All language subtitles for Boon s07e03 Walkout

Sometimes I sit here feeling alone.

No one to talk to. I got no telephone.

Bea Fenton, Esquire.

Promotional Arts Council, City Hall.

Here, Mr Fenton, read the sculpture
exhibition.

You're never going to say yes.

This is to confirm that my men will
commence operations... We're fully

to the thing. It's a prestige job. The
mayor's come in.

We're a man short at heaths.

Well, tell Rocky.

He's a man short.

Oh, where the hell's he got to this
time?

How do you want it, Mr. Cassidy?

In ten.

And five?

In five.

All I want is for them to be safe.

After yesterday's break -in, I just
don't keep them here any longer.

Not that they're of any value.

Well, apart from sentimentally, I
suppose.

Don't you worry, Mrs. Van Buren. They're
in safe hands.

I really couldn't bear to lose them.
They belong to my mother, you see. And

that I'm a widow, that sort of thing is
so important.

Well, you will send us the inventory,
won't you? So we know what's there.

Yes. Thank you, Mr. Boone.

It's a great load off my mind.

So, a little demonstration, Mr.
Crawford.

Let's see what it can do.

We are in the street, right?

I am walking along with my case and
you're a mugger.

So go on, snatch it off me.

All right.

One of the most advanced anti -mug
briefcases on the market.

Excuse me, Harry.

Not now, Bernie, I'm in a meeting.

Yeah, but... I said, I'm tied up.

Who's expected to cover a whole
department store with two people, eh?

And the big boss is taking on more and
more client.

Oh, Kev, do you know where Rocky is?

He's over here, isn't he?

Hey.

Is that what?

No. Open her up again.

It's not going to give me another
electric shock, is it? No, no.

I really don't see the need for this.

Mr Fraser, my safe is perfectly secure
the way it is.

Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn that
bloody thing off!

Brilliant, isn't it?

No, it is not. It is totally
unnecessary.

Mr Crawford, look at the statistics.

Somewhere in the world, a safe is broken
into every 30 minutes.

But this isn't the world.

This is Nottingham.

What is that?

It looked like a car cab. You know, one
of those things that goes vroom, vroom.

You've been down the scrapyard again?

No, I bought it.

Bought it? That?

What about your bike?

I'm very surprised, sir.

But I think you can safely assume that a
security firm knows best about its own

security.

We have a lot of important clients and
nobody's ever questioned our

professionalism before.

What's more, you should brush up on your
sales technique.

Come in here telling me that my
equipment is out of date.

Remember, you're talking to the experts.

Good day to you and thank you.

You're not such a bloody fine example,
are you? Jewellery all over the place.

I sometimes think I'm the only person
around here who's interested in running

the business.

Thank you.

Get off. What's that pong?

It's my hairspray.

Well, I think you and your hairspray had
better have an outdoor job.

And I've got just the thing.

No football here. No football. Come on.

Yeah.

Madam.

Madam. This isn't rubbish.

This is art.

Hi, Rhonda?

How are you?

No, okay, I'm calling from the office.

So, how's life in Melbourne?

Yeah, yeah, that's fine.

Could you fill in the one that I gave
you?

He's been on another planet.

What's new?

Yeah.

Where's he getting the money from?

And how is he affording that car?

Maybe he's sold his bike.

Oh, no.

He wouldn't do that.

Would he?

Well, I asked him. He didn't answer.

That's what I mean. I mean, that's what
he's like these days.

Ah, good.

Mrs Van Buren's inventory.

The jewellery box, mate. It's gone.

It can't have.

What? It has.

Nobody can get into this safe, can
nobody?

You sure you put it in there? Yes, I
know what I've done.

And you didn't take it out again? No.

Has it been broken into?

Has it been bought?

What are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing? I am
looking for it, mate.

Yes, but Ken, he... Oh, please, Harry,
will you just help me?

We had all that stuff out over the
table. You put it back in the box.

Alex and Rocky were in the room.

Harry? Come here a minute, Ken. Come
here a minute. What?

I've got a letter here from Rocky's bank
manager. He's 300 pounds over drawn.

Harry, this Mrs Van Buren will go spare.

You don't think, do you, that he...
What?

Oh, no, no, no.

What I mean is that Rocky is the only
other person who could have opened that

safe without forcing it. What?

I'm not accusing him of anything.

Yeah, I do hope you are not.

Alex, have you seen Rocky?

Not since last night.

At the sculpture exhibition?

No, here.

Morning, Rocky.

Don't even think it. I'm not.

But he was here.

So was she.

But she doesn't know the combination.

Only you, me and Rocky know the
combination.

Morning, Alex. No, I'm not saying he
took it. But supposing he borrowed it?

Morning, Rocky.

You did come in here, didn't you?

Yeah.

Just leave it to me, all right?

Listen, mate, we've got a bit of a
problem.

We seem to have mislabeled Van Buren's
box.

We were trying to remember... Rocky,
smell it with you. Sorry, mate. Come on,

wake up. This is important.

Yesterday afternoon, Harry put the box
in the safe, remember? You and me were

there. He brought it in here.

Yeah, yeah, definitely, Ken. So where's
it gone?

Look, the thing is, you, me and Harry
are the only ones who know the

combination, OK? You know, I was just
wondering that maybe you, by chance,

the box out and you forgot to put it
back in. You know, you can be absent

-minded at times, can't you?

I think Harry's trying to get in, Ken.

Look, Rocky, all Ken is trying to say is
that you did come back here last night.

Yeah. All right, Harry, just hold it.
Look, what's going on here? Rocky, just

leave us just for a minute, please.
Well, you just asked me to come in. I

I know. Oh, God.

It's me, Harry.

You've upset him now, haven't you? Yes,
you have. You can't go accusing him.

I'm not accusing anybody of anything.

I just want to find that box.

All right, well, let's concentrate on
the box. Forget about Rocky, eh?

What are we going to do?

Call the police?

Well, the first thing they're going to
ask is who knew the combination.

Yeah. And who needed the money?

And who might have a possible motive?

He said he was off to Heath.

Asking about lockets, the man said.

I don't know what to think, Ken. I
really don't.

Oh, come on. You're letting your
imagination carry you away. No, I'm not.

I'm looking at the facts.

It's a terrible thing, suspicion, Ken.
It eats away at you.

Oh, it's no good. I shall just have to
ask him straight out.

Even if it's just to clear the air.

He's not at ease.

He's disappeared again.

Thank you. A drink while you're waiting,
sir?

I'll have a sherry, please.

Thank you, sir.

And for the young lady?

Oh, well... Shall I bring two sherry?

Yes, please.

Thank you, sir.

A few papadums there.

There you are.

At last.

Hey, look, Rocky, this really isn't good
enough. You were supposed to be over at

Heath's this morning.

Hey, no, you don't. No, you don't.

Whilst Karen and I have had just about
enough of this, refusing to talk,

refusing to answer simple questions.
Now, come on, come on.

What? Come on, come on. Come on.

Karen, where have you just been, eh?

That's my business.

Nothing, darling, Rocky. It's my
business as well, and I'll tell you for

Because that's my business. And you've
been doing things without telling me. In

my time.

You've been drinking, haven't you? So
what? Bloody hell, Harry, I'm not a kid.

Yes, OK, all right, all right.

But what it is, is, Rocky, that you were
seen visiting a jeweller's shop this

morning, right?

I'm sorry.

And you were seen leaving that office
last night, right?

Now, all that Ken and I would like to
know, on both counts, is why.

Why, Rocky, why?

You've been spying on me.

You've no right to do that. I've every
right as long as CBS is at stake.

Listen, look, there's been some trouble
in the office.

Mrs Van Buren's jewels are missing from
this house. Yes, I know. Ken told me.

And the way it looks... Look, I'm just
trying to help you.

To save trouble later on.

What are you trying to say, Harry? You
can confide in me.

I'm your friend.

And together we can work out what to do.
Do about what?

You're accusing me of taking them
jewels, aren't you? No, no, no. Yes, you

Look, Rocky! I'm a patient man!

But if you will not answer simple
questions, what the hell else am I to

Oh, that's great! That's just great!
You've never trusted me! Never!

You've always treated me like a little
kid! Always put me down! Well, this time

you've gone too far!

If that's the kind of person you think I
am, if you think I'm a thief... I never

said that! Yes, you did!

And quite frankly, I don't want to work
with you anymore.

I resign!

Oh, no, you don't! You're fired!

Rocky!

I don't believe what I'm hearing.

Well, all I did was ask him a few simple
questions. He would never do a thing

like that. In all the years we've known
him, Harry, he was straight... I know,

Ken, I know, I know.

But Alex has told us he was here last
night, and to anybody who doesn't know

him, that's going to look bad.

There's no getting away from it.

I can't understand how you came to fuck
him. Well, he just flew off the handle.

You lost your temper, Harry.

Well, he knows I didn't mean it.

Doesn't he?

Yep. No.

Yep. Rocky.

You got it wrong, love, you must have.

I heard Harry say it.

I mean, why?

I don't know.

That's what we've got to find out.

Dear Rocky, I am sure that you didn't
mean the things that you said to me this

morning.

Right.

Is it true about Rocky?

Well, you wasn't sacked

exactly. Of course you was. I heard you.

We don't need you to tell us what we can
and what we can't do, Alex.

Excuse me, we?

Was it a joint decision?

Yes.

I think we need a further discussion.

We'll report back when we've reached a
final decision.

Did you hear that?

It's understandable.

Understandable? Well, if she'd explain
it to me, Ken, because I don't

one little bit of it.

Everybody's worrying about Rocky, but
what about the jewellery?

And what about poor Mrs Van Buren?

Missing! Only temporarily.

But I only...

I gave them to you yesterday.

And it's most of... What do you mean,
temporarily?

You mean you know where they are?

Well, no, but obviously, with your
permission, we'll call in the police.

The police?

You stupid little man!

Why do you think I hired you in the
first place?

Precisely because I didn't want the
police involved.

Well, fine, right, you don't want the
police, OK.

Then I'll arrange for our own
investigation service to go on the job.

our very best man onto it straight away.

All those in favour?

Unanimous.

What are you doing?

Come on, we've got far too much work on.

You should have thought of that before
you gave Rocky the sack, shouldn't you?

He wasn't sacked.

Then you'd better find him, Ken, and
sort it out.

Why, aren't you a lot over it, Heats?

We're on strike, Harry.

He was in the right weird mood, I'm
telling you again.

Sitting there, all quiet and despondent,
knocking back the drink.

How much?

Well, four or five pies.

But it wasn't that so much, it was him.
I've never seen him like that before.

Sort of, erm, bitter.

He said everything had gone wrong, so I
said, come on, mate, nothing's that bad.

The problem's shared, the problem's
solved.

But he just shakes his head and says,
come on, Rocky.

But he just went.

He left his drink and went.

Where's Ken?

No idea.

I'm on strike, remember?

Well, I don't care about that.

Look, I have to find Ken.

Mrs Van Buren wants him on her case
straight away.

In here, boy.

Come on.

Here, George.

Meet Uncle Harry.

It's all right, Harry. We'll settle down
in a minute.

Take him off the lead then, Charlie. He
wants to go free.

Get it out.

Get it out of here. Get that dog out of
here. No!

He's just not used to you, that's all.
Get it out!

He'll need feeding and walking, Harry.

Oh, and you'll need him down at
Sculpture Park tonight.

What? No, look, joke's a joke, but I
mean... OK, Bernie?

Yeah.

Left his food outside.

Now, look, Ken, we're in deep trouble,
mate.

I know, Harry. I saw his car outside the
pub.

We're on strike.

There's nobody working out there.

Yeah, that's why I'm looking for him.

Listen, Ken, I promised you to Mrs Van
Buren.

What? Yes.

I said we'd send our best man out to
find her jewellery straight away.

I need you, Ken.

Pizza going bananas, and what's Mr
Fenton going to say about his bloody

sculptures?

I mean, what the hell are we going to
do?

Subcontract.

What? Yeah, give it all to Holden.

Give Holden security, our business.

He must be mad.

Yes, better to keep our clients happy.
Never, never.

Look, I understand about the business,
mate, but I've got to find Rocky.

Star of India, right.

Today.

Hey, hey, hey, hold on, hold on!

So he was waiting for someone?

A young lady, sir.

She knew it, right?

She stood him up.

Dear Rocky, I know we had a few words
this morning and I said things in the

of the moment that perhaps I didn't
mean.

Yes?

Oh! Mrs. Van Buren.

Yes, I'm afraid my man's a bit tied up
at the moment, yes.

No, we'll be getting him out to you as
soon as... Yes, absolutely, as soon as

possible. Yes, yes.

Oh, God.

I was looking for Rocky. Are you in?

No. And what's more, he won't be.

Sorry?

He's two months in arrears and I'm
throwing him out. Now, I gave him till

to pay and I can't afford the charity.

Listen, love.

He works for me.

Can't breathe.

Mr Crawford.

Oh, Mr Fenton.

Down, boy. Down. Down.

It's all right, Mr Fenton. He's
perfectly safe.

I come bearing glad tidings, Mr
Crawford. The Nationals are coming. The

Times, the Independent. I've just heard.

For the private view. The sculptures.

Oh. The National Press.

Bringing photographers.

Marvellous publicity.

And for you, of course.

Oh, that's excellent.

Is there anything wrong?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Are those my security guards out there?

Yes, they're just changing shifts.

Don't you worry, Mr Fenton.

Everything's under control.

Thanks, darling.

I said to Mr Windrush, it's disgusting.

Well, I've never had a lodger like it,
and what's more, I shampooed up with it.

It's all got to go.

Every bit of it, all that junk and
rubbish.

Oi! Get off that bike.

It's not for sale.

The owner's changed his mind.

Stay.

Here, George. Here, George.

Here, George.

Here, George. That's a good one.

Come on, George. Come on.

Harry.

Oh! Oh, my God.

What do you have to do that for?

Sitting the dog barking, waking up all
our neighbours. Listen to me, Harry.

I've just been round the Rockies' digs
to see if you've gone back there.

Yeah? Well, he hasn't. Yeah, well, I
mean, he's a grown man, isn't he? He

doesn't have to.

He's not back there, Harry. Listen.

He's rented in a rear. His landlady is
kicking him out. He's fallen in love

some girl called Melanie.

He got stood up lunchtime today,
probably by her.

The waiter said he was devastated.

Melanie?

Melanie? Who's Melanie?

How do I know, Harry? He hasn't been
telling us things, has he?

And his bike's up for sale.

His car's parked outside the drum, keys
chucked in the gutter, Smudger says he's

been drinking heavily, and he's in hell
of a state, and he's lost his job.

Come on, lads. We haven't got Rocky back
yet.

Stand firm.

Oh, even the bloody cleaner don't like
it.

Dear Rocky, I don't know where to send
this, so I'll leave it with your

and hope she hands it over to you. I
really am very sorry for all the things

said. I didn't mean any of them.

He's still not back yet.

I'll give him, Ken.

Go on, subcontract.

Give all our work to Holden Security.

Do what you think.

Hey, come on, anyone would have been
impatient with him in the circumstances,

eh? Don't blame yourself.

If only he'd have confided in us.

Oh, I don't know, Ken.

Where'd he go?

Who'd he turn to?

Who were his friends?

We are.

Whether you employ him or not, Mr Boone,
I am really not at liberty to discuss

his financial affairs.

I know, and I wouldn't dream of asking
you about them. All I'm asking you is

help. He's gone off somewhere, and I
need to find him urgently.

I mean, did he ever tell you what his
overdraft was for?

Naturally.

But, of course, Melanie was in charge of
the finer details.

Melanie.

You seem to be in something of a fix, Mr
Crawford.

Oh, recessions passed us by, Mr Holden.

Just more work than we can handle.

Well, my men are pretty stretched as it
is.

I can't promise anything.

I'll see what I can do.

And regarding the Van Buren case?

That'll come under our investigative
arm.

We'd want your very best men onto it
straight away.

Doreen, send Potsdam, will you?

Tell you an odd thing, Mr Crawford.

Rumours are going round that your men
are out on strike.

Good heavens.

Absolutely extraordinary, isn't it?

Ah, Mr Potts.

Let me introduce Harry Crawford from
CBS.

I need

to get in touch with Melanie.

Urgent.

I'm a friend of Rocky's.

I don't see the need for this, you know,
Mr Fraser.

My safe is perfectly secure as it is.

Turn it off, turn it off, turn the
traffic light off!

Then, of course, it's a simple matter to
decode the clicks.

This is totally unethical.

I'm going to call the police. Mr
Crawford, I know how it looks and I'm

It was for a client.

And what about my client?

You book a telephone?

You steal her jewellery? A client who is
at this moment in Nottingham and can

explain everything.

Let me call him up.

Please.

Yes? I was looking for Melanie. Is she
in?

No.

And if you're anything to do with that
lout that came round last night, then

can clear off.

What lout?

What do you look like?

Scruffy, long hair, brains of a gnat. Do
you know him, do you?

Yeah. Yes, I thought so.

Listen, could I come in and talk to you?

No.

And if she wants to go away with an
idiot like that, then I'll wash my hands

her. And you can tell her that from me.

You broke into my office.

You stole items.

Items of no value to anybody but my
client.

And I'll tell you something else, Mr
Holden. You may be bigger than us, but

know right from wrong.

And we don't go around robbing
defenseless widows, nor do we... Mr

I introduce Mr Van Buren?

Mr Van Buren?

Yes. Your poor defenseless widow, as you
so quaintly call her, is his wife.

The ex -wife.

Sorry? I don't think that sorry is quite
adequate.

I want my client's jewellery back.

Except that, unfortunately, it's not
hers.

Oh, yes, it is.

It belonged to her mother. I'm afraid
not.

What? Mr Crawford, that jewellery has
been in the Van Buren family for three

generations. And it was dug up by my
forebears.

But she said... Hang on.

Real diamonds?

Very real diamonds, Mr Crawford.
Kimberley diamonds?

Half a million pounds worth.

No wonder the lady didn't want to hand
them over, eh?

No, well, you weren't the only one that
she lied to.

She lied to her own solicitors.

She told them that I'd given her the
jewellery.

When it's all been held in a family
trust, and he couldn't possibly have.

So when she wouldn't give it back, you
decided to steal it back, is that right?

You can't steal what's already yours.

Well, how do I know all this is true?

The documentation, Mr Crawford.

Naturally, I demanded full proof of
ownership before I took on the case.

Care to take a look?

So, Mrs Van Buren was telling us a pack
of lies, eh? They won't know Jules at

all. Oh, stop going on about it, Ken.

Hello?

Yes?

Yes?

OK.

Yes, all right, all right. OK. Thank
you.

Rocky's landlady.

His stuff's on our front lawn. Unless he
collects it today and settles up his

rent arrears, her son's going to dump it
and sell his bike.

Right. Forget about Holden's.

Forget about subcontracting.

Forget about Heath's.

Forget the whole boiling lot, including
the ruddy sculptures.

Come on, let's get cracking.

Eh?

Ken, this whole business is my fault and
I'm going to sort it out.

I'm going to find Rocky.

Where's Rocky?

We're just going to find him.

Satisfied now?

The Rotary Club?

No.

Are you sure?

I know, I've seen you somewhere before
and I never forget a face.

I play golf.

That's it, the golf club.

Well, well, well, it's a small world,
Mr... King, Reg King.

Look, Mr King, I'm very sorry about this
business with your Melanie.

And if there's anything I can do to
help.

Come in, Harry.

Come in and talk to the wife. Oh, I'm
sorry about him, by the way.

Quite the wrong man to send.

I can see that now I've met you.

Yes, well, he didn't help.

He's a bit of a rough diamond, but his
heart's in the right place.

My sentiments exactly, old son.

So where is this place?

Southend. Well, it's a long shot, Ken,
but Dad says they used to go there for

their holidays.

Oh, come on, Harry. You never told me
how Mr Van Buren got into our safe.

Oh.

Well?

Oh, it's a... It's a very advanced piece
of technology, Ken.

Only available in South Africa.

Oh, it's amazing.

Amazing. Yeah?

Well, what was it?

Well, I couldn't describe it to you. It
was, um...

Oh, you know, microchips, you know, that
sort of thing.

Ah, seems a shame to disturb them,
doesn't it?

Shall we go away?

No, no, we can't, Ken.

The strike, remember?

Put your rubbish in the box.

Keep the tent nice and tidy.

Rocky?

Rocky, it's me, Harry.

Rocky wanted to hitch.

But I said, no way am I going to do
hitching, even with a boyfriend.

So in the end... Here, hold this a
minute.

We've got a minicab.

Only we had to turn round and go back
halfway because I forgot Humphrey.

Humphrey? My bear.

I haven't spent a single night away from
him ever.

You know, you're nothing like I imagined
from Rocky's description.

Harry, you've got to get me out of this.

I said to him, Rocky, if you were to go
to night school, you could do it.

You could, really.

Because ever since you've left school,
you've just drifted.

But if you pulled yourself together, you
could get your GCSE in maths and then

do banking or commerce.

I mean, a career in banking's a lot
better than what he's doing now, isn't

And really, at your age, I said, you
should cut that hair.

I know it's lovely hair, but you look so
much more businesslike.

I mean, it's the same as that bike,
really.

That's why I made him get the car.

The car shows he's somebody.

The bike makes him look dead horrible.

Well, to me, anyway.

See

you

all, Mrs Windrush.

All square now.

Mind that hedge!

And he'll be back later on to pick the
bike up. Is that all right?

Well, that's your rent paid off. Give me
that.

How you managed to get so far behind
with it, I can't think.

Anyway, let's get back to CBS.

If it wasn't for the fact that the last
thing we need is further disruption, I

would ask you to leave.

You've hardly been here five minutes and
you're making trouble.

I was only trying to... Just listen to
me, will you, Alex? Please, you are

making trouble quite unnecessarily. We
could have sorted that out, Harry and

between us.

We work together, right? When one of us
is a bit silly, the other one helps him

back in line.

Yes. OK, we're old mates.

We look after each other and we look
after Rocky, always.

No matter what it may look like on the
outside.

I'm sorry.

I'm going up that sculpture park.

You tell Larry when he gets in.

I didn't take that box, Harry.

I never thought for a moment you did.
Oh, yes, you did.

And I resent it very much.

Look, Rocky.

If you don't explain what you're up to
to Ken and me, a misunderstanding isn't

going to happen, are they?

You're bound to happen.

You must learn to communicate. Tell us
your problem.

Yeah, and get laughed at.

Oh, OK.

Anyway, it's all over now, so let's
forget all about it, eh?

Oh, come on, Rocky.

Paid Mrs Windrush your rent. Yes, eh?

Well, you can stay with me until you
find new digs.

We found the garage about taking the car
back, and all we're left with now is

your overdraft.

How do you know about my overdraft?

Well, it's all right. I'll pay it off
for you.

Have you been looking in my drawer?

Oh, Rocky.

My drawer's private.

No, I don't believe it.

They'll all be here in an hour.

Follow Big Wigs.

The Lord Mayor.

Ken, what are we going to do?

Put them back.

What? Come on.

Mate,

how you doing?

Yeah, well done, mate.

Hey, but she's the one you've got to
thank, Rocky. She's the one that stood

you. Come on, then.

Thanks, Alex.

I've got something for you.

It's a bit private. Oh, look, no, I
don't want it. What? Do us a favour,

you? Get rid of her for me. Phone her
up. Tell her I've emigrated. Anything.

What do you mean? It's from Harry.

Harry?

Oh. Well, where did you think it was
from?

Doesn't matter.

Dear Wookie, I don't know where to send
this, so I'll leave it with your

landlady and hope she hands it over to
you.

I really am very sorry for all the
things I said.

I didn't mean any of them.

I've had Mrs Van Buren on the phone.

Oh, yeah?

Asking how we're getting on with her
case.

Yes. Well, ring her back and tell her
that we can't take it on.

Tell her that Mr Crawford says to
contact Holden Security.

Have you got that?

Holden Security?

Nowhere the hell's he gone to, eh?
Rocky, Rocky, come on, don't dawdle

lad. Don't leave all this to me.

Come on, we don't want to miss the
private view.

This is monstrous!

Monstrous!

a rhapsody in blue.

I'm sorry.

Sorry? This is an unmitigated disaster.

Oh, my God. And here's the artist.

Oh, my God. And the mayor.

Oh,

good. Hang on.

It's all different.

Someone's changed it all around.

Oh, Rocky, just for once, try to make
sense.

Yeah? No.

Harry?

You are...

Absolutely right, my Lord Mayor. This is
exactly what we're trying to do. Have a

word with you, please.

Excuse me.

Listen, I'm terribly sorry. Shh, shh,
shh. What?

Just keep your mouth shut.

They like it.

What?

Oh, my God, the artist.

Ah, Lord and Lady Mayoress, may I
introduce our artist, Don Kellett?

So satisfyingly complete in themselves,
don't you think? And yet, in some ways,

opposing a question to us all. For me, I
think it's, wither eternity is all

flux. And I particularly like the
placing of that bag over there in a

implying isolation.

Pure genius.

Genius. We are geniuses, Ken. They're
all potty.

Well, another satisfied client, Ken, eh?

In spite of the strike.

You see, Alex, you weren't indispensable
after all.

Ken and I managed perfectly well on our
own, didn't we, Ken, eh?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, we did, Harry.

Everything all right now between you
two?

Oh, yes, yes, yes. We've had a man -to
-man chat, haven't we, Rocky?

All's well that ends well.

By the way, Harry, thanks for that
letter.

It means a lot to me to know that you
care.

He's my friend.

He's my buddy till the end.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Buddy, till the end of the canter.

No more roads, no more roads, baby.

Buddy!