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

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

I've got them.

It shouldn't be long now.

I've dived off work.

Mrs Kelly's going to kill me.

I'm sure if you told her you had a doctor's appointment.

I've only just started up at the hall.

First job, is it? Yeah.

Dead scary it is.

I keep getting lost.

You always do and get the hang of it.

I always wanted to work in a shop.

Hey, do you think his lordship's got any handsome relatives that might take a

fancy to me?

Marry me and make me a rich lady?

You never know.

Your results have come through and you are definitely pregnant.

Oh, no.

My dad's going to kill me?

I'm sure it won't come to that.

No, you don't know what he's like.

What am I going to do?

He's going to kick me out for sure.

Perhaps I should have a word with both your parents. No, no, promise me,

you won't tell him. Tracy, you're only 16 and... If he finds out he's going to

give me such a hiding, what am I going to do?

Watch where you're going, lad.

I do want to help you, Tracy.

Can you tell me his name?

Lenny. Lenny.

And how long have you been going out together?

It's not like that.

I've started on him all my life.

He's a friend?

He's my second cousin.

We were just knocking about.

Dad will kill us.

Sorry, there's been an accident.

Anyone know his name?

Paul Dibwa.

He came from nowhere.

I just didn't see him.

You probably killed him. It was you he was running after.

Excuse me.

No, the police car hit him. His name's Paul.

Paul?

Can you hear me?

What's going on?

That cop forgot Paul.

Paul! He's my brother. Is he dead?

So, did we? Are we making headway?

That's a lot you can see. The little blighters are everywhere.

I'm fighting a losing battle. Yes, well, I've arranged some expert assistance

for you.

Well, afternoon, my, um... Oh, Chip.

Mrs. Kellett, she phoned to tell you she wanted to talk to me.

Afternoon, David. Now, as I recall, you used to help Claude Greengrass get rid

of moles.

Oh, yeah. Well, Mr. Greengrass, I mean, he was the best mole catcher in the

county. Well, I'm commandeering your services for a couple of days. David, as

you can see, Dibley here needs some help.

Oh, but I... I'm not sure what help he'd be.

Oh, well, Mr Verdon, you know, he's away. He's got business in Scunthorpe.

don't you worry about Scripps. I'll square it with him.

I just want you two working together. I mean, look at the state of this lawn.

I'm relying on you to sort it out, David.

Yeah, bye.

That's all I need.

Stuck with a ruddy half -wit.

He's got a broken leg, ancillary cuts and bruises. It's not as bad as you

thought, though.

Well, that's something, I suppose.

How's Phil?

Aye, he's holding up.

I hope you've got that young copper of yours under lock and key, Merton.

Mr Dibley... Oh, it's Mr Dibley now, is it? You're not usually that polite.

Don, no -one can regret this accident more than I do.

Accident? You make it sound like it's his fault. You lot, you make me sick.

Already you're trying to wriggle out of it. Look, I know you're angry.

You'll not get away with this. I want him prosecuted.

There'll be a thorough investigation to establish the facts.

Facts? I'll tell you the facts. And I'll be telling them to the press, too. Some

copper driving like a maniac nearly killed my son. Look at him lying there,

innocent little lad. He could be damaged for life. It's a simple fracture, Mr

Dibley. At his age, it'll heal quite quickly.

Oh, and that's supposed to comfort his poor mother, is it? As she watches him

suffer. I know you've done your best for him, Doctor. You was there straight

away. I'm not having a go at you. All I am saying is the guilty should pay, and

I'll make pretty sure they do.

Yeah, well, I saw the whole thing. The lad just ran straight out from behind

bus. Bellamy here didn't stand a chance.

Thanks, Oscar.

As you know, it'll be up to traffic to investigate.

Surely it's only a formality, Sarge. I certainly hope so.

Unfortunately, Don Dibley wants Bellamy prosecuted.

Don Dibley.

We've hauled him out of enough borrowing brawls. Which is exactly why I want

everything done by the book.

Bellamy, you'll be confined to the station.

Absolutely no driving. You can catch up with some paperwork.

That's hardly fair, Sarge. If we hadn't have caught those jaw -riders, someone

could have easily ended up getting killed.

Yes, I know. The investigation won't take long.

And meanwhile, let's concentrate on calming things down, shall we?

You'll need round -the -clock nursing.

Who knows if he'll ever walk again.

Poor lad.

I'll speak to his lordship.

Oh, would you be okay?

You know I hate letting you down.

I just heard from the lads outside about our Paul.

Is he going to be okay?

It's touch and go, love.

Any chance of a bro then?

We need to talk.

What?

Put yourself down, David.

Pregnant? Who's the dad?

You, Lenny.

Me?

But we only... My dad's going to kill us.

You never told him?

No, of course not.

He must never know.

Too right.

What am I going to do?

You'll have to get rid of it.

Get rid of it?

How? You know, you find a clinic.

Where? I don't know.

I'll get the cash to pay for it.

Don't you worry about that.

Well, I thought you might be pleased.

Pleased? Your old man's going to beat the living daylights out of me if he

out.

And you expect me to be pleased?

Why do girls always have to cry?

You're storing confidence in the police.

That's what community liaison's all about, Crane. Sometimes it means selling

other cheek.

I'll remind you of that, Sarge, when Don Dibble takes the ball for you.

Oh.

Drop the cheque, have you, Merton?

Compensation's not my department, Don.

Then you can get lost.

Dad, you forgot your snap.

You'll come back when you've got a trial date, Merton.

I want to see that copy of yours and the doc.

Gone. A number of witnesses see your lad ran out into the road. It's a minute.

Sorry about my dad.

He's a bit upset.

It's only natural.

And he hates coppers.

But I don't. I've seen you on your bike.

I love bikes.

What's your name?

Tracy. I'm PC Steve Crane. I know.

You came to our school last year to test us on his bikes.

Oh, yeah, the cycling proficiency test.

You know what I think I remember, you know.

Do you?

They teach us to be observant in the police.

Rule one, never forget a pretty face.

Thing is, Tracy, we are really sorry about what happened to your brother.

I mean, wouldn't your family to know that?

Maybe you could pass that on to your mum, eh?

Ah, well, he's daft up, all. It's probably all his fault.

Nearly got run over before.

Did he?

You tell your mum what I said.

Hiya. How are you feeling?

Flawed. A year out of date.

Do you like toffees, then?

Yeah.

Oh, these are great.

I always nick this sort if I get the chance.

You do much nicking, do you?

What do you think, though?

Everyone does, don't they?

So, er... Does it hurt much, then?

A bit.

Gets you off school, though, eh?

It's my mum and dad.

Oh, right.

Well, er... How do you feel for me?

Give me these.

Wait a minute.

I was just off. You're the ruddy copper, aren't you? I just wanted to make sure

the lad was all right.

That's all. You're lucky I don't knock your teeth down your throat.

Don.

Just remember where you are, Don.

Well, you lot had better do the right thing, or I'll be coming for you myself.

Haven't you finished yet?

Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs Kellett. I can never remember what goes where.

You have to pay attention, Tracy.

You're away with the fairies half the time.

I'll finish this.

Constable Crane's outside. He wants to work with you. With me?

Something about the accident, I expect.

Good morning, Constable.

A bit formal.

I know your dad doesn't like me, but I was hoping you and I could be mates.

Up to you.

I just wanted to ask you about something you said yesterday.

You going to take me for a ride, then?

Not while I'm on duty.

Later on, then?

You said your brother nearly got run over once before.

Yeah, but why are we talking about him?

I want to know all about you.

When and where did this happen, Tracy?

I don't know. He was always in trouble.

So, you've got a girlfriend, then?

You're a cheeky monkey, do you know that?

Come on, tell me more about your brother.

Of course, that time, well, I thought we'd caught about a dozen.

Mr Greengrass, he, uh, what, he charged about a shilling each.

I wish you'd show up about your ruddy moles.

We've got far more serious things to worry about.

What?

Well, if you must know, I've got a girl in trouble.

What, with the police?

No, you daft bomb cake.

In trouble, you know.

All I need is money and quick, or old man's going to skin me alive.

You haven't got any surefire money -making schemes, have you?

Well, that is a daft question.

I called in to see Paul this morning.

He's surprisingly cheerful.

My mum's going spare.

She'll have to have time off to nurse him.

How about you?

Have you spoken to Lenny yet?

He wants me to get rid of it.

To have a termination?

Is that what you want? I never even thought of it until he said.

But he's got a point, and my dad need never know.

Tracy, you can't have an abortion to stop your dad from being angry with you.

It's a very serious matter.

I never said I wanted one.

It's just Lenny.

Do you want me to speak to Lenny?

What good will that do?

It's just a scare to my dad.

Everyone is.

Have you ever considered the one thing your father might find acceptable is if

you and Lenny settle down and bring up the baby together?

You mean marry Lenny?

It's a way out of it.

But I don't love him.

Romance can be overrated.

I'm in love with someone else.

Who? I can't say.

Tracy, one way or another, we need to sort something out here.

What about this other lad?

Would you marry him?

Yeah, I'd like a shot.

And does he feel the same way about you?

I think he really likes me.

Does he have a name?

Steve Crane.

Oh, PC Crane.

Imagine my dad's face if I tell him I'm marrying a copper.

Leave it in.

I'll get that.

Any news?

Well, uh, traffic had finished taking statements, so they'll let me know.

Well, it was an accident, pure and simple.

I wish Gina was here.

When's she getting back?

Oh, I don't know.

She's staying on in Brill an extra week.

That's as the air's doing her the world of good.

Yeah, well, I'm sure it is.

Well, then, it's her auntie's birthday over in Liverpool, so who knows when

see her again. I'll ask her to phone you.

No, no, no, don't do that, Oscar.

Well, she's got enough on her plate, hasn't she? I don't want her worrying

me.

I hope you're not looking for trouble, Dibley.

Are you refusing to serve us, Blaketon?

No, I'm just saying, I don't want any trouble in here.

You've served some maniac who drives around running kids over, but not me,

Well, I'll buy you a drink.

Don't you, mate?

Oh, the boy who gets toffees, I get a pint.

You must think we're really cheap.

No, I'm just trying to apologise.

To make amends. Oh, you'll make amends, copper.

But it costs you more than a pint.

And I'm very particular who I drink with.

Three pints.

I'm just off.

Do you and Dennis spend much time with Steve Crane?

Not really.

I wouldn't have thought he was your type.

Don't be silly. He isn't.

Being married to a policeman has its drawbacks, believe me.

You're not regretting it already, are you? No, of course not.

So, why are you interested in Steve?

His name came up.

I was just wondering about the sort of life he leads.

Girlfriends, that sort of thing.

Oh,

never mind.

Well, I could ask him for dinner, if you like.

No, forget it, OK?

Yes!

What a state of him.

He's in hospital and he's on the beer.

Where have you been?

I've had to turn away taxi bookings.

I've been up at the hall, doing a job for his lordship.

No, it's me and, uh, me and Lenny.

It's me new mate.

Oh, aye.

He's invited me here for a drink, actually.

And let me guess, you're buying.

Well, yeah.

What's she going to think, eh?

Does she think it was an accident like everyone else?

You know, I've had a thing about Genesis.

I can't remember, boy.

It's always been a bit touch and go, mine.

But now this.

I could lose my job.

Merton is not going to let that happen.

Well, I can't get married without a job.

It's not going to come to that.

He doesn't know yet.

Something at least.

You don't know what?

It's Tracy's dad.

Oh, right.

Hey, just had a call from Division.

I thought you'd like to know. Traffic have completely exonerated you.

Thanks, Alf.

That is great news, mate.

Wow. I can't believe it.

Neither can I.

They let you off, haven't they?

John, there's been a full inquiry.

Whitewash, more like.

You lot, you're just scum. You make me sick.

Every last one of you. And you, you're mine, copper.

Now

you

can see why I don't want to get on the wrong side of Don.

Sleep well, did you?

You are joking, aren't you?

Right, Dibley.

I'm giving you a choice.

I'm not insensitive to your feelings about what happened with your son.

It was a tragic accident. But it was an accident.

So you say.

Yes, I do say.

As do all the witnesses that saw it.

Now, here's your choice.

You accept that now, and I'll let you off with a caution.

If you don't accept it, then I'll charge you with malicious damage and breach of

the peace, and you'll be up in front of the magistrate.

Okay.

I'm really sorry about what's happened.

I just want all this to be over.

What's it to be?

You win, Merton.

But then you'll always do, don't you?

Oh, just eat it, Bobby. Don't throw it.

Tracey!

Tracey!

I felt poorly in the night.

I must have eaten something.

Oh, now that's all I need.

Don't tell Dad.

Mum, please.

Out of it, come on.

They let you out then?

Yeah, obviously.

She's pregnant.

Mum!

Well, whoever the father is, she better marry him. He won't let his mouth for me

to feed.

Go with the father, then.

What, if he won't marry me?

He will.

I'll have a little word with him.

Come on.

Read it.

His name's... Steve.

Steve Crane.

A young copper!

What are you doing? Nothing.

Just having a look round.

Oh. Well, Mrs. Kellett said you could.

Yeah. In fact, she asked me to check there were no moles in there.

You don't get moles in houses.

Truth is, I was just guiding a bit.

You wouldn't graph on a mate, would you?

No, of course not.

Good man.

So, how are you getting on with the moles?

I've got this idea.

Great. You start. I'll be right back.

16 years old she is, up the duff. You check with Dr Merrick.

Still don't see her. Helen, Tracy.

Please! She don't want to say it, I will.

Steve Crane, he's one of yours, isn't he?

Yes. Well, it would have been him that done it, got her pregnant.

16 she is!

Is this true?

I don't know if he forced her, she won't say.

As you can see, he took that.

Don't. This is a very serious accusation. Oh, yeah, it is. I know I've

temper. Gets me in trouble often enough.

But if my daughter's been raped by a copper, there's no way I'm going to let

cover it up. I'll get a proper lawyer, go to the papers, whatever it takes.

Daisy, come here!

So this.

You're digging up half the lawn.

Well, this is how I'm going to trap them.

See, what you do is you join together all their burrows and then they can't

escape. Is this what Greengrass did?

No.

No, he used to just poison them.

I can't do that to them, can I? I mean, they're poor little mites. They're

burning.

Oh, no.

You just let me do the talking, eh?

Yeah, well, I'm... Just shut it.

I know it looks a mess just at the minute, your Lordship, but aerating the

burrows is the one proven method of getting rid of moles permanently.

Aerating the burrows? It's an old trick, but countrymen like old Greengrass,

they knew a thing or two.

Aerate the burrows, then put down the poison.

Oh, apart from we're not going to use them. Well, it'll better work, that's

I can say.

You know, you're lucky you've got a mate like me.

You owe me one.

We're not poisoning them.

Basically, Don Dibley is suggesting that, either by force or with her

that you have impregnated a 16 -year -old daughter.

What?

That's ridiculous.

I'm sure it is, but he's made a formal complaint.

What's he doing?

Starting some kind of vendetta against us?

There is that possibility.

I'm going to talk to her.

No!

You'll stay well away.

I'm being accused of something I haven't done, Sarge. This is a very delicate

situation. I don't want you compromising yourself any further.

I'd like him to have a go at me like he did Phil.

Then he'd be sorry.

Crane, can I remind you that you're a police officer?

No, but... No, but!

If a false accusation is levelled against you, then your behaviour must be

must continue to be above reproach.

It's your best protection.

Trust me.

Rape? My goodness.

As a result of which, he reckons she's pregnant.

He says you can confirm this. I haven't spoken to Mr Dibley personally about his

daughter. Oh, you're the lucky one.

Dennis, there's a huge issue of patient confidentiality here.

Liz, one of my officers is being accused of a very serious crime. And I don't

think for one second that Steve Crane is guilty of this. No, nor do I.

But if it comes to his word against hers, then my problem will be proving

She's a very vulnerable kid, you know.

She's not what you'd call emotionally mature for her age.

So you think it's her that's lied to her father about Steve?

I don't doubt it for a second.

Is she pregnant?

You're putting me in a very difficult position.

Oh, come on, Liz. Look, leave it with me and I'll try and talk some sense into

her, OK?

No -one knows what it's like To be the bad man

To be the sad man You're Steve Crane?

Nice big smile, Constable.

What the heck's going on?

Ashfordly Gazette.

Care to comment on the accusation?

What accusation?

That you're the police officer who brutally raped a 16 -year -old girl.

No, that's a lie.

I'll put no comment, shall I?

I'm not so sure about this.

They've done business with you before.

Not me. Mr. Vernon.

It's a family treasure.

Belonged to my grandad.

I just want to get a good price for it.

Are you sure you didn't steal this?

Steal it? Me?

You think I'm a thief?

Oh, well, and I thought we were made.

We are.

Let's just forget it, mate.

No, hang on.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Feel like you're sorry.

What, I'll do it? No.

No, if that's what you think of me.

Please. We are mates.

I do want to help you.

I don't know.

Come on.

Oh, no.

What's he up to now, then, eh? The old rogue.

Oh, Mr Vernon.

Oi, he's in a skunk hop.

I, uh...

Is this yours or Vernon's? Oh, it's his. He's grandmother's.

Oh, I didn't know you had a rich granny, David.

Oh.

It was her one family treasure.

She left it to David in her will.

Yeah.

I seem to get quite a few people in here with grannies like that.

So what's it worth?

Well... I'm not sure.

Antique jewellery boxes can fetch a considerable amount.

What will you give, David?

I'll have to ring round a few dealers to get you a proper price.

How long will that take?

Not long. You're not in any rush, are you, David?

Talk back tomorrow, then, eh?

You've made a very serious accusation, Tracy.

I never said he made me. Just my dad assuming that.

I thought you liked Steve. I do.

He's in real trouble because of you.

It's my dad's fault.

He just hates all coppers.

You've got to tell the truth.

Now, we both know Steve had nothing to do with your pregnancy, and now he's

accused of a terrible crime.

His career could be in ruin.

I'm never meant to get him into trouble.

Well, why didn't you tell your dad it was Steve then?

Because my dad said I had to marry the father.

Lenny's the father. I can't marry Lenny.

I'm in love with Steve.

Now, I know this is hard, but if you love Steve, you've got to do the right

thing and tell the truth.

I never meant to lie.

I know you didn't.

I don't want to hurt Steve.

Then we're going to go and see Sergeant Merton and your mum and dad, and we're

going to tell them the truth.

Aren't we?

OK.

Al?

You read this?

Ah, Gina.

Diddly wants locking up.

Well, the trouble is, you're slinging off mutton, some of it sticks.

Yeah, but I'm the one who actually did something, not Steve.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, mate.

At least it took a decent walk, eh?

That's really blessed, Adrian.

Hey, you've got to stop blaming yourself for all this, you know. I could have

just as easily been driving that car as you.

We both wear the uniform.

We're both in the firing line, eh?

Oh.

I'll be there in about ten minutes.

I never said it was rape.

But as soon as I mentioned Steve, my dad just jumped to that conclusion.

It's done all over.

Throw a punch post to ask questions later.

So let's be quite clear.

PC Crane has never sexually assaulted you in any way?

No. And I'm sorry I lied to you.

And to you, Dr Merrick.

To me?

About me and Steve.

And he worked to keep a secret about us.

Keep what a secret?

Well, that's why I said it was Lenny.

Lenny? What's he got to do with it?

You told me that Lenny was your baby's father.

That little runt.

Well, I only said that to protect Steve.

Hang on a minute.

You only met PC Crane the day after your brother's accident.

No. He came to our school last year to do the cycling test.

That's when Lenny was the one.

How old were you?

Fifteen? Look, he's the real father of my baby.

He's the one I want to marry.

I think we could be really happy.

Well, you've surprised me, Mr Jones. As far as we were aware, no one had been

burgled this week.

How about Lord Ashfordly?

Ashfordly? Well, maybe he hasn't missed it yet.

But this is definitely his family quest.

Here.

Valuable pots, too.

Beautiful work.

Worth at least 200 pounds.

Oh, well, well, well.

Um... Who brought it in?

Ah, that's the sad part.

Vernon Scripps has led.

David Stockwell? Yes, him and another lad.

I'd say someone's leading poor David by the nose.

Well, I'll take this back to Lord Ashfordly.

I'll look into it. Thank you.

She told me this cousin of hers was the father.

Presumably a blood test would establish the paternity once and for all.

Once the baby's born, yes.

But it's obvious she's created some sort of elaborate fantasy around Steve.

I brought you some tea and Steve's here.

Graham.

You finally get the truth out of her, then.

Tracy reckons you met at her school last year when you went to do the cycle

proficiency test.

I had about 30 kids take that test.

I don't actually remember her, but...

What on earth is she saying now?

That you and she have been involved since then, and it's your baby.

That's just total nonsense.

Well, of course it is.

Look, I'm sorry, Crane, but until this matter is resolved, I'm going to have to

suspend you from duty temporarily.

Suspend me?

I'm afraid I've no choice.

Oh, gracious, I didn't know it was even missing.

It was my mother's wedding present.

Where was it kept?

Oh, just over there on that table at the back, which is probably why it wasn't

missed. Mrs Kellett's taken on a new maid. I don't think her dusting's up to

much. A new maid?

One of the Dibley's numerous offspring.

Tracy, I think.

Tracy. Go away.

I just wanted to tell you I'm getting the money.

What money?

I said I would, so you could get rid of it.

I hate your guts, Lenny Dibley. What? Why?

I'm going to have my baby. I'm not having an abortion. It's horrible.

What about your dad?

He knows.

He knows?

He's going to kill me. I hope he doesn't. You've nearly ruined everything

me. Me? It was your idea we... Oh, no.

Is it all his fault?

Ah, Tracy.

The Council of Ventures would like to ask you a couple of questions.

There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief.

There's too much confusion.

You're crossing me off.

You even think of crossing me off, I'll be after you.

I'll get Don and a couple of his mates.

You'll be minced, mate.

Understand?

What is going on here?

I've never seen such a mess.

Do you recognize us, David?

Can we have a chat?

Now, I don't know you, and you don't know me.

This is just some schoolgirl crush, but it's going to ruin my career.

I'm not a schoolgirl.

It's not my baby.

But it could be.

I know you like me. This was meant to be, I know it was.

That's why I got pregnant.

Tracy, you don't seem to realise how serious this is for me.

Don't you want to marry me?

Of course I don't.

I'm totally in love with you.

You're just a lying, stupid little girl.

Now you've got to tell the truth.

You don't love me. No, I don't, and I'm glad we've got that straight. No one

loves me.

No one wants me or my baby.

Tracy, come here.

Tracy!

I saw him climbing out of a window.

Why didn't you tell someone?

I've never had any real mates before.

You've got me and Vernon.

I see your point. What did Alf Ventress have to say about it?

Well, he's gone after Lenny.

I've told him everything now.

It'll be all right. Then Alf knows you're not a bad lad.

Lord Ashfordly's hopping mad.

It was about the theft.

No, about his lawn.

He says he hardly knows Tracy.

Yeah, well, they all said that, don't they?

I wasn't much older than him myself when I got wed.

Don wasn't all that keen, but my old man soon sorted him out.

And you see that as a recipe for a happy marriage?

We've done all right.

Not married yourself, are you, Doctor?

Can I speak to Tracy?

I think she's gone to work.

She hasn't. We came round last night.

Oh.

Him. The copper.

Tracy!

Get down here!

She's not there. She went last night.

What? When where, Paul?

I don't know.

Reckon her and Steve are eloping.

Well, I hate mole catching.

I tried to tell them that.

What were you trying to do?

Well, I didn't want to poison them, so I thought I'd just try and persuade them

to... move out.

I reckon you've done that all right.

Let's get started, then.

I've only got this on loan for the afternoon.

Oh, can I drive?

No, definitely not.

What was the one thing I told you to do?

Stay away from her!

I know, but... I'm fed up with your butt!

She certainly has been gone all night.

Well, I haven't seen her.

Presumably you shattered her illusions.

I made her face the truth. And that's what she's running away from.

Now, I'd say she's frightened and pretty desperate.

She didn't turn up for work today, but I didn't think too much of that, since

she's a diggly.

Well, I'll have the house and all the outbuildings checked.

That'll be helpful.

You're really worried about her?

Dr Merrick certainly is, yes.

She's always been a silly lass.

I wouldn't put anything past her.

Well, if there's going to be a full -scale search, you'd better take some of

people. Thank you, Your Lordship.

What the hell's going on here? We're starting to search for Tracy.

My lad said she'd gone off with you.

Well, she hasn't. I'm quite concerned about her, Mr. Dibley.

Into the station, Sarge.

Nobody of her description bought a ticket or boarded the train last night

this morning.

There's no sign of her at the hall, either.

It's in the room.

Dear Steve, when you read this, I will be gone.

I know now that the life I dreamt of is not to be.

It's stupid to think that someone nice like you could care about the likes of

me.

Don't blame yourself for this one last mouth to feed.

At least my dad will be pleased.

Yours forever, Tracy.

All right, we'll divide up into groups. Bellamy, go into division. We'll eat

some snuff or dog. Dad.

All you've ever done is shout at her.

You're a bully and you're a brute.

Stop. Stop it. Come on, that won't help. One little bit.

That's it.

That's it.

We don't find a bite tonight.

That's two nights in the open.

Well, she's young.

She's fit.

I'm pregnant.

We've used this place for all sorts over the years.

Poaching, hiding stolen goods.

You get the general idea.

Tracy! Tracy!

I remember when she was born.

Such a little thing.

I could hold her like that in one hand.

Kids, eh?

Half the time you love them, the other half you hate them.

Tracy!

Tracy! Tracy!

Lenny! Don't hurt me, Don, please.

Oh, no.

Why does everyone always look frightened of me?

I can't imagine.

I reckon you've got about another hour or so of

daylight, Merson.

We'll try one more sweep.

Dibley, I was wondering when you were going to arrest him.

Let me have some idea where Tracy might be.

The waterfall at Wade's Beck.

It's where we used to go.

She thought it was romantic.

Well, that's totally inaccessible by road.

You'll never get there on foot before dark.

We can try.

Lenny!

George!

Don't think she wants to marry you.

Is that true?

Unless you told these, it'll be to people.

When she said she was having a baby, I just panicked.

Well, you do, don't you?

But I don't want some other bloke bringing up my kid.

Especially not a copper.

Then marry yourself.

Hang on.

I think I can hear something down there.

There's a sort of ledge.

It's just about halfway down.

Tracy!

I can hear it.

I'm going down.

Down there?

You've blaked your neck.

I used the rope.

You're trying to get on to me. You are kidding.

I can't hold your weight.

And you lost your good hand.

Me?

You have to cheer up, Faye.

I'll just lower you down. You won't fall, I promise.

I don't think I can do this.

Of course you can.

But you need a hero.

I'm not a hero.

No one is, mate.

You just pretend.

Now over you go.

And don't worry.

I won't drop you.

I hate heights.

You're going to be okay.

I was trying to get down to the bottom of this, where we used to sit, but I

flipped.

I'm going to get you out of here.

You've got to help me.

She has a twisted ankle, but apart from that, she's fine.

I just wish I could feel sorry for her.

You know, you stay in this job long enough, you get accused of all sorts of

things.

Being a young girl's fantasy, some men might be flattered.

Won't be mine.

I'm just glad it's all over.

Yeah, 50 years seems to last.

The little bird tells me that you two are going in for landscape gardening.

Well, the little bird tells you wrong. We had to practically re -turf the old

lawn. I got rid of the moles, though.

I've come to apologise.

I thought you were supposed to be in jail, Lenny.

His Lordship's not prepping charges.

Thought a wedding present.

Main trick, they're getting married.

Donnie insisted, did he?

Yeah.

I need a favour.

What?

I need a mate.

To be my best man.

Well, you want me?

Would you?

No, he wouldn't.

Yeah, OK.

Great.

Drinks all round.

Best man's buying.

I'd know what to do with her, all right. You're a liar!

That bloke committed a murder and got away with it.

We'll let it get dark first. Shall we boil?

Oh, will you look at all that lovely lucre.