05x02 - Holding the Baby

[bunniefuu]

[theme music plays]

[Mr Bosworth] Keep your eyes peeled
at all times.

Remember, don't just look out
for light.

[Mrs Hall] Anything that
don't seem right.

You're a quick learner,
Mrs Hall.

Well, you've certainly drummed
it in, Mr Bosworth.

So there we have it.

Post A1 Sector B is secure.

Typical air raid precaution
round complete.

- What did you make of it?
- Ah.

Very informative.

Looking forward to getting out
on my own.

Excellent.
Well, that's us finished for now.

Alright. Good night then.

Hold your horses.

I spoke too soon.
We're not finished.

Not by a long chalk.

[scoffs] Oh.

- [chuckles]
- [door opens]

[Mrs Hall] Put the light out.

We're trussed up tighter
than a mummy's...

Oh, sorry!

[grunting]

Oh, God.

[sighs]

- What are you doing still up?
- It's past midnight.

I wanted to make sure
you were accounted for.

Oh. [clicking tongue]
What a to-do.

They come loose sometimes.
I'll mend them.

As a warden,
you're supposed to set

an example for neighbours.

She does constantly.
It was my fault.

It doesn't matter who did it.
It's what it looks like.

I understand.
Won't happen again.

Rules are rules.
I shall have to make a note.

We have to maintain standards,

Otherwise we risk panic
and loss of morale.

Mine's deserting me
as we speak.

- [sighs]
- I beg your pardon?

I said, thank goodness
you're on duty all week.

With those eagle eyes
of yours.

Right then.

Thank you
for your cooperation.

I shall see myself out.

- [door closes]
- I assume you need a nightcap.

Oh, yes.
I should turn in, though.

Tristan's latest adventures
from Cairo.

It's a mad whirl of bars,
camels,

cricket,
and a slightly smutty cartoon.

- Unfortunate.
- It sounds like a holiday.

He's landed on his feet.

He is managing to fight
the Italian forces, too, apparently.

- When he can find the time.
- [chuckles]

- I'll take it up with me.
- You sure you don't want a drink?

I'm dead on my feet.

Good night, Mr Farnon.

I understand. Good night.

Haemorrhagic septicaemia is
an acute general infection

characterised
by sudden onset high fever...

And extensive haemorrhaging
of the internal organs.

Does it always have to be gore?

Yes, it's his favourite.
Also, Richard has exams coming.

Which I hope won't be
an inconvenience

now James has returned.

Not at all.
Timing couldn't be better.

- Morning, all.
- Morning.

- Morning.
- Did I sleep through breakfast?

No. We've put something
of a new regime in place today.

All hands on deck
so Audrey can get the tea on.

Haven't had my hours yet,
but it's best to be prepared

in case I get called out later.

- Thank you, Carmody.
- Scrambled eggs.

- Tiny bit congealed. Sorry.
- A triumph of time management.

[Mrs Hall] What does today hold?

Have you to summat
nice planned together?

Oh, I said I'd help my Dad
moving the flock.

He'll understand
if I give it a miss.

- No need. Not on my account.
- Are you sure?

Absolutely.
Can't wait to get stuck in here.

We have been rather stretched.

- Oh. What's on the list?
- A cow versus motorcar.

Don't you dare.
He's only been back a day.

- I've missed months.
- And earned yourself a rest.

Perhaps I could take Jimmy,
then.

It'll be easier
at Heston without him.

Won't be easy for you,
though.

First day on your own with him.

Never get my wings
unless I sit in the c*ck.

He's a baby,
not a Blenheim b*mber.

- You haven't seen his nappies.
- [laughter]

I suppose I can give you
a crash course.

A day with Daddy.
How does that sound, wee man?

Eh?
We'll get on famously, won't we?

Alright,
so when you take him out,

make sure you wrap him up tight.

Don't forget his hat
and his mittens.

- Mm-hmm.
- Not too tight, mind.

And watch for him
getting flushed and hot.

Nappies are in here.
I'll give you his ointment.

Stop him getting sore.
Pins are in the front.

Powder in the back. All set?

Tight but not tight.

Warm but not hot.

Ointment.

Piece of cake.

Right.

I'll see you in a few hours
for his feed.

Don't be late.

I won't.

Mwah.

Oh. Oh, wait, wait.
I think something's happening.

[sniffs]

When he scrunches his face up
and goes red,

that's how you know
you're in danger.

Scrunch. Got it.

Perhaps one last demonstration.

You know what you're doing.

Have a lovely time.

[sniffs, exhales sharply]

Oh.

- I'm amazed she survived.
- Aye, she were lucky.

Reckon the car
only clipped her rear end.

Good Lord, you can almost see
the shape of the headlamp.

You know, she's... she's bruised,
but she's moving well.

There's no broken bones
or muscle damage.

Miraculously.
I will have to stitch her up, though.

Folks keep getting lost
in the blackout

and turning onto my track.

I'll have to put a sign up.

I'm not sure it's your
responsibility, Mrs Sudderby.

Well, I've been reported for it.

- To whom?
- Police.

For having an unmarked animal.

On private land?

I didn't even know
it were a crime.

It isn't.
That's utterly ridiculous.

I could end up with a fine,
he reckoned. Or court.

- The police said that?
- No, the air raid warden.

He were cycling past just
after it happened.

Did this warden have
a moustache, by any chance?

- Aye.
- And an odious beady-eyed glare?

Well, now you come to mention it.

Where's my grandson?

With his dad.

Are you kidding me?

I'm not.

Oh, love. Love.

Jenny, James is back.

- How long for?
- For good.

Is he alright?
Nothing's happened?

Just the fever
I were telling you about.

But he's well now.
They ended up discharging him.

That's brilliant.

You could have brought him
up to help us, couldn't you?

You know,
to make up for you being late.

Yeah, well, it don't look like
you're struggling so far.

[Jenny]
Doris is mucking in, too.

- New hand?
- [Jenny] My friend.

She's with the Women's Land Army
up at Danby's farm.

Doris, this is my sister, Helen.

- Hello.
- [Helen] How do?

I heard the WLA's not
for the faint-hearted.

Oh, you heard right.
Suits me, though.

I don't mind hard work.

Uniform's not so bad either.

Alright, come on.
You're blocking t'lane.

Why don't you go home?
Be with James.

He's not going anywhere.

Means I can do more here now.

If you change your mind,
we're fine.

We can manage without you.

[Richard] Jenny.

[James] Much better.
Here we go.

Got there in the end, eh?

Fourth time lucky.

Didn't want to knock
in case he was sleeping.

There's no danger of that.
Bless him.

[chuckles]

- How is it they know, do you think?
- What's that?

To dirty everything

at the precise moment
you get them clean.

Babies are a law
unto themselves.

You'll get used to it.

Everything ticking
along downstairs?

Mr Dowson's just been on.

Says it's only a five-minute job,
but it needs doing today.

Is Carmody already out?

No, but he's asked
for the both of you.

Must have got wind
you're here.

Already?

Well, good news travels fast,
don't it?

They'll be queueing up
to see you soon.

He's a lovely man,
Mr Dowson.

He worships the ground
you walk on.

I'd mind Jimmy,
but I've a warden's meeting.

Shall I tell him
it'll have to wait?

Are you quite sure
about this?

It's an easy job,
by all accounts.

And Helen takes him to the farm,
doesn't she?

Helen's more adept
with your offspring.

Jimmy's due his feed soon,
anyway.

Dowson's farm is
on its way to Heston.

We'll be straight in and out.
No bother.

So drive, please.

Carefully.

As you wish.

- [engine starts]
- [barks]

Sorry.

Welcome back, Mr Herriot.

- Oh, it's grand to see you.
- Thank you, Mr Dowson.

This your new assistant, then,
is it?

[chuckles]
Wee Jimmy.

You're a bonny little pudding,
aren't you, love, eh?

- You helping your daddy?
- [chuckles]

I doubt he'll last.

Far too much
sleeping on the job.

Oh, you do come out
with some corkers, Richard.

I'll make us a brew,

and then you can tell us
all about your adventures.

Their loss is our gain, lad.

Next time, perhaps.
We're on the clock, I'm afraid.

What seems to be the trouble?

I'm worried about
my new calf.

Kicking the bucket.

Oh, goodness.
I'm sorry to hear that.

Let's take a look, shall we?

I'd be obliged.

I'll be back in a day or so.

Keep the area as clean
and dry as you can.

Will do.

What the devil's going on here?

[Hilda] Stripes.
So they show up at night.

Won't catch me out again.

Mrs Sudderby,
paint is toxic.

I'm not feeding it to them.

No, but cows like to lick things.

Including each other.

Well, not if they're squashed
flat on the road, Mr Farnon.

[Mr Farnon] Your bright idea, was it?

The warden's.

Oh, of course it was.
Stop that at once.

Hold on. I haven't got brass
for another fine.

You won't be getting one.

What if Mr Bosworth comes back?

Don't worry about Bosworth.

I'll deal with him.

He appears to be
in rude health.

I never said
he were poorly, did I?

Must be stage fright.

Wait for it.

There.
Happens every time I feed him.

Spilling all his milk.
Never drinks a drop.

He'll waste away
if he keeps on with it.

So he's not kicking
the bucket.

He's kicking that bucket.

I'll leave you
to give him his medicine.

[James] Oh, there isn't anything
we can do, unfortunately.

Come now. There's no end
to your cleverness, Mr Herriot.

I were just thinking
of that cow of mine

with magnesium deficiency.

She were laid there
like a dead thing.

You put a bottle in her vein.

Looked at your watch.

"Mr Dowson," you said,
"that beast will be

up on its feet in 12.5 minutes."

And believe me or not,


she jumped up, walked away.

[James] Well, this is...
it's a very different case.

You'll have to train it
out of him.

It's not a medical problem,
you see.

It's psychological.

I'm sure you'll think
of summat.

I'll put that brew on.

[both chuckle]

[sighs]

Cheer up. We've only lambing
to get through now.

Oh, aye.
Because that's the easy part.

[gasps] I can't wait.

We've had a few born earlier
where I'm stopping.

I love how
their little tails wiggle.

They are gorgeous,
but it's tough work.

Mr Danby reckons it'll send me
running back to Leeds.

I'm sure you'll prove
him wrong.

[groans]

What?
Who cares if she's from town?

Did herself proud today,
didn't she?

Not said any different.

He's touchy about Leeds.

Doris invited me
to go for a visit.

- Show her all my haunts.
- [chuckles]

They've had air raids over there.
Bad 'uns.

That's not the half of it,
though, is it?

Go on, tell her.

[Jenny]
Might not just be a visit.

She could put a word in
if I fancied a job there.

I was on hats at Lewis's.

They're a friendly bunch,
and the money's fair.

I was going to tell
you properly.

Lewis's?

You don't want to work in
a shop.

It's a department store.

But you're happy here,
aren't you?

I should get on.
We can take these out with us.

Nice talking to you, Helen.

[Helen] And you.

You're never letting her go.

We're shorthanded as it is.

Well, she won't listen to me.

Marches to beat of her own drum,
that one.

- Same as you.
- Chop Jenny in half,

- and it says farmer.
- Yeah.

Well, she's dead set
on doing summat else.

Out of the blue?

She's made her mind up.

Mm. Or Doris has.

- [door closes]
- Mrs Hall?

Mrs Hall?

[Mrs Hall] Won't be a minute.

You will not believe
what I've just witnessed.

Bosworth is cracked.

Not only is he reporting
hardworking farmers

to the authorities,

he wants them to paint
their cows.

He's going to poison
half the county's livestock.

Honestly, I've seen
some idiocy in my time,

but this takes the biscuit.

Is the man an imbecile
or some sort of enemy agent?

Ah, Mr Bosworth,
how convenient.

I was hoping to catch you.

Did you just accuse me
of treason?

- Well, if the cap fits.
- Mr Farnon.

I have never been
so insulted.

He didn't mean it.

He knows you're a stickler
for safety.

Lead paint is not safe
for cows.

In the blackout,
cows aren't safe for people.

Road collisions are
on the increase in our sector.

Lead paint is not safe
for cows.

Mr Farnon, please...

My primary concern
is the welfare of this community.

Then may I suggest
you return to them

and stop monopolising
my housekeeper?

I think that brings our
meeting to a close, Mrs Hall.

Good day.

[door opens, closes]

[Jimmy whines]

Sorry. I'm sorry.

We'll see Mummy very soon,
I promise.

It's slightly more challenging
than I expected.

I'm doing my old job
alongside a whole new one.

I can tell.
May I suggest something?

- For how to quiet him?
- For how to treat the calf.

As Mr Farnon sometimes says,

a little showmanship
could be in order.

- Could it?
- Yes.

I think I've got the measure
of Mr Dowson.

You see, it's not only
the animals we need to consider,

but the people, too.

- Are we winning?
- We are indeed.

I'm going to give him
some thiamin.

It's a vitamin.
Marvellous stuff.

Magic.

[Carmody] Now, in approximately


this calf will stop
kicking that bucket.

[Mr Dowson] I knew you'd crack it.
Thank you, Richard.

- Mr Herriot.
- It was a pleasure.

And there's no charge today.

We best be off.

Oh.

Oh, dear.
I think he scrunched.

Let's get you changed.

Where's the bag of nappies?

Excellent question.

[James]
I might need some help.

Don't you just
love the smell of them?

I'd bottle it if I could.

Doubt it would sell too well
in Lewis's.

You'd be surprised.

Rich people fork out
for all sorts.

Well,
you've done a great job in here.

It's like a new pin.

Doris helped.

Hope Mr Danby don't mind.
He'll think we've stolen you.

He said I can make up
the hours tomorrow.

Jenny, would you come outside
for a minute?

We should have a talk.

Can we do it after?
We're taking Candy and Joan out

- Both?
- [Jenny] Yeah.

Well, Joan's too green,
isn't she?

Well, not for me.
Doris will be on Candy.

Well,
after a few lessons, maybe.

It's alright.
Been riding since I was little.

I'm sorry. I know you want to
go out together,

but Joan's too young.

She needs more schooling
before she's ready.

Helen, I've been
schooling her for months.

- She's come on loads.
- Not that I've seen.

[Jenny]
'Cause you've hardly been here.

Yes, I have.

Not enough
to tell me what's what.

I've been trying my best.

[Jenny]
I'm not complaining.

You've had your hands full
with Jimmy.

But it's fine.

I know Joan.
She's good as gold.

You don't have to worry.
I promise.

Off again?

I have to check the list
of telephones is up to date

in case of emergencies.

Turns out it's
not just night rounds.

I'm glad to hear it.

You did agree
to this arrangement.

Before I knew there was
a tyrant involved.

Just the one?

I overstepped the mark,
and I'm sorry.

If you think this job means
I'm neglecting my duties,

I'd rather
you just tell me straight

- In private.
- I don't.

I take a great pride
in what I do here.

That's not in any doubt.
I was criticising Bosworth.

His lack of regard
for your time.

I've only had
two training sessions.

Feels like more.

And if he's at fault,
it's my business.

- Understood.
- I can fight my own battles.

I'm more than aware of that.

Right then.

I shouldn't be late, but there's
a pie in the oven just in case.

Thank you very much.

Candy's rearing to go.
I can feel it.

She knows this
is where we gallop.

We can let them run
if you're ready.

We had to make do,
but he's clean and happy now.

You're a godsend, Elsie.
Thank you.

Mr Herriot.
Mr Herriot, come quick.

He's cured.

Happy as Larry.

I don't understand.
The injection we gave him...

Was obviously
just the tonic.

[Mr Dowson]
Just like you said.

You're a miracle worker,
Richard.

Glad to be of assistance,
Mr Dowson.

[aeroplane engines roar]

[neighs]

[Doris] Whoa, Candy.
Candy.

Candy, stop!
It's alright!

[Jenny] Doris! Doris!

[Doris] I can't slow down!

It's alright.
It's one of ours.

[dog whining]

Look at you.

You poor thing.

Oh.

[telephone rings]

Derby two, two, nine, seven.

Mr Farnon,
I need you to come quickly.

Mrs Hall,
whatever's the matter?

I heard a plane go over
just now.

I've found a dog
in terrible pain.

I don't know what's wrong,
but he's suffering.

Tell me where you are.
I'm on my way.

So how did you find it,

your first case
back in the saddle?

Eye-opening.

[barking]

You think I was too unorthodox?

- [James] You were lucky.
- [Carmody] Complete coincidence.

I've just learned
it's better to humour him,

or one ends up there all day.

A harmless vitamin shot
was an excellent solution

in the circumstances.

Although you will
have to follow up,

give him some pointers
on training.

Can you manage that
around your studies?

- Of course.
- All set for the exams, then?

Take them today, if I could.

[barking]

Quiet, boy.

[James]
You know what this means.

- Do I?
- What's the saying?

When the student is truly ready,
the teacher will disappear.

You've improved in leaps
and bounds since I left.

No.

I've still an awful lot
to learn.

And you would have
come up with something

if you hadn't been
so preoccupied with Jimmy.

[tyres screech]

Whatever's the matter?

Jimmy.

- Oh, dear. Good gracious.
- I forgot him.

You're a dab hand
with livestock, Mr Herriot,

but you've a way to go
with the little 'un.

No idea what came over me.

If it's any consolation,
my parents forgot

I was at boarding school once
for an entire summer.

I didn't turn out too badly,
did I?

Well, we should dash.
He needs his feed.

Thanks for having him,
Mr Dowson, Elsie.

Sorry again.

To Heston, Carmody,
and don't spare the horses.

Thanks, Elsie.

[engine starts]

Doris?

- Doris.
- I'm alright.

Just getting my breath back.

Where's Candy?

Is she lame?

She stumbled on the wet roots,
and we both went flying.

[neighs]

[engine shuts off]

Any idea who he belongs to?

His tag says Bingo,
but there's no address.

Well, Bingo is spasming,
which means poison.

And time is against us.

There's summat white
on his paws, see?

Ah, yes. That'd be paint.

Must have been up to mischief.

- Is that what's done it?
- No.

My best guess
would be strychnine

or some sort of pesticide
in something he's eaten.

Will never recover?

We need to make him vomit.

The sooner the better.

I use soda crystals at home,

but apomorphine will do
the trick.

Oh.

- Candy bolted.
- Did she?

Aeroplane went over
and spooked her.

I think she's gone lame
on her near fore.

There's no "think" about it.
You can tell a mile off.

- Not like her to get scared.
- It's the noise.

She's not used to it.

Always had peace and quiet,
haven't you, girl?

Let's have a look here.

Is Joan alright?

Yeah. No trouble.

Dare I ask what happened
to Doris?

She came off, but she's fine.

I've sent her to phone Skeldale.

Ooh, is that tender, girl?

Easy now.

- Easy.
- Might just be a sprain.

Aye.

Well, let's hope so,
young lady.

There we are.

Ah. Yeah.
Nice and clear.

Well, let's hope he brought up
enough of the poison.

Is there nothing else
you can do for him?

Give him a barbiturate.

It's no cure,
but it'll ease the symptoms.

Relax his muscles.

Yeah, now,
there's a good boy.

It shouldn't take long
for this to take effect.

Then we can whisk him back
to the surgery.

In the meantime,

let's keep him as warm
and comfortable as we can.

[Mrs Hall breathing heavily]

Gave me such a scare.
[chuckles]

Not sure how I'd be
in a real emergency.

This is a real emergency.

And you've dealt with it
impeccably.

[Mr Bosworth]
Can't park that there.

Oh, good Lord.
What now, Mr Bosworth?

A reprimand for an unmarked dog?

[Mr Bosworth]
What on earth are you doing?

Mr Farnon,
he's gone very still.

I'm afraid we're too late.
He's stopped breathing.

What a terrible shame.

At least we be managed
to ease his suffering.

That's something.

- We should find his owner.
- Yes.

I don't suppose you know
anyone around here

with a dog named Bingo.

- I do, yes.
- Who?

[crying] It's me.

Mr Bosworth,
I feel I owe you an apology

for my unkind remarks earlier.

I'm glad you were there
with him at the end, Mrs Hall.

One friendly face, at least.

Is there anyone
we can fetch for you?

To sit with you awhile?

Afraid not.

It were just me and Bingo.

He was a fine dog,

and I wish there were more
I could have done to save him.

I said hurry, not break
the land speed record.

Fear not. Mrs Pumphrey taught me how
to hold my nerve at the wheel.

- The trick is to distract oneself...
- Carmody.

...from any hazards
that might crop up.

- Stop. Stop!
- It's really quite ingenious.

[tyres screech]

Sorry, Jimmy.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Thanks for stopping.

Any chance of a lift?

Uh, yes.
Um, there shouldn't be any...

I don't see why...

Um, hop in, why don't you?
Yes.

Might help to ask
where she's going.

- Especially as we're in a rush.
- The vets in Darrowby Square.

There's no answer on the phone,
and I've a horse needs seeing.

- Whereabouts?
- Do you know Heston Grange?

[Carmody] We do. Get in.

Sorry if it's a bit
of a squeeze back there.

[James]
Meet Jimmy and Hamish.

- [Doris] Hello. How do you do?
- I'm Richard. He's James.

- I'm Doris.
- [Carmody] Doris. Ah.

I'd always hoped
there'd be more than two of us,

but, uh, I were never lucky enough
to click with anyone.

Perhaps if you're ready,
we could discuss

what poisoned Bingo.

Oh, it's too late.

I'm not much of a prospect.

Nonsense.

You've still got your health.

I've made my peace with it.

As have you, I suspect,
Mr Farnon.

Made my peace
with what exactly?

Well, we may not have a family,
but we have a vocation,

keep ourselves busy.

Can't hope for more at our age.

I'd like to think
there's life in the old dog yet.

If you say so.

Anyway, Bingo. I really want
to get to the bottom of this.

Is there something
he could have got into?

Weed k*ller? Rat poison?

I don't even own a mousetrap.

Well, that solves one mystery.

- He had paint on his paws.
- [Mr Bosworth] Oh.

Were it the lead in the paint
that poisoned him?

No. His symptoms weren't those
we'd see in lead poisoning.

The real culprit must be
near at hand, though.

I told you,
I don't have anything toxic.

It must have been the paint.

What about these?
For slugs?

Bingo. Sorry.

[sighs] I-I haven't used those
for years.

Well, safe to say,
Bingo had a nose around,

ate a couple out of curiosity.

No, no, it was the paint.
I'm sure of it.

And I'm sure it wasn't.

[Mr Bosworth] I've been
handing it out all over

for the safe marking
of kerbs and signage.

It's no good for morale
if dogs are dropping like flies.

We'll just have to tell folk
to be careful with it, won't we?

Yes. And to stop painting
their cows immediately.

I suppose, if you insist.

That could well be
the safest option.

I'm very sorry indeed,
Mr Farnon.

And I'm very sorry
about your dog.

I couldn't detect
any signs of fracture.

Probably a tendon spread.

Like we hoped.

This should give her
some support.

I've treated her
for the pain and inflammation.

Bit of a hero, aren't you?

I like horses.
I mean, I specialise in them.

Horses. Yes.

Don't mind him.
He's from London.

[chuckles]

There's nothing up
with her mouth.

No, but teeth
are a good indication of age.

Easy.
And Candy's elderly now.

Oh, we know that.

Older horses can be
prone to injury.

Too much wear
and tear on the joints.

So we should keep her bandaged,
then.

[James]
Oh, that would help.

But it might not be enough
to stop it happening again.

[Jenny]
What more can we do?

[James] It would actually be
a case of doing less.

Especially when it comes
to riding.

- You mean stop?
- I do, I'm afraid.

Not completely, though.

To prevent further injury...

It might be time to think about
putting her out to pasture.

Well, bloody hellfire.

Sorry.

Here.

Hey.
Hey, hey, hey.

Sorry I didn't listen.

You weren't to know Candy
would Bolt.

- She's lame 'cause of me.
- You heard James.

She's lame
'cause she's getting older.

I've taken her for granted.

She's all we've got left
of Mum.

That's not true.

Mum's everywhere here.

Always will be.

I remember the first time
she put me on her.

Just down there.
Must have been about four.

Practically born
in the saddle, you.

She's years left in her yet.

We'll treat her like a queen,
won't we?

And you've still got Joan
to ride.

She has come on.

You were right.

She's not the only one who's
grown up around here, either.

I know.
You're a proper mum now.

I meant you.

Turn my back for five minutes,
and you're a woman.

Sorry.

I've not been here to notice.

You've had a pretty good excuse.

[sighs]

I might be a mum...

...but I were your sister first.

And I won't stop worrying
about you.

I've noticed.

Listen, if you're set
on going somewhere else,

I won't stop you.

I just want it to be
your decision.

Not Doris's.

I'm not leaving.

Just visiting for a day or so,
see what I think of it.

And anyway, Doris doesn't want me
to get a job in Leeds.

She thinks I'm better off here.

Does she?
Whose idea was it, then?

Yours.

You always said I was
too young to choose farming,

that the world's bigger
than Darrowby.

I did.

Back then, it were just us.

Now I'm bumping into people
from all over.

Land girls, volunteers.

They've done so much more
than me.

I know what you meant now.

I should see what else is out there,
then decide.

So this is all down to me?

I can go then?

When Doris visits?

As long as you keep
your wits about you.

And you bring me back
something nice from Lewis's.

[both laugh]

Seeing Bosworth like that,
all alone,

it makes one grateful,
doesn't it?

Must be why he throws himself
into his work.

Suppose if it weren't
for the practice,

I might find myself in
a cold little place like that,

listening to the clock tick.

Very possibly.

You agree with him?

That we're alike?

- You're practically twins.
- What?

You both have
your particular ways.

Woe betide anyone
who suggests a change.

I'll have you know
I'm very adaptable.

I relish change.

Given the time
to become accustomed to it.

Christ, I'm him.

[laughing] Give over.
I'm having you on.

I'm Bosworth.

Put me out of my misery
immediately.

You're nothing like him.

You've an house full
for starters.

It won't stay that way forever.

Only if you give up on life
like him.

No, you've plenty left ahead.

[laughing] Don't be daft.

You're right.

As usual.

It's a timely reminder
nonetheless.

Seize the day.
While we still can.

So, go on.
How was it?

More stressful than the RAF.

[chuckles]

I take it he had
an expl*si*n down here.

Feels like he's wearing half
the nappies in Yorkshire.

Elsie Dowson kindly fashioned
him something with tea towels.

Because I forgot his bag.

Oh. Bit of a juggling act,
in't it?

And fire breathing.
On the tightrope.

No idea
how you managed by yourself.

Audrey and Siegfried
stopped me going spare.

We can share the load
together now, though, can't we?

Not sure you'll trust me to.

It wasn't only the bag...

I forgot about.

But he was safe with
the Dowsons the entire time.

No harm came to him, I swear.

Are you trying to tell me...

I left him behind.
Yes.

It's unforgivable,
I know, and I'm so sorry.

How long did it take you
to notice?

A few minutes...

in the car.

I think I'm just so glad
to be here,

so desperate
to get back to normal.

I tried to do too much
all at once.

I let you both down terribly.

- [Jimmy fusses]
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Hey.

No, you haven't.

You've just been up two nights
straight with a baby

for the first time ever.

It's no excuse.

I've made plenty of mistakes
of my own that way.

But you've been like
a duck to water.

Headless chicken, more like.

You'll get used to it.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

Tristan certainly seems
to be living life to the full.

What did you make
of his letter?

Watch out!

- [sighs]
- Well, I never.

[moos]

- It worked.
- I never said it wouldn't work.

All is forgiven.
Mr Bosworth saved us.

You're the one
who saw the damn thing.

Only 'cause she's got stripes.

[Mr Farnon] Debatable.

- [Mrs Hall] [chuckling] Plain as day.
- Hardly.

[Mrs Hall] Definitely.

- [Mr Farnon] I think not.
- Well, then you'd be wrong.

[Mr Farnon]
Shh, shh, shh. Shh, shh.

[Mrs Hall] Come on now, madam.
I've had my fill

of stubborn beasts today.

[Mr Farnon]
Now, that's just rude.

[James] Do you think we'll
ever get used to it?

[Helen] Reckon we'll just have to
accept the chaos.

He'll keep us on our toes.
That's for sure.

Absolutely.

Even when he's big.

Try not to worry.

If Jenny goes,
she'll be back.

[Mr Farnon singing indistinctly]

Oh. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Damn and blast!

[blows]

Today's been rather surprising.

Carmody's stolen my crown,

Mrs Hall's leading
the w*r effort,

and Siegfried's cooking now,
apparently.

Are you feeling alright?

Adapt or die.
That's what they say.

He's showing he's adaptable
by warming up a pie.

I've been remiss
over Mrs Hall's new duties.

It's only right I should step in

and take the strain
now and again.

[Carmody] I, for one,
sleep better at night,

knowing you're out there
taking care of us.

I commend your bravery,
Mrs Hall.

Thank you, Mr Carmody.

Come along.
It's getting cold.

Hello.

[chuckles]

How did you get on
at Mr Dowson's with Jimmy?

A slightly longer crash course
could be in order.

I also might have been
a little foolish

to imagine I could jump
straight back in

and nothing would be different.

Ah, but wasn't it Heraclitus
who said,

"The only constant
in life is change."

It was. He was spot on.

You'll catch up.
We've time now.

And your return is a very
welcome change indeed, James.

[knock on door]

[Mr Bosworth]
Put that light out!

Oh! Oh.

Sorry, Jimmy. Excuse me.

Ah. Here he is.
The repeat offender.

- This is hardly an offence.
- You've incurred a £1 fine.

Be sure to pay it
in a timely manner.

I thought we had made peace.

Surely we can come
to some arrangement.

Rules are rules.

It's more than my job's worth,
Mr Farnon.

You're a volunteer.

[Mr Bosworth] Are you
questioning my authority?

- [Mr Farnon] Damn right I am.
- We should dig in.

It might be a while.

You don't fancy intervening,
Audrey?

No.

Best leave them to it.

[chuckles]

To things that never change.

[arguing]

Things that never change.