JJevon
(while Del is handing out sandwiches on the coach) You've got to give Del his dues, ain't ya? He did all the catering by himself.
Oh, leave off Jevon, can you imagine Del Boy standing in the kitchen cutting up all them loaves? He probably got some idiot to do it for him.
Trigger
No, I made them for him. (Mickey nods at Jevon, to prove his point.)
[Mike and Trigger help Harry onto the coach.]
Trigger
What d'you think's wrong with him?
What do I think? Well, snow-blindness would be my bet, Trig.
Trigger
Yeah? I thought he was pissed.
I turned to crime. [Del and friends look at each other] I got involved in that diamond-smuggling caper. [Del and friends slowly start walking to the door whilst Slater speaks] And as I, of all people, should know, I got collared. [He stands up and approaches Del and friends, who return to the wall they were at earlier; loudly] I spent three and a half years in a ten foot by six foot prison cell, trying to work out where I'd gone wrong in life. [sits down; melodramatically] Whilst in prison, I found Jesus!
[not impressed] What had they fitted him up with?
To be more precise, Jesus found me...[sadly]was around about the time I got a message...to say...my old man had...passed away.
[softly] I know, Roy. I went to his funeral.
Thanks, Del. I wish I could have gone.
Trigger
Why didn't you?
Probably because he didn't have a black suit and a bloody big ladder! He was in nick, Trig!
Trigger
Yeah, but I thought they let you out for acts of God like funerals and weddings.
I applied for temporary compassionate release. My mum wrote to the prison governor...
And he wouldn't let you go?
Not after what that old cow put in her letter!
Never give up on people, Rodney. I know that most of the time they don't seem to understand. But when you're in trouble and you cry out for help, some will always be there. Trigger's cousin Cyril's a perfect example. He owed 500 quid on his mortgage.
Trigger
They were gonna be thrown out on the street the following day. he was very worried about it.
Trigger
He drove out to Beachy Head. Parked about five foot from the edge of the cliff.
What, he was gonna drive off it?
Trigger
Yeah! He just sat there for a couple of hours, his head resting on the steering wheel. People tried to talk to him out of it but he was too depressed to listen.
But then, and this is what I mean about people, Rodney, they had a whip-round and got him his 500 quid.
No! Who held the whip-round?
All the passengers on his bus.
[Denzil and Trigger have been conscripted by Del into helping move six thousand gallons of a mysterious substance from Grandad's allotment, as per the council's orders]
[exasperated about Del being secretive] How can we be certain that this stuff [indicates the barrels containing the substance] isn't dangerous?!
[equally exasperated about Denzil's supposed insubordination] Because it is not! And that's the truth! [he goes into the shed, closing the door behind him]
Trigger
There you are, you've heard it from the horse's mouth, now. You get that end... [moves to pick up one of the barrels]
What d'ya mean, I've heard it from the horse's mouth?! That's Derek Trotter in there, not bloody Einstein!
Trigger
Del knows what he's talking about. And I don't see what the Beatles' manager's got to do with it anyway.
[frustrated] But Trig... [thinks on what Trigger has just said] What?!
Trigger
When we was at school, Del was the best in our class at chemistry. He used to sell homemade fireworks. He even blew up the science lab once.
[angry] Yes, I remember! I was doing detention in there at the time!
Trigger
And you say he don't know what he's talking about?
[annoyed] Right, that's it, Del! I am not touching them! I'm off!
[still in the shed, therefore unseen] Denzil, now, believe me, it's harmless! And to prove it, I'm gonna help you carry it! Well, I can't play fairer than that, can I?
Trigger
Look, it can't be dangerous, Denzil.
Trigger
Cause Del's just offered to help us carry 'em.
[Denzil moves to try strangling Trigger, then relents, knowing how stupid Trigger is.]
Yeah, all right, Trig. All right.
[The shed door opens, and Del emerges, dressed in an old-fashioned diving suit, complete with a big helmet. Trigger and Denzil stare at him.]
[enthusiastically] Lovely jubbly!
[Del (still wearing the diving suit, helmet and all), Trigger, and Denzil arrive at the council waste disposal depot in Denzil's van, with the barrels, only to find it closed.]
Trigger
(checks watch) Well, it's a bit late, innit?.
(turns to face Trigger) What d'you mean, "it's a bit late"? You said it was open twenty-four hours a day!
Trigger
Yeah, but not at night!
[Del glares at Trigger, angry, then relents.]
[despairingly] So what do we do now? We've got six thousand gallons of...something, in the back of my van!
Trigger
We could take it down the other council depot I used to work at.
Trigger
No.
[angry] Well, what's the point of taking it to your depot if that's not open either?!
Trigger
[puts his hand in his pocket] Well, it soon will be open. [takes his hand out of his pocket. A set of keys are hanging from his fingers.] I got a spare set of keys here.
[glaring at Trigger] Bloody hell!
[to Del] Are you sure this is all right?
[angrily] WELL, WHO CARES?!
Trigger
[nonchalantly] Yeah, no problems. [leans forward, to look backwards] Come on, back up. You're all right behind, Denzil.
[angrily] YES! [Denzil jumps back in his seat] JUST... HUSH UP WITH YOU, DENZIL! [faces forward; calmer] Stone me, it's bloody hot in here! I can't see the fascination with this diving lark!
[Denzil reverses his van away from the waste disposal depot gates.]
There we go Denzil, one bowl of piping hot porridge. That'll warm you up on a cold day.
Cheers Sid. (looks at his bowl of porridge) There's a hair in this.
That's disgusting that is, Sid. If the health authorities saw this, they'd close you down.
I've been closed down for worse than that Denzil. (to Trigger) I hate these politically correct people.
Trigger
Yeah.
Trigger
Er, I'll try some of that porridge Sid.
(confronting Beverly at her workplace, convinced that she's stalking him) Now you listen to me. You leave me and my family alone! You don't frighten me. I'm not scared of you!
BBeverly
(to a patient) Mr. James. (to Del) What's wrong with you, you moron?
[Trigger approaches the desk as she says this.]
Trigger
Oh just a couple of fillings.
(dressed as Robin) We didn't know the fancy dress party had been cancelled.
Trigger
Me either.
You mean, that's your costume?
Trigger
Yeah. I come as a chauffeur. (thinks) I feel a bit stupid now.
(dressed as Batman) Yeah, you do stand out a bit.
Trigger
When I go in there, I'll just say I hear voices.
Trigger, you're not on trial, you're a character witness.
Trigger
I know. But I still hear voices!
Oh, God. This is gonna be one of them days!
So ummm... what you doing here, Trig?
Trigger
Well Del said he'd give me a lift to the pub.
Oh, right. (realises) But you live closer to the pub than us.
Trigger
I know.
In fact, you have to walk past the pub to get to this flat.
Trigger
Yeah? But Del said he'd give me a lift!