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

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

Hey.

Sorry. Was that boring you?

I can't believe I'm so tired after two weeks of doing nothing.

Back to work tomorrow?

I'm actually quite looking forward to it.

Oh, look, Nick, there's a fan.

Oh,

we haven't missed it, have we?

No, it's here for another week.

There's Tracy Knight.

She went off the rails when her mum died.

She was never on them. I caught Nick in sweets when she was ten.

I'm now pleased to present the trophy

for best in show.

It goes to a magnificent pink -eyed white, bred by Mr Trevor

Lama.

It's a credit to the fancy.

Take a look if you get the chance.

Credit to the fancy?

It's a credit to his ability to nick things when a man's answering a call of

nature.

You sure it's yours?

He whipped it after Brighouse, didn't he, after I got best of breed?

Should one of his shoddy specimens in its place.

You should let the judges know.

If he's happy to win by cheating, that's his luck out.

Whip it back.

Huh?

Go on, there's no -one looking.

Oh, I'm not going to think to his level.

Do as you would be done by, that's my motto.

Go on, ask him now.

In a minute, when he's had a drink.

You're not scared of him, are you? Course not.

Go on, then.

What?

Nothing. Dirk and I have had an idea.

You're going to love it.

Well, we thought that it might be a good idea if, well, to have a girl in the

show.

Let me guess.

You're the girl. It'd be great.

A bit of glamour to pull in the audience.

I've even got a name. The Angel of Death. Forget it.

Think about it, Liam. What a gimmick. We don't need gimmicks.

The show is packed this afternoon.

Numbers have been dropping off and you know it.

Look, what we do is taking years to perfect.

You can't just get in on the act like that.

Very clever.

I've warned you enough times.

There she goes.

She's underage, you know.

Look, we're sorry, we didn't know.

And not just for drinking.

Why have you got it in for me?

I haven't. I just don't want to lose my licence.

Katie helped make the cake, didn't you?

Yes. Oh, it looks lovely.

Anyway, all we know is that she's been invalided out.

Poor Sergeant Blayton. It seems a bit harsh.

Yeah, not if he's had a heart attack.

He should get a decent pension if they've got any plans.

Not that I know of.

But I have, Nick.

I've made my decision.

Pie to bed, Lou, and whatever you're drinking.

Oh, is it me birthday? Well, I'm a -dreaming.

I'm going to show you something that's as close to perfection as you're ever

likely to see.

Oh, it's horrible.

Look at its little red eyes.

Think. It's a pink -eyed white. A genetically perfect pink -eyed white.

away. Look, they're beautiful little animals.

Quite harmless. Clean.

Oh, I suppose it is quite cute.

Go on, have a hold.

Oh, it's the straggly little feet. I can't stand.

Hold it gently but firmly, halfway down its tail.

Don't be rough.

Then cup it in your left hand.

Look at that conformation.

Tail straight, eyes bright, ears erect.

What's its name?

I hope you don't feel pushed out, Eileen. Oh, you don't want me futting

now that you're married.

Anyway, I'll be off to France soon.

Is this all you're taking?

Well, for the moment.

You don't mind if I leave the rest of my stuff here, do you?

Well, no, of course.

Are you sure about this, Eileen?

Absolutely.

Look, I'm only moving down the road. I'll be here in the morning to look

Katie.

All that, let's go.

These two are starting to look wounded.

It just seems a bit rushed.

I'm sure you'll manage.

Besides, I got used to having a lodge around the house.

See you in the morning.

every chance of going for the Mendel Cup with him, he were a potential champion.

Was he? Well, as far as Alfred was concerned, he were a potential

I want compensation.

You got more chance than it in fog, because you shouldn't have brought the

flaming thing in the pub in the first place. And in the second place, you

certainly shouldn't have opened the cage up in the pub in the first place.

You'll be getting a letter from my solicitor. Oh, thank you. I'll use it to

light the fire.

It's not funny, Greengrass.

Oh, no, no, no, you're right, it's not.

It's hysterical.

I never wished that mouse any harm. It were a champion in making.

But that was divine retribution.

I shall buy you a drink, Claude. You feeling all right?

Buy any man a drink would get the better of Trevor Lammas. Well, Alfred did the

damage. You better get him a packet of crisps. Did Alfred really get him,

Claude? I don't know.

More than likely gone up one of the holes in the skirting.

He's probably got a wife and kids by now.

I feel terrible.

He threw a thank you letter for the wedding and I haven't even posted ours.

What is it, Nick?

From the chief constable.

They've made me acting sergeant at Ashfordly.

Oh, Nick.

Well done.

Why are you pleased?

Well, I don't know.

I suppose I had to make a quick decision because I went on to poor old Blanton.

Right, come on, son.

Come on.

You were out late last night don't you stop

I heard you and dad arguing Is there some rule about us not having fun

Are we supposed to be miserable for the rest of our lives? You know it upsets

him. I can't help it if I've got over it and he hasn't. Tracy!

It's true.

And you shouldn't let him rule your life either, running round after him. He's

my dad.

Yeah? Well, he should remember he's not the centre of the universe.

We've all got our lives to get on with.

Morning, Dad.

Toast? Or would you like a boiled egg?

Any tea in the pot, Belinda?

You see, even when I tried to be nice to him, he ignored me.

What's the point?

Ah, Rowan.

Hello, Sarge.

Sorry to hear about... Yeah, well, probably for the best.

There are some warnings you can't ignore.

Anyway, I hear congratulations are in order.

So you know.

They would have been foolish not to take my advice.

I've got you to thank them.

You've got yourself to thank, Nick.

So what are you doing around here this time of morning?

Well, I presume I'm going to sell you some stamps.

You bought the place?

Just something I don't mind, please.

Where is that lost property gone?

I don't know. Have a look in the cupboard.

Morning.

Oh, hello, Nick. Just the man.

How was your honeymoon?

Oh, great. Oh, good. Give us a hand, will you?

What's going on?

Well, the new sergeant's coming this morning. This place is like a pigsty.

That's not my fault.

Oh, blame him. He's been here two weeks and he hasn't watched a cook.

My brother -in -law. Sorry, no time for social niceties.

Stuff that lot on his desk and hopefully he won't notice it's two weeks behind.

I think he's guessed that. What?

Oh, still me.

Sergeant Rowan.

Is it going to be all right? It's difficult to say until we've done some

Do you want me to wait outside?

It might be better if you went away, came back this afternoon.

I think I'd rather... We'll do our best for Alfred, Mr Greengrass.

Thank you very much.

He's not out of the woods yet, so I'd like to keep an eye on him.

What do you think's wrong with him? Well, I can't be sure, but I strongly

suspect some kind of poison.

Poison? Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the next film

Tom's deep performance.

The authentic and original show, as presented to the public now for over 30

years, and we've yet to experience our first dissatisfied customer.

If you enter now to the right -hand side, you will be the first...

Please, Tracy, it wouldn't kill you to come home for tea after the show. It

might. Why do you have to be so difficult?

I don't see the point in pretending to be one big happy family when we're not.

Linda? Oh, hello.

Why weren't you at school today?

I felt a bit poorly this morning.

Are you feeling better now?

Yes, thank you.

We talked about this last town, didn't we?

I know it's difficult for you, but if you can't afford to miss school, it's an

important town.

I know.

I'll be there tomorrow.

She doesn't look like a troublemaker. She isn't. She's one of the brightest.

Come on, we want to get a decent view.

Outro Music

I don't give a...

Is this your idea of revenge, is it, Lammers?

My dog for your flaming mouse?

Eh?

You'll find you'd have been better off trying to poison me.

I don't know what you're talking about, Greengrass.

If I find out that it's definitely you that's done it, you can get yourself

measured for a pair of crutches.

You hear that?

He's threatening me.

You try any fancy stuff, and I've got witnesses.

I never touched his mangy dog.

Use your legs while you've still got them.

Yeah.

How is your clothes?

The vet says he still thinks it's a bit touch and go.

I'm sorry.

I have one on my house, eh? I have a brand of them.

Anything in it?

Only another one.

What do you think?

You know what I think? A dance like that won't change my mind.

Who are you?

Oscar.

I could have the law on you. She's only 15.

I haven't touched her.

You better not have. Come on.

I don't have to. Yes, you do. I'm your father. You do as I say. Only for two

more days.

I'm 16 on Wednesday, remember?

Or are you so wrapped up in yourself you'd forgotten?

Two more days and I can do what I like.

I'm going on the road with Dirk.

He said the show could do with a bit of glamour.

All right!

Just calm down!

You'd better not touch a hair of my head!

Or I'll kill you!

What are you doing?

Looking for the cold bill.

I paid that ages ago before we went away.

I know. I just wanted to have another look.

It'll be in the top drawer.

Ah, here we are.

Would you say this is the same handwriting?

It could be.

I bet that's why Belinda's been bunking at school. She's doing her dad's

bookkeeping.

What's Trevor Lammers doing out there?

Well, he's cleaning my windows, I hope. I've always done post office for 12

years. I've done every commercial premises in Aidensfield. Well, I didn't

that. He was just first on the scene.

What's he charging you?

Nothing. Says the first one's complimentary.

Oh, clever.

You'll get streaks.

Come on.

Mr Knight?

Yes?

Mrs Rowan.

Belinda's schoolteacher.

I was wondering if I could have a word before she gets home.

She's not in trouble, is she?

Not exactly.

Look, I know how hard things have been for you all these last few months.

And I know how much you need Belinda's help.

But you can't afford to take any more time off school.

She could have a very bright future, Mr Knight.

I know.

Then couldn't you do the bills?

Just until she's done her 11 plus.

Mrs Rowan, I'd walk over hot coals for Belinda.

But I haven't had the benefit of an education.

You think I wouldn't do them if I could?

Aye, come on.

I suppose he thinks he's funny.

I could have fallen off and killed myself.

Well, who was it then?

Greengrass, of course.

Right. A three and sixpence.

What? You said it was complimentary.

The windows, not the gutters.

Well, you've left streaks.

Yes, ma 'am.

I'm in with the in crowd I'm in with the in crowd

I'm in with the in crowd

We still don't know if he looks into his injuries yet. Are you going with him?

Yes, I want to make sure the hospital stuff gets the full story. I'll catch up

with you later.

Excuse me.

I'll get you to the hospital as soon as I can. I need to ask you a few questions

first. Yeah, sure.

I'll talk to him there.

We'd had some mechanical problems at our last performance.

The only thing I could fix was warming the bike up.

Where were you?

I was outside at the time.

But I could hear him circling and gaining speed.

Must have been at the top when it happened.

Did you notice anyone hanging around?

Nah.

Whoever it was, they must have been in the gallery.

Look, you can see where they poured the oil from.

He's going to be all right, isn't he?

Let's hope so.

Dutch,

plant this at the bottom of the stairs.

Any use?

It's just a common garden can.

Fingerprints?

Too much or they'll be smudged, I reckon. We'll get it checked anyway and

asking around as many people as possible.

All right.

Have you got any idea who could have done this?

It must have been the old man.

Who's that?

Tracy's dad.

I mean, everyone heard what he said last night.

Is your dad in?

Yeah.

Why? Need a word.

What's the matter?

I've got some bad news.

What?

Dirk's in hospital.

Dirk?

He had an accident on his bike.

What's going on?

At the moment, he's stable.

I can't say better than that, I'm afraid.

Can I stay with him?

Of course.

So what happens next?

I've called in a neurosurgeon. Dirk may have depressed fractures to the skull.

If so, they will operate immediately.

Yeah, sure.

He's still unconscious.

Tracey, won't we go in far on the back of his bike then?

She may well be going to a funeral, Mr Knight.

I still don't know why you think I did it.

But you were her threatening him.

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Sergeant Rowan.

But it weren't me.

So where were you at four o 'clock this afternoon?

Talking to Mrs. Rowan.

And it happened.

My wife?

She came to have a chat.

About Belinda.

You can chat with her.

I will.

I threatened him. Aye.

Any father would.

But I didn't try to kill him.

Turk's your typical rogue.

We take him for what he is. He's popular.

So no one in the fair's got a grudge then?

Not that I can think of.

He does tend to leave a trail of broken hearts behind him.

Mind, you can't blame him. They throw themselves at him.

So, uh, what I need to know is where the fair's been in what, the last six

weeks? Talk to the manager.

He'll give you all the details.

I suppose you can look in that and tell me you did it then, can you?

Not as easy as that.

No?

I can tell you're running away from something.

But you haven't run far enough yet.

Yeah, well, thanks very much.

Did you get him?

Tracy's dad didn't do it.

What? He was talking to my wife at the time of the actress.

He couldn't have been.

He was, I've checked.

He's paid someone to do it for him, hasn't he?

I could have been killed.

That would have been a bonus.

I could have flipped and broken my neck.

You're right.

Moving my ladders away.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Perhaps this will help you remember it.

Ow!

He's the one who wants out.

He's in here having a drink. You're in here causing trouble.

Quite right, Gina. Get out!

Out now!

That goes for your mouse and all.

I felt a bit of a fool.

I'm practically accusing him of attempted murder.

All the time he was talking to you.

I feel sorry for him. I'm a teenage daughter. It can't be easy.

Especially ones like Tracy.

Belinda seems different.

She's keeping the whole family together.

Well, perhaps she doesn't want Tracy going off with Dirk any more than Sid

What are you driving at?

Well, she's already lost her mother.

She doesn't want to lose her sister as well.

She could have wanted Dirk out of the way.

Nick, she's 11.

Yeah, well, you have to admit it's possible.

I want to make a complaint.

Go on.

Have you got any news?

No change, I'm afraid.

So what do you want?

I wonder if I could have a word with Belinda.

Me? What about?

It was you, wasn't it? Tracey.

You're jealous. You've always been jealous.

I don't know what she's talking about. You didn't want me to be with Dirk, so

was you who made him have the accident.

Look, all this isn't going to solve anything.

Mr Knight, if I could just have a few moments with you and Belinda, please.

There's obviously going to be trouble with a little chit like that having a

licence.

I'm not saying it's Gina's fault, but other people take advantage, don't they?

It's in her interest, really, that you should know before there's big trouble.

And drinking after hours always leads to tears, in my experience.

You're not writing any of this down?

No. Why not?

This is a serious complaint.

Well, I'm sure that anyone who's drinking after hours at the Aidensfield

a resident.

You go down there.

Do a raid.

See what you find.

Way too busy to make raids on the basis of unsubstantiated rumours. So what are

you going to do about my complaint?

Out.

You were never going to go anywhere, were you?

What?

It's no wonder that Nick Rowan's been promoted right over your head.

You're the laughing stock of the North Riding Constabulary.

How do you and Tracy get on?

Fine.

Does she do much to help you and your dad?

She's only worried about clothes and blokes.

What do you think about going off with Dad?

At least she won't upset Dad anymore.

Do you want her to stay here?

Look, I can see exactly what you're driving at, even if the last can't.

For your information, Belinda arrived home yesterday from school just after

wife left.

She probably passed her on the road.

She can't have done it either.

So, if you'd like to leave me and my family alone...

Hey, good lad.

There we are. Sit down. That's it.

Now then, I've got to treat me in.

It's your favourite tribe.

That's a good boy. That's better, isn't it?

Good lad.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Oh, sir, I've just had a call from Dr. Bolton. They operated on dirt last

Is that what the charges are? About 70 -30 against.

So we could have a murder on our hands.

Right, check statements, alibis, times and places. Get bloody hell.

I'd like to make a complaint.

PC Ventures is here for you.

You see him, I want to complain about.

Off you go.

Quietly, please.

Are you all right, Belinda?

They all think I did it, don't they?

Who?

The police.

They think I tried to get rid of Dirk.

Why would they think you did it?

To stop Tracy running off with him.

And you don't want that?

He'd be doing us a favour.

Tracy's killing Dad.

He blames himself for the way she is.

But if she stayed, then she could help you with the work, and you could get on

with your exams.

It wouldn't make any difference.

Why not?

The bills only take me about two hours a week.

They don't stop me from coming to school.

So why haven't you been coming?

I wake up in the night sometimes and hear Dad crying.

In the morning, he just lies in bed.

He won't get up.

He won't speak.

But I can see in the back of his eyes what he's thinking.

I don't go to school because I'm afraid that when I get...

Even Dad thinks I did it. Why would he think that?

He told Sergeant Rowan that I got back from school right after you left.

He can't have known that.

He wasn't there himself.

He's lying.

Belinda, I'm going to have to talk to Sergeant Rowan.

But you must trust me.

Everything's going to be all right.

I know he's a pain in the neck, Alf, but we've got a job to do.

Yes, Sarge.

This little trouble won't do any good.

We ought to sort them out, bang their heads together or something.

Right, Sarge. You can start by finding out what Gina and Lammers were rowing

about and put a stop to it. That's all I ask.

I'll do my best, Sarge.

Hi, Nick.

Morning, Jo.

Morning, Alf.

I've just been talking to Belinda.

I think you should have another word with Sid Knight.

It's my pub, Alf. I'll say who I want.

Well, all I'm saying is, in the long run, it might be easier for all of us if

you unbarred him.

I mean, he's only making trouble.

Well, that's all he ever does when he's in here.

I mean, no -one round here can stand him.

True, but at least you can keep an eye on him.

I suppose so.

It's just such a pain having to let him back in again. Well, you get his

comeuppance sooner or later.

Well, it might be sooner than he thinks.

Really? Tell me more.

I've checked all the timings carefully.

I've got the journey from here to the fairground.

If you left just after my wife, you'd have had time to get to the wall of

before the accident.

But I didn't.

So where were you?

Nothing, Matthew.

Well, yeah.

You're the only person with a motive and no alibi.

It's definitely in your interest to tell me where you are.

Okay.

I'll also put the old quarry.

They've dragged a fair few bodies out of there over the years.

Are you going to throw yourself in?

I've got a lot to live for, haven't I?

Susan's gone.

Tracy, she can't wait to get away.

I'm ruining Belinda's chance of success.

I failed them.

No, you haven't.

Not if you'd have jumped, you would have.

I've lost them.

I'm just a millstone.

Well, maybe Tracy wants to leave because of the way you've been.

If you can face up to it, Mr Knight, you can move on.

Be a family again.

Never.

Not without Susan.

Well, I felt like that once.

Things change.

Ah, Mr Lammas. Now, what seems to be the problem?

Come here. I'll show you.

That's a death threat, is that?

You all right, mate?

What's the story?

Lambeth reckons it's Greengrass.

That's not at all too expensive for a start.

Well, are you going to give me police protection?

Well, I think that's a bit premature.

What are you going to do?

Well, I'll put one of my officers on it full -time. It's the best I can do at

the moment.

Not Ventress.

No, not PC Ventress.

PC Bradley here.

Fudge. Just try and sort it out, Mike. I've asked Alf to have a go. He seems to

have made things worse.

Do you know anyone else who might have a grievance against you?

Well, there was Angelique, the alligator girl.

Are you serious?

Someone tried to kill you?

Yeah, and ruined a good bike.

Is it a write -off?

I don't know. I haven't looked at it yet.

It's been impounded as evidence.

Local garage.

I'll find out what sort of state it's in.

Listen, I'm sorry, but unless there's anything else important, Dirk really

to get some rest. Yeah, I'm just going.

He's been lucky.

Lucky?

Whoever's getting away with it's a lucky one.

Yeah. Well, yeah, thanks very much for your help.

Not like they're either.

Look, there's one stonemason left.

You haven't seen my list anywhere, have you? Oh, I shouldn't bother about it if

I were you.

The Lammers has always been a troublemaker.

There must be more important things to do.

Sure there are, Alf. That's why I'm trying to get this over with.

Why don't you have a cup of tea?

On the other hand, you don't want to stick around here the whole day.

Leave it to me and I'll follow it up for you.

You're right, Alf.

I think he's only down the road. I'll go and see him.

Is it much damage?

No, no.

They're beautiful machines.

It's not often you see two in such good condition. Then I suppose the boys have

to keep them up to the mark, given what they do.

Yeah, I suppose so. That's supposed to be Liam on the right, isn't it? I think

so. It's hard to tell him apart with all that gear on, isn't it?

Can't tell you. What was that then?

Gave me a few extra bucks to keep quiet.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Because we don't take too kindly to people withholding information.

He came in day before yesterday.

Wanted a rush job.

Paid cash.

Said he was going to erect stone himself.

Who am I to argue?

Aye, well, can you give me a description?

Scruffy bloke.

Oldish. Wearing an old coat.

Oh, and he had a dog with him, sort of.

Greyhound, lurcher, mongrel sort of thing.

There you are. And you've shoven up the daisies by now. I've sent them to Mrs.

Howe for flowers. She'll have to keep them for front room.

There another.

You'll be laughing the other side of your face any moment.

Mr. Greengrass, I've got to ask you to come down to the station with me.

I've done nothing wrong.

Then you'll be free to go as soon as you've answered a couple of questions.

All right.

I hope it's not on the back of that flaming bike of yours.

Go on.

I hope he likes prison food.

You want to check your pumps, love? It's all right to me.

I've been poisoned.

Someone's put weed killer in me beer. Oh, dear.

Weed killer?

Better get yourself to the hospital, quick.

Let someone give me a lift.

For pity's sake.

I've got the company car outside.

I'm not going in that.

Suit yourself.

There'll be a bus along in about an hour.

If it's just the forks that are bent, I can fix them easy.

I've got plenty of spares in the caravan.

Do you do the maintenance of both bikes yourself?

Yeah.

Liam, he's not what you might call mechanically minded.

You were riding the red bike when the accident happened, isn't that Liam's?

Yeah, I've been tuning it.

I just wanted to make sure that it was running smoothly.

So whoever poured the oil down the wall...

Could have thought you were Liam.

I suppose so.

Who'd have it in for him?

Where is he now?

He's gone to the fair.

Look, this wounded innocent act doesn't wash with me.

I've seen it done better and by worth.

Let's just agree to start off on the right foot now, shall we? And make my

and your life a lot easier.

I still don't know what I'm being accused of. How about gravestone, for

starters?

Graves? What gravestones?

Look, I've got a witness.

Either he's lying or you're lying, and I know I've got my money on me. It's not

going to be me, is it? No, because the stonemason told me you ordered it the

before yesterday.

Gave me a perfect description of you.

I'm not the only handsome little devil who lives in the village, you know.

He told me he was a scruffy old bloke with a long coat and a dog.

Does that sound like you?

Well, I...

I've heard more favourable descriptions, but I suppose to the layman it could be

me. But it couldn't be me anyway, because Alfred has been at the vet for

last two days. He was only let out this morning.

It's Claude, isn't it? Look, Claude, let's just forget about the last ten

minutes, shall we? And, er... Well, if it wasn't you, then who do you think it

might have been?

Who else has got a grudge against Lannister?

It'd be easier for me to give a list of the people who haven't.

With suspected poisoning, there's no point messing about.

So what are you going to do?

If you're unable to identify the actual toxic substance, I can't supply the

antidote.

We'll just have to go straight for the stomach wash.

Nick Rowan asked me to come and have a chat with you.

What for?

I'm here to help, Sid.

It's part of the job.

Do you remember we talked about it when Susan died?

You knew it wasn't going to be easy.

What can you do to help?

You can't bring her back.

No.

So, what's the point of dragging you into it?

Because if you've got problems, I'd rather they were on my shoulders than

Belinda's.

Keeping it to yourself, you know...

It... It isn't being brave.

You'll only end up hurting the people you love the most.

I already have.

I've driven Tracy away.

I'm ruining Belinda's chances.

You don't want to know.

Yes, I do.

That's exactly why I'm here.

Lana still owes me for the last time I serviced his car.

Why didn't he pay up?

Said I hadn't done the work.

Blame me when the thing broke down 200 yards up the road. Was it your fault?

Course not. We're a bunch of... So you don't exactly see eye to eye, then?

Personally, I wouldn't cross the road to spit on him if we were on fire, but if

you're going to ask me about the gravestone, this morning was the first

clapped eyes on it.

He's going to be alright, isn't he?

Yeah.

Yeah, he is.

Thank God.

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

Have a chip.

Dirk was going to take me out for a meal, but I suppose this is second best.

Go on, help yourself.

Are you still going to perform this evening?

Of course.

Only if you did want a partner.

Me and Dirk did lots of practice.

Not the really dangerous stuff, but I could give it a go.

He got the boot from the egg packers six months ago. So what does he do?

He looks around for a cushy number.

He sees I'm doing all right for myself. So he buys himself a ladder and a

bucket, sets up in business to undercut me.

Taking all of my best customers from right under my nose.

At least Gina stayed loyal.

So you wouldn't exactly buy him a pint of an evening?

He can buy his own.

And the grace, though?

Where am I going to find cash for something like that? I'm struggling to

the edible water.

This your dog?

Yeah.

You wouldn't call it a greyhound, lurcher, mongrel -y type of thing, would

You might.

Liam, can I have a word, please?

Yeah, sure.

In private?

I can tell when I'm not wanted.

That's Dirk's bike, isn't it?

Yeah, that's his pride and joy. Why?

Well, apart from the fact they're different colours, you two look

during your act. Now, maybe whoever did it thought Dirk was you.

What, you mean someone wanted to do me in?

Well, the question is, who would want you out of the way?

The little cow.

She was desperate to do a double act with Dirk, but I wouldn't have any of

would I?

I can't believe it.

Trace has always been an handful, especially since her mother died.

I had no idea she was capable of something like this.

Well, I think she realises she's gone too far this time.

I'll let her run wild.

If only I paid her more attention.

What's going to happen to her, Sergeant Rowan?

Well, I'm not sure at the moment. It's almost certain she'll face criminal

charges. But what she did was very serious, Mr Knight. Dirk could have

Blame yourself.

Well, don't.

She had to realise she's responsible for her own actions.

She had a tough time.

Yeah, I know.

I'll speak to my superiors.

All that will be taken into consideration.

It's all right.

I'm here now.

Bring her back tomorrow morning at ten o 'clock, Mr Knight.

You mean I can go?

You're released temporarily on police bail.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it to end up like this.

Really, I didn't.

Come on, love. Let's go home.

Crocodile tears?

Well, who can tell? She's just a kid.

Now, tell me about the lavender case.

Well, Ted Legg is admitted to ordering the gravestone and planting the weed

killer. Although that turned out to be so power.

We've got to be out of charge with something.

Apart from anything else, they wasted a lot of police and hospital time.

Well, it's not quite as simple as all that, Fudge.

What's happened in there? Taking statements?

Not quite, no.

Seems like they had a whip around in the pub to teach Lamas a lesson.

Everyone in there putting ten bob.

Ted Lake was willing to go down for the whole thing, but...

They claim they're all in it together.

So we have to charge all of them?

How?

Think of the paperwork, Sarge.

I just managed to clear my desk.

Let him go.

Ventress.

My office. Now.

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

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