Lady St. Edmund:
[Lady St. Edmund and Casey have gone into the garden to look for the gardener, Mr. Gidding]
Gidding? Gidding?
[see the gardener bent over a rose bush, trimming it]

Lady St. Edmund:
Mr. Gidding! I would have a word with you. I thought I made it quite clear that there were to be fresh roses on the landing every morning!
Priory:
[disguised as Mr. Gidding, the gardener]
Your orders? I don't give a hoot en hoot about your orders, the roses come first!
Lady St. Edmund:
Oh, do they indeed? You know, you used to be a good, pleasant gardener. But in recent years, you have become fairly tiresome and crotchety!
Priory:
Oh, that's the way, is it? Crotchety, am I? If I known we going to thoroughly examine my character, I would have washed my hands and put on my Sunday best!
Lady St. Edmund:
Gidding! We are discussing the roses!
Priory:
Now, that's enough of that! You two go off and toodle over the property and I'll take care of what I do best!
Lady St. Edmund:
Mr. Gidding!
Priory:
Here here! Now see here, I'll trim my roses as I see fit!
Lady St. Edmund:
Your roses? Very well. If that is your attitude, you are dismissed!
[nods for effect, and her and Casey walk away]

Lady St. Edmund:
Priory? Priory!
Priory:
[rushes back into the house through the back entrance. The kids are there waiting]
Quick, help!
[the children help Priory to get out of his disguise and back into his butler uniform]

Priory:
Get the boots, get the boots!
Peter:
[Priory has his butler uniform back on and is about to answer Lady St. Edmund]
Psst! Psst!
[Priory looks back, Peter points to his eyebrows and mouths the word Eyebrows, meaning Priory still has the fake ones on]

Peter:
.
Priory:
[Priory quickly takes them off and stuffs them in his pocket, then puts the stale bread bag on the tray he is carrying]
Yes, My Lady?
Lady St. Edmund:
[breathing heavily]
Oh Priory! I have dismissed Gidding. I wish him packed and out of here by this evening!
Priory:
I see. Do you think that decision might have been a little rash, My Lady?
Lady St. Edmund:
Certaintly not! He was impertanant!
Priory:
Oh, that's just his way, My Lady. And may I say, he would be very hard, for me to replace.
Lady St. Edmund:
He would?
Priory:
Very hard. And I would ensure that he had fresh roses on the landing, every morning.
Lady St. Edmund:
You would? Well, I suppose I, might give him one more chance. But you may tell him, that this is positively his last!
Priory:
Yes, My Lady. Oh, My Lady, the stale bread.
[hands Lady St. Edmund the bag]

Lady St. Edmund:
Oh, thank you, Priory.

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Una ragazza, un maggiordomo e una lady (1977)

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