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

Heartbeat, what does a love kiss say in my memory?

Mr.

Todd, cooperate, please, sir, otherwise the bailiffs will have to force an

entry. You're wasting your time, Sergeant.

I'm not opening that door. You tell them, Henry.

I think they'd have something better to do.

Promised to take Gina for a nice birthday treat to a restaurant.

Dead easy, I thought.

They're all booked up, everyone.

Oh, promise in haste, repent at leisure.

Oh, help me, Alf. I'm in trouble.

Well, you could always take her for a stroll along Whitby Pier.

Mrs Ventress's favourite birthday treat, that. And it costs an ounce.

Ask for me, please.

Er, where's that sit?

Right.

And could I have your name, sir?

Hello?

There's been a crack on Valley Road.

There's only one car involved, but the driver's unconscious.

Are you ready or credit? Up for Maggie.

Hope it isn't a hoax.

Only he rung off when I asked his name.

I told you before, Sergeant, you're wasting your time. Mr Todd... Look to

Mrs Bradley. Tell him he's made his point.

He won't open the door, Sergeant.

Does he want it broken down and his property seized?

Sorry. Accident reported on Valley Edge Road. Driver reported hurt.

Deal with it, Bradley.

Your client cannot apply a court order indefinitely.

Mr. Todd refuses to pay his fines or his rates until the council promise to meet

his demands.

It's a matter of principle, Sergeant.

I'm all the principle, Mrs. Bradley, but not at the expense of public order.

How is he?

Hard to say.

He'll have an X -ray and be admitted for observation.

Well, if he are, tell him we've got his property.

OK. See you later.

What, and I can put them anywhere I like?

Anywhere. I'll even close my eyes.

That's it. You're there.

Done it.

Now, watch closely.

That's brilliant!

How'd you do that?

Oh, it's magic, isn't it?

Well, they're not the same cards, Gina. They just look the same. You see, you

took these two from the top and the bottom of the pack, didn't you, Bernie?

You chiefs. You've lost your sense of wonder, Oscar.

Yeah. And you've run out of time wasting. There was Mike Bradley on the

He wants you to recover a crashed car. Says you'll find it just off the Valley

Edge Road.

No rest for the wicked.

Come on, David, I need you to watch me back, traffic and such.

No, I'll finish for the day, Mr Scripps.

You can help me out, can't you? We never close. That's our golden rule.

What are you doing this to, Mr Greengrass? Get us back from training

up. Tracking me out all over this damn night.

Mr Reith?

Hello. Maggie Belton.

Has the doctor spoken to you yet?

He said it was nothing serious.

No, no. Just shock and mild concussion.

What's happened to my car?

No -one will tell me anything.

My thing's in the car. My case is.

Who's got them? The police have recovered your property.

They're arranging to have your car towed to the garage at Aidensfield.

How long do I have to stay here?

Oh, overnight.

Just for routine observation.

You'll be out tomorrow.

Can I make a couple of phone calls?

Yes, of course. I'll arrange it for you.

Try to get some rest.

You were lucky to escape serious injury.

Bye -bye.

Bye.

What's that, David?

Five pound notes.

It was just lying down there on the grass.

Oh, we're in luck. I'll share it with you.

Oh, but it's not mine.

Well, it is now.

In the words of the old hymn, it was lost, but now it is found.

I'll have to think about that one.

Right.

I see.

Well, thank you for letting me know, Sergeant.

Good night.

What is it?

Your sergeant.

Warning me that Mr Todd has run out of time. If he doesn't pay up tomorrow, the

bailiff's going.

I'm sure he held off as long as he could.

What, from smashing up the house of an old war veteran?

Whose side are you on, Mike?

Come on, Jackie. Nobody wants this.

All Mr Todd has to do is pay his rates.

Yes, and he will.

Once the council agree not to pull down the old cricket pavilion.

They can't do that. It's just not how it works.

Mike, it's not just any old pavilion.

It belonged to the original Aidensfield First Eleven.

They were the local cricket team that volunteered to a man during the First

World War.

They all died during the first day of the battle out there, except one. Mr

is the only survivor.

That pavilion, it's part of village history.

Well, what's so funny?

You. Every time the woman's in conflict with the solicitor, the woman wins,

hands down.

That's a compliment.

Holy Fred, what's up? Trying to impress the bosses?

Here I am, mate. I hope it's not a bill.

I just deliver them, Bernie. I don't read them.

Hey, if it is a bill, it's a big one.

What I like about you, young David, you're such an optimist.

What is this? What is this?

Here. It's almost all spilled.

Quit here.

Hey. Maybe it's from a secret admirer. Like in a film I saw once.

Who is it from, then?

It doesn't say just who it's for.

It's not me worth looking at.

Jenny?

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I've been so worried, Danny.

It's just bad luck.

Listen, I've had to book us into a hotel for the night. Don't move.

Once we're on our way, be it though it never happened.

Time's up, Mr Todd.

For the last time, will you open this door?

You do what you have to.

Hey, you can stop persecuting Henry Todd.

This is for you, Jackie, on behalf of Henry.

Hold it there, gentlemen.

Payment in full of his fines and back rates.

Bernie, this is from you.

Not as such.

Why, then?

Let's just say an anonymous donor.

Hello, Gina. Come in. Ta.

What's this?

They're for you.

Chosen specially for you by me, as per Graham's instructions.

Graham sent these?

Yep. He phoned up this morning to book a room and asked me to buy them for you.

Well, don't you like them?

Oh, yeah, they're lovely.

I'd better go and put them in water.

No, no, I understand.

If the hope.

Thank you.

Not one cancellation.

Why bother with the restaurant?

Give us some fancy food at your place.

My place.

Bachelor hell -half.

Dingy dog box with a single gas ring.

And a landlady who starts foaming every time a female crosses the threshold.

No.

Er, Stanley Rees.

Now, Spalding said you were keeping property here.

Oh, yes.

The bloke in the car accident.

Er, Bill, Mr Rees' bags.

Right.

I'm pleased to see that you didn't come to any real harm.

What about my car?

Oh, well, the garage says it'll be back on the road in a few days.

There we go.

My other case, where is it?

Another case?

I had three. One's missing.

Well done.

We booked in two suitcases and those sundry items. I had another case.

It was in the car with these.

If you collected my property, then you must have it.

Well, we don't live here without it.

I hope I did the right thing, playing matchmaker with the flowers.

No, it's not you, Gina.

Or Graham, though.

He's very kind, very thoughtful.

So what's the problem, then?

Me have the pearl.

And more to the point, how to deal with Graham.

Well, from what I've seen, I'd say you hit it off together.

I know.

And it's getting more that way.

Of course, it's very exciting, but it's just not what I expected.

Well, you're straight ahead of me in my great romance with Phil.

Do you know, I haven't even seen his flat yet.

Do you know, Graham's coming up from Bristol to visit me.

I know.

What's wrong with that?

I'm just worried that maybe things are going a bit too fast.

Go for it, Maggie.

Well, it's not just me.

There's Sam.

And I haven't a clue how he fits into Graham's dance.

I checked the car and the immediate area.

Everything I found I booked into the station.

Which, according to your report, was around 4 .15pm.

The car reporting the crash was logged at 3 .50pm.

Well, that'd be more than enough time for someone to arrive and make off with

missing case.

Yeah, well, why just one?

Why not all three cases?

Look, when I got there, the boot of the car was open. There were two cases on

the ground, clothes everywhere.

So maybe there was something more valuable in the missing case.

Miss Reece. Miss Preston.

I'm sorry for the delay. They found my case.

We think it was stolen.

Certainly it was gone by the time BP Bradley arrived on the scene. We know

someone got there before me as we got a telephone call reporting the crash.

Did they leave a name?

No. The missing case, Mr Rees. Was there anything of value?

Yeah, I was on my way to complete a business deal.

Cash transaction.

You were carrying money in the missing case?

Yeah.

How much, Mr Rees?

£18 ,000.

Soprano Leaves, it's your permanent place of abode?

Yes, but it's a rented flat.

We intended to buy a hotel and move up here to the coast.

Where?

Whitby.

And how do we contact you?

We're booked into the pub in Aidensfield. It was only until the car

but... We sacrificed everything to save that money.

If your people had got there sooner, this would never have happened.

Thanks to you, our life is now in pieces.

You're forgetting the risk you took carrying that amount of money. We'll do

best to recover it for you, sir.

I don't want your best.

We want our money back.

Come on, Danny.

We're depending on you, Sergeant.

Ventron, take a closer look into our Mr. Rees, would you?

Right, Sarge.

Mr. Blaketon.

Ah, yes, Mr.

Rees. We spoke on the phone.

And this must be your fiancée.

Yeah, right.

Yes, well, the room's ready. If you care to follow me.

That's a huge amount of money, Mike.

You've no idea who made off with it.

We think it could have been the anonymous phone caller who reported the

Al said he's a male, not young, and has got a local accent.

That narrows it down to a couple of hundred.

Well, he had the conscience.

He didn't have to report the accident.

Yeah, but he's still a thief, Jackie.

Well, who's it from?

Well, it says it's from a friend.

I'm to make sure Mrs Sutton... Do you remember Mrs Sutton? The widow that got

burbled last month?

Yeah, she lost her savings.

Yeah, 250 quid in cash.

And here's the full amount.

You're to make sure Mrs Sutton believes that it is her own money recovered by

you.

That she'd never accept charity.

I wonder if Bernie left it.

Bernie? Well, he told me that an anonymous donor had sent him the money

off Henry Todd's court fine.

Really? I didn't know that.

Bernie wouldn't have nicked the money from the car, though, would he?

No. No.

No, I doubt it.

There's someone somewhere in Aidensfield who's playing Robin Hood with him.

Good morning, Michael.

Morning.

Bernie, you know the money you used to pay off Henry Todd's fine?

Where did it come from?

Why?

Well, you told Jackie it was from an anonymous donor, is that right?

What about it?

A case full of money went missing two days ago.

It was Nick from the car you recovered for us.

You're not accusing me, I hope.

No, I'm not accusing you, Bernie. I'm just wondering where the money came

that's all.

The note said it was to keep it confidential.

Have you still got it?

Money came through the post yesterday. Fred Leder handed it to me himself.

How much was taken?

Thousands. Look, if you hear of anyone else receiving money, you let me know,

OK?

I'd better hold on to this.

Two large sums in cash, both arriving in identical envelopes. But in Bernie

Cripps' case, his came in the post.

Ta.

The police has got no form, Sarge. And there's no report of a like sum of money

either missing or stolen in Leeds or elsewhere.

Did you track the address?

Yes, it was a rented flat. They gave the notice in at the beginning of the

month. So that ties in with their moving up here.

Well, it seems to be in order.

Priority now is to find out Robin Hood. You and Bellamy stick with it.

So where is Bellamy?

He's still trying to locate eyewitnesses. He called in Sarge to say

at it.

Where were you last night?

I had to work, mate.

Why? Did you miss me?

Listen, we need to talk about my birthday treat.

I haven't got a clue what to wear.

Well, you'll think of something.

Oh, come on, Phil.

All I need is a little idea of where you're going to take me. What, and spoil

the surprise?

What surprise is that, Melanie?

You found someone helpful in our inquiries?

Um, no, Sarge.

Nobody living close to the crash site saw anything unusual and, uh, well, I'm

still looking for witnesses.

Oh, how?

By hoping they'll just happen to drop into the Edenfield arms?

No, Sarge, I just... Just leaving, Sarge.

Mr. Rees?

Miss Preston?

We have some news for work with you.

It's a fantastic hotel.

I'm sure.

They specialise in weekend breaks. First -class service.

You should have spoken to me first.

You said you needed a break, the same goes for me, so I went ahead and

it.

It says here that they don't keep small children.

No.

So, what did you think I'd do with Sam?

Well, I assumed his regular nanny would stay overnight.

I couldn't leave him.

I seem to have got it wrong again, haven't I?

It was a great thought.

And I really would like us to spend some time away together.

But not without Sam.

I'm sorry.

Graham, do you think you could keep an eye on him for a minute?

Yeah, what is it?

Something important I have to do. I won't be long.

Large amounts of money are beginning to circulate around the area. It would help

us to know for sure that it was yours.

Did you keep a bank record of your withdrawal, Miss Preston?

I can't be sure, and anyway, we closed the account.

We're not interested in where our money came from, Sergeant. Just where it is

now. The bank may still be able to identify it.

All right.

We'll have a go at finding the withdrawal slip.

So long as you keep looking for who's doling out our money.

On that, you may count, Mr. Rees.

Oh, Phil.

Gina's birthday.

You're in luck.

Why? The keys to the kingdom.

What? Mrs. Ventress's niece, Millie.

She and her husband have gone on holiday. He's an architect. They've got

lovely flat.

Anyway, they've asked me to keep an eye on it for them.

And I can use it.

Here, get in my drift.

Come in.

Jack, I'm sorry to burst in on you, but it's important you get this.

I've seen one of these before.

It's for Wendy Harper.

I'm in court with her this morning.

How did you get this, Maggie?

It was on the step when I went to answer the door.

Well, it says that the money is to make restitution before her case comes to

court. Poor Wendy.

She must have been desperate to turn to shoplifting.

Well, someone cares enough to help her.

Thanks, Maggie.

This will almost certainly spare her a prison sentence.

Do you know what'll happen?

Days before he knows.

Time enough for us to find our money and get lost.

It's risky, Danny.

We can't back out now.

Otherwise everything goes up in smoke.

And the boat in Whitby, my uncle won't keep it available for much longer.

Come on, it'll be all right.

Wendy Harper, the girl done for repeated shoplifting?

Yes.

Where's the money?

I paid it into court.

There could be evidence in a criminal case.

Yes, but in the meantime, it prevented a mother with three children from going

to prison.

Just think, bag full of money was nicked from this very car.

And I bet by someone we know.

I reckon the police have got it wrong.

What sort of thief would send money to pay off Henry Todd's fines?

Act of a good Samaritan, is that?

It's great, so I'll find another one. Another what?

Another five pound note. It was stuffed just under there, under the bumper.

With your luck, I'm surprised you have to bother working.

Yeah, but it doesn't belong to me like this one.

Well, possession is nine -tenths of the law.

Oh, yeah, but this belongs to the bloke that owns the car, that Mr Rees.

We're going to have to give it back to him, Mr Scripps.

Henry Todd, Mrs Sutton, and now Wendy Harper.

First two are pensioners, the third a young woman with problems. I can't see a

link, Bradley.

Well, there's got to be one, Sarge.

Clearly old Robin Hood knows these people.

And to the extent that he's familiar with their circumstances.

Hello, Oscar.

Afternoon, lad.

I take it I'm not intruding?

Well, we do have rather a lot on right now, Mr. Blaketon. Well, that's why I've

come here, Sergeant.

To ease your burden.

Mr. Rees, I've got something for you.

I found these.

What makes you think they're mine?

Oh, we found that one near where you crashed the car, and the other one was

stuck under the bumper.

We heard about your loss. We're really sorry.

You're claiming that Rees and Preston were involved in a crime?

Well, I heard enough to convince me they were up to something and that the money

stolen from Reese's car wasn't his.

But you heard him mention the Metro Casino Club.

Well, not as such, Alf, just the word casino.

And somebody called Fraser.

Oh, that would be James Fraser, the owner of the Metro Casino Club in Leeds.

Well known, Sarge.

Not to me.

Apparently to you.

Well, it's no secret that I used to dabble in cards in my reckless days

I often wonder how you came to be you, Ventress.

So, Alf, what do you know about it?

Oh, it's the posh end of the market.

Well, as I understand it, whatever they've done, the casino won't have any

knowledge of it yet.

Well, I think it's about time they found out.

Don't you, Ventress?

Oh, yes, Sergeant.

I really appreciate this.

Well, we're not all thieves in Aidensfield, Mr Rees.

Oh.

So you think someone in Aidensfield stole my money? Mr Skips think it might

be someone we know.

Really?

Lived here long, have you, you two?

Oh, all our lives.

So you know all there is to know about everyone here?

I suppose so, yeah.

All I want is my money back.

If the thief is someone you know, then you have my word that the police will be

kept out of it.

And of course, there's a reward.

Reward? We heard nothing about a reward.

It's not official yet, but if you two help to find my money, then there's 500

quid in it for you.

Very generous.

Mr. Fraser, we're helping them to recover £18 ,000 which was stolen from

Rees' car here in Aidensfield.

A similar sum of money wouldn't have gone missing from your club, would it?

Oh, right.

No, no.

No, that's all, thanks.

Thank you. Bye -bye.

Well, Mr. Rees is the head crew PA.

Miss Preston is the junior account secretary.

They're meant to be having a... A few days off.

And are they missing any money?

Fraser denies they were, but it's his. I'll bet on it.

Then why not say so?

Well, a gambling club's mainly a cash trade.

So if he's been skimming the profits and not declaring it to the revenue, if he

makes a claim, he's incriminating himself.

Care of that, can you, David?

Oh, the bread.

one of these, Mr. Scritch?

Let's have a look.

Hey. Hey.

Maybe this time it's me who's a deserving kid.

Get more money.

And wouldn't you know it.

Gina!

What's going on? Just getting in touch with Craddock.

I think I've just witnessed a kidnapping.

Consider this a demonstration.

A warning.

That if you steal from me and try to run, there's no hiding place.

Okay, you've made your point.

I hear you lost my money.

Lifted from your car after it crashed, yes?

Who told you?

You botched it, Danny.

You had your chance and you blew it.

Now I want my money back.

I'm trying. I've even got people looking for it. Who?

Two locals.

I'll pray that they find it before the police.

Otherwise I'll be forced to write it off and both of you with it. You get my

meaning? I'm doing everything I can. Do more.

My final offer.

Find my money.

And you can both walk away. You have my word on it.

I'll do my best.

How do I find you?

We'll be close by.

I'll be keeping my eye on you.

And just remember, Danny, my first fortune came from my talent for

bad debt.

It's a pity you failed to get the car number.

It was too far away.

I'm not in the habit of carrying binoculars 24 hours a day. So far away,

might have misconstrued what you witnessed.

It seemed to me that Reese and his girlfriend were forced into that car.

Kidnapped was the word used when reported to us, Mr. Blaketon.

Mr. Blaketon?

Mr.

Reese! Mr. Blaketon!

We were worried about you.

Worried?

Why?

You were seen being forced into a car.

They must mean Mr Fraser's car.

Oh, right. That was our ex -employer. He had urgent business with us. There's no

truth in the report, then?

Would we be stood here if we'd been abducted?

Your employer, Mr Fraser, the owner of the Metro Casino Club, leads.

Yes, we know you work for them.

Or did.

You spoke to him? Yes.

I imagine that's why he called on you so urgently.

It's no crime to walk out of a job.

Depends what you walk away with.

Especially money that's not yours.

He said we stole money from him. No.

Then he wouldn't, would he? Not to the police.

Especially if the money doesn't officially exist.

If it's skimmed money, so to speak.

Look, Rhys, we know the score.

It might be safer for you to talk to us rather than your Mr. Fraser.

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

Morning, Harold.

Morning, Bradley.

I didn't know the Council had planned public works this week.

Oh, they didn't.

I had a private request to smarten it up.

Come with an envelope with enough money inside to do the job three times over.

Nice to think someone cared enough to do that.

Oh, Bernie, I haven't seen you in ages. What brings you out here?

Can I have a word?

Yes. Come in.

Oh, before you do, I've got something for you.

I was asked to pass this on to you. Now, don't ask who sent it, because I'm no

wiser than you are.

For me?

Only a note came with it.

He said the money was to do what you most wanted, visit George's grave in

France.

Someone paying me to visit the Somme, I can't believe it.

I never thought I'd live to see such a day.

You know, I'd only been married a year to my George before he went off to

France, Bernie.

Aye, I know, Hetty.

There's George, there.

Did you know the first eleven all signed up at the same time?

And all of them, except for Henry Todd, fell on the first day of battle.

Fine young men.

We'll never see their likes again, and that's the truth of it.

We should make a run for it. Jenny, if we can near as far as we'll get to Big

Money, we can't blow it. I won't let us. Not when we're so close.

I've got some good news for you.

Hiya. Can't stay, Gina. I just wanted to let you know we're going to eat in for

your birthday treat.

And here is the address.

I get to see you flat at last.

And all you've got to do is turn up on time.

Of course I will.

Good.

I'll keep the police out of it and your friend won't get into trouble.

How will you go about it?

I'll speak to him, Mr Scripps.

Persuade him to do the right thing.

Well, a good Samaritan always does the right thing.

Right. But next time with his own money.

Now, is there somewhere quiet we can meet? I'll let you have the reward.

Aye. Claude Greengrass' place.

David's keeping an eye on it. We'll give you directions how to get there and

he'll be waiting for you.

I hope so.

If what you say is true, you'll really have earned your money.

Great.

Go and tell them that.

OK.

Danny's got a lead on the money.

You'd better get in touch with Fraser.

What's the significance of these names?

It connects the people who received money, Sarge. First World War soldiers

as Henry Todd or their relatives and widows.

In Wendy Harper's case, her grandfather was one of the Aidensfield men who died

on the Somme.

Doesn't bring us any closer to the thief, Bradley.

There is another name on the memorial list, Sarge.

Fred Leder. His son of the same name is the village postman.

Oh, and then there's this.

If you remember, it was late afternoon when the money vanished from Reese's

The following morning...

That arrived by post at Bernie Scripps'. Oh, well, it couldn't have been posted.

It was way too late.

But it's postmarked. Yeah, well, that's what I thought.

But if you look closely, it's a fake.

Made out to look like the real thing.

Can we have a word, please, Fred?

What about, Mr. Bradley?

We have a warrant to search your home, Mr. Leader.

Is it to do with the money?

You admit to stealing it?

Of course I do.

But I've made the point.

You took your time about finding it, didn't you?

You're not a thief, Fred.

So why do it?

Well, take Henry Todd.

He was there when me father and all his pals died on the Somme.

Gave their all for king and country.

But for what?

The tragedy of war is no excuse to bet, Mr Leader.

No one raised their hand to help.

No one cared.

Just broken spirits and damaged lives.

Well, when that money showed up, I decided I would care.

I would help me father's pals and their relatives.

Fed up me, seeing them who gave most get leased in return.

The money, Mr. Leader.

It's gone.

It was down there.

All yours, David.

How much is there?

250.

My partner will pay the same again when you pass the money over.

Oh, you mean this Preston?

No, my business partner, Mr Fraser.

Oh, I don't know him. Oh, he knows all about you and Mr Scripps. This is his

money, too. He'll want to reward you.

Personally.

What do I have to do?

You'll be in the pub in about half an hour.

Ring and tell him that you have his money here.

All of it.

Oh, couldn't you do that? I can't, David. I've got to go. Miss Preston's

expecting me.

Oh, right.

Now, listen.

It's important that you don't mention I was here.

It'll spoil the surprise for Mr Fraser, you see.

Oh, is it a surprise?

I'm trusting you, David.

I know you won't let me down.

Oh, you could rely on me, Mr Rees.

Oh, no, I can't, David.

I know I can't.

Look at you.

Sorry to keep leaving you like this.

It's not a problem.

Sam and I have come to an understanding.

Oh, what's that?

Well, he'll let me read him a story at night, providing I do right by him for

the holidays.

Always very reasonable, Sam.

As long as you do what he wants.

Oh, I have been.

He kept trying to save me while I was making the booking.

A holiday trip for three, Maggie.

That's you, me and Sam.

A great hotel in a fairytale location and they welcome kids with open arms.

I'll confirm it.

What do you think?

Well, I'll try anything once.

So many saves, I'll get them.

Mr Fraser, David Stockwell for you.

Yeah?

Speaking.

You have?

Well, that's very good news, Mr Stockwell.

How do I find you?

Uh -huh.

Stay there.

I'll come straight away.

A lot of people stay hung through, but I don't care if they do.

So what?

I've still got you.

Scripps Garage.

Oh, it's you, David.

David Stockwell.

James Fraser.

Do you have something for me, you pet?

Oh, yeah, thank you.

Well, like I said to Mr Scripps, it's a... full of blank paper.

Is that my money?

Yeah. No,

that's part of my reward for finding your money.

From Mr. Reith. From Reith?

Reith was here?

Well, yeah, it was him that told me to phone you.

Why didn't you tell me this when we spoke?

He told me not to.

He said he didn't want to spoil the surprise, like.

When did he leave?

I don't know. It was a while before I phoned you.

Well, where is he?

I don't know.

I think he's with Miss Preston.

Don't play the cretin with me.

Tell me where Rhys is gone or I'll have Lomax here rip your heart out.

Do you know what I

loathe most about this situation?

That Rhys has reduced me to the same level of gullibility as an inbred like

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Mr Fraser?

Yes? We've been looking for you.

Where's Rhys?

Good question.

You all right, David?

I don't think so, yeah.

I don't know about Mr Fraser, though.

He seems to have lost his money again.

A pointless exercise.

I'll be out in hours.

Well, that depends on how cooperative we all are, doesn't it?

I've known hours in custody stretching to days.

I can be cooperative.

I can tell you that Rhys is from Whitby.

He's got an uncle there named Fletcher.

Fletcher? Yes.

And when you find Rhys, tell him we have unfinished business.

You'll leave him to us, Mr Fraser.

You'll enjoy a freer life that way.

Now about the missing money.

I understand you wish to claim it as yours.

On reflection, I don't think I do.

Oh, well.

Not to worry.

I expect you and the tax inspectors will be able to sort it out between you.

This way, gentlemen.

A phrase has been more helpful than he knows.

Oscar heard Rhys mention that he got an uncle with a boat in Whitby.

I remember.

What about it? Well, it could be Cedric Fletcher. He runs boats out of Whitby.

Danny? Where's he for the tide?

But you're going to miss it.

So what happens to Rhys?

Oh, we're doing him for burglary. He got it all worked out.

He was off to Spain for the high life on his uncle's boat.

That way, Fraser would never catch up with them.

And what happens to the money?

Well, Reith can't account for it, so it's not his.

Fraser won't claim it for fear of the taxman.

So then what?

It's ownerless money.

If no -one claims it, it goes to charity.

Who knows?

Perhaps even a charity supporting the families of our war dead.

I must be on my way.

Good night, gentlemen. See you in the morning.

Mrs Bradley.

I wonder how Phil's doing.

Hiya. Hiya.

Come in.

Wow.

Lovely.

Phil, it's lovely.

I don't know why you didn't want me to see it.

Well, let me... It's only temporary.

I wasn't sure I could have it until just the other day.

So where have you been living?

Don't ask.

It was a right dump.

I couldn't bear for you to see it.

What's that for?

I can't. After all the lies I've had from Bloom.

Where to be told the truth?

Who are you?

I could ask you the same question, mate.

Yeah, well, I ask first.

We live here.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

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