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[opening theme music playing]

[gentle music playing]

[music over radio]

[Eva]
"Dear Mum and Dad,

Darrowby is very different
from home.

The family I'm staying with
are nice.

But a bit strange too.

James and Tristan are funny.

They remind me of the Tin Man
and the Scarecrow,

still waiting to go on
their adventure."

-You're lifting your elbow!
-Well, play with fire,

expect to get burned.

[radio
music continues]

"Mrs Hall's definitely
the good witch,

but Helen is that, too."

You have to watch him

we'll have all manner
of funny spellings going on.

"Siegfried's quite grumpy,
he's like the lion,

he roars a lot
but he's not really scary.

Don't be sour Mrs H,

just because I'm blessed
with a vocabulary

more heterogeneous than most.

-[Mrs Hall] Siegfried?!
-What's wrong with 'Scrotch'?

I did warn you.

"There's no wicked witch,

or flying monkeys
which is good.

Because they definitely
are scary."

What does it even mean?

I'd rather not say
in polite company.

"I'll write again soon.

Lots of love, Eva.

[telephone rings]

That'll be ma!

Darrowby, 2297.

Oh.
Just some old man.

Oi, careful.

Sorry about that, yes...

Hello Major,

it is the veterinary
practice, yes.

It's just an evacuee
we have staying with us.

She will be safer here,
I'm sure.

As for the rest of us...

[Siegfried]
Oi, paws off!

But it's not even
a real word!

[Siegfried] Yes, it is!

What can we do for you?

I'll have one of them down
to you, first thing.

Bye now.

[ambient music playing]

[Sebright] Good of you
to come so promptly, Farnon.

For this young fellow
it's no trouble at all.

We were giving him a run out
yesterday afternoon,

then he pulled up
quite suddenly.

Seemed to be carrying
his foreleg.

Yes, I can see it's swollen.

[horse grunting]

And warm to the touch.

Could be muscular

or possibly a small fracture
of the medial splint.

-That sounds rather serious.
-Not always.

Good.
The Colonel will be pleased.

He's taken a stake in River.

Keen to see how he runs.

He asked after you,
actually.

Well, your boy at any rate.

Which boy's that?

Tristan. Your brother.

The Colonel wondered
if he was a relation.

I'm sorry.
I still don't follow.

His call-up to the Royal
Army Veterinary Corps.

He volunteered,
didn't he?

Yes, but he's in
a reserved occupation.

It's my understanding
he's going to get

his letter in the next day
or so.

So, what d'you think?

Will this horse be fit to
race in the Boxing Day meet?

What? Of course he won't.
Don't be ridiculous.

You just said
it wasn't serious

and this may be
the last chance

this horse gets to run.

The Colonel said

in the next few days?

You sound disappointed,

aren't you proud
he's going to serve?

Tristan's many things,

but he's not a soldier.

Neither were any of us

before we were.

I could have a word
with the Colonel.

There may be a way
to hold him back.

One good turn
deserves another,

wouldn't you say?

If this horse runs
when he's not fit

there's a danger
of really serious injury.

Then you best see him right.

[playing "The First Noel"]

Your piano's out of tune.

I'm sure that's it.
Time for breakfast.

[James] I'm stuck here, and
there's another attempted raid

over Glasgow.

My dad said he saw our lads
flying out to see them off.

Nothing in the post
for either of us,

-I take it?
-No, still waiting.

You'll be told if
and when you're needed.

Mrs Pumphrey called.

Ah, Tricki been
at the mince pies again?

[sighs]
She said it were a cat.

Tricki ate a cat?

[all laughs]

Don't be silly.

[Mrs Hall]
It's a stray.

She sounded quite upset
about it.

I'll head up there this morning.

You been practicing piano, Eva?

Aye.

Who the heck is Noel?

It's No-el.

You know, the Christmas carol.

That's when you
all go around

-singing at night, in't it?
-Have you never been

carolling before, Eva?

I'm Jewish.

We have Hannukah instead.

It goes for eight whole days.

You light a candle
on the Menorah

and say a blessing.

And you get presents,

and chocolate coins every day.

That sounds
like a lovely thing

why don't we do that here?

What did you call it?

Hannukah, and it's too late.

It started on the sixth of
December this year.

Oh, I'm sorry we missed it.

Since I'm with you this year,

does that mean
I get to do Christmas?

If that's what you'd like.

[door closes]

You were out early
this morning?

I wanted to see River,
first thing.

You two, yard please...

-You're not going to sit?
-Sorry, Mrs Hall

I've rather a lot
to get through.

Tristan, now please,
if you wouldn't mind.

-Need a lift up to the farm?
-Are you alright?

Me Dad's dropping
some eggs at the market,

so I'll go back with him.

-Can I come with you, James?
-If you like.

But finish your breakfast first.

[River exhales]

River's coming to stay with us

for a couple
of days' treatment.

James, get the door
to the barn please,

Tristan, start bringing

in the hay.

[James]
Is it a sprain?

[Siegfried]
Possible stress fracture

I'm hoping once we get
the swelling down,

we'll discover
that's not the case.

Wouldn't he be better off
resting at the stables?

I want to keep a close eye
on him he's got a race

-in a couple of days.
-That doesn't give you
much time.

No, it doesn't.

Thank you, Herriot,

weren't you going up
to Pumphrey's?

Tristan, I, um,

I'd like you to stay...

If you could stay

keep the leg bathed
with water,

it's important to keep it
as cold as possible.

I'm think I can manage that.

Just for an hour.
Then you can get back

to the surgery.

Not that we have any patients.

You have to be here
in case you're needed.

An emergency could turn up
at any time.

If you say so.

I just...

[water pouring]

...got
to get some air.

Right.

Let's have a look at you,
then lad, shall we?

[whimsical music playing]

So, there's a good witch,
and a bad witch

And a little man who lives
behind a curtain,

he's called Oz,
and he's a wizard.

Wow.

And Dorothy has ruby slippers

that can magically
take her home.

This is a big house!

[Mrs Pumphrey]
It was the strangest thing.

We hadn't seen her
for a week or more.

And then she staggered
into the kitchen

a few hours ago,

with this little chap
in her mouth.

She laid down
and hasn't moved since

-[growling]
-Tricki's been

beside himself
with worry.

Debbie's one of
the few felines

that Tricki
has no animus towards.

She's a little underweight.

The poor girl's exhausted.

Can I examine him?

Here you are.

[meows]

So, you must be
the new vet assistant

we've been hearing all about.

I'm Eva.

Eva Feldman.

Marjorie Pumphrey.
Delighted.

How're you enjoying your stay?

You must miss your
mother and father terribly.

Not really.

Home's boring,

I don't even have a garden.

Or any brothers and sisters
to play with.

I'm sure you give
your parents the runaround.

Pa works late
at the war office,

and Ma's always busy.

Take it from one who knows,

those who are able
to entertain themselves

are never bored.

Are those chocolates?

Um... yes.

Tricki's not one
for chocolate.

Far too
rich for his taste,

and I've far more
than I can eat.

Thank you.

This is a big house
for one person.

Yes, it is.

Which is why I like it

when people come
to visit me.

The kitten's in fine health,

but the constant feeding
has really

taken it out of Debbie.

What she could do
is a break.

So we'll have to separate them,

and bottle feed
the kitten.

Won't he miss his ma?

If he can smell his mother,

he won't take the bottle.

We'll have to take him back
with us.

Oh, dear!

[both chuckle]

[meows]

-[Tristan] Cheers!
-[Maggie] Cheers!

[Tristan]
And merry Christmas.

So, go on then,
what's happened?

[Tristan] Mm.

Well, Florence got

rather too attached,

poor love...

naturally,

I didn't want to lead her on.

So, you know.
[tuts]

[Maggie]
Mm.

Oh, God, alright,

I asked her to marry me.

-Triss!
-[sighs]

It seemed like a good idea
at the time.

Don't laugh!

I'm not. Sorry.

Was it very romantic?

Where did you do it?

Next to the drain
at the side of her house.

[gasps and laughs]

Please. Maggie.

-You pillock.
-I am.

But I'm learning.

I shouldn't laugh.

I'm sorry if you were upset.

I admit it
wasn't entirely painless.

But at least it brought
into focus

what I really should be
doing with my life.

You put your name forward.

You and James
will just have to wait.

And it turns out I am
needed here after all.

I've seen four pets this week.

Four!
Just think of that.

Mm...
Another in there?

Best not.
There might be a dog

that needs its nails clipped.

[Maggie chuckles]

But put a pint
in the till for Arthur,

for when he gets back.

You don't need
to do that.

Add it to my bill.

I've been meaning
to talk to you about that.

[playful music playing]

Maggie,

what on earth were you thinking

letting it get that high?

You said you'd be able to pay.

Yes, I said that.

Of course, I said that.

[sighs]

Slim pickings
for Christmas this year.

Heh...
We manage somehow.

At least I don't have a party
to cater for,

didn't feel right in the times
we live in.

Any word from Edward?

Still at sea.

He says he's enjoying himself,

though I suspect
he's only saying that

to stop me worrying.

Oh, I don't know,

maybe he's found
his place

in the world.

[both chuckle]

What've you got there?

Just, uh,

getting rid of a few
bits before I leave.

And I might see if Charlie'll
give us a bob or two for it.

Leave?

I've er...

I've taken a job over in Hull.

I'm with my sister
for Christmas Day

and then I'm leaving
after that.

Oh...

I won't gonna go

without saying goodbye.

Well...

Of course we'll be sorry
to see you go.

Well, I suppose this is it,
then.

No, it isn't.

You can't just...

Stop by tomorrow evening,

we're having a few people
over for drinks.

I thought you weren't having
a party this year?

We are.

I mean, we're not.

Just a few people,

a glass or two of sherry.

Alright, well,

I suppose we could
drop by on the way.

Well, I'll see you then.

[James] I didn't think we
were having a party this year?

[Mrs Hall]
Well, we're not,

it's just, uh,

a few people coming round
for food and drinks,

carols around the piano.

That sounds like a party.

Oh, are we having a party?

No, well--

Yes, a gathering,

a select few people
for a glass of sherry.

Which people?

Oh... you know...

Just... people...

-Gerald.
-[all] Gerald.

He's going, so he's coming.

To say goodbye.

Because he's going.
That's all.

He's not drinking.

When a cat wants
her kittens to feed,

-she licks them.
-I'm not licking a kitten.

[laughs]
You don't have to,

but if you stroke his neck

it'll feel like his
mum's doing it.

[Siegfried]
Ah, here we all are.

Mister Farnon,
would you mind

-switching off the light?
-Yes, of course.

We thought it'd be nice to try

some of Eva's Jewish
traditions.

I know it's late, and we don't
have a proper Menorah.

But I managed to find
eight matching candles.

Should I light one?

We light a new candle each day
of Hannukah

and sing the blessing.

Dad always asks Mum
to sing it usually.

But I could try if you'd like?

That'd be lovely.

♪ Baruch atah Adonai♪

♪ Eloheinu Melech ha'olam ♪

♪ Asher kid'shanu b'mitzvotav ♪

♪ V'tsivanu l'hadlik
ner shel Hanukkah ♪

Now, you say, "Amen".

[all] Amen.

[squeaking]

Don't worry, Vonolel,

we'll find a way.

Still prefer the company of
animals to people, I see?

[Siegfried]
They're easier to understand,

with considerably
less back chat.

And they go where you lead them.

Not true in Tristan's case.

He's determined to leave.

You think you have so much time.

Then they're gone,

and you're left wondering
what to do with your life...

[sighs]

apart from counting the days

'til you see them again.

Sorry, Mrs Hall,

I'm worrying about Tristan

and Edward's
out at sea somewhere.

Having children's
the most wonderful

and painful thing
you can do in life.

-I wouldn't know.
-You would.

You do.

He really doesn't understand

what he's getting
himself into.

It's not your choice to make.

Mrs Hall?

I was rather hoping this might
have a drop of whisky in it.

I were rather hoping
you'd drink that

and then take
yourself to bed.

I know you don't want
to go back in there,

but you're domesticated.

If I let you out,
the world will eat you up.

[squeaks]

["Joy to the World" playing,
over radio]

When do we put the socks out?

The stockings go up tonight.

Right by the fire

so Father Christmas
can find them

when he goes down the chimney.

We've Midnight Mass before then,

when we all go to the church
and sing together.

And when we get back
we'll put a mince pie

and sherry out,
and a carrot for the reindeer.

Will I get presents?

You've been good, haven't you?

-Mm... sometimes.
-[all chuckles]

I'm sure that'll be
plenty enough.

You know, I actually did get

a lump of coal one year.

That didn't happen?

[Eva]
Father Christmas must've thought

you'd been very bad.

Oh, he did.
He most certainly did.

Not a great deal has changed
to be honest.

[all chuckle]

Eva, why don't you show Jenny
that kitten of yours?

I'll do that.

["Joy to the World"
continues playing, over radio]

Any animals in surgery
this afternoon?

None. I'm going around
the bend with boredom.

Used to love having your
feet up doing nothing.

That's before there was
a war to fight.

Mrs H, have you seen
Siegfried this morning?

He's back up at the Major's.

Left about half an hour ago.

-Oi, where're you off to?
-Sebright Saunders,

see if my brother
doesn't need a hand.

Now you hold on a moment.

-Here.
-Thank you.

[serene music playing]

[River grunts]

[River neighs]

He's certainly travelling
over the ground a little easier.

Well, we've managed
to reduce the swelling

but we're very much treating
the symptom not the cause.

The Colonel is grateful
for all your hard work Farnon.

He's had a word with the North
Yorkshire Division.

Your lad won't be required
for the duration.

He can ignore
his call-up letter.

Thank you, Albert.

[River neighs]

[River cries]

He's pulled up.

[Sebright]
Hmm?

The prognosis isn't good.

I'm afraid it's as I said.

The injury is still there,

what this horse needs
is three months' rest

and a gradual
programme of rehabilitation.

Is there nothing you can do
for him?

I told the Colonel,
you would get him running.

He won't take too kindly
to the news

that you're pulling him out.

[horse snorts]

Perhaps we could take away
the pain.

We could give him an injection
before the race

that would allow him to run.

Isn't there a chance

you could make the injury worse,

he could break his leg
completely.

Thank you, Tristan.

I'm going to be busy here,

you should go back
to the practice.

Siegfried, I don't think--

Now, please.

Tell the Colonel
he'll be ready

for the starter's tape.

I'm sorry to ask you,

and I know it's unfair.

But he's my little brother.

You understand, don't you?

I'll be there with you,

and I'll do everything I can

to take away your pain.

He looks like
he's doing much better now.

I've given him a name.

He's called Toto.

[meows]

[James] How'd it go
with the Major?

Confusing.

Siegfried is determined
to let him race.

This is the only one,

so you know where to say
your goodbyes with Gerald.

[chuckles]

Where is everyone?

I thought you were going
to invite people.

You didn't give us much notice.

I told Gerald we were
having people over

if it's just us...

-he'll think...
-Think what?

What will he think?

Well, that it's some
sort of a ruse.

Hmm. To what end, one wonders.

You look lovely, Audrey.

It's part of her ruse.

There is no ruse.

Paws off.

Saving them for someone special?

Don't worry,
I've asked Maggie

to bring some people
over from The Drovers.

Oh, go on then, Triss,
I'll have a whisky.

So what happened with River?

He broke down.
Siegfried's with him now.

He's talking about

giving him an injection

to get him through the race.

That doesn't sound
very sensible.

He suspects the horse

has a stress fracture.

I don't understand why
he'd even contemplate

letting him run.

I'm as lost as you are.

[Helen] What could be
more important to him

than the wellbeing of
an animal in his care?

Of course.

What is it?

He's doing it to keep me back.

What're you talking about?

He's got his old army pal

to scupper my enlistment.

He wouldn't.

I guarantee it.

Jim, who's the attending vet
at the racecourse?

Norris.

What're you going to do?

I'm going to tell him
that River is unfit

and shouldn't be allowed
to run.

[River grumbles]

I know,
it's uncomfortable.

But it'll give you
some support.

Albert,

I've just been putting on
this support.

Give it a rest, Farnon.

I'm not sure I like your tone.

River's been pulled
from tomorrow's race.

The attending vet
received a phone call

informing him
that my horse was unfit!

You can't think it was me.

I've been doing
everything in my power

to see he makes
the starter's gate,

against my better judgement
I might add.

Oh, then there must
be another vet

going by the name of Farnon.

[music tune playing over radio]

He'll be here.

Any ideas what you might say
to him?

I'll be happy to get
any words out at all.

[doorbell rings]

Evening!

Oh, good evening,
Mr Dinsdale.

Heard there was a party going.

Thought I'd come
for one.

It's more of a gathering,
really.

Well, so long as there's ale,

you can call it what you like.

Not got many takers this year?

Father Christmas
is lacking his usual charm.

How many more of these beggars
do I have to see?

Well, come in then!

Ugh!

-This one seems happy with you.
-[purring]

He's put on
some weight already,

Eva's done a fine job
taking care of him.

He's called Toto now.

How's Debbie doing?

Oh, much better,

she's been asleep mostly,

waking only to eat

but I can see

she's getting her strength back.

Does that mean Toto
will have to go back

to his Ma soon?

I think Toto's
rather enjoying

his adventure away with you,

wouldn't you agree,
Mr Herriot?

Certainly seems to be.

I know you're only saying that

because you think
that looking after the kitten

would make me happy.

You're a sharp one,
aren't you?

My Mum says I should be careful

else I cut myself
one of these days.

I rather think Toto
will be happiest with you.

I'm sure his mother
will go back

to her roaming ways
anyway,

once she's got her strength
back.

Eva,

there's someone here
I think you'd want to meet.

I'll hold him for you.

[meows]

[chuckles]

Are you ready to meet
Father Christmas Eva?

He looks funny.

Right. You coming in or not?

Dad!
Be nice!

You think she'll be alright?

It might put her off Christmas
for good.

[all snorts]

So you been good then, lass?

Are you the real
Father Christmas?

Your beard doesn't look real

and I don't think it's very nice

to pretend to be someone
you're not.

Ah, well he's a pal of mine

and he says
it's alright.

You know, if you lie
you get a lump of coal.

Here.

-Do you not have any sweets?
-No.

I've got an orange.

Christmas is strange.

[doorbell rings]

Don't worry, I'll get it.

-You made it.
-I said I would.

You did.

I mean,
come in, come inside.

Let me get your coat.

-[door shuts]
-[Rock barks]

I'm just, uh,

stopping on my way through.

I can't stay.

Go on in,
I'll fix you a drink.

Shush you.

I'd better get back to the pub.

It'll be anarchy without me
there.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks for coming,
Maggie.

And thanks for being
a good friend.

You too.

-[chuckles]
-Oh.

You're really not going
to pounce on me?

No.

I wouldn't do that to you.

-Or Arthur.
-Aye.

Neither would I.

[indistinct chatter]

[door shuts]

[Siegfried]
Tristan!

Jenny,

would you mind taking this
to Gerald for me?

And don't let him leave.

What'll you have me do?

Hobble him?

If that's what it takes!

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

[Siegfried]
Tristan?!

-So, Hull, eh?
-Yeah.

Yeah, Hull.

[Siegfried] You'll call
the racecourse, first thing,

you'll admit your mistake.

And that will be
the end of it.

-No.
-No?

Negative.
Never.

-Ne.
-Ne?

-Ne?
-Yeah, it's Latin for no.

No, it isn't.
There's no Latin word for no,

it needs to be combined
with another word

[Mrs Hall]
Because that's

what's important
right now?

The animal
always comes first,

that's what you've drummed
into me

for the last,
God knows how many years.

Not in this case it doesn't!

Why, I wonder?

[scoffs]

You think I'm stupid,
don't you?

Well, we're certainly
short of evidence

to the contrary.

Mr Farnon, that sort of talk

really don't help.

You spoke to the Major,

but it wasn't to help
my enlistment.

It was to hold me back.

-Jenny?
-[Tristan] You didn't think

I was up to it.

It's not that at all.

It really isn't love.

You've never believed in me.

Not this again,
how many times

do we have to go through this?

Triss, just listen to him.

-Let him explain.
-No!

No, I've heard it all before.

None of it's his fault,
I don't know

what's good for me.
Only he does.

Everything I've done

was in your best interests.

Well, what about what I wanted?

There was no room for that.

And you never stopped
reminding me

how much better you were.

A better student, a better vet,

a better son, a better man.

You were a perfectly good son.

Mother and Father doted on you.

And you resented me for it.

Oh, poppycock.

You'd grown up, and left.

I was their new son

and you always resented me
for it.

I resented you because
you were their favourite.

They loved you
more than they ever could me,

Father especially.

You were this miracle child.

God's gift that
they both thought

they were far too old
to receive.

Of course,
I resented you for it.

But then they died.

And you were stuck with me

and I knew I'd never
be able to replace

the love they gave you.

Especially from Father.

He was your father too.

I never wanted to hold you
back, Tristan.

I wanted you to be better
than I am,

just as he did.

You're my little brother,

if anything happened to you,

it would be the end for me.

I'd die if I let
anything happen to you.

I bloody love you,
you damned fool.

[sighs]

One of you going
to say something?

This came for you this morning.

You're still
in a reserved occupation.

You don't have to go.

Yes I do.

If I don't, then...

-I've always looked up to you.
-[scoffs]

I've always wanted to be
just like you.

It's far less fun
than I make it look.

I assure you.

I can't be who
I'm supposed to be,

if you're always there
reminding me

of who I'm not.

I have to go.

I need to go.

[soft music playing]

I know.

I know you do.

You alright?

Not particularly.

[exhales]

I've been practising
the whole day

-to get it right.
-Oh.

["The First Noel" playing,
over piano]

♪♪

Come on then, boy.

[Rock barks]

I only wanted to protect him,

to do what's best for him,

that's all I've ever wanted.

["The First Noel"
continues playing]

And deep down he knows that.

I should've listened to you,
Mrs Hall,

you always seem to know
what's best for me.

I'm sorry, Mr Farnon.

I'm sorry, but,
I've got to go.

Gerald?!

Are you alright, Mrs H?

Mm!

Oh, no.

No no, no, no, no, no!

He's gone.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Gerald?

You came back.

I picked up the wrong coat.

Oh.

But I'm glad I did.

[Christmas bells jingling]

It's Christmas!
It's Christmas!

Merry Christmas.

Everyone wake up!

He's been!

[Siegfried] Now, Eva,
it's tradition in this house

-to wait until after--
-Let's forget about tradition
this year, shall we?

[Helen]
Oh, what have you got, then?

There's no coal at least.

That's because
you've been so good.

Do you not like what Father
Christmas has brought you?

No, I do.

Mrs Hall?

A little something
from all of us.

Thank you.

[wrapper crumpling]

[Mrs Hall] They're not exactly
like Dorothy's magic shoes,

but I've done my best.

Try them on, then.

Come 'ere.

Don't they look marvellous.

First class job, Mrs Hall.

There's no place like home.

[all chuckles]

They don't work.

Why're you all looking at me?

I'll go.

[purring]

Not hungry this morning?

He should go back
to be with his mother.

She doesn't say it
but I think

Mrs Pumphrey
would like that, too.

Families should be together.

[purring]

You know,
it's alright to be upset.

You're allowed to miss home.

You're allowed to cry.

You're all so nice.

But we're not them.

Are you sad
your brother's going?

I'm very sad indeed.

You're allowed to cry too.

Even though you're a grown up.

Thank you for reminding me.

Firstly, thank you Mrs Hall,

for managing to make
so much with so little...

Um...

I'm not well practised
at being serious.

But maybe I should try
for a change.

Christmas is a time for family,

those that are here,

and especially those
who are not.

All of us are missing someone,

most, we'll see another time.

Others we won't.

I want to remember them,

and give thanks to those

who filled the hole
they left behind.

Especially my brother,

who made a promise
to our dying father

that he would take care of me,

make sure
I was properly educated

and that I would make
something of myself.

So he was in for a hiding
from the outset.

It wasn't that bad.

No, it definitely was.

But he never gave up on me,

no matter how much
I wished he would.

And I certainly gave him
enough reason to.

Lesser men would've thrown
in the towel

but he didn't.

And I want to thank him for it.

I love you, Siegfried.

So,

I guess the only thing
left to say

is Merry Bloody Christmas.

[all] Merry Bloody Christmas.

You make sure you keep
looking after that little kitten

before he goes home,
won't you, Eva?

You look after yourself, too.

Here.

That car is my pride and joy.

She's in safe hands.

Goodbye Triss.

See you, pal.

You take care of yourself.

You too.

I'll make sure I write
and tell you all about it.

Make sure you do write to let
us know

-how you're getting on.
-I will.

Take care of my brother for me,
won't you?

As much as he'll allow.

Time to go.

[Tristan]
I can probably manage from here.

[Siegfried] No, I'll see you on.

-You've done enough.
-Right. Alright.

Right, well, erm...

just don't do anything stupid,
promise me?

I promise I won't disgrace
the family name.

No, Tristan, just bloody
well listen to me for once.

Don't do anything stupid,

D'you hear?

Promise me?

And break the habit
of a lifetime?

[train whistle blows]

[train door shuts]

[clears throat]
I suppose this is it.

Oh, we're huggers now?

Yes, we bloody well are.

I'm so damn proud of you.

[train whistle blows]

I've got to go.

Go. Go on. Go.

-You've got your ticket?
Don't need one.

What'd you mean,
you don't need one?

Oh, and I'm sorry
about the tab.

Tab, what tab?

I might've racked up

a not entirely
insignificant bill

-at The Drovers.
-What?

Is that why you're going?

A bar bill?!

Tristan?

Tristan!

[signal man whistles]

[train whistles blows]

[train engine chuffing]

[closing theme music playing]