All language subtitles for Boon s03e07 Honourable Service

Bye. Bye.

Oh,

very smart, eh?

You need a drink, you do, you miserable
bugger.

I'm not miserable, Harry.

You're not sweetness and light either,
are you?

Look, Ken, Ron's an old mate.

An ex -colleague who's retiring.

Yeah, that's the point. Ex -colleague.
It's taken me three years to forget

the brigade. Three years since that fire
done me lungs in.

I don't want to be reminded of it.

Well, apart from that, what's the
problem?

Success through confidence.

I'm thinking of checking the course.

What course?

Beginners is Monday to Wednesday,
advanced Thursday to Saturday, with the

come reception on the Saturday night.

She's booked the place.

Who was?

Yeah.

She looks confident enough, doesn't she?

We sure was.

And rolls through the ranks to become a
respected station commander.

Always fair.

Look at the state of this place.

What's wrong with it?

Oh, what a depressing environment.

It's a cross between a knocking shop and
an undertaker's.

But is it any wonder?

His grandfather and his dad were both
firemen before him.

And I think we'd all agree, Ron hasn't
let the family tradition down.

And so it only remains for me to say,
please show your appreciation for a

fine fireman and a grandfella.

Ron blesses.

Thanks.

Thanks very much.

You always was a bit of an orator, Ron,
weren't you? Belt up, will you?

Harry Crawford.

Hello.

Oh, I love him. Do you remember Ken? Ken
Boone? Yes. Yes, of course.

How are you?

Oh, I'm bad now.

Well, where is he, then?

We've got something for him. And it's 50
years old and all.

That's kind of you.

He's around somewhere.

Well, I don't know. 30 years up a
ladder.

Pardon? Your old man, 30 years.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

It's not a bad place, this is.

Well, look here he is. Hey, Ron,
congratulations.

Oh, Harvey.

You remember Ken, don't you? Ken Boone?

Yes, of course. That's the way you can.
Yeah, fine.

Yeah, mate.

Don't drink it all at once. Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

Now, where's your lad, then? Where's
Peter?

Well, he's... You can see for yourself,
can't you? He's not here.

I've got to be going. Sorry.

I'm sorry.

He's not feeling well.

What do you reckon's the wrong way
around?

Search me.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, that kid.

I thought you was at a party.

I was.

It can't be much of a do.

It wasn't.

Anyhow, parties are overrated, mate.

It's like there are too few people.
There are too many.

I always play that horrible disco,
Robbie.

There's always someone throwing up in
the loo.

And I bought some fish fingers today,
mate. They're in the fridge.

When are these cousins of yours going
back to Australia?

Oi, oi.

It's New Zealand.

And I'll have my room back in about a
week.

What's that horrible smell?

I cleaned under the sink.

You know, I did a bit of cleaning up,
like.

Frightened him, did it, the lingerie?

Oh, yes, well, we'll tell you anything.
They're trying to sell the stuff.

Linda!

No.

Well, I'd have put it on that way round,
too.

Well, it doesn't seem to be the whole
answer, does it? Linda!

Oh, just a moment.

Yes, Mr Crawford?

Sorry.

What's all this? And who's Mr B?

Mr Bentley, your insurance broker.

Listen, if you're really sure about
this, I'll pass it on to Mr Boone, but

a big step to have someone followed.

After all, he's with you every evening,
even if he is asleep.

Linda, may I point out that you're
supposed to be my assistant?

Listen, I've got to go now.

No, no, just a minute.

Linda, will you put that phone down,
please, and go and make some coffee? Any

time. Bye. Thank you.

Now then, what's this? Mr. Bentley
called to remind you that your insurance

out in two weeks.

Oh, well, that's all very well, but
these personal calls you keep getting...

Well, it wasn't business, was it?

No. It's a bad time.

No, it's all right, love, you're all
right. I'll go and make a coffee.

Yes.

Sugar? Oh, thank you.

Come in, come in.

Oh, I'm so sorry about Saturday night,
the way Ron behaved.

Oh, forget it, love.

You didn't have to come all this way to
apologise.

I didn't, actually.

You see, um... Ron told me that Ken was
a sort of detective now.

I came to see him.

What was the problem?

Hey, what is it, love?

Pete?

Your lad.

What, is he in trouble?

I don't know.

I don't know, Harry.

Confidence? Yes, anyway.

Yeah, I'll do my best.

Ken!

Ken!

What happened? She can't tell me much.

There was a fire.

His best mate got injured.

He was pretty cut up about it.

Told Ron.

Ron blew up at him.

Accused him of losing his bottle, and
that's the last they saw of him.

Well, you'd better get started then,
hadn't you? Oh, I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Well, it's a bit close to home, isn't
it? Oh, can't help it. It's a sodding

Run to mate. You've got to help.

Mr Crawford?

Oh.

Denny Dappleby. How do you do?

Oh, delighted.

I mean, I'm very well, thank you. I
understand you're taking the course

yourself. Well, I was thinking about it.
Oh, but you must.

Well, I know, but this, um... Sodding
wet.

And I must stress that this course is
for everyone.

From the chronic non -achiever to the
mature, successful businessman who still

feels that he might have more to learn.

For ladies and gentlemen, success and
confidence go hand in hand.

And motivation is the key to both.

Repeat after me. I can succeed.

I will succeed.

I can succeed. I will succeed.

Listen, if a man wants out of the
brigade, then he's no damn good to the

brigade, you know that.

Pete was a good fireman.

He had a real desire to help people.

But he wanted out.

This isn't the Foreign Legion.

This bloke Mac, he really copped it,
didn't he?

Worse than you, our son, much worse.

I suppose I'd love to go and see him.

How is he?

He's a brave man.

He'll live with it as best he can.

He was a popular lad.

The irony is, there was no one in the
building.

I'd like to see the other one as well,
Paul.

No problem. One thing, Frank, I'm a
friend of the family, OK? I never was in

brigade.

Tell me, Mr Smith, why do you want this
job?

I think I'm the right person for it,
Miss Jones.

Yes, Mr Smith, but why do you want this
job?

Yes, Mr. Smith?

Well, the money will come in handy.

As we see, Mr. Smith has just lost
whatever status he has in the eyes of

Jones with a single remark.

Mr. Smith will not get the job.

Thank you, Mr. Smith.

Mr. Crawford.

Me.

Before we begin, Miss Jones, may I point
out that you've kept me waiting for

three quarters of an hour. Well, I'm
terribly sorry.

But that's all right.

A job like this is worth waiting for.

Now, shall I tell you why I want this
job?

Please do, Mr Smith. Because I'm only
interested in jobs that I can do better

than anybody else.

No, I haven't seen her since he packed
it in.

Must be six weeks, mate.

Do you mind telling me what happened
when Matt got hurt?

Well, it's Pete's mum. She thinks it's
got something to do with it.

Well, it was a pretty bad fire.

It wasn't even in our district.

But it got out of control. So, well, we
got a call for a make -up.

That's like when another station's
called to bring in some more appliances.

Well, the main warehouse was pretty well
gone when we got there.

It was one of those big complexes.

Bloody huge it was.

Well, our governor ordered Mac, Pete and
me to get into BA.

Sorry, that's breathing apparatus.

Well, we got rigged out, the three of
us.

Mac took the jet and we followed him
inside, like.

But then we got separated.

And then just as we spotted Mac, well,
the chemicals went up.

Blew his mask off and all.

We saw him go down, but we couldn't get
to him in time.

We knew he... He was bad.

We got hold of him and got him out as
quickly as we could.

But that was it for Mac.

We all knew that.

What sort of state was Pete in?

Well, he wasn't hurt.

No, and was he upset?

Well, of course he was.

So was I.

Yeah, but you didn't leave the brigade,
did you?

Look, who are you?

Inspector Morse?

No, it's his family. They're worried.

Do you think he got frightened of the
job because of what had happened to Mac?

Well, he never said he was frightened.

I mean, look, I worked with him.

But we didn't mix. He wasn't a bad
bloke.

I mean, I don't know why he packed it
in.

No, of course you don't.

We saw him go down, but we couldn't get
to him in time.

We knew he... he was bad.

We got hold of him and got him out as
quickly as we could.

That was it for Mac.

Mac, are you okay?

Mac!

How the

hell made you look rough?

I haven't slept.

Me? Slept like a baby.

Great.

You know, Cam, this course is a
revelation.

Denise told me that I've got primary
motivation potential.

Tell you what, mate, I'm motivating
myself to ask her out.

Harry, I'm going to go and see that
bloke, the one who got injured in the

Will you come with me?

Sorry, mate. Don't have any
concentration this morning.

Hey, do you want your coffee?

Morning, Ken. Morning, Mr Crawford.
You're late.

You know what your trouble is, don't
you, Ken?

Yes, yeah.

I'm sodding wet.

Well, to put it to you, I cocked up.

Ignored the procedure and went in on my
own.

Sure, I heard some old boys screaming
for help.

I wasn't wearing my breathing apparatus.

I just bolted and went in.

What a cock -up, eh?

Broke rule number one and here I am.

My hands and arms will be all right.

They'll be lovely and soft. They took
the skin grafts off me arse.

Can't grab lung tissue, though. It's the
real damage.

It's called scorched lung.

Yeah, I've heard about it.

By all rights, they could get me
disability pension, I suppose, but the

let me off the hook.

I only hurt meself, after all.

So how are you getting by?

I suppose I'll have to learn how to do
something else.

Benevolent fund will help me learn a
trade, you know.

You OK?

Sure. I love it.

Puts hairs on my chest.

You talked to Paul?

Yeah. No joy, eh?

No.

That's funny, that.

What is?

Pete not getting in touch.

We were dead close, the three of us.

Three musketeers, we were.

BDI, Ken Burns speaking.

Yeah, hang on.

Linda!

She's just coming.

Hello.

Oh, hello, look, how are you?

Now, tell me what happened in the park.

Well, I don't think children have a
sense of humour, really, do they?

Next time, take along some breadcrumbs,
give them something to do.

Linda. Oh, just a moment.

Yeah, Ken. Any problem?

No.

I'm going out. I'm sure we'll keep an
open phone, won't we?

Who's there?

Now, listen, look. My mother -in -law
has said to me, to know all is to

all.

If you could just ask him, quietly, why
he's always so tired.

Innovate.

Innovate.

Innovate.

Concentrate.

Initiate.

Innovate. Innovate.

Concentrate. Initiate.

Innovate.

Hey, Kat.

Listen, I'm sorry, mate.

About this morning.

Forget it.

What's going on in there?

Oh, we're tapping into our positive
energies.

No,

honestly, mate, I'm sorry if I was
unsympathetic.

How did it go?

Fine. Just as well I went on my own.

See you in there, lad.

Pretty bad, mate.

Oh, there's always somebody worse off
than yourself, isn't there? Too bloody

right. Any idea where Preet is?

No.

I'm going to go and see that other one,
though.

What, the one at the fire station? Yeah.

There's something about him that just
didn't fit.

Like what? He's a bloody liar for a
start.

Oi, want a word with you?

Not you again.

What's your game? I used to be a
fireman, Sonny. You were having me on

yesterday, weren't you?

What's your one about? I've seen the FDR
one. I've talked to Mac. Your story

doesn't fit.

It was Pete who pulled him out of that
building. You were nowhere to be seen.

He went in there without his BA because
he thought someone's life was in danger.

He didn't have a mask on, so it kind of
blown off, like you said.

Yeah, well, he shouldn't have done it
like that. He should have waited. You

the last one in that building, weren't
you?

Did he say that? Of course he didn't. He
took on the responsibility.

Like you would have done, eh?

Yeah, you look the sort that could live
with that.

You shouldn't be a fireman.

I don't like you. I don't trust you.

I just wanted to tell you that.

You told me.

Just shut up.

And another thing, Mr. Boo.

I was lying about Matt because I thought
you was investigating his accident.

I thought you was from Division.

And I don't know where Pete is either.

You shouldn't be a fireman at all.

Oh, Mr. Coultham, you've been canned
tonight.

Did I, Clive?

No.

Linda!

Linda!

Here you are.

Oh, and I've already loved you.

No, he's not in at the moment.

Can I take a message for you?

Yeah.

Hello.

Harry, how sweet.

Sorry I'm late. Bit of last -minute
business. You know how it is.

Come in. Go on.

I simply must put these in water right
this minute.

I've booked a table for eight.

Well, I've booked a table for two,
actually, for eight o 'clock.

I love the idea of Indian food.

Well, we could go Italian.

Aren't these just the most beautiful
things?

They do a very good escalope at Skippy
House.

The room service menu's by the phone.

You choose.

Ken Boone?

What's all this about?

There we have it.

Another question.

Bloody hell, Ken.

How long were you up there? About three
quarters of an hour.

Yeah, well, if Sandra hadn't walked out
on me, he'd have been up there half the

night. Do you think it's got something
to do with Pete Blissett? Well, I don't

think the garden centre are going to
send the heavy mob round just because I

served a writ on them.

Well, who's this Pete Blissett, then? He
used to be a fireman.

Well, what do you suppose he's been up
to? I don't know, but I'm going to find

out. Well, how? You don't know where he
is, do you?

I'll have to talk to Ron.

Should have told the police.

I told him last night. He should have
told the police.

I forgot to tell you.

Maureen found you at the office.

Ron's found out she hired you. He's up
in mud.

30 years I've been in the brigade.

And I'm all set to go. Turned over to
him.

Three generations we've been in the
brigade.

His grandfather was a fireman in
Coventry in 1940.

Butterson!

Butterson pisses off!

And you wouldn't.

You know where he is, don't you, Ron?

None of your business.

Stop fannying about. You know where the
lad is, don't you? Of course I bloody

do. He's with that chip holder who's on
the canal, isn't he? It's important that

I find him, Ron.

Go on, Ken, tell him. Tell the daft
bugger.

Tell him what?

What's going on?

I don't know, but I'm pretty sure he's
mixed up with something pretty dodgy.

Ken was set on last night. He was nailed
to a door by his jacket because he was

asking round about feet.

I don't know what he's up to, Ron, but
I've got to find out.

You want to find out, don't you?

So anyway, I said, where was it? It
wasn't the park, was it? And when did?

Well, not always, no.

Sometime he went to other places.

And in his lunchtime, too.

No wonder he was so exhausted. Two hours
every day.

And I should have seen his face when I
told him I'd never even noticed it.

Drop the mask. Spit it out. Cough it up.
Let it out. Drop the mask. Spit it out.

Cough it up. Let it out. Drop the mask.

Spit it out. Cough it up.

Let it out, drop the mask, spit it out,
cough it up.

Yes, great, mate, great. Now yourself.

Yes.

Well, look, what about popping round and
sorting out the policy?

Yes, well, I'd imagine we'd have a pint
or two as well, yeah.

The thing is, I'd like to pick your
brains about something.

Anybody at home?

No.

Hello?

Hello. Carol Findale.

Victor, go and finish your dinner.

What do you want?

Well, I was looking for Pete Blissett.

He's not here anymore. He's gone.

You want to know any road? I'm a friend
of his mum's.

And his father's.

Well, so, oh, he used to be my boss when
I was in the fire brigade.

Then you'll know what a bastard he is.

Well... He wants nothing to do with
Pete, and Pete wants nothing to do with

I'd still like to find him, love.

His mum's very worried.

He's working for me, Dad.

Where's that?

Over there.

Vic, find out!

Do you know where I can find people who
think?

Aye.

Well, where?

What's the name, lad?

Boone. Ken Boone.

I always like to know who I'm talking
to.

Only his mum's a bit worried about him.
She hasn't heard from him for about a

month.

Kids today don't seem to realise how
much they worry their parents, do they?

No, I suppose not.

When I left home, I was 14, mind.

But I wrote to my old mother once a
week, every Saturday night.

How long's he been working for you?

Since he left the fire brigade.

Did he say why he left?

He said no, and I haven't asked.

Only this old man reckons he's lost his
bottle.

Lost his bottle, eh?

I'll ask him.

I think I'll wait till he comes down.

Good at his job, is he?

He's got the knack.

And the bottle.

Hello. Do you know where Kenny's?

Yes, he's on the case.

Hello, Denise.

Is everything all right?

Yes, fine.

You missed the session this morning. I
was wondering if... Yes, no,

fine.

I got involved with something. I mean,
something's come up, actually.

Will you be there this afternoon?

Well, yes.

Yes, only I've got to see this bloke for
an hour or so and I've got a couple of

calls to make.

Fine. Well, I'll see you when it's
convenient, I expect.

How are you, Pete?

Remember me, Ken Boone?

Oh, yeah.

I remember you.

It's been a while.

So what are you up to these days?

Well, this and that.

I'm working for an investigations firm.

Your mum's hired me to try and find you.
She knows I'm all right.

I called her last month.

Look, she's worried about you.

Especially since your old man wouldn't
tell her where you were.

He wouldn't, would he?

Not after I left the brigade and ruined
his glorious bloody retirement.

So why did you leave? Look.

I know you work with me old man and all
that, but it's none of your business.

Just knock it off, all right.

Look, it is my business.

I talked to your mates at the station.

I went to see Mac.

Last night, a trio of lads nailed me to
my garage door, telling me to stop

asking questions about you.

Now, why would they do that? I don't
know.

On this, Mr Boone? Used to be Ken.

I'll tell you what, that mob that did me
up last night are certainly not... I've

nothing to do with them.

Who scared you out of the brigade? Me
dad.

Oh, come on, leave it out. We all know
you're dead.

Something must have sent you running.
Nothing. I just wanted out, all right?

I'm sorry.

Look, I'll phone Mum again and let her
know I'm OK.

But you're not OK, are you?

Leave me alone, Ken.

Please, just leave me alone.

You're all right, love.

Ron told me where Pete was just after
you left.

He knew all along, and he never told me.

I was so worried.

You live with a man for 30 years. You
think you know him just because... You

know his habits. You think you know
everything about him.

How he likes his eggs done.

Which TV programme he doesn't like.

But you don't really know him at all.

How much do I owe you, Ken?

No, that's all right with me.

Let's just say I'm a friend of the
family.

Makes you think, doesn't it?

Think what?

Well, I never seem to have the time to
have secrets, let alone keep them.

When he finally told me, it made me
wonder.

And I've been wondering ever since.

How many other secrets has he kept from
me?

Hello, Pete.

What's going on?

Your lady mash is a great pot of tea,
Pete.

What the bloody hell do you want?

You know the form, Pete.

Just checking.

Hit and water.

Got to watch them all the time.

Yeah, but why?

I told you, mate, just like I told
Harry. I'm on this alone.

I don't need any help. Yeah, but what
are you doing?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, you haven't contacted the
police, have you?

Here you are, frying fish fingers. It's
not as if you've done anything about it,

is it? I'm working on it. Just stop
pestering me. I've got enough on my

You can get that while you're at it.

Hello?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, all right. Yeah, I'll tell him.

Who was it?

Um, Vic's come on over.

Flandre, what do you want?

Um, tell him what's the fee as soon as
possible. Something about a tennis ball.

I don't know.

I don't know anything.

Oh, yes, that does.

And it's best to tell us bloody
sharpish, because whatever it is, my

involved now.

Well, let me make a guess.

If they want a fire put in out, ask a
fireman.

And if you wanted a fire started, who
better to ask than a fireman?

A bent fireman.

Paul asked me to come in on it.

He was tied in with some big, shock
-crooked developer.

Who was he?

I don't know, Ken.

I only met his heavy mob and I didn't
get their names.

So, Paul was the inside man, eh?

Like you said, Ken.

Who better to ask?

Firemen know all the safety angles, and
they'd know to disguise an arson job.

Paul said it was money for old rope. I
told him to stuff it.

I may have threatened to shock him.
Can't remember.

What happened in the fire?

Well, we were to make up.

The old place was about to go up.

I didn't know it was one of Paul's
fires, but I remember he was dead

really on edge.

Then all of a sudden, Mac takes a jet
and goes right inside the building.

He broke procedure.

Yeah, I know. He told me.

I got my BA on and ran after him.

I thought Paul was behind me.

But when I got inside, I noticed he
wasn't there.

He was hanging back.

Spotted Mac just as the chemicals went
up.

And he got it.

Did Paul admit he set the fire?

Didn't have to.

I saw it in his eyes when I pulled Mac
out.

A bloody fireman on the take.

Yeah.

Well, either way, I've got to take it to
the police and the brigade.

Oh, that won't work.

Why?

Well, I checked up with the insurance
people today.

They reckon to pay out millions every
year on suspect fires, and they reckon a

quarter of those are arson.

I mean, I don't mean the little bloke
who's about to go to the war, you know,

who dumps a gallon of petrol over his
stock.

I mean, but a professional, he can set a
fire that either won't be detective or

he's just put down the suspect. I mean,
either way, he gets away with it.

Poor speciality.

There's only one way to prove it.

How?

Paint him with a plaza.

You sure?

Yeah, of course I'm sure.

This is you being a bent fireman.

Let's get the bugger.

OK? All right, Ken.

Are you paint?

What? You're working for BDI now.

Oh, look.

Where'd you get my name?

Where'd you think?

I'm asking you.

I don't have to do business with a
squirt like you.

Hang on.

Wait a minute.

Five grand for a poxy little ballroom?

My insurance is up a week on Wednesday.

It's got to be done quickly when
nobody's in the place.

You want less?

Well... Oh, you couldn't light a penny
banger.

Take your hand off the couch, son,
please.

Half now.

Yeah, I thought you'd come up with that.

And I'll back out of your arse if you
cock it up, right?

Cool.

Let's go back inside and talk, eh?

Oh, there you go. Oh,

is this your boss, Linda?

Uh, sort of.

Mr Daly? Mr Byrne. Ken Byrne.

I thought you said her boss was a Mr
Daly love.

I thought it was, darling.

Anyway, I just want to say that you've
got a great lass here. Just great.

Not to put too fine a point on it, she
saved our marriage.

Sorry?

Gold dust, mate.

She's sheer gold dust.

Let's leave the taxman out of it, shall
we?

You make sure this lass gets a nice
bonus.

Yeah, thanks.

Come on, sweetheart, or we'll miss that
plane.

Tallow. Bye.

Bye -bye.

And thanks again, Linda.

Oh, it was a pleasure.

Send her the postcard from Malta.

For no more jogging.

Cheers.

What's all this about?

Edith phoned for Margaret, and Margaret
was on holiday.

Well, he just wanted to talk to a woman.

She thought her husband was... Yeah,
Rocky wants us.

I'll have a word with you later.

And we've got lipstick on your cheek.

Oh, Ken, it's all set up, mate. Cheers,
Rocky.

There you go.

Wow!

You're quiet.

Thanks, mate.

For the night, Jim.

Oh, well, what's next, then? Nothing.
Take the day off, OK?

Yeah, yeah, but what's it all for?

Well, I'm thinking of getting some extra
security in here. I'm, you know, just

testing it out.

Oh, yeah, you must just think I'm
stupid.

That's all.

Wide -angle lens covers the whole room.

How does he set it up?

Well, you give him the key, as soon as
he walks in the door, switches on the

video. Where do you get all this gear
from?

Margaret, some old security catalogues.

I got it on APRA.

How do you set it up so fast?

Whatever you've got must be catching.

You're here for the advance course.

Pardon?

They're down by the lake, focusing on
their interiorised aggression.

Oh, yeah?

So, is this some sort of meditation,
like?

They're thinking about all the
frustrating things that can happen to

the day and planning strategies to
overcome them.

In advance.

Oh, yeah, I do that all the time.

I'll have mine well done, OK?

Well done always.

I say we do it.

What'll the governor say?

He won't have to know, will he?

We're all freedom.

I don't know, Mac. I've been thinking. I
don't give a monkey's what you know or

what you don't know.

I don't give a monkey's about anything
anymore.

Burnt inside and out. I've got a family
to think about.

You're going to do it, Paul, right?

I'll get my cut like always.

I ruined my life covering up for you
last time.

Now you're on your own.

You think it's going to look bad in an
empty building a week before the

insurance is off?

And do it the night before when they've
got a function on?

They've got a fire alarm, haven't they?

You're going to show Paul how to make up
the device?

Yeah.

Don't you think I am a cripple?

Yes, machine.

And Joe?

Well, that's teenagers on holiday, isn't
it?

Yes, of course I did.

The writ's been served on the garden
centre.

Linda's been doing all the files. Give
her my love.

And she sends her love.

Actually, she's... No.

No, I'm all right.

There's nothing wrong with my voice.

Everything's fine.

Just give my love to Jo, won't you? And
I'll see you on Wednesday.

Yeah.

to controlling one's destiny is self
-assertion. If you'd like to follow me.

Every day, in every kind of situation,
we bundle our opportunities to dominate

and control what happens to us. This can
be arranged for in our main bar or in

our American bar.

Excuse me, Miss Appleby, I've just shown
this gentleman around the ballroom.

what we might achieve if we were fully
realising our potential for self

-assertion. And remember that in a
conflict situation...

That's the side door.

That's the store room. OK.

Somebody's just got the keys.

Yeah, I know. I saw him.

He bloody nearly saw me.

Well, what do you recognise, do you?
Well, what do you think?

I don't know.

He's the one that added me to his
butterfly connection.

Oh, bloody hell, Ken.

Don't set the drip too fast.

You've got to give yourself time.

Daddy!

Not now, Heather.

Daddy's busy.

You're right.

Glad you came.

Denise? Denise?

Have you got a minute?

Are you, Harry?

Not really.

Look, I'm trying to apologise, but
you're not listening.

You spend your time teaching people to
listen to the other person, to really

listen, but you're not really listening,
are you? I'm really listening, Harry.

Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't
finish the course.

But I had some very serious personal
problem to deal with. Something very

private. Oh, I'm sorry.

But I'm even more...

I mean, I'm even more sorry that you got
the wrong end of the stick. I mean, you

got the wrong impression about you and
me.

But I want you to understand that I
never meant to upset you, and I want you

tell me what I can do to sort it out.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

It's myself I'm angry with, not you. I
should have known what you were after.

Oh, it wasn't that. It wasn't like that,
Denise.

Wasn't it?

You got your very own private course in
dynamic self -invention, and I've got a

feeling that was all you wanted.

Denise, I... Oh, Margaret.

Life is passive only if we allow it to
be.

For life is not just thought and action,
an endless repetition of action and

reaction.

Dynamic self -invention in this pattern
is what can make our lives really worth

living, no matter who we are or what we
do.

But now...

Please join us in a final drink.

And... Thank you.

What's up?

It's Denise.

I feel awful.

I tried to explain, but she gave me a
right rollicking, Ken.

She's a very strong -minded woman.

I thought you'd like her.

Yes, I do.

Oh, I wish I'd have finished that
course.

Oh, forget the course. Do you like her?
Yes.

Then what am I going to do?

I don't know. I didn't take the course.

Oh, bloody lot of use you are, mate.

Anyway, it's wearing off now.

It is.

With confidence.

Jesus, Harry.

No, it's absolutely true.

No, no, look.

I thought it was tomorrow.

It was.

It's awfully close to that gas man, Kev.
He knows what he's doing.

Fire service, please.

Hello, this is the plaza suite. We've
got an arsonist on the premises.

Rocky.

We need your help. Keep cool. We've got
to evacuate the building.

Right.

Ladies and gentlemen, would you all
please leave the building through the

emergency exits over there. There's no
cause for alarm, but please leave the

building in a quiet and orderly manner.
Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Did you know that?

Come on, carry this. Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Come on, Rocky, get in.

No, I'm all right, really.

Hey, you get in here.

We've all got a lung full of smoke, and
we're all going to the hospital.

It's procedure.