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

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

Good penalty kick, that.

And lucky for us, it was your left leg that got clobbered, eh? That was no

penalty. It was a fair tackle. The linesman's a copper, so what do you

Hear that, Sarge?

That here says we're cheating.

Anyone who knows me knows I play strictly by the rules, and you were

ref didn't send you to an early bat.

You're all the same, you coppers. You're on your own rules.

I'm a loser, and I apologise to the Sarge. Steady on, little.

He's just a bad loser.

So when I came back home a year ago, I never expected to make the team, let

alone be captain of the winning team.

So anyway, let's get down to the real business of the evening. The next round

on the constabulary.

Thank you.

Do you want a drink?

I thought you'd never ask.

Excuse me, love.

Can we have a drink?

I'll have a baby Chantal.

And don't forget the cherry.

So, did you enjoy the match?

Hey, just because you're buying me a drink doesn't mean you'll put your dirty

grey paws all over me.

Poor old Phil's not having much luck tonight.

He's trying too hard.

Will you listen to the ex...

Oh, this is Ted.

I'm Neil. And who are you, lovely?

I'm Gina.

Get them, boy.

Dog.

Gina!

One from each team, eh? At least she's impartial.

The more admirers, the better, I see.

Come on, Sergeant Flayton, you haven't danced with me yet. It's time this party

was wound up.

Oh, hello, Mr. Forbes.

No, I can't come out at the moment.

I'm all by myself, you see. I'm holding the fort.

Well, I'll come out as soon as my relief arrives.

I'm looking my eyes in paperwork at the moment.

Hang on a minute. I can't just drop everything.

It's a good thing you're Connie, isn't it, Neil?

Well, what the eye doesn't see, eh?

Gina. Gina.

You coming or what?

Stop being a misery, Phil.

Right.

We're off now, Gina.

Do you want a lift?

I've got my card, haven't I?

All right.

Good night, then.

See you.

See you, Nick.

Well played, mate.

I think you missed your chance there.

You're right.

Tina. Try it, Phil.

Good.

Yeah, I like the tie.

Very tasteful.

Come on.

I hope the excesses of tonight won't lead to any laxity in the morning,

Eight. Sharp.

Yes, Sarge.

How do you put up with him?

Night. Night. Oh, well played, Norman.

See you next week.

Next week?

Yeah, training.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I'll be there.

Well, we might have won the cup, but the season's not over yet, you know.

Night.

Oh, no.

Hey! Stop it!

I'm sorry.

Get him off! Police!

Get him off!

Cassius, get up. Get up. Get him on for me to help you.

Come along now, time. All good people are in their beds.

Hey, he's making rude suggestions.

Come on, Gina.

Come on.

Let's get you home.

Oh, spoiled, spoiled Phil. I'm only having a bit of fun. Hang on.

Hang on.

Let me go.

Good night.

Good night.

Great last night. Great last night. Aye, so's your... Connie, so don't get any

silly ideas.

You mind your own business. Go on, Neil. Go on.

So

it

was a gang of men, was it, Mr Forbes?

Aye, to judge by its racket.

How many piglets went missing?

That's what we've got to find out, Mr Ventress.

We've got to count them.

You're the only guy that I need I'm baby, you know it

You

can make this bagger

Oh, God.

Alfred!

Shut up or you'll be beaten!

Shut up!

Alfred!

One, two, one, two.

I don't know, but it was definitely a girl. She were running down Whitby Road.

Well, you'd better come with me, Claude. Well, I can't, cos I've got to, what's

it, you know, do me ends up, cos the fox, you know how it is. You can't miss

though. It's right at the back end of Ashfordly Hall.

Right, I'll get dressed.

She went off in a state.

I'll go too, then.

Have you got your truck with you? Yeah.

You wouldn't want to be in that, though. My truck, it's... I've had all sorts in

it, you know. It stinks.

All right, then.

We'll take my car.

Nick, I'm coming too!

That's Gina's car.

Gina?

Oh, we must have slept.

We found a car abandoned on the bridge.

What's he doing on a bridge?

I don't know, George.

Gina?

Gina?

Gina, it's me, Kate.

Are you in there?

Nick's found your car on the bridge.

Are you all right?

Come on, Gina, open up. What's going on? George, let's leave Kate to it, shall

we?

Listen, they've gone downstairs.

So let me in.

There's a good girl.

Come on.

Chino, what happened?

I thought he was going to kill me, Kate.

Assault with intent.

It's a very serious charge, Lord.

I know, Sergeant.

So we have a maniac running around Aidensfield. I want you and Ventress out

there now trying to find him before he strikes again.

Yes, Sergeant. And put your uniform on.

Here's your phone, George.

What's that strange aroma?

Pig, Sarge.

Well, it makes a change from sheep.

Oh, hello, ma 'am.

Sorry to trouble you.

Hope I didn't get you out of bed.

No, not at all, Sergeant. I'm always on duty.

Yes, of course you had to call me.

Shall we come over to you, Mum?

No. No, take her to Ashfordly. In these cases, I like to see the girls on police

premises and keep her exactly as she is, no washing or changing of clothes.

I'll be there in half an hour.

Bye.

So, Gina, are you sure you can't give us a description?

You didn't recognise him, anything.

I can't remember.

Don't leave me, Kate.

Of course I won't.

Here's your court, love.

Sergeant Blaketon, couldn't you take the statement?

Well, I'm afraid not, Dr Rowan. It's rules and regulations.

Has to be a woman police officer.

I believe it's known as the gentle touch.

Al?

What? Well, this is stupid looking in the dark.

You might miss something.

What about a handbag?

Shall I take it?

Yeah, I should.

Oh, that's a nice tie.

Hey, Nick, I found something.

That's Phil's.

Phil's? Yeah.

What's it doing in Gina's car?

Inspector Murchison's arrived.

I just want to go home and have a bath.

And you'll be able to.

As soon as they've taken a statement.

They need to get the details down straight away while it's fresh in your

There's nothing in me mind. It's blank.

Look, Gina, I know it's hard.

But try to relax.

How can I? Stuck here in a police cell.

It's not a cell. Well, it feels like one. And I feel like a ruddy criminal.

Have you removed her clothing for forensic?

It was only an attempt, ma 'am.

The man was interrupted.

Nevertheless, we go through the motions, Sergeant. It will concentrate her mind

and make her realise what she's in for.

I do know her, ma 'am. Oh, come on, Sergeant.

You've been in this game long enough.

Sixty percent of girls who come running to us crying rape are lying.

Well, having spoken to her, ma 'am, I'm inclined to take her seriously.

Oh, I'm taking her seriously, Sergeant. Don't get me wrong.

But we'll do it by the book.

See if she cracks.

Look, Sergeant.

If this girl decides to name someone, that's a man's whole life ruined.

We have to be sure, so we start by being tough on the girl.

If you say so, ma 'am.

So what time did you arrive at the Mermaid Inn?

About seven. About seven.

Yeah. And you stayed until?

Eleven. Did you have anything to eat during the course of the evening?

No. And what were you drinking?

Baby sham.

In a bar made yourself together?

Yeah. And something of a pop singer?

There's nothing wrong with that, is there?

How many drinks did you have?

Three. I don't believe you. Come on, Miss Ward.

Four hours you were in that bar and you tell me you only had three baby shams?

Yes. I suggest you had a great many more than that. I never.

You went home in a drunken state, abandoned your car and didn't want to

anybody because you know that drink driving is an offence. So, you decided

make up lies about someone attacking you.

No, someone did attack me. He followed me when my car wouldn't start.

I was masked from anywhere on my own.

Oh, how convenient. No witnesses.

Yeah, well, the man in the car behind... If there ever was a man in the car

behind, you're making this all up because you're frightened of getting

trouble. Look, I was attacked.

He grabbed me.

ground and then there was this noise. What noise?

Well, a scream. There was this terrible scream.

Oh, so there's someone else being attacked now as well, yes?

I don't know.

Well, it frightened him off.

It's funny.

We've had no reports of anybody else being attacked, just you.

And no witness.

I don't believe this.

You're saying I made it all up because you think I was drunk? Is that what

you're saying?

Excuse me, Mum.

Could I have a word?

Ah, Dr Rowan, I'd like a full medical examination, please, and I'd like her

clothing handed in to forensic.

Just a minute.

That girl is in a state of shock.

I think it is quite wrong that you should treat her in such an aggressive

manner. The girl will be treated as idly fit, Dr Rowan.

That way we'll establish the truth. Sergeant!

Are you all right?

I knew it would be like this.

That's why I didn't want to report it in the first place.

In the girl's car?

Yes, ma 'am.

Obviously my men are not suggesting that PC Bellamy had anything to do with it.

Quite. Well, you'd better go round and see him, hadn't you?

I would just like to place on record that I know my men and PC Bellamy... Oh,

and the girl said that she heard screams in the woods nearby during the attack.

See if there's anything in it, will you?

Yes, ma 'am.

It's routine procedure.

I'm sorry.

Alf.

Jo.

Right. Why don't you sit up on the table?

You've got a nasty bruise coming up here.

All right, let's get this clear.

You can't describe the man and you say he didn't actually do anything to you

because he was frightened off by a screaming noise.

Yes. Well, we're checking into that if there has been another assault.

We'll know of it soon enough. In the meantime, regarding the attack on you,

we've only your word for it, so let's go through what you've told us so far.

You say you left the pub on your own.

No. I said drove off on my own.

I left the pub with Phil.

Phil Bellamy.

We talked in the car park for a bit and then I drove home on my own.

I'm sorry, could I ask you to wait outside, please?

Just for a moment.

I'll be in the corridor.

All right.

Let's stop fooling around, shall we, Gina?

Never mind the man following you or the screams in the woods which miraculously

saved you. What about PC Bellamy?

When I spoke to you before, you didn't tell us about P .C. Bellamy's

involvement, did you?

Of course we hadn't at that time found his tie in your car.

Sorry? His tie in your car.

There was never anybody following you, was there, Gina? There weren't any other

people in the woods.

The so -called attacker was in your car all the time and at your invitation.

P .C. Bellamy.

You spent the evening flirting with him and after closing time you invited him

for a drive in your car out into the country.

No, I didn't. Drive anywhere with him, I keep telling you. I suggest that you

then led him on and changed your mind. Isn't that what really happened, Gina?

No, he just sat with me in the car till the other bloke had gone. What other

bloke? A bloke in the pub.

So why did he take his tie off?

Because things were hotting up, was that it, Gina?

We've witnesses in that pub who say you were asking for it.

You were asking for it, weren't you, Gina?

Why don't you stop wasting our time and admit what really happened, and then we

can all go home!

Inspector Murchison, I have to point out yet again that this is not how victims

of a crime should be treated.

I'm trying to get to the truth, Dr Rowan, and these are tried and tested

Then it's time they were changed!

Terrible, Ed.

I can't take all this in.

I mean, I came straight home.

All right, Bellamy, just tell me this.

Where's that lurid tie you were wearing in the pub?

There's some more signs.

Is this it?

Yeah, I already found it.

It was found in Gina Ward's car, which she abandoned on the Aidensfield Road,

and where she says some bloke attacked her.

Me?

You think I attacked Gina?

No, of course we don't, Bill.

If it was in a

car...

It must have fallen out of my pocket when I sat with her.

Don't go on.

Everybody was having a go at me about it, so I took it off.

After closing time, Gina asked me to wait with her, make sure this other

didn't bother her in car park.

What other fella?

The one who was making all that fuss about that penalty kick, Sarge.

He... He'd been making a right pest of himself all evening. He'd been asking

if she wanted to take him for a drive in her car.

Things like that.

What was his name?

Um, Neil something.

Er, Gibson.

Neil Gibson.

Where does he live?

Whitby.

All right, Bellamy, get your comms on. I'll radio the inspector.

Tell her we've got a breakthrough.

No, I can't ask the girl, Sergeant Blaketon. She's been sent home on

orders. Send Rowan to Whitby now. We'll call Constable Little in to accompany

him. There's no time to be lost.

Bring Bellamy here. I want to talk to him. Ventra!

Yeah, I'm expecting the earth is in what it brought in. This is it.

All hours must speak to him here.

No, she told me to tell you that she's on her way from Ashfordly now and she

wants the interview conducted at Whitby Police Station.

Who is it?

Mr Gibson.

Please. What do you want?

Could you come down here a minute, please, sir?

What have you done this time, Neil? Nothing.

Do you know what time it is?

Mrs Gibson? Yes.

Can we come inside, please?

No, you flaming can't. I've got bands upstairs trying to sleep.

Well, we need to ask your husband a few questions.

Now, it might be less trouble if he came down the station with you. What is all

this? Questions about what?

What, you're queuing him up, for God's sake? We'll explain everything down at

the station.

You'll explain now, or I'm closing this door.

All right.

You're under suspicion for an attack on a young girl.

What? Yes, I raped Mr.

Gibson, so I suggest you come quietly. I'll have you for this. He's done

nothing. What have I done to you? Where are you trying to pinch me?

You're the scum of the earth, Gibson.

The scum of the earth.

Gina, let me call your mother.

No.

Just a quick call.

Uncle George, no!

Look, lad, you must be her dad.

You? I'd better talk a bit of sense into that daughter of yours, Mr Ward.

I mean, it'd be a great shame if your pub caught fire, wouldn't it? I mean, a

nice place like this.

But she's not my daughter. She's a lying... Gina!

Gina! Are you Gina Ward?

Yeah, I am. Who the hell are you? I'm Neil's wife. That's who I am. You're

cow! Get back in the van. I'll tell you something else.

He won't look twice at a little tart like you.

I'll tell you something as well.

If I mail him out of that nick in one hour, we are coming back, right?

That's it, Uncle George.

I've had enough. Come on, get inside, quick.

Your breakfast.

I asked four hours ago for a solicitor.

When we're ready, Gibson, when we're ready.

I saw you in that pub, Gibson.

Men like you make me sick.

Just going off duty, ma 'am. Giving our friend here his breakfast.

The girl won't be until later this morning, Mr Gibson. I'm afraid you'll

wait till then.

I'm dropping the charges.

You can't do that, Gina.

Look, I can, and I'm going to.

We've got a man at Whitby Police Station. All you have to do is identify

I'm sorry.

You can't just change your mind, Gina.

Everyone's involved. The CID, forensic, George.

I don't care, Nick.

We could get a conviction, Gina.

Oh, yeah.

And what will that involve, eh?

It'll be like last night, only worse, won't it?

People asking me questions, picking holes in my character, accusing me of

a liar.

People coming round here and threatening me, making me Uncle George ill.

Forget it, Nick, just forget it.

Are you ready?

Gina wants to drop the charges, Mum.

I knew it.

I knew she was lying.

We'll never know now whether Gibson's guilty or not.

If Gina Ward won't cooperate, no.

So the whole thing's just left up in the air?

Precisely. Without her, there's no police case.

It's marvellous, isn't it?

She keeps us up all night, she gets half a north -riding constabulary running

around the country like the Keystone Cop, then she chickens out.

And what about me?

What about you?

Where does that leave me, Sarge?

Bellamy, sit down.

I'd just like you to know that not for a single moment did any of us think it

was you. And if you think we did, you're even stupider than I thought you were.

Besides, she'd make mincemeat out of you. wouldn't she so

just get back to work and stop feeling sorry for yourself I'll not refer to

matter again

Prentice, what the heck do you think you're doing?

It's a pig book, Sarge. I've been up to Forbes' place again.

You should have washed it off at Forbes' place. I make my tea in there, and

there's a tap in the yard.

Use it.

We can't leave it like this, you know, Phil. No, we can't.

People are just going to remember my tea, you know. Karen, shut up. about

stupid time talking about Gina.

Now, if we do drop this case, then people are definitely going to think

making it up.

Gibson gets off scot -free.

And you're quite sure she won't change her mind?

Yeah.

The thing is, if it is Gibson, he's on the whippy patch.

Could always have a quiet word with Norman Little.

See if he could help.

How come we never get more than ten for training?

Not a bad turnout, considering.

It was a shame we had to let Gibson go, wasn't it? After all that hard work. So

near and yet so far.

Yeah, well, the thing is, Norman, I think we can still get him anyway

Gina. As if we can get some help from your end.

Still go far, this lad. Yeah, well, it's the principle of the thing, isn't it?

The man shouldn't get away with it. No, well, I'm not disagreeing with you.

It's just that Inspector Murchison reckons we've wasted enough time on this

it is.

So it'll just have to be unofficial, that's all.

Oh, she's a cracker, little pig.

Just what you wanted.

Large, white, nine weeks old, out of a prize sale.

Hey, she's got to be pedigree, mind. Oh, don't worry about that.

I'll fetch her papers when I bring her over.

Well, shall I come with you, then?

No, no, it's best if I go on my own, because he'll put the price up if he

it's you, you know what I mean?

By the way, he'll want cash, and it'll be seven quid.

I only wanted a bit of message.

It's not about swap.

No, look, don't worry, don't worry. I'll sort something out. But pigs like that

don't grow on trees, you know.

Gina, give us a couple more, will you?

Mr Sallybrath has just bought his wife a birthday.

Was there something to say?

Oh, take no notice of her, Claude.

You were out of business with that fella last week.

I only found him in lots of gelding. A two -brick job and all.

Thanks, I'm starving.

Well, they're cold now.

All right.

How was training?

All right.

Get all your paperwork done?

Yes.

Look, I had to stay late.

There's so much to do running two surgeries. That's all right, Kate.

I like sitting in my car in the freezing cold, eating my supper out of an old

newspaper.

Go on.

So we're going to pop in on the mermaid?

Yeah, if you don't mind.

No, I think it's important that we do.

I know Gina's telling the truth.

Thanks for the chip.

Oh.

Aye, I heard it had been dropped. And I'm not best pleased, I can tell you.

Not getting to the bottom of that, so I'm in my trade, so it is.

Well, surely nobody blames you.

The attack took place over at Aidensfield.

Aye, it took place at all.

I'm sorry.

Well, I reckon she's made the whole thing up.

Excuse me, I was with her all night after it happened, and I'm sure she

Yeah, all right, Kate.

Well, it's getting my pub a bad name, I do know that.

The lasses are scared to come in here now, in case this phantom rapist

And it's thrown my barmaid right out.

What, Lizzie? Aye, ever since this happened, she's been a bag of nerves,

imagining things.

Thinking there's people following her, going home.

Thinking there's this car behind her.

Really? Oh, nothing's happened like.

It's all in her mind.

She reported it to me.

Oh, we had a long chat with a pal of yours, Norman Little.

He thought, same as I did, it were nerves.

Can I have a word with Lizzie?

No, she went home 20 minutes ago.

Norman suggested she went home early for a week or two, just till she'd calmed

down a bit.

Can you give me her address?

Why did they automatically assume it would now?

I don't know. And why would leaving early happen?

I don't know.

To avoid all the drunks at closing time, I suppose.

There seems to be this assumption amongst men that if a woman says she's

attacked, she's lying. And if she says she's being followed, it's nerves.

Maybe, maybe Gina and Lizzie are telling the truth.

Kate, you're preaching to the converted.

We're going to go and see Lizzie now, aren't we?

If she left the pub 25 minutes ago, she should be back by now. She could have

bumped into a friend or something.

Gibson only lives a few streets away.

Shall we go and check if he's at home?

I don't know what that's going to prove.

It'll prove he's not out following Lizzie.

We only think it might be Gibson. What if it's not him?

Then Lizzie could still be in danger.

She can't be far.

Hold on a minute.

That's Lizzie, isn't it?

Where? In the gap.

Wait there.

Lizzie? It's all right.

It's all right. I'm a police officer. Look, look.

It's all right, Lizzie.

Nick Rowan, Aidensville Police. Remember me?

Is this where you live?

Yes. It's all right.

I really am a police officer.

There was somebody following me.

Yeah, I know.

Whoever it was has run off now.

So why don't you go inside, lock your doors, lock all your windows, and I'll

call round first thing tomorrow, OK?

It's all right, Lizzie.

It's really important.

I can't go through with it, Kate.

All you have to do is walk down the line.

Nothing can happen to you.

Last night's attack was serious.

The police really need to know about other offenses so they can make a strong

case against him.

Yeah, but I can't remember him.

I mean, he might not even be the same man.

But if he is... Gina, you ready?

It's all right, Gina. It's all right.

Don't worry. Just take all the time you need.

I'll be with you.

You have to touch him on the shoulder, Gina, so there's no doubt.

I thought you wouldn't know, but I did, as soon as I saw him.

He was in the rugby team.

He was, wasn't he, Nick?

A policeman.

You didn't believe me, and all the time it was one of your own men. Gina, let me

explain. You made me feel like I'd done something wrong. Gina. No!

I don't want excuses, Nick.

It was a policeman, and that just makes me sick.

It does.

Well, I'm going back home.

I'm going back to Liverpool.

Hiya, Mr.

Celebrus. There she is. What do you think? Well, where's the pedigree

then? Oh, they're... What's it? They're, like, in the post, you know. You've got

to have the breeders stamped, you see. Shut up. What do you think, then? Do you

want one or not?

Aye, all right. Aye, right. Go and have a drink, Connie. Aye, OK.

You're getting a bit restless.

Shut the door. There's a good lad.

Stay there. Stay there.

Look at it! Look at it! Look at it!

How are you going?

What's the matter with you?

Gina's just phoned from Whitby, Claude. She's going back to Liverpool.

How am I going to manage?

You'll be all right. I'll get you a drink. What are you having?

Hang on! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Hey, come here!

Come here!

Hey, you!

What do you mean?

Look how old he is.

Because making silly phone calls to police stations can get you in a...

No, I'm kidding.

I mean round outside the Aidensfield Arm.

A piglet.

Give us a punch, you. Hang on. Go on, Gina. We're dying of thirst.

Look, you're not going to change me mind. I'm going.

Uncle George will manage.

But he needs help, Gina.

And he can get some.

There's loads of girls around here who'd love to do the bar.

But you're his family.

He's very fond of you, you know. Oh, stop it, will you?

I never came here permanent, did I? Just to get through me probation.

Gina. Did you hear about PC Little?

No. Turns out he may have done a whole string of assaults in the Tyneside area.

Yeah?

Everyone's very grateful to you, Gina.

Especially Inspector Murchison.

In fact, she sent these over to say sorry for being so hard on you.

Come on, Gina, don't go.

And did you know that Phil has got two tickets for the Small Faces on Saturday

night? How's he now?

There,

give it to Andy, there. Has anyone got a box or something?

Where do you hear that from? Across the road in the garage.

Isn't that yours, Claude?

What, mine? No, no, to do with me. No, I can't stand pigs. They'll bring me out

in a rush.

No, they'd be one of Forbes's beggars.

But I saw him chasing it down the road earlier.

Went missing a few nights ago.

Hey,

I'll tell you what.

It won't be like this in Liverpool, you know.