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Just hold up there, mate.

Yeah, that's about right.

Yeah.

Thanks, mate.

Are you all right there?

Fine.

Sorry.

I'm fine.

Where's my tea?

I didn't know you wanted one.

Would you like me to
put the kettle on?

No, no.

I'm fine.

OK.

Just hold it there.

Thanks, mate.

Hold up.

Thank you.

Slower.

Thanks, mate.

Right-o, come through.

Miss, you've got
to come through.

Come through, please.

Jesus, stop the car!

Sir, are you all right?

Are you hurt?

I'm going to try to open
the door, all right?

Oh, he smells
like a brewery.

I was going to
bring you that cuppa.

Looked like hard work out there.

It is.

Don't we have a vacuum
cleaner for that sort of thing.

It's not working.

Well, you know,
there's an appliance

fair at the co-op this week.

Oh, you'll enjoy that.

I'll get it.

Dr. Blake surgery.

One moment, please.

It's for you.

Oh, Danny, how's your morning?

Terrible.

Almost got killed.

How about you?

Yes, me too.

What's the story?

Uh, straightforward
drunk driver.

I'll just leave it to Gus.

Right, so everyone's safe.

Who was it?

A traveling salesman.

He died at the scene
on the Creswick Road.

And how do we know
he's a salesman?

Oh, backseat of the
car was full of gear.

Head back to the crash
site, look through his car.

Make sure you get
the man's personals.

Can I take a car?

The bloke wrecked my pushie.

Walk.

Be good for you.

And you can go home.

There's nothing here for you.

Good.

Right.

Well, feel free to waste
my time whenever it suits.

- Uh, doc.
- Mhm.

Doc, doc.

Yes.

What would make a
bloke's face turn blue?

Gus, I was curious too.

What do you make of the color?

Professional curiosity, or
are you just here to annoy me?

As always, Gus,
I'm here to help.

Hey!

You should have
seen your face.

Do you mind?

You actually left the ground.

Yeah, very bloody
funny, all right?

Oh, there's no
need to be like that.

I was nearly
killed earlier today,

so it's not a joke, all right?

Well, maybe you need to
toughen up a little bit there.

Don't suppose I
could grab a lift?

Come on, it's half
way out of town.

Maybe that'll teach you not
to bite my head off next time.

The walk will do you good,
get that blood pumping.

Ray Beck,
traveling salesman.

Looks like a film star.

Women must have
been all over him.

Do I detect a hint
of envy there, Gus?

Done the bloods?

Not yet.

Obviously another drink driver.

Really?

You didn't smell his clothes.

No, but I smelled his mouth.

No trace.

You'd expect something
there, wouldn't you?

Color suggests asphyxiation,
wouldn't you think?

Hemorrhagic stroke?

Hmm, you might be right.

Cracked sternum.

Minimal bruising.

I think he was dead
before he crashed the car.

Can I see his clothes?

Ah!

Help yourself.

His clothes.

They're too sharp for my taste.

Oh, I find that
hard to believe, Gus.

Phew, I see what you
mean about the alcohol.

These trousers
are covered in it.

Actually, only one leg.

Gus, what do you make of these?

Acute infection
or some kind of poisoning.

Snake bite.

Lawson.

I told you to go home.

Is Danny still at the crash?

Yeah.

You told him to search
that car, didn't you?

Yeah, why?

He might be in trouble.

Some help here!

Mattie?

Get some help here!

Take his shoulders.

Right.

Oxygen now.

I've got the
treatment room prepped.

What kind of snake?
- I don't know.

But we can't give him
antivenin if we don't

know what kind of snake it was.

I don't know.

Right.

On my three.

1, 2, 3.

Pulse?

Onto it.

110.

Blake.

The men are looking
for the snake.

They still haven't found it.

What do we do now?

Hemotoxic,
cytotoxic, neurotoxic.

Hemotoxic, cytotoxic--

Hemotoxic?

But from what you said, there
was obvious neural dysfunction.

What are you talking about?

We can't give him
antivenin if we don't

know what type of snake it was.

Well, can we give
him something else?

We have three
generalized vaccines.

We'll use one of those.

We don't know
what the poison is.

We could get it wrong.

Pulse again, Mattie,
please, please, please.

120.

He's in shock.

Danny.

Snake bite.

What kind of snake?

We don't know.

Well, what are
you going to do?

Blake.

Lucien.

Lucien.

Blake.

What kind of snake?

I don't know.

Well, we can't give
an antivenin if we don't

know what kind of snake it was.

Lucien?

Pit viper, Asian pit viper.

Asian?

Native to Asia.

Not an Australian snake.

Two deep puncture marks
from hollow fangs.

Very, very distinctive.

No Australian snake has
fangs quite like it.

You have treated a
viper snake bite before?

No, I've read about it.

Are you sure about this?

Not 100%, no.

But as sure as
you possibly can be?

Please, clear the room.

Jean.

I'll wait in the corridor.

All right, Mattie, hemotoxic.

Good.

120 over 80.

He's going to be all right.

Oh, thank god.

Perhaps he should stay with
us until he's feeling better.

Of course, absolutely.

Well done.

Well done.

An Asian pit viper.

An educated guess.

How did a deadly foreign snake
get into that salesman's car?

Well, snakes crawl
into cars all the time.

Not Asian pit
vipers, not here.

Well, some idiot brought
it into the country

and let it escape.

Good job, Lucien.

Thank you, Matthew.

Right, see you again next week.

Claire Connolly.

How are you?

I can't find anything
specifically wrong

with you, Mrs. Connolly.

However, in general, you
are certainly run down.

And your heart rate is normal.

Your blood pressure
is a little high.

Have you been under
much stress lately?

My husband and I, we
run a boarding house.

There's been some drama lately.

One of the guests
died in a car crash.

Ray Beck?

You know him?

Not really, no.

I gather he sold
vacuum cleaners.

Apparently he was the best.

You know, my housekeeper is
in need of a new vacuum cleaner.

Oh.

The house is full of salesmen.

You could name your price.

Latest model,
the Constellation,

for your delight.

It is, as they say, pure heaven.

Heaven?

Mm-hmm.

For the lady, therefore,
for the gentleman.

What about the Canterbury?

Hubby's on a budget, is he?

Um, I'm just the housekeeper.

My apologies.

Like I said, free
delivery, free bags,

one year's free servicing.

There's a sucker
born every day.

This is my sale.

Jim Thurlston,
district's top salesman,

all domestic appliances.

Second top seller.

Haven't you noticed?

Ray's no longer with us.

Ray Beck, the chap who died?

That's right.

Bloke had the most
amazing contacts,

especially in refrigeration.

Look, I just couldn't compete.

He's gone.

I'm top dog now.

Gentlemen, surely a
little healthy competition

isn't a bad thing?

Fine by me.

That's because Martin here
is never going to match me.

Well, I'm off to
find a cup of tea.

Hubby might leave you with it.

Hand on heart, all the ladies
swear by the Constellation.

Yeah.

You want a real deal?

Talk to the real salesman.

Mrs. Connolly?

Mrs. Connolly?

Hello?

Don't you yell at
me, Frank Connolly.

Come here, woman.

I will bloody yell
at you if I want to.

I have had it up to here--

You've had it?

Yes, I bloody have.

I hate you so much.

Don't you walk away from me.

Don't you give me orders.

Come here, woman.

See that?

Perfect suction every time.

Exactly the same
model I was offering.

But with free bags.

I said free bags.

Year's warranty.

I can do that too.

Two sets of bags, year's
warranty, cost price.

How do I know it's
the model I really want?

You can borrow mine.

Try it out and see
if you like it.

Oh, thank you.

And if you like it,
do we have a deal?

There you are.

The A-- the Asian pit viper
hates the cold, so that snake--

you know, this snake
there's no way it would

survive out here in the bush.

What?

It would--

Never mind.
How is it?

Well, it's fine,
but it's not picking

up as well as it was before.

I think we need
to empty the bag.

I'm sure that's probably
relatively easy to sort out.

Or maybe you
could do it for me.

Yes, of course.

I'm sure it's just a matter
of, um, unfastening something

on the side or the back or--

yeah, there we are.

No, yeah.

"Relatively easy"?

Well, if it would
just do as it's told.

Oh.

Oh.

Don't worry.

I'll fix all that up.

Hang on.

Constable, we'll
need access into here.

Go and get the key
from Frank Connolly.

Uh, sorry to disturb
you at a time like this.

Was the missus happy with
the vacuum she borrowed?

Yeah, the missus was ecstatic.

Thank you.

Then I'll drop the
machine over tomorrow.

Tell me, was Mr.
Churchill disappointed

he missed out on the sale?

It's dog eat dog in
our line of work, doc.

Yeah.

What's with all the coppers?

Oh, I couldn't possibly
comment, Mr. Thurlston.

If you'll excuse me.

Is there a law against keeping
a few snakes or something?

Mhm, there is.

You broke it.

I understand a Mr. Raymond Beck
was staying here, Mr. Connolly.

Yeah, he was.

You know that he died?

Car crash, I heard.

I hate to think the
booze was behind it.

He could always put it away.

Well, there's more
than the car crash.

He died from snake bite, and
then a young constable of mine

got bitten while
he was searching

his car down near Kilburn.

The thing's still on the loose.

Now, you've got an
empty cage downstairs

that's supposed to have
an Asian pit viper inside.

Yeah, I didn't know
it was missing until,

uh, that bloke broke in.

Where's the snake now?

No idea.

What do you mean
you got no idea?

It's supposed to be
in the bloody cage.

I-- I-- I honestly don't know.

Look-- I-- I told you.

I-- I-- I always keep the
key to the basement on me.

I-- I used to have
a spare key, but--

Missing too, is it?

I've got a dead
man who stayed here

and a young
constable in hospital

both bitten by a snake, and
you know nothing about it.

I need you to come down to the
station and make a statement.

My men are going to
search Mr. Beck's car,

and if they find a snake
and it's an Asian pit viper,

I'm charging you with murder.

This is where Ray
Beck was staying.

It's all right, Mrs. Connolly.

I'm sure this situation
isn't helping those issues

we discussed at my surgery.

If you feel the need to come
back and see me again, please

do.

I do have to ask you a
question, I'm afraid.

Your husband mentioned the
spare key to the basement

went missing.

Now, is this right?

Frank looked after the keys.

The basement wasn't
any of my business.

Of course.

Just one more thing if I may.

Ray Beck was a--

was a very handsome man.

Did your husband
have any reason,

any reason to be jealous?

She was having an affair?

She's unhappy.

She has an affair with
the handsome salesman

in the upstairs room,
then hubby finds out

and sticks his deadliest
snake in a lover's car.

Well, how do you
know she was unhappy?

I heard them arguing.

I was hiding in their
kitchen at the time.

You should have
seen her expression

when you mentioned Ray Beck.

She was almost in tears, the
way she folded his clothes.

By the way, did you
find his sales notebook?

Apparently, Ray was the
region's top seller,

but his notebook wasn't in
his jacket at the hospital.

Haven't found it, why?

Their notebooks
contain their contacts,

and they treat these
books like the Holy grail.

Word is Ray's contacts
were the best.

No, haven't found it, but
uh, there was something else.

The man liked to punt.

All these are marked unpaid.

Goodness.

200 pounds.

That's a lot to owe.

If it's the bookie
I'm thinking of,

he wouldn't have been happy
that Beck couldn't pay.

Eddie Carlin, real lowlife.

Has a particular way
of writing his numbers.

Saw young Parks today.

Looks like he's on the mend.

Close thing, but yes.

Lawson.

Yeah.

It's Hobart.

They found the snake.

Well?

Yeah, that's a pit viper.

Frank Connolly, I'm arresting
you on the charges of murder,

attempted murder, possession
of dangerous animals

as defined in the relevant acts.

You don't have to say
anything at this time,

but anything you say or do
may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

Take him down.

Mrs. Connolly.

Are they charging Frank?

Yes, they are.

Can-- can you-- can you
tell me what happened?

There's no way he
would have ever hurt Ray.

That's not how it
looks, Mrs. Connolly.

Now, I know you and your
husband weren't exactly happy.

But Frank wouldn't
hurt anyone.

Wives often say
that, Mrs. Connolly.

I know Frank.

Then please tell me
what happened with Ray.

Oh.

Mrs. Connolly.

No admissions yet,
but that'll come.

What about that bookie
you were talking about?

Carlin?

Lowlife scum.

Have to get him
on something else.

Mr. Carlin will see you now.

Yep, right-o, Harry.

Yep, OK, gotcha.

See you.

Ray Beck said
you'd give good odds

at today's meet at Flemington.

Ray Beck ain't worth a toss.

Don't bring idiots like
this in here again.

Look, wait, I--

I-- I need to place a few bets,
and I'm guessing Ray owing you

money's left a bit of a hole.

What do you know about Beck?

That he died.

Real shame.

Must have been
somewhat annoying--

Ray dying owing you money.

You talk too much.

Hello?

Hi.

Spring Flutter?
OK, mate.

Yep, see ya.

Look, I'd-- I'd like to take a
piece of that action, if I may.

Uh, Spring Flutter for
a win in the fourth.

20 to 1.

5 pound.

And Landed Gentry in the
sixth for a place, 5 pound.

16 to 1.

Good.

I guess it's not really
in your interests to kill

someone if they owe you money.

Sterling Silver in the ninth.

Win or a place, 5 pound.

You kill them, you don't
get your money back, do you?

Well, it depends if I
need to set an example.

And how would you
do that exactly?

Would you ever use a snake to
make an example of someone?

Who is this guy, boss?

I have no idea, Morris.

But he's lucky.

He's lucky you got
a sense of humor.

Yeah.

You probably got less
than five seconds to tell me

exactly what you want.

Right, well, when you put it
that way, I-- please, just--

I just need to find out
more about Ray Beck.

Nothing about you.

Oh, why didn't you say so?

Rubbish punter.

He owed me 200 quid.

Mate is lucky I didn't
get to him first.

Pretty boy.

Apparently, that bloke
couldn't keep it in his pants.

It's almost
a dead heat between A Cappella

and Sterling Silver.

It will be remembered
for the fourth that

lasted longer than the race.

Mr. Carlin said there wasn't
much return for you today.

Oh, I don't know.

I think I got what I needed.

Oh, and he said to say you're
welcome back at any time.

Well, thank you, Morris.

You tell Mr. Carlin I'm honored.

Hi, how are you feeling?

Yeah, pretty weak still.

I'm not surprised.

I brought you something.

Thanks.

It was the least I can do.

You feel up for these?

Yeah.

What sort?

You choose.

Um.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

What?

You should see your face.

Oh, I can't believe you were
going to feed that to me.

That's hilarious.

Ma-- Mattie.

Oh!

Bloody.

Jean?

I see your new vacuum's arrived.

Oh, has it?

Yes.

I'd have thought you might
have unpacked it by now.

No, I've had
other things to do.

Right.

Here's hoping it makes
something of a difference, eh?

Mhm.

Tell me, what do you
know about the Connollys?

The Connollys?

Married young.

The house has been in the
Connolly family for years.

Frank and Claire have
had to rent rooms out.

- Hard times?
- Hard times.

Pass the whetstone.

Yes.

Frank was a champion full
forward till he did his knee.

She's nice.

Seems unhappy.

I wouldn't have thought
he's the kind of man

who would kill anyone, though.

Well, did you think he
was the kind of man who'd

keep snakes in his basement?

Oh, I stand corrected.

Any reason for
the unhappiness?

Should there be?

Well, yes, I've thought so.

Oh?

Why don't you ask her yourself?

I have absolutely no idea.

Really?

No idea at all?

No, I missed something?

No, I'm sure you're right.

It's probably just
that time of the month,

or the stars have aligned.

Mattie.

I'm sure Jean loves being
taken for granted just

as much as the rest of us.

And god help us all if any
of us started complaining,

then the whole bloody
world would end.

Yes?

Doctor Lucien Blake.

I wouldn't have called you.

The bloke doesn't seem
to be in any danger.

It's just, yeah, strange.

Has he been this
way the whole time?

I'm usually used to the
blokes who want to take me on.

Mr. Connolly.

You need me to stay?

No, I'll be fine.

Mr Connolly, it's Dr. Blake.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

I want to die.

Mr. Connolly, whatever
you say to me I will hold

in the strictest confidence.

Claire never deserved this.

Deserved what?

Mr. Connolly, please.

Leave me alone.

Morning.

Are you all right to walk?

Jean.

How are you?

Fine.

You're going to be a
bit slow for a while.

I'm fine.

You're coming to stay
with us for a few days.

We'll set up the spare room.

Oh, is Mattie
going to be there?

Yeah.

Right.

Well--
come on through.

We'll, um, get you settled,
and I'll pop the kettle on.

Mattie.

Oh, I was rather
enjoying that.

G'day.

We'll put you here,
Danny, till I've

set up the spare room.

Yes.

I'll, uh, leave you to it.

You're not staying
for lunch, Mattie?

Uh, no, I'm going out.

I might get you to drop me
at work, if that's all right.

Boss doesn't like
being a man down,

and the boys have
been covering for me.

No, no, no, no, no, Danny.

You're just out of hospital.

Doc, I'm-- I'm good, and I--

I don't want to be
hanging around, you know?

Danny, I really
wouldn't recommend--

I'm fine, really.

I'll be on my way.

Thank you, Mrs. Thompson.

You take care now.

New hobby?

What do you think of him?

Too smooth for my taste.

What about him?

Well, he's fine if
you're a 16-year-old girl,

but the rest of us
have more important

things to worry about.

What would you think if I
started cutting these chaps out

of our magazines?

Hmm.

Just returning your
vacuum cleaner.

Oh.

Mrs. Beazley says thank you.

I'm afraid we had a blockage.

Your husband--

He's innocent.

They should let him go.

Claire, how long
have you known?

When did you first realize
Frank was homosexual?

He'd beat you to a pulp if
you'd said that to his face.

Yes, he probably would.

But I think it's
also the reason he's

currently catatonic
on the floor of a cell

back at the police station.

Is he all right?

He's not doing well.

He's in deep trauma.

Can I see him?

Not until he goes to remand.

Now, your husband and Ray
were lovers, weren't they?

Claire, it's not your fault.

It's not his fault. In fact,
it's not even a question

of fault. Modern research--

What would modern research
know about my marriage?

Probably not much.

But it suggests, it
suggests that this

has been a part of Frank
right from the very beginning,

right from the start.

Just like-- just like
hair color or eye color.

This has-- this has
nothing to do with you.

I didn't understand at first.

I just thought it was me.

I started to wonder.

Then I found him with someone.

He said he'd change,
but he couldn't.

So Ray wasn't your
husband's first lover?

No, there were others.

Sometimes the men who
pass through here.

He only met Ray
a few months ago.

I had never seen him
like this before.

He was--

Happy?

Claire, do you think your
husband could have killed Ray?

He couldn't have.

He loved him.

So what's this about?

Connolly and Beck were lovers.

I'm trying to eat my lunch.

Oh, I'm sorry to offend
your sensibilities.

You realize that
if this is true,

I have to charge Connolly
with unnatural acts

on top of everything else.

Well, you could,
but I hope you don't.

Where did this piece
of information come from?

Well, I completely
missed it, but Ray

had the only single room
in the place, a place where

everyone else has to share.

It doesn't mean he's a--

No, no, no, but
Frank Connolly was

the one who assigned the rooms.

His wife confirmed it.

I always thought she
was a reasonable-looking

woman myself.

Yeah.

And Eddie Carlin
told me Ray couldn't

keep it in his trousers.

Eddie Carlin?

Mhm.

Of course, we all assumed he
was talking about the ladies.

And I thought Clare and
Connolly were fighting over Ray,

and of course, they were, only
not quite as I imagined it.

Maybe it was just a couple
of blokes having a little tiff.

Well, Claire doesn't think so.

It sounded like they
were soul mates.

Ugh.

So I may have encouraged
you to arrest the wrong man.

Still, means we can
rule out Eddie Carlin.

Jesus, Blake.

You don't think Mrs. Connolly--

Took revenge on
her husband's lover?

Possibly, but I-- I doubt it.

Parks, give me
the Connolly file.

I really don't
think it was her.

And I'm not convinced Danny
should be back at work.

It was only a little snake.

Jean?

I'm a little bit stuck.

I'd love a chat.

But if you're busy--

Oh, I think I can manage.

Is this about the Connollys?

Yes.

Turns out she's not
having an affair.

He was, with one of his
boarders, the chap who died.

Oh.

Would you have guessed?

No, he was always attentive.

Just like any
married couple, eh?

Well, there's more than
one kind of marriage.

Well, I was only
married a very short time,

so I'm afraid I'm no expert.

The thing is, the
basement was locked.

There's only one key.

Are you sure about that?

Well, there was another
key, but it was missing.

So who else could get
into that basement?

Did Frank have
any other lovers?

Claire said quite a
few, but once Ray showed

up on the scene, that was that.

So why else would you want
to put a snake in his car?

You know, they're
a competitive bunch,

these salesmen, and
apparently, Ray was the best.

And it would appear someone has
stolen his book of contacts.

So how would you like to
go about this, Dr. Blake?

Danny?

Yes.

Listen, I might need
your help with something.

Ah, Jean, allow me.

Now, are you ready?

I think so.

Danny, give us five minutes
and then come up, yes?

OK.

I sold you that machine.

We had a deal.

Well, I think
we can do better.

You can't do better.

I'm the region's top seller.

Since Ray died?

Care to give it a
go, Mr. Churchill?

He already tried,
and he couldn't do it.

Keen to have
another go, doctor.

And just to add a
little bit of a sweetener,

Mattie here could use
a small refrigerator.

This is my sale.

I'm sick to death
of you scrimping

on spending then splashing
out on whatever she wants.

Oh.

Oh, yes, that's right.

Pretend to be innocent.

Ladies, ladies, I think
we can find something

that keeps you both happy.

Same great machine,
same price, two free bags,

and a year's warranty.
- I'll match it.

And you've already
got the machine.

I've got one in my car.

How do you like ice-cold
juice, sweetheart?

Hmm.

I've got all the latest
fridges for you, cost price.

And that's better than
you'll ever be able to do.

It's killing me,
but for someone

as pretty as yourself, 20%
off cost, free delivery, and

the Constellation as we agreed.

And I've got the Constellation
in my car if we're done.

I'll get my contacts book.

But that's wrong.

How can you get 20% off cost?

Only Ray could go that low.

Yes, it's interesting,
Mr. Churchill.

The other day you
couldn't beat Jim

here on the price of a vacuum.

Today you can.

And also today you can
offer a tremendous discounts

on fridges.

I thought that was
solely Ray's territory,

and I'm guessing that's probably
Ray's contact book, the one you

stole after you murdered him.

This is my--

Mrs. Connolly, do you have
the key the young constable

returned to you?

Yes.

Thank you.

Identical.

The missing spare key to the
basement on your key ring,

Mr. Churchill.

This is my con--

Hey!

Stop!

Stop there!

Hey, stop!

Jean, see to Danny, please!

I'm fine!

Danny, are you all right?

We need to get you
back to the hospital.

Anything for a
sale, Mr. Churchill.

Told you not to go back to work.

I was feeling better.

Uh, you weren't ready.

Two days' bed rest minimum.

You're coming home with
us and taking it easy.

Oh, no, I might go home.

Danny.

No, I'll be fine.

Afternoon.

Excuse me.

All good.

Just not quite ready
to exert himself.

Would you be interested in
sitting in on the interview?

Churchill?

Of course.

Listen, you say g'day.

I'll just-- I'll
just be a moment.

Mattie, you should
go in and see him.

I'm sure he's just
fine without me.

So you and Frank
Connolly were lovers, then,

uh, Ray came on the scene?

Frank didn't want
to know me after that.

What about the snakes?

I knew where Frank
kept the spare key.

So you took it, and
then you stole the snake?

Mhm.

Hm.

Do you think it's
easy being like this?

Do you think I want to?

Mr. Churchill--

I never asked for this.

You despise me, don't you?

I-- I disgust you, don't I?

Mr. Churchill, I spent some
time in a prisoner of war camp,

and there was a young man there.

He was executed just
before we were liberated.

He tried to steal medical
supplies to save his mates.

I had to read some of his
letters to get word back home,

and it was only then that I
realized the girlfriend he

spoke of wasn't a girl at all.

And he was the bravest
man I ever met.

I loved Frank, but
he loved someone else.

Yes?

Is it safe to come in?

Perhaps.

I just wanted
to say thank you.

I still don't
know how you could

afford to buy us
a brand new vacuum

cleaner and a refrigerator.

Well, believe it or not, I
had a little win on the horses.

Oh.

Um, happy birthday
for tomorrow.

I hadn't forgotten.

Lucien.

Come on.

Well, go on.

Open it.

Oh, thank you.

It's beautiful.

Was it hers?

No.

No, I, um--

I bought it before the
Japanese invaded, and I, uh--

I thought it might make a--

a good present one day.

And indeed, it has.

Happy birthday, Jean.