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(Beeping)

- Definitely still something in there.
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It's a piece of shrapnel, I can feel it.

Well, meter's saying small bronze coin,
possibly Georgian, but it's a bit of an iffy signal.

Doctors are refusing to believe me,
reckon I'm making a fuss.

- How's it feel?
- Nah, it's not too bad.

I was lucky I was wearing my triple weave
combat protectives.

- You were quite a way from the crater.
- Yeah. Blew me about 40 foot.

- Were you running?
- No, no. It was the blast.

- So, when do you get out?
- Couple of days.

They wanna make sure
the cuts aren't infected.

Well, they better get the shrapnel out.

You can't go detecting with metal in your leg,
you'll get a signal every other step.

That's why Barry Sheene had to call it a day.

Who'd have thought, eh?
Mr Health and Safety.

- Yeah, all right, Russ.
- Of all the people.

Do you know what type of bomb it was?

Ah, it was just your basic Luftwaffe
FLAM C500 Incendiary, Hugh.

- Cool.
- Well, there's a lesson here for everyone.

Oh, what's that, Russ? Don't dig up bombs?

- Don't detonate bombs.
- He's right, you know.

I'm losing my touch. It's a rookie mistake.

First day of metal detecting school.

I thought that was
don't detect in a thunderstorm.

- Get through a lot on that first day.
- Perhaps it's time to hang up the detector.

- What?
- No.

What's more...
it may be time to hand over the presidency.

Really?

For more than a decade
I have shared in the turbulent history of this club.

I have tried to the best of my ability to discharge
those duties that were entrusted to me

and now, having finished the work assigned me,

I retire from the great theatre of action:
And bidding...

Hang on, that's the George Washington
resignation speech.

Doesn't matter. It's relevant.

"...and bidding an affectionate farewell to this
august body, I here offer my commission.

And take leave of all
the employments of public life."

Thank you.

Thank you.

So... who's going to take over?

Well, that's for you to decide.

But I would suggest Andy as the new leader.

- What does it involve?
- Buying a jar of Nescaf? every three months.

It's more than that, Russell.

- Every four months.
- Look, there are subscriptions to collect.

We've got seven members.

There are talks and rallies to organise,
there are permissions to secure.

And I think Andy is the man
to lead this club forward.

Er... thanks, Terry. I'll certainly think about it.

Good.

Now, if you don't mind, thank you all for coming,
but I would like to get some rest.

Let us know if you need anything, Terry.

"Take away those pillows,
I shall need them no more."

- Lewis Carroll.
- Get out.

(Terry winces)

Um... Terry?

- Yes, Hugh?
- If they get that piece of shrapnel out...

It's yours, mate.

Thanks, Terry. Cheers.

(Birdsong)

AND Y: But why me?

You're studying archaeology,
he sees you as legit.

Why would I wanna be president of the DMDC?

- Think of the power.
- Are you serious?

What power?
The power to lord it over Russell and Hugh.

The power to collect ?3.50 off them
every quarter.

No, I'm talking about the power to change
the club, turn it into something worthwhile.

- You could get that bloke to be patron.
- What bloke?

You know, "I have a cunning plan."

- Sir Tony Robinson?
- Is he a sir?

Yeah, show some respect.

You could get fleeces
with DMDC embroidered on them.

Doubt you could buy them
in batches of less than 50.

Well, then advertise, increase the membership.

Just to fill the fleeces?

No, to increase our clout, increase our influence.

The antique researchers are officially affiliated
with the Colchester Museum.

They get to be official detectorists
on any dig in the county.

We could be sitting on something bigger
than Sutton Hoo here.

Yeah, if we can turn our club
into something more... professional,

then we could oust them from their position.

Yeah, mount a dirty smears campaign.

Eww. It's just a smear campaign.

- You're thinking of a dirty protest.
- Whatever.

- There.
- Oh, nice.

Anyway, I need to get down there again.

- I know. I'm working a lot this week.
- Can't wait too long.

Yeah. I'll find some time.
Don't go down there without me.

Nope. OK.

- Becky talking to you again?
- Just about.

It was just a misunderstanding.
I think she was drunk.

- Didn't seem drunk.
- No, but she was being sick the next morning.

That's a sure sign. No, everything's fine.

Good. So we're all up for quiz night on Friday?

Don't see why not.

That's good.
We need her geography knowledge.

Right, not her company and conversation.

Just as long as she knows
the longest river in Azerbaijan.

I'm thinking of inviting Sophie down actually.

What? Whose team would she be on?

Ours.
You're allowed up to four members in a team.

But it's you, me and Becks. It's always been us.

You know, the three of us, the old team. That's
what makes it so impressive when we win.

It'll only be the once.

- I want Becky and Sophie to be friends.
- (Scoffs) Right, well, good luck with that one.

What do you mean?

Well, I just think you're on thin ice.
Could find yourself in some hot water.

But it's always been you, me and Lance,
just the three, the old team.

Well, you're allowed up to
four members on a team

and I think you'd like her if you got to know her.

- I don't particularly want to get to know her.
- Why not?

- Well, she's a floozy.
- A floozy? I haven't heard that word in years.

- She's a dolly bird.
- You sound like your mum.

Sorry, you don't sound like your mum.

You've never sounded like your mum.
That was wrong of me.

I've just never heard you use words like
floozy and dolly bird before.

Anyway, the point is,
by saying that you don't wanna know Sophie,

you're basically saying you still believe
something's going on between me and Sophie.

And by your own admission
you don't believe that any more.

(Sighs) Christ.

What is all this stuff? It weighs a ton.

End-of-term presents from the kids.
Mainly candles and World's Best Teacher mugs.

- Can't we dump it?
- No. What if somebody found it?

They couldn't trace it back to you.

Hello? World's Best Teacher.

- Good point.
- Did you go to the hospital?

Yeah, he's fine, just cuts and bruises.
He's loving it, actually. Enjoying the drama.

He's resigned the club presidency.

Wow! I'll alert the media. (Chuckles)

- Does that mean the end of the DMDC?
- No, why should it?

Well, who's gonna be stupid enough
to want to take over as president?

- You're not.
- Why not?

Oh, God.

What possible reason could you have

for wanting to be president
of the Danebury Metal Detecting Club?

I'd say it was an ego thing,
but there are only six members.

Seven.

Being the glorious leader of six socially awkward
geeks isn't gonna boost anyone's ego.

Seven.

Lance says we can increase membership

and then have more power and influence
in the archaeological world.

Power and influence? You're deluded!

Lance says we can ask
Sir Tony Robinson to be patron.

- Who?
- Baldrick off of Blackadder.

- Is he a sir?
- Yes.

Why would he ever agree to that?

Because he's a champion of archaeology
and archaeologists.

But you're not archaeologists,
you're a bunch of hobbyists!

- You are amateur metal detectors!
- Detectorists.

- Lance says...
- (Clattering)

You don't wanna hear what Lance says,
do you?

No! I just see little enough of you as it is.

And when I do you're either caked in mud
or smelling of Scout hall!

It was the last day of term today. I'm a teacher.
I get a stupidly long summer holiday.

I wanted to go away somewhere,
somewhere good.

Somewhere with a swimming pool
but we can't afford it.

Maybe we can go away
somewhere crap instead.

Just... let us find this ship burial
and I'll take you wherever you want to go.

- Simple as that?
- Simple as that.

And in the meantime I'll take you
to the Two Brewers for quiz night.

- Does it have a swimming pool?
- Mm. I'm not sure.

(Groans and sighs)

OK. Sounds good.

(Ringing)

Yeah, hello?

I can't do it, mate.
I'm taking Mags and her mum to bingo.

Oh, what? I changed my shift especially.
Well, why can't her new bloke take them?

She uses you. She bloody does.

No, she bloody doesn't.
I wanna help her. I can do tomorrow.

Don't worry about that.
Bishop's given us permission, it's still our land.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry.

She asked me and I...
I didn't feel I could let her down.

All right, whatever. Yeah, maybe.

All right, see you.

(Ringtone)

- Hey, Sophie.
- Guess what I've got.

Technetic's UO Tech.

No, second hand. Nearly new.

Unwanted Christmas present apparently.

So, when are we going out?

Ah, I dunno. Lance is busy
and we sort of said we wouldn't.

Yeah. No, I suppose it couldn't hurt.

All right. What time?

All right, see you there.

SOPHIE: Whoa.

- Terry had a lucky escape.
- Yeah.

But at least he got an anecdote out of it.

- Well, look at me.
- Very nice.

You're one of us now.
Just need some camouflage.

- Why do detectorists wear camouflage?
- To hide from predators.

Of course. So what are we looking for?

- Saxon king.
- Sexred of these Saxons?

- You got it.
- What's he look like?

- About yay high, beard, buried in a ship.
- OK.

So, this is your discrimination
that differentiates between metal,

so you won't get a signal when you go over iron
and this here sets your ground balance.

Yeah, yeah. Boring. Come on, let's go.

Whoa, slow down.
You gotta know these things,

or you'll spend your time digging holes
with nothing in the bottom of them.

Bollocks! Set it to treasure and let's go get rich.

What happened to you? What happened
to the girl who was interested in local history?

It's not about finding treasure, it's about finding...

Buttons and ring pulls. No, thank you.
Show me to the non-ferrous metals.

- Unbelievable.
- First pre-decimal coin buy the drinks.

(Camera shutter clicks)

(Beep)

(Beeping)

(Beeping)

You won't believe the photo I just took of you.

Oh, my God.

- You found your gold.
- I found my gold.

(Vehicle approaching)

Oh, dear. I think we're gonna get told off.

AND Y: Basically, good news and bad news.
- What's the bad news?

MOD have turned up, site's out of bounds.

They're doing geophys to determine whether
there's any more unexploded subsoil ordinance.

Well, just as long
as they don't find anything pre-1940.

- How did you find out? Did you phone Bishop?
- Well, that's where the good news comes in.

Wait for it.

Da-dah!

- What's that?
- Gold stater.

Well, I know what it is. Where'd you get it?

Bishop's Farm, not far from the crater.

- You went there without me?
- Yeah.

I know we sort of said, but... didn't think
you'd mind and we certainly didn't expect...

We? Who's "we"?

Me and Sophie. She bought a detector,
wanted to try it out. Didn't think you'd mind.

I do mind. I do mind you went to Bishop's Farm
without me when you said you wouldn't.

I do mind you went with Sophie.

And I do mind you found your first gold
with her and not with me.

- Come on, mate.
- Did you do a dance?

- No.
- We always said we'd do a dance

when we first found gold.

It didn't seem right without you there.

Didn't wanna feel un-cool
in front of your new girlfriend?

- She's not my girlfriend.
- Why don't you do it now?

- What? Dance?
- Yeah.

- Here?
- Yeah.

- No.
- Go on, dance.

- Don't want to.
- Well, why don't you get out of my flat, then?

- Come on.
- No, go on. I got stuff to do.

- We still doing the quiz?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm doing the quiz. Yep.

- Oh, good.
- But not with you.

What?

Well, you've got a new detecting partner,
she can be your new quiz partner an' all.

- Come on, mate.
- No, I'll find my own team.

And while we're at it,
I've decided to stand for club president as well.

We can't stand against each other,
that's ridiculous.

Oh, pull out, then.

Or better still, whoever loses the quiz on Friday,
they can pull out of the presidency.

Who's your team?

Oh, I've got people.

- Intelligent people.
- (Sniggers)

Get out!

Two halves... for the ladies.

(Laughs) And a pint for me.

- Cheers.
- Thanks, love.

Why are you drinking girls' drinks, Lance?
Watching the figure?

- Driving.
- Still got the old banger?

- TR7's a classic.
- Take no notice, Lance. He's just jealous.

Jealous of the yellow peril?

I don't need a penis extension to prove myself.

It's not a penis extension, Tony.
Penis extensions are red.

It is a penis extension -
a tiny, yellow penis extension.

- Can we stop talking about my penis?
- Probably best.

Leaves a bad taste in the mouth,
or so I've heard.

- (Laughs)
- Tony!

(Laughs)

(Tony continues laughing)

- What do you mean? Why not?
- He's got a new team.

- Oh, what new team?
- I dunno.

- Well, who's gonna be our sub?
- Sophie, I told you.

- What?
- I told you.

I want you to see that she's actually really nice.

Oh... I'm sure she's bloody wonderful.

- Oh, look, there's Lance.
- Who's he with?

- What's going on?
- Nothing. Who's he with?

- Have you two fallen out?
- No. What? Why?

Brilliant. I sit there like a lemon
while you ignore your boyfriend.

- He's not my boyfriend.
- And hold hands with your girlfriend.

- She's not my girlfriend.
- Floozy.

- She's not a floozy.
- Who's not a floozy?

Hello, Sophie. Look, it's Sophie.

- Oh, yes.
- Hi.

So, Sophie, this is um... Becky.

Er, Becky, this is Sophie.
I think you've met before.

- Yep. Hi again.
- Hello.

Sorry I poured three pints of strong
European lager over you last time we met.

- It was an accident.
- That's OK.

It happens all the time.

- What are you drinking, Sophie? Pint?
- Three, please.

(Laughs nervously)

Right, I'm going for a fag. You coming, Mags?

- Yeah, go on, then.
- No, they're about to start in a minute.

TONY: Won't be long.

All right?

Come on, mate. This isn't worth it.
Come and join us at our table.

- Loser pulls out of the presidency.
- If you like.

And loser leaves the club.

- All right, tosser.
- You tosser.

- Are you?
- No, you are.

Right, now, quiz rules state
that everyone must hand over...

- Come on, then, that's us.
...their telephones for the duration of the quiz.

(Quizmaster continues talking)

So, how does this work?

Quizmaster asks the questions
and if you know the answer you write it down.

Yes, it's your basic pub quiz.
Different rounds, different subjects.

- What's your speciality, do you think?
- Children's programmes?

- (Laughs nervously)
- Well, I'm studying ancient history, so...

Yeah. Doesn't often come up
in the Two Brewers pub quiz.

You're a primary school teacher.
You're probably good at most subjects.

- That's right.
- Up to year six standard.

- Where have you been? We're about to start.
- All right.

- Jesus, don't wet yourself.
- And if everybody's ready...

Round one. The sports round.

(Groans)

Question one:
Which football club is nearest the Mersey?

- It's Liverpool.
- No, Stockport. It's definitely Stockport.

People think it's Liverpool or Everton,
but it's definitely Stockport. Put it down.

- Stockport.
- Question two:

What was the 1966 World Cup mascot
in England?

- I know it, I know it.
- Ooh.

- (Whispers)
MAGS: Oh, that's it!

- Yes.
- Willy?

- Willy.
- Hopefully geography questions will come up.

- Becky's got a geography degree.
- Oh, my God, amazing.

Well done, you.

(Soundtrack over dialogue)

Moving on to round two. Lads' mags.

TONY: (Laughing) Yes!

What does FHM stand for?

- I know it, I know it.
- Just give it to him. Just give him the pencil.

Oh, have the pencil. It doesn't bother me.

- Tony. Write it.
- (Chuckles)

Look at them, they know everything.

- Don't you read lads' mags, Andy?
- No.

No, lads' mags are for men having midlife crises

who like looking at pictures
of floozies and dolly birds.

(Laughter)

Round three: The Balearic Islands.

- Oh-ho! Danke schon!
- Whoo!

(Tony laughs)

Onto the next round: ITV2.

- What?
- Perfect. Perfect!

- Series link.
- It's not a category.

Onto round five: Astronomy.

Here we go.

Question one: What star sign are you
if you was born on the 10th of October?

- That's not...
- I know this, I know this.

No that's astrology, not astronomy.

- What's the difference?
- (Whispering)

- She's got it. She knows it.
- Doesn't matter.

(Music over dialogue)

And final round this evening is archaeology.

Here we are.

What year was the tomb
of Tutankhamun discovered?

- Who?
- 1923.

- '23.
- No, it's 1922.

Is it?

The actual discovery of the tomb
when they found the steps was 1922.

When they broke through into the burial
chamber and found the wonderful things

that was early 1923.

I did a project with my year six children.

Well? This is your department,
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Uhh!

I know. It's just I... It's either 1922 or 1923.

Oh, no.

- (Whispering)
MAGS: Put both years, put both.

And the winners tonight...
who got every question right...

...apart from them ones in the
archaeology round - they were quite difficult.

The winners are...

this team here!

(Tony and Mags squeal)

(They both laugh)

- What do we win?
- Here we are.

- (Laughs)
- Here.

Humiliating defeat. Just goes to prove
Lance is the trivia king.

Still, nice to meet you, Sophie.

Yeah, you too. See ya.

- Mwah!
- (Laughter)

MAGS: Oh, I'm so proud.
- See ya.

(Low excited chatter)

Which is why you need to elect me
as your next president.

Look, if I'm right, ladies and gentlemen,
then this is it - this is the big one.

What we've all been looking for:

The final resting place of Sexred,
King of the East Saxons.

So what we gotta do is make the initial find.

Then we can secure our right
to play a part in the excavation.

So let's get some new members in,
some fresh blood,

and let's get some fleeces
with DMDC embroidered on 'em.

No, Russell, it won't be too expensive,

because I've got a mate who works
down at the custom fleece warehouse

and he'll give us a discount.

What's that, young Hugh?
Well, do you see Andy here?

Where is Andy in our hour of need?

Sorry, do you want to be alone
with your detector?

Yeah, if you wouldn't mind.

- Do you talk to it?
- Sometimes.

Does every detector have its own personality?

- Lance would have you believe they do.
- Why aren't you talking to Lance?

What's it all about?

Ohh... I went detecting on Bishop's Farm
when we sort of said we wouldn't.

- On your own?
- Yeah.

Oops. He'll get over it.

Don't be sad.

I'm gonna let him be club president.

Well, you should.
He's totally suited to it. You'd be rubbish.

- I've pulled out of the presidential race.
- Was it a race?

Sort of. No, not really.

I'm glad, anyway. I didn't really wanna do it.
I just got caught up in all the excitement.

Oh, my God, you are so sad!

Hang on. Why aren't you drinking?
You haven't got school tomorrow.

- There's a reason...
- (Knocking on door)

Oh, bloody hell. Who's that?

- What reason?
- Hang on.

What reason? Are you trying to lose weight?

I didn't say you needed to lose weight.
You don't need to lose weight.

I thought that's why you weren't drinking.

- Becks, what you doing? Where you going?
- To my mum's.

Is it what I said?

It's not because of what you said,
it's what you've done.

- What have I done?
- Rack your brains!

- Becky, wait.
- (Engine starts)

Oh...

(Sighs)
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