Tristan Grows Up...?

(crowd chattering) (bouncy music) (door slamming) - Hey!

- Whatever you heard, it's not true.

I didn't do it.

(metal clinking) - [Siegfried] Tristan!

Tristan!

- Tristan.

- Shh.

(paper rustling) (knuckles knocking) (Tristan snorts) (Tristan groaning) Oh, God.

(phone jingling) - Darrowby two two nine seven.

(bouncy music continues) - [Siegfried] Tristan!

- I was never here.

- Come on, drink up and we'll go to The Drovers.

(mouth slurping) Maggie, where's it all gone?

This was full an hour ago.

(Maggie exhales) - Is it possible that you have Cranford salve mixed up with a stool sample?

- No one gets to be rude to Mrs.

H.

- Quite right.

Well played.

(coat rustling) - Done.

Oh, what do you say, Jim?

Fancy a pint?

- Don't let James drink too much.

Want him walking Helen down that aisle tomorrow.

Not staggering.

Where's James?

- I confess the details are a little hazy.

Well, if you can't enjoy yourself, then what's the point?

I'm a catch.

(lively piano music) - You're like a magpie, flitting from one shiny object to the next.

- Good for a giggle and not much else.

- If you want something more out, you've gotta put a little more in.

- And though you may stray from the path once in a while, you're a wonderful, loving boy, with a warm heart, and a good head on his shoulders.

- He's a stray.

Got no one to take care of him.

- Maybe he's not as daft as he looks.

- Tris.

The state of this place.

How can you find anything in here?

- Organized chaos, old chap.

- I suppose you'll have to learn the hard way.

- [Florence] Hello.

Help.

(metal implements clatter) How on earth do you work with it like this?

- Florence.

You need to trust me.

I've got it.

- Tris'.

You're cleaning.

- Emergency operation yesterday.

I didn't have clean equipment.

I nearly lost a dog.

- But you saved it.

- Yes, I suppose I did.

- Then you did well.

And I want to hear all about that over a pint later.

- Thanks, boss.

- Does this mean you may be buying a round tonight, Tris?

- Actually, I'm saving up for something.

(car engine rumbling) (horn squawks) What do you think?

(door slamming) - You got it.

- That's very industrious of you.

- I could take you for a drive, if you like.

- Let's see what this lady can do.

- Just drive.

(door slamming) - Oh, I've always wanted to do this.

Come on then.

(engine sputtering) - Run cow?

- That's Rod's best milker.

- You know we've been chasing you across the Dales.

- I promise, that is not what I had in mind.

- That was, by far, the best date I've ever been on.

The only person holding you back is you, Tristan Farnon.

(bouncy music) - We did it.

We saved the day.

- And got the girl?

- That, well, a gentleman never tells.

But yes.

Yes, I did.

We were just kissing back there.

Weren't you watching us?