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

Heartbeat, why doesn't love kiss fade in my memory?

Come on, Claude. Haven't you got a home to go to?

Yeah, but I'm not all that keen on going to it.

Well, you know what you want, don't you?

I know, but I'm sure you're going to tell me.

You want to get yourself a wife.

You're trying to spoil my supper.

Do it, I'll call you.

You can come out now.

And I'll forsake all of my life.

Yes, I'll be as true as true can be.

If you'll come and stay with me.

Done.

Soon the famine bottle snatch will be history.

Another triumph for Scotland, yeah.

Angan's too good for them.

Exactly.

So I'll, uh...

Just stop down here and let the... Perks are going undercover, eh?

Sir?

Have you ever been undercover?

Well, I'm undercover right now, aren't I?

Pretending to be a copper from London.

You're probably a bit of a rogue, Mike Bradley.

She sees me there. She signals me over like a minion.

And then says in her lordly way, oh, that's Sergeant Rowan's wife. She

here too.

Like it's a hobby I've got when I'm not ironing your uniform. You are my wife.

Yes, but I'm also a professional. So just occasionally it would be nice to be

treated like one.

Well, at least you're allowed to do your job.

I sit and do nothing but fill in forms.

Copy forms and file forms.

Is this to do with the man who died at the station?

Some of it, but not all.

No wonder Blake didn't look like he was fucking lemons 24 hours a day. It's not

coppering. No, it's promotion.

Yeah, I know.

Did you ever get that moment when you look at your life and realise things

aren't going to change?

That's it.

The only thing left to happen is you're going to get old.

No.

Me neither.

I just haven't met the right bloke yet, that's all.

And when you do, what?

Into the wedding frock, zip up the yard with that boss? What, lovely baby?

No. A bit more casual than that.

A bit more casual?

Yeah. A bit more fun.

Fun.

So what about you, then?

Haven't you met the right girl yet?

Well, I thought I was getting close.

You're not telling me you've left a weeping woman in London, are you? A

woman and five screaming kids.

No.

I'm very happy to be on my own.

Sort of where I am.

Undercover.

Oh, no.

Look, Gina, I don't know what could have happened. I do.

Someone pinched on me butt off again.

Hey, come on.

Look, I'm... Look, I'm sorry.

You

won't catch

anything there.

Won't I?

I've already caught you because I'm only washing my neck.

Do you have permission to do that?

I happen to be a friend of the owner.

Rubbish. I knew Asher Lee when he was a child. He was a whinging toad then.

I doubt he's changed.

You certainly seem to know more about people than you do about fishing.

Really?

Where did you get them?

I tickled them.

Did you?

You don't look all that pleased to me.

I tickled them.

Of course I did.

Patience and delicacy, that's all it takes.

Not with the qualities I normally admire, mind you.

You almost think I came up the river on a barge. You're a very contrary man.

Come and have breakfast.

Sure.

Won't you have a little woman at home, boiling your egg for you and cutting

toast into soldiers?

No and no in that order.

Admit it, you were asleep.

I was not asleep.

Asleep in Gina's lovely arms.

In fact, I'd wager a small bet it was you who stole the bottles in the first

place just so you could infiltrate her defences.

I admire your technique.

Really do.

On every count, apart from the crook -catching one.

On that, it's a real dog.

Hey, no wonder I didn't hear a car.

It's kids.

That's who it is.

Kids on bikes.

Yeah.

Circus, kids.

What? Look at the tracks, by a wather. They're exactly parallel.

Don't come easy to me.

How can I fight? I was going to say great.

Your book.

Right answer.

No time for religion.

Not the wimpy Christian sort, anyway.

Pan has his moments.

Pan, what are you talking about?

Mythology.

If it bores you, we'll move on.

Where do you actually come from?

All over.

My great -grandfather explored deserts.

I confined myself to England.

Are you like a gypsy then or something?

Not at all.

Butter, lemon, salt, pepper, help yourself.

Nobody don't like gypsies.

I got that off one of them.

Bartered it for a couple of salmon. It happened to fall in my lap by the tweed.

Astrologer she was. Complete fraud.

Couldn't tell her Aries from her elder.

You're like a poacher and all, then, are you?

Guilty, Your Honour.

And I'd like other offences to be taken into consideration.

You've been inside, have you? Twice.

What for?

Redistributed some wealth.

I didn't mind.

You meet a more interesting class of person in prison.

How's the trout?

Marvel.

Good.

I think I might stay here for a while.

Maybe you could turn me around.

Pheasants should fetch a good price about now, shouldn't they?

Out!

What's the registration of the minivan?

That'll be the police.

Oh, hello, sir. It's Sergeant Rowan.

Where?

With PC Bradley.

Right, sir.

Yeah.

You called, Sarge?

Yeah, where's Bradley?

He's at the Aidensfield Arms, I think.

Again? It's someone stealing beer bottles, not the great train robbery.

But get him on the radio, tell him to meet me up on the moors at the

of the B151 and the 169.

11 .30, shut up.

Yes, please.

Look, have you seen this bloke anywhere around here?

Can't say that I have.

Well, I do.

You know

what

all this is about?

No, dear thought.

Sergeant Rowan, Mr. Bradley.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

Martin and Lyndon have been released.

You've got to be joking, sir.

No.

Conviction overturned on appeal.

They walked free this morning.

On what grounds?

A key witness retracted his identification.

Said the police coerced him into it.

Do you mind telling me what all this is about, sir?

Fallout from Bradley's Operation Gunsmoke.

It's more than likely that the death in custody put Ashfordly on the map.

As you know, Bradley's photo appeared in the Yorkshire Press.

The Met persuaded Fleet Street not to identify him, but the damage might

be done.

Do you think these men will come after him?

Bradley was mainly responsible for putting them behind bars, so yes, it's

possible.

So his options are whether to move somewhere else or stay here and take his

chances? In a nutshell.

What do you want to do, Bradley?

I'd like to think about it, sir.

Well, don't take too long.

It'll take time to arrange a new place if you decide to move.

The Met have got tails on Martin and Lyndon, so we'll know if they try to

north. I'm in Scarborough all afternoon. Feel free to phone me.

Thank you, sir.

I'll meet you back at my place. I'll make you lunch.

I was undercover eight months in one of Martin's clubs in South London. He was

running a porn and drugs racket.

Want a pickle? Oh, yeah, thanks. And Sammy Lindham was his right -hand man.

Now, Sam and I, well, we were mates, good mates.

Despite what he was doing, well, you know, we had the same background, same

just about the same everything.

You know, I used to look at him and think how easily that could have been

Do you think he'll come after you? Well, yeah, it's possible, but on the other

hand, why risk prison if you just want free?

Did they ever kill anyone?

Well, yeah, I heard rumours, but I never saw any. I mean, a couple of businesses

got burnt, people got beaten up.

That's about it.

Fifteen years each they got.

Eight months undercover work, six months trial, all for nothing.

So what are you going to do?

I don't know.

What do you think I should do, Sarge?

Hello, love.

Hello, Mike.

Hello, Mrs Ryan.

Katie, that's not for you.

Come here, you.

Sorry. Never think we didn't feed her.

It's all right, Mrs Ryan. I'm from a large family. We're kind of used to

fighting over food.

I don't excuse you, madam, coming from a large family of one.

Come on.

Let's let Daddy and Mike finish their lunch.

Nice to see you again.

And you.

So what should you do?

Well, the short answer is, it's going to have to be your own decision.

The longer answer is, if I found somewhere I liked, I wouldn't let anyone

me out of it.

I can see that, Sarge.

I mean, you're set up for life here, aren't you?

Hiya. Can I get you a rum and black, please?

Just passing through, are you?

Yeah, passing through the whole of Yorkshire.

Big, isn't it?

Enormous. North riding, west riding, horse riding.

Actually, I'm looking for someone.

It's embarrassing.

Traipsing around, thrusting that under everyone's nose.

Of course, no -one knows him. Why should they?

Excuse me, does anyone in here own a green mini?

That's me.

Then would you like to tell me why you left your baby in it?

I'm sorry.

What's his name?

Tommy. Thomas.

Hello, Tommy.

Getting a bit of a tan there, weren't you?

I just popped in for a minute because I'm looking for somewhere to stay the

night. I'm fagged out from all this driving.

I can imagine.

Where's his dad?

I wish I knew.

Why don't you stay here?

I've got a quiet room at the back.

Oh, that'd be nice.

You can use the pub as a base.

Why are you looking for this bloke?

Yeah, I'll do that.

Thanks.

Afraid it's a bit untidy at the moment.

You'd better clean up.

So too.

A lot of time people waste cleaning their houses just to get them dirty

Besides, what chance have you got of getting near a rabbit if you think of

washing up liquid?

Exactly. Would you like a cup of tea?

Oh, I don't mind if I do.

What do they call you, by the way?

Oh, Gringra. Claude Gringra.

I had a whippet called Claude. He was run over.

I loved him very much.

You're hardly a whippet.

You've got another name.

Oh, me, yeah.

Jeremiah. Claude Jeremiah.

Jeremiah.

Jeremiah fits you well. A prophet.

I only have one name, Tessa.

Take it or leave it.

Is it my imagination, or are you from the upper echelon?

Afraid so, Jeremiah.

Don't hold it against me.

I don't.

Born with a silver spoon in my mouth, too.

Spat that out quick.

Did you?

Oh, yeah.

Take it from me, it's a lot more fun poaching off bigger states than living

them. That's debatable. Would you like to sit down, Tessa?

See if we can find some cops.

I'll be off then, Sarge.

Fine. Have you decided anything yet?

No. Still thinking.

Can I ask you a question, Sarge?

You know, when you left London, how long did it take you before you got used to

this place?

Well, I have to say, the first few months, I thought I'd landed on another

planet.

No, it took a while, but being with my first wife made it a bit easier because

she knew the place and some of the people.

I'd best get myself a wife, then.

Well, it's easier to make a decision with two people making it, especially

one of them's a woman.

Then she'll make it for you.

You wait till you're married, you know what I mean.

Excuse me, Sarge.

It's for you, Mike.

Gina.

So how long do you think you'll be staying, then?

As long as the game lasts.

So I hope we'll be seeing rather a lot of each other.

Large whiskey and a G &P, please, young lady.

I'm not a waitress, you know.

Sorry about that.

No, no, Jeremiah, she's right, I'm wrong. This is a pub, not the Savoy.

I'll bring them over.

Hi. I'm glad you called.

Are you?

So, can I get you a drink?

I can get me own drinks. It's my pub.

Yeah. Right.

You OK?

Yeah. I'm fine, thanks.

I don't know about you, though.

What? I take it you know Penny.

I cut it off.

I suppose you had to. After all, you are a policeman.

Listen, Penn... Mike, you just left.

Six months together and you've just disappeared. Not a word, not nothing.

Is that right?

Listen, Penn, is there somewhere else we can talk about this?

I've got a room here.

What?

Here?

Yeah. Gina said I could stay.

How did you find me, Ben?

I saw you in the newspaper.

Don't worry, they didn't name you, but I knew who it was.

I mean, we did get to know each other pretty well, didn't we?

Yeah, yeah, we had fun.

And I've got proof of it.

Go on, have a look.

His name's Thomas.

He's yours.

What?

But he can't be.

Well, look at him, Mike.

Your eyes, your nose.

Isn't he a dream?

No. No, no, look.

It's not possible.

How old is he?

Six months.

Six months?

Then he was... Well, you must have been pregnant when...

You never told me. Did I get a chance?

First of all, I wasn't sure, and by the time I was, you'd gone.

Pen.

I'm sorry.

Look, I really am.

But this baby can't be mine.

Do you think I'd chase you halfway round the country if he wasn't?

Can you imagine what it was like when they realised the guy that everyone

happy -go -lucky Mike, was a narc?

And who was the narc's girlfriend then, eh?

Me.

Imagine what it was like.

Lost my job at the club, had to go back to my parents.

But all the time I kept thinking, it's going to be all right, Mike will come

back.

But I didn't know, all right?

I didn't know.

This is a nightmare.

No.

It's a surprise.

Right, sir.

Well, that's something.

Yeah, I'll tell him now, sir.

Right, sir.

The ice shiner.

Martin and Lyndon boarded a plane to Malta at 6 .30 this morning.

So you can relax.

Oh, thanks, Sarge.

Are you all right?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Right.

Well, that's all, then.

No, he did the right thing. He's running a temperature.

Where's the mum?

She's looking for somewhere to rent.

It's good to be staying round here.

She's going to be staying.

Well, I need to talk to her to see if she'll let the doctor see him. She has

be on the safe side.

I'll have a word with Dr Belton. He's experienced in paediatrics.

Did you say anything about where the dad is?

She doesn't know. He ran off.

That's why Penny's here.

She's looking for him.

What thought a man could leave a little angel like this, eh?

I'll be a minute, Phil.

You best not be.

And give her a kiss from me.

any form of identification, madam.

I have me.

The fact that I am here and that I know the letter is here is proof sufficient.

It's not just the letter, madam. There happens to be money involved and not

inconsiderable sum.

And you want a slice of it.

Perhaps I should call the police.

Is there a problem, madam?

Yes. This man is attempting to withhold money that is rightfully mine.

I'm not withholding anything, Bellamy. I'm just trying to establish an

This letter here...

It's addressed to the Honourable Miss Tessa Blundell, and this woman here,

she's a... Well, she's a... Go on, say it. A tramp.

How would I know they were here if I wasn't the addressee?

She has a point, Mr Blaketon.

Are you pulling rank?

Can I ask you where you're staying, madam?

Just in case you need to interrogate me further.

Jeremiah warned me about the police here.

Ah, so you know Greengrass, do you?

I have that privilege.

If you must now, I'm count on the Whiteadder, just off the B153.

Well, that's Lord Ashfordly's land, so you're trespassing.

Is Ashfordly complaining?

No? Then it's none of your business.

Good day.

Apologise to me? I couldn't care less.

I hardly know you. Come on, you know it's not true. Of course it is.

The only thing I care about is that you do the right thing for that poor girl.

Penny never told me she was pregnant. I didn't know.

How could she tell you? You just disappeared.

It was my job, right? My job.

What, getting girls pregnant, then disappearing?

Oh, lovely job.

And you're clearly good at it.

Well, it's a good job Penny did you, or I could have been next.

Hey, come on, you're not being fair.

Fair? Isn't it about time you were fair to your child and the mother of your

child?

Gina, I haven't seen her for over a year. I didn't know.

Now it's done, I'll do what I have to do. So don't accuse me of running off

I didn't know anything about it.

Like I said, I couldn't care less.

Lovers, Ted?

Yeah, something like that.

Guess who I've found.

Pop the thief.

Hey, I saw her in the pub last night with Greengrass.

She's camped on the white adder off the 153.

Looks like she's formed a poaching combo.

So we'd better pay her a visit.

Hey, Phil, I wouldn't mind if I could deal with this one on my own, would you?

Why? So you can get back in Jane as good, books?

Yeah, well, something like that.

He's got mild bronchiolitis.

It's no wonder he's been complaining.

Is that bad?

It can get very bad, yes.

And travelling long distances in a car is no good for a baby this age. Well, I

didn't have much choice, did I?

When your baby's confirmed, you always have a choice.

You've got a problem, Mike.

It's a little like a hat.

It's as though someone slammed a car door on your hand.

You had something interesting to say to D .I. Shiner yesterday, did you?

Something about the death in custody, was it?

Yeah, something like that.

Well, if you've got a problem, you want to talk to someone.

Not me, I'm too old.

You want to try Sergeant Rowan.

Of course, he won't be able to help, but at least it'll give us something to

gossip about afterwards.

Yeah, well, thanks very much, Alf.

You a secret drinker?

They're empties. They are now.

No, no, I liberated them.

From Gina.

Before I met her, before I was invited under her roof, so to speak.

I'm feeling a bit guilty. There's a few bobs there.

Yeah? Well, how do you like me to take them to her, tell her I've found them

somewhere, and I'll sell them back to her for half what she can get to them.

That way, she gets a bit, we get a bit, and you don't feel guilty.

Jeremiah, you should be at the United Nations.

Sounds like me.

How do you like a bit of supper?

What, now?

No, no, no, later.

I'd expect I will.

No, I mean with me, like, you know, at my place.

Dinner supper.

I'd like that very much, Jeremiah.

On one condition.

What's that?

I cook, Lord Ashfordly supplies the food.

He's not coming at all, is he?

Not in your Nelly.

She worked in Martin's Club.

Barmaid.

Sometimes a stripper, but she hated that.

We got on, you know.

Really got on.

You know what it's like being undercover, Sergeant. Sometimes you

are, you know.

Well, Penn, she kept me sane, you know, on the level.

That was then, and I thought it was all over.

I've done and dusted.

It's a mess, Sarge.

Look, look, I know what you're going to say. I've made my bed and I should lie

in it.

You're right.

I don't know what to say.

Sounds like a bit of a minefield for you and for her.

Sarge, I...

I didn't know anything about the kid. I mean, I wish I had, because... Well,

maybe I could have done... Maybe I would have done something different.

I don't know.

Are you sure it's yours, mate?

I'll ask the same question.

She swears to it, and...

Well, I was Sammy Lyndon's best mate, you know.

No -one would dare mess with my girl.

Well, I don't know what to do, to be honest.

Did your bosses at the Met know about the affair?

Know about it, yeah.

Yeah, they encouraged it, you know, said it made me safer.

Not that I needed much encouragement, though.

I was, er... I was really stuck on it.

How's the baby, Maggie?

Oh, he'll be OK.

They're going to keep him in overnight at the hospital, just to be sure.

Oh, I promised Penny I'd pick up some overnight things for her, so I might as

well come back with you.

I do hope she means what she says about settling down.

She shouldn't be running around the country with a three -month -old kid.

What, the baby's only three months old?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I have seen one or two babies, Gina.

Where's the baby's father?

Goodness, no. That's why she's running round the country.

Oh, it's disgusting.

Men like that should be locked up.

Brilliant. And that'd do the family a whole lot of good, wouldn't it?

Right.

It's to us and those that like us. What about the rest?

Yeah.

Well, if you call so late, I wanted to have a word.

Nothing wrong, is there?

Well, not exactly wrong, no.

Well, if you think I can help, come through.

What's your favourite month, Jeremiah?

Favourite month?

I don't know.

November, I should think.

Why so?

Well, I love it when it's really cold outside. You know, you can get a big...

Roaring log fire going.

Not only that, at the time of the year, people start putting their orders in for

their Christmas dinners.

Of course, I suppose when you come to think about it, I'm in my November,

I? I mean, December's only just round the corner.

Oh, nonsense, Jeremiah.

You're in your high summer with Christmas once a fortnight.

Thank you very much.

Don't they get a bit parky in that camper of yours in the winter?

Well, I make sure I've got enough blankets.

Yeah.

Well, if you ever feel like bringing your blankets round here, you'll be very

welcome, you know.

Do I have to wait till it's cold?

No.

I'm very untidy.

Join the club.

Liberated from the post office.

Are they dark chocolate?

Of course.

Aye.

Dark chocolate digestive liberated from Oscar Blaketon.

Well,

what I think, if you've got a problem that seems insoluble, you've got to be

bold.

Put the nut.

He'll have to go and she'll have to go with him.

Or leave here.

Ah, leave Yorkshire.

Penny, she'll know that you're crooks.

Left to protect her head.

Looks like you're going to lose a good copper.

That's not me I'm worried about.

Well, he's sold his wild oats, and they've grown up, and they've trapped

Pretty much.

Well, I always said it.

There's no such thing as free love.

What's it like, then?

Being Sergeant, Rowan?

Well, I've got to be honest.

I think I prefer being a PC.

Roll back the years, shall we?

When did you last see Penny?

Why do you want to know?

Just tell me.

Look, I did tell you. It was over a year ago.

More than 12 months and you say you didn't know she was pregnant.

Look, I didn't know and if I had, I would have told you.

Look, I'm not interested.

How old did she tell you the baby was?

Six months.

Gina, will you tell me what's going on?

Well, the district nurse, Maggie Bolton, says the baby's only three months old.

Dr. Bolton.

PC Bradley, actually.

Of course.

Is something wrong?

No, not really.

You've got a patient here.

Someone I need to talk to. Oh, no, no, I'm sorry. It's much too late.

Her name's Penny Gilbert.

She's got a baby with her.

Her name's Tommy.

Do you know Miss Gilbert?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Doctor.

The baby.

How old is he?

Your child has bronchiolitis.

That is not a good idea.

I'm sorry.

Five minutes.

When was Thomas born?

I told you, six months ago.

Doctor's 33 months old.

Well, he's wrong.

I mean, I should know, shouldn't I? I was there.

The doctor says your baby is three months old.

He's not my child, Penn.

All right, he's not yours.

But he could have been.

The way you treated me is what you deserved.

Look, I know I deserved a lot, but not this. And this kid certainly doesn't

deserve me. Oh, you're so pompous.

The second I found out you were a cop, I knew what you'd be like.

So why'd you come here if you knew it wasn't mine? Because I had nowhere else

go.

Because I thought you loved me.

Oh, big deal, I'll wake him up.

I'll tell you where I thought to wake up, and that's you.

I've found out where you are.

But I'm not the only one looking for you.

What are you saying?

I'll tell them where you are.

Pay me £500 or I'll tell Sammy Lyndon where you are. I don't have £500.

£400 and I'll disappear and you won't have to see me again.

You hate me that much, dear?

I need the money.

Who's the baby's father?

£400. I'll tell him where you are.

Look, I'm not afraid of Sammy Linden or Clive Martin.

I wasn't afraid when I went undercover and I'm not afraid of them now. Just

me the money.

Would you have gone through this if I hadn't found out?

Would you have gone on pretending he was mine? I don't know.

How much you give me for it?

I want to sell it.

Cash.

I must ask both.

The raiding lord asked for these woods. That's what they're doing.

It's not our old friend Claude Jeremiah Greengrass, is it?

No way.

I've lost more pheasants in the last two days than I have in the whole year.

So I know it's professionals.

Not that useless sack of chaff.

What I don't know is what you're doing about it.

Actually, an arrest is imminent.

What? We've had the suspects under surveillance for some time now and,

we'll be making our move very shortly.

Oh, well.

In that case... It's good to see some new blood here at last.

The Maltese police say that Martin and Lyndon were not on the plane when it

arrived in Malta.

So they could be anywhere.

Could be up to anything.

Bradley should definitely consider himself at risk.

You should put your lads on general alert.

Report anything suspicious to me.

There is something, sir.

A woman called Penny Gilbert.

She used to work for Martin and Lyndon. She knew Bradley.

She's tracked him down and claims that he's the father of her child.

Do you believe her?

He does.

It'll have to be moved from Ashfordly, sir. So will she.

Yes.

Keep him, keep her out of sight.

at least until the Met get tabs on these villains again.

I'll be in touch.

Hi.

Hiya.

Is Penny back?

Not yet.

I'm expecting her about ten o 'clock.

Can you give her a message for me?

Don't you want to do it yourself?

Look, just tell her I've got what she wants and she should meet me at...

o 'clock on the Ashfordly Estate, just off the B153. Do you know where that is?

I can look on a map.

And tell her to have her bags packed.

Mike, what's going on?

Thanks for the phone call last night.

It meant a lot to me.

Just tell me.

Is the baby yours?

Penny admitted it wasn't.

So what are you going to do?

Give her some money.

Let her get a fresh start.

It's what she wants.

Have you got money?

I had a bite, though. Look, Gina, don't tell anyone about this. Not for me, not

for my sake, but for hers.

She's all messed up.

She needs help.

Is that the right source of help?

I don't know.

It's all I can do.

I can do about half an hour.

I'll grab us a salmon for lunch.

I'll get the bacon.

What's your favourite month now?

I don't know.

July.

Perhaps even June.

Getting younger every day, Jeremiah.

I'd better go before you have to change my nappy.

Where's PC Bradley?

He's visiting the Honourable Tessa Brundle, Sarge.

Who?

Greengrass, his new partner.

Poacher and the bottle snatcher.

Right, we'll get him on the radio, and when he's done, I need him back here,

he's to stay close to the station.

Tell him why.

So is this where you live, then?

No.

I'm on a job.

Mike, aren't you? You might have lived somewhere like this.

So have you got it, then?

£360.

That's all I've got.

That's all I could get. You'd clean me out.

So? You learn more.

Let's get this straight.

That's all you're getting.

If you come back here asking for more, I'll arrest you for blackmail. Oh, tough

cop, ain't you? I have to be.

Listen.

I have movement from here, Ben.

If they want to find me, they know where I am.

You see Sammy Linden, you tell them that.

I won't have to.

See you, Mike.

What a waste.

Yeah.

What?

Ron? Penny Gilbert.

She didn't used to work for Martin. She still does.

What's more, she used to visit Lyndon every week in prison.

So she sent Bradley out.

Where is he?

Hello, Mikey.

Been a long time.

How much do you pay your pen?

A thousand quid.

You're easily bored, aren't you?

And my money, what's that?

Just a boner.

Serves you right.

Yeah, I suppose it does.

But then I won't have to live with what I've done for the rest of my life, will

I? Get out of here, Penn.

You did good.

It's his, isn't it?

The baby.

My God.

What sort of man would use his own son?

Do what I said, Penn and Gates.

Gina says that Bradley arranged to meet Penny at 11 o 'clock at Tessa Blundell's

campsite. Over.

You know where that is?

Yeah, it's off the 153, Lord Ashfordly's land.

Roger, Alf. Anything else? Over.

Two men answering the suspect's description stopped for petrol on the A1

Lincolnshire last night. They were heading north.

DI Shiner has asked for armed backup. Over.

Alf, with respect, tell DI Shiner armed backup won't get there.

Suggestion taken on board.

Roadblocks will be arraigned.

It's right here. It's right here.

Six months I've waited for this, Mikey.

You're making a big mistake, Sammy. Nothing to what you made, mate.

Oh, come on.

You were off scot -free.

No cops after you, nothing.

Coming off to me is a big mistake.

Think about it.

You could be in Spain now, getting a tan.

Penny and little Thomas by your side.

Shut up!

Come on, you know I'm right.

You think I could hold my head up if I let you get away with what you did?

Do you think anyone would do business with me?

Do you?

What we're going to do, Mike, is teach you a lesson.

so you don't forget what you did, so no one else forgets.

This is a beautiful weapon.

A masterpiece.

Miss Tessa Blundell?

The Honourable Tessa Blundell, to be precise.

Yeah, if you're thinking of going to your campsite, you shouldn't.

We've a spot of trouble up there.

Trouble doesn't concern me.

Protecting my property does.

I shall approach in a circumspect manner.

Do you know another way in?

Do fish swim?

Killing me makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?

You won't even get out of that county.

Who said anything about killing?

I've never killed anyone in my life.

Never had to.

Injury can be just as effective.

Sit down!

property.

I'm done.

Thank you, Miss Blumble.

Honorable.

You all right?

Yeah, fine, Sarge.

Did a good job?

No, I let myself get caught.

Well, it's over.

Wish it was.

He'll be back.

I've been thinking about it, Sarge.

I'm going to have to leave.

Assault on a constable in the execution of his duty.

Actual bodily harm, malicious damage, larceny. That's just for starters.

They're looking at eight to ten years minimum.

At the end of that, you think they want to come back?

I doubt it.

If you want to stay here, it's yours.

I was just coming round to your place.

I've got business with the bottles took longer than I thought.

Gina thought I'd nicked them.

Anyway, they only came to seven and a tenner, so seeing as I'm a wonderful

person, you can have it. No, no, you keep it.

Go on, you talk me into it.

Why have you brought the van, have you?

Have you decided to move in?

No, I'm moving on.

I thought... Violence at my campsite, Jeremiah.

Violence at my hearth. I don't like it. I'm moving on.

We'll be back.

Depends where the road leads, doesn't it?

Don't forget, Jeremiah.

Christmas every fortnight.

Has Mike Bradley decided what he'll do?

Well, I think he'll stay.

Find him a good woman and he'll stay.

Is that all you need?

A good woman?

What do you mean?

You're thinking of leaving Aidensfield, aren't you?

I'm thinking of leaving England.

What?

Well, what do you think?

You, me and Katie.

Try somewhere new. Completely new.

Would you like that?

I don't know.

You wanted me to come over?

Well, it was you who called, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Someone's been pinching my empties again.

Look, Gina, we've been through a little already.

So now's your chance to get it right.

Gina, what have you done?

I bought it for you.

You'd have to pay me back, mind.

Within Trek.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, of course. I mean, it's fantastic, but... But why?

I don't know.

Maybe because it's the only reason I fancied you.

So you fancy me, do you?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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