All language subtitles for Boon s05e11 Best Left Buried.eng

Sometimes I said, yeah, feeling alone No

one to talk to, I got no telephone

I'm very pleased with the way you've
handled the St. Mungo's development,

Very pleased indeed.

Oh, that's very kind of you, Donald.

In my experience, the security business
attracts... How should I put it?

Disreputable characters.

Disreputable characters?

Cowboys, Harry. I think that's the term.

Oh, cowboys.

I'll be frank with you, Harry.

Bannerman Construction is about to
embark on several new projects.

Municipal projects, Harry.

I'd like to think that I'd found a
security firm I could rely on.

Donald, please, please.

Allow me.

Well, that's very nice of you, Harry.

Thank you.

Gordon! Benny, it's partly up there.

Damn it.

What's the matter?

I've gone and lost one of my rockers.

That serious, is it?

Terminal. Here, bring that inspection
lamp right here.

Oh, God.

But does he like it?

The security job, I mean.

Yeah, I think so.

Well, the entity doesn't, but, you know,
Frank.

Yeah.

A man of few words, your brother.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait.
Look, let me get this straight.

Now, there's been an earth movement down
at the site, right?

And they've uncovered these statues from
a monastery, right? And there's this

woman. We've had three complaints
already, Rocky.

She's a what?

A conservationist?

Yes, well, never mind about that. I
mean, just tell her to move.

Nobody was there to unload them. What do
you mean? Well, I don't know anything

about it, do I?

That was Colin.

She's what?

Yes, well, I'm coming right over.

Look, if you see Ken by any chance, tell
him to meet me down at Bannerman's.

Pronto. Oh, he's lost his rockers.

What's up with him?

I think he's found himself a woman.

A rocker?

She's been sitting there all morning,
Ken.

She wants to see the ruins that they
found down in the crypt.

But she won't go till she does. Exactly.

I mean, Tom has money in the building
trade, you know.

Good looking, though, isn't she?

Hey, I don't care if she looks like Lady
Bloody Godiva. We've got to get rid of

her. Does Bannerman know about all this?
No, of course he doesn't.

Hey, go on. Go and have a word with her.

Me?

Oh, she won't bite you.

She might.

Oh, all right, Ken. If you won't do it,
then, uh...

All right, I'll have to call the police.

And you can hear a pin drop in this
auditorium now.

He's taken his time.

He knows this match has reached a
critical phase as Rocky Cassidy

long red.

One mistake now and, oh, and he won't be
pleased with that one.

I thought you hated snooker, Rocky.

I do. Well, I did.

I'm kind of... I'm kind of getting used
to it now, you know.

So what brought this on?

Well, I don't know.

Well, rack them up, then.

All right.

I thought you had classes today, anyway.

So?

I'm spending it with you instead.

But I have every right to demonstrate,
Sergeant. Yes, you do, Mr... Butler.

Freda Butler.

Department of Archaeology, Nottingham
University.

As long as you play by the rules.

Now, here are the rules.

You will find your demonstration at the
pavement by the gates.

If you continue to stay here, you'll be
obstructing the free passage of vehicles

on the public highway.

And you'll be arrested.

If you refuse to comply with that
request, you'll be obstructing me.

And that, too, is an arrest.

Now, do I make myself clear on this?
Yes, you do, Sergeant.

And, uh...

You'll bear out what I've just told the
lady, Mr. Crawford? Certainly will,

officer. Good. Well, any more problems,
get in touch.

Detective Sergeant McKinley. Bye -bye.

Thank you.

We were wondering how you got here so
quick.

I have my contacts.

My suspicions as far as Bannerman
Construction is concerned.

Contacts? Thank God there are some
people who still care about our national

heritage.

Well, what do you think's down there?

If I was allowed to go in, I might be
able to tell you.

According to the city register, there
was a Cistercian monastery on this site.

That is, until it was destroyed by
Henry.

Henry? The Eighth, Mr Crawford.

Three nil.

Thanks, Rocky.

Same again.

It's your money, love.

This is costing a bloody fortune, you
know. I just want my mother to try,

all. But you keep losing, don't you?

How about a bit of cash on this one?

Fine by me.

Tenner, OK?

Trish.

Cool.

We're not troublemakers.

But we're here to stop Donald Bannerman
defecating our national heritage for the

sake of profit.

I'm not late, am I, Ken?

No.

It just startled me, that's all.

Creepy, isn't it?

Eh?

That thing.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Yeah, you keep your eyes out of them,
won't you?

Good night, Ken.

Good night.

You didn't have to end quick.

Sir? I didn't have 10 quid. No?

Well, supposing you'd lost?

I didn't, did I?

Well, that's precisely the point, isn't
it? Supposing you had done, and we

didn't have the money to pay that bloke,
we'd have looked a right couple of

nanas.

Harry, I've just had Donald Bannerman on
the phone.

Apparently there's been some vandalism
at the site.

Vandalism? Yeah, he didn't sound very
pleased.

Who was on guard last night?

Bertie's brother, Frank.

Oh, right. I think Mr Bannerman wants to
see you straight away, Harry.

What?

Oh, good. A cup out of these.

Ken's office.

Deliberate sabotage.

The misguided actions of a small group
of fanatics, no doubt, but a nuisance,

nevertheless. Wouldn't you agree?

Oh, yes, sir.

It's most inconvenient.

Ah, Jack.

You know Mr. Fentiman, Harry?

Harry.

Now, give us a call, Mr. Bannerman, when
you've made up your mind.

I most certainly will.

Donald, I don't want to pry, but I must
take it that you've been discussing

security with Mr. Fentman. What else,
Harry?

He may be an opera, as a matter of fact.

A very attractive opera for the contract
on my sights.

I'll turn him down, of course.

Of course, of course.

Look, I can assure you that if CBS is in
any way afoot, I personally... I'm sure

you will, Harry.

The F in CBS stands for security,
doesn't it?

Yes. I'd hate to think the CB stood for
cowboy.

And, of course, Fentiman shows up.

Red rag to a bull, eh?

I'd rather sit outside the place with a
shotgun.

And here's me thinking you two got on so
well.

Now, seriously, Ken.

It doesn't make us look very good, does
it?

All the students.

Tramping all over this property that
we're supposed to keep private.

We don't know it was them yet.

No, but if it was them, I'd like to find
out.

Have a word with that conservationist,
you know.

I mean, she's got that kind of
temperament to do something balmy like

A lot of fuss over a hole in the ground,
if you ask me.

Anyway, check her out.

Yeah, I'll be happy to.

Hey, and while you're at it, sack
Bertie's brother, all right?

All right.

All right, I'll do it.

Oh, no, come on.

I mean, that place was unprotected.

All right, I know he's no genius, but, I
mean, he was inside the chapel. He

couldn't have heard anything.

All right.

All right.

Yeah, it's made it simple.

Smith, you know why I've come?

Yeah. Does Bertie know?

That's neither here nor there. You fell
asleep on the job, mate.

And I'm here to tell you you're bloody
lucky still to have one.

I didn't fall asleep. I sleep during the
day.

Yeah, it's all right. You didn't fall
asleep.

You know what I mean, don't you? Any
more cock -ups like that, you won't have

job at all. Do you understand?

It wasn't my fault.

No one else to blame, old son.

What about the people at Diddy?

You didn't see them, did you?

Oh.

Right, well, you make sure you do next
time, otherwise it'll be the last time.

Come on, you've got a clock on.

One hour. I'll give you a lift.

What, on your motorbike?

Yeah.

Yeah, on my motorbike.

Come on.

Easy come, easy go.

I thought I told you.

Last frame, lad. I think you're up for
it. Why shouldn't I be?

I thought you might be past your
bedtime.

We'll play the last one for 30 quid, OK?

You're on.

So you lost the first three, right?

Yeah. Won the next.

Lost again.

Then upped the bet.

Something like that. That's a forfeit,
love.

And another 30 quid. Plus the tenner you
took me for yesterday.

What's going on? I warned you, love. I
don't want no hustling here.

Chris, you'd better give him the money
back.

I haven't got it, Rocket.

Wouldn't have thought twice about doing
us over, you know. Oh, Tom, it's all

right. I've never been so frightened in
all my life.

It's a bit libelous, isn't it?

No. It's obvious Bannerman's trying to
block the preservation order.

It times money to a man like him.

A proper excavation could take months.

How many months?

How do I know? I don't even know what's
down there.

OK, come on.

You've got the authority.

No.

Come in.

The bike.

Of course, you know Fannerman holds you
responsible for sabotaging the equipment

last night.

Good. That means I'm annoying him.

Were you responsible?

What is it?

Death, Mr Boone.

The sands of time and all that.

It's fantastic.

I suppose you could let me down here
tomorrow, set up some more lights.

What, I'm bringing my fish supper and
all?

I'm telling you, Harry, it is not Frida.

Are you sure about that, Ken?

I mean, she is a very attractive woman,
isn't she?

I'm absolutely bloody certain, all
right. Yeah, all right, all right.

It's just that if this happens again...
Yeah, it might ruin your cosy little

deal with Bannerman. It's not a cosy
little deal, Ken. It's our bloody

And I don't like leaving it in the hands
of a half... Ken.

Mr Crawford.

I just want to thank you.

For not sacking Frank.

Yes, well, I can thank Ken for that.

There aren't many people who'd give him
a chance, let alone a second one, and he

knows it.

Here, come on, Bernie.

Don't you worry, mate.

Sorry about this, Dad.

I'm well aware of what they want, but
I'm not interested.

Perhaps you can offer some explanation
as to how.

Well?

Well, it looks like someone's just
opened the valve.

Someone?

Well, at least it wasn't a leak.

It's a little late to play the sleuth,
Mr. Boone.

What sort of business are you running?

Hiring a half -wit to guard the place.

He's not a half -wit.

He's no longer hired.

And neither are you.

boys.

Harry, it's Ken.

Rocky!

What am I going to do with these?

What's this?

Well, it's an entry form, isn't it?

Okay. Well, there's prize money and
everything.

It's not a point.

Oh, come on, Trish. It's a competition.
I need a standard chance. You know you

do. There's just one problem.

What?

I left me few at the club last night.

See ya. See ya.

Right.

Yes, I do know what this means to
Crawford for his security.

Look, Ben.

I'll kill you if I get anywhere near
him.

So you sack him, all right? You sack
him.

Morning, Harry.

Oh, you work fast, don't you? And
efficiently, which is why this site is

being guarded by Fentiman security.

I've no dimwits on my books, Harry.

Looks like you've gone and upset
everyone this morning, Harry.

I beg your pardon?

Are you seriously accusing us? I'm
accusing nobody.

any accusations to be made, I wouldn't
put it past you to have sabotaged the

find. You're a witness to that
allegation, officer.

Now, will you please get these people
off my property?

People like that have no respect for our
national... It's nice of you to make

it, Harry.

I cannot pretend I'm not disappointed,
Harry.

Very disappointed.

Morning.

Listen, lad, I've no choice about last
night.

I'm sorry.

I'm not opposed to a spot of gambling
behind my back, but that bird of yours

hustled half my membership.

Yeah, yeah, I understand that. I just
came by to pick up a cue, that's all.

There you go.

I didn't hear anything.

Because you were asleep.

I had a couple of pints before I came
home.

I did warn you, Frank, eh? That's why I
was asleep.

Yeah. Leave it alone, Frank. You'll make
it worse.

I've told him he needs a tetanus jab.

He won't go.

Right.

Well, I'm off. You'd better pick up your
cards tomorrow, OK?

See you, Bertie.

Yeah, yeah, right.

Your brother's right, you know. You
ought to get a jab for that.

Don't worry. I'll make him go, Ken.

Right.

You've lost your job, haven't you?

What the hell am I going to do with you,
Frank?

There were only old statues.

You big daft pellock.

Oh, come on. I mean, there must be
someone.

There's plenty.

He's finding someone with clout.

Well, isn't there anyone you can
recommend?

Des Riley's in town, I hear.

Who's he?

You don't follow, snooker.

Riley's a name. Won the championship a
few years back.

But it's not him you want.

It's his manager, Mickey Tucker.

Get him to have a look at her.

Well, um, how do we get on with him,
then?

Oh, sorry.

You think Mickey Tucker and I are on
first names?

Try the phone book.

Yeah. OK, thanks.

Er, Derek?

I don't suppose there's any chance I
could borrow a cue, is there?

Please. He's done it before, so there's
no reason why he shouldn't do it again.

Ken?

Ken?

Professor Butler's just dropped in to
give us her theory.

Oh, what's all that about then, Frida?

Well, Bannerman did it. Not with his own
grubby hands, of course, but he gave

the order.

But the point is, can you prove it?

I would have thought that was your job.

We can't pursue it any more.

We haven't got the contract any more.

Don't you want it back?

Oh, life's too short to be crying over
spilt milk.

Is that what you think?

Well, yeah, I do, actually.

Upward, onward.

Right.

I can see I'm wasting my time here.

What do you think?

I think we'd be made to look a pair of
Charlies.

And I'm buggered if I'm going to sit
down under it.

That's exactly what I thought.

What else do you think?

I think it was that Frank.

play a game here.

Sorry. Oh, great.

Not so great, I'm afraid.

Oh, fuck.

Hang on.

What's that?

I'm alone. I'm looking down at that.
Have a look at it.

How did you manage that?

I don't know. I guess I'm just naturally
charming.

It's brilliant, Rocky.

I've had two cancellations, two big
contracts dropped in the last 24 hours.

That's more than I've ever dropped in
the last few months. And you're telling

it's all because of Frank? You know
that.

I'm not saying he did it off his own
back, right? That's the whole point. I

he's a bit backward, but he could have
been got at.

Well, who got at him? We heard that
Frieda's theory, didn't you?

Bannerman? Yeah.

Oh, no.

Come off it.

Donald's done a great deal for his firm
over the last year.

Oh, yeah?

Then he dropped us, eh? A lot of
potatoes.

Unless he had the equipment done so that
he could blame the demonstrators.

No -one in their right mind could blame
them for that flood.

Oh, well, there you have it.

What?

Sweet bugger all.

Still got Frank.

Where does that get us? There must be a
connection, Harry.

Oh, there's a connection, all right,
Ken.

And whatever happens...

Our firm's going to end up with mud all
over its face.

Jack!

Harry!

I must say, I never took you for the
campaigning type.

Jack, I'm losing contracts over all
this, and I've been bad -mouthed all

town by persons unknown, and I think
it's you. Harry.

Bannerman's with bad luck for you and
good luck for me, but I don't have to

badmouth you to compete with you. Well,
I can't think of anybody else. What

about your chum, Bannerman?

After all, he is holding you responsible
for all this.

Well, that's as may be.

But if it came to a toss -up between the
two of you, I know which one I'd pick.

Harry, if you're stupid enough to take
these allegations any further, I suggest

you write to my solicitor.

Do you know something, Harry?

You should take better care of yourself.

Keep an eye on the blood pressure.

At your age, you never know.

You should be all right there. I'm
sorry.

Mr. Tucker.

You're Mr.

Cassidy. That's my death.

Your secretary said it was important.

Well, it is, yeah.

Let me have it again.

The place Nuka.

Well, no, Mr Tucker, I don't.

Your kid brother?

No, it's a friend of mine, see.

She's just turned 19.

She's very good.

No, she's excellent.

And she needs an agent, and that's
why... That's why you blagged an

with me.

Yeah.

See, she's playing in an amateur
competition on Saturday... I get a lot

requests like this, Mr Cassidy.

And Saturday's a fuck for fun.

Well... Maybe you should come along
later.

Do you mean she gets in the final?

Another one's just found up.

Another client?

Yeah.

That's three.

Three in one morning.

It's a stitch -up can, I'm convinced of
it.

And you think Bannerman's involved?

Well, I don't know, do I?

If this keeps up, Barry, we're going to
be in trouble.

Well, it's not a question of it keeping
up, Ken.

We're in trouble now.

I lost my job.

Well, of course you lost your job,
Frank. You were asleep on it. I wasn't

asleep. You know that. I know that.

I hope we're the only ones who do know,
Frank. I didn't tell anybody.

That's what, boy.

It's just that I can't get any social
security for two weeks.

Well, you can pick up your papers from
the office. You'll get a severance pay.

I don't want to see them.

Not after what I did.

I'd feel bad if I saw them.

That's your decision, isn't it?

I want some money.

You've had your money, Frank. I want
some more money. Keep it down. I want

more money or I'm... Or what?

Nothing.

You're a cheeky boy, Frank.

You're a big sore spot.

All right, but not here, eh?

After you, Frank.

What would be fair?

What?

Name your price.

A hundred pounds.

What about 150?

Seems like you lost the job.

Thanks. You're welcome, friend.

If you or nothing me again, I'll break
your spine.

In fact, if you come near me again, I'll
break your spine.

Have you got that?

You're half -witted slag.

Frank.

You all right?

Stupid bloody question.

Who did it, Frank?

Frank, now you've got to tell me who did
it, or you're going to be out on your

ear.

You'll be all alone again like you were
before, you understand?

McKinley.

Who's McKinley?

He's a policeman.

He gave me money and then he hit me.

What was the money for, Frank?

You caused the flood on the site, didn't
you?

Sabotaged the equipment for him, eh,
Frank?

Ken?

What's happened?

He said he'd tell Mr Crawford about the
forklift and I'd lose my job.

Ken, I... Yeah, yeah, look, stay here,
Frank.

You'll be OK, mate.

Sit tight.

It's just like I said, Harry.

Frank could easily be got at.

Ventiman's security consultant,
Detective Sergeant McKinley, has got at

Harry, um... Frank got the sack from his
last job.

He was being teased and he lost his
temper and he smashed up the warehouse

his forklift.

They didn't prosecute.

But he was arrested.

He's been scared of the police, ever
think?

Should have told me about it.

What do you think, Ken?

Well, I think we've been stitched up. He
was obviously scared out of his life.

Sabotaged the equipment.

Caused a flood in the crypt.

Just to make Crawford burn security,
look, don't I?

I bet this isn't the first contract that
Fentiman's novelled.

Do you reckon he'll, um...

Well, he'd be prepared to make a
complaint against that copper.

They'll never believe him, Ken.

It'd be Frank's word against Fentiman
and the police.

Anyway, I don't see what good it'll do.

As Fentiman's the bloke we want to pin
it on, Frank's all we've got, Harry.

There's got to be some way of catching
Fentiman at it.

I'll take it you're talking entrapment.

Set a thief to catch a thief?

Trouble is, I don't know any thieves.

Yes, but we both know a certain security
guard, though, don't we?

You're living dangerously, Bertie.

I've got friends who would turn you
inside out, is the paper to me. I'm sure

have.

Frank told me about your friends.

What else did he tell you?

Everything. Look.

One more cock -up at Crawford Boone
Securities and all their contracts will

up for grabs.

Really?

And I've got just a cock -up that'll do
it.

A stack of high -fives and VCRs in their
warehouse.

And a security guard who isn't a moron.

I see.

But I want more than just my share of
the profits. I want a job with you when

they've gone under.

If you think I'm rushing into this,
you're a bigger moron than your brother.

I've been... Take your time.

The stuff is being shipped out on
Monday.

Bertie, can you keep that brother of
yours quiet?

That all depends.

Oh, you look... Brilliant!

Why am I so nervous?

I don't know.

Nerves, I suppose.

Sounds like you're on.

Tell me I've got nothing to lose.

So, we're all set to go, then.

Bertie's going to let them into the
warehouse about midnight.

You've been investigating him all along,
haven't you?

Not me personally.

I see.

Well, if we call it off, Bertie's got
something explaining to do, eh?

Bertie's taken a big enough risk as it
is.

McKinley's no fool.

You may have saved us from legwork,
Kent.

I hope for hell you have.

I do hope you're all right.

Are we all set, then? Yeah.

Fentiman took the bait. With any luck,
we can nobble that copper, too.

Ken, I'm not out to save the bloody
world.

I'm just out to salvage our good name.

All right? Yes, yes. All right, Harry.
All right.

38.

But you said he was going to turn up.

Yeah, well, I thought he was.

Birdie? Tim?

You all right?

Yeah, yeah. Come on up.

Are you all right?

I said I'm ill.

Yes, but are you all right?

Well, since you're asking, I'm bloody
petrified, mate.

You want a cup of tea?

Yeah.

I do appreciate this, you know.

And Harry does.

Yeah, well, um...

I'm not doing it for you.

Not entirely.

Oh, I know.

Frank didn't have to tell us what he
knew.

He did it because he's my brother and
because he was ashamed.

And if I hear one more person call him a
moron, I'll... Hey, hey.

It's all right.

It's a long story, Ken, but one day I'll
tell you all about it, Frank.

Anytime you want to, mate.

Anytime.

Let's get on with it.

Hiya. Hiya. You were great.

Prefer winning.

Chris, there's someone I'd like you to
meet.

Mickey Tucker, Trisha Downey.

Hello.

Your friend says you're good.

Why aren't you over there?

Oh, well, they're talking about coaches,
agents and that, you know.

It's not really my scene.

Well, at least it seems to be getting on
all right.

Yeah.

Do you want to head off back?

No, you go on ahead, though. I'll just
hang on here for Trish.

Nice one, Mr County Dean.

So, was he impressed then?

Seemed it.

Said he was going to have a word with my
mum and dad about getting me a coach in

London.

London? That's what he said.

That's brilliant.

Trish, do you fancy coming out for a
curry to celebrate?

Mr Tucker can't even give me a lift
home.

I'd better go.

It'd look a bit bad if I didn't.

Yeah.

Are you alright?

Okay. You know, I feel like the man who
discovered the Beatles.

Everything all right?

Piece of cake.

Now, they probably told you we'd tie you
up, didn't they, Bertie?

I... Trust me.

This is the police! Stay where you are!

Shut up!

Back off!

Nice try, you mean.

This puts Crawford Boone's security in
the clear.

The question is, Donald, where does this
put you?

I don't think I...

You're going to look pretty foolish when
all this comes out.

Not to say a trifle compromised.

What can I do for you, Harry?

Now, where shall I begin?

Are you sure this isn't going to get you
into trouble?

I don't think so, somehow.

I'll catch you up.

How'd you get on? He was putty in me
hands, Ken.

He went for it like a dog at a bone.

Very fidgety about his reputation, this
Mr. Bannerman.

Bill, you ought to make a gesture.

So he's delayed work on the site for
three months. Three months? I'll come

tell him. Ted!

Crawford!

Oh, Bertie.

It's Crawford. Frank, here.

Oh, um, Frank, I would like to have a
word with you. All right, get on with

Go on, Frank.

Mr. Crawford, I know I've done bad and
all that, but they made me do it.

I never wanted to.

Bid it out, son.

I was just wondering, like, if you'd
give me another go.

What do you mean? You're asking for your
job back.

Well, now, Frank, that's not just up to
me, you know.

You'd better go and have a word with Mr.
Boole.

Hey, I've got some good news for you.
I've got some for you. That wall's

So what's your news?

I've come to settle a spot of business
with you.

And do me a favour, Boone.

Don't tell me that it's going to make it
worse for me. Because the whole point,

mate, is to make it worse for you!

Frank!

Any chance I could get my job back?

What happened?

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