All language subtitles for heartbeat_s10e07_the_traveller

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

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

Come on, we've got some work to do.

You're a blooming village.

There's only one thing in this village
I'd refer to as being a blooming.

And it wouldn't be a verb, it'd be an
adjective. I don't really understand

No, neither do I. Come on.

No, Chancellor.

That's my cash.

I earned that. You're sure?

Clear off for a turn, Nasser.

Fifty quid. How about a fiver back for a
look?

You can have two.

You big spender.

First horse fair entrance.

What about it, Sarge?

I'm told there's a tradition the day
before it happens for certain itinerants

close off public roads and hold pony
trap races.

What do you know about this?

I've heard about it, Sarge. It had
better not happen on our patch.

Yeah, thank you, sir. Yeah, I'll tell
Sergeant Craddock right away.

What's that, Bellamy? There's been an
attempted armed robbery in Malton,

Hardly our patch.

Well, headquarters wanted to set up
roadblocks in case we try and get away

across the moors.

Seems unlikely to me.

A highly sagacious analysis, Sveltrance.

However, be that as it may, if Division
says do it, we had better do it. What

are the details, Bellamy?

They're issuing firearms, Sarge.

Slow down!

Sorry. Who are you, the Lone Ranger?

I was scared.

I still am. I said show him the gun, not
fire it. It just got carried away. I've

never held one before.

Anyway, I didn't fire it. Not for one to
try it. What were you thinking anyway?

It's not even loaded.

Show the force!

I told you to load it! You did!

I gave you the bullets. It's different.

Over here.

Fresh wounds.

It'll heal up.

Get in the other side, I'll drive.

What'll we do?

The horse fair's this weekend at Thirsk.

We haven't any money for horses.

We're not buying horses, are we? We'll
go there, we'll... Find some nice tinker

to take us to Ireland.

Until? Until the coppers forget about
us.

Hey, mind where you're pointing that
thing!

Now what?

Why don't we push it in that river?

I'm injured!

Come on!

Situated north of Nancy, just a little
east of west,

people there do what they fancy, dressed
in fancy

dress, to take a trip to Greece.

This must be the roadblock, then. Yes,
it is.

Surprise is my main weapon.

Craddock sent you these bullets. In case
surprise wasn't enough. That you've,

uh... Here you go.

And, uh, I'm to remind you, Alf, that
you're to account for each and every one

of them.

All right.

Sir.

Aren't you going to put them in your
gun?

What for?

It's a far one.

I'll have to go and find it.

You've got your first customer, Al.

Hello, Traveller.

Hello.

Daniel Cooper.

Nat, they call me.

Johnny Lee.

Where are you headed?

Thirsk. And you?

Thirsk to the horse fair.

Would you give me a lift?

Sure.

What have you done to your foot?

I hit it with a spade.

Nasty. You should get that seen to.

Do you want some tea, Nat?

I'd rather get on.

Can I ride in the Varda?

Sure. If you'd like.

Stretch my leg out.

What's it say?

It's not decided yet.

Will you keep him?

I'll probably bring him on a bit and
flog him at the horse fair.

How much can you bring him on in a
couple of days?

About 50 quid.

What have you got the gun on for, Alf?

Looking for armed robbers.

Oh, well, if we bump into any, I'll let
you know.

You do that.

He won't meet any armed robbers, nor
will we. They wouldn't come this way.

Craddock's armed robbers will be tucked
up in Chapel Town or Winkle Bank by now.

Nice to be out in the morning when
you've got somewhere to go.

But seeing the same old faces, that can
make you feel too low.

Hardly green where the grass is grey.

There's a human heart to hate.

One year age where the sun will get
thrown.

Are you born?

Liverpool. Look at all those standards
of race for that construction, Roger.

Look at those nags.

Are there any races among them?

Is that a yes or a no?

We're on our way to the horse fair.

Once per day, we like to buy a pony or
sell a trap.

One is no good without the other.

Have you been in trouble before?

I'm not in trouble now.

Why does she just breeze past and we get
turned over?

Nobody's planning you over.

Free to go.

Thank you for your help.

Thank you.

Where are you heading?

The horse fair in a few days.

Can I see your licence, please?

What's this about?

That's confidential.

Do you know a gypsy called Nathaniel
Cooper?

We call ourselves travellers.

Some of you very rude and ignorant
people call us gypsies.

It's not the Taj Mahal.

That's what we got here.

You can come out now.

Thanks for not sending me into the moose
ground.

Well, I might have done, but he was
obnoxious.

What did you do?

Up to Bucky's.

What did you get?

Nothing.

Never your plan?

Go to Ireland.

Hide for a bit.

No more robberies?

None.

Robberies and me, we are distant
cousins.

I take it a thirst nap. You and
robberies ain't related at all.

You can count on it.

Thanks, Johnny.

I need to see a doctor.

I just want to go to Ireland.

Girl, I can see right through you and I
don't like what I see.

The tears, the pain, the heartache that
I know you'll bring to me.

So go on home and ride.

Go on home and throw your pride.

You gotta die a little inside.

Gina, that's nothing.

Oh, hey, Maggie.

To the Village and Bloom competition.

Oscar's driving me mad about it.

Nurse?

Yeah? Could you look at my friend's
foot?

He's cut it. He's in the van.

Um, yes, OK.

Pull on to there.

Thank you.

Is this all right?

Yeah. Well, it's empty.

Nothing to do with me.

Nurse? Oh.

Hello. Hi.

Oh, so you've cut yourself.

It was an agricultural accident.

I hit it with a hoe.

A hoe?

He means a spade.

Come on, then.

Let's have a look at it.

How did he say you did this?

Nice piece of horse flesh, sir.

Thank you.

You obviously know a good horse when you
see one.

I do.

I was born aboard one, hope to die
aboard one.

Derek Egan.

This is my daughter, Fiona.

Hello, Greengrass.

You're a beautiful creature.

Very kind of you, my dear. Mind you, I
looked after myself, you know.

Fiona drives a trotting rig.

She's a real winner.

She would be if she trotted that one.

It's a beautiful pony.

The owner's pony died.

Would you sell him?

All right.

Mind you, I wouldn't take less than 100.

We haven't got that.

How much have you got?

20.

20? You'd about get one of his legs for
that.

What about a deal?

What sort of deal?

Well, the area's full of travellers
going to the horse fair.

What do travellers like?

Travelling.

No.

Camping? No.

Excuse me asking, what is this, 20
questions?

Gambling. I have a trap and an expert
driver.

You have a bright -looking pony.

Now, is that the makings for the
business arrangements or what?

Where would this contest take place?

Here, in Aidensfield.

Just block off the road, lay a few bets
and... Bombs your uncle.

What about the coppers?

As long as we keep it quiet, we can be
in and out before they get wind of it.

Now, do you know a piece of common land
where we can stop for a while?

Yeah, I do, as a matter of fact.

But it's not a million miles away from
the pub.

Well, there's the car.

Where's Nat Cooper?

Under it, I hope.

There's blood in here.

So he's injured.

Better tell Craddock.

I should tell the cops.

What do you think?

I've got to leave.

We can't leave.

The horse fair.

The horse fair's in two days. I can't
drive you round in circles for two days.

Someone will notice.

You don't have to. I'll walk.

Oh, sure.

I've got to find somewhere to hide you.

You're still taking me to Thirsk?

Yes. You won't leave me?

No. Let's get out of this van. If we
don't get out of this van, we'll both be

the nick.

I want a bath.

You shall have one now.

When I say.

Also, I am injured.

I am cut and bruised.

I want to see a doctor and I demand to
make a telephone call.

Who do you know with a telephone?

That's my business.

I have right.

I want you to witness. He's not letting
me have my right.

Where was Nathaniel Cooper?

Who? Nat Cooper.

You were in his car. Where is he? I
don't know.

He was injured somehow.

Was he?

Don't you muck about with me.

There's blood in your car. I don't own a
car and I would like a glass of water.

Could you have a drink, Bradley?

Hello, Maggie.

Hello, Mike. Long time no see. How can I
help?

I've just treated somebody in
Aidensfield with a gunshot wound.

Now, he said he had an accident with a
spade, but he'd definitely been shot.

Really? Do you know where he is?

This'll do.

Now, go round about every four hours and
re -soak them.

Right.

This stuff smells much stronger to dogs
than it does to us. Here, kill your

scent.

And I'll leave them somewhere else.

Get some kip.

I'll fetch you some grub later.

Ah, stop lamp's gone on the back of me
van.

What time's the garage open?

Oh, not until tomorrow now.

You can stop here for the night if you
like.

Thank you.

Just the one night.

Is it all right if I get some water?

Yeah, there's a tap around the back.

Is there some kind of job I can do for
you in return?

No, it's OK.

Just keep it tidy, eh?

I will.

Thank you.

Just what do you think you're doing?

Making tea.

Want some? You can't do that here.

Why not? Common land.

Aye, well, my garden isn't.

So keep your horses out of it.

And my advice to you is to pack up and
get out of here.

We will.

When we're ready.

Is the outside tap through there? Tap?

For water.

What do you want water for?

To drink.

Is this your caravan?

Yes. Do you mind telling me why it's
parked in my car park?

Look, I only want some water. It's free.

It might be free to you, but we have to
pay rates. Now get this caravan out of

this car park and clear off out of here.
Actually, Oscar, I told him he could

put it there.

Oh, I might have guessed.

And did you tell the wagon train they
could park in the field behind?

Who? We're drowning in scruffy oiks
here, Gina, and you've just invited one

park in our car park.

Just for one night? Three dogs?

He just left.

When?

An hour ago.

Even though he was injured, you didn't
think that was odd.

I'm not his keeper. I picked him up,
took him to the nurse. He limped away.

End of story. Where did you pick him up?

Just after I left you.

And the fact that I just stopped you
didn't make you wary of hitchhikers?

When I asked you why you stopped me, you
said I should mind my own business.

Just taking your advice, Sergeant.

Sarge, I was a fan of Santa.

Is he always that charming?

Nat Cooper is an armed robber.

He frightened the life out of the people
he robbed.

He scared himself.

Is he?

So where did he say he was going?

We never discussed it.

What? What's all... What's going on?
What's that?

We're in hot pursuit of an armed robber.

Well, you can check your hot pursuit
somewhere else, cos he's certainly not

round here.

Pat, these are yours.

What? You're joking, aren't you? I
wouldn't get one leg in them.

Search the house. You can't do that!

This man is armed and dangerous.

What, we're no trousers on?

I'm serious, Mr... So am I, Sergeant
Craddock.

Do you want to come back with the search
warrant?

All right, but just make sure they don't
touch out the shunt. Otherwise, I'll

have them and you.

Is this your racing track? Yes.

And we're not giving your lot a ride
home, are we?

I don't expect to see any racing around
here.

We've no -one to race against.

Happy now?

This area is full of gypsies. I know
your game.

Dodge!

Nothing.

Something's right.

If you've quite finished, may I remind
you you're on private property, Sergeant

Craddock. Kindly get off it.

That's telling him, Claude. As is my
usual will.

He says Nat Cooper left about an hour
ago.

Do you believe it?

He's not here.

What do you think?

I can't move for gypsies around here
this week.

Any one of them could have given him a
lift.

Well, he's probably in Leeds.

Or Sheffield.

Oh, that's where Alf says.

Unfortunately, he's probably right.

Any luck?

Mike, can I have a word? Yeah, sure.

Is he involved?

Oh, come on, Oscar, you know I can't
discuss that.

Well, I think I'm entitled to know.

Gina gave him permission to stop here.
Now, you tell me, am I harbouring a

criminal?

Let me put it this way.

If he was involved, we would have
arrested him. Wouldn't that do?

No, it won't.

We're surrounded by them. There's
another load in that field out the back.

Really?

You could move them on for me.

Oh, could I?

Under what law, exactly, Oscar?

Ways and means.

PC's prerogative.

No. You know as well as I do... What I
know is this village is being swamped by

gypsies. And you lot aren't interested
in doing anything about it.

Then you know more than I do.

They're all over the place. They've got
guns and dogs.

I thought World War III had broken out.

The man's an armed robber, a serious
criminal.

They were probably in Whitby before they
started looking for him.

I don't think that's funny, Greengrass.
You're quite right, Oscar.

Certainly not as funny as it was when
you were in charge.

How's it going, Claude?

It's better than we have, Michael.

Early for you?

Yeah. And I'll probably still be too
late for crossroads.

I wasn't born yet, were they, Claude?

I don't know what you speak of, Michael.

Pint, please.

Mike. Oscar.

Your usual.

Yeah, please. Thanks.

Everything all right?

Fine, thanks.

Can I buy you a drink?

Oh, tar.

I'll have a lemonade.

Excuse me, mate.

Mildred.

Mr...? Blaketon.

Mr Blaketon. John Lee. I think we got
off on the wrong foot.

No, we didn't.

Let me buy you a drink and we can start
again.

Well, thanks.

Gina, just going outside.

Mike.

Pint.

Please.

You know what these beggars are up to,
don't you?

I do. They're like a plague of locusts.
Oh, come on, Oscar, relax.

They'll be gone in a couple of days.
Yeah.

Well, I hope so.

Right, ladies and gentlemen, if I could
just have your attention for a minute.

There are basically only two rules for
the race. The first rule is that I am

on -course bookmaker. All bets must be
placed with me. And the second rule

that the location and duration of the
race will be decided well in advance.

You'll all be given plenty of
notification.

What happens if the bets are on and we
can't run it?

Well, if that were to happen, then, of
course, the bets would be void and your

money would be refunded. OK, Claude.

That's three rules.

Yes, David.

And I have the final word.

That's four.

I've got a feeling I've been teaching
you too much. Right, I'll see you all in

the morning. Eight o 'clock sharp.

Don't be late.

Leave it.

They've had a break -in. Oh, no.

I'm sorry, what's gone?

The petty cash.

Just over 20 quid.

A bit of food and a couple of bottles of
beer.

Better call the police.

Yeah, we will.

We've no idea who might... Lots of
people might.

Well, they'll think it's you, you know.

Me? Yeah, your people.

Well,

I'm not the one to say I told you so,
Gina.

Well, I'm not the one who left the petty
cash out.

No.

Point taken.

All right, I'll call the police.

Hey, get back into cover. Get back.
You're on my truck. Quick.

Oh,

my God.

when you've got

Nat. What are you up to?

That hole was like a prison cell.

You better get used to it. Why did you
break into the pub?

Someone robbed the pub.

I was 30.

And they gave you the right to steal
their money.

Whose side are you on?

Not yours, obviously.

I need some money if I'm going to travel
to Ireland.

Better start walking.

We could leave today.

Johnny!

are going nowhere.

I'm desperate.

Now you're turning into a bad lot.
You've got to stop it.

It's not the same as the bookies. I just
needed a little bit of cash. Listen to

me. It is the same. These people work
hard for their money.

You can't just waltz in and nick it.

I didn't have a gun with me this time.
I'd never take one out with me again.

Just as well, mate.

Will you take me to Thirsk?

No.

See you then.

Not yet.

The money.

I haven't got it.

You've got to look to the future
sometime, Nat.

You may as well start now.

Come with me down to the village and
give yourself up.

No chance.

Nat!

All right.

I'll get a fingerprint kit sent over.

He won't need it.

All right, then.

You know as well as I do who's
responsible for this.

Those gypsies.

Anyone in particular?

I made a few inquiries.

This is yours.

I lost a pane of glass as well. A pane
of glass?

Where did that come from?

I can't say.

Nat Cooper.

Look, you're doing him no favours hiding
him.

I'm not hiding him.

But you know where he is.

What were you going to say?

Right, I'll tell you that. Two to one,
all right? A pound.

What have we got now, darling?

Do you want a bit, darling?

What? Hey,

quick! It's a copper!

I'll give you this!

Come forward.

Try and keep off the course as fast as
you can.

Right, driver.

If you'd like to come into the lane,
wait until I drop my hat before you

the line.

Come on, to the lane.

To the lane. Wait for it.

Wait for it. Don't cross the line.

got a gun anymore.

I'm not taking any chances. Now, which
way did he go?

This way.

Right, lads.

Ventress, you stay with the car. I'll
try and keep in touch with us.

Hey, we're made.

Thirty -eight. Point on that, Rafe.

Oh, Mr. Greengrass, are you really going
to do that thing with the champagne for

the winning?

Of course I have. I told you to give it
a bit of flask, weren't I?

Mr. Sir, I've left it at home.

You've done what?

Sorry. Well, the champagne, well, you'd
better go and fetch it then, hadn't you?

Here. Here's the key.

And be careful.

And bring it straight back, all right?

Well, go on. I ask you to do one thing.

He went down there.

Right, you leave this to us. Bradley? I
think I'd better come.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I don't think Matt's evil, but he is
quite stupid.

And the mood your sergeant's in, this
could go quite wrong quite quickly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Second voice.

That is her.

Don't trust the lady to a drop yet!

Oh. Hello.

Are you waiting for Mr. Greengrass?

Er... Yeah.

No, that one doesn't work.

Yeah, that worked.

You know what, we're going shooting.

No. No, look at your foot.

Will you take me to Thirsk?

Well, I don't know the way. Do you?

No.

Well, we'll wait till Mr Greengrass gets
back. He knows the way.

Do you want a cup of tea?

Shut up out there.

He's not at home.

Do you want sugar?

What's happening?

Tell them you're alone and they've got
to go.

Why? Because I'm desperate.

You are my prisoner.

We've got a safety catch.

I'm alone here. You must go.

Why, David?

Because he's desperate and I'm his
prisoner. Get over here, lad, and stop

prancing about.

I've a gun in the hostage, eh? Run!

Lean!

So, Claude, how much for the pony?

I'll take 150.

That's more than before.

I know, but I didn't know how good he
was then, did I?

What about all the money we've made you?

Well, you buy him off me, look how much
money you'll keep making.

You wouldn't think of shared ownership,
maybe?

You've both had the native fog.

There's a message from Division, Sarge.

There's a complaint that the road's been
blocked off because of the pony trap

racing. Not now, Ventress.

You said you didn't want it happening on
our patch.

There's a time and a place for
everything.

In case you hadn't noticed, we're
currently involved in an armed siege.

I just thought I'd let you know.

Thank you very much, Ventress. Now, if
it's not too much trouble, perhaps you'd

like to take cover.

You led the coppers here. You're talking
yourself into a life sentence.

I've had enough.

Nat, you'll be 40 before you get out of
the nick.

Minimum.

So what am I supposed to do?

Start by putting the gun down.

He's right, Nat.

It's his other foot.

It's written on the wind.

It's everywhere I go.

What's going on now?

What's Mike doing with my shotgun?

We need it for evidence, Claude.

I've not done no... Well, that's a
matter of opinion.

We've had a few complaints about the
road being blocked, gambling and pony

racing.

Pony racing? Has it no to do with me?
I've not got a pony, I sold it.

Did we win, Mr Greengrass?

Go and do something useful, David.

Like what?

Stand in the middle of a field and
frighten some birds.

Well, Claude... I don't know what you're
talking about, Alf, and I'll tell you

something. If this lot will stop my ends
from laying, you'll be hearing from my

legal representatives.

Change time next year, Claude.

You dare call it.

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

Heartbeat, why does that amount of shit?

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