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Thank you.

Trudy, what is all this?

Ta -da!

Happy birthday.

Oh, is it my birthday?

You know it is.

You'd rather forget it's my age.

No, you wouldn't.

And if I didn't remember, you'd sulk all day.

Quite right.

Daughters know too much about their fathers.

Oh!

Oh, hey.

Oh, yes.

No. Just a taste.

Harry, I've just had my breakfast at nine o 'clock in the morning.

Ken, there was a time not so very long ago when wine was part of the breakfast

ritual. Oh, really? Oh, really, yes.

Well, my breakfast ritual is a slice of toast, bacon and eggs, mug of tea, not

too hot. That's me.

Once you're lost, Ken.

I'll survive, mate. I'll survive.

Bone. Pardon?

Bone.

Jean -Claude Boisset.

Yeah, you knew that was there, didn't you?

Wine's more than just a drink, you know, Ken.

I mean, the greatest writers of the ancient world were inspired by wine.

And what was it Shakespeare said?

I don't care what Shakespeare said.

A marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes the blood air one can say,

this?

Harry, what's the matter with you?

What's this?

Dad?

They're going to repossess the house.

Would you say this city is end of sense of culture? What?

The answer to that is no.

It's a cultural wasteland.

How much of that stuff have you made?

Come to me suddenly.

The way to put Birmingham on the cultural map.

With the coaching in the centre of that triumph.

The wine festival.

Stands from every wine -growing area of the world.

Lectures, tastings, creative interchange between the various growers.

Harry, you know nothing about wine whatsoever.

You even drink rosé wine with chicken vindaloo. It's barbaric.

It should be white.

Listen, a couple of days with my pocket -wielded affleck of wine and I can

client with the best of them, mate.

No, seriously, though, Ken. I mean, it's got the distinct smell of the two peas

about it. Eh?

Profit and prestige.

And you can't get a more delicious bouquet than that, mate.

Harry, you have definitely crapped. Do you know that?

Yes, I know you've been generous.

Well, there's no point in replying to your letters if I haven't got anything

say.

I'm not a businessman, good or bad, Mr Snow.

I work on engines. I get oil on my hands, not ink.

What court appearance?

What repossession order? I don't know anything about this.

Oh, I see.

So your hard hands just wade in and take the keys, is that it?

Yes, it is regrettable.

You didn't even open their letter.

Your mother used to deal with all that side of things.

I'm not a letter person.

Dad, it says they've already been here once.

There were some men, yes, a month or so ago.

Why didn't you tell me?

I mortgaged Homehead.

I had to do it.

It was the only way to pay the bills.

What will happen to us?

I suppose I hoped it would all go away.

£150 ,000.

We can't pay it back.

Not nearly.

We've set the date.

Yes. It's tomorrow.

Why don't we go straight in, like usual?

Poet Rhodes.

I hate Poet Rhodes.

The only time I get hit is when I do a semi on a road named after a poet.

I'll go.

You stay where you are. You're still my assistant.

Tomorrow you're full blown, today you're still learning. You do what I say.

Sorry.

It's just, I'm excited.

My first job. My first overnight.

Great.

Think I'll have any problems tomorrow?

Knob job.

You never have any problems with a knob job.

Well, Mr. Snow said I should check the details of the repossession arrangements

with your man.

Oh, are you staying in the area?

Where?

Yeah.

The coaching inn.

Right.

Arriving sometime today?

Thanks. Bye.

sitting here, are you?

I don't know, dropped this morning. I'm wasted.

I can't just want to go, I can't. I'll be in touch, all right?

Yeah, all right.

Where, Ken?

He's interviewing.

Right,

now, let's try and make it simpler.

Forget the names of all the roads.

Let's start with going south.

But don't worry about the roads at all, all the names really, just the direction

south.

Oh, sorry again.

Yeah, well, listen, Harold, nice of you to come and see us.

I can't but take lunch.

Yeah, God, he couldn't find his way to his own car, though.

Makes you look a genius.

Oh, it's all good.

Hey, send the next one in. Yeah.

Well, next one in, then.

Interviews are out there, not in here.

I said interviews are out there. I need some information about a guest, a friend

of mine from Nash & Bardsley. You're not interviewed, then?

No. I've had ten of them tramping through here this morning.

Um... Nash & Bardsley.

Oh, yes, later on today.

And Mr Nigel Brown?

Thank you.

Well, don't you want to leave a message?

I'm sorry, mate. I was just looking at your... your bike.

That's OK.

This is yours?

That yours? The Norton Com?

It's a great bike.

I did London Glasgow on one last year.

Good burn.

Yeah? Yeah.

Well, I'd better show you the way.

What?

To the interview. Would you have come about the bike messenger job?

Now, listen, don't tell Ken I told you.

He's a bit desperate.

And, well, you know, I'm not without a bit of influence, if you know what I

mean.

Right, well, let's make it a bit more simple, eh? I mean, it's got to be

north, south, west or east, isn't it?

Sorry, Ken, I thought you were ready for the next candidate.

Um... Yeah, well, thanks very much, Mr Wilberforce. Sorry, we'll... we'll be in

touch. Uh, Trudy?

Ken? Uh, Ken? Trudy?

Hello.

Hello.

Sit down.

Hi,

Rocky. Thank you.

Oh, yeah, right.

Okay.

What?

What do you mean?

Oh, you know what I mean.

Pathetic.

No. No, it's the shape of her bike. And I'm out of good sea, I mean.

It's just beautiful.

The shape of her bike?

See, Abe?

Well? Well, starting from after lunch, I'm a Texas Ranger.

Thanks.

Is there a bar over there?

Yeah. How about a drink to celebrate?

Yeah.

Well, welcome to the puffy, as they say in the business.

OK, fine.

It's sunk in by now. You don't want me riding for Texas Rangers.

But what about the other candidate?

Oh, come on, Debbie.

Didn't he deserve at least five minutes consideration?

Look, she was the best of the lot. The rest were all deadheads.

And she can start straight away.

Besides, she'll bring a bit of glamour to the firm.

Oh, sorry, Debbie.

So, um, how long have you been riding bikes?

Four years.

Started with the usual.

Honda, moped.

Then a Suzuki 125.

And straight up to a 500cc.

It felt safer. Yeah.

I was reading once in this magazine about why parents don't like their

riding bikes.

You know, psychology stuff.

And with the mothers, it was to do with safety.

And with the father, it was, well,

it was something to do with...

The position of the engine in the bike.

I can't quite remember. It was... Bit

of dinner, bit of chat. On the wheels.

He's a man with contacts, Ken. Yeah, all right, Harry, but why do I have to be

here? You're part of the package.

They like to see it up front.

And no festival can operate without transport.

Show for service. A key role, Ken.

Oh, blimey, Ken. I mean, come on. You know I don't like this place sounding

a racetrack. Yeah, we seem to. I love the world we're in. What do you mean,

Her? As in woman.

You mean to say that's a woman?

Was it 12 o 'clock this morning?

Well, bloody hell, now I've seen everything.

Morning. Good afternoon.

Hey, Ken, Ken. Hang on, hang on.

You've got a great idea about the festival.

We could have a fleet of women on bikes in bikinis.

Glamorous way to get about town.

We could charge a fortune.

Harry, don't be ridiculous. They'd get frostbite. We've got to wear leather on

bike. Okay, leather bikinis then. I mean, that's even better. I mean, now

cooking. That's just the kind of thing I want from the transport manager of the

Birmingham International Wine Festival, mate.

I haven't said yes yet.

You will.

No, Ken.

Something about that girl's not quite right.

Trudy?

T for Trudy spells T for trouble if you ask me.

Oh, Dad.

You should have asked me.

Oh, they're heavy.

Yes, since I looked at all these.

Yes, before you get through them all.

You can't go through the whole library.

We've got to, Trudy.

Wherever we go, we can't take them all with us, that's certain.

Don't give up, Dad, please.

If you were at university, you wouldn't have to see all this.

If I was at university, I'd never see you.

It was my decision, remember?

Yes.

Sometimes I think we were foolish, your mother and I, to get together when I was

over 50.

But rather proud of it at the time. But it doesn't fare on you, is it?

It doesn't fare on you that mum died.

Now, don't forget your supper again. I don't want to come back and find it

out and stuck to the plate.

Fine veal, Harry.

Touchy industrious with the lemon, but fine.

Helpful now, Colin. It'll be passed on, I can assure you.

Well, no -one can say you're not a man of imagination, Harry.

No -one can say that.

Most pleased.

Of course, it needs going into.

A lot of going into. In's and out's, costings.

But a wine festival is the sort of idea, and I'm saying sort of, at present,

that the city is looking for.

Now, you're proposing the coaching in as the centrepiece, are you? How do you

put it?

The coup central.

Yes.

It's difficult, but not impossible.

All venues will have to be heavily vetted.

I know what high standard you achieve.

I'm a Rotarian.

Others will need convincing.

Oh, yes.

Some coffee.

Frank Chalmers is the person to get on our side. Who?

Frank Chalmers. Very much a man of action on the counsellors, Frank.

How about an informal visit?

Say, tomorrow lunch.

Excellent, Colin, excellent.

Ken. Ken.

Ken, Colin Stainrod, counsellor.

Colin, this is Ken.

How do you do?

Ken's our transport manager.

Eh?

Important role.

He also runs a thriving bike messenger service, don't you, Ken? The Texas

Rangers. Yeah.

Perhaps you'd like to run through a few rough figures for Colin.

Rough figures?

I'm not sure.

That's quite right, then.

Rough figures are no figures at all. I'll have to my own heart.

What

room

did you say it was again? Room 19.

Mrs Passington.

Can I see the guest list, please? Yes, just a moment.

Thank you very much indeed.

Has Nigel Brown checked in?

Nigel Brown?

Erm, yes.

Room 14.

Might be in the bar.

Thanks.

Will you join me for a drink?

Lager, half.

Put it on my room.

Are you local?

I live round here.

I thought they marked down big houses.

Maybe you know it?

I don't think so.

It's quite a big house.

Called Homehead.

Homehead?

Yes. Do you know how to get there?

Yes.

Well, I could tell you.

Hello. I've been looking for you.

Now then.

Look,

I was thinking of a Chinese.

Yes, this is the bit you want.

I've got to clean the plug.

I'll pop back in about 20 minutes. How's that?

It's OK.

Right.

Your boyfriend?

No.

Actually, I'm trying to avoid him.

Look, why don't we finish our drinks and take a bottle up to your room?

I could show you how to get to Homehead in more detail.

Exciting project, Ken. There's no doubt about that.

Yes, yeah, you're right. I have to say, you've exceeded even Harry's praise.

It's an honour, Ken, to be alongside you in this project.

This way, Colin.

This way.

OK.

OK.

Again? Same truly, mate. We're off for a Chinese.

I think you're out of luck, son.

I'll say one thing for her, Rocky.

She's as fast off her bike as she is on.

Oh, come on. I'll buy her a pint.

My first job.

Solo.

So I've got to do it right.

Start if you mean to go on.

How about some music?

Great.

Great.

Come on.

You'd better show me the route.

Well... This is the route I

always take.

Unfortunately, Rocky, women aren't female men.

If they were, we would understand them. But now, they're in different spaces.

Maybe I should go up there.

Look, she went up there voluntarily.

You've got no business barging in.

What if there's something going on?

No if about it.

Leave it out, Rocky.

Maybe there's something wrong. She's in trouble. He's got some sort of hold on

her.

What is it?

I don't know.

My mouth's gone dry.

I'm sorry about this.

I don't know what's wrong.

Please.

The music.

Is it hot in here?

the patient this morning, Mr Crawford?

Alive? Well, that's something.

Have you any idea what might have caused it, Doctor?

Difficult to say in these cases.

Could be any one of a number of things that he's eaten in the last 24 hours.

24 hours?

Possibly longer.

Oh, let it be possibly longer.

Oh, Mr Brown, how are we today?

Have you got everything you need, Mr Brown?

Don't hesitate to ask.

I mean, we're here to serve.

Another breakfast.

A food perhaps not the best idea at this time. Plenty of liquid.

A magazine.

A newspaper.

Um, macrame.

Or are you a chess player?

Because I'm sure Jackie here has handled a porno too in her time.

Mr Crawford, perhaps you wouldn't mind stepping outside while I examine the

patient? Yes, right.

Right, Jackie.

If anything's said about food poisoning... Let me know.

Morning.

You're supposed to be in Carlisle.

Sweet.

Have you been following me? Not exactly. I'll unwrap it for you.

Two years I've been training under you.

It's over.

I'm fully qualified now, remember?

No.

You'd be fully redundant if this job isn't done.

I got sick.

Could happen to anyone.

You were nobbled.

I got food poisoning.

Nobbled.

You have been following me.

Basic trainee procedure.

But I'm fully fledged. Not until you complete your first solo.

And there could be some time to come.

I can tell you, this gets out.

It'll be a great personal embarrassment for me.

And I don't like that.

So they don't know. Head office.

Report doesn't go in until tomorrow.

I've got time.

No.

This is my job. I'm going to do it.

You're not going anywhere.

I've got to do it. I've got to prove myself.

Just give me a bit of time, please.

I've got a couple of jobs.

You need me, you call.

Nigel, I don't want to be embarrassed.

Thanks.

I told you she was trouble.

She's not that late.

Maybe she's got food poisoning as well.

What are you defending her for?

You turn your back for two minutes and what happens?

She waltzes off with another bloke.

Bloody food poisoning, I don't believe it. It's lucky I poured Colin through

door, that's all I can say.

Wouldn't be too good, would it, for the Couve Centrale of the Birmingham

International Wine Festival to have dodgy food?

What if it was the chocolate mousse? Wherever she is, she's got my panniers

my radio, and I want them back. Nobody walks off with my equipment.

What's that geezer's name?

Nigel, Nigel Brown.

Right, I'm going to have a word with him. Don't admit to anything. I'm not

accepting any liability.

I just want to find out where she is, mate, that's all.

You can't get food poisoning from champagne, can you?

about Lawsons?

Dad, Mum always said you should have been a partner in Lawsons.

If you had been, she said everything would have been all right.

Dad? You know the TT?

There was always one bend, one bend I could never get right.

The rest, easy peasy.

I've been trying to remember its bloody name.

She knew this place I was looking for.

I'm on a job with the Midlands Building Society.

Repossession. Oh, terrific.

This place, where was it?

Oh, it's a big house called Homehead.

Homehead? That's Lord Audley's place.

That's the name.

Six months default.

Can't be right, not Lord Audley.

Repossession's a democratic process.

Debt is a great leveller.

Do you know who he is?

No. He was only the greatest pre -war road racer never to win the TT.

Blimey. Audley and Lawson.

I mean, I second only to Daniel and Blanchfield. I mean, they developed the

Lawson front fork together.

Sorry. But in my profession, you can't get involved.

Hey!

Colin.

Frank.

To a successful and mutually beneficial project, Harry.

Here, here. The moment Colin outlined the idea for me, I said immediately this

is the sort of project Birmingham has been looking for.

Another one, Colin.

Never say no, Harry.

Open mind, me.

Of course, we must be aware of elitism. This must be prestige for the people.

All the fine sentiment, Frank.

We must be discreet with the executive hospitality tents.

I did hospitality in Edgbaston last year. Was it the year before?

It was the best blowout. Not now, Colin.

Right you are, Frank.

Oh, if you'll excuse me saying so, Frank.

When Colin referred to you as the man of action on the council, I must say I was

expecting something rather different.

We're not afraid of language on the council, Harry. We know what we mean,

we, Colin?

Chairperson seems such a futile gesture nowadays, don't you think?

Oh, yes.

Another Colin.

Afternoon. A .H. Newell, Environmental Health.

I trust you'll have no objections to my inspecting your kitchens, your refuse

area, your sanitary units and your linen cupboards, without delay.

Of course, George wanted me to put money in, to learn the business.

But I was happy playing.

That's what it all seemed to me to be about.

I raced, told him what felt good, what worked.

He designed.

And the Lawson front fork? You helped him develop it. It was your idea.

No, ideas remain ideas without a man like George Lawson.

He gave me every opportunity.

I just didn't have the sense.

In the end, even George was beaten by the Japanese.

What? Takashi.

They took over Lawson's.

His son runs the operation now, I believe.

What the hell are you doing here?

You'd better come in.

Yeah, he told me.

The repossession man.

I had to delay him. I need time.

But you could have killed him.

Look, my family's lived in this house for 250 years. I don't intend to give it

up without a fight.

Yeah, no wonder the aristocracy was still the ruling class.

Okay, boot in first.

I've got to go to Takashi's. You've got some equipment of mine.

I do think you owe me an explanation.

Look, my father worked for Lawsons. Yes, I know. I raised her.

I mean, they developed the Lawson front forks together. Exactly, and Takashi

took over Lawsons. Yes. Well, Lawsons benefited.

The whole motorcycle manufacturing industry benefited eventually, but my

didn't. Yeah, but look, if he was on the salary as an employee, then he must

have got paid.

Morally, he owns a stake in the Lawson Front Fork, and I'm going to ask Takashi

to pay.

Trudy. Dad, this is Ken Boone. He's a friend of mine.

How do you do?

Not all the way.

Quite a mar of yours.

Thank you.

The collection, we've got to sell.

Dad. Won't be nearly enough, but it's something.

But you can't sell your bikes.

There's no room for sentiment, Trudy.

Not any longer.

The cart.

Hello.

Harry said you'd be here.

What is this place? Some sort of museum. My house.

You what?

For the moment, anyway.

Again? What's going on? Search me, Rocky.

Listen, get on your bike and follow us.

Is this essential, Mr. Newell? A report of food poisoning cannot be overlooked,

Mr. Crawford.

I think it... How long's it going to take?

Until all possibilities are eliminated, Mr. Crawford.

Look, I've got some very important guests here, you know what I mean?

Mr Crawford. I would appreciate a certain degree of latitude within which

work.

Oh, dear, Mr Crawford.

Not a good sign.

Stay here. I'll do the talking. That way things don't get out of hand.

You don't muck about, do you?

If my father loses his house and his collection, he's lost everything.

And that bloke at the hotel, you did for him and all, didn't you? He'll survive.

My father may not.

I hope it's normal where you're going.

I certainly hope so.

Wish me luck in Tokyo, Norman.

Have a good trip, Mr. Arden. Thank you very much.

Pity we missed Ken.

I'd like to see as much of the package as I can, as early as I can.

A bit of rough.

Mine after my own heart.

We shall have to set up another meeting, Frank.

Suit you, of course.

Oh, my God.

Interesting, Colin.

What the devil do you think you're doing?

Are you deliberately trying to frighten my guests off or what?

You're not making my job any easier, Mr Crawford.

I told you, I expect a certain degree of latitude.

Yes, well, I mean, can't you go and inspect somewhere else? I mean, for the

being. Very well.

If you'll kindly point me in the direction of your refuse area.

Come on, Colin.

The council Christmas party. What was his name?

Sorry about that.

Yeah, where were we? What was that man doing?

He's making a survey to find the best atmospheric conditions for the wine. Is

he? I see.

Right, the rescheduling of the meeting.

Frank knows him.

Strikingly similar physiognomy, nothing more. I must just visit the... It's the

door in the corner, straight ahead.

Rocky, you may have to help me do something.

An eastern form, as I understand it, Harry, of culinary appreciation.

Did I order a brandy?

Guess what, Harry?

I met a friend of mine.

More precisely, a colleague. Mr. Newell, one of our environmental health

officers. I can explain. Mr. Newell has already explained.

I think I've found a serious problem with your application, Harry.

Frank, I leave the sign to Mr Crawford in triplicate. If I were you, I'd think

twice before approaching the council again. Come on, Colin. I believe we have

subcommittee meeting in half an hour.

Colin.

Frank.

Alderley's daughter.

Alderley? I've come to ask for the money Lawson's owes to my father.

Well, you're a racist daughter, that's for certain.

Straight out.

What makes you think Lawson's owes your father any money?

I've read his notes.

The ones he gave your father after races.

I know what contributions he made. Then you must know that my father tried to

persuade Alderley to join the business as a partner, not as an employee.

Yes, and he refused. I know that.

And he was paid.

I'm sorry, Lawson's doesn't exist anymore.

Lawson's is a small part of Takashi. It's a good company, but it has no

for a 50 -year -old partnership that never existed.

I'm sorry.

And that, I'm afraid, is all I've got to say.

I've got a plane to catch.

When I get back from Tokyo, I'd very much like to meet your father.

Of course.

He agreed then, Trudy?

No, Rocky, I'm afraid he hasn't.

Oh.

It's all right, mate. What is it? I'm just going to tie you up.

What is going on in here?

What is going on? I'm afraid, Mr Lawson, you're going to have to find something

more to say.

Who are you? I'm just a friend of Trudy's.

Rocky! Rocky, come in, please. This is control. Rocky!

Where the hell are they?

Well, it's been two hours, so they must have seen Lawson by now. Yeah, I know,

but what's happened?

Did she really lose their house?

Well, I can't see Takashi paying up.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Rocky!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry, Mr Dawson. It's all right. You've apologised quite enough.

It's not going to get me to my meeting in Tokyo, is it?

No, I'm sorry.

How long do I have to stay here?

Until Trudy says so.

Where is Trudy?

I don't know.

Well, can we at least have some light?

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid not.

See, Trudy doesn't want her father to know that we're down here.

I'm really, really... Don't say that! Don't keep apologising!

Right. Let's go do the job.

Either she's a being from another planet whose mission is to wreak havoc

wherever she goes prior to some mass invasion, or she's just plain jinxed.

her now, Harry.

Oh, come on, Ken. I mean, your equipment, my hotel, the bloke upstairs.

I mean, that's not coincidence. I mean, that's plain diabolical. You don't seem

to be listening to me. I mean, she is desperate.

That geezer upstairs is going to repossess her home. That's what I mean.

all part of the same chain of catastrophe.

Oh, you can half be generous at times, can't you?

Ken, what have I got to be generous about?

The wine festival's up to shoot.

The coaching inn's a possible health hazard. I could be closed down, you

Mine too.

It was almost worth it. You know, Colin asking Frankie to check his stomach for

blotches.

Oh, no. No, it's here again. It's here again. It's here again.

Trudy. Ken, I think I've done something terrible.

Oh, no, not here, please. Did you see Lawson? Yes, that's it.

He should have waited for me. Did he give you a bad time? No, well, you see,

thing is, I've kidnapped him.

What?

Oh, it can't get any worse, but it has.

Look, Ken, you get involved in this, you've only got yourself to blame, mate.

mean, look what's happened to me, an innocent bystander.

Ken, you know that bloke, the one who had the food poisoning?

Well, he's just left. What?

He's with another bloke.

They've got enough equipment in the back of that car to open the Bank of

England. There you are, you see.

Violence is in the air. Come on, get moving.

Ken, Ken, mate, the water's already too deep.

Harry. What?

Shut it.

No, I don't see. In the space of two days, she destroyed my wine festival and

threatened my hotel with closure. I fail to see what I owe her.

Well, we misjudged her. So now we're going to help her.

And you're driving.

For goodness sake, slow down.

Listen, anything happens, honk the horn, alright?

What? Another member of the Motorcyclist Revolutionary Front.

Mr Lawson, listen, I'm really sorry about...

My God!

I don't believe it.

I've never seen anything like it. It's incredible.

Rudge? Raleigh?

Enfield?

Douglas. Fanny Barnett.

Triumph.

They're immaculate.

I was still dreaming.

I thought you said there was never any problem with a knob job. Never.

And as far as head office is concerned, that's the way it's going to stay.

Nobody puts one over my trainee.

Thanks.

There's no such word as thanks in reposition.

Look at this, Wilkins.

Beautiful condition.

1912. Four -cylinder, water -cooled, side -valve, TMC engine.

Yeah, look at this. Single -speed.

Belt drive.

There you are.

It's a house here, you four -horse bikes.

Hands off.

Lord Alderley. Don't move or I'll blow a hole in your back.

I suppose they'll just send someone else.

Lord Alderley, this is Matthew Lawson, George Lawson's son.

Matthew Lawson? Turn around.

Both of you.

Are you really George's son?

Yes, sir.

What about him?

He's a friend of Trudy's.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I've been expecting some people.

Yes, I know.

You got any more of these bikes, sir?

No, this is a lot in concourse condition.

Not that I show any more.

You're a bit lazy.

Got a racing Norton upstairs.

An international?

No, Model 18.

Would you like to see it?

Yes, I'd like that very much.

And you?

Yeah.

Come on, then.

No barricades.

They think they've done us, Nigel.

It's a healthy catalogue, Lord Alderley.

Now, if someone were to say, offer to pay off your house and create an

environment for the bikes to be shown in public, would that be something that

would interest you?

If that meant I retain total ownership of the house and its land, yes, I would

be agreeable, in principle.

If, for example, your house was to be known as the Holmhead Foundation for

British Motorcycles, that'd seem like an attractive proposition.

Sponsored by the Takashi Corporation, of course.

How kind of the Japanese to provide the memorial for the British motorcycle

industry.

Can't this go any faster?

I like to drive at a safe and sensible pace, Debbie.

Harry, we're going to be too late.

Hey, she never lives here.

My God.

Switch the lights off.

Hey, what? It's dangerous.

Oh, I knew it. I reach out a hand of support and suddenly I'm risking my

What do we do now?

The law is on our side, Knight. Dead!

We continue.

Dead!

Stay where you are.

Step aside.

We are engaged with the full force of the law.

Stuff the law, mate.

An Englishman's home is his castle, remember?

Not when the castle is the property of the Midland Building Society.

Lord Alderley is unable to meet his debt.

Less than sunshine, you're going to get paid in just a few minutes. In full.

Now Mr. Takashi is in his office.

Dad!

Oi, I'll take that.

And you two can dance with over there. This is going to cause me acute

professional embarrassment, and it's going to cause you acute professional

redundancy. Anyone could make a mistake first time.

I don't suppose there's a poet called Brown, is there?

Mr.

Takashi said it would be an honor to go into business with you, Lord Alderley.

Can you speak Japanese?

Terrible accent.

Fine place.

Has he ever thought of a wine festival, do you think?

Texas Rangers, Texas office men.

The Texas Rangers, oh there they ride again.

They ride in thunder, they ride in rain.

It makes one wonder if they feel no pain.

They never falter. They never fail.

They hang their halter on a rusty nail.

Texas Rangers.

Texas toughest men.

Texas Rangers.

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