All language subtitles for heartbeat_s06e09_giving_the_game_away

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

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

But I can't say goodbye.

Thank you.

What about this cricket, then?

You're having a better night. I'm laying
three to one Aidensfield. What about

you, George?

It's tempting, but I'd better not. I am
the umpire. Yeah?

Perhaps we ought to have a chat.

What are the odds on Whitby?

Whitby? What are you on about?

What's the price on a Whitby win?

Whitby, whose side are you on?

Well, mine, if you're running a book.
Come on, do you want my money or not?

They're hardly worth backing. They're
evens.

Well, I'll have some of that.

Me too.

Five bobsleds.

I don't believe you people backing
against your own village.

Come on. Ten bob on Whitby.

Hello. Hi.

How's things?

Oh, you know.

Look, Jo, can we talk?

Sure.

Well, I understand why you're angry, but
it's not always easy for me to have a

planned social life.

It's not just that, Nick.

There are other things we need to talk
about and we never find the time to be

together. Just us.

Well, how about now?

Mr Rowan!

I don't believe it is, isn't it?

You don't remember me? It's Earl Jones.

What are you doing here?

It's good to see you.

I was clearing away some waste ground
for an allotment. I should have been

careful.

Today's the third day and it's not
getting any better.

And do you think it was compact?

Hogweed. Yeah, knobby.

Oh, my goodness.

I want my thing here myself.

Plenty of room.

Something to do with the custom.

Is there a way I can put on it?

Well, I'm no expert with poisonous
plants.

But I'm not so sure it's hogweed that
caused that.

I think you ought to get down to the
hospital outpatients. I can't spare any

time away from the business at the
moment.

All right, Frank.

Rub this on for now, morning and
evening, but if there's no improvement

couple of days, I want you down to that
hospital.

It's just an excuse for not turning out
at cricket, isn't it, Dad?

Are Aidensfield going to win this year?

I'll tell you Saturday.

Come on, then.

Send one down.

Let's see if there's still some of that
old magic left.

Against Whitby, you need to be Merlin.
Or at least Dennis Compton.

What do you think you're playing at,
Bellamy?

Sorry.

Good catch, though.

I believe the Aidensfield team is still
short.

So would the station be if I put you in
for a transfer?

If you've so much time on your hands,
you can tattle that lot.

Oh, sad.

Not the stock registers. I did them last
time. Every farm in the area.

Purchases and sales by tonight.

That could help you run off your excess
energy.

Hello, Eileen.

Nick didn't say you were... Because he
didn't know.

When exactly was this, Mr Hunter?

This morning.

He were right by the house.

Had you seen this man before?

Never. He were a darky on my land.

So, the trespasser.

But nothing damaged, nothing missing.

I didn't give him a chance to set a dog
on him.

I'm not sure that was a wise thing to
do, Mr Hunter.

Aye, well, it's the least he'll get if
he comes back.

What were you doing in York?

I was visiting a mate at a barren.

So how come you've ended up here?

Well, my mate's leave finished, so I
took the first bus that came along.

Never been off the streets of London
before.

You came close, though, didn't you?
Yeah, I know. I know how you are, Mr

This will pass us for a cop shop in this
part of the world.

Surprise, surprise.

Mum, what are you doing here?

No need to look so overjoyed. Well,
don't I get a kiss?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

She's grown so much, hasn't she?

Look at this.

Is everything all right?

Where's Arlene?

Out shopping.

And who's this?

Errol. Errol Jones.

What have you done?

Oh, it's nothing.

She's lovely.

She yours?

Yeah.

Say hello, Katie.

Anyone left in London? Who's there?

Well, so far as we know, he's got a
train to York and then a bus going to

Whitbury. And then after that, we've
lost him.

Not anymore, you haven't.

Don't get many blacks up here. He was on
my bus to Maddletacoke this morning.

Really? Yeah.

Got off on the moors.

Yeah, whereabouts?

Middle of nowhere.

I thought it was a bit funny.

Yeah. Not when you've got the
Metropolitan Police on your tail.

Right, well, you've been very helpful.
Thanks.

So where have you left your luggage?

I travel light.

I buy myself a toothbrush, fresh shirt,
you know.

I've gone straight, Mr. Ryan.

Honestly, I have.

I've got myself a steady job now.
Gentleman's Club, St. James's, you know.

All right.

What, the pub?

It's just down the village.

Tell him I've been there.

All right.

I'll see you later.

one lady. It's not as bad as all that.

I'm not blaming you.

I know you wanted your own business.

What if the bank repossesses the house?

They won't.

B &B isn't much help.

My business will pick up.

First year's always the worst.

You know what you need?

A day out. A treat.

It'd perk you up. We can't afford that.

Look, I'm owed money.

And I've signed up a middleman who knows
the territory.

That looks horrible.

Blisters from giant hogweed.

How can you eat and look at them
pictures at the same time?

Afternoon. Hiya.

What would you like, sir?

Could you put me out for a couple of
nights?

The problem is we're a bit booked up.

Really?

We don't have a lot of rooms.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Happens all the time.

Uncle George?

Look, Gina, you don't understand.

I understand perfectly well.

See you later, Gina.

Ta -ra.

You wouldn't give him a room because
he's black.

It's not that simple.

I've got nothing against him. It's just
that some of the regulars, like, well,

they may not be ready for it.

Well, that's not good enough, Uncle
Georgian. You know it.

Hello?

I couldn't help overhearing.

Are you looking for somewhere to stay?

Not to worry. It's not important.

Look, people around here, they can be a
bit stuck in the way, but... There's no

arm in them.

Maybe not if you're white.

Yeah.

Look, I know somewhere you could stay
for bed and breakfast.

I assure you, they'd welcome the
business.

Right, thanks.

Everything seems to be fine.

That's the quickest I've ever seen
anyone check a stock register.

You've got a date tonight?

Ah, I'd be telling.

Anyway, you've got an honest face, and
I've got three more farms to check.

Doesn't look as though you've shifted
any fertiliser.

I know, but I've had a few late nights.

I really need some cash, Claude.

And I'm offering you a good commission
on it. Yeah, I know you. I'll get

straight on to it. Where's the pesticide
you want me to have a look at? In the

van.

Good stuff, is it? Best there is.

Sorts out rats in no time.

Maybe he could do with a bit round here.

Not while I've got Alfred. He takes care
of them.

Don't you, son?

Now, how long's your friend Errol
staying, then?

Well, I don't know.

He's not really a friend. He's more of a
professional acquaintance.

You didn't put him away, did you?

No. No, he got off.

What did he do?

Breaking and entering.

Carpet warehouse in the east end.

Yeah, I caught him struggling with half
-underweight of Axminster.

What happened?

Well, he was out before this magistrate.
It was a bit tough on juveniles,

especially if they were black.

So I put a word in for him.

He got offered probation.

Oh, I'm sure you did the right thing.

Yeah, I hope so.

Right, Mum, shall we get you settled in
at the pub?

She ain't had a bath yet.

Have you, sweetheart?

Hey.

It's an agricultural package, really,
and it's marvellous stuff, you know.

on anything.

Allotments, farms, anything. How much?

Well, it all depends how much you buy. I
mean, if it's in bulk, obviously it's

cheaper. And, of course, if you have the
fertiliser and the pesticide, it's even

cheaper. I tell you what, I'll make it
an accumulator treble. I'll stick in

Aidensfield to win the cricket on
Saturday.

You what?

I've upped the price, you know. It's
four to one now.

Look, I might want some fertiliser, but
I'm not making any more bets.

Put me down for a couple of banks.

I'll take a dozen bags of fertilizer and
have a quid on Whitby.

Whitby? The 64, Ron.

Make it 30, Bob.

Do you know how long you'll be staying?

Not exactly, not at the moment.

Shall we sit down then, Mum?

Yes.

So we've got a room free now, have we?

Yeah.

It's really good to see you, Mum.

I was just a bit surprised, that's all.

I had some holiday coming and I thought,
fresh air, you and Katie.

Everything is all right, though?

Look, Nick, if you don't want me here...
Don't be silly, Mum.

Anyway, I thought I'd like to meet this
young lady you keep talking about.

Well, will you tell Nick we've had a
complaint about a young man hanging

the area, trespassing on people's
property?

Well, I'll certainly let him know.

Have you got a description?

Well, he's a coloured chap.

His name isn't Errol, by any chance, is
it?

Well, I've no idea why.

Well, I haven't met him, but Nick has,
um... an acquaintance.

Errol Jones, I think it is.

He's black.

And he's in Aidensfield, is he?

His mother.

Well, in that case, he can wait till
morning.

You sure this isn't a good idea?

If you want to get out of an evening,
this is the only place to go.

You're not on the King's Road now.

Come on, George.

All right, all right.

I hope his umpiring decisions are faster
than his service.

Yeah.

Two pints of bet, please.

I'll get them.

No, you won't. No, I'm not short of a
bomb.

Oh, don't fight over it.

At least on the house.

Now, that's more like it.

Errol, how's it going?

All right, not bad, Mr Rowan. I've ended
up taking a room with Martin's folks

for the night. You're not leaving
Aidensfield before Saturday.

This man could be our star player.

I didn't know you were interested in
cricket, Errol. There you go.

Yeah, well, I used to turn up for
Bermondsey Boys.

Once had a trial with Ferry Youth.

Good morning.

Claude Greengrass.

George, put this young man a drink in
with me.

Mr. Hunter?

Good doggy.

Good doggy.

You all right?

Hey.

Mr. Hunter.

Come here.

Can you stand?

I don't understand the connection, sir.

Someone attacked Jed Hunter at your
farmhouse and you start asking questions

about Earl Jones.

Bellamy's report said that Mr. Hunter
was attacked from behind. He never saw

assailant. Plus, he had 50 pounds
nicked, which he rather foolishly kept

drawer. Now, your Mr. Jones has only
recently arrived in this area from

Well, Sarge, my mum.

I beg your pardon, Rowan.

Look, where's the evidence, Sarge?

Mr Jones was seen earlier at Hunter's
Farm.

And he has a criminal record.

And he's black.

And... This pen was found at the scene
of the crime.

Now, I phoned that establishment this
morning, and they told me they did have

Errol Jones working there.

Only he seems to have gone missing.

Whoa. Ah, yuck.

That's Errol Lintoff. Gonna make a
difference.

To your pocket.

You're a cynic, you. I'm also thinking
of the good it'll do the village.

Aye, and I'm Len Hutton.

Hey, hey, don't you think this, um,
outfield could be a bit more lush?

I've got a dozen bags of that fertilizer
left, you know. Can you have a word

with the committee?

Hey, up!

Sorry, you all right, Mr. Greengrass?

A few years ago, I'd have nodded it
back.

Hey, hey, can you, uh, can you bowl a
bit and all?

Well, my hand's a bit tender, but I'm
sure I could send a few down. Yeah, I

you could.

By the way, lads, lads, I think it might
be a good idea if you kept a bit quiet

about our secret weapon, all right?

I don't suppose any of you want to back
whip me, do you? Not likely.

Well, murder them.

By the way, Errol, there's a room for
you at the pub now, if you want to stay.

Ventress.

Oh, yes, Sarge.

I was wondering about the cricket match,
Sarge, whether the question of crowd

control had been looked at.

Crowd control?

Yes, Sarge.

Marshalling of the fans.

I do know what the words crowd control
mean, Ventress. I just don't see their

relevance to an event which may, with
luck, attract half a dozen spectators.

Oh, but it's a local derby, Sarge.
Passions are running very high.

Aren't you on leave tomorrow?

Well, in theory, yes, but with PC
Bellamy playing in the match.

you could make the sacrifice and turn in
on the official overtime rate.

What, Sarge?

Oh, that never crossed my mind, Sarge.

Blaketon.

Oh, thank you, sir, for ringing back.
It's about an establishment on your

The Mandrake Club.

I was really looking forward to meeting
her.

I mean, what's gone wrong?

None of my business, really.

Oh, come on, Eileen.

You must know something.

I mean, what's this Jo like?

She's very nice. I like her a lot.

And Nick seemed very happy with her.

Seemed?

Ruby, I think it's better that their
relationship takes its natural course.

Which means, at the moment, they're not
seeing each other.

Yes, but it might not be permanent.

Yeah, well, I've spent the best years of
my life on my own, and I know what's in

store for Nick if he doesn't find
someone.

But it has to be the right person,
doesn't it?

Sister told me you'll be well enough to
go home in a few days, Mr Hunter.

Can't be soon enough for me.

Once you leave here, you'll be in my
care, so I thought I'd see if there was

anything you needed.

Oh, the dog.

He'll need feeding.

You have Phil Cunningham for me. He's up
on the next floor.

Of course I can. Leave it to me.

Well, I'll see you when you get home.

Has the doctor seen that?

Oh, it's Ogweed. Now it's to be done.

You told him that, or he told you?

I know what Ogweed looks like.

So do I, Mr Hunter.

You sure there's nothing else that could
have caused that?

Oh, Errol's the suspect, is he?

Well, Brayton seems to think so.

And you don't?

He's not violent, Mum.

So what are you going to do?

I'll have a talk with him.

Nick, I know you're not keen to discuss
it, but what happened between you and

this Joe?

Oh, not now, Mum. Well, I wish you'd
talk to me about it.

We're just not seeing each other any
more, that's all.

Well, if she's not the right person for
you, then fine.

But are you sure?

Oh, I don't know.

I still think about Kate a lot, Mum.
It's hard to get involved again.

Yeah, but Kate wanted you to find
someone else.

I know, but I still feel guilty.

Well, you're bound to.

But, I mean, you can't live in the past.

You need to find someone to share your
life with, Nicky.

Well, anyway, what about you?

What?

Well, you still haven't told me what
you're doing here.

Yes, I have. I've come up here to see
you and Katie.

Well, I don't believe you.

You sure there's nothing wrong?

Well, everything's fine, apart from your
nagging.

Mum. Oh, Nick, haven't you got any work
to do?

Mind yourself.

Tell you something, when this stuff gets
cracking, you'll have rhubarb coming

out of your ear hole. Ah, cut the sales,
Paddy Claude.

We've already bought this stuff, haven't
we? Hey, I don't want you moaning when

I run out of stock here. By the way, if
you're interested, I can let you have a

drum of this pesticide for another ten,
Bob.

How much altogether, then?

Eight quid the lot. Eight quid?

Go on, then, nine, and I'll give you a
discount.

You said eight.

Here.

Any road.

It's only a load. Seems like you'll be
paying out tomorrow after cricket match.

Oh, yeah, that's true.

All right, Mr Rowan.

Come from my autograph, have you?

Only if you've got a pen to sign it
with.

What's all this about?

I want to talk to you.

I'll leave some straight answers.

Bye -bye.

Off you go.

Bye -bye.

Bye, Jenny. Now, don't forget to do your
reading.

Won't be long before you're ready to
come here, will it, darling?

Hello, Katie.

You two know each other? Yes.

I'm Joanna Weston. I know Katie quite
well.

Oh, Ruby Rowan, Nick's mother.

He's mentioned you quite a bit.

Has he?

So this is where you keep the local
youngsters in order, is it?

Something like that.

Are you in Aidensfield for long?

Oh, just a visit.

I'm staying at the pub.

Here, why don't you pop in and I'll buy
you a drink?

OK. How about tomorrow?

Well, you'll be coming to the cricket,
won't you? I gather it's compulsory

around here. You bet.

You didn't tell me what sort of place
this Mandrake Club is.

That's not crime, is it?

What sort of job do you expect a black
kid with a criminal record to get? Do

know how many places I've tried?

Sort of out of hand.

What about it?

Looked like a barbed wire cut to me. How
did you get it? Oh, come on.

Look, I don't like this any more than
you do, Earl. If you really need to

I cut it climbing a fence. I got lost
and I strayed onto some private land.

Satisfied?

And this private land, was it Hunter's
Farm?

I don't know. I don't know who it was.
All I know is that he set a guard dog on

me. Yeah, well, this was found at
Hunter's farm.

And the farmer there, Jed Hunter, was
beaten up yesterday afternoon. £50 was

taken.

So I cased the joint and went back, did
I?

Well, we can see how it looks, Aaron.

You used to have faith in me, Mr Rowe.

Where were you yesterday afternoon?

I was out for a walk.

Yes, on my own.

Look, I'd like to be able to prove your
innocence, but I need to know why this

was at Hunter's farm.

I don't have the faintest idea.

And I don't have to prove anything.

And if you think you've got enough
evidence to arrest me, then that's what

better do.

Landride Club?

Yeah, pull me through to the office.

Hello? Yes, Stenhold here.

Any news?

Who phoned?

The police in Ashfordly.

What, have they nicked him?

Right.

No, I'll find him.

Well, I've spoken to the Met.

The Mandrake Club must issue membership
forms in Pentonville Prison, judging

from the type that hang around there.

Plus the bedroom seemed to have a half
-hourly turnover.

Errol only works the bath, Sarge.

So he claims.

Anyway, what did he have to say for
himself?

Well, he said he went for a walk
yesterday afternoon.

He's got an alibi, has he?

No, Sarge, he was on his own.

But he could have dropped his pen when
Hunter set the dog on him.

We haven't really got much of a case
against him.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, he's the
only suspect.

Unless you can come up with another.

What's the matter with you, then?

It's called Antu.

Ant -A -N -T -U.

It's the best pesticide in the market.

Mind you, I've got to be honest, I
haven't got much left.

There must be a fair amount to get rid
of, then.

No, no, it comes in barrels.

If you buy it in bulk, I'll let you have
it a bit cheaper.

Tomorrow would be a great help.

What, with me umpiring and Gina doing
refreshments?

Well, it's been a while since I pulled
pints, but I'm sure it'll all come back.

Also, I'm hoping to go on a fishing trip
for a few days next week.

If you were staying around... Oh,
careful.

You may never get rid of me.

Hello, Mum.

Hello, love.

George. Nick.

Have you got a minute?

Yeah.

What's up?

It's about your mate, Errol.

I've just been tidying his room up.

Well, I think you'd better come and have
a look.

He's out practising with the cricket
nets at the moment.

So, you don't deny these things are
yours?

Of course they're mine. You found them
in my belongings, didn't you?

Would you mind telling me how you came
by this money?

I earned it.

Really?

Almost £60.

What's your weekly wage, Errol?

None of your business.

Oh, yes, it is.

When I'm investigating a robbery with
violence, everything is my business.

And what about this?

You didn't have a search warrant, did
you?

What are you doing with a flick knife?

Just answer the question, Errol.

Why should I? As far as he's concerned,
the black kid did it.

Can you look me in the eye and tell me
you didn't attack Hunter?

I could do.

I don't see why I should have to.

So tell me about yourself, Joe.

You've been teaching long?

Three years.

And how did you find it up here in the
sticks?

Well, I was born in this part of the
world.

I like the village school atmosphere.

You can get closer to the children than
the parents.

Which means the parents feel freer to
come to you and fret about their

offspring, no doubt.

Is that why you wanted to meet me?

I know.

I shouldn't be sticking my nose into
what's personal between you and Nick.

But you never stop being a mum.

And I worry about him.

Well, so do I.

He seems to find it easier to bury
himself in his work than show his

He's always been a bit like that.

Boys, eh?

Have you talked to him about it?

I've tried to, but he never seems to
have the time.

Then maybe you should try again.

He might not be interested anymore.

I have feelings too, you know. Then you
should make that clear to him.

I know he ought to understand.

Oh, dear. Duty calls.

What do, ladies?

Think about this.

Errol?

Errol!

Look, I had to search your room. We need
to know what's going on. So now you

know. I'm rolling in cash and I go round
every aunt.

You were lucky to walk out of there, you
know. He doesn't have enough evidence

to prosecute me and he knows it.
Innocent or guilty, it was a simple

I wouldn't give either of you the
satisfaction of a reply.

Hello, Martin.

Is he bothering?

Not at the moment. He's gone to Leeds.

Taken my mam out on a treat.

Oh. Aren't they going to the match,
then?

No. And I'm stuck here waiting for a
lift with the kit.

Put your stuff in the Land Rover. I'll
give you a lift.

I've already taken a few quid on your
land. Well, we don't usually have a bet.

But I don't see why not. I think my lads
are pretty confident.

I could organise a whip round.

Good lad.

And I tell you what, I'll lay you two to
one for as much as you like.

Can't be, man. Cheers.

I don't know a lot about it, just that
the business hasn't been going that

Has your father been supplying Jet
Hunter?

Maybe. He's done some work up there.

Why?

It's important.

Now, Martin, hey, I'm expecting a sentry
from you today.

Yeah, just a minute, Claude.

What's wrong?

Your father may have been selling
supplies that were not only dangerous,

illegal.

We have to find out where else he sold
them.

What if she's right?

What if my dad's accidentally poisoning
the whole area?

Don't worry, I know where the stuff's
gone and I'm sure I can get it back. You

just concentrate on winning this cricket
match.

Because if Aidensfield don't win, it'll
cost me a fortune.

Oh, Harold, your whites.

You are?

Yeah, I hope they fit.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Cheers.

What do you mean, take it back?

It's all right. It's called getting
goods back. You've sold in good faith,

then you find out they're a bit... You
know, it's done all the time in import

-export. You've found a better customer,
haven't you? I'm not surprised you

think I'm up to something, because I
usually am, but I'm not. You could

buy it back, I suppose.

That's a small remark, though.

You've got more chance. Look, I'm doing
you two a favour, which, before you say

it, is not like me.

Gentlemen, the match will begin in half
an hour on the dot.

Let's hope we win.

It was a very effective pesticide, but
it's been banned. It's come in one of

Hunter's barns.

So why was it banned?

Notable links with cancer.

It also causes a very nasty reaction on
contact with the skin.

A rash like Jed Hunter has, and Frank
Beckshaw.

I think Beckshaw's supplying it.

Well, I'll go and talk to him.

You'll be lucky. He's off on a shopping
spree in Leeds.

I thought he was on his uppers.

Obviously not anymore.

Well, I'll talk to Jed Hunter then.
Thanks, Maggie.

Docs of a banned pesticide called Antu
have been found at your farm, Mr Hunter.

I need to know where you got it from.

It's not to do with me.

Did Frank Beckshaw supply it?

You realise the use of Antu may have
serious medical repercussions?

I took it in good faith.

Until you got that rash on your arm.

So what did you do?

Well, tried to get him to take stuff
away, but he wouldn't.

Did you pay him for it?

Why should I, after what it did to me?

I'm going to give Whitby the surprise of
her life.

Yeah.

Yeah, we'll do that.

to moonlight reflections of my life

oh how they fill my life

the greetings

of people in trouble

reflections of my life oh

how they fill

Right, we'll have a bath.

Harold,

where do you normally feel?

As close in as possible, really.

Well, these guys know how to whack it.
Could be dangerous.

No, stay close to him, thanks.

Ah, the village green, leather on
willow.

That's what England's all about, isn't
it?

I'll have a light ale, please.

Right.

Fancy my mate Errol Jones being a
cricketer, eh?

He's a very talented man.

Are you from London, then?

That's right.

Has he been staying here long?

See what I mean?

Now, wait a minute. Let's just get this
clear.

Well, it's clear to me, Sarge.

Hunt has admitted buying the Antu from
Beckshaw but refused to pay him.

So Beckshaw went up to the farm and took
the money he was owed.

Well, it's possible, I suppose.

But where did Errol Jones get his money
from and why was he carrying a knife?

Well, I'm not sure yet, Sarge. And why
was his pen at the scene of the crime?

Well, Frank Beckshaw could have planted
it.

Errol was staying with him on the night
of the burglary.

Well, it won't stand up without a
confession.

Right, we'll get Beckshaw in and have a
little chat.

Right, Patrick.

Well, what very nimble fingers you've
got, Errol.

For the moment.

Enjoy the trip.

Yes, but... No buts. You deserve it.

I just wish I knew why you were paying
for it all.

Trust me.

Afternoon. Afternoon.

I need to have a word with you, Mr.
Beckshaw.

What's the matter, Mr. Rowan? You go
inside the house, love. I'll only be a

second. No, I want to know what's going
on.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you
to come down the station.

Why? I've gone out wrong.

How long have you been supplying Antu?

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

Well, you must know it's been banned.

All stocks should have been destroyed.

You recently supplied Ted Hunter.

Frank?

He didn't pay up, though, did he?

So you went up there and stole the
money.

I didn't steal it.

It was the agreed amount.

He hadn't paid me for months.

And then he used this Antu business as
an excuse not to pay.

Frank, what are you saying?

I didn't mean it. I didn't know he'd be
there.

I never planned any of this.

Well, you took Errol Jones's pen with
you.

You planned to frame him, didn't you?

Thanks.

Finish them off, Errol. I wouldn't mind
my tea now.

Great stuff, Errol. Thanks.

Well done. Cheers.

Let's get some tea. No, no, you go and
I'll pull you.

Cheers. Thanks.

Thanks.

Alan's been gone. I don't know. You just
missed a mate, too.

What mate?

Oh, big guy. Had a London accent.

Seemed really keen to talk to him. He
just ran off.

Which way?

Come to watch me dig in at the crease?

I think Errol's in trouble.

Rock me about, Errol.

You mean the money back? No. The money.
It's not legal money anyway.

I mean it's yours. Don't touch it.

Right.

Now, I'm going to have to make sure you
never do nothing like this again.

Hey.

Boy.

Boy.

So where to get the money from, Errol?

Well, I did steal it from Hunter.

Oh, you stole it from someone?

Well, someone who didn't deserve it in
the first place.

It doesn't work like that.

Errol! Come on.

You get yourself over there. We'll sort
this out later.

Where on earth have you been?

Frank Beckshaw tells me you're in
business with him.

No, I've just been storing some of his
stuff.

So you've not been selling it?

No, it's all in my shed. You can check
it if you like.

I will.

In fact, you can take it away for all I
care. For while I'm here, it's a bit

empty.

Well, if you know I've been using it,
then.

When you're costing them money and
they're still clapping, you must be

That's true.

The question is, though, whether they'll
be able to accept a black guy who don't

happen to be good at cricket.

There you go. Thanks, Gina. Errol?

That's yours?

Cheers. Well, luckily, the Mandrake Club
haven't reported any theft, so there's

no charge against you. I think I owe you
a drink, Mr Rowe.

Well, just remember, I might not be
around to bail you out next time. No,

won't be any next time.

Why don't you tell us?

He's gone back down to town. Oh, I
thought he was.

That's why I'm planning to stay up north
for a bit.

I think I've cleared enough to buy you a
drink, Errol.

Now, let's have a little chat about you
coming to play for us.

New county, new leaf.

I've decided to settle up here for a
bit.

Nick.

Come with me.

Mum, what are you doing working here?

Now, sit yourselves down here.

Come on.

And I don't want to see either of you
again until you've had a good heart -to

-heart.

Yes?

Quite forceful, your mum, isn't she?

She can be, yeah.

Well, I suppose this is the time we've
been looking for.

Well, I don't really know where to
start.

I miss you.

Me too.

I really did want to go away for that
weekend, you know.

I wasn't sure how you felt.

Well, I should have told you. I know
that now.

So, shall we give it another go?

Is that what you really want?

Yeah, it is. Really, it is.

Well, I'll drink to that, then.

Cheers.

Cheers.