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

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

Hey, sexy!

Alright.

We'll be right back.

cut, that when a car rides over it, rubber eyelids close, wipe away dust,

wet days, wash the eyes.

Each one's a blinking marvel.

It sounds rough out there.

Woken Katie.

Yeah? Yeah?

Right. Yeah, okay, Mrs Conway.

Yeah, I'll be with you as soon as I can.

Okay.

I've got to go out, Alf.

Any chance of a lift?

No!

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Sounds about new.

Oh, no. Has the chimney gone?

Thank you.

I messed the clear up, Sarge. Well, at least weather like this keeps the

villains at home. Although most of it seems to be giving us the go -by.

I, uh... I think you spoke too soon, Sarge.

Just find some candles, Bellamy.

quiet enough for me, I'll turn the car.

Start that again.

Go on, out you get, quick.

Go on, I told you a drop of rain was over here.

What's wrong? Go on, get out.

Hey, how many times do you want to do it?

What the devil is that?

Why can't I be at home in bed?

Lily, I'm sure the constable has more important things to do, bringing him out

on a night like this. Well, if you'd been at home, I heard the milk churns

over, scuffling.

It was only sheep.

But they're on purpose to scare us, I'll bet. Now, Lily, who'd want to scare

you, Mrs Conway? Ted Halliwell, of course.

He thinks he can get away with murder.

Now he's half built a new extension without permission.

Leave it.

How long have you lived here?

A couple of years.

We bought this place off him and did it up.

Now he's trying to drive us out.

Well, the Halliwells have lived here for ages.

They're not known as troublemakers.

No?

The way his lad used to pester our barrel on the school bus.

Well, if they were Ted's sheep, I'll have a word with him about keeping his

closed. You do that, he won't listen to me.

Whenever I ring up to complain, he just puts the phone down.

I've just had that roof repaired.

How's my chimney?

It's had a bit of a clout, but it'll be all right.

Do you think it's the lightning that caused it, Ted?

I don't know. It's weird -like.

It's all calm out here now. I mean, even the wind's dropped.

That's what I mean.

It's weird.

That was quick.

I think we've sorted it out.

Already?

Half an hour on a grudge between neighbours is half an hour too long.

You all right?

I feel fine.

Well, you don't look it.

What's happened?

Well, when I was turning the car around... Oh, yeah?

I crashed into a wall.

Well, Blaketon's going to love you.

You're injured?

I struck my head on the steering wheel.

Well, you best get it seen to. Do you want me to drive?

I can manage.

Would you gear slip or something?

Lightning.

Well, you look like you were struck.

I was dazzled by something.

It was a lie to me.

What lie?

Well, it was down there by the golf course.

We better take a look.

Look,

there's an out here.

I'm tired and you're soaked.

How's your red?

I'm fine, I keep telling you.

Do you want me to get my head seen to or not?

Well, you'll have a breathe, but I can't sweat a concussion.

Yeah, you must have been out for about half an hour, I reckon.

I never was.

Alf, when I came out the conways, you thought I'd just gone in.

Maybe I had a dose.

Must have been a lot quieter up on the top than it was down here, then.

Nick, see if the power's back on.

Oh. What's wrong?

It's right in my eye.

Alf, what's the matter with your face?

What's wrong with it?

Looks like...

Like bad sunburn all down one side.

Wait there a minute. I'll get you something for it.

What really happened up there, Alf?

It's past my bedtime.

our garden with sheep on purpose.

Now, why would I do that?

Because you're determined to make our lives a misery, that's why.

And look at you now, clopping pig flurry all over the lane.

Leave it, Lil, we're too late for work.

I'll back up, let you through.

Not till I've had it out with him.

Are you going to back up or do we stay here all morning?

I haven't finished with you, Ted Halliwell.

I'll have the law on you.

If you think the council are going to let you finish that... Then you've got

another thing coming.

And you can wipe that smile off your face when I'm talking to you.

Or I'll wipe it off for you.

How's the head today, then, Ventress?

Better, thanks, Sarge.

Well, get it round to report on that bent bumper.

I told him I was dazzled by lightning.

Yeah, he wants it in writing.

And if that's supposed to be a ship, you've given it two blunt ends.

Mr. Halliball's gone a bit far this time, then.

Nothing's damaged that won't grow again.

And I've always hated bees.

But if he upsets your mum and dad regularly, like last night... Beryl?

Just a few sheep gone daft.

Anything else you want to tell me?

Your mum seems to think you don't see Luke Halliball now you both left school.

Better she doesn't know.

Well, it's a good job she's not in the village much then, isn't it?

Oh, thanks.

Thanks for not telling.

You all

done about,

Luke?

And guess why you've come?

Well, maybe you should check the steering on his tractor.

You don't want him annoying the conways, do you?

No.

Erm... About last night.

It was me knocking the milk churns over.

Well, I guess Beryl knew more than she was saying.

We've been up in her room.

Only talking.

I'm usually quieter than that.

Well, you don't usually have a flock of sheep with you, do you?

They must have gone mad on your walls.

It's not surprising when you think what the stone broke down.

Why, what did the stone bring down?

The UFO, wasn't it?

Two yokes and a bollock.

Some hands. Some hands.

Hands. Well, it's Aiden's field and all the headlines.

Stampeding horses.

Chimneys hit by lightning.

And would you believe it? An identified flying object.

Give me strength.

Claude Jeremiah Greengrass, age 48.

Witnessed a flying saucer landing on Whitby Golf Course.

48? It's a measurement.

They were the pudding green, you know.

Subsequent investigation revealed no trace.

You can't all tell and close.

How many of those did you have last night?

Not as many as I intend having tonight.

I'll be back in half an hour, Eileen.

Hello, Miss Jarvis.

Nick, you haven't forgotten I'm running the beetle drive at church for Hester

tonight.

I'll stop in with Katie.

It's very good of her. I've got parish council.

My pleasure. Makes me feel I belong here.

Where will you be if anyone phones?

Looking for Claude Greengrass.

And then this great big light beam come down and sucked up this herd of cows and

dropped them in the school classroom.

Did you see any spaceman, Claude?

I've been told I've got to be a bit careful, just how much I say, you know,

because they don't want me to incur panic.

It'll be them experiments at Filingdale's causing freak weather

Hey, when are you going to clear this slate, Claude?

I've got assets coming.

You know your trouble. You worry too much. About time you went on your

and I happen to know where there's one going.

It's for two. You could take Gina. Holiday?

What I need is compensation.

I bet if Gina were offered a cut -price Mediterranean cruise for two, you'd jump

at it, wouldn't you? Oh, yeah.

I'm going to be Uncle George, though.

You're not a bad judge.

Thank you.

Anyway, think about it.

I'll come back to you.

Can

we

have a word about flying saucers?

Not of a note, we can't.

Tell me, Gould, and not the pub version.

I'll think about it. In the meantime, can I interest you in this?

It's only one of those prize drawers. Ignore it.

Ignore it? Can't you read? I've won it.

Well, so you have.

Congratulations. Do you know anybody who might want to buy it?

Why, can't you find anyone desperate enough to go with you?

I'm terrified.

I've never been on a boat in my life.

I'll think of somebody.

Hey, about this UFO.

If I'm no buyer for this, I might tell you.

Claude. What?

Could be that your daughter's pony's turned up in the cemetery.

Oh, no, it was grazing.

Alf, have you seen the paper?

Er... It's around somewhere.

No trouble. You wouldn't be holding evidence by any chance.

Six miles, that one bolted.

Rowan!

In here.

Right, Dad.

I want to work with you.

I'm relying on you, Rowan, to nip these science fiction rumours in the bud

before they hit the national press.

I'm not sure that they are rumours, Sarge. There are two eyewitness reports

an unidentified flying object.

So it's not just Greengrass pulling your leg, then?

I've reason to believe there's been another sighting.

You'd believe anything you would.

Just don't go making it official, otherwise Ed Quarters will think we

enough work on.

Just take it from me. Until we're actually being invaded by Martians...

This kind of nonsense is not a police matter.

But if I investigate the facts, we can squash the rumours.

Yes, we'll keep a pinch of salt, Andy.

Right, son.

Oh, Rowan.

Just one other thing.

I've been thinking.

It's occurred to me that... Well, your Auntie Eileen, she doesn't get out much,

does she? She might fancy a change of scene sometime.

Bit of civilised company.

Well, she has made a few friends, Sarge. Not free tonight, is she?

No. No, she's got a date.

Oh.

Charity fundraising.

Oh.

Was that all, Sarge?

Yes.

I make it 186 pounds, 15 shillings and tuppence.

Not bad, is it, for a small village?

With a bank except this?

Yeah. They took one of me once that had been through a washing machine.

Thanks for the tea.

Now, you know what to do. Oh, yes.

Oh,

she likes you, Hester.

Did you never want a husband and children yourself?

Oh, I gave up that prospect ten years ago.

Bye, Katie.

I'm alright. You just look after the dog.

There we go.

Come on, son.

When shall we tell them?

Why not now?

Hang on.

It's the meeting tonight.

My dad's going to get the council to object to your dad's planning

Oh, heck.

The extension's almost built.

If dad has to knock it down now, I'll elaborate, Luce.

If he doesn't knock it down, my mum swears we're moving.

We'll never see each other.

They're not going to stop us.

I'll tell Dad tonight.

Then we'll know what we're up against.

I'm sorry, you'll have to take me back.

I feel as sick as a dog.

Sorry, son, we're not going.

I'd rather get away.

Can't we forget about it?

State you're in?

Oh, this is a nightmare, this is.

I'm not sure what happened.

And now I know that other people saw the thing.

Well, it's worse.

How close did you get?

I think... that I was taken right inside.

Into the spaceship?

Who took you inside?

Well, it was as though I was being pulled.

Oh,

look, just thinking about it scares me stiff.

You're not writing anything down, are you?

No. No, no, not if you don't want me to.

I woke my missus last night, yelling out loud.

What does she think about it?

I couldn't tell her.

She blames it on the cheese and pickled onions.

I remember wondering, is this what dying's like?

Do you know someone who can help you, Alf?

Anything.

Will you go on a cruise? You must be joking.

No, I'm gearing it away. What? Well, for 50 quid, it's as good as, isn't it?

Oh, here cometh the parish council.

Well?

You'll have to knock it down.

I did warn you.

You're corrupt, Conway.

I beg your pardon? You were the only one objecting. It's the principle.

That extension stays where it is. Even farmers can't extend their homes without

permission. What if I say it's a dairy?

What then?

It's still got to come down.

You're pathetic.

Hey, Ted, stop it.

He's bent.

He's taken advantage. . . . . .

. . . . .

A huge success.

£250 now.

Oh, thanks.

That's splendid.

Tell me all about it tomorrow.

Good night, Eileen.

Good night.

Now, is either of you gentlemen going to press charges?

What's the point?

I sort of always get the law on their side.

The law concerns itself with keeping the peace.

Mr Conway?

No,

no charges.

Well, if you're letting it drop, I don't want any more trouble out of either of

you. Aye, or you'll both be barred.

Last orders, please.

Yeah, come on, everyone. Last orders, please.

Do you have any idea the trouble a report like this will cause?

It was an incident.

Three witnesses.

I know the trouble I'll be in for not reporting it.

Alarmist's twaddle, that's all it is.

Now, listen, I can explain away sightings by an idiot like Greengrass.

or some teenager brought up on Dandere, but not when they're vouched for by one

of me own officers.

Well, why try and explain it away?

Instructions from headquarters, that's why.

I'm responsible for keeping the lid on this, so if the press get too

interested... Ventress!

It's my head on the block.

There's only one way out of this.

Sergeant.

Ah, Ventress.

I owe you an apology.

What for?

Well, the other day you had an accident in the patrol car and I was more

concerned about a bent bumper than the state of your health.

That was very remiss of me.

So I've decided to put you on sick leave until you're fit enough for duty.

But I am fit, Sarge.

It's for your own good, Ventress. Just go home.

And whatever you do, don't talk to anyone about anything.

I can't go on. What'll I tell the missus?

What this bloke Maggie knows.

The hypnotist.

Well, if we can get at the truth, we can argue back.

Will we not stop him building, then? No.

Stop the local council.

We'll get it on appeal.

Dad?

About the sheepdog trials.

No.

I've told you.

You're not ready.

It's the under -21s. Aye.

And remember, that's what you are.

You're not marrying the Conway girl.

You're both too young to know your own minds.

You can't stop us.

Listen.

If it's likely you'll not make a fool of yourself and let down Ty, you can enter

the trials.

But on one condition.

You're to promise you won't go pestering the vicar.

It's a deal.

We'll hope to get an agreement instead.

You sure you want to go through with this, Al?

You'll stay in the room with me, won't you?

Yeah, well, someone has to pay rent.

Well, I might not go under.

Hello, Dr. Osborne. Oh, hello.

You come in.

What's happening now, Alf?

I'm moving into reverse.

This clutch needs seeing to.

It's wild up here.

What's that?

Can you tell us?

It's moving.

It can't be.

It's settling down.

Relax. You're absolutely safe now. Now concentrate on steady breathing.

Better.

I'm just fetched, Nick.

Open your eyes.

What can you see?

It's a door.

It's opening.

It's pulling me in.

I can't stop the pull.

My face is on fire!

Stop!

He's going to have a heart attack.

Stop! No, don't, you can't. I'll bring him out.

No!

Alf?

Can you hear me?

You know, Bill could stop you smoking as well, Al. Not just at this minute,

thank you.

So I'm not going to lose my job on account of what I saw, then?

Why should you? You're not alone.

There are more cases of human interaction with the paranormal than

realise.

Try telling that to Blaketon.

Why me, eh?

That's what they all say. It's a phenomenon we don't yet understand, but

nothing to be afraid of.

There you are.

Evidence of valid experience. And just remember, you are not abnormal.

All right, well, let's get you back on duty, shall we?

Ciao.

If he were all right, he'd have let me know where he was.

Something's happened to him.

Tried PC Rowan first, he was out.

It's not good enough.

What's the problem?

Um, this lady's husband didn't come home last night, Sarge.

Well, get on to it, Bellamy. Check the hospital.

Leave no stone unturned.

Now.

Don't you worry, madam.

We'll move heaven and earth to find him.

Finding the car would be a help.

I've had to come in a taxi this morning.

There was £250 in that box when I gave it back to you last night.

Oh, heavens, I'm not blaming you.

I just wondered if you could throw any light on how it disappeared.

to steal money raised for charity.

You didn't leave the box unattended in the church last night.

No.

Maybe you've had burglars.

You mean at home?

During the night.

I didn't notice anything unusual.

But listen, perhaps we needn't bother Constable Rowan just yet.

There may be a perfectly simple explanation.

I'm sure the money will turn up.

You're right.

So, it's quite common, is it, what you experienced?

Apparently, bright lights can stimulate parts of the brain not normally used.

Of which you have more than average interest.

I can stay on duty, then?

Well, unless the powers that be recommend otherwise, I can't stop you.

Do you know, Vincent, it's a bonny afternoon, and now we aren't a man

I could do a follow -up investigation, personally, on Whitby Golf Course.

I thought there was a missing person over on Rowan's patch.

Well, Bellamy's dealing with that.

Bellamy!

Oh, no business worries Sarge. Been to the factory and the shop, and, well,

all order -booked and in profit.

So Councillor Conway's not running away from creditors, then?

Did his employees...

Give you any idea what kind of chap he is?

Henpecked.

Mr. Councillor, Conway's vehicle, all right? What time did he leave?

Well, soon after last orders.

So he was either on foot or someone gave him a lift?

Well, you don't suppose Ted Halliwell had another go at him?

Well, what time did he leave?

Oh, a few minutes before.

You mustn't jump to conclusions, George.

Let me know if you hear anything, all right? Right.

You're getting to be a very big young lady, aren't you?

Oh, little Katie Rowan.

Off you go, then. I'll stay till Nick gets back.

It's too early.

Oh, of course, yes. You mustn't look too eager on your first date.

Maggie, really.

Can I ask what you think of Hester Jarvis?

Hester?

Typical spinster of this parish, I suppose.

She's a private sort of person.

She wouldn't have a...

Delinquent in the family she wants to protect.

No. But she's the cousin to Lord Ashfordly. She's the magistrate.

Why? All the church money for famine relief has gone missing.

Lost or stolen?

Stolen, I think. And she doesn't want Nick to investigate.

Well, tell him.

Tell him or I will.

The village put a lot of effort into raising that money.

She lives alone, doesn't she?

Yes.

She was expecting someone last night who has a key.

Oh, and we thought we knew all the local secrets, didn't we, Katie?

Can either of you suggest why it might want to disappear?

No, he wouldn't go of his own accord. You can forget that.

He's got too much to lose.

Well, he has been known, Mrs Conway.

That's why we can't put too high a priority on tracking him down yet. Oh, I

You'd be sorry when he's found dead then, won't you? Because the police

act fast enough. Don't say that.

Conscience troubling you, is it?

Fetch me the spare car keys. I'll have the car back at least.

Oh, well, I'm sorry, Mrs Conway. It might be needed by forensic.

And now, did he take any extra clothes with him? No.

Just what he was wearing.

His business suit.

And how about money?

No. I handle the finance.

He can't be far away.

What about using tracker dogs?

Yes, if we have to.

And when are you going to arrest Ted Halliwell?

He's behind it.

When she told me about this stupid engagement, I couldn't believe my ears.

Mum, you've no right.

Don't worry, Beryl. I'm sure your dad's safe somewhere.

Your

whistles

are too long. If you cut them in half, you'll get more commands in.

Now what?

The council of Conway hasn't been seen since he left the Aidensfield Arms last

night. Weird.

Good riddance.

Any idea where he went?

What's she been saying?

I know you've had your problems and it got a bit rough last night.

I get it.

I've done the poor blighter in and buried him in concrete, is that what

saying? His family are very worried.

She'll say anything to get that extension demolished.

Take no notice off him, he's all mouth.

If you ask me,

Conway's done a bunk.

And what makes you think that?

With a missus like he's got.

Your shoulders relaxed and your head still.

And you don't move your head until after you've hit the ball. Have you got that?

Right. All right, have another go.

You've got a very nice swing, Eileen.

Now you stand over here, and I'll let her go.

Right, uh, Eileen, uh, bring the trolley.

Well, the clock tomorrow.

Thanks.

I'll be there.

I never knew they cared.

Who?

Headquarters. They made an appointment for me.

Have a medical check -up. Mr Eilisham Hooker.

An eye specialist, is he?

I know what I saw.

Yeah, Blayton said they wouldn't like the report.

Do you think they're trying to get rid of me?

On medical grounds?

Eh? They won't put a couple like you out to grass.

Oh, I wouldn't bet on it.

I've been dreading this.

Sheep droppings.

Who's allowed sheep onto the course, I wonder? And what is this?

I mean, I know it was a severe storm last night, but... Or else it was a

triangular sheep.

Oh, Eileen.

Ah, Miss Jarvis. Good afternoon.

Sergeant Blaketon.

Is this what our tame UFO did?

I never knew you played golf, Eileen.

I'm having lessons.

Good idea.

By the way, I may have alarmed you unduly this morning.

Bit of a mix -up.

I've banked enough to cover it.

Generous of you.

Not like you, Miss Jarvis. Getting mixed up.

You've got time for a cup of tea.

Any messages, Julie?

Nope. Thanks.

Hello, Maggie.

All right?

Yeah. Well, no.

I think I might have landed out right, innit? With Blaketon?

No, with headquarters.

They've ordered a medical check tomorrow.

I must think it's urgent.

Do you know who he's seeing?

Yeah, Mr Elsham Hooker.

Him?

How dare they?

Well, why? Who is he?

Top brass psychiatrist.

He's the type to certify I'll presume he'll look at it.

So they're that keen to suppress talk of UFOs, eh?

Look, I've got to go. Sorry.

Evening, Elk. Hi, Nick.

I'll have a pork pie when you're ready, please, Gina. Yeah.

What do you call this, Claude?

Illegal tender.

Well, I don't like the look of it much.

Oh, neither did I. That's why I've given it you.

Well, it'll do.

Help settle his slate, seem to suddenly flush.

Here you go.

Only Hester doesn't want the thief caught, Nick.

No, he did right telling me.

My guess is that she's made up the lot out of her own money to hush it up.

Yeah, well, it will be all old coins and used notes.

Untraceable.

Except one note was covered in ink.

I was afraid it might be no good.

What colour ink?

Green.

Does it matter?

Is that your lunch already, Ventress?

I might not have an appetite later.

Can I have a word, Sarge?

No.

And you can't have your afternoon off, Rowan, unless Councillor Conway's been

found. Yeah, well, I think I can trace where he is. Well, get on to it, then.

If you're all right, Bellamy can cover Aidensfield for you.

Ventress will be back from his medical by then.

Yeah, but it isn't a medical, is it, Sarge?

If not the routine, take your blood pressure and how's the family job?

You can't let them do this to him.

Who am I to argue with the powers that be, Rowan?

Well, have you tried?

Like saying that you see Alf every day, he's as fit for duty as he ever was.

Now, you listen to me.

Rumours of an invasion by little green men from outer space, plus MOD

experiments, can be very unsettling.

And this psychological condition of Ventress's is not your problem, so don't

involved. I am involved.

Ashfordly District Hospital, 12 o 'clock.

He's entitled to have a colleague with him.

Cold?

Yeah, comes to be all.

Are you in the money this week?

Just enough to buy a few luxuries like bread and milk and biscuits for him.

Wouldn't have come from a certain charity fund, would it?

You know your trouble. You spend too much time with that Blaketon. If you

know, I sold that Mediterranean cruise, didn't I?

Who to?

That is for me to know and you to find out. Now, don't mess me about, Claude.

Was it Councillor Conway? Yeah, why?

When?

Yesterday, first thing.

Well, thank you.

Could have saved me a lot of trouble.

Is there any reward for information received?

Morning, Miss Jarvis.

I hear you've lost rather a lot of cash recently.

Oh, there's no need to chase it. I've made it good.

Well, aren't you interested to know where it went?

Actually, a friend borrowed the money thinking it was mine.

Would that be your colleague on the parish council, Mr Conway?

You'd better come in.

I suspect you're looking for me.

Your family are very worried about you.

Greengrass had this Mediterranean cruise, half price.

I wanted to surprise Hester.

I thought by the time he got back, the fuss would have died down. It was all

way out in the open.

If it made the break sooner.

I had to stay with Lily for Beryl's sake.

Now she's grown up.

Well...

It was the right moment.

For you?

You'd have saved a lot of police time if you'd have told your wife your plans.

Don't tell her I'm here.

Well, she'll have to know you're safe.

The rest is up to you.

I can't go back to Lily. I'm sorry.

So am I.

You might have asked me before you threw caution to the winds.

I'll see myself out.

Please. I have to... It's only being with you that's kept me sane all these

years. I've waited too long.

What am I to do with this holiday?

He's here for a medical check -up, not a psychiatric examination.

And I'm here to determine his fitness for duty, Mr Rowan. I'll make better

progress without your help.

What do you think?

No officer who sees flying saucers can be regarded as fit.

There were two members of the public. They saw what I saw. They didn't

experience the same paranormal images and sensations.

I regard it as evidence of mental instability.

Well, Dr Bill Evans disagrees. We have his report.

You haven't heard my tapes. It was highly irresponsible of you to make this

official. Your superiors are very alarmed. Well, I'm not alarmed, and I

there. That is a matter of opinion.

You hadn't taken any substance likely to cause hallucinations? No, I hadn't.

Accidentally, perhaps?

I'm offering you a way out.

By faking his evidence?

He can persist in his fantasy and embarrass the authorities, or he can be

admitted to my wing of this hospital as a voluntary patient for a mere 28 days,

and then, if I am satisfied he suffered only a temporary mental breakdown, he

can no doubt return to his job.

Which is it to be?

Don't even think about it, Alf.

Not unless you want this on your record. What will feature on my record is your

lack of cooperation.

They can't sack me, can they?

No, I doubt it.

Let's risk embarrassing the authorities, shall we?

Let it be known how they tried to get rid of you, and why.

I'm just a walking the dog.

If you're gonna how to do it, I'll show you how to walk the dog.

Ventus, you wouldn't talk to the press, would you?

I might.

But I'm put.

Somebody up there doesn't want any more headlines about UFOs.

Well, the pub's open. I'll buy you all a drink.

Well, come on, then.

Maggie. Thanks.

Enter. Nick.

Cheers. So, are we to be told or not?

What? Well, come on, Sarge. Has Al still got his job?

Well, I'm happy to say that his ruse has failed.

Eh? What ruse?

Well, your attempt, Ventress, to stay on indefinite sick leave. Well, that was

you. Now, it seems that you're to continue to report to Ashfordly Police

Station, where I can keep my beady eye on you.

Cheers, Sarge.

Cheers.

You all right, Alf?

Oh, I thought I'd blown it then.

They had me down as a barmy.

I'm better now.

Nick.

Thanks.

Oh, come off it, mate. No.

I'd be on the dole if it wasn't for your help.

I know something happened.

Do you believe me then?

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

Why does the love chip stay in my memory?