Broadchurch2013

DI Alec Hardy:
[shouts from his office] Miller? [Leaving his office he walks over to Miller who remains seated at her desk] Reconstruction, Thursday night, one week on? Your boy Tom should do it.

DS Ellie Miller:
What? No I don't want him to.

DI Alec Hardy:
[Hardy interrupts] No. He's the best choice.

DS Ellie Miller:
Did you not hear what I just said? He's just lost his best friend. That could traumatize him for life.

DI Alec Hardy:
Well, maybe he should be allowed to decide.

DS Ellie Miller:
No... I'm his mum... I decide!

DI Alec Hardy:
Oh, so your commitment to this investigation stops outside these doors?

DS Ellie Miller:
With respect sir, move away from me now, or I will piss in a cup and throw it at you!

DI Alec Hardy:
[ignores comment] Talk to... [struggles to remember a name] [Miller looks at Hardy with disgust]

DI Alec Hardy:
What's your husbands name? Joe? Talk to him about it, and Tom.

DS Ellie Miller:
[Miller digresses] You're invited to dinner.

DI Alec Hardy:
[Hardy looks confused] What?

DS Ellie Miller:
Pick a night

DI Alec Hardy:
In your house, why?

DS Ellie Miller:
Do you know many people here?

DI Alec Hardy:
No.

DS Ellie Miller:
Are you living off hotel food?

DI Alec Hardy:
It's not a good idea.

DS Ellie Miller:
Please don't be an arsehole about it. Believe me, I don't really wanna do it either, but it's what people do.

DI Alec Hardy:
Is it?

DS Ellie Miller:
[Raises her voice] Yes! They have their bosses round. We don't have to talk about work.

DI Alec Hardy:
What do we talk about?

DS Ellie Miller:
I don't know, just say yes...

DI Alec Hardy:
[Hardy mumbles] Yeah.

DS Ellie Miller:
Thank you, bloody hell! [Hardy walks away and Millers attention returns to her computer as she insults him under her breath] Knob!