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All these farmers, calling you out

when you thought you were going home for your tea.

Problem with one of the Friesians? Mrs Porter. We've brought her in.

Well? Heart rate and respiration fine.

Temperature normal.

It's just that she was down on her milk a bit, really.

Easy, that's it.

COW MOOS All right, girl.

That's it.

Aye, there is a touch of warmth.

I couldn't feel owt.

Do you want to try? The front right.

I can't say I feel that much.

Told you.

It's just one quarter, ever so slightly.

It could be mastitis again.

So soon? She only just got over it.

She wouldn't let you be touching her.

There doesn't seem to be any symptoms yet, it's just a hunch.

All right, well, if you can tell from just a hunch,

you're a better veterinary than I thought.

And if I can impress you, Richard, that'll really be something.

Haven't you two got a home to be going to?

We should get back to the kids.

Bit of advice, James.

If you want a long and happy marriage, do as you're told.

EXHALES

Nah. You're all right, lass.

JIMMY, WHISPERING: Do you think he'll come?

WHISPERING: He survives by being suspicious.

It's one of their strongest evolutionary tactics.

Bunthorne won't touch anything

unless he's absolutely sure it's safe.

Now, rats are extremely sensitive to vibration,

so we have to keep very still. FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

SIEGFRIED SCOFFS

You do realise you're only helping him stay a fugitive

by leaving food everywhere?

Shush, Uncle Tris.

I'm off out.

Keep watch. Wilco.

Paws off.

Even the kids know they can't have extra.

We didn't have bread rationing during the war.

I don't understand why we need it now.

All I know is I've got to find a way to make this loaf feed seven.

How were Worsley's calves? Oh...

Messy and exhausting. You know what scour's like.

Terrible few days. Think I'm finally on top of it now, though.

Oh, well done, Tris.

Yes, you did take your time.

Are you seeing Charlotte?

No, not tonight. She's busy packing her suitcase.

Well, I say suitcase,

it's actually 17 suitcases, three trunks and a horse box.

Incredible things, these grand liners.

Some of them have a swimming pool. A ballroom.

Yes, well... Cinema, lecture theatre, gymnasium.

She'll have the most incredible trip.

One can only imagine the company she'll keep.

Oh, I think I just saw summat scurry past the door then. Really?

Bunthorne? Bunthorne? HE CHUCKLES

HE SIGHS I'll be in The Drovers.

I'll plate yours up. Thank you, Mrs H.

CUSTOMER: How do, Gerry? Ah.

You know, that's what I admire about Charlotte.

Once she decides on something, she just goes for it.

Still... it has come round quickly.

Love to go to New York.

Broadway, Times Square.

All the jazz clubs and cocktail bars.

It's a world away from Darrowby, that's for sure.

On the other hand,

I bet it's not half as good as what everyone makes out.

She'll wanna come home after a week. Yeah, exactly.

Mm. Especially after tomorrow.

I have something highly romantic planned.

There you go. Make her realise what she'll be missing.

Oh, I'll be the talk of the captain's table.

Oh, young lady to impress, is it? Yeah, you could say that, Josh.

You'll be wanting to look your best, then, eh?

Looking a bit shaggy at the back, if you don't mind me saying.

Oh, do you think?

Yeah, I had been meaning to get it cut.

Well, I could I could do you after I've finished this fella's cut here.

Just... get us a pint and we'll call it square, eh?

Yeah. Why not? One for Mr Anderson, please, Maggie.

You're brave. Hm?

I wouldn't let him cut my grass, never mind my hair.

It'll be all right. I just need a trim.

I don't want Charlotte taking an image of me as a Neanderthal

to America, do I?

It's easy enough to cut hair off.

Secret is, knowing how much to leave on, right?

Whay! Thank you. There you go. CUSTOMER: Ta, Josh.

Take a seat, Mr Farnon.

Mm-mm! Ready when you are.

Right. JOSH HUMS

Just a tidy-up, please, Josh.

Yep. Just a sec. TRISTAN CLEARS THROAT

JOSH BURPS Excuse me.

Oh, there she is, look.

What have you got now? She's always got something, haven't you?

I-I didn't know you had a dog.

Yeah, yeah, I thought it'd be a good idea, you know,

when the kids moved out... and the wife moved out.

W-What's her name? Venus.

Because she is the most beautiful dog I ever saw. Hm!

Yeah, I know what you're thinking, Mr Farnon.

She's a beauty to me. No, no, I wasn't thinking...

Oh, no, I can tell, I can tell, you see.

It comes through the hairs, you see.

What does? Your thoughts.

They come through to me.

The hairs, they go down into your head,

and they catch summat from your brain and send it up to me.

Josh, I think you're having me on. I...

No, I'm not joking, I'm not jesting. It's been happening to me for years.

All right. All right, then. What am I thinking right now?

Right, well...

You're not happy with your lot, are you?

Sorry?

Yes, wanting for new pastures, Mr Farnon. Hmm.

If this is about my girlfriend going away,

it's only for a short while, you know. Of course it is.

JOSH HICCUPS Right, let's...

let's get you looking smart for this lady of yours.

Urgh!

Have a good day, now. Nice to see you.

Oh, sorry, love. Hope you're not waiting too long.

Morning, Alex. Morning, Mrs Hall.

Not much to go round, is it?

I'll have to scrape together some flour, see if I can bake some extra.

I'm sure we'll survive.

Should I have laid a place for Gerald?

I didn't want to leave him on his own.

He's in rather low spirits without Bunthorne.

I didn't know rats could have low spirits.

Oh, rats are social creatures, Mrs Hall.

Look at him. Gerald is morose. GERALD SQUEAKS

Dorothy called.

She said to remind you to book the time slot for the registry office.

Yes, of course, I'll do it today.

And I'll have to remember to give you your ration book, won't I?

Once you're married. Oh?

Because you won't be living here.

Perhaps I might leave the book behind.

Well, that's very kind of you.

CHUCKLING: Against the law, but kind.

I hate to think of you all struggling here.

It's no bother. We've rations for four adults, still.

We're lucky, compared to most. I rather thought you might miss it.

A period of adjustment might be required.

Oh, no, we'll... we'll manage.

JIMMY: But I need to watch the trap. You need to eat your breakfast.

We've all had ours. Bunthorne hasn't taken the bait yet.

No, he's quite the escapologist, isn't he?

Morning. Morning.

What the hell have you done to your hair?

Josh Anderson was in the pub, so... Oh, good God.

How many pints in was he? Ah, too many, clearly.

Looks like an eight-pint job to me.

I could've done a better job myself with a knife and fork. Mm.

Why didn't you go to a barber's shop, silly?

Josh doesn't have a barber's shop. Josh has a barber's van.

And sometimes the pub. And did "the thoughts come up through the hair"?

He told me once I was thinking about visiting Russia.

Don't know where that came from. Told me I was thinking of suing you.

I mean, imagine. You've got no money, for a start.

He may have brought up some nonsense.

Was he wearing a blindfold, Tris?

This is the image of me Charlotte is going to carry with her

across the Atlantic.

Before you eat, a word.

It wasn't my fault.

Jimmy... take Gerald, would you? Come on.

TRISTAN SIGHS

Look, I'm sorry if my haircut isn't regulation.

Something I haven't ordered or restocked?

Look, I need to get ready for Charlotte,

so could the telling-off just possibly wait?

We want to make you a partner.

We recognise how much you've given to the practice over the years.

We agree it's long overdue.

Siegfried won't be here as much after he's married...

I will be here rather a lot. It's more for him than for me.

Yes. Sorry.

So, finer points to be chewed over, legalities to be taken care of,

but what do you say?

Well, I'll need to peruse the terms and conditions.

You know, give it my full consideration

and give you an answer in due course.

I'm joking! I accept. Of course I accept!

THEY LAUGH

I knew you were joking. Delighted, Tris.

It's a little early, but... Oh, wow!

This cannot go unmarked. Absolutely not!

I'll commission a new door plaque. Farnon, Farnon and Herriot.

Oh, well... Farnon, Herriot and Farnon, surely?

No good. Doesn't scan.

How about Herriot, Farnon and Farnon? That scans.

And what if Jimmy becomes a vet?

Herriot, Farnon, Farnon and Herriot? That's bloody ridiculous.

TRISTAN CLEARS THROAT Thank you.

Why don't we just say "to us"? ALL: To us.

Ah. And here's to a long future together.

MUTTERING: I'm going to find you.

HUMS

I'm going to find you, Bunthorne.

I'm going to find you, Bunth... SQUEAKING

Bunthorne!

Uncle Siegfried! Quick!

WHISPERING: Bunthorne?

Bunthorne! Can you see him?

No, no sign. I don't like him being on his own.

Mm. Me neither, Jimmy.

You told me he's a domestic rat and he can't manage in the wild.

Let's keep looking.

Bunthorne. Pss, pss, pss!

It's not what you take off, it's what you leave on, eh?

Go easy. Thank you, Josh.

JOSH HUMS

TRISTAN CLEARS THROAT

Mr Farnon! Morning.

I'd like you to have a look at this haircut.

Ooh, would you look at that?

I had my blunt clippers with me last night.

That'll be the trouble. Mm. Yep.

Come in. I'll sort you right out. Thank you.

We'll have it smartened up in no time.

Yes, as quick as you can, please. Yeah.

Ooh, you're not happy with your lot, are you?

MUTTERING: Oh, God. You're wanting for new pastures.

Yeah, you said that last night.

I can only tell you what comes through the hair.

You know, I'm actually entirely happy with my lot.

In fact, as of today, I am a partner...

Venus? What is it, girl?

Oh, heck. Oh, heck, she's in t'bin! The butcher gave us a chicken.

She's got t'carcass!

What, she's swallowed a bone?

Oh! Oh!

Oh, no! She's gonna choke! Quick, do something! Yes.

Dad.

What's the matter?

She's not right.

Udder's inflamed. Milk's all watery in that quarter.

It's mastitis, like James said.

I knew there was something.

Well, you better get him back up here now.

He'll be on his rounds now, Dad. I'll have to try and track him down.

Well, I hope the others can make this milk up. Bloody hell fire!

Oh... You're all right, that's it.

Right, come on, let's have a look at you. Let's have a look at you.

Come on, open wide, Venus. Come on, let me see.

Right, she's not choking, but there is a bone.

Luckily, it's stuck in her teeth, and it's only a small bone at that.

Oh... I thought she'd had it. Honest, I did.

I'm gonna need you to hold her head firmly, just for a moment.

Right. Come on. VENUS WHINES

Venus, come on. Come on.

Come here. Come on. That's it.

VENUS GROWLS

Oh, God.

TRISTAN SIGHS Oh, Venus.

Come here. Come here. JOSH GRUNTS

Come here. Come here.

I tell you what, erm... I'll give her a short-acting an aesthetic

just to cut out all this fighting and struggling.

Is that safe, Mr Farnon? It's a very simple procedure.

Are you sure? I can't... I can't lose her.

VOICE BREAKING: She's my best friend.

Look, I promise you, she'll be fine.

You just go back to work,

and I'll bring her to you once she's back up on her feet. OK.

You're all right. You be a good girl, huh? Eh?

VENUS WHINES

SIGHS

Right, Venus. Nap time.

SCRATCHING

Do you hear scratching?

JIMMY, WHISPERING: Maybe. He's close.

Let's be very quiet so as not to frighten him away.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Bad timing? I'll be ready in two shakes.

What on earth's happened to your hair?

It was a barber at the pub.

Ah, there the lesson lies.

You do realise you're witnessing the work of the practice's new partner?

Oh... Tristan, that's marvellous! Congratulations.

I was beginning to think... my brother...

would never recognise my immense talents.

Bravo.

Right, let's just have a look.

No, nothing left in there.

All done. And there's still plenty left of the day left.

So, where are we going to celebrate?

Well, I have thought of somewhere rather romantic.

Is it, by chance, The Drovers? More romantic.

The Drovers' snug?

All will be revealed. CHARLOTTE CHUCKLES

That's strange.

Venus? What's wrong?

Oh, erm, probably nothing. It's just she's stopped breathing.

Oh. Erm...

T-There is sometimes a period of apnoea when you take Pentothal.

Venus?

Oh, come on, girl.

Tristan?

Oh, God.

He's very close.

Siegfried! Just...!

I need to get the circulation going. Come on!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Come on, Venus, come on.

Come on, come on, that's it. That's it, Venus.

Oh, bloody hell.

Come on, come on, come on. Tris?

Come on, come on, come on, Venus, breathe!

It's a bad reaction to an aesthetic. I'm trying to bring her round.

Yes, all right, well, massage the thorax.

Come on, come on, come on...

Now check her pulse. Oh, God.

OK. OK, OK, OK.

BREATHES HEAVILY, GROANS

Her heart's still beating.

That's it. Well, keep her moving. Yeah.

That's it. EXHALES DEEPLY

TRISTAN MUTTERS, VENUS WHINES

Oh! Oh, Venus, you beauty!

CHARLOTTE GASPS, SIEGFRIED LAUGHS

Oh! Oh, well done.

Oh, my God. Ah.

Yes! Oh, Venus, you beauty!

Well done. Oh, thank heavens.

Look!

Oh, she's fine. Look at you.

Good girl.

Her temperature's really dropped. How long has she been like this?

Just an hour.

I've stripped her out, but she's getting worse.

She's shivering.

Her ears are cold. Easy, girl, easy.

This quarter of her udder's gone cold too.

COW MOOS

And there's blood in her milk.

She shouldn't have gone downhill this quickly.

It means the infection's gone beyond the udder.

This is toxic mastitis. She's really very poorly.

She could go into shock, and if that happens, well...

I should've treated her yesterday. None of that.

It were me said to leave her.

Right, what shall we do?

I'll make up a drench and put some mixed sulphonamides into it.

I'll give her a pituitary injection.

That'll make it easier to milk the infection out. Right.

We need to strip her every hour.

That's the most important thing we can do for her.

Richard, could you get me some warm water?

Right. And the drench from the car?

Yep.

CHARLOTTE: Poor thing. You've had an ordeal.

Er, it was me who had the ordeal. She slept right through it!

CHARLOTTE CHUCKLES Here you go.

I put sugar in yours. Oh, thank you.

I have to say, that was some performance.

You got up quite some speed. Perhaps it was the streamlined hair.

THEY CHUCKLE

But I look at you, and I see a talented, innovative vet.

I'm proud of you.

We're all proud of you.

And I'm so glad that you've decided to commit yourself

to the profession, to the calling and to the practice.

We've finally managed to tie you down.

Right, are you gonna put those floorboards back

before someone breaks their neck?

Oh! Right, sorry, yes.

Lovely words from Siegfried.

Mm, yeah.

Perhaps he's had a bang on the head. SHE CHUCKLES

I suppose now more than ever, he'd like to see you happy and secure.

Mm. Yes, I suppose so.

And you want that too, don't you? As much as he wants it for you?

Yes. Yes, of course.

HE SIGHS

You all right?

Right. Let's keep her warm.

Summat for you.

Thanks, Dad. How's she looking?

It's a crying shame. Good cow, is that.

If I'd treated her yesterday, we might have avoided all this.

It's no-one's fault, James. Least of all yours.

Listen, both of you, get something to eat.

You're no use to anybody if you're dead on your feet.

He's right. Let's have a break.

Get some air. I'd rather stay put.

COW MOOS

The sulpha drugs are keeping her alive, but that's it.

You're doing all you can.

All right, Mrs Porter. COW MOOS

VENUS BARKS Oh, Venus!

Venus! Come here! There she is.

Oh, yeah, what's this?

Was it that nasty bone, eh, girl? Was it that nasty bone, eh?

All better now?

Mwah! Oh. Did you have any bother with her?

Not a bit. No, like clockwork. Ah, wonderful, wonderful.

I am very grateful, Mr Farnon.

Yeah. Now, let me fix that hair of yours.

Erm, I'm running late. No, no, no, I insist.

Can't have you looking like that when you take your lady friend out.

Come on. Get in t'seat, will you?

JOSH SIGHS Oh...

Ah. I think just even up the sides, Josh.

Have you been floating through the air, Venus, eh?

What makes you say that?

I just reckon she were thinking that she were floating

while she were asleep, you know?

Just a funny feeling I had. Right.

Yeah, like I say, Mr Farnon, y-y-you're not happy with your lot.

Oh, but I am. No, you're wanting...

new pastures.

SIEGFRIED: Any news from Heston? Helen called earlier.

They're putting a brave face on it, but it's not looking good.

Rotten luck. Toxic mastitis is a terrible thing.

Did you manage to call the registry office? Oh, blast.

It's because you're fretting so much about that rat.

He'll turn up when you're least expecting him.

It's Jimmy I worry about. He hates to think of him being lost.

But he's not lost, is he?

We don't know where he is, but he's probably quite happy.

That's one way of looking at it.

And any time he wants to come home, he knows where we are, don't he?

We'll still be here. I'm sure he's very grateful for that.

And if Jimmy misses him, that's just because he's grown very fond of him.

And that's not a sad thing. That's a happy thing, in't it?

MRS HALL CHUCKLES

SQUEAKING

Bunny!

WHISPERING: Don't let him get away! Over there! Come on!

Which way did he go? Don't know!

All right. Well, he can't have gone far.

Oh, we're never going to catch him, Uncle Siegfried.

SIGHS

THEY CHATTER

Why is it called Lovers' Wood?

Well, the story goes

that there was this young, rough-and-ready farm hand

who'd got himself into a love affair with a girl

who was from the very well-to-do family on the next estate.

Imagine! I know.

He wasn't allowed to set foot on her land,

and she wasn't allowed on his,

but here is where the two estates met.

Here, they could be together.

I can't believe you've been hiding such a romantic streak from me,

Captain Farnon.

Well, I wanted to give you a last day to remember.

I thought you'd done that already, with the flying dog.

Yeah, that's not the memory I had in mind.

SHE CHUCKLES

You know, my barber thinks he can read thoughts.

There really is no beginning to his talent.

HE CHUCKLES

He's pretty adamant that I'm not happy with my lot.

Not even now you're a partner?

I suppose it's all I've ever wanted. I think.

Maybe I just wanna be further up the bath queue, I'm not sure.

SHE CHUCKLES

It's a great achievement. A commitment, too.

It's not as if I've got some other burning ambition in mind.

I had the chance to come away with you and I said no.

You don't want to throw yourself halfway round the world again.

You can't. I understand fully.

But you also might not want to stay in Darrowby forever.

There's a lot of world in between.

I know I'm lucky to have this.

I'm lucky Siegfried sent me to school,

paid for my vet training

and taught me everything he knows about rural practice.

You owe him, is that what you're saying?

Yes.

I think you owe him the happiest life you can possibly live.

How will I cope without you to keep me in check?

I'll write often, if you don't tire of hearing from me.

Oh, I won't tire.

"Dearest Charlotte,"

"I trust that you are having the most preposterous time in America."

"I hope that you know that I'll be right here waiting for you"

"when you return."

"Dearest Tristan,"

"in the kindest possible way..."

"I hope you are not."

We are such stuff as dreams are made on...

and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

That's enough for tonight. Come on.

What do you think Bunthorne's doing? I don't know.

We'll be in trouble with Mummy and Daddy if they find out

you stayed up late. Good!

Oh, you cheeky thing.

What if he gets out? He'll get eaten by a fox or a hawk.

Oh, I think Bunthorne's more sensible than that.

But why has he left? Doesn't he like us any more?

Oh, Jimmy, of course he does.

I imagine he just fancied an adventure, that's all.

I like it when we all stay together.

Well, look...

even if we can't see Bunthorne, he's still here.

In the walls and the floor, and...

I don't know, probably rummaging through Mrs Hall's pantry.

MRS HALL SCOFFS He'd better not be.

In you get.

He's not silly.

He'd never go far from his own people.

I imagine...

it's the sort of adventure where...

he knew he had somewhere safe to return to, should he need that.

I think if he could, that's what he'd say.

Or squeak. Or squeak.

Come on, now. Lights out.

Night-night. Night-night.

Good night. Sleep tight.

BOTH: Mind the bugs don't bite.

Night-night, Bunthorne.

COW MOOS

James.

James, come and sit down now.

This is your cow. I know how much you've put into it.

I have to... James.

If I'd just come back earlier...

I don't wanna hear another word about this being your fault,

do you understand me?

I'm responsible.

The vet always is.

I was responsible for Mr Bushell's cow, I'm responsible for this.

Bushell's cow? The Caesarean?

But the cow was fine.

No thanks to anything I did. Quite the opposite, actually. James.

I attempted a procedure I wasn't ready for.

It was reckless and stupid.

The cow should have died,

and the only reason she didn't was luck or... I don't know.

Either way, it was a miracle that got me out of trouble.

YOU got yourself out of trouble.

You didn't see me, Helen. I was floundering.

Completely out of my depth.

Siegfried was there as well. It could've happened to any of you.

It happened to me. Because of my stubbornness, my pride.

So keen to prove I was a match for Granville Bennett.

Oh, James. He's so far ahead of me.

Until I met him, I hadn't even realised I was falling behind.

The profession is changing so fast. The world is.

I don't know how I'm meant to keep up.

And what happens to us if I can't?

Now, you listen to me, James Herriot.

That cow there is the luckiest cow in the whole of Yorkshire

because she's got you.

And she couldn't be in better hands.

You say falling behind, I say years of experience.

Years of doing whatever it takes to give an animal a chance,

even if it means putting yourself through hell.

And if you care a bit too much sometimes, well...

maybe that's what makes you a good vet.

Maybe that's how you know what an animal needs.

And I'll tell you something.

I've got faith in you... even if you've got none in yourself.

I've got gallons of the stuff.

What's Granville got on us anyway?

I doubt him and Zoe have ever spent the night in a cow shed.

I doubt Zoe's seen inside a cow shed.

THEY CHUCKLE

I love you.

I don't care how fast t'world's changing.

That doesn't change.

If there's an answer to be found, you'll find it. You always do.

If only I had something stronger.

All we have for mastitis are these little tubes of antibiotics

that go directly into the udder.

But what if I could get it into the whole cow?

We'd need a lot of them.

Maybe if I inject it...

I mean, I have no idea if it would even be absorbed in this form,

but at this point...

Anything's worth a go?

Break the head off one of these.

Thanks.

And another?

SIGHS

Said your farewells, then? Yes.

Everything all right?

Everything's all right.

I thought about showing you how to balance the books.

Ah. It's a quicker method I use.

But perhaps tomorrow morning, if you'd prefer.

Yeah, I think I would prefer, actually. Of course.

Well, then.

GRUNTS

SIGHS

SNORTS

All right, girl.

All right.

COW MOOS

HELEN: Hey.

Hm.

She's eating?

Just a bit, but... yeah.

HELEN LAUGHS

Well done, Mrs Porter! Eh?

Well done, girl! Oh, give her more.

HELEN CHUCKLES, HE EXHALES

Well done, you. Oh, fill your boots!

Well?

I think she's turning a corner. HELEN CHUCKLES

What did I tell you, eh?

Tough as old boots, that cow. I knew she'd be all right.

She's not out of the woods yet.

She still needs stripping regularly, but she's starting to eat,

which is a really good sign. Right.

You get yourselves washed off, get home, get a bit of kip.

I'll see to her.

Now, then, Mrs Porter, eh? THEY CHUCKLE

How are we doing, young lass?

MAN ON PHONE: 'Just to confirm, that's the 31st of August at 3pm.'

Yes. 31st August, 3pm. That would be ideal.

Thank you very much. Bye.

That's the wedding booked. Oh, books.

Let me find the ledger.

Erm... Siegfried? Mm-hm?

Erm...

I'm really very glad that you offered me the partnership.

To have that recognition and respect from you is just...

No need for an acceptance speech.

But I'm not, actually.

I'm not accepting it.

Oh.

I may have found something else.

I think...

I'd like to apply to the Ministry of Agriculture.

The MAg?

I saw an advertisement. It sounds incredibly exciting.

You're always talking about the new developments that are coming up,

and I'd be right there at the heart of it,

meeting new people, travelling a little.

I mean, that's if they'd have me. I don't even know if...

I'm sure they'd bite your hand off.

Becoming a partner would be the best thing for me in so many ways.

It would be sensible.

Perhaps that's why I don't want it.

I know this is what you've always wanted for me.

And I know you had to give up so much so that I could have it.

I do know.

And I'm sorry if it breaks your heart. I truly am.

All I ever wanted...

was for you to find your way.

Be your own man.

And now you're doing it.

SNIFFS

The MAg, though? Twist the bloody knife, why don't you?

Thank you, brother.

TRISTAN SIGHS

SQUEAKING

Bunthorne! Where have you been hiding?

Mrs Hall? FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Mrs Hall!

Ooh!

I were just coming to get you. Er...

ROSIE MUTTERS SOFTLY

SQUEAKING

I like Bunthorne, he's softer.

Uncle Siegfried, look! Bunny's back!

So he is. Bunthorne, look at you!

Well done, Jimmy. See?

What did I tell you?

Dear chap.

You're home.