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Distress flare sighted
one mile west of Seal Island.

Besides, what difference
would an early
night have made?

We're both on call, day or
night. That's the whole point.

Hurry.

Right, what's the shout?

There was a red flare
reported over Seal Island.

Someone's in trouble.
That's all we know.

- What time do you call this?
- The middle of the night.

Jake, hurry up.
Come on. Come on.

Okay, stay safe, everyone!

Can you give me your current
position please? Over.

Roger that.
We're nearly there. Over.

Phillip, bring them
up to port.
Erica, to starboard.

- Hold on, Jake!

Nice night for it.

This is hopeless.

Just keep at it.

Can we have an update
on your search, please? Over.

Falmouth Coast Guard,
this is Angel Cove Lifeboat.

We have completed a search
and found nothing.

I'm confident that it's
another hoax call. Over.

Roger that.
Happy for you to stand down

and return to station.
Over.

Turn her around.
I'll get them in.

We're turning back.

Phil!
Phillip!

Erica! Erica!

Time-wasting idiots!

Man overboard!
Man overboard!

Portside! Portside!

- Erica! Chrissy!
- Chrissy!

Falmouth Coast Guard!

Falmouth Coast Guard,
this is Angel Cove Lifeboat.

We have two crew members
washed overboard. Over.

Copy that and standing by.
Do you require assistance?

Repeat. Do you
require assistance? Over.

Angel Cove Lifeboat,
are you receiving me? Over.

Yeah.

Can you take a photo
of that?

- Just the rip, yeah?
- Yeah. Thanks.

Chrissy?
I'm Jane Kennedy, the coroner.

How are you feeling?

Like someone just died.

Look, we don't have to
do this right now

- if you don't want to.
- Let's get it over with.

- You sure?
- Mmm.

Could you talk me through
what happened last night?

The Coast Guard reported

a distress flare
just after 2:00 a.m.,

so we went out on the shout
but we drew a blank.

There's nothing unusual
in that.

Round about half
of our call-outs

turn out to be
wild goose chases.

So, Erica was operating
the front searchlight

and I went to tell her we were
turning the boat around.

I had one last look to see

if there was any vessel
or bodies in the water.

There were waves
coming over the deck

and the next thing I knew,
we were both in the water.

And you don't
remember how it happened?

No.

- How's your eye?
- Eh?

That's quite a bruise
you've got there.

Yeah.
It's the least of my worries.

Look, I've got a lot to do.
I need to be getting on.

Chrissy, I don't think
that's a good idea.

Looks like an accident.

Yeah, they were obviously
washed overboard.

- Then I found this.
- Oh, here we go. What's that?

A small tear
in Erica's lifejacket.

Almost invisible
to the naked eye,

but large enough
to prevent it

from fully inflating
when she hit the water.

Well, cases like this are
automatically referred

to my friends at the Marine
Accident Investigation Branch.

They're very thorough.

The skipper
can't remember how
she ended up in the sea.

What if one of
the other crew members

pushed her and Erica
over the side?

Now, what if, and this is
just a wild stab in the dark,

they were washed overboard?

Okay. Look, if you
want a motive, how about this?

In January,
Chrissy Woodward became

the first female lifeboat cox
in Devon's history

and the first thing she did

- was promote Erica.
- Oh, come on.

- Davey, I'm serious.
- I know you are.

But things have moved on,
haven't they?

Ever since Emmeline Pankhurst

chained herself
to them railings,

we've got
female police officers,

female world leaders.

I believe we've even
got a female coroner.

Jane, come on, no one cares.

What, so you're not
gonna talk to her?

No. I'm not gonna go
looking for trouble.

That's more your department.

Thanks.

Shut the door!

Oh, yeah, I've known
Chrissy for years.

I was her mentor when
she first volunteered.

And what were
your impressions?

He does Sean Connery

and a surprisingly
good Russell Harty.

Yeah, what that girl
don't know about sailing

you could fit
on a postage stamp.

She was 17 when she won
the Lighthaven Regatta,

and within two weeks
of working on the boat crew,

- she was teaching me.
- So you weren't surprised

when you heard
she was the new skipper?

Nah, Andy was training her up
to take over.

His doctor had
already told him
that he didn't have long,

you know,
'cause of his drinking.

Well, mind you,
not everyone was
pleased with the promotion.

Old Bob Fountain was spitting
nails when he found out.

Why?

Well, Bob's
the longest-serving
crew member.

You know,
he thought his experience

entitled him to the top job.

He wouldn't have been
any good at it, though.

I mean, you need people skills
to run a boat crew.

Bob may be many things,
but a diplomat he ain't.

Oi!
Go easy on the ham.

I don't know
if I bought enough.

If the mourners want more,

they'll have to buy it
off the bar menu.

If you don't mind me asking,
why did you quit the boat?

I thought I was pushing
my luck, to be honest.

You can only look death
in the face so many times.

He failed his medical.

They thought you were
too chubby, didn't they?

Ooh, that flippin' car alarm.
It is useless.

Oh. Mum, I ought to go,
if that's all right.

That's all right, love.
Thanks for your help.

Come on.

Mick! Mum!

What's happened?

Did you get a look at 'im?

- No.
- Who was he?

- I don't know.
- Oh, my God, Mick!

Are you all right?
I'm gonna call an ambulance.

Oh, don't fuss, woman.
I'm all right.

- Let's get you up.

- Oh! Oh!

Blimey,
what happened to you?

Someone clocked him one
last night in
the pub car park.

Who'd do something like that?

Well, they didn't leave
a forwarding address.

Snuck up behind me
like a thief in the night.

- Well, they probably were.
- Eh?

A thief, if they were
in your car park.

See? I told you
he wouldn't take it seriously.

It's no wonder the country's
in the state it is.

Well, I could take it
seriously, couldn't I?

You ask Jane.
I could take it
very seriously.

I could insist you install
some CCTV

outside your premises, record
any suspicious activity.

- Well, I mean, it's...
- Yeah.

The only problem
with that is,

you might not like
what we find.

Shall we?

- Thanks, Davey.
- Cheers, mate.

strong to save

the restless wave

the mighty ocean deep

limits keep

when we cry to Thee

And now Phillip would
like to say a few words.

Anyone who knew Erica Ryland
associated her with love.

As her partner for seven
unforgettable years,

I was privileged to feel
the full force of that love.

Whether we were praying
in a Buddhist temple.

Diving to the bottom
of the ocean.

Or relaxing in
this very church.

We were inseparable.

Togetherness.

That's a precious thing.

After all,

some people in this world

never get close to anyone.

Mr Mitchell,
I'm Jane Kennedy, the coroner.

I was just wondering
if I could ask you

a few questions
about the accident.

I was just wondering
if you saw anything.

What were you
doing at the time?

I'm the helm.

Right. So, you
steer the boat.

- Hmm.
- What?

- Sorry. I better take this.
- But...

Let me guess. You're
fascinated by the macabre.

- What?
- Well, I mean, your hair.

Your clothes.

You dress
like someone just died.

Someone just did.

Ah, good point.

- You okay?
- Oh. No.

But thanks for asking.

- Can I sit down?
- Sure.

I tell you
it was a catastrophe

just waiting to happen.

Women at sea are unlucky.

Especially if they're
at sea with you, eh, Bob?

- And a woman who whistles,

that's even worse.
Now that Erica,

she used to whistle
in the lifeboat station.

Well, that's just
asking for trouble.

"A whistling woman
and a crowing hen

"brings the Devil
out of his den."

Oh, give it a rest,
Fountain.

No one's interested
in your ignorant drivel.

Can I get another one, please?

- Of course.
- Oh, is that right,

Mr University Educated
Car Mechanic?

Yeah, and?

I'll tell you
what's ignorant.

That's you pretending
you and Erica were inseparable

when the whole town knows
she was sick to death of you.

Bob.
That's enough.

This is neither
the time or place.

We've lost one of our own.

Erica was a loyal friend.

She was a brilliant
second cox.

And Phillip loved her.

So show some respect.

That was forensics.
Turns out Erica's lifejacket

may have been tampered with
after all.

So you do need
to speak to the skipper now.

Yeah, looks that way.

Chrissy!
Sorry to bother you.

Just a couple of questions.

And I am sorry
to have to ask you this,

but could anyone
apart from Erica

have got hold
of her lifejacket?

- Easily.
- Really? Why's that?

Well, we just leave
all the kit and
the lifejackets

out on an open shelf.
For ease of access, really.

Uh, you know,
speed is of the essence.

Yeah. And I guess
each crew member

is responsible for
their own kit, is that right?

Everyone,
including the apprentices.

And would you say Erica
was the kind of person

that paid attention to detail?

Absolutely.

So, can you think
of any reason

why anyone
would want to damage
Erica's lifejacket?

Is that a serious
question?

Yeah.
I'm afraid so, yeah.

Absolutely not. Erica was
popular with everyone.

- What, even Bob Fountain?

You can't take Bob Fountain
at face value.

Look, he's an idiot on land,

but at sea,
he's an absolute godsend.

How'd you get the black eye?

Oh, I don't know.

Could have been
any number of ways.

Yeah. All right, thanks.

- I'll let you get on.
- Yeah.

Cheers.

Well, I have to justify

every new inquiry
that I take on.

As it stands,
I don't have enough evidence

to launch
an initial investigation.

You do,
as the coroner, however,
have the right to investigate

any death you find suspicious,
so, be my guest.

So, it's over to me.

Yeah.

Why didn't
you phone me

instead of lying awake
all night worrying,

you silly sausage?

It's a bit lame,
isn't it?

I mean, what do I say?
"I heard someone whistling.

"They tried the door handle
and then they went away."

It's probably just some drunk
not realising we were closed.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe not.

What if someone's
got a grudge against me?

Now you're just
being fanciable.

- Think you mean fanciful?
- No.

I mean fanciable.

Would you like
a nice bacon sandwich?

Would that make things better?

- Do you think it might help?
- Mmm-hmm.

It doesn't work.

Oh.

Apologies
for the inconvenience.

What was that about?

Oh, I bought a job lot
of car alarms, didn't I?

No wonder they were cheap.

Let me guess. You installed
one in your own car.

Well, how was I to know
that it was gonna go off

every time a fly buzzed past?

Luckily, these stun guns have
been selling like hotcakes.

All the rage in Plymouth.
That is my last one.

Mick, that's
a prohibited firearm.

Oh, is it really illegal
to help protect
the vulnerable?

This is the sort of thing
you need in your line of work.

Fully rechargeable.

Just take off the safety cap
and press the red button.
Boom.

Peace of mind, just £35.

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna
have to confiscate this.

- Eh?
- I trained as a lawyer,
didn't I?

You can't expect me
to look the other way.

No, wait a minute.

I take you
into my confidence

and this is how you repay me?

There are vulnerable
people out there.

I hope you can sleep
at night.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So, I've uncovered a couple
of interesting snippets

about Erica Ryland.

Apparently, her finances

were separate
from her partner's

and she was in trouble.

She had enormous
credit card bills

and no way to pay 'em back.

Okay. Well, there's
a lot of that around.

- Nothing else?
- Yeah.

Last month she went to the GP,
complaining of nausea.

Turns out she was pregnant.

But when they carried out
the postmortem,

there was no trace
of a child.

Thanks for taking
the time to talk to me.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Do you want to come up
to the crew room?

It's just a bit quieter
up there.

Yeah, sure.

Here.

What's this for?

Show me how to tie
a bowline.

- Why? Don't know how?
- Of course, I know.

I was tying 'em
before you were born.

I'm trying to find out
if you know.

You knew Erica was pregnant?

Yeah, and I knew
she didn't want to be.

That's why she
had the termination.

She booked into
a private clinic.

I thought she was broke.

I lent her the money.

Well, she didn't have anyone
else to turn to

and she couldn't
exactly ask Phillip.

- Why not?
- Because Phillip
didn't know about the baby.

And before you ask,
he was the father.

She wasn't seeing anyone else.
She just felt

like the relationship
had run its course.

She was only
living with him

because she couldn't
afford to move out.

So, Bob Fountain was right.

Erica was sick of Phillip
and everyone could see it.

Everyone but Phillip.

And what is that
supposed to be?

Well, I didn't know
how to do a bowline,

so I made you
a rabbit instead.

See, there's its ears.

And then this is
its fluffy little tail.

You think that's supposed
to be funny, do you?

You are putting peoples' lives
at risk, your own included!

All right, Bobby.
Don't blame me.

Blame the rabbit.

- Oh, go on, get out of it!
Go on. Get out of my sight!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The boy's only having
a bit of fun, Fountain.

You're just too dim
to see the joke.

Dim, am I? "Dim"?
I'll show you dim!

Let me at him,
the stuck-up ponce.

- I'll rip his lungs out!

Young Jakey knows
I don't mean anything by it.

Don't you, lad?

Maybe I'm in the wrong job.

Oh, I don't believe that.

Well, this wouldn't have
happened on Andy's watch.

No fighting when he was here.
No one would have dared.

I bet even Andy
had moments of doubt.

We all do.

Even you?

Are you kidding me?

I feel out of my depth
at least once a day.

Twice on Mondays.

You seem really confident.

Ah, it's pure bluff.
Truly.

See you later, mate.

Were you and Andy close?

What makes you ask that?

Just the way
you talk about him.

Hmm.

The skipper was...
Was ever such a kind man.

You would've liked him.

You know, the last
thing he made me promise

was to give up drinking,
and you know what?

When I go home tonight,
the first thing

I'm gonna do is pour
myself a stiff G&T.

You still call him
the "skipper".

Well, yeah.

You're the skipper now.
Remember that.

Chrissy!
Chrissy!

Try not to move.
Are you all right?

Careful, careful,
careful, careful.

What just happened?

I think someone
tried to kill you.

Stay there.

Davey, it's me.

You need to get
to Chrissy's house.

I think someone just
tried to take her life.

Okay. Bye.

Count yourself lucky.
Had you been going any faster,

it could have taken your head
clean off your shoulders.

So you both think
it was attempted murder?

Well, at the very least,
it was a malicious act

intended to cause
actual bodily harm.

One thing we can be sure of

is the culprit knows you
and your movements.

I'd advise you
to be on your guard.

Keep all your doors
and windows locked,

especially after dark,
and I'll arrange

for a police unit to swing by,
keep an eye on you.

All right.
I think we're done.

You've got my number.
Call if you need anything.

- Thank you.
- Oh!

This, on top of
everything else.

Come on, Davey.
Surely this is linked

to the death
of Erica Ryland.

Oh, really?
You can prove that, can you?

- No, but...
- Proof, Jane.

I can't do anything
without proof.

Mick, are you awake?

No.

Babe, you're shaking
like a leaf.

Hello?

Erica?

Oh, it's you.
Thank God for that.

You nearly scared
the life out of...

Thank you.

Well?

Well, what?

Have you got enough grounds

to launch
an initial investigation?

He was killed
with a speargun.

The kind that
scuba divers use.

Isn't Phillip Spence
a scuba diver?

Yeah. I know that.

That's why I've got him
down at the station,

along with the rest
of the crew,

waiting for me to give
them the old Davey
Higgins third degree.

- Clint, can you
do me a favour?
- Yeah.

Can you research
the lifeboat crew?

- What, all of them?
- No, just the six
that were on the boat

when Erica died.

We're missing something.
I know we are.

Okay.

So, Gobby...
Mind if I call you Gobby?

Where were you last night?

Don't shrug
your shoulders, my friend.

I'm gonna need an answer.

Home.

Can you prove
you were at home?

My wife can vouch for me.

Right, so your wife
was with you?

No. No, she was
in Okehampton

- visiting her sister.
- Sorry?

- She phoned me, didn't she?
- Okay, what time
was that then?

This morning.

So, how could she vouch
for your movements last night?

'Cause when she phoned
this morning,

I told her what
I was doing last night.

Let's start again,
shall we?

And you were
with your mum and
dad all night, is that right?

- Yeah, afraid so.
- Well, how are they?

- Haven't seen them for ages.
- Yeah, they're okay.

Dad's started playing
his guitar again.

Ah, that's good.
Is he getting any better?

- Well, depends.
- Depends? On what?

Whether you like
Smoke On The Water.

Honestly,
it's all he can play.

Well, that's not a bad thing,
I suppose.

Give him my regards, will you?
Your mum, too.

- All right, we're done.
- Cheers.

Mind how you go.

What?

That's your idea of
the third degree, is it?

No, I'm saving that
for Phillip Spence,

because if Spence knows
that Erica had an abortion

and that Chrissy paid for it,

that puts him right
in the frame, doesn't it?

Did you know that Erica was
expecting a child?

Your child.

And more to the point,
did you know that Erica

decided not to
have that child?

Because as a man
and a Buddhist, I believe,

that must have
been very hard for you.

Look, I can see
where this is going,

but I refuse to answer
any more questions

until I've seen a solicitor.

Okay.

I researched the lifeboat
crew, just as you asked.

- And?
- And, I must admit,

I have rarely encountered
a less inspiring bunch.

Okay, so, Phillip Spence
recently passed
an advanced driving test

and is troubled
by ingrown toenails.

Wait, it gets better.

In 1987, Gobby Mitchell
won a pie-eating
contest in Paignton.

And Jake,
you already know about.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you know, just all
the obvious stuff.

You do know that Jake's big
sister was Leah Taylor, right?

- Who?
- Leah Taylor,

Davey's first murder inquiry.

Sorry, I just assumed
it was common knowledge.

Well, I wouldn't have been
living here at the time.

So that's why Davey
knew Jake's parents.

You think it's important?

Of course
I remember the case.

Not the kind of thing
you forget, really.

I'd just joined CID
and what I wanted,

more than anything else,
was to get my teeth stuck

into a real murder inquiry.

Be careful
what you wish for, huh?

Did you know Leah's
family before?

Yeah, I knew her dad, Colin.

We played rugby together
back in the day.

We weren't exactly
best mates or anything,

but I liked him.
He was a good guy.

He's more of a mate
of Mick's actually.

Anyway,
when they found Leah,

I had to go 'round there
with my ex-governor,

break the news.

That must have been hard.

Yeah.
It was terrible.

He came to the door
with the little fella.

You mean Jake?

She'd gone shopping.

We didn't have to say
anything, really.

He could tell from
the look on our faces.

They say coppers don't take
their work home with them.

Don't you believe them.

What happened at the trial?

It never went to trial.

- He was deemed unfit to stand.
- Oh...

Mentally ill or confused
or something.

Thanks.

All right.

Jane?

Yeah?

Do me a favour, will you?

Don't go bothering Jake,
not without good reason.

Sure.

One, two, Danny La Rue.

Three, four, Roger Moore.

Mick, I need to talk to you
about Leah Taylor.

That's the last thing
I wanna talk about.

Because you knew her dad?

Mick, please.
This could be important.

Well, if you must know,

I was on the boat
that picked up John Barns,

Leah's murderer.

Well, he tried to drown
himself, didn't he?

Yeah, we fished him
out of the water.

He tried to drown himself
after he killed Leah?

No.
Two weeks before.

That's what's so hard to take.

Everyone knew
Barns was dangerous.

He'd attacked a girl before.

If we hadn't saved
his life that night,

Jake's sister would still
be alive.

So the night
it happened, who...

Who exactly was on the boat?

Me. Andy.
Chrissy.

Erica and Bob.
Yeah, all of us.

Is there any way Jake
or any of his family

could have known this?

Don't reckon so.

All it would say in the log is

"Swimmer in distress
rescued off Angel Cove."

That's what they say
when it's a suicide attempt.

"In distress."
It's a sort of code.

And anyone who would
join the lifeboat, they...

They would know this code?

Oh, definitely, yeah.

Thanks, Mick.

Davey, it's me.

Listen, I think I might know
what's going on.

Can you call me back?

Hi.

Are you talking to me?

Yeah.

Uh, my mum wants to know

if you'd like to
join our quiz team.

Your mum?

All right.

I want you to join
our quiz team.

Well, why didn't you say so?

Come on.

Right now,
ladies and gentlemen,

if I could just have
your attention, please.

Ladies and gentlemen,
if I can beg silence, please.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you all for turning up.

Right. Now, before we get
the quiz underway,

I've just got
something to say.

Uh...

As you know tonight
was originally organised

as a fundraising
to get a memorial

for our beloved Erica Ryland,

but, uh, sadly,
as you all know by now,

last night we lost
another loyal

and long-serving
member of the lifeboat crew,

our old friend Bob Fountain.

So, now I ask you
to dig deep tonight

as we help to raise money
to put towards

a fitting memorial plaque

honouring both
those two lost heroes.

Thank you.

Now, if you'd like to get
your brain cells galvanised,

another quick
sip on that sherry

and we'll start off
with question
one of round one.

Who wrote the novel
Treasure Island?

Well, I hope you lot
know this one.

Who wrote the novel
Treasure Island?

I want you...

Gobby?

What is it?

I didn't know
about the baby.

Not until it was too late.

Erica had spent
the night at her sister's.

At least,
that's what she said.

But when she came home,
I could see she'd been crying

so I asked her what was wrong
and she told me.

I'm sorry.

That must have been
very upsetting for you.

I was furious.

Called her every name
under the sun.

All my Buddhist training
went out of the window.

So when you saw Chrissy and
Erica together on the boat,

that's when you saw
your opportunity.

Wait, what's Chrissy
got to do with it?

- Well, I think you know.
- I assure you, I don't.

Chrissy lent Erica
the money for the abortion.

Okay.

That does surprise me.

But it doesn't
change anything.

Chrissy and me were friends
before Erica came along.

We'll remain friends
now she's gone.

- Really?
- Well, Chrissy must think so.

Why else would
she trust me with Bobby?

Sorry, I'm not with you.

Last night, as I was
getting ready for bed,

Chrissy brought
her dog 'round,

asked me to take care of him

in case something
happened to her.

Well that's
a bit extreme, isn't it?

Well, that's what I told her,
but she was adamant.

Even cried when
she said goodbye to him.

I said, "Chrissy, the police
are watching your house.

"What could possibly happen?"

Interview suspended
at 20:55.

And question ten.

Who played Batman in
the 1989 film
of the same name?

- Once again, that's
who played Batman...
- Oh, I know this one.

Keaton. Buster Keaton.

...in the 1989 film
of the same name?

What's so funny?

It was Michael Keaton.

Well, yeah,
that's what I meant.

Write it down.

Yeah, write it down, Julie.

- You know my name's Judith.
- That's what he meant.

You always were mouthy,
Jake Taylor,

even when you were little.

All right, Judith.

Right. Well,
I hope everyone is happy

'cause we're now having
a short intermission.

It's luxury
fish-and-chip time. Enjoy.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

- Seriously?
- What's wrong with that?

What are you two
smirking at?

- Nothing.
- Jake's got
a crush on Chrissy.

Not any more.
Like, when I was a kid.

Oh, yeah?
How did you know her?

Come on, Jake.
Spill the beans.

"Spill the beans"?

Chrissy used to live
next-door-but-one.

She used to, uh, baby-sit
for me and my sister.

Mum, what is it?

Have either of you
seen Chrissy recently?

No.

Why are you
so embarrassing?

It was funny.

- Chrissy!
- Nearly there!

Get off him!

Mick. Mick.

Mick.

Say something.

Please say something.

Something.

That was clever.

The way you faked
an attempt on your own life

to throw us off the scent.

Well, not clever
enough, obviously.

This is about John Barns,
isn't it?

The night
he tried to kill himself,

I said we should
let him drown.

The skipper overruled you,
didn't he?

That was Andy all over.

Always doing the right thing,
no matter what.

It was only at the end
that he admitted,

he admitted he'd been wrong.

He said that rescuing Barns

was the single greatest
regret of his life.

But I bet he
didn't tell you

to go around murdering
your fellow crew members?

He said we were all guilty

and that amounts
to the same thing!

- Is he all right?
- He's all right.

They went that way.

You waited till the storm
was at its worst

and when you saw
your opportunity,

you dragged Erica
over the side

and tried to drown her,
didn't you?

Only she fought back.

That was
Erica all over.

Even while I was
holding her under,
she still kept fighting.

Hit me so hard,
I almost blacked out.

Well, now they're gone,
it's my turn.

I mean, fair's fair, right?

Chrissy, taking your own life,
that's not gonna help anyone.

Chrissy!

No! Get off me! No! No!

No!

No!

So, why were you
following her?

I watch people.

And like this lady here,

I may not say much,
but I notice things.

She's been down
ever since Andy copped it.

I was more scared
that she might do herself in.

No.
Just everyone else.

Oh, my big man.

I really thought I'd lost you.

No way, my love.

I had her
just where I wanted her.

A couple more seconds,
I'd have broken both her arms.

7-2-4,
please respond.

So, what brought you
out here?

I notice things, too.

Yeah?

Have you noticed
it's your round?

It's always my round.