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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 will fly a yellow sun in your sky.

When the wind is high.

When the wind is high.

I will bolt a silken silver moon near your window.

If your night is dark.

If your night is dark.

Put that back.

I've come for what's mine, Adam.

You took what weren't yours years ago.

You can't let it go, can you?

Annie's dead.

She passed away last week.

Still wrecking lives.

Did you hear what I just said?

I heard you. I heard you.

Come on.

Miller's going to have a fit if we've lost these duty rosters.

Where did you last see them?

Well, if I knew that, they wouldn't be lost now, would they?

Well, maybe they're sad to put them somewhere.

Well, we can't ask him. He's away all week.

You know who's worse.

Ashfordly Police Station.

Right.

Right, OK.

Thanks for that.

Bye.

There's been a robbery at Lee Farm at Marston Ground.

Mr Lee's been found unconscious with head injuries.

Right.

Come on, Jet. Come on, Rob.

Alf, don't be losing any more files.

That's it, boys.

Just a moment.

It's all for me.

I can't say, Mr. Bowden.

This sort of heart condition can lead to death.

Or it may heal itself.

I'm sorry.

Is there nothing that can be done?

They are developing mechanical heart valves in the United States and carrying

out surgery there, but there are no operations available in Britain yet.

There must be someone somewhere who could do something.

Can't just leave her to die like this.

That might not happen, Mr Bowden.

Well, I can't live with might.

We don't deserve this.

No sign of forced entry.

Thanks. He was unconscious the whole time, so the postman didn't get anything

out of him.

He said that Mr Lee's car's gone, though, and it's normally here.

Right, what kind?

A Ford Prefect.

He doesn't know the number.

Get the details off his insurance. Rob, do you know him?

No, not really. He keeps himself to himself, mostly.

Well, he's not a wealthy man, that's for sure. You'd think, but look at these.

Where did you find these?

A couple of tens underneath the table and a couple by the dresser. £40.

That's a lot of money to have lying around.

Jeff, I want you to stay here, see if you can find out anything unusual about

Lee. Rob, you come with me, we'll go to the hospital, see him when he wakes up.

There's a definite presence.

The usual place.

David's paid.

Well, someone's got to, and I'm having a little local difficulty.

Well, go on, get your money out.

Well, you won't catch me believing that.

Ghosts are figments of the imagination, and you've always had that. I know what

I felt.

It was heavy and oppressive, and I didn't like it. Okay, okay. I accept you

an atmosphere in our lodge. Well, that's one thing.

But going from that to saying that ghosts exist, well, that's a big leap.

I think you ate too much cheese.

What are you doing? Shh.

I'm all ears. So what, you felt a sense of someone? Of something other, yes.

Tosh. Landlord, another couple of pints over here, please. Yeah, right. Coming

up. Gina, two pints.

Where are they staying?

Well, they're by the old Wharton place. They're up around a walking and fishing

holiday. Why?

Just curious.

You just keep your nose out of their business. They're valuable customers.

That's how I'd like them to remain.

Do you understand me?

Absolutely.

Mr Lee, this is PC Walker and I'm Acting Sergeant Bellamy. I can see that.

How are you?

I've been better.

Well, can you tell us what happened to you, Mr Lee?

It's my business.

Well, I'm afraid we need to know.

We think that a crime has been committed.

Yeah, right.

If you were robbed, then other people in the area might be at risk and we don't

want that happening to them. So, can you tell us what happened?

My brother attacked me.

Your brother?

Joe.

I heard the noise, came downstairs and found him in the kitchen.

And does Joe live with you?

I hadn't seen Joe for 30 years.

Didn't want to see him either.

What did you fight about?

The past.

Things done.

Now, it was the postman who found you. He says your car's gone. Should it have

been there?

Joe's taken it.

You say he robbed you.

Yeah, we found £40 on the kitchen floor.

That's a lot of money.

Why did he leave that?

How do I know? Or unconscious at the time.

All right. Where does Jo live, Mr Lee?

Jo lives in Whitby.

We look upon her picture.

Sweet memories we recall of a place so full of sunshine and a smile for one and

all.

Beautiful. I don't know why you like reading, then.

It's so morbid.

It's my business, Rosemary, and it's not morbid.

These in -memoriam notices tell you so much about people.

How?

Well, folk find it difficult to say what they feel, but what they put in these

notices tells you more about them than it does about the departed.

Hello, Pern.

Oh, hello, John.

What can we do for you?

Do you know anyone looking for a van?

I'm thinking of selling this one.

Oh, business must be brisk. Are you going for a big, shiny new one?

No, it's, um... It's Amy.

We've had some bad news, Bernie. It's knocked us for six.

She's got a heart problem.

Oh, no.

Yeah, it's very serious.

Well, Alice and I have talked about it. We're going to raise money to get to

America for an operation.

It'll cost hundreds, but the van's a start.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Of course I'll ask around for you.

If there's anything else we can do, you can just ask.

Thanks, Bernie.

Jeff, how did you get on?

Oh, well, we've put a call out on the car, but nothing yet.

Sergeant.

Good.

Good.

Alf, what do you know about the Lee family?

Oh, as hard as nails.

fought with anyone as soon as you look at them.

Adam Lee, he went to prison for assaulting a bank manager, but it was a

time ago.

Joseph, he was the drinker, gambler, bit of a ladies' man.

Right. Well, if you remember anything else, you tell me.

Oh, I remember there was bad blood between them.

I'll ask Mrs Ventress.

Oh. Have you got a dress, Brad York, if you please?

Right here.

Thank you.

Right. Better radio Rob.

He's on his way to Whitley. Thank you.

Lots of blood inside.

It's smeared all over the place.

Look at this.

Blood on the handle.

It suggests that he was bleeding before he got in.

Yeah. Must have taken a right whack.

Then there's these.

£15. And then there were the notes in the kitchen.

Yes.

Right. Well...

Scenes of crime are on the way, so why don't you go to Whitby and see if Jo

it home.

We'll do.

Amy's sleeping in here, in our bedroom.

We'll need to keep it warm in here.

Johnson's going to make some shutters and that'll help.

I'll get the district nurse to come and visit you. She might be able to help

with blankets and anything else you need.

I'm concerned that you're able to... cope with what's happening to Amy.

I can cope.

It's John I'm worried about.

He's a good man, but if things go wrong for him, he worries himself too.

He's a worrier.

But he has a strong faith, and that's helped him.

All we wanted was a baby.

We tried for so long.

Hello? I hope you find him first.

Who's that?

Joe.

You're not first to come looking for him since Annie died.

And you are?

Burt King.

Who's Annie?

His wife.

God bless her. And I hope he does.

Cancer. Poor girl.

I don't know how she put up with his gambling.

And who's been looking for him?

People he owes money to. That's what they say.

Do they say where he's gone?

No. No, they don't.

But if it had any sense, he'd be long gone from here.

Right, thanks.

Tiddaloo.

Have they got another card? Oh, of course they have. Excuse me.

Are you staying at the Wharton place? Yes, we are.

Oh, better you than me. The place is haunted.

There are all these people staying before in Wharton Lodge and find

haunted.

They had to ask me to get rid of it because I'm a bit of an expert in the

you see, even though I say it myself.

I felt something.

Yeah, a lumpy bed and you ate too much cheese.

No, it didn't do to laugh.

No, there was a terrible disaster there once in 1897.

The Wharton Embankment Crash.

And it were all blamed on one man.

The wheel tapper.

See, he were meant to check the wheels that night.

But he didn't do his job right and a wheel split and the crane fell

off the track and turned over.

Fourteen people died.

And they say now that that wheel tapper taps his way round trying to do his job

too late.

And all around is the horribles.

What did you feel?

I felt a heavy... Atmosphere.

Well, it's interesting to know where his tale is. Oh, not that you're no wife,

of course, but we do have a dinner reservation, so if you'll excuse us.

Well, don't say I didn't tell you.

And if you need any help, I'll be here. Thank you. Thank you.

Come on, lad. I need a lift.

The garage says there wasn't anything wrong with the car.

He must have just lost control. No mechanical failure or anything.

And no sign of Joe.

Well, he didn't go to Whitby.

And it looks like he was owing people money.

A neighbour said his wife died recently as well.

This money in the car, what do you think?

Since he was owing, why leave it?

Likewise, why leave the money in the house?

What do you think they fought about?

I think we're going to have to ask Mr Lee.

You keep saying you've got something for me.

Hello? Something you call love, but confess.

You've been a messin'. Well, you shouldn't have been a messin'.

And now someone else is getting all your bets.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do.

One of these days, these boots are going to walk all day.

John?

John?

What? What are you doing?

I made a start on them gutters.

Will you be working late?

A bit longer.

What is it?

It's just seeing Amy lying there, sleeping.

I can't believe this is happening to us.

Come on, love.

All we can do is pray.

And what good will that do us?

We're going to be all right.

I've answered your questions and I want to go home. You haven't told us the

whole truth, though, Mr Lee. We want you to start doing that now.

It might help us find your brother. I don't want him found. I want what's

What is yours?

He stole £1 ,000.

That's a lot of money to keep in the house.

Where do you keep it? In my cupboard.

If Joe had the money... There is no if.

Did you hurt him, Mr Lee? I told you.

He attacked me, stole what's mine. Now, are we finished?

We still need a statement from you, Mr Lee. You have more to tell us.

Oh, that smell.

Good grief.

I'll open the window. Hang on.

Stephen?

Oh, what?

Listen.

What's that?

Oh, something loose somewhere. You check upstairs. I'll get in here.

Stephen? Stephen?

Stephen?

So, what have we got?

We've got an assault, robbery, crash car, missing brother who didn't return

to Whitby, and then there's the money in Adam Lee's house and the car.

And he's not wealthy.

And he's not speaking.

Alf, you said that the Lees were fighters.

Did Mrs V remember anything?

Well, she said there was trouble between them over a woman, but a long time ago.

All right.

Adam Lee's house is here. Yeah?

Yeah. And the car crash is here.

So where's he going to go?

The Moors.

No.

Station? Probably.

Well, it's only a couple of miles away.

OK, I'll retrace his journey. There must be some sign of him somewhere.

Right.

It's stopped raining.

It'd be nice for a landscape expedition.

If you like that sort of thing.

Go on, Oscar.

What do you say?

Oh, I'm not sure. I want paintings all over the pub.

It'll be an attraction.

When we have the art exhibition, all the paintings will be done by local

artists. So you'll be helping the community.

And any money we make from the sales, we can give half. At least half.

To the Bowdoin.

All on a good cause.

What kind -hearted landlord could refuse a deal like that, eh?

Oh, well.

Go on, then.

I'll give it a whirl.

Thanks, Oscar.

See you later.

Turn, turn, turn There is a season Turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose Under heaven

The time to be born The time to die The time

to play The time to... Now, where are we going to get to go for this exhibition

for the Bodens then?

Well, there's Joanna Simpson.

She can bring a selection of her watercolours.

The Belton family, they're all very keen.

I think everyone will want to contribute.

And there's you.

I'm not ready for that.

Oh, you've been ready for a long time.

I know.

It's lovely here.

I will make a palace fit for you and me.

Green days in forests and blue days at sea.

That's beautiful.

Who said that?

Robert Louis Stevenson.

Of course, there's no sea for miles.

Well, you can pretend to be prosaic, Gina.

But you don't fool anyone.

Do I have to?

Yes, you do.

You always like dressing up as a lad.

Did I?

You did.

Now, look, this is a service I'm doing for them men up at Walton Place.

They fancy a ghost night, and that's what you're going to be.

A ghost.

Well, you sure this is what they had in mind?

Very sure.

Now, then.

Look ghostly.

Yeah, go on.

You're good for me.

And you're very special.

You know, once I ran away when you tried to keep me.

What about this cut on his head?

We won't know until the post -mortem.

But for now, it's a suspicious death.

Thank you, Doctor.

Any sign of the money?

No, nothing, except these were in his pocket. An engagement ring and a letter

addressed to Adam Lee. From his brother?

I haven't opened it. No one has.

It was posted 27 years ago.

Mr. Scripps?

Mr. Lee.

Can I help you?

It's a wheel tupper.

Good, isn't it?

I didn't like any of it, so I'm bedding down in here again tonight.

At least it doesn't smell so bad downstairs.

Oh, suit yourself.

In the meantime, I've got word to the owner, and much a guest as well. He says

he's going to come over tomorrow and check out the plumbing.

Typical here, of course.

Always tomorrow.

You know what to do now?

What are you doing?

I'm preparing your stage.

Is this right, what we're doing?

It's right.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Ha! Let's find the fuse box.

What's that?

The chair.

Hello, Mr Burton. Dr Trent.

Can I have a word?

Yes, of course.

Well, you know people have been saying they're going to raise money to help us.

Well, we've got some savings, and with that added together, we've decided we're

going to go for that operation you talked about.

You mean go to America?

Yes. So can you start helping us make arrangements?

Well, to be honest, I'm not really sure what the protocol is.

Are you sure?

Sure as we'll ever be.

There must be someone you can call.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'll start with the consultant in Ashfordly.

And there are people I know in London who I'm sure could help.

Thank you, Doctor.

We're trying to make sense of your story, Mr Lee.

You say that you were robbed by your brother.

That's what happened?

And that he took your car and then we found him dead on the moor.

I'd like you to think very carefully before you answer this next question.

Did you put him there?

No.

Just tell the truth, Mr Lee.

That's what I am doing.

You don't seem very upset about your brother.

I'm not.

Right. Well, shall I tell you what I think happened?

I think that Joe turned up to the house.

And you indeed did have a falling out.

I think that you thought he may have hit you first, I don't know.

But he was badly hurt.

So, you wanted him out of the house.

You dragged him out and you took him to the car. That's not true. You took him

to your car and he died.

So, you dumped the body.

Took him to the tree and you manufactured that crash.

And the £1 ,000 is just a story, isn't it? It's not, and I want it back.

It was natural causes.

He had a heart condition. The car crash might have triggered it.

And what about his clothes?

Over there.

You can't take them out of the bag.

We've still got Mr. Lee down at the station.

Phil thinks it was him that moved the body.

He'd have had great difficulty.

Why's that?

He came to see me a few weeks ago with an injured shoulder.

You can't carry anything.

Sorry.

What is that?

I don't know.

Sawdust.

My knees.

On your brother.

You've opened it.

Yes, I have.

Do you know what's in it?

How could I? I never opened it.

It's addressed to you.

It's from a woman called Annie.

It says, Dear Adam, I want to eat.

It explains a lot, you know.

Has she left you for your brother nearly 30 years ago?

Please.

It's a private matter.

Yeah, well, the problem is it makes for a perfectly good motive for murder.

You've admitted yourself that you hated your brother. But I didn't kill him!

If you tell us what happened, Mr Lee, maybe we'll understand.

Seems you and Annie were engaged.

You weren't a very good catch.

But she loved you.

And then you went to prison.

And when you came out, she was with your brother.

Now that, that has to hurt, even after all these years.

Bill, can I have a word?

Joseph Lee died of natural causes, but there's something else.

Adam Lee couldn't have lifted the body.

Why do you know?

Helen told me.

He damaged his shoulder a couple of weeks back. He can't lift a thing.

He's getting treatment for it. So you're telling me we've got the wrong man.

Phil, I think you'd better hear what Bernie's got to say.

It may be something and nothing, but I was only saying to Rosie the other day,

they tell you more about the people that put them in than they do about the

departed. What do, Bernie?

In memoriam notices.

Thank you, Mrs. Brickham.

Have you had a visit from the dead?

There's been an atmosphere and things have happened.

Well, I told you, I did warn you.

You also said that you helped the people in the house before.

I did. So we were wondering if you could help us.

You said you could if it came to that.

Oh, I don't know.

No, it's not a good place to go back to willingly, especially when I've

challenged them before. You see, I'd have to say... steal myself and prepare

even then... No, I couldn't do it. I'm sorry.

We'll pay.

It'll be professional rates, mind. I am a professional.

Five pounds.

Ten. Six. Eight.

Six guineas. Done.

Mr Lee, you asked Mr Scripps to place that in the paper for you.

My heart will always belong to you.

Tell us something, Mr Lee.

Help us understand.

Mr Lee?

Annie. Annie.

My father was the bank manager.

He wanted the best for her.

He had gone to university.

I was just a farm labourer.

Joe, as you know, was my older brother.

He always took everything from me. He was a bully and a thief.

Well, I'd asked Annie to marry me and she'd said yes.

But her father, he forbade it.

He kept threatening all kinds of things.

And one day when he was threatening, I just... I hit him.

I went to prison for assault.

While I was in there, Joe... He took her from me.

That's a good time, Mr Lee.

Well, her father threw her out and they... Ran away together.

A twin.

She sent me that letter.

And I wouldn't read it.

Couldn't read it.

And you and Joe?

We never spoke again.

I hated him so much.

I knew when he came back, and he were dead, he told me.

And I knew he'd come to steal from me again.

Our mother had left him nothing, nothing in her will.

It's where the money came from.

Not going out.

So now we know there was money.

Who's got it, then?

And who moved the body?

I had to tell them.

Aye.

Well, now you can tell me something.

Where they buried her.

Well, Tattletales did the funeral. I should imagine she's in St Hilda's.

So where's the money?

Well, to find that, we'd have to know where Joseph Lee was when he died. I've

been trying to work out how his body got where it was and that there was sawdust

in his clothes.

Now, if it had taken the route I think he would have gone after his car broke

down, it would have taken him past the east side of the village.

I think it was there that something happened to him.

I told the hospital I'd check up on you, Mr Lee.

I'm sorry to hear about what happened.

Are you all right?

Annie Delp.

I never told Annie.

I can't breathe.

Well, it had come this way.

If something did happen to him here, John Bowden might have seen something.

Half an hour ago.

Do you know where they were going?

Station.

Thank you. Thank you.

I

was

having our baby, Adam.

But you won't know that.

My dad threw me out of the house.

When he found out I was having your baby.

And after all that happened between you and him.

I had nowhere to go.

You were in prison.

And Joe was there.

Smiling Joe.

Would you like me to stop?

Please, go on.

Our baby died, Adam, before he was born.

And I am sorry.

I hope you will know that I never meant to hurt you.

If you ever forgive me, I will leave Joe and come that day to you.

I will wait to hear from you.

Would you take me to St. Wilder's Churchyard, please?

John Bowden, I have some questions I'd like to ask you.

Back at the station.

I sense the whole house is affected.

A very strange, heavy atmosphere in here.

And we're going to have to work hard to shift it.

You're going to have to be strong and brave and not afraid to deal with

might happen.

What might happen?

Sit down, honey.

Now, we have to be still.

Join on.

Eyes closed.

I didn't kill him.

Go on.

I prayed.

I asked for an answer. I found him.

Where?

He was dead on the path.

I looked in his pockets to see who he was and there was this money.

It was a thousand pounds.

Where is he now?

It was an answer.

Our daughter's dying and he was dead.

Why did you move him?

I wanted him far away from us.

So no -one would know.

No -one.

Except PC Walker here.

I trust you in strange clothes.

Who has taken you from my land?

Who has said that my things are wrong?

And who will say that I stayed much too long?

Clothes of sand have covered your face.

Given your meaning, taken my place.

They'll make your way on down to sea.

Something has taken you so far from me.

Something has taken you so far from me.

Is there anybody there?

Is there anybody there?

One knock for yes, two knocks for no.

Ah.

Is that a yes or a no?

I'm not sure.

I'll try again.

Now. Is there anybody there? One knock for yes, two

knocks for no.

I thought you said you were professional.

And indeed I am. And there must be somebody there because they're knocking.

Well, then they're shy or just stupid.

Are you the wheel tapper?

Ah. And is that theory then?

Mr. Quinn, I know that there is somebody there.

And the spirits can be very offended.

Sorry.

Are you a railway man?

Ah, now we're getting somewhere.

Now, steady on.

I haven't asked a question yet.

Is Mrs Armstrong pulling our leg?

Was there ever a rail crash near here?

Mr... Quinn, are you suggesting that I am a fibber?

I am suggesting that you're a fraud.

I bet you've got a block of wood strapped to your knee the same as I

Oh, Ben, you have been interfering with the messages.

I also checked with the local library, and they'd never heard of any accidents

on Wharton Bank.

I've only got one word to say to you.

You horrible cynic!

Right, let's find out how she caught that bomb.

He took it because he was there and because he wanted his daughter to live.

Heather don't want charges.

What happens to them now?

They won't go to America.

May I speak to him?

I'm very sorry, Mr. Lee. No.

It's for you.

You can't do this.

I lost someone once.

Didn't speak about it.

I was too proud, too proud to be helped, so... Your young family got your whole

lives ahead of you, so...

The usual, please.

No spirits tonight?

The usual, please.

It's been ghostly quiet till you came in.

We found it behind the wardrobe.

We reckon it's the victim of the Wharton Embankment railway crash in 1897.

Well, there's a new one on me. What happened?

Oh, it was a terrible tragedy.

Lots of fish died.

But we reckon this one's special.

It's the soul of the dead.

You want to see the sergeant about a dog fight?

It's Lord Astrid, Liz, and I want to see it put down.

It was all I had. There's no need to call the coppers. I'm not going back.

The game's up, Mrs Armstrong.

You've been dragging the wee beastie. Does Auntie Ida live here?

Auntie Ida's out shopping just at the moment.