"Remind me never to bare my soul to you again, Sergeant."
LYNLEY: When I come face-to-face with one of these men, I feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction that I can do something. Shut them down. Keep them from inflicting such misery on anyone else ever again.
HAVERS: Is that why you joined the force, sir?
LYNLEY: What other reason is there?
HAVERS: A few of the lads back at the Yard were convinced you had a thing for women in uniform.
LYNLEY: Remind me never to bare my soul to you again, Sergeant.
I was rewatching the "Mystery!" version of Well-Schooled in Murder. Someday, this will be the basis of the 'seedy-underbelly of Hogwarts' HP/Inspector Lynley crossover fic I promised perpet_fic (in which I will use the phrase, "Harry Potter, man-whore"). I like what they did with it. Elizabeth George (the novelist) created this ginormous cast of characters, & instead of messing the storyline all to hell, like they did with Coyote Waits, Simon Block (the screenwriter) chose to condense a lot of the things that happen in the plot into a smaller number of characters. It works; the trudging, back-and-forth nature of the investigation, which works so well in the novel, wouldn't have held up in a film. Keeping the action mainly at Bredgar gives the story a sharpness well-suited to the screen. And, whoa for slashy! Chas & Brian? Definitely much with the Chas & Brian. And, of course, whatever happened to Corntel's beloved Hugh? That's what I want to know.
Well, that & whether anybody else thought J.D. & the janitor were having mad clown sex. Oh, wait. That's really disgusting. Forget I said that, please.