Episode 114
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum....
(door bell rings)
Peggy: Oh, Brian, it’s you. Have you given Jennifer a lift ?
Brian: No, Peggy, it’s just me. I wanted a quiet word on our own if you don’t mind.
Peggy: Well, you’d better come in then. Make yourself comfortable in the drawing room while I get the teapot. Watch out, Hilda’s in a difficult mood.
Brian : Don’t worry, I’ll just ignore her. I’m not a cat person.
(Hilda: Neither am I, you idiot. Dogs are more my thing.)
Peggy: Now, here’s your tea, Brian. A piece of shortbread ?
Brian: Shortbread ? I thought cake was more your style - lemon drizzle in particular.
Peggy: I’ve no idea what you mean, I’ve never been interested in baking.
Brian: If that’s true, why have you been supplying Jill Archer with a drug which turns her cakes into erotic bombshells ?
Peggy: Don’t be ridiculous, Brian. I think you must be on drugs.
Brian: Never been my thing, I’m glad to say. You can’t manipulate other people without a clear head.
Peggy: Well you’ve always been good at that. When I think what poor Jennifer has had to put up with.
Brian: Look, spare me the lecture. Kate has told me the whole story. You must stop all this nonsense or I will go to the police.
Peggy: What nonsense ?
Brian: The nonsense of supplying this drug, of pursuing Jakob and of cutting us out of your will.
Peggy: You would never go to the police - think of the shame on your family !
Brian: Shame ? Me ? You’re talking to the man who deserted his mistress and then brought his bastard son into the family home when she died. The man who then lost the family home when he was found guilty of illegal chemical dumping and killing every fish between here and the North Sea.
Peggy: All right, Brian, you win. I’ve heard that Harrison has been asking a lot of questions and that the Bishop has flown the country so I accept your demands.
Brian: And there’s one more.
Peggy: One more ? You’re obviously good at this blackmailing business.
Brian: I want you to buy Home Farm for Jennifer. With any luck she’ll let me live there with her.
Peggy: Dear me, don’t tell me you’ve got a heart after all, Brian.
(Hilda: I think I’m going to be sick.)
Peggy: Oh, Hilda, not another fur ball on the sofa !
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. And they all lived happily ever after - as if !)
(door bell rings)
Peggy: Oh, Brian, it’s you. Have you given Jennifer a lift ?
Brian: No, Peggy, it’s just me. I wanted a quiet word on our own if you don’t mind.
Peggy: Well, you’d better come in then. Make yourself comfortable in the drawing room while I get the teapot. Watch out, Hilda’s in a difficult mood.
Brian : Don’t worry, I’ll just ignore her. I’m not a cat person.
(Hilda: Neither am I, you idiot. Dogs are more my thing.)
Peggy: Now, here’s your tea, Brian. A piece of shortbread ?
Brian: Shortbread ? I thought cake was more your style - lemon drizzle in particular.
Peggy: I’ve no idea what you mean, I’ve never been interested in baking.
Brian: If that’s true, why have you been supplying Jill Archer with a drug which turns her cakes into erotic bombshells ?
Peggy: Don’t be ridiculous, Brian. I think you must be on drugs.
Brian: Never been my thing, I’m glad to say. You can’t manipulate other people without a clear head.
Peggy: Well you’ve always been good at that. When I think what poor Jennifer has had to put up with.
Brian: Look, spare me the lecture. Kate has told me the whole story. You must stop all this nonsense or I will go to the police.
Peggy: What nonsense ?
Brian: The nonsense of supplying this drug, of pursuing Jakob and of cutting us out of your will.
Peggy: You would never go to the police - think of the shame on your family !
Brian: Shame ? Me ? You’re talking to the man who deserted his mistress and then brought his bastard son into the family home when she died. The man who then lost the family home when he was found guilty of illegal chemical dumping and killing every fish between here and the North Sea.
Peggy: All right, Brian, you win. I’ve heard that Harrison has been asking a lot of questions and that the Bishop has flown the country so I accept your demands.
Brian: And there’s one more.
Peggy: One more ? You’re obviously good at this blackmailing business.
Brian: I want you to buy Home Farm for Jennifer. With any luck she’ll let me live there with her.
Peggy: Dear me, don’t tell me you’ve got a heart after all, Brian.
(Hilda: I think I’m going to be sick.)
Peggy: Oh, Hilda, not another fur ball on the sofa !
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. And they all lived happily ever after - as if !)
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