All language subtitles for Boon s05e03 Work Rest And Play

Sometimes I said, yeah, feeling alone.

No one to talk to, I got no telephone.

I hope you've got comprehensive
insurance on that motor.

Will you sign my board, please, will
you?

Yes, all right, all right. Now, we place
one camera here by the main gates,

another here by the ornamental pool, and
the third one back from the main kettle

itself. He wants both doors covered.

Yeah, but why?

I mean, if they can't get into the
grounds, how can they steal his precious

dogs? Faithy, Harry, you need another
camera.

Yeah, I'll give him the price for three.

Well, tell him the truth.

We underestimated.

Appeal to his better nature. He hasn't
got one.

Oh, he can't take four cameras to guard
one dog, surely.

Can he?

Yeah, well, what about here?

Well, that's behind the elm tree.

Look, tell him we'll be right over.
Look, ask him.

Corford Boone Security.

Good morning.

I'll take it myself.

Harry Crawford speaking.

What's so special about this dog?

It's a pedigree afghan. The litter's
worth thousands, apparently.

Why do we need so many cameras?

It's completely paranoid.

Thinks someone's going to nick all the
puppies.

Look, I'll be straight over.

I'm going down to the pub.

Harry? Len, get down to the kennels.

See if you can spot the solution there,
cos I cannot see it through this. You

can't just leave that like that.

He wants it installed now. It's going to
give birth any minute.

That was Bernie, down at the drum.

The Sunday League Football Club.

They've got a problem that I might
actually be able to solve.

What does Harry know about football,
anyway?

More than he does about closed -circuit
television systems, I hope. Or they're

in trouble.

You're not going as well, are you?

I don't know much about trouble, and
quite frankly, I'm not that interested.

Mr Boone?

Yeah?

Welly Conley?

John, I can't thank you enough, Harry.

This week's turned into a real
nightmare.

Smudge between you and me, it's a
delight to get out of that office.

All you've really got to do is make sure
they get there and bring the kit.

Well, no special tactics for a semi
-final.

Win, Harry.

Oh, no problem.

You might try and find cover for the
keeper.

Barry's knee's playing up again. It's a
bit short notice, I'm afraid.

Harry!

Come on, we have to make sure... Rocky!

What are you doing, Harry?

Oh, problem solved, Smudge.

Rocky, I think I've got a job for you.

So what about your hometown?

Dundalk? Nah.

It's only a wee place.

You know, sleepy.

Do you use this?

Yeah, sometimes.

Anyone down here who's got it in for
you? I hardly know anyone. I've only

here six weeks.

Well, somebody must have done it.

A lot of strange folk around, you know.

We see a young guy with a flash car, we
get a bit jealous.

Can't blame them, I suppose.

Yeah, but he's the director.

Aye. Two grand's worth.

Two grand?

Well, that doesn't sound like vandals.

Yeah. I think I need a spot of
protection.

Might be my legs next time.

You looking for a minder?

Just trying to get settled in.

Bob's always saying I need looking
after.

Who?

He's my agent. He's all right. You'll
like him.

Yeah, well, I don't know.

Come on, Ken.

It'll be a laugh.

You can show me Nottingham.

If you'll pay him. Yeah. I ain't got
much on.

Willie, what kept you?

What am I with?

They can't do without you, not vice
versa.

Who's the, um... I'll hire them. He's my
minder.

Oh, nice.

Just remember, half this town is itching
to rip you off.

You sure he's okay?

Yes, he's all right.

Better go and get changed.

And don't let them put you in a kilt.

Hi, Bob Barnett.

I assume Willie's measured me to you.
Hello, Ken Boone. Bit of a circus all

this, Ken, but it helps.

Make sure he's on time next time, OK,
Ken? Yeah, yeah. I didn't realise. Oh,

forget it.

Full -time job minding that one, I'll
tell you.

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

What'll he do?

Well, he'll have to. I mean, he's still
a bit dodgy.

That's yours, Rockley.

Harry, this has been a bit of work,
mate.

I've never been any good at games.

Of course it'll work, Rox. Of course it
will.

This will go on.

I hope you remember to register him.

You don't waste any time, do you?

Oh, you're right there.

Bit of a laddie thou, Willie.

How long you known him?

Not long.

United only signed him three months
back. For a tidy sum and all.

Oh, you're looking at a right little
learner there.

Endorsements, sponsorship, you name it.

Oh, I've got other players on me books.
Two with Forrest and all, but I tell

you, that lad is summer tells.

Once you get your cut, eh?

I have a right to a living. Besides, he
makes sure I earn it.

Anyway. If there's trouble, you can be
sure he'll find it.

So I've heard.

Oh, you mean the car?

Nasty business, that. Nasty business.

Any idea who's behind it?

Only the second one.

Rival supporters out for a prank.

Happens all the time.

I do hope you're right.

Five. Five cameras.

He wants you to take a look.

What do you mean? It has to be the
secretary.

Connie White, good morning.

Is what?

Look, I just don't believe this.

Well, how am I going to register my
keeper by Sunday, then? Eh?

Do you think we need five cameras?

No.

What sort of trouble?

He wouldn't tell me.

Looks a bit of a lost sheep, if you ask
me.

We used to have them in the old place,
the apprentices from the local team.

were like that.

He is no apprentice, love. That boy
earns a fortune.

He can be pretty tough on them, you
know, Ken.

New job, new place, loads of pressure.
All right, all right, don't get me

It's all right. I like him.

Even if he is a footballer?

Even if he is a footballer.

Well, careful with that stuff, Rocky.
You're an athlete now.

It's Amberley Prison we're playing in,
Harry, not right out Madrid.

Open in prisons, here comes the happy
hangman.

Hello, Tom.

Harry's got the list for you.

Can't see much sign of your line -up,
Tom.

Look at the draw, Harry.

We're very hot on security down at
Ambly, you know. Yes, well, you would

It's a bloody prison, isn't it?

I hear you've got a spot of bother with
your star keep.

Well, you know, Tom, we've got ourselves
a new one.

Yeah, reflexes like a cat on heat.

Isn't that right, Rocky?

Ah, well, I hope so, son.

Because my lads don't take prisoners.

Oh, very droll, Tom, very droll.

Between you and me, Swatch, I wish I'd
never taken on this bloody job.

There you go.

Try and get some sleep, won't you, eh?
Good game tomorrow.

Make a fan of you yet?

You've been poking your nose in where
it's not wanted, Mr Boone.

This is a family affair, so just you
keep your nose out of it, right?

I don't know anything about it. Shut it!

All right.

I've got a message for you, Willie.

Either he starts remembering his
manners, or I'll just be his motorized

next time.

Now, do you think he can remember that?
Yeah.

That's good.

I'm glad.

I hate to disturb the peace.

You tell that wee shite.

He's got 24 hours.

I don't have any more warnings this
time.

You see, it's all right for Harry.

I mean, I might actually end up having
to play.

It'll be fun. Oh, yeah, hysterical.

What's the matter?

Well... I just know I'm going to end up
letting everyone down.

It doesn't matter.

It's only the Sunday league.

Try telling that to Harry.

I think he's on his way to Wembley.

Well, he'd better think again.

Anyway, I don't see why I should have to
do his dirty work.

I'll never be able to show my face on
the drum again.

I'll be a laughing stock, I know it.

Look, if it bothers you that much, why
don't you talk to Barry?

No, no, I can't do that.

He's a mate, isn't he?

Yeah.

Well, tell him he's got to play.

Yeah.

Yeah, I might just do that.

Yeah, well, he seemed to know you.

That doesn't mean anything.

Come on, act your age.

I don't like playing games.

I'm not, Ken, honest.

What about that model?

When he says he's got a boyfriend, he's
not going to take too kindly to all

that, is he?

I'm her boyfriend.

We've got a very serious relationship.

Oh, yeah?

How come she has to sneak into the
hotel?

I'm not having it to take this. I bet
you think it's dead easy, don't you?

Sitting down here with a bunch of slimy
southerners in there just waiting for

you to cock it up. Yeah, well, I don't
like being messed about, all right? All

right!

Sorry.

Belinda means a lot to me.

I don't think I could have coped if it
wasn't for her.

You don't believe a word of this, do
you?

You give me one good reason why I should
be there, John.

Yeah, there were complications or
something.

Got an infection.

You reckon he's going to pull through?

I hope so.

Other than Dad doors him.

So you're buying this house for him as
well, eh?

Yeah. He's got one of those wee granny
flats, you know.

Do you think Belinda would leave him
otherwise?

Don't you think it's a bit soon, eh?

Taking on these kind of
responsibilities.

Oh, come on.

I'm a bit erratic about some things.

I've made up my mind about that.

Belinda's the only good thing about
coming down south. Know what I mean?

Right, you're five quid.

Five quid? Five quid.

I don't even want to play.

That's not the point, Rocky. It's the
same for everyone.

Right.

Well, I'm climbing this on expenses.

And you barely ever do this, Guy.

I'm not even playing.

It doesn't make any difference. Come on,
cough up.

Righty. Could I have a little bit of us,
please? Thank you, Dan.

Right, now, you probably all know it.

Kevin Dean has had to pull out the
preparations for this match, but Harry

Crawford's very kindly opted to take
over the running of the team.

It's all yours, Harry.

Right, you lot. It's the big one
tomorrow.

And I want your tiny little minds fixed
on Crawford's three Ps.

Pace, passion, perseverance.

Is that clear?

Oh, it's been a nightmare, Mr. Dune.

The vendor's off to California on
Sunday.

Then they forgot to do the search.

You name it, it's gone wrong.

Yeah, and you've got it all salted out
there, haven't you? Oh, yeah.

You've managed on to it, thank God.

He's even persuaded them to open up
tomorrow so we can do the exchange.

Impressive. Very.

It's a bit bare, maybe.

You'll have it sorted in no time, won't
you, darling?

Oh, I don't know about that.

Well, that's very good.

Bye in a bit, Ken.

It's brilliant.

Your dad'll love it. He's got his own
space, self -contained, and we're here

he needs us.

Is that what you think?

I think Gerard Mad's got his footballer,
will he?

But I love you.

And then when he gets a bit better, we
could bring him out for the day.

Show him what's happened and show him
the work that's been.

Don't.

Willie!

What?

Look, I'm sorry.

You bastard.

Who the hell's she, Willie?

That was nothing, Ken. That was my wife.

I just thought you'd let me know.

I didn't know I could follow you down
here, Ken. Honestly, I didn't.

And that bloke who threatened me, that's
her old man.

I thought you told me Dundalk was a
quiet place.

All right, then.

Tony's a bookie for Glasgow.

Terrific.

Sorry.

Not me you should be apologising to, is
it?

The virus coming here doesn't change
anything.

It meant everything I said about
Belinda.

You sure?

Eh? No more women turning up on the
doorstep?

I hope not.

Well, you'd better get back in, then,
wouldn't you?

Sort it out with Belinda.

Go on then, I'll get you off for the
match.

What about the mad glass we didn't
bookie?

No, we can't go back to the hotel. I'll
think of something.

Thanks.

Hey, Willy. What?

Do me a favour. Score a goal this
afternoon, won't you?

Show me you can get something, right?

I'm fine. I can't. But why not, Barry? I
mean, you don't look very injured to

me. I'm not injured, you daft pat.

You just said that... I had a haircut
when I was 18.

I did some time in the nick, OK? I might
need someone I know.

Does Harry know about this?

Of course he doesn't. And you're not
going to tell him either.

I wouldn't dream of it, Barry.

Right.

Ken.

I think I've found her.

You sure it's her?

Well, I think so. She's... She's just
sitting there.

All right, now stay with her, OK?

I'll get there as soon as I can.

All right?

Fine.

I appreciate it, Cara.

I only hope he behaves himself. Oh,
don't worry, Kenny. He'll be safe here.

I'll keep an eye on him.

Bless you.

Go on, laddie, mate.

What do you want? Sort it out. With
three cameras?

Yeah, no problem. Go on.

It all went fine at first. He'd call as
often as he ever did.

And then he stopped.

I tried to get a hold of him. I even
called that bloody agent of his.

So you knew something was up?

Well, he's no angel.

I'm wise enough to know that.

I'm daft enough to put up with it.

I wasn't surprised to see him with his
little tat.

Did he tell your old man about it?

Oh, God, no.

I was upset he drew his own conclusions.

Look, do you think if you talked to him,
he'd lay off?

I doubt it.

Well, I'm just the wee woman in his
eyes.

What'll he do now?

Break his legs, I shouldn't wonder.

But he's living in the Stone Age.

It's not like it was in our day,
Smudger.

I mean, Stanley Matthews had to dub in
his own boots.

I mean, it's all got out of proportion.
I take this management lock.

I mean, you'd think they were the ones
who were sticking the ball in the back

the net, the way they go on.

You seem pretty confident all of a
sudden, Harry.

Well, I manage people for a living,
Smudge.

I should be able to manage a football
team.

I'd love to hear you say that to Cluffy.

Now, by all accounts, Cluffy and I have
a very similar approach to the problems

of man management, which is interesting,
really.

Well, that should take care of him just
for the moment.

Don't you think we should tell the
police?

He is being threatened.

It's up to Willie.

I'll have a word with Barnett.

I don't think it's going to be just the
car next time.

What about William? Don't let her do
anything silly.

Use the boat if you need to.

Okay.

Got the address?

Yeah, somewhere.

Oh, really? I know where it is.

Don't be late.

It's been difficult getting them to open
up on us Sunday.

I'm buying a house, Bob.

I'm not going to miss that for a long
lie, am I?

Probably.

So you went through it all with them,
did you?

Of course I did.

Title deeds, banker's draft, agent's
fees, the lot.

And did he pay attention?

What do you think?

Yeah,

can you get me a number?

I'm having a bit of trouble here.

415183. Yeah.

You can't help feeling that this is not
distracting you.

It's going to be your little thing.

Sorry?

It's what?

Disconnected.

All right, love. Bye.

Harry, for God's sake.

What are you doing that for?

Because this is supposed to be an
office, remember?

You want to relax, mate?

Sharpens the mind, this.

Tell me about it.

Yeah, it's all going on, Ken. All
ticking away up there.

Team selection, tactics.

The subtleties of the noble art.

That's boxing, Harry.

Same thing when it comes to some of the
fans, Ken, isn't it?

Anyway, what's the big problem?

Willie Connolly.

Well, he's got a manager, hasn't he?
Can't he sort it out?

If I could find him.

Aye, aye.

Someone's got their days mixed up.

No.

Extra training, Ken.

Extra training.

He's a bit keen, isn't he? Well,
wouldn't you be?

Brother Rooks, let's get started, mate.

Listen, Harry, I've been thinking about
it. No, there's no time for thinking,

mate. Instinct. Instinct is what counts.

All the great ones at it, you know.

Gatfield, Gordon, Banks, Kirk, Williams,
everybody.

On the floor, Rocky, go down on it.

I hope you realise how much this hurts,
Harry Crawford. Hurts, hurts, of course

it hurts.

You never heard Frank Swift complain of
the pain?

Who's Frank Swift?

Excuse me, love. Do you work for Mr
Barnack?

No, I work for Loxley's.

You know, the flat people.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Well, do you know where
I can find Mr Barnett? Down the end,

second on the left.

You won't have much luck, mind.

They moved all their stuff out
yesterday.

There's a new lot coming in on Monday.

Do you need me to forward an address?

Not that I know of.

You could always try the door.

Yeah, thanks.

Good about their calling.

Ah, gripper. On account of his grip.

It's like a vice.

He's doing three years for grievous
bodily harm right now. What position

play then, Tom?

He's number nine.

Looks like your timing will have to be
critical then, Rox.

Oh.

Now then, let me get this straight.

You're betting me around that you can
drink these two points before I can

these two scotches.

Yeah.

It must be Matt's son.

I've been around a bit, you know.

Yeah, well, give me a head start. I'll
drink one, and then you start.

Yeah, OK.

There's only one rule.

You're not allowed to touch the other
person's glass.

Yeah, that's fine by me.

Hey, Smudge. Hi. Would you come and see
this for me?

Right then, go on.

Honey,

look. Not really, no.

What about Willard's agent?

I went to his office. They said he'd
left yesterday.

Left?

He only moved there six weeks ago.

I remember when I tried to call him, I
had terrible trouble getting through.

The secretary told me he hadn't been
there long enough to be in their life.

I'm beginning to have my doubts about
this Bob Barnett bloke.

Well, I mean, why bother?

Well, he's his bread and butter.

Exactly.

They're imagining things.

Anyway, Kenny, it's not your problem.

If he wants to make a fool of himself,
then that's his lookout.

Yeah, but he's employing me to protect
him.

You have an offering himself.

What does that mean?

Well... Right.

Out like you like.

I quite like him, Harry.

Did you talk to his agent?

No. I'll talk to him tomorrow. I just
need some proof.

I mean, Barnett reckons he's got some
forest players on his books.

Maybe I'll try there.

Can't do any harm.

You're both soft in the head, if you ask
me.

Get that for me, Rocky, will you, Rocky?

And if it's the kennels, tell them I'm,
you know.

Hello?

Uh, no, I'm afraid he's not here.

Well, yeah, I'm sure he got the message.

Wrong guy.

That's the trouble with people, Rocky.

They take things far too seriously.

Now, take my advice, Rox.

Work hard, play hard, but don't let it
get you down.

I thought you were going to pick him up.

Well, I was going to.

What with all his... Donnie bit me.

I suppose you know where he's staying,
huh?

Not exactly, no.

I don't believe this.

He's our passport out of here. All you
had to do was look after him. Look, he's

with Mr Boone, all right?

Oh, Boone. Oh, that's all we need.

He promised he'd be here on time.

Well, Willie's not exactly punctual, is
he?

Cut, Bob.

He's talked about nothing else for the
last three weeks.

I don't know. That Boone, he's not as
dumb as he looks. Trust me.

I should know.

All right.

Don't rub it in.

It'll be fine.

You did that.

You get that serious look again, Ken?

Well, a bit convenient, isn't it?

He sets that place up, starts working
for you, then six weeks later he's

on. Maybe it was damp.

Oh, come on, be serious, son.

This is not a game.

I'm being serious.

He's done all right for me.

Well, how did you find him? Was he
recommended?

I don't know how it works.

He found me, if you must know.

He did the deal for me, got me an extra
12%. Well, how do you know he's not

going to take his money and run? He's a
big -time agent. He's got a lot of

players in his book.

So he says.

Listen, I hired you as a minder, not as
a bloody wet nurse. I can look after

myself.

Could have fooled me.

And Miss Parsons, she'll be joining us
shortly?

As far as I know, Mr Knight, yes.

Well, I must say, it's a little
irregular.

A cash purchase for a third party.

They're in love, Mr Knight.

You know how it is.

These footballers see a pretty girl.

Ah, Miss Parsons, I take it. That's
right.

Hello, Mr Barnett.

Hello. No fan of Willie yet?

Right, that's a lot.

Now, come on, let's get going. We're
late.

You're a linesman, sure, Harry?

No, no, no, we've got a linesman.

Freddie Shreves. Have you seen him?

Well, no. Where the hell is he?

Sooking, I'd say.

He was dropped last week. Well, of
course he was. You told me he was

Oh, didn't you film him?

Well, no. What should I have done?

Oh, like I say, Harry, it's a question
of man -management.

I don't know why you're going on about
it. He's the least of my worries.

Trouble. No.

Why don't you just go down there and
talk to him? You've got to be joking.

He's a nutter.

Willie! Excuse me.

Hey, excuse me.

This establishment's closed for the
general public. It's our door. Come back

down. Come on, you're right.

Take it easy.

I'm not going anywhere.

Morning. Morning, Mr Crawford. Nice to
see you.

Is he all right?

I'm not sure.

I hope so. He's with Harry.

At the match?

Yeah, safest place for him. Did you
manage to talk to him about Bob Barnum?

Before we got interrupted.

And? Well, he wasn't exactly in the mood
for a lecture.

I've got a meeting and I'm late already.
I'm buying a bloody house, Harry. And

we've got a match to play.

I'm sorry, but our lives don't revolve
around your mistakes. There must be some

way you can get me out. I'm nothing to
do with your Mickey Mouse football team.

Look, if you can get past Johnny out
there, yes, off you go.

Otherwise, shut it, because I'm busy.
What am I supposed to do then?

Couldn't make yourself useful, I
suppose, could you?

You think you could manage that?

Hey, Tom, listen.

He's got some sort of appointment.

Is there any chance he can just, you
know, slip out?

What do you think this is, Tesco's? No,
no, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

But haven't you got a back gate or
anything?

He'd still need an escort.

And I haven't got a man free until after
this game.

I'm sorry, Harry.

Well, I can't make him come back to you,
can I?

His mind's made up.

If there's Bob Barnett's taking him for
a raid, it's worth a try, Ken.

I mean, if we had some proof he was up
to something.

Yeah, but what?

Well, it's the other players for a
start, and then there's the hospital.

Look, if I got anything on this Barnett
bloke, I mean, what good would it do

him? It might make Willie see sense.

It wouldn't do any good. There's no
point.

I mean, it's your problem, isn't it?

You and Willie.

I don't want to get involved in a
domestic row.

I'm not asking you to. I just don't want
to see Willie get hurt, that's all.

It's worth a try, Ken.

If this barnet is bent, what's stopping
him from doing it to somebody else?

Please, Mr Boone.

Yeah, all right.

All right.

It's the last time, OK?

And you would see it our way in the end.

Go on, Jimmy Mason!

Is that a bloody dollar who needs him?

Mr Barnett, he will be here soon, I
trust.

It has already gone half past and I'm
quite sure my client has better things

do with these Sundays.

Any minute now, Mr Knight.

Don't you worry.

Cheer up, Tom. They might improve.

Harry, please, I promise to be
somewhere. You've got to get me out of

How?

I'm a professional football player. I
don't need this. Look, there are 22

trying to play a match out there. Try
thinking of somebody else for a change.

What happens if it's nil -nil? Extra
time.

Right, come on, lads. Gather round me,
please.

Excuse me, love. I wonder if you know
what happened to the bloke in that bed

over there?

Parsons, I think.

Parsons? I don't think we have anyone by
that name.

The far -back?

Mr Johnson.

He passed away, I'm afraid, the other
night.

Passed away?

I'm sorry, were you a relative?

No, no, no, just an acquaintance.

If you could just bear with me a moment,
I think I know where I might find him.

This is highly irregular, Mr Barnett.

Highly irregular?

I know, I know. I'm as eager as you are
to get this sorted out.

We could take my car.

Well, I'll have to have a word with my
client.

If you could.

Belinda, we can't keep this on forever.

He doesn't sign today. We could end up
with sweet F .A. Five in the wall,

Five!

Five!

That's five!

Five, right!

No, left! You've left a gap, son.

Where?

There, by the little fellow on the
right.

They happen sometimes.

Never mind, Harry. They're still team.

Not enough, Willie.

Not enough.

Is he back yet?

Maybe I should have a word with Willie.

Well, he might listen to me.

I think we should work for Ken.

We could go down the drum, if you like.

Work for them there.

Get out!

Go for it, Ronson! Go for it!

Yeah!

I've no mind, aye.

Not long now.

Did you see that?

Did you see it?

They should put a year on his sentence
for that.

Better get one of the subs warmed up.

We haven't got any subs.

I don't believe this.

Well, don't just stand there. Get your
tracksuit off.

What?

It shouldn't be long now, Mr Barnett.
I've been expecting them for a while.

Are you sure?

Well, you know what they're like after a
match. Anything could happen,

especially if they win.

Any minute now, Mr Knight. Any minute
now.

And, er... Right, then. Ogger first,
then

Gazza, and then Teddy Bullard. In that
order. OK?

Harry, are you sure that's a good idea?

It's my duty, Rocky.

As a player manager.

Right, lads. We know what to do.

You'll have Hayes, Lewis, Childs.

That's order.

Hey,

Rocky. What?

Put your hat down in the right -hand
corner and then dive in that direction.

Do it!

It's 1466, all right?

You're just saying that because you
can't stand the thought of me and

being happy.

I'm saying it because I care about you,
Willie. It's a bit convenient, isn't it?

Nobody says a word about Bob till you
turn up, then suddenly he's as bent as a

three -pound note.

I'm just asking you to be careful.

At least wait till Ken gets back.

I understand why you're doing this,
love.

I know how you must feel. Do you think
I'm... I find this fun, Willie.

Do you?

Do you think I get a kick out of playing
the poor wee wife to a load of total

strangers?

I could have left after I saw you.

I could have been on the train, but I
stayed.

Because I thought even if you are a
spineless git most of the time, this

maybe it wasn't all your fault.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

But I know what I want.

No point lying to you about that.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr Barnett, but it's
long past my lunchtime. Mr Knight, can I

get you another drink?

I have a word with you, Bob.

Willie, where have you been? You've kept
Mr Knight waiting.

It's important.

All right.

Just providing it's a quick one.

Now, what's up?

I've not been thinking.

I'm not sure it's such a good idea,
signing the house over in Bollinger's

Look, Willie, we've been through all
this before. If you don't decline, Moira

will be entitled to her share of the
house, and there'll be nothing you can

about it.

Good, good, right?

Look,

you like Belinda.

You trust her, right? Yeah, sure.

Can you agree it makes sense
financially? Of course.

Look, Willie, I can't lead your life for
you.

It's your decision.

You've asked my advice. It's up to you
whether you listen.

Yeah, I... I just get comfy as I put it
on.

Hell, it's a big step.

It's understandable, right?

It looks like he's going to go ahead and
buy the house.

It's mine. It's made up.

It won't do any good.

I wish I knew where Ken was.

It's not like him to let us down.

Poor girl.

Well, it's their problem.

She did draw it.

Come on, I'll get you a drink. There's
nothing we can do.

Right then, Mr Connolly.

Now, I've got a bank of draft here for
the purchase if you care to propose.

Thanks. Now, if you'll just sign here,
Mr Connolly, and here.

Willie. You be careful. You've read the
small print, young man.

Don't make a balls of it.

Hey, Ken tells me, Mr Barnett, you're
looking after some of my players.

It's news to me.

So what about Barnett and his lady
friends?

Up to their knees in trouble by now.

You must think I'm daft going back to
him after all this.

No, I don't.

Well, I don't know.

Perhaps he has learnt a lesson, I don't
know.

Well, I doubt it, Mr Boone.

I doubt it.

Now, young Connolly, you do know how
lucky young man you are, don't you?

do, Brian.

Thanks.

Do you?

Hey, this is not a playground anymore.
This is serious business.

This is work.

Ask Mr Crawford.

Oh, it is quite definitely, Brian. Yes,
definitely.

Thank you.

It's okay, Dad. I think we should talk
before you do anything.

Listen to you.

I think Mr. McGregor wants your
autograph, Brian.

Oh, my pleasure, sir.

Well, you need a bit of perspective in
life, Ken.

Things sort themselves out, you know, if
you let them.

I mean, take this business to the
kennel, Steve.

What the bloody hell's all this?

He didn't want it.

What?

What about the pedigree puppies or the
priceless Afghans? Well, I just put all

the cameras up and he comes out and
tells me that she's just given birth.

He thought they were Afghans, but it
turns out they weren't Afghans after

Some other dog must have got to her.

You mean I...

What does he expect us to do with all
this?

Let alone the hours we've spent at his
bloody kennels.

Funny how life has a way of sorting
things out, doesn't it, Harry?