15x23 - Keeping Secrets

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss stay in my memory? ♪

MUSIC: 'Hold On, I'm Coming' by Sam And Dave

MAN: Careful down those stairs.

CHILDREN SHOUTING

BOY: What's in here?

♪ Lean on me when times get bad

♪ When the day comes I know you're down... ♪

- Dear old Aidensfield. - Hasn't changed a bit.

Oh, look out.

- Mm-hmm. - That must be her.

Well, I certainly hope so!

LAUGHS

'Ere, let's get there while he's otherwise occupied.

- Graveley Manor? - Well, it's only for lunch, Rob.

Yeah, I know, but it's really... posh.

It's our wedding day. We're allowed to be posh.

We've got to do something. We can't just go off.

Yeah, but I thought that was the point of a small do,

so that we could... you know.

They'll be expecting something.

Oh, all right. All right.

But your parents, and my sisters...

None of them have met. None of us have really met.

- It'll be fine. - You don't know my sisters.

Good lord!

Well, well, well.

Now, if my memory serves me right, it's...

Angela and Christine.

If you're looking for that brother of yours...

We're not.

We've come to find someone called... What were it?

Gina. Gina Ward.

Gina!

Yeah?

MUFFLED SHOUTING AND BANGING

Right up against the wall, too.

- So you're his sisters? - That's right.

And he's getting married this Saturday?

In a registry office. With just four guests.

I ask you! Well, we're not having it.

So that's why we've come down early. He's got to have a party.

A surprise party, though, by this Saturday?

It's a tall order.

- But I think we can do it, girls. - I knew she were our kind of girl!

They're coming in, Rob and Helen.

- What? - No!

Come on, out. We're not meant to be here till Friday.

Quick. Through here.

- If he sees us, we've blown it. - Hurry up.

Hiya, Rob. Hiya, Helen.

- The usual, please, and... - Gin and tonic, please.

- Here you go. - Ah, lovely. And one for yourself.

- Oh, ta. - Cheers, my darling.

- It's so hard not to tell people. - Well, you can't.

Evening, all.

- What are you two grinning about? - Oh, nothing. Nothing.

- Can I have a word? - Yeah.

What's up with her?

- Getting married? - Yeah, this Saturday.

- Well, he kept that pretty quiet. - I know.

Anyway, me and his sisters are organising a party for afterwards,

but Rob and Helen mustn't know about it.

Mustn't know about the party, or that we know about the wedding?

Well, both. So will you help?

- What do you think? - Thanks, Oscar.

CHAINSAW ROARING

ROARING CONTINUES

PHONE RINGING

Aidensfield police.

Who?

Well, can't you just go round there and...

All right, Mr Stevens, if you think it's really necessary.

- I was only sawing a few logs. - At this time of the day?

All right. We're very sorry if we disturbed you.

FOOTSTEPS

You've never gone and called the police?

Well, I didn't know you. I didn't know how you'd react.

All right. What's all this about?

I told you on the phone.

He started up a blessed chainsaw at half-past six in the morning.

Woke half the neighbourhood.

- We didn't realise. - And we've said we're sorry.

OK, but you understand Mr Stevens' complaint?

Yes, and it won't happen again.

Good. Well, I think that's that sorted, then.

I'll be off for my breakfast.

And you lot want to get back inside, out of the cold.

The family only moved in yesterday, sir. Give them a chance.

Come on, Jane! Hurry up. You'll be late.

Jane...

Mum!

You're back!

Oh, I've missed you so much!

Oh, I just had to see you before you went to school.

I couldn't wait.

Come on. It's only been a few weeks.

It feels like years.

Oh, Phil!

Oh... Oh, it's so good to have you back.

- Is everything all right? - Oh, fantastic.

I spoke to Dr Cook last night, and he practically kicked me out.

"No need for you to stay here a minute longer," he said.

"You've cracked it."

So here I am, on the orange juice for ever and a day.

Oh, I'm so proud of you, love. So proud of you.

I'm pretty pleased, myself!

Mum's back!

Walker, I see from the diary you're taking some leave next week.

Yes, I asked you about it several weeks ago.

It's all right, lad. I was just checking it's still on.

- Holiday, is it? - Yes, Sergeant.

Anywhere nice?

- Yes. - PHIL: She's back.

Debbie's back.

How about this?

Tie it round that thing on the bonnet and sort of...

Hey, what's this for?

- Decorating the car. - Nothing.

- What's going on? - What?

- Nothing. - Come on.

- Well, Gina said not to say. - Gina?

- David... - It's all right.

I haven't told her about...

The what?

There's a wedding. Rob Walker, he's getting married.

But it's a secret, and he mustn't find out.

Rob's getting married, but he mustn't know?

Well, I think he knows about the wedding, but not the party.

Not that there is a party.

- Food. - Me and you.

- Drink. - Oscar.

Invitations?

We'll make the list, and Geoff can take them round.

- Music. - Me.

And Bernie's doing the car. Perfect.

Great.

Who's that?

It's all right. I know.

I've come to offer my services. It's in here, is it?

- Yeah. - Excellent. I'll do t'decorations.

Actually, Peg, that's very kind, but I think we can manage.

Nonsense. Stick us down on your list. Peggy and David.

We'll have this hall looking like you've never seen it before.

CHAINSAW ROARING

Carrie?

Love...

- About this meal... - What?

How about we invite two more people?

- Oh, Rob... - Just to dilute things,

to avoid a sticky social situation.

My sisters, your folks, what if they don't get on?

I can't think about this now.

Why not ask Gina and Phil to be our witnesses?

But we've asked my stepfather. RADIO MESSAGE

But wouldn't it be better to invite friends,

and ask them back to the hotel afterwards?

Excuse me.

Delta Alpha two-four, receiving. Over.

Mr Stevens again, Rob. He sounds in a bit of a state.

You don't have to thank me, Debbie.

I do. You were tremendous looking after the kids. I'm really grateful.

Phil's an old friend. It's the least I could do.

Yeah. And I hope by now I'm a good friend, too.

Of course you are. Very much so.

Come on.

Married? Well, I don't believe you.

Well, it's true.

My word, he's a dark horse. That's why he's taken that leave.

Yeah. He's not invited any of us.

I know, but the thing is, his sisters, plus Gina and Rosie,

are planning a surprise.

- Hi, Jack. - Whisky, please, Gina.

Make it a double. I'm celebrating.

Oh, yeah? What are you celebrating?

Nothing I can tell you about yet, but you'll be impressed when I do.

It's not to do with that bracelet we saw, is it?

Even more impressive than that.

I thought it was the early mornings you objected to.

No! But if he's just doing a few logs...

He went off this morning with a whole lorry-load!

My friend's got a big fireplace.

Well, saw them up outside his place, then. This noise is unbearable.

All right. Let's just calm down, shall we?

Will you be much longer?

Er... another half-hour. Oh...!

Right, well, why not let him finish up, Mr Stevens?

Then it'll be all nice and quiet.

This is the second time you've called me about this, isn't it?

What's that mean? I'm wasting your time?

No, no, of course not. But this isn't really a police matter.

And it would be so much better if you just tried to get along.

Excuse me. CHAINSAW ROARS

GINA: Bread,

salad,

crisps...

..cheese.

Hey, no-one saw you with that, I hope?

No.

So, where shall we start, then?

- Trifles? - OK.

What on earth's all that?

Oh, Peg's donated them. Her best plum, apparently.

Oh!

Rosie.

Gina, could I have a quick word?

Yeah.

Goodness.

- Bowls Club dinner. - And I'm helping.

Erm... Gina, I'd like to ask you to a special event.

Oh, yeah?

Yes.

Rob and I are getting married.

When?

Saturday? You're getting married on Saturday?

And we'd like you and Gina to be our witnesses,

and join us at Graveley Manor for a meal afterwards.

Right.

BANGING AT DOOR

BANGING CONTINUES

- Is Rob here? - No.

I thought you'd gone ages ago.

I had.

But I had to come back with this.

Bloomin' 'eck.

Yes. You see, Mrs Ventress made it for...

Rob! Er... Geoff...

Er... show him what you found in the washroom. Go on.

What?

What you found in the washroom. Go on.

Oh, yes... the washroom.

I do sympathise, Mr Stevens, but I just don't see what I can do.

Well, tell him to stop.

Well, as Constable Walker has pointed out,

it's not a police matter.

But he's running a business in a residential area.

Sawing logs and selling them. I've seen him.

Then I suggest you take it up with the Parish Council...

Oh, sorry.

Right. I can see I'm going to get nowhere with you lot.

Good day.

What on earth is going on?

It's for Rob, but he mustn't see it.

He's getting married, but he doesn't know that we know.

- Walker's getting married? - Yes, sarge.

What's happened with Mr Stevens?

He's just gone off in a right... mood.

- What? - BOTH: Nothing.

Mum?

I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow.

I know, darling.

- Is the hotel all right? - Oh, it's fine.

We just thought we'd like a little chat, that's all.

Well, shall we go in?

Er... yes, yes, of course.

Well, I understand what you're saying,

but it might not be a business as such.

He might just be trying to earn some extra cash, to tide himself over.

Well, I can't take the risk.

I need the Council to take action before he gets established.

Well, if he did that, I'm sure there's something we could do,

but that could take some time.

So till then, why don't you just give him the benefit of the doubt?

See what happens.

I see. Because he's a local man, eh?

- Don't be silly, Donald. - I think so.

You lot stick together, don't you? Typical.

Very well. I'll go direct to the Council offices

and tell them how unhelpful the Parish Council's been.

Give me strength.

Well, there we are.

Thank you.

Here's to you, my dear.

Darling.

So, er... what's this little chat about, Mother?

- Well... - We, er...

We just wanted to be quite sure that...

that you're sure about tomorrow.

The thing is, darling, if you've got any doubts...

- I haven't. - No, but if...

Helen, it's not too late.

This seems awfully sudden. And so secretive.

We have both been married before.

As have you, Mother.

Dad's not coming, cos you're here.

Well, he's too ill to come, anyway.

Look, you can change your mind at any moment.

Now, far better to do that than to make another mistake.

Mum, I love him.

Yes, and you loved Matthew.

- That was different. - I'm sure it was.

What? It's just that...

Oh, from the sound of him, Rob isn't like any of your other boyfriends,

and... we're just a bit worried

that you're stuck up here in the wilds,

and you've slightly lost the sense of the sort of people we are...

as a family.

I'm getting married tomorrow morning.

I had hoped for your support.

And you have it absolutely. DOOR OPENS

Excuse me.

Oh.

Rob?

I've been round Mr Stevens' again about this chainsaw business,

and he seems anxious about his wife.

He wouldn't say why, but I wondered if it was an idea if you went...

Mum... this is Rob.

Rob! At last. I'm so delighted to meet you.

Alex, come and meet the groom.

- Well... - Hello.

Oh, that. I knew I remembered this.

But this is Mr Vernon's Christmas stuff.

Well, that don't... matter.

I think it does.

Plan B, David.

Carrie...

Listen to me. Have you been taking your medication?

Yes, she has.

So what seems to be the problem, Carrie? Can you tell me?

Leave me alone.

Well, she seems reasonably calm at the moment.

Well, yes, but I'm worried.

I know.

I still think we should discuss specialist hospital treatment.

But for now, I'll up her dose, just to be on the safe side.

And I'll give her some extra sleeping pills.

Erm, PC Walker tells me you've been having problems

with a noisy chainsaw.

Yes. He's asked them to stop several times.

By the sounds of it, they have.

- Yes. - Good.

The last thing Carrie needs at the moment is any extra stress.

You know I said I had something brewing?

Yeah.

I think it'll make you really proud of me.

Oh, yeah?

There's this big exhibition at the Carlton Galleries.

And they're taking ten of my paintings.

Oh, Jack, that's fantastic! Where did you say?

The Carlton. It's just off Bond Street.

And of course, you can guess which painting did the trick,

made them want to exhibit me.

- Which one? - Yours.

- The one I did of you. - What, the nude?

Yes. I sent them a photo.

You sent them a photo?

Gina, this is a chance in a lifetime.

This is the break I've been dreaming of.

No more art school. No more Yorkshire landscapes.

It's a top London gallery.

There are dealers and collectors there all the time.

Hang on a minute. Dealers in London are gonna be

looking at that picture of me? - They won't know it's you.

Jack, you promised me you wouldn't show that to anyone.

I assumed you meant locally.

And this is an opportunity I simply couldn't miss.

Gina, can you do two hot pasties?

PHONE RINGING

- Hello? - Hey, how are you feeling?

Rob, I'm a bit busy at the moment.

'I was just thinking, in a couple of hours' time

we're gonna be man and wife.

'No more phone calls. No more nights apart.'

'Together for always.'

'And I'll be able to get my wicked hands on you whenever...'

I'm going to put the phone down right now.

You're being very naughty.

PHONE RINGS

I knew you couldn't resist!

'Constable Walker, it's Mark Robson.'

Ah, Mr Robson. Sorry.

'My chainsaw's gone. I think it's that Stevens bloke.'

Well, actually, I'm on leave at the moment. I'll get somebody...

'If you can't be bothered...' LINE GOES DEAD

Keep your hair on.

Gina, what a nice surprise. Come and have some breakfast.

- I've come for my picture. - Sorry?

You heard.

Hold on. It's our picture. It was a combined effort.

But we agreed we wouldn't show it to anyone. Remember?

- That was the arrangement. - I know.

- And then this gallery rang up... - And you went back on your word.

I did this for the both of us.

If this thing goes as well as I think it could,

we could move down.

- Move down? - To London.

Get a flat somewhere in Chelsea.

- A fresh start. - Sorry.

Life beyond Aidensfield.

It's provincial, narrow, constricting.

In London, you'll be amazed. You'll look back on this

and wonder why you hadn't moved down years ago.

No, I won't. Cos I'm not going.

How dare you, Jack?

How dare you just assume I'm going to fit in with your plans?

Well, I'm staying right here,

and if it's provincial, good, cos that's how I like it.

Now please, can I have my picture back?

I can't.

Jack Hollins, you have completely betrayed me.

I'm sorry, Mr Stevens. We believe you may have Mr Robson's chainsaw.

- Yes, and I'm not giving it back. - I think you might have to.

I am not living next to a wood yard. Good day.

Well, what are you gonna do about it?

HORN

ANGELA: Hurry up, Phil!

Flippin' Nora. Erm, look, we'll have to sort this out later.

I've got a wedding to get to. Erm...

Look, just don't do anything until I get back. All right?

Brilliant(!)

I told them straight I wasn't gonna give it back...

All right, love...

There's a good girl.

CRYING

We don't want to go playing with things like that, do we?

Right, I'm off. Are you sure you know what you're doing, Oscar?

Yes, Gina... for the hundredth time.

See you later.

Oh, Rob left a quarter of an hour ago,

and Bernie's on his way over now.

- Right. See you, Rosie. - See you later.

Wow! Peggy, this is amazing.

Yeah. Oh, and David, an' all.

You look wonderful.

Thanks.

ALEX: Beautiful.

Shall we go?

URGENT BANGING ON DOOR

I'm not answering.

BANGING CONTINUES

ROBSON: If you don't give me my saw back, I'm coming in to get it!

GASPS

- Look here... Please... - Where is it?

Could you please just...

No, don't. Please. What are you doing?

How would you like it if I took something of yours, eh?

This, for instance?

SCREAMING

PHONE RINGS

Look, if that's Rob, tell him I'm on my way.

Ashfordly police.

Right, OK, sir.

Yes. Yes, we'll be right over.

- It's him again. - Who?

Mr Stevens. Mr Robson's broken into his house, smashed a vase,

and now Mr Stevens is threatening to go round and take the chainsaw back.

Geoff, you'll have to get round there before they k*ll each other!

I can't. I've only got my pushbike.

- Well, where's Miller? - He's gone out.

Oh, for pity's sake, Geoff!

Will you hurry up and learn to drive?

What do you think?

He'll do.

Helen!

You look beautiful.

'Ey, you can't kiss her yet.

Oh, sorry. Dr and Mrs Burton,

Helen's mum and step-dad.

My sisters.

Christine and Angela.

Well, pleased to meet you, I'm sure.

Hello.

And you're Helen? Of course.

Hello.

Not bad, eh?

He always did choose lookers.

Well, what are we waiting for?

The man with the ring, probably.

Sergeant Miller, thank goodness.

It's Rob's wedding ring, and Phil's had to go out.

REGISTRAR: The path will not always be smooth.

But together, strengthened by their love,

they will surely plough a furrow straight and true.

GIGGLING

Helen and Robert, will you now answer these questions?

Robert, are you lawfully free to marry Helen?

I am.

Helen, are you lawfully free to marry Robert?

I am.

Now, repeat after me.

I call upon these persons here present...

I call upon these persons here present...

...to witness that I, Robert... ...to witness that I, Robert...

...do take thee, Helen... ...do take thee, Helen...

...to be my lawful wedded wife.

...to be my lawful wedded wife.

I call upon these persons here present...

...I call upon these persons here present...

...to witness that I, Helen... ...to witness that I, Helen...

...do take thee, Robert... ...do take thee, Robert...

...to be my lawful wedded husband.

...to be my lawful wedded husband.

Who has the ring?

MILLER CLEARS THROAT

Thanks, Sarge.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

- Oh, no! - Oh, yes.

We couldn't let you drive yourselves.

Come on. In you get.

Whoo! Whoo!

Get us to the hotel quickly, Bernie.

LAUGHING

GINA: Smile, Bernie.

TYRES SCREECH

It's all over, Phil.

Right, if I could have your attention, please.

When David gives the signal, we want absolute silence.

Debbie!

Phil said you didn't have one, so I made it.

Oh...

- Oh... - I'll put this one out of the way.

No...

No, I will. Yours is much better.

Rubbish. We're going to have the two of them.

His and hers. There.

Now, what could be better?

And I must say, that looks most professional.

Unlike some.

Come on, then. They'll make you feel better.

I know that man gave you a fright, but... it's over now.

He won't come round again.

Mr Bellamy made him promise not to.

Swallow them down.

Doctor's orders.

Carrie? GLASS SMASHES

MUSIC: 'Love Is All Around' by The Troggs

♪ I feel it in my fingers

♪ I feel it in my toes

♪ Well, love is all around me

♪ And so the feeling grows

♪ It's written on the wind

♪ It's everywhere I go... ♪

What are we doing here?

Er... we've got a present to collect.

- A wedding present? - It's a bit difficult to wrap.

Erm, awkward, you know.

- Well, where is it, then? - In the hall.

It needs the three of us to carry it.

What's going on?

BERNIE: Here we go. GUESTS: Shh. Shh.

Surprise!

♪ For they are jolly good fellows for they are jolly good fellows

♪ For they are jolly good fellows...

♪ And so say all of us ♪

CHEERING

Well, er...

speaking as a married man myself,

I know how great Rob and Helen are going to feel...

Erm, well, marriage makes a whole...

world of difference to life. It's... well...

- Spit it out, lad. - Oh, shut up.

It's lovely. That's what it is. It's lovely.

Well, they're a lovely couple,

and I'm sure they'll be very happy together.

And Rob's a lovely lad...

- Oh, he ain't that lovely! - Yeah, less of the soppy stuff.

Come here, you.

MAN LAUGHS

Right...

- Helen... - Oh, no.

You'd best know what you've taken on.

I'm sure I do.

LAUGHS

I doubt it, love.

You see, he might look all prim and proper in that uniform.

But that's not the real Rob, is it, our Chrissie?

- Course it's not. - You see, we know him of old.

And he was a right terror.

- Everyone, my sister. - Always in trouble.

Always fighting.

And leopards can't change their spots.

- That's right. - So all I'm saying is, watch it.

He's still a Walker deep down.

'Ere. Telegram.

Oh, telegram. Telegram.

Right.

"Best of luck to you both from Dad and all in cell block C."

LAUGHTER

Oh, Alex...

- Right, everybody... -Cell what?

- Strangeways. - It is time to serve some more

of my delicious plum wine

for the toasts and the cutting of the cakes.

Who'd have sisters, eh?

Look, I can see that you're not quite sure about things.

Oh, nonsense, Robert.

You hardly know me, so it's natural.

Erm, I just want to tell you:

I love your daughter very much,

and I'm gonna look after her. That's a promise.

Thank you.

TWO PHONES RINGING

CHAINSAW ROARING OUTSIDE

Carrie? Carrie, love...

It's all right, Carrie.

Two cakes!

All the best weddings have two cakes.

- Which one shall I cut first? - Debbie's, if you've got any sense!

APPLAUSE

Right, everyone, the time has come. The toast is:

Rob and Helen.

ALL: Rob and Helen.

SONG: 'My Girl'

Oh, it's quite nice.

♪ I got sunshine

♪ On a cloudy day

♪ When it's cold outside

♪ I've got the month of May

♪ I guess you'll say

♪ What can make me feel this way?

♪ My girl

♪ Talkin' 'bout my girl... ♪

CHAINSAW ROARING

SCREAMS: Stop it!

♪ Whenever I'm with him

♪ Something inside

♪ Starts to burn deep...

I'm so proud of you, Debbie.

I know how difficult it must have been.

Not really. Not when our happiness depends on it.

There's nothing more important than that, Phil.

I do love you, Mrs Bellamy.

♪ Tearing me apart

♪ Whenever he calls my name...

Oh, Geoff! Watch my feet.

Sorry.

Ow! Ugh!

♪ Like a heat wave burning in my heart

♪ I can't keep from crying

♪ It's tearing me apart

'Ere. Who's the wet blanket?

♪ Sometimes I stare in space

♪ Tears all over my face

♪ I can't explain it don't understand it

♪ I ain't never felt like this before... ♪

At least try and look as if you're enjoying yourself.

How can I, after what you said this morning?

All you've got to do is give me my picture back.

Excuse me.

Gina, wait.

'Ey up. Wanna dance?

I don't see why not. Come on.

♪ No more half-hearted kisses that's bad enough

Still got it!

- Why did you walk away from me? - What?

I asked you to wait. I want to talk to you.

Jack, we were just having a dance.

This is a private conversation. Do you mind?

Well, I think I do, as a matter of fact, yes.

Gina, come on.

- Get off me. - Hey, leave her alone.

Hey, come on. This is meant to be a wedding.

It's OK, Rob.

You want to talk? Come on.

- What's up with those two? - Goodness knows.

I'd say it's about time we left. What do you think?

Definitely. I'll just say goodbye to my parents.

LAUGHTER

Although, on second thoughts...

♪ Oh, how they lie Oh, how they hurt

♪ And you will...

I didn't want us to make an exhibition of ourselves

in front of your ex.

Oh, yeah? And what about the picture?

What about it?

Well, if that's not making an exhibition of me, Jack,

I don't know what is.

Now, I'll ask you one more time. Can I have it back, please?

They've already printed it in the catalogue.

- And that's your final answer? - Yes, there's nothing I can do.

Right.

CHAINSAW WHIRS

Carrie?

Carrie!

CARRIE: I know your plan!

You're trying to destroy us, aren't you?

SCREAMING

All right, love. Calm down. Give me the axe.

Carrie!

Get away from me!

SHOUTING

Carrie, it's me. Carrie, it's me.

You're all right, Carrie.

It's all right.

No, don't, darling.

CHEERING

She's all right, in't she?

Aye, not bad... for a posh bird!

BOTH LAUGH

LAUGHING DRUNKENLY

Ooh, dear!

Hey, are you all right?

No, not really.

I need your help, Rosie.

ROB: So much for a quiet wedding!

HELEN: It was great, though, wasn't it?

Oh, no.

Rob, stop.

- What happened? - What's happened?

She's only tried to k*ll us.

- All right, Mr Robson. - She's mad.

I know, Mr Robson, but unfortunately,

she does have severe mental problems.

And your chainsaw doesn't seem to have helped.

I told you it was your fault.

- My fault? - Yeah, for being so thoughtless.

I'm so sorry, Mr Stevens. I had no idea she was ill.

She can't bear it in that hospital. It'll finish her.

I promised her I'd never let her go in there again.

I know, but it is for her own good.

I was managing.

She was all right. But that's it now.

I've lost her.

That's not true.

I'll keep in touch with the doctors every day.

I'll make sure she's out as soon as she's well enough.

Come on, Mr Stevens. We'll follow in the car.

Oh, no, you won't. You're on leave.

But we need to get Mr Stevens to the hospital, Sarge.

We'll do that. Now, get along. It's your wedding night.

Look, Gina, I'm sorry.

Forgive me. My ambitions got the better of me.

I broke a promise, and I shouldn't have.

I just didn't think you'd feel so strongly about it.

And all that stuff I said about London, forget about it.

We don't have to go.

It's no good, Jack. It's too late.

It's over.

MUSIC: 'Happy Together' by The Turtles

ROB: And I thought he was an old fusspot, when in fact...

HELEN: He was just doing his best for his wife.

ROB: Yeah.

Hang on a minute.

What's this? The Lake District?

- Yeah. [span]- Tonight?[/span]

Your honeymoon suite awaits, my love.

Oh, Rob... How about a kiss, Dr Walker?

Dr Walker? Now, there's a thought.

♪ So happy together

♪ Happy together

♪ So happy together

♪ So happy together... ♪