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

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

Finally, Your Worship, I'd ask you to
take into account my client's remorse.

He knows he has been very foolish and is
aware that he faces a possible

custodial sentence.

A sentence which might, because of the
recent death of his wife, put his entire

family's future at risk.

The experience has been a very salutary
one.

I'd ask you, therefore, to show
leniency.

Mr. Brooks.

We've listened carefully to Mrs.

Bradley's plea of mitigation.

Nevertheless, horse theft is a crime we
take seriously.

And given your previous criminal record,
we feel we have no alternative but to

impose a six -month prison sentence.

This will, however, be suspended for a
period of two years.

But be assured, Mr. Brooks, were you to
appear before us again, you will

certainly go to prison, whatever the
consequences for your family.

This is positively your last chance.

Thank you, Your Worship.

You may stand down.

I'm free to go.

Oh, Dad.

Thank goodness.

No, thank this young lady. She was
brilliant.

I just told the truth.

Your dad knows what he's done to lose if
he ends up in trouble again.

So no clean from now on, eh, Roy? Of
course, yeah. Best go on, then, eh?

Yeah, you go on ahead. I'll catch you
up. I've got some business to do in

Ashfordly. I won't be long.

Thanks again.

What do you mean about what I stand to
lose if Ian's been caught again?

Well, you've no other family, Christine.

If Roy went to jail, well, you and Ian
are too young to look after the children

alone. And we'll end up in care, right?

Your dad's learned his lesson.

It won't come to that.

Come on.

Let's go.

No, I'm sorry. I don't dabble in that
sort of thing anymore.

No, no. I don't care how much money
you're offering. I wouldn't consider it.

I decided long ago I'd better stick to
burying the dead, not raising them.

No, no. Money isn't the issue. No.

Goodbye.

Now then.

What was that all about?

What is it about your ears that make
them flap every time they hear the word

money? Who am I to make them flap? We're
listening to somebody trying to

persuade you to dig up their mother -in
-law. I'm not going to dig anybody up.

Well, it sounded like it to me.

If you must know, he used to be a bit of
a psychic.

You wouldn't understand, Lord.

Psychic? What?

You mean you can get in touch with the
dearly departed?

Someone like that.

The only spirits I want you to get in
touch with are petroleum.

Stick me a couple of gallons in.

Son of a kid!

Are you there?

It's a chill.

My son's just had the same thing.

Nothing serious, then? No, no, no, no,
no. Just try and keep him very warm and

make sure you give him plenty of fluids.

Thanks for coming out, Maggie.

Not at all.

I know just how easy it is to panic.

Anything else worrying you?

Me?

I don't have time for a lean.

Oh, come on, Christine.

You don't have to cope with everything
on your own, you know.

Dad's not back yet.

He's been... Been drinking?

Ever since Mum died.

One drink and then he can't seem to
stop.

I'm afraid he'll do something stupid.

Try not to worry.

You're doing a great job.

Your mum would be so proud of you.

I'll come round tomorrow and make sure
everything's OK.

Thanks, Maggie.

and they have reared by here a few days.

That horse is worth a small fortune.

Did you see what happened?

No, by the time I got down here, the
thieves are gone.

Just found Reed lying there.

Real boy's a racehorse, isn't he? Yes, I
bought him at the bloodstock sales last

week. He was due to be moved on to the
trainer new market tomorrow.

I invested a lot of money in this
animal, Sergeant. I want him found

immediately. I want whoever's taken him
brought to book as soon as possible in

here.

Can you describe the man who did this to
you?

I remember the van.

Cos it weren't a proper horse box.

More like a removal lorry or something.

What colour was it?

It was hard to tell in the dark.

Blue, I think.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, he's not up to
answering any more questions.

Sure, I understand.

Thank you very much, Mr Reid.

What actually made you pack your dinner?

I started hearing voices I didn't want
to hear.

I've heard a few of them, mostly from
people I owe money to.

Very funny.

It wasn't.

Mr Scripps, I was told I'd find you in
here.

Oh, Mrs Greeley, how are you doing?

Well, I'll be a lot better when my Jim's
funeral is paid for.

Do you think you could give me another
few days' grace?

Well, Jim's been buried a while now.
I'll wait a bit longer, I suppose.

Oh, thank you.

I'm afraid money's been very tight, you
know, since he passed on.

Well, I thought Jim would work a few
bucks.

Yes, but it's all in shares.

I can't find the certificate.

If you found them, though, you'd be all
right, wouldn't you?

If? I lie in bed at night willing him to
give me some sort of clue.

Have you thought of getting into one of
these psychic clairvoyants?

Asking him if he can contact Jim to tell
you where they are?

Well, no, but I'll try anything.

Give me a bit of time. I might be able
to help you out. I'd be ever so

Claude.

Don't worry, I'll see you all right.

I thought you might.

I'll be in touch, though, if I can sort
something out.

Don't even think about it.

You don't believe in any of it anyway.

No, I don't, you daft ape. But Mrs
Greenaway does, doesn't she? And the

certificates are bound to be somewhere.

I mean, obviously all she needs is a
mind job.

Well, I'm having nothing to do with it.

Only spirits I'm interested in. I know,
a petroleum.

No, a spirit that comes in these.

Hmm.

No, there's no sign of the horse yet,
Your Lordship, but I assure you we are

making it top priority.

Goodbye.

So, Mr. Reed was unable to give us any
more direct leads.

No, Sarge.

What about bloodstock sales where the
horse was purchased? We could make some

inquiries and see how stolen racehorses
are sold on.

Good idea.

Take Bradley with you. I don't want this
business hanging on.

I've got an important social engagement
coming up.

Would you like to ask what, Pad?

You may ask if you wish for me.

You won't get an answer.

What about 400 guineas to start? Do I
have four?

400, 400 guineas. I have four. Six. I'd
like six. Do I have 600?

600 guineas. Six over there. Thank you,
sir. Six. I'd like to make it eight. 800

guineas. Excuse me. I have eight. Thank
you very much, sir. I'm looking for Mr.

Lawton. 800 guineas. I'd like to make it
1 ,000 guineas. 1 ,000 guineas

anywhere? 1 ,000 guineas. I have, thank
you, sir, 1 ,000 guineas. 1 ,000

guineas. That's two. That's two. Thank
you, sir. 1 ,200 guineas. That's 1 ,200

guineas. That's right. We're
investigating the theft of this

boy. 1 ,400 guineas. Thank you, sir. He
was brought here last week by Lord

Ashford. I remember him.

Very promising indeed.

Still in, you say? Very sure.

Presumably it would be very difficult to
sell on a racehorse like that. You'd

need identification papers and so on.

Absolutely. If you want my opinion,
it'll have been a very professional job.

Horse will be hundreds of miles away by
now.

It's certainly not likely to be re
-entered for auction here.

Thanks for your help. If you see or hear
anything... I'll let you know, of

course.

Any other bright ideas, Al?

Not really, no.

So, which one of us is going to tell
Craddock that Lord Astridley's horse

be out of the country by now?

Absolutely.

Roy's always in and out of court for
stealing horses, isn't he?

Yes.

But racehorses?

Hard to believe.

Yeah, I suppose.

And, er, what did the vehicle look like?

I think it was dark blue.

It had some sort of lettering painted
out on the side.

Right. Well, make some inquiries and get
back to you.

Thanks, Phil.

Maggie?

Yes?

Could I have a word?

Yes, yes, of course.

I'm in a bit of a predicament.

Oh.

Why's that?

Well, the thing is, Penny and I won a
ballroom dancing competition in

Scarborough this time last year.

The Eileen McMaster Memorial Cup.

Really?

Anyway, the organiser's a friend of
mine, and I'd feel a bit of a heel if we

didn't defend the title this year.

I was wondering if, um... if you'd be
prepared to step into the breach.

Raymond, I really don't think I'm of a
standard. You're an excellent dancer,

Maggie.

I'm sure we'd have quit ourselves very
well.

Well... Well, yes, yes, if you're
prepared to risk it, then so am I.

Good. I look forward to it.

Thank you, Maggie.

Not at all, Raymond.

Do you have something to ask me?

Er, yes, Sarge.

About Maggie's accident.

It happened last night near Ashfordly
Hall.

She was forced off the road by a van.

What time?

About ten.

Same time the horse was stolen.

What's more, her description of the van
was very similar to that of Reed's. We

saw Roy Brooks at the Woodstock sale.
He's got a van matching that

I see.

Well, we'd better go round and speak to
him, wouldn't we?

A seance?

Yeah, that's right, love.

How exciting.

I know someone else who'd like to come.

McAdventure? Yeah.

She's always saying she'd like to talk
to her late mother.

I don't suppose she gets much
conversation out of health.

Who's the clairvoyant?

Hello.

Would you like to buy one of these?

Oh, well... I'm sure he'd like one.

How much?

Two shillings. I'll make them myself.

There you go. Thanks.

Oh, beautiful baby.

But he grows up to be a heartbreaker.

Oh, I do hope not. There's enough of
them around already.

Are you

all right?

Yes, I'm quite all right.

Mr Brooks,

there's been an incident. We have reason
to believe you may have been involved.

Give us your whereabouts last night.

I was in Ashfordly. Had a few drinks.

Can you tell us which pubs you're in and
when?

I can't, no.

What is all this, anyway?

A resource has been stolen from
Ashfordly Hall.

Why don't you just leave him alone?

What's going on?

Well, look, we're just trying to
establish your dad's whereabouts last

that's all.

He was at home, weren't you, Dad? Oh,
really? All evening?

Yes.

Your father told us he was out drinking
in Ashfordly.

Well, maybe it wasn't all evening.

Will you come to the station with us,
sir? I'd like you to answer a few

questions. You've already decided I've
done it, haven't you? You didn't even do

it. Please don't take him away.

Please! It's all right, love. I'll have
to go.

I won't be long.

told us one story, Christine told us
another. Which are we to believe?

I think Christine's probably right. It
was early evening.

Can you tell us what time exactly?

No, I can't.

I've been celebrating.

I've had too much to drink.

Some celebration.

Then we have a problem, haven't we?

Look, Roy, we only want to find out the
truth.

I'll tell you the truth.

Sorry to intrude, Sarge. Mrs.

Bradley's here.

Would you like to have a word, please?

What can I do for you? You're holding
Roy Brooks?

Correct. I'd like to see him, please.

He's not requested a solicitor.

His daughter Christine rang me and told
me what happened.

As far as I can see, you have no right
to hold him.

He's a known horse thief, and a vehicle
matching his was seen by two witnesses.

Oh, I see. And you can prove that Roy
was driving, can you?

A man has been badly injured, Mrs.
Bradley.

We have a duty to follow up all leads.

You have no evidence that my client was
present at the scene of the crime.

We've taken our questioning as far as we
can at present. Roy Brooks is still

under suspicion.

But I'm prepared to release him for the
moment.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Hello. Hi.

Where's Brenda?

Vanished. Nurse noticed her bed was
empty about half an hour ago.

We searched the building but no sign of
her. Oh, dear.

Well, she'd been agitating to go.
Claimed she felt much better.

And was she?

She got high blood pressure.

We're sure that's what caused her to
collapse.

But she left before the doctor had a
chance to prescribe her anything.

Well, I could always call round and
check on her.

She said she lived in an old cottage.

Lee Lane.

OK. Well, I'll take a prescription round
later on. OK.

Bye.

You can't let the poor woman down,
Bernie. She needs you.

You mean you need me?

You only want a cut of Irene's money.

Yeah, but apart from that, you'll be
making an old lady very happy, won't

Not to mention rich. And let's face it,
it's the only way you're going to get

paid for Jim's funeral, isn't it? You
can't run a business burying people for

nothing, can you?

There are times when I cheerfully bury
you for nothing, clone.

You're not on your own there, but can I
take that as a yes?

Well, not really.

Good, I'll get it sorted.

Who's there?

Oh, hello, it's the district nurse.

Hello. Oh, hello.

Look, I'm sorry I left like that, after
you'd been so kind.

It's just that I hate hospitals.

I can't smell.

Yes, I know the feeling.

However, you do need to take these
tablets for your blood pressure and try

see a doctor regularly.

You're very persistent.

It comes with the territory.

You really shouldn't be living in a
place like this, you know.

Won't do your health any good.

Can I come in?

Not exactly the risk.

I didn't have much choice, to be honest.

I had to leave me last place rather
quickly.

How come?

Oh, I had an encounter with the...

Whitby police.

Oh, I see.

Anyway, I like the open road.

I'm... What do they call it?

A free spirit.

So you haven't got any family, then?

Oh, no, not now, no.

I had a little boy.

Like you.

He died.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry.

It were a long time ago.

If you like, I can call again in a few
days and check your blood pressure.

All right.

But I'd rather nobody knew that I was
here, if you know what I mean.

Yeah.

Our secret.

So what are you going to do? Walk out on
us? What did you expect me to do? Make

everything all right again?

What's going on?

You're better off without me.

All of you.

Dad?

Where are you going?

Does it really matter?

Please, just come in and let's talk.

We'll go after him again.

What's the point?

He always does what suits him.

We'll manage without him, Christine.

Coffee, Sarge?

Thank you, Bradley.

Sarge?

Roy Brooks.

Yes. I don't think you'd have the
contacts to sell on a horse like that.

Go on.

Well, I reckon it was someone connected
with the bloodstock sales.

They'd know the horse was valuable and
would be well -placed to sell it on, but

they could also have found out that the
horse was going to Ashfordly's and not

Newmarket. That's an idea.

Get back on to Reed and find out who he
spoke to at the sales. I want to get

this wrapped up before Lord Ashfordly
gets in touch again.

Right, Sarge.

Second product.

Lord Ashfordly, hello.

Hello.

I want to see how Jamie is.

Well, the temperature's back to no -no
again.

He's just making a racket.

What's the matter, Christine?

Dad, he's walked out.

I don't know what to do.

What's happened?

He's been in trouble with the police.

They never trust him.

Somebody even told him that he tried to
run them off the road last night.

The warrant was his van.

They must have been lagging.

Come on, Christine.

I'm scared, Maggie.

Mrs Bradley said that it was his last
chance.

Listen to this.

What are you doing here?

I called to see Jamie.

After what you did?

She's the one who dropped Dad in it.

What do you mean?

We're just reporting an incident to the
police.

You told the police Dad's van ran her
off the road.

It was you?

I didn't know it was Roy's man.

You're no better than the rest of them.

Always interfering, always thinking the
worst. But I trusted you, Maggie.

It wasn't like that, Christine.

Well, just get out, will you?

You heard what she said.

You're not wanted here.

What are you doing here? You'll get your
money, I've told you. You've got to go

back to Ashford, Liz. Don't be
ridiculous.

I went to hospital. That bloke's in a
bad way.

My prints are all over that metal bar.

We've got to find it.

I'm not risking it.

You're on your own, Lynch.

We'd just like to have a quick word with
Mr Reeves, that's all right? I'm afraid

Mr Reeves' condition has deteriorated
considerably.

We're taking him to theatre now.

His brother was here earlier.

I should really let him know that we're
going to operate, but I can't find him.

Will you let him know?

His brother?

Yeah, he was very concerned.

What did he look like?

Um, he was short, brown hair, and he had
a scar.

I presumed he'd been in contact.

Well, if he, uh, if he comes here again,
you'll let us know, won't you?

Certainly.

I thought you'd spoken to Rick's family
after the assault.

I did.

He doesn't have a brother.

I'd say you would, if I... No, no, I've
got to go. Bye -bye.

Hello.

What brings you here?

I'm looking for a man who works for you.

Smallish build, dark hair, scarlet the
temple.

Do you know where I can find him? You
mean John Lynch?

I'm sorry, I'm afraid I've got no idea.
He doesn't work here anymore.

Well, that's strange, because when I
called round earlier, I saw you talking

a man of exactly that description.

Well, I'm afraid you must be mistaken.

Oh, but excuse me, Constable, I'm really
terribly busy.

I looked out of the window, saw a light
by the stable, crept down, caught him in

the act.

Come on, then.

Get you in the car.

And he admitted he was looking for this?

Yeah, couldn't have been simpler.

I must say, Sergeant, it's a bit much
when I have to do your job for you.

Well, thank you for your help, Your
Lordship. Now, if you don't mind, we'd

to finish the job ourselves.

Sam! Oh, I'm sorry. I did knock, but the
door was open. There wasn't any answer.

I was only holding him. He'd woken up.

Yes, sometimes he gets upset by
strangers.

Oh, no, he was as happy as a lark,
weren't you, Pet?

I came to give you these.

Thank you. You've been so kind to me.

Most people don't want to know.

Such a bonny baby.

Could I take him out for a walk sometime
round the village?

Oh, I don't know... Well, it'll give you
a break and I'm sure he'd enjoy it.

Yes, maybe.

Oh.

I see.

Well, I'll see you around, maybe.

I didn't mean... I know exactly what you
meant. Why should you trust me? Nobody

else does.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

I panicked.

Who else was involved?

Do you understand the serious method
we've charged? Tell us the truth.

It's the only way you'll help yourself.

If Mr Reid dies, you're looking at
murder.

You'll spend the rest of your life in
jail and your accomplice will get off

-free. Is that what you want?

No point in continuing that.

Lawton.

Steve Lawton.

He spoke to him at Bloodstock sales.

I know who he is.

He organised everything.

Had a buyer lined up in South.

Lawton's in real trouble.

He owes money all over.

I only did what he told me to.

Including nearly killing a man.

Why doesn't Lawton know?

I don't know.

Why are you protecting him?

Do you think he'd do the same for you? I
don't know where he is.

Everything's gone wrong.

The buyer pulled out at last minute.

Lawton's desperate.

He won't stick around for long.

Right, Bradley, get over to this
Lawton's right now.

No sign round the back. Nothing here
either.

Mike?

Mike?

What do you think?

I'm impressed.

We thought it had a bit of atmosphere.

Yes, of course.

Oh, we're just waiting for Mrs Ventress,
then.

Oh, she has been looking forward to
this.

She can't wait to talk to Evelyn, you
know. Really?

She'd better hurry up, otherwise she'll
have been and come and gone.

And there's no sign of him at all?

None, Sarge.

Ah, twiddling.

What is this?

How much?

Hello, Sarge.

Bellamy, what are you doing here?

Babysitting, Sarge.

Of course.

Look, come in, come in.

Thank you.

Hello, Raymond.

All set?

I think so.

You'll remember to give him his bottle
before eight, won't you? Otherwise he

won't sleep through the night.

No problem. Come on, you two, get off.

Have a good time.

Thank you, Phil.

Bye now.

Good luck.

Well, that'll be misadventurous now.

Either that or he started without
telling us.

Alf.

Mrs Ventress sends her apologies. She's
indisposed.

She told me to come in her place.

Well, that's lovely.

I thought you said you were trying to
finish the job. What do you mean?

You better come with me.

Now.

All right, little fella.

Supper time.

He

was

in his cot.

He was fine.

Well, he can't just have walked away.
Somebody must have got in and taken him.

I don't see how.

Unless, uh... Unless what?

Uh, I doubt it's the gravure imprint of
the television.

What, the door wasn't locked?

No.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

It's not your fault.

Maggie, have you seen anyone hanging
around outside the house?

No.

Well, only Brenda.

The old woman who lived in the cottage
on Lee Lane.

She's always asking after them, but...

She told me she lost a child.

A little boy. It must have been her.

She must have him.

Oh, Maggie.

Phil called me.

Look,

I'll stay here with her. You two go off
and find Sam.

You don't get an answer.

Don't worry, we'll call it a day.

I'll tell Mrs Ventress you couldn't get
a reply.

Hold on.

Evelyn, is that you?

She wants you to know she's quite
content, Alf.

Her spirit's at rest.

She's very happy and she sends you her
love.

That's wonderful to know, isn't it, Alf?

Yeah. She's talking more to him now than
she did when she was alive.

Looks like she's left.

Doesn't mean she's got the baby, though,
does it?

Sarge? I'm sure.

Right. You get hold of that dress. We'll
cover more ground if we split up. She

can't have gone far.

It's definitely Jim, Irene.

He wants you to know that you're in his
thoughts all the time.

Tell him he's in mine.

Ask him if he knows anything about the
difficult.

Wait.

I'm getting a place now.

It's dark.

It's musty.

Sounds like a fella, that.

Have you got one, love?

You must think I'm daft.

I've been through it with a fine tooth
comb. Definitely a fella, that's all I'm

getting. You said that, and ask him
whereabouts in the fella.

Will you cease interrupting, Claude?

Well, try and get on with it, then.

Hold on, I think I'm getting another
voice.

What voice?

What matter? Try and find out about the
certificate.

It's a woman.

It would be.

She's blonde.

Fully figured.

What's she saying?

Talking about a weekend in Morecambe.

She was badly let down.

I think she's got a message for someone
in this room.

What's her name?

Wait a moment.

Erica.

Erica Thorne.

She's going to make someone pay.

Blow her candles out.

Oh.

That was just getting interesting.

Yeah, well, I think what we ought to do
is go over to your cellar, Irene, see if

we can find something you might have
missed.

I've got to get home.

The kids, they need me.

Come on. Come on. Get him.

I'll take you.

It's not good going drunk in a ditch.

Eh? No.

No.

That's my place.

Definitely Roy Brooks is mad.

He's smart, all right.

A greedy devil.

Stop! Stop!

Police! Get that damn oil!

Get out of the cab! Come on!

Ah, I'm sorry, Lovie.

It looks as if we've been misinformed.

Do you think we should have another
seance? Oh, my dead body.

Hey -o.

Let's get those lovelings.

Right.

So, here.

How did you get involved in all of this?

Lawson.

He told me he had information on my dad.

He said that if I didn't help him, he'd
give it to you and Dad would go to jail.

Ian, you drove his truck.

You put him under suspicion.

No, no, I wasn't thinking straight.

I was so frightened for him.

I never meant for all this.

All right.

But we'll just take a full statement and
then we'll let you get out, okay?

Hey, this looks like a bit of Eureka.

It's a good one.

Brenda! Leave me alone. I've not done
anything.

Get in. Why? I've not done anything.
Come on, get in.

And close the door.

There's the baby.

What? Sam, Nurse Bolton's baby, is
missing.

Sam, I don't understand.

His shawl was found where you were
living. Where is he?

Oh, I did take the shawl. I were angry.

But not the baby.

in a bit of trouble.

I might be a thief, but I'd never take a
child from his mother!

It's just a pile of old letters.

Let me see.

My darling Jim.

I can't stop thinking about you.

These are love letters.

Oh, my love.

Erica.

You were right, Mrs. Crick.

Erica Thornthwaite.

My Jim was carrying on with a flaming
chiropodist.

I wouldn't have thought it was anything
serious, Irene. It was just probably a

bit of an aberration on Jim's part. She
was probably doing something with his

feet and got carried away.

The only aberration was me asking you to
help in the first place.

Your sins have caused nothing but
trouble, Claude.

I wish I'd never listened to your
ridiculous scheme.

And you can clear all that mess up as
well before you go.

That'll teach them to make things up.

I bet these letters were a bit of a
shock, weren't they?

Only did it for a laugh. Yeah, what a
shame you didn't get one, especially

me. I'm trying to get you going.

I wish I'd never told you about me and
Erica fourth week.

Mind you, I never realised that Jim
Greenaway was having something to do

her at the same time.

Weren't we all?

Well, not you as well.

Right so.

I thought I was the only one.

Do you want a list alphabetically? Not
particularly, but I'll tell you one

thing. You pull another stunt like this
and you'll finish up at another seance.

But you'll be coming from a different
direction.

Well, there'd never have been a problem
if you all just left us alone.

We're just doing our job, Christy. Well,
you can keep part of our lives. You and

Maggie Bolton and the rest of them.
Maggie didn't want to get your dad into

trouble. She feels really bad about it.

She's in a terrible state.

Her own baby's gone missing.

Someone's taken him.

Well, then, she'll know how I'm feeling,
won't she?

I'm really sorry, Maggie.

It's me who should be sorry.

It's all my fault.

If I behaved more like a father and less
like a fool, this wouldn't have

happened.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

I was angry with you.

I thought Dad would go to jail.

I would never have hurt little Sam.

Come on.

Let's get the two of you home, eh?

Sleeping like a log.

I'm pleased to hear it.

Sorry about the dance, Raymond.

Not at all.

Maybe it's fate's way of telling me to
move on.

Forget about Penny.

Maybe.

Is that how you feel about your own
situation?

I mean, I know that what happened to
Neil was much more tragic, but...

Well, you must have started to think
about the future.

I made a complete hash of things with
Penny.

Didn't pay her enough attention, you
see, so that when Temptatum came along,

it's not surprising that she...
succumbed.

But I've learned my lesson, and I think
now that with the right woman, I'd be

able to move on.

Maybe you and I could think about moving
on together.

Well, we do get on very well, Maggie.

Listen, Raymond, um... We do get on very
well.

And I am very fond of you.

But if you're suggesting any more than
that... I'm sorry.

No, no, no, don't be sorry.

Let's be frank.

I've hurt your feelings.

Not a bit.

Not a bit.

I've got to explore in the
possibilities, that's all.

Anyway, after what we've been through
tonight, it's not the best of timing.

I'm not sure the timing would ever be
right for you and I, Raymond.

No, I'm sure you're right.

I'd best be on my way.

I really am very fond of you, you know.

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why doesn't love kiss stay in
my memory?