Episode 121
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
Harrison: ‘Ello, ‘ello, ‘ello, what’s goin on ‘ere then?
Elizabeth: That’s not very professional, Sergeant, I thought this was an official visit. Has someone been pilfering in the gift shop ?
Harrison: I hear you’re the one who can’t be serious and looks like it’s true.
Elizabeth: I didn’t think you could use hearsay evidence - I’m sure I heard that on The Bill.
Harrison: You watch The Bill ? There was me thinking you were far too la di dah for that kind of programme.
Elizabeth: What would you expect me to watch. Borchester CSI ? As if ...
Harrison: Look, this isn’t getting us anywhere. What happened up on the roof ?
Elizabeth: Don’t I need a solicitor present if I’m going to incriminate myself - I mean tell the truth ?
Harrison: Up to a point but I thought you were hard up. These QCs charge a fortune - you ask Jennifer Aldridge. Cost her a pretty penny to get off that sexual assault charge.
Elizabeth: You’re right, I am short of cash, that’s why I was thinking of selling Lower Loxsley.
Harrison: I thought you were selling so you could run off with Lily’s boyfriend - at least you’re nearer to him in age.
Elizabeth: I didn’t know it was against the law to ‘run off’ , as you put it, with a younger man. Men run off with younger women all the time.
Harrison: What is against the law is pushing people off a roof. Is that what happened ?
Elizabeth: No, it was an accident - Russ tripped and fell.
Harrison: To lose one husband falling from the roof is unfortunate but to lose two looks like carelessness.
Elizabeth: Russ isn’t my husband and never will be, common little man. But I didn’t know you were a fan of Oscar Wilde, he’s one of my favourites.
Harrison: Don’t try and change the subject, Mrs Pargetter, you’ll be telling me about a handbag next ...
Elizabeth: Look, come into the kitchen, Harrison, and I’ll put the kettle on. I might have some of Mum’s cake, too.
Harrison: Lemon drizzle ?
Elizabeth: Of course.
Harrison: In that case I’m sure we can sort all this out.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. Watch out, Harrison, she’s a man-eater.)
Harrison: ‘Ello, ‘ello, ‘ello, what’s goin on ‘ere then?
Elizabeth: That’s not very professional, Sergeant, I thought this was an official visit. Has someone been pilfering in the gift shop ?
Harrison: I hear you’re the one who can’t be serious and looks like it’s true.
Elizabeth: I didn’t think you could use hearsay evidence - I’m sure I heard that on The Bill.
Harrison: You watch The Bill ? There was me thinking you were far too la di dah for that kind of programme.
Elizabeth: What would you expect me to watch. Borchester CSI ? As if ...
Harrison: Look, this isn’t getting us anywhere. What happened up on the roof ?
Elizabeth: Don’t I need a solicitor present if I’m going to incriminate myself - I mean tell the truth ?
Harrison: Up to a point but I thought you were hard up. These QCs charge a fortune - you ask Jennifer Aldridge. Cost her a pretty penny to get off that sexual assault charge.
Elizabeth: You’re right, I am short of cash, that’s why I was thinking of selling Lower Loxsley.
Harrison: I thought you were selling so you could run off with Lily’s boyfriend - at least you’re nearer to him in age.
Elizabeth: I didn’t know it was against the law to ‘run off’ , as you put it, with a younger man. Men run off with younger women all the time.
Harrison: What is against the law is pushing people off a roof. Is that what happened ?
Elizabeth: No, it was an accident - Russ tripped and fell.
Harrison: To lose one husband falling from the roof is unfortunate but to lose two looks like carelessness.
Elizabeth: Russ isn’t my husband and never will be, common little man. But I didn’t know you were a fan of Oscar Wilde, he’s one of my favourites.
Harrison: Don’t try and change the subject, Mrs Pargetter, you’ll be telling me about a handbag next ...
Elizabeth: Look, come into the kitchen, Harrison, and I’ll put the kettle on. I might have some of Mum’s cake, too.
Harrison: Lemon drizzle ?
Elizabeth: Of course.
Harrison: In that case I’m sure we can sort all this out.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...
(Ed. Watch out, Harrison, she’s a man-eater.)
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