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

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

Thank you.

Take a seat, I'll bring them over.

Okay, boys?

Oi, Gino.

No, no, no.

Gino.

This coffee?

Let's move sugar.

Hey, knock it off!

Is that fucking amazing?

Now, they're the most vicious -looking
characters ever I saw one.

What do you reckon? Will I turn with
intent?

Definitely worth pulling in, I'd say.

What's your game?

Oh, see who is it.

What are you up to?

Well, if you must know, I'm waiting for
Mrs Ventress.

Rob you in for a bit of shopping, I
shall.

If only that was all.

Still, I can't talk forever.

If you two gents will excuse me.

Do you get the impression he couldn't
get away from us quick enough?

Yeah.

He must be up to something.

I bet you're going to find out what.

See you later, Nick.

Got to have a bit more of the control.

From the beauty of London town.

Eagerly pursuing all the latest fashion
trends. But she's a seductive

follower of fashion.

Oh, yes, she is. Oh, yes, she is. Oh,
yes, she is. Oh, yes, she is.

I think she is a flower to be looked at.

Mr Ward, I presume.

Reggie Rawlings.

And this will be the lovely Gina, will
it?

Should we know you?

No, I wouldn't have thought so. But I
make a point of doing my homework on all

potential customers.

Customers? Let me ask you a question,
George.

I can call you George, can't I?

What is it, eh, that pulls the punters
into pubs these days?

The beer.

Music, George.

The food of love.

I've been telling them that for ages.

What, you mean groups? That sort of
thing? We can't afford out like that.

longer have to, thanks to the white heat
of modern technology.

And up to the minute, state of the art,
jukebox.

That's what you have a burning need of
in here, folks.

You can say that again.

Gets more like a chapel arrest by the
minute in this place.

You're flogging these, eh? Not flogging,
George.

Leasing. And at rates that are laughably
low. In fact, I'll be honest with you,

I sometimes wonder how I make it pay at
all.

Can you describe it?

Well, big, you know.

And like I said, bikers, obviously.

Was there an argument?

No. They just say something about the
coffee and then...

Why do people do such things, huh?

Just imagine... ..having one over there
in that corner, George.

Aye, and just imagine the state my head
will be in with pop music blaring out

all day. Not all day.

Only when people put money in. 50 % of
which will be coming to you, of course,

George. 50 %?

Plus the fact that once word gets round,
you'll have every youngster in

Aydenfield here.

And they're the ones with the money to
spend.

And it'll help with the bigger rent.

I'm telling you, George, having a
jukebox in your pub these days is like

a licence to print money.

It's a bit early in the day for this
kind of nonsense, isn't it, Rowan? That

depends if you're looking for travelling
stars, which these two obviously were.

Did he manage to get the number of the
bikes they were riding?

No. Oh, terrific.

Sarge! What? An Inspector Hackett called
to see you.

Les Hackett?

What did he want?

So he'll call back?

Right.

Who'd like to hack it?

Better known as Hacker Hacket. The one
the Chief Constable calls when he wants

some dirty work doing.

Oh, Reggie!

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

I thought I recognised that voice.

Claude! I thought you were dead.

You old reprobate. Just a rumour I put
about the people I owe money.

Make it as usual, please, Gina. Make it
a big one.

I tell you, you're in this jukebox game
now, are you? Music is the growth

industry now, Cord.

This is the swinging 60s, right?

Right, cheers.

All the very best to you, me old mate.

That's smashing, George, smashing.

It'll be here and installed before the
day's out. Right.

I

suppose

you'd like to get your boxes in all the
pubs in the area, wouldn't you?

Yeah, that's the idea.

I might be able to be a bit of help.

Well, that's very kind of you, Claude,
but you don't strike me as the sort who

knows much about the pop scene, to be
honest.

No. More love about pubs.

Well, that too, of course. And I will
need a Johnny on the spot.

You'll have to throw in transport as
well.

Got that.

We can use the lorry. Right.

What about storage space?

Got that.

Use the cottage.

Right. But I shall need some wages. You
got them?

It's a long time since you and me were
on patrol together, Oscar.

More years than I care to remember, Liz.

You ever think about what comes next?

Well, I think maybe I've left it a bit
too late for a promotion.

Promotion?

I was thinking more in terms of
retirement.

Well, I must admit, it's not something
I've thought about yet.

But you should.

I mean, you do reach a point, don't you,
when you're just going through the

motions.

You find that, do you, Les? Well, don't
we all?

If we're being completely honest with
ourselves.

And it just isn't good enough, Oscar.

Not for you, not for the service.

In fact, it is the first indication that
you need to start seriously considering

your future.

I see.

Room must be made, Oscar, for these
young Turks, snapping at our ageing

Yes, I suppose so. Trouble is, we never
think anybody's taking any notice, you

see.

Only the trouble is, somebody up there
always is.

So is it better to jump or be pushed?

Come on, Alf. Put us out of our misery.

Out of what?

The topper and sales job this morning.

Well, if you must know, our Gail's
getting married on the weekend.

Oh, I thought she was in Cardiff being a
nurse or something. She is, but she's

back. An engagement ring on her finger.

Hey, she's not, er... Is she?

Certainly not.

So what's the problem, then?

Well, you're not paying for it all, are
you?

Oh, I see.

Ah, going to be a knife and fork job,
then.

Well, it was going to be a quiet family
affair.

Then Mrs Ventress found out the lad had
got a hyphen in his name.

Now she wants me to get a tent.

A tent?

Oh, marquee.

Oh, it can't be easy, Nick, being a
father and a born skinflint.

Soon, I hope.

Well?

Short of calls to make, are we?

Complaints to follow up?

And is there such a deathly ush come
over Aidensfield that you feel the need

come over here for company rowing? Just
leaving, sir.

What kind of an impression do you think
we gave Inspector Ackett?

When are you lot going to start pulling
your fingers out?

Evening. Hi, Nick.

Hello, Nick.

What's going on?

Oh, it's what's called dragging George
kicking and screaming into the 20th

century. According to Gina.

Ta. Thanks.

Hello.

Hello, Nick.

I didn't expect to see you here.

How are you?

I'm all right. You?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

Right.

Shall we go and sit down, then?

Yeah. All right.

Give her.

Just a half.

Right then. What do you fancy, ladies
and gentlemen?

The Stones, Jefferson Airplane, Procol
Harum. Have you got a Jimmy Shand

If he hasn't, he puts it on you and me
to deal with.

Put the swinging blue jeans on, please,
Reggie.

OK. One swinging blue jeans number
coming right up.

I can't believe it's all over with you
two Well it is

It seemed so right together.

What went wrong?

I don't know.

We arranged to go away together.

Then at the last minute, Nick backs out.

Why? He said he was needed at the
station.

You really can't blame him for having to
work long hours.

Get out of the territory, doesn't it?

I know that.

But it wasn't just about work.

I think he was using it as an excuse.

An excuse for what?

To get out of it.

He doesn't want to commit himself.

Are you sure you're not overreacting?

He was so happy with Kate. It's hardly
surprising that he's having second

thoughts about getting too involved
again.

Give it time.

If he's having serious doubts, I'd
rather get out now.

You'd go to getting her?

Haven't before.

back soon?

I thought I'd have an early night.

No good company in the pub, then?

Yeah, well, Maggie was there with Joe.

Girls like that, apparently.

Nick, if you want to tell me to mind my
own business, feel free to.

But have you and Joe split up?

Yeah, looks like it.

Well, I suppose if you're not right for
each other, it's better to find out

sooner rather than later, but... Why?

Well, I think she suddenly realised
we're going out with the policeman

But...

Right,

got the key?

Yes. In that case, I'll go and see if I
can press another machine.

Right.

Hey, just drive carefully. This is a
very valuable antique.

It's it like you, eh, Claude?

Morning.

Sorry, Claude. Too late, I'm afraid.

I've come for a drink. I've come to
empty the jukebox.

You've come to empty it?

Yeah.

I thought you were a bit previous.

I mean, there can't be more than two
quid in there yet.

Two quid?

Well, I haven't been in 24 hours.

I'd better check it anyway.

As long as you remember that 50 % of
what you find is mine.

Only 50 %?

If I had my way, I'd get you off.

I'm not content to be with you in the
daytime.

Girl, I was.

The only time I feel alright is by your
side.

Girl, I want to be with you all of the
time. All day and all night.

All day and all night.

All day and all night. Why, though?

Why what?

Well, why do I have to pay for
everything, just because I'm the father

bride?

It's what's called tradition, Alf.

Do you have any idea how much it's cost
me to rent that tent?

And I had to pay them in advance.

Put another record on, Alf. That one's
worn through to the B -side.

But it's unfair, isn't it?

I mean, his family could buy and sell
me.

Well, it could be worse, you know, Alf.

If this was the Middle Ages, you'd have
to come up with four cows and a goat

just to get him to take her off your
hands.

Look at the state of them.

Why did I ever talk you into getting
that stupid jukebox?

Did you get a look at their faces,
George?

Not really. It happened all too quick.

You ought to see a doctor straight away,
Nick. He's in shock.

Well, we'll talk later, George. All
right.

Come on, George.

I'll drive you round there myself.

I'll come with you.

Don't believe me.

That's the third of my livelihood gone.

You mean the sixth.

Who's done it?

Well, I was hoping one of you could tell
me that.

Well, how should we know?

Have you received any threats?

No.

Did you supply Jukebox to Dino's diner?
I've never even heard of Dino's diner.

Well, if you can think of anyone who
might have it in for you, then let me

I certainly will.

Are you sure you don't know who's done
it? I'm having a blind idea.

I wish I had. I wouldn't mind a word
with them myself.

Now, the claim on the insurance.

Why? And which insurance would that be,
then?

Don't tell me you're not insured.

That jukebox in there hasn't been paid
for yet.

None of them have.

That has to be the same two blokes,
Sarge. Too much of a coincidence not to

But why should they take it into their
heads to smash up two completely

unconnected sets of premises?

Well, they had the jukeboxes in common.

Oh, you think they were the targets, do
you?

Well, they took the biggest hammering in
both cases, Sarge. Well, don't you

stand there. Find out.

We're not paid to speculate.

Inspector Ackett wants results.

Right, Sarge.

About tonight's relief, Sarge, can I
swap with Bellamy?

Well, if it's all right with him.

Thanks, Sarge.

Ventured.

Special occasion, is it?

Oh, it's a stag party for my future son
-in -law.

Oh, well, I trust you'll warn him. If he
isn't careful, he could end up at the

end of it, trouser -less, on the night
train to Glasgow, with a severe case of

alcoholic poisoning.

That's one of the reasons I'm going,
Taj, to make sure that none of those

shenanigans are going on.

Mrs Ventress insisted on it.

A very wise woman, Mrs Ventress.

Yes, Sarge.

So we can definitely put you down for
one then, Bertha?

As long as it's clearly understood that
if me regulars don't tech to it, you'll

tech it out again.

If we did for a couple of weeks, you'd
be like the Warren in here.

The what?

The Warren.

You know, that place in Liverpool where
all the pop groups go.

Oh, that.

Now, if you'd just sign here on the
dotted line, please, love.

Fancy you knowing about the Warren.

I'm not just a pretty face.

Obviously not, Claude.

Obviously not.

Well, that was quick.

You like it, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

A big improvement on the last one, huh?

Well, I only saw the record.

Is that the name of the supplier, L .E
.W.? Live Entertainment or Whippy.

Very good people.

Well, they must have been a bit upset
about the last one.

Well, not really.

They didn't supply it.

So what happened to the other people?

They went both.

I mean, when I tell them what's up, they
don't even bother to come round.

Have you still got an address for them?

Yeah, sure.

So what you have to ask yourself is
this, Derek.

Is it worth poisoning yourself with all
the most important day of your life?

Now, be careful, Mr Ventress.

Hey, that's handsome, that. So when they
try and force it on you, just say no.

You will have back and tongue of dog.

This should be right.

I promised Gail I'd look after you
tonight, son.

Here we are then.

Cheers, Mr Ventress. Oh, thank you very
much.

Cheers, son.

Cheers.

I'm going to say it again.

You're the good, you're the good, you're
the... I understand you've applied to

DuPont for Dino's diner.

Yep, that's right.

You know it was smashed up a couple of
days ago?

Yeah.

Dino told me about it.

You didn't make a fuss?

Well, what's the point?

I'm out of the jukebox game now.

Well out of it.

You found there's a better living in
this sort of thing, eh?

No. I just found that I couldn't compete
with the big boys.

And who would the big boys be?

Well, there's only one big boy in this
neck of the woods, Constable.

Is that a firm called L .E .W.? That's
the one.

We'll both be living in the south of
France.

Remind me, talking of accommodation,

there won't be a spare bed at your
place, will there, for a few days,

Only seems silly wasting money on bed
and breakfast bills.

My place is a bit untidy at the moment.
I've lost my housekeeper, but if you

don't mind a bit of mess, you can sleep
on the sofa.

Of course, we'll have to come to some
sort of financial aid.

You're a hard man, Claude.

Listen, I'm off back down the Adenfield
Arms now.

See if I can unload that last jukebox on
George. Are you coming or what?

No, I'll stop here. Keep my eye on
things.

I mean, we don't want any more trouble,
do we? I'll see you back at the ranch

then. All right.

Now then, young man.

What for the change?

There we are, Mr Ventress.

Oh, thank you very much.

Yeah, all right. Cheers for that,
Charlie.

Yeah, I'll see you soon. Thanks. Bye.

What, you ring him with before?

I'm just wondering if they know anything
about this jukebox firm, LEW.

And? Do they?

Yeah, it seems they're the only supplier
in the area now.

But we haven't had any reports of their
machines being vandalised. Funny, that.

Blame it, eh?

No need to ask what sort of time he had.

Come on out.

Come on.

Oh, that's it.

Oh, so he owns the wine.

Makes me a bottle.

A bottle or a barrel?

Let's get him home.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

I can't go home.

Mrs Ventress will kill me.

He can't sleep here. Yes, a tolerant
woman.

Never has been her strong point.

I know where we can put him.

No thanks, Reggie. Not after today's
experience.

But the black dog is back.

They're fighting to put money into the
one I've just installed over there.

You can't blame him, Reggie, for not
wanting another one.

Look, you mustn't let what happened put
you off.

I've seen the future.

And it's full of bubs around here making
a fortune.

Because they've had the good sense to
take one of Reggie Rawlings' jukeboxes.

I'll talk to him, Gina, love.

I'll try.

Well, don't take too long, will you?

Because believe me, the demand for our
stuff is growing practically by the

You should be doing this, you know it.
Mrs Ventress, hello.

It's Philip here from Ashfordly Police.

Oh, are you?

I'm sorry to ring so late.

Only, uh, Alf asked me to call you.

You see, there's been this emergency.

It's an all -hands -on -deck job.

And he says to say that he won't be home
until tomorrow morning, at the

earliest.

A word with him?

Well, I don't know about that, Mrs
Ventress.

You see, he's, um, sort of...

in Chimunicado at present.

What are

you

doing, Claude?

Waiting for a bus. What does it look as
if I'm doing?

I thought you'd be over at the Black Dog
by now.

Collecting our tech in from last night.

What's all the rush?

Because we need the money.

Urgently. Now come on, will you?

I thought it was a partner.

Words

fail

me, Ventress.

But you don't have a shred of evidence
to suggest that these LEW people are

connected with what's been going on. By
all accounts, they're a well

-established firm.

which is more than can be said for this
outfit that Greengrass has got himself

involved with. But if all the small fry
in the area are being pressured out of

business, LEW are going to benefit.

And how come none of their machines have
been vandalised?

There's only been two incidents of
jukebox vandalism, and they may be

unconnected. Well, it could be that only
two have been reported, Sarge.

What do you have in mind?

Well, I think it's worth a trip over
there, at least. Well, if they are

involved, they're hardly likely to want
to tell us about it, are they?

Well, I can make out I was on business,
collecting quotes.

And what about Whitby CID's reaction
when they discover you've been operating

their patch?

Well, you would be winding your neck out
just a bit, Sarge. I can understand

your caution.

I have been known to take the odd risk
in my time, Rowan.

We're not just about passing out parking
tickets in Ashfordly, are we?

No, no, of course not, Sarge.

Yes, dear.

Yes, dear.

I'll try and float it out.

Yes. Straight away.

You know that marquee that we had
ordered for tomorrow?

What about it?

Well, the people we ordered it from,
they haven't turned up.

So? Give them a ring.

Well, Mrs Ventress just did.

The line's unobtainable.

Why have order?

Disconnected. That's what the exchange
said.

Well, I've got an address for them.

I'd best get round there and sort things
out.

Hey,

your wife, Blaketon, wants you.

Er, just tell her there's something
urgent to come up at home.

Matter of life and death.

Mine.

Anybody think you didn't trust me,
Bertha?

I don't.

I've got to give you 40 % of it, don't
I?

50. Go on.

We both know it's 50. Then why did you
offer me 40?

You never know who you're looking for.

Hello, Dad.

Am I?

First I've heard about it.

How are you? What?

Hey, hey, if it's the money after it,
it's not mine. It's only a few copies

anyway. I mean, I'm just... I'm nearly
an old age pensioner. Oh, we ain't come

to rob you, Dad.

Thank you very much. Just to give you a
message.

For your boss, Reggie.

Reggie's not my boss.

Whatever he is, he's getting under the
feet.

And people who get under our feet get
trodden on.

Hard. Just tell him that, Forrest. All
right?

They don't scare me.

I will not let myself be intimidated by
these people.

Oh, very good.

The only trouble is it's not you they're
intimidating, is it? It's me.

Just one more delivery, Claude, and then
you get what's coming to you in wedges.

And I can start paying off the bank.

Right?

Mr Rowan?

Yes, ma 'am? I need to see... I'm
managing director of LAW.

This is Andy Farley, my business partner
and senior sales director.

You're the one who's planning on opening
a cafe over Ashfordly Way, right, Mr

Rowan? Yeah, yeah, that's right. I'm
considering taking one of our jukeboxes,

hope. Well, that's what I like to hear.
You've been supplied with details of our

current rates, have you, Mr Rowan? I
have, yes.

So what do you think?

Pretty competitive, considering the
quality of our product.

Well, not that competitive compared to
what I've already been offered.

Really?

Do you know a Reggie Rawlins?

Well, I can't tell you the name rings a
bell.

Is he new in the area?

Yeah, just starting out, I think. You'd
be surprised how many of them there are,

Mr Rowan. And even more surprised to
learn how many of them fall by the

which is the main problem as far as the
customer is concerned.

Imagine.

Well, if something goes wrong with their
equipment, which it usually does with

its two -bit operators, they just
haven't got the backup.

Could sometimes be a week before they
can replace it.

But that doesn't happen with you.

If one of our machines should go on the
blink, Mr Rowan, you'll have another

before the day's out, and that's a
promise.

So what do you think?

Yeah, well, why don't I do that, then?
Just think about it.

You'd be a fool if you didn't, Mr Rowan.

Can I keep these?

Of course.

Thank you.

Not at all.

Bye.

Ah, don't worry, love.

He'll be back.

Where else is there to go?

What's he doing?

What's up with him?

Go on, if you're going.

Get off, you lunatic.

That's what the two locos tell me about.

What do you think you're playing at?

Well, go on.

What are you doing?

Bye, dogs.

What was that all about?

All that money gone for nothing.

Is the wedding still on for tomorrow?

Oh, aye, just about.

I found a room in a pub for the
reception.

And a fat load of thanks I got for that
and all.

Which pub?

Well, you know the red line in Cemetery
Road.

Not quite what the in -laws are used to,
according to Mrs Ventress.

How did you get involved with these
Marquis people?

Er, well, a fancy brochure was stuck
through the letterbox just after the

engagement announcement was made in the
paper.

So that's how they're doing it.

We were deliberately run off the road by
this dirty great truck.

Well, did you get the number?

Hardly. I was a bit busy at the time,
trying to save our flaming lives.

Well, did either of you say he was
driving?

Two blokes who'd come up to me this
morning outside the Black Dog.

Inspector Hackett rang while you were
out, Sarge. Well, he's not coming here,

he? He said he'd call later.

Alf.

Is it something you think about?

Retirement. Oh, all the time.

You mean you're looking forward to it?

Well, we are.

What?

Ending up on some bowling green
somewhere with all the other grey old

My dear, you still have your family
around you, don't you?

Well, there are drawbacks to everything,
Sarge.

He's in a good mood, is he? Oh, I
wouldn't say that.

For the last time, Rowan, we're not here
to protect the business interests of

Claude Greengrass and his mate.

Well, they could have been killed,
Sarge.

We should be so lucky.

Anyway, you still can't prove that L .E
.W. had anything to do with this. Well,

I think I could, Sarge, if you let me
try something.

Hello, Gina.

Hiya, Nick.

I want you to do me a favour. Well, in
fact, two favours.

Well, we'll have a can.

Well, firstly, how do you feel to be
getting engaged?

Well, if that's a proposal of marriage,
I've heard more romantic ones.

Not to me, to a Fred Smith.

I've never even heard of a Fred Smith.

Well, neither have the people who ripped
off Alf.

All you have to do is let me put an
advert in the evening post announcing

engagement. And then what?

Well, then you may or may not get a
brochure put through your door. Now, if

don't, then nothing's lost. But if you
do, let me know, eh?

So what's the second one?

I want you to ring someone for me.

These people.

L .A .W.?

Yeah, we'll just tell them that you and
George are interested in having one of

their jukeboxes.

I can't do that, Nick.

Uncle George said he definitely won't
have another one near the place.

But they don't know that, do they?

Good to see you again, Oscar. How have
you been?

Oh, never better, Les, never better.

Rude with health. Oh, good.

But for how much longer, Oscar? I mean,
that is the question we do have to ask

ourselves when we get to our age.

Remember our little chat the other day?

Yes.

Well, do you know the more I thought
about it, the more it all made sense?

Really?

There's a moment in every man's life,
Oscar, when it's time to call it a day.

And I'm afraid whether we like it or
not, that moment has finally arrived.

I see.

That's the final decision, is it? It is.

So, exactly three months today, it won't
be Inspector Hackett any longer. It'll

be just plain Mr.

You... you mean... Enough's enough,
Oscar.

And I don't mind telling you now, it was
being able to talk it through so

frankly with an old and valued friend
like you that finally made me realise I

should retire.

I wish you well, Les.

I really wish you well.

Hi.

Hiya.

Andy Farley, Live Entertainment of
Whitby. We did say 12 o 'clock, I think.

did, yeah.

Now, me Uncle George has just popped out
to the bank, but he won't be long, so

do you want to take a seat while you
wait in? Fine.

Would you like a drink?

Yeah. I'll have a small whiskey, please.
Right.

Mr Farley, isn't it?

Oh, hello.

You read our literature yet?

Yeah, yeah, I'm afraid that Reggie
Rawlins and Claude Greengrass still seem

of the edge.

Are they still working this area?

Yeah, going like a rocket.

They've just taken delivery of a load of
new jukeboxes this morning.

Really?

Yeah, all the latest models.

When I saw what they had over at
Greengrass's place, my decision was

Oh, well.

If anything should happen to change your
mind, though, you know where to find

us.

Yeah, right, look.

I'd better go. Time is money.

I'll see.

Got a phone I can use. Have you, Libby?
Yeah.

You stop yourself.

Why don't you all fade away and try and
dig what we

all say?

Talking about my generation.

Talking about my generation.

Talking about my generation.

My generation, baby.

Off you go then, lad.

Well, don't you sit there. Lock that
door. Go on.

Why don't you all...

Go! Hey,

move it!

Stop it!

Get up!

Nice try, sunshine.

My generation.

Officer!

Thank God, there's something definitely
going on down there.

What, and you just happen to be passing?

Mind your head.

It's nice to win one for a change, eh,
Sarge? It bears out what I told you.

If you lot pull your fingers out a bit
more often, there's no limit to what can

be accomplished.

It's not going to be easy to tie Thalia
with all this. He claims he was just

passing. He'll find himself some smart
aleck lawyer, I suppose. Why don't I nip

over to Whitby and have another word
with his partner of his son?

Good idea, Rowan. Off you go.

Hi, I'm Blake, Ted.

What do you want, Greengrass?

I just wondered if there's any danger
money for us.

Danger money?

Yeah, danger money for us, but our lives
are on the line for your lot. The only

danger you've been in all day,
Greengrass.

is the mortal danger you're in at this
moment from me.

It's a nice way to talk to the people
who pay your wages.

It's for the pick in this area now, eh,
Claude?

With L .E .W. out of the frame.

All we want is a swift injection of
capital and then just watch our smoke.

I don't suppose you'd be interested?

You suppose right, Reggie. In fact, I've
got a little bit of advice for you. Oh,

aye? What's that?

I'm afraid most of it is rather obscene.

I know nothing of any intimidation.

Look, Mrs. Fessers, we already have your
business partner down at the station.

You didn't really think he'd carry the
camera on his own, did you?

What's he been saying?

Well, what do you think?

Gallantry went out of fashion with King
Arthur, right?

Look, this whole business of burning up
a small fry was his idea, not mine.

I was against it from the start, made it
clear that I was.

But you went along with it just as long
as no one asked you to get your hands

dirty.

You are familiar, are you, with the term
accomplice?

What have you been saying?

Nothing. What have you been saying?

Are you stupid?

Alf? It's Nick. Yeah, how'd the wedding
go?

Oh, good.

Yeah, look, can you meet me tomorrow
morning at the Agensfield Arms at ten o

'clock?

Yeah, well, Gina's had a very
interesting brochure pushed through her

Hmm.

Right, well, I'll see you then.

Bye.

Devious lot of coppers.

Yeah, with any luck, we'll have both
these cases cleared up.

Nick, is it true that the great romance
with the lovely Jo is finished?

I'm afraid it is, yeah.

So does that mean that she's a...

Back on the market, then.

Well, that's not quite the way I'd have
put it, fella.

He's only kidding, mate.

Miss Ward.

That's right.

You rang me about the brochure I left.

I did, yes.

Would you like to follow me? Thank you.

Hello again.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why doesn't love kiss pain?