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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?