All language subtitles for Strike - S01E03 - Episode 3 (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

( music playing )

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ Somehow
we made it through ♪

♪ I may be gone ♪

♪ I may be far away ♪

♪ But I walk
beside you ♪

♪ Every step
of the way ♪

♪ When you're used,
bruised ♪

♪ Black and blue ♪

♪ Don't think about it ♪

♪ Never doubt it ♪

♪ I walk beside you. ♪

- ( jet passing overhead )
- ( chatter )

( engine starts )

Man over radio:
Road's clear ahead.

Maintain speed.
Over.

Man #2 over radio:
Roger that.

The unfortunate
Mrs. Anstis, right?

Aw, bollocks.

I'm a catch, mate.

Can't wait to get home
and hold him for the first time.

- Man over radio: Stand by.
Obstruction to the front.
- Yeah.

Man over radio:
One Afghan male
changing tire. Over.

Oi!

Yo!
Move the van!

Move!
Get in the van
and move it!

Oi!

Man over radio:
Holding. Holding.

Top gunner
trying to move him.

Soldier:
Oi! Clear the van!

Man on radio:
Two Afghan children
on the road.

( jet passing overhead )

Soldier:
Stop!

Get in the van.
Move the bloody van! Move!

Man on radio:
Beware, Afghan male
moving to the front of--

moving to the front
of the vehicle now.

Pushing on.

Man #2 over radio:
Roger that.

Push on, push on.

Man over radio:
Roger.

No! Brake! Brake!

Brake! Brake!

( wheezing )

( coughs )

( wheezing )

( helicopter approaching )

( coughing )

Sergeant Strike?
Strike, can you hear me?

Sergeant Strike?
Can you hear me?

( jackhammer rattling )

( jackhammer grows louder )

( grunts )

( wheezing )

Water.
Oh, no.

( groaning )

( vomiting )

( phone chimes )

( phone buzzes )

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Um...

Yes. I'd like
to try on some dresses.

Wow.
It looks great on you.

I'm just
waiting on my brother
to check it out.

It's for his wife,
actually.

Try the green one.

I think it would
really suit your coloring.

- Is she...?
- Dark.

- Stunning, actually.
- Right.

Was that somebody famous
I just saw leaving?

Not sure.

Wasn't Ciara Porter,
was it?

No, I didn't see her,

although she does
come in here sometimes.

And Lula Landry
came in here a lot,
didn't she?

Vashti was, like,
always in her lists.

Like, the top ten
things to do in London.

Day she died?

This changing room.

No way.

That's, like,
totally giving me
goosebumps.

( clears throat )

You know, they say she was
gonna meet Deeby Macc
the night she died,

but I don't think Lula
would ever cheat on Evan.

What?

She was so gonna meet
Deeby, trust me.

But she loved Evan.

Did you see the pictures
of their commitment ceremony?

Yeah? Well, how about
we heard them talking?

Who, Lula and Evan?

No. No,
this skanky, rude cow
she brought in with her.

But Mel taped them
talking on her phone.

- No way.
- Yeah. A bit naughty.

We were all, like, not sure
that's right, really,

but, well, she swore
it wasn't for the press,

just, you know,
play to her mates.

Wait, who's Mel?

She's not in today.
Day off.

But, trust me, Lula Landry
was doing the dirty on Evan,

and who else
is it gonna be
but Deeby Macc?

Come and have
a look out there.

What do you think?

Yeah.

"Yeah"?
She looks amazing.

But, fair play,
I guess my brother

would never say that
to me, either.

Very good.

I'll go back
for Mel later.

Bit of a sore head
this morning.

Mmm.

Was I...

- You were fine.
- Mm-hmm.

You were funny,
actually.

Good.

Is it really bad?

I've had worse.

But not recently.

Come look at this.

This is the figure
Bristow's so desperate
to find.

He's walking towards
then away from the flats.

A little bit agitated,
but, you know, could be

a Deeby Macc fan waiting
for a glimpse of his hero.

This is ten minutes
before Lula falls.

And then the next camera.

Robin:
That's after Lula fell.

Yeah. Same guy
walking quickly away,

less agitated,
more purposeful.

- Well, it's not the same guy.
- Why do you say that?

Because
his hoodie's got a--

a thingy, a logo on it.

Exactly. These are
two different people.

We can't see this guy's face,
but look at his hands.

Leather gloves.

Guy Somé dropped
a hoodie and gloves off

to the Deeby Macc flat.

So he could have used
the clothes as a disguise.

Yeah.

I need to speak
to Guy Somé,

see if this second guy
really is wearing his clobber.

Oh. Well, good luck
with that.

You're coming with me.

Oh.

I feel like
a woolly mammoth

that's wandered
into the gazelle enclosure.

Yeah. I was quite happy
with this handbag
five minutes ago.

Let's go.

- Strike: No, it's here now.
- ( indistinct chatter )

- Just-- excuse me.
- Yeah, we're going
with the feathers.

We're doing
the Milan shoot.

Sorry.

You don't have
an appointment.

So the mountain
thought, "Fuck it,"

and came to Kevin.

That's your
real name, right?

All I need you to do
is identify some items
of clothing.

Get out of my studio.

I believe
they may be yours,

and they might have
a bearing on Lula's death.

Surely you're
interested in that.

Come on.

I think he likes you.

Strike:
That is your stuff, right?

How did he get that?

Those haven't been
released yet.

These definitely yours?

You sure
that's your nose?

Strike:
The doorman
at Lula's flat said

he took some stuff
from you for Deeby Macc.

What'd you send him?

- Tricia!
- Yes, Guy?

Guy:
Bring me
a Deeby Macc hoodie

and a pair
of the new gloves.

What did Lula
make of Deeby Macc?

Guy:
Nowhere near
excited enough.

I kept saying to her,
"Babes, if he'd written
three tracks about me,

I'd be waiting
behind that front door
naked when he got in."

What I don't get
is why she chose Duffield,

with all his white-boy,
tortured-poet act,

when she was
meant to be looking
for her lost black soul.

How far did she get
with that?

She was looking for her dad
'cause he was African.

The mom was just some redneck
from Canning Town.

Mrs. Methadone
we called her.
( chuckles )

For a while,
Cuckoo was always
in the library,

got all excited
'cause apparently the old man

was some kind
of bigshot academic.

- Which library?
- I don't know.

- Round
Russell Square somewhere.
- ( knock on door )

Wasn't really
paying attention.

- Everyone switched off.
- Apart from Rochelle.

Yeah, well, she knew
how to play Lula.

Oh, I think
they might be a bit tight
on your big, hairy mitts.

Though Ciara certainly
wasn't complaining
about them.

Oh, no, you got quite
the five-star review,
darling.

And she's had plenty
to compare you with.

( sighs )

( doorbell rings )

Strike:
And they're in.

So the argument starts,
voices rise.

How do they get out
onto the balcony?

- She might have had
the door open already.
- Yeah, but it's snowing.

Well, Lula often felt trapped.
She liked having them open.

Or as the argument
escalates,

she turns around
to get away from him,

which is what I might do
if I wanted someone
to just leave.

Without realizing
Tansy Bestigui was
shivering underneath.

Mm-hmm.

I think it was
very sudden and brutal.

Tansy heard
no cries for help.

Well, I hope so--

that it was, uh,
quick at least.

Now I've very little time,
so I make one big mistake.

- I leave
the flowers here...
- Mm-hmm.

...so they appear
in a police shot

immediately
after the fall.

Oh, I'm not leaving them
here to die.

Walk down this road,

head bowed.

And off I go, hooded up
and hands gloved,

having completely
got away with it.

Oh, I found this,
by the way.

It's a library card for...

- SOAS.
- Mmm.

Russell Square.

We could go there tomorrow,
find out what she was
looking up.

Yeah. I've got to meet
Bristow in the morning.

I could go on my own.

Okay.

Good work today.

Thanks.

What are they?

Skateboards.

I mean...

We used them in
a crime reenactment today.

Look, I'm sorry
I was late last night.

- To be fair,
I should have called.
- That's all I was saying.

I'm not a control freak.
I'm just-- I'm worried.

I know.

It's not like you.

Friends?

Spoke to the mortgage
adviser today.

Oh, yeah?

We do need to get
our joint income up

if we want to get
a proper place

near a tube station
and some decent schools.

Have you told them
you're taking the job yet?

Not yet.

( clears throat )

Large whiskey.

And a pint.

Yvette:
This is Charlie
before he died.

Playing cricket.
He was very good.

I remember.

Alec said he'd bowl
for England one day.

And this is Lula
the day she came to us.

She loved
those red mittens.

I still have them.

John says you collected
some items from her flat.

- Mm, keepsakes.
- Like what?

Some bits and pieces.

You want me to put
the film on for you,
Lady B.?

Mmm.

Can you read me
the password?

Sure.

Leopard.

Oh, Leopard
for dear old Baby.

Underscore 1942.

1942--
the year I was born.

( TV beeping )

John:
Good morning.

Oh, macaroons?

( chuckles )
You are lucky.

Yvette:
Mr. Bone
bought them for me.

Really?

Thank you.
That's-- that's--

that's very kind.

Strike:
Just a few
quick things to ask.

Did you know
Lula was looking
for her biological family?

Yes, I knew
something about it.

I tried to steer clear
of the topic

for obvious reasons.

You don't know
who the father is?

Well, I still like
to think it was the man

who actually
brought her up, but...

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

He was an African student.

Nigerian, I think.

Alec told me.

He had to get another lawyer
to deal with the papers,

because Tony refused.

How come?

Didn't want us to have her.

- Why?
- Because of Charlie.

Tony said
something to Alec

that made
my husband very angry,

and there was
a fearful row,

and Alec said Tony shouldn't
come to the house anymore,

but he was
my brother, so--

oh, hush,
this is a good bit.

( TV playing )

Well, they're in
for a big surprise.

Last time we met,
you told me Tony was here

the evening Lula died.

You have a good memory.

Sorry. Uh, yes.

I was in the flat upstairs

while he was down
with Mom,

but I passed him
on the stairs, certainly.

He didn't watch
the film with you?

No, he left
just before that,
for Oxford.

Yeah.

Um, I-- I will see
what I can find out

regarding
the adoption papers, though.

That would be
very helpful.

She loved those mittens.

( clock chiming )

Oh, hi.

Back for the dress?

No. Is Mel about?

Down in the changing rooms.

- Are you Mel?
- Mm-hmm.

My name
is Cormoran Strike.

I work
for Lula Landry's family.

I'm here to explain to you
the legal hazards

of recording
private conversations

and sharing them
with third parties
without obtaining consent.

But first of all,
you're gonna give me

the audio file
you've got on your mobile.

Lula:
Just sign it there.

Rochelle:
Are you sure about this?

Never been surer, babe.

They don't need it,
do they?

I can't believe it.

I'm gonna see him tonight,
Roch, after all this time.

And that was the point
she leaned out

to see if anybody
was listening.

So paranoid,
these celebrities.

"I'm gonna see him
tonight."

Well, Deeby Macc.

Well, that's
the obvious conclusion.

- How did you get on
at SOAS?
- Okay.

So Lula's search record

shows that
she was looking at books
on Ghanaian history.

More specifically,
though,

she several times
took out a Ph.D. thesis

by a guy
called Josiah Agyeman,
who was a student there.

Agyeman.

- Not Nigerian.
- No, it's Ghanaian.

The dedication to his Ph.D.
looks interesting, though.

"For my beloved wife Ami
and our baby Jonah.

With grateful thanks
to Pastor Jorge Duran

of the Church
of Holy Light

for teaching
humility and faith

to one who had
so often strayed."

"One who had
so often strayed."

My guess would
be that he might be
Lula's biological father.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Right, I've gotta go meet
a Professor Enright,

his Ph.D. supervisor.

He's still at SOAS,
but he was teaching
this morning.

See you.

Robin:
Ghanaian political economy,

especially around
the time of Nkrumah.

Actually,
I was keen to talk
to Josiah Agyeman.

I'm afraid Dr. Agyeman's
no longer with us.

Oh. Well, could you, um,

tell me where I might be able
to get in touch with him?

He died just over
a year ago.

Oh.

You're not
the first young lady
who's come asking about him.

So Lula must have found out
exactly the same thing as you.

Mmm. Professor Enright
said she was very upset.

He didn't know
who she was?

He's a specialist
in post-colonial

administrative divisions
in Sub-Saharan Africa.

I think the world
of celebrity fashion
might have passed him by.

So Agyeman's
a complete dead end?

No, because then
I tracked down Pastor Duran,

the Pentacostalist
he mentions in his
Ph.D. dedication.

The church
is out in Tooting,

and he had a lot of pictures
of the Agyeman family,

including...

Oh, not that one.

- Wow.
- Mm-hmm.

That's Agyeman
with his son Jonah.

No doubting where
she got her looks from.

Mm-hmm.

Blue, red, blue.

It's TRF.
It's Coldstream Guards.

Lula said, "I can't believe
I'm gonna see him tonight."

And in the changing room
at Vashti,

"I'm gonna see him
after all this time."

She was expecting him,
not Deeby Macc.

She thought she was
gonna see her brother
for the first time.

You don't think that...

Make some calls.

Sad.

Her so excited
about finding him, and...

There's usually
something quite sad

at the back of it all.

( sighs )

Where are you going?

To tell John
about Lula's brother.

John:
A brother?

You know, that makes me
feel really strange.

'Course it does.

I-- I hate the term
"real brother"

or-- or "real parent."

My real parents were
the ones who raised me.

Definitely go along
with that.

( stammering )
Your own father.

As far as Jonny Rokeby
was concerned,

I was just a shudder
in the loins.

So this brother,

this soldier is the one
in the CCTV footage?

Keeping an open mind
for now.

So do you think we should
tell the police about Agyeman?

( phone buzzes )

Sorry, John, I've got
to go meet somebody
pretty urgently.

Oh, no, don't worry.

Morning, sir.

Would you like
to follow me, please?

They told me
you were once a suit.

Helmand, right?

It's my fault
she killed herself.

All of this is my fault.

How's that?

She wanted to see me
the night she died.

In the end, I couldn't.

That's you, right?

Tell me what happened.

Dad told me about it
when he was dying.

Said he didn't know
if she had the baby.

The woman
he lodged with
in London?

He was a student at the time,
and Mom was in Accra.

Then Lula calls you
out of the blue.

She didn't want the press
to find out.

She used her mate's phone.

Some Rochelle bird, yeah.

So suddenly you found out
you've got a half-sister

who's a world-famous
supermodel.

It was all
too much for me.

You know,
doing my head in.

Lula, all them posh cars
and flats, and Mom...

I understand.

( scoffs )

Do you?

( chuckles )

It would have broken
my mom's heart.

Her health's not so good.

And I said no to Lula
at first,

but then she--
she kept on, you know?

Kept on...
Did you know her?

No.

She was-- I mean...

You know,
she was full-on,
you know?

At one point,
she was going on,

"You can have
all my money,"

and I said, "I don't care
about your money."

She was even going on
about leaving everything
to me in her will

just to piss her uncle off.

Afterwards,
I felt so guilty.

If I had gone in...

she'd still be alive.

Wanting to protect your mom
was a good instinct.

And she said
she understood about Mom,

that she didn't
want to hurt anyone.

( chuckles )

As if.

I mean, she was looking
for something, you know?

She sounded all right.

I think she was.

( sniffles,
clears throat )

- I'll call.
- Okay.

I think I'll add stalking
to harassment.

Your nephew said you were
at your sister's house
in Chelsea

the night
of Lula's death.

Is that correct?

That's your alibi.

What on earth would I need
an alibi for?

You tell me.

Can you prove
that I wasn't there?

You used your credit card
to pay a bar bill

in your favorite hotel
around about the same time

you were supposed to be
with your sick sister.

Why didn't you want
the Bristows to adopt Lula?

That's not...

It wasn't...

Yvette told me you
didn't want Lula around
in the first place.

Didn't stop you
becoming very interested
in protecting her wealth.

I always had
Lula's best interests
at heart.

Always.

From day one.

Chelsea.

Bunsen.

How's it going, Shanker?

Put some flowers
on your ma's grave
the other day.

Appreciate it.

Something you want?

This is a car registration
and its normal location.

Oh, right.
Want us to nick it?

No.

Well, can we?

Leave the car where it is.
Don't nick anything.

But if you were
to get inside

and check something
for me...

- Checking what?
- The satnav.

I want you to enter
this address,

see if it comes up
in previous destinations.

Hi, it's Robin Ellacott.

I came in--
yes, Human Resources.

Well, I was just
calling to say

that my circumstances
have changed,

so I won't be able
to accept the position.

But if you could
pass on my appreciation...

Yes, thank you.
Thank you.

- We didn't even discuss it.
- We did discuss it.

Okay, but we didn't
decide anything.

- This affects us both.
- Yeah, but primarily me.

Look, I--

I've--

I like the work
I'm doing now.

I've always dreamt
about a career like this.

Like this?
As I recall,
it was psychology,

not doing
the filing for a one-legged
investigator in Soho.

( laughing )

I like the way
you've made it all sound
equally sleazy there.

You know, he lost
his leg fighting a war.

And what a bloody waste
of time and effort that was.

Oh, what an awful thing
to say.

Well...

Maybe if you met him.

Met him?

Yeah. We could go for a drink
or something after work.

And would I walk home
on my own

while you tuck him up
in bed?

Forget it, then.

I'm joking.

I'm joking!

You think she was killed
because she made a will?

No, I don't,
but Rochelle definitely was.

( scoffs )
I'm not with you.

I think Rochelle was
blackmailing the killer,

because she was
the only other person
who knew about the will.

- Then where is it?
- I don't know.

( sighs )

He'll kill again
if he has to.

( phone rings )

Cormoran Strike's office.

Did you make that call?

Disputed estate, Richmond.

- That's it.
- All booked in.

- Great.
- ( beeps )

There's actually something
I wanted to talk to you about--

( disconnected tone beeps )

Oh.

I'd never sign up
to be cast away

on a desert island
with that one.

Do you remember
Tony being here
the night Lula died?

Oh, it's all so blurry now.

My long-term memory's
good enough,

but the drugs make
everything so muddled.

I understand.

I remember
you and Charlie, though.

Thick as thieves.

Your mother was a model
or something.

That's right.

Such a glamourpuss.

You don't look
anything like her.

Johnny's not much
to look at, either.

My husband Alec had
a lot of homosexual friends.

House of Lords.

And he used to say
he didn't in the least

mind them being
around young Johnny.

"Just because
they're queer, Yvette,

doesn't mean to say
they have poor taste."

( laughing )

Lunchtime, Lady B.

Mind if I use
the bathroom?

Hmm-hmm.

Marsha:
There you go.

( doorbell rings )

( dial clicking )

He's upstairs.

- ( toilet flushes )
- ( door closes )

Wouldn't go in there
for a bit.

( car alarm blaring )

Shanker:
The satnav
remembered the address.

- Right.
- And we found this.

I told you not to--

( bell clicking,
ringing )

( mutters )

Nah.

Now, that's free.

But my boy
was heartbroken

once he got in the car
and he couldn't take it.

Hopefully, this will
soothe the pain.

( music playing )

I've got him, Wardle.

( bicycle bell ringing )

Have you heard anything?

Has there been an arrest?

Go home.

Honestly, I'm not
expecting anybody now.

Go on.

Nothing's gonna
happen tonight.

I, um--

I didn't take
the job in HR.

Oh.

I'm not gonna be able
to afford you much longer

once this job...

I know.

'Night.

Robin:
Sure. Yeah.

I'm gonna be
a bit late tonight.

The chap they picked up
on the CCTV,

they never traced him.

That's you, right?

She said she was
frightened of him.

Get the fuck away from me!

( laughter )

( bell clanks )

( knock on door )

John:
Uh, hello?

( muffled music playing )

Hello?

Ah.

It's only you, John.

Oh. Were you
expecting someone else?

Maybe, yeah.
But I'm glad.

You want some pizza?
There's a slice left.

Although I picked off
the pepperoni.

No, thank you.

Take a seat.

Just for
all the hard work.

Tracking down Jonah Agyeman
was quite a result.

That's really generous.

Um...

Marsha told me
you visited today.

I-- I was
a little surprised,
to be honest.

- Mm?
- No, thank you.

Yeah, I-- I got
called out to visit

a potential client
in Richmond,

but it turned out
they didn't exist.

Yeah. I got
my secretary to do that.

I'm sorry, John.
I needed you out the way
for a bit.

( scoffs )

I have some distressing news
regarding Tony Landry.

He knows
you killed Lula.

I'm sorry?

He knows you killed Lula.

He might not admit it
to himself, but...

deep down he knows.

It's impossible to know
something that isn't true.

On the day Lula died...

you visited her flat.

You were furious
she found Jonah.

You left.

You went downstairs,

but you didn't
leave the building.

( speaks Polish )

Strike:
They were preparing the flat
for Deeby Macc's arrival.

That helped you
with a few props.

( Lechsinka
speaking Polish )

( man speaking Polish )

( argument continues )

Strike:
The flowers and the clothes
for your getaway.

I don't know when you decided
to kill your sister,

just as I'll never know
the exact moment

you decided
to push your brother

over the edge of a quarry
all those years before.

But you did decide.

And then you went back.

( sighs )

John:
I'm-- I'm very sorry.

I'm not awfully good
at the kind of scornful denial

which I assume
is my job here.

I'm just-- I--

I'm--
I'm really disappointed.

Open it.

That's what you've been
looking for, isn't it?

It was in the Somé handbag

that your mother took
from Lula's flat.

You didn't know
about the detachable
linings, though, did you?

Been under your nose
all this time.

Rochelle knew
of its existence, obviously.

- That's why you killed her.
- I've never met her.

Then why did your satnav
prompt her address when
we entered it?

Rochelle wasn't
such a good friend to Lula.

She decided to blackmail you
over the will.

Of course, she had no idea
what you were capable of.

What you'd already done.

( indistinct arguing )

Strike:
Lula told you
all about the will

in your second argument,

and that sealed her fate.

( no audible dialogue )

John:
It all went to Mom.

Lula died intestate.

I inherited nothing.

Yeah, but you will
when your mother dies,
which won't be long.

( scoffs )

But I think money was
always a secondary motive

to envy.

This is the bell
from Charlie's bike,
isn't it?

The one he was
riding when he fell
into the quarry.

First your brother Charlie,

then Lula.

And you hired me
to help you frame Jonah.

I have some sympathy
for you here

with your mother's
endless categorizing.

The handsome one,
the clever one,
the funny one.

You were always
just the second one.

Oh, please, anything
but the cod psychology.

No, fine, sure.

I'm not a big one
for motive, actually,

although juries
are suckers for it.

Let's stick with what
we actually know.

Tony always suspected
you of involvement in
Charlie's death.

He tried
to stop your parents
adopting again

because he was
frightened for Lula.

And he told you that,
did he?

He was nowhere near
your house that night.

At first,
that made me suspicious,

but then I realized
that you giving him an alibi

meant that
he was effectively
giving one to you.

Tony Landry's
a weak-willed coward.

But he's not a murderer.

You are.

We're done here.

Your mother's
a dead junkie,

your father doesn't even
want to know you exist,

you're in debt
up to your eyeballs,

and you live in your office
eating junk food.

Good luck taking that
to the police.

I already have.

You should know, by the way,
that leather is porous.

It doesn't
prevent the transmission
of forensic evidence.

It's a common mistake.

But it actually just causes
criminals to sweat,

especially when
they're as hyped up
as you were that night.

You're going to prison
for two murders, John.

Should be three, of course.

( exhales )

John, you know it's over.

( John shouts )

( shouting, grunting )

( groaning )

( groaning )

- ( shouting )
- ( clattering )

Cormoran?

Robin:
Cormoran?

Get out!

( screams )

( both groaning )

Cormoran?

Cormoran, stop!
Stop! Stop it! Stop.

Fuck.

You're really bleeding.
I'll call an ambulance.

And a taxi.

I'm not traveling
with that bastard.

( indistinct chatter )

I was sorry to hear
about Lady Bristow.

It was time.

And it was
very peaceful.

So why did you
want to see me?

Before she died,
my sister and I agreed

that we would respect
Lula's wishes with regard
to Jonah Agyeman.

Okay.

I will also pay
any outstanding fees
or expenses due to you.

Thank you.

I fear you have
a low opinion of me,
Mr. Strike.

I never knew
for certain what happened
with John and Charlie

when they were
at the quarry that day.

You were anxious enough

to try and stop them
adopting Lula.

So imagine what
would have happened
if I'd told Yvette

that he might also
have killed Lula.

Imagine what that
would have done to her.

She never really
got over Charlie's death,

and she was dying herself.

Families.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yes, of course,
I'll make sure I pass that on.

- ( door opens )
- Thank you very much. Bye.

Phone hasn't
stopped ringing.

Thank you.

I know what it costs,
remember?

Think of it as a bonus.

I never did tell you.

Tell me what?

What it was that I--
I wanted to say

the night
that John Bristow
attacked you.

I'm tired
of pointless interviews.

I like it here.

But Tony Landry kept
his promise and paid up.

I've cleared my debts.

So...

Can we make this permanent?

Yeah.

You might be waiting
a while for a pay rise.

That's fine.

All right, then.

( phone ringing )

Oh.

Cormoran Strike's office.

Well, we're pretty busy
at the moment,

but if you give me
your contact details,

then I'll, uh...

Robin: Uh-huh.

Okay, thank you
very much.

- ( music playing )
- ( receiver clicks )

♪ Poor old Granddad ♪

♪ I laughed
at all his words ♪

♪ I thought
he was a bitter man ♪

♪ He spoke
of women's ways ♪

♪ They trap you
then they use you ♪

♪ Before you even know ♪

♪ For love is blind
and you're far too kind ♪

♪ Don't ever let it show ♪

♪ I wish that I knew
what I know now ♪

♪ When I was younger. ♪