[About getting back with Sarah]
What do you mean, you have a "funny feeling"?
Tim
I can read her like a book.
Never judge a book by its cover.
Tim
He who dares, wins.
Tim
Do you believe in life after love?
Tim
...shit.
So how are you, then, you big bloody man?
Tim
I'm good. I'm good. I've just had a few things to work through.
Tim
No, with George Lucas.
[cut to Tim setting fire to a massive pile of boxes labelled "Star Wars Stuff", like Darth Vader's funeral pyre in Return of the Jedi, while "Luke's Theme" by John Williams plays]
Tim, it's been over a year.
Tim
It's been 18 months, Daisy. And it still hurts.
Well I didn't think Phantom Menace was that bad.
BBBilbo Bagshot
I was like you once. Blonde hair. Scraggly little beard. Childlike ears. Full of beans, and spunk. I let my principles get in the way of things. I punched a bloke in the face once for saying Hawk the Slayer was rubbish.
Tim
Good for you.
BBBilbo Bagshot
Yeah, thanks. But that's not the point, Tim. The point is I was defending the fantasy genre with terminal intensity, when what I should have said was "Dad, you're right - but let's give Krull a try, and we'll discuss it later." [pause] The Phantom Menace was eighteen months ago, Tim!
Tim
I know Bilbo, but... it still hurts, you know? I mean, that kid wanted a Jar Jar doll!
Tim
Why?
BBBilbo Bagshot
What about the Ewoks eh? They were rubbish! You don't complain about them!
Tim
Yeah but Jar Jar Binks makes the Ewoks look like... fuckin'... Shaft!
DWDSS Woman
How long have you been unemployed, Mr Bisley?
Tim
[checks watch] About an hour and a half.
DWDSS Woman
Have you been looking for work?
Tim
[laughs, then sees she's serious] Um, no.
DWDSS Woman
Why did you leave your last job?
Tim
Got fired.
Tim
[nonchalantly] Uh, a difference of opinion...
DWDSS Woman
The Phantom Menace?
Tim
[pauses, then, surprised] Yeah...
DWDSS Woman
Didn't you like it?
Tim
[cautiously] No...
DWDSS Woman
Well, [taps nose conspiratorially] you leave this with me. I'll get you some money out in the next few days.
[Stand-offish] What's Derek like as a boss?
Tim
[Stand-offish] He's okay. Don't fully agree with his policy on vintage comic display.
[Pause]
[Desperate] Look, Tim, I'm sorry I fired you. It was a mistake! Will you come back?
Tim
Oh, why? Things not working out with the new guy?
[Sheepish] You could say that.
[Flash cut to Bilbo's shop]
TSTim's Replacement
Hawk the Slayer's rubbish!
[Bilbo punches him; cut back to the rival comic shop]
Tim
[Stand-offish] I see.
Tim
Well, I like it here, Bilbo. What makes you think I want to come back?
[Bilbo produces an answering machine from nowhere and presses play]
Tim
[On machine; sobbing] Look, B-Bilbo, t-this is Tim. Please can I come back?! I don't like it here!
Tim
[Sheepish] You got that, did you?
I would have come in anyway. The place just isn't the same without you there.
Tim
[Warmly] I'm already there.
Tim
I mean I'll come back.
Oh, right. Frightened me for a moment there.
DDexter
Have you thought any more about that rematch, Michael?
DDexter
What does that mean?
Tim
It means 'yes, he's thought about it' and 'no, he doesn't want one'. [To Mike] Doesn't it?
DDexter
So that's a 'no', is it?
Tim and Mike: [Momentarily uncertain] ... Yes.
[Daisy pretending to be Philippa Forrester to interview Tim]
This is a very large machine Tim. Take you long?
Tim
No, not really.
Tim
Well why don't you come on back to my flat and we'll find out.
I think you've already answered my question [laughs].
Tim
So you like my robot then.
I love it. [gasp] What's this?
Tim
It's an axe. Feel the weight.
[Daisy lifts the axe. Both draw in a breath.]
There's nothing more devastating than a big chopper.
Tim
Shhh...[places a finger over Daisy's lips] Don't cheapen this. [moves the hair from her face]
[Daisy and Tim move closer, apparently about to kiss, when Mike opens the front door.]
[suspicious] What's going on?
Tim
Uh, I was just coming - to the pub, with you.
Yeah, I think we should take the Private down to the shed.
[Mike goes to another room.]
Hmm, what's up with Mike?
Tim
Nothing, he just, he usually likes to be Philippa.
[Trying to figure out who destroyed 'Private Iron']
Tim
I think I can guess.
This isn't the work of amateurs, Tim. Private Iron was taken apart by someone who knew what they were doing.
Tim
Right, and what happens now?
Well, if we can't fix him in time, we're automatically disqualified. Runners-up go through.
Tim
And they are?
[Gasps, as if realizing] Dexter and Cromwell!
Tim
Right.
Tim
They did!