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Top job, sir. Thank you.

Vinnie is the best barber in Sainte Victoire.

Master of his craft. I can tell.

Dom's feeling a bit down, so I brought him in for a pamper.

I'm sat right here, Jeremy. My folks used to do that.

Sorry? Speak about each other as if they were invisible.

No, no, we're just good friends.

It's all right, you don't have to explain yourself.

So, do you live round here? No, a few villages down the coast.

I'm from Bermondsey originally, but been here for years. You?

Er, yeah, we both do.

Yeah, we're not together.

No, no, not together. I'm Dom. Er, this is my lover, Jeremy.

Oh, very funny.

I'm Jovan. This is my boy, Freddie.

Ah. We're in Sainte Victoire to sell some old jewellery,

heard this is the best place.

Oh, it certainly is. What are you selling?

This.

Here you go.

Have a pipe at this.

Ooh. Wow. Is that real?

I don't know. That's what I need to find out.

It is truly beautiful.

It certainly is. I reckon it's worth a few quid.

Where'd you get it? Well, now, that would be telling.

Well, you need to see our friend Jean, she'll get rid of it for you.

I need a proper dealer, mind. She is. She's the best.

Dom, give her a call now.

Oh, I've not spoken to her for a bit. She's been busy with stuff.

All right, all right.

Well, just give him one of her cards.

I don't have her card on me.

Well, of course you got cards, you keep them in your wallet.

You've always got loads of them. Come on.

Oh, there's one.

Cheers, gents. Much appreciated.

Now, where did I put my keys?

How did you...?

Gets it from me. Come on.

Oh, er, Vinnie,

yes, before I forget, has my Fawcett's pomade arrived?

I'm down to my last little bit.

Tomorrow morning, I'm afraid. I'll message you when it arrives.

Right, yeah. Ooh. Oh, Vinnie, can you come here, please?

Is this hot follicle treatment over yet?

It's really beginning to chafe.

Ah, there, yes. Ah.

Good grief, Jeremy, are you not ready yet?

We have dinner with the Mayor at seven.

Hello, darling. Hello.

Oh, hello, Dominic.

Look at you, getting all beautified.

Yeah, only came in for a trim.

What on earth is taking so long?

I just want to look my best for you, my love.

Any chance of a vodka, Vinnie?

You're staying close to me, my lovely.

Freddie, shall we go for pizza or crepes?

Pizza, Daddy, please.

Pizza it is. Right, let's see what we can find, eh?

All right, we've got...

Right, that's a kilometre down the road.

GRUNTS

I haven't got anything!

GRUNTING, GROANING

Papa! Papa!

IN FRENCH:

# Do you remember the first time

# That my eyes set on you?

# Your smile came from nowhere

# For sometime never Or sometime soon

# The road is a long one

# I was only passing through

# I was only passing through. #

The circus is in his blood.

His great-granddad could ride a bike.

Oh.

Oh, Douglas? Mm.

Really?

When I got him, me and Dom taught him loads of tricks.

Shake a paw, sit, prance.

Prance? Dom taught him to trot on his hind legs. Watch.

Prance, Douglas, prance.

Oh, his arthritis must be playing up.

I haven't seen Dom in a while. Been a bit flaky.

Not like him.

You seen him?

No, no. Not recently. No, no.

PHONE RINGS

Oh. I'm sorry, I've got to take this.

Of course, love.

Hello?

Right. Yeah, I'll be there ASAP.

Gloria, could you give me a lift to the hospital?

It's quite urgent.

Oh, I can't, love. I've had too many of these.

Patrick got some peach schnapps in.

Now my mouth tastes like every fun pub I knew in the '80s.

THEY CHUCKLE

Can't see it catching on round here.

Oh. Oh, hello, stranger.

We were just talking about you. Oh, were you?

Yeah, I was telling Jean how you've been

an international man of mystery recently, nowhere to be found.

Don't be daft.

Well, you're here now, and lucky for you, your timing's brilliant.

Jean needs an urgent lift to the hospital.

Oh. Are you OK?

Yeah, no, I'm fine. It's just Caron needs me there.

Oh. All right.

'Ey, proper kismet, this, isn't it, you turning up like this?

Well, if I can help, you know...

Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.

Ah, just me and you, kid.

Another peach schnapps won't hurt, will it?

So... how've you been?

Fine.

Er, Claudie OK?

Yeah, yeah. She's just been promoted.

Oh, Dom, that's wonderful!

You must be thrilled. Yeah.

Yeah, I am, yeah. Really thrilled.

Well, let's go in, then.

You want me to come in with you?

Well, you're here now, aren't you? You may as well.

Hiya. I came as fast as I could.

Thank you, Jean. Dom. Hiya.

So, what's happened?

The man in this room has been stabbed

with what we believe to be a stiletto knife.

Oh, wow. A what?

Oh, it's, erm, a pencil-thin flick knife

originally created in Italy in the late Middle Ages.

And it was to get through the chainmail armour

of marauding knights.

Well, you said wow. Hm.

All his vital organs are still mainly intact,

so he has a fighting chance.

Well, that's good. So, why am I here?

He had your business card on him.

I thought maybe you would recognise him.

Oh.

MACHINE BEEPING RHYTHMICALLY

Erm...

I've never seen him before in my life.

He apparently has no other relatives apart from his dad,

so I'm just waiting for a social worker

to stay with him here overnight.

I think I know where this bloke got your card from.

His name's Jovan. I gave him your card in the barber's earlier.

He wanted to sell a bird jewellery thing he had on him,

and Jeremy said he should go to you to help flog it.

A bird jewellery thing?

Yeah. I mean, you must have found it on him?

It's a proper sparkly thing.

We have found nothing. But...

..we have recently received some information that could be linked.

Oh. Yes.

There's been a huge jewel robbery

at an exhibition across the Spanish border in Pamplona.

Based on the Dove of Peace.

Interpol have put feelers out everywhere.

Oh, and you think this fella might be part of the gang?

Maybe he took a little souvenir that he shouldn't have,

and they want it back.

Oh.

Dom, do you mind going back to the station with me

to identify what you saw?

No, no, not at all.

I only saw it for a few seconds, though.

Jean, your expertise would be useful for the identification also.

Yeah, of course.

I will wait here with the boy until social services arrive.

Erm, Freddie.

Pardon? The little lad's name is Freddie.

Merci.

Oh. Right, that's us.

Thanks for the schnapps, love.

Are you sure I can't tempt you with another?

There's plenty more where that came from.

I've got to be honest, Patrick,

I just can't quite make my mind up about this drink.

What do you mean?

It reminds me of those alcopops in the '90s.

Oh, I remember them. Bloody dangerous.

Yeah. One minute, you're sipping

what tastes like lemonade at a festival,

next minute, you're waking up on a mate's futon,

and you've missed three days' work.

Well, I'm sticking with it. It'll catch on, believe me.

Oi! Hands off! Shut your mouth, woman.

Right, that's it, Otto, that's your final warning.

Get out and stay out.

IN FRENCH:

Oh, come on, Otto, give me a break.

We all know your mother's from Birmingham. Out.

And everyone knows you're just an old jailbird.

You will regret this, Patrick Hayes, big time.

Like the man said, get out.

Get your hands off me.

And nobody throws Otto Moncrief out of anywhere. Go!

At last. Well done, Patrick.

This man, Otto, he's a pest to all women.

Dom, it might be easier if you sit next to me.

Oh, erm, right.

Jean, you will have to stand.

Interpol sent us images of all the items stolen

during the Pamplona robbery.

Oh, look at the lapidary on that.

I beg your pardon?

It's the art of gemstone cutting.

It comes from the Old French word lapidaire,

meaning one skilled in working with precious stones.

Mm.

Mm.

Oh!

That's it, I think.

Are you sure?

I can't be absolutely sure cos I only saw it for a few seconds,

but, yeah, that looks like the thing he had on him. Proper sparkly.

Oh, it's an 18th century classic Saint Esprit dove.

Very, very popular over here. Value?

I'd say between three and a half and 4,000 euros.

You're joking.

He had it wrapped in a bit of old cloth.

So, this exhibition,

it was all different versions of the Saint Esprit?

Yes, but this is the biggest lead we've had.

I will inform Interpol.

Thank you for your help, Dom.

Oh, well, I mean, I just pointed it out.

Jean... Jean knew what it was, I...

I will call you in the morning if there's any progress.

Right. Right.

Well, I'm glad I'm on the right side of her, I'll tell you that.

You've always been on the right side of her.

She's your biggest fan. And a damn good copper.

Yeah, I know she is.

So, erm... how have you been?

Yeah, all right. Yeah, great.

Did you end up selling that Waterloo painting for Glo?

Yeah. Yeah, I did, actually, to a couple from Surrey.

Good job, cos Glo had spent the money

before the ink was dry on the receipt.

Yeah, she loves to shop, does our Glo.

Yeah. Mm.

Well, anyway, I better... What about, erm, Charlie and Simone?

They all right? Yeah, yeah. They're great.

They're on, erm...

They're on holiday in Cyprus at the moment, yeah.

Oh. Lovely.

Yeah. It's amazing how well it's turned out for them after...

..all that trouble they went through.

Mm. The old place hasn't changed much, has it?

Well, what exactly did you expect after three weeks?

Three weeks, one day,

and approximately seven hours, actually.

Look, Jean...

I just wanted to say, I...

I never meant to... PHONE RINGS

Sorry.

It's Claudie.

You better answer it. Yeah. I...

Yeah. See you, Dom.

See you, Jean.

Hello, darling. How are you?

Good morning, Vinnie. Good morning, Caron.

I've postponed appointments for half an hour.

Thank you. How is Jovan?

Still stable. That's something.

This is my colleague, Jean White. She's helping me with the enquiries.

Bonjour. Bonjour.

So, a few questions.

Was Jovan a regular customer?

Sort of. Maybe a few times a year.

He's a bit of a "wide boy", ex-pat Brit,

always trying to sell something to my customers.

Was it always jewellery? No.

Anything. I had to put a stop to it once

when he opened a bag with loads of shirts

with the electric tags still on them.

Oh. Proper old school.

It is understood he had something very different on him this time.

The bird.

You saw it? Yeah. He showed it to us.

It was beautiful.

The wings looked like they were real diamonds.

What makes you think they were real diamonds?

The stones were almost transparent.

Mm.

So you know your precious stones, then, Vinnie?

You can't help but pick up the odd antique term

living in Sainte Victoire.

Everyone's an expert, eh?

Yeah, yeah. Very true.

Unfortunately, we did not find it on him.

We assume that's why he was assaulted in the first place.

Right.

Do you know which village Jovan is from?

I'm not sure.

But I do know he's a single parent to his boy, Freddie.

He's always with him.

To be honest, it used to worry me.

What, Jovan being a single parent?

No. The boy always being with him.

I'd say, "Shouldn't that boy be in school?"

And he would say, "He goes to the school of life."

No replacement for a good education. Exactly.

That will be all for now. Thank you, Vinnie.

Anything I can do to help.

Goodbye. Bye.

Jovan is obviously on the wrong side of the law.

So you do think he's involved in the jewel robbery?

Potentially. Pamplona is not that far away, just across the border.

I will need to question him the moment he wakes up.

If he wakes up.

If he doesn't, then it becomes a very different crime.

HE CHUCKLES

It says here there's been a hosepipe ban at home again.

That must be driving them all mad.

Home? Darling, we've been here for nearly 40 years.

England is hardly home now, is it?

I think I would crash the car if I had to drive on the left again.

It's always home.

There's some corner in a foreign field...

Do give it a rest, darling. Who are you trying to kid?

Last time we went home, you moved the flights forward,

so we had to fly back two days early,

and I wanted to pop into Harrods.

I find this rather therapeutic, you know.

What's that, darling? Origami.

Oh! I believe you were barred yesterday

by our landlord, Otto Moncrief.

I kindly ask you to go away.

You mean your ex-landlord?

What on earth are you talking about, man?

I have here the papers to revoke his licence.

How dare you?

Patrick has a licence stamped by the Mayor herself.

Otto, please leave, or I'll call the police.

Call away.

But I just wanted to let you know

you are not the landlord here any more.

I think you'd better leave, pal.

Your licence has been revoked because Mr and Mrs Lloyd-James here

did not declare your prison record when they applied.

So it looks like you're out of a job.

Such a shame.

Did... Did he declare his record?

I didn't think it would matter.

Who we employ is our decision, isn't it? No.

Not in this district of France. Madame.

Monsieur. Au revoir.

Ciao.

Right, if that's how he wants to play it...

Follow me, everyone. Er...

It's an absolute travesty. Surely, he can't do this.

I was very upfront about my prison record.

He was, honestly. One at a time, please.

Show me the documents.

I don't shout about my time inside, but I'm not ashamed of it.

I learnt a lot.

Made me the man I am today.

We may not have been that transparent

with this part of Patrick's past.

It didn't cross my mind to mention it.

The man's done his time.

Yes, you've had your licence revoked.

And under local law, it is pretty watertight.

Hang on a minute.

How on earth has he managed to do this so quickly?

Otto Moncrief is a creep, but he has friends in high places,

and he has always managed to stay just on the right side of the law.

How very vindictive of him.

I'm so sorry, Patrick.

I will keep these papers and see if there's anything I can do,

but it isn't looking good.

Merci.

We will need to question him when he has been checked.

It is becoming increasingly obvious that Jovan is a thief.

It certainly looks that way.

The term "wide boy",

is that a British way of saying he was a criminal?

Yeah, but a petty one.

But a criminal nevertheless. OK.

When he wakes, we will caution him and get to the bottom of this.

What if he ends up in prison?

That poor little boy.

His dad is all he's got in the world.

Popped a brandy in it for the shock.

I got here as quick as I could. Yeah, I texted her.

How are you doing? I'm all right.

VOICE BREAKING: I had such a lovely time here.

You're going nowhere. It's a disgrace.

We can't go back to the bad old days before Patrick.

We're terrible at this, Patrick.

It'll take an age to find someone like you.

Er, I'm not sure Patrick's that thrilled

about losing his job either, guys.

PATRICK: Oh, it happens every time, no matter what I do.

No matter how far I travel.

What does?

The past catches up on me.

I really thought I was meant to be here.

I thought, "Oh, this is my second chance."

HE SIGHS Clearly, it wasn't.

Well, can't you just stay on behind the bar?

Patrick, please? Same pay. Just until we sort things out.

Yeah, I'll stay till you get someone else, Jeremy.

But... I've been here before.

As soon as people find out...

PUFFS LIPS ..that's it.

I'll be back.

IN FRENCH:

Bye. Ciao, ciao.

Yeah, all right, Gloria, I'm coming.

Right.

I'm just nipping to La Couronne.

Gloria's outside. Something's happened with Patrick.

She's in a terrible tizz.

Of course. Right.

PHONE VIBRATES

Jean, can you stay for a moment? It's Pamplona.

IN SPANISH:

W-What's happened? That was the Pamplona police.

The entire Saint Esprit dove collection has been found.

All of it? Yes, every last item.

It was an inside job, and the culprit has been arrested.

So what was Jovan carrying, that he nearly died for?

I have no idea.

Dom identified it. It doesn't make sense.

He identified something.

Obviously, it wasn't that.

Let me think. Hm...

Oh. And you speak Spanish?

Si.

Kept that quiet.

Honestly, Jane, brace yourself.

Patrick looks like a kicked puppy.

I'm surprised Dom didn't text you first.

Well, he knows what good mates you and Patrick are, doesn't he?

He's gonna be devastated.

Since Claudette left, he's loved having Patrick around.

I know.

He's gonna have no family there at all.

Oh, don't worry, love. He's got us.

We're practically family, aren't we? He's Saint Victoire family.

Yeah, course we are.

It's just not fair.

Patrick's done his time, he should be allowed to move on.

What did he do time for?

Embezzlement.

Oh.

He told me when we were having a Floyd night.

Aw, is Patrick teaching you to cook?

What? Keith Floyd, the chef?

No, Pink Floyd, the band. Oh.

I shouldn't really say this, but Dark Side Of The Moon

certainly brought out the darker side of Patrick's memories.

Oh, I see. Mm.

But that shouldn't affect what he's doing now.

He's completely turned the pub around, it's never been as busy. Mm.

You are right.

And when you know better, you do better.

And that is exactly what Patrick's done.

Apart from the music box. What?

Oh, maybe I shouldn't say, but...

you know when Celine's music box went missing

at Christmas before last? Yeah.

Patrick took it.

You're joking. Mm.

Archie, his grandson, made him put it back.

How do you know?

Well, Archie told Dom, and Dom told me.

But he put it back, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Anyway, the person I'm worried about most is Dom. Come on. Yeah.

Now, you listen to me, young lady.

It was absolutely not your fault.

That man made a choice to behave badly,

and I will not have that sort of predatory behaviour on my premises.

The days when a man could pinch a woman's behind

just because he felt like it are gone.

But... Things have changed.

SIGHS I've made some sandwiches.

Well, some things have.

I've told Jean everything. Eh?

Oh, hiya. Hiya.

Are you all right? No, no. I'm gutted.

Not as gutted as Patrick is.

What's wrong with Jane?

Oh, she somehow thinks she's to blame

for Uncle Patrick losing his job.

No way. Otto's to blame, no-one else.

BOTH: Exactly.

Do you want a hand, Uncle Patrick?

What? Oh, no, no, no, I'm fine.

There must be something we can do.

JUDITH: Right, that's it. No more pots of tea.

I think we could all do with a stiff drink.

Wait... No, no, Jane, you sit there.

I'll get the drinks.

I'll give you a hand, darling. Thank you.

Well, things must be bad if Judith's working voluntarily.

Yeah, very true. Don't worry, love.

We're all right here for both of you, aren't we, Jean?

Yeah. Yeah, we are.

Thanks.

He loved this job, you know. He was like a changed man.

I know, love.

I just like having him around, you know?

Right, everyone, now, for medicinal purposes only...

help yourselves.

Thanks.

IN FRENCH:

HE MOANS SOFTLY

Papa? Papa!

I'm sorry.

JOVAN: Freddie.

Oh, my boy.

Daddy, I'm sorry, I took the birdie.

I just wanted to show you how good my fingers were getting.

Call the doctor.

It has been an absolute joy.

Will you stop talking historically, old chap?

Precisely. You are going nowhere.

GLORIA: I'm so sorry, Dom.

Mm. And he helped me through my empty-nest syndrome

when Claudie left.

I know, love.

I'm just gonna miss him, that's all.

Oh, come here.

PHONE BEEPS

JUDITH: Darling, can you get us all another drink?

JEREMY: Yes. Oh, hang on. PHONE CHIMES

Oh, no. No, no. I've got to pop out.

Where on earth are you going?

Well, I need to pick up my Captain Fawcett's hair pomade

from Vinnie before he closes.

Really, darling? Does it have to be now?

Darling, I'm down to my last application,

and it's early closing.

I promise I'll be straight back.

English hair pomade imported by a French man.

That's a first. Vinnie's not French.

He's Polish. That's why his vodka is so fantastic.

Polish?

The bird, it was beautiful.

The wings looked like they were real diamonds.

Erm...

Jeremy, do you mind if I come along?

There's a few questions I forgot to ask Vinnie earlier.

Of course. It's not far, we'll walk. Great.

Jean, I'm a little bit worried about Dom.

How do you mean?

Well, he and I always have a good laugh,

but recently, it's like his light's gone out.

And then, of course, all this with Patrick.

I mean, he's the best chap I've ever known.

I'm not sure what I can do about it. Do you think it's Claudie?

I wouldn't know.

You're his best friend in the whole world, Jean.

If you can't reach him, no-one can.

Oh.

Of course! I thought it was like a trendy 90s' name.

But "Boyz", it's a... it's a Polish surname, isn't it?

It's a gentleman's barber, Jean.

I'm not 13.

Ah-ha! Thanks for letting me know, Vinnie.

Ah, Jeremy. One moment, please.

Afternoon. Ah.

Ah, you're a good man, Vinnie. Pleasure as always, Jeremy.

How's Jovan doing?

Well, I shouldn't really be telling you this,

but there's been a bit of a development. Really?

Jovan, that name rings a bell.

You were in here with him yesterday.

He got mugged last night, fighting for his life in hospital.

Oh, yes. He was trying to sell that diamond bird thing, wasn't he?

Oh, dear. Yeah.

Well, we thought that diamond bird thing was the reason he got mugged,

but it turned out his little boy, Freddie,

had sneaked it into his pocket all along.

No, really?

So it must have been a random mugging after all.

Well, we'll find out soon. He's just regained consciousness.

Well, that's something. Mm.

Yeah, well, the diamond bird is not part of any robbery,

it's totally legit,

so it's back in Jovan's possession, and he's totally in the clear.

He's not been discharged yet?

Oh, no. No, no. He's in the acute medical ward.

It'll be a few days yet. Yeah, they're playing it safe.

Hm, understandable.

All's well that ends well, then, eh? Thanks, Vinnie.

Oh.

That face rings a bell. Is he royalty?

King John III of Poland, obviously.

I'm a bit of a buff on our royals. HE CHUCKLES

Bye. Bye.

I'll follow you to the pub, Jeremy, I've just got to make a phone call.

Very good.

Caron, it's me.

DOOR BEEPS, BUZZES

So...

this is what you wanted.

Your very own Holy Grail.

This is how I see it.

You shut up shop, and you waited outside the hotel for Jovan.

Pizza, Daddy, please.

Pizza it is. Let's see what we can find, eh?

We thought that he'd been stabbed by a stiletto knife,

but he'd actually been stabbed

by your very own professional hairdressing scissors, hadn't he?

'Mm?'

And in front of his own child.

Why would you stab a father in front of his own son?

I think I know, Caron.

You thought you'd found the eagle from the Royal Casket, didn't you?

The Royal Casket?

In 1800, the Polish princess Izabela Czartoryska,

well, she created the Royal Casket,

and it contained 73 precious relics

which represented the history of the Polish royal family.

And the eagle was one of these?

Well, according to legend, she stole this from Frederick II,

who was King of Prussia at the time.

And where is the casket now?

Well, in the Second World War, it was hidden from the Nazis

in a palace outbuilding, which was bricked up.

But unfortunately, a man who worked for the family betrayed them,

and, well, the entire collection was plundered.

None of the 73 items have ever been found.

Until now.

I have seen thousands of Polish eagles...

..but never one with wings of such pure diamonds.

I had to know for sure.

The Casket has been my lifelong passion.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it.

My heritage being plundered by a cheap thief in my own shop.

Are you going to tell us what happened, Vinnie?

VOICE BREAKING: I really didn't mean to stab him.

GRUNTING, YELLING

'But he was strong and resisted.'

Then, when I couldn't find the eagle...

..I ran.

Papa. Papa!

Unfortunately, Vinnie, this isn't what you think it is.

You are wrong.

Now, do you see how prominent the diamonds are?

Well, that's because of the method used to mount the stones.

Now, this is called the Mystery Set,

and it was patented by Van Cleef and Arpels in 1933.

Oh, don't get me wrong,

this is a very expensive piece of jewellery,

but it's far too young to have been part of the Royal Casket.

That's the trouble with amateurs, Vinnie.

A little bit of knowledge can be a dangerous thing.

You risked a man's life, a father's life,

and you got it completely wrong.

INDISTINCT

PHONE CHIMES

Oh, thanks. I'm starving.

How's it going?

SHE SIGHS It was Vinnie who stabbed Jovan.

Vinnie? No way.

What, because of that bird diamond thing? Yeah.

How's Jovan?

Well, he's regained consciousness, and he's gonna be fine.

Oh, well, that's good.

Why did he do it?

Well, he jumped to the wrong conclusion,

thought it was something it wasn't.

Jean, I...

Dom, you don't have to say... No, no, I think I do.

Georgina...

you know, the way she was...

it scarred me.

You know, I didn't think I could trust anyone ever again, and...

..and you came along.

It's just a momentary lapse into bad habits, that's all.

I'm sorry for being daft. I didn't...

Look... Dom, I could have been more understanding.

No, no, it was all me. I... No.

MAN WHISTLES

Bonsoir. Bonsoir. Huh?

Hey. Get out. You're still barred.

HE SCOFFS I said get out.

I was invited, jailbird.

Oh. Caron...

Wow.

And here are the authorities.

But you don't like them very much, do you, Patrick Hayes?

It's all yours.

Bonsoir, Otto. Thank you for coming.

My pleasure.

I thought you might like seeing the reinstating

of La Couronne's landlord. Mm?

Here's your licence, Mr Patrick Bradley.

Bradley? Well, that's my birth name. How did you know?

A simple search for your birth certificate.

I needed it to access your records in England.

You were named Patrick Bradley at birth,

and then your name was changed to Hayes

when you were adopted at two years of age.

And it still exists?

It certainly does.

I didn't know you were adopted.

Well, neither did I for a long time.

And then when I was about 16, I asked my mum why it was

that the rest of my family were so tall and I'm not.

And, er...

I got my answer.

But how is this gonna help?

Well, it gave me an idea on how to get round this stupid local law.

Go on.

I figured Patrick Bradley never went to prison, did he?

No. He has no prison record.

Hey, you-you can't do this.

Oh, I already have.

And it's a perfectly legal loophole,

so don't go running to your shady friends on the council.

Yeah, you are barred.

HE LAUGHS He's barred.

You're barred!

LAUGHTER

Bravo! Bravo!

OTTO MUTTERS ANGRILY

Dom... No, no, don't say a word.

OK. I'm sorry, but...

Erm...

I messed up, Jean.

These past few weeks have been, hands down,

the most miserable few weeks of my entire life.

And I just... I just-I just want another chance.

Look, I know, I know you'd never let me down, you never let anybody down,

and I feel like an idiot for even questioning that.

I'm sorry too, Dom. I...

I was just so upset that you would even think that.

But I've been really miserable too.

Come here. Oh.

JEREMY: Well, thank the Lord for that.

I don't think I could have stomached your sad little faces

a minute longer.

You all knew? Sainte Victoire's worst kept secret.

Everyone knows.

Ah!

All right. But I bet you didn't know about this.

Jean White...

..will you marry me?

Yes. Yes, I will marry you.

Champagne, everyone!

Er, don't you mean Prosecco, darling?

No. This is a special occasion. Let's crack open the good stuff.

Oh! Very good. More Dom Perignon for my friends!

# Do you remember the first time

# That my eyes set on you?

# Your smile came from nowhere

# For some time never Or sometime soon

# The road is a long one

# I was only passing through

# I was only passing through. #