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

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

Go on, then, Alf.

What's the word?

Oh, well, I didn't pick up much.

He served in Manchester and swapped forces, but my contacts are pretty much

the dark.

You must have heard something.

Oh,

I gather his dad's a Yorkshireman, and he served in the regular army in the

Both pussies in my book.

Ship starts at nine, you peer, not five past.

Yes, Sarge.

What time's the new chap turning up?

Officially now, but the train doesn't get in for another six minutes.

That's close enough for this first date.

Morning, Sergeant.

PC Stephen Crane reporting for duty.

Morning. I wasn't expecting you till the train got in.

I don't believe in being late, Sergeant.

I made my own travel arrangements so that I could get here on time.

Very commendable.

Hope that approach catches on.

You'll be responsible for policing Aidensfield. These are your colleagues

in Ashfordly.

PC Ventress, PC Bellamy. Oh, pleased to meet you. You'll enjoy it out in

Aidensfield.

Nice to meet you, Steve.

Ashfordly Police.

Mike Bradley, who was our Aidensfield PC, is transferring to PID. Though he's

staying on at the police house there. Yeah, he might be in plain clothes now,

but he's all right.

For a southerner.

He'll be in very soon.

I hope.

Edith Rawlins, Oak Hill Farm.

She's telephoned Aidensfield Police House, but there's no answer. What's the

problem this time?

Not the phantom turning thief again.

No, a prowler and a suspected break -in, apparently. But Walter, he's out

rounding up the sheep and she's on her own.

So? Deal with it, Ventress.

And take a piece of the crane with you.

Chance to see some of your new patch.

Shame. I was hoping to brew up a welcome to the station mug of tea.

Thanks. But I'm happy to get straight to work.

This farm we're going to, is there a history of problems there?

It's just since the kids left, and Edith Rawlings has developed a rather vivid

imagination. We get lots of false call -outs. Right, then. Please card the

parked out here an artist.

I'm sorry, but Stover is closed at the moment.

We're hoping to reopen sometime next week. You must be Jenny.

Liz Merrick.

Doctor Liz Merrick. Doctor, I'm so sorry. I wasn't expecting you until next

week. No, it's my fault. I changed my plans.

I realised I was free this week and thought, why not come up, sort things

before I take over?

Right. Well, I'll show you what to watch, shall I? Please do.

Seems a keen lad.

Very smart.

Well turned out. No risk of him taking in for others working around here, then.

You're both key. There's a fully planned CID op -ed out.

Anything interesting?

Surveillance work.

Gerald Arthur Dunphy.

Liverpudlian. On the run wanted for armed robbery.

Has a girlfriend, lives in the area.

They want you to keep an eye on her house.

It's thought you might try and use it as a bolt hole.

OK. The girl's out at work all day, so it's likely he'll turn up at night.

It's the off chance he'll show, but feather in your cap if you spot him.

or out feeding hens, when I heard... Heard what, Edith?

Footsteps. I was sure someone was running away, and then I saw the window.

It was smashed.

She thought someone had broken the window, got it to house, and then run

Not to the north?

Yeah, well, it was me that broke the window this morning while she was still

bed. I was trying to open it, and I slipped, putting my hand through it.

Yeah, stupid, really.

I've no but gotten back, otherwise I'd have phone to explain.

So sorry wasting your time, Alf.

That's all right, Edith.

What about the footsteps you heard? Someone running away? Well, she's

with her nerves, Edith. She sometimes thinks she hears things.

Alf knows about it.

Would you like us to check the rest of the house with you? Make sure nothing's

missing. No, there's no need.

Nobody's been in here.

Sorry again, Alf.

That's all right.

You best pop into the doctor's, Edith.

They can give you things for nerves these days.

We've had to manage with a temporary locum, Dr. Hallway. He was very good,

it's not the same.

A number of patients' records have been transferred recently, I've noticed.

Well, people weren't sure what was going on, you see, so a few have been leaving

to sign on at neighbouring practices.

It's worrying.

Never mind.

Now I'm here, I'm sure we can get the word around.

Things should pick up.

Hello, surgery?

Oh, yes, you're in luck. She's just arrived.

I'm just calling, please.

Dr. Robson from St. Thomas's.

Actually, I'm sorry, but she's just popped out.

Shall I get her to call you back?

OK. Fine.

I'm sorry about that. I don't want to get distracted.

I've a lot to get to grips with here.

Poor old Edith. Lord knows what she'll be imagining next time.

Well, I wouldn't be so sure she imagined it.

Rollins is covering something up. He didn't break that window opening it. It

smashed from the outside.

Do you not think it's worth pursuing?

I can understand your keenness, wanting to impress people on your first day.

But if you'd broken it like he'd said, it'd have been glapped on the outside.

It was all on the inside.

And he wasn't very keen with a round.

I wouldn't go looking for trouble where there isn't any, Steve.

You'll only antagonise. Only.

You must be Steve. Hello.

Mike Bradley, how are you doing?

Thanks very much for doing the washing up, by the way. I didn't get a chance

this morning.

The other lads are over at the pub if you fancy a drink.

Yeah, they told me.

Unfortunately, I won't be able to make it. I've got surveillance tonight.

I fancied the idea.

When did you get the move?

Transferred last week. Came as quite a surprise, actually.

Lucky you.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

Is there anything else about the house you need to know?

No. All right, well, we'll have a good chin mic when I get back.

Sure.

Well, I think a village copper should always make himself known to the local

publican. I mean, there's not much goes on around here that I don't know about.

And I can put him straight about some of the dodgy characters he might have to

deal with. I'm sure he'd appreciate that, Oscar.

Well, for your information, Oscar, I met him earlier.

He came in to ask directions for the police house.

He looked very dishy to me. A touch of the film star, I thought.

Yes, he is good -looking.

Well, I can't hang around here all night waiting for Errol Flynn to show up.

I'll see.

Merrick. Liz Merrick. Very nicely spoken.

And she seems friendly enough.

Probably comes from a wealthy background.

I mean, it takes years and years of training to be a doctor, you know.

You know, when I was a little lad, the old doctor once let me listen through

periscope to me chest wheezing.

She's worried about the patient list.

How do you mean?

Well, with all the uncertainty, some of our patients have signed on with other

doctors. Well, if the numbers keep dropping...

then the practice would either close or have to merge with the one in Ashfordly.

Well, as a semi -regular customer, I don't like the sound of that.

Me neither.

A community needs its doctor, especially a nicely spoken one.

Hello, Jenny.

Is everything all right? Sorry to call on you like this, but... Vernon Scripps.

A pleasure to meet you, Dr Merrick.

It's imperative Aidensfield keeps its surgery, Doctor.

And I'm here to offer my services to help restore confidence in the practice

a whole.

Just explain your idea, Vernon.

Well, my proposal is you type a general letter... explaining to people that

you're here and the surgery is back in business. And I will undertake to

a copy personally to every patient. Well, a letter's a good idea, but why

just post them? Oh, no, no, no. Round here, the personal touch is all.

No, hand delivery with a reassuring doorstep chat. That's the answer. Won't

be rather time -consuming?

Doctor, I'm one of those who believes in giving to the community, not taking

from it.

I'm really very thankful, Mr Scripps.

Vernon, please.

Think of it as a chance to renew faith in the dispensation of medical care for

Aidensfield.

Sorry. Should have warned you. He's a little bit eccentric, but he means well.

when you mama ain't in town love when it's done

Morning, please.

I wouldn't rush your transfer to CID just yet, if I were you. I just spent

entire evening in a freezing car with a thermos of cold coffee.

Sounds like fun.

Do you know a place called Hilltop Farm?

What's that?

I've heard a call about a break in some place called Hilltop Farm.

Well, on second thoughts, maybe you should take up the surveillance, then I

could get my old job back.

No, James, I really don't want to discuss this any further. All right?

Are you OK?

Yeah, sorry.

It's just a tricky situation to deal with on the phone. I didn't mean to. No,

no, it's all right.

You couldn't help but hear.

Anyway, what do you make of it?

Very good letter. Should encourage people to stay with us.

Just as long as your friend, Mr Scripps, just hands them out.

He must understand it would be unethical if he appeared to be pouting for trade.

I'm sure he'll do exactly as you say.

I imagine he'll find life up here rather different after London.

Well, yes, but hospitals can be a bit impersonal. I want patient contact.

You've not been in general practice before?

I spent the last three years as a senior houseman to a consultant orthopaedic

surgeon. At St Thomas's?

Mm -hm.

And talking of London, I was expecting a van first thing this morning with all

my bits and bobs.

I wonder where he's got to.

Rub any harder, you'll have all the paintwork off.

No. Mr. Vernon says that he wants this taxi to be immac... immac... something.

Immaculate. I mean, I've got to wear my best suit. That's why I look the part,

because I am now an ambast... an embast... something.

Ambidextrous? No.

And the traffic lights?

No.

Ambassadors, Bernard.

Unpaid ambassadors bringing good news to the doorsteps of the parish.

What little scam have you dreamt up now, then?

Why is it whenever I offer to do a genuine selfless act, it's invariably

with cynicism?

Come on, David.

We have important community service to perform.

You needn't to bother coming out. You are.

Jack Farrow. It's my fam.

One of your farmhands called in, reporting a break -in.

I was up in Topfield.

He should have waited till I got back.

He said the back door had been forced open.

Lock smashed.

I better check round.

Now it's been taken. Needn't involve you.

Well, seeing as I'm here, better have a look.

You don't seem very concerned.

No, they took her a bit of food.

Half a bottle of whiskey I'd been keeping.

Might be a tramp or something.

Why do you see him there?

We get him round here.

Made me collect rough in my barn last night. So I'm going up top field this

morning, brought him before fireman's arrived for work.

You check the rest of the house? There's no need.

They're after food and booze, that's all.

Well, why don't we take a look around?

There's no need!

Now, if you don't mind, I've work to get on with.

Sorry I wasted your time.

That's the second time someone's said that in as many days.

Do you know Walter Rollins, Oak Hill Farm?

Course I do. He's a neighbour. Why?

Just wondered.

Mike said he tried to get him talking. He said to buy the job.

Well, maybe he's shy.

It can be difficult, you know, starting up new places, new faces.

He sounds a bit obsessive.

Doesn't like dirty dishes in the thing. Keeps his room in order, you know.

Uniform always hung up.

Well, maybe it's his dad's army influence.

I thought you said having a dad in the army was a good thing.

I did.

There's nothing wrong with being tidy.

Having pride in your appearance.

Well, that's rich.

Coming from you.

No, what I can't understand is why he didn't come to the pub for a drink like

that. Steve Crane dealt with a break -in at Hilltop Farm.

Suspect possibly a vagrant. Stole some food and a half bottle of whiskey.

Keep an eye out, will you?

Yes, Sarge. When you finish supping your tea...

Wouldn't it be nice to get on with me

neighbours?

But they make it very clear... Ah, good day, madam.

I'm here on behalf of the new doctor, Liz Merritt, with a personal letter

informing you of her intention to maintain the Aidensfield General

Surgery. David?

You see?

The personal touch.

She'll read that now.

I've got no time to worry.

Ah, good day, sir.

I'm here on behalf of the... Listen, if you're trying to flog me or anything,

you're wasting your time. Oh, no, no, no, no, I'm not a salesman.

I'm here on behalf of the new doctor.

I haven't sent for any doctor.

No, no, I'm here... Ah, you want Harry Parkey, number seven. His pals have been

playing him up so much chronic.

Oh, here.

Just read that, will you?

Come on.

Let's have a look at you.

Right,

you.

Come on.

Is there any history of trouble between Farrow and Walter Rawlins?

Well, they're both sheep farmers.

Good friends, as far as I know.

There's definitely something odd going on. Neither of them were keen to have

police around. Oh, coincidence.

Farmers are like that.

They like to keep their distance.

I'm sure they're both covering something up.

Ah, Steve.

I think I've found your thief from Hilltop Farm earlier.

He's one of our local nerduos.

Wife kicked him out a few weeks back.

Has he admitted to the break -in? No, but I did find half a bottle of whiskey

him. He's in the cells.

Claimed he spent all night on a bench.

Could that be George Buckley from the new estate?

Yeah.

Where did you know?

Away you go then, George.

Not sure I could talk.

I'm sorry if I've spoiled things, Phil, but he was on that bench all night.

I don't think it's vagrants you should be looking for.

There was something else behind that break -in.

Right little shell at Longsworth. It's here, all right. Oh, come on, Phil, be

fair. It's early days. He's just keen to do a good job, that's all.

I have to say, it starts to go. It's untrue promising.

You out for a pint tonight?

Oh, sorry, lad.

Duty calls.

Shame, that.

Very funny, lads.

And now I see how you really are. You're no good, you're no good, you're no

good, baby, you're no good.

So,

Mike, on nights again, then, is he? Yes.

Exciting life in the CID, isn't it?

There we are, Bill. One large scotch.

Haven't won the pools, have you?

No, it's not like that.

Just fancied a change from your bitter.

Good Billy Pegg can afford large whiskies. Something must be wrong with

beer. There's nothing wrong with my beer, Alf, and you know it. It's in

condition.

Anyway, tell me about this new lad of yours. He's not teetotal, is he?

hasn't shown his faith in here yet.

Oh, honestly, the way you lot go on. He'll come in when he's ready.

He's just taking the time settling in, that's all.

We just want to get to know him. Yeah, well, maybe he doesn't want to know us.

He seems a very ambitious lad to me.

A little closer to the window, I think.

I've decided to hold my first surgery tomorrow.

Tell all patients I'm on call from then.

Right.

By the way, that chap phoned.

James?

Dr Robson. I put him off.

Did I do that?

He's the consultant I mentioned.

We were close.

The old story, I shouldn't have got involved.

He's married.

Said he'd leave his wife, but never actually did.

So I ended it, and now he says he wants me back.

How do you feel about that?

I'm pretty churned up, to be honest.

Is that why you took this on up here?

Make a first start?

Yeah. It's better this way.

It's over.

Don't fly. Get off.

Mr. Matthews lives here.

Doesn't seem to be anyone about.

Tell them what I'm about, then.

Aye. But if you see anyone, don't start explaining about the new doctor. Leave

that to me, all right?

Yeah, all right.

Come in.

You wanted to see me, Sergeant?

Steve, good.

How are you settling in?

Everything's OK?

Getting on all right with Mike Bradley?

Not seeing much of him, really.

I understand you're concerned about these reported farmhouse break -ins.

Yes, there's something not right.

Well, they sounded straightforward enough.

I went to the market and spoke to the auctioneer.

I think maybe some sort of fiddle's going on.

If we're going to investigate, we need a reason.

Do you have hard evidence for these suspicions?

Well, no.

Not exactly, Sergeant.

I know you're keen to do well, lad. Look, take a seat. I think it's time we

a wee chat.

Excuse me.

I'm just...

Popped it in the letterbox.

That was a man.

Well, where's he gone?

Well, he ran off.

Probably the sight of you in your posh outfit, David, frightened him.

Well, he had a brick with him.

A brick?

Yeah, well, then he dropped it.

And now he's just disappeared into thin air, like magic.

Poof! No, there was a man, Mr Vernon, honest.

Yes, well, he's not here now. Come on.

No,

he just thought you might have dropped by to say hello.

Have you had a chance to do that with other local businesses?

Shocks and so on?

Not yet.

I've been fairly occupied.

My dad has a motto.

Get yourself in order before you order others about.

Sound advice.

Sergeant in the army, isn't he?

You got on well?

Fine.

Don't get to see him much. He's posted abroad.

Is that all, sir?

Just about.

Take some time to get to know people, Steve, OK?

Yes, Sergeant.

And make an effort to get to know us, too.

The lads will fill you in on the local character.

You'll find we're not a bad team here.

Morning,

Steve.

Good afternoon.

Yeah, it's a quirky night.

You never know where you are, do you?

Let's get back out of there.

Hey. You know why I've moved this photograph?

I may have, accidentally.

I was, uh, trying to keep things alive.

Yeah.

Well, don't.

Okay.

Tell us.

Hello, stranger.

Find a bit of place, Gina.

Well, I gather you're planning CID work and have it straw -packed. Yeah, well,

I've just spent the last two nights with nothing more to do than count the stars

and watch Tomcats on the prowl, fascinating stuff.

Haven't brought your dishing new housemate with you, then?

No, he doesn't seem too keen on pubs.

Well, look who's here.

Hello there.

Nice to see you again.

Gina, isn't it? We met the other day.

That's right.

PC Crane, I'm the new constable here.

Oh, Oscar Blaketon.

Do you have a first name?

Stephen.

Well, Stephen, it's good of you to find the time to pop in here at last. I

expect you've been busy, out and about, checking up on your new patch.

Well, I've not had time yet.

I hear you're a bit of a legend in the area, Mr Blayton. Used to be sergeant at

Ashfordly. Yeah, that's a long time ago now.

Well, why don't you pop in tonight?

Sample the quality of our beer.

I'll try and do that.

I'll be seeing you.

Mike?

There you go.

What did I tell you?

Smashing fella.

Good afternoon.

You must be our new constable.

Pleased to meet you, Vernon Scripps.

One of your brake lights isn't working.

You sure?

Get it fixed, please.

I'll have it attended to immediately.

Actually, one of my family's businesses is a garage, Constable, although at the

moment I'm presently engaged in good works for the community.

Really? We saw a man with a brick. Well, I mean, he didn't, I did. He thought

he'd just disappeared off into thin air. And what he'd done, he'd dropped his

brick and he'd run off. We were out delivering letters for the new doctor.

were out on a farm and David here thought he saw someone lurking with a

He's a nice lad, but not the sharpest knife. Which form was this?

When you run through a storm

Hold your head up high

And don't be afraid

of the dark

At the end of the storm

There's a golden sky

And a sweet silver song

These might brighten things up for when you have patients. You can see that's

very thoughtful of you.

Dr Merrick speaking.

James, how many times do I have to ask? Will you please keep out of my life?

Alan, I'll leave you to it.

What are you doing here, Mr Rawlins?

Running me own business.

It's also my business.

This isn't your farm. Why are you here?

It's at Matthews' place.

He's away for a few days. Asked me to keep an eye on it.

Did he ask your friend Mr Farrell to keep an eye on it too?

It's a shame you didn't get here earlier.

There's just been a break -in.

Don't you think you should see a doctor about that? I'm fine.

He told me to open the door and I fell.

I didn't really see him.

Well, what were you doing there in the first place?

Taking a look around the patch, like Oscar Blaketon was saying.

So why didn't you radio in and let us know what had happened?

I didn't know anything definite to report.

PC Crane?

Oh, Mr Matthew, you're back good.

Yeah, I'll be right away.

Do you want me to come with you?

No, thanks.

I can't.

I kept a small amount of cash under the mattress, about £20.

Ah, well, these are on the floor. Yours?

Ah, yes, right, thank you. So our man breaks in, comes straight up to this

turns over the mattress, finds, ooh, £20, and drops half of it on the floor.

He probably heard your motorbike and panicked.

Sure you only had £20 under that mattress?

I thought so, didn't I?

Why did you ask Walter Rowland to look after the place?

Were you expecting a break -in? No.

No. I was away, just a precaution.

And you have no idea who it might be?

No, none at all.

Good day, madam.

I'm here on behalf of Dr Merrick. Oh, that was quick.

Sorry. Only found him ten minutes in. I think it's sciatica again, Doctor.

Play me up something terrible.

No, Mrs Merrick, I'm not a doctor. I'm here to... I couldn't settle to sleep

last night at all.

Chat before you, what was his name?

Doctor Always, that's right.

No, Doctor Always.

Pardon?

It was called Always, not Always.

Always, that's right.

No, no, he never had a nest. He was always, always.

Always. That's it.

Any road.

He gave me some tablets, and I've run out of them now.

I think it is sciatica, don't you, Doctor?

Mrs. Winstanley, I'm not in a position to diagnose your condition.

I thought you said you were a doctor.

No, I'm only here to give you this.

You feel my thigh.

You'll see what's the matter. Better leave all that to me, Mrs.

Winstanley.

I'm here in response to your call.

Dr. Merrick? You said he were Dr.

Merrick. I never said that. I just said... We'd better move in, Flies.

Tick to handing out the letters, eh, chaps?

Don't come out, mate.

I was having my tea.

Get off!

Get off!

I've issued my first prescription.

Mrs. Winstanley should be in later.

Begins to make it all seem real.

Oh, hi, Mike.

This is Dr. Merrick. This is PC... No, now, DC Mike Bradley. Hello.

Hi.

I thought I'd just drop in, see how you were settling in. I used to be the local

bobby ratty. I see.

It's nice of you to pop in.

Jenny's been looking after me very well.

Well, I'm glad to hear it. A bit of an emergency, Doctor.

Mrs. Jepson's just gone into labour.

Her husband's away. She can't drive and there's no midwife available.

Tell her I'm on my way. Where is she? Away. She can't go more, I'm afraid.

Where's that?

I have a map in the car.

I know Mrs. Jepson's place. I'll point you in the right direction, Doctor.

Delta,

I'll put T4 to control over.

Delta, I'll put T4 to control over.

I'll get the metal.

Delta,

Alpha 2 -4 to Control.

Oh, mate.

Don't really know how to break this to you.

What?

Your Liverpudlian villain's just been picked up.

Oh, not at her house, and I've missed her.

No, in Dover, trying to get to France.

Dover? I've just wasted two whole nights.

Welcome to CID work.

Sergeant, Steve Crane's just radioed in. He's out on the moor with a badly

injured man, the victim of an assault who's in need of urgent medical

Whereabouts? Well, he's not exactly sure, but he's got a definite idea of

three assailants.

Well, he's a dogged lad.

I'll say that for him.

He said it's a sort of deserted house. He spotted a flat stone with a hole in

it. Sounds to me like a shooting lodge up by Linkchop Cross up on Scarsdale

Moor. It's on the map there.

Take a fair bit of time to get an ambulance up there.

Well, the bloke's in pretty bad shape.

The new doctor was called out to deliver Mithith Jepson's baby. That's quite

close. Might just count.

Good. Now get Bellamy in. Let's find out what these three have got to say for

themselves.

Hang in there.

How are you doing?

Can you

tell

me your name, please?

Bill.

Bill Pegg.

The pulse is very weak.

Ribs fractured. Possible internal bleeding. I need to get him to a

fast.

Elfinby's the nearest to here, isn't it?

Well, I'm not sure. I'm new to the area.

Well, that's handy.

So am I.

We need to be very careful how we move him.

Well, you got here very quickly.

You live out here?

My surgery's in Avonfield.

Really? That's your own station.

Listen, you drive.

I need to be with him in the back seat.

Yeah, I was delivering a baby up here when the police contacted me.

Well, that was lucky.

Very.

Especially as you apparently had no idea where you were.

Like I said, I'm new to the area.

It's supposed to be still there.

Let's get out of here quick. Don't worry, I'll not want to... Hey, come

Evening!

We'd like a word, if we may.

We have three farmers in suspicion of a serious assault and a bag full of

banknotes from Bill Pegg's garden.

Do you have any idea what this is about?

Afraid not, Thad. We're going to have to wait for Steve to fill us in.

We'll keep them overnight.

Shorter in the morning.

Oh, I was wondering where you'd got to. The police called me out on an

emergency.

An assault victim.

Did the birth go all right?

Fine. Lovely baby boy.

I feel I'm well and truly here now.

So you think we can settle in on our rural life?

Well, I've brought one new life into the world and helped keep an existing one

with us.

Yes, I think I can make a go of it. Great.

Fancy a celebratory drink?

No, thanks. I'm exhausted.

I'll see you at surgery in the morning.

Stick to handing out letters, chaps.

Stuck up, madam.

Well, you like the way she spoke.

Taken years and years of training, you said.

All right, Bernard.

I've changed my mind.

Time is money to someone like me, and she's taking liberties.

Doctor or no doctor, she can cough up for the petrol and the taxi. I want you

run up an invoice so I can take it round.

Income tax evasion. The auctioneer at the market explained, but I knew I'd

hard evidence, that farmers occasionally falsify the size of flock.

claimed more sheep die in the winter and at lambing, etc.

So these three were pretending to have fewer sheep than they actually had.

Exactly. They sold their official flock through the market, informed the revenue

as normal, but they took the rest secretly to a private dealer in the

lamb market. A cash -in -hand deal not declared to anyone.

They didn't bank it in case it was traced, but kept it under the mattress.

Bill Pegg's a farm labourer. He'd worked for all three, knew what they were up

to. He stole the money, knowing they wouldn't report it to us.

And he nearly paid a heavy price.

You've been very lucky.

But for Alf Ventress walking out where you were and Mike Bradley knowing a

doctor was in hand, Peg could have died.

Yes, Sergeant. And I was new you were out there. You didn't radio in till it

too late.

Now, maybe I should have listened to your first instincts about the break

You did well to follow them up, but you should have kept us informed.

I see that now, Sergeant.

I hope so.

Nevertheless, I suppose congratulations are in order.

Where is she? Where's the doctor? Ah, Mr Scripps, the very man.

We all owe a huge debt of gratitude to this gentleman, and a big thank you for

his selfless act of kindness in informing you all personally that the

was back in business.

Your stoical community spirit has helped smooth my path considerably.

Thank you, Mr Scripps.

Oh, you give up on me professionally.

There's a bit of a queue, I'm afraid.

No,

no, no. I just popped in to make sure all was well.

It's a pleasure to have been able to, well, help in my humble way.

Well, I hope Sarge tore him off his strip with self -centred blokes like

Doesn't usually go in one ear, let alone come out of the other.

Think of you lads a drink.

Oh, yeah, right, sure. Thanks, Dave.

Oh, yes, if you insist.

Yeah, sounds like a good idea.

Evening, Gina.

Hiya. Can I get a drink for my colleagues, please?

Oh.

Well, I hope you'll find us up here not so much colleagues as mates.

Thanks. You know, my dad says a colleague is someone you can trust, but

a long innings to make a real mate.