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

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

You weld these on.

We ain't gonna jump no more.

Good afternoon.

Which way to Aidensfield, baby chicks?

Aidensfield.

Just follow the road round for about a mile. You can't miss it. First time in

life I've seen a copper doing something useful. You keep it up, love.

I'm sorry we're closed.

Well, the door was open.

Aye, but we're not.

We're thirsty.

Well, there's a tap outside.

You're not a very hospitable gentleman, are you?

No, not before 5 .30.

Oh, I see.

There.

Doesn't time fly?

What do you think you're doing?

Oh, hello, lovely.

We're just trying to get a drink.

Look, if you lot don't leave now, I'm calling the police.

Oh, dear.

We'll drink to that.

Every night, 5 .30 to 10 .30, people laughing, drinking, even singing.

It's the Pope, Mr Blaine. I don't care what it is. I want you to curb the

racket. It's stopping my work.

Ashfordly Police.

Oscar Blaketon, what a nice surprise.

How many?

I'll get someone over right away.

Port of trouble at the Aidensfield Arms.

Ventress, radio Bradley.

Get him over there. Bellamy, you should go.

Actually, Sarge, since Bellamy's dealing with Sir Blaine here, maybe I should

go. Good idea.

You and I can hold the fort.

Come with me.

Another four of them of just ten, Bill.

I'd better handle this.

Ho, ho, ho!

Look what the cat dragged in.

Alf, what's going on then?

Hey, you didn't say help me. Oh, help, oh.

I heard there was a bunch of old men causing trouble. Oh, you should look in

mirror, Grandad. Alf, what's going on?

What's going on is that we are going to drink a toast to Alf Ventress.

To Cobra Alf Ventress.

Is there something you're not telling us, Alf?

It's my friend's 15th commando, 25th reunion.

Oh, my. Lovely to see you.

Commando, you were in the commando. You bet he was.

Nothing stood in the way of speedy adventurists.

Speedy? On account that he wasn't.

It's only me, Molly.

Hello. How are you doing?

Bit of a fiddle, Maggie.

Good, right. Well, I'll just make sure it's clean.

This is my son, Graham.

He's come up from Bristol to look after me.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Maggie Belton, pleased to meet you.

Hello.

Well, I must say, your mum's bearing up remarkably well. Yes, she is.

All things considered.

And there we are, halfway up this Greek cliff, all lit up like Piccadilly

Circus, and Jerry firing machine guns and goodness knows what all else at us.

And I'm thinking, if I fall off, I hope I'm dead before I reach the bottom, when

I hear Alf cry out.

And I look down, and I see him nearly fall off his rope.

Well, I nearly did, too.

And I called out to him. I said, are you hit, Alf?

And he doesn't answer.

He's there, hanging, half upside down, his robe.

So I go down to him as fast as I can with bullets, chipping the rock all

me. And I reach him and I say, half -mate, half, are you OK?

And he groans.

I've got it!

And I say, I know, chum, I know, but I'm going to get you out of here thinking,

how on earth am I going to do that?

And he straightens up with a grin on him like Cheddar Gorge.

And I say, hey, what's going on?

And he holds up his ciggy as if it were the crown jewels, and he says, I dropped

my fag.

And I'd only just lit it.

I've got to say, I'm shocked that you let an elderly woman in her condition

home.

Well, I'm sorry you feel like that, but it was what she wanted.

She's always been headstrong, but that doesn't mean to say you have to pander

her every whim.

It wasn't the whim.

It was her declared wish after long talk for the doctor and me.

She should be in hospital.

She's happier here.

Why, is that what's important?

Making her happy instead of making her better.

The Commandos.

They're jumping out of boats, running up cliffs in funny hats, commandos. Yeah,

believe it or not, he was on the Sherbo grade when they blew up the German U

-boat pens.

This commanding officer got a VC.

And that bloke over there, Lovell, he got the military cross.

What, did Alf get anything?

Nothing. He was asleep in the boat.

You're just jealous, Oscar.

Jealous? Of course I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Well, maybe I am, just a touch.

Ventress the commando. It's unbelievable.

Oscar, another nine pence, please.

So, Mokes let you go then, eh?

Eventually, yes.

I've seen a crowd that comes back off his holiday.

They're better, as far as I'm concerned.

Oh, run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run.

It's the best sport in Yorkshire. I mean, there's salmon, trout, pheasant,

grouse, the lot. Whose land is it?

It's private, but I'm a very good friend of the owner.

Thank you. Leave it to me, will you? How much are you going to charge us? Oh,

since you're old soldiers and I was in the mob myself, I'll do it for five quid

a head, special discount.

But you'll have to pay extra for the rods and guns.

We'll ask Lord Ashfordly before we do it.

Thank you, David. Do you realise you'll be working for a note?

You've been avoiding me.

You got my letter?

Yeah, I got it.

What good do you think that's going to do? I don't know.

I did my best.

I had no choice.

What do you think my father would say?

Calm down.

Right. Look at this.

You are breaking the noise abatement act. Look at that.

Look. What is it? It is a noise meter. And it says you are making too much

noise. He calls in trouble, love? No, it's OK.

Well, fill us up, then love will drop the last round all over the floor.

It's 10 .32.

You can't sell drinks after 10 .30. Keep your panties on me.

Right, I am reporting you, Miss Ward, and every one of you. On three, Tom.

One, two, and three!

What is that?

Get him out!

Get him out!

Where's the house?

Well, there he is, over there.

Speedy Ventress.

Well, what are we after?

Well, there's all sorts of trout. There's browns and rainbows. And there's

old pike in there that's been driving me mad. Touch him and I'll give you a few

quid. He's a very generous man, this Lord Ashfordly. I would be if he knew

about it.

And then they carried you out?

Two of them.

Just because I pointed out that it was illegal to sell drinks after 10 .30.

Mr Blaine, the owner is a former policeman. I doubt he'd break the law.

How long have you been living in Aidensfield?

Four weeks.

Four weeks.

Mr Blaine, the pub is part of the village fabric.

You can't honestly expect to turn it into a monastery.

But it's stopping my work.

I came here for peace and quiet.

I'm an inventor, you see.

Really? You know the Blaine ionospheric kite?

No.

Look, I'll instruct the local bobbies to keep a strict eye on the place.

Local bobbies, that's a good one.

They were there last night, just as rowdy as the rest of them.

Where are all these fish you promised us?

I can't understand it.

Ashfordly and his lad in our post have probably cleared it out without even

telling me.

Dealing his own fish.

Criminal. I think it's time for some commando fishing tactics. Here, hold

What are you doing?

You can't do that. One, two,

three.

Hey,

who's got the net?

Oi! What's your game?

It's the Ashwinly Hitler.

Scalper. David, quick.

Come on. I'll have you, Greengrass.

Come on.

Come on. Leave those, David. Come on. Being part of the community is one

Having complaints about your conduct is another.

And the Aidensfield Arms is now on parole.

So are you.

Understood?

Yes, I do.

Ventress.

I know military reunions can be occasion for high spirits, but your friends have

used up their goodwill.

Next time, they'll spend the night in here. Clear?

Good morning, Ashfordly Police.

Really? Well, yes.

We'll get on to it straight away. Yes.

Lord Ashfordly, his gamekeeper's just seen Claude Greengrass dynamiting fish.

And he wasn't alone.

Go and talk to him.

Yes, sir.

Oh, you stay with me, Bellamy. I've got something I want you to look at.

Bradley, take Ventress. Get him into the brochure before he redecorates the

office.

Mr Lovell?

What are you doing in here?

I thought this was my room.

Sounds daft, doesn't it?

And unlikely.

What was all that between Lovell and that young bloke?

Charlie Penwood.

Yeah.

His dad was our CEO. He got killed on the raid.

Charlie blames Lovell for his death. Is he right?

But there was a story that an order cancelling the raid somehow never got

through.

Is that true?

I don't know.

200 went over, 45 got back.

That's what I know.

Wojtek used to bring me here when we were courting.

I never put much mind to it then.

I was too busy looking at him.

He was in the RAF, you know, a Polish squadron. They were based at...

I've told you all this, haven't I?

I must be going senile.

I hope I die before I lose all my marbles.

It's a safe bet, isn't it?

I think you're being very brave, Molly.

Brave has nothing to do with it.

I've been lucky.

Good husband.

Good son.

Good life.

It's hard for him, the state I'm in.

That's all.

He's a lecturer in chemistry.

Dead brainy.

I don't know who he got that from.

Oh, I do.

I think I might just stretch my legs. You do that.

You and Graham.

This is a panacea, is it?

A drive in the country. This is going to keep her alive?

Mr Radinsky, your mother is dying.

There isn't anything that any hospital or doctor can do.

So that absolves you of all responsibility, does it? No, we're still

responsible, but we are prepared to face facts.

So is your mother.

You should too.

There's never enough stock on any of the estates these days, and even if there

is, the overshooting and overfishing, it's ridiculous.

It is there.

What's that got to do with it? I'll tell you something.

The game stocks, they'd be gone if it wasn't for people like us culling it

properly. Well, is that what we're doing? Didn't I say it was?

Yes. I must be right, then.

Excuse me. What?

Is there a pub or a hotel here?

Well, it's dead and shut out, but it's full of soldiers.

Good. That's who I'm looking for. Mr. Drake!

Mr Lovell. I was just coming to find you at the pub.

Here I'll do fine.

Claude. David.

See you tonight, Matthew.

You know what that is? What? A tripe spitfire. It can't half -shift, but it

can't go round bends.

Can't it? You mean like the ones you're always driving me round?

I wish you could shift as fast. Come on, get in the truck.

We've only got three guns, so you'd better have them.

That's very noble of you, Claude. Always have been. To a fault.

I'm not feeling so good. I think I'm going to go back.

What, miss all the sport?

Well, leave some for you old folks.

Cheeky beggar.

Right, lads.

Synchronise watches.

Well, I've got a watch.

Well, don't synchronise it, then.

Matty. Matty.

Mr Healy, did you hear anything at all? Footsteps, conversation, anything?

Nothing. Do you know anyone who would want to hurt Mr Lovell?

No, no one.

Thank you, sir.

Schofield, take care of Mr Healy, please.

Looks like the gun went off under his chin.

Could be murder, suicide, accident, anything. Yeah, whatever it is, I don't

the look of it. We'd better call CID.

Excuse me asking, but how long have I got to wait?

I beg your pardon.

I think so and all. I've been stood standing for nearly two hours.

What is that?

It's a dead body.

And whose gun is beside him?

Yours. Whose land are we on, Lord Ashfordly?

Put those three things together, Greengrass, and you are in deep trouble.

So you'd better start being incredibly polite to me.

So you brought Lovell and Healy here for a spot of poaching?

Oh, yeah.

And Penn Warden, he were here and all. Then where is he?

Well, he didn't feel very well. He went back before we started.

Penn Warden and Lovell aren't the best to make such.

Get Fentress and Bellamy to find Penn Warden.

What about me, though?

After that, Bradley, take Mr. Greengrass to the cells.

What for? I'm not done yet. Charge him with poaching and anything else you can

think of.

Well, it was just like this.

Empty, bags gone.

What time?

Oh, about eight o 'clock.

Found this, though, in the bin.

Looks like he tried to destroy it.

It's signed by Lovell.

His memory, fraudulently misused, betrayed the trust.

I'm very sorry, Matthew J. Lovell.

What's it mean of?

I don't know.

Hang on.

Which way did you come from?

Back there somewhere.

And Jim Heavey?

Over there somewhere.

And who did this?

Probably a very big rabbit.

Whoever it was, he was here for a while.

And he's a keen smoker.

You know what you're looking for, then? A large bunny rabbit with a very funny

habit.

How long do you want to spend in the cells, Claude? Where's the body,

Down the back, sir, with Sergeant Knox.

And with the three stooges?

CID.

What's that stand for? Coppers in distress.

Hope we do a bit better than Sergeant Noakes.

What happened?

She's very conscious.

She's not well enough to be at home.

It's what she wanted.

Well, thank goodness I was well.

You should go.

Gina said you saw a young pen warden in here yesterday.

He said he'd got the rooms mixed up. We won't find anything here.

I ain't gonna take help.

What you got?

Cash checks.

Made out of cash.

Drawn on whose account?

15 Commando widows and orphans.

They're all signed by... I know who they're signed by.

How long's it been going on?

Well, the first one's dated Jan 61, and the latest is December last year.

Hidden in Lovell's case?

Yes, sir.

A total of £5 ,400.

Lovell was trustee of the Widows and Orphans Fund.

Only he had the authority to write the cheques.

And the money didn't go to these widows and orphans?

It doesn't seem so, sir.

I'd heard that the families had difficulty getting money out of Matty.

Lovell, that is.

I didn't believe it, but...

And there's the letter. It reads like a confession.

Lovell and Penwarden talked about the letter two nights ago. It's what started

them fighting.

But if Lovell was committing fraud, why would Penwarden know about it?

Well, his mother, our CO's wife, had been ill for years, so Charlie would

how difficult it was getting money out of the fund.

So he threatened to expose Lovell?

It's possible.

Which is why Lovell shot himself.

We don't know that, sir.

Right.

I want the books and the accounts of the funds seized, and I want Ben Warden.

Clear? Yes, sir.

Anything else you want to tell me, Ventress?

No, sir.

I scratch Lord Ashford back now and again, so I think the Prime Minister

prosecute. Thanks to you, he'll have the press all over in the state.

He'll prosecute.

I'm sorry about your mate health.

Thanks, God.

You were all right, were you?

Why would he do a thing like that?

Hard to say.

He didn't seem so happy yesterday when he met that man outside the shops.

Which man?

He was travelling to try out Spitfire.

David, which man?

Said his name was Drake.

Drake? There's no tells we can do to help. Let us know.

Come on, David.

Ashfordly Police.

You have?

Well, okay.

Thank you.

Hey, uh, Pam Warden's shown up.

Police station south of Leeds. Heard the news about the shooting on the radio.

Turned himself in.

So Drake was snooping around.

Oh, he sounds like it.

Lives not far from here. Who's Drake?

A writer. A muckraker.

What sort of muck?

Any sort of muck you can find. What he can't find, he makes it up.

He's written about Singapore, Dieppe, anything to make the army look bad.

Now he's doing Sherbrooke.

And there's much to find there, is there?

When we got back to England, there was a staff officer waiting.

He said, why did you go in? The raid was cancelled.

Well, Matty was the highest -ranking officer we had left.

He said, what order? We got no order.

They say there was a rumour that Matty received the order and never passed it

to anyone.

That's why three -quarters of those that went over never made it back.

Charlie Penwarden thinks that for one. I thought his dad got the VC.

His dad got a bullet in the head.

Well,

that's one for the road.

Cheers, Oscar.

If Drake found proof about the missing order, or worse still, if Charlie

put him on to it, it'd be more than Matic a bear.

Enough to kill himself.

Look, uh, with Drake, does he realize the kind of grief he's caused?

I doubt it even occurs to him. This one's on me.

Thank you.

The time is 10 .35, and you are serving drinks illegally.

Constable Bellamy, take their names.

They're residents.

They can drink after hours.

He's not, and he's not.

Take their names, or I'll report you, too. Fine.

Report me. Look, I own this pub. I'm just entertaining my friends.

You can't entertain them and take money for it at the same time.

Constable Bellamy!

Do what he says, Phil.

Label each glass with the correct name, please.

Tomorrow, when the photo's developed, you can present the evidence to Sergeant

Noakes.

Take me home,

Maggie. It's not up to me, Molly.

I don't want to die in here.

You're not going to.

Do promise me.

You must.

Promise me, Maggie.

Mrs. Bolton, why are you here?

It's a hospital. I'm a nurse.

Then I'm sure you must have patients to see.

Thanks for dropping by.

I'll see you later, Molly.

Promise.

And Molly Rosinski, is she one of yours?

Yep. She's a sweetie.

What's her prognosis?

Honestly.

Honestly?

She'd be looking to make it through the day.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

As I said, the first I heard was on the radio, and as soon as I heard, I went to

the police.

Why did you leave so suddenly?

I wasn't sudden. I'd decided to go the night before.

Why? Well, because my presence was causing bad feeling.

With Lovell, mainly.

And I went shooting to try and patch things up, but it was hopeless.

You'd moaned she'd turn?

Yes.

Is that a problem?

You were smoking one less than 20 feet from where Lovell was found.

I don't know what you mean.

This was found on the trail that led from Lovell's body to the road, where

tyre tracks that matched your minibus were found.

We haven't run tests to see if the butt's got any fingerprints on it, but

easily do that.

Were you in that clearing with Lovell, Charlie?

OK. I was there.

I needed to talk to him.

Why?

Because my mother is seriously ill.

I needed money for her and Lovell wouldn't give it to me.

But why nick up on him in the woods?

Why not just talk to him?

Because he wouldn't talk.

He wouldn't face up to what he'd done.

What had he done?

He'd stolen money from the fund.

I got a letter from him admitting the whole thing.

So you confronted him?

I told him that if he didn't pay the money my family was owed, I would go to

authorities. Did you say you'd go to Ralph Drake?

I might have.

I was angry. I'd threatened to tell Ralph Drake things.

I mean, Lovell had been my father's best friend.

But he had betrayed him.

I had no idea it would have this result.

Sorry.

The police.

Listen, my name is Blaketon.

Sit down, Mr. Blaketon.

It's old, but it still works.

My name is Drake.

I'd like to report a break -in.

Not now, Bradley.

You need to hear this, aren't you?

Someone called Drake on the phone.

He's just caught someone called Blaketon breaking into his office.

Is this seat taken?

Oh, make yourself at home.

Have you ever thought about dying, Claude?

Why, do you know someone I don't?

Oh, no.

No, no, I was just wondering.

Why? Would you mind going and wondering about somebody else?

My mum said that she could die happy if I could find myself a wife.

Did she?

She's going to be around for a long time yet.

What about you, Claude?

If you could to, how would you want to die?

What do you mean?

Apart from being shot by a jealous husband?

Well, if you're serious, I suppose I'd like to be... I'd like to be by a

riverbank on a lovely sunny afternoon with Alfred on one side and a nice fat

trout on me lying on the other side and Yorkshire playing Lancashire on my

transistor. That would be nice.

Not somewhere comfortable and warm.

People looking after you.

What do you mean?

Like in a hospital, with doctors and nurses poking and prodding at you all

time. No offence, but no thank you.

None taken.

What about your book?

Which book?

Debacle at Cherbourg.

Must make you feel pretty grand, pulling down good men like that.

Making their deaths worthless.

The raid was a debacle.

Achieved nothing, despite what the papers said.

Men died for no reason.

In your eyes.

In the eyes of any sensible person.

They had intelligence. The Germans were waiting for them. They still went ahead.

It's not my job to applaud folly. How are you brave?

Is it your job to drive good men to suicide?

What? Matthew Lovell.

He killed himself yesterday.

Why?

Why would he do that?

Because of what you were going to write about him.

He had nothing to be afraid of.

He deserved his MC.

None of them would have made it back if he hadn't held them together.

The villain was the CO, Giles Pennwarden.

He got the Admiralty signal ordering postponement. I've seen the original

his initials on it.

But he wanted to be Nelson, putting a telescope to his blind eye.

Trouble is...

Nelson was lucky, and Penn Warden wasn't.

Why did you and Lovell meet in Aidensfield?

He was asking me not to publish.

For what reason?

He wanted to protect Giles Penn Warden and his family.

And you were still going ahead.

I was.

Until this.

I don't get it.

Lovell had no reason to kill himself.

None.

There'll be an inquest, so we'll need you to stay in the area. Of course.

Apart from that, you're free to go.

Thanks for coming back. Clear things up. I'm glad I could help.

Sign him out, Ventress.

I'll be on my way, too.

Yes, sir.

Thanks, Sergeant Noakes, for hospitality.

Mr.

Drake.

Sergeant Noakes, Ashfordly Police.

Is this the intruder?

Yes.

Bradley. I'm sorry, Sarge, but you're under arrest.

That won't be necessary.

Sir, a break -in is a break -in. It's my property.

There's no damage.

I don't want to prep charges.

Do you know where Charlie Penn Warden is?

He's at the station, but we've finished with him. I don't think you have,

Sergeant. You see, I don't believe that Matthew Lovell killed himself.

Inquest will be on Friday.

Coroner's Court will get in touch with you.

That's the new police station.

I'll be off then, Alf.

Alf? Not so fast, Charlie.

Hello, Molly.

This is David.

Here's Alf.

Mr Blaine, look, I've been to ask me if you'd be good enough to let this matter

drop.

I knew that was why you were here.

Trying your feminine wiles on me. No.

Look, I promise I'll try and be a good neighbour in future.

As long as I drop my charges.

I'm appealing to you, Mr Blaine.

But unfortunately, you're not appealing enough.

Go on, Gina.

We're wasting our time here.

I've been such, Mr. Blay.

Don't forget the glasses.

Look, why are you asking all this?

You've got all the evidence that you need that Lovell was stealing money.

It's not just about that.

I don't care what Drake says.

War stories, everybody's got one.

Evidently, you were prepared to use one to pressure Lovell.

And evidently, he felt guilty enough about it to kill himself.

No, tell me she's... No, it's nothing like that.

Well, then what? Where is she?

She discharged herself.

She left.

She left?

Well, how's she going to hardly move?

How did she leave?

Home.

Got no leverage.

No eyewitnesses. No forensics.

All he has to do is stick to his story and he gets right out of here.

All we've got is a hunch that Lovell wouldn't kill himself.

Oh, it's more than a hunch. It's a good feeling.

Oh, thanks. That's a lot of help, Alf.

How ill was Penwarden's mother?

Oh, I don't know. She'd lived in France for years.

Well, Penwarden spent some time there.

Hence his froggy fags. What did he do for a living?

Not much.

It's out of France.

Very nice.

What?

Well, I hadn't really looked at this before.

I mean, we read it one way, but it could be read another.

We read it, I fraudulently misused the fund.

I betrayed the trust, but it could read, you fraudulently misused the fund. You

betrayed the... Do you see? Look, have a look.

And it mentions the cheques, but why would Lovell hide the cheques on the

lining of his case?

Did he expect his room to be searched?

But more to the point, why did he bring them with him anyway?

Was he going to confess?

Maybe he sent them to Penwarden.

Tina found Penwarden in Lovell's room.

We're building on Sandalf.

Yes, I know all that.

Just back me up, whatever I say.

Alf, what do you mean?

What is it, Ventress?

Excuse me, Sarge.

Do you know what this is, Charlie?

Yeah, of course I do.

Well, it's strange how it burnt. Or how it didn't burn.

I don't know what you mean.

Well, even if it had burnt completely, we'd be all right.

Ventress, what on earth are you talking about?

D .I. Shiner asked to see the books and accounts to the Trust Fund.

Well, they've just arrived.

and it turns out that Lovell kept a carbon copy of every letter he ever

We've just found the letter that he wrote to young Charlie here, and it's

interesting.

Would you read it out, Mike?

Certainly.

Dear Mr Penwarden... All right.

All right.

I know what it says.

Watch that, then.

Lovell was giving the money to me.

Your mother wasn't ill, was she?

The cheques for cash were for you?

Yes.

Lovell found out about my mother and told me that if I couldn't repay the

he would go to the authorities.

You couldn't repay it, could you?

No, of course I couldn't.

Then you looked at this letter.

Did you realise they could be made out to mean something very different?

Yes.

All you had to do was to get him out of the way so he couldn't defend himself

and leave evidence behind that made him look like the swindler.

Oh, that was very clever of you, Charlie.

It was clever of you as well to let people see you handling the gun that

him. Then all you had to do was to follow him into the woods and kill him.

Did you kill him, Charles?

How did you know?

Because I knew Mattie Lovell.

I'm arresting you, Charles Pennwarden, on a charge of murder.

You are not obliged to say anything, but anything you do say will be taken down

in writing and may be given in evidence.

You know, Graham was only doing what he thought best.

I used to come here.

I know.

Lads, what are we going to do?

I'll come to you.

Mr. Radinsky, I'm so sorry.

I'm really sorry about this, Gina. Don't be.

It's your job.

Well, sometimes I wish it wasn't. Why?

Are you good at it?

You think so?

Yeah.

You were born to be a copper, Phil.

Huh? Not much rebel in me, then.

Phil!

Whoops.

Why did Lovell let him have all that money?

He was his father's best friend.

Well, guilty.

Why? He survived.

We all feel that.

I'm sorry, mate.

Thank you.

Mrs Bolton?

Have you made the report?

I'm afraid there was an accident.

The glassy flipped and I dropped the tray.

I'm sorry.

You're not sorry.

That was no accident.

Have you still got the photograph?

Yes. And I have the negative.

Don't think I won't use... Look, why is he snooping around?

Just when I was here, I saw some things that concerned me.

Don't try to intimidate me.

I know collusion when I see it. And I know corrosion when I see it. Isn't this

hydrochloric acid?

It might be.

Yes. then I don't think it's a good idea to store it next to an open drum of

paraffin, do you?

It's a temporary thing.

In fact, as far as I can see, that's about the twelfth breach of regulations

regarding storage of hazardous substances.

What do you want from me?

The negative, for one.

And for two, no more complaints about noise abatements at the Aidensfield

Do we have a deal?

Can I have your attention, please?

I want a toast.

To two gallant gentlemen.

To Mr. Oscar Blaketon. Gallant gentlemen?

Blaketon? There's the other one, Rasputin.

Oh, right.

To Mr.

Oscar Blaketon and to Corporal Alfred Ventress.

Cheers.

I hear you sorted it with

Blaine.

Mike and me, yeah.

Mike got him on his combustible substances.

Well, wasn't that a bit naughty?

Sometimes you've got to bend the rules.

You are becoming a rebel, aren't you?

Do you know, I think I must be.

He accused me of collusion.

Collusion?

What's that, then?

I didn't know. I didn't want to ask.

Well, I think it's something like...

So that's collusion.

It's good.

Stand up.

Ventress, a commando.

Who would have believed it?

R .B., what do you miss?

When my baby kisses me

Heartbeat,

why doesn't love just stay in my memory?