Grantchester

'Almighty God, we give thanks for all you have provided us.

'For strengthening us for your purpose.'

Receive the body of Christ given to thee.

Preserve thy body and soul unto everlasting life.

'For bringing hope in the darkest of hours.'

'For guiding us.'

'Receive the blood of Christ shed for thee'.

Preserve thy body and soul unto everlasting life.

Take it. Take it.

'And above all, we give thanks to you'

for bringing us together here in your presence,

no longer strangers but part of your family.

And through that family, may we find peace.

- Amen. - Amen.

I've never seen them sit so still.

I think I bored them into submission.

Whatever it takes.

Oi. You lot, pack it in.

Well, it was nice while it lasted.

Got any more of that wine, Vicar? Heathens. The lot of ya.

Mrs Butler.

How are you, June? You coming to the fight?

Oh, I don't think my nerves could take it.

Oh, I've been wanting to say, erm,

Matthew isn't the easiest of boys... Mum.

In truth, he's a little bugger. Mum!

But spending time with you,

it's changed him.

It really has.

Well, he's a wonderful boy. You can be very proud of him.

Right. Time to bang a few heads together.

At the risk of sounding patronising, I'm proud of you too.

Vic'd be lost without you.

So this happened last night at about...?

He's not entirely sure.

How much did they take? He's not entirely sure.

What did these gentlemen look like?

To be perfectly honest,

I'm not entirely... Not entirely sure.

So, to clarify, at an unspecified time on an unspecified street,

some unspecified men robbed you. That's about the size of it.

Yes.

Knock yourself out, Larry.

Right.

Just what I need, this.

A night of masculine pursuits. Steady on, Geordie.

Two men, beer, no talk of women.

How is the mother-in-law? Still driving you round the bend?

Ah. Only talking about manly things, like boxing and... Beer?

Beer. Exactly.

Beer, boxing, and... Bakewell tart, anyone?

Leonard asked if he could join us. I can see that.

Purely form a charitable aspect, you understand.

I'm a pacifist.

Never (!)

I'm not quite sure I'll have the constitution for the violence.

Or the blood, when it comes to that.

Mm. Are you sure I can't tempt you?

I'm fine, thanks. How's the mother-in-law?

Have your tickets ready, please, gents.

Programmes tuppence a go.

Here he is.

Good man. Yeah, it's busy.

Good turnout. Some might say a resounding success.

Night is yet young. Half a crown.

That's very generous of you. Thanks, Keatsy.

No-one ever got poor by giving.

No-one ever got pleasantly drunk, either. Pint? Nah.

Leonard? Ooh... lemonade.

Hey! Ellie!

No. Geordie, no. What?

The romance has faded, has it?

Ah, no talk of romance.

Jack, will you tell them, the boxing ring is no place to talk of romance.

You've met my wife, Geordie. It's precisely the place.

Jack's having trouble with Mrs C. Yeah, course he is.

She's moved into the spare room.

Oh, dear. She'll hardly talk to me.

When she does, she has such a look of disappointment.

Be back in a sec.

How are we doing?

A little nervous, I'm afraid. Ah, what's to be nervous about?

You try. I can't seem to get through to them.

Good luck, boys.

Come on, there's a whole crowd out there waiting to cheer you on.

That didn't help, did it?

Not really.

Think I'm gonna be sick. That's the spirit.

Ladies and gentlemen, honoured guests...

Oh, and Inspector Keating.

I wanted to start off with a boxing joke,

but, er, I can't remember the punch line, so...

That's the last one, I promise.

This place...

I love this place.

I just wanted to prove that...

that everyone deserves a chance to learn a skill.

To help these boys understand who they are,

what they stand for.

I couldn't have done any of that...

...without my lovely wife Marie.

And Will. Will, come up here.

Come on.

Ladies and gentlemen, this man has been a literal Godsend.

No, it's all you, Vic.

Don't let it go to your head, but you're an inspiration.

Thank you, son.

Introducing, in the red corner, Matthew "the Battler" Butler.

And in the blue corner, Lucas "Left hook" Rawlings!

Now, come in, boys. One-minute rounds.

I want a good, clean fight.

You understand? Yes, boss.

Yes, boss. Touch gloves.

Corners.

Seconds out, round one!

This is the closest I've felt to God in such a long time.

Doesn't say much for your sermons.

Is that a tear in your eye? Oh, shut up.

Is he ignoring me? Ah!

What? I am not here to talk about romance.

He's such a child.

Just cos I said no.

Said no to what?

I thought he'd tell you?

Tell me what?

Ellie?

That's it, keep moving, Matt, keep moving.

Punch his bloody lights out!

Whoa! Oi-oi!

Corners, corners!

You keep it clean, all right?

And don't take your eyes off him.

You're doing so well, just relax.

Seconds out.

Round two!

Guard up, Matt.

Keep those hands up, Matt, hands up.

Hands high.

Hands up.

Hands up, Matt! Hands up!

That's it!

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!

Lucas "Left hook" Rawlings!

You did really well. Really, really well, OK.

You know what it looked like to me?

No, but I suspect you're gonna tell us anyway.

It looked like he threw the fight. Probably put a bet on.

Let it all out, Geordie. "Oh, he's a bad kid, I told you so."

All right! Tetchy.

Now, then. Ellie.

You really know how to cheer a fella up, don't ya?

What did she say no to?

He proposed.

You proposed to Ellie? All right, all right.

Wasn't my finest hour.

Why? I don't know, I just...

I was speaking to Vic about marriage and... He asked for my advice.

And that was your advice, was it? Marry her?

No, no. Not exactly.

Sex is sex, Will.

Most of the time it's not even that good.

You've made it very clear you don't understand, Geordie.

So, please can we stop talking about it?

Right, where the hell are the boys?

I promised them a shandy.

You're not losing hope, are you? I don't know.

Maybe.

It happens sometimes.

Get in a ring, all that pressure.

It's up and down with these kids, and today was a down day.

Do you think I expect too much? I think you expect miracles.

Ah, what's wrong with that? Nothing.

I wouldn't have you any other way.

Matt?

Luke?!

Matt?

Luke?

Luke! Matt!

Luke?

Luke!

Call an ambulance.

Excuse me. Through here.

Benzedrine.

They've had the lot.

Vic. I didn't do enough for them.

You saved them, Vic. No.

It wasn't enough.

Let Operation Entente Cordiale commence.

Operation what-what, what-what? Action stations!

Good morning.

If you say so.

Full of sunshine and flowers again, Mrs C.

You're a veritable cornucopia of joy.

Where's my Brasso?

Who's been cooking in my kitchen?!

That would be your devoted husband.

Dusting's done, vacuuming...

Quiche.

I have made a... quiche.

A quiche?