Peter Capaldi credited as playing...
Angus Flint
- Lord James D'Ampton: No, the common earthworm was not always the lowly creatures it is today. Remember that the next time you bisect one with your shovel. You want some more?
- [offering a spoonful]
- Angus Flint: Mmmm. It's very tasty!
- Lord James D'Ampton: Oh, good! So you've taken to our local specialty. Pickled earthworms in aspic is not to everyone's taste, I can tell you.
- [last lines]
- [James is driving with Angus, whom appears transformed at this point, along a country road]
- Lord James D'Ampton: So... who was that on the phone back there? Was it the hospital?
- Angus Flint: [gruff voice] Hospital?
- Lord James D'Ampton: Yeah, was it about the girls and any updates on them?
- Angus Flint: No. It wasn't the girls.
- Lord James D'Ampton: Oh. Say... I'm famished. Before we go to the hospital to see the girls, do you want to stop some place for a bite?
- Angus Flint: [wickely smirks] Why not?
- Lord James D'Ampton: Perfect.
- Mary Trent: [as archaeologist gives victory yell upon unearhing gigantic skull] What's to do? You cut yourself or summit?
- Eve Trent: [comes running up out of the farmhouse] Who's that yelling blue murder?
- Mary Trent: Angus. You would think he found the missing link or something. Don't worry. It's only an old fossil. It won't bite. Sexy beast, is he not? The cave man, I mean.
- Eve Trent: If that's a primitive man, it looks like a dinosaur sat on him.
- Angus Flint: It is a dinosaur, I think.
- Mary Trent: Oh, go pull the other one.
- Eve Trent: Our Dad had a cow looked like that once, called Bessie. I reckon that's Bessie.
- Mary Trent: Silly moo. That's not a cow. It's got no horns!
- Angus Flint: Half male, half female. Capable of the ultimate self-fulfillment. Like hermaphrodite. Or, the common earthworm.
- Lord James D'Ampton: Or, even the d'Ampton worm. That would explain how it might survive over hundreds, thousands of years.
- Mary Trent: This is getting daft. We could have stayed at home, by the fire, with a good biology book.
- Lord James D'Ampton: Have fun! I suppose digging in cow dung is fun, is it?
- Angus Flint: It depends on what you find underneath.
- Lord James D'Ampton: Well, look, if you find any chastity belts, for God's sake, let me know. The maids are always getting into trouble. We have the most terrible staff problem these days.
- Angus Flint: I will, but I don't expect to. It's the site of an old convent.
- Mary Trent: I swore I'd never come this way again meself, and I wouldn't neither, if it weren't for me brave Scotch lad.
- Angus Flint: Scots, please. Scotch is a drink. Wouldn't say no to one just now.
- Mary Trent: Hmm. It's chilly.
- Angus Flint: We've been through this place with a fine-tooth comb and found nothing more significant than bat shit. It's a complete waste of time.
- Lord James D'Ampton: Snakes and Ladders.
- Angus Flint: What do you mean, "Snakes and Ladders"?
- Lord James D'Ampton: Lady - Sylvia - Marsh.
- Angus Flint: He certainly would have known about this pagan religion. May even have been involved. But what's he doing in Lady Sylvia's hall?