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Oh, but still rocking, eh, Donald?

Prisoners, dear boy, prisoners.

Ah.

Something wrong? Wrong?

Oh, of course there's nothing wrong. You'll never fit in there, will you? Oh!

Ah! I don't feel it.

I do hope so.

Oh, no, no.

Oh.

Ah!

Ooh! Grub!

You, uh, you all done, then?

We're ready to take our place on the open road, if that's what you're

Not for another six weeks, you know.

She's shrunk.

Just as well.

If you get caught even sitting in this thing, they'll extend your curfew for a

year. Or that.

I never thought I'd have a probation officer for a nephew. Look, I've got

things to do with my time.

Good night, old thing.

Good night, sweetheart.

Our time will come.

It's my dad's birthday today, the big boro for Ray Brody.

Remember

that

CD you've been looking for? The one you said someone must have stolen from your

car? It was me. I borrowed it. So now you know, this one's for you, Dad.

What's she doing in Beth's brain?

Could be anything.

Yeah.

I think Paul's meeting her parents tonight.

It's the thing.

Very... You?

It's lush, isn't it?

I think it'll like it.

Well, she won't be impressed by the price, if that's what you mean. What

she be impressed by?

I don't know, Chester.

Oh, come on. You girls talk about stuff.

I have to get organised for Mummy and Daddy.

Has she ever mentioned me?

Not in any significant way, no.

Why?

Look.

Chester, I just don't think you're her type.

What is her type?

Earthy, uncomplicated, in touch with nature.

I can do those.

Someone who likes horses.

Luce, earthy, uncomplicated, in touch with nature.

Big day today.

Got something planned, have you?

You and Lucy?

It's all getting a bit serious, isn't it?

If you mean I'm doing a lot of it, then yeah.

Meet the parents, eh?

Chester's coming to dinner.

You've forgotten.

I just left Chester playing this silly new toy.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, great.

Just great.

I thought we could go down to Isabel's and look in on Smokey.

Well, I, um... I could finish off here.

OK, great.

Right.

I thought I was supposed to be picking you up from the activity centre.

I finished there early, so I thought I'd make a start here.

If you go on working like this, there won't be anything left for me to do.

Are you complaining?

No.

I do think you might be overdoing it, I bet.

Don't you worry in my account, lass.

Um, I came by the cross last night. I must have been out doing my rounds.

What, at ten o 'clock?

Are you checking up on me? No, no.

Go on.

There's work to be done.

That seems okay to me.

Why didn't you stable him at Chester's?

Well, Chester's got a thing about horses.

You haven't stopped looking at that thing since we got here.

Ah, I'm running a bit late, that's all.

Late?

Yeah, well, I've got to go through the mail, make a couple of calls, and put

finishing touches to the dinner for your parents.

They're going to be here in eight hours and 22 minutes.

If we were ever late for anything, Daddy would go into his stiff old grumps,

which would make us girls feel horribly inadequate, and Mummy would retreat into

one of her cold, distant sort of moods.

I'm sorry. Some children get asthma or faint when they get stressed. I get

punctuation deficit syndrome. I think it's a military offspring sort of thing.

All that moving around the world and boarding school being the only constant.

And, oh, he's not even here. Look at me.

It's going to be all right.

I promise you.

Come on.

Bye.

Ewan? Other birthday boy.

He's away to the cabin for the weekend.

Fishing? I wanted to surprise him. I'm sorry, Ewan.

Didn't you arrange anything? We always do family stuff on birthdays.

He wants to be with his friends.

Tell him happy birthday from me.

I will.

Oh, and he got the tickets for the booty.

The old firm?

Aye. I'll give it to him myself.

Ewan!

I'll head out there after lunch.

He might have moved on.

If the fishing's not right, you know your dad.

I'll find him.

Hi. Hi there.

It was only filled up the other day. I did it myself.

Someone's been putting in the miles.

Not me.

Have you noticed anything odd about Dad?

No.

I haven't said that hardly ever to him.

Job's getting done, though.

Hmm.

Maybe someone should tell him to go down.

Ain't broke.

Don't fix it. Makes a change to be on several things at once.

Yeah.

Now, can you hear it?

Tick, tick, tick.

No.

There, now.

I can't hear anything.

Chester, I can't hear a thing.

Chester!

Chester!

Now, why does that make me feel edgy?

We've got a guest for dinner.

Thanks. I know it's a bit short notice.

My dad's birthday.

How are things working out between you?

Well, you'd be surprised how much he's grown up since I left home.

And I didn't need Mum reminding me to get my present.

Dinner?

I'll see my dad, add it to the shop and be back before you know it.

Oh. I know.

There'll be six of us.

Hello? Can I speak to Golly, please?

I'm sorry, he's not here at the moment. Can I take a message?

No, no.

Can I ask who's calling?

I'll try him again later.

Okay.

Happy birthday.

You in?

Mum said you were here with your mates.

You alright?

Aye. Just got a bit of a headache, you know.

The others are still sleeping.

Don't want to wake them. Getting too old for a celebration, eh? It must be.

Do you do a favour, son?

Sure. There's a shop about half a mile down the road.

Gets a pack of aspirin there.

No worries.

See you, eh?

Thanks, son.

Who are you?

Ray.

Got you a present.

Sorry, son.

Missed lunch.

Eat with them.

Thank you very much.

See them?

Yep.

That's me.

Just planted all the saplings.

The whole five acres?

Yep.

We're reckoning twice as long. We're both with doing it. Yeah.

Done now.

Hey, somebody phoned for you. A woman.

Who was it?

Say?

Leave a message.

No. Only that she'd call back.

What do you do at night, Dad?

Whenever I come by, you're not in.

So you are checking up on me? No, I'm just worried about you.

Ah, don't be.

I go out, I see people.

Right, well, I thought I might come by this evening.

I'll cook if you like.

Go on, lass.

You're going out?

Mm -hm.

Look, Dad, if you're missing Meg... Look, this has got nothing to do with

She's chosen her road, I've chosen mine. That's an end to it.

Right?

I heard you were on the radio earlier on.

Yeah.

So did you really borrow your dad's CD?

Yep. Well, that was really sweet.

I'll have a chase as well, please.

Got a double?

You'll be no good to me, John.

Don't think I'll be much use to you sober either.

Bad day.

Where the hell's Ewan? He could always have a takeaway.

He'll be here in 20 minutes.

I'll have to cook.

Desperate messes, huh, boy?

They're on their way, and nothing's ready.

Ewan's gone missing.

Dinner might be a little thin and a little late, my dear.

But, Daddy, he's a digler for... I know, I know.

Not my fault that your cook's done a bug.

I told Chester to get them here no earlier than 30 for dinner. 8 o 'clock.

Because I thought it would be quite nice to have a drink before dinner and break

the ice. But there probably won't be any ice.

Sorry.

Sprats and scraps.

What?

Leftovers. Be a tradition on Cook's night off.

We'll stop. Come on. We'll stop.

Come on. We'll stop. Come on. Better leave it to me, old boy.

Come on.

Come on.

Lucy told me he lives in a cardboard.

Charms, I suppose.

40 ,000 acres.

Mostly mountains.

What? The Colonel's a little deaf.

It's all the 21 -gun salute. You'll have to speak up.

Mostly mountains.

What is? The estate, dear.

Really?

Is that a rattle I can hear?

Are you here yet?

Damn fine regiment.

Think Paul knew too much about his father?

No.

Lucy, my dear.

Hello, Daddy.

Darling.

Mummy.

Let me look at you.

You do look pretty.

Don't you think Lucy looks pretty, Chester?

Mummy, really.

Mummy? Daddy, this is Paul.

Bevan!

Colonel Paul.

Mrs. Ford. It's an honour.

The honour's mine.

A real live lad.

It's a bit like royalty, isn't it, dear?

It wouldn't go that far.

40 ,000 acres. It's almost a country.

Chester tells me it's Misley Mountains.

We do own a mountain, yes.

Pay its way, does it?

We get by.

Extraordinary.

Shall we go through?

More drinks in the drawing room.

Donald McDonald.

I can't believe I'm about to say this.

I don't know how to manage without you.

Well, you're going to have to, old boy, because in precisely five weeks, four

days, and eight hours, my curfew will be lifted.

And you won't see me for tire smoke.

There's something going on with Dad.

Some woman phoned for him, but wouldn't leave her name.

I keep seeing someone.

Good for him.

Sounds like he's having a bit of fun getting over Meg.

Every night?

He's just looking for reassurance.

Yeah, there is.

It's not really such a bad thing. My dad has a bill. So?

Sort of embarrassing.

You've certainly landed on your feet, dear.

Very impressive.

I haven't landed anywhere, Mummy. Paul's been kind enough to invite us to dinner

in this magnificent home. Quite right, quite right. We mustn't presume.

Refreshments, anybody?

And to think we always had such high hopes for you and Chester.

I think she had a lucky escape.

You know, I think you may be right.

Steady on, funny bunny.

I've got to push into the garage tomorrow morning.

Your father heard the rattle. He's dead. And he heard it.

Hasn't anyone ever told you young ones it's very rude to whisper?

Oh, sorry.

Aren't we, funny bunny?

Chester's being... You know what Chester's like when he's being

Mummy keeps going on about me and Chester and Daddy keeps calling me funny

bunny. Funny bunny?

Don't you dare.

Well, you can imagine, Carol's one of the greatest deeds of my life.

Typical Italian, all dazzle and high emotion.

Four Alfa Romeo's like that.

Working as a team, trying to squeeze me out to protect their lead driver.

Now, boom, boom, boom.

I may not have been a pretty sight, but I had the speed.

I saw the gap and went for it.

I think we'd better go in with dinner. Yeah.

I've led two of your sisters up the aisle, old girl. I'm bound to lead a

Am I to lose you as well?

Daddy, what do you think of him?

Scraps and Sprats. Splendid.

Ah, come along.

Who's he?

It's Rob Roy, Brodie.

The loser.

It's your rim, June.

Zoe, it's him again.

You can't afford to keep on losing you.

No.

Bit of a step up from the sergeant's mess.

You could say that.

You serve with the powers.

Yes. Blotted your copy book there, buddy.

It's a long story.

Yes.

It always is.

Absent without leave?

Six months in Colchester Military Prison.

He's untied.

Who hasn't?

Military prison's entirely different.

Come on in, Colonel.

This is a gentleman's game, not a ruddy game of football.

Been digging into my past, have you, Colonel?

This is my youngest.

She's very important to me.

She is to me.

Then you'll understand my concerns.

You needn't be concerned about Lucy.

I hope you're right.

Does Lucy know?

About your past?

About your digging.

Lucky. Good shot.

We need to trouble this idea.

What are your intentions, Bremen?

It's early days yet, Colonel.

The girl's very taken with him.

Feelings mutual.

You ain't quite sure about that.

I think Lucy understands the situation.

Yes, but what is the situation?

Maybe you should have dug a little deeper, Colonel.

Yes.

My game, I think.

You're not very well -pronunciable, I'll allow you that.

You even make a possible lad.

There you go.

It's almost as though you were born to it. He was?

Quite.

Sleep here.

You and... We're stuck.

Oh, my dad, did he?

Mm -hm.

He told me.

He was with a woman.

What woman?

The type of woman who goes around with married men.

Well, he never told me that.

I caught him cheating on my mum on his birthday.

Well, that's men for you.

I don't believe it.

That's not men.

That's my dad.

Look, there's no way you're driving home tonight.

Not after what you drank.

Room three is empty.

Just don't tell Dougal.

I'm looking sorry for your dad.

Me too.

Sorry, son.

Good night, Bevan. Thank you.

Thank you so much. We've had a delightful evening.

Good night.

Lucy, good night.

Good night.

Well, I think that went rather well, don't you?

Oh.

Is Ewan back yet? Who knows?

Donald? Yes.

Dad? Good

morning

Ewan.

Where the hell have you been?

To see my dad.

Oh, aye. All night.

It got a bit complicated. Yeah, I bet it did.

Explain, Paul. You knew we had guests for dinner.

You're not a kid anymore, you, and you've got responsibilities.

Deal with them.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Have you been out all night?

I don't have to account to you for my every move, do I? No, but you might have

to to Paul.

He's noticed the mileage on his Land Rover, Dad. You might have to account

that.

Anything else?

Yes, actually.

I think what you're doing is really sad.

Do you?

What is it you think I'm doing?

Acting like a randy teenager.

Morning. Morning.

Your father seems to be under the impression there might be another

the cards.

Ah.

What's going on, Lucy?

Well, you see, I do get rather fed up of...

Mummy going on about how Hetty and Helen and now Heather have bought themselves

lovely husbands and my father pointing out that at least I don't have to worry

about that because, well, I'm not really marriage material, am I?

So I may have misled them a tiny bit.

Did he give you the third degree?

He could say that.

Poor you.

I coped.

You would.

So, dinner tonight at Chester's, then?

I've just about had my fill of your boss.

No, no, no, he's not going to be there.

He's planning his lunch at Isabel.

Is he now?

So it'll just be you, me, Mummy and Daddy.

A chance for you and Daddy to build some bridges before the wedding. Heather's

wedding.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

See you tonight, then.

Come here.

What?

Well, you know, I mean, we've got loads of time before we have to even start

thinking about anything like that, really, don't we? Yeah.

Fine.

Hi, man.

Hi.

You and you?

Your father and I have been leading separate lives.

You as well.

Have you been doing what he's been doing?

No.

We're a family, right?

You, me and Dad.

We'll always be a family, Ewan.

That's what I think, right?

What you need is a holiday.

Just the two of you.

I mean, Dad's always been on the road since we moved up here. That's all he

says.

You can go somewhere nice and throw yourselves out.

I'll look after the house. We'll have a second honeymoon.

We've been talking about separating.

The both?

You'd leave Mum for her?

Liza.

She has a name.

So how long has he been leading these separate lives, eh?

A couple of years.

You lied to me.

For two years you made me play happy family. I didn't want to hurt you.

You got that wrong, didn't you, Dad?

Your dad's moving back to Glasgow.

You can come down and stay any time. And I'm staying here.

You'll have two homes.

So no holiday then?

Hey, I'll be in goal. Forget it.

I'm sorry you had to find out that way, son. That was chuffed to bits about it,

Dad.

It's people you can see, you know.

Marriage guidance.

Relate, and I think it's free.

Look, I saw the leaflets at the doctor's. I can pick you one up if you

want to get it yourself.

It's too late for that.

That's it, is it? It's what we both want.

Me and your mother.

And what about what I want?

Sorry, son.

No.

Said.

Never done one of these before.

Very nice.

Very expensive too, mate.

Tough for your boss, I reckon.

That'll be my dad.

Well, it shouldn't be too much of a stretch. It's just a little rattle.

What are you here about?

No, he's buying a reason.

There you are.

Cut us your car.

It's all right.

Except the radio doesn't work.

If you come back in an hour, I can let you have the Sierra.

Ah, perfect.

I'm down in the world, I'm here.

Good to go.

I read the trade subscriptions, mate. I like it. It's earthy, uncomplicated, in

touch with nature.

Are you busy?

Yeah, I'm... Good.

I'll give you a hand.

There you are.

You ever get lonely out here?

Nah, not now that Jeff has moved in.

Oh, no, well, I mean, Lucy's great too.

I don't know what I'd do without her. You know, real companionship, is it?

Try the small ads.

Joke.

What,

um... What exactly does Lucy do?

She keeps me on the straight and narrow.

It was her idea to move out here.

It was a saving of me.

Yeah, me too.

I, um... I had a heart condition a while back. I had a surgery.

Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea.

Why would we talk about it?

Oh, of course not.

Sorry, Tess. I've got to get on.

I nearly died on the table.

That's what they tell me.

Touch and go.

Up to then, I knew the price of everything and the value of nothing.

All that's changed now.

How about a drink with me this evening?

Sorry, Chess, I was kind of planning an early night tonight.

Another time, though, eh?

Lucy's having Paul round to dinner with her parents.

Very fancy being a gooseberry in my own house.

Do you know what?

I would love to have a drink with you tonight.

Oh, all right then.

Yes.

Come on.

Come on.

You're in danger of becoming a regular.

Good morning.

Did you get the site?

No.

My dad's going back to Glasgow.

Glasgow? Great.

It's not.

Drink up, Ian.

We're going for a drive.

I think you might be in enough trouble with it.

As if.

Come on, this is going to be good.

Ian, I go off in 20 minutes.

Aye, and he'll know where to find you. Come on.

How are you with rattles, Eoin?

Oh, boys, we've got company!

I really like going with this one.

I am sorry.

Come on, you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, well. It's not what it looks like.

Oh, not at all. That's righty.

Ewan, where the hell are you?

Paul, could I speak to Donald, please?

It's a matter of a highly personal nature.

I'm not in.

Miss Ewan.

Oh?

A matter of a highly personal nature.

We'll care.

And help.

Good evening.

I've come to collect one, Ewan Brodie, whom I believe you're holding in your

cells.

Oh.

Ewan Brodie?

Yes.

Let me see.

Ah, yes.

And, uh, how did you get here, Mr. MacDonald?

I... I flew, yes.

My ruddy greatfockers parked outside on a double yellow... How do you think I

got here?

May I see your pilot's license?

Uh...

You

in?

How long are you supposed to be for?

Not for another couple of hours. I was just passing. How's it going?

Some of them are smoky.

Can't get Lucy on the phone. The vet's up in Inverness.

All I've got's this.

What's wrong with him?

Sweating, pawing the ground.

Abdominal pains?

Oh, it's always been some sort of pain.

Does he want to lie down?

I don't know. I'll ask him, shall I?

It could be colic.

Look, if...

If it is colic, he mustn't be allowed to lie down.

If he lies down and twists his gut, it could be fatal.

You'll have to keep him walking.

And while I'm walking him, if he does decide to lie down, how am I supposed to

stop him and mourn?

Well, you're not on your own, are you?

Keep walking.

Yeah.

Good boy.

Good thing.

So when's the wedding?

In a couple of weeks.

Well, you kept that mate quiet.

Well, it's not a secret.

Well, I only found out because Jeff and I thought Lucy was going to be best

brides. Yeah, well, she's going to be chief bridesmaid at her sister's

So it's not you, Lucy?

What?

No.

Oh, I see.

Yeah, well, I wish everyone else did.

Come on.

He's on his way. Well, there's no answer, so that must be a fanatical

awful happened.

Oh, that must be it, dear.

Something awful?

No, Daddy.

Well, I like you, Mr. Bowman.

Look, what Lucy and I have is good.

I enjoy being with her, but that's for everyone trying to marry us off. I

mean... That is a serious commitment.

You've got to be sure.

And you're not?

No.

Well, not yet, anyway.

Paul, if you've got to go, I'll be all right, Mum.

No. I'm sure Lucy will understand.

Come on.

Isabel, do you regret leaving Edinburgh?

No.

I didn't realise at the time, but all I ever wanted.

Yeah, but how did you know for sure?

Considered the alternatives and just knew.

Maybe that's what I should do.

I'm supposed to be having a drink with Chester tonight.

He'll keep.

Did he have a cook, your Mr. Bowman? Yes, Ewan.

I'd hang on to him if I were you.

Seems to make a habit of going AWOL. I'm sure there's a perfectly good

explanation for his being late. Paul wouldn't just not show. He knows that

expecting him and how... Paul, stop commenting.

You can see why we worry about you, funny bunny.

I'm not a baby anymore, Daddy, and please... Stop calling me funny bunny.

Mummy and I have been talking, and we think... I think you should come back

with us. And I think you should hold on to your Mr Bowman.

With Heather about to leave, we'll be rattling about in that great big house

on our own. I don't rattle.

We've never really been together, have we, Lucy?

You were away at boarding school, and Mummy and me are sent to all four

of the world.

As for that payment, Fenner... Ma 'am, near the table. You've hardly touched a

thing. I'm really not hungry.

Strong.

Meg?

Well, I suppose a lot of my friends were from single -parent families.

I was one of the lucky ones.

I had a mum and dad.

You still do, old son.

Just discovered that your parents have got feet of clay, that's all.

Maybe.

Families come in all shapes and sizes.

Take that motley selection at Glembogle.

We muddled along.

I've spent most of my life away from them.

Here's a source of regret.

Don't make the same mistake. There's a good chap.

What should I do?

Go back home and tell them you understand.

I don't.

We make a fine pair.

You banged up for car theft.

And me for breaking my curfew.

Feel clear, Donald.

I could have been halfway to London by now.

Why'd you come back?

Well, I could hardly leave you here to rot in this miserable stalag, could I?

I've caught you into trouble, haven't I?

They'd have caught up with me anyway sooner or later.

They like me.

He should be right in the next couple of days.

Thanks, Roy.

Keep an eye on him.

Any problems, you know where to find me.

Good night.

Night. Thanks.

Night.

So that's it, then.

Too late for dinner.

I

thought

Mary great team you and I.

The horse whisperer of the flambobles.

I never had you down as a team player, Isabel.

I think you'd be with the right person.

And who might that be?

Once thought you and I, maybe.

I'm sorry about dinner.

Paula told me it was smoky. I couldn't have done it without him.

I should have phoned.

Would have been kind.

Early start?

I know what you've been doing.

I found the map and the list of Meg's friends.

You know I'd go through my things. I'm worried about you.

I told you I can take care of myself.

I followed you.

What?

Last night.

I saw you stop that woman.

I'm sorry.

Ah, Jess.

If it was Ruth Patel, they didn't think I'd ever find her.

It was better than lying in my bed night after night, staring at the ceiling.

So I went to see friends she'd mentioned, places she'd taught at.

I thought that if I could bump into her when she was least expecting it...

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you'd have thought me an old fool.

And you'd rather I thought you a randy teenager.

Every time, lass.

I still

think you're an old fool.

That offer to cook supper, it still holds. If you like.

I do.

When? Whenever.

Not going anywhere, not anymore.

If Meg wanted to see me, she knew where to find me.

It's over.

You sure?

I'm sure.

You're a little lost.

Turns out it was one of Lucy's hair grips.

I'm not talking to her.

Speaking of whom,

I wouldn't like to be in your shoes.

Not when the colonel catches up with you.

You're enjoying all this, aren't you, Chester?

Watching a grown man grovel?

Yes.

So, um, what's up?

Groveling, eh?

I suppose I ought to apologise for screwing your pitch with Isabel last

All right?

I haven't done anything special.

Well, that's all right, then.

I'll leave you to your wayward stuff and delinquent uncle, then.

Well, it looks like you're stuck with me for another year.

Well, uh...

We'll have to make the best of it then, won't we?

We'll muddle along.

Take it easy on the boy. He's having a hard enough time as it is.

Ewan? What?

Chester's not pressing charges.

When they got you out, they found this.

One of Lucy's hair grips. That was causing a rattle.

And your mother phoned.

They're worried sick about you.

That way for that, aren't they?

Why don't you tell me? Paula tried.

So what are you going to do?

The other ones I've messed up. No means.

Time you started thinking about the consequences of your actions.

Like what? Like messing around in someone else's car and ending up in

Like asking Donald for help and landing him with another year's curfew.

Ewan.

Our parents are having hard enough time as it is. Whatever they might tell you.

The last thing they need is to think they've lost it.

Time to get up here.

You sound like Donald.

Donald.

Okay, okay, okay.

Thank you.

Look, I'm going to get around there and try and sort things out.

Go back.

Hey.

Can you drive this thing?

Never.

Take it easy on the clutch.

It's a good chap.

Parking. Might mess it up.

I'll put the kettle on. No.

Please.

Why don't you stay?

I've just come to say that... You in?

I'm fine.

I've just come to say that it's... It's up to you.

Both of you.

What you want.

And if, um...

You're no longer happy being married.

It's okay with me.

We're still a family.

Proud of you, son.

Aye, well... I'll see you before you go.

We're still going to the match, right?

If you want to.

Thank you for looking after me last night.

And sorry if I was a bit short.

No.

No, I should have fallen.

Bowen!

We're on our way to the station.

They wanted to say goodbye.

Colonel. Mrs. Ford.

Poor show last night.

Lucy cooked up a marvellous dinner.

I apologise, Colonel. All to do with that blessed horse. Yes.

Lucy did mention it. You will show for the wedding, I take it?

It's all right, Daddy. Yeah, I'll deal with this. I said it's all right.

Daddy does usually know best, dear.

Why don't we let Lucy speak for herself?

You may not want to come.

Nonsense. I'll discuss it with Paul later, when we're on our own.

And after coming back home with you and Mummy, I'm sorry, Daddy, but my life is

here for now.

And it doesn't make me any less of a daughter to you.

And I'll always love you both very much.

And we'll always love you, dear. Berman, her word.

Well, now you've tasted a real car, I suppose you'd like to give the Morgan a

spin.

Are you serious?

No joking.

Of course not, Donald.

A word of warning? Ah, no, take it easy on the clutch. No, no, it doesn't have a

clutch. Stick to one girl at a time. Ready, and...

Yes!

She's very fond of you.

Very fond.

She's certainly found a spirit.

No small thanks to you, I imagine.

Who sees her own woman, Colonel?

So would she.

I mean, I've been led to this, and of course you will, but she does appear to

have set her heart on you.

Well, like I said, Colonel, it's early days, yes. Nonsense.

Welcome to the family.

Thank you, Colonel.