Monarch Of The Glen (2000) s02e01 Episode Script

Can you see me okay? Perfectly.
You've got a wee spot on the end of your nose.
Thank you very much.
Charming.
What about the tilt? Is that working? Hold on.
Yep.
Good.
Microphone.
- Testing one, two, two.
- I'm hearing you, loud and clear.
Good.
You'd better check the other cameras.
Golly, are you there? - Yes.
- is Lexie there? This better not take all day.
I've got dinner for 12 to make.
- Lexie? - Duncan? - Duncan? - Duncan? Molly, I know I can rely on you.
Oh, hello dear.
I'm in go mode in the library.
Beep.
Is father there? No, don't worry, he'll be here in a minute.
Good.
What about Duncan? Has anyone seen him? - He promised- Duncan! - Duncan?! - Duncan! - tell him we're going to be online in a minute.
- get over here, boy! - Duncan hang on, I think I've got him.
( all yelling at Duncan ) Duncan! Ready? Right.
Good luck, Archie.
Thank you.
Lexie: Look, look - come on.
Ten nine Golly, the wheelbarrow! - Yes, right, okay.
- seven six five Duncan! - Three two - ( everyone jabbering ) One! The highlands of Scotland, a beautiful and magical place.
And here by the shores of the distant loch, stands an ancient family home.
Welcome to Glenbogle.
Deep in the heart of Caledonia, now going online to the world, my name is Archie MacDonald, I am the laird here.
- for 400 years and more, my family have lived - Molly! - in this fantastic place.
- What am I supposed to do? It's embarrassing! Lean against the mantelpiece and look aristocratic.
Ugh! Go.
Go! Hector: What about my lunch? Molly: You've just had breakfast.
What am I supposed to do now? Look at the camera, and smile.
Ronald! Holly! Dogs sit! Sit! Hector: Down, sir, down.
Wee bit, down.
Lexie: Come on, Arch nearly on, come on! Go.
Now, a new day dawns at Glenbogle.
After centuries as a tranquil retreat for one family, we're throwing it open so that others can- enjoy it too.
To keep up with our exciting new developments here, log onto our web site, and wherever you are, Pasadena or Paisley, check out the fantastic views captured by the webcams, at w-w-w dot- Glenbogle dot com.
Yes! Well, how was it? Archie, it was great! You should be on television.
Thank you very much.
Justine, you missed it! Sorry, I was- just running our business.
But I see you're in good hands.
Literally.
( sneezes ) Bless you.
( theme music playing ) These came for you.
Thanks.
I'm sorry.
It's not really me you should apologise to.
I'd never have got this whole thing running without Katrina.
I.
T.
training, business degree and golden curls.
Look, just because we were at school together, and we happen to have quite a lot in common- and she's always here, and you like each other.
That doesn't mean she's a threat to you, sweetheart.
Doesn't it? Can't you just try to get on with her? She could be a real help to us.
Okay.
For you.
Archie: Oh, look - someone's dropped in for tea.
That's not someone- that's Mr.
Brown.
International man of mystery.
( plane approaching ) Welcome to Glenbogle, Mr.
Brown.
I do hope you have a successful course.
What could possibly go wrong? Hector: Good day to you.
I knew our home was being invaded by aliens, but isn't this a touch over the top? Watch out! What's that? Gear.
Gear? This is Hector MacDonald, my partner's father.
And this is Mr.
Brown, who is organising the management training weekend.
How monumentally uninteresting.
Tell me, are you as dull as your name and occupation suggest? - Hector? - Huh? We're having your people picked up per your instructions.
This equipment needs to be stowed in my office.
Office?! Man: You'll love working at the old bank, Mary.
They really look out for their employees.
- Really? - Yes, treat you with courtesy and consideration.
Not like those hard-nosed so-and-so's you used to be with.
I'm a bit frightened though- a team building exercise in my first week.
There's nothing to it.
- A few day's r & r away from base.
- ( sheep passes gas ) And you'll love it here.
There it is, children.
Prepare to enter the kingdom of heaven.
A haven of peace and harmony.
Looks a total dump, if you ask me.
( beeping ) ( sheep bleats ) Man #2: I turned down a corporate box at the open for this? Two miles down the track in an army truck and a dose of mad cow disease.
( chatting ) Mary: This is beautiful! You see, the thing is, Katrina, Archie and I have been together for a long time, and that's not going to change, especially now that I've committed myself to Glenbogle.
So it's a waste of your time, energy, and frankly, your dignity, trying to prise him away.
I am doing no such thing.
Come off it.
You're never away from the place.
Glenbogle is my home, and has been for far longer than it's been yours.
Correction- your home is 20 minutes cycle ride down the glen.
Maybe you should stay there.
Aye, maybe I will.
This conversation is demeaning, especially for you, Justine.
As long as you get the message.
Perhaps I should express it in the language of the highland laird, private property.
Keep off.
Are you piping this piston, or not? Justine said not to bother - with that sturmarche anymore.
- Oh, she did, did she? Well, why don't we all stop wearing kilts, eating deep fried mars bars, and hating the english? And all our other ancient Scottish traditions? Golly: Who rattled your cage? Anyways, since when have you been so in love with the scuttle of the pipes? Maybe when Glenbogle's answer to Mrs.
Thatcher started banning them.
- Golly: it's okay.
- Duncan: yeah, fair play.
She's okay.
Well -ish.
Answer me this, then- is it as much fun as when it was just Archie? Lexie, the bankers have arrived so we'll eat at 7:00.
Promptly, this time, if you don't mind.
What is it? Venison? Cow.
( snickering ) Well, maybe this time you can manage not to overcook it.
Last time we had beef, it was stringy, tough, and - rather tasteless.
Maybe it's not the only thing, round here, eh? ( sighs ) Man #2: Come on! In my room, there's a trouser press, a coffee percolator, sundry other electricals, and then- and I don't know who's train of thought we're on here- I come across this little beauty.
I mean, mints? On the pillows? This is not up-and-at-'em team building, Fleming.
This is the generation game in a gingham skirt.
Nigel, you're like a blind man in paradise.
It's wonderful here.
Lexie, aren't you going to let him have it? Defend this place? Can't be bothered, Flem.
I can't believe you think Lassel's should keep bailing this place out! You've spent a lot of the bank's money! ( clears throat ) They'll have the house white, I'll sip a bottle of your chablis.
Soup? Sorry.
Will you be wanting a baked roll with that, sir? Bally lout! Took me for a waiter! A little misunderstanding, that's all.
This isn't our home anymore, is it, Molly? Be with you in a sec.
The nick is just opening up for trading.
Hector, why can't you just go with the flow a bit? Don't be absurd! For my entire life, the flow has gone with me! It can't do you any good, whingeing all the time.
"Shut up," is that what you mean? I think I managed to calm everyone down.
Now look here, my girl, many tyrants have tried to defeat the MacDonalds of Glenbogle, from butcher cumberland to adolf hitler, and failed! Hector, please, you're overreacting.
I've been slapping down uppity females for 40 years, not gonna stop now! Molly: Oh, Hector, you couldn't slap anyone down.
Even if you were holding a large wet haddock in each hand.
Yeah! Haddock? Katrina? Katrina! What is it? It's Justine.
She's- Justine is working her socks off.
I know.
But she's paranoid about Archie and me.
I wonder how she got that idea? Look Katrina, could you take some advice, lass? Yes! No well, maybe.
Okay.
Let's not heed to think that I was one of those sad fellows that can only discuss painful human dilemmas, and sporting matters.
But, if I were you I would take my line right out of the water.
If I know anything, there's trouble brewing up there.
And I'd hate to see you get the worst of it.
What are you doing? Writing a list.
( sniffs ) Correction writing a list of all the other lists I've got to write of all the things we need to do to put this place on its feet.
Don't worry about the little scene I had with Hector, it was just a low level skirmish.
I just wish things weren't so hard for you.
I came here with my eyes open.
To work for a very good cause- us.
Come here, you! ( sneezes ) ( groans ) I knew I shouldn't have turned the heating off at easter.
I hope the bankers are okay.
Don't worry, Lexie's fattened them up.
They'll need it.
What do you mean? Come on, tell me.
I couldn't.
Mr.
Brown is not a man to cross lightly.
( door creaking ) ( snoring ) Justine: Okay, I read a fax for Brown.
It's not a team building course.
The bank are cutting back.
Brown has to decide which one of them should get the bullet, according to darwinian principles.
What? The survival of the fittest.
Oh, no! Fleming.
Fleming? Time for work.
Oh dear.
Come on! Long ways to go.
Come on, Mr.
Fleming.
If it's not hurting, it's not doing you any good.
No you don't! Nice guys finish- last! - Mr.
Fleming, are you all right? - Yes, I'm fine, really.
Brown: Come on, Mr.
Fleming, where's your get-up-and-go? Got up and went, did it? Now on this course, I will be awarding marks for effort and achievement.
And the end result will be used by your employers for purposes of their own.
Who gets promoted, you mean? So, that's one point for Mr.
Fleming.
Three for Ms.
Denning.
And 10 for Mr.
Rutter.
Rutter: Bottom of the pile, Fleming, great start.
( growls ) ( air whooshing ) Valve.
Valve?! I don't want a bally boat on my billiard table, as well as everything else! - Hector - ( snarls ) ( chimes ) Hector: Enough is enough! Justine: Hector, please, calm down.
That is my office, there ( sighs ) I do all my research in there! It just won't do! What's the matter? There is nowhere in this house where a chap can find an iota of peace and quiet! That's not surprising with you bellowing the place down! Justine: Hector, I'm sorry.
But we're running a business here.
Sorry.
Right.
That's it.
I've had enough.
I rather think I have too.
I'm sorry to say this, Justine, but there isn't room for the two of us.
It's not me that's the problem.
I am trying very hard, but you're just impossible! Molly! Pack a toothbrush and nightie- we're moving out! Monty, come! Holly! ( barking ) Did you have to say that? Can you see he was annoyed? ( air cartridge fires ) ( metal clangs ) What are you doing? Abseiling.
Oh right.
Fleming: I'll go first, Mary.
( wails ) ( growling ) Hector: Puppy! Come on.
Go on, get! Monty, Brummel, fall in! Quick run to the retirement home, please.
It's so unnecessary.
Ah! Good man, good man! Molly! Come on, boys.
Come on.
Something for your lunch.
And save me a bed.
I might be joining you very soon.
This is absolutely ridiculous.
Molly: Oh-hh, cheer up, darling.
It's for the best.
We're going to the end of the drive, not the end of the world.
Mother- Fleming: Mary, that's it.
You want to get your legs just slightly apart.
One foot on the top and the other one on the stone, and then- whoa! Oooh! Ah-hh! I love this place.
It's like something out of Hansel and gretel.
Father, please.
Excuse me.
Mother, do you really have to do this? I'm sorry, I agree with your father.
Can I at least give you a hand settling in? We can manage, thank you.
What are you going to do about supper? We shall be dining here, quietly and simply, time at last to retire from public life.
Goodbye.
( huffs ) Do you want a sandwich? Lexie! Look what's happening.
Fleming's going to get relegated.
Well, he was no great shakes at the abseiling.
His raft sunk, and a bee stung him at the end of his initiative test.
Very painful.
( Archie sighs ) - Archie - huh? Look, I'm really sorry about this morning.
- your dad.
- We'll talk later.
I've got to do something about Fleming first.
You can't interfere.
Justine- look, we are knee deep in debt here.
It's only thanks to Fleming that we're still afloat.
Believe me, if he loses his job, we will be finished! But he's just one person.
It's the bank we have to keep in with.
I know what I'm doing.
I'm acting in our long term interests.
No, you're not! You're threatening them.
Stay out of it.
Oh, sorry! And here was me thinking that I was in charge.
If anyone should stay out of it- well, I was going to ask your help, but there's obviously no point.
Brown: Come on, Mr.
Fleming, last chance today to avoid the wooden spoon.
Oof! Molly, that cell-like chamber downstairs? - The drawing room, yes? - There's a hole in the wall.
It's called a hatch.
I should be conveying your supper through it.
Baked beans on toast, and so on.
Breakfast and bourbon, still needs must.
Oh, not much storage space.
We'll have to share.
You take this side, and I'll take that.
I'll use the wardrobe in my bedroom, can't I? - No, you can't! - Whyever not? Because you haven't got a bedroom.
This is it.
We'll have to share.
Share a bedroom?! Be rather cozy, won't it? Man and wife in the same bedroom? It's not natural! ( car approaching ) Katrina! Archie? You've got to come with me, now! I can't.
I've got to finish this portrait for tomorrow.
I need your help.
I don't think it's really a good idea.
Look, I've got a crisis with Fleming and the bankers.
It's a long story, but I need you, please! Archie MacDonald, you are maddening! Yeah, so everyone tells me.
Brown: Now, pay close attention.
This is an exercise in intelligence, teamwork, and individual initiative.
You will each drive one of those all-terrain vehicles back to the house.
The only problem is- there's no petrol in them.
- So how- - where is the petrol? The petrol is in those cans in front of you.
So you better start by bringing them up.
There's got to be some catch here.
- Hello? - Hey, hey! - Mr.
Brown! - excuse me! We're gonna be needing that, I think.
Remember, in battle, your greatest enemy is complacency.
- What?! - Mary- I'm getting a tad hacked off with this! - hello?! Mr.
Brown? - hello? - ( engine starts ) - Mr.
Brown! Are you going? All: Mr.
Brown! More baked beans, Hector? Thank you, dear.
Lovely.
( dog whines ) Mary: Hello, is there anyone there? - Any ideas? - Where's all this water coming from? - The lake.
- Actually, it's a loch- we call it a loch.
We'll climb out of here.
Fleming, you be the baseman, Mary, you're next.
I'm a very experienced climber.
I've done a lot.
Don't worry, okay? He can't hold all of us.
You first, come on, Mary.
Get lower.
I'm ready.
I'm braced.
Ready? Okay, up you go, hup! Careful, Fleming! Are you all right? Steady yourself! - Come on! - I'm on your shoulders.
Whose idea was this? Yours, you dolt.
Hold still.
Okay.
Are you all right, Fleming? Hold steady.
Here we go.
Hang on.
All right, I've got that one.
Okay.
- Are you all right, Flem? - Yep.
- Okay.
- Whoo! For goodness sake.
Okay, got it, got it, got it! Yes, yes, yes.
- hang on, hang on.
- What? We need the jerry can.
The what?! Can? I'm gonna have to- stay very- very still.
I got it.
- Nigel, you come up now.
- yes, yes.
Okay, okay, one, two, three.
On the left.
Hold on! I'm losing you on the left! Move over! Balance! - Balance there.
- okay? Yep.
Okay.
Argh! And up we go.
Down! Get down! Both: Throw the ladder down.
Mary: That's it, pass it down.
Pass it down, Nigel.
Keep coming, keep coming.
Nearly there.
Okay, hang on! ( yelling ) He's thrown the ladder in! ( sighs ) What a rat.
- I'll head him off.
- I'll get the others.
Wee-haa! Yeah! Losers! - ( screaming ) - Hold onto the can! Fleming! Fleming! Throw me the ladder! Come on! - We can't! - Throw it up! Find something else.
- I'll get some rope.
- ( screaming ) Hold onto the can! Grab onto the can! There! There! Tie it on, come on! Okay, come on! Here I come, okay? Oh, what now?! My boyfriend's truck shed a load of timber up the path.
But if you're looking for Glenbogle House, you can reach it up that track there.
Come on, buddy.
Okay.
- Come on, hurry up! - Let's get going.
You better take it easy, Fleming, there's not much fuel here.
Keep your wig on, Arch, it's only a game.
It's not just a game, Flem, it's a test.
If you don't win this, you will lose your job.
And therefore, we will lose our home! Now go on! ( Rutter humming ) Mary: Come on, faster, make it go faster.
Fleming: My foot's flat to the floor.
We're nearly there.
Careful.
Oop, oop, hold it, Nigel.
- Mary: Whee! - Flat out, we're flat out! Mary: Come on, go faster.
Have we got enough petrol? It's slightly in the red.
I'm sure it's fine.
Mary: Whee-hee! I think we're ahead of him! I can't see him, keep going! Yee-haw! The winner! Oh, look, there he is! Keep going, keep going! No! No fuel?! Whoo-ooo! Come on! Come on! Come on! Yeah! - Oh.
- Sorry.
( giggling ) Did you see Fleming's face? What about Nigel's? Wah-hah! ( both laughing ) Problem solved.
Is it though? Huh? It seems to me, that there's a big problem here that no one's facing.
( sighs ) We only seem to enjoy ourselves when we're sneaking around behind Justine's back.
Aw, come on.
And it's making me very unhappy.
And what about you? Are you happy? I don't know.
No.
I want to go home.
All of a sudden, I'm tired, hungry, and- very miserable.
I'm sorry.
Why don't I give you a lift to your car? No.
You go home to Justine.
Now then ah ha! Ah-hh.
Come in.
No- you've left something behind.
Oh! That's the trouble with packing in a hurry.
Very thoughtful of you, thank you.
Playing with Archie's toy- you surprise me, Hector.
I'll have you know, I was signals officer in my battalion.
Trouble is Archie's put the cameras in all the wrong places.
If I'm going to stay here, I have to do something about it.
And how is the new billet? Marvelous! Should have done it years ago.
Little house, simple life, marvelous.
I'd like you to come home, Hector.
Pardon? You being here makes Archie feel bad, and I miss you.
Me? You're like an itch.
Extremely irritating, but without it, one is denied the pleasure of a good scratch.
Oh.
( chuckles ) I'm sorry if I've been a pain in the neck recently.
I'm sorry too, my dear.
You're not really very happy here, are you? Damn.
Sorry.
( piano playing ) I didn't know you could play the piano.
I can't! ( melancholy music playing ) Oh, I love this stuff.
Matches my mood.
Got the blues, have you? A slight case of the darkenings maybe.
Things just aren't the same around here, Flem.
Nor at Lassel's Bank, I'm afraid.
There's something I've always wanted to ask you, how a nice girl like you ended up in a place like this? Me? I came to Glenbogle to forget.
Forget what? Can't remember.
What were you saying about the bank? I don't know.
It was never that exciting a job, but now- ruthless young tykes like Nigel trying to put you down, new management's forcing you to fight for a job you don't really want - pack it in then.
- Do what? I don't know.
Play the piano? Write symphonies.
( chuckles ) I'm not sure I've got the courage for that, Lex.
Besides, old Archie needs me where I am.
If I lost my job Flem, this is your life.
Not Archie's.
You've got to follow your heart.
If you're not happy in life- what's the point in it? ( birds singing ) This camera's no good here at all.
I said it'd be better off in the house.
All right! Give me a hand.
Come on, come on, come on! Father, you're back.
What are you doing? Nothing.
Archie? Are you all right? Just listen- I came to tell you I won't be coming here anymore.
What?! Archie, let's be honest with each other, we're not just friends.
It's much more than that.
You know it, I know it and Justine knows it.
And not unnaturally, she resents it.
Oh hi.
Lexie hasn't prepared the banker's rations, so I'm going to sort it out.
And it's causing us all a lot of grief.
So I've decided the only way to make it more bearable is just not to come here, and not to see you.
( Lexie's voice raised ) I think we'd all be a lot happier that way.
- Katrina, you can't just- - I'm sorry.
- Lexie: of course, she who knows everything.
- Justine: the games you play.
- I don't play games, darling.
- You've been against me from day one.
A little look here, a snide remark there.
I fight battles and I'm warning you before this one kicks off, - I take no prisoners.
- Of course I know why.
Apparently yet another female's after my boyfriend.
Well, don't even think about trying it! Despite your rather obvious attractions, you're not serious competition.
( scoffs ) For you?! You've got as much charisma as a rolled up carpet.
Don't flare your nostrils at that, 'cause you'll get house martins nesting in them! Right, that's it! What is the problem now? - Her! - Her! How are you feeling, Mary? I'm fine.
You know, you're really very kind, Fleming.
Do you know that? Girls are always saying that.
I wish they'd call me a filthy brute one of these days.
Brown: Right.
Jump off at the starboard side, swim underneath the boat, and climb back on board on the port side.
Right, who's first? I brought the garlic press, the wooden spoons, as for the pots and pans, well, I think- will you stop going on about the kitchen utensils, and tell me what all this is about? I am leaving Glenbogle, due to personal differences with Mrs.
Laird, here! She's got to go.
We cannot carry on like this! You said it, girl! Right.
Fine.
I'll help you pack! Will you both be quiet! Let me think! Nobody does anything.
Nobody moves.
You- just stay here.
Justine, have you got a minute, please? This I have to hear.
Oh no, Lexie.
Lexie! Just give them a bit of privacy.
( sobbing ) I can't do this! That might have unfortunate consequences.
As you already hitched a lift on Mr.
Fleming's car, you're now in bottom place.
That's not fair.
And anyway, I can't swim! Then you'll just have to shut your eyes and think of England.
- Jump! - ( shrieks ) Fleming: Mr.
Brown? You may have heard of a historical personage called Captain Bligh.
He was the commander of a vessel called "The Bounty," which also happens to be the name of my favorite chocolate bar! What? Whoa! Fleming! Fleming: Sorry, I didn't have a plank to hand.
And by the way, Mr.
Brown, remember- in battle, complacency is your greatest enemy.
And I'd say that's you sunk as well, old man.
Oh-hh! Hector, I'm going shopping, is there anything you need? Some hardtack biscuits and the "Telegraph," my dear.
What are you doing? These cameras are in the wrong place! I miss the hustle and bustle of the house.
But with Duncan's help- ah-hh! - Got it sorted.
- Yeah.
- There.
- splendid.
- Oh, I say - Justine: You've obviously got something to say, so say it! I know it's not easy for you, coming to a place that isn't your favorite spot in the world.
No! It isn't! It was a sacrifice I made to be with you.
Argh! Molly: No, try again! I wanted see what she was going to say to him.
Give them a minute's peace.
It's their right.
Lexie, may I have a word? - What? - Don't say anything.
I must say this quickly.
I've been thinking.
You said I should have the courage to follow my heart.
Yeah? Would you have the courage to follow it with me? Flem, the way I'm feeling right now- ( whistling ) Golly! Lexie! Come and see this! Archie: I know it's not easy working with people - you didn't choose.
- Who can't stand me, but have the hots for my boyfriend, yes! But you are forcing them out! People that I am fond of, yes, but also people who could help us here! Come on, Archie! It's not about other people.
So why don't you tell me what you really think? Go on, Archie, tell her! I don't believe we should be watching this.
No.
This isn't going to be easy, but it has to be said.
Hector, could you possibly turn up the volume? A smidgen? Archie: I think you're taking over.
You're trying to do everything.
You're breathing everyone else's oxygen.
- Yours as well, I take it? - Yes! Look, Justine, this is my home, my inheritance, my challenge.
And there's no room for me? That's what you're saying, isn't it? No, I'm not- of course, I'm not! They're moving.
No, no, no, Hector! Right, so we just click on Glenbogle.
com, and let's see what we can see there's the loch.
We all know the loch, don't we? And remember, this is actually happening, right now.
Archie: You've got it wrong, sweetheart, and not for the first time.
Justine: Look, I know I'm an outsider here, Glenbogle isn't my home- that's a long way south and I miss it like hell.
My family, my friends, my life- I gave it all up so that we could be together.
I know that.
But it's not working, is it? I don't mean other people, I mean us.
What do you think? Tell me.
It's not the same.
It's different, you know.
We've changed.
Can we get it back? What we had once? I'm not sure that we can.
I'm sorry.
What do you think? To be honest, I think I lost you the moment you came up here.
I curse this place.
Thank you for being honest.
I'll go and pack my bags.
Poor Archie.
( kids groan ) Poor Justine.
How distressing.
Duncan: He needs neighbors.
Lexie: Oh Fleming! Fleming: Off to ring the head office? Tell them to do their rotten job.
He doesn't have to.
I'm your new boss.
Eh? I take over as head of domestic finance division next week.
You? You lied, you exploited us.
I had to look at the two of you under challenging conditions.
To find out which of us gets the job? Downsizing is an option as is flattening out management structures.
I consider myself managerially flattened, and personally reborn.
Anyway, I've made up my mind.
Eh? Nigel, you are dull, boorish, arrogant, totally lacking in humor or compassion, so you're fired.
- But I have- - I said, you're fired.
As for you, Fleming you have shown courage, leadership, loyalty, and independence of spirit.
Hasn't he, Mr.
Brown? In other words Lancelot.
My perfect number two.
No, no no, you don't.
I quit.
I'm going to tinkle the ivories for a living, and she will be my muse and manager.
Flem, have you got a minute? You don't have to run off like this.
I could drive you.
To the station? No thanks.
Say goodbye to everyone for me, will you? Don't think I can face them just now.
We did love each other once, didn't we, Archie? Yes, we did.
Be happy.
( engine starts ) ( car departing ) So she's gone, and not coming back? Which means you're not going anywhere.
I understand.
Lucky old Archie.
That's what I say.
You're a sweetie.
My mother use to say something similar cough drop she use to call me.
Oh I suppose I better go find Mary before she offers that promotion to someone else.
You know, Lex? I rather think she fancies me.
Ah good man.
It's lovely to be back in our home.
Fun though, wasn't it? Thanks, Duncan.
Hugh, Monty, come on! Come here.
Heel.
How're you doing? Pretty strange actually.
Justine has left.
I know.
It's weird.
We were together five years.
I feel really sad, but I also feel lighter, you know? Is that terrible? No.
Anyway I think I'm going to need your help.
Why do you think I'm here? I've had this idea about hiring someone to help with the tourist business.
What do you think? Hmmm ( deep sigh ) ( whirring ) Duncan! ( theme music playing )