All language subtitles for Boon s01e12 Grand Expectations

Sometimes I said, yeah, feeling alone No

one to talk to, I got no telephone

Of course it does, mate.

It's not one of your team cans from the
land of the rising sun.

This was made in the centre of England.

Hand me.

Totally reliable.

Where have you been?

What did I tell you?

Lock me up and throw away the key. What?

Who is this man? I'll kill him.

Don't be stupid, Rungy.

Damn you.

Now, do you want to get me a drink?

You do this often? Come on.

No, not really.

Come round that corner a hundred times.

Nasty. You ought to watch it.

Tearing around.

Hurt yourself.

No, I'm okay.

You were lucky to get me this early.

It was Tom Mollard, see?

Had a first farrowing. Right.

Thanks, anyway.

That's no problem.

It's Ben. Ben Gibbs.

Hi.

Yeah, OK.

Right. One, two, three.

Always lend hand.

Neighbours seek.

Are you near round here?

Well, not that near, no.

I've got a bit of land down the road.

Got any livestock?

No, I used to keep plants.

You should keep pigs.

Fine moral sense, pigs.

Intelligent. You wouldn't believe it.

A BSA specialist, yeah.

OK, well, thanks anyway.

No luck yet?

Lightning strikes again, eh?

Sorry. No, no, no, she's right.

Wouldn't catch us giving her name to an
inanimate object.

You're in and me, we've got practical
minds, we're realists. Harry, I've been

through all the directories. Oh, you'll
find one, of course you will.

Are you still on A, this hope, yet?

I would be if I wasn't working
backwards.

Oh.

Hello,

is that the Alpha Bike Centre?

Yes. Yeah, I wonder if you could help
me. I'm looking for a rear suspension

for an A65.

Yes, we have one.

You have?

If not...

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, my name's Boone, Ken Boone. I'll
be right over.

Hey, BSA specialist, mate. Thinks he can
help? Wants to see the bike?

Yeah, maybe he'll make you an offer for
it.

Scrap. What, white lightning?

No, well, maybe on second thoughts he
won't.

Hello, Grand Hotel.

Could I speak to Mrs Evans, please?

Yeah. Um, yes, who is that?

It's a person calling.

Doreen? Yeah?

I think it's Jack.

Jack? I'm out.

I'm afraid she's not here at the moment.

When should you be back, please? No, I
don't know when she's going to be back.

I don't work here anymore.

A bit persistent, isn't he? What did he
want?

I don't know.

Harry, I'll borrow your van.

Sorry, mate, the clutch isn't prepared
again.

You should have given it a name.

Made it feel needed.

Get out.

Likes her little joke, Rebecca.

She loves all sorts. Jezebel, now.

She's a glutton for rebels.

She's a maniac.

Drives like rats.

She's a grand sow, Jezebel.

She'll be having a litter any day now.
We've got an agreement.

Oh, no, it's just here. Get this one
here.

Here? Yeah.

Nip out to the pizza place while it's
quiet.

Mine is hot and spicy, while we'll be
once more.

Okay.

What year is this one?

1983.

Hello.

I'm Ken Boone. I called earlier about
the A65 suspension.

Ah, Mr. Boone.

I'm Narayan Singh.

Hello. I've got the bike at the front.
Bring it to the workshop, round the

And then, never mind this modern stuff,
you come and see what I've got.

Fantastic. Picked that up from an old
chap in Burnley. It's 1935.

Like it?

That's a real bike.

Kept it beautifully, he had.

I have replaced the oil pump and a few
bits. Otherwise, it's all there.

Nice. Very nice. Rebuild these too.

This is 1937, that's 1930.

That was a lot of work.

Yeah, I'll bet it was.

They've all got the original engines,
eh? Yeah.

Shouldn't have too much trouble locating
your spare.

Um, give me this afternoon.

Where can I find you?

Um... There you go.

Grand Hotel.

That's where you work?

Well, sort of, yeah.

I'll give you a bell later on. All
right.

See you.

Jack.

Is that specified to eat then, lover?

I don't think I can, love. It's nearly
four o 'clock.

Oh, it's time.

You ought to be hungry.

How about a nice plate of scrambled
eggs?

Scrambled eggs?

That all you're offering?

What have I done wrong?

Oh, you.

I seriously go, I've got to go.

You know, I fancy Spain, but we don't
risk it with old Roger.

He might be a bit on the early side.

Ronnie. His name's Ronnie.

Yeah, Ronnie, it's what I said.

Shirley, what have you done with my
other sock?

You'll do something really terrible to
me, Phil.

This one's ready?

Yeah. Men falling for it when we open.

Ah, Mr. Boone.

Hi, how's it going?

I have to apologize.

No luck.

Our most likely soul turns out to be in
hospital with back trouble.

We are trying to get hold of his son to
find out what spirit he has.

I'm sorry.

But we'll soon get that one back on the
road.

So what am I going to do for transport?

While it's here, if you would want to
use my workshop.

Do you mean that?

This evening?

By all means, work on the bike.

Come on, grab hold of this.

Wait, all right, all right.

All right.

Ken, it's you, for God's sake.

I was asleep.

Do you know what the time is?

Ken, what's going on? I'm sorry, mate,
but she's got nowhere else to go. Her

man's just been beating her up.

She what?

Yeah, are you all right, love?

Yeah. What's your name?

Is there in the call?

I'm Ken Boone. This is Mr Crawford. It's
his hotel.

He'll be all right here.

I don't want to cause any problems. Oh,
you're lost. You're caught, aren't you,

love?

Six is free.

You can put her in six.

Excuse me.

Come on, love. Up here.

Hey.

And in the morning, you take her home,
right?

All right. All right.

So, where is she?

She's not answering. I don't want to
wake her up. Can I go in?

I've got to get back down that carriage.
Hang about, Ken, a minute.

Why, Ken? Because there's a minor
complication of our old man.

I left him lying unconscious on the
floor.

I brought it here to be repaired, not
nicked.

I'm extremely sorry, Mr Casey.

The bike was all ready for you.

But now it's gone missing.

What do you mean, gone missing?

Did it walk?

Call the police.

Of course, I was about to report the
theft.

It's him.

That's my bike.

Let me get this straight.

Are you telling me that it was Mr. Boone
out there who went off with your wife

last night? Yes, it's him.

Mr. Singh, I'm sorry about the bike.

I've calmed the customer down.

Where's my wife?

What are you keeping her?

I'd never seen that car before in my
life.

Then why did you take her? Because he
was pulverized. I didn't touch her.

That's not what she said. That's not
what I heard.

What right had you to interfere with
anything concerning my family?

More right than a man has to beat up a
woman even if he's married to her.

Why surrender?

Better tell us, Mr. Boone.

All right, come on.

She's all right.

She's quite safe. I'll bring her to you.

Let him go.

You will bring his wife back immediately
or you will be sorry.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to collect my bike from your
workshop.

You must be joking.

Don't even try the side entrance, Mr.
Boone.

But being here is very handy with this
knuckle.

Like your nephew, when there's a woman
on receiving end.

I'll follow him.

There's no need.

So, you survived all right?

You're OK this morning?

I didn't feel well. I was sick.

Oh, well, would you like us to get you a
doctor? No, no, it's all right.

It comes and goes.

Yes, well, I expect you'll be wanting to
get off home, won't you?

Smooth things out.

Doreen says she'll give you a lift.

Only, you see, this room's booked from
noon onward, so I think... Don't send me

back there.

Don't make me go back, please.

Well, no, I didn't mean...

Mr Boone. He saw what Ranjit done. You
can't.

You can't send me back.

Have a chat.

Well, we weren't just going to pack you
off home and leave you on the street,

Sarinda.

Ranjit's temper.

You don't know what it's like.

He could murder me if I went back now.

He hasn't got a clue.

They wouldn't even let him into the
country till this year.

He kept me locked in for days.

What did you do?

Gone out without him knowing. That's
all.

Oh.

How long have you been married?

Five months.

Well, that's not very long to try. I
mean, you've got to try and work things

out. It's his family.

They'll hate me now.

My life wouldn't be worth living. You've
got to believe me.

I know, but you can't just stay here,
Sarinda.

Don't force me to go.

Please.

Please, Doreen.

There's no real question of turning her
out, Ken.

But I'm not a charity.

All right, I'll go and talk to her.

It's worth a try, isn't it? At least
they don't know she's here.

All right.

Gentlemen, do we have to do this the
difficult way?

Let us in, Surinder.

We are here to talk.

Surinder, it's Ranjit. Have you got it
past me, Mr. Crawford?

Now, come on, dear.

Now, come on, open up. We won't let
anything happen to you. Give us the key.

she's not going to come out and get
knocked into next Wednesday. I've never

raised my hand against her. I've always
been a good husband. Oh, yeah, so why

the locked door?

We know you are in there. Do as you are
told for once.

She doesn't have any say in her own
life. It's between Ranjit and her, none

your business, mate. She is in my family
now, and what she does is my business.

Let me scratch that door, eh? No, you
try anything like that, Sonny, I'll have

the police in here fast and you can
blink.

Do not worry.

We won't leave here without her.

Hey,

hey, hey.

Hey, no, you can't do this.

No, I'm going to fetch the police.

I'm not going to have my hotel held to
ransom and my guests disturbed like

Your friend abducted my nephew's wife.
You are now preventing her from

to her family. Call the police, by all
means. Or fetch the key.

It's your choice, Mr Crawford.

Surrender. It's Ked Booth.

Bringing us supper.

You all right?

This is Tony Kerper.

He works here.

Hello.

Where are they? They're feeling a bit
peckish. They're in the restaurant.

I thought you might be hungry.

I am.

Then don't mind us.

We just want to know how you are. Yeah,
and what your plans are.

What do you mean, my plan?

I have nowhere else to go.

Look, those three are trying to wreck
the hotel down there. It's all friendly

the moment, but Mr Crawford's already
let this room, you know.

And I'm not going to get my motorbike
back until they get you back.

They're not getting me back.

Look, he says he didn't hit you.

Well, he would say that, wouldn't he?

Ranjit's made my life a nightmare.

I should never have agreed to marry him.

Was it arranged?

Yes.

My parents chose him.

Nothing to do with me. I wanted to stay
at college.

Come on. You did have some choice.

Why do you agree to it?

For their sake.

We've nothing in common.

It's hopeless the way he treats me.

You'd have to get a divorce.

Divorce?

I suppose that's what people do.

Well, it isn't what range it would do.

And you, you wouldn't have much of a
life as a divorced woman.

Why wouldn't I?

Other women do. English women.

Why should I be tied to them all
forever?

It's no use making out that you're a
Brummie girl now.

That's what I am.

Then why do you agree to it?

No, because you can't go back to him.
He's bad news.

Go to your parents, love.

They've got to take you in. He isn't bad
news.

It's impossible.

Is it his fault, coming over here so
late, trying to pick up so much?

And his brand -new wife, well, she's run
out on him. Just go to your parents.

They won't have me back.

And I've nowhere else to go.

Haven't you had enough after last time?

I've been worried about you.

Not being at work when I phoned.

Living here all alone, I thought
something might be wrong.

Well, there's nothing wrong.

No, I can see that now. You look fine.

If that's all you came to say, Jack...
How's the business going?

Have you made up your costs on that
computer yet?

It's fine.

I'm very busy.

Well, I'm sorry to interrupt then.

Only something's come up.

There's this bloke got himself into a
muddle with his tax and VAT.

Oh, really?

Now, come on, Doreen, you can't fool me.

You're down on your luck, aren't you?

I'm not.

I wouldn't say no to more work.

He's got a building outfit, doing very
well. Got beyond himself.

There's money in it.

Well, I might be interested.

OK.

He's a contact of mine.

So I'll make the introductions and then
leave you to it.

And what's his name?

Les Rickett.

He's in a hurry.

Tomorrow evening, OK?

I'm free tomorrow evening.

I'll pick you up at seven, then.

Thanks. It's all right.

I'm glad to be of help.

Good night, Dory.

Good night, Jack.

Oh, what did we even go to?

Go on, give the man a drink, Annie.

Well, we're up to two rooms now.

One at Quinn, three full board.

I thought those three were camping out
in the corridor.

Well, Balbeer got sent home.

Annie's had a word with Noreen.

Persuaded him to take four. They can
watch her door from there.

Marvellous, isn't it? Two rooms.

Well, I've got to consider the grand,
Ken.

No worrying again, sitting in the
corridor.

Yeah, they're going to settle in
forever.

She's the one that's settled in, mate. I
could be letting both those rooms to

cash -buying customers.

Oh, Noreen, he'll cough up from the
rooms, won't he? Bloody hope so, but he

won't until this is sorted out.

I'll think of something, Harry.

Will you do that, Ken?

Oh, and you want to play marriage
guidance counsellor free of charge?

But don't include my hotel in the
service.

You want to get and sort them out, Ken?

Yeah, yeah.

Marvellous, isn't it?

Quite an achievement.

My bike in bits on somebody else's
workshop floor, half the Asian community

shacked up in here. What can I do?

Have another drink.

Now, sort them out, Kim. Sort them out.

What, no progress at all? No, she's been
sick again. And she said she's not

going to come out until they go away.

Well, I can't say I blame her.

I mean, if only they'd clear off. I'm
sure I and Randy could sort it out. You

reckon? Yeah, just get Randy to talk to
her.

Anyway, first things first.

You free tonight?

Oh, no, love, I'm not. I'm sorry.

Well, it's all right.

Can I borrow your car?

Yeah, of course.

You be careful with it, though. Yeah, of
course.

That Jack hasn't been bothering you
again, has he?

Well, I wanted to talk to you about
that. Well, what's happened?

You seeing him again? Well, no, not
really. There's only one thing to do

geezers like that. Just send him
packing.

I know, but you see... It's down to you,
love.

It's your choice.

No one's trying to tell you what to do.

You're a free agent.

We both know that.

Half an hour late.

I've got to act on the waiter comes by.
We'll order. All right.

Don't you trust me, Doreen?

I should know you by now, Jack Evans.

What? As if anyone would be in the
building trade with a name like Rickett.

You're setting me up, aren't you?

Me?

Of course I'm not.

You've got it all wrong.

You know, for a while, for a day,

I actually thought you'd change.

Ridiculous.

Where are you?

Oh, darling.

I'm sorry.

You could turn out to be a good, steady
client.

If you've got enough irons in the fire,
I hope it works out.

Thank you.

You must have gone to some trouble to
chat him up.

No, no, no, no trouble at all.

A pleasure, in fact.

Well, thanks anyway.

You don't have to take me all the way,
you know. Anywhere here I'd do.

Mm -mm.

Door -to -door service owner, I'm
afraid.

You can ask me in for a cup of coffee.

Well, I've got to go. A very small cup
of coffee.

After all, you've got a business meeting
in the morning.

Got to get your beauty sleep.

Not that you need it.

All right, Jack, but a small one.

I can't tell you how lonely it is going
back to an empty hotel room every night.

Oh, Jack, you'll be home again from next
week.

Home?

It's late. Shall I get up? Oh, no, no.

It's all right.

Oh, Ken. Well, you don't need to bring
the car back tonight, love.

Look, your car's been nicked.

What? Yeah, I'm sorry. I was driving
over to the bike center and I... Oh.

I didn't know you were busy.

Well, I would have explained. Jack gave
me a lift home. But what do you mean? My

car's been stolen. I drove over to the
garage to get my bike back. A couple of

kids, they just took off in it.

Well, didn't you lock it?

Of course I did.

Coffee's getting cold, love. Well, have
you been to the police?

No, not yet. I'll come straight over
here, let you know.

I'm sorry, I know you feel.

Do you?

That car was the one thing I'd got... I
had that was paid for.

If you've got her car stolen, why aren't
you out looking for it?

Look... It was just a couple of kids
joyriding. You're bound to get it back.

What are you doing at the carriage? I
mean, why don't you go round in the

morning? Yeah, yeah, why not? Or go
round to the police. I mean, why didn't

tell me what you were up to, Ken? Why
didn't you tell me what you were up to?

never knew you were taking in old
strangers. There's a very good reason

Jack's here. Yeah, I can imagine.

Why don't you leave her alone?

Just you but, little son.

Jack, Jack, I really do think that
perhaps you'd better leave.

Good night, Jack. Oh, and thanks for
tonight.

Yeah,

well, I'd better be off and on. Ken, I
said there was a very good reason why he

was here.

It doesn't matter.

You were married to him.

She needs your help, Mr Boone. What are
you talking about?

What time is it?

Who needs my help?

Jezebel.

Jezebel?

That's a pig.

This is Mr Boone.

Come over slow.

Be there next.

Not for me, mate. It's a bit too early.

No, not you.

Jezebel. Oh, I see.

Hello, Jezebel.

Well, what do I do?

In the bowl.

It's a touchy time for any lady.

You sure?

Of course.

Restless she's been. Open, open down.

Fretting. Wanted more company.

She's into labour nicely now.

There, there.

Come on, darling.

There, that's it.

Now you just lie back and relax.

Who? I'm talking to Jazzlebell.

Get ready to push.

See, they can get frightened.

Panic at the first prickly stamp on it.

That's why she's in this thing.

I mean, if that happens, and she don't
take to them, we'd pop them in that box

there, see?

Stand by.

Be a bit slippery, though.

What in? Do you want me?

You're all right there.

Of course, that's not the only thing
that can happen.

They can get stuck or cooking the bag.

Still, nine times out of ten, it'll go
right as rain.

What a look.

Stand by.

First one's coming out.

That's it, girl.

Stand, stand, stand.

Good boy.

I think he'll...

And where have you been?

I've been worried sick about you.

And look at you, Ken.

I've been delivering piglets.

You what?

Yeah, all ten of them, bouncing boys and
girls.

I've left them running round the sty,
squealing.

Oh,

you left the door open, the light on. I
mean, I thought you'd been kidnapped by

Lorraine.

Well, it was an emergency.

You know, I think I could get into pigs.

Great deal of potential, you know.

Do I pong a bit?

Yeah.

I thought I'd pick you up.

Coffee?

Yeah.

So, is it all going on back there? Is
the seat still on?

Yeah. It's welcome out.

What are you going to do about it?

I'm going to get your car back.

What about the police?

They'll have it down on the computer,
won't they? You'll get it back.

It's like losing your legs, your
freedom. And my half of mankind, we just

started growing them.

I'm sorry about last night.

Yeah, so am I.

It's just, well, I've had money problems
since I bought the computer.

And last night I was just trying to... I
don't want to know about it.

Oh, that's stupid. When all I was going
to say was it was... Look, I've had cash

problems, my business, and I'm doing
something about it. Yeah, all right, all

right, fine.

And you? What about you?

I mean, have you phoned about the
mansion job?

No.

And how can you expect Harry to thub the
diet again? I don't, and he won't.

That girl, she's a bloody nightmare.

And I still stink.

She won't even open the door to me.

She'll come round eventually.

She betrayed me.

Shamed my family.

Perhaps I don't even want her anymore.

Her parents have let her run wild.

They've spoiled her. I've tried to be
patient.

My uncle says she's a bad wife.

Well, you'll have to get a divorce.

No, I couldn't.

Have you ever hit her? Never. She knows
I never would.

Why is she doing this to me?

I'll watch by her door.

What is that girl playing at? And now
she's jammed the bloody lock.

Well, I've had enough of being held to
ransom by a bunch of bloody Asians in my

own bloody hotel.

The police can sort it out. Harry, she's
got nowhere else to go.

It's up to us to sort it out.

I'm sorry, Ken, but she's not my
problem. I'm just trying to run a hotel.

She's alone and she's frightened, Harry.
You can't come the big tough

businessman and throw her out on the
street. Who says I can't? I do, for one.

Now, look.

If that girl isn't out of this hotel by
tomorrow morning, it's over to the

police. Now, is that fair?

Yeah, OK.

Well, I've got to meet a client at my
place.

I'll be back by four.

Yes, well, do come back. Things might
have gone a bit quiet at the moment, but

you never know.

Yes? Harry. What?

Mr Crawford, there is only one way to
settle this matter of my nephew's wife.

Is that right?

Well, I wouldn't mind hearing about it.

Well,

then, Mr Ricketts. Les, please.

I don't think there'll be too much
problems with these accounts. I should

all the figures ready for checking in a
couple of days. The sooner the better,

Mrs Evans.

May I call you Doreen?

Jack's told me so much about you.

Has he?

Yeah, we're of short but close
acquaintance, you might say.

So when Jack told me his wife had lost
her job, I thought, well, I might be

to help.

Jack told you what?

Well, that's right, isn't it?

So Jack thought, well, I thought, why go
to a big accountancy with their fee

scale when Doreen could have the same
work and welcome to it?

Have I put my foot in it?

As a matter of fact, Mr Rickett, Jack
and I have been apart for rather a long

time. Yeah, he said you were living
apart.

You were working out your differences.

Is that what he said?

Is that why he brought these accounts
round to me?

Of all the patronising attitudes I've
ever heard. Now, steady on, she doesn't.

I could get annoyed.

You could get annoyed? How do you think
I feel? There's no need to get stroppy,

Mrs Evans.

I don't need this, Mr Rickett. And for
your information, I'm nobody's wife,

least of all that pathetic creep.

She refuses to open the door to me, her
own father.

She is willful, a troublemaker. We want
to know why she has run away from your

family. Well, gentlemen, everyone's vice
is for you to decide.

Ah, we'll need refreshment as soon as
possible. Yeah, we'll do the best we

Will they get it sorted out, Alan? Well,
they've got to, one way or another, but

I'm warning you, this is nothing.

Well, how long can it go on for? Just as
long as they're talking, there's not

too much to worry about.

Oh, I thought you said this conference
was a good idea.

Er, hello, Mr Evans.

Can I help you?

I don't think so, thank you. I've come
to see Doreen.

Well, she's not here at the moment. I
don't know when she'll be back.

No.

Ah.

What are you doing here?

How did it work out, then?

Good client? Lots of money?

It worked out.

Would you like to... Thanks, Harry. It
won't take a minute.

Jack?

Is something wrong?

You told that bloke we were married.

Me? How would I? You got it all wrong.

Oh, have I?

You not only told him we were working
out our differences, some joke, but you

said I'd lost my job.

Poor little wifey.

Don't be like this, Doreen.

Didn't you?

Didn't you?

The bloke misunderstood what I said. Got
hold of the wrong end of the stick.

You listen to this, Jack Evans.

I don't ever want to see you again.

I've got a chance of making a go of
things here on my own.

And I don't want your client, and I
don't want you around.

Doreen, there's no need for this.

that there'll be a little bit of sleet
in places, especially this morning,

staying cold and becoming windier. Watch
your back. Watch your back.

Watch your back. Watch your back.

Watch your back. Watch your back.

Watch your

back.

Whose relations?

His, his.

And his.

Thousands of them. They've been
thrashing it out for hours.

Trying to reach an agreement.

I don't know. I don't speak Punjabi.

But they are getting het up.

Yep, and I'm getting het up.

Trying to cook the dinner for our proper
guests.

So where we're going to serve it, I
don't know.

Well, what will they decide? I mean,
what'll happen to Sarinda? It's

to say.

They might force her back to her
auntie's home, or they might reject her

price. Oh, if I could get my hands on
that girl.

She's a proper little madam.

She's got you all twisted round her
little finger.

Room service.

I never ordered anything. You haven't
had anything since lunchtime yesterday.

It's fish and chips and apple pie and
cream.

But if you don't want it... Who are you?

The cook.

I hope you realise, young lady, you've
caused nothing but trouble.

I'm sorry.

Really, I'm sorry.

I can't stand it, the way they all hover
outside like vultures.

Well, what do you expect?

This has been going on quite long
enough, you know. It's chaos down there.

And all because Mr Crawford, bless his
heart, said you could stay overnight.

I'm sorry.

Oh, well, that's all very well. But I'd
like to know just what you think you're

playing at.

If you don't love your husband, leave
him.

You're old enough to look after
yourself.

It's the family.

I'm frightened of what will happen. What
is it, love? Come on, you can tell me.

I'm pregnant.

I might have guessed.

And you think Ranjit's going to lock you
up?

Well, it's not just him.

I can't go back now. Of course you can.

Talk to him.

He's a proper old softy. He wouldn't
hurt a fly.

Go on, love. You talk to him.

Bargain with him.

He doesn't want to lose you, love. But
unless you change your tune, you're

to lose him.

All right?

Yeah.

Now, I'm going to find your husband, and
you'll talk to him, won't you?

Harry, what's going on? Where the hell
have you been?

Delivering chipolatas again. Oh, come
on, leave it out. Leave it out. What's

going on? What's going on, mate, is that
since you brought that girl here, I've

been watching everything I've been
working for going up in bloody smoke.

Good evening, sir.

Yeah. Trial hotel's under siege. His
relatives, her relatives. I'm having to

turn away. Perfectly good. What do you
think I'm in for?

I mean, I could have sold it. You could
have done nothing. Anyway, it was

supposed to be a peaceful conference to
settle the mess that you made. All

right, all right. One minute you're on
my back about all this, then you're

making it worse for yourself. Where are
they? In the dining room. Not for much

longer. Good.

That's not a good idea.

What is this? Hate Ken Boone?

I wouldn't be at all surprised.

He stole her. You know what happened
between him and her anyway.

Say that again. My entire family is
shamed. The marriage is over. Yes, you

it. Her dowry is to be returned. It
wasn't a proper dowry. Say that again.

pleasure. Shut up, all of you.

What have you to say? The cause of all
our trouble?

Where's Ranjit?

Ranjit? What does it matter?

Ken.

This is your fault. How can you say
that? Listen to me. Can you understand?

I just panic.

Wanted to get away, hide somewhere.

No, it's my fault as well. I lose my
temper.

Well, yes, you do.

Anyway,

we have someone else to think of now.
I'll make sure that you're not

Mr Boone.

I see.

Like that, is it?

The loving couple.

My wife is not to be upset.

After all you put us through... I'm
sorry I couldn't tell you about the

You would have told them?

Yeah, I would have done.

Do you know what your families are doing
down there?

They're about to wreck this hotel.

All right, now, come on. Stop it. Shut
up, all

of you.

What is this, Bridget?

Surrender? How could you? She must not
be upset. She's in a very delicate

condition.

You're going to be a great uncle.

A great uncle?

A child?

Well, it's just that I didn't like the
idea of you without your legs.

Or your freedom.

So, that's where you were, looking for
my car?

Yeah, I remember the gas tank was almost
on empty.

If it was kids' joyriding, they'd have
to dump it somewhere near the bike

centre.

Why didn't you say anything, Ken?

Just in case it wasn't kids' joyriding.

Rocky, where have you been?

Well, it's as good a name as any.

Yeah, not bad.

For a realist.

It's a whole new day out there, Harry.

I'm a man with gold dust floating over
my head, with my boots in concrete.

Well, at least they've all cleared off,
Harriet.

Yeah.

Look, my... Yesterday I was... It's all
right. It's all right.

Harry, they're back.

Bloody hell.

Conference facilities with refreshments.

Two rooms with full board.

I always pay my debts, Mr Crawford.

Smash it.

I'll get the bill made out.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr Singh, I meant to come and see
you about my bike.

Oh, yes, Mr Boone.

We always pay our debts.

Would you step outside, Mr Boone?

Look, I don't suppose you're going to
believe this, but I really didn't mean

cause you any aggravation.

Honest.

Please.

Just stand there, Harry. I mean, you
can't let them... No, no, no. Of course

not. No.

Come on.

Hey, where'd you get the spare?

From Coventry yesterday.

It's true, love.

I think we'd better leave them alone
together.

Ah, white lightning.

I never thought I'd see you again, you
little beauty.

down.