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

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

One sandwich.

Thanks.

Banana and marmite.

Don't say it like that.

It's probably some obscure vitamin deficiency.

So what did James have to say?

It was fine.

Going back to what we originally agreed.

I'll do two surgeries a week over there, and we'll start encouraging the

outlying patients from the Whitbury practice to see one or other of us in

Aidensfield.

So he's coming over here to do your surgery?

Mm.

It's a job in practice.

That's a bit odd, isn't it?

Why?

Well, you joined him so you could do his surgery.

And now he's coming over to do yours.

We're partners.

It's just the location that's changing.

Hmm.

Hmm.

What?

It's kicked again.

Hey.

This is no time to be practising penalty kicks.

I think she heard you.

Did he?

I'll get the bags.

We've been burgled. The cows have gone out fine daffing.

We've been burgled.

Are these yours? Aye. They had the gate down and straight in the night. Now I'm

done. Well, they might have been. We've had two calls.

Best get them in quick, then. Lend hand.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Won't be long.

Delta Alpha 3, port of control.

What is it, Rowan?

I'm going to be a bit late, Sarge.

Well, quick as you can.

Inspector Murchison's due here any minute.

Out.

Ready, are we? Yes, sir.

Well, this must be some new definition of the word ready I've not come across

before.

Now, Inspector Murchison's coming here to review our crime reports for the

quarter. And yours, Ventress, are a disgrace.

Your top collar for the last month seems to have been a case of moving on a pig

without a permit.

It's been a quiet month, Sarge. Then can I suggest you make the next one a bit

noisier?

Good morning, gentlemen.

Morning, ma 'am. I've got those records you requested ready in my office, ma

'am, if you'd like to go through.

Tell me.

Tea.

Will you best get that gate seen to?

Aye.

Thanks for your help.

I'll make some tea.

Constable's just on his way, love.

I'm sure he's got time.

Thank you.

The thieves are taking me down set.

What's happened?

We've been burgled.

You didn't say anything.

When did it happen?

We were aware.

We just got back.

Well, can I take a look?

A bit of a mess.

Terrible.

How long were you away for?

Just a couple of days.

Scarborough.

And who was looking after the place?

Darcy.

My brother.

Where is he?

I don't know.

You'd better make a list of everything that's been taken.

Good to see you, Gina.

When did you get out?

A while back.

They gave me eight months' remission for being a good boy.

Are you there?

Yeah.

Finished with all the robbing and all that. It's not weird.

So what are you going to do now, then?

When's your next night up?

Tonight, as a matter of fact.

That's my plans for the day's short of then, isn't it?

Hey, you'd have an hour.

Besides, I might be busy.

Joking. It's dead round here.

You've played with us then, have you?

Oh, it's good to see you, Billy.

Uncle George, this is Billy Redshaw.

I'll do.

Hello there.

PC Rowan.

And you are?

Darcy Jacobs.

You live here?

Cottage down yonder.

There's been a burglary.

Were you around while Mr and Mrs Jacobs were away?

Aye.

Heard no.

There's that lift you wanted.

All right, thank you.

Is everything?

Aye. Silver.

Wife's record player.

Well, the chances are stuff like this will get passed on quite quickly.

We'll check round all the likely places today.

I'll be in touch.

What did you say?

I'm out.

What did you call him in for?

I couldn't help it. And where have you been the last couple of days?

Why don't you hear anything?

Chopper. They never change what they start asking questions. They never stop.

Inspector Murchison and I are concerned about this station's crime figures.

Last quarter, Ashfordly Police cleared up 22 % of all reported crimes.

Top of the division we were.

Now, so far this quarter, all we can manage is 3%.

3%, gentlemen.

Ah, but, Sarge, last month we cleaned up that string of gas meter jobs.

With that blow from Charlie.

And I collared those little... All right, all right. We don't want a

of every dog bite and petty theft you've investigated during your illustrious

career.

That's all in the past.

What we're concerned with is what's happening now.

And we need to improve. Where have you been?

Sorry, I'm late, Dad. Late again, Rowan? Sorry, ma 'am. I was investigating a

burglary. Oh, I see. How convenient.

We'll make this a test case, Sergeant.

I'd like a report of progress each day until further notice.

Yes, ma 'am. Bellamy, show Inspector Murchison through to the property store.

Yes, Sarge. This way, ma 'am.

Right, Mrs Jacobs.

You can sit down.

I've got the results.

You were right.

You're definitely pregnant.

Good.

This is your first child, isn't it? Yes.

Well, you'll have to take things a little more gently from now on.

Mind you, I know that few years have been done.

We've all got work to be done on the farm.

Let's take your blood pressure and then I'll weigh you.

Take your cardigan off me, will you?

Come over here.

Everything all right at home?

No, not really.

Well, what's the matter?

Oh, I've just been burgled.

Oh, I am sorry.

Did you lose much?

Listen to that.

Morning, Claude.

Good evening.

Evening, Scott.

What's George doing, trying to turn the place into a disco?

No, I thought I'd liven the place up a bit.

Yeah, there's go -go dancing on the table next to it.

Uncle George?

It was a bit loud, Gina.

Hey, what are you doing?

Some of us might enjoy a bit of music.

Too bad.

Gina, the butcher's van's out the back. Can you check the delivery?

OK. By the way, the bit has run out.

Yeah, right.

You're not from round here, are you?

No, just passing through. Thought I'd look Gina up.

Oh, I see.

Well, you go back a long way, do you? I could say we're old friends, Lee.

Same again, please, Mr Ward. Well, I'll just change the barrel.

If you're that friendly, I might be able to do you a favour.

But you probably won't be interested.

What? Well, it's just that I've got a record player for sale. You know, it's a

good one. It's a damn set. Plays 45s and all sorts.

Mm -hm.

Well, I'm thinking, like, you know, with Gina liking music, you might want to

buy it for her. It's only six quid. It's one of them unwanted gifts.

Six quid? Ah, well, you know, a fiver to you.

I could bring it across tomorrow if you're still going to be about.

Oh, yeah, I'll still be here.

Right, well...

I've got to get off now, but you're definitely interested.

Yeah, yeah, bring it down.

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

I want a full report on my deck by the end of the day. Yes, Sarge.

If Inspector Murchison wants progress, she's going to get it.

What do you know about the Jacobs, Al?

Oh, odd bunch. Never makes.

Their old man, he ran that place with a rod of iron till he had his accident.

What happened?

Oh, his tractor rolled over and crushed him.

I was first on the scene.

Oh, it was a nasty mess.

Did they have any trouble with neighbours? Anything like that?

As I recall.

Well, have a look in the file. Fish it out.

Road! Back to port!

Maybe later.

Arthur!

Good afternoon.

Hello. I'm making inquiries in connection with a burglar.

Have you had any of these items offered to you?

No. No, nothing like this has come my way.

Sure? Yeah.

I don't buy much over at counter.

Options is my game.

Right.

How much do you want for these?

Make me an offer.

What's she doing going to the village?

How to do, will you? Can't she answer?

Leave her alone.

Get out. Get out of my house. Your house?

Don't come that, Darcy. You'll have an out if it weren't for me, Arthur. An out

and you know it.

Our dad left me this farm because he knew you were an idle drunk who'd be the

ruination of everything he ever stood for. But I'm the oldest.

This mightn't be right.

You poisoned him against me.

Please go, Darcy.

And we'll be in peace.

Thank you.

So, do I get a good night's kiss, then?

Get off!

Tina! I'll see you in the morning.

Come on, then.

Breakfast and bread?

Get in.

We're back, Uncle George.

Billy wants a two -night's B &B. I've put him in number seven.

Top of the stairs on the right, remember?

Find it.

Night, girls.

Good night.

You look tired.

I can't get this to reckon up.

I've tried four times and I'm still five quid short.

It can't be.

Nobody been near the tiller, has there?

Not that I saw, no.

Go on, you get yourself to bed. I'll finish this off.

Aye. Oh, I'm jiggered.

Good night, love. Good night.

They're great, aren't they?

I like something like these.

What makes you think it's going to be a boy?

Well, a girl can play with them.

They're soldiers, Nick.

Yeah, well, you get women soldiers.

You've got a woman inspector.

I can't say I'm that keen on my daughter playing with toy soldiers.

Ah.

What makes you so sure it's going to be a girl?

Can you take them up?

Yeah.

Where did you get them?

A junk shop.

I've been to every second hand place between here and Whitby.

What for?

There was a break -in up at Jacob's farm.

Oh, yeah.

Jacob's told me.

I had her in the surgery today.

What'd she say?

Just that they'd been burgled.

She talked about it as if it came on top of everything else.

It's a bad time for it to happen. I've just confirmed her pregnancy.

Yeah?

You're having a real one, aren't you?

What's so bad?

I don't know. Listen to it.

There's something not quite right there.

Maybe I should go and see them in the morning.

It's nice to be back.

Mr. Coke would be nice too.

I was on my way to see you anyway.

Was there something wrong with the test?

No, everything's fine.

I just wanted to see that you were all right.

You seemed worried about something.

It's Dorothy and Arthur.

They're always at each other.

Shouting and arguing.

What about?

Mrs Jacobs.

Emily.

If there are problems, it might help to talk about it.

Well... Tickle.

Think of the baby.

What's happened?

Nothing, Mum.

Doctor's just given me a little bit of shopping.

All right.

Yes, she's just going.

Thank you, Dr. Rowan.

Emily, you've got my phone number.

You can ring me any time.

All right?

Yes. Thank you.

Take care of her, Mr. Jacobs.

Aye. I always do.

Well, there it is.

Does it work?

More than you and me.

Five of you said.

I can't go any lower. It cost me more than that.

Here you go.

You're a wise man.

Yeah.

Come back tenfold.

Yeah, see you.

Ta -ra.

All right, son?

Hey,

come here.

Come here, quick.

That's for you.

I can't take it, Billy.

Oh, come on.

Please.

Look, we had a great time last night. It was a laugh.

Whatever happened between us and Liverpool's over.

Well, I've got to go. I can get a job around here.

I mean, what's wrong with me?

Did you nick a fiver out of the till yesterday?

Gina.

You were five quid short last night. It's never happened before.

Are you accusing me?

No. I don't want to talk about it.

I put a fiver in at my own money.

If it was you, I've covered up. But I don't want to ever have to do it again.

I think it's time you moved on, Billy.

You've seen them dockings here?

Emily!

Come on, Mum.

I can't stand any more of it.

Don't start that again.

If Dorothy doesn't go, Arthur, I will.

I mean it.

I can't do nought about it.

Arthur, look at me.

I mean it this time.

Either Dorothy goes or I do.

I'm going to have a baby.

I didn't think we could.

Well, we can.

I cannot wait to tell him.

No, Arthur, don't tell him.

I have to.

Dorothy!

Dorothy! What?

Hey, Dorothy.

What's happened?

Emily's pregnant, that's what's happened.

We're going to have a baby.

So?

Now you're going to breed, are you? I've something that will root about

everything I've seen. What about me?

This place should be mine.

This place should be...

Did you get that chance to tally last night? Yeah.

Good. I must be getting past it.

Hi, George. Gina.

Hi, Nick.

Hello, Nick. What can we do for you?

Truly cool, George. I'm looking for someone flogging stolen goods.

Well, they'd hardly do it in here, Nick.

Yeah, well, if you hear anything.

What sort of stuff?

Silver, mainly.

There's a grizzly mug, cutlery, and there's also a record player.

You heard anything, Gina?

No.

Well, if you do, let me know.

Cheers.

Actually, Nick, we had a bloke staying for bed and breakfast.

And he tried to give me an old dance set this morning.

He didn't have it when he arrived.

What's his name?

Billy Redshaw.

He's just left.

He's someone I used to know in Liverpool.

Has he been in any trouble before?

Yeah.

And you let him stay here?

Gina, I thought you'd put all that behind you.

He's just an old friend and he made me laugh.

He told me to give all that up, Nick.

You should have told me.

Yeah, all right, George.

Where is he?

He left about 20 minutes ago.

I think he was hitchhiking.

I've lost me wife.

Eh? I mean, she's gone, left home. I can't find her.

You been in a fight?

Aye. I got caught between a cow and a wall.

I just want to know she's all right.

She's pregnant.

All right, I'll let the station know. We'll keep a look out.

I didn't know where else to go.

What's happened?

I've left home.

Well, you'd better come in, then.

Billy Redshaw?

Yeah?

Is that your record player?

Yeah.

Where'd you get it?

None of your business.

Where are you headed?

Anywhere, as long as I get off this moor.

Well, I think you'd better come down the station with me.

Jump on.

Have you had a row?

No.

Is it Arthur?

Is he angry that you're pregnant? No, nothing like that.

It's Dorothy.

Your brother -in -law?

What's he got to do with it?

I'm frightened.

Why?

Because of what he might do.

I've begged and begged Arthur to make him leave, but he won't.

Where are those figures, Melody?

Nearly ready, Sarge. They've been nearly ready now for nearly two days. It was

fucking a bit longer than I expected, Sarge.

Sarge, you might like these to be going on with. What are these, Ventress?

32 crimes from the last month all cleared up.

How come?

Well, we caught that milk bottle thief and I made out individual reports on

incident. Why weren't these reports included in last month's figures?

They were stuck in the back of the drawer.

They were stuck in the back of a drawer. Well, it'll do something for our

statistics, won't it, Sarge?

Well, that's true.

Better late than never, Avengers.

Well, what have we here, Rowan?

Property identical to that stolen from Jacob's farm, Sarge.

This is Billy Redshaw.

He's about to explain to us how he came by.

Excellent. Well done, interview room.

That's my Billy.

Oh, this is turning out to be a better day than I expected.

Those are my Keithy backs.

What's that?

Those clear -ups.

I was saving them up.

What for? I was going to slip them in over the next month or so, gradual.

Even out the peaks and the troughs.

Still, the needs must.

You crafty devil.

So, where did you get this record player?

I bought it.

Where from?

A man in the pub.

What's his name? I don't know.

Can you describe him?

A big, big fella.

Old and a bit smelly.

He had a nice dog, though.

Greengrass. Yeah, that's it. I bought it off him this morning for the fiver.

Rowan?

he checks out.

I'll go and see Greengrass myself.

Hi.

Hiya.

You'll never guess, we found that record player and now Mrs Jacobs has gone

missing. She's here.

Eh?

She's run away from home.

She's terrified of Darcy, the brother -in -law.

He's got some sort of hold over them.

Where is she?

In our room, having a sleep.

Oh, no.

Well, she turned up at the doorstep distraught. I couldn't turn her away.

Well, I'll have to phone her husband, let him know. No, don't do that. We

send her back while Darcy's still there. I'm not saying that, Kate.

I'll have to let him know he was going frantic.

Mr Jacobs, PC Rowan.

Your wife's here at the police house.

She's fine.

She's asleep.

She's going to stay the night.

Why don't you come round tomorrow and we'll have a chat.

Greengrass?

Greengrass?

Yes?

Oh, good afternoon, Greengrass.

Yes, it was.

I understand that you sold a record player this morning.

I certainly did.

You admit it?

I certainly do.

Right, Greengrass.

I'd like you to make a statement in connection with the receiving of stolen

property. Ah, well, you might have a bit of a problem there, Sergeant Blaketon,

you see, because it wasn't stolen. I paid for it with English money to Darcy

Jacobs.

You paid Darcy Jacobs?

I think that's what I've just said.

Well, you listen to me, Greengrass. I'll have a word with Darcy Jacobs, and if

he doesn't back you up...

I shall be waiting.

One day, O Lord, one day.

Nick?

You've got to tell us what's been going on.

If Darth is being violent or aggressive, you can apply to the courts for a

restraining order.

What do you think about that?

We could go and see someone tomorrow.

I'm not going back to the farm.

Well, you need to sort something out.

What about the baby?

I'll see if the baby's all right.

We can't stay here forever.

Maybe you should talk to the welfare in Whitby.

Excuse me.

Sarge. Rowan, I need a word.

According to Greengrass, he said he was sold that record player by Darcy Jacobs.

Well, yeah, that's quite possible, Sarge.

Well, why didn't you say so before?

Are you telling me this burglary was a complete fabrication?

Well, if it was Darcy, he obviously wasn't counting on Arthur reporting it

us. Why not?

Well, I don't know yet, Sarge.

Who's that?

It's Emily Jacobs.

Oh, what's she doing here?

Run away from home, Sarge.

This is beginning to sound very complicated, Rowan.

Just make sure it's all down in your report.

Right. I think it's time we paid the Jacobs brothers a visit.

Crazy or what?

I'm sorry, Gina.

I should think you are.

I didn't know it was knock -off, did I?

I'm not talking about the record player.

You're not welcome around here.

I'm not staying.

This is for you.

Just wanted to apologise for any trouble I've caused.

Thank you.

Where are you going to go?

Back home, I suppose.

You're bad.

I'm not staying, Mr Ward. I've just come to say I'm really sorry.

Fair enough.

You'd better be on your way, then.

Yeah, I am.

Cheerio.

See you, then.

See you, Billy.

Well,

this place looks deserted.

Those cows need milking.

Anyone at home?

They're always fighting.

I can't stand it.

One day they'll kill each other.

You shouldn't be doing that in your condition. I'm all right.

So are you.

So what started it this morning?

It was about the baby.

See, when...

The baby's born. Darcy knows he'll never get the farm.

It's a path onto our child.

And what claim does Darcy have on the farm?

None.

Only what's in his head.

Arthur inherited the farm when his father died.

But he's a younger brother, you see.

Darcy reckons the farm should be his.

To inherit?

He's made enemies of them forever.

The night he died was the only time I ever seen them working together.

Trying to get him out from under the tractor.

Hello.

I was just wondering if you'd seen our Emily.

Only Arthur's a bit worried about her.

No, I'm sorry.

She's run off, see.

She's done it before.

She goes a bit funny in the head for all the nonsense she tells everybody.

All right.

So if she's here, I'd like to take her home.

Well, actually, she did phone me. All right. Where from?

From her sister's.

If you hold on a moment, she left a number.

It's all right. He doesn't know you're here. Just stay away from the window.

It's all right.

Hello, Alf?

It's Kate Rowan. Look, I'm at home and I've got Emily Jacobs with me.

Darcy Jacobs is outside and I'm worried that he might try to break in.

Can you radio Nick for me?

Thanks.

Found Emily.

I just phoned you, Mr Jacobs. He's at the police house. We're here to see your

brother. Where is he? Don't know. What do you mean? He just phoned me.

I suppose a couple of hours ago. Not to me, you didn't.

Right, Ventress, come in.

Emergency call from Kate Rowan, Sarge.

Darcy Jacobs is at the police house.

I think you'd better get down there straight away.

All right, get on to the police house. Tell him we're on our way. Come on,

Rowan, let's go.

Better follow us down.

Emily! I know you're in there, Emily!

What's happening, Al?

Can't say, Nick.

Kate's not answering the phone.

Well, don't worry.

We'll be there in two minutes.

Right, Rowan, you stay here. I'll go round the front. Stay here!

You stay back, Mr Jacobs.

Time to come home, Emily.

Leave her alone!

Leave her alone!

No, Darcy!

Just hold it there.

Let's go, and I won't hurt you.

Arthur!

For God's sake, Daddy, what have you done to him?

Starkey, Jacobs, I'm arresting you on suspicion of burglary.

So, Mr. Jacobs, things got a bit out of hand, did they?

Well, perhaps you could start by telling us why you burgled your own brother.

He had everything.

I had nothing.

I thought I'd even things up a bit.

So you admit it, then?

He never gave me out from that farm when I needed money.

What for?

Turned me a lawyer.

What do you need a lawyer for?

Our dad's first will.

He made it when Arthur and I were kids. He left that farm to me.

But then he made another will.

And I got an out.

Who are we going to go to court?

To contest your brother's inheritance.

Aye.

But I couldn't pay the lawyer's bills.

And that's what all this is about, is it?

Anything else you'd like to tell us?

No.

Why were you so desperate to get Emily back after she ran away?

Why did he want to get her back?

I don't know, Sarge, but I think we should talk to Arthur.

Right. Emily, inside with the prisoner.

How's Emily?

She's fine.

Mr Jacobs, your brother has been giving me a load of rubbish about your father's

wealth. Now, what I want to know is what exactly is going on.

It's true.

Darcy reckons the farm should be his.

Yeah, but there's more to it, isn't there?

Why is Emily so frightened of Darcy?

Look, Arthur, if there's something we should know about your brother, now's

time to tell us.

He killed the old man.

Your father?

Aye.

I helped him cover it up.

Let me get this straight.

You and your brother murdered your father?

I didn't kill him.

Darcy did.

He was already dead when I got to him.

We were slipping all the time in the mud.

Darcy kept saying it'd be all right.

Looked like an accident.

Nobody had known.

Makes you an accessory.

That's a very serious crime.

I couldn't come forward then.

Darcy was too strong.

He threatened me and Emily.

That's what he's like.

Vicious.

But he's still my brother.

And blood's thicker than water, isn't it?

Whether it's bad blood or good.

He were always stronger than me.

He could take us both on.

And then suddenly he was an old man and I could beat him.

Aye, we fought.

Your brother's just told us that you... You killed him.

One night... I give up. I don't have a good thought now.

I need you back for everything.

It was raining.

I think it's about time you made up that charge sheet for Inspector Murchison,

don't you?

Yes, Sarge.

Will you be all right at your 50th?

Just a few days, till I find out what's happened to Arthur.

Emily, you know he may have to go to prison.

Yeah.

But we'll manage somehow.

With a baby, we'll have to.

Well, you'd better get on, then.

I should be at the farm.

sure about this?

Yes.

My place is here.

Keep things going.

All right, then.

I'll see you at your next check -up.

Thank you, Doctor.

What are you doing here?

I just brought Arthur home.

What's happening to him?

He's out on police bail, but it depends on the judge.

He might get a short sentence or hopefully just probation.

Bateson will put a word in for him.

That was good of him.

Well, Arthur's statement has done wonders for the station clear -up,

Oh, and that's all that matters.

Well, I was more worried about Emily moving in with us.

It's bad enough living with one pregnant woman, let alone two.

Do you know what I fancy?

What?

Chips with ice cream.