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Crane has reluctantly agreed to help Franklin with a scam in return for

Douglas Motors alone.

Crane and Victoria are heading for a personal crisis, but Gavin has returned

Penny and the family.

Joe.

Joe, answer the phone. I know you're still in bed. Come on, pick it up.

It's the white thing on the table.

Not today. Thank you, Stephen.

Joe.

Joe!

Maybe she's out.

Taxi's downstairs.

I'm hungry.

Workies, Jo.

Clevers.

I hate clevers.

You don't have to go to work, you know.

Don't tempt me.

I've got a serious proposition to make to you.

And no is not the right answer.

My grandfather would have had you flogged, Mr. Walton. Times change, of

I shall do it myself unless you start fulfilling your contract. Good morning.

Peasant.

Your animals?

Apprentices. Protected species these days.

How are things otherwise?

Sales up.

Exports up.

Bills paid.

Your grandfather would not have approved.

Marcus, I just saw Stephen disappearing into the morning.

Speciality of his. He's working for Franklin today to keep the old bastard

our back. Bloody man.

He won't let Stephen go.

The probe, Stephen.

You are perhaps familiar with its mulch of gothic rumour and half -truth.

It's good, isn't it?

In the past, the probe has badly damaged many innocent people.

And paid a fortune in damages.

I've discovered that the probe are preparing a special edition on my

Perhaps for this week's issue.

Find out what they have.

Why? Why? I agreed to leave Douglas Motors alone if you would help me with

probe. You're still happy with the situation?

Yeah, that's why I'm here.

I just want to know what you're afraid of.

Do you?

Look, if you've got a clean conscience, then I'm wasting my time and anything

else it takes.

If you haven't, then you ought to tell me what it is so I know what I'm looking

for. Don't be difficult, Stephen.

It doesn't suit you.

Is that all you want me to do, just that?

Just that.

There's a great deal at stake.

Don't you have weevils to do that sort of thing for you?

Of course, but not like you.

Oh? Yes.

Devious, lucky, expendable.

And to Pavel, deniable.

Bad for your reading. Makes you think.

You're a bugger.

Chekhov. All life is here.

But Chekhov's dead.

What drags you here?

The case of Franklin versus the probe.

Oh, God.

The man's obsessed.

I tell you, it's been hellish here.

Folk coming and going at all hours of the day and night. Golly.

And I've even had journalists for that bloody magazine crawling round here,

waving bundles of cash under my nose.

What, they wanted your views on the economy?

They wanted some dirt.

But I think they would have settled for filth.

I tell you, I was sorely tempted.

What stopped you?

I couldn't think of anything at the time.

But you take my point.

No. No?

Oh, Mr Crane, a message from Joe. Could you call round tonight, if I didn't?

Last thing, sir. Warner.

Chris Warner.

Ah, yes, yes.

Presumably you wish to call off the investigation of Mr. Crane?

No. I wish to see Warner's report by the end of the week.

Curiosity.

Come on, Crane, come on.

It's raining, Joe.

I don't care how much it costs.

Yes.

Oh, yes, immediately.

Mr. Franklin.

Well, they're publishing it on Friday.

I want my directorate here within the hour.

And Stephen Cain, wherever he is.

It's my birthday this week.

I'm having a party. I wanted you to come.

Thanks. You can eat my sister and Tony.

Urgent.

The message said urgent.

You know you said I could talk to you any time, yes?

You know, just talk.

Yeah.

I wanted your advice.

The unbiased view.

My unbiased view is don't listen to anything I say.

Piers wants me to move in with him.

As an engagement.

Before getting married.

What did you say?

I said I'd think about it.

Jo?

It's a great idea.

Yeah? Yeah, you never could stand this flat.

My tip is junk all the print and the furniture before you get anyone around

see it No, but seriously, I hope you'll be very happy

Yeah, yeah Where are you going

champagne I'm in the fridge

What was he doing here?

Filling in time before he died, like the rest of us.

Was I missed at work?

I said you were with your father, to do with his company.

Right now I can't imagine anything more tedious than his company.

And by the way, the answer's yes.

Good. Good.

What was the question again?

I've had enough of this flat.

Let's move into yours and start a new life.

Well, that's very flattering.

Why not redecorate and save yourself the bother?

I'm sorry.

Did he upset you?

What happened?

I'm not sure.

I thought you were expecting your sister.

I'm telling you, he's very reliable.

She always fails to turn up. A bit like life, really.

Shut up, please.

Stephen, what's the matter?

Nothing.

So what are you going to do about the probe?

Nothing. Eh?

Nothing.

The opposite of something.

Wait a minute. I mean, Franklin will explode.

He'll want to start changing the factory again, then they'll all be back out on

strike. He can't check up on what I've done, so I'm not going to do it.

What's bothering you, Stephen?

No way.

Tell your Uncle Marcus.

Listen, there'll be a couple of funny stories. He'll pretend to hate the

publicity, then we can all get on with our lives. Not even. This whole thing

will blow over in a week, if it hasn't already.

Right, that's enough of you.

I'm off to some decent conversation.

A bit early, isn't it?

I'll be able to come home sooner.

Will you give Stephen all those messages from Franklin, or shall I?

I will.

God. What's wrong with you lot?

Huge Japanese motor corporation revives traditional old British sports car mark

in giant new Midlands factory built with government aid. Shock, horror.

Which mark?

The old De Villiers roadster.

Stop making them the 60s. They were the recent boom in old cars.

Luxury leopards at a discount.

There's a picture.

When? Soon.

The deal's been signed.

Deunionised production lines subsidised by the British government.

For the greater good of the next election. They won't just hit our

they'll flatten it.

We need to find out exactly what this means.

Marcus, you had better look into it. Yeah, give me a couple of days.

How do we compete, Stephen?

I don't suppose we can.

Our village can't afford to lose 200 jobs.

No.

Still look on the bright side.

At least you can tell Franklin to piss off now.

Not just yet.

We need to talk.

This is not a good time, Tom. You heard the news. I've come about the probe.

The information I wanted has come from another source.

Okay, so what brings you here?

The game has changed.

Now I know what they're publishing this week. I want you to help me, Scott.

It's very important.

Well, I'll just give them a call then, shall I?

I think you still owe me.

You wanted to find out what they were doing.

Now you have. That lets me off the hook.

But not me.

Sorry?

In 1945, I was involved in a gang in Berlin. There were many such orphans of

war.

Difficult times, Stephen.

No food, no shelter. Yeah, I read the books.

Of course, Stephen.

Survival.

Someone kept a packet of nylons to himself.

I shot him. I was 13.

One of our gang members has been uncovered.

The story will appear this week.

Don't think current morality will find this acceptable.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Look, I'm sorry for you, Tom. I really am, but...

I can't stop them publishing.

You brought down Jimmy Blake. It's the same principle.

No, it's not.

I had him at my throat and I had inside help. There's nothing I can do about

this.

I could close this place tomorrow.

It's going to close tomorrow anyway. Don't you read the papers?

Goodbye, Mr. Franklin.

France Frontier.

What?

I know.

About your insider trading with my daughter, Joanna, at Transfrontier, the

attorney publisher.

So, we all go down together.

No.

There's no proof.

You don't need any proof.

It's true.

But, Stephen, it just never goes away.

He'll be out in a minute.

I can hardly wait.

Willie.

My life is a mess.

Talk to me, my son.

One.

I am really in love with Joe.

I thought you were with Victoria.

So did I.

I had a revelation.

Does Joe know?

Joe's marrying Piers.

Does Victoria know? Number two.

Unlucky.

Three, this place is about to get swamped.

Well, that could be an improvement.

Four, Franklin wants me to stuff the probe.

You're telling lies about him? No, the truth for once.

And five, I can't do it.

My son.

Your life is an absolute bloody disaster.

Oh, no.

Yeah, OK, fine.

Yeah.

Don't mention it.

All right, yeah.

Head up, yeah.

Colin.

Gavin.

I'm impressed.

So how's it all going?

Miraculous, considering the management.

You?

Yeah, okay.

I've got something for Sonia.

If you have an address.

Yeah, sure, I'll get it to you.

I didn't have time to get a... I wanted to say I behaved...

It was probably hard for her to understand.

And I wanted to do it if she could.

Right, well then, stand by.

Okay, I'll remember.

In the end, it was hard to leave.

Yeah, I know.

See, I'm quite looking forward to reading it.

Well, you, I can't say that his life seems all that naughty to me.

I mean, there's no time.

He's always on the bloody telephone ordering some bugger around.

Maybe he hasn't paid his telephone bill.

That's all I can think of.

Willie, do you trust me?

Don't be ridiculous.

Of course I do. That's good.

That's good.

Not it.

We've had an idea.

It's amoral, devious, underhand, and best of all, you'll hate it.

Oh, God, it's a scam, isn't it?

You should have been here last night, Jane.

The laughs we had.

Yeah, well, you think of something better, then. See you. Stevie, man,

It's at your risk.

It's a nonsense.

It's a gamble.

For you, it's a gamble. For us, it's a risk. There must be another way. This is

all new to you, isn't it?

I mean, usually, you just write a check and watch some poor turkey take all the

risks for you.

Yeah, well, this time it has to be you on the front line if we're going to pull

it off. That's the beauty of it. That's a matter of opinion.

Look, I've got real problems here.

So you just find yourself a nice, respectable, willing woman friend, and

see you tonight.

So what actual plans has the management got for safeguarding the workers' jobs?

The management has plans to safeguard the management's jobs as well. We're all

in this together, remember?

Boss!

Here, pen.

About this Japanese inflation, we've been talking, right, and we thought that

maybe we ought to make those changes. Oh, Frankie was saying, you know,

become more competitive, that sort of thing. May never happen.

No?

Lunchbox, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?

No, of course.

What's your real name?

Orlando.

My mum was Portuguese.

Orlando?

Yeah. Fancy a beer?

Are we celebrating?

You care.

I'm drowning my sorrows.

I went to London today.

Horrible place.

I went for an interview.

I got the job.

Oh, Todd.

Oh, that's wonderful. Congratulations.

What is it?

I'm going to protect the planet.

Coordinator, Earth Science Investigation Unit.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Well, well.

Is that why Stephen's had such a long face recently?

I doubt it.

You won't have to move down to London, will you?

No. Oh, good.

I'm going to move to America.

It's based in Washington.

And you don't love him. I didn't say that.

Yes, you did. You just didn't use those words. I'm very fond of peers.

Well, he's fond of scones and doggies, Jo.

Don't waste your time.

You seem to enjoy it.

Yeah, more than I enjoy listening to you whinging on. Well, you've never wanted

for anything in your entire life. Except a sister with a brain.

You see, that's the whole point.

Dad always gave us everything we wanted, right? Even if we didn't want it. I

know. I was there.

So now I'm not allowed to have problems or what?

Don't be so unselfish. Keep them to yourself.

Listen, I passed the exams, I got the jobs, everything was easy, and it still

is. The only thing that ever needed any personality, any effort, any me, was

love. Well, get off your fat bum and do something about it.

I did.

I told him about Piers.

He was pleased for me. He went out to buy some bloody champagne, bastard.

Forget about him, then. I can't.

Oh, shit.

Are they both... Aren't you a party tomorrow night?

Piers is in New York, thank God.

I know. What?

Why don't you tell them all to get stuffed?

Stephen, Piers, Dad.

Especially Dad.

Antonia. What a pleasure to have you back.

We'll talk.

But will we communicate?

Girls. Have a favour to ask of one of you.

See you later.

Joanna.

It's very important.

Hello. Remember me?

I've had a thought.

an ailment psychiatrist.

Mum needs to go too.

Joanna, Joanna.

No, Dad, please. I'm worried about you. You shouldn't be out.

Joanna, you must please help.

It's good to go in me. What about me?

You're a father. You're meant to protect your daughters, not exploit them. I'm

sorry. I know it's unpleasant for you. Oh, you do, do you? Joanna, this is more

important than anything I've ever asked you to do. Do you understand?

What if they recognise me?

Mr. Stebbings, this is Karen Ross, our editor.

Nice to meet you.

I'm going to be late.

Let me have time.

How are you?

Interesting story, Mr. Stebbings.

It's all a bit indiscreet, isn't it?

Likes the excitement.

The danger, I suppose.

I'm no psychiatrist.

No.

Tell me, why are you doing this?

Oh, I'm no doing this at all until you've paid me.

This is my job we're talking about.

Look, you can see for yourself tonight.

If you're not interested, just say so.

I can go somewhere else.

Stephen.

It's time for that talk.

I thought I'd get to you in between phone calls.

Look, I don't really know...

How to say this?

Quickly, I'm expecting a call.

It's a joke.

I've got a job in America.

It's a great chance for me.

Brilliant.

It's for you.

The maggots doing their homework.

Poor lambs. All those years of maths just to add up your own in a pub.

How was your early start?

Get much done?

I didn't start that early in the end.

I went to see Colin Morris.

I gave him a note for his sister.

Just to say sorry.

I liked it, really.

Sort of laid it all to rest.

I'm glad you told me.

I phone work.

Kevin. Yeah?

Let's go to bed.

Not yet, but you're one to die.

How do we know if the probe is here yet? Oh, we don't.

I never thought you could make the transfrontier disaster seem amusingly

fiasco positively attractive.

I'm sorry, Jo. And I'm even getting nostalgic about the pudding on my

didn't know your dad was going to use you.

You had the better idea?

You blew it.

Why? I was afraid that slut would hurt her.

Picking up a prostitute's one thing, but brawling with them in public is

another.

It just doesn't look right.

It's not exactly Dad's style.

So? So if they don't print the hoax, then we can't use an injunction to stop

them printing what's true.

Stupid idea. I knew that from the start.

It was just bad luck, sir. What do you know?

Did you have to use Joe? Oi!

Yeah, well, it all depends now on how greedy and unscrupulous the probe is.

Then all is not yet lost.

It was so simple.

Willie did the hard bit.

All you had to do was open a bloody door.

Have you still got the injunction?

Of course.

The first edition comes off the press at five o 'clock.

We shall go there anyway.

Did anyone even see any photographers?

What's the matter, Penn?

Couldn't sleep.

Waiting for Stephen to come back.

You should start flogging antiques. There's a lot left, Jessica.

I do flog antiques, Gavin.

That's the problem.

And? It's not that easy, Gavin.

I can't just keep telling myself that nothing happened.

Every time you go out of the front door, I find myself wondering if you're going

to come back or not.

You just seem to pick up where you left off.

Football with the boys, drinks with lunchbox, breakfast with Penny, in that

order.

Penny, please.

When you first went, I used to burrow into work.

A little safe box of leaves.

Now... It isn't like that anymore.

Penny... When I came back, I asked for a chance to start again.

And you said yes, which you didn't have to.

I think it's difficult for both of us.

Which is obviously my fault.

If you'd changed your mind, I'd understand.

No.

I haven't changed my mind.

Bad as it could possibly be.

You kind of want to take the risk.

We should call a press conference for tomorrow morning.

What's the story, Willie? Why?

Oh, that is great.

It's called The Bed.

There's this rich banker, right?

Now, he bets a poor man, a fortune, that he can't stand being alone for 20 years

in the banker's cottage.

Oh, very well.

We'll set off now, in case they publish early.

Why?

OK, see you then. Well, they both get pissed at a party. You know how it is.

It's a bet.

Yeah, and?

Well, the poor man wins the bet.

But when he gets out, the banker's gone broke.

See you, Clark. Time to go.

Find me with the good news.

All right.

Don't film yourself.

You called?

I'm sorry about what happened.

Did you use Victoria like this?

Victoria's had enough.

Victoria's going to America.

Good. I hope she's taking you with her.

No, but I am going away.

Where? Anywhere.

Your usual thoughtless planning. Why?

Because I've made a complete mess of everything here.

Yep. And because I don't think I could bear to be in the same country as Mr and

Mrs Garfield Ward.

There, that's the buyer's view.

Of all the shifty scams you've pulled, I think that is probably the cheapest.

Excuse me?

Your girlfriend leaves you, ten minutes later you're pawing at my door and I'm

supposed to be flattered.

You're supposed to be intelligent.

Can't you see that I never wanted you to finish in the first place? I always

wanted you back.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah?

Yes.

Well, why didn't you say so before it was too late, you dickhead?

I hate macho men.

The probe. I bought a very expensive picture of Mr. Franklin picking up his

daughter after an evening at the theater.

That's marvelous. Did you stop the whole edition?

Nothing went out. You should have seen their faces. I tell you, Cray is a

genius. So it's all over by the lawyers. The dust and smoke will take months to

settle. A blunder like that undermines all their credibility. It was beautiful.

Such a man ought not to be allowed to work for himself. But how do we tempt

He seems very reluctant to work for me.

Joe. You remembered my name.

Joe, happy birthday.

Stephen.

I'm not sure I'm ready for this.

Not again.

Not just yet.

Joe, this... This wasn't planned, you know.

No, Stephen, it wasn't planned.

I won't give up.

Don't forget my present tonight. Where are you going?

See Daddy.

This is a bit where the grateful Mr. Franklin agrees to support Douglas

against all that nasty competition from Japan.

Good luck.

Stephen, be careful.

Daddy collects people as well as companies.

I know.

And he never gives up.

Neither will I.

Promise.

What, Pat?

Lex.

Maybe you ought to go away.

You haven't had a holiday in ages.

No, it's not a good time.

Can't get away from that Zachary, can you?

It's like being married, me and that dump.

We have our ups and downs, but we can't live without each other.

Well, she's got Stephen now, Dad.

Hmm.

A younger man.

No, it's just a bit of a fling, isn't it?

Maybe I should take a holiday.

Well, there's nothing you can do now.

Even to Stephen and Jenny.

Yes,

you're right, of course. I don't suppose the Japanese are going to like

Birmingham any more than anyone else does.

Stephen, Stephen, I am not a charity.

If Thomas Mulder faces competition, we adapt.

If we don't adapt well enough, we die. It's simple.

You owe me.

Do I?

I don't have no agreement.

I sign no blank check.

What's it matter to you?

You've got more money than you know what to do with. Then why don't you come and

work for me?

Yeah, why don't I? I could make you rich.

That's what you want, isn't it?

We were talking about Douglas Motors.

Well, we could always turn it into a museum or a theme park.

I'm sure we'd get a grant for that. Is that supposed to be funny? Hardly.

Look at this country today.

Shipyards have become arenas.

Factories are shopping centres.

Entrepreneurs are men who uncover more greenbelt to build out -of -town

hypermarkets to sell foreign goods to British credit cards.

Yeah, well, that's all very interesting.

I see here that there's no mention of Transfrontier.

Well, I'm not with you.

Let me put it another way.

The probe heard nothing about me, Joe, or Transfrontier, did they?

I can't decide what they publish.

I see.

See you tonight.

David, got any bright ideas about these jets?

Ideas, yes. Bright, no.

All we want to do is build motor cars. Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

No. Well, one minute we're taking on apprentices, next minute it's all down a

doll. Exciting life, isn't it?

No.

Right, emergency meeting.

Agenda, Japanese threat.

Here we go, what we've been through. We've been stuffed by a fire.

Conned by Yamauchi.

buggered by customs, bored by bank managers, attacked by Franklin and

by Blake.

We're still here.

But this is worse, isn't it?

Yeah, this is worse.

We need help.

So? So, one, we don't give up.

Two, we get everything here as tight as possible and invest massively in the

future. Yeah, yeah.

Who's going to invest massively in the future now?

Franklin is.

Only he doesn't know it yet.

It's not very tempting, though, is it? No, but I feel lucky.

You have an idea?

Willie did.

It's called a bet.

Only it's not a proper bet, see?

Because only Franklin's got anything to lose.

Oh, Steve and Steve may have been naughty.

Warner.

Warner, I read your report.

You sure of it?

And the police?

They're still after him, yeah.

I see.

Excellent.

Thank you, Warner.

Okay, sir.

And thank you, Steve.

Everything comes to he who waits.

Billy, come on.

You don't want to belay.

I was just coming to find you.

It's all a bit sudden.

Sorry. That's okay.

Whatever happened to us, Stephen?

I don't know.

I thought we were quite a match.

There it is.

One minute it's...

And the next it all just drains away.

Like a bath.

No Crane's Law, rule number one.

Don't have those anymore.

Well, one of those summer romantics will need to work.

Perhaps.

I'm curious.

Will you go back to Jo?

I don't think she'll love me.

How does she ever fool for me?

Bye, fool.

I'll be back for Christmas.

Will you still be here?

I don't know.

Goodbye, Stephen.

Goodbye,

Victoria.

Gavin, I'm sorry I went this morning.

I didn't really mean it.

I just get upset.

It's fine, it's fine.

I said I was sorry.

No, it's not that.

Bad day at work?

Last day at work.

Oh, Gavin.

Nicholas doesn't need another apprentice.

I'm a touch too old anyway.

No money and no experience to be anything else there.

See, the shop's doing well, but not that well.

It was just a favour.

Funny, whenever you're beginning to enjoy yourself, off goes the alarm and

have to wake up.

Just a minute. I'm late, Willie.

Oh, but Stevie.

Clean it, you motherfucker. Not now, Willie. Not now.

Well, never mind.

And the thing people don't always realize about prison camps,

they're full of victims.

Answer by this.

There's nothing in between.

How fascinating.

I'm sorry, Jo.

What? Trust me.

That's enough, thank you. And in the world also, there's nothing in between.

A prison camp, therefore, is the best education a boy can have.

Bollocks. You did great, Stephen.

Couldn't help noticing you were getting a bit boring there, Tom.

Yeah, yeah, Stephen.

I mean, look at it from our point of view, right? Here you are, enormously

enormously fat, droning on and on about what it's like to be poor.

Very dull.

Stephen, for God's sake.

Just thought it was worth mentioning.

Pass the wine, someone.

You were happy at that antiques place, weren't you?

Would Nicholas consider you as a kind of partner?

What do you mean?

Everyone has their price.

Not everyone can pay it.

Look, we do have money, Gavin, if you want it.

I could sell enough shares to get you back.

I would never ever ask you to do that.

No, I know.

That time you pulled out of Douglas Motors anyway.

Looks like the whole place is going under.

You know, Stephen, I think we're very similar.

You think you can buy everything and everybody.

That's all you understand. I'm not like that.

I mean, you are your money. Put you in a situation that you couldn't spend your

way out of and you'd be dead.

I made my money.

Me.

I've lived weeks without money, days without food.

You wouldn't last a day now without your air -conditioned secretaries and your

chauffeur -driven drinks cabinet.

Underneath, I am a survivor. Now you, I wonder.

Oh, come on, Tom. That was then.

I bet you couldn't go a single day without needing to spend money. I could.

You see, that's the difference between us.

What do you bet, Crane?

You want to bet with me?

You bet I cannot last 24 hours without spending money. Now I want to know what

you bet.

I'll bet anything you want.

Everything I have.

And if I lose?

Then you pay.

I pay what?

You agree to support Douglas Motors financially.

Whatever it takes, whatever it costs.

Forever and ever, amen.

I see.

Insurance for your little company.

Leave that to chance.

What else is there?

I hear bad losers, Stephen. Despite all the practice I've had lately.

Forget it.

No, forget it, Tom. No one's going to mind if you back down now.

That's right, Dad, forget it. Stephen's drunk. No, no, Stephen, Stephen, please.

Considering your part in the game, you're used to going without money, so

your part of the bet, I think you should do something more... Appropriate.

Anything.

Yes, of course.

What else is there? You believe in chance. You shall live by it. Yes,

You'll see what it is to depend on chance to decide everything by its

The coin, the dice.

Chaos!

All right.

And if I lose?

Well, I don't want your money, Stephen.

Now what else can you give me?

I don't believe you.

Joe, I'm sorry I had to do this. Why here? Why now? I had to get him in

I feel such a fool. I believed you. I thought you'd changed. I have.

Only yesterday I was involved with another one of your bloody scams. Now

wreck my birthday for another one and you tell me you've changed. Last one.

Yeah? I love you, Joe.

What are you doing, Stephen?

What are you really up to?

I'm burning out Douglas Motors and I'm getting out at the same time. Getting

of what? Getting out from underneath.

Everything. No, you're not. You're getting in deeper and you just don't

You're a moth, Crane. No.

He's not normal.

He's so possessive. He will have you.

He will have your bloody soul, Crane.

So what have I got to lose?

Steve.

I know what I want from you, Steve.

Tell me.

If you lose, I offer you a choice.

Fair. If you lose, you work for me.

Whatever I want, as long as I wish. Amen.

Don't think I like that one. What's the choice?

You walk into a police station, explain who you are, and tell them all about

your interesting past.

Do you prefer that one, Mr. Love?

A new life for Douglas Motors against a new life for you.

Well, no one will mind if you back down now, Stephen.

You have a bath.

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