The Grand

At the end of World War I, the Bannerman family re-opens the Grand Hotel after a lengthy closure and a costly re-furbishing. The hotel has been in the family for a long time and John Bannerman and his wife Sarah desperately want to make a go of it. Their son Stephen has returned from the wars without any physical harm but still suffers from the mental anguish of seeing so many of his comrades-in-arms falling on the battlefield. When they learn that their accountant has squandered what little money they had left, they must turn to John's brother Marcus, a successful businessman who has eschewed any interest in the hotel over the years but now seems ready to plunge into the business with both feet. He also has an interest in Sarah. For the most part, the staff take pride in their work and are lead by the Hall Porter, Jacob Collins, who lost his son in the war and by Kate Morris one of the chamber maids who, by force of her own personality, is bound to make an impression on anyone who meets her. With the arrival of a permanent guest, Miss Esme Harkness, the cast is set for much drama as their lives, hopes and dream all become intertwined.

Cast

• Stephen Moyer
• Paul Warriner
• Amanda Mealing
• Rebecca Callard
• Tim Healy
• Susan Hampshire
• Michael Siberry
• Glen Mortimer
• Julia St. John
• Mark McGann
• Jane Danson
• Christine Mackie
• Camilla Power
• Maria Mescki
• Naomi Radcliffe
• Louie Ramsay
• Emily Hamilton
• Michael Begley
• Ifan Meredith

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  In 1920, John Bannerman and his wife Sarah open the Grand, a lavish hotel in Manchester. However the...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  Whilst Sarah feels under-mined by Marcus's cocky attitude,she is aware that he is the Grand's best h...
• Episode 3: (#1.3)
  The Bannermans' young son Stephen, who fought in the Great War, becomes besotted with a girl called ...
• Episode 4: (#1.4)
  Esmee's continued patronage of Monica arouses the jealousy of other maids and tempers are frayed bec...
• Episode 5: (#1.5)
  As the Bannermans mark the anniversary of the premature death of their little girl Catherine, Maggie...
• Episode 6: (#1.6)
  John Bannerman is bitten by a stray dog and the doctor tells him he may have caught rabies. He is la...
• Episode 7: (#1.7)
  Ruth is annoyed that Marcus is organizing her life for her - moving her furniture into the Grand and...
• Episode 8: (#1.8)
  Monica is sentenced to hang and Kate accuses Esmee of being responsible for her fate. Esmee goes to ...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: (#2.1)
  Marcus opens his club, the Manhattan, managed by Stephen, who offers Clive permanent bar-work. Ruth ...
• Episode 2: (#2.2)
  On a staff outing to the music-hall, chambermaid Lynne impresses when she gets up on stage and the l...
• Episode 3: (#2.3)
  Kate hides her disappointment as Stephen introduces her to his fiancee, Christina Lloyd-Price, at a ...
• Episode 4: (#2.4)
  There is much turmoil at the Grand hotel. The staff are upset when they learn that David Jeffries, o...
• Episode 5: (#2.5)
  Now installed as the sole owner of the Grand, Marcus Bannerman decides staff cuts are required to re...
• Episode 6: (#2.6)
  Clive Evans visits his Dad and has some news to tell him. He's reluctant at first but slowly tells h...
• Episode 7: (#2.7)
  Edward Lawrence comes to the Grand to find Esmee. Forty years ago they were deeply in love but the c...
• Episode 8: (#2.8)
  Esmee interviews girls for the club. Many pay protection to Scott, a vicious pimp who, to put her of...
• Episode 9: (#2.9)
  Stephen continues to see Kate, causing some staff resentment, especially when Marcus makes her assis...
• Episode 10: (#2.10)
  Last show of the series....

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Grind - 50 Cent
• The Grind - Aerosmith
• The Grind - David Wilcox
• The Grind - TQ
• The Grind - Erykah Badu
• The Grind - David Wilcox (Canadian)
• The Grind - Down With Webster
• The Ground - Rust Belt Lights
• The Grind - People Under The Stairs
• The Ground - Orla Gartland
• The Current - Dave Mcnamara
• The Current - Blue Man Group
• The Crowned - Apse

G-G-G-G-G...G-G-G-G-G...G-G-G-G-G-G-UNIT!
(Tony Yayo)
You a half time hustla, im a full time hustla
(50 Cent)
Cuz I stay on the grind, i stay on the grind
(Lloyd Banks)
While you chasin your dick, Ill be chasin them tits
(50)
Cuz I stay On the grind, I stay on the grind
Man, the D's on me, cuz they caught me with a nine
And I, stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
(TY)
Wife be beggin, for me to spend time
(50)
Cuz I, stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
(Verse 1: 50 Cent)
All I do is sit and think of ways that I can come up
Hit tips of 1 up, then maybe they could gun up
My pockets are hurtin homie, I aint feelin this shit
Have yo mama screamin (BABY BOO, IS YA HIT?!)
I aint Scarface, "No women no kids" I dont give a fuck
Better teach that bitch and that little nigga ta duck
With a P90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you survive, you gon feel what time'll do to ya
I'm a hard-headed nigga, I came up so hard
Had to get shot 9 times for me to find God
If 10 planes hit the projects, nobody will care
Look around, they aint nothin but black folks around here
From brothers that become political, and start to manuever
They'll give you a hundred years man, they did it to Hoover
Ya, you can hate me or love me, when you see me bust shots
Come and hug me, come show me she loves me
(CHORUS: 50 Cent)
I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5, and I
Stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I aint got time for love. I'm tryna get mine, and I
Stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I got moans in the middle, and I'm always gon shine, cuz I
Stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
If you call when I'm busy, when you got spare time, cuz I
Stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
(Verse 2: Tony Yayo)
I got claintell, I flip coke in a hurry
Darryl Strawberry even called me on the celly
And Whitney Houston, saw my coke be movin
I got the china white from the schuben
And my dope connects, the dudes be African
He got Boo-koo bucks, he be traffican
I know feinds that'll rob a train, to feed their vein
Feinds that'll kill an addict that support their habit
Feinds that'll pawn their jewels for dog food
So when I'm on the strip, you know I'm on the move
Fuck cops in a bentley, with low ass knowledge
I cop ten bricks and pay for a pilots
Now theres coke in Ohana, dope in Alabama
I'm, not a rapper, Tony Yay' is a scrambler
Remember back then, is when I slinged on the corner
I had the sheep skin, my girl had to love the barber
((Chorus))
(Verse 3: Lloyd Banks)
Dont get caught robbin the pot, cuz your hand'll be tossed
Get on both sides, its your man Berry Boss
Imma flood the watch, and every cross
Nevermind a horse, im in a porsche, its my turn to floss
Dont put me in a mix of your rap lies
Diss me, Ill dip you in toilet water so you can get baptized
I grew up with the peasants in the halls
Elevators is broke, probably have a specious in the walls
Now haters get wreckless with the calls
As Im fuckin their bitch and they buyin breakfast in the morn
Not to mention, he dresses in the malls
New Prada footwear, Nexino necklace with the fauls
I dont care if you over 300 pounds, dont seduce me
You'll get your big ass cut up like Bruce Lee
I wont stop till my starve eat
We got tools, thatll steam your ass around like a 5 heart beat
((Chorus))

I never thought a first time love would ever last
How could a kiss like that, knock me flat on my ass
hey ha...
The burning bed
the roses dead
and now i'm dancing with myself
Yeah, i'm missing you
just like you want me too
you made me trip into the grind
now I can't get you off of my mind
Your sweet talkin' hip shakin' walkin' gonna blow a man away
kiss butt, guess what even double crossin' dogs have their day, ha
so forget about, regret about, you're right I ain't afraid to say
yeah, I'm missing you
just like you want me to
you made me trip into the grind
now I can't get you off
And the more I tried
leads to the same old lie
you made me slip into the grind
now I can't get you off of the cloud we was on
and now it's all gone
tell me why, why, why, why
why ain't I getting through
ain't no lie their out of love, love, love
Tell me was it good, for you
tell me what you want
Yeah, 'cause i'm missing you
just like you know I do
you made me trip into the grind
now I can'y get you off,
and you know I tried
leads to the same old why
you made me trip into the grind
now I can't, can't, can't get you
get you
get you
get you
get you
get you
get you
get you

I'm a coke shoe bopper
From New Orleans
I take every kinda drug
That you ever seen
I've eatin' inside, outside
Bring in the twist
I gotta fire my missle
'Till it sounds like this
And I know, I know
I'm, too cool
Too cool, too cool,
I'm too cool, too cool
I know I'm too cool too cool
Well I got somethin' here
That I want you to feel
You may not like it
But I think you will
Guaranteed to rock you
Back on your heels
Somethin' I call
My electric eel
And I know, I know
I'm too cool,
Too cool, too cool
Too cool, too cool
He too cool, too cool
I've got a blind man watchin' me in my bed
I've got a deaf man listening to everything I say
I don't want you people to think I'm dead
Because my eyes
Roll back in my head
And I know
I know, I'm too cool
Too cool, too cool
Too cool, too cool
Too cool, too cool
He knows it
She sees it
Too cool, too cool
Too cool, too cool

The Grind
f/ Warren G
[TQ]
I often dream of bad days
And different times
And I just don't know a better way
For me to get mine, mmm
That's why I got to shine
The game been good to me
Ain't nothin' gon' stop my grind
So it ain't no need to fake on me
Guess some folks just too far behind in they mind
(And it's a crime, crime)
Well, Terry gon' keep on movin'
1 - [TQ]
I see you tryna get me
Never gonna let them bustas get to me
Cuz I'ma get that, even if ya with me
Always keep my tired eyes open
Like OJ, you can't stick me
I got something for the whole damn world to see
So I'ma give it up, best believe me
Ain't gon' get me off of my grind
[TQ]
Grind, grind is exactly what it seems to be
For all of those times
You know those times, when you wish for some prosperity
All you could find was hate, deceit and lies
So you tell somebody else, to get it off your mind
Wanna get it off of your mind
Well, I start hearin' melodies
So I grab my pen and pad and recline on my grind
And that's how Terrance keep movin'
Repeat 1
[Warren G.]
We on the grind y'all
Cuz we some worldwide riders
What, we on a grind y'all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
All my life, LBC, for my city I mash
All these OG's and BG's and wanna-bes and L-O-C's
The only friends I got is my 2-1-3
Just my dog Snoop-T-Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
Can't forget about my nigga H to the dizzy
Pressure and strifes, them wanna take my whites
But these jaw jacks and hood cracks
Will make you break some bizacks
What you thought?
Ya know what I'm sayin', we on the grind like that
Thought we was trippin'?
Haha, all you thought we had was jeans and t-shirts?
What? We hustlin' cuz we want it all
Brand new socks and drawers, fool
Repeat 1

Every day is a struggle
How to hustle some doe
If you was raised in the hood
Well then you already know
It be days that be good
But mostly money be slow
Have you ever been hungry before?
Steady on the grind Stead on the grind
'Cause I got to make it happen
My family depending on me
Steady on the grind Steady on the grind
'Cause I got to make it happen
Ain't nobody gone do it for me
Ha ooh wa ooh ha ooh wa ooh
Ha ooh wa ooh ha ooh wa ooh
Steady on the grind
Daily on the grind
Money on my mind
So heavy on my mind So heavy on my mind
Mommy got a job makin' bout six-somethin' an hour
She became the breadwinner when daddy was unemployed
Working forty-plus hours and kissing ass
Seeming like the only honest way she can get some cash
She struggglin' - she don't know I be hustlin' pulling my own weight
I be hearing them fuss and fightin' at night mad late
Over economics; it's logic meaning they don't got it
Living in the projects, money's the only object
She makes $280 a week, standing on her feet
The ends aint even meeting - the family ain't eatin'
Cause if taxes is 10%, and the rest if for the rent
Then crime is what u get and niggaz is innocent
See it really ain't about if you eatin' or not eatin'
It's breathin' or not breathin' - freedom or not freedom
'nother day, 'nother way, 'nother dollar spent

(Myles Goodwyn/Jim Clench)
Published by Summerlea Music, Ltd. - BMI
Alive and jivin', bareback ridin', anything to tease you
We rant and rave, the world to save, anything to please you
Now all night long we roll along, we ain't in bed till seven
I know damn well we're goin' to hell, can't pay the price in heaven
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
They say we're no class, man are they crass, smiles upon their faces
We're glad to be this way you see, we have no need for crazes
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
We're rock 'n' roll children tonight
We're gonna rattle everything in sight
Look out ma, the hooligans are rolling tonight
We've been gone a long long time, and I only want to see you
I'm headin' home and all alone, you know how much I need you
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
We're rock 'n' roll children tonight
We're gonna rattle everything in sight
Look out ma, the hooligans are rolling tonight
We're rock 'n' roll children tonight
We're gonna rattle everything in sight
Look out ma, the hooligans are rolling tonight
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, just like that

Every day I wake up on the grind, but it's hard with you, babe, up on my mind.
Every day I wake up on the grind, and it's true, I just wanna grind with you.
I said, [x2]
Now if the birds don't chirp and the sun don't shine, you know one day I'm gunna make you mine.
Tried to play it cool, but it's a waste of time.
All I gotta do is stay up on my grind.
Now, And if you hold my hand.
Said you won't need no other man.
To buy you kicks, take you to flicks,
I'm up in the mix, lickity split.
Just wiggle your hips,
And call your links, Now we're out so late.
Wake up in the morning and I can't think straight.
Sometimes I gotta blink just to know if I'm awake.
I guess I'm dreaming when I think of all the money we could make.
Everyday I wake up on the grind, but it's hard with you, babe, up on my mind.
Every day I wake up on the grind.
And it's true, I just wanna grind with you, I said. [x2]
And I woke up yesterday, in the state of disarray.
Tryna get me some papers, cause yo I gotta get paid.
Gotta get out on the town, me and solo put it down.
Now I'm grindin' tryin' to find her.
She's my diamond in the ground.
Now she's movin like student but her marks fell behind.
Hard to Keep the peace of mind when her dad's on the grind, like me.
Gotta get behind the mic, see?
Or else I'll wind up on the grind.
And I hope she writes me.
Every day I wake up on the grind, but it's hard with you, babe, up on my mind.

My knees buckle under me.
The ground below is unforgiving, cold and ruthless.
There's nothing I can do to keep from falling down.
I might as well learn how to get my feet back on the ground.
Do your worst. No matter how much it hurts, I CAN TAKE THIS.
Do your worst. No matter how much it hurts, I'll be back to my feet within the
NEXT TWO WEEKS.
Even though I will spitting out my teeth, I turn my head around, there's nothing left.
It's looking pretty empty.
But no matter what happens, I know for sure, that if i'm NOT DEAD YET,
I have everything to live for.
Face down, bruised and broken, eyes barely open.
But I've still got some air in my lungs.
Face down, bruised and broken, feels like I'm choking.
But I've still got some air in my lungs,

Dialogue:
Look man, we've got to think about this together. We've gotta take our time. You and me gonna come up with something we're gonna figure out how to get this running. We have to press these records. We need the money. Okay, Let's think about this work as a TEAM and we'll come up with somethin alright! Let's work on it.
(Double K)
I never flipped keys might have sold an eigth or a dime.
I grind and hustle it always involved the rhyme
Travellin' dealin' with different zones of time.
Done work leave a hard play
We pay dues and shine
Hit the studio whoops I gotta feed my dog
Truncate the funky loop and Thes said he got a call
And retail's waitin
So no time for chasin' the spotlight
Gotta call it a early night
Gotta make sure this product's right
The label set a deadline now we on the go
The agency got a show
wake up and catch wreck
keep the sound correct
Lay down the vocals and the levels are next
This is what it's like in the world of a B-Boy
Maniac do the world tour car, plane, and Amtrak
I ain't a businessman but I'm the business man.
Workin' like an entrepreneur with a wealth all planned
Never had my hand out don't nobody owe me
But promoters and record labels to get me and the homie
What we came here for
but in the mean time we'll have somebody at your door
[Hey yo man yo, what's up man yo it's been three weeks you ain't returned our calls or nothin' so you know we just came to check this out man I mean Where's the money at you know. You see my hand out, I ain't leavin' 'til my hand's back in my pocket ya dig?]
In the meantime I gotta earn one
We gotta earn one man in the meantime
I said we work hard in the meantime
and in the meantime man I gotta earn one.
I gotta earn one in the meantime
so in the meantime yeah we work hard
Hey yo we work hard in the meantime
and in the meantime man I gotta earn one
(Thes One)
You know we stay on the go and gotta see things progressin'
And work hard like a man from the depression
Pickin' up pennies in any job I think I gotta feel the satisfaction the action to earn dollar.
You gotta understand that's why we floss when we spend a lot
Bustin' our backs in the studio like Tupac
And like 'Pac we got bossed by our label
But it doesn't matter the hard work is spinnin' on your turntable
So many hours man you wouldn't believe
Hangin' up the hat and the coat
And rollin' up the sleeves
Gettin' high thinkin' the clock is breathin' down my neck
There's not enough hours but so many things to do yet
Gotta catch a jet at 11 Pacific time but it's crossin' the date line
And we'll be in city by 9
The idle time on the plane's got me itchin'
Hard work is the calamari
Put the cook in the kitchen man
Let him stir it up Bringin' the new flavor
And fax the contracts with some business behavior
Believe in the beats the track record's been shown
14 years on the MPC gave me carpal tunnel syndrome man
I'm still makin' plans with my achin' hands
Stayin' up all night makin' it funky for the fans
If it doesn't earn I know we'll get another turn
'Cause we put in work like a crip burnin' the sherm
It's the P
It's the P
It's the P for you
It's the P
Check it out
In the meantime we gonna earn some
We gonna earn some up in the meantime
We be the P my brother and yes we earn ours
We gonna earn it up in the meantime

Try your worst, 'cause I've heard it all
And just stuck on a brave face &tried; to walk tall
And you can tell me that I've changed when you can look me in the eye
I've got tricks up my sleeve
As I wave goodbye
I like to think that I am stronger now than I was before
But now I'm having trouble showing you the door
And ohhhh
I'm on my road
I've got my map in hand but I just don't know where I stand
And now I'm here
Picking my pieces off the ground
We need to get the negativity slack and let the positivity back
I need a smile that isn't fake
But I'ma need your help for goodness' sake, your help
I'm sick of being a drifter, being a floater
Go-away-and-get-the-boat-er
No one wants you here, why can't you see
I was living life through someone else's eyes but now I'm finally back to me
I like to think that I am stronger now than I was before
But now I'm having trouble showing you the door
And ohhhh
I'm on my road
I've got my map in hand but I just don't know where I stand
And now I'm here
Picking my pieces off the ground
Picking my pieces off the ground
Picking my pieces off
The ground you stand on
The ground that looks you in the eye
The ground you stand on
The ground that you will just walk by
And ohhhh
I'm on my road
I've got my map in hand but I just don't know where I stand
And now I'm here

You were speaking like the white on waves, My craft is no longer.
I was thinking 'bout the cross town trains, Your life is no stronger.
Hand-in-hand, let's leave the water in our past
Boat unmanned, our ears deceive us no avast.
We were looking for a sort of way to prolong her
And so we rowed until the light of day, the current can't save her
Silently, the waves took her from me
Patiently, my mind let go though gravely.
I don't know what you're looking for,
But I hope you find it.
And no matter who you've implored,

Going down,
Down where my breath is the only sound
Going down
Going down,
Going down,
Don't look for me now, all day long,
i'm underground
And I've been thinking about the future
I've been waiting for the day
Let the current carry me,
far away
Let the current carry me awayyyyy
Current flows,
but I don't know where it goes
I don't care,
I just get it there
Took this job,
cause I needed one
Now its seven years,
since I've seen the sun,
All day long I'm underground
And I've been thinking about the future
I've been waiting for the day
Let the current carry me, far away
Let the current carry me awayyyyy
Now been thinking about the future,
I hope some day I'll get away
but the current keeps bringing me,
back around,
seems the only place for me is,
underground.
So tommorrow when the sun comes up,
I'll be going down, going down.

we've been chosen many times before
we'd been chosen many times before
occupation
what you do?
we don't want to ruin with you no more
you were waring many years ago
you were waring many years ago
no matter what you say
you will newer change your ways (at all)
you go to war in the name of peace
all the signs you didn't see
a little spirit, down and deep
from your towers you could't see