so did you two decide what we were gonna do?
Not really. [to Leo] Did we?
Film? [Everyone shakes heads] We may as well go home.
I've got a deck of cards.
I've got a bottle of wine in my desk.
Funnily enough I've got a bottle of wine in my desk.
Why haven't I got a bottle of wine in my desk?
You just quietly swig ethanol from the specimen jars don't you?
Poker? You know why poker is called poker? (to Nikki)
[Harry pokes Nikki in ribs]
Have you ever played a game called punch in the face?
A lot of people want to play that game with Harry.
For the 50th time you are sitting at my desk.
Yes it does. Stand up. Stand here. Take five paces back. Take two steps to your left. Sit down and familiarise yourself with the foul detritus that is your workspace.
Unless you want to hear Dr Havillard on learning to love the liver?
I could never learn to love the liver again.
Because it treated me so badly
And all that stuff about a monogamous commitment to our profession. I mean it's so depressing.
She's gonna say that isn't she. She's a prune with no children and no friends and little obvious social life.
Well it is like me. I'm thirty, single, boringly diligent, off-puttingly committed to my work. I am going to be a prune.
It's true. I'm going to wither on the vine.
I think that would make you a raisin wouldn't it?
Raisin or prune it's not exactly what a girl dreams of when she's growing up.
I'm sure you'll be snapped up by some rich and handsome dried fruit seller.
Exactly. The only man I'll ever find is some loner with a fetish for shrivelled produce.
I'll end up stiff and cold like some badly wigged mannequin in a scary local museum. Someone will show me as an exhibit. This is Dr Alexander our 92 year old pathologist. Remarkably Dr Alexander is now completely desiccated apart from the tiny muscles which operate her rusty scalpel.
(Harry kisses Nikki)
I told you. I feel fine. I haven't broken out in boils or anything.
Shouldn't you be at a crime scene?
Because I'm here with you. Boil face.
(to Nikki) You didn't sleep here last night did you? Please don't. You've got a perfectly good bed at home.....Or so everybody says.
Why exactly has he got us out of bed at this time?
Because he 'is' Bob Mumford.
You won't mind if I leave you to renew your beautiful working rapport then?
You might as well see the body.
Do you need a second opinion?
Yeah I do. It may be a complex case and I may need back up.
Alright. You start. Can I borrow your phone charger?
Borrow the phone charger, have the stereo, widdle on the front seat if you like. Just please don't leave me alone with that man.
It just upsets me that the only way I discover this is by reading a letter in your car.
That's such a girl's remark. So suddenly this is something I've done wrong.
Well you saw me first thing this morning. Why didn't you tell me?
Cause I wasn't sure how you'd react.
Well what did you think Harry. That I'd crawl around the science room wailing please don't go? How pathetic do you think I am?
This is exactly the kind of thing that makes me want to....
Exactly the kind of thing that makes you want to what?
To have a job where I can just sit and work and think and not have to deal with diplomacy and office politics and idiots like Mumford yacking in my ear!
Oh I'm very sorry for being a yacking idiot!
That is unfair. You know I did not mean you.
No no no. Please. Go to America and have a lovely time in some comfortable, silent little room and lets hope that no one annoys you or even talks to you.
How I have longed to hear those words.
Shall I just fill out a questionnaire or something?
Well you ask me something then.
I didn't know you were a petrol head?
I'm not a petrol head. I like cars, but it takes afterburners to really turn me on.
Ah...so you're an airhead.
I grew up wanting to fly.
So why didn't you? Peter pan never meet his Tinkerbell?
I was diagnosed with atrial septal defect as a baby.
Stuff she doesn't know. Well well.
A heart murmur stopped you flying?
Stopped me doing lots of things. Started a few as well. Made me very interested in hearts.
You choosing to share your fantasies with me.
Your unfulfilled flying fantasies.
[looks at CDs in car] Hmm... no you don't
What do you know about Kindoki?
...It's a type of puzzle?
I'm still gonna ask her about it.
I'm telling you you're not.
Oh you're telling me are you?
You are looking into the Ellie Harris case. This is something completely different. It will cause conflict of interest. Plus, you don't like each other so you wouldn't get anything out of her anyway.
It's not beyond the boundaries of plausibility is it?
Are you going to enchant her with your special magic?
It has been known. Now go away....go.
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