All language subtitles for All Creatures Great And Small 2020 S05E02 - Holding the Baby 1080p MY5 WEB-DL AAC2.0 H.264

Keep your eyes peeled at all times.

Remember,
don't just look out for light.

But anything
that don't seem right.

You're a quick learner, Mrs Hall.

Well, you certainly drummed it in,
Mr Bosworth.

So, there we have it.

Post A1. Sector B is secure.

Typical air raid precaution round
complete.

Oh!
What did you make of it?

Very informative.

Looking forward
to getting out on my own. Excellent.

Well, that's us finished for now.

Right. Good night, then.
Hold your horses.

I spoke too soon.
We're not finished.

Not by a long chalk.

God. Oh.

Put the light out.

We're trussed up
tighter than a mummy.

Oh, sorry!

Oh, gosh.

What are you doing still up?
It's past midnight.

I wanted to make sure
you were accounted for.

Oh.

What a to do!

They come loose sometimes.
I'll mend them.

As a warden, you're supposed
to set an example for neighbours.

She does constantly.

It was my fault.
It doesn't matter who did it.

It's what it looks like.
I understand. Won't happen again.

Rules are rules.
I shall have to make a note.

We have to maintain standards.

Otherwise,
we risk panic and loss of morale.

Mine's deserting me as we speak.

I beg your pardon?

I said, "Thank goodness
you're on duty all week

"with those eagle eyes of yours."

Right, then.

Thank you for your cooperation.

I shall see myself out.

I assume you need a nightcap.

Well, yes.

I should turn in, though.

Tristan's latest adventures
from Cairo.

It's a mad whirl
of bars, camels, cricket

and a slightly smutty cartoon,
unfortunately.

Sounds like an 'oliday.

He's landed on his feet.

He is managing to fight
the Italian forces, too, apparently,

when he can find the time.

I'll take it home with me.

You sure you don't want a drink?
I'm dead on my feet.

Good night, Mr Farnon.
I understand. Good night.

"Haemorrhagic septicaemia
is an acute general infection

"characterised by sudden onset,
high fever..."

And extensive haemorrhaging
of the internal organs.

Does it always have to be gore?
Yes, it's his favourite

Also, Richard has exams coming.
Which I hope

won't be an inconvenience
now James has returned.

Not at all.
Timing couldn't be better.

Morning, all.
Morning!

Good morning.

Did I sleep through breakfast?
No.

We've put something of a new regime
in place today.

All hands on deck
so Audrey can get the tea on.

I haven't had my hours yet,
but it's best to be prepared...

..in case it gest cold out later.

Thank you, Carmody.
Scrambled eggs.

Tiny bit congealed. Sorry.
A triumph for time management.

What does today hold?

You two have summat nice
planned together?

Oh, I said I'd help my dad
move in the flock.

He'll understand
if I give it a miss.

No need. Not on my account.

Are you sure?
Absolutely.

Can't wait to get stuck in here.
We have been rather stretched.

Oh, what's on the list?
Er, cow versus motorcar.

Don't you dare.
He's only been back a day.

I've missed months.
And earned yourself a rest.

Well, perhaps I could take Jimmy,
then.

It'll be easier at Heston
without him.

It won't be easy for you, though.
First day on your own with him.

Well, never get my wings
unless I sit in the cockpit.

He's a baby, not a Blenheim bomber.

You haven't seen his nappies.

I suppose I can give you
a crash course.

A day with Daddy.

How does that sound, wee man?

'Ey? We'll get on famously,
won't we?

Right, so, when you take him out,
make sure you wrap him up tight.

Don't forget his hat
and his mittens.

Mm-hm.
Not too tight, mind,

and watch him
getting flushed and hot.

Nappies are in here.
Give him his ointment.

Stop him getting sore.
Pins are in the front.

Powder in the back. All set?

Tight but not tight.
Warm but not hot.

Ointment.

Piece of cake.

Right. I'll see you
in a few hours for his feed.

Don't be late.

I won't.
Mwah!

Oh! Oh, wait, wait.
I think something's happening.

When he scrunches his face up
and goes red,

that's how you know
you're in danger.

Scrunch. Got it.

Perhaps one last demonstration?
You know what you're doing.

Have a lovely time.

I'm amazed she survived.
Nah, she were lucky.

Wrecking the car
only clipped her rear end.

Good lord, you can almost see
the shape of the head lamp.

No, she's... she's bruised,
but she's moving well.

There's no broken bones or...
muscle damage. Miraculously.

I will have to stitch her up,
though.

Folk keep getting lost in t'blackout
and turning onto my track.

I'll have to put a sign up.

I'm not sure
it's your responsibility, Mrs Adam.

Well, I've been reported for it.
To whom?

Police.
For having an unmarked animal.

On private land?
I didn't even know it were a crime.

It isn't.
That's utterly ridiculous.

I could end up with a fine,
he reckoned, or court.

The police said that?
No, the air raid warden.

He was cycling past
just after it's happened.

Did this warden have a moustache,
by any chance?

Aye.
And an odious beady-eyed glare?

Well, now you come to mention it...

Where's my grandson?
With his dad.

Are you kidding me?
I'm not.

Oh, love. Love!

Jenny, James is back!

How long for?
For good.

Well, is he all right?
Nothing's happened?

Just the fever
I were telling you about.

But he's well now.
They ended up discharging him.

That's brilliant.

You could have brought him up
to help us, couldn't you?

You know,
to make up for you being late.

Yeah, it don't look
like you're struggling so far.

Doris is mucking in, too.

New hand?
My friend.

She's with the Women's Land Army
up at Danby's Farm.

Doris, this is my sister Helen.

Hello.
How do?

I hear the WLA
is not for the faint hearted.

Oh, you've heard right.

It suits me, though.
I don't mind hard work.

Well, uniform's not too bad, either.

Right, come on.
You're blocking t'lane.

Why don't you go home?

Be with James.
He's not going anywhere.

It means I can do more here now.

If you change your mind,
we're fine.

I can manage without you.

Jenny!

Much better.

Here we go.
Got there in the end, didn't we?

Fourth time lucky.

Didn't want to knock
in case he was sleeping.

There's no danger of that,
bless him.

How is it they know, do you think?
What's that?

To dirty everything

at the precise moment
you get them clean.

Babies are a law unto themselves.

You'll get used to it.

Everything ticking along downstairs?
Mr Dowson's just been on.

He says it's only a five-minute job,
but it needs doing today.

Was Carmody already said out?

No, but he's asked
for the both of you.

Must have got wind you're here.

Already? Well,
good news travels fast, don't it?

They'll be queuing up
to see you soon.

He's a lovely man, Mr Dowson.
He worships the ground you walk on.

I'd mind Jimmy
but I've a wardens' meeting.

Shall I tell him it'll have to wait?

Are you quite sure about this?
It's an easy job, by all accounts.

And Helen takes him to the farm,
doesn't she?

Helen's more...
adept with your offspring.

Jimmy's due his feed soon, anyway.

Dowson's farm
is on its way to Heston.

We'll be straight in and out,
no bother, so drive, please.

Carefully.
As you wish.

Sorry!

Welcome back, Mr Herriot.
Oh, it's grand to see you.

Thank you, Mr Dowson.

Well, there's your new assistant,
then, is it?

Wee Jimmy.

You're a bonny little pudding,
aren't you, love, eh?

Are you helping your daddy?

I doubt he'll last.
Far too much sleeping on the job.

Oh, you do come out
with some corkers, Richard.

I'll make us a brew,

and then you can tell us
all about your adventures.

Their loss is our gain, lad.

Next time, perhaps.
We're on the clock, I'm afraid.

What seems to be the trouble?

I'm worried about my new calf
kicking the bucket.

Oh, goodness.
I'm sorry to hear that.

Let's take a look, shall we?
I'd be obliged.

I'll be back in a day or so.

Keep the area as clean and dry
as you can. Will do.

What the devil's going on here?
Stripes so they show up at night.

He won't catch me out again.

Mrs Sudderby, paint is toxic.

I'm not feeding it to him.

No, but cows like to lick things,
including each other.

Well, not if they're squashed
flat on the road, Mr Farnon.

Your bright idea, was it?

The warden's.
Of course it was.

Stop that at once!
No, now, hold on!

I haven't got brass
for another fine.

You won't be getting one.

What if Mr Bosworth comes back?
Don't worry about Bosworth.

I'll deal with him.

He appears to be in rude health.

I never said he was poorly, did I?
Must be stage fright.

Wait for it.

There!
Happens every time I feed him.

Spilling all his milk.
Never drinks a drop.

He'll waste away
if he keeps on with it.

So he's not kicking the bucket.
He's kicking THAT bucket.

I'll leave you
to give him his medicine.

There isn't anything we can do,
unfortunately.

Come, now. There's no end
to your cleverness, Mr Herriot.

I were just thinking of that cow
of mine with magnesium deficiency.

She were laid there
like a dead thing.

You put a bottle in her vein,
looked at your watch.

"Mr Dowson," you said,

"that beast will be up on its feet
in twelve-and-a-half minutes."

And believe me or not,
twelve-and-a-half minutes later,

she jumped up, walked away.

Well, this is...
It's a very different case.

You'll have to train it out of him.

It's not a medical problem, you see.
It's psychological.

I'm sure you'll think of summat.
I'll put that brew on.

Cheer up. We've only lambing
to get through now.

Oh, aye,
cos that's the easy part.

I can't wait.

We've had a few born early
where I'm stopping.

I love how
their little tails wiggle.

They are gorgeous,
but it's tough work.

Mr Danby reckons it will send me
running back to Leeds.

I'm sure you'll prove him wrong.

What?
Who cares if she's from town?

Did herself proud today, didn't she?

I've not said any different.
He's touchy about Leeds.

Doris invited me to go for a visit.
Show her all my haunts.

They've had air raids over there.
Bad 'uns.

That's not the half of it,
though, is it?

Go on, tell her.

Might not just be a visit.

She could put a word in
if I fancied a job there.

I was on hats at Lewis's.

They're a friendly bunch,
and the money is fair.

I was gonna tell you properly.
Lewis's?

You don't wanna work in a shop.
It's a department store.

But you're happy here, aren't you?

I should get on.
We could take these out with us.

Nice talking to you, Helen.
And you.

You're never letting her go.
We're shorthanded as it is.

Well, she won't listen to me.

Marches to the beat of her own drum,
that one. Same as you.

Chop Jenny in half,
and it says farmer.

Yeah? Well, she's dead set
on doing summat else.

Out the blue?

She's made her mind up.

Mmm. Or Doris has

Mrs Hall?

- Mrs Hall?
- Won't be a minute!

You will not believe
what I've just witnessed.

Bosworth is cracked.

Not only is he reporting

hard-working farmers
to the authorities,

he wants them to paint their cows!

He's gonna poison
half the county's livestock.

Honestly,
I've seen some idiocy in my time,

but this takes the biscuit.

Is the man an imbecile
or some sort of enemy agent?

Ah, Mr Bosworth, how convenient.
I was hoping to catch you.

Did you just accuse me of treason?

Well, if the cap fits.
Mr Farnon!

I have never been so insulted.

He didn't mean it. He knows
you're a stickler for safety.

Lead paint is not safe for cows.

In the blackout,
cows aren't safe for people.

Road collisions are on the increase
in our sector.

Lead paint is not safe for cows.

Mr Farnon. Please?

My primary concern
is the welfare of this community.

Then may I suggest
you return to them

and stop monopolising
my housekeeper?

I think that brings
our meeting to a close, Mrs Hall.

Good day.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

We'll see Mummy very soon,
I promise.

Slightly more challenging
than I expected,

doing my old job
alongside a whole new one.

I can tell.

May I suggest something?
For how to quiet him?

For how to treat the calf.

As Mr Farnon sometimes says,

a little showmanship
could be in order.

Could it?
Yes.

I think I've got the measure
of Mr Dowson.

You see, it's not only the animals
we need to consider

but the people, too.

Are we winning?

We are indeed.
I'm going to give him some thiamine.

It's a vitamin. Marvellous stuff.
Magic.

Now,
in approximately 30 minutes or so,

this calf will stop kicking
that bucket.

I knew you'd crack it.
Thank you, Richard.

Mr Herriot.
It was a pleasure.

And there's no charge today.
We best be off.

Oh. Oh, dear.

I think he's scrunched.
Let's get you changed.

Where's the bag of nappies?

Excellent question.

I might need some help.

Don't you just love the smell
of them? I'd bottle it if I could.

Doubt it will sell too well
in Lewis's.

You'd be surprised.
Rich people fork out for all sorts.

Well, you've done a great job
in here. It's like a new pin.

Doris helped.

Hope Mr Danby doesn't mind.
He'll think we've stolen you.

He said
I can make up the hours tomorrow.

Jenny, will you come outside
for a minute? We should have a talk.

Can we do it after?
We're taking Candy and Joan out.

Both?
Yeah.

Well, Joan's too green, in't she?

Well, not for me.
Doris will be on Candy.

Well, after a few lessons, maybe.
It's all right.

I've been riding since I was little.

I'm sorry. I know you wanna go out
together, but Joan's too young.

She needs more schooling
before she's ready.

Helen, I've been schooling her
for months. She's come on loads.

Not that I've seen.

Cos you've hardly been here.
Yes, I have.

Not enough to tell me what's what.

I've been trying my best.
I'm not complaining.

You've had your hands full
with Jimmy.

Well, it's fine.
I know Jo, and she's good as gold.

You don't have to worry. I promise.

Off again?

I've to check
the list of telephones is up-to-date

in case of emergencies.

Turns out
it's not just night rounds.

I'm glad to hear it.

You did agree to this arrangement.

Before I knew
there was a tyrant involved.

Just the one?

I overstepped the mark,
and I'm sorry.

If you think this job
means I'm neglecting my duties,

I'd rather you just
tell me straight in private.

I don't. I take a great pride
in what I do here.

That's not in any doubt.
I was criticising Bosworth.

His lack of regard for your time.

I've only had two training sessions.

Feels like more.

And if he's at fault,
it's my business.

Understood.

I can fight my own battles.
I'm more than aware of that.

Right, then.

I shouldn't be late, but there's
a pie in the oven just in case.

Thank you very much.

Candy's raring to go. I can feel it.

She knows this is where we gallop.

We can let them run,
if you're ready?

We had to make do,
but he's clean and happy now.

You are a godsend, Elsie. Thank you.

Mr Herriot! Mr Herriot, come quick.

He's cured. Happy as Larry.

I don't understand.
The injection we gave him...

Was obviously just the tonic.
Just like you said.

You're a miracle worker, Richard.

Glad to be of assistance,
Mr Dowson.

Whoa! Candy. Candy!

Candy! Stop! It's all right.

Doris! Doris!
I can't slow down.

It's all right, it's one of ours.

Oh!

Look at you.

You poor thing. Oh!

Darrowby two-two-nine-seven?
'Mr Farnon.'

I need you to come quickly.

Mrs Hall, whatever's the matter?
I heard a plane go over just now.

No, I found a dog in terrible pain.

I don't know what's wrong,
but he's suffering.

Tell me where you are.
I'm on my way.

So, how did you find it?
Your first case back in the saddle.

Eye-opening.

You think I was too unorthodox?

- You were lucky.
- Complete coincidence.

I've just learned
it's better to humour him

or one ends up there all day.

A harmless vitamin shot
was an excellent solution

in the circumstances.

Although,
you will have to follow up.

Give him some pointers on training.

Can you manage that
around your studies? Of course.

All set for the exams, then?

Take them today, if I could.

Quiet, boy.

You know what this means.

Do I?
You know, what's the saying?

"When the student is truly ready,
the teacher will disappear."

You've improved in leaps and bounds
since I left.

No.

I've still an awful lot to learn.

And you'd have
come up with something

if you hadn't been so preoccupied
with Jimmy.

Whatever's the matter?

Jimmy.

Oh, dear. Good gracious.
I forgot him.

You're a dab hand with livestock,
Mr Herriot,

but you've a way to go
with t'little 'un.

I've no idea what came over me.

If it's any consolation,

my parents forgot
I was at boarding school once...

for an entire summer.

I didn't turn out too badly, did I?

Well, we should dash.
He needs his feed.

Thanks for having him, Mr Dowson.
Elsie.

Sorry, again.

To Heston, Carmody.
And don't spare the horses.

Thanks, Elsie.

Doris?

Doris!
I'm all right.

Just getting my breath back.

Where's Candy?

Is she lame?

She stumbled on the wet roots,
and we both went flying.

Any idea who he belongs to?

His tag says "Bingo",
but there's no address.

Well, Bingo is spasming...

which means poison.

And time is against us.

There's summat white on his paws.
See?

Ah, yes. That'd be paint.

It must have been up to mischief.

Is that what's done it?
No.

My best guess would be strychnine

or some sort of pesticide
in something he's eaten.

Will he recover?

We need to make him vomit -
the sooner the better.

I use soda crystals at home,

but apomorphine will do the trick.

Oh.

Candy bolted.

Did she?
Aeroplane went over and spooked her.

I think she's gone lame
on her near fore.

There's no "think" about it.
You can tell a mile off.

Not like her to get scared.

It's the noise.
She's not used to it.

Always had peace and quiet,
haven't you, girl?

Let's have a look at you.
Was Joan all right?

Yeah. No trouble.
Dare I ask what happened to Doris?

She came off, but she's fine.
I've sent her to phone Skeldale.

Ooh. Is that tender, girl?

Easy now.

Easy. It might just be a sprain.

Aye.
Well, let's hope so, young lady.

There we are.

Yeah. Nice and clear.

Well, let's hope he brought up
enough of the poison.

Is there nothing else
you can do for him?

I can give him a barbiturate.

It's no cure,
but it'll ease the symptoms

Relax his muscles.

There, now. There's a good boy.

It shouldn't take long
for this to take effect...

..and then we can
whisk him back to the surgery.

In the meantime...

..let's keep him as warm
and comfortable as we can.

It gave me such a scare.

I'm not sure how I'd be
in a real emergency.

This is a real emergency.

You've dealt with it impeccably.

Can't park that there.

Oh, good Lord.

What now, Mr Bosworth?
A reprimand for an unmarked dog.

What on earth are you doing?

Mr Farnon...

..he's gone very still.

I'm afraid we're too late.
He's stopped breathing.

What a terrible shame.

At least we managed
to ease his suffering.

That's something.

We should find his owner.
Yes.

I don't suppose you know anyone
around here with a dog named Bingo?

I do, yes.
Who?

It's me.

Mr Bosworth,
I feel I owe you an apology

for my unkind remarks earlier.

I'm glad you were there with him
at the end, Mrs Hall.

One friendly face, at least.

Is there anyone
we can fetch for you?

To sit with you a while?

Afraid not.
It were just me and Bingo.

He was a fine dog...

..and I wish there were more
I could have done to save him.

I said hurry,
not break the land speed record.

Fear not. Mrs Pumphrey taught me
how to hold my nerve at the wheel.

The trick is to distract oneself...
Carmody...

..from hazards that crop up...
Stop! Stop!

Sorry, Jimmy.
Hello.

H... Hello.

Thanks for stopping.
Any chance of a lift?

Er, yes, er...
There shouldn't be any...

Don't see why... Er...
Hop in, why don't you? Yes.

Might help to ask where she's going,
especially as we're in a rush.

The vet's in Darrowby Square?

There's no answer on the phone,
and I've a horse need seeing.

Whereabouts?
Do you know Heston Grange?

We do. Get in.

Sorry if it's
a bit of a squeeze back there.

Meet Jimmy and Hamish.
Hello. How do you do?

I'm Richard. He's James.

I'm Doris.
Doris, ah!

I'd always hoped
there'd be more than two of us,

but I were never lucky enough
to click with anyone.

Perhaps, if you're ready,

we could discuss
what poisoned Bingo?

Now it's too late.
I'm not much of a prospect.

Nonsense.

You've still got your health.

I made my peace with it.

As have you, I suspect, Mr Farnon?

Made my peace with what, exactly?

Well, we may not have a family,
but we have a vocation.

Keep ourselves busy.

Can't hope for more at our age.

I... I'd like to think
there's life in the old dog yet.

If you say so.

Anyway, Bingo.

I really do want to
get to the bottom of this.

Is there something
he could have got into?

Weed killer, rat poison?

I don't even own a mousetrap.

Well, that solves one mystery.

He had paint on his paws.
Oh.

Were it the lead in the paint
that poisoned him? No.

His symptoms weren't those
we'd see in lead poisoning.

The real culprit
must be near at hand, though.

I told you, I don't have anything
toxic. It must have been the paint.

What about these?

For slugs?
Bingo! Sorry.

I haven't used those for years.

Well, safe to say,
Bingo had a nose around,

ate a couple out of curiosity.

No. It was the paint,
I'm sure of it.

And I'm sure it wasn't.

I've been handing it out all over

for the safe marking
of kerbs and signage.

It's no good for morale
if dogs are dropping like flies.

We'll just have to tell folk
to be careful with it, won't we?

Yes. And to stop painting
their cows immediately.

I suppose, if you insist.

That could well be
the safest option.

I'm very sorry indeed, Mr Farnon.

I'm very sorry about your dog.

I couldn't detect
any signs of fracture.

Probably a tendon sprain.
Like we hoped.

This should give her some support.

I've treated her
for the pain and inflammation.

Bit of a hero, aren't you?

Oh, I like horses.

I mean, I... specialise in horses.

Yes.
Don't mind him, he's from London.

There's nothing up with her mouth.
No.

But teeth
are a good indication of age.

Easy. And Candy's elderly now.

Oh, we know that.

Older horses can be prone to injury.

Too much wear and tear
on the joints.

So, we should keep her bandaged,
then?

Oh, that would help,

but it might not be enough
to stop it happening again.

What more can we do?

It would actually be a case
of doing less.

Especially when it comes to riding.

You mean stop?
I do, I'm afraid.

Not completely, though?
To prevent further injury...

..it might be time to think about
putting her out to pasture.

Well, bloody 'ellfire.

Sorry.

Here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Sorry I didn't listen.

You weren't to know Candy'd bolt.

She's lame cos of me.
You heard James.

She's lame cos she's getting older.

I've taken her for granted.

She's all we've got left of Mum.
That's not true.

Mum's everywhere here.

Always will be.

I remember t'first time
she put me on her.

Just down there.
Must have been about four.

Practically born in the saddle, you.

She's years left in her yet.

We'll treat her like a queen,
won't we?

You've still got Joan to ride.

She has come on - you were right.

She's not the only one
who's grown up around here, either.

I know. You're a proper mum now.

I meant you.

Turn me back for five minutes
and you're a woman.

Sorry...

..I've not been here to notice.

You've had a pretty good excuse.

I might be a mum...

..but I'm your sister first.

And I won't stop worrying about you.

I've noticed.

Listen, if you're set on going
somewhere else, I won't stop you.

I just want it
to be your decision...

not Doris'.

I'm not leaving.

Just visiting for a day or so.
See what I think of it.

And anyway, Doris doesn't want me
to get a job in Leeds.

She thinks I'm better off here.

Does she?
Whose idea was it, then?

Yours.

You always said
I was too young to choose farming,

that the world's
bigger than Darrowby.

I did.

Back then, it were just us.

Now I'm bumping into people
from all over.

Land girls, volunteers.

They've done so much more than me.

I know what you meant now.

I should see what else is out there,
then decide.

So, this is all down to me?

I can go, then?

When Doris visits?

As long as you
keep your wits about you...

..and you bring me back
something nice from Lewis's.

Seeing Bosworth like that,
all alone...

..makes one grateful, doesn't it?

Must be why
he throws himself into his work.

I suppose
if it weren't for the practice,

I might find myself
in a cold little place like that,

listening to the clock tick.

Very possibly.

You agree with him...
that we're alike?

You're practically twins.

What?
You both have your particular ways.

Woe betide anyone
who suggests a change.

I'll have you know,
I'm very adaptable.

I relish change...

..given the time
to become accustomed to it.

Christ! I'm him.

Give over!
I'm having you on.

I'm Bosworth.
Put me out of my misery immediately.

You're nothing like him.
You've an house full, for starters.

It won't stay that way forever.

Well, only if you give up on life,
like him.

No, you've plenty left ahead.

Don't be daft.

You're right, as usual.

A timely reminder, nonetheless.

Seize the day... while we still can.

So, go on. How was it?

More stressful than the RAF.

I take it
he had an explosion down here?

Feels like he's wearing
half the nappies in Yorkshire.

Elsie Dowson kindly fashioned him
something with tea towels...

..because I forgot his bag.
Oh.

A bit of a juggling act, in't it?

And fire breathing on the tightrope.

No idea how you managed by yourself.

Audrey and Siegfried
stopped me going spare.

Can share the load together now,
though, can't we?

Not sure you'll trust me to.

It wasn't only the bag..

..I forgot about.

But he was safe and warm
with the Dowsons the entire time.

No harm came to him, I swear.

Are you trying to tell me...?
I left him behind. Yes.

It's unforgivable.
I know, and... and I'm so sorry.

How long did it take you to notice?

A few minutes...

..in the car.

I think I'm just so glad to be here.

So desperate to get back to normal.

I tried to do too much all at once.

And let you both down, terribly.

Hey.

No, you haven't.

You've just been up
two-nights straight

with a baby for the first time ever.

It's no excuse.

I made plenty of mistakes
of my own that way.

You've been like a... duck to water.

Headless chicken, more like.

You'll get used to it.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

Tristan certainly seems to be
living life to the full.

What did you make of his letter?
Watch out!

Well, I never.

It worked.
Now, I never said it wouldn't work.

All is forgiven.
Mr Bosworth saved us.

You're the one
who saw the damn thing.

Only cos she's got stripes.

Debateable.

Plain as day.
Hardly.

What? Definitely.
I think not.

Well, then, you'd be wrong.

Come on now, madam.

I've had my fill
of stubborn beast today.

Now, that's just rude

Do you think
we'll ever get used to it?

Reckon we'll just
have to accept the chaos.

He'll keep us on our toes,
that's for sure.

Absolutely.

Even when he's big.

Try not to worry.

If Jenny goes, she'll be back.

Oh. O-O-Ouch! Damn! Blast!

Today's been rather surprising.

Carmody's stolen my crown,
Mrs Hall's leading the war effort,

and Siegfried's cooking now,
apparently.

Are you feeling all right?

Adapt or die, that's what they say.

He's showing he's adaptable
by warming up a pie.

I've been remiss
over Mrs Hall's new duties.

It's only right I should step in
and take the strain now and again.

I, for one, sleep better

knowing you're out there
taking care of us.

I commend your bravery, Mrs Hall.

Thank you, Mr Carmody.

Come along. It's getting cold.

Hello.

How did he get on at Mr Dowson's
with Jimmy?

Er, a slightly longer crash course
could be an order.

I also might have been
a little foolish

to imagine I could
jump straight back in

and nothing would be different.

Ah, but wasn't it Heraclitus
who said,

"The only constant in life
is change?"

It was, and he was spot on.

You'll catch up. We've time now.

And your return is
a very welcome change indeed, James.

Put that light out!

Oh! Oh!

Sorry, Jimmy. Excuse me.

Ah. Here he is. The repeat offender.

This is hardly an offence.
You've incurred a £1 fine.

Be sure to pay it
in a timely manner.

I thought we had made peace? Surely,
we can come to some arrangement.

Rules are rules. It's more
than my job's worth, Mr Farnon.

You're a volunteer!
Are you questioning my authority?

We should dig in.
He might be a while.

You don't fancy intervening, Audrey?

No. Best leave them to it.

To things that never change.

Things that never change.