Nathaniel Parker credited as playing...
DI Thomas Lynley
- Barbara Havers: Sir? How much did it cost?
- [reaches into handbag]
- Thomas Lynley: I don't think we should have this conversation in public.
- [leads Havers to his office]
- Barbara Havers: I don't believe you! I mean, how could you do that? You totally redecorated my house! I mean, who do you think you are interfering in *my life*?
- Thomas Lynley: I didn't mean to upset you. I thought I was helping.
- Barbara Havers: Oh! The Eighth Earl of Asherton patronizing the peasants!
- [door knocks]
- Barbara Havers: Go away!
- Thomas Lynley: Come in!
- Uniformed Police Officer: [enters and hands a folder to Lynley] You ah, might find these interesting, Sir.
- Thomas Lynley: Thanks very much.
- Uniformed Police Officer: [Looks at Havers then leaves]
- Barbara Havers: Alright, explain. How does letting a bunch of decorators loose in my house help me?
- Thomas Lynley: Oh, be honest. You never were going to sell the place until you had done it up and you're paying a mortgage on a flat you're not even living in.
- Barbara Havers: That is my business, not yours!
- Thomas Lynley: Well, I thought we had forged some sort of bond here, however bizarre! I thought showing some concern was permitted!
- Barbara Havers: Concern? This is fascism! I mean, I don't even like Duck White!
- Thomas Lynley: Concern because you're sitting night after night avoiding the inevitable. If I never done it, you never would.
- Barbara Havers: You patronizing, sanctimonious...! Okay, I have been stalling. I am a coward. Now I'm panicking about leaving because the thought of coming home to nothing is more scary than coming home to a mother who doesn't know who I am. I keep putting off visiting my mum because she doesn't understand that I am dismantling her life and putting it into cardboard boxes. Now that is my problem and I don't need you to show me that I am an inadequate human being!
- Thomas Lynley: Alright. What I did was inexcusable. I'm very sorry. But one thing you are not is an inadequate human being.
- Thomas Lynley: [Introducing Havers] Barbara Havers.
- Tony Philips: Barbara Havers? Finally get to put a face to the name.
- Barbara Havers: [laughs nervously, unsure of his meaning] Sorry?
- Tony Philips: I was working with the Met last year. They were offering five to one that your partnership wouldn't make it out of the paddock.
- Thomas Lynley: [Indignant] I beg your pardon?
- Tony Philips: [Condescendingly] Just a bit of fun. I'm sure everyone's delighted that Barbara eventually found someone she's able to work with.
- Barbara Havers: You know, call me snob, Tony, but given the choice between workin' with a clever, considerate man or a... mouthy git, I know who I'd choose.
- Thomas Lynley: [Smiles softly at Havers' comment]
- Tony Philips: You've obviously gotten her broken in, Lynley. If you're ever hard up, you're onto a dead cert.
- Thomas Lynley: [Rises from his chair]
- Barbara Havers: No, it's okay, Sir. You see Tony spends most of his time cutting up dead people. He can't help having a warped, sick mind.
- Thomas Lynley: [after Tony Philips has insulted Havers earlier that day] Everything alright?
- Barbara Havers: Yeah, fine, thanks.
- Thomas Lynley: I can have him up in front of the disciplinary board.
- Barbara Havers: No, no. I just prefer it if you held him against a wall and I just hit him.
- Thomas Lynley: I'll leave it then.
- Helen Clyde: Do you think we'll be sitting together like this when we're 90?
- Thomas Lynley: Some knight in shining armor is bound to whisk you off before then.
- Helen Clyde: Are you saying I need rescuing? Ah, it's OK... you don't have to answer.