All language subtitles for The Darling Buds of May s02e06 Season of Heavenly Gifts 2.eng

Good boy.

Well done, Sabrina.

Thank you very much.

Still nothing?

You'd think someone would miss 30 ,000
quid, wouldn't you? Whether they do or

not is not the point. It's you I'm
worried about.

You're like a maggot on a chop, you are.
All jumpy because you're sitting on all

that cash.

Well,

I mean, it's a burden.

Maybe Charlie's right. Maybe you ought
to take it back to the police.

Just say it turned up. I'll tell you
what.

Have a look. See what my horoscope says.
Oh.

What do you think?

When a year goes by without picking,
there are often problems.

Serious problems?

Well, it can affect the following year's
crop.

Root stock draws too much acid from the
soil and the lupulin from the conehead

flowers is too sour.

However, I'm happy to say, Mr Charlton,
these hops look set for a good harvest.

So your brewery will be interested.

Kesselman's best bitter is always made
from the finest hops.

Oh, yes, I should think they'll pay a
fair price, provided these hops are

properly tended till the picking season.

Right. May I just say how glad I am
personally to hear you're taking over

hop garden? Oh, one of the finest fights
in Kent in the late summer when the

crop's ready.

Excuse me a moment, Mr Gibbons.

Morning, Amy. Morning, Charlie.

Are you all right, Mrs Kentley? Not
quite, Mr Geraldton.

This just arrived.

Rather than Abe, Mr. Learmonk was going
to buy the rest of my land, but he's

decided not to. No explanation.

But I know what's happened.

He's been put off by that horrible man.

Marcus Cope.

Yes. He's been badgering me ever since
my husband died.

Yes, I know.

Determined to get his hands on this
place.

Somebody must know of a yellow vintage
Rolls -Royce.

Try harder.

Oh, here we are.

Oh, very nice.

Anything interesting in the post this
morning?

Looking, Bill, for cattle feed again.

I was hoping they might take a couple of
them Sherman tank engines in payment. A

rates reminder?

I'll burn it. Gone in the stove?

Good. And another letter from Monty. Oh,
all right, is he? No, he's not.

No, I knew from his last letter he's
unhappy. Probably never wants to come

Oh. Well, he's bound to be a bit
homesick, isn't he? First time being

No, it's not just that. He said he's got
a put -up with a lot of bullying.

Well, you've got to expect a bit of eye
jinx from lads, haven't you? Let me see

the letter.

Bullying from his instructor.

Monty officer called Strickland.

Well, we'll have a word with him about
it tomorrow at the open day, shall we?

The rain poured into the tent. It was
just as well. Our flour and sugar were

full jar.

That is standard cookhouse true.

But leaks are easily remedied. Heaven
knows we had plenty of them during the

monsoon. Yes, but do you think the
cookhouse tent will collapse?

Well, the important thing is to keep the
canvas at the right stretch. It's

tension that keeps it watertight.

Ah, knock in.

Oh, dib -dib -dib, dob -dob -dob.
They've got you on parade too, have

Yeah, well, I'm the local volunteer task
force colonel.

Mr and Mrs Larkin have been so helpful.

And Mr Charlton was very helpful too.

This is his handiwork.

Don't worry about that, Edith. If the
kids want a bath, they can come round to

our place. Oh, thank you.

This is splendid, isn't it?

It's amazing what can be achieved in the
field.

Well, got a bit of a problem then, have
you, Edith? Oh, disgust.

The cookhouse is letting in the rain.

There's only one thing for it. The
ground slopes away there, and the guys

tighten properly.

I'm afraid the whole tent will have to
be shifted a few yards.

Ah. Well, with your help, Larkin, it
shouldn't take too long.

We don't mind, do we?

No, of course not, General.

Might work out a bit of a thirst, eh?

By the way, did I tell you Ma and me
were going to Chatham tomorrow to see

Montgomery? It's his opening day.

How is the dear lad?

Bit worried about him, really.

Yeah, after what's been happening down
there. Oh?

Yeah, apparently he's one of two bullies
on this HMS Davenport, making his life

a misery.

Did you say HMS Davenport? Yeah. And
when I say HMS, I don't mean it's a

It's more like a barracks, you know,
with lots of masts and things.

Good heavens, is Shandy Gap still
running the show?

Shandy? Well, Captain Basil Shand, RN
retired, is the commanding officer. Yes,

know him, I know him. We were in SEAP
together.

No. South East Asia Command.

We were both on Mount Battenstaff.

Get away, you wuss. I had no idea that
young Monty was learning the ropes from

him. Yes.

Small world.

Of course, Montgomery's always wanted to
be a sailor, you know. Oh, yeah. Takes

after me in that.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I ran away to sea once, you know.
Did you? Yeah.

Got as far as the Woolwich Ferry and I
was sick.

Look, Larkin, would you mind if I came
along too?

It's an open day, you say?

I might be able to pull a few strings.

Or ropes.

Very good idea, General. Yeah.

I'm very glad to have you along.

to have you along, General.

What's that mean?

Members of the Noise Abatement Society,
are they?

Ton -ups, I believe they're called.

What?

100 miles an hour on the Maidstone
Bypass.

They'd bypass this place altogether.

Hello,

darling, how are you?

What is this, a pub or an old folk's
home?

Louts! They ought to be damn well
thrashed.

Oi,

V!

Mr Tilly.

Vince. Ginger.

Kurt.

Maybe they're not just passing through.

You can sleep in here.

Hang on a minute.

Have you not got any spare rooms?

There's a job to be done.

I'm not sure I should put you up on the
premises at all.

That's a great bunkhouse, partner. This
will do okay.

This will do okay.

It's a job to be done.

I'll tell you what I want you to do.

How was the shepherd's toy?

We used to starve prisoners.

Or else serve up the kind of nosh to
make even the toughest nut crack.

Now, we've run into boarding house.

I'm getting impatient with you,
Melcrone.

I told you, I don't know what you're
talking about. You're a liar.

You had a bag full of money and somehow
you got rid of it.

Look, I've been here for 48 hours
without a charge. I know my rights.

You can't hold me much longer.

I need to tray right at you, right,
Warcroft?

Unprovoked violence.

It ought to be worth another 24 hours.

Monty! Everybody, together!

Monty! I'm ready!

Oh, Monty, that, er, that Monty Watson
that Monty told us about.

Yes, well, Strickland... Don't move!

I don't like the look of him.

What are they going to start for, the
hops?

The brewery chemist gave it to me.

If you revolve those rings, filter
fertilisation, spraying, cultivation and

watering to the correct month of the
year, and it gives you a programme.

I preferred it when you quoted me poems.

Well, that's not a poem, too.

And he's a poem.

And that's a poem, too, whatever it is.

She calls it Papier de Faux Clementine.

I'll build you up for the march
tomorrow.

Hello, Home Farm Bungalow.

Oh, hello, Mrs. Kempley.

Oh, yeah, that's it. Oh!

Oh, Marie.

Oh, you look smart.

Well done. Yes.

General.

You weren't actually doing that, Jim.

Yeah, yeah, I was right.

Very impressive.

You look well, Monty. Thanks, General.

If you'll just excuse me for a moment.

An old chum I want to go and have a word
with.

All right, General. We'll see you later.

Yes. Yeah.

Yeah, well.

Well, come on, Montgomery.

Tell us all about it.

Introduce us to your friends, eh?

Harp. Hmm?

I want to come home.

I hate it here.

Mrs. Kempley, it's me, Mr. Charlton.
Would you open the door, please?

Are you all right, Mrs. Kempley? Where
have they gone?

Yes, I'm all right.

I think they've gone to the up -garden.

Right. Leave it to me.

Montgomery, I thought you wanted to be
an officer in the Merchant Navy.

I still do.

But isn't there another college I could
go to?

Come on, Montgomery.

Lock it.

Doesn't give up that easily.

Oh, I'm not being a coward or a moaner.

I just don't want to be picked on any
more. You've got to fight back.

No, you.

All right.

Tell you what. Tell you what.

We'll think of something.

You go off and chat to your mates now,
and we'll talk to you later.

All right.

Well,

I've been making a few discreet
inquiries. It seems this fellow

first -class instructor, but he's
inclined to pick on individual cadets.

He's been on the carpet a couple of
times for bullying. Someone ought to

him down a peg.

That's just what I intend to do.

You're a strong fellow, aren't you,
Larkin?

Hmm?

For what you're doing here, though I
have my suspicions, then I'll give you

seconds to clear off.

And you'd better do as I say.

Because next time, I'll be aiming for
your wheels.

And this gun will shred your tires to
pieces.

What do you think, Harkin?

Well, I don't know. I mean, he looks
pretty deadly with that kit bag.

See what I mean?

Cricklin's been the outright winner for
the past three years.

If you can knock him off, stay on
yourself, you can win.

Make a big difference to Monty.

Think how proud he'd be.

Yeah. But how do I topple the champion?

Ah.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, we have
another brave, or should I say, rash

volunteer who's going to challenge the
unsinkable Chief Petty Officer

Strickland.

This is Mr Sidney Larkin, who's the
father of one of our junior cadets.

Best of British luck.

All right.

Thank you, son.

Well, they certainly bucked young Monty
up.

He'll be all right now.

Yeah, well, I hope so.

Bullies are finished when they wet their
pants.

They're practically put, Mrs Larkin.

I should have ridden down to the coast
for a swim.

She's right.

The trouble with you lot is that you
don't...

What a mess.

I'm not paying you to make a pigsty of
this place.

If you paid us a bit more money, we'd go
and find somewhere else to stay. What

did I hear about being threatened with a
shotgun?

He wasn't kidding.

We got the hell out of here. I think I
know who it was.

I want to step up this campaign.

You discuss it in the morning when
you're sober.

Hold on.

A minute.

Maybe we've earned a little celebration.

Yeah, maybe we have.

What do you mean?

I found out who owns an old yellow Rolls
Royce.

You can light that cigarette now, I'll
drone.

On second thoughts?

Have another one.

Keep one for later.

Your two chums you blew that fake with.

They've been picked up.

Alfie Lever and Dickie Bryce.

Drowning their sorrows.

Drunk in a pub.

Telling all and sundry how clever they'd
been.

And how stupid to trust you with the
money.

I wasn't scarpering with it. I only got
rid of it... when you turned up.

Who was the uncle?

The backer?

The man who was there for the shout
-out? Give him a name.

I can't.

I never knew.

I was to wait in the car park till
someone come out the club.

I mean... All right.

But you must know where you hid the bag.

What? Put it in another car.

Whose car?

No idea.

No idea?

You got rid of 30 ,000 quid in a car you
didn't know? I panicked when I saw you,

didn't I?

But I, um... Remember the car?

Aspirin? Check.

Sticking plasters?

Check.

What do you want sticking plaster for?

In case we get blistered on our feet.

The Pilgrim's Way is a good 16 miles,
you know.

No, I don't suppose we've got any candle
mint cake. No, but I've got you some

liqueur chocolates. They'll back you up.

Are those my liqueur bonbons? Medicinal
purposes.

You're sure you wouldn't like to take a
thermos of my port and brandy with you,

would you?

Don't be sarcastic, Pop.

Just because you don't agree with what
we're doing.

Since when has my little girl become
involved in politics?

Not being C &D is political, is it?

Well, Martin, I thought you'd come with
a smile.

Someone's got to look after the babies.

Well. Could take them winter.

Hey, that is NSPCC stuff, that is.

We're marching for their future.

The survival of the human race is at
stake, Pop.

We're demonstrating while others accept
atom bombs.

Peace in our time.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's right, Pop.

Right then, come on.

Let's stretch your legs.

Wait a minute, don't you want to lift?

I thought you said you was joining up
with them on the A20.

No, thank you, we'll walk.

Don't need any help from non
-passivists.

Just a minute.

Yes, Ma?

I'm coming too.

Good for you, Ma.

Hey, now, just a minute, Ma.

Just a minute, Ma.

There's hope for mankind yet.

Where are you off to? Oh, we're marching
with

CND. Would you like to come with us?
Yeah. Well, no, actually. I promised

Pilchester I'd help out at the Girl
Guides camp. Oh.

Where is there last day?

Oh, never mind.

See you soon.

Bye.

I suppose being a brigadier, you
probably don't approve of disarmament,

General? Well, not entirely.

Well, jolly good luck, anyway.

I was always taught, never let the enemy
catch you unawares.

Coming.

super camp this year.

We're especially grateful to Mr and Mrs
Larkin for all their help and for all

the food they've given us.

So we're going to repay them in the best
way we can by finding lots of little

jobs to do on their farm.

Are you ready?

Right turn.

Quick march.

Rather good brigadier, isn't it?

Left wheel, Enid, left wheel.

14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,
2, 1.

Hello, Albert.

It's not blinding, Flo.

What are you larkings doing with this
bunch?

Marching for peace.

And I'll be pleased.

I'll be very pleased when she gets back.

Can't you drop more cider?

Oh, well, yes, yes, I will, yes. It's
really delicious.

Yeah, it's from our own orchard, you
know.

Been brewing it over the winter.

It's just come into its peak, look.

Talking of brewing, I hear that young
Charlie's buying a hop garden.

Yes, that's right.

Six acres of Mrs Kinthley's land next to
her host house, you know. Oh, yeah.

Marietta might be able to buy the lot.

They'll need a column of score drawers
for that on the pools.

Mr Park's a fine property.

I didn't know you did the pools, Jim.

Oh, I dream I'll wake up rich one day.

Sudden unexpected windfall, money to
burn.

Wouldn't that be fun?

It would be, eh?

Never happens, though, do you?

Would you like your rolls?

Well,

that's a very good idea, Edie.

I'll tell you what.

Fancy a bit of rough?

Not in front of my gals.

No, no, I meant rough cider.

Oh, well, I shouldn't tremble.

Thank you.

Chin chin chin. Chin chin chin.

You mind telling me what it is that you
want here?

Haven't you caused enough trouble in the
neighbourhood already?

We want to look over your car, Squire.

My car? What for?

Something that doesn't belong to you.
You and Ginger check the house. We don't

want anyone making any phone calls. Wait
a minute. There's no one in there. What

do you mean, you want to check my car?
There's nothing in my car. What are you

looking for?

A whole door with money in it. A lot of
money. And if you've hidden it away,

Squire, you're in real shtook.

All right.

I haven't seen a hold -all with money in
it. Have you seen a hold -all with

money in it, General?

Only in my dreams. Look, this is no
joke!

Feast! Found these in the port.

The house is clear.

Thanks, Marshal.

Well, since you won't cooperate, we'll
have to search.

Are them things loaded?

Dang right they are, partner.

This is ghastly.

Simply ghastly.

Put those weapons down if you know
what's good for you. Get him.

Are you a real general or what, pal?

None of your business.

Now, just a minute, just a minute.

Look, if you will insist on waving those
loaded guns about, will you please let

the children go?

Hey, come on, please.

All right, everyone in that barn.

No, it's all right, Edith, it's all
right. Come on, kids, quickly now. Go

into the barn. That's it, do as the man
says.

Go on, it's all right. Don't worry.

Go on.

That's it.

Edith, off you go.

You won't get away with this, you know.

Stealing guns and keeping us prisoner.

Then kindly don't point that thing at
me.

Jim!

Jim!

Get him in the barn and lock him up. As
soon as we're out of here, the better.

Come on. Come on, this way.

Fourth pilgrim, fourth beast out of thy
stall.

Know thy country, look up, thank God of
all.

Chaucer wrote his tales about them. Foot
soldiers of Christ.

Thank you.

No, good, I'm going to have to tell
them. What?

Tell them where it is, the thing that
they're looking for.

Just a minute, Mr. Larkin.

I don't know what this is all about, but
I do know that you do not give in to

bullies. Edith, look, I'm responsible.

I'm responsible for the kids, for the
general.

Yes, and in that case, you must get us
out of here in an honourable fashion.

I want you to stay here and hold the
fort.

I'm going to get the police.

That's the spirit.

Do take care.

Three tears for Mr. Larkin.

What are you doing?

Up here, up here.

Ginger, bring those shooters.

If those girls are in danger, I say
let's get over there now.

Our children are in danger now.

That's true, ma 'am. We should go and
help.

and then get them out of here.

Get that out of sight.

I'm going to see what's going on.

I'm Dr.

Carey. Yes. Well, actually, it's your
employee, Mr.

Frank Tilly, whom we've come to see.
Tilly?

What do you want with Tilly?

Well, we're a medical flying squad, Mr.
Cope. There's been a suspect report on

him. A suspect report?

He was seen in the village with a
ghastly rash on his arm. He could be a

hazard. You are aware of the smallpox
epidemic.

What are you doing here?

I'm a volunteer reg crosser. Oh, do me a
favour.

Mr. Tilly.

Don't be alarmed, but I need to examine
your arm and do a general check.

Ladies, if you'd like to bring him over
here.

Hey, Mr. Tilly, nothing to worry about.

I had a vaccination last week. You were
there, remember?

Have a seat.

Take off your jacket and roll up your
sleeve.

Let her do as she says.

Oi!

What's going on?

Please don't touch these notes. Don't
touch that note, mister.

This is a Ministry of Health quarantine
note. It means to say that no one is

allowed to leave this building. Put it
outside.

Mr Larkin, Mr Larkin.

What's that for?

Look, it's a fumigation spray. It's full
of a very powerful disinfectant. Please

be very careful. It kills all known
germs.

Oh, Dick, what's happened there? I'm
sorry, sorry. Mr Larkin, ever since I

met you, you've been pouring my...

Itchy, is it?

Sore? I swear I gave him my scratch.

No, it's definitely inflamed. It could
be very serious.

You mean to say that he might be
infected?

I hate to say this, but there's a very
good chance.

Oh, my God.

Surely this is not a police murder?

It's not, sir.

But I think that is.

I think you'll find all the evidence
that you need is in there, Inspector.

Well, thank you, Mr... Larkin.

Larkin. You.

Motorbike louts was flat out asleep,
sir.

Been celebrating by the looks of it.
Well, round them up, then.

Ready aft, sir.

Well done, Sergeant.

Here. Well done, Sid.

Well, you know me.

Always rely on me where the law's
concerned, Albert.

It took us a few days to discover it was
your car the money was in.

It wasn't in your car, was it? It was in
your safe. Correct.

Correct. Because I only discovered it
this morning by accident while I was

hoovering out the rolls. You could have
knocked me down with a fiver.

But you didn't telephone us straight
away.

No, I couldn't. I couldn't.

It was like a madhouse, our house this
morning. I mean, it was Ma and Mariette,

they were all going off on this C &D
march, and then Edith Pilchester, she

up with all them girl guides doing all
these little odd jobs and all that. And

thought, no.

I thought, best thing I can do is put it
in the safe until I can contact you.

Here she goes. Watch this.

Well, what do you think of your Uncle
Charlie's paddling pool, then, eh? What

you think of it? Look at it, look.

Yeah, yeah, well, he's not really your
uncle, is he, eh? No.

Because I'm your dad, you see, and
Mariette, well, she's your sister, so

married him, so that makes him.

Wonderful news, Mark!

You've got it then!

You tell them. I'll go and answer the
telephone. I'll see you in a minute.

Ooh!

Oh, that's perfect.

And Charlie's determined that one day
we're going to own the whole of the

Oh, sweetheart.

Well, why not, darling? Why not, eh? Of
course, Missy's bright as a principal

boy. She's been around for many a year
yet. Yeah, Missy's right. You and

own the whole farm. I just thought that
we might pick it, didn't we?

Yeah, we came down from Simcap, weren't
you? We was on the same road.

Yes, that's right.

There was no escape.

She was a temptress, your ma.

She was. She was a man -eater. Oh,
rubbish.

You just offered the three drinks in my
dad's pub.

You promised me Shangri -La.

And what, my pretty barmaid, is our home
if it isn't just that? Oh, thank you.

Go on, go on.

Make us some Sergeant Wilkins. Oh, yeah.
Could you look him up? Two dozen brown

eggs. Yeah. And he'll be over on Friday
to collect. OK.

Charlie, give me the carving stick
there, will you?

Good boy. And?

Blimey, look.

Oh! Monty!

I've got leave.

And I'm ticketed. Ticketed? What do you
mean, ticketed? What's that mean? My

provisional ticket to complete the
course.

Oh, that's wonderful!

And guess where part of my train is
going to be? Go on, tell me, tell me

On a cadet ship round the horn to
Australia. Australia!

You get round there, son, and get stuck
in. It's only cold.

I'll do him bacon and eggs if he gets my
money.

He's not going to get stuck on the wood.
It's very easy.

Make a man of him if he will.

Pop?

Yeah?

Sergeant Wilson left another message.

Where?

In the eyes of the police, you both
found the money and retrieved it when it

stolen for a second time.

Correct, yeah, well, in a manner of
speaking.

Here, go on, give that to Montgomery.

Go on, son, get that down your neck.

So the insurance company have agreed to
pay out a reward of 10%.

£3 ,000.

£3 ,000!

In the

end... I told you it was only for
safekeeping, didn't I? Oh, yes, I did.

come on, Mark, what would you like, eh?
Would you like a nice new fur coat and a

brand new motor car?

Let's get some lunch going. He's a good
boy.

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