All language subtitles for Boon s03e05 Beef Encounter

Bye.

Twelve big rummies, four regulars. Speed
up, Donna, speed up.

Come on.

The Cresto's regulars, come on.

I am.

Why the cheese? Oh, Cookie, where's the
onion?

Oh, God.

What's all this then?

There's a queue out there a mile long
and you lot are playing ice skating.

there's no sweat, Mr. Allen.

This is a fast food restaurant.

The place should be swimming in sweat.

Who spilled this ketchup?

Good question.

I'm not running a greasy spoon here, you
know. And I haven't got eyes in the

back of me head.

Come on.

Back to work, you lot.

Folks out there with their guts falling
through.

Hurt your wrist?

Let me look.

Sprained?

Why don't you go to hospital and get an
X -ray?

You don't X -ray sprains. It might be
broken.

Do you want to go to hospital?

Hang about all night waiting for an X
-ray?

Go upstairs and see my secretary. She'll
put a nice cold bandage on it for you.

She'll go to hospital.

See me after your shift, OK?

Margaret?

Margaret, are you still there?

Yeah, I am. You're very faint, Ken.

That's because I'm bloody starving.

Do you want any grub brought back?

No, I'm dining out later with a client
at Maxine's.

Bloody hell.

Who's paying for that?

Well, they are, of course.

I wish I could get jobs like that.

At the moment, I could eat the eyelids
of a donkey.

Well, that could be why you don't get
the sophisticated clients desperate,

Don't go in there, mister.

For what?

For better wages and condition.

Oh, come on, love, I'm hungry. I haven't
had any breakfast or lunch.

There's a takeaway down the road. Leave
the rip -off on us. Look.

If you put salt and vinegar on this, I'd
eat it.

What's it all about?

Oh, please.

Yeah, all right. Ha.

Nobody else was complaining.

Yeah, well, they wouldn't, would they?

Look, if you keep cutting stuff,
there'll be more accidents.

That sounds a bit like a threat.

You know, I thought you might make an
excellent manager.

But you're beginning to sound like that
rabble out there.

Give us your badge.

We'll see what a few weeks back on the
line will do for you. I'm not going back

on the line. I'm a supervisor.

Not anymore. You're not.

Right.

You can stop it then.

There's plenty more where you came from,
Sonny.

I wouldn't bank on it when I'm finished.

Not enough there, Ken.

I am starving.

Come on in and have a nice day.

That's the way in the U .S. of A.

What? It's my slogan for the American
experience.

The American day would have it.

Have a nice day. It's one of their big
phrases.

Yeah, one of ours is up yours, Jack.

Don't bring in the punters. Oh, you can
scoff, Ken. Don't encourage him, Harry.

There's not more posters I see over
there, are there?

Oh, there are only a few, Margaret.

I mean, you can get about so much, don't
you? Yeah, on business. Not as your

unpaid flyposter.

Oh, I wouldn't like a flyposting. It's
unethical and it's illegal.

Hi, Sachi and Sachi.

Have a nice day.

Hello,

Eddie Crawford, BDI.

Oh, hello, Eddie.

No,

no, I haven't gone into the detective
game.

They'll pass you over.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

Harry Crawford said you were one of the
best.

Can you stop that?

Ken, they've got pickets on all my
outlets.

And I want to know who's behind it.

Well, have you put it straight to the
kids?

They laughed and stuffed a leaflet up my
exhaust.

What I can't fathom out is why me? Why
not the big boys? They're no different.

Well, you got any enemies?

Ken, I'm a successful businessman.

I drag myself up by the arse of my
pants.

No one within 50 miles would admit to
liking me.

So there's no truth in those leaflets,
eh?

Poor wages, long hours.

Why is it always the businessman that
has to prove his innocence against any

left -wing nutter who wants to sling
mud?

I employ over 60 kids, Ken.

I keep them off the streets, off the
dole.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not Mother
Teresa.

I'm in it for profit, and it's a very
tough business.

That's a case of hot dog eat hot dog,
eh?

Ken, I'm in line for local businessman
of the year, and some git is

trying to put the mockers on me.

They're trying to sabotage my business.

I insisted on bidding, Louise.

No, no, no.

See if you can get it up without any
wrinkles this time.

Excuse me.

Oh, hello.

You must be... Brian Temple, director of
the Vortex Players.

Harry Crawford.

Well, welcome to the Plaza Suite, which,
as you can see, has been completely and

lavishly refurbished. Good of you to let
us rehearse. No, not at all. I believe

in getting things right.

Bit of a perfectionist, myself.

Splendid. Now, look, this is my little
team.

Colin, Ralph, Arthur, Simon, and
Florence, and, oh, Louise.

Oh, and last but not least, my wife,
Yvonne.

Right, let's make a start, shall we?
Chop, chop.

A right bunch of villains, these homies.

Most of them would firebomb the place,
not picket it.

All leave up tonight, Ken.

Come home and have a proper meal with me
and Joe.

Yeah, but... She's experimenting in the
kitchen. She told me to bring home a

guinea pig.

I thought you were fed up with
gravestones on the desk.

There is that as well.

I will be emcee for the barn dance.

Everyone will be in that, of course. The
rest of the time, Yvonne will do the

costumes. So if anything's not there,
get on to her. I'd like to be in the

pageant, Brian.

Someone has to do the costumes, Yvonne.

And you're so good at it.

Now, the pageant.

Characters. Write these down, because I
shall say them only once.

In the red.

Louise.

Hollywood Queen, Anne Grace Kelly.

Simon, New Orleans jazz pianist. Arthur,
big chief sitting bull.

Colin, Uncle Sam.

Florence, Puritan lady.

Of course.

And Anne, Statue of Liberty.

Ralph, you'll be opposite me in the
tableau with Louise.

Yvonne Higgins, Queen of the Palace.

So?

The first girl I ever proposed to.

Anyway, I just can't go straight up to
him, can I? Take me to your leader.

They'll have to infiltrate them. Yeah,
how about Rocky?

Rocky? His idea of infiltrating that
group would drive his motorbikes

through them.

Anyway, he's taking his mum on holiday.
Quite a cheap deal for the client.

Anyone else?

Ready?

No. You need someone much more...
subtle.

I am not exposing my daughter to
possible danger again.

Spoiler. I've bought.

Talking of spoiling, what's that smell?

It's a surprise dish of the day. It's
supposed to smell like that.

I think.

I don't like the idea.

I'll go round ready.

See if there's anything I've missed.

Nut root.

I forgot my purse.

Oh, yeah, right.

Silly of me.

Here it is.

I would have found it.

Yes.

Nice to see you again, Harry.

I thought it was you.

Yvonne Higgins.

Temple, now.

Oh, yes, of course, Temple.

It's been a long time.

You haven't changed.

Oh, no, I haven't.

No, really.

You have.

Oh. All this?

Oh, yes, well.

Found it?

Yes, here it is.

Forget our headings, Luce.

Good night, then.

But come on, Ralph and Louise are
waiting.

Good night.

I get one.

Oh, yeah. Thank you. Here.

It's about the conditions. I couldn't
read.

No, not a problem.

What's it to you?

Free country, mate.

They can leave me.

You one of them, eh? Yeah, I happen to
believe in free speech, comrade.

Well, you know where you can stuff that.

Read now.

Digest later.

Are you all right?

Yeah, you OK?

I think you can see with a drink.

Yeah, I think you're right.

You cunning bastard.

I'm telling you, man, it's slave labour.
We're all part -timers, see, and under

21. Yeah, and he can pay you when he
likes. That's why I had to work an 80

shift. I mean, he can lay you off. And
he always keeps it under staff, though.

We have to work flat out all the time.
Yeah, and then he complains about

mistakes and accidents.

All right, all right, I'm not him.

Sorry.

What about a union?

Mention a union, you're straight out the
door.

Difficult. Ken.

Do you want to join us? I mean, we could
use you, must we?

Do you want to meet the boss?

Who is it?

Does that mean you're interested?

What?

Look, I fell asleep over the grill
working a double shift.

We could fix up a chat, maybe.

Eh? What do you think?

It was brilliant, Ken.

Just brilliant.

I thought you'd gone balmy.

But when I saw you walk away with him...

Yeah, this man is the fastest private
eye in the West.

Now, as soon as you've got something,
give us a call.

Brilliant.

I didn't like to see him in those kids.

It was classic infiltration.

You were brilliant, Ken.

It was just luck. I mean, those kids are
genuine.

So was the burn on his arm.

I mean, I'm beginning to think I'm
working with the wrong side.

Well, it's simple. Why don't you get the
kids to pay you to investigate Eddie?

Oh, is that all it's about, eh?

Money? Ken, as much as I admire your old
-fashioned sense of fair play, we've

got to live in the real world, haven't
we?

Fast, steady, fast learner.

You must teach me some other games
sometime.

This way.

So, who's behind it then? I don't know,
but I'm seeing someone soon.

When? I don't know.

Where? I don't know that either.

You sure don't know a lot, do you?

All I'm saying, Ken, is when you go to
meet him, let me know so I can follow

you. I don't work like that.

It's my money, sunshine.

Well, that's my investigation.

Things will tell.

Ken, I hired you to find that nutter.

I want him.

Well, I don't even know what he's done
yet.

He's trying to put me out of business,
for Christ's sake. What more do you

Evidence? Just leave me to him.

I'll get the evidence.

Look, if I'm on the case, I don't want
any heavies involved.

I mean, I wouldn't come round your shop,
would I? Tell you how to sell

hamburgers. Well, you just remember
who's paying your groceries, eh?

I didn't costume arrive too early.

It's my fault. I must have told the
costumier the wrong day.

White women speak with forked tongue.

Stick them up.

It's only my partner.

His undercover disguise.

You recognise it?

The old pally.

Where we first met, remember?

What a pity they pulled it down.

It's nice that it's an adventure
playground, though. You mean rather than

supermarket? No, no, it's appropriate.

It was a bit of an adventure, wasn't it?

Hmm.

Wears off, though, doesn't it?

Well, it shouldn't.

Life can still be an adventure, even at
our age.

It might be for you.

A successful businessman who'd have
thought it.

Not me.

Not me.

Or I might not have turned you down.

It's about it, I think.

What? This is just about the exact place
where we first jived together.

What, then beat off the ground?

Well, you always made me feel like that
when I danced with you.

You know, I never would have taken you
for a romantic, Harry Crawford. Well, we

weren't allowed to show it in those
days.

Wouldn't have gone with the drone pops
and the Beatles crushes.

No.

You were a bit, um... On tooth.

I remember you coming over and saying
something like, uh...

Do you want to jive, doll?

Well, do you?

Well, it's the one for tomorrow, the two
for tomorrow, the two to get ready now,

go, get, go.

Ice cream.

West Park Road.

And that's the boss.

What?

Barbara.

You seem very happy, Harry.

Oh, I am happy.

That should obviously suit you.

Case of having two.

No, you've not ruled out marriage, then.

Oh, no, good gracious, no.

I mean, if I meet the right woman, I...
No, no, I think marriage is a fine

institution.

A penal institution in some cases.

Ah, yes.

Well...

I'm

sorry if I've embarrassed you.

Well, it's no secret that my marriage
isn't all that it should be.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

It's your fault.

Mine?

I feel so relaxed with you. It's just so
easy to talk.

Oh, feel free.

Anytime.

Ken, help yourself to sugar. Thank you.

I hadn't thanked you yet for helping
yesterday.

I hear you were very brave.

Oh, I was nothing, really.

Oh, that's not what I heard.

Jason was very impressed.

You're going to help us out, then?

Well, I'd like to know a bit more about
the set -up.

Set -up?

Latest in modern technology.

Plus Jason and a few other youngsters.

Our organisation.

Not a lot to take on the likes of Mr
Eddie Allen.

Is your husband involved?

I'm a widow.

Oh, sorry.

And how about you, Ken?

No, just me.

I meant, why do you want to be involved?

Well, I haven't said I do yet.

Let's say I don't like seeing big people
push little people about.

When my husband died...

I realised I could either sit around
feeling sorry for myself or get off my

bottom and try to do something useful.

But why this? Why Eddie Allen?

Have you seen Jason's arm?

There are thousands of youngsters hurt
at work that we never hear about.

Maybe, but they don't all work for Eddie
Allen.

Oh, thank goodness.

He must be the worst exploiter of young
people in this city.

What about the newspapers or an MP?

It's difficult to get the young people
who work there to speak out.

Bad as it is, they'd rather have the
work than be on the dole.

We call the health and safety inspectors
regularly, but they don't have the

power to stop 16 -year -olds working 16
hours a day.

Well, it's up to the kids, really, isn't
it?

It's up to Eddie Allen to pay them a
decent wage and to stop treating them

a used burger carton.

Well, how long do you hope to keep this
going?

Until Mr.

Allen radically improves his practices,
we put him out of business.

Don't you love the smell of lavender?

That's it.

Kick it in the bread pan. Pick it up.
Go.

Don't you dozy -do?

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, Yvonne.

Do you call that a dozy -do?

All right, let's take it again from the
top.

But not from there, Yvonne.

Still a handsome woman, Ken.

You're not thinking of breaking up in
the happy marriage, are you? Well,

not very much to break up, apparently.

I don't know.

That Brian looks as if he could break a
neck or two.

He might have problems with a brass neck
like mine.

You said Margaret?

Oh, you just missed her.

She just popped in.

Rather dull, though, actually.

OK.

Triple word.

Score. Bone?

You're taking English O -levels.

Hello. Hello.

Right.

You should watch this business, dinners,
you know.

You might get fat.

Oh, I'm sure you didn't come all this
way just to flatter me, Ken.

You, miss, should be in bed.

You've got school tomorrow.

Will you come and tuck me out?

Night, Mum.

Good night.

You should have used that one.

Night, Ken.

Yep, see you then.

So how did you get on?

It was really weird.

You giving Eddie your report tomorrow,
then?

I want to find out a bit more about her
first. Well, that's up to him, isn't it?

It's my day off tomorrow.

If I charge him, he can wait 24 hours.

She's not the type.

What's this?

Ken Boone's sexual stereotype?

No, it just doesn't add up.

There's got to be something else.

Salt.

Hello, it's Yvonne, isn't it?

Yes.

Sorry,

I'm Margaret Daly, Ken Boone's partner.

Harry has mentioned you.

He isn't in, I'm afraid. No, it's me.
I'm far too early.

You said lunchtime.

We're meeting to discuss the pageant
arrangements.

Harry said you knew each other before
you were married.

Yes, yes.

It's not what you might think. I mean,
me coming here... Sorry, I wasn't

probing. There's nothing going on.

When I met him again, it was like
meeting a brother, if you know what I

You see, I love my husband, but...
Really? You don't have to explain.

No, really, I would like to, if you
don't mind, because I don't want there

any misunderstanding.

You see, Harry's been through it all,
hasn't he? Marriage problems, divorce.

You're getting a divorce?

Oh, God, no, I hope not.

No, I mean, he's so easy to talk to, and
I just thought he might be able to give

me some advice to stop it getting to
that.

Oh, is he?

You see, I do love my husband, but...
Does he know that?

Brian? No, I meant... Yvonne!

Hello.

Am I late?

No, it's me being terribly pushy, I'm
afraid.

A little duck patty.

Don't mind if I do, duck.

Oh, this is wonderful.

Oh, I don't know, it's hardly cordon
bleu, is it? Oh, no, I mean the picnic

being waited on.

Well, doesn't Brian ever... Oh, you're
joking.

I've waited on that man hand and foot
for 20 years.

Why? I don't know.

Because my mother did it, I suppose.

Washing, ironing, cooking, cleaning.

I thought that's what wives did.

Brian likes to run a tight ship.

What a navy man, is he?

Oh, no.

He'd be seasick if he was sitting here.

Between you and me, beneath all that
voice and bluster, it's really quite a

whim. Oh.

Oh!

You don't know your own strength.

Well, I've never opened a bottle of wine
in a dinghy before.

I bet you say that to all the girls.

Yeah, I'm sorry. We've got nothing more
to report at the moment, Mr Allen.

Yeah, I know, but we can't push them too
much, you know, or they'll become

suspicious.

Yeah, OK.

Yes, of course. Bye.

How much longer, Ken?

Her husband died at Eddie's disposal
plant.

So you've got the motive, the name, the
address, even the fact that she worked

at Grange Hospital. How much more do you
want?

Well, she lost him two years ago.

She'll probably lose her job.

If Eddie gets the wind of this.

That's not our concern, Ken. Eddie is
our client.

She obviously didn't think it was an
accident, and knowing Eddie, I don't

her.

That's flying prejudice.

He's a con man, Margaret. He's a
businessman, and you've got no evidence

prove to the contrary, Ken.

Cut. Instinct.

It's indigestion from all that junk food
you've been eating.

She's trying to get some justice for
those kids, that's all. We've only got

Eddie's word that it's sabotage.

Ken, you've done what you're being paid
for. What you're paying me to stop her.

That's what I'm going to do. He's not
paying me to destroy her completely.

I blame his mother.

She spoiled him rotten.

Nothing was too good for her little
Brian.

So he's used to getting his own way, I
suppose, and that's that.

Tell me if I'm interfering, Yvonne.

Oh, you're not, Harry. Far from it. But
it was the same for me.

I didn't know I wasn't made for people
to wipe their shoes on until I got

divorced. Really?

Yes, oh, yes.

I've learnt my lesson now, though. I
won't make that mistake again.

You know, the person that you're
describing in your marriage isn't you,

I see a warm, vibrant, attractive woman.

Not a doormat.

Well, it's probably because I can relax
with you.

But you must assert your real self,
Yvonne. You owe it to yourself.

But how? Brian won't listen.

You must make him listen.

Tell him you've got to be yourself,
otherwise you'll leave him.

But you've got to mean it.

Oh, I could.

Of course you could.

Oh, it's easier for men.

Older bachelors are acceptable, but
divorced women... Rubbish.

We're nearly in the 21st century,
Yvonne.

Not the Dark Ages.

I couldn't mean it, Harry. Where would I
go? What would I do?

I'd be so lonely.

I'm not used to being on my own.

I don't think you'll be lonely for long.

There's plenty of men. I don't want
plenty of men. I just don't want to be

lonely.

Do you understand what I mean?

Yes.

Yes, I think I do know what you mean,
Yvonne.

Bless you.

Oh, it all seems possible when I talk to
you.

It is possible, Yvonne.

Believe me.

I think I do, Harry.

I think I do believe you.

Two. Absolutely ace.

Great, mate. Thanks very much.

Thanks, Ken.

You know, Ken, I once heard a Rotary
speaker from America, and his motto was,

believe in God, the family, and
business. But in the office, that order

reversed. El Fastedi is just one of the
new generation.

I mean, money's the only game in town.

Yeah, off other people's backs, Harry.

Well, he's not like us, Ken, is he? I
mean, we know there's more to life.

But I mean, if being in business is just
about making a profit and nothing else,

I think maybe we're the ones who are out
of step.

Thanks, Jim. Thank you.

Margaret tells me that Halle Queen was
back again today.

Yes, we had a very nice picnic lunch on
the water.

You think she's going to give her old
man the elbow?

Well, I don't know about that, Ken.
Yvonne is a woman of the utmost

Well, according to you, didn't have much
of that wearing those Churchill skirts.

Well, people change, don't they, Ken?

Yvonne's undergoing a period of personal
growth.

Yeah, well, you just be careful. She
might use you as the manure.

It's a dead loss, Barbara. We're
achieving nothing.

Just wasting our time.

Maybe you're right, Ken.

Why don't we pack it in, eh?

Or step up our campaign.

What? If Mr. Eddie Allen thinks we're
committing sabotage, why should we

disappoint him?

It's all arranged, Ken. I'm not going
back now.

But you say... There are no legal means
to stop that man.

He always seems to be just inside the
law.

Well, don't let him force you on the
outside.

He's got to be stopped. He's dangerous.

So is sabotage.

We've had this discussion before, Ken.

Look, you'll end up in prison. The
police are bound to link it to the

Not this way.

It'll look like a total vindication of
our campaign.

An inevitable consequence of Mr. Allen's
methods.

What are you going to do?

Have you changed your mind? Is that why
you came back?

I don't want to see you in trouble,
Barbara.

I would feel safer if you came along.

Yes, but what are you going to do?

Nothing too drastic.

Look, if I'm going to help you... You're
just going to have to trust me, aren't

you?

You shake my nerves and you rattle my
brain.

Too much love, that's a man's thing.

You broke my heart in one of three.

Goodness, it's great, it's great, it's
great, it's great, it's great, it's

great, it's great, it's great, it's
great, it's great, it's

great.

Just teach your Margaret to loop the
loop.

Do you remember that?

Of course

I'm not

jealous. That's all about Yvonne.

Return of the king of rock and roll.

I know.

I hope he knows what he's doing.

Since when has Harry known what he's
doing around women?

It's not Harry, is it?

What's going on?

Nothing.

Ken.

Let me just get this straight, Ken.

We've been hired to investigate a
campaign against Eddie Allen.

And now you're proposing to help them
with their sabotage.

I've got to go along, find out what
she's up to, which of his places she's

to hit.

If anything went wrong, you'd be an
accessory, you know that. If I told her

I am now, she'd still go ahead.

You are going to tip the police off,
aren't you?

Margaret, she could get locked up.

Probably.

Well, she's not a criminal.

She's just not herself, that's all.

And how do you know what her real self
is?

I've seen her home. She's got china
cups, sugar lumps, just like me auntie

I mean, she's no more a criminal than I
am.

She's not a bad woman. She just needs
protecting from herself.

God, you talk about Harry being foolish.

If I can stop her, convince her.

Where's the harm?

Ken, we're not in business to pay God.

It's my job.

I like to do it my way.

And it's my company's reputation.

I'm coming along.

I mean it.

I thought you'd never ask.

Turn right at the next one.

We've just come that way. Do as I say,
Jason, please.

Stop here. Double, yeah?

Here, please.

Back the other way.

Right.

That car was following us.

Keep him watching too much television.

Back the other way, please.

Right at the traffic lights.

Is that Quaker Street?

Yes.

Quaker Street?

I'm out for us, Daddy.

Lordly street.

Where the hell are you?

Barbara, stop.

Don't be alarmed.

I'm a private detective. I'm working for
Eddie Allen.

What?

Barbara, I'm trying to help you.

I'm not going to hurt you. No, but I'm
going to hurt you.

Jason! No!

Don't hurt him.

Jason, don't. You're killing him. Run,
Barbara. Just get away.

Don't hurt him. Don't hurt him. Barbara,
listen.

Run, Barbara. Just run.

She's not going anywhere.

Salmonella.

Good God.

It was a mild strain.

It would only have made people vomit,
that's all.

I'm not a killer like Eddie Allen.

How many more murders is he going to get
away with? The coroner's verdict... Was

wrong.

My Ronald was a careful, sensible man.

He knew that machine was dangerous.

Why did he work on it?

He was made redundant at 50.

Do you know what that means nowadays?

He'd been on the dole for nearly three
years when he got that job.

He was desperate.

Barbara, if you have genuine complaints
against Eddie, Alan... Take it to the

newspapers, the health inspectors.

That's right.

I trusted you, Ken.

You can trust me, Barbara.

As long as you stop this madness.

We need to talk, Ken.

But nothing actually happened, did it? A
bit of sauce got spilled, that's all.

We caught these two in a criminal act.

But we are not the police. We've got a
choice.

I mean, when I was a nipper, if I was
caught nicking biscuits out of a

shop, I'd get a clip round here and that
would be it.

I mean, the grocer wouldn't want to put
me in an approved school on probation,

ruin me life with some silly mistake.

This was a cold, calculated plan by an
adult, Ken.

In a moment of weakness.

Well, how do we know what happened
again?

Look, Barbara knows we know now.

She knows there'll be a trial, be in the
papers, probably lose her job, go to

prison. Probably.

But if I promise to stop?

Everything, eh?

Campaign, leaflets.

Mm -hm.

Go through the proper channels.

Well, I don't mind squaring it up with
Eddie.

Sometimes I wonder if you're not too
good for this world, Ken Boone.

Are you... Let them go.

Look, they've packed up their campaign.
I got rid of them. That's what you paid

me for, isn't it? I wanted their guts. I
got it. Yes, but I'm not a paid

executioner.

Oi, what about this mess?

You clean it up.

Hey, this is burglary, mate.

We'll see what the police have to say
about this, shall we?

Fine.

Let's hope the publicity will help your
chances, business man of the year.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Together.

What do you think of it?

Harry, it's terrific. Did you do this?

Well, it helped, you know. Yes,
marvellous. Can we get breakfast here?

Breakfast? We want to have a working
breakfast to go through the final

Well, no, I'm sorry. The catering stuff
haven't come in yet. No matter.

I can do you a cup of coffee.

Thanks, but we'll find somewhere.

Brian, I'd like to make a start doing
the costume.

Oh, right, fine.

Come on, gang.

Wonderful, Harry.

So do you, Ivo.

You look radiant.

I feel it.

I've got something very important to
tell you.

Oh?

Harry, I did it.

I did it, just like you said.

You told Brian? Yes, yes, and it's all
right.

Really?

The poor love, he was so shocked.

And then he was over the moon.

Pardon? He said he'd never seen me look
so...

attractive and forceful.

I said he should have seen me and my cha
-cha skirt at the ballet.

He wasn't angry.

Oh, no, far from it.

He was... Oh, it was wonderful.

We've never been so close.

And it's all thanks to you.

Dear Harry.

Well, aren't you going to congratulate
me?

Yes. Oh, yes, yes, of course. It's
marvellous.

Well done.

Here's me burbling on.

You look tired.

Have you been working all night?

Oh, sort of.

You work too hard, Harry Crawford.

It's more to life than business, you
know.

Oh, my God.

Oh, poor bugger.

Hamburger with mayonnaise from Fast
Eddie's.

Bit of an epidemic, according to the
ambulance driver.

Oh, poor Eddie.

Won't get businessman of the year now.

Oh,

thank God I didn't let him do the
catering.

I was too cowardly to see the obvious,
Ken, until you pointed it out.

I realized then I had to go back.

A perfect public platform.

I'm sorry.

I've written the number of the local
police station.

It's your punchline, Barbara.

I'm just the straight man.

Here we go.

answers me. There's two dozen people in
hospital just because I prayed God.

He acted for the best.

He always will.

I'm glad.