Moxey, Lionel and others in “Unfinished Business”

Hello

Oh, hello, mate. Where's the rest of your mob, then?

Oh, er, they're on the beach. Could I have a lager, please?

Ah, that's a shame. Look, I've given it place of honour on the wall. [Shows Moxey the photo and headline from the previous episode pinned to the wall behind the bar.]

Oh, 'ey, we asked you not to do that. It's bloody embarrassin', y'know.

[From behind his copy of The Sun] You'll get used to it, son.

Oh, hello, Mr. Leather.

[Puts the paper down] Oh. Terry, please. And you're, er..?

Oh, er, Moxey. We didn't go courtin' that publicity, y'know.

I'm sure you didn't. None of us goes chasing newsprint, do we? But, you see, if you adjourn over here suddenly, leaving a few question marks behind, it's bound to happen, ain't it?

Aye. S'pose so, yeah.

And also, Moxey, what you've got to remember is that these people... [Points to his paper] ...these so-called gentlemen of the press are, in fact, the scum of the earth. You wouldn't say hello to 'em on a lonely day.

Very true, Terry. [Leather picks up his glass] 'Ere, what's that you're drinkin'? Er, Scotch, is it?

Yeah, cheers. [Finishes his Scotch] Malt.

[To Lionel] Er, a malt for, er, Terry and, er, I'll have a lager, please.

[To the barmaid] Jenny? Serve the gentleman, love.

You see, these people do not have one iota of respect for privacy of the individual. [Scoffs] Let me tell you, lad, Princess Di, Joan Collins and Hurricane Higgins? They've got my upmost sympathy for the intrustions that they incur.

People always wanna have a got a you when you're famous, don't they?

Yeah, some of those no-marks made a bob or two out of your exploits, eh, Tel?

Don't remind me! There was this geezer lived down our street in Ilford, see. Now, I have met that bloke twice, right? Once when I picked my little girl up from his kid's bonfire night party, and once when he borrowed my hovering lawnmower. Well, next thing I know, he's... he's managed to stretch these brief encounters into three instalments of "The Villain on My Doorstep"! [Chuckles]

Aye, we certainly learnt our lesson. We're keepin' our heads down from now on.

Ah, so you'll be staying down here for a bit, will you?

Well, I think the others will be movin' on, like, y'know, but, er, I'm gonna stick around for a while, yeah.

You'll be needing a drum, then.

You what? Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Well, what you got in mind? A villa? Condo?

Somethin' like that, yeah.

Listen, Moxey, anything you want, feel free. Investment advice, real estate, a new motor. I mean, we know a few people. D'you understand me?

Thanks, Terry. Thanks very much. Actually, there is somethin' you could, er, help us out with, like.

Sure.

Er, it might sound a bit soft, but er... don't know of any plasterin' jobs goin' round 'ere, d'you?

Now, hang on, you can't be short of a few bob, surely?

No? No! It's just a way of, er... passin' the time, like.

Ah, I don't understand you Northern lads. Must be all that Hovis you eat!