All language subtitles for heartbeat_s07e05_leaving_home

Harvey, what do you miss when my baby
kisses me?

Harvey, what does a love kiss be in my
memory?

From town to town.

I say, I think your life is great.

Say, I dig it, man.

Don't put me down, man.

Don't put me down.

I went to the other day.

Yeah, I told you.

Sorry about that.

Rowan, I won't comment on the obvious.

Then keep a lookout for a grey van.

Registration Juliet, Tango, November
101.

A tobacco wholesale in Morton has just
been raided. Looks like the villains are

headed our way.

Now, Ventress and Bellamy, they're
covering the Whitley Road.

Right, sir.

On my way, sir.

You? You'll get me in trouble with my
sergeant. Come on.

What a day, eh? Aye, it is.

Right. All set?

Hugo.

Why are you not coming?

Hey, we can go down to that wee tea shop
and make pigs of ourselves, eh?

Hugo, you can do some painting.

I don't have to.

Would you rather go up to Whitby?

Have a walk up to the abbey?

Look, you're going to have a nice walk.
I might go later.

OK. Just remember to stay out of
people's way around here. They've got

do, yeah? I will.

The idea for us coming away like this
was for me to get to know her a bit

better. It looks like you're doing that.

She misses her mum.

We both do.

It's only natural.

A walk will do you good.

And she'll be no trouble.

It's nice to have a lass around the
place instead of hulking great men.

So tired, tired of waiting, tired of
waiting.

What's up?

They're waiting for us.

Could be. Turn around.

Well, I'd rather back road over Aiden to
your way.

For Donald, you said.

I promised.

You say so.

No, Ed.

No.

I was a lonely soul.

I had nobody till I met you.

That one from Canada?

Aye.

Thickening, no?

She must have plenty to tell you.

Are

you

going after your dad, or what?

Erm, yeah.

She's gone up over Kellermore, I think.
Right, thanks.

Got your packed lunch inside.

Come and get it.

There's another one. What are we going
to do? Turn off, quick.

You said you want me checking the back
roads. So they'll smar him out like that

and you'll regret it. Now keep going.

Catch up to it.

Is that how they do it in Liverpool,
then? What?

Throw stones at lads to pick them up. I
wasn't trying to pick you up. Oh, right.

Cos I was just going to say, that's how
we do it round here and all. You don't.

Aye, it's all right. I mean, it saves a
lot of stupid, pointless conversation.

You know, me mate fancies you and all
that. You just... early rock.

You're daft, you.

Aye.

You're not out with your dad today,
then?

No. Boring.

What are you doing?

Finishing this.

Then going to work on cottage.

Cottage? Ah, yeah.

It's an old place up there.

I'm doing it up to living.

Right.

Do you fancy coming and having a look?

Yeah.

He said his phone.

I need your help, Jo.

Why? What's happened?

The vets are going to hospital for tests
just for a couple of days and she won't

go. She absolutely refuses.

Tests for what?

I don't know.

She went to see the neurologist and he
said it's the only way to sort things

out.

She said she won't.

You can't go on like this. I just can't
cope.

You'll have to come over and persuade
her.

Please, Jo. She'd listen to you. I doubt
it. She would.

You wouldn't say that if you'd heard her
the last time I was home.

Please.

All right, I'll come over straight after
school.

Who is this mate of yours, anyway?

He's not a mate of mine. It's just
somewhere to hold up until the police

we've passed him.

Can we trust him, then?

Hello,

Claude. Long time no see.

I heard you were out.

Oh, yeah, and they don't keep me in
forever.

You know, I leave for GBH.

What are you doing these days? Still
profiting from the Ashfordly estate?

I can get the odd bird or two if you
want any.

Oh, that'd be nice.

Ten quid, do you, for a brace?

Ten quid? Yeah, then me and my mate can
wait here while you pluck them for us.

Hang on. What are you up to?

Look, we've got to stick this hat away
somewhere. In there, perhaps.

Look, I'd like to help you, Ned. Oh,
that's all right, then. You can't put it

there. There's no room. Have you got
something in there you don't want us to

see? Don't tell Daft.

Oh, hi.

It's only wine. I make my own. Oh, well.

Where can we come round? Do you have a
glass or two of that?

You can stick the van round the back of
the barn and take that tarpaulin.

Keep it hidden from frying eyes.

Hang on a minute. If you've been up to
something... I couldn't stand the

aggravation. I'll make it 15 quid.

And you can keep the bird.

It's burnt outside.

Did anyone see anything?

Jim Metcalfe, who farms up the road, saw
smoke.

By the time he got here, there was no
-one about.

Well, they must have had another van
handy for the switchover.

Yeah, will do, Todd.

It's lovely.

Not yet, it isn't, but it will be.

Bet you like living in the farmhouse?

I'd rather have a place of my own.

Wish I could.

You get on with your dad, don't you?

He's okay.

But it's been awful since my mum died.

He never leaves me alone.

It's where are you going? When will you
be back? Have you done your homework?

Aye, well, that's parents for you.

Do you want to give me a hand with the
rest of the stuff?

Yeah.

Hey, hey, it's the village, Bobby. You'd
better get lost.

What are you going to say? Shut up and
get rid of him. All right, but I want

two out of here the minute he's gone.
All right.

All

right,

Nick.

Afternoon call.

You been out on Burley Moor the last day
or so?

No, why?

Well, someone set light to a van up
there.

What are you doing here? It's got
nothing to do with me.

I didn't say that.

We know the van was used in a robbery.

Looks like they switched vehicles up
there.

I haven't been anywhere near there.

All right, fair enough.

What were they taking?

Cigarettes from a warehouse.

They left someone with a fractured
skull.

See you then.

I'm not changing my mind for you or
anyone else.

And don't say you weren't sent round,
because I know your father.

But, Mum... I'm not listening.

I've been to Dr Macmillan, I've been to
the optician, and I've been to this

neurologist chap.

And I'm not wasting any more time.

But you just go and have the test.

I don't need tests.

I'm better.

Much better.

But the headaches have gone.

More or less.

Back in a minute.

Mum, are you sure?

The other thing about going into
hospital... Is what?

If the tests find nothing, they might
think it's all in my mind. They might

think... Well, I wouldn't want them to
think it was mental.

You know, put me on tranquilizers or
something.

Mum! Well, you can laugh.

quite scared about it sometimes.

I'm different from you, Jo.

I'm wildly strong.

Oh, I see. I'm a pudding, I suppose.

No.

You're like your father's side of the
family.

Sensible.

I don't know.

Perhaps I am going mad.

Mum, you're not going mad.

You're just frightened because you don't
know what's wrong.

That's why you've got to have the test.

Whatever they do or don't find, it's
better than not knowing.

Think she's coming round to the hospital
idea, Dad?

Am I?

Yes.

You and I are not that different, Mum.

You can be quite sensible too.

Yeah, then you, my girl, are as stubborn
as your mother.

So you go.

Only if it'll stop the two of you
fussing over me any longer.

And you can stop smiling.

Quite like old times.

Two of you in cahoots.

Getting round me.

I didn't want any part of this.

You don't want to go easy with that
stuff.

Yeah. He said it was going to be easy.

All we had to do was get through the
warehouse doors, into the van, drive it

away and we're laughing.

Are you going to stop carping?

You must have known somebody you'd beat,
eh?

Yeah. He shouldn't have been an hero.

And you just happened to have that tire
lever, eh?

Why did I ever listen to you?

Need a light, Claude?

No.

I need me early examining.

I knew you'd be somewhere, and I should
have turned you into that copper. Well,

you didn't, so you're in it as deep as
we are.

Hey, don't start that game. This has got
nothing to do with me. We're waiting

here till it's dark.

All right, so long as you get going,
then. Oh, please, you agree with me,

Claude. I'd hate to cause you pain when
you've been so hospitable.

Here you are, then.

You'll get a bob or two for those.

Pay for our keep.

Did you go far today?

No, just up one of the moors.

Bit of sport of painting.

I saw your picture.

You've got a talent for it.

Application, more like.

I've been doing it since I was a lad.

Well, you certainly get the views for it
round here.

Mm. That's one of the reasons I came
here.

I mean, where I was today was just...
Oh, it was just exactly the same as the

last time I was here.

When was that?

Last year of the war. I was billeted in
the village.

Really?

I was away driving an ambulance then, in
York.

My sister was here, though.

You could have met her.

What was her name?

Ruth Philpott.

Yes, yes, I think I met her.

Where is she now?

Vancouver.

She married a Canadian airman after the
war.

Did Cathy catch up with you this
morning?

Er, no.

Hope I didn't try too hard.

Does your, er... Does your son Stephen
have a girlfriend?

Nobody special.

Cathy's not sure any interest in boys
yet.

Well, then you wear round, OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, nothing much seems to have changed
since I was last here.

Oh, huh?

20 years, there's no time round here.

Good job it's just a salad. It'll keep
for her.

Did your dad let you out at night? Of
course.

Where'd you go?

Usually the pictures, bowling.

There's a gang of us.

Bet he doesn't let you have boyfriends,
does he?

He doesn't know everything.

I thought you said you were going when
it got dark.

You know, stupid, it was going to get
legless.

Hey, it's empty, is this?

Come on, Claude, you're not much of a
host, are you?

You've had enough.

All right, all right.

Here, Claude.

Where's the, um... You're not going to
be sick, are you?

No, I'm fine. I'm absolutely fine.

It's outside in the yard.

Right, cheers.

Where do you put in that stuff?

It's pretty potent, that. I stick in
half a bottle of vodka and it can get a

of my G up.

No wonder he can hardly stand, let alone
drive.

Well, why don't you drive?

None of your business.

I bet you can't, can you?

Why don't you shut up?

What are you playing at, spinning and
chatting like that? Get it off me, fool.

What's that?

Crack. It's just collapsed. It's
knackered like everything else around

I hate this. It's heavy. I know.

Oh, shut up, will you? Let me help you.
Let me help you. What are you doing

mucking about in here anyway?

I was just trying to get some of that
Double X stuff from up there.

Well, it serves you right then, doesn't
it? I think I've bust it. I don't

believe this.

This is your fault, Claude.

What are you talking about? I didn't
want you here at the first place.

no way he can drive without thoughts.

I knew something like this was going to
happen. I must be out of my tiny mind.

I've checked all around. They're not
here.

You see, you lost all this afternoon.

Nice. You're up at Cottage.

Which Cottage?

The one Stephen's doing up.

Don't worry, Mr. Thompson. She'll come
to no harm with him. Yeah, but I mean,

they're spending the entire day
together... I'll go up and see if

there.

Well, there's no flaming right to take
her up to his cottage.

She's only a child.

How was she?

Scared of going into hospital.

No, I meant with you.

Better than last time.

Well, good.

Actually, quite nice, in fact.

But we didn't talk about weddings.

I wish you'd come, Ralph.

I don't know.

Well, she better.

Or I'll kidnap you and take you to Great
Green.

Aidensfield Police.

Hello, yes.

I'm sorry to bother you.

It's my daughter.

She's gone missing.

I'll be glad when I get away to
university.

Then I'll have a place of my own, like
you.

I'm going abroad.

You? Leave the farm?

I thought you'd just live there forever.

Bring up lots of rosy -cheeked children.

No.

I want to go to Canada.

Canada?

Yeah.

I mean, just for a holiday at first,
but...

If I like it, I might stay.

Sounds exciting.

Yeah, well, I just want to do something
with my life.

Instead of spending it hanging around a
farm.

What are you going to do?

Depends.

I could get married and still go to
university, if I want.

There are plenty of ways of stopping
babies happening, you know.

Do you know, I pity the bloke who takes
you on. I mean, he's not going to know

what's hit him.

Don't laugh at me.

I thought I could talk to you.

I'm not.

You can.

I've never talked to anyone like you.

I love it.

Do you?

Really?

I'm going to miss you next week.

We'd best be getting back.

It's getting late.

I don't care.

Well, I do.

There's milking at six.

I've been up to Cottage, but there's no
sign of them.

You sure they're together?

Yes. We can't be sure.

Bill last saw them this afternoon.

But they have been spending a lot of
time together.

Any idea where Stephen might be if he's
not with Cathy?

You're not telling me you think it's a
coincidence that they're both missing?

I'm just trying to find out where they
might be.

Where on earth have you been? I've been
worried sick.

What have you been doing, lad?

Now talking.

Now!

What's the matter with you?

I'm old enough to go out on my own.

We'll be leaving first thing in the
morning.

Go on, you two. Wakey, wakey.

What is it?

I brought you some tea.

So you can sup it and op it. What time
is it? It's time you were gone.

What's up now?

Well, it's me foot.

But look at it.

I need a flipping doctor.

Here we are then.

asked for a room of my own.

Mum.

She did ask for one.

You're only in for tests, dear.

Single rooms are reserved for our
seriously ill patients.

Now why don't you just pop your nightie
on and get yourself into bed.

I suppose you asked for some money back.

No, he's paid for a week.

A lot of fuss about and out.

Maybe, but I think it's off at best.

Only to spoil their holiday.

Well, Stephen and Lass, they were
getting a bit close. It wouldn't do.

She's still at school.

Stephen's got a good head on his
shoulders. He's responsible.

I know, I know. It's just a... What?

Oh, I don't know.

But I still think it's off at best.

Can't we stay?

Please. I've said I'm sorry.

No, I've made up my mind.

But nothing happened, Dad.

Stephen's not like that.

Even if you think I am.

You shouldn't have gone off and stayed
out so late without asking me. You'd

said no.

Well, that's worse.

Now I can't trust you.

Well, what difference will going home
make?

Do you think we can stay here after last
night?

Cathy, I called the police out to look
for you.

Dad, I'm sorry.

I don't see why we have to leave.

Just be ready to go in half an hour.

I dare say I'll have to sit here all day
waiting.

Houseman's on his way down. Sister just
said so.

Houseman. Some 20 -year -old youth.

I knew it was going to be like this, Jo.

Mum, calm down.

Just relax.

Can I?

Yes, yes, you go.

I'll be all right.

No, it's all right. Mrs. Watkins isn't
expecting me back till dinner break.

Nick sent his love, by the way.

How kind of him.

It's the modern way, I suppose.

Sending love to strangers.

In my day, love was just between members
of a family.

Well, he will be soon.

He'll be your son -in -law.

Take my cup away, would you?

It's made me feel sick.

Nothing you say will make me change my
mind, Jo.

I will never approve of Nick.

Never.

Do you have sandwiches today, Ventress?

Yes, Arch. Right, give them here, then.

Now, can any of you fine forensic minds
identify these?

Tobacco.

Mice, Ventress.

And you know what attracts mice?

Lady mice.

Food, Bellamy.

So these, Ventress, are going into the
outside bin.

Now, how do we stand with this cigarette
business?

Well, I've seen Metcalfe, and he reckons
he saw a blue van in Birdie Wood

yesterday, but it's not there now.

Well, will you and Bellamy go and take a
look?

Was he any idea when it was moved?

No, Sarge. Well, none of us saw a blue
van go through the roadblocks, Sarge.

So it might still be on our patch,
right, Ventress? You can start checking

pubs and the cafes and the tobacconists
and find out... If there's anyone, offer

him cheap cigarettes for sale.

Who's this?

A local nurse.

What does she want?

How do I know?

Oh, a clairvoyant. I wondered in here
when you arrived.

Hold on to him. I'll go and have a word.

What do you want?

I want a word with you, Claude.

Ted Shawcross almost collapsed yesterday
with alcohol poisoning and it's your

home brew he was drinking.

What's wrong with him?

Dirty foot.

Well, I'd better take a look at him.

When did this happen?

Last night.

Last night?

He should have gone to the hospital.

That's where we're taking him.

Well, that needs an X -ray.

I'm on the way over there.

Come on, let's get you into the Land
Rover.

Ah!

It's the last job I do with you. You
bloody idiot.

I'm going to.

All right.

Hey, excuse me, what's happening with
the van?

You take that van to Mickey Jackson's
cafe this afternoon.

Who are you talking about? I'm not doing
that.

The alternative's being in the next bit
of peach.

Er, are you coming or not? Yeah, and
remember, I'm relying on you.

I wondered whether you'd been offered
any cheap cigarettes or cigars.

Oh, yes, I'm sure you would.

Thanks, anyway.

Any joy?

Not yet, Sarge, no.

Oh, we've had a breakthrough on the
other problem, though.

We will be needing a mechanical
solution, Ventus.

Heathcliff. We've had a telex from
Malton, Sarge, asking for news on their

tobacco thieves.

It says, and I'm quoting here...

Is Oscar Blayton losing his grip?

I'll give him losing my grip.

Look, never mind phoning people. Just
get out on the streets and question them

face to face.

Oh, no, it's much quicker here, Sarge.
Quicker, maybe.

More effective, no. The sight of a
police uniform makes all the difference

getting the right answers.

And while you're about it, just get rid
of that.

It's for your own good, Kath.

I know you think you're grown up, but
you're only still... Well, you know.

You've got exams coming up.

An important couple of years ahead of
you.

I don't know whether I want to go to
university anymore.

Look.

I know what it's like to meet somebody
away from home.

Like you and Stephen.

It's different.

It's exciting.

The trouble is, every generation thinks
they've invented the wheel.

I could talk to Stephen.

I've not talked to anyone like that.

Not in months.

This time next week, you won't even
remember what he looked like.

Thank goodness I've caught you.

I've got to go to the hospital.

What's happened?

Dad rang half an hour ago. He wants me
to go back.

Why? I don't know. He just said she
wasn't well.

He sounded so worried, Nick.

I'll follow him as soon as I can.

She's probably just got herself in a
stew or something. You know what she's

like.

I'd better go.

Ride carefully.

I love you.

Do you

fancy

a cuppa?

No, thanks.

Would you like me to make you one?

Oh, that's a nice idea. Yeah, thanks.

Then I'll go over to Claire's.

Ah. If you don't mind.

No, no, on you go.

Just don't be too late back, eh?

I won't.

I thought we were mates, though.

How many times have I let you have a
couple of packets unticked just before

payday? Oh, that's very much
appreciated, Mickey.

I'm only doing my job.

I'm simply asking if anyone's offered
you any cheap fags.

If you want to search the place, you're
quite welcome. That won't be necessary.

But just remember, those fags are so
hot, they'll probably light up

So if anyone approaches, remember who
your mates are.

You've got a day, lads.

Do you want to fuck it yourself just
now?

No. Ta.

I wanted to have a word about Claude
Greengrass.

What's he been up to?

Selling homemade wine again.

I've warned him, but I think it might
need something more official.

I think we can manage that.

Also, he's got some rather odd company
at the moment. Two blokes staying there.

One of them seems to be leaning on
Claude rather heavily.

They're still there?

No, I've taken them into the hospital.
The other one crushed his foot.

Well, thanks, Maggie. We'll look into
it.

5 ,000 facts, please, Mickey.

Or, more to the point, some cash.

Is this some kind of a joke?

No. You must have had them by now.

If this is a double -cross... It's not
you being double -crossed, Mickey.

If that old fossil thinks he can go into
business by himself, he's got another

thing coming.

Yeah, yeah.

Could I speak to PC Ronan, please?

What about P .C. Ventress, please?

No. This is Sergeant Blaketon. Who is
this?

Um, nobody.

Is that you, Greengrass?

What? Um, no.

Hello there.

You're Lord Greengrass's mate.

Well, not a mate exactly.

Well, if you're not a mate, what were
you doing at Greengrass's place?

Somebody told me he did a nice line of
no -made wine.

And who was that?

I forget.

The same somebody who brought you in?

I told you, I don't know what you mean.

Look, I had a bit too much to drink and
then he hit me foot.

It's not illegal, isn't it?

He's got to be involved.

Yeah, well, there's no point taking him.

He's not exactly gone anywhere.

We'll see if he can find out who his
mate is.

I promised Joe I'd go down to York.

OK. Yeah, I'm going to report back to
Clayton.

What do you want? What? Hey, oh!

Nothing, I just wanted a word with P .C.
Letters.

Well, I presume that's why you were
whispering his name, like a lovesick

Oh, yeah, yeah.

It's not really important. I'll come
back later.

You're not going anywhere, Greengrass.

Not till you tell me what exactly is
going on.

Nick, Mum.

Come to see how you are.

Hello, Mrs. Whipton. How are you
feeling?

Don't do that.

Orange juice.

I want some orange juice.

In a minute, dear.

What happened?

Dad was sitting with her and then
suddenly she got a terrible headache and

she was sick.

She may have had a cerebral haemorrhage,
Miss Weston, but we will know more when

Dr Bentley gets here.

Are you sure this is right, though, Mr
Blaketon? Oh, yes. No, inside.

You're positive you're only keeping me
here till you've checked the wall? I'm

telling you it's the truth.

You don't have to lock it, do you? I
mean, I'm not going to run off.

In my car park's a stolen van, full of
stolen cigarettes, and you admit to

behind the wheel.

Of course I would, because I drove it
here, didn't I? But voluntarily. I mean,

I'm cooperating.

Another way of putting it would be
confessing.

Now sit down and shut up.

Yeah, so I'll probably stay in York
overnight to help Joe.

Will you and Katie be all right?

Yeah, hold on. Joe?

Eileen would like a quick word.

Hello, Eileen.

Well, the doctor's with her now.

Yes, it's been a terrible shock.

Look, I'd better go.

I will. The minute I know anything.

Bye.

You're going to be all right, Dad.
Honestly.

The great thing is they called it in
time.

She's dead.

Shall I leave you for a few minutes, Mr.
Weston?

We'll have to be a post -mortem, I'm
afraid.

We'll move Mrs. Weston off the ward in a
few minutes, and arrangements can be

made for you to visit the Chapel of
Rest.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry, dear.

So very sorry.

Yes, I realise what time it is, Mr
Eccles, but Kathy said she was coming

see Claire and I just wondered if she
was on her way home yet.

Well, not at all.

Has Claire spoken to Kathy?

Ah.

Oh, well, thanks anyway.

Look, I'm sorry to have bothered you.

They say everything can be replaced Yet
every distance

is not near

So I remember everything of every man
who

put me here.

I see my light come shining.

Who is it?

I guess you better stay there, because
when I find him, I'm going to work him

over. Here, look at this.

It's a penny good.

Not for much longer.

Morning, Sarge. Ah, Rowan.

I wonder if I can start my shift a bit
later today.

I've been at the hospital all night with
Jo.

Her mother died.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Blayton! How long have I expected you to
have to stop in here?

I was told all the fags had surfaced.

Greengrass had given himself up.

No, not since she left.

She must have got here late last night.

We haven't seen her.

Wait, where's that line of yours? This
is all his fault.

Now, just hang on a minute.

I'm not messing about, Mr Walker. Where
is he?

Oh, thank goodness for that.

This place is an elf hazard.

I'm allergic to cats. That flaming thing
of yours has been in here all night.

There is a way out of it, Uncle.

How's that?

Well, if you don't want the cigarettes,
then I suggest you take them to the man

who does.

I can't do that.

Not now that I've been in here.

I mean, if they find out, they'll murder
me.

Well, that's a chance we'll just have to
take.

Are you Greengrass? No, I've got some
stuff for you. There it is, here.

What the hell are you up to? Get off,
you lunatic!

Hey, hey, hey!

Just get these fuckers out of the way.

Then you can smack him.

Come on, give me that hand.

I've done my bit bringing it here.

You little...

My bum. Yeah, come on.

Come on. Thank you, Greengrass.

What are you talking about? Come on,
it's for your own good.

Oh, I'll see what I can do.

Well, where else could she be?

Plenty of places, if you ask me.

Just what do you mean by that?

Let's stop arguing.

No, I want to know what he meant.

I meant she could be anywhere. She could
have gone to a friend or she could have

just run away to frighten you.

Then why is Stephen missing as well?

He's not missing. He could be anywhere
on the farm. He always likes to make an

early start.

He's got a life of his own, and he can
do without being dragged into your

daughter's daft games.

This might be a game to you, Walker, but
it happens to be my daughter we're

talking about.

And it's my son, and I'm telling you,
there's no harm in the lad.

You were the one that were jumping about
like a cat on hot bricks every time

they looked at each other.

No harm in them spending time together,
if you ask me.

Bill. Nay, he comes here shouting odds
about Stephen.

Just because this precious lass has gone
off into the night without telling him.

There's only one place she would go, and
that is here.

Because your precious son turned her
head.

I've had enough of this. I want you off
my land.

Not until I've found her.

She'll be off at that cottage he's
working on.

She's not here.

I keep telling her. Now, come on. That's
it, is it?

You don't want me to find them, do you?
What are you on about?

You know!

I'll sort your son out for you.

I'm calling police.

He's off his head.

He's Stephen's father.

You are?

I'm sure of it.

He told me he'd met Ruthie during the
war.

And you know that picture she gave us
for Stephen?

It's just like the one he's been
painting here.

When they told me that I were adopted,
they were worried that I'd be hurting or

feel rejected.

But I've always thought of Mary and Bill
as me mum and dad.

I mean, they couldn't have any kids of
their own.

And my real mum, well, she knew that
they'd love me and that they'd bring me

right.

And she had a chance to be happy and
all.

She met a Canadian.

He was an airman from Vancouver.

And they just fell in love.

Proper love.

Well, what about your real dad?

Don't know.

He were a soldier.

That's all I know.

Well, wouldn't you like to get to know
him as well?

That were a long time ago.

I don't even suppose my mum knows where
he is now.

Aye, but you're looking forward to
meeting your mum.

You've got to wonder, aren't you? You
know, if I'm like her... Hey, do you

to see her?

Yeah.

We've been writing for a couple of years
now.

She wants me to go over to Canada.

I've been saving up.

Kathy. Dad.

She's just a child.

An innocent child. How could you do
that?

Now happened.

Dad, please.

Kathy, you don't understand.

It wasn't just your mother I lost when
she died.

I lost you as well.

And then you.

You come along and you take advantage of
a vulnerable kid.

Dad, no.

It wasn't meant to go off.

Dad, get me a cloth, quick!

Here, try that.

It was an accident.

I'll call an ambulance. Stephen!

Mum, she said she was going to go home.
I know, I know. Shh, be quiet.

That painting, where did you get it?

It was his mother's.

She was given it by David's father.

Who's his mother?

Ruth.

My days off, we used to walk on the moor
and paint.

I met Ruth.

Then I got posted away.

On my last night, we gave her that
painting.

You never knew about the baby?

No idea.

We wrote for a while, and her letters
just stopped.

Well, I think it's great that I've got a
big brother.

Are you sure you want to tell him?

If you don't, I will understand.

He's got a right to know.

Undertakers.

Vicar.

What else?

Hymns.

Hymns.

Did you have a look, Dad?

Hmm?

Hymns.

Hills of the North rejoice.

We had that on our wedding day.

Right.

What else did you like?

I don't know.

Can't remember.

I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Weston.

Yeah.

I can't believe this is happening.

I keep expecting I could walk in through
that door and tell us off for making a

mess.

I know.

Did you get through to the post -mortem?

Yeah.

Dad's in such a shaky state, I haven't
liked to tell him yet.

What did it say?

That he had a weakness in an artery
wall, which suddenly burst.

It was a cerebral aneurysm.

So there's nothing anyone could have
done?

No.

I feel so awful, though.

She must have been feeling terrible. I
just didn't take her seriously.

There's no point in feeling like that.

I just wish she hadn't pushed me away,
that's all.

That's the last thing she ever did,
Nick. She pushed my hand away.

Well, she didn't know what she was
doing.

Only we'd made up the quarrel.

If only to no good, Jo.

You did the best you could at the time,
and now you have to go forward.

Yes, but it's very hard.

I remember what you did like.

We plough the fields and scatter.

Let's harvest him, Dad.

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

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