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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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 In God's name, man, I'm not asking much!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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I'm asking you to delay the enquiry until we get back from Blackpool. It's only two weeks!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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I've been in your office, Ronnie. I've seen your workload.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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You've got cases piled on your desk - frauds, rapes, robberies.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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You should welcome an opportunity to get some of that cleared up.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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So do I - it were me that wanted you called in, remember?
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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But poking around in Blackpool during the Trades Union Conference? It's not on!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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We're talking about 300 bloody votes, and what were my majority? 2,300!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Ronnie, we're on the brink of another strike, and you want to divert attention to a so-called election fix!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Is that what you want?
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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What are you trying to do, Ronnie? Discredit the union? Don't you think there's enough people want to do that?
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Stop playing by the rules, Ronnie. They don't cover this contingency.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Right. Are we agreed, then?
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Can we have a show of hands, then, brothers?
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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You chose a good one there, Harold. He's stubborn, but he's OK.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Not some clown trying to get himself on "News at Ten."
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Got a tough time ahead of me over the next two weeks.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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I'm not looking forward to it. See you when I get back.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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I will!
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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I only heard news when I reached conference. I came straight away.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Well as you know, I lost a son down the pit at 20.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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Well, I'll be sad to see him go.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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It's a difficult thing, investigating a union...
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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..but Ronnie has a certain tact - a rare quality in a Yorkshireman.
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One: Compassionate Leave
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GODBOLT
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So, who's going to replace him?
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Two: Into The Shadows
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GODBOLT
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[V.O. ON TAPE] I'm not going to be able to open my mouth without some journalist ramming this fraud down It.
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Two: Into The Shadows
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GODBOLT
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[V.O. ON TAPE] Let alone give evidence on your behalf before some parliamentary sub-committee. So, at the present situation, I'm no bloody use to you.
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Three: Burden Of Proof
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GODBOLT
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[V.O. ON TV] Yes.
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Three: Burden Of Proof
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GODBOLT
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[V.O. ON TV] Yes.
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Three: Burden Of Proof
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GODBOLT
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[V.O. ON TV] Must be some evil purpose behind it. It's not that such things are motiveless of course, there were a motive, it's just that mistakes sometimes happen.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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[V.O.] It's not that such things are motiveless. Of course there were a motive. It's just that mistakes sometimes happen.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Hello.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Yes, the union isn't going to like this.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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I'll try not to.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Waiting to be called? Mind if I join you? All politics, isn't it? I suppose that's why they call it the mother of parliaments. A lot of people down here got Northmoor in their sights.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Why would they want to call you?
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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And can you?
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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It's the end of the road for me when this gets out.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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It started back in the '60s. The Ministry of Defence took over the mines, started building storage facilities, needed miners to maintain them, someone in the union to look after the miners. I were picked. I signed the Official Secrets Act, and that part of my job wasn't mentioned outside of the executive committee. Over the years, Northmoor became an underground city. Then came the defence cuts, changes in strategy. MOD didn't need Northmoor any more, so they leased it to Bennett. I were part of the deal. I suddenly found myself dealing with a nuclear waste plant.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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We had a national executive paranoid about nuclear power, and now we're wading knee-deep in the stuff.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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He needed me. He knew he'd never get another leader so compromised.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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How could I?
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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All this waiting gets to you.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Just about.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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I don't remember, Ronnie. I were half-pissed...
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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I can't remember.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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No. It weren't McCroon, it were the people who paid him. They made the mistake.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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You know damned well who they are, Ronnie.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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They knew someone had led the GAIA team under the Northmoor defences. They asked me to make a list of possible leaders. As an old caver, your name were there. Someone who knew the shafts and vents of the old pits. Someone whom Emma could persuade. And they thought it were you.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Yes, you.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Like they always do. It were me.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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Yes, I took them down there. I hadn't completely sold out.
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Four: Breakthrough
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GODBOLT
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You're a police officer.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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It's an old map of the mine painted on linen. Nearly 100 years old, but accurate to an inch.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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All the way from here.... to there. Ten miles. I suppose you would've preferred a computer printout.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Down!
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Right. This is where it begins.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Eight hundred feet, then we hit water.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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There is a gallery 60 feet down. That's our way in.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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When I were a kid, we called it the Tonsils. Now it's Deep Throat.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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They all did.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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She made it.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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They're dumping water.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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No. They're expecting us.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Odd, isn't it? How you can be close to someone for years and till don't know what's going on inside their heads?
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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You should know, Mr Jedburgh. You've made a profession out of it.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Hold it.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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There's a 200 foot drop.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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They call it the Cathedral. Hand-drilled by miners who had to buy their own candles.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Victorian values, Mr Craven.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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In the next cavern, that's where I leave you. At the bottom is a ventilator shaft. Beyond that, Northmoor.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Good luck. I hope you make it.
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Five: Northmoor
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GODBOLT
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Craven. Watch that big lad.
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