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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 paper sun in your sky.

When the wind is high.

When the wind is high.

I will go to the moon near your window.

If your night is dark.

If your night is dark.

One of your cows looks a bit poorly.

How do you mean? At what?

I'll show you. Come on.

Over there.

What's up?

Is this beach wet?

Yes, well, it's been raining and the window leaked.

And I'd put my car in the garage if your car wasn't in there in a million

pieces. Yeah, all right.

So how was your night?

Well, the baby was born eventually.

Yeah, what's postie want, I wonder?

Mr Rowan, I've a message from Mr Manston at East Moorside. Can he get up to the

farm right away?

He says it's urgent.

Sorry? Get back to the gate. Don't you know the precautions? We've not got the

disinfectants out yet. It's Mr Manston.

Don't be such a bloody idiot, man. Get back to the gate. I'll talk to you

I understood you wanted to see me.

Mr Rowan, I've got a very sick cow down in the shed.

Well, I've never actually seen her myself, but it looks like foot and

It may not be what you think.

I mean, maybe you've got it wrong.

I'll get some more water.

Yeah, look.

In the event of a suspected foot -and -mouth outbreak, the local police

constable or so -and -so... Becomes an inspector under the Diseases of Animals

Act.

There's a whole list of people you've got to tell.

Yeah, the Ministry of Agriculture.

Divisional veterinary inspector.

County medical officer.

Torworth in Surrey.

Animal health.

That'll be telegrammed straight off.

What about Tane Blaketon?

Yeah.

I'll get off to the surgery then, shall I? Yeah.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Yeah, I'd like to send a telegram, please.

Morning, Doctor. Morning.

I'll look at it straight away.

How ever did you manage to cut your ear like that?

Alex, I had no idea.

I got back last night.

You've changed surgery time.

Right, there we are.

I'll need a couple more, Sarge. More?

In case one blows away.

In case one blows away?

Better not blow away, had it, Rowan?

You'd think he was selling his mother.

The blow -away society, that's what we live in these days. Now, come on, sign

here.

These posters, you know, don't grow on trees. They're government property.

Are you sure you're going to be able to handle this, Rowan?

Of course, Sarge.

Because if it is foot and mouth, it's a very serious business.

Not something for you and Bellamy to snigger about.

No, Sarge.

And I wasn't, Sarge.

And can I borrow your car, please, Sarge?

My car?

Well, I can't get this lot up to the farm on my bike, can I?

Thanks, Sarge.

I'm putting you on trust, Rowan.

I only hope that my truck is going to prove justified.

That lad knows as much about country life as a pigeon on Nelson's column.

Of interest, ring the Ministry and check that he reported everything in the

proper manner.

Oh, come off it, sir.

Do it now.

I'm not taking any chances.

The Ministry better be along any minute, Mr Manson.

I'll give you this mail.

If it is confirmed, copies will be sent out to all the relevant bodies.

Rules and regulations are on the back.

No person shall move into or out of the infected place, not any animal, animal

product, carcass, embryo, organ.

Seems we're all prisoners, don't it?

Might be a false alarm.

There's something.

No, wrong way.

Oi, what's all this, Manston?

Look, sir, I must ask you to keep away. Well, if you'll put them off this area.

All right, all right.

Can I have your name and address, please? Carver, Ridge End Farm. And

bloody next door.

And if he's got it, I'll get it, won't I? I must ask you... He's brought his

ease to this area.

He'll run the lot of us. Nothing's been confirmed yet. Now, come on.

Hands off.

Ma 'am!

And you can shut up and all.

As soon as the vet's been, you'll be informed, Mr Carver.

You know it's a bother. I'll find out myself.

Bloody incomers.

Aye, well, they're blind, the Oikmans.

I love everything about this place, I do.

Every rock, every stone, every tree, every blade of grass.

Everything except having him as my flipping neighbour.

Some carver.

Shooted his mouth off, as usual.

I saw him with my own eyes.

Typical of Manston.

She'll have shared him bloody leads where he belongs.

Never. Aye.

And I was the one who spotted it, too.

Saw the pal lie on the ground posting.

Don't make me follow, Tony. Bad news, isn't it? About Mr and Mrs Manston.

Foot and mouth.

Foot and mouth.

Terrible. At Eastmoreside Farm.

That's up your way, isn't it?

We saw him putting up posters, me and Sam.

Mr. Madsen?

Martin Thomas from the Ministry.

I'll not shake hands.

Hold the animal head, can't thaw. Would you so I can show Mr. Madsen?

See them?

See the vesicles?

There. There's a big one on the dental pad already ruptured.

There's another one there, unruptured.

And see... Move your tongue, old man. Move your tongue. Come on.

There.

Breaks in the epithelium, here and here.

I'll have to wait for the results to come back, but I don't think there's

doubt.

Right, let's get on.

We'll send the samples off by car and wait for the results to come back.

It's about a five -hour drive, four hours to do the test.

I'm sorry, Mr Madden.

You're right, Mr Manson.

I've not brought anything in.

I've not been anywhere.

There's been no disease for a hundred miles.

I can't think how it's happened.

There's your car radio.

Yeah. So he's definitely hit me for telling me that. No, not yet. Not till

had confirmation back from the lab.

But you'll be wanting the herd in, no doubt.

Yes, please.

You can get them all in the shed as quickly as you can.

What about the calves?

Don't be a fool, lad.

When he says everything, he means everything.

You know the drill from your side, do you, Constable?

I think so.

You've given Mr. Mattson a form, eh?

Yeah. So you know the quarantine rules, Mr. Mattson?

Ah.

Right. Well, I'll leave Constable Rowan on the gate whilst I get things

organised.

Oh, the dog and me chaining up.

Right.

I suppose you had many outbreaks of foot and mouth in the Met, did you,

Constable? No.

Ah, not to worry.

You just concentrate on this gate, right, and keep them folks out. We'll

the rest.

But what happens now?

Ah, assuming we get confirmation, the whole district, that's ten miles radius

from here, becomes an infected area.

We set up a foot -and -mouth control centre at Ashfordly Police Station.

meant here.

The herd gets slaughtered, Mr Rowan.

Today, tomorrow, whenever we hear back from Purbright.

Nice radio of yours.

Yes, Colonel Petheridge.

Discovered this morning.

I'm afraid that means... I'm afraid that means the hunt will have to be

cancelled.

Yes, Colonel. An absolute ban on all fox hunting in the area.

Well, I'm very sorry too, Colonel. Yes.

Well, I'll let you know as soon as I hear from the Ministry.

His name will be mud.

Aye, one cow had it. The rest have got to be slaughtered, or so they say.

Poor old Reg.

Poor old Reg?

Bloody careless old Reg, more like.

That's all that namby -pamby stuff is going for.

Bloody cows gone soft, if you ask me.

They're overbred.

They'll catch you anything.

They've never been foot and mouth round here, has they?

No, well, we have now.

Fill it up, will you?

Might be the last drink I get for a while.

Have to barricade myself in, I dare say.

Hey, shh. Keep your voice down. You'll scare everyone we talk like that.

What are you on about?

Spreading alarm and despondency.

Well, it's not my fault, is it?

They'll all know sooner or later.

Don't upset him any more. He's got a few things on his mind, has George, haven't

you, George?

Aye. Like losing out on me trade because of bloody foot and mouth disease.

Not to mention the little matter of a young lady coming to stay.

18 years old, arriving tomorrow.

Oh, now then, George the Dark Horse.

My niece, she's Sam Carver, my brother's lass.

I don't think I'll be barricading myself in after all, eh?

None of that now, Sam. She's a very shy girl.

That's all right.

I like them quiet.

More to the point, what does she look like, then?

Well, that's the funny thing.

They say she takes after me.

Quite suddenly, I've lost all interest.

Dr. Verron, I know you want surgery, but I do hope you don't mind.

Oh, of course not.

About this outbreak of foot and mouth, what shall I do about the church bazaar?

I'm sorry?

Or should I cancel it, or... Oh, Dr. Verron, I'll ask him. He'll know.

Well, everything seems to be in order.

Thank you, Sarge.

You're in the front line, Rowan.

In the nation's fight against disease.

British agriculture depends on you.

Absolute vigilance is what I want.

Not one germ is to pass that gate.

Carry on.

Sarge?

You can't take that. How am I supposed to get home?

My police station is now a ministry control centre.

I have important and vital work to do. I cannot be without my vehicle.

What are those things poking out from beneath your Macintosh?

Legs, Rowan.

Legs.

Rather you than me, Mr Boyd.

Thanks very much.

Are you in?

Now!

What's the good thing you're up to, Plough?

Oh, I'm taking this stuff up to Reg in June. I don't care what you're doing.

You're not allowed on that land without a licence from the Ministry of

Agriculture.

I've got a load of rat poison, haven't I?

It's all.

Rats spread foot and mouth quicker than anything. This is just the stuff to stop

them. The Ministry are sending someone to do that.

Well, he'll be about as much good as a fireman with a wooden leg, he will.

Stay there.

Open the gate up, would you, Constable?

Ministry.

Done.

Now, Mayor, might as well stop here, mightn't I?

Have you read you to the same for me, you know?

He's going to need some help.

I've heard from Kerbright already, haven't I?

I'll disinfect myself when I go, you know.

Look, I've got all my gear on.

I've even got a nap.

Who the hell are you?

It's all right, Mr Manson. It's official. It's from the ministry.

Fair off, my lad. No need to point that out. Fair off, my lad. Get back in the

bloody car. Go on.

I'm not setting foot on my farm. It's all right, Mr Manson. Now calm down. I'm

not even touching my cows.

I don't care what you or anybody says.

I'm not having it.

Why don't you tell Mr. Manston what you're doing?

That man is guilty of threatening behaviour, Constable. It's your duty as

police officer to make sure that... All right, calm down.

We are empowered by the Ministry of Agriculture to enter premises where

outbreaks of foot and mouth have occurred in order to assess the

not having a minute here! All right.

It's been confirmed now, is it?

Not yet, no.

You've not heard from Ferber, eh?

No. But nevertheless... Well, in that case... In that case, you've no right

trespassing on my land. Look, all we want to do is to see how the carcasses

to be disposed of, whether we're to burn them. I'm sorry, gentlemen.

The outbreak hasn't been confirmed, and Mr Manson doesn't want you on his land.

I'll have to ask you both to leave.

I hope you know what you're doing, Constable.

This is a serious business.

We're all fully aware of that, sir.

No one more than Mr Manson and his family.

Bloody vultures.

You know, for once, Claude, I agree with you.

Right, the moment we get the confirmation, we'll spring into action.

Bellamy, you'll put the warning signs out along the roads.

Yeah, but I've already done that, Sarge.

Those were the black ones, Bellamy.

If it's confirmed... If... You'll put out the red ones, and you, Ventress, you

can ring that lot.

Oh, no.

Not the hunting, shooting and fishing lot.

I thought you did them this morning.

I was warning them. Now you'll be telling them.

If... All right, if.

If it's confirmed.

Which it is, I'm afraid.

Had a select half an hour ago.

Dear God.

No sign of anyone yet, Mr Manson.

Well, no news is good news, eh?

20 years it's taken me.

20 years.

Finest Aberdeen hangers heard in Yorkshire.

Built up from naught.

And now they want to kill it off.

Well, it might not be what we think.

And even if it is, you'll get compensation.

Compensation?

There's no compensation for losing your life's work, is there?

Because that's what it is, Mr Rowan.

My life's work.

The fulfilment of a dream.

All I've ever wanted from a boy.

To own my own farm.

You didn't inherit it, then?

I didn't.

I bought it off landlord, field by field.

Paid for it every penny from the cows.

Ah, Leeds. That's where June and I come from.

Moved here when Paul was a baby.

Started off renting.

It was very hard.

Very hard.

But here we are. We've got it now, haven't we?

And I thought no -one could take it away from me.

30 Pedigree Aberdeen Angus. Read just how I like him.

I know them all like bears, Mr Owen.

Each of them.

Seen them born.

Seen them come up from calves.

Fussed over them.

Bedded them down at night. Seen to them when they were badly.

How could I let them go, eh?

How can I?

It would be like betraying my own children.

Mr Manson, is it confirmed?

Yeah.

So when do they, uh... First thing tomorrow morning.

Look, Nick, I've got a load of signs out there.

Come on, I'll give you the stuff.

Where the hell did you get these from?

I found them up at Lough. They're a bit damp, so I got them airing.

You can't expect a young girl to sleep in things like these. I mean, I've got

better blankets than these. I've got some brand -new second -hand ones. You

know, I bought ex -Watsit. You can have them for next of note.

I know your next of note.

Anyone at all?

What the hell does he want?

In here.

Oh, there you are, George.

It's about your darts match. I've just seen this poster. It was still up.

You do realise, I hope, that this is an infected area.

There's to be no public meetings or sporting activities until further

That means no hunting, shooting, fishing and no darts.

No darts?

No darts.

What difference can darts make?

Don't play darts outside.

That's as may be, Greengrass. But the virus can still spread inside as well as

out.

Well, thank you very much, Mr Blaketon.

This foot -and -mouth disease has emptied my bar. Look, there's nobody in

I was counting on that.

Darts might have drummed up a bit of business.

George, look at him.

Well, is he all right? How the hell do I... Get out of the way. How do I come

here? Hey, Tedrick, get that fire... Sit down.

He's got an attack. You'd better go and phone the doctor.

You'll live.

And you're sure you took your pills this morning?

Yes, I fell over, that's all.

Yeah, Blake didn't pester him, you know, that did it, Doctor.

He had him all over frazzled.

The darts had to be cancelled, Claude. He was only doing his job.

Well, he didn't have to come barging in like that, though, did he?

Enough of me mind as it is. What with this young lass coming to stay.

It's not my fault.

But you need help behind the bar, George. I've been saying that for ages.

And what sort of help will a scrap of a teenager be?

None whatsoever.

Nothing but a worry.

Well, wait and see.

It'll stop you getting set in your ways.

I like being set in me ways.

It's one of the pleasures of growing old. Ah, Kate, I... Oh, sorry, John. I

didn't mean to interrupt.

Oh, no, no, no. Come in, Dr. Ferryman. It's a pleasure to see you.

If I'd have known you were back, I would have asked you along anyway.

You've got a far more up -to -date doctor than I shall ever be looking into

haven't you, eh?

Kate, I saw your car outside.

Can I have a word? Sure.

I took the liberty of answering the telephone in the surgery.

Urgent call from Annie Carver at Ridge End. She wants a home visit.

Anxious that you get there right away.

What's up?

Well, she wouldn't say, but she did sound very distressed.

All right.

Kate, you know, we're going to have to sort out this telephone business. It was

different when it was my practice, but now it's not.

I cannot be expected to act as a sort of telephone answering service, can I?

I'm sorry.

You go and see Annie Carver.

I'll make George's day by giving him a second opinion, eh? How's that?

Good. Open your mouth wide, love.

Come on, Greg, open your mouth for doctor.

Show your nasty sore throat.

Get down here, you! Take it easy, Mrs Carver.

It's all right.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Just open your mouth wide now.

A little bit wider.

And say ah.

Ah.

See, that's fine.

I'm sorry, Dr Rowan.

I'm sorry, but I'm that worried.

I've been reading in Sam's vet book.

Yes?

It says humans can catch it. It gives you sore throats.

And what of its foot and mouth?

No, madam, the llama is most certainly a four -footed beast, whichever way you

look at it.

And since you live in the middle of the infected area, movement of such a beast

onto or off your property is strictly prohibited.

Whether it's been... Whether it's the breeding season or not, the llama will

have to stay put. I'm sorry.

What the hell is... I've just had Bellamy on the radio. He spotted a

trailer full of livestock breaking the quarantine rules.

What do you mean, spotted?

Well, he lost it when he went through a ford. His minivan conked out.

It'll have to be stopped. We know that. We can handle it. Come on, let's set up

a roadblock.

Mrs Carver, foot and mouth disease is hardly ever, if ever, passed on to

And even if it was, your children couldn't possibly have had time to get

It only broke out on next door's farm today, didn't it?

And it takes at least five days to incubate.

So even if your children had gone across to Eastmore's farm... They didn't.

We don't mix with mountains.

In that case, it's even more unlikely then.

The disease is spread by contact.

People can carry it on their feet from one farm to another, but if there's no

contact, well...

No more worries, eh?

You know you said they couldn't have caught it. It takes five days.

Yes.

Oh, God, I don't know how to say it.

Do come indoors.

It won't do any good standing there, will it?

They don't know what's going to happen.

They're quite happy.

I may as well take a look at them.

Look, Reg.

It needn't be the end of the farm.

Need it.

I know I've grumbled sometimes about the work.

And said I wanted to go back to Leeds and have life a bit easier, but... I

didn't really mean it.

And I know, I... I do know how much it means to you.

To us both, because... Well, now this has happened, I... I can see that now.

I mean, I care too.

I just want you to know that... Once this is over...

We'll pick up the pieces and...

Where have you been?

I wasn't trying to call you.

Nick, Mrs Carver says they've got foot and mouth at Ridge End.

Ridge End? Yes, but they've had it ten days and not reported it.

Nights in white satin Never reaching the end

Letters I've written

Never meaning to send

Beauty I'd always missed

With these eyes before

But the truth is I can't say anymore

Cause I love you Yes, I

love you Oh, I love you

Gazing

at people

I've told you before.

That sheep died because it got its head stuck in some wire.

Oh, yes.

And what about the other one?

The one we found dumped round the back. Did that get its head stuck too?

Or did that have the same symptoms as the first one?

Symptoms remarkably like foot -and -mouth disease.

Now, you knew it was a possibility, didn't you?

Because although you bought those sheep from Carlisle, they came from Wales,

where you and I both know they had the outbreak last month.

You attempted to hide the evidence by taking your infected animals out of the

area.

Let me just refresh your memory, Mr Carver.

Person failing to report symptoms of foot and mouth... I have no symptoms.

Failing to report symptoms of foot and mouth disease incur a grave moral

responsibility and, in addition, are liable to every fines and, in some

imprisonment.

Look, it weren't foot and mouth.

It was scald.

Them people got scald between the toes.

Scald between the toes.

Well, here's what they say at Perbright.

And you're in big trouble, Mr Carver.

Here he comes, Mr Thomas.

I brought the report from the lab, Mr Manson, in case you need to see it in

black and white.

Well, we're all ready.

There's Mr Cartwright from the abattoir.

There's Mr Armitage and Mr Barrow come from Stridley to do the valuation.

And Mr Mills in Fairburn, who I believe you've already met.

Well, can we come in and make a start?

It's best to get it over with, eh?

I've looked over there this morning.

There's no new cases.

And Heather Blossom's been isolated in shipping away from the rest.

Mr Mansfield... Couldn't we just leave it 24 hours, see what happens?

I'm sorry.

What the healthy animals, Mr Thomas. We're murdering healthy animals. The

incubation period is five days. Anything could happen. It's a risk we don't

take.

It's just... Well, could I do it myself, then?

I slaughtered them privately on my own.

I'm sorry, Reg. I don't want this lot in.

My cows are used to me. It'll scare them. I'm sorry, Reg.

I didn't blame yourself, Reg.

For what it's worth, it didn't start here.

It started up at Ridge End.

I've had it at least ten days.

You don't have to stay if you don't want to, Mr. Manston. It'll be quite

difficult to me.

She was just walking down the street singing.

friend is.

It's the last one.

You've done a great job.

All right, I'll go, all right.

Which one's this, then, Reg?

It's... Heatherbell.

Heatherbell. Yeah.

About oldie's didn't -heard -but -look -of -it.

Aye, she's a grandmother to them all.

Go on.

Are they all done?

Reg, please.

This is our trouble. It is not just yours.

Can't we share it? Can't we talk?

Oh, June, I'll talk.

I'll talk if you want me to.

What's the matter?

That's what the matter is, woman!

And it's all you're doing, isn't it?

What?

Don't lie to me, June. For God's sake, haven't you lied enough?

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

The foot and mouth at Sam Carver's place. That's what I'm talking about.

foot and mouth he's had up there for the last ten days.

What?

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know.

I didn't know, Reg. I swear I didn't know.

Don't take me for a fool.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Kate, I'm filthy and I'm hungry.

All right.

Bath, tea, and then out for a drink.

And I insist.

It was terrible, Kate.

What the hell?

I know what you mean.

Well, at least something positive came out of it.

I met the Carvers.

And whatever Alex says, they're definitely a family I should keep my eye

Nick, are you listening?

And this is Cedric. Hi, Cedric. Hiya.

And this is Claude. Mind the watch.

Hey, where's your manners? Get the girl a drink. She's come a long way.

Why, a drink? What'll you have, Gina?

Baby can, please. A baby can, please.

With a cherry in it. With a cherry?

With a cherry.

Well, wow.

So here I am, in the battle beyond.

Hey, now, watch it.

Yes, it is.

It's mouse from anyway.

Took me ages finding you.

uphill, down dale I went, getting lost, asking the way at every turning.

I mean, blimey, look at it.

Is it usually this crowded?

It's a nice room, though. I really like it.

Sort of oldie -worldie, like an old film, you know.

Oh, thanks.

Well, cheers, everyone.

Cheers. And Uncle George, here's to our new partnership.

Cheers.

I did think you'd get away tonight.

I'm all right.

I only came to say it's over, Sam.

What do you mean?

I wish I'd never met you.

You didn't say that last night, did you?

Reggie's a good man.

And I've ruined everything.

You should have wanted to be more like I do. No!

It's a bit late for feeling guilty now, isn't it?

I'll bugger off back to him, then.

Mr Rowan, it's me dad.

What's wrong?

Oh, he hasn't been back for three.

He probably went some time alone.

What are you taking? The shotgun?

The shotgun?

There's no way he's going shooting in the dark.

Should we call Blaketon?

No, it'll take too long.

Come on, Claude.

You know these moths.

Yeah, all right.

Hey, come and judge.

Yeah. It won't be all right. Yeah.

I might as well make a start, might I? Yeah, well, look, I'll show you a room

when I get back. Come on.

Go on, boys, go on.

Go on, you deaf beggar. Home.

Home.

Well, now what?

Onions.

I beg your pardon?

Onions.

You'll not get foot and mouth on farm if you put an onion in the dairy.

I remember that.

Clue?

What is it? I don't know.

His missus is having an affair with some carver.

I say, it's common knowledge, isn't it?

It's been going on for years.

I'm surprised you don't know what about it, you being a nosy copper.

Sir Reg must think his wife put the disease to his farm.

Well, she could have done, couldn't she?

From one farm to another on her shoes or something like that.

Well, you can't blame her. I mean, she wouldn't have done it if she'd have

known. I mean, it's Sam Carver's fault, isn't it? Trying to keep quiet about it,

that selfish swine.

Hold! Right here.

Tight! Make him stay there.

I want to stay with him.

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