Lewis (2007) s07e06 Episode Script

He was released from prison yesterday after a year for causing death by dangerous driving.
Did you snap? I didn't hurt him.
He killed my daughter.
She thinks I killed him, doesn't she? Well, you know what? I wish I had.
I'm told your the master here and I was hoping you could give me some information about his academic life.
You were promoted to his Chair of Chemistry.
You think I stood to gain from his death? What about this '500'? The thing he scratched into the paintwork.
One of the hairs from driver's headrest had DNA that's an exact match for Rachel Cliff.
What? Are you arresting her? You can't, you can't arrest her.
How long has this been up here? Maybe it wasn't a number.
It was a name.
Time of death, Doctor? You need a forensic anthropologist on this one.
All I can say for certain is it's an adult female, multiple fractures, including the skull.
So a fall? Beating with a blunt object, maybe? Any idea at all how long she's been up here? A decade or more? Really not my area, I'm afraid.
Prefer a bit more flesh on my bones.
Sir.
What? Office ran a check.
There's a record of a Soo-Min Chong who disappeared in June 1998, aged 20.
She was an exchange student from South Korea, studying chemistry at Benison College.
So she'd have been taught by Professor Seager? Finished a year assisting his research group.
Booked a flight home, never turned up.
Must be her.
Wouldn't have been easy - dragging her up that lot.
Do we assume she was killed here? I don't think we can assume anything.
I can't imagine you could move a body through the college without somebody seeing.
Laura reckons it was a fall or a beating.
What? Snapped clean off.
Right, where were we? Tell us again where you were in the early hours of Tuesday morning.
In my boyfriend's room in Benison College all night.
And have you ever been in Professor Seager's car? No.
If you're not going to arrest me, why keep asking me the same questions? You're free to leave at any time.
But I'd like you to stay and help.
In particular, I'd like you to explain how a hair found on the driver's headrest of the car that killed Professor Seager is a perfect match for your DNA.
It must be her.
Martha must've put it there.
The only reason we're able to get this DNA from the hair at all is because it still had the follicle attached.
Are you saying that Reverend Seager's been pulling your hair out? No.
I don't know.
It's not her, is it? Isn't it? She's 18.
She'd have been in nursery school when Soo-Min was killed.
We can't assume a connection.
Professor Seager's death might have nothing to do with our skeleton in the attic.
Well, he spent his dying moments writing 'Soo', and then the body of a girl called Soo-Min turns up two days later? Well, if you're so sure there's a link, it makes sense for you to handle both investigations.
Soo-Min's missing person's report - enjoy.
It's all a bit convenient, though, isn't it? The hair in the car just happening to give us a nice DNA match? Of course, another alternative is that Rachel's hair ended up in the car because it came off someone else.
Adam, please? Look, Adam, we can sort this out.
Adam, please! According to the original investigation, Professor Seager was the last person to see Soo-Min before she disappeared.
Give us a look.
In his statement, he said she came to his office in college on the 17th June to get her exchange credits signed off.
She stayed for 20 minutes and then left.
The last she was seen alive.
Perhaps she never left his office.
What's this? Statements from study mates and friends saying that she was quiet, super-clever, musical.
She was Martha's organ scholar in chapel, apparently.
And a statement from her ex-boyfriend - Carl Drew.
No running.
Soo? We'll need the forensics to be sure, but we think it's her.
We understand that you were close? I'm not sure about close, but we were a Oh, God.
Excuse me.
Yep? Good.
When I started my doctorate here, there was a thing between the graduates - a sort of tradition - to see who could bed the most undergrads.
You know what it's like.
So, I went for Soo.
This was way before Stella and I got together.
But she was Soo's lab supervisor and I was trying to get her attention.
By having sex with her research assistant? It wasn't my finest hour.
But it was 15 years ago.
So what happened? It wasn't serious.
And we said goodbye a few days before she was due to go home, and that was the last time I saw her.
Remind me where you were the night the professor was killed? In bed with my wife.
I'm sorry, but what has the fact that I went out with Soo-Min 15 years ago got to do with Seager? Probably nothing.
As I say, just building a picture.
They're saying they're going to be in there for another 24 hours.
He'd hate strangers going through his things.
You do know you're welcome to stay with us for as long as you need to? I know.
You and Carl have been so kind.
But I feel I want my own Adam! What's wrong with you? Oh, God! It never ceases to amaze me how much a woman can get into one suitcase.
You owe me a drink.
In fact, several drinks.
Number one.
Dental records from the other side of the world, confirming this is indeed Soo-Min Chong from the Itaewon district of Seoul.
Number two.
The initial report I was able to drag out of the forensic anthropologist.
He believes the skeleton dates back to the late '90s and that he finds me "unnecessarily pushy".
Yeah, Laura, I have - And number three A luminol test showed a tiny stain on the suitcase was dried blood.
The DNA was pretty degraded, but there was enough for a reasonable comparison and it's a match for Professor Seager.
Seager's blood is on Soo-Min's suitcase? Here - under the handle.
I knew there had to be a connection.
Where's Hathaway? We should ask the Reverend Martha if she can shed any light on what was going on between Soo-Min and her husband.
How much longer are you people going to be? Every hour you spend pulling our chapel apart is costing this college a fortune.
There's the skeleton of a murdered girl in your attic.
It'll take as long as it takes, I'm afraid.
She's identified as a student here in the late '90s - Soo-Min Chong.
Hundreds of students pass through this college every year.
I can't be expected to remember them all.
Not even the ones that mysteriously vanish? There can't be too many of those, surely? Are you all right, Adam? No! You've got to stop harassing Rachel.
She She can't take it.
This'll take time We're not harassing her.
You're trying to frighten her, saying her hair was in the car.
It can't be.
She's never been near it.
How can you be sure? She's not a liar.
She was with me all night.
Asleep.
How can you be certain she was with you all night? I just am.
I'm worried there's something you're not telling me.
Well, there isn't.
If your theory's right, and Rachel's never been near that car, we have to ask ourselves how her hair got onto the driver's seat.
One answer to that question is that it came in on your clothes cos you were the driver.
You don't know what it's like.
What what's like? Not being good enough.
Being surrounded by people who are.
People who get it.
I'm not meant to be here I don't want sob stories.
I want to know what happened that night! I know Rachel didn't leave my room because we didn't go to sleep.
She stayed up with me all night because I couldn't stop crying, OK? I'm pathetic.
Anyone confirm this? That I'm pathetic? Yeah, sure.
Try my tutors, my parents, my lab - That you both remained in the room all night.
Forget it.
You said you'd come straight home.
Where have you been? Nowhere.
I went for a walk.
Leave that.
It's Adam.
It's always Adam! You can phone him back.
Look, tell me what they said.
They're having a go.
Seeing if I'll freak out.
Mum I'm telling you it's fine, OK? She was the organ scholar during my second year as chaplain here.
Sweet little thing.
I don't think Richard ever mentioned her, though.
Not at all? I'm not sure I even knew she was a chemist.
Your husband said you supervised Soo-Min's lab work for a while.
Was that part of Professor Seager's Alzheimer's research? Yes.
She worked for a few of us in the group.
Vaguely competently, as I remember.
That good? Well, she wasn't exceptional.
But according to the missing person's report, she seems to have been extremely clever.
Well, it's Oxford, Inspector.
Everyone's extremely clever.
And there's no way your opinion could be tainted by the fact that she was sleeping with Carl? Of course not.
We weren't together.
Apologies for having to ask you this, Reverend, but is there any possibility that your husband was having an affair during Soo-Min's time in Oxford? That's absurd.
Look, I'm sorry, but you said this girl had been dead for years.
My husband was murdered two days ago.
Why aren't you doing anything about that? We are.
I promise.
We believe he might have tried to communicate her name as he died.
What do you mean "communicate"? I can't say any more at the moment.
Do you have any idea why he might have wanted people to make a connection between himself and Soo-Min? He wouldn't.
He hardly knew her.
She was so important to him he used his dying breath to write her name, yet never even mentioned her at home.
Sounds like an affair if you ask me.
You lost something? Yeah, my phone.
Must have left it at the school.
What was it Stella and Seager were researching again? Alzheimer You're funny.
L is the angular momentum quantum number.
L tells you the type and shape of the orbitals.
Help! Help! I'd say it's been less than an hour.
Nothing obviously suspicious.
No indications of a struggle and the marks on his arm suggest a history of self-harm.
No sign of a suicide note on him? No.
But the words on the board and the study notes at full volume send a pretty clear message, don't they? Is he OK? He found him.
Cut him down.
Oh, God.
I know.
The headmaster called.
It's Adam? We had a tutorial yesterday.
I basically told him he was failing.
It's not your fault.
I didn't offer him any help.
Adam was your pupil before he went up to uni, is that right? I was his chemistry teacher.
He was a good lad.
Did you see him this afternoon? No.
I went home ten minutes after we finished talking.
There was some writing on the board in your class.
'Thanks, Sir.
' Was that there when you left? No.
You mean he's blaming me? It's not clear yet.
But can you imagine why he would choose to do this in your lab? He must've been angry at me for pushing him to apply.
I thought it's what he wanted.
I really thought he'd do well.
Mr Drew? A word, please? Sorry, the Head.
Do you mind? Course not.
How are you doing? Fine.
You told me to expect it in this job.
You were right.
I can never get my head around kids killing themselves over exam stress.
We should sound out Rachel.
Maybe she confessed to him after our interview, and that's what triggered it.
Cos otherwise, why today? What happened today that tipped him over the edge? Sir? I'm concerned that I put undue pressure on Adam when I spoke to him in college earlier.
What kind of undue pressure? He was so insistent that the hair couldn't have come off Rachel, there was just something strange about the way he seemed so So I suggested that it transferred from his clothes cos he was the one driving the car.
Well, that's not undue pressure.
That's a sensible line of inquiry.
Come on.
Hold on.
Modern miracle? Where's the crutch gone? CCTV shows her in A&E the night of Seager's murder.
You wouldn't hang around in there all night unless you had to.
I might.
If I knew somebody was going to be killed and I fancied a watertight alibi.
I've no idea where she is.
She ran out the door, she was a mess.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
They shouldn't have told her about Adam over the phone.
We said we'd come round.
Yeah, hours later.
Do you know when Rachel last had contact with Adam? We need to piece together what happened.
For his family, if nothing else.
They spoke on the phone at five, five-thirty, maybe.
Any idea what they talked about? Do you tell your mother what you talk to your girlfriend about? You'll have to ask Rachel - if you can find her.
How's the ankle? Fine.
Better.
Thanks.
Only it must have been pretty serious - six hours in A&E and it healed overnight? What are you now, a copper or a doctor? I only asked the question.
Oh, you lot with your questions! You ask all the questions, but you don't actually listen to the answers, do you? I'll tell you one thing they did talk about.
They talked about you.
Adam told Rachel what you'd said to him - she couldn't get him to calm down.
A boy under that kind of pressure and a girl still grieving for her sister.
But it's OK, isn't it, because you've got a badge.
She's just lashing out because she wants to avoid talking about her alibi because it's clearly dodgy.
You can't take it personally.
She's right, we don't listen.
All we do is interrogate.
Yeah, well, that's the job.
We ask people difficult questions.
It doesn't mean we're responsible for their decisions.
Oh, I don't know.
Well, I do.
Look, take some time off tonight.
Come and have dinner with me and Laura.
No, thanks, I'm all right.
You wouldn't be interrupting - it's a takeaway.
Really.
I've got plans.
Thank you, though.
Interesting.
Taste those.
Mm, yes.
I don't care about the reference number.
I just want you to go out there and start looking or making Mrs Cliff? Oh, God.
It's Rachel.
She's not answering her phone and her friends haven't seen her.
I didn't know what else to do.
Is this a craft project or a cry for help? It's the only way I can get my head around how these two are connected.
I still think you're gonna miss this when you're growing carrots and watching Countdown.
I'll find plenty to keep me busy.
Like what, though? What are you actually going to do? What does anyone do? I'll potter.
Sir, I've just seen Debbie Cliff at the front desk.
Rachel didn't come home last night.
That's all we need.
Is there a report out for her? Desk sergeant's working on it.
Hobson wants to talk to you.
She's got the lab to cross-check Adam's DNA with the unknown DNA profiles from the car, and we've found a familial match on one of them.
Familial match? My wife's in a bit of a bad way.
I'd rather let her sleep if that's OK? That's fine.
I'm sorry to bother you at a time like this.
No, no, you're just doing your job.
I don't know what I can tell you, though.
We don't understand it ourselves.
Did Adam ever talk to you about what was troubling him? II think it was all just building up.
Exams, worrying about his girlfriend, and then that man coming out of prison.
Professor Seager.
Did you ever meet him? No.
I've heard what happened to him though.
Have you ever been in his car? No.
No, of course not.
Why do you ask that? We've found DNA belonging to one of Adam's close relatives in there.
Either a parent or a sibling.
Well, that can't be right.
He doesn't have any brothers or sisters? He was our only child.
In that case, I'm afraid we will need a word with your wife.
No, look, please let's let's not involve Liz.
I I did meet him.
And I I have been in his car.
It feels like we're throwing you out.
Are you sure this is what you want? Honestly.
I just need a proper night's sleep in my own bed.
OK.
You'll give us a shout if you need anything, won't you? I will.
I promise.
His teacher told us about this this course where you could have proper coaching.
Carl Drew's course? Yeah.
Yeah, that's the one.
Mr Drew mentioned this college that he knew of where sometimes, for the right student, it might be possible to stack things in their favour.
Are you saying you paid to get your son into Benison College? A 200 grand donation to the roof fund in exchange for an easy interview and a place.
We we did the deal in Professor Seager's car.
Who else was involved? It was just those two.
And, oh, the Master, Doctor Yardley.
Adam had no idea until yesterday.
He found out? Well, Seager promised he would never know.
Then this letter turned up from the prison a couple of months ago saying that he'd changed his tune.
Suddenly it was all morally wrong.
He was giving me ten weeks to talk to Adam myself before he blew the whistle.
Do you still have this letter? Adam made me show it to him.
It was only then that he told me that the man was dead.
So I could have got away with never telling him at all.
Our last conversation didn't have to be me humiliating my son.
It could have been me telling him that .
.
that I love every bone of him if he never passed a single exam in his entire life.
Sorry.
I'll get that letter.
I'm sorry, what did you say your name was again? DS Hatha Erm James.
You're the one who found him.
They said that you tried to help.
I didn't help him.
But you tried.
Thank you.
Thank you, James.
DI Lewis, please.
OK.
No, no.
No message.
Well, I guess it's all there, isn't it? I just wanted something that was mine, you know? I got fed up of being the other half of the great biochemist.
So you set up Oxbridge Edge? It's a legitimate coaching business.
There were only a handful of occasions when it turned into anything more.
And how did those occasions work? Sometimes, with particular families, you could tell they would do anything.
I'd scope them out, and if they were receptive, I'd put them in touch with Seager.
It was a huge risk, obviously.
The University would have come down on us like a ton of bricks.
But if we could convince Yardley that it was watertight, he'd give us ten per cent.
Did you receive one of these letters from Seager? A couple of months ago.
And what would that have done to you? Look, I see where you're going with this, but I didn't kill him.
Hi.
That was pretty horrible.
I don't know why she wanted to go back there so soon when it's Is everything OK? Carl? Well, the college needed money.
That was a way to get it.
I think it's the only thing that Professor Seager and I ever saw eye to eye on in 30 years.
But you didn't see eye to eye anymore.
Seager was going to confess, you knew that.
He was going to end your career.
I took on this Mastership with a very public promise to turn Benison's fortunes around.
I staked my reputation on it.
But I've failed.
We reached the point of financial no-return six months ago.
The college will be forced to merge, leaving its Master without a future.
So there's really nothing that Richard's spiritual cleansing could have done to make things any worse.
It's me.
Call me as soon as you get this.
I need to see you.
Carl Drew, Yardley and Mr Tibitt, Adam's dad.
Plus any other parents who received the same letter.
Any one of them could have killed Seager to stop him talking.
True.
But how does that connect to Soo-Min? Maybe it doesn't.
You don't believe that.
Anyway, what about his blood on her suitcase? So he was her tutor, he carried her suitcase once.
It doesn't prove he killed her.
Or that Seager was killed because of Soo-Min.
Maybe we started in the wrong place, starting with Seager.
The answer has to be with Soo-Min.
Come on.
Where are we going? Back to the station, where we've got an entire suitcase full of evidence.
You didn't have any plans for tonight, did you? What exactly is it we're looking for? No idea.
But we're going to look at every photo, every book, every page of every folder until we find it.
Oh, my God! Uniform have started a door-to-door.
It's definitely her.
First Seager, now his wife.
She hasn't been in there long - a couple of hours.
Drowned? No, there's a puncture wound on the chest, so stabbed then dumped most likely.
Given the location of the wound, there would've been a lot of blood at the scene.
Martha's house is just upstream from here, isn't it? Let's head over there.
Did you get anything? Not yet.
Someone's done a good job.
But one of the boys noticed this.
The missing one doesn't seem to be here.
Ah, that's not good news.
I'm not sure I follow.
Well, Seager's murder seemed to be carefully planned - the pay-as-you-go phone, car keys stolen in advance.
But if that's the murder weapon, then whoever stabbed his wife didn't even think to bring his own knife.
And if it's the same person, they're getting desperate.
According to the calendar in there, she kept a regular appointment with her GP.
The next one was today at three so I thought I might go.
Yeah, why not? See what you can find out.
Can you keep us up to date with the door-to-doors? Just one thing so far, sir - a neighbour said she saw someone turn into the driveway last night.
She recognised him because he used to teach her daughter.
A Mr Drew? What time was this? Around six.
Right.
Thanks.
No need to let on that we can place him at the scene.
You go and keep the GP appointment.
I'll go and see what his wife might give away.
I should never have left her in the house on her own.
Where did you go after you dropped her off? I went straight home.
I saw you.
I discovered my husband was a fraud and then I was here until late.
How late? That's what I do when things are bad.
I work.
So you wouldn't be able to account for Carl's movements last night? No.
But why are you so worried about where Carl was? You can't seriously think he had anything to do with this? If you look at the photo the manufacturer sent over, you'll see the pattern at the hilt of the knife matches the bruise pattern left around the wound.
Hang on.
James? I've just been speaking to Martha's GP.
We've been asking the wrong question.
Instead of asking ourselves why Martha was able to sleep through her husband being murdered outside her window, we should be asking how the killer knew that she'd sleep through it.
OK.
Her doctor says she kept pestering him to increase her prescription of sleeping pills, but he said no because he thought she was getting dependent.
Then all of a sudden, one day, the pestering stopped, and he says he suspects she was getting the supplies from elsewhere.
Another person supplying her? Well, exactly.
If her killer was feeding her addiction, then he was helping her drug herself.
Maybe Martha figured this out and confronted her supplier.
Right.
You need to find the pills.
If we can prove that Carl's the one that supplied Martha, I reckon we've got him.
Dark matter.
That is a very good example of one of the big scientific mysteries.
Oh, we're nearly finished here.
Do you need me to? No, no, no, carry on.
I can wait five minutes.
Right.
We'll make this the last one.
Some of our scientists believe that over three-quarters of the matter in the universe is invisible even to the most powerful telescope.
They call this substance dark matter.
If this theory is right, then the answers to some of our most important questions about the universe might lie not in the things we can see but in the things we can't.
Stella knows already? Why didn't she call me? Can you tell me what you did yesterday after I spoke to you? I listened to my wife shout at me for an hour.
Then she stopped shouting and wouldn't talk to me.
Eventually I went to see Martha.
So you admit that you were at the Reverend Seager's house yesterday evening? There is nothing to admit.
Iwent to see if she'd talk some sense into Stell.
But there was no answer.
I know you're not a fan of the blindingly obvious, but I'll state it anyway.
The first 24 hours following a murder are too precious to waste on a 15-year-old case.
Dark matter.
What? It's not what we can see that's important, it's what we can't.
Look at this, look at this.
Soo-Min's lab notes - they're all meticulously catalogued by project and supervisor.
Professor Gilchrist, Dr Easom, Dr Marbler But when we get to Professor Seager's section - nothing.
Why there's no record of the work she did for him? If she was that well organised, she'd have had it all backed up on one of these.
According to the inventory from Digital, you're looking for a section called "Amyloid".
There should be a Professor Seager file in there.
"The Amyloid Hypothesis.
Fibril Formation and Neuro-degeneration.
" Amyloid hypothesis.
Don't pretend you know what it is.
I'm sure I've heard of it.
I think it's something to do with the breakthrough that made her famous.
- Who? - Stella Drew.
Prescription sleeping pills found in Martha's bedroom with your name on the bottle.
You knew she was doubling her dose, so you knew she'd sleep soundly while you murdered her husband.
Doctor Drew? Over 35 million people are living with Alzheimer's today.
That's 35 million people fading away.
Martha figured it out, didn't she? She confronted you in her kitchen, you grabbed a knife and you stabbed her.
It's not just people with the disease who suffer.
It's their families, their children who have to watch this awful decline.
Why did you murder Professor Seager? Was it because he killed Soo-Min or because he knew that you had? No, Richard didn't kill Soo-Min - neither of us did.
It was an accident.
Yeah.
An accident which enabled you to steal lab work from her file and pass it off as your breakthrough.
We found a back-up on a disc.
It was my doctorate.
Soo-Min was my research student so anything she stumbled across was mine to publish.
That's what Soo-Min failed to grasp.
She was threatening to take the findings home with her for her own post-grad, so Richard and I went to talk some sense into her.
Tell us about this accident.
Eventually we found her, in the organ loft, collecting up her music.
She refused to have a sensible discussion.
She tried to leave, Richard was holding on to her .
.
and after that I don't know.
Suddenly she was falling and there was this crack.
If it was an accident, why didn't you call an ambulance? I was going to, but he stopped me.
He said if he went to prison, it would all fall apart - the research, my post-doc funding, everything we'd been working for.
So I let him do it I let him hide the body.
And then when he cut himself on a nail in the attic, I took over.
And then I lived with it.
Every day for 15 years.
Until I realised it wasn't over - it was all just the catalyst for everything else.
What do you mean? Six weeks ago, Richard sent me the most extraordinary letter.
Three pages of waffle about God and the prison chaplain.
And then .
.
this one paragraph at the end casually blowing everything apart.
Warning you he was going to confess? He was going to betray me.
After 15 years of telling myself that if I worked hard enough, if the research could make enough difference, then what happened to Soo-Min might not be in vain, he was pulling the plug on it all.
So you stole his car keys, you lured him outside, and you killed him, framing Rachel.
But going to prison means abandoning my research and I can't let that happen.
I have a responsibility to see it through.
Was it your responsibility to kill your mentor? And his wife when she figured it out? Martha was my best friend.
That's the hardest sacrifice I've ever had to make.
But she said she was going to the police and Stella Drew, I'm arrest- Wait! If you're going to arrest me, you need to understand my research isn't just some science project.
This is work with genuine potential.
It could make a difference to millions of lives.
If if I go to prison, you're setting that back by decades.
I'm sorry, we're police officers.
Decisions about the future of mankind don't really feature in our job description.
Stella! Stella! Stell? What's happening? I heard you were home.
I wanted to see how you are.
And let you know that someone has confessed.
Where did you go? I dunno.
I just walked around.
She'll be OK, though, won't you? It just takes time, that's all.
How can you keep making out you're sorry, when you were so jealous of him you faked a fall just to get some attention? Yeah.
I knew.
So leave it, OK? Well, there you go.
First my husband left then Erin.
It's just me and Rachel now.
Got what you came for? They were erm clearing out Adam's room in college, returning things to his parents.
I thought you might like these.
Oh.
Thank you.
For taking the time.
Thank you.
She all right? I think so.
Are you all right? Surely you're not buying into all that stuff about the future in dementia? Stella Drew's not the only person working on it, you know.
It's not that.
I took your advice.
Got a meeting with Innocent tomorrow morning.
Oh, well, that's good.
That's really good.
I know you hate jumping through hoops It's not to talk about promotion.
It's to hand in my resignation.
Your resignation? What's brought this on? This job makes you look at things differently, doesn't it? I always told you it would.
Oh, I know.
I didn't understand.
I don't like what I've become.
I used to think that people were basically good.
Now I don't and I don't know when that changed.
Well, that's just a sign that you're a seasoned copper, it's not a sign you should chuck it all in.
Well, you love this, you're still getting out.
Yeah, I think so, before too long.
But I've got to that stage.
I've got to that stage too - earlier.
I've got a feeling that's not what the fast track scheme's all about.
Are you sure about this? I need a change.
Well, in that case, I need a drink.
Come on.
What? Nothing.
We can still meet up for the odd pint, can't we? Two ex-coppers? Of course.
They do a pensioners' special on a Tuesday.
I could treat you Oi, I'm still your boss for now.
I hope you don't feel it's been a waste, being my boss training me up.
Because I've appreciated it.
It wasn't a waste.
It was a pleasure.
Thank you, sir.
You're all right.
And it's Robbie.
Thank you, Robbie.