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Heartbeat, why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a love kiss stay in my memory?

but you won't forget her.

Mrs. February?

I'm from the Waterbury.

Oh, come in. Thank you.

It's hard to move till I do now to see her face in the air.

It's a pressure, see?

I need to get it flowing at a fair old rate to simulate the circumstances when

it drops.

Um, have you not got any other taps? An upstairs bathroom, perhaps? Oh, no.

It's the outside privily.

Oh, good idea. I'm... Oh, no.

I can't let go of the stopcock and I've got to monitor the water pressure.

Oh, I can help you, can't I?

I mean, I can flush it.

I don't want to cause you any trouble. Oh, that's all right.

Though it would be a real help.

Thank you, Mrs Fairbride.

Just keep on flushing it until I shout for you to stop, OK?

It's all right, then.

When will they learn?

I must go. I'll be late.

Oh, you won't forget to take Mother Harris, will you?

No, of course you wouldn't.

Sorry.

Just like the others. Only this time he left a plug in and a tap running.

Flooded the place.

What about the blue van? Was it parked nearby?

She didn't look.

And there's no neighbours round there.

All Mrs Fairbride could remember was his nice smile and the waterboard uniform.

Did she lose much?

Near on £20.

And it's the money she put away for Bill and... Her funeral?

Well, that makes four he's conned.

Well, er...

We'd better find him before anyone else gets robbed.

I'll telephone the other stations and see if they've had anything similar.

Well, you're not going to find him or his blue van stood round here.

According to the records, this cup here was won by the Aidensfield Arms.

So you see, while they won it, fair and square the results in the paper.

And it was March the 9th, 1939.

I've just been reading the back issues in the library.

1939?

It's a wee bit late in the day for sour grapes, isn't it?

I don't suppose this has anything to do with us recently winning the best pub

award, does it? It's got nothing to do with that. I'm telling you, that trophy

belongs in Aidensfield. And if you'd like to give it back, I'll make sure

returned to its rightful place.

You haven't forgotten it's pension day, have you?

Are you going to be fit to drive me to the post office?

Probably not.

Oh.

St. Mary's nursing home. Yeah, OK.

Yeah, bye.

What was that?

Oh, I've got a pick -up at St. Mary's nursing home. It's all right, I'll do

What will you do it with?

What do you mean?

Hearse, truck or taxi? Are you picking up a body, towing a car, or is it

wanting the taxi?

Um... I'd best call them back.

Yes, a taxi, right.

Straight away?

Of course.

Oh, Mrs Carswell wants a taxi to the post office. Off you go and do that.

I'll sort out what the nursing home wants.

I'm, uh... I'm really sorry about it. Well, just let me answer the phone in

future, all right? I don't want you messing it up again.

I know you must be short -staffed with Sergeant Merton being on his honeymoon.

It's just that, well, Mrs.

Fairbride's badly shaken.

She's talking about moving into an old people's home.

I don't know if you realise just how devastating it can be to an elderly

person's confidence being taken in like this.

How can we warn them?

Well, I could put up posters and, um... Oh, you could speak to them when you

visit. I think it would be better if we sent a policeman.

And surely you can spare someone.

I'll do you a list from my records.

All right. I'll send Bellamy. Great.

Thank you.

How'd you get on?

Well, I found the official record, which proves the cup was won by the

Aidensfield Arms.

But Angus doesn't want to give up what he calls his cup.

So Alf Ventress was right.

It certainly was. There's one trophy behind that bar, Gina. It shouldn't be

there. And it's about time it was back here, where it belongs.

So what now, then?

Well, in the end, I managed to persuade him to agree to a rematch at his cider,

30 years after the event.

Oh, sounds great, Oscar.

Only thing is, we haven't got a team.

Oh, that's the point.

Oh, no, no, no. No, I've got a taxi.

My son's out at work all day, you see, and the bus doesn't come out as far as

the Amwell Road.

I'll see you next week, I expect.

David!

Hold on.

Hold on, Mrs Castle.

Oh, yes, please, dear.

people do you need in a team?

Five.

And a reserve in case of a mishap.

It's a shame Jenny and Dennis are on a running moon. Could have done with them.

Have you set a date for your big day yet?

Not yet, no.

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me you're having second thoughts again.

No, it's not that.

It's just this place.

I'm really going to miss it.

You know, I've worked hard since I took over the licence here.

I don't see why marrying a policeman means I've got to give it all up.

What do you want for lunch?

Oh, does one have a choice?

How about soup?

Homemade soup, is it?

Or out of the can?

As if I didn't know.

Minnie, please don't. You just never stop with your little digs at me, do

One has so few pleasures at my age.

You never thought I was good enough for your son, have you?

Probably because you aren't.

Well, I'm sorry, Minnie, but he loves me.

You just can't get over that fact, can you?

Loves you?

You might have thought he loved you once, but now he despises you.

Why, you're nothing but a drunk and a slut.

This is great, powerful!

Oh.

It's only me.

I managed to escape for a spot of lunch.

Mother? Do you have any lunch yet?

Mother?

Mother!

What happened?

What have you done?

Joyce, please, try to think.

Are you sure you can't remember anything?

I slapped her.

She was bleeding.

I killed her tonight.

I might have done it. Joyce, how could you?

It's not possible.

You have to believe me.

I didn't mean to hurt her. I'm so sorry.

What's going to happen now?

We have to tell the police.

No, no, please.

It was an accident.

Joyce, we must tell them. We must see that. Don't let them send me to prison,

please, Peter. I swear I'll never drink again. Just please don't let them send

me to prison. I couldn't stand it.

It's all right.

I'll figure something.

Would you take a seat for a second? I'll be back.

Here you are.

That's all of them that I know of. I've crossed the names off the list that I'm

visiting today.

There are only a couple, but I can do those for you.

Well, every little helps.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Yes.

Thanks. You don't sound too sure.

It's Gina.

Well, I just want her to be happy.

She loves working in that pub.

I just wish there was a way she could stay on after we were married.

Excuse me, Phil.

Oh, thanks for this.

Hello, Dr Merrick, please.

Peter Carson.

Dr Merrick, I'm so sorry for troubling you. It's Joyce again, I'm afraid.

Yes, she's unconscious this time.

I tried to rouse her, but she doesn't seem to be responding at all. Do you

she needs to go to hospital?

Just that she's never been this bad before.

Can you lie her on her side, Mr Carswell?

Just in case she's sick.

I'll call an ambulance now to take her in.

Thank you. I'll go with her, if that's all right.

You'll be all right, won't you, Mother?

It's just that I don't normally leave her under the present circumstances.

Yes, I'll be ready when they come.

I'll put Joyce on the other side now.

Thank you, Doctor.

Bye -bye.

It's alright.

Lie down.

Go to sleep.

I'll take care of everything.

I'll tidy up. No.

Give it to me. I was trying to sort them out.

Move your foot. You're making things worse.

I'm sorry. I was just trying to help.

Well, I couldn't do very well without your sort of help. I'm going to go away.

Let me get on.

It's my mother.

I've just left my wife at the hospital. The house has been burgled.

I think my mother's dead.

She's upstairs in the bedroom.

She's old and frail.

The house has been ransacked.

Oh, sorry, my name, yes.

Carswell.

Peter Carswell.

You're a waste of time. Yes, Alf.

How much danger of him being conned.

You wouldn't even open the door to me.

We'll be there in five minutes, Alf.

Over and out.

Saved by the bell.

We've got to go to Holyhouse.

There's been a sudden death.

Yeah, well, thank you, Ken.

I'll let you know.

In case they don't call us, we'll call you, eh?

Unless you're desperate.

It's early days, Gina.

It was awful. I came back from the hospital and found a house like this.

Of course, my first thoughts were my mother, so I went straight upstairs.

I found her.

They must have broken through the back door.

I should never have left her.

She should never have been on her own.

Upstairs, Dr Merrick.

Back bedroom.

Let me have a look.

I'm confirming death at 6 .30 p .m.

Though she's been dead quite a while, I'd say.

Ta.

Hey, David.

Usual, is it?

Do you play darts?

No.

Well, at least stay at the board, which is more than I can say for some.

What's this, then? Oh, it's the Challenge Cup, David. What they used to

before the war.

Who? The Aidensfield Arms, their darts team, against the White Lion.

Oh. Well, what, are you thinking of starting it up again, then, are you? I

want to get the cup back here, where it belongs.

Well, they won it last, then, did they?

Well, that's the point. We won it, but they wouldn't accept it.

Oh, there was a big fuss about it, David. And after the war, they never

up the tournament again. So the cup got left there.

Well, why don't they just give it back?

Because it's been behind their bar for 30 years. They think they own it.

But now it's become a matter of honour.

So we're playing them again to get it back.

But we haven't got a team, Oscar.

Well, that's why we're having trials, Gina.

Well, off we go, Mr. Blaketon.

Uh, yeah, well, all in good time, David. All in good...

Ah, George.

Have you come to try half of the dark theme, eh?

And what about your mate?

Doctor's finished.

She's just putting her things away.

Is there any chance Steve and I could get down to the Aidensfield Arms? Not

until CID have done and the body's been moved.

Yeah, but it's the dark theme trial.

I think a death is more important, don't you?

Statements that we have to take them first thing in the morning. I've been on

HQ and I dare say that D .I. Shiner will be taking over.

Mr. Carswell says nothing's written.

Well, he probably ran off as soon as he hit the old lady.

She must have frightened the life out of him. Whoever he is.

It's not the M .O. for the waterboat block, though, is it? With the back door

broken and that.

Yeah, normally just knocks.

No need to break in.

It's hard to believe that we've got two burglars working the same patch.

Tea.

That's very kind of you. Thank you, Mr Carswell.

Yes, well, thank you, George.

Shall I try now, Mr Blaketon?

Well,

you've come in a bit fine, but it just so happens I've got two places left on

the team. Gina, give them a pike.

So, which one's going first?

Right, well, I will, I'll see.

Good morning, Ethel.

What? Speak up, lad.

I'm here to warn you that there's a man going round pretending to be from the

waterboard. He'd be driving a blue van.

Waterboard?

Yes, that's right.

Only he's not really from the waterboard, Ethel. So don't you let him

Yes, the man from the waterboard.

Has somebody warned you about him already?

No.

So you haven't seen him then?

I may be deaf, but I'm not blind or senile, young man.

He drives past here every morning, he does, on his way to work and back again

each night. Up there to Kettlewell Bridge End.

The man from the waterboard in a blue van.

Thanks, Ethel. Thank you, love.

If you'd like to come this way, sir.

Oh!

Get out of the way, Constable.

I'm just reporting back.

Old Mrs Cardwell had control of all the family money.

On the house and everything.

I thought this was a burglary gone wrong.

There's just one or two aspects that don't quite fit, sir.

We thought it best to keep an open mind and follow all the leads.

Oh, good.

In the meantime, you try and pick up that fake official.

Acting Sergeant Ventress and I will deal with Mr and Mrs Carswell.

Sir.

Can I help?

Oh, well... I saw your poster.

About the dance.

Oh, you've come to try out.

You're the first, but you're very welcome.

Over here.

You've been here before.

Come on, there you go.

Hiya, Angus.

Is Doris about?

She said she'd lend me a warm -up plate.

Thought I'd put on a bit of a dress, you know, make a night of it. She's in the

kitchen. Go on through.

All right, thanks.

David?

What are you doing here?

Oh, hello.

I, uh, he's joining our team.

David? You're from Aidensfield?

You can't play for the White Lion?

Mr. Blaketon wouldn't even let me try, Thorpe.

I thought I'd come here instead.

I'm very welcome you are too, young man.

Our first effector.

He's just not good enough for the team, Gina.

Now do you know?

You'd have me to give him a chance.

Oh, come on, it's David we're talking about.

You can't let him play for the White Lion.

I mean, what if they win? You'll never forgive them, will you?

Well, that's why we can't let him play.

And if the white line win this, they'll keep it for another 30 years.

Let me remind you, that belongs in here.

Can't you make him first reserve or something?

Bernie's first reserve.

And we've got to have somebody who can play in case Bellamy or Steve get called

out.

Oh, look.

Don't worry.

I'll have a word with him.

Talk him around.

Just trying to get the facts straight, Mr. Cosmo.

About the door. I told you, I thought we'd have a break -in, but I've just

discovered my wife broke it in order to get herself back in when she locked

herself out.

Your mother couldn't have let her in?

Well, she slept a lot.

Old people do.

Why'd you go out there trying to find a merger instead of harassing myself and

my wife?

She's simply just out of hospital, you know. Why exactly was she in hospital,

Carter? That has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with this.

Well, perhaps you'd let me be the judge of that. No, I'm sorry. I've been as

cooperative as I possibly can be. All I get from you is suspicion and intrusive

questions. My mother has died, Detective Inspector.

I'm quite well aware. My house was burgled by this bogus waterboard

killed my mother.

It's as plain as day, and I don't understand why you're out there trying

this animal.

I can assure you that we are.

Good. Then let me and my wife go home and grieve. Just as soon as we've

interviewing you both.

We're looking for a man who may have rented a property round here.

Driving a blue van.

Oh, you and me, Bull.

Why are you looking for him? I rented the pig boy's cottage to him and he's

disappeared off putting me money.

Are you sure he was driving a blue van?

Yeah, from the waterboard judging by his uniform.

Can we have a look at the cottage?

Yeah, but like I say, it's gone.

I've got an address of mine, but I don't think it's right.

Never heard of a Beaudley Street in Whitby myself.

Oh. I've got his number, though.

Call number?

No, of the van.

Always like to have plenty of ways of finding folk, just in case.

Alfred, where is he?

David!

What are we doing?

Ah, David.

Our things.

All right.

I've got some good news for you.

What?

You're on the team.

What team's that, then, Mr Blayton?

The darts team.

Well, you don't even know if I can throw a dart. You wouldn't let me try.

David, this is about community. It's about them and us.

It's about putting the record straight.

I thought it was a darts match.

It's not just a darts match, David. It's more serious than that.

That's why I want you to accept the position of second reserve for us.

I'm first reserve for the White Lion.

Yes, well, uh, Byrne is our first reserve.

Oh.

You don't need me, then?

Of course we need you.

No, you're just saying that.

I do know what I'm not wanting, Mr. Bacon.

Well, that's very helpful.

I'll let you know.

I've got Mrs. Castle into the interview room. That kept her away from her

husband. Good.

We don't want him changing the story for her again.

She was admitted with acute alcohol poisoning.

She'll be a bit fragile today, then.

Do you think the two had anything to do with the old lady's death?

There's no doubt they're hiding something.

Well, perhaps it's just that she's an alcoholic.

Maybe.

Something else Dr. Merrick said. Something's been puzzling her.

She thought the body was very cold, given the old lady died after 2 .30 when

Carswells left the hospital.

I think I'll put in a call to the pathologist.

See if there's any better idea yet. The time of death.

Well? We've got a lead on the waterboard burglar, sir.

Steve, PC Crane's just checking the registration there.

Oh, good work.

19 Halesham Road, Whitby, sir.

Off you go, then.

With a bit of luck, we'll have this all wrapped up by tea time.

Hello, Oscar.

Come in.

Just trying to sort out what's gone wrong here.

I think to have mislaid an invoice.

I think there's that or my arithmetic's letting me down.

I've just been having a word with David.

I'm surprised he's talking to you.

I got the feeling there was something up. I mean, I know he's disappointed

not being in the darts team, but there seems to be a bit more to it than that.

I was wondering if you could shed some light.

I don't know what his problem is at the moment. He seems to be constantly under

my feet, getting in the way.

He'll get over it.

Well, you know his sign for the White Lion.

Eh? Yeah, the opposition.

He said, at least they want me.

I got the feeling he was talking about something other than just darts.

Oh.

Well, I have been a bit hard on him lately.

Leave it with me, Oscar. I'll talk to him.

the next alley.

Anyone would think he wasn't happy to see us, Phil.

How are you feeling, Mrs. Castle?

Bitter, I hope.

Much, thank you.

Can I ask what the problem was?

Why you were admitted to hospital?

Nerves.

My nerves aren't very good.

Oh, I can understand looking after an old lady.

They can be very trying, don't you think?

Perhaps. Particularly if the old lady's demanding.

Was your mother -in -law demanding, Mrs. Castle?

She could be.

All old people can be, can't they?

But you wouldn't say she was particularly demanding?

Look, I admit we didn't get on.

I was never good enough for her, for her son. She blamed me for anything and

everything but, you know, old people.

Mothers.

They do that, don't they?

Do you drink at all, Mrs Carswell?

Sometimes.

You wouldn't say you had a problem with it, though?

Can I ask you again why you were admitted to hospital?

Could it be that you were drunk?

I may have had a bit too much.

I suspect you had more than a bit.

But why shouldn't you?

Sounds to me like your mother -in -law was horrid to you.

She having digs at you again, malicious comments.

You were drinking what, gin and tonic?

That's what we found in the glass in her bedroom.

Why was the glass broken, Mrs Carswell? I dropped it. Why?

I was angry.

So angry with her.

So angry you lashed out and forgot you had a glass in your hand? No, I just

slapped her and... The trouble is, when you've had that much to drink, it's hard

to know when to stop, isn't it?

I've spoken to the pathologist.

Your mother -in -law died.

before you went to hospital.

You were drunk and you killed her, didn't you?

You must understand, Joyce has a nerve problem. She's not responsible for her

actions. I'm sure your solicitor will be too pleased to hear the relevant

offence, Mr Carswell. You can't lock her up.

She'll get a piece of it.

It's not right.

She's thick.

The police doctor will be coming along to examine your wife to make sure she's

fit to be detained.

That's not good enough. I'm taking this further.

Mark my words. You'll regret this.

Has he gone?

I think so, sir.

With Mrs Carswell charged and Crane and Bellamy bringing in the burglary

suspect, everything seems to be under control.

Are you off now, sir?

I'm needed back at HQ.

Burglary at the home of a friend of the chief constable.

Right, sir.

David!

Better come in.

Oscar tells me you're playing for the White Lion.

I was worried that I might have done something to upset you.

I've been a bit sharp with you in the garage yesterday.

How are you?

You said you'd be better off without me.

I never did.

Well, it certainly wasn't what I meant.

Oh, but it's what you said.

It's not just you. It's Mr Blaketon. He won't let me in the darts team.

He won't even let me try out.

You all just think I'm stupid, and I'm not.

I know that.

And I shouldn't have been so ungrateful.

Because you are a help.

I couldn't possibly manage without you.

How

about

this darts match?

Here we go, Alf.

I think we've got enough here to put our man away.

We've been looking for you, Mr Bamforth.

Oh.

Here's another to add to your collection.

Won't you put Mr. Bamforth in the cells?

Mr. Bamforth.

If we do a quick interview, I could still have enough time to get to that

mat. All this has got to be labelled and checked first.

Yeah, I'll put it. So just get on with it.

I was going down to see your wife anyway, Mr. Carswell, and I will bear in

your concerns.

But she has confessed.

She never went to hurt my mother.

I mean, you of all people knew how irritating she could be.

But Joyce is... Drinking problem.

I'll do what I can. I promise you that.

Can we get a bell tonight?

I doubt it.

Look, why don't you let me finish up here and we'll meet down at the police

station in about an hour. Thank you, Dr. Murray. We'll see what we can do. Thank

you.

Mrs. Wilde?

Jack?

I have a list here of all the houses that have been entered.

Do you admit to all four?

Yeah, four.

That's right.

There's no others that we don't know about that you want us to take into

consideration?

No.

Just those.

I just think he was a bit too eager to cough to all the burglaries.

And I think we shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.

Yeah.

Dolls stolen property there?

We must have got rid of most of it, but there's enough.

Oh, and one item that isn't on the list.

Someone will have forgotten they ever had it.

I expect they were old.

Old, yes.

But we still have to find out who they belong to.

Yeah, we can do it tomorrow, though, can't we, Alf? We're going to be late.

Yes, it can wait.

Steve, you can go.

And Phil can stay until we get the paperwork sorted.

Alf, I need to go with you, mate. Well, the quicker you get started, the quicker

you can go.

I want you to play anchor, Jim.

All right?

Right.

Ready, Oscar?

Yeah, we're just waiting for the last few members of our team to arrive.

Maybe they've changed their minds.

Oh, they'll be here. Don't you worry.

Tell you what.

I'll play first.

You against me. The two landlords.

Right, then. Let battle commence.

Nearest to both are off.

She was blind drunk and had no memory of killing the old lady. She confessed.

But any defence counsel worth its salt is going to play up her confusion and

state of mind.

I mean, it's going to be easy to cast doubt on her confession unless you get

something to support it. It's not my problem.

D .I. Shine is happy, and he's the man in charge.

Fair enough.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Good job, Oscar.

Well played. Oh, thanks, Angus.

Right, who's next?

Oh, better late than never.

Where's Bellamy?

He's unavoidably detained.

You're on next. Get ready.

Ernie, prepare yourself, just in case.

Actually, Oscar, I've got an ingrowing tone here. It's giving me jib.

David's reserve instead of me.

Can he be a reserve for both teams?

Ah, yeah. Sorry, but... Well, the thing is, I'm from round there.

I have to play for the Aitonsfield Arms.

Sorry. Oh, well, I suppose that's all right.

Particularly since we managed to raise a full team, unlike some.

Come on, Steve, you're on.

Right, then. Second round.

Nearest the bull.

By the way, the pathologist rang.

He's posted his report, but I'm going to collect a copy tonight if you're

interested.

Oh, it's a bit late.

He says it makes for an interesting read.

Do you think he went by that?

I'm not sure, but I want to satisfy my curiosity.

I thought you were playing darts tonight.

I'm supposed to be, yes.

I was hoping to be there too.

Still, I might just catch the end.

I'll see you later.

Oh, Doctor.

Mr. Croswell.

I've done my best, but I'm afraid your wife will have to stay in custody

at least.

Poor Joyce.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I haven't been of more help.

Well, thanks for trying, Doctor. Good night.

Good night.

Now then, Mr Carswell. Just a minute.

That stuff box.

Why is it here?

Well,

it's stolen property that we recovered earlier from a real burglary.

It was my father's. It was on the sideboard in the hallway.

He was there, in my house.

The waterboard burglar.

Just like I said all along.

We know you were in the house where the old lady lived. I never was.

Well, how do you explain this, then?

It was on the sideboard in the hall.

I never touched her.

Who?

The old lady.

She's already dead, I swear it. I never laid a finger on her. You expect us to

believe that?

If we lose this one, which looks more than likely, it'll all be on the last

match.

Now, where is Bellamy?

Something must have come up.

He'll be here if he can.

Now, relax.

It's only a game.

Only a game?

Come on, Will.

Yeah. Ernie?

Yeah?

Miss Toward knows.

Are you sure you can't play? What's wrong, Oscar? Are you worried about

There's a lot riding on this, you know.

Yeah, you're right, there is.

So I won't be playing.

The D .I. is not going to be happy.

Why not?

Lucky with one murderer, and you may well have found him another.

Exactly. I've already charged Mrs. Cass. Well, I can't charge somebody else as

well. Actually, you can't charge anyone, at least not with murder.

You are.

It turns out old Mrs. Corriswell died of natural causes.

She suffered a stroke, fell and banged her head on the hearth. Well, couldn't

the shock of being slapped or finding a burglar in a bedroom have caused it,

though? Oh, she had an aneurysm. It could have gone at any time.

It's all there in the report.

Oh, dear, Shiner, isn't she going to like this?

She's not going to like it at all.

Oh, it's so nice to see you like this.

Right then, Oscar.

And a cider.

All right, Angus.

I know.

Ah, here he is at last.

Where have you been?

Phil, I need to end with some food in the kitchen.

Hey, not now, Gina.

Bellamy, you're up on the ockie now.

Phil, I need you now.

OK.

I thought this was supposed to be a dance match.

What's going on? It'll be all right, Angus.

I'll be back in a minute.

Unfortunately, everyone, Phil's scalded his hand.

So, David, you're going to have to play instead.

All right, David.

It's down to you.

Do you want me to take a look?

No, no, no, it's fine.

Put the mic on it.

I suppose Joyce was relieved when you said she could go home.

Oh, and even more relieved to find out that she hadn't killed her mother -in

-law after all.

Why, do I need double 16?

Aidensfield Arms, you need 76.

Stop at the board, mate.

Just double tops required.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight, honour has been restored.

And this trophy, after 30 years...

Hayden's Field Arms.

I'm David.

It gives me great pleasure to name you the man of the match.

Strips, congratulations.

Looks like you have a major success on your hands. Thank you, Charles.

I'm Sergeant Merton. I'm in charge here.

Oh, really?

Well, that may not be the case for very much longer.

So, you're interested in becoming a name?

Indeed I am.

Here's to the... Torrey Canyon.