Dead Man’s Chest, S2E3 Recap - Set 1
Miss Fisher’s in Queenscliff, folks. Grab your bathers and let’s hit the beach!
Lovely framing in this episode - lots of unique shots. The cap of the four ladies in the car really says all you need to know about each of them.
They’ve journeyed to Queenscliff for holiday and are staying with Aunt. P’s friend, Hilly McNaster and her son, the adventurer, Gerald McNaster. Of course, there’s a been a robbery, a murder and two missing persons.
We learn Jack collects [collected?] coins and he says something I found very interesting, “But if I’d collected a genuine Spanish doubloon, I wouldn’t be sitting behind this desk.” Can’t help but wonder what he would be doing.
Gerald McNaster struck me as a complete buffoon. I expect that was the intention - a guy who achieved incredible things but, is now washed up - and knows it. His attempted pick up lines to Phryne were laughable, “Do you like rocks?” I swear, I heard it in Forrest Gump’s voice and cringed.
Jane is coming into her womanhood in this episode - no longer a child, we learn that she is about to be sent abroad as a “rite of passage.” Her crush on the young domestic, Kip is suitably sweet. Mr. Butler is such a mensch, giving Kip his old uniform. I need a Mr. Butler in my life - we all do. Someone remind me why we don’t use parasols anymore? Aunt Prudence’s distaste runs the gambit: when Hilly asks her to come to a Temperence Union meeting, she pulls a face and says, “…Even I have my limits when it comes to the tambourine.” LOL.
Aunt Prudence wants Phryne to use her “Inspector friend” to help Gerald secure his lost coins, telling her, “He’s supposed to be a servant of the people, especially the right people.” Phryne defends him and informs Aunt P. that he’s actually, “a servant of the law.” But, she can’t resist.
Phryne’s voice while Jack pops the champagne cork is EVERYTHING: Shot outside of the McNaster’s house, all we hear is her heavy breathing and, “Jack! Shhh, Jack!” It sounds completely sexual and has absolutely nothing to do with sex except it does. (The writers are just toying with us at this point.) By the smile on his face, DI Jack is obviously delighted by the response. Sparks fly as Phryne and Jack share a drink, her knee and evidence on the chaise in her private room:
Jack, this is a temperance household. The sound of a popping cork could lead to my eviction.
More so than entertaining a man in your private parlour?
A man? I thought you were a police officer. I’ll try my best to be less entertaining.
But, is Phryne’s “A man?” a fair question? I would have said NO WAY a few weeks ago but now, after seeing more of Season 2, I’m not so sure. Even after all we’ve seen between them, perhaps Phryne believes he is simply doing his duty or the honorable thing by standing by her. She told him he had a heart as deep as the Pacific Ocean and he only told her he wanted another drink. Gah!! You two are killing me.*
Anyway, she flirts with him and he takes it on the cheek as usual, pulling faces and acting scandalized while secretly loving it.
Phryne: Luckily, I salvaged the treasure. I saved it for you.
So much subtext in that line - I can’t even.
Jack questions McNaster and it’s clear that he admires the man for his accomplishments - which is an interesting side of Jack to see. The Inspector and Miss Fisher revisit the pier and I’m in parasol heaven again as Phryne demonstrates her keen crime scene abilities that put a CSI unit to shame as she smells the blood and determines how long it’s been there.
One of my favorite scenes in the series so far is next and it doesn’t even concern Jack and Phryne - how can that be??!!? The pairing of frustrated Cec and a drunk Bert with an irritated Collins is MAGIC.
Bert: While the boss is away, the workers play? Not you, eh? Not you, Collins. Our Dottie wouldn’t put up with that.
Collins: I should lock him up for drunk and disorderly. [Bert passes out]
Cec: Could ya? Just for a bit?
Later, Collins adorably trusts Cec as he nonchalantly tosses the keys to the lock up and allows him to go down to the cells unescorted to retrieve a sobered up Bert - then gives Bert hell about the booze.
Phryne learns that Aunt P.’s friend is out of money and has been trading her possessions for groceries and we get to see both of them be empathetic. When Hilly McNaster joins them in the parlour, she asks of Phryne:
Hilly: Has your handsome friend managed to retrieve my son’s coin?
Phryne: My? Oh, the Inspector. Ah, I’m not sure, Mrs McNaster.
LOVE.THIS. Thank you, old friend of Aunt P. for sticking this little tidbit squarely in Phryne’s face where it cannot be ignored.
* More on my take of the Police Officer / Man thing here, if interested or haven’t read it: http://jeneenp.tumblr.com/post/92830647847/soldier-vs-man-jacks-antony-issues