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Heartbeat, why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a love kiss stay in my memory?

intend to go on with their work... I'm going to be late.

I'll have that, thank you. That's mine.

See you later.

Hey!

See you.

Bye.

Kate? Yeah? What did I do with that list?

I've got seven paint dippings to check this morning.

You've filed it.

Thank you.

See you lunchtime.

No, you won't.

Sally's coming up from York, remember?

Well, if I don't see her, give her my love.

Where's my toast?

See you.

Come on, Ventus, you can move faster than that. I want this place smartened

He'll never find anything again.

Inspector Crosby's not catching me out. He could be here any minute.

What makes you so certain, sir? Because I know the way his mind works, Bellamy.

And we can't have him thinking standards have dropped since he was a wet -behind

-the -ears constable like you.

Ship and boat.

Another unique monument.

Others are jotting down notes.

Everybody's in despair.

Every girl and boy.

But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, everybody's going to jump for joy.

Come on.

Hello. Are you looking for Nick?

Constable Rowan. That's right. He's sheep -dipping.

I'm Kate Rowan.

Alistair Crossley.

Well, it's certainly an unusual police house.

I'm between surgeries. I think that's the phrase.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course. The needs of the patient come first.

I'll catch up with your husband in Ashfordly, I'm sure.

Yes, you probably will.

And if I am ever taking Ellen Aidensfield, I'm sure I couldn't be in

hands.

Hello, Mrs Bannerman.

I'll leave you to it, then.

Bye -bye.

Right, Mr Haswell, come on through.

So where is he, then?

Perhaps he's not coming.

He'll come.

And for ten things right, he'll find eleven things wrong.

I know him.

I appreciate that things are done differently out in the stick, Sergeant.

But charming as Kate Rowan might be, I do not expect to walk into a north

-riding police house and find the equivalent of a refugee camp.

Rowan assures me it's only temporary, sir. The police house at Aidensfield is

not available for its proper use.

It's a melting pot for every German virus in the neighbourhood, and it's

used to run a business.

That's strictly forbidden.

Well, Mrs Rowan is the local doctor, sir.

A business is a business.

When I was a constable, you didn't treat the rule book in quite such a cavalier

fashion, did you, Sergeant?

I'll speak to Rowan, sir.

Ashfordly is now under direct command from subdivisional headquarters in

Sergeant. So if a shake -up is needed, then a shake -up there will be.

You're cheerful this morning? I said you're cheerful this morning?

We can work it out.

We can work it out.

Think you want to... That'll be for me!

Hayden's Field Arms.

Hang on.

Hello?

Yeah, Brian!

You do?

Oh, brilliant, man!

Yeah, yeah, I can do Sunday.

Great. Tra, tra.

Well? Well, he said he'd phone today and he did.

Huh? Brian!

With the club in Whitby. He came in last week, said he had a great voice.

Oh, him.

I don't know, is it, where your voice is? He wants me to sing in his club on

Sunday. I told you he was serious.

Look, you can't just go and... I mean, there's more to singing than just

singing.

He's only after one thing, you know.

Oh, thanks a bunch.

Mobility is the key to policing now.

That means the end of old -fashioned beat -pounding and the introduction of

up -to -date car patrol system.

So, you're Constable Rowan, I take it. A pity you couldn't be here earlier.

Sir?

Inspector Crosley will be supervising the station. Rowan, from a new... From

on, Ashfordly comes under direct command from Subdivisional Headquarters in

Whitby.

Sergeant Blaketon's been trying to get you on the radio, Rowan.

It's a big sheep -dipping day. For scab.

Up on the moors. I was out of range. Always a good excuse.

No, sir. New equipment should soon sort that out. We can put a man into space,

after all.

Anyway, the Chief Constable has decided it's time the command structure was

brought up to date.

So I shall always be paying my visits at short notice, if any.

I think that's the best way to find out what's really going on.

Now, the changes in the towns will be mirrored in the countryside, too.

Sergeant Blaketon has maps of the larger areas to be patrolled by rural

officers.

Your area, Rowan, will now stretch to the outskirts of Whitby.

That's all for now, thank you. Men, Sergeant Blaketon?

Thank you, sir.

Men.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, by the way, there won't be any passengers on my division.

Rowan.

I called in at Aidensfield this morning and was rather surprised to find myself

in the middle of a doctor's surgery.

It can get a bit chaotic.

That's putting it mildly. Now, I expect you to sort it out. And first... Yes,

sir? You wouldn't have got away with that in the Met, Rowan.

Don't think you will here.

No, sir.

That's all.

There's our Mr.

Greengrass.

It doesn't look like he's hitting on a small fortune.

I've got a nose for these things.

You're his fool.

I don't mind charging you what's been spilled on the forecourt if you're not

satisfied.

That's four and six.

Don't say you've left your money at home again.

I'll be back.

An old furniture.

Looks like rubbish.

Maybe antiques.

Greengrass will be a mattress merchant.

There'll be wads of money all over the place.

Open invitation.

You can't just walk in.

Who's to stop us?

What did I tell you?

Hi! I'm not late, am I? Not a bit.

Take me away from all this.

Which way is the local?

Oh, not there. Let's go somewhere different.

We're still looking for a house.

Nick needs a bit of pushing, but I'm up for that.

So what's your news?

I've decided to take the plunge. I'm leaving the hospital.

General practice?

Where? Still in York.

Full practice is pooling resources.

We're moving into a brand new health centre.

New equipment, our own X -ray.

Lucky thing.

Proper facilities for clinics, a pharmacy, you name it.

And you're here to gloat.

Sounds terrific.

Here's to it.

How committed are you to Aidensfield?

Eh?

I always thought you came back as much because you were bloody -minded as

anything. Showed them you could take on a country practice.

Oh, come on, Sal. There was more to it than that.

It's what we both wanted.

Now you've proved it. What next?

A house with enough room for a surgery.

Seriously, Kate.

My partners in York want another GP.

A woman.

I'm not looking for a job.

We were talking about you the other night.

I'd like you to join.

Yes, well, I'm very flattered, but I've hardly established myself in Adenfield.

Do you remember how we used to sit up till four in the morning, planning how

we'd bring general practice out of the Dark Ages?

Just the two of us.

I remember the hangovers.

They're serious about offering you the job.

Sally, I'm not even thinking about moving.

It's my turn.

I said it was temporary, Sarge. Doesn't sound very temporary to me, Rowan. Nor

to Inspector Crosley.

Well? Greengrass on the phone for Nick.

Greengrass. Well, I suppose we should be grateful he didn't call into the police

house and drop off a dead rabbit while Inspector Crosley was there.

He says he's been burgled.

Oh, not...

Sort him out.

And Rowan, close the door.

Hello, Don Forrester.

Well, how would you feel if you had this hanging over you?

Are you going to come to court?

Of course I'll be there.

I mean, what's going to happen, Oscar?

Joan, I don't know what's going to happen.

The important thing is that Graham copes. If only you'd put a stop to this

I asked you to.

We're not helping him by rowing about it either, Joan.

Don't you shout at me.

Well, don't shout at me and tell me I'm shouting at you.

Well, you are.

Oh, forget it.

You've taken your time giving in, haven't you? They could be halfway to

by now.

Well, I'm hardly equipped for hot pursuit.

I sometimes wonder what you are equipped for.

If you'd just tell me what's been stolen.

As a matter of fact, note.

You said you'd been robbed. No, I didn't. I said I'd been burgled.

But they'd have had their lot if it hadn't been for Alfred, wouldn't they?

There were two of them, you say?

A man and a woman.

What sort of car?

A sort of green.

Or blue.

Dark or light?

Well, it was a sort of brownish.

Brownish blue?

Yeah.

Or green.

Make? I don't know. I was trying to stop myself being smashed a bit at the time,

wasn't I?

I don't suppose you got a look at the licence plate?

You don't half want your job doing for you.

It were a triumph.

Or a Newman.

Could we have a receipt, please?

Yeah, sure.

Do you want a receipt?

Three shillings.

I said I was sorry, Gina.

I only meant it wasn't just your voice he was interested in.

Charming, isn't it? For me own uncle.

I think you've got a lovely voice.

I'm not trying to stop you, Gina.

Good, because I'm a free agent.

I'm not still on probation now, you know.

It's what?

This is a citizen's arrest.

Mr Greengrass! Come back for another go, have you? You've got a nerve.

Oi, oi, oi. What's going on? The cavalry's arrived late, as usual.

arrest this man. He's completely mad.

I've been doing your job again, haven't I? These two are my flaming burglars.

Constable, we are inland revenue collectors investigating irregularities

Greengrass's tax. He's driven us off the road, threatened us and severely

damaged this car.

Inland revenue?

Even I've never thought of that one. Hang on a minute.

Inland revenue.

Inland Revenue is exactly who they are.

I do.

I like the look of this one.

Aiming a bit high, aren't we?

I asked for a selection.

It'll give us an idea of what places are going for.

Too much.

If that village hall doesn't work out, let's think about renting a shop or

something.

That Inspector Crossley wasn't joking.

And neither was Blaketon once he'd finished with him.

I'm surprised the Inspector was being difficult.

He was absolutely charming to me.

You sure Blaketon wasn't playing him up? Believe me, that Crossley comes fully

played up.

Let's sort something out.

Tea's up.

I'll take more than a cup of tea.

I've been having a talk with Mostyn.

And he says he can get a coach for Sunday.

Then we could all have a day in Whitby.

Then we could come and hear you sing.

You're doing better, Uncle George.

And I can't sail my yacht.

He'd taken everything I got.

All I've got's this sunny yacht.

Now,

Mr Greengrass.

You are not denying that the sale of land to the Ministry of Defence resulted

a profit of £25 ,000?

£25 ,000? Where do you get a fairy story like that from?

I have the MOD documents in front of me.

If we regard this money as income, you will pay income tax on the first £2 ,000

and third tax on the remaining £23 ,000.

If we regard it as capital gains, you will pay eight and three in the pound on

the whole sum.

I'm not really with you. There will be a bill for between ten and twelve

thousand pounds.

It's dead like robbery, is that?

There is also the question of interest on the unpaid tax.

Then there's the fact that you've paid no income tax since April 1953.

I know, but I've earned naught.

We believe you've earned money in various ways, Mr Greengrass.

Trapping and selling animals.

Rabbits, hares, fish, game.

I know, but that's poaching. I mean, you can't tax somebody for doing something

that's illegal.

I mean, it's not really right.

Tax is due on all income, even when acquired by nefarious means.

You can't get money out to a man who can't pay, can you?

We think you can.

The courts don't look very favourably on non -compliance.

Prison sentences are not uncommon.

Prison?

You may be wise to avail yourself of the services of an accountant, Mr

Greengrass.

We're going to be seeing a lot more of each other.

Good day.

Dr Rowan?

Kate, I got a message to ring you.

Yes, I got a letter from James Radcliffe this morning.

I hardly know the man.

Well, I might have mentioned you to him.

Obviously someone else you've been talking to.

I just said you might be looking for something.

I'm not looking for a job.

But he's not talking about a new job, Kate, just a slightly different one.

Well, Whitby's not that far for you, is it?

No.

No, I hadn't thought of it like that.

Yeah.

Right, I'll think again.

See you, Sally. Bye -bye.

What we need here is the truth.

It's not as simple as that, is it?

Mr. Bingrath, this is costing you money.

How much?

The trouble is, apart from the tax you'll pay in your wee windfall...

The unpaid income tax will be charged at a sum that you can't really argue with,

because you earned it, shall we say, not entirely within the law.

There are a lot of thieves.

I once advised a greengrocer who paid no tax at all in 25 years.

I told him that if he wasn't considering changing his name and getting on a boat

to Australia, that I'd work out what the inland revenue might accept.

As an offer.

It was going to be a tidy amount.

Anyway, he phoned me six weeks later, told me he no longer required my

Sounded a long way away.

He was somewhere in the Northern Territory.

Do you think they'll give us a discount for cash?

No, I reckon we've got it made.

Cos we've blatantly and accurately crossed this fella in Whitby and a

hundred square miles in between.

They'll never know where we are.

Word is, when Crosley was a constable, Blaketon used to give him our time.

And now he did Inspector.

Exactly.

And how his thumb went on in court today?

I don't know.

We didn't give him our time.

This income tax looks as if it's getting clawed down.

Serves him right.

Never pays his bills.

Should have been locked up years ago.

I think we ought to invite him to Whitby with us.

Might bring him out of himself.

If you want him, you ask him.

You and Kate come to Whitby?

Not there yet.

I might need police protection, you know.

You can have it any time you want, Gina.

Oh, come on, it's been ages since we had a day out.

I think it's a great idea.

I'd hate to miss Gina's debut.

I'd have put money on you saying we should be out looking for houses.

Oh, you should.

Your responsibility wins, though.

What are you up to?

Up to?

Yeah.

Oh, I see.

You only want to dare to be seaside if you have to twist my arm.

So twist my arm, then.

Anything else?

Yeah.

Hey, it's not my birthday, is it?

Come here.

All right.

You enjoying yourself, Claude?

Oh, yeah.

Something I've always wanted. A bus trip with a load of coppers.

Eh, sir?

We'll all meet at the Hazard Club at seven. Seven o 'clock at the club.

Let's go.

I thought we'd drive out somewhere and have a bite to eat, if that's what you

want.

It's a pity to waste a day like this.

Yeah, fine.

Oh, he could drive to the dale.

Not mine.

Can I have a change for half a crown, please?

Two takes, please.

Get us some food, will you, Jones? Aye.

The minute you walk in the joint... I could see you as a man of distinction.

A real big bender.

Good -looking. They wouldn't like to know what's going on in my mind.

Let me get right to the point.

Winning, Claude. I don't pop my cork for every man I see.

Hey, big bender.

Sit down.

Do you want me to try this on?

A little time with me.

Who's a good one, eh? Who's a good one?

Come on now, put your beard on.

Good time.

Good time.

Then we walked in the joint.

I could see you.

You've done it again.

You little dink.

Hey,

you've done it again.

Don't know something.

Never going to carry all that home, Claude. I'll do me best.

Get him out of here.

What? He's using that dog to fiddle. I don't know how, but every time that dog

goes near a machine, he wins a jackpot.

I've heard some stories.

Look, I want my money back.

You and that dog have got a system.

What are you talking about? I won this money fair and square, and I've got the

law on my side and all.

What sort of law is that, then? The North Riding Constabulary.

This lad happens to be a copper.

Hey, pull the other one. Go on, take the money.

Excuse me, I'm warning you that I am actually...

A police officer.

I am a police officer.

Poor George Phillips.

A few years now since we had an holiday together.

That was the lakes.

Do you remember?

It must have been about five.

I thought maybe we could do something this year.

It's not too late.

Perhaps we could think about...

Going abroad somewhere.

Graham.

The point about today is that... Well, you and me, we

spend some time together.

Talk to each other.

Well, don't just sit there and ignore me.

Look, Dad, I don't want to go away with you.

I'm too old.

It never was that great, that's why we stopped doing it.

Are you coming or not?

Look, Brenda, I've told you I don't want to, got it?

No, I want to go back to the hotel, John. Well, go back then.

I've been

thinking.

No, I'm not thinking.

It's a bad day out.

Now, listen, I've... I've been wondering whether... Oh, how nicely this

is going to go out.

Well, why don't you put a kiss me quick hat on first?

It's a sure cure for seriousness.

I knew this doctor once. Oh, shut up.

Her very words.

Hey.

You're making a good job of that.

I know.

The lovely castle.

It's not finished yet. It's going to be this big.

It's almost big enough to live in.

Don't be silly.

I go to work every day.

All right.

Bye -bye. Bye.

Nick, before we commit ourselves to a house we can't really afford, we've got

decide if we're doing the right thing.

Me with the practice and you and your job.

We've got to take all that into account.

To make sure that staying in Aidensfield is what we should be doing.

I mean, Whitby isn't that far from us, is it?

Is it?

Yeah, I'm going for another swim. I've got some money for an ice cream.

Why didn't you tell me before?

There wasn't anything to tell until a couple of days ago.

Not even then, exactly.

So what is this job?

It's not a job.

It's amalgamating practices.

A version of the group practice Sally's going into in York.

I don't want to work in the city, Kate.

We wouldn't have to live in the city.

I don't feel I'm doing the job I should be doing in Aidensfield.

I need to be a doctor now.

And that means having the same results as everyone else.

And that means amalgamation.

Group practice.

We can't finance anything on that scale.

Let me stop directly at the time.

He's got the biggest practice in Whitby.

But he can't handle it all on his own just now.

So it's come at an ideal time for both of us.

So we don't move to York, but we do move to Whitby.

I haven't made any decision yet.

I haven't even answered his letter.

I thought I'd talk to my husband first.

Hey.

We've both got careers. We can't expect either of them to stay the same forever.

Have you seen my daddy?

No, I haven't.

Have you lost him?

Yeah. And where's your mummy?

She went back to lie down.

She does that when they shout at each other.

What's your name?

Jenny. Well, why don't we try and find him, eh?

Won't he be by your side, Carson? He's gone now.

I've looked for him everywhere.

Well, don't worry. We'll find him.

Hey, Jenny!

What are you up to?

I want to look.

When you just dropped me a bit, did you just drop me a bit? No.

Excuse me.

We might see Debbie.

Go on, let her have a look.

All right.

What's wrong?

Someone in trouble. Look after the little girl.

Excuse me, I need you.

There's a man drowning.

Thank you, Daddy.

There's nothing else you could have done, Rowan.

I don't suppose you're meant to leave the little girl for more than a few

minutes.

But it's deceptive when you're out there.

You shouldn't have swum out so far.

I know you did your best.

I've had enough of this. Where are you going?

Get some fresh air.

Now listen, you can come with me, you can stop here, or you can walk back

Please yourself.

It's not time to make a change.

Just relax, take it easy.

You're still young, that's your fault.

There's so much you have to know.

I was once like you are now.

And I know that it's not easy to be calm when you found

something going on.

Well, you could be bitter.

Yeah.

Well, I'm glad you came up. Thanks.

Look at this view.

Well, sit down.

Your mother and me came here when we were courting.

I loved your mother very much, you know.

And she felt the same about me, then.

Yeah, that's history.

Aye.

My history, hers, yours.

Had to do with me.

I don't know why you're bothering.

I'm a failure, right?

School, mum, you.

And now Sergeant Blayton's son's been in court.

When your mother and me started off, we thought it would all be like this.

And when things weren't right...

We just pretended they would come right by themselves.

And when they didn't, and the years went by, it was too

late.

We didn't know each other anymore.

Was that my fault?

No.

It was our fault.

I let her down, we let each other down.

But most of all, we let you down.

And there's nothing I can do about that.

Except say I'm sorry.

You know, I wasn't born with Sergeant Stripes on.

Whatever your mother might say.

I know, Dad.

We can work it out and get it straight or say goodnight.

We can work it out.

We can work it out.

Great.

I've got this for Alfred.

All right. Bad swap.

All right. Hey, Phil, don't

worry about it. We won't say anything.

Just hope they don't identify me. All right.

Mum's the word, eh? Aye.

All right. It'll be right.

I hope so.

Try to see it my way.

One time we'll tell if I am right or I am wrong.

While you see it your way, there's a chance that we might fall apart before

long. We can work it out.

We can work it out.

Life is very short and there's no time.

We'll tell if I am right or I am wrong.

Why is it your way?

There's a chance that we might fall apart before too long.

We can work it out.

Mentions you.

And there's another piece.

The journalist seems to think it humorous about a brawl in an amusement

started by a large, fat man with a smelly lurcher

who appeared to be using the dog to fiddle one -armed bandits.

Unlikely. The owner took exception and a disturbance ensued.

Lurcher and Oner disappeared with two accomplices, one of whom claimed to be a

constable in the North Riding Constabulary, unlikely in the extreme.

I don't know any constables who are capable of aiding and abetting a dog.

Do you, Bellamy?

Good morning.

Ready for inspection, Sergeant Blaketon? Ready and waiting, sir.

Now, before we start...

Presumably you've heard what happened in Whitby from Rowan.

Very sad, sir.

There's also a scurrilous article in the newspaper about a fracas in an

amusement arcade.

Fracas, sir? A man who claimed to be a police officer.

Really, sir?

I assume no -one else was in Whitby yesterday afternoon.

Well, I certainly wasn't, sir.

Shall we start with the paperwork?

Perhaps we should start with the custody record, Sergeant.

Right. This way.

Bellamy.

Cup of tea for the inspector.

Yes, Sarge.

When are you going to see this Dr Radcliffe?

Wednesday.

If we ever felt Aidensfield wasn't right, there are other villages.

We wouldn't have to change what we want.

It's not going to be easy to leave, though, is it?

I promised you a lot of things, but I never said it would be easy.

You're right though.

It's beautiful.

Why does a love kiss stay in my memory?