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I left my house keys
in the office.

I'll only be a minute, sweetheart.

And then we can continue
the party.

Hello?

Hello?

What's going on here then?

Oi! Oi!

Did anyone come through here?

I don't suppose you know
the names

of any good
private investigators?

Come on, Frank,
I thought this was supposed
to be a fresh start for us?

Well, you're the one who broke
the first rule of our partnership--

Whoever has the last biccie has
to go out and get a new packet!

I didn't have it! I told you.

I don't even like
chocolate bourbons.

I'm more of a
custard cream girl!

- Well, maybe you've changed.
- Well, you certainly haven't.

- You're still the same pig-headed--
- Ahem!

Your 2 o'clock is here.

Something like that...

- Great role play. Yes.
- Yes. Hello. Hi.

Earl grey?

Oh. Cheers.

No biscuits though, I'm afraid.

- So Mr Young--
- Rick, please.

Rick. You're running
the family business?

Young's Fastenings.

I took over from my father
a year ago.

We're the number one
manufacturer

of clothing fastenings
in the UK.

So you could say
you've got the, uh,

got the market sewn up.

Actually, under my leadership,

we've designed a brand new zip

that's going to completely
revolutionise flies.

I have a dream that one day,
whenever people use the toilet,

they'll think about me-- us.

Me.

- That's impressive.
- It is.

We've landed a major deal

with an international clothing
manufacturer,

but I've heard rumours

that our main rival
has been sniffing around.

And last night somebody tried to
get access to my computer files.

Right. And you think they were trying
to get information on the deal?

Clearly, they were trying
to access a copy of the contract

before we sign it on Monday.

And you think the intruder
is working for your competitors?

Not exactly.
They've got a key.

And they had the alarm code.

And plus, they knew
how to escape out the side door.

I have been betrayed by one
of my own, and I know who it is.

My Head of Design,
Jacques Du Bois.

Lately, he's been taking
extra long breaks off-site.

He could be talking to anyone.

Plus, you know, he's French.

You don't think
it could be anyone else?

No. My senior team
would never betray me.

Plus, I've recently installed
some extra security measures

during this contract
negotiation.

I've got him on camera!

See?

I'd recognise
those shifty shoulders anywhere.

Even with enhancement,

there's no way you're gonna
prove that that is him.

Which is why I've come to you.

I may be a guiding light
in the fastenings industry,

but corporate espionage?

I need a bit of help.

I've booked us a team-building
experience this weekend

and I would like you to join us.

- Team building?
- I've negotiated a great deal.

Jacques will be there.

It's his last chance
to steal the contract

and it's the perfect place
for you two to set a trap,

catch him in the act.

You want to hire us
for the weekend?

The whole weekend?

I have a sizeable budget,
money's no object.

- No, it's not gonna w--
- We'll do it.

Scoot-er Or-land-o.
From Premier Petpals.

Pre-mier Pet Pals.
Anyway. I just love animals.

Yeah, like, I have
an adorable miniature dachshund

at home.

Dachs--? Dix--? Dach--?

I look ridiculous.

What were you thinking, letting
Sebastian plan our cover?

Oh, stop it.

He's put a lot of work
into this.

I think I look great.

Anyway, we said didn't we,
we'd let him play a larger role

in investigations, remember?

And if anyone should be upset
it should be me.

You could have checked with me

before you accepted
working the entire weekend.

How are you so bothered about?

Rick might be an idiot,

but he paid us upfront
for the whole two days.

What if I had plans?

What, like watching reality TV
or going shoe shopping?

Uh...

Oh, look.

"The team building experts!"

Looks like this weekend
could be just what we need.

Yo, yo, yo, yo!

Hi.

Hello! I'm Roz Shepherd,
owner of Arden Escapes.

I can't wait to facilitate

the optimum harmonisation
of your team.

Whoo-hoo!

We are so amped for this, Roz.

S'up, everyone.

Scooter Orlando,

brogrammer and CEO
of Premier Petpals.

It's the app that finds dog
owners playdates for their pets.

These are my guys.
This is Jessie.

She is the bomb
at comms and marketing.

And Bob is--

- An intern.
- ...an intern.

And he makes a mean oat cortado.

My dad used to drive
one of them.

I'm Rick Young. CEO, obviously,
of Young's Fastenings.

- Hey.
- Oh, sorry.

Um, I'm Aleena Oliver and I'm--

She's just my secretary.

But this man mountain here

started out as my father's
apprentice,

if you can believe it.

And now he's the Head
of Manufacturing--

- Sylvester Forrester.

- Sly.
- Wouldn't like to meet him
on a dark night.

And this is Jacques Du Bois.

Quoi?

Sorry. I am Jacques.

I design fastenings.

I have always been fascinated
by the mechanics of them.

Buckles,

eyelets,

clasps,

studs.

Riveting.

Oh,
I could listen to him

recite the whole phonebook
in that accent and be happy.

And my personal favourite--
zips.

Thank you so much, Jacques.

I really get a sense of your...
passion for your work.

So, Voyagers, let's start our
journey towards group cohesion!

Welcome to Arden Escapes, everyone.

It's beautiful, so peaceful.

The entire place is off grid,
powered by that generator.

Does that mean
there's no phone signal?

I'm going for charmingly rustic,
not stone-age.

The generator also powers
our own mobile mast.

No way, Segways?! This is dope!

I used to, like, commute to work
on one of those things.

- Yeah.
- And tug-of-war, eh?

Me and Sly are gonna
wipe the floor with everybody.

We aim to break down any
pre-existing negative energy,

and foster positive team morale.

Studies have shown
the best way to achieve that

is through fun,
physical activities.

Shall we?

Fun, physical activities?

There is no way
I'm going on a Segway.

They are death traps.

Maybe you should have thought
of that

before you took the job
without consulting me!

This is the communal area.

Tea and coffee
is available at all times.

And your cabins
are just outside.

Ah. Well,
I'd better get changed.

I don't want to damage
the old custom Rolex.

Mr Young, remember what the
doctor said about your angina.

You mustn't over exert yourself.

Stop fussing, woman.

I've, uh, actually got the heart
of an ox.

I can handle all types
of exertion...

You're in cabin number four,
first on the right.

Cabin number four you say?

Well, I'd better take
my work bag and laptop

and put it in that cabin.

'Cos this weekend is
all about fun with my team, huh?

Not life-changing contracts.

Aleena, with me! Bags!

We need to get those cameras
in as soon as possible.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Like,
I've got a miniature dachs--

dachs-- weiner dog, Margo.

She loves using Premier Petpals
to hang with her friends.

So how does it work exactly?

Ah, well, it's like Tinder,
but for dogs.

Bob, can I check something
with you, bro?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Did you get the cameras in okay?

Yes.

So Roz, have long
have you had this place?

I welcomed my first Voyagers
last year.

I actually built a lot
of this place myself.

Really?

It's amazing what you can learn
on the internet.

Roz, will we be stargazing
this weekend?

Hopefully, later.

My Voyagers find it
particularly inspiring.

My dad was
an amateur astronomer.

We used to come here
all the time when I was a girl.

There's no light pollution,
you see.

When I decided
to start Arden Escapes

I just knew I had to choose
this spot.

Awe, that's lovely.

Yeah, you know,
I'm a big fan of stars.

I'm a Scorpio,
in case you couldn't guess.

- Jessie?
- Well...

Jessie? Jessie!

That's me.

My God.
That man is unbelievable.

Well, you won't have to put up
with him for much longer.

Jacques took the bait.

The motion detector
has been triggered.

We got paid for
the whole weekend

and we might be home
by lunchtime.

You are welcome.

So, you're the mole.

- What?!
- Don't be ridiculous.

I mean, look at her.

Does this cardigan scream out
espionage to you?

- She triggered the cameras.
- Yeah,

and we just caught her
going through your work files.

Mr Young,
what's going on?

They are working for me, undercover.

Keep up.

Aleena here, she's been working
for me for years,

ever since I started up
my first company.

We sold steam cleaners.

Premium steam-based
domestic appliances.

I'm more of a
big picture thinker,

Aleena here, she takes care
of all the boring stuff.

- Boring stuff?
- Oh, I-I work out the budgets,

manage the work-flowing,

make sure the paperwork
is in order.

See? She's just doing her job.

Now these two have got to go
along

and set every thing back up
again,

'cos you've ruined the trap!

Come on.

Sorry!

Wow.

It feels like Aleena's

literally running the company
for him.

You don't suppose she wanted
to make a bit of extra cash

on the side, so you?

You think she is the mole?

Well,
that handbag is designer.

There's no way she could afford
that on an assistant's wage.

Except she's got access to the
company files and Rick's laptop

whenever she wants.

She wouldn't need to break in.

Look, we need to focus
on Jacques,

do what we were hired to do.

Voyagers, it's time to reclaim
the power of connection!

You're playing paintball!

Oh...

Okay.

When colleagues have to work
together towards a common goal,

it strengthens their
unifying bond.

So we'll be playing
Young's Fastenings

versus Premier Petpals.

- Last one standing wins.
- Whoo!

Bring it on!

Sorry Scooter,
but I think you'll find

we're a very effective team.

Well, most of us.

Hey, it's just a bit of fun, bro.

- Group hug.
- Huddle.

Hello? Oui?
Yes, I was expecting your call.

Mm-hmm.

Yes, I will get the information
over to you as soon as possible.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Yes.

Don't shoot, don't shoot!

I hate violence.

Oh. Oh, me, too,

I'm-- I'm more
of a lover than a fighter.

- Shall I...?
- Yeah.

Shall we just...
Shall we just hide here?

- Yes.
- Wait for them to finish
playing soldiers.

- Oh, yes.
- Yeah...

I'm being chased
by The Terminator.

Absolutely. Merci, merci.

I should have bought
some snacks.

- I usually do on a stake-out.
- Ah, that's sweet.

I meant to say actually,
I really loved your handbag.

Yeah, I've always wanted
one of those,

but they're a bit expensive.

I don't have anything else
to spend my money on.

And I have a really good salary,
for a secretary.

Okay.

Yeah, well, from what I've seen,
you deserve it.

- I do.
- Yeah.

I've done a lot more to help
Mr Young than just paperwork

- over the years.
- Oh, really?

I knew it!

I knew you wouldn't have
the bottle

to do what needs to be done.

- I'm sorry!
- Don't shoot, don't shoot.

I'm-- I'll happily surrender.

What's my motto?

Take no prisoners.

- Go on.
- Oh, no.

I'm so sorry.

No. You don't need to.

Am I dead?

Now am I fled.

My soul is in the sky.

Tongue, lose thy light.

Moon, take thy flight.

Now, die.

Die, die, die.

I thought you were American.

Dual nationality, bro.

Where's Jacques?

We don't need him.

Sly, get over here!

What are you doing?!
We're on the same team!

Sorry. I got a bit carried away.

So did I.

You are so petty.

Me, petty?

You're the one
who keeps accusing me

of eating the last biscuit!

That's because you did,
and you broke my favourite mug!

I did not!

But I wish I had,
cos it was hideous.

You're meant to be a team!

Clearly, we need to go back
to basics.

- Now--
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, darling.

Allow me.

Thank you.

Now, this exercise
solidifies trust.

You fall backwards
into the waiting arms

of your colleagues
who catch you.

Maybe your team should see
how it's done.

That is if you're comfortable
going first, Rick?

'Course I am, sweetheart.
Sly? Jacques?

Look and learn.

Right. Ready?

- Rick?
- Okay.

Alright. Here I come!

Oh!

I can't believe
he's gone.

The rail must have been live,
as soon as he touched it-- bam!

It's no use. I've got no signal.

The shock shorted
the lights and music,

it must have affected
the phonemast, too.

I'll take a look.
Scooter, with me.

I, uh, I don't think
I'll be much help, but sure.

Lead on, MacDuff!

This was me, wasn't it?

My stupid DIY wiring.

Oh, we don't know that for sure.

I was so determined
to make this place a success,

I ploughed all my inheritance
into it.

And now, I've accidentally
killed someone!

Shh.

Let us wait and see
what the authorities say.

How? We can't get through
to them.

Sly is good with his hands,

he will have the phonemast fixed
very soon.

Jessie! Jessie!

We might not have time to wait.

This wiring's been
deliberately tampered with.

It wasn't an accident,
it was murder!

- Any luck?

I mean, we really do
need to call the police.

The power surge has
completely fried the generator

and anything electrical,
even the phonemast.

I am shook, you guys.

And it gets worse.

The, uh, mini-bus was, like,
on charge, too,

so that's fried as well.

It's going to take a few hours
to get everything up and running.

Great, so we are in the middle
of nowhere with no power,

and no way to contact anyone.

Lu and Frank:

Look, Frank,
you can't just leave.

Someone needs to find a village
and contact the police.

We've been paid,
let's just cut our losses.

S-So you'd be alright,
would you,

if Keeler was to swoop in,

solve the murder,
and take all the glory, huh?

Come on, Frank,
these people will open up to us.

We could...
We could work this out.

Forget about
our stupid argument.

This is much more serious.
Someone in there is a murderer!

And a thief.

With the phone alerts down,

I went to check on Rick's
laptop-- it's gone.

The mole.

Right and the mole
is probably also the killer.

So we're half-way there already.

I mean, it would be nice
to see the look on Keeler's face

when he finds out
we've solved it already.

Right?

Okay, so we'll stay here
and work the case,

but Seb can go and find help.

I'm sorry, Seb can go where?

You need to find
the nearest village.

It's a couple of miles East.
East.

Through a forest.

Who do you take me for,
Errol Flynn?

The definitive Robin Hood?

I'm surrounded by philistines!

No, no, no.

They're not philistines,
they're trees!

- Come on, get a wriggle on.
- Yeah, go on.

You could,
like, "totally take a segway"

and, like, "commute," dude.

- What was that?
- I thought
it was American.

It wasn't, was it?

W--
The forest? I--

Be brave, Seb.

Oh, look.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Hi!
- My money's on the boring Frenchman.

I heard him talking on the phone
to someone before

about
"le information."

What if he thought Rick
was onto him and panicked?

But you know that Sly, he needs
to work on his anger issues.

Get this.

Just before the trust fall,
he stepped to the side.

He had no intention
of catching Rick.

Maybe that was because he knew
what was going to happen.

Well, look,
with Sly fixing the generator...

His room will be empty.

So I'll go check on it, yeah?

I'll go and see what
I can get out of Jacques.

What are you doing
in my room?

I would have gone
for a nickel four-part stud.

Much stronger
for repeated outdoor wear.

Sorry.

I needed some space
and I cannot help myself.

Well, you certainly know
your stuff.

Although it seemed
like Rick

didn't appreciate
your expertise.

- Most people do not.
- I get it.

Scooter can be a nightmare.

Sometimes I just want to...
You know?

No.

Rick was a good boss
and a good man.

We got on well.

That's funny
because Rick invited us here

to keep an eye on you.

Look, I'm not an intern
for a dog app.

- I'm a private investigator.
- What?

Rick thought you were
working for his competitors,

trying to steal information
on the zip contract.

Th-- That is ridicule.

Yeah, but is it, though?

I heard you on the phone
earlier.

Sounded like you're up
to something.

I...I do have a secret, yes.

But it's not espionage,
and it's certainly not murder!

They are opening a museum
of press-studs in Slough,

and they have asked me
to help curate the Exhibition.

Wow. That sounds... thrilling.

So that's what all the
lunchtime meetings were about?

I couldn't say anything to Rick.

He would not have let me do it.

I lied before.

Rick was not a good man or boss.

He was vindictive, especially
when it came to business.

Jacques, I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Where've you been?

Just a-- Just a late lunch.

- How can I help?
- I wanted to thank you.

Your new zip design
is a real game changer,

so we're
fast tracking production.

That is great news.

It is. It is. It is.
It is. It is.

So, I'm going to close down
the factory,

move production overseas.

It's gonna save us a fortune,

and... it's all thanks to you.

People think I am strange,
I know this.

But to me,
a well-made zip or clasp

is the perfect marriage
of design and functionality.

The old Mr Young,
he shared my passion,

that is why we got on so well.

But Rick, he did not care about
tradition or craftsmanship.

All he cared about was profit.

He would of have us make
inferior, mass-produced rubbish!

Did Sly know about
the factory closure?

But of course,
he is Head of Manufacturing.

Have you seen Sly?

I thought he might need these
but he's not at the generator.

He has probably gone back
to his room for something.

Wait, his room?

You stay away from my partner!

- What are you doing, Frank?
- I was saving you.

- What?
- Awe, Frank, that's really sweet.

What were you going
to do with that?

Sly was just-- he was just showing
me pictures of his little daughters.

They're 6 and 3.

Yeah, and he's got
another one due next week.

Oh, they're my world.

I was just explaining to Lu

that's why I've been a bit...
stressed.

I'm terrified the missus
is gonna go into labour early.

- Lu?
- Oh, yeah,

I had to come clean,
tell him who we really were,

'cos he caught me going through
his smalls!

Sly and Lu:

So your bad mood
wasn't because Rick

- was closing the factory down?
- That, too.

Do you know how many good
people he's putting out of work?

- Including you?
- No, no, no, no, no.

He had a worse punishment
in store for me.

You want me to tell
the staff about the closure?

But... I've known
those guys most of my life.

Exactly. You know them best.

Besides, I'm more
of a big picture strategist.

I don't concern myself
with the minor details.

Minor details?!

Careful, it's going to be
pretty hard to justify

the Head of Manufacturing when
that manufacturing is in China.

I'm really looking
for a team player.

Someone I can rely on to carry
out what needs to get done.

How's the family, Sly?

Soon to be five I understand?

What an exciting time for you
and the wife.

I'll speak to the guys
on Monday.

That's the spirit!

He knew I couldn't afford
to lose my job.

He had you over a barrel.
He's dead, now you're free.

You think I killed him?

If I really wanted to create
a lethal shock

I would have done it properly.

And I wouldn't have blown
the phonemast.

If my wife goes into labour,

how's she going to get hold
of me?

I've wasted too much time
already.

I need to get back
to the generator.

Looks like Rick
was more than just an idiot.

Everyone seemed to hate him,
some of them with good reason.

Doesn't help our investigation.

Yeah. Maybe we've reached
the end of the line, eh?

But Sebastian must have got
a signal on his phone by now.

Keeler should be here
any minute, right?

The phone, of course!

Which one's East?

Erm...

Eenie, meenie, mi--

But soft.

What light
through yonder window breaks.

It is the east,
and Juliet is the sun.

Just call me Errol!

Frank,
is this really necessary?

- What?
- Well, you're interfering
with a dead man!

Well, not the first time,
won't be the last!

- Oh.
- Look, you said yourself,

Keeler will be here any minute

and I'm not letting
that smug idiot solve this.

We need to find out what else
Rick was hiding.

Ah.

Got it!

Ah, the case must
have stopped it getting fried.

Do you, um, reckon the face ID
might work?

Frank, you are not opening
a phone with a dead man's face!

Let's just ask Aleena
for the PIN code,

she seems to know
everything else.

Yeah, she does, doesn't she?

I think the intruder
deliberately moved

the framed photo
to obscure themselves from view.

They knew where the camera was.

Didn't you, Aleena?

It's not what you think.

It wasn't corporate espionage,
it was corporate manslaughter.

There was an incident when I worked
for Mr Young's old company.

A steam mop blew up

and a customer ended up dying
of their injuries.

Mr Young knew they were
potentially dangerous,

but he sold them anyway.

And then his family organised
top lawyers

and he shredded
all his paperwork,

and deleted all his files.

I bet he paid you a pretty penny
to keep quiet too, eh?

It's been killing me ever since.

You have to understand,

I couldn't go against
Mr Young's orders.

I was too scared.

So what changed?

I was contacted by a journalist

who was looking for information
about the accident.

I just had to get them
hard evidence,

so I bought some spy software
that reinstated deleted files.

I-I knew he was
at an industry awards dinner.

I-I thought I had time.

And now he's dead, you can get
the files at your leisure.

No! N-No.

I was trying to remove the
software before anyone found it.

I wanted justice,
but not like this.

Have you got the details of this
journalist that contacted you?

Lu, Frank.

I've tried my best, but...

I don't think
I'm going to make it.

And I...

I need to tell you
some things.

I have to face what's coming
with a clear conscience.

I'm the one who always eats
the last biscuit.

I only plant the empty packets
on Lu's desk

because I don't want
to have to buy the next lot.

And Frank,
I broke your favourite mug.

On purpose.

That had to be done, it was
an affront to good taste.

And Lu, dear Lu.

I lied when I said
that purple jumpsuit suited you.

You looked like
a human Quality Street.

And... there's more.

Something isn't right
about this journalist.

They're too... too pushy,
too emotional.

It's like it's personal to them.

Well, maybe
they're not press at all.

Maybe they're a relative
of the victim.

Yeah. What if they just
followed Rick here to kill him?

What if they're still hiding
somewhere on-site?

Sebastian?

It was terrifying,
I came this close to death.

I could have given in to
starvation or to the elements.

Thank you.
I could have been eaten.

Really? What by? A badger?

You were only gone
an hour and a half!

Poor Sebastian.

Don't suppose you fancy
trying again, do you?

No? That's fine, that's fine.

Yeah, we'll just stay here

and wait for Sly
to fix the generator.

Won't take much longer,
will it?

Now that Keeler's

not going to be here
any time soon,

we've got to solve
this one ourselves.

So, you think this person

who was contacting Aleena
is our murderer?

Look at the last message.

Uh..."I'm taking
matters into my own hands."

They do sound like
the words of a would-be killer.

If only we had more
than a stupid username to go on.

- 1610ganymede. Ganymede?
- Ganymede, yes.

It's Jupiter's largest moon.

- Is it?
- Mm.

I, uh, once played Galileo

in a very well-received
community production

about the Medici family.

I know who it is.

You're private investigators?

And you're @1610ganymede,
aren't you?

Named after
a famous astronomer's discovery.

Your dad must have taught you
all about Galileo, right?

You never mentioned
how he died,

but we're guessing
he was the customer killed

by Rick's faulty product?

Is that
why you electrocuted him?

No! I don't know what
you're talking about.

I understand.

My mum died a couple
of years ago and it's...

Well, you never really
get over it, do you?

And it's obvious that you
really did love him very much.

You built this whole centre
in his favourite place.

And it must have been
so frustrating

when Rick wriggled out
of all the charges.

Is that why you contacted
Aleena?

Yeah. But then she let you down.

She failed to produce
the evidence,

didn't she, that you needed?

You must have felt
like the only person

you could rely on was yourself.

So you engineered a way for
Rick to come to you, am I right?

I reached out, gave him a great
deal on a weekend.

I just wanted to confront him,

have him admit what he did
to dad and say sorry.

But Rick wasn't
the kind of person

to take responsibility
for his actions.

No.

You know, you remind me
a lot of myself, Roz.

I'm not afraid
to put myself out there.

Show the team
that I can be hands-on.

It is important to lead
by example.

I understand you used to run
your own company

before taking
over the family business.

It was World Stage
Steam Products, wasn't it?

Someone's done
their homework.

- Well actually I--
- Could have been huge for us.

Number one provider

of steam-based cleaning devices
in the world.

But we had to fold
because of some idiot customer.

I'm sorry, what?

Yeah they hurt themselves
on one of our products.

Clearly, they were using it
incorrectly,

but we got the blame.

Total witch hunt.

Luckily, the law saw sense,

but it ended up costing
us the company.

You know, sometimes, Roz,

there really is no justice
in the world.

Lads, let's talk tactics.

You're right,
there is no justice.

He actually thought
he was the victim.

So you decided
to punish him yourself.

I re-wired the PA system
during your paintball match.

It was meant to be
a small shock.

Non-lethal for other people,

but not for Rick
with his angina.

I wanted it to look
like he had a heart attack.

Clearly, I got
the wiring wrong.

It's ironic, really,

now I'll be the one charged
with manslaughter.

Uh, this wasn't a workplace
accident.

You're looking at murder charge,
Roz.

Sly's fixed the generator!

Oh!

Frank! Move!

Where did she go?

Oh!

Hey, Frank...

Do it!

Seb, come with me!

Yes. Where to?

- Where are we going?
- Come with me!

Come on.

Now!

Oh.

Whoops!

What's going to happen
to the business now?

Old Mr Young is too upset
to come out of retirement.

So... he's asked Aleena
to step up.

Turns out he knew she was
the one with the real brains

behind the operation.

I'm keeping production
in the UK.

And the Youngs
are going to sponsor

Jacques' press-stud exhibition.

I-I'm sure I can get
you and Frank

some free tickets when it opens.

Merci beaucoup.

I don't regret it, you know.

Save it for the formal
statement, Miss Shepherd.

I want her processed
and ready for an interview

- as soon as we get back.
- Yes, Sir.

What's this I hear about you
on the back of a Segway, Frank?

I would have loved
to have seen that.

Except that would've meant
you being here,

actually doing your job.

Instead of leaving us to do it, again.

I think I preferred it when you
guys were working separately.

It was a lot less hassle for me.

Ooh.

Um... How did you know
what Lu had in mind before,

with the tug-of-war rope?

Well, she might get on my nerves
most of the time.

But when it matters,
we've got each other's back.

- Awe.
- Yeah.

Well, I think we decided
that it was a waste of time

blaming each other for
petty grievances in the office.

Mm.

We should be blaming you.

Yeah, as soon
as I got my phone signal back,

an interesting video came
though.

I can explain.

- I wore that jumpsuit
to my cousin's wedding!
- I loved that mug!

Well...

Do you, uh, think we
should go after him?

No. He'll reach
the nearest village eventually.

Unless, of course,
he gets eaten by a badger.