All language subtitles for The Thin Blue Line - S02E07 - The Green Eyed Monster

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Good evening, everybody.

Take things for granted

And they will be taken from you.

Anybody who has ever left

A packet of chocolate
hobnobs unguarded...

Will vouch for the
truth in that statement.

So often the things we love the most

We care for the least.

Even love itself,

As we shall see,

Is like a regular
intake of dietary fiber-

Easy to ignore

But just try functioning
properly without it.

( theme music playing )

So that is agreed.

Due to budgetary limitations

Our mounted display
for the Gasforth show

Will consist of two bicycles
and a set of coconut shells.

The dog team... Will consist of one dog.

It's not really a team, is it, Raymond?

One dog? I mean, the whole
point is dogs acting in unison.

You can't have one dog
acting in unison, can you?

I mean, that's stupid.

Unless... We use some kind of mirror.

( groaning )

What's happened to you, Pat?
You look like you've been mugged.

- I have.
- Oh no!

My aerobics instructor.

"step to the side, you're looking good.

Shake it to the right, one two.

Put your foot in your ear, three four,

Stick your head up your bum! Five six.

On your back, hips up, knees spread."

- Sounds like a smear test.
- Yes!

Only slightly less fun.

These are difficult times,
Derek, difficult times.

Are you sure there are no more
savings to be made in C.I.D.?

I mean, this water
cooler you've ordered?

Raymond,

Do not interfere with my decisions.

I and me alone am responsible

For the operational
fitness in my officers.

It is my ass,

And I will not have you

Sticking your nose
in and sniffing about.

The one saving grace

Was that I wasn't the
worst person in the class.

( whimpering )

I think I've dislocated
my trouser furniture.

Excuse me.

Pluck a duck, Kevin.

That leotard's a bit radical, isn't it?

If it gets sucked up any
further, it'll garrote your bum.

Gotta keep in shape. Whoo, whoo.

Ow!

What have you gotta keep in shape for?

I have to be very fit
for my police work.

Ow!

Do you know,

I was chasing this bloke
the other day knackered?

I was a wobbly jelly.

Nearly had to stop and be sick.

How far did you run after him?

I wasn't running, I was in a squad car.

It's just that I'm
used to power steering.

I think you're both mad.

You could have had another hour in bed.

No pain, no gain, Maggie.

I want to get in shape.

What are you talking about?
You're in great shape.

Just because society decrees

That all women should look like
stick insects with knockers...

Don't you think you're just
perpetuating a sexist stereotype?

That's the idea, but it's
going to take a lot of work.

You can say it's perpetuating
a stereotype if you like,

But it's just what people find
attractive. Look at beauty contests.

Beauty contests are just
a disgusting male fantasy.

No they're not. My fantasies are
a lot more disgusting than that.

Beauty contests are tasteful.

Tasteful? 40 birds standing in a row

With their boobs full of silicone,

And their bikini bits waxed down
to five curlies short of a kojak?

How tasteful is that?

It takes a lot of hard work and
dedication to win a beauty contest.

- You have to respect that.
- A person earns respect.

Quite frankly, I don't think
that having humongous kajungas

Is a sufficient qualification.

It'll do for me.

Good, so that concludes

Our weekly administrative meeting.

Weekly fannying-about
meeting more like.

Except, of course, to remind you

That the date for this
year's promotion review board

Has been set for this Friday.

I don't need reminding, mate,

I've been building up to this for weeks.

I am a coiled spring
waiting to go-

Boing!

Yes, well, I must say, a
promotion would be nice.

Chief inspector Raymond Fowler.

I can't help feeling that
this year it must be my turn.

You've got no chance, mate.

There's not point in
you even turning up.

- I beg your pardon?
- Promotion boards are looking

For solid, steady,
dependable blokes, Fowler.

- Well- -
married blokes.

I don't believe a
person's marital status

Makes the slightest
difference these days.

Of course it does!

Blimey, society has to
offer some sort of reward

For a lifetime spent
in front of the telly.

Do you know

Tomorrow is me and my
Tina's 20th anniversary?

- Really?
- Yeah...

And you can rest assured I shall
let the promotion board know.

20 years, mate.

20 grueling years.

That shows character, Raymond,

Character and commitment.

You really believe that being married
affects one's chances of promotion?

Of course it does.

Mind you, marriage is
much more than that.

It's comfort.

It's security.

I cannot tell you

The peace of mind

Which me and my Tina enjoy

Knowing that things

Are as bad as they're ever going to get.

Look, Maggie, I don't know a thing

About these supermodels,

But I do know that Kate,
Naomi, and Claudia and Cindy

All have wonderful opportunities...

The chance to study fashion,
the chance to travel-

The chance to get knobbed by
pot-bellied old rock stars.

Look at it,

Beautiful!

This is what being a
policeman is all about.

Next we'll get one of them double
hot plates with two coffee pots on it.

Two coffee pots...

A cop with two pots!

- Yo, brother!
- Freeze, mother!

Drop it... Auntie.

Just once before we die

I'd like us to take
our jackets off together

And be wearing shoulder holsters.

Once step at a time.
We've got our water cooler.

The virgin cup.

Boyle, I can't get any
water out of this thing.

I know, it don't work.
I called the bloke.

Now then, Habib,

I want your advice about
an extremely sensitive area.

Quite frankly, it's been
bothering me for some time,

And I just don't want
to sit on it any longer.

Oh, I see, sir.

My dad uses this greasy
cream called rectinol.

But sometimes he still has
to have a special cushion.

- I beg your pardon?
- Hemorrhoids, sir,

Bothering your sensitive area.

I'm not talking about hemorrhoids,
you silly young constable.

Sorry, sir.

Rectinol, you say?

Now then, as I was saying,

This sensitive matter...

If a man were considering

Proposing marriage
to a woman-

And I am, of course, talking
about a hypothetical man,

And an equally
hypothetical woman-

Not going to be much
of a sex life, is it?

It isn't anyway. I mean...

Hypothetically-
hypothetically speaking.

However- howsoever
that may be-

( clears throat )

How do you think this hypothetical woman

Would wish to be approached?

Well, personally,

I think marriage is an
outmoded institution.

But all woman like a bit of romance.

You know, candles, flowers, nice meal.

Then when you're all lovey-dovey,

You go down on one knee
and suggest an aids test.

- And aids test?!
- Of course, sir.

That's how it's done these days.

Think about it-
hypothetically speaking-

If I accept your proposal,

I could catch H.I.V., herpes, gonorrhea.

Ah, Patricia...

We were just discussing...

Catching...

That notorious argentinean jewel thief,

Uh... Hugo...

Ignatiev Vincente

( spanish accent ) herpes-gonorrhea.

Uh, you, uh...

You might have read about
him in "the police review."

Was it the May issue?

Raymond, what were you
proposing to constable Habib?

Nothing, sergeant.

We were just discussing inspector
Grim's 20th wedding anniversary,

Saying how much marriage
proposals have changed.

These days a bloke has to bring
along a medical certificate.

I think women prefer
candles, flowers and wine.

( scoffs ) 20 years.

20 years poor old Tina Grim

Has had to put up with
her appalling husband.

Can you imagine what it
must be like, year after year

With the same dull irritating old bore?

Yes.

Not that marriage isn't a
fine and honorable estate.

I mustn't let Grim's example

Sour me to the entire institution,

Nor indeed the failure
of my own marriage.

I was young, I was wild.

She was pregnant.

Yes, I have to confess that my knowledge

Of the rhythm method of contraception

Was rather incomplete.

Well, you've certainly mastered it now.

Just add up all the days of the month

And then don't do it on any of them.

Constable...

Would you mind accompanying
me to the C.I.D. area?

I'd offer you some refreshment,

But sadly, I have a dysfunctional spout.

I'd like to ask your advice

On a matter pertaining to...

( clears throat ) women.

What with you being one and all.

- Right you are, sir.
- It's just,

My Tina is expecting something special

And exciting from me,

And I've got a problem-
it comes once a year.

Oh dear.

Well, I can see that would be a problem.

But don't worry, sir, impotence
is very common in men of your age.

I read in "Cosmopolitan"

That there's this cream you
can buy called "keep it up"--

I'm not talking about
impotence, constable.

Oh. Sorry, sir.

"Keep it up"... ( chuckles )

Now the problem is,

As I think you know,
tomorrow is me and my Tina's

20th wedding anniversary,

So I suppose I've got
to get her something.

It would be nice, sir.

It's extraordinary how much
meaningless empty gestures

Mean to a woman, isn't it?

Well, some girls like them.

The question is what shall I get?

Haven't you any ideas at all?

Quite the opposite, too
many ideas. I'm torn.

I'm torn between a box of "milk tray"

And a box of "dairy box."

She likes the lime barrel out of one,

And the caramel cup out of the other.

What do you think?

Perhaps you should get her both.

Both?!

You see? Bloody women!

Totally unreasonable, the lot of you.

Marriage is in the air at the moment.

Do you know,

I think inspector Fowler's

Thinking about proposing
to sergeant Dawkins.

Oh, wouldn't that be nice?

I love a wedding!

Except for the bit where the vicar says,

"does anyone have any objections?"

Makes me so tense.

I always think, "God, I
hope I don't say something!"

Because you easily could, couldn't you?

You know, if you suddenly
went mad or something.

I did object at a wedding once.

- ( gasps ) You didn't?!
- Oh yes...

I said the groom is a
drinker and a philanderer.

Oh no!

What did the groom say?

I just told you.

It was the only way I could
think of getting out of it.

Well, now, Patricia,

I hope you enjoyed your lasagna
parmeggiano verde con funghi.

Yes, Raymond, ever so.

Good. It took some
preparation, I can tell you.

I bet it did.

For a while, I didn't think I was
ever going to get it out of the packet.

Look, "to open,

Simply cut along dotted line

And pull tab outwards." I
mean, it's just not true!

That won't get you anywhere.

They might as well say "to open,
wrap in a copy of the 'beano'

And brush your teeth with it."

I mean, why does it have
to be hermetically sealed?

It's a frozen meal, not a gold ingot.

I'm surprised it wasn't
delivered in a securicorps van.

"to open, bludgeon guards to death,

Run oxyacetylene torch along dotted line

And dynamite where shown."

Raymond, we're having a lovely evening,

You made a super supper,

- Please don't spoil it.
- Yes, I'm sorry, darling.

- Some more wine?
- Ooh, I shouldn't.

In that case I'll just
recork it with my vacupump.

No, no, on second thoughts,

- Perhaps just a little drop.
- All right.

I shall have to be careful.

Red wine and italian food
turns me into a right goer.

Well, I'm delighted to hear it.

- Are you, Raymond?
- Absolutely.

Active bowel, active mind, I always say.

Raymond, what's all this in aid of?

The candles, the flowers, the wine?

Oh, this?

Oh... Oh, you know.

Um...
Well, um-

Well... ( clears throat )

You know how much I
admire you, Patricia,

Not only as a police sergeant,

But also
as a, um-

You know, as a, uh...

( clears throat ) as a woman.

- Oh, Raymond.
- Patricia.

Oh, Raymond.

Is there something
you want to say to me?

Yes... Yes, there is.

I want to discuss our future together.

We're- we're both pretty
set in our ways now,

I'm a bit of an old
stick-in-the-mud,

And you're certainly not getting
any younger, that's for sure.

I don't want to end up boring,
gray, flabby and all alone.

I want to be boring,
gray and flabby with you.

I'm sure you feel the same way,

Particularly now you're beginning
to lose your looks a bit.

- Really?
- Oh, definitely. Mmm.

Besides which, I'm mindful

Of the approaching
promotion review board.

My home life needs to appear
solid, plain and simple.

And they don't come much
more solid, plain and simple

Than you, old girl.

So what I'm saying is, how about it?

Let's get married.

No. In fact, I'm leaving you.

So she turned you down...

Like an old duvet.

I was so sure of my ground.

It must have been something
to do with the way I proposed.

It can't have been any worse
than when I did it, sir.

I had 10 bottles of guinness
to get my courage up.

- Did you go down on one knee?
- I went down on all fours.

How could I have got it so wrong?

I'm sure you made a
very nice proposal, sir.

Yes, as a matter of fact I did.

Wine, candles- cost me a
pretty penny, I can tell you.

But there's no pleasing some women.

Any woman, sir.

And I was making a very
attractive offer, I can assure you.

It wasn't just my cuisine
I dangled in front of her.

Oh no?

What else did you dangle?

- My prospects!
- At dinner?

My mom won't even let me
put my elbows on the table.

The promotion review
board are coming tomorrow.

She could have been married to
a chief inspector, but oh no!

- Well, it's her loss.
- Women!

Can't flipping please
them no matter what you do.

I bought her

A 250-gram box of "milk tray."

She only said she wants champagne.

Cor, I managed to get her to
settle for a bottle of asti

But it still meant getting in the car.

I reckon the problem
is you're both too nice.

Birds don't appreciate it.

Treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen.

Walk away.

"ta ta, babes, it's been
fun, but your luck's run out.

There's plenty more
nuggets in a family portion,

And I've stuck my toothbrush
in your mug for the last time."

And for those of us whose
first language is english?

Forget it all for a night.

Get out on the pull. Meet
some other girls for a change.

Have a drink, a laugh.

Well, I suppose it can't hurt.

Well, I'm not going.

( loud dance music playing )

Nothing wrong with a little dance.

How can I ask anyone to dance?

It's too noisy to communicate.

You don't have to talk to them.

Just boogie up to them and do this...

If they don't half off,
you're on for the full portion.

- The what?!
- Have a go.

All right, boys, keep it discreet.

Gay night's tuesdays.

I can't stay long, Maggie.

I'm in a friend's flat
while she's on holiday

And I have to feed Toby, her stupid dog.

Pat, stop making excuses.

It's a night out. Have a drink,

Dance with a bloke or two.

As if anyone
would ask me-

And I wouldn't know
what to do if they did.

Don't be overeager.

Just be dead cool and classy.

You know, sophisticated.

Say something like...

"I'd rather bop with the
bits I cut off my dog's bum."

Show them you're a
strong, in-control woman.

Excuse me. Fancy a dance?

Yeah, all right.

That one there might do for you, kev.

I used to know her. Lovely.

Only interested in one thing.

Oh, I see.

A bit boring, is she?

Do you think you could
loosen your grip a bit, pal?

I'd like to keep my knockers
on the outside of my ribcage.

Patricia!

What in the devil's desk
diary are you doing here?

Dancing,

If it's any business of yours.

You
look-

You look lovely.

Thanks.

Your legs, they're-
they're new, aren't they?

Same ones.

Perhaps we could... Dance together?

Well, perhaps just one.

I have to get back for Toby.

Toby? Who's Toby?

Sir, sir! Gary says he's
found you a right old slapper

That even you could pull.

- Hello, sergeant Dawkins.
- Goodbye, constable.

Goodbye, inspector!

Who's Toby?

Fowler: You know, the
funny thing is I feel great.

Really great.

Liberated.

Patricia's building
a new life with Toby,

And I'm happy for her.

Really happy.

Did you see all those
beautiful girls tonight?

( chuckles )

Talk about plenty more fish in the sea.

Wa-aay!

Woof, woof!

No, I feel great.

A toast-

A toast to feeling great.

- Both: Feeling great.
- ( sobbing )

You miss inspector
Fowler, a lot, don't you?

Him?! That dull, rude, boring,

Useless excuse of a man who'd
rather read Biggles than bonk?

Of course I miss him, I love him.

He looked so funny last night
at the disco trying to be trendy.

Oh well, we both made our decisions.

So come on out! Let your guard down.

Let your hair down.
Let your mother down.

No thank you, I don't feel like it.

Besides I have to look after Toby.

Honestly, it's been such a
comfort having Toby around.

He's really stopped me being
lonely, especially at night.

He just loves me for who I am, you see?

And actually,

Even after only a couple
of days, I think I love him.

Mind you, I'm not saying
he's not a handful, whoo!

He's so rough and physical!

I'll bet when you go home he
just leaps at you, doesn't he?

Yes, he does! I hardly
have time to get my coat off

Before he's licking me all over.

Oooh, I know that sort of animal.

Does he want to have his
head in your lap all evening?

All evening, snuffling away.

I tried to say, "no, Toby!"

But he looks at me with those
big, beautiful, soulful eyes,

His tongue hanging
out. Mind you-

To be honest, he can
be a bit disgusting.

I mean, when he sits in the middle
of the carpet and licks his willy-

Medical emergency
on the line-

Potential fatality.

Boyle, can you keep it down?

I'm trying to get through to
the water cooler repairs hotline.

Blimey! "you are in a queue.
All our operators are busy."

What would happen if we tried that, eh?

Someone rings up dying- "sorry,
all our officers are busy,

Your emergency's in a queue

And we will be doing nothing about it."

- Imagine that?
- Hello? Hello-oo?

Hello!

Oh, finally, right!

My water spout won't spurt.

No, next week is not good enough,

I've got an extremely important

Promotions interview this afternoon.

I'm going to look a right dicky doo-dah

With a non-functioning faucet
filtering facility, aren't I?

Thank you!

She's going to give me
instructions over the phone.

Get this down.

"take your water cooler..." yeah.

"and shove
it up your--"

Maggie, Maggie, Maggie.

Was there any post for
me? I'm very, very excited.

I've ordered some
weights and some dumbbells

So I can iron my pump.

Oh, right. I was
wondering what this was.

Thanks.

Anyway, so come on,

You were telling me about your new life.

There's not much to tell, really.

How are you getting on with Toby?

The problem is he can be so rough.

He doesn't know his own strength
sometimes. He nearly knocks me over.

Habib: Does he insist on
sleeping with you every night,

Even though you don't want him to?

Yes, he does!

I say, "no, Toby, get out of my bed!"

But before I know it,

He's on top of me all
hot and panting and hairy.

And I have to fight him off.

Patricia! I can remain silent no longer!

- This Toby is an animal!
- Yes.

If I cannot have you,

Then I should at least protect
you from swine like him.

Who is this Toby? I
shall thrash the monster

To within an inch of his life

- And hang the consequences.
- He's a prize-winning boxer.

Well, I box a little myself.

And I don't care. I love you, Patricia.

I always will.

And if I end up being beaten
to death protecting you

From this filthy pervert,

Then I will count my life cheap.

Oh, Raymond! God, I love you.

- What about Toby?
- Toby's a dog.

Oh, I see.

Oh, Raymond, you wanted to be so brave,

So strong. Let's start all over,

Rekindle our romance, do
all the things we never did.

Yes, let's start with a half of
mackeson at the "frog and truncheon."

Yes- and see how
we go from there.

Sir, you can't go out boozing now!

The people from the promotion
board'll be here any minute.

Oh dear, yes...

No.

Kindly inform them

That I have more important
matters to attend to.

There's always next year.

Come along, Patricia.

Right, Boyle, this is it.

New suit, new tie.

Very hoity, very toity.

Got Tina to iron my socks.

Even managed to fix my spout.

They won't interview

A smarter officer than me this week.

Oh yes, very nice.

Sir, the people from the
promotion board are here.

Right. This is it.

Just refresh myself

With a nice cup of ice
cold water from the cooler.

And in I go.

I think you'll agree I look...

Rather eye-catching.

You certainly do, inspector.

Good luck.

( theme music playing )