Dead Man’s Chest, S2E3 Recap - Set 2
Phryne seems to take note of Hilly McNaster’s revelation as Jack shares the tide schedule with her over lunch.
They sneak out in the middle of the night to have a look-see at the pier but Phryne gives her position away:
Jack: What took you so long?
Phryne: I was as quiet as a mouse.
Jack: A mouse who wears French perfume.
Phryne: I’ll wear less next time.
The Inspector pulls a face at the double entendre. Right? Right? He of the honorable and upright behavior society? NO! HE DOESN’T!
It was a true delight that Jack acted like a man (and not like a police officer) as he envisioned her veiled promise, a slow, sexy smile drifting across his face.
Phryne discovers that Mrs. McNaster enjoys a nip or ten, despite her allegiance to the Temperance Union. And Jack leans across the credenza. God, does he lean. I’m gonna need a minute…
OK! More soldier/man issues as Dot arrives on the scene and Hugh wants to be momentarily excused from his duties to spend a moment with her.
Collins: Dottie! Ah, would you excuse me, please, sir?
Jack: Ah, go on.
Phryne: Look over here, Jack.
Jack: Constable Collins is on duty.
Phryne: Then you can blame Dot.
Oh, sure. Blame the woman. Adam and Eve. Antony and Cleopatra. Here we go again. Phryne was being sarcastic of course and, Jack gives her an enigmatic look - which I interpret as Jack realizing that Phryne knows she is tempting him and that he is tempted.
We get the adorable chips under the pier scene and one of my all time favorite sayings, “Set the cat amongst the pigeons.” They take Finlay Ellis in for questioning and all the detectives lean on the desk, LOL. Ellis tossed a dagger into the deep before his arrest and Phryne now suspects it’s the murder weapon.
Cue: Boys in Bathers. Take a moment, dears, to appreciate all the goodness Jack Robinson hides under that three piece suit…
Need to do the ALS ice bucket challenge to cool down? Yes, me too. So does Phryne, who cannot help but notice the very real, half-naked, flesh and blood man that is her Inspector. Hugh looks pretty good, too - or so say’s Dot’s expression as she towels him off.
Phryne figures it all out, natch, and gets herself into a spot of bother. She has the situation in hand as Jack comes to her (unecessary) rescue, yelling for her by first name. Aunt P. shows her mettle by standing by Hilly and I can only hope (based on spoilers for the end of S2) that in Season 3, we get more of this Prudence Stanley.
At the close, Phryne is interested to learn more about the man and she is not disappointed:
Phryne: So, tell me, Jack. Where did you collect your coins? Amongst the ruins of ancient Greece, or deep in the jungles of Patagonia?
Jack: I inherited my collection from Uncle Ted and sold it at the age of 12, so I could buy my first bicycle.
Phryne: Now that’s an adventure.
Jack: It was. It was. I rode further than I’d ever ridden before, through the uncharted wilds of North Richmond.
Phryne: Where even Captain Flint didn’t dare tread.
Jack (in pirate voice): And the pirate girls of Collingwood ruled the waves.
Phryne: To pirates, adventurers and boys on bicycles.
The rare smile on Jack’s face says it all.
Besides setting the stage for a lovely anecdote about Jack’s youth and giving him a reason to do a pirate voice, there are several tie-ins that crop up:
The bicycle tie-in to Nathan Page’s own story is a fitting tribute. We get a taste again in ‘Framed for Murder’ when he tells Phryne his childhood dream was to ride the Tour de France - but then the war came.
The reference to pirate girls of Collingwood is a very big deal because in a just a few episodes, in ‘Marked for Murder’ we understand that Phryne is from Collingwood and Jack specifically refers to her as a “Collingwood Girl” to his “Abbotsford Man.”