All language subtitles for Detectorists.S01E06.Episode.6.1080p.BluRay.REMUX.AVC.FLAC.2.0-MJOLNiR

Did you hear about
old Jeff Mouzel?

- What about him?
- Dead.

No! How?

Fell off Beachy Head.

- Fell off?
- Yeah.

- Not jumped?
- No.

Jeez, that's unlucky.

- I know.
- What was he doing there?

Oh, he always used
to go down there.

You know how people throw
themselves off Beach Head?

Well a lot of people throw
their wedding rings off

when they're getting divorced.

And Jeff, he used to detect
on the rocks below the cliff.

Found hundreds of them there.

Anyway, he was on his way
down and he was wearing

this massive cagoule...
Acted like a sail,

caught the wind,
blew him off the edge.

Pity it didn't act like a
parachute on the way down.

Well, apparently, it
did to a certain extent,

but not enough to save him.

Certainly gave him enough time

to contemplate his
imminent demise, though.

Hang on, something's happening.

So, Terry was right!

Bishop didn't want us digging

'cause he buried
his wife down there.

Well, if that's the case,

why did he let us
anywhere on his farm?

Yeah, they're
removing the remains.

Body bag?

Tupperware.

It's still in there.

It's rubbish mate, leave it.

It's showing exactly the same
reading as the gold I found.

I'm not leaving it.

So, you were saying you're
round at Becky's mums.

Yeah, Becky wasn't in...

She'd gone out with
some bloke from work.

Becky's mum told you that?

Yeah, told me with
glee... She hates me.

- Well, what bloke?
- Gay Martin.

Right.

He doesn't sound
too much of a threat.

Jeez, this is deep.

Whatever this is, it's
been in there a long time.

So, anyway, I phoned,
left a message...

Nothing.

I think I'm losing her.

I think I might have
already lost her.

Look there, glint of gold.

There! Look!

I saw a glint of
gold there, a coin.

Where?

This side of the hole, look.

Fucking pound coin.

No!

Fucking pound coin.

Well, what's that doing nearly
two foot under the ground?

How old is it?

This year's.

Are you kidding me?

It's brand new.

Right... That's it, I've had it.

What am I even doing?

I found my gold, I don't
need to be doing this anymore.

- What do you mean?
- I'm done.

What, detecting?

Yeah. That was the last straw.

Come on, mate.

No. That's it for me.

Done.

Andy

Andy!

What about me?

Hello, Lance. You all right?

What's going on?

See the sign?

There's no apostrophe
in "bargains."

- Pardon?
- Doesn't matter.

What you doing?

Closing down.

But I thought, you know,

you asked if I could
lend you the rent,

I didn't say I wouldn't.

Oh, it was obvious
you didn't want to.

It's probably best we move to
where Tony can get a better job

and make a new start.

But I was going to, you know,
look into my finances and I...

I think I probably help
you out with some of it.

Well, I need all of
it or nothing, really.

Some of it won't help.

Well, maybe if I...

Bloody hell, Maggie!

Do you have to leave
stuff everywhere?

Broke my neck.

All right, Lance?

Come to lend a hand?

I'm sending the stock
back to the warehouse.

I can get a 50%
refund on some things,

and then I'm putting together
gift boxes of assorted stuff.

Sort of spiritual
survival packs.

- That was my idea.
- It was Tony's idea.

Dream catcher, pack
of taro, joss sticks,

a few other bits of tat.

- It's not tat!
- Sorry, not tat... crap.

- Tony!
- She loves it.

No, I don't, you bastard.

Oi.

Want a cup of tea, Lance?

Yeah, go on then.

- Protein shake for me.
- Nothing for you.

It's not a done deal yet, mate.

Could still be a
stay of execution.

Nothing's been signed.
You could still save the shop.

Me?

Yeah! Come on, mate.

Help her out. You can afford it.

What do you mean?

You know!

Your windfall and all that.

Your lottery win.

Maggie told me.

How did she know?

She told me ages ago.

She opened up a letter
by mistake, didn't she?

We've always known.

I thought you knew we knew.

I didn't know you knew.

Why do you think she's so keen
to keep you hanging around?

Go on, if you help us out,
we won't have to move.

I'm not that keen to
be going, if I'm honest,

and you get to see
her whenever you want.

Or have you blown all your
winnings on your collections?

Do you take sugar,
Lance? I can't remember.

Hiya, mate,

uh, if you get this,
just wondering if you're

coming down the club
for this open day thing.

You're not serious
about giving up, are you?

Give us a call.

Cheers.

What time is it?

Quarter to four.

Did you hand out
the flyers, Russell?

I told you I did.

- All of them?
- Yes, all of them!

Louise, do you want to
go and check outside?

Not really, Terry.

I doubt if there's
a queue of people

wondering how they get in.

Maybe we should open the door.

That'll help.

Does anyone want
their face painted?

I'm all right, thanks.

Hugh?

No, thank you, Sheila.

Russell?

Go on, Russell, show willing.

What can you do?

I could make you
into a black man.

- Bla...
- Not really appropriate, love.

A Chinese man?

Perhaps we should all
get made up as clowns.

Come on, Russell,
let's stay positive.

Is this meant to be a
fundraiser or a recruitment drive?

Well, both, really.

Primarily a fundraiser.

Right. How much
have we raised so far?

All right, don't be facetious.

Perhaps we should charge
for the tea and coffee.

Well, you've got a
nerve showing up here.

I know. I need to explain.

I'm not sure we're interested.

Look, I was used.

Yeah, so were we.

I thought the AntiquiSearchers
were the good guys.

They told me you were
the treasure hunters.

That you were stealing
their permissions.

They were just
taking the information

I was giving them and
moving into your land.

Are you an idiot?

You're not able to spot a
wanker when you see one?

Oh, I'm quite capable
of spotting a wanker

when I see one, Lance.

- Calling me a wanker?
All right, that's enough.

- Wanker.
- You wanker.

- Are you?
- No you are.

That's enough!

Look, be that as it may,
the damage has been done.

Well, maybe I can undo
some of the damage.

- You've actually sold it?
- Yep.

Prove it.

There.

I thought we could go
away somewhere crap.

You'll always
hold it against me.

Whenever we
argue, you'll bring it up

and say I made you
give up metal detecting.

Well, then, let's not argue.

Good idea.

Anyway I won't. I'm done with
detecting... look, I found this.

Wow!

What you gonna do with it?

It's yours, I want
you to have it.

Thanks.

What am I gonna do with it?

Thought we could have it
melted down, made into a ring.

Really?

Yeah.

Are you asking me to...

You don't need to do that.

Okay, thanks.

Well? Will you marry me?

We've split up.

Okay, will you go out with me?

Yeah, okay.

And then will you marry me?

Yeah, okay.

I don't believe you've really
given up detecting, though.

I have, I promise.

You'll keep going off for
secret detecting trips with Lance.

Like "Brokeback Mountain."

Oh, please.

You'd be lost
without your hobby.

- I'll get a new hobby.
- Like what?

- Golf.
- Right.

- Or fishing.
- Brilliant.

I've come to take
you home, Becks.

Please come home.

When you say you've
come to take me home,

how have you come
to take me home?

You haven't got a car.

Yeah...

All right if we take your car?

And you can't drive.

No. All right if you drive?

You are so gallant.

Can I have a lift?

My hero.

Cheers.

Have you seen Maggie?

Yeah.

Did you give her the money?

No.

Couldn't even remember
if I take sugar in my tea.

Do you?

'Course I do, it's bloody tea!

All right.

Oh, my God, it's Bishop.

I thought he was banged up.

- Maybe he escaped.
- Larry?

Oh, there you are.

Be careful, he might
have a shooter on him.

I've been looking for you chaps.

Uh, everything all right?

Last time I saw you,
you had handcuffs on.

Bloody nightmare.

Spent the night in the
cells, can you believe it?

What happened?

They thought I'd killed someone.

Found some bones,

thought I'd killed my wife.

My wife's in Braintree,
for God's sake.

Who's bones were they?

Dog bones.

I mean, you'd think
you'd check, wouldn't you,

before they started
arresting people.

Which brings me to
why I'm looking for you.

My stupid mutts have disappeared
off the face of the planet.

- Really?
- Not a sign.

Hide nor hair.

I thought I asked you chaps
to keep an eye on them.

Ah, well, they gave
us the slip, Larry.

Yes, well, I'm not surprised...
They're a bit of a handful.

Keep your eyes peeled, will you?

- Oh, uh, Larry?
- Yeah?

Everything all
right with the farm?

Oh, they've all cleared off.

- Who?
- All of them. Deserted.

The CID left when they
realized there wasn't a murder,

forensic boys went with them,
and then the history chaps,

the archeologists
followed soon after.

So, they didn't find anything?

Nah, no not a sausage.

So, we're free to come and
detect on your land, then?

Well, you are. She's not.

Why not?

Well, I thought you were
with the bad chaps, the rogues.

Oh, no, that's all
been sorted now, Larry.

She's made amends,
she's one of us now.

Oh, right. Oh, jolly good.

I didn't like them.

- Threw them off.
- Wise move.

Mmm, didn't trust them.

They reminded me of...
What do you call them?

Simon and Garfunkel.

Arseholes.

- Hmm.
- Anyway...

Come along and keep your eyes
open for those hounds, will you?

- Will do.
- Cheerio.

Bye.

Hello, mate.

Why, where are you?

What is it?

All right. See you in a bit.

Can we stop off at the Brewers?

- Who's there?
- Lance.

- Here we go.
- And Sophie.

Super!

Lance has got
something to tell me.

And you've got
something to tell him.

What, about us?

No, that you've
given up detecting.

Oh, yeah, we don't need to...

Let's not mention
that for the moment.

I have given up detecting,

but I think he's gonna be upset,

so I want to break
it to him gently.

I wish I knew how to quit you.

Shut up.

Sophie has grassed
up the AntiquiSearchers

to the National Counsel

for scattering copper
nails across our site.

The DMDC have been absorbing

the disillusioned
AntiquiSearchers,

and we are now
officially affiliated

with both the museum

and the university.

The police have
left Bishop's farm,

the MOD have left Bishop's farm,

and the archeologists
have left Bishop's farm.

Bishop has been
released without charge.

The bones they found
were dog's bones,

and Bishop's invisible
dogs have disappeared.

Sorry... his invisible
dogs have disappeared.

Yep. Vanished.

Well, that is gonna make
them doubly hard to find.

- So...
- It's all back on.

- You mean we can...?
- Yeah!

Bishop's farm is finally ours,

and I suggest we
start digging here.

I mean, imagine what they've
brought up to the surface.

Why were they
digging in that field?

Site of a previous excavation.

Did they find anything?

- No.
- On neither occasion.

Right, and you still think
that's the right place?

Well, it's a good
place to start.

On a site that's twice been
searched but yielded nothing.

All right geography degree,
where should we be searching?

Well...

If you're talking
about a high status

royal Saxon ship burial,

it would have been on the
highest point of the landscape

with clear views of the sea,

which is this point here.

But you can't see the
sea from Bishop's farm.

You can't now.

In Elizabethan times, pine
woodlands were planted

which thrive in this
naturally acidic soil.

But in the sixth and seventh
centuries, that same soil

would have meant hardly
any native trees at all...

Giving clear views all the way
to Southy Creek in the east,

and the River
Crouch in the south.

And look... well, you can't see
it now 'cause a lot of this land

has been built up or forested,

but clear away all
these features and look.

Look at the natural contours,

there's a clear passage.

They would have sailed
the ship up the river

to this point here,
taken it out of the water,

and brought it up the
valley to this point here.

What?

No, I mean, I...

Yeah, I see what you're saying.

Mm, it's interesting, certainly.

But I'm just worried that...

Well, it's... It's interesting.

So, you think this field here.

Yeah, right there.

Is this still Bishop's land?

Yeah, here.

Well, we should
get right down there.

- Soon as.
- Be there in an hour.

Yeah. I'll give you a lift.

Cheers.

We'll take the stuff.

This has got to be a
first, woman reads map.

One more time, Becks,
and then I'll give up.

It's your fault, you
shouldn't have pointed it out.

It's no skin off my nose.

It was you who was adamant
you had given up detecting.

It's the last time I promise.

I know we're gonna
find something this time.

You're gonna find it more
difficult than you think.

- Why?
- You've sold your detector.

Bollocks.

What the fuck is that?

Yeah, I know.

No, seriously, what
the fuck is that?

Does that say "Power Rangers"?

The stickers will peel off.

No, leave them, I
think they're cool.

I sold my detector,
it's a downgrade.

Downgrade? Better off with

a paper plate on
the end of a stick.

Well, what sort of
penetration is that gonna give?

It's only gonna pick up
things that are on the surface.

Yeah, you're better
off blindfolding yourself,

make it more exciting.

Luckily, I've brought a spare.

Thank God.

Yeah, not for you,
Green Power Ranger,

you've made your own bed.

For you, Becky.

Oh, right, cheers.

Andy will walk you
through the features.

But it's a simple
enough machine...

Not as simple as
his divining rod.

Here, see if it works.

It's morphing time!

Got your headphones?

- Doesn't have a jack.
- Volume?

No. Just on or off.

Right, well, you're
gonna be detecting

right at the far
end of that field.

Who's this?

Looks like Simon and Garfunkel.

Welly, welly, well, well, well.

What do we have here?

Piss off, Phil.

Whoa-ho-ho! Hello!

What's this? The new detector?

It's all I need.

It's the Fisher Price
"My first metal detector."

Sweet.

Funny.

Why are you here Phil?

I just came down here
to tell you, this isn't over.

Not by a long shot.

Shut up, Paul.

This site is too important to be
bungled by a bunch of amateurs.

Bungled?

Yeah, bungled...

'cause that's all
you're capable of doing.

Bungling?

Yes, you idiot!

And when the MCMD find out

what a slipshod
operation you're running,

we will be reinstated.

Oi! Get off my land!

I thought I told you
two to stay away!

This pathway is a
public right of way.

I don't want you on it.

We have a civil right to
be on this piece of land,

and there's nothing
you can do about it.

I'll set the dogs on you.

What dogs?

Come on, girls! Come
on, let's be having you!

Come on, after them!

Come on, girlies!

Come on, girls!

Come on, let's be having you.

Go on, after them! After them!

Go on, that's it, good girls.

Good girls. Come here.

Good girls, lovely girls.

Well done!

Ahh. Public right
of way my arse.

I'll say who can come
onto my farm or not.

Thanks, Mr. Bishop.

Larry.

So, you found the dogs, then?

No these are new ones,
ex-forensic sniffer dogs.

Probably give me
no end of trouble.

Oh, well, they're lovely, Larry.

Aren't they? Aren't they lovely.

Idiot animals.

Well, if you're
happy, I'll be off.

Let me know if you find
any treasure, won't you?

- Will do.
- Will do.

Come on, girlies. Come
on, let's be having you.

Come on, good girls. Jolly good.

Good girls. Come on, keep up.

Come on, stop
sniffing over there.

- Come on.
- See you soon.

- Bye.
- Jolly good.

Well, we'll start off in
that corner over there.

It's morphing time!

Good luck.

We could swap if you like,

this one might be simpler
for you to understand.

No thanks, I'm all
right with this one.

- Sure?
- Yep.

Might want to hang
on to that one, though.

- Yeah?
- Yep.

Why's that then?

Someone might need it.

- Really?
- Yep.

You know don't you?

- Yeah.
- How do you know?

Lance told me.

No, I figured it out for
myself, but Lance confirmed it.

Are you... pleased?

Yeah.

I found my gold.

Why do you want to give up?

I don't, but, you know.

No, I don't know.

Becky can't even begin
to comprehend this.

Well, why do you want her to?

Because it's important to
me... I want her to understand it.

Well, she does understand
that it's important to you.

That's enough, isn't it?

You don't need
her to get into it.

It's a hobby that's all.

Men have hobbies and
women don't understand them,

that's the way it's always been.

I mean how many female
train spotters are there?

How many women
commit to an afternoon

reorganizing their vinyl
in alphabetical order?

You don't want to spend an
evening with a beautiful woman

just comparing comic
book collections, do you?

What you want is your partner to

shake her head, roll her
eyes, and look at you and say,

"You and your hobbies...
I'll never understand men."

I had a friend once,
he had a cactus.

Same cactus sitting on
his windowsill for 15 years.

Then one day, someone
gave him a second cactus.

And within six months...

he had to move to a bigger house

with enough space
for his cactus collection.

Now, a woman she could have

two, three cacti, and she'd say,

"Yes, that's probably
enough cacti for me."

What have you got?

Ring pull,

'86 Shandy Bass.

Pub?

Go on then.

There's always tomorrow.

♪ Will you search through
the lonely Earth for me? ♪

♪ Climb through the
briar and brambles? ♪

♪ I'll be your treasure ♪

♪ I felt the touch
of the kings ♪

♪ And the breath of the wind ♪

♪ I knew the call of
all the songbirds ♪

♪ They sang all
the wrong words ♪

♪ I'm waiting for you ♪

♪ I'm waiting for you ♪

♪ Mmm-mm-mm-hmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mm mm-hmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mm-mm-mm-hmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mm-mm-hmm ♪

My mate, Paul, he
collected collections.

Wrote a memoir,

"Recollections of a
Collection Collector."

As far as I know,
it's still unpublished.

♪ Will you swim through
the briny sea for me ♪

♪ Roll along the ocean's floor ♪

♪ I'll be your treasure ♪

♪ I'm with the
ghosts of the men ♪

♪ Who can never sing again ♪

♪ There's a place, follow me ♪

♪ Where a love lost at sea ♪

♪ Is waiting for you ♪

♪ Is waiting for you ♪