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

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

Finally, Your Worship, I'd ask you to take into account my client's remorse.

He knows he has been very foolish and is aware that he faces a possible

custodial sentence.

A sentence which might, because of the recent death of his wife, put his entire

family's future at risk.

The experience has been a very salutary one.

I'd ask you, therefore, to show leniency.

Mr. Brooks.

We've listened carefully to Mrs.

Bradley's plea of mitigation.

Nevertheless, horse theft is a crime we take seriously.

And given your previous criminal record, we feel we have no alternative but to

impose a six -month prison sentence.

This will, however, be suspended for a period of two years.

But be assured, Mr. Brooks, were you to appear before us again, you will

certainly go to prison, whatever the consequences for your family.

This is positively your last chance.

Thank you, Your Worship.

You may stand down.

I'm free to go.

Oh, Dad.

Thank goodness.

No, thank this young lady. She was brilliant.

I just told the truth.

Your dad knows what he's done to lose if he ends up in trouble again.

So no clean from now on, eh, Roy? Of course, yeah. Best go on, then, eh?

Yeah, you go on ahead. I'll catch you up. I've got some business to do in

Ashfordly. I won't be long.

Thanks again.

What do you mean about what I stand to lose if Ian's been caught again?

Well, you've no other family, Christine.

If Roy went to jail, well, you and Ian are too young to look after the children

alone. And we'll end up in care, right?

Your dad's learned his lesson.

It won't come to that.

Come on.

Let's go.

No, I'm sorry. I don't dabble in that sort of thing anymore.

No, no. I don't care how much money you're offering. I wouldn't consider it.

I decided long ago I'd better stick to burying the dead, not raising them.

No, no. Money isn't the issue. No.

Goodbye.

Now then.

What was that all about?

What is it about your ears that make them flap every time they hear the word

money? Who am I to make them flap? We're listening to somebody trying to

persuade you to dig up their mother -in -law. I'm not going to dig anybody up.

Well, it sounded like it to me.

If you must know, he used to be a bit of a psychic.

You wouldn't understand, Lord.

Psychic? What?

You mean you can get in touch with the dearly departed?

Someone like that.

The only spirits I want you to get in touch with are petroleum.

Stick me a couple of gallons in.

Son of a kid!

Are you there?

It's a chill.

My son's just had the same thing.

Nothing serious, then? No, no, no, no, no. Just try and keep him very warm and

make sure you give him plenty of fluids.

Thanks for coming out, Maggie.

Not at all.

I know just how easy it is to panic.

Anything else worrying you?

Me?

I don't have time for a lean.

Oh, come on, Christine.

You don't have to cope with everything on your own, you know.

Dad's not back yet.

He's been... Been drinking?

Ever since Mum died.

One drink and then he can't seem to stop.

I'm afraid he'll do something stupid.

Try not to worry.

You're doing a great job.

Your mum would be so proud of you.

I'll come round tomorrow and make sure everything's OK.

Thanks, Maggie.

and they have reared by here a few days.

That horse is worth a small fortune.

Did you see what happened?

No, by the time I got down here, the thieves are gone.

Just found Reed lying there.

Real boy's a racehorse, isn't he? Yes, I bought him at the bloodstock sales last

week. He was due to be moved on to the trainer new market tomorrow.

I invested a lot of money in this animal, Sergeant. I want him found

immediately. I want whoever's taken him brought to book as soon as possible in

here.

Can you describe the man who did this to you?

I remember the van.

Cos it weren't a proper horse box.

More like a removal lorry or something.

What colour was it?

It was hard to tell in the dark.

Blue, I think.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, he's not up to answering any more questions.

Sure, I understand.

Thank you very much, Mr Reid.

What actually made you pack your dinner?

I started hearing voices I didn't want to hear.

I've heard a few of them, mostly from people I owe money to.

Very funny.

It wasn't.

Mr Scripps, I was told I'd find you in here.

Oh, Mrs Greeley, how are you doing?

Well, I'll be a lot better when my Jim's funeral is paid for.

Do you think you could give me another few days' grace?

Well, Jim's been buried a while now. I'll wait a bit longer, I suppose.

Oh, thank you.

I'm afraid money's been very tight, you know, since he passed on.

Well, I thought Jim would work a few bucks.

Yes, but it's all in shares.

I can't find the certificate.

If you found them, though, you'd be all right, wouldn't you?

If? I lie in bed at night willing him to give me some sort of clue.

Have you thought of getting into one of these psychic clairvoyants?

Asking him if he can contact Jim to tell you where they are?

Well, no, but I'll try anything.

Give me a bit of time. I might be able to help you out. I'd be ever so

Claude.

Don't worry, I'll see you all right.

I thought you might.

I'll be in touch, though, if I can sort something out.

Don't even think about it.

You don't believe in any of it anyway.

No, I don't, you daft ape. But Mrs Greenaway does, doesn't she? And the

certificates are bound to be somewhere.

I mean, obviously all she needs is a mind job.

Well, I'm having nothing to do with it.

Only spirits I'm interested in. I know, a petroleum.

No, a spirit that comes in these.

Hmm.

No, there's no sign of the horse yet, Your Lordship, but I assure you we are

making it top priority.

Goodbye.

So, Mr. Reed was unable to give us any more direct leads.

No, Sarge.

What about bloodstock sales where the horse was purchased? We could make some

inquiries and see how stolen racehorses are sold on.

Good idea.

Take Bradley with you. I don't want this business hanging on.

I've got an important social engagement coming up.

Would you like to ask what, Pad?

You may ask if you wish for me.

You won't get an answer.

What about 400 guineas to start? Do I have four?

400, 400 guineas. I have four. Six. I'd like six. Do I have 600?

600 guineas. Six over there. Thank you, sir. Six. I'd like to make it eight. 800

guineas. Excuse me. I have eight. Thank you very much, sir. I'm looking for Mr.

Lawton. 800 guineas. I'd like to make it 1 ,000 guineas. 1 ,000 guineas

anywhere? 1 ,000 guineas. I have, thank you, sir, 1 ,000 guineas. 1 ,000

guineas. That's two. That's two. Thank you, sir. 1 ,200 guineas. That's 1 ,200

guineas. That's right. We're investigating the theft of this

boy. 1 ,400 guineas. Thank you, sir. He was brought here last week by Lord

Ashford. I remember him.

Very promising indeed.

Still in, you say? Very sure.

Presumably it would be very difficult to sell on a racehorse like that. You'd

need identification papers and so on.

Absolutely. If you want my opinion, it'll have been a very professional job.

Horse will be hundreds of miles away by now.

It's certainly not likely to be re -entered for auction here.

Thanks for your help. If you see or hear anything... I'll let you know, of

course.

Any other bright ideas, Al?

Not really, no.

So, which one of us is going to tell Craddock that Lord Astridley's horse

be out of the country by now?

Absolutely.

Roy's always in and out of court for stealing horses, isn't he?

Yes.

But racehorses?

Hard to believe.

Yeah, I suppose.

And, er, what did the vehicle look like?

I think it was dark blue.

It had some sort of lettering painted out on the side.

Right. Well, make some inquiries and get back to you.

Thanks, Phil.

Maggie?

Yes?

Could I have a word?

Yes, yes, of course.

I'm in a bit of a predicament.

Oh.

Why's that?

Well, the thing is, Penny and I won a ballroom dancing competition in

Scarborough this time last year.

The Eileen McMaster Memorial Cup.

Really?

Anyway, the organiser's a friend of mine, and I'd feel a bit of a heel if we

didn't defend the title this year.

I was wondering if, um... if you'd be prepared to step into the breach.

Raymond, I really don't think I'm of a standard. You're an excellent dancer,

Maggie.

I'm sure we'd have quit ourselves very well.

Well... Well, yes, yes, if you're prepared to risk it, then so am I.

Good. I look forward to it.

Thank you, Maggie.

Not at all, Raymond.

Do you have something to ask me?

Er, yes, Sarge.

About Maggie's accident.

It happened last night near Ashfordly Hall.

She was forced off the road by a van.

What time?

About ten.

Same time the horse was stolen.

What's more, her description of the van was very similar to that of Reed's. We

saw Roy Brooks at the Woodstock sale. He's got a van matching that

I see.

Well, we'd better go round and speak to him, wouldn't we?

A seance?

Yeah, that's right, love.

How exciting.

I know someone else who'd like to come.

McAdventure? Yeah.

She's always saying she'd like to talk to her late mother.

I don't suppose she gets much conversation out of health.

Who's the clairvoyant?

Hello.

Would you like to buy one of these?

Oh, well... I'm sure he'd like one.

How much?

Two shillings. I'll make them myself.

There you go. Thanks.

Oh, beautiful baby.

But he grows up to be a heartbreaker.

Oh, I do hope not. There's enough of them around already.

Are you

all right?

Yes, I'm quite all right.

Mr Brooks,

there's been an incident. We have reason to believe you may have been involved.

Give us your whereabouts last night.

I was in Ashfordly. Had a few drinks.

Can you tell us which pubs you're in and when?

I can't, no.

What is all this, anyway?

A resource has been stolen from Ashfordly Hall.

Why don't you just leave him alone?

What's going on?

Well, look, we're just trying to establish your dad's whereabouts last

that's all.

He was at home, weren't you, Dad? Oh, really? All evening?

Yes.

Your father told us he was out drinking in Ashfordly.

Well, maybe it wasn't all evening.

Will you come to the station with us, sir? I'd like you to answer a few

questions. You've already decided I've done it, haven't you? You didn't even do

it. Please don't take him away.

Please! It's all right, love. I'll have to go.

I won't be long.

told us one story, Christine told us another. Which are we to believe?

I think Christine's probably right. It was early evening.

Can you tell us what time exactly?

No, I can't.

I've been celebrating.

I've had too much to drink.

Some celebration.

Then we have a problem, haven't we?

Look, Roy, we only want to find out the truth.

I'll tell you the truth.

Sorry to intrude, Sarge. Mrs.

Bradley's here.

Would you like to have a word, please?

What can I do for you? You're holding Roy Brooks?

Correct. I'd like to see him, please.

He's not requested a solicitor.

His daughter Christine rang me and told me what happened.

As far as I can see, you have no right to hold him.

He's a known horse thief, and a vehicle matching his was seen by two witnesses.

Oh, I see. And you can prove that Roy was driving, can you?

A man has been badly injured, Mrs. Bradley.

We have a duty to follow up all leads.

You have no evidence that my client was present at the scene of the crime.

We've taken our questioning as far as we can at present. Roy Brooks is still

under suspicion.

But I'm prepared to release him for the moment.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Hello. Hi.

Where's Brenda?

Vanished. Nurse noticed her bed was empty about half an hour ago.

We searched the building but no sign of her. Oh, dear.

Well, she'd been agitating to go. Claimed she felt much better.

And was she?

She got high blood pressure.

We're sure that's what caused her to collapse.

But she left before the doctor had a chance to prescribe her anything.

Well, I could always call round and check on her.

She said she lived in an old cottage.

Lee Lane.

OK. Well, I'll take a prescription round later on. OK.

Bye.

You can't let the poor woman down, Bernie. She needs you.

You mean you need me?

You only want a cut of Irene's money.

Yeah, but apart from that, you'll be making an old lady very happy, won't

Not to mention rich. And let's face it, it's the only way you're going to get

paid for Jim's funeral, isn't it? You can't run a business burying people for

nothing, can you?

There are times when I cheerfully bury you for nothing, clone.

You're not on your own there, but can I take that as a yes?

Well, not really.

Good, I'll get it sorted.

Who's there?

Oh, hello, it's the district nurse.

Hello. Oh, hello.

Look, I'm sorry I left like that, after you'd been so kind.

It's just that I hate hospitals.

I can't smell.

Yes, I know the feeling.

However, you do need to take these tablets for your blood pressure and try

see a doctor regularly.

You're very persistent.

It comes with the territory.

You really shouldn't be living in a place like this, you know.

Won't do your health any good.

Can I come in?

Not exactly the risk.

I didn't have much choice, to be honest.

I had to leave me last place rather quickly.

How come?

Oh, I had an encounter with the...

Whitby police.

Oh, I see.

Anyway, I like the open road.

I'm... What do they call it?

A free spirit.

So you haven't got any family, then?

Oh, no, not now, no.

I had a little boy.

Like you.

He died.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry.

It were a long time ago.

If you like, I can call again in a few days and check your blood pressure.

All right.

But I'd rather nobody knew that I was here, if you know what I mean.

Yeah.

Our secret.

So what are you going to do? Walk out on us? What did you expect me to do? Make

everything all right again?

What's going on?

You're better off without me.

All of you.

Dad?

Where are you going?

Does it really matter?

Please, just come in and let's talk.

We'll go after him again.

What's the point?

He always does what suits him.

We'll manage without him, Christine.

Coffee, Sarge?

Thank you, Bradley.

Sarge?

Roy Brooks.

Yes. I don't think you'd have the contacts to sell on a horse like that.

Go on.

Well, I reckon it was someone connected with the bloodstock sales.

They'd know the horse was valuable and would be well -placed to sell it on, but

they could also have found out that the horse was going to Ashfordly's and not

Newmarket. That's an idea.

Get back on to Reed and find out who he spoke to at the sales. I want to get

this wrapped up before Lord Ashfordly gets in touch again.

Right, Sarge.

Second product.

Lord Ashfordly, hello.

Hello.

I want to see how Jamie is.

Well, the temperature's back to no -no again.

He's just making a racket.

What's the matter, Christine?

Dad, he's walked out.

I don't know what to do.

What's happened?

He's been in trouble with the police.

They never trust him.

Somebody even told him that he tried to run them off the road last night.

The warrant was his van.

They must have been lagging.

Come on, Christine.

I'm scared, Maggie.

Mrs Bradley said that it was his last chance.

Listen to this.

What are you doing here?

I called to see Jamie.

After what you did?

She's the one who dropped Dad in it.

What do you mean?

We're just reporting an incident to the police.

You told the police Dad's van ran her off the road.

It was you?

I didn't know it was Roy's man.

You're no better than the rest of them.

Always interfering, always thinking the worst. But I trusted you, Maggie.

It wasn't like that, Christine.

Well, just get out, will you?

You heard what she said.

You're not wanted here.

What are you doing here? You'll get your money, I've told you. You've got to go

back to Ashford, Liz. Don't be ridiculous.

I went to hospital. That bloke's in a bad way.

My prints are all over that metal bar.

We've got to find it.

I'm not risking it.

You're on your own, Lynch.

We'd just like to have a quick word with Mr Reeves, that's all right? I'm afraid

Mr Reeves' condition has deteriorated considerably.

We're taking him to theatre now.

His brother was here earlier.

I should really let him know that we're going to operate, but I can't find him.

Will you let him know?

His brother?

Yeah, he was very concerned.

What did he look like?

Um, he was short, brown hair, and he had a scar.

I presumed he'd been in contact.

Well, if he, uh, if he comes here again, you'll let us know, won't you?

Certainly.

I thought you'd spoken to Rick's family after the assault.

I did.

He doesn't have a brother.

I'd say you would, if I... No, no, I've got to go. Bye -bye.

Hello.

What brings you here?

I'm looking for a man who works for you.

Smallish build, dark hair, scarlet the temple.

Do you know where I can find him? You mean John Lynch?

I'm sorry, I'm afraid I've got no idea. He doesn't work here anymore.

Well, that's strange, because when I called round earlier, I saw you talking

a man of exactly that description.

Well, I'm afraid you must be mistaken.

Oh, but excuse me, Constable, I'm really terribly busy.

I looked out of the window, saw a light by the stable, crept down, caught him in

the act.

Come on, then.

Get you in the car.

And he admitted he was looking for this?

Yeah, couldn't have been simpler.

I must say, Sergeant, it's a bit much when I have to do your job for you.

Well, thank you for your help, Your Lordship. Now, if you don't mind, we'd

to finish the job ourselves.

Sam! Oh, I'm sorry. I did knock, but the door was open. There wasn't any answer.

I was only holding him. He'd woken up.

Yes, sometimes he gets upset by strangers.

Oh, no, he was as happy as a lark, weren't you, Pet?

I came to give you these.

Thank you. You've been so kind to me.

Most people don't want to know.

Such a bonny baby.

Could I take him out for a walk sometime round the village?

Oh, I don't know... Well, it'll give you a break and I'm sure he'd enjoy it.

Yes, maybe.

Oh.

I see.

Well, I'll see you around, maybe.

I didn't mean... I know exactly what you meant. Why should you trust me? Nobody

else does.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

I panicked.

Who else was involved?

Do you understand the serious method we've charged? Tell us the truth.

It's the only way you'll help yourself.

If Mr Reid dies, you're looking at murder.

You'll spend the rest of your life in jail and your accomplice will get off

-free. Is that what you want?

No point in continuing that.

Lawton.

Steve Lawton.

He spoke to him at Bloodstock sales.

I know who he is.

He organised everything.

Had a buyer lined up in South.

Lawton's in real trouble.

He owes money all over.

I only did what he told me to.

Including nearly killing a man.

Why doesn't Lawton know?

I don't know.

Why are you protecting him?

Do you think he'd do the same for you? I don't know where he is.

Everything's gone wrong.

The buyer pulled out at last minute.

Lawton's desperate.

He won't stick around for long.

Right, Bradley, get over to this Lawton's right now.

No sign round the back. Nothing here either.

Mike?

Mike?

What do you think?

I'm impressed.

We thought it had a bit of atmosphere.

Yes, of course.

Oh, we're just waiting for Mrs Ventress, then.

Oh, she has been looking forward to this.

She can't wait to talk to Evelyn, you know. Really?

She'd better hurry up, otherwise she'll have been and come and gone.

And there's no sign of him at all?

None, Sarge.

Ah, twiddling.

What is this?

How much?

Hello, Sarge.

Bellamy, what are you doing here?

Babysitting, Sarge.

Of course.

Look, come in, come in.

Thank you.

Hello, Raymond.

All set?

I think so.

You'll remember to give him his bottle before eight, won't you? Otherwise he

won't sleep through the night.

No problem. Come on, you two, get off.

Have a good time.

Thank you, Phil.

Bye now.

Good luck.

Well, that'll be misadventurous now.

Either that or he started without telling us.

Alf.

Mrs Ventress sends her apologies. She's indisposed.

She told me to come in her place.

Well, that's lovely.

I thought you said you were trying to finish the job. What do you mean?

You better come with me.

Now.

All right, little fella.

Supper time.

He

was

in his cot.

He was fine.

Well, he can't just have walked away. Somebody must have got in and taken him.

I don't see how.

Unless, uh... Unless what?

Uh, I doubt it's the gravure imprint of the television.

What, the door wasn't locked?

No.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

It's not your fault.

Maggie, have you seen anyone hanging around outside the house?

No.

Well, only Brenda.

The old woman who lived in the cottage on Lee Lane.

She's always asking after them, but...

She told me she lost a child.

A little boy. It must have been her.

She must have him.

Oh, Maggie.

Phil called me.

Look,

I'll stay here with her. You two go off and find Sam.

You don't get an answer.

Don't worry, we'll call it a day.

I'll tell Mrs Ventress you couldn't get a reply.

Hold on.

Evelyn, is that you?

She wants you to know she's quite content, Alf.

Her spirit's at rest.

She's very happy and she sends you her love.

That's wonderful to know, isn't it, Alf?

Yeah. She's talking more to him now than she did when she was alive.

Looks like she's left.

Doesn't mean she's got the baby, though, does it?

Sarge? I'm sure.

Right. You get hold of that dress. We'll cover more ground if we split up. She

can't have gone far.

It's definitely Jim, Irene.

He wants you to know that you're in his thoughts all the time.

Tell him he's in mine.

Ask him if he knows anything about the difficult.

Wait.

I'm getting a place now.

It's dark.

It's musty.

Sounds like a fella, that.

Have you got one, love?

You must think I'm daft.

I've been through it with a fine tooth comb. Definitely a fella, that's all I'm

getting. You said that, and ask him whereabouts in the fella.

Will you cease interrupting, Claude?

Well, try and get on with it, then.

Hold on, I think I'm getting another voice.

What voice?

What matter? Try and find out about the certificate.

It's a woman.

It would be.

She's blonde.

Fully figured.

What's she saying?

Talking about a weekend in Morecambe.

She was badly let down.

I think she's got a message for someone in this room.

What's her name?

Wait a moment.

Erica.

Erica Thorne.

She's going to make someone pay.

Blow her candles out.

Oh.

That was just getting interesting.

Yeah, well, I think what we ought to do is go over to your cellar, Irene, see if

we can find something you might have missed.

I've got to get home.

The kids, they need me.

Come on. Come on. Get him.

I'll take you.

It's not good going drunk in a ditch.

Eh? No.

No.

That's my place.

Definitely Roy Brooks is mad.

He's smart, all right.

A greedy devil.

Stop! Stop!

Police! Get that damn oil!

Get out of the cab! Come on!

Ah, I'm sorry, Lovie.

It looks as if we've been misinformed.

Do you think we should have another seance? Oh, my dead body.

Hey -o.

Let's get those lovelings.

Right.

So, here.

How did you get involved in all of this?

Lawson.

He told me he had information on my dad.

He said that if I didn't help him, he'd give it to you and Dad would go to jail.

Ian, you drove his truck.

You put him under suspicion.

No, no, I wasn't thinking straight.

I was so frightened for him.

I never meant for all this.

All right.

But we'll just take a full statement and then we'll let you get out, okay?

Hey, this looks like a bit of Eureka.

It's a good one.

Brenda! Leave me alone. I've not done anything.

Get in. Why? I've not done anything. Come on, get in.

And close the door.

There's the baby.

What? Sam, Nurse Bolton's baby, is missing.

Sam, I don't understand.

His shawl was found where you were living. Where is he?

Oh, I did take the shawl. I were angry.

But not the baby.

in a bit of trouble.

I might be a thief, but I'd never take a child from his mother!

It's just a pile of old letters.

Let me see.

My darling Jim.

I can't stop thinking about you.

These are love letters.

Oh, my love.

Erica.

You were right, Mrs. Crick.

Erica Thornthwaite.

My Jim was carrying on with a flaming chiropodist.

I wouldn't have thought it was anything serious, Irene. It was just probably a

bit of an aberration on Jim's part. She was probably doing something with his

feet and got carried away.

The only aberration was me asking you to help in the first place.

Your sins have caused nothing but trouble, Claude.

I wish I'd never listened to your ridiculous scheme.

And you can clear all that mess up as well before you go.

That'll teach them to make things up.

I bet these letters were a bit of a shock, weren't they?

Only did it for a laugh. Yeah, what a shame you didn't get one, especially

me. I'm trying to get you going.

I wish I'd never told you about me and Erica fourth week.

Mind you, I never realised that Jim Greenaway was having something to do

her at the same time.

Weren't we all?

Well, not you as well.

Right so.

I thought I was the only one.

Do you want a list alphabetically? Not particularly, but I'll tell you one

thing. You pull another stunt like this and you'll finish up at another seance.

But you'll be coming from a different direction.

Well, there'd never have been a problem if you all just left us alone.

We're just doing our job, Christy. Well, you can keep part of our lives. You and

Maggie Bolton and the rest of them. Maggie didn't want to get your dad into

trouble. She feels really bad about it.

She's in a terrible state.

Her own baby's gone missing.

Someone's taken him.

Well, then, she'll know how I'm feeling, won't she?

I'm really sorry, Maggie.

It's me who should be sorry.

It's all my fault.

If I behaved more like a father and less like a fool, this wouldn't have

happened.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

I was angry with you.

I thought Dad would go to jail.

I would never have hurt little Sam.

Come on.

Let's get the two of you home, eh?

Sleeping like a log.

I'm pleased to hear it.

Sorry about the dance, Raymond.

Not at all.

Maybe it's fate's way of telling me to move on.

Forget about Penny.

Maybe.

Is that how you feel about your own situation?

I mean, I know that what happened to Neil was much more tragic, but...

Well, you must have started to think about the future.

I made a complete hash of things with Penny.

Didn't pay her enough attention, you see, so that when Temptatum came along,

it's not surprising that she... succumbed.

But I've learned my lesson, and I think now that with the right woman, I'd be

able to move on.

Maybe you and I could think about moving on together.

Well, we do get on very well, Maggie.

Listen, Raymond, um... We do get on very well.

And I am very fond of you.

But if you're suggesting any more than that... I'm sorry.

No, no, no, don't be sorry.

Let's be frank.

I've hurt your feelings.

Not a bit.

Not a bit.

I've got to explore in the possibilities, that's all.

Anyway, after what we've been through tonight, it's not the best of timing.

I'm not sure the timing would ever be right for you and I, Raymond.

No, I'm sure you're right.

I'd best be on my way.

I really am very fond of you, you know.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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