All language subtitles for Shakespeare and Hathaway Private Investigators - Season 5 Episode 2

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I left my house keys in the office.

Maybe a minute, sweetheart.

Then we can continue the party.

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Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Oi! Oi!

Oi! Oi!

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Did anyone come through here?

No!

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I don't suppose you know the names
of any good private investigators?

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Come on, Frank.

I thought this was supposed
to be a fresh start for us.

We are the one who broke
the first rule of our partnership.

Whoever has the last biggie has
to go out and get a new packet.

I didn't have it.

I told you I don't even
like chocolate ball ones.

I'm more of a custard cream girl.

Well, maybe you've changed.

You certainly haven't.

You're still the same pig head.

Your two o'clock is here.

Something like that.

Great role play. Yes.

Yes.

Hello.

Hi.

Earl Grey.

Hello.

No biscuits though, I'm afraid.

So, Mr. Young.

Rick, please.

Rick, you're running the family business.

Young's Fastenings.

I took over from my father a year ago.

We're the number one manufacturer
of clothing fastenings in the UK.

So you could say you've
got the market sawn up.

Actually, under my leadership,
we have designed a brand new zip

that's going to completely
revolutionise flies.

I have a dream that one day,
whenever people use the toilet,

they will think about me.

Us.

Me.

It's impressive.

It is.

We've landed a major deal with an
international clothing manufacturer.

But I've heard rumours that our
main rival has been sniffing around

and, last night, somebody tried
to get access to my computer files.

Right, and you think they were
trying to get information on the deal?

Clearly, they're trying
to access a copy of

the contract before
we sign it on Monday.

And you think the intruder's
working for your competitors?

Not exactly.

They've got a key and
they had the alarm code

and, plus, they knew how
to escape out the side door.

I have been betrayed by one
of my own and I know who it is.

My head of design, Jackson Boyce.

Lately, he's been taking
extra long breaks off site.

He could be talking to anyone.

Plus, you know, he's French.

You don't think it could be anyone else?

No, my senior team would ever betray me.

Plus, I have recently
installed some extra

security measures during
this contract negotiation.

I've got him on camera.

Let's see.

I'd recognise those
shifty shoulders anywhere.

Even with enhancement, there's no way
you're going to prove that that is him.

Which is why I've come to you.

I may be a guiding light in the fastenings
industry, but corporate espionage?

I need a bit of help.

I've booked us a
team-building experience

this weekend and I
would like you to join us.

Team-building?

I've negotiated a great deal.

Jack's will be there.

It's his last chance
to steal the contract

and it's the perfect place
for you two to set a trap.

Catch him in the end.

You want to hire us for the weekend?

The whole weekend?

I have a sizeable budget.

Money's no object.

- Nah, that's not...
- We'll do it.

Premier Pet Pal. The Premier Pet Pal.
Premier Pet Pal...

Anyway, I just love animals.

Yeah, like I have an
adorable miniature gas...

Gas? Jax?

Jax?

I look ridiculous.

Oh, you'd think he'd lend Sebastian Plow
a cover.

Oh, stop it.

He's put a lot of work into this.

I think I look great.

Anyway, we said, didn't
we, we'd let him play

a larger role in
investigations, remember?

And if anyone should
be upset, it should be me.

You could have checked with me before
you accepted working the entire weekend.

I don't know what
you're so bothered about.

He might be an idiot.

But he paid us up front
for the whole two days.

What if I had plans?

What, like watching reality
TV or going shoe shopping?

Oh, no!

The team-building experts.

Looks like this weekend
could be just what we need.

Yo, yo, yo, yo!

Hi.

Hello, I'm Roz Shepherd,
owner of Arden Escapes.

I can't wait to facilitate

the optimum harmonisation of your team.

Woo-hoo!

We are so amped for this, Roz.

Sup, everyone?

Scooter Orlando, programmer
and CEO of Premier Pet Pals.

It's the app that finds dog
owners' play dates for their pets.

These are my guys.

This is Jessie.

She is the bomb at comms and marketing.

- And Bob is...
- An intern.

In... Intern.

And he makes a mean oat cortado.

Dad used to drive one of them.

I'm Rick Young.

CEO, obviously, of Young's Fastenings.

Hey.

- Sorry, I'm Alina Oliver, and I'm a...
- She's just my secretary.

But this man-mountain
here started out as my

father's apprentice,
if you can believe it,

and now he is the head of
manufacturing, Sylvester Forrester.

Sly.

I'd like to meet him on a dark night.

And this is Jax De Boyce.

Cora.

Sorry.

I'm Jacques.

I design fastenings.

I've always been fascinated
by the mechanics of them.

Buckles.

Pilots.

Clasps.

Stunts.

Riveting.

I don't know.

I could listen to him recite the whole
phone book in that accent and be happy.

And my personal favourite... Zips.

Thank you so much, Jack.

I could really get a sense of
your passion for your work.

So, voyagers, let's start our
journey towards group cohesion.

Welcome to Arden Escape.

Thanks, everyone.

It's beautiful.

So peaceful.

The entire place is off-grid,
powered by that generator.

Does that mean there's no phone signal?

I'm going for charm and
you rustic, not Stone Age.

The generator also powers
our own mobile mast.

No way, Segway.

This is dope.

I used to, like, commute to
work on one of those things.

Yeah.

And tug of war, eh?

Me and Sly are going to
wipe the floor with everybody.

We aim to break down
any pre-existing negative

energy and foster positive team morale,

and studies have shown
the best way to achieve

that is through fun physical activities.

Shall we?

Fun physical activities?

There is no way I'm going on a Segway.

They are death traps.

Maybe you should have thought of that

before you took the job
without consulting me.

This is the communal area.

Tea and coffee is available at all
times, and your cabins are just outside.

Oh, well, I better get changed.

I don't want to damage
the old custom Rolex.

Mr Young, remember what the
doctor said about your angina.

You mustn't overexert yourself.

Stop fussing, woman.

I've actually got the heart of an ox.

I can handle all types of exertion.

You're in cabin number
four, first on the right.

Cabin number four, you say?

Well, I better take my work bag
and laptop and put it in that cabin,

'cause this weekend is all
about fun with my team, huh?

Not life-changing contracts.

Alina, with me!

Bags!

We need to get those
cameras in as soon as possible.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, like, I've got a miniature
Dax... Dax... wiener dog, Morgo.

She loves using Premier Pet
Pals to hang with her friends.

So, how does it work, exactly?

Uh, well, it's like
Tinder, but for dogs.

Bob!

Can I check something with you, bro?

Yeah. Yeah.

Did you get the cameras in OK?

Yes.

So, Roz, how long
have you had this place?

I woke on my first voyages last year.

I actually built a lot
of this place myself.

Really?

It's amazing what you
can learn on the internet.

Roz, will we be stargazing this weekend?

Hopefully later.

My voyages find it
particularly inspiring.

My dad was an amateur astronomer.

We used to come here all
the time when I was a girl.

There's no light pollution, you see.

And when I decided to start Arden Escapes,
I just knew I had to choose this spot.

Oh, that's lovely.

Yeah.

You know, I'm a big fan of stars.

I'm a, uh, Scorpio, in
case you couldn't guess.

Uh, Jesse.

- What?
- Jesse.

Jesse!

It's me.

My God, that man is unbelievable.

Well, you might not have to
put up with him for much longer.

Jacques took the bait.

The motion detector has been triggered.

We've got bait for the whole weekend.

We might be home by lunchtime.

You are welcome.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

So you're the mole.

What?

Don't be ridiculous.

I mean, look at her.

Does this cardigan scream
her espionage to you?

She triggered the cameras.

Yeah, and we just caught her
going through your work files.

Mr. Young, what's going on?

They're working for
me undercover, keep up.

And Alina here, she'd been
working for me for years,

ever since I started
out my first company.

We sold steam cleaners.

Premium steam-based domestic appliances.

I'm more of a big picture thinker.

Alina here, she takes
care of all the boring stuff.

Boring stuff?

Oh I... I work out the budgets,
manage the workflow,

and make sure the paperwork is in order.

See?

She's just doing her job.

Now these two have got to
go along and set everything

back up again, because
you were in the trap.

Come on.

Sorry.

Wow.

It feels like Alina's literally
running the company for him.

You don't suppose she wanted to make
a bit of extra cash on the side, do you?

You think she is the mole?

Well, that handbag is designer.

There's no way she could
afford that on an assistance wage.

Except she's got access to the company
files on Rick's laptop whenever she wants.

She wouldn't need to break in.

Look, we need to focus on Jacques.

Do what we were hired to do.

Voyagers, it's time to reclaim
the power of connection.

You're playing Paintball.

Oh.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

OK.

When colleagues have
to work together towards a

common goal, it strengthens
their unifying bond.

So we'll be playing Young's
Fastenings versus Premier Pet Pals.

Last one standing wins.

Bring it on.

Sorry, Scooter, but I think you'll
find we're a very effective team.

Well, most of us.

Hey, it's just a bit of fun, bro.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SPEAKING FRENCH] Yes.

I was expecting your call.

Yes.

I will get the information over
to you as soon as possible.

Ah, yeah.

Yes.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Don't shoot, don't shoot.

I feel violent.

Oh, me too.

I'm more of a lover than a fighter.

- Shall I?
- Yeah.

Shall we just... shall we just hide here?

Yes.

- Wait for them to finish playing soldiers.
- Oh, yes.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm being chased by the Terminator.

Absolutely.

Merci. Merci.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I should have bought some snacks.

I usually do on a stakeout.

Oh, that's sweet.

I meant to say, actually, I
really loved your handbag.

Yeah, I've always wanted one of
those, but they're a bit expensive.

I don't have anything else
to spend my money on.

And I have a really good
salary for a secretary.

OK.

Yeah. Well, from what
I've seen, you deserve it.

- I do.
- Yeah.

I've done a lot more to help Mr. Young
than just paperwork over the years.

Oh, really?

I knew it.

Oh.

I knew you wouldn't have the
bottle to do what needs to be done.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't shoot.

Don't shoot.

I'm... I happily surrender.

What's my motto?

Take no prisoners.

Go on.

Oh, no.

I'm so sorry.

No, you don't need to.

No!

Am I dead now?

Am I fled?

My soul is in the sky.

Tom, lose thy light.

Moon, take thy plate now.

Die.

Die!

Die!

I thought you were American.

Dual nationality, bro.

Where's Jack?

I don't need him.

Sly, get over here.

[screaming]

[laughing]

- [screaming]
- What you're doing?

- We're on the same team!
- Sorry.

Got a bit carried away.

So did I.

You are so petty.

Be petty?

You're the one who keeps
accusing me of eating the last biscuit.

That's because you did.

And you broke my favorite mug.

I did not.

But I wish I had, because it was hideous.

[whistle blow]

You're meant to be a team.

Clearly, we need to go back to basics.

Now... Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Now, allow me.

Thank you.

Now, this exercise solidifies trust.

You fall backwards into the waiting
arms of your colleagues who catch you.

Maybe your team should see how it's done.

That is, if you're
comfortable going first, Rick.

Of course I am, sweetheart.

Sly?

Jacks?

Look and learn.

Right.

Ready?

Rick?

OK.

All right.

- Here I...
- [crackling sound]

[screaming]

I can't believe he's gone.

The real must have been
live, as soon as he touched it.

Bam.

It's no use.

I've got no signal.

The shock shot at the lights and the music
must have affected the phone last too.

I'll take a look.

Scooter, with me.

I, uh, I don't think I'll
be much help, but sure.

Lead on, MacDuff.

This was me, wasn't it?

The stupid DIY wiring.

Oh, we don't know that for sure.

I was so determined to make this face a

success, I ploughed
all my inheritance into it.

Now I've accidentally killed someone.

What are you...

Let... let us wait
and see what the authorities say.

How?

We can't get through to them.

Sly's good with his hands.

He'll have the phone
mask fixed very soon.

[gasp] Jessie.

Jessie.

We might not have time to wait.

This wiring's been
deliberately tampered with.

Wasn't an accident.

It was murder.

Any luck?

I mean, we really do
need to call the police.

The power surge has completely fried
the generator and anything electrical.

Even the phone mast.

I am shooked, you guys.

It gets worse.

The, uh, minibus was, like, on
charge too, so that's fried as well.

It's going to take a few hours
to get everything up and running.

Great.

So we are in the middle of nowhere

with no power and
nowhere to contact anyone.

[loud clattering]

No, Frank, you can't just leave.

Someone needs to find a
village and contact the police.

We've been paid.
Let's just cut our losses.

So... so you'd be all right, would you,

if Keela was to swoop in, solve
the murder, and take all the glory?

Huh?

Come on, Frank.

These people will open up to us.

We could... we could work this out.

Forget about our stupid argument.

This is much more serious.

Someone in there is a murderer.

And a thief.

With the phone alerts down, I
went to check on Rick's laptop.

It's gone.

The mole.

Right, and the mole is probably also the
killer, so we're halfway there already.

I mean, it would be nice
to see the look on Keela's

face when he finds
out we solved it already.

Right.

OK.

So we'll stay here and work the case.

And Seb can go and find help.

I'm sorry. Seb can go where?

Well, you need to
find the nearest village.

It's a couple of miles east... east.

Through a forest?

Who'd you take me for? Errol Flynn?

The definitive Robin Hood?

I'm surrounded by Philistines.

Oh, no, no.

They're not Philistines.

They're trees.

Come on, get a wriggle on.

Yeah, go on.

You could, like, totally take a
segway and, like, commute, dude.

What was that?

I thought it was American.

Wasn't, was it?

The forest?

Be brave, Seb.

Hey.

Hi.

My money's on the boring Frenchman.

I heard him talking on the phone to
someone before about "le informatione".

What if he thought Rick
was on to him and panicked?

But you know that, Sly.

He needs to work on his anger issues.

Get this.

Just before the trust fall,
he stepped to the side.

He had no intention of catching Rick.

Maybe that was 'cause he
knew what was gonna happen.

Well, look, with Sly
fixing the generator...

His room will be empty, so
I'll go and check on it, yeah?

I'll go and see what I
can get out of your shack.

Hi.

What are you doing in my room?

I would have gone for
a nickel four-part stud.

Much stronger for a
repeated outdoor wear.

Sorry.

I needed some space
and I cannot help myself.

Well, you certainly know your stuff.

Although it seems like Rick
didn't appreciate your expertise.

Most people do not.

I get it.

School, it can be a nightmare.

Sometimes I just wanna... You know?

No.

Rick was a good boss and a good man.

He got on well.

It's funny, 'cause Rick invited
us here to keep an eye on you.

Look, I'm not an intern from a dog app.

I'm a private investigator.

What?

Rick thought you were
working for his competitors,

trying to steal information
on the zip contract.

That is ridiculous.

Yeah, but is it, though?

I heard you on the phone earlier.

It sounded like you were up to something.

Well, I do have a secret, yes.

But it's not espionage.

It's certainly not murder.

They're opening a museum
of prestards in Slough.

They have asked me to
help curate the exhibition.

Wow, that sounds... thrilling.

So that's what all the
lunchtime meetings were about?

I couldn't say anything to Rick.

He would not have let me do it.

Look, I lied before.

Rick was not a good man or boss.

He was vindictive, especially
when it came to business.

Jax!

I've been looking everywhere for you.
Where have you been?

Just a late lunch. How can I help?

I wanted to thank you.

Your new zip design is a real game
changer, so we're fast-tracking production.

That is great news.

It is, it is, it is, it is.

So I'm going to close down the
factory, move production overseas.

It's going to save us a fortune.

And...

it's all thanks to you.

People think I'm strange. I know this.

But to me, a well-made zip or clasp

is the perfect marriage
of design and functionality.

The old Mr. Young, he shared my passion.

That is why we got on so well.

But Rick,

he did not care
about tradition or craftsmanship.

All he cared about was profit.

He would have had us make
inferior, mass-produced rubbish.

Did Sly know about the factory closure?

Well, of course.

He's head of manufacturing.

Have you seen Sly?

I thought he might need this,
but he's not that generator.

He's probably gone back
to his room for something.

Wait. His room!

No!

You stay away from my partner!

What are you doing, Frank?

I'm saving you.

What?

Oh, Frank, that's really sweet.

What were you going to do with that?

Sly was just showing me
pictures of his little daughters.

Oh, six and three?

Yeah, and he's got
another one due next week.

Oh, they're my world.

I was just explaining to Lou.

That's why I've been a bit stressed.

I'm terrified the missus is
going to go into labour early.

No.

Oh, yeah. Had to come clean,
tell him who we really were,

because he caught me
going through his smalls.

So your bad mood wasn't because
Rick was closing the factory town?

- What?
- Well, that too.

Do you know how many good
people he's putting out of work?

- Including you?
- No.

No, no, no, no. He had a
worse punishment in store for me.

You want me to tell the staff
about the closure, but...

I've known those guys most of my life.

Exactly. You know them best.

Besides, I'm more of
a big-bitcher strategist.

I don't concern myself
with the minor details.

- Minor details?
- Careful.

It's going to be pretty
hard to justify the head of

manufacturing when that
manufacturing is in China.

I'm really looking for a team player,

someone I can rely on to carry
out what needs to get done.

How's the family, Sly?

Seem to be five, I understand.

What an exciting time
for you and the wife.

Oh, no. I'll speak to the guys on Monday.

That's the spirit.

He knew I couldn't afford to lose my job.

He had you over a barrel.

He's dead, now you're free.

You think I killed him?

If I really wanted to create a lethal
shot, I would have done it properly,

and I wouldn't have blown the phone mast.

If my wife goes into labour, how
is she going to get hold of me?

I've wasted too much time already.

I need to get back to the generator.

Looks like Rick was
more than just an idiot.

Everyone seemed to hate him,
some of them with good reason.

It doesn't help our investigation.

Yeah, maybe we've reached
the end of the line, eh?

Sebastian must have got a
signal on his phone by now.

Kida should be here any minute, right?

The phone. Of course.

Which one's East?

Erm... Eeny, meeny, my... But soft.

What light through yonder window breaks?

It is the East, and Juliet is the sun.

Just call me Errol.

Frank, is this really necessary?

What?

Well, you're interfering with a dead man.

Well, not the first time.
Won't be the last.

You said yourself, Kida
will be here any minute.

I'm not letting that
smug idiot solve this.

We need to find out
what else Rick was hiding.

Oh.

Got it.

The case must have
stopped it getting fried.

Do you, erm...
reckon the face ID might work?

Frank, you are not opening a
phone with a dead man's face.

Let's just ask Alina for the PIN code.

She seems to know everything else.

Yeah, she does, doesn't she?

I think the intruder
deliberately moved the

framed fall taut to obscure
themselves from view.

They knew where the camera was.

Didn't you, Alina?

Oh...

It's not what you think.

It wasn't corporate espionage.

It was corporate manslaughter.

There was an incident when I
worked for Mr Young's oil company.

A steam mop blew up and a customer
ended up dying of their injuries.

Mr Young knew they were potentially
dangerous, but he sold them anyway.

And then his family organised
top lawyers and

he shredded all his
paperwork and deleted all his files.

I bet they paid you a pretty
penny to keep quiet too, eh?

It's been killing me ever since.

You have to understand,

I couldn't go against Mr Young's orders.

I was too scared.

So what changed?

Well... I was contacted by a journalist

who was looking for
information about the accident.

I just had to get them hard evidence.

So I brought some spy software

that reinstated deleted files.

I knew he was at an
industry awards dinner.

I thought I had time.

And now he's dead,

you can get the files at your leisure.

No, no, I was trying to remove
the software before anyone found it.

I wanted justice.

But not like this.

Have you got the details of
this journalist that contacted you?

Lou...

I'm trying.

I've tried my best, but... I
don't think I'm going to make it.

And I, uh... I need to
tell you some things.

I have to face what's coming
with a clear conscience.

I'm the one who always
eats the last biscuit.

I only plant the empty
packets on Lou's desk

because I don't want to
have to buy the next lot.

And... Frank...

I broke your favourite mug.

On purpose.

That had to be done.
It was an affronting of taste.

And Lou...

Dear Lou, I lied when I said
that purple jumpsuit suited you.

You look like a human quality street.

And... There's more.

Something isn't right
about this journalist.

They're too pushy, too emotional.

It's like it's personal to them.

Well, maybe they're not press at all.

Maybe they're a relative of the victim.

Yeah.

What if they just followed
Rick here to kill him?

Maybe they're still
hiding somewhere on site.

Look.

[dog barking] Sebastian?

It was terrifying.
I came this close to death.

I could have given in to starvation.

Or to the elements.

Thank you. I could have been eaten.

Really? What by?

A badger?

You're only gone hour and a half.

Poor Sebastian.

Don't suppose you fancy
trying again, do you?

No? Fine. That's fine.

Yeah, we'll just stay here and
wait for Sly to fix the generator.

It won't take much longer, will it?

Another kid is not going
to be here any time soon.

We've got to solve this one ourselves.

So you think this person who was
contacting Alina is our murderer?

Look at the last message.

I'm taking matters into my own hands.

They do sound like the
words of a would-be killer.

If only we had more than
a stupid username to go on.

1610 Ganymede. Ganymede?

Ganymede, yeah.
It's Jupiter's largest moon.

Is it?

I once played Galileo
in a very well-received

community production
about the Medici family.

I know who he is.

Your private investigators.

And you're at 1610 Ganymede, aren't you?

Named after a famous
astronomer's discovery.

Your dad must have taught
you all about Galileo, right?

You never mentioned how he died,

but we're guessing he was the
customer killed by Rick's faulty product.

Is that why you electrocuted him?

No, I don't know what
you're talking about.

I understand.

My mum died a couple
of years ago, and it's...

Well, you never really
get over it, do you?

And it's obvious that you
really did love him very much.

I mean, you built this whole
centre in his favourite place.

And it must have been so frustrating when
Rick wriggled out of all the charges.

Is that why you contacted Alina?

Yeah, but then she let you down.

She failed to produce the
evidence, didn't she, that you needed?

You must have felt like the only
person you could rely on was yourself.

So you engineered a way for
Rick to come to you, am I right?

I reached out.

I gave him a great deal on a weekend.

I just wanted to
confront him, to have him

admit what he did to
Dad, and to say sorry.

But Rick wasn't the kind of person
to take responsibility for his actions.

No.

You know, you remind
me a lot of myself, Ros.

I'm not afraid to put myself out there,
show the team that I can be hands-on.

It is important to lead by example.

I understand you used
to run your own company

before taking over the family business.

It was world stage
steam products, wasn't it?

Someone's done their homework.

- Well, actually...
- We could have been huge, Ros.

Number one provider of steam-based
cleaning devices in the world.

But we had to fold cos
there's some idiot customer.

Sorry, what?

Yeah, they hurt themselves
on one of our products.

Clearly, they were using it incorrectly.

But we got the blame.

Total witch hunt.

Luckily, the law saw sense.

But it ended up costing us the company.

You know, sometimes, Ros,
there really is no justice in the world.

Let's. Let's talk tactics.

You all right?

There is no justice.

She thought he was the victim.

So you decided to punish him yourself?

I rewired the PA system
during your paintball match.

It was meant to be a small shock.

Non-lethal for other people,
but not for Rick, with his angina.

I wanted it to look like
he had a heart attack.

Clearly, I got the wiring wrong.

Ironic, really. I know I'll be the
one charged with manslaughter.

This wasn't a workplace accident.

You're looking at a murder charge, Ros.

Slides fixed the generator.

Frank! Move!

Where did she come from?

Hey, Frank!

Do it!

Seb, come with me!

Yes, where to?

- Where are we going?
- Come with me!

Come on.

Whoa.

Whoops.

What's going to happen
to the business now?

Old Mr Young is too upset
to come out of retirement.

So...

He's asked Alina to step up.

Turns out he knew she was the one with
the real brains behind the operation.

I'm keeping production in the UK.

And the Youngs are going to
sponsor Jacques' press stud exhibition.

I'm sure I can get you and Frank
some free tickets when it opens.

Mercy be Cooper.

I don't regret it, you know.

Save it for the formal
statement, Mrs Shepherd.

I want a processed and ready for
an interview as soon as we get back.

Yes, sir.

What's this I hear about you
on the back of a Segway, Frank?

I would have loved to have seen that.

Oh, Seb, that would have meant
you being here, actually doing your job.

Instead of leaving us to do it again.

I think I preferred it when you
guys were working separately.

It was a lot less hassle for me.

How did you know what Lou had in
mind before with the tug of war rope?

Oh, he might get on my
nerves most of the time.

But when it matters,
we've got each other's back.

Aww.

Yeah, well, I think we decided
that it was a waste of time

blaming each other for
petty grievances in the office.

Hmm.

We should be blaming you.

Yeah, as soon as I got my phone signal
back, an interesting video came through.

I can explain.

I wore that jumpsuit
to my cousin's wedding.

Well...

Do you think we should go after it?

No, it will reach the
nearest village eventually.

Unless, of course, it
gets eaten by a badger.

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