BESS pushes it further... Her hands explore under GEORGIANA'S nightclothes... Over her breasts... The tops of her legs... GEORGIANA gasps again, a realisation that parts of her body could give such pleasure... BESS tugs GEORGIANA'S hair back a little... Her hands reach further... GEORGIANA closes her eyes...
    BESS
    (Whispers)
    There...see...
    BESS stops what she's doing. Beat. They both breathe heavily, the sexual tension and arousal hanging heavy in the air. They are a little embarrassed, scared even of what might happen if they carried on, and for a moment it seems that is what they might well do... But BESS gets up and walks to the window as GEORGIANA readjusts her clothes. They regain composure and try to carry on as if nothing has really happened.
    BESS
    In the play this evening, there was a scene in which Lady Teazle and Mr. Surface discuss their affair. They acknowledge that once a lady of quality has provided her husband with a son then she may take a lover.
    GEORGIANA takes it in.
    BESS
    Be ready, dear G, when the time comes.
    GEORGIANA lies back on the bed, eyes wide open, thinking. This image is held as the sound of a haunting operatic voice - accompanied by harpsichord - starts over it and carries us into the next scene. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED

EXT. CHATSWORTH. FORMAL GARDENS - DAY
    We are in the grounds of a huge country house and its estate. SWARMS of COUNTRY PEOPLE, MEN on HORSES and TENANTS are present, with others arriving all the time. Massive amounts of food are laid out on trestle tables with a tent for the gentry on the other side. The singing and harpsichord continue, and we find that AN OPERA singer and HARPSICHORD perform to a grand outdoor picnic. We see the DUKE and BESS standing together. FOX and GREY are at the rear of the audience, looking on. GEORGIANA is with her children, working her way through the ORDINARY PEOPLE and TENANTS, making them feel welcome. They respond with reverence. She walks up to LADY SPENCER and embraces her.
    GEORGIANA
    Hello Mama.
    LADY SPENCER
    (Coolly)
    Hello my dear.
    BESS comes over too.
    BESS
    We're so glad you were able to visit, Lady Spencer.
    LADY SPENCER looks hurt.
    LADY SPENCER
    Are 'we' really?
    BESS
    Yes, G speaks of you all the time.
    LADY SPENCER
    Well that is nice to hear. My daughter's letters have become so short of late that finally they do not exist at all.
    GEORGIANA
    I do apologise Mama. It is merely a reflection of my current state of happiness...
    LADY SPENCER
    (Cutting across)
    I only know what she is up to by reading the Morning Post.
    GEORGIANA is stung by this. The DUKE wanders up behind, surveying the scene.
    LADY SPENCER
    And how long do you intend to stay on Lady Elizabeth?
    BESS
    Please, 'Bess'. I don't know. I'm sure I've worn out my welcome already.
    GEORGIANA
    Nonsense.
    DUKE
    Lady Elizabeth is free to stay with us for as long as she likes.
    LADY SPENCER is left open-mouthed, a little alarmed at how close they all seem. The music has stopped and everyone turn and politely applaud the musicians. FOX and some WHIGS come forward. GEORGIANA turns and smiles broadly at them.
    GEORGIANA
    Who let these radicals through the gates of Chatsworth?
    FOX
    No one lets us in anywhere! That's why we're radicals!
    CUT TO:

EXT. FORMAL GARDENS. DAY - LATER
    The DUKE performs his duty talking with the important people in the tent: other aristocrats, politicians and wealthy businessmen. FOX, SHERIDAN and GREY are here too. GEORGIANA is opposite, amongst the ORDINARY PEOPLE, where she is carrying food to their tables and making sure they are being well looked after.
    GREY (O.S.)
    What a fine spread.
    GEORGIANA turns to see GREY behind her, coming over from the tent.
    GEORGIANA
    Thank you. We do our best.
    GEORGIANA starts to walk through the tables with a plate of food. He follows.
    GREY
    We? From what I hear you run these open days single-handedly.
    GEORGIANA
    Well, the Duke does find inviting all and sundry to the house a little... testing. But it's only once a week.
    GREY
    The Duke would prefer his tenants to starve?
    GEORGIANA
    It is his property.
    GREY
    Then he must surely embrace the responsibilities that come with it. Or perhaps His Grace would prefer instead to be divested of such troublesome possessions.
    GEORGIANA
    (Provocatively)
    What an interesting idea.
    GREY, encouraged by her double meaning, continues.
    GREY
    You know, I despise the fact that so few men can have such precious things - and that they mismanage them so appallingly.
    GEORGIANA smiles at him. She knows he is talking about her.
    GEORGIANA
    And what would you suggest?
    He returns her smile, remembering the exchange from years ago.
    GREY
    That people should be set free.
    GEORGIANA
    And will freedom alone make them happy?
    GREY
    The point is not to make people happy. The point is to make them free, so they can pursue their own idea of happiness...whatever that may be.
    GEORGIANA looks impressed. She realizes how close they're standing, and in full view of the PEOPLE. She moves away a few feet.
    GEORGIANA
    I must get another plate..
    GEORGIANA walks off. GREY watches her go, happy in the knowledge he has made an impact. He starts back toward FOX and SHERIDAN. CUT TO:

EXT. CHATSWORTH. FORMAL GARDENS. DAY - LATER
    It is toward the end of the day. The sun is casting long shadows on the lawn as the picnic is being packed up. GEORGIANA leans against a low wall, sipping a cordial, all the while watching GREY in conversation with some men. BESS approaches GEORGIANA.
    BESS
    Whatever is the matter with you? Your behaviour is so out of the ordinary.
    GEORGIANA
    I just feel like keeping to myself today...
    BESS sits down beside her, leaning close and intimate. They look at the men, GREY at the centre, then look at each other. BESS smiles broadly. GEORGIANA blushes. BESS digs GEORGIANA playfully and gently in the ribs. They giggle like schoolgirls. GEORGIANA looks up to see LADY SPENCER is watching, a disapproving expression on her face. CUT TO:

INT. PAINTED HALL. CHATSWORTH - LONG AFTER DINNER.
    LADY SPENCER and GEORGIANA are walking through. Other GUESTS mill around.
    LADY SPENCER
    (Hushed)
    But you have only known her three months!
    GEORGIANA
    Bess is my friend! She is the very best of women.
    LADY SPENCER
    She seems to be many things, but I would be hard pushed to say she were that.
    GEORGIANA
    It may pain you to recognise it Mama, but a great change has come over my life and its name is Lady Elizabeth Foster...about whom it can be truly said I have at long last found my other self.
    LADY SPENCER's pulse races. She wants to interject.
    GEORGIANA
    I understand if that may make you feel a little jealous.
    LADY SPENCER stops.
    LADY SPENCER
    (Fierce whisper)
    This is a dangerous path to choose my girl.
    GEORGIANA
    I am not a girl, mother, I am the Duchess of Devonshire. It would serve you well to remember that.
    LADY SPENCER
    Yes, and you have begun to cavort so constantly in public you cannot live for your own soul. It is no surprise you are gathering weeds instead of flowers.
    GEORGIANA is stunned, like a little girl cut dead by her mother for showing off. LADY SPENCER turns on her heels and walks off leaving GEORGIANA fuming inside. CUT TO:

64A INT. CHATSWORTH. SITTING ROOM - A LITTLE LATER 64A
    GEORGIANA, a rebellious look on her face, takes a drink from a BUTLER. She then heads toward GREY who is among a group of MEN. As he sees GEORGIANA he excuses himself from the conversation and meets her.
    GREY
    Your Grace...
    GEORGIANA
    Mr Grey, I have been thinking. The national election is in six weeks, yes? How is the campaign going?
    GREY
    Terribly. Our only hope is to save Westminster for Fox.
    GEORGIANA smiles. There's a mischievous sparkle in her eye.
    GEORGIANA
    I have many faults as you well know, not least among them is my ability to draw attention. Perhaps we could use that to our advantage...
    CUT TO: OMITTED

EXT. COVENT GARDEN HUSTINGS - DAY
    GEORGIANA stands on a platform dressed in the most outrageous costume yet, her hair piled three foot high above her head and decorated with Whig-coloured ribbons. In front is a HUGE CROWD noisy: a massive mix of people from drunks and prostitutes to lords and ladies. Banners proclaim WHIGS, VOTE FOX. JOURNALISTS mill around, scribbling into notebooks and sketching GEORGIANA. In the crowd, women are fanning themselves with fans bearing Georgiana's likeness. It's like a pop concert.
    GEORGIANA
    (Shouts to the crowd)
    Ladies and Gentlemen.
    GEORGIANA
    I give you a man who will inform us of the work we must do and the party we so believe in! Mister Charles Grey!
    APPLAUSE as GREY moves to take the stage. GEORGIANA and GREY exchange a look as he positions himself.
    GREY
    I am here in Westminster to speak on behalf of our candidate Sir Charles James Fox...
    APPLAUSE.
    GREY
    Well, I wish only to address a single issue. Power.
    GEORGIANA looks at GREY, clearly proud of him.
    GREY
    The basis of power in our country is land, as it has been for centuries. And the aristocracy owns nearly all of it...
    There are a few laughs from the CROWD.
    GREY
    ...along with all the places in the Government, control of the House of Commons, Ambassadors, Governors, Judges, and a host of other posts too numerous to mention. They maintain this influence by transferring their land intact, generation after generation. And in so doing continue to dominate English life.
    GREY stops to look at the faces of the PUBLIC looking back at him. They are with him.
    GREY
    So, if we win this election, if we get the power we seek, what will we do with it?
    GREY's listeners are quiet. GREY proceeds.
    GREY
    Will we merely follow in the footsteps of those that came before us? Master the art of compromise? Of postponing the greater good for the greater advantage? Will we do that?
    (Long pause)
    No. We won't. Because we believe in the words we've spoken...
    A few scattered 'hear hears' begin.
    GREY
    ...and we have faith in the hearts we've stirred.
    More 'HEAR HEARS'. GREY's rhetoric takes flight.
    GREY
    The world is on the brink of disaster or salvation. From France to America, men and women are struggling to free themselves and find meaning in their existence. Change is upon us.
    Loud calls of 'YES' and applause.
    GREY
    We shall not return to the old ways! We shall not shirk our promises and our duties! We shall take England into this brave new world and shake the thunder from the skies! This we vow!
    APPLAUSE. CHEERS. GEORGIANA gazes at GREY. GREY looks at her, flushed and excited. She blushes like mad. CUT TO:

I/E. COVENT GARDEN HUSTINGS. BACKSTAGE - A LITTLE LATER
    GREY stands alone. GEORGIANA approaches.
    GREY
    How did I do?
    GEORGIANA
    (Trying to hide her feelings)
    I think it was not an embarrassment.
    Grey's face crumbles in disappointment. GEORGIANA grins.
    GEORGIANA
    It was a marvel.
    GREY smiles. A big open, boyish smile of relief.
    GREY
    But did you agree with what I said?
    GEORGIANA
    Every word.
    GREY gains self-confidence. He approaches GEORGIANA.
    GREY
    I was nervous. Your presence trebled the numbers at least.
    GREY is now very close indeed. GEORGIANA feels the effect of it. She becomes short of breath. GREY speaks softly.
    GREY
    I am nervous even now...
    GEORGIANA knows that she ought to keep a distance, but remains where she is.
    GEORGIANA
    So am I.
    There is tension in the air. A POLITICIAN walks past them. They both acknowledge him as he goes. Then GEORGIANA stares at GREY, and moves a little closer.
    GEORGIANA
    Do you think of me when we are not together?
    GREY
    (surprised)
    You ought to know I do... of you more than anything else.
    GEORGIANA
    You hesitated before replying ...
    GREY
    I am unused to being asked so directly, and by you of all people.
    GREY walks close. He very gently puts his hand on hers. She looks down at his hand, then up at him, blushing a little.
    GREY
    (whispering)
    I think of you every day.
    They look lovingly at one another. GEORGIANA is just about to reward GREY's candour with a confession of her feelings when the sight of SERVANT approaching brings her to remember herself. She withdraws her hand.
    FOOTMAN
    Your carriage awaits Your Grace.
    GREY nods. GEORGIANA starts to leave, her eyes remaining on Grey until she turns a corner and is gone. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL - NIGHT
    GEORGIANA enters. Silence. She races across, the soles of her shoes echoing as she click-clacks across the vast space. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. CORRIDORS - NIGHT
    GEORGIANA makes her way quickly down the hall, her shoes still making that distinctive sound.
    GEORGIANA
    (Hushed whisper)
    Bess.
    As she approaches the door to BESS's room her pace slows - two servants are listening outside it. GEORGIANA is perplexed. When they see her they stand back looking awkward. GEORGIANA continues walking toward them.
    GEORGIANA
    What are you doing outside Lady Elizabeth's bedroom?
    The servants don't reply. GEORGIANA comes closer, then finally stops. Suddenly the noise of her shoes clicking on the floor is replaced by the muffled noise of BESS and the DUKE having sex: passionate, energetic, enjoyable. For several painful, humiliating and shocked moments GEORGIANA is paralyzed in front of the servants. Then GEORGIANA backs away down the hall and is off. CUT TO:

INT. THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - DAWN - HOURS LATER
    GEORGIANA'S hat sits on a table, the 'VOTE FOX' sign clearly visible on its side. GEORGIANA'S hand hangs down over a chair. THE DOOR opens and the DUKE enters, stealthily. The sun is just pouring GRAY LIGHT into the room. He closes the door very softly and then turns to see... GEORGIANA sitting on his bed. She looks ashen. They stare at each other. CUT TO: THE SAME. 5 MINUTES LATER. GEORGIANA paces. The DUKE sits on the bed, caught. It is difficult to see if he is actually ashamed, but he is listening patiently to GEORGIANA.
    GEORGIANA
    Of all the women in England, you had to throw yourself upon her. I have not objected once to any of your affairs, I have accepted whatever arrangement you have proposed, I have raised Charlotte as my own daughter, but this... I have one single thing of my own... why couldn't you let me keep Elizabeth for myself?
    CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - MORNING
    We see a worried BESS coming up the corridor outside GEORGIANA's bedroom to find out what all the noise is about.
    GEORGIANA (O.S./CONT'D))
    What kind of man are you?!
    CUT TO:

INT. THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
    GEORGIANA is raging at him.
    GEORGIANA
    She is all I have to cling to! She is my sole comfort in our marriage.
    The DUKE patiently hears her out. CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
    BESS's eyes are filled with tears.
    GEORGIANA (O.S./
    You have robbed me of my only friend!
    CUT TO:

INT. THE DUKE'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
    GEORGIANA pauses, nearly spent. Then she finally challenges the DUKE, more imploring than angry.
    GEORGIANA
    What is wrong with me? Why have you never loved me?!
    DUKE
    (simple, exhausted clarity)
    I do not claim to be a man of fine sensibility, G, but I have always known what I expect from this marriage and what I am prepared to give.
    GEORGIANA doesn't reply.
    DUKE
    As a husband, I have fulfilled my obligations. As a wife, you have not.
    GEORGIANA
    She has to go! Now! She is never to set foot in this house again!
    DUKE
    (Hackles rising)
    Do mind your temper, G. You are quite forgetting yourself.
    GEORGIANA
    I want her out! I never want to lay eyes on her again! Go down and tell her to leave at once!
    DUKE
    I couldn't ask her that. I won't do it, G.
    CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE THE BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
    The door swings open - BESS jumps aside - and GEORGIANA comes crashing out of the sitting room, furious. GEORGIANA storms down the hall, followed by BESS.
    BESS
    Georgiana--!
    GEORGIANA
    You have taken yourself from me! You don't love me!
    BESS
    I do love you. Really I do.
    GEORGIANA
    No! Love is an act! It is more than words and undying oaths! It's what you do! I loved you! You only said you did.
    BESS is stung. Her eyes fill with tears.
    GEORGIANA
    Leave. Get out of this house!
    BESS remains standing, reaches out for GEORGIANA.
    GEORGIANA
    (breaks down, cries out)
    Get out!!!
    BESS leaves the room. GEORGIANA sinks slowly to the floor, weeping, sobbing. CUT TO:

INT. ALTHORP. LIBRARY - DAY
    GEORGIANA sits, like a little girl, back at home. LADY SPENCER pours tea from a silver Samovar.
    LADY SPENCER
    I did not like her from the first.
    GEORGIANA
    You've made that quite clear, Mama.
    LADY SPENCER
    She is gone from Devonshire House, I hope.
    GEORGIANA looks away, ashamed. LADY SPENCER puts the Samovar down.
    LADY SPENCER
    They're living there together? Georgiana, what have you permitted to happen?
    GEORGIANA
    I don't know! Won't you please just help me! Tell me what to do, Mama!
    GEORGIANA hangs her head. LADY SPENCER surveys her daughter and the mess she's in. Her demeanor softens.
    LADY SPENCER
    You must write to your husband and insist he send her back to whatever horrid little place she came from.
    GEORGIANA
    He will not. It is out of the question, he says.
    LADY SPENCER
    Then you must return and resume your duties. Make him realize whom he loves. You will give up your politics, your nights on the town, your gambling. For once you will devote yourself as a loving wife and settle down to the task at hand: providing him with an heir. And then he will soon tire of her.
    GEORGIANA looks at her mother with sadness.
    LADY SPENCER
    You have no other option.
    CUT TO:

EXT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. COURTYARD - MORNING
    Seen from inside the house, GEORGIANA gets out of her carriage, observed by a couple of servants. She proceeds up to the front door. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL - MORNING
    The DUKE awaits her just inside the door. He looks at her with worry.
    THE DUKE
    Hello, G. ...
    GEORGIANA
    (Coldly)
    William.
    GEORGIANA walks straight past him and proceeds upstairs. At the top BESS meets her with an apologetic demeanour. GEORGIANA is cold as ice. She passes her without even a look. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - LATER
    BESS quietly enters GEORGIANA's room.
    GEORGIANA
    I may not have the authority to remove you from this house, but I can at least order you out of my room.
    BESS
    Won't you please let me explain?
    GEORGIANA becomes furious and shouts at BESS.
    GEORGIANA
    There is nothing to explain. I trusted you, I made you my confidante, and you repaid me by stealing what is mine.
    GEORGIANA turns her back and looks out of the window. BESS approaches her carefully.
    BESS
    This is my only chance of ever seeing my children again. The Duke is the most powerful peer in England. He is my only chance.
    GEORGIANA turns to her.
    GEORGIANA
    There are limits to the sacrifices one makes to see one's children.
    BESS
    No, there aren't. No limits whatsoever.
    GEORGIANA takes in what she just said, before letting animosity get the better of her once again and turning away.
    GEORGIANA
    Get out of here. We have nothing more to say to one another.
    BESS leaves, closing the door silently behind her. GEORGIANA's finger slowly pushes a perfume bottle off her dressing table until it falls and smashes on the floor. GEORGIANA hears the sound of carriages approaching. She gets up and goes to the window CUT TO: OMITTED CUT TO:

88A EXT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. COURTYARD - SAME TIME 88A
    The DUKE's CARRIAGE pulls up. AUGUSTUS, JOHN, and HARRY emerge from the carriage. BESS shrieks with joy and leaps out of the house. She runs and hugs them, crying. It's incredibly touching and GEORGIANA is moved, despite herself. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. RED ROOM - LATER THAT AFTERNOON
    GEORGIANA comes downstairs. Unseen, she looks into the room and watches the DUKE getting AUGUSTUS a hunting rifle from the wall. The DUKE appears surprisingly keen, gentle even. He clearly relates to boys. To one side BESS holds a sleeping HARRY. GEORGIANA stares on in silence, understanding the DUKE and BESS in a way she has never done before. They look like a quiet, functional family unit. GEORGIANA quietly comes closer. The DUKE is now showing AUGUSTUS how to use the rifle.
    DUKE
    ...hold it like that, Augustus, it won't come back at you.
    AUGUSTUS
    Yes, I see.
    DUKE
    Good. Your father doesn't hunt, I take it.
    AUGUSTUS
    No.
    DUKE
    Oh dear. Well, we can soon make up for that.
    AUGUSTUS smiles, as does BESS. The DUKE looks up, and seeing her approval does a rare thing: he smiles too. BESS gets up and brings the DUKE a drink.
    BESS
    (Whispered gently)
    Thank you.
    The DUKE strokes her hand. GEORGIANA moves away and leaves. CUT TO:

EXT. LONDON PLEASURE GARDENS - DAY
    It's a grey and drizzly day. The gardens are largely empty. GREY'S carriage is parked by the roadside. COACHMEN wait beside it, informally leaning on the vehicle. A little further down the road, GEORGIANA's carriage pulls up. In wide shot GEORGIANA, black cape with hood up, makes her way across the gardens. Well away from the carriages and COACHMEN, GEORGIANA approaches GREY, who is waiting under the trees. GEORGIANA seems preoccupied. GREY, however, is simply excited about them meeting again.
    GREY
    (Hushed voice)
    Did you tell the Duke who you were meeting?
    GEORGIANA
    No.
    GREY
    Did he ask?
    GEORGIANA
    No.
    GREY pauses for a moment.
    GREY
    Good.
    GEORGIANA
    He has other things on his mind.
    GREY stops and scrutinises GEORGIANA. He can tell that she is not truly present.
    GREY
    As do you.
    The direct recognition causes GEORGIANA to stop too, and then look away. She walks off in a different direction. GREY follows.
    GREY
    (Softer now)
    Would it help to unburden yourself?
    GEORGIANA sends him a little smile and a shake of the head.
    GEORGIANA
    It is nothing I can discuss with you. Besides, it would only bore.
    GREY
    You don't have to please others all the time.
    GEORGIANA
    I was brought up to. It's a difficult lesson to unlearn.
    GREY
    I believe you do it so that people will love you.
    GEORGIANA
    (looks deeply at him)
    What would make you think that?
    GREY
    From what I have seen. With your husband, your friends - especially Lady Bess. Even the public.
    GEORGIANA
    (looks away)
    I have never thought of it that way. You make me sound pitiable.
    GEORGIANA turns and walks away, upset. GREY realizes he has gone too far. He chases up with her.
    GREY
    I've gone beyond my brief. I apologize. Please believe it was only for your sake I spoke.
    GEORGIANA looks at him, and then carries on walking slowly, thinking deeply. Grey moves closer to her again.
    GREY
    Please tell me what is wrong.
    She turns and looks at him intensely. The fountains in the pleasure garden dance in the background.
    GEORGIANA
    I fear I have done some things too late in life and some too early.
    They stare at each other a moment. The wind blows gently in the leaves of the trees above them.
    GREY
    No, you haven't.
    Slowly, GREY moves to GEORGIANA. The air is thick. GREY gets closer. They kiss. Not for long, but a gentle, warm kiss. Then he withdraws. GEORGIANA is blushing.
    GREY
    I have waited all my life for that kiss.
    GEORGIANA averts her eyes, and looks confused. He loses his composure a bit.
    GREY
    I'm sorry ...
    GEORGIANA
    No. It's...
    She looks up at him again.
    GEORGIANA
    I have never been kissed like that before.
    They stand and look at each other. Then they move closer, for another kiss. Gentle. And longer, this time. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. DINING ROOM - MORNING
    GEORGIANA is with BESS and the DUKE. She seems sober, together and strong: fortified. They sit opposite each other at the table as if in negotiation. A long silence. Then:
    GEORGIANA
    All right.
    Beat. The DUKE looks at BESS. What does she mean?
    DUKE
    "All right..?"
    GEORGIANA
    Do you love each other?
    DUKE
    Georgiana -
    GEORGIANA
    Do you love Bess, Your Grace?
    DUKE
    ... Well ... I ... where is all this leading?
    BESS
    I make no demands on him.
    GEORGIANA
    ...And Bess, you love my husband?
    BESS
    ... As I do you.
    GEORGIANA nods, still not giving anything away.
    GEORGIANA
    You intend to stay here?
    BESS
    ... William asked that I do.
    GEORGIANA nods.
    GEORGIANA
    And you couldn't find it in your heart to refuse him.
    BESS
    ...No.
    BESS and the DUKE remain quiet. Beat.
    GEORGIANA
    Then let us make a deal.
    DUKE
    A deal?
    Beat. The DUKE and BESS exchange glances.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes. I give you my blessing if you will accept my feelings for Charles Grey.
    BESS blinks, taken aback. GEORGIANA is nervous. She smiles, waiting for The DUKE's reaction.
    GEORGIANA
    I wasn't sure at first, I thought perhaps it was a dalliance or ... But it isn't. He can make me happy.
    BESS tries to manage a smile. She darts a look at the DUKE, who now stands. Suddenly cutlery and crystal jangle. BESS and GEORGIANA start.
    DUKE
    (seething with fury)
    A deal! A deal!! I don't make deals! I'm in charge of it all!! I would call him out! I would challenge him! I would put a bullet in the upstart's head--!
    BESS
    William--!
    DUKE
    (to BESS)
    Be quiet!
    (to GEORGIANA)
    Are you determined to make me a total laughing stock? A man who cannot sire a son and then a cuckold?
    BESS
    William, Georgiana only asks what we ourselves -
    DUKE
    Be quiet, you fool! (to GEORGIANA) Are you his whore?!
    GEORGIANA
    ... No... but I can't see why you should mind. You have Bess and three boys...
    DUKE
    Three boys??? Do you think I can make those bastards my heirs? Well, do you?
    GEORGIANA and BESS are frightened. GEORGIANA hurries out of the room. A moment passes, then the DUKE strides out as well.
    BESS
    William...?
    CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. CORRIDORS - MORNING
    GEORGIANA walks fast through the space. She passes a FOOTMAN on the way to her bedroom. The DUKE charges after her. GEORGIANA quickens her pace. BESS follows behind. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - MORNING
    GEORGIANA comes into her room, and slams the door behind her. A few moments later, the door opens. The DUKE enters. He shuts the door. He glares at GEORGIANA. She looks at him. The DUKE asks a real question for once.
    DUKE
    You don't know me in the least, do you?
    GEORGIANA
    I do. We're a bad match.
    DUKE
    I asked but two things when we wed: loyalty and a male heir.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, same as your dogs.
    The DUKE's eyes flash. He snaps. He grabs her. She tries to fight him off. Her dress is torn. They struggle. The DUKE overpowers her. CUT TO:

INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE BEDROOM - MORNING - SAME TIME
    BESS stands outside the door. We HEAR GEORGIANA SCREAM. CUT TO:

INT. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
    The DUKE pins GEORGIANA onto the bed and tears away at her clothes. We hear the RIP of silk and lace. GEORGIANA screams again. He holds her face tightly between his hands and stares coldly at her. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. NURSERY - SAME TIME
    LITTLE G. and HARRYO stare at the door of their room as the screams continue. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. CORRIDOR - SAME TIME
    A FOOTMAN stands at attention, trying to remain impassive. CUT TO:

INT. HALL OUTSIDE THE BEDROOM - SAME TIME
    BESS hovers at the door as she listens to the struggle and screams inside. She turns and sees CHARLOTTE standing a few feet away, staring at her. BESS moves away from the door, unable to stop what's going on inside.
    BESS
    (To Charlotte, softly)
    Come with me.
    CHARLOTTE stays rooted to the spot.
    BESS
    (Firmer)
    Charlotte, come with me.
    BESS takes CHARLOTTE'S arm and hurries her off down the hall. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - MINUTES LATER
    GEORGIANA lies on the bed. It's over. Her clothes are torn. Her face is red and wet with tears. The DUKE sits on the side of the bed, panting, used up.
    DUKE
    Give me a son and then do what the hell you want, as long as you do it discreetly. Until then you stay here and do as I say.
    The DUKE gets up and leaves. GEORGIANA's expression is blank, dead. The sounds of crowds cheering and clapping fade up in the background until we... CUT TO:

EXT. COVENT GARDEN HUSTINGS - DAY
    SHERIDAN stands before A HUGE CROWD. There is bunting in WHIG colours and banners. The PRESS are out in even greater numbers than before.
    SHERIDAN
    I give you the winner! Mr Fox! The Man of the People!
    FOX comes forth to a ROAR of approval. He yells out:
    FOX
    And I give you the weapon! The Duchess of Devonshire!
    GEORGIANA, still shell-shocked, comes forth to WILD CHEERS. She succeeds in smiling to the crowd. BESS and the DUKE stand together off to the side. They clap and smile, but the strain is evident. GREY, unseen near the doorway, watches GEORGIANA taking in the APPLAUSE. Finally, the applause dies.
    FOX
    Thank you, all of you, for this reception today.
    GEORGIANA sees GREY on the sidelines. She glances at the DUKE then turns to slip away. GREY sees this. He follows.
    FOX (O.S.)
    We have won the vote, and now we must win the future!
    APPLAUSE as GREY exits. CUT TO:

EXT. COVENT GARDEN HUSTINGS - MOMENTS LATER
    GEORGIANA heads for her coach, well away from the crowd. GREY catches up with her.
    GREY
    We did it. Or should I say you did it.
    GEORGIANA tries to smile, but she can't. She turns away from GREY. He knows something's wrong.
    GREY
    Georgiana?
    GEORGIANA
    (the hardest thing to say)
    Mr. Grey... I have enjoyed more than I can say the times we've spent together, the talks...
    GEORGIANA is overcome. She almost breaks down. GREY looks her in the eye.
    GREY
    Tell me.
    GEORGIANA
    I cannot say what -
    GREY
    Now!
    GEORGIANA looks at him. She has to do this as she planned.
    GEORGIANA
    ...I have been unfair to you.
    GREY
    What are you talking about?
    GEORGIANA
    (trying to be composed)
    ...I have...indulged in your affections and made it seem my feelings towards you were more than they are in fact. I fear the heat of the election...
    GREY
    Say what you mean!
    GEORGIANA
    (looks dead at him)
    You love me.
    GREY
    Yes!
    GEORGIANA
    I do not love you.
    GREY takes this punch, but his eyes never blink, never waver.
    GREY
    You are not speaking what is in your heart.
    GEORGIANA
    It is -
    GREY suddenly stands and strides away, pacing, angry.
    GREY
    (cuts her off)
    This is a speech, forced upon you-
    GEORGIANA
    (overlaps below)
    No. It's what I've always known to be true!
    GREY
    (overlaps above)
    -- by those who would destroy our happiness!
    GEORGIANA
    (loud, in the clear)
    THIS IS HOW I AM!
    GREY is taken aback by her force and volume.
    GEORGIANA
    I was wrong to offer you hope. I was wrong to pretend an affection I do not feel.
    GEORGIANA
    You have said it yourself, I need to be adored. That is my weakness.
    GREY looks sick. He turns from her, angry, hurt, unable to find a place to put his feelings. GEORGIANA fights back the tears. We hear CHEERS o.s. GREY turns to her and bows before heading back across the grass to the stage. We can hear FOX still speaking.
    FOX (O.S.)
    We have followed our ideas and our ideals, and in the struggle, we have found ourselves!
    CLOSE ON GEORGIANA as the colour drains from her face. She is dying inside but she keeps it all in. She calmly turns and walks to her carriage and is driven away into the busy London street. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL - THAT NIGHT
    AN ELECTION NIGHT PARTY. Music plays in the background. The DUKE waits at the top of the GRAND STAIRCASE, greeting GUESTS. He's dressed for the evening. BESS is with him, also dressed. After a few moments, GEORGIANA appears, walking towards us down the long corridor that leads into the entrance hall. When she reaches the light we see she is dressed to the nines and powdered a deathly white, and has been drinking heavily. The DUKE refuses to register her, but BESS looks across, shocked. GEORGIANA will not meet her eyes, however and walks through into the party. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - RED ROOM -- THAT NIGHT
    The rooms have been converted into gaming areas for the evening. It is boisterous and smoky. There are card tables and players everywhere. GEORGIANA, wanders through, taking another drink from a passing WAITER. As GEORGIANA goes we pick up details of this decadent society. Where before it may have seemed glamorous and exciting it now looks uglier and sordid: a place of corruption and addiction, on the edge of collapse. GEORGIANA downs her drink. She passes: gambling at a table; two fat old men taking snuff; a man in a lewd embrace with a drunk woman; another man toadying to an important politician. The DUKE appears and looks on, concerned. GEORGIANA takes another drink and leaves the room. CUT TO:

104A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. BALLROOM. NIGHT - LATER 104A
    GEORGIANA comes into the dancing area alone. The DUKE and BESS are with a group nearby. GEORGIANA seems to radiate a force field that keeps people away from her. But not FOX.
    FOX
    You promised me a dance. Come. Give me my small pleasures.
    GEORGIANA yields to her old friend. Amid the rest of the GUESTS, GEORGIANA dances around and around with FOX. Her face is hardened, distant - a vision of suppressed anger, frustration and pain. She closes her eyes, her mind drifting to thoughts of GREY. GEORGIANA grabs another drink as they pass a SERVANT. She bumps into SHERIDAN. Drink goes on his jacket.
    SHERIDAN
    My dear Duchess, much as I know you love dancing and drinking, I really must advise you to settle for one or the other, for the two are incompatible in the long run.
    GEORGIANA
    (very drunk)
    Why, Sheridan, you never were such a spoilsport before!
    GEORGIANA does a turn and slips. FOX steadies her. She smiles an apology. Then... Suddenly GEORGIANA stumbles. Her WIG falls against a CANDLE and GOES UP IN FLAMES. DANCERS back away. BESS looks shocked. GEORGIANA SCREAMS as she staggers, hair on fire. DOORS OPEN, SHOUTS, SERVANTS rush about. BESS attempts to knock the WIG off GEORGIANA's head. The DUKE appears in his doorway, none too pleased. He sees the situation. He turns to a FOOTMAN, all efficiency.
    DUKE
    Please put out Her Grace's hair.
    The FOOTMAN splashes water on the wig. HISS and SMOKE. The DUKE looks down at GEORGIANA: she lies sprawled on the polished parquet floor: wig-less, her make-up smeared, her eyes red and glassy. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
    CLOSE ON a SMALL BOWL with a WHITE HANDKERCHIEF draped over the top. There are DROPS OF BLOOD on the handkerchief.
    DR. NEVILLE (O.S.)
    Her Grace needs to rest.
    We see GEORGIANA in bed, pale, washed out, and exhausted. BESS, the DUKE, and MAIDS hover as DR. NEVILLE (62) sets the bowl aside.
    DR. NEVILLE
    As long as you follow strict instructions, there should be no impediment to the birth.
    The DUKE is mystified. BESS looks at GEORGIANA, who shows no sign of registering what has been said.
    DUKE
    What are you talking about?
    DR. NEVILLE
    The Duchess is pregnant.
    The DUKE and BESS react. GEORGIANA has no reaction at all. CUT TO:

EXT. ACROSS DERBYSHIRE - DAY - SPRING
    A church stands out against the countryside. There are sounds of distant bells far off in the distance. A BOY runs into the bell tower and rings the bell as hard as he can... In another church in another part of the county, another BOY hears the sound and rings his own the church's bells... And in another church, bells ring out too... CUT TO:

INT. CHATSWORTH. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - DAY - SAME TIME
    CLOSE ON - A NAKED NEWBORN BABY being washed by a NURSE. It is a boy. In the background the bells continue to ring. In the room are DR. NEVILLE, and MAIDS.
    DR. NEVILLE
    Congratulations, Your Grace.
    DR NEVILLE bows and makes his way out of the room. As he goes a SERVANT appears.
    SERVANT
    His Grace wishes to see you.
    CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. CHATSWORTH. LIBRARY - DAY
    The DUKE is seated at his desk, a contract out in front of him. HEATON stands and points out where he should sign.
    HEATON
    Also there Your Grace...And there...
    HEATON offers a smile. The DUKE says nothing. He senses GEORGIANA, who is at the library door looking in.
    DUKE
    Come.
    GEORGIANA enters. The DUKE looks to HEATON.
    HEATON
    Your Grace. As per the terms of His Grace's inheritance, this is for you. To spend as you wish.
    HEATON hands her a cheque. GEORGIANA looks at the DUKE with disdain.
    GEORGIANA
    (very sad and dry)
    Success at last.
    The DUKE looks away, ashamed. GEORGIANA turns to the door.
    DUKE (O.S.)
    I too abhor this whole thing.
    GEORGIANA turns back. The DUKE is now standing.
    DUKE
    Yet remove our traditions - separate our estates, sell off the land and the nobility simply ceases to be. Without us England would once again suffer absolute monarchy or descend into absolute anarchy. I don't wish to see that happen. Do you?
    GEORGIANA looks at him, then turns and leaves. CUT TO:

EXT. CHATSWORTH GARDENS - DAY
    The BABY BOY lies in a moving pram. GEORGIANA walks with the children. She holds CHARLOTTE by the hand, while LITTLE G. and HARRYO look into a pram pushed by a NANNY.
    LITTLE G
    He's so small.
    HARRYO
    You've been that small yourself.
    LITTLE G
    Not that small. Have I, Mama?
    GEORGIANA
    You have, darling. You've all been that small once.
    HARRYO
    See, I told you.
    They continue towards the old FARM HOUSE.
    HARRYO
    I can't tell that he's a boy at all.
    GEORGIANA
    But he is.
    HARRYO
    But if I can't tell, I fail to see why it's so important. He looks just like the rest of us.
    GEORGIANA smiles at his innocent view of the world.
    GEORGIANA
    All babies look alike when they have their clothes on, but each of them is something quite unique.
    HARRYO
    How?
    GEORGIANA
    You and Little G did not look at all like one another. You cried all the time when you were a baby, whereas Little G was quiet as a mouse. She could walk before you, but you could talk before her.
    The children listen. Charlotte looks at GEORGIANA.
    CHARLOTTE
    What about me, Mama?
    GEORGIANA
    You never cried, darling. You were always so brave.
    They have reached the cascade by the side of the house. The children instinctively run in and start playing in the water. GEORGIANA turns to look down the hill. She should be happy. She isn't. Then she seems to see someone. HER POV -- A MAN coming across the GREEN. As he gets closer she realises who it is: GREY. A LITTLE LATER: GEORGIANA waits for GREY. He takes off his hat and bows. It's awkward, stiff.
    GREY
    Your Grace.
    GEORGIANA
    (nods)
    Mister Grey. Are you recalled from France?
    GREY
    For a while.
    GEORGIANA
    No revolution yet?
    GREY
    No, not yet. But it's only a matter of time.
    They look at each other. A long beat, then:
    GEORGIANA
    I bore a son.
    GREY realizes she is making a point.
    GREY
    Yes...
    GEORGIANA
    His name is William George Spencer Cavendish, Marquis of Hartington. We shall call him Hart.
    GREY
    You and the Duke must be very pleased.
    GEORGIANA
    We are. He has gone to London to celebrate.
    Beat. GREY gazes at her. They're both full of longing.
    GEORGIANA
    You have been missed...much missed...How is it that you are here?
    GREY
    I received an invitation. I assumed it was on behalf of the party; I could not say no.
    GEORGIANA is confused, but covers it up.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, of course. Come inside.
    CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED

INT. CHATSWORTH. SITTING ROOM - THAT NIGHT
    CLOSE UP of fingers playing strings on a harp. The camera tracks back to reveal a HARPIST next to a STRING QUARTET. The music carries through this scene and the next... The GUESTS play cards. GEORGIANA and SHERIDAN are on one table, BESS, GREY and FOX on the other. The atmosphere is tense. GEORGIANA can't help glancing from her table to GREY at his. GREY can't help glancing back.
    SHERIDAN
    Down six hundred. G. Yours?
    GEORGIANA
    (distracted)
    Yes, of course. I will match you.
    SHERIDAN
    You'll need cards, of course.
    GEORGIANA realizes SHERIDAN hasn't dealt yet.
    GEORGIANA
    I am too tired to play.
    (Nodding to the players)
    Gentlemen.
    GEORGIANA gets up and leaves the room. Just outside BESS comes up to her. There is silence and suspicion from GEORGIANA. She tries to continue walking.
    BESS
    No one must know.
    GEORGIANA stares at BESS. What...? And then she realizes.
    GEORGIANA
    You summoned Grey.
    BESS
    Good night, G.
    GEORGIANA makes her way across the hall. CUT TO: OMITTED 115A OMITTED 115A

INT. CHATSWORTH. GREY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT - LATER
    GREY is sitting by the fire. The door opens. GEORGIANA enters. GREY stands up, yet keeps his distance.
    GREY
    Your Grace...
    Beat. They look at each other. GEORGIANA walks forward and kisses him. GREY kisses her back, but after a moment pulls away. Beat.
    GREY
    (Firmly)
    I was ready to give you everything...how can I believe it won't happen again?
    GEORGIANA approaches again.
    GEORGIANA
    I give you my promise...
    GREY looks into her eyes, caught between his head and his heart. GEORGIANA starts to undress him, confidently, seductively until he is naked. GEORGIANA pushes GREY gently back onto the bed. Then she hitches up her skirts and straddles him, her dress enveloping the lower half of his body. Underneath, his hands reach inside to touch her. They begin making love. It's as if it's the first time for both of them: real, intimate and convincing, an extraordinary release...
    LATER:
    The window is open and wind blows gently in. Night birds call in the background. GEORGIANA and GREY lie in each other's arms. They kiss, long and tender. GREY pulls away.
    GREY
    (Gently)
    You should return to your room.
    GEORGIANA
    No I should not.
    CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. DINING ROOM - DAY
    A few days later. GEORGIANA, BESS, and the DUKE eat. GEORGIANA is nervous. She hesitates, then:
    GEORGIANA
    I'm going to Bath.
    DUKE
    (looks up)
    But I can't get away for weeks.
    GEORGIANA
    (trying to seem natural)
    I shall go without you.
    (To Bess)
    Bess, you stay and keep our husband company, whilst I take the cure.
    The DUKE looks decidedly undecided. GEORGIANA looks to BESS for help. She's not sure it's a good idea but acquiesces.
    BESS
    Yes, William, why not? If G goes now we can catch her up when you're free.
    GEORGIANA looks at BESS, thankful for the help. She tries to remain looking casual. The DUKE relents.
    DUKE
    Well, if you must.
    CUT TO:

EXT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. EARLY MORNING - EST.
    Birdsong CUT TO:

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. BEDROOM - MORNING
    It's morning. GREY and GEORGIANA are in bed surrounded by newspapers and cartoons. They are looking at cartoons and laughing at them.
    GEORGIANA
    Which one is your favourite? This one?
    GREY
    (seriously at first)
    Well, in this one you are proud and strong, which is very good.... In this one you are fair and gentle... and in this one you seem to have only one eyebrow!
    GEORGIANA laughs, trying to snatch the image out of his hands.
    GEORGIANA
    (giving him a playful nudge)
    Oh, you politicians know nothing of fashion.
    They laugh and continue:
    GREY
    But wait, wait... if you were to ask me which is my favourite... (leaning in and taking her face in his hands) it's this one - my Duchess. The G no one else ever gets to see.
    They lock eyes, clearly in love, and kiss passionately. CUT TO:

EXT. A BATH ALLEY - MORNING
    POLITICAL PEOPLE are filing into a building for a meeting. GREY and GEORGIANA are in an isolated alley, adjacent to the building, standing close, obviously in love.
    GEORGIANA
    Will you be long?
    GREY
    Until late I fear. It seems politics is divided into those who want to fix things and those that merely want to talk about fixing things.
    GEORGIANA smiles. GREY smiles.
    GEORGIANA
    I'll be waiting for you...
    She touches his arm gently and looks into his eyes. For a beat too long. Then GREY goes inside. ANGLE - THE END OF THE ALLEY: PEOPLE have spotted them. CUT TO:

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. BEDROOM - NIGHT
    GEORGIANA is in bed, naked and asleep. GREY is awake. He stares at her. Something is troubling him. She wakes, sees his concern.
    GEORGIANA
    ...What's the matter?
    There is no reply.
    GEORGIANA
    Charles?
    GREY
    The matter is that in a few days I will have to leave. You will be back with your husband, and I won't be with you.
    GREY gets out of bed and walks to the window.
    GREY
    Perhaps it would be better if I were married too, then we could be a triangle or a quadrangle, or... whatever angle could contain you and me and-- I should ask Lady Bess; she seems to have surveyed the geometry and bent it to her favour.
    GEORGIANA gets out of bed and tries to comfort him.
    GEORGIANA
    Charles, we've had this time all for ourselves. Let's not taint it with thoughts of anything else...Anyway, whatever will become of us when you're made Prime Minister?
    GREY laughs.
    GEORGIANA
    When you are, you'll be very far from me then.
    GREY
    (Very intense)
    Never.
    GEORGIANA embraces him. GREY holds her tight. CUT TO:

121A EXT. POLITICAL MEETING ROOMS 121A
    Contented and happy Grey walks into the political meeting rooms. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. ROOMS - CONTINUOUS
    GEORGIANA is standing in her bedroom, a made bed behind her. A MAID puts the finishing touch to her hair and clothes. GEORGIANA walks out into the ante room, heading for the foyer. The double doors open in front of her... ...to reveal the DUKE and LADY SPENCER waiting for her. They are in travelling clothes. GEORGIANA gasps.
    DUKE
    Thought we would surprise you. I think you once said there wasn't enough spontaneity in our marriage. Or words to that affect.
    GEORGIANA
    Mama, what are you doing here?
    LADY SPENCER sends her a severe look.
    DUKE
    So. Have you seen many of our circle down here?
    GEORGIANA
    Some. The Cokes. And Haverford. And Lord Wicklow.
    DUKE
    Bunch of politicos, too, aren't there? Meetings and such.
    GEORGIANA
    I believe.
    DUKE
    Isn't... isn't Grey here?
    A beat as GEORGIANA's heart stops.
    DUKE
    By which I mean Mr Charles Grey. Rumour has it that he is.
    GEORGIANA jumps to the heart of the issue.
    GEORGIANA
    I won't give him up.
    LADY SPENCER
    Georgiana!
    GEORGIANA
    Everyone has a lover. Bess is the lover of my husband!
    DUKE
    That situation was agreed upon.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, I held myself in so little esteem that I acquiesced to make you happy!
    DUKE
    If you had exercised some discretion, it may have been different.
    GEORGIANA
    Differ--?!
    DUKE
    The only good fortune is that it hasn't yet made it to the newspapers.
    LADY SPENCER
    My dear, Grey is unmarried. He has no rank and no wealth. He risks nothing with this affair. The hazard is all yours.
    GEORGIANA
    Grey loves me.
    LADY SPENCER
    So does your husband.
    GEORGIANA stares at her mother in disbelief, then at the DUKE.
    DUKE
    Yes. I love you!
    GEORGIANA
    HOW?!
    DUKE
    In the way I understand love.
    LADY SPENCER
    Georgiana, this has gone much too far. It is beneath our dignity. All London is talking...
    GEORGIANA
    Then let them talk! Grey makes me a fallen woman, well and good, now William may divorce me and Bess becomes Duchess of Devonshire!
    LADY SPENCER
    That will never happen!
    LADY SPENCER stares harshly at GEORGIANA. Then she makes for the door.
    LADY SPENCER
    I think I will leave you to it.
    LADY SPENCER leaves the room. GEORGIANA looks apprehensively at the DUKE.
    GEORGIANA
    What follows now? Are you going to tear off my clothes and force yourself upon me again?
    DUKE
    Why on earth would I do that?
    GEORGIANA looks at him in surprise.
    DUKE
    I know that you've not thought much of either my intellect or my manners, but in fact I never do anything that serves no purpose.
    GEORGIANA is hurt, and looks at the DUKE in silence. He is composed in a way she has never seen before.
    DUKE
    I know precisely what you two have together.
    GEORGIANA
    We love each other.
    DUKE
    I do not doubt it. He is a dreamer like yourself. You both dream of another world that does not exist and never will. (Beat) As for reality, however, allow me to enlighten you: If you do not give him up at once, I will see to it that every home and cheque book in this country is closed to him. He will be welcome neither in the halls of government nor its back rooms of power. His dream of becoming prime minister, your mutual fantasy of a changed world, will be dead as ash.
    The DUKE pauses before delivering the final blow.
    DUKE
    And you will never see your children again.
    GEORGIANA is open mouthed, stunned.
    DUKE
    You are given to say "love is an act." Well, this is an act.
    GEORGIANA turns and runs out of the room. CUT TO:

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. ANTE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
    GEORGIANA is close to the wall, trembling. LADY SPENCER enters and shuts the door behind her.
    LADY SPENCER
    What do you imagine you will have if you stay with Grey?
    GEORGIANA
    Love. Passion.
    LADY SPENCER
    For a time.
    GEORGIANA
    For ever.
    LADY SPENCER
    There is no such thing.
    GEORGIANA
    Mama...all my life, it seems to me, I've been fighting my way upstream. With Charles, I find myself going down the stream, effortlessly and naturally. I never realized that it could be that easy. You can't ask me to battle nature, and my own heart. Not now.
    LADY SPENCER
    Oh will you never grow up! And how will you live, even? Friends will shun you, family will abandon you. There won't be a house open to you in all of England.
    GEORGIANA
    (trying to convince herself)
    Grey will be Prime Minister.
    LADY SPENCER
    Not with his whore, the Duchess of "D" on his arm and the Duke pulling every string to ruin him. He will never be Prime Minister. He'll pretend it doesn't matter, but it will. He'll put on a good face for a while, but he'll come to hate you for it.
    At this GEORGIANA's eyes fill with tears.
    LADY SPENCER
    Most likely you'll end up alone - a wife with no husband and a mother with no children. At best you'll become someone else's mistress, living on charity, which can be taken away at any moment.
    GEORGIANA
    You can't know all that!
    LADY SPENCER
    Look at your friend Bess!
    CUT TO:

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. FOYER - DAY
    The DUKE waits by the front door. GEORGIANA exits the dressing room and walks toward him. Beat.
    GEORGIANA
    I must ask you to return to London.
    DUKE
    Without you?
    GEORGIANA
    Yes.
    The DUKE takes out a PACKAGE OF LETTERS.
    DUKE
    These are from the girls - I promised to deliver them. Hart neglected to write, but then he is not yet one.
    The DUKE puts the PACKAGE in her hand. GEORGIANA takes them but holds them down by her side, refusing to even acknowledge them.
    GEORGIANA
    I cannot give up Charles. I could not survive another day without him.
    DUKE
    Then I must warn you. This will be the mistake of your life.
    GEORGIANA
    No, I made that many years ago. I trust you can let yourself out.
    GEORGIANA leaves. The DUKE sends her an icy stare, then turns to the SERVANT at the door.
    DUKE
    For God's sake, open the door, man!
    The servant quickly opens the door. The DUKE exits. LADY SPENCER follows from the ANTE ROOM. At the door she shares one last sad look with GEORGIANA, then walks past. CUT TO: 125A OMITTED 125A

INT. POLITICAL MEETING ROOMS. DAY 126 \*\*\*
    GREY is pacing up and down. GEORGIANA remains standing. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    He will come down on us with \*\*\* everything in his power. \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    We must not be frightened into \*\*\* submission. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    We would be foolish not to be \*\*\* frightened. \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    No. We would be foolish to let \*\*\* future fears stand in our way. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    He will be without mercy. \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    Then so will we. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA looks straight at him. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    How Charles? \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    We'll fight... \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    What do we have to fight with? \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    Our ideals, our principles. And \*\*\* if we must we will make \*\*\* sacrifices. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    And are you ready to do that? \*\*\* Everything you've worked for? \*\*\*
    Beat. \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    Yes, I am...whatever is \*\*\* necessary. If it means we will be \*\*\* together. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA looks at him, trying to gauge in her own mind of \*\*\* she believes this. Before she is able to probe further... \*\*\*
    GREY (CONT'D) \*\*\*
    Are you? \*\*\*
    Beat, as GEORGIANA considers the full consequences of this. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA \*\*\*
    Yes. \*\*\*
    Beat. GREY smiles and kisses her. \*\*\*
    GREY \*\*\*
    Let us talk later. I shall be \*\*\* back soon. \*\*\*
    GEORGIANA looks at him as he leaves. GREY turns in the \*\*\* doorway and smiles. She smiles back at him but there is \*\*\* doubt creeping in behind it. \*\*\* CUT TO: \*\*\*: OMITTED

INT. RENTED BATH HOUSE. FOYER - THAT AFTERNOON
    GEORGIANA enters the room, strong and confident. A SERVANT takes her cape and hat then leaves. GEORGIANA is alone. She is aware of the package of CHILDREN'S LETTERS on the side table where the DUKE left it. GEORGIANA turns away from it but after a moment turns back. She takes a deep breath and rips it open. There are LETTERS in spidery children's handwriting, colourful drawings. It hits her hard. She fingers trace over the drawings, the messages, the kisses at the bottom.... She is suddenly faced with the reality of the choice she is about to make. It's heart breaking but she knows she can't be without her children. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - ENTRANCE HALL. DAY
    GEORGIANA rushes into the hallway. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. RED ROOM - DAY
    GEORGIANA runs into the room and hugs her children. Minutes later: we are behind the DUKE as he walks slowly down a corridor. We can hear children's voices in the background. He reaches the end of the corridor and the scene is revealed: GEORGIANA sits in the middle of the room, surrounded by her children, playing a game together. GEORGIANA hugs the girls. Closer. Tighter. In the background, GEORGIANA notices the DUKE surveying the scene. GEORGIANA gestures to the NANNY to come over.
    GEORGIANA
    Run along, girls. I shall join you in a moment.
    The GIRLS leave with the NANNY. The DUKE watches them go, then turns to GEORGIANA.
    DUKE
    You must know that I am greatly pleased that we have come to an arrangement. It's not good for little ones to be without their mother for too long.
    GEORGIANA
    My life for theirs...
    DUKE
    That's one way of putting it. Your mother called it "common decency before personal gratification", or some such thing... the exact words escape me...
    GEORGIANA
    How about 'imprisoned in my own house'?
    DUKE
    No, that's not how she put it. I would have remembered that.
    GEORGIANA sends him a hateful look and walks out. CUT TO: OMITTED

134A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. CORRIDORS - CONTINUOUS 134A
    GEORGIANA walks into the corridor. After a few moments she sees BESS appear from the shadows.
    BESS
    (Whisper)
    How did Charles take it?
    GEORGIANA stops by her. She is businesslike.
    GEORGIANA
    I don't know. I just left. If I had seen him again, I would have stayed.
    BESS
    No letter, either?
    GEORGIANA shakes her head.
    BESS
    I know it's cruel, Georgiana, but it's for the best.
    GEORGIANA looks at BESS, then continues to walk off down the corridor. CUT TO: OMITTED

135A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. DINING ROOM. NIGHT - WEEKS LATER 135A
    A VIOLINIST and HARPSICHORDIST play a beautiful, slow piece of music from the corner. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ROOM. NIGHT
    The music continues in the background as three silver plates covered by silver domes are carried by SERVANTS. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. DINING ROOM. NIGHT
    GEORGIANA, BESS and the DUKE are seated for dinner at their vast table. It's tense, silent and extremely formal as the THREE SERVANTS bring in the plates. In unison they step forward to take away the domes, revealing elaborately prepared POUSSIN - it's an unexpected comic moment. They begin to eat. No one says a word. Suddenly we hear DOORS CRASH OPEN from far outside the room. There is the distant sound of a man's voice, raised and angry. GEORGIANA knows immediately that it is GREY. So too does the DUKE who shoots her a vicious look. GEORGIANA rises,
    GEORGIANA
    Your Grace, Bess. Will you excuse me.
    CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL. NIGHT - MINUTES LATER
    GEORGIANA enters to see GREY at the foot of the stairs, surrounded by FOOTMEN trying to stop him get further. GREY is wild. He yells at GEORGIANA, quite oblivious to the FOOTMEN.
    GREY
    Why haven't you responded to my letters?!
    GEORGIANA tries to maintain calm and walks toward him.
    GREY
    I have written a dozen times a day, and there is nothing from you! What has happened?! Do you love me no longer?!
    She looks at the FOOTMEN, headed by BURLEIGH, the butler.
    GEORGIANA
    Thank you, Burleigh.
    BURLEIGH bows, and though still remaining present, recedes into the background with the FOOTMEN. GREY comes closer. GEORGIANA steels herself...
    GEORGIANA
    My personal feelings remain unaltered...
    GREY
    Then we must be together again. I want to marry you. I want you to bear my children ... and I don't care if they are boys or girls!
    ...But GEORGIANA is barely holding it together.
    GEORGIANA
    I wish it could be like that.
    GREY
    It can. It will. Sorrows come however we try to avoid them. We must stay our course and not give in.
    GEORGIANA
    (Firmly)
    No, Charles.
    GREY steps forward to take her arm but GEORGIANA backs away. BURLEIGH makes as if to intervene, but holds back.
    GREY
    You must leave and be with me, a free woman! Now, let us leave now! It is still possible. Let us at least take a chance.
    GEORGIANA
    I cannot risk my children.
    GREY stares at her with wide, angry, tortured eyes.
    GEORGIANA
    This is a sacrifice I am forced to make...but I have given you up for them only. And in so doing I have lost my heart and soul.
    GREY looks at her, sad and weak, nothing left to argue. GEORGIANA stands firm. She gestures to BURLEIGH.
    GEORGIANA
    Burleigh, will you please escort Mr. Grey to the door?
    BURLEIGH comes forward and stands next to GREY. GEORGIANA still looks at him. Her eyes glisten.
    GREY
    You promised me.
    GEORGIANA
    I know...
    GREY, choking with pain, stares one more beat, then turns and walks away. BURLEIGH and FOOTMEN follow, like bouncers. CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. DINING ROOM. NIGHT - MINUTES LATER
    GEORGIANA slowly sits again. She is distant, with no interest in the food in front of her. The DUKE looks up, chewing.
    DUKE
    What's the matter, don't like the chicken? I find it really quite decent.
    The table is quiet. Not even BESS can muster a reply. GEORGIANA looks at him.
    GEORGIANA
    I'm with child.
    CUT TO:

INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM - MORNING
    Rain spits against the window. Wind blows in the trees outside. GEORGIANA is sitting in her bed, staring blankly before her. The DUKE and BESS enter.
    DUKE
    (to Bess)
    Will you be so kind as to inform the Duchess of my decision?
    BESS looks deeply uncomfortable.
    BESS
    (appealingly)
    Georgiana -
    GEORGIANA does not respond, but keeps staring into the air. BESS takes a deep breath.
    BESS
    It will be like this: you will be taken to the country where you will give birth to the child, and the child will subsequently be trusted to the care of Charles Grey's family.
    GEORGIANA makes no reply.
    BESS
    Are you listening to me?
    GEORGIANA slides silently into a reclining position.
    DUKE
    I think she has heard you. Let's leave her.
    BESS
    Georgiana, please -
    DUKE
    I said: let's leave. This is not a discussion. She has been informed of my decision.
    BESS looks at GEORGIANA.
    BESS
    Have pity on her, William...
    DUKE
    Pity be damned. She brought this upon herself, as well you know. Now come...
    The DUKE starts to go out. BESS's voice stops him.
    BESS
    No. I will go with her.
    DUKE
    You're not going anywhere...
    BESS
    (Turns, magnificently)
    I will go with G if G will have me, and there is nothing you can say or do to stop either of us.
    The DUKE is speechless. GEORGIANA looks up for the first time. The DUKE leaves. The women are left alone in silence with each other. Their eyes meet. CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRYSIDE. DAY
    On a windy, end of summer day, TWO PLAIN COACHES travel across the flat and largely featureless landscape. CUT TO: OMITTED

EXT. SMALL HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. DAY
    The house is simple and remote, the only building for miles around. Chickens peck outside. It is far removed from the opulence GEORGIANA and BESS are used to. The two COACHES are parked outside. From the rear COACH, luggage is being unpacked and brought inside. CUT TO:

INT. HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. DAY
    GEORGIANA enters this house with BESS and a SERVANT. It's plain and unlived in. BESS follows GEORGIANA into what is to be her bedroom.
    GEORGIANA
    Thank you for coming.
    BESS
    I couldn't not be with you.
    GEORGIANA smiles.
    GEORGIANA
    I count it a triumph we have become friends again when fate has been so intent on keeping us rivals.
    BESS
    So do I. The Duke is for my boys only. You are for me.
    GEORGIANA puts her hands around her stomach.
    GEORGIANA
    Bess, how will I do this?
    BESS
    For Charlotte, for Harryo, for little G, for Hart...
    GEORGIANA nods her head. CUT TO: OMITTED

EXT. HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. DAY - SOME TIME LATER
    We hear the muted sounds of GEORGIANA screaming over shots of the house and the wildlife around it. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. BEDROOM. HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. MORNING
    A baby is sleeping in its cot. BESS is sitting in the other corner of the room. A FOOTMAN appears at the door and nods to her. BESS looks apprehensive. She goes to GEORGIANA's bedside.
    BESS
    (Gently)
    It's time.
    GEORGIANA flinches - it's the moment she's been dreading. BESS comes closer and gestures toward the BABY.
    BESS
    Would it help if I...
    GEORGIANA
    (Looking up)
    No, Bess. I must do it.
    GEORGIANA snips a piece of hair from her sleeping baby and puts it in a distinctive silver locket. CUT TO:

EXT. CROSSROADS IN THE COUNTRYSIDE. DAY
    It is a barren and featureless landscape with one straight dirt track running through it. TWO DARK COACHES are already parked ahead. GEORGIANA's COACH, containing GEORGIANA and BESS, pulls up fifty yards behind it. At the first of the DARK COACHES, a BUTLER stands to one side, a WET NURSE to the other. From the second steps a serious looking older man, GENERAL GREY. CHARLES GREY is nowhere to be seen. BESS looks on from the side of their COACH as GEORGIANA slowly takes the BABY up the track, holding it tight to her all the way.
    GENERAL GREY
    (Flatly)
    Your Grace. I am General Grey.
    GEORGIANA
    Where is Charles?
    GENERAL GREY
    Your husband thought it best if I took care of this.
    GEORGIANA takes a deep breath. She hadn't expected this, and now she is being asked to hand her baby over to a stranger, and a seemingly cold one at that. It's not clear that she will go through with it... GEORGIANA gently kisses the baby's head, whispering to her, smelling her hair, her skin, running her nose down her face and breathing her in for one last time. BESS finds this impossible to watch and turns away. With immense difficulty GEORGIANA finally goes to hand her baby over. GENERAL GREY does not take it. He nods sharply to his WET NURSE who steps forward to take the BABY, although for a moment GEORGIANA simply can't let her go. GENERAL GREY immediately turns to go back to the COACH. GEORGIANA calls after him.
    GEORGIANA
    General Grey...
    GENERAL GREY stops and turns.
    GEORGIANA
    ...her name is Eliza.
    GENERAL GREY looks at GEORGIANA giving nothing away. He turns and goes back into his COACH, followed by the BUTLER and the WET NURSE and GEORGIANA'S BABY GIRL into theirs. As the BABY GIRL is passed into the coach, GEORGIANA can hear her daughter begin to cry a little. GEORGIANA instinctively flinches, using all her strength to hold her back from running over to comfort her. The driver cracks the whip and GEORGIANA watches as the DARK COACHES ride off, leaving her alone with the barren landscape behind. She slowly sinks down onto the wet and muddy ground. BESS comes forward and holds her. CUT TO: OMITTED

INT. BEDROOM. HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYSIDE - DAWN
    The cot is empty. Low winter sun cuts through the windows. GEORGIANA sits alone in her bedroom, lost in thought and rolling a locket of Eliza's hair back and forth between her fingers. It feels as if she has been sat there all night. BESS enters and comes close. It takes a moment for GEORGIANA to notice she's even there. BESS produces two linen FLANNELS. GEORGIANA looks quizzically at them.
    BESS
    (Gently)
    For your milk.
    GEORGIANA looks down - there are two wet patches on her breasts. BESS kneels next to GEORGIANA and holds tight onto GEORGIANA's almost lifeless body.
    BESS
    The Duke has asked that we return as soon as possible.
    GEORGIANA nods but doesn't move. CUT TO: OMITTED

I/E. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. GARDEN. AFTERNOON - SPRING
    A primitive sprinkler is operated by a GARDENER spreading water across the manicured green grass making a loud and distinctive sound. Other GARDENERS are on their hands and knees cutting the grass with scissors. Time has elapsed, perhaps a month, and it's spring now. Inside, there are a series of shots of the empty, still house. CUT TO:

153A INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ROOM. AFTERNOON - SPRING 153A
    GEORGIANA sits in a chair, distracted. She clutches the silver locket of Eliza's hair, the chain wrapped tight around her hand. A MAID appears at the door. GEORGIANA's clutches the locket in her hand so it can't be seen.
    MAID
    Your Grace, I have Charlotte to see you.
    GEORGIANA turns her head to the door. CHARLOTTE is standing with the MAID. She steps into the room.
    CHARLOTTE
    We are all in the garden, Mama. Will you come and join us?
    GEORGIANA is unable to connect for a split second. CHARLOTTE remains looking at her. GEORGIANA comes to and is about to say yes but sees the DUKE approaching from behind.
    GEORGIANA
    In a moment.
    CHARLOTTE gives a small smile and leaves.
    DUKE
    Hello, G.
    GEORGIANA
    Your Grace.
    The DUKE fidgets and, unusually for him, looks warmly at G.
    DUKE
    I am not particularly adept at expressing myself when it comes to matters of a more personal nature, but I shall endeavour to try. \[Beat\] Over the years I have acted in ways that you have judged... harsh. Well I do not wish for you to undergo any further suffering. Indeed, I would like our life to return to a calm normality.
    GEORGIANA
    Thank you William.
    The DUKE looks relieved. He smiles.
    DUKE
    Lady Melbourne has arranged a small gathering in honour of your recent return from holiday. Given some of the vague reports that have been circulating over this past year, I think it would be wise for us to go. A show of unity, so to speak.
    Beat.
    GEORGIANA
    Who will be there?
    DUKE
    Everybody.
    GEORGIANA recognises what this must mean.
    GEORGIANA
    As you wish.
    The DUKE turns back to the window. We see what he sees: BESS is playing with all their children in the garden, the image distorted by the wavy glass of the window pane. It is a mirrored moment from his opening scene where he watched the young people dancing, his thoughts then a mystery... The DUKE resumes his faraway look and says as if from nowhere,
    DUKE
    How wonderful to be that free.
    GEORGIANA looks at him sympathetically, as if for the first time she finally understands this trapped and complex man. The DUKE, a little exposed by his revealing statement, nods and leaves, disappearing off into the long corridor. After a beat, GEORGIANA takes the DUKE's position at the window and looks out at the children playing with BESS and smiles. CUT TO: 153b EXT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. GARDEN. DAY 153b BESS stands in the garden, watching the children. GEORGIANA approaches from behind her. The two women look at each other, understanding the sentiment completely. They smile, then GEORGIANA leads them forward to the children. They turn to see her.
    GEORGIANA
    Who will catch me first?
    The children's faces light up. GEORGIANA runs around the garden, chased by them and BESS until she finally allows herself to be caught. CUT TO: CUT TO: OMITTED

I/E. LADY MELBOURNE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
    A society gathering is in full swing. A FOOTMAN addresses the party in his booming voice.
    FOOTMAN
    The Duke and Duchess of Devonshire. And Lady Elizabeth Foster.
    Behind the front doors BESS whispers to GEORGIANA.
    BESS
    Are you ready for this?
    GEORGIANA
    Yes.
    The room goes quiet with a great sense of expectation... The doors swing open... GEORGIANA steps back into the limelight... She's looks stylish but in a mature, demure way. GEORGIANA walks through the crowd, taking in the scene around her. She nods hello to FOX and SHERIDAN, and there's a warm, ad-hoc mix of bowing and 'welcome home Your Grace'. She has been accepted back with respect and relief. CUT TO: 155A OMITTED 155A

155B INT. LADY MELBOURNE'S HOUSE. ROOM - NIGHT 155B
    GEORGIANA enters another room full of people. Across it she sees CHARLES GREY. The DUKE and BESS are aware of him too, but stand back to allow GEORGIANA to handle the situation. It feels risky in this company but GEORGIANA walks through the crowd toward him.
    GEORGIANA
    Mr Grey.
    GREY
    Your Grace...
    A subtle hush descends on the gathering as the GUESTS around them look over with bated breath, sensing the whiff of scandal. The tension in the room is palpable. GEORGIANA's is nervous and it is unclear whether she will give way to her emotions or manage to keep her composure. GREY too, is awkward but summons up the strength to act for the crowd.
    GREY
    I trust your tour was agreeable?
    GEORGIANA understands what he is doing and reciprocates.
    GEORGIANA
    Yes, thank you. We passed the summer in Switzerland and the winter in Nice.
    GREY
    Well, I speak for everybody when I say how glad I am that you have returned home safely.
    GEORGIANA smiles back. Her eyes tell a different story. The polite and seemingly innocent small talk continues...
    GEORGIANA
    And what news is there with you?
    GREY looks uncomfortable. Beat.
    GREY
    I am to be engaged to Lady Ponsonby. The announcement will follow shortly.
    GEORGIANA swallows hard. Beat.
    GEORGIANA
    Congratulations.
    Beat. GREY looks at her again.
    GREY
    And I have a niece...
    GEORGIANA looks up quickly.
    GREY
    ....who is much loved.
    Beat as she takes a moment to digest this..
    GREY
    One day you should come and see her. In a little while. If you would like...
    Beat. They look at each other.
    GEORGIANA
    I would like that very much.
    GEORGIANA curtsies with perfect etiquette and walks back into the party. GREY watches her go as she walks confidently off into the crowd to join the DUKE and BESS who are waiting for her. CUT TO: OMITTED OMITTED OMITTED

159A (FORMERLY SC. 156) INT. DEVONSHIRE HOUSE. ENTRANCE HALL -159A
    NIGHT
    It's still and silent in the house.

159B (FORMERLY PART OF SC. 157) INT. HALLWAY TO BEDROOMS. 159B
    DEVONSHIRE HOUSE - NIGHT
    The DUKE, BESS and GEORGIANA walk through a long corridor.
    They stop at the point in the corridor where it splits into two directions: one toward the DUKE's bedroom, the other toward GEORGIANA and BESS's.
    DUKE
    Good night, G.
    GEORGIANA
    Good night, William.
    The DUKE turns to BESS, expecting her to follow him. BESS looks to GEORGIANA, who looks back intensely. BESS gets the message and turns back to the DUKE.
    BESS
    Good night, William.
    The DUKE is surprised, but doesn't want to upset the newfound harmony.
    DUKE
    Oh yes, well...Good night Bess.
    The DUKE walks off to his bedroom alone. GEORGIANA and BESS walk together, two massive dresses side by side down the middle of the wide corridors and rooms, rustling in the silence. They look at each other and smile supportively, then reach out to hold hands. CUT TO:

(FORMERLY PART OF SC. 157) INT. GEORGIANA'S BEDROOM.
    DEVONSHIRE HOUSE
    GEORGIANA and BESS settle outside GEORGIANA's bedroom. GEORGIANA looks at BESS. BESS smiles back. They embrace and BESS walks off.
    In a mirror of scene 4AB GEORGIANA walks from camera into the room, then turns around for us to see her strong, determined face. GEORGIANA nods to two servants who step forward, take the handles and pull the double doors closed, GEORGIANA's face finally disappearing behind the crack in the middle with a bang. Cut to black. After a moment the following words appear: Georgiana, the Duke and Bess lived openly together for the next ten years until Georgiana died Fade out / fade in: Georgiana ensured in her will that Bess could marry the Duke and become the next Duchess of Devonshire Fade out / fade in Grey became Britain's 32nd Prime Minister Fade to black, then fade up to: A PORTRAIT OF ELIZA - her face a mix between GEORGIANA and GREY. On this is superimposed: In late childhood Eliza found out the true identity of her mother. The source of the informant remains unknown. The picture pans down to a miniature around ELIZA's neck - it is of GEORGIANA as she started in the film: an open, optimistic seventeen year old girl smiling out to camera. End titles.

Summary: The young Georgiana is contracted in marriage to William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire, with the expectation that she produce his male heir. Georgiana is quickly disillusioned by her husband, especially when Charlotte, an illegitimate child fathered by William whose mother has died, comes to live with them while Georgiana is pregnant. William expects Georgiana to tolerate the child's presence. He also suggests that she "practise mothering" on the young girl. When Georgiana gives birth to a girl, William is displeased. In his mind, he has fulfilled his obligations to her as her husband but, by failing to provide him with a legitimate male heir, she has failed in her obligations as his wife. Georgiana becomes a leading light in fashionable society.  She socialises with the young Lady Bess Foster at Bath and invites her to live with them since Bess has nowhere else to go. William has an affair with Bess, causing Georgiana to feel robbed of her only friend and betrayed by Bess. Bess tells Georgiana that her motive is to regain her three sons (whom her husband has taken from her), so she continues to live with them. Georgiana starts an affair with Charles Grey. William is outraged when Georgiana suggests that since he has Bess, she should be allowed Charles. William rapes Georgiana; a male child is the product. Bess encourages the affair between Georgiana and Charles after the birth of Georgiana's son. Soon, the whole of London society learns of Georgiana's affair. William threatens to end Charles's political career and forbid Georgiana from seeing her children again if she does not end the relationship. After initially refusing, Georgiana ends her relationship with Grey but tells William that she is pregnant with Charles' child. She is sent to the countryside where she gives birth to her daughter with Grey, Eliza Courtney, who is given to the Grey family to raise as Charles' niece. Georgiana finds comfort in Bess's friendship during her time of giving birth to Eliza. Georgiana and William come to terms with one another and, along with Bess, continue their lives together. The after-credits reveal Georgiana secretly visits her daughter Eliza. Eliza goes on to name her own daughter Georgiana, after her mother. Charles later becomes Prime Minister under William IV. Before she dies, Georgiana permits William and Bess to marry.