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- This one here was driving like a...
- A child?
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Behind the wheel of your motorcar?
:41:07
Eh? Er...
:41:09
Children...
:41:12
Well, this one here, he swore he was 27.
:41:15
He's got a wife and three kids in Winchester.
:41:17
But I'm 11!
:41:18
Yeah, yeah, you and your gold!
:41:20
Nice lot you are.
:41:22
Tempting honest car dealers
with your stolen gold.
:41:27
That's enough. These children are with me.
:41:29
Oh, an accomplice, I'll wager.
:41:31
I don't think they're going to
wriggle out of this one. Allow me.
:41:42
Gone!
:41:43
Come along, Mr Peasemarsh.
:41:45
It's gone!
:41:47
I'm sure there's a good explanation
for this but we'll have to go down...
:41:51
I was going to be a policeman.
Never had the feet.
:41:53
Horace, I trust this isn't a prank.
I'm in the middle of chapter 12-
:41:57
The Joy Of Quadratic Equations.
I'm at the good bit.
:42:00
No, it's true.
The children, the gold and the greenhouse.
:42:03
I have them.
:42:05
Will they be sentenced to 20 years hard labour?
:42:08
- What the...?
- But...
:42:09
Ah!
:42:10
Convicts on the loose. Alert the authorities!
:42:19
Unusual hour.
:42:21
Nocturnal excursion... dishevelled youngsters...
:42:23
Ripe odour.
:42:26
Odd situation. Martha, explain.
:42:29
We were taking the dog for a walk.
:42:30
- Isn't that right, children?
- Yes, Martha.
:42:33
Ah, the howl of the hounds!
:42:35
Running with the pack
of an autumn morning, eh?
:42:37
Fresh air, waggedy tails, eh?
Bow-wow-wow.
:42:40
How much is that doggie in the um...?
:42:42
- But we don't have a dog.
- Use your imagination, Horace.
:42:45
The gold.
:42:47
Ah, the gold coins. Nobody move.
:42:54
Horace... Horace!
:42:57
You're becoming eccentric.