Glass & Roses (BBC Ghosts)

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S3E6: Part Of The Family.

"They're just watching the football." Lucille told the other ghosts who had been mildly concerned about all the yelling from the TV Room, especially since it was Pat and Julian and the latter was notorious for causing problems. The room let out a collective sigh of relief with some rolled eyes.

"Well, it's nearly time for my Murder, She Wrote." Fanny proclaimed, checking the time. 

"Murder, She Wrote." Lucille corrected her.

"Murder, She Wrote." 

"Uh, yeah, I-" Lucille waved a hand, knowing Fanny would continue to pronounce it weirdly no matter what. "Well, since there's no actual issue here, I suppose there's nothing to worry about." 

"Quite right." Captain agreed, twisting his swagger stick.

"Oh, Alison did want me to tell you all that she was going out with Lucy during our Improv Club." Kitty let out a loud groan. "Yes, I'm not very keen on her either Kitty but Alison seems taken with the idea of getting to know her despite having no concrete proof of her identity."

"I thought Alison had sworn us from talking about Lucy like so." Thomas pointed up.

"Pep, pep, pep." Lucille waved a hand at the poet. "What Alison doesn't know won't harm her, and we're quite able to dislike someone." 

"Well, I do not wish to upset fair Alison should she happen to hear us." Thomas stood from his seat and walked out of the room, attracted to the sound of Alison talking to Mike.

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"We're going to be stuck here forever and I just think I'll go mad." Kitty proclaimed.

"Now, steady on. Steady. We must not lose our morale. At least we have each other." Captain told her.

"Yes, Gerald."

"And there must be some way off this island, Beatrice." He shot his eyes over to Pat nervously, who gestured for them to continue. "We need a boat!"

"We could cut down this tree." The two grunted as they swung at the 'tree' with axes.

"Ah, that's done it!" Captain made a kicking motion. "Here she goes. Timber! And we can fashion it into a canoe." He made a 'tong' noise as he pretended to carve the the tree with his swagger stick. "There we go. In you get, Beatrice. Aye! Okay." The two paddled across the room, before stopping.

"I see home!" Kitty announced.

"Ah, land ahoy!"

"And scene!" Pat clapped loudly, getting to his feet. The other ghosts joined in, Lucille shooting the pair a thumbs up before she did. "Lovely. Lovely stuff. You got stuck on an island and you found a way off of it. Wonderful improvisation. Do I like that." He pointed in their direction, though was almost (definitely) pointing at Cap.

"Whose line is it anyway?"

"Right, who's next?" Kitty enthusiastically raised her arm. "No, let someone else have a turn."

"Oh, me!" Mary offered.

"Yes, Mary. And... where's Lady B?" Pat asked, looking around for the Edwardian woman.

"Well, uh, she's watching Murder, She Wrote." Captain said with a pointed look as he went to sit down.

"Is she, again?" 

"Yes, afraid so."

"Okay, Robin, would you like to, you know, give it a try?" Robin grumbled slightly, groaning as he stood up. "Okay, well, let's start with something simple... so how about the shopkeeper and the customer? Mary enters Robin's shop and... improvise."