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

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

I telephone the butchers.

Wine merchant's coming first thing.

You're going to the market for fruit and veg. Alan, we've been over it a dozen

times. I know, but... But nothing.

Come and have a drink.

Put that list away.

There.

Last minute jitters.

Look, we know what we're doing.

Everything's ready.

You're right, you're right.

If anyone's going to be nervous, it'll be Egon Ronay.

I'll drink to that.

Come on, David. If you don't do it, you'll never learn.

Just... Tickle it under its belly till it stops wriggling.

Imagination girlfriend.

I haven't got a girlfriend.

Well, I did say use your imagination, didn't I?

Oh, shut up.

Swallow. I think you can forget about ever getting married. We'll have to make

do with what we've got. Bring them in the bag. Go on.

Go on, David.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yes, of course.

Yes, Mr Young.

Yeah, we'll look into it.

Yes, Mr Young.

Goodbye, Mr Young.

You're a bit lonely.

Who was that, by the way?

Oh, um, Mr Young. Terence Young, Sarge.

I don't recognise the name.

Well, he owns a big house on the road to Elthring.

Rumour is it he's a bit strange.

Hardly ever leaves the place.

What does he want?

Somebody's been poaching his trout.

I wonder who that might be.

It's not Greengrass's usual territory.

All the same, pay him a bit, will you?

Yeah. And, Bellamy, we're paid to serve the public.

Treat them with respect, loonies or otherwise.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly said.

Well, first job is to get it boarded up.

No, I don't think you understand, Mr Taylor. We need the glass put in

immediately.

No board, glass.

Hello there.

Percy Bradley Ashfordly. I believe you had a bit of trouble here last night, Mr

Jackson. Yes, I'm Alan. This is my brother Dennis.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

That's OK. When did you discover the damage?

Well, first thing this morning.

But the real problem is getting it fixed in time.

You're opening tonight?

Yes.

You'll be able to fix it, won't you, Basil?

Well, of course I can fix the PC Bradley, but the question is when. I do

other customers, you know.

Of course you do.

You're the best glazier in the North Riding.

Aye. Well, I dare say I can reorganise my shuttle just this once.

Good man.

Thanks, officer.

That's OK. It's not much of a welcome having your window smashed.

Look, I'll make a couple of inquiries and keep you informed.

All the best for tonight.

Thank you. It's all right.

Oh, we're not open yet.

Hiya, Tina.

Debbie.

Debbie Logan. The one and only.

What are you doing here?

your oldest, bestest friend.

I've come to see you, stupid.

Oh, I don't believe it.

Anyone would think you had nerd for me in ages.

Six years, Deb, I wrote.

Oh, yeah, some total of three postcards. Oh, I never was one for words.

Anyway, I'm here now and I intend to make it up to you.

Well, I just hope we don't live to regret this.

Tina, how can you say that?

Because, Debbie Logan, when I hung around with you, I was never out of

I hope you haven't gone all old and boring on me.

No way.

Right then.

Look how Aiden feels. Here we come.

Lord!

Never word.

Well, this is not obscene.

Mr. Young.

He's missing a few rainbow trout.

Is he? I see. And as usual, it's down to yours truly, is it? He's not very

pleased, Claude.

And he's not a man you'd want as an enemy. You know what they say about him?

No, what's that?

Well, they say he did away with his poor old mother to get his hands on her

money. Yeah, pigs might.

So, you wouldn't be worried about going on his land, then?

Tickling a few trout?

He's trying to lull me into making some sort of confession because you've got no

chance. You haven't answered my question, Claude.

Billy, why don't you do us all a favour and get yourself a proper job?

Well, I'll be back, Sarge.

I'll be waiting.

It looks like an isolated incident, Sarge. There were no other reports of

internationally last night. I think this Glinger fellow's going to get the job

done pronto.

With a little persuasion, yeah.

That's good.

I happen to be taking Mrs Craddock there this evening.

Really, Sarge?

Don't sound so surprised, Bradley.

Like any rare flower, Mrs Cruddock needs a lot of care and attention.

So, what can I get you, Professor?

Let me see, four pints of bitter, two orange juices and a whiskey and soda,

please. Thirsty work, digging, is it?

Digging? I can do a bit of that. I've got a couple of ditches around one of my

fields that need a bit of clearing out. How are you, Fitz?

Professor Talbot Booth's an archaeologist, Claude.

I know that, don't I?

Don't stop him being interested in a few reddies, because it looks as if he's

got a few thirsty gullets to provide for.

What are you up to, you and your lot?

We've come up to this.

Lovely part of the world in search of ancient relics.

Oh, yeah.

You'd better carry on the move, then.

You'll be sticking the label up.

Well, I know you were young and in love, but to just vanish without even a

goodbye. I was dying to tell you to be honest, but I couldn't risk it.

If my mum and dad had found out, they'd have killed me, and I was desperate to

go.

You were so much in love.

I know.

I was dead jealous, really.

A handsome man in uniform sweeping you off your feet like that.

Must have been so romantic.

It was at first.

Uncle Amorous.

I mean, you got to see some exotic places.

I'd hardly call the inside of Marry Court as exotic, would you?

So what happened then?

I don't know.

It just went wrong and I don't know how.

I just know it was all for nothing.

I'm sorry, Deb.

Come on.

I'll show you your room, eh?

I might be wrong, but I get the impression Aunty Mary isn't very keen on

Oh, take your notice, lover.

What exactly is it you're actually digging for, then? The treasures of

the Wealthy.

Wulfstan the... You just made that name up, haven't you? Not at all. He was

reputed to be the richest Anglo -Saxon chieftain of all.

They say that when he died, two ox -drawn carts were used to carry his

to the grave.

And you think he's sort of buried round here, do you?

We're digging in the abbey, one of the more likely sites.

Unfortunately, we've been unable to gain access to the other.

Where's that, then?

It's on land belonging to a most disagreeable fellow, Mr Terence Young.

Oh. You know him?

We're not what you might call intimate.

He simply refuses to let us dig on his property, and yet I'm convinced there's

burial site there, near the river, next to the standing stone.

Really? Well, best to look with it.

Good health. Thank you very much.

I think I might know where that burial site might be.

Before you ask, Lord, the answer's no. I'm not going on to Mr Young's land and

I'm not digging up graves.

You don't really think I'd ask you to do something like that, do you?

I suppose not.

Well, you're wrong.

She hasn't got anywhere else to go? And whose fault is that?

Well, what do you want me to do? Throw her out on the street?

I'm just saying she's trouble.

Always has been.

Your mother couldn't wait to see the back of her. Look, Debbie's me mate, and

I'm dead pleased to see her.

Anyway, at least we'll have an extra pair of hands around the place.

Oh, offering her a job now, are you?

I might just do that.

We're not the only ones eating out tonight.

I'm not surprised.

A very generous offer.

Good evening.

We received one of these coupons. Your opening night offer.

Oh, yes. Promising a free meal for two. I know.

You weren't the only ones.

Ladies and gentlemen, please, may I have your attention?

Thank you.

It seems as though there's been some sort of a misunderstanding.

It looks like we've been the victims of a practical joke.

Well, we will try to serve as many of you as we can, and as a sign of good

faith, there'll be no charge for those of you with coupons.

Thank you very much.

So this is where you got to.

I'm going to pick you up on our way here.

Oh, I thought I'd make my own way. I've wanted something to eat.

Oh, I see.

Oh, fancy one of those. Here we go.

Pickled onions and bananas with lashings of phthalo cream.

Thanks, Mary.

Mike.

Well, on the other hand, I think I'll just stick to my usual.

I didn't know you were taking on extra stuff, Mary.

It wasn't my idea.

And you remember I said that when things go horribly wrong.

Has Mary been filling you in?

This is an old mate of mine, Debbie.

Pleased to meet you.

Hiya. Hi.

She hasn't got you working already, has she?

Oh, we... Couldn't have our Debbie pulling pints now, could we?

Exactly, Mary.

I'm going to make sure Gina has some fun.

That was simply divine.

Thank you. It's really Dennis you take the credit.

Oh.

Do I detect a compliment?

You most certainly do.

That's the best meal we've had since we moved here, isn't it, darling?

Yes. That's very kind of you.

Oh, I mean it.

The locals seem to exist on a diet of fish and chips.

My officer tells me you're newcomers yourselves.

What made you choose Ashfordly? You'll have to excuse my husband asking so many

questions. He can't seem to leave his sergeant cap at home.

No, no need.

No, we needed a change of scene.

We always had the idea to start up a restaurant.

Dennis had come into some money.

I'd lost my wife.

Then this property came up. We knew the area, so here we are.

Any idea who the practical joker is?

None at all.

We don't really know anyone around here.

It's a bit unfortunate after that brick through the window last night.

Well, we put that down to experience.

Life's too short, don't you think?

All the same, if you'd like to drop by the station.

He has got his own interest at heart, you know.

Absolutely. I think we could get used to coming here.

Don't you carry on?

David, I reckon this is the place he meant.

Here, get digging round here. All right, then.

Now you've got to help us.

What we might need... You do yours, I'll do mine.

You do the digging, I'll make sure you're not interrupted.

Try and clear the top surface off for a bit.

Don't go down too deep.

We could put the broken window down to bad luck.

A drunk on his way home.

Let's do this with a coupon for a different kettle of fish.

And the fact that it happened the next day just seems like too much of a

coincidence.

What about competition?

Was there much interest in the sale of the restaurant?

Well, there was another potential buyer.

We came in at the 11th hour and outbid him.

Perhaps he wasn't too pleased at losing out.

Do you have a name?

No.

If we found out who handled the fail, Sarge, we could track down the other

bidder. Yes, Bradley, you look into that.

And, Bellamy, see if these coupons are printed locally.

Yes, Sarge.

With any luck, we'll catch this joker in no time.

What are you doing here?

Well, I didn't think I'd need an excuse to come and see you.

You don't.

You know the new restaurant that's just opened, the Willow Restaurant?

Yeah, that sounds great. When are we going?

Well, whenever.

This week? Yeah.

Actually, I need some information. I knew it.

You couldn't tell me who the other bidder was, could you?

No.

Please.

Sid Wainwright.

Owns a builder's yard in Ashfordly.

Great, thanks.

Um,

I'll, uh... I'll call you later.

Hey, David.

What's that shining down in the corner?

Right at the bottom. What is it?

Don't back in the battery. Watch it hold.

You'll break it.

Please, can we go home now, Mr. Greengrass?

Yeah, yeah. Fill the hole in, we'll get going.

Fill it in!

We don't want somebody coming and taking advantage of all our hard work, do we?

Our?

Don't be pedantic. Just fill it in.

Mr. Wainwright?

Do you have a word?

We're investigating a number of incidents at the Willow restaurant.

Wondering if you could give us a hand.

Where?

Well, you should know. You tried to buy it.

Amber Street.

Oh, that place.

Who won't call the Willow when I were after it? The new owner must have

it.

Owners.

The Jackson brothers.

You say so, look.

Come on. You know who they are?

They bought the place from under your nose.

That's the housing market for you, Constable.

You don't know who you can trust.

I imagine you were too pleased about it, though, were you?

You win some, you lose some.

Oh, these incidents.

What happened exactly?

There was a brick through the window and coupons promising free food.

And they're accusing me?

No, we didn't say that. But we know you had an interest in the property.

I have an interest in Leeds United flour.

But that don't make me a footballer.

So you don't know anything about it?

You blokes never learn, do you?

How do you mean?

You've not got a scrap of evidence.

So, if you don't mind.

Alright, so try it.

I want a word with you.

Police.

I mean, I don't mind it being bought for the nationwide, so long as it's in

reddies. It's Victorian, I'd say. Not Anglo -Saxon.

As far as I'm concerned, it's of no value to me.

Hear that?

Victorian. You'll have to dig a bit deeper, mate.

Deeper? It'll do you good.

If you do, you'll lose a bit of weight.

Don't you dare.

Am I getting through to you?

I don't like people who go running to cops.

Get off him. Get out of here.

Shut it.

This is to remind you not to do it again.

I'm right. Let him go now.

I love you.

Come on.

Come on.

You all right?

Yeah.

I'm glad you came in when you did.

I can see why you decided to stay, G.

It's gorgeous.

And you seem to fit in really well round here.

Yeah, I suppose I do.

I envy you that.

That's one of the things about being an army wife.

You're never in one place long enough to settle.

I'm surprised you never got married, though.

Yeah, well, it might look like paradise, but there's more sheep round here than

blokes.

We could always go back to Liverpool.

Find a couple of scallies from Bootle.

Decent fellas round here.

We need a good night out.

Yeah, we do.

Come on.

You might as well admit to the rest.

The brick through the window, the coupons.

I told you before, I don't know what that's talking about.

Look, you wanted that property. You had it in for the Jacksons and we saw you

commit the assault.

It's in your own best interest to cooperate with us.

If we charge you with assault occasioning actual bodily harm, Mr

could end up with a sizable prison sentence.

All right.

I chucked the brick.

I'd had a few pints. I was that mad.

But that's all I did.

I don't know a note about no coupons.

So, have you decided?

What do you think about earnest for a boy?

Well, I'm not serious.

What about Christopher?

Or Michael?

I wasn't going to say that.

So how's it going, you and Mike?

So far, so good.

Yeah, it's great.

But I didn't come here to prattle on about him.

Oh, prattle all you like.

It really takes to be both.

You're being very brave, Maggie.

Is everything all right?

Up and down.

I think about Neil, but I've got the baby to plan for too.

I'm really looking forward to it.

It's really keeping me going.

Well, if I can help in any way.

How are you at changing nappies?

Hey,

I think I've found something.

Well, what are you waiting for? A round of applause? What is it?

There!

What's that?

Could be interesting. There's a bit of bone there.

See if you can find no toes.

What's that?

I think we're in the money here.

Look at that.

It's a W.

W? Yeah, one that way. When you turn it around, one there.

Know what that stands for, don't you?

Wolston the Wealthy.

Oh, God, can we go home now? No, we can't.

Get digging.

Come on, there might be some more.

You remind me of Luba.

Wrong colour hair.

Ah, well, it must be your personality, then.

Actually, I do a bit of singing.

Yeah, I knew it. I said, didn't I, Gav? This looks like one of them birds off

Ready, Steady, Go. Oh, get lost.

Say them again.

Oh, please.

What do you reckon?

You made a big impression there.

He's really cute, isn't he?

Hey, that Gavin said nice smile.

You're all right.

What's that?

Some sort of box.

Well, get it out. Let's see what's in it.

Oh, no, that's never going to budge, Mr. Grieger. It's far too heavy.

You'll have to give us a hand.

Don't touch. If I get in there, I'll never get out again.

Thanks again.

Good night.

I'm done in.

You're not complaining, are you?

No.

Not with those takings.

They can be as busy as that every night, as far as I'm concerned.

You know, I was standing here earlier tonight and it suddenly hit me.

We might actually do it.

Do what?

Make a go of this place.

Forget the past.

No question.

Now, before you get too philosophical, put that money away and pour me a drink.

I think I'm going to go.

Oh, Debbie.

I'll have to go after her.

Look, I want to go.

What? But it's still early.

I'm enjoying myself.

Look, this was your idea.

I know.

Taxi!

I'm just not ready to meet new fellas yet.

You go back in. Oh, how can I? I have to come with you.

Gina, where are you going?

Can you take me to Aidensfield?

Oh, fine.

You go back in.

Enjoy yourself.

Come on, Gina.

Okay.

Tanger the spade underneath it, David, and prise it up.

Go right down and... Hey,

what's that, Mr. Gringer?

Who's there?

It's Mr. Young. What shall we do?

Who's there?

Show yourselves.

Come on.

Come on, Jamie.

What's this? The Mary Gillette, Bernie?

Oh, there you are.

Here, look. I want to see you do me a favour. Can you tell me if these bones

human or not?

How should I know?

Well, you're in the trade, aren't you?

I deal with bodies, Claude, not bones.

I know, but you must know what bit goes with what bit.

I'll see what I can do.

Where do you get them from?

Second thoughts, I don't want to know.

No, I don't like that concern. I just want to know there's not some of the dog

buried, all right? And don't worry, if they're right, there'll be a pint in it

for you.

Your generosity never ceases to amaze me.

Ah, well, I sometimes surprise myself, don't I?

Is it worth it?

You know as well as I do who did that.

Instead of moaning, Dennis, why don't you give us a hand?

You might get rid of the paint, but there'll be something else.

What's been going on here?

Oh, nothing a bit of white spirit won't remove.

I don't know if that'd be so cheery in view of everything else that's happened.

Have you reported it?

No, we just thought we'd clean it up.

Well, if it is down to Wayne, right, he won't get away with it.

Oh, we don't want any trouble. Perhaps it's best to leave it.

You don't want us to have a word with him?

We prefer to forget it.

Thanks for your help.

I'm really sorry about last night, Tina. I should think you're all.

You messed it up good and proper.

I mean, Gavin was like Bay Park.

The whole evening just fizzled out.

I haven't seen Colin again.

Well, I doubt it.

It's all my fault.

Look, I don't want to talk about it, Debbie.

Well, you just let me explain.

Please, Tina.

When my marriage broke up, it just took the wind out of me.

I wanted kids, out in a garden, the white picket fence, you know.

And look at me.

I've got nothing.

I know I should go out and try and meet another fella, but any time I try, I

just think, what's the point?

I'm really, really sorry that I messed things up for you.

It's just I don't know what to do. I've got nowhere to go.

Look, you don't have to go anywhere.

You can stay here as long as you like.

Professor, I don't think you can get far with that trowel. I've got a couple of

good shovels you can have cheap if you're interested.

Go away, Mr.

Greengrass. Can't you see you're interrupting important work?

I might be a new boy, but I think I'm digging up a few more important things

than you are.

Mr. Greengrass, it seems to me that your primary enthusiasm is for profit.

Really? Tell you, you won't be interested in me later, fine then.

No.

There's in that last bit of rubbish, you know. I had to risk life and limb to

get this.

Put it in that tray.

If I get a chance, I'll have a look at it.

All right.

Hey, well, don't forget who it belongs to.

Good day, Mr... It will be, if that's what I think it is.

Do they give a reason for not reporting the graffiti?

Not really.

I've got the impression they didn't want our help any more.

Weren't even interested when I mentioned Wainwright.

Well, he'd hardly risk getting caught considering all the trouble he's in.

We must be missing something.

We know Wainwright broke the window, but the coupons... It's just not his style.

Do we know a place to order with the printers, Bellamy?

Townsend didn't know anything about it.

What about Johnson's, Phil?

They were closed when I went round.

Better get down there, Bradley.

Will do, Clark.

Show me.

Nothing.

This isn't going to stop.

I'm not going anywhere until I close you down.

We're going to have to tell the police, Alan.

We can't. You know we can't. We don't have any choice.

Might as well just pack up and leave. We're staying.

We're not going to be driven out.

I don't want to go any more than you do. I shall stand up and fight.

How? If you won't let me go to the police.

I'll have to sort it out myself.

What are you going to do, Denny?

This won't solve anything.

Well, I reckon they're human, all right. From here.

You got them off Terence Young's land, didn't you?

It's a vague possibility.

You know they say he did away with his old mother.

Hey, you believe that, you'll nip fog, won't you? It's never passed through my

hands. Perhaps he arranged a more discreet internment.

I don't suppose you know what her first name was, dear?

As a matter of fact, I do.

I laid her late husband to rest. It were Winifred.

We're W.

You get sharper every day, Claude.

Well, does that mean it's not, what's it, the wealthy's grave, then?

Not necessarily, David.

There's still the box, isn't there?

You know what we've got to do, don't you?

We're not going back there.

We've got to.

It could be worth a fortune. Don't worry about it. I'll be with you. Till

something goes wrong.

How can you say that? I don't owe you anything.

Give me one good reason why I should.

Understand what exactly?

All right.

All right, I'll meet you there.

What was all that about?

Nothing. I've got to go.

Wait, who?

Debbie, what's going on?

Yeah, I remember.

She ordered 50.

She? Do you remember what she looks like?

Hey, we wouldn't forget her, would we?

You are a cracker.

Could you be a bit more specific?

She sounded just like that there Stella Black, do you know?

Did she?

Yeah.

Hey, she's not in some sort of trouble, is she?

Honey, there was this bloke in here before and he was looking for her too.

We'll never get this over. It's all rusted up.

No, we'll just have to leave it.

What are you talking about, leave it?

You're so defeatist, David. We'll have that box open if it kills us.

Gina? Is Debbie here?

No, she's not.

I'm glad you've come round, Mike. I'm really worried about her.

How do you mean?

Well, she got a phone call and then she dashed out and she seemed really upset.

Where's her room?

I'll show you.

They're down there.

I never thought I'd be so pleased to see a copper. He's only threatening to kill

us. Oh, we're very tempted, believe you me. I think we've got the situation

under control, Mr. Young, if you would.

Hey, I'll tell you something. It's not the first time he's done away with

somebody, neither.

What? Here, here.

Ask him about this, and at the same time, ask him about his mother.

Here, give me that.

Where did you find this?

This belonged to my mother.

Yeah, I'm sure it did.

If I'm not mistaken, I think you'll find we're standing on it.

This is it.

Debbie Jackson, is that a name?

A married name, yeah.

Why?

What was her husband called?

Alan.

What's going on, mate?

Um, I'm not sure.

Um, there's, uh, there's something I've got to check out.

Well, can I come with you? No, you'd, uh, you'd best not. Look, there's a

she might come here, so, uh, look, I'll, um, I'll go down to the Willow

restaurant. Do me a favour.

Call Sergeant Craddock and tell him to meet me down there, all right? Okay.

Thanks.

So your mother's bracelet was buried here.

Towards the end of her life, my mother became a little deranged.

She started wandering off on her own.

Then I discovered she was burying things in the grounds. This is valuable.

How valuable? Well, to me, it's a family heirloom.

My mother spent the last years of her life in a Scarborough nursing home.

Well, it was for her own safety.

What about the bones?

What bones?

Show him, David.

What's going on, Claude? You'll see.

Officer, I know nothing about this.

What about your mother?

Well, she died in her sleep.

The nursing home will vouch for that.

Ah, Mr. Springard.

Thank goodness.

Mr. Scripps told me I might find you here.

And you are?

My name is Talbot Booth. I'm a professor of archaeology.

Would you mind giving me that?

It might be an important piece of evidence, sir. Oh, don't be a ridiculous

These are the remains of Wollstone the Wealthy. And you are standing on an

archaeological site of great importance.

So that thing I brought you with the two Ws on, that was the real thing, was it?

Indeed it was.

Mr Young, if you would only reconsider and let me investigate this site.

I promise you we'd try and keep disruption to a minimum.

Mr Young?

It would mean a lot to me if my mother's possessions could be recovered.

I give you my word.

Well, then I suppose I should give my consent.

You won't regret it, Mr. Young.

Thank you so much.

Excuse me, would you mind getting out of there?

Well, that just leaves you then, Claude.

Will you be pressing charges, Mr. Young?

Gina's friend Debbie used to be married to Alan Jackson. I think she's

responsible for the sabotage. But why? What reason could she have? I don't know

exactly, but what we do know is the problems with the restaurant started

the same time as she came to the area. Now, the description given to me by the

printer sounded like her.

Is Debbie here?

No, Dennis went looking for her.

I'm afraid he's going to do something stupid.

Do you know where he's gone?

I can only think of one place he might have taken her.

Right, in the car, Peter.

You have to face up to it, Debbie. This has got to be some kind of a joke.

You lecturing me? This has got to stop, or else... Or else what?

Dennis!

What are you going to do?

Finish it?

Is that why you brought me here?

Dennis.

Dennis, let go.

How are you going to stop?

Dennis, you're hurting me!

Dennis! Dennis!

Stay where you are, both of you!

Dennis!

Are you all right?

I was worried.

What about Alan?

Afraid your little secret might come out?

No, I knew Dennis was angry. I was worried about you.

How can you say that?

After what you'd done?

One of the reasons we came here was to give you the chance to forget.

Forget?

How can I forget?

You've ruined my life.

Why shouldn't I ruin yours too?

I just want you to know how it feels.

I... I thought if I smashed up your cosy little

life that I'd feel better.

Like I'd won.

Why?

Ask him.

Me and Dennis... We're not brothers.

We're a couple.

Once Alan had left... We thought we'd move away.

Start again, somewhere else.

Where no one knew who we were.

But Debbie found us.

Yes, I see.

Well, because it's most unusual.

So, what happens now?

Are you going to stay?

I don't know. Well, I think if that's some serious thought.

Well, your business seems to be doing very well.

This should be the last of your problems.

Yeah, but it's hardly the fresh start we were hoping for.

Whatever happens, we don't want to press charges.

I've caused Debbie enough pain.

I don't want to hurt her anymore.

Why didn't you just tell me the truth?

I couldn't.

I felt so ashamed.

I thought it was my fault.

I didn't realise about Dennis.

When did you find out?

I suppose I knew something was wrong, seen after we were married.

I put it down to us being too young. Maybe Alan wasn't ready.

I don't know.

We stayed together for a long time.

I tried to make it work, Gina. I really did.

So you came here just to get even with him?

No.

I wanted to see you again.

You've done really well for yourself, Gina. I'm dead proud of you.

But I can't say.

That'll be the taxi.

Oh, do you have to go?

Who else is going to find me a fella?

You're a real friend, Gina.

Now, I know you don't like to write.

I promise you'll keep in touch, eh?

I'd hate to think it could be another six years.

Don't worry, I will.

Good luck, Debs.

Thanks.

Do you reckon there'll be much more stuff belonging to that wall stand down

there, then?

I put money on it.

Delighted to hear it.

Seeing I'm the one that, like, found it in the first place, there will be some

sort of reward coming, won't there?

Your name will go down in archaeological history, Mr Greengrass. That is reward

beyond price.

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure it is, Professor, but quite frankly, I'd prefer a few

reddies.

What about that bracelet to your mother's? I mean, you said that was

Yes. And I think a little gesture is in order.

Lovely. Right, well, gesture away, then. I already have.

I rang the police station this morning and asked for a drop of charges against

you for trespassing and poaching.

And in view of the fact that you accuse me of murdering my own mother, I think

that's remarkably generous, don't you agree, Mr Greengrass?

To a folk.

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

Heartbeat.

Why doesn't love just stay in my memory?