(police officers chatting) - [Ivy] Morning.
(fist rapping on door) - [Inspector Blake] Come.
- [Ivy] Morning, Inspector.
- [Inspector Blake] Miss Woods, how are you today?
- [Ivy] Very well, thank you.
- You carry on like this, you'll be stronger than any man here.
- (laughs) I've managed to find those records from Clerkenwell.
That's the original.
These are the copies.
- Most efficient, thank you.
And how is Miss Scarlet coping without you?
- Oh, she's being very accommodating.
- So there'll be a hot dinner waiting for you when you return home this evening.
- I wouldn't go that far.
(laughs) Was there anything else you needed?
- Uh, yes, but I think you have quite enough to deal with already.
- Nonsense.
What is it you need?
- The new desk sergeant, what's his name?
- [Ivy] Bernard.
- He has written up a duty log for last night, but his handwriting is illegible.
- Leave it with me, I'll type it up and you'll have it in an hour.
- Which is exactly what I hoped you would say.
Thank you.
Oh, and these need to be copied and filed.
They're urgent, so- - You would rather they didn't go in the general filing tray.
- [DI Blake] You read my mind.
- I'll see to it myself.
- Miss Woods, you're a credit to this department.
(gentle music) - [Constable] Or I could get that other thing.
(police officers chatting quietly) (gentle music continues)
