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But it was when he
checked the hole again,

metal detector
gave another beep,

that Kevin Beale's fortune
was about to change.

Well, he's here with us now.

Kevin, what happened next?

Uh, well, I dug down again
and found a gold coin, Roman.

It was very exciting.

And it didn't end there, did it?

No, it didn't, Chris.

Um, I checked the hole again

and another beep,
another gold coin.

Fantastic.

Well, I can tell you that, in
fact, Kevin ended up unearthing

350 silver and gold Roman coins

worth in the region
of a million pounds.

What's happening to the money?

Well, the British Museum
uh, bought... bought the coins,

and then I'm splitting it with
myself and the landowner.

Now, am I right in thinking
that you're very, very new

to this hobby of
metal detecting?

Yes, indeed, yes.

It's actually only the
second time I've been out.

I would imagine after this

you're pretty hooked on it all.

Absolutely, yes.

Really got the bug.

Before you go, I
must ask you this...

Is it true that when
metal detectors find gold,

they do a bit of a
celebratory gold dance?

Yes. Yes, they do, yes.

It'd be great if
we could see it.

Can you do it?

Uh, I don't... I don't think so.

All right, okay. Well,
maybe another time.

Thank you very much,
Kevin. Back to the studio.

Chris Peaswell there.

Well, after the news we'll be...

Fucking bastard.

♪ Will you search through
the lonely earth for me ♪

♪ Climb through the
briar and bramble? ♪

♪ I'll be your treasure ♪

♪ I'm waiting for you ♪

♪ I'm waiting for you ♪

I haven't been to a
job interview in years.

In fact, I've never
been to a job interview.

I suppose I should
just be myself.

You joking?

Don't do that, mate.
That won't help.

Who shall I be, then?

Someone else. Someone better.

Cheers.

Try to be a bit more...

What's that?

Sparky.

A bit less...

What's that?

Morose.

Bloody hell. It's
gonna be a disaster.

Told you Becky's handed
in her notice at work?

Three times.

If I don't get this job,
we'll be homeless.

We'll have to move
in with her mum.

That'll be nice. That's
bound to go smoothly.

I know.

So you been doing
any reading up?

As much as I can. There's
not much information out there.

Well, they play a lot
of bridge in Botswana.

Apparently a national sport.

Right, well, that's useful.
That'll come in handy.

And there's a big
death-metal scene.

Mention the band Crackdust.

Right, so bridge and Crackdust.

Job's yours.

You seen Kate?

No.

Coming to the flat on Wednesday.

Big day.

What you worried about?

Well, she'll be seeing me in
my natural habitat, won't she?

The real me. Want to
make a good impression.

Hide the signed
Linda Lusardi photo.

It's already gone.

Can't believe you've
got a grown-up daughter.

Does she call you Lance or Dad?

Well, she's skillfully avoided
calling me anything up to now.

Obviously I'd like
her to call me Dad,

but you know, I've got
to give her her space.

I can't imagine it, out
of the blue like that.

Well, it's not out
the blue for me, is it?

I've been thinking about
this for the last 20 years,

how it'll pan out, good or bad.

Just hope it's one of the good
ones and I don't muck it up.

What you got?

Some sort of brooch.

Mm.

Nice condition.

It's got the enameling and
the original pin on the back.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Hang on. There's an inscription.

In Latin!

What's it say?

Status Quo.

Did you see that guy who found
a Roman hoard in Warwickshire?

- No.
- Million pounds, they reckon.

Whatever.

And it was his
first time detecting.

Second. Whatever.

You did see it!

Are you jealous?

No. Why should I be?

You are. You're jealous.

God, I can't stand it when
other people find good things.

Can't turn on the
news these days

without hearing somebody
else has stumbled upon

a hoard of ancient treasure.

Some of them
aren't even looking.

Everyone else is sliding
around in Roman coins.

I can't even watch
"Time Team" anymore

because I'm jealous of them.

Well, you'd be safe in Africa.

They don't have "Time
Team" in Botswana.

I need to get the job first.

To be honest,
Becks, I'm bricking it.

You'll be fine.

And if I'm not?

Maybe I can retract my
notice and carry on working.

They'll probably just
ask you about your CV

and see if you've
got any questions.

I don't have a CV.

Oh. I wrote you a CV.

Did you?

Yeah. So you might want to
make yourself familiar with that.

I can't ride a horse.

Well, they're not gonna ask
you to ride a horse, are they?

They're not gonna
have a horse with them.

Why did you put I
could ride a horse?

Forget about the horse.

And this paleontology course I
attended on the Jurassic Coast?

- Yeah?
- It wasn't so much a course.

- You got qualifications.
- It was a badge.

- You learned a lot.
- For Cubs.

Well, to be honest,
I was struggling.

Oh, well, I'm feeling so
much better about this now.

Relax. You'll be great.

No, I'm all right.

I'm gonna give it my
best shot. For all of us.

I've heard you talk so
passionately about archaeology.

They will see that
passion if you let them,

and I'm sure that'll make up
for your lack of experience.

Yeah, definitely.

You're so ready for
something like this, Andy.

We both are.

It's time to make decisions,
get our lives kick-started,

to really grab
life by the horns!

Don't you think?

Andy?

- Yeah?
- Are you listening?

Sorry.

I can't decide whether
to wash the salad or not.

Do you think I should
wash the salad?

Do you know what?

That's a decision you're
gonna have to make for yourself.

Pardon?

Was that a yes or no?

I'm sentimental
about it, yes. We're...

How's your tea?

- Really horrible.
- Yeah?

Really horrible.

It's got a flavor I can't
quite put my finger on.

I can't describe it.

Sorry. It's the kettle.

- I use it for...
- Please don't tell me.

I was thinking about those
guys that came into the pub.

- Dirt Sharks.
- Yeah?

What do you think
they were after?

Do you think they
know something?

No, they're idiots.
They're just being nosy.

I was wondering if I
should go see them.

Honestly, they're
always hanging about.

They're just afraid they're
missing out on something.

Yeah, but I feel a bit rude.
Wouldn't mind to say sorry.

Do you know how I can call them?

No.

But they meet at the
WI on a Thursday night.

You've got a detector?

Yeah, I got one secondhand.

It's a really good one.

Yeah, got a good deal.

Do you know how to use it?

I'll figure it out.

So, what are you gonna
do once you find the plane?

You gonna go home?

Well, no.

Actually I was thinking
of taking the detector

on a tour of duty.

- Where?
- Don't know.

Just drive around, maybe
visit some historic sites.

Oh, that sounds nice.

Come with me.

Really?

You got plans for the summer?

Not really.

Come with me, then?

Okay.

No, you give it to him.

You found it. I'm
not touching it.

I'm not very good
with authority figures.

The mayor has no authority

unless he's wearing
his necklace,

so don't hand that over
till he gives you permission

to detect on his land.

We're doing this for the
club. We're on a mission.

I can't get the image of
the mayor out of my head.

In the woods.

I know. Try not
to think about it.

Try to imagine
him fully clothed.

Yes?

Um, hello, sir.

Uh, we're... We're
the detectorists.

The what?

Metal detectors. We
found your necklace.

It's called a chain of office.
You took your bloody time.

Is it all there?

Uh, it might need some fixing.

I think some of the
links are broken.

It must have been flung
off with quite some abandon.

It got caught on a branch.

That's right.

Good.

Well, I'll phone Terry
about the reward.

Actually, Your Worship,
instead of a reward,

we were wondering whether or not

you might grant us permission
to detect on your land.

No. Absolutely not.
Out of the question.

Oh.

No, nothing to
find there. No, no.

Well, we won't take up
any more of your time.

Good.

Oh, there's just one more thing.

What?

Well, it's just that the local
papers have been in contact,

asking if we have
any interesting stories,

and we thought they'd
be very interested

to hear about your necklace
and where you lost it.

Could get a lot of attention,

or it could go global.

Or make the local TV news.

Terry said they
like a quirky story.

Especially one
with a happy ending.

So to speak.

I see.

What, Terry's idea, was this?

Always knew Terry was bent.

Even when he was in the force,

he didn't play by
the rules, and this...

There is a word for this.

Is there?

Mm.

Fine. Have your permission.

I know what you're up to.
I've been warned about you.

Have you?

But he's one step
ahead of you, you know?

Who is?

Well, thank you.

You might want
to give that a wipe.

Hello. I've got an
interview at 10:30.

Andrew Stone.

They're running about
half an hour behind.

Are you okay to wait?

- Yeah, sure.
- Take a seat.

Thank you.

I'm just gonna
get some fresh air.

Okay.

Morning.

- Andrew Stone?
- Yes.

Sorry to keep you waiting.
Do you want to come through?

Come in, come in.

I'm Robert Kingsnorth,

and this is Dr. Tendai from
the University of Gaborone.

Have a seat.

Dr. Tendai is overseeing the
excavations at Toutswemogala.

Right, yes.

Is there another...

Uh, no, that's it, I'm afraid.

Right.

- Newly qualified, I see.
- Yes.

Not much
experience in the field.

No, not yet.

Right.

How much do you
know about Botswana?

Um...

I believe that bridge
is very popular.

The card game.

I-I meant archaeology
in Botswana.

Yes.

Sounds fascinating.

What does?

Archaeology.

Yes.

How much have you
studied the Iron Age?

Uh, well, I wrote a thesis
on the Stirling hoard.

Stirling hoard? The gold torcs?

That's right, yeah.

- Found by a metal detector.
- Yes.

What are you views
on metal detectors?

Um, I think as long as

they stick to a strict
code of conduct,

then metal detectors...
People using metal detectors...

Provide a valuable service
and recover a lot of archaeology

that would otherwise
be lost to the plow.

I mean, the hobbyists
get a very bad press,

but the vast majority

are law-abiding
experts in their fields

and absolutely
passionate about history.

You're not a metal
detector, are you, Mr. Stone?

Detectorist?

No.

Oh, God, and then I asked
him if he was into death metal.

Curse Lance and
his pub-quiz trivia.

I know. But, baby, it was awful.

When I shook their
hands at the end,

they recoiled because mine
was so cold and clammy.

I mean, they
physically recoiled.

Hang on, Becks.
Hang on a second.

- Dr. Tendai?
- Yes?

Um, sorry, I just wanted to say

I wasn't picking
up cigarette butts.

Excuse me?

Earlier when you saw me,

I wasn't picking
up cigarette butts.

Oh.

Clay pipes.

Pardon?

I... I saw some bits of
clay pipe in the flowerbed.

What are they?

Uh, broken bits of pipe,

you know, that
people used to smoke.

How old are they?

Uh, well, these
ones are Victorian,

but that's one's early 18th,
maybe late 17th century.

Mm. How can you tell?

The older ones are thicker and
they had a much smaller bulb

because tobacco
was so expensive.

Okay.

And you found these just here?

Yeah, just, yeah.

Can I keep these?

Yeah.

Thanks. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Oh!

What was the name of
the band you said you like?

Crackdust.

Crackdust.

Hmm. I'll check them out.

Oh, God!

A maverick, yeah?

He didn't actually use
the word "maverick," no.

He said you never
did play by the rules.

Yeah, he's basically
saying I was a maverick.

Sometimes you've got to
throw away the rule book

and go with a hunch.

I wasn't in the business of
bureaucracy and red tape.

I was in the business
of catching criminals.

That was back when
I had my Cortina.

Eh, Sheila?

What's that, love?

The old Cortina.

Oh, yes.

And your leather jacket.

Right.

I don't know how
many of you heard that,

but, um, we've got
some good news.

Thanks to the brave
efforts of Russell and Hugh,

we now have permission to
detect on the mayor's land.

Whoa. Has that land ever
been searched before?

Never. Virgin land.

- How many acres?
- 500.

Get in!

So the rally's on?

Can't think of any
reason why not.

Well, hang on. Aren't
we forgetting something?

This was about finding Peter's
grandfather and the crash site.

Well, it's funny you
should mention that.

Has anyone seen Peter?

Yeah, I saw him this morning.

Heh heh.

Is he coming this evening?

Said he was.

Because I have in my
hand a piece of paper

that needs some explaining.

What's that, Tel Boy?

This is the license to
excavate the crash site

from the Ministry of Defence.

- Bloody hell, that was quick.
- Exactly.

Why?

Because they have got
a full record of the crash,

and there is no mention of any
human remains being on board.

What, it's already
been excavated?

No. No one's touched the plane.

There was no need.

The crewmen all
parachuted to safety

and were captured two days later

trying to steal a boat from
South Woodham Ferrers.

So, what I want to know is...

- What's he up to?
- What's he looking for?

Gold.

What's that, Varde?

Well, there's always
rumors on the Internet,

conspiracy theories, most of
which are completely spurious,

but one persistent story
is of a German bomber

carrying gold bullion

that's supposed to have
crashed in Essex in 1941.

There's no real evidence
that it ever existed,

but the more the
theories are repeated,

the more credence they have...

Yeah, all right, Varde. Let
someone else get a word in.

Who else has heard
this gold-bullion story?

So hang on. Is he lying?

Is he a treasure hunter?

No! It's rubbish.

Varde just said it's
completely untrue.

No. She didn't
say it was untrue.

She said there was
no real evidence.

Didn't you, Varde?

You lot are obsessed with gold.

Here we go.

Come to think of it,

the mayor was
acting suspiciously,

like he knew
something we didn't.

So is that it?

Are we being taken for a ride?

Um, hello.

So...

You don't want us to disturb
your grandfather, do you?

What's that, Terry?

Your grandfather. Want
him to be left in peace.

Yes, that's right.

Why is that? You
watching the telly?

Sorry, I...

I don't think he knows, Terry.

What, a spot of Sudoku,
doesn't want to be disturbed?

What are you talking about?

Terry, I don't think he knows.

- What?
- Knows what?

That your grandfather
didn't die in the plane crash?

What?

Oh. Okay.

Well, um...

Congratulations.

Your grandfather isn't dead.

Well, of course,
he may be by now.

But he didn't perish
in an air crash.

Not this one, anyway.

This is a cause for celebration.

Oh, is it, Sheila?

Anybody else in
the mood for a party?

This isn't necessarily
good news for me.

If my grandfather
survived the war,

that means he made
the conscious decision

not to come home to his family.

Oh. Yeah. Right.

Didn't think of that.

Mm.

Anyway, means we
can dig up the plane now.

For the rally.

Peter, he didn't realize.

I know, I know, God.

But I came asking for help,

and he's turning it
into some stupid circus.

He didn't know he was
gonna discover that.

I know, but I need to figure
out what I want to do, okay?

I need to think.

Well, do you want me to come?

No, I'll call.

You're a what?

A detectorist.

Are you on some
sort of register?

Oh, no. It's a hobby.

We go out looking
for... for metals.

Buried metals.

- Gold and stuff.
- Treasure.

Well, we wouldn't
put it like that.

Pirate treasure.

Not pirate treasure, no.

Have you found any?

- What, gold?
- Yeah.

No.

Okay, what's the best
thing you have found?

Uh, let's, um...

Why don't we...

I've got a surprise for you.

Been meaning to give you this.

I bought it for you
when you were born.

Well, when I... When I
thought you were born.

It's a bit late. I've
been saving it.

Ohh.

Thank you.

I think you might have
appreciated it more back then.

No!

No. I like it. Thanks.

And here, this is for... For
Christmas that same year.

It's not much. I
was a bit skint.

Wow.

Oh!

I just can't believe you've
saved them all these years.

O-Oh, that's not it.

Um...

Here's...

This is for your first birthday,
and this is for your second.

And, uh...

This is for Christmas
those years.

- And here...
- Okay, uh...

this is for your third birthday.

Lance, okay, slow
down a bit. Lance.

- And here's your...
- Lance, wait, wait.

Uh, you've bought me

a birthday and a Christmas
present every year.

Yes.

That... That's over 40 presents.

Yes.

Lance, this is amazing,
but I'm freaking out a bit.

What do you mean?

I... Uhh, I don't think
I even own 40 things.

Oh! Fine.

Uh, well, open this at least.

The presents can wait.

What is it?

Open it.

It's your child maintenance.

I put it aside every
month till you were 18.

It's been gathering
interest ever since.

I can't accept that.

What do you mean?
No, it's yours already.

It's always been yours.

I'm not giving you anything
you didn't already own.

- You just didn't know about it.
- No, Lance, I just...

- No, no, call me Dad.
- No!

I can't yet. I'm sorry.

Um, this is all just a bit
much. I'm gonna go. I'm sorry.

No, no, you don't have to...
You're not supposed to go yet.

No, but...

I've got all the, uh...

Postman's coming.

You might hear
about that job today.

Yeah, I wouldn't
hold your breath.

Should've seen the beards
on the other applicants.

A beard and B.O. doth
not an archaeologist make.

Sure goes a long way
towards fitting in, though.

Is that it?

No.

It's a
magazine-subscription thing.

Have a nice day with Daddy.
Say hello to Uncle Lance.

Don't listen to
any of their bullshit.

We don't talk bullshit.

Yes, you do.

We talk about all manner
of philosophical issues.

Arts, religion,
science, you name it.

Life.

You hear about old Rod McClin?

What about him?

- Dead, mate.
- How?

Fell in a vat of boiling soup.

What?

Well, he was working
over at Billingsgate Foods,

in charge of the soup, fell in.

Bloody hell.

Oh, I know. Grim.

Do you know what flavor?

Don't know.

For some reason
I'm imagining tomato.

Yeah. Me too.

Ah, he was a legend, Rod McClin.

Didn't people say he
had metal-detector shoes

so he was constantly detecting?

Heh. There's lots of
stories about old Rod.

Yeah, he used to go
detecting at the end of each day

for loose change on
Wimbledon Common.

What?

Wimbledon Common.

What about it?

Well, it's not real.

Not real?

No, it's fictitious. It's made
up for "The Wombles."

No, it wasn't.

Yes, it was.

♪ Underground,
overground, wombling free ♪

No, no.

I know the Wombles lived there,

but that doesn't mean
it's not a real place.

You believe in Wombles?

Course I don't.

Look, the fictitious
Wombles lived fictitiously

on the real-life
Wimbledon Common.

Really?

Google it.

No signal.

Google it later.