Shakespeare & Hathaway: Private Investigators (2018) s05e09 Episode Script

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Oh no! Stay back!
Stay back!
S S Stay back and stay!
Please! I beg you! Leave me! Leave me!
Leave me alone!
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Oh! Ohoho! Haha!
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[Moaning]
Oh, Frank, please, can you turn it down?
I can't hear myself think.
This is research for our next client.
Her father is a very famous film
director, Reynard Lennox.
Well, surely even you've
heard of The Death Veil.
Ah, Is ist a RomCom?
- That's a horror.
- Well, then, no.
Reynard Lennox, famous film director,
and nobody told me.
Well, I don't get too excited.
He's retired.
- Bit like you.
- I think you'll find I'm resting.
- Oh, is that what you call it?
- Excuse me. Sorry, the door was open.
- Oh, Miss Lennox?
- Oh, no, Regan Kernow.
I'm here about the receptionist job.
Oh, lovely. Oh, great. Well, come in.
I mean, you have.
Finally.
- Oh, no, no, no. I'm sorry.
- Yeah, what he means is
we've had two no-shows
already, so it's really
lovely to meet you.
I'm Luella Shakespeare.
And I'm Frank Hathaway.
I'm the senior partner.
It's debatable. And this is
Sebastian, our investigative assistant.
Executive investigative assistant. Hi.
Oh, sorry I'm so late. I missed three
buses. Well, drove straight past me.
They were full of people
in horror costumes.
Some big convention in town, apparently.
Well, don't worry. You're
here now, aren't you?
Do you want to have a
seat, have a tea or a coffee?
Can I get a coffee, please?
Milk with no sugar? Thank you.
I hope it's not really cringe, but I
bought these. I do a bit of baking
- in my spare times.
- How lovely.
Bake the hook well. This fish will bite.
Do you want to go and
put them on a plate?
And maybe we'll eat them.
The interview.
Should we do the interview?
- Yes?
- Yes.
Great.
Oh, me!
So, Miss Kernow, what
first attracted you to
working at a detective agency?
I found what you do so fascinating.
It must be so exciting.
You know, catching criminals and
finding missing people.
You must be so clever.
I have my moments.
I have more.
The thing is, your role would actually
be more admin-based.
Oh, I know that. I've got
lots of office experience
and I'm very computer literate.
That's great. That is great.
Do you bake much?
- Is that a requirement?
- Absolutely.
Yeah, I mean, it actually
might be, you know, if we
were going undercover as chefs.
- Yes, or like in a Bakery.
- Or a Boulangerie.
Hey, would you manage to see you both?
Quick, quick.
Frank?
Thank you.
I know it sounds
extraordinary, but I'm convinced
someone's literally trying
to scare him to death.
Wow. And do all these visions
have, like, references to his films?
And there were no other
witnesses apart from Reinhard?
Yes. But it's not dementia.
He's sharp as a pin.
And when did he have his
first errm encounter?
- About three weeks ago.
- Could it be someone with a grudge?
Well, there'd be no
shortage of candidates.
Father made a lot of
enemies back in the day.
He had a reputation
for bullying actors, crew.
Portia Frost.
Oh, she's on at the VRSC now.
It's his ex-wife. She wrote a memoir.
It wasn't very nice.
[whispering] You read a book?
No, it was in the tabloids.
She made a name in Reinhard's
Nunsploitation movies back in the '80s.
I read it. She was traumatised
by working with him,
especially on that last film
they did together.
Oh, The Death Veil.
Apparently the horror scenes
were highly disturbing to film.
But you know what actors are like.
She was probably just being dramatic.
Well, I'm sure he was no angel, but
other Directors have been
accused of far worse.
- Sorry, is Portia your stepmum?
- Never even met her.
She was Father's second wife,
and my mother was number three.
So why do you think this has all
started now, after all these years?
I wonder if it's because
of the convention.
Father's coming out of retirement for a
retrospective of his work starting today.
Yeah, I know. Sold out.
Well, anyway, listen, we can put
some spy cameras up at your house.
Yeah, and where do
you think your dad will be
right now, because we
need to speak to him?
He's at the convention. Would
you like to meet him there or
- back at the house?
- Oh, at the convention, definitely
yeah, the convention, cos it's for
research purposes, obviously.
OK, well, I'll see you there.
- Thank you.
- Oh, thank you.
Take care.
Thank you. Thanks.
See you there.
For research purposes.
What?
You are such a geek.
I am not a geek.
Reynard Lennox's
movies are cult classics.
Oh, hey, Regan. Sorry, we're
just about to dash out, but
- We'd like to offer you a week's trial.
- Yes.
- Under my expert tutelage.
- How does that sound?
- That'd be amazing, thank you.
- Great.
Lesson one, telephonic diction.
Have you ever been
to a horror convention?
Er, let me think. No. Why would I?
Oh, you're gonna love it.
Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Ow-ow-ow!
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
What was that?
He's Where?
Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Hey, I've always said
that horror is in the blood.
Even my ancestral home was the
site of one of the bloodiest battles
in the English Civil War. Coincidence?
Well, don't you be the judge of that.
Gorwood, where the death
veil was filmed, of course.
As it might be again soon.
Oh, did I say that?
No, I couldn't possibly comment.
Although, if you're all
still here on the final day,
you may very well hear a
very interesting piece of news.
But as I was saying, it's in the blood.
Even neurobiologists
believe that psychopathy
can be hereditary, passed
down from father to son.
That's why I had a daughter.
[Laughter]
I strangled the boys.
I'm not joking.
It's a bit dark, isn't it?
Yes, well, unfortunately, we
have run over our allotted time.
For now.
But Reynard will return
tomorrow for the screening.
And prior to that, we have an
exciting monster-making demo
from James Colvey.
Would you care to give us a preview?
Thank you, Mandir.
First, I'd like to say what
a massive honour it is
to be on the same
stage as Reynard Lennox.
[Cheering & Applause]
And what can you tell us about the demo?
Well, we will be looking
at the evolution of effects
all the way from back in the '80s
to what we can achieve now in
just a fraction of the time.
And that's tomorrow at 12pm.
Perhaps we can even
entice Reynard to join.
[Cheering]
In the meantime, our
thanks to the master.
[Cheering & Applause]
My pleasure. My pleasure.
Thank you.
Long time?
Yes, not long enough.
Soon, using my name to peddle
your other lesser-known artists, I see.
This whole event is about you.
My God, you haven't
changed at all, have you?
And I won't be appealing
on any panels with him.
Father?
The feeling is mutual.
What's going on?
These are the people we discussed.
Mr Hathaway and Miss Shakespeare.
HE GROANS
I need a drink.
Shall we go?
It's a great pleasure to meet you.
I'm a massive fan.
No, he really is. He's not exaggerating.
I love all your films.
Imogen's been telling
us about these visitations.
Any idea who's behind them?
- If they're even real
- You didn't imagine, though.
He was genuinely terrified.
I could put together a list of
potential suspects, if that would help.
Yeah, that would be great.
I want to have a word with you.
What was that smug
remark about The Death Veil?
We're in discussions regarding a remake.
Who's directing?
Father.
Why wasn't I informed?
Just like old times.
Same quarrels, bitching.
Not so to make an entrance.
Poor sir.
Darling, you look ravishing.
You don't.
You've swivelled.
It must be the guilt withering you.
Mandia, why did you
change tomorrow's schedule?
My Q&A has been moved to accommodate
a screening of his ghastly film.
You didn't say that when
you saw the grossies.
I didn't make a penny from
that godforsaken movie.
It's a classic.
Well?
Well, he's the bigger ticket.
Whatever.
Anyway, I'm at the RSC now,
so I don't need these
tawdry pantomimes anymore.
Portia?
Wait.
Perhaps we can work
something out, please?
This is what it was
like every day on set.
Ignore them.
This event is about you, not them.
Hear, hear, hear.
Shall we go now, please?
- OK, well, shall we see you at the house?
- Yeah.
We need to get Sebastian
to look into Mandia.
Portia's a diva, isn't she?
Isn't she just?
I should be more like that.
No, please don't.
Nice and evenly.
So, Frank was in the police
before setting up the agency, right?
Detective Inspector.
- Was Lu a cop as well?
- Hairdresser.
That's random.
They make a surprisingly effective team.
Just watch your lines of symmetry.
Never a dull moment.
Ooh.
It's Lu. Her ears must be burning.
Look into Mandia Chaldry
Convention Organiser.
This brings us very
neatly to our next lesson.
Background checks.
We'll let this get a wrench in bed in.
What are they like as bosses, though?
They are fair and they reward hard
work, as I'm sure you will soon discover.
Frank's funny.
Don't be fooled.
He's a lot sharper than he looks.
Oh, gah, see, it must cost
you a fortune to run the play.
Oh, most of the rooms are empty.
I live here alone.
- Oh, so you don't live here?
- I did offer to move in, temporarily.
I don't need babysitting.
I haven't lived at Corwood
since I was a toddler.
Packed onto boarding school
and after that film school.
She's a decent
filmmaker in her own right.
Must be all that reflected glory.
And she teaches oh, my magnum opus.
Filmed here, save as a pretty penny.
But if you'll excuse me, I have a speech
to prepare for the screening tomorrow.
Mr Hathaway?
You should be resting, Father.
I better make tracks myself.
Is there anything else you need?
No, just the list.
Yeah, and thank you.
We both feel so much
better having you around.
Aw, really?
Well, we'll be in touch.
Yeah.
Won't we, Frank?
Lovely. Thanks.
Ah, there we go.
Come on, give us a hand.
Come on, pull.
- Oh, and I am pulling.
- Oh!
Have you finished
hitting those cameras yet?
No, just the last one to go.
OK, well, hurry up, cos this
place gives me the creeps.
You scaries!
Stop it!
Why, sir?
I'm going out to get you.
- Did you see your face?
- I nearly had a heart attack.
Actually, can we get out of here, though?
I've had enough of this
wanted emotion for one day.
Oh, great.
Oh, how's it going?
Oh, we're working hard,
but she's a quick learner.
She's very bright.
Regan, want to talk us through that
background check you did on Mandir?
- Coming.
- Thanks.
No, no, no, you do the honours.
OK, well, he's like the invisible man.
No socials.
But according to interviews with Portia,
he was Reynard's scriptwriter
and creative consultant,
but when you go through the actual
credits, it's like he's been erased.
Plenty of reason for bad blood, then.
Mm-hm.
So I joined a horror fan community,
and they pointed me
towards this interview
that Mandir gave with
a fanzine called Gorlor.
He absolutely trashes Reynard.
He claims that he stole
his work, bullied him,
and then recently, Reynard asked him to
catalogue an archive
of props from the films.
They've become a goldmine, apparently.
Highly collectible.
Well, Reynard accused him of not returning
some of them, so Mandir was livid.
Really? Enough to want revenge?
I'll try to find out more tomorrow.
[with dark voice] I was thinking I
could go to the convention.
It's a great idea, yeah.
Well done.
We'll make a detective of you yet.
(SNORING)
And now to the first in
our horror double battle.
Reynard Lennox's
acclaimed The Death Veil.
(LAUGHING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(LAUGHING)
(SNORING)
Oh!
Oh, no! Leave me alone!
Oh, leave me alone!
(HORSE NEIGHING)
[Ravens calling]
Imogen, I'm so sorry.
Is there anything we can do?
Just catch whoever did this.
Well, that's down to the police now.
But you've had a head start.
I want every angle covered.
Just do whatever you
can to help them, OK?
- Of course.
- Of course.
Was it you that found him?
He was a groundsman.
He spotted the break-in first thing.
I drove here.
He was in bed.
Stabbed through the heart.
I have to call you back.
What are you two doing here?
This is a crime scene.
You need to get back.
He's our client.
We've got every right to be here.
That's a Baselard dagger.
Like the one in The Death Veil.
I don't believe this.
But what are you waiting for?
Preserve the scene.
No press. No cameras. Back.
Cameras are the spy cameras.
We need to check the footage.
I'll get Sebastian to
start downloading it.
Shakespeare and Hathaway
Private Investigators.
Hiya, Regan. It's Frank. Is Seb there?
No, he's just nipped
out to get some fangs.
As you do.
Well, you told me about Reynard.
Poor guy.
Yeah, that's why I'm calling.
I've got a very important job for you.
Yeah, I cannot wait to see Keeler's face
when we solve this crime.
All right, he'll go ballistic.
Come on, Kernow.
What have you got for us?
I'm sorry, I don't know what happened.
One minute it was downloading
and then the computer crashed.
I logged back onto the website, but
the footage wasn't there any more.
It's not in the cloud.
We need that evidence. A man's dead.
Right, Frank, calm down.
I'm sorry, I did exactly what you said.
Don't worry.
Honestly, Spider will fix it.
Frank? Frank?
Do you want me to go?
No.
I'm not going to get the job now, am I?
[clamouring at the door]
Come in.
Yeah.
[Eerie, throaty noises]
That was a nice nap, but
now I feel a little peckish.
Fancy a quick bite?
- That's so good.
- Excuse me.
Did I miss something?
It's just Frank being Frank.
You look amazing.
Should you be out in the daylight?
Oh, I'm wearing Factor 50.
Oh, well.
You OK?
Thank you.
It's not your fault, you know.
That laptop was ancient.
If anyone can recover
the footage, it's Spider.
Who is this Spider-man?
Because if it's Tom Holland,
I really want to meet him.
Yeah, me too.
No, he's not quite.
He's our tech whiz.
Lives on the web, hence the name.
I hope he's as good as you say,
cos I really like working
here and now Frank hates me.
No, he doesn't.
He just flies off the handle sometimes.
Thank you.
Yeah, we had a huge blowout,
actually, a couple of years ago.
Ended the partnership over it.
Why? What happened?
He, um He lost some really expensive
tech equipment and then he blamed this
someone who really didn't deserve it.
And then it turned out he had
it all along, so
- Really?
- Yeah.
Everyone can make mistakes,
even Frank, who thinks he's perfect.
I think I speak for all
my fellow podcasters
when I express my sincere condolences.
Thank you.
He was a controversial
figure, though, wasn't he?
I mean, I read your Gore Law interview.
Why couldn't he have just given
you the credit you deserved?
Because things were different then.
I never even had a contract.
But he was your friend.
Wasn't he?
So I thought
I idolised him.
Assumed he'd look after me.
He gets all the acclaim, all the money.
But, still, you went back
and worked for him again.
Why?
I thought he was trying
to rebuild the relationship.
And then he goes and
accuses you of stealing.
A blow upon a bruise.
Yes, you had a row yesterday, didn't you?
- After the panel?
- Yes, he's remaking the film.
Without even consulting me.
Well, no wonder you were furious.
It's like history repeating.
How do you know we'd had an argument?
This isn't about any fan podcasts.
- You're a journalist.
- No, actually.
I think you can make a fool out of me.
Get out before I've thrown out.
Erm
Ah, the wanderer returns.
Did you find Spider?
Yeah, he's working on it.
What?
Listen, it wasn't your fault, Regan.
I'm sorry.
Any messages?
We've got the email from Imogen,
list of Reynard's potential enemies.
What about that fella, the one
that Reynard was rude to on stage?
James Colby, James Colby.
He's not on there.
He's not, no.
Do you want to look into
him, see what you can find out?
I think he's going to
be at the convention.
Thanks.
Yes, please.
No, darling. No voucher, no selfie.
- Capiche?
- Capiche, thank you.
Oh, suits you.
I'm a huge fan, especially
of your earlier work.
Reynard's death is such a great blow.
How are you holding up?
Words can't adequately
express how I feel.
I think you're a trooper, if I may
say so, for even showing up today.
Oh, well, being with the general
public brings me so much joy.
I can tell.
I wore this as a small
personal tribute to him.
Well, wherever he is now,
I'm sure he'll be really thrilled.
Next!
Oh, no, sorry. Oh, wait.
I have a horror podcast
and I was wondering whether you
might be available to be interviewed.
I have a rate card for interviews.
I don't think you could afford me.
No, of course, it's only that
this would be just for the fans.
Those of us who have stood by you through
all the years, the ups and the downs.
Well, goodness knows there
have been quite a lot of those.
It would only take a minute.
Oh, I'm sorry, darling. Not now.
MUSIC PLAYS
Hello? Yes. Oh, where are you?
Look out.
Uh-huh.
I will swoop down to you.
That was quick.
He flew.
You bitten anyone nice lately?
No, but I have caught a cougar.
What Spycam has.
That's James Colvey.
It looked like they were
having a lover's kiss.
Really?
Well, Regan found out that
he served 18 months for theft.
Where is he now?
Could be anywhere.
Let's split up and find him.
Oh, found him.
- Mr Colvey?
- Workshop starts at 12.
Yeah, we know.
We're actually private investigators.
We wondered if we could talk to you
about the murder of Raynard Lennox.
Really?
I don't think I can bear much help.
Uh, is there anything you could tell us
about your relationship with Raynard?
I didn't have one.
But your girlfriend did, didn't she?
Portia Frost?
What?
Is that what he was having
a go at you yesterday, eh?
Did he find out?
- Mm-hm?
- Mm-hm?
Portia's my mother.
I only said it looked
like they were together.
Oh, sorry.
So does that mean Raynard is your dad?
He's my ex-stepfather.
Haven't seen him for
decades until yesterday.
Look, I was sorry to hear what
happened, but we've never got on.
Yeah, he also treated
my mother very badly.
I read her memoir, and
she never mentions a son.
Thanks for reminding me.
Sorry.
Let's just say having an illegitimate
child wasn't good for her image back then.
What must have been
very difficult for you?
It's also not common knowledge,
so I prefer to keep it that way.
Look, I know Portia can be difficult.
But she is my mother.
And I love her.
Now, if you don't mind.
- Well, that was unexpected.
- Yeah.
Do you think Mandy knew?
Maybe that's why he got James
up on stage, just to stir things up.
There's only one way to find out, plus
we need to ask him about that
dagger, and if he's been stealing props.
I dread carefully. Mandy has
definite anger management issues.
- Really?
- Oh.
Oh. Spider.
Wait. Spider.
Yeah.
Hello?
Please tell me it's good news.
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- You've got to be kidding me.
- Joe.
- I told you to back off.
- No, wait, please. You need to see this.
Surveillance footage of
Galwood House last night.
That's Portia Frost.
Scramble the team, meet them at the RSC.
Yeah, she's not there.
She's at the horror-upon-even convention.
Send me that footage.
Thanks, guys. No, pleasure.
Any time. No, I really
I couldn't do it without you.
The actress Portia Frost
has been arrested on
suspicion of the murder of her former
husband, the film director, Raynard Lennox.
- I'm innocent, you imbecile
- So she's made the news.
- Look at these earrings. Love them.
- I'll prove it. I'll prove it.
I'll serve a lot of you.
- She was arrested
- Still looks great.
Hardly her most convincing performance.
I'd have taken that down.
I think Kayla's like a block of wood.
Kayla looks chuffed.
Kayla's famous.
Confirming the actress has
now been formally charged.
Fortunately, I was able to find
new evidence which led to the arrest.
Portia Frost will be remanded in
custody pending a court hearing.
My thoughts and prayers are with
the Lennox family and that's all for now.
- Thank you.
- Yeah. OK.
Don't thank us for your new evidence.
Well, yeah.
Poor Imogen, though.
Must be hard, mustn't it?
All over the media. Hope she's OK.
They're holding a memorial to
Raynard at the convention this afternoon.
It was on their socials, but Imogen's
saying a few words, apparently.
We should go, shouldn't we?
We could have lunch on the way, hmm?
Frank?
Did you hear that?
Memorial? You all right?
Sorry, you just
Something doesn't feel right.
Well, you can't argue with
your own cameras, can you?
Come on, let's go and get some lunch.
We can celebrate you
closing your first case.
So, what's our next case, then?
Erm, well, we've got that
workplace comp claim.
Ooh.
Your lunch is gonna get cold, Frank.
What are you watching?
Er, surveillance footage.
Still?
I think my eyes were
bigger than my belly.
Does anyone else want a bit of quiche?
Ooh, no, thank you.
Oh, go on, then, cut me a little slice.
Just a little one.
That's it. Look.
The knife's in the wrong hand.
In the film, Portia has
the knife in the left hand.
Probably cos she's left-handed.
Yeah, but in our footage
the killer has the knife
in the right hand.
It's not her.
MUSIC PLAYS
Thanks.
Oh, wasn't expecting to see you.
We never picked up our cameras.
Of course.
Come in.
Ooh.
Having a bit of a sort out, are we?
Props we lent to the convention.
Anything we don't need for
filming can go back in the attic.
Filming?
Yes.
The remake of The Death
Veil that Father mentioned.
It's going ahead.
Oh, I thought you'd already
remade that a couple of nights ago.
When you murdered your dad.
What?
Yeah, we met Portia's son, James Colvey.
You ringing any bells?
No.
Ah, well, Reynard told us that
you were a filmmaker and a teacher
and then we found out that
you actually taught at the prison.
HMP callers?
That's where you met James.
He did his time there.
Did he?
Do you have any idea how
many presidents I've taught?
Let's see if I can jog your memory.
It's amazing what you can find online.
Ah, yeah, there we go.
Your star pupil.
He was a make-up and prosthetics artist.
I found a plaster-cast head
and some special effects
equipment here the other day.
Ooh.
A latex mask for you to wear
so you could look like Portia.
He used us to capture it on
film, like the great director.
SNORING
HE YELLS
HE WHIMPERS
You made a little mistake, didn't you?
Portia's left-handed, whereas you,
if I'm not mistaken, are right-handed.
You terrorised your dad, just so you
could bring us here and then frame Portia.
It was no more than he deserved.
He never loved me.
He couldn't wait to send me
off back to boarding school,
get back to the two things he loved,
making films and chasing women.
What's going on?
They know.
Why kill him? Why now?
Because he betrayed me.
He lied to me.
I looked after him, when his health
was declining, when he was alone.
I'd almost started to forgive.
And then he
He promised
Imogen she could direct his new film.
Then he changed his mind.
He wasn't even going to tell me.
I found an email to the backers.
He was going to announce it
on the last day of the convention.
He promised me that film.
And I deserved it.
It was my birthright.
That's when I knew it had to be done.
You never loved your mother, did you?
She tried to erase me from her life.
I mean nothing to her.
And then when Imogen and I met,
it was like the universe
was showing us the way.
Together, we could punish them both.
And get everything.
We've all played our part in this.
Even you?
And now it's such a terrible shame,
but it seems that your time has come too.
Run. Run.
Let's finish this together.
Coming.
Ready or not.
We should go going up.
What choice did we have?
I can't find my torch.
Okay.
Look.
Look.
[Hammering at the door]
What now?
I've got an idea.
[Hammering at the door]
Oh.
Please.
You don't have to do this.
We won't tell her. Please. Honest.
[Moaning]
We'll take these.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Ah.
This is all your fault.
Why didn't you tell me your
mother was left-handed?
You never asked.
So let me go this straight.
You made a citizen's arrest
with a baseball bat and a hammer.
They were trying to kill us.
I know you're telling me it was
those two that murdered Lennox.
Yes.
I wouldn't like to be in your facial hair
when you have to tell the super
you've arrested the wrong person.
Especially a big celebrity.
Except that was your fault.
'Cause you two gave me the evidence.
I don't No.
No, I don't think so.
I don't remember you
mentioning that on telly.
- Pub?
- Yeah.
Not you, obviously.
What tripped them up, then?
Ah. Watch and learn.
Yeah, I scattered them on the floor.
Gross.
Some cupid kills with
arrows, some with traps.
Yes, darlings.
'Tis I.
Fear not, the show will go on.
As far as the Ardent police go,
I shall be suing them for wrongful
arrest, defamation of character and
Ooh.
And emotional distress.
As for that Detective Singer
Keeler. DS Keeler.
Yeah, jaw, big dathtash, tall,
lives on the Evesham Road.
Keeler?
By the time I've finished with him,
the only job he'll get is
handing out parking tickets.
Champagne for the company!
And it's on me!
What? What?
I don't think she means us.
Our evidence nearly put her in prison.
Anyway, we've got more
important news, haven't we?
Indeed we do.
We would love you to take the job.
That's if Frank hasn't put you off.
Oh, you didn't, and I'd
love to accept, thank you.
Don't let him boss you around.
Oh, don't worry, I'll be
keeping an eye on him.
Oh!
Good idea.
No need, she's been a star pupil.
Your round, Mr Executive?
- Me?
- Mm-hm.
Uneasy lies the head
that wears the crown.
- Drink up, yes, drink up.
- You can drink.
Gee, has that been keeping an eye on you?
I told you, never a dull moment.
Say it again.
I'll have the same.
Oh!
You guys!
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