DR SWABY   You’re going to have to think. You’re going to have to think of a way of getting him out.

ALLARDYCE   Why?

DR SWABY   (sweetly) I don’t like him.

EXT. SUTCLIFFS’ FARMYARD. AFTERNOON.

Squatting by the bucket as the mincer riddles into it, Preston looks up as Gilbert arrives in the yard.

PRESTON   Who’s this?

SUTCLIFF   Her foot feller.
They watch Gilbert dismount.
Go fetch that lame bugger.
As Preston goes off, Sutcliff watches Gilbert go into the house.

INT. SUTCLIFFS’ KITCHEN. AFTERNOON.

Close-up of big hands with a small knife, paring some skin on a foot.

GILBERT   (to himself) Touch of tinea pedis here.
Mrs Sutcliff looks.
Athlete’s foot.

MRS SUTCLIFF   Oh, do women get that?

GILBERT   Nothing to worry about.

MRS SUTCLIFF   I hear you were there when the Gestapo arrived.

GILBERT   Gestapo?

MR SUTCLIFF   (having come up silently behind Gilbert) Wormold.
Mrs Sutcliff cries out in pain as Gilbert jumps.

GILBERT   Sorry. He made me jump.

MRS SUTCLIFF   You made him jump, you great puzzock.

SUTCLIFF   Have you got a minute?
Gilbert looks a bit askance but Sutcliff jerks his head authoritatively so he gets up.

MRS SUTCLIFF   He’s not done me yet. Bernard. Bernard. Bloody hell!

INT./EXT. LONG SHED/SUTCLIFFS’ FARMYARD. AFTERNOON.

Gilbert, Sutcliff and Preston are in one of the stalls in the shed. In the other stalls, pigs are standing up, watching. Preston and Sutcliff are trying to corner the pig for Gilbert. In the struggle Gilbert gets very mucky. Eventually they corner Betty and hold her while Gilbert looks at her poorly foot.

GILBERT   (holding up a nail) Here’s the culprit.
He shows it to the pig, which nuzzles him gratefully. A telephone is heard ringing.

EXT. SUTCLIFFS FARMYARD. AFTERNOON.

Suddenly Mrs Sutcliff runs out of the farmhouse, one shoe on, one shoe off, and runs across to the long shed.

We hold on the farmyard as Gilbert is hurried out of the long shed and into the farmhouse by Mrs Sutcliff. Once Gilbert is out of the way, Sutcliff and Preston come out of the long shed with the pig, herd it towards and into a dog kennel, and shove a board over the opening. A moment later, Wormold’s black car noses into the yard.

INT. SUTCLIFFS’ KITCHEN. AFTERNOON.

Mrs Sutcliff rushes out of the pantry with a bowl of eggs. Putting them in a coal scuttle she then gets out a leg of ham which she puts behind a cushion. Gilbert, trying to clean his trousers, is a bit unsettled by all this. Finished, Mrs Sutcliff sits down for Gilbert to go on with her feet.

GILBERT   They’re only old trousers.

MRS SUTCLIFF   Act normally.

GILBERT   I think you’ve trod in something.
Sighing at his fussing, she goes over to the sink and hoiks her leg up into the sink and runs the tap over her bare foot. Through the window she sees Wormold getting out of his car.