All language subtitles for Boon s04e13 The Eyes Of Texas

Thank you.

little restaurant I know. Oh, it's so
late to be closed.

But I shall cook for you. What have we
got? How about scrambled eggs?

Oh, great.

And just a simple Texan girl. Red heart.

No, it's a dump, actually, Harry.

There's a fight there nearly every
night.

Rowan, here. Cheers, Rox. Bye -bye.

No, I don't know why. What am I, a dump
like that? Shh, shh, shh.

Have a word to Helen.

Look, if the place is as bad as you say
it is, then Hugo will take a lower

offer, won't he? That's right.

Uh, Rocky, did Ken come back last night?

Um, don't think so. Hello.

Staying at Rebecca's?

Have you tried Rebecca's cottage?

No, he's not there.

Who is that?

It's Lauren.

No sign of Ken, eh?

He's been away for the weekend.

They didn't even take anything.

They just... Oh, no, a lovely plant.

I'm sorry.

I've been really stupid.

Is there anything you can do?

Well, I can start some sort of
investigation.

Locky.

Yeah?

Where were you between the hours of
midnight and 4am?

Well, I was at Hugo's club from about...
Blunker.

Ken! You don't have to be answering your
phone, do you?

Nothing's been taken, Ken.

Looks like vandals.

Yes, yes, looks like vandals.

I'll get a report written up for your
insurance claim.

Great.

Look, he doesn't see money.

It's insured.

And he's in love.

Is he now?

Yeah.

Well, the fact of the matter is, Mr
Crawford, it wasn't my idea to get into

business. It was my brother -in -law's.

See, the hours never really agreed with
me because I'm not really a night owl.

And if I could find proper managers... I
sympathise, Mr Hawkins.

I sympathise.

So what about my offer?

Yes. Well, it's not really what I was
hoping for, but given the market, I'll

accept.

Good.

Yeah, well, I'll have to consult with my
brother -in -law, of course, but I

don't foresee any problems.

That's very good.

Terrific. Great.

How'd it go?

I can't believe it. What?

He's accepted.

Just like that? Yeah. Well, it's great,
isn't it? Yeah, I know.

I can't believe it.

Not too cold, is it?

Oh, no, I love it.

I love it. You're joking.

No, it's so different from home.

You've never been to the States, have
you? No, I haven't been anywhere,

Scotland? I went to Holland once.

Oh, you'd love it. You'd really love
Texas. I know I would.

You should come, you know? You should
come for a vacation. You'd really like

Things are happening very quickly,
Rebecca.

I know.

All right, you don't have to make any
decisions until after you see if you can

handle a Tex -Mex dinner.

A what?

Tex -Mex.

Well, sounds a good deal, Harry.

Very good deal, in fact.

But it may not be enough.

Enough?

What do you mean, enough?

I don't follow that.

It may not be enough to increase your
revenues, to cover the loss projections

Woodcote Park.

Malcolm, I made this offer on your
advice.

Only you said that another source of
revenue could more than offset the

I know, I know.

That was based on last quarter's
figures. This quarter's figures haven't

improved. The downturn is looking very
serious.

Now, look, even if you make a profit
with this disco... It's not going to be

disco. I'm going to change up the
plan... Whatever, whatever.

By the time you've renovated, reopened,
shown a profit, what are we talking

about, a year, a year and a half?

By that time, you and Woodcourt Park
could be... Could be

what?

Bankrupt. Hurry.

I've no counter, but I'd say Malcolm
Pryor was wrong.

It's going to be tight.

It's going to be bloody tight.

Hey!

What?

Yeah? All right, it's my next review of
the heat.

Yes, right. Go and help yourself.

All right.

Rebecca? Yeah.

Is she about?

No, she's down the cottage.

What's that, then?

Oh, it's nothing, Ken. Nothing. There's
nothing.

Well, actually, there is. Yes, there is
something.

There are going to be a few changes at
Woodcote, Ken.

There'll be quite a few changes round
here, mate.

What?

Yeah. Rebecca.

She's asked me to go back to the States
with her.

Yeah, sort of holiday, but, I mean...

If I like it, I might stay.

What do you reckon?

I think she wants her eyes tested.

So, what's up at Walco?

Oh, nothing, Ken.

Nothing? It'll sort itself out. These
things usually do, don't they? Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Do you want to see me?

Yeah, that's right.

Come in, Lucky.

I wanted to go back to Hugo's tonight.

Oh, no, Harry.

And you said don't. Look, by the time I
finish with that place, I'll be queuing

around the block to get in, in suits.

There.

I wanted to check out the restaurant.

Oh, no. All right, take Laura with you.

I mean, I don't see the point.

I mean, you're going to get a new chef
anyway. Look, it's not the food I'm

interested in, Rocky. It's the cutlery,
the dinner service, things like that.

What's the point of me laying out good
money on stuff like that when what

they've got already is in good nick?

Well, what's the point of two of us
going there? Go on. Go on.

Thank you.

I just want to do that click thing last
night.

Let's go for a walk.

Lousy night.

Cold.

Might get a lot colder very soon,
mightn't it?

Malcolm quiet him over the day with a
preliminary figure. We're not looking at

black moon, are we?

Well... Is that why you've been
tiptoeing round me all afternoon?

Well, yes, that's part of it.

Our problems may affect my problems.

Do you want to talk about it?

Well, I may want to later on, Helen.

When and if it becomes a real problem.

Well, I think I could get to light this
Tex -Mex stuff.

To get HP sourced in San Antonio.

No.

I wish you'd tell me what's wrong.

such a good day.

I know. We have.

It's been wonderful.

What's wrong?

Oh, Ken.

I haven't been completely honest with
you.

And I don't really know how to say this.

I'm married.

So, you came over here to find him.

Yes. How recent, this?

It was taken opening night of the opera
this year.

How long were you married?

Five years.

Well, what do you know about his life
over here?

Well, he talked about growing up, about
his dad.

Said that he missed cricket.

He and his dad were very close.

I know they were well off.

So he didn't have to work.

He was setting up an import business in
Galveston.

What else do you know about him?

I knew about his family.

I knew what he liked, what he didn't
like.

But I loved him.

Who filed for the divorce?

We agreed that I should.

Was it amicable?

Well, it was as amicable as a divorce
can be.

Hey, sorry.

I just have to ask.

About the mistakes of my life.

So that you could help me.

Will you?

What do you mean? Who did you say they
threw out? The other bloke. Which other

one? The one who was with the first one
outside.

What, there was another bloke? Yeah,
only, you see, they were being really

with the bouncers half an hour before.

Yes, well, it's not going to be a
problem, is it, Rocky?

Because I'm not going to have any
bouncers.

No, Harry.

Somebody's paying people to cause
trouble at the club, Harry.

Yeah.

Are you sure he's here?

No, I'm not. But all he ever talked
about was his life here.

Then his father had a stroke. I mean,
they were very close. So if he's not

I don't know where he is.

Look, all I want is that damn divorce. I
want a signature on those papers so

that I can live my life.

Oh, Ken, I wanted to tell you. I really
did.

But things between us happened so fast.

And then I thought that I could find
him, but I couldn't.

Do you think you could help me? Do you
think you could find him and get the

papers to him?

If he's in Nottingham, yeah.

Yeah, there is a chance.

Do you have an appointment, Mr Boone?
No, I don't, no.

What did you want to see Mr Patterson
about?

Well, it's about his son.

His son?

Oh.

I'm afraid to see Mr Patterson.

Would you mind waiting a moment? Yes.

You wanted to see my father? Yes.

What about?

Kerry.

Come with me.

My father died two days ago.

Oh, sorry. This is obviously a bad time.
Let me tell you something, Mr Bean.

Boone. As far... Mr Boone.

As far as a slag of a brother of mine is
concerned, there's no such thing as a

good time.

I don't suppose you'd like to tell me
why?

You're right, I wouldn't. He went off to
the United States. I haven't seen him

since, and I don't want to. All right.

Mr Crawford has made an offer, and this
young biker works for him.

He's been hanging around the club.

Now, Crawford is rich.

He owns Woodcut Park.

That means he can afford to outbid me.

Now, I don't want that to happen.

I want that club.

I want Crawford out of it.

So... Go and talk to the biker.

Okay?

His wife thinks he's in Nottingham. His
wife?

He got married out there, did he? I just
imagine what sort of woman he is, man.

She thinks he's here, eh? Yes, she
thinks that. And it all does on her,

Well, that's Terry.

Well, you can tell her that he wouldn't
dare come back to Nottingham.

Why not?

Because there's half a dozen people
who'd like to break his bloody neck if I

couldn't get to him first.

Well, uh... If he is in town and you
manage to find the rock he's hiding

perhaps you could give me a ring.

I couldn't do that.

Like I said, I've got a funeral for a
ring.

Does he take after you?

Huh? Your brother.

Would you take after you?

Because I can quite understand why she'd
want a divorce if he does.

So she doesn't know about our Terry.

About what?

About time she did.

How much?

£96 ,000 from a customer. Came from
Yugoslavia to collect a consignment of

textiles. Tom took him out to lunch.

Your Terry took his money.

From his family?

He stole from the family? Oh, God.

I don't know who I was married to.

I don't even know who I'm divorcing.

I didn't know, Ken.

Honestly, I didn't know.

I believe you.

Oh, I'm sorry, mate. I didn't know you.

Mr Sweet, see?

A friend of mine wants you to tell Mr
Crawford something.

He wants you to tell him to get the bat
behind you, then.

Oh.

I think you can do that.

Well, why don't you tell himself?

And things will ruin your teeth.

Sister Leary?

Yeah. Hello.

My name's Boone. I'm a private
investigator. I'm making some inquiries

Patterson. I'm sorry, Mr. Boone. We
can't discuss patients even when they're

deceased. Well, it's not exactly about
him. It's more to do with his family.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Well, can you tell me if he had any
other visitors apart from family?

Why do you want to know this?

Well, I'm just trying to track down his
son.

Oh, well, his son came in every day with
Mrs. Patterson.

And his nephew from the States visited
in the morning. The States?

Sounded like an American.

And he dressed like an American as well.

He dressed differently, don't they?

The old boy always seemed to cheer up
when he came in.

Especially could, under the
circumstances.

Well, when he came, I mean, was there
anybody else from the family about?

No, never.

And he wasn't there when Mr. Paston
passed away.

He didn't come in that day.

And when he left the day before, he was
very upset.

I suppose he knew... Oh, sorry, I've got
to dash. Bye.

OK, yes, thanks very much.

Hi, Ken.

Yeah, I've got the details you wanted on
that funeral.

The service is at 9 .30 at St Thomas'.
And the funeral's at 11.

Day after tomorrow.

Well, thanks.

I'll do my best.

See you. Bye.

Well, whoever this bloke is, he
obviously wants the place pretty badly,

I can't imagine why anyone would want to
buy it, really.

Well, I want it, mate.

It's a bit of a tip, Harry.

But it's a tip with potential.

And no boogers warning me off it.

Actually, Harry, it was me they were
warning off.

They didn't get violent, did they?

Oh, yeah.

Well, no.

They crushed me more teasers.

You could laugh.

It was you I bought them for.

Oh. Yeah.

Oh, my gosh.

Sorry.

Well, I always seem to be apologising,
don't I?

I guess that's another kind of apology,
isn't it?

Listen. You know he'll be at the
funeral, and I will.

I don't want to see him.

There's no reason why you should.

I don't want to.

Except I should find out who he is, so I
can forget him. I mean, does that make

any sense?

You sure you want to know?

Yeah.

Well, you're the one who's paying the
money.

Well, I am at that, I guess.

We've discussed your offer, Mr Crawford,
and it's simply easy to knock.

All right, Hugo.

Let's get down to some serious business,
shall we? All right.

Have you had another offer?

No. Oh,

no, Mr Crawford, no. It isn't a Dutch
auction.

You've made the only offer, and it's
just not enough.

Well, would an enhancement of £5 ,000 be
serious enough for you and your brother

-in -law?

Yes, that sounds serious, Mr Crawford.

Right, you've got until five o 'clock to
accept it.

Now, if you do, I'll have a cheque for
the deposit sent round by 5 .15.

And I hope we can do business.

Oh, I'm sure we can, Mr Crawford.

I'll ring you by five.

I know who your real boss is, Sonny.

So you can tell him.

Come on to him.

Harry!

Yeah, it's me. I've just been putting
everything back in order.

And I'm sure your financial files are
missing.

Yeah.

I don't think it was handled, you know.

Good afternoon, sir. Welcome to Woodcote
Park.

The function's about to start, but I
think there's still time for a drink.

I'd like to discuss a thought of
business.

Nice place.

Nice crowd.

Sort of place I'd like to own one day.

What are you having?

Oh, not for me, thanks, sir.

Oh, yes.

You've got the genuine article here.

Large whiskey.

Look, if you're interested in booking a
function, we can discuss it in the

office. Pardon?

I said, if you're interested in booking
a function, we can discuss it in the

office. We seem to have got off on the
wrong foot, Mr Crawford.

It often happens. Well, would you like
to come to the point?

The point is, Mr Crawford, when I look
around this extremely classy

establishment...

I can't for the life of me imagine why
you'd be interested in Hugo's Disco.

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Pardon? On your bloody bike.

Give it up, Mr Crawford.

It really isn't worth the trouble.

Not for a man of your taste.

Shame about your partner's office.

Vic Carpenter.

I'm in the book.

Rebecca? Yes?

I'm your brother -in -law. Could we have
a chat?

What on earth were you doing business
with someone like

that for? I wasn't. The sleazy stone
soldier showed up here.

He wants the club too.

Well, it looks as if you're going to
have to let him have it. Bloody well

Forget it, Harry.

Look. I know why you're doing this and I
appreciate it, but it's too late.

The bank rate's against us and the
bookings are down. If we continue like

we could go bankrupt.

If we sold out now, at least we could
come out with something.

I'm going to have to let this place go.

I just want to be rid of him and that's
the end of the story. What are you doing

here?

What is it, then? Did he rip you off as
well?

It's none of your business.

Isn't it?

No.

Did he get a bit bored with you? Ah,
Terry.

Did he put it about a bit, then?

Hmm.

Well, he hasn't changed, then.

If you want your money, I will help you
to get it. I will put it in writing. Do

you have a lawyer?

Right now, please, I just want you to
leave.

Oh, Ken, please, get him out.

Out. Now.

Just wanted to meet my sister -in -law,
Mr. Boone.

After all these years.

Handsome woman.

You haven't located my little brother by
any chance, have you?

That's none of your business.

Ah. Client confidentiality, of course.
Yes, I bet there must be quite a bit of

information that's passed between you
two that should remain confidential.

Ken, don't.

Just let him go.

Can you afford to buy me out?

I'm sorry.

We did the best we could. Well, you did
even better than that.

Oh, yeah.

I did really well, didn't I?

If you start blaming yourself, Crawford,
you're going to have me start breaking

tables.

Now, that would be something to say,
wouldn't it?

Well, then, I suppose we'd better start
thinking about... Tomorrow.

Mm. End of the day.

Mm.

Terry?

Who are you?

My name's Boone. I'm a private
investigator.

You are Terry Patterson, aren't you?

What does she want?

The divorce.

Got the papers? No, not on me.

If you care to meet me somewhere, I can
arrange for a...

You box of hell.

Okay, all right.

I can tell you that I won't be long.

Right,

Harry, if you need any help, mate, just
give us a shout.

I'll be right here.

You are maker one flight less top table
do I mr. Crawford?

270 pounds well Let's just call it

275 with the soda siphon

Cash

Little short of money, are we, Mr.
Crawford?

Two -seven -five from the till, Sandra.

You can make your bid for Hugo's
whenever you like.

Will that conflict with yours?

No, not at all.

I am relieved to hear that.

Now I took another look at the place and
I decided that a dump like that was

more in your style than in mine.

I know all about you, Crawford. You're
just a jumped -up fireman who got lucky.

Well, here's where your luck runs out. I
wish you would.

I really wish you would.

Jackpot! 100 quid!

I don't bloody believe it.

It's not paying out.

Of course it isn't. It's one of Vic's
machines, isn't it? Come on, let's go.

Just like he did on his family. Just
like he did on me.

Calm down. We've got the license number,
the registration number. Laura's on the

phone to all the florists in Nottingham.
Something will turn up. No, he'll be

long gone.

Come on. He wants out. He wants to sign
the papers.

There's every chance he'll phone me.

Oh, again.

I didn't want it to be like this.

Guess what?

Who did you know?

Yep, he just rang a minute ago. Left a
number.

In a pub.

What made you change your mind, Harry?
About you guys.

Rocky, are you at home on matters of
high finance?

Me? You're joking.

Well, that makes two of us.

Are you in trouble?

You know, at this place?

Does Ellen know?

She knows some of it, Rocky.

That's why she went to London.

She could bail us out. Oh, maybe she
can.

Well, like I say, she knows some of it.

But what she doesn't know is, I'm broke,
son.

Here's the deal.

There's a windmill out at Smenton.

Yeah, right.

About nine o 'clock tonight.

You got that?

Oh, boom.

We'll make a fortune out of them. I'd
have paid one to get rid of them.

It'll probably be some time before we
can find a buyer, but unfortunately

going to have to make some redundancies
immediately.

Woodcut has been my life for over five
years, and I'll miss it.

And all of you very, very much.

But Philip wouldn't have wanted this to
be a sad occasion, and neither do I.

So...

Here's to you and to your future.

And thank you very much indeed for all
the hard work you've put into this

We've been a great team.

To Woodcote Park.

Woodcote Park.

You feeling better?

Yes, I am lots.

Sorry about losing it.

Don't be.

You've been under a lot of stress.

It all happened so quickly.

these. You know I want to make a lot of
changes in my life.

I know.

Ken, after everything that's gone down
with Terry, I've got to be careful.

I can't just rush into a new
relationship.

You won't just write me off, will you?

You're not a

I better get going.

Wish me luck.

Hello?

My old man remembered when this was
still a full working mill.

At least, he said he did.

But then he did used to tell a lot of
fibs.

People do, don't they?

Got the papers?

You've got to sign both of them. Yeah,
yeah, sure, I know.

Generous. Very generous.

You must want out of this as badly as I
do.

I guess so.

Why do you want out so badly?

She seems it perfectly.

Yeah, well, you never work on that next
one, mate.

So, that's it.

So, five years.

Someone must have been right some of the
time.

You married, Boone?

Yeah, I guess all us runaway husbands
ask you that, huh?

And then we say, take my tip, stay
single.

Take my tip.

Single.

Hey.

Looking good, Becky.

Nobody walks out on me.

And the victim was the husband, the
estranged husband.

I still can't believe what happened.

So she fired twice and then ran off. She
didn't threaten you?

No.

Timeshare, eh?

Apartments. That's their plan.

Yeah, well, I suppose somebody will make
money out of it, will they?

Well, you could buy in yourself.

Yeah, I'm thinking about it.

No, I'm not.

Time for a change.

Time to move on.

You got any ideas?

Tell him if I haven't a clue.

She hired me to find her husband to sign
their divorce papers, and I found him,

all right? You certainly did, Mr Burton.
Why the mill?

His brother.

He was after him. It was some kind of
family trouble. Family trouble? What

family trouble? He'd stolen some money
from him. Oh, yes.

He'd stolen from him, and his brother
was after him. And that's why he had to

leave the country? That is what he told
me.

Well, we'd better have a chat with them
in the morning, haven't we?

This interview temporarily suspended.

22 .55.

Now then, Ken.

It's Rebecca.

How well did you know her?

How well did you think you knew her?

Hello, would you like pop?

Oh, hello, Ken.

Yes, but there won't be enough profit
for you to go into something else,

Helen, I can clear my debts and have
enough left over to get into something

else.

Harry, Ken's on the phone. He's in the
nick.

He's in the nick. Someone's been shot.

Here you go, Ken.

I'd like no sugar.

Thanks.

I've got some bad news for you, Ken.

What?

Terry Patterson died 20 minutes ago.

Now what I've got is a murder.

What I'm going to find out over the next
few minutes or hours is this.

Am I talking to an accessory?

Or am I talking to a murderer?

Ted, what's going on?

I just got here. Tell me. What's
happened?

Well, Ken found about an hour ago. He
said there'd been a shooting.

Now, he's come in here to make a
statement and they say he's been held.

Not charged?

No, no. He definitely said held.

Have you phoned your solicitor?

Well, Helen was doing that when I left.

What?

OK.

Atchard sniffing around about phone.

And there's someone downstairs.

What, he's brief?

Business associate.

Our child says that the mouthpiece is on
his way.

Well, he ain't going to confess tonight.

Don't matter. We can book him as an
accessory, whatever the lawyer says.

They won't tell me a thing.

Yeah.

Yes, I know.

Look, Helen, let's get some sleep.

All right?

You don't look like the kind of bloke
who's going to jump off the deep end for

bit of nookie.

You want to tell me exactly what she
said to you?

To get you to do it? I did not do it.

I didn't know she was going to do it.

And I'm sick of bloody telling you!

And I'm sick of hearing it.

Ken, is anybody safe? Hey, something's
up. The chief of the superiors just

arrived.

What? You can go.

What?

You're free to go.

Mrs. Patterson was picked up at a
motorway services.

They're bringing her in.

To confess as soon as she heard her
husband had died.

I should want a statement from you, you
know.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah? Yeah, Harry.

Yeah, I'll let them know.

Is he all right?

OK.

Ken's fine.

They're not going to charge him.

Charge him with what?

I don't know.

I've got to ask.

What happened?

Rebecca.

She shot her old man.

Killed him.

Okay.

Oh.

There's no point in knocking around
here, mate.

Leave me, Harry.

Leave me.

Such me, mate.

I

just

can't stop thinking

about you.

No.

I just can't.