All language subtitles for Shakespeare and Hathaway PI S05E05 The Endeavour of This Present Breath

Howdy. Hey, better late than never.

Important client.

You've got ketchup on your tie.

At breakfast meeting. May I introduce
our esteemed investigators, Luella

Shakespeare and Frank Hathaway.

This is Sam Albany, the manager of the
Avon Roofs.

Which I have discovered is our local
football team and not a doggie taker.

A Premier League legend.

In my office.

Yeah, long time ago. You are the saviour
of our club.

It is a great honour for you to be here.
I mean, it's an honour for me to...

Frank, I think you might want that back.

Oh, it's nice to meet you too, Frank.
And the club is the reason I'm here.

got a big game coming up. Final game of
the season. Three points away from

promotion. If we make it to Saturday,
someone's trying to sabotage the team.

Started small about three weeks ago.
Missing kit, punctured balls.

Out.

I'll make some tea.

I, uh, brought this to show you.

Oh -ho!

Give on and on and on and on!

And on!

Yeah! Someone put itching agent on the
shirt.

Caused chaos.

Then things escalated a few days ago,
and I'm worried someone might get hurt.

can't have anything tanking our chances
of winning.

We'll take the case.

Yeah, there's one snag.

The owner can't know anything about it.

He's refusing to accept that there's
even a problem.

Sounds like the team's going undercover.

Could have done with a bit of a clean,
but I suppose it'll all just have to

do. Oh, boys, nice timing. We're about
to have some photos done.

This is the owner, Dan Kresick. He
inherited the club from his late father

year. Sam's rude that day ever since.
I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Good to meet

you, fellas.

I'm Frank, Sam's assistant manager.

I'm Rhys, Walton Spurs' assistant to the
assistant manager.

He shines a boot.

Fantastic.

Sorry, I'm going to have to put my boss
hat on for a sec.

I thought we discussed making big
decisions together.

Well, I don't want to tread on anyone's
toes, but I need them. Why?

You're doing brilliantly.

We specialise in defence.

We do what we do so some can do what he
does.

Yeah. Sounds expensive.

No, man. We do it for the love of the
game, man.

No, we do it for some free tickets next
season, man.

Well, good enough for Sam.

Welcome aboard.

Are you ready for us, Ella?

Yes. Oh,

enchanté. Ella is a fashion
photographer.

Optical stylist.

She's doing a feature on the club.

Yes. You want me? You may.

Enchanté. Right.

Are you ready? Take position, gentlemen.

What now?

Pardon me.

Oh,

that's working, isn't it?

I will have whoever did this used for
goal practice.

Look at this.

All ruined.

Ella, Frank, Walton, this is Leah, our
luscious team sponsor, and Kyle, team

captain. So my bar is called The Board
and Panda. You know, it's a very classy

name for a very classy joint. But I'll
tell you what it's not called, Kyle.

Panda, because I am not running a zoo
for animals with hair loss.

Well, the manufacturer should fix that.
Well, apparently someone had called up

and authorised the change, so no refund.

Like we need any more bug luck.

Kyle's all in now. Don't worry about it,
mate.

Well, you keep saying that, and bug
things keep happening.

Hey, now, my dad always used to say, um,
setbacks are just success.

Checking you're still awake.

He's trying to sob us off again.

This wouldn't have happened in your
dad's day. Leah, it's not his fault. Oh,

then whose is it?

Kyle. Leah.

Just let her cool off.

Keep up the good work, guys.

Come on, lads, let's do some

drills. Back and forth passes.

What's going on, son? You're looking
slow out there.

How can I concentrate with that?

It's bad luck.

It's superstitious nonsense.

Look, a couple of mishaps aren't going
to make you miss your turn.

Look, I'm trying.

All right?

All right.

What's all this about?

Take five, Frank.

Run some drills. Keep up the good work.

Come on, boys!

Come on, get in there, babe! Get in
there!

Tackle, not tickle!

Hello. Hi.

Oh, listen, I am so sorry about earlier.
I was having a right mare about the

kit.

Don't worry. See you at the photos,
right?

Yeah, yeah.

Do you want, um, do you want an Insta
-asperge? Do you want, like, an Asperge?

Oh.

Surprise me. OK.

Um, right.

I'm going to come down here. OK.

OK? Yeah.

Ah.

So, you own the Borden Panda, huh? I do,
yeah. The hottest cocktail bar in the

town. I know. Been trying to get inside
since it opened.

But obviously it's safe.

Doing shoots all over the world.

Who's got the time?

How did you get into football, then?

Hot guys in shorts signed me up, Ella.

Plus, I mean, I bagged myself the
hottest, didn't I? Oi!

Aw.

Thank you.

Got him well trained, haven't you?

On the pitch.

I mean, he's my one and only.

You know, earlier,

all the kerfuffle with the kit and
everything, Kyle mentioned something

more bad luck. What was he talking about
there?

Oh, yeah, that's nothing that's going to
break us, right?

I mean, when the roughs go up a league
and the big teams come hankering after,

my man, his feet, my brains. Oh, we're
going to the top.

Thumbs it up? Yeah.

Great.

Pretty good.

For a pub five...

What are you doing here, Harvey?

I've got a meeting with your boss,
sorting timings for the match.

I feel bad.

You've got them believing they could
actually win.

Who's this gentleman?

Howard Harvey.

Manager of Kyneton Rovers. Our rivals
for promotion.

Hey! Do you ever ask what he's been
doing the last 20 years?

Do you ever wonder what the comeback
king's secret sauce is?

If only you could bottle that skill, eh?

One in front of the lads.

You've got to come and say to me, do it
in private.

You don't deserve to win.

And then I said to Sam, he's got more
pep than Guardiola.

That's what you have to be there.

Right, so...

I tried to talk to the staff about the
sabotage, but the owner has banned them

from mentioning it. That or they're just
scared of Leah.

I didn't find anything untoward either,
except that rival manager did seem very

angry with Sam.

Yeah, but he wouldn't have been able to
get in to do anything anyway.

Frank, did you talk to the team?

Frank.

Do you think you're taking this manager
thing a bit far?

Of course I'm not.

Come on, you two, jump to it.

Sam said he'd meet us here before the
warm -up. OK, so, what's the plan for

today? Right, well, I'm going to use
wingbacks, push them up and use a low

block.

OK, I was talking about the
investigation.

Oh, right.

Look at that.

Why can't people tidy up after
themselves?

Could we be putting some cameras up
somewhere?

Frank.

Well, well, well.

I didn't peg you two for the sporty
type.

Hello, dear Keeler.

You found the body?

Any confessions to make?

Yeah, I've never liked him much, Dash.

He was strangled.

I think I'll wait for the autopsy
report.

Thanks, though.

Someone's been trying to sabotage the
club. That's why we're here undercover.

Sam hired us.

Oh, dear.

Did you get paid beforehand, or...? I'm
not in the mood, Joe.

A good man just died. Yeah, I'm sorry.

But if you don't know why, you can stay
out of my crime scene.

I'm not going anywhere.

Really?

All right.

Let's see what the owner thinks, having
a bunch of PIs snooping around.

I'm sure he won't mind. No, no.

If you blow our cover, that could put us
in danger, and it could put you on a

charge of professional misconduct. We
wouldn't want that, would we?

I'm fine with it, actually.

So if that's everything... Fine.

I'll be watching you.

Okay.

So I take it we're not leaving until we
find Sam's killer.

Let's go and talk to Dan. His car was
the only one parked here this morning

we arrived.

You think I wanted any of this?

The stress is killing me. Then, given
the circumstances, it makes sense to

cancel the match.

It's not your call to me.

This is a private meeting, mate.

Sam wouldn't want you to pull out.

You've no idea what he'd want.

And you do.

And I wonder which team would go up a
league if we pulled out.

You're making a big mistake.

Can you believe it?

It feels like a nightmare I can't wake
up from.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

It's not just my loss.

The club is running on fumes
financially.

Shareholders are breathing down my neck
for a win, and now... Maybe you should

try tightening your belt.

A little? Yeah, I mean, what would
change around here if Avon won?

Going up a league would bring fresh
sponsors, bigger ticket sales.

All of which would give the club a
fighting chance. But if we lose, there's

cash.

Bye -bye, Avon FC.

That does sound overwhelming.

This place was my dad's life.

Now it's all on my shoulders.

I'm here most nights, worrying.

If you were here last night, did you
notice anything suspicious?

Fell asleep.

Sorry. Is Harvey right? Should I cancel?

Sam wouldn't want that. Neither would
your dad.

Their legacy deserves better.

And my dad would probably haunt me.

OK.

There's an upside to everything, and
you're it.

Me? You're the new manager, right? The
deputy steps up.

Never let it be said that when the call
came, I didn't answer it.

Mr. Kresnik?

DS Keeler.

Arden Police.

I need to interview you regarding the
murder of one of your employees.

I must confess, I'm not wearing
trousers.

Well, when you're decent.

Ah, and you, sir, you're the assistant
manager. Is that right?

He's the manager now. He's been
promoted.

Oh, really?

Sturdy motive for murder, that.

What? Well, I'll need to interview you
down the station too, Pronto. You're

wasting my time.

All club employees are being
interviewed.

You are an employee here.

You're not.

Sabotage. Murder.

What's next?

I hear you.

But it's making us think of King Henry.
On the morning of St. Crispin's?

His team thought it was all gunning
belly up.

We few.

We happy few.

We're not happy, though, are we?

Unless Henry's the new manager, we're
done for.

And what bigger sign do you need?

We're in the away dressing room.

What's wrong with the away dressing
room?

Don't speak it there.

Fine, have your sweaters, please.

Faith it.

Sam's gone and the club's cursed.

Come on, let's get out of here.

How weird.

Let's go and kick some things for some
lady.

Yeah. Oh, oh.

You OK?

I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Yeah. What have you done to your hands?

I said I'm fine.

Yeah, sorry.

Oh, sorry. Oh, sorry.

I'm just still, still learning.

What a waste of a day.

Keeler's got his coming. You know what
they say.

Massive moustache, tiny brain. Brain?

Yes.

Any news about Sam and Harvey?

Using my considerable skills, I managed
to get the skinny from one of Sam's

former teammates.

Back when Sam was playing in the Premier
League, Harvey was in the under -18

squad at the same club.

But he got the boot and never played
professionally again.

You can't blame that on Sam.

Well, my source said Sam was a big
drinker.

Harvey made some noise about it, so Sam
had him kicked out.

Harvey had the motive, but we don't even
know if he was there.

And why kill Sam now?

Who's this?

That's Kyle.

Fresh scabs?

Mm -hm.

Kind of wounds you might get if you just
garrotted somebody.

Say, with a net bag?

But why kill Sam?

I mean, his death would jeopardise
Kyle's future.

Look at this.

Oh, very handsome.

No, here.

Looks like Sam and Leah. They're
arguing.

Yeah. Maybe over Kyle?

I mean, you heard Sam. He was pushing
him really hard.

Football managers cannot mince words.

Yeah, well, that might have made him
some enemies, eh?

I think we should go and look round
Sam's office, shall we? See if we can

some answers.

Just up the stairs.

Look at all these.

Eh? Nothing much changes, although the
shorts get shorter and longer again.

Oh, Frank!

This guy could be you in another life.

Yeah, that's my dad.

What?

Yeah, after we moved here, he was the
goalie. Six years.

How have you never told me that?

Well, you never asked.

Oh.

Oh, I bet little Frank would.

Really cute running about causing
mischief.

Mischief? You're wrong, your dad.

You know, the roughs were his life.

Used to go and watch him train and then
we'd get some chips on the way home.

Every match, it's all right, all right,
all right.

Don't get all weepy on me.

No.

I've got an invite to the board and
Panda.

Leah is holding impromptu drinks to
remember Sam.

And I'm on the list.

I'm sure you're in vital company.

Now, the big question is what to wear,
isn't it?

Says, if Versace did funerals.

Sounds so respectful.

I'll check the computer.

Hmm.

Hound.

I'll be a dog.

You cracked it.

Sam wanted a pet.

No, but he might have wanted a mascot.

That's right, I still don't know you.

Oh! Hey!

Oh,

look,

messages from Sam to Leah.

Not so rough next time you put my back
out.

And Leah, I'll be gentle.

Well, maybe that's what it is. That's
what they were fighting about, a lover's

tiff. We don't know that for sure,
though, do we?

Yeah, but Carl was upset with Sam,
wasn't he, when they were training?

he'd found out that they were having an
affair.

I'm sorry.

I know how much Sam and this place means
to you.

Oh, there's messages.

Shall I? Yes.

Sam, hiya. Yeah, I've got an idea for
defence.

Just ignore that one.

Sam, I just wanted to say... We don't
need to.

Oh, no, we don't.

I can't believe you're standing in the
back like this. We need to talk now.

Well, well.

Not so chipper there, was he?

No.

Now, this is the side of football I can
get behind.

Oh, yes, I knew I belonged here.

And all our possible suspects are here,
so it's a bonus.

Hello. Hi.

Oh, thank you so much for coming. I
mean, it's all very last minute, but

are three drinks. And there are also
crypt -themed canopies.

And then, obviously, it's mandatory
hashtag when posting.

Whatever happened to the cheese sign?
He's in the chorus of, you'll never walk

alone.

Well, I think you just... You've
answered your own question, haven't you?

Anyway, so mingle and mourn, because,
you know, we're here for Sam, so go

Three drinks, lips will be loosened. Oh,
yes, but we keep our heads clear, so...

Time for an old P .I. trick.

Where I made this £20 disappear?

No, you flip it to the barman to keep
our drinks dry.

H2O. Yeah.

Very dapper.

Gears.

Notice anything?

I've noticed quite a few people gazing
at me.

Good looks are a curse I must bear.

Right. Hello.

Interesting one. You see that couple
over there?

Mm -hmm.

I'm with them.

We're going to be ordering normal
cocktails all night, but don't put any

in them.

Huh? Got it?

You understand?

Yeah. Mm -hmm.

Getting my grooves on now.

No, no, no.

Those are for you. There you go.

That's for you.

Oh.

Dad always spent more time at the club
than at home.

Yeah. How are we doing here?

Look at that. That's far too chunky to
be a condolence card.

Let me check that out.

You know, it's OK if you've got mixed
feelings about Sam. It's natural.

What? No, the man was a legend.

Hi. Probably Bobby Robson.

But legends do cast a big shadow, like.

I mean, his word could be treated as
gospel, which could be tough.

Right.

Is that why you left that big angry
voicemail for him?

How do you know about that?

there. I was there when you listened to
it, because I'd done some headshots.

No,

I discovered Sam was organising a
meeting of the shareholders behind my

Oh, right.

Did you think he was trying to push you
out?

That's what I thought.

But Sam swore that he was just going to
ask them to increase investment in the

club, boost our finance.

Wanted to lend a hand, did he?

Sam always put the club.

But I should have known that.

So I apologised to him and he left.

If I'd have known that was the last time
that I... Excuse me.

Sorry.

It wasn't me. It was the chair.

Harvey's hide held it.

It's a restricted room. It's a VIP area.

When the course clears, you distract the
bouncer.

I'm on it. These pretend shots, they're
actually pretty tasty.

Another bouncer lost to lose alert.

It's a BSM.

BHS. IBS. What?

Anyone for ping pong?

play. Bit weird.

Can't be buried a second time within
these arms.

Look, look, look.

There's a fold about halving.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, my eyes. We're not supposed to bend.

because you are no coach.

How did you know?

I Googled you.

Kyle heard you saying your real name, so
I'm guessing that Sam hired you, did

he? To try and stop all the sabotage?

OK, yes, I'm correct. Thank you. So, I'm
going to want that video back.

Oh, the video. Why would you want to
keep it?

Er, isn't it obvious?

I'm trying to blackmail Harvey to throw
the match.

Well, you're forcing him to lose.

Well, I couldn't leave my future up to
chance, could I? And I'm not... just

talking about me and kyle because if
abon wins we all win well bunking up

sam was worth it me and sam now we have
seen the messages going easy

on him so you wouldn't put his back out
pilates i was helping him stay sober

but it's a bit of regular exercise
someone lovely to talk to and what part

the 12 -step program was laying into him
hey exhibit there oh

of pressure when all the sabotage
started. He was and... Well, he fell off

wagon and we got into it. And you
thought he was a liability?

I can't have any weak links.

And did Sam heed your warning? Eh?

We've seen what you can do to people who
get in your way.

I'm here to win.

Do you really think that you could lead
our players to victory?

Hand over our leverage and you destroy a
team that you've loved your whole life?

Are you really that selfish?

Kyle looks how I feel.

Avon ruffs?

More like Avon duffs.

All right, just keep it down, will you?

You see, that's the problem with
amateurs.

Amateurs thinking they can match the
pros.

Your armchair expert tactics just don't
cut it, do they?

Speak no more.

These words like daggers enter in my
ears.

I've cleared the crime scene.

You can use your dressing room now.

Might need a clean before hand up.

Tidy up the locker room, will you? I
think I'm more used...

Oh,

thanks.

I've just been looking up her hound. You
know, the word I found on the notebook

in Sam's office.

Just felt like it might be relevant.

Find anything?

Lots of cute dog videos.

Insurance company, property developer,
local gym, toilet cleaner.

Oh. Look, it's not your fault.

Lee has put you in an impossible
position, danging the black man in front

you. It's the big match tomorrow. We're
no closer to cracking this.

We don't even know if the sabotage has
got anything to do with the murder.

You know.

My dad wanted me to be a goalie like
him.

Did he?

Were you any good?

Couldn't catch a ball to save me life.

Didn't stop him trying, though.

Arthur Huffaway's lad does not quit.

Truth is, it wasn't me.

Do you feel like you disappointed him?

I never said anything but I knew.

Well, you've got to live your life,
haven't you?

I bet your dad was really proud.

No idea.

You know, you always think you're going
to have time to fix things, don't you?

And one day you get a call.

Go on, get out of my car. Go and be your
friend.

Pressure, boy! Pressure! Come on!

Yo! Man on!

What's all this?

Armchair experts.

You get them comfy, they relax, pool
their knowledge.

It's like having a team of coaches.

Put pressure on him!

Right, so why did you call me?

Is that...

The video.

Well, you've got a sure thing there.

There's the fun in that.

Here.

That's the only copy.

You know, I never wished Sam dead.

I wanted to beat him, fair and square.

Bring it on.

Right.

I had an awful dream that I died and
hell was appealing.

Where have you been? You've been calm
all morning.

This morning?

It's bizarre. I remember having a hot
flush and feeling drowsy and then

What were you doing before you backed
out?

I had some water and then I found
something down the back of the water

It's somebody's medication.

They're prescribed to Kyle.

Oh, great, look.

The whole gang's here.

Undercover snakes.

Let me explain.

Sam hired us to stop the sabotage. Do
you mean accuse us of murder?

They're trying to ruin us, Dan.

I should have known.

No one's that bad at coaching football.

We're on your side.

We stopped her from blackmailing Harvey
so you could have a fair crack at the

game. You stopped a surefire way of us
winning.

When you put it like that... Toss them.

Hang on, who's going to lead the team?

The match starts in an hour.

Oh, please, a bald panda could have done
a better job than you.

Okay, these pain meds are podapaline,
which is a prescription muscle relaxant

with intense drowsy side effects.

They must have been in the water. That's
what's knocked you out.

Says they're prescribed for degenerative
disorders.

Oh, poor Kyle.

He's been in pain for the past few days,
but why would he sabotage the team?

Well, if his condition got too much, but
pulling out would feel like letting

everyone down?

This way, he's not to blame.

What if Sam caught him sabotaging the
water and then things just got out of

hand? If Kyle killed Sam to stop the
mutts, there's no telling how far he

go. We need to get back in there before
it's too late.

Come on, Kyle, get in there!

And that patrol is Kyle Shabir.

You made that look easy.

It's one all, Dan, don't panic. We are
going to win this.

Avonrock 1, Farrington Rovers 1.

Run away! Kyle, where are you going?

This way.

No -one comes back here.

Kyle!

Just get out of my way. Look, you can
run, but you won't get very far.

Please, just talk to us.

We found the medication you used to drug
the team's water supply.

Well, you found some pills.

So what? Look, I am not going back.

Did you put the drugs in the water so
it'd be easier to kill Sam?

Sam?

I never hurt him.

So you were slower?

Suspected something?

I didn't kill Sam.

The sabotage, yeah, I admit.

But you don't understand the pressure
I'm under.

Leah's planned our whole future around
me playing in the top leagues, and I

can't even get through a game.

You were scared of losing.

I didn't want to let her down. Winning
is everything to Leah.

If the team failed through bad luck, you
were off the hook.

Leah wouldn't suspect you.

But now she's been on some sort of
failure.

But this thing inside me has taken
everything. Come on.

The team needs you.

But I can't play. But you can lead.

See this badge?

It stands for perseverance.

60 years of losing.

Sam believed you could change that.

Prove it right.

Thought we'd return these.

My trousers?

Yep. Found them on the roof.

People do some strange things when
they've been drugged.

Drugged? It was in the water supply.

Affects are disorientation. Hot flushes.
It's so hot, they make you, uh, put

your trousers away. Yeah, and
drowsiness.

Knocking you out till morning. Does that
sound familiar?

Which proves you were here with Sam the
night he was murdered.

You even told us you fell asleep here
that night.

I told you I spoke to Sam. It doesn't
mean I killed him. Ah, yes, his planned

meeting with the shareholders.

Probably wanted to warn them about your
scheming with Hounds.

Who? Hound and Sons.

Property developer.

You wanted to sell the club, didn't you?
It's ridiculous.

Shall I ring him and ask him? The club
is my whole life.

Yeah, and you hate it.

I mean, you slap on a smile, but it's
all an act, isn't it? Yeah, you were

overwhelmed. You wanted out.

Sam found out you were trying to sell
the club.

Wanted to stop you, so you killed him.
You're wrong. I wouldn't... You called

Sam a legend.

He would be furious if he knew you were
looting your father's legacy.

Legacy?

Get his boys running round a muddy
field.

You think your dad loved this club more
than he loved you?

I hope Sam's death was worth you
sticking it to your old man. My dad

showed me one ounce of love that he gave
this plate.

I was a distant second.

I wish you could see me sell this
precious club. No, Sam, please, just put

lighter down. Sam, Sam!

Did it give me a choice? He... He
overheard me discussing the sale. He

ballistic. He threatened to tell.

No, no, no!

You are betraying everything that your
father worked for. Please, Sam, I

we could be partners. Share the money.

You will not get away with it. I trusted
you. He trusted you.

Shut up.

Your old man would be spinning in his
grave.

Spinning in his grave. Shut up!

Shut up!

The only

good I'll get out of this place is the
insurance money. So?

So here's to you, Dad.

You're running away. I'm burning this
place down. We'll change how you feel.

We'll see.

Fine. She cares more about him than her
ambition, you know.

Oh, here we go.

There you are. Love conquers all.

As long as it's got a safe word.

We did it.

Congratulations.

National League.

Cheers, Frank.

Ah, er, before I forget... No, you
fought the odds.

You showed up when it counted.

Sam would want you to keep that.

I won't let him down.

We won't let them down.

I'm going to try and rally the fans.

Buy the club.

Okay,

don't look so shocked.

I'm going to do it right this time, and
at least I know where to find a good

manager.

Come on.

Bye, guys.

See you next season.

You know, I think she meant me.

What? Manager? Very funny, but no, I'm
serious.

And there's some changes going to happen
around here, starting with much larger

footballs. Yes, I think they should
light up when you kick them. Ooh, maybe

music too.

Mm -hmm. Avon is crying out for a half
-time dance -off.

If you're listening, Dad, we won.