All language subtitles for Boon s03e12 Fall And Rise Of Bowman Empire

Thank you.

See him, can you?

Yeah.

Old deer at the till serving another old
deer.

Next to them a checked shirt.

Male.

Give it five.

See if it clears.

Take a deep breath.

Come on, now. Take a deep breath.

In. That's right. Now out.

And another one.

It's over here.

She's carrying on. The least I expect is
a dead body.

Bloody hell.

Which is a dead body.

How's he getting there?

Don't know. It's too late to ask him.

Walked in and keeled over in the middle
of my cheese board.

Linda, this is the stuff that nightmares
are made of.

You know what they say down at Public
Old, don't you? See one mouse and

ten more, aren't you?

Is that good? We're close for the week.
Harry, you go up to the Malta. That's in

trust. Oh, not a waste.

Elspeth? Oh, you came.

I didn't see you coming.

Elspeth, how come it is your turkey
drummers are 20p dearer than Tesco's?

over heads, my love.

I see.

Having said that, though...

My turkey drummers are free to you, Ken.

This week.

What's on your mind?

It's young Cecil. He's coming home, Ken.

From Tasmania?

Yes. Well, of course, a party, don't it?

Ken.

Ken, I want you to do something for me.
Oh, say you will, please, Ken.

I'll pay good money.

I think you've got a customer.

Oh.

Yeah, can I have, um, tomato juice,
please? And, uh, do you have any salad

sandwiches? Hello, Margaret.

How you doing?

Hello, Archie.

Here, let me get this for you.

Sorry to do it to you, love.

There's a friend of yours round the
corner, gone over the edge.

So? So I'm talking to the lady.

The matter needs delicate handling, not
the old bill.

Five same words, Stan, my old darling.

Why can't you handle it, Stan?

Because it's tears, Margaret, and I'm
not very good with tears.

Give me yobbs any day.

What's wrong with you, then?

Could you repeat the question, please?

Come on, I'm fed up with waiting.

Oh, the Czech shirt, he's still in
there.

We'll deal with him as we go.

Suits me.

Mrs. Bowman? Yes, I am she.

Name is Mitchell.

Arthur Mitchell. This is David Kelleway.

We're old mates of Cecil's.

Oh? From the Territorial Army, Mrs.
Bowman.

Oh!

The Territorials!

Dan said you'd had one too many.

I think he was being kind.

Well, what does Stan know about love?

And what did I send you?

I won't. Ken.

Ken's been like a father to me.

And Harry's been like a mother.

Rocky, what's the problem?

It's Anna McLeish.

She's ditched me.

I'm sorry.

I know what it feels like.

You see, it was all right on Saturday
night.

because I told her I was a private
detective.

And then on Sunday, she saw me on the
bike delivering a package in Digbeth.

And then last night, it was all over.

How long have you known her?

I just told her since Saturday night.

Why did I have to lie to her?

Anna McLeish.

Well, if you want my opinion, Rocky,
she's a stuck -up bitch.

Don't you call her names.

She's too good for both of us.

And that includes you.

I was just trying to help.

Was it the lie that upset her or the
fact that you were on a bike?

She says bikers don't last.

Average working life for five years and
then splat.

Black leather hedgehog.

She's not only stuck up, is she? She's
stupid as well.

You're talking about the woman I love?

Well, I have met this young lady, you
know.

She's 100 % piranha.

Now, come on back to the plaza and I'll
give you some coffee. No, I just want

Ken. I just want Ken. He's been like a
father to me.

Yes, well, you can't have him, can you?
So you'll just have to pull up with me.

Well,

my feeling is we should throw a party.

It's exactly what my friend down there
just said.

Absolutely.

Now, who should we invite?

Look at this. Look at that weave.

Yeah, terrific.

God only knows where Cecil's kept nice
blokes like you in the way.

You an old chum, Ken?

No, Ken's more a friend of mine.

He never met Cecil.

Mrs. Berman, why don't you lead the
party to us? You just give us a list of

you'd like to be there, and we'll do the
rest.

But where's it going to be held?

We haven't got room to swing a cat in
the flat upstairs.

I don't know where you can have a party.

Plaza suite.

It's owned by a friend of mine.

It all came to a point.

Oh, lovely.

We could be talking discounts.

Nice to meet you. Ken, uh... Ken Byrne.
Well, why don't you liaise with Mrs

Bowman over the where and the when, and
we'll organise the who.

Oh, you are kind.

Anything for Cecil. It's been a great
pleasure meeting you, Mrs Bowman. Thank

you.

Goodbye. Well, that was nice.

Friends who keep in touch.

Yes.

But he's going to feel like a stranger
back in England, this Cecil.

I think what he needs is like a helping
hand.

You know, guiding for a few days, in
case he loses his way.

He's a grown man.

I'll pay you, Ken.

I'll pay you lots.

Look, I'm going to ring up zero for
every item in this basket.

If you would just keep an eye on him,
Ken, for a few days.

Elspeth. He hasn't been in Tasmania, he
hasn't been in Thailand.

He's been in Telford by way of Wormwood
Scrubs.

And if you hadn't burst in and dragged
me away, I'd have asked Margaret for a

proper interview.

An interview?

She already knows you, you duck bugger.

Anyway, what makes you think that you
can turn your own for that kind of work?

Oh, well, they use me quick enough for
grotty jobs, like looking after sheep

developing photographs.

Anyway, they've got very quick minds of
Karen Margaret.

Ah, so that's it, is it?

I'm a thicket, am I? No, I didn't say
that.

Ah, well, you might not have said it,
but that's what you were thinking.

See? See?

That's detection for you.

He's either a full -time private
detective or nothing.

What about Texas Rangers?

Oh, well, what about it?

I run Texas Rangers for Ken.

I'm making him a fortune.

Come in.

We've spoken on the phone matters of
times. It's lovely to press the flesh at

last. Yeah, it's nice to be able to put
a face to the name.

Mr. Dangerflower. Simon.

Dangerflower. Perhaps we could take a
look. Yes, certainly. Certainly.

Simon. Your organisation is one I very
much approve of. And that young man will

be glad of your help one day, unless I'm
very much mistaken.

I could tell you ten things about that
bloke already.

Just like Sherlock Holmes.

I could guess it would be him as well.

Mr. Crawford, your floor is everything I
ever dreamed of.

Good.

Glad you like it.

Just reassure me about juggernauts.

What about them?

Do they thunder by, rattling doors and
windows?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. We're very
tucked away here.

Squatters are great.

No manner of speaking.

Well, with your permission, myself.

Jeffrey Bell and the gang will start
work tomorrow morning.

Perfect.

Classic mainly Georgian manor house with
Victorian additions.

You can't beat the Georgians for
gracious living.

No. No.

That is a very nice piece of flesh
indeed.

And a horse ain't bad either.

What are we doing here, Mitch, in case
anyone asks?

We're looking for our dog who strayed
here earlier on.

What's he called?

Does it matter?

Cecil. And he's a poodle.

Yes, Cecil.

Babysitting Cecil.

I want to know what his mum's so
frightened of.

Or what about the other two, Mitchell
and Calloway?

They're kosher, I think.

Cecil knew them in the TA.

Well, that doesn't make them angels,
does it?

No. I'm going to check them out with
Archie.

Have you seen Rocky today?

Should I have? He's got a broken heart.

How do you all... No hurry. Only met her
three days ago.

Yeah, and he hasn't stopped talking
about her since.

Well, I'd love to be able to help you,
Mrs Bowman, but I'm meant to be close

cleaning. But I shall be inviting very
fussy people, Mr Crawford.

Like Ken Boone.

Father Titmarsh, people like that don't
make a mess.

Yes, I know, but 25 for tomorrow is a
bit short notice.

It'll be for cash, of course.

And a large deposit.

I mean, I realise that you've got to buy
stuff in and then... Well, I mean, I

always hate to disappoint people. I
mean, I wonder if I shouldn't make an

effort. I mean, it's only 25, isn't it?
So why don't we give it a try?

Deposit of 200, shall we say?

Sorry to bother you, Harry.

Um, what do you want your copy?

Black.

While we're at it, has Cecil got any
particular favourites? I mean... Food

or entertainment -wise?

Oh, it's partial to a bit of English
country music.

That be enough, Mitch.

Yeah, come on.

The light's going anyway.

We'll do the rest tomorrow.

Mitch, suppose Cecil doesn't want to
play ball.

He will.

He'll be flush for a week because his
mum will stake him.

Then he'll blow the lot and look for
work.

You know Cecil.

Cecil! Come here, Cecil!

Hi, Ken.

Ken Boone.

Cecil. Nice to meet you.

I've thought a lot about you, Ken.

How I'd repay you when I got out. Hey,
what for?

For keeping an eye on my mum.

That sort of thing means a lot when
you're inside.

I'm just being neighbourly, that's all.

You know something?

McGee's last week started crying at this
point. He didn't want to leave.

He'll be back.

Not you, though, eh?

Too true.

Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you.

that over the years you have diminished
my faith in human nature.

You weren't here on a bloody picnic
moment.

And didn't you just let me know it, you
bastard?

On the other hand, you were half decent,
Morley.

And service was not included in the
bill, as I remember.

Ten percent for five years is a bit hard
to work out, Seth.

Buy a present for the king.

No, I'm sorry, Seth.

It's against the rule.

Fair enough.

I'll put a check in the post to the
wife.

Let's go, kid.

Hello.

Is this your idea of cover, Archie?

Now, this is my idea of school holidays.

I know what you mean.

Ken wasn't back when I got your message.
It sounded urgent.

Here,

I won't be a tick, Ken. I've got a bit
of business to attend to. I'll come in

with you.

Oh, you can if you want to.

But why?

It's your mum. She's worried about you.

Look, Ken, don't worry.

Five years in the bin, I ain't going to
do anything stupid.

September 83, Spark Hill.

West Midland Tubes Incorporated.

Silly old fool.

Who? Local owned it.

Used to collect the wages on one of
those three wheelers.

I mean, you could rip one of them apart
with a strong magnet.

And Cecil did.

In company with others, yes.

Cheers.

Cecil wouldn't cough up the names, which
is why he's been away so long.

So he took the rap.

And it can't be all that bad.

As a matter of fact, I liked him.

Margaret, I said he wouldn't cough up
the names, right?

Doesn't mean we didn't know them.

Don't tell me.

Ken's new friends, Kellaway and
Mitchell.

Now, if they're asking after Cecil
already, what are they up to?

And why would they need Cecil?

That's a very good question.

If I was planning a robbery, I need a
bloody good reason for taking Cecil

Bowman.

Sorry. Here, what's going on?

When you're at it again. Ken, what are
you talking about?

What's in the rucksack, Bibles?

Money. We know it's bloody money.

What's that in a barrel?

What state are they in in there?

Look, if you think I've robbed them, why
isn't the alarm going off? Why isn't

Uncle Bill flying about?

Trust is a wonderful thing, Ken. You
should try it sometime.

I would if I knew where you got that
bunch from.

Oh, I see. Up the nose, is it?

I was going to buy you a BMW, Ken.

I ain't now.

No, I haven't seen Ken, but Rocky's
waiting for you in your office.

Morning, Jo. How are you, love? Hi,
Harry.

Harry, what's going on down there?

They're preparing for the launch of
their appeal fund next Sunday.

I said they could set it up during the
cleaning. Yes, but what are they

doing?

They are the SBH.

You see, you're no wiser now, are you?

Well, are you going to tell me or are
you going to keep it a mystery? Well,

a society for beleaguered husbands.

You mean that lot are married? Well,
they were, but now they're victims.

You see, it's not only wives that get
battered.

Hold it, lad.

Brilliant. You see?

Just imagine that kind of clarity in a
divorce case photo.

I mean, the wife would stand no chance,
would she?

Just because you're good with a camera
doesn't mean you make it at the PI.

Well, Kenneth, these photos aren't even
as good as these. Look.

Cameras aren't everything, love. I mean,
there are more times you've got to look

at a scene or a place, take it all in
and remember it.

Yeah.

I'm not very good at that sort of thing.

Did you play Kim's game as a cub, Rocky?

I don't think so.

Oh, you know, 40 objects on a tray,
thimble, piece of string, matchbox.

Look at them for a minute, then go and
write them down. Yeah, yeah, I did.

And were you good at it?

I can't remember.

I'll tell you what, Rocky.

If you can go away and train yourself up
to remember, say, 35 out of 40, I think

we should talk again.

How's that?

I'm fine, Ma.

Fine.

Let's have a look at you.

You only saw me last week, love.

Yeah. What a week's a long time in
politics and Telford.

You're looking good, Ma.

Yeah. I've got you a present.

I'll open it on Friday.

See you tomorrow, Cecil.

How's Beth?

Welcome home, Seth.

Hey, the neighbours have hardly turned
out in four smiles.

No.

The place is changing.

They're all new down this street now.

What have Mr and Mrs Patel got?

Yes. And the Amandys. Big drum in
Edgbaston they've got.

What about the thing then? They've got
as well. Yes.

Look.

A lot of yuppies moved in.

Bringing the place down.

Still. Have I got a surprise inside for
you.

Oh.

Surprise?

I'll do that.

Davy.

Mitch. It's great to see you, lad.

Davy. They've all gone out to party for
you, Cecil, at the Plaza Suite.

Invitations went off this morning, Mrs.
Bowman. Oh, yeah? Who to?

A lot of old friends, Cecil.

Yeah. Suppose I pop upstairs and put the
kettle on.

Yeah, smash in, Ma.

Yeah. I'll be up in a tick.

I really am pleased to see you.

Really.

You too.

Cecil, if you're ever looking for part
-time work, don't forget...

We're your friends.

Well, that's kind of you, Mitch, but,
well, I'm well -heeled now.

Just thought I'd ask.

Yeah.

Jerry?

Hello, mate.

It's Cecil Bowman here.

Yeah.

Yeah, Tasmania.

Listen, Jerry, I want to place a bet.

Yeah, just out, 2 .30, Cheltenham.

Just out?

Don't touch that, Cecil.

Yeah, can you get Six Grand on for me,
mate?

Jerry, are you all right?

Why are you getting brutal like that,
Cecil?

Well, you know me, Mitch.

Surely he's not mugging up to go in with
them.

Not after being banged up for five
years.

He might have needed the money.

He doesn't.

That I do know.

Yeah?

I'm not talking about pounds, either.

Sparkhill money.

That was recovered.

But I'd very much like to know where
this loss come from.

And I'd very much like to know why
you're buying us drinks.

Simple.

You're looking after Cecil for his mum,
right?

Well, keep an eye on him for me as well.

Fair enough, Archie.

Will do.

Thanks, mate.

Love you and leave you.

Right, off you go.

Penknife. Biro.

Er, paperclip.

Postcard.

Erm... Was there a felt -tip pen?

Right, felt -tip pen.

Er... Stan!

Save a game, please, mate. No, when
you're ready.

Ken, Rocky's had a sudden burst of
keenness.

Well, that's good. I just could do with
a lift.

No, he wants to work for us full -time,
not just the odd day's surveillance here

and there. Of course.

Shall I ask him to track Mitch and
Kellaway for a few days?

Yeah, all right, as long as he's more
careful than he was last time.

What's all this about?

Oh, I wish I knew.

The one with the G &T sign and
Dangerflower. He's up to no good at the

Dangerflower. And Harry won't tell?

Oh, it's a secret.

Stay!

Cancel the drinks, mate.

Put them on Harry's bill.

Well,

I thought at least it would be something
disgusting.

What, knowing Harry?

Yes. Must be very disappointing to you
both.

What kind of disgusting, Margaret?

I hadn't really got that far, Harry.

Oh, I see.

Really sorry.

We were just interested.

I think the least you can do is keep
what you've seen to yourselves.

What was so important? Why all these
screens?

Tufalkan.

Drafts and vandals.

A lot of people have put a lot of time
and effort into that.

One touch and Van goes 25 ,000 of them.

25 ,000 dominoes? Well, there will be
come Sunday.

One for every beleaguered husband in the
United Kingdom.

According to Simon.

I think you'll find this is a
particularly spacious model, sir. Yeah.

Well, I don't really need to carry loads
of 2 ,000 kilograms, do I?

I mean, what does me mother weigh?

Eight stone.

Well, does sir have dogs?

No.

I'm a cat person myself.

Now, this is the same as the other,
without the squared off bit at the end,

right? Yes, sir.

Except the price, I notice.

Sir either wants the car or, sir,
doesn't.

Look, don't come the old acid with me,
sunshine.

It's plenty more like you in town.

Blimey, Ken, how do you find me?

Mum told you, I bet you never could keep
a secret.

What are you doing?

I'm buying a car, Ken. What's it look
like?

Cecil, don't do it. Don't do it. Perhaps
you'd like to have a cup of coffee,

sir, in the waiting area. Take your hand
off me.

Please, Cecil, please.

Leave off, Ken.

It's my money. I'll do what I like with
it.

Um... Do you count for cash?

Oh, well, uh... I'll have a grey one of
these.

How about you, Ken? Do you want one?
I'll worry you. No.

No, I don't. Well, suit yourself. I want
to know where you got all this money

from. You're worrying your mum to death.

I mean, all this jewellery, putting
money on horses, all this.

Let's go talk numbers, my friend.

Sir?

Homecoming party, my heart.

Gathering of the clans, more like.

You know them?

Morgan Brothers.

They launder antiques.

Ship them off to the state.

Well, Harry didn't say anything about a
party.

I do hope we're not in for excessive
vibrations.

There you go, mate. How's all that, Dad?

How is Taylor?

Don't worry about him.

Who is he? That's Kenny.

He's my buddy, Garth.

Oh, stay.

Why?

Oh, good afternoon, Mrs. Bowman.
Everything to your liking? No, it isn't.

Oh, really? Well, exactly how can it be
different?

My guest list.

None of these people are on my guest
list.

Mrs.

Bowman, lovely to see you again. I would
never have invited the Morgan brothers

to a party of mine. Nor George Williams,
nor that Stuart Malone. They are

rubbish. Time was rather against us,
Mrs. Bowman. Top of my list.

It was Father Titmarsh, wasn't he?

Ah, he had a prior date with a coffee.

Someone else's, not his own.

What about the Patels, then?

The Imanges?

Aren't they here?

Turn the music up.

Oh, that's nice the way it is.

People want to dance.

Yeah, but they also want to talk.

True. But others don't want to listen.

Where's Mr Crawford? Where is he?

Mr Crawford.

Oh, can I have a word, please, Mr
Crawford? Oh, it was Harry yesterday,

Yes, but now I'm complaining.

I was promised zero vibrations.

Well, you only talked about juggernauts.
You said nothing about vibrations.

Ken! Ken! Hello, love. What is it?

There's some real bad boys here tonight,
Ken.

This real rubbish here.

Stick to him for me, won't you?

He's into something, I'm sure he is.
Elspeth, it's not that easy.

Don't matter what it costs.

Just don't let him out of your summit.

Archie? Archie?

Hey, funny thing.

You won't believe it. I think I might,
pal.

Really?

You're skint.

Yeah.

Still on the murk?

Well, I wish I could.

Murk's on the drip.

The GGs have all got three legs, and
people from the past are all scrounging

tubs off me.

That part -time work you were offering.

Still on, is he?

Welcome back.

Okay.

Where to now, I wonder?

As long as it isn't bingo, I don't care.

Off you go.

Penknife. Biro.

Paperclip.

Postcard.

Felt -tip pen.

One of those.

Hole puncher.

Safety pin.

Oh, fate.

He can't get up to anything in there,
surely?

Well, I don't know, do I?

This is Archie, from Teen Shadows.

Maybe, but while we're working for his
money, he can't get up to anything too

much, can he?

You don't think he'll give us the slip
we really wanted to hear?

No. Give Jo a ring. Ask Waffle to bring
her out. She'd love this.

Yeah. Why not?

isn't a celebratory drink out in the
foyer.

Oh, indeed, Simon, yes.

What are we drinking to?

We've finished.

What do you mean, they're all up?

All 25 ,000 of them? Well, all but a
few. We leave a blank space every six

Oh, Simon, that's wonderful.

Congratulations. And what's more, the
drinks are on me.

On your own?

Fancy meeting you here, as they say.

Yeah. Anyone would think you were
following me.

Yeah, they would.

Aren't you getting bored yet?

Bingo, cinema.

Bingo, cinema.

Ah, my partner, Margaret Daly. Hello,
Margaret. The daughter of Joe. Nice to

meet you.

Rocky.

Hello, Rocky.

Rocky, say hello.

What's wrong, Rocky?

It's a little glitch.

Oh, my God, no.

I can't help it, Margaret.

Where is she? I want to see this
paragon.

She was standing over there with them
lads. She's got big hair.

There. Oh, my God. Sit here.

I don't even see her.

Mind you, I don't think I met her.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last
call for the guidance door of Stanfield

Manor at its beautiful trestle.

If you'd like to take your place on the
main steps, Liz Barfield will do the

honors.

Wake your feet and don't touch.

There are two state rooms at Stanfield.

There's always someone late.

Do hurry up.

Wipe your feet and don't touch.

Mothers, look to your children. No
sitting or sliding.

Right. There are two state rooms at
Stanfield connected by the green drawing

room. Come along.

Do keep up, please.

As you can see, this room is hung with
tapestries.

And over here, on this easel, there is a
very fine portrait of Lady Henrietta

Monk.

The fronted glass cabinets over there
contain many fine examples of Georgian

silver.

The inkwell that dominates the cedarwood
cabinet over there was

used by Sir Henry Stanfield to sign the
Declaration of Intent

regarding the Hull Star Trading Company,
who claimed the rights for the silver

mines in Alaska.

I couldn't take a coconut candy.

If it was yours, you wouldn't fare as
well.

All right, come.

Evening, Mr. Dangerflower.

What are you up to?

I'm on guard, Mr. Boone. Oh?

Rocky, a young chap from Texas Rangers
delivered a parcel earlier for you.

Ah, that'll be wine with me fauties.

You will both be at the Grand Topple
tomorrow morning, I hope?

Thanks for the invite, Simon.

We wouldn't miss it for the world.

Any coffee?

No, I'm afraid not. We've been to
Stanfield Hall. Fate.

Where's the afternoon now? Margaret's
taking Joe home.

How was Cecil? Good as gold. I believe
him. He's got no intention of wanting to

go back into Nick.

Tell you something else. We actually saw
Anna McLeish.

Nasty moment.

I think it's a wig, Michelle.

Some of these are really good. I'm
really pleased with them.

How's the mice?

Dead. A couple of little buggers don't
rise up again to haunt us.

Shh, shh, shh.

Crystal, we'll have three coffees,
please, love, any of a moment.

Thank you.

Rocky, this is Stanfield Hall, isn't it?

Yeah, good eye.

Why didn't you tell us, you silly
pillock?

Say, say, tell you what? Well, wouldn't
you know anything? This is the photos

of... Harry, look at that.

Hey, that's Mitchell and Calloway,
barman's oppos, isn't it? I've done

done them, Kay. Look, this is Stanfield
Hall, isn't it?

Now, who did we see at Danfield Hall?

Anna MacLeish.

Cecil Bunman! You're back!

Harry, if you were about to break into a
stately home, when would you do it?

I wouldn't, Ken, I wouldn't.

Unobtainable. Now, if you choose a place
that would have had 100 people

trampling all over it all day, I mean,
someone with the police wouldn't know

where to start looking.

Margaret, this is Ken. I think I've got
a link between Cecil, Mitchell and

Kelleway. The common factor is Stanfield
Hall.

Phone me soon if you can.

Hey, where are you off to?

I'm going to make sure Cecil doesn't get
himself another five years if I'm not

too late.

Archie, you were quick.

What are you doing here?

What are you?

I'm the policeman, Ken. I get to ask the
questions.

You trying to save Cecil from himself?

Yeah.

Duff sod.

My governor's up there.

He'd have you for withholding info quick
as a flash.

Withhold? Anybody just found out about
it?

And your first thought wasn't to phone
your friendly Nick, eh?

No, but I told Margaret to tell you.

Right.

Miss, four items.

Take next.

George and Crick, £350.

Yes, sir.

Immediately below, silver ladles pair
off 300.

And who have you come to save?

Cecil from himself or Ken from my
governor?

Pardon? He's got the ump.

He thinks we knew all about this and
held back on him. Archie, I've been

to reach you. I was out. Now you know
where.

Well, who did tell you what was going
on? We're acting on information you see,

mate. It is another way of saying shut
up.

Yes, sir.

Right, sir.

Now keep quiet, you two, and stay close.

Back the way we came.

Missed three items.

Take next.

Silver basket, 1 ,200.

There it is.

Oops.

Hello, boy. How's it going?

That's all.

You've done a grand job, mate.

Really, yeah.

Oh, thank you. I'll do one more room
after this, the Warwick room.

Help us finish up here.

Sure. You want that part of the list, or
can you... Oh, do me a favour.

Nice to see you again, Lady Henrietta.

OK. Miss Three Items, take silver nutmeg
rate of 450.

There it is.

Come on, sunshine!

Come on, sunshine!

Come on!

Right, right, right. Behind you.

Get off!

Get off!

Get off! Nice one, Archie. Make it
stick.

Turn it into a breakaway.

Come on, you two. You don't want to get
mixed up in this sort of thing.

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you. Thank
you.

Just a few words before we start.

The idea of SBH wasn't mine alone.

I mean, it was more my wife than mine,
really.

And I've got the scars to prove it.

No, Geoffrey Bell has played a
considerable part in this, and I'd like

this opportunity...

to thank him for his loyalty and hard
work.

OK? Yeah, right. Go on.

Barrow, paperclip, postcard, snowstorm,
ruler, business card, Margaret Daly,

felt -tip pen, key, watch, cassette
tape, battery, elastic band, tuber glue,

screwdriver, domino, eraser, safety pin,
comb, 2PP...

Key, spoon, knife, pencil, stapler, hole
puncher, drawing pen, sellotape,

scissors, bulldog clip, hip -hip, ball
-bearing puddle,

rocking horse, cup, drinking straw, beer
mat, penknife, and... Boom!

Well done!

Gentlemen,

and ladies...

If we could exercise extreme caution on
the dance floor. We don't want any

accidents, do we?

Damn thing going off before time.

So, if you take your shoes off in the
foyer, where Geoffrey Bell

will look after them.

Thank you.

Right, well, what more is there to say?

Let's...

Let's start, shall we?

Yeah, that's what they wanted me, Ken.

I did a guided tour of Stanfield Hall,
came away with a complete list.

Then I took Mitch through an antique
sample.

Right, that's it. That's right, if you
all...

Fine, thank you.

Now, very, very carefully, on tippy
-toes, everyone.

And Harry?

So where did you get your money from? I
mean, I didn't know there was a fortune

to be made, in the nick.

Well, there were for me, love.

I won a premium bond.

You jammy sod.

And now you've spent it all?

Well, except for the hundred thou I put
into unit trusts.

Wow.

Why were you so bent on trying to break
Mitchell and Calloway?

They said they'd look after me mar for
me while I was inside.

Yes, and not so much as a postcard,
even.

Still, now it's all over, time to start
building up the business.

Cecil and me going into partnership.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mr Harry
Crawford, proprietor of the Plaza Suite.

Harry, I wonder if you'd do the honours.

Start the topple for us.

Probably do like it, John.

Right. Well, what is there to say?

Geoffrey, lights, please.

Go to it.