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(GROANING)

(SPEAKING GREEK)

Oh, parcel.

Wow. Riches from my tailor, Mr Jakeways.

Right.

I saw Daphne with her baby
for the first time.

Oh, darling.

I want my own family.

I'm 20. That's a good age to start.

It isn't really.

You can't even vote.

And you've got...
Well, how much money?

In financial terms?

No, in bananas.

Well, as a man in my prime, I'm ready.

Bulls start at the age of one.

Well, you're not a bull.
You help run a guesthouse.

And I need you here while Larry is gone.

And Margo say she will leave soon.

What? Well, that's absurd.

That's like releasing
a dotty kitten into the jungle.

And that's why she wants to go,

because you think she's a clot.

I don't think she's a clot.

She's just not ready for the real world

of normal human interaction.

(GROANING)

Lugaretzia, please, go home.

I go home.

Go home and rest your bad back
or your bottom or whatever it is.

What do you think?

Does Mr Toad know you have his clothes?

Louisa, I love your cruelty.

Oh, that's good.

There's plenty more
where that came from.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(CAR HORN HONKS)

- Martin crapped on me. My fault.
- (EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

(SQUEALING)

You must be Mrs Durrells.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

You come highly recommended.

- Leslie!
- Oh. Well, how nice.

Durrell, in fact.

Do you have a room for me?

I do. The penthouse on the top floor.

(SQUEALING)

What is this?

Ha! A bloody zoo?

Yes, I suppose it is. (CHUCKLING)

Don't get romantic with him.

He's not your type.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

The colonel loves guns.

So, you two will get on well, Leslie.

In fact, I've moved on from shooting.

(GASPS)

Although that is quite something.

Margo is gone.

Sorry about the poo.

MARGO: Dear Mother,
I know you would try to make me stay,

so I've been smuggling out
my possessions.

I'll be at a secret location in Corfu.

I'll be in touch when settled.

Where's Margo gone?

She won't say.

Well, this is terrible.

We must search the island.

No.

We all run off when we're nippers.

How old is she?

- Eighteen.
- Well, it's time she left then.

Yes. It'll be all right.

- Do her good.
- Your job is done.

What do all you men know?

I'm sad as a mother...

Well, as a woman, frankly,
I'm feeling outnumbered.

Then I went over the top in Wipers
and copped a blighty!

What?

He fought at Ypres
and was invalided home.

Still got a crotch full of shrapnel.

Can't have magnets in the house.

Louisa doesn't want
to hear the word "crotch."

No, it's fine.

I'm familiar with the concept.

Well, don't let me harp on
about the war.

- Or should I?
- No.

The time I got a bayonet up me jacksie
in the Bosphorus, anyone?

I thought you liked war.

Nobody sane likes war.

I believe in protecting
one's loved ones.

If one is lucky enough to have any.

Well, the Hun
are up to their old tricks,

clearly I didn't kill enough last time.

Austria is gone. Who is next?

I've decided there won't be a new war.

Good girl!

Little bit over familiar.

I've been here for months.
I've earned it.

We have a super rapport.

Anyway, I've recently left the army,

and I'd rather like to try
my hand at hunting.

- Oh, no. Don't do that.
- Why not?

Well, only an idiot
would kill an animal for fun.

And I'm sure you're not an idiot.

Gerry, don't be rude
to our paying guests.

Your family,

is it me or is it
slightly falling apart?

(CHUCKLING)

I love it here, Theo.

Thanks for letting me stay.

No, it's good for me.

I'm a creature of routine,
which is terrible.

Me and my perfectly symmetrical room.

Break it up.

But let me tell
your mother you're here.

- She's anxious.
- No, don't you dare.

(EXCLAIMS)

I bought these yesterday in the market.

They'll help me inspire
my new beauty business.

Let's take this old codger down.

Isn't it gorgeous?

You don't mind, do you?

Thanks, Theo.

(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

I hear you're a gun-wallah.

Let's go hunting.

No, I've left that behind me.

I want a solid career,
so I can have a family and...

I'll pay you handsomely.

Now, what's the big game on Corfu?

Oh, well, the biggest prize is wild boar
but they're hard to find.

Oh, you sort that out then.

And I'll have my money back
if there's a wash out. (CLEARS THROAT)

(GRUNTING)

(KNOCKING)

Yeah?

Evening.

Did you know that insects
don't have circulatory blood systems?

Right.

Their organs bathe in chambers of blood.

It's usually green or yellow.

I need to confide in someone.

- Les is downstairs.
- No, he'd be useless.

- The colonel is...
- I'd rather die.

- Mother is somewhere.
- It's her I want to talk about.

'Cause I'm finding, to my surprise,

that I...

Well,

I love her.

I love her, too.

Not the way I love her.

Like a burning...

House.

When locusts fail to find a mate
they travel, often for thousands...

Can we, for once, not relate everything
to creepy crawlies?

Based on your knowledge of your mum,

do you have any hints or tips,

re unlocking her heart?

You haven't a hope in hell.

Sorry.

Well...

There's a challenge.

LARRY: Dear Ma, and the sibling horde,

I'm perched up here in the north,
which cascades serenity,

when I'm not hammering
sentences into being.

Oh, Larry, please relax. It's me.

How are the kids?

That's better.

I miss them, and you, of course.

My dancer girls have left
to prance professionally in Athens,

and I'm writing like a hungry fish.

Are you happy?

Knowing you, and I do,

you will concede only partly happy
with risk of scattered doubts.

Heavy at times.

Larry's letters make me sad, too.

But that's because they're gibberish.

I miss him.

And Margo, of course.

Well, as one misses...

A dotty kitten who's run off
into the jungle,

even though she's not ready
for the real world, or...

All right.

But, over the years,
I've grown used to confiding in Larry,

and Spiros.

Although he and I are rebuilding
our friendship since, well, you know.

Yes.

Well, I'm mature.

And financially secure,
now I'm running the colonel's hunts.

You don't need Larry or Spiros.

I'm your confidant now.

Guiding your every move.

Your worries are at an end.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Sorry.

Spiros, have you seen Margo anywhere?

No.

You worry too much.

You should stop that.

Spiros, things don't seem to be getting
back to how they were between us.

No, you're tense.

Well, yes. I am because I...
(SIGHING)

You're alone in the house,

lots of men.

It's not healthy.

I will have as many men in the house
as I need to pay the bills.

Lying around in hammocks,
in their underwear, if they wish.

I'm just saying,

make it clear
you're not interested in them.

I'm not interested in them.

Drop in anytime and see for yourself.

I might do that.

My husband is away a lot
and not reliable.

But we're trying
to make a good marriage.

I'm going to love having a baby.

Do you have a girlfriend?

No, I'm waiting for you.

That's not fair,

for you or anyone.

Maybe. Who knows?

She likes you.

But you can leave her
and go home and sleep.

Oh, well, I'll babysit
if you want to rest.

You would?

My father says
men do not look after babies.

Well, I'm the new kind of man.

Who's sensitive to women
whilst remaining manly in the extreme.

Leslie Durrell.

Oh, Mr Likourgos.

What are you doing these days?

I have an exciting new venture
organising hunting trips.

Where is the best place
to hunt wild boar?

The woods at Evropouli.

I own the hunting licence.

You can shoot wild boar there.

Oh, thank you.

For you, not expensive.

Fine.

How much?

- Might I...
- (YELPS)

Apologies.

Might I help?

Yes, you can wash up.

There you are.

My tailor, Mr Jakeways,

would faint if he saw me
mixing textures like this.

I've never actually done this before.

Oh, it's great fun.

If you're very good
you can build a new lavatory pit.

(CHUCKLING)

You all right?

Do you think my family is falling apart,

as the colonel said?

No.

I mean, I know,

one has left and one is missing
and the other two hate each other,

but...

So, Louisa.

- Mmm.
- What are your...

Oh, look, I've made it clean.

What are your favourite things?

- Why do you ask?
- No reason.

Come on.

Dancing.

Uh, bridge.

Seafood. Ooh!

Dandie Dinmont dogs.

- My children being happy.
- That's enough.

(SHUSHING)

My copepods!

Honestly, Theo,

why are people
so selfish and insensitive?

It's not deliberate.
We are just different.

You don't know what I'm talking about?

Oh, I see.

Our new guest,
Colonel Ribbindane, has...

Have you got guests?

No. No.

So, this preposterous colonel arrives
with his war chest,

and he and Leslie are planning
to slaughter wild boar.

Well, tell Leslie how strongly you feel.

He's so much more thoughtful these days.

What's this?

I'm...

Experimenting with more colour
in my wardrobe.

You've got a woman, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

But don't tell anyone.

Honestly, Theo, it's about time.
We were all wondering.

Who is it? Is she young?

Is she a scientist, but a sexy one?

(CLEARS THROAT)

It's Margo.

- Yes, it's Margo.
- (SCOFFING)

- She's only staying here.
- Well, I know that.

But don't tell your mother.

Margo is desperate to discover
more about herself.

I miss her,
but she's not easy to live with, is she?

Colonel, I've secured
the perfect private woodland

- for hunting wild boar.
- Good man.

Sit.

Now, when I'm shooting with a man

I like to know what makes him tick.

Answer.

Well, I like to think I'm a decent sort.

I hold this place together.

With my mother.

What's this I hear about you pining
for some girl and her baby?

- Well, yes...
- I've nothing against the dainty sex.

I've been married at least once
and they did their best.

But, if we're going hunting together,

let's keep it red-blooded.

Don't worry.

When the time comes
I'll be cocked and ready to go.

A word, please?

Excuse me.

Please, don't go hunting.

Don't be so sentimental.

Compared to how animals kill each other,

shooting them is humane.

Cornering animals
and executing them is not humane.

It's a wood, there are no corners.

Gerry, this is work.

Look, the colonel is paying me.

All right, I'll save up

and I'll match what he's paying you.
How much is it?

Twenty-five pounds for one week.

I'm going to put a wave in your hair
like Jean Harlow.

Why?

We owe it to the world
to be as beautiful as possible.

In case you're worried
I'm just a silly girl,

I worked at Theo's X-ray unit
for two years.

So I know what I'm doing.

The curling tongs need to be nice
and warm to put a wave in your hair.

Sorry I'm late.

Mr Stephanides is
my salon assistant for the day.

One can't have enough strings
to one's bow, can one?

(INAUDIBLE SQUABBLING)

Is there a difficulty?

We were wondering
whether your hair is so lovely,

we should leave it as it is.

(STRAINING)

(BLOWS)

(SIZZLING)

(THEO EXCLAIMS)

Um...

Or treat this visit
as an initial consultation

and do some research and reconvene.

What a good idea.

- (ROGER BARKING)
- (GERRY SPEAKING GREEK)

(SPEAKING GREEK)

- Something bad is happening.
- Really?

And there comes a time
where we need to stand up

- for what we believe in.
- Yes.

What do we believe in?

There's a mad colonel staying with us.

He's paying Leslie
to take him to kill wild boar.

- That's terrible.
- Exactly.

- So we're going to stop them.
- Good.

Well, I am.

You'd probably better stay back
and watch me take the bullet.

No.

We die together.

Leslie.

Household items and provisions
for your hunting expedition.

Thank you, Spiros.

I hear you're planning
to hunt in the woods with Mr Likourgos.

Yes. It's good for wild boar.

Well, in fact, it isn't.

- What?
- Mr Likourgos is pulling a fast one.

- Where does that saying come from?
- Uh, I don't know.

What do you mean?

There are no wild boars in that forest.

Or anywhere, for miles.

And he doesn't own the licence.

It's common land.

(GRUNTING)

- Mrs Durrells.
- Mr Halikiopoulos.

Keen to check I'm not flirting
with all my men folk?

Of course not.

I saw your Basil in town,

buying a big gift.

Probably for you.

Knowing Basil it will be for him.

Anyone seen my swimming hat?

You need a hat to swim?

Oh, you're looking
good enough to scoff.

He has never said
anything like that before.

Mmm-hmm.

I loved our chat yesterday.

Thank you for opening up
to me so deliciously.

Now you see why I wonder?

Have they tried to seduce you?

No.

And that's not fair,

Spiros, after all we've been through.

And it's me who should be jealous.

You're the one
with a full bed to go home to.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Now, don't "nothing" me.

You confide in me, remember?

I'm the new Larry,
but less pretentious. Come on.

Spiros is jealous.

What's the point?
'Cause we can't be together.

Well, that's why he is jealous.

Well, in my experience,

throwing oneself into hard vigorous work

can help conquer heartache.

What do you think I've been doing?

I have the hands of an ancient farmer.

Good. You've taken that advice.

Now...

What about winning Spiros over? Hmm?

Spiros is a faithful husband,

as is right and proper.

And rare and regrettable.

Would his wife, perhaps, step aside
if you were to make a good enough case?

No, Leslie.

No to that. Fair enough.

Well, if all three of you are unhappy
why not agree on some compromise?

And how would that work?

Hmm.

I'm glad you value compromise.

Please, call off the hunt tomorrow,

for Gerry's sake.

No. I'm going to bloody do this.

And it's going to be a success.

So I said to my mother,

"You've never really taken me seriously,
have you?"

That is hard for a mother to hear.

In fact, I've always enjoyed
not being taken seriously.

But as you get older
it becomes a bit unseemly.

Now, don't shout at me.

I look nice.

You do.

So how long will this last?

The wave?

Not long.

The next time
I can put in a permanent one.

How do you do that?

Chemicals and a lot of bravery.

If I get it wrong
all your hair falls out.

I trust you.

Come here.

- (STRAINING)
- (SQUEALING)

Sit! Sit!

(GRUNTING)

- Martin, come here!
- (SQUEALING)

Now, come on, you'll look good in this.

Here!

(SIGHING) For god's sake.

Morning. Can I have a word?

- Just off to see Galini.
- Stop.

Two things.

If you try to interfere in the shooting,

you may die.

Which would, on balance, be a waste.

And?

Do people know where Margo is
and they're not telling me

out of some urge to protect her?

Well, I've protected her all her life,

and I am the best at it.

Yes, you are.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Thank you.
- Where are you off to?

Hunting.

Oh.

Are you in a pickle of some sort?

Do you really want to know?

No. No.

So we're after wild boar.

I'm new to the hunting game.

Unless you count Germans.

- Let's not.
- And Turks.

I'll get on then.

Solid plan! Solid plan!

Hello, Leslie.

Daphne and Katina, how nice.

I have a favour to ask.

Yeah, before you do,

your father has cheated me.

I paid him to let us hunt wild boar,

and it seems there aren't any
and I didn't need to.

Otherwise, brilliant.

I'm so sorry, I didn't know.

You said you may be able to babysit?

I'd love to.

Thank you. I have so many things to do.

What? Now?

I'm about to leave on a wild boar hunt.

But you said
there are no wild boar there.

(SHUSHING)
I have a plan to get around that,

by creating the illusion
of a wild boar. See?

Perhaps nobody is honest.

Look, I'll help any other time.
But this hunt is so important to me.

Larry has left, so I'm
the man of the house now.

And for the first time I can, um...

Really, um...

All right. My mother can look after you
until I get back. Can't she, eh?

- Everything you need is in there.
- Okay.

I will come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Please, I need a break,

or I go mad.

(HAMMERING)

Oh.

Hello.

Theo,

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, no. I am.

Well, the truth is I'm so used
to living on my own.

Oh, no. You've hated having me here.

No, you're a delight. You're my friend.

But for me, a disorderly house
creates a disorderly mind.

But I'm fine
now the furniture is symmetrical.

I know now what I need to do.

Please tell your mother where you are.

Not yet.

I'm getting a taste for independence.

You would have been proud of me.

I waved Mrs Mavrokondas's hair
without killing her.

I am proud of you.

Basil.

I need your help
with my hunting expedition.

I knew there was something.

You mustn't go hunting.

- Your mother asked me to stop it.
- Tough, we're going.

But,

would you go ahead,

hide in the foliage and make a noise
like a wild boar, please?

I fear that could end in tears.

No, no, it won't.

It'll be a laugh. (LAUGHING)

A day out in the woods, up a tree.

- Why do you need wild boar noises?
- (SHUSHING)

Because there are no wild boars,
it turns out.

So the colonel
will demand his money back.

My sympathies.

Still no.

If you help me I'll show you
how to impress Mother.

I've already taken steps
to win her over.

Well, I can
more or less guarantee success

because I'm her confidant.

What noise do wild boar make?

If I remember correctly,
it's something like...

(BRAYING)

But louder.

(SQUEALING)

Wow, yeah.

Ooh! That's a nasty cough.

- It's a bit of a tickle.
- Tickle.

Hmm.

Delivery for you.

What are we waiting for?

I just need my mother
to come home before we leave.

Why?

Welcome home!

Thank you.

No need to welcome me.

I have something to say.

Over the months I've been here,

you may have observed my journey

from somewhat prissy guest

to dogged admirer...
You're going quite fast.

Can I just gently slow you down

and ask you to shut your eyes?

Why?

The last time I did that
Gerry put a lizard down my blouse.

Yes, I won't do that.

Though it sounds like massive fun.

Um, ready then?

So...

Here... Er, stop.

Keep them shut.

As a symbol of our connection

is this gift which I now give you.

And, open.

Obviously, it lacks water, but I'll

divert a stream

when I have a moment.

- Basil, why have you...
- Say nothing.

Please, excuse me.
I'm needed in the wood.

Enjoy your gift.

- Whose is that?
- Daphne's.

(SIGHING) Leslie.

Oh, a letter from Larry.

Oh, thank you, darling.

Why has Basil bought us a bridge?

Yes, that did seem odd.

LARRY: Dear Mother, enchant� to hear
that Margo is nesting with Theo.

Is that a secret?

Ha!

Um, can you babysit Daphne's baby
while I'm hunting?

Oh, no, darling.
I have to go back to town.

Oh, well...

This is much better.

You stay here and be daddy,

as you said you wanted to.

What the hell am I going to do with you?

LESLIE: Lovely day for it.

COLONEL: I'm not talking to you.

LESLIE: Well, fine.

(BABY COOING)

You would've been
court-martialled for that in the war.

- Highly unprofessional.
- I've said I'm sorry.

- (GUN FIRING)
- (BABY CRYING)

Don't make me shoot the baby.

That's not funny!

Please shush.

(BOTH SHUSHING)

Let's just clog your ears up.

(SQUEALING)

(STAMMERING) That's a wild boar.

How exciting.
I told you I'd find you some.

Isn't it coming from up a tree?

Hardly.

They can't climb trees.
You're thinking of a squirrel.

(GUN FIRES)

This way.

Are you sure about this?

We could get shot,

and killed.

Are you sure about it?

(KNOCKING)

Hello.

How nice...

It's all right, Theo.

I know.

I did try to persuade Margo to tell you.

Well, you should have asked me.

I have a range of techniques
for calling Margo to heel.

Oh.

I was forgetting what you looked like.

After a week?

What kind of mother are you?

I don't know.

(BABY CRYING)

LESLIE: God, this is horrible.

Let's hope this is the last
of your stinking effluent.

(SQUEALING)

(SQUEALING)

- Shoo! Scat!
- (GALINI SPEAKING GREEK)

- Hunting is wrong!
- Stop this cruelty!

Drop your guns
and cuddle an animal today.

(GUN FIRES)

How dare you?

My mother loves that gong.

Well, you're wasting your bloody breath

because there are no wild boar
in these woods anyway.

Probably because they've
all been gunned down.

They need protecting.

In fact, there are wild boar here,

because we heard the bastards.

(SCREAMS)

I will see you

in court.

Look, I was just trying
to give you good value for money.

You think I'm a buffoon, do you?

GERRY: You must be.

- No.
- Killing isn't a sport, it's a sickness.

Gerry!

SOLDIER: Fire!

Fire your weapon!

For God's sake, do something, man!

Fire!

Colonel!

Colonel!

Colonel!

(GROANS)

You could have killed my brother!

LOUISA:
Margo, I love you and I miss you.

And I need you at home.

As a daughter and...
Well, frankly, as a woman.

Well, you've got Lugaretzia.

(SCOFFING)
She's off with a bad back or a bottom,

or whatever it is this time.

Have I been so terrible?

No.

But you're very...

Dominant.

No, I'm not!

You'd never come to me for advice
because you only really listen to Larry.

- You only miss me now I'm gone.
- Oh, Margo.

Anyway, I've bothered Theo enough.

- No, no, no. No.
- So, I'm moving out.

- Thank you, darling.
- And I'm going to England.

No!

- Why?
- I haven't been there for years.

I need to train properly in beauty.

I just need to do something brave.

Well, you'll soon discover
there's no place like home.

Where is home?

I love Corfu,
but you turned us into nomads

when you brought us here.

Home is...

Where I am.

You see? That's you being dominant.

How long will you be gone?

I don't know.

Theo, you can keep my lovely pictures.

I'm sorry it wasn't a huge success.

If you want your money back...

Well, you stopped me committing murder.

Hardly going to expect a refund.

I know what it's like, these haunting
flashbacks to the battle field.

They are hard to shake off.

Where did you serve?

Yeovil College for trainee solicitors.

Not all of the lads made it.

(SIGHING)
Well, thank goodness you're all safe.

- Galini and I stopped the slaughter.
- No, you didn't.

He shot your gong.

It's still perfectly sound.

Oh, really?

- Does this sound sound to you?
- (RINGS OUT OF TUNE)

- You are so self-righteous!
- And what does that make you?

I don't know. Why don't you tell me?

Shut up!

Are you going to ask me how I am,

in this house of men,

as my family disintegrates?

- What?
- Who is disintegrating?

How are you?

(KNOCKING)

Yes.

BASIL: It's a man.

Would you prefer
to rendezvous on the landing?

No.

Sorry to penetrate your bolt-hole.

I'm worried I wasn't very clear

when I gave you the bridge.

Yes. What was that all about?

I asked you what you liked,

and you said, "A bridge."

No, I said, "I like, uh, bridge."

The card game.

My husband and I used to play.

Oh, bugger.

Do you like bridges?

Well, I'm glad they exist

for crossing water.

Anyway,

the bridge is merely a metaphor

in wood, of my love

for you.

- Oh.
- Your warmth and beauty

illuminates every room you enter.

I came for a fortnight's holiday,

and months later I am still here.

Waiting and wanting.

So, how about it?

You and me.

No.

I have no romantic feelings for you.

We are related after all.

It's very distant.

(MUMBLING) Not distant enough.

I don't think you should sit on my bed.

Right. Sorry.

And of course,

there is Spiros.

Why eat boiled beef

when there's hot souvlaki on the menu?

No, he's not on the menu.

Well, I'll leave tomorrow.

(SIGHING)

No. Basil, stay.

Stop having English clothes sent over,

and relax.

Find someone nice here,

who isn't me.

(HORN HONKING)

Ladies.

Thanks, Spiros.

- Pleasure.
- You darling.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

Mrs D, swim with us!

- (HOOTING)
- VERONICA: Look at the sea.

DOROTHY: Oh, it's so good to be back!

You want me to apologise
for caring about you?

This isn't caring.

This is having your cake and eating it.

What does that mean?

It means, you have a wife
you want to keep,

and me here waiting for you
just in case.

I'm sorry.

That's not fair.

We've tried to be normal together

and we just can't do it.

I know.

I'm sorry.

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SIGHS)

Leslie is busy
putting the baby down to sleep,

but I'm here if you want
a deputy confidant.

Thank you.

(HOOTING AND LAUGHING)

Wait for me!

They are swimming naked, aren't they?

I think I will stay on.

I'll just take
the dancers their towels...

They'll dry

in the sun.

Go on. In you go.

Lugaretzia, what an absolute pleasure
to see you.

Oh, you also.

And how's your bad back or your bottom
or whatever it is?

- Less bad. Thank you.
- Good.

- There are naked ladies in the sea!
- I know.

What can you do?

Yeah, we danced
for our supper in Athens.

And we're joining Larry up the coast.

He's promised to give us a huge welcome.

Oh, I bet he has.

But tell him we'll visit soon.

Theo told me
you're missing female company.

Thank you, Florence.

Yes, it's been like
a working men's club here.

Come in and spread a little daintiness.

Oh, well,
you seem to be doing all right.

Still, we're here now,
I bring wine and surgery gossip

involving sexually transmitted diseases.

(CLEARING THROAT) I'll be making
my farewells, Mrs Durrell.

Oh, I'm sorry, Colonel. Why?

Well, I feel I need
a new challenge in my life,

one that doesn't involve firearms.

Well, you could stay and...

Go for walks or read books.

Anyway, I'll leave my guns for Leslie.

He's a fine lad,

- despite his baby fetish.
- FLORENCE: Ah, here's Daphne.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

- (COLONEL CLEARS THROAT)
- (LUGARETZIA SPEAKS GREEK)

So many women.

- Where is Margo?
- Margo is going to try England.

Oh, good for her!

- Yes.
- VERONICA: Here you go.

Good for her.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

So is that you done for children?

Oh, yeah. They are a nightmare.

Listen, I know I haven't been
a good confidant to you so far.

Well, I'll need you later
to shore me up.

I can't see Spiros any more
and Margo is going away.

No, it won't make sense later.

I'm off to get slaughtered
with Basil and the colonel.

Bye.

At last.

- This is so lovely.
- Isn't it?

Yes, go on.

Do we need some men?

Might be nice.

No, no, no.

(ALL TOASTING IN GREEK)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)