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Absolute bastards!

Oh...

Oh, Jesus!

Yes?

Harry?

We're questioning a person of interest

in relation to a murder.

She says you're her alibi.

Which person?

- What murder? - Uh, Evelyn Summers?

Evelyn? You're kidding. Evelyn wouldn't hurt a fly.

Well, a murder was committed on her property last night.

Coroner said it happened at approximately 11:00 p.m.

She claims she was with you in The Hairy Goose.

She was. I mean, she came in

to -- to organize a party with Glenn.

We left after midnight.

Wait, wait.

Who's dead?

Uh, Harry, I have to go.

We'll release Evelyn, but she's a bit shaken.

Any chance you can pick her up?

Yeah, of course.

Great, bye.

There were all these dead fish in my pond, you see?

And at first, I thought it was a nasty prank

by one of the rival villages.

You know what they've been up to already, Harry.

Dead rats in the park, leaking sewage on Main Street.

A rival village?

- What? - Uh, I'll explain later.

Evelyn, did you know the victim?

It's George, Harry.

My George.

Oh, my God.

Your George?

I'm sorry, who's George?

My husband, he left me last year.

So, that's why they brought you into the station?

Well, that and the fact that he was in my fish pond.

I'm lost.

Why would the police assume you'd murdered your husband?

He only went and nicked her life savings, didn't he?

When he did his runner.

Thank you, Glenn.

Evelyn reported him to the police.

Yeah, but I retracted the statement.

I didn't want him punished, it wasn't his fault.

George had a gambling problem.

Yeah, he did too, lost every bet.

Terrible bad luck if you ask me.

Glenn, why don't you get -- get Evelyn another brandy,

- would you? - Right, yeah.

Sorry for your troubles, Evelyn.

You know, if you are thinking of having a wake,

Petra's doing a very good deal

on those little triangular sandwiches for --

- Glenn. - Right, yeah.

Do the police know what happened, Evelyn?

They haven't told me anything.

Can you talk to Charlie?

Yes, of course.

Do you know why George came back?

I don't even know where he's been.

I haven't spoken to him since he left.

Our only communication was a letter

when he apologized and begged for forgiveness.

He said he was going to join Gamblers Recovery.

I did forgive him, Harry, I did.

He didn't deserve this.

Please find out who hurt him.

Darling, darling.

We'll get you back home.

She's gonna try and sleep now.

- Poor thing. - Yeah.

Here...

What's all this about a rival village

and rats and sewage and all that?

You never heard of the Vibrant Villages Competition?

The what-y-what now?

Villages all over the country take part in the spring.

It's a kind of an atmosphere for the community,

clean streets, nice parks.

Never thought you'd be into something like that.

Oh, no, I love looking out of the window

and watching them prepping the square

with a glass of wine in my hand cheering them on,

whilst I'm all nice and warm and dry.

Anyway, Evelyn's chair of our VCC.

Oh, Jesus.

Village Competition Committee.

Right, and all the sabotage stuff?

Well, we've won it four years in a row

under Evelyn's stewardship, and it can get very competitive.

Things started to get a bit nasty.

Hmm.

Anyway, the rival villagers will be rubbing their hands

in glee now that Evelyn's distracted.

Yeah, but they didn't kill her ex

to mess with a silly little competition?

Well, I mean, that would be a bit extreme

for a trophy, wouldn't it?

Oh.

So, what have you discovered?

- No small talk then? - Ah.

Evelyn wants us to find out what happened to George.

What a plot twist.

- Did he drown? - No.

- Shot? Strangled? Stabbed? - We'll keep going.

Ugh, give me strength.

It was a blow to the head.

We've taken a garden gnome into evidence.

- Oh, a killer gnome. - I'm glad you find it amusing.

So, how well did you know George, Harry?

You've known Evelyn for what, 15 years?

Well, they've only been married for a couple of years

and, uh, I didn't spend much time with George.

He did rack up a lot of gambling debts

and he totally screwed Evelyn over.

We know.

So why was he back?

You tell me.

We can't even find an address for him.

We have him on the doorbell camera

knocking at around 10:50, then he turns his head

as though he's being called by somebody into the garden.

Why put him in her fish pond?

The next-door neighbors were having a party.

They came out just after 11:00 and set off fireworks.

My guess, they scared off the killer

before he or she had time to do anything else with the body.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

I'm being summoned.

Here, do you think George managed

to kick his gambling habit?

I doubt it. Why do you ask?

Well, what if he came back to ask Evelyn for more money?

It's possible, but we don't even know where he lived.

How can we find out if he had any debts?

I might have an idea.

You know what? I might have an idea, too.

I mean, a lot of people around here knew George better than me,

and I have been promising myself that I would take up gardening

in my retirement.

See what I can dig up.

I was never in a private detective's office before.

Have you got a file on me somewhere?

Of course not.

Not very convincing, are ya?

Some set of balls on you, though,

summoning me in here.

I do the summoning, short ass.

I didn't summon, I asked, and I made you coffee.

So what?

You want a round of applause?

You're lucky I felt like seeing you.

Here, this fella, the one who had to shut his restaurant

when his missus faked her death,

do you think he'd be open to an investor?

No! And would you leave that alone?!

Alright, keep your knickers on!

So...what do you want?

I wanna know if a fella called George Summers

had debt with any money lenders.

And what?

I'm the shaggin' money-lender directory now, am I?

Well, I thought you could ask around.

Did you now?

People in my world don't give out free favors.

Well, I'm not being your muscle for you.

Those boxing sessions paying off, are they?

Relax, it's nothing illegal.

In fact it's completely harmless.

I'll ask around about your George fella

if you put in a good word for me with your mammy.

What?

I heard she's back in town.

Good-lookin' woman, your ma.

I'm gonna ask her out for a drink anyway.

Fine.

I'll tell her that you helped out me and Harry a few times.

I'll be honest.

That's good enough for me, son.

Ahh.

Okay, settle down, we're going to start --

I called this meeting because whatever we thought of Evelyn

on a personal level,

her husband was found murdered on her property.

Let's face it, it is not a good look for the village.

We pride ourselves on being safe.

It is better if Evelyn just stands aside.

And who takes over?

Well, I am happy to put myself forward.

Oh, fuck off.

Rob would make a good chair, Stuart.

We don't need a new chair. Evelyn will be back.

Yes, but do we want her back? She's tainted.

She did nothing wrong.

Harry Wild, why are you even here?

I've taken up, um, being charitable.

Okay, well, we're wasting time. I think we should vote.

Do we want a new chair?

How about we vote on whether we think we need a vote?

Show of hands everyone who wants a vote.

Well, that's that then, isn't it?

We don't need a vote.

That's not how it works.

Don't be a sore loser, Rob.

- Hiya, love. - Hey.

She's packed four teddy bears, no pants and no toothbrush.

What's up?

I've got a bit of a dilemma.

Okay.

Do you know Happy?

The loan shark? I know him.

- He wants to ask you out. - Does he now?

Yeah, and he asked me to put in a good word for him

because I asked him for a favor.

I see.

Okay, so what's the good word?

Well, he has helped me and Harry

out of a few tight spots and that's the truth,

but he also did threaten to break Liberty's arm

when Malky owed him some money, so...

And this favor that you've asked him for?

It-- it's not money.

It's for work. I-I need his help.

I'll meet him for a drink.

Are you sure?

Because I can tell him I put in a good word for him

and you can still tell him to piss off if...

I know how to handle Happy.

But I will say this,

Fergus, I know your work is important to you, but --

Mam, I know what I'm doing, okay?

Thank you.

If I'd known those meetings were so exciting,

I'd have been here years ago.

So what can I do to help?

- I'm a dab hand at -- - Drinking wine?

Ha, yes, indeed.

I can hold a paint brush, too.

Harry, you're no more interested

in painting a fence in the park than I am reading a book.

You're investigating George's death, aren't you?

Maybe.

Um, as I recall, you both knew George, didn't you?

Did you know he was coming back?

I didn't, and if I had,

I would've crossed to the other side of the street

to avoid my fist meeting his face.

Absolute prick.

No, I barely knew him.

No, as I recall, the two of you were drinking here

quite a lot, weren't you, Rob?

Casual acquaintance at most.

You know, I think we should focus on what matters,

the competition.

That stunt you pulled, Harry, was --

Is the competition all you can think about?

You should take a leaf out of Harry's book.

We should be trying to help Evelyn.

Winning the competition helps Evelyn.

Do you think Laura Burns can steer the committee?

She's barely been here a wet week.

I'm the only one who can lead us.

I was vice chair, remember, and I'm an accountant.

I know how to manage things.

Jesus wept.

Hmm.

Mm.

Oh, Laura, isn't it?

I don't believe we've met yet.

No, but Evelyn mentions you often.

All good things.

Have you spoken to her?

I'm going to call over later.

Yes, I've seen her. She's very shaken.

I can only imagine.

Oh.

Thank God she missed Rob's performance just now,

competition this, competition that.

Surely it's all irrelevant now.

I guess you didn't use your competitive edge

to get the vice chair job?

God, no, no, I'm doing this purely as a favor for Evelyn.

I used to run a book shop, so she figured

I'd have a good head for numbers.

Evelyn's fantastic at the creative stuff,

but, she'll tell you herself, she's terrible with money.

I've no idea how to win this event without Evelyn.

Well, Evelyn believes in you, that's half the battle.

Do you have any notion why Rob Rogers

is just so anxious to be the chair?

No, no.

But he does seem quite pleased she's gone.

Prick.

Indeed.

Hmm.

You know Happy then, mm?

Good business head on him, that boy.

Yeah, yeah, um, he said

that George Summers owed you some money?

Mm, that's correct, dear.

He borrowed 20 grand from me last year, owes me 80 now.

Wow, that is some interest rate.

Uh, you do know that he's dead, right?

Mm, I'm still owed.

Who are you to him?

Are you here to take over his debt?

Do you know his family?

Where did you say you came from?

I didn't, uh, and I didn't know George.

I just wanted to know if he owed money.

Was he still gambling?

Silly bugger, he tried to stop, didn't he?

Joined Gamblers Recovery.

If you ask me, you owe that much money,

you keep on rolling the dice until you get lucky.

You didn't know George, but you knew enough to come to me.

Something about that doesn't add up,

and in my game, everything has to add up.

Mm, and then some.

What was that?

Are you here to pay me something or what?

I-I know a man who could help.

Uh -- Can I ring him, please?

So, now I'm having to intervene

with money lenders on your behalf.

She's not my money lender, okay?

It was just to do with work,

and I didn't wanna ring Harry and get her involved.

These people are dangerous, son.

Don't you worry about bringing people like that into your life?

Into Lola's life?

Of course I do, but it's my job.

Going to school is your job,

being a teenager is your job.

You should be out having fun, taking Lola on dates.

I have to earn.

I know you do, but I worry about you.

My mother, she can take care of herself,

but you're 16, Fergus.

I'm fond of you. You're a good kid.

Look, I'll try and do more normal stuff, okay?

I'll arrange a surprise for Lola.

Good lad. Come on.

That letter that George wrote after he left me,

it was so genuine.

I can't believe he'd come back to ask me for more money.

It sounds like he tried, Evelyn,

but he still needed money.

Would you even have that sort of money?

I mean, he owed 80,000.

All I have left is this house, and George knew that.

This has crushed her.

If George knew Evelyn had no money,

then why come back?

I have no idea.

Vote Rob Rogers.

Rob Rogers for chair?

Chairing the village to a Vibrant Village win,

that's a nice string to your bow,

and it must be nice having Evelyn out of the way.

Mud sticks, Harry.

It's not my fault if people think she killed George.

Perhaps it's karma for her being such a little gossip herself.

Evelyn's not a gossip, what are you talking about?

Oh, you really are a nasty little shit.

I'm not listening to this.

Hang on.

Look, if anyone's asking me to dig anything,

you're doing it.

I've got a date later and I'm not getting dirt

- under these fingernails. - A date with who?

That Harry B bloke?

I mean, we do this every year.

Can't you just make it look pretty?

Troops aren't playing ball?

Honestly, it's like Evelyn is their mother

or something, such hand holding.

I suppose Evelyn had a natural leadership

for this kind of thing.

Some people certainly think so, Little Miss Perfect.

Hm, no one's perfect.

That fella Rob definitely seemed to have an issue,

with Evelyn at least, you know.

He just made a reference to her gossiping.

He has every right to.

Evelyn was awful to Rob after George left,

implied to all and sundry that Rob helped George

nick all her money.

That's how she got people

to vote him out of the vice-chair role

when she wanted to stick her buddy Laura in.

Why didn't I know about this?

God, Harry, where have you been?

She even convinced Stuart,

and Stuart has hated Rob ever since.

He can't help it, though. Stuart is such a good man.

- Whoa! - Oh.

Oh, dear!

Oh!

Here, how come you didn't know about Rob

if you were Evelyn's friend?

Obviously I'm a bloody awful friend.

You need to get back out with your friends, Ev.

Come back to the committee, help us.

You know we're like headless, bloody chickens without you.

I just want to go to bed and pull the covers over my head.

Have you seen Anna trying to organize the troops?

It's gonna be a bloodbath out there

if she doesn't get some order soon.

Uh, I see you brought your employees out.

Ah, I'm renovating the old school at the moment,

waiting for the specialist floor guys to come in.

I have to keep this lot busy for a week,

and what better way than trying to win

this competition for Evelyn?

Oh.

Speak of the devil.

Hi, Evelyn.

What?

First George and now this.

Harry, I think that this is my fault.

I think I led George's money lender here.

We can talk about that later.

Evelyn, why didn't you tell me about Rob and George?

I mean, do you really think

that he helped George steal your money?

He did something, but I didn't want you

thinking you had to get involved, Harry.

You were coming up to retiring from work

- and you had that on your mind. - I know.

Still, I should've been there for you.

You don't always need to take care of other people first.

She does that all the time.

I came here to get away from my awful ex.

I wanted to wallow, but Evelyn took care of me.

Your ex was like my dad, I told you, Laura.

Always putting my mum down, but look how strong you are.

You lost your home, your shop, you got back on your feet.

Look, I know you and George had your ups and downs,

but he always said he loved your get up and go.

You know what?

You're right. What am I doing?

George would hate to see me like this.

I've got to pull myself back together.

I've got to get back into the competition.

Good woman, that 100 grand is not going to win itself.

What 100 grand?

The prize for winning Vibrant Villages.

I thought the prize was a cup?

Oh, God, Harry, you're crazy.

You really think all of the businesses

in the village would care if the prize was a cup?

We use the money every year to keep the village

looking so well, then property prices go up,

and, well, it's a huge deal.

Okay, so, uh, Laura, tell me where we're at.

I've got pics. We're a bit all over the place at the moment.

Needs your magic touch.

Now it all makes sense.

The village wins every year

and whilst Evelyn doesn't have the money,

she will have access to a bank account with 100,000 in it

following the competition.

So, George might've been trying to cozy back in

and then someone killed him,

someone who wanted the money for themselves.

- Mm-hmm. - Hmm.

What do you wanna do now?

I told you, I have a date.

It is with that Harry B chump, isn't it?

Oh, mind your beeswax.

Fine.

Well, as it so happens, I got a date of my own planned.

Well, I hope it's with my granddaughter.

Yeah, she hasn't abandoned me.

Oh...

Hey. I didn't know you were calling over.

Evidently.

I wanted to surprise you, I booked cinema tickets.

That's lovely.

Clearly you had other plans.

What do you mean?

Well, who was he?

It's Toby.

Toby?

He's a friend.

A friend you hang out with when I'm not around?

Well, you're not around a lot, Fergus.

Yeah, well, it looks like I'm not missed.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you've got Toby to keep you company, doesn't it?

You know what?

I don't know why you're being like this,

but I'm not gonna put up with it.

Go. You can give those flowers to my gran.

- Maybe I will. - Fine.

- Fine! - Fine!

Fine!

If she hadn't ditched me, too.

So, so I'm sitting in this guy's palazzo.

Now, I should've figured out something was up

because on the way in, I notice that he has a moat,

and who has a moat in Sardinia, right?

So he says to me, he says,

"Mr. Harry, they have tried to kill me five times now.

Each time it's more genius than the last time."

So I'm starting to get nervous,

and I reach for this glass of Monfortino

that he's poured for me and I say,

"What makes you think they'll try a sixth time?"

And he says,

"Because they have told me.

They said...

that they would poison my favorite wine."

Monfortino.

Well, I hope you finished it.

Of course I did, I mean,

if I'm gonna be accidentally poisoned,

what better way than with 1,000-euro bottle of wine?

A long time since I had that wine.

Oh, I wonder if they have it on the menu here?

So does your, uh, extensive knowledge of wine

come from undercover bartending?

- No. - Mm?

But that did teach me how to pull the perfect head on a pint.

My father collected wines.

Oh, I collect wine, too.

And then I drink it.

I never did understand the need to own things

and not enjoy them, you know?

Life's pleasures gathering dust on a shelf.

Are your parents still alive?

Uh, my mother is sadly deceased

and my father is sadly still fuckin' living.

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

I love Philip Larkin.

Oh.

Well, I, um, hmm...

I should be leaving, i got an early start tomorrow.

You know the story, cases to solve, murderers to catch...

Can I...

May I see you again?

I'll think about it.

- Oh, hey, guys! - Hey!

You really turned this place around.

- Yeah. - It looks beautiful.

It's like a real spring wonderland.

I sort of wish I could've given you more of a hand.

Oh, you move that banger of a car

from outside your front gate, that's all we can ask.

Oh, this one's a real gorgon.

That's the judge, Fergus. Fingers crossed.

So, how did we do?

Congratulations, you're the winners.

Oh, my gosh, thank you so much, thank you so much.

Hey!

No, no, I know you had it all under control.

Oh, we nearly lost three committee members

under a collapsed trellis.

This is a team win.

I'm just happy to come back to put the finishing touches on it.

We even got our resident cynic involved this year -- Harry.

Ah, well, that won't be repeated.

These fingers were made for wine stems not weed stems.

A toast, to our vibrant village and our win,

the fifth in a row.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Uh-oh, we have a live one.

Rob?

What do you pair want?

To find out who killed George Summers.

George Summers, George Summers,

that bloody man, if I hear his name one more time...

I mean, he's the reason I lost my job

in the committee in the first place.

Okay, fella, chillax.

So it's true.

You helped George rob Evelyn.

No, he used me.

He was always taking money off Evelyn,

and she got fed up and she set up a bank account

he had no access to and she got me to do it for her

because I was a trusted accountant.

And then, one night, he got me pissed,

took my key and ransacked my office

till he found her banking details.

As soon as Evelyn realized he'd taken the money,

she assumed I'd helped.

Oh...

So, you had a good reason to hate George.

You're looking at this all wrong.

Pray tell.

You think this is about George and money?

Well, what if it's about Evelyn?

She still loved George, didn't she?

And then he came back.

Maybe you should be looking at who wants

Evelyn for themselves.

Like who?

Stuart bloody Hendricks for one.

No answer. Where is she?

Charlie said he sent a patrol car last night

but nothing was amiss.

Is everything okay?

I've been ringing her, too.

Do you have a spare key to the house?

Yeah.

Shit.

Is this the money lenders, Harry?

Is this my fault?

The competition money, Laura, when does that get paid?

It lands in the account today.

And presumably Evelyn's signature

is required to access it?

Well, her passcode, but, yes.

Fergus!

The nerve of you to come back here again

after the little stunt you pulled last time.

And now you think that I've kidnapped George's ex-wife

and I'm holding her hostage until she does a bank transfer.

What do you think I am?

I think you're the kind of person who throws bricks

through an innocent woman's window.

So what?

So I got one of my boys to scare her a little.

That's the business I'm in.

Brick through a window,

broken finger or two, old school.

But I'm not in the business of kidnapping or murder.

Oh, you're an honorable money lender?

And yet you tried to scare the life out of my colleague here.

It wasn't -- it wasn't that scary.

Well, you should've been.

I should thank you for leading us to Evelyn Summers.

We knew George had an ex somewhere with a few bob,

but for some reason, he seemed reluctant to tap her for cash.

His debt is now her debt.

Now, I think you two should leave

before I get one of me boys to give you a hand out

and don't even think

about ringing your little Garda pig pal.

That Garda was my son.

Alright, thanks, thank you.

Um, you've all heard our dear, dear Evelyn is missing.

We're going to help the police form a search party.

We will look everywhere until we find our beloved chair.

And if she is gone from us forever,

she will stay in our hearts.

Dear God.

I've all my men ready to go.

We'll search the seafront,

the parks, knock on every door.

We'll not rest until we find her safe.

I imagine she's done a runner because she murdered her hubby

and ran off with the competition prize.

Right, you little fucker, come here!

- Stuart! - Great.

Hey, alright, come on.

He's the perfect specimen of manhood, isn't he?

See how strong he is?

Do you want one of these for the search by the way?

We're helping all we can. It's only a fiver a flask.

Break it up.

Hey, don't even think about it.

What age are you, hey?

Come on, grow up!

- Where's Laura? - What?

Oh, her, she said she might go off

for a few days so she wasn't at risk.

Why would she be at risk?

The vice chair has the other half of the passcode

on the competition account.

It's a security measure.

Laura's got it in her head some money lender has taken

Evelyn to force her to reveal her part of the code

and Laura's next.

Why didn't she tell us that?

Laura?

Laura, are you here?

No signs of a break-in in the kitchen or in here,

but that back-door lock was very easy to break, Harry.

A bit empty, isn't it?

Yeah, it's weird.

Huh.

Just a few coins in the drawer, and that's it.

We should get out of here and call the Guards.

What coins?

Oh, my God.

I've brought you some water.

Laura...

let me go.

I can't do that, Evelyn.

Look, I don't want to hurt you, okay?

I just need your help with the passcode for the bank transfer,

and then I will send Harry a text

and let her know exactly where you are.

I'm not dangerous.

You're not dangerous?

You attacked me...

and you killed my George.

Yeah, but that was necessary.

Fergus, these coins are Gamblers Recovery chips.

You get these with every milestone.

Laura's been in and out of it for years

by the looks of things.

So you're saying that she knew George?

I imagine so, but her little plan,

it was inspired by a book she read --

Henry James' "The Golden Bowl."

It's about a man who falls in love with an impoverished woman,

but he marries a rich heiress,

then he and the first girlfriend,

conspire to swindle the heiress.

Well, where could she have taken Evelyn?

Oh, hang on, there's one place

that Stuart is staying out of all week,

and chances are Laura would've known about it.

Where's that?

The school building he's renovating.

Fergus, you bloody genius.

George told me everything about you.

He was so eager to do well in Gamblers Recovery.

I think he thought you'd take him back.

But the whole time all I heard was Evelyn's so good,

she wins that competition every year.

He trusted you.

I needed him to.

I didn't have his willpower.

I'd started gambling again and...

I owed a lot more money than George.

I learned everything about you, your parents' breakup,

your abusive dad, how you hated Rob Rogers.

It was...

It was so easy to insert myself into your life.

I tried to be a friend to you.

George tried to be a friend to you.

He did,

until he realized I was gonna scam you.

He found out I was here and somehow put it all together.

That night I warned him to stay away,

but he insisted on going to you.

He wanted to be your knight in shining armor.

Gobshite.

You really are an evil bitch.

I'm up here! I'm up here!

No, Fergus, follow her! Evelyn, you alright?

Hurry! Knife!

Oh, thank God, Harry.

It's -- it's not safe. Get Fergus!

- It's not safe. - Christ, you're right.

Fergus!

Fergus, stop!

It's not safe!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh.

Yes.

Yes.

Evelyn's fine.

Stuart's bringing her home after a check-up.

Sounds like a very happy man.

Wow, poor Anna.

Yeah, indeed.

I guess Stuart now has a shot at Evelyn's affections.

Speaking of young love, where's Lola?

I thought she was coming here with you, Charlie?

She changed her mind, said she was studying.

On her own or...?

I dunno.

Oh, um, by the way, you don't need to worry

about Bridie Cullen anymore.

Your recording of her admitting to one of her boys

throwing that brick

was all we needed to give her a good scare.

Harry's idea.

Mm, a bloody good one.

Yes, well, that's one money lender dealt with.

Yeah.

Well, looking as lovely as always.

Hold that thought.

You're a Dublin man, aren't you?

With a Dublin mammy?

I certainly am, Paula, I certainly am.

Well, then you know full well when a Dublin mammy's not happy,

Happy.

And I'm not happy, Happy.

If you ever come near my children again

and threaten them

or bribe them or tell them that they owe you anything,

I will chop your bollocks off and put it into my famous

Dublin coddle, do you understand what I'm saying?

Just nod.

Right, let's go to that restaurant then.

We'll be having champagne, of course.

And do you know? I think I fancy lobster.

Get a wriggle on, Nigel.

- Happy's name's... - Nigel.

Nigel.