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Oh, no!

Stay back! S-s-stay back!

S-s-s-s-stay back I say!

No! Oh, please.
Please, I beg you, leave me!

Leave me!

Leave-- leave me alone!

Oh, oh!

Oh. Oh.

Oh, Frank please.

Can you turn it down?
I can't hear myself think.

This is research for
out next client.

Her father is a very famous
film director. Reynard Lennox.

Surely even you've heard of
"The Death Veil"?

Is it a RomCom?

No, it's a horror.

Well, then no.

Reynard Lennox. Famous film
director, and nobody told me?

Well, don't get too excited.
He's retired.

Bit like you.

I think you'll find I'm resting.

Oh. Is that what you call it?

Excuse me.

Sorry. The door was open.

- Ms. Lennox?
- No. Regan Kernow.

I'm here about
the receptionist job.

Oh, lovely. Oh, great.
Well, come in!

I mean, you have!

Finally. Oh no, no, no.

I'm sorry, I...

What he means is,
we've had two no-shows already

so it's really lovely
to meet you.

I'm Luella Shakespeare.

And I'm Frank Hathaway.
I'm the senior partner.

It's debatable.

And this is Sebastian,
our Investigative Assistant.

Executive Investigative
Assistant. Hi.

Oh, sorry I'm so late.
I missed three buses.

Well, drove straight past me!

They were full of people
in horror costumes.

Some big convention in town
apparently.

Well, don't worry.
You're here now, aren't you?

Do you want to have a seat?
Have a tea or a coffee or--

Could I get a coffee please.
Milk, with no sugar. Thank you.

Oh, I hope it's not
really cringe,

but I brought these.

I do a bit of baking
in my spare time.

How lovely!

"Bait the hook well,
this fish will bite."

Do you want to go
and put them on a plate

and maybe we'll eat them?

The interview.
Shall we do the interview? Yes?

- Yes! Yes!
- Great.

Oh, me?
So, Miss Kernow,

what first attracted you to
working at a detective agency?

I find what you do
so fascinating.

It must be so exciting
catching criminals,

finding missing people.

You must be so clever.

- I have my moments.
- I have more.

The thing is, your role would
actually be more admin-based.

Oh, I know that.

I've got lots
of office experience,

and I'm very computer literate.

That's great. That is great.

Do you bake much?

- Is that a requirement?
- Absolutely.

Yeah, it actually might be.

You know, if we were going
undercover as chefs.

Yes, or like in a bakery.

Imogen Lennox to see you both.

Oh!

Quick! Quick!

Frank.

Thank you.
I know it sounds extraordinary,

but I'm convinced someone
is literally trying

to scare him to death.

Wow! And do all these
visions have like

references to his films?

And there were no other
witnesses apart from Reynard?

Yes, but it's not dementia.

He's sharp as a pin.

And when did he have
his first encounter?

About three weeks ago.

Could it be someone
with a grudge?

Well, there'd be no shortage
of candidates.

Father made a lot of enemies
back in the day.

He had a reputation
for bullying actors, crew.

Portia Frost?

Ooh, she's
on at the RSC now.

It's his ex-wife.
She wrote a memoir.

Wasn't very nice.

You read a book?

No. It was in the tabloids.

She made her name in Reynard's

"Nunsploitation" movies
back in the '80s.

I read it. She was traumatised
by working with him.

Especially on that last film
they did together.

"The Death Veil".

Apparently the horror
scenes were

"highly disturbing" to film.

But you know
what actors are like.

She was probably
just being dramatic.

Well, I'm sure he was no angel.

But other directors have
been accused of far worse.

Sorry, is Portia your
step-mum?

Never even met her.

She was father's second wife.
And my mother was number three.

So, why do you think
this is all started now.

after all these years?

I wonder if it's
because of the convention.

Father's coming out of
retirement

for a retrospective of his work,
starting today.

Yeah, I know, yeah. Sold out.

Well, anyway, listen.

We can put some spy cameras
up at your house.

Yeah, and where do you think
your dad will be right now?

Because we need to speak to him.

He's at the convention.

Would you like to meet him there
or back at the house?

Oh at the Convention!
Definitely.

Yeah, the convention.
Because, it's...

For research purposes, obviously.

Okay. Well I'll see you there.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you. Take care.

Thank you. Thanks.
See you there.

For research purposes.

- What?
- You are such a geek.

I am not a geek.

Reynard Lennox's
movies are cult classics.

Hey, Regan. Sorry. We're just
about to dash out. But...

We'd like to offer you
a week's trial.

- Yes.
- Under my expert tutelage.

How does that sound?

- That'd be amazing. Thank you!
- Great!

Lesson one--
telephonic diction.

Have you ever been
to a horror convention?

Um, let me think. No.
Why would I?

Ah you're gonna love it.

What was that?

I've always said
that horror is in the blood.

Even my ancestral home was
the site of one

of the bloodiest battles
in the English Civil War.

Coincidence?

I'll let you be the judge
of that!

Gorewood.

Where "The Death Veil"
was filmed of course.

As it might be again soon.

Oh, did I say that? No, I...

I couldn't possibly comment.

Although, if you're all still
here on the final day,

you may very well hear a very
interesting piece of news.

But as I was saying,
it's in the blood.

Even neurobiologists believe

that psychopathy can be
hereditary, passed down

from father to son.

It's why I had a daughter.

I strangled the boys.

I'm not joking!

That's a bit dark, isn't it?

Yes, well, unfortunately,

we have run over our
allotted time.

For now.

But Reynard will return
tomorrow for the screening.

And prior to that, we have
an exciting monster-making demo

from James Colvy.

James?

Would you care
to give us a preview?

Thank you, Mandir.

First, I'd like to say
what a massive honour it is

to be on the same stage
as Reynard Lennox.

And what can you tell us
about the demo?

Well, we will be looking at
the evolution of effects

all the way from back
in the '80s

to what we can achieve now
in just a fraction of the time.

And that's tomorrow
at 12:00 p.m.

Perhaps we can even
entice Reynard to join.

In the meantime, our thanks to
the master.

My pleasure, my pleasure.

Thank you.

- Long time.
- Yes. Not long enough.

Still using my name
to peddle your other

"lesser known" artists I see?

This whole event is about you.

My God, you haven't
changed at all, have you?

And I won't be appearing
on any panels with him!

- Father?
- The feeling is mutual.

What's going on?

Um, these are
the people we discussed.

Mr. Hathaway
and Ms. Shakespeare.

I need a drink. Shall we go?

It's a great pleasure
to meet you.

- I'm a massive fan.
- No, he really is.

He's not exaggerating.

I love all your films.

He loves your work.

Imogen's been telling us
about these "visitations".

Any idea who's behind them?

If they're even real.

You didn't imagine them.

He was genuinely terrified.

I could put together
a list of potential suspects,

if it would help.

Yeah, that would be great.

I want to have a word with you.
What was that smug remark about

"The Death Veil"?

We're in discussions
regarding a remake.

- Who's directing?
- Father.

Why wasn't I informed?

Just like old times.
The same quarrels, bitching.

That's how to make an entrance.

Portia! Darling!
You look ravishing!

You don't. You've shrivelled.

Oh.

It must be the guilt
withering you.

Mandir?

Why did you change
tomorrow's schedule?

My Q&A has
been moved to accommodate

a screening of his ghastly film.

You didn't say
that when you saw the grosses.

I didn't make a penny
from that God forsaken movie.

Uh, it's a classic.

- Well?
- Well...

he's the bigger ticket.

Whatever.
Anyway, I'm at the RSC now,

so I don't need
these tawdry pantomimes anymore!

Portia, wait.

Perhaps we can work
something out. Please.

This is what it was
like every day on set.

Ignore them. This event
is about you, not them.

Hear hear!

- Can we go now, please?
- Yeah.

Okay. Well, shall we see you
at the house?

We need to get Sebastian
to look into Mandir.

Mm.

Portia's a diva, isn't she?

Isn't she just.

I should be more like that.

Nah. Please don't.

- Nice and evenly.
- Okay.

So Frank was in the police
before setting up the agency?

- Detective Inspector.
- Was Lu a cop, as well?

- A hairdresser.
- That's random.

They make a surprisingly
effective team.

Just watch your lines
of symmetry

Never a dull moment.

It's Lu.
Her ears must be burning.

"Look into Mandir Choudhury,
convention organiser".

This brings us very neatly
to our next lesson,

background checks.

We'll let biscuit
arranging bed in.

What are they like
as bosses, though?

They are fair.

And they reward hard work.

As I'm sure you will
soon discover.

Frank's funny.

Hm. Don't be fooled.

He's a lot sharper
than he looks.

It must cost you a fortune
to run this place.

Most of the rooms are
empty. I live here alone.

Oh, so you don't live here?

I did offer to move in, temporarily.

I don't need baby sitting!

I haven't lived at Gorewood
since I was a toddler.

Packed off to boarding school.

And after that, film school.

She's a decent filmmaker
in her own right.

Must be all that
"reflected glory"!

And she teaches. Oh!
My magnum opus.

Filmed here.
Saved us a pretty penny!

But if you'll excuse me,

I have a speech to prepare
for the screening tomorrow.

Mr. Hathaway.

You should be resting, father!

I better make tracks myself.

Is there anything else you need?

No, just the list.

Yeah, and, um, thank you.

We both feel so much better
having you around.

Aw.

Well, we'll be in touch.

Won't we, Frank?

Lovely. Thanks.

Ah, there you go.

Come on, give us a hand.
Go on, pull.

- I am pulling!
- Oh!

Ow!

Have you finished fitting
those cameras yet?

Just the last one to go.

Okay, well, hurry up, cos this
place gives me the creeps.

- Aaah!
- Aah! What?!

- You scare easy.
- Stop it!

Ooh.

Why, sir,
I'm going to have to get you!

Aaah!

Yes!
Did you see your face?

I nearly had heart attack!

Actually can we get
of here then?

I've had enough of the haunted
mansion for one day.

Oh, hey, Regan.
How's it going today?

Yeah, great.

How's it going?

Oh, we're working hard,
but she's a quick learner.

She's very bright.

Regan?

Want to talk us
through that background check

you did on Mandir?

- Coming.
- Thanks.

No, no, no.
You do the honours.

Okay. Um, well,
he's like the Invisible Man.

No socials.
But according to interviews

with Portia, he was Reynard's

script-writer
and creative consultant.

But when you go through
the actual credits,

it's like he's been erased.

Plenty of reason
for bad blood then.

So I joined a horror
fan community,

and they pointed me
towards this interview that

Mandir gave to
a fanzine called Gorelore

where he absolutely
trashes Reynard.

He claims that he stole his
work, bullied him.

And then recently, Reynard asked
him to catalogue an archive

of props from the films.

And they've
become a goldmine apparently.

Highly collectable.

Well, Reynard accused him of
not returning some of them.

So Mandir was livid.

Really? Enough to want revenge?

I'll try to find out
more tomorrow.

I was thinking
I could go to the convention.

That's a great idea, yeah.

Well done.

We'll make a detective
of you yet.

And now on two,
the first in our horror

double bill-- Reynard Lennox's
acclaimed "The Death Veil".

Ahhh! Leave me alone.
Leave me alone!

Imogen, I'm so sorry.

Is there anything we can do?

Just catch whoever did this.

Well, that's down
to the police now.

But you've had a head start.

I want every angle covered.

Just do whatever you can
to help them, okay?

- Of course.
- Of course.

Was it you that found him?

It was a groundsman. He spotted
the break-in first thing.

I drove here.

He was in bed,
stabbed through the heart.

I'll have to call you back.
What are you two doing here?

This is a crime scene.
You need to get back.

He was our client. We've got
every right to be here.

That's a Baselard dagger.

Like the one in
"The Death Veil".

I don't believe this.
What are you waiting for!?

Preserve the scene.

No press! No cameras!

Back!

Cameras.
The spy cameras.

We need to check the footage.

I'll get Sebastian to start
downloading it.

Shakespeare and Hathaway
Private Investigators.

Hiya, Regan. It's Frank.
Is Seb there?

No, he's just nipped
out to get some fangs.

- As you do.
- He told me about Reynard.

- Poor guy.
- Yeah.

That's why I'm calling. I've got
a very important job for you.

Yeah, I cannot wait to
see Keeler's face-- Hi--
when we solve this crime.

Yeah, he'll go ballistic!
Come on, Kernow.

What have you got for us?

I'm sorry.
I don't know what happened.

One minute it was downloading
and then the computer crashed.

But I logged back
onto the website,

but the footage
wasn't there anymore,

- and it's not in the cloud.
- We need that evidence.

- A man's dead!
- Alright, Frank. Calm down.

I'm sorry. I did
exactly what you said.

Don't worry. Honestly.
Spider will fix it.

Frank. Frank?!

- D'you want me to go?
- No.

I'm not gonna
get the job now am I?

Come in.

Ahh.

Zat was a nice nap.

But now I feel
a little peckish.

Fancy a quick bite?

- That's so good.
- Excuse me.

Did I miss something?

Just Frank being Frank.
You look amazing.

Oh.

Should you be out
in the daylight?

Oh, I'm wearing factor 50.

Oh, well.

Are you okay?

- Thank you.
- Here you go.

It's not your fault, you know.
That laptop was ancient.

If anyone can recover
the footage, it's Spider.

Who is this "Spider man"?

Because if it's Tom Holland,
I really wanna meet him.

Yeah, me too!
No, he's not-- he's not quite.

He's our-- He's our tech whizz.

Lives on the web,
hence the name.

Well, I hope he's as good
as you say.

Because I really
like working here,

- and now Frank hates me.
- No, he doesn't.

He just flies off the handle
sometimes.

- Oh.
- Thank you.

Yeah, we had a huge blowout
actually, a couple of years ago.

Ended the partnership over it.

Why? What happened?

He, um...

He lost some
really expensive tech equipment,

and then he blamed...

...someone
who really didn't deserve it.

And then it turned out
he had it all along, so...

- Really?
- Yeah.

Everyone can make mistakes--
even Frank,

who thinks he's perfect

I, uh, think I speak
for all my fellow podcasters

when I express
my sincere condolences.

Thank you.

He was a controversial figure
though, wasn't he?

I read your
Gorelore interview.

Why couldn't he have just given
you the credit you deserved?

Because things were
different then.

I never even had a contract.

But he was
your friend, wasn't he?

So I thought.

I idolised him.
Assumed he'd look after me.

And he gets
all the acclaim, all the money.

But still you went back
and worked for him again.

Why?

I thought he was trying
to rebuild the relationship.

And then he goes
and accuses you of stealing.

A blow upon a bruise.

Yes, you had a row yesterday,
didn't you-- after the panel?

Yes, he's remaking the film.
Without even consulting me.

Well, no wonder
you were furious.

It's like history repeating.

How do you know
we'd had an argument?

Uh...

This isn't about
any fun podcast.

- You're a journalist!
- No. Actually--

Think you
can make a fool out of me?

Get out!
Before I have you thrown out!

Um...

Ah, the wanderer returns.

Did you find Spider?

Yeah. He's working on it.

What?

Listen, it wasn't
your fault, Regan.

Uh, I'm sorry.

- Any messages?
- Got an e-mail from Imogen.

A list of Reynard's
potential enemies.

What about that fellow--

the one that Reynard
was rude to on stage?

- James...
- Colvy! James Colvy.

- He's not on there.
- He's not, no.

Do you want to look into him?
See what you can find out?

I think he's gonna be
at the convention.

Thanks.

Uh, no, darling!
No voucher, no selfie.

- Capiche?
- Capiche. Thank you.

Oh! Suits you.

I'm a huge fan,

- especially of your earlier work.
- Oh.

Reynard's death is
such a great blow.

- How are you holding up?
- Oh.

Words can't adequately express
how I feel.

I think you're a trooper,
if I may say so,

- for even showing up today.
- Oh, well,

being with the general public
brings me... so much joy.

I can tell.

I wore this as a small
personal tribute to him.

Well, where--
wherever he is now,

I'm sure he'd be
really thrilled.

- Next!
- Oh, uh, no. Sorry, sorry. Wait.

Um, I have a horror podcast,

and I was wondering if you might
be available to be interviewed?

I have a rate card
for interviews.

I don't think
you could afford me.

No, of course.

It's only that this would be
just for the fans,

those of us who have stood
by you through all the years,

the ups, and the downs.

Goodness knows there have
been... quite a lot of those.

I don't...

It would
only take a minute. Please?

I'm-- I'm sorry, darling.
Not-- Not now.

Well, well.

Hello? Yes. Uh, uh...
Oh. Where are you?

Look up.

- Aha.
- I'll swoop down to you!

- That was quick.
- He flew.

You bitten anyone nice lately?

Hm, no.
But I have caught a cougar.

- Or spycam has.
- That's James Colvy.

Hm. It looked like they
were having a lovers' tiff.

Really...?

Well, Regan found out

that he served 19 months
for theft.

- Where is he now?
- Could be anywhere.

Let's split up and find him.

Oh! Found him.

Oh! Hello.

Mr. Colvy?

Workshop starts at 12:00.

Yeah, we know. We're, um--

We're actually
private investigators,

and we wondered
if we could talk to you

about the murder
of Reynard Lennox.

Really?

I don't think I can be
of much help.

Uh, is there anything
you can you tell us

about your relationship
with Reynard?

- I didn't have one.
- But your girlfriend did,

didn't she-- Portia Frost?

- What?
- Is that why he was having a go
at you yesterday, hey?

- Did he find out? Hmm?
- Hmm?

Portia's my mother!

I only said it looked
like they were together.

Sorry.

So, does that mean
Reynard's your dad?

He's my ex step-father.

I hadn't seen him for decades
until yesterday.

Look, I was sorry
to hear what happened,

but we never got on.

He also treated my mother
very badly.

I read her memoir,
and she never mentions a son.

Thanks for reminding me.

Sorry.

Let's just say having an
illegitimate child wasn't good

for her "image" back then.

That must have been
very difficult for you.

It's also not common knowledge,

and I'd prefer
to keep it that way.

Look, I know Portia
could be difficult...

but she's my mother...

and I love her.

Now, if you don't mind?

Well, that was unexpected.

Yeah.
D'you think Mandir knew?

Maybe that's
why he got James up on stage,

just to stir things up?

There's only one way
to find out.

Plus, we need to ask him
about that dagger,

and if he's been stealing props.

I'd tread carefully.

Mandir has definite
anger management issues.

Really?

Oh.

It's Spider.
Oh. [ Chuckles ] Spider.

Hello.

Please tell me it's good news.

- You've got to be kidding me.
- Joe...

- I told you to back off.
- No, wait, please.

You need to see this.

Surveillance footage
of Gorewood House last night.

That's Portia Frost.

Scramble the team.
Meet me at the RSC.

She's not there. She's at the
Horror-Upon-Avon convention.

Send me that footage.

"Thanks, guys."
"No, pleasure, anytime."

"No, I really--
I couldn't do it without you."

The actress
Portia Frost has been arrested

on suspicion of the murder
of her former husband,

-the film director, Reynard Lennox.
- I'm innocent, you imbeciles!

Oh, look.
She's made the news!

Look at those earrings.
Love them.

I'll prove it!
I'll sue the lot of you!

She was arrested yesterday...
- Still looks great.

Hardly her
most convincing performance.

- Look at Keeler.
- I'd have taken that down a notch.

Keeler's like a block of wood.

- Keeler looks chuffed.
- Keeler's famous.

...confirming the actress
has now been formally charged.

Fortunately I was
able to find new evidence

which led to the arrest.

Um, Portia Frost
will be remanded in custody

pending a court hearing.

My thoughts and prayers
are with the Lennox family.

And, um, that's all for now.
Thank you.

Yeah, okay. Don't thank us
for your new evidence, will ya!

Poor Imogen, though.

It must be hard, mustn't it,
that all over the media.

I hope she's okay.

They're holding
a memorial for Reynard

at the convention
this afternoon.

It was on their socials.

But Imogen's saying
a few words, apparently.

We should go, shouldn't we?

We could have lunch
on the way.

Hm?

Frank? Did you hear that, memorial?

- Are you alright?
- Sorry. Just...

Something doesn't feel right.

Well, you can't argue
with your own cameras, can you?

Come on. Let's go
and get some lunch.

We can celebrate
you closing your first case.

So, what's our next case then?

Um, well, we've got that
workplace comp claim.

Mm.

Your lunch is going to get
cold, Frank.

- What are you watching?
- The surveillance footage.

Still?

I think my eyes were
bigger than my belly.

Does anyone else
want a bit of quiche?

Oh, no, thank you.

Oh, go on then.
Cut me a little slice.

Just a little one.

That's it! Look.
The knife's in the wrong hand.

In the film, Portia has
the knife in her left hand.

Probably 'cos she's left handed.
- Yeah. But in our footage...

...the killer has the knife
in the right hand.

It's not her.

Thanks.

Oh.
Wasn't expecting to see you.

We never picked up our cameras.

Of course.

Come in.

Ohh. Having a bit of a sort out,
are we?

Props we lent to the convention.

Anything we don't need
for filming

can go back in the attic.

- Filming?
- Yes.

The remake of "The Death Veil"
that Father mentioned?
It's going ahead.

Oh, I thought you'd
already remade that

a couple of nights ago...

when you murdered your dad.

What?

Yeah, we met Portia's son,
James Colvy.

Ring any bells?

- No.
- Ah well, Reynard told us

that you were a filmmaker
and a teacher.

And then we found out about you
actually taught at the prison.

HMP Corliss.

That's where you met James.

He did his time there.

Did he?

D'you have any idea
how many prisoners I've taught?

Let's see
if I can jog your memory.

Amazing what you can find
online.

Ah, yeah, there we go.
Your "star pupil."

He was a makeup
and prosthetics artist.

I found a plaster cast head

and some special effects
equipment here the other day.

A latex mask for you to wear...

so you could look like Portia.

You used us
to capture it on film,

like the great director.

You made
a little mistake, didn't you?

Portia's left-handed.

Whereas you, if I'm not
mistaken, are right-handed.

You terrorised your dad

just so you could bring us here,
and then frame Portia.

It was no more
than he deserved.

He never loved me.

He couldn't wait to send me
off back to boarding school,

get back to the two things
he loved--

making films
and chasing women.

- What's going on?
- They know.

But why kill him?
Why now?

Because he betrayed me.

He lied to me.

I looked after him,

when his health was declining,
when he was alone.

I'd almost started to forgive.

And then he...

He promised Imogen
she could direct his new film.

Then he changed his mind.

He wasn't
even going to tell me.

I found an e-mail
to the backers.

He was going to announce it on
the last day of the convention.

He promised me that film.

And I deserved it.

It was my birthright.

That's when I knew
what had to be done.

And you never loved your mother,
did you?

She tried to erase me
from her life.

I mean nothing to her.

And then when Imogen and I met,

it was like the universe
was showing us the way.

Together,
we could punish them both...

...and get everything.

We've all played
our part in this.

Even you.

And now it's such
a terrible shame,

but it seems your time
has come, too.

Run. Run.

Let's finish this, together.

Coming! Ready or not!

We shouldn't have gone up.

What choice did we have?

Oh.

Um, I can't find my torch.

Okay.

Aah!

No. Locked.

What now?

I've got an idea.

Please!
You don't have to do this!

We won't tell the police!
Honest!

Aah!

- We'll take these, thank you.
- Yes. Thank you very much.

This is all your fault.

Why didn't you tell me
your mother was left handed?!

You never asked!

So let me get this straight.

You made a "citizen's arrest"

with a baseball bat
and a hammer?

They were trying to kill us.

And now you're telling me it was
those two that murdered Lennox?

- Yes.
- I wouldn't like to be
in your facial hair

when you have to tell the Super
you arrested the wrong person--

especially a big celebrity.

Except that was your fault.

'Cos you two
gave me the evidence.

Hm... I don't-- No.
No, I don't think so.

I don't remember
you mentioning that on telly.

No.

- Pub?
- Yeah!

- Not you, obviously.
- No.

What tripped them up then?

Ahh, watch and learn.

Yeah, I scattered them
on the floor.

Ew. Gross.

"Some Cupid kills with arrows,
some with traps."

Yes, darlings!

'Tis I!

Fear not.
The show will go on!

As far as the Arden Police go,

I shall be suing them
for wrongful arrest,

defamation of character,
and-- ohh--

and emotional distress.

As for that detective thing,
uh...

Keeler! DS-- DS Keeler.
Yeah. Joe. Big daft tash.

Tall. Lives
on the Evesham Road...

Keeler!

By the time I've finished
with him,

the only job he'll get

is handing out parking tickets!

Champagne for the company!
And it's on me!

I don't think she means us.

Our evidence
nearly put her in prison.

Anyway, we've got more
important news, haven't we?

Indeed we do.

We would love you
to take the job.

That's if Frank
hasn't put you off.

Oh, you didn't. And I'd love
to accept. Thank you.

- Don't let him boss you around.
- Oh, don't worry.

- I'll be keeping an eye on him.
- Ohh.

- Good eye- dea.
- No need.

She's been a star pupil.

Your round, Mr. Executive.

Me?

"Uneasy lies the head
that wears the crown."

- Drink up, yes, drink up.
- Your drink.

See? I said I'd be keeping
an eye on you!

Told you.
Never a dull moment.

Same again?

Eye'll have the same.

Oh!

You guys.