Gene Hunt: [Jackanory theme tune plays on TV, programme starts with Gene Hunt reading the story] Alex And The 'Orrible Awful 'Eadache. You'd better be sitting comfortably or there'll be tears. Alex Drake loved brains. She loved the way they controlled your arms and legs. Made you hungry and thirsty. She loved that these balls of wrinkly sponge could be filled with all our dreams, hopes and fears.
Alex Drake: [Walks over to the TV] This is fantastic. Bloody brilliant. Thank you, Guv. Another childhood memory ruined.
Gene Hunt: [Looks off camera] Is there going to be some flaming action in this?
[Continues the story]
Gene Hunt: Ever since she was a kid Alex had wanted to study brains...
Alex Drake: Willie Rushton. Kenneth Williams... I loved Kenneth Williams, could have been anyone.
Gene Hunt: [Looks directly into the camera] Shut your gob! Or I'll come round your houses and stamp on all your toys.
Gene Hunt: [Continues the story] When Alex grew up she became a policewoman...
Alex Drake: Police *Officer*.
Gene Hunt: ...or Plonk, as her friends cheerfully called her...
Gene Hunt: [Continues the story] And then one day, Alex met Pete. Alex and Pete fell in love, and they had a daughter, Molly...
[Looks off camera]
Gene Hunt: You know, I'm going to chuck if this lot carries on.
[Continues the story]
Gene Hunt: And Alex was, of course, a brilliant mum...
Alex Drake: Was I, though?
Gene Hunt: Until the 'eadache. The 'orrible awful 'eadache.
Doctor: [Picture of surgeon on TV] Alex, this is Samuel Gerard, I'm your surgeon.
Alex Drake: Surgeon? That's good, that's very good.
Doctor: We've managed to stop the bleeding in your brain, but there's an infection. A rather nasty infection. Now, I need you to listen, Alex, because I know your periphery senses are returning. We're administering these super-antibiotics. And they're very strong. Fifty ml is the limit, ok? So you've got to fight this infection. Show us how strong you are.
Alex Drake: Then what?
Doctor: It's kill or cure time, Alex. Fifty ml and it's over.
Martin Summers: I'm in the next room to you. We share nurses. I hear them talking. You've only said one word since you came to the hospital. Just the one. "Gene"
Alex Drake: No great surprise, is it?
Alex Drake: Chris?
Chris Skelton: I can't go back.
Alex Drake: Yes, you can, walk in with me. Come on.
Alex Drake: [Walks in and sees her desk covered with rose petals] What's this?
Shaz Granger: It was like that when we got in, Ma'am.
Chris Skelton: Maybe we should have some lunch today?
Shaz Granger: Yeah, if I'm not too busy.
Chris Skelton: Of course, yeah. Only if you're not too busy.
Shaz Granger: Because I need to phone my mum, about the flowers.
Chris Skelton: Flowers?
Chris Skelton: Is there much point now?
Shaz Granger: You okay? You look drawn.
Alex Drake: Yeah, I've got a bit of a headache, Shaz.
Shaz Granger: I'll get you something.
Alex Drake: Thanks. 1981. I came back to 1981 for a specific reason, to see my parents, right?
Shaz Granger: Okay.
Alex Drake: And he came back to '82 because this year is important to him. Why?
Gene Hunt: Right, shake a leg, you lot. It appears that every snout and grass in town has gone to ground. Something big is about to happen and I want my team ahead of the game.
Gene Hunt: In my office, Lady Bols.
[Shuts the door]
Gene Hunt: This is DCI John Carnegie, Fenchurch West.
DCI Carnegie: You all right? You look sick.
Alex Drake: Yeah, I'm fine.
Gene Hunt: She's just seen a man's tackle turned into a fish supper.
Alex Drake: It's an infection.
Gene Hunt: Small dose of the clap? Or the full round of applause?
Alex Drake: Yeah, it's third stage VD, Guv. I'm an aggressively promiscuous nymphomaniac, you know that.
DCI Carnegie: Good for you.
Alex Drake: I have to stop this infection. Time's running out for me, Guv.
Gene Hunt: Yeah, and time's running out for moi.
Alex Drake: That's French.
Gene Hunt: Sorry. I'm under pressure.
Gene Hunt: You talk to me, Alex. If I mean anything to you at all...
Alex Drake: I'm from the future. I was shot. And I woke up here, with you. Just like Sam Tyler, only this is *my* reality. And I'm fighting not to die, because if I die I will never get home. And it's insane, but there it is. And I trust you, which is why I'm telling you the truth. Guv?
Gene Hunt: I ask for the truth and you piss in my face?
DS Ray Carling: Sulk over then?
Chris Skelton: As long as this shit stops now.
DS Ray Carling: Fair enough.
Alex Drake: Chris made a real breakthrough today on Operation Rose. Quite frankly, he was brilliant.
Gene Hunt: [Talking to Alex] First Sam Tyler, now you. Why do I always attract the liars and the weirdoes?
Gene Hunt: I really thought you and me... I thought we were the ones, we had a connection.
Alex Drake: We do.
Gene Hunt: You can't tell me the truth.
Alex Drake: I did. I know you can't possibly comprehend it, but I did.
Gene Hunt: You know, it's just struck me how truly cold you are, Drake. You told me once, you had a daughter. But you don't phone her. You never talk about her. Never try and see her...
Alex Drake: [Slaps his face, storms out the room]
Gene Hunt: I'm doing this without you. And you dare to get in my way, I swear to God I will kill you!
Gene Hunt: What are the bricks doing? Somebody talk to me, what are the bloody bricks doing?
DS Ray Carling: Hang on, Guv, they're getting redirected. Bullion van's on its way. They're taking the van on the back streets. Drake was right. It's King Douglas Lane.
Martin Summers: I messed up. I'm sorry.
Gene Hunt: Are you?
Martin Summers: Yeah, I'm scared.
Gene Hunt: Do you remember a young copper ready to put the world to rights? Spick and span, very proud. Do you remember?
Martin Summers: Yes.
Gene Hunt: Hold onto that thought, it's a good'un.
Gene Hunt: [Carnegie pulls a gun, Gene knocks him down with the Quattro] Carnegie, you've just been Quattroed!
DS Ray Carling: Guv, we got this name from Tiny Tim's place.
Gene Hunt: King Dong Job?
DS Ray Carling: Yeah, King Dong. You know? Coloured porn star with a big massive... Black porn star with the massive... Oh, he's a chocolate lad with a great whopping knob.
Alex Drake: Could this be code?
Gene Hunt: Either that or our bent coppers are making a bluey starring Daley Thompson.
DS Ray Carling: I would pay good money to see that.
Alex Drake: You know what, so would I.
Gene Hunt: You couple of pervs.