All language subtitles for The.Doctor.Blake.Mysteries.S02E10.An.Invincible.Summer.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor

ALL PANTING

APPLAUSE

Jack.

Why didn't you tell me you were back?

I'm sorry.

Great race. Well done.

Congratulations. Your father
would have been so proud of you.

I've just made a cuppa.

Sounds good.

May I?

Jack, you must be exhausted.

Oh, Mattie, this is Jack.

Jack Beazley.
Hi. Mattie O'Brien.

Mum hasn't told you about me,
has she? Oh.

Um, so you were racing today?

And I would die for that cup of tea.

Yes. Jack has milk with two.

So how did it go?

How did it go? He won!

Oh. Congratulations.

A first prize of 20, no less.
And a gold medal.

Oh, Jack, don't be silly!

No, looks better on you.
SHE CHUCKLES

Bravo.

TELEPHONE RINGS
Oh, I'll get that.

Mattie's the district nurse.
She's our lodger.

Seems nice.

Lucien? Mm?

It's Constable Davis.
He says it's urgent.

Right. Excuse me, you two.

Thank you, Mattie.

Yes, Charlie?

I'm on my way.

Jean? It's the Dennison family.

Acting Superintendent.

Uh, you might want to watch
where you're standing.

Cold in here, isn't it?

This morning's newspaper?
Delivered 8:00am.

Bodies discovered 8:45.

Cause of death, thank you, Doctor.

What?

Well...

five members of the family,
four places set at the table,

three bodies.

The other son was in the race.

He's at the station now. Ah.

The daughter's still missing.

Cause of death?

Yes, of course.

Well, here, obviously one shot

back of the cranium.

Now, curiously...

Yes, look.

He's also been shot in both knees.

And here...

..one shot to the back.

Obviously taken by surprise.

But I'll tell you something,
Superintendent,

he wasn't taken by surprise.

And look here.

I'd say he's raised his hand,

trying to shield himself

and, again, one shot.

The Dennison family, they...

..they were involved with just
about every charity I can think of.

Who would do such a thing?

Are you familiar with
the police surgeon brief, Doctor,

as per the police handbook?

Yes, I've read it.

Read it again.

Autopsy report on my desk.
Sir!

As soon as possible.

Yes.

It's the window cleaner.
He discovered the bodies.

CLOCK CHIMES

Please don't hurt me! Mum!
It's all right, it's all right!

Please don't hurt me! No, no, no.
I'm with the police, all right?

I'm with the police.
You're safe now.

You're safe.
DOG BARKS

Let's get you out of that cupboard,
shall we? Come on.

That's it, that's it.

I've got you.

What do we know, Charlie?

Well, all the household staff
were given a half day off

to watch the race.

A window cleaner found them.

Right. Suspects?
Nothing yet.

A Vanguard ute was seen parked
outside on the road last night.

We've had reports of armed robberies
further north -

a bank in Shepparton,
shots fired in Mooroopna

We don't know if they're linked yet.
Right.

This is the family who sponsor the
big race, isn't it?

Yes, they sponsored the race,
amongst other things.

Hey, Doc? Mm?

That bloke who won today?
Jack Beazley.

Beazley? Not Mrs Beazley's son?

She's rather proud of him right now.
Why?

Ah. No, no reason.

What are you doing here?

As per the handbook,
seeing to victim welfare.

SUPERINTENDENT CHUCKLES

Lawson said you had your uses.

We'll see.

There were two shots
and then some screaming.

Did you recognise the voice?

It was Sammy.

He's dead, too, isn't he?

Yeah.
SHE SOBS

What did you hear next?

There was another shot...

and then the screaming stopped.

Where were you?

In my room.

The dog was going mad so I grabbed
her and hid in the cupboard.

Then I waited.

So, Aileen,
how many shots did you hear?

Three altogether.

Three?

Three, I think.

And what happened next?

I waited.

And then I opened the door...

to see if I could hear anything,
but...

..nothing.

So I came out to see
if anyone was still alive.

And I thought I heard something...

..so I hid again.

But no-one came.

Thank you, Miss Dennison.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yes?

Owen Dennison, Superintendent.
Owen!

May I see my sister?
Of course.

It's all right. I'm here now.

(It's all right.)
SHE SOBS

Yes, that's my brother,
Cameron Dennison.

Thank you, sir.

And Lorna.

Sam. Samuel Dennison.

What about the girl?

I believe she's all right, sir.

Arrested anyone yet?

Not yet.

Then you'll want to talk to Albert.

Albert?

Albert. Albert Dennison.

At least that used to be
his last name.

I think he goes by the name
of Corrigan now.

I thought there were only two sons.

There were.

Alby's a disgrace.

Cameron disowned him.

You think he'd be capable of this?

He's threatened all of us.

Of course he's capable.

All the one family.

They talk about your drinking,
you know?

Really? Who's they?
Various officials.

Thank you, no.

But I can see why you would.

This family...they were wealthy,
weren't they?

Yes, they were wealthy.

They were also very generous.

Then why kill them?

I have absolutely no idea.

What's this about lividity?

Inconclusive, I'm afraid.

The bodies were found
within an hour of death.

The morning paper proves that.

Well, lividity is variable at best.

It can depend on a number of
factors, like room temperature.

Just as well we're not relying
on you, then.

We didn't find anything else
at the house.

No prints.
No sign of theft or damage.

But we got a report
of shots fired from a car

on Creswick Road this morning.

A Vanguard ute. Two-tone blue.

The same one that was seen near
the Dennison place last night?

Oh, you know about that, do you?

Might be the same one.
We don't know.

Ashby?

Have you arrested anyone?

The investigation is proceeding.

Have you arrested anyone?

The investigation is proceeding.
We're following all leads.

What's this to you, Patrick?

You're letting him run this,
are you?

The question stands.
What's it to you?

My newspaper is getting
dozens of phone calls.

People want to form lynch mobs,
hunt down whoever did this.

I've never seen the town like it.

It's your job to calm them down.

That's your job.

How well do you know the family,
Patrick?

You accusing me of murder again?

Not this time.

They were old money.
They barely spoke to me.

Disowned eldest son.

Middle son devoted
to his blind sister.

Youngest son no head for business,
but...

What's that?

A list of all
the charitable contributions

the family has supported in
this town over the last three years.

They're just the ones
the family has publicised.

We're going to publish this list
in the next edition.

The town deserves to know.
That's what it is to me.

I suppose you'll still
be monitoring our radios?

It's a free country.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You don't ask questions
till I say you can.

Understand?

What?

We've got a lead on Albert Corrigan.

He's been staying
at the Railway Hotel.

Take Harris.

And Senior Constable?

He might be armed.

(We're looking for
an Albert Corrigan.)

He's out the back.
(Great, thanks.)

Mr Corrigan, this is the police!

Albert Corrigan!
WOMAN SHRIEKS

He's going for his gun! Easy!
Come here!

Hey! Hey! Easy!

Leave him alone!
Quiet!

Easy, miss. Take it easy.

Let me go!

I'm arresting... Quiet! Quiet!

Albert Corrigan, I'm arresting you...
Please, can you...?

What?!

My glasses.
WOMAN WHIMPERS

He didn't do anything.

I've had enough of this...

Sit down, Mr Corrigan.

I said, sit down now!

You know why you're here?

She's 20 years old, I swear.
Not the girl.

Your family.

I haven't got a family.

No, you don't...

..because someone walked
into the family home and shot them.

Where were you between the hours
of eight and nine this morning,

ECHOES: Mr Corrigan?

I repeat, where were you

between the hours of eight and nine
this morning?

Mum! She's dead?! Mr Corrigan!
She's dead?

Well, he'll sleep now.

The saline will help him sober up.

He'll need monitoring.

I'll put a man on duty.

What's that?

An old scar.

Gunshot wound?
Looks like it, doesn't it?

Uh, sir?

You should probably read this.

Hm. They're fast.
They were ready for us.

I'm going back to the Dennison's.

If you think
you can behave yourself,

you can come with me, if you like.

Now, something wrong, Charlie?

Nothing's broken, Charlie, but that
is going to hurt for a while.

Albert Corrigan
responsible for this?

Come on, Charlie. Spill it.

It was Jack Beazley.

We were close to the finishing line
and I thought I had him,

then he dug his elbow into my ribs.

What's he doing in town?

Well, obviously he's here to
participate in the race

and see his mum. Why?

Jack was at the bar when
Albert Corrigan was arrested.

So?

So he shows up at the same time
as the Dennisons are gunned down.

He's drinking at the bar
where a possible suspect is staying.

It's a bit of a coincidence.

Charlie, he was running in the race
at the time of the murders,

which rules him out.

Now, take two of these
every six hours, yes?

All right. All right.
Thanks, Doc. All right, Charlie.

I was here playing with Ruby.

Mother called me to the table.

But then I heard the gun,
so I hid...

..in there.

Miss Dennison,
you said you heard three gunshots.

That's right.

And nothing more?

I don't think so. Why?

Just excuse me for just a moment.

Doctor?

Doctor? Yes.

Certainly a tight fit.

Um, Miss Dennison... Aileen,

how long would you say
you were hiding for?

Oh, I don't know.

I lost track of time.

Did you learn anything
from that little stunt?

Not really, no.

What are you thinking?
CLOCK CHIMES

Two options.

Family vengeance, or a couple of
disaffected thugs with a gun.

Either way, she was very lucky
they didn't find her.

As long as she knows where she is
she's fine.

I gather Alby's in a bad way?

He's down at the station
helping with our inquiries.

Is he drunk?

Oh, of course he is.

Go easy on him.

Your uncle seems to think
he might have been involved.

JEAN: I always thought
Alby Dennison was a sweet boy.

I understand he became very violent
in the interview room.

Well, it's hardly surprising.

It's the uncle I can't stand.
He's a horrible man.

You're not barracking
for the underdog again, are you?

You can smirk all you like.
Alby was a sensitive boy.

He wanted to marry a Catholic girl
and they cut him off.

They cut him off over that?
Where have you been living?

From what I hear,
all the uncle cares about

is controlling the family
business.

Oh, how is Doug Ashby going?
Oh, Doug.

I think he might be all right.

DOOR CLOSES

Jack, is that you?

Mum. Everyone. Hey, Jack.

I hope you didn't wait for me.

Oh, we weren't sure when you'd
be back. It might still be warm.

I'm sorry, I've already eaten.
Oh? Where?

Out. You don't mind?
No, no. Of course not.

I've got some study to do.
I'll leave you to it.

Excuse me. Of course.

I might head off to bed.
It's been a big day.

Night, Mum, and sorry about dinner.
Oh.

Night, Jack.

Lucien, I really appreciate
your letting him stay.

He's your boy.
Of course he can stay.

Sorry, I didn't see you there.

Yeah, easy to do.

You know, I haven't seen much of you
since I've been here.

I'm beginning to think
you're ignoring me.

Uh, nothing like that.
I've just been busy.

You're sure? Absolutely.

See, I thought we could
have a bit of fun, you and me.

Sound good?

SHE LAUGHS

I don't think you're my type.

How do you know what my type is?

What's the matter?

I won't bite.

Well, it's not your biting
that worries me.

I think you're scared.

I'm sure this might work
on other women, but not on me.

Right now I'm bored and I'm tired

and to be honest
I'm not that impressed.

So why don't you stop all this
and let me get through?

I've got you wrong, haven't I?

Night, Mum.
Night, Jack.

Yeah, I know.

DOOR CREAKS

Just don't worry about it.

You know what he's like.
Paranoid all the time.

It's a wonder he gets
any sleep at all.

Keep an eye on that one.

You never really know
what he's going to do.

So when do I see you again?

Jack.

I thought you'd eaten last night.

I woke up hungry.

Oh. I'll make some tea.

He keeps you pretty busy.
The doctor.

Yes.

Pay is all right.
And he's reliable.

Reliable isn't what I've heard.

Why? What have you heard?

People talk.

Well, people still talk about you
when I'm not there to defend you,

so I don't want to hear about it.

I'm sorry.
I just worry about you.

I know how that feels.

Morning.

Morning, Jack.
How did you pull up today?

Good. Thanks.

Hey, you got into town the night
before the race, didn't you? Yes.

Where did you stay?

Not here, obviously.
I'm just curious.

With friends.
Ah.

Same friends you were chatting
to on the phone last night, eh?

Yes. Anything else?

No, no. Tell you what,
I fancy a cup of tea, though.

KETTLE WHISTLES

Right, now, how are you feeling?

Mr Corrigan, where were
you yesterday morning?

In bed.

And can anybody vouch for you?

That girl I was with.

Anyone of character?

No.

When was the last time
you saw your family?

I saw my father a week ago.

Mum and the others, not for ages.

What did you discuss
with your father?

He told me I was cut
out of the will.

I thought he disowned you
a long time ago.

He was just making it official.

I thought when he called he
wanted to...

make things better.

Mr Corrigan,
how did you hurt your leg?

It's an old injury.

Yes, but how did you get it?

I had a fight with Dad.

Albert's weak.

You could see it
from the time he was born.

Weak?

For falling in love with a
Catholic girl

against the family's wishes?

That was the last straw.
I told Cameron to cut him off.

I thought he was
your brother's child, not yours.

Are you staying or going?

What was the state of your financial
dealings with your brother?

They're pretty complex.

Oh, I'll break them down for you.

Family assets include a number of
properties, rural and metropolitan,

trust accounts, honorary membership
on a number of boards

and the management of
the Ballarat Repatriation Hospital,

is that correct?
Those are family interests.

Apparently they were the subject
of a court case recently

when you tried to take control
of the family assets.

There was supposed to be
a suppression order.

I had it lifted.

HE CHUCKLES

You stand to gain quite a lot from
your brother's death, Mr Dennison.

Cameron was giving
the family money away.

In five years we will be ruined.

Did you know
how Albert hurt his leg?

He got a gun and he threatened
his mother with it.

Cameron fought him.

The gun went off
and it wrecked his knee.

He didn't tell you that, did he?

Actually, he did.

Where were you yesterday morning
between the hours of 8:00 and 8:45?

I'm not saying another thing
until I speak with my lawyer.

The father was shot in both knees.

Albert Corrigan taking revenge
for his own injury?

What?

You think I'm such a dinosaur
I don't understand about psychology?

Of course, Clyde Dennison fought
his brother over the family's assets

all the way through the courts.

Yeah, but that decision
came down last year.

Cameron Dennison cut Albert
off last week...

..and neither of them has an alibi.

Sir?

What? Armed rob in Castlemaine.

Shots fired. Suspects were driving
a two-tone blue Vanguard ute.

They took the Midland Highway.
Castlemaine?

Hm. Looks like they're
heading back here.

SIREN WAILS

TYRES SQUEAL

Police! Road's closed.

You all right, Charlie?

What do you know about
the Acting Superintendent?

Well, he was the boss when
Matthew Lawson was a young copper.

Can we trust him?

Well, I hope so. Why?

I was in the office yesterday
after everyone had knocked off.

He was on the phone to someone
talking about you.

And, believe me,
it wasn't favourable.

Right. Do you know who he
was talking to?

No.

Be careful, Doc.

They're coming!
Right.

They're really going to have to want
to get through.

Yeah. We'll see.

TYRES SQUEAL

Police. Pull over!

Get out of the car!

WOMAN YELPS

WOMAN SHRIEKS

MAN: She's got a gun!

Ah!

Go!

He's going for his gun!
Don't do it! Don't do it!

Drop it, or I'll shoot!

Drop the gun! Oi! Oi!

Come on...
Drop the gun!

Drop it now! Drop it!

Get the gun.

SHE MURMURS

She's alive!

Her name is Ivy Douglas.

She's...

19 years old.

Ivy Douglas.

Ivy Douglas!

The prints are a clear match, sir,

and they were all over the car.

Jack was competing in that running
race at the time of the shootings.

The male shooter's name
was Ray Banford.

Apparently he had a long association

with Albert Corrigan,
formerly Albert Dennison,

who owed Banford money.

And Banford knew Jack Beazley.

This is Jean Beazley's son?
She's your housekeeper? Yes.

Then you're staying out of it.

But he was running in that race...
Go home, Doctor.

I've got nothing to say.

Ray Banford. Ivy Douglas.
Do you know them?

You heard me.

Did you travel up from Melbourne
with them?

Were you with them
the night before the race?

Did they kill the Dennison family?

You were arrested in 1946,

charged as a minor
for firearm offences.

Ask him. He put me there.

I'm asking you!

Yes.

You spent three years
at South Melbourne Hostel

between the years of 1946 and 1949,

where you shared a dorm
with Raymond Terrence Banford.

Yes. Ray Banford's dead.

Ivy Douglas is in hospital.

Is she all right?

Why were Banford and Douglas
in town?

What were you doing with them?
Is Ivy all right?

According to the hospital,

Ivy Douglas is recovering
from surgery in intensive care.

Apparently she's also pregnant.

Are you the father, hm?

Looks lovely. Is Mattie...?
Mattie's still working.

Right. What about you?

No, I'm not hungry.

Jean.

They found his fingerprints
in the car.

That's rubbish, Lucien,
and you know it.

That couple, they were on some
kind of spree

and unfortunately it appears
he was travelling with them.

You think he killed that family?
No, I don't.

I saw you asking him
all those questions.

He was running in that race
at the time of those murders.

He did not kill the Dennisons.

But he may have been an accessory.
Oh, why?

Because of something he did
ten years ago?

Can't he leave that behind?

He was 14 years old.

He'd just lost his father.
He needed help.

But Doug Ashby arrests him
and sends him to Melbourne.

That's what ruined him.
Doug Ashby?

Jean, I didn't know that.
No, there's a lot you don't know.

Look, I'm just saying...

I'm just saying
he's not doing himself any favours.

No, he's not.

But I expected better of you.

SOBBING

Jean?

Jean. Mattie...

..they've arrested Jack for the
Dennison murders.

Oh, I...

Well, they don't think
that he killed them,

but they think he's an accessory.

That's terrible.

You know he's not for you.

You know that.

I saw you talking in the hallway.

That wasn't what it looked like.
No, it never is.

He's a handsome boy.

He always was.

But your life with him would be
nothing but cooking him hot meals,

washing his clothes
and waiting for him to come home.

Jean.

You can do so much better.

Ah. Ashby ask why you needed these?

He doesn't know. Hm.

So what's worrying you, Doc?

Lividity, Charlie. Lividity.

Now, they were at the table.

Someone came in,
took them by surprise.

They were reading the newspaper.

Well, the newspaper
was on the table.

Whether or not they got around
to reading it, I don't know. Right.

Anyhow, two shots. Father, mother.

Meanwhile, Samuel Dennison
tries to save himself.

He runs to the window.

No! No!

And that's our third kill shot.

Where was the daughter?

The daughter was in her room,

grabbed the dog,
hid in the cupboard.

She didn't hear
those last two shots.

Hey, Doc? Mm?

You ever have dogs growing up?

No, my father hated them. Why?

Well, that dog's a Labrador
and they like their food.

But that bowl hasn't been touched.

What?

Oh, it's just meat, peas and gravy.

Not exactly typical breakfast fare.
Mm.

So?

Oh, it may be nothing.

I'm just thinking out loud.
Yeah?

It's breakfast.

Perhaps they feed the dog
the dinner scraps, I don't know.

But we know it's breakfast
because of the morning newspaper.

The morning newspaper...

Charlie, look at this.

Look at this.

The angle of the blood spray on
the paper

goes to the right, you see?

But from our victim,

the pattern of blood spray
goes to the left.

GUN FIRES

Are you saying
this was placed afterwards?

Lividity was inconclusive, yes?
Yes.

The windows were open.

It was very cold
the night before last.

Someone staged this.

Then whose blood is that
on the newspaper?

Animal blood?

Yes. Mammal of some kind,
but definitely not human.

PHONE RINGS

And you thought it all right
to take police photos off my desk?

Something was worrying me
and you weren't here.

PHONE CONTINUES RINGING

Will someone get that?

The entire scene was staged.

Newspaper, toast and jam on the
table. Everything.

Which would explain the problem
with lividity. Exactly.

Truth is, those murders
could have taken place

up to 12 hours
before the bodies were found.

The windows
were deliberately left open

to keep the room temperature down.

You know what this means, don't you?

Yes, I've just taken away
Jack Beazley's alibi.

Doc? Yes, Charlie?

They said he's staying at your
place and they've given the address.

Oh, for the love of God.

MEN SHOUT ANGRILY

PHONE RINGS

Don't answer it.

It might be a patient.

Well, how many have been patients
in the last hour?

Doctor Blake's surgery?

No, you listen to me.
You have no right to...

Jean! Jean, Jean, Jean!

ANGRY SHOUTING CONTINUES

Excuse me, can I help you gentlemen?
He was here.

I believe you're talking
about my son.

And I won't have any man
refer to him in that manner. Jean!

How dare you! You pathetic lot!

You take it out on the women,
is that the idea?

Bloody coward!
You brought the coppers with you?

Do you have a problem with
this, Charlie?

Not that I can see, Doc. Very good.

Doc! Doc, I think that's enough.
He's had enough.

Take your mates
and get off this property

before I arrest the lot of you.

Go home, you lot!

Let me see that wrist of yours,
Jean. It's nothing, I just landed.

Everyone inside.

I'm sorry, does that hurt?
No, it's fine.

Two sugars. I thought you might
like that. Thanks, Mattie.

Did you recognise any of those men,
Mrs Beazley?

Charlie, I recognised
every single one of them.

But you're not going to tell me
who they are, are you?

Do you think I might have something
a little bit stronger?

Of course.

So Jack's going to be a father?

Yes.

Lucien, whatever Jack
has done before...

I know he hasn't killed that family.

You don't believe me.

There's a lot of evidence
pointing to his involvement, Jean.

Yes, but...

Whoever did it killed three people -

a father, a son and a mother.

Jean, come here. Look at me.

I can't see Jack doing it,
I just can't...

No, no, no. Not Jack...

So who, then?

That couple in the car.

Possible. They were armed.

Priors for a whole range of things,
and they tried to kill us yesterday.

But these kids
didn't murder that family.

Was the Dennison house
damaged at all? No.

You'd think they'd do something -
raid the fridge, smash a window.

The uncle?

Horrible man. Agreed.

He tries to take control of
the family companies,

takes Dennison to court, but loses.

But he did manage to get the eldest
son disowned.

And what's he like?

Albert was so shamefully treated.

Yes, but would he kill his family
because of it? The father certainly.

The uncle?
Mm, but not the mother.

Now, someone we're forgetting -
Samuel Dennison.

Wasn't he killed, as well?
Yes, but why?

Cameron Dennison changed his will
a week ago,

cutting off the eldest son.

Fewer people, I suppose,
to take a slice of the family money.

Now Samuel's out of the way, too.

Wasn't the youngest Dennison son
running in that race?

Mr Dennison.

Just want to clear up
a couple of questions.

Where were you
the night before the race?

I was here...at home.

What? The whole night?
Yes.

And that morning?

I had a very early breakfast,
about 5:30am.

I said goodbye to
Mum and Dad and Aileen

and went to the race.

Right. Yes.

Well, at least part of that is true.

But by the time you left the house,

they'd been dead a while,
hadn't they?

We'd like you to come
to the station with us, Mr Dennison.

(Aileen.)

Aileen! Aileen!

Aileen!

You got him, Charlie?
Got him.

CLOCK CHIMES

I know you're there.
I can hear you breathing.

It's Doctor Blake, Aileen.
I'm the one who found you. I know.

Yes...

It was very clever of you...

to hide the gun in there.

Interesting, though,
how you only remembered three shots.

With hearing such as yours,

you would have heard
the other two.

Not to mention that clock
in the hallway.

Tell me something...

does it chime on the quarter hour?

Yes.

I wonder what else
is in that room of yours.

Perhaps you should guess
if you're so clever.

It could be any number of things,
couldn't it?

But I put money on
five spent bullet casings -

one for Samuel, one for your
mother and three for your father.

And tell me this...

..was it your idea
to frame your brother, Alby?

Do you really think a blind girl
could shoot that accurately, Doctor?

I'm starting to believe you could
do anything you wanted to.

But I do think...

..I do think it was
Owen who did the shooting.

He'll do anything you say, won't he?

Yes, he will.

But he doesn't have your nerve.

And he'll tell the police
what happened, even if you won't.

You thought of everything,
didn't you?

But there's no way
you could have known

that the blood on that newspaper

didn't match with the pattern
of blood spray

from your parents' gunshot wounds.

All of this, Aileen,

for your family's money.

Father was giving it away!

Sammy would have been just as bad.

In a few years there'd have been
nothing left!

AILEEN GASPS
It's all right!

SOFTLY: It's all right.
Give me the gun.

Good work today.

Well, it was the doctor really.

I wouldn't go around saying that
if I were you.

By the way, Lawson filed some papers
before he left

recommending you for promotion...

Sergeant.

That all right with you?

Yes, sir. Thank you.

You're going to be useful
around here.

Jack.
Spare me the lecture.

Listen, some people confronted
and attacked your mother today.

But she's fine.

She was standing up for you...

the way she always does.

Maybe it's time to think about
looking after her for a change.

What about yourself?

When are you going to start looking
after her? I'm sorry?

Don't tell me you don't know what
they say about her,

living in that house with you.

Only a fool would say anything
uncharitable about your mother.

As long as your meal is on
the table, you don't have to worry.

I hate this town.

Jack, listen.
None of that is important now.

You're going to be a father soon.
Don't waste that.

Does Mum know?

Yes.

Yes, she does.

Come stay with us.

Come stay with us and look after
that little one of yours.

Jean wants you here.

No, she doesn't.

She's got you now.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Jack?

SHE SIGHS

Jack here?
He, uh, packed his bags and left.

Right.

Where is she?
The sunroom.

BIRDS TWITTER

Jean. Lucien, I should
make you something to eat.

No, no, no.

Jack's gone, eh?

Yes.

He'll come back.

No, I'm not so sure about that.

We can't give up on them, can we?

They'll always be our children.

And when he does
decide to come back...

..well, he'll always
be welcome here.

This isn't his home, Lucien.
It's your home, Jean.

This...this is your home.

That means it's his home, too.

JEAN SOBS

It's all right.

It's all right.

PHONE RINGS
I'll get that.

Yes.