05x01 - Such A Mad Marriage Never Was Before

[bunniefuu]

So do you remember how worn out the legs
were before?

Is that the chair or me you're on about
there, darling?

I recovered this using a fabric that I
picked up at a local flea market. Do you

remember, honey? I do remember. You
insisted on driving us there.

Right, I just need to finish securing
this on. Allow me, madam.

A staple g*n will suffice. I mean, as we
always say, big is not always best,

luckily for you, darling.

I have a local firm actually finishing
the rest of the set -off for me because,

as you know, later on this week we'll be
having our... Live stream main event.

where we will finally reveal our fully
renovated home. And, of course, you guys

get the chance to ask us any questions.

Now, how have I been married to this
controlling witch for so long? Well, why

my husband such an obnoxious a*s?

Cut! Cut!

We've talked about this.

Can we please just fix the script?

Your followers want to be a united,
happy couple.

I'm sure you can just edit out that last
section, can't you? Maybe leave the

technical stuff to people who know what
they're actually doing.

You are insufferable, Preston. Roll on
the live stream and I can finally kick

this oaf out my house.

Don't you mean my house, darling?

Over my dead body, honey.

Nate, my office radiators are not
working properly.

I wonder if you could look at it for me.
I need someone who knows what they're

doing. Sure.

I'm not having that adulterous cow take
this place from me.

I'm out.

Be careful.

It's OK.

Looks like he's been dead a while.

Wonder where he's come from.

You... You've gone too far this time.

Hey, whoa, it wasn't me.

I mean, I wish it was.

I hate you. Oh, come on, Mrs S. Don't be
upset.

Here.

Thank you. I don't know what I'd do
without you.

Let's get you a glass of water. Here.

Thank you.

I think it's time I called in some
professional help.

What? The literature?

No.

Private investigator.

We've met here again.

Oh, what would I do without you, Seb? Be
buried alive under a mountain of

paperwork?

I mean it, though.

Thanks for sticking with me after
everything.

Ah, vanilla?

Oh, which I did. Don't k*ll me. Sorry,
that's mine.

Now, you know I'm not actually in today.

I just came to get this.

Ah, well, you can't lead a The Phoenix
and the Turtle party.

Don't the tale, can you?

I betray the bard each and every time I
don this travesty.

Remember, you've got a ten o 'clock.

Preston Shrewsbury thinks his wife's
having an affair.

Another extra marital.

Beggars can't be choosers.

You know, it's been over two years. You
could try speaking to Lou.

What type of partner is right for you?

One that admits when they're wrong?

Sorry, I slept in.

Congratulations on closing the case.

It was a lost budget. It's hardly the
crime of the century, but thanks.

Ooh, vanilla latte.

Did you get yourself one?

Oh, no, it's fine. I just wanted to
treat the boss.

No, no, no, no.

We're a team, remember?

Especially since you chose to come with
me.

Oh, what can I say? I will follow you to
the last gasp with truth and loyalty.

Right,

do you want to do a quiz?

Yes. Sorry, I don't have an appointment,
but it's important.

Oh, come in.

Let me take your jacket.

I'll get you a flat white. It's a
coconut water. Oh, sorry, that looks

Is that a new tattoo?

Oh, no, actually, I've had it for ages.
I might get a leaf added every year.

It's my way of remembering.

Sorry. Sorry, I'm Rena.

Shrewsbury. Yeah, no, I know. I watch
your online show. I love it.

Reclaimed, refurb.

It's basically just me and my husband.
They've been refurbishing this house

what, six years now? And the thing is,
everything in it has to be either second

-hand or reclaimed. Oh, it's brilliant.

I'm terrible at DIY.

But then you've got Preston to help you,
haven't you?

Wait, sorry, your husband is Preston,
Shrewsbury?

He's why I've come to see you.

What, and people pay you for this?

Very well, actually, especially after we
hit 250 ,000 followers.

I mean, it's not without its sacrifices.

Our marriage is over.

I mean, it's always been tempestuous. At
one point, that was part of the fun,

but now we just make each other
miserable.

You always seem so happy in your videos.

I mean, we're forced to play nice for
our brand, but when we've finally done

big life dream, then we're finally going
to go our separate ways, or we would

be. if we could decide which one of us
gets heat -finished property.

Hang on.

This is about the house?

I thought this was about an affair.

We employed a handyman to help us with
the final snagging.

Nathaniel Tensio.

And you think this Nathaniel and your
wife are... Sleeping with each other.

Oh, I'm absolutely certain of it.

Nate's just so easy to work with. At one
point, when Preston was being a proper

nightmare, we filmed Nate from behind as
a body double, and that really wound

Preston up.

Who thinks I'm going to leave my dream
house just so she can wheel in her toy

boy when she's got another thing coming?

Because I'm not going anywhere.

I'm sorry, Rena. I don't really know how
I can help you because I'm just an

investigator. I'm not a property lawyer.

Preston's trying to sabotage me.

He wants to force me out.

He's removed all the fuses from in my
plugs, flooded my en suite, and then I

found this.

Now, he knows I hate myself.

You're not alone.

How can you be sure it's definitely him?

Because it's only happening on my side
of the house.

We have exactly half each, but when
we're not recording content, we stick

strictly to our own sections.

Why, this works, does it?

It's the only thing we seem to agree on.

I mean, the kitchen was an issue, so we
drew up a rota. I have lunchtime and

then 9pm till midnight.

What if you get peckish around tea time?
This is why I need your services.

If I can prove that Rena's having an
affair, expose it to our fans, I can get

public opinion on my side and then I can
kick her out.

Well, I'll... I'll stick the place out,
then.

Watch and see if he comes over to my
half of the house. If I can prove that

been harassing me, then I'm more likely
to get the place. I suppose I could...

could go tonight. Have a look.

So...


get past me.

Nice doggy.

What have you found?

I said, what are you doing there?

Attack, Phoebe, attack.

I'm a private investigator.

I'm just investigating.

No.

What are you doing here?

I'm not the one in a hedge being muggled
by a Pomeranian.

I am on a job.

So am I.

The shrewsberries.

Oh, it's OK, fine.

The owners actually know that we're
here, so it's fine.

I'll be double -checking that first
thing in the morning.

OK, thank you.

So,

what were you hired for?

I'm here watching Preston to see if he's
sabotaging the house. Well, Preston

thinks Rena's having an affair with the
handyman.

I thought you didn't do extramaritals,
hmm?

OK, we'll change.

Do they?

Anyway, if Rita was having an affair, I
wouldn't be surprised. Preston's been a

nightmare. Why won't he let her just buy
him out of the house? Why should he?

He's done all the hard work building
this place up. She comes in, throws a

scatter cushions and thinks she's better
than him. Well, maybe she understands

that our house needs to be nice and
approachable.

Otherwise people won't want to visit it.
Maybe some people recognise style over

substance. You have many jobs lately,
Frank. Well, at least I'm doing real

investigative work. How am I?

What, are you still doing the missing
pets cases, let's face it? That's one

up from a flyer on a lamppost.

How dare you?

I...

Ernie

g*y, you've seen another mouth.

Please do not tell me that you two are
back together.

Absolutely not. No, we are not.

No. Well then, for once, I'm actually
glad to see you.

So, the victim was shot in the back of
the head by what looks like a nail g*n.

Did you get any pictures, footage of the
k*ller?

Uh, no.

Okay. But I mean, you had a good look at
the perpetrator, though, right?

I'm sure you can give me a thorough
description.

Well, the thing is, we, um... We weren't
really looking at the house when it

happened.

So a m*rder happened right under your
noses and neither of you saw anything.

Wow.

I mean, that's the best yet, guys.

Great work.

I can't believe you hired a PI to spy on
me. So did you.

Well...

Do either of you recognise that?

It's the nail g*n.

Erm... Yeah, that's mine.

I feel terrible.

Oh, so do I.

Keelan's never going to let me hear the
end of this.

And we could have stopped it from
happening.

Yeah, well, that too, obviously.

I mean, Preston knew I was watching him.

Why risk murdering someone?

If anyone could have slipped in while we
were distracted.

Frank, you've got to help me. I didn't
do this.

I'll pay you anything.

It's a prune, wasn't it?

What, because he's just offered you a
load of money?

Yeah, that's the way business works.

I'd like to wipe that stupid smile off
Keeler's face when I find the k*ller.

What if I find him first?

Yeah.

I'm more than style over substance,
Frank. I'm a good investigator.

I'm going to prove it.

Laurie, I didn't end up getting much. I
didn't get you the proof you wanted with

everything that happened.

Are you OK?

Were you very close to Nathaniel?

Why does everyone think that me and Nate
were... I mean, I'm almost old enough

to be his mother.

No, I just... Well, he did visit you
quite late, didn't he?

We were just meeting about a job.

A production company had offered me a
series on repurposed home furnishings,

yeah, and I offered Nate the role of
handyman, so he came round to give me

Oh, OK.

We were just going to have a drink to
celebrate our partnership, and it was

strictly above board, you know. So why
the secrecy? Well, why do you think,

Preston? He'd try and ruin it for me.

In fact, I was worried he already had.

Nate was acting weird.

Really? Weird in what way?

You know, he was nervous, said he had
something important to tell me.

I went to put this away safe in my
office, and when I got back, he was

Then I found him in the kitchen.

Do you have any idea what Nathaniel
wanted to talk to you about?

No, he'd only worked with us for a few
months or so, you know. So he had a

CV, glowing references, but, no, he
didn't really share much.

Oh, this guy was at the house last night
before everything happened.

Oh. Perhaps Curtis Minoff, our social
media manager, is amazing.

It's a shame I can't take him on to my
next project, but they have their own

people handling their socials. I'm
really sorry, but we need to put a

out for your fans.

And the landscaping team are arriving
soon.

Sorry, it's the big live stream
tomorrow.

Oh, right.

You're still going ahead with that, are
you?

Oh, yeah.

And Curtis thinks we can kind of
dedicate it to Nate?

Yeah, we didn't learn that well, but he
was still part of the reclaimed

refurbishing.

At least if Preston does go down for
m*rder, then I'll get to keep the house.

Lou was there? No.

Was she well?

I've literally just told you there's a
m*rder, and our client is the prime

suspect. That's what you should be
focusing on. Sorry.

No, Preston said he was on the phone to
this 24 -hour solicitor at the time of

the k*lling.

I'll check it out.

Mum, what is on the wife?

She says there wasn't an affair, but
take a look at this.

I want to know what he gave her that
night.

Well, he's dead, and I don't think she's
going to roll out the red carpet for

Preston's P .I., so... No, but she might
for her chair delivery, ma 'am.

What? Me?

Well, it can't be me. She might
recognise me.

Fortunately, she's never met you.

Fortunately, not.

Sorry, I had turtle bait with me.

It's not my day working for you,
remember?

No, well, I'm sorry, but I think a
m*rder trumps a kid's party.

You'll never guess who else was there.

Frank.

Really? Yep, and he reckons he's going
to solve this m*rder before me. Well,

we'll see, because I bet he didn't
notice the victim acting suspiciously

the shed at the Shrewsbury's. I reckon
he's hidden something in there.

Like what?

Well... That's what you're going to find
out. Thought you could go down this

morning and blend in with the gardeners.
This morning? I can't.

Oh, please. Come on, I need you.

Preston's going to recognise me. He's
never met you, has he?

We're a team, remember?

You look like a Mario brother.

I'm Barry, the delivery man.

All right, Bab. I've got six chairs for
you. Right, can you deal with those

before you leave? The landscapers have
arrived early.

I'm on my way home, so I'll show you
where they go.

And then can you manage on your own?

I'm

in.

Check the desk first.

Hello?

Oh, yeah.

Great disguise.

I'm Gwyn from Pontypridd. Oh, I love
Gwyn.

OK, pop that in your ear, and then I can
just keep on the phone to you, OK?

That's the shed there.

Oh, quick, someone's coming. Be quick,
be quick.

Romeo, you and your dog are trespassing.

Phoebe got spooked by yet more workmen.
We're just doing our final bit of

landscaping. Those trees have
preservation orders.

If any get damaged, I'm calling the
council. Well, you do have them on

doll. Feel free to lodge yet another
complaint.

Grr, man.

Frank?

You've been ignoring me.

Er... You won't want to check your
moustache.

Sorry, this is proving a lot more
complicated than I thought.

Well, if you can't see it in the desk
drawer, check the sideboard.

Right, OK, so what I need you doing now
is we're supposed to have the olive

trees. Where are they?

You didn't tell me it was locked.

What's locked? The sideboard.

But, no, I can't talk now.

Someone's coming.

Hey!

What are you doing? Oh, they finally let
you out then.

I'm finishing the garden ready for
tomorrow.

Were you going to do the live stream
without me? Well, you were slightly

indisposed, darling. What with the
arrest for m*rder.

I sent Curtis home to rework the script
for me.

You're not to be jailed, are you, you
heartless coward?

Let's not deviate from my design.

Your design? Well,

you both just shut up!

Who are you, U*i?

Poor Adna.

I'm Gwyn, the gardener.

Aren't you the chairman?

Barry.

That's it, I'm calling the police.

Hold on. Please don't. I work for
Shakespeare and Hathaway.

So which one are you working for right
now?

Kind of both.

What?

have been sneaking around lying for
years.

I can't believe it. I really trusted
you.

I'm sorry. I just didn't want to let
either of you down.

Are you even actually a turtle -based
children's entertainer? Or is that just

cover? No, I am. I need that gig with
what you two pay me.

Come on, let's go back to the office.
No, let's go to my office.

Right, come on with me.

No, he likes me more, I think. No, he
doesn't. Of course he does. We're more

tune. Can you unhand me, gentlemen?

A way, I say. You two are as bad as the
Shrewsbury's.

Why can't you just work together on this
case?

Absolutely not.

Why not? You could pool your resources.

I mean, that envelope was a wild goose
chase. It must have been the contract

that Rina told Lou about.

Is that why you came here? Oh, Frank.

Why are you here, then?

Not telling.

Lou saw Nathaniel by the shed. She
thinks he must have stashed something in

there. Actually,

you're probably right.

Nathaniel was in prison until six months
ago.

How did you know that?

Oh, just, er, old pal on the force. You
see, when you're a proper investigator,

you have an extensive network of
contacts.

Apparently, he only had one regular
visitor.

It was, er, Kurt something.

Kurt... Curtis Minoff.

That's their social media manager.

See? Look what we can achieve when we
work together.

Curtis said he didn't know Nathaniel.
Well, he obviously lied, and I'm going

find out why.

Bye,

you see.

You might have extensive contacts,
Frank, but I have a car.

Work with her?

You must be jogging.

Was there someone else with you?

No, I would leave that. That's probably
just a cold caller.

Sorry I'm late.

The number 34 was behind schedule.

What have I missed?

Hello! Hello.

Did you tell him we knew about the
prison visit?

Yes, I have, actually, and he said he's
happy to explain. I just wasn't going to

rush him.

It was Nate's idea, pretending we didn't
know each other.

He was trying to protect me, in case
Rena or Preston found out about his

We met as teenagers in care.

Oh, you were in care?

Nate always looked out for me.

But then he got a job working for Luca
B.

I said, Luca Bindello.

He's a gold baron.

When he was released, no -one would hire
him.

Right. So you helped him out, did you?

Wrote him a reference?

Yeah. And forged the CV.

What was the least I could do?

You'd be back about it for me.

Did he tell you about Reena's job offer?

Yeah. He was so excited about it.

But it must have hurt, too.

Reena choosing to take Nathaniel with
her, but not you.

Especially after everything you'd done
for him.

Yeah.

What are you implying?

What, you think I k*lled Nate over a
job?

Look, I hope this opportunity would
change my life.

But now I'm stuck playing referee
between two bitter people who can't

anything. Do you know how exhausting
that is?

Look, Nate made a few bad decisions in
the past.

But he was a good man.

There's no reason why anyone would want
to hurt him.

Except for what he's got hidden in the
Shrewsbury's shed.

Who's living here?

Do you want to wait outside?

I'm not going anywhere.

Neither am I.

After you. After me.

was behind the saboteur.

But why?

Maybe because he was paid by Preston, I
guess.

Or someone who wanted to get rid of a
troublesome neighbour.

I thought that dog... Phoebe.

with barking at Sebastian, but maybe it
just wanted to get this back.

So you didn't know Nathaniel? You'd
never ever been in that shed?

I'd barely spoken two words to the chap.

Phoebe doesn't like strangers.

What have you got there?

Oh, I've got this.

Her toy. I found it in this shed.

I don't know how it got in there.

Oh, come on, drop the act with the
gremio.

I've got to get the police to come and
dust for prints.

Don't.

Please.

I'd exhausted all official channels.

I was at my wit's end. You don't know
what it's been like. Six years of

sawing, drilling, not to mention the
arguing.

I saw Nathaniel bedding down one night
in the shed.

I offered him some money to cause
problems. All they needed was a little

I hoped they'd finally split up and sell
the place.

It was working.

Then suddenly Nathaniel said he wouldn't
do it anymore.

Seems he had an attack of conscience.

Maybe that's what he wanted to talk to
Rina about.

So did you just shut him up so he
wouldn't confess and land you in it?

No, never.

Underhand as they may have been, I stand
by my actions.

Those two clearly shouldn't be together.
They can't even share a kitchen,

Sibley. Do you know they have a rotor?

And I would never k*ll someone with a
nail g*n.

I'd get Bebe to do it.

Nathaniel's in the kitchen after 10pm.

That's Preston's time slot.

So maybe Nathaniel wasn't the intended
victim.

It was.

Me?

Preston was the target.

Nathaniel was k*lled from behind. The
m*rder*r wouldn't have seen his face.

And he has been your body double before.

Yeah, only once.

But still, they might come back.

We think you could be in danger. But the
police, MDS Keeler, said it was drugs

-related. Apparently, Nate was involved
in some kind of dodgy g*ng.

Do you reckon it's an organised hit?
Besides, who'd want to k*ll me?

You think I did it?

You do have a strong motive.

With Preston gone, you get all this to
yourself.

I don't want to see Preston dead.

I want to see him suffer for a very,
very long time. No offence, honey.

Oh, the feeling's entirely mutual,
darling.

Can you think of anyone that would want
to hurt you? Well, there's the Shrews.

The what?

That's what the superfans call
themselves.

Most of them are diamonds. They're
really looking forward to the live

tomorrow, but there's a few of them
that, well, they go a bit too far.

Have you ever had any death threats?

Yeah, loads.

I mean, it's par for the course, isn't
it?

But they don't mean it. We don't even
report it to the police anymore.

And do you keep any of these messages?

Just scroll to our comments section.

Like it?

Well, this is a place of work. Yes.

My place of work.

Smells fresh.

and clean and lots of bright colours and
I've got, yeah, a lovely view of the

river. Have a look.

You have to put up with that a lot,
though.

Is this a vision? Is this a dream? Do I
sleep?

Don't get too excited.

Why not? You're working together again.
I'll rush over as soon as I've got your

message. Yeah, so I see.

It's September.

Till we solve the case.

Yeah, wind your turtle's head in.

Why can't we have had this meeting in my
office?

Because Bastian told me what a pigsty
is. What?

So, you think Preston was the target and
not Nathaniel?

Yep. Keeler disagrees, though. He thinks
it was some kind of revenge hit from a

local gangster.

Why would a professional k*ller use some
random DIY tool instead of their own

weapon? Oh, no.

Absolutely not.

What's with the rat?

Oh.

Do you mean the shrew?

Yeah. That represents all their creepy
fans.

We're going to have a look at their
comments. Listen to this.

Rina's mutton -dressed as lamb with that
stupid olive branch tattoo.

A bit harsh.

And also inaccurate.

You see, it's not olive.

I was a Boy Scout.

It's an athlete.

I was a girl guide.

Listen to this one.

Preston, Rina deserves a real man. Why
don't you just die?

Do you think one of these...

Shrews tried to k*ll Preston.

Spider's tracing any direct threats.

Yeah, we should have some leads soon.

Excuse me.

Oh, it's just the solicitor Preston
rang. She's confirming that they were

speaking at the time of the k*lling.

Well, his alibi doesn't really matter.
Now we know he was the intended victim.

Yeah, true. But this is odd. She's not a
divorce or a property lawyer. She's an

expert in adoption matters.

Why would Preston want to talk to
somebody like that? I know. He and Rina

hardly in the position to be adopting a
child.

Unless they already had a child.

One they couldn't keep.

Preston's tried to trace his long -lost
child.

Yeah. But maybe that child found him
first.

So grateful to all our followers, aren't
we, darling? Absolutely. So to

celebrate, when we get to 10 ,000 live
viewers, you'll see our dream house

up with me in it.

Hold on.

You been messing with my script? No.
Guys, we're still live. You're trying to

undermine me.

Wait. Can anyone else smell gas?

Maybe the investigators were right.

Someone is trying to k*ll me.

Yeah, they are.

Aren't they?

Curtis.

I pointed the gas lines before we
started filming.

You know who I am, don't you?

Your tattoo.

That thing you wanted to remember is the
child you had adopted, isn't it?

One more act leaf, added every year to
the branch.

Yesterday, I saw his full name on some
envelopes.

It's Curtis Ash Minoff.

He's your son.

Ash,

why didn't you tell us? I planned to.

After the live stream.

But then you got drunk.

And shattered.

Preston, we really need to lock down
this live stream group.

There's no way Rena's going to back down
on this.

She's punishing me. She has been for
years.

Did you know that we've got a son?

What?

She fell pregnant just after we got
together.

I told her that we weren't ready to
start a family. We were too young.

But she didn't listen to me.

Like always.

I had no choice.

I left her.

And I was right. She couldn't go.

Maybe because she'd been abandoned to
raise a child on her own.

She was the one who had the breakdown.

The kid went into care, which is
probably right.

What?

I went back to her.

I did right by her. I even married her.
But left your son in care.

Who are you to judge me?

You're just the IT boy.

Okay?

Well, don't it?

I agree.

I'm so sorry I was a mess back then.

By the time I understood what was going
on, it was too late to get you back.

I don't blame you. You tried your best.

He was the one that left you the
struggle.

If you'd stuck around, been a proper
dad... My whole life could have been

different. I thought you wanted to
punish him.

Well, I knew you two were watching the
house.

So I left, went round the bath and snuck
in again.

I thought it was you.

Do you have any idea what I went through
growing up?

I was bound from one foster home to the
next.

Nate was the only one who cared about
me.

If you knew it should be before.

We met in care.

He was like a big brother to me.

And now he's dead because of you.

That's when I realised k*lling you
wasn't enough.

needs to see the real Preston Shrewsbury
before he dies.

The hateful, selfish narcissist.

Grace, please.

I want you to go.

Will you make sure she's safe between me
and him?

No, no, because he will go up in the
blast too.

You think I care what happens to him?
No, no, no, I won't let you do this.

I have to.

Don't you see? I know you feel like
you've been abandoned by him, but...

Please, just give him a chance. He might
surprise you.

I've been trying to put things right for
you.

Tell him the truth.

He tried to ring an adoption lawyer.

I've been trying to find you.

To make amends.

No. No.

No, you just wanted to appease your own
guilt.

Please, go to bed.

Me and Preston, we've been torturing
ourselves and each other for years

of how we let you down, and now we've
finally got a second chance to make it

right.

I've only just got you back. I can't...
I can't bear to lose you again, Pete.

You... You're my son.

My boy.

I'll just turn this thing off.

I'm sorry. No.

It's my fault.

We'll follow you to the station.

We're not going anywhere, OK?

Are you back together?

No, we're definitely splitting up. We're
back.

We've both agreed that we're going to
sell this place.

I'm going to use the proceeds to get
Curtis a good lawyer.

Tell him he started thinking of us.

Thank God!

I thought I was going to watch you get
blown to smithereens.

You too.

You actually did all right in there.

Well done.

Uh, Lou, did you hear that? How do you
know? I'm not sure I did, actually.

you say that a little bit louder?

You might get results when you work
together, but you are ten times more

annoying.

Thanks.

So?

Does this mean Shakespeare and Hathaway
are back together for good?

We always said it was just going to be a
one -off.

Right,

well, I'd better get back.

Well, you've always been a great
investigator.

Well, I learnt from the best, didn't I?

You did.

See you around, Frank.

You do make a good team.

Oh, Lou.

Sorry.

I was just pretending that. Oh, thanks.

Yeah.

OK. No, come in.

Come in. Yeah, come in.

I was just going to...

Sit down at my desk and mind my own
business.

So... How's the big posh office of
yours?

Oh, well, yeah, they want to put a ball
pit in. They're calling it a think tank,

so... Prat. Yeah, no, they really are.

Listen, I know I'm a...

messy, stubborn, grumpy old git. You're
not old.

But, um, if there's one thing this case
has taught me, it's not to let things

fester, so... I'm sorry we argued.

I'm sorry, too.

I mean, I said some really hurtful
things.

I didn't think my personal hygiene was
that bad. It's not.

Not really.

I did think I was a bit upset about all
the Queenie stuff.

I was disappointed.

I think I've always just put you on a
bit of a pedestal.

Really?

Yeah. I mean, it's understandable,
but... Without you, I wouldn't have this

whole new life, whole new career.

I'd still be doing washing sets,
wouldn't I?

Well, that and prison, because you
k*lled your husband.

Yeah, that too.

I think... I haven't been the same
around here since you left.

No, take -outs are really boring.

Oh, tell me about it. Yeah, it's like no
-one to play who can suck the mint the

longest.

You? Do you remember that time I guffed
in the car and locked you in? Yeah.

And the time when you were snoring, I
put the feather under your nose and you

just went straight up your nose.

Yeah.

I think your desk's still there. Yeah,
just a bit messy.

You could put a scented candle on it,
couldn't you, if you came back?

I mean, if you...

Will you?

Come back.

I would love to.

Don't tell me you just happen to have
that here. It's the turtle's party

Shakespeare and Hathaway are back.

Come on, let's go to the Mookie Mallard
and have a drink.

Arm pain.

Oh. Of all the wonders that I yet have
heard.

One drink limit. I'm not made of money.
Oh, there he is. The Frank I know and

love.