All language subtitles for Shakespeare and Hathaway s05e10 Such Sweet Sorrow

Hey, Queenie.

I just wanted to come and say hi.

Given that it's the anniversary.

And I wanted to say sorry.

We should have believed you and... I'm
just so sorry.

Ah, and look what you've done with the
old place.

Thank you.

How are you settling in next door, Mr P
.I. in training?

Yes, all right.

I definitely feel like I need to raise
my game in there, though.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, where have you been?

I went to see someone.

I went to see Queenie, and then I went
for a walk.

Who's Queenie?

She used to clean for us, and then she
very sadly passed away.

Oh. Oh, no.

Two years ago today.

Oh, of course.

Oh, well done for remembering, Lou.

Had she been ill?

Um... She drowned.

Really? It was incredibly sad, yeah.

Shakespeare and Hathaway.

Oh, no, that's us.

Oh.

Never mind.

Shall we?

Right. This is Millie.

I've seen her before.

Is that your daughter? Wife.

I'm madly in love with her, and she's
pregnant.

24 weeks, in fact. I couldn't be
happier.

Congratulations. That's lovely, isn't
it?

Sure. What's your problem?

I mean, how can we help you?

Millie wants a hypnobirth. Hypno -what?

Hypnobirthing. It was very popular,
yeah? So you maybe would breathe in

strength, exhale fear, breathe in...
She's just about to start private

The problem is, I'm too busy at work to
join her.

You're too busy?

I'm the CEO of Novigale.

The energy giant. Yeah, we're flat out
at the moment with a major wind turbine

contract up against some foreign
company. Now, Millie is finding it very

difficult that I'm not around more.

To be honest.

So am I.

Now, she is insisting that she has a
stand -in husband at these classes. She

doesn't want to be judged.

This is who she chose.

Trent, he's in my com team. I trust him
with work. Sadly, I do not trust him

with women.

He's not unattractive.

Yes, so, I get it. You want both of us
to join the class so we can keep a check

on them.

What, as a pregnant couple? I mean...
Well, I was assuming that your disguise

department and your relationship could
cope. I don't...

Well, you'll get £5 ,000 as an advance
and £30 ,000 more when you show me

concrete evidence of an affair.

Or not.

Well, I think we can cope with that.

Probably managed that. Yeah, not a
problem. We'll go ahead with that

Yes, no problem.

Hello and welcome.

I'm Jennifer.

And over the coming weeks, I'm going to
help you reduce your anxiety and fear

over your birthing experience to
hopefully leave you calmer and more in

Why don't you two introduce yourselves?

Sure. Well, I'm Millie, and this is
Trent, my partner.

Hello. It's our first baby, and I'm,
well, just really excited.

You both are, aren't we? Yeah. This
whole experience was amazing.

Great. And you two?

Oh, hello.

Hi. My name is Beatrice Fortinbras.

And I'm William... Fortinfer... And
we've been married

for... Seven years. Seven glorious
years. And this is our first baby, isn't

Well,

this whole thing is actually... It's a
dream come true.

It really is.

So I'm just really looking forward to
becoming a mum.

Hopefully. Definitely. Definitely,
because I'm pregnant.

Just a bit nervous.

Yes.

Lovely.

And using those fingertips, release
those endorphins in your partner.

No, I can't feel anything.

Well, I think you can.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, endorphins. That's great.

Doesn't look like she's pretending.

I'm sure I recognise her from somewhere.

Oh, Jennifer.

Yes. Sorry, I just thought...

Maybe you could all go for a drink
together afterwards to probably get to

each other.

Have we got time, darling?

Definitely. Yes, that's a lovely idea.

You'll come, won't you, Beatrice?

For a drink, yes.

Cacking for a drink.

One, just orange juice or something.

Yeah, lovely.

Yeah. I'll come too.

Cheers. Cheers.

It's my kind of afternoon, that is. Even
if it is alcohol -free.

Yeah, even better.

So come on in, you two.

Tell us everything.

How did you meet?

At the pub.

It was a pub golf thing, wasn't it?
Yeah, it was like a big do, wasn't it?

it was all a bit wild.

I mean, the whole thing's a blur, to be
honest.

And within that blur, I remember seeing
this...

Blonde.

Brunette.

Vision. She was sensual.

Sultry.

Sturdy. And I knew, I knew, as soon as I
saw this magnificent lady,

that she was going to be the mother of
my child.

And you two, how long have you been an
item?

Well, we've been friends for a while,
haven't we? Yeah.

And one day we just realised we wanted
more. A lot more.

You can blame me.

So what do you do for a living then,
Trent? I work in comms. Ah, comms. But I

spend most of my life worrying about the
future of the planet. Me too.

We're going to get on. I can tell.

Yeah. Sorry, I have to make a call.

So, Jennifer, how many children have you
got?

I don't have any, actually. I would have
loved to, but I'm not long out of a

long -term relationship.

Ten years just wasn't meant to be.

But I'm incredibly fortunate that I get
to enjoy motherhood through others.

I'll message you. Yeah, do.

Bye. Bye. Bye, Trent.

Bye.

I bet it's electric.

Sturdy.

What?

Sorry.

So sorry.

Oh, you're done!

Stupid idiot.

It was an accident, wasn't it?

It's just a hairline scratch.

My back is killing me.

What, for this?

It's just air.

Oh, Millie has messaged me at least
three times already.

She clearly wants a mummy, friend.

Who's eaten all my chocolate biscuits?

Well, don't look at me.

Craig, stop doing that. You're going to
break it.

It's not an actual baby, you know.

Oh, wow.

They're looking awfully cosy in this
one.

Frank, please.

Oh, and there's this story online today
saying that Charlie was fined for tax

evasion ten years ago.

They reckon it could affect Nova Girl's
chances of getting that big contract.

Might be that rival company stirring
things up.

Oh, Sebastian.

Did you pay that parking ticket
yesterday?

What parking ticket?

The parking ticket I got on the last
job. It was the last day of paying it

yesterday. So I put a note on your
laptop.

I didn't see any note.

Oh, Sebastian.

I have to pay double now.

Well done, Sebastian.

All right, will you please just stop it?

Sorry. I think it's my hormones.

Every surge brings me closer to my baby.

So, there we go.

Thank you, Beatrice.

And finally, William.

Oh. My amazing partner and I and our
baby are doing this together.

Oh, lovely.

And now we breathe.

In through the nose.

Out through the mouth.

And now we imagine a wine bottle.

Slowly opening.

The cork carefully unwedging itself.

And now, we imagine a baby.

On a pink water slide.

Oh.

Charlie's asked to see me. I think I
have to tell him.

Sorry, Jennifer, I have to go.

Work emergency.

Oh, what a shame.

Well, we'll see you at the next one.

Bye, Trent.

Is everything okay, Millie?

Yeah. Fine.

Would you like a chat afterwards?

Trouble in paradise.

Hopefully Teddy can shed some light.

Charlie's asked to see me. I think I
have to tell him, Millie.

Please don't.

Let's talk first. I'll come round to
you.

Maybe Trent's about to blow the affair.

Well, if he does, that's us out of a
job.

Charlie phoned Ali for an update.

Oh, shall I send him those photos?

Definitely not.

He'll just jump to conclusions. We need
to find something concrete.

Well, if Millie's going round to Trent's
tonight, why don't we do a stakeout?

I'll do it.

I mean, given they haven't seen my face.

Good idea.

Frank, what are my biscuits doing in
your pocket?

Well, you must have planted them there.

That's ridiculous. Why would I do that?

Baby brain.

Body shots are nearly done.

You lot are like the angels of death.

It's of an exaggeration, is it?

So you saw a dark grey luxury SUV?

No registration.

I didn't have the best view.

Sorry. Thank you.

And when you arrived, the house was
unlocked?

Yes, although I did wear gloves when I
opened the door.

Looks like the world fell on his head.

Was that a joke?

Just because of the glow.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Alas, poor Trent.

I didn't even know him.

And who would want to kill someone so
beautiful?

I don't know.

But it's going to make proving the
affair more complicated.

This is Trent's poodle, Gigi.

Oh, my nan had a poodle like that.

The red collar's missing from the
shrine.

Ah. Well spotted.

That's seriously impressive.

Maybe you should be in here and not me.

Maybe you should. Absolutely.

Oh, we've got a message from Millie.

She said she's going to go to the class
this morning.

She thinks it'll be a good distraction.

Really?

Right, get your bump on.

Might as well get that 30 grand.

And breathe in and out.

Slowly and deeply.

Now, partners, I want you to place your
hands on baby.

There.

Come on, William, don't be shy.

And now gently stroke.

Baby. Gently.

Gently, Winnie.

Um... I...

I just wanted to know what it felt like,
you know, because we've

been trying so many years. How could
you, Beatrice?

Yes.

Could you?

Take this.

Bye then.

I'm so sorry.

How did it happen to you?

Beatrice's dip was the taunt. It was you
throwing it around. You weakened it.

Rubbish. Why can you never admit when
you're wrong, Frank Hathaway?

Here we go.

See, this is what it was like when
Queenie died.

Something else that has nothing to do
with me. I don't know why you even came

back. I don't know why I took you back.

I'm going.

Don't forget anything.

Last time this happened, they split up.
Really?

Why?

Frank hired Queenie for stealing
something.

And then he found out that he'd actually
lost the thing himself.

But he refused to tell her. So she died
thinking the world saw her as a thief.

It's really upset Lou.

Well, that's where you're wrong. You
forgot me.

And that's mine as well.

Mr. Alexander.

Hi. Hello.

I heard about your little accident.

Lou's very sorry about that, aren't you,
Lou?

Yeah. Did you prove the affair?

I don't know. Did you?

Frank? No, he didn't manage to.

Right.

I want you to find out who killed Trent.

And we need this resolved quickly. It's
very stressful for Millie and the baby,

and it's not a good look for Novigal.

You'll get another 50K if you can crack
this before the police. Deal? Deal. Yes.

Absolutely.

Come on. Chop, chop. Time's the money.
Crack on.

£50 ,000?

Yeah, don't question it.

Are you still leaving us, Lou?

I think I'll probably stay a bit longer.

We should find out who was driving that
car.

Yes, I'll call Mr Jarvis. He owns the
newsagent on the corner and hopefully

he'll give us the CCTV before he gives
it to the police.

Yeah, it's worth a shot.

And after what happened in the car park,
you really should go and talk to

Jennifer.

I think that's a you job, isn't it?
That's a blue job. No, no, no, you talk

her. I'm going to talk to her.

You can... No, no, no, she connected
with you. You know best, remember?

Of course I do, but you should still
talk to her.

What the hell were you investigating in
my car?

That's between us and our client, I'm
afraid, sorry.

And now we've been hired to look into
Trent's murder.

Oh, by the same client, surely.

When Trent scratched your car, that was
quite a big reaction, wasn't it?

I'm very precious about my car.

Well, even though it's worth more in
scrap.

How would you feel if somebody scraped
your car?

Yeah, that would be really cross,
actually, yeah.

It says up there that Mrs...

Linda Baker was down to lead our class.

Linda called in sick, and I stepped in.

Look, I have indulged you enough.

I love my job.

And killing a random client is hardly a
great career move, is it?

Yes, thank you. Thank you.

Yeah. I still say she overreacted.
You're going to need more than a car

valuation to pin a murder on her, Frank.

Oh!

CCTV has come through from the
newsagent.

I called Peter at five past seven.

Come in.

That's the one.

N -O.

Is that enough to trace it?

No, you're going to need more characters
than that to get a definite hit.

Bullseye!

There was an oil protest in 2015, right?
Turned ugly.

Now, a load of the activists were
arrested for assault, including a young

who punched a copper.

When you had seen it before.

It's Millie.

Go away, Lou.

How do you know my real name?

Charlie told me yesterday, when he
accused me of having an affair with

because of your evidence.

Evidence? What evidence?

What evidence?

Where are you going?

Somewhere less stressful.

Me and the baby.

Let me help you with that.

The thing is, Charlie's asked us to
investigate Trent's murder as well.

We've actually met before.

2015.

He gave a police colleague a man a
bloody nose.

Suspended sentence in community service,
as I recall.

That was a long time ago.

You haven't told Charlie?

No.

But Trent knew, didn't he?

Who says?

Trent found out a year ago.

It was his job to be on top of the Nova
Girl staff and partners.

I begged him not to tell Charlie, and he
didn't.

It's a big reason why I chose him as my
birthing partner.

But yesterday, Trent threatened to spill
the beans.

He thought the arrival bidders might use
it in their smear campaign.

Wife of Nova Girl chief assault copper.

Yeah, I can see that.

He wanted Charlie to know first, so you
went round to Trent to try and stop him.

No, I felt unwell yesterday evening, so
I stayed at home.

Can anyone vouch for that?

I didn't kill Trent.

Were you two having an affair?

No. I love Charlie.

So Trent's not the father?

We weren't in a relationship.

It was just an act.

Anyway, as I told Jennifer after the
last class, Trent couldn't have

Really?

Getting the snip in your 20s, that's a
bold move, isn't it?

Yeah. Whereas at my age, it'd be like
cancelling a subscription you're not

anymore.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry, but what are you doing here?

What you hired us to do.

You visited Trent the night he died,
didn't you? We've got CCTV of your car.

Yeah, yeah, all right.

OK, yes, I went to Trent's place, but I
found him dead and I panicked. I was

terrified. I just didn't think it'd be a
good look for me or for Novigale. You

could have saved us a lot of time and
effort if you'd just been upfront about

it.

Yeah.

Yeah, look, I'm sorry.

Why did you go and see Trent?

Well, to confront him about your photos.

What photos?

Oh.

Where did you get these?

Your colleague emailed them to me.

The bathroom.

I didn't send them.

Well, they came from your email.

And my photos didn't attach themselves.

No, look, I drafted the email and I
attached the photos, but then you told

not to send them, so I didn't. I swear.

Oh, you swear.

Um... Uh, Regan, you didn't use my
computer and accidentally send an email,

you? Me?

No.

Anyway, don't you use a password?

I don't understand.

Look, why don't you go on for the rest
of the day?

Oh, actually.

Yeah, I mean, you did forget to pay my
parking fine as well, didn't you?

So much for me rigging my game.

How could you have been so silly?

Well, to be fair, It's not the only one
who's messed up this week. Oh, Frank,

please, just leave it.

Please.

What if sending that email means I'm
responsible for Trent's death?

You can't think like that.

We don't know what happened.

I know Frank and Lou are disappointed in
me.

I'm sure they'll forgive you.

I'm sure they would forgive me if I
earned us £80 ,000.

You're going to try and solve the case?

I have an idea, but I'd need your help.

OK.

So that bump incident blew Frank and
Lou's cover with our two best suspects.

I'm thinking we restart surveillance on
them.

Sounds good, but how?

Well, I know we've not known each other
long, but I'm wondering if you'd like to

be my wife?

Miss Adams.

Yes. Encantado de conocerle. My name is
Acarias.

And I am Alejandra. We are students from
Zaragoza.

Hello.

Alejandra is expecting in the initial
stages.

Congratulations. Gracias.

We have heard that hypnobirthing is
extremely special.

Oh, we heard there is a place in
Atlantis where you started?

Ah, that... course is too far along, I'm
afraid. I can, how you say, catch up?

Sí, aprende con mucha rapidez.

I'm sorry. I do have the same class
starting again in a few weeks. I'll be

to get you on that one.

Wonderful. Thank you so sincerely.

You can register over there, and I'll
see you both at the first class.

I cannot wait.

Ay, qué pena.

Well, we tried.

And you did muy bien.

Gracias. De nada.

Oh, that's Mrs Baker.

The one who Jennifer covered for.

Let's say a quick hola, shall we?

Yeah, that looks about right.

Absolutely not.

It's not. That is not six inches.

Wow. That is quite the get -up.

You remind me of one of those dolls, you
know, that sit on the toilet rolls to

keep them warm.

I know you don't. You look lovely.

I love that dress.

Where have you been?

Helping Sebastian with the case.

Don't shoot me. I was so engumption and
initiative, as befits my new position,

and investigate behind our backs.

Then you made Regan go along with you.
Oh, no, he didn't make me. No, and we

found out something really quite
interesting, didn't we?

I hope so.

Well, go on, then.

Look, Jennifer lied.

Mrs Baker wasn't ill. It was Jennifer
who asked to switch the classes. She

claimed the timings worked better for
her.

Oh. Well, that is interesting, actually.

Oh.

I thought it might be worth asking her
why she lied. Unless you have a better

lead. You better hope this goes
somewhere.

Hello?

Look.

That's Gigi.

Why's she got a picture of Trent's dog
on her laptop?

You don't think she... What the hell are
you doing?

We were just admiring Gigi.

Trent was your ex, wasn't he? The one
you'd been in a relationship with for

years. Yeah?

It was a shock when I saw him. A shock
that you engineered by switching classes

with Mrs Baker.

I saw his name on the register and I was
curious.

I haven't seen him since we split up.

And that is why I got angry in the car
park.

I remember you saying that you would
have liked to have had children.

Yes. Yeah.

So I was surprised that you would spend
a decade with a man who couldn't have

them. I mean, having a vasectomy doesn't
exactly scream father in waiting, does

it?

Well, he never told her he'd had the
snip.

He did tell me. We shared everything.

Look. A man wouldn't spend years with a
woman my age without telling her the

most important thing. I mean, that would
just be... Unforgivable.

Cruel.

You didn't know, did you?

Until Millie told you.

You must have wanted to speak to Trent
straight away.

Face to face.

All right, I'm calling security.

You took that from Trent's living room?

He kept saying that he didn't want to be
a dad.

That Gigi was our test.

Then Gigi died.

And soon after that, Trent ended it.

And that broke my heart.

Twice.

Then after the second class, Millie told
me that Trent wasn't the real father

and that she felt bad deceiving me.

And then she said that Trent couldn't
have children and that...

That was a shame.

And I needed answers.

Look at me, Trent.

Tell me the truth.

Yes, I had the operation.

When?

Before I met you.

What?

Why?

Because, Jen, the world was already too
full of people.

And you didn't think to tell me
because... I didn't want to lose you.

I loved you.

But the planet is always the first thing
on my mind.

You know that.

The first thing.

And the last.

Well,

that man stole the most precious thing
that I had.

Time.

Welcome each surge, OK?

20 quid says you were about to arrest
Charlie Alexander.

No. No.

We were already definitely onto a... No,
I have.

I tell you what, though, you can keep
the 20 quid. Yeah, cos we've got £80

coming. No, you haven't. Yeah, yeah,
yeah. £80 ,000 just for beating you.

Shouldn't be allowed.

I can't believe Jennifer did that.

I can't believe Trent was so cruel.

It's a tragedy all round.

Yeah.

Are you going to be joining the new
hypnobirthing class with Millie?

Yes.

I'm pulling Novigel out of the bid.

Oh, really? It just means that I can
focus on things close to time.

I told Charlie about my past.

Yeah, it was a bit shocking, but then
again, it did show her commitment to the

environment.

Oh, I'll get you that money.

£80 ,000.

What? £80 ,000?

Shakespeare,

Hathaway, thank you so much. Thank you.
You're welcome.

And good luck with the baby.

Thanks.

£80 ,000.

Ah!

I can't believe it!

Cheers. A few bumps along the way, but
we got there in the end, didn't we?

One bump in particular, eh?

Shall I get some more? Do you want a
drink, Regan?

Yeah, can I have a pack of crisps,
please? I'll give you a hand.

You all right, Regan? Yeah, of course.

Thank you so much for giving me this
job, Mr Hathaway.

Well, we're lucky to have you, even if
you were the only candidate that showed

up. Thanks.

Oh! Ah!

Ooh!

I'm sorry about all the rows and that.

Why does Moe blame you for what happened
to Queenie? I don't know. A silly woman

got drunk and fell in the river.

I can hardly be blamed for that, can I?

Do you want one?

The chorizo.

No, thanks.

Oh, um, Mr Hathaway, my new landlord's
asked for a signed reference.

We haven't done one for you. Do it
later.

Thank you.

So, I'm thinking, this afternoon,
massive shopping spree, and then at the

weekend, maybe a spa day, like a facial,
manicure, pedicure, all of that.

Yeah, you might want to get your top lip
done.

Um, to misquote George Best, I intend to
spend my share on booze and gambling.

And fritter away the rest.

Oh, Frank, Lou says I'm forgiven.

Oh, really?

Because I was going to ask if you'd sent
any more emails that you shouldn't.

Oh,

see me.

Our doubts are traitors.

Surely not.

I've been trying to call you. Oh, sorry,
I've been busy shopping. I'm buzzing,

actually. Oh, nice. I think someone's
trying to sabotage the agency.

What? The two candidates for the
reception job who didn't turn up, they

received emails from my account telling
them their interviews had been

cancelled. Really?

And you didn't send them? Absolutely
not, which means I've been hacked.

Hacked? Who would want to do that to
you?

Well, the person who stood to benefit
was the person...

up the job.

What, Regan? And I think she hacked in
again to send that email to Charlie.

No. Think about it. Everything that's
been going wrong recently.

The post -it note that went missing. The
puncture. The biscuits.

And not to forget on the Lennox case
when she accidentally deleted that

surveillance footage.

What if it's all been deliberate? It's
all been her and she's been trying to

take this down.

But why? Why would you want to do that?

Don't know, but we should definitely ask
her. We should.

Oh, that's killed my shopping buzz a
bit.

I'm sorry.

Regan's still not picking up.

Well, let's just hope she's home.

Yeah, it's one of these flags.

It's neither of those that say Colonel.

Sebastian, what does this one say to
you?

McQueenie.

Oh, no.

We need to speak to Frank.

He was meeting Regan to give her that
reference.

That's a voicemail.

Leave me a message.

Keep it short.

Hey, Frank, it's me. We need to speak to
you urgently. It's about Regan. Just

call me back as soon as you get this.

I think I know where they might be.

Interesting place to meet, Regan.

This spot just feels really special to
me.

More coffee, Mr Hathaway?

Oh, no, thanks.

The first mug really warmed me up.

Thanks again for the reference.

I hope they do the job.

It already has.

You know, someone really special to me
drowned in this river.

Right here, in fact.

Queenie. Yeah, Frank.

Queenie.

My mum.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

It wasn't my fault.

She only started drinking again because
you sacked her.

You know, she hadn't touched a drop in
years.

I didn't know.

If you'd have told her you knew she was
innocent, she'd still be alive today,

wouldn't she?

You killed her, Frank.

She fell in the river. I didn't push her
in. Well, you might as well have done.

When I saw you all happy in the pub, it
made me sick.

But then what you said about my mum?

I don't know. The silly woman got drunk
and fell in the river.

You can hardly blame me for that, can
you?

No, thanks.

That's when I knew what I had to do.

Now I've done it, I feel a whole lot
better.

You were watching me.

Yeah. She wants to hurt you, Frank.

I know she, uh, she posted my coffee.

No.

What with?

Wolfsbane. Oh, good choice.

Nice and quick.

We have to get you to hospital.

Yeah, come on, Frank.

You are a monster.

No. He's made one big mistake, but he
didn't kill your mum. That was a tragic

accident. I had to do this, right? For
her. Oh, really?

You think your mum would want you to
ruin your life?

No, Regan. This is about your grief.

Now, come on, Frank!

I made a terrible, terrible mistake with
your mum, Regan.

And I was too proud to admit it.

When she died, I was devastated.

I knew I'd played a part.

I'd hidden my guilt from Lou and
Sebastian and everyone else.

I think about your mum.

Queenie.

An awful lot.

It's funny, I...

I've never been here since the day she
died.

I'm so sorry.

What have I done?

Please, come on, Frank. We need to get
you to a hospital.

I'm fine where I am.

You might not care, but we'd really
rather you didn't die. Come on.

I'm really touched, but I think hospital
would be a waste of time. No, Frank,

you don't know that. I do.

I do.

When Regan asked me to meet her here, So
late.

I thought that was a bit odd.

But I wanted to find out what she was up
to.

I poured it all out. Didn't touch a
drop.

Really?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my gosh!

I thought you were going to die!

Oh!

Oh, God!

That's it. You can get up now. That's
absolute... I'm out of here. I'm...

No, he can move. That's right.

I wanted to tell you that Sebastian
didn't send that email.

It was me.

Well, it's good to know.

I'm sorry about everything.

I'll go straight to the police station.

Hang on.

Don't.

I'm not going to report you.

Really?

It's the least I can do for Queenie.

Just promise me you won't waste your
life and you won't come asking for your

job back either.

Thank you, Mr Hathaway.

I mean it.

I know I've been difficult over the last
couple of years, you know, bottling

things up.

I'm sorry.

It's all good. Water under the bridge?

Too soon.

Don't tell me I have to apologise to you
as well.

For questioning my basic competence and
fundamental honesty. Don't worry about

it. OK.

Well, I'm sorry.

I suppose we'll need to look for a new
receptionist.

No need.

To be honest, I've found being an actual
detective a tad stressful.

I'd like my old job back, please.

Oh, are you sure?

Yeah. For now, at least.

Anyway, I need more time for my art.

Have you started painting?

Am I acting?

A dramatic art?

Yeah. Fair enough.

There was a couple of quid. But I would
like to keep my new job title.

Oh, yeah. Why not?

Yeah.

Marvellous. Marky Mallard?

Drinks are on me. Oh, you don't need to
do that. Oh, yes, he does.

Besides, I need something to spend my
sizable executive cut on.

Sizable? That's commensurate to your
substantive role.

Do you even know what that means?

Of course.

Means he gets a pittance.

Come on.

I'm parched.